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2013-11-15 11:27:53 |
| Masters, Edgar Lee: A Spoon River-i holtak - Jacob Goodpasture (Spoon River Anthology - Jacob Goodpasture Magyar nyelven Spoon River Anthology - Jacob Goodpasture (Angol) When Fort Sumter fell and the war came I cried out in bitterness of soul: "O glorious republic now no more!" When they buried my soldier son To the call of trumpets and the sound of drums... |
| w |
2011-11-08 18:41:09 |
| Walt Whitman - Song of Myself - 43 I do not despise you priests, all time, the world over, My faith is the greatest of faiths and the least of faiths, Enclosing worship ancient and modern and all between ancient and modern, Believing I shall come again upon the earth after five thousand years, Waiting responses from oracles, honoring the god... |
| szeretettel |
2011-08-08 12:49:06 |
| " Az emberi szív szeretetből áll össze, Adok ma egy darabot neked is belőle. Nem félek, hogy elfogy, hisz nekem is adnak, Ezért van értelme minden egyes napnak." ... |
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2011-04-02 07:23:38 |
| The Golden Year (Angol) Well, you shall have that song which Leonard wrote: It was last summer on a tour in Wales: Old James was with me: we that day had been Up Snowdon; and I wish'd for Leonard there, And found him in Llanberis: then we crost Between the lakes, and clamber'd half-way up The counterside; and that same song of his... |
| by Matthew Arnold |
2011-02-11 15:35:51 |
| The Scholar Gypsy by Matthew Arnold Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy wistful flock unfed, Nor let thy bawling fellows rack their throats, Nor the cropped herbage shoot another head. But when the fields are still, And the tired men and dogs all gone to rest, And only the white sheep are sometimes... |
| Matthew Arnold (1822 - 1888) |
2011-02-11 15:35:05 |
| Growing Old by Matthew Arnold What is it to grow old? Is it to lose the glory of the form, The lustre of the eye? Is it for beauty to forego her wreath? Yes, but not for this alone. Is it to feel our strength— Not our bloom only, but our strength—decay? Is it to feel each limb Grow stiffer, every function less exact, Each nerve more weakly strung? Yes,... |
| Csokonai Vitéz Mihály: A tolvaj isten, vagy az a crimen rapt |
2010-12-19 18:22:02 |
| Hajdan a régi világnak Volt egy híres istene, Ma stuccer kompanistának Legjobban beillene. De megholt post Christum natum Egynehány esztendővel, Nem jut eszembe a datum, Eggyel-é vagy kettővel. Ez a mindenhatóságot Ez egybe helyeztette, Hogy a szűz ártatlanságot, Tört s szakadt, elejtette. Szerelmes hajlandósága Szerette a szépeket, Isteni szent csalárdsága Meggyőzte szegé... |
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2010-07-27 06:33:09 |
| Whitman, Walt: Most (As I Walk These Broad, Majestic Days Magyar nyelven) As I Walk These Broad, Majestic Days (Angol) As I walk these broad, majestic days of peace, (For the war, the struggle of blood finished, wherein, terrific Ideal! Against vast odds, having gloriously won, Now thou stridest on - yet perhaps in time toward denser wars, Perhaps to engage in time i... |
| Edgar Allan P |
2010-06-08 08:42:46 |
| Edgar Allan Poe The Coliseum Type of the antique Rome! Rich reliquary Of lofty contemplation left to Time By buried centuries of pomp and power! At length- at length- after so many days Of weary pilgrimage and burning thirst, (Thirst for the springs of lore that in thee lie,) I kneel, an altered and an humble man, Amid thy shadows, and so drink within... |
| x |
2010-06-01 03:57:51 |
| Eliot, T. S.: A macska neve (The Naming of Cats in Hungarian) The Naming of Cats (English) The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter, It isn't just one of your holiday games; You may think at first I'm as mad as a hatter When I tell you, a cat must have THREE DIFFERENT NAMES. First of all, there's the name that the family use daily, Such... |
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