mandag 2. juli 2012

Hello how are you ???



" Why do your eyes so glare on me ?"
" They are your pretty face to see,"
" Why do your ears so long appear?"
" They are your pretty voice to hear."



When in love or law we fail;
Trifles to the great commend,
Trifles make proud beauty bend;
Trifles prompt the poet's strain,
Trifles oft distract the brain;
Trifles, trifles more or less,
Give us, or withhold success;
Trifles, when we hope, can cheer,
Trifles smite us when we fear;
All the flames that lovers know,
Trifles quench and trifles blow.




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