terça-feira, 9 de dezembro de 2008

If love's a Sweet Passion...

If love's a Sweet Passion, why does it torment?
If a Bitter, oh tell me whence comes my content?
Since I suffer with pleasure, why should I complain,
Or grieve at my Fate, when I know 'tis in vain?
Yet so pleasing the Pain is, so soft is the Dart,
That at once it both wounds me, and tickles my Heart.

I press her Hand gently, look Languishing down,
And by Passionate Silence I make my Love known,
But oh! how I 'm Blest when so kind she does prove,
By some willing mistake to discover her Love.
When in striving to hide, she reveals all her Flame,
And our Eyes tell each other, what neither dares Name.

segunda-feira, 1 de dezembro de 2008

1 de Dezembro de 1640: Restaurada a Independência de Portugal





Portugal e Algarves d'Àquém e d'Àlém Mar em África etc.

Todo o Império (excepto Ceuta...) quis ficar com Portugal.