Fortune Smiles
Fortune smiles, cry holiday,
Dimples on her cheeks do dwell,
Fortune frowns, cry welladay,
Her love is heaven, her hate is hell:
Since heaven and hell obey her power,
Tremble when her eyes do lour,
Since heaven and hell her power obey,
When she smiles, cry holiday.
Holiday with joy we cry
And bend, and bend and merrily,
Sing Hymns to Fortune's deity,
Sing Hymns to Fortune's deity.
Let us sing, merrily, merrily, merrily,
With our song let heaven resound,
Fortune's hands our heads have crown'd,
Let us sing merrily, merrily, merrily.
poem by Thomas Dekker
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The Sun Is Up
The sun is up, the sun is up,
Sing merrily we, the sun is up.
The birds they sing,
Upon the wing,
Hey nony nony no.
The pigeons coo,
The moolies moo,
Hey troli-loli lo.
The sun is up, the sun is up,
Sing merrily we, the sun is up.
The horses neigh,
The young lambs play,
Hey nony nony no.
The bees they hum,
O, quickly come!
Hey troli-loli lo.
The sun is up, the sun is up,
Sing merrily we, the sun is up.
The morning hours,
The dewy flowers,
Hey nony nony no,
And all we meet
Are fresh and sweet,
Hey troli-loli lo.
The sun is up, the sun is up,
Sing merrily we, the sun is up.
Then, sleepy heads,
All leave your beds!
Hey nony nony no.
For every thing
Doth sweetly sing
Hey troli-loli lo.
The sun is up, the sun is up,
Sing merrily we, the sun is up.
poem by Eliza Lee Follen
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Cast away care
Cast away care; he that loves sorrow
Lengthens not a day, nor can buy to-morrow ;
Money is trash, and he that will spend it,
Let him drink merrily, fortune will send it.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, oh, ho !
Play it off stiffly, we may not part so.
Wine is a charm, it heats the blood too,
Cowards it will arm, if the wine be good too ;
Quickens the wit, and makes the back able,
Scorns to submit to the watch or constable.
Merrily, &c.
Pots fly about, give us more liquor,
Brothers of a rout, our brains will flow quicker ;
Empty the cask, score up, we care not ;
Fill all the pots again, drink on, and spare not.
Merrily, &c.
poem by Thomas Dekker
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Spring
Sound the flute!
Now it’s mute.
Birds delight
Day and night;
Nightingale
In the dale,
Lark in sky,
Merrily,
Merrily, merrily, to welcome in the year.
Little boy,
Full of joy;
Little girl,
Sweet and small;
Cock does crow,
So do you;
Merry voice,
Infant noise,
Merrily, merrily, to welcome in the year.
Little lamb,
Here I am;
Come and lick
My white neck;
Let me pull
Your soft wool;
Let me kiss
Your soft face;
Merrily, merrily, we welcome in the year.
poem by William Blake from Songs of Innocence (1789)
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Hunter's Song
The toils are pitched, and the stakes are set,
Ever sing merrily, merrily;
The bows they bend, and the knives they whet,
Hunters live so cheerily.
It was a stag, a stag of ten,
Bearing its branches sturdily;
He came silently down the glen,
Ever sing hardily, hardily.
It was there he met with a wounded doe,
She was bleeding deathfully;
She warned him of the toils below,
O so faithfully, faithfully!
He had an eye, and he could heed,
Ever sing so warily, warily;
He had a foot, and he could speed--
Hunters watch so narrowly.
poem by Sir Walter Scott
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Merrily, merrily shall I live now, under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
William Shakespeare in The Tempest
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Rockin' Around The Christmas Tree
Later we'll have some pumpkin pie and we'll do some caroling
You will get a sentimental feeling, when you hear voices singing
"Let's be jolly, deck the halls with boughs of holly"
Rockin' around the Christmas tree, have a happy holiday
Everyone's dancing merrily in the new old-fashioned way, hey
You will get a sentimental feeling, when you hear voices singing
"Let's be jolly, deck the halls with boughs of holly"
Rockin' around the Christmas tree at the Christmas party hop
Mistletoe hung where you can see every couple tries to stop
Rocking around the Christmas tree have a happy holiday
Everyone's dancing merrily in the new old-fashioned way
Rocking around the Christmas tree have a happy holiday
Everyone's dancing merrily in the new old-fashion way
song performed by by LeAnn Rimes
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I have found
I have found, yes, I have found the wealth of the Divine Name's gem.
