- ID
- 5140750
- Banca
- COMVEST - UNICAMP
- Órgão
- UNICAMP
- Ano
- 2021
- Provas
- Disciplina
- Inglês
- Assuntos
Reproduz-se abaixo uma carta do poeta inglês John Keats
a sua amada Fanny Brawne.
Sweetest Fanny,
When you passed my window home yesterday, I was filled
with as much admiration as if I had then seen you for the
first time. You uttered a half complaint once that I only
loved your Beauty. Have I nothing else then to love in you
but that? Do not I see your heart? Nothing has been able to
turn your thoughts a moment from me. Even if you did not
love me I could not help an entire devotion to you: how
much more deeply then must I feel for you knowing you
love me. My Mind has been the most discontented and
restless one that ever was put into a body too small for it. I
never felt my Mind repose upon anything with complete and
undistracted enjoyment – upon no person but you. When
you are in the room my thoughts never fly out of window:
you always concentrate my whole senses.
Your affectionate,
J. Keats
(Adaptado de http://www.john-keats.com/briefe/. Acessado em 25/08/20.)
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