Autores:
  • yet it seems
    Life scarce can cast a fragrance on the wind,
    Scarce spread a glory to the morning beams,
    But the torn petals strew the garden plot;
    And there's but common greenness after that.

    William Butler Yeats (1997). “The Collected Works of W. B. Yeats: Volume I: The Poems, 2nd Edition”, p.207, Simon and Schuster