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Keep It Real and Often Stimulated

You want to keep it real and often stimulated.
No need to keep it on the downlow and degraded.
You ought to feel within yourself you are elated.
And then don't drag around behind you your mistakes,
You've made.

You want to keep it real and often stimulated.
No need to keep it on the downlow and degraded.
You ought to feel within yourself you are elated.
And then don't drag around behind you your mistakes,
You've made.

You want to keep it real and often stimulated.
That love.
No need to keep it on the downlow and degraded.
That love.
You ought to feel within yourself you are elated.
With love.
And then don't drag around behind you your mistakes,
You've made.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Pleasures of Hope

Part I.

At summer eve, when Heaven's ethereal bow
Spans with bright arch the glittering bills below,
Why to yon mountain turns the musing eye,
Whose sunbright summit mingles with the sky ?
Why do those clifts of shadowy tint appear
More sweet than all the landscape smiling near ?—
'T is distance lends enchantment to the view,
And robes the mountain in its azure hue.
Thus, with delight, we linger to survey
The promised joys of life's unmeasured way;
Thus, from afar, each dim-discovered scene
More pleasing seems than all the past hath been,
And every form, that Fancy can repair
From dark oblivion, glows divinely there.
What potent spirit guides the raptured eye
To pierce the shades of dim futurity ?
Can Wisdom lend, with all her heavenly power,
The pledge of Joy's anticipated hour ?

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poem by Thomas Campbell
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Oh nature

Oh! Nature, oh! Nature, so degraded and polluted
More than ever,
Why can’t you be green and green forever,

Those complacency of breezes and complaisance ale,
Chirping of birds, diving of fishes sailing the soul,
Fruits they feed, those shades relieving from troubling ail,
One place witnesses scorching sun and another hail,
Either condition so dumb and so pale,

for worldly things all are yearning,
Experiencing disaster like global warming,
Will open Pandora’s box without warning,
Leaving happy, innocent faces, crying.
Being your lover reviving you is thing I desired,

Oh! Nature, oh! Nature, so degraded and polluted
More than ever,
Soon will witness an era of being green and green forever.

poem by Rahul Singh Parihar
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Even In The Midst Of It

What now can be said to those led to believe...
To have and to flaunt,
Would bring them a life other's wished.
And this would be envied with jealousy!
The kind of jealousy that brought to them,
An ego lift!

But then a foundation,
Crumbles from under their feet.
Not only do they realize they've been lied to...
But they've been used as part of the deceit.
This was not the plan!
Or was it?
To become degraded like this?
Upon these stolen lands?

And these same folks for most of their lives,
Have been taught to look down from upturned noses...
While they welcomed crooks into their homes,
To hoodwink them.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Themes of Self Patheticness

Most of their lives they have degraded themselves.
Looked down upon their neighbors.
And desrespected their children...
By offering them a life deplete of discipline.

Today these same people,
Share grief and sorrow!
All claiming to have faith.
These same people pray in their temples...
To come out of them,
With nothing positive to say.

And yet...
With their 'down-to-Earth' outlooks,
Most of their lives they have degraded themselves.
Believing such ignorance,
Would produce floral bouquets from garbage they discard.
And remaining hopeful success would come to be bestowed.

'What about us?

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Scr

There will be a uniting of states.
There will be a shakedown coming...
To break away from past mistakes.
There will be a declaration made,
That brings the constitution...
Out of areas that have been shaded.
And degraded by those who interpretated it...
To fit their needs,
While the majority of people have been ignored...
By thieves,
And their deceitful misdeeds.

There will be a united nation done!
Many will not accept,
What for them comes.
The future is more global,
Than anytime before.
And those with beliefs they are superior over others...
Will see an increase of less division.
As their racist tactics will end.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Borough. Letter XV: Inhabitants Of The Alms-House. Clelia

WE had a sprightly nymph--in every town
Are some such sprights, who wander up and down;
She had her useful arts, and could contrive,
In Time's despite, to stay at twenty-five; -
'Here will I rest; move on, thou lying year,
This is mine age, and I will rest me here.'
Arch was her look, and she had pleasant ways
Your good opinion of her heart to raise;
Her speech was lively, and with ease express'd,
And well she judged the tempers she address'd:
If some soft stripling had her keenness felt,
She knew the way to make his anger melt;
Wit was allow'd her, though but few could bring
Direct example of a witty thing;
'Twas that gay, pleasant, smart, engaging speech,
Her beaux admired, and just within their reach;
Not indiscreet, perhaps, but yet more free
Than prudish nymphs allow their wit to be.
Novels and plays, with poems old and new,
Were all the books our nymph attended to;

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poem by George Crabbe
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Tale IX

EDWARD SHORE.

Genius! thou gift of Heav'n! thou light divine!
Amid what dangers art thou doom'd to shine!
Oft will the body's weakness check thy force,
Oft damp thy vigour, and impede thy course;
And trembling nerves compel thee to restrain
Thy nobler efforts, to contend with pain;
Or want (sad guest!) will in thy presence come,
And breathe around her melancholy gloom:
To life's low cares will thy proud thought confine,
And make her sufferings, her impatience, thine.
Evil and strong, seducing passions prey
On soaring minds, and win them from their way,
Who then to Vice the subject spirits give,
And in the service of the conqu'ror live;
Like captive Samson making sport for all,
Who fear'd their strength, and glory in their fall.
Genius, with virtue, still may lack the aid
Implored by humble minds, and hearts afraid;

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poem by George Crabbe
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Tale XVI

THE CONFIDANT.

Anna was young and lovely--in her eye
The glance of beauty, in her cheek the dye:
Her shape was slender, and her features small,
But graceful, easy, unaffected all:
The liveliest tints her youthful face disclosed;
There beauty sparkled, and there health reposed;
For the pure blood that flush'd that rosy cheek
Spoke what the heart forbade the tongue to speak,
And told the feelings of that heart as well,
Nay, with more candour than the tongue could tell.
Though this fair lass had with the wealthy dwelt,
Yet like the damsel of the cot she felt;
And, at the distant hint or dark surmise,
The blood into the mantling cheek would rise.
Now Anna's station frequent terrors wrought,
In one whose looks were with such meaning fraught,
For on a Lady, as an humble friend,
It was her painful office to attend.

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poem by George Crabbe
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The more humanity advances, the more it is degraded.

quote by Gustave Flaubert
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