Fond of lawsuits, little wealth; fond of doctors, little health; fond of friars, little honour.
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Fond of lawsuits, little wealth, Fond of doctors, little health.
Fond Farewell
The litebrite's now black and white
Cause you took apart a picture that wasn't right
Pitch burning on a shining sheet
The only maker that you'd want to meet
The dying man in a living room
Who's shadow paces the floor
Who'll take you out in the open door
This is not my life
It's just a fond farewell to a friend
It's not what I'm like
It's just a fond farewell to a friend
Who couldn't get things right
Fond farewell to a friend
He said really I just wanna dance
Good and evil matched perfect it's a great romance
I can deal with some psychic pain
If it'll slow down my higher brain
Veins full of disappearing ink
Vomiting in the kitchen sink
Disconnecting from the missing link
This is not my life
It's just a fond farewell to a friend
It's not what I'm like
It's just a fond farewell to a friend
Who couldn't get things right
Fond farewell to a friend
I see you're leaving me and taking up with the enemy
The cold comfort of the in between
A little less than a human being
A little less than a happy high
A little less than a suicide
The only things that you really tried
This is not my life
It's just a fond farewell to a friend
It's not what I'm like
It's just a fond farewell to a friend
Who couldn't get things right
Fond farewell to a friend
This is not my life
It's just a fond farewell to a friend
song performed by by Elliott Smith
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A Fond Farewell
the litebrite's now black and white
cause you took apart a picture that wasn't right
pitch burning on a shining sheet
the only maker that you want to meet
a dying man in a living room
who's shadow paces the floor
who'll take you out in the open door
this is not my life
it's just a fond farewell to a friend
it's not what i'm like
it's just a fond farewell to a friend
who couldn't get things right
fond farewell to a friend
he said really i just wanna dance
good and evil matched perfect it's a great romance
i can deal with some physic pain
if it'll slow down my higher brain
veins full of disappearing ink
vomiting in the kitchen sink
disconnecting from the missing link
this is not my life
it's just a fond farewell to a friend
it's not what i'm like
it's just a fond farewell to a friend
who couldn't get things right
fond farewell to a friend
i see you're leaving me and taking up with the enemy
the cold comfort of the in between
a little less than a human being
a little less than a happy high
a little less than a suicide
the only things that you really tried
this is not my life
it's just a fond farewell to a friend
it's not what i'm like
it's just a fond farewell to a friend
who couldn't get things right
fond farewell to a friend
this is not my life
it's just a fond farewell to a friend
song performed by by Elliott Smith
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You have to be very fond of men. Very, very fond. You have to be very fond of them to love them. Otherwise they're simply unbearable.
quote by Marguerite Duras
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I Am Fond Of You
He often said,
“You are not fond of me.
I responded,
“It is just a dawn my Love!
Confession is yet to be expressed,
Whatever I wish to say,
I shall not speak it yet,
I conceal from myself a lot,
I defer the emotions,
If they appear on the tongue.”
“Listen, My Love!
Stop for a while for it is my turn,
I am fond of you that is why
I become annoyed on every trifle,
And all of sudden become shattered,
Like a piece of mirror;
And if you delay in coming back,
Thousands of suppositions
Torment my fond heart,
This or that may not happen.
Peek into my eyes, My Love!
How much love for you I have in my store,
For I am fond of you.”
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Dream
Dreams and drums go together
They reverberate in the sounds of water
I am fond of A frica which is loud with drum
I am fond of Africa where rattle snakes sing
Hush the charm of Voodoo is in action
poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya
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One who's our friend is fond of us one who's fond of us isn't necessarily our friend.
quote by Geoffrey F. Albert
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To Mrs. Armine Cartwright, At Bath.
Lovely Armina, o'er her Books reclin'd,
Impairs her Body, to improve her Mind:
Of Wisdom fond, as others are of Wealth,
In that Pursuit will sacrifice her Health:
Then, Miser--like, when she has gain'd the Prize,
Hides both Herself, and Treasure, from our Eyes.
