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Re: And now for something completely daiin



ohoh here we go!
There's no daiin daiin.
G Stein
----- Original Message -----
From: "Jorge Stolfi" <stolfi@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
To: <voynich@xxxxxxxx>
Sent: Wednesday, January 23, 2002 6:00 PM
Subject: And now for something completely daiin


>
>
>   O Daiin, Daiin!  Wherefore art thou Daiin!
>
>              -- Shakespeare
>
>
>            Daiin, Daiin, Daiin Dominus Deos...
>
>                  -- the "Sanctus" from the Latin Mass.
>
>
>     Tiger got to hunt,
>     Bird got to fly;
>     Man got to sit and wonder, "Daiin, daiin, daiin?"
>
>     Tiger got to sleep,
>     Bird got to land;
>     Man got to tell himself, "I understand."
>
>               -- Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
>
>
>                              SEBUN SEBUN SEBUN!
>                              Shedy, shedy, shedy!
>
>                              SEBUN SEBUN SEBUN!
>                              Shedy, shedy, shedy!
>
>                              HARUKA NA HOSHI GA FURUSATO DA
>                              A distant star is your birthplace,
>
>                              URUTORASEBUN FAITAH SEBUN
>                              Ultrashedy, fighter Shedy,
>
>                              URUTORASEBUN SEBUN SEBUN
>                              Ultrashedy, Shedy, Shedy.
>
>                                   -- "Ultraseven" theme song
>
>
>
>             E votre meilleur copain
>             Au lieu d'avoir du chagrin
>             Il se marre et vous traite de
>             doiin... doiin... doiin...
>
>             Ah, comme la vie serait daiin,
>             daiin, daiin, daiin,
>             Ah, comme la vie serait daiin,
>             Si l'on ne pouvais pas chanter.
>
>                   -- Boris Vian
>
>
>    Daiin, daiin, daiin, daiin give up.
>
>        -- Winston Churchill.
>
>
>                    Puer natus in Bethlehem unde gaudet Jerusalem
>                    Dain, dain, dain, dain, dain; quam dulcis est dain
>
>                        -- Anna von Köln (~1500)
>
>
>
>                   E okeedy okeedy felice
>                   più in alto del sole ed ancora più su
>                   mentre il mondo dain dainy spariva
>                   lontano cthor.
>
>                     - Okeechy, or or,
>                     - Cantare, or or ar or!
>                     Nel blu, dipinto di blu,
>                     Felice di stare ckhor.
>
>                            -- Domenico Modugno
>
>
>
>            Okedy qokedy chor:               With a qoky qoky here
>            The mouse ran up the clock;      And a qoky qoky there
>            The clock struck one,            Here a qoky, there a qoky
>            The mouse ran down,              Everywhere a qoky qoky
>            Okedy qokedy chor.
>                                                  (Author unknown)
>                 -- Mother Goose
>
>
>
>                         Daiin, daiin-d'amour vannée,
>                             Jamais fanée,
>                         Le rouge-fin est ta couleur,
>                             O fausse-fleur!
>
>                               -- Tristan Corbière
>
>
>           the stain of love
>           is upon the world!
>           Daiin, daiin, daiin
>
>                -- William Carlos Williams
>
>
>
>                         Le occhette nel pantano
>                         Vanno daiin daiin daiin:
>                         Tutte in fila come fanti,
>                         Una dietro, e l'altra avanti.
>
>                            -- Italian nursery rhyme(*)
>
>
>
>     O daiin, daiin, daiin amid the blaze of noon,
>     Irrevocably daiin, total eclipse
>     Without all hope of day!
>
>             -- Milton, /Samson Agonistes/
>
>
>                                   Oh, sheey.
>                                   Dain, Spot.
>                                   Dain, dain, dain.
>                                           -- Zerna Addis Sharp
>
>
>           There was a young lady from Clyde
>           Who ate a green apple, and died;
>           Her lover lamented,
>           The apple fermented,
>           and made daiin oldaiin oldaiin.
>
>                    (Prudently anonymous)
>
>
> All the best,
>
> --stolfi 8-)
>
> (*) (One of my earliest memories is Mama making me recite this to a bunch
> of generalized aunts.  I may forgive her some day. 8-)
>
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