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Eccentricity is not, as dull people would have us believe, a form of madness. It is often a kind of innocent pride, and the man of genius and the aristocrat are frequently regarded as eccentrics because genius and aristocrat are entirely unafraid of and uninfluenced by the opinions and vagaries of the crowd.
quote by Edith Sitwell
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Dead Cats, Dead Rats
Dead cats, dead rats
Cant see what they were at, all right
Dead cat in a top hat, wow
Sucking on the young mans blood
Wishing he could come, yeah
Sucking on the soldiers brain
Wishing it would be the same
Dead cat, dead rat
Cant you see what they were at?
Fat cat in a top hat
Thinks hes an aristocrat
Thinks he can kill and slaughter
Thinks he can shoot my daughter
Yeah right! oh yeah!
Oh right! yeeah!
Dead cats, dead rats
Think theyre an aristocrat
Crap, now thats crap!
song performed by by Doors
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As I look back now I can see that I was a perfect little aristocrat.
quote by James Weldon Johnson
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The farmer is a born philosopher, the aristocrat has to learn how.
I am an aristocrat. I love liberty; I hate equality.
quote by John Randolph
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The breath of an aristocrat is the death rattle of freedom.
quote by Georg Buchner
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Every marriage tends to consist of an aristocrat and a peasant. Of a teacher and a learner.
quote by John Updike
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Unlike the majority of the writers of his age, La Rochefoucauld was an aristocrat; and this fact gives a peculiar tone to his work.
quote by Lytton Strachey
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Throughout my career, I was to be cast as a frontier girl, an aristocrat, an Arabian, a Eurasian, a Polynesian, and a Chinese.
quote by Gene Tierney
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Aristocrat
Behold the lion, the noble cat,
Defiant all day long.
The perfect, great aristocrat,
Majestic and so strong.
Profound provider for the pride,
Tenacious and extreme.
A fierce some creature! Run and hide!
Don't stare as in a dream!
Adorned, he stands, with golden mane,
So regal and refined!
Up close, he snarls with bold disdain!
Why should he fear Mankind?
Perhaps you've studied in College
And learnt a thing or two...
Survival skills give him the edge...
He'll get the best of you!
Yes, courage is his middle name,
His bravery's well-known,
Each eye is like a fiery flame,
Each tooth is hard as stone.
Each claw extends as tension grows,
As instincts change his mood!
It's then the lion truly knows,
It's time to hunt for food...
Like him, I think I'll stay alert...
I think he'd understand
That I won't risk my getting hurt...
I'll never shake his hand!
I won't approach and stroke his fur
Or pat him on the head...
The only thing that would occur,
Is that I'd end up dead!
The poem is based on the magnificent painting
by Stephen Gayford called 'Aristocrat'.
poem by Denis Martindale
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swr Sir Walter Raleigh Popularized Tobacco
Sir Walter Raleigh an English
aristocrat courtier poet writer
soldier spy adventurer explorer
popularized tobacco in England.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Politician - Parody after Stephen SPENDER - Airman
Politician
He will watch the poll with no indifferent eye,
most pitifully, -
not on those voters who once cheered him, now
will strain his brow.
Weapons men use, mud-slinging, smear, tapped telephone,
all these he’s known.
This aristocrat, superb, until instinct
with death close-linked,
had faced the amorphous crowd, almost had won
war on the sun, ...
til now, ... like Icarus mid-ocean drowned,
his hopes unfound.
[c] Jonathan Robin parody written 7 August 1991 after Stephen SPENDER 1909_1995 - Airman
Airman
He will watch the hawk with an indifferent eye
Or pitifully:
Nor on those eagles that so feared him, now
Will strain his brow;
Weapons men use, stone, sling, and strong-thewed bow
He will not know.
This aristocrat, superb of all instinct,
With death close-linked
Had paced the enormous cloud, almost had won
War on the sun;
Till now, like Icarus mid-ocean drowned,
Hands, wings, are found.
Stephen SPENDER 1909_1995
poem by Jonathan Robin
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I had been in a film, playing a young British aristocrat. My wife told me that she was invited to a dinner and she invited me to dinner and the hostess had seen me and said, 'You cannot bring him.' but I think that I've done enough to shatter the image.
quote by Michael York
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She sped as Petals of a Rose
991
She sped as Petals of a Rose
Offended by the Wind—
A frail Aristocrat of Time
Indemnity to find—
Leaving on nature—a Default
As Cricket or as Bee—
But Andes in the Bosoms where
She had begun to lie—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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There's Got To Be A Morning After
I heard it once, smoothed-out
by gallons of coffee,
chest husking like a plow
and pulled it into a basement.