In this alone, Armina, you're to blame,
Regardless of your Health, or Friendship's Claim:
A giddy, thoughtless World your Aid require;
And Ignorance prevails, when You retire.
Why, Form'd to please! and why, Improv'd with Care!
Is there no End, in being Wise, and Fair?
poem by Mary Barber
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{etched In Memories}
A memory so fond
Instilled frames in my mind
Etched like diamond upon glass
Evokes a smile each time
My head on your chest
Your love surrounding me
Immersed in tender comfort
Safely in a cocoon of soft loving
A memory so fond
Engraved within my heart
A pledge of your soul to mine
Eternally in love
My lips touching yours
Feeling soft sweet caress
Intimating such desires
To be completely as one
A memory so fond
A capsule in time
Impressed upon me for always
A timeless need
Asleep in your arms
Inside heavenly dreams
Serenity found
With you loving me
poem by Lillian Jamison
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Endorsement To The Deed Of Separation In The April Of 1816
A year ago, you swore, fond she!
'To love, to honour,' and so forth:
Such was the vow you pledged to me,
And here's exactly what 'tis worth.
It Is In Your Eyes
What I want to know is
how you can just sit and watch him die?
how you can not help him?
You don't go to see him you don't even try.
I can not help but think
Its because he didn't raise you well
he was too fond of drink
yet he was also fond of you, I can tell.
It is in your eyes.
I want to drink with you
because I have many things to say
with advice to give you
because he has regrets you will have one day.
And I want you to know
your mistakes did not just come from him
your mum did choose to go
we are watching him die hasn't it gone in?
It is in your eyes
When he never did help,
your hatred and fear is not stoppin
havn't you asked yourself?
If you will help carry his coffin?
What I want to know is,
is if you can forgive and just try?
Can you care and help him?
As you watch, are you too scared to help him die?
It is in your eyes.
poem by Daniel McCann
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Health and Wealth
When I had health, I strived to earn more wealth;
I toiled so hard that I soon lost my health!
When I got wealth, more vice crept in by stealth;
My wealth was gone, so also my good health!
So, keep your health and earn some wealth;
Don't earn more wealth and lose all health;
Just use your wealth to keep your health;
In life on earth, Health is your wealth!
poem by John Celes
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Righteous One
Fond of leadership and fond of dedication,
My why do we understand this action?
Offered to a leader is then to relapse
Into a putsch, a fraught ability and collapse.
My genius knows his will is greater than the order,
What is this order? Why is it my daughter?
The leaders cancel our debt, and faster,
Justice brings full cancellation of the master.
I see new laws bringing new hope,
What Hope! What love does this bring and cope?
poem by Naveed Akram
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What Shall I Do For the Land that Bred Me
What shall I do for the land that bred me,
Her homes and fields that folded and fed me?—
Be under her banner and live for her honour:
Under her banner I’ll live for her honour.
CHORUS. Under her banner live for her honour.
Not the pleasure, the pay, the plunder,
But country and flag, the flag I am under—
There is the shilling that finds me willing
To follow a banner and fight for honour.
CH. We follow her banner, we fight for her honour.
Call me England’s fame’s fond lover,
Her fame to keep, her fame to recover.
Spend me or end me what God shall send me,
But under her banner I live for her honour.
CH. Under her banner we march for her honour.
Where is the field I must play the man on?
O welcome there their steel or cannon.
Immortal beauty is death with duty,
If under her banner I fall for her honour.
CH. Under her banner we fall for her honour.
poem by Gerard Manley Hopkins
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Charles, A Man's Man
Today, do not mourn Charles, mourn
for all that know not Christ.
Today We bid a sad but fond farewell
to Charles. A sad farewell knowing that
we will sorely miss him. A fond farewell
knowing that he is in the arms of the
Father.
