I have been sworn against by perjured and wicked people.
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Sonnet 152: In loving thee thou know'st I am forsworn
In loving thee thou know'st I am forsworn,
But thou art twice forsworn to me love swearing:
In act thy bed-vow broke and new faith torn
In vowing new hate after new love bearing.
But why of two oaths' breach do I accuse thee,
When I break twenty? I am perjured most,
For all my vows are oaths but to misuse thee,
And all my honest faith in thee is lost.
For I have sworn deep oaths of thy deep kindness,
Oaths of thy love, thy truth, thy constancy,
And to enlighten thee gave eyes to blindness,
Or made them swear against the thing they see.
For I have sworn thee fair. More perjured eye,
To swear against the truth so foul a lie!
poem by William Shakespeare
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Song. (From The Spanish)
Ah, Love!
Perjured, false, treacherous Love!
Enemy
Of all that mankind may not rue!
Most untrue
To him who keeps most faith with thee.
Woe is me!
The falcon has the eyes of the dove.
Ah, Love!
Perjured, false, treacherous Love!
Thy deceits
Give us clearly to comprehend,
Whither tend
All thy pleasures, all thy sweets!
They are cheats,
Thorns below and flowers above.
Ah, Love!
Perjured, false, treacherous Love!
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Something Wicked
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
Something wicked this way come
More than an adversary I'm very quick
I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift
I'm equipped to kick
Grab you coat and you hat
song performed by by Tupac from 2Pacalypse Now
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Bad, Wicked World
Bad, wicked world
Bad, wicked world
They are about dressed to deceive
Conquistadores that have been sent
Bad, wicked world
Bad, wicked world
Some sell him out, some wont believe
An architect named david vincent
A man too long without sleep
He took a wrong turn and people just laughed
A ship that is not there
But he knows that it was
It made a light and a buzz
Hes really hurt because
People dont care
People think hes a creep
He will not stop, he keeps on talking
Just a tie and a suit
Hes a lonely persuader
Fist-throwing crusader
Against invaders
Wont be mute
Bad, wicked world
Bad, wicked world
Some sell him out, some wont believe
An architect named david vincent
Bad, wicked world
Bad, wicked world
They are about dressed to deceive
Conquistadores that have been sent
About once a week
Another story has leakes and hes on it
Just a suit and a tie
Will it ever end?
He hasnt got a friend
Pinkies that wont bend
He really must try
Bad, wicked world
Bad, wicked world
Some sell him out, some wont believe
An architect named david vincent
song performed by by Frank Black
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I Am A Wicked Child
Mother mary come to me
Cause I am a wicked child
I have sinned and I am so confused and I am a wicked child
I am a wicked child
I am the devils son and I wish I could be good for you
I walk a crooked mile
but I wish I could be good
I wish I could be good
If I could have kept the straight and narrow
If I could have kept the straight and narrow
And not have broke your heart
Not have broke your heart
Now I wake up in the night
Lying on my bed
It's tugging at my arms and legs
Like I was a marionette
Send baby Jesus
Surely it is time
Send baby jesus
Let him radiate his light
Radiate his light
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and I am a wicked child
I am a wicked child
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I am a wicked child
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I am a wicked child
and I am a wicked child
I am a wicked child
because I am a wicked child
and I deserve to go to hell
and I am a wicked child
I am a wicked child
and I am a wicked child & I am a wicked child
and I am a wicked child
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song performed by by Radiohead
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Sworn To Love
My heart is sworn to love
to another, anothers name
etched into my soul
the night in which we sleep
I hold close their thought
that I may never let them go
my heart is sworn to love
my heart is sworn to them
as beautiful as I could speak
no words shall surfice
to praise more that name
I hold close in each night
it is to such devotion
it is to such thought
I find myself forever sworn
sworn to love
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Lion's den
If you are staying
With a wicked man
If you are living
With a wicked man
If you are making
Friendship with wicked man
Be sure you are walking
In to the lion's den.
Wicked man is dangerous
Wicked man is more
Dangerous than a snake
Wicked man is more poisonous
Than a cobra the most
Poisonous snake of the world
You may survive from snake bite
But you can not survive from
The clutches of a wicked man
You will die in his den.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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I'm A Wicked One
They say it's off the record gotta keep it clean.
