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T. S. Eliot (1925) I We are the hollow men We are the stuffed men Leaning together Headpiece filled with straw. Alas! Our dried voices, when We whisper together Are quiet and meaningless As wind in dry grass Or rats' feet over broken glass In our dry cellar Shape without form, shade without colour, Paralysed force, gesture without motion; Those who have crossed With direct eyes, to death's other Kingdom Remember us -- if at all -- not as lost Violent souls, but only As the hollow men The stuffed men. II Eyes I dare not meet in dreams In death's dream kingdom These do not appear: There, the eyes are Sunlight on a broken column There, is a tree swinging And voices are In the wind's singing More distant and more solemn Than a fading star. Let me be no nearer In death's dream kingdom Let me also wear Such deliberate disguises Rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves In a field Behaving as the wind behaves No nearer -- Not that final meeting In the twilight kingdom III This is the dead land This is cactus land Here the stone images Are raised, here they receive The supplication of a dead man's hand Under the twinkle of a fading star. Is it like this In death's other kingdom Waking alone At the hour when we are Trembling with tenderness Lips that would kiss Form prayers to broken stone. IV The eyes are not here There are no eyes here In this valley of dying stars In this hollow valley This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms In this last of meeting places We grope together And avoid speech Gathered on this beach of the tumid river Sightless, unless The eyes reappear As the perpetual star Multifoliate rose Of death's twilight kingdom The hope only Of empty men. V Here we go round the prickly pear Prickly pear prickly pear Here we go round the prickly pear At five o'clock in the morning. Between the idea And the reality Between the motion And the act Falls the Shadow For Thine is the Kingdom Between the conception And the creation Between the emotion And the response Falls the Shadow Life is very long Between the desire And the spasm Between the potency And the existence Between the essence And the descent Falls the Shadow For Thine is the Kingdom For Thine is Life is For Thine is the This is the way the world ends This is the way the world ends This is the way the world ends Not with a bang but a whimper. [This message was edited Mon Oct 20 16:26:18 PDT 2003 by Sweeny79] In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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Gather ye Rosebuds While ye May
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old time is still a-flying, And this same flower that smiles today, To-morrow will be dying. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, The higher he's a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse and worst Times still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time, and while ye may, go marry; For having lost just once your prime, You may for ever tarry. Robert Herrick I mean, like, where is the sun? | |
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Moderator | Because I could not stop for Death (712)
Emily Dickinson Because I could not stop for Death-- He kindly stopped for me-- The Carriage held but just Ourselves-- And Immortality. We slowly drove--He knew no haste And I had put away My labor and my leisure too, For His Civility-- We passed the School, where Children strove At Recess--in the Ring-- We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain-- We passed the Setting Sun-- Or rather--He passed us-- The Dews drew quivering and chill-- For only Gossamer, my Gown-- My Tippet--only Tulle-- We paused before a House that seemed A Swelling of the Ground-- The Roof was scarcely visible-- The Cornice--in the Ground-- Since then--'tis Centuries--and yet Feels shorter than the Day I first surmised the Horses' Heads Were toward Eternity-- In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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Moderator | Natsume said: Gather ye Rosebuds While ye May
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old time is still a-flying, And this same flower that smiles today, To-morrow will be dying. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, The higher he's a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse and worst Times still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time, and while ye may, go marry; For having lost just once your prime, You may for ever tarry. Robert Herrick In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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To Althea, From Prison
When Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fettered to her eye, The gods, that wanton in the air, Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with roses bound, Our hearts with loyal flames; When thirsty grief in wine we steep, When healths and draughts go free, Fishes, that tipple in the deep, Know no such liberty. When, like committed linnets, I With shriller throat shall sing The sweetness, mercy, majesty, And glories of my king; When I shall voice aloud how good He is, how great should be, Enlarged winds, that curl the flood, Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love, And in my soul am free, Angels alone that soar above, Enjoy such liberty. Richard Lovelace I mean, like, where is the sun? | |
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Lineage
by Ted Hughes In the beginning was Scream Who begat Blood Who begat Eye Who begat Fear Who begat Wing Who begat Bone Who begat Granite Who begat Violet Who begat Guitar Who begat Sweat Who begat Adam Who begat Mary Who begat God Who begat Nothing Who begat Never Never Never Never Who begat Crow Screaming for Blood Grubs, crusts Anything Trembling featherless elbows in the nest's filth | |
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Lleena said: Trembling featherless elbows in the nest's filth
I mean, like, where is the sun? | |
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Moderator | by Langston Hughes Well, son, I'll tell you: Life for me ain't been no crystal stair. It's had tacks in it, And splinters, And boards all torn up, And places with no carpet on the floor -- Bare. But all the time I'se been a-climin' on, And reachin' landin's, And turnin' corners, And sometimes goin, in the dark Where there ain't been no light. So boy, don't you turn back. Don't you set down on the steps 'Cause you finds it's kinder hard. Don't you fall now -- For I'se still goin', honey, I'se still cimbin' And Life for me ain't been no crystal stair. In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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I mean, like, where is the sun? | |
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Moderator | When I have fears that I may cease to be
John Keats WHEN I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean’d my teeming brain, Before high piled books, in charact’ry, Hold like rich garners the full-ripen’d grain; When I behold, upon the night’s starr’d face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, And think that I may never live to trace Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance; And when I feel, fair creature of an hour! That I shall never look upon thee more, Never have relish in the faery power Of unreflecting love!—then on the shore Of the wide world I stand alone, and think Till Love and Fame to nothingness do sink. In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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Moderator | ACQUAINTED WITH THE NIGHT
