An Inscription (For A Statue Of Napoleon, At West Point)
A famous conqueror, in battle brave,
Who robbed the cradle to supply the grave.
His reign laid quantities of human dust:
He fell upon the just and the unjust.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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An Inscription
A conqueror as provident as brave,
He robbed the cradle to supply the grave.
His reign laid quantities of human dust:
He fell upon the just and the unjust.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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The Ballad Of Jesse James
Jesse james was a man
And he killed many men
He robbed the glendale train
And he took from the richer
And he gave that to the poorer
Hed a hand and a heart and a brain
Oh jesse had a wife to mourn for his life
Three children they were so brave
But that dirty little coward
That shot mr. howard
Has laid jesse james in his grave
(instrumental)
On wednesday night
When the moon was shining bright
They robbed that glendale train
And the folks from miles about (yeah they can)
They all said without a doubt
It was done by her frankie and jesse james (yes it was)
Oh jessie had a wife, to mourn for his life
Three children they were so brave
But that dirty little coward
That shot mr. howard
Has laid (poor) jesse james in his grave
(instrumental)
Well the people held their breath
When they heard about jesses death (yeah)
And they wondered how poor jesse came to die (how did he die? )
It was one of his guys, called little robert ford
And he shot jessie james on the sly
Oh jessie had a wife to mourn for his life
Three children they were so brave
But that dirty little coward
That shot mr. howard
Has laid jesse james in his grave
Has laid poor jesse in his grave
He laid jesse james in his grave
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Jesse James
Jesse James was a lad who killed many a man.
He robbed the Glendale train.
He stole from the rich and he gave to the poor,
He’d a hand and a heart and a brain.
Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life,
Three children, they were brave,
But that dirty little coward that shot Mister Howard,
Has laid Jesse James in his grave.
It was Robert Ford, that dirty little coward,
I wonder how he does feel,
For he ate of Jesse’s bread and he slept in Jesse’s bed,
Then he laid Jesse James in his grave.
Jesse was a man, a friend to the poor,
He’d never see a man suffer pain,
And with his brother Frank he robbed the Chicago bank,
And stopped the Glendale train.
It was on a Wednesday night, the moon was shining bright,
He stopped the Glendale train,
And the people all did say for many miles away,
It was robbed by Frank and Jesse James.
It was on a Saturday night, Jesse was at home,
Talking to his family brave,
Robert Ford came along like a thief in the night,
And laid Jesse James in his grave.
The people held their breath when they heard of Jesse’s death,
And wondered how he ever came to die,
It was one of the gang called little Robert Ford,
That shot Jesse James on the sly.
Jesse went to his rest with his hand on his breast,
The devil will be upon his knee,
He was born one day in the county of Clay
And he came from a solitary race.
This song was made by Billy Gashade,
As soon as the news did arrive,
He said there was no man with the law in his hand
Could take Jesse James when alive.
poem by Anonymous Americas
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Brave Little Soldier
Im a brave little soldier
I must be bold and strong
A brave little soldier
And I must carry on
Im a brave little soldier
A brave little soldier
Im a brave little soldier
I must fight, I must win
Im a brave little soldier
Through hell and back again
Im a brave little soldier
A brave little soldier
Per rum, pum, pum
Per rum, pum, pum
Per rum, pum, pum, pum, pum
Ye though I am marching through the valley filled with fear
My steps are sure and sturdy and my aim is straight and clear
The enemy is stalking me just waiting for the kill
Like david slewed galiath
I will claim this battle field
Im a brave little soldier
I must do what I can
Im a brave little soldier
And I must take a stand
Im a brave little soldier
A brave little soldier
Marching, marching onward
Searching out the light of truth
I did not start the war
But its a battle I cant lose
Faith will be my armor
And love my sword and shield
I must defeat the enemy
I will, I will, I will
A brave little soldier
I must be bold and strong
A brave little soldier
And I must carry on
A brave little soldier
A brave little soldier
Im a brave little soldier
A brave little soldier
Brave, little soldier
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Pick Yourself Up
(jerome kern, dorothy fields)
Pick yourself up...
