Seventy is wormwood, Seventy is gall But its better to be seventy, Than not alive at all.
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Imitated From The Japanese
A MOST astonishing thing --
Seventy years have I lived;
(Hurrah for the flowers of Spring,
For Spring is here again.)
Seventy years have I lived
No ragged beggar-man,
Seventy years have I lived,
Seventy years man and boy,
And never have I danced for joy.
poem by William Butler Yeats
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Birthday
(16th January 1949)
I thank whatever gods may be
For all the happiness that's mine;
That I am festive, fit and free
To savour women, wit and wine;
That I may game of golf enjoy,
And have a formidable drive:
In short, that I'm a gay old boy
Though I be
Seventy-and-five.
My daughter thinks. because I'm old
(I'm not a crock, when all is said),
I mustn't let my feet get cold,
And should wear woollen socks in bed;
A worsted night-cap too, forsooth!
To humour her I won't contrive:
A man is in his second youth
When he is
Seventy-and-five.
At four-score years old age begins,
And not till then, I warn my wife;
At eighty I'll recant my sins,
And live a staid and sober life.
But meantime let me whoop it up,
And tell the world that I'm alive:
Fill to the brim the bubbly cup -
Here's health to
Seventy-and-five!
poem by Robert William Service
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This Is Special Birthday For My Grandfather Father
I AM SO THANKFUL TO STILL HAVE MY GRANDDAD AND FATHER WITH US. THIS IS SPECIAL BIRTHDAY FOR GRANDDAD AND FATHER. WE ARE SO HAPPY TO STILL HAVE OUR GRANDDAD AND FATHER HEAR WITH ALL HIS GRANDCHILDEN AND CHILDEN. WE WISH YOU A HAPPY BIRTHDAY MANY ON THIS EARTH. WE ARE SO BLESS TO SEE OUR GRANDDAD AND FATHER TURN SEVENTY SIX YEAR OLD.THANK YOU GOD FOR GIVE US SEVENTY SIX WITH OUR GRANDDAD AND FATHER. OUR GRANDDAD AND FATHER WILL TURN SEVENTY SIX ON APRIL 17.WE THANK YOU FOR ALL DO FOR YOUR FAMLIY AND FRIEND. HE LIVE SEVENTY SIX YEAR ON EARTH. OUR GRANDDAD HAVE FOUR KIDS AND FIVE GRANDCHILDREN.WE THANK GOD STILL HAVE OUR GRANDDAD AND FATHER HEAR WITH US
poem by Courtney Robinson
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If I had to select one quality, one personal characteristic that I regard as being most highly correlated with success, whatever the field, I would pick the trait of persistence. Determination. The will to endure to the end, to get knocked down seventy times and get up off the floor saying, Here comes number seventy-one
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If I had to select one quality, one personal characteristic that I regard as being most highly correlated with success, whatever the field, I would pick the trait of persistence. Determination. The will to endure to the end, to get knocked down seventy times and get up off the floor saying, "Here comes number seventy-one!"
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Remember before nineteen seventy two Olympic Games I was total skinny, I was small, very strong, they may be don't like to see a gymnastics like that. I don't know but, gymnastics, might. Nineteen seventy two supposed to be change somewhere.
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After Seventy Years In This World
AFTER SEVENTY YEARS IN THIS WORLD
After seventy years in this world
An old man satisfied in some ways with what he has done-
Blessing those he loves
And thanking God for all he has been given-
poem by Shalom Freedman
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If you fall seventy times a day, rise seventy times and return to God so that you will not fall too often.
quote by Johannes Tauler
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Song to Grandpa on his Birthday
You are seventy-five,
Going on seventy-six!
Grandpa, ’tis time to rest.
Better avoid the scooty
And cycle;
Don’t you ev’r trip or fall!
You are quite aged,
Not young now;
Don’t do the things
you did;
Your bones are weaker,
Heart is much bigger;
You must just walk not run!
All will be fine if you just pray;
Let youngsters have their say;
Take care of your health,
And not your wealth;
God is your friend and way!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 18-1-2009
poem by John Celes
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Under The Sea
This golden land,
This golden love,
This golden care,
This golden peace,
And of this Island of peace under the sea!
But seventy times seventy in th ename of love;
So try to forgive and be forgiven in this world.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Proud
I lost my virginity in old Mexico
My lover was was nothing more than a lovely soul to me
She was a beauty to me
Love was not free
I think of that time
In nineteen sixty nine.
Then in Japan I walked through the streets
And found love again
It is no sin
It was nineteen seventy
And so heavenly.
Then in seventy four
I wanted more and married
A beautiful puerto rican lover of life
I made her my wife.
My family never came to the wedding
They shunned my bride
But love was alive
And she suffered living
In the town that I called home.
Now I have my son and two grandchildren
Irish and puerto rican proud.
Hey you!
Get off of my cloud!
