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Nimrod

There were brave men, some one has truly said,
Before Atrides (those were mostly dead
Behind him) and ere you could e'er occur
Actaeon lived, Nimrod and Bahram-Gur.
In strength and speed and daring they excelled:
The stag they overtook, the lion felled.
Ah, yes, great hunters flourished before you,
And-for Munchausen lived-great talkers too.
There'll be no more; there's much to kill, but-well,
_You_ have left nothing in the world to tell!

poem by Ambrose Bierce
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What A Life Ive Led

(hicks / lynch)
There never was a man so doggone mean
I wore only black and my eyes were green
And I can tell you now that Im very old
Id kill any man for a piece of gold
Oh what a life Ive led
Ive been a real bad man and I oughta be dead
Oh what a life Ive led
Ive been real mean man, full of cheating and lying
Left a lot of men dead and a lot of girls crying
Yes I did
I rode into dodge on a sunny day
I went there to steal all the railmens pay
And when I left town all the streets ran red
I had ten grand in gold, and three guards lay dead
Chorus
I was a bad man with a heart made of stone
If you were a wise man, you wouldve left me alone
Ive lived all my life, such a lonely one
Just me and my horse and a fine six-gun
Ive lived and Ive loved and I knew great pain
But I know now Id do it over again singing
Chorus x 2

song performed by by Hollies
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Great Spirits

When the earth was young
and the air was sweet
And the mountains kissed the sky
In the great beyond, with its many paths
Man and nature lived side by side
In this wilderness of danger and beauty
Lived three brothers, bonded by love
Their hearts full of joy
they ask now for guidance
Reaching out to the skies up above
Great Spirits of all who lived before
Take our hands and lead us
Fill our hearts and souls
with all you know
Show us that in your eyes
we are all the same
Brothers to each other
In this world we remain truly
brothers all the same
Give us wisdom to pass to each other
Give us strength so we understand
That the things we do
the choices we make
Give direction to all life's plans
To look in wonder
at all we've been given
In a world that's not always as it seems
Every corner we turn
only leads to another
A journey ends, but another begins
Great Spirits of all who lived before
Take our hands and lead us
Fill our hearts and souls
with all you know
Show us that in your eyes
we are all the same
Brothers to each other
In this world we remain truly
brothers all the same
Brothers all the same

song performed by by Tina Turner
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I have lived

I have lived through being
Neruda's mermaid, feeling
Every cigarette burn.

I have lived through being
The African Princess,
Where the Prince turned
Back into a Lion.

I have lived through being
A ballerina, dancing gracefully
Upon the stage.

I have lived through trying
To be a poet, but frosted
Out not knowing rules.

I have travelled places
So beautiful, I still go
Back for more, no fool.

But best of all, I can say
I have lived,
Because of you.

poem by Harriet James
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Belov'd Dad

He lived an honest life always
And passed in poverty, his days;
He spoke for justice with brave face;
To God, he fixed his heart's, mind's gaze!

He lived a simple life on earth
And stood for all that was good, worth;
He knew the reasons for his birth
And did his duty with great mirth!

He left a void that couldn't be filled
And walked the path that was God-willed!

poem by John Celes
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Hunter's Song

The toils are pitched, and the stakes are set,
Ever sing merrily, merrily;
The bows they bend, and the knives they whet,
Hunters live so cheerily.

It was a stag, a stag of ten,
Bearing its branches sturdily;
He came silently down the glen,
Ever sing hardily, hardily.

It was there he met with a wounded doe,
She was bleeding deathfully;
She warned him of the toils below,
O so faithfully, faithfully!

He had an eye, and he could heed,
Ever sing so warily, warily;
He had a foot, and he could speed--
Hunters watch so narrowly.

poem by Sir Walter Scott
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The Caesarean Child

Who is this caesarean child named caesar?
Great thought is this child and brave are his deeds.
Honor has he for all but fear he depicts none
This child who dwelled in the delphos of eve
And now caesarean child bear his identity
So envy am i this child of caesarean
To take the path took he come my world
For great and brave desire i to be too
As when lived great julius caesar.
Caesarean child be thou my replica
Men and wenches honor and fear thee
And so caesarean honor but fears none
For men are born by women and are womanish
Caesarean child born he not by a weaker vessel
And so brave and great are his deeds
O' happy i this caesarean child is my identity.

poem by Lightcheerful Briggs
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It Was Early I Was Told

Happy I am,
To sit among those...
Of common faces.
No status have I ever wished,
To be a full fledged aristocrat...
With a flaunting strutted.

