Записки с острова

Весь покрытий зеленью абсолютно весь, остров невезения в океане есть...

Буду здесь писать всякие заметки...про остров...
Со временем станет ясно, станет ли этот остров островом везения или невезения для меня, но пока что в полночь зайцы меня косить траву не принимают... вот так
:albino:

Это на каком ты острове? На каком ты свете? meesmile

На альбионном, где все очень туманно meesmile

https://s610.photobucket.com/albums/tt187/livie709/

Ссылки на фотографии affraid

а что это за место такое? meesmile

linlithgow castle

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The day is ending

The day is ending,
The night is descending;
The marsh is frozen,
The river dead.

Through clouds like ashes
The red sun flashes
On village windows
That glimmer red.

The snow recommences;
The buried fences
Mark no longer
The road o'er the plain;

While through the meadows,
Like fearful shadows,
Slowly passes
A funeral train.

The bell is pealing,
And every feeling
Within me responds
To the dismal knell;

Shadows are trailing,
My heart is bewailing
And tolling within
Like a funeral bell.

"Sigh No More, Ladies..."
William Shakespeare

(From "Much Ado about Nothing")

Sigh no more, ladies, sigh nor more;
Men were deceivers ever;
One foot in sea and one on shore,
To one thing constant never;
Then sigh not so,
But let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny;
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into. Hey nonny, nonny.

Sing no more ditties, sing no mo,
Or dumps so dull and heavy;
The fraud of men was ever so,
Since summer first was leavy.
Then sigh not so,
But let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into. Hey, nonny, nonny.