"Speak white" – 178 rezultate
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MLMichèle Lalonde
Michèle Lalonde est une écrivaine, poète, dramaturge et essayiste québécoise née à Montréal, le 28 juillet 1937. Ses ouvrages se concentrent sur l’identité québécoise. Elle a écrit le fameux poème Speak white vers 1970, qu'elle lut à La Nuit de la poésie 27 mars 1970, basé sur l’injure utilisée par les anglophones envers les francophones du Canada quand la langue française était utilisée en public. 1958 - Songe de la fiancée détruite 1959 - Geôles 1967 - Terre des hommes 1979 - Portée disparue 1980 - Métaphore pour un nouveau monde
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IMIulia Diana Mihai
Biografia mea se scrie as we speak.
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andra picincu
I started to develop my skills relevant to the business field and PR when I worked as a virtual assistant and, later, as a journalist. My studies on public relations in marketing, advertising techniques and guidelines on various issues have been promoted by well known publications worldwide, including USA Today and HealthCare.com. I have degrees in human resources management, business communication, PR, Banking and Finances, business administration and certificates in trauma and stress management. I speak four languages and I’m motivated to do my best. I have the drive and motivation to do my very best every day. I dedicated my time to improve my skills and knowledge, achieving several degrees in business and communication, although I am very young. I have the best qualifications, being responsible, friendly, having good communication and interpersonal skills. I can handle people with high temper satisfactorily and I can work under pressure.
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ANandrei nicolescu
sunt un fel de zeu pentru voi
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LGLars Gustafsson
Lars Gustafsson, född 17 maj 1936 i Västerås i Västmanlands län, är en svensk filosof, författare och poet. År 1982 bosatte han sig i Austin i Texas i USA, men återvände 2006 till Sverige. Han bor nu på Södermalm i Stockholm. Lars Gustafsson studerade litteraturhistoria, estetik, sociologi och filosofi vid Uppsala universitet samt blev filosofie licentiat. Med avhandlingen Språk och lögn blev han doktor i Uppsala 1978. Han var redaktör för BLM 1962-1972 samt är ledamot av Akademie der Wissenschaften und der Literatur i Mainz och Akademie der Künste i Berlin. Vid University of Texas at Austin arbetade han som professor i germanska studier och filosofi fram till maj 2006. Gustafsson är känd som betydande romanförfattare och lyriker. Bland hans mer berömda verk kan räknas pentalogin "Sprickorna i muren", bestående av de fem böckerna "Herr Gustafsson själv", "Yllet", "Familjefesten", "Sigismund" och "En biodlares död", vilka alla kan sägas spegla alternativa liv för författaren själv....
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Sonet CXXX de William Shakespeare
de Cristian Vasiliu
Sub pleoape nu i se ascunde-un soare, Mărgeanul de pe buze i-a pălit, De-i albă neaua, sânul ei îmi pare Posomorât iar păru-i - de-antracit; Petala roze-i alb-trandafirie Și fragedă, cum nu-i al ei...
Sonet CXXX
de William Shakespeare
Sub pleoape nu i se ascunde-un soare, Mărgeanul de pe buze i-a pălit, De-i albă neaua, sânul ei îmi pare Posomorât iar păru-i - de-antracit; Petala roze-i alb-trandafirie Și fragedă, cum nu-i al ei...
Scrisoarea IV - vers Engleza
de Mihai Eminescu
See the tall and lonely castle mirrored in the placid lake, \'Neath those waters does its shadow through the ages never wake, Silently above the pine-tress rise its ancient rampart stark, Throwing...
to hell and back
de oana stanescu
Sometimes I feel like I’m falling appart Sometimes I’m just dying without any questions..or thoughts..or reasons.. Sometimes my head is so heavy almost like a burden how can I get rid of that single...
Ash Wednesday
de T.S. Eliot
I Because I do not hope to turn again Because I do not hope Because I do not hope to turn Desiring this man\'s gift and that man\'s scope I no longer strive to strive towards such things (Why should...
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...
Christabel
de Samuel Taylor Coleridge
PART I \'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock, And the owls have awakened the crowing cock ; Tu--whit !-- -- Tu--whoo ! And hark, again ! the crowing cock, How drowsily it crew. Sir Leoline,...
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...
Gerontion
de T.S. Eliot
Thou hast nor youth nor age But as it were an after dinner sleep Dreaming of both. HERE I am, an old man in a dry month, Being read to by a boy, waiting for rain. I was neither at the hot gates Nor...
Dracula
de Bram Stoker
Chapter 13 - Dr. Seward\'s Diary The funeral was arranged for the next succeeding day, so that Lucy and her mother might be buried together. I attended to all the ghastly formalities, and the urbane...
a dream
de dana osiac
I dream. And you are here. We speak. I look you in the eyes. They’re so brown! You look back to me. I only hear some words. My mind is blind. I only listen with my heart. That’s how it has always...
when the sky don’t keep silence
de blue
when the sky don’t keep silence everybody is asking why to be or not to be, more than you are you’ll never be. when you are or you are not you have the power to do whatever with your...
The last night that she lived
de Emily Dickinson
THE LAST night that she lived, It was a common night, Except the dying; this to us Made nature different. We noticed smallest things,— Things overlooked before, By this great light upon our minds...
perpetual red
de razvan cirezaru
the ones which, cursed, forever dwell far from the shores of the known world, sunk in the deepest pits of hell, both young and old, may once recall the touch of their immortal stare from the beyond,...
PARADISE LOST -- Book VIII
de John Milton
Book VIII The Angel ended, and in Adam\'s ear So charming left his voice, that he a while Thought him still speaking, still stood fixed to hear; Then, as new waked, thus gratefully replied. What...