You may forget but
You may forget but let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us
You may forget but let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us
Winds of May, that dance on the sea,
Dancing a ring-around in glee From furrow to furrow, while overhead The foam flies up to be garlanded,
In silvery arches spanning the air,
Saw you my true love anywhere
In lowly dale, fast by a river's side,
With woody hill o'er hill encompass'd round,
A most enchanting wizard did abide,
Than whom a fiend more fell is nowhere found
Now the bright morning Star,
Dayes harbinger,
Comes dancing from the East, and leads with
The Flowry May, who from her green lap
…May была точно барби и трахалась сносно
но курила почище чем живой паровоз
и в прямом и конечно же и в переносном
выносила как дятел по щепочке мозг
знала только свой шопинг с иероглифом China
AY is a pious fraud of the almanac
A ghastly parody of real
Shaped out of snow and breathed with eastern wind;
Or if, o'er-confident, she trust the date,
Я знов самотній і проклятий, —схилився тяжко до вікна:на мурах, ніби на розп’яттях,ворони виють в небеса
їх чую крики ізнадворуу серці зрадженім
Куди, куди втічу від горя,від тих зловісних голосів
Упала буря із-за боруна місто пилом...
Bid me to live, and I will live Thy protestant to be;
Or bid me love, and I will give A loving heart to thee
A heart as soft, a heart as kind, A heart as sound and free,
As in the whole world thou canst find, That heart I'll give to...
Well, some may hate, and some may scorn,
And some may quite forget thy name;
But my sad heart must ever
Thy ruined hopes, thy blighted fame
If ever two were one, then surely we
If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me, ye women, if you can
Here Freedom stood by slaughtered friend and foe, And, ere the wrath paled or that sunset died,
Looked through the ages; then, with eyes aglow, Laid them to wait that future, side by side
~~ Now lamp-lit gardens in the blue dusk shine Th...
There is May in books forever;
May will part from Spenser never;
May's in Milton,
May's in Prior,