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The world's great men have not commonly been great scholars, nor its great scholars great men.
quote by Oliver Wendell Holmes
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There are successful scholars, public-spirited scholars, upright scholars, cautious scholars, and those who are merely petty men.
Anthropology in general has always been fairly hospitable to female scholars, and even to feminist scholars.
quote by Clifford Geertz
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Phenomenons Studied
Phenomenons studied by scholars,
Are...
Stunning phenomenons never undone.
Phenomenons studied by scholars,
Are...
Stunning phenomenons never undone.
Mysteries lived to exist,
Are...
Phenomenons never undone.
And,
The more they're probed confusion sits.
Because we don't see us a part of this.
Why are we here to be neighbors?
With confusion that we can't resist.
Why can't we accept our differences?
Without trying to end conflicts.
Why the fighting to exist...
In a peacefulness ruled by one fist.
Phenomenons studied by scholars,
Are...
Stunning phenomenons never undone.
Phenomenons studied by scholars,
Are...
Stunning phenomenons never undone.
And why are obelisks ignored?
Why are they there and who are they for?
What is that energy they feed?
And what is it that we can't see?
What is the purpose and the need?
Phenomenons studied by scholars,
Are...
Stunning phenomenons never undone.
Mysteries lived to exist,
Are...
Phenomenons never undone.
And,
The more they're probed confusion sits.
Because we don't see us a part of this.
What blind eye has to open?
To fix what has been broken.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Another Song Of A Fool
This great purple butterfly,
In the prison of my hands,
Has a learning in his eye
Not a poor fool understands.
Once he lived a schoolmaster
With a stark, denying look;
A string of scholars went in fear
Of his great birch and his great book.
Like the clangour of a bell,
Sweet and harsh, harsh and sweet.
That is how he learnt so well
To take the roses for his meat.
poem by William Butler Yeats
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Professional Judgement
Hating an abhorrent man will judge him,
It is yesterday since the hats of scholars
Were donned, and worn by the scholars.
Followers of a teaching or doctrine find
A simple peace, full of joy and happiness.
They donned their caps for a final time
Since the time of celebration.
The hats of a profession were ornaments
And their professors acted wisely.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Sonnet: Our Great Land- Bharath
My Mother India is a great nation
Of peoples, states, creeds, languages galore;
Our diversity is our main bastion;
Our Democracy our neighbors’ eye-sore!
We inherit a great culture so old,
Rich traditions and sacred heritage;
Our minds and hearts are something more than gold;
The land is home to scholars, saints and sage.
Non-violence is our guiding principle;
We want to live in amity with all;
Our country is a great world-example!
We’ll fend our frontiers but will never fall.
Let not our foes us underestimate;
Our Will is strong which none can decimate.
5-31-2002 by Dr John Celes
poem by John Celes
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I lived in a region in the northwestern province - the people there in general have a great love for the Taliban, so I started to read some of the literature of the scholars and the history of the movement. And my heart became attached to them.
quote by John Walker Lindh
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Written For My Son To His Master, On The Anniversary Of The Battle Of The Boyne.
Is what we owe great William then
Forgotten by ungrateful Men?
And has His Fame run out its Date,
Who snatch'd us from the Brink of Fate?
Else, why should Scholars, Sir, I pray,
Be Prisners on this glorious Day;
When Nassau's Arms, by Heav'n's Decree,
Devoted it to Liberty?
poem by Mary Barber
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Minutes of a day's work on the Bible
Around 1608; a pleasant day in Cambridge;
eight men sit round a table. Originally there were nine:
Dr Lively who presided at their speedy start
is now departed their distinguished company;
gave his lively life to this great enterprise, some say.
Among them still, the greatest of divines and
Hebrew scholars of their day.