Take a deep breath...
Dust yourself off
And start all over again.
Nothings impossible, I have found
For when my chin is on the ground.
I pick myself up,
Dust myself off
And start all over again.
Dont lose your confidence
If you slip
Be grateful for a pleasant trip
And pick yourself up,
Dust yourself off
And start all over again.
Work like a soul inspired
Until the battle of the day is won.
You may be sick and tired,
But youll be a man, my son.
Will you remember the famous men
Who had to fall to rise again?
So take a deep breath...
Pick yourself up...
Dust yourself off
And start all over again.
~interlude~
Work like a soul inspired
Till the battle of the day is won.
You may be sick and tired,
But youll be a man, my son.
Will you remember the famous men
Who had to fall to rise again?
So take a deep breath...
Pick yourself up...
Dust yourself off
And start all over again.
song performed by by Nat King Cole
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The Conqueror
He climbs inside the looking glass
And points at anything he hates
He calls to you, hey look out son
Theres a gun theyre pointing at your pretty face
And the heads they are a rolling
Cos the conqueror is on his way
And the justice day is coming
For the conqueror is on his way
Five hundred little women
Are calling at their heros door
Yes, their hero is working overtime
Hes squirming on an empty floor
And the heads they are a rolling
Cos the conqueror is on his way
And the justice day is coming
For the conqueror is on his way
Hes bought the castle on the hill
Hes bought it just to knock it down
The local power shout him down
They say hes just an empty-headed clown
And the heads they are a rolling
Cos the conqueror is on his way
And the justice day is coming
For the conqueror is on his way
Hes busy building monuments
To hide inside his empty grave
You there, can you find some souls
Hes looking for some people to save
And the heads they are a rolling
Cos the conqueror is on his way
And the justice day is coming
For the conqueror is on his way
And the words of love are killing him
The conqueror is on his way
And the words of love were lying on an empty floor
Just in the place where the conqueror lay...
song performed by by Genesis
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Conquerer
He climbs inside the looking glass
And points at anything he hates
He calls to you "Hey look out son
That's a gun they're pointing at your pretty face"
And the heads they are a rolling
Cause the conqueror is on his way
And the justice day is coming
For the conqueror is on his way
Five hundred little women are calling
At their hero's door
Yes, their hero is working overtime
He's squirming on an empty floor
And the heads they are a rolling
Cause the conqueror is on his way
And the justice day is coming
For the conqueror is on his way
He's bought the castle on the hill
He's bought it just to knock it down
The local power shout him down
They say he's just an empty-headed clown
And the heads they are a rolling
Cause the conqueror is on his way
And the justice day is coming
For the conqueror is on his way
He's busy building monuments
To hide inside his empty grave
You there, can you find some souls?
He's looking for some people to save
And the heads they are a rolling
Cause the conqueror is on his way
And the justice day is coming
For the conqueror is on his way
And the words of love are killing him
And the conqueror is on his way
And the words of love were lying on an empty floor
Just in the place where the conqueror lay
song performed by by Genesis
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Any idiot can get laid when they're famous. That's easy. It's getting laid when you're not famous that takes some talent.
quote by Kevin Bacon
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Famous Fable
The famous fable,
The famous table,
The famous stable,
The famous cable,
The famous babble,
The famous gable,
The famous parable,
The famous variable
The famous sable;
But, able to crown your love with my muse!
