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Koshka
06-22-2009, 08:17 PM
MY Love is of a birth as rare
As 'tis for object strange and high
It was begotten by Despair
Upon Impossibility.
Magnanimous Despair alone
Could show me so divine a thing
Where feeble Hope could ne'r have flown
But vainly flapt its tinsel wing.
And yet I quickly might arrive
Where my extended soul is fixt
But Fate does iron wedges drive,
And always crowds it self betwixt.
For Fate with jealous eye does see
Two perfect Loves; nor lets them close:
Their union would her ruin be,
And her Tyrannic pow'r depose.
And therefore her Decrees of Steel
Us as the distant Poles have plac'd,
(Though Love's whole World on us doth wheel)
Not by themselves to be embrac'd.
Unless the giddy Heaven fall,
And Earth some new Convulsion tear;
And, us to join, the World should all
Be cramp'd into a Planisphere.
As Lines so Loves oblique may well
Themselves in every Angle greet:
But ours so truly Parallel,
Though infinite can never meet.
Therefore the Love which us doth bind
But Fate so enviously debars,
Is the Conjunction of the Mind,
And Opposition of the Stars.
Andrew Marvell
elane-ellie
06-22-2009, 08:38 PM
Mmm.. favourite subject again..!:)
I'm not sure it could ever have any "definition".. :rolleyes: ;)
Anyway, something on the theme..
In Reading gaol by Reading town
There is a pit of shame,
And in it lies a wretched man
Eaten by teeth of flame,
In a burning winding-sheet he lies,
And his grave has got no name.
And there, till Christ call forth the dead,
In silence let him lie:
No need to waste the foolish tear,
Or have the windy sigh:
The man had killed the thing he loved,
And so he had to die.
And all men kill the thing they love,
By all let this be heard,
Some do it with a bitter look,
Some with a flattering word,
The coward does it with a kiss.
The brave man with a sword!
Oscar Wilde
Hoopy
06-22-2009, 08:43 PM
Love's a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get.
elane-ellie
06-22-2009, 09:04 PM
And another point of view, a more pleasant one..;)
Aujourd’hui l’espace est splendide !
Ssans mors, sans éperons, sans bride,
Partons à cheval sur le vin
Pour un ciel féerique et divin !
Comme deux ange que torture
Um implacable calenture,
Dans le bleu cristal du matin
Suivons le mirage lointain!
Mollement balancés sur l’aile
Du tourbillon intelligent,
Dans un délire parallele,
Ma soeur, cote à cote nageant,
Nous fuirons sans repos ni treves
Vers le paradis de mes reves!
Charles Baudelaire
Lonewolf74
06-22-2009, 09:08 PM
Amor é fogo que arde sem se ver
Amor é fogo que arde sem se ver;
É ferida que dói e não se sente;
É um contentamento descontente;
É dor que desatina sem doer;
É um não querer mais que bem querer;
É solitário andar por entre a gente;
É nunca contentar-se de contente;
É cuidar que se ganha em se perder;
É querer estar preso por vontade;
É servir a quem vence, o vencedor;
É ter com quem nos mata lealdade.
Mas como causar pode seu favor
Nos corações humanos amizade,
Se tão contrário a si é o mesmo Amor?
Luís de Camões
Lucker
06-22-2009, 09:08 PM
Ancient saying from Bratsk " Stop going to the toilet if you need to look back in anger"
Hoopy
06-22-2009, 09:09 PM
Another view, spit = love, swallow = true love.
Gargle = showoff:eek:
Lucker
06-22-2009, 09:25 PM
Ancient saying from Irkutsk , " seemingly necessary , embarrassing with hindsight and a health hazard if you are honest "
Koshka
06-23-2009, 04:49 AM
ramon, have you never known the difinition of love, or you forgotten it already?
Sarah
06-23-2009, 05:00 AM
Love's a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get.
Hoopy, please explain. What else can you get from a box of chocolate? Frogs? Brooms? Borsch?
Sarah
06-23-2009, 05:04 AM
Ancient saying from Bratsk " Stop going to the toilet if you need to look back in anger"
Ramon -
you remind me "Quotations from Chairman Mao Tse-Tung" already. Can we somehow publish it in a separate book and get with your autograph?
Koshka
06-23-2009, 05:09 AM
choco hoopy :p
Koshka
06-23-2009, 09:58 AM
Anywhere I heard the another the difinition of love,
I don't know can agree with this difinition anyone,
maybe in this difinition more a common sense but less romantic.
The real love is not strong feelings and a passion.
The real love is a comfort, you are feeling yourself comfortably
when you wake up early morning near your intimate
elane-ellie
06-23-2009, 10:13 AM
Hoopy, please explain. What else can you get from a box of chocolate? Frogs? Brooms? Borsch?
Ahm.. ancient sages said: be afraid of your own wishes, they come true. :rolleyes:
So, we get from any "box" what we expect and want to.. ;)