Heartsease In My Garden Bed
Heartsease in my garden bed,
With sweetwilliam white and red,
Honeysuckle on my wall: -
Heartsease blossoms in my heart
When sweet William comes to call,
But it withers when we part,
And the honey-trumpets fall.
poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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The Gardener
For Violet
In the garden she hath found
Herb of grace and fever-few;
Woundwort there doth much abound,
Heartsease too.
Where she laid dead things away
In the chilly earth, what stir!
Whisper of Spring-time, green and gay,
Comes to her.
All Sweet-Nancies, daffodils,
Talking in their beds below
Of sweet vales and shining hills
Whither they go.
In the garden there's no grief;
God walks there and He is kind,
When the first dear crumpled leaf
Shakes in the wind.
There's no death now. Winter's done.
All's given back. The dead again
Walk with her in the wind and sun
And the sweet rain.
Heartsease in her garden plot,
Ladders-to-Heaven scale the skies;
While the dear forget-me-not
Brightens her eyes.
poem by Katharine Tynan
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Noel
I sang a song upon Christmas day
And the feet of many going one way,
The word the golden voice did say:
Gloria in Excelsis!
The air was filled with snowflakes white,
And the singing stars danced in their flight,
Sweet the song they sang in the night,
Et in terra pax!
Good singing folk, where is there peace,
And for the broken heart heartsease?
They chant: Come hither upon your knees,
Venite ad Bethlehem!
For now the Prince of Peace is born;
For the full heart and the heart forlorn
He signs His Peace upon Christmas Morn:
Adeste Fidelis!
poem by Katharine Tynan
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My Honeysuckle Baby
My honeysuckle, baby.
Baby, you’re my honeysuckle.
You’re my Honeysuckle Baby.
My Honeysuckle Baby, baby.
From the bush I pluck you,
Put your tart body to my lips,
And draw your sweetness in with my mouth.
My Honeysuckle Baby—that’s what you are.
The baby from whom I get delectable honey.
What fine sweetness through that nice honey.
Fine, fine sweetness, my Honeysuckle Baby.
The honey is you, baby.
The sweetness is yours, honey.
You’re my honey, but you share your sweetness.
And that’s why I keep going to the bush.
And sucking it in: your great sweetness…
poem by Micheal Valencia
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The Lily Has An Air
The lily has an air,
And the snowdrop a grace,
And the sweetpea a way,
And the heartsease a face, -
Yet there's nothing like the rose
When she blows.
poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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Heartsease
THERE is a flower I wish to wear,
But not until first worn by you—
Heartsease—of all earth’s flowers most rare;
Bring it; and bring enough for two.
poem by Walter Savage Landor
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A Flower To Auroville Mother-55
Honeysuckle(Japanese Honeysuckle,
Madhumati, Lonicera japonica)
(Dutch Honeysuckle, Madhumati,
Lonicera periclymenum 'Serotina')
(Translucent Honeysuckle
Lonicera quinquelocularis)
(Cape Honeysuckle, Tecomaria capensis)
Somewhere at the northern Bharath
Born you with honeyed fragrance
Sending in whiffs your redolence
Sensing in sniffs all me in mirth
Somewhere shrubby somewhere viny
Some are lancelike, some are oval
Branching leafing shining brainy
Changing white to yellow by fall..
Made in medicated make wholesome
Sprayed in heavenly nectar awesome
Suckled honey humming to embosom
Elsewhere in red-orange decor winsome
What could it be than the bestest
What else could be than the sweetest
So you are the sweetest heartiest
So you are the heartiest bestest
poem by Indira Renganathan
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White Pansies
Day and night pass over, rounding,
Star and cloud and sun,
Things of drift and shadow, empty
Of my dearest one.
Soft as slumber was my baby,
Beaming bright and sweet;
Daintier than bloom or jewel
Were his hands and feet.
He was mine, mine all, mine only,
Mine and his the debt;
Earth and Life and Time are changers;
I shall not forget.
Pansies for my dear one--heartsease--
Set them gently so;
For his stainless lips and forehead,
Pansies white as snow.
