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hi guys, i av some aplications like operamini on my phone that are repeated and av failed to delete.this also include some java games.it is a sonyericsson k750i |
[color=#770077][/color]The Magic Of Love Love is like magic And it always will be. For love still remains Life's sweet mystery!! Love works in ways That are wondrous and strange And there's nothing in life That love cannot change!! Love can transform The most commonplace Into beauty and splendor And sweetness and grace. Love is unselfish, Understanding and kind, For it sees with its heart And not with its mind!! Love is the answer That everyone seeks, Love is the language, That every heart speaks. Love can't be bought, It is priceless and free, Love, like pure magic, Is life's sweet mystery!! - Helen Steiner Rice - |
it is of no doubt that agatha is one of the best crime fiction writers ever in history.some even called her the queen of mysteries.she created a character called hercule poirot whom she used in a lot of her novels like hercule poirot's christmas ,five little pigs and others.she wrote 77 crime stories and series of poems.she had earned her seat at the house of honor of all our great writers. i will like you to post your comment on this woman who to crime stories to its peak |
i lost my jamb reg number. how do i get it? |
[b]THE DEFINITION OF LOVE by: Andrew Marvell (1621-1678) Y love is of a birth as rare As 'tis for object strange and high; It was begotten by Despair Upon Impossibility. Magnanimous Despair alone Could show me so divine a thing Where feeble Hope could ne'er have flown, But vainly flapp'd its tinsel wing. And yet I quickly might arrive Where my extended soul is fixt, But Fate does iron wedges drive, And always crowds itself betwixt. For Fate with jealous eye does see Two perfect loves, nor lets them close; Their union would her ruin be, And her tyrannic pow'r depose. And therefore her decrees of steel Us as the distant poles have plac'd, (Though love's whole world on us doth wheel) Not by themselves to be embrac'd; Unless the giddy heaven fall, And earth some new convulsion tear; And, us to join, the world should all Be cramp'd into a planisphere. As lines, so loves oblique may well Themselves in every angle greet; But ours so truly parallel, Though infinite, can never meet. Therefore the love which us doth bind, But Fate so enviously debars, Is the conjunction of the mind, And opposition of the stars. [/b] |
[b]To his Coy Mistress by Andrew Marvell Had we but world enough, and time, This coyness, lady, were no crime. We would sit down and think which way To walk, and pass our long love's day; Thou by the Indian Ganges' side Shouldst rubies find; I by the tide Of Humber would complain. I would Love you ten years before the Flood; And you should, if you please, refuse Till the conversion of the Jews. My vegetable love should grow Vaster than empires, and more slow. An hundred years should go to praise Thine eyes, and on thy forehead gaze; Two hundred to adore each breast, But thirty thousand to the rest; An age at least to every part, And the last age should show your heart. For, lady, you deserve this state, Nor would I love at lower rate. But at my back I always hear Time's winged chariot hurrying near; And yonder all before us lie Deserts of vast eternity. Thy beauty shall no more be found, Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound My echoing song; then worms shall try That long preserv'd virginity, And your quaint honour turn to dust, And into ashes all my lust. The grave's a fine and private place, But none I think do there embrace. Now therefore, while the youthful hue Sits on thy skin like morning dew, And while thy willing soul transpires At every pore with instant fires, Now let us sport us while we may; And now, like am'rous birds of prey, Rather at once our time devour, Than languish in his slow-chapp'd power. Let us roll all our strength, and all Our sweetness, up into one ball; And tear our pleasures with rough strife Thorough the iron gates of life. Thus, though we cannot make our sun Stand still, yet we will make him run. [/b] [ |
do you love chase,sidney sheldon or marie ferrarella, summarise any of their books you might read. |
to be eligible you must have read at least 40 novels that must cut across at least three of the following groups: classics,romance, espionage,science fiction, crime fictions,thrillers,poems etc. |
interested,my number is 07030631600 |
does anybody know how to dowload opera mini to my nokia 3110c phone? |
please help me send the unilorin list to my mail abbeywasc@yahoo.com |
pls send it to abbeywasc@yahoo.com thanks when is registration closing? |