Antonio de Castro Alves

(14 March 1847 – 6 July 1871 / Curralinho)

Capricho - Poem by Antonio de Castro Alves

Ai! quando
Brando
Vai o vento
Lento


í€ lua
Nua
Perpassar sutil;


E a estrela
Vela,
E sobr'a linfa
A ninfa
Suspira
Mira
O divinal perfil;


Num leito
Feito
De cheirosas
Rosas,
Risonhos
Sonhos
Sonh aremos nós;


Revoltos,
Soltos
Os cabelos
Belos,
Vivace
A face,
Tremulante a voz


Cantos
E prantos
Que suspira
A lira,
A alfombra,
í€ sombra,
Encontrarei pra ti;


Celuta,
Escuta
De meu seio
O enleio...
Vem, linda,
Ainda
Há solidíµes aqui.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 6, 2012


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