EL SUEÑO DE DICKENS, de BUSS.
Y ya no sé si es el sueño de Dickens, o sueño con Dickens. Pero ahí anda, rondándome todo el día.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way
A Tale of Two Cities.
Play ...agobiada de los Victorianos.
4 comentarios:
A mi un poquito de Victorianos no me va mal...pero entiendo q ya estes hasta las narices Victoria!jaja
Ánimo...yo no me haré una gran escritora para que nos próximos estudiantes no tengan que estudiarme...
Oyos
Pero Dickens no son presas que aguantan el aguans??
jo, con el humor...actualiza el blog!!!
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