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35 SONNETS

by Fernando Pessoa

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      • 📂 35 SONNETS
        • I - Whether we write or speak or do but look — Fernando Pessoa
        • II - If that apparent part of life's delight — Fernando Pessoa
        • III - When I do think my meanest line shall be — Fernando Pessoa
        • IV - I could not think of thee as piecèd rot, — Fernando Pessoa
        • V - How can I think, or edge my thoughts to action, — Fernando Pessoa
        • VI - As a bad orator, badly o'er-book-skilled, — Fernando Pessoa
        • VII - Thy words are torture to me, that scarce grieve thee — — Fernando Pessoa
        • VIII - Ah quantas máscaras e submáscaras - T — Fernando Pessoa
        • VIII - How many masks wear we, and undermasks, — Fernando Pessoa
        • IX - Oh to be idle loving idleness! — Fernando Pessoa
        • X - As to a child, I talked my heart asleep — Fernando Pessoa
        • XI- Like to a ship that storms urge on its course, — Fernando Pessoa
        • XII - As the lone, frightèd user of a night-road — Fernando Pessoa
        • XIII - When I should be asleep to mine own voice — Fernando Pessoa
        • XIV - We are born at sunset and we die ere morn, — Fernando Pessoa
        • XV - Like a bad suitor desperate and trembling — Fernando Pessoa
        • XVI - We never joy enjoy to that full point — Fernando Pessoa
        • XVII - My love, and not I, is the egoist. — Fernando Pessoa
        • XVIII - Indefinite space, which, by co-substance night, — Fernando Pessoa
        • XIX - Beauty and love let no one separate, — Fernando Pessoa
        • XX - When in the widening circle of rebirth — Fernando Pessoa
        • XXI - Thought was born blind, but Thought knows what is seeing. — Fernando Pessoa
        • XXII - My soul is a stiff pageant, man by man, — Fernando Pessoa
        • XXIII - Even as upon a low and cloud-domed day, — Fernando Pessoa
        • XXIV - Something in me was born before the stars — Fernando Pessoa
        • XXV - We are in Fate and Fate's and do but lack — Fernando Pessoa
        • XXVI - The world is woven all of dream and error — Fernando Pessoa
        • XXVII - How yesterday is long ago! The past — Fernando Pessoa
        • XXVIII - The edge of the green wave whitely doth hiss — Fernando Pessoa
        • XXIX - My weary life, that lives unsatisfied — Fernando Pessoa
        • XXX - I do not know what truth the false untruth — Fernando Pessoa
        • XXXI - I am older than Nature and her Time — Fernando Pessoa
        • XXXII - When I have sense of what to sense appears, — Fernando Pessoa
        • XXXIII - He that goes back does, since he goes, advance, — Fernando Pessoa
        • XXXIV - Happy the maimed, the halt, the mad, the blind — — Fernando Pessoa
        • XXXV - Good. I have done. My heart weighs. I am sad. — Fernando Pessoa
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