Palavras que escondem (a small gift for someone who loves words) ou O caos ordenado sob o manto do possível The undertaking - or platonic love I have done one braver thing Then all the Worthies did, And yet a braver thence doth spring, Which is, to keep that hid. It were but madness now to impart The skill of specular stone, When he which can have learn'd the art To cut it, can find none. So, if I now should utter this, Others (because no more Such stuff to work upon, there is,) Would love but as before. But he who loveliness within Hath found, all outward loathes, For he who colour loves, and skin, Loves but their oldest clothes. (...) Jonh Donne AmAtA --------