We were therefore obliged to unload our boats of their cargoes and pass them empty over the falls by means of long cords which we had provided for such purposes.
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The Empty Boats
Why do I see these empty boats, sailing on airy seas?
One haunted me the whole night long, swaying with every breeze,
Returning always near the eaves, or by the skylight glass:
There it will wait me many weeks, and then, at last, will pass.
Each soul is haunted by a ship in which that soul might ride
And climb the glorious mysteries of Heaven's silent tide
In voyages that change the very metes and bounds of Fate —
O empty boats, we all refuse, that by our windows wait!
poem by Vachel Lindsay
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My Heart Aches
my heart aches
i have not given much
i have not achieved much
i have kept so much dusts so much wastes so many unnecessary
things, thoughts, ill-feelings, indifference, hate, dismay, disappointments
inside my mind inside my heart
and so overcrowded
this heart is choked
this heart is heavy
this heart is full
this heart must unload, reject, delete, free what is unnecessary
unload, this heart must unload now
emptied it is freed
it breathes
it is lightened
it is light
it is free
it is a bird now flying so lightly in the sky in the wind in the heavens...
a light heart an empty heart
it must be.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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On & On - Better Day B-side
Even while Ive got my word it goes on and on
On and on, it goes on and on
Seen my fortune and I lift my words and they are everything
Oh oh, they are everything
Sailing boats and open roads can seem to pass you by
But sailing boats and open roads can pass you in disguise
Seen my days and oh I swear they go on and on
Oh oh, they go on and on
Have ? ? ? and it seems to work and it says everything
Oh oh, it goes on and on
Repeat first verse
song performed by by Ocean Colour Scene
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The political object is the goal, war is the means of reaching it, and the means can never be considered in isolation form their purposes.
quote by Karl Von Clausewitz
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Vic 10
And to our enemies
let lightning hit their boats
let all thunders destroy their ears
let there be holes in their hulls
let there be fire on their sails
and let their boats sink
let the big waves drown
all of them
and then you pass by with wings on your feet
laughing.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Fisher's Widow
The boats go out and the boats come in
Under the wintry sky;
And the rain and foam are white in the wind,
And the white gulls cry.
She sees the sea when the wind is wild
Swept by a windy rain;
And her heart's a-weary of sea and land
As the long days wane.
She sees the torn sails fly in the foam,
Broad on the sky-line gray;
And the boats go out and the boats come in,
But there's one away.
poem by Arthur Symons
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Tax Avoidance Strategy
Tonight the tide is in full flood.
The moon provides sufficient light.
For us to unload smuggled goods.
Which must be done before daylight.
The excise men are fat too wise.
To brave the dangers of the night
To try and take us by surprise.
They much prefer the broad daylight.
We risk our life and liberty.
Just as our forbears used to do.
Braving the perils of the sea
Importing luxuries for you.
Although the government will try.
The will not stop free enterprise.
The people want what we supply.
And are prepared to close their eyes.
To pack horses moving at night.
That's how we move our contraband.
All safely stored before daylight
In hiding places well in land.
The excise men can poke and pry.
Ask questions to their hearts content.
But local customs still apply.
Nobody helps the government.
We're local men and we are free.
The Magistrates are local too.
And they enjoy their French brandy.
Free from the taxes which are due.
So raise your glass and drink a toast.
To honest Cornish sailor men.
Who land their cargoes on the coast.
Then fill your empty glass again.
And curse the men in parliament.
Who pass laws which they can't enforce.
Against our will without consent.
No free man will ever endorse.
Where there's demand there'll be supply.
That is a universal law.
With which all traders must comply.
This law will last for evermore.
It always has and always will.
A law no government can change
By passing yet another bill.
In their attempts to re arrange.
What taxes should be paid by those.
Importing goods from overseas.
They have to try I must suppose
Which does not mean that I agree.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Burning The Boats
The government have announced
That london bridge is to be closed
Under the full moon of may the third
All the light houses and seaside roads
No I never heard I never read in the news
Come on tell me, whos this for ?
Lighting the questions and
Burning the boats one by one
Burning the boats one by one by
Tap, tap, tap, birds that sing,
Telephone calls that do not ring,
One, two, three, whats the time ?
Whos that hanging off my line ?
I know that nothing lasts for ever
And Im just waiting for the sun to set
Blowing dust from my loud hailer, on the roof.
Come on tell me, whos this for ?
Lighting the questions and
Burning the boats one by one
Burning the boats one by one
Burning the boats one by one by
The ministry of co-operation
Are washed and hanging on the line
Theres a million burning questions
To set the thames alight
Now Ive joined an exclusive club
Just by being more than poor
I saw the deputy chairman, on the floor.
Come on tell me, whos this for ?
