Epitaph on Charles II
Here lies a great and mighty King,
Whose promise none relied on;
He never said a foolish thing,
Nor ever did a wise one.
poem by Lord John Wilmot
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The Wise And The Foolish
Oh woe is me if all around me thinks me foolish!
Oh woe is me for all around me have tought themselves wise!
Wise is he that knows that he is foolish and seeks to be wise!
And foolish is he that knows not that he is a fool and thus seeks not wisdom!
Oh man, answer thee this! Is it better to be foolishly wise or to be wisely foolish?
Seek thou the truth and it shall set you free from thy woes!
poem by Overlord Don Manuel Ihcakeyno
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God Bless Our Good and Gracious King
God bless our good and gracious kind,
Whose promise none relies on,
Who never said a foolish thing,
Nor ever did a wise one.
poem by Lord John Wilmot
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Lamb Of God
Spoken:
After jesus was born in bethlehem in judea
During the time of king herod
Wise men from de east came to jerusalem and asked
Where is the one who is born king of the jews?
We saw his star in the east and we have come to worship him
Lord we have traveled far
Torn and weary guided by your star
There before us the living king
Halleluiah his praises sing
Herod with a evil plan
Kill the babies
Came his bold command
He tried to alter gods holy plan
God has saved him
The son of man
Behold the lamb of god
The mighty king of god
The chosen one of god
Behold the lamb of god
The mighty king of love
The chosen one of god
Three kings from a distance come
Bearing gifts for the only one
Shout to heaven sound the drum
Tell the nations
The lord has come
Behold the lamb of god
The mighty king of god
The chosen one of god
Behold the lamb of god
The mighty king of love
The chosen one of god
He came to bring us his peace
He came to bring us his joy
To bring us love
Behold the lamb of god
The mighty king of god
The chosen one of god
Behold the lamb of god
The mighty king of god
The precious lamb of god
Behold the lamb of god
The mighty king of god
The chosen one of god
Spoken:
And so the wise men the shepherds
The ox and the lamb
The angels above
All rejoiced at gods command
As a star shine from heaven
This new king to adorn
On that very first christmas
When jesus christ was born
song performed by by Donna Summer
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The Foolish Thing To Do
I was thinking just the other day
How it started in such a strange way
It ended in a strange way too
And this is why I am singing this song for you
Its a foolish thing to do
Such a foolish thing to do
Give your heart to someone new
Its a foolish thing to do
(yeah)
Weve all made the same mistakes
One foolish glance one smile we made
A hundred thousand feel this way
While other people are just waiting for the day
Its a foolish thing to do
Such a foolish foolish thing to do
Go when you want it
When you need it
Dont just believe it
For the first an last time
Stop !
Youd better look around
One day youll walk into the room
Your eyes will meet
Youll fall in love too soon
The next time you might hesitate
The chance is all those rooms have eyes
So dont forget
Its a foolish thing to do
Such a such a foolish thing to do
To go and give your heart and soul to someone new
Its a foolish foolish thing to do
So when you feel it
When you can touch it
And you believe it
For the first an last time
Stop !
Youd better look around
Its a foolish thing to do
Such a foolish thing to do
song performed by by Heaven 17
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You're Leaving Too Soon
You're leaving too soon
You oughta try believin' just for a day or two
You're tryin' to be wise and that's a foolish thing to do
Close the door
You're leaving too soon
You'll never learn to fly unless you learn to fall
You'll never know the answers 'till you've heard the call
You can't turn your back until you face it all
Take my word
You're leaving too soon
You're leaving too soon
You oughta try believin' just for a day or two
You're tryin' to be wise and that's a foolish thing to do
Close the door
You're leaving to soon
Babe you shouldn't go until you know just what I mean
Now, "happy ever after", I have never seen
But still we might come closer than we've ever been
Come over here
You're leavin' too soon
You're leavin' too soon
You oughta try believin' just for a day or two
You're tryin' to be wise and that's a foolish thing to do
Close the door
You're leaving too soon
You're leaving too soon
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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The mystic rose
In ancient times
a warrior prince travelled to the East
to find the wisest man on earth.
Stars guided him
over uncharted terrain
to the court of Enoch
who counselled with the Almighty God.
Great and knowledgeable king,
point me the way
to find the most beautiful flower of all,
it’s called the mystic rose,
and like crystal its leaves glitters
in colours of blue, violet and ruby red
and its odour is more divine
than that of any other bloom.
Why do you need this spectre flower
the great wise king asked?
To win the heart of the girl that I desire
the prince proclaimed.
Where will I find the mystic rose?
The rich prince asked again
while his servants
brought great gifts to the wise king.
Enoch looked the prince in the eye
and said:
Somewhere in the depths
of your inner soul
lies the flower that you seek.
Without words the prince
studied the wise king
and thought about his words
without really comprehending.
The words were perplexing to the prince.
