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Wysłany: Czw 12:53, 17 Lut 2011 Temat postu: gn land.
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gn land.
His voice was lowand measured: as he spoke
Newunknown chords of melody awoke
Within my soul. I felt my heart expand
With that sweet fulness born of love. I turned
To hide the blushes on my cheek that burned
And leaning over Helenbreathed her name.
She lay so motionless I thought she slept:
Butas I spokeI saw her eyes unclose
And o'er her face a sudden glory swept
And a slight tremor thrilled all through her frame.
Sweet friend I said [link widoczny dla zalogowanych] On the Makaloa Mat LondonJack Published aaaadicb, your face is full of light
What were the dreams that made your eyes so bright?
She only smiled for answerand arose
From her reclining posture at my side
Threw back the clust'ring ringlets from her face
With a quick gesturefull of easy grace
Andturningspoke to Vivian. "Will you guide
The boat up near that little clump of green
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Off to the right? There's where the lilies grow.
We quite forgot our errand hereMaurine
And our few moments have grown into hours.
What will Aunt Ruth think of our ling'ring so?
There--that will do--now I can reach the flowers."
Hark [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! just hear that WellI thinkyou might have warned us!
and Vivian broke forth singing
'Rowbrothersrow.' The six o'clock bell's ringing [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]!
Who ever knew three hours to go so fast
In all the annals of the worldb
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