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2006-10-13 12:37:25 · 21 answers · asked by hjpollock 2 in Arts & Humanities Other - Arts & Humanities

Not yoy meant you, sorry

2006-10-13 12:38:35 · update #1

God be in my head, and in my understanding;
God be in mine eyes, and in my looking;
God be in my mouth, and in my speaking;
God be in my heart, and in my thinking;
God be at mine end, and at my departing.
Sarum Primer 1558

2006-10-13 12:58:39 · update #2

21 answers

Man dreamed he was a butterfly, and woke in a wingless world, Sean Dunne

2006-10-14 00:17:19 · answer #1 · answered by bavwill 3 · 1 0

I need to put two choices here! The first is John Donne's Meditation XVII

No man is an island, entire of itself
every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main
if a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were,
as well as if a manor of thy friends or of thine own were
any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind
and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls
it tolls for thee.

I love this verse because it explains that people are not isolated from each other but need each other to function and live properly. It also reminds me that I should live life to the full because you never know when the bell might 'toll'.

The second is W.H.Auden's 'Funeral Blues'
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

I love this poem because it is so beautiful and shows how precious love is.

2006-10-13 12:57:48 · answer #2 · answered by lianhua 4 · 0 0

This was written for me by a dear friend:

I've learnt that lessons will repeat themselves until they are learnt.
I believe one persons truth is sacred, but may mean absolutely nothing to others.
I've learnt that life is an adventure, a journey along which we grow and change, so that what I thought I'd learnt yesterday may be obsolete tomorrow.
I've learnt that friendships are the most precious lessons with the highest stakes and greatest pay-offs.
I've learnt that you must gamble with your heart and soul to learn truth and respect, for your friends.
For yourself.


Benben

2006-10-14 05:15:23 · answer #3 · answered by meucando 2 · 0 0

Last night I was watching an Argentinian film called Son of the Bride and it is one of the most moving films I have ever seen, Inspirational in that it has a true faith in the strenght of people no matter what thier circumstances to achieve thier desires and find truth and happiness. ahhhhh.... wonderful. wish thier was more art like it.

2006-10-13 22:44:49 · answer #4 · answered by stephen m 3 · 0 0

IF by Rudyard Kipling..................reading it at the beginning of my shift, keeps me boosted up for the rest of the day.

Kipling wrote If with Dr Leander Starr Jameson in mind. In 1895, Jameson led about 500 of his countrymen in a failed raid against the Boers, in southern Africa. What became known as the Jameson Raid was later cited as a major factor in bringing about the Boer War of 1899 to 1902. But the story as recounted in Britain was quite different. The British defeat was interpreted as a victory and Jameson portrayed as a daring hero.

IF

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;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!

2006-10-13 12:43:55 · answer #5 · answered by dreamermon 2 · 1 0

Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman

2006-10-13 12:41:12 · answer #6 · answered by byronic03 2 · 0 0

Nada te turbe,
nada te espante;
todo se pasa,
Dios no se muda.
La pacientia todo lo alcanza.
Quien a Dios tiene nada la falta:
solo Dios basta.

"Let nothing upset you,
Let nothing frighten you.
Everything passes;
God changes not.
Patience gains all things.
He who has God lacks for nothing.
God is enough."
Written by St. Theresa of Avila

2006-10-14 04:31:23 · answer #7 · answered by anna 7 · 0 0

The Road Less Traveled by Robert Frost - live my life by it

2006-10-13 12:39:45 · answer #8 · answered by Kristian G 2 · 0 0

sometimes you can feel like a grain of sand or you can feel like a leave blown along a dirty street, but you are not a grain of sand or a tattered leave, you can draw the road map of your life and at some degree follow it
I always remember this when feeling down

2006-10-13 14:38:02 · answer #9 · answered by class4 5 · 0 0

Sounds a bit silly but actually my marriage vows. Those words had more meaning than anything else we have said to eachother.

2006-10-13 12:39:42 · answer #10 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

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