Health is not valued till sickness comes.
Thomas Fuller in Gnomologia (1732)
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To Have And To Hold
As the seasons go circlin', and the years spin away
And the highway grows narrow, at the end of the day
There's a promise I made you, on the first day of spring
To have and to hold, this gold wedding ring
To have and to hold, 'till death do us part
In sickness or health, with all the love in my heart
For richer, for poorer, 'till we both have grown old
Through all of life's seasons, to have and to hold
And if we can have children, or live all alone
The light of our love, will forever be shown
Our union is timeless, our love beyond worth
To have and to hold, 'till the ends of the earth
To have and to hold, 'till death do us part
In sickness or health, with all the love in my heart
For richer, for poorer, 'till we both have grown old
Through all of life's seasons, to have and to hold
Through all of life's seasons, to have and to hold
song performed by by Don McLean
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Wish to hold
Wish to hold
And to cherish
For better or for worse
For richer for poorer
In sickness and in health
Till sex do us part
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Through Thick And Thin
to love to cherish
for richer for poorer
in sickness and in health
till death do us part
i hear it again on this day
in the wedding ceremony
that i have attended
it is the same promise
i give to you my love
my wife this day and forward
till afterlife.
poem by Antonio Liao
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Love Love Love Love
look how unhappy you make me when you fall sick
look how happy you make me when i nurse you back to health
look how happy i am to love the sick for your sake
how i sometimes cure the sick with my 'stick'.
it takes your true love, to realize, your true sickness
to deliver your true health
from thiness to thickness
i love to be the true health to your sickness
love love love love
i love you...
marx morris twumasi
poem by Marx Morris Twumasi
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The Guest Is 'Trouble
There is a guest and a host
child and servant,
eternity and vanity,
The guest is trouble.
In sickness, health is the host
he gives way to sickness
that the power of truth is depicted
the guest is 'trouble'
In pain, comfort is the host
who concedes the pain
that the vanity of darkness is depicted
the guest is 'trouble'
In death, life is the host
who gives way to death
that the power of resurrection is shown
the guest is 'trouble'
Life is eternal, death is a moment.
health is a fruit, sickness is a leaf
that falls from a tree of life.
They soon wither and waste away.
Be strong, it's not too long
the guest will leave.
and the host will have it all
The guest is 'trouble'
poem by Timothy muggaga
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Medicate
I've been lying awake at night
I've been hoping that I'm alright
I've been winding myself too tight
Wondering if I will sleep tonight
Never thought things would get like this
Always hoping that they'd work out
Now I seem to be filled with doubt
I cannot stop this ride
I'm growing cold inside
I shouldn't let it slide
Will sickness be mind
This should not be my weight to bear
Go on acting like I don't care
Stop this high-I wouldn't dare
I have earned and deserve my share
Things like this happen every day
While I'm in there I feel okay
But you say I should get away
Let me got for just one more day
[Chorus x2]
I've got to medicate myself,
I'm not concerned about my health
It covers up what I've been dealt, it seems the only way
I've got to medicate myself, its been the only thing that helped
Must cover up what I have felt, it seems the only way
[Chorus x2]
Sickness is mine, sickness is mine, sickness is mine
song performed by by Flaw
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Therefore in medicine we ought to know the causes of sickness and health.
Psalm 30 part 2
v.6
L. M.
Health, sickness, and recovery.
Firm was my health, my day was bright,
And I presumed 'twould ne'er be night;
Fondly I said within my heart,
"Pleasure and peace shall ne'er depart."
But I forgot thine arm was strong
Which made my mountain stand so long:
Soon as thy face began to hide,
My health was gone, my comforts died.
I cried aloud to thee, my God,
"What canst thou profit by my blood?
Deep in the dust can I declare
Thy truth, or sing thy goodness there?
"Hear me, O God of grace," I said,
"And bring me from among the dead:"
Thy word rebuked the pains I felt,
Thy pard'ning love removed my guilt.
My groans, and tears, and forms of woe
Are turned to joy and praises now;
I throw my sackcloth on the ground,
And ease and gladness gird me round
My tongue, the glory of my frame,
Shall ne'er be silent of thy name;
Thy praise shall sound through earth and heav'n
For sickness healed and sins forgiv'n.
poem by Isaac Watts
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Exuberant health is always, as such, sickness also.
quote by Theodor Adorno
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During sickness, you recognize the value of good health.
