By the by, if the English race had done nothing else, yet if they left the world the notion of a gentleman, they would have done a great service to mankind.
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A New John Bull
A tall, slight, English gentleman,
With an eyeglass to his eye;
He mostly says “Good-Bai” to you,
When he means to say “Good-bye”;
He shakes hands like a ladies’ man,
For all the world to see—
But they know, in Corners of the World.
No ladies’ man is he.
A tall, slight English gentleman,
Who hates to soil his hands;
He takes his mother’s drawing-room
To the most outlandish lands;
And when, through Hells we dream not of,
His battery prevails,
He cleans the grime of gunpowder
And blue blood from his nails.
He’s what our blokes in Egypt call
“A decent kinder cove.”
And if the Pyramids should fall?
He’d merely say “Bai Jove!”
And if the stones should block his path
For a twelve-month, or a day,
He’d call on Sergeant Whatsisname
To clear those things away!
A quiet English gentleman,
Who dots the Empire’s rim,
Where sweating sons of ebony
Would go to Hell for him.
And if he chances to get “winged,”
Or smashed up rather worse,
He’s quite apologetic to
The doctor and the nurse.
A silent English gentleman—
Though sometimes he says “Haw.”
But if a baboon in its cage
Appealed to British Law
And Justice, to be understood,
He’d listen all polite,
And do his very best to set
The monkey grievance right.
A thoroughbred whose ancestry
Goes back to ages dim;
Yet no one on his wide estates
Need fear to speak to him.
Although he never showed a sign
Of aught save sympathy,
He was the only gentleman
That shamed the cad in me.
poem by Henry Lawson
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Sometimes A Great Notion
Written by John Mellencamp
Never give an inch, that's what I say, son.
When it's too tough for everybody else,
Hell, it's just right for me.
Now, my lips are bleeding
From the selfish things that I've done,
And my heart it lies at the bottom of the ocean.
Sometimes a great notion...
Wanted to make love to my girl
In the backseat of my car.
So, I took her to the drive-in picture show.
So, I filled her up with
Lies and a strong love potion
And I'm sittin' here watching the movie alone.
Sometimes a great notion...
Sometimes the best plans
Have been known to go astray.
So, you better put your seatbelt on.
Just like your worst headache,
Well, a bad day don't go away.
And, you hit the ground running against your emotions.
Sometimes a great notion...
Sometimes a great notion...
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Mankind
As I look up to the heaven, because on earth has nothing more for me.
With bloody hands and sore feet,
To stone face and bread crumbs lips.
It this the end of mankind, or the beginning of a new race....
With vision of my guardian angles
And a bunch of other strangers......
To the evolution of creature, with shocking features...
Is this the end of mankind or the beginning of a new race....
With a high increase of prophet, predicting some crazy event..
With the corruption of human race, to some more out break of natural disasters
Is this the end of the world or the beginning of a new race....
Someone let me know..
poem by Donavan Avril
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Don't Forget who is your Father
God is Great
He created you and me so ladies and gentleman
he is the only person to praise and pray
Cause some of us we pray Alan people you pray him
who is him God is the one who created us
so guys help me to Thank him every time i'm sick i call him cause
he is the hiller the killer of diseases in the world
Help me to sing.
How great is our God sing with me how great is our God
all we sing is how great is our God age to age praise his
Great great great great great
great great great great great great great
great great great great great great great
great great great great great great great great great great great
GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD..
Thank you Help me pliz.
poem by Ruvimbo Daisy Matsika
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If Wellington epitomizes the English gentleman, Eisenhower epitomizes the natural American gentleman.
quote by John Keegan
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Rethink in progress for M 'lady Mamta
Rethink in progress.
The empty skies are echoing. There are no song birds left to sing.
There are no trees there is no grass. What was foretold has come to pass.
The world is dead and desolate. Mankind did not appreciate
the need for conservation. He practiced exploitation.
Although resources were finite. Mankind thought they had the right
to freely use all they could find and paid the future little mind.
Some realised but far too late what was to be their future fate
When all resources had been used but sadly most point blank refused.
To change their foolish wasteful ways, Thought new resources would replace.
What they consumed without a care and stripped the earth completely bare.
The race of man has now died out.The earth is better off without.
The race of greedy parasites who could not curb their appetites.
A self inflicted genocide: Mankind committed suicide.
The earth lies fallow now to rest because Gaia thinks it’s best
But in due course she’ll try again. With a new race to replace men.
We were a bold experiment which did not work as it was meant.
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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I know of no great men except those who have rendered great service to the human race.
quote by Voltaire
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Komlos
I am from the Democratic Republic of Congo!
And, my name is Komlos;
But, the gorillas are on the mountains top.
