When love is in excess it brings a man nor honor nor any worthiness.
Euripides in Medea (-431)
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When love is in excess it brings a man nor honor nor any worthiness.
You Gotta Say Yes
One two three
A little fool i want to be
Two three four
You can give me more
Five six seven
I don't want to wait for heaven
Nine ten eleven
Going back to seven
Seven eight nine
Kann denn das noch sein?
We love it
We need it
Excess
We hate it
We want it
Express
We feel it
We get it
Not less
We need it
We love it
Excess
song performed by by Yello
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You Gotta Say Yes To Another Excess
One two three
A little fool I want to be
Two three four
You can give me more
Five six seven
I don't want to wait for heaven
Nine ten eleven
Going back to seven
Seven eight nine
Kann denn das noch sein?
We love it
We need it
Excess
We hate it
We want it
Express
We feel it
We get it
Not less
We need it
We love it
Excess
song performed by by Yello
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You Gotta Say Yes
One two three
A little fool i want to be
Two three four
You can give me more
Five six seven
I don't want to wait for heaven
Nine ten eleven
Going back to seven
Seven eight nine
Kann denn das noch sein?
We love it
We need it
Excess
We hate it
We want it
Express
We feel it
We get it
Not less
We need it
We love it
Excess
song performed by by Yello
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You Gotta Say Yes To Another Excess
One two three
A little fool I want to be
Two three four
You can give me more
Five six seven
I don't want to wait for heaven
Nine ten eleven
Going back to seven
Seven eight nine
Kann denn das noch sein?
We love it
We need it
Excess
We hate it
We want it
Express
We feel it
We get it
Not less
We need it
We love it
Excess
song performed by by Yello
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(Grateful Poem) A Hero's Ending
Yes indeed credit is never given where it should.
Especially when come to things of the good.
Even more is his worthiness of appreciation he constantly denies.
To live his life the best he can is all he tries.
The skies take these hero's quite frequently unnoticed.
To heaven they go by making a last stand.
In honor we should demand.
A remembrance never to be remembered.
No matter if it is a violent or a happy ending.
Somethings in this world are worth defending.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Your Love Still Brings Me To My Knees
(cook / wood)
Your love still brings me to my knees
From day to day you feel my needs
This flame that burns
Within my heart will never die
Oh, i bless the day you came along
You turned my life into a song
There is no greater love
And there will never be
'cause you're the only one
(your love still brings me to my knees)
Still bring me to my knees
You're the one, you're the one i long to please, oh darling, ah, ha
(your love still brings me to my knees)
(your love is killing me)
Oh, i find each day i love you more
Always the one i'm waiting for
No matter where i go
No matter what i do
'cause you're the only one
(your love still brings me to my knees)
Still brings me to my knees
Ah, you're the one i long to please, oh darling, ooh, aah, ooh
(your love still brings me to my knees)
(your love is killing me)
Now i never knew
What love was all about, yeah
Then you came along
Gave me a reason to stand up and shout, oh i love you
Oh darling
Your love still brings me to my knees
From day to day you feel my needs
There is no greater love
And there will never be
'cause you're the only one
(your love still brings me to my knees)
Still brings me to my knees
(your love is killing me)
(you're the one, you're the one i long to please
Still brings me to my knees
(your love still brings me to my knees)
Yes it does, sweet baby, ooh, ah
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, yeah
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Great Mission
The jungle near manaus
The amazonas full of piranhas
The birds of paradise
Disappear into the green desert
For years and years
We are hungry and desperate
For the only thing worth living
The excess
We end our great mission
Exhausted and sad
And there is no hope left
When suddenly
In a cloud of golden smog
The father of excess
Jumps out of the water of
The amazonas full of piranhas
And screams to the lost souls
What are you doing at the amazonas
Leave manaus full of piranhas [burp!]
You will not find excess in the jungle
And then
He opened the green curtain
Made of fleshy leaves and said
I show you the excess of the
Asphalt a montmartre
The excess of the belly-dance
In abu dhabi
And the excess of the everlasting night in manhattan [burp!]
Are you ready for the sensation del tango a rosario?
Leave him, the gorilla
Leave the jungle of the amazonas
Leave manaus full of piranhas
And follow father excess...
song performed by by Yello
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Great Mission
The jungle near manaus
The amazonas full of piranhas
The birds of paradise
Disappear into the green desert
For years and years
We are hungry and desperate
For the only thing worth living
The excess
We end our great mission
Exhausted and sad
And there is no hope left
When suddenly
In a cloud of golden smog
The father of excess
Jumps out of the water of
The amazonas full of piranhas
And screams to the lost souls
What are you doing at the amazonas
Leave manaus full of piranhas [burp!]
You will not find excess in the jungle
And then
He opened the green curtain
Made of fleshy leaves and said
I show you the excess of the
Asphalt a montmartre
The excess of the belly-dance
In abu dhabi
And the excess of the everlasting night in manhattan [burp!]
Are you ready for the sensation del tango a rosario?
Leave him, the gorilla
Leave the jungle of the amazonas
Leave manaus full of piranhas
And follow father excess...
song performed by by Yello
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Despair's advantage is achieved
799
Despair's advantage is achieved
By suffering—Despair—
To be assisted of Reverse
One must Reverse have bore—
The Worthiness of Suffering like
The Worthiness of Death
Is ascertained by tasting—
As can no other Mouth
Of Savors—make us conscious—
As did ourselves partake—
Affliction feels impalpable
Until Ourselves are struck—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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The Vows Go Unbroken
From the moment I met you,
you made my life complete.
