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    Return

    Hello everyone! I see a lot of new faces here, and if I don't re-introduce here I'm rude, but it's been long time I haven't been here! The last time I'm here I remember I talk to Janus, but then I unable to access here much before I have poor memory of passwords. :eek: How bad of me for...
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    Keep Up!

    How to play: a subject to be start off and you have to voice out your opinion. It can be in special way, subtly change subject to something else, and it has to in some way make sense or have some meaning with the earlier opinion. Example: 1. I have a friend who is from Western Australia--...
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    Where's the Poet? By John Keats

    Where's the poet? Show him! show him, Muses nine, that I may know him! 'Tis the name who with a man Is an equal be he king, Or poorest of the beggar-clan, Or any other wondrous thing A man may be 'twixt ape and Plato. 'Tis the man who with a bird, Wren or eagle, finds his way to All its...
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    Dover Beach by Matthew Arnold

    The sea is calm to-night. The tide is full, the moon lies fair Upon the straits; on the French coast the light Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand, Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay. Come to the window, sweet is the night-air! Only, from the long line of spray Where...
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    Auld Lang Syne by Robert Burns

    Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And auld lang syne! Chorus.-For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne. We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet, For auld lang syne. And surely ye'll be your pint stowp! And surely I'll...
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    The Seraph and Poet by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

    The seraph sings before the manifest God-One, and in the burning of the Seven, And with the full life of consummate Heaving beneath him like a mother's Warm with her first-born's slumber in that The poet sings upon the earth grave-riven, Before the naughty world, soon self-forgiven For...
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    Ask Away

    Ask anything you want in mind. Keep this PG. Do you like to watch movies?
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    When I consider how my light is spend by John Milton

    When I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He returning chide, "Doth God exact day-labour...
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    Petals by Amy Lowell

    Life is a stream On which we strew Petal by petal the flower of our heart; The end lost in dream, They float past our view, We only watch their glad, early start. Freighted with hope, Crimsoned with joy, We scatter the leaves of our opening rose; Their widening scope, Their distant...
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    There is Another Sky by Emily Dickinson

    There is another sky, Ever serene and fair, And there is another sunshine, Though it be darkness there; Never mind faded forests, Austin, Never mind silent fields - Here is a little forest, Whose leaf is ever green; Here is a brighter garden, Where not a frost has been; In its unfading...
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    Beautiful Soup by Lewis Carroll

    BEAUTIFUL Soup, so rich and green, Waiting in a hot tureen! Who for such dainties would not stoop? Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup! Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup! Beau--ootiful Soo-oop! Beau--ootiful Soo-oop! Soo--oop of the e--e--evening, Beautiful, beautiful Soup...
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    The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe

    Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. `'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my...
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    The tyger by William Blake

    Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forest of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, & what art. Could...
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    To the Moon by Giaocomo Leopardi

    Oh gracious moon, now as the year turns, I remember how, heavy with sorrow, I climbed this hill to gaze on you, And then as now you hung above those trees Illuminating all. But to my eyes Your face seemed clouded, temulous From the tears that rose beneath my lids, So painful was my life...
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