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Words against Lesbia: to Furius and Aurelius

Furius and Aurelius, you friends of Catullus,
whether he penetrates farthest India,
where the Eastern waves strike the shore
with deep resonance,
or among the Hyrcanians and supple Arabs,
or Sacians and Parthian bowmen,
or where the seven-mouthed Nile
colours the waters,
or whether he’ll climb the high Alps,
viewing great Caesar’s monuments,
the waters of Gallic Rhine,
and the furthest fierce Britons,
whatever the will of the heavens
brings, ready now for anything,
tell my girl this in a few
ill-omened words.
Let her live and be happy with her adulterers,
hold all three-hundred in her embrace,
truly love-less, wearing them all down
again and again: let her not look for
my love as before,
she whose crime destroyed it, like the last
flower of the field, touched once
by the passing plough.

poem by Gaius Valerius Catullus
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Aurelius & Furius, True Comrades

Aurelius & Furius, true comrades,
whether Catullus penetrates to where in
outermost India booms the eastern ocean's
wonderful thunder;

whether he stops with Arabs or Hyrcani,
Parthian bowmen or nomadic Sagae;
or goes to Egypt, which the Nile so richly
dyes, overflowing;

even if he should scale the lofty Alps, or
summon to mind the mightiness of Caesar
viewing the Gallic Rhine, the dreadful Britons
at the world's far end-

you're both prepared to share in my adventures,
and any others which the gods may send me.
Back to my girl then, carry her this bitter
message, these spare words:

May she have joy & profit from her cocksmen,
go down embracing hundreds all together,
never with love, but without interruption
wringing their balls dry;

nor look to my affection as she used to,
for she has left it broken, like a flower
at the edge of a field after the plowshare
brushes it, passing.

poem by Gaius Valerius Catullus
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Aurelius & Furius, true comrades,
whether Catullus penetrates to where in
outermost India booms the eastern ocean's
wonderful thunder;

whether he stops with Arabs or Hyrcani,
Parthian bowmen or nomadic Sagae;
or goes to Egypt, which the Nile so richly
dyes, overflowing;

even if he should scale the lofty Alps, or
summon to mind the mightiness of Caesar
viewing the Gallic Rhine, the dreadful Britons
at the world's far end--

you're both prepared to share in my adventures,
and any others which the gods may send me.
Back to my girl then, carry her this bitter
message, these spare words:

May she have joy & profit from her cocksmen,
go down embracing hundreds all together,
never with love, but without interruption
wringing their balls dry;

nor look to my affection as she used to,
for she has left it broken, like a flower
at the edge of a field after the plowshare
brushes it, passing.

poem by Gaius Valerius Catullus
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Merciful Maker of Waters and Whiles

Merciful Maker of waters and whiles,
Spare please my son from the fierce crocodiles,
Then he too will know you.
I'll rear him to fear you.
He cannot survive in the waters of the Nile.
This trial is too great! The boy is my child!
O Merciful Maker of waters and whiles,
Spare please my son from the fierce crocodiles.

Pharoah's command is most certainly vile:
'Kill each boy child born in all of Israel! '
I hear mothers weeping.
The monsters are feasting.
A child's meat is sweet to those beasts in the Nile.
Revile this intrusion lest I fall beguiled,
O Merciful Maker of waters and whiles.
Spare please my son from the fierce crocodiles!

Alas, and I fear never more will I smile.
They've taken my baby boy down to the Nile.
My son is not screaming.
It sounds like he's singing;
Though soon he will bathe as among pedophiles.
Denial will not spare him nor savoring bile.
O Merciful Maker of waters and whiles,
Spare please my son from the fierce crocodiles.

Merciful Maker of waters and whiles,
Who spared not my son from the fierce crocodiles,
But spared instead Moses,
And he will deliver
All children of Israel from out of the Nile.
In this trial I'll praise you and smile in this while,
O Merciful Maker of waters and whiles,
Who spared not my son from the fierce crocodiles.

Deliverer Moses resembles your child,
O Merciful Maker of waters and whiles;
Though Moses was rescued
But your son not spared-
Devoured his flesh as with beasts of the Nile.
You meanwhile were pleased as you stood by and smiled,
O Merciful Maker of waters and whiles,
Who spared not your own son to make me your child.

poem by Hm. Nes
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Be In My Heart

