Do you suppose there is any living man so unreasonable that if he found himself stricken with a dangerous ailment he would not anxiously desire to regain the blessing of health?
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Dangerous Pastime
Is it a blessing,
To have nine lives?
Is it a blessing,
To Know no lies?
Is it a blessing,
To seek the Truth?
Is it a blessing,
To lose one's youth?
Is it a blessing,
To think these thoughts,
As Death takes sips,
From our life draughts?
Is it a blessing,
To hold her hand,
As it slowly fades,
And turns to sand?
Is it a blessing,
To die with her,
Or live on still,
A lonely cur?
And do my thoughts,
Yet waste my time?
And do your thoughts,
Still coincide?
And shall we walk,
And wish to fly,
And ask the skies,
For just more time?
Shall we yet wait
Your hand in mine?
And listen still
For a reply?
Or shall we live,
Woman and man,
And spend our time,
The best we can?
Curiosity killed the cat,
But the cat has nine lives.
Eight left,
what's next,
A dangerous pet
And a dangerous pastime!
poem by William Blake Beckett
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Look to your health; and if you have it, praise God, and value it next to a good conscience; for health is the second blessing that we mortals are capable of; a blessing that money cannot buy.
quote by Izaak Walton
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Look to your health and if you have it, praise God and value it next to conscience for health is the second blessing that we mortals are capable of, a blessing money can't buy.
quote by Izaak Walton
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It is therefore not unreasonable to suppose that some portion of the neglect of science in England, may be attributed to the system of education we pursue.
quote by Charles Babbage
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Health
Four miles at a leap, over the dark hollow land,
To the frosted steep of the down and its junipers black,
Travels my eye with equal ease and delight:
And scarce could my body leap four yards.
This is the best and the worst of it -
Never to know,
Yet to imagine gloriously, pure health.
To-day, had I suddenly health,
I could not satisfy the desire of my heart
Unless health abated it,
So beautiful is the air in its softness and clearness, while
Spring
Promises all and fails in nothing as yet;
And what blue and what white is I never knew
Before I saw this sky blessing the land.
For had I health I could not ride or run or fly
So far or so rapidly over the land
As I desire: I should reach Wiltshire tired;
I should have changed my mind before I could be in Wales.
I could not love; I could not command love.
beauty would still be far off
However many hills I climbed over;
Peace would still be farther.
Maybe I should not count it anything
To leap these four miles with the eye;
And either I should not be filled almost to bursting with desire,
Or with my power desire would still keep pace.
Yet I am not satisfied
Even with knowing I never could be satisfied.
With health and all the power that lies
In maiden beauty, poet and warrior,
In Caesar, Shakespeare, Alcibiades,
Mazeppa, Leonardo, Michelangelo,
In any maiden whose smile is lovelier
Than sunlight upon dew,
I could not be as the wagtail running up and down
The warm tiles of the roof slope, twittering
Happily and sweetly as if the sun itself
Extracted the song
As the hand makes sparks from the fur of a cat:
I could not be as the sun.
Nor should I be content to be
As little as the bird or as mighty as the sun.
For the bird knows not the sun,
And the sun regards not the bird.
But I am almost proud to love both bird and sun,
Though scarce this Spring could my body leap four yards.
poem by Edward Thomas
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Angels
Angels..
do you believe in angels?
do angels believe in you?
which question, the more sensible?
suppose angels
to know greatly more than us..
suppose, that’s why they’re there…
suppose, they know space is not fully real:
enter it knowingly, to deliver us
a holy message, wearing whiteness, light,
which would announce them
truthful, good of all good, and beautiful..
suppose, they know time is not fully real:
enter it knowingly, to deliver us
a message that’s eternal, phrased
in terms of human life, direct, immediate;
suppose them, to be untroubled
by human frailty: knowing all
they need to know; messengers
of love beyond all love;
rejoicing in the heavenly joy
of living under perfect law..
suppose… suppose…
that all this living metaphor,
so recognisable to human mind,
lives in each human heart..
poem by Michael Shepherd
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The record business is dangerous to the health of bands and individuals, which is something I'm just now learning. But it's not dangerous in any of the ways people think; it's not that they try to make you compromise your art. That's not the problem.
