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Hello! I'm Lyrkit!

I tried many ways to memorize English words and found the most effective one for me!

We already have all the words of the songs that we have heard throughout our lives in our memory. We simply did not pay attention to them, but we all already hear them!

I noticed that when you learn a new word from a song that you have already heard before, you already know the translation of this word forever and you will never forget it!

I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

We find songs that we have already heard.

We add all unfamiliar words from them.

We pass mini tests of memory games. done

Now that you know a lot of words, you will very quickly come to know the whole language!

I bet you'll be surprised how effective this method is!)

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Theatre Of Tragedy

A Hamlet For A Slothful Vassal

 

A Hamlet For A Slothful Vassal

(album: Theatre Of Tragedy - 1995)


Behold a jocund morn indeed
Sun on high birds in sky
Yonder the whist firth eathing
Fro where a gale erranteth

Ye beholdest but the shadow
That is a lie
Mayhap a tithe of trothplight
Lief I am not
I deem e'er and anon
My words are but a twist
Tis a feigned lie through loathing
I say
To and fro, save hither
Is thy love
A dotard gaffer, I daresay
Not a loth
But vying for my kinsmen
...a sapling not
Beautiful tyrant
Fiend angelical
Dove-feathered raven
Wolvish-ravening lamb
A Hamlet for a slothful vassal
Soothing ale for a parched sot
Hie to tell me
What ye judgest as naught
I behold the shadow
Wherefore call me such names
Nay imp am I
Thou art my aghast hart
Grazing in the glade

E'er thou sayest aye
That is a lie
Thief of a plot
Lief I am not
Now go to thy tryst
My words are but a twist
Go, leave, totter
Fare well! with joy I came
Until ye dwindlest
With rue I leave
A morsel, nay more
Even the orb cannot
For thy journey
Help me melt the ice?
Hither and thither

done

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