In Horologium
Inter marmoreas Leonorae pendula colles
Fortunata mmis Machina dicit horas.
Quas manibus premit ilia duas insensa papillas
Cur mihi sit digito tangere, amata, nefas?
poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley
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De Inconstantia Foeminei Amoris
CATUL. EP. 71.
DE INCONSTANTIA FOEMINEI AMORIS.
Nulli se dicit mulier mea nubere velle,
Quam mihi: non, si Jupiter ipse petat;
Dicit; sed mulier cupido quod dicit amanti,
In vento et rapida scribere oportet aqua.
FEMALE INCONSTANCY.
My mistresse sayes she'll marry none but me;
No, not if Jove himself a suitor be.
She sayes so; but what women say to kind
Lovers, we write in rapid streams and wind.
poem by Richard Lovelace
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Le Deux Machina
Le Deux Machina is a nearly 6 minute piano song by Mike Garson, a few seconds of it was used in Glass + The Ghost Children. A full synth version of this can be found on Machina II. And a full piano version can be found on a bootleg called Friends and Enemies of Modern Music (not to be confused with Machina II)
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins
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On the Flight of Time
Horace: Book I, Ode 2
"Tu ne quæsieris, scire nefas, quem, mihi, quem tibi"
AD LEUCONOEN
Look not, Leuconoë, into the future;
Seek not to find what the answer may be;
Let no Chaldean clairvoyant compute your
Time of existence. . . . It irritates me!
Better to bear whatever may happen soever
Patiently, playing it through like a sport,
Whether the end of your breathing is Never,
Or, as is likely, your time will be short.
This is the angle, the true situation;
Get me, I pray, for I'm putting you hep:
While I've been fooling with versification
Time has been flying. . . . Both gates!
Watch your step!
poem by Franklin P. Adams
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Onde Ests
Onde Estas
Nelly Furtado
(Whoa Nelly!)
Nas horas do dia
Nas horas do dia
Espero a noite
Espero a noite
Nas horas do dia
Nas horas do dia
Espero a noite
Espero a noite
Vejo as ondas
A pasar pelo mar
Vejo as ondas
A pasar pelo mar
La, la, la
La, la, la, la
Nas horas do dia
Nas horas do dia
Espero a noite
Espero a noite
Nas horas do dia
Nas horas do dia
Espero a noite
Espero a noite
Vejo estrelas gritar
Seu nome pelo ar
Vejo estrelas gritar
Seu nome pelo ar
La, la, la
La, la, la, la
Nas horas do dia
Nas horas do dia
Feixo meus olhos
Feixo meus olhos
Vou pelos campos
A perguntar onde estas
Vou pelos campos
A perguntar onde estas
Onde estas
Onde estas
Onde estas
Ondes estas
song performed by by Nelly Furtado
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Onde Estas
Nas horas do dia
Nas horas do dia
Espero a noite
Espero a noite
Nas horas do dia
Nas horas do dia
Espero a noite
Espero a noite
Vejo as ondas a passar pelo mar
Vejo as ondas a passar pelo mar
Mar mar
Nas horas do dia
Nas horas do dia
Espero a noite
Espero a noite
Nas horas do dia
Nas horas do dia
Espero a noite
Espero a noite
Vejo estrelas gritar seu nome pelo ar
Vejo estrelas gritar seu nome pelo ar
Mar mar
Nas horas do dia
Nas horas do dia
Fiexo meus olhos
Fiexo meus olhos
Vou pelos campos a perguntar onde ests
Vou pelos campos a perguntar onde ests
Onde ests
Onde ests
Onde ests...
song performed by by Nelly Furtado
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Present Imperative
Horace: Book I, Ode 11
"Tu ne quaesieris--scire nefas
--quem mihi; quem tibi--"
AD LEUCONOEN
Nay querry not, Leuconoë, the finish of the fable;
Eliminate the worry as to what the years may hoard!
You only waste your time upon the Babylonian Table--
(Slang for the ouija board).
And as to whether Jupiter, the final, unsurpassed one,
May add a lot of winters to our portion here below,
Or this impinging season is to be our very last one--
Really, I'd hate to know.
Apply yourself to wisdom! Sweep the floor and wash the dishes,
Nor dream about the things you'll do in 1928!
