Citatepedia^®.com

I don't think life is to be taken too seriously. Take it too seriously, and it'll getcha.

quote by Paul Prudhomme
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

One Way Or Another

One way or another Im gonna find ya
Im gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha
One way or another Im gonna win ya
Im gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha
One way or another Im gonna see ya
Im gonna meetcha meetcha meetcha meetcha
One day, maybe next week
Im gonna meetcha, Im gonna meetcha, Ill meetcha
I will drive past your house
And if the lights are all down
Ill see whos around
One way or another Im gonna find ya
Im gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha
One way or another Im gonna win ya
Ill getcha, Ill getcha
One way or another Im gonna see ya
Im gonna meetcha meetcha meetcha meetcha
One day, maybe next week
Im gonna meetcha, Ill meetcha
And if the lights are all out
Ill follow your bus downtown
See whos hanging out
One way or another Im gonna lose ya
Im gonna give you the slip, a slip of the lip or another
Im gonna lose ya, Im gonna trick ya
One way or another Im gonna lose ya
Im gonna trick ya trick ya trick ya trick ya
One way or another Im gonna lose ya
Im gonna give you the slip
Ill walk down the mall
Stand over by the wall
Where I can see it all
Find out who ya call
Lead you to the supermarket checkout
Some specials and rat food, get lost in the crowd
One way or another Im gonna getcha, Ill getcha, Ill getcha getcha getcha getcha
(where I can see it all, find out who ya call)
One way or another Im gonna getcha, Ill getcha, Ill getcha getcha getcha getcha
(where I can see it all, find out who ya call)
One way or another Im gonna getcha, Ill getcha, Ill getcha getcha getcha getcha
(where I can see it all, find out who ya call)
[repeat until fade]

song performed by Face To Face
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Getcha Back

Bow bow bow bow oop
Ahh ooo oohh waaa oooo
Bow bow bow bow oop
Ahh ooo oohh waaa oooo
The other night they were playing our song
Hadnt heard it for oh so long
Took me back darlin to that time in my car
When you cried all night cause wed gone too far
Can I ever getcha back
Getcha back baby
Gonna getcha back getcha back
Getcha back getcha back baby
Gonna getcha back getcha back
Can I ever getcha back
Im getting tired laying around here at night
Thinkin bout some other guy holding you tight
He may have money and a brand new car
May even treat you like a movie star
And no matter what he ever do for you
He can never love you like I can do
So if I leave her and you leave him
Can we ever get it back again
Getcha back getcha back baby
Gonna getcha back getcha back
Getcha back getcha back baby
Gonna getcha back getcha back
Can I ever getcha back
Bow bow bow oop
Bow bow bow oop
(getcha back) Ill leave her
(getcha back) and you leave him
(getcha back) can we baby
(getcha back) get it back again
(getcha back) Ill leave her
(getcha back) and you leave him
(getcha back) can we baby
(getcha back) get it back again
(getcha back) Ill leave her
(getcha back) and you leave him

song performed by Beach Boys
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Getcha Some

(toby keith/chuck cannon)
Well boy meets girl and its a good bet
Girls gonna play a little hard to get
But they both got the same thing on their mind
Aint that the way that the world goes round
Dont it get you up get you down
It gets you walking around with a flashlight trying to find
Love
Oooh gotta getcha some gotta getcha some
Gotta getcha some oooh gotta getcha some love!
Oooh gotta getcha some gotta getcha some
Gotta getcha some oooh gotta getcha some yeah!
Then boy sees girl with another guy
What he wouldnt give just to catch her eye cause man
She is so hot
Course you cant compete with a superstar
Hes got a big old house and little red car
And what need is the one thing you dont have money!
Oooh gotta getcha some gotta getcha some
Gotta getcha some oooh gotta getcha some money!!
Oooh gotta getcha some gotta getcha some
Gotta getcha some oooh gotta getcha some yeah!
Then God smiles down from up above
The money rolls in and they fall in love
From the outside looking in its a dream come true
But as time goes by something turns up missing
Theres not enough hugging and not enough kissing
Before to long they better do what they gotta do you know!
Oooh gotta getcha some gotta getcha some
Gotta getcha some oooh gotta getcha some babies!
Oooh gotta getcha some gotta getcha some
Gotta getcha some oooh gotta getcha some yeah!
You know curtain climbers, and rugrats, and tricycle motors
It dont matter what you call em you gotta have a whole house full of em
Aint nothing in the world like youngins getcha some!

song performed by Toby Keith
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Im Gonna Getcha Good!

