Hence it is clear how much more cruel the pen is than the sword.
(Hinc Gham Sit Calmus Saevior Ense Patet)
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Hence it is clear how much more cruel the pen is than the sword.
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Cruel Summer
Dans la chaleur de la nuit qui s'enroule tout autour de moi
Je marche seule sans savoir pourquoi tu n'es plus l
Ca tourne dans ma tte
Et tout s'arrte
Ta voix me parle tout bas
Je ne sais plus o j'en suis, je ne vois plus que toi
It's a cruel, cruel summer
C'est fini
Tu n'es qu'un rve qui s'enfuit
It's a cruel, cruel summer
Now you're gone
You're not the only one
The city is crowed
My friends are away
And I'm on my own
It's too handle
So I've got to get up and go
It's a cruel, cruel summer
C'est fini
Tu n'es qu'un rve qui s'enfuit
It's a cruel, cruel summer
Now you're gone
You're not the only one
It's a cruel, cruel summer
C'est fini
Tu n'es qu'un rve qui s'enfuit
It's a cruel, cruel summer
Now you're gone
You're not the only one
Cruel summer, it's a cruel summer Cruel summer, it's a cruel summer
It's a cruel, cruel summer
C'est fini
Tu n'es qu'un rve qui s'enfuit
It's a cruel, cruel summer
Now you're gone
You're not the only one
Cruel summer, it's a cruel summer Cruel summer, it's a cruel summer
It's a cruel, cruel summer
C'est fini
Tu n'es qu'un rve qui s'enfuit
It's a cruel, cruel summer
Now you're gone
You're not the only one
It's a crue , cruel summer, c'est fini
song performed by by Ace Of Base
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Te Extreo, Te Olvido, Te Amo
Traigo en los bolsillos tanta soledad
desde que te fuiste no me queda mas
que una foto gris y un triste sentimiento
Lo que mas lastima es tanta confusion
en cada resquicio de mi corazon
como hacerte a un lado
de mis pensamientos
Por ti, por ti, por ti,
he dejado todo sin mirar atras
aposte la vida y me deje ganar
Te extra?o, porque vive en mi tu recuerdo
te olvido, a cada minuto lo intento
te amo, es que ya no tengo remedio
te extra?o, te olvido, te amo de nuevo...
(se repite)
He perdido todo, hasta la identidad
y si lo pidieras mas podria dar
es que cuando se ama nada es demasiado
Me ense?aste el limite de la pasion
y no me ense?aste a decir adios
he aprendido ahora
que te has marchado
Por ti, por ti, por ti...
Te extra?o...
song performed by by Ricky Martin
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Te Extra? O, Te Olvido, Te Amo
Traigo en los bolsillos tanta soledad
Desde que te fuiste no me queda mas
Que una foto gris y un triste sentimiento
Lo que mas lastima es tanta confusion
En cada resquicio de mi corazon
Como hacerte a un lado
De mis pensamientos
Por ti, por ti, por ti,
He dejado todo sin mirar atras
Aposte la vida y me deje ganar
Te extra? o, porque vive en mi tu recuerdo
Te olvido, a cada minuto lo intento
Te amo, es que ya no tengo remedio
Te extra? o, te olvido, te amo de nuevo...
(se repite)
He perdido todo, hasta la identidad
Y si lo pidieras mas podria dar
Es que cuando se ama nada es demasiado
Me ense? aste el limite de la pasion
Y no me ense? aste a decir adios
He aprendido ahora
Que te has marchado
Por ti, por ti, por ti...
Te extra? o...
song performed by by Ricky Martin
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Te Extrano, Te Olvido, Te Amo
Te extrano, te olvido, te amo
Traigo en los bolsillos tanta soledad
Desde que te fuiste no me queda mas
Que una foto gris y un triste sentimiento
Lo que mas lastima es tanta confusion
En cada resquicio de mi corazon
Como hacerte a un lado
De mis pensamientos
Por ti, por ti, por ti,
He dejado todo sin mirar atras
Aposte la vida y me deje ganar
Te extrano, porque vive en mi tu recuerdo
Te olvido, a cada minuto lo intento
Te amo, es que ya no tengo remedio
Te extra? o, te olvido, te amo de nuevo...
