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AJAnkh Joker
They tell us that suicide is the greatest piece of cowardice... that suicide is wrong; when it is quite obvious that there is nothing in the world to which every man has a more unassailable title than to his own life and person. Hi
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Christina Rossetti
Christina Georgina Rossetti, one of the most important women poets writing in nineteenth-century England, was born in London December 5, 1830, to Gabriele and Frances (Polidori) Rossetti. Although her fundamentally religious temperament was closer to her mother\'s, this youngest member of a remarkable family of poets, artists, and critics inherited many of her artistic tendencies from her father. Judging from somewhat idealized sketches made by her brother Dante, Christina as a teenager seems to have been quite attractive if not beautiful. In 1848 she became engaged to James Collinson, one of the minor Pre-Raphaelite brethren, but the engagement ended after he reverted to Roman Catholicism. When Professor Rossetti\'s failing health and eyesight forced him into retirement in 1853, Christina and her mother attempted to support the family by starting a day school, but had to give it up after a year or so. Thereafter she led a very retiring life, interrupted by a recurring illness which...
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SCSamuel Taylor Coleridge
Samuel Taylor "Estese" Coleridge (1772-1834) Samuel Taylor Coleridge was born in Ottery St. Mary on 21 October 1772, youngest of the ten children of John Coleridge, a minister, and Ann Bowden Coleridge. He was often bullied as a child by Frank, the next youngest, and his mother was apparently a bit distant, so it was no surprise when Col1 ran away at age seven. He was found early the next morning by a neighbor, but the events of his night outdoors frequently showed up in imagery in his poems (and his nightmares) as well as the notebooks he kept for most of his adult life. John Coleridge died in 1781, and Col was sent away to a London charity school for children of the clergy. He stayed with his maternal uncle2. Col was really quite a prodigy; he devoured books and eventually earned first place in his class. His brother Luke died in 1790 and his only sister Ann in 1791, inspiring Col to write "Monody," one of his first poems, in which he likens himself to Thomas Chatterton3. Col was...
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RSRobert Louis Stevenson
13 noiembrie 1850 - 3 decembrie 1894 Robert Louis Stevenson was born to Thomas and Margaret Isabella Balfour Stevenson in Edinburgh on 13 November 1850. From the beginning he was sickly. Through much of his childhood he was attended by his faithful nurse, Alison Cunningham, known as Cummy in the family circle. She told him morbid stories about the Covenanters (the Scots Presbyterian martyrs), read aloud to him Victorian penny-serial novels, Bible stories, and the Psalms, and drilled the catechism into him, all with his parents' approval. Thomas Stevenson was quite a storyteller himself, and his wife doted on their only child, sitting in admiration while her precocious son expounded on religious dogma. Stevenson inevitably reacted to the morbidity of his religious education and to the stiffness of his family's middle-class values, but that rebellion would come only after he entered Edinburgh University.
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ITIoan Tițian
Prenume: Ioan Nume: Tițian email: maa_eendo@yahoo.com Photo: by Me ... 1 Does the Eagle know what is in the pit? 2 Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? 3 Can Wisdom be put in a silver rod? 4 Or Love in a golden bowl? (by W. Blake) ... I ne'er was struck before that hour With love so sudden and so sweet. Her face it bloomed like a sweet flower And stole my heart away complete. My face turned pale, a deadly pale. My legs refused to walk away, And when she looked what could I ail My life and all seemed turned to clay. And then my blood rushed to my face And took my eyesight quite away. The trees and bushes round the place Seemed midnight at noonday. I could not see a single thing, Words from my eyes did start. They spoke as chords do from the string, And blood burnt round my heart. Are flowers the winter's choice Is love's bed always snow She seemed to hear my silent voice Not love appeals to know. I never saw so sweet a face As that I stood before. My heart has left its dwelling place And can...
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Liber, IV
de Caius Valerius Catullus
PHASELVS ille, quem uidetis, hospites, ait fuisse nauium celerrimus, neque ullius natantis impetum trabis nequisse praeterire, siue palmulis opus foret uolare siue linteo. et hoc negat minacis...
