Now What Is Love
Now what is Love, I pray thee, tell?
It is that fountain and that well
Where pleasure and repentance dwell;
It is, perhaps, the sauncing bell
That tolls all into heaven or hell;
And this is Love, as I hear tell.
Yet what is Love, I prithee, say?
It is a work on holiday,
It is December matched with May,
When lusty bloods in fresh array
Hear ten months after of the play;
And this is Love, as I hear say.
Yet what is Love, good shepherd, sain?
It is a sunshine mixed with rain,
It is a toothache or like pain,
It is a game where none hath gain;
The lass saith no, yet would full fain;
And this is Love, as I hear sain.
Yet, shepherd, what is Love, I pray?
It is a yes, it is a nay,
A pretty kind of sporting fray,
It is a thing will soon away.
Then, nymphs, take vantage while ye may;
And this is Love, as I hear say.
Yet what is Love, good shepherd, show?
A thing that creeps, it cannot go,
A prize that passeth to and fro,
A thing for one, a thing for moe,
And he that proves shall find it so;
And shepherd, this is Love, I trow.
poem by Sir Walter Raleigh
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The Bell Tolls
The bell tolls not to alarm us
about a break of war
The bell tolls not to announce
the funeral of a great magician
The bell tolls not for classes
to start the school-year calendar.
But it is ringing for you and me
to bend our knees,
To intercede for our land
and for ourselves
The bell tolls to say a prayer
that opens up
avenues to God's love and mercy.
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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How I Wish The Bell Tolls For Me
for whom the bell tolls?
i ask that
it must toll for me,
but the bell never really
toll for me,
always, it tolls for someone else,
a friend for 15 years
a relative close to the family,
a baby newly born in town,
a man conscious of his health,
the non-smoker and non-drinker alike,
the successful politician,
the wife of an expatriate,
the rich gambler, oh, the bell tolls for all of them
and there were banquets and city lights
and eulogies
and expensive garments of the priest
i wish the bell tolls for me,
but who am i to really say?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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When the bell tolls
At times when I hear
a church bell that tolls,
I know that there
is more to life
than just living.
On a Sunday
the bell tolls almost endlessly,
(like a alarm clock)
before the service begins.
At times when I hear
a church bell that tolls,
it rings for a funeral
and I am glad
that I’m alive.
At a wedding
the bell sings a joyful song
and everyone smiles at each other
and wait for the bride to appear.
In the dead of night
the bell tolls lonely
no one cares about
the time that it keeps,
as sleep creeps deeper
into everybody’s soul.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
quote by John Donne
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Do not ask for whom the bell tolls, it tolls for thee.
quote by Ernest Hemingway
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Love Thy Self
Is it selfish to hope my love will be as beautiful as the flame streaming and dancing off of the tip of a match, but weep when things go up in smoke?
Is it selfish to wrap my arms around my love's legs and beg her to take me with her, but, later, long to be back home?
Is it possible to love her as much as a new pair of socks in a rice paddy trench?
Is it possible to love her as much as the homeless love a park bench?
Is it possible to love her as much as my last cigarette when the bell tolls for thee?
Is it possible my love will love me?
poem by C.S. Smith
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Life and death
This world is driven by two contending powers--
Love, that coerceth Heaven to dwell with dust,
And that dire pledge of Hell's self-perjured Lust--
And as we list must Heaven and Hell be ours.
Not light the election runs: lo, each devours
That savour set in each, while equal gust
Each uses; yet our choice support we must--
Blest wine or, this rejected, sweat that sours.
Love, oft through Hell that seems, acclaims what Heaven!
But Lust, through seeming Heaven, with easy breath
Slides on to Hell, how soon, how richly given!
If Love to heavenly state so quickeneth,
While Lust must e'er in cheating Hell be shriven,
They sponsor what, these powers, but Life and Death?
poem by William Baylebridge
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I'm a promoter of the people for the people and by the people and my magic lies in my people ties. I'm a promoter of America. I'm American people. You know what I mean? So therefore, uh, do not send for who the bell tolls 'cause the bell tolls for thee.
I Love Thee
I love thee—I love thee!
'Tis all that I can say;—
It is my vision in the night,
My dreaming in the day;
The very echo of my heart,
The blessing when I pray:
I love thee—I love thee!
Is all that I can say.
