Still, Though The One I Sing
STILL, though the one I sing,
(One, yet of contradictions made,) I dedicate to Nationality,
I leave in him Revolt, (O latent right of insurrection! O quenchless,
indispensable fire!)
poem by Walt Whitman
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To A Foil'd European Revolutionaire
COURAGE yet! my brother or my sister!
Keep on! Liberty is to be subserv'd, whatever occurs;
That is nothing, that is quell'd by one or two failures, or any
number of failures,
Or by the indifference or ingratitude of the people, or by any
unfaithfulness,
Or the show of the tushes of power, soldiers, cannon, penal statutes.
Revolt! and still revolt! revolt!
What we believe in waits latent forever through all the continents,
and all the islands and archipelagos of the sea;
What we believe in invites no one, promises nothing, sits in calmness
and light, is positive and composed, knows no discouragement,
Waiting patiently, waiting its time.
(Not songs of loyalty alone are these, 10
But songs of insurrection also;
For I am the sworn poet of every dauntless rebel, the world over,
And he going with me leaves peace and routine behind him,
And stakes his life, to be lost at any moment.)
Revolt! and the downfall of tyrants!
The battle rages with many a loud alarm, and frequent advance and
retreat,
The infidel triumphs--or supposes he triumphs,
Then the prison, scaffold, garrote, hand-cuffs, iron necklace and
anklet, lead-balls, do their work,
The named and unnamed heroes pass to other spheres,
The great speakers and writers are exiled--they lie sick in distant
lands, 20
The cause is asleep--the strongest throats are still, choked with
their own blood,
The young men droop their eyelashes toward the ground when they meet;
--But for all this, liberty has not gone out of the place, nor the
infidel enter'd into full possession.
When liberty goes out of a place, it is not the first to go, nor the
second or third to go,
It waits for all the rest to go--it is the last.
When there are no more memories of heroes and martyrs,
And when all life, and all the souls of men and women are discharged
from any part of the earth,
Then only shall liberty, or the idea of liberty, be discharged from
that part of the earth,
And the infidel come into full possession.
Then courage! European revolter! revoltress! 30
For, till all ceases, neither must you cease.
I do not know what you are for, (I do not know what I am for myself,
nor what anything is for,)
But I will search carefully for it even in being foil'd,
In defeat, poverty, misconception, imprisonment--for they too are
great.
Revolt! and the bullet for tyrants!
Did we think victory great?
So it is--But now it seems to me, when it cannot be help'd, that
defeat is great,
And that death and dismay are great.
poem by Walt Whitman
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I respectfully suggest the propriety of having stationed at the arsenal a full company of U. S. troops, that they may be made available in any emergency, from fire, insurrection, or any thing else.
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Insurrection of thought always precedes insurrection of arms.
quote by Wendell Phillips
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I'm totally down with insurrection in the street. I've had a great time with that over the years. Insurrection in the voting booth is the other part of the equation.
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One Song, America, Before I Go
ONE song, America, before I go,
I'd sing, o'er all the rest, with trumpet sound,
For thee--the Future.
I'd sow a seed for thee of endless Nationality;
I'd fashion thy Ensemble, including Body and Soul;
I'd show, away ahead, thy real Union, and how it may be accomplish'd.
(The paths to the House I seek to make,
But leave to those to come, the House itself.)
Belief I sing--and Preparation;
As Life and Nature are not great with reference to the Present
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But greater still from what is yet to come,
Out of that formula for Thee I sing.
poem by Walt Whitman
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After all I have no nationality and am not anxious to claim any. Individuality is more than nationality.
I Write The Contradictions Of My Heart
I WRITE THE CONTRADICTIONS OF MY HEART
I write the contradictions of my heart
I give them to you freely-
But you have your own contradictions
And where are they in relation to mine?
We share what we are
But also do not-
I write for you
And you are silent for me-
And I thank you guiltily
for the blessing of your listening.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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I Dedicate This Rose ll
I dedicate this rose
to the one I love
to my companion in arms
to my pretty dove
i dedicate this rose
to the one I care for
to the one who's been there
within my hearts core
I dedicate this rose
to someone sincere
elegant and honest
and in my heart, very dear
I dedicate this rose
to my girl with sweetness
to the person of my dreams
to my beautiful princess.
(Charlie vergara/09.24.2009/1778)
poem by White Tiger
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Apparent and latent
When you are struck with a woman’s apparent beauty
You lose interest in it if not coped with her latent beauty.
If you are moved by a woman’s latent beauty
You are not tired; her apparent beauty matches or not.
Love one for the fire
And not for the hair.
02.10.2000, Vijayavada
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Don't think of yourself as indispensable or infallible. As Charles De Gaulle said, the cemeteries of the world are full of indispensable men.