Would that in the flower-grown little
Grave they dug so deep,
I might rest beside him, dreamless,
Smile no more, nor weep.
poem by Archibald Lampman
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Herbal
Love-lies-bleeding now is found
Grown in every common ground.
Love-lies-bleeding thrives apace
With the dear forget-me-not:
Nor is boy's love out of place
Now in any garden plot.
Love-in-a-mist, bewilderèd
With the many tears Love shed,
Seeks for herb-o'-grace to bind
Up her wounds, and fever-few
To give ease to a hurt mind;
Wound-wort is not wanting too.
Now the love-lies-bleeding grows
More than lily or the rose;
Love-in-idleness has gone
Out of fashion; here are flowers
Heartsease for to rest upon
With remembrance of sweet hours.
Ladders-to-heaven may be found
Now in any common ground.
poem by Katharine Tynan
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Wild Honey
B. wilson
Mama Im tellin you as sure as Im standin here
Shes my girl and thats the way Im keepin it my mama dear
No good will it do you to stand there and frown at me
The girls got my heart and my loves comin down on me
Last time I met her since I got a taste of wild honey
(sweet, sweet, my honey bee)
You know shes got the sweetness of the honey bee
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
Honey, (sweet, sweet, my honey bee) she got me all and stung me good, oh, yesiree
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
Before he even stung bees buzzin around her hive
She singled me out, single handed took me alive
Im gonna take her home and spend my life
Eatin up the wild honey
(sweet, sweet, my honey bee)
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
(sweet, sweet, my honey bee)
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
Oh mama shes sweeter (sweeter) and sweeter (sweeter) and sweeter, sweeter
Yaaaa, honey (sweet, sweet, my honey bee)
Let me tell you how she really got to my soul (sweet,sweet my honey)
It aint funny, (sweet, sweet, my honey bee) the way she made me want to sing a little rock and
Roll (sweet, sweet, my honey)
Theres nothing quite as good as the taste of wild honey
Break my back workin just to save me some money
I can spend my life with her eatin up her wild honey
(sweet, sweet, my honey bee)
Oh honey shes sweeter (sweeter) and sweeter (sweeter) and sweeter, sweeter
Now
(sweet, sweet, my honey bee)
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
(sweet, sweet, my honey bee)
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
Gimme some gimme some
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
Gimme some gimme some(shes the one)
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
Gimme some wild honey
Gimme some gimme some..........
song performed by by Nazareth
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The End of the Day
The scent of jasmine fills the air,
within my garden wall
while I sit in silence
awaiting the evening to call.
The sounds of the evening are heard,
as that nocturnal wake up call
as long shadowy fingers
creep from the garden wall.
The sun begins to rest its head
as in the west it begins to fall
the sleepy sunset lights up the sky an orange glow
when the end of the day comes to call.
(5 May 2007)
poem by David Harris
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Honeysuckle Rose
Evry honeybee.... fills with jealousy
When they see you out with me
I dont blame them....goodness knows
Honeysuckle rose
When youre passin by....flowers drop and sigh
And I know the reason why
Youre much sweeter....goodness knows
Honeysuckle rose
Dont buy sugar....you just have to touch my cup
Youre my sugar....its so sweet when you stir it up
When Im taking sips...from your tasty lips
Seems the honey fairly drips
Youre confection.....goodness knows
Honeysuckle rose.
(instrumental break)
Dont buy sugar....you just have to touch my cup
Youre my sugar....its so sweet when you stir it up
When Im taking sips...from your tasty lips
Seems the honey fairly drips
Youre confection.....goodness knows
Honeysuckle rose.
I said youre confection.....goodness knows
Honeysuckle rose.
song performed by by Louis Armstrong
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Walls
I know your name from what they are
Telling me.
They say that cruelty is born. That cruelty
Has a tendency to stay.
It is you. They mention the name of your
Husband. He died with a forlorn heart.
It is you. They say you never mentioned
His name. Not even once. You are cruel.
We meet today in this room. I am not afraid.
I am prepared. I will not be fooled
When you call me. You mention my name.
You appear sweet. Like some candy bar.
I cannot be fooled.
