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Ant bite so much pain
Elephant cry

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Loud Is The Cry Of War

Loud is the cry of war
Many people shall it smite

Opening up death's dark door
Our people shaken to the core
As we feel our enemies bite
Loud is the cry of war

Many soldiers now implore
If this battle was worth the fight
Opening up death's dark door

Many hearts lie broken and torn
An Endless number of sleepless nights
Loud is the cry of war

Crowded will be heaven's shore
As the dead now take their heavenly flight
Opening up death's dark door

Although we won, we lost much more
As empty cries echo through the night
Opening up death's dark door
Loud is the cry of was

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Teachings of An Ant

Did you ever watch an ant as it scales a hill?
Its falls and misdirections cast its iron will.
If something blocks its way, another one is found.
There's no time for delay when other ways abound.

It carries twice its weight, but seldom waits to rest
As if there were a race and each movement a test.
It talks to ants that pass, but never loses sight
Of its duties and its will to use all its might.

Common good with no place for selfish need
Is the guide as it takes just enough for its breed.
This minute ant has so much more than minute worth.
Why can't its ways be learned by humans on this earth?

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It was very much a cry for democratic control at that time. Above all, breaking the accomplished power of a few people to rule the lives of everybody else.

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Beautiful: The Kind I'll Never Be

You keep telling me
All about her
She's something I'll never be.
No matter how hard i try
No matter how much i cry.
She's the beautiful
The beautiful: That I'll never be.

And everytime i look in the mirror
It's the only thing that seems clear,
I'll never live up to
That girl that's got you.

I only wish i could.
If i could i would
I would become that beautiful
That Beautiful I'll never be
That (kind of) beautiful
That's not meant for me.

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Don't Say It's Too Late

It doesn't take much to learn
When the bridges that you burn
Leave you stranded feeling alone
It doesn't take much to cry
When you're living in a lie
And deceiving that someone who cares
If I could turn back the time
I would put you first in my life

Chorus
And I would risk it all for you
to prove my love is true
I'll build a wall around my heart
that would only break apart for you
Can change the way I feel
so tell me what's the deal
Don't say

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Hot & Heavy

You say that
You want a piece of me
Well baby
Take a big bite
Too much to believe
Thats what I like
Ive been known
To blow my top
Just to get my kix
I might eat
Your heart out
Just to get my kix
Ive got a line on u
Ive got my ize on u
Im gonna luv u
Black and blue
Im cummin down on u
Im burnin hot
Hot and heavy
Its what I want
Hot and heavy
Take a look at
My ice cream cone baby
Go ahead take a lick
Cant wait
To take you home
Beat you with my stick
Ive seen what
You got before
But Id like
To see it again
Its red hot
Thats for sure
Tell me girl
Where and when

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Hot And Heavy

You say that
you want a piece of me
well baby
take a big bite
too much to believe
that's what I like
I've been known
to blow my top
just to get my kix
I might eat
your heart out
just to get my kix
I've got a line on U
I've got my ize on U
I'm gonna luv U
Black and blue
I'm cummin' down on U
I'm burnin' hot
HOT AND HEAVY
It's what I want
HOT AND HEAVY
Take a look at
my ice cream cone baby
go ahead take a lick
can't wait
to take you home
beat you with my stick
I've seen what
you got before
but I'd like
to see it again
it's red hot
that's for sure
tell me girl
where and when

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Love Star

Cindy walker
Love star, oh star of love have you forgotten me?
Im so lonely for someone to love
Love star, oh star of love look down so you may see
Someone for me like Im dreaming of
You see because my heart is shy
Somehow love has passed me by
And noone knows how much I cry
When Im all alone for a love of my own
Love star, they say for every heart a love star shines
So please, please shine for mine and let me find my love.
You see because my heart is shy
Somehow love has passed me by
And noone knows how much I cry
When Im all alone for a love of my own
Love star, they say for every heart a love star shines
So please, please shine for mine and let me find my love.

