Arquivo Pessoa

Fernando Pessoa

XIV - We are born at sunset and we die ere morn,


We are born at sunset and we die ere morn,

And the whole darkness of the world we know,

How can we guess its truth, to darkness born,

The obscure consequence of absent glow?

Only the stars do teach us light. We grasp

Their scattered smallnesses with thoughts that stray,

And, though their eyes look through night's complete mask,

Yet they speak not the features of the day.

Why should these small denials of the whole

More than the black whole the pleased eyes attract?

Why what it calls «worth» does the captive soul

Add to the small and from the large detract?

So, out of light's love wishing it night's stretch,

A nightly thought of day we darkly reach.


«35 Sonnets». in Poemas Ingleses. Fernando Pessoa. (Edição bilingue, com prefácio, traduções, variantes e notas de Jorge de Sena e traduções também de Adolfo Casais Monteiro e José Blanc de Portugal.) Lisboa: Ática, 1974.

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1ª ed.: 35 Sonnets . Fernando Pessoa. Lisbon: Olisipo, 1921.