My true guru gave me a priceless thing. With his grace, I accepted it.
I found the capital of my several births; I have lost the whole rest of the world.
No one can spend it, no one can steal it. Day by day it increases one and a quarter times.
On the boat of truth, the boatman was my true guru. I came across the ocean of existence.
Mira's Lord is the Mountain-Holder, the suave lover, of whom I merrily, merrily sing.
Merrily Truly
An exhibition of confidence
An exhibition of perseverance
A special kind of bravery
With tolerance to a different anatomy
Children of God are they.
Skilfully proficient to display
With insight open, heart open
Mind footing in the Lord's heaven,
Shaking hands with God
Attested to be adepts in every field-
God is proud of them merrily, truly.
They play, they dance, they sing,
They write, they go by everything.
Differently abled, much focused
Being too salient; with eyes closed
Mouth and ears shut, With silenced limbs-
Enlightened is inner sense
Creating a great magnificent prowess.
Able and potential with intelligence.
A perfect physique though unprovided
Graciously graced by the Lord.
God is proud of them merrily, truly.
Our Gods polyheaded, polyhanded
Balancing meaningfully are understood.
Extra powers in their extra shapes
Empowering those children in excess.
Kumaragurupara, a dumb devotee sang verses.
Lord Muruga blessed him with changes.
Strange may it sound; but true.
Support them; they accrue
Laurels of success like Helen Keller
Sudhachandran and like people many more.
God is proud of them merrily, truly.
In the ocean of this society
Deep at the bottom hidden are plenty
Crying out for mercy,
For rescue impaired by destiny.
Replete with abilities
Despite their misshaped chassis;
Not to be segregated
But to be aggregated
With our powers and potential in unity
To live in perfect harmony.
God is proud of us all merrily, truly.
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Cast away care, he that loves sorrow Lengthens not a day, nor can buy tomorrow; Money is trash, and he that will spend it, Let him drink merrily, fortune will send it.
quote by Thomas Dekker
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Gold and Love for Dearie
Out on the mountain over the town,
All night long, all night long,
The trolls go up and the trolls go down,
Bearing their packs and singing a song;
And this is the song the hill-folk croon,
As they trudge in the light of the misty moon--
This is ever their dolorous tune:
'Gold, gold! ever more gold--
Bright red gold for dearie!'
Deep in the hill a father delves
All night long, all night long;
None but the peering, furtive elves
Sees his toil and hears his song;
Merrily ever the cavern rings
As merrily ever his pick he swings,
And merrily ever this song he sings:
'Gold, gold! ever more gold--
Bright red gold for dearie!'
Mother is rocking thy lowly bed
All night long, all night long,
Happy to smooth thy curly head,
To hold thy hand and to sing her song:
'T is not of the hill-folk dwarfed and old,
Nor the song of thy father, stanch and bold,
And the burthen it beareth is not of gold:
But it 's 'Love, love! nothing but love--
Mother's love for dearie!'
poem by Eugene Field
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Canadian Folksong
The doors are shut, the windows fast;
Outside the gust is driving past,
Outside the shivering ivy clings,
While on the hob the kettle sings.
Margery, Margery, make the tea,
Singeth the kettle merrily.
The streams are hushed up where they flowed,
The ponds are frozen along the road,
The cattle are housed in shed and byre,
While singeth the kettle on the fire.
Margery, Margery, make the tea,
Singeth the kettle merrily.
The fisherman on the bay in his boat
Shivers and buttons up his coat;
The traveler stops at the tavern door,
And the kettle answers the chimney’s roar.
Margery, Margery, make the tea,
Singeth the kettle merrily.
