Thursday, August 20, 2009

Ulery Sadahiro to me


am come myself to take Thy husband from this earth away, And he shall
cross the doleful lake In my own charge, and let me say To few such
honours I accord, But his pure life and thine require No less from me."
The dreadful sword Like lightning glanced one moment dire; And then the
inner man was tied, The soul no bigger than the thumb, To be borne
onwards by his side:-- Savitri all the while stood dumb. But when the
god moved slowly on To gain his own dominions dim, Leaving the body
there--anon Savitri meekly followed him, Hoping against all hope; he
turned And looked surprised. "Go back, my child!" Pale, pale the stars
above them burned, More weird the scene had grown and wild; "It is not
for the living--hear! To follow where the dead must go, Thy duty lies
before thee clear, What thou shouldst do, the Shasters show. "The
funeral rites that they ord.

What connection does this text have with the picture above...
non whatsoever.

What connection does the text have with Viagra...
non whatsoever.

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