There are many roads we travel And probably most we leave behind We continue to walk ahead of us New fresh roads we want to find And sometimes we wonder If we took the best road we could If we could erase them and start over We often think perhaps we would Some roads we…
Et leur sang rouge ruisselle Même couleur même éclat Celui qui croyait au ciel Celui qui n’y croyait pas Il coule il coule il se mêle À la terre qu’il aima Pour qu’à la saison nouvelle Mûrisse un raisin muscat (Extrait de “La Rose et le Réséda” de Louis Aragon)
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy…
You are not your age, Nor the size of clothes you wear, You are not a weight, Or the colour of your hair. You are not your name, Or the dimples in your cheeks, You are all the books you read, And all the words you speak, You are your croaky morning voice, And the…
Dust if you must, but wouldn’t it be better To paint a picture, or write a letter, Bake a cake, or plant a seed; Ponder the difference between want and need? Dust if you must, but there’s not much time, With rivers to swim, and mountains to climb; Music to hear, and books to read;…
When I have ceased to break my wings Against the faultiness of things, And learned that compromises wait Behind each hardly opened gate, When I have looked Life in the eyes, Grown calm and very coldly wise, Life will have given me the Truth, And taken in exchange my youth. [Sara Teasdale]
Marquise, si mon visage A quelques traits un peu vieux, Souvenez-vous qu’à mon âge Vous ne vaudrez guère mieux. Le temps aux plus belles choses Se plaît à faire un affront, Et saura faner vos roses Comme il a ridé mon front. Le même cours des planètes Règle nos jours et nos nuits On m’a…
Here is a special poem that you can use to imrove your english pronunciation ! Good luck ! Dearest creature in creation Studying English pronunciation, I will teach you in my verse Sounds like corpse, corps, horse and worse I will keep you, Susy, busy, Make your head with heat grow dizzy. Tear in eye…
sometimes when I’m alone I Cry, Cause I am on my own. The tears I cry are bitter and warm. They flow with life but take no form I Cry because my heart is torn. I find it difficult to carry on. If I had an ear to confide in, I would cry among my…
The most important thing we’ve learned, So far as children are concerned, Is never, NEVER, NEVER let Them near your television set — Or better still, just don’t install The idiotic thing at all. In almost every house we’ve been, We’ve watched them gaping at the screen. They loll and slop and lounge about, And…