"Horse Racing 4" – 2490 rezultate
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Born in his hometown Constanta, Tomis Boulevard 310 from a peasant family , his father being jokeu stud horse Mangalia , turn from a family of horse breeders village Lucina PROTV broadcast television . His mother was a very religious woman educating his son before educators and teachers , knowing the alphabet and read it before he go to kindergarten . Reading the newspapers every day to the elders at the gate. Starting kindergarten classes, already his mother teaches arithmetic and math , so his son years in a row only take first prize every year in courses taken at the secondary school in the town of Ovidiu, where his parents moved . His mother dies at her birthday on 5 november 1978, after his father married with a vicious woman practicing prostitution to place Herringbone of Wheat. In 1984 begins Industrial High School Marina of Constanta, under the tutelage of the Ministry of National Defense, where parallel attends the Higher Institute of Information , specialty Psychology -...
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John Keats
John Keats was born on 31 October 1795 (probably), first child of Thomas Keats and Frances Jennings Keats, who had apparently eloped1. Everything was pretty ordinary for all concerned for a while--the Keatses had three more sons (George and Thomas, plus Edward who died as a baby) and one daughter, Frances, by 1803. That was also the year when John went away to school at Enfield. In 1804, John\'s father was killed in a fall from a horse. Just over two months later, for mysterious reasons, Frances remarried, to a London bank clerk named William Rawlings. Frances quickly decided she\'d made some sort of terrible error and left, taking nothing with her since the laws of the time decreed that all her property and even her children belonged to her husband. Frances\' mother, Alice, swept in and took custody of the children, but she could do nothing about the Swan and Hoop, which Rawlings sold immediately before disappearing. It was around this time that John became prone to fistfights, which...
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Martin Booth
Martin Booth (7 September 1944 - 12 February 2004) was a prolific British novelist and poet. He also worked as a teacher and screenwriter, and was the founder of the Sceptre Press Booth was born in Lancashire, but was brought up mainly in Hong Kong, which he left in 1964. Paper Pennies and Other Poems (1967) Supplication to the Himalayas. A Poem and Sketch (1968) In the Yenan Caves (1969) A Winnowing of Silence (1971) (poems) Pilgrims and Petitions (1971) The Crying Embers (1971) (poems) On the Death of Archdeacon Broix (1971) James Elroy Flecker, Unpublished Poems and Drafts (1971) (editor) White (1971) In Her Hands (1973) (poem) Teller: Four Poems (1973) Brevities (1974) (poems) Hands Twining Grasses (1974) (poems) Spawning The Os (1974) Yogh (1974) (poems) Snath (1975) Two Boys and a Girl, Playing in a Churchyard (1975) (poem) Stalks of Jade: Renderings of early Chinese erotic verse (1976) Horse and Rider, a poem (1976) The Book of Cats (1977) (editor with George MacBeth) Extending...
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William Diehl
William Diehl (December 4, 1924 – November 24, 2006) was an American novelist and photojournalist. Diehl was fifty years old and already a successful photographer and journalist when he decided he had not heeded his life calling. The day after his 50th birthday he began his first novel, Sharky's Machine, which was made into a movie directed by and starring Burt Reynolds. Diehl later completed eight more novels, including Primal Fear, which became a movie by the same name starring Richard Gere and Edward Norton. Diehl died at Emory University Hospital in Atlanta, Georgia on November 24, 2006, of an aortic aneurism. He was a resident of Woodstock, Georgia at the time of his death and was working on his tenth novel. Bibliography Sharky's Machine (1978) Chameleon (1981) Hooligans (1984) Thai Horse (1987) 27 (1990) The Hunt [aka 27] (1990) Primal Fear (1992)† Show Of Evil (1995)† Reign in Hell (1997)† Eureka (2002)
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hose armando pablo
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horsa ionut
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hose pablo
Această poezie ați fi vrut s-o scrieți voi De fapt nici nu este o poezie ca atare Este un mesaj de adio pentru comunitățile Acestea literare on on on_line Treabă e că îmi merge foarte prost Și trebuie să iau niște măsuri… urgent să fac ceva Evident că mulți dintre voi nici nu știu nimic despre mine Eu am doozeci de ani și nu nu … nu sunt fain. Acum o lună mi s-a născut o soră Familia mea are clipe frumoase dar și complicate totodat’ Crize financiare uneori chiar se ajunge la depresii din această cauză Deci eu acuma m-am dezis de internet Să contribui și eu la revenirea financiară [câtusi de puțin] a familiei Spre ușurarea unora sau nefericirea altora: Nu voi mai fi aproape deloc pe net Nu voi posta nimic deși aș vrea mult [Cu siguranță din când în când voi trece pe la net-cafe] Îmi iau rămas bun de la prietenii mei cyber Sau mai bine zis de la prietenii mei cu care Comunic mai mult pe net Să fiți liniștiți cu toții / cuminți Priviți frumos viitorul / bucurați-vă Să citiți neapărat pe...