For, you are all that i need.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Fool By The RoadSide
WHEN all works that have
From cradle run to grave
From grave to cradle run instead;
When thoughts that a fool
Has wound upon a spool
Are but loose thread, are but loose thread;
When cradle and spool are past
And I mere shade at last
Coagulate of stuff
Transparent like the wind,
I think that I may find
A faithful love, a faithful love.
poem by William Butler Yeats
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Pick Yourself Up
Pick youself up, take a deep breath, dust yourself off
And start all over again, nothings impossible I have found
For when my chin is on the ground, I pick myself up
Dust myself off, and start all over again, dont lose your confidence if you slip
Be grateful for a pleasant trip, just pick yourself up, and dust yourself off
And start all over again, work like a soul inspired, til the battle of the day is won
You may be sick and tired, but youll be a man my son
Will you remember the famous men, who had to fall to rise again
So take a deep breath, pick yourself up, dust yourself off and start all over again
Musical interlude
Dont lose your confidence if you slip, be grateful for a pleasant trip
Just pick youself up, dust yourself off, and try to start all over again
(scat)
Youve got to work like a soul inspired, til the battle of the day is won
You may be sick, you may be tired, but youre gonna be a man my son
Will you remember the famous men who had to fall to rise again
Just take a deep breath,ah, pick yourself up
Dust yourself off, have a nice trip and start all over again
(scat and laughter)
song performed by by Natalie Cole
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Fields Of The Brave
Sometimes I close my eyes
And picture the plains
I see Buffalo Bill and the Iroquois
Riding again
Open skies, fertile ground
This was heaven on earth
That they found
We got what they gave
By their God we were saved
They were humble not depraved
These streets were afraid of
Once were the fields of the brave
The fields of the brave
Where a Chevrolet rusts
By a closed shopping mall
Can you see through the dust
Where the brave ones stood tall
Buried deep where they fell
They live on in the stories we tell
They got what they gave
By their God they were saved
And I say this as I pray
I cant help but dream of
The days these were fields of the brave
The fields of the brave
After all this time
And the struggles in between
We stand next in line
With the chance we can build on their dreams
In the
Fields of the brave
Fields of the brave
We got what they gave
In the fields of the brave
Let their spirits be saved
And I pray this on their graves
Therell be a return of
The days these were fields of the brave
The fields of the brave
song performed by by Styx
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War
Across a scorched and crimson earth,
tattered battle flags fly.
Men and boys in tangled shaped,
lay where they fell to die.
They tell the tale no one wants to know,
that battles are just a waste,
that never go into battle in haste.
The consequence is laid to rest,
in bones bleached bare.
poem by David Harris
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I also became interested in chemistry and gradually accumulated enough test tubes and other glassware to do chemical experiments, using small quantities of chemicals purchased from a pharmacy supply house.
quote by Sydney Brenner
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Only The Brave One
Only the brave one can smile though not winning only the brave are gracious in defeat
Only the brave one though seen as successful never does show any sign of conceit
If for some reason from the Queen you do not accept a knighthood that does not prove lack of grace on your part
That only proves that you are a good person that you are one who does follow your heart
You've proved yourself in the heat of the battle and you became a hero when the war was won
It has been said that your victims were many but everyone you killed was some mother's son
Many see you as a brave ageing hero a hero once and a hero today
But I am not one who agrees with the many I look at life in a different way
On what is brave I do have my opinions but that doesn't mean my opinions are right
I've never discharged a gun at another for God or Country I never would fight
Maybe I do seem off in my opinions but that's your opinion and that suits me fine
You belong to what's known as majority thinking but are your opinions much better than mine
Only the brave one will speak for the oppressed one that's my opinion though I'm far from brave
But fear is a thing that helps me to keep living I fear the coldness of the earthy grave.
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poem by Francis Duggan
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All I Want Is You (7" Edit)
You say you want a diamond on a ring of gold
You say you want your story to remain untold
All the promises we made from the
Cradle to the grave
When all I want is you
You say you'll give me a highway with no one on it
Treasure just to look upon it
All the riches in the night
You say you'll give me eyes on a moon of blindness
A river in a time of dryness
A harbour in the tempest
All the promises we make
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you
You say you want your love to work out right
To last with me through the night
You say you want a diamond on a ring of gold
Your story to remain untold
Your love not to grow cold
All the promises we break from the
Cradle to the grave
When all I want is you
All I want is you
song performed by by U2
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True Love
Farewell, Earl Richard,
Tender and brave;
Kneeling I kiss
The dust from thy grave.
