On A Picture Of Seneca Dying In A Bath, By Jordain
While cruel Nero only drains
The moral Spaniard's ebbing veins,
By study worn, and slack with age,
How dull, how thoughtless is his rage!
Heighten'd revenge he should have took,
He should have burnt his tutor's book;
And long have reign's supreme in vice;
One noble wretch can only rise;
'Tis he whose fury shall deface
The Stoic's Image in this piece,
For, while unhurt, divine Jordain,
Thy work and Seneca's remain,
He still has body, still has soul,
And lives and speaks restored and whole.
poem by Matthew Prior
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
Nero
Nero
He can be anywhere on earth
And still be there for you
Nero
He can do anything in life
While you're feeling lost and lonely
But I swear - he will care
Nero
Only when dreams have died
It's time to say goodbye
Oooh Nero
You can stand any pain
With a smile on your face - I swear
Nero
Just smile
So destiny won't keep you crying
Nero
Let your heartlight find a way
Let everybody know what you say
Nero
He can bear anything
Except your tears - I swear
Ooh Nero
He can fight anyone
But he's caught in your love - I swear
Nero ...
Nero
He can be anywhere
And still be there for you
Nero
I see you standing there
With a smile on your face - I swear
song performed by by Vanilla Ninja
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Gimme Some Slack
I wanna shake like liguardia
Magic mouth in the sun
Train ride to the courtyard
Before you can run
Down at the end of lonely street
Where no one takes a walk
Someone lyin at your feet
And someones gettin off
Just gimme some slack, yeah
Just gimme some slack
Just gimme, slack
Thats all I want is slack
The seven floors of walkup
The odor musted cracks
And the peeping keyhole introverts
With the monkeys on their backs
And the rooftops strung with frauleins
The pastel pinned up sails
The eighteen color roses
Against your face so pale
A just gimme some slack, thats right
Uh gimme some slack
Gimme, slack, oo yeah
All I want is slack
I wanna float like euripides
All visions intact
Im alright with fellini fiends
A trippin over the track
Down at the end of l-onely street
Where no one takes a chance
Someones in the cheap light
Someone wants to dance
Just gimme some slack, thats right
All I want is slack
Oh, gimme, slack
All I want is slack
Gimme, slack
Slack
Slack
Sssslack
Slack
[unintelligible]slack
song performed by by Cars
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Virtuosity
The wind was talking
about the fever of thoughtless verdict
of a wrong moral
for a clean exit.
In these times of conflict
during green burial, you will not
start a dialogues for fear of
annoying the priest.
The sun was digging out the
cotyledons from the reactors,
the tainted water will take the revenge
on shocked sky.
A hole is dug in the heart
of scavengers. They will not
find the healthy food any more
in this shirtless crowd.
poem by Satish Verma
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Sorrow
life is a mystery
existing in the recesses of the heart
innermost
can not be revealed
when the burning heart
by revenge
revenge is only a catastrophe
sorrow and destruction we
when the fire burns
in chest
revenge fire only
destroy
civilization
when cities
burnt
children crying
in the living father
and the mother]
abandoned love
philanthropy
poem by Prasetya Utama
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Victims continue
Revenge is the means God punishes by.
Pleasure of revenge is God given bait.
Revenge removes hurt feelings, yet no good.
Revenge breeds revenge; victims continue.
02.05.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Get On With The Show
(Van Morrison)
I just can't seem to take much more of this
Got too much hassle baby and not enough bliss
Got to give these hangers on a miss
'Cos I need some help I just don't get
No one seems to understand what's up
What's up, what's up
So called friends come and go
And things just don't add up
Trying to make my way
Through all this illusion and myth
I don't even have no safety net
Nero fiddled while Rome burnt
Napoleon met his Waterloo
Sampson went spare when Delilah cut his hair
But little David slew Goliath too
I'm just trying to get some results
Listen baby I'm not trying to start my own cult
Please tell me something that I don't know
I just wanna get on with the show
Nero fiddled while Rome burnt
Napoleon met his Waterloo
Sampson went spare when Delilah cut his hair
But little David slew Goliath too
You'd think some program might do the trick
Let me tell you this wall of fog
Is just too thick
I thought of everything but the whip
But baby nobody on my ship is up to it
I'm just trying to get some results, some results
I'm not trying to start my own cult, no ..
Just tell me something that I don't know
I just wanna get on with the show
I just wanna get on with the show
Just tell me something that I don't know
I just wanna get on with the show
And if it don't work then let it go
song performed by by Van Morrison
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Hangmans Knee
(hopkins, beck, newman, stewart, wood)
Hangman, hangman, slack your noose
Slack it, oh slack it
Slack it for a while
There aint no use in your hurrying me
Aint nothing gonna change things now
Now I aint trying to prove your judge is wrong
And your jury, oh your jury
I guess Ill know the way out
And if you kill me with my canvas shirt
Good god, you could put my lawyer in jail
Listen
Its just this twenty two minutes to prepare yourself
I havent been in this position before
Wash your hands, get your .? .
