Thursday, October 21st, 2004
My Pretty Rose Tree
A flower was offered to me:
Such a flower as May never bore.
But I said “I’ve a Pretty Rose-tree”,
And I passed the sweet flower o’er.
Then I went to my Pretty Rose-tree:
To tend her by day and by night.
But my Rose turn’d away with jealousy:
And her thorns were my only delight.
William Blake (1757-1827)
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Wednesday, October 20th, 2004
Some nice shadow effects if you want something different for your blog…
Mandarin Design
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