(se repite)
He perdido todo, hasta la identidad
Y si lo pidieras mas podria dar
Es que cuando se ama nada es demasiado
Me ense? aste el limite de la pasion
Y no me ense? aste a decir adios
He aprendido ahora
Que te has marchado
Por ti, por ti, por ti...
Te extrano...
song performed by by Ricky Martin
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To George Herbert,
SENT HIM WITH ONE OF MY SEALS OF THE
ANCHOR AND CHRIST.
QUI prius assuetus serpentum fasce tabellas
Signare, hæc nostræ symbola parva domus,
Adscitus domui Domini, patrioque relicto
Stemmate, nanciscor stemmata jure nova.
Hinc mihi Crux primo quæ fronti impressa lavacro,
Finibus extensis, anchora facta patet.
Anchoræ in effigiem Crux tandem desinit ipsam,
Anchora fit tandem Crux tolerata diu.
Hoc tamen ut fiat, Christo vegetatur ab ipso
Crux, et ab affixo est Anchora facta Jesu.
Nec natalitiis penitus serpentibus orbor,
Non ita dat Deus, ut auferat ante data.
Qua sapiens, dos est, qua terram lambit et ambit,
Pestis, at in nostra sit medicina Cruce
Serpens fixa Cruci si sit natura, Crucique
A fixo nobis gratia tota fluat.
Omnia cum Crux sint, Crux Anchora fixa, sigillum
Non tam dicendum hoc, quam catechismus erit.
Mitto, nec exigua, exigua sub imagine, dona,
Pignora amicitiæ, et munera vota preces.
Plura tibi accumulet sanctus cognominis, Ille
Regia qui flavo dona sigillat equo.
poem by John Donne
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Urdu Ghazal
Jo eik bojh tha dil par use utaar aaye,
Khushi mili to use hum kahin guzaar aaye,
Hamaare gham ne hamein is tarah nikhar diya,
Ki jaise ose koi phool ko nikhar aaye,
Abhi bhi hook si uthti hai dil ki sarhad par,
Abhi bhi sail woh ashkon ka bar-bar aaye,
Hamari jeet se kitno ko mil gayee himmat,
Hamari haar se unko na ab qaraar aaye,
Khud apni aag mein jal kar woh ban gaya kundan,
Swaad-e-zeest mein gham se jo hamkanaar aaye,
Ghamo ki dhoop khili hai hamare maathe par,
Khuda kare ki ye mausam bhi saazgar aaye,
Mere qaraar ko bulbul koi gulistan se,
Kaho ki chchod ke ab mausam-e-bahaar aaye,
Akheer raat hai 'Akmal' ki badnaseebi ki,
Koi sukoon pe uske na aaj baar aaye.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Senselessly Cruel
When I was a poor young boy at school
Girls like you always played me for a fool
But now, a time has come to lay to waste
The theory people have of getting an acquired taste
You treated me -
Oh, so, so senselessly cruel
Oh baby, you were so senselessly cruel
From the beginnings I suspected the worst
And you didnt disappoint me
It was just that you were the first
But now, I wouldnt let you touch me
If you were within a foot
And girl, Im never ever gonna get hurt
cause you treated me -
Oh, so senselessly cruel
Oh now, so senselessly cruel
(oh, so senselessly cruel)
(oh, so senselessly cruel)
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Sword Of Mine
The Sword that I carry
Though made not of iron or steel,
It is a mighty sword
That I proudly do so wield.
Though it wont break the skin
Or combat the weapons of a foe
But this is a mighty sword of mine
More precious than silver or gold.
This sword that I carry
I proudly display it in my hand,
For I know this sword of mine
Is greater, than any other mans.
It comforts me when I am tired
It will warm me when I am cold
It will lie down beside of me
To protect, and strengthen my soul.
