Как не любить тебя, СПАМ?

[crivelli]

or love in a golden bowl? the morning ride, the noonday halt, and then the veil of light of early evening the lamb
Sunday, 20 June, 2010 7:07
From:
"Caleb Greer" <...>


or love in a golden bowl?

the morning ride, the noonday halt, and then the veil of light of early evening

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i am set to light the ground, too soon! too soon! but the poet listened and smiled, for he that an emmet lost it's way
Sunday, 20 June, 2010 6:00
From:
"Nona Mock" determinePV собака wikipedia.org (один адрес дорогого стоит да и имя прекрасно)


i am set to light the ground, too soon! too soon! but the poet listened and smiled, for he

that an emmet lost it's way starry jealousy does keep my den "manuela of la torre,"-- starry jealousy does keep my den

Заодно выучила новое слово: никогда не знала, что emmet=ant:-)

Re: Сегодняшнее пополнение:

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я тоже! ну вот, а я подумала - Robert Emmet, ирл повстанец в 1803!

все мы знали, только забыли, emmet <- Blake

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A Dream

Once a dream did weave a shade
O'er my Angel-guarded bed,
That an Emmet lost its way
Where on grass methought I lay.

Troubled, 'wilder'd, and forlorn,
Dark, benighted, travel-worn,
Over many a tangled spray,
All heart-broken I heard her say:

``O, my children! do they cry?
Do they hear their father sigh?
Now they look abroad to see:
Now return and weep for me.''

Pitying, I drop'd a tear;
But I saw a glow-worm near,
Who replied: ``What wailing wight
Calls the watchman of the night?

``I am set to light the ground,
While the beetle goes his round:
Follow now the beetle's hum;
Little wanderer, hie thee home.''