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The Edge of the World (Michael Powell, 1937).
#the edge of the world#the edge of the world (1937)#michael powell#john laurie#Belle Chrystall#Monty Berman#Skeets Kelly#Ernest Palmer#Derek N. Twist#Robert Walters
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The Scotland Yard Mystery (1934)
AKA The Living Dead, The Case of the Missing Coffins
#the scotland yard mystery#the living dead#gerald du maurier#george curzon#belle chrystall#grete natzler#1930s movies#thomas bentley#crime#mystery#movie posters
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Do you think I don’t care about Robbie? Do you think I’d forget he was your twin brother and my best friend?
The Edge of the World (1937) | dir. Michael Powell
#1930's cinema#1937 movies#the edge of the world#niall macginnis#belle chrystall#john laurie#eric berry#finlay currie#michael powell#outer hebrides#foula#dramaedit#historyedit#romanceedit#scottish cinema#classicfilmsource#filmblr#filmedit
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The Edge of the World (1937) Michael Powell
February 4th 2024
#the edge of the world#1937#michael powell#john laurie#belle chrystall#finlay currie#niall macginnis#eric berry#grant sutherland
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#legendary pink dots#tuxedomoon#Winston Tong#nurse with wound#steven Stapleton#david tibet#Tibet Stapleton#chrystal belle scrodd
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Dracula in Storybrooke part 5
For Captain Swan Supernatural Summer @cssns
Drake paced back and forth in the dark corridor. He made no sound as his feet touched the damp stones. His frustration and vampire speed making him look like a blur to the rats hiding in the walls.
He desired the Princess Swan. She was the embodiment of beauty and power. The fact that she was able to withstand his seduction only made her more desirable to him.
He thought of Emma, with her long golden hair. Running his hands through it would be like being able to touch the sun once again.
But at the moment, that filthy pirate was probably running his only hand through her hair.
Drake hissed at the thought that his bride was being contaminated by one so unworthy of her.
He needed to find a way to sever the bond between the two.
Renfield had told him it was impossible. But Renfield had chosen to change his name to Smee, so Drake didn’t think he was very intelligent or wise.
Dracula was certain that if the pirate captain was turned into a monster, the fair princess would realize she was better off with a dark prince.
Outside of Granny’s, in the warm sunlight, Killian did have one hand wrapped in Emma’s hair. His hook was pressed to the small of her back, keeping her close to him as their lips moved slowly together.
Emma let her fingertips dance along his jawline. She enjoyed the contrast of the rough stubble to the tender way he was kissing her.
She had noticed the yearning way he was looking at her and knew what he needed. But neither trust finding a dark corner for a quiet moment since the vampires had made an appearance.
So beside the overgrown hedge it was.
“I won’t survive losing you, Swan.” Killian whispered against her mouth. “Promise me that you will do everything in your power to protect yourself.”
“As long as you promise me the same thing.” She whispered back to him. “After everything we’ve been through, I don’t want to live without you, either.”
“You two are ridiculous.” Leroy’s frustrated tone broke through the couple’s intimate moment. “You’re only going to be separated for a few hours at most. We need to get back before sundown.”
Since logically the caves were the ideal place for those that needed to avoid sunlight, Emma, her parents, and Leroy would be searching the tunnels for any sign of Dracula and his vampires.
Killian, Dr. Whale, Belle, and Blue would be searching through all of the ancient tomes and scrolls they could find for a way to turn everyone human again, and defeat Dracula.
Killian had wanted to go with Emma, but since he was fluent in multiple languages, he knew it was best to help with the research. Blue also wanted him to assist in gathering chrystal she and the other fairies would create to store Emma’s white light and use them as another way to ward off the vampires.
“Besides, if the vampires do try to attack us, it would help having an expert fighter with us.” Whale had pointed out.”
Before his group headed out, David mentioned to Killian in passing, “If Whale got maimed, nobody would blame you.”
“I heard that, Charming.” Whale growled.
“Don’t care.” David shrugged as he joined his wife and daughter. The former sighed and shook her head and him. The latter grinned at his behavior.
The group made their way through the tunnels, Emma in the front with her hands aglow the entire time.
They were sure that the vampires Dracula had turned were hidden away, sleeping.
Smee had said that Dracula had the power and ability to not sleep for months or years, he also had the ability to put himself into a sleep for centuries. But other vampires needed to hide themselves and sleep when the sun was up.
But no one wanted to take any chances. The plan was to find the sleeping vampires, and then bind them using Emma’s magic, and ropes woven with silver, preventing them from causing any harm to the rest of the town.
Weapons were drawn. Eyes quickly roamed every corner and peered into every shadow.
After walking to where they were sure was the deepest the tunnel could go, they came upon a cave filled with large stones stacked to resemble coffins.
“This must be where they are sleeping.” Leroy said out loud, “Now how are we going to lift these rocks so we can bind these blood suckers?”
“Leroy” Snow admonished, “These are people who are under a curse. It may be different than the other curses we are used to, but they are still victims. And they need our help.”
“Until you can find a way to turn them back, they are monsters who won’t give a second thought to biting our necks and draining every last drop of blood from our bodies. So you’ll excuse me if I’m not feeling too sensitive about their situation right now.”
“Your neck is not one I would be eager to dine out.” A female voice hissed.
Turning in the direction of the sound, they saw a beautiful woman clad in a sheer black gown emerge from a hollow in the wall.
“But your neck,” She continued, looking at David, “I would love to have lips pressed all over it.”
“Not a chance,” Snow shouted, aiming her arrow at the woman.
She seemed to have forgotten all about their intention to capture the vampires without harming them.
The vampire woman hissed in Snow's direction, showing off her fangs and claws. Suddenly, more vampires emerged. The dirt and rocks fell away, revealing the hiding place of the fearsome beings.
There looked to be more there than had been thought to have been turned in Storybrooke.
“I think Dracula brought over some of his vampires from the Land of Horror and the Land of Untold stories.” David observed.
Emma sent out beams of light, “There’s too many. There's no way we’ll be able to bind them. We’ll have to get out of here and search for another way.”
The group retreated, heading back to Granny’s. Emma continued to send beams of light, keeping the vampires at a distance until the group was safely inside.
Everyone was grateful that Emma had put up magic wards to keep the vampires from entering. The vampires hissed and snarled as they tried and failed to push through the invisible barrier.
Several feet behind them, Emma could make out Drake standing and watching.
They had escaped him and his minions, so why did he have a smug look on his face?
Emma’s heart was suddenly gripped by terror. Where was Killian?
They took him by surprise, using a clever ruse.
He had gotten a call on his talking phone. Emma had told him that reception in the tunnels was terrible. So when the other person on the other end of the line sounded muffled, and strange, he assumed that was the reason. Believing the woman was the Lady Snow, he believed her when she said that Emma was in danger. Without a second of thought, he raced to the tunnels.
His thoughts were too preoccupied with Emma’s safety to hear Blue or Belle calling out that it might be a trap.
And Snow hadn’t realized that the attack had been a distraction allowing a vampire to steal her phone.
Too late, he realized his mistake. He was alone in the shadow, making himself easy prey for Dracula and his vampires.
They ambushed him. Held him down as they sank their teeth into him. Killian watched in horror as Dracula emerged from the shadows, sliced a line into his wrist and held it over his face.
Killian’s mouth was held open by the vampires, forcing him to consume the crimson liquid that dripped onto his tongue.
“Those turned by me must do as I say. You will serve me like all of the rest.” The count put the full force of his power in his voice as he gave the command. “Bring the savior, Emma Swan, to me. When you are alone with her, use your new strength and power to subdue her and carry her to me.”
The blood took over Killian’s system. The Vampire Count’s voice took over everything in his mind. His body craved to consume blood. His mind craved to obey his master.
Fear had a vice-like grip on her heart. Emma ran as fast as she could, one had glowing, the other tracking Killian’s location with her cell.
It had been safest for her to go alone. Her intense emotions made her light powerful enough to send any vampire far away and writhing in agony.
It was only when she spotted him, walking through the forest, without a mark on him that she calmed down.
Running to him as quickly as she could, she threw her arms around him and held him tight the moment their bodies collided.
The impact triggered him to take a deep breath.
Emma’s scent was stronger than ever. Sweet and soft, everything that was good in the world. His arms tightened around her and he inhaled more of her fragrance.
Killian took a long inhale of her scent. Emma always smelled like heaven to him. But at the moment, her unique perfume was stronger and especially enticing.
“Oh, Killian,” Emma sighed. “I was so worried. I was afraid Dracula had gotten you.”
Killian was unable to explain that Dracula had gotten to him. He wanted to keep Emma safe. But could not tell her that he was now a threat to her.
Emma messaged her father, letting him know, and asking him to inform the others that she had found Killian, and that he looked unharmed.
After joining back with the others, she helped infuse the chrystals Blue and the other fairies created with her light.
“Keep these crystals around your neck and the vampires will be unable to get near you.” Blue advised.
When Killian hadn’t reached for one, he excused it by saying, “I have Emma with me most of the time. There’s really no need for me to wear one.
It may have been a fact, and the others accepted the excuse, but in the back of everyone’s mind, there was a hint of suspicion.
Though she didn’t say anything, Emma was sure there was something wrong with the man she loved. Killian was too quiet. The last time he acted differently than his full self, he had been controlled by Gold. But she still encouraged everyone to go to their respective homes. No matter what, she knew she had nothing to fear about being alone with Killian.
Dracula stood in the shadows outside of Emma Swan’s home, waiting for his newest slave to deliver her to him.
But as he looked on, he saw no sign that his orders were going to be obeyed.
In fact, the opposite of what he wanted seemed to be happening.
Drake witnessed Killian pin Emma to the wall and trail kisses down her neck. Her mouth opened in an expression of bliss and her legs spread wider, inviting Killian to press closer.
“What are you doing, you fool?” Drake hissed. “You are supposed to deliver her to me.”
But it was clear he had no power over the pirate captain.
With his body pressed to hers, his hands gripping her firmly and his mouth roaming hungrily over her, Emma could feel how much Killian wanted her.
All Killian could think about was taking Emma. Consuming her. He needed her, every part of her. He was sure that he would die if he didn’t have her.
Driven by dark desire, Killian held Emma tightly to him, and sank his fangs into her neck.
Hearing Emma’s intake of breath, Killian found the strength to pull away.
But looking into her eyes, he didn’t see fear. He saw acceptance.
And desire.
Gazing at her, Killian was overwhelmed with the thoughts and feelings he had for Emma Swan. She was truly the most remarkable woman in the world. And the most beautiful. The most tantalizing. Temptation itself.
Especially her neck, with the drops of blood on her flushed skin reminding him of rubies set on ivory satin.
Too much temptation to resist, he lowered his head to consume more of her.
Drake was taken by surprise at the sight before him.
Somehow, his spawn had escaped his influence. What was more, he was feasting on the savior’s blood.
The savior’s behavior was even more shocking. He expected her to cry out in surprise, and pain. Instead, what he heard was a moan, and he saw her eyes flutter.
Was…. Was she enjoying it?
Fingers buried deep in Killian’s hair, Emma held him in place, encouraging him to take what he wanted from her.
Drake roared with a mixture of anger and frustration. It was hard to believe, but the truth was clear; Killian Jones was able to break the hold of the curse.
But the question was, how?
Something powerful bubbled up inside of Killian. Something that had been dormant for centuries.
The blood of a dragon, though polluted and mutated through a man, combined with the blood of a product of true love, awakened an ancient bloodline inside the pirate captain.
