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Monday, February 21, 2011
What Is In A Cruiser Apart From Vodka
WH Auden's birthday today.
Stephen Spender, John Ashbery, WH Auden. J. Brodsky
"My only desire then, as now, was to go to a greater closeness to the person I considered the greatest mind of the twentieth century: the Uistanu Hugh Auden bow to the shadows - Joseph Brodsky
WH Auden reads his own poems: "On the Circuit" "After Reading a Child's Guide to Modern Physics"
THE MORE LOVING ONE
Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference is the least
We have to dread from man or beast.
How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.
Admirer as I think I am
Of stars that do not give a damn,
I cannot, now I see them, say
I missed one terribly all day.
Were all stars to disappear or die,
I should learn to look at an empty sky
And feel its total dark sublime,
Though this might take me a little time.
September 1957
ТОТ, КТО ЛЮБИТ БОЛЬШЕ
Гляжу я на звезды and I know very well,
What sgin I - they are also bleak.
evil, indifference fades away, believe me,
Prev by what frightens man or beast.
What we say we were stars to burn
unrequited love, dumb mouth?
If equal affection can not let
be loving me more sad fall.
Funny Admirer as I think I am,
stars that do give a damn,
I hardly say that I catch her shadow
And I miss her terribly all day.
And if you happen all stars to disappear,
get used to it, I see an empty sky,
and darkness triumph I uchuyu soul,
Even though it requires a little time.
lane. Michael Feldman
Love and Cold
Looking at the stars, I know as a five-five,
What are they for me from this height do not care.
But here at the bottom of the indifference of all are kinder
Togo that waiting times from humans and animals.
wonder how much you'd been able to survive,
Blaze to you the star passion that will not be divided.
And if for reciprocity, we are not born with them,
Let me be in love, but they are cold.
Considering himself a fan of stars,
Which is my concern that it means nothing,
Now, looking at them, I can not say,
What I have had for a long time for him to get bored.
Yes, and die all the stars sgin from their heights,
I learned to look at the empty sky like a mole,
Feeling blind enthusiasm in its absolute тьмы,
Правда не сразу – но, может быть, до зимы.
перевод dennetta
Stephen Spender, John Ashbery, WH Auden. J. Brodsky
"My only desire then, as now, was to go to a greater closeness to the person I considered the greatest mind of the twentieth century: the Uistanu Hugh Auden bow to the shadows - Joseph Brodsky
WH Auden reads his own poems: "On the Circuit" "After Reading a Child's Guide to Modern Physics"
THE MORE LOVING ONE
Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference is the least
We have to dread from man or beast.
How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.
Admirer as I think I am
Of stars that do not give a damn,
I cannot, now I see them, say
I missed one terribly all day.
Were all stars to disappear or die,
I should learn to look at an empty sky
And feel its total dark sublime,
Though this might take me a little time.
September 1957
ТОТ, КТО ЛЮБИТ БОЛЬШЕ
Гляжу я на звезды and I know very well,
What sgin I - they are also bleak.
evil, indifference fades away, believe me,
Prev by what frightens man or beast.
What we say we were stars to burn
unrequited love, dumb mouth?
If equal affection can not let
be loving me more sad fall.
Funny Admirer as I think I am,
stars that do give a damn,
I hardly say that I catch her shadow
And I miss her terribly all day.
And if you happen all stars to disappear,
get used to it, I see an empty sky,
and darkness triumph I uchuyu soul,
Even though it requires a little time.
lane. Michael Feldman
Love and Cold
Looking at the stars, I know as a five-five,
What are they for me from this height do not care.
But here at the bottom of the indifference of all are kinder
Togo that waiting times from humans and animals.
wonder how much you'd been able to survive,
Blaze to you the star passion that will not be divided.
And if for reciprocity, we are not born with them,
Let me be in love, but they are cold.
Considering himself a fan of stars,
Which is my concern that it means nothing,
Now, looking at them, I can not say,
What I have had for a long time for him to get bored.
