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Three things make earth unquiet
And four she cannot brook
The godly Agur counted them
And put them in a book --
What do you think of us in fuzzy endeavor, you whose directions are
sterling, whose lunge is straight?
The murkiness of the local garage is not so dense
that you cannot make out the calendar of pinup
drawings on the wall above a bench of tools.
Your ears are ringing with the sound of
Beloveds, now we know that we know nothing
Now that our bright and shining star can slip away from our fingertips like a puff of summer wind
Without notice, our dear love can escape our doting embrace
O! say can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watch'd, were so gallantly streaming?
Beautiful city, the centre and crater of European confusion,
O you with your passionate shriek for the rights of an equal
this fear of being what they are:
at least they are not out on the street, they
A friend to light a candle
When darkness overcomes.
A friend to hold you closer
When distant thunder drums.
It is a cramped little state with no foreign policy,
Save to be thought inoffensive. The grammar of the language
Has never been fathomed, owing to the national habit
Of allowing each sentence to trail off in confusion.
Being but men, we walked into the trees
Afraid, letting our syllables be soft
For fear of waking the rooks,
For fear of coming
Rest me with Chinese colours,
For I think the glass is evil.
Paris, from throats of iron, silver, brass,
Joy-thundering cannon, blent with chiming bells,
Long long I lay in the sands
Sounds of trains in the surf
in subways of the sea
The God separated a spirit from Himself and fashioned it into Beauty. He showered upon her all the blessings of gracefulness and kindness. He gave her the cup of happiness and said, 'Drink not from this cup unless you forget the past and the future, for happiness is naught but the moment.'
You came in out of the night
And there were flowers in your hand,
Now you will come out of a confusion of people,
Out of a turmoil of speech about you.
Behind her doors, live a pool of joy.
Whiles smiles cover our face
A mist of confusion
Awaits at our gates
He is quick, thinking in clear images;
I am slow, thinking in broken images.
He becomes dull, trusting to his clear images;
How many bards gild the lapses of time!
A few of them have ever been the food
Of my delighted fancy,—I could brood
Over their beauties, earthly, or sublime:
THE human heart has hidden treasures,
In secret kept, in silence sealed;
The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures,
Whose charms were broken if revealed.
And days may pass in gay confusion,
Poetry is sometimes written when we feel a sense of wonder about the unknown, the confusion, the indifference.
Suddenly everything in a terrible time is in confusion,
with a deadly virus the whole country is in a commotion,
where sincerely I love you from the depth of my heart
Confusion is an opinion..
Listen to all who are bigots..
Feel only your opinion, but confusion kicks in..
Alone, but no care for such emotion..
nothing is real
nothing is illusion
and everything is confusion
and everything is confusion
May be due to depression.
May be due to hurt of conclusion.
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