sweets to the sweet.

Jan 15, 2009 23:49

robert frost )

avi, auguri, en, ц

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malinskaya January 15 2009, 21:24:32 UTC
поздравляю вашу маму!
здоровья наикрепчайшего, света, тепла, благополучия!

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subbotano4 January 15 2009, 22:57:03 UTC
я дожалась)потрясающе просто-не зря ждала!спасибо, что hазместили-а то бы в неведении, стихотворение вообще

вот еще нашла из него прекрасное

Good Hours

I had for my winter evening walk--
No one at all with whom to talk,
But I had the cottages in a row
Up to their shining eyes in snow.

And I thought I had the folk within:
I had the sound of a violin;
I had a glimpse through curtain laces
Of youthful forms and youthful faces.

I had such company outward bound.
I went till there were no cottages found.
I turned and repented, but coming back
I saw no window but that was black.

Over the snow my creaking feet
Disturbed the slumbering village street
Like profanation, by your leave,
At ten o'clock of a winter eve.

столько много у него интересного)

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ledydy January 16 2009, 06:58:30 UTC
маму поздравляю!

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офф a_r_h_i_v February 5 2009, 23:09:16 UTC

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