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  • muhtesem bir sir philip sidney sonesi:

    the nightingale, as soon as april bringeth
    unto her rested sense a perfect waking,
    while late bare earth, proud of new clothing, springeth,
    sings out her woes, a thorn her song-book making,
    and mournfully bewailing,
    her throat in tunes expresseth
    what grief her breast oppresseth,
    for tereus' force on her chaste will prevailing.
    o philomela fair, o take some gladness,
    that here is juster cause of plaintful sadness :
    thine earth now springs, mine fadeth ;
    thy thorn without, my thorn my heart invadeth.

    alas, she hath no other cause of anguish
    but tereus' love, on her by strong hand wroken,
    wherein she suffering, all her spirits languish ;
    full womanlike complains her will was broken.
    but i, who daily craving,
    cannot have to content me,
    have more cause to lament me,
    since wanting is more woe than too much having.
    o philomela fair, o take some gladness,
    that here is juster cause of plaintful sadness :
    thine earth now springs, mine fadeth ;
    thy thorn without, my thorn my heart invadeth.
  • harika bir shanty. charlotte cumberbirch versiyonu favorimdir. luke kelly versiyonu da idare eder.

    lyrics

    "gather round lads!"
    as ı was out walking one morning in may,
    ı spied a young couple who fondly did stray,
    one waaas a young maid, so sweet and so faaaair,
    and the other,
    was a soldier,
    and a bold grenadier,
    and they kiss, so sweet and comforting as they clung to each-other,
    "sing along boys!"
    they went aaaarm, and aarm along the road like sister and brother,
    they went aaaarm, and aarm along the road till they came to a streeeam,
    and they both sat down to-gether to hear the nightingale siiiing.
    out of,
    his knap sack,
    he took a fine fiddle,
    and he plaaayed such a merry tone that you ever did heeeear,
    and he plaaayed such a merry tone that the valley did riiing,
    oh soft cried, the fair maid, to hear the nightingale siiing.
    and they kiss, so sweet and comforting as they clung to each-other,

    they went aaaarm, and aarm along the road like sister and brother,
    they went aaaarm, and aarm along the road till they came to a streeeam,
    and they both sat down to-gether to hear the nightingale siiiing.
    well ı'm off, to ındia, for seeeven loooong years,
    drinkin' wiiine and whiskey, instead of small beers,
    and if ı return again, it will be in the spriiing,
    and we'll both sit down to-gether to hear the nightingale sing,
    well then said the fair maid will ya not ferry me?
    oh noooo, said the soldier, how can that beeee?
    for ı haaave my own life, on the banks of the deeeep,
    and sheee's the fairest damsel that you ever did seeeee,
    and they kiss, so sweet and comforting as they clung to each-other,
    they went aaaarm, and aarm along the road like sister and brother,
    they went aaaarm, and aarm along the road till they came to the streeeam,
    and they both, sat down to-gether,
    to heeeear theeee niiiightingaaaale siiiing.
  • ilk filmi the babadook ile dikkat çeken yönetmen jennifer kent in son filmi. ancak bu sefer bir korku filmi değil, 1800 lü yıllarda tazmanya'da geçen bir macera/gerilim filmi ile karşımızda.