Come near, that no more blinded by man's fate,
I find under the boughs of love and hate,
In all poor foolish things that live a day,
Eternal beauty wandering on her way.

Autor: W.B. Yeats

Come near, that no more blinded by man's fate,<br />I find under the boughs of love and hate,<br />In all poor foolish things that live a day,<br />Eternal beauty wandering on her way. - W.B. Yeats



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