A man without prudence is a ship without an anchor.
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Dear Prudence
dear prudence, won't you come out to play
dear prudence, greet the brand new day
the sun is up, the sky is blue
it's beautiful and so are you
dear prudence won't you come out and play?
dear prudence open up your eyes
dear prudence see the sunny skies
the wind is low the birds will sing
that you are part of everything
dear prudence won't you open up your eyes?
look around round
look around round round
look around
dear prudence let me see you smile
dear prudence l ike a little child
the clouds will be a daisy chain
so let me see you smile again
dear prudence won't you let me see you smile
song performed by by Our Lady Peace
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Dear Prudence
Dear prudence, won't you come out to play
Dear prudence, greet the brand new day
The sun is up, the sky is blue
It's beautiful and so are you
Dear prudence won't you come out and play
Dear prudence open up your eyes
Dear prudence see the sunny skies
The wind is low the birds will sing
That you are part of everything
Dear prudence won't you open up your eyes?
Look around round
Look around round round
Look around
Dear prudence let me see you smile
Dear prudence like a little child
The clouds will be a daisy chain
So let me see you smile again
Dear prudence won't you let me see you smile?
song performed by by Beatles
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Homeland Africa
Ship ahoi ship ahoi ship ahoi ship ahoi
Ship ahoi ship ahoi ship ahoi ship ahoi
Ship ahoi ship ahoi ship ahoi ship ahoi
Down the ocean a ship comes sailing through the waves
Filled with hundreds of men they take as slaves
Just long for their true homeland africa
And to be saved they want to be free
Men women and babyslaves
Coming to the land of liberty, liberty
Ship ahoi ship ahoi ship ahoi ship ahoi...
They are tired of waiting for a brand new day
Some of them sing and chant some of them pray
And some men got a little tired too
No one knows if the journey pay
Men women and babyslaves
Coming to the land of liberty, liberty
Ship ahoi ship ahoi ship ahoi ship ahoi...
song performed by by Boney M.
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We should not moor a ship with one anchor, or our life with one hope.
quote by Epictetus
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How’s My Boy?
“HO, Sailor of the sea!
How’s my boy—my boy?”
“What’s your boy’s name, good wife,
And in what good ship sail'd he?”
“My boy John— He that went to sea—
What care I for the ship, sailor?
My boy's my boy to me.
“You come back from sea,
And not know my John?
I might as well have ask’d some landsman
Yonder down in the town.
There ’s not an ass in all the parish
But he knows my John.
“How’s my boy—my boy?
And unless you let me know
I’ll swear you are no sailor,
Blue jacket or no,
Brass buttons or no, sailor,
Anchor and crown or no!
Sure his ship was the ‘Jolly Briton’”—
“Speak low, woman, speak low!”
“And why should I speak low, sailor,
About my own boy John?
If I was loud as I am proud
I’d sing him over the town!
Why should I speak low, sailor?”
“That good ship went down.”
“How’s my boy—my boy?
What care I for the ship, sailor?
I was never aboard her.
Be she afloat or be she aground,
Sinking or swimming, I’ll be bound,
Her owners can afford her!
I say, how’s my John?”
“Every man on board went down,
Every man aboard her.”
“How’s my boy—my boy?
What care I for the men, sailor?
I’m not their mother—
How’s my boy—my boy?
Tell me of him and no other!
How ’s my boy—my boy?”
poem by Sydney Thompson Dobell
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To sail the sea of
Life with the best anchor climb
Aboard the Friend Ship
haiku by Ken e Hall
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Neither should a ship rely on one small anchor, nor should life rest on a single hope.
Erosive life go with the flow
In the poor visibility
the old Lighthouse stands.
Sun murmurs his usual prayer
'off for the day my dear'.
When the darkness peeps
a beggar tunes his ramshackle lute
and sings his monotonous song.
'where do they come from
and where do they go?
what do they bring
and what do they take away?
Affable dark skinny young woman
whose husband has abandoned her
sit on the wharf and pray anxiously
for her daily bread.
She heard the far away sailing ship dropped her anchor.
It seems that she is very uneasy with her agony
wait until the anchor heaves up quickly
and the kind sailors visit her cursed hut merrily.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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With ships the sea was sprinkled far and nigh
With ships the sea was sprinkled far and nigh,
Like stars in heaven, and joyously it showed;
Some lying fast at anchor in the road,
Some veering up and down, one knew not why.
A goodly vessel did I then espy
Come like a giant from a haven broad;
And lustily along the bay she strode,
Her tackling rich, and of apparel high.
