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İngiliz Edebiyatı
Amor Verdadero
Bir parçam sizin, öteki parçam da öyle.
Benim diyecektim, ama benim olan zaten sizin,
Öyleyse hepsi sizin. Ah şu günahkâr zamanlar,
Demir parmaklıklar koyuyor insanla hakları arasına;
İşte böyle, sizin olmama rağmen, sizin olamıyorum.
Sonuç olumsuz olursa, benim değil kaderin canı cehenneme.
Sayfa 57 - Türkiye İş BankasıKitabı okudu
Gözlerim onun yüzüğü ırmak,
Onun su dolu ölüm döşeği olsun.
Sayfa 58 - Türkiye İş BankasıKitabı okudu
"𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓶𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓶𝓮 ♡︎"
Sayfa 108 - Türkiye İş BankasıKitabı okudu
’Speak roughly to your little boy,
And beat him when he sneezes:
He only does it to annoy,
Because he knows it teases.’
’I speak severely to my boy,
I beat him when he sneezes;
For he can thoroughly enjoy
The pepper when he pleases!’
And she sat down in a large arm-chair at one end of the table. ’Have some wine,’ the March Hare said in an encouraging tone. Alice looked all round the table, but there was nothing on it but tea. ‘I don’t see any wine,’ she remarked. ’There isn’t any,’ said the March Hare. ’Then it wasn’t very civil of you to offer it,’ said Alice angrily. ’It wasn’t very civil of you to sit down without being invited,’ said the March Hare.
’And how many hours a day did you do lessons?’ said Alice, in a hurry to change the subject. ’Ten hours the first day,’ said the Mock Turtle: ‘nine the next, and so on.’ ’What a curious plan!’ exclaimed Alice. ’That’s the reason they’re called lessons,’ the Gryphon remarked: ‘because they lessen from day to day.’
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all.
