I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd ,
A host , of golden daffodils !
Posted in culori, poesie, Uncategorized, vedere de pe deck, tagged flowers, golden daffodils, Literature, nature, spring, W Wordsworth on 04/01/2013| Leave a Comment »
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd ,
A host , of golden daffodils !
Posted in summer, vara, vedere de pe deck, tagged blueberry, England, flowers, glory, Home and Garden, nana, orchard, Splendor in the Grass, summer, W Wordsworth, William Wordsworth on 07/07/2010| 10 Comments »
What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind;
In the primal sympathy
Which having been must ever be;
In the soothing thoughts that spring
Out of human suffering;
In the faith that looks through death,
In years that bring the philosophic mind.
De ce sa, NU, cind as putea sa, DA?
Listen to your inner self..it has all the answers..
Pentru ca în viitor nu vreau să se spună "Acele timpuri au fost întunecate pentru că până și el a tăcut"...
Alergand sa prind din urma prezentul
sau cum să te fereşti de invizibil
cu Ioana Miron
Blogul din tir
It is a tantalizing array of frou-frou and advance stages of decay.
"O zi în care nu ai râs este o zi pierdută"
O idee de Mircea Meșter