"Aloft all hands, strike the top-masts and belay;
Yon angry setting sun and fierce-edged clouds
Declare the Typhon's coming.
Before it sweeps your decks, throw overboard
The dead and dying - ne'er heed their chains
Hope, Hope, fallacious Hope!
Where is thy market now?"
-J.M.W. Turner
Yon angry setting sun and fierce-edged clouds
Declare the Typhon's coming.
Before it sweeps your decks, throw overboard
The dead and dying - ne'er heed their chains
Hope, Hope, fallacious Hope!
Where is thy market now?"
-J.M.W. Turner
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Thy pure eyes reveal firm conviction
As lions' power with puppies' innocent
Thy shining smiles show angel's divine
Which take away the sorrows of mine
Thy pure eyes reveal firm conviction
As lions' power with puppies' innocent
Thy shining smiles show angel's divine
Which take away the sorrows of mine
#念诗给岐岐听# aday20
宝贝的马赛克眼镜不知道为啥好有喜感哈哈哈
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~ "Diffugere Nives (Horace, Odes 4.7)" - Alfred Edward Housman p3
Torquatus, if the gods in heaven shall add
The morrow to the day, what tongue has told?
Feast then thy heart, for what thy heart has had
The fingers of no heir will ever hold.
When thou descendest once the shades among,
The stern assize and equal judgment o'er,
Not thy long lineage nor thy golden tongue,
No, nor thy righteousness, shall friend thee more.
Night holds Hippolytus the pure of stain,
Diana steads him nothing, he must stay;
And Theseus leaves Pirithous in the chain
The love of comrades cannot take away.
宝贝的马赛克眼镜不知道为啥好有喜感哈哈哈
12/25 727 42站联合冲榜[憧憬]
~ "Diffugere Nives (Horace, Odes 4.7)" - Alfred Edward Housman p3
Torquatus, if the gods in heaven shall add
The morrow to the day, what tongue has told?
Feast then thy heart, for what thy heart has had
The fingers of no heir will ever hold.
When thou descendest once the shades among,
The stern assize and equal judgment o'er,
Not thy long lineage nor thy golden tongue,
No, nor thy righteousness, shall friend thee more.
Night holds Hippolytus the pure of stain,
Diana steads him nothing, he must stay;
And Theseus leaves Pirithous in the chain
The love of comrades cannot take away.
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