On a very gloomy dismal day, just such a one as it ought to be, I went to see Westminster Abbey.
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As I passed along the side walls of Westminster Abbey, I hardly saw any thing but marble monuments of great admirals, but which were all too much loaded with finery and ornaments, to make on me at least, the intended impression.
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Westminster Abbey, the Tower, a steeple, one church, and then another, presented themselves to our view; and we could now plainly distinguish the high round chimneys on the tops of the houses, which yet seemed to us to form an innumerable number of smaller spires, or steeples.
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It Is All About Us
13 wives for the kinf of Swaziland,
With oriental minds to respect his muse;
But it is all about us in Africa! !
Yourkshire Puddings,
With words from the Westminster Abbey! !
But this story is all about us in Africa;
And like your love dedicated to the king.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Concrete Abbey.
Concrete Abbey.
Abbey took the pain, she took the sorrow.
Look at her now; it’s easy to face tomorrow.
She was lost and confused,
But she knew what she had to do.
She left her shack,
She would never come back.
She went far away,
Abbey knew only one place to stay.
Grandfather was in shock when he saw Abbey,
She knew she would finally be happy.
Abbey took her pain and threw it as far as she could,
She broke the concrete like she knew she would.
She let Mr. Happy back into her life,
And forgot what Mr. Sorrow was like.
poem by Bethany Jeffreys
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Ode to London
London where parliament convenes,
Home of the pearly kings and queens,
Crowds of people on shopping sprees,
Remember to mind the gap please,
Cockneys bound by ringing Bow bells,
The streets where the Spring Heeled Jack dwells,
Set to the clockwork of Big Ben,
Soon the royal guards change again,
Great treasures such as the crown jewels,
Westminster abbey and st. Paul's,
Road traffic crammed with red buses,
Every other local cusses,
Around the snaking River Thames,
History of the big smoke stems,
Grim streets that have charm regardless,
To the plush Buckingham Palace.
poem by Christian Lacdael
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View The Dragon
View the powerful dragons of this century,
Find their names and view the common logic,
Chew the warehouse with its smoke and abbey.
With computers define the current times abnormally,
Fence in the animals too good and heroic,
View the powerful dragons of this century.
May winter complete nothing of itself as an absentee,
Religion carries the videos and classics heraldic,
Chew the warehouse with its smoke and abbey.
My terms of the moon are foods from absurdity,
Keeping individuals of theology who are heretic,
View the powerful dragons of this century.
Zoology states classes and categories that are lively,
Horns sound on the way to what is hectic,
Chew the warehouse with its smoke and abbey.
My decision guesses as thawing carries on limitlessly,
This day we mar the region of skin that is ironic,
View the powerful dragons of this century,
Chew the warehouse with its smoke and abbey.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Misery Machine
Man in the front got a sinister grin, careen down highway 666
We wanna go, crush the slow, as the pitchfork bends the needles grow
My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement
Were gonna ride to the abbey of the ema, to the abbey of the ema
Blood is pavement
The grill in the front is my sinister grin, bugs in my teeth make me sick sick sick
The objects may be larger than they appear in the mirror
My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement
Were gonna ride to the abbey of the ema, to the abbey of the ema
Blood is pavement
When you ride youre ridden, when you ride youre ridden
I am fueled by filth and fury
Do what I will, I will hurry there, there
My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement
Blood is pavement
song performed by by Marilyn Manson
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Gloomy Sunday
Carter / s. lewis / r. seress
Sunday is gloomy,
My hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows
I live with are numberless
Little white flowers
Will never awaken you
Not where the black coaches
Sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thoughts
Of ever returning you
Wouldnt they be angry
If I thought of joining you?
Gloomy sunday
Gloomy is sunday,
With shadows I spend it all
My heart and i
Have decided to end it all
Soon therell be candles
And prayers that are said I know
But let them not weep
Let them know that Im glad to go
Death is no dream
For in death Im caressin you
With the last breath of my soul
Ill be blessin you
Gloomy sunday
Dreaming, I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you asleep
In the deep of my heart here
Darling I hope
That my dream never haunted you
My heart is tellin you
How much I wanted you
Gloomy sunday
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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Gloomy Sunday
Sunday is gloomy,
My hours are slumberless,
Dearest, the shadows I live with are numberless
Little white flowers will never awaken you
Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thought of ever returning you
Would they be angry if I thought of joining you
Gloomy sunday
Sunday is gloomy
With shadows I spend it all
My heart and I have decided to end it all
Soon therell be flowers and prayers that are sad,
I know, let them not weep,
Let them know that Im glad to go
Death is no dream,
For in death Im caressing you
With the last breath of my soul Ill be blessing you
Gloomy sunday
Dreaming
I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you
Asleep in the deep of
My heart
Dear
Darling I hope that my dream never haunted you
My heart is telling you how much I wanted you
Gloomy sunday
song performed by by Heather Nova
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Gloomy Sunday
Sunday is gloomy, my hours are slumberless
Dearest, the shadows I live with are numberless
Little white flowers will never awaken you
Not when the black coach of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thought of ever returning you
Would they be angry if I thought of joining you?