Find the waistcoat, lock the door.
And oh!
Get your .? .
Oh yeah, get your .? . lock the door
Come on
Listen to this one
Oh hangman, hangman, slack your noose
Oh slack it, please slack it
Oh just slack it awhile, give me one more chance
There aint no use in you hurryin me
Good god, nothings gonna stop me now
Oh
Dont you worry
Cause you never get your .? .
Well, might get your waistcoat on
Ha-ha
Heh-heh
song performed by by Rod Stewart
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
The World Skips Over Three Drains.
No one lifts their hats these days
As the world skips over three drains.
We forget our lessons learnt
Why not rewrite the books we burnt?
poem by David Lacey
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Joan of Ark
Joan of Arc
I had not been told much about you,
But I know how much the world
can be so cruel.
Thousands you had conquered with
the rage of your lance,
Warfare should not be something
of an art,
But then I had felt the love of God
in your heart.
Like a a witch you were bound
and burnt in a stake
But today in our hearts you live
as a saint,
Let not the world you strove to create
be forgotten,
As our sins we pray and hope to be
forgiven.
poem by Efe Benjamin
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
My Personal Revenge
(english translation by jorge calderon)
My personal revenge will be the right
Of our children in the schools and in the gardens
My personal revenge will be to give you
This song which has flourished without panic
My personal revenge will be to show you
The kindness in the eyes of my people
Who have always fought relentlessly in battle
And been generous and firm in victory
My personal revenge will be to tell you good morning
On a street without beggars or homeless
When instead of jailing you I suggest
You shake away the sadness there that blinds you
And when you who have applied your hands in torture
Are unable to look up at what surrounds you
My personal revenge will be to give you
These hands that once you so mistreated
But have failed to take away their tenderness
It was the people who hated you the most
When rage became the language of their song
And underneath the skin of this town today
Its heart has been scarred forevermore
It was the people who hated you the most
When rage became the language of their song
And underneath the skin of this town today
Its heart has been scarred forevermore
And underneath the skin of this town today
Red and black, its hearts been scarred
Forevermore
song performed by by Jackson Browne
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
In marriage, a man becomes slack and selfish, and undergoes a fatty degeneration of his moral being.
quote by Robert Louis Stevenson
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Cruel Summer
Dans la chaleur de la nuit qui s'enroule tout autour de moi
Je marche seule sans savoir pourquoi tu n'es plus l
Ca tourne dans ma tte
Et tout s'arrte
Ta voix me parle tout bas
Je ne sais plus o j'en suis, je ne vois plus que toi
It's a cruel, cruel summer
C'est fini
Tu n'es qu'un rve qui s'enfuit
It's a cruel, cruel summer
Now you're gone
You're not the only one
The city is crowed
My friends are away
And I'm on my own
It's too handle
So I've got to get up and go
It's a cruel, cruel summer
C'est fini
Tu n'es qu'un rve qui s'enfuit
It's a cruel, cruel summer
Now you're gone
You're not the only one
It's a cruel, cruel summer
C'est fini
Tu n'es qu'un rve qui s'enfuit
It's a cruel, cruel summer
Now you're gone
You're not the only one
Cruel summer, it's a cruel summer Cruel summer, it's a cruel summer
It's a cruel, cruel summer
C'est fini
Tu n'es qu'un rve qui s'enfuit
It's a cruel, cruel summer
Now you're gone
You're not the only one
Cruel summer, it's a cruel summer Cruel summer, it's a cruel summer
It's a cruel, cruel summer
C'est fini
Tu n'es qu'un rve qui s'enfuit
It's a cruel, cruel summer
Now you're gone
You're not the only one
It's a crue , cruel summer, c'est fini
song performed by by Ace Of Base
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
We must try to advance the cause of humanity by developing in ourselves, as well as in others, a higher type of manhood and womanhood than the past has known. To aid in the evolution of a new conscience, to inject living streams of moral force into the dry veins of materialistic communities is our aim. We seek to come into touch with the ultimate power in things, the ultimate peace in things, which yet, in any literal sense, we know well that we cannot know. We seek to become morally certain — that is, certain for moral purposes — of what is beyond the reach of demonstration. But our moral optimism must include the darkest facts that pessimism can point to, include them and transcend them.
quote by Felix Adler
Submitted by anonym
Vote! | Copy!