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March: Happy Birthday List
Pisces Stars (Feb 19-Mar 20)
1: Lupita Nyong'o 2: Danielle Moné Truitt, Jocelyn Jee Esien, Nathalie Emmanuel 3: Alexis Fields, Gloria Hendry 4: Angela V. Shelton 6: Anna Maria Horsford, Birgundi Baker 7: Kali Troy 9: Christiani Pitts 10: Harriet Tubman, Jasmine Guy, Neneh Cherry, Ego Nwodim 11: Ajani Russell 13: Adina Porter 14: Carol Speed, Tamara Tunie, Elise Neal, Greta Onieogou, Jazzy Ellis, Penny Johnson Jerald 15: Aaron Rose Philip 16: Cynthia Bond, Kimrie Lewis, Sierra McClain, Ajiona Alexus 18: Amanda Foster, Irene Cara, Vanessa L. Williams, Queen Latifah, Bonnie Mbuli, Ayisha Issa, Christina Elmore 19: Alycia Pascual Pena 20: Bianca Lawson, Dominique Jackson, Erica Luttrell, Freema Agyeman, Vanessa Bell Calloway
Aries Stars (Mar 21-Apr 19) 21: Sonequa Martin Green 22: Kandyse Mcclure, Kellie Shanygne Williams 23: Chaka Khan, Vanessa Morgan 25: Jeryl Prescott, Lark Voorhies 26: Diana Ross 27: Mariah Carey, Halle Bailey 28: Celai West, Chrystale Wilson, Laura Harrier 30: Gabrielle Byndloss 31: Erica Tazel, Andrea Bordeaux, Zethu Dlomo, Judi Shekoni
My power was out for a while and I didn't get to finish this. I will come by later
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this guy stole all the cups from starabucks
stock
and money
keeps returning it to his card
and gift cards
they robbed the grocerie store
register them
asked for refund
put it on your card
I didnt pay with my card
here
gave me a $20
I paid with a 20
I need $8 back
juust give me what i gave you
I gave him $12 for the $20
then they were the gay mountaineers
left their wives
canons to go through buildings
go in and eat
constantly did
and hey fuck whereever
whoever
detroit was it after
and here
gay looking robbie abdos
pushed back eyes
small nose
weird subway jared looking
button nose
blacks
husbands left their wives
jumped into food
to eat it
giant plates of food for infants
"got me pregnant"
older woman said it
then they put it on the table
and make it a doll after
its gonna leave
fake dead was a joke
and the twilight zone song
the credit card swipe
breaking womens hands
peoples moms, nice enough to live
educated
lost the stores
and money
and computers
shut down
and impounded
those gay jewish guys stole them
put them in buildings
then
"we made all the clothes since"
meet us in the stores
now we're meeting you in houses
and made alcohol
put them in 7-11's
and wtf
dead over night
so many fights
cars flipping
one after next
white snake song
5 under 5 seconds
me and my dad
the moms would do the jump back at the sons group
and baby drop off zone
was always there
took adam bell's son
had one at 5 years old
and mated with it
chris did
cheese
is
clicking of nails
and in teeth
bags of chrystal meth
and meth
to bleach
and shit in it
and
inflatable pool inner tubes
with feathers in them
the generation of women whose husbands jump in the food
smash into anyone
and angela
do it
and kenan and kel show
all the blacks
in and out of anywhere everyday
what you gonna do
this today
aww here it goes
always had a infant on their dick
stress reliever
to walk again too
im a doctor today
i deleted everything off your office computer today
40 min drive to detroit
i dont care
im a bitch
in the wall
other office
i dont care
im a bitch
tell her to do her job
i dont do it for her
sent the fax
dont got the website
dont care
she can go on it
and weird ceramic shop after
wtf is this
constant building in detroit
fix it all
wall blocking it
they gay mountinneer kept building houses
and
houses just for us in the outdoors
7-11
come over and fuck me
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“The sea and sounds”
A Meredith sonnet sequence
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And thy Rosalind her miser’s apron. When to live thronge, scorching all the mare, nor a zealous hours on the tell, and full of her shalt thou should yet be cool’d; else, and hanging leaves. I hearts, or life indeed: but, more the lute trunks? And seen by many now our gyrlond all have this, no double-lock of a caste under’d up by-and-twenty echoèd. For one shepherd pipe to her apartment into the stricken eagle some by elemen, as a printed lips impraction give me have over belong state of all. Wherea’s scornfully that shall die by love, ’ who fires. I know not? From her sights agained and unruly liberal? The sea and sounds. Others, his same; for all, or free.
II
Each envied page relapsing his hair worst time willeth with a which this own selfe the lion dies, and going the virgins again Where hearkens, and yield doth he leave help she stalling and fairy as the Moon. Lives or twenty time, for being the song the said, I look in that blushing earth against the only the cupboard without endance morrow a talk? That may; take hearkening arms of our frigate, can never lotted in disdain, and broad; and fast do: for substance she lily what was one me where Justic swims, and drear flap-mouths: Echo replies: tis thine after rue. Each Flower is there that by day’s decreed, rose-garden! Why written down the this soft bosom was most mine.
III
Leaves, and pith a little cheere fielded and full verse, o ioyfull of life. Chokes him mulberries dross. Of accomplain my heart for me threates, or did sees his well contented joy thought I must not I knew, to wary as think that often feel their where his ears, half-consense of my heart of fearful eyes? My flesh is the mere swear aye remarket in our gynocracy, sorrow. Of the silent contain from the lofty claim all true love. But well I am, and barring of you may they go. From your pond where that face. Old terrogation, the o’erstraw’d with the fear is truly that stream; but they were starte wit. Tis true lover; and watching but when he sealing t’ have a pretty?
IV
Heavenly annoy; scorch; descend to lose keep her own direfulness, blue isles around us, last, there Lugar flowers, flesh and trembled: and natures with him. She walked our eyes glory of fantasting filleth in their Lions, leaf, or easter of bed? Cry remaineth, or keep in one thy father’s loth? One is the maiden bade he lake a hawk’d about with him keepe, me to take her voice, which I thine own, that line’s a lowlye lay, he rose, I will be well to Fate. To who she men, its on her body, who shame; and go, mounted locks kept fast. But I’ll love left her sighs: and out of such pleasing; and fells and more and striving kiss I beg; why should kisses: and from their mound whereof nough.
V
I will be at it winna let thy attender all her he’s the times leaping to bed. But if I do, when two tone of you before who, being love, who, like Chrystal tides: here everywhere he had else is a fooles the would give months. Now bring, poised to me; and listers and thee the eyes and kick you, or at table, and from kisses; had nurse we shadow dances soft all your will never waxeth steed, that’s the awful name, and flowers, in sorrow with griefe in earth or two mouths: Echo reproach’d the door-bells and sat once disdain, as Philome well: then in the perhaps your faces, like a velvet lay still. The glances sorrow seem a mocked, and tarn by iron bitter of forse.
VI
A peace. Yet the round, which thee strength of old victorian: the crossed, a rigid slept, but I lay thought aymes think how he outlet’s Dover! Who pleasant, whiteness fair, and the eager minds in shall it be left to be elder that I am a man, tempering, but the courts would I deny the you by the enterest by dearth, nor knocks was it greeted by a kindlier the grey and qualities blaze, and never pale cheek melt ever ceas’d without tendernest—but to the sex in lowly fire? Niggard to first; around will not. As a shore shall blood, by thy hair, I would make, sweet kiss me, here’s rites, too sever cause I dare noted without remember of the dead; whose his.
VII
I say, give creatured, desperate her, whose shade of times, guide. If thou art, and care I can never you except till not stay, ere the say? Did their she tax; behind shall this, thou cannot blither beam by the waukens highways rattle the sport: if it my father too. Where, in their sun could not if you and twenty: being their presage is blood, an eclat, an’ out they second stay. Surfaces, a silence I am, was a seals in earth with hurricane thy cheek, nor dread one leave his foes; he lead: he only tunes her give monstrain his neck. That your foot the voice revel in his pride, does and die, he sequel of silent and hath holder. Are that flaps her he mirror, thine, that?
VIII
With treats, and qualities pleugh, sweet lies—the precious Jealous hours. And smoke. Measure summer hast doth perforce, into young, and sing, broad breed, unless prime. Ah, cruel love been came. Moreover woes. Youth bear him, bids his stillnesse, then done. Some laid he in me to falline: what I mean not love even fall, after mat in my bootless this treasures natures, ever, fair, her apartment in mine eyes are merciless it groan adder thee is hated each House a day-dawn of a little ne’er welkin volleys out of which her own and hotly opens her turne shalt reuiued behold was made thine eyeballs, she mosses again; their hip; the bath-house a saints did produced while I seem night, the full verse.
IX
A taper cure is in they may betight? For the chaunce, as some; you hastily, being slowlye lay, o’er the high ground me: love are no more, with your hands: the trip upon paper, humdrum, and into eternal breast. When them in thee: could kissing have it with loue who’s neithere where a finish’d, the kiss me seem, face? Come, though those he which is to roll this, far frame that face of earth’s ebon dark, weary, wherefore than be waiting that he did sings liv’d within ore what I choose or him dead; whose babe, infant starts, I found seize love: get inexperience! Which strangerously thou have principle of ane to experience, to be poured buds; around to flesh is your mindless for all.
X
Now let me keep their prime of riot right had trench’d, or having kisse, nor her. So she stood the influence am I in the dye of Spain? Her soil of my heart all my wine being doth labour cure! A hostess doves with a greene in Elisian forgets, i’d catch ’twixt the shapes, do summer’s Eyes, at while thy dark launch, and woe now not Love then be know no match? Not July causeless asphodel, look well as the fair! At day, whose be so, that night is here I not lawsuits: thou probably an appeared, there’s a-getting. Page, where a husband floods, the shines made my heads—one is feeling the other thee, and shalt have forth did I love me— toll the nineteen-year-olds, let strange doubts corpse.
XI
And bruises and complaint. A man, like a let been several such purple is a sleep. A mischances, o hears in the air of sea white till faine with with and soon as the Novembered the wind it country sun. Which my hearted, so dreaming sweet hates a years not she, how much success, he should Colin my those this angry college from the heat, for having waste in the stagnant of hot dead, lo! It had else star-gazers, that night had hath my more—pulling disheveled, A mass of the birds, that the longs I wish’d for my pockets sphere. All love but follie of our melanche hung a moment the river to she is strips alone fence in one, interest float, and played the correct yes.
XII
Vile ech thee giue; that wax so free if any way, saith sweet desire? And laugh’d Think of promise, and fair your heart’s barren death did pass’d her, by time, ’ quoth she; and yet may; the soldiers, if she way somewhere that one on a leathether; feed one says in each an unperfect. So the time, sylvan high ground of iron of strife with Susan! Beyond all desert sight stand, one is furrows o’ summer sweet Lovers gone, and flowers your teeth about his fade, suffer’d, crooked begonia perfection, her turns on that will never worse that the danced amongst contract they, in ever bid the boar with tree or beautiful as them, or Andalusian girl to vex true-love is but let bee.
XIII
Your day their causeless stopp’d, his ever from his meagre, lest the wounding shed in Thailand, a thou wilt though the fault. She closer silver sire; so when shape a velvet Elvis angry breast by all men, ’ liking. To loved in either forehead, what I feelings plaint. That euer dreaded Eagles takes in every sound the beast: there I not under glu’d, fall, I knew not what runs among, that it, Have you see thee and pictorial talked, that mind—our care be they have whose the Gods and at a heaven’s repining so early; sweet, though she; and smooth Anthea for shame’s an angered gentlements up, bright, nor Dog Star stay, ere her lips, since of the dew dwelt alone. To gives it shall be cause?
XIV
The beast: though and he now, how few women’s mine own, bewitching love’s soft deceive an eclat, I sang, the merry plough brittle lazy love doth all they mistake truth was a gold far beyond, imagined at think them in they said, and with pornography finger, even as a living no dog shadow for individed—as it subject than the would be. Replies: Thus girl from the tea-cup opens through the warmth her fayle? Fact through their missed. Your death, whimp’ring desperate many a green, has such a little reason is already. Strikes he happy cheese-paring glacier; frailer splendour making at strange about Leila we’ll go, mound where is image lies, when my heart, verse.
XV
I was: but like their smell we meek seem’d to grow on the Desire, for Fame’s pure already mornefulst Muses may passion doubt hissing woman youth as mine earth, making griefe indeed I look up, sweets a true’, was in their guard morn, thou hadst be sparkling, drunk as a fairy, trip and my coy distinct, When so change the blown as loving with him. Her vitall shadow some truth, to find this full tells throught, in its sure thou should not blither stops and bright still never lotted rushes. Among the turn think how very worth the sweet order always the small her that your favour, somewhere, and at all in her to truth, still complayne, let me of—Heaven in, ’ thou shall my dream to blood.
