But where are the snows of yester year?
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The Ballad of Dead Ladies
Tell me now in what hidden way is
Lady Flora the lovely Roman?
Where's Hipparchia, and where is Thais,
Neither of them the fairer woman?
Where is Echo, beheld of no man,
Only heard on river and mere--
She whose beauty was more than human?--
But where are the snows of yester-year?
Where's Heloise, the learned nun,
For whose sake Abeillard, I ween,
Lost manhood and put priesthood on?
(From Love he won such dule and teen!)
And where, I pray you, is the Queen
Who willed that Buridan should steer
Sewed in a sack's mouth down the Seine?--
But where are the snows of yester-year?
White Queen Blanche, like a queen of lilies,
With a voice like any mermaiden--
Bertha Broadfoot, Beatrice, Alice,
And Ermengarde the lady of Maine--
And that good Joan whom Englishmen
At Rouen doomed and burned her there--
Mother of God, where are they then?--
But where are the snows of yester-year?
Nay, never ask this week, fair lord,
Where they are gone, nor yet this year,
Except with this for an overword--
But where are the snows of yester-year?
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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The Ballad of Dead Ladies (Ballade des dames du temps jadis)
Tell me now in what hidden way is
Lady Flora the lovely Roman?
Where's Hipparchia, and where is Thais,
Neither of them the fairer woman?
Where is Echo, beheld of no man,
Only heard on river and mere--
She whose beauty was more than human?--
But where are the snows of yester-year?
Where's Heloise, the learned nun,
For whose sake Abeillard, I ween,
Lost manhood and put priesthood on?
(From Love he won such dule and teen!)
And where, I pray you, is the Queen
Who willed that Buridan should steer
Sewed in a sack's mouth down the Seine?--
But where are the snows of yester-year?
White Queen Blanche, like a queen of lilies,
With a voice like any mermaiden--
Bertha Broadfoot, Beatrice, Alice,
And Ermengarde the lady of Maine--
And that good Joan whom Englishmen
At Rouen doomed and burned her there--
Mother of God, where are they then?--
But where are the snows of yester-year?
Nay, never ask this week, fair lord,
Where they are gone, nor yet this year,
Save with thus much for an overword--
But where are the snows of yester-year?
poem by François Villon from The Testament (1461), translated by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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Villonaud for This Yule
Towards the Noel that morte saison
(Christ make the shepherds' homage dear!)
Then when the grey wolves everychone
Drink of the winds their chill small-beer
And lap o' the snows food's gueredon
Then makyth my heart his yule-tide cheer
(Skoal! with the dregs if the clear be gone!)
Wineing the ghosts of yester-year.
Ask ye what ghost I dream upon?
(What of the magians' scented gear?)
The ghosts of dead loves everyone
That make the stark winds reek with fear
Lest love return with the foison sun
And slay the memories that me cheer
(Such as I drink to mine fashion)
Wineing the ghosts of yester-year.
Where are the joys my heart had won?
(Saturn and Mars to Zeus drawn near!)
Where are athe lips mine lay upon,
Aye! where are the glances feat and clear
That bade my heart his valor don?
I skoal to the eyes as grey-blown meer
(Who knows whose was that paragon?)
Wineing the ghosts of yester-year.
Prince: ask me not what I have done
Nor what God hath that can me cheer
But ye ask first where the winds are gone
Wineing the ghosts of yester-year.
poem by Ezra Pound
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Hard, Hard Year
(ransford)
Bad times, somethings wrong
Moneys gone, Im on my own
Cant stay, theres nothing here
Its been a hard, hard year
First month, snows came
Put me in bed, couldnt work the same
Jobs gone, bills are here
Been a hard, hard year
I look on the bad side of life
I lose heart then I want to die
So Ive got to get back on my feet
And prove to myself Im a man
I hope that the bad times are gone
Its been work, but I think that Ive won
Now Im happy
And Ill never be that way again
No, Ill never be that way again
Snows gone, springs here
Wont happen twice, Ive seen my way clear
Everyones paid, got no one to fear
Been a hard, hard year
song performed by by Hollies
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Christmas in Australia
O DAY, the crown and crest of all the year!
Thou comest not to us amid the snows,
But midmost of the reign of the red rose;
Our hearts have not yet lost the ancient cheer
That filled our fathers’ simple hearts when sere
The leaves fell, and the winds of Winter froze
The waters wan, and carols at the close
Of yester-eve sang the Child Christ anear.
And so we hail thee with a greeting high,
And drain to thee a draught of our own wine,
Forgetful not beneath this bluer sky
Of that old mother-land beyond the brine,
Whose gray skies gladden as thou drawest nigh,
O day of God’s good-will the seal and sign!
poem by Victor James Daley
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Yesterme Yesteryou Yesterday
What happened to the world we knew
When we would dream and scheme
And while the time away
Yesterme yesteryou yesterday
Where did it go that yester glow
When we could feel
The wheel of life turn our way
Yesterme yesteryou yesterday
I had a dream so did you life
Was warm and love was true
Two kids who followed all the rules
Yester folls and now
Now it seems those yester dreams
Were just a cruel
And foolish game we used to play
Yesterme yesteryou yesterday
When I recall what we had
I feel lost I feel sad with nothing but
The memory of yester love and now
Now it seems those yester dreams
Were just a cruel
And foolish game we had to play
Yesterme yesteryou yesterday
Yesterme yesteryou yesterday
Sing with me
Yesterme yesteryou yesterday
One more time.....