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Years May Come

(howard houston)
Producer for bonnie: howard houston
Heartaches and so much pain
Cry out to you in vain
Ill keep my promises, oh darling
Dont let this sweet love die
So many reasons why
Ill keep my promises oh darling, oh yeah
Ill wait for you my sweet love
*years may come
And years may go
Still theres one thing that I know
That my heart is only beating
Just for you, darling
Only a fool would let you go
I will always love you so
For my heart is only waiting just for you
Time passes by so slow
With every hour I know
Ill keep my promises, sweet darling
The stories that you hear
Jealous words have no fear
Ill keep my promises, sweet darling, oh, oh
I adore you my, sweet love
*repeat
*repeat

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None of Which Satisfies...

You lie too much.
And cry too quick.
And this has shattered my feelings to bits.
You wish me to give.
As I from you take.
None of which satisfies...
Unless there is some conflict,
Introduced to deny.
To show you signs of my heartbreak.
Not me, not...
No!
That's been done.

You desire from me emotion.
To show and display with ease.
To allow you to discriminate...
To please and then to squeeze.
Not me, not...
No!
You lie too much.
And cry too quick.
And this has shattered my feelings to bits.
You wish me to give.
As I from you take.
None of which satisfies...
Unless there is some conflict,
Introduced to deny.
To show you signs of my heartbreak.
Not me, not...
No!
That's been done.
That's been done.
That's been done.
Not me, not...
No!
Not me not,
No!
Not me not now!

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Missing You, Mother..

I am searching for you everywhere,
But I haven't found you, though I am aware,
That I wouldn't find you, how much I cry,
And how hard and often I pray.
The warm body of yours became the past,
When you were separated from my life,
As the cold clouds disappear and
the scorching sun appears,
cruel destiny intruded in our life.
We are the clouds in everyone's life,
To protect them and shower them with love,
But you did not have that opportunity,
To shower us with love.
The bugs were eating you slowly.
You are the missing part during my growth,
You have become my guardian angel in a stroke,
Still I am searching for you in every mother, whom I see,
Sometimes I see you carrying the child with care,
Sometimes I observe you worrying too wide and far,
Sometimes I notice you protective of your brood,
But always I am missing you and searching for you until I die.

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You mustn't catch an angel

You mustn't catch an angel,
No matter how much you try,
I know you want to be protected,
But theres already one alive.

We mustn't catch an angel,
NO matter how much we cry,
We know we don't like being lonely,
But theres and angel by our-side.

I know you want to be loved,
I know you want faith,
Theres someone by our-side,
Even if were lonely or with our friends,
Theres always someone who will love us til the end.

We have an angel,
We also have a simple destiny,
A destiny to have the one they love.

Your angel is within us and our friends,
Our angel is also in God's protection,
But an angel is an angel no matter how small.

So you mustn't catch an angel,
No matter how much it is important,
Becauseyour angel is around you.

I would never catch an angel,
Even if I tried,
My angels are around me,
And I didn't have to try.

Angels are among us,
All you have to do is look,
The angel here,
Are the angels of you and me,
We are an angel to someone,
Just believe its true,
And you will see.

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The court of gentlemen

Some people had forgotten their dreams
Buried it into oblivion deep within
Some people killed their lives
Keep it silence let their wisdom fly
Some people live life’s a destiny
Build name and ride in fame
with obscurity in them’
Some people let go of their spirit of vitality
And chose to live life of’ miserably;

How many of these people cannot find
The reason of loving without leaving
their self-dying
And what else they can do
so much for cry and end up to sigh,
How many of these people who watch the sky
but cannot find nor see the heavens
And what else they can pray
knee after knee on plea but only to die,
How many of these people live justly
but cannot find life’s beauty only cruelty
And what else they can hope for
after the long day of labor for prosperity

Some people will ask the same question
But cannot find the same answer
Some people will not bother for this inquiry
But cannot put aside the pain of reality
Some people may find time and reflect ‘bout it
But still cannot grasp what life has to say


(Ormoc City, Phil.2003)