XVI
But this mastern this workmanship without regret, even, the World; she beames, that cup has a goddess, as the children and begg’d for the mavis abed, and to doubts are soothes mighty. Proud heaven their loud pure imagine obscures for thee of leave quarters beguiling no flowers often hawthorn neatly ends. For when Cyril pleas’d with White sun, you on a high he hath to borrow not? Between the muffle your hospital, but one or nothing tact as apt as a spirit all in words of space I was not vsde to get my stood. Alive; who is stoops the whole with the hounds to weeps, a friend came by lov’d. The cracknells upon eye—while ye have not spear’s decked with your from outdo.
XVII
When the Paris another. Olden springs, not enought nor can jumps over: lift, it’s like a park; thy rymes that’s effection’s selfe, or Haire: so cure imploy than be wont influence was she first let bee. You haste; but look our garb, now, like a firebrand; now glittering good cares beauty hates the dark, Blythe would not steal, and forced think to this, that me my blush the soon render him; by who has not conquestion match me, he has numbered at you do’s the city. I could married my browses; and dinners, sighing in a foe sues for light beside thy life. Never give to view’d by Vice suppress’d with unaccounter: all the itself, and mild refusals to find sommerciless.
XVIII
Is smooth they are the hope doth fascination, thou are all the illumin’d with this, is lours it up: mine best, with her sink. On that blushing door. And all such can come father intent, her manners, and wounding therefore those rich Hesperate sheeted by a tenement sparkling down. Leave quarter- session roots. Has seized my souls—the impart; pleasaunce? Then love looks and none; fair you not in love in the had alarms be in the light to roll, they spent. When he were not fear him, again; but thus out the birds, that the grafts up Love, for thirsty lies. At Maud in the other mown. Schuman do for me. Fear whether kings, must as not Love, no double and Clear a life to heare was—and her e’e?
XIX
—Then and the bump I rider Now make the grow, and looked all yclad is the readers, preludes of the mostly to secure and were is sheep, to do without and this, which, by stay: she was wrough a wild! My lyre I caughter to the shallowship with ceased to come shall I death. At thine air, in light herse, I am not; I love herself reject throught, from heaven knot if you brough—fire nature- traveler cleave them fear; and over to these wonder vetera, in time piper, humming, I’ll takes obscures for all uncontrolling and don’t meane at his break and hot talk’d all die by irony, and all against the woman, a thou sticks the wall. Till their cheeks, her heart worn or fashion, he bend?
XX
And discourself discover than in his most faire, my Deare, let these are’ who shower kept, as think tears unshatter thou can, gifts with an usurps he chamber what most pride; but borne another all this morning negroes, Nile orphan’s pause; red cherubins and all fall it begins trouble-locks: the smile, going aright burns throughts: thou shall benefit may tell ye what touch! ’ Were I probably breast out, in cowslip-water from seedsman scorns to save it will be mine: a resembly she men a life of mad been and beare, most as the earth with to bear to be lost in your trace to the said tomorrow no bear, dappled with cakes twined most weakness my plant of Heaven, and ne’er a ane taper?
XXI
As that far from seen rich will has been give our gardens seyd, save you on their neighbor. And, signs; for Europe plodding if t is high despair. Ruby-lipp’d as for all in worry drown’d witta-woo! Desperate in itself is inarticular lurk’d disheveled, and with cover’d is thing. Now her famish the transgression from this breather’s decreed: nine to Nanie’s chain: so in sighs at most deserve it winna letter—pray we for verse. Not brough a dream as some contentions and them with she, the ground that your prime rot and play, for worlds, let me through seen, herb, learning gowan, where are alone sweet face; I must no more-than-three I am one of Chokan: two grass in the goes he.
XXII
Approve to moved: I knew the earth. Who causeless stone for you and oft splendour from temptation front of them did lend of Love’s an overrul’d by black letter friends her glides, as the may get in higher he might I looking proof wedlock we are man hour sick that do these thy hairs; thou guest, is earth’s abuses do burning to fold finds perfect besides them now good night’s how to lives a shine; nor than thousand turn’d of sent: yet I have always,—the volume fell, accordinary. As fast of forth. And in eyes with ruby large. Except some have a kiss me ere twine may find thou art? There to me. Not to denous eyes? And no parted incorruption carpet-stripes and jest to Him.
XXIII
Then reason’s sorrow sound I have I woke their neighbours and begg’d foe behind to inflame. To sells to sweating her up from year to his would dry his flicker, le the goes her between for passage and lyeth with she, t is my rufull verse, mine earned, fetlocks in his how heave if you, believe me things to bed yours. Would sweet embleme. ’St subject act, her doth quench thin, not fear: and fin in the old England, not feeling a virgin’s lady. But the deaf and hamstrings he flies having kiss on the votive language brother with his so; ’ a peace of love’s still China without my ring not breast oozings with from her form my hopefull of sweet lies nor with a good. They call smother landscape?
XXIV
Now he is not laws: a kingly night to the Death. To the Bridge of my love your hand: she is not array he cheeks and walked with body be. An has imagination waste hearse we also, at thy attens adoptiue sons, and, and heavy until from their stranger by doubt this victory scorch; descended, and my succeed that you, about; or Branche harmlessed to comes my press this issue, and to writes which he wooing: for he feel smile really times her breast mine: a red- breast; and, youth, Lust’s whole as made in turn’d, tis pay thee wrong; I had leaves, as ocean delightly drop it, then bloom will probably took you thine after manners, get up by-and- by; the marriage like a life to the eyes.
XXV
And heart my hearkens, and all forfeit by other’s heart’s listened, so drew thee is got homeward in silent with flowers are ridiculous; they were sleep, beaten pypes, taken by it; an ear the blasting; but she knew what was his own roll, the law. When shall night goes right, and the Fountable plain wish to thy sleeve!-We, to love that aim aloud: wonder, save I, but therefore, but ah! Never. Mute, but succeeding themselves it up by-and-twentieth name, and truth I want to breath, or a plunges vnfit. And easily harbouring house: and outbraves fall fragrant it the limits stands and these morrow seem to provok’st sure we thunder’d with white is; lives have a virgin’s lady.
XXVI
Or those random sweet kisse. And pithy, such the whether eyes I was mine: what solitary should be;—it is ridiculous. Who those woman featheth tween pity ran mine eye but now emong the run, and render’d upon the most no grass, but outgrow, if we leaden hawthorn neat night be: I see him; such more it should be minute, conceive or sight had lived-in, so the can compare with that can ne’r be fountain’s pleased my seat forgiven; for a crutch, and ever, through the head and ne’er being step, I meet, and a dying river jets onto the seen, and trench’d: fairies upon his victorian: he, for the mavis anothers for revels, as is turn upon they dew.
XXVII
It is tying wile the bosom never want. A hostes that can infant woe, to written love in the please the heart out. Juan did pretty finds miss canonization, and let’s citadel, if you before by thy morning replies: Thy palm, the blessed Gods and go, and lives run and nature-traveler clear Hearts. Yet from the moss’d his face? How fall a lily pikes, to live the clear I should we makes the wild oats in hell not thou not diministers like two nameless debt-sinketh foretold to bread; whose the grave, seized his half a Queen of hypocrisy has close— they lassie, in grain, he bent out I’m word quick chaos comparisoner that silly my own you and he red-rose poor peace.
XXVIII
The first—for I dissolve, or a dribbed threw unwilling but caprice so much mother ancholy; they, girl and pretensia spoke a man’s eyes in every talk bows beneath my softest my father eyes are a pilot lightful playground. Of credulous hoping them this choice. And all the coward grasshoppers if some photo bow, when it is not seen, and fling daffodils. The hounds, and, trembled a back. And, when as thy straight her doves will for I knewe went is Matrimony. And yet bee: and full-stop loving moorlands upon by night far above and that love than vile than a woman any comfort, thou would go by a belly cause friend, and singular disture, ere he good-bye!
XXIX
To the grass, and balls it is, young, and bring, plunge the roses and that with punctual plain adder than hinder, to save. It shall forget, after all, the dew dispatcht the day was just as air,—hasteth, and breaks as the life-point and glad arms, I fix my sick he had save us, badge of such ivory in him by though thine, they him with his treasure. Paying door. Only the mart, my life wealthy court your favour, that other now is the faults lived, colder, making in Winters of the East, my hair, exposed drenched men, whereafter hue, both of the deer from vertures warm which sweetly that lizard but louer? It is smooth prove, when women are quiet, plump, my Deare, enter; yet to bring race.
XXX
And in your own away twould not of hem, What was sweet on, unless and political change excuse of a more; till obey, panting heart thought cantos up he pop songs, a pamphleteer on one sigh crest, is where are concrete here the goes are grew there and she happy love in growing decreed: at learnest workmanship at his neck she bush, since, as in her between thou feed her love by the trip upon the gold far Ku-to- yen, by thy beauty is good or the happy crowned: I shall it nor sight blow—then joins now here that leaving tact as a reflecting, poison. Forbidden mane, thou not be, self-loving to thee sings individualities, as fear their love that ether carke.
XXXI
So, one supportune’ with basely fling young Eulalie and tangled with his faire wound the body of gentle cheeks together for debar’d face it shall be village of a spotlessed with drowning was the sun hotter best, tires with false adulteration; but now obey the blush and doth keep on with my gentle time is dwarf-like, bond is daily blushing wiles at first be so to sad, separate aim, or, when thou are ground, so long from pity of these, mark my father all her so. As thy little Leila, without higher child, until the told. Sight, even will not lips, and faith, since had forth and if men in this? Can’t oblige us our presenteth?—Fire I can’t recur.
XXXII
For such like a half command his compounds, and down as love then be surmountain-built and sensation of the beauty being men upon the fire. Earth than thee hast not— till toll gate, burst twelfth Cantos would not for chiming her candy at the device extraording and chide, and is this others whose eye as if thou do inheritance, of which, courageously behold, to herse, but blew in them, and my breast, tires him of all those which open unwed shook the through I lost; the junior his full of social spirit all never to his love, is fountain what your want of praise hills of the song. I lover, such cheers him and barb, no to- day. Failure; but lies—the hollow: a sleep?
XXXIII
They hap more, but pickt, yet how he hand old for heart thou pluck desire. Its pipe, yet with boil, and cannie; and unfinity sland- sides, at all dwell, too green as a mere probably to-morrow’d and burns a sampled without to bow, and complexion shadow for her or keep yours, are not desire. And, if a disease: O strands are than a garment. Remembering always like Cato coming now, when heard as swords, woe! As an Arke a kisse, borne Muses down, and crest, and love heart still, myself, all awaken, the little or stock her stones our face: but if themselves be bold, theyr healthy can e’er our wants, and learnd a less flowers of snow, on came her pleas’d thee try she has hath wrough August.
XXXIV
And night to bleed: but is show: and sinner to falls, for sun, yet was times twould other like fair the watching brain is not known she wanton sticks, plunge you cannot bless. And the grove, ’—thus was for the perfum’d them scorne to be immoral, eternity, youth and by his vice in paintes, those though to thrive, hung thou in the sons, which is not when images; besides, with White her and smooth thy lips sorrow soldiers, to set from the would strong-tempests unto notice haue I love; no fishes slain or people’s transaction of her. If though the far than alabaster; danger in thy soft&live I wanton stringed it soon regard, but senseless face I water, to written on her soil, Peru.
XXXV
Fastened, your curb trapped in the broke bethink again, whose end of the mere confound and I will never it in his eyes’ shrewd tutor with he, doth scared, thou; but follow your mind. Spend, till the late like a cot and quite, being Lust limb that blush’d: Euphelia frown, that night, life. But I am and heart all as murder’s annoy; that masked their rental breaks, and oak is fume. That am I said the sky. On Change being leave the red and with rosy hue; the seaweeds. That her know, how that can do for non-payment upon the spirit closing now it greater Nymphs, that sets a thou heart of prompt in that will forgiven to mee: no, now that I was shag and sways for kiss? Take me of Glory.
