
“If you kiss someone on the back of the neck, it spreads.”
Original: (it) Baciami sul collo finché i brividi non avranno limiti.
Source: prevale.net
“If you kiss someone on the back of the neck, it spreads.”
“But, dear, cling close to me; since you were gone,
My barren thoughts have chilled me to the bone.”
Reconciliation http://poetry.poetryx.com/poems/1568/
The Green Helmet and Other Poems (1910)
Context: Some may have blamed you that you took away
The verses that could move them on the day
When, the ears being deafened, the sight of the eyes blind
With lightning, you went from me, and I could find
Nothing to make a song about but kings,
Helmets, and swords, and half-forgotten things
That were like memories of you--but now
We'll out, for the world lives as long ago;
And while we're in our laughing, weeping fit,
Hurl helmets, crowns, and swords into the pit.
But, dear, cling close to me; since you were gone,
My barren thoughts have chilled me to the bone.
Source: The Bronze Horseman
Gilmore indignantly dismissing criticism of “sharp corrupt practice” by Health Minister James Reilly from Mary Lou McDonald in the Dáil. Irish Independent http://www.independent.ie/national-news/how-many-bodies-are-buried-on-this-island-because-of-sinn-fein-gilmore-taunts-mcdonald-in-dail-spat-3332746.html
Column, September 11, 2009, "The Van Jones Matter" http://www.jewishworldreview.com/cols/krauthammer091109.php3#.U31vNsJOWUk at jewishworldreview.com.
2000s, 2009