oh captain
she speaks.
o, speak again bright angel!
for thou art as glorious to this night,
being o'er my head,
as is a winged messenger of heaven
unto the white-upturned wondering eyes
of mortals that fall back to gaze on him
when he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds
and sails upon the bosom of the air.
extrait de roméo & juliet
o, speak again bright angel!
for thou art as glorious to this night,
being o'er my head,
as is a winged messenger of heaven
unto the white-upturned wondering eyes
of mortals that fall back to gaze on him
when he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds
and sails upon the bosom of the air.
extrait de roméo & juliet
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