This wave of pure devotion,
has swept me off my feet.
And tonight when we kissed,
you still took my breath away.
It goes without saying,
but I'll say it anyway.
The vows go unbroken
And you still know I do.
Love, keep and honor
Always true to you.
Though I have been tempted,
oh I have never strayed.
I'd die before I'd damage,
this union we have made.
The vows go unbroken
And you still know I do.
Love, keep and honor
Always true to you.
I knew from the first
That for better or worse,
I'd stand by you
All of my life.
And the go vows unbroken
And you still know I do.
Love, keep and honor
Always true to you.
Love, keep and honor
Always true to you...
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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Excess of liberty, whether it lies in state or individuals, seems only to pass into excess of slavery.
I am bound to add that the excess in too little has ever proved in me more dangerous than the excess in too much; the last may cause indigestion, but the first causes death.
quote by Giacomo Casanova
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Seventy Cities As Love Brings The Fall
He wants the world
Screams everything
Follows in love
Love brings the fall
She is a country
Feel for life
Follows in love
Love brings the fall
First tear forms in the right eye
This is the eye thats crying first
First tear forms in the right eye
This is the eye thats crying first
Going somewhere
Getting someplace
Going somewhere
Follows in love
Love brings the fall
Going somewhere
Getting someplace
Going somewhere
Follows in love
Love brings the fall
Going somewhere
Getting someplace
Going somewhere
Follows in love
Cities heavy
Moving breathing
Follows in love
Love brings the fall
The need to draw blood somehow
Follows in love
Love brings the fall
Breath is in
Breath is out
Im not seeing anything
I see too much
When the otherside of midnight calls
Remind me Im glad to be here
First tear forms in the right eye
This is the eye thats crying first
In seventy cities
In seventy cities
Oh no oh no oh no no no
Here it comes here it comes
Here it comes
Oh no
Lyrics : j kerr music : simple minds (c) emi publishing ltd reproduced without permission
song performed by by Simple Minds
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The Equation of Love
August 1st 1997, William S. Burroughs, a tired, elderly recluse,
whose arm had seen a thousand needles,
and whose hand had accidentally taken the life of his wife, Joan, in Mexico city,
sought to solve the equation of love.
The scribbles in his notebook composed his final journal entry
August 1st 1997,
Love? What is it?
Most natural pain
Killer what there is.
LOVE
Love - a natural pain killer - the cure for suffering
The answer - as far as he was concerned.
The next day - he would die.
He died having accepted love - but his approach was flawed
It wasn't his answer that was wrong, but the question.
Not what is love
But which love is
True love?
Love of self?
Love of others?
Love of God?
Love of country?
Platonic love?
Unrequited love?
Or what the Buddhists suggest
No love.
Where excess good can be as damaging as excess bad.
And that balance is key.
poem by C.S. Smith
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The worthiness
I made a gift to my sister
In a function hosted by her,
To show my worthiness,
With no love that dried long since.
29.06.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Bench and the Blonde in Black
His Honor walked into the shop
For of shopping his Honor was fond.
Did she blush? Did her eyes indicate shy surprise
In that slim little, trim little blonde?
Did his bachelor heart miss a beat?
Did she flash him a smile as she turned?
Did his Honor smile back at this vision in black?
Said his Honor, 'The case is adjourned.'
His Honor walked into his court.
Said the advocate, 'Shop-ladies lack
Much appeal, I submit, when these dark frocks they fit -'
Said his Honor, 'I like 'em in black.
Yes, I like 'em in black when they're blonde.
And I am not concerned with the cost.
It's a question of taste; and I've no time to waste.'
Said his Honor, 'Your action is lost.'
His Honor walked into the church.
'I will,' breathed his Honor, and beamed
On his blonde who, alack, was no longer in black,
For in ivory satin she gleamed.
Said the clergyman, 'Say after me -'
Said his Honor, 'My true wedded wife. . .
Er - at - sickness and health....and - er - all worldly wealth....'
Said his Honor, 'The sentence is life.'
His Honor walked up and walked down,
Sobbed the blonde, 'But you don't seem to care!
Why, my grey, pink and green are not fit to be seen;
And I haven't a rag fit to wear!
And you always did say I looked nice
In black suits? Twenty guineas? What fun!'
Then she smiled, kissed his neck, as he wrote out the cheque.
Sighed his Honor, 'Your suit, dear, is won.'
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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U-Brought
sunrise brings sunset
night brings day
life brings death
and you my dear
you bring love and happiness
poem by J.r. Poteau
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Sonnet: Share Your Excess
What for some people, wealth in haste amass?
What for some nations arms always accrue?
What for some persons sins commit, Alas!
They know that punishments are surely due.
Can not one change his attitudes for good?
Though old, some people's nature stays callow;
How much a stomach holds tho' dainty food?
Avarice to eat, you don't you allow.
Let excess things never remain with you,
The excess can be shared with all 'have-nots',
Your body serves others when you're dead too,
The 'haves' can change their poor fellowmen's lots.
Excess of wheat in granaries gets stale;
Use it to feed the starved ones to inhale.
poem by John Celes
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The Way That Honor Is
Honor, gold and praised
highlight of life
given to those raised
Honor struts about with the chest puffed out.
All of the achievements won
these past memories recalled and sway
Honor remembers what fun.
How fun it was to win the cause
to beat the challenge.
poem by Ryan Collins
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