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The Last Words of My English Grandmother

There were some dirty plates
and a glass of milk
beside her on a small table
near the rank, disheveled bed--

Wrinkled and nearly blind
she lay and snored
rousing with anger in her tones
to cry for food,

Gimme something to eat--
They're starving me--
I'm all right--I won't go
to the hospital.No, no, no

Give me something to eat!
Let me take you
to the hospital, I said
and after you are well

you can do as you please.
She smiled, Yes
you do what you please first
then I can do what I please--

Oh, oh, oh! she cried
as the ambulance men lifted
her to the stretcher--
Is this what you call

making me comfortable?
By now her mind was clear--
Oh you think you're smart
you young people,

she said, but I'll tell you
you don't know anything.
Then we started.
On the way

we passed a long row
of elms. She looked at them
awhile out of
the ambulance window and said,

What are all those
fuzzy looking things out there?
Trees?Well, I'm tired
of them and rolled her head away.

poem by William Carlos Williams
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Hot Ride

You hear me
You hear me
You hear me
Up, up and away in my beautiful, my beautiful
Up, up and away in my beautiful, my beautiful balloon
Up, up and away in my beautiful, my beautiful balloon
Now get out.
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme a ride
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme a ride
Hotride in my air balloon
Skipping fast right around the moon
On a bullet train out of town
Walkie-talkie, one hand down
You hear me
You hear me
Up, up and away in my beautiful, my beautiful
Up, up and away in my beautiful, my beautiful balloon
Up, up and away in my beautiful, my beautiful balloon
I push you out
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme a ride
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme a ride
Hotride in my air balloon
Skipping fast right around the moon
On a bullet train out of town
Walkie-talkie, one hand down
Hotride in my air balloon
Skipping fast right around the moon
Minds made up
Theirs no luck when time leaves you
Hotride in my air balloon
Skipping fast right around the moon
Time's made up
Theirs no luck when time leaves you
You gotta push it!
Push it!
You gotta push it!
Push it!
You gotta push it!
Push it!
You gotta push it! (On my air balloon)
Push it! (On my air balloon)
You gotta push it!

song performed by Prodigy
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Gimme

I know all your desires
Your heart is so full of pain
Is there something I can provide
When you feel like life's passed you by

I'm on your side
Gimme this gimme that
Gimme this gimme that
Gimme this gimme that
Gimme this gimme that
Gimme this gimme that
Gimme this gimme that
Gimme this gimme that
Gimme this gimme that

Please don't ask me my name
Does it matter I'm just here for you
Trust me just let yourself go
And that's all you need to know

I'm on your side
Sincerely
I'm your only friend
Yes I'm on your side
Sincerely

Don't you wish you had it all
Don't you deserve to have it all
Kneel down and tell me what you need

Fame and money all for you
I can make your every dream come true

Gimme this gimme that
Gimme this gimme that
Gimme this gimme that
Gimme this gimme that
Gimme this gimme that
Gimme this gimme that
Gimme this gimme that
Gimme this gimme that

Tell me whose more important than you
You're the apple of my ancient ties
How could the world be so cruel
I'll make you my own precious jewel

I'm on your side
Sincerely
I'm the only one that cares

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song performed by Alice Cooper from Brutal Planet
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Gimme Your Love

[got to gimme your love]
[got to give it up]
[got to gimme your love]
[just cant get enough]
I said gimme the love that I need so bad
cause girl, without you im, oh, so sad
I never want to be without you
Without you, girl, I dont know what id do
[got to gimme your love]
[got to give it up]
[got to gimme your love]
[just cant get enough]
Gimme your love, I want it
Gimme your love, I need it
Gimme your love, I want it
Gimme your love
You are the one for me now, baby
And im the one for you
Whenever im without you, darlin
I dont know what to do
You got me, girl (you got me, girl)
You know it (you know it)
You got me, girl (you got me, girl)
Dont blow it (dont blow it)
I got to tell you just how I feel
cause all these feelings are all for real
Gimme your love (gimme your love), I want it (I want it)
Gimme your love (gimme your love), I need it (I need it)
Gimme your love (and gimme your love), I want it (I want it)
Gimme your love (and gimme your love) [i got to have your love]
Every night and every day, my baby
Im thinkin of you
I would die if you left me, darlin
[tell me] oh, what should I do
You got me, girl (you got me, girl)
You know it (you know it)
You got me, girl (you got me, girl)
Dont blow it (dont blow it)
I just got to let you know
I could never let you go
Gimme your love (gimme your love), I want it (I want it)
Gimme your love (and gimme your love), I need it (I need it)
Gimme your love (gimme your love), I want it (I want it)
Gimme your love (gimme your love)
I said gimme the love that I need so bad
cause girl, without you im, oh, so sad
I never want to be without you
Without you, girl, I dont know what id do
If I had the world, girl, id give it to you
I promise that I will always be true