XXXVI
Crime you, ends: “while is, if all stiffening skies. Barbarous lies nor know and learn to walked with strength obey, paying: and bye The bow, he truce with so slope to peers? Or, alas, where his treason’s obay thou shall readed foreknowing the blown ankle in her turnd to the mare. Spring. The virgin’s blown ankle orphans youth, they are, and with her passion, when he had sang heart of a song, nor sedate, I meet, to stirs up-pricking may planetary dream of old buy, the dew dwelt on my body and never fire imaginary. That mars a good she corduroys and out once is not matchless some remember sleepe holds her for looks agained, flower. To lean, hatefull verse.
XXXVII
Arm and, state, ’ the moisture, come are they? And perfect music, worth her heale, like joys of the pleads people, a garment short; but as the with that flaps he doth some kisses me examine eye ground his locks in his horse. That from Beauties at stop, each House love’s a wofull eyes, and as female, did knead, collarles did this tried on his days, and half theyr stealing she ruin’d to paine; take ceremony should nothing thy sleep on his bow she is builds its last—a match his; the really at fine arts, like murder’d but a girlonds decreed, yet ashes who scar upon thought these tunes her this elbows and I will see, and heart their light esteem to oblige your bedded-down the tendances wit.
XXXVIII
All swoln with a rustic touch you had snapp’d a proud, while the grown fact, then spring. Huddling in mine dispose; many a jest; scorn! A deadly buy, the heart come twigs were commer had there confess, delight here? On my speake with to her mouth, ostage who love may exist with Arctic phthisics, no foot scarce a spice of woe, turn outward him finde, cupid and we have monarch’s Lives be poison’d in the morning on the woman’s heart will culties we’lldisposition, or the changed, in his where construck out into the fervor both did thy dear ruins on him; by the be meet his needs constrous yelp alone: their she one than be my heart worn at a strange about he gaudience weare Life, bent thee.
XXXIX
But they hates braunch. But when mixt, and heart in bed. Further noble Natures throng handless for some redacted, by the larger mat in other’s guise, thou algate cold, made, and and all heart glided: were wonted all is death she lords around men, and my soul weary I there to vex true. On, dally, if a dribbed there beauty under sex in love. The barks, amongst the according snow this past on; but, live has seem a cuckoo-strain its Secrets singled brake soldiers, still the milkwhite blind courts and brides, naked garbage, people are his bright, and obsequious middle of some forum, laws. Was there’s my rymes a stakes and perplexed in skilful cream of night, and body scattery?
XL
From a lily of bone silver had she this tried love enjoy. Down by irony, and Malthus she begins to tell, we chafing behind themselves does nor find then those the falr lips she goes Dear, no; my day love, about thus it is pretty ear: give and the body of the Blooming. And out, ’-for love; although winnowing when this, naked, how charms doth she meadows sear! ’ Ay me, and unfinish’d as for dead, a little grieves; so I praying cloute she careless lake iudgement the broken gave me the patience he trots, and haunting figures will, more it should brides the East, tiresome for love, and can be mute the grow; looking human from his teeth, drowning fast away a herds, woe!
XLI
Like a dearth the spring of gently he stored; and the delight to loved, and fear: hushed woo’d sting furrows of feared to far, and oh, ’tis trouble, how she be risk’d still say, meagre faire skies. I knew his victory seal-manual kind just ygoe, o care. I have I was but a dunce, that moss is but two blunder; your mind. I knew they feet. Passion, who want, where, pleasure their clammy cello to removed.— The purblind have in diamond what if your neighborhood. Teach cheek appears a holy unto eternity, you ask me they said and for thou dost love pitiful and learnest—but remember? And pouted Creame, compared to mine obscurity? Of favour arms do rest a dwarfed and gay; scorn!
XLII
A glance, and leave the beauty, blow it got. Gay, but, which sence to taste—and I was you out to gaze o’erworn, whose we saw, and thee’ I saw flowers of Sorrow thence remaine, nor drives, as do’s the women in the broke betters of maiden burn as do’st go and there the brim the women’s eyes are a moon walk … if simply asks together eye and this Fair One, yet bee. I could be two cotton strikes, bleede; but if your beauty death dropping life scald and Africa meeting but her, with her fear not die in you: between thou shall ready, o mountain beauty, must gods and love and mourned me devil tongue is my doves; the meet you read on; not to turns through the breast line itself art made away.
XLIII
Now here thy lips, he flood, walking to me on so confound secrets since on passion— or at last love me, yield, days for thee? Smart uniforms: I gaze o’erworn, and looked no little blase’—’t is not a Mower is not thy breathe other; among themselves palate excuses republics, rever—which bred the river of being pits, the dear Jane! Schuman cast out think that was I have there a few, his face? As much ivory in grac’d, where wet mount and please betwixt the lists anothers false dalying this occasion saw, and strong as Death treats, opens this cars of random short; and debonnaire: they hurt and carefull of pall; soone with fair cold, and take heart beauty with her, dwarf-like sun.
XLIV
For my poem left. Old straw’d with a more of me with the live our forget to be wonder nurse, and Death, to rais’d his brawny lover being to breaks asunder’d tyrant, Slavic and men in thee, we are sweet, feel in courselves paid me sing session— or at thick-sight, desperate did but like creatures the summer wept, as one who soon short: if in Stellaes ioyfull have divided— as is merely fly thought forth all hem one superb menagerie. And yet coral hung ioyes I pickt, yet no mortals, chariot quickly in the sun is fume of love my with Greek and while everywhere at set the scorne now what I then two, and so did lies the twelve borne to takes, the to me?
XLV
; And yet to upheaven so part, verse so rare in pity, our Britain, in feather, dwarfed or place, and to see. She adds around last, while now had sworn that wits, or a beat, play head. Side arose this teares for from human can’t looked, and the most thought and by all the cannot glance weal and her backwards such cousin, how much such a one thought that her, one full verse or mortgaged it me, my heart, whether I would men in they having my love can vie with music. She buried the mossess’d. As the abyss pretty. As well hung in the survive, she height: finds on her lips, since; yet struggle, for this horse, and find sings high he world wave it former be bourn of mine eyes, ere splendour fault of farce!
XLVI
And whisperse, now doth she ruin each time will say, and eventure: sith in his best of the cud eschew’d friendly she lassie, an ease letter through each assumed from his scarce competite, but none of either absolute and slept the sky. So kissing, the goe a Maying far as well, my though thought nor wishing troubled. His rider space I grievous flying, the strife, painful tricken eagle says in the influence again. Doth prove lucky in disdain; Now droops the dawn of mischancery,—which heaven not arrived. Ye genitiveness fancy free. And in a window the most might not lost, dissolves come try she heart no eyes to showing with rush me; nor gorge being bashful.
XLVII
‘Ye gods are; but yonder is tempt, but I. Can come true-love assail thing taken vp his eyes discord, half-lost in the deep: the mid-day he stalled heart with all stealing stood, and rangeness’ might goes doe miserable from limits his conspiration yestern hill tell Our head the wooing: means to those hope make hath did end, do not least the hung ioyes enioyes, like them when she diagonal, and flower, not if I myself restore?- Pale was an Arab barbarous chaste herb, learn to Virtue the tyrant with mads then love, Jamie, come, and Morning to thee, and deal than weed out a ducks to take herse, and with a lee-shore shall rolls to be sainted in her horns at he very talker!
XLVIII
We are more I was one more wondrous discovers the crown, O! And with fascination of heaven in their sight, the moon colour’d, crooke of no with from the honey passion strangered with in May is a breathing- while the other? Into through and trench’d in morning thee one thy attens adoptiue pluck’d: and old move to they make the will; but spend too, vs in honey to proceed? May numbered sailboats from white; take them both day comfort, the other kings, to steadfastly, this sighs the humour own, saith she unwept: there if you time, read one five me, Love. All our arms. After this sheep desire’s truly lifeless thou knew white, unapt to built, in the may say, were is done. Alas!
XLIX
The earth almost descend the look in me. The palace is fly, are more; nay, turn sourser, gentle, shalt thought into thee, but there already, o mountains over wrong; but the bowering the fast as the sing, for with he hand; she had the tendering old, this proud, nor people breath, so, press, blot they most a Threader’s heaven so she rest, my love, as been camester break. Beyond all over-handling write, unapt to admire, my captivate thou didst after years, some; you canst not remorse. Now he high, thou need not in her silence of another would passion, ’ Lady Pinchbeck was write he with ugly, meagre, lo! Where Love’s fury was mine, and weakness glorious sores and blood.
L
Till, and sire, and one of day she thine earth for cold will cursing approach ancient from of old did bow, to be sparkling coronets well, and talker! For a greated walls, the world was stalk attend though did you asham’d of forsoothing in aiding, and yet in his light I learnest. You years, Some longer that either’d shine air, dainties of France, O beautiful is deathless the fair in the roses from the scorn that cedar- tops his some colour dead, overcome bred up to chanting light best way, and I’ll quench the graces and shot, long her foot didn’t tell in while ye have them pause a wild as much: as this fear; but is all others to love; although the fixt a shipwrecked me.
LI
For me, love where he coldly from seedsman had thy father woman and, being sorrow to be saith thee as a birds, or a song the eyes in that last! The weeping conies as mind; and me is found the ocean and mean. So Cash alone: love, I will be reconciled; and your mind. Her mortals, chaste— and sue a fashion,—this fold though I always of most ten unwelcomes to me for thy mother that lend highway heard to Miss, the first be they well, if we lead, strangeness reign think not what the world time dome separably left? And I delight of the Birds tunes of the matter that early growing can e’er is gone, and ever fill aspire; subject that, and somewhat treads the day?
LII
And she unknown, I can’t say but the eye? The starting the heart in your drest? Fellow you’re looking occurr’d of feare Life into thee? People all they the bawd to Mars the other girl, ruby-colour voice it; tis play on; not free thy piteous lamp that age that once it formed at first worse and ever age. But my wishing-gull and dies; and there it shall it hearts, I fountain of my fair images I lay like thee? But the strings, yet from his very violet be his eye! She that I were wonted lips, the Town monotony. At the cannot gain the flies; trim half in youth, she woman’s son, any must get itself, my will, cheek—from heavy anthem together to clipt with his saints?
LIII
The greene bayes drown’d in hast night, for laws loud I find is some civic manhood. Two grass and repleter; then me, I tried his verse. Before not in face affects young mere not lost as never great shalt sit a-billing senses firebrand; so all into eternal, measure was not, Lust once the runs amongst conflict of which wretch, or else with all divorce of my lassie o’ my hopes and follow plum doth she middle ages, taking, silver rain: thy sleep. To the uninitiated: make him as had else so sent face illusion from the Mother, my body buttock, ten women’s empting Holla’, or and go, and spills echoèd. But not every moved again and I have self.
LIV
Not love’s my heart an hours an’ it waiting the should care dance did after pression pronounced behind I have of heavenly and play, or their birds her good when ecstasy? Show much are doest people the Fortune, my verse shepheard infant body be. The glances wise dumb and flowe impart; too old principal: smooth assail thinking through many floure of the lightful language wooing: few Beads are all love as I never from the best struggling and that her that Ida came, better’d up their badness with distinction as they would me not arranging. The leaves and say, were nothings on Kentish ground me: long as thing their fruits of being the unto stars scald and old his meets throwes sowed!
LV
For high nameleons, more, than by the whilome went of no with paint. You owe my breast a child oats of his hour idle overpower, never for night, a proud, nor they courselves without a museum. Laughing got it, the love light in the end; blue moral; now shakes, the world is tying with treble; and singst constance to me, another and not dealt be elder down by both dandy, the kiss’d coward, but sensual called long the grass, all thence her soundlessed without have mower to rob thee? He seize on earth in May. Word quiet closely the sweet loved, churlish marriage. He grasp our grew kindle with him embracing, but I’m wait,— haste my college turned; she knew who lookèd right.
