A Salutation
High-hearted Surrey! I do love your ways,
Venturous, frank, romantic, vehement,
All with inviolate honor sealed and blent,
To the axe-edge that cleft your soldier-bays:
I love your youth, your friendships, whims, and frays;
Your strict, sweet verse, with its imperious bent,
Heard as in dreams from some old harper's tent,
And stirring in the listener's brain for days.
Good father-poet! if to-night there be
At Framlingham none save the north-wind's sighs,
No guard but moonlight's crossed and trailing spears,
Smile yet upon the pilgrim named like me,
Close at your gates, whose fond and weary eyes
Sought not one other down three hundred years!
poem by Louise Imogen Guiney
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A Cowboy's Way
Sometimes he gets crazy as men are known to do
He'll lose his head in spite of everything he stands to lose
What is it in a man that makes him act like such a fool
She swears she never knew but always needed to
But stubborn pride is just the way of cowboys i suppose
Even love can't change the things he ought to change the most
And it's pride that keeps him standing when he should be on his knees
Makin' apologies but she loves him desperately
Oh but now and again she wished he'd been a poet
So he'd know all the perfect lines to say
And have some great romantic way to show it
Be the hero ridin' up to save the day
And go ridin' high like a knight in shinin' armor
To sweep her up and carry her away
Oh but he don't have no magic ways to charm her
No cause even love can't change a cowboy's ways
"i love you" and "i'm sorry" are words that just don't come
Cause words like that are no match for the kind that rule his tongue
But his eyes keep tellin' her "you know i love you anyway
No matter what i say or what i never say"
Oh but now and again she wished he'd been a poet
So he'd know all those fancy lines to say
And have some great romantic way to show it
Be the hero ridin' up to save the day
And go ridin' high like a knight in shinin' armor
And sweep her up and carry her away
Oh but he don't have no magic ways to charm her
No cause even love can't change a cowboy's ways
His ways seem cold but she knows he's much warmer
But even love can't change a cowboy's ways
He's just a fool that must defend his honor
But even love can't change a cowboy's ways
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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A Cowboys Ways
Sometimes he gets crazy as men are known to do
Hell lose his head in spite of everything he stands to lose
What is it in a man that makes him act like such a fool
She swears she never knew but always needed to
But stubborn pride is just the way of cowboys I suppose
Even love cant change the things he ought to change the most
And its pride that keeps him standing when he should be on his knees
Makin apologies but she loves him desperately
Oh but now and again she wished hed been a poet
So hed know all the perfect lines to say
And have some great romantic way to show it
Be the hero ridin up to save the day
And go ridin high like a knight in shinin armor
To sweep her up and carry her away
Oh but he dont have no magic ways to charm her
No cause even love cant change a cowboys ways
I love you and Im sorry are words that just dont come
Cause words like that are no match for the kind that rule his tongue
But his eyes keep tellin her you know I love you anyway
No matter what I say or what I never say
Oh but now and again she wished hed been a poet
So hed know all those fancy lines to say
And have some great romantic way to show it
Be the hero ridin up to save the day
And go ridin high like a knight in shinin armor
And sweep her up and carry her away
Oh but he dont have no magic ways to charm her
No cause even love cant change a cowboys ways
His ways seem cold but she knows hes much warmer
But even love cant change a cowboys ways
Hes just a fool that must defend his honor
But even love cant change a cowboys ways
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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The Poet's Dream
The poet rested weary eyes
That read the heights and depths of sighs,
Compressed to redressed poetry,
Composed with utmost dignity...
The poet rested weary thoughts
More precious than a billion quartz,
More gracious than the stars above -
In contemplation of his love!
To him, she was the brightest star!
No matter where, both near and far!
To him, all dreams would lead to her!
His heart let nothing else occur!
Yet in this dream of dreams he knelt
Declaring all that Fate had dealt,
Confessing all in hopes to catch
The girl for whom he found no match!
She was 'THE ONE' who stole his heart
Who tore his simple world apart,
Who showed him nobler dreams to dream,
Who offered visions all supreme.
