Two urns on Jove's high throne have ever stood, the source of evil one, and one of good; from thence the cup of mortal man he fills, blessings to these, to those distributes ills; to most he mingles both.
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From The Philosopher’s Stone
Now she heard the following words sadly sung,—
“Life is a shadow that flits away
In a night of darkness and woe.”
But then would follow brighter thoughts:
“Life has the rose’s sweet perfume
With sunshine, light, and joy.”
And if one stanza sounded painfully—
“Each mortal thinks of himself alone,
Is a truth, alas, too clearly known;”
Then, on the other hand, came the answer—
“Love, like a mighty flowing stream,
Fills every heart with its radiant gleam.”
She heard, indeed, such words as these—
“In the pretty turmoil here below,
All is a vain and paltry show.”
Then came also words of comfort—
“Great and good are the actions done
By many whose worth is never known.”
And if sometimes the mocking strain reached her—
“Why not join in the jesting cry
That contemns all gifts from the throne on high?”
In the blind girl’s heart a stronger voice repeated—
“To trust in thyself and God is best,
In His holy will forever to rest.”
But the evil spirit could not see this and remain contented.
poem by Hans Christian Andersen
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I Dreamed I Moved Among The Elysian Fields
I dreamed I moved among the Elysian fields,
In converse with sweet women long since dead;
And out of blossoms which that meadow yields
I wove a garland for your living head.
Danai, that was the vessel for a day
Of golden Jove, I saw, and at her side,
Whom Jove the Bull desired and bore away,
Europa stood, and the Swan's featherless bride.
All these were mortal women, yet all these
Above the ground had had a god for guest;
Freely I walked beside them and at ease,
Addressing them, by them again addressed,
And marvelled nothing, for remembering you,
Wherefore I was among them well I knew.
poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Thaumantia and Fame
Go Thaumantia,' said Jove, 'and descend from the sky,
'For Fame's golden clarion I hear;
'Go learn what great mortal's desert is so high
'As to ask notes so loud, sweet, and clear.
The goddess in haste met the starry wing'd dame,
And demands why her notes she does raise?
'For the greatest of patriots and heroes,' said Fame,
'Tell Jove it is Washington's praise!'
poem by Ann Eliza Bleecker from The Posthumous Works of Ann Eliza Bleecker
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Nature's blessings Spring
Nature's blessings called Spring
Nature's blessings
Cherry trees in bloom
Cascades of colours
Floating into my room
Nature's blessings
Eruption of new life
Everywhere around
It's the eternal bound
Nature's blessings
Spring's awakening
Fills one with new hopes
Melting away sorrow slopes
Nature's blessings
Shy scarce sunbeams
Sense of survival
Swallow's arrival
Nature's blessings
Flowers popping up
It's time to hold on
For young and old
Nature's blessings
Cycle of every year
Winter months we bear
Now earthly warming
Nature's blessings
Worth all the gold
Nature's natural gift
To life we all hold
Nature's blessings called Spring
poem by Morhardt Carmen Mencita Monoi Angel
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Dr. Evil
Evil, evil is his one and only name
Evil, in his mind there is no other game!
When your name is Evil, that is good or so you think,
but you're so very wrong.
It's evil!
But being wrong is right, so then you're good again,
wich is the evilest thing of all...
Do you find his sudden ways, invite you? does he excite you?
If his contradictions should atract you, should he distract you?
Heaven help you then...
You're finished, it's the end...
There'll be no retrieval...
From the evil...
The evil,
he will
do.
He's evil,
he's Doctor Evil.
His name is Evil.
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Source Of Confort
God is a source of energy
God is a source of light
God is a source of love
God is a source of peace
God is a source of comfort
God is a source of hope
God is a source of freedom
God is a source of praise
poem by Aldo Kraas
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It Bothered Me
I saw a surveillance video
From a camera mounted on a public bus;
Two guys were having an augment,
But only one really wanted to fuss.
The evil guy continued to fuss.
He didn’t even know the good guys name;
He fussed and fussed and made fun,
To him it was like a game.
The good guy looked as if he wanted to leave,
That he could not believe this day;
But when he stood, to exit the bus.
