janedoe kedvencei

To one who has been long in city pent,     'Tis very sweet to look into the fair     And open face of heaven,to breathe a prayer Full in the smile of the blue firmament. Who is more happy, when, with heart's content,…

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run; To bend with apples the moss'd cottage trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump…