If you came to see me in the evening, That time of mild and magic weariness, When nighttime softly covers everything, And took me in your arms with tenderness. [...] And my lips are like a flower in the sun... When my eyes are tightly closed with strong desire... And I hold out my arms to bring you near... (Florbela Espanca)

If you came to see me in the evening, That time of mild and magic weariness, When nighttime softly covers everything, And took me in your arms with tenderness. [...] And my lips are like a flower in the sun... When my eyes are tightly closed with strong desire... And I hold out my arms to bring you near...

Florbela Espanca

Related topics

arms came desire evening everything flower hold near see sun take covers lips eyes

Related quotes

I have at this moment so many fundamental thoughts, so many truly metaphysical things to say, that I suddenly get tired and decide not to write any more, not to think any more, but to allow the fever of speaking to make me sleepy, and with my eyes closed, like a cat, I play with everything I could have said. View quote
Fernando Pessoa
In the day I can smile though I wanna die / Hold on, hold on / I can keep it together for a little while / and be strong, so strong / But when the sun goes down and I'm all alone / I haven't the strength to fight / That's when my tears give in to the night. View quote
Kim Wilde
Impressionism was the name given to a certain form of observation when Monet, not content with using his eyes to see what things were or what they looked like as everybody had done before him, turned his attention to noting what took place on his own retina (as an oculist would test his own vision). View quote
John Singer Sargent
The spectacle of the sky overwhelms me. I'm overwhelmed when I see, in an immense sky, the crescent of the moon, or the sun. There, in my pictures, tiny forms in huge empty spaces. Empty spaces, empty horizons, empty plains - everything which is bare has always greatly impressed me. View quote
Joan Miró
India is calling. Blood is calling to blood. Get up, we have no time to lose. Take up your arms! we shall carve our way through the enemy's ranks, or if God wills, we shall die a martyr's death. And in our last sleep we shall kiss the road that will bring our Army to Delhi. The road to Delhi is the road to Freedom. Chalo Delhi (March to Delhi). View quote
Subhas Chandra Bose