The noblest spirit is most strongly attracted by the love of glory.
quote by James A. Baldwin
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Sonnet LVIII: In Former Times
In former times such as had store of coin,
In wars at home, or when for conquests bound,
For fear that some their treasure should purloin,
Gave it to keep to spirits within the ground,
And to attend it them as strongly tied
Till they return'd; home when they never came,
Such as by art to get the same have tried
From the strong Spirit by no means force the same;
Nearer men come, that further flies away,
Striving to hold it strongly in the deep.
E'en as this Spirit, so you alone do play
With those rich beauties Heav'n gives you to keep;
Pity, so left to the coldness of your blood,
Not to avail you, nor do the others good.
poem by Michael Drayton
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My Glory Is Not The Glory of God
MY GLORY IS NOT THE GLORY OF G-D
My glory is not the glory of G-d
I do not know what the glory of God is-
I do not know my own glory.
Glory glory glory
What’s glory?
We are small lost souls in a space and time so far beyond us
It is difficult to imagine
Even God knows how to deal with it.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Washington. On Huntington's picture of Washington crossing the Alleghany in early life
More proudly on thy winding course,
Dark Alleghany! flow;
The noblest burden thou couldst bear
Is on thy waters now.
But calm be every turbid wave,
And hushed be wind and storm:
There lies a Nation's destiny
Within that gallant form.
A spirit that shall stem a tide
More deep and dark than thine;
That on a night of War shall bid
The star of Victory shine.
A spirit that through coming time
Shall bear a hallowed name;
The glory of old conquerors
Shall pale before his fame.
And young Ambition on his course
Shall turn his eagle eye;
And men invoke his sainted shade
In threat'ning anarchy.
No baleful meteor shall he be,
To dazzle from afar;
But in the firmament of Fame
A fixed, a polar star!
poem by Anne Lynch Botta from Poems (1848)
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Long Live Love
(valerie avon/harold spiro)
Long, long live love
Love is to care
Caring and sharing
Long, long live love
All the kids like ten tin soldiers in a row
Followed hand in hand
Sister anna carrying the banner for the sally annie band
Singing songs of praise and glory
We all learn to love their story
Good things are coming to you
Glory, glory hallelujah
Long, long live love
As long as we live
Living and giving
Long, long live love
On a wet day, dry day, great to be alive day
Brother takes the stand
Cymbals ringing, everybody singing with the sally annie band
Just a band of happy people
Teaching, preaching love is equal
When you feel the spirit move you
Glory, glory hallelujah
Long, long live love
Love is to care
Caring and sharing
Long, long live love, love, love, love, love
Ohhh
Long, long live love
As long as we live
Living forgiving
Long, long live love
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Freedom is one of the deepest and noblest aspirations of the human spirit.
quote by Ronald Reagan
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In men of the highest character and noblest genius there is to be found an insatiable desire for honour, command, power, and glory.
Do what thy manhood bids thee do, from none but self expect applause He noblest lives and noblest dies who makes and keeps his self-made laws.
quote by Richard Francis Burton
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Do what thy manhood bids thee do, from none but self expect applause; He noblest lives and noblest dies who makes and keeps his self-made laws.
quote by Richard Francis Burton
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Be a sinner and sin strongly, but more strongly have faith and rejoice in Christ.
quote by Martin Luther
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EV'RY youth for love's sweet portion sighs,
Ev'ry maiden sighs to win man's love;
Why, alas! should bitter pain arise
From the noblest passion that we prove?
Thou, kind soul, bewailest, lov'st him well,
From disgrace his memory's saved by thee;
Lo, his spirit signs from out its cell:
BE A MAN, NOR SEEK TO FOLLOW ME.
poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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Maybe You Should Do More With That Rabbit
Out of all tricks I've seen you perform,
The one I love best...
Is the one you do,
That makes me want to believe...
I can be attracted to you.
And it is funny too.
You should keep that as part of your act.
'It's not meant to be funny.
I am attracted to you.
Maybe I should develop the intent.'
Oh.
OH!
Well...
Maybe you should do more with that rabbit.
And cut out the comedy!
Or maybe not do magic at all.
And stay with the comedy.
Since it is apparent,
A lot of magic in your routine is lacking.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Light Breeze
As regards feeling pain, like a hand cut in battle,
consider the body a robe you wear.
When you meet someone you love, do you kiss their clothes? Search out who's inside.
Union with God is sweeter than body comforts.
We have hands and feet different from these. Sometimes in dream we see them.
That is not illusion. It's seeing truly. You do have a spirit body;
don't dread leaving the physical one. Sometimes someone feels this truth so strongly that he or she can live in mountain solitude totally refreshed.
The worried, heroic doings of men and women seem weary and futile to dervishes enjoying the light breeze of spirit.
Somebody Touched Me
(first release, live version portsmouth, england, september 24, 2000traditional, arranged by bob dylan)
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen!