What did I ever do for you, that you should die for me
And what did I ever give to you, that you should live in me
Now and forever and always true, your love has found a way
As I was, I am and always will be, will be
Be in my heart, be in my head, be in my soul tonight
Live in my words, let it be said, live in my life tonight
Pray that I never take in vain, the name I hold most dear
His love in very heart of me, casts out all doubt and fear
Now and forever and always true, your love has found a way
As I was, I am and always will be, will be
Be in my heart, be in my head, be in my soul tonight
Live in my words, let it be said, live in my life tonight
Tonight we shall sweetly sleep
Tonight by still waters deep
Tonight for my soul to keep, still waters lead me to your
Still waters, I need to drink of your still waters
Now that I know the kind of love that comes to fill me up
Fill me anew with love from you and overflow my cup
Now and forever and always true, your love has found a way
As I was, I am and always will be, will be
Be in my heart, be in my head, be in my soul tonight
Live in my words, let it be said, live in my life tonight
Still waters running deep
Still waters my soul to keep
Still waters its your love flowing over me

song performed by by Cliff Richard
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I'm Ready For Love (Love Ballad) :

Take me to the ocean with you.
Hold me, don't ever let go.
Give me your heart if you will.
I will give you my love.
Everytime we go..

'Cause you know, I'm ready for love.
And I know, I'm ready for you.
To love me, so love me today.
I will love you the same way too.

Let's take our time.
We'll view the ocean.
Scan the waves, then we'll see the shore.
These waves should carry.
All of our love.
All across the sea..

'Cause you know, I'm ready for love.
And I know, I'm ready for you.
To love love, so love me today.
I will love you, the same way too..

We'll kick some sand.
We'll wade in the water.
Live and love, let our lives be free.
Catch the waves that cross the water.
Share our love, through eternity..

'Cause you know, I'm ready for love.
And I know, I'm ready for you.
To love me, so love me today.
I will love you, the same way too..

I will love you, the same way too...

Beach Love ballad By Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 1985,2009..
ALL rights reserved..

poem by Kim Robin Edwards
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Curling Waters

The tide rolls in on curling waters,
then stretches its fingers to touch the shore.
It hisses as each wave breaks
and its white waters pound against
the sands and rolling stones.
We can sit for hours watching
its endless race
to see which finger
can go farthest up the shore.
Its waters then retreat
as a new wave takes its place.

25 September 2008

poem by David Harris
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Wedding Vows Renewed (Seaside)

I vow to you as we stand beside the ocean,
that my love is never ending,
like the waves that rush to shore.
That I will nourish you until the end of time,
just as these waters are vital for living things.
That my love will always be there for you
and you can depend on me,
just as the tides are unchanging.
That my constant devotion is yours,
like the sun rises and sets upon these waters.
And I vow that even when there are troubled waters,
I will stand beside you to ride out the storm.
As our children grow, and our home becomes still,
I look forward to growing old with you.
And we can take walks on the beach,
and I will hold your hand in mine
and remember back on all the good times.
And look forward to our new adventures.
As God as my witness all these things I vow to you
I will love you until the end of time.

poem by Tamara Daniel
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song performed by by Scorpions
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As They Stroll Along

The silvery moonlight
dances on the incoming waves
as they hiss against the shore.
Couples arm in arm
dare the waters
as it curls around their toes.
They smile at one another,
capture a lingering kiss
by the waters edge
and their feet leave footprints
in the dampened sand
as they stroll along
a shore made for love.

23 May 2008

poem by David Harris
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Ancient Egyptian Women Bathe In River Nile

The River Nile, the sphinx, the pyramids,
ask questions of us all, as do the bodies,
skin tones, sweet sweat, female Egyptians.

Ra and Nile melt golden skin colours,
into fresh taste of sacred Nile waters,
pyramids watch longing as Nile floods.

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Whales Weep Not!

They say the sea is cold, but the sea contains
the hottest blood of all, and the wildest, the most urgent.

All the whales in the wider deeps, hot are they, as they urge
on and on, and dive beneath the icebergs.
The right whales, the sperm-whales, the hammer-heads, the killers
there they blow, there they blow, hot wild white breath out of the sea!

And they rock, and they rock, through the sensual ageless ages
on the depths of the seven seas,
and through the salt they reel with drunk delight
and in the tropics tremble they with love
and roll with massive, strong desire, like gods.
Then the great bull lies up against his bride
in the blue deep of the sea

as mountain pressing on mountain, in the zest of life:
and out of the inward roaring of the inner red ocean of whale blood
the long tip reaches strong, intense, like the maelstrom-tip, and comes to rest
in the clasp and the soft, wild clutch of a she-whale's fathomless body.

And over the bridge of the whale's strong phallus, linking the wonder of whales
the burning archangels under the sea keep passing, back and forth,
keep passing archangels of bliss
from him to her, from her to him, great Cherubim
that wait on whales in mid-ocean, suspended in the waves of the sea
great heaven of whales in the waters, old hierarchies.
And enormous mother whales lie dreaming suckling their whale-tender young
and dreaming with strange whale eyes wide open in the waters of the beginning and the end.