Lets go!
Dont wantcha for the weekend, dont wantcha for a night
Im only interested if I can have you for life, yeah
Uh, I know I sound serious and baby I am
Youre a fine piece of real estate, and Im gonna get me some land
Oh, yeah
So, dont try to run honey, love can be fun
Theres no need to be alone when you find that someone
[chorus:]
(Im gonna getcha)
Im gonna getcha while I gotcha in sight
(Im gonna getcha)
Im gonna getcha if it takes all night
(yeah, you can betcha)
You can betcha by the time I say go, youll never say no
(Im gonna getcha)
Im gonna getcha, its a matter of fact
(Im gonna getcha)
Im gonna getcha, dontcha worry bout that
(yeah, you can betcha)
You can bet your bottom dollar, in time youre gonna be mine
Just like I should - Ill getcha good
Yeah, uh, uh
Ive already planned it - heres how its gonna be
Im gonna love you and - youre gonna fall in love with me
Yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah
So, dont try to run honey, love can be fun
Theres no need to be alone when you find that someone
[repeat chorus]
Yeah, Im gonna getcha baby Im gonna knock on wood
Im gonna getcha somehow honey yeah, Im gonna make it good
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah
So, dont try to run honey, love can be fun
Theres no need to be alone when you find that someone
[repeat chorus]
Oh, Im gonna getcha, Im gonna getcha real good
Yeah, you can betcha, oh, Im gonna getcha
(Im gonna getcha) just like I should, Ill getcha good
Oh, Im gonna getcha good!

song performed by Shania Twain
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Rhythm Is Gonna Get You

O eh, o eh, o eh, o eh
O eh, oo aah, o eh, oo aah
Yah ya goh
O eh, o eh, o eh, o eh
O eh, oo aah, o eh, oo aah
O eh, o eh
Yah ya goh
At night when you turn off all the lights
Theres no place that you can hide
Oh no, the rhythm is gonna getcha
In bed, throw the covers on your head
You pretend like you are dead
But I know it
The rhythm is gonna geycha
Rhythm is gonna getcha
Rhythm is gonna getcha
Rhythm is gonna get you
The rhythm is gonna get you tonight
No way, you can fight it every day
But no matter what you say
You know it
The rhythm is gonna getcha
No clue, of whats happening to you
And before this night is through
Ooh baby
The rhythm is gonna getcha
Rhythm is gonna getcha
Rhythm is gonna getcha
Rhythm is gonna get you
The rhythm is gonna get you tonight
O eh, o eh, o eh, o eh
O eh, oo aah, o eh, oo aah
O eh, o eh, o eh, o eh
O eh, oo aah, o eh, oo aah
O eh, o eh
Yah yeh goh
Yah yeh goh
Yah yeh goh
Rhythm is gonna getcha
Rhythm is gonna getcha
Rhythm is gonna get you
The rhythm is gonna get you
Rhythm is gonna getcha
Rhythm is gonna getcha
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
The rhythm is gonna get you
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
O eh, o eh, o eh, o eh

[...] Read more

song performed by Gloria Estefan
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