The evil guy stood in his way.
The evil guy took out a knife;
That was concealed in his pocket.
All the passengers ran off the bus;
So fast, just like a rocket.
The evil guy stabbed and stabbed again
Till the good guy was on the floor.
Then he turned with haste, not looking back;
And quickly went out the door.
I couldn’t sleep for nights to come;
That video really bothered me,
I didn’t understand how the evil guy
Could attack a stranger so brutality.
That video extremely bothered me,
It made my heart so sad.
The evil guy didn’t even know the man;
If he was a husband, brother or dad.
Yes, the good guy did survive,
It was only by God’s grace.
I wonder why no one helped;
Just ran at such fast pace.
And so I ask the question today,
Not just to you, also to me.
If we were on that bus, that day
Would we had helped, or turned to flee?
Copyright © 2009 by-Phyllis Strong
poem by Phyllis Strong
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ME, In Your Eyes
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
I am the one can't be trusted,
I am the one who needs to be busted,
I am the one who causes trouble,
I am the one who has face that is doubled,
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
I always plan cunningly,
I always act deceivingly,
I always make you suffer,
I always deserve to face what's tougher,
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
I am the one who always ashames you,
I am the one who lacks satisfying you,
I am the one who struggles to be who,
I am the one who is lost in thou,
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
I never see good in you,
I never appreciate what you do,
I could never act as you want me to,
I am not as good as you want me to,
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
I never bless,
I make you live this freaking mess,
This is the only thing to confess,
I am evil in your pretty eyes…
Homer's Hymn To Minerva
I sing the glorious Power with azure eyes,
Athenian Pallas! tameless, chaste, and wise,
Tritogenia, town-preserving Maid,
Revered and mighty; from his awful head
Whom Jove brought forth, in warlike armour dressed,
Golden, all radiant! wonder strange possessed
The everlasting Gods that Shape to see,
Shaking a javelin keen, impetuously
Rush from the crest of Aegis-bearing Jove;
Fearfully Heaven was shaken, and did move
Beneath the might of the Cerulean-eyed;
Earth dreadfully resounded, far and wide;
And, lifted from its depths, the sea swelled high
In purple billows, the tide suddenly
Stood still, and great Hyperion’s son long time
Checked his swift steeds, till, where she stood sublime,
Pallas from her immortal shoulders threw
The arms divine; wise Jove rejoiced to view.
Child of the Aegis-bearer, hail to thee,
Nor thine nor others’ praise shall unremembered be.
poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley
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In The Garb Of Good
You can easily
Do away with evil
When it comes to you
In the form of an evil
But it is not easy to
Do away with evil
When it comes to you
In the form of good
When it comes to you
In the garb of something good
And you can not recognized
Good and bad or evil
As evil disguised as good
First make yourself free from
Attachment of any kind
And be cautious always
With alert and full-mind.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Fame
The fire from the urns
Scorch the mortal frame
But fame remains immortal.
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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SONNET: Good Men are a dearth
If I can find, one Man good on this Earth!
The joy that fills my heart shall know no bounds;
If I can find still some more since my birth,
My woes will vanish as there wont be grounds.
For, finding righteous men on Earth is rare;
Nevertheless, such men exist unseen;
If not for them, bad men will have funfare;
This World will seem hopeless and much more mean.
One upright Man can balance many bad;
Much evil gets offset by one good act;
The heinous crimes we see, can make us sad;
Both devils and evil men have a pact.
Our God is good and goodness will triumph!
His love for Man's a-never-failing -PUMP!
poem by John Celes
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Purple Pills
Purple pills
cure all ills.
Keep them close
to mop up spills.
Fractured temple,
Cursed mind,
Not unstable,
Not unkind,
Not instructive.
Understood,
Purple pills
for greater good.
Take them first,
Take them last,
Take them always,
Take them fast.
Lesser evil,
Greater score.
Purple pills
will give you more.
Purple pills
cure all ills.
Take them quickly,
fill our tills.
Forthright Action Knocksout Evil
What evil would he hatch?
As bad the the pirate Edward Thatch!
Even wears a sinister eye patch!
Abominable actions by the batch!
Would evil the good catch?
