Silver key of fountain of tears,
Where the spirit drinks till the brain is wild;
Softest grave of a thousand fears,
Where their mother, Care, like a drowsy child,
Is laid asleep in flowers.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
martes, septiembre 26, 2006
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