Once does not mean frequently, and twice does not mean constantly.
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Frequently the wood are pink
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Frequently the wood are pink—
Frequently are brown.
Frequently the hills undress
Behind my native town.
Oft a head is crested
I was wont to see—
And as oft a cranny
Where it used to be—
And the Earth— they tell me—
On its Axis turned!
Wonderful Rotation!
By but twelve performed!
poem by Emily Dickinson
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O Life O Death
At night,
in the mind
into the dark
Something is moving..
Incessantly...
In the heart
horrifying bark
searching matchstick
with palsied hand
frequently
O life O death
Why do you hunt?
Constantly...
poem by Aftab Alam Khursheed
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When In Confidence
Women stand before the mirror,
Frequently and constantly,
At the stage of their puberty
And at the stage of their menopause.
First the anxiety has driven her to.
Later the feat has driven to.
In between they seldom use it
As they are good in confidence.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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(Grateful Poem) A Hero's Ending
Yes indeed credit is never given where it should.
Especially when come to things of the good.
Even more is his worthiness of appreciation he constantly denies.
To live his life the best he can is all he tries.
The skies take these hero's quite frequently unnoticed.
To heaven they go by making a last stand.
In honor we should demand.
A remembrance never to be remembered.
No matter if it is a violent or a happy ending.
Somethings in this world are worth defending.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Constantly
All day Im walking in a dream
I think about you constantly
Just like an ever flowing stream
Your memory haunts me constantly
Shadows fall and I try to drive you from my mind
So youre no longer near to me
But my heart sees you there with me
Every sunset you share with me
The rain that patterns throu the tree reminds
Me of you constantly
Your name is whispered by the breeze and love birds
Bring your song to me
Just as same as each star keeps burning
In the sky your flame will stay a flame in me
A flame that burns so bright
Not only throu the night
But constantly
Thro we may be_apart
Youre constantly deep in my heart
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Having the opportunity to follow the market frequently gives you the opportunity to see if you need to reevaluate your portfolio. But reevaluating your portfolio shouldn't trigger a sell signal so frequently.
quote by Maria Bartiromo
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Pleaser
I'm constantly pleasing everyone but me.
I'm sick of being so unhappy.
I can't do this any longer.
I feel like going under.
I smile when I'm really upset.
I run when out of breath.
I constantly try and make people happy.
But never even think about me.
I don't know why.
All I do alone is cry.
I'm constantly Pleasing everyone but me.
I'm sick of being so unhappy.
poem by Jean Pullman
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One of the processes of your life is to constantly break down that inferiority, to constantly reaffirm that I Am Somebody.
quote by Alvin Ailey
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Originality is a thing we constantly clamour for, and constantly quarrel with.
quote by Thomas Carlyle
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There And Back Again For Jt Ellison
The river flows unhurriedly
on its long journey to the sea
Sometimes flows fast and sometimes slow.
It does not matter really though
.
All rivers will eventually
become part of the great salt sea.
From whence they came as clouds and rain
to which they must return again
The sea and Sun co operate.
Evaporate, precipitate
Recycling water constantly.
All rivers flow into the sea.
Where they evaporate and rise
as water vapour to the skies.
The chill will change its state again
from water vapour into rain.
Which falls upon the earth below
to nourish all the plants that grow
Without the rain then there would be
no rivers flowing to the sea.
The world be a desert place
of growing plants no single trace.
A world of grey and brown and dun
Defeated by the burning sun.
Although the rain can be a curse
no rain at all would be much worse.
Accepting philosophically
the rain must fall and frequently.
Though sometimes inconveniently
Without the rain where would be
Extinct I think without a doubt
I much prefer the rain to drought.
Though it may rain on your parade
and spoil the plans which you have made.
You should be thankful for the rain,
you have small reason to complain.
Nature recycles constantly.
water the prime necessity.
If she did not then we would die
Beneath a blue and cloudless sky.
6-Dec-08
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On a film, I was always acting. I was either changing my clothes really quickly and wiping off the lipstick and putting on the other lipstick and then working constantly, constantly.
quote by Maggie Gyllenhaal
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When you see somebody who's got a complaining personality, it usually means that they had some vision of what things could be, and they're constantly disappointed by that. I think that would be the camp that I would fall into - constantly horrified by the things people do.
quote by Daniel Clowes
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Actors Echoing Inspirationless
Poor plasticine people
trying... to be
someone somebody else...
unable
at introspection inspection
frequently
to find manifest
talented artistic transition...
Have not they
historically taught thought
inquired looking searching out...
in musty dusty
misted mirror reflection yet?
Role models
modeled frequently
upon societies fatally flawed...
Poor plasticine people
trying desperately to be
someone somebody else...
Imagined inquisitively
looking searching in...
magic mist... for mirrored... images...