I tell myself. I am a wall. I am inside a very
Thick wall. I cannot hear you.
I do not wish
To be a part of you. No matter how sweet
You call my name.
They say that cruelty repeats itself.
And that I can be a fool sometimes.
I am a wall. I do not believe
This to happen to myself too.
You look at me. I am about to leave.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Walls
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I know your name from what they are
Telling me.
They say that cruelty is born. That cruelty
Has a tendency to stay.
It is you. They mention the name of your
Husband. He died with a forlorn heart.
It is you. They say you never mentioned
His name. Not even once. You are cruel.
We meet today in this room. I am not afraid.
I am prepared. I will not be fooled
When you call me. You mention my name.
You appear sweet. Like some candy bar.
I cannot be fooled.
I tell myself. I am a wall. I am inside a very
Thick wall. I cannot hear you.
I do not wish
To be a part of you. No matter how sweet
You call my name.
They say that cruelty repeats itself.
And that I can be a fool sometimes.
I am a wall. I do not believe
This to happen to myself too.
You look at me. I leave.
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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April
Honeysuckle cascading along the garden wall,
Bees hum, and insects everywhere abound,
The cuckoo sends us all his two-note call,
So many voices in one glorious sound.
April showers glinting, on soft new born shoots,
Daffodils of yellow, shine so ultra bright,
Down river, paddling, come the aquatic coots,
Plumage black, bills of white, and a fork tailed kite,
Swoops down, and with this long wings soars again,
And with no backward glance, gives his farewell,
Listen to April, hear now how it sings,
A wondrous month, wherein the heart can dwell.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Mirror, Mirror
Been looking for love
I never could find it
While Im standing here
And he is so blinded by her silly ways
He just cant imagine
Shes playing a game
A game that he played for so long, oh
I want him to know
Just how much I love him
I wanted to show
But he just believes
Im a friend he can trust
But I wanna touch him
I love him enough
To heal all the hurt in his heart
Oh yes I do but how do I start
Mirror, mirror
On the wall
Can you tell me who to call?
When the one I love
Is loving someone who cant see
Mirror, mirror
On the wall
Tell me if hell ever fall so in love with me
Or could it be its just make believe
Boy I had a dream
Or maybe a vision
That I was your queen
Cause I fit the slipper
You took me away
To happily ever
We laughed and we made
Sweet love till the sun came again
Oh yeah we did, hmm
But that was the end, oh
Mirror, mirror
On the wall
Can you tell me who to call?
When the one I love
Is loving someone who cant see
Mirror, mirror
On the wall
Tell me if hell ever fall so in love with me
Or could it be its just make believe
Oh, if youre looking for love
Its right in your face
Ive been waiting for you
So dont run away
Fairy tales can come true
If you believe
(they can come true if you believe)
Mirror, mirror
On the wall
Can you tell me who to call?
When the one I love
Is loving someone who cant see
Mirror, mirror
On the wall
Tell me if hell ever fall so in love with me
Or could it be its just make believe
Mirror, mirror
On the wall
I wanna know, I wanna know
Is he gonna know?
That Im loving him
And Im needing him
Or will he love someone who cant see
Mirror, mirror
On the wall
Mirror, mirror
On the wall
song performed by by Kelly Price
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Margaret
I KNOW a garden where white lilies grow,
Under the grey sweet-laden apple boughs;
It is a garden where the roses blow,
And honeysuckle covers half the house.
O happy garden, do you keep the vows
Breathed in your quiet ear beneath the rose,
Or do you tell the tale to each soft wind that blows?
Across your grassy paths she used to stray,
She moved among you like a living flower,
Her beauty drank your beauty every day,
Your beauty decked her beauty every hour.
You gave her rose and lily for a dower,
With all sweet flowers and fruits your bosom bore--
She took them all--and now she comes not any more.
O garden, if you breathe such secret things
To the south wind who loves you, tell him this:
To spread the scented softness of his wings,
And seek that other garden where she is,
And bid him bear no blossom and no kiss;
Only, dear garden, tell the wind to say
How grey the world is grown since Margaret went away!
poem by Edith Nesbit
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Blossoms and My Love
The unusual winter warmth,
Has brought the spring fever in the nature and in my heart,
The pink, purple and white blossoms are blooming all around,
just reminding me of your warm and sensuous loving heart.