God Aint Gonna Getcha For That

Hey you sittin in the corner
Cant ya hear the jukebox playin
Everybodys up doing the two step
And youre not even tappin your toe
Wont you let a lady buy you a cold brew
Loosen you up a little more than you dare to
Maybe take a ride in my cadillac
God aint gonna getcha for that
God aint gonna getcha for that
Hes much too busy with the guys in the black hats
Theres nothin wrong with a man and a woman flirtin with a honky tonk moon
God aint gonna pay no attention
If were just makin use of his invention
Come on baby dont hold back
God aint gonna getcha for that
I can tell youre the quiet type
Are you new in town or just a little bit shy
Didnt you ever catch me lookin
Ive been eyeing you all night
Wont you let a lady buy you a cold brew
Loosen you up a little more than you dare to
Maybe take a ride in my cadillac
God aint gonna getcha for that
God aint gonna getcha for that
Hes much too busy with the guys in the black hats
Theres nothin wrong with a man and a woman flirtin with a honky tonk moon
God aint gonna pay no attention
If were just makin use of his invention
Come on baby dont hold back
God aint gonna getcha for that
God aint gonna getcha for that
Hes much too busy with the guys in the black hats
Theres nothin wrong with a man and a woman flirtin with a honky tonk moon
God aint gonna pay no attention
If were just makin use of his invention
Come on baby dont hold back
God aint gonna getcha for that
No God aint gonna getcha for that
God aint gonna getcha for that

song performed by Shania Twain
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Cookie Jar

Jesus" & "Baby" sample in BG throughout}
Another life goes 2 the winner
Another soul goes 2 the dream
Another hell goes 2 the sinner
Don't give up no matter how tough it seems
Come and dig the power of somethin' above ya
It was there all along cuz it was made 2 love ya
It gave your flowers rain
Even though U won't play His game
U push it away but still it's pullin' 4 ya (I don't know)
CHORUS:
I don't know what He'll do witcha when He getcha
Put U in His cookie jar, save U 4 a rainy day
I don't know what He'll do witcha when He getcha
Put U in His cookie jar, save U 4 a rainy day
He might need U on the Eve Of Destruction
2 co-sign His order on that Judgment Day
Shout His name from the highest hill
The bigger the headache, the bigger the pill
Every purple mutha need 2 look His way
The funk is here 2 stay
CHORUS
(I don't know)
Another life goes 2 the winner
Another soul goes 2 the dream
Another hell goes 2 the sinner
Don't give up no matter how tough it seems
All in all, we got 2 come 2gether
And make a world that's 7 light-years better
Come on, don't be shy
So they're laughin' high
It's waiting 4 those who can storm the weather
Hey!
I don't know what He'll do witcha when He getcha
I don't know what He'll do witcha when He getcha
Put U in His cookie jar, save U 4 a rainy day (Save ya, save ya)
I say I don't know
(CHORUS)
Save ya, baby
Oh no, yeah
(CHORUS)
I.. I.. I.. oh I
Save, save, save me baby
I.. I..
I.. I.. I don't know what He'll do witcha
I.. I..
I.. I.. I.. I.. I don't know what He'll do witcha when He getcha
Put U in His cookie jar, save U 4 a rainy day
Baby
I..

[...] Read more

song performed by Prince
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

You Need Some Lovin

(eric carmen)
Youve got your cocaine in your gucci shoes
Youve got your palm springs tan in the new york news
You dont like champagne but you take another sip
Inside your private club for the tragically hip
And tonights just another
In an endless string of one more nights
You need some lovin to get you through the night
You need some good man to make you feel right
You need that tender touch in the red dawn light
You need some lovin to getcha through the night
Youre lookin for a romance
But youre in the wrong place
You feel that hunger but you know you cant taste
So you find some substitute but it leaves you so cold
Too many heartaches, well, theyre making you old
And tonights just another
In an endless string of one more nights
You need some lovin to get you through the night
You need some good man to make you feel right
You need that tender touch in the red dawn light
You need some lovin to getcha through the night
Sailin round the room on your vanity
Dreamin your unlimited dreams
But your stockings kinda look a little
Frayed around the seams
Here comes tomorrow, its later than you think
You blew your brains out in the bathroom sink
Look in the mirror and see between the lines
You can run forever but you cant stop time
And tonights just another
In an endless string of one more nights
You need some lovin to get you through the night
You need some good man to make you feel right
You need some tender touch in the red dawn light
You need some lovin to getcha through the night
Getcha through the night
Getcha through the night
Getcha through the night
Getcha through the night

song performed by Eric Carmen
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Tha Come Up (feat. Sunshine Anderson)

