thine in mine appears,
And true plain hearts do in the faces rest;
Where can we find two better hemispheres,
Without sharp north,without declining west?
Whatever dies, was not mix'd equally;
If our two loves be one, or, thou and I
Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die.
And true plain hearts do in the faces rest;
Where can we find two better hemispheres,
Without sharp north,without declining west?
Whatever dies, was not mix'd equally;
If our two loves be one, or, thou and I
Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die.
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(Tristan + Isolde)
Me veio uma musica ao ver esta foto, que aliás ate no orkut eu adorei...
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