Sonet

Dac-al meu trup de carne ar fi gand
Nedreptei departari ce ne desparte
Nu s-ar impotrivi cer sau pamant
Distante, timpuri, asteptari desarte,
N-ar mai conta ca pasii mei si-ai tai
Alte meleaguri calca-n asta lume,
Caci as putea strabate munti si vai
Cu-a mintii mele forta catre tine.
Dar ma ucide gandul ca nu-s gand
Mi-e trupul greu de ape si coline,
Pedeapsa departarii o infrunt
De parca mii de leghe-mi curg in vine.
In neputinta carnii-mi aflu chinul
Si-ncerc prin lacrimi sa fortez destinul.

William Shakespeare

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