I love thee—I love thee!
Is ever on my tongue;
In all my proudest poesy
That chorus still is sung;
It is the verdict of my eyes,
Amidst the gay and young:
I love thee—I love thee!
A thousand maids among.
I love thee—I love thee!
Thy bright hazel glance,
The mellow lute upon those lips,
Whose tender tones entrance;
But most, dear heart of hearts, thy proofs
That still these words enhance,
I love thee—I love thee!
Whatever be thy chance.
poem by Thomas Hood
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No man is an Island, entire of itself every man is a piece of the Continent, a part of the main if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friends or of thine own were any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls It tolls for thee.
quote by John Donne
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No Man Is An Island
No man is an island,
Entire of itself.
Each is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thine own
Or of thine friend's were.
Each man's death diminishes me,
For I am involved in mankind.
Therefore, send not to know
For whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee.
poem by John Donne
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Pray For Love
Yeah, oh yeah,
Pray for love,
Yeah, oh yeah,
I lift my eyes up to heaven above
And what Im asking for is all Ive been dreaming of
True love is so hard to find
Wont you pray
Wont you pray
Won't you pray
Diamonds and pearls and fortune and fame
Some ask for sunshine and others for rain
Is what I'm asking for asking too much?
Won't you pray
Won't you pray
Won't you pray
Oh yeah,
C'mon and pray for love
Pray for love, love, love, love
Late at night when I'm alone in my room
Whispering your name by the light of the midnight moon
I believe that day will come
Won't you pray
Won't you pray
Won't you pray
There's just too many lonely people
Too many lonely people in this world
Too many lonely lonely people
Won't you pray
Won't you pray
Oh, yeah
C'mon and pray for love
Pray for love, love, love, love
C'mon and pray for love
Yeah, yeah
C'mon and pray for love
C'mon and pray for love
Pray, pray, pray for love, love, love
There's just too many lonely people
Too many lonely people in this world
Too many lonely lonely people
Too many lonely people in this world
Too many lonely boys
Too many lonely girls
Too many lonely people in this world
C'mon and pray for love
Oh, yeah
C'mon and pray for love
Pray for love
C'mon and pray for love
Pray for love.
song performed by by Vanessa Amorosi
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The More I Believe
The life that Ive been living
From the day I first drew breath
Has been my way of forgetting
Im on the journey to my death
You make my soul rise up
You make my eyes to see
When I place my faith in you
And I lose my belief in me
The less I believe in me
The more I believe in thee
The less I believe in me
The more I believe in thee
I dont believe in beads or crystals
Instant karma or mother earth
I dont believe that what I think
Makes any difference to what Im worth
I dont believe in reincarnation
Im not coming back as a flower
I dont bow my head to kings or priests
cos I believe in your higher power
The less I believe in me
The more I believe in thee
The less I believe in me
The more I believe in thee
Oh youve given me a plan
That I dont understand
cos Ive wandered over half the world
But Ive remained an ignorant man
One thing that I know
Is when the final bell tolls
Human love wont be enough
Good deeds cant save my soul
Well Im not afraid of dying
But I am afraid of you
Because you hear me when Im lying
And you see the things I do
So the hands go round the clock
As the light goes from the room
And I cant help thinking to myself
Im going to find out much to soon
Oh youve given me a plan
That I dont understand
cos Ive wandered over half the world
But Ive remained a ignorant man
One thing that I know
Is when the final bell tolls
Human love wont be enough
Good deeds cant save my soul
I believe etc. etc......
song performed by by Proclaimers
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Somewhere Between Heaven And Hell
I'd have to be a mindreader, baby, just to know what's goin' on
You don't need no crystal ball, sugar, can't you see my love is strong
Don't you know my temperature is startin' to rise up
And it's draggin' me under your spell
Somewhere between heaven and hell
Sometimes I think you want to, but I can never tell
Somewhere between pleasure and pain
I'm about to go insane, I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry
You don't have to see no furtune teller, to see I just can't take no more
You been such a heartbreaker, baby, you keep a lock on heaven's door
Ain't you tired of goin' through the motions
And standin' in the shadow of love
Somewhere between heaven and hell
Sometimes I think you want to, but I can never tell
Somewhere between the truth and a lie
Sometimes I wonder why, I can't hurt you, I can't hurt you
Don't need your lovin', don't want nothin'
Don't need your sympathy, don't need a friend
I just need somethin' I can believe in, I can believe in
Ain't you tired of goin' through the motions
And hidin' in the shadow of love
I'm somewhere between heaven and hell
Sometimes I think you want me, but I can never tell
Somewhere between pleasure and pain
I'm about to go insane, I'm so hungry
Somewhere between love and hate
Don't know just what I'm feelin', babe I think it's gettin' late
Somewhere between the truth and a lie
Sometimes I wonder why, I can't hurt you
song performed by by Kiss
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When The Gloom Is On The Glen
When the moonlight's on the mountain
And the gloom is on the glen,
At the cross beside the fountain
There is one will meet thee then.
