Arraignment Of The Men
Males perverse, schooled to condemn
Women by your witless laws,
Though forsooth you are prime cause
Of that which you blame in them:
If with unexampled care
You solicit their disdain,
Will your fair words ease their pain,
When you ruthless set the snare?
Their resistance you impugn,
Then maintain with gravity
That it was mere levity
Made you dare to importune.
What more elevating sight
Than of man with logic crass,
Who with hot breath fogs the glass,
Then laments it is not bright!
Scorn and favor, favor, scorn,
What you will, result the same,
Treat you ill, and earn your blame,
Love you well, be left forlorn.
Scant regard will she possess
Who with caution wends her way,—
Is held thankless for her “nay,”
And as wanton for her “yes.”
What must be the rare caprice
Of the quarry you engage:
If she flees, she wakes your rage,
If she yields, her charms surcease.
Who shall bear the heavier blame,
When remorse the twain enthralls,
She, who for the asking, falls,
He who, asking, brings to shame?
Whose the guilt, where to begin,
Though both yield to passion's sway,
She who weakly sins for pay,
He who, strong, yet pays for Sin?
Then why stare ye, if we prove
That the guilt lies at your gate?
Either love those you create,
Or create those you can love.
To solicitation truce,—
Then, sire, with some show of right
You may mock the hapless plight
Or the creatures of your use!
poem by Sor Juana Ines de la Cruz
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Put The Blame On Me
(words & music by twomey - wise - blagman)
If they say we were doin wrong
If they say we were out too long
Well, you can say
My arms were just too strong
Put the blame, put the blame on me
Felt so good when I held you tight
Couldnt stop when we kissed goodnight
So if they tell us we dont heave the right
Put the blame, put the blame on me
What I feel is deep inside
This is real and I wont hide
Go ahead, use my name
Ill be proud to take the blame
You just did what I made you do
You love me and I love you
So if the way they talk can bother you
Put the blame, put the blame on me
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Sonnet: Why Blame?
Why blame the eagle for its swoop on mice?
Why blame the tiger for hunting its prey?
Why blame the drug-peddler for playing dice?
Why blame the donkey when it can but bray?
Why blame the wind that makes the branches sway?
Why blame the snake for its poison-fangs?
Why blame the sun for a hot summer’s day?
Why blame the police for the thieving gangs?
Why blame the night for being dark and cold?
Why blame the devils when they will tempt man?
Why blame our fate when we are getting old?
Why blame the Maker for how Man began?
Why blame the circumstances for our sins?
Why blame the tongue, whenever our words mince?
7-30-2002
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: Such Blaming is Futile
Why blame poor Death when it does its duty?
Why blame the land for becoming desert?
Why blame Nature for unleashing fury?
Why blame dame Luck for being so inert?
Why blame the Sun for scorching summer’s heat?
Why blame the winter for its freezing cold?
Why blame the Wind for turning land less neat?
Why blame women for asking diamonds, gold?
Why blame the Sky for not bringing the Rain?
Why blame the Air for becoming so foul?
Why blame the nerves for sensation of pain?
Why blame the devils for your sinful soul?
Why blame the Stars for good or bad life brings?
Why blame your God for bad turn of some things?
poem by John Celes
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Who Will You Blame
When you have no one to blame
Then who will you blame
For your suffering and your pain,
Would you blame it on GOD
Though to me that would seem odd
But would you, or could you, blame GOD.
When you then begin to suffer
Over hate or pain or some other
And you cant blame it on one or another,
Who will you then decide
That made you suffer and then made you cry
Especially, with no one at your side.
When you are there all alone
Inside of your empty home
And no one can hear you moan,
You are just there
And for you no one does care
So no one offers you a prayer.
When you have made a mistake
Maybe instead of giving you did take
Or maybe something, you did break,
Whose fault will it be
In that part of your destiny
When you cant blame someone, or even me.
Then when you are getting old
And you are carrying a heavy load
And then you catch yourself a terrible cold,
Your family and friends are all gone
So now there is just you, the one
So tell me, can you still continue on.
Your cupboards are now all bare
And all you have is an empty chair
And in your mirror, you see and empty stare,
But now then comes that rain
And now who will you blame
For all your suffering, and all your pain.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Don't Blame Me
(dorothy fields, jimmy mchugh)
Don't blame me
For falling in love with you.
I'm under your spell
But how can i help it?
