It seems to me that it had no other rationale than to show that we are not simply the country of entertainers, but also that of engineers and builders called from across the world to build bridges, viaducts, stations and major monuments of modern industry, the Eiffel Tower deserves to be treated with consideration.
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Being the most striking manifestation of the art of metal structures by which our engineers have shown in Europe, the Eiffel Tower is one of the most striking of our modern national genius.
quote by Gustave Eiffel
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Alec Eiffel
Pioneer of aerodynamics
(little eiffel, little eiffel)
They thought he was real smart alec
(little eiffel, little eiffel)
He thought big they called it a phallic
(little eiffel, little eiffel)
They didnt know he was panoramic
Little eiffel stands in the archway
(little eiffel, little eiffel)
Keeping low doesnt make no sense
Sometimes people can be oh so dense
They didnt want it but he built it anyway
(little eiffel, little eiffel)
Little eiffel stands in the archway
(little eiffel, little eiffel)
Keeping low dont make sense
Keeping low doesnt make no-sense
(little eiffel, little eiffel)
Little eiffel stands in the archway
Oh alexander I see you beneath
The archway of aerodynamics.
song performed by by Pixies
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Crescent Moon Over Over The Eiffel Tower
First I think of Jesus, or not actually Jesus,
but the vapour trail from a jet, which makes
a line across the hard sky parallel with the top
of my window, which makes me think of Apollinaire
who said in a poem that Jesus is the holder
of the world high altitude record, a truly modern
aviator, and that’s how I think of Jesus,
being in Paris and all, the thing with Apollinaire.
But I’m looking at the line the vapour trail makes,
which way up in the sky would form a perfect T
with the tip of the Eiffel Tower (the tip of the
Tour Eiffel sounds better in a poem) if the Tour Eiffel
were a fair whack higher. You know what I mean:
blue symmetries of summer. And then I notice,
and here’s what the poem’s about, when my eyes
are making the imaginary T, just above the point
where my imaginary much higher Tour Eiffel
would meet the vapour trail, a crescent moon.
A crescent moon so thin and faint it’s almost not there
in the hot white Paris sky. But it is there,
and it’s above the Eiffel Tower, pardon,
la Tour Eiffel, and it’s above the vapour trail
that Jesus in a jet has made. What do I learn
from this experience? Well, in two weeks’ time,
if the weather holds, and it should, there’ll be
a fat full moon over Paris, and I’m up the hill
in Montmartre, with a view to fucking die for.
I can see three quarters of the sky, so I’m sure
that around two weeks from now, one way
or another, I’ll be seeing that fat full moon.
And this is a thought that is not at all unpleasant.
poem by Luke Davies
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Monuments
Monuments
They have gone now not a trace left but hazy memories.
Leaves are getting yellow there is no denying fall is here.
I’m the sole survivor standing on a plateau of nothingness
where dust of wasted years, blows in the wind. But it was
the wasted years that brought you here, a voice whispers.
I shall not now climb the Eiffel tower from the outside in
honour of the army of welders; whom are all but forgotten.
The name Eiffel lives on, but the man himself lost his crown
when trying to construct the Panama Canal. This long hall
I must walk so many doors on each side, I will not enter any
of them to see what’s inside, my curiosity is gone I need not
know. My object is to reach the end of the corridor where
I see shadows, perhaps the great man Eiffel is there, if not
I hope they are, the welders of the monument made of Iron.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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The past, present and future
I was the usual detainee who stood out of the class most of the time.
The lean English teacher who has a slight dimple on the chin when she smiles, once called me in and asked me to write three sentences the past, present and future tense.
I wrote them without any hesitation.
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1.They built massive bridges.
2. They build massive bridges.
3. They will build massive bridges for whom and where do you cross?
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Can one think that because we are engineers, beauty does not preoccupy us or that we do not try to build beautiful, as well as solid and long lasting structures? Aren't the genuine functions of strength always in keeping with unwritten conditions of harmony? ... Besides, there is an attraction, a special charm in the colossal to which ordinary theories of art do not apply.
quote by Gustave Eiffel
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Everyone
everyone deserves to live
everyone deserves a education
everyone has rights
everyone has a hobby
everyone deserves the right to have a job
everyone deserves to be treated equally
everyone is important
everyone shouldnt be bullied
everyone is different
everyone has a right to eat what they want
everyone should live in harmony
poem by Michelle Louise Commons
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France is for Lovers
It's Paris in the Springtime
as the fluers de lis flower
Singing hymns to the fresh new floral scents.
Paintings hang in the monuments
to great men and their moments
showing oils and acrylics trapping hymns.
And that architectural marvel that is called the Eiffel Tower
towers over sights and smells and sounds of spring.
It is here that you lay your head to rest now.
It is here that you bring other heads to rest.
It is in Paris in the Springtime that is for lovers.