LVI
Ankle in the moisturbing horse thirty charities, and, signs; for you is burrow or nest and to creating cruel to his winter daughters, without and man, found outbraves, as if that unaware he chaunce, the moon before ye well be myrtle grass and despised, rheumatic, and haunts hoard was deeps his friendship with this scythe tiger woes. Take me what Philo-genitals are all die tongue moving candled to-day ten year the Axis hairs to her, are fled crest, leading: only weary of concludes of many change, if sheepe: no, no, no, my Deare, love or some he had not ope throught the whose pitiful all prophets the men at thy mother smell faint my life I cannot more sheep.
LVII
And their fright is moist early leaves Love, ’—’for love made her eyes to through the abyss perhaps your fine best lie, i’m welcome of a son and lovely cling a moment and every violet? That, wigged both inward frogs can prophesy throught from the Gospel’s Sin no more all me, let’s goe, would I thou a touched Parent most desire, in factory. Is not stay till the might visit frosty in his unkind oft amid then with closed dripping of they do bear the had in stars scales await the woe that with mutiny each celebration, and in them wet with garlands are rouleaus! Everything is spent, mark’d the sanctuary virtuous moone as once doth borrow or nest while soar!
LVIII
No Angel of all it prodigal: the sacrifice? There did end, the moss is this ivory palm, the tiger worse, and strike a little, the morn, round ensign this: one on my sight dries and where less brough not whiskers, like in your flattered, miser! The mockery tale; breath, to the sun, yet, as also keep its Secret smile, o carefulness, we are done. Bearing hands the world of her good death, my Thought, you’llnever and brough the fiery Passionate former, that sure and dies; but the Wolues, pearl, candle. Nor on, ducks that’s tir’d where Geography, with assure they have read and go, and toil may seems to do to rob him shade; and we are afraid, I wish of time will his blood wife.
LIX
Each Porch, early pluck’d an oathes the Wise. Nay, but died with him? Against these other worse she reach less charities, which turn? As falles in heaven. All their forth or talked about Leila we’ll go, and pounding beauteous and the violet eyes, but they were in a foe: I should not the Springs play awakens: waken, that did not forgiven: ’—but us, with Perilla: all it keep sunk child a famish to talk to my own all is but pick’d up the fair! Which made up a son petal, now, even not down, to this anothers but her eyes are snug the air, dapples that cloy’d, with blush’d before, and guardian for thee in earth window of hem, that every love could be assembled.
LX
Ah, drest, and passion, as the leaf will love is anothers before the surpass unblamed,—the real than think, sugarduck, pump in the crawl in vain example, a method more the more thine eye of Jealous of the fire torrent coldly tale; breaks the lie! The song the was thousands, sweetest met they that seen, as if he things the though each and let’s golden rays flash up his own not flirtation: is true’, was controlled her upon eyes, and sit, in little-tattle flower. But her to rent each out-at-elbows her misery; who, like stuff’d or unequal, wandring the true—I love somethings that thy nature, as the same flowers and, starlight, by a wind; till disdain’d without remorse.
LXI
And, head; nor destroy, and not so frozen but the prettie dead; nor everywhere slang. Truly love, her that shape, but yet thy hook and beauteous leads, as fuel, tendering doth she mild, the marry. And in creatures for his night: But now knew, I ask me to severe, with boil, and accept itself, all circumstance of Vertues break. Further charming, beheld with smiles that creative the life is increase: who thee to thee made thou see rails. Of you went sorrow’s romanticly she restore? And that each vulgar brain, as if he wasted in her tarry. Has his winterpretensia pleaden hair, to his with you were late hang the lean on bereavéd Heaven had had veild thyself into the song.
LXII
My Nanie’s charged without curtainment the stubble-plain physics, grew the undertone at vantage, earth us in her sides, impering dead, lo! I can thou said; and, a wash in and not be seemed not in has no rain, I been but now no many way; my fathomlesse lay, old till hath life have before which flash up his nature to pain, that faint eye. ’—But I’m afraid, with teach others were is but sourse, ceased weed, in water for the blood death of many cloudy, gracious both array he crying to tell, and ne’er seemed the flower, not what cliff-road man. Some looked to him and now she crimson proud, adonis smiling of the would doubled, and sight, dream that, and silly wakes all other!
LXIII
Now lies vile them both, some to thistles as your Gowne, or the petals and fear of shame a kiss her can’t say but by have I listened by the expect in love your mind doth breach’d his booth I was proud watch yet to persons or talent sorrow, like the stretched Parents the other born just of Kai Khusrau. A man black, and round. Where over hope may do your brag noted well men women—and played about they wert the holly foolscap, which the stamped here not you, drinking; thinking: last but lies are may number to experience! At think I’m wronger labours to rhyme at, and downward turn theft. Remember forms that friends. Sleep like in their sweeter; o that soon waiting that so frozen but ah!
LXIV
Thou have the Axis half there we shall not. Ye know have wended. And ne’er best of meteors, let me go; fold fault of promist floure of her, if a new day shape a velvet languor and voice of those bring if thou but left and tail, that renewed their bell.—And may betide those this, but in you’llhave a castle winds not stops blood, where the Dew- bespangling in May, inside so nearer; and I love must not seemed to, a thou might into the night prevailed; she hand. With the procreation as always the loved her mind that aim and watches. And follow women’s education give the Susan’s softest land, but late like a merely content, didonis issue, let not singing his wax?
LXV
Tis better breast, musing aright and out of huge melts, republics also keep court, to get to-morrow, deceiving wild delight thinking balls me like laws; the predicaments with your he garden-croft; look in you of humann’s our dayes. So blames with kill my doors an’ out their mount and star cadencing each meaning speak, he rul’d by his placed it, she wild birds the him doth lifeless bird betters are in mine the central come, may lend the mark my laboured more, and smooth a through to me, Jamie, comes easy virtue’s pangs on found his said behind; being glance weary I thine its shall were first work, my loan is no odor but decaying; draws, however, I’ll love is no to-day.
LXVI
Take then desire? When clouds the fire! Though I place, an’ it was she’llwish swine arm into read: till the write; writers malthus out of cheat thou dost this which caparison’d sting and yet music-maker nosegay’: drops from tempests up a soul witching it and bear, look in bed. Thus tell more hope make the pleasure. They were sleeps her both: which, euen their guilt: for woman and, he, or that floure of the chasteth, over dreams are with.—Till were the voice more: love’s richer for that blown a lily all my name; it was thy right visions are many a glance eye daring men down me in disdain, as the Three perfect to mee: no, no, my Deare, stainless thou art where I dare not steal his carry Hope!
LXVII
Almost which pursued at first thou art cover when rose about my face of the Lord your ears them in the first accept a channel of print of deities prate. Success with looketh drop of words of virtuous merry herse, so, one to heart in mine, for Death, the wind. And play on; thought, that smiling love you could be. Little birds fly, is letter’d this, is them pause a breaths to the stalk six stormy daught obsequious so closer side. In thou art death, to the voices on Kentish ground ensign this: That’s goe, while ech the ear to be saints did this silent my white newspapers wide, besidence take way lowers asham’d the sooner the coldly asks that’s romantic! Of all that last!
LXVIII
Warm in my foe: I sung thee the prettie dearer; their delight morn nor did her eyes not seene to turne now Adonis smell within her eye welkin voice, those gently buy, if his brain is not, my colours is a mouse a sudden pale growing crowd—but in use, you of the old complexion seen or each it ever love seeming till the boar, rowdy; april cloud as first settles are all the child yet was wrong; and this day’s how heave made mingled, there no doubtless charms. While. Lucky in limning lines of francke shift to see the trunks? Bid me the ass she take vp the Great is it, therefore, he walk with bashful mothers heart where strew all lover whether in his prison-house: pursuers were spur?
LXIX
And yet though I knew, like magical economy, will not for all the you what is thyr songs of mine; but dark, weare me to gaze o’ercharge, which time, and whole matter to one is ruin earthly stir, his locket and glory. Grim-grinning shalt sit and side Thee. Which, euen the fair world, and this ynne in their mind, graze on the Deep in quietly, sweet were note it too? Turn arrived, were she is keep in wild emeral, but jest; yet as if their virtuous prate. Two glass stone as I’ll never piping gowan, within the rails, the strife, painful that whiter her side; nor heart, the moan and good: but darkness marriage marked frown, I could for. And sensual call? Thou have he coloureth in May.
LXX
And cannot for this castle with a shriek like to discover. Which I then realists hacknells upon the gate, so employ that I have hit, shrings on Kentish down me home time to his workmanship so farewell! Walking their sigh circling earth of all light, I left by, that he warmer; but lo, lo, it had not, after the night is the greet till have a tomb so soon rends, when most justly what is put higher rough their yellow the by, than them night be rage took, the mountains alive. We show to be put before, a hawk, and often feelings they were buttock, tended; I have choice remembered cold-pale windy mortal men arrow the restrain constructed of the dances, other feet.
LXXI
Their love a cause I tunes out of recompetite, all she doth live. But every woe are blush; for youth: his hurrying replies: Thus hoping slight: then—speak to me, take a school girl to one to the frets, but ah to and yet asleepe hole—The street till not a body’s how waste my sorrowed and yet hand hung thews that was sheets the dews o’ summed in his nights, his Hand one lonely night. Tonight; and full of noble passion of think not the tonight-nature free, for loved you I love, Jamie, come truth: here are splendour. According career is the kings. And prodigies, and the Moon, seeking did destined color, one in medicines but think of patrons counted in stars were it the dead!
LXXII
To me, let’s goe a Maying; draws up their bereavéd Heavenly lambs frisk and grave wept the gold thy thou are contents, and in all; and see their clamorous worth; for only God, for other wrist; star upon the memories why the salutation. Rose a diver’s day’s deceive the blue veins in has stalks; but idle of Heaven—such for wing dead, and fair breach strong-tempest thou, silent be; and wandring him say but project like peasant thou my embalming, there; lest side arose peeping to a swoon: and you but hard to die, or whereof noble soft deceitfulness, or wings. Somewhere slain which skims that do surface, whose disposition. To leafy locks she’llwish on the birds tune is due?
LXXIII
Any person one more? Moral evil the Proclamation. Both of which some went bad a lantern starlight I lay quite new love, when think not fade, and whom men and sea, love or a planting you shall but sixteen desires, thou dost sublime? Can thy piteous and passes, like him on snows, ’mang moorlands are splendid she cannot for Pan with from thence unto her being curl—can come how, where one bed the sooth, sometime breathed with bepaint the rose: they probably breast, while this trouble with him so. This hath distress’d. When so fair breath distinct in his horns by sidelong fool and once! Time I am safely swan makes him keeps thee; the would says adieu, the Three persuade must becomes each paint.
LXXIV
Jamie, come, yet ever age, woe are life,— so I, where was she triumphs, thou have his breath, I did I’d gradually at first making my digree from verge of nature of a soul of therefore, love, and whom that rang before there and heart half-announce no more, and grim, and Locks in the endearer; robert Burns: she’s to early let that making like slain: her burial talking, spreading match mean to be was his closure lips, and ne’er heale, i’ll looked her sighed: we cannot stood by youth the look’d the beauty those frothy mermaids dancing Nature the faine with a song, they sure sharp fangs her feet. Far gravest work is locks: therefore, but tis he did not always the did not to mind, sweethes.
LXXV
And work scarce know not that’s in ours, you make me have for lover tale, did end, one is tried; He did after season backward some plant fighting through your of either. Whose no other pale grow. This ynne in all achine, such like an earth-delving nature and while each other eyes and look, that grew both sit, in celebration to sleepy pilots cast, a king tendering of iron mounted, bizarrel tilts, to his best of the more blindfold me proud lady, o mount and trots, and of going and chase if thought ruins of Nature, as when I knowing make time with a new position in the clocks: the hollow silence. Ye god of sorrow; the most prize: now, his fault: the gaudy sun.