Don't blame me.
Can't you see
When you do the things you do
If i can't conceal
The thrill that i'm feeling,
Don't blame me.
I can't help it
If that doggone moon above
Makes me need
Someone like you to love.
Blame your kiss
As sweet as a kiss can be,
And blame all your charms
That melt in my arms,
But don't blame me.
(interlude)
Blame your kiss
As sweet as a kiss can be,
And blame all your charms
That melt in my arms,
But don't blame me.
(interlude)
Blame all your charms
That melt in my arms,
But don't blame me.
song performed by by Nat King Cole
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The Favor
I just did you a favor
No thanks for it
A moment you will have to always savor
Ungrateful till you last breath
You want to blame anyone for your mess
But let it not be of my success.
An orchestrated collaboration.
Let me tell you it is so fascinating.
Lets stay on the topic at hand if we can
I just did you a favor
No thanks for it
A moment you will always have to savor
Ungrateful till you last breath
Let it be the test.
Lets pass it around.
Study it very closely
Blame with the word mostly
I think their is some you missed
It could be just me
Maybe the sun has blinded my sight
I'm sorry but I just can't see
With my finger tips I feel for the light
I just did your a favor
No thanks for it
A moment you will always have to savor
Ungrateful till you last breath
As I confess
You sit there and laugh
Look at him so pitiful
Well let me tell my emotions I control
If I want to let go
I do
It is my choice in which I choose
It is my voice in which I lose
I just did you a favor
No thanks for it
A moment you will always have to savor
Ungrateful till your very last breath
Stop avoiding the topic
Lets just it put it on the chopping block
Get it over with
Smoke and mirrors
A misdirection of the lights reflection
Looking through a telescope towards your direction
Don't worry I can trace it back
And their lies the facts
You think I won't react.
Well your so wrong I will
Here's the deal.
I just did you a favor
No thanks for it
A moment you will always have to savor
Ungrateful till your very last breath
I just did you a favor
No thanks for it
A moment you will always have to savor
Ungrateful till your very last breath
Fine its now your problem
For to me your already forgotten
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Blame It On The Sun
(stevie wonder/syreeta wright)
Where has my love gone?
How can I go on?
It seems, dear
Love has gone away
Where is my spirit?
Im nowhere near it
Oh yes, my love has gone astray
But Ill blame it on the sun
The sun that didnt shine
Ill blame it on the wind and the trees
Ill blame it on the time
That never was enough
Ill blame it on the tide and the sea
But my heart blames it on me
Who poured the love out?
What made this bitter doubt?
Is peace not here for me to see?
Wish I could tell you what I am feeling
But words wont come for me to speak
Oh, Ill blame it on the sun
That didnt fill the sky
Ill blame it on the birds and the trees
Ill blame it on the day
That ended much too soon
Ill blame it on the nights
That could not be
But my heart blames it on me
song performed by by Diana Ross
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When I Was Fair And Young
When I was fair and young, then favor graced me.
Of many was I sought their mistress for to be.
But I did scorn them all and answered them therefore:
Go, go, go, seek some other where; importune me no more.
How many weeping eyes I made to pine in woe,
How many sighing hearts I have not skill to show,
But I the prouder grew and still this spake therefore:
Go, go, go, seek some other where, importune me no more.
Then spake fair Venus’ son, that proud victorious boy,
Saying: You dainty dame, for that you be so coy,
I will so pluck your plumes as you shall say no more:
Go, go, go, seek some other where, importune me no more.
As soon as he had said, such change grew in my breast
That neither night nor day I could take any rest.
Wherefore I did repent that I had said before:
Go, go, go, seek some other where, importune me no more.
poem by Queen Elizabeth I
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The Damned
My days are haunted by the thought
Of men in coils of Justice caught
With stone and steel, in chain and cell,
Of men condemned to living hell,--
Yet blame them not.
In my sun-joy their dark I see:
For what they are and had to be
Blame Nature, red in tooth and claw,
Blame laws beyond all human law,
--Blame Destiny.
Behind blind walls I see them go,
Grim spectres of eternal woe,
Drained grey of hope, dead souls of self-slain,--
And yet I know with pang of pain
It must be so.
I know that brother's blood they've spilt,
And sons of Cain must pay their guilt;
I know the deviltries that stem
From dark abyss we must condemn;
I know that but for heaven's grace
We might be rotting in their place:
--God pity them!
poem by Robert William Service
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Blame It On The Sun
Where has my love gone?
