He that shuns trifles must shun the world.
quote by George Chapman
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It is the mark of great people to treat trifles as trifles and important matters as important.
quote by Doris Lessing
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Song. Despair
Ask not the pallid stranger's woe,
With beating heart and throbbing breast,
Whose step is faltering, weak, and slow,
As though the body needed rest.--
Whose 'wildered eye no object meets,
Nor cares to ken a friendly glance,
With silent grief his bosom beats,--
Now fixed, as in a deathlike trance.
Who looks around with fearful eye,
And shuns all converse with man kind,
As though some one his griefs might spy,
And soothe them with a kindred mind.
A friend or foe to him the same,
He looks on each with equal eye;
The difference lies but in the name,
To none for comfort can he fly.--
'Twas deep despair, and sorrow’s trace,
To him too keenly given,
Whose memory, time could not efface--
His peace was lodged in Heaven.--
He looks on all this world bestows,
The pride and pomp of power,
As trifles best for pageant shows
Which vanish in an hour.
When torn is dear affection's tie,
Sinks the soft heart full low;
It leaves without a parting sigh,
All that these realms bestow.
JUNE, 1810.
poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley
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The Lass With The Delicate Air
Timid and smiling, beautiful and shy,
She drops her head at every passer bye.
Afraid of praise she hurries down the streets
And turns away from every smile she meets.
The forward clown has many things to say
And holds her by the gown to make her stay,
The picture of good health she goes along,
Hale as the morn and happy as her song.
Yet there is one who never feels a fear
To whisper pleasing fancies in her ear;
Yet een from him she shuns a rude embrace,
And stooping holds her hands before her face,--
She even shuns and fears the bolder wind,
And holds her shawl, and often looks behind.
poem by John Clare
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Sonnet: Self-Meditation
If when you close your eyes, this world is gone,
An inner world comes into your purview;
And when you close your ears while all alone,
This world anew, you can better review.
And when your skin’s benumbed, outer world’s lost,
You can now look better into your mind;
The world inside has become yours and vast;
The things you yearned for, you can always find.
Now, when you blank your mind, this world too wanes;
A tranquil state prevails one never felt!
Without sadness or joy, trifles or pains;
Now, hold your breath and things will tend to melt.
Self-meditation makes a man feel God,
For, deep within his heart, resides the Lord!
poem by John Celes
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A Man in Love
L'Homme qui ne se trouve point, et ne se trouvera jamais.
The man who feels the dear disease,
Forgets himself, neglects to please,
The crowd avoids, and seeks the groves,
And much he thinks when much he loves;
Press'd with alternate hope and fear,
Sighs in her absence, sighs when near.
The gay, the fond, the fair, the young,
Those trifles pass unseen along,
To him a pert insipid throng.
But most he shuns the vain coquette;
Contemns her false affected wit:
The minstrel's sound, the flowing bowl,
Oppress and hurt the amorous soul.
'Tis solitude alone can please,
And give some intervals of ease.
He feeds the soft distemper there,
And fondly courts the distant fair;
To balls the silent shade prefers,
And hates all other charms but hers.
When thus your absent swain can do,
Molly, you may believe him true.
poem by Lady Mary Wortley Montagu
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No Tobacco Day
Shun…
The leaf that makes most men to smoke;
The smoke that’s puffed, poisoning the air;
What stains the teeth and gums, hair, nails, hair;
Substance abused from ancient times;
Shun…
What kills the young and old addicts;
The frond that causes cancers galore;
What is ingested, snuffed and smoked;
The first cash-crop that steals coffers.
Shun…
The dark that clouds the light of lives;
The joy short-lived that shortens life;
The poison that aborts the child;
The evil that bewitches most.
Shun…
The habit that one rarely quits.
The smoke that steals the air from lungs;
The weed that cuts the thread of life;
The vice that drives away virtues.
(31-05-2011)
poem by John Celes
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I do all the evil I can before I learn to shun it? Is it not enough to know the evil to shun it? If not, we should be sincere enough to admit that we love evil too well to give it up.
quote by Mohandas Gandhi
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Killing unavoidable
Shun the things made of wood.
You will have saved the trees.
Shun the fabrics made of silk.
You will have saved the worms.
Can you abstain from killing
Mosquitoes and cockroaches?
29.05.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Reading Of Life--The Vital Choice
I.
Or shall we run with Artemis
Or yield the breast to Aphrodite?