Robert Frost I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain -- and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane. I have passed by the watchman on his beat And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain. I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet When far away an interrupted cry Came over houses from another street, But not to call me back or say good-bye; And further still at an unearthly height, O luminary clock against the sky Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right. I have been one acquainted with the night. In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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i think im to close for him to dream about me, im a house on fire calling for help, too close to enter as a guest, were walls apart to try to think beyond flesh, his flirt finds me out_ i try to keep calm in a heart full of dust, i think hes got a better grib on this than i do his excuse is silence the sun rises for such a short while, then you take my air to breathe, i love on the word go_just say so if there could be a last bliss, well heres the one you missed, an how you and i know that its time to make up your mind, love me now! i ask him, not from my finger rolls tha' ring? *... "ive always said, that if you have to ask for something more than once or twice, it wasnt yours in the first place"...* | |
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Roses are red
Violets are blue Too bad you love me more than I do you! | |
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Moderator | Chico319 said: Roses are red
Violets are blue Too bad you love me more than I do you! In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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Sweeny79 said: [color=blue:e8ff4f6491:ecff48d27b]ACQUAINTED WITH THE NIGHT
Robert Frost I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain -- and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane. I have passed by the watchman on his beat And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain. I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet When far away an interrupted cry Came over houses from another street, But not to call me back or say good-bye; And further still at an unearthly height, O luminary clock against the sky Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right. I have been one acquainted with the night. ...thank you sweeny' for reminding us how talented he was, *... "ive always said, that if you have to ask for something more than once or twice, it wasnt yours in the first place"...* | |
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Moderator | silverjean said: Sweeny79 said: [color=blue:e8ff4f6491:ecff48d27b:46c6c5305d]ACQUAINTED WITH THE NIGHT
Robert Frost I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain -- and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane. I have passed by the watchman on his beat And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain. I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet When far away an interrupted cry Came over houses from another street, But not to call me back or say good-bye; And further still at an unearthly height, O luminary clock against the sky Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right. I have been one acquainted with the night. ...thank you sweeny' for reminding us how talented he was, your welcome In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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Natsume said: Gather ye Rosebuds While ye May
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old time is still a-flying, And this same flower that smiles today, To-morrow will be dying. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, The higher he's a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse and worst Times still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time, and while ye may, go marry; For having lost just once your prime, You may for ever tarry. Robert Herrick oh shut up! / There once was a girl named sweeny who wore a beanie she knew a guy named Chirstopher and thought he was a weenie and he thought she was a meanie thee end. | |
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Moderator | Christopher said: Natsume said: Gather ye Rosebuds While ye May
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old time is still a-flying, And this same flower that smiles today, To-morrow will be dying. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, The higher he's a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse and worst Times still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time, and while ye may, go marry; For having lost just once your prime, You may for ever tarry. Robert Herrick oh shut up! / There once was a girl named sweeny who wore a beanie she knew a guy named Chirstopher and thought he was a weenie and he thought she was a meanie thee end. I don't think your a weenie In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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Sweeny79 said: Christopher said: Natsume said: Gather ye Rosebuds While ye May
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old time is still a-flying, And this same flower that smiles today, To-morrow will be dying. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, The higher he's a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse and worst Times still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time, and while ye may, go marry; For having lost just once your prime, You may for ever tarry. Robert Herrick oh shut up! / There once was a girl named sweeny who wore a beanie she knew a guy named Chirstopher and thought he was a weenie and he thought she was a meanie thee end. I don't think your a weenie well it was all i could come up with on such short notice | |
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Moderator | Christopher said: Sweeny79 said: Christopher said: Natsume said: Gather ye Rosebuds While ye May
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old time is still a-flying, And this same flower that smiles today, To-morrow will be dying. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, The higher he's a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse and worst Times still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time, and while ye may, go marry; For having lost just once your prime, You may for ever tarry. Robert Herrick oh shut up! / There once was a girl named sweeny who wore a beanie she knew a guy named Chirstopher and thought he was a weenie and he thought she was a meanie thee end. I don't think your a weenie well it was all i could come up with on such short notice That's ok In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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That's ok got any poems to share? | |
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Moderator | Christopher said: Sweeny79 said: ]
That's ok got any poems to share? Not That I wrote I wouldn't inflict that on you I like ya too much In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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Sweeny79 said: Christopher said: Sweeny79 said: ]
That's ok got any poems to share? Not That I wrote I wouldn't inflict that on you I like ya too much that scary? | |
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Moderator | Christopher said: Sweeny79 said: Christopher said: Sweeny79 said: ]
That's ok got any poems to share? Not That I wrote I wouldn't inflict that on you I like ya too much that scary? That sucky In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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Sweeny79 said: Christopher said: Sweeny79 said: Christopher said: Sweeny79 said: ]
That's ok got any poems to share? Not That I wrote I wouldn't inflict that on you I like ya too much that scary? That sucky im sure its not that bad | |
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Moderator | Christopher said: Sweeny79 said: Christopher said: Sweeny79 said: Christopher said: Sweeny79 said: ]
That's ok got any poems to share? Not That I wrote I wouldn't inflict that on you I like ya too much that scary? That sucky im sure its not that bad trust me In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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"Green Eggs And Ham"
I do not like green eggs and ham, I do not like them on a train, I do not like them on a plane, I do not like green eggs and ham. althom reading to his daughter. | |
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Moderator | althom said: "Green Eggs And Ham"
I do not like green eggs and ham, I do not like them on a train, I do not like them on a plane, I do not like green eggs and ham. althom reading to his daughter. Awww... In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular. |
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