Between Scott on the earlier side and Dickens and Thackeray on the other, there was an immense production of novels, illustrated by not a few names which should rank high in the second class, while some would promote more than one of them to the first.
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I heard Thackeray thank Heaven for the purity of Dickens. I thanked Heaven for the purity of a greater than Dickens - Thackeray himself.
quote by Goldwin Smith
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Get Rid Of
Rid the Human World of rank and class distinction than those we need something more fair
Get rid of the titles of the Sirs and Madams and tax to the hilt every millionaire and billionaire
And strive for to alleviate the pain of poverty the poverty afflicting the poor
I disagree with those who say that poverty is like an incurable disease since for poverty there is a cure.
Get rid of Monarchies and the snobbery that goes with them privilege by right of birth does seem wrong
You poet there's a place for you in this only laud the unsung in your song
And with your pen try to drag down those tall poppies who seek to conquer and divide
The poor need you more than the rich do they need one like you on their side.
Get rid of those big bureaucracies that only serve the wealthy and privileged few
And promote the spirit of egalitarianism and give everybody their due
If in death all people are equal why not they be equal in life
All I see are greed and corruption in a World where rank and class distinction are rife.
Get rid of all war-men and terrorists because of them far too many have died
Our dream of an Earthly Utopia by these sort of people destroyed
We all were born naked and helpless and before we walked we learned how to crawl
And promote the things that unite us the right to a fair go for all.
poem by Francis Duggan
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A Victorian Superstar
A literary genius was born this day
Charles John Huffam Dickens was he
two hundred years ago in 1812
he wrote great classics like Nicholas Nickleby.
Writing by candlelight using quill and ink
he created stories that will never end
great characters like Oliver Twist and Scrooge
and novels such as Little Dorrit and Our Mutual Friend.
On his shoulder perched Grip his pet Raven
at his feet his dog Timber Doodle would sit
as Dickens wrote for hours and hours
about the exploits of Edwin Drood and Martin Chuzzlewit.
If he was alive today he'd be bigger than Elvis
then again he was way ahead of his time
living in the harsh Victorian era
he would write about corruption, poverty, and crime.
He liked to give his characters wacky names
inspired by people on the streets and in the pub
like Jerry Cruncher, Mr Fang, Horatio Fizkin,
Toby Crackit, Mrs Spittletoes, and Gabriel Grub.
So happy birthday Mr Dickens and many thanks
for your great books and characters full of fun
these novels are still being enjoyed today
so long live A Christmas Carol and Dombey and Son.
Charles Dickens born 7th of February 1812.
poem by Kevin Halls
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The Gentlemen of Dickens
The gentlemen of Dickens
Were mostly very poor,
And innocent of grammar,
And of parentage obscure;
But rich or poor or thriving,
Of high or lowly birth,
The gentlemen of Dickens
Were the grandest on the earth.
The gentlemen of Dickens,
They wore no fancy names—
Like Reginald or Percy
Fitzgerald or FitzJames;
But names for fools to laugh at,
That sound like hob-nailed boots,
Like Newman Noggs and Knubbles,
Toodles and Mr Toots.
They’d little save their kindness,
Their honesty and truth;
They mostly came embarrassed,
And stammering and uncouth;
But the gentlemen of Dickens,
Their women and their girls,
Could speak their minds if need be
To ladies and to earls.
But one who wore a title
A lesson, too, could teach:
Lord Feenix—Cousin Feenix
Of wandering legs and speech.
O he might teach a lesson
A gentleman could give,
Where he stands by his “lovely
And accomplished relative”.
The gentlemen of Dickens
Were gamblers now and then
(And looked upon the ladies,
No doubt, like other men);
And some of them were drunkards,
It cannot be denied;
But one washed all their sins away
When Sidney Carton died.
The gentlemen of Dickens
Are round us here to-day,
For their self-sacrificing
Brave spirits live for aye.
They cheer my heart and lift it,
They set my blood aglow,
For I was once a gentleman,
Though it was years ago.
poem by Henry Lawson
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A Change Of Time!
A change of time changes everything in life!
Glorious poetry turned into prose for use earlier;
Stories, novels and articles ruled prominent;
With the coming of computer poetry resurrected!
Now everybody enjoys indulging in poetry for fun;
Articles, stories and novels are superseded by poetry!