And bull-whales gather their women and whale-calves in a ring
when danger threatens, on the surface of the ceaseless flood
and range themselves like great fierce Seraphim facing the threat
encircling their huddled monsters of love.
and all this happiness in the sea, in the salt
where God is also love, but without words:
and Aphrodite is the wife of whales
most happy, happy she!

and Venus among the fishes skips and is a she-dolphin
she is the gay, delighted porpoise sporting with love and the sea
she is the female tunny-fish, round and happy among the males
and dense with happy blood, dark rainbow bliss in the sea.

poem by David Herbert Lawrence
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Princess of the Stars

(To M/V Princess of the Stars, swallowed by the waters with hundred people within it last June23,2008, Philippines)

You sailed as stars hid through shadows of the night.
Never did you think in your wildest dream
a silhouette of a fight.
Your knights would have been there with you
but you moved on all alone-
yet, a hundred souls lay silent
deep within your womb.
The wind, harsh and angry slapped your very face;
enormous waves pushed you all away.
Why did you choose that crucial way?
Where are your stars, have they betrayed thy grace,
ne'r watching at you as Frank destroyed thy face?
Your highness what thou hast done
to your water friend or your self alone...
why does the wave in its outrage
took you from this earthly stage?
Why does the wind in its loudest cry
never warned you for goodbye;
Never a time you need a moment
being master of your soul...
trying to save the little ones inside you,
those lovers hoping still-
yet nature has betrayed thee,
hopeless, is what you feel.
You failed, you truly failed
as waters swallowed you-
got drowned weeping as your lonely heart sank.
Islands near you, mourning as they sang.
The only thing you think of till your last breath
are those souls you took with you to death.
Heavens took those souls away...
waters took their hearts.
God bless them as you never did
Princess of the Stars.

poem by Jessel Jane Tevar
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Deliver Me Out

Deliver me out of the river of your love,
And do not allow me to be drawn;
For i am in the deep waters of your love and,
You stood in awe because you were moved by my passion.

Of the emotions of this river,
I am in the deep waters of your love and i need help;
And you have to put joy into my heart to deliver me out!

You are all about this river and i need your deliverance,
So come and save me and take me home;
For the one who needs my love also wants me on this case.

This river has taken me so far,
So come and deliver me out of this deep water of your love!
For i'm about to sink into the mire of deep places.

Fill my lips with rejoicing and come forward to me,
For my heart desires to meet you around;
But listen to the pleadings from my mouth of love,
For i am in the deep waters of your sweet love!

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Deep Waters

(j.p. maunick/r. bull)
Is it a crime
For me to be feeling this way
Im going out of my mind
And theres no change from my runaway love
Is it a dream (is it a dream)
That Im throwing in the wishing well
Im losin control
Body and soul (body and soul)
Standin here waiting for a train that may never come
I saw the signs
Id read the book
I should have had a second look
But, boy you caught me dreamin
And there were times youd come around
And wed agree just to be friends
Tell me who was foolin who
Chorus:
Deep waters, Im drownin in
Deep waters, slowly drownin in deeper
Deep waters, Im drownin in
Deep waters, slowly drownin in deeper
What do I say, what can I say
Where words have failed me before
What do I do, when Im feeling so blue
And theres no place, for me to run and hide
I saw the sun inside your smile
And wished for more than just a while
Cause, boy you caught me dreaming
A giant step into the dark
We threw caution to the wind
Tell me who was fooling who
Chorus
(Im drownin)
(deeper, deeper, deeper)
(Im drownin in deeper)
Oh, I saw the signs
I read the book
I should have had a second look
cos, boy you caught me dreamin
And there were times youd come around
And wed agree just to be friends
Tell me who was fooling, fooling who
Chorus
Repeat (fade)

song performed by by Incognito
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Nature At Its Best!

In walks across the countryside,
What wondrous sights these eyes have spied -
From foxes darting clean away
To badgers when they're lost in play!
A butterfly flits past my face
Another flower to embrace!
Perchance and serendipity
A flying eagle I might see...
An otter's seldom seen, and yet,
It happened once - I'll not forget!
I don't catch fish, I watch them swim -
Mid waters clear and waters dim.
Both frogs and salmon like to leap
From waters shallow, waters deep...
Binoculars assist me well,
Across the meadow, hill and dell...
I write down species one by one,
As this itself adds to the fun!
From nature books I swot and swot!
It's great to know I've learnt a lot!
I hear the calls of many birds -
It's almost like they're speaking words!
I like the redbreast robin most!
It's humble without need to boast!
Two hedgehogs visit now and then...
I've called one 'Bill', the other 'Ben'!
I like God's creatures near or far...
In fact, to me, each one's a star!
They're not all noble like the horse,
Yet they all bless my nature course!

poem by Denis Martindale
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Bathing

