The Lion
The Beasts that be
In wood and waste,
Now sit and see,
Nor ride nor haste.
poem by William Morris
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Through The Wood
THROUGH the wood, the green wood, the wet wood, the light wood,
Love and I went maying a thousand lives ago;
Shafts of golden sunlight had made a golden bright wood
In my heart reflected, because I loved you so.
Through the wood, the chill wood, the brown wood, the bare wood,
I alone went lonely no later than last year,
What had thinned the branches, and wrecked my dear and fair wood,
Killed the pale wild roses and left the rose-thorns sere?
Through the wood, the dead wood, the sad wood, the lone wood,
Winds of winter shiver through lichens old and grey,
You ride past forgetting the wood that was our own wood
All our own--and withered as ever a flower of May.
poem by Edith Nesbit
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Through the Metidja to Abd-El-Kadr
I
As I ride, as I ride,
With a full heart for my guide,
So its tide rocks my side,
As I ride, as I ride,
That, as I were double-eyed,
He, in whom our Tribes confide,
Is descried, ways untried
As I ride, as I ride.
II.
As I ride, as I ride
To our Chief and his Allied,
Who dares chide my heart's pride
As I ride, as I ride?
Or are witnesses denied—
Through the desert waste and wide
Do I glide unespied
As I ride, as I ride?
III.
As I ride, as I ride,
When an inner voice has cried,
The sands slide, nor abide
(As I ride, as I ride)
O'er each visioned homicide
That came vaunting (has he lied?)
To reside—where he died,
As I ride, as I ride.
IV.
As I ride, as I ride,
Ne'er has spur my swift horse plied,
Yet his hide, streaked and pied,
As I ride, as I ride,
Shows where sweat has sprung and dried,
—Zebra-footed, ostrich-thighed—
How has vied stride with stride
As I ride, as I ride!
V.
As I ride, as I ride,
Could I loose what Fate has tied,
Ere I pried, she should hide
(As I ride, as I ride)
All that's meant me—satisfied
When the Prophet and the Bride
Stop veins I'd have subside
As I ride, as I ride!
poem by Robert Browning from Cavalier Tunes (1842)
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Sonnet VI
For why the gains doth seldom quit the charge:
And so say I by proof too dearly bought,
My haste made waste; my brave and brainsick barge
Did float too fast to catch a thing of naught.
With leisure, measure, mean, and many moe
I mought have kept a chair of quiet state.
But hasty heads cannot be settled so,
Till crooked Fortune gave a crabbed mate.
As busy brains must beat on tickle toys,
As rash invention breeds a raw devise,
So sudden falls do hinder hasty joys;
And as swift baits do fleetest fish entice,
So haste makes waste, and therefore now I say,
No haste but good, where wisdom makes the way.
poem by George Gascoigne
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Pacidy
1970. officially unreleased.
Pacidy, my love
Glowing ember of evening
Your eyes are frozen with guilt
I read my fate on your cheeks
The smoldering coals of a passion
Once a meadow of hope
Days of minstrels and bright steeds
Autumn nights and silk sheets
Your tender battle shadow on me
Scented lavender kiss-es, soft and warm
The union of strength in a love against life
Love against life
Pacidy, my love
Your touch, so limp, was once frenzied
Your argon lips were once sweet
A life has slipped through my hands
My spirits sift in a stale sigh
Did love exist as a dream?
Mother fawn of a pine wood
Shepherdess of my grief
Veils a freedom not for me
Far beyond the steep ridge, where blizzards
Blast the spirit of man, the frailest of beasts
Frailest of beasts
Where blizzards
Blast the spirit of man, the frailest of beasts
Frailest of beasts
Where blizzards
Blast the spirit of man, the frailest of beasts
Frailest of beasts
song performed by by Genesis
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Old Man Say (Make Haste)
The beast rest there!
Go before the night draw near
Before ill-times wake
Cause then, It may all be late
So lad make haste
- *Guh dear lad!
Before next day
Harken to what *dis old man say
Make hay my lad
Unless be sad
Say I, make haste
Don't make good times waste
It's a wild wild world
- out *deh mi lad
And di wolves dem *nat suh kine
Go on now *mi lad
*Mek haste before its night
And me sure all will be right
*guh - go *mek - make *mi - my
*deh - there * kine - kind *di - the
*nat suh - not so *me - i'm *dis - this
Copyright © 2012
poem by Godfrey Morris
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War
Why did it all have to go so wrong?
Couldn't you see that I am the strong?
We went to war for familys sake.
Even though I never crossed them you treacherous snake.
You accused me of malicious attacks.
Now it's time to pay your tax.
I wanted peace, I wanted love.
