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... Me
Grow old along with me
The best is yet to be
When our time has come
We will be as one
God bless our love
God bless our love Grow old along with me
Two branches of one tree
Face the setting sun
When the day is done
God bless our love
God bless our love
Spending our lives together
Man and wife together... |
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... loups-cerviers et de deux louveteaux.
Nous avons tous alors préparé nos couteaux,
Et, cachant nos fusils et leurs lueurs trop blanches,
Nous allions pas à pas en écartant les branches.
Trois s'arrêtent, et moi, cherchant ce qu'ils voyaient,
J'aperçois tout à coup deux yeux qui flamboyaient,
Et je vois au-del&agrav... |
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| Claude Theberge - Tulip branches... |
| 2010-10-25 09:14:10 |
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... shower i' the dust;
And now my heart is as a broken fount,
Wherein tear-drippings stagnate, spilt down ever
From the dank thoughts that shiver
Upon the sighful branches of my mind.
Such is; what is to be?
The pulp so bitter, how shall taste the rind?
I dimly guess what Time in mists confounds;
Yet ever and anon a trumpet sounds... |
| 2010-10-20 20:27:02 |
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... forets,
qui repredent sa verdure,
Et il
N'y a été jammaise dans l'herreur.
Il fies de la fair. Sans direr aucun autre personne,
Que les branches d' arbres sont fleureuses en cachette,
Et - quand les lacs ont gargoullées -
Il dégage son face de la campagne.
Il est pauvre.Il serait direr ici, c... |
| 2010-08-02 08:43:28 |
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... your self,
it can be cleansed only in that of others.
Be the tiny blade upon the grass:
greater than the spindle of the whole world's mass.
O you machines, birds, tree-branches, constellations!
Our barren mother cries out for a child.
My friend, you dear, you most beloved friend,
whether it comes in horror or in grandeur,
it is no shriek of ... |
| 2010-04-27 00:06:45 |
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Vincent Van Gogh néhány szép képe a sok közül:
Blossoming Chestnut Branches
Boulevard De Clichy
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| 2010-04-14 19:19:10 |
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... be; and not a soul to tell
Why thou art desolate, can e'er return.
O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede
Of marble men and maidens overwrought,
With forest branches and the trodden weed;
Thou, silent form! dost tease us out of thought
As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral!
When old age shall this generation waste,
Thou shalt remain, in mi... |
| 2010-03-18 20:06:24 |
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... strum,
And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum.
The last of leaves fell from the trees
And clung to a new love's breast.
The branches bare like a banjo played
To the winds that listened best.
I gazed down in the river's mirror
And watched its winding strum.
The water smooth ran like a hymn... |
| 2010-02-27 11:51:22 |
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... * Original Masters (1985)
* Crest of a Knave (1987)
* Rock Island (1989... |
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