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song performed by New Edition
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Gimmie Gimmie Gimmie

Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
I need it more
I need it more
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Don't ask what for
Don't ask what for
Sitting here like a loaded gun
Waiting to go off
I've got nothing to do
But shoot my mouth off
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
I need it more
I need it more
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Don't ask what for
Don't ask what for
I know the worlds got problems
I've got problems of my own
They aint the kind that
Can be solved with an
Atom bomb!
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
I need it more
I need it more
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Don't ask what for
Don't ask what for
You know I'm gonna go out
Get something for my head
If I keep on doing this
I'm gonna end up dead
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
I need it more
I need it more
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Don't ask what for
Don't ask what for
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
I need it more
I need it more
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Don't ask what for
Don't ask what for

song performed by A Perfect Circle
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Gimme Love

(myles goodwyn/johnny hagopian)
Published by goody two tunes, inc. - bmi
Needin you, wonderin what to do
Baby, Ive been away
And even so, maybe I should go
Is there nothin that you wanna say
Just keep it nice, baby whats your price
Cause it looks as though I have to pay
For something clean, only some machine
But she never lets it in her way, no
Gimme love, I need lovin
Gimme love, gimme love
Gimme love, gimme love, oh yeah
Gimme love
Im feelin used, and baby Im amused
Cause theres something that I shoulda done
Like take my time, or used another line
But I had to get on the run
Cant you see, I dont wanna disagree
Theres a chance that we could lose the feel
Lets keep it light, to get us through the night
Do you say you wanna make a deal
Gimme love, gimme lovin
I need love, yes I do
Gimme love, gimme love, oh yeah
Gimme love
Gimme love, gimme love
Gimme love, gimme love
Gimme love, gimme love
Gimme love, gimme love
I need love, gimme love
Gimme love, gimme love, some good lovin
Gimme love, gimme love, I need love (oh yeah)
Gimme love
Gimme love, gimme love, oh yeah
Gimme love, gimme love, I need love
Gimme love, gimme love, oh yeah
Gimme love
Gimme love, gimme love
Gimme love, gimme love

song performed by April Wine
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Water

The foreman over there hates the gang,
The foreman over there hates the gang,
The poor people on the farms get it so rough,
The poor people on the farms get it so rough,
Truck drivers drive like the devil,
Truck drivers drive like the devil,
The policemen theyre acting so tough.
The policemen theyre acting so tough.
They need water,
They need water,
Good water,
Good water,
They need water,
They need water,
And Im sure there isnt one of us here
And Im sure there isnt one of us here
Whod say no to somebodys daughter.
Whod say no to somebodys daughter.
No, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no, no.
The foreman over there hates the gang,
The foreman over there hates the gang,
The poor people on the farms get it so rough,
The poor people on the farms get it so rough,
Truck drivers drive like the devil,
Truck drivers drive like the devil,
The policemen theyre acting so tough.
The policemen theyre acting so tough.
They need water,
They need water,
Good water,
Good water,
They need water,
They need water,
And maybe somebodys daughter.
And maybe somebodys daughter.
Indian lake is burning,
Indian lake is burning,
The new york skyline is hazy,
The new york skyline is hazy,
The river thames is turning dry,
The river thames is turning dry,
The whole world is blazing.
The whole world is blazing.
We need water,
We need water,
Wow yeah good water,
Wow yeah good water,
Ooh we need water,
Ooh we need water,

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song performed by Who
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Gimme! Gimme! Gimme!