feat. Sunshine Anderson
from All About the Benjamins soundtrack
[Petey Pablo]
Getcha money, it's tha come up
Nada nada, get the whole thing
Do it big.. yeaaaaaaaaaaaa
[Petey Pablo]
Time is tickin', with a hole in the hourglass
Startin' guns, been five
And I ain't tryin to come in last
Ain't no need for me to be upset
And ain't no need for you to be mad
If a man got his own pad
And whether he want forty-karat
He gonna have to do that there, prove yourself
The greed words, you had that there
What a dream, he would always had
And it ain't right, but that's the way it is
In this life, you don't get to deal
You can climb to the roulette wheel
I want something I can leave my kids
The memories of what they wish their daddy had did
If I could leave them all a couple of mill
And show em how this cruel world can really get the best of a nigga
I'd show em life through the eyes of a demon
The only thing that matters is the root of all evil
[Chorus-Sunshine Anderson (Petey Pablo)]
Getcha money made (getcha meoney), it's tha come up (it's tha come up)
Not a little bit (nada nada), get the whole thing (get the whole thing)
Gotta do it big (do it big), to sum it up (yeeaaaaaaa)
We just wanted it, tha come up
[This time through added libs by Sunshine Anderson]
Getcha money made (getcha meoney), it's tha come up (it's tha come up)
Not a little bit (nada nada), get the whole thing (get the whole thing)
Gotta do it big (do it big), to sum it up (yeeaaaaaaa)
We just wanted it, tha come up
[Petey Pablo]
I aint got time to be bothered with ya'll
I got a hundred problems and there's only one way I'm gonna solve em
I'm gonna have

song performed by Petey Pablo
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Nassaja

Pitched voice: Always lived my life alone,
Been searching for the place called home.
I know that Ive been cold as ice,
Ignored the dreams, too many lies.
Somewhere deep inside, Somewhere deep inside me,
I found ... the child I used to be
And I know that its not too late
Never too late...
3 AM!
The painted cow !
Hiaaaaa!!
You aint stoppin us now !
Wonderful human beings
Yeah ! I am the Junglist souldier.
Come On! The rocket launcher stops ya.
Its not a bird, its not a plane
It must be Dave whos on the train
Wanna wanna getcha, gonna gonna getcha
Tell them that I told ya
YEAH!
Pitched voice: Always lived my life alone,
Been searching for the place called home.
I know that Ive been cold as ice,
Ignored the dreams, too many lies.
Somewhere deep inside,
Somewhere deep inside me,
I found ... the child I used to be
And I know that its not too late
Never too late...
Allright
Are you ready ? Its not a game.
I chant so much, I turn you insane.
Wanna wanna getcha, gonna gonna getcha
Messing up the area
YEAH!
Come On !
I am the freshman
Messing up the jam !
Turning up the stereo
Join the caravan
Skippy, the rain wont come !
Pitched voice: Somewhere deep inside,
Somewhere deep inside me,
I found ... the child I used to be
And I know that its not too late
Never too late...

song performed by Scooter
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Cant Getcha Offa My Mind

Oooh, youve got a way aboutcha
Thats shakin me offa my vine
Oooh, youve got a way aboutcha
And doncha think its way past time
Only you can put it where I want it
*and I cant getcha off.
I just cant get you
I cant getcha offa my mind
No I cant getcha off,
I just cant get you
I cant getcha offa my mind*
Oooh, youve got a sweet way of walkin
That pushes me offa my mind
Oooh, a street way of talkin
That lets me know youre just my kind
Cause only you can put it where I need it
(*repeat)
Only you, can send me into ecstasy
When youre next to me
When I need you
(*repeat)

song performed by Survivor
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Bad Side Of The Moon

(bernie taupin/elton john)
Published by songs of polygram international - bmi
Seems as though Ive lived my life on the bad side of the moon
To stir your dregs, and sittin still, without a rustic spoon
Now come on people, live with me, where the light has never shone
And the harlots flock like hummingbirds, speakin in a foreign tongue
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
It seems as though Ive lived my life on the bad side of the moon
To stir your dregs, and sittin still, without a rustic spoon
Now come on people, live with me, where the light has never shone
And the harlots flock like hummingbirds, speakin in a foreign tongue
Im a light world away, from the people who make me stay
Sittin on the bad side of the moon
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
There aint no need for watchdogs here, to justify our ways
We lived our lives in manacles, the main cause of our stay
And exiled here from other worlds, my sentence comes to soon
Why should I be made to pay on the bad side of the moon
Im a light world away, from the people who make me stay
Sittin on the bad side of the moon
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life

song performed by April Wine
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

