Of Clementina
In Clementina’s artless mien
Lucilla asks me what I see,
And are the roses of sixteen
Enough for me?
Lucilla asks, if that be all,
Have I not cull’d as sweet before:
Ah yes, Lucilla! and their fall
I still deplore.
I now behold another scene,
Where Pleasure beams with Heaven’s own light,
More pure, more constant, more serene,
And not less bright.
Faith, on whose breast the Loves repose,
Whose chain of flowers no force can sever,
And Modesty who, when she goes,
Is gone for ever.
poem by Walter Savage Landor
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Why Me?
When the hopes are hassled
And relationships are rattled
Naïveté asks, why me?
When wishes are whacked
And dreams are dashed
Naïveté asks, why me?
When fantasies are fettered
And blessings are battered
Naïveté asks, why me?
When desires are demolished
And ambitions are admonished
Naïveté asks, why me?
When temptations are traumatized
And passions are pulverized
Naïveté asks, why me?
Strangely,
Naïveté with influence
And naïveté with affluence
Never asks, why me?
Naïveté with name
And naïveté with fame
Never asks, why me?
Naïveté with health
And naïveté with wealth
Never asks, why me?
Naïveté with fiefdom
And naïveté with wisdom
Never asks, why me?
Naïveté with beauty
And naïveté with booty
Never asks, why me?
poem by Hitesh Sheth
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I Can't Say No
Here I am
There you are
If you ask me to walk a thousand miles just to be where you are,
I can? say no
If you ask me.
If I had a dime, it? yours as well as mine.
I? keep the penny, you know I would and gladly give you the nine.
I can? say no
If you ask me
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
If you told me tonight to get up
Pack my bags let? go away,
I wouldn? even care what my Mommy, what my Daddy might have to say.
?ause I can? say no
If you ask me .
Ooh, ooh no!
(You?e too beautiful to be. to be)
You know I can? say it, baby no!
(You mean everything to me)
No ifs and no maybe?
No!
(that? why I, that? why I, that? why I, that? why)
You know I can? say it baby,
I can? say no
If you ask me.
Ooh ooh ooh. Sometimes I get so angry with him
I walk around I pout all day.
And the he kisses me and asks me do I love him
In a sweet soft sexy kind of way,
I can? say no
If he asks me.
On No I can? say no if he asks me.
I can? so if he asks me
song performed by by Natalie Cole
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God Whose Gifts In Gracious Flood
God, whose gifts in gracious flood
Unto all who seek are sent,
Only asks you to be good,
And is content.
So the world, when all things are
Sparkling, yet does nought ignite,
Only asks you to be fair,
And finds delight.
And my heart, in the sweet shade
Of two beauteous eyes steeped o'er,
Only asks if you be glad,
And nothing more.
poem by Victor Hugo
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To heaven To Hell
the teenager asks mom
after her first bible lesson:
'Mom, if god knows all
things why should he
bother testing us
or even adam?
he knows he would fall'
Mom caught at
a loss for words
answers: 'Everyone
asks the same question
about God. He knows
everything and it is
only through him
that we can be saved.'
The teenager shoots
back: 'I think he loves
watching theatre...at us
acting out his scripts..
to heaven.. to hell.'
'Well, that may be
very true. But he wants
us to all go heaven, '
Mom says.
The child fights back:
'It is not a question
of what he wants. It is
what we want but
he has arranged for
all of that.'
Mom at a loss
for words says:
'Now, make sure you
act out yours with class
and before i throw you
into hell, get into the car.'
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Sweet Sixteen
Well, well, I loved you
Like I never loved before
First time I saw you
Standing home at your front door
Do you remember
You created quite a scene
When you were walking
Down by the village green
Chorus
When you were only
When you were only
When you were only
When you were only
Sweet sixteen
Baby, how I loved you
Sweet sixteen
How I really loved you
Sweet sixteen
Baby, how I loved you
Sweet sixteen
How I really loved you
Sweet sixteen
Standing on the corner
And you came walking by
And when I saw you
I said my, my, my, my
Do you remember
How I took you by the hand?
