Thursday, March 10, 2005

Tom Brown Tracker Knife

SUBJECT LOST



I have lost a dictionary.
It 's the law a great extent, what makes the lexicon a family affair. The one with entries such as may Caperea.

<< Lat. capere take. This verb, which was not continued in Italian, has given rise, through derivatives and compounds, in one of the largest family of Italian voices, in which the idea of \u200b\u200b"taking" occurs in varying degrees and with different shades, including to "understand the mind." It goes so to hunt, capture and ass to figure out, and hunting ability, capacity, noose to capture, captious, captive (and therefore bad). The family is greatly increased if the lexical think of the derivative prefixes and compounds, often with variations of the root that is not easy to identify immediately: for example, to conceive, perceive, take, receive, capable, Prince, precept, recipes ...
The few items marked with sufficient eloquence that we say in front of the main human activities and situations: procreation, the need for sustenance, the predominance of violence on his fellow man, the work of the intellect. Once again the study of language offers a point of revealing severe, with the natural kinship dell'etimo and meanings, as the man who understands both close to the man who catches ...
>>.

It 's my favorite item, of course. Better than a trattato d'etica, e nominale come la miglior letteratura.

Ora, il Dir è sparito. Non c'è tra i dizionari - dove comunque nessuno gli rivolgeva la parola, solo il vecchio Calonghi di latino (la terza edizione "interamente rifusa ed aggiornata dal dizionario georges-calonghi ")(l'ho comperato per quel "rifusa", ovviamente) ogni tanto gli mormorava qualcosa, ma era volgare.
Non c'è tra le ciarliere Garzantine, non c'è tra i romanzi (figuriamoci, quelli quando trovano un vocabolario si sentono minacciati: "è un'ingiustizia, lui ha già tutte quante le nostre parole")(i romanzi sono straordinariamente presbiti).
Se n'è andato, temo.
Gli ho appena prepared bait, though. A strip of freshly harvested fat beautiful place (in a shining even a neologism): I leave it on the floor, who knows if it bites.

am a woman who understands and catch me when I say close the door.

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