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2010

Confined Love by John Donne

Confined Love Some man unworthy to be possessor Of old or new love, himself being false or weak, Thought his pain and shame would be lesser If on womankind he might his anger wreak, And thence a law did grow, One might but one man know; But are other creatures so? Are Sun, Moon, or Stars by law forbidden To smile where they list, or lend away their light? Are birds divorced, or are they chidden If they leave their mate, or lie abroad a-night? Beasts do no jointures lose Though they new lovers choose, But we are made worse than those. Who e'er rigged fair ship to lie in harbours And not to seek new lands, or not to deal withal? Or built fair houses, set trees, and arbors, Only to lock up, or else to let them fall? Good is not good unless A thousand it possess, But dost waste with greediness. John Donne

2009

Nat King Cole | When I Fall In Love lyrics

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- artist: nat king cole (whose recording, if released As a single, did not chart) - doris days version hit #20 in 1952 and The lettermens went to # 7 in 1962 - words and music by edward heyman and victor young When I fall in love it will be forever Or Ill never fall in love In a restless world like this is Love is ended before its begun And too many moonlight kisses Seem to cool in the warmth of the sun When I give my heart it will be completely Or Ill never give my heart And the moment I can feel that you feel that way too Is when I fall in love with you. And the moment I can feel that you feel that way too Is when I fall in love with you.

Lulu - To Sir With Love Lyrics

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Those schoolgirl days, of telling tales and biting nails are gone, But in my mind, I know they will still live on and on, But how do you thank someone, who has taken you from crayons to perfume? It isn't easy, but I'll try, If you wanted the sky I would write across the sky in letters, That would soar a thousand feet high, To Sir, with Love The time has come, For closing books and long last looks must end, And as I leave, I know that I am leaving my best friend, A friend who taught me right from wrong, And weak from strong, That's a lot to learn, What, what can I give you in return? If you wanted the moon I would try to make a start, But I, would rather you let me give my heart, To Sir, with Love

2008

If I were tickled by the rub of love

If I were tickled by the rub of love, A rooking girl who stole me for her side, Broke through her straws, breaking my bandaged string, If the red tickle as the cattle calve Still set to scratch a laughter from my lung, I would not fear the apple nor the flood Nor the bad blood of spring. Shall it be male or female? say the cells, And drop the plum like fire from the flesh. If I were tickled by the hatching hair, The winging bone that sprouted in the heels, The itch of man upon the baby's thigh, I would not fear the gallows nor the axe Nor the crossed sticks of war. Shall it be male or female? say the fingers That chalk the walls with green girls and their men. I would not fear the muscling-in of love If I were tickled by the urchin hungers Rehearsing heat upon a raw-edged nerve. I would not fear the devil in the loin Nor the outspoken grave. If I were tickled by the lovers' rub That wipes away nor crow's-foot nor the lock Of sick old manhood on the fallen jaws, Time and the crabs and the sweethearting crib Would leave me cold as butter for the flies, The sea of scums could drown me as it broke Dead on the sweethearts' toes. This world is half the devil's and my own, Daft with the drug that's smoking in a girl And curling round the bud that forks her eye. An old man's shank one-marrowed with my bone, And all the herrings smelling in the sea, I sit and watch the worm beneath my nail Wearing the quick away. And that's the rub, the only rub that tickles. The knobbly ape that swings along his sex From damp love-darkness and the nurse's twist Can never raise the midnight of a chuckle, Nor when he finds a beauty in the breast Of lover, mother, lovers, or his six Feet in the rubbing dust. And what's the rub? Death's feather on the nerve? Your mouth, my love, the thistle in the kiss? My Jack of Christ, born thorny on the tree? The words of death are dryer than his stiff, My wordy wounds are printed with your hair. I would be tickled by the rub that is: Man be my metaphor.

2007

Mp3 @ pj indifference

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Interstellar Overdrive No Apology Blues Jam Moon Improv Going Home In the Coliseum I Got You Free at Last Someone Else Jam Paralyzed Jam Can't Help Falling in Love It's Ok Timeless Melody Back of Mind Jam Wash Face the Day U My Son is Slow Everyday Ziggy Stardust Crown of Thorns Don't Be Shy That Far Improv Heavy Metal Hits Yellow Ledbetter Tag Mix