Savantism
THITHER, as I look, I see each result and glory retracing itself and
nestling close, always obligated;
Thither hours, months, years--thither trades, compacts,
establishments, even the most minute;
Thither every-day life, speech, utensils, politics, persons, estates;
Thither we also, I with my leaves and songs, trustful, admirant,
As a father, to his father going, takes his children along with him.
poem by Walt Whitman
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Power Of Vigour
Vigour
If
Triggered
With forces
Of rigour
Path
One traverses
Can't be figured
Friends and foes
Quiver
On seeing him
Achieve
Hither and thither
Hither and thither
Rally some
Others
In abundance
Dither
To break the shell
Of their vigour
Envy his life of riley
Silently
For this oblivion
Into history
Where they can't be figured.
poem by Sanjay Mehta
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Song Of The Silent Land. (From The German Of Salis)
Into the Silent Land!
Ah! who shall lead us thither?
Clouds in the evening sky more darkly gather,
And shattered wrecks lie thicker on the strand.
Who leads us with a gentle hand
Thither, O thither,
Into the Silent Land?
Into the Silent Land!
To you, ye boundless regions
Of all perfection! Tender morning-visions
Of beauteous souls! The Future's pledge and band!
Who in Life's battle firm doth stand,
Shall bear Hope's tender blossoms
Into the Silent Land!
O Land! O Land!
For all the broken-hearted
The mildest herald by our faith allotted,
Beckons, and with inverted torch doth stand
To lead us with a gentle hand
Into the land of the great Departed,
Into the Silent Land!
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Two Birds Wished To Be Friendly
1 Two birds wished to be friendly
I was the messenger winged
Hither thither cuckoo and magpie
Two birds wished to be friendly
'Come here, o' dear, come here'
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Two birds wished to be friendly
I was the messenger winged
2 Hither thither cuckoo and magpie
Two birds wished to be friendly
I was the messenger winged
Hither thither cuckoo and magpie
Warbling, whistling, fluty trilling
Magpie just couldn't let me read
Hither thither cuckoo and magpie
Two birds wished to be friendly
3 Two birds wished to be friendly
I was the messenger plucked punished
Gloomed cuckoo, confused magpie
Two birds wished to be friendly
Reading failing, messaging failing
Loamy homey cuckoo angry with me
Two birds wished to be friendly
I was the messenger plucked punished
poem by Indira Renganathan
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A Prayer
What difference Oh, Lord of the Goddess
Thither, hither You and soul mine
Alone alike in concealment-secrecy...yet unmet
To bridge is to work and I work
In vain to your abode of a sullen spark
Hither Enigma, thither dogma and this drama
Long, long for how long Oh, Lord of the Goddess
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Poverty
Tears filled in the eyes, as a compare the rich with the poor;
Palatial buildings laugh at the small cottages of the poor.
With scanty income the poor feeds the children, contents their desire;
Life of poor is filled with fear.
O god, in thy kingdom, partiality reigns hither, thither;
Poor becomes poorer with thy desire.
Corruption is rampant among the officers;
Exploiting junior employees' property they content their desire.
O god! Thy Earth is wonder;
Poor people roam hither, thither;
With their little income they content their desire.
On Earth they are cursed creatures.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Poverty Vavroovahana Patra
Tears filled in the eyes, as I compare the rich with the poor;
Palatial buildings laugh at the small cottages of the poor.
With scanty income the poor feeds the children, contents their desire;
Life of poor is filled with fear.
O god, in thy kingdom, partiality reigns hither, thither;
Poor becomes poorer with thy desire.
Corruption is rampant among the officers;
Exploiting junior employees' property they content their desire.
O god! Thy Earth is a wonder;
Poor people roam hither, thither.
With their little income they content their desire.
On Earth they are cursed creatures.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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The Curse Of The Wandering Foot
All hope of rest withdrawn me?--
What dread command hath put
This awful curse upon me--
The curse of the wandering foot!
Forward and backward and thither,
And hither and yon again--
Wandering ever! And whither?
Answer them, God! Amen.
The blue skies are far o'er me---
The bleak fields near below:
Where the mother that bore me?--
Where her grave in the snow?--
Glad in her trough of a coffin--
The sad eyes frozen shut
That wept so often, often,
The curse of the wandering foot!
Here in your marts I care not
Whatsoever ye think.
Good folk many who dare not
Give me to eat and drink:
Give me to sup of your pity--
Feast me on prayers!--O ye,
Met I your Christ in the city
He would fare forth with me--
Forward and onward and thither,
And hither again and yon,
With milk for our drink together
And honey to feed upon--
Nor hope of rest withdrawn us,
Since the one Father put
The blessed curse upon us--
The curse of the wandering foot.