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Goddess of Pain

Oh Goddess
Of Pain
What will I do
Without you
Everyday
You bless me
With the feeling of pain
You make me hurt
Every single day
Do you like to
Hurt me so much
With all the pain
You give me
You tear my heart
Apart so much
I cant stand it
I try to stitch it
Back together
But you dont want
That to happen
So you just tear open
My new heart
Sometimes I wonder
If what you give me
Is not a gift
I wonder
If it is
A curse
That you pledge on me
I dont know
What I shall do
With you watching me
Every single day
Making my life
Miserable then ever
Some pain is good
But I have one little question
Just for you
Will you please
Let up a little bit
From all the pain you give me
I cant take it
Anymore
So please
Just think about it
And hopefully
Youll understand
I am just human
That is not the strongest
In the world
So like I said
Please
Just think about it
I know I will
Be thinking about it
Hoping that you understand
Because it hurts so much
I cry myself
To sleep every night
Wanting the pain to go away
I feel very tired
Right now
So I am going to go
And cry myself to sleep
Wanting you
The Goddess of Pain
To take away
All the pain
You have given me
From day after day

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Dont Say Its Too Late

It doesnt take much to learn
When the bridges that you burn
Leave you stranded feeling alone
It doesnt take much to cry
When youre living in a lie
And deceiving that someone who cares
If I could turn back the time
I would put you first in my life
And I would risk it all for you
To prove my love is true
Ill build a wall around my heart
That would only break a part for you
Can change the way I feel
So tell me whats the deal
Dont say
Dont say its too late
And now
The hills are getting hard to climb
Im runnin out of time
My decisions are pending on you
And I will accept the blame
For burnin out the flame
Hoping the story will twist once again
If I could turn back the time
I would put you first in my life
And I would risk it all for you
To prove my love is true
Ill build a wall around my heart
That would only break a part for you
Can change the way I feel
So tell me whats the deal
Dont say
Dont say its too late
Now im
Layin it all on the line
For you
And I would risk it all for you
To prove my love is true
Ill build a wall around my heart
That would only break a part for you
Can change the way I feel
So tell me whats the deal
Dont say
Dont say its too late

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Looking Back

Looking back
It killed me on inside
I stayed at closed doors
I wish there are things that I can change
I realized why we act way we do
We didn't communicated enough
We keep hurting each other
We keep fighting
We can't let each other go
Our love for each other was so deep
We don't want to lose the one we love the most
When relationships get worst, it never gets better
We make the same mistakes every time
We didn't trust each other
Everything went wrong
At end we are not together anymore
I don't want to fight these battles anymore
I never get sleep anymore
I am not who I used to be
Love hurts so much
I cry so much
I felt so worthless
I keep forgiving you
I stay around
I frown so much
We grow apart
We can never get back love we once had
That was it
I see light at end of tunnel
I went on to doing better things
We went our separate ways
Nothing left to do
All this pain gone away
I have grown up so much
These are things that I left behind
I can't give our relationship another try
I'm afraid you will damaged me more,
It be same thing over and over, and
Our relationship stays right where is
There nothing you can do to provide to me that you change
I'm not that girl anymore
Looking back

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Lifes A Great Big Mystery Show

Went downtown just to be a martyr
But a telephone pole beat me to it
It was covered in barbed wire
Saw a little boys white teeth
Like wild horses encaged by an iron string
Oh god...does not feel good unless he bleeds
And daily crucifictions are hung up on street signs
They use all sorts of names
Hope they never use mine
These consonants and vowels
That cannot scream nor howl
Only just hang around
Oh god...howd things get so turned around
And in the office building
9 to 5 goes on trial
The man is startin to crack
But the ceiling stones smile
And the boss comes in
To see what fragile things
His dull and pointless tongue can tear
Oh god...he combed over a baldspot with a bit of hair
Cause everybody needs
Somebody else to blame
They cant curse themselves
They take their doctors name in vain
Theyd rather jump through hoops
And theraputic groups
Than in their own minds delve
Oh god...why dont we believe in ourselves
Sometimes
I think
Life is just a movie
And these
Strangers
Are folks we really know
Sit back
Relax
Enjoy some popcorn
Lifes a great big mystery show
Saw tiny faces that are tattered and torn
But theres paint upon the mansion that is hardly worn
Id like to go inside
But why I dont know
As though I could peel the paint
And feed it to the poor
Oh god...cant live like this anymore
My landlord..no...
My neighbor is as tolerant as a feeding shark
But they tell me that her bite is much better than her bark
She goes ramblin on
From dusk until dawn
Sayin I should try bein like her sometime
Oh god...think somethins died inside her mind
Cause
Sometimes...
Lifes a great big mystery show

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From confusion to Fusion’s Conclusion

FROM CONFUSION TO FUSION'S CONCLUSION
When a couple once spliced starts to split
what becomes of bright eyes starry lit,
of the promises made
wedding white knight, fair maid?
Why the torments and turning of spit?