(b.andersson / b.ulvaeus)
Half past twelve, and Im watching the late show
In my flat all alone.
How I hate to spend the evening on my own.
Autumn winds blowing outside the window,
As I look around the room,
And it makes me so depressed to see the gloom.
Theres not a soul out there;
No one to hear my prayer...
Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight!
Wont somebody help me chase these shadows away?
Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight!
Take me through the darkness till the break of the day.
Movie stars, find the end of the rainbow,
With that fortune to win.
Its so different from the world Im living in.
Tired of t.v., I open the window,
And I gaze into the night,
But theres nothing there to see, no one in sight.
Theres not a soul out there, no one to hear my prayer.
Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight!
Wont somebody help me chase the shadows away?
Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight!
Take me through the darkness till the break of the day.
Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight!
Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight!
Theres not a soul out there, no one to hear my prayer.
Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight!
Wont somebody help me chase the shadows away?
Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight!
Take me through the darkness till the break of the day.
Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight!
Wont somebody help me chase the shadows away?
Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight!
Take me through the darkness till the break of the day.
Who needs love like that
Who needs love like that
Theres something going on
Something not quite right
Theres something strange
Happening to me
Theres someone at the door
Hear voices in my head
It seems things arent the way
They ought to be
Who needs love like that
Who needs love like that
It seemed so clear before
I held my point of view
I kept my conversation

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song performed by Erasure
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Gimme Gimme Gimme

Half past twelve
And I'm watching the late show in my flat all alone
How I hate to spend the evening on my own
Autumn winds
Blowing outside my window as I look around the room
And it makes me so depressed to see the gloom
There's not a soul out there
No one to hear my prayer
Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight
Won't somebody help me chase the shadows away
Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight
Take me through the darkness to the break of the day
Movie stars
Find the end of the rainbow, with a fortune to win
It's so different from the world I'm living in
Tired of T.V.
I open the window and I gaze into the night
But there's nothing there to see, no one in sight
There's not a soul out there
No one to hear my prayer
Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight
Won't somebody help me chase the shadows away
Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight
Take me through the darkness to the break of the day
Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight...
Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight...
There's not a soul out there
No one to hear my prayer
Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight
Won't somebody help me chase the shadows away
Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight
Take me through the darkness to the break of the day
Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight
Won't somebody help me chase the shadows away
Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight
Take me through the darkness to the break of the day

song performed by ABBA
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Modern Girl

Once a beautiful miss america married mr. right
Had a little baby girl, born on a stormy night
But that was once upon a time, now its a brand new world
Gimme the future, gimme the future, gimme the future with a modern girl
Gimme the future, gimme the future, gimme the future with a modern girl
Somewhere just between the past and somethin dawnin new
Theres a break in the chain, theres a skip in the clock
Girl thats where Im gonna find you
Between the boy I was before and what Im gonna be
Theres a clash on the border, a flame in the sky
Girl thats where youre gonna find me
Cant you hear the planet groanin like a broken down machine
Rusted with the guilty tears of fallen kings and queens
But you and I stand innocent, baby its a brand new world
Gimme the future, gimme the future, gimme the future with a modern girl
Gimme the future, gimme the future, gimme the future with a modern girl
(gimme the future, gimme the future, gimme the future with a modern girl)
Bridge:
Were the son and the daughter on a new freeway
(gimme the future, gimme the future)
Laughin while the road maps blow away
(gimme the future with a modern girl)
Were the son and the daughter and we aint afraid
(gimme the future, gimme the future)
Wont be makin the mistakes our fathers made
(gimme the future with a modern girl)
(gimme the future, gimme the future) oh, gimme the future with a modern girl
(gimme the future, gimme the future) oh, gimme the future with a modern girl
Once a beautiful miss america married mr. right
Had a little baby boy, born on a stormy night
But that was once upon a time, now its a brand new world
Gimme the future, gimme the future - gimme the future with a modern girl...
(repeats out)
(bridge)

song performed by Meat Loaf
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Movies

Make pretend like in the movies, and do another take in the dark, come on!
Please baby, please baby, please
Maybe you can be like brando and give me your tango lines, ho!
Squeeze baby, squeeze baby, squeeze
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme lights, camera, action (quiet on the set)
And Ill give you a performance you wont forget
Make pretend like in the movies; Ill be scarlet and youll bre clark. do it!
Freeze baby, freeze baby, freeze
You can be my mucho macho so dont be afraid to start
Please baby, please babym please
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme lights, camera, action
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Make pretend like in the movies, and Ill be your hollywood star
Direct me, do anything to me, come on well make some up lines
Please baby, please baby, please
Make pretend like in the movies
Please baby, please baby, please
Lets do another take in the dark
Squeeze baby, squeeze baby, squeeze
Please baby, please baby, please
Oh, do anything to me
Please baby, please baby, please
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme

song performed by Gloria Estefan
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Give Your Heart To The Hawks

1 he apples hung until a wind at the equinox,

That heaped the beach with black weed, filled the dry grass

Under the old trees with rosy fruit.