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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The Drops Of Nectar
WHEN Minerva, to give pleasure
To Prometheus, her well-loved one,
Brought a brimming bowl of nectar
From the glorious realms of heaven
As a blessing for his creatures,
And to pour into their bosoms
Impulses for arts ennobling,
She with rapid footstep hasten'd,
Fearing Jupiter might see her,
And the golden goblet trembled,
And there fell a few drops from it
On the verdant plain beneath her.
Then the busy bees flew thither
Straightway, eagerly to drink them,
And the butterfly came quickly
That he, too, might find a drop there;
Even the misshapen spider
Thither crawl'd and suck'd with vigour.
To a happy end they tasted,
They, and other gentle insects!
For with mortals now divide they
Art - that noblest gift of all.
poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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Homeward
When I come to my Father's house he will hear me:
I shall not need
With words implore
Compassion at my Father's door;
With yearning mute my heart will plead,
And my Father's heart will hear me.
One thought all the day hath still caressed me:
Though cloud o'ercast
Is the way I go,
Though steep is the hill I must climb, yet, oh,
When evening falls and the light is past,
At my Father's house I will rest me!
For thither,—whatsoe'er betide me,
Howe'er I stray,
Beset by fears,
Wearied by effort, or blinded by tears,—
Ah, surely I shall find my way,
Though none there be to guide me!
poem by Florence Earle Coates from Poems (1898)
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On my passage thither, I discovered nothing remarkable in the features of the country.
quote by William Henry Ashley
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wind subtly blows
the pollen hither thither
pregnant mother earth!
haiku by Indira Babbellapati
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There is no wider gulf in the universe than yawns between those on the hither and thither side of vital experience.
quote by Rebecca West
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An Edge Is Keen
Moments agone thy golden scripts
aye! mine beseech, thine spoken rede
avaunt yon them notorious non-wist
certes, mine gracias to our corrade
In wreath, seized I; in mine total yammer
philosophunculist-I am reviled
Neither I nor you're ne'er flammifer
Neither I nor you could've kindle
forby time, o'er thither mine shade
was I tomnoddy for mimicry of puissance
Mine yede thither, the drums it'd raid
sith I yclept naught; my deed's accordance
Aghast I towards in thine character
yet Sought I hindrance in absolute hid
thus I dig anon apace to gather
mine lobes conscious amiss it leads
Thy bower, thy bower in bossom within
in chimes winds blew; aye edge is keen!
In concourse, thine weird, thine genuine
thine wile I caught none could've seen
Indeed, Edge was keen! aye! Edge was keen!
eynes filled naught mere but filled full
sunder real to unreal lies 'line so thin
wayward am I? aye-thus youth yields fool
My thralldom to thee; mine poetry
hath built no shame nor agony
shun the light at times to me
yet know after rain, I'll be free
Gates, its key be brought by comrade
forby time, o'er thither mine shade
roses and daffodils on me be laid
to misanthropes I'll be never frayed.
poem by Ellirie Aviles
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You Think
If you think, I shall surrender
you fail for I will never ever
you think I'm just below your power
and blinded by my hows and wonder.
If you think you can destroy me thither
if you think you can, don't bother
cause i will show my self that's better
and you shall claim from me, No matter.
poem by Ellirie Aviles
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I had almost forgotten to tell you that I have already been to the Parliament House; and yet this is of most importance. For, had I seen nothing else in England but this, I should have thought my journey thither amply rewarded.
quote by Karl Philipp Moritz
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My Father He Was A Fisherman
MY father he was a fisherman,
That wrought at the break o' day,
And hither and thither the long tides ran
I' the long blue bay.
'The tides go up and the tides go down,
But what do you know of the sea ?'
Her voice, i' the long gray streets o' the town,
Is singing to me.
'What do you know of the sails at dawn,
What of the shell-white foam ?'
Cheerly and sweet, from a world withdrawn,
They are calling me home.
'What is the grief you fain would tell
When your eyes are turned on me ?'
O, well it was taught and I learned it well,–
The grief o' the sea.
'Where do you travel and where do you sleep,
Where shall you take your rest ?'
At the inn that shelters my father, deep
I' the seas o' the west.
poem by Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall
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Our treasure lies in the beehive of our knowledge. We are perpetually on the way thither, being by nature winged insects and honey gatherers of the mind.
quote by Friedrich Nietzsche
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It is a happy thing that there is no royal road to poetry. The world should know by this time that one cannot reach Parnassus except by flying thither.
quote by Gerard Manley Hopkins
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Home - that blessed word, which opens to the human heart the most perfect glimpse of Heaven, and helps to carry it thither, as on an angel's wings.
quote by Lydia M. Child
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