XI. Guido

You are the Cardinal Acciaiuoli, and you,
Abate Panciatichi—two good Tuscan names:
Acciaiuoli—ah, your ancestor it was
Built the huge battlemented convent-block
Over the little forky flashing Greve
That takes the quick turn at the foot o' the hill
Just as one first sees Florence: oh those days!
'T is Ema, though, the other rivulet,
The one-arched brown brick bridge yawns over,—yes,
Gallop and go five minutes, and you gain
The Roman Gate from where the Ema's bridged:
Kingfishers fly there: how I see the bend
O'erturreted by Certosa which he built,
That Senescal (we styled him) of your House!
I do adjure you, help me, Sirs! My blood
Comes from as far a source: ought it to end
This way, by leakage through their scaffold-planks
Into Rome's sink where her red refuse runs?
Sirs, I beseech you by blood-sympathy,
If there be any vile experiment
In the air,—if this your visit simply prove,
When all's done, just a well-intentioned trick,
That tries for truth truer than truth itself,
By startling up a man, ere break of day,
To tell him he must die at sunset,—pshaw!
That man's a Franceschini; feel his pulse,
Laugh at your folly, and let's all go sleep!
You have my last word,—innocent am I
As Innocent my Pope and murderer,
Innocent as a babe, as Mary's own,
As Mary's self,—I said, say and repeat,—
And why, then, should I die twelve hours hence? I—
Whom, not twelve hours ago, the gaoler bade
Turn to my straw-truss, settle and sleep sound
That I might wake the sooner, promptlier pay
His due of meat-and-drink-indulgence, cross
His palm with fee of the good-hand, beside,
As gallants use who go at large again!
For why? All honest Rome approved my part;
Whoever owned wife, sister, daughter,—nay,
Mistress,—had any shadow of any right
That looks like right, and, all the more resolved,
Held it with tooth and nail,—these manly men
Approved! I being for Rome, Rome was for me.
Then, there's the point reserved, the subterfuge
My lawyers held by, kept for last resource,
Firm should all else,—the impossible fancy!—fail,
And sneaking burgess-spirit win the day.
The knaves! One plea at least would hold,—they laughed,—
One grappling-iron scratch the bottom-rock

[...] Read more

poem by Robert Browning from The Ring and the Book
Added by Veronica Serbanoiu
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

[9] O, Moon, My Sweet-heart!

O, Moon, My Sweet-heart!
[LOVE POEMS]

POET: MAHENDRA BHATNAGAR

POEMS

1 Passion And Compassion / 1
2 Affection
3 Willing To Live
4 Passion And Compassion / 2
5 Boon
6 Remembrance
7 Pretext
8 To A Distant Person
9 Perception
10 Conclusion
10 You (1)
11 Symbol
12 You (2)
13 In Vain
14 One Night
15 Suddenly
16 Meeting
17 Touch
18 Face To Face
19 Co-Traveller
20 Once And Once only
21 Touchstone
22 In Chorus
23 Good Omens
24 Even Then
25 An Evening At ‘Tighiraa’ (1)
26 An Evening At ‘Tighiraa’ (2)
27 Life Aspirant
28 To The Condemned Woman
29 A Submission
30 At Midday
31 I Accept
32 Who Are You?
33 Solicitation
34 Accept Me
35 Again After Ages …
36 Day-Dreaming
37 Who Are You?
38 You Embellished In Song

[...] Read more

poem by Mahendra Bhatnagar
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Back Back Train

Well I look way down that lonesome road
Well I look way down that lonesome road
Way way down
Way way down
Way way down that lonesome road
Well that back back train will getcha home
Back back train will getcha home
Back back train
Back back train
Back back train getcha home
Well I thought I heard that church bell toll
I thought I heard that church bell toll
Told your life
Told your life
Told your life somebody told me so
Well I\'m goin home on morning train
I\'m goin home on morning train
I\'m goin home
Goin home
I\'m goin home on morning train
Well that back back train will take you home
Back back train will take you home
Take me home
Take me home
Take me home
Take me home

song performed by Aerosmith
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Prince Hohenstiel-Schwangau, Saviour of Society

Epigraph

Υδραν φονεύσας, μυρίων τ᾽ ἄλλων πόνων
διῆλθον ἀγέλας . . .
τὸ λοίσθιον δὲ τόνδ᾽ ἔτλην τάλας πόνον,
. . . δῶμα θριγκῶσαι κακοῖς.