Would evil to good attach?
Would evil away the good latch?
Final victory by good did snatch!
Good triumphed without even a scratch!
All in this professional wrestling match!
poem by Hubert Wilson
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There is no possible source of evil except good.
quote by Saint Augustine
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Good one's smile evil cry
Evil live
Innocent die
On their flesh
Evil survive
Without them
They will also die
It is an irony
Evil survive
Sinless perish
Good keep on
Fighting
Knowing very well
One day they shall die
Evil keep smiling
Forgetting
When they die
To god they shall
Have to reply
Their place is in
Hell or heaven
Deeds they have done
Shall decide
God punishes evil
Good sent to heaven
Evil to hell
In the end
One thing is certain
Good one’s smile
Evil cry
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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The Irony Of My Society
the liars are well placed on their high thrones
the incompetents and the misfits dancing on their undeserved success,
the filthy rich have power
the leaders corrupted
and yet we pray to the same God
and yet we receive the blessings from the same God.
meanwhile, the innocent ones are convicted and electrocuted
meanwhile the poor gets to become as poorer as they were once
evil reigns and there seems to be no end to this,
the good ones starve and have fears for breakfast
the bad eggs hatch and fed and pampered.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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How far this attitude
I don’t know how far this attitude can be correct?
But it definitely forces me to think over and positively act
You can cheat everybody but not your conscience
It will trouble you whenever you are feeling absence
Why at all do we need to go almighty and bow head?
Do we have no clear guidance for the simple life to lead?
Why all the times we resort to take refuge under falsehood?
We are utterly disgusting the name of our parenthood
We have lame excuse to offer ourselves for any of the mistake
We think almighty is very kind and will not mind for our being fake
We can visit once a while and excuse for all the sins
God will pardon us for all ills and never grin
Well, rightly said and observed too
There is definite weight behind and very true
Even without going to Him, we can have blessings
There is absolutely nothing wrong in our approach or missing
He is there to pardon us for each and everything
We should be prepared to let something
At least some part or fraction of entire things
You will be given enough of blessings
Love the sinner but lot the sin
The chances for change are very thin
Sinner can be persuaded to change
The tendency may remain so even if you win
It is common knowledge to ask for forgiveness
This is one sign of good quality of kindness
You have kind heart that fears from evil
All nice things may happen with you or are on anvil
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Good and evil-contemplation
To live is to die, to die is to live
Pure is impure and impure is pure
Good is evil while evil is good
Or is it?
In the hearts of men lie both good and evil
The two coexist...some become good others become evil
There is no good without evil,
As there is no evil without good...
(After the wisdom of a Japanese miko)
poem by Tork Souad Diana
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The Great Judgement Morning Writer ?
(g) I dreamed that the great judgement (c) morning,
Had (g) dawned, and the trumpet had (d7) blown,
I (g) dreamed that all nations had (c) gathered,
To (g) judgement be- (d7) fore the white (g) throne.
From the throne came a bright shining (c) angel,
And he (g) stood on the land and the (d7) sea,
And (g) swore with his hand raised to (c) heaven,
That (g) time was no (d7) longer to (g) be.
Chorus
And oh what weeping and (c) wailing,
As the (g) lost were told of their (d7) fate,
They (g) cried for the rocks and the (c) mountains,
They (g) prayed, but their (d7) prayers were too (g) late.
The rich man was there but his money,
Had melted and vanished away,
A pauper stood there in the judgement,
His debts were too many to pay.
The great man was there, but his greatness,
When death came, was left far behind,
The angel that opened the records,
No trace of his greatness could find.
Repeat chorus
The widow was there and the orphan,
God heard and remembered their cries,
No sorrow in heaven forever,
God wiped all the tears from their eyes.
The gambler was there and the drunkard,
And they who had sold them the drink,
With people who gave them the license,
Together in hell they did sink.
Repeat chorus
The mortal man to the judgement,
But self rightousness would not do,
For the men who had crucified jesus,
Had passed off as mortal men too.
And the souls that had put off salvation,
Not tonight Ill get saved by and by,
No time now to think of religion,
At last they had found time to die.
Repeat chorus
song performed by by Hank Williams
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