Many poetry websites entertain new poets daily;
Many enjoy poetry reading and writing at anytime!
Poetry has become cheap product for all to use;
Nobody thought that such a thing could happen!
Nobody buys poetry books but novels and magazines;
Is poetry a use and throw material only in market now?
The things that cannot be expressed in stories, novels
Are done in poetry to satisfy heart, thought and spirit!
poem by Ramesh T A
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There's a high school in Camden, New Jersey, I call the Jill Scott School. It's the Camden Creative Arts High School. Those teachers and kids are so passionate about what they do, and 98 percent of the senior class went on to college.
quote by Jill Scott
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You Must Be A Lame
women you act high class,
richer then a speed past,
can't even say hey,
when you past by,
now you look like,
a stuck up fool,
look what school taught you,
to act like you better girl,
with all your cheddar girl,
I'm here to tell you,
go get a life,
you got on my bad side,
with all that high class,
think you better then,
everybody else crap,
girl you need some,
new lessons stop protesting,
you call us men lames,
because how we do to you,
look at how you act,
women you so high class,
that you think you have,
more empowerment then god,
that's your butt,
because it will be grass,
so I guess,
you must be a lame,
as you call me lame.
poem by Tommy Laster
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Cosmic Monsters Inc.
How big is life?
Can it ride like the butterfly?
Star in the dust
Rocketman
Supersky
Sugar the hill
Explode and never die
I think I will
Come on take it! high
I gotta, o yeah! so high
I gotta, o yeah! come on! so loosely illustrated
A trick of light I demonstrated right to you what you do!
How high is up?
Can it reach at the butterfly?
Rise in the howl hit me cold
Supersky
Witness the kill explode! never die
I think I will
Come on take it! high
I gotta, o yeah! so high
I gotta, o yeah! come on! so loosely illustrated
A trick of light I demonstrated right to you
What you do! yeah!
Deaf to the ear
Fat city sang
Bloody ma growls concentrate the bang
Broadway do
The winter kills
Astro
Creepn you until
Overcome the devil
Deluxe the game
One, sweep, spun i got no name, a paper thin cut
On the edge of hell
Wrestle with heaven but I never fell
Sink to a level realize no direction
West of the moon
I got no reflection
Blood on the stone I do not surrender
Waitn for someone I do not remember
Yeah! I gotta, o yeah! come on! so high
I gotta, o yeah! come on! so loosely illustrated
A trick of light I demonstrated right to you
What you do
Cosmic monsters waited
Turn around incorporated
Right to...
song performed by by White Zombie
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Cosmic Monsters, Inc.
How big is life? can it ride like the butterfly? star in the
Dust - rocketman - supersky - sugar on the hill - explode and
Never die - I think I will - come on take it! high - I gotta o
Yeah! so high - I gotta o yeah! come on! so loosely
Illustrated - a trick of light - I demonstrated right to
You what you do! how high is up? can it reach at the
Butterfly? rise in the howl hit me
Cold - supersky - witness the kill
Explode! never die - I think I will -
Come on! take it! high - I gotta o
Yeah! so high - I gotta o yeah! come
On! so loosely illustrated - a trick
Of light - I demonstrated right to
You - what you do - yeah! deaf to
The ear - fat city slang - bloody ma
Growls concentrate the bang -
Broadway do - the winter kills -
Astro-creepn you until-overcome
The devil - deluxe the game - one,
Sweep, spun I got no name a
Paper thin cut - on the edge of hell
- wrestle with heaven but I never
Fell - sink to a level realize no direction - west of the
Moon - I got no reflection - blood on the stone I do not
Surrender - waitn for someone I do not remember -
Yeah! I gotta - o yeah! come on! so high - I gotta o yeah!
Come on! so loosely illustrated - a trick of light i
Demonstrated right to you - what you do - cosmic
Monsters waited - turn around incorporated - right to...
song performed by by Rob Zombie
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Tales From The Scarecrow Man
How big is life?
Can it ride like the butterfly?
Star in the dust
Rocketman
Supersky
Sugar the hill
Explode and never die
I think I will
Come on take it! High
I gotta, O yeah! So high
I gotta, O yeah! Come on! So loosely illustrated
A trick of light I demonstrated right to you what you do!How high is up?
Can it reach at the butterfly?
