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To Enjoy The Time
While fates permit us, let's be merry;
Pass all we must the fatal ferry;
And this our life, too, whirls away,
With the rotation of the day.
poem by Robert Herrick
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While the fates permit, live happily; life speeds on with hurried step, and with winged days the wheel of the headlong year is turned.
While the fates permit, live happily life speeds on with hurried step, and with winged days the wheel of the headlong year is turned.
Is/Not
Love is not a profession
genteel or otherwise
sex is not dentistry
the slick filling of aches and cavities
you are not my doctor
you are not my cure,
nobody has that
power, you are merely a fellow/traveller
Give up this medical concern,
buttoned, attentive,
permit yourself anger
and permit me mine
which needs neither
your approval nor your suprise
which does not need to be made legal
which is not against a disease
but agaist you,
which does not need to be understood
or washed or cauterized,
which needs instead
to be said and said.
Permit me the present tense.
poem by Margaret Atwood
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Songs Set To Music: 23. Set By Mr. De Fesch
Well, I will never more complain,
Or call the Fates unkind;
Alas! how fond it is, how vain!
But self-conceitedness does reign
I nevery mortal mind.
'Tis true, they long did me deny,
Nor would permit a sight;
I raged, for I could not espy,
Or think that any harm could lie
Disguised in that delight.
At last, my wishes to fulfil,
They did their power resign,
I saw her, but I wish I still
Had been obedient to their will,
And they not unto mine.
Yet I by this have learn'd the wit
Never to grieve or fret;
Contentedly I will submit,
And think that best which they think fit,
Without the least regret.
poem by Matthew Prior
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The other work we started in 1992, it is called Over the River, Project for the Arkansas River in the state of Colorado, we haven't got the permit yet. And, we are working at both of those, trying to get the permit. Therefore, we do not know which one will be realized next.
To Anne: Oh, Say Not, Sweet Anne
Oh, say not, sweet Anne, that the Fates have decreed
The heart which adores you should wish to dissever;
Such Fates were to me most unkind ones indeed,
To bear me from love and from beauty for ever.
Your frowns, lovely girl, are the Fates which alone
Could bid me from fond admiration refrain;
By these, every hope, every wish were o'erthrown,
Till smiles should restore me to rapture again.
As the ivy and oak, in the forest entwined,
The rage of the tempest united must weather;
My love and my life were by nature design'd
To flourish alike, or to perish together.
Then say not, sweet Anne, that the Fates have decreed
Your lover should bid you a lasting adieu;
Till Fate can ordain that his bosom shall bleed,
His soul, his existence, are centred in you.
What Is This Between Us That We've Got
I can not wait until,
You permit to say okay...
With a giving of a hug.
Or a kiss.
I can not wait until,
You permit to say okay...
With a giving of a hug.
Or a kiss.
What is this between us that we've got,
It can't be true love.
What is this between us that we've got.
What is this between us that we've got,
It can't be true love.
What is this between us that we've got.
I can not wait until,
You permit to say okay...
With a giving of a hug.
Or a kiss.
What is this between us that we've got,
It can't be true love.
What is this between us that we've got.
I can not wait until,
You permit to say okay.
What is this between us that we've got.
What is this between us that we've got.
What is this between us that we've got,
Since it's not true love.
Not the kind I'm thinking or wanting to be part of.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We are witnessing a slow, steady takeover of our true freedoms. We are becoming a socialist nation, and whoever can't see this is probably hoping it isn't true. If we permit Mr. Obama to take over all our industries, if we permit him to raise our taxes to support unconstitutional causes, then we will be in default. This great America will become a paralyzed nation.
quote by Jon Voight
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Without permit
Without permit
Entry prohibited.
Permit accorded
According to work.
Work allotted
First come first
Entry basis.
You the first and
Only person to
Appear in this world
Through monthers womb.
You the only person
To say a word
That can liberate all.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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The Fates
The Lady`s Three, The Fates
Daughters of fair Goddess Night
Three aspects of the moon in flight
The Moerae, phases of thy lunar dates
First by name is Clotho
'Spinner of the Thread of Life'
Maiden fate of waxing light
Lissom love not doleful
The second Fate by name, Lachesis
'The measurer of Life`s Thread Length'
The burnished white, in full moon`s strength
Nymph fate of sanguine blood is
The third Fate by name, Atropos
'The cutter of The Thread'
The crone Fate of the dead
The waning moon, sends Banshee`s of apropos
Zeus`s folly claim, of siring these Fates three
And command of thy delegations
His mendacity, met him relegation
For even he, couldst not flee, The Fates that be
Oh! Parthenogenous Daughters
Of great Lady Necessity
The Strong Fate o`er land, sky and sea
I`ll await, The White Robed Fates, when my time abates
poem by Steve Trimmer
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Gaia
(olivia newton-john)
I am your mother--born of the sun
I gave you shelter--what have you done?