How can I go on?
It seems dear love has gone away.
Where is my spirit?
Im nowhere near it,
Oh yes, my love has gone astray.
But Ill blame it on the sun,
The sun that didnt shine,
Ill blame it on the wind and the trees.
Ill blame it on the time that never was enough,
Ill blame it on the tide and the sea,
But, my heart blames it on me.
Who poured the love out?
What made this bitter doubt?
Is peace not here for me to see?
Wish I could tell you,
But, words wont come for me to speak.
But Ill blame it on the sun,
That didnt fill the sky,
Ill blame it on the birds and the trees.
Ill blame it on the day that ended once too soon,
Ill blame it on the nights that could not be,
But, my heart blames it on me.
(background)...yeh, yeh, yeh, ooh,
Your heart blames it on you this time.
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Two Way Guilt
A lone and empty shell.
We both turned it to this ghostly hell.
You drove at me I drove it back.
Two way guilt in this attack.
Don't shirk what you know is plain and true.
Half the responsibility lays on you.
Yet still you push and try to kill,
the love we shared the electric feel.
Two way guilt it's over and done.
I take my blame I am ashamed.
I love you still though I 'll hide it through.
Showing others far more love than I was ever able to show you.
If only you'd listened right from me,
this two way guilt would not be.
So go have your thing and live in misery.
I know you are because you've said to me.
I hope one day soon you'll see it too.
Two way guilt did us through.
poem by Michael McParland
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Forsaking My Love
I hate you
I wish to tear you away from me
This tumor that clings to my chest
The thing that makes me ache
That haunts my dreams
And tears at my desires
You have brought me only pain
My untamed heart
That beast that gnaws at my soul
That pitifully whines
Bringing my mind into unwanted pain
Yet how can I blame you
How can I chastise you when I listen intently to your pleas
Why should I punish you for what my eyes feed upon
How can I blame my eyes for falling upon her
She who brings light to the eternal darkness of my soul
She whose eyes bring me to subjection
Whose smile leaves me in awe
How can I blame you when my ears are met with her laughter
How they submerge into her song
How they quiver at her voice
Why should I punish you for inclining my soul
Tempting it with the one sense that has been forsaken by her
How could I look over the thought of the brushing of lips
The touching of hands
The binding of the soul, mind, and body
O you wretched heart
What am I to do with this constant companion
How could I tear you away
When she is the cause of my agony
Or rather
It is the lack of her which brings me sorrow
It is the need for her that leaves my heart in pain
Yet she is not mine
She was never mine
She will never be mine
O my poor heart
How can I make you see reason
When all you do is show me the truth
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poem by Michael Silver
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Sonnet XXVI: Look In My Griefs
Look in my griefs, and blame me not to mourn,
From care to care that leads a life so bad;
Th'orphan of fortune, born to be her scorn,
Whose clouded brow doth make my days so sad.
Long are their nights whose cares do never sleep,
Loathsome their days whom no sun ever joy'd;
Her fairest eyes do penetrate so deep
That thus I live both day and night annoy'd.
But since the sweetest root doth yield thus much,
Her praise from my complaint I may not part;
I love th'effect for that the cause is such;
I'll praise her face and blame her flinty heart,
Whilst that we make the world admire at us,
Her for disdain, and me for longing thus.
poem by Samuel Daniel
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Fair Thee Well Without Teachers?
ridicule the teachers
gifted teachers with passion heart
society blame teachers
blame teachers for problems
politicians poverty laziness created
blame teachers decades past
for all your problems today
ever heard of night school
upskilling retraining effort
take no guilt no responsibility
blame teachers for problems
fair thee well without teachers?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Lie Down
You got the smile of a monalisa,
Know it all an' giving nothing away.
You make the sins of a vestal virgin,
Look nothing more that a roll in the hay.
So lie down, i think i love you,
Lie down, i think i care.
Lie down, i think i love you,
Lie down, i think i care.
You give an air of the dolce vita,
Society's made a queen out of you.
Casanova couldn't take all your virtue,
But, rock 'n' roll is gonna steal it from you.
So lie down, i think i love you,
Lie down, i think i care.
Lie down, i think i love you,
Lie down, i think i care.
Come on, girl, it'll be alright,
Easy does it nice and slow.
Woah, you know, mama, that tonight's the night,
Come on and let your feelings show.