Rise in the howl hit me cold
Supersky
Witness the kill explode! Never die
I think I will
Come on take it! High
I gotta, O yeah! So high
I gotta, O yeah! Come on! So loosely illustrated
A trick of light I demonstrated right to youWhat you do! Yeah!
Deaf to the ear
Fat city sang
Bloody Ma growls
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It is to the middle-class we must look for the safety of England.
quote by William Makepeace Thackeray
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The middle class
Illicit relation is easy
In lower and upper classes, where
Rank is too low or too high to mind.
Only the middle class prohibits it.
17.12.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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There's an expectation these days that novels - like any other consumer product - should be made on a production line, with one dropping from the conveyor belt every couple of years.
quote by Donna Tartt
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To E-
Let Folly smile, to view the names
Of thee and me in friendship twined;
Yet Virtue will have greater claims
To love, than rank with vice combined.
And though unequal is thy fate,
Since title deck’d my higher birth!
Yet envy not this gaudy state;
Thine is the pride of modest worth.
Our souls at least congenial meet,
Nor can thy lot my rank disgrace;
Our intercourse is not less sweet,
Since worth of rank supplies the place.
poem by Byron (1802)
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To E
Let Folly smile, to view the names
Of thee and me in friendship twined;
Yet Virtue will have greater claims
To love, than rank with vice combined.
And though unequal is thy fate,
Since title deck'd my higher claims
Yet envy not this gaudy state;
Thine is the pride of modest worth.
Our souls at least congenial meet,
Nor can thy lot my rank disgrace;
Our intercourse is not less sweet,
Since worth of rank supplies the place.
November 1802
It's not proper for a professor to go before a class and promote one party or another. That's not academic scholarship.
Break On Through #2
You know the day destroys the night
Night divides the day
Tried to run
Tried to hide
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Chased our plea here
Dug our trea there
Still recall
Time we cried
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through, yeah!
Wow!
Wow!
Everybody loves my baby
Everybody loves my baby
She get
She get
She get
She get high
She get high. she get high.
She get high. she get high.
The woman get high. the woman get high.
She get high. baby, get high.
She get high. she get high.
The woman get high. she get high.
She get high. baby, so high.
She get high. she get high.
The woman get high. she get high.
Wow!
She get high. she get high.
I found an island in your arms
Country in your eyes
Arms that chain us
Eyes that lie
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through, yeah!
All right!
Yeah, made the scene
Week to week
Day to day
Hour to hour
The gate is straight
Deep and wide
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through
Break on through
Break on through
Break on through
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Better Class Of Losers
I'm getting out of this high-rise penthouse suite
Where we pretend life's rosy and sweet
I'm going back to the folks that I used to know
Where everyone is what they seems to be
And these high-class friends that you like to hang around
When they look my way they're always looking down
I'm tired of spending every dime I make
To finance this way of life I've learned to hate
(Chorus)
I'm going back to a better class of loser
This up-town living's really got me down
I need friends who don't pay their bills on home computers
And who buy their coffee beans already ground
You think it's disgraceful that they drink three-dollar wine
But a better class of loser suits me fine
You say the grass is greener on the other side
From where I stand I can't see grass at all
And the concrete and the steel won't change the way you feel
It takes more than caviar to have a ball
(Repeat chorus)
You think it's disgraceful that they drink three-dollar wine
But a better class of loser suits me fine
song performed by by Randy Travis
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In societies where modern conditions of production prevail, all of life presents itself as an immense accumulation of spectacles. Everything that was directly lived has moved away into a representation.
quote by Guy Debord
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Better Class Of Loser
Im getting out of this high-rise penthouse suite
Where we pretend lifes rosy and sweet
Im going back to the folks that I used to know
Where everyone is what they seems to be
And these high-class friends that you like to hang around
When they look my way theyre always looking down
Im tired of spending every dime I make
To finance this way of life Ive learned to hate
(chorus)
Im going back to a better class of loser
This up-town livings really got me down
I need friends who dont pay their bills on home computers
And who buy their coffee beans already ground
You think its disgraceful that they drink three-dollar wine
But a better class of loser suits me fine
You say the grass is greener on the other side
From where I stand I cant see grass at all
And the concrete and the steel wont change the way you feel
It takes more than caviar to have a ball
(repeat chorus)
You think its disgraceful that they drink three-dollar wine
But a better class of loser suits me fine
song performed by by Randy Travis
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