IV
Eis o mundo: essa falsa analogia
Com nossas roupas gastas que se esfiam enquanto nos movemos
Amando e sendo desprezados;
O sonho que arranca o enterrado dos trapos que o envolvem
Venera tais despojos tanto quanto os vivos.
Eis o mundo. Tem fé.
IV
This is the world; the lying likeness of
Our strips of stuff that tatter as we move
Loving and being loth;
The dream that kicks the buried from their sack
And lets their trash be honoured as the quick.
This is the world. Have faith.
— Dylan Thomas, from “Our Eunuch Dreams”