It was early I was told,
Don't spite my nose...
For a choice made to have another.
And any path that I chose,
To walk it the best I can.

Happy I am,
To be able to reflect...
With such great memories.
And daring to be challenged,
Was a gift and not a curse given to me.

I can see why today there are so many unhappy.
Those who wished to be kings and queens...
And referred to as someone's prince or princess,
Actually believed...
Themselves royalty.

And I always knew,
There was something within me great.
But I was taught to always appreciate life.
To respect everyone.
No matter what they had or however looked like.

And I always knew,
There was something within me great.
But I was taught to always appreciate life.
To respect everyone.
No matter where they lived.
Or impressions they 'gave'...
About how they lived their lives.

I was not raised to believe...
I was better than anyone to enable me,
To pass that kind of judgement.
And to have that encouraged,
To be welcomed or received as a belief.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Great Spirits

When the earth was young
And the air was sweet
And the mountains kissed the sky
In the far beyond, with its many paths
Man and nature lived side by side
The pretty wisdom does not come without learning
And revision not wholly with our eyes
We can think that we see
Truly see you're around us
But when we look
Do we see with open minds?
Great Spirits of all who lived before
Take our hands and lead us
Fill our hearts and souls with all you know
The key to understanding
Is to see through others' eyes
Find a way to help us
See from all sides
Truly see from all sides
Teach our children to look deeper than the surface
See the world through another's eyes
For to be blind me on yourself
Is to look but not see it
Knowing much is not enough to be wise
To see the wonder
In all we've been given
In a world that's not always as it seems
On the part that we choose
Turn every corner
Follow on, for another begins
Great Spirits of all who lived before
Take our hands and lead us
Fill our hearts and souls with all you know
Key to understanding
Is to see through others' eyes
Find a way to help us
See from all sides
Truly see from all sides
Great Spirits of all who lived before
Take our hands and lead us
Fill our hearts and souls with all you know
Key to understanding
Is to see through others' eyes
Find a way to help us
See from all sides
Truly see from all sides
See from all sides

song performed by by Phil Collins
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Don't Forget who is your Father

God is Great
He created you and me so ladies and gentleman
he is the only person to praise and pray
Cause some of us we pray Alan people you pray him
who is him God is the one who created us
so guys help me to Thank him every time i'm sick i call him cause
he is the hiller the killer of diseases in the world
Help me to sing.
How great is our God sing with me how great is our God
all we sing is how great is our God age to age praise his
Great great great great great
great great great great great great great
great great great great great great great
great great great great great great great great great great great

GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD..

Thank you Help me pliz.

poem by Ruvimbo Daisy Matsika
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I Lived Most Of My Life In Delusion

I LIVED MOST OF MY LIFE IN DELUSION

I lived most of my life in delusion-
I dreamed I was writing great masterpieces-
Every life moment was hoarded
For the sacred work.

I am old now
The manuscripts are piled up
No one wants them;

I apparently was wrong about my life and work
I lived in delusion-
Now I have all the time in the world to do nothing in-
These lines too can go to the pile.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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What If?

What if we lived in a world with no lies?
What if we lived in a world where no one dies?
Dies over a gun or a knife?
What if all mental illness was erased,
no one was crazy or two-faced?
What if there was no gossip about people anywhere?
What we lived in a world where everyone cared?
What if you never had to see child abuse,
no murder mysteries to solve with clues.
What if we lived in a world with no poverty?
Everyone had plenty with no adversity?
What if is in other dimensions,
maybe not ours for we might have no comprehension.

poem by Christina Sunrise
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A Tribute To My Revered Father

My Father was a great teacher,
Good husband to my good Mother;
He taught his pupils very well;
In an old house, did he dwell.

Well he reared his children seven!
Lived for up to eight times ten;
His forehead sweat fell on the soil;
My Father so well, did he toil.

A man who possessed great talents;
And honesty par excellence;
Cheap Politics did he eschew;
This world hath seen but very few.

He lived in humble conditions;
A law-abiding citizen;
He gave us good education;
And raised us well in religion.

He’as born and bred in piety;
And rose in popularity;
A logic-man, Philosopher;
None could him well decipher.

A versatile man, Orator;
He tried to make a new order;
Oppressed, he died with plenty peace;
Yet in god, he lived in ease.

His learning to him was his wealth!
Together with his body’s health;
And she was great too, my Mother;
Who well-supported my Father.

A human ‘immortal’-being!
With yeoman-service worth seeing;
He loved the poor and downtrodden;
That fetched him place sure in Heaven.

But one day when he died, I cried!
By Heaven’s words, he did abide;
God-fearing, undaunted, he left;
For his great soul, a lot I wept.

