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    Default Poetry and Quotes?

    I thought i'd list a few of my favorite poems. If you guys have something you like or has spoken to you in some way, whether you've written it or read it, share it here.

    That goes with quotes as well. I'll list a few of mine. Hopefully you guys aren't just mindless barbarians despite occupations.

    "For where the instrument of intelligence is added to brute power and evil will, mankind is powerless in its own defense."

    "The secret of getting things done is to act!"

    Dante Alighieri

    "Iron sharpens iron; scholar, the scholar."
    "There is a silence, the child of love, which expresses everything, and proclaims more loudly than the tongue is able to do."

    Phoebus, arise!
    And paint the sable skies
    With azure, white, and red:
    Rouse Memnon's mother from her Tithon's bed
    That she may thy career with roses spread:
    The nightingales thy coming each-where sing:
    Make an eternal spring!
    Give life to this dark world which lieth dead;
    Spread forth thy golden hair
    In larger locks than thou wast wont before,
    And emperor-like decore
    With diadem of pearl thy temples fair:
    Chase hence the ugly night
    Which serves but to make dear thy glorious light.

    This is that happy morn,
    That day, long-wished day,
    Of all my life so dark,
    (If cruel stars have not my ruin sworn,
    And fates my hopes betray),
    Which, purely white, deserves
    An everlasting diamond should it mark.
    This is the morn should bring unto this grove
    My Love, to hear and recompense my love.
    Fair King, who all preserves,
    But show thy blushing beams
    And thou two sweeter eyes
    Shalt see than those which by Peneus' streams
    Did once thy heart surprise.
    Now, Flora, deck thyself in fairest guise:
    If that ye winds would hear
    A voice surpassing far Amphion's lyre,
    Your furious chiding stay;
    Let Zephyr only breathe,
    And with her tresses play.
    The winds all silent are,
    And Phoebus in his chair
    Ensaffroning sea and air
    Makes vanish every star:
    Night like a drunkard reels
    Beyond the hills, to shun his flaming wheels:
    The fields with flowers are decked in every hue,
    The clouds with orient gold spangle their blue;
    Here is the pleasant place,
    And nothing wanting is, save She, alas!

    William Drummond

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    Remember, Remember
    The fifth of November,
    The gunpowder treason and plot.
    I know of no reason
    Why the gunpowder treason
    Should ever be forgot.

    To be, or not to be: that is the question:
    Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
    The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
    Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
    And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
    No more; and by a sleep to say we end
    The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
    That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
    Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
    To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
    For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
    When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
    Must give us pause: there's the respect
    That makes calamity of so long life;
    For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
    The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
    The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
    The insolence of office and the spurns
    That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
    When he himself might his quietus make
    With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
    To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
    But that the dread of something after death,
    The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
    No traveller returns, puzzles the will
    And makes us rather bear those ills we have
    Than fly to others that we know not of?
    Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
    And thus the native hue of resolution
    Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
    And enterprises of great pith and moment
    With this regard their currents turn awry,
    And lose the name of action. - Soft you now!
    The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
    Be all my sins remember'd.
    (Hamlet, Act 3 sc. 1)
    Quote Originally Posted by OMGBEARS
    I feel it is important for me to let you know how feeble your efforts to strike such feelings inside of me really are. I have the internal fortitude of a large animal, an elephant, for instance. Likewise, I'm the result of coitus between the devil and a pack mule made out of chainsaws, so I am extremely strong, and carry little care for others in this world. Trees also stand aside due to my chainsaw blood.
    Quote Originally Posted by ๖ReS View Post
    How am I supposed to tell you to fuck off without replying ?

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    i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
    my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
    i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
    by only me is your doing,my darling)
    i fear
    no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
    no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
    and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
    and whatever a sun will always sing is you

    here is the deepest secret nobody knows
    (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
    and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
    higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
    and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

    i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

    - i carry your heart with me, by e.e. cummings

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    "You never regret your actions as much as you regret missed opportunities"
    dunno who.. was just said to me.

    "I will never accept defeat.
    I will never quit.
    I will never leave a fallen comrade."
    - Army Soldier's Creed

    “It is never too late to be what you might have been.” – George Eliot

    Talk is cheap.

    Actions speak louder than words

    What happens to a dream deferred?

    Does it dry up
    like a raisin in the sun?
    Or fester like a sore--
    And then run?
    Does it stink like rotten meat?
    Or crust and sugar over--
    like a syrupy sweet?

    Maybe it just sags
    like a heavy load.

    Or does it explode?

    - Langston Hughes

    From childhood's hour I have not been
    As others were -- I have not seen
    As others saw -- I could not bring
    My passions from a common spring --
    From the same source I have not taken
    My sorrow -- I could not awaken
    My heart to joy at the same tone --
    And all I lov'd -- I lov'd alone --
    Then -- in my childhood -- in the dawn
    Of a most stormy life -- was drawn
    From ev'ry depth of good and ill
    The mystery which binds me still --
    From the torrent, or the fountain --
    From the red cliff of the mountain --
    From the sun that 'round me roll'd
    In its autumn tint of gold --
    From the lightning in the sky
    As it pass'd me flying by --
    From the thunder, and the storm --
    And the cloud that took the form
    (When the rest of Heaven was blue)
    Of a demon in my view --

    - Edgar Allan Poe

    Got a blister? Ibuprofen. Can't feel from your waist down? Ibuprofen. Got a spider bite? Ibuprofen. - SPC S-Rod & Me

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    hmm well here is one i wrote, tell me what you think.

    The Seasons
    By: Micheal Leo Poucki

    The morning sun burns up the sky,
    Its spring again and time for new life,
    Warming the air for time to grow, who knows this kid might have something to show.

    The rain from the spring will soon have no effect, for the sun will have burned with no respect,
    In the summer you'll learn that one day you will age,
    But the kid who begun, begins his page.

    in the fall weak will die and soon you and i,
    But why worry for now when life's on his side,
    Fall sends message of death and renewal again, this kid is beginning but one day he'll end.

    When winter comes the sun will run,
    Leaving cold in the air with no sensations,
    But at least the kid knows what he's finnaly done,
    The first page is written and a new years begun.

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