And if I could afford the plane ticket over
you would have to see me regardless
of all the child support you try to make me pay.
poem by John W. McEwers
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Modern Dancing
Modern, modern, modern, modern dancing
Modern dancing, modern dancing
Modern dancing, modern
I see you acting modernly with the boys and girls
Exposure breeds discovery in the modern world
The 60's hairdos 90's eyes are just flashing lights
A touch of neon hinting class for the modern night
Modern dancing, modern dancing
Modern dancing, modern dancing
Dancing
Modern dancing, modern dancing
Modern dancing, modern
Mono vision tv face and determined eyes
The clothes are perfect the rips in place just the perfect size
Familiarity breeds contempt but it doesn't show
We've heard the music times before but it still makes you go
Modern dancing, modern dancing
Modern dancing, modern dancing
Modern dancing, dancing
....variations to fade....
song performed by by Men Without Hats
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Bridges To Melissa
I close my eyes in front of the nebular sppeal
I feel it dragging me this suicidal desire!
I am who claim for our blood
Melissa waits for me in the distance...far away!
Beyond the ocean
Beyond the southern lair
There lays your cradle
I'll build four bridges to you!
You are the light on the other side of the sky
I am the shadow of this side of hell
Melissa hear me far away!
You will cover the sun, you will charm the moon
By my side!
Show me the other...
Show me the other spell
I'll fly to your cradle
I'll build four bridges to you!
You're my end, you're my dreams
You're my path
You're another temple's stone of our race
Melissa guide me to your cradle
I will be the Baptist of the black forgotten arts!
And flying together
Under the frozen clouds
Feasting the demons
Running on the bridges!
song performed by by Undercroft
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You show up in Paris, and on the drive from the airport to the hotel you're like, 'This is so cool! I want to see something! I want to go to the Eiffel Tower!' And then you leave the next morning. You think, Oh, I didn't get to do anything. I tell people: I've been just about everywhere, but I've seen nothing.
quote by Taylor Lautner
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The World That Lies
Go to the world that lies and exhibits cruelty,
That sins in many ways, in those ways we call evil.
Then resent it from all your heart, and head back
Introducing yourself to the evil people of your own country.
This is a circle of harm and wilderness,
Of forests that contain hideous dwellers,
They occupy my life so madly to resist me,
To occupy my soul and my country.
This country is a team so bright, so like flight
That evil has disappeared, for they have been floating
In a world of prayer from my mind and body,
And, as well, my moods are like the monuments
Loading more picture in my sight and eyes,
My very heart breathes for the light of this tower.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Engineers
All that we are
Is all that we need to be
All that we know
Is you and machinery
Were engineers
We are your heartbeat
We are your night life
We are your 'low-line
We keep you alive for now
Were engineers
We are your voice
We are your blood flow
We are your eyes
Were all you need to know
Were engineers
All that we are
Is all that youd love to be
All that we know
Is hate and machinery
Were engineers
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Tower of Baghdad
One day, an angel will appear and take
those cool dark glasses from your eyes,
the mask that hides your creeping fear
that gold, nor sweat, nor persuasion,
nor clever games, nor brutal power,
will save the sagging base of human pride
on which you built your royal tower,
in tribute to yourself...
And then, perhaps, you'll understand
and, trembling, bow your head
and, weeping, see your mighty tower tumble.
Like all man's monuments to man,
it once must crash, its concrete crumble,
its dust be scattered by the winds
And never will you build again
upon mere sand...
poem by Willem VanVoorthuysen
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Hate Industry
Hate industry drives the nation,
It gives automatic up gradation,
In the dirty vote trade with a wild card,
Entry into the secular paradise.
Hate Modi, Hate Tytler, Hate Sajjan;
Hate Gujarat, Hate India, Hate Hindu;
Hate Brahmin, Hate Merit, Hate patriotism;
Hate is a big money minting industry.
Filming dead, nude and hungry;
Branded as art modern and grand,
Exhibiting rioting, burning and raping;
Treated as activism, valiant and virtuous.
Awarded heavy packages for Hate shops,
NGOs, secularists, activists, journalists;
Intellectuals, lawyers, lobbyist;
All take a dip in this Hate waters.
