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We wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,--
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.
Why should the world be overwise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
We wear the mask.
We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
We wear the mask!
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The Pool Players.
Seven at the Golden Shovel.
We real cool. We
Left school. We
Lurk late. We
Strike straight. We
Sing sin. We
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The one who cares for you
Her complete self she shares for you.
Her heart always aches for you.
Every struggle she takes for you.
The sufferings with a smile, she bears for you,
Just to keep away, all fears from you.
You dont say a word, yet she listens to you
She is the one who even virtues to sin for you!
What scares her, hiding deep down for you.
And all the times, she dares for you.
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Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
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You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
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Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
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It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
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The free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
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If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
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The Birth of it from,
The Heavenly Skies;
The Existence of it,
The Maketh of Earth!
...
Till Then
dear waning moon
I say goodbye with a smile and a tear
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A most tranquil scene:
Waves gently lap against
The soft, golden shore.
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In my autumn garden,
Dappled light draws out subtle
Colours of Nature.
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O your life is merely a shadow play!
You give everything of yourself to those
Who sneer at you: the icons of today.
They're reliant on you to sell your soul.
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O we mourn all the broken things in our lives,
Of which there are invariably many,
Accrued, alas, over a very long time!
Some things I guess we cannot repair it seems.
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Tot Ziens!
Lieve afnemende maan
afscheid nemen met een lach en een traan
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O magical things fill the world with delight!
Yet we often cannot easily perceive
Them because our mortal senses aren't refined.
That is why it is hard to interpret dreams.
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O the wide, soft, golden sands of Sennen Cove
Are simply glorious for one to behold!
In summer time, keen bathers can make their dreams
Come true, by basking in the azure blue sea.
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I lift my eyes beyond the hills
To see the world of my dream
I look beyond the rivers to the seas
To behold a world of peace
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If you…
If you see an old man with an unsure gait
Coming your way, do not pretend he is a bit of fluff.
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Auvoir half big dot
restless gliding from spot to spot
So saddest to watch the once so biggest full moon
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The low lands call
I am tempted to answer
They are offering me a free dwelling
Without having to conquer
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Beautiful is the 'thank you'
Wrapped with gratitude,
Offered to peace prone people
Who offer what is real-themselves
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Indoors by technology, outdoors by speedy transport
I travel the world
Today in Japan, tomorrow in Rome,
Next day by an ancient civilization or in Hawaii or Coast Ivory,
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The Peace Warrior Of Mzansi, among heroes - a colossus!
Sun Of The Nation; A rare gift of Providence.
Once, entangled in the web of racist succubus;
Unruffled he declares before High Justice:
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No earthquake, no thunder, no volcanic eruption
Or even there was not any of other natural calamities,
A sudden loud sound broke out all through the bush
With whizzing, shuddering, cracking, tearing, echoing,
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If you die before me
I would jump down into your grave
and hug you so innocently
that angels will become jealous.
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Pounds of pain punctured my progress
Tons of trouble terminated my tranquility
Swarms of stress subtracted my substance
My heart exploded like a thousand thunders
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As you see universally
There is a great fall
Let love stretch its hands being universal
To love and teach us to love all,
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Rappelle-toi Barbara
Il pleuvait sans cesse sur Brest ce jour-là
Et tu marchais souriante
Épanouie ravie ruisselante
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TO AMARANTHA; THAT SHE WOULD DISHEVELL HER HAIRE.
I.
Amarantha sweet and faire,
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you put this pen
in my hand and you
take the pen from you put this pen
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On this dry prepared path walk heavy feet.
This is not "dinner music." This is a power structure.
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"Come, pretty birds, present your lays,
And learn to chaunt a goddess praise;
Ye wood-nymphs, let your voices be
Employ'd to serve her deity:
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If you had the choice of two women to wed,
(Though of course the idea is quite absurd)
And the first from her heels to her dainty head
Was charming in every sense of the word:
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A little while, a little while,
The weary task is put away,
And I can sing and I can smile,
Alike, while I have holiday.
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Long ago the Gladiators,
When the call to combat came,
Marching past the massed spectators,
Hailed the Emp'ror with acclaim!
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