Health is not simply the absence of sickness.
quote by Hannah Green
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HOW many of the body's health complain,
HOW many of the body's health complain,
When they some deeper malady conceal;
Some unrest of the souled, some secret pain,
Which thus its presence doth to them reveal.
Vain would we seek, by the physician's aid,
A name for this soul-sickness e'er to find;
A remedy for health and strength decayed,
Whose cause and cure are wholly of the mind
To higher nature is the soul allied,
And restless seeks its being's Source to know;
Finding not health nor strength in aught beside;
How often vainly sought in things below,
Whether in sunny clime, or sacred stream,
Or plant of wondrous powers of which we dream!
poem by Jones Very
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Soul-Sickness
How many of the body's health complain,
When they some deeper malady conceal;
Some unrest of the soul, some secret pain,
Which thus its presence doth to them reveal.
Vain would we seek, by the physician's aid,
A name for this soul-sickness e'er to find;
A remedy for health and strength decayed,
Whose cause and cure are wholly of the mind
To higher nature is the soul allied,
And restless seeks its being's Source to know;
Finding not health nor strength in aught beside;
How often vainly sought in things below,
Whether in sunny clime, or sacred stream,
Or plant of wondrous powers of which we dream!
poem by Jones Very
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We are all ill: but even a universal sickness implies an idea of health.
quote by Lionel Trilling
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Sickness II
I am sick lying on your hospital bed,
So you can play with my nakedness if you want to;
Because this is the only time that you can see my nakedness!
For this sickness had made it possible.
Sickness, oh sickness! !
Sickness had made it possible for you to see my nakedness;
If not, you can't even smell my sight at anytime.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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For man also, in health and sickness, is not just the sum of his organs, but is indeed a human organism.
quote by Walter Rudolf Hess
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Have you ever been sick?
Have you ever been sick?
Walked that hospital floor with a stick
Have you ever been sick?
Had an operation painted graphically horrific
My knees, weak they felt
I heard their voices melt
Into pain from poor health
For them rebirth or death sickness spelt
Suddenly I realized life is not static
While listening to a tale so tragic
A mother cried at sicknesses trick
Her family of four it decided to pick
At any time we can lose
Anyone sickness decides to abuse!
Have you ever been sick?
In vain visited numerous clinics
Have you ever been sick?
Wondering where life will next kick
Have you ever had a cough?
Thinking you are having it so rough
Have you ever suffered from heat?
Knowing others gave up there in defeat
Have you suffered from cuts?
Or open wounds that severely hurt
Have you ever looked at the sick?
And thought anyone of them eccentric
Health is wealth and good health for sure
Is created by thoughts that are deemed pure
While the clock goes tick-tock-tick
If you ever find yourself sick
It helps to eliminate the negative traffic
With more than just a mere flick
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Walk This Earth With Your Hands In Mine
Don't ever let go,
Don't ever give in!
Hold me close,
Hold me tight,
Hold me every day,
Hold me ever night,
Tickle me,
Squeeze me,
Cuddle with me,
Love me forever,
Love me always,
Take my hand in marriage, and life,
Take my hand in barring our children,
Take my hand in Good and bad times,
Take my hand in sickness, health, and death,
Take my hand in Heaven,
Take my hand for all eternity!
You will always be my goddess,
You will always be the hottest,
You will always be my sweet heart,
You will always be my baby!
I sware by the moon and the sun!
earth and the sky!
Heaven and hell!
That I will always love you!
I will never let go!
I will never give in!
I will hold you when you cry!
I will hold you through the good and bad!
I will hold you in sickness, health, and death,
I will take your hand in marrige and life,
I will take your hand while baring our children,
I will take your hand in heaven,
I will take your hand for all eternity!
Take my hand Through the journey of love!
And I'll be right by your side holding your hand through it all!
I promise!
poem by Jacob Gifford
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It is, perhaps, better to be valued as an object of passion than never to be valued at all.
quote by Angela Carter
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