How can I compare your beauty with the spring blossoms?
In red blossoms, I see your luscious red lips,
In white blossoms, I see your beautiful body,
The purple blossoms, reminds me of the depth of your eyes,
Closer I get to the blossoms,
closer I get to the God's intricate creation,
Closer I get to your loving affection,
closer I watch the heavenly smiles on your lips.
Under the blossoming tree I walk,
the fragrance fills my love yearning heart,
When I hug you with my sincere love,
your sweet 'I love you' words, fills me with eternal love.
poem by Jay P Narain
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Honey Bee
Honey
Honey bee
Honey bee
Honey bee
Honey
Honey
Youre my honey bee [youre my honey bee, baby]
Come on and sting me [your love is sweet as can be]
Youre my honey bee [youre my honey bee, baby]
Come on and sting me [your love is sweet as can be]
Youre always so busy
Workin on loves honeycomb
Chalk full of sugar down your sweet mouth
Every time you kiss me, boy, really turns me on
Youre always buzzin, buzzin, buzzin
Love is in the air
Theres nothin like your lovin
Boy, its beyond compare, yeah
Youre my honey bee [youre my honey bee, baby]
Come on and sting me [your love is sweet as can be]
Youre my honey bee, yeah [youre my honey bee, baby]
Come on and sting me [your love is sweet as can be]
Theres so much love power
In everything you bring to me
Whenever Im snuggled in your arms
The love you bring makes my heart sing
You know love is where you are
Theres where I want to be
When its cold outside
Youre honey loves so good to me
Youre my honey bee, oh, yeah [youre my honey bee, baby]
Come on and sting me, oh [your love is sweet as can be]
Youre my honey bee [youre my honey bee, baby]
Come on and sting me, ah [your love is sweet as can be], ow
Ah
Youre my honey bee [youre my honey bee, baby]
Come on and sting me, yeah [your love is sweet as can be]
Youre my honey bee [youre my honey bee, baby]
Sweet love, oh [your love is sweet as can be]
Honey, honey, honey [youre my honey bee, baby]
Honey bee [your love is sweet as can be]
Sweet love [youre my honey bee, baby]
Sweet love, give it to me [your love is sweet as can be]
Got to have it, need your love, ah, yeah [youre my honey bee, baby]
Sweet honey bee, yeah [your love is sweet as can be]
Sweet [youre my honey bee, baby] love, ah
[your love is sweet as can be]
Youre my honey bee
song performed by by Gloria Gaynor
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Bridal Eve
GOOD-NIGHT, my Heart, my Heart, good-night--
Oh, good and dear and fair,
With lips of life and eyes of light
And roses in your hair.
To-morrow brings the other crown,
The orange blossoms, Sweet,
And then the rose will be cast down
With lilies at your feet.
But in your soul a garden stands
Where fair the white rose blows--
God, teach my foolish clumsy hands
The way to tend my rose.
That in the white-rose garden still
The lily may bloom fair
God help my heart and soul and will
To keep the lily there.
poem by Edith Nesbit
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Our Sweet Love
I thought about a summer day
And how the time just floats away
Pretty things like incense and flowers
I wanna make them part of
Our sweet love
Could last forever
(our sweet love)
Our sweet love
Could last forever
I thought about a winter night
And how Id like to hold you tight
Candlelight the warmth of a fire
We could make them part of
Our sweet love
Honey its heaven
(our sweet love)
Our sweet love
Could last forever
Sweet love sweet love
Like a child with his new toy
My heart is filled with joy for
Our sweet love
Honey its heaven
(our sweet love)
Our sweet love
Lord knows I love her so
I feel it down inside my soul
A precious love like this can flower
Theres nothing in this world like
Our sweet love
Should last forever
(our sweet love)
Our sweet love
Could last forever
Our sweet love
Could last forever
Our sweet love
Could last forever
(our sweet love)
Oh
song performed by by Beach Boys
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