O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!
It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night
Like a rich jewel in an Ethiope's ear;
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!
William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Acto I, Cena V
Prometo não falar de amor De gostar e sentir Portanto não vou rimar Com dor ou mentir (Rui Reininho)