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will then say to thee You are my friend Carry me Like you are my brother Love me like a mother Will you be there? Weary Tell me will you hold me When wrong, will you skold me When lost will you find me? But they told me A man should be faithful And walk when not able And fight till the end But Im only human Everyones taking control of me Seems that the worlds Got a role for me Im so confused Will you show to me Youll be there for me And care enough to bear me (lead

SECOND POEM Peter Orlovsky Morning again, nothing has to be done, maybe buy a piano or make fudge. At least clean the room up for sure like my farther I've done flick the ashes & butts over the bed side on the floor. But frist of all wipe my glasses and drink the water to clean the smelly mouth. A nock on the door, a cat walks in, behind her the Zoo's baby elephant demanding fresh pancakes-I cant stand these hallucinations

THE GRAND ALEXANDER. To Madam Bourneau. S ince I have read the Grand Alexander, the old age of Corneille does not so much alarm me; and I am not so apprehensive that the writing of Tragedies will end with him. However, I could wish, that before his death he would adopt the Author of this Piece, and, like a tender father, give a right cast to the Judgment of one, who alone deserves to be his Successor. I wish that he would give him a good taste of Antiquity, which he enjoys to so much advantage; that

one light. After memories, the dream That you will come home safe; After sleep, another day Of waiting for my life. After hope, the happiness Of thinking of your love; After moments of despair A stone no thought can move. After all the sacrifice, The hunger and the pain, The passions and the promises, The losses and the gains, There’s nothing but my love for you, Which waits upon the wind To bring you from the barricades That now you must defend. 6 NICHOLAS GORDON AFTER YOU LEAVE, I WILL

jalousie maladive. À Noël 1819, ils se fiancent. Ils n’iront pas jusqu’au mariage. La même année paraissent différentes ballades et odes, telles que Lamia, Isabella, Ode to a Nightingale, Ode to Psyche, Ode on a Grecian Urn avec sa célèbre chute : « Beauty is truth, truth beauty,-that is all Ye know on earth and all ye need to know » (« Beauté est vérité et vérité beauté. Voilà tout ce que l’on sait sur terre et tout ce qu’il faut savoir »). Sa maladie commence alors à s’aggraver sérieusement

FAUVET GEII 1 AN1 To call shotgun / To call dibbs / Frist come, frist served / Thecarly brid catches the wors : Prem’s / Premier arrivé premier servi Haste makes waste : Rien ne sert de courir, il faut partir à point / Hate est source d’erreur . To up the ante: faire monter les enchères, corser les choses (poker) To come up empty handed : Rentrer bredouille Go and stuff yourself ! : Tu peux te le mettre où je pense Get over it ! : remets-toi! / n’y pense plus! Over my dead body! / No can

National Congress in 1944 to aid in its struggle against apartheid. During over 25 years in prison he became the world's most famous political prisoner. After a long campaign of resistance within South Africa and political and economic pressure from without, President F. W. de Klerk ended the government ban on the ANC and freed Mandela in 1990, whereupon*(=sur quoi) he assumed leadership of the organization. He worked tirelessly over the next few years to negotiate an end to apartheid and minority rule

holistic perspective which is evocative, imagistic and affectively-laden. I argue that, on the one hand, non-cognitivists are wrong to claim that metaphors only produce such perspectives: like ordinary literal speech, they also serve to undertake claims and other speech acts with propositional content. On the other hand, contextualists are wrong to assimilate metaphor to literal loose talk: metaphors depend on using one thing as a perspective for thinking about something else. I bring out the distinctive

which I have translated by _Sganarelle, or the self-deceived Husband_. It has been said that Molière owed the first idea of this piece to an Italian farce, _Il Ritratto ovvero Arlichino cornuto per opinione_, but, as it has never been printed, it is difficult to decide at the present time whether or not this be true. The primary idea of the play is common to many _commedia dell' arte_, whilst Molière has also been inspired by such old authors as Noël Du Fail, Rabelais, those of the _Quinze

blinding light or tunnels to gates of white Just our hands clasped so tight Waiting for the hint of a spark If Heaven and Hell decide That they both are satisfied Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs If there's no one beside you When your soul embarks Then I'll follow you into the dark In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black And I held my tongue as she told me