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2003-07-02 My mistress' eyes are not like the sun: Coral is far more red than her lips' red; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. i have seen roses damasked, red and white, But no such roses see i in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to here her speak, yet well i know That music hath a far more pleasing sound; i grat i never saw a goddess go; My Mistress, when she walks, tread on the ground. And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare. <br> <br> <br> <br> William Shakespeare <br> Comments, Views, Votes | |
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"what is love?", "what is marriage?" 6/27/2003 One day, Plato asked his teacher, "What is love? How can I find it?" His teacher answered, "There is a vast wheat field in front. Walk forward without turning back, and pick only one stalk. If y 1 Comments, 544 Views, 0 Votes | |
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friendship and trust 1/30/2002 we all have friends .. we all say we choose our friends wisely did u ever have a best friend...well i say i have good friends..rememberthis every best friend has a best friend.. ur best friend 1 Comments, 202 Views, 0 Votes | |
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why the butterfly in ur stomache 1/29/2002 when u r young..and the first time u get a crush.. u feel strange..u get butterflies in ur stomache... we all did not know what to do but only think about him or her..wewould be scared to look at 1 Comments, 87 Views, 0 Votes |
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