Ad Se Ipsum
DEAR sir, good-morrow! Five years back,
When you first girded for this arduous track,
And under various whimsical pretexts
Endowed another with your damned defects,
Could you have dreamed in your despondent vein
That the kind God would make your path so plain?
Non nobis, domine! O, may He still
Support my stumbling footsteps on the hill!
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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All said but not done
Well all said but not done
You said all when I had already gone
You uttered no word and I was desperate
Nothing else was left for me to relate
I was dumb founded and nearly broken
You had no tome to love as token
I had no place to go and try
I was choked and wanted to cry
It was not a wild goose chase
I had terrible and bad phase
I was damned from all the sides
I had no one to rest on and confide
It is one of the crucial tests
It all depends and rests
Upon the good will of yours
You did not care me but theirs
I know you inclined much
I too had feeling as such
I am nearly broke
Life has nearly gone to smoke
I am not sure of my come back
I am unsure of path or track
I won’t stop until I reach
The destiny with goals each
The world is not hostile
They have remained same meanwhile
We got to understand the trend and flow
Else it may any time deliver the blow
You may go into pieces
If you have no good wishes
You need support and blessings
Else it will be troubled water fishing
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Footsteps
Footsteps approach.
In my heart there is reproach.
Is it good or is it bad?
The uncertanty in this drives me mad.
Are they coming to kill me, or take me grand?
To higher plaines I never planned.
I hope it's not the footsteps of the damned.
To crush my soul with eternal cold.
The footsteps now grow very bold.
Inside I'm feeling dreads not told.
What will these footsteps hold?
I'll soon find out.
They're quite close now.
poem by Michael McParland
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A Good-Bye
FAREWELL! How soon unmeasured distance rolls
Its leaden clouds between our parted souls!
How little to each other now are we--
And once how much I dreamed we two might be!
I, who now stand with eyes undimmed and dry
To say good-bye--
To say good-bye to all sweet memories,
Good-bye to tender questions, soft replies;
Good bye to hope, good-bye to dreaming too,
Good-bye to all things dear--good-bye to you,
Without a kiss, a tear, a prayer, a sigh--
Our last good-bye.
I had no chain to bind you with at all;
No grace to charm, no beauty to enthral;
No power to hold your eyes with mine, and make
Your heart on fire with longing for my sake,
Till all the yearning passed into one cry:
'Love, not good-bye!'
Ah, no--I had no strength like that, you know;
Yet my worst weakness was to love you so!
So much too well--so much too well--or ill--
Yet even that might have been pardoned still--
It would have been had I been you--you I!
But now--good-bye!
How soon the bitter follows on the sweet!
Could I not chain your fancy's flying feet?
Could I not hold your soul--to make you play
To-morrow in the key of yesterday--?
Dear--do you dream that I would stoop to try?
Ah, no--Good-bye!
poem by Edith Nesbit
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Damned
Don't smoke don't fight don't light no cigarettes
Or else you'll wind up in the can
No jokes no rights sit tight don't fool around
You are a guest of Uncle Sam
Stand up look right don't slouch and stand at ease
Allow no sex above the knees
When I snap you jump into the master plan
I'll be damned
Well I'll be damned
I'll be damned if I drink or smoke
Damned if I steal your joke
I'll be damned if I go for broke
Damned if I do
Damned if I don't
Don't talk don't fool don't try to mess around
I'll make a monkey outta you
You sign your name right on that dotted line boy
I'll be damned
I'll be damned if I drink or smoke
Damned if I steal your joke
I'll be damned if I go for broke
Damned if I do
And damned if I don't
I'll be damned if I drink or smoke
Damned if I steal your joke
I'll be damned if I go for broke
I'm damned if I do
I'm damned if I don't
I'll be damned if I drink or smoke
Damned if I steal your joke
I'll be damned if I go for broke
I'm damned if I do
I'm damned if I don't
I'll be damned (6x)
song performed by by AC/DC from Stiff Upper Lip
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Damned
(young - young)
Dont smoke dont fight dont light no cigarettes
Or else youll wind up in the can
No jokes no rights sit tight dont fool around
You are a guest of uncle sam
Stand up look right dont slouch and stand at ease
Allow no sex above the knees
When I snap you jump into the master plan
Ill be damned
Well Ill be damned
Ill be damned if I drink or smoke
Damned if I steal your joke
Ill be damned if I go for broke
Damned if I do
Damned if I dont
Dont talk dont fool dont try to mess around
Ill make a monkey outta you
You sign your name right on that dotted line boy
Ill be damned
Ill be damned if I drink or smoke
Damned if I steal your joke
Ill be damned if I go for broke
Damned if I do
And damned if I dont, yeah
Come on
Ill be damned if I drink or smoke
Damned if I steal your joke
Ill be damned if I go for broke
Im damned if I do
Im damned if I dont
Ill be damned if I drink or smoke
Damned if I steal your joke
Ill be damned if I go for broke
Im damned if I do
Im damned if I dont
Ill be damned
Ill be damned
Ill be damned
Ill be damned
Ill be damned
Ill be damned
2000, j. albert & son, pty.
song performed by by AC-DC
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Jenny Dreamed Of Trains
This song was first released on the all aboard! album. it is the only album it has been released on.