Revenge
Live to die
For a heart jam
Fight to love a
Super bitch
Drive her roots
Straight to hell
Atomic ass 99
Another cosmic monster
Spits his teeth
In your eye
More dead than alive
Revenge is better than
Love
Revenge is better than
Love
Frankenstein
Was built for you
But he must be
Destroyed
Cut him down yeah
In his prime
And let the party
Begin
Not much of a face
tombstone laughing
More dead than alive
Revenge is better than
Love
Revenge is better than
Love
Revenge
Revenge
Revenge
Revenge
They sharpened their war
Pure fear as a weapon
Brilliance through
Centuries
Time rolls on and on and
The river of life
Drowning everyone but me
Turn my back
And disappear
Chill is in my gut
Turns me loose
Head splits like wood
Mind collide confession
Rambling remember when
Sweat meant something
More dead than alive
Revenge is better than
Love
Revenge is better than
Love
song performed by by White Zombie
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Revenge
Live to die
For a heart jam
Fight to love a
Super bitch
Drive her roots
Straight to hell
Atomic ass 99
Another cosmic monster
Spits his teeth
In your eye
More dead than alive
Revenge is better than
Love
Revenge is better than
Love
Frankenstein
Was built for you
But he must be
Destroyed
Cut him down yeah
In his prime
And let the party
Begin
Not much of a face
Tombstone laughing
More dead than alive
Revenge is better than
Love
Revenge is better than
Love
Revenge
Revenge
Revenge
Revenge
They sharpened their war
Pure fear as a weapon
Brilliance through
Centuries
Time rolls on and on and
The river of life
Drowning everyone but me
Turn my back
And disappear
Chill is in my gut
Turns me loose
Head splits like wood
Mind collide confession
Rambling remember when
Sweat meant something
More dead than alive
Revenge is better than
Love
Revenge is better than
Love
song performed by by Rob Zombie
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Revenge
Did it help, babe?
That broken heart that you gave.
Did it make you giggle up,
To know
He is down.
And now out of luck.
Did it help you, babe?
Did you feel good being
Cruel and mean?
Aweful is the word to use,
When someone like you...
Seeks revenge.
Did it help you, babe?
Falling in and out of love.
Was the last one better than before...
Or was that all just to keep score,
And revenge.
Did it help, babe?
That broken heart that you gave.
Did it make you giggle up,
To know
He is down.
And now out of luck.
Did it help you, babe?
Falling in and out of love.
Was the last one better than before...
Or was that all just to keep score,
And revenge.
Aweful is the word to use,
When someone like you...
Seeks revenge.
When someone like you...
Seeks revenge.
When someone like you...
Seeks,
Revenge.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Bambino Io, Bambino Tu (Legenda)
Lui stava l seduto nel giardino,
ed era quasi nudo e piccolino.
Da dove era venuto non lo so,
era normale che lui fosse l.
Aveva un occhio nero e un occhio blu,
bambino io, bambino tu.
Sembrava primavera ed era inverno,
e c'erano dei fiori tutto intorno.
Doveva essere buio e c'era luce,
e tutto quello che mi piace.
Aveva un occhio nero e un occhio blu,
bambino io, bambino tu.
Mi sono seduto in terra l vicino,
ed era lui mio padre e lui mio figlio.
Ho parlato di cose che non so,
di cose che non ho saputo mai.
Aveva un occhio nero e un occhio blu,
bambino io, bambino tu.
E ninna oh e ninna ah.
E ninna oh e ninna ah.
Poi mi venuto sonno l in giardino,
cantava e la sua voce era sottile.
Mi sono svegliato e lui non c'era pi,
c'era un fiore di carta al posto suo.
Io avevo un occhio nero e un occhio blu,
bambino io, bambino tu.
Mi sono svegliato e lui non c'era pi,
io avevo un occhio nero e un occhio blu,
bambino io, bambino tu.
Bambino io, bambino tu.
E ninna oh e ninna ah.
E ninna oh e ninna ah.
E ninna oh e ninna ah.
E ninna oh e ninna ah.
E ninna oh e ninna ah.
E ninna oh e ninna ah.
E ninna oh e ninna ah.
E ninna oh e ninna ah.
E ninna oh e ninna ah.
E ninna oh e ninna ah.
E ninna oh e ninna ah.
E ninna oh e ninna ah...
E ninna oh e ninna ah.
E ninna oh e ninna ah.
E ninna oh e ninna ah.
E ninna oh e ninna ah.
song performed by by Zucchero
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
If I knew... [De-aş şti...]
If I knew that all my tears
Would become white pearls sublime,
To enrich your future years
I would shed them all the time.
If I knew the blood that drains
From my heart would become gold
I would surely cut my veins
And I'd give you all this hoard.
poem by Alexandru Macedonski, translated by Octavian Cocoş
Submitted by anonym
Vote! | Copy!
At Night When You Are Fast Asleep
i do not care much if you do not care about what i do at night when i am alone in my study
(actually writing poetry)
all i need is only a little warmth from the silky, curly hair of my poodle
sleeping beside my bare feet contented with the touch of my toes.
the two of us, just the two of us,
against the rage of the cold, dark night
the light from a study lamp
mingling with the glare of the monitor
a miniature of life
an islet of my nocturnal universe.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Man’s Satan
Every man houses in him Satan,
Who is ‘the unconquerable cool,
And study of revenge, immortal hate,
And courage never to submit or yield.’
05.01.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!