"Walking Fall" – 174 rezultate
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ASAnna Sewell
Anna Sewell (30 March 1820 – 25 April 1878) was an English novelist, best known as the author of the classic novel Black Beauty. Anna Mary Sewell was born in Great Yarmouth, Norfolk, England into a devoutly Quaker family. Her father was Isaac Phillip Sewell (1793-1879), and her mother, Mary Wright Sewell (1798 - 1884) was a successful author of children's books. Anna Sewell had one sibling, a younger brother named Philip Sewell. Anna Sewell was largely educated at home. When Anna was twelve years old, the family moved to Stoke Newington, where Sewell attended school for the first time. Two years later, however, she slipped while walking home from school and severely injured both of her ankles. Her father took a job in Brighton in 1836, partly in the hope that the climate there would help to cure her. Despite this, and most likely because of mistreatment of her injury, for the rest of her life Anna was unable to stand without a crutch or to walk for any length of time. For greater...
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WWWilliam Wordsworth
William Wordsworth was born on April 17, 1770 in Cockermouth, Cumberland, in the Lake District. His father was John Wordsworth, Sir James Lowther\'s attorney. The magnificent landscape deeply affected Wordsworth\'s imagination and gave him a love of nature. He lost his mother when he was eight and five years later his father. The domestic problems separated Wordsworth from his beloved and neurotic sister Dorothy, who was a very important person in his life. With the help of his two uncles, Wordsworth entered a local school and continued his studies at Cambridge University. Wordsworth made his debut as a writer in 1787, when he published a sonnet in The European Magazine . In that same year he entered St. John\'s College, Cambridge, from where he took his B.A. in 1791. During a summer vacation in 1790 Wordsworth went on a walking tour through revolutionary France and also traveled in Switzerland. On his second journey in France, Wordsworth had an affair with a French girl, Annette...
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TSTaneda Santôka
Taneda Santōka, birth name: Taneda Shōichi; 3 December 1882 - 11 October 1940) was the pen-name of a Japanese author and haiku poet. He is known for his free verse haiku. Santoka, an ordained Zen priest, after spending most of his life wandering all over the country as a begging monk, chose to settle in Matsuyama only to die 10 months later. The humble cottage where he dwelt -- Isso-an (A Blade of Grass Hermitage) is preserved north of Ehime University. His books and documents are also preserved in Shiki Memorial Museum. "In February of 1929 I received ordination as a monk and became resident priest at Mitori Kannon-do in the countryside of Kumamoto Prefecture. It was truly a solitary forest life (sanrin dokuju); as for quietness it was quiet, as for loneliness it was lonely -- such a life it was." (Taneda Santoka - from "Sômokutô") The Zen he was ultimately to practice, however, though traditional, was unusual. It was the Zen of solitary walking. The open road was to become...
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The Wood-Pile
de Robert Frost
Out walking in the frozen swamp one gray day I paused and said, \'I will turn back from here. No, I will go on farther- and we shall see\'. The hard snow held me, save where now and then One foot...
A murder of one
de Radu Herinean
Blue morning Blue morning Wrapped in strands of fist and bone Curiosity, Kitten, doesn\'t have to mean you\'re on your own Your can look outside your window He doesn\'t have to know We can talk...
Către cititori
de Lucian Blaga
Către cititori Aici e casa mea. Dincolo soarele și grădină cu stupi. Voi treceți pe drum, vă uitați printre gratii de poartă și așteptați să vorbesc. - De unde să-ncep? Credeți-mă, credeți-mă, despre...
Chase your song
de Florea Ana-Maria
It was raining, again- it was normal and expected. Thoughts were sailing through the rain, trying not to get wet, not to be stopped by the strong,wicked clouds. It was the kind of night in which you...
Carte haiku
de Cristina-Monica Moldoveanu
Conținutul (strict versurile, imaginile fotohaiku fac parte dintre cele postate de mine mai demult pe acest site) cărții mele de haiku Umbra unui fluture, publicată în februarie la Editura PIM....
PARADISE LOST -- Book X
de John Milton
Book X Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted Eve, Her husband she, to taste the fatal fruit, Was known in Heaven; for what...
Mending Wall
de Robert Frost
Something there is that doesn\'t love a wall, That sends the frozen ground swell under it, And spills the upper boulders in the sun; ANd makes gaps even two can pass abreast. The work of hunters is...
The Hollow Men
de T.S. Eliot
I We are the hollow men We are the stuffed men Leaning together Headpiece filled with straw. Alas! Our dried voices, when We whisper together Are quiet and meaningless As wind in dry grass Or rats\'...
WALKING IN LIGHT
de Floriana Pachia
I first halted on the riverbank staring before and behind at the myriad signs sprung like grass blades along the walks of life I left behind a harbor a sunny seashore and people up and about renting...
walking on clouds
de andreea enea
Imagini fade, norii in talpi, vreau sa simt atingerea unui inger... Traiesc in aer, simt cum zbor peste cer.Astept vibrari de sunete, ma inalt langa tine, trecand de fulgere si tunete... Avem norii...
mopete walking on the park
de liviu dascalu
mopete si-a luat intr-o buna zi pisicainele si s-a dus in parc mopete stia ca a merge in parc inseamna in definitiv sa dai un cec in alb reveriei amin- tirii despre moarte in plus nu se simtea asa de...
Sorrow And The Blue Earth Of Nevermore
de Alin Niculae
Walking under the velvet skies of my dream I wonder about what the dark raven said And begin to fade in my sleep Down where the crossroads are turning And where the shadows are growing behind the...
Moon kiss
de Andrei Tudora
We were walking in the park Holding hands, late at night. We were alone, it wasn’t dark, We had the moon, we had our light. And then, she stoped and looked at me, The full moon was shining above, I...
The blinding pearl
de Vlad Stangu
She was walking black on the large road in the sleepy sun. Just admiring the dirt in the sky. Happenings. A suicidal king butterfly landed on her holly hand. Just like that. Simple as death. Then she...
Vînătorul de recompense
de Philip K. Dick
And still I dream he treads the lawn Walking ghostly in the dew. Piereed by my glad singing through. YEATS AUCKLAND O broască țestoasă, dăruită în 1777 de căpitanul Cook regelui din Tonga, a murit...
Tai Pei
de Ana
Midnight. Blackest sky Outside my window I can see A stranger people Walking the streets. But this is not my home. I am a the stranger here With no language,but my pen. I have no Lover, Only my pen...
Îndrăgostiți
de Henriette Berge
Teiul dragostei- sărutul umblă desculț tineri de mână. Linden tree of love- the kiss is walking barefoot youngers hand in hand.