From this day forward he will make
foot prints in the sands of eternity and
walk with God through out the ages
poem by Jim Richardson
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A silly sylvan, kissing heav'n-born fire
A silly sylvan, kissing heav'n-born fire,
Scorched his lips for his so fond desire:
I, not so fond, but gaz'd whilst such fire burned,
And all my heart straight into flames was turned.
The sylvan justly suffer'd for his kiss,
His fire was stol'n and stol'n things go amiss;
But I, alas! unjstly for to have her,
Her heav'nly fire the gods and graces gave her.
poem by John Wilbye
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Proposed Marriage
What weary loneliness
When I'm swimming alone
In such dreadful weather at dawn.
When I saw you last,
We were sweltering
In unrelenting summer
And the sweat was dripping
Like tears from your brow.
But now, I wish I could walk with you
Along the same paths
Under any conditions,
snowstorms or parched earth.
Yesterday, I saw a woman who looked like you,
But Loud and drunk, at the races;
If I hadn't been so painfully sober,
I might have kissed her
Or proposed marriage.
I'm going to crawl into the corner
Of an old dusty bookstore
And read The Illuminations of Rimbaud
Or maybe A Season in Hell.
Try to remember something fond of me;
I've always been so terribly fond of you.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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What Difference Does It Make ?
All men have secrets and here is mine
So let it be known
We have been through hell and high tide
I can surely rely on you ...
And yet you start to recoil
Heavy words are so lightly thrown
But still i'd leap in front of a flying bullet for you
So, what difference does it make ?
So, what difference does it make ?
It makes none
But now you have gone
And you must be looking very old tonight
The devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole and i lied, and why ?
Because you asked me to !
But now you make me feel so ashamed
Because i've only got two hands
Well, i'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh
So, what difference does it make ?
Oh, what difference does it make ?
Oh, it makes none
But now you have gone
And your prejudice won't keep you warm tonight
Oh, the devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole, and then i lied
Just because you asked me to
But now you know the truth about me
You won't see me anymore
Well, i'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh
But no more apologies
No more apology
Oh, i'm too tired
I'm so very tired
And i'm feeling very sick and ill today
But i'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh
Oh, my sacred one ...
Oh ...
song performed by by Smiths
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What Difference Does It Make?
All men have secrets and here is mine
So let it be known
We have been through hell and high tide, I can surely rely on you?
And yet you start to recoil, heavy words are so lightly thrown
But still Id leap in front of a flying bullet for you
So, what difference does it make?
So, what difference does it make?
It makes none but you have gone
And you must be looking very old tonight
The devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole and I lied, and why? because you asked me to!
But now you make feel so ashamed because Ive only got two hands well, Im still fond of you
So, what difference does it make?
It makes none but you have gone and your prejudice wont keep you warm tonight
The devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole and I lied, and why? just because you asked me to! but you know the truth about me you wont see me anymore, Im still fond of you
So, no more apologies no more apologies Im too tired Im too sick and tired and Im feeling very sick and ill today
But Im still fond of you
song performed by by Face To Face
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Pride Aside on Love
Innocence and pride make two
as pride and love - forget-me-not -
from fever cools as through and through
fond memories few keep. Fools blot
their copy books, mock Cupid's coo
as selfishness unravels knot,
hands tied dis paired, what should be true.
When once fidelity's bolt's shot
some lock out souvenirs, fond cue
forget - from pseudo sage to sot -
invent excuses spent, unglue.
False feelings [b]ring crime Time will rot.
Yet Cupid's dart should hearts entwine
in happiness come rain or shine.
for previous version 31 July 2007 see below
Innocence and pride make two
as pride and love, - forget-me-not
from fever cools as through and through
fond memories few keep, sots blot
their copy books, unravel knot
hands tied when paired, once bolt is shot
block out souvenirs, fond cue
forget - from pseudo sage to sot -
label feelings they've forgot
that once they thought by heart they knew.
(27 January 2007 revised 31 July 2007 and 4 February 2012)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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