Both are mighty;
Both give bliss;
Each can torture if divided;
Each claims worship undivided,
In her wake would have us wallow.
II.
Youth must offer on bent knees
Homage unto one or other;
Earth, the mother,
This decrees;
And unto the pallid Scyther
Either points us shun we either
Shun or too devoutly follow.
poem by George Meredith
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Lost In A Lost World
I woke today, I was crying
Lost in a lost world
So many people are dying
Lost in a lost world
Some of them are living an illusion
Bounded by the darkness of their minds
In their eyes its nation, against nation, against nation
With racial pride
Sounds...
Thinking only of themselves
They shun the light
(shun the light)
They think theyre right
(think theyre right)
Living in their empty shells
Oh, can you see their bodies thrashing
(so many people, so many people)
Crashing down around their feet
Angry people in the street
Telling them theyve had their fill
Of politics, people who kill
Grow... the seed of evolution
(so many people, so many people)
Revolution everyone
Its just another form of gun
To do again what they have done
Let all our brothers come and get some
(so many people, so many people)
Everywhere you go you see them searching
Everywhere you turn you feel the pain
Everyone is looking for the answers
Well look again, come on my friend
Love will find us in the end
Come on my friend
(on my friend)
Weve got to bend
(got to bend)
Down on our knees and say a prayer
Oh, can you see the world is pining
(so many people, so many people)
Pining for someone who really cares enough to share his love
With all of us so we can be
An ever loving family
Have we forgotten who loves who
(so many people, so many people)
Children from a family tree
Thats longer than a centipede
Started long ago when you and i
Where only love....
(so many people, so many people)
I woke today, I was crying
Lost in a lost world
So many people are dying
Lost in a lost world
So many people, so many people
People lost in a lost world
So many people, so many people
People lost in a lost world
song performed by by Moody Blues
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Jesus ability
He's the Coach
i can easily approach
the Mentor
who sent her
(excellent spirit minister)
the Teacher
of this very human creature
a Friend
whose love
puts me and the world
on the mend
the Doer, Potter
in us, his clay
at work and play
Desire of nations
None He shuns
He's Jesus
Light and Life of the world
Creator of the Universe
from invisible substance unfurled
Savior HIs Father did send
Ability to all - does lend
Lifter of spirits when down
He won't leave when others leave
He'll stick around
there is no permanent 'End'
He will always be with us
and strongly Defend
poem by Harlan Simantel
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The law does not concern itself about trifles.
The wise person often shuns society for fear of being bored.
quote by Jean de la Bruyere
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The Cold, Dark Wind
A cold wind blows 'cross the mountainside
Clouds fill the sky
Overcoming with their dark'ning might
Beasts of darkness that shun the light
Only come out when the wind blows 'cross the night sky
Gath'ring the beasts of darkness that shun the light
Mighty, mighty
Storms igniting
Ever-changing with the cold wind
That blows through the trees
An unknown evil has a grip on this world
With a dreadful fate is about to show
That there is good, but more is sin
Left to fly with that cold, dark wind
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My Trinity
For all good friends who care to read,
here let me lyre my living creed . . .
One: you may deem me Pacifist,
For I've no sympathy with strife.
Like hell I hate the iron fist,
And shun the battle-ground of life.
The hope of peace is dear to me,
And I to Christian faith belong,
Holding that breath should sacred be,
And War is always wrong.
Two: Universalist am I
And dream a world that's frontier free,
With common tongue and common tie,
Uncurst by nationality;
Where colour, creed and class are one,
And lowly folk are lifted high;
Where every breed beneath the sun
Is equal in God's eye.
Three: you may call me Naturist,
For green glade is my quiet quest;
The path of progress I have missed,
And shun the city's sore unrest.
A world that's super-civilized
Is one of worry, want and woe;
In leafy lore let me be wised
And back to Nature go.
Well, though you may but half agree,
Behold my trusty Trinity
poem by Robert William Service
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Leaving Everything
my mind filled with thoughts
my eyes filled with tears
leaving everything behind
i want to shun from these fears
my numb feet once were in ecstasy
my decrepit heart once was gay
leaving everything behind
i want to shun from this dreary
i braced to tackle
to lavish this pain
but something is hampering
making me to dawdle
the moving finger i beg
leaving everything behind
i want to run from this all
leaving everything behind
leaving everything behind
poem by Gule Rukhsar
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