January 2012
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December 2011
5 posts
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November 2011
9 posts
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Sigh no more, ladies, sigh nor more;
Men were deceivers ever;
One foot in sea and one on shore,
To one thing constant never;
Then sigh not so,
But let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny;
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into. Hey nonny, nonny.
Sing no more ditties, sing no mo,
Or dumps so dull and heavy;
The fraud of men was ever so,
Since summer first...
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Beyoncé Songs Re-Imagined as Undergraduate Theses... →
pushinghoopswithsticks:
Baby Boy: The Sociocultural Effects of Prolonged Male Adolescence
Check on It: The Gendered Dynamics of Male Spectatorship in Urban Public Spaces
Crazy in Love: The Diagnosis and Treatment of “Female Hysteria” During the Late Nineteenth Century
Naughty Girl: Disidentification and the Performance of Female Sexual Promiscuity
Cater 2 U: Female Subservience and the...
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October 2011
16 posts
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Não se mate
Carlos, sossegue, o amor é isso que você está vendo: hoje beija, amanhã não beija, depois de amanhã é domingo e segunda-feira ninguém sabe o que será. Inútil você resistir ou mesmo suicidar-se. Não se mate, oh não se mate, Reserve-se todo para as bodas que ninguém sabe quando virão, se é que virão. O amor, Carlos, você telúrico, a noite passou em você, e os...
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Encounter
We were riding through frozen fields in a wagon at dawn. A red wing rose in the darkness.
And suddenly a hare ran across the road. One of us pointed to it with his hand.
That was long ago. Today neither of them is alive, Not the hare, nor the man who made the gesture.
O my love, where are they, where are they going The flash of a hand, streak of movement, rustle of pebbles. I ask not...
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September 2011
17 posts
O, what a noble mind is here o’erthrown! The courtier’s, soldier’s, scholar’s, eye, tongue, sword; The expectancy and rose of the fair state, The glass of fashion and the mould of form, The observed of all observers, quite, quite down! And I, of ladies most deject and wretched, That suck’d the honey of his music vows, Now see that noble and most sovereign reason, Like...
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« l’humour exige de l’homme qu’il se moque de lui-même, pour qu’à l’idole renversée, démasquée, exorcisée, ne soit pas immédiatement substituée une autre idole ».
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Here is a wound that never will heal, I know, Being wrought not of a dearness and a death, But of a love turned ashes and the breath Gone out of beauty; never again will grow The grass on that scarred acre, though I sow Young seed there yearly and the sky bequeath Its friendly weathers down, far Underneath Shall be such bitterness of an old woe. That April should be shattered by a gust, That...
