23 de novembro de 2008

London, por William Blake (1757-1827)


I wander through each chartered street,
Near where the chartered Thames does flow,
A mark in every face I meet,
Marks of weakness, marks of woe.

In every cry of every man,
In every infant's cry of fear,
In every voice, in every ban,
The mind-forged manacles I hear:

How the chimney-sweeper's cry
Every blackening church appals,
And the hapless soldier's sigh
Runs in blood down palace-walls.

But most, through midnight streets I hear
How the youthful harlot's curse
Blasts the new-born infant's tear,
And blights with plagues the marriage hearse.

2 comentários:

Ratoberto disse...

Somerfildo, segue uma explicação das palavras difíceis:

woe - aflição, agonia, angústia, dor

manacles - algemas

to appal - horrorizar

hapless - sem sorte, desafortunado

harlot - prostituta

to blast - explodir, pode ser semelhante a blight

to blight - atacar, destruir

plague - praga

hearse - carro fúnebre

Ratoberto disse...

Ah, chartered é algo que pertence a alguém, como um direito cedido de uso (mais ou menos isso)