Pray for me, Richard,
Lying alone
With hands pleading earnestly,
All in white stone.
Soon must I leave thee
This sweet summer tide;
That other is waiting
To claim his pale bride.
Soon I’ll return to thee
Hopeful and brave,
When the dead leaves
Blow over thy grave.
Then shall they find me
Close at thy head
Watching or fainting,
Sleeping or dead.
poem by Elizabeth Eleanor Siddal
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Poor Boy
Me i'm just a poor boy, from across the far southland,
And i've traveled many days to reach this place to mke my stand,
I fell in with a merry band, and drank away the hours.
Chorus
Rollin' on, i've been rollin' on,
And my head is high, from the battle won,
Laid down my life for the greenwood
The city boys, and the country boys, they come from miles around,
To defy their king and country, save the poor folks from the hand,
Of the thieving dukes and abbotts, and the gentry of the land.
Chorus
Rollin' on, i've been rollin' on,
And my head is high, from the battle won,
Laid down my life for the greenwood
Sweet maid marion, don't you do me no wrong,
Stay on the right side, the greenwood is your home,,
The dancing girls and the open fires, the wine that flows like water.
Chorus
Rollin' on, i've been rollin' on,
And my head is high, from the battle won,
Laid down my life for the greenwood
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Poor Boy (The Greenwood)
Me Im just a poor boy, from across the far southland,
And Ive traveled many days to reach this place to mke my stand,
I fell in with a merry band, and drank away the hours.
Chorus
Rollin on, Ive been rollin on,
And my head is high, from the battle won,
Laid down my life for the greenwood
The city boys, and the country boys, they come from miles around,
To defy their king and country, save the poor folks from the hand,
Of the thieving dukes and abbotts, and the gentry of the land.
Chorus
Rollin on, Ive been rollin on,
And my head is high, from the battle won,
Laid down my life for the greenwood
Sweet maid marion, dont you do me no wrong,
Stay on the right side, the greenwood is your home,,
The dancing girls and the open fires, the wine that flows like water.
Chorus
Rollin on, Ive been rollin on,
And my head is high, from the battle won,
Laid down my life for the greenwood
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Cradle Of Love
Well rock the cradle of love
Rock the cradle of love
Yes the cradle of love dont rock easily its true
Well rock the cradle of love
I rocked the cradle of love
Yes the cradle of love dont rock easily its true
Well now
It burned like a ball of fire
When the rebel took a little child bride
To tease yeah so go easy yeah
Cause love cutts a million ways
Shakes the devil when he missbehaves
I aint nobodys fool
Come on shake it up
Whatever I do
Rock the cradle of love
Rock the cradle of love
Yes the cradle of love dont rock easily its true
Sent from heaven above thats right
To rob the cradle of love
Yes the pages of dont talk decently its true
Yeah flesh for your romeo
Ah yeah baby
I hear you moan
Its easy yknow how to please me yeah
This love starts my rollin train
You cant stop it
It aint in vain
I aint nobodys fool
Come on shake it up
Whatever you do
These are the wages of love
Rock the cradle of love
These are the wages of love
Ooh yeah
Rock the cradle
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Well it burned like a ball of fire
When the rebel took a little child bride
To tease yeah I know how to pleas you yeah
Well my love starts a rollin train
You cant stop it
It aint in vain
I aint nobodys fool
Come on shake it up
Wathever I do
Rock the cradle of love
Rock the cradle of love
Sent from heaven above
Thats right
To rock the cradle of love
Rock the cradle of love
Yeah cradle of love
Thats me mama
I robbed the devil of love
All right
Cradle of love
If you teaze me tonight
If you sleaze me all right
If you appeaze me tonight
And let me ease you
Cradle of love
song performed by by Billy Idol
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