In domo Patris mei mansiones multæ sunt.
"A casa de meu Pai tem muitas moradas."
João, 14.2 (Vulgata)
In domo Patris mei mansiones multæ sunt.
Be not afeard. The isle is full of noises,
Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears; and sometimes voices,
That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep,
Will make me sleep again; and then, in dreaming,
The clouds methought would open and show riches
Ready to drop upon me, that, when I wak'd,
I cried to dream again.
On my way homeI remember all the best days