Yes, and die all the stars sgin from their heights,
I learned to look at the empty sky like a mole,
Feeling blind enthusiasm in its absolute тьмы,
Правда не сразу – но, может быть, до зимы.
перевод dennetta
Friday, February 18, 2011
Premenopausal Symptoms More Condition_treatment
piony @ 2011-02-18T16: 14:00
The trouble is that bare facts do not exist in a state of nature, for they are never really quite bare; the white trace of the wristwatch, the curled piece of sticking plaster on a bruised heel, these cannot be discarded by the most ardent nudist. A mere string of figures will disclose the identity of the stringer as neatly as tame ciphers yielded their treasure to Poe.‎The crudest curriculum vitae crows and flaps its wings in a style peculiar to the undersigner. I doubt whether you can even give your telephone number without giving something of yourself.
V. Nabokov "Nikolai Gogol"
The trouble is that bare facts do not exist because they are never completely naked, white mark on the watch bracelet, wrapped a piece of plaster knocked on the heel - they can not absolve themselves of the most fanatical nudist. Simple column of numbers will reveal the identity of who they add to, as accurately as malleable cipher gave the location of the treasure of Edgar Allan Poe. Most primitive curriculum vitae crows and flaps its wings as it is peculiar only to sign it. I doubt that you could call your telephone number without informing at the same time about himself.
The trouble is that bare facts do not exist in a state of nature, for they are never really quite bare; the white trace of the wristwatch, the curled piece of sticking plaster on a bruised heel, these cannot be discarded by the most ardent nudist. A mere string of figures will disclose the identity of the stringer as neatly as tame ciphers yielded their treasure to Poe.‎The crudest curriculum vitae crows and flaps its wings in a style peculiar to the undersigner. I doubt whether you can even give your telephone number without giving something of yourself.
V. Nabokov "Nikolai Gogol"
The trouble is that bare facts do not exist because they are never completely naked, white mark on the watch bracelet, wrapped a piece of plaster knocked on the heel - they can not absolve themselves of the most fanatical nudist. Simple column of numbers will reveal the identity of who they add to, as accurately as malleable cipher gave the location of the treasure of Edgar Allan Poe. Most primitive curriculum vitae crows and flaps its wings as it is peculiar only to sign it. I doubt that you could call your telephone number without informing at the same time about himself.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
How Fast Does A Boat Have To Go For A Wakeboard
Flying vase with tulips.
I'd like to be a tulip;
eagle soar by heavens;
from the clouds to pour rain water;
Or a wolf howling at perelesyu. ...
I'd like to be a tulip;
eagle soar by heavens;
from the clouds to pour rain water;
Or a wolf howling at perelesyu. ...
Monday, February 14, 2011
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Is Beadboard Waterproof?
Mom would have turned 82 today ... Mama would be 82 today ...
MA
In the old Strauss waltz
first time we heard your quiet call,
Since then alien to us all living
and joy cursory Chimes ...
mom and dad - both 19 years
Newlyweds.
мама - 13 лет
mother - 17 years
son Valery - died at 2 years
mom and I
mother - 35 years
Mama - 45 years, 4 years before death.
Zontova Elvira Nikolaevna (1929-1978)
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day will come - I disappear,
And in this room is empty
All the same will be: tables, benches
Yes way, the ancient and simple.
And it will also fly into
colored silk butterfly,
flutter, rustle and flutter
the blue ceiling.
And so will also be the bottom of the sky
Watch the open window
and sea level blue
beckon in the desert expanse of your own.
Ivan Bunin - August 10, 1916
MA
In the old Strauss waltz
first time we heard your quiet call,
Since then alien to us all living
and joy cursory Chimes ...
mom and dad - both 19 years
Newlyweds.
мама - 13 лет
mother - 17 years
;
son Valery - died at 2 years
mom and I
mother - 35 years
Mama - 45 years, 4 years before death.
Zontova Elvira Nikolaevna (1929-1978)
-------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------- ----
day will come - I disappear,
And in this room is empty
All the same will be: tables, benches
Yes way, the ancient and simple.
