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Sicut Patribus, sit Deus Nobis)
The rocky nook with hilltops three
Looked eastward from the farms,
And twice each day the flowing sea
Took Boston in its arms;
The men of yore were stout and poor,
And sailed for bread to every shore.
And where they went on trade intent
They did what freeman can,
Their dauntless ways did all men praise,
The merchant was a man.
The world was made for honest trade,-
To plant and eat be none afraid.
The waves that rocked them on the deep
To them their secret told;
Said the winds that sung the lads to sleep,
'Like us be free and bold!'
The honest waves refuse to slaves
The empire of the ocean caves.
Old Europe groans with palaces,
Has lords enough and more;-
We plant and build by foaming seas
A city of the poor;-
Some time when the river is ice ask me
mistakes I have made. Ask me whether
what I have done is my life. Others
have come in their slow way into
my thought, and some have tried to help
or to hurt: ask me what difference
their strongest love or hate has made.
I will listen to what you say.
You and I can turn and look
Gentle breath calms untimely storms
O' my love to you graced its art.
Love fills your hearts report
Breaks of thunder take beauties form.
Turned the rays that infused your eyes
Oceans stretch with the suns rich gems
to worship all things that shine the shores
and the moon so pale were through the sky
see those dancing bees ~
when fragrance lingers in air
after blossom bloom.
What a strange term
in the English language
talks much about sounds
(((((lovingcare - lovingkindness)))))
upon all circles of life
Did you ever hate someone
Just because a friend or a family member did,
Did you ever wished that they were gone
As you happily prayed for their existence you could forever rid.
Deacon John is the church's deacon
A light in the church's beacon,
The man that many Christians look upon
From day one.
The Fire Temple of Baku, Azerbaijan,
Talk I, photograph I
The archaeology, the architecture,
I'm not looking for a mate
I am just looking to date,
I am not looking for a woman to marry
I'm just looking for a woman with whom I can tarry.
Are you ready
with a sheet of paper
and a handy pencil or a pen
to rate my piece
EVERYONE IS INVOLVED
The day breaks as it does for years
The sun shines since it carries no fears
came to home never wept
tonight barked loudly
pulled curtain to the side
it was quiet until morning.
Iam back again
I guess you won
By a technical win