Would you please welcome columbia recording artist bob dylan.
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
While I was praying, somebody touched me,
While I was praying, somebody touched me,
While I was praying, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
Well, it was on a sunday, somebody touched me,
It was on a sunday, somebody touched me,
It was on a sunday, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Tess
The free fair life that has never been mine, the glory that might have been,
If I were what you seem to be and what I may not be !
I know I walk upon the earth, but a dreadful wall between
My spirit and your spirit lies, your joy and my misery.
The angels that lie watching us, the little human play,
What deem they of the laughter and the tears that flow apart ?
When a word of man is a woman's doom do they turn and wonder and say,
'Ah ! Why has God made love so great that love must burst her heart ?'
poem by Isaac Rosenberg
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I'm the kind of person who just can't wait to get on a train and not know where I'm going. I definitely want to live life to the fullest. And that's the type of man I'm attracted to - somebody with that spontaneous spirit.
quote by Summer Altice
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Coney Island Baby
You know, man, when I was a young man in high school
You believe in or not I wanted to play football for the coach
And all those older guys
They said he was mean and cruel, but you know
Wanted to play football for the coach
They said I was to little too light weight to play line-backer
So I say Im playing right-end
Wanted to play football for the coach
cause, you know some day, man
You gotta stand up straight unless youre gonna fall
Then youre gone to die
And the straightest dude
I ever knew was standing right for me all the time
So I had to play football for the coach
And I wanted to play football for the coach
When youre all alone and lonely
In your midnight hour
And you find that your soul
Its been up for sale
And you begin to think bout
All the things that youve done
And you begin to hate
Just bout everything
But remember the princess who lived on the hill
Who loved you even though she knew you was wrong
And right now she just might come shining through
And the -
- glory of love, glory of love
Glory of love, just might come through
And all your two-bit friends
Have gone and ripped you off
Theyre talking behind your back saying, man
Youre never going to be no human being
And you start thinking again
bout all those things that youve done
And who it was and what it was
And all the different things you made every different scene
Ahhh, but remember that the city is a funny place
Something like a circus or a sewer
And just remember different people have peculiar tastes
And the -
- glory of love, the glory of love
The glory of love, might see you through
Yeah, but now, now
Glory of love, the glory of love
The glory of love, might see you through
Glory of love, ah, huh, huh, the glory of love
Glory of love, glory of love
Glory of love, now, glory of love, now
Glory of love, now, now, now, glory of love
Glory of love, give it to me now, glory of love see you through
Oh, my coney island baby, now
(Im a coney island baby, now)
Id like to send this one out for lou and rachel
And all the kids and p.s. 192
Coney island baby
Man, Id swear, Id give the whole thing up for you
song performed by by Lou Reed
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The Memorial
Beyond compare the monument I have erected,
And to this spirit column well-worn the people's path,--
Its head defiant will out-soar that famous pillar
The Emperor Alexander hath!
I shall not vanish wholly,--No! but young forever
My spirit will live on, within my lyre will ring,
And men within this world shall hold me in remembrance
While yet one Singer lives to sing.
My glory shall in future fly through distant Russia,
Each race in its own tongue shall name me far and wide,
The Slav, the Finn, the Kalmyk, all shall know me--
The Tungoose in his reindeer hide.
Among my people I shall be long loved and cherished,
Because their noblest instincts I have e'er inflamed,
In evil hours I lit their hearts with fires of freedom,
And never for their pleasures blamed.
O Muse, pursue the calling of thy Gods forever!
Strive not for the garland, nor look upon the pain--
Unmoved support the voice of scorn or of laudation,
And argument with Fools disdain!
poem by Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
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Joana
You are my glory and joy,
You are my love and peace,
You are my hope and care,
Even though i am absent in the flesh,
I am with you in spirit!
Tribulations will come but,
I will never leave you my love;
And beware of those who lead you away like a prize.
To fall into various temptations is part of man,
And of your beauty as laid down to me;
For you are my glory and joy on this side of the river.
Open your love always to me and let me direct you,
And be on guard that no one takes you away from me;
For the mount of your love is like the mount of your peace.
Joana is your name so sweet and you are full of joy and passion,
So be on your guard that no one takes you away like a prize;
For i wm in love with you and i need your romance!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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So I think rather than being attracted so much now to working with my heroes, I'm sort of more attracted to working with completely unlikely strangers because it's more exciting really.
Love Without Ceasing
Love without ceasing
It has no end
Your my Lord and my Savior
My Master, my friend
I could travel to a distant planet
And I would find you there
I could sail the seven sea's
And know that you are everywhere
The deepest depths, the Highest heights
No matter where I go
You are there in all your glory
And in your Spirit I must flow.
You are the Morning star, The rising sun
You set my heart ablaze
I can do nothing more but stand in awe
And sing of your glory and Grace
poem by Frank McEleny
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