克什米尔王公的个人资料

现在吧里比较常见的两种人想来英国来不了的和来了之后哭爹喊娘的我觉得这两种人可以多认识认识

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朋友们有没有在南安普顿的？我是说南安普顿大学本科

啊切 Viens, le soir descend Et l'heure est charmeuse Viens, toi si frileuse La nuit déjà comme un manteau s'étend. Viens, tout est si doux Si plein de promesses On sent la caresse Des mots d'amour qu'on écoute à genoux. Un sourire en tes grands yeux Me révèle un coin des cieux Reviens apaiser Mon coeur battant à se briser Je t'aime à jamais Sans crainte des regrets Que le bonheur berce infiniment Par son fol enchantement Le cher émoi de ton coeur aimant. Je t'aime à jamais Sans crainte des regrets Que le bonheur berce infiniment Par son fol enchantement Le cher émoi de ton coeur aimant. Le jour agonise L'heure est exquise Enivrons-nous d'amour Toujours, toujours !

你们猜猜看这个多少钱知道的不许说

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我现在改主意了不学 Yes PM里的口音了 Jeeves & Wooster的更好一些

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La donna e mobile Le donne sono mobile

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有人居然不关注我 @___Phantasia 而且还回复完就自己删帖而且还不告诉我们她的微信毛主席说过：大搞特殊化的同志不是好同志

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我打算自学一点拉丁文，大家有没有什么建议啊我的英文水平还不错法语会一点

原来这句话是加拿大的国徽铭文拉丁语A mari usque ad mare

A Man of the old School who defends the Faith and insists... A Man of the old School who defends the Faith and insists on the old Ideas of Respect, Honour and Amity. .. In other words, a notorious hard-faced bigot, homophobe, eccentric and imperialist pig

终于把那个错误的签名给改了虽说没能改成最完美的For Queen & Country

发一下伊顿公学的校歌 Eton Boating Sung Jolly boating weather, And a hay harvest breeze, Blade on the feather, Shade off the trees, Swing swing together, With your bodies between your knees, Swing swing together, With your bodies between your knees. 6. Rugby may be more clever, Harrow may make more row, But we'll row for ever, Steady from stroke to bow, And nothing in life shall sever The chain that is round us now, And nothing in life shall sever The chain that is round us now. 7. Others will fill our places, Dressed in the old light blue, We'll recollect our races, We'll to the flag be true, And youth will be still in our faces When we cheer for an Eton crew, And youth will be still in our faces When we cheer for an Eton crew. 8. Twenty years hence this weather May tempt us from office stools, We may be slow on the feather And seem to the boys old fools, But we'll still swing together And swear by the best of schools, But we'll still swing together And swear by the best of schools.