Do you remember
In the sunny summerland?
Chorus and your eyes shine like diamonds
And they sparkle in the night
And the kind of love that you give me
Seems to light up all my life
Sax break - van?
And then, and then, and then I told you
That wed never ever part
And then, and then, and then Id hold you
A little closer to my heart
Do you remember
All the stars were shining bright?
Do you remember
It was on a magic night?
Chorus and fade
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Sweet Sixteen
Well, well, I loved you
Like I never loved before
First time I saw you
Standing home at your front door
Do you remember
You created quite a scene
When you were walking
Down by the village green
Chorus
When you were only
When you were only
When you were only
When you were only
Sweet sixteen
Baby, how I loved you
Sweet sixteen
How I really loved you
Sweet sixteen
Baby, how I loved you
Sweet sixteen
How I really loved you
Sweet sixteen
Standing on the corner
And you came walking by
And when I saw you
I said my, my, my, my
Do you remember
How I took you by the hand?
Do you remember
In the sunny summerland?
Chorus and your eyes shine like diamonds
And they sparkle in the night
And the kind of love that you give me
Seems to light up all my life
Sax break - van?
And then, and then, and then I told you
That wed never ever part
And then, and then, and then Id hold you
A little closer to my heart
Do you remember
All the stars were shining bright?
Do you remember
It was on a magic night?
Chorus and fade
song performed by by Van Morrison
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My father said, 'Politics asks the question Is it expedient Vanity asks Is it popular But conscience asks Is it right'
quote by Dexter Scott King
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Cowardice asks Is it safe Expediency asks Is it politic But Conscience asks Is it right
quote by William Punshon
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Cowardice asks: Is it safe? Expediency asks: Is it politic? But Conscience asks: Is it right?
quote by William Punshon
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The Sun
The sun comes forth; each mountain height
Glows with a tinge of rosy light,
And flowers, that slumbered through the night,
Their dewy leaves unfold;
A flood of splendor bursts on high,
And ocean's breast reflects a sky
Of crimson and of gold.
Oh! thou art glorious, orb of day!
Exulting nations hail thy ray,
Creation swells a choral lay,
To welcome thy return;
From thee all nature draws her hues,
Thy beams the insect's wings suffuse,
And in the diamond burn.
Yet must thou fade; when earth and heaven
By fire and tempest shall be riven,
Thou, from thy sphere of radiance driven,
Oh Sun! must fall at last;
Another heaven, another earth,
Far other glory shall have birth,
When all we see is past.
But He, who gave the word of might,
'Let there be light' and there was light,
Who bade thee chase the gloom of night,
And beam, the world to bless;
For ever bright, for ever pure,
Alone unchanging shall endure,
The Sun of Righteousness!
poem by Felicia Dorothea Hemans
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Sweet Sixteen
Today I'm gonna ride away
And feel the sun throughout my hair
Finally free to be who I wanna be
Who that is I don't really care
'Cuz I've got friends who love me
Blue skies are above me
My blonde hair is everywhere
[CHORUS:]
Sweet sixteen
Gonna spread my wings
Sweet sixteen
It's my chance to shine
Sweet sixteen
Discovering
Sweet sixteen
So much more to life
Sweet sixteen
Drivin' down to the club where we go to dance
Radio is blastin' and the top is down
There ain't nothing' in my way
'Cept the traffic of L.A.