What is the mystic rose,
the prince asked at last
Its unconditional, self-sacrificing
and called perfect love
the wisest man said to him.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Sent As From A School--Fellow To My Son
I grieve to see you waste your Time,
And turn your Thoughts so much to Rhyme,
Be wise--your useless Views resign,
And fly the fair, delusive Nine.
I know, they try their wonted Art,
To win your easy, youthful Heart;
They talk of an immortal Name,
And promise you the Realms of Fame:
A mighty Empire, Con. 'tis true,
But wondrous small the Revenue!
They'll tell you too, to gain their Ends,
That Verse will raise you pow'rful Friends.
Believe me, Youth, this is not true:
The Great think ev'ry Thing their Due.
poem by Mary Barber
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The gluttons
The food that is sweet in the mouth of the goat can kill the goat,
what other name can i give to GREED to make it mild in the mouth?
fear of tomorow has maimed Ngogo kingdom and her people.
Ah Ngogo, why are you fated for doom?
king wants the head of another king.
father dies, sons die
see government without humanity;
religion without God;
business without conscience;
democracy without people;
election without voters.
The death that kills the mother hen never allows its eggs to hatch.
O king! O prince! what have you gained,
that you acquire all but have none?
vanity! phantasmagoria!
what a foolish wisdom.
Iyolo the bird fetches water in the mouth,
keeps some on the wings, yet,
goes home with nothing.
Flying, that of the wings pours out;
Opening mouth to exclaim, that of the mouth pours away.
no one fetches water from the river with a basket.
king fights king-betrayal; breach of trust.
yes, it is a vainglory, Ngoma's gluttony to own the world and its fullness.
But the rich are poor as much as the poor are rich,
the foolish are wise as much as the wise are foolish. Brothers kills each other for selfish interesin wealth and power.
Foolish wisdom!
like father like sons,
is it not thier doomsday?
Why not eat and let them eat?
live and let live.
man dies; all in him, all he knows,
all he has.beauty too shall vanish.
now see, Ngoma mourns!
Here, see a dynasty lost!
poem by Randy Micheal
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Growing
I began in the beginning
in my mother's womb.
What was it like?
Like a warm happy room
But they soon squeezed me out of there.
They said she's cute but not much hair.
And I began to grow and grow.
There wasn't anything I didn't know
but they beat it out of me.
They didn't like what they could see
reflected in my eyes.
I was too young and yet too wise.
They tried to fill me up with lies
and yet somehow I knew.
Just what I knew
I do not know
for I forget more
the more I grow.
But this I know
its lies
Its lies.
There's hollowness behind their eyes.
They fill us up with lies.
They make us grow foolish
though we were born wise.
poem by Gillian Commerford
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Any Foolish Thing
By michael mcdonald & chuck sabatino
Im not used to saying things like that
cause all my best intentions fall so flat
But when it comes down to it
My love for you knows no limit, darling
Ill say, Ill do
Chorus:
Any foolish thing to call on your affection
Any foolish thing to show how much I care
Any foolish thing that we say might come about
(any foolish thing that we say might just come true)
Dont take it lightly, girl
cause it could just work out
(Id bet it all on you)
That this love wont be any foolish thing
I know you dont believe in every line you hear
Forgive me if Im sounding too sincere
But I cant take chances you might slip away
While I wait for the right time
And place to say
Chorus:
Could turn you away
Can lead you astray
Or shadow this love I feel
Anything I say
Might make you see
That deep in my heart
Your love is safe with me
Chorus:
song performed by by Michael Mcdonald
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Phoenix Reborn
From the Great Fire’s ash, a new Phoenix shall rise
It’s glory is born from another’s demise
It’s mighty wings spread, as the Fire Bird sings
It’s voice heals the world, as it spreads it’s great wings
It rises above, a new King of the Skies
To the ends of the Earth the great Phoenix flies
Reborn from ashes, the Great Flame of the Sky
But in a burst of flame, this Phoenix shall die
Reduced to but ash, 'til the fire is stoked anew
This is the fate of the Phoenix, King of Skies Blue
From the ashes of death, shall a great flame be born
From the Great Fire’s ash, mighty Phoenix reborn
poem by Tim Vallie
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Foolish Boys With Their Toys
Foolish boys with their toys
Written by Wilfred Mellers, Friday, November 23,2012
You are a foolish boy with your toys
You own the world and everyone in it
The hearts and souls you can't ever win it
Information access you spin it
You are a foolish boy with your toys
You spit hate and say you are great
You turn a blind eye when others die
Sure you can blow up the world if you want to
Tell me, then what will you do?
You are a foolish boy with your toys
When you see the world to its end
Will that mean that you are men?
Arrogant and so unwise
Surrounded by stooges to fill your heads with lies
How foolish can you be?
Masters of the world and ruler of none
Life you took solely for fun
The gun took everything you claim to own
What will you do when you are left here all alone?
You're a foolish boy with your toys
Coding your messages to the grassroots
Fictitious fantasy filled with pure untruths
So foolish and unwise
You can't even see you own demise
Foolish boys with your toys
You've gained the world yet lost your soul
The very land you stand on you stole
This very world you're going to destroy
No steeds left to herd by the cowboy
You've been very foolish boys with your toys
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Psalm 111 part 2
The perfections of God.