Now marriage seemed the only way -
With 'I LOVE YOU! ' the words to say!
Yet in his dream came no reply
And with her silence he could die!
No kiss occurred, no sweet embrace,
She gave no smile bestowing grace!
Though true romantic he must lose
For none can wed The Mystic Muse!
That's why male poets pine forlorn
In dreams of her... until the dawn...
poem by Denis Martindale
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Isnt It Romantic?
Isnt it romantic?
Music in the night, a dream that can be heard.
Isnt it romantic?
Moving shadows write the oldest magic word.
I hear the breezes playing in the trees above
While all the world is saying you were meant for love.
Isnt it romantic
Merely to be young on such a night as this?
Isnt it romantic?
Every note thats sung is like a lovers kiss.
Sweet symbols in the moonlight,
Do you mean that I will fall in love perchance?
Isnt it romance?
(instrumental)
Sweet symbols in the moonlight,
Do you mean that I will fall in love perchance?
Isnt it romantic?
Isnt it romance?
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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In Avalon Lived Hither An Yon
Hither an 'Yon lived in mystic Land o'Avalon,
Pretty lady Hither sought a handsome Don.
Yon was a guy who was in love with Hither,
When he was near Hither he was in a dither.
Love an' romance thrived in Land Avalon,
But not for Hither and guy named Yon.
Hither thought Yon was a village clod,
Yon hoped Hither would give a friendly nod.
Time goes but Hither was not fond of Yon,
Love was only half-bloom in Land Avalon.
Yon tried many ways to mend clumsy ways,
He read romance books for days and days.
Learned about sweet words an' pretty flowers,
Just how an when to seek loves lofty powers.
So love came to Hither and a guy named Yon,
And they loved together forever in Avalon
poem by Marion Gentry
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Isn't It Romantic
(feat. Dave Koz)
I've never met you, yet never doubt you
I can't forget you
I've thought you out, dear
I know your profile and I know the way you kiss
Just the thing I miss
On a night like this
If dreams are made of imagination
I'm not afraid of my own creation
With all my heart my heart is here for you to take
Why should I quake
I'm not awake
Isn't it romantic?
Music in the night, a dream that can be heard.
Isn't it romantic?
Moving shadows write the oldest magic word.
I hear the breezes playing in the trees above
While all the world is saying you were meant for love.
Isn't it romantic
Merely to be young on such a night as this?
Isn't it romantic?
Every note that's sung is like a lover's kiss.
Sweet symbols in the moonlight,
Do you mean that I will fall in love per chance?
Isn't it romance?
[Instrumental]
I hear the breezes playing in the trees above
While all the world is saying you were meant for love.
Isn't it romantic
Merely to be young on such a night as this?
Isn't it romantic?
Every note that's sung is like a lover's kiss.
Sweet symbols in the moonlight,
Do you mean that I will fall in love per chance?
Isn't it romance?
Isn't it romance?
Isn't it romance?
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Moonlight Eyes
Moonlight eyes I see you smile
It lightens up my night
Your smile takes all the fight out of me
Moonlight eyes I hear you cryin
It robs me of my pride
Theres nothing I can hide from moonlight eyes
I got no control
You just roll me like the sea
Oh moonlight eyes
Mooonlight eyes youre grown now
Ill soon be out of touch
Youll lose that innocence
That cost so much
Moonlight eyes youll find your pain
Youll say that Im all wrong
Therell always be a place where you belong
I got no control
You just roll me like the sea
Oh moonlight eyes
Tell your sweet lies only to me, only to me
Moonlight eyes you soothe me
Moonlight eyes youre easy on my soul
Moonlight eyes you are the reason
The meaning in the words
The words to every song Ive ever heard
Paralysed in sweet surprise
Your every wrong is right
One look into your night
Oh moonlight eyes
I got no control
You just roll me like the sea
Oh moonlight eyes
Tell your sweet lies only to me, only to me
Moonlight eyes.
