Un canto - Dante nell'inferno“Maledicte, nunc est finis tibi!” * All’improviso mi svegliai d’un incubo In cui udii una voce dalle nubi.Un canto - Dante nell'inferno
Mi guardai attorno, e per fortuna Vidi ‘l mio maestro e mio custode Brillante come la splendente luna.
Però, mentre camminavamo tra le ombre Misere, guardai il mio maestro che Un sorriso strano aveva sempre.
Finalmente, disse, “Guarda l’abisso Che s’apre per le anime dannate che Rimarranno per sempre in un posto fisso.
Pieni di ira, e di fuoco eterno, Per sempre portano questo fuoco Ora interno, che prima era esterno. &nb
The Sands of TimeWhene’er the sands of time pour down, at hand Will be a journey’s beginning; with it Have come wondrous dreams and new memoriesThe Sands of Time
From the pouring undying mystical sand.
All things have an end, but it’s not the last. Though the golden sand stops pouring, the glass Will be once more overturned, but with new Beginnings, where Fate’s new direction’s cast.
What’s the end but the beginning anew? Whether auspicious, one cannot be sure. Such is life’s beauty, the timeless cycle Whose mystery will forever shine through.
The Polyglot's EndAt last, in peace he rests alone Beneath an immortal gray stone. The man whose passion lay within The tongues and cultures of his kin; That is, he loved all mankind so, Distinguished none as friend or foe, But sought to learn about them all. Yet soon came forth his tragic fall, "Untimely," was what people thought As he died young indeed, but naught Did it now matter to his fate; Great lamentations, truly late. They claimed he made obscure his throng, To neither hemisphere did he belong. Of mankind thus he shunned his care, Himself, as well; he could notThe Polyglot's End
Divinity of ManFor how long shall this emotion be known? Forever, for it shall always be shown To this race, a guide for civility; To this race, a sign of divinity.Divinity of Man
Whence this emotion comes can only be A place of great strength and eternal glee. That which makes us become so kind and strong Amongst a most wretched helpless poor throng.
Or that which inspires a valiant deed When people or nations are in grand need, And by which stone-cold hearts at last soften, And to a peaceful state become open.
Through this do we show our noble core, More recondite than the
Back from a Long Hiatus
Neutral
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Niz x.X.x.X
نسرين
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I need my conscience to keep watch over me
To protect me from myself
So I can wear honesty like a crown on my head
When I walk into the promised land
everything is kinda ok over here (:
nostalgia overcoming me
waiting for your letter
As for the letter, I apologize (again) for replying late. I'll send it as soon as I can.
hey.. ^^ what's up?
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Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night..
What about you? How's everything with you?
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Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night..
lg. timo
ps:I have linked your page on my friendlist.
until then
Everything's fine over here. I have a midterm break now, so I'm trying to do as much sight-seeing as possible.
Talk to you later!
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