I see him as a bright new Star!
In the night-Sky clearly, afar;
Oh what a great man Father was!
Truthfulness was his greatest cause.
Fondly dedicated in loving memory of my beloved father
Shri. A.T.Antoniswami M.A., L.T., Coimbatore

poem by John Celes
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If there is not the war, you don't get the great general; if there is not a great occasion, you don't get a great statesman; if Lincoln had lived in a time of peace, no one would have known his name.

quote by Theodore Roosevelt
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Little Queen

Do you remember the name I wore –
The old pet-name of Little Queen –
In the dear, dead days that are no more,
The happiest days of our lives, I ween?
For we loved with that passionate love of youth
That blesses but once with its perfect bliss, -
A love that, in spite of its trust and truth,
Seems never to thrive, in a world like this.

I lived for you, and you lived for me;
All was centred in “Little Queen”;
And never a thought in our hearts had we
That strife or trouble could come between,
What utter sinking of self it was!
How little we cared for the world of men!
For love’s fair kingdom, and loves’ sweet laws,
Were all of the world and life to us then.

But a love like ours was a challenge to fate;
She rang down the curtains and shifted the scene;
Yet sometimes now, when the day grows late,
I can hear you calling for Little Queen;
For a happy home and a busy life
Can never wholly crowd out our past;
In the twilight pauses that come from strife,
You will think of me while life shall last.

And however sweet the voice of fame
May sing to me of a great world’s praise,
I shall long sometimes for the old pet-name
That you gave to me in the dear, dead days;
And nothing the angel band can say,
When I reach the shores of the great Unseen,
Can please me so much as on that day
To hear your greeting of “Little Queen.”

poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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My family actually lived in the same village for about 400 years. They had great stability until the last century. People lived and intermarried in small villages.

quote by Roger Bannister
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No matter how famous and established they were or however blessed they were with great songs or long careers, if they lived alone, they lived alone. That's not the way I wanted to live prior to the tour or after.

quote by Edie Brickell
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In Memory of the Men at the Yale Hotel

Here's to the men
Who lived at the Yale
These sad sweet souls
Each had their own tale

Of lives lived in youth
In the Great Depression
Memories of hunger
And political repression

So off they all marched
To the second World War
Returning with scars
Too deep to ignore

They turned to the bottle
And drowned in their sorrow
Spending alcoholic nights
With no thought of the morrow

Lost and forgotten by
Family and friends
With only faint memories of
Who they'd once been

But all of God's angels
Never lost sight
Of all those brave souls
Who fought the good fight

And now they are home
In the Light from above
They've finally found peace
In God's Perfect Love

poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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Dead Lion

Lion died
And dead lion
Came to me crying
Dead lion wanted to know
so many thing about life.

I am not here
To told about
Lion's history
Or geography of the area
Where lion was.

Dead lion
I found within
My house my country
Lion was enchanted
on the scene here
Even after death
That much I knew.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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These men of Faith

These men of Faith, these men of old,

Their lives they lived, they were so bold;

Trusting God, in the face of danger,

But their enemy, shunned them with anger.

We know of one great man, Daniel, was his name,

To Pray at the open window, he always did the same;

Then some jealous men, had him enter lions den,

For his faith in God, and On God he did depend.

Another man was Elijah, who helped so many,

And he had trouble with Jezebel, a life of jealousy;

Also king Ahab, and a wicked and evil king too,

But for their evil doing, they died, oh yes! It's true.

The next great man of Faith, was Enoch,

He lived and spoke only for the Lord God;

He was so very close, he did walk upright,

And God took Him home, he lived by Faith not sight.

One more man of Faith, I need to tell about,

Was Abraham, and to a new home he was sent out;

Also when his son Isaac, was to be offered to the Lord,

But a ram was supplied, his faith shone, it's in His Word.

These men are an example, and we should follow too,

Trust God in the face of Danger, Trust Him thru' and thru';

These men of God trusted and never gave into sin,

Because they loved God so much, He lived within.

poem by Margaret Haig
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The Minister

Played too hard and he died too young
To be certain of earning his [burnt out/word of? ] love
He won a place in history
And his name will live eternally
Lived the life of a movie star
And he waved to the people from a big black car
Down in a book with the greatest names
As a lonely maid cried take [in/the? ] pain
Tell me a story minister
There aint no time left to lose
Ten man tried in the dead of night
? ? ? the great mans final words to right
In a room that was soft and red
The great man spoke outside my head
Tell me a story minister
There aint no time left to lose

song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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