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A model for the laureate

 

All sorts of kings have sat
That men and women of all sorts
proclaimed both good and great;
And what's the odds if such as these
For reason of the State
Should keep their lovers waiting,
Keep their lovers waiting?
Some boast of beggar-kings and kings
Of rascals black and white
That rule because a strong right arm
Puts all men in a fright,
And drunk or sober live at ease
Where none gainsay their right,
And keep their lovers waiting,
Keep their lovers waiting.
The Muse is mute when public men
Applaud a modern throne:
Those cheers that can be bought or sold,
That office fools have run,
That waxen seal, that signature.
For things like these what decent man
Would keep his lover waiting,
Keep his lover waiting?

 

William Butler Yeats

 

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Edited by paoladegliesposti

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The Tear

When Friendship or Love

Our sympathies move;

When Truth, in a glance, should appear,

The lips may beguile,

With a dimple or smile,

But the test of affection's a Tear:

 

Too oft is a smile

But the hypocrite's wile,

To mask detestation, or fear;

Give me the soft sigh,

Whilst the soultelling eye

Is dimm'd, for a time, with a Tear:

 

Mild Charity's glow,

To us mortals below,

Shows the soul from barbarity clear;

Compassion will melt,

Where this virtue is felt,

And its dew is diffused in a Tear:

 

The man, doom'd to sail

With the blast of the gale,

Through billows Atlantic to steer,

As he bends o'er the wave

Which may soon be his grave,

The green sparkles bright with a Tear;

 

The Soldier braves death

For a fanciful wreath

In Glory's romantic career;

But he raises the foe

When in battle laid low,

And bathes every wound with a Tear.

 

If, with high-bounding pride,

He return to his bride!

Renouncing the gore-crimson'd spear;

All his toils are repaid

When, embracing the maid,

From her eyelid he kisses the Tear.

 

Sweet scene of my youth!

Seat of Friendship and Truth,

Where Love chas'd each fast-fleeting year

Loth to leave thee, I mourn'd,

For a last look I turn'd,

But thy spire was scarce seen through a Tear:

 

Though my vows I can pour,

To my Mary no more,

My Mary, to Love once so dear,

In the shade of her bow'r,

I remember the hour,

She rewarded those vows with a Tear.

 

By another possest,

May she live ever blest!

Her name still my heart must revere:

With a sigh I resign,

What I once thought was mine,

And forgive her deceit with a Tear.

 

Ye friends of my heart,

Ere from you I depart,

This hope to my breast is most near:

If again we shall meet,

In this rural retreat,

May we meet, as we part, with a Tear.

 

When my soul wings her flight

To the regions of night,

And my corse shall recline on its bier;

As ye pass by the tomb,

Where my ashes consume,

Oh! moisten their dust with a Tear.

 

George Gordon Byron

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breezy ,as only the air in front of a lake can be, the morning's dawn catches us, sit , one in front of the other.

A smile can tell more than words, i am the baby girl, you are the boy.

No day after this, the moment we are in, it will never be again and we will never regret of being out of this, in the future to come.

Like a templar you move around and you teach me how to be a kind girl.

But now thoughts have not to be with us, only the heat of our friendship is.

A night full of sounds, but perfect music needs no comment, so you have asked me to be in silence.

And i do.

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This Train-Willy Porter

 

This train wont run on money

this train wont run on blood

this train is bound for glory

this train is bound for love

 

we can remain alone in the doorway

half in the rain chained to the past

we can complain all that we want to

but this train is running fast

 

all the love human persistence

all the pain, tears, and joy

I can hear her in the distance

feel the rumble of her voice

 

we can remain alone in the doorway

half in the rain chained to the past

we can complain all that we want to

but this train is rolling fast

 

across the plains and through the city

from the mountains highest peak

this train is bound for glory

for all the love in god's dream

 

https://vimeo.com/88303779

Edited by littlejoe3

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FREEDOM by Willy Porter

 

I carry the bricks

for my Grandfather's debt

they say you work hard, you pay

what you owe

my family hasn't yet

 

our blood is on the dust

our blood is on their hands

it's impossible to erase what a kid

can't comprehend

I wish that I could feel freedom

 

they say that no one can hear you

you are a fool to pray

your god isn't listening

no help is on the way

 

I heard a bird on the wire singing sweet

if god loves that sparrow

he will send me freedom

 

I'm free from fear of violence

free within free without

freedom from all borders

freedom from all doubt

freedom growing wild

gracefully and green

there's freedom for you

is there freedom for me

 

now when I open my eyes

some days I still can't believe

there are no chains on my doors

no guns are pointed at me

 

I have no one to answer to

no customers to please

I help those who are still enslaved

that's how I give freedom

 

https://vimeo.com/66922487

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