My counsel is to cease to sit and yearn about your wishes,
Cursing the throws of fate.
My! how I have been chattering on matters sad and pleasant!
(Endure with me a moment while I polish off a rhyme).
If I were you, I think, I'd bother only with the present--
Now is the only time.
poem by Franklin P. Adams
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Lamour Deux
Jte suis des yeux
Cest un jeu
Et quand a tourne
Tragique
Jeux dangereux
Lenjeu
Est-ce le faux au secours
Panique
Lamour ça sfait
A deux
Bien fait cest du feu
De dieu
Mais quas tu fait
De moi
Je nsais pas
Lamour deux
Cest quand tu veux
Tu nes pas de
De ceux
Que lon dtourne
Lenjeu
Est-ce le faux au scours
Panique
Lamour ça sfait
A deux
Bien fait cest du feu
De dieu
Mais quas tu fait
De moi
Je nsais pas
Lamour deux
Cest quand tu veux
Sois affectueux
Tu peux
Il ny a que
Lphysique
Sinn adieux
Nous deux
Surtout pas de
Panique
Sois chaleureux
Je veux
Tu es par trop
Cynique
Mais quas tu fait
De moi
Je nsais pas
Lamour deux
Cest quand tu veux
song performed by by Vanessa Paradis
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Dies Irae
Dies irae! dies ilia!
Solvet saeclum in favilla
Teste David cum Sibylla.
Quantus tremor est futurus,
Quando Judex est venturus.
Cuncta stricte discussurus.
Tuba mirum spargens sonum
Per sepulchra regionem,
Coget omnes ante thronum.
Mors stupebit, et Natura,
Quum resurget creatura
Judicanti responsura.
Liber scriptus proferetur,
In quo totum continetur,
Unde mundus judicetur.
Judex ergo quum sedebit,
Quicquid latet apparebit,
Nil inultum remanebit.
Quid sum miser tunc dicturus,
Quem patronem rogaturus,
Quum vix justus sit securus?
Rex tremendae majestatis,
Qui salvandos salvas gratis;
Salva me, Fons pietatis
Recordare, Jesu pie
Quod sum causa tuae viae;
Ne me perdas illa die.
Quarens me sedisti lassus
Redimisti crucem passus,
Tantus labor non sit cassus.
Juste Judex ultionis,
Donum fac remissionis
Ante diem rationis.
Ingemisco tanquam reus,
Culpa rubet vultus meus;
Supplicanti parce, Deus.
Qui Mariam absolvisti
Et latronem exaudisti,
Mihi quoque spem dedisti.
Preces meae non sunt dignae,
Sed tu bonus fac benigne
Ne perenni cremer igne.
Inter oves locum praesta.
Et ab haedis me sequestra,
Statuens in parte dextra.
Confutatis maledictis,
Flammis acribus addictis,
Voca me cum benedictis.
Oro supplex et acclinis,
Cor contritum quasi cinis;
Gere curam mei finis.
Lacrymosa dies illa
Qua resurgent et favilla,
Judicandus homo reus
Huic ergo parce, Deus!
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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Ausonius
AUSONIUS.
Vane, quid affectas faciem mihi ponere, pictor,
Ignotamque oculis solicitare manu?
Aeris et venti sum filia, mater inanis
Indicii, vocemque sine mente gero.
Auribus in vestris habito penetrabilis echo;
Si mihi vis similem pingere, pinge sonos.
IN ENGLISH.
Vain painter, why dost strive my face to draw
With busy hands? a goddesse eyes nere saw.
Daughter of air and wind, I do rejoyce
In empty shouts; (without a mind) a voice.
Within your ears shrill echo I rebound,
And, if you'l paint me like, then paint a sound.
poem by Richard Lovelace
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Sanazari Hexasticon
SANAZARI HEXASTICON.
Viderat Adriacis quondam Neptunus in undis
Stare urbem et toto ponere Jura mari:
Nunc mihi Tarpeias quantumvis, Jupiter, Arces
Objice et illa mihi moenia Martis, ait,
Seu pelago Tibrim praefers, urbem aspice utramque,
Illam homines dices, hanc posuisse deos.
SANAZAR'S HEXASTICK.
In Adriatick waves when Neptune saw,
The city stand, and give the seas a law:
Now i' th' Tarpeian tow'rs Jove rival me,
And Mars his walls impregnable, said he;
Let seas to Tyber yield; view both their ods!