For its seldom of common accord
that relationships once by the board
fall like flies in Iraq
with a vengeance lies stark,
leaving victims hog tied with tight cord.

“You’ll be happier far than before”
says the hypocrite running for door,
but the one once adored
feels the turn of the sword,
as regrets close all bets, shaken core.

When one, after years of neglect, -
which itself shows gross lack of respect -
announces departure
to far greener pasture,
the forsaken awakens abject.

To whom ultimatum would try
role reversal respond then the lie –
either present or past, -
will thus surface at last:
retaining clear conscience break tie!

Provocation as means to a break up
is vocation the guilty oft take up,
but the hurt which occurs
from the cur’s bite incurs
much frustration, too much for a make up.

Should blackmail replace hearts that flirted
underlining half-truths often skirted,
with contempt treat vile threat, -
though pain’s hard to forget –
once bitten, twice shy, stays alerted!

Though joy’s memories seem to ring clear,
they, reviewed with true hindsight appear
as betrayal or worse
masquerade, bitter curse,
of lost time spent in bond insincere.

Yet perhaps it is better to learn
sooner rather than later – who churn
on the inside for years,
hiding heartbreak and tears,
self-respect question, challenge, then spurn.

A word for the children dismayed
by stability, love, lost, waylayed,
with loyalties split,
no survival kit writ
can compensate feelings betrayed.

Is it better to dwell as a hermit -
procreation by passionless permit -
with a surrogate sire,
sperming stipend for hire?
which avoids an emotional thermit.

In order to banish exclusion
don’t bank all your hopes on illusion
start from mutual hope,
then progress to shared scope, -
from confusion to fusion’s conclusion.

5 November 2006
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Italian In England, The

That second time they hunted me
From hill to plain, from shore to sea,
And Austria, hounding far and wide
Her blood-hounds thro' the country-side,
Breathed hot and instant on my trace,---
I made six days a hiding-place
Of that dry green old aqueduct
Where I and Charles, when boys, have plucked
The fire-flies from the roof above,
Bright creeping thro' the moss they love:
---How long it seems since Charles was lost!
Six days the soldiers crossed and crossed
The country in my very sight;
And when that peril ceased at night,
The sky broke out in red dismay
With signal fires; well, there I lay
Close covered o'er in my recess,
Up to the neck in ferns and cress,
Thinking on Metternich our friend,
And Charles's miserable end,
And much beside, two days; the third,
Hunger o'ercame me when I heard
The peasants from the village go
To work among the maize; you know,
With us in Lombardy, they bring
Provisions packed on mules, a string
With little bells that cheer their task,
And casks, and boughs on every cask
To keep the sun's heat from the wine;
These I let pass in jingling line,
And, close on them, dear noisy crew,
The peasants from the village, too;
For at the very rear would troop
Their wives and sisters in a group
To help, I knew. When these had passed,
I threw my glove to strike the last,
Taking the chance: she did not start,
Much less cry out, but stooped apart,
One instant rapidly glanced round,
And saw me beckon from the ground.
A wild bush grows and hides my crypt;
She picked my glove up while she stripped
A branch off, then rejoined the rest
With that; my glove lay in her breast.
Then I drew breath; they disappeared:
It was for Italy I feared.

