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Re: [re: arc-en-ciel] |
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eqpak () |
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Публикувано | 21.03.04 12:08 |
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лейди е заета, та ми каза аз да пусна нещо.
Water, water, every where,
And all the boards did shrink ;
Water, water, every where,
Nor any drop to drink.
The very deep did rot : O Christ !
That ever this should be !
Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs
Upon the slimy sea.
About, about, in reel and rout
The death-fires danced at night ;
The water, like a witch's oils,
Burnt green, and blue and white.
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и доста по-надолу (говори пак за същите гадинки)
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Beyond the shadow of the ship,
I watched the water-snakes :
They moved in tracks of shining white,
And when they reared, the elfish light
Fell off in hoary flakes.
Within the shadow of the ship
I watched their rich attire :
Blue, glossy green, and velvet black,
They coiled and swam ; and every track
Was a flash of golden fire.
O happy living things ! no tongue
Their beauty might declare :
A spring of love gushed from my heart,
And I blessed them unaware :
Sure my kind saint took pity on me,
And I blessed them unaware.
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Ако някой поиска и мен не ме домързи, може да натракам и превода.
health is merely the slowest possible rate at which a person can dieРедактирано от eqpak на 21.03.04 12:09.
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