Lighting the questions and
Burning the boats one by one
Burning the boats one by one
Burning the boats one by one by
Burning the boats one by one
Burning the boats.
song performed by by Madness
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On The Road To Gethsemane
on the road to Gethsemane...
i pass burned out buildings,
farm lands scorched by the bombing.
i pass the skeleton bodies
of young children who starved.
i pass the unmarked graves,
of young boys sent to war.
i pass the flag of the liars,
and the tents of mourning.
i pass vacant factories,
and houses left empty.
i pass through cocaine streets,
where all flesh is for sale.
i pass the unemployed masses,
and their desperate eyes.
i pass the baby born unwanted,
and the prison's stink.
i pass empty churches,
and hollow ringing bells.
i pass families broken,
and peoples enslaved.
i pass the moral guns of prejudice,
rank with immorality!
i pass the crippled, the sick,
and those desperately alone...
these tears of blood
are human tears,
this cross we all bear!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Meaning Of War
Meaning of war
War means bombing
War means explosions
War means fire
War means destruction
War means hating
War means mutilation
War means killing
War means tears
War means guns
War means loss
War means not of who is right
War means not of who is wrong
War means only of whom is left
poem by Oscar Montano
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Hell, It's Christmas!
just for once...
let's unload the guns,
take the fingers off the button,
unload the planes...
open your churches to the homeless,
your homes to the hungry...
turn your prayers into ears,
that listen, hear, and care!
give somebody the best gift of all
your time!
hell, it's Christmas...
let's act like we understand!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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War Means
War Means death
War Means destruction
War Means fire
War Means bombing
War Means sorrow
War Means turmoil
War Means tears
War Means guns
War Means blood
War Means confusion
War Means explosions
War Means mutilation
War Means sickness
War Means killing
War Means occupation
War Means loss
And lots more
But after one side
Or the other side
Has finally had enough
And lays down their arms
To surrender and give up
War Means Peace
poem by Brie Carter
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War Means
War Means death
War Means destruction
War Means fire
War Means bombing
War Means sorrow
War Means turmoil
War Means tears
War Means guns
War Means blood
War Means confusion
War Means explosions
War Means mutilation
War Means sickness
War Means killing
War Means occupation
War Means loss
And lots more
But after one side
Or the other side
Has finally had enough
And lays down their arms
To surrender and give up
War Means Peace
poem by Mrunal Nandankar
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If something bothers me, it bothers me for a long time until I find a way to work it out. Music provided me with a means of working things out.
quote by Iris DeMent
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Knowledge must start from some foundation, something must be recognized as known; otherwise we shall be obliged always to define one unknown by means of another.
quote by P.D. Ouspensky
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The Crab That Played with the Sea
China-going P. & O.'s
Pass Pau Amma's playground close,
And his Pusat Tasek lies
Near the track of most B.I.'s.
N.Y.K. and N.D.L.
Know Pau Amma's home as well
As the Fisher of the Sea knows
"Bens," M.M.'s and Rubattinos.
But (and this is rather queer)
A.T.L.'s can qiot come here;
O. and O. and D.O.A.
Must go round another way.
Orient, Anchor, Bibby, Hall,
Never go that way at all.
U.C.S. would have a fit
If it found itself on it.
And if "Beavers" took their cargoes
To Penang instead of Lagos,
Or a fat Shaw-Savill bore
Passengers to Singapore,
Or a White Star were to try a
Little trip to Sourabaya,
Or a B.S.A. went on
Past Natal to Cheribon,
The the great Mr. Lloyds would come
Whith a wire and drag them home!
. . . . .
You will know what my riddle means
When you've eaten mangosteens.
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Trains And Boats And Planes
Trains and boats and planes are passing by
They mean a trip to Paris or Rome
To someone else but not for me
The trains and boats and planes
Took you away, away from me
We were so in love, and high above
We had a star to wish upon. Wish
And dreams come true, but not for me
The trains and boats and planes
Took you away, away from me
You are from another part of the world
You had to go back a while and then
You said you soon would return again
I'm waiting here like I promised to
I'm waiting here but where are you?
Trains and boats and planes took you a way
But every time I see them I pray
And if my prayers can cross the sea
The trains and the boats and planes
song performed by by Fountains Of Wayne
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There is no greater fallacy than the belief that aims and purposes are one thing, while methods and tactics are another. This conception is a potent menace to social regeneration. All human experience teaches that methods and means cannot be separated from the ultimate aim. The means employed become, through individual habit and social practice, part and parcel of the final purpose; they influence it, modify it, and presently the aims and means become identical.
quote by Emma Goldman
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Then, there was Greenpeace, I remember that when they first started out with the boats in the waters, and the guys in the boats between the whales and the boats that will hunting the whales with spear guns.
quote by Rick Danko
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Goodbye
He had only one vision now,
as he chained himself not to be set free.
He was afraid of living.
No, he did not want anything from world,
or god.
He was not him always. Somebody in him
was watching.
Any gratitude he did not want to expect.
Not obliged anybody.
Wanted to go, but stayed.
Sons and daughters, he loved them –
for not getting cash mentions from them.
Some debts he would never pay back.
It is time for a deep breath of relief.
Empty house, empty soul,
and mind full of hurts.
He wanted to say goodbye.
poem by Satish Verma
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