The firelight dances upon the wall,
Footsteps are heard in the outer hall;
A kiss and a welcome that fill the room,
And the kettle sings in the glimmer and gloom.
Margery, Margery, make the tea,
Singeth the kettle merrily.
poem by William Wilfred Campbell
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Cornish Lullaby
Out on the mountain over the town,
All night long, all night long,
The trolls go up and the trolls go down,
Bearing their packs and crooning a song;
And this is the song the hill-folk croon,
As they trudge in the light of the misty moon,--
This is ever their dolorous tune:
"Gold, gold! ever more gold,--
Bright red gold for dearie!"
Deep in the hill the yeoman delves
All night long, all night long;
None but the peering, furtive elves
See his toil and hear his song;
Merrily ever the cavern rings
As merrily ever his pick he swings,
And merrily ever this song he sings:
"Gold, gold! ever more gold,--
Bright red gold for dearie!"
Mother is rocking thy lowly bed
All night long, all night long,
Happy to smooth thy curly head
And to hold thy hand and to sing her song;
'T is not of the hill-folk, dwarfed and old,
Nor the song of the yeoman, stanch and bold,
And the burden it beareth is not of gold;
But it's "Love, love!--nothing but love,--
Mother's love for dearie!"
poem by Eugene Field
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Panchajanyam Blown
One of those many times again now
To count your attendance to me
On some special issue as to how
All the good folks are not free
From so many kamsas here who row
Readily to dine merrily merrily
Over the innocents.Your herd of cow
Am i at your sacred feet.Your Mercy!
Time for you sharply to blow
Your Panchajanyam declaring not a fiery
War but an outbursted nectar to flow
To the other side of this heavy
Planet for the good people who sow
So much hope in you.In urgency!
Krishna! come along with 'Amruth'just now
To protect us.Pretend to be friendly
But in real hostile with kamsas to tow
Them dead to hell.'Done hastily,
Bespoken'-yes, your viewing eyes should show.
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Snuff The Punk
Snuff the punk
Snuff the punk, Im getting tired of you chump
Bass in your face youll get a taste of p.o.d. funk
When I say punk or chump I dont mean you
Talkin about the devil and his crew
Listen
You came to rob and steal from the helpless
Warriors in christ we stand up for the defensless
So if you can get with this then step to this
And if you say yes sing the p.o.d. checklist
This is a spiritual war, we take no prisoners
Live a life of sin, you dont know what your getting into
You picked a winner, love the sinner, hate the sin dude
We got a plan to understand, heres what we gonna do
Snuff da punk, snuff the punk, snuff em, snuff em
Snuff the punk, snuff the punk
2x
P.o.d. hit one more time for those that dont be knowin
Merrily, merrily, merrily down the stream is how Im flowin
Keep goin, dont stop all props to p.o.d.
P.o.d. the gospel, the gospel that rocks
Rock you, we did it, I think its time to quit it
And when my king is greaking, yo, you better take a seat kid
The shield of god, aint nothin gonna hurt me
And too rough, were gonna get down and dirty
I told you once before homie, this is the real deal
No time to win your soul, its too late, we gotta steal it
Blinded by ignorance use some common sense
Though so tough God challenged my bluff g
I thank the lord the day he snuffed a punk like me
Snuff the punk, p.o.d. snuff the punk
4x
song performed by by P.O.D.
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Rockin' Around The Christmas Tree (feat. Mel Smith)
Christmas coming around again eh?
Yeah I mean it must be nearly a year since the last one
Oh it's a good twelve months
Yeah yeah
You getting anything for your Granny this year?
Well I thought about it I couldn't be bothered
Well it's the thought that counts innit
Yeah that's how I see it
What do you fancy for Christmas then
Kim Wilde as usual, kidding myself though arent't I
It's hopeless really it's pathetic I suppose in a way
It is yeah - hello who is this?
Merry Christmas Melvyn
It can't be
Come on Mel how about pulling a cracker
By the look of you darling I think I already have
Get it
Rockin' around the Christmas tree
At the Christmas party hop
Mistletoe hung where you can see
Every couple try to stop
Come on Melly-pops
Rockin' around the Christmas tree
Let the Christmas spirit ring
Later we'll have some pumpkin pie
And we'll do some caroling
Pumpkin pie anyone?