有理女孩果然水神每天不见人排名比我还高佩服佩服

blablablah Though I do not think that the life of a busy man there could be placed into his hands a more difficult toast than this, yet the first thought that comes into my mind as a public man is a feeling of satisfaction and profound thankfulness that I may use the word ‘England’ without some fellow at the back of the room shouting out ‘Britain’. I have often thought how many of the most beautiful passages in the English language would be ruined by that substitution which is so popular to-day. I read in your Dinner-book, ‘When God wants a hard thing done, He tells it’, not to His not to his Britons, but to His Englishman;. And in the same way, to come to a very modern piece of poetry, how different it would be with the altered ending, ‘For in spite of all his temptations to belong to other nations, he remains a Briton.’ We have to-night to celebrate our country and our Patron Saint. It always seems to me no mere chance that besides being the Patron Saint of England, St George was the Patron Saint of those gallant sailors around the shores of the Adriatic, and that in his honour there exists one of the shores of the most beautiful chapels in Venice to-day. The Patron Saint for men of the English stock; and I think to-night amongst ourselves we might for a minute or two look at those characteristics, contradictory often, peculiar as we believe, in the great stock of which we are all members The Englishman is all right as long as he is content to be what God made him, an Englishman, but gets into trouble when he tries to be something else. There are chroniclers, or were chronicles, who said it was the aping of the French manners by our English ancestors that made us the prey William the Norman, and led to our defeat at Hastings. Let that be a warning to us not to ape any foreign country. Let us be content to trust and be ourselves. Now, I always think that one of the most curious contradictions about the English stock is this: that while the criticism that is often made of us is not without an element of truth, and that is that as a nation we are less open to the intellectual sense than the Latin races, yet though that may be a fact, there is no nation on earth that has had the same knack of producing geniuses, and in a nation which many people might think restrained, unable to express itself, in this same nation you have a literature second to none that has ever existed in the world, and certainly in poetry supreme. Then, for a more personal characteristic, we grumble, and we have always grumbled, but we never worry. Now, there is a very great truth in that, because there are foreign nations who worry but do not grumble. Grumbling is more superficial, leaves less of a mark on the character, and just as the English schoolboy, for his eternal salvation, is impervious to the receipt of learning, and by that means preserves his metal faculties into middle age and old age than he otherwise would (and I may add that I attribute the possession of such facilities as I have to that fact that I did not overstrain them in youth), just as the Englishman has a mental reserve owing to that gift given to him at his birth by St. George, so, by the absence of worry he keeps his nervous system sound and sane, with the result that in times of emergency the nervous system stands when the nervous system of other peoples breaks. The Englishman is made for a time of crisis, and for a time of emergency. He is serene in difficulties, but may seem to be indifferent when times are easy. He may not look ahead, he may not heed warnings, he may not prepare, but when he once starts he is persistent to the death, and he is ruthless in action. It is these gifts that have made the Englishman what he is, and that have enabled the Englishman to make England and Empire what it is. It is in staying power that he is supreme, and fortunately, being, as I said, to some extent impervious to intellectual impressions as a nation, he is usually impervious to criticism – a most useful thing for an English statesman sometimes. This may be the reason why English statesmen sometimes last longer than those who are not English. I admit that in past generations we carried that virtue to an excess, and by a rebound the sins of the fathers are being visited on the children. For instance, there was a time when this particular epithet was more in vogue in political society, and the Englishman invariably spoke of the ‘damned’ foreigner. Those days are gone, but the legacy has come to us in this, that by the swing of the pendulum we have in this country what does not exist in any other, a certain section of our people who regard every country as being in the right except their own. It largely arises, I think, among a certain section of the population who hold beliefs which they cannot persuade their fellow-countrymen to adopt. There is yet one other point. I think the English people are at heart and in practice the kindest people in the world. With some faults on which I have touched, there is in England a profound sympathy for the under-dog. There is a brotherly and a neighbourly feeling which we see to a remarkable extent through all classes. There is a way of facing misfortunes with a cheerful face. It was shown to a marvellous degree in the war, and in spite of all he said in criticism of his own people, Ruskin said one thing of immoral truth. He said: “The English laugh is the purest and truest in the metal that can be minted. And indeed only Heaven can know what the country owes to it.” There is a profound truth in that. As long as a people can laugh, they are preserved from the grosser vices of life, political and moral. And as long as they can laugh, they can face all the ills that fortune may bring upon them. Then, in no nation more than the English is there a diversified individuality. We are a people of individuals, and a people of character. You may take the writings of one of the most English of writers, Charles Dickens, and you will find that practically all his characters are English. They are all different, and each of us that has gone through this world with his eyes open and his heart open, has met every one of Dicken’s characters in some position or another in life. Let us see to it that we never allow our individuality as Englishmen to be steam-rollered. The preservation of the individuality of the Englishman is essential to the preservation of the type of the race, and if our differences are smoothed out and we lose that great gift, we shall lose at the same time our power. Uniformity of type is a bad thing. I regret very much myself the uniformity of speech. Time was, two centuries ago, when you could have told by his speech from what part of England every member of Parliament came. He spoke the speech of his fathers, and I regret that the dialects have gone, and I regret that by a process which for a want of a better name we have agreed among ourselves to call education, we are drifting away from the language of the people and losing some of the best English words and phrases which have lasted in the country through centuries, to make us all talk one uniform and inexpressive language. Now, I have very little more that I want to say to you to-night, but on an occasion like this I suppose there is no one who does not ask himself in his heart and is a little shy of expressing it, what is it that England stands for to him, and to her. And there comes into my mind a wonder as to what England may stand for in the minds of generations to come if our country goes on during the next generation as she has done in the last two, in seeing her fields converted into towns. To me, England is the country, and the country is England. And when I ask myself what I mean by England, when I think of England when I am abroad, England comes to me through my various senses – through the ear, through the eye, and through certain imperishable scents. I will tell you what they are, and there may be those among you who feel as I do. The sounds of England, the tinkle of hammer on anvil in the country smithy, the corncrake on a dewey morning, the sound of the scythe against the whetstone, and the sight of a plough team coming over the brow of a hill, the sight that has been in England since England was a land, and may be seen in England long after the Empire has perished and every works in England has ceased to function, for centuries the one eternal sight of England. The wild anenomies in the woods of April, the last load at night of hay being drawn down a lane as the twilight comes on, when you can scarcely distinguish the figures on the horses as they take it home to the farm, and above all, most subtle, most penetrating and most moving, the smell of wood smoke coming in an autumn evening, or the smell of the scutch fires: that wood smoke that our ancestors, tens of thousands of years ago, must have caught on the air when they were still nomads, and when they were still roaming the forests and the plains of the continent of Europe. These things strike down into the very depths of our nature, and touch chords that go back to the beginning of time and the human race, but they are chords that with every year of our life sound a deeper note in our innermost being. These are things that make England, and I grieve for it that they are not the childish inheritance of the majority of people to-day in our country. They ought to be the inheritance of every child born into this country, but nothing can be more touching than to see how the working man and woman after generations in the towns will have their tiny bit of garden if they can, will go to gardens if they can, to look at something they they have never seen as children, but which their ancestors knew and loved. The love of these things is innate and inherent in our people. It makes for that love of home, one of the strongest features of our race, and it that that makes our race seek its home in the Dominions over seas, where they have room to see things like this that they can no more see at home. It is that power of making homes, almost peculiar to our people, and it is one of the sources of their greatness. They go overseas, and they take with them what they learned at home: love of justice, love of truth, and the broad humanity that are so characteristic of English people. It may well be that these traits on which we pride ourselves, which we hope to show and try to show in our lives, may survive – survive among our people so long as they are a people – and I hope and believe this, that just as to-day more than fifteen centuries since the last of those great Roman legionaries left England, we still speak of the Roman character, so perhaps in the ten thousandth century, long after the Empires of this world as we know them have fallen and others have risen and fallen again, the men who are then on this earth may yet speak of those characteristics which we prize as the characteristics of the English, and that long after, maybe, the name of the country has passed away, wherever mean are honourable and upright and perservering, lovers of home, of their bretheren, of justice and of humanity, the men in the world of that day may say, ‘We still have among us the gifts of that great English race.’