Can't be too abusive can't be too odscene.
But he's got a plan to build a future he's been putting it off for way too long.
Another safety pin through his cheek
and he's three chords short of a punkrock song.
Wicked is as wicked does he'll fight it till the end he'll show his finger than say:
I'm a wicked one.
He's a stereotype bastard and he likes it that way.
Can't be all taht happy can't be all that gay.
Wicked is as wicked does he'll fight it till the end he'll show his finger than say:
I'm a wicked one.
They say get off the stage they say get outta here.
Can't be all that punkrock can't be all that queer.
He'll make them wish they never knew him he'll make them pay for being wrong.
But he doesn't really know how to do that.
So we'll give him three chords to his punkrock song.
Wicked is as wicked does he'll fight it till the end he'll show his finger than say:
I'M A WICKED ONE.
song performed by by The Hives from Barely Legal
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Wild & Wicked
Full moon cravin' just a little
Young love from an innocent one
No shame it's purely noncommital
It's the only way to go if you wanna have fun
Kickstart the rythm pull out on the road
Relyin' on an overload
I need some baby blues reflectin' in the mirror
Tellin' me all the things I wanna hear
Loved and lost
I paid a painful cost
Feel my love
I've reached the point of no return
I'm wild and wicked
Wild and wicked for love
I'm wild and wicked
Wild and wicked for love
I need a guy that's full of sex appeal
I need a guy that looks good in the red
I want someone with a heart that I can steal
I want someone to drive me outta my head
Tight jeans, cute, and the way I might behave
Full of trouble you might say
All those things you said it
Oh I want him in the back that way
Loved and lost
I paid a painful cost
Feel my love
I've reached the point of no return
I'm wild and wicked
Wild and wicked for love
I'm wild and wicked
Wild and wicked for love
I'm wild and wicked
Wild and wicked for love
I'm wild and wicked
Wild and wicked for love
song performed by by Shania Twain
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The world is not dialectical - it is sworn to extremes, not to equilibrium, sworn to radical antagonism, not to reconciliation or synthesis. This is also the principle of evil.
quote by Jean Baudrillard
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First off, we've had sworn testimony from soldiers and testimony before our staff that wasn't sworn, that said these alarms rarely went off, that they went off after the war in most cases and went off a lot.
quote by Christopher Shays
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Too Many People
(tennant/lowe)
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I sometimes think that Im too many people
Too many people, too many people
I sometimes think that Im too many people
Too many people, too many people at once
The husband or the hedonist
The businessman or the communist
The artist or the showbiz creep
The lover or the nervous geek
The question of identity is one thats always haunted me
Whoever I decide to be depends on who is with me
I sometimes think that Im too many people
Too many people, too many people
I sometimes think that Im too many people
Too many people, too many people at once
The tactless twit putting his foot in it
Or the sensitive soul whos a role model
The urban jet setter - never at home
Or the country recluse - just leave me alone
Extrovert or introvert
Love is kind, and love hurts
Rebellion or conformity
What is my identity?
I sometimes think that Im too many people
Too many people, too many people
I sometimes think that Im too many people
Too many people, too many people at once
The intellectual and bon-viveur
Or the naive simpleton, so immature
A devoted son and family man
Or the wicked uncle who doesnt give a damn
How often these have tempted me
The question of identity depends on what Im meant to be
I sometimes think that Im too many people
Too many people, too many people
I sometimes think that Im too many people
Too many people, too many people at once
I sometimes think that Im too many people
Too many people, too many people
I sometimes think that Im too many people
Too many people, too many people at once
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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I Have Sworn
I have sworn that I shall try to keep
all the things that don’t make me weep
foremost in my daily excursions
and in the folly of my diversions.
For to weep at all of misfortunes and woes
is to spend my life in doubt,
never to fully enjoy life’s gifts
and find myself without
all the things I came here for,
granted by my birth.
the bounteous gifts that I do own
and all that they are worth.
I have sworn to take in stride
whom I’ve become and shun all pride.
As I walk each step in front of me
I will do my best in repartee.
For to stay silent and keep within
is to always lose and never win
I’d succumb to loneliness and sorrow
and sit and wait for an endless tomorrow.
