Monday, July 15, 2013

hot

While two-thirds of the earth is covered in water, a full third of the remaining land (that's one-ninth of the total!) is nearly uninhabitable desert.




Fear No More the Heat o' the Sun

BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
 Feare no more the heate o' th' Sun,
 Nor the furious Winters rages,
Thou thy worldly task hast don,
Home art gon, and tane thy wages.
Golden Lads, and Girles all must,
 As Chimney-Sweepers come to dust.
........
 Feare no more the Lightning flash.
  Nor th' all-dreaded Thunderstone.
 Feare not Slander, Censure rash.
 Thou hast finish'd Ioy and mone.
 All Louers young all Louers must,
  Consigne to thee and come to dust.



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