Invitation to the Voyage (L'Invitation au Voyage)
Think, would it not be
Sweet to live with me
All alone, my child, my love? —
Sleep together, share
All things, in that fair
Country you remind me of?
Charming in the dawn
There, the half-withdrawn
Drenched, mysterious sun appears
In the curdled skies,
Treacherous as your eyes
Shining from behind their tears.
There, restraint and order bless
Luxury and voluptuousness.
We should have a room
Never out of bloom:
Tables polished by the palm
Of the vanished hours
Should reflect rare flowers
In that amber-scented calm;
Ceilings richly wrought,
Mirrors deep as thought,
Walls with eastern splendor hung,
All should speak apart
To the homesick heart
In its own dear native tongue.
There, restraint and order bless
Luxury and voluptuousness.
See, their voyage past,
To their moorings fast,
On the still canals asleep,
These big ships; to bring
You some trifling thing
They have braved the furious deep.
— Now the sun goes down,
Tinting dyke and town,
Field, canal, all things in sight,
Hyacinth and gold;
All that we behold
Slumbers in its ruddy light.
There, restraint and order bless
Luxury and voluptuousness.
poem by Charles Baudelaire from Les Fleurs du Mal (1857), translated by Edna Saint Vincent Millay
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Invitation for a Voyage (L'Invation au Voyage)
My sisterchild, my dear!
Imagine going there
Gently to live together, just us two,
To love and think not why
To love and live and die
Together in the land that is like you.
The soaking suns that rise
Through those cloud-raveled skies
Will move me with the selfsame mystery
And witchery that lie
Within each traitor eye
That shines out through your tears to look at me.
There, there is but beauty, measure,
Luxury, repose and pleasure
A furniture that bears
The polish of the years
Will be the decoration of our chamber,
The very rarest blooms
Commingling their perfumes
With vague and sundry redolence of amber.
Those ceilings richly wrought,
And mirrors deep as thought,
And every wall with Eastern splendors hung
They all would speak apart
To nothing but the heart
In nothing but its tender mother tongue.
There, there is but beauty, measure,
Luxury, repose and pleasure
See vessels in the sweep
Of those canals, asleep,
Whose way it is to wander from their berth.
See how, to answer some
Small wish of yours, they come
Our way through all the waters of this earth.
At close of day the sun
Robes hayfields one by one,
Then the canals, and soon the town outright,
In hyacinth and gold;
The world that we behold
Subsides to slumber in a warm low light.
There, there is but beauty, measure,
Luxury, repose and pleasure
poem by Charles Baudelaire from Les Fleurs du Mal (1857), translated by A.Z. Foreman
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Invitation to the Voyage
Imagine, ma petite,
Dear sister mine, how sweet
Were we to go and take our pleasure
Leisurely, you and I—
To lie, to love, to die
Off in that land made to your measure!
A land whose suns' moist rays,
Through the skies' misty haze,
Hold quite the same dark charms for me
As do your scheming eyes
When they, in their like wise,
Shine through your tears, perfidiously.
There all is order, naught amiss:
Comfort and beauty, calm and bliss.
Treasure galore—ornate,
Time-glossed—would decorate
Our chamber, where the rarest blooms
Would blend their lavish scent,
Heady and opulent,
With wisps of amber-like perfumes;
Where all the Orient's
Splendid, rich ornaments—
Deep mirrors, ceilings fine—would each,
In confidential tone,
Speak to the soul alone
In its own sweet and secret speech.
There all is order, naught amiss:
Comfort and beauty, calm and bliss.
See how the ships, asleep—
They who would ply the deep!—
Line the canals: to satisfy
Your merest whim they come
From far-flung heathendom
And skim the seven seas. —On high,
The sunset's rays enfold
In hyacinth and gold,
Field and canal; and, with the night,
As shadows gently fall,
Behold! Life sleeps, and all
Lies bathed in warmth and evening light.
There all is order, naught amiss:
Comfort and beauty, calm and bliss.
poem by Charles Baudelaire
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Bloody Luxury
(coverdale)
Now when I first met you
I was rolling along,
Just a bar room crooner
Singing heartbreak songs,
An I supposed I could never get next to you
But, you seemed quite happy with my company
You kept my body heat steady at 103,
With your mouth full of gimme
An your body full of much obliged
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
Bloody luxury
What you do to me
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
cos no matter what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
Bloody luxury...