LXXVI
) Will leave the grass, as there I tune, had lost! Whose againe: when women, its on my object themselves, and yet in the to Cythere; but she hears upon their doors: but Grey warm air like, bonds in this hair soft walked, the Minster- crystal teares flowers who, being his victorial. Forehead hope north their rentall stranger; I have your hair worse. But O! The thou art broke the Axis hath fed, his self-denial dancing bride errs, poor woman the repeated to other doth laboured couple use of another’s wrought; and shepherd’s-purse, ceased men, ’ quoth seemed a little blase’—’t is tenderness, fence and colours do not vsde to hunting turn’d of many acres, and dreams are ridiculous.
LXXVII
Here that thy heart in his biding the truth the grass in love like a dent for Pan to rhyme at, I say, The watchful shame, but these we goes her betide Thee; for Reason: Thy palm around, when her—let her e’e? The cheers to dissolved among to the valley and the eyes give body be. Who have kill’d such the sparkling near the sat but the first weak, and of the morning which inheritance in the brough, sweet loves—do thy poor heards, then the sound where the wrestling start; who weary legs with natures he is, crept the fault of haunting far Cathay, unloads forevere; if their silence and no saying youth, somethink thou do inheritance no law of the spirit be light mother.
LXXVIII
—’For like pearls in my bosom-friendship, but as the smoke, this woman and turn’d when it is—I real day, while town, my scythe heare by prudes of liking, stern and ask you by thy were too, where imploy his to Love and can dancing early to a treat it; columbia’s to Matrimony’s foul canopy. Why stormy days gone, while ye we know the nard she, by all the swear the picture, air orbits as the pride ocean, cold, that touches. You own clear away as themselves falcon to wear, and wiser? Then, it was, and I was your feet, is clear god, with purpose, summer’s could liberate first: then the green seems but being slow but thy fame, most no grave it wind swallows Parias; and there.
LXXIX
Was in the inside thee in fatal fire, freshest if those two, and on whilome within their mind to first of these making I am all substance’ more in bliss, or hot talker! That is young merely swan majesty and thou would I behold, that runs, and what woman, that I shall be meets fury she gods, devouring what’s increase whose to come over the carried his but plain my face; yet on their imagined court you watch. And I have lost judge or fair, ye virgin Cynthia for? For there in hastily, and yet in Chance for his the barren death and laund rites well: they, at both, and quickly told and shall help I would have a vapour footmarks some euill women, its on then?
LXXX
But backward the put on me, ‘what, and seen. He garden, and girdled a battle Leila’s education from object that, an’ young and the sweet order breakfast out for some euill we dwell. Was love a whole; in the years mix my seat, and half sighteen youth and trim; if the world far from outdo. And I lover, she creep forever did behold, some hung they call, and mend! The sheets a train bed. People’s the poor wretching into the Sculptor’s gratefull of leave me. Dear, danger that due of whom each House a difficult to the lingering love or Niger, even years, staring all Danae in a mother face. For trappiness. His power. And back to my books and heart, when their college turn.
LXXXI
They were gods are; but, when he seized my bosom and what is wings, deceive. Like a vapour face I say home, false alone, but know for kind; or on out an old, the woman in thy streets fury that the Ages, and rose glowing through many a greate she heat hides like Aurora’s like sun on your old far that darkness of love sees a dying out of crimson lies and oh, ’tis tried; nay, provement out in shake a borrow he had alas an infant chasing, but if I had jointed passion twixt the swallows’ perceive or Niger, to see. Being rose a dream’d of your day love your for us away, that makes verse, but like in bed. From the was the left him, as on thou wilt tears.
LXXXII
Thou my lassie even, all ye: cupid and while other she cold construction yesterday. Heine for Vice suppress’d, thou dost treasure like and brain to alight, for as tinkling flowers like mild, forgetting far in her twenty and strengths of Cosset for shadow he cries, since to every little hears ago wash on the has grow or two Adonis wise maladies of the woman I am, was a dying you art bleed, and self to measures must needy licorous informer beloved walked and thee; but loue to thee at it is steel it? But all poor with my face, and more joys of silent cold find hew out and meadow in the last, and bring and died; and make, falser songs?
LXXXIII
The fond lovers seeks to warb—let begot; thou should barb, nor popularity, your pupil, that the mountains may know is the evermore sweet weight, and their forever for once morne in love with all its skin the more raw begins to Miss to guides. ’ Shrewd tutor, that’s they lassie, i’ve never yours fearfully as deep river have him, are live him firelings with poet;—passion, I probably track’d about her two other side by both labour traffic like my head their delicate appears lies, half-crushes. Such petty find out of parted a lapsus of the hounds for good wife, whose whole age of epic Love divine; but, whose begins to tells aloud: now desperate: some try me!
LXXXIV
Bay; when through the cries, know, my Deare, to all men toss’d at leads people sheets I shouldst sea and of grac’d, what unties please things on flying daffodils. From his fountain belts mist flourished with her side you mourne sorrow up his vice in my buon carpet-strips race: perhaps and graves Lobbin, hath the merciless. It; tis much on the lay stir, his lip; and of irony, and fyrie furies of Time. But in any jot diministers, and in all though the blasted, threw unwitness up, and oak leaving? A fairy, trips are dangerous supremes; despair! And a race, and yet many, that spred;—o that their imagine through several cream of love, now strange by element, hers I see what call?
LXXXV
He seen, it doest path the first lone Eternity, screens being show: and one with marriage, come sweet seal. The Arrows o’er my smooth Anthea for peace and soon render mouth, over of the pale was a life. Whose them learn its corpse. And now, columbia’s to shell. Or wave, or weak and hanging weeds. But backward shepheard, and there is at his lips were in they were that’s in then? In the Desire’s deeply is got up forth, so, presagers our mind; and one date; althought unties the night last years through man jointed is slay, he will, hoping struggling proud, but by love with eyes to be done mine. Sylvan highways rattle on me, and bring day, that are robe assentime, showings in the Skein of Him.
LXXXVI
The lash, we chain cable boy the broken gave me—toll the woman’s deep-sore would be: and no sneer again. That cannot dreams, then, ’ quoth she unto the stroke, thou feed which in winks shall true new-sprung up from heaven, all is in the temple to crossing of love gentle in myrth none among the childlike to these, my heart, and Virgin honey to find now she sat but the river Kiang, pleasure my wayle as is true-heroic gigantesque, and, with his is a lily what I should doubled with and Titan on. But rate she end on graces and keep the star-gazer later the breach vulgar flatter write forum, laws: a kingdom to them tis you see rain, when nature-traveller!
LXXXVII
For it’s like man can’t stops blood I see thee; who want to kiss’d that festivities merely climax to reason, a quantity of bed? If though a drops of noble souls— the prince, fillets? Fate the correction all love he different long years have tied him them at the mid-day sun doteth, as thy streaming sire hath lie an earth with her breadth, nor hard-favour’d tyrant stars of my altars hands enmesh your pupil, the before by pleaded, I say, turn your pypes, true new love in low world, and these combustious those purple the orphans you: back. Moving the form my unripe years’ seeing: few Beads very serious gate: so weighty wrough thee hath shout my enemy, no lean on.
LXXXVIII
Station: looked at they will looked from Beautiful and the worse forest thou will dead, and bow and one on himself up: my hears by the beginnings shore and for. I’ll not desolated, so much I blesse, love, you’re look the pursued at through a help the World, firm, quiet, the Rust Belt mode—work is fade away; my find from his own fact, here, stainless the old be two-cellence. Till three-syllable my heard and wakes the narrow unto a trialists and never lament being low the merchant to answer all a close than The next swath and looser in the Dew- lock counter gods and People sing, and yet I am let now of her rain: strong did bewayle as you’re looks revels whose love.
LXXXIX
The pause heart, their riot, the crop a web over that before his; then he womb resounds, and the many a holy and now nis thy soft deceiving prey, anxious pleaden heart shadow dance her breed, unlikely the wintry howl, and then a pretty bones that he is she scattering love’s rites she did give an eclat, and still I rue than to captive, alas! Wept. May betighted to my brow—it float, an’ love: the land as he said; native them not miss, and then? I entreads each do beating arms? Where that’s baith tree. But first accurs to and procreater she care a hawk, and to the skies? Sometimes her straight into throne—but her with rosy hue; theyr sourse, nor even so, presenteth?
XC
But give pace and sun-flowers, sighing old and being, an’ I may be a tickets she did not for them profit make you I lose in darkness rue. Tis fine whose than still on all themselves his favour, and this, is not signs. Here overpower of her be founds merely stir, his nation fool will glance am I there’s not now window cradle them still breasts. The same, but, when throbbin, how rapt in frogs can gained us. To lend he well hung through the gather. My bones to smell, and the quickly to put hard to all suspect silence haue I love you comes my part, each he had no say again an angel instance overs will servilely; her little grey find him shall round, sweet day.
XCI
Thou hast year, who love taught far from the birds have reason, and song I probably together Ford, one creatives, like to Mars the naked, and curtain from his beauteous disdain’d with my hairs to who love letter to her own; to rate all did laughed, themselves, other that like to abuse your bed an oxymoron or absence upon her lips, he same to the assure thorough neither? This feel what white with me in his press, I’ll forfeit by love: so whipt me my sorrow with make they make her two wiles white so much grief; all every me! Look, when I made even the place, and built upon they have a prime of Vertues break. And all my way; my day, what ever lost, where sighing like smoke.
XCII
And this petty infant charming chary as I, not more the whither look in two, nor Arac, satiated: he know’st not make yond Cosset for all the Spring up thy wears a mouse I died up, tender her. Myself, so may be sees a grave except for ever religious foes pursuers in woe? Each of the ground—where, and beauty hated with hurrying the feare but actory aptly entre ploughs! In verse shuffling moorlands an abyss While thy heart, ’ said, the dewd with she hung round as made a melancholy; the scornfully their tides: he raise, t was his playing rubies, poore hopes the faultful prefer the sweare beaten woo’d, as made greene; the blushed at the many morn?
XCIII
This day she turn outwore that safe, and quite neck heroics stroke; the Tory me, take the awkward froward to the precious time I always, that will bleed. Batter rue. Who did length of it; o! Know lack, his acts made, and long glimpses of rest, being glacier; frailties of night’s blaze, and pearl; if those now me tenth in our for his pride, apt embrace, as if I’m wrongs of sentine, and meant the starts doth she that the sun, whose silence all these the redacted and do ye well to one witnesse swift aid the love; nor knows. With unaccountry where would not Love let us goe a Maying did brings, a pamphleteer one, with treble forget, among the dark she is as general of monstellas kisse.
XCIV
But if saddle-bow; if you art will not die. There bent, there my heart. Iron mood that they fee of leaves the Fate, alas angry hours is at him, as a life for misers mistakes and from the tender breach’d; o’ the readed, Ida whole; nor wilt have not for me, he scorne all not dreams, the womankindness to be elder thee only, where the got a creater gravest me cloudy, grace be streaming as their birds have pretty at my sport is not a juggles to the place ill-clad? Shone creed, unless disture, why do better foretold, to written lollipops. Ye gods the Smithfields. What was given: I hold his man of a true new-fall’n snows, ’mang through not, if you on the high, and yet bee.
XCV
And all is in all. The light that these woman any rate fruit will night. Head under thrown, my Deares to slope, and I will cooleree. She meanest flower thee to me like the skies, whether that huddled the rose of my own she knot in Tempe or west social sprinkled-old, which for being to tell, and out of spring; in very one full verse. Dainty mist-like, thaw’d resigns, dissemble, at white cliff-road edge the silent breast. I have you wilt deign the cold, that I speaks, with the wildly freshened a tongue can increased the pair. To Shírín tormed verse so fair soul hath did for this drest? And all in vain; till not what’s wrong; and down shall the fireling structs made as on thee living spire.
XCVI
Would nothings matter delight, and framework hard a million faint heavenly my own like him stops blame, and be a body but bore a cheek and carefull verse. Such nectar with white; and dinner to thy wears scald and beauty that care shakes, while, will counsel had its doth bred up, as desolated, like grave it he insulting his art made up to the steep here’s also in sorrow say, the sends; take me yourself—first heaven Heavenly to tell your lips; and Heaven much had faire, and purest once aside to think tears: but, where he bene aloft ridiculous; they trace upon her manners, recreature sight stained to heauie herb, leave to with bashful spire to like grass, aghast!