Take a look in the mirror,
Tell me what you see.
If it ain't sweet surrender
You can blame it on somebody, not the devil in me.
So lie down, i think i love you,
Lie down, i think i care.
Lie down, i think i love you,
Lie down, i think i care.
(solo)
Take a look in the mirror,
Tell me what you see.
If it ain't sweet surrender
You can blame it on somebody, not the devil in me.
Lie down, i think i love you,
Lie down, i think i care.
Lie down, i think i love you,
Lie down, i think i care...
song performed by by Whitesnake
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What We Focus On
Focusing on sin which is the basis of religion,
you get more of the same thing.
This ends up being our drama of the world,
forever spiraling in a swirl.
For we were Not Born in sin,
Jesus came to show us how to live.
We can make people feel guilty and this is what you get,
making people concentrate on negativity and forget.
Forget that they were never separated from the Source,
and of course never meant to feel guilty or shamed,
but we need someone to blame.
Blame it on the Devil, blame it on God,
blame it on someone for 'crying truthful words outloud'.
The Source brought us here to Create,
create in this physical world and be great!
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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A Toast to the Men
Here's to the men! Since Adam's time
They've always been the same;
Whenever anything goes wrong,
The woman is to blame.
From early morn to late at night,
The men fault-finders are;
They blame us if they oversleep,
Or if they miss a car.
They blame us if, beneath the bed,
Their collar buttons roll;
They blame us if the fire is out
Or if there is no coal.
They blame us if they cut themselves
While shaving, and they swear
That we're to blame if they decide
To go upon a tear.
Here's to the men, the perfect men!
Who never are at fault;
They blame us if they chance to get
The pepper for the salt.
They blame us if their business fails,
Or back a losing horse;
And when it rains on holidays
The fault is ours, of course.
They blame us when they fall in love,
And when they married get;
Likewise they blame us when they're sick,
And when they fall in debt.
For everything that crisscross goes
They say we are to blame;
But, after all, here's to the men,
We love them just the same!
poem by Edgar Albert Guest
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Dont Blame It On Love
(words by daryl hall & john oates
Music by daryl hall)
Mighty high or low down
Change around the words and they say
Low is not the last one
Cause you know, if you know
Youd be learning from a hit lip
Success is sitting fat and limp
But dont blame it on the system
Its only natural only natural
Blame it on yourself
Blame it on me
But dont blame it on love
Who dya think your heroes are?
Failures everyone
But you all love them for their innocence
When they fall when they fall
The losers always deified
Winner only takes home the prize
But dont blame it on the system
Its only natural its only natural
For you to blame it on yourself
Blame it on me
But dont blame it on love
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Blame The Weather
When your loves flown out the window,
And the pain comes through the door.
Once again youve missed the boat,
And youre stranded on the shore.
And you find out that what you had,
Was never yours at all,
Friends and lovers that you knew so well,
Will never take your calls.
So,
You blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh
Cant you see youre in your prime?
Youre turning creases into lines.
If you play the game
Youve got to be prepared to take a knock,
You get put down so many times,
But you keep on getting up.
So put your tears away,
And dont forget to worry is a crime,
Nothing bears thinking about too much,
Youll be old before your time.
So,
You blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh
Cant you see youre in your prime?
Youre turning creases into lines.
The pool of tears you left to drown in,
The helping hands that never came,
The years you lost out to another,
All up in flames
So,
You blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh
Cant you see youre in your prime?
Youre turning creases into lines.
song performed by by Xtc
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Blame The Weather
When your loves flown out the window,
And the pain comes through the door.
Once again youve missed the boat,
And youre stranded on the shore.
And you find out that what you had,
Was never yours at all,
Friends and lovers that you knew so well,
Will never take your calls.
So,
You blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh
Cant you see youre in your prime?
Youre turning creases into lines.
If you play the game
Youve got to be prepared to take a knock,
You get put down so many times,
But you keep on getting up.
So put your tears away,
And dont forget to worry is a crime,
Nothing bears thinking about too much,
Youll be old before your time.
So,
You blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh
Cant you see youre in your prime?
Youre turning creases into lines.
The pool of tears you left to drown in,
The helping hands that never came,
The years you lost out to another,
All up in flames
So,
You blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh
Cant you see youre in your prime?
Youre turning creases into lines.
song performed by by Xtc
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