terça-feira, 4 de janeiro de 2011

Storm Fear by Robert Frost.

Storm Fear by Robert Frost.

Post from London
by Dani Burity


Imagem Poster Museu de Historia Natural

WHEN the wind works against us in the dark,
      And pelts with snow
      The lower chamber window on the east,
      And whispers with a sort of stifled bark,
      The beast,
      'Come out! Come out!'--
      It costs no inward struggle not to go,
      Ah, no!
      I count our strength,
      Two and a child,
      Those of us not asleep subdued to mark
      How the cold creeps as the fire dies at length,--
      How drifts are piled,
      Dooryard and road ungraded,
      Till even the comforting barn grows far away,
      And my heart owns a doubt
      Whether 'tis in us to arise with day
      And save ourselves unaided.

        Imagens by Vogue UK - OCT/2010

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