You'l grant that built by men, but this by gods.
poem by Richard Lovelace
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In peace, children inter their parents; war violates the order of nature and causes parents to inter their children.
quote by Herodotus
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Idem Latine Redditum
Heu inimicitias quoties parit æmula forma,
Quam raro pulchrae, pulchra placere potest!
Sed fines ultrà solitos discordia tendit,
Cum flores ipsos bilis et ira movent.
Hortus ubi dulces præbet tacitosque recessûs,
Se rapit in partes gens animosa duas,
Hic sibi regales Amaryllis candida cultûs,
Illic purpureo vindicat ore Rosa.
Ira Rosam et meritis quæsita superbia tangunt,
Multaque ferventi vix cohibenda sinû,
Dum sibi fautorum ciet undique nomina vatûm,
Iusque suum, multo carmine fulta, probat.
Altior emicat illa, et celso vertice nutat,
Ceu flores inter non habitura parem,
Fastiditque alios, et nata videtur in usûs,
Imperii, sceptrum, Flora quod ipsa gerat.
Nec Dea non sensit civilis murmura rixæ,
Cui curæ est pictas pandere ruris opes.
Deliciasque suas nunquam non prompta tueri,
Dum licet et locus est, ut tueatur, adest.
Et tibi forma datur procerior omnibus, inquit,
Et tibi, principibus qui solet esse, color,
Et donec vincat quædam formosior ambas,
Et tibi reginæ nomen, et esto tibi.
His ubi sedatus furor est, petit utraque nympham
Qualem inter Veneres Anglia sola parit;
Hanc penes imperium est, nihil optant amplius, hujus
Regnant in nitidis, et sine lite, genis.
poem by William Cowper
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Crepúsculo1
En la tarde, en las horas del divino
crepúsculo sereno,
se pueblan de tinieblas los espacios
y las almas de sueños.
Sobre un fondo de tonos nacarados
la silueta del templo
las altas tapias del jardín antiguo
y los árboles negros,
cuyas ramas semejan un encaje
movidas por el viento
se destacan oscuras, melancólicas
como un extraño espectro!
En estas horas de solemne calma
vagan los pensamientos
y buscan a la sombra de lo ignoto
la quietud y el silencio.
Se recuerdan las caras adoradas
de los queridos muertos
que duermen para siempre en el sepulcro
y hace tanto no vemos.
Bajan sobre las cosas de la vida
las sombras de lo eterno
y las almas emprenden su viaje
al país del recuerdo.
También vamos cruzando lentamente
de la vida el desierto
también en el sepulcro helada sima
más tarde dormiremos.
Que en la tarde, en las horas del divino
crepúsculo sereno
se pueblan de tinieblas los espacios
y las almas de sueños!
poem by Jose Asuncion Silva
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The Immigrant
Marion Cotillard, Joaquin Phoenix, Jeremy Renner, Dagmara Dominczyk, Jicky Schnee, Maja Wampuszyc, Ilia Volok, Angela Sarafyan, Antoni Corone
from The Immigrant (2013)
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Afer Ventus
Mare nubrium. umbriel.
Mare imbrium. ariel.
Et itur ad astra.
Et itur ad astra.
Mare undarum. io. vela.
Mirabile dictu. mirabilia.
Mirabile visu. mirabilia.
Et itur ad astra.
Et itur ad astra.
Sempervirent. rosetum.
Afer ventus. zephryus.
Volturnus. africus.
Et itur ad astra.
Et itur ad astra.
Etesiarum. eurus.
Running verse:
Suus cuique mos. suum quique.
Meus mihi, suus cuique carus.
Memento, terrigena.
Memento, vita brevis.
Meus mihi, suus cuique carus.
, , ,
song performed by by Enya
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Happy Pill
There was a 'happy pill' it laughed all day
But when I went to swallow it
The laughter went away
Not even a chuckle or a giggle
Or a tiny squeak
But from the depths out of the jar
I heard a small voice speak
'Please don't inter gest me'
'I said what? inter jest? '
'I'm just intend to swallow you, so forget about the rest! '
But then he let out such a cry, I stopped
And said 'Is it true? if you are a happy pill, why are you so blue?
