a song for the seasons
When the merry lark doth gild
With his song the summer hours,
And with their nests the swallows build
In roofs and tops of towers,
And the golden broom-flower burns
All about the waste
And the maiden May returns
With a pretty haste,-
^Then how merry are the times!
The summer times! The spring times!
Now, from off the ashy stone
The chilly midnight cricket crieth,
And all merry birds are flown
And our dream of pleasure dieth,
Now the once blue laughing sky
Saddens into gray,
And the frozen rivers sigh,
Pining all away!
Now, how solemn are the times!
The Winter times! The Night times!
Yet, be merry: all around
Is through one vast change revolving:
Even Night, who lately frowned,
Is in paler dawn dissolving.
Earth will burst her fetters strange,
And in Spring will grow free;
All things in the world will change,
Save-my love for thee!
Sing then, hopeful are all times!
Winter, Summer, Spring times!
-Barry Cornwall
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hey, it's me chibi, srry bout the RP, my bro wanted to use the comp for a while and it took longer than expected
no can has find ur guild
Haha,Hai I am latino and part french.So if you wanna talk about ze cultural shtuff and want to know more about meeehh gimme a shout~
I don't know about you, but I live in America, where there's fredom of speech. I don't remeber any law telling me I have to kiss the asses of everyone just because my opinion might not be agreed with.
Just because you practice wicca and hope some faggy little homo will pretend to be a vampire and give you a bloody hicky, doesnt mean you'll go straight to hell.
It just means you need a life outside of the closet.
Join us, the water is fine.
Thanks for buying the item I was selling.
Sup biggrin
nvm your thinking to much into it
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