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2011-05-21 19:05:35 |
Bridges, Robert: Londoni hó (London Snow in Hungarian) London Snow (English) When men were all asleep the snow came flying, In large white flakes falling on the city brown, stealthily and perpetually settling and loosely lying, Hushing the latest traffic of the drowsy town; Deadening, muffling, stifling its murmurs failing; Lazily and incessantly floatin... |
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... |
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