My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends—
It gives a lovely light.
interesting metaphor of a candle that burns at both ends.. it doesn't last for long, but this way it's twice as brightly than a normal one..
Ah! Her most famous and remembered poem! Have always loved reciting this little gem!
The sun Shines bright But do you Do you believe The sight OH I'M JUST SIEENG A EYCACHING RYME
My take on this blindingly unforgettable poem that I've remembered and found inspiring in moments of personal uncertainty - for some strange reason, is...I don't care what people say or think of me for the way I live my life, I intend to live it to the full, regardless of the consequences, and by accounts...she did just that! . So fair play to her. Check out the beautiful Recuerdo. Peace Up.
in ITALIAN: Primo Fico La mia candela brucia da entrambi i lati; Non durerà oltre la notte; Ma vi dirò, miei nemici, e anche a voi, amici miei— Dona una bella luce.