The accent of one's birthplace remains in the mind and in the heart as in one's speech.
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The accent of a man's native country remains in his mind and his heart, as it does in his speech.
quote by Francois de La Rochefoucauld
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She Thinks Shes Edith Head
Back in high school I knew a girl
Not too simple and not too kind
We both grew up, but I heard shed changed
From a new wave fan to another kind
She thinks shes edith head
But you might know shes not
The accent in her speech
She didnt have growing up
She thinks shes edith head
Or helen girlie brown
Or some other cultural figure
We dont know a lot about
Its been years since I moved away
But at christmas I come home
And I saw her reflection
In the window of a store
She was talking to herself
Not too simple and not too kind
I walked on by, it was complicated
And it stuck in my mind
She thinks shes edith head
But you might know shes not
The accent in her speech
She didnt have growing up
The accent in her speech
She didnt have growing up
The accent in her speech
She didnt have growing up
She thinks shes edith head
She thinks shes edith head now
She thinks shes edith head
She thinks shes edith head now
She thinks shes edith head
She thinks shes edith head now
She thinks shes edith head
She thinks shes edith head now
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Southern Accents
Theres a southern accent, where I come from
The younguns call it country
The yankees call it dumb
I got my own way of talkin
But everything is done, with a southern accent
Where I come from
Now that drunk tank in atlantas
Just a motel room to me
Think I might go work orlando
If them orange groves dont freeze
I got my own way of workin
But everything is run, with a southern accent
Where I come from
For just a minute there I was dreaming
For just a minute it was all so real
For just a minute she was standing there, with me
Theres a dream I keep having
Where my mama comes to me
And kneels down over by the window
And says a prayer for me
I got my own way of prayin
But everyones begun
With a sou thern accent
Where I come from
I got my own way of livin
But everything gets done
With a southern accent
Where I come from
song performed by by Tom Petty
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A Choice
Rich and poor,
Clever and dull;
What status do you have to compute with in this world of ours?
Is it a choice to be made or of the situation that you find yourself?
But my memories are from the authorities,
And like the temple of your sweet heart on this matter.
The accent of my speech says it all but,
I will do anything for love;
For the chanllenges of life are too many to bear.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I keep forgetting I'm speaking in an American accent sometimes. The dangerous thing is that you end up forgetting what your real accent is after a while! It's really strange; I've never done a job in an American accent before.
quote by Robert Pattinson
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Licia Sonnets 37
I speak, fair Licia, what my torments be,
But then my speech too partial do I find;
For hardly words can with those thoughts agree,
Those thoughts that swarm in such a troubled mind.
Then do I vow my tongue shall never speak
Nor tell my grief that in my heart doth lie;
But cannon-like, I then surcharged do break,
And so my silence worse than speech I try.
Thus speech or none, they both do breed my care;
I live dismayed, and kill my heart with grief;
In all respects my case alike doth fare
To him that wants, and dare not ask relief.
Then you, fair Licia, sovereign of my heart,
Read to yourself my anguish and my smart.
poem by Giles Fletcher The Elder
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I learned to change my accent; in England, your accent identifies you very strongly with a class, and I did not want to be held back.
I just know from experience that accent wise, even if you're an accent genius, crossing the Atlantic is the hardest thing in the world either way.
quote by Hugh Grant
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But I just know from experience that accent wise, even if you're an accent genius, crossing the Atlantic is the hardest thing in the world either way.
quote by Hugh Grant
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I guess when I first started speaking with an American accent, there's a tendency to create a caricature of the accent because you just exaggerate the pieces that stand out to you.
quote by Radha Mitchell
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Poetry as bread - In the spirit of Rumi 28
Poetry is like bread – daily bread,
like ‘Irish’ soda bread, best eaten on its day:
In the bakery of the heart and mind,
the baker’s woken early before dawn,
refreshed and clear of purpose, full of the day’s promise;
brings air to flour, moulds and shapes;
as the sun rises, so the bread.
Here it is, warm from the heart,
smell it – this is the smell of goodness, isn’t it?
Touch it, both crisp and soft by turns;
taste its goodness, beauty, truth, its very being;
this is not yesterday’s bread, with which you toy
while waiting between courses, your head’s straying mind
in a thousand other places; this is here and now;
coming warm from the heart; eat it with your heart;
this is the heart’s nourishment; tomorrow it may serve
tomorrow’s mind; today, it is your daily bread,
your nourishment – this poem, warm from heart to heart.
And when you've eaten it - the bread has disappeared -
only your satisfaction remains, beyond all sense;
as these words, already staling on the page,
exposed to all the wanderings of the mind;
only the love that they were made with, still remains;
this, is your daily bread.
