A ploughman on his legs is higher than a gentleman on his knees.
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A farmer on his knees is higher than a gentleman on his legs.
Perfect Gentleman
There is no doubt about it
Im one of a kind, baby
I am le dartagnan de coeur
As you may see, candy
And Im talkin with my eyes
And I walk in different styles
Im the genuine man!
Yes I am
I am a perfect gentleman
Yes I am
I am a perfect gentleman
Kneel down, inhale my odor
Come, kiss my hand, angel
Dare to explore my higher
Grounds
Strive to deserve me,
Ma cherie
And my winds
Surpass perfume
Im charismatic at full bloom
Im the genuine man!
Yes I am
I am a perfect gentleman
Yes I am
I am a perfect gentleman
Yes I am, I am, yes I am
(perfect)
Oh lord, what can I do
I cant resist my own
Reflection
How would possibly anyone?
Cause I am (perfect)
Yes I am (perfect)
Oh lord I am (perfect)
Yes I am
I am a perfect gentleman
Yes I am
I am a perfect gentleman
song performed by by Helloween
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Ploughman's Life, The
As I was a-wand'ring ae morning in spring,
I heard a young ploughman sae sweetly to sing;
And as he was singin', thir words he did say, -
There's nae life like the ploughman's in the month o' sweet May.
The lav'rock in the morning she'll rise frae her nest,
And mount i' the air wi' the dew on her breast,
And wi' the merry ploughman she'll whistle and sing,
And at night she'll return to her nest back again.
poem by Robert Burns
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The Ploughman's Life
As I was a-wand'ring ae morning in spring,
I heard a young ploughman sae sweetly to sing;
And as he was singin', thir words he did say, -
There's nae life like the ploughman's in the month o' sweet May.
The lav'rock in the morning she'll rise frae her nest,
And mount i' the air wi' the dew on her breast,
And wi' the merry ploughman she'll whistle and sing,
And at night she'll return to her nest back again.
poem by Robert Burns
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The Fox
The shepherd on his journey heard when nigh
His dog among the bushes barking high;
The ploughman ran and gave a hearty shout,
He found a weary fox and beat him out.
The ploughman laughed and would have ploughed him in
But the old shepherd took him for the skin.
He lay upon the furrow stretched for dead,
The old dog lay and licked the wounds that bled,
The ploughman beat him till his ribs would crack,
And then the shepherd slung him at his back;
And when he rested, to his dog's surprise,
The old fox started from his dead disguise;
And while the dog lay panting in the sedge
He up and snapt and bolted through the hedge.
He scampered to the bushes far away;
The shepherd called the ploughman to the fray;
The ploughman wished he had a gun to shoot.
The old dog barked and followed the pursuit.
The shepherd threw his hook and tottered past;
The ploughman ran but none could go so fast;
The woodman threw his faggot from the way
And ceased to chop and wondered at the fray.
But when he saw the dog and heard the cry
He threw his hatchet--but the fox was bye.
The shepherd broke his hook and lost the skin;
He found a badger hole and bolted in.
They tried to dig, but, safe from danger's way,
He lived to chase the hounds another day.
poem by John Clare
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Leg
I know your legs are
On the legs of Baali the demon king
I know your legs are
On the head of Bharata your brother
I know your legs are on the
Head of Uddhaba your follower.
You have no leg I heard.
I Know you are present everywhere
Everytime and in everybody.
I do not know what a leg is.
I know the insect has six legs
I know the animal has four legs
I know the bird has two legs.
Your leg is my project paper
I do not know howmany legs you have
I do not know I a leg is.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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The Crow Sat On The Willow
The crow sat on the willow tree
A-lifting up his wings,
And glossy was his coat to see,
And loud the ploughman sings,
'I love my love because I know
The milkmaid she loves me';
And hoarsely croaked the glossy crow
Upon the willow tree.
'I love my love' the ploughman sung,
And all the fields with music rung.
'I love my love, a bonny lass,
She keeps her pails so bright,
And blythe she trips the dewy grass
At morning and at night.