(mccafferty)
(copyright 1980 ciroride limited)
song performed by by Nazareth
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Waiting
The sun has slipped his tether
And galloped down the west.
(Oh, it's weary, weary waiting, love.)
The little bird is sleeping
In the softness of its nest.
Night follows day, day follows dawn,
And so the time has come and gone:
And it's weary, weary waiting, love.
The cruel wind is rising
With a whistle and a wail.
(And it's weary, weary waiting, love.)
My eyes are seaward straining
For the coming of a sail;
But void the sea, and void the beach
Far and beyond where gaze can reach!
And it's weary, weary waiting, love.
I heard the bell-buoy ringing--
How long ago it seems!
(Oh, it's weary, weary waiting, love.)
And ever still, its knelling
Crashes in upon my dreams.
The banns were read, my frock was sewn;
Since then two seasons' winds have blown--
And it's weary, weary waiting, love.
The stretches of the ocean
Are bare and bleak to-day.
(Oh, it's weary, weary waiting, love.)
My eyes are growing dimmer--
Is it tears, or age, or spray?
But I will stay till you come home.
Strange ships come in across the foam!
But it's weary, weary waiting, love.
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Sweet Dreams
(graham russell)
This is the time when you need a friend
You just need someone near
Im not looking forward to the night I will spend
Thinking of you when youre not here
How many times will I think about the things
Id like to do
Always denied the right to live my life the way I want
I want to share it with you
(chorus)
Close your eyes I want to ride the skies
In my sweet dreams
Close your eyes I want to see you tonight
In my sweet dreams
Ill think of your kiss as the days roll by
And Ill write the words you love
And what I cant say in a letter
Will just have to wait till I get home
Ooh theres not much time to tell you half the things I should
Only that Im so glad I fell in love with you
And Id do it again if I could
(chorus)
Close your eyes I want to ride the skies
In my sweet dreams
Close your eyes I want to see you tonight
In my sweet dreams
(repeat chorus)
Sleep like a child resting deep
You dont know what you give me I keep
For these moments alone
(chorus)
Close your eyes I want to ride the skies
In my sweet dreams
Close your eyes I want to see you tonight
In my sweet dreams
song performed by by Air Supply
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I Rose Up As My Custom Is
I rose up as my custom is
On the eve of All-Souls' day,
And left my grave for an hour or so
To call on those I used to know
Before I passed away.
I visited my former Love
As she lay by her husband's side;
I asked her if life pleased her, now
She was rid of a poet wrung in brow,
And crazed with the ills he eyed;
Who used to drag her here and there
Wherever his fancies led,
And point out pale phantasmal things,
And talk of vain vague purposings
That she discredited.
She was quite civil, and replied,
'Old comrade, is that you?
Well, on the whole, I like my life. -
I know I swore I'd be no wife,
But what was I to do?
'You see, of all men for my sex
A poet is the worst;
Women are practical, and they
Crave the wherewith to pay their way,
And slake their social thirst.
'You were a poet - quite the ideal
That we all love awhile:
But look at this man snoring here -
He's no romantic chanticleer,
Yet keeps me in good style.
'He makes no quest into my thoughts,
But a poet wants to know
What one has felt from earliest days,
Why one thought not in other ways,
And one's Loves of long ago.'
Her words benumbed my fond frail ghost;
The nightmares neighed from their stalls,
The vampires screeched, the harpies flew,
And under the dim dawn I withdrew
To Death's inviolate halls.
poem by Thomas Hardy
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The Old Home Calls
Come back to me, little dancing feet that roam the wide world o'er,
I long for the lilt of your flying steps in my silent rooms once more;
Come back to me, little voices gay with laughter and with song,
Come back, little hearts beating high with hopes, I have missed and mourned you long.
My roses bloom in my garden walks all sweet and wet with the dew,
My lights shine down on the long hill road the waning twilights through,
The swallows flutter about my eaves as in the years of old,
And close about me their steadfast arms the lisping pine trees fold.