At the cross beside the fountain;
Yes, the cross beside the fountain,
There is one will meet thee then!
I have braved, since first we met, love,
Many a danger in my course;
But I never can forget, love,
That dear fountain, that old cross,
Where, her mantle shrouded o'er her—
For the winds were chilly then—
First I met my Leonora,
When the gloom was on the glen.
Many a clime I've ranged since then, love,
Many a land I've wandered o'er;
But a valley like that glen, love,
Half so dear I never sor!
Ne'er saw maiden fairer, coyer,
Than wert thou, my true love, when
In the gloaming first I saw yer,
In the gloaming of the glen!
poem by William Makepeace Thackeray
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I Love my Life, but not too well
I love my life, but not too well
To give it to thee like a flower,
So it may pleasure thee to dwell
Deep in its perfume but an hour.
I love my life, but not too well.
I love my life, but not too well
To sing it note by note away,
So to thy soul the song may tell
The beauty of the desolate day.
I love my life, but not too well.
I love my life, but not too well
To cast it like a cloak on thine,
Against the storms that sound and swell
Between thy lonely heart and mine.
I love my life, but not too well.
poem by Harriet Monroe
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Encomium For Holy Prophet S.A.W.W
A humble tribute laid for Thee.........
All respect and love are due to Thee........
O cynosure of many a world..............! ! !
Creation BE! Only for Thee...........
Thou art the cause for HIS design.......
our puny earth but an ensign......
Heaven is sold as thy love's price.....
even He's willing to trade for Thee.....
the grades of angels. He put on high.....
forever in love their praise be Thee
Thy name's carved on the pearly gates
And so their stature raised for Thee........
to proclaim this praise an honor for me
all that's Holy stands to pray for Thee!
My gratitude to Saadat Tahir for his substantial guidance here!
poem by Shahzia Batool
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To His Coy Love
I pray thee, leave, love me no more,
Call home the heart you gave me!
I but in vain that saint adore
Tat can but will not save me.
These poor half-kisses kill me quite
Was ever man thus served?
Amidst an ocean of delight
For pleasure to be starved?
Show me no more those snowy breasts
With azure riveters branched,
Where, whilst mine eye with plenty feasts,
Yet is my thirst not stanched;
O Tantalus, thy pains ne'er tell!
By me thou art prevented:
'Tis nothing to be plagued in Hell,
But thus in Heaven tormented.
Clip me no more in those dear arms,
Nor thy life's comfort call me,
O these are but too powerful charms,
And do but more enthral me!
But see how patient I am grown
In all this coil about thee:
Come, nice thing, let thy heart alone,
I cannot live without thee!
poem by Joshua Sylvester
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Missing Love~
Love is not the same when my love does not love you
Weak when I am with thee, meek without thee
Death never died, like my soul dies when death ensue
Without thee affections to incinerate mine tears weary
I walk through the storm of lost love dreary
Like the orphan I know not love but loves woe
If love is a dove, than my love a crow
And tears that make one strong, make me week
Through tears veil, with passion vehement I seek
My love's soul, her body, her apparition
To pledge my repentance and emanate contrition
But passion ameliorates naught, and does not turn
my love to love thee… I still burn
without thee.
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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If She Be The One
I pray to thee Lord
If she be the one,
Then all I ask
Is let it be done.
I pray to thee Lord
If this be our fate,
Then guide me to her
Please don't make me wait
I pray to thee Lord
My one God above,
Show me what it's like
To have true love.
I pray to thee Lord
Please do not shun,
Let love take a chance
If she be the one.
poem by Adam McKim
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