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To his Coy Mistress
To his Coy Mistressby Andrew Marvell
Had we but world enough, and time,
This coyness, lady, were no crime.
We would sit down and think which way
To walk, and pass our long love's day;
Thou by the Indian Ganges' side
Shouldst rubies find; I by the tide
Of Humber would complain. I would
Love you ten years before the Flood;
And you should, if you please, refuse
Till the conversion of the Jews.
My vegetable love should grow
Vaster than empires, and more slow.
An hundred years should go to praise
Thine eyes, and on thy forehead gaze;
Two hundred to adore each breast,
But thirty thousand to the rest;
An age at least to every part,
And the last age should show your heart.
For, lady, you deserve this state,
Nor would I love at lower rate.
But at my back I always hear
Time's winged chariot hurrying near;
And yonder all before us lie
Deserts of vast eternity.
Thy beauty shall no more be found,
Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound
My echoing song; then worms shall try
That long preserv'd virginity,
And your quaint honour turn to dust,
And into ashes all my lust.
The grave's a fine and private place,
But none I think do there embrace.
Now therefore, while the youthful hue
Sits on thy skin like morning dew,
And while thy willing soul transpires
At every pore with instant fires,
Now let us sport us while we may;
And now, like am'rous birds of prey,
Rather at once our time devour,
Than languish in his slow-chapp'd power.
Let us roll all our strength, and all
Our sweetness, up into one ball;
And tear our pleasures with rough strife
Thorough the iron gates of life.
Thus, though we cannot make our sun
Stand still, yet we will make him run.
Had we but world enough, and time,
This coyness, lady, were no crime.
We would sit down and think which way
To walk, and pass our long love's day;
Thou by the Indian Ganges' side
Shouldst rubies find; I by the tide
Of Humber would complain. I would
Love you ten years before the Flood;
And you should, if you please, refuse
Till the conversion of the Jews.
My vegetable love should grow
Vaster than empires, and more slow.
An hundred years should go to praise
Thine eyes, and on thy forehead gaze;
Two hundred to adore each breast,
But thirty thousand to the rest;
An age at least to every part,
And the last age should show your heart.
For, lady, you deserve this state,
Nor would I love at lower rate.
But at my back I always hear
Time's winged chariot hurrying near;
And yonder all before us lie
Deserts of vast eternity.
Thy beauty shall no more be found,
Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound
My echoing song; then worms shall try
That long preserv'd virginity,
And your quaint honour turn to dust,
And into ashes all my lust.
The grave's a fine and private place,
But none I think do there embrace.
Now therefore, while the youthful hue
Sits on thy skin like morning dew,
And while thy willing soul transpires
At every pore with instant fires,
Now let us sport us while we may;
And now, like am'rous birds of prey,
Rather at once our time devour,
Than languish in his slow-chapp'd power.
Let us roll all our strength, and all
Our sweetness, up into one ball;
And tear our pleasures with rough strife
Thorough the iron gates of life.
Thus, though we cannot make our sun
Stand still, yet we will make him run.
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Will it matter in five years?
http://www.dumblittleman.com/2008/08/will-all-of-this-matter-in-five-years.html
Ask yourself this question when things go wrong - You fail and exam - will it matter in 5 years? Probably not.
Use this to plan your life to, from small things - is brushing my teeth worth is - probably it will matter in five years, to more important, should I watch tv or work on my project? What will matter more in five years? To the big - will what I do for work matter in five years? Maybe, by earning the money, you can achieve your dreams outside of work, but what if your work could matter in five years also? Hmm.
My current job is like a dung beetle..
"My current job is like a dung beetle trying to mate with an epileptic cow"
From Dilbert.com . Classic!
A few good questions
If you was to collect anything, what would it be?
Probably phones because I would love to have 3 - 1 for work, 1 for going out and 1 for sport
What would you eat every day if you could? - Fruit.. and I do, but if it were some other food.... It would be pasta with chilli and bread and butter. hmmm
What is your favourite breakfast, your usual? - Favourite Bacon and eggs and herbs and semi dried tomatoes on ciabbata. Usual - cereal and apple and banana.
What would you never wear? - Polo neck jumpers. Just doesn't work for a guy.
Who is your best friend? - Gordo and Damien and Wright and other family members
What is something you do that you wish you wouldn't do? - Waste my time doing useless tv channel changing.
What could you spend hours doing? - Reading a good novel. If I get really involving with coding something also, I can spend ages doing that.
Hrvaski - Croatia
Croatia - a beauty of sun and of pebble
of bus trips with coastlines that shimmer and breathe
of bus trips with coach drivers that go with their whim
Land of soft drama and love of quick talking
with fresh splashy water and heat that's a warmth
Old cities of buildings that draw breath away
Of workship and nature that's melded together
Hvala and Dobra and Nema na cemu
Of Islands and ferrys and old women rooms
And people of friendly and straight talking type.
Women of beauty, the beauty of nails
Hot and cold passion, never lukewarm
Hard outer shell that's so changed when it changes -
To soft and vulnerable as she sleeps on your shoulder
of bus trips with coastlines that shimmer and breathe
of bus trips with coach drivers that go with their whim
Land of soft drama and love of quick talking
with fresh splashy water and heat that's a warmth
Old cities of buildings that draw breath away
Of workship and nature that's melded together
Hvala and Dobra and Nema na cemu
Of Islands and ferrys and old women rooms
And people of friendly and straight talking type.
Women of beauty, the beauty of nails
Hot and cold passion, never lukewarm
Hard outer shell that's so changed when it changes -
To soft and vulnerable as she sleeps on your shoulder
The Croatian Riviera
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