Bathing in a river is a fun

The flowing waters clash with your muscles

and runs past you

It fails to carry you off

where Proserpine surrounded by sea nymphs

holds her court

But dip into the waters once

And for a few seconds you foget yoursel; f

You can feel at that time the waves of nothingness

taking possession of

Think and you are amidst fire

Think and you are amidst surging sounds

It is sheer sensation and thoughtlessness

The reality then pricks you penetrates into you

pours into you waters of nothingness and life

They give you some prescience of the world

which Proserpine rules

Once you pop up from the waves you are baptised

Because you dipped in the well of light

Water and fire, light and wind, sound and silence

They remain different and yet they come to you

as if they are not different from one another

And bathin g is a great fun

poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya
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My Love Fantasy (I am ready for love)

I'm ready for love but love is not ready for me
How come this wasn't suppose to be
Be free, happy but not lonely just loving truly
I am ready for love so ready for love........
Love is what I am
Playing back in my mind is this for real this time
I am ready love so so ready for love
For deep in my heart I found that special one
What's his name? ? ? ?
That's not important but i am so ready for love
Thinking about how much love I have to give to that special person
Thinking about how he makes me feel inside
I felt as if I could just cry
Crying is not my specialty
But thinking about him brings tears to my eyes
Because honestly he makes me happy
Sometimes I ask myself 'WHY? '
WONDERING WONDERING
All I can say is I Love Him.
I am ready for love.

poem by Anita Khelawan
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Epilogue [Epilog]

Near the shore of the sad sea
On a rock I lean,
Waters tremble with great glee,
Very deep and green.

On my soul there is a weight,
A love that has drowned,
For it cannot shun this state,
Carries it around.

Like the eagle, which in flight
Disappears away,
Over sea waves keeping tight
In its claws the prey.

poem by George Topîrceanu, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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Genesis BK III

(ll. 135-143) The day departed, hasting over the dwellings of
earth. And after the gleaming light the Lord, our maker, thrust
on the first of evenings. Murky gloom pressed hard upon the
heels of day; God called it night. Our Lord sundered them, one
from the other; and ever since they follow out the will of God to
do it on the earth.

(ll. 143-153) Then came a second day, light after darkness. And
the Lord of life ordained a pleasant firmament amid the waters.
Our Lord sundered the seas and established the heavens. By His
word the King, Almighty God, raised them above the earth. The
waters were divided under the heavens by His holy might; the
waters were sundered from the waters, under the firmament.

(ll. 154-168) Then came hasting over the earth the third fair
morning. Not yet were the wide ways and spacious tracts useful
unto God, but the land lay covered by the deep. The Lord of
angels, by His word, commanded that the waters come together,
which now beneath the heavens hold their course and place
ordained. Then suddenly, wide-stretching under heaven, lay the
sea, as God gave bidding. The great deep was sundered from the
land. The Warden of life, the Lord of hosts, beheld the dry
ground far outspread. And the King of glory called it earth.
For the ocean-billows and the wide-flung sea He set a lawful path
and lettered them....

((LACUNA -- two to three leaves missing))

poem by Caedmon
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Tides of Joy

Blue waves crash into the golden sands
Wonder and awe amidst the great sea
Waters with foamy waves
Waters with dancing sunlight
A sense that someday love will rule

Butterflies amidst the philodendrons
Old stonewalls with vines
I never tire of the ocean
Shoreline of life
My soul fills with praise

You are a flower of the sea
The salty air blows thru your hair
Your eyes bright with the sky
Eternal mystery fills the day
Feelings of ancient ships
Sand castle art
Sea gulls
We are lovers
We are born to be together
We feel the sea like a preacher
Joined by love in wondrous awakening

The tide fills with joy

poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Words against Lesbia: to Furius and Aurelius

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Aurelius & Furius, True Comrades

No. 11

Merciful Maker of Waters and Whiles

Be In My Heart

I'm Ready For Love (Love Ballad) :

Curling Waters

Wedding Vows Renewed (Seaside)

Partners In Crime

As They Stroll Along

Ancient Egyptian Women Bathe In River Nile

Whales Weep Not!

Princess of the Stars

Deliver Me Out

Deep Waters

Nature At Its Best!

Bathing

My Love Fantasy (I am ready for love)

Epilogue [Epilog]

Genesis BK III

Tides of Joy

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Words against Lesbia: to Furius and Aurelius

Related quotes

Aurelius & Furius, True Comrades

No. 11

Merciful Maker of Waters and Whiles

Be In My Heart

I'm Ready For Love (Love Ballad) :

Curling Waters

Wedding Vows Renewed (Seaside)

Partners In Crime

As They Stroll Along

Ancient Egyptian Women Bathe In River Nile

Whales Weep Not!

Princess of the Stars

Deliver Me Out

Deep Waters

Nature At Its Best!

Bathing

My Love Fantasy (I am ready for love)

Epilogue [Epilog]

Genesis BK III

Tides of Joy

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