Great is the Lord; his works of might
Demand our noblest songs:
Let his assembled saints unite
Their harmony of tongues.
Great is the mercy of the Lord;
He gives his children food;
And, ever mindful of his word,
He makes his promise good.
His Son, the great Redeemer, came
To seal his cov'nant sure;
Holy and reverend is his name,
His ways are just and pure.
They that would grow divinely wise
Must with his fear begin;
Our fairest proof of knowledge lies
In hating every sin.
poem by Isaac Watts
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Silence is foolish if we are wise, but wise if we are foolish.
quote by Charles Caleb Colton
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Sonnet 8
the madman who thinks you to possess
by bending will to his own consent,
seeking thereby to force love's access,
doing injury to love, love does absent.
foolish prove he who does by storm
a conquest launch in desire of you:
he does to himself and you this harm-
love he stains with a selfish view.
your will no possession by force affords,
no access by he who would conquest will,
yet he who your contrary will so disbars
is wise, will contrary to love to kill!
mad, foolish, wise; such and so am i;
more foolish than wise, i cannot deny.
poem by Doug Bentley
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Circle Of Promises
Promise! promise! ! promise! ! !
That's all what they give
That's all we have.
Every four years,
We are circled with promises
Our air are clustered with lies
Echoes of deafening fake promises
Are laid as baits to cajole us
Banals coloured with lies are displayed
Castles are built in the sky
Just to get what they want
All is a circle of promises
Instead for the coconut leave to become tender
It becomes harder as it matures
The more they promise,
The more lies are told,
The less we get.
Once they get what they want
They bolt into their chambers
Where they become lords to us
Never to reckon with us
Until another season of deception.
poem by Babatunde Aremu
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Buyers and sellers
When a thing is sold
There has been a buyer.
When a thing is bought
There has been a seller.
Neither action is foolish
Nor are they wise too.
Both are right in their decisions.
Future will tell about their fate.
24.10.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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It is a profitable thing, if one is wise, to seem foolish.
Fergus And The Druid
Fergus. This whole day have I followed in the rocks,
And you have changed and flowed from shape to shape,
First as a raven on whose ancient wings
Scarcely a feather lingered, then you seemed
A weasel moving on from stone to stone,
And now at last you wear a human shape,
A thin grey man half lost in gathering night.
Druid. What would you, king of the proud Red Branch kings?
Fergus. This would I Say, most wise of living souls:
Young subtle Conchubar sat close by me
When I gave judgment, and his words were wise,
And what to me was burden without end,
To him seemed easy, So I laid the crown
Upon his head to cast away my sorrow.
Druid. What would you, king of the proud Red Branch kings?
Fergus. A king and proud! and that is my despair.
I feast amid my people on the hill,
And pace the woods, and drive my chariot-wheels
In the white border of the murmuring sea;
And still I feel the crown upon my head
Druid. What would you, Fergus?
Fergus. Be no more a king
But learn the dreaming wisdom that is yours.
Druid. Look on my thin grey hair and hollow cheeks
And on these hands that may not lift the sword,
This body trembling like a wind-blown reed.
No woman's loved me, no man sought my help.
Fergus. A king is but a foolish labourer
Who wastes his blood to be another's dream.
Druid. Take, if you must, this little bag of dreams;
Unloose the cord, and they will wrap you round.
Fergus. I See my life go drifting like a river
From change to change; I have been many things --
A green drop in the surge, a gleam of light
Upon a sword, a fir-tree on a hill,
An old slave grinding at a heavy quern,
A king sitting upon a chair of gold --
And all these things were wonderful and great;
But now I have grown nothing, knowing all.
Ah! Druid, Druid, how great webs of sorrow
Lay hidden in the small slate-coloured thing!
poem by William Butler Yeats
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Hes The King
(harold faltermeyer/ gernot rothenbach)
Producers for bonnie: harold faltermeyer and gernot rothenbach
Hes seen all the changes
been going up and down
Had to rearrange it
But never lost his crown
Never was afraid of
Playing his last round
He is, he is the king
Look into his face
It never told you lies
Falling down from grace
Has been more than twice
But theres always one thing
You should realise
He is, he is the king
He is the king
No one else will be around
He is the king
Sometimes lost but now hes found
Without losing all, you wont touch sacred ground
He is, he is the king
He is the king
Loving her was easy,
They were day and night
Trying to release her
Was a never ending fight
He had only one chance
Playing for her life
He is, he is the king
But theres always one thing
You should realise
He is, he is the king
He is the king
No one else will be around
He is the king
Sometimes lost but now hes found
Without losing all, you wont touch sacred ground
He is, he is the king
He is the king
No one else will be around
He is the king
Sometimes lost but now hes found
Without losing all, you wont touch sacred ground, yeah
He is, he is the king
He is the king
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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