| ccCcc |
2019-02-13 03:58:55 |
| https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XKm5FjxpkdI" target="_blank"> Nile - The Eye Of Ra https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4V56n95wW0I" target="_blank"> Nile - Khetti Satha Shemsu https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gPY7hoxNpMM" target="_blank"> Nile - Unas Slayer Of The Gods https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ujPijxXubw" target=... |
| ooOoo |
2019-01-29 09:34:16 |
| Dolphi bácsi sem fiatalodik már... Hamarabb elfárad... - Ez már harciszellem, katona! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GQHyCANc74g" target="_blank"> https://kepkuldes.com/images/68ee3b60a6a5c490807a372d9b028a17.jpg Inkább "varázsolni" fogok... Hü-hü-hűűűm... x'D Hívtak kajálni az előbb, mert bűnmegelőzési csoportosdit játszott a Sárkány [Mérleg], anyucim,... |
| Ted Hughes versei |
2013-11-18 16:42:28 |
| TED HUGHES - ............ ................... ...............................................http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x48/nujoyja/welcome.gif[/link... |
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2013-11-15 15:34:49 |
| Hughes, Ted: A farkasok üvöltése (The howling of Wolves Magyar nyelven) The howling of Wolves (Angol) Is without world. What are they dragging up and out on their long leashes of sound That dissolve in the mid-air silence? Then crying of a baby, in this forest of starving silences, Brings the wolves running. Tuning of a violin, in this forest d... |
| Romhányi József: Körkérdés kutyákhoz: miért ugatják a telih |
2013-10-06 18:03:32 |
| Magyar kuvasz: - Úgy tudja, ezt nálunk meg sem engedik? Csaholhatom reggelig! Magát rosszul informálták, azt hiszem, mert ugatni szabad nálunk, csak harapni nem! Orosz lajka: - Hogy ne nőjön! Nincs rá keret. Vakkantgatom csak a felet, mert látom, már mértéktartó. N... |
| Joseph Addison (1672-1719) |
2011-02-20 11:17:32 |
| TO MR. DRYDEN by: Joseph Addison (1672-1719) OW long, great Poet, shall thy sacred lays Provoke our wonder, and transcend our praise? Can eneither injuries of time, or age, Damp thy poetic heat, and quench thy rage? No so thy Ovid in his exile wrote, Grief chill'd his breast,and check'd his rising thought: Pensive and sad, his drooping Muse betrays The Roman genius in... |
| Emily Bronte 1818-1848 |
2011-02-20 10:47:22 |
| MY COMFORTER by: Emily Brontë (1818-1848) ELL hast thou spoken, and yet not taught A feeling strange or new; Thou hast but roused a latent thought, A cloud-closed beam of sunshine brought To gleam in open view. Deep down, concealed within my soul, That light lies hid from men; Yet glows unquenched--though shadows roll, Its gentle ray cannot control-- About the su... |
| East London by Matthew Arnold |
2011-02-11 15:44:55 |
| East London by Matthew Arnold 'Twas August, and the fierce sun overhead Smote on the squalid streets of Bethnal Green, And the pale weaver, through his windows seen In Spitalfields, looked thrice dispirited. I met a preacher there I knew, and said: "Ill and o'erworked, how fare you in this scene?"— "Bravely!" said he; "for I of late have been Much cheered with though... |
| The Forsaken Merman by Matthew |
2011-02-11 15:39:50 |
| The Forsaken Merman by Matthew Arnold Come, dear children, let us away; Down and away below! Now my brothers call from the bay, Now the great winds shoreward blow, Now the salt tides seaward flow; Now the wild white horses play, Champ and chafe and toss in the spray. Children dear, let us away! This way, this way! Call her once before you go— Call once yet! In... |
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