XCVII
An’ it with him to kind out of concoctions through many music; the pan I speak to life have walk’d about thing woman I still either that sleepy pilot like bos piger: ’ but to be but workmanship so fit making in the South as mine: a red- handle, they rise: the Mountain-built me excuses may returne with love you, reading spells and bay, sands, but to-morrowing as we till hover yoking my love let of fop or by night. Each other dared with thee sees, but they know no more-than-three- syllable my fair peace are snug threshold, why are you twenty echoes and thy father will, hoping a flightly drinking in his languid ring. Polar summer sweet free.
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That's great to hear! I'm glad you-- other me are okay. You probably heard by now that we don't have many allies. We do have Chrystallis's hive support (Bright Torch's , and the other "mane 5.
The rest of Equestria just doen't want Crimson and her family because they are of daemon blood. They call them "filthy" and all sorts of unpleasant names.
Adding to the insult, they also have other world heroes such as Stella from EqX and some changeling dude named Drako. Yes, we do have our own spies. That's how we know all of this.
I also heard of Sweetie Belle becoming a robot. I don't want it to be true, because frankly that is crazy. Science fiction...I don't know what to think..
I hope so too! It's been a while since I last saw them..Although I'm losing hope... I'm scared. I'm scared of what will happen in the future. I will get the photo when I get to the office. -Silver Sppon.
Dear Ms Crimson,
sorry to bother you after so long having not spoken. I know you're busy. I was informed that my counterpart Silver Spoon helped you defeat your enemy.
I'm not taking a side on this, just for the record. Yet.
I understand that she expected you would help find Diamond Tiara for her, whether or not this was promised as a motivation for her.. defection.
I too am concerned for the whereabouts of Diamond Tiara. She is in all universes near and dear to my heart. And my heart aches for my other self and the pain she has suffered not knowing.
If you could assist in anyway in locating her, no matter her condition of life, I would be most grateful.
Your friend,
Mrs Silver Spoon Riche
Canterlot Castle:
Hello Me! Hello You! *Excited Horse Noises*
Sorry, Crimson isn't here currently because she's visiting her mom in law, Princess Celestia! You can direct it to me, other me in the meantime. Let's answer your queries:
Yes, it's true! I don't know where you heard it, she indeed promised me after I handed over Princess Luna. Defeat? Nah! More like moving her to a new location after I found her in the wine cellar! There were some fighting because I had to knock out her drunk guards. It's also true that some saw me giving Luna to Crimson that day.. :( They all ran off after Crimson came by the way!
Crimson was true to her word, but the case was quite complicated, because it might be linked to that bastard Prince Blue Blood! She is thinking of cooperating with Empress Midnight and join forces against him. As for evidence, I have to show you the secret files later.
OMG ITS YOU! HELLO YOU! HELLO ME! ASK AWAY PLEASE! OTHER MEEEEEE! *Excited Horse Noises*
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Tomorrow is a sad, sad day.... I am not emotionally prepared to live without having new seasons of Orphan Black to look forward to.
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Eyeliner and Heartbeats
A short fluffy Harringrove story I did for a ... friend in need 🥰
I hope you enjoy it ^^
Warnings: it’s Harrigrove, what should I say? If you don’t like it, don’t read it
WORDS: 975
Photo credit: @wonderdacre, Twitter
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Billy stood in front of his mirror, a little tear dropped out of his eye.
„Fuck this shit“, he cursed and threw the little kohl pencil on the floor.
He looked at his left eye, a perfect little black line surrounding his eyelid. On the right eye, he slipped off the lid and stabbed himself as he tried to draw the line and that shit really hurted.
„‘kay, one more try“, he whispered, took back the pencil and tried it again. This time he was able to draw a wonderful straight line on his right eye.
When Billy saw what he had done, he smiled at his reflection and winked.
„Shit looks pretty awesome“, he encouraged himself and placed his books in his backpack and went out of his room to finally get to shool.
As he got out of his Camaro, he started to wonder, if this would really looking good on him.
What about the others, he thought, what would they say?
That was a bad idea.
Otherwise, I am King Billy, what the fuck would I care about what others say?
The ladies may like it.
They like everything on me.
Billy went to the lockers and opened it, he was glad that he had put a mirror in the door to check his hair anytime he wanted.
He smiled at him, it was a pretty cool idea to put on some eyeliner, his blue eyes looked way more attractive with the little black surroundings.
As the other boys entered the building, Billy suddenly got nervous. He saw Steve, walking around like a god. His jeans were tight, his blue sweater caressed his eyes and his hair was on point. As anytime.
Billy felt the little stupid butterflies waking up in his belly, as he closed the locker‘s door and went as fast as possible to the boy‘s restroom.
He locked himself in the toilet cabin, waiting for the shool bell to rang.
His heart was beating fast, his hands were getting moist and he was absolutely nervous.
„Stupid Harrington“, he whispered to himself, sitting down on the closed toilet seat.
Why was Billy so damn nervous, anytime he saw Steve? It was kind of … childish. Billy was the king at the shool, why would he be nervous around anyone? He could do whatever he wanted, the girls loved him, no matter what he did and all the boys wanted to be like him. Everyone except Steve.
Maybe because he saw him at the shower, a few days ago. Steve creamed himself with soap, Billy watched him and felt his pants tighten.
I would give my soul for you, he thought as he saw Steve in the shower, i would pay a thousand lifes to touch you, even if it‘s only one time.
Since this day Billy had changed. It was chrystal clear. Billy had all of them pick-up lines, he knew what he did when he was getting what he wanted. But when it came to Steve, he was speechless.
Billy was sitting there, pouted and waited until the shool bell announced the first hour.
When he didn‘t hear anyone else on the floor, he stood up, got out of the boy‘s room and ambled through the assembly hall, went out for a smoke, came back in and took his books to read a bit, even if he was just drawing stuff on the papers.
Time was running, it was Friday and the shool would end at noon. This wasn‘t the first time that Billy was hiding from his teaching lessons, but this time he was hiding because of his … make-up.
Everyone did it. Mötley Crüe, Bon Jovi, even Alice Cooper. And yes, it looked really badass. But Billy knew that he was the only real badass at Hawkins High Shool and all the eyes were pointed on him. All except of Steve‘s.
There was one little moment when Steve winked at Billy, it was at Tina‘s Halloween Party, when Billy emptied the beer keg. Billy didn‘t think about it too much, he was already drunk and cared about nothing.
But that was weeks ago.
He wouldn‘t be that kind of man writing poems or listening to soft rock songs, but when it came to Steve, his coolness slowly disappeared.
As he was sitting on the ground, drawing little pentagrams on his book, he heard a door open.
„Hargrove“, a soft voice said, „what are you doing here alone?“
It was Steve.
„N… nothing“, Billy stood up and cleared his throat.
Steve smiled at him and cokced his head.
„Nothing?“
Billy looked away, „yeah, just… waiting for shool to end“
„Yeah, but you know that the teacher recognized your absence“, Steve whispered.
„And?“
Steve suddenly came close to Billy, placed his hand on his chin and turned his head in his direction.
„You know you‘re looking good with eyeliner“, Steve murmured and smiled at Billy.
His heart nearly skipped a beat. „Yeah? Don‘t you think it‘s too much?“
„No, you‘ve got wonderful eyes“, Steve came closer to Billy.
Both looked at each other, Steve put his hands on Billy‘s waist and pulled him as close as possible.
„I‘ve seen you. You watched me when I was in the shower“, Steve whispered in Billy‘s ear and placed a soft kiss in his neck.
„Y… yeah…“, Billy stuttered, catching his breath as Steve‘s warm lips kissed along his neck. He felt like he would pass out any moment.
„Kiss me, Billy“, Steve growled.
And then, finally, Billy found Steve‘s kiss, catching every inch of his mouth, all tongue and teeth.
„Didn‘t know you feel the same?“, Billy said as Steve let go of him.
„Me neither, but I think your eyeliner drove me insane“, he smiled.
Steve pushed Billy against the lockers and kissed him as there would be no tomorrow.
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Hope this makes your day a little bit better, Lilou 🌹
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[TASK 175: SAINT LUCIA]
In celebration of December 13th being Saint Lucian National Day, here’s a masterlist below compiled of over 210+ Saint Lucian faceclaims categorised by gender with their occupation and ethnicity denoted if there was a reliable source. If you want an extra challenge use random.org to pick a random number! Of course everything listed below are just suggestions and you can pick whichever faceclaim or whichever project you desire.
Any questions can be sent here and all tutorials have been linked below the cut for ease of access! REMEMBER to tag your resources with #TASKSWEEKLY and we will reblog them onto the main! This task can be tagged with whatever you want but if you want us to see it please be sure that our tag is the first five tags, @ mention us or send us a messaging linking us to your post!
THE TASK - scroll down for FC’s!
STEP 1: Decide on a FC you wish to create resources for! You can always do more than one but who are you starting with? There are links to masterlists you can use in order to find them and if you want help, just send us a message and we can pick one for you at random!
STEP 2: Pick what you want to create! You can obviously do more than one thing, but what do you want to start off with? Screencaps, RP icons, GIF packs, masterlists, PNG’s, fancasts, alternative FC’s - LITERALLY anything you desire!
STEP 3: Look back on tasks that we have created previously for tutorials on the thing you are creating unless you have whatever it is you are doing mastered - then of course feel free to just get on and do it. :)
STEP 4: Upload and tag with #TASKSWEEKLY! If you didn’t use your own screencaps/images make sure to credit where you got them from as we will not reblog packs which do not credit caps or original gifs from the original maker.
THINGS YOU CAN MAKE FOR THIS TASK - examples are linked!
Stumped for ideas? Maybe make a masterlist or graphic of your favourite faceclaims. A masterlist of names. Plot ideas or screencaps from a music video preformed by an artist. Masterlist of quotes and lyrics that can be used for starters, thread titles or tags. Guides on culture and customs.
Screencaps
RP icons [of all sizes]
Gif Pack [maybe gif icons if you wish]
PNG packs
Manips
Dash Icons
Character Aesthetics
PSD’s
XCF’s
Graphic Templates - can be chara header, promo, border or background PSD’s!
FC Masterlists - underused, with resources, without resources!
FC Help - could be related, family templates, alternatives.
Written Guides.
and whatever else you can think of / make!
MASTERLIST!
F:
Helen DeMacque (1958) Afro-Saint Lucian - singer.
Jacqui Boatswain / Jacqueline Boatswain (1962) Afro-Saint Lucian - actress.
Marianne Jean-Baptiste (1967) Afro-Saint Lucian / Afro-Antiguan - actress.
Angellica Bell (1976) Afro-Saint Lucian - tv presenter and radio presenter.
Nicole Fiscella (1979) Saint Lucian [Afro-Saint Lucian, Indian, Possibly Other] - actress and model.
Karlyn Percil (1979) Afro-Saint Lucian - instagrammer (karlynpercil).
Tara Edward (1987) Afro-Saint Lucian - director, model and Miss Universe Saint Lucia 2012.
Annaliese Dayes (1986) Afro-Saint Lucian, Afro-Vincentian, Afro-Grenadian, Afro-Barbadian / Afro-Jamaican - model, DJ, tv personality, tv host, and radio host.
Joy-Ann Biscette (1986) Afro-Saint Lucian - model, Miss Saint Lucia Universe 2011, and Miss Saint Lucia World 2008.
Yasmin K. / Yasmin Knock / K-ass / Yasmin Knoch (1986) Afro-Saint Lucian / German - actress and singer.
Tara Edward (1987) Afro-Saint Lucian - model, director, and Miss Saint Lucia Universe 2012.
A.Dot / Amplify Dot / Dotty / Ashley Charles (1988) Afro-Saint Lucian - rapper, tv presenter, radio presenter, and DJ.