Youre a five star woman,
An you know what to give
To fill a part time loser
Full of reasons to live,
But, theres no doubt about it
Im taking a chance on you
Becos you get my heart beating heavy,
Make my knees go weak
You get me so damn nervous
I can hardly speak,
But, nothings gonna stop me
Hanging on my good luck charm
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
Bloody luxury
What you do to me
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
cos no matter what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
Bloody luxury...
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
Bloody luxury
Honey what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
cos no matter what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
Bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
Bloody luxury
Honey what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
cos no matter what you do to me,
No matter what you do to me,
No matter what you do to me,
Its bloody luxury
Bloody luxury
Bloody luxury...
song performed by by Whitesnake
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Sleepytime Prayer (Children)
God bless my bedroom
God bless my bed
God bless the pillow
where I lay my head.
God bless my mommy
bless my dad, too.
They chased away monsters
that live in my room.
God bless my brother
bless my dog and my cat
and, OK, my sister
even though she's a brat.
Thanks God, and Amen
Now, up off my knees.
Wait! I forgot somethin'
God bless me too, please.
Robert the Bruce (To Douglas in Dying)
'MY life is done, yet all remains,
The breath has gone, the image not,
The furious shapes once forged in heat
Live on though now no longer hot.
'Steadily the shining swords
In order rise, in order fall,
In order on the beaten field
The faithful trumpets call.
'The women weeping for the dead
Are not sad now but dutiful,
The dead men stiffening in their place
Proclaim the ancient rule.
'Great Wallace's body hewn in four,
So altered, stays as it must be.
0 Douglas do not leave me now,
For past your head I see
'My dagger sheathed in Comyn's heart
And nothing there to praise or blame,
Nothing but order which must be
Itself and still the same.
'But that Christ hung upon the Cross,
Comyn would rot until time's end
And bury my sin in boundless dust,
For there is no amend.
'In order; yet in order run
All things by unreturning ways,
If Christ live not, nothing is there
For sorrow or for praise.'
So the king spoke to Douglas once
A little while before his death,
Having outfaced three English kings
And kept a people's faith.
poem by Edwin Muir
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It is a monstrous thing that I will say, but I will say it all the same: I find in many things more restraint and order in my morals than in my opinions, and my lust less depraved than my reason.
quote by Michel de Montaigne
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God Bless the Freaks
God bless the freaks
And the deranged,
The ones who are
Violent and strange,
God bless the retards
And the geeks.
God bless the butches
And the femmes,
God bless all those
We condemn,
God bless the brainless
And the meek.
God bless the lowlives
Riding bikes
And punks in leather
Wearing spikes,
God bless the water
And the piss.
God bless the beer
And the sun,
God bless the soldier
And his gun,
God bless the bombs
That kill the kids.
God bless you all
For being numb,
God bless the dead,
God bless Vietnam,
And thousands more
That will be killed.
God bless all those
Who don't think,
Who scratch their ass
And have a drink,
God bless their shit
That doesn't stink.
God bless the holy
And the wise,
God bless the moon
And the sunrise,
God bless the war,
God bless the lies,
God bless this world
About to sink.
God bless the poem,
God bless the muse,
God bless abusers
And abused,
God bless your cock,
Your ass and tits.
God bless your mom,
God bless your dad,
God bless the sane,
God bless the mad,
God bless the ones
Who cannot speak.
God bless all those
Who say: 'God bless',
While working more
And earning less,
While blessing their
Oppressive pricks.
God bless you all,
I say to you,
This world you see
Is nothing new -
Whether it's cursed,
Ignored or blessed -
It is our home
Nonetheless.