Gloomy sunday
Gloomy is sunday, with shadows I spend it all
My heart and I have decided to end it all
Soon therell be flowers and prayers that are sad, I know
Let them not weep, let them know that Im glad to go
Death is no dream, for in death I am caressing you
With the last breath of my heart Ill be blessing you
Gloomy sunday
Dreaming, I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you asleep in the deep of my heart, deep
Darling, I hope that my dream never haunted you
My heart is telling you how much I wanted you
Gloomy sunday
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Sunk & Disorderly
I've got these Winter blues
That crept upon my being
The nights are dark and very cold
So cold I keep on peeing
This seasonal disorder
That sneaked up very quickly
Makes one feel so very low
And even sometimes sickly
These dismal, dark and gloomy nights
Cause a miserable facial expression
They make one want to stay in bed
Gives great feeling of depression
I think I'll now take to my bed
My brains gone all defective
Apparently I'm suffering ‘SAD'
A disorder that's affective!
So now I'm going to hibernate
Lie in a dormant state
Wake me when the Sun comes out
By then I'll be feeling great!
Touch but a cobweb in Westminster Hall, and the old spider of the law is out upon you with all his vermin at his heels.
Gloomy
Some people laugh in the dark,
Some people cry alone.
Some people talk without sayin a thing,
And evrything turns out gloomy.
Some people count your money,
Someone is countin your days.
And somebody got to keep track of your mind.
When evrything turns out gloomy.
Brothersll make you look sideways,
Fathersll make you look back.
And when youre done talking, you still got to shoot,
Cause evrything turns out gloomy.
Ooooooh! ooooooh!
song performed by by Creedence Clearwater Revival
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I went to the Westminster College for Men in Missouri, which is what it was called back then, and transferred to the University of Denver where I ultimately got my degree.
quote by Ted Shackelford
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after watching 'Snow Falling on Cedars
tears fell from my
eyes
prejudice & justice
do not rhyme
truth creeps slowly
on my brow
a man is convicted
not for what he is
but for what he
has done
a reflection of
Sunday
not gloomy
not gloomy at all
the sun shines
brightly on the
beach
like the truth
waving
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Royal Acrostic
What a marvelous and shiny day for a royal wedded couple.
In two simple words « I do! », two hearts are loyally tied-in at a chapel.
Loneliness is fully gone, and love’s reigning o’er their joyous life
Long live the handsome princely husband with the cute queen-to-be wife
Intimate years and years of happiness to live together, William and Kate,
Amiable and winsome kingly gentleman with an exquisite and fair queenly lady,
Mingled with a noble family name, shall e’ermore together chase their vital fate.
Coloured with much true affection, love and passion, you always will be.
Addicted to each other since eternity, I wish it would last fore’er after
Time after time, years after years, you, new royal couple, shall still be happy.
Hello from me to Your Highest Majesty as to wish you love and laughter.
Eternal life full of ne’er-ending cheerfulness for both of you.
Romance and passion in your feelings, a real and adequate affection
Insanity they would say, yet it is a genuine LOVE. Yes, it is true!
Nice wedding party I heartily hope it shall be on the day to be,
Eloquence and wiseness in the royal vow at the Westminster Abbey.
poem by Walid Boureghda
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Jolly Old England
Sultry poetry older than Chaucer
Fresh roses for Elizabeth and Victoria
Horse and carriage, chivalry
Bards and skylarks, royal carpets
Protocol with silver trays and tea
Portraits old with ancient ghosts
Castles decor the novels of romance
Gothic knights alive in immortal pages
Green Scotland, tales of noble Wales
Language like the winds of love
Young Keats and brilliant Shakespeare
J R Tolkien with his beloved Hobbits
Westminster Abbey, the Tower of London
Dracula walks your dark streets
Is Dorian Gray the soul of Oscar Wilde?
Jack the Ripper will always stalk
Myth and legend, Shelly and Byron
Oxford, Big Ben and Parliament
The Lake District with Wordsworth
Loch Ness monsters never die
Britannia rules the waves, The Albert Hall
Dickens dines with Charlotte and Emily Bronte
Robin Hood, Sir Lancelot, Sherlock Holmes
Sir Isaac Newton greets the Beatles
England the world salutes you!
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Substitute For An Epitaph
Kind Reader! take your choice to cry or laugh;
Here HAROLD lies, but where's his Epitaph?
If such you seek, try Westminster, and view
Ten thousand just as fit for him as you.
Athens
In My Life
In my life, there are many things
that I can rejoice for,
a loving family and friends by the score.
Everyday is filled with wonder,
at all the smiling faces that I see.
How could I feel gloomy,
with everything that surrounds me?
You only feel gloomy,
if you have nothing at all.
However, if there are people who care for you.
You cannot feel that way at all.
(12 June 2007)
poem by David Harris
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It could be true for M' lady Ernestine
Anselm the abbot avidly believed in bibliography.
He loved learning passionately and filled the abbey library
with scrolls and books of sacred lore and had scriveners by the score.
Who had the task of copying and reproducing everything.
Anselm decreed each monk must learn to read and write each in their turn
Although some monks were not impressed they had to learn at his behest.
Anselm the abbot’s word was law and soon the Abbey boasted more monks who were truly literate and able to communicate.
knowledge acquired painfully to other brothers easily.
Anselm had inadvertently created very probably
The very first religious school where love of learning was the rule
And so the abbey came to be more of a school than monastery
Anselm had realised his dream and risen high in the esteem
not only of the monarchy but of the church authority
The king decreed Anselm should be rewarded for his industry.
So he created Kings College where monks could pass on their knowledge.
And that’s how Oxford came to be in time a university
Where students came from far and wide to study by the riverside
A little bit of history not noted for its accuracy
I have no doubt you will agree it could well solve the mystery.
16-Dec-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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