joi, 7 mai 2009

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O any thing, of nothing first create!
O heavy lightness! serious vanity!
Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms!
Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire,
sick health!
Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is!
This love feel I, that feel no love in this.
Dost thou not laugh?

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Dintr-o nimica toata la inceput!
Desertaciune grea, voioasa jale!
Haos diform de forme ideale!
Avant de plumb! Lumina, fum,
foc, gheata!
Bolnav, dar teafar!
Somn de-a pururi treaz!
Esti si nu esti: acesta e amorul!
Pe care eu l-urasc,
Desi-i duc dorul!

Romeo, SCENE I, Romeo & Juliet by William Shakespeare
Suna mai bine in romana decat in engleza.

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Sounds better in romanian than in english.

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