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Horst Samson
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Frank House
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Ștefania David
membră Zona Nouă membră The Chocolate House "dacă universul viselor, pe care îl numim lume, este aidoma unei case pe a cărei poartă pătrundem stăpâniți de deruta lunaticului, literaturile, la rândul lor, se aseamănă cu ceasurile de perete atârnate în odăile acestei case, ale cărei rosturi dorim să le deprindem. Acum: 1. Este absurd să afirmi că unul sau altul dintre ceasurile cu tic-tac aflate în odăile acestei case a viselor arată sau nu ora care se cuvine. 2. La fel de absurd este să afirmi că vreunul dintre ceasurile din odăile cu pricina se află cu cinci ore înaintea altuia, pentru că, potrivit aceleiași logici, se poate, totodată, deduce că același ceas este cu șapte ore în urmă. 3. Este la fel de absurd să chibzuiești că cel de-al doilea ceas îl imită pe primul, pornind de la faptul că, la un timp oarecare după ce unul dintre ceasuri indică ora nouă și treizeci și cinci de minute, alt ceas din casă indică tot ora nouă și treizeci și cinci de minute." Orhan Pamuk - Cartea neagră
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Proverbs of Hell
de William Blake
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy. Drive your cart and your plough over the bones of the dead. The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom. Prudence is a rich, ugly old maid...
The Axe Helve
de Robert Frost
I\'ve known ere now an interfering branch Of alder catch my lifted axe behind me. But that was in the woods, to hold my hand From striking at another alder\'s roots, And that was, as I say, an alder...
Random love
de Petrescu Catalin Andrei
Random love The talking lives of the fisherman The greenleaved tides in flesh, Raging by the hazily rodgered starfall For seen horses lie With no more lovers than the sea
IReverSYBIL
de dorinMOLDOVEANU
FADE IN: INT. EMPTY ROOM: Nothing happens for about 10 minutes. INT. SAME ROOM, BUT NOW IS DECORATED WITH OLD NAKED MALES ON BEDS: UGLY OLD MALE: I always thought of my mum as a good woman. VERY UGLY...
waterloo horse
de Adam Rares-Andrei
când porți două lumi nu e ca și când ți-ai așeza mâinile pe spatele unui cal dintr-un cal iese un alt cal și mai aprig și mai vânjos iar tu îți așezi mâinile pe spatele său el are o burtă imensă care...
Balada puscariei din Reading
de Oscar Wilde
In Memoriam C.T.W. Sometime Trooper of The Royal Horse Guards. Obiit H.M. Prison, Reading, Berkshire, July 7th, 1896 I N-avea pe el o purpurie mantie, Caci sangele si vinul rosii sunt, Si vin si...
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
de Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a...
STOPPING BY WOODS ON A SNOWY EVENING
de Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know . His house is in the village though ; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow . My little horse must think is queer To stop without...
Earth\'s Immortalities
de Robert Browning
FAME. See, as the prettiest graves will do in time, Our poet\'s wants the freshness of its prime; Spite of the sexton\'s browsing horse, the sods Have struggled through its binding osier rods;...
Pe plaja de la Pescărie
de Ioan-Mircea Popovici
Vorba mea de la început este Întru bucurie, să fie! I'm a right and green horse Pentru arta de-a fi "Întru bucurie" încap toţi într-o pălărie de la Pescărie. Dacă personajele trebuie să se simtă bine...
