domingo, 15 de março de 2009

You cannot conquer Time

"But all the clocks in the city Began to whirr and chime:
'O let not Time deceive you, You cannot conquer Time.
'In the burrows of the Nightmare Where Justice naked is,

Time watches from the shadow And coughs when you would kiss.
'In headaches and in worry Vaguely life leaks away,


And Time will have his fancyTo-morrow or to-day.
It was late, late in the evening,

The lovers they were gone;
The clocks had ceased their chiming,
And the deep river ran on."

by W.H. Auden