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Daily I Do Know That You Do Love Me (Un-Wreathed Octave)
Daily I do know that you do love me
as our feelings ought to be and it does show
as you do glow as if alight constantly
and without pretence even when tears do flow
you are mine, you are in every sense,
in innocence like sparkling pure whine
you constantly shine with great competence
with a kind of love that is hard to define.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Man Who Still Walks With No Legs.
Without asking how can one ever beg.
Been knocked down a couple pegs.
Look at the man who still walks with no legs.
He no longer sprints, but eh who needs to be always be in a hurry any ways.
That's when most of my mistakes have been made.
Some do well under pressure I don't.
So I don't desire or ask under legitimate or non legitimate to affect my persona.
For I don't have the time to constantly write and as such I don't want people constantly expecting what I can only at certain times deliver.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Letter To Lucille
Somebody, please, if somebody will
Let them take a letter to my girl, Lucille
Let them tell her, Lord, how I'm missing
her still
I think about her constantly
Somebody, please, if somebody can
Let them take a letter from this
lonely man
All I ask is Lord, make her understand
I'll die if she don't wait for me
I heard a rumor from the guys in Cell A
You've served your time and you are
leaving today
Well, there is something you can do
for me to help your old friend
Help me, please
'Cause I've got seven years in this
old pen
Till I'm home again
Somebody, please, if somebody will
Let them take a letter to my girl, Lucille
Let them tell her, Lord, how I'm missing
her still
I think about her constantly
Somebody, please, if somebody can
Let them take a letter from this
lonely man
All I ask is, Lord, make her understand
I'll die if she don't wait for me
To hear you tell it, you're all innocent men
But I was guilty, and I'd do it all again
Just to hold her for a minute or two
I'd steal a king's crown, yes, I would
If I don't reach that girl some way, I know
There'll be another man around
Somebody, please, if somebody will
Let them take a letter to my girl, Lucille
Let them tell her, Lord, how I'm missing
her still
Because I think about her constantly
Ugh, somebody, please, if somebody can
Let them take a letter from this lonely man
All I ask is, Lord, why don't you make her
understand because
I'll die if she don't wait for me
Oooooh, somebody, please, if somebody will
Let them take a letter to my girl, Lucille
Let them tell her, Lord, how I'm missing
Her still
I think about her constantly............
song performed by by Tom Jones
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Perfect Love for MY Lady Irene
Dan Cupid and St Valentine
Would seem to a be clueless pair
and quite unable to define.
What constitutes a love divine.
An old Greek god who’s lost his way.
A celibate without a clue.
Love does not need a special day
I know much better than they do.
Why I love you and you love me.
I see no need for fairy tales.
That’s why I tell you constantly
My love for you will never fail..
It’s not because you do not know
My actions serve to underline
that I love you. But even so
I must repeat that you are mine
and I am yours eternally.
Three little words are all I need
Although I say them frequently
because my love we are agreed.
No day must pass without we tell
each other.Three words we love to hear.
Although we both know very well
For perfect love casts out all fear.
All that I need you can provide
You hold my heart in your small hand
My love for you I cannot hide
Your slightest wish is my command.
My only purpose is to serve.
You are the centre of my life
you give me more than I deserve.
No man could have a better wife.
We did not need St Valentine
nor yet Dan cupid and his bow.
I knew you were meant to be mine
My guardian angel told me so.
7-Feb-09
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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From The Very Creation (English Sonnet)
From the very creation as a answer to all men
God was present on each day
sheltering us against each omen
while moving in His secret way
and now in this age He is present still
and unseen He does His works perform
and with a unknown mysterious skill
He constantly shelters against destiny's storm
and whatever road we do take,
even if we do head to a life of dread,
His miracles He does make
as He constantly walks ahead
and in our greatest incompetence
still merciful is His love and providence.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Little Willie
When Willie was a little boy,
No more than five or six,
Right constantly he did annoy
His mother with his tricks.
Yet not a picayune cared I
For what he did or said,
Unless, as happened frequently,
The rascal wet the bed.
Closely he cuddled up to me,
And put his hands in mine,
Till all at once I seemed to be
Afloat in seas of brine.
Sabean odors clogged the air,
And filled my soul with dread,
Yet I could only grin and bear
When Willie wet the bed.
'Tis many times that rascal has
Soaked all the bedclothes through,
Whereat I'd feebly light the gas
And wonder what to do.
Yet there he lay, so peaceful like;
God bless his curly head,
I quite forgave the little tyke
For wetting of the bed.
Ah me, those happy days have flown.
My boy's a father, too,
And little Willies of his own
Do what he used to do.
And I! Ah, all that's left for me
Is dreams of pleasure fled!
Our boys ain't what they used to be
When Willie wet the bed.
Had I my choice, no shapely dame
Should share my couch with me,
No amorous jade of tarnished fame,
Nor wench of high degree;
But I would choose and choose again
The little curly head,
Who cuddled close beside me when
He used to wet the bed.
poem by Eugene Field
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If you tell a big enough lie and tell it frequently enough, it will be believed.
quote by Adolf Hitler
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