When jenny was a little girl, she only dreamed of trains
She never played with dolls or lacy kinds of things
Jenny counted boxcars instead of counting sheep
She could go anywhere when she went to sleep
All she ever talked about was getting on to ride
She was living in another time you could see it in her eyes
And every day after school shed head down to the track
Waiting for the train that was never coming back
Jenny dreamed of trains
When the nighttime came
Nobody knew how she made it come true
Jenny dreamed of trains
The depots been boarded up, the rails have turned to rust
There hasnt been a train through here since the mill went bust
No one believed her when she said she heard the train
Said she was just a little girl acting kind of strange
Jenny dreamed of trains
When the nighttime came
Nobody knew how she made it come true
Jenny dreamed of trains
Jenny laid a penny on the track one day
In God we trust she walked away
The very next morning all she could find
Was a little piece of copper squashed flatter than a dime
Jenny dreamed of trains
When the nighttime came
Nobody knew how she made it come true
Jenny dreamed of trains
Nobody knew how she made it come true
Jenny dreamed of trains
Words and music by vince gill and guy clark
song performed by by John Denver
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Electric Blue
Electric blue eyes, where did you come from
Electric blue eyes, who sent you
Electric blue eyes, always be near me
Electric blue eyes, I need you
Domine, domine, deus
Domine, adiuva me
Domine, domine, deus
Domine, adiuva me
Hey, eh, hey, eh
If you should go, you should know I love you
If you should go, you should know Im here
Always be near me, guardian angel
Always be near me, theres no fear
Domine, domine, deus
Domine, adiuva me
Domine, domine, deus
Domine, adiuva me
Hey, eh, hey, eh
song performed by by Cranberries
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Damned if I Do
Damned if i do
damned if i dont
Damned if i will
Damned if i wont
One thinks im a genius
And should start a study
Another that i run
Dont settle down in a hurry
One reckons i'm a debater
Another thinks a preacher
Some say a scientist
Yet others a lecturer
They pull me this way
And they pull me that way
They all have different ideas
They all have their say
If i step out their ideas
Pull out your guns
Start shooting me up
Now this here is just fun
If i grow out wrong
By their standards
Watch them pull a scalpel
And snip away the 'flaws'
One wants me this way
One wants me the other
Catch twenty two, lucky you
Why should u even bother?
damned if i do
Damned uf i dont
Damned if u will
Damned if i wont
Stuck out in a desert
On my own, so alone
Ducking bullets and knives
Stumbling over stones
Im tired of all the ideas
Tired of being torn apart
Tired of others running my life
Of being told where im at
I think its time to choose
Pick my own way
Choose who i will follow
Choose where i will stay
If im damned if i do
And damned if i dont
I choose my own life
Im picking will or wont
Cause this is my life
Its what i do that matters
Im the one stuck with me
When everything falters
Damned if i do
Damned if i dont
God help me choose
What i will and what i wont
poem by Joses Tirtabudi
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I Don't Look Back
I was born to travel down blue highways
I never seem to learn much from my past
I don't make excuses for my mistakes
I take each day and I live it
Like it was my last
I don't look back
One foot in front of the other
On this one way track I don't look back
I live my life my way
I don't look back
I'm sure there's memories I've missed out on
There's been a couple of loves I've left behind
I haven't found a heart hat I can count on
But don't feel sorry for me
I ain't the lonesome kind
I don't look back
One foot in front of the other
On this one way track
I don't look back
I live my life my way
I don't look back
No I don't look back
I don't look back
One foot in front of the other
On this one way track
I don't look back
I live my life my way
I don't look back
I live my life my way
I don't look back
No I don't look back
No, no I don't look back
I don't look back
song performed by by Gary Allan
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Scars
(ian hunter/darrell bath/honest john plain)
Well I still got your blood running through my veins
I still got your blood running through my veins
And even though the circumstances change
I know we never got along - the pieces would not fit
And I still got the scars to show for it
Staring through the window at the rain
Is it me or have all the colours changed?
I was sick with jealousy
I know why you had to split
And you still got the scars to prove it.