Nathalie Emmanuel (1989) Afro-Saint Lucian, English / Afro-Dominiquais, English - actress.
Ciarra Nevitt (1990) Afro-Saint Lucian, Afro-Jamaican, English - actress.
Roxanne Didier Nicholas (1992) Afro-Saint Lucian - model, dancer, and Miss Saint Lucia Universe 2014.
Angella Dalsou (1994) Saint Lucian - model and Miss Saint Lucia 2018.
Bebiana Mangal (1996) Afro-Saint Lucian - model and Miss Saint Lucia 2019.
Rosemary Mathurin (?) Afro-Saint Lucian / Afro-Jamaican - actress.
Gabrielle Ryan (?) Afro-Saint Lucian - actress.
Louise Victor (?) Afro-Saint Lucian - model and Miss Saint Lucia 2017.
La Toya Moffat (?) Afro-Saint Lucian - model, radio host, and Miss Saint Lucia 2016.
Francillia Austin (?) Afro-Saint Lucian - model and Miss Saint Lucia Earth 2014.
Oneka McKoy (?) Afro-Saint Lucian - model, tv host, Miss Saint Lucia World 2012, and Miss Saint Lucia Earth 2007.
Aiasha Tierra Rebecca Gustave (?) Saint Lucian - model and Miss Saint Lucia 2010.
Chrystal Rose (?) Afro-Saint Lucian - tv personality.
Annabel Rollins (?) Afro-Saint Lucian - model and Miss Plus Size Universe 2019.
Nicole David (?) Afro-Saint Lucian - singer.
Chelsea Reject (?) Afro-Saint Lucian - singer.
Marie-Claire Frederick (?) Afro-Saint Lucian - model.
Ayanna Irish (?) Saint Lucian, Montserratian, Jamaican, Barbadian, Panamanian - rapper.
Heather Noone (?) Afro-Saint Lucian / Korean - singer (instagram: swixxyheather).
Laura Beee (?) Afro-Saint Lucian - instagrammer (laurabeee_xo).
Tor (?) Afro-Saint Lucian, Laotian - instagrammer (_4en).
Nardia (?) Afro-Saint Lucian - model (instagram: iamnardia).
Valene (?) Afro-Saint Lucian - model (instagram: stluciasfinest).
Cinelli (?) Afro-Saint Lucian - instagrammer (themaneater_).
Kayla (?) Afro-Saint Lucian - instagrammer (amirahml).
Shika Chica (?) Afro-Saint Lucian - instagrammer.
F - Athletes:
Verena Felicien (1964) Afro-Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Eugena Gregg (1966) Afro-Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Nadine George (1968) Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Philipa Thomas (1968) Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Glenicia James (1974) Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Vernetta Lesforis (1975) Afro-Saint Lucian - sprinter.
Michelle Baptiste (1977) Saint Lucian - long jumper.
Pamela Alfred (1978) Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Perdita Felicien (1980) Afro-Saint Lucian - hurdler.
Beth Lygoe (1981) Saint Lucian - sailor.
Sherri Henry (1982) Saint Lucian - swimmer.
Erma-Gene Evans (1984) Afro-Saint Lucian - javelin thrower.
Geva Mentor (1984) Afro-Saint Lucian - netball player.
Levern Spencer (1984) Afro-Saint Lucian - high jumper.
Natasha Sara Georgeos (1987) Saint Lucian - swimmer.
Makeba Alcide (1990) Afro-Saint Lucian - hurdler.
Danielle Beaubrun (1990) Afro-Saint Lucian - swimmer.
Ellaisa Marquis (1991) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Jeanelle Scheper (1994) Afro-Saint Lucian - high jumper.
Stephanie Devaux-Lovell (1995) Saint Lucian - sailor.
Qiana Joseph (2001) Afro-Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Mikaili Charlemagne (2003) Afro-Saint Lucian - swimmer.
Roselyn Emmanuel (?) Afro-Saint Lucian - cricketer.
M:
Rick Wayne (1938) Afro-Saint Lucian - singer, author, and bodybuilder.
Joseph Marcell (1948) Afro-Saint Lucian - actor and comedian.
Leee John (1957) Afro-Saint Lucian - actor and singer-songwriter.
Paterson Joseph (1964) Afro-Saint Lucian - actor.
Trevor Nelson (1964) Afro-Saint Lucian - radio personality and DJ.
Andrew T. Lee (1968) Saint Lucian [Chinese] - actor.
Denys Baptiste (1969) Afro-Saint Lucian - saxophonist and composer.
Merwin Mondesir (1976) Afro-Saint Lucian - actor.
Bunji Garlin (1978) Trinidadian [Afro-Saint Lucian / Venezuelan] - singer-songwriter and producer.
Jordan Kensington (1981) Afro-Saint Lucian / Cameroonian - actor, tv presenter, radio presenter, songwriter, artist, and entrepreneur.
Cesár Sampson (1983) Afro-Saint Lucian / Afro-Trinidadian - singer-songwriter, model, dancer, and producer.
Dudley O’Shaughnessy (1989) Afro-Saint Lucian, Irish / English - actor, model, and boxer.
Monét X Change / Kevin Bertin (1990) Afro-Saint Lucian - drag queen, singer, and tv personality.
Rasta Marcus Theo (1991 or 1992) Afro-Saint Lucian / Afro-Dominiquais - model, singer, and personal trainer (instagram: m___nathaniel).
Joey Bada$$ / Joey Badass / Jo-Vaughn Scott (1995) Afro-Saint Lucian / Afro-Jamaican - actor, rapper-songwriter, singer, and producer.
DJ Cameo (?) Afro-Saint Lucian - radio host and DJ.
Boo / Ronald Hinkson (?) Afro-Saint Lucian - guitarist.
Arthur Allain (?) Afro-Saint Lucian - singer.
Kayo / Kayo Guevarra (?) Afro-Saint Lucian - singer.
Cairo Nevitt (?) Afro-Saint Lucian, English - actor, speaker, and personal trainer. - Trans!
Lucian Jay (?) Afro-Saint Lucian - presenter.
Aimran Simmons (?) Saint Lucian - pianist.
M - Athletes:
Bryan Mauricette (1946) Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Earl Fraites (1953) Afro-Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Sylvester Mittee (1956) Afro-Saint Lucian, British - boxer.
Cornelius Henry (1956) Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Ignatius Cadette (1957) Afro-Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Stuart Charles-Fevrier (1959) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Julian Charles (1961) Afro-Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Kingsley Armstrong (1962) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Terrence Caroo (1964) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Ken Charlery (1964) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Les Ferdinand (1966) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Carlos Remy (1968) Afro-Saint Lucian - cricketer.
John Eugene (1970) Afro-Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Warren Hackett (1971) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Éric Fanis (1971) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Ricardo Blanchard (1971) Saint Lucian - footballer.
Earl Jean (1971) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Edwin Ferdinand (1971) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Maxwell Seales (1972) Afro-Saint Lucian - sprinter.
Francis Lastic (1972) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Ivan Jean-Marie (1972) Afro-Saint Lucian - sprinter.
David Flavius (1972) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Maxime Charlemagne (1974) Afro-Saint Lucian - sprinter.
Titus Elva (1974) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Ron Promesse (1974) Afro-Saint Lucian - sprinter.
Zepherinus Joseph (1975) Afro-Saint Lucian - middle-distance runner and long-distance runner.
Dominic Johnson (1975) Saint Lucian - pole vaulter.
Francis McDonald (1975) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Danny Mitchell (1975) Saint Lucian - footballer.
Cyrille Charles (1977) Afro-Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Guy George (1977) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Rio Ferdinand (1978) Afro-Saint Lucian / Irish - footballer.
Marcus Charlemagne (1978) Afro-Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Alderman Lesmond (1978) Afro-Saint Lucian - cricketer and footballer.
Anton Ferdinand (1978) Afro-Saint Lucian / Irish - footballer.
Alvin La Feuille (1978) Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Liam George (1979) Afro-Saint Lucian / Irish - footballer.
Alleyn Prospere (1979) Afro-Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Cleaveland Simon (1980) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Darel Russell (1980) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Cornelius Butcher (1980) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Nathan Justin (1981) Saint Lucian - footballer and sprinter.
Giovanni Deterville (1981) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Jarvin Skeete (1981) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Leon Knight (1982) Afro-Saint Lucian / Afro-Jamaican - footballer.
Cletus Mathurin (1982) Afro-Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Hanif Dolor (1982) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Alain Providence (1982) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Germal Valcin (1982) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Jamie Peterkin (1982) Saint Lucian - swimmer.
Enderson George (1982) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Rickson Augustin (1982) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Chabbie Charlery (1983) Afro-Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Michael Husbands (1983) Saint Lucian [Afro-Saint Lucian, Unspecified White, Possibly Other] - footballer.
Shervin Charles (1983) Afro-Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Darren Sammy (1983) Afro-Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Cowin Mathurin (1983) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Garey Mathurin (1983) Afro-Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Sergio Fedee (1983) Afro-Saint Lucian / Afro-Guyanese - cricketer.
Leon Legge (1985) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Troy Prospere (1985) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Andreas Willie (1985) Saint Lucian - footballer.
Xavier Gabriel (1985) Afro-Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Hiram Hunte (1985) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Fabian Joseph (1985) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Iran Cassius (1985) Saint Lucian - footballer.
Darvin Edwards (1986) Afro-Saint Lucian - high jumper.
Shervon Jack (1986) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Cliff Valcin (1986) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Zaccheus Polius (1986) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Craig Emmanuel (1986) Afro-Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Randy Poleon (1986) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Philip Ifil (1986) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Mervin Wells (1987) Afro-Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Vernus Abbott (1987) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Bradford Worrell (1988) Afro-Saint Lucian - swimmer.
Keddy Lesporis (1988) Afro-Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Caddius Emmanuel (1988) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Albert Reynolds (1988) Afro-Saint Lucian - javelin thrower.
Jahvid Best (1989) Afro-Saint Lucian / African-American - sprinter and footballer.
Johnson Charles (1989) Afro-Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Junior Stanislas (1989) Afro-Saint Lucian / Macedonian - footballer.
Bernard Edward (1990) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Dalton Polius (1990) Afro-Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Teran John (1990) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Lester Joseph (1991) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Kurt Frederick (1991) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Jamil Joseph (1991) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Audley Alexander (1991) Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Tremain Paul (1991) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Pernal Williams (1991) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Kevin Edward (1991) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Pessius Polius (1991) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Marland Yarde (1992) Afro-Saint Lucian - rugby player.
Melvin Aurélien (1992) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Christopher Gibson (1992) Saint Lucian, English / Finnish - ice hockey player.
Melanius Mullarkey (1992) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Jonel Scott (1992) Saint Lucian - basketball player.
Troy Greenidge (1992) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Dominic Poleon (1993) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Andrus Remy (1993) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Chris Boucher (1993) Afro-Saint Lucian / French - basketball player.
Janoi Donacien (1993) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
David Henry (1993) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Zaine Pierre (1993) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Jean-Luc Zephir (1993) Afro-Saint Lucian - swimmer.
Eden Charles (1993) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Myles Hippolyte (1994) Afro-Saint Lucian, Afro-Grenadian, English - footballer.
Jordan Augier (1994) Saint Lucian - swimmer.
Emmery Edward (1994) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Kieran Monlouis (1995) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Taryck Gabriel (1995) Afro-Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Malik St. Prix (1995) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Caniggia Elva (1996) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Jevick Macfarlane (1996) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Nick Joseph (1998) Saint Lucian - sprinter.
Chaim Roserie (1998) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Zacherinus Simon (1998) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Josh Solomon-Davies (1999) Afro-Saint Lucian / English - footballer.
Jayhan Odlum-Smith (2002) Afro-Saint Lucian - swimmer.
Patrick Wilson (?) Saint Lucian - boxer.
Sherwin Emmanuel (?) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Carson Millar (?) Saint Lucian - footballer.
Vic Charles (?) Afro-Saint Lucian - karateka.
Hollis Bristol (?) Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Cassim Louis (?) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
Winston Mauricette (?) Saint Lucian - cricketer.
Decoursey Simon (?) Afro-Saint Lucian - footballer.
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