6 comentários:

Rui disse...

the rime of the ancient mariner

S disse...

The Mariner, whose eye is bright,
Whose beard with age is hoar,
Is gone: and now the Wedding-Guest
Turned from the bridegroom's door.

He went like one that hath been stunned,
And is of sense forlorn:
A sadder and a wiser man,
He rose the morrow morn.

:)

Rui disse...

perdoar-me-á o sr. coleridge

Hear the rime of the ancient mariner
See his eye as he stops one of three
Mesmerizes one of the wedding guests
Stay here and listen to the nightmares of the sea.

And the music plays on, as the bride passes by
Caught by his spell and the mariner tells his tale...


p disse...

se eu estivesse aí terias mais uma coisa para fotografar: as minhas braçadeiras das princesas da disney :p

S disse...

p,
essa Ásia anda a fazer-te mal, é o que é...
;)

via disse...

fantástico este preto e branco e cinzento e branco branco e cinzento preto e bom...continuo a gostar mais do preto e branco do que da cor há mais dramatismo.