[from a metaphor in Rumi's writings]
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Working on the accent helped, enormously. I will tell you that when I brought Michael a correct ""British"" accent, one that my dialect coach was happy with, he hated it.
quote by Madeleine Stowe
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The accent got lost somewhere along the way. I'm a little embarrassed about it. When I arrived in LA I assumed I'd be able to put on the American accent. It proved difficult so I had six months working with a dialect coach and it's become a habit.
quote by Martin Henderson
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I love my accent, I thought it was useful in Gone In 60 Seconds because the standard villain is upper class or Cockney. My Northern accent would be an odd clash opposite Nic Cage.
quote by Christopher Eccleston
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People say there's no trace of an accent anymore, and there isn't because I worked very hard to lose it. And the reason I did that is a British accent in America is a real status symbol.
quote by John Mahoney
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Remains Unseen
The hate that tears at my brain
Remains unseen to you
The self loathing and the pain
I'm swinging at the end of my rope,
If you only knew
I am lost without a hope,
There's nothing I can do
Oh.
I don't want to live this day
It's getting harder every day,
To face what I've become
The fear of what I have become
Remains unseen to you
A heart that's just gone numb
Remains unseen to you
I just want to close my eyes
And pretend this isn't true
Throw my hands up to the skies
There's nothing I can do
Oh.
This feeling of helplessness
And despair remains unseen to you
It's the cross that I must bear,
But it remains unseen to you
I dwell in a twisted reality of hate,
Remains unseen to you
Ugly thoughts, you cannot relate,
So I'll remain unseen to you
song performed by by Unseen
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Love Remains (feat. Christopher Cross)
Album: When It All Goes South
When the last drop of rain has fallen
When the final note has drifted away
When the earth ceases to turn
And the last fire has burned
When the wind stops its ceaseless blowing
When the last wave has come into shore
When the sun has called it a day
And the stars have all floated away
My heart will still be yours, baby
My dreams will still be yours, darlin'
You and I will find nothing has changed
Love, love, love
Love, love, love (remains)
When we have grown old together
And the hourglass runs out of sand
Darlin' you will kiss me and then
Forever starts all over again
My heart will still be yours, baby
My dreams will still be yours, darlin'
You and I will find nothing has changed
Love, love, love
Love, love, love (remains)
My soul is one with yours, baby
Just to hold you drives me crazy
In your eyes I see... you feel the same
Love, love, love
Love, love, love remains
Love remains like an endless flame
Through the brightest joys and the darkest pain
In the end....
My heart will still be yours, baby
My dreams will still be yours, darlin'
You and I will find nothing has changed
Love, love, love
Love, love, love (remains)
My soul is one with yours, baby
Just to hold you drives me crazy
In your eyes I see... you feel the same
Love, love, love
Love, love, love remains
Love, love, love
Love, love, still remains
Love, love, love
Love, love, remains
Love, love, love
Love, remains
Love, love, love
Love, love, still remains
Love, love, love
Love, love, love
Love, love, still remains
Oh, love, love, love
Love, love, love
Oh, love, love, love
song performed by by Alabama
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Torments of love
There are moments in life
when you feel like to cry
and don’t really know why.
Your destiny gives you chances
to satisfy your fancies
But they are not always a success,
sometimes even a stress.
Yes, you splash out emotions
like an angry ocean a whale.
But what remains in your soul?
Is it just a growl?
You have already been indifferent to him,
it seemed.
But he still remains in your mind
And you try to find
The reason to forget him.
Were you just blind?
You want to leave everything behind
and ask your mind to be so kind to forget.
You beg your heart
to release your torments,
to forget all his comments.
You ask your mind
to be in contact with your heart
and not always be apart.
All your actions were unmeant,
all you wanted the love to send.
Now you are trying to forget,
but you can’t,
Then you think: Oh, yes! He had a grant.
You try to find his negative features
for your lonely creature.
You try to release your mind
but he still remains in your soul
playing the main role
in all your night dreams,
and it seems he is still everything to you,
it is so difficult to say adieu.
You had time to think how to keep him,
how to reap the fruits of love,
or may be to stay in good relations,
so that to avoid the separation,
or may be remain friends,
it could be a good amends.
But…your heart pains and the dreams remain.
Nothing you can change,
Nothing to arrange.
You did all to estrange your love.
The words I have said above
Are not for all.
It is just her little squall.
Now she is all alone.
Living on her own
somehow she will survive
and one day probably die.
Here I sigh and tell you good bye,
finishing this crazy lie.
Larisa Rzipishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Whoever thinks that he alone has speech, or possesses speech or mind above others, when unfolded such men are seen to be empty.
Another Pot O' Tea
Another Pot Of Tea
Written by Paul Grady
Put on another pot o' tea
'Cause I'm in love with the Irish accent to your story
And I need someone to help me
Well they say that now you don't talk straight
And that of late it's been my lot to be afraid
To remember you by anything
But memories I already keep
So put another pot o' tea
'Cause I'm love with the Irish accent to your story
And now I need some sympathy
It's harder when it takes so long to leave
The table where we all learned to laugh and learned to grieve
Over the pain that came so close to you
It comes so close to me today
So put another pot o' tea
'Cause I'm in love with the Irish accent to your story
And I need someone to help me
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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