And those tomorrows may never appear.
I may only have today.
So all I have sworn is what I will do,
no matter come what may.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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This Life
I have sworn that I shall try to keep
all the things that don’t make me weep
foremost in my daily excursions
and in the folly of my diversions.
For to weep at all of misfortunes and woes
is to spend my life in doubt,
never to fully enjoy life’s gifts
and find myself without
all the things I came here for,
granted by my birth.
the bounteous gifts that I do own
and all that they are worth.
I have sworn to take in stride
whom I’ve become and shun all pride.
As I walk each step in front of me
I will do my best in repartee.
For to stay silent and keep within
is to always lose and never win
I’d succumb to loneliness and sorrow
and sit and wait for an endless tomorrow.
And those tomorrows may never appear.
I may only have today.
So all I have sworn is what I will do,
no matter come what may.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Wicked Angel
Wicked angel, I see your thorns,
Wicked angel, I feel your scorn,
Wicked angel, so forlorn,
Wicked angel, heart so torn
And now, I know where I must be,
in this place I fail to see,
what's right in front of me,
off the beaten path I'm free
In these times, of doing what we're told,
we're left alone in a world so cold,
now it's time, to break the mold,
wicked angel, your lie unfolds
I feel the heat, but not the blade,
I've buried my head, too deep for shade,
and now I know why my vision fades,
but this price, I've already paid
In these times, of doing what we're told,
we're left alone in a world so cold,
now it's time, to break the mold,
wicked angel, your lie unfolds
poem by Corey Culler
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Sworn to Groove
I'm sworn...
To groove.
And to pat my feet.
To a beat repeating.
Sworn to groove.
And to funk!
To stomp with a-jumpin'.
I'm...
Ssssworn to groove.
And to sweat in heat...
Releasing fever deep.
That's got me rockin'
To get out-of-my-seat!
Oh...
Sworn to groove.
Feel the rhythm meant,
Not-for-skimpy-limpers'!
Or for wimps,
Who can not be convinced...
To move.
I'm
Ssssworn to groove.
Oh oh
And everyday,
I anticipate it.
Not a moment...
Do-I-waste.
Or contemplate a milli-second,
Sitting back to wait.
And I see people...
Keep their booties up to pace.
Hoping what their mamas gave them,
Doesn't ache to break.
Oh...
Sworn to groove.
Feel the rhythm meant,
That's not-for-skimpy-limpers'!
And to sweat in heat...
Releasing fever deep.
And to pat my feet.
To a beat repeating.
I've been ssssworn to groove.
Oh oh!
And everyday,
I anticipate it.
Not a moment...
Do-I-waste.
Or contemplate a milli-second,
Sitting back to wait,
For you!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Psalm 94
They devise evil against your people
They are wicked in all of their ways
They do not consider your coming
The are foolish for all of their days
They sit on the throne of iniquity
And pass laws to benefit their own
They know nothing of God or HIs glory
They know not of the righteous throne
The Lord will uphold the weak
And those that are caught in a flood
He will cut off the wicked and greedy
And restore righteous for innocent blood
poem by Frank McEleny
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Wicked Teacher
Experience a wicked teacher
You push us into test
And examine our stuff
Before you begin to teach
How rigid you are
Your lessons linger on
Your scars never fade
Your memory ever fresh
Experience a wicked teacher
You don’t care about age
You teach the young
And warn the old
Experience a wicked teacher
You don’t pity our scars
But leave us with time
To bind our wound
Experience a wicked teacher
You never stop your test
Often we dodge it
But to meet it ahead.
poem by Seun Bewaji
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We shall have to repent in this generation , not so much for the evil deeds of the wicked people, but for the appalling silence of the good people.
quote by Martin Luther King
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Death Is Wicked
death is wicked,
oh death why are you so wicked?
you are so wicked that
you took away our beloved ones
without thinking about it
living us sorrows
and loneliness
oh death why are you
so terrible
that you took away
our beloved heros
without giving us
the chance to thank them
for their good work
oh death,
you are the most awful thing
in life,
we hate you!
we will hate you
till the day you will stop
taking our hearts away
from us
poem by Esther Obeng
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