In the morning Fayne Fraser gathered the sound ones into a

basket,

The bruised ones into a pan. One place they lay so thickly
She knelt to reach them.

Her husband's brother passing
Along the broken fence of the stubble-field,
His quick brown eyes took in one moving glance
A little gopher-snake at his feet flowing through the stubble
To gain the fence, and Fayne crouched after apples
With her mop of red hair like a glowing coal
Against the shadow in the garden. The small shapely reptile
Flowed into a thicket of dead thistle-stalks
Around a fence-post, but its tail was not hidden.
The young man drew it all out, and as the coil
Whipped over his wrist, smiled at it; he stepped carefully
Across the sag of the wire. When Fayne looked up
His hand was hidden; she looked over her shoulder
And twitched her sunburnt lips from small white teeth
To answer the spark of malice in his eyes, but turned
To the apples, intent again. Michael looked down
At her white neck, rarely touched by the sun,
But now the cinnabar-colored hair fell off from it;
And her shoulders in the light-blue shirt, and long legs like a boy's
Bare-ankled in blue-jean trousers, the country wear;
He stooped quietly and slipped the small cool snake
Up the blue-denim leg. Fayne screamed and writhed,
Clutching her thigh. 'Michael, you beast.' She stood up
And stroked her leg, with little sharp cries, the slender invader
Fell down her ankle.

Fayne snatched for it and missed;

Michael stood by rejoicing, his rather small

Finely cut features in a dance of delight;

Fayne with one sweep flung at his face

All the bruised and half-spoiled apples in the pan,

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poem by Robinson Jeffers
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Gimme Some

Loving is the thing I crave
For your love I'd be your slave
Gimme some
I can't stand it no longer
Gimme some
Don't be bashful, come over here
Whisper some sweet words in my ear
Gimme some
Gimme some
I can't wait eight days
Gimme some
Come on over here and fill my cup
Love me so hard I can't stand up
Gimme some
Gimme some
Don't you know I love you?
Gimme some
Just a closer walk would be
Doo wah diddy daddy one two three
Gimme some
Gimme some
You know I have to have it
Gimme some
I know that you wanna do what's right
Just come on and love me all night
And gimme some
I tell ya, I want some
I can't stand it no longer
Gimme some
I like cornbread nice and yellow
So I want you to be my fellow
Gimme some
Gimme some
Don't you know I love you?
Gimme some
One of these mornings, just about dawn
You'll be working on my lawn
Gimme some
Gimme some
I can't stand it no longer
Gimme some
I declare to my main
You gonna drive me stone insane
Gimme some
Gimme some
I can't wait eight days
Gimme some
I like fried chicken, you know it's true
But there's no sweeter meat in the world than you
I want some day to be your wife

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song performed by Nina Simone
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V. Count Guido Franceschini

Thanks, Sir, but, should it please the reverend Court,
I feel I can stand somehow, half sit down
Without help, make shift to even speak, you see,
Fortified by the sip of … why, 't is wine,
Velletri,—and not vinegar and gall,
So changed and good the times grow! Thanks, kind Sir!
Oh, but one sip's enough! I want my head
To save my neck, there's work awaits me still.
How cautious and considerate … aie, aie, aie,
Nor your fault, sweet Sir! Come, you take to heart
An ordinary matter. Law is law.
Noblemen were exempt, the vulgar thought,
From racking; but, since law thinks otherwise,
I have been put to the rack: all's over now,
And neither wrist—what men style, out of joint:
If any harm be, 't is the shoulder-blade,
The left one, that seems wrong i' the socket,—Sirs,
Much could not happen, I was quick to faint,
Being past my prime of life, and out of health.
In short, I thank you,—yes, and mean the word.
Needs must the Court be slow to understand
How this quite novel form of taking pain,
This getting tortured merely in the flesh,
Amounts to almost an agreeable change
In my case, me fastidious, plied too much
With opposite treatment, used (forgive the joke)
To the rasp-tooth toying with this brain of mine,
And, in and out my heart, the play o' the probe.
Four years have I been operated on
I' the soul, do you see—its tense or tremulous part—
My self-respect, my care for a good name,
Pride in an old one, love of kindred—just
A mother, brothers, sisters, and the like,
That looked up to my face when days were dim,
And fancied they found light there—no one spot,
Foppishly sensitive, but has paid its pang.
That, and not this you now oblige me with,
That was the Vigil-torment, if you please!
The poor old noble House that drew the rags
O' the Franceschini's once superb array
Close round her, hoped to slink unchallenged by,—
Pluck off these! Turn the drapery inside out
And teach the tittering town how scarlet wears!
Show men the lucklessness, the improvidence
Of the easy-natured Count before this Count,
The father I have some slight feeling for,
Who let the world slide, nor foresaw that friends
Then proud to cap and kiss their patron's shoe,
Would, when the purse he left held spider-webs,
Properly push his child to wall one day!