Your hearts in turmoil--my worlds in pain
I need to turn you back home again
I am a woman--i am the rain
And like your father--i feel the betrayed
What you are doing--can be undone
You know the answers--tell everyone
Respect me
Respect me
I need you to protect me
For it is you not me
Whose fates in jeopardy
Respect me
Respect me
I need you to protect me
For it is you not me
Thats the part you fail to see
I am the forest--now Im a tree
The air is dirty--i cannot breathe
My streams run empty--my tears run dry
My children call me--dont let us die
Respect me
Respect me
I need you to protect me
For it is you not me
Whose fates in jeopardy
Respect me
Respect me
I need you to protect me
For it is you not me
Thats the part you fail to see
I love my children and Ive been your home
But Ill survive this--if Im alone
Im survivor--but you will be gone
Lets start a new world--from this day on
Respect me
Respect me
I need you to protect me
For it is you not me
Whose fates in jeopardy
Respect me
Respect me
I need you to protect me
For it is you not me
Thats the part you fail to see
For it is you not me
Thats the part you fail to see
Oh respect me
Oh respect me
I need you to protect me
For it is you not me
Thats the part you fail to see
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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After Working Sixty Hours Again for What Reason
The best job I had was moving a stone
from one side of the road to the other.
This required a permit which required
a bribe. The bribe took all my salary.
Yet because I hadn’t finished the job
I had no salary, and to pay the bribe
I took a job moving the stone
the other way. Because the official
wanted his bribe, he gave me a permit
for the second job. When I pointed out
that the work would be best completed
if I did nothing, he complimented
my brain and wrote a letter
to my employer suggesting promotion
on stationery bearing the wings
of a raptor spread in flight
over a mountain smaller than the bird.
My boss, fearing my intelligence,
paid me to sleep on the sofa
and take lunch with the official
who required a bribe to keep anything
from being done. When I told my parents,
they wrote my brother to come home
from university to be slapped
on the back of the head. Dutifully,
he arrived and bowed to receive
his instruction, at which point
sense entered his body and he asked
what I could do by way of a job.
I pointed out there were stones
everywhere trying not to move,
all it took was a little gumption
to be the man who didn’t move them.
It was harder to explain the intricacies
of not obtaining a permit to not
do this. Just yesterday he got up
at dawn and shaved, as if the lack
of hair on his face has anything
to do with the appearance of food
on an empty table.
While the Fates Sleep
Come, let us to the sunways of the west,
Hasten, while crystal dews the rose-cups fill,
Let us dream dreams again in our blithe quest
O'er whispering wold and hill.
Castles of air yon wimpling valleys keep
Where milk-white mist steals from the purpling sea,
They shall be ours in the moon's wizardry,
While the fates, wearied, sleep.
The viewless spirit of the wind will sing
In the soft starshine by the reedy mere,
The elfin harps of hemlock boughs will ring
Fitfully far and near;
The fields will yield their trove of spice and musk,
And balsam from the glens of pine will fall,
Till twilight weaves its tangled shadows all
In one dim web of dusk.
Let us put tears and memories away,
While the fates sleep time stops for revelry;
Let us look, speak, and kiss as if no day
Has been or yet will be;
Let us make friends with laughter 'neath the moon,
With music on the immemorial shore,
Yea, let us dance as lovers danced of yore
The fates will waken soon!
poem by Lucy Maud Montgomery
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Intimately Or Not
No one I am with,
Intimately or not.
Will I permit myself,
To be shadowed...
With my being blocked.
I am meant to rise,
As if from the skies...
Sunlight appears,
To excite with delight...
And,
With a promise that shows clear.
I want and need to astonish.
Not fade away...
Behind a Sunset,
Forever remembered.
No one I am with,
Intimately or not.
Will I permit myself,
To be shadowed...
With my being blocked.
That is not on my list,
Of preferences.
Too many years,
Of dedicated discipline...
Has gone into 'this'.
With devotion and sacrifice,
I have enjoyed.
Not to carelessly be dismissed.
And it has been done,
At the expense of no one...
I want shunned.
But I have chosen in my life,
To love and share.
Not to initiate,
Assumptions to spare.
I want everyone to know,
I am there...
To give and take.
I will never be one,
To have my presence faked.
I want everyone to know,
I am here!
And I 'will' be there as well,
For anyone I share myself...
In a comfort both of us will dwell.
But I will not let it believed,
I shadow anyone...
To acknowledge that they lead.
Intimately or not...
My weight is my own,
To elevate, cast or seen to heave.
I want that known,
As my responsibility!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Do I........?
Love is the power supreme but,
How do i tell a boy that i love him?
The touch of my deepest heart is what he is to me and,
I need the courage to approach him on this love.
My culture doesn't permit it but, it is all about love;
It is for the male to first ask the female for love in this culture but,
He is too lovely to my heart that i need to go forward!
My culture doesn't permit it but, i do love this boy;
I have to be very strong on this love because,
He is all that i want to be with me.
'Just do it', 'Just say it', 'Just approach him';
That's all that goes on up in my mind.
Oh my lover boy!
How can i tell you that i love you?
Give me the strength to say it,
Give me the courage to do it,
Give me the guidance to move forward towards you;
For my heart trembles when i do see you walk by always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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We should never permit ourselves to do anything that we are not willing to see our children do.
quote by Brigham Young
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We should not permit prayer to be taken out of the schools; that's the only way most of us got through.
quote by Sam Levenson
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Science does not permit exceptions.
quote by Claude Bernard
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The first faults are theirs that commit them, the second theirs that permit them.