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Furth Again
YE'RE hardly hame till furth again' It's buckle the brogues an' fare To the wearimost ends o' the earth again, An' the wark that is waitin' there. Ye are keen to gang, but it's lane an' lang Lies ever the ootwith track, An' its guid to mind there are frien's behind Aye wishin ye well,--an back.
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Two O'Clock
Night after night goes by: and clocks still chime And stars are changing pattrns in the dark And watches tick, and over-puissant Time Benumbs the eager brain. The dogs that bark, The trains that roar and rattle in the night, The very cats that prowl, all quiet find And leave the darkness empty, silent quite: Sleep comes to chloroform the fretting mind.
So all things end: and what is left at last? Some scribbled sonnets tossed upon the floor, A memory of easy days gone past, A run-down watch, a pipe, some clothes we wore-- And in the darkened room I lean to know How her dreamless breath doth pause and flow.
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The Commercial Traveler
AH very sweet! If news should come to you Some afternoon while waiting for our eve, That the great Manager had made me leave To travel on some territory new; And that, whatever homeward winds there blew, I could not touch your hand again, nor heave The logs upon our hearth and bid you weave Some wistful tale before the flames that grew. . .
Then, when the sudden tears had ceased to blind Your pansied eyes, I wonder if you could Remember rightly, and forget aright? Remember just your lad, uncouthly good, Forgetting what he failed in spleen or spite? Could you remember him as always kind?
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'Tis The Last Rose of Summer
'TIS the last rose of Summer, Left blooming alone; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone; No flower of her kindred, No rosebud is nigh, To reflect back her blushes, Or give sigh for sigh!
I'll not leave thee, thou lone one, To pine on the stem; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go sleep thou with them. Thus kindly I scatter Thy leaves o'er the bed Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead.
So soon may I follow, When friendships decay, And from Love's shining circle The gems drop away! When true hearts lie withered, And fond ones are flown, Oh! who would inhabit This bleak world alone?
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The Minstrel Boy
THE minstrel boy to the war is gone, In the ranks of death you'll find him, His father's sword he has girded on, And his wild harp slung behind him. "Land of song!" said the warrior bard, "Though all the world betrays thee, One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard, One faithful harp shall praise thee!"
The minstrel fell!--but the foeman's chain Could not bring his proud soul under; The harp he loved ne'er spoke again, For he tore its cords asunder, And said, "No chain shall sully thee, Thou soul of love and bravery! Thy songs were made for the pure and free, They shall never sound in slavery!"
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The Harp That Once Through Tara's Halls
THE harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls As if that soul were fled. So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill is o'er And hearts that once beat high for praise Now feel that pulse no more!
No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of Tara swells; The chord alone that breaks at night Its tale of ruin tells. Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives Is when some heart indignant breaks, To show that still she lives.
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Oft in the Stilly Night
OFT in the stilly night, Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Mem'ry brings the light Of other days around me. The smiles, the tears, Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken, The eyes that shone, Now dimm'd and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken! Thus in the stilly night, Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Sad Mem'ry brings the light Of other days around me.
When I remember all The friends so linked together, I've seen around me fall, Like leaves in wintry weather; I feel like one Who treads alone Some banquet-hall, deserted, Whose lights are fled, Whose garlands dead, And all, but he, departed! Thus in the stilly night, Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Sad Mem'ry brings the light Of other days around me.
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(Har Qadam Tere Saath Rahon)
Terey her qadam key mey sath cahloun Her din her raat her lamha terey sath rahoun Too meri her sans mey khusboo bana rahey Zindagi jo yuen guzer rahi hey her pal derta houn Tujh sey biccherney key tassawer sey kanp uthta houn Khawish hey haal mazi bun jaiy mera Phir mey terey sath nai zindagi shuroo karoun Tujh sey milney key baad yeh dua hey meri Us jehan mey bhi mey terey sath rahoun...
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Mera Raz Sab Pay Aayaan Hogia Aray Mera Baat Kerna Geeraan Hogia Yeh Kesay Mera Raz Sab Pay Aayaan Hogia Chupaya ThaSab Say Tumhay Humnasheen Yeh Kia Mujh Say Sab Pay Bayaan Hogia Mudhosh Ker Raha Hai Tumara Qurb Aaiy Pari Mai Aisa Apnay Jisum-o-Jaan Main Fana Hogia Aanay Say Teray Aaee Thi Bahaar Humdum Jaa Nay Say Teray Mousam Khizaan Hogia Mujhay Douboota Raha Teri Aankhoo Ka Jaadu Bin Peeaiy Sharab Janum Mujh Pay Nashaa Hogia Barhtay Rahay Milaap Say Jazbaat Humaray Jesay Zameen-o-Assman Mai Aatish Bapa Hogia
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Tujhay sochon to kis tarah sochon, Tujhay tasawwor mein laon to kis tarah, Tujhay chahon to kis tarah chahon, Tujhay samnay laon to kis tarah, Kuch to rehem kar mere dil per, Yeh rota hai teri yaad mein kis tarah, Chahon tujh say hamesha baatein karna, Per haal-e-dil kahon to kis tarah, Kuch to sochna hoga mere baaray mein, Kia socha ! yeh janoo to mein kis tarah, Na dikha soorat apni awaz say karday aashna, Magar Izhar ! yeh hoga to kis tarah...
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Bhul se kabhi hame bhi yaad kiya karo, Bhul se kabhi hame bhi yaad kiya karo, Pyar nahi to shikayat kiya karo, itna bhi gair na samjho ki baat hi na kiya karo, phone nahi to sms hi kiya karo!
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The Monument Our elm began to die that spring, slowly.
Wanting stability in threat of change we ourselves searched all summer for a superlative glue, found it in our store of hardest ware, bought it dearly.
That fall our elm did die, slowly.
But we on variangled ladders refastened the fallen leaves with peerlessly permanent glue, then stood back and looked.
Still it stands: crisp, dead; cutting the winter wind.
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A Capital Trip We went for salmon, me and him, out past the last singing buoy, on a choppy sea, his wife aboard, too, of course; as crew, helpmeet, her feet in high sturdy boots, thick wool over all the rest. I had on my flowery dress, and like to froze till he gave me his coat, his big cozy jacket right off his back, when the wind whipped up to a real squall and rain fell hard on the slippery deck, rinsing my dainty hands. We went for salmon, came home with none, no fish in the hold, no wife in woolens, a successful trip, nevertheless, all told.
London_Girl
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What I want of you I want an infusion of your knowledge I want to converse with you from moon to moon I want to know what your desires are I want to understand your listening I want to eat your calmness I want to hum in the key of your music I want to feel the texture of your skin
I want to know how things are joined together for you and how set apart I want to taste the inside of your shell I want to see how Fibonacci works for you
I want to hold with tenderness your secret tragedies I want to make you realise what you didn’t know you knew I want to move you to tears I want you to be glad of the tears I move you to I want you to give me the courage to be unreasonable
WOWWWWW beautiful 