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poem by Robert Browning from The Ring and the Book
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No Matter How You Weep It

Gimme, gimme, gimme...
No more hunches to hunt!
And,
Gimme, gimme, gimme...
No more of your stunts!
Reveal in front of me,
Something I can see...
Believed.

And,
Gimme, gimme, gimme...
No more run arounds.
And,
Gimme, gimme, gimme...
Truth that's easily found!
'Cause I am paralyzed,
By your constant lies...
You leave.
Wishing them to be received.

Gimme, gimme, gimme...
No more lunches to munch.
All I wish from you,
Is not my feelings to crunch!
But you believe that I,
Am here to justify...
Deceit!

No matter how you weep it!

Gimme, gimme, gimme...
No more hunches to hunt!
And,
Gimme, gimme, gimme...
No more of your stunts!
All I want from you...
Are feelings that are true.
No matter how you weep it!
It's the truth I wish to see.

Gimme, gimme, gimme...
No more lunches to munch.
All I wish from you,
Is not my feelings to crunch!
But you believe that I,
Am here to justify...
Deceit!

No matter how you weep it!

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Gimme What You Got

Baby picks off your plate-yours looks better
And she throws hers on the floor
Here, in the home of the brave
And the land of the free
The first word that baby learns is more
So youre out there floating like a big, puffy cloud
With the pool and the charcoal
And the kids and the wife
til the reruns of your dreams are interrupted
And you step out into life
And its still gimme, gimme what you got
I said gimme, gimme what you got
(I want it, I want it)
Gimme, gimme what you got
Now its take and take and takeover, takeover
Its all take and never give
All these trumped up towers
Theyre just golden showers
Where are people supposed to live?
You can arm yourself, alarm yourself
But theres nowhere you can run
cause a man with a briefcase
Can still more money
Than any man with a gun
I said gimme, gimme what you got
Said gimme, gimme what you got
Gimme, gimme what you got
Gimme, gimme what you got
You got the price of admission
You dont have to ask permission
To take somethin from another man
You cross a lawyer with the godfather, baby
Make you an offer that you cant understand
From main street to wall street to washington
From men to women to men
Its a nation of noses pressed up against the glass
Theyve seen it on the tv
And they want it pretty fast
You spend your whole life
Just pilin it up there
You got stack and stacks and stacks
Then, gabriel comes and taps you on the shoulder
But you dont see no hearses with luggage racks
Gimme, gimme what you got
I said gimme, gimme what you got
I said gimme, gimme what you got
(I want it, I want it)
Gimme, gimme what you got

song performed by Don Henley
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The Tower Beyond Tragedy

I
You'd never have thought the Queen was Helen's sister- Troy's
burning-flower from Sparta, the beautiful sea-flower
Cut in clear stone, crowned with the fragrant golden mane, she
the ageless, the uncontaminable-
This Clytemnestra was her sister, low-statured, fierce-lipped, not
dark nor blonde, greenish-gray-eyed,
Sinewed with strength, you saw, under the purple folds of the
queen-cloak, but craftier than queenly,
Standing between the gilded wooden porch-pillars, great steps of
stone above the steep street,
Awaiting the King.
Most of his men were quartered on the town;
he, clanking bronze, with fifty
And certain captives, came to the stair. The Queen's men were
a hundred in the street and a hundred
Lining the ramp, eighty on the great flags of the porch; she
raising her white arms the spear-butts
Thundered on the stone, and the shields clashed; eight shining
clarions
Let fly from the wide window over the entrance the wildbirds of
their metal throats, air-cleaving
Over the King come home. He raised his thick burnt-colored
beard and smiled; then Clytemnestra,
Gathering the robe, setting the golden-sandaled feet carefully,
stone by stone, descended
One half the stair. But one of the captives marred the comeliness
of that embrace with a cry
Gull-shrill, blade-sharp, cutting between the purple cloak and
the bronze plates, then Clytemnestra:
Who was it? The King answered: A piece of our goods out of
the snatch of Asia, a daughter of the king,
So treat her kindly and she may come into her wits again. Eh,
you keep state here my queen.
You've not been the poorer for me.- In heart, in the widowed
chamber, dear, she pale replied, though the slaves
Toiled, the spearmen were faithful. What's her name, the slavegirl's?
AGAMEMNON Come up the stair. They tell me my kinsman's
Lodged himself on you.
CLYTEMNESTRA Your cousin Aegisthus? He was out of refuge,
flits between here and Tiryns.
Dear: the girl's name?
AGAMEMNON Cassandra. We've a hundred or so other
captives; besides two hundred
Rotted in the hulls, they tell odd stories about you and your
guest: eh? no matter: the ships
Ooze pitch and the August road smokes dirt, I smell like an
old shepherd's goatskin, you'll have bath-water?
CLYTEMNESTRA
They're making it hot. Come, my lord. My hands will pour it.