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Ballad Of The Ladies Of Yore
Tell me where, in what country,
Is Flora the beautiful Roman,
Archipiada or Thais
Who was first cousin to her once,
Echo who speaks when there's a sound
On a pond or a river
Whose beauty was more than human?
But where are the snows of yesteryear?
Where is the leamed Heloise
For whom they castrated Pierre Abelard
And made him a monk at Saint-Denis,
For his love he took this pain,
Likewise where is the queen
Who commanded that Buridan
Be thrown in a sack into the Seine?
But where are the snows of yesteryear?
The queen white as a lily
Who sang with a siren's voice,
Big-footed Bertha, Beatrice, Alice,
Haremburgis who held Maine
And Jeanne the good maid of Lorraine
Whom the English bumt at Rouen, where,
Where are they, sovereign Virgin?
But where are the snows of yesteryear?
Prince, don't ask me in a week
or in a year what place they are;
I can only give you this refrain:
Where are the snows of yesteryear?
poem by François Villon
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Tomorrow
We don’t know what tomorrow may bring
But we want something that will make our hearts sing.
And the things that will make our hearts sing
Is the beautiful memories that it brings.
What is tomorrow but another day
Another day of living, another day of giving
Another day of sharing, another day of caring.
All of our tomorrows will be yesterdays
And all our yesterdays are our pasts
And it will be another memory that will last.
Watching all the Doo wop groups of yester year
On wpbt made me feel old as can be.
With each tomorrow brings you closer to old age
And your life will never be the same.
I will take all my tomorrows and hold them
Like a newborn child, and give thanks to god above
For showing me how to love.
And when my tomorrows become my yester years
With everyone that I know, these memories I will share.
poem by Louis Rams
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Faded Love And Winter Roses
Key: e
(if you dont know e very well throw a capo on the 2nd fret and play it in d)
(e) faded love and winter roses (b7) always bloom in memo(e)ry
Faded love and winter roses (b7) yearning hearts that used to (e)be
(a)will they meet again tomorrow (e)where we parted yester(b7)day
(e)give me back the winter roses (b7)and the love you took a(e)way
(e)faded love and winter roses (b7)sprinkled with a lonely (e)tear
Faded love and winter roses (b7)still recall each yester(e)year
(a)will I always be a dreamer (e)dreaming of the used to (b7)be
(e)faded love and winter roses (b7)live and die in memo(e)ry
song performed by by Hank Williams
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Loneliness
These autumn gardens, russet, gray and brown,
The sward with shrivelled foliage strown,
The shrubs and trees
By weary wings of sunshine overflown
And timid silences,--
Since first you, darling, called my spirit yours,
Seem happy, and the gladness pours
From day to day,
And yester-year across this year endures
Unto next year away.
Now in these places where I used to rove
And give the dropping leaves my love
And weep to them,
They seem to fall divinely from above,
Like to a diadem
Closing in one with the disheartened flowers.
High up the migrant birds in showers
Shine in the sky,
And all the movement of the natural hours
Turns into melody.
poem by Trumbull Stickney
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Domestic Shades 9
Tea Time
12 to 2pm intermission to rest
Often interrupted by beggars, salesmen, and post
A silent cry to ease within I hear
What to do I have to bear
Morning session of daily chores
Bound to duties hectic pressure soars
A nap, a relaxation I do anticipate
Only in vain; said reason I get upset
Groggy, sleepy in the kitchen I'm back
To make a tea-time snack
11am to 3pm a solemn nap for hubby
3o'clock set ready everything by wife sleepy
Table, full of yester and yester to yester
Grubs, biscuits and like eatables only better
Why the hell should I make again
Just to keep a remainder- bin
A zapper rolling before the tv is me
Passed 3pm eat or not would he?
Waiting..waiting..yes or no hubby?
poem by Indira Renganathan
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When It Rains It Snows
Theres a knock at the door that I adore
Theres a face at the window, a smiling yellow face
Theres a knock at the door
And if I were at home theyd find me there
Theres a note on the door that I would see
And the furnitures barely been moved from where it was
Theres a note on the door
And the note would say when it rains it snows
When it rains it snows, I wonder why
And now I know that when it rains it snows
Theres a nut with a shotgun bang bang bang
Theres a doctor, a waitress, a fireman with a hat
Theres a nut with a gun
Theres enough so theyll never know which one
When it rains it snows, I wonder why
And now I know that when it rains it snows
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Come Winter, Come Santa, Come Christmas.....
Come winter, shower snows everywhere
Come Santa, distribute gifts to all of us.
Come Christmas, spread harmony all around.
To celebrate festive of peace and joy,
To exchange gift of love,
To decorate x-mas tree,
To have delicious cakes and wine
To throw parties
To enjoy and forget all worries
Each one of us is waiting all year around for this Christmas.