A cotton dress her morning gown,
Her face was rosy health:
She traced the pastures up and down
And nature was her wealth.'
He sung, and turned each furrow down,
His sweetheart's love in cotton gown.
'My love is young and handsome
As any in the town,
She's worth a ploughman's ransom
In the drab cotton gown.'
He sang and turned his furrow oer
And urged his team along,
While on the willow as before
The old crow croaked his song:
The ploughman sung his rustic lay
And sung of Phoebe all the day.
The crow he was in love no doubt
And [so were] many things:
The ploughman finished many a bout,
And lustily he sings,
'My love she is a milking maid
With red rosy cheek;
Of cotton drab her gown was made,
I loved her many a week.'
His milking maid the ploughman sung
Till all the fields around him rung.
poem by John Clare
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Reading Laozi
Speak person not know know person silent
This saying I hear from old gentleman
If Way old gentleman be know person
Reason what confident five thousand characters
Those who speak do not know, those who know are silent,
I heard this saying from the old gentleman.
If the old gentleman was one who knew the way,
Why did he feel able to write five thousand words?
Swing Time
You were with Janice
in Jail Park
two kids
looking for kicks
and Janice said
Can you push me
on the swings?
and you said
Sure if you like
and got behind her
as she sat on the swing
her hands holding
the small steel rings
that held the wooden seat
of the swing in place
her legs kicking outward
like some young bird
about to take flight
for the first time
and you heaved
the seat of the swing forwards
you then let it go
and off she went
upwards and downwards
her cry of exhilaration
filled your ears
and you pushed her
more higher and higher
to her cries of
Higher and higher
then you stood back
and walked around
the front of her
as she rose up
her legs pushing
into the sky
her black shoes
touching the cloud's skin
and you called out to her
Don't let go
or you'll fall
and she gripped
the small steel rings tighter
with her whitening hands
and her eyes
were wide
and her mouth opened
in a small O
and as her body
went by you
you pushed her once more
your hands pushing against
her summer dress
covered butt
and you sensed
the warmness of her
and the air
and her flying
like some young bird
way up there.
poem by Terry Collett
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Going Down On Love
Got to get down, down on my knees
Got to get down, down on my knees
Going down on love
Going down on love
Going down, going down, going down
When the real thing goes wrong
And you cant get it on
And your love she has gone
And you got to carry on
And you shoot out the light
Aint coming home for the night
You know you got to, got to, got to pay the price
Somebody please, please help me
You know Im drowning in the sea of hatred
Got to get down, down on my knees
Got to get down, down on my knees
Going down on love
Going down on love
Going down, going down, going down
Something precious and rare
Disappears in thin air
And it seems so unfair
Nothing doin nowhere
Well you burn all your boats
And you sow your wild oats
Well you know, you know, you know the price is right!
Got to get down, down on my knees
Got to get down, down on my knees
Got to get down, down on my knees
Got to get down, down on my knees
song performed by by Lennon John
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Aperu
Forward ever ascending on a stairway to heaven
Me and the children and mama make seven
My senses take over as we start to float
Higher and higher on a huge starbound boat
Forward ever ascending, our head in the clouds
I watch as the dolphins tear off all their shrouds
Your head is a halo, it catches the light
As i enter the gates what a glorious sight
Over and over and over and over, over and over and over we go
Over and over and over and over
Higher and higher and higher and higher
Higher and higher on a big black starliner
song performed by by Kansas
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Going Down On Love
Got to get down, down on my knees,
Got to get down, down on my knees.
Doo, doo, doo, doo,
Doo, doo, doo, doo, ooh.
Going down on love,
Going down on love,
Going down, going down, going down.
When the real thing goes wrong,
And you cant get it on,
And your love, she has gone,
And you got to carry on,
And you shoot out the light,
Aint coming home for the night,
You know you got to, got to, got to pay the price.
Somebody please, please, help me,
You know Im drowning in the sea of hatred.
I got to get down, down on my knees,
Got to get down, down on my knees.
Doo, doo, doo, doo,
Doo, doo, doo, doo, ooh.