quote by T-Bone Burnett
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Rita Rose
I suppose Rita Rose
Now that you found someone new
I don’t mean anything to you
I suppose Rita Rose
That since I left to fight a war
You don’t need me anymore
I suppose Rita Rose
Now that I’m back again
You want me to forget when
It was me that you chose
Just who are you trying to expose
I suppose Rita Rose
Everybody knows
I ran out on you
I suppose Rita Rose
You’ve already chose
A good alibi too
I suppose Rita Rose
It’s all spelled out in prose
What I’m supposed to do
Well I got news for you
I got feeling too
I’ll just turn around
Both feet on the ground
And walk away from you
poem by Alfred Ramos
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Look to your health; and if you have it, praise God and value it next to a good conscience; for health is the second blessing that money cannot buy; therefore value it, and be thankful for it.
quote by Izaak Walton
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Song XXX. The Lovely Brown Maid
When May--scented zephyrs breathe gladness around,
Enliv'ning the meadow and grove,
And in each mossy cottage Contentment is found,
Crown'd with health, peace, retirement, and love;
Then far from the village the swains they retire,
At noon to the lonely sweet shade;
Grant me Health, rosy Health, all I ask and desire,
With a smile from my lovely brown maid.
When my flocks bleat around me upon the wide plain,
Contented I lie at my ease;
And at eve I retire, free from sorrow and pain,
To enjoy the soft fragrant breeze:
When music and gladness are heard thro' the grove,
By moonlight I steal from the shade,
And o'er hills and deep valleys unheeded I rove,
For a smile from my lovely brown maid.
Each morn I rise happy, each night I lie down
With a heart free from envy and care;
In my plain humble cottage, far from the gay town
With my neighbours each comfort I share:
I envy no monarch, I boast not of wealth,
No troubles my cot e'er invade:
All the blessings I ask is the blessing of health,
And a smile from my lovely brown maid.
poem by Robert Anderson
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Folks spend their health to acquire wealth and later spend their wealth in an effort to regain their health.
Health hazards
What is happening all around?
Nothing seems well and sound,
Anarchy, fraud witness and found,
All taking we to down ward bound,
Health hazard and playing with food,
Toxic mixed with milk and served as good,
Trees treated with chemicals at root,
Yield is more but day time loot,
Country’s fortune is at stake,
Fishes are dying and extinct in lake,
Can this be not stopped for God’s sake?
Even butter and milk is poisoned in cake,
Vegetables are nurtured with poisonous waste,
We praise its colour and appreciate the taste,
Nothing is safe and dangerous to health,
What is use of having less or more wealth?
Urea and chemicals added to milk powder,
Nothing can be found and everything in order,
Millions may be dying of cancer and hunger,
Still no steps and action of anger,
We are all used to subjugation and slavery,
Adding to sufferings and worsening misery,
Tomorrow may be difficult and things out of hand,
Health may be in despair with infertility of land,
Even sweets are not spared,
Child health is not cared,
No one can deny and not even dare,
Silence on part lead us no where,
Where does it matter where millions boom?
Population increasing with not enough rooms,
No shed, no cloths with enough power looms
It is not progress but living hell and doom,
This is simple try for awakening the masses,
It doesn’t require any special classes,
Mass issuance of appeals and rejection of goods,
May it then happen when out of woods?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Who You Are
Someone's drinking all alone
Someone's left the TV on
I don't suppose, no I don't suppose
Someone's sleeping in my bed
Someone's let the genie in
I don't suppose, no I don't suppose
You know who you are
Who you are, who you are today
Baby's gone and died again
Taken by the tide again
And it's no surprise
She hates goodbyes
Someone's folding paper planes
Someone's on the line again
Someone's crying at the sonnet
Someone's hiding from someone
I don't suppose, no I don't suppose
You know who you are
Who you are, who you are today
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As long as you're moving about you can always regain good health.
Once I Was
Once
you clapped
for me.
Now
you clap
for another.
Once
I was
your luck.
Now
your luck
is gone.
Now
your luck
is lost.
Once
I was your
Blessing.
Now
your blessing
is gone.
Now
your blessing
is lost.
Once
a blessing
in disguise.
Now
a blessing
denied.
Soon
your blessing
is leaving.
Soon
a blessing
in departure.
Soon
a blessing
no more.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The reasonable man adapts himself to the world the unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore all progress depends on the unreasonable man.
quote by Robert Anson Heinlein
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The reasonable man adapts himself to the world; the unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore, all progress depends on the unreasonable man.
quote by George Bernard Shaw
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The reasonable man adapts himself to the world; the unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore all progress depends on the unreasonable man.
quote by George Bernard Shaw
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The reasonable man adapts himself to the world the unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore, all progress depends on the unreasonable man.
quote by George Bernard Shaw
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The reasonable man adapts himself to the world; the unreasonable man persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore, all progress depends on the unreasonable man.
quote by George Bernard Shaw
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