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St Agnes Eve - ah, bitter chill it was!
The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold. Keats |
grass
I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars. ~ Walt Whitman |
The stars of heaven fell...
Bible or Isaac Asimov |
heaven
There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold And she's buying a stairway to heaven And when she gets there she knows if the stores are all closed With a word she can get what she came for ~ Led Zeppelin |
I desire to go to Hell, not to Heaven.
In Hell I shell enjoy the company of popes, kings and princes, But in Heaven are only beggars, monks, hermits and apostles. Machiavelli |
king
I think the King is but a man as I am ; the violet smells to him as it doth to me . William Shakepeare |
King
I have stood here before inside the pouring rain With the world turning circles running round my brain I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign But it's my destiny to be the King of Pain. Sting |
Pain
I feel no pain , dear mother , now But oh , Iam so dry! O take me to a brewery And leave me there to die . Anonymous |
Me
"You have bled with Wallace...now bleed with me!" Robert The Bruce "Braveheart" |
I am me and you are me
And you are we and we are all together. See how they run like.... Some Brit boys. |
I
i walk the streets a loaded 6 string on my back i play for keeps cause i might not make it back i been everywhere still im standing tall seen a million faces and ive rocked them all. ~ Bon Jovi |
streets
I want to run I want to hide I want to tear down the walls That hold me inside I want to reach out And touch the flame Where the streets have no name ~ U2 |
no name
I've been thru the desert on a horse with no name
it felt good to be out of the rain. In the desert, you can remember your name, For there ain't no one for to give you no pain. |
remember
"I will remember you, will you remember me? Don't let your life pass you by, weep not for the memories." Sarah McLachlan |
Weep no more my lady,
O weep no more today! We will sing one song for the old Kentucky home, Fo the old Kentucky home far away. Foster. |
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