Know, first, who you are and then adorn yourself accordingly.
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The Diamond
This diamond, Juliet, will adorn
Ephemeral beauties yet unborn.
While my strong verse, for ever new,
Shall still adorn immortal you.
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Accept the bitter reality.
You buy this and that all the time
to adorn your grand daughter
but neglect her mother altogether.
To adorn your daughter-in-law
is to feed the eyes of your son.
Mother-in-law, where is your wisdom?
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I Am Man
I have found the girl that keeps me sane.
Her eyes they beckon an eternity to wander.
She knows my heart as she knows my name.
She is lightning to my thunder.
I am man. You are woman.
Together we resolve creation.
Together we turn the tides evolving.
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Come lay with me a while my darling
Come share with me a smile.
For only your smile may keep me sane.
Whisper your heart, whisper my name.
Adorn me in the fantasies of your choosing
As I adorn you with the wings of an angel fallen –
Callen to return yet choosing to remain
To whisper your heart, to whisper my name.
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Sonnet: Love Unchanged
’Tis good that you are whatever you are;
’Tis good that you are not something different;
’Tis good that you are hail, hearty so far;
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’Tis wiser not to dream of love then missed;
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And love reborn is one unrealistic;
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And love that can’t adorn hearts is mystic!
’Tis good that things had happened in this way;
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Know, first, who you are; and then adorn yourself accordingly.
Know, first, who you are, and then adorn yourself accordingly.
Sophia’s Fool’s-Cap
SOPHIA was a little child,
Obliging, good, and very mild,
Yet lest of dress she should be vain,
Mamma still dress'd her well, but plain.
Her parents, sensible and kind,
Wish'd only to adorn her mind;
No other dress, when good, had she,
But useful, neat simplicity.
Though seldom, yet when she was rude,
Or ever in a naughty mood,
Her punishment was this disgrace,
A large fine cap, adorn'd with lace,
With feathers and with ribbons too;
The work was neat, the fashion new,
Yet, as a fool's-cap was its name,
She dreaded much to wear the same.
A lady, fashionably gay,
Did to mamma a visit pay:
Sophia stared, then whisp'ring said,
'Why, dear mamma, look at her head!
To be so tall and wicked too,
The strangest thing I ever knew:
What naughty tricks, pray, has she done,
That they have put that fool's-cap on? '
poem by Ann Taylor
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Arborea Blooms
Amid bloomed white arboreas,
the twirping cardinal elates,
the foliage play while altheas,
adorn his song of cloudless fair,
the silver stream flowing relates,
upon same route and obligates
abyss to quaff tweedled ideas,
while blooms in light will oscillate.
The forest -look- embraces all,
white flow'rs that roil in ether's haze,
the randomness of light's befall,
air's blooms adorn this lavish ball,
clothe foliage's infinitely grace,
nuptial embroidery, white lace,
while streams flow to abyss' odd call
blooms celebrate air's nymphal phase.
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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No Colour
Soft is the petal of a rose.
Wet is the dew on it’s head
Sweet is the fragrance of a flowers scent.
Loud are the cries from an infant.
What colours adorn these things?
What beauty do I miss?
The petal is soft under my touch,
almost velvet in suggestion.
My teardrops taste salty,
as they run my cheek.
Waves of fragrances sweep through the air,
as their perfume surrounds me.
Strange cries I hear in morning hours,
awake me from a sleepy head.
You take all this for granted,
what I miss as I pass this way.
You see what I can’t imagine,
now and everyday.
I walk with a white stick,
as I travel on my way.
You walk with eyes wide open,
still missing everything I say.
No colours adorn my world,
nothing is what my eyes see.
But, can you describe a colour?
So a blind man can see.
poem by David Harris
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For whom does the blind man's wife adorn herself?
Breasts adorn a woman and make a man look ugly.
Extendibly Kept
Greatness declared,
Seems almost too simple to say.
Too simple to adorn that which isn't...
With such a high placed esteem.
Greatness just to say,
With few ways of it expressed.
Seems as if a parody,
Of what isn't there with wishes it could be.
A greatness achieved and extendibly kept,
Takes a constant self reflection.
And a careful watching of one's steps.
A greatness achieved and extendibly kept,
Takes repeated self examination.
With a wanting always to do one's best.
Greatness declared,
Seems almost too simple to say.
Too simple to adorn that which isn't...
With such a high placed esteem.
Greatness just to say,
With few ways of it expressed.
Seems as if a parody,
Of what isn't there with wishes it could be...
Forever peceived and to others believed.
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Images adorn our inner life and carry great power there.
quote by William Shirley
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Adorn Death
Adorn death
Breathe breath
Know life anew.
poem by David Lacey
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The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn, and violets bathe in the wet o' the morn.
quote by Robert Burns
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Coming And Going
wise dusk encircles old oak,
white flowers adorn ancient earth -
footprints of future and past
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For the fair deal
Your thumb and index
Only labour most
To deliver you the best.
But which finger do you adorn
With a golden ring?
Why should you, then,
Cry for fair deal from others?
22.10.97
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Society (3)
In creamy afternoons,
Swans, like floating castles,
Adorn the moats of solitude between our lips.
poem by Raquel Angel Nagler
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I like to walk about among the beautiful things that adorn the world; but private wealth I should decline, or any sort of personal possessions, because they would take away my liberty.
quote by George Santayana
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