You will get a sentimental feeling when you hear
Voices singing let's be jolly
Deck the halls with boughs of holly
Rockin' around the Christmas tree
Have a happy holiday
This is so corny
Everyone's dancing merrily
in the new old fashioned way
Wow I am in the most almighty Christmas groove
I haven't had this much fun
Since "Two little boys" was number one
If my friends could see me now
How do I look?
Ridiculous
You little tease
A dance, Kimberley?
I do love a nice sax break
Yeah me too Kim, but let's wait till the record's over
Kim do you think our love will last forever?
No
Couple of years maybe?
No
Do you think we'll make it to the end of the record?
How long is that - exactly?
You will get a sentimental feeling when you hear
All together now
Voices singing let's be jolly
Deck the halls with boughs of holly
Excuse me can I sing something now?
Get lost Griff!
Well that's nice...
Rockin' around the Christmas tree
Let the Christmas spirit ring
Root beer anyone?
Later we'll have pumpkin pie
And we'll do some carolling
There's plenty of pumpkin pie left by the way
Rockin' around the Christmas tree
Have a happy holiday
Do you mind Melvyn?
Everyone's dancing merrily
In the new old fashioned way
Wow yeah that was fantastic
Very nice
Let's do it again! One two three four...
Strewth
Five!
Rockin' around the Christmas tree
Have a happy holiday
He overdid it with the pumpkin pie
Everyone's dancing merrily
In the new old fashioned way
Merry Christmas everybody!
Merry Christmas everybody!
Bye Mel it's been really interesting
I'll tell you who I fancy for Christmas
Who's that
Bananarama
Yeah can't help you there I'm afraid
Oh thanks a bundle!
song performed by by Kim Wilde
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Israfel
In Heaven a spirit doth dwell
"Whose heart-strings are a lute";
None sing so wildly well
As the angel Israfel,
And the giddy stars (so legends tell),
Ceasing their hymns, attend the spell
Of his voice, all mute.
Tottering above
In her highest noon,
The enamored moon
Blushes with love,
While, to listen, the red levin
(With the rapid Pleiads, even,
Which were seven,)
Pauses in Heaven.
And they say (the starry choir
And the other listening things)
That Israfeli's fire
Is owing to that lyre
By which he sits and sings-
The trembling living wire
Of those unusual strings.
But the skies that angel trod,
Where deep thoughts are a duty-
Where Love's a grown-up God-
Where the Houri glances are
Imbued with all the beauty
Which we worship in a star.
Therefore thou art not wrong,
Israfeli, who despisest
An unimpassioned song;
To thee the laurels belong,
Best bard, because the wisest!
Merrily live, and long!
The ecstasies above
With thy burning measures suit-
Thy grief, thy joy, thy hate, thy love,
With the fervor of thy lute-
Well may the stars be mute!
Yes, Heaven is thine; but this
Is a world of sweets and sours;
Our flowers are merely- flowers,
And the shadow of thy perfect bliss
Is the sunshine of ours.
If I could dwell
Where Israfel
Hath dwelt, and he where I,
He might not sing so wildly well
A mortal melody,
While a bolder note than this might swell
From my lyre within the sky.
poem by Edgar Allan Poe
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From Spring Days to Winter (For Music)
In the glad springtime when leaves were green,
O merrily the throstle sings!
I sought, amid the tangled sheen,
Love whom mine eyes had never seen,
O the glad dove has golden wings!
Between the blossoms red and white,
O merrily the throstle sings!
My love first came into my sight,
O perfect vision of delight,
O the glad dove has golden wings!
The yellow apples glowed like fire,
O merrily the throstle sings!
O Love too great for lip or lyre,
Blown rose of love and of desire,
O the glad dove has golden wings!
But now with snow the tree is grey,
Ah, sadly now the throstle sings!
My love is dead: ah! well-a-day,
See at her silent feet I lay
A dove with broken wings!