Service to all and service to mankind,
For i am with words so delicious to satisfy your muse;
And, i don't need a proficiency certificates for your love.
The gorillas are living on the range of these mountains,
But, love comes straightr from the heart!
Varied with its pigment taste.
Rich in quality and of a choice,
However, these other animals around the gorillas are now ready for a race!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The English, the plain English, of the politest address of a gentleman to a lady is, I am now, dear Madam, your humble servant: Pray be so good as to let me be your Lord and Master.
quote by Samuel Richardson
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Jim Carew
Born of a thoroughbred English race,
Well proportioned and closely knit,
Neat, slim figure and handsome face,
Always ready and always fit,
Hardy and wiry of limb and thew,
That was the ne'er-do-well Jim Carew.
One of the sons of the good old land --
Many a year since his like was known;
Never a game but he took command,
Never a sport but he held his own;
Gained at his college a triple blue --
Good as they make them was Jim Carew.
Came to grief -- was it card or horse?
Nobody asked and nobody cared;
Ship him away to the bush of course,
Ne'er-do-well fellows are easily spared;
Only of women a sorrowing few
Wept at parting from Jim Carew.
Gentleman Jiim on the cattle-camp,
Sitting his horse with an easy grace;
But the reckless living has left its stamp
In the deep drawn linies of that handsome face,
And the harder look in those eyes of blue:
Prompt at a quarrel is Jim Carew.
Billy the Lasher was out for gore --
Twelve-stone navvy with chest of hair --
When he opened out with a hungry roar
On a ten-stone man, it was hardly fair;
But his wife was wise if his face she knew
By the time you were done with him, Jim Carew.
Gentleman Jim in the stockmen's hut
Works with them, toils with them, side by side;
As to his past -- well, his lips are shut.
"Gentleman once," say his mates with pride,
And the wildest Cornstalk can ne'er outdo
In feats of recklessness Jim Carew.
What should he live for? A dull despair!
Drink is his master and drags him down,
Water of Lethe that drowns all care.
Gentleman Jiim has a lot to drown,
And he reigns as king with a drunken crew,
Sinking to misery, Jim Carew.
Such is the end of the ne'er-do-well --
Jimmy the Boozer, all down at heel;
But he straightens up when he's asked to tell
His name and race, and a flash of steel
Still lightens up in those eyes of blue --
"I am, or -- no, I was -- Jim Carew."
poem by Andrew Barton Paterson
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Horror Race
As the dusk gave way to dawn
I was trekking on my way home and I saw
a lifeless body with flies hovering over it
The vacant eyes told a story
A story of horror and inhumanity,
The body would be there for days
On the Lagos Streets
Here I am in London
Watching the same horror race,
Teenagers totting guns
Felling young men under hails of bullets
In a horror race,
Rain of tears fall from my eyes
As I watch parents burying an eleven-year old
Killed before he understood the world
In this horror race
Mankind hides under religion,
He hides under all sorts of pretences
To commit atrocities
From Lagos to London to Kabul to Baghdad,
Mankind needs redemption from this horror race
poem by Martin Ayanbare Ayankola
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Clear the Stage
The world was; before mankind was born
and will be when the last mans gone
There will be no left to mourn.
Who will replace us still unknown
It seems that since the world began
Dame Nature tries experiments
the latest of which seems to be man
She has established precedents.
At one time reptiles ruled the earth.
at last ashamed of what she’d wrought.
Great behemoths of giant girth
She wiped them out without a thought.
She cleared the way to try again
With creatures more intelligent
the reptile’s loss the mammals gain.
This seemed to her to represent.
A forward leap towards her goal.
Although she waited patiently
She was convinced that on the whole
too little progress she could see.
She thought maybe that the monkeys
With just a little tinkering
could be persuaded from the trees
The monkeys proved to be willing.
Monkeys evolved slowly into men
and not quite as she meant they should...
Her well laid plans had failed again
At last Dame Nature understood.
Mankind was too belligerent.
Determined to go his own sweet way.
A little too intelligent
he saw no reason to obey.
the rules Dame Nature had laid down
Rebelled against them constantly.
Convinced that he should wear the crown
Until at last reluctantly.
She thought it time to call a halt.
Another failed experiment
some inbred genetic fault.
Rendered them obsolescent.
The human race had reached their peak
and stubbornly refused to change.
Considering themselves unique.
The time had come to re arrange.
the way they thought and urgently.
They’d had their chance but lost their way
Nature reacted ruthlessly
That’s why there are no men today.
The world is peaceful once again
Without the constant battling
between opposing bands of men.
There is no sabre rattling.
I have no doubt she’ll try again
Perhaps next time she’ll get it right
with some new race replacing men
Without the warlike appetite.