Parade's End这部新剧感觉不错唐顿庄园里的做派又觉得它剧情太慢的可以看看这个里面的语言风格很上档次是新Sherlock Holmes那个演员演得顺便说一下第一幅图里军装错了

吧主人呢 @抹茶冰砖

人呢人呢人呢！

猜猜谁说的 To me, England is the country, and the country is England. And when I ask myself what I mean by England when I am abroad, England comes to me through my various senses — through the ear, through the eye and through certain imperishable scents ... The sounds of England, the tinkle of the hammer on the anvil in the country smithy, the corncrake on a dewy morning, the sound of the scythe against the whetstone, and the sight of a plough team coming over the brow of a hill, the sight that has been seen in England since England was a land ... the one eternal sight of England

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda!

baidu就天天打击吧主的热情烦死人了

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流里流气的流氓人

【征集意见】关于会员名片关于名片中的错误我代表吧务表示抱歉但修改名片只能在上次修改后的三个月进行一下是我的一些建议也欢迎其他吧友提出宝贵建议 1.Welcome to the United Kingdom 2.Dieu et Mon Droit （国徽铭文） 3.Rule，Britannia！ 4.For King（Queen）and Country！ 5.God Save the Queen！ 6.Land of Hope and Glory

新的百度音乐很赞嘛就连Boys in the Backroom这种老的没屁股的音乐它都有许多版本

我去爆吧的人还管签到 Keep up the good work啊

请爆吧的诸君进来一下我请喝茶 @1014029393 不要吵架，你们什么目的？

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又是哪来的芝麻官

看了西伯利亚的理发师感觉很不错

阿哈哈

Still cannot solve the issue of having too many "ands" Still cannot solve the issue of having too many "ands" in formal written discourse Pray for suggestions

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一个月前的帖子还在首页

坚守烈日要塞的比利时将军 Gérard Leman

你们开始治水他们都来找我

就不能改一下贴吧名片

哦嚯嚯嚯嚯

贴吧名片谁写的 The都写成了he 还不如写个Dieu et mon droit呢