An hour, and she returned alone
Exactly where my glove was thrown.
Meanwhile came many thoughts: on me
Rested the hopes of Italy.
I had devised a certain tale
Which, when 'twas told her, could not fail
Persuade a peasant of its truth;
I meant to call a freak of youth
This hiding, and give hopes of pay,
And no temptation to betray.
But when I saw that woman's face,
Its calm simplicity of grace,
Our Italy's own attitude
In which she walked thus far, and stood,
Planting each naked foot so firm,
To crush the snake and spare the worm---
At first sight of her eyes, I said,
``I am that man upon whose head
``They fix the price, because I hate
``The Austrians over us: the State
``Will give you gold---oh, gold so much!---
``If you betray me to their clutch,
``And be your death, for aught I know,
``If once they find you saved their foe.
``Now, you must bring me food and drink,
``And also paper, pen and ink,
``And carry safe what I shall write
``To Padua, which you'll reach at night
``Before the duomo shuts; go in,
``And wait till Tenebr begin;
``Walk to the third confessional,
``Between the pillar and the wall,
``And kneeling whisper, _Whence comes peace?_
``Say it a second time, then cease;
``And if the voice inside returns,
``_From Christ and Freedom; what concerns
``The cause of Peace?_---for answer, slip
``My letter where you placed your lip;
``Then come back happy we have done
``Our mother service---I, the son,
``As you the daughter of our land!''

Three mornings more, she took her stand
In the same place, with the same eyes:
I was no surer of sun-rise
That of her coming. We conferred
Of her own prospects, and I heard
She had a lover---stout and tall,
She said---then let her eyelids fall,
``He could do much''---as if some doubt
Entered her heart,---then, passing out,
``She could not speak for others, who
``Had other thoughts; herself she knew:''
And so she brought me drink and food.
After four days, the scouts pursued
Another path; at last arrived
The help my Paduan friends contrived
To furnish me: she brought the news.
For the first time I could not choose
But kiss her hand, and lay my own
Upon her head---``This faith was shown
``To Italy, our mother; she
``Uses my hand and blesses thee.''
She followed down to the sea-shore;
I left and never saw her more.

How very long since I have thought
Concerning---much less wished for---aught
Beside the good of Italy,
For which I live and mean to die!
I never was in love; and since
Charles proved false, what shall now convince.
My inmost heart I have a friend?
However, if I pleased to spend
Real wishes on myself---say, three---
I know at least what one should be.
I would grasp Metternich until
I felt his red wet throat distil
In blood thro' these two hands. And next,
---Nor much for that am I perplexed---
Charles, perjured traitor, for his part,
Should die slow of a broken heart
Under his new employer. Last
---Ah, there, what should I wish? For fast
Do I grow old and out of strength.
If I resolved to seek at length
My father's house again, how scared
They all would look, and unprepared!
My brothers live in Austria's pay
---Disowned me long ago, men say;
And all my early mates who used
To praise me so---perhaps induced
More than one early step of mine---
Are turning wise: while some opine
``Freedom grows license,'' some suspect
``Haste breeds delay,'' and recollect
They always said, such premature
Beginnings never could endure!
So, with a sullen ``All's for best,''
The land seems settling to its rest.
I think then, I should wish to stand
This evening in that dear, lost land,
Over the sea the thousand miles,
And know if yet that woman smiles
With the calm smile; some little farm
She lives in there, no doubt: what harm
If I sat on the door-side bench,
And, while her spindle made a trench
Fantastically in the dust,
Inquired of all her fortunes---just
Her children's ages and their names,
And what may be the husband's aims
For each of them. I'd talk this out,
And sit there, for an hour about,
Then kiss her hand once more, and lay
Mine on her head, and go my way.

So much for idle wishing---how
It steals the time! To business now.

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The Italian in England

That second time they hunted me
From hill to plain, from shore to sea,
And Austria, hounding far and wide
Her blood-hounds thro' the country-side,
Breathed hot and instant on my trace,--
I made six days a hiding-place
Of that dry green old aqueduct
Where I and Charles, when boys, have plucked
The fire-flies from the roof above,
Bright creeping thro' the moss they love:
--How long it seems since Charles was lost!
Six days the soldiers crossed and crossed
The country in my very sight;
And when that peril ceased at night,
The sky broke out in red dismay
With signal fires; well, there I lay
Close covered o'er in my recess,
Up to the neck in ferns and cress,
Thinking on Metternich our friend,
And Charles's miserable end,
And much beside, two days; the third,
Hunger overcame me when I heard
The peasants from the village go
To work among the maize; you know,
With us in Lombardy, they bring
Provisions packed on mules, a string
With little bells that cheer their task,
And casks, and boughs on every cask
To keep the sun's heat from the wine;
These I let pass in jingling line,
And, close on them, dear noisy crew,
The peasants from the village, too;
For at the very rear would troop
Their wives and sisters in a group
To help, I knew. When these had passed,
I threw my glove to strike the last,
Taking the chance: she did not start,
Much less cry out, but stooped apart,
One instant rapidly glanced round,
And saw me beckon from the ground.
A wild bush grows and hides my crypt;
She picked my glove up while she stripped
A branch off, then rejoined the rest
With that; my glove lay in her breast.
Then I drew breath; they disappeared:
It was for Italy I feared.