I cant see them, but I can feel them
Theyre tearing me up inside
I feel them kicking - I feel them sticking
Like something in me died
And its all right - I wish you the very best
I just had to get it/this off my chest
People tell me on the street that you dont give a
I took that kind of hard
Its just another kind of scar I got to show for it
Its just another scar I got to show for it
I still got your blood running through my vein
But I still got your blood running through my vein
I still got your blood running through my vein
I say I still got your blood running through my vein
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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I've Never Been Here Before Either
I have been where you are.
And to repeatedly return...
To support your steps,
With motivated encouragement...
I don't object to doing!
It's just that...
My own steps need protecting too.
With a giving to it my complete attention.
And...
No one appears there to clear my path.
Or has offered to watch my back.
In fact...
No one has expressed concern at all,
If I might have fears or not.
Or how I feel after stumbling to crawl.
To get back on my feet to walk.
I am not rehearsing my journey.
Or have been given time to practice.
And like you...
I've never been here before either.
And with each step I take I know I am tested.
And like you...
I too have sacrificed to reach.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Two Folk Songs
I. THE SOLDIER
(Roumanian)
When winter trees bestrew the path,
Still to the twig a leaf or twain
Will cling and weep, not Winter's wrath,
But that foreknown forlorner pain-
To fall when green leaves come again.
I watch'd him sleep by the furrow-
The first that fell in the fight.
His grave they would dig to-morrow:
The battle called them to-night.
They bore him aside to the trees, there,
By his undigg'd grave content
To lie on his back at ease there,
And hark how the battle went.
The battle went by the village,
And back through the night were borne
Far cries of murder and pillage,
With smoke from the standing corn.
But when they came on the morrow,
They talk'd not over their task,
As he listen'd there by the furrow;
For the dead mouth could not ask-
How went the battle, my brothers?
But that he will never know:
For his mouth the red earth smothers
As they shoulder their spades and go.
Yet he cannot sleep thereunder,
But ever must toss and turn.
How went the battle, I wonder?
-And that he will never learn!
When winter trees bestrew the path,
Still to the twig a leaf or twain
Will cling and weep, not Winter's wrath,
But that foreknown, forlorner pain-
To fall when green leaves come again!
II. THE MARINE
(
Poitevin
)
The bold Marine comes back from war,
So kind:
The bold Marine comes back from war,
So kind:
With a raggety coat and a worn-out shoe.
'Now, poor Marine, say, whence come you,
All so kind?'
I travel back from the war, madame,
So kind:
I travel back from the war, madame,
So kind:
For a glass of wine and a bowl of whey,
'Tis I will sing you a ballad gay,
All so kind.
The bold Marine he sips his whey,
So kind:
He sips and he sings his ballad gay,
So kind:
But the dame she turns toward the wall,
To wipe her tears that fall and fall,
All so kind.
What aileth you at my song, madame,
So kind?
I hope that I sing no wrong, madame,
So kind?
Or grieves it you a beggar should dine
On a bowl of whey and the good white wine,
All so kind?
It ails me not at your ballad gay,
So kind:
It ails me not for the wine and whey,
So kind:
But it ails me sore for the voice and eyes
Of a good man long in Paradise.-
Ah, so kind!
You have fair children five, madame,
So kind:
You have fair children five, madame,
So kind:
Your good man left you children three;
Whence came these twain for company,
All so kind?
'A letter came from the war, Marine,
So kind:
A letter came from the war, Marine,
So kind:
A while I wept for the good man dead,
But another good man in a while I wed,
All so kind.'
The bold Marine he drained his glass,
So kind:
The bold Marine he drained his glass,
So kind.
He said not a word, though the tears they flowed,
But back to his regiment took the road,
All so kind.
poem by Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch
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Love drops defects
Near-look finds out defects;
Dear-look shuts out defects.
Instant look notices potholes;
Fervent look ignores them.
No beloved is ugly
To her lover
12.08.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Place of the Damned
All folks who pretend to religion and grace,
Allow there's a HELL, but dispute of the place:
But, if HELL may by logical rules be defined
The place of the damned -I'll tell you my mind.
Wherever the damned do chiefly abound,
Most certainly there is HELL to be found:
Damned poets, damned critics, damned blockheads, damned knaves,
Damned senators bribed, damned prostitute slaves;
Damned lawyers and judges, damned lords and damned squires;
Damned spies and informers, damned friends and damned liars;
Damned villains, corrupted in every station;
Damned time-serving priests all over the nation;
And into the bargain I'll readily give you
Damned ignorant prelates, and counsellors privy.
Then let us no longer by parsons be flammed,
For we know by these marks the place of the damned:
And HELL to be sure is at Paris or Rome.
