Gustavo Adolfo Becquer

(17 February 1836 - 22 December 1870 / Seville)

Rima XLVII


Yo me he asomado a las profundas simas
de la tierra y del cielo,
y les he visto el fin o con los ojos
o con el pensamiento.

Mas ¡ay!, de un corazón llegué al abismo
y me incliné un momento,
y mi alma y mis ojos se turbaron:
¡Tan hondo era y tan negro!

Submitted: Thursday, April 19, 2012

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