[who_would_fardels_bear]

I sat upon the shore
Fishing, with the arid plain behind me
Shall I at least set my lands in order?

London Bridge is falling down falling down falling down

Poi s'ascose nel foco che gli affina
Quando fiam ceu chelidon—O swallow swallow
Le Prince d'Aquitaine à la tour abolie
These fragments I have shored against my ruins
Why then Ile fit you. Hieronymo's mad againe.
Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata.

Shantih shantih shantih

The Wasteland - T. S. Eliot

[who_would_fardels_bear]

bttt

[B-Chan]

Shall I eat a peach?

[AnAmericanMother]

I do not think that they will sing for me.