the lady killer II: Photo by Photographer Kenvin Pinardy...
Rated • 2 reviews • photography • photo.net
"Nothing is so strong as gentleness. Nothing is so gentle as real strength." - Frances de Sales
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"Nothing is so strong as gentleness. Nothing is so gentle as real strength." - Frances de Sales
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25 Astonishing Photographs Of Rainbow
Rated • 16 reviews • photography • smashapps.org
Astonishing Photographs Of Rainbow
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Awesome World War II Vintage Ads | Vision02
Rated • 14 reviews • advertising • vision02.com
World War II Vintage Ads
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Waves Photography By Chuck Babbitt | bigpicture.in
Rated • 7 reviews • photography • bigpicture.in
Waves Photography By Chuck Babbitt
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Medieval Identifications: Alcuin of York
Rated • 1 review • history • networkedblogs.com
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Master Jack: Guinevere
Rated • 5 reviews • literature • blogspot.com
Geoffrey of Monmouth introduces Guinevere, "the loveliest woman in all the island" with her marriage to Arthur. He proudly states that she "descended from a noble family of Romans and reared in the household of Duke Cador" implying a fair match. Monmouth's interests lie primarily in the legitimizing effect of Guinevere's Roman blood. -
Mystical poetry, prose, and political viewpoints
Rated • 8 reviews • poetry • mysticalpoetryandpolitics.com
I do not know my future,
i barely know my past.
I only know i feel good now,
and i pray that it will last.
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Eric Zener's Underwater Paintings - Buzz Inn
Rated • 20 reviews • arts • buzzinn.net
Eric Zener's Underwater Paintings
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5 Weird Ancient Pagan Rituals - Weird Worm
Rated • 32 reviews • internet • weirdworm.com
In his `Commentaries on the Gallic War', Julius Caesar talks about the unusual ritual practiced, according to him, by the Gauls in the 1st century BC. Although admitting that he hadn't seen the ritual with his own eyes, Caesar claimed that large man-shaped effigy called a Wicker Man would be built out of sticks and set alight, with those to be sacrificed to the gods trapped inside. Usually criminals would be used but if none could be found then innocent men would be burned alive instead.
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Master Jack: The Angel by William Blake
Rated • 10 reviews • poetry • blogspot.com
The Angel
I dreamt a dream! What can it mean?
And that I was a maiden Queen
Guarded by an Angel mild:
Witless woe was ne'er beguiled!
And I wept both night and day,
And he wiped my tears away;
And I wept both day and night,
And hid from him my heart's delight.
So he took his wings, and fled;
Then the morn blushed rosy red.
I dried my tears, and armed my fears
With ten-thousand shields and spears.
Soon my Angel came again;
I was armed, he came in vain;
For the time of youth was fled,
And grey hairs were on my head.
William Blake