Going down on love,
Going down on love,
Going down, going down, going down.
Something precious and rare,
Disappears in thin air,
And it seems so unfair,
Nothin doin nowhere,
Well, you burn all your boats,
And you sow your wild oats,
Well, you know, you know, you know the price is right.
Got to get down, down on my knees,
Got to get down, down on my knees,
Got to get down, down on my knees,
Got to, got to get down, down on my knees,
Oh!
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Going Down On Love
Got to get down, down on my knees,
Got to get down, down on my knees.
Doo, doo, doo, doo,
Doo, doo, doo, doo, ooh.
Going down on love,
Going down on love,
Going down, going down, going down.
When the real thing goes wrong,
And you cant get it on,
And your love, she has gone,
And you got to carry on,
And you shoot out the light,
Aint coming home for the night,
You know you got to, got to, got to pay the price.
Somebody please, please, help me,
You know Im drowning in the sea of hatred.
I got to get down, down on my knees,
Got to get down, down on my knees.
Doo, doo, doo, doo,
Doo, doo, doo, doo, ooh.
Going down on love,
Going down on love,
Going down, going down, going down.
Something precious and rare,
Disappears in thin air,
And it seems so unfair,
Nothin doin nowhere,
Well, you burn all your boats,
And you sow your wild oats,
Well, you know, you know, you know the price is right.
Got to get down, down on my knees,
Got to get down, down on my knees,
Got to get down, down on my knees,
Got to, got to get down, down on my knees,
Oh!
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Why Do I Keep My Head Up?
Why do I keep my head up?
And my eyes looking forward?
It is an incentive I use,
To keep moving my feet.
And not allow my knees,
To touch the ground.
With an exercising done to my legs.
There was a time,
When I just used my knees...
For the purposes of begging.
Now with my feet moving...
After learning I could walk on them,
It is remarkable the countless opportunities...
I never knew existed I have discovered.
'I do miss the 'old' you.'
I can understand that.
But I felt very uncomfortable on my knees.
And I knew there had to be something else to do,
Since I had done that a little too well.
I needed to be challenged on a regular basis.
And then one day it dawned on me to get up on my feet.
And feel them below me moving.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Frightened Ploughman
I went in the fields with the leisure I got,
The stranger might smile but I heeded him not,
The hovel was ready to screen from a shower,
And the book in my pocket was read in an hour.
The bird came for shelter, but soon flew away;
The horse came to look, and seemed happy to stay;
He stood up in quiet, and hung down his head,
And seemed to be hearing the poem I read.
The ploughman would turn from his plough in the day
And wonder what being had come in his way,
To lie on a molehill and read the day long
And laugh out aloud when he'd finished his song.
The pewit turned over and stooped oer my head
Where the raven croaked loud like the ploughman ill-bred,
But the lark high above charmed me all the day long,
So I sat down and joined in the chorus of song.
The foolhardy ploughman I well could endure,
His praise was worth nothing, his censure was poor,
Fame bade me go on and I toiled the day long
Till the fields where he lived should be known in my song.
poem by John Clare
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Song of the Great King
Who chooses not to dwell in love?
Has he got wisdom?
Is he part of the one who dwells in heaven above?
A set on love will do no wrong
A friend to love, a foe to evil
In love’s service, a foe to evil will let no evil touch him
To learn the truth at daybreak and die at eve were enough
A gentleman has no likes and no dislikes below heaven. He follows right
A gentleman considers what is right;
the vulgar consider what will pay
When evil meets thee, search thine own heart
“Who contains himself goes seldom wrong
A gentleman wishes to be slow to speak and quick to act
In the king’s presence he lookes intent and solemn
When the king bids him receive guests
His knees are bound to bend
His face seems to change
He bows left and right to those beside him
Straightenes his robes in front and behind
And speeds forward, his elbows spread like wings
. When the guest leaves, he always reports it,
saying: The guest will cease to look back
He does not stand in the middle of the gate
Nor step on the threshold.
