Well, in Bradford I could say I was brought up in Bradford and Hollywood.
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There but for the grace of God go I.
quote by John Bradford
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Ha Home
It's a funny day to be candid,
a funny day to be
frank.
It's an odd day to be happy,
when the storm is brewing black.
Black brewing over Bradford,
Bradford brewing black.
My tears wishing to remember,
if I thought England could turn
back.
It's a funny odd day,
to be in my home town,
where im standing out so,
because my skin is not black.
I know one hundred years ago,
Blake wrote about the harlots,
and they exist here too now
and give my stomach knots.
It's not all one sided all this mess,
and I seldom can't helping thinking that
there's no difference in colour between the walls
and between the flying bats.
I'm looking at the rubbish
which I'd usually name litter
but I don't care as I am here
dont care and I am bitter.
I have lost all punctuation
punctuation in this poem
like when I was walking around not knowing
where in my home town I was going.
poem by Rebecca Stansfield
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There but for the grace of God go [I].
John Bradford in Encyclopedia of Word and Phrase Origins
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I am a huge admirer of Elizabeth I, and this intriguing biography gives a wonderful picture of the era.
quote by Barbara Taylor Bradford
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And for the season it was winter, and they that know the winters of that country know them to be sharp and violent, and subject to cruel and fierce storms.
quote by William Bradford
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Standing on Fishes
Bradford Tatum, Meredith Scott Lynn, Jason Priestley, Lauren Fox, Kelsey Grammer
from Standing on Fishes (1999)
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And for the season it was winter, and they that know the winters of that country know them to be sharp and violent, and subject to cruel and fierce storms.
William Bradford in Of Plymouth Plantation
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Leaves
Down come the leaves,
Like fleeting years,
Or idle tears
Of love that grieves.
A tinkling trill,
A pallid flight
Like brief delight --
And all is still.
poem by Gamaliel Bradford
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Why?
Hist! Zop!
The world is all awry.
Think that you can mend it?
Take a turn and try.
Virtue gets a fall or two,
Vice careers on high.
I had rather sing myself,
Sick of asking why.
poem by Gamaliel Bradford
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Taken all Together
I've had a few diseases,
And trifled with despair,
Tried failure which displeases,
And coquetted with care.
But through the stormy weather
There come delicious days
When, taken altogether,
You half believe it pays.
poem by Gamaliel Bradford
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When you are a strong woman, you will attract trouble. When a man feels threatened, there is always trouble.
quote by Barbara Taylor Bradford
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I work eight hours a day, but I'm not writing all that time. I'm thinking, editing, looking something up. Thinking is what I do a lot of.
quote by Barbara Taylor Bradford
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Things of Clay
Sing a little, play a little,
Laugh a little; for
Life is so extremely brittle,
Who would think of more?
Every long-laid project shatters,
Framed by things of clay:
He who knows that nothing matters
Smiles and slips away.
poem by Gamaliel Bradford
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10 Rules for Sleeping Around
Wendi McLendon-Covey, Tammin Sursok, Jesse Bradford, Virginia Williams, Reid Ewing, Michael McKean, Bryan Callen
by Leslie Greif from 10 Rules for Sleeping Around (2013)
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A Thousand Years
Just to utter a word,
That is all I desire;
That may still be heard,
When I expire;
That still may glow,
Like a soft, sweet flame,
When others go,
As they lightly came;
That may still be sung
With hopes and fears,
By a careless tongue
In a thousand years.
poem by Gamaliel Bradford
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Rousseau
That odd, fantastic ass, Rousseau,
Declared himself unique.
How men persist in doing so,
Puzzles me more than Greek.
The sins that tarnish whore and thief
Beset me every day.
My most ethereal belief
Inhabits common clay.
poem by Gamaliel Bradford
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Disorder
My life is governed by the clock,
All duly mapped and plotted;
And only with a nervous shock
I miss the time allotted.
My course without has always been
Set straight to hedge and border;
But I confess that all within
Is vast and vague disorder.
poem by Gamaliel Bradford
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The Divagator
You think my songs are strange.
I think they are myself.
I let my fancy range—
The divagating elf.
Don't say my songs are common.
For though my soul I seek
In every man and woman,
I want my songs unique.
poem by Gamaliel Bradford
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The Pursuit
I had visited her often,
Long had sought, with vain endeavor,
Her obdurate heart to soften;
But she answered, 'never, never.'
Then it softened and ran widely,
Like an ink-dropp on a blotter.
I ceased labor, tasted idly,
Found it bitter, and forgot her.
poem by Gamaliel Bradford
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Hope
When I was a little boy,
I followed hope and slighted joy.
Now my wit has larger scope,
I clutch at joy and heed not hope.
At least that doctrine I profess,
For there I know lies happiness;
But hope, for all the shifts I try,
Will be my sovereign till I die.
poem by Gamaliel Bradford
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