Ah, Love! ah, Love! that thou wert slain -
Fond Dove, fond Dove return again!
poem by Oscar Wilde
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Freedom
REFRAIN:
BELIEVE IN FREEDOM IN LOVE AND FORTUNE
AND ALL WE NEED IS A PEACE OF HEAVEN
BELIEVE IN FREEDOM IN LOVE AND FORTUNE
AND ALL WE NEED IS A PEACE OF HEAVEN
WE ALL NEED LOVE
FREEDOM, COME ON EVERYBODY
WE ALL NEED LOVE
FREEDOM, LET'S LIVE FOR FREEDOM
WE ALL NEED LOVE
RAP 1:
I DONT KNOW WHAT YOURE BELIEVIN IN
IS IT LOVE OR FORTUNE OR A FIGHT TO WIN
I DON'T KNOW TO WHAT YOU SAY, THIS IS THE THING
IS IT A PEACE OF HEAVEN, THAT MAKES YOU SWING FREEDOM,
IS THE MAGIC WORD THE ONLY THING THAT WILL NEVER HURT PEACE,
LIKE IN A MOVIE SCENE WE TRY TOGETHER AND START TO SCREAM
RAP 2:
YES ! I KNOW YOU WANT SOME MORE
FROM WHAT I SAID, JUST RIGHT BEFORE
SO CLAP YOUR HANDS TO THE BEAT OF THE SOUND
PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR AND BACK TO THE GROUND
I NEVER SAW A JAM LIKE THIS BEFORE
BACK TO THE FRONT AND DOOR TO DOOR
IF YOU WANT SOME MORE, GET ON THE FLOOR
LOVE WILL COME AND THAT'S FOR SURE
REFRAIN:
BELIEVE IN FREEDOM IN LOVE AND FORTUNE
AND ALL WE NEED IS A PEACE OF HEAVEN
BELIEVE IN FREEDOM IN LOVE AND FORTUNE
AND ALL WE NEED IS A PEACE OF HEAVEN
WE ALL NEED LOVE
FREEDOM, COME ON EVERYBODY
WE ALL NEED LOVE
FREEDOM, LET'S LIVE FOR FREEDOM
WE ALL NEED LOVE
RAP 3:
SCREAM AND SCREAM IT OUT OF YOUR SOUL TRY TO ESCAPE
AND GET OUT OF CONTROL GET OUT OF CONTROL
AND SAVE YOUR SOUL STOP THIS VIOLENCE,
SAY NO NO NO NO MORE PAIN,
NO MORE LIES NO MORE PANIC IN THE CHILDRENS EYES FREEDOM,
BELIEVE IT IN TAKE A PEACE OF HEAVEN AND YOU WILL WIN
song performed by by DJ Bobo
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My Daughter on her Thirtieth Birthday
A naked girl in the bath
Suds floating, eyes shining
A BIG girl riding Mr. Horsy-bike
Birthday party, green balloon
A special girl grooming Sheike
Sweat streaming, cheeks flaming
A Co-op girl in the kitchen
Baking sponges with her friend Rosie
A magic girl playing Ariel,
'Merrily, merrily shall I live now'
A gentle girl at my bedside
When I was sick with pneumonia
A grown-up girl working hard
Errol Street, massage
A beautiful thirty year old girl
Ready to fly
poem by Alison Cassidy
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Rockin Around The Christmas Tree
Written by johnny marks
Well, rockin around the christmas tree at the christmas party hop
Mistletow hung where you can see every couple of tries to stop
Rockin around the christmas tree let the christmas spirit ring
Later well have some pumpkin pie and well do some caroling
You will get a sentimental feeling, when you hear voices singing
Lets be jolly, deck the halls with boughs of holly
Well, rockin around the christmas tree, have a happy holiday
Everyone feeling merrily in the new old-fashioned way
You will get a sentimental feeling, when you hear voices singing
Lets be jolly, deck the halls with boughs of holly
Yeah, rockin around the christmas tree have a happy holiday
Everyone feeling merrily in the new old-fashioned way
song performed by by Alabama
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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