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And because love battles
not only in its burning agricultures
but also in the mouth of men and women,
That like a daisy opens its petals to the sun
So do you
Open your face to me as I turn the page.
Say to them,
say to the down-keepers,
Behold her, single in the field,
Yon solitary Highland Lass!
Reaping and singing by herself;
Stop here, or gently pass!
All dreams may not come true
All credits due may not accrue
But with true reflection in mind
Ideas newer and newer may emerge and find
A born salesman,
my father made all his dough
by selling wool to Fieldcrest, Woolrich and Faribo.
Foil'd by our fellow-men, depress'd, outworn,
We leave the brutal world to take its way,
And, Patience! in another life, we say
The world shall be thrust down, and we up-borne.
THAT which eludes this verse and any verse,
Unheard by sharpest ear, unform'd in clearest eye or cunningest mind,
Nor lore nor fame, nor happiness nor wealth,
And yet the pulse of every heart and life throughout the world
Wielding a tool, mighty and spiky
Mightier than either the sword or rod
He reigns monarch in Fancy's domain
Sketching life in fanciful color and mode
Walking through the heather covered wild mountains. The past of Jacobite battles with English redcoats can be imagined in the foggy dew. Water flows down the glen and fills the air with a fine mist, as the midnight moon glows on the horizon I can hear the lonely ghostly piper of 1745.
Standing in line for soup and bread, forgotten men on the streets. Yesterday's heroes who fought battles for freedom. Old men who are tired of living, racked with pain and suffering mental anguish.
There is a simple solution for World Peace
A way that the whole world must know
When we Overcome our Ignorance and Realize the Truth
Then we will peacefully enjoy the show
I am fighting a million battles
Inside and out
I ll win each one of them
That's for sure, without a doubt
Land of rugged beauty mountains covered in heather and moors. Castles of history and tales of battles. Robert the Bruce and William Wallace heroes of Scotland fought the armies of England and freedom was won.
Wild rugged heather covered Scottish glens and mountains sing laments of brave men who fought battles in misty bogs covered in blood to break the chains of England. Freedom was vanquished by the crown and no quarter was given. The pipes are still heard in the still of the evening piercing the snow capped peaks.
Sometimes deep down the heart a strong gush of wave battles to maroon away comes out
Sometimes deep down the heart a wish to shut down to comes out
Sometimes deep down the heart a will to die for your battles to comes out
tera khoobsoorat chehra
jaisay ghul bahar ki pankhDiaN
khul jaati hain sooraj ki roshni main
khul jaata hai tera chehra
My steps my hand,
My coldness my pain,
My battles my scars.
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