May 2012
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April 2012
10 posts
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March 2012
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For myself I know not how to express my devotion to so fair a form: I want a brighter word than bright, a fairer word than fair. I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days—three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.
- John Keats, in a letter to Fanny Brawne Postmark: Newport, July 3, 1819
February 2012
22 posts
A Holiday Of Which We Were Not Aware
htdeverything:
Free Glove Day!
Says friend of HTDE Kimberley:
February 29th, Leap Year Day, if you’re a girl, and you want to propose to a guy, you should do it that day because if he says no he has to buy you a pair of gloves.
Go get ‘em, ladies.
PS: I just checked wikipedia and apparently in Denmark you’re entitled to 12 pairs of gloves.
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Pillow’d upon my fair love’s ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft swell and fall,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever—or else swoon to death.
John Keats
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January 2012
39 posts