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Image, G.AdC XXIX I think of thee!—my thoughts do twine & bud About thee, as wild vines about a tree, Put out broad leaves,.. and soon there’s nought to see, Except the straggling green which hides the wood. Yet, O my palm-tree, be it understood I will not have my thoughts instead of thee Who art dearer, better! Rather, instantly Renew thy presence ! — as a strong tree should, Rustle thy boughs, and set thy trunk all bare, And let these bands of greenery which insphere thee, Drop heavily down, — burst, shattered, everywhere! — Because, in this deep joy to see & hear thee And breathe within thy shadow a new air, I do not think of thee… I am too near thee ! —
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| ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING
■ Voir aussi ▼ → (sur Rick’s website) le texte intégral des Sonnets portugais → (sur le site de l’éditeur Le Bruit du temps) une page consacrée aux Sonnets portugais (revue de presse) |
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