I slew the Hydra, and from labour pass'd
To labour — tribes of labours! Till, at last,
Attempting one more labour, in a trice,
Alack, with ills I crowned the edifice.

You have seen better days, dear? So have I —
And worse too, for they brought no such bud-mouth
As yours to lisp "You wish you knew me!" Well,
Wise men, 't is said, have sometimes wished the same,
And wished and had their trouble for their pains.
Suppose my Œdipus should lurk at last
Under a pork-pie hat and crinoline,
And, latish, pounce on Sphynx in Leicester Square?
Or likelier, what if Sphynx in wise old age,
Grown sick of snapping foolish people's heads,
And jealous for her riddle's proper rede, —
Jealous that the good trick which served the turn
Have justice rendered it, nor class one day
With friend Home's stilts and tongs and medium-ware,—
What if the once redoubted Sphynx, I say,
(Because night draws on, and the sands increase,
And desert-whispers grow a prophecy)
Tell all to Corinth of her own accord.
Bright Corinth, not dull Thebes, for Lais' sake,
Who finds me hardly grey, and likes my nose,
And thinks a man of sixty at the prime?
Good! It shall be! Revealment of myself!
But listen, for we must co-operate;
I don't drink tea: permit me the cigar!
First, how to make the matter plain, of course —
What was the law by which I lived. Let 's see:
Ay, we must take one instant of my life
Spent sitting by your side in this neat room:
Watch well the way I use it, and don't laugh!
Here's paper on the table, pen and ink:
Give me the soiled bit — not the pretty rose!
See! having sat an hour, I'm rested now,
Therefore want work: and spy no better work
For eye and hand and mind that guides them both,
During this instant, than to draw my pen
From blot One — thus — up, up to blot Two — thus —
Which I at last reach, thus, and here's my line
Five inches long and tolerably straight:

[...] Read more

poem by Robert Browning (1871)
Added by Veronica Serbanoiu
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Bishop Blougram's Apology

No more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk.
A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith!
We ought to have our Abbey back, you see.
It's different, preaching in basilicas,
And doing duty in some masterpiece
Like this of brother Pugin's, bless his heart!
I doubt if they're half baked, those chalk rosettes,
Ciphers and stucco-twiddlings everywhere;
It's just like breathing in a lime-kiln: eh?
These hot long ceremonies of our church
Cost us a little—oh, they pay the price,
You take me—amply pay it! Now, we'll talk.

So, you despise me, Mr. Gigadibs.
No deprecation—nay, I beg you, sir!
Beside 't is our engagement: don't you know,
I promised, if you'd watch a dinner out,
We'd see truth dawn together?—truth that peeps
Over the glasses' edge when dinner's done,
And body gets its sop and holds its noise
And leaves soul free a little. Now's the time:
Truth's break of day! You do despise me then.
And if I say, "despise me"—never fear!
1 know you do not in a certain sense—
Not in my arm-chair, for example: here,
I well imagine you respect my place
(Status, entourage, worldly circumstance)
Quite to its value—very much indeed:
—Are up to the protesting eyes of you
In pride at being seated here for once—
You'll turn it to such capital account!
When somebody, through years and years to come,
Hints of the bishop—names me—that's enough:
"Blougram? I knew him"—(into it you slide)
"Dined with him once, a Corpus Christi Day,
All alone, we two; he's a clever man:
And after dinner—why, the wine you know—
Oh, there was wine, and good!—what with the wine . . .
'Faith, we began upon all sorts of talk!
He's no bad fellow, Blougram; he had seen
Something of mine he relished, some review:
He's quite above their humbug in his heart,
Half-said as much, indeed—the thing's his trade.
I warrant, Blougram's sceptical at times:
How otherwise? I liked him, I confess!"
Che che, my dear sir, as we say at Rome,
Don't you protest now! It's fair give and take;
You have had your turn and spoken your home-truths:
The hand's mine now, and here you follow suit.

