„The Lie” de Walter Raleigh
Go, Soul, the body’s guest, Upon a thankless arrant: Fear not to touch the best; The truth shall be thy warrant: Go, since I needs must die, And give the world the lie. Mergi, suflete, tu oaspe-al trupului, …
Go, Soul, the body’s guest, Upon a thankless arrant: Fear not to touch the best; The truth shall be thy warrant: Go, since I needs must die, And give the world the lie. Mergi, suflete, tu oaspe-al trupului, …
The song that I 'm going to sing, I hope it will give you content, Concerning a silly old nian, That was going to pay his rent.Poate v-o place-această-a mea Poveste bătrânească Despre-un moşneag ce se ducea Arenda …
Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part, Nay, I have done, you get no more of me, And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free. …
I hear some say, “This man is not in love!” “Who! can he love? a likely thing!” they say. “Read but his Verse, and it will easily prove!” O, judge not rashly, gentle Sir, I pray! Because I …
Bytuene Mershe ant Averil When spray biginneth to spring, The lutel foul hath hire wyl On hyre lud to synge: Ich libbe in love-longinge For semlokest of alle thynge, He may me blisse bringe, Icham in hire bandoun. …
Fresh Spring, the herald of loves mighty king, In whose cote-armour richly are displayd All sorts of flowres the which on earth do spring, In goodly colours gloriously arrayd, Goe to my Love, where she is carelesse layd, …
When men shall find thy flow’r, thy glory, pass, And thou with careful brow, sitting alone, Receivèd hast this message from thy glass, That tells the truth and says that All is gone; Fresh shalt thou see in …
Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I’ll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a …
Come live with me and be my Love, And we will all the pleasures prove That hills and valleys, dale and field, And all the craggy mountains yield. Hai, vino-mi, fii iubirea mea, Şi-al nostru-i tot ce ne-o …
How many paltry foolish painted Things, That now in coaches trouble every street, Shall be forgotten (whom no Poet sings) Ere they be well wrapped in their winding sheet! Where I, to thee Eternity shall give! When nothing …
Loving in truth, and fain in verse my love to show That she (dear She) might take some pleasure of my pain: Pleasure might cause her read, reading might make her know, Knowledge might pity win, and pity …
Fair is my Love and cruel as she’s fair; Her brow-shades frown, although her eyes are sunny, Her smiles are lightning, though her pride despair, And her disdains are gall, her favours honey: A modest maid, deck’d with …
The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window was Spawning snow and pink roses against it Soundlessly collateral and incompatible: World is suddener than we fancy it. Deodată odaia se făcu bogată, marea fereastră cu arcade Prăsea …
Ance mair I hail thee, thou gloomy December! Ance mair I hail thee wi' sorrow and care; Sad was the parting thou makes me remember- Parting wi' Nancy, oh, ne'er to meet mair! Fond lovers' parting is sweet, …
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