Из сборника эпиграмм, эпитафий, фольклора и лимериков "Английские стихи на все случаи жизни".
★I was buried near this dike,
That my friends may weep as much as they like.
— W. Blake
A new servant maid named Maria,
Had trouble lighting the fire.
The wood beeing green,
She used gasoline...
Her position now is much higher!
— Anon.
A lovely young lady I mourn in my rhymes;
She was pleasant, good-natured and civil sometimes.
Her figure was good; she had very fine eyes,
And her talk was a mixture of foolish and wise.
Her adores were many, and one of them said,
"She waltzed rather well! It's a pity she's dead!"
— C.J. CayleyON GRIZEL GRIM
Here lies with Death old Grizel Grim,
Licluden's ugly witch;
Death! how horrid is thy taste
To lie with such a bitch!
— R. Burns
☆ Here lies a cannibal who, now and then,
Forgetting the advice of his physician,
Absorbed deadliest poison known men,
And died of politician.
— J. Morton
The optimist fell ten stories.
At each window bar
He shouted to his friends:
"All right so far."
— Anon.
@музыка:
Jacques Brel – Le moribond
@темы:
booooooks,
I like this ship. You know, it's exciting
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01.05.2014 в 18:29обожаю красивые эпитафии.
мне очень эта нравится:
"Here, in the forest, dark and deep,
I offer you, eternal sleep."
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01.05.2014 в 18:52а те просто смешные, сомневаюсь, что их использовали по назначению))
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01.05.2014 в 19:25