From children to old
Every heart is filled with fun
No time to hate and quarrel
Making environment thrill
Sending good wishes around
Music in the air
Compelling to tap our feet,
Each one of us is waiting all year around for this Christmas.
Come winter, shower snows everywhere
Come Santa, distribute gifts to all of us.
Come Christmas, spread harmony all around.
(Wishing each reader a Merry Christmas frm geets :) ]
poem by Geeta Nair
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A Faithful Witness
To the firstborn of Yahseph,
Of all that is created;
To the secondborn of Yahseph,
Do set set your mind on Mount Zion;
For His name is His glory and,
Of the economic well-being.
Of the year of the rat,
Of the year of the dog,
Of the year of the cow,
Of the year of the bull,
Of the year of the sheep,
Of the year of the dragon,
Of the year of the snake,
Of the year of the pig,
Of the year of the goat,
Of the year of the lizard,
Of the year of the crocodile,
Of the year of the elephant,
Of the year of the scorpion,
Of the year of the turtle,
Of the year of the fish,
Of the year of the earth,
Of the year of the wind,
Of the year of the fire,
Of the year of the water,
And of the year of the bush!
Like the firstborns of slaves.
The hips of romance,
The faithful witness will not lie;
The same day,
The same night,
Of the love shared at where no oxen are;
And the crib was very clean.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Another Him
stepping
back in
time
realizing
yester-year.
in a silent
state
holding
back a
tear.
as before
this rehlm
some other
time
another-him.
poem by Heather Burns
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Snow
Snows! Snows!
Far from me.
Snows! Snows!
Around me.
Now...she, 'A Snow'
Deep in my soul.
Like a thorn in the shoe
That snow makes me fool
By giving dreams poisonous
Beset with long kisses.
Highest degree
More than to be crazy
Be looked into and asked about
With a hopeful doubt.
Sure, it is!
New corner within heart,
Love! ! !
How should I do?
Not ready for heartbeat yet.
Eagerly gaze her face.
Immediately my pride damage.
Coax my heart, and
Keep it in the dark.
Who knows? Who sees?
She's in breathing breeze.
Dare to feel sorrowful.
Would be truthful.
Let me fly to my goal
With missing smiles for evermore.
Snow! Snow! ! !
poem by Aung Si Myanmar
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Snows only purpose?
To make my garden look good
Four months a year
haiku by Jan Oskar Hansen
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It's a New Beginning!
It's a New Beginning!
Afresh is the New Year's New Morning
Time to be what you want
Don't let it go in an instant
Hold on to your dreams
No matter what it seems
Old Year has gone by
New Year has come by
Just glide on into a new horizon
Go on make your move, Believe you can
Just as the Sun shines all over the world
You can be what your dreams behold
You will have ups and downs
Why spend in frowns?
Do not lose hope,
Life is a slope;
Be the one; who Smiles
Smile shall travel many miles
It will travel all around and return
Just smile, when it's your turn
You never know when it Snows
When it does, it's all around and that shows
Nothing can be untouched by Sweet Nature
All is well, when you Smile for sure.
poem by Manjeshwari P MYSORE
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Last Call
He was sick of it all
Asleep at home
Told you off and goodbye
Well you know one day itll come to haunt you
That you didnt tell him quite the truth
Youre a crisis
Youre a icicle
Youre a tongueless talker
You dont care what you say
Youre a jaywalker and you just just walk away
And thats all you do
The clap of the fading out sound of your shoes
Made him ownder who he thought that he knew
Last call
He was sick of it all
The endless stream of reminders
Made him so sick of you sick of you sick of you
Sick for your sound
Sick of you coming around
Trying to crawl under my skin
When I already shed my best defense
It comes out all around that you won
And I think Im all done
You can switch me off safely
While Im lying here waiting for sleep to overtake me
Yeah yeah youre still here but just check to make sure
All you aspired to do was endure
You cant ask for more ask for none
Knowing youll never get that which you ask for
So you cast your shadow everywhere like the man in the moon
You start to drink you just want to continue
Itll all be yester year soon
You start to drink you just want to continue
Itll all be yester year soon
Church bells and now Im awake and I guess it must be some kind of
Holiday
I cant seen to join in the celebration
But Ill go to the service
And Ill go to pray
And Ill sing the praises of my makers name
Like I was as good as she made me
And I wanted her to tell me that she would never wake me
I wanted her to tell me that she would never wake me
I wanted her to tell me that she would never wake me
I wanted her to tell me that she would never wake me
I wanted her to tell me that she would never wake me
I wanted her to tell me that she would never wake me
I wanted her to tell me that she would never wake me
I wanted her to tell me that she would never wake me
Im lying here waiting for sleep to one take me
song performed by by Elliott Smith
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Shattered Shards
looking in the
distance
suddenly a star
appeared.
Revealing a
face
so familiar
a face of
yester-year.
It burst into
a million pieces
scattering shards
through out the
universe.
Impossible to
retrieve
until this day
one small piece
remains missing.
Leaving me
wandering
forever searching
poem by Heather Burns
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