This, the seventh version of the Bible
through its history; ‘seven times purified’
as the Bible says itself,
through Hebrew, Aramaic, Greek, Latin,
and English versions over centuries…
Since 1604, they’ve worked upon their
allotted section of the Bible; one sixth;
now they’re on the 'Canticles'; today
it’s Psalm 46: God is our hope and strength,
a very present help in trouble…
They have arrived now at the final verses:
God has stilled the warring armies
of the outer world; and now to still the inner world…
‘Lette goe; and knowe thatte I am Godde’..
that, the learned Hebrew scholars say,
is how it actually translates…
‘Bee stille and knowe..’ they find in earlier translation;
which command should they pass down
to centuries to come? Which sound tells the soul
the most, of its true nature? Or which sound will aid the soul
the quickest to return to its true self?
The scholars and divines, (all 54 of them in sum)
work at phenomenal, at godly, speed;
this is the great work of their lives;
‘Let go’; ‘Be still’ – which has more
the ring of soul’s eternity?
All have done their homework; rolled the words
around their tongue, their mind; heard them
uttered from the pulpit of their inner house of God;
a brief discussion; summary arms then raised in silent vote;
one command, they have agreed,
is for our present help in trouble, for
the moment now; the other is for ever;
the soul’s instruction from its peaceful self;
as God speaks to the angels, who
speak to the hearts of men:
the room falls silent; while
the secretary scratches in the wet black ink:
‘Be still and know that I Am God’
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Don't Forget who is your Father
God is Great
He created you and me so ladies and gentleman
he is the only person to praise and pray
Cause some of us we pray Alan people you pray him
who is him God is the one who created us
so guys help me to Thank him every time i'm sick i call him cause
he is the hiller the killer of diseases in the world
Help me to sing.
How great is our God sing with me how great is our God
all we sing is how great is our God age to age praise his
Great great great great great
great great great great great great great
great great great great great great great
great great great great great great great great great great great
GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD..
Thank you Help me pliz.
poem by Ruvimbo Daisy Matsika
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Educators for Friend Thad
Petrarchan sonnet
Italian sestet
The classic scholars always taught
their pupils that the world was flat.
The ancient Greeks, changed all of that
With mathematics and deep thought
the geometrics they had wrought.
Some strange new ideas they begat
arriving at a concordat
The world was round they did exhort.
Now ever since those days of yore
when thinking men proved doctrine erred.
The wisest scholars held their tongue
and just repeated what they’d heard.
Did not claim to know the score.
We hold this right, until proved wrong
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Prolonging Life
Those who prolong their life are in error,
They describe a language of their own,
They err in the ways of tigers and big cats,
Surely the shrewdest are them.
They see forces unseen, to know is to be expert,
As this concoction resounds the degree of help.
The desire to live on sings on and mutters
To itself from the mouth onwards,
Throats consider their prize, when do they?
Then drag a morsel through the pipe that can consume,
It is called my oesophagus, and yours too.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Sonnet: Poverty
The horrific specter called Poverty,
Ruining most illustrious of men;
Denying them much of their liberty;
Suppressing talents and scholastic ken.
The snow-balling avalanche that kills man,
Great scholars, scientists, poets, genius;
Putting them to death in her lion’s den,
Humiliation caused by an empty purse!
Oh, how the nightmare can affect these minds!
Sucking the sap of life in a few years;
Perpetually haunting them, it binds
To destroy sometimes, the souls of some seers.
Poverty generates great Poetry!
How can man live by writing poems free?
poem by John Celes
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Pyramids
They are here...
Those pyramids.
Precise and standing,
For thousands of years.
And scholars and scientists,
Can not figure out how they were made.
Unlike in the 'civilized' world...
They can not say these foundations,
Can be attributed to those depicted...
As ignorant slaves.
With that same 'ignorance'
That kept their forefathers living high off the hog.
While others toiled to make them rich.
With nothing to do...
But to claim and maintain their stolen assets!
And seek to keep them,
As the main focus of their 'interests'!
They are here...
Those pyramids.
Precise and standing,
For thousands of years.
And scholars and scientists,
Can not figure out how they were made.
Much like the craze that confronts them now!
They have no clue as to how it got there.
But quick to identify their dislikes for others,
Who are not as equally mentally limited!
Or have skins shaded in different colors.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Scholars will argue with each other about everything.
quote by Peter Jennings
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A table is not blessed if it has fed no scholars.