And it will also fly into
colored silk butterfly,
flutter, rustle and flutter
the blue ceiling.
And so will also be the bottom of the sky
Watch the open window
and sea level blue
beckon in the desert expanse of your own.
Ivan Bunin - August 10, 1916
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Early Pregnancy Rash Face
Alyonushka
The Burning Glass by Nicolas Lancret
The Burning Glass by Nicolas Lancret
Alyonushka lived in the woods,
Alyonushka was swarthy,
eyes with her hot,
Bleskuchie, erect.
Mala, small Alyonushka,
A drink with his father - to donushka.
She went for a walk in the woods,
best man to seek, in the bush wag,
Well, who met in the woods?
One pine rocks!
Alyonushka missed,
idleness exhausted,
she lit a big fire,
And in the fire to dry voster!
burned forests Alyonushka
At a thousand miles to penushka,
And where she Deva -
Hitherto not know it! Ivan Bunin, 1916
Friday, February 11, 2011
Herniated Discs Coconut Oil
Naoki Sasaki - Master of Ikebana
Gallery of work Book
Gallery of work Book
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Invisalign Vs Lingual Braces
Requiem (or The Grande Messe des morts, Op. 5) by Hector Berlioz
Conducted by Sir Colin Davis , Royal Albert Hall, 2000. Performance starts at 12:55
Conducted by Sir Colin Davis , Royal Albert Hall, 2000. Performance starts at 12:55
Outer Thigh And Hip Pain -sciatica
europeana.eu
Funded by the EC, the site has already has 15 million items, from maps to music, donated by institutions from the British Library to the Louvre. By 2016 “all public domain masterpieces” in Europe should be accessible through Europeana.
The New Renaissance
europeana.eu
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Cyote Snare Wisconsin
Each Gopnik ...
How the Internet gets inside us - by Adam Gopnik
"A series of books explaining why books no longer matter is a paradox that Chesterton would have found implausible, yet there they are, and they come in the typical flavors: the eulogistic, the alarmed, the sober, and the gleeful. "
How the Internet gets inside us - by Adam Gopnik
"A series of books explaining why books no longer matter is a paradox that Chesterton would have found implausible, yet there they are, and they come in the typical flavors: the eulogistic, the alarmed, the sober, and the gleeful. "
Monday, February 7, 2011
London, Paris, And Rome?
Charles Dickens is 199 today.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to heaven, we were all going direct the other way - in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only. (Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities)
Это было самое прекрасное time, it was the worst time - a century of wisdom, the age of madness, the days of faith, the days of disbelief, it's time to light, it is time of darkness, the spring of hope, cold despair, we had everything ahead of us in front there was nothing, we then hovered in the sky, then suddenly falls into the pit - in other words, the time it was very similar to the present, and most vociferous its members are now and then demanded that of him - whether good or bad sense - did not speak except in superlatives.
(Per. Bogoslovskii, S. Bobrov)
Illustrations by Hablot Browne (Phiz) .
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to heaven, we were all going direct the other way - in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only. (Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities)
Это было самое прекрасное time, it was the worst time - a century of wisdom, the age of madness, the days of faith, the days of disbelief, it's time to light, it is time of darkness, the spring of hope, cold despair, we had everything ahead of us in front there was nothing, we then hovered in the sky, then suddenly falls into the pit - in other words, the time it was very similar to the present, and most vociferous its members are now and then demanded that of him - whether good or bad sense - did not speak except in superlatives.
(Per. Bogoslovskii, S. Bobrov)
Illustrations by Hablot Browne (Phiz) .
 The Mail |  The Shoemaker |  The Likeness |  Congratulations |  The Stoppage at the Fountain |
 Mr Striver at Tellson's Bank |  The Spy's Funeral |  The Wine Shop |  The Accomplices |  The Sea Rises |
 Before the Prison Tribunal |  The knock at the Door |  The double recognition |  After the sentence |  Frontispiece |
Friday, February 4, 2011
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Ferocious Storm 
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Does A Male Brazillian Wax Get Rid Of Ball Hair
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