poem by Tony Chabaputa
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Knees Of My Heart
Knees of my heart
By: jimmy buffett, michael utley, will jennings
1984
Ive got a question for you
Please grant me an interview
Dont want to read it in a magazine
Dont want to see it on the silver screen
Dont let the craziness tear us apart
Im down on the knees of my heart
Down here on the knees of my heart
This comes from deep in my soul
Your sweet love has taken control
Ill swim across the ocean if you tell me so
Take you to the jump up if you want to go
Its never-y too late to make a brand new start
Im down here on the knees of my heart
Down here on the knees of my heart
Whoa how I will sing
If you give me everything
I live for the day
When theres nothing in our way
I will be waiting tonight
Youll find my boat by the light
Im gonna show you what my love can do
Out on the ocean all alone with you
Well find a desert island on an ancient chart
Take me from the knees of my heart
Take me from the knees of my heart
Take me from the knees of my heart
Take me from the knees of my heart
Take me from the knees of my heart
Whoa oh oh take me from the knees of my heart
Please take me from the knees of my heart
Whoa oh oh take me from the knees of my heart
Uh buh puh buh puh buh puh
Please from the knees of my heart
Whoa oh oh
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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As I Watche'd The Ploughman Ploughing
that hoeing on the earth
his signature onto world pad
that supreme thought
it gets marked onto the earth
only to be picked up
five thousand years from now
by a similar homo sapien
that ploughs the vast tracts of his mind
each haul a synergy between his mind
and the one five thousand years ago
inspiration that gets the world hooked
on each other the mental waves
left in soil, wind, trees
they live on to nourish future minds
as i watched the ploughman ploughing
i know the world would advance
with all its force to get to the truth
the way he turns the earth with his plough
As I Watche'd The Ploughman Ploughing
AS I watch'd the ploughman ploughing,
Or the sower sowing in the fields-or the harvester harvesting,
I saw there too, O life and death, your analogies:
(Life, life is the tillage, and Death is the harvest according.)
Walt Whitman
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Esp
Dark is the night
High is the fire
Touches the sky
Love with no shape or form
I am in your minds eye
Just let your dreams run wild
Somewhere, out across the nation
Someone, waiting in the shadows
Listen, I dont wanna hear
Return to, sender
Calling, I can see the future
Someday, signal with a single motion
Show me you believe in someone, somewhere
Oh baby you, you give, me
You give me the runaround
Just another night, with, you
Youre on my mind
And we got love
And lovell take you higher and higher and higher
Higher and higher
(chorus)
E.s.p
I communicate with you
Tell me what it means to feel
What am I supposed to do
E.s.p
Nothing any words can say
Nothing that we know is real
But itll take your breath away
Your breath away
Danger, suddenly an early warning
Suddenly the soul is burning
But I still believe in someone, somewhere
Baby you, give, me
You give me the runaround
Just another night with you
Im in your mind
And we got love
And lovell take you higher and higher and higher
Higher and higher
E.s.p
I communicate with you
Tell me what it means to feel
What am I supposed to do
E.s.p
And lovell take you higher and higher and higher
Higher and higher
Be prepared to make your sacrifice, tonight
Far beyond the point of no return, oh no
And we got love
And lovell take you higher and higher and higher
Higher and higher, higher and higher
(repeat chorus)
song performed by by Bee Gees
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We Take You Higher
Posse, make your choice! come on, feel the noise!
So jump jump a little higher, jump jump a little higher!
Keep it right now!!
Ravers, you like it rough! all of you cant get enough!
So jump jump a little higher, jump jump a little higher!
Slowing it down!
We take you higher!!!
We take you higher!!!
Yeeeah!
Yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah!
Breakbeat, thats the groove! come on, make it move!
So jump jump a little higher, jump jump a little higher!
Keep it right now!!
Posse, we spin you round! hardcore, thats the sound!
So jump jump a little higher, jump jump a little higher!
Slowing it down!
We take you higher!!!
We take you higher!!!
Yeeeah!
We take you higher!!!
We take you higher!!!
Yeeeah!
Yeeeah!
song performed by by Scooter
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