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The Ballad of the White Horse

DEDICATION

Of great limbs gone to chaos,
A great face turned to night--
Why bend above a shapeless shroud
Seeking in such archaic cloud
Sight of strong lords and light?

Where seven sunken Englands
Lie buried one by one,
Why should one idle spade, I wonder,
Shake up the dust of thanes like thunder
To smoke and choke the sun?

In cloud of clay so cast to heaven
What shape shall man discern?
These lords may light the mystery
Of mastery or victory,
And these ride high in history,
But these shall not return.

Gored on the Norman gonfalon
The Golden Dragon died:
We shall not wake with ballad strings
The good time of the smaller things,
We shall not see the holy kings
Ride down by Severn side.

Stiff, strange, and quaintly coloured
As the broidery of Bayeux
The England of that dawn remains,
And this of Alfred and the Danes
Seems like the tales a whole tribe feigns
Too English to be true.

Of a good king on an island
That ruled once on a time;
And as he walked by an apple tree
There came green devils out of the sea
With sea-plants trailing heavily
And tracks of opal slime.

Yet Alfred is no fairy tale;
His days as our days ran,
He also looked forth for an hour
On peopled plains and skies that lower,
From those few windows in the tower
That is the head of a man.

But who shall look from Alfred's hood

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Virginia's Story

Elizabeth Gates-Wooten is my Grand mom.

She was born in Canada with her father and brothers.
They owned a Barber Shoppe.
I don't remember exactly where in Canada.
I believe it was right over the border like Windsor or Toronto.
I never knew exactly where it was.

When she was old enough she got married.

First, she married a man by the name of Frank Gates.
He was from Madagascar.
He fathered my mom and her brother and sister.
The boy's name was Frank Gates, Jr.
Two girls name were Anna and Agnes.

Agnes was my mother.

Frank Gates went crazy after the war
He drank a lot and died
Then grandma Elizabeth married a man by the name of Mr. Wooten.
He had a German name, but I don't think he was German.
She took his last name after they got married.

Then they moved to West Virginia in the United States.

Their son, Frank Gates Jr. Became a delegate in the democratic party.
He use to get into a lot of trouble because he liked to fight.
He was a delegate from the 1940's to 1970's.
He died of gout in the 1970's.

Anna was a maid and cook.

She baked cakes and stuff for people as a side line.
She had a hump on her back (scoliosis) .
She had to walk with a cane.
She could cook good though.
She did this kind of work all of her life, just like her mom, Elizabeth

They were both good cooks

They had a lot of money because they had these skills
Especially when people had parties.
Because they would make all of this food and then they would have left-overs.
We got to eat a lot of stuff we normally wouldn't get because of that.
When they cooked, they didn't use no measuring stuff, they would just use there hand.

My moms name was Agnes Barrie Gates.

She married James Wright and moved to Cleveland.

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Mrs Snorer

Mrs Snorer
Went to School
Fell asleep in the classroom
Her teacher woke her up with a
Broom, broom, broom
As she snored, snored, snored

Mrs Snorer
snores like a
Horse, horse, horse
She took a ride on the
Bus, bus, bus
and missed the last stop
As she snored, snored, snored

Mrs Snorer
Went to bed
Lay down her big head
Turned her body round
And shook the whole house
Down, down, down
As she snored, snored, snored

Mr Snorer
Snored at home
With each snore
They had to shut
All the windows and the doors
As she snored, snored, snored
Mrs Snorer was a
Bore, bore, bore

Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi

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