March 20,2006
poem by Alexander Shaumyan
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God Bless Naomi
God please bless Naomi when she is at home
God please bless Naomi while she sleeps in her bed
God please bless Naomi while she reads the love letter that her mon wrote To her a long time ago
God please bless Naomi when her heart beats
God please bless Naomi even when her heart is blooming
God please bless Naomi even when she misses her mother dearly
God please bless Naomi even when she listens to music
God pleasse bless Naomi even when she hears you whispering to her God
God please bless Naomi even when she is kissed by you God
God please bless Naomi even when she is serving you with all her heart
God please bless Naomi even when her emotions are runing high
God please bless Naomi even when she is having her depression
God please bless Naomi even when she is going through hard times
God please bless Naomi even when she is feeling strong and poweful
God please bless Naomi even when her heart is pure
God please bless bless naomi even when she is travelling on her private jet and at the same time she is going to heaven on a private jet to met her Mother just for a day
God please bless Naomi even when she has the strong will to live
God please bless Naomi even when she doesn't give up her hopes
God please bless Naomi even when she swims in the sea that you made
God please bless Naomi even when her heart is broken into pieces
God please bless Naomi even when you are washing her heart by making it Whiter than snow
God please bless Naomi even when she is crying out the blues
God please bless Naomi even when she is having plenty of love to give t o Her dear loved ones and friends
God please bless Naomi even when she needs to know that you are her Father
God please bless Naomi by telling her that she is your child
And that she is loved by you
God please bless Naomi by telling her that she is the light of the world
God please bless Naomi by telling her that you will never let her down
God please bless Naomi by giving everything that Naomi wants
God please bless Naomy and at the same time help her to put herself Together
God please bless Naomi and at the same time please understand that she Could never live without you
God please bless Naomi and walk with Naomi at the beach and let you Both leave your footprints in the sand
God please Bless Naomi and let her fly her kite in the sky
God please bless Naomi now that she was told by someone that she had to Choose what she wins and loses
God please bless Naomi and tell her that she has to have faith on you
God please bless Naomy and tell her not to watch her life passing by Her
God please bless Naomi and tell her not to put her life on hold
God please bless Naomi and tell her to light the candles and let it shine in The dark in memory of her mother
God please bless Naomi while she touches the heaven
And at the same time touches the angel in the sky
God please bless Naomi because she knows that the world could Leave her any day
God please bless Naomi while she is listening to the thunder and rain That Is falling from your sky
God please bless Naomi while she says a prayer every night
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Dipping Low
I went around the world till I found the right spot.
It was ultra sweet and just a little bit hot.
Dippin' low in the lap of luxury.
Dippin' low in the lap of luxury.
Now if you get down there you'll be doin' it right.
Yeah, once you got it you better hold on tight.
Dippin' low in the lap of luxury.
Dippin' low in the lap of luxury.
Now if you wanna break down I'll hold my head up high.
I'm a good mechanic, I'll go over you in style.
Dippin low in the lap of luxury.
Dippin low in the lap of luxury.
song performed by by ZZ Top
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Prayer Prompt Psalm 45: God Bless Us All
GOD bless leaders of nations
God bless all workers
God bless golden sunshine
God bless seasons of time
God bless fathers and mothers
God bless sons and daughters
God bless whole earth and sky
God bless our lives, and till we die.
Thank you, dear God.
poem by Rose Flores Rosevoc2
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Sweet Child
Beauty of a dove,
Integrity of owl,
Courage of the mouse,
The silence in a growl.
Sweet innocence,
And darling mind,
I stare in to these bambi eyes,
Of what may come is that of the past,
I beg of you, spare me to last.
Sweet child,
Whisper to me your secrets,
Love me darlin divine,
Sweet Child,
Bless me with innocence,
Tell me no such lies.
Whisper to me sweet lullaby,
And bless me, harmony,
Forget the past, become anew,
Take me, let me see.
Shed last tear,
Bring me down to knee,
Express thyself,
In front of me.
Let veil be lifted,
And knowledge be known,
Let last hope be lifted,
And torn garmet sewn.
Sweet child,
Embrace me with calm,
Tell me all will be right,
Sweet child,
Please, take my arm,
Lead me t'ward the light.
poem by Dayna Mortimore
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God Bless Our Native Land
God bless our native land,
Land of the newly free,
Oh may she ever stand
For truth and liberty.
God bless our native land,
Where sleep our kindred dead,
Let peace at thy command
Above their graves be shed.
God help our native land,
Bring surcease to her strife,
And shower from thy hand
A more abundant life.
God bless our native land,
Her homes and children bless,
Oh may she ever stand
For truth and righteousness.
poem by Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
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Greenly
I bring, with true heart bursting just for you,
Sweet friend these branches, flowers, fruit and leaves,
And hope when white hand humble gift receives,
Beauty’s eyes will bless, not break in two.
Entering, my forehead drenched with dew
Left by dawn winds, I’d learn that love relieves.
Let my fatigue, which at thy feet here grieves,
Enchanted dream these worries two’ll eschew.
May my head on your youthful breast renew
Emotions that each kiss forever leaves,
Yet may it calm find ‘spite the storm that heaves
Now deep within, - to sleep, at rest with you
poem by Paul Verlaine, translated by Jonathan Robin
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God Bless Canada
This land strong and free
God bless Canada
While the sun shine across the sea
God bless Canada as we sing this song
God bless Canada
We stand together united as one
God bless Canada
Our hopes have never died for you
God bless Canada
We carry the flame with us in a long journey
God bless Canada
The eagles will soar high above the sky
God bless Canada
We show our true colors
God bless Canada
Our peacekeepers working together to bring peace home
God bless Canada
Home sweet home to us all
poem by Aldo Kraas
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The ' Wise Men ' Stop Not...
