"Green hills" – 460 rezultate
0.01 secundeMeilisearchFrank Patrick Herbert, Jr.
New World of No World 1952 - Survival of the Atom 1955 - The Dragon in the Sea 1960 - The God Makers 1965 - Dune 1966 - Green Brain 1966 - Destination: Void 1966 - The Eyes of Heisenberg 1969 - Dune Messiah 1968 - The Heaven Makers 1968 - The Santoraga Barrier 1970 - Whipping Star 1973 - Threshold: The Blue Angels Experience Computers 1980 - Without Me You\'re Nothing: The Essential Guide to Home 1973 - Hellstrom\'s Hive 1976 - Children of Dune 1977 - The Dosadi Experiment 1979 - The Jesus Incident (w/ Bill Ransom) 1980 - The Priest of Psi 1981 - God Emperor of Dune 1982 - The White Plague 1983 - The Lazarus Effect (w/ Bill Ransom) 1984 - Heretics of Dune 1985 - Chapterhouse: Dune 1985 - Eye 1986 - Man of Two Worlds 1988 - The Ascension Factor (w/ Bill Ransom)
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RBRupert Chawner Brooke
Rupert Chawner Brooke (middle name sometimes given as Chaucer)(3 August 1887–23 April 1915) was an English poet known for his idealistic war sonnets written during the First World War (especially The Soldier); however, he never experienced combat at first hand. He was also known for his boyish good looks, which prompted the Irish poet William Butler Yeats to describe him as \"the handsomest young man in England\". English poet Brooke was born at 5 Hillmorton Road in Rugby, Warwickshire, the second of the three sons of William Parker Brooke, a Rugby schoolmaster, and Ruth Mary Brooke, née Cotterill. He attended Hillbrow Prep School before being educated at Rugby School. While travelling in Europe, he prepared a thesis entitled \"John Webster and the Elizabethan Drama\", which won him a scholarship to King\'s College, Cambridge, where he became a member of the Cambridge Apostles, helped found the Marlowe Society drama club and acted in plays including the Cambridge Greek Play. Brooke...
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green eyes
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Cristina Green
Sunt o persoană foarte controversată. Unii mă iubesc, alții mă urăsc. Iubesc să citesc și scriu pe diferite bloguri.
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alexandra
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Iftime Adina
green_light_1994@yahoo.com
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AMAlexandra Mitrofan
Eleva CNMV Bucuresti. Preferinte: Killers, Green Day. Detestabile: Ipocrizia si manelele
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Bb.mcneill
l love my little rooster, and my rooster loves me Gonna cherish that chicken 'neath a green bay tree Little rooster go Cock-a-doodle-doo Doodle-doo doodle-doo And l love my little hen, and my hen, she loves me
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JWJames Wright
James Arlington Wright s-a născut la 13 decembrie 1927 în Martins Ferry, Ohio, SUA. Și-a făcut studiilela Kennyon College, la Universitatea din Viena. A fost profesor la Hunter College, perioadă în care a realizat traduceri remarcabile din opera unor scriitori precum Georg Trakl, Pablo Neruda, Herman Hesse ș.a. Printre volumele sale de versuri se numără: The Green Wall (1957); The Branch will not Break (1963); Shall we gather at the River (1968); Saint Judas (1969). Moare la 25 martie 1980.
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PMpaul mihalache
Am terminat liceul M. Eminescu, Iasi, timp in care am participat la intalnirile cenaclului "Utopos", si la cateva concursuri literare (obtinand o mentiune si un loc 1 la "Tinere Condee"). Am urmat un an cursurile Facultatii de Litere din cadrul Universitatii Al. I. Cuza Iasi, dupa care am intrat la (si in 2007 am absolvit) Facultatea de Filosofie in cadrul Universitatii Bucuresti. Printre autorii mei preferati se numara Julio Cortazar, M.V.Llosa, G.G.Marquez, E. Sabato, Carpentier, Bastos, Asturias, R. M. Rilke, H. Boll, G. Grass, S. Heym, W. Faulkner, D. J. Salinger, Kafka, S. Rushdie, G. Orwell, A. Huxley, J. Fowles, J. Joyce, G. Green, W. Golding, I. Kadare si J.P Sartre. Filosofia, (care-mi va fi si profesie) desi ma atrage, este, ca pasiune, in urma muzicii si a literaturii.
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Și-am zis că vreau să văd Green Hills-ul dărâmat
de Ecaterina Ștefan
Secția de prelucrare a cărnii are pereți de sticlă. Mereu când mă uit într-acolo, văd un băiat cu față cretină, holbându-se la sânii mei. De fiecare dată când ies din sala comercială, intru în...
Rezultatele celei de a treia ediții a concursului de haiku "Sharpening the green pencil"
de Corneliu Traian Atanasiu
Ediția de anul ăsta a înregistrat un nou record de participare: am primit 517 poeme de la 264 de participanți din 47 de țări de pe 6 continente. Premiul I Dorota PYRA Gdañsk, POLAND snowy orchard the...
Athanasia
de Oscar Wilde
To that gaunt House of Art which lacks for naught Of all the great things men have saved from Time, The withered body of a girl was brought Dead ere the world\'s glad youth had touched its prime, And...
True love leaves no traces
de Leonard Cohen
As the mist leaves no scar On the dark green hill So my body leaves no scar On you and never will Through windows in the dark The children come, the children go Like arrows with no targets Like...
Imi place Tamara
de Viorel Gaita
Silueta subtire, imbracată cu gust se reflecta in vitrinele magazinelor de pe Bulevardul Magheru. Asa cum mergea, imbracată in costumul dintr-un material extrem de fin, alb cu dungi roz si gri, ai fi...
The Giaour (Vampiric Extract)
de George Gordon Noel Byron
A turban carved in coarsest stone, A pillar with rank weeds o\'ergrown, Whereon can now be scarcely read The Koran verse that mourns the dead, Point out the spot where Hassan fell A victim in that...
The pot of flowers
de Théophile Gautier
Sometimes a small boy finds a tiny seed And takes a porcelain pot whose colours charm His eye to serve as a garden-bed, Where monstrous blossoms and blue dragons swarm. He goes away. Down snakes the...
The Rime of the Ancient Mariner
de Samuel Taylor Coleridge
PART THE FIRST. It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. “By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, Now wherefore stopp’st thou me?” “The Bridegroom’s doors are opened wide, And I am...
The Little Mermaid
de Radu Herinean
The Little Mermaid - - - - by Hans Christian Andersen Far out in the ocean, where the water is as blue as the prettiest cornflower, cornflower, and as clear as the purest glass. But it is very deep...
PARADISE LOST -- Book IX
de John Milton
Book IX No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us\'d, To sit indulgent, and with him partake Rural repast; permitting him the while Venial discourse...