A New Fix For 76
And now that psychedelias gone when the hell ya gonna face reality boy
We cant be that asinine to think that nineteen sixty nine was the way it should be
Theres a new moon with an old shine
So its time to open your heart as wide as you see
Sing a new song of mobility
Get a new fix for seventy six
And now whether our hairs short or long
The issue is not really if its right or wrong
But as long as its clean .... right
Ive gotta realize that our new found philosophies
Were only synthesized in the delusion of a flowerchild scene
Theres a new star in an old space
So its time you open your soul and set yourself free
Sing a new song of totality
Get a new fix for seventy six
So we thought we were cool and free
But then our heros blew their minds
With x and ys and lsd oh what a sin
Friend we gotta comprehend and we gotta learn from the past
And not dwell in it again and again and again
Hold one hand with time
And open your mind naturally
Sing a new song of vitality
Get a new fix for seventy six
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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I have only been funny about seventy four per cent of the time. Yes I think that is right. Seventy-four per cent of the time.
quote by Will Ferrell
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Tom Beatty
I was a lawyer like Harmon Whitney
Or Kinsey Keene or Garrison Standard,
For I tried the rights of property,
Although by lamp-light, for thirty years,
In that poker room in the opera house.
And I say to you that Life's a gambler
Head and shoulders above us all.
No mayor alive can close the house.
And if you lose, you can squeal as you will;
You'll not get back your money.
He makes the percentage hard to conquer;
He stacks the cards to catch your weakness
And not to meet your strength.
And he gives you seventy years to play:
For if you cannot win in seventy
You cannot win at all.
So, if you lose, get out of the room --
Get out of the room when your time is up.
It's mean to sit and fumble the cards,
And curse your losses, leaden-eyed,
Whining to try and try.
poem by Edgar Lee Masters
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Museum Of The City Of...
It beats Keats for frozen motion-
this gelatin-silver 8 by 12 glossy
from nineteen seventy eight or seventy nine
(ancient history in American time-
why, James Schuyler was alive and living at the Chelsea!) ,
of frogmen dropt from a low-hovering chopper
down into a stream of turgid riverwater
two, just off, suspended giddily in mid-air,
fuselage portals yawning wide behind,
one on either side, neatly clearing the skids,
like dancers in an aerial dance,
or human hieroglyphs
eternally outspread-while a third,
sleek noggin bobs below, already down in the drink,
(this, not, mind you, being the sea,
since off on the distant, further shore repines
the faint exosketeton of Queens;
and there where the isle of Manhattan nearest draws
it's Queenly Abydos-the ghostly tracery of
the Hellsgate.
Behind their...
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Seventy
A very close friend is 70 today.
He’s so lucky in every way.
He can play golf and walk and smile
As he enjoys life with manner and style.
He suffers no crippling, chilling pain
That makes the world seem all in vain.
Like us all, he’s made mistakes,
But learned that’s what it takes
To become a better man
Who spreads love as best he can.
The celebration of this day
Is but another way to say
That we celebrate his birth
Since it’s become a better earth
For the mark that he has made
And the foundations he has laid.
So during his next seventy years
Love will conquer all his fears.
Oh dear friend, with family and friends you see
How lovingly wonderful seventy can be!
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Nero's Turn
Nero was not worried when he heard
the prophecy of the Delphic Oracle.
"Let him fear the seventy three years."
He still had ample time to enjoy himself.
He is thirty. More than sufficient
is the term the god allots him
to prepare for future perils.
Now he will return to Rome slightly tired,
but delightfully tired from this journey,
full of days of enjoyment --
at the theaters, the gardens, the gymnasia...
evenings at cities of Achaia...
Ah the delight of nude bodies, above all...
Thus fared Nero. And in Spain Galba
secretly assembles and drills his army,
the old man of seventy three.
poem by Constantine P. Cavafy
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The Grand Scheme of Things
How important I feel, invincible!
Then, I read they found a nebula; a white illuminate;
An interfuse of gaseous light, hung from the galatic ceiling.
Deep within the deepest dark of darkest night is the forming
Of a new star, seven thousand light years away,
Its gas-cloud formation towering six trillion miles.
I, with an average weight of one-hundred-seventy-five pounds;
Standing five feet ten and one-half inches tall; a life span of
Approximatly seventy-five year, have suddenly been struck
With the realization of how supercilious I am in the grand scheme
of things.
(Free Verse)
poem by Lynn W. Petty
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Perhaps
Ten heads and twenty hearts! so that this me,
Having more room and verge, and striking less
The cage that galls us into consciousness,
Might drown the rings and ripples of to be
In the smooth deep of being: plenary
Round hours; great days, as if two days should press
Together, and their wine-press'd night accresce
The next night to so dead a parody
Of death as cures such living: of these ordain
My years; of those large years grant me not seven,
Nor seventy, no, nor only seventy sevens!
And then, perhaps, I might stand well in even
This rain of things; down-rain, up-rain, side-rain;
This rain from Earth and Ocean, air and heaven,
And from the Heaven within the Heaven of Heavens.
poem by Sydney Thompson Dobell
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What a man is at seven is also what he is at seventy.