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I think people have to choose between living with contradictions or painting themselves into a corner. I have a lot of contradictions.
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She became so important to them that they wondered how they had ever managed without her in the past. And the longer she stayed with them the more indispensable she became, so indispensable in fact that their one fear was that she might some day move on.
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I write to keep from going mad from the contradictions I find among mankind - and to work some of those contradictions out for myself.
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Dedication
This is dedicated to the woman i love
Wherever she stands - my dedication
This is dedicated to the millions
That are starving from hunger - in dedication
Dedication
Dedication
I dedicate it, dedicate it
Dedication
This is dedicated to the front lines that are dying
For dedication
This is dedicated to child of mine wherever she stands
I give a dedication
Dedication
Dedication
I dedicate it, dedicate it
Dedication
This is dedicated for the children
That are starving (?)
I dedicate this to the millions
I dedicate it to you
Oh yeah
A dedication
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Dedicated
This is dedicated to the woman i love
(i dedicate this song, to the woman i love)
Wherever she stands, i give her dedication
(wherever she stands)
This is dedicated, to the millions, that are starving - in dedication
(there are millions, they are starving from hunger, oh...)
Dedication (i dedicate it)
Dedication (this song is for you)
I dedicate it (dedicate it), dedicate it (dedicate it)
Dedication (dedication)
Dedication (to the woman i love)
Dedication (to the child i knew)
I dedicate it (dedicate it), dedicate it (dedicate it)
Dedication (dedication)
Dedication (i dedicate it)
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Dedication
This is dedicated to the woman i love
Wherever she stands - my dedication
This is dedicated to the millions
That are starving from hunger - in dedication
Dedication
Dedication
I dedicate it, dedicate it
Dedication
This is dedicated to the front lines that are dying
For dedication
This is dedicated to child of mine wherever she stands
I give a dedication
Dedication
Dedication
I dedicate it, dedicate it
Dedication
This is dedicated for the children
That are starving (?)
I dedicate this to the millions
I dedicate it to you
Oh yeah
A dedication
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Dedicated
This is dedicated to the woman i love
(i dedicate this song, to the woman i love)
Wherever she stands, i give her dedication
(wherever she stands)
This is dedicated, to the millions, that are starving - in dedication
(there are millions, they are starving from hunger, oh...)
Dedication (i dedicate it)
Dedication (this song is for you)
I dedicate it (dedicate it), dedicate it (dedicate it)
Dedication (dedication)
Dedication (to the woman i love)
Dedication (to the child i knew)
I dedicate it (dedicate it), dedicate it (dedicate it)
Dedication (dedication)
Dedication (i dedicate it)
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A Lesson of Life (Mother)
(dedicated to Ms. Sandrine Piau, a great soprano)
whom I must dedicate my best love?
whom I must dedicate my best deed?
whom I must dedicate my best heart?
your mother, your mother, your mother
whom I must give my best food?
whom I must give my best home?
whom I must give my best vehicle?
your mother, your mother, your mother
whom I must send my best regard?
whom I must send my best greeting?
whom I must send my best welcoming?
your mother, your mother, your mother
who will never leave me?
who will never reject me?
who will never forget me?
your mother, your mother, your mother
who will still be there in my last pray?
who will still be there in my last hope?
who will still be there in my last breath?
your mother, your mother, your mother
I buy Pisa tower to you only
I buy Eiffel tower to you only
I buy Liberty statue to you only
can I pay your all kindness with those?
poem by Ahmad Shiddiqi
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Poetry, even when apparently most fantastic, is always a revolt against artifice, a revolt, in a sense, against actuality.
quote by James Joyce
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Let the ascetics sing of the garden of Paradise
Let the ascetics sing of the garden of Paradise --
We who dwell in the true ecstasy can forget their vase-tamed bouquet.
In our hall of mirrors, the map of the one Face appears
As the sun's splendor would spangle a world made of dew.
Hidden in this image is also its end,
As peasants' lives harbor revolt and unthreshed corn sparks with fire.
Hidden in my silence are a thousand abandoned longings:
My words the darkened oil lamp on a stranger's unspeaking grave.
Ghalib, the road of change is before you always:
The only line stitching this world's scattered parts.
poem by Mirza Ghalib
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Fire on Your Finger
Fire on your finger,
Fire in your eye,
Fire in your spirit,
Fire that won’t die.
Fire in the bare bones of being,
Fire to uphold what’s right,
Fire in the heart of darkness,
Fire to fuel Love’s light.
Fire to burn but not consume,
Fire to learn and not assume,
Fire to live and give living room,
Fire to love and sing her tune.
poem by Tony Jolley
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After the spiritual powers, there is no thing in the world more unconquerable than the spirit of nationality. The spirit of nationality in Ireland will persist even though the mightiest of material powers be its neighbor.
quote by George William Russell
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