The Ballad
I was granted by chance
With five horses at once
By my friend Lucifer and with ring,
Gold ring with a Ruby on it.
That for purpose to slip
Down into the deep
Of the caves, and to see
There young face of heavens within.
Snorting horses were hoofing,
Trying me thus to lure
To the vast space of earth race in fury...
And therefore I believed,
That a Sun inflamed me,
Only me, as a Ruby in ring.
Many a starry night
Did I rove, and many days,
Fired with sun's bright light,
And without the end
Of the way.
I've smiled to the impulse of mighty such horses,
I've enjoyed glint of ring,
I've rushed them to heaven -
There in height of the consciousness -
Only insanity. Snowfall there...
Cracking horses by whip,
I've forced them to raise..
There in heavens I've seen
Maid with a doleful face.
In her silent weak voice
I've heard chime of strings...
In her strange look - the choice
Questions-answers to join.
And I gave her a ring
To this Moon-like a Virgin
For unsteady fine tint
On the plaits incoherent.
Laughing, mocking at me, Lucifer after that
Let it open door to the darkness so deep.
And presented the six gift -
The another horse black...
The Despair - the name was of it...
poem by Nikolai Gumilyov, translated by Lyudmila Purgina
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Love Plus One
I, I went off to the right
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Is it down to the lake I fear?
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One Ring to rule them all,
One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all
and in the darkness bind them.
J.R.R. Tolkien in The Fellowship of the Ring (1954)
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Ring Them Bells
Ring them bells ye heathen from the city that dreams
Ring them bell from the sanctuaries, 'cross the valleys and streams
For they're deep and they're wide, and the world's on its side
And time is a-runnin' backwards and so is the bride
Ring them bells St. Peter where the four winds blow
Ring them bells with an iron hand so the people will know
Oh it's rush hour now. on the wheel of the plow
And the sun is a-goin' down upon the sacred cow
Ring them bells sweet Martha for the poor man's son
Ring them bells so the world will know that God is one
For the shepherd is asleep where the willow weep
And the mountain is filled with lost sheep
Ring them bells - for the blind and the deaf
Ring them bells - all those who are left
Ring them bells - for the chosen few
Who'll judge the many when the game is through
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For the child who cries when innocence dies
Ring them bells St. Catherine from the top of the roof
Ring the bells from the fortress for the lilies that bloom
For the lines are long and the fighting is strong
And they're breakin' down the distance between right and wrong
song performed by by Alice In Chains
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Getting A Horse
So here I am
15 and over weight
not especially pretty
but not bad;
but invisible
and I hide in gym
and the looks I get
keep me in my place.
I try for friends
but the other outcasts
like me
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draw attention;
can't talk to anyone,
teachers think I'm dull
I talk to my pillow
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I don't have a boy friend.
She:
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Why don't you pretend that you are your best friend
What would you tell you best friend to do? '
Daughter:
'I don't know.
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or what she really likes.'
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'Horses'
'Horses'.
'I didn't know you liked horses.'
'They are neat.'
'Ok tell your friend what to do about liking horses.
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'She wants a horse.'
'Wants a horse
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'Get some money.'
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and she can do it to make money.'
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some friends along the way
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poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Ring the Bell, Watchman!
High is the belfry the old sexton stands,
Grasping the rope with his thin bony hands;
Fix'd is his gaze, as by some magic spell,
Till he hears the distant murmmer,
Ring, ring the bell.
"Ring the bell, watchman! ring! ring! ring!
Yes, yes! the good news is now on the wing;
Yes, yes! they come, and with tidings to tell --
Glorious and blessed tidings --
Ring, ring the bell!"
Baring his long silver locks to the breeze,
First for a moment he drops on his knees;
Then with a rigor that few could excel,
Answers the welcome bidding,
Ring, ring the bell.
Hear! from the hilltop, the first signal gun
Thunders the word that some great deed is done;
Hear! thru' the valley the long echoes swell,
Ever and anon repeating,
Ring, ring the bell.
Bonfires are blazing and rockets ascend --
No meager triumphs such tokens portend;
Shout, shout! my brothers, for "all, all is well!"
'Tis the universal chorus,
Ring, ring the bell.
poem by Henry Clay Work
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A Gallop of Fire
When the north wind moans thro' the blind creek courses
And revels with harsh, hot sand,
I loose the horses, the wild red horses,
I loose the horses, the mad, red horses,
And terror is on the land.
With prophetic murmer the hills are humming,
The forest-kings bend and blow;
With hoofs of brass on the baked earth strumming,
O brave red horses, they hear us coming,
And the legions of death lean low.
O'er the wooded height, and the sandy hollow
Where the boles to the axe have rung,
Tho' they fly the foreman as flies the swallow,
The fierce red horses, my horses, follow
With flanks to the faint earth flung.
Or with frenzied hieroglyphs, fear embossing
Night's sable horizon bars,
Thro' tangled mazes of death-darts crossing,
I swing my leaders and watch them tossing
Their red manes against the stars.
But when South winds sob in the drowned creek courses
And whisper to hard wet sand,
I hold the horses, the spent red horses,
I hold the horses, the tired red horses,
And silence is on the land.
Yea, the South wind sobs among the drowned creek courses
For sorrows no man shall bind---
Ah, God! For the horses, the black plumed horses,
Dear God! For the horses, Death's own pale horses,
That raced in the tracks behind.
poem by Marie E J Pitt
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Magda
A friend of mine, who used to be a chef,
was filleting a mackerel when he found
a ring, inside the ring read: Magda 1972.
The golden ring, my friend wore on is left
Index finger. But it chafed and chafed till
Skin broke and he got an ulcer.
Fed up with this and perhaps a little
inebriated he gave the ring to a girl in
a bar in Rotterdam…she looked at
the engraving of the ring and fainted.
It had belonged to her husband who
tragically drowned at sea.
My friend, liked the woman – no longer
a mere girl- and despite her past, he
married Magda, She sold the ring and
with the proceed was able to buy a little
bar, but my friend´s finger turned septic
and had to be amputated.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Ring Them Bells
Ring them bells ye heathen from the city that dreams
Ring them bells from the sanctuaries cross the valleys and streams
For theyre deep and theyre wide
And the worlds on its side
And time is running backwards and so is the bride
Ring them bells saint peter where the four winds blow
Ring them bells with an iron hand so the people will know
Oh its rush hour now
On the wheel and the plow
And the sun is going down upon the sacred cow
Ring them bells sweet martha for the poor mans son
Ring them bells so the world will know that God is one
For the shepherd is asleep
Where the willows weep
And the mountains are filled with lost sheep
Ring them bells for the blind and the deaf
Ring them bells for all of us who are left
Ring them bells for the chosen few
Who will judge the many
When the game is through
Ring them bells for the time that flies
For the child that cries
When innocence dies
Ring them bells saint catherine from the top of the room
Ring them from the fortress for the lilies that bloom
For the lines are long
And the fighting is strong
And theyre breaking down the distance between right and wrong
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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