A MadrigalCrabbed Age and YouthCannot live together:Youth is full of pleasance,Age is full of care;Youth like summer morn,Age like winter weather;Youth like summer brave,Age like winter bare:Youth is full of sports,Age's breath is short,Youth is nimble, Age is lame:Youth is hot and bold,Age is weak and cold,Youth is wild, and Age is tame:-Age, I do abhor thee;Youth, I do adore thee;O! my Love, my Love is young!Age, I do defy thee-O sweet shepherd, hie thee,For methinks thou stay'st too long. William Shakespeare
Blow, Blow, Thou Winter WindBlow, blow, thou winter wind Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude. Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly: Most freindship if feigning, most loving mere folly: Then heigh-ho, the holly! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze thou bitter sky, That does not bite so nigh As benefits forgot: Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As a friend remembered not. Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly: Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly: Then heigh-ho, the holly! This life is most jolly. William Shakespeare
Warm Summer SunWarm summer sun,Shine kindly here,Warm southern wind,Blow softly here.Green sod above,Lie light, lie light.Good night, dear heart,Good night, good night. Mark Twain
O Lord, Our FatherO Lord, our father,Our young patriots, idols of our hearts,Go forth to battle - be Thou near them!With them, in spirit, we also go forthFrom the sweet peace of our beloved firesides To smite the foe. O Lord, our God,Help us to tear their soldiersTo bloody shreds with our shells;Help us to cover their smiling fieldsWith the pale forms of their patriot dead; Help us to drown the thunder ofthe guns With the shrieks of their wounded,Writhing in pain. Help us to lay waste their humble homesWith a hurricane of fire;Help us to wring the hearts of theirUnoffending widows with unavailing grief; Help us to turn them out rooflessWith their little children to wander unfriended The wastes of theirdesolated landIn rags and hunger and thirst,Sports of the sun flames of summerAnd the icy winds of winter,Burdened in spirit, worn with travail,Imploring Thee for the refuge of the grave and denied it - For our sakes who adore Thee, Lord,Blast their hopes,Blight their lives,Protract their bitter pilgrimage,Make heavy their steps,Water their way with their tears,Stain the white snow with the bloodOf their wounded feet! We ask it in the spirit of love -Of Him who is the source of love,And Who is the ever-faithfulRefuge and Friend of all that are sore beset And seek His aid with humbleand contrite hearts. Amen Mark Twain
The True Born Englishman (excerpt)...Thus from a mixture of all kinds began,That het'rogeneous thing, an Englishman:In eager rapes, and furious lust begot,Betwixt a painted Britain and a Scot.Whose gend'ring off-spring quickly learn'd to bow,And yoke their heifers to the Roman plough:From whence a mongrel half-bred race there came,With neither name, nor nation, speech nor fame.In whose hot veins new mixtures quickly ran,Infus'd betwixt a Saxon and a Dane.While their rank daughters, to their parents just,Receiv'd all nations with promiscuous lust.This nauseous brood directly did containThe well-extracted blood of Englishmen.Which medly canton'd in a heptarchy,A rhapsody of nations to supply,Among themselves maintain'd eternal wars,And still the ladies lov'd the conquerors.The western Angles all the rest subdu'd;A bloody nation, barbarous and rude:Who by the tenure of the sword possestOne part of Britain, and subdu'd the restAnd as great things denominate the small,The conqu'ring part gave title to the whole.The Scot, Pict, Britain, Roman, Dane, submit,And with the English-Saxon all unite:And these the mixture have so close pursu'd,The very name and memory's subdu'd:No Roman now, no Britain does remain;Wales strove to separate, but strove in vain:The silent nations undistinguish'd fall,And Englishman's the common name for all.Fate jumbled them together, God knows how;What e'er they were they're true-born English now.The wonder which remains is at our pride,To value that which all wise men deride.For Englishmen to boast of generation,Cancels their knowledge, and lampoons the nation.A true-born Englishman's a contradiction,In speech an irony, in fact a fiction.A banter made to be a test of fools,Which those that use it justly ridicules.A metaphor invented to expressA man a-kin to all the universe.For as the Scots, as learned men ha' said,Throughout the world their wand'ring seed ha' spread;So open-handed England, 'tis believ'd,Has all the gleanings of the world receiv'd.Some think of England 'twas our Saviour meant,The Gospel should to all the world be sent:Since, when the blessed sound did hither reach,They to all nations might be said to preach.'Tis well that virtue gives nobility,How shall we else the want of birth and blood supply?Since scarce one family is left alive,Which does not from some foreigner derive.... Daniel Defoe
EverytimeEverytime I see your face, it brightens up my day. Everytime I kiss your lips, I feel like there is nothing left to say. Everytime I caress your body, I feel so full and complete. Everytime I see your smile, I am tenderly swept off my feet.Everytime I hold your hand, I see my future before my eyes. Everytime I think of loving you, it is with a love that never dies. Robert Johnson
Jack Danielsby TemptationA bitter smile on my lipsBottle in my handA heart filled sorrow so deep,While the bottle moves to my mouthA hug - a kissAll for her, my smile only widensThe bottle is my release, you seeShows me who I want to beI want to be me, I want to be me with youI realize that I'll never have your tender kiss pressed to my lips.Don't worry though and don't feel badI've got someone else running through my head.When I'm with him, the feelings wash awayWhen I think of you when I'm with him, I only laughHe doesn't yell and doesn't shout,What he does is help me block you out.His name is simple, hard to forgetHe wears it on his label.Jack Daniels has taken your place...
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