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The dog that is quarrelsome and not strong, woe to his hide.
There were a number of people who helped me get there, and the one I always mention is Michael Byrne, the great master swordsman and brilliant stunt double.
quote by Ian McDiarmid
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Beware a rickety wall, a savage dog, and a quarrelsome person.
It is true that we are weak and sick and ugly and quarrelsome but if that is all we ever were, we would millenniums ago have disappeared from the face of the earth.
quote by John Steinbeck
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With So Much Love
I hate you!
With so much love,
I can not stand it anymore.
When you walked out of that door for good...
And slammed it shut!
I denied I cared.
I denied any years I shared with you.
I denied my heart was broken into bits.
My quarrelsome petty manner...
You had enough of it.
I tried to bite my lip...but,
I grew tired of you being right!
I hate you!
With so much love.
With so much love.
With so much...
Love I hate!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Think Twice
Flawless he thinks,
quarrelsome he talks,
mindless he speaks,
nature glides his tongue like no other.
So variant we are!
Pondering i hail.
Most furious!
Ferocious you are not,
most nonplused,
bewildered neither are you;
So variant we are!
But pondering i hail.
You are good at the game,
Barcelona is sometimes beaten,
hail no yourself,
you are the best for,
you count for each step you take;
So variant we are!
But pondering i hail.
poem by Joseph Ndawula
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I attribute the quarrelsome nature of the Middle Ages young men entirely to the want of the soothing weed.
quote by Jerome K. Jerome
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Wild Bill was anything but a quarrelsome man yet I have personal knowledge of at least half a dozen men whom he had at various times killed.
quote by Buffalo Bill
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All excess is ill, but drunkenness is of the worst sort. It spoils health, dismounts the mind, and unmans men. It reveals secrets, is quarrelsome, lascivious, impudent, dangerous and bad.
quote by William Penn
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The Red Petticoat
You were no beauty, Anne Boleyn,
Your skin too dark, not fair,
Your eyes were brown, tho' almost black,
And dark, your dark brown hair;
'Not handsome, ' the Ambassador
From Venice would opine,
But everyone agreed, your slender neck
Was very fine.
Your sister Mary wooed the King,
And took him to her bed,
She'd thought that she could win; he stayed
With Catherine, instead,
For Harry never dignified
The whores he conquered, when
The skirts he couldn't raise were far
More Queenly, then, to him.
Your eyes, they sparkled, led him on,
Your lips they told him 'No! '
'I would not have my liege, my prince
Think badly of me so! '
For seven years you pouted, swore
Undying love could wait,
Until he gained the great divorce,
Re-sought the wedded state.
Oh, Anne Boleyn, the only sin
You sought was to be free,
To choose the man you would adore,
Not bound by some decree,
But Percy was then barred from court
As Wolsey warned him off,
And Wyatt's gentle poetry
Was merely Courtly Love.
To be demure and gentle,
Acquiesce in Henry's plans,
Was not the way of Anne Boleyn,
You used your pressing charms.
You could be stubborn, quarrelsome
As all in court could hear,
Chapuys called you a 'she-devil',
A woman men should fear.
And so it was with Thomas More,
You helped him disappear,
By whispering words of hatred in
King Henry's willing ear,
Your tongue brought Cardinal Wolsey down,
It ended Fisher's life,
You built your store of Karma as
Our Good King Henry's wife.
You had a bright red petticoat
Worn underneath your smock,
You'd laugh and flirt outrageously,
Excessively, de trop,
But you could not provide the heir
To bolster Henry's worth,
The first born was a pretty girl,
The next two died at birth.
Mark Smeaton played a pretty song
And to your chamber came,
With young Sir Henry Norris
And your brother, George Boleyn,
Sir Francis Weston, Brereton,
Would come to dance and sue
Their Courtly Love, but soon it turned
More sinister for you.
Jane Seymour fixed her eye on him,
Your oh, so loving lord,
And he began to wonder why
He'd blessed you with his word,
He asked of Thomas Cromwell
That he snoop, and spy, and bring
Such evidence that he might break
Your marriage bond to him.
