O MacGuffin: “We, the dead”

sexta-feira, março 24, 2006

“We, the dead”

The Dead
I see them crowd on crowd they walk the earth
Dry, leafless trees no Autumn wind laid bear;
And in their nakedness find cause for mirth,
And all unclad would winter’s rudeness dare;
No sap doth through their clattering branches flow,
Whence springing leaves and blossoms bright appear;
Their hearts the living God have ceased to know,
Who gives the spring time to th’expectant year;
They mimic life, as if from him to steal
His glow of health to paint the livid cheek;
They borrow words for thoughts they cannot feel,
That with a seeming heart their tongue may speak;
And in their show of life more dead they live
Than those that to the earth with many tears they give.

Jones Very, 1813-1880

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