Capitato per caso su questo sito e felicemente sorpreso.
Non posso che rubare i versi di Shakespeare per Juliet e dedicarli a chi ha avuto la fortuna di ereditare questo nome…
“She speaks yet she says nothing; what of that?
Her eye discourses; I will answer it.
I am too bold, ’tis not to me she speaks.
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,
Having some business, do entreat her eyes
To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
What if her eyes were there, they in her head?
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven
Would through the airy region stream so bright
That birds would sing and think it were not night.”
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Capitato per caso su questo sito e felicemente sorpreso.
Non posso che rubare i versi di Shakespeare per Juliet e dedicarli a chi ha avuto la fortuna di ereditare questo nome…
“She speaks yet she says nothing; what of that?
Her eye discourses; I will answer it.
I am too bold, ’tis not to me she speaks.
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,
Having some business, do entreat her eyes
To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
What if her eyes were there, they in her head?
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven
Would through the airy region stream so bright
That birds would sing and think it were not night.”
… nella speranza di incontrarla di nuovo…