And I've got friends who love me
Bright stars shine above me
My blonde hair is everywhere
[CHORUS]
Mamma loves me and a sister who shows me, and a dad he's always there
[CHORUS]
I wanna know what it feels like
I need to see it from the inside
I can taste a bit of what I will find
So much more to life
Sweet sixteen
[Repeat]
[CHORUS]
song performed by by Hilary Duff
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Others' Faith Inspires Me
OTHERS' FAITH INSPIRES ME
Others' faith inspires me
And makes me check my own
When I see their leaps of faith
While I just tag along
Great to be one of the crowd
When others' faith I see
Reminds me of how great our God
The one who died for me
He still does work in lives of men
Who know Him not as Saviour
He has a plan unfolding for
Those in His special favour
Without faith, impossible to please
Who made us creature's such
Praise the Lord who loves us so
He loves us very much
No problem is so great that He
Can never find the answer
He has the perfect solution
From Him to you He'll transfer
His ear's atuned to broken heart's
The Father hears their cry
And swift attends to recompense
Them for their call on High
With great pleasure, He meets the need
Of each one gone astray
He sent His Shepherd on ahead
To show the sheep the Way
Don't think too trivial or light a thing
That He our God would care
But bring to Him, yes everthing
Bring to Him in prayer
Boldly make your petition
While at the throne of Grace
Abundantly He'll pour out Mercy
As there you seek His face
God loves, to show Himself
Strong on your behalf
Give Him the chance He wants to have
To be your Rod and Staff
He your Shepherd, You shall not want
But in green pasture's lay
Beside still water's listening too
The voice who leads your way
Take hope my friend take faith
And in taking faith you'll see
The God who asks you to believe
Will give you faith to see!
Copyright Gary James Smith
February 20th 2009 @ 4.15 p.m.
poem by Gary James Smith
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Such A Good Boy
(carly simon/robbie shakespeare/mike mainieri)
He asks her for permission
To take the car
Light his cigar
Play his guitar
Burn down the barn
He asks her for permission
To tie his shoes
To take a snooze
To read the news
To sing the blues
Chorus:
Hes such a good boy
A real mamas boy
She treats him like a toy
Hes such a good boy
(repeat)
He asks her for permission
To get a tan
To play his hand
To blow a grand
To be a man
He asks her for permission
To say goodnight
To see snow white
To watch the fight
cause shes always right
Chorus
She points her finger
And waves her hand
And acts just like a queen bee
But hes foolin? her
cause he doesnt ask
Her for permission
When he comes to see me
Chorus
song performed by by Carly Simon
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Cowardice asks the question - is it safe?
Vanity asks the question - is it popular?
Expediency asks the question - is it political?
But conscience asks the question - is it right?
There comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe, popular, or political; but because it is right.
quote by Martin Luther King
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Cowardice asks the question - is it safe?
Expediency asks the question - is it politic?
Vanity asks the question - is it popular?
But conscience asks the question - is it right?
And there comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe, nor politic, nor popular; but one must take it because it is right.
quote by Martin Luther King
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Sixty to Sixteen
If I were young as you, Sixteen,
And you were old as I,
I would not be as I have been,
You would not be so shy—
We should not watch with careless mien
The golden days go by,
If I were young as you, Sixteen,
And you were old as I.
The years of youth are yours, Sixteen;
Such years of old had I,
But time has set his seal between
Dark eyebrow and dark eye.
Sere grow the leaves that once were green,
The song turns to a sigh:
Ah! very young are you, Sixteen,
And very old am I.
Red bloom-times come and go, Sixteen,
With snow-soft feet, but I
Shall be no more as I have been
In times of bloom gone by;
For dimmer grows the pleasant scene
Beneath the pleasant sky;
The world is growing old, Sixteen—
The weary world and I.
