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Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs
About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green, The night above the dingle starry, Time let me hail and climb Golden in the heydays of his eyes, And honoured among wagons I was prince of the apple towns And once below a time I lordly had the trees and leaves Trail with daisies and barley Down the rivers of the windfall light. And as I was green and carefree, famous among the barns About the happy yard and singing as the farm was home, In the sun that is young once only, Time let me play and be Golden in the mercy of his means, And green and golden I was huntsman and herdsman, the calves Sang to my horn, the foxes on the hills barked clear and cold, And the sabbath rang slowly In the pebbles of the holy streams. All the sun long it was running, it was lovely, the hay Fields high as the house, the tunes from the chimneys, it was air And playing, lovely and watery And fire green as grass. And nightly under the simple stars As I rode to sleep the owls were bearing the farm away, All the moon long I heard, blessed among stables, the nightjars Flying with the ricks, and the horses Flashing into the dark. And then to awake, and the farm, like a wanderer white With the dew, come back, the cock on his shoulder: it was all Shining, it was Adam and maiden, The sky gathered again And the sun grew round that very day. So it must have been after the birth of the simple light In the first, spinning place, the spellbound horses walking warm Out of the whinnying green stable On to the fields of praise. And honoured among foxes and pheasants by the gay house Under the new made clouds and happy as the heart was long, In the sun born over and over, I ran my heedless ways, My wishes raced through the house high hay And nothing I cared, at my sky blue trades, that time allows In all his tuneful turning so few and such morning songs Before the children green and golden Follow him out of grace. Nothing I cared, in the lamb white days, that time would take me Up to the swallow thronged loft by the shadow of my hand, In the moon that is always rising, Nor that riding to sleep I should hear him fly with the high fields And wake to the farm forever fled from the childless land. Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means, Time held me green and dying Though I sang in my chains like the sea. |
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ctrl-V BONUSAUG [/ QUOTE ] Couldn't remember that one? |
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This makes me pee my pants.
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Current screenshot.
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A bloke is in a queue at the super market when he notices that the rather dishy blonde behind him has just raised her hand and smiled hello to him.
He is rather taken aback that such a looker would be waving to him, and although familiar he can't place where he might know her from, so he says 'sorry do you know me?" She replies "I maybe mistaken, but I thought you might be the father of one of my children!" His mind shoots back to the one and only time he had been unfaithful, Christ ! He says "you are that stripper on my stag night that I shagged on the snooker table in front of all my mates whilst your friend whipped me with some wet celery and stuck a cucumber up my arse No she replies, I'm your son's English Teacher |
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[ QUOTE ] Jess Marcum developed a basic strategy for blackjack and was counting cards a decade before anyone else. <font color="white"> . </font> Why is it then that not many of the members of today’s gambling community have heard of him? The reason is basically because he was a very private person. In addition, throughout his active gambling career he endeavored to keep his accomplishments secret to protect the opportunities he had discovered. <font color="white">. </font> In 1947 he joined the highly respected Rand Corporation think-tank located at Santa Monica, California. He was not a founder of Rand, as reported in some articles, but he became Rand’s preeminent mathematician with an international reputation. This was an astonishing accomplishment in view of the fact he had only a BS degree and Rand was loaded with brainpower and Ph.D. mathematicians. His genius had emerged. <font color="white"> . </font> His principal interest at Rand was statistical physics with emphasis on nuclear radiation propagation, nuclear effects and the processing of electromagnetic wave data. His premiere accomplishment was formulating the original equations for calculating the radar backscatter from a steady target in a noisy background, the so-called signal-to-noise ratio on which all radar design is based. Since the government classified this work as secret, it was many years before the scientific literature could acknowledge it as the Marcum equation. [/ QUOTE ] Blackjack Forum : "The first card counter" |
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