To the sick the doctors wisely recommend a change of air and scenery. Thank Heaven, here is not all the world. The buckeye does not grow in New England, and the mockingbird is rarely heard here. The wild goose is more of a cosmopolite than we; he breaks his fast in Canada, takes a luncheon in the Ohio, and plumes himself for the night in a southern...Learn More

Signature Global brings most anticipated upcoming independent floors project as Signature Global Floors Sector 37D Gurgaon. The lodging complex offers 2bhk and 3bhk premium floors in various layouts and sizes with modern amenities. It’s the main property that offers current spaces on the floors where one can appreciate selective enhancements in the...Learn More

I Wirklich, ich lebe in finsteren Zeiten! Das arglose Wort ist töricht. Eine glatte Stirn Deutet auf Unempfindlichkeit hin. Der Lachende Hat die furchtbare Nachricht Nur noch nicht empfangen. Was sind das für Zeiten, wo Ein Gespräch über Bäume fast ein Verbrechen ist. Weil es ein Schweigen über so viele Untaten einschließt! Der dort ruhig über die...Learn More

[MOLETAUR BACKUP] Holes [JUDGE JACKET] I have my own story to tell But before I get to that I must admit our whole bureaucracy Might seem divided But there's one little thing On which we all agree [MOLETAUR BACKUP] Holes matter [FEMALE MOLETAUR BACKUP] Nose-to-toes [JUDGE JACKET WITH BACKUP] Take a look inside You'll see [MOLETAUR BACKUP] Three...Learn More

Who nearer Nature's life would truly come Must nearer come to him of whom I speak: He all kinds knew,--the vocal and the dumb; Masterful in genius was he and unique, Patient, sagacious, tender, frolicsome. This Concord Pan would oft his whistle take, And forth from wood and fen, field, hill, and lake, Trooping around him in their several...Learn More

45 I WAKE and feel the fell of dark, not day. What hours, O what black hoürs we have spent This night! what sights you, heart, saw; ways you went! And more must, in yet longer light's delay.      With witness I speak this. But where I say Hours I mean years, mean life. And my lament Is cries countless, cries like dead letters sent To dearest him...Learn More

ⅠⅥⅣ 12/5/2018 初音ミクと世界地図 11/7/2018 Una-Chance! feat.音街ウナ 10/24/2018 EXIT TUNES PRESENTS Vocaloseasons feat. 初音ミク 1640mP(164×40mP) 書き下ろし楽曲 スペシャルCD 7/19/2018 EXIT TUNES PRESENTS Vocaloseasons feat. 初音ミク～Summer～ 7/18/2018 EXIT TUNES PRESENTS Vocaloseasons feat. 初音ミク～Spring～ 4/4/2018 EXIT TUNES PRESENTS Vocaloseasons feat. 初音ミク～Winter～ 1/17/2018...Learn More

Du meine neunte letzte Sinfonie! Wenn du das Hemd anhast mit rosa Streifen... Komm wie ein Cello zwischen meine Knie, Und lass mich zart in deine Seiten greifen. Laß mich in deinen Partituren blättern. (Sie sind voll Händel, Graun und Tremolo) - Ich möchte dich in alle Winde schmettern, Du meiner Sehnsucht dreigestrichnes Oh! Komm lass uns durch...Learn More

[Verse] Adına denk kal bu sefer göz hatlarım kan çanağı Rap oyunu namusun Stalki yirmi posta zar çalar Tam Nadas yalanı arifesinde dilenciden haraç alan Red o don kırmızıyken hala başlık paranı harcama Yazcak bi' şeyin yoksa kalemin kağıdın başına otur düşün Anama bacıma küfreden piç saygıdan mı kotun düşük? Yetim hakkının bedeli panter...Learn More

Sometimes I can almost see, around our heads, Like gnats around a streetlight in summer, The children we could have, The glimmer of them. Sometimes I feel them waiting, dozing In some antechamber - servants, half- Listening for the bell. Sometimes I see them lying like love letters In the Dead Letter Office And sometimes, like tonight, by some...Learn More

All things must fade. There is for cities tall The same tomorrow as for daffodils: Time's wind, that casts the seed, the petal spills. Grim London's ruined arches yet shall fall Back to the arms of Earth. A quiet pall The mother draws over those she loves--and kills; And though brief nations vaunt their upstart wills, The nemesis of grass shall...Learn More

Rose, harsh rose Are you calling me? I did not wait all these years For you to call me pretty But I did not hold back my tears For you to get it wrong I've stood here for years, and my face Isn't anything new Now I look in the cracked mirror Provided by you That wouldn't paint me as sweet, Like the garden I might have missed But it's not for...Learn More