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Lord Robert

Tall and young and light of tongue,
Gallantly riding by wood and lea,
He was ware of a maiden fair
And turned and whispered, 'Remember me.'
(Oh Lord Robert, Lord Robert, Lord Robert,
Oh Lord Robert, 'tis I, 'tis I;
Under their feet where the cross-roads meet
Dost thou think I can lie and lie,
Lord Robert, Lord Robert, Lord Robert?)

Day by day she walks that way
Never hoping by wood or lea
To be ware of the stranger gay
Who turned and whispered, 'Remember me.'
(Oh Lord Robert, Lord Robert, Lord Robert,
Oh Lord Robert, 'tis I, 'tis I;
Under their feet where the cross-roads meet
Dost thou think I can lie and lie,
Lord Robert, Lord Robert, Lord Robert?

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poem by Sydney Thompson Dobell
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Lie Down

You got the smile of a monalisa,
Know it all an' giving nothing away.
You make the sins of a vestal virgin,
Look nothing more that a roll in the hay.
So lie down, i think i love you,
Lie down, i think i care.
Lie down, i think i love you,
Lie down, i think i care.
You give an air of the dolce vita,
Society's made a queen out of you.
Casanova couldn't take all your virtue,
But, rock 'n' roll is gonna steal it from you.
So lie down, i think i love you,
Lie down, i think i care.
Lie down, i think i love you,
Lie down, i think i care.
Come on, girl, it'll be alright,
Easy does it nice and slow.
Woah, you know, mama, that tonight's the night,
Come on and let your feelings show.

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song performed by Whitesnake
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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?

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poem by Robert Browning (1871)
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You Lie...And Yo Breath Stank

You lie and yo breath stank you lie and yo breath stank
Save your time don't give me that speech
And use that time to go brush your teeth
A good mouthwash would be a start
Cause your breath done smell like your mouth done a fart
You lie and yo breath stank
So bad it makes it hard to think
You lie and yo breath stank
Smells just like it's a septic tank
You lie and yo breath stank you lie and yo breath stank
Damn homeboy won't you chew on some gum
You smell like a mixture of chili dogs and rum
Don't be cheap and juts chew on a stick
Throw in the whole pack and chew on it quick
You lie and yo breath stank
So bad it makes it hard to think
You lie and yo breath stank
Rolls me over like a Sherman tank
You lie and yo breath stank you lie and yo breath stank
Open your mouth the whole room stunk

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song performed by Infectious Grooves
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter VII: Snowball

Liar says little lie
Little lie creates a lie
A lie creates some other lie
Some other lie creates bigger lie
Bigger lie becomes bigger bigger lie
Bigger bigger lie becomes very big lie
Very big lie becomes the biggest lie
The biggest lie finally eats the liar

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Self Healer

1, 2, 3, 4
When it feels like, when it feels like
Culture gets too much for me, I go , I go outside
Singing songs to alabys, singing songs to alabys,
Singing songs to alabys,
A song is a beautiful lie, a song is a beautiful lie
A song is a beautiful lie, a song is a beautiful lie
When it feels like, when it feels like
Culture gets too much for me, I go , I go outside
Singing songs to alabys, singing songs to alabys,
Singing songs to alabys,
A song is a beautiful lie, a song is a beautiful lie
A song is a beautiful lie, a song is a beautiful lie
When it feels like, when it feels like
Culture gets too much for me, I go , I go outside
Singing songs to alabys, singing songs to alabys,
Singing songs to alabys,
A song is a beautiful lie, a song is a beautiful lie
A song is a beautiful...
LIE

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song performed by Idlewild
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Naked Eye

You can come inside
Come into the naked eye
My only world falls in again
I see your face fall in again
Its so dark
I dont know your name
Its so dark
And I dont know your name
Only mirrors lie only mirrors lie now
Only mirrors lie only mirrors lie now
Through the needles eye
Through the needles eye now
Only mirrors lie
Lie lie
You can come inside
Come into the naked eye
Naked
Naked
I feel so high
Going up on the wall

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song performed by Simple Minds
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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

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poem by Robert Browning from The Ring and the Book
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The Lie

Go, soul, the body's guest,
Upon a thankless errand;
Fear not to touch the best;
The truth shall be thy warrant:
Go, since I needs must die,
And give the world the lie.

Say to the court, it glows
And shines like rotten wood;
Say to the church, it shows
What's good, and doth no good:
If church and court reply,
Then give them both the lie.

Tell potentates, they live
Acting by others' action;
Not loved unless they give,
Not strong but by a faction.
If potentates reply,
Give potentates the lie.

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poem by Sir Walter Raleigh
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Where the Dead Men Lie

Out on the wastes of the Never Never -
That's where the dead men lie!
There where the heat-waves dance forever -
That's where the dead men lie!
That's where the Earth's loved sons are keeping
Endless tryst: not the west wind sweeping
Feverish pinions can wake their sleeping -
Out where the dead men lie!

Where brown Summer and Death have mated -
That's where the dead men lie!
Loving with fiery lust unsated -
That's where the dead men lie!
Out where the grinning skulls bleach whitely
Under the saltbush sparkling brightly;
Out where the wild dogs chorus nightly -
That's where the dead men lie!

Deep in the yellow, flowing river -
That's where the dead men lie!

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poem by Barcroft Henry Thomas Boake
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