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Há 4 dias · The Love Of Illusion. 16. That Kind Heart You Were Jealous Of, My Nurse. 17. The Murderer's Wine. 18. Venus And The Fool. 19. The Mask.
Há 3 dias · The Invitation To The Voyage. It is a superb land, a country of Cockaigne, as they say, that I dream of visiting with an old friend. A strange land, drowned in our northern fogs, that one might call the East of the West, the China of Europe; a land patiently and luxuriously decorated with the wise, delicate vegetations of a warm and capricious ...
Há 4 dias · With memories sleeping tonight in your hair, I'd wave it, like a handkerchief, in the air! Languid Asia and burning Africa, absent worlds, far-off, almost dead, live in your forest-depths of aromas! As music floats other spirits away, mine, my love, sails your fragrance instead. I'll go where, full of sap, trees and men.
Há 4 dias · c) de 1º grau e sua expressão geral é dada por f (x) = ax² + bx + c, com a ≠ 0. 4. d) de 2º grau e sua expressão geral é dada por f (x) = ax² + bx + c, com a ≠ 0. 6. Questão. De acordo com o texto, assinale a alternativa correta. 1. a) Mendeleev construía seus baralhos para jogar paciência. 2.
Há 3 dias · A Being, a Form, an Idea Having fallen from out of the blue Into the Stygian slough Where no eye of the sky ever sees; An impetuous Angel, allured By the love of the twisted and mean, In the depths of a nightmarish dream Like a swimmer who struggles for shore, Contending in wretched distress With a whirlpool that swivels along Singing a madman's song, Performing its dark pirouettes; A ...
Há 5 dias · The Elevation. Above the valleys, over rills and meres, Above the mountains, woods, the oceans, clouds, Beyond the sun, past all ethereal bounds, Beyond the borders of the starry spheres, My agile spirit, how you take your flight! Like a strong swimmer swooning on the sea. You gaily plough the vast immensity. With manly, inexpressible delight.
Há 5 dias · Dusk. Sweet evening comes, friend of the criminal, Like an accomplice with a light footfall; The sky shuts on itself as though a tomb, And man turns beast within his restless room. o evening, night, so wished for by the one. Whose honest, weary arms can say: We've done. Our work today!