'I'm happy when I'm left alone so please don't inter gest'
If you try to eat me, I'll struggle and protest'
'I won't slide down or glide inside, I'll stick inside you're chest'
I know how to make you sick, and I can stopping you breathing
One sip of me will make you ill, cos killing you is easy'
So stay away and listen to my laughter from afar
For I am an 'ecstatic pill'
When left inside the jar
It's not my job to make you smile
Cos you're chemically erratic
Just eat some fruit you boring smooch
'And stop being so dramatic'
poem by Yvette Smith
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Interdependent origination
Matter and energy coexist,
Interact, inter-depend and
Convert to each other constantly
Well beyond man's observations.
Everything that is happening
Cannot be explained away
By mere cause and effect theorry.
All're inter-dependant origins.
Predictions are from known cause and effect.
There come unknown causes and effects too.
All the eggs don't hatch; all the seeds don't sprout.
You cover up them with luck and fate.
Interdependent origination
Is an intricate and interwoven
Phenomenon on a constant run,
Defying intuition and reasoning.
05.05.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Dance A Multi-Coloured Dance Of Rainbow
Words can fail like magnets not sticking to the fridge
and we all complain when the rent is due again.
Pay your bills and meet the obligations of
the world, never mind attending to the
payment of your soul.
The new voice is speaking, the new religion
has been announced. We are to celebrate
everything and tradition we are to renounce.
Dance a multi-coloured dance of rainbow
prisms and inter-faith delusions.
We are to ignore the truth of the Gospel
for too many find that it offends. We must
not have complaining and so we must merge
into one blend. Let the fires burn so
brightly as we burn away the words
we do not like. Dance a multi-coloured
dance of rainbow prisms and
inter-faith delusions.
Men should not sleep with women, for
that is not the way the new voices want
it to be. Instead they should seek male
partners and live in illusions of
conformity. We must not call a spade
a spade for in doing so we ignore
the new mindset.
Dance a multi-coloured dance of rainbow
prisms and inter-faith delusions.
No need to wave flags for we must
not cause nationalism to exist. Only
one nation is right and that is the
propaganda we must believe. So we
watch our televsions and rejoice
in the latest American war.
Dance a multi-coloured dance of rainbow
prisms and inter-faith delusions.
The parade has begun, and the marchers
have lined up like soliders in a drill.
The banners are ready ot wave, the
sound of music will soon flood the
streets. We will march for equality
and conform ourselves to a plastic
sheeted state of being. Dance a
multi-coloured dance of rainbow
prisms and inter-faith delusions.
And though the old ways will not die,
we will pretend they do not matter.
We will surrender ourselves to
immoral methods of existing. We
will speak only of politically correct
topics and we shall never disagree.
Dance a multi-coloured dance of rainbow
prisms and inter-faith delusions.
poem by Chris G. Vaillancourt
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Space Cowboy
Everything is good and brown
Oh I'm here again
With a sunshine smile upon my face
My friends are close at hand
And all my inhibitions
Have disappeared without a trace
I'm glad, oh I found
Somebody who I can rely on
This is the return of the space cowboy
Inter-planetary good vibe zone
Say at the speed of Cheeba, oh you and I go deeper
Maybe I'll have to get high to get by, hey
I got that Cheeba-Cheeba vibe
Everything is good oh and green
Say I'm red again
And I don't suppose I'm comin' down
I can see clearly, so high in sky
A man with psychedelic picture frames
Of happiness to shade his eyes
He's glad, oh that he found, ooh
Somebody who he can rely on
This is the return of the space cowboy
Inter-planetary good vibe zone
Say at the speed of Cheeba, oh you and I go deeper
Hey now, maybe I'll have to get high just to get by, hey
Maybe I'm gonna have to get high
Hey maybe I'm gonna have to get so high, hey
So high yeah, so high yeah, you and I
Hey
Now this is the return of the space cowboy
Oh inter-planetary good vibe zone
Gettin' high, oh gettin' high
Oh this is the return of the space cowboy
Inter-planetary good vibe zone
This is the return of the space cowboy
Inter-planetary good vibe zone
Say at the speed of Cheeba, oh you and I go deeper
Hey now we'll go deeper, oh now we'll go deeper
You and I, you and I, you and I, you and I
You and I, you and I, you and I, you and I
Now we'll go deeper yeah
song performed by by Jamiroquai
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