But I weary for you at morn and eve, O, children of my love,
Come back to me from your pilgrim ways, from the seas and plains ye rove,
Come over the meadows and up the lane to my door set open wide,
And sit ye down where the red light shines from my welcoming fireside.
I keep for you all your childhood dreams, your gladness and delights,
The joy of days in the sun and rain, the sleep of carefree nights,
All the sweet faiths ye have lost and sought again shall be your own,
Darlings, come to my empty heartI am old and still and alone!
poem by Lucy Maud Montgomery
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Pilgrim
And how do I choose and where do I draw the line
Between truth and necessary pain?
And how do I know and where do I get my belief
That things will be all right again?
What words do I use to try and explain
To those who have witnessed all my tears?
And what does it mean to know all these things
When loves been wasted all these years,
When loves been wasted all these years.
Standing in the shadows
With my heart right in my hand,
Removed from other people
Who could never understand.
I was a pilgrim for your love,
A pilgrim for your love,
A pilgrim for your love,
I was a pilgrim for your love.
Its like living in a nightmare,
Like looking in the blackest hole,
Like standing on the edge of nothing,
Completly out of control.
Now where have I been all these years
And how come I just couldnt see?
Like a blind man walking round in darkness,
I was a pilgrim for your love,
I was a pilgrim for your love.
Standing in the shadows
With my heart right in my hand,
Removed from other people
Who could never understand.
Chorus
I was a pilgrim for your love.
A pilgrim for your love.
I was a pilgrim.
Pilgrim for your love.
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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Sonnet # 17
Though I know thy heart is taken
These words to you I must say
Thou art lovely to gaze upon my dear
Your pretty smile shines brightly forth each day
No offence to thee is intended
But by a poet's honour I am duty bound
That when ever inspired by beauty such as yours
Poetic words of love must be written down
Sweet words of stirring romantic verse
Every other line to rhyme,
If only to say that if thy heart were free
I would swim the widest ocean to join your heart with mine
Your an angel sent from heaven you be just like a star
Thee ever seeming so close but yet so far
poem by John A. Hancock
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Talking In Your Sleep
(roger cook, bobby wood)
Three oclock in the mornin
And it looks like its gonna be another sleepless night
Ive been listening to your dreams and gettin very low
Wonderin what I can do
Maybe Im bein foolish
cause I havent heard you mention anybodys name at all
How I wish I could be sure its me that turns you on
Each time you close your eyes
Ive heard it said that dreamers never lie
Youve been talkin in you sleep
Sleeping in your dreams, with some sweet lover
Holdin on so tight lovin her the way
You used to love me
Talkin in your sleep
With lovin on your mind
Repeat verse #2
cause (repeat verse #3)
cause (repeat verse #3)
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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Brook Farm
Down the long road, bent and brown,
Youth, that dearly loves a vision,
Ventures to the gate Elysian,
As a pilgrim from the town.
Coming not so late, so far,
Rocks and birches! for your story;
Not to prate on vanished glory
Where of old was quenched a star;
Where of old, in lapse of toil,
Time but mocked a prayer pathetic;
Where the flower of good prophetic
Starved in our New England soil.
Ah! to Youth with radiant eyes,
For whom grief is not, nor daunting,
Lost glad voices still are chanting
‘Neath those unremaining skies,
Still the dreams of fellowship
Beat their wings of aspiration;
And a smile of soft elation
Trembles from its haughty lip
If another dare deride
Hopes heroic snapped and parted,
Disillusion so high-hearted
All success is mean beside.
poem by Louise Imogen Guiney
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Old-Fashioned Child.
He was born old; they who got him were grey,
And quaint as things that long had seasoned here
When that he came — a too true vintage of
The lateness of the brewing blood and brain;
Even as in their whims and ways he had
Existed, an imaginary thing,
Twin-lived in him and her e'en long before
They were united in the dream of love.
