Senin, 25 Mei 2009 | by Resha
The world is too much with us, late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers,
Little we see in Nature that is ours,
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
The sea that bears her bosom to the moon,
The winds that will be howling at all hours,
And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers,
For this, for everything, we are out of tune,
It moves us not-Great God! I’d rather be
A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn.
So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
Have glimpses that would make me less forlon,
Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea,
Or here old Triton blow his wreathed horn.
Label: renungan


kind of people who think "I can do better than them" then truly act BETTER THAN THEM.
Married with earphone ;p and listen to any kind of music.
I'M the most hyper and crazy people than all of my friends.
I'M a strong woman. I get through all difficulties, no matter what.
I express my opinions bluntly. My colleagues admire me for that.
No one can fool me, because i can see through liars immediately.
Either wildly naive or dangerously intelligent.