How happy for us that it is not at home!
poem by Jonathan Swift
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Detroit City
You know last night I went to sleep in detroit city
And I dreamed about those cotton fields and home
I dreamed about my mother, dear old papa, sisters and brothers
And I dreamed about a love whos been waiting there so long
I want to go home
I want to go home
Oh how I want to go home
My kinfolks think Im big in detraoit city
From all the letters that I write, they think Im fine
By day I make the cars
But, by night I make all the bars
Oh if only theys just read between the lines
Theyd know I want to go home
I want to go home
Oh how I want to go home
You know I rode a freight train north to detroit city
And after all these years I find Ive been wasting my time
Think Ill put my foolish pride on a southbound train and ride
Heading back to the loved ones I left there waiting behind
Repeat chorus
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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The Hope Of My Heart
"Delicta juventutis et ignorantius ejus, quoesumus ne memineris, Domine."
I left, to earth, a little maiden fair,
With locks of gold, and eyes that shamed the light;
I prayed that God might have her in His care
And sight.
Earth's love was false; her voice, a siren's song;
(Sweet mother-earth was but a lying name)
The path she showed was but the path of wrong
And shame.
"Cast her not out!" I cry. God's kind words come --
"Her future is with Me, as was her past;
It shall be My good will to bring her home
At last."
poem by John McCrae
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Excellent Path
A path of excellence flows through the life,
An infant asks what we learn for the path;
One man is better at the task than another
For all have tasks that are arduous, that back break.
Infancy is a prize and we carefully count
Their years for all to hear; the hearing is complete.
Excel for them, each will gain their respite,
One man is better at the task than another.
May we fluently speak for our throats,
The throat enables our deliberate thoughts of precision.
The real sages recite the verses of poetry
And write their own prose for all infants to read.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Will Sail Tomorrow
THE good ship lies in the crowded dock,
Fair as a statue, firm as a rock:
Her tall masts piercing the still blue air,
Her funnel glittering white and bare,
Whence the long soft line of vapory smoke
Betwixt sky and sea like a vision broke,
Or slowly o'er the horizon curled
Like a lost hope fled to the other world:
She sails to-morrow,--
Sails to-morrow.
Out steps the captain, busy and grave,
With his sailor's footfall, quick and brave,
His hundred thoughts and his thousand cares,
And his steady eye that all things dares:
Though a little smile o'er the kind face dawns
On the loving brute that leaps and fawns,
And a little shadow comes and goes,
As if heart and fancy fled--where, who knows:
He sails to-morrow:
Sails to-morrow.
To-morrow the serried line of ships
Will quick close after her as she slips
Into the unknown deep once more:
To-morrow, to-morrow, some on shore
With straining eyes shall desperate yearn--
'This is not parting? return--return!'
Peace, wild-wrung hands! hush, sobbing breath!
Love keepeth its own through life and death;
Though she sails to-morrow--
Sails to-morrow.
Sail, stately ship; down Southampton water
Gliding fair as old Nereus' daughter:
Christian ship that for burthen bears
Christians, speeded by Christian prayers;
All kinds of angels follow her track!
Pitiful God, bring the good ship back!
All the souls in her forever keep
Thine, living or dying, awake or asleep:
Then sail to-morrow!
Ship, sail to-morrow!
poem by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
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I Dont Want To Do It
Looking back upon my youth--
The time I always knew the truth.
I dont want to do it.
I dont want to say goodbye.
To go back in the yard and play--
If I could only have another day.
I dont want to do it.
I dont want to make you cry.
To go back
On the hill beside the track
And try to concentrate.
All in all the places that I want to be,
No, it shows you that I could not wait.
So come back into my arms again.
This love of ours, it has no end.
I dont want to do it.
I dont want to make you cry.
I dont want to do it.
I dont want to say goodbye.
I dont want to do it.
I dont want to see you cry.
To go back
On the hill beside the track
And try to concentrate.
All in all the places that I want to be,
No, it shows you that I could not wait.
So come back into my arms again.
This love of ours, it has no end.
I dont want to do it.
I dont want to say goodbye.
I dont want to do it.
I dont want to say goodbye.
I dont want to do it.
I dont want to make you cry.
song performed by by George Harrison
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Detroit City
Last night I went to sleep in detroit city,
And I dreamed about those cotton fields at home.
I dreamed about my mother,
Dear old papa, sister and brother,
I dreamed about that girl
Whos been waiting for so long.
I wanna go home, I wanna go home,
Oh, how I wanna go home!
Home, folks think Im big in detroit city.
From the letters that I write, they think Im fine.
But by day, I make the cars,
And by night I make the bars,
If only they could read between the lines!
[spoken]
You know,
I rode a freight train north to detroit city.
After all these years,
I find that Ive just been wastin my time.
So I just think Ill take my foolish pride,
Put on a south bound freight and ride,
Goin back to the love ones,
The ones I left waitin so far behind.
I wanna go home, I wanna go home,
Oh, how I want to go home
song performed by by Tom Jones
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