Delicate mother Kangaroo Sitting up there rabbit-wise, but huge, plump-weighted, And lifting her beautiful slender face, oh! so much more gently and finely lined than a rabbit's, or than a hare's, Lifting her face to nibble at a …
Creeps in half wanton, half asleep, One with a fat wide hairless face. He likes love-music that is cheap; Likes women in a crowded place; And wants to hear the noise they’re making. Destul de vesel, dar cam …
The mosquito knows full well, small as he is he’s a beast of prey. but after all he only takes his bellyful, he doesn’t put my blood in the bank.Mărunt cum e, țânțarul multe prea bine știe Că-i …
The glory of the beauty of the morning, - The cuckoo crying over the untouched dew; The blackbird that has found it, and the dove That tempts me on to something sweeter than love; White clouds ranged even …
One road leads to London, One road leads to Wales, My road leads me seawards To the white dipping sails. Un drum duce la Londra, Spre Wales un altul duce; Al meu spre mări cu albe Catarguri face …
When you have wearied of the valiant spires of this County Town, Of its wide white streets and glistening museums, and black monastic walls, Of its red motors and lumbering trains, and self-sufficient people, I will take you …
E un noroc dacă nu are şi reţeta atâtea greşeli :)
Over that morn hung heaviness, until, Near sunless noon, we heard the ship's bell beating A melancholy staccato on dead metal; Saw the bare-footed watch come running aft; Felt, far below, the sudden telegraph jangle Its harsh metallic …
My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a water'd shoot; My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit; My heart is like a rainbow shell That paddles in a …
Too soothe and mild your lowland airs for one whose hope is gone: I'm think of the little tarn, Brown, very lone.Prea blândă-i boarea-ți de câmpie. Să sper e prea târziu; Visez un iezer singuratic Micuț și cafeniu. …
Row till the land dip 'neath The sea from view. Row till a land peep up, A home for you. Vâslește până țărmul șui E înghițit de mare. Vâslește până țărmul tău Apare-n depărtare.Row till the mast sing …
Hi! Handsome hunting man, Fire your little gun, Bang! Now that animal Is dead and dumb and done. Never more to peep again, creep again, leap again, Eat or sleep or drink again, oh, what fun! Bună! Chipeș …
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Come, no more of grief and dying! Sing the time too swiftly flying. Just an hour Youth's in flower, Give me roses to remember In the shadow of December. Nu te mai văita și nu mai geme, Proslăvește-n …
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