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CUISINE: dessus wengué, murs peinture Rouge RAL 3031 (comme frigo Smeg), inox und méla Egger Titan gießen die meuble les façades. REALISIERUNGEN BEHANDLUNG: méla Poirier, le Veinage du bois Se Klage sur toutes les portes Auto elles sont sciées dans un même panneau De 3 mètres x 2. Why her? Last night I awoke with a start. My heart was sinking and I was perspiring in the middle of winter. A very uncanny feeling which I had never experienced before. I was on the verge of crying. I went to touch her on her brow, but her peaceful sleep was too precious to be disturbed. She always slept like a baby. Just being next to her each night had given me the strength to fight my insomniac habits. I was falling prey to her serenity. I wished that nights would come faster and days would never begin. I have spent the last 10 years knowing her. Every day was a battle for her. She had to fight my insanity. She was the one who got me out of the clutches of the demon. I was declared a neurotic schizophrenic. Yet, her resolve did not let me lose. She had the undying spirit to fight against all odds. She knew me completely the moment she set eyes on me. She recognised every move and every breath of mine. I spoke to her like I have never spoken to myself. The evenings were spent in silence, yet we were talking ceaselessly. I wanted to die in her arms, not so that I could lose her, but so that the last moment with her would be etched in my memory. I wanted to hold her and her to hold me at every instance. I do not want to give this relationship any name but I was sure that we were meant to be together. These thoughts just crossed my mind and I was honored to have her in my life. It has been five years since the day she left me. Yes, she did leave me for someone better, infact the best she could. She went, eaten away by AIDS. Someone so selfless, so giving died in pain. Still, she is always next to me on my bed and I can see her just like I can see you. Her spirit endures and I have imbibed her in me. I will cherish her till eternity. Sonnet 18 PARAPHRASE Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Shall I compare you to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: You are more lovely and more delightful: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, Rough winds shake the much loved buds of May And summer's lease hath all too short a date: And summer is far too short: Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, At times the sun is too hot, And often is his gold complexion dimm'd; Or often goes behind the clouds; And every fair from fair sometime declines, And everything that is beautiful will lose its beauty, By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd; By chance or by nature's planned out course; But thy eternal summer shall not fade But your youth shall not fade, Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest; Nor lose the beauty that you possess; Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, Nor will death claim you for his own, When in eternal lines to time thou growest: Because in my eternal verse you will live forever: So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long as there are people on this earth, So long lives this and this gives life to thee. So long will this poem live on, giving you immortality. ANALYSIS [Line 9]* - The friend's 'summer' or 'prime of life' will remain eternal because the poet immortalizes him in verse. Lines 10-14 confirm this reading. For more on this theme, see sonnet 55. [Line 12]* - Because of the poet's verse the friend will actually grow as one with time ("to time thou growest"). For similar imagery, see sonnet 15, line 14. Sonnet 18 is perhaps the best known and most well-loved of all 154 poems. It is also one of the most straightforward in language and intent. The stability of love and its power to immortalize the poetry and the subject of that poetry is the theme. The poet starts the praise of his dear friend without ostentation, but he slowly builds the image of his friend into that of a perfect being. His friend is first compared to summer in the octave, but, at the start of the third quatrain (9), he is summer, and thus, he has metamorphosed into the standard by which true beauty can and should be judged. The poet's only answer to such profound joy and beauty is to ensure that his friend be forever in human memory, saved from the ultimate oblivion that accompanies death. He achieves this through his verse, believing that, as history writes itself, his friend will become one with time (or, more informally, keep up to time). The couplet reaffirms the poet's hope that as long as there is breath in mankind, his poetry too will live on, and ensure the immortality of his muse. bannedgrand banntan bantan jollybrolly jollycali jollycolley jollycollie jollycolly jollydali jollydhali jollydolley jollydollie jollydolly
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