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'Help, help, ' said a man. 'I'm drowning.'
'Hang on, ' said a man from the shore.
'Help, help, ' said the man. 'I'm not clowning.'
'Yes, I know, I heard you before.
Where are you, my beloved? Are you in that little
Paradise, watering the flowers who look upon you
As infants look upon the breast of their mothers?
A fond kiss, and then we sever;
A farewell, and then forever!
Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee,
Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee.
The dark wings of night enfolded the city upon which Nature had spread a pure white garment of snow; and men deserted the streets for their houses in search of warmth, while the north wind probed in contemplation of laying waste the gardens...
All Things will Die
Clearly the blue river chimes in its flowing
Flow down, cold rivulet, to the sea,
Thy tribute wave deliver:
No more by thee my steps shall be,
For ever and for ever.
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
Hey Father Death, I'm flying home
Hey poor man, you're all alone
Hey old daddy, I know where I'm going
My fairest child, I have no song to give you;
No lark could pipe to skies so dull and grey:
The sun descending in the west,
The evening star does shine;
The birds are silent in their nest,
It is an ancient Mariner,
And he stoppeth one of three.
`By thy long beard and glittering eye,
Now wherefore stopp'st thou me ?
Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North,
The birth-place of Valour, the country of Worth;
Wherever I wander, wherever I rove,
The hills of the Highlands for ever I love.
Not under foreign skies
Nor under foreign wings protected -
I shared all this with my own people
There, where misfortune had abandoned us.
Out of the starless night that covers me,
(O tribulation of the wind that rolls!)
Black as the cloud of some tremendous spell,
Farewell to thee! but not farewell
To all my fondest thoughts of thee:
Within my heart they still shall dwell;
And they shall cheer and comfort me.
I have got my leave. Bid me farewell, my brothers!
I bow to you all and take my departure.
Here I give back the keys of my door
Part One - The Calling
Let me sleep, for my soul is intoxicated with love and
FAREWELL, thou little Nook of mountain-ground,
Thou rocky corner in the lowest stair
Of that magnificent temple which doth bound
Farewell!--God knows when we shall meet again.
I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins
Farewell to War, a good poetry theme
I'm sure, but to be quite candid
And completely honest, how else
Will they continue to control us, the masses?
Goodbye, England's Queen!
Alas! The death of Queen Elizabeth, the Second, is declared;
From the Scottish Highlands, the specter of grief appeared,
At the night noon
Shining the moon,
Trunks of the trees covered by moss...
Forest is lone
Farewell auld Sam, rest peaceful now
By gum thae's led a life
For it is time to go and renew
The friendship wi thi wife
How gladly I saw the widower a sprig of roses*
(shears in th'other hand, he was just pruning) the lady give.
I still see how the eye, the maiden's eye moist light farewell
(by the troop-ship, by the troop-ship) had to bide farewell
bide not had to farewell bide.
Toot-toot. Farewell is. Pain a descending octave.
(Each tear was one in butter ration room temperature Holland.)
Were I to return in this flesh, the body full
(Two, three minutes out of time, life no regret) full of plopper wounds.
I married, bred, watched tv, fire, fire, fire, fire in the sweet village.
Today I lost my passport. My wife said: ‘Here. Take better care, man.'
* With the melody of hymn 138 in mind.
Oh my dear
Death is here
Upon this saddening life
She comes draped in agony
A year here too late
As fate is today
But a farewell.
Say farewell to your loved ones.
Say farewell to your loved ones,
as though this is your last,
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