Ah, would that once again, Sixteen,
A kissing mouth had I;
The days would gaily go, I ween,
Though death should stand anigh,
If springtime’s green were evergreen,
If Love would never die,
And I were young as you, Sixteen,
And you were old as I.
poem by Victor James Daley
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Temptation With Flowers
so many flowers given
for the wrong reason
flowers given in vain
some men think
to win love
with flowers given
alas love is not
to be purchased
arranged so easily
give to receive a smile
glowing like golden sunlight
or a blush young innocent
heartfelt in modesty pleasure
but do not dishonour flowers
do not dishonour pure hearts
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Room Service
Im feelin low, no place to go
And Im a-thinking that Im gonna scream
Because a hotel all alone is not a
Rock and roll stars dream
But just when Im about to shut the light and go to bed
A lady calls and asks if Im too tired or if Im just to dead for
Room service, baby I could use a meal
Room service, you do what you feel
Room service, I take the pleasure with the pain
I cant say no
My planes delayed and Im afraid
Theyre gonna keep me waiting here till nine
Then a stewardess in a tight blue dress says
I got the time
But just as Im about to take my coat and get my fly
She says oh please, shes on her knees
And one more time before I leave I get some
Room service, baby I could use a meal
Room service, you do what you feel
Room service, I take the pleasure with the pain
I cant say no, no
In my home town, Im hangin round
With all the ladies treatin me real good
A sweet sixteen lookin hot and mean says
I wish you would
But just as Im about to tell her yes, I think I can
I see her dad, hes getting mad
All the time he knows that Im in need of
Room service, baby I could use a meal
Room service, you do what you feel
Room service, I take the pleasure with the pain
I cant say no
Room service, baby I could use a meal
Room service, you do what you feel
Room service, I take the pleasure with the pain
I cant say no, I cant say no
Room service, baby I could use a meal
Room service, you do what you feel
Room service, you take the pleasure with the pain
I cant say no
Room service, well maybe baby, room service
song performed by by Kiss
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One Is 16 And The Other 18
the police officer arrested them
last night while they were strolling on the park
and this is the story:
he asks for their names and they say they have none
he asks from where they come from and they say
they do not really know
he asks them where they are going and they tell him
they are still undecided
he asks them what is in their bags and they say they are just nothing
he asks them some more and they say
they have nothing to say of themselves
they come from nowhere
and they are heading nowhere
and the police handcuffed them
these vagrants
these potential terrorists of this rural place
where the people still love peace
and this afternoon the police officer brings them all to me
and he tells me about the whole story
about his questions and their answers
and i am looking at them and they look at me
straight in my eyes
with dignity and without shame
with all pride
that they are telling the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth
that this one whose age is 16 and this other one whose age is 18
are simply talking about
themselves
and about us
and about the policeman himself
and surely, i agree
we have no names, we do not know where we come from and we do not
really know where we are going
we are all like that, in the strictest sense of the word, except
for our little pretensions
and so i ordered the policeman to release them all
and let them be
themselves
and let them go in peace and finish their journey with all ease
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Police Officer Arrested Them
Last Night While They Were Strolling On The Park
And This Is The Story:
He Asks For Their Names And They Say They Have None
He Asks From Where They Come From And They Say
They Do Not Really Know
He Asks Them Where They Are Going And They Tell Him
They Are Still Undecided
He Asks Them What Is In Their Bags And They Say They Are Just Nothing
He Asks Them Some More And They Say
They Have Nothing To Say Of Themselves
They Come From Nowhere
And They Are Heading Nowhere
And The Police Handcuffed Them
These Vagrants
These Potential Terrorists Of This Rural Place
Where The People Still Love Peace
And This Afternoon The Police Officer Brings Them All To Me
And He Tells Me About The Whole Story
About His Questions And Their Answers
And I Am Looking At Them And They Look At Me
Straight In My Eyes
With Dignity And Without Shame
With All Pride
That They Are Telling The Truth, The Whole Truth And Nothing But The Truth
That This One Whose Age Is 16 And This Other One Whose Age Is 18
Are Simply Talking About
Themselves And About Us
And About The Policeman Himself
And Surely, I Agree
We Have No Names, We Do Not Know Where We Come From And We Do Not
Really Know Where We Are Going
We Are All Like That, In The Strictest Sense Of The Word, Except
For Our Little Pretensions
And So I Ordered The Policeman To Release Them All
And Let Them Be Themselves
And Let Them Go In Peace And Finish Their Journey With All Ease
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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