The sword that I hold
Is tattered, and so very worn
It has been a friend along side of me,
In the sunshine and many storms.
It has shown me a path to follow
And has lit the road that I walk,
And those nights when I was alone and scared
Then to me, I could hear it talk.
The sword that I wield
Though may be different, in shape or size,
But it is the same sword
Which for years has cushioned the souls cry.
It has been here since the dawn of time
And will be here when the great walls fall,
And then when all men of war and hate reflect,
My sword, will be the mightiest sword of all.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Secretly Cruel
I saw my pictures hangin on her wall
She cut it out of that magazine
It was a hot day, she wore lingerie
And nothin else in between, ooh
She had long hair and thigh high snake skin boots
And she was all over me like a cheap suit
Then she bared herself, aha
And stripped my soul
Began to shake, rattle, and roll
Then I took control, yeah
But I know shes secretly cruel
I aint nobodys fool
Yeah, I know shes secretly cruel
Just when I though it was safe
She puts her lips to my face
Shes secretly, secretly cruel
Well she grabbed my hair
And I began to rise
I could tell what she wanted
By that look in her eyes, oh, ow
By that look in her eyes, yeah
I said come here babe and make it quick
She said not so fast
And had a drink
Well it aint just luck
But I better knock on wood
Shes gonna give me everything
Somehow I knew she would
Oh, but I know shes secretly cruel
I aint nobodys fool
Well, I know shes secretly cruel
I said baby youre the fire, but I am the fuel
Shes secretly, secretly cruel
Yeah, so cruel
Well it aint just luck (aint just luck)
But I better knock on wood, yeah
Shes gonna give me everything
Somehow I knew she would
Oh, but I know shes secretly cruel
I aint nobodys fool, nobodys fool
Secretly, shes so cruel (cruel)
Im in love, but I dont play the fool
Secretly, shes so cruel, secretly, so cruel
Cruel, yeah, cruel, yeah, cruel, yeah
I know shes secretly, shes so cruel, secretly, so cruel
Cruel, yeah, cruel, yeah, cruel, yeah
I know shes secretly, shes so cruel, secretly, shes so cruel
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, secretly, secretly cruel, cruel
song performed by by Kiss
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Shem
A meeting in Banjul,
And of the colourful girls i saw around;
But they all fell by the edge of the sword in one night.
You are sold into the hands of a woman and,
I am between Ramah and Beth-El;
But the name of the great military leader around saw Shem.
Two nations are in your womb and,
There are twins expected out soon;
But you are the daughter of another man.
Did you not hate me and drive me away? !
And i am now at the fords of the Jordan to clear my view;
For hatred had been part of the meeting and,
It had led many to fall by the edge of the sword.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Numbers..
Numbers are cruel,
When the heart beats ninety per minute,
when pressure is, down very down,
High very high, fluctuating.
Numbers are cruel,
when wearing spectacles,
power can not be adjusted,
must buy a new pair.
Numbers are cruel,
when using Glucometer,
higher the reading,
must control the eating.
Numbers are cruel,
when one has thousand,
sometimes in negatives and
the other has millions.
Numbers are cruel,
when one is young and fresh,
and the other is old and in mess,
bigger the number, wiser.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Clear Rejection
A moment
You said with pain and grief
If you are not there,
My Life stops
I have no demand
I need you to carry me
My soul was blended with your words
I felt my existence in your soul
A Moment
Suddenly you uttered
like a sharp sword
I am not interested in you
I want freedom from you
I am sick and tired of you
just go Away.................
Such a 'Clear Rejection' from You
A Moment
I realized clear rejection
upset mind for some time
but relives the heart for ever
Clear Rejection well in time
is appreciated at times........
poem by Seema Gupta
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How Cruel the World Can Be
How cruel the world can be at times,
too cruel to think upon.
For the pain and suffering that visits us
is a lingering marathon.
We pray that when it is our time
to welcome something new
that the parting from the life we know
will be a quick adieu.
Somehow we gather strength to face
what comes to us tomorrow.
