"by seasons" – 1970 rezultate
0.01 secundeMeilisearchKurt Weill
Biography Early Years Kurt Weill was born on 2 March 1900 in Dessau, Germany. The son of a cantor, Weill displayed musical talent early on. By the time he was twelve, he was composing and mounting concerts and dramatic works in the hall above his family\'s quarters in the Gemeindehaus. During the First World War, the teenage Weill was conscripted as a substitute accompanist at the Dessau Court Theater. After studying theory and composition with Albert Bing, Kapellmeister of the Theater, Weill enrolled at the Berlin Hochschule für Musik, but found the conservative training and the infrequent lessons with Engelbert Humperdinck too stifling. After a season as conductor of the newly formed municipal theater in Lüdenscheid, he returned to Berlin and was accepted into Ferruccio Busoni\'s master class in composition. He supported himself through a wide range of musical occupations, from playing organ in a synagogue to piano in a Bierkeller, by tutoring students (including Claudio Arrau and...
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RWReed Whittemore
Reed Whittemore, poet, critic, jurnalist literar, profesor. S-a născut la data de 11 septembrie 1919 Născut la New Haven, Connecticut, Reed Whittemore a studiat la Universitatea Yale; actualmente este profesor la Colegiul Carleton din Northfield, Minnesota. A publicat următoarele volume de versuri: Eroi și eroine(Heroes and Heroines, 1946) Un american pleacă la plimbare(An American Takes a Walk, 1956) Selfmade Man și alte poeme(The Self-made man and Other Poems, 1959) Băiatul din Iowa(The Boy from Iowa, 1962). A editat și două periodice literare. Poetry Heroes & Heroines ([1946) An American Takes a Walk (1956) The Self-Made Man (1959) The Boy from Iowa (1962) Poems, New and Selected (1967) Fifty Poems Fifty (1970) The Mother's Breast and the Father's House (1974) The Feel of Rock: Poems of Three Decades (1982) The Past, the Future, the Present: Poems Selected and New (1990) Ten from Ten & One More (2007) The Season of Waiting: Selected Poems: 1946-2006 (Hebrew trans by Moseh Dor)...
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Cristei Ionut
Nascut 16.11.1987...ajuns unde,cum si ce sunt intamplator...
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APAlin Popa
The value of life can be measured by how many times your soul has been deeply stirred. Nu îți cere niciodată iertare pentru sentimentele pe care le afișezi. Atunci când faci acest lucru, tu îți ceri practic iertare pentru adevărul din tine. Și puțini au puterea să pună în palma altcuiva emoții, într-o lume de măști și suflete goale. Sunt puține lacrimi sincere pe pământ – Marin Preda
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AAAbdul al-Hazred
Abdul Alhazred is a fictional character created by American horror writer H. P. Lovecraft. He is the so-called "Mad Arab" credited with authoring the imaginary book Kitab al-Azif (the Necronomicon), and as such an integral part of Cthulhu Mythos lore. Despite the existence of several hoax Necronomicons, it is clear that neither Alhazred nor his book ever existed. The name Abdul Alhazred is a pseudonym that Lovecraft created in his youth, which he took on after reading 1001 Arabian Nights at the age of about five years. The name was invented either by Lovecraft, or by Albert Baker, the Phillips family lawyer. Abdul is a common Arabic name component (but never a name by itself; additionally the ending -ul and the beginning Al- are redundant), but Alhazred may allude to Hazard, a name from Lovecraft's family tree. It might also have been a pun on "all-has-read", since Lovecraft was an avid reader in youth. Abdul Alhazred is not a real Arabic name, and seems to contain the Arabic definite...
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Don McLean
Famed for -- and ultimately defined by -- his perennial \"American Pie,\" singer/songwriter Don McLean was born October 2, 1945, in New Rochelle, NY. After getting his start in the folk clubs of New York City during the mid-\'60s, McLean struggled for a number of years, building a small following through his work with Pete Seeger on the Clearwater, a sloop that sailed up and down the eastern seaboard to promote environmental causes. Still, McLean was primarily singing in elementary schools and the like when in 1970 he wrote a musical tribute to painter Vincent Van Gogh; the project was roundly rejected by a number of labels, although MediaArts did offer him a contract to record a number of his other songs under the title Tapestry. The album fared poorly, but Perry Como earned a hit with a cover of the track \"And I Love Her So,\" prompting United Artists to pick up McLean\'s contract. He returned in 1971 with American Pie; the title track, an elegiac eight-and-a-half-minute folk-pop...
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MLMina Loa
"It Suits the Poets Purpose" by RAY REESE writers would have us believe in popular mythology that women are enamored with men of power mock gladiator bluster Portofolio's Corporate corpulent physique when in fact most of the women worth the having are with men who are good with words...
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Radu Contes
The beginning of my childhood was profoundly marked by one of my grandfather’s passions – literature. For him reading, living, the writings of so many did not seem to be enough, so he began writing his own stories that still echo in my memory and in my heart. I remember that one day I went to him and asked “What are you writing about?”. Looking at me for only a second and returning his eyes at the ink stained notebook he answered: “My life”. Regretful, I confess that that was the last dialogue we had. After that I began reading, reading everything he was writing. Two years after his death, I had met someone who changed everything. I stopped reading and began writing myself. It was such a new feeling. It seemed to be never ending. It still feels. Since the first time, you may think I am exaggerating, but it really was the first time I saw her when I felt this sudden urge of writing. Words like “Thank you” seem meaningless compared to the things that you have done for me.
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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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EREnache Raluca
licenta in palavre si ganduri fara rost... nonsens...by raluca
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Sonnet XIV
de William Shakespeare
Not from the stars do I my judgment pluck; And yet methinks I have astronomy, But not to tell of good or evil luck, Of plagues, of dearths, or seasons\' quality; Nor can I fortune to brief minutes...
Why
de Emma
Why is it life so dear to us? Why is it pure,magic and thus Sparkling,hidden under mists of grass, On the ground of sky Lightened by the faithful moonly rye. However absurd this definition seems This...
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...
PARADISE LOST -- Book III
de John Milton
Book III Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firstborn, Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblam\'d? since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity,...
Sonnet LXXV
de William Shakespeare
So are you to my thoughts as food to life, Or as sweet-season\'d showers are to the ground; And for the peace of you I hold such strife As \'twixt a miser and his wealth is found; Now proud as an...
I feel the wind
de buzoianu adriana
I feel the wind blowing in my hair, I feel an indefinite pain inside, It’s Christmas night and it’s not fair Just passing by this night divine. I feel the sea with all my heart, My colour...
Reluctance
de Robert Frost
Out through the fields and the woods And over the walls I have wended; I have climbed the hills of view And looked at the world, and descended; I have come by the highway home, And lo, it is ended....
A lover\'s complaint
de William Shakespeare
FROM off a hill whose concave womb re-worded A plaintful story from a sistering vale, My spirits to attend this double voice accorded, And down I laid to list the sad-tun\'d tale; Ere long espied a...
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...
Hamlet
de William Shakespeare
HAMLET DRAMATIS PERSONAE (PAGINA 4) ACT II SCENE I A room in POLONIUS\' house. [Enter POLONIUS and REYNALDO] LORD POLONIUS Give him this money and these notes, Reynaldo. REYNALDO I will, my lord....