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Career goals на AJ: Искам сички да ме смятат за lewd, crude and rude.  Пък който ме не смята за такава, да чете Андрю Марвъл. Уф, тоя пък кой беше? Абе, да се оправят! |
Za Paia ne znam, nito za AJ (osven che mnogo plagiatstva ot razni saitove), no edno vreme biah goliam fen na Andrew Marvell  |
че той андрю марвъл си rulz и сега. аня, миличка, да ти порецитирам малко. андрю марвъл, that is. щот не искам да те помня все така.  My mind was once the true survey Of all these meadows fresh and gay, And in the greenness of the grass Did see its hopes as in a glass; When (Juli)*ana came, and she What I do to the grass, does to my thoughts and me. But these, while I with sorrow pine, Grew more luxuriant still and fine, That not one blade of grass you spied, But had a flower on either side; When (Juli)ana came, and she What I do to the grass, does to my thoughts and me. Unthankful meadows, could you so A fellowship so true forgo, And in your gaudy May-games meet, While I lay trodden under feet? When (Juli)ana came, and she What I do to the grass, does to my thoughts and me. But what you in compassion ought, Shall now by my revenge be wrought: And flow'rs, and grass, and I and all, Will in one common ruin fall. For (Juli)ana comes, and she What I do to the grass, does to my thoughts and me. And thus, ye meadows, which have been Companions of my thoughts more green, Shall now the heraldry become With which I will adorn my tomb; For (Juli)ana comes, and she What I do to the grass, does to my thoughts and me. *скобите мои. и така до края. Редактирано от - Charles Dickens на 21/3/2004 г/ 01:44:28 |
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