Treason! For adultery,
And incest with Boleyn!
You wept and claimed your innocence,
But none were listening.
The men were taken to the tower,
And then to Tower Hill,
The axeman swung his greedy blade
And watched the five heads spill.
But not the axe for you, my Queen,
Your long and slender neck
Was much too fine to butcher,
To receive such scant respect.
They brought a swordsman from Calais,
A Frenchman for the Queen,
A master of his craft, he'd make
One slice, both swift and clean.
And so you tied your dark brown hair
Up high, to bare your neck,
You donned your bright red petticoat
No blood would show on that;
You gave your speech at Tower Green
Then knelt in whispered prayer,
The swordsman stood well back, his sword
Was hidden in the straw.
With one swift, powerful stroke, the blade
Made sure that you were dead,
Your lips still moved in muttered prayer,
Your eyes rolled in your head.
King Henry heard the news while he
Rode gaily, hunting deer,
And thought once of your petticoat...
Then rode to Jane Seymour.
27 May 2008
poem by David Lewis Paget
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God
I think about God.
Yet I talk of small matters.
Now isn't it odd
How my idle tongue chatters!
Of quarrelsome neighbors,
Fine weather and rain,
Indifferent labors,
Indifferent pain,
Some trivial style
Fashion shifts with a nod.
And yet all the while
I am thinking of God.
poem by Gamaliel Bradford
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Magic Man
Yes I know a man
Who with his quiet magic hand
Can turn a room of quarrelsome heads
Snarling for each other in self-regard
Into the running, tumbling, laughing
Children of 4 that they once were
Yes it is his gift to them
Sprawled unconscious to themselves
And for this one chance they must yield
To him the knowledge they have been
To play in wonder, freed from thought
And careless for an hour again.
poem by Frank Bana
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A Just State
Force us into abidance, in a just state,
So then peace reigns at the night of the day.
Sustain the godly tongue of doom,
It injures a mighty swordsman.
His weapon shivered as silver, the hilt,
The blade and everything is like a soldier.
Bold automatically, the knight of glamour
Is not brand new in vigour, a latecomer.
The wars of success are attributed failure
When knights solve their worst crimes.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The peace movement is a great force for peace. Some of the world's most quarrelsome people act out their aggressions through the peace movement.
quote by John McCarthy
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To Say
To say is to be destroyed,
I may quarrel but what may be stated?
To detain a man for his romance
Is like saying a quarrelsome action.
There denigrated, we will never continue
With the argument so stern.
The awkward abhorrent chimneys of words
Are blowing their smoke in our direction.
The wind is the fault, an accident will occur
When the windy days elevate meaning.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Be Good Johnny
Skip de skip, up the road
Off to school we go
Dont you be a bad boy johnny
Dont you slip up
Or play the fool
Oh no ma, oh no da,
Ill be your golden boy
I will obey evry golden rule
Get told by the teacher
Not to day-dream
Told by my mother:
Be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good be good (johnny)
Be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good (johnny)
Be good be good.
Are you going to play football this year, john?
No!
Oh, well you must be going to play cricket this year then,
Are you johnny?
No! no! no!
Boy, you sure are a funny kid, johnny, but I like you! so tell me,
What kind of a boy are you, john?
I only like dreaming
All the day long
Where no one is screaming
Be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good be good (johnny)
Be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Johnny!
song performed by by Men At Work
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You're So Good
If you were an apple, I would take a bite
If you were a lemon, I would squeeze you tight
You're so good, I've got to have you
You're so good that nothing else matters
You're so good, you're so good, you're so good for me
If you were a penny, you'd be good as gold
If you were a snowball, I would love the cold
'Cause you're so good, I've got-got to have you
You're so good that nothing else matters
You're so good, you're so good, you're so good,
You're so good for me
If you were a candle, I would light your fire
And if you were hard labor, I would never tire
'Cause you're good, I've got-got to have you
You're so good that nothing else matters
You're so good, you're so good, you're so good
You're so good for me
You're so good for me
You're so good, you're so good, you're so good for me
song performed by by Monkees
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