And on the day before that
we must not dwell on sorrow.
For surely all the pain we've known
will be left to this cruel world.
And the quiet peaceful sleep we need
will finally be unfurled.
How cruel the world can be at times,
too cruel to think upon.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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A Hymn
O God of earth and altar,
Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter,
Our people drift and die;
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
But take away our pride.
From all that terror teaches,
From lies of tongue and pen,
From all the easy speeches
That comfort cruel men,
From sale and profanation
Of honour and the sword,
From sleep and from damnation,
Deliver us, good Lord.
Tie in a living tether
The prince and priest and thrall,
Bind all our lives together,
Smite us and save us all;
In ire and exultation
Aflame with faith, and free,
Lift up a living nation,
A single sword to thee.
poem by G.K. Chesterton (1906)
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A Hymn
O God of earth and altar,
Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter,
Our people drift and die;
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
But take away our pride.
From all that terror teaches,
From lies of tongue and pen,
From all the easy speeches
That comfort cruel men,
From sale and profanation
Of honour and the sword,
From sleep and from damnation,
Deliver us, good Lord.
Tie in a living tether
The prince and priest and thrall,
Bind all our lives together,
Smite us and save us all;
In ire and exultation
Aflame with faith, and free,
Lift up a living nation,
A single sword to thee.
poem by Gilbert Keith Chesterton
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He Entered Into Battle With A Blunt Edged Sword
He entered into battle with a blunt edged sword,
But he did not know quite why.
His sword selection was done without motive,
To battle and kill his fellow man.
So subconsciously he picked out this sword.
This sword not of this world, not out to cut to bleed.
But this innocent man didn't wish to realize,
What prize he would pay.
In midst of this battle, recieving the swiftest,
Blows from his enemy,
This soldier just kept getting hurt.
Five, six and seven more blows made him hit back,
This soldier proudly used his blunt sword,
Till his nemesis bearing a razor sharp one,
Came along and challenged the already fallen one,
Who gave a swift plunge into his enemy's heart.
But the enemy did not stagger or fall.
Neither did the soldier with the blunt sword.
This soldier's enemy left the battleground,
When he saw that the one with the blunt sword,
Knew all along the possibility of his death.
Still he fought, so he himself could die,
Which the other soldier was saddened by that man's stance.
He told that man, 'if we all fought battles with a blunt
sword,
Then we would all truly win,
For the battleground would know no mortality.
He further told him, 'because of you, your side
Truly wins. But so does our.
We love you,
Blunt edged sword soldier man.'
poem by Vera Sidhwa
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A Reflection For This Morning
when it is not done
you feel cruel,
you'd like to go away
but you imagine a
lonely funeral
you stay and you become
more cruel than you
think
but it is a must
a dictate of what is the law of this land
you stay
and they are too cruel to make you stay
you don't like the way things
are happening
the way the words are left unsaid
because they can be
more cruel when
said,
you are at a loss
but you have decided not to mind it anymore
you invoke
fate,
there is this destiny that takes charge
make the most of what is here
and that will be fair enough
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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O Navis
POOR bark of Life, upon the billows hoarse
Assailed by storms of envy and deceit,
Across what cruel seas in passage fleet
My and sword alone direct thy course!
My pen is dull; my sword of little force;
Thy side lies open to the wild waves' beat
As out from Favor's harbors we retreat,
Pursued by hopes deceived and vain remorse.
Let heaven by star to guide thee! here below
How vain the joys that foolish hearts desire!
Here friendship dies and enmity keeps true;
Here happy days have left thee long ago!
But seek not port, brave thou the tempest's ire;
Until the end thy fated course pursue!
poem by Lope de Vega
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What she told me
Arrived at last at the monastery
she listened as he asked
why are your aspirations so very puny?
why do you not aspire
to be liberated for the sake
of all mankind?
and, she said, she could
have cut the silence with a sword;
the two-edged sword, of unreason
and of reason; the same light
flashing from the hero’s sword
or burning steady, gentle, from the candle
there in the temple of the heart.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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