Cardigan-wrapped the next morning
and only then was it true, only then
was I so hungry I could eat at the roots of it,
and lay down like a napping aristocrat
dreaming of pendulums
potbellied, empurpled,
pissing outside, and my
boombox played it again, its notes
encircled by my poor shy ghosts
made quiet speeches to the wind
saluted this song's toasting.
poem by Daniel Nester
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Gamble
It seems to me you stand to lose a lot
When you take a gamble or make a plot
But to others who have called the shots
To them it seems the risks have been forgot
Would I call them fools to act like that?
Acting like they have power, simple aristocrat
Yes I would, in these games all the powers are the same
They seem to forget that little fact, mores the shame
That once they lay their bets down with pride
They realise their intuition has very much lied
As I've said before they stand to lose a lot
Because of the rules they each forgot
poem by Rebecca Pepper
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Tongue Twisted Vowels
An arrogant aristocrat arranging
authentic apples adding amount awkwardly
Embark equally an experience of an exceptional
essay easily effects education
Irresistable icon's ideals intend to impose
infections irresponsible images
Old orphaned octopus upon obesed ocean
orchestrates over own oust of ounce
Under an UFO's ultra-violet umbrella
unbelievably utilizing us upon ugly usage
poem by R.K. Cowles
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Old Comrades Oct 17th,2012
Some of my old comrades got sick and are now long dead,
Names written on graveyard stones and stories in my head,
At association meetings where all our memories are fading fast,
And I sometimes wonder, how much longer these good times will last.
I'm sorry to even say this but soon enough, I'll be dead,
Though I don't know how, when, where, or why, but it's all in my head,
If we could get death with dignity, it would give me peace of mind,
How many times can our Ottawa establishment decline?
We have no binding referendums so we cannot have change,
And no one up there among the aristocrats will arrange,
And less than half Canadians even bother to vote,
Where is the politician or aristocrat, we should promote?
poem by James Bredin
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APPOINTEES SHOULD BE ELECTED Apr 15th,2011
Appointed Senate, High Courts and Parole Boards should be elected,
It is from them that we the people should be protected,
Their decisions are law and often, obviously no good,
They might have agendas that could help the occasional hood.
The changes we need don’t come easy and might cause a fuss,
This is backroom stuff and we don’t know what they discuss,
Of course these aristocrat appointees oppose all change,
Big powerful jobs, big pay that no known person can rearrange.
As we wait eternally for one politician with guts,
To change a soft society that seems to be going nuts,
Unfortunately too, Canadians are very reluctant to vote,
And our isolated politicians are happy and remote.
Apr 15th,2011
poem by James Bredin
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Cut Chemist Suite
Tuna the smoke-jumper, packin my oral cannon
Bustin from okinawa, japan to laurel canyon
Swallow flows, we turning like plush tires
Mellow intros lyrics be burning like brush fires
Spreading vocal leprosy, using discrepancy
Lyric weaponry lessens your chances of testing me
Stop and freeze m.c.s, I block atrocities
True philosophies from the lips of black socrates
The pocket-penciler in your peninsula
Killing dracula mcs who bit from my vernacular
I can back it. the ill scene we occupy
No lullaby, got you high, when I rock a fly
Verse, for my people, let me breath slow
Give a heave-ho, and stimulate your cerebral
System, cut chemist grip the fader
Tuna the group debater
We murder you duplicators
Cuz Im an aristocrat, ghetto diplomat
And Im blessed with a gift for rap
They call me mister antagonistic, drastic
Comin from a place where these cops get their assed kicked
The last trick unified was the cornerstone
But now a lyric pistol to the dome is how we warn a clone
Born alone, the strength of God makes my mission higher
They found a liar dead, strung up with fishin wire
The mystifier packin vocal artillery
Makin lovely word connections like chuck woolery
The cool in me, Ill make your block turn on one rhyme
Electrifyin like some nocturnal sunshine
The planetary pioneer and his mixer
Cut chemist, chali 2na spittin scriptures
Paintin pictures, even sisters adapt cuz
We take it back like chiropractors
Actors on wax make worse for real mcs who worth your while
So they search for me
Cuz Im an aristocrat, ghetto diplomat
And Im blessed with a gift for rap
song performed by by Ozomatli
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