Now I come at you as death from above.
If you've forgotten all the good there was.
Then through this war I'll give you scorched earth with just cause.
I'm stronger than you.
I'm tougher than you.
In this war there's nothing I won't do.
The dogs are unleashed.
They bark and they howl,
they growl like beasts Dantes' of Inferno hell,
they will take you down.
So here we stand on this sacred ground.
Ready to fight until one of us is deathward bound.
I will be victorious, though there will be little joy.
For the former ally I lost in haste.
However, it's time to put you to waste.
poem by Michael McParland
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Make Haste
Make haste, make haste, no time to waste,
the sandman’s on the move!
The minutes chased, missspent, misplaced,
swift scattered are, remove
from life the paste thats interlaced
with love to leave the groove
by others faced with fears encased
within themselves! Improve
your chances paced by those who’ve raced
where most may fear, disprove
the double-faced, minds [s]oft, effaced.
let no one disapprove
Strong spirits graced with soul true, chaste,
which ever must reprove
all evil based on base, poor taste, -
which ever seeks to prove
Good may be traced, Right be embraced
in confidence – for you’ve
the need to haste to truth, yes haste,
for Time is on the move!
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Ride The Ride
Take all of the money
Take all of the sweet plum of the pie
Dont say that you love me
Dont say its for me its a lie
Now you got yourself so wrapped up in it
All you gotta do is wait a minute
All you gotta do is ride the ride
Ride the ride, ride the ride
Blowing a smokescreen
Never looking at me in the eye
You make it look easy
For someone afraid of falling to fly
Now you got yourself so wrapped up in it
All you gotta do is wait a minute
All you gotta do is ride the ride
Ride the ride, ride the ride, ride the ride
Take all of the money
Take all you believe is the prize
Just leave me a moment
Just leave a bright piece of the sky
Now you got yourself so wrapped up in it
All you gotta do is wait a minute
All you gotta do is ride the ride
Ride the ride, ride the ride, ride the ride
Ride the ride, ride the ride, ride the ride
song performed by by Bangles
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What is man without the beasts If all the beasts were gone, man would die from a great loneliness of spirit. For whatever happens to the beasts, soon happens to man. All things are connected.
quote by Chief Seattle
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Getaway Car
The first time I saw you you were
Chasin down
A cyclone
All alone in the field
With railyards and clovers I kept rollin on
Never thought youd wind up chasin
Me
I settle down
I wont hesitate
To hit the highway
Before you leave me to waste no
Ill settle up and Ill help you find something to drive
Before you drown yourself
Your tired of walkin
And you loathe the ground
The sideway belly touched your feet
Black moons to slowly to hold you down
With ring hand you take it out on me
Settle down
I wont hesitate to hit the highway
Before you leave me to waste
Saddle up and Ill help you find something to drive
Before you drive me insane
So get yourself a car
Drive it all alone
Get ourself a car
And ride it on the wind
Get yourself a car
And drive it all alone
Get yourself a car
And ride it on the wind yea
Yea well settle down
I wont hesitate to hit the highway
Before you leave me to waste
Settle up and Ill help you find something to drive
Before you drive me insane
Get yourself a car
And drive it all alone
Get yourself a car
And ride it on the wind
Get yourself a car
And drive it all alone
Get yourself a car
And ride it on the wind
song performed by by Audioslave
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Ride On The Wind... Forever...
I Want To Ride On The Wind… Forever
I Want To Ride Over Land and Sea
I Want To Ride on The Wind… Forever
… and I Want You Riding With Me…
I Want To Ride On The Wind Over Mountains
And Touch The Sky, So Blue
Then Raise Oceans, Like Sparkling Fountains
And Splash Through Water, Kissing You
I Want To Ride On The Wind… Hold Its Mane
Ride The Wind… Wild and Free
For The Wind – Will Never Be Tame…
So Hold On Tight and Just… Breathe…
… Ride The Wind – Let It Begin – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Breathe It In – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Blow Again – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Raise The Wind – Ride The Wind!
I Want To Ride On The Wind – In The Moonlight
I Want To Ride On The Wind – In The Clouds
And Wave To The Wings of Eagles in Flight
… then Float like Snow – Dancing Down
I Want To Ride On The Wind Forever
I Want To Ride and Rush-Up Rainbow-Stairs
I Want To Ride On The Wind – Forever
For Your Sweet-Breath Beckons Me… Everywhere
… Ride The Wind – Let It Begin – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Breathe It In – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Blow Again – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Raise The Wind – Ride The Wind!
poem by MoonBee Canady
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The Daily Act of Presence
Eight hours at work, commuting sometimes two,
the daily act of presence is assigned
its p[l]ace, weak celebration paid in kind,
traced race to waste bereft, much left to do.