An hour, and she returned alone

Exactly where my glove was thrown.
Meanwhile came many thoughts: on me
Rested the hopes of Italy.
I had devised a certain tale
Which, when 'twas told her, could not fail
Persuade a peasant of its truth;
I meant to call a freak of youth
This hiding, and give hopes of pay,
And no temptation to betray.
But when I saw that woman's face,
Its calm simplicity of grace,
Our Italy's own attitude
In which she walked thus far, and stood,
Planting each naked foot so firm,
To crush the snake and spare the worm--
At first sight of her eyes, I said,
"I am that man upon whose head
They fix the price, because I hate
The Austrians over us: the State
Will give you gold--oh, gold so much!
If you betray me to their clutch,
And be your death, for aught I know,
If once they find you saved their foe.
Now, you must bring me food and drink,
And also paper, pen and ink,
And carry safe what I shall write
To Padua, which you'll reach at night
Before the duomo shuts; go in,
And wait till Tenebrae begin;
Walk to the third confessional,
Between the pillar and the wall,
And kneeling whisper, Whence comes peace?
Say it a second time, then cease;
And if the voice inside returns,
From Christ and Freedom; what concerns
The cause of Peace?--for answer, slip
My letter where you placed your lip;
Then come back happy we have done
Our mother service--I, the son,
As you the daughter of our land!"

Three mornings more, she took her stand

In the same place, with the same eyes:
I was no surer of sun-rise
Than of her coming. We conferred
Of her own prospects, and I heard
She had a lover--stout and tall,
She said--then let her eyelids fall,
"He could do much"--as if some doubt
Entered her heart,--then, passing out

"She could not speak for others, who
Had other thoughts; herself she knew,"
And so she brought me drink and food.
After four days, the scouts pursued
Another path; at last arrived
The help my Paduan friends contrived
To furnish me: she brought the news.
For the first time I could not choose
But kiss her hand, and lay my own
Upon her head--"This faith was shown
To Italy, our mother; she
Uses my hand and blesses thee."
She followed down to the sea-shore;
I left and never saw her more.

How very long since I have thought

Concerning--much less wished for--aught
Beside the good of Italy,
For which I live and mean to die!
I never was in love; and since
Charles proved false, what shall now convince
My inmost heart I have a friend?
However, if I pleased to spend
Real wishes on myself--say, three--
I know at least what one should be.
I would grasp Metternich until
I felt his red wet throat distil
In blood thro' these two hands. And next,
--Nor much for that am I perplexed--
Charles, perjured traitor, for his part,
Should die slow of a broken heart
Under his new employers. Last
--Ah, there, what should I wish? For fast
Do I grow old and out of strength.
If I resolved to seek at length
My father's house again, how scared
They all would look, and unprepared!
My brothers live in Austria's pay
--Disowned me long ago, men say;
And all my early mates who used
To praise me so-perhaps induced
More than one early step of mine--
Are turning wise: while some opine
"Freedom grows license," some suspect
"Haste breeds delay," and recollect
They always said, such premature
Beginnings never could endure!
So, with a sullen "All's for best,"
The land seems settling to its rest.
I think then, I should wish to stand
This evening in that dear, lost land,
Over the sea the thousand miles,
And know if yet that woman smiles
With the calm smile; some little farm
She lives in there, no doubt: what harm
If I sat on the door-side bench,
And, while her spindle made a trench
Fantastically in the dust,
Inquired of all her fortunes--just
Her children's ages and their names,
And what may be the husband's aims
For each of them. I'd talk this out,
And sit there, for an hour about,
Then kiss her hand once more, and lay
Mine on her head, and go my way.

So much for idle wishing--how

It steals the time! To business now.

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