The world was before mankind was born
and will be when the last man has gone
their wilfulness not to be borne.
the fault was theirs and theirs alone.
Dame nature warned them frequently
Her warnings they chose to ignore
So full of pride they could not see
That it was time to pay the score.
Extinction is the penalty
which failed experiments must pay.
This is the harsh reality
The race of man has had its day.
28-Jan-09
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Song of the Great King
Who chooses not to dwell in love?
Has he got wisdom?
Is he part of the one who dwells in heaven above?
A set on love will do no wrong
A friend to love, a foe to evil
In love’s service, a foe to evil will let no evil touch him
To learn the truth at daybreak and die at eve were enough
A gentleman has no likes and no dislikes below heaven. He follows right
A gentleman considers what is right;
the vulgar consider what will pay
When evil meets thee, search thine own heart
“Who contains himself goes seldom wrong
A gentleman wishes to be slow to speak and quick to act
In the king’s presence he lookes intent and solemn
When the king bids him receive guests
His knees are bound to bend
His face seems to change
He bows left and right to those beside him
Straightenes his robes in front and behind
And speeds forward, his elbows spread like wings
. When the guest leaves, he always reports it,
saying: The guest will cease to look back
He does not stand in the middle of the gate
Nor step on the threshold.
poem by Tony Chabaputa
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Perfect Gentleman
There is no doubt about it
Im one of a kind, baby
I am le dartagnan de coeur
As you may see, candy
And Im talkin with my eyes
And I walk in different styles
Im the genuine man!
Yes I am
I am a perfect gentleman
Yes I am
I am a perfect gentleman
Kneel down, inhale my odor
Come, kiss my hand, angel
Dare to explore my higher
Grounds
Strive to deserve me,
Ma cherie
And my winds
Surpass perfume
Im charismatic at full bloom
Im the genuine man!
Yes I am
I am a perfect gentleman
Yes I am
I am a perfect gentleman
Yes I am, I am, yes I am
(perfect)
Oh lord, what can I do
I cant resist my own
Reflection
How would possibly anyone?
Cause I am (perfect)
Yes I am (perfect)
Oh lord I am (perfect)
Yes I am
I am a perfect gentleman
Yes I am
I am a perfect gentleman
song performed by by Helloween
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It is no exaggeration to say that the English Bible is, next to Shakespeare, the greatest work in English literature, and that it will have much more influence than even Shakespeare upon the written and spoken language of the English race.
quote by Lafcadio Hearn
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Mankind is on a Journey,
Mankind is on a Journey,
Mankind is on a Journey,
Mankind is on a Journey,
It is Very Hard in Great Tribulation,
Flow with the Fowls,
Witness Evil and Kill it,
Then see how the Trodding will not be a Great Tribulation anymore,
But Prosperity to Human Knowledge.
poem by Abdul Karim
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To a Friend
I sighed:
He died.
He had a million dollar job,
I sobbed.
He had tenure.
He had good pasture.
Oh! my God.
Oh! Great God.
He died.
He was a good man,
A special person
That you can
Easily be a great fan
Of.
He showed a lot of love
When you talked to this
Son
Of a gun.
He was a fun
Guy. You could talk
And walk with him
After the A.C. Convention.
I always had a special vision
Of him.
Because he was different,
He was a great family man.
Good health
Is more important
Than great wealth.
Money is there to be spent
And money cannot buy heaven
And the eternal life.
He had a great wife.
A great job,
I sobbed.
I sighed,
He died
Abruptly,
Suddenly
Without saying good bye.
He had everything,
Except one thing:
Eternity.
This is a pity!
He left eveything behind.
He was a man of a great mind,
He left with that too.
He was among a few
Good gentlemen left on this planet,
He disappeared in the sunset.
The world will forever miss this good man.
He was not a good friend,
Nevertheless, he was a friend,
A brother and a gentleman.
Copyright 2008 Hebert Logerie
Author of the poetry book 'Sparkles of Love' and Etincelles de l'Amour
Hébert Logerie is the author of “Mounts And Valleys of Love”
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poem by Hebert Logerie
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Our ideal is to make her ever stronger and better and finer, because in that way alone, as we believe, can she be of the greatest service to the world's peace and to the welfare of mankind.
quote by Henry Cabot Lodge
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Bullock cart
I am not here
To pull the bullock cart only.
I want to know english
The window to knowledge and west.
Welcome welcome
Welcome to the world
To a great spectacle of languages.
My language is frist and primary
English is secondary and necessary.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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It is giving me a great satisfaction, because I had the notion that we could make great wines equal to the greatest wines in the world, and everybody said it was impossible.
quote by Robert Mondavi
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