Îngeri de zi
de holobaca gheorghe
Prin livezi aiurează vârtejuri de lujeri. Ca-n Stupul lui Cela se risipesc visele pe falezele de care se sparg valuri de plânset. Ura se coace în lut cum culorile în coada păunilor. Abel vâslește pe...
Crei que te vas
de Florin DeRoxas
crei que te perdi, que te vas y nunca regreses a mi. no puedo contar lo que senti cuando vi que no es como crei, que tu te vas de mi. me puse mi mejor sonrisa y sali a acogerte para que no sepas que...
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de petruta ionescu
?Por que no estas conmigo? ?Por que no djiste \"Perdon\"? ?Es tan mal saberte perdonado? ?Es tan mal decir: \"Yo tambien te comprendo, amor...\"? Yo soy tan desconcertada. No entiendo que te pasa,...
Te equivocas
de Florin DeRoxas
?piensas que fue mi intencion vivir esta decepcion de amarte a ti? si es asi, te equivocas. ?si alguien te robo el corazon piensas que yo soy el ladron? piensalo otra vez porque te equivocas. y si me...
San Martino del Carso
de Giuseppe Ungaretti
Di queste case non è rimasto che qualche brandello di muro Di tanti che mi corrispondevano non è rimasto neppure tanto Ma nel cuore nessuna croce manca E\' il mio cuore il paese più straziato
Cântic de fată neagră
de Miron-Radu Paraschivescu
- Verde que te quiero verde, Verde viento. Verde ramas. El barco sobre la mar Y el caballo en la montanna - Verde ce mi te-ndrăgesc, Verde vânt. Ramuri verzi. Luntrea pe mare Și calul pe munte...
Tu vuelo
de Florin DeRoxas
Vuela mi amor por un cielo que era azul, que no tiene mas color desde que te fuiste tu. Vuela, no te retieno, el mundo es tuyo, y si yo no fui bueno, dime, no hieres mi orgullo. Aun te amo, aunque no...
En tu mirar
de Florin DeRoxas
me perdi en tu mirar, creo que te voy amar. todo es como pense- una mirada y me enamore. tu pelo azul, tus ojos gris, a mi me hacen el mas feliz. tu voz de angel me hipnotiza, me hace llorar y me da...
Te vas (sin volver)
de Florin DeRoxas
quizas no volveras, lo se, te olvidastes que te ame. ahora quieres mas libertad y por eso me dejas en la soledad. E: te extrano tanto, no puedo creer que te vas de mi sin querer volver. aunque no te...
Valiza
de Vâță - Diénes Andrea
incep de pe acum sa impachetez fiecare dintre mine pune cate ceva in valiza sa mai golim lumea como quieres que te quiera como quieres si no estas aqui batic potrivit la o singura bluza si goliciunea...
No puedo existir
de Florin DeRoxas
fuiste la miel al anochecer, aun siento tus labios por mi piel,... pero te fuistes al amanecer, dejandome la hiel. E: pero yo no puedo existir, por que yo no puedo vivir si tu no, no estas aqui junto...
Intranchilidad
de Florin DeRoxas
no es tranchila mi alma, no es tranchilo mi corazon, te fuistes de mi y me dejastes sin amor. es una tempestad dentro de mi cabeza, que no te toca nunca- por eso reza. E: en las nubles tengo la...
?cuando cumples anos?
de Florin DeRoxas
?me dejo la suerte o parece? te llamo mucho sin respuesta, diez vidas no son suficientes, ?donde buscarte para que te encuentra? se me va el tiempo por casualidad, olvido mis pasos, de verdad, si tu...
Amores perdidos
de Florin DeRoxas
voy a revenir algun dia, a pedirte perdon, mucho mas ajeno, y triste, y enojon, aunque entonces te voy a herir mas fuerte y no vas a creer que te encontre. Voy a revenir algun dia, de mi extravio,...