[...] Read more

poem by Robert Browning from Men and Women (1855)
Added by Veronica Serbanoiu
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Snobbery

A solitary rose in red attire
Condescended:
A fleeting glance -
She apprehended
My affections,
Turned away
From me, a stray -

Stubble weed -
Genes to build an oddity:
Common seed -
Happy-go-lucky entity
In dull array.

The rose glowered,
But in ascension
Slipped a view of blight
Upon her regal greenery:
Black spot!

In all her bold perfumery
And blushing flower,
The sheen of vulnerability in jet
Reminded me how snobbery
And haughty shower
Tarnish with an underlying debt!

She wavered in her shallow play -
Man-bred -
Hardiness foregone.

The rose no longer shone.

Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
From: Poetry Rivals 2010 - A New Dawn Breaks
Forward Press

[...] Read more

poem by Mark R Slaughter
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

First Book

OF writing many books there is no end;
And I who have written much in prose and verse
For others' uses, will write now for mine,–
Will write my story for my better self,
As when you paint your portrait for a friend,
Who keeps it in a drawer and looks at it
Long after he has ceased to love you, just
To hold together what he was and is.

I, writing thus, am still what men call young;
I have not so far left the coasts of life
To travel inland, that I cannot hear
That murmur of the outer Infinite
Which unweaned babies smile at in their sleep
When wondered at for smiling; not so far,
But still I catch my mother at her post
Beside the nursery-door, with finger up,
'Hush, hush–here's too much noise!' while her sweet eyes
Leap forward, taking part against her word
In the child's riot. Still I sit and feel
My father's slow hand, when she had left us both,
Stroke out my childish curls across his knee;
And hear Assunta's daily jest (she knew
He liked it better than a better jest)
Inquire how many golden scudi went
To make such ringlets. O my father's hand,
Stroke the poor hair down, stroke it heavily,–
Draw, press the child's head closer to thy knee!
I'm still too young, too young to sit alone.

I write. My mother was a Florentine,
Whose rare blue eyes were shut from seeing me
When scarcely I was four years old; my life,
A poor spark snatched up from a failing lamp
Which went out therefore. She was weak and frail;
She could not bear the joy of giving life–
The mother's rapture slew her. If her kiss
Had left a longer weight upon my lips,
It might have steadied the uneasy breath,
And reconciled and fraternised my soul
With the new order. As it was, indeed,
I felt a mother-want about the world,
And still went seeking, like a bleating lamb
Left out at night, in shutting up the fold,–
As restless as a nest-deserted bird
Grown chill through something being away, though what
It knows not. I, Aurora Leigh, was born
To make my father sadder, and myself
Not overjoyous, truly. Women know
The way to rear up children, (to be just,)

[...] Read more

poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning from Aurora Leigh (1856)
Added by Veronica Serbanoiu
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Selected Poems Of Dr. Mahendra Bhatnagar [2]

[1] O WINGED STEEDS OF DESTINY

O Winged steeds of Destiny!
Holding thy reins
With confidence
And with firm hands,
We will pull them
To give ye direction,
Every time!

Lustrous and indomitable,
We are the sons of the soil
We stand by the toil
We cherish the youthful vigour;
We will pull
Thy bridle — mind you —
To give ye direction,
Every time!

O ye, the sentinels and the stars foretelling!
Our labour is marked with brilliance,
We will pull out
Thy light undecaying;
For, we can reach
The inaccessible Space
Through endurance and steadfast endeavours.
O ye, our stars!
We will, forsooth,
Take away from ye
Thy brilliance!

O ye, the moving invisible hand!
Thou art the invincible citadels
Echoing the distressed cries
Of the ill-fated ones!
Bathed in sweat
We will wash
Thy ominous lines,
And singing sweet the inspiring music
Of hard work,
We will break through
Thy citadels
Of distress and destruction!

O winged steeds of Destiny!
We will hold thy bridle
And give ye direction!

 

[...] Read more

poem by Mahendra Bhatnagar
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!