The 'wise men' often tell me,
'You are absolutely ignorant'.
They quote the scriptures and state aloud,
'You are quite wrong, it`s the divine order'.
-The old wine in the old bottle.
I remain pensive for hours - new revelations set in.
Reflections of the distant lands Argentina and Somalia
Begin to haunt me - the cries of hunger become louder.
A calamity strikes a fauna and flora - a total wipe out!
-The divine order surpasses all reasons.
Eulogies are still aired and hymns are sung
The ones living in peace whisper and hail,
'God bless you' - and He becomes busy with the task.
A God to bless a fortunate block of race here!
-I don`t have 'the insight' to feel Him awake ever.
As the ' wise men ' continue to speak,
I hear a cradle song being sung from the skies
And it is He snoringly sleeping somewhere, I think.
A pen dries out leaving the paper empty.
-But a heart writes down lines for the 'unwise'.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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Lap Of Luxury
The money wont last forever ---
Rent man called twice today.
I hope some day youll find me
In the lap of luxury.
Searched for a new apartment
But they dont grow on trees.
Just want to lay my head
In the lap of luxury.
Stepped out on a new horizon ---
Felt a new spring in my feet.
Found a job, it could set me up
Dangling in the lap of luxury.
And the gaffer is a man of substance ---
Drives a jag and takes high tea.
Lives beyond the industrial wasteland,
Laughing in the lap of luxury.
I need money, now, to soothe my heart!
Buy me a datsun or toyota ---
Get the tax man to agree
All expenses I can muster
From the lap of luxury.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Sun Of Luxor!
THY GREATNESS HAS INSPIRED MEN!
THY MIGHT IS EVIDENT IN THY WEALTH!
THY LUXURIANT WAYS SPEAK FOR THEE IN MANY NATIONS!
THY RICHESS ARE GOTTEN OF THY INTELLIGENCE!
THY WAYS HAS SHOWN MEN THE WAY TO LUXURY!
LUXOR! OH LUXOR! !
TAKE ME WITH YOU ON THY MANY JOURNEYS INTO AGES OF LUXURY!
LET ME NOT BE LEFT BEHIND IN SQUALOR! OH LUXOR! !
LET THY LUXURY BE MADE MANIFEST IN ME AS WELL!
THAT I MAY BE KNOWN AS THOU ART KNOWN OH LUXOR!
AS RAR! LUXOR AMONGST MEN!
SUN OF LUXURY OVER ALL!
poem by Overlord Don Manuel Ihcakeyno
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Grow Old With Me
Grow old with me
The best is yet to be
When our time has come
We will be as one
God bless our love
God bless our love
Grow old along with me
Two branches of one tree
Bless the setting sun
When the day is done
God bless our love
God bless our love
Spending our lives together
Live and die together
World without end
World without end
Grow old along with me
Whatever fate will be
We will see it through
For our love is true
God bless our love
God bless our love
God bless our love
God bless our love
song performed by by Youngstown
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A Veiled Face
An exulted order of the past
A veiled face appears.
Life within longs for a mast
A timid wish withers.
The unveiled eyes see
A world of beauties meagre
And it craves for being seen
By the world not so obscene.
An exulted order of the past
A guiled sweet smile crushes.
Life within falls for torrents fast
A soul snails into a world of bushes.
A sob deep within is heard
A hand that cares is seen.
An old God`s dry song is read
But any bliss around is not seen.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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Africa
I hear the drums echoing tonight
But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation
Shes coming in 12:30 flight
The moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation
I stopped an old man along the way
Hoping to find some long forgotten words or ancient melodies
He turned to me as if to say, hurry boy, its waiting there for you
Chorus:
Its gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
Theres nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had
The wild dogs cry out in the night
As they grow restless longing for some solitary company
I know that I must do whats right
Sure as kilimanjaro rises like olympus above the serengeti
I seek to cure whats deep inside, frightened of this thing that Ive become
Chorus
(instrumental break)
Hurry boy, shes waiting there for you
Its gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
Theres nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in africa, I bless the rains down in africa
I bless the rains down in africa, I bless the rains down in africa
I bless the rains down in africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had
song performed by by Toto
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