Eight hours abed, at table almost two,
the daily act of presence, daily grind,
few dare opt out of as life's clocks unwind, -
such haste to conquer Time, whose ride’s askew.
Three hours of leisure, then, without ado,
day's drive departs, leaves most deprived of breath.
Who'd buck luck's trend bends in the end to Death
whose lock mocks motto 'to thyself be true! '
Three hours for chat, sex, net or television,
no wonder Man’s case-study for derision.
16 May 2001 revised 18 December 2008
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The Daily Act of Presence
Eight hours at work, in travel up to two,
the daily act of presence is assigned
and celebrated weakly, paid in kind, -
so much to waste, so little left to do.
Eight hours abed, at table almost two,
the daily act of presence, daily grind,
few dare opt out as life's clocks unwind, -
such haste to conquer Time, whose ride’s askew.
Three hours leisure, then, without ado,
the day departs, leaves most deprived of breath.
Who'd buck the trend bends in the end to Death -
what sense retains 'unto thyself be true'?
Three hours for music, films or television –
no wonder Man’s case-study for derision!
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Driftwood
Drift wood
Is this just 'fun' for you?
Coasting on the ride.
It's been deep here with me.
Now I'm washed up in the tide.
Crashing over rocks.
Could you not just hold my hand.
And carry me beyond.
To fall on softer sand?
I was struggling for air.
Whilst you washed over me.
I thought that I could swim.
But It's unfamiliar sea.
I'm craving for the mainland.
But an island's what I get.
Where my poor mind is stranded.
As it won't let me forget.
Would you send me the drift wood.
That you stowed a ride upon.
And want the tide to take us.
To a place where we'd belong.
Could we stay there a while?
Im not asking forever.
As I understand my rescue.
Doesn't end with us together.
poem by Stevie Taite
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Are you heard?
God forbids men to kill men.
God permits men to kill beasts.
Men are saved and not the beasts.
Don’t they pray to God, as do men?
Hasn’t God listened to them?
Aren’t they as much to Him?
Neither you nor the beasts are heard
It is your misplaced inference
26.10.2002 Trichur
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Whatever is produced in haste goes hastily to waste.
Nothin' On
in this day and time of metal magic
we need rock and roll
we need PANTERA!
I didn't wanna touch you
since we were both sixteen
didn't wanna take you down
and show you what love means
now is the time
this is the place
get ready to take a chance
we don't have a minute to waste
ride my rocket
wear me out
ride my rocket
make me twist and shout
ride my rocket
give me all of your love
ride my rocket
I just can't get enough.
You leave me breathless
when you walk by
the way you move it girl
makes you satisfy
You might be the best
that i've ever had
it's gotta be good girl
cuz it looks so bad
ride my rocket
wear me out
ride my rocket
make me twist and shout
ride my rocket
give me all of your love
ride my rocket
I just can't get enough.
*guitar solo*
feels so good
makes my heart break
every time you touch me
i explode into flames
ride my rocket
wear me out
ride my rocket
make me twist and shout
ride my rocket
give me all of your love
ride my rocket
I just can't get enough.
song performed by by Pantera
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What Is It To Waste A Night?
WHAT IS IT TO WASTE A NIGHT?
What is it to waste a night
When I have wasted years?
Why worry now so close to the end
Hasn’t it all been a waste?
Won’t it all be a waste one day
No matter how I play the game
Of seeking to make my name eternal?
But this is this night and no other
And I writing this now
Am redeeming it from ‘waste’
And fooling myself for one more day
‘It has not been a waste nothing is a waste
when I can write a real poem now.’
I
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Ride My Rocket
In this day and time of metal magic
We need rock and roll
We need pantera!
I didnt wanna touch you
Since we were both sixteen
Didnt wanna take you down
And show you what love means
Now is the time
This is the place
Get ready to take a chance
We dont have a minute to waste
Ride my rocket
Wear me out
Ride my rocket
Make me twist and shout
Ride my rocket
Give me all of your love
Ride my rocket
I just cant get enough.
You leave me breathless
When you walk by
The way you move it girl
Makes you satisfy
You might be the best
That Ive ever had
Its gotta be good girl
Cuz it looks so bad
Ride my rocket
Wear me out
Ride my rocket
Make me twist and shout
Ride my rocket
Give me all of your love
Ride my rocket
I just cant get enough.
*guitar solo*
Feels so good
Makes my heart break
Every time you touch me
I explode into flames
Ride my rocket
Wear me out
Ride my rocket
Make me twist and shout
Ride my rocket
Give me all of your love
Ride my rocket
I just cant get enough.
song performed by by Pantera
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