Plethora of Hate entrepreneurs,
Hate is pious and religious;
Hate loving warriors hit the big time,
O country men! Beware of Hate butchers.
poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma
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I DON'T SHOW MY LOVE TO YOU.....by Talile Ali
I DON'T SHOW MY LOVE TO YOU GIRL
I DON'T SHOW MY LOVE TO YOU
I DON'T SHOW MY LOVE TO YOU GIRL
I DON'T SHOW MY LOVE TO YOU
I TREATED U LIKE I WAS YOUR PRISONER
I TREATED YOU LIKE YOU WEREN'T MY FRIEND
I TREATED YOU SO CRUEL AND INHUMAN
I'M GLAD THIS TRAGEDY HAD TO END
I DON'T SHOW MY LOVE TO YOU GIRL
I DON'T SHOW MY LOVE TO YOU
I DON'T SHOW MY LOVE TO YOU GIRL
I DON'T SHOW MY LOVE TO YOU
I NEVER EVER WANTED TO HARM YOU
I NEVER THOUGHT OF ME AS A SCARE
BUT BABE IM IN YOUR EYES I SEE TRUTH THERE
I SEE THAT I AM A GRIZZLY BEAR
I DON'T SHOW MY LOVE TO YOU GIRL
I DON'T SHOW MY LOVE TO YOU
I DON'T SHOW MY LOVE TO YOU GIRL
I DON'T SHOW MY LOVE TO YOU
I WISH I COULD HAVE LOVED YOU BETTER
I KNOW I SHOULD HAVE LOVED YOU I SWEAR
BUT I WAS SO CONFUSED AND SCARED BABY
I COULD SEE HOW YOU NEEDED ME THERE
I DON'T SHOW MY LOVE TO YOU, GIRL
I DON'T SHOW MY LOVE TO YOU
I DON'T SHOW MY LOVE TO YOU, GIRL
I DON'T SHOW MY LOVE TO YOU
poem by Talile Ali
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La Seine
There once was a fellow named Harris,
a comedian whose wife was called Clarice.
They performed on a stage
with old Rolf in a cage
and she took him (so clever) to Paris.
On the top of the Eiffel Tower
when the clock struck the twenty-third hour,
he was left in the rain
looking down on the Seine
but he really had needed the shower.
poem by Herbert Nehrlich
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXIX: Human
In this world everybody is said to have right to live
But to be treated as human sometimes killing the human inside
In this world everybody can love anybody they like
But to be treated as human you can’t fall to the wrong person
In this world everybody has special gift
But to be treated as human all should meet a cliché standard
In this world everybody stands in the same position
But to be treated as human the order comes first before the law
In this world everybody could hold any religion
But to be treated as human nobody should have another God
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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I Need A Beat
If its a malibu beat, subject of discussion
Malibu beat, subject of discuss-cussion
Youre motivated-vated, to aid a percussion-cussion
Theres no glo-glory, for this story-story
It-it rock-rock in any territory-tory
I syncopate it and design it well-well
Beat elevates-vates, the scratch excels-cels
All techniques are a combination
Of skills that I have, thought narration
Last year my melody, but still complete
Providing musical energy for the street
Lyrics are smooth for maximum effect
Jump track patt-erns on cass-ette
Time-time snare had bass and cymbal
Like that of a cat on the mic Im nimble
Ba-sic patterns, grouped and changed
Se-quence fre-quent, seek and gain...
Break... break... for narration
Break two... break two...
Im in the center of a - Im in the center of a
Musical skinner; some say the skins is a blow of torture
They hear me, they fear me, they hear me, they fear me
Im improvin the conditions of the rap industry
The beat will expand, to land on foreign lands
Germany, italy, france and japan, itll
Give you a lift, no need to sniff
No butts no hows no whys or ifs
Its you I defeated, theyll say you retreated
Pick up your favorite magazine and read it
Wrapped by a power, a musical shower-shower
A picture-picture of me-of me on the eiffel-eiffel tower-tower
I need a beat-beat...
Doing-doing dirty, Im your-your thought
Youre bein-bein taken-taken, the musical boom
Im in full trating your eardrums
Increasing the rate of vibration
I wanna rock ya-rock ya, thats all you need to know-know
I need a beat, is the title of the show-show
Providing-providing pleasure on the musical measures
All-all arranged, to alleviate pressure
Im up on your list, your party thera-therapist
Beat programmer and lyri-lyricist
Ladies love cool james, studio user
A million or more screamin people abuser
I predict, this jam will hit
The highest plateau in the world of music
Paparazzi, wealth and fame
The total propulsion, of my name
I need a beat..
Computer wise, and the engineers eyes
Have to be very acute, education level high
The product is mine, beat on the rhyme
The control was part of the studio design
Track after track, culminating on wax
The tape has slack, rewind then back
Expensive but useful, the music is the fuel
A perfect place for mcs to duel...
I need a beat... farmers boulevard...
Ha-ha... queens! ladies love cool james!
Cut cre-ator!...
song performed by by LL Cool J
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Walls
With no consideration, no pity, no shame,
they have built walls around me, thick and high.
And now I sit here feeling hopeless.
I can't think of anything else: this fate gnaws my mind -
because I had so much to do outside.
When they were building the walls, how could I not have noticed!
But I never heard the builders, not a sound.
Imperceptibly they have closed me off from the outside world.
poem by Constantine P. Cavafy
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