The ship was nought to me, nor I to her,
Yet I pursued her with a lover's look;
This ship to all the rest did I prefer:
When will she turn, and whither? She will brook
No tarrying; where she comes the winds must stir:
On went she, and due north her journey took.
poem by William Wordsworth
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With ships the sea was sprinkled
WITH ships the sea was sprinkled far and nigh,
Like stars in heaven, and joyously it showed;
Some lying fast at anchor in the road,
Some veering up and down, one knew not why.
A goodly vessel did I then espy
Come like a giant from a haven broad;
And lustily along the bay she strode,
Her tackling rich, and of apparel high.
The ship was nought to me, nor I to her,
Yet I pursued her with a lover's look;
This ship to all the rest did I prefer:
When will she turn, and whither? She will brook
No tarrying; where she comes the winds must stir:
On went she, and due north her journey took.
poem by William Wordsworth
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On the 28th the ship's company received two months pay in advance, and on the following morning we worked out to St. Helen's, where we were obliged to anchor.
quote by William Bligh
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This Mountain
Well a wise man once said to me
If your heart don't break you won't be
free
I'm as free as a bird
Flying out over flying out over the sea
I call out to the wind
No one comes to let me in
I hear the thunder
The weight on my shoulders
The weight up on my shoulders crushing
me
Shine down on this mountain
Rain down on my face
Call out to the river
To wash me out
To was me out of this place
Well I wish that I was a sailorman
With the wheel of the ship held in my
hand
But I don't like the water
I'm more like the anchor
I wish I was the anchor in me
Sometimes I wish I was a sin
So the ones I love wouldn't let me in
I wouldn't have to try to find the
answers
To give 'em all the answers they need
song performed by by Kasey Chambers from Barricades & Brickwalls
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On the mountain top at a seaside?
I saw the ship near the rocks
Her anchor drops
And on the mast
A segull rests!
It's getting darker the sky
And the lights flickering
On board the Vessel.
A Watch-keeper walks on the deck
And a Seaman sits on a bollard
With a fishing rod.
I shouted; 'Have you got a spare cabin
For an old bard and I could have work voluntarily Captain
If it's possible? '
I threw my tattered Seaman's Book
Which was not endorsed since a long time.
O the painful early morning my dream-ship already sailed
To her destined port and I grabbed my old book with a lament!
*[My deceased poor Mom always says; 'The joy of being an old is nothing but sadness.']
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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The news anchor is exactly that - an anchor, a center, a focus.
quote by Jessica Savitch
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Aboard At A Ship's Helm
ABOARD, at a ship's helm,
A young steersman, steering with care.
A bell through fog on a sea-coast dolefully ringing,
An ocean-bell--O a warning bell, rock'd by the waves.
O you give good notice indeed, you bell by the sea-reefs ringing,
Ringing, ringing, to warn the ship from its wreck-place.
For, as on the alert, O steersman, you mind the bell's admonition,
The bows turn,--the freighted ship, tacking, speeds away under her
gray sails,
The beautiful and noble ship, with all her precious wealth, speeds
away gaily and safe.
But O the ship, the immortal ship! O ship aboard the ship! 10
O ship of the body--ship of the soul--voyaging, voyaging, voyaging.
poem by Walt Whitman
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Sailor-Errant Misadventure
Sailing on the Relation-ship
With no direct destination
Sailing the seas eternally
But the planet's a great circle
The first time 'round
was romantic
Second time 'round
was a review
The third time 'round
was redundant
But fourth time 'round
was regretful
Solar mantrap
Sailor-errant misadventure
Without a map
A history
And an anchor
'Lectric soul mates unite as one
Neither possess perfect half crowns
Power struggle
Blood red jungle
Love has nothing to do with it
Solar mantrap
Sailor-errant misadventure
Without a map
A history
And an anchor
poem by Michael Fischer
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A Commentary
while, it, is true,
that i empathize with
what, you are now,
are there rough
storms inside
your mind?
are you a ship
without an anchor?
or an ant crushed
by a stone?
still breathing
the last
whatever,
there is a must still
to learn
this craft of survival
through
poetry as medium
of angst,
of internal wars
unseen
by any human
ordinary eye
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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About Nothing At All (2)
imagine an
empty space
your hands
have nothing
to hold
you float and
there is nothing
to land
a ship without
sea
no port visible
no anchor
no lighthouse
there is no storm
neither calm nor
chaos
there is no
poetry since
there are no
words
no thoughts
no spark
no inspiration
there is no house
there is
a vast emptiness
nothing follows.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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