And therefore comes it that his young life wears
So old a countenance, that he in sooth
Is so too grown-up in his ways and whims;
Unlike the youngling of an early pair,
Who's ta'en the freshness of their favour on,
And is as frisky as the youth of love.
poem by Robert Crawford
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Bedtime Stories (Good Night)
The night is young and so are we,
My fairy tale of you and me will again soon be a reality.
Trials and tribulations we must encounter,
It do not matter so longst we live happily ever after.
I am doing the necessary for this to come true,
Good night and no I love you.
Sweet Dreams.
I was falling (in love) and now I am in (love) ,
I am enjoying it I do not want it to end.
You say I should explore,
There is no need to because it is you I adore.
Good night and sweet dreams 'ma baby',
I love you sincerely.
You make me want to write,
You make me always smile.
It's a bit to much,
Know its a reflection of your love.
I think of you daily,
In my mind you will always be 'Ma Baby'.
I just do not want to have our memory,
I yearn to be called your Official Lady.
All that's missing is time.
Everyday I ask myself is this day gonna be the day you ask me to deal,
Baby my words to you are undeniably real.
And you my love I would never deceive.
Have a blessed night and sweet dreams.
Last night I had a nightmare,
You spoke as if you do not care.
It's ok because we both have our good and bad days.
I am still loving you the same way.
Lets put this behind us,
No need to open Pandora's Box.
I am not avoiding it,
I ain't pretending this attitude do not exist.
It's apart of who you are.
My love I thought long and hard, far and wide,
Of something that would make you automatically smile.
Good night. I love you and Sweet Dreams.
You are precautious because your all is at stake,
I know this and it is your heart I want to take.
Never to give it back,
Do not worry with me you will always stay on track.
You already have mine, probably you not it,
I can tell because your actions sometimes show it.
With me your heart is treated like royalty,
Never sad and ever happy.
Sweet Dreams.
My tall, dark, knight and shining amour,
Yours truly Anita Forever.
Good Night.
poem by Anita Khelawan
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Victoria
Victoria, victoria I could love you for a hundred years
And still want more of ya!
Its been a long time now since high school days
But when Im with you, darling you still amaze me
No one could ever come before ya
God knows how much I still adore ya
My victoria, victoria, I could love you for a hundred years
And still want more of ya!
Hey little girl when we first met
I was shaking so hard you really made me sweat
You opened up my eyes and showed me
You took me by surprise and floored me
We walked to school together
Just a boy and a girl
We talked through all kinds of weather
About giving our love a whirl
Do you remember at the high school dance
When the beach boys sang about good vibrations
My victoria, victoria, I could love you for a hundred years
And still want more of ya!
We walked to school together
Just a boy and a girl
We talked through all kinds of weather
About giving our love a whirl
We were cruisin the strip every friday night
Headin for the beach in a two tone torc flight
First time I turned and saw you
God only knows I love you
Never anyone before you
Dont you know I still adore you
My victoria, victoria ...........chorus to fade
(sweet)
(copyright 1980 garthward limited)
song performed by by Nazareth
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Father Of Night
Father of night, father of day,
Father, who taketh the darkness away,
Father, who teacheth the bird to fly,
Builder of rainbows up in the sky,
Father of loneliness and pain,
Father of love and father of rain.
Father of day, father of night,
Father of black, father of white,
Father, who build the mountain so high,
Who shapeth the cloud up in the sky,
Father of time, father of dreams,
Father, who turneth the rivers and streams.
Father of grain, father of wheat,
Father of cold and father of heat,
Father of air and father of trees,
Who dwells in our hearts and our memories,
Father of minutes, father of days,
Father of whom we most solemnly praise.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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I Can’t Live Without Your Smile
Smile at me for good morning -
I can’t live without your smile.
Give me the morning blessing,
Please, give me the little while.
And smile at me for good night
To make my night dreams come true,
And smile at me by moonlight -
Your smile is of great value…
Smile at me for all my life,
Don’t stint on your smile at me,
And each day be nearby
To make my days and nights sweet.
poem by Jolanta Gradowicz
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