Poetry & Song Lyrics - Our Favourite Lines

[quddusaliquddus]

Let's see what our favourite poetry and song lyrics are.

 

[marcus]

this is a favorite poem about the universe

sanctus, sanctus, sanctus
dominus deus Sabaoth
pleni sunt coeli et terra
gloria tua

as I hear it, the hebrew word Sabaoth (the heavenly host)
means the laws of physics, and the dominus deus is
nature itself


another poem about the universe:

to see a world in a grain of sand
and a heaven in a wild flower,
hold infinity in the palm of your hand
and eternity in an hour


another, about discovery

then felt I like some watcher of the skies
when a new planet swims into his ken
or like stout Cortez when, with eagle eyes,
he stared at the Pacific, and all his men
looked at each other with a wild surmise,
silent upon a peak in Darien

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and Ulysses' speech from the Inferno:

"frati," dissi, "chi per cento miglia
perigli siete giunti al occidente,
a questa tanto picciola vigilia

dei nostri sensi ch'e del rimanente
non volete negar l'esperienza
di retro al sol, del mondo senza gente

considerate le vostre semenza
fatti non foste a viver come brutti
ma per sequir virtute e conoscenza."

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[literal transl.:
brothers, I said, who through a myriad
dangers have reached the west,
to this too brief time remaining

when our senses are awake
do not deny experience
of the solar path and the unpeopled world

consider your roots
you were not made to live like animals
but to follow virtue and knowledge]

these are as I recall them, with
whatever mistakes of spelling (which in the case of
the Dante would probably be quite a few) and
punctuation

 

[Loren Booda]

My website, http://www.quantumdream.net, has three neat poems interspersed amongst the physics.

 

[Loren Booda]

quddusaliquddus and marcus,

The Odyssey by Homer is my choice for the all-time great poem, bridging primitive and modern, a superlative classic.

Modern harmonies beats out lyrics most anyday.

Whence cometh your nomen, quddusaliquddus?

 

[THANOS]

Nelly Furtado - Try

All I know
Is everything is not as it's sold
but the more I grow the less I know
And I have lived so many lives
Though I'm not old
And the more I see, the less I grow
The fewer the seeds the more I sow

Then I see you standing there
Wanting more from me
And all I can do is try
Then I see you standing there
Wanting more from me
And all I can do is try

I wish I hadn't seen all of the realness
And all the real people are really not real at all
The more I learn the more I cry
As I say goodbye to the way of life
I thought I had designed for me

Then I see you standing there
Wanting more from me
And all I can do is try
Then I see you standing there
I'm all I'll ever be
But all I can do is try
Try

All of the moments that already passed
We'll try to go back and make them last
All of the things we want each other to be
We never will be
And that's wonderful, and that's life
And that's you, baby
This is me, baby
And we are, we are, we are, we are
Free
In our love
We are free in our love

 

[THANOS]

Chantel Kreviazuk - Waiting

Well it all comes down to the things that I never even wanted
I should live my life without holding on to you
But its hard to see the sky through the clouds when its raining...
I know somewhere it's blue
Well it all comes down to the love that was never really given
I should've taken more than time to get the truth
And its hard to believe that you couldn't recognize my tears
I glued them on for you.
Waiting to fall apart
Waiting and it all comes down to you
When it all breaks down I won't be the one that's running
But under every rock and stone I try to hide
And it's hard to believe that behind this smile there are tears...
I hold them all inside
Waiting to fall apart
Waiting and it comes down
Waiting to fall apart
Waiting and it all comes down to you
I hear you calling, I know that voice
I hear you calling, I have no choice
I hear you calling, I know that voice
I hear you calling...
Waiting...
Well it all comes down to the things that I never even wanted
I should live my life without holding on to you
And it's hard to believe that you couldn't recognize my tears
I glued them on for you.
Waiting to fall apart
Waiting and it all comes down... To you.

 

[Polly]

I am definitely seeing you guys in a new light. Folk songs coming up next?

 

[quddusaliquddus]

Loren, I'm a bit rusty on my old-english ...
"Whence cometh your nomen, quddusaliquddus?" ?

And Polly ... go on ... you can smurk all you like, but when are we going to read your favourites? :D

 

[quddusaliquddus]

No ballad beats George Michael's "Careless Whispers" and "Jesus to a Child"

I'l assume we've all heard Careless Whispers;

Jesus to a Child:
=================================
Kindness In your eyes
I guess You heard me cry
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child

I'm blessed I know
Heaven sent And Heaven stole
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child

And what have I learned
From all this pain
I thought I'd never feel the same
About anyone
Or anything again

But now I know
When you find love
When you know that it exists
Then the lover that you miss
Will come to you on those cold, cold nights

When you've been loved
When you know it holds such bliss
Then the lover that you kissed
Will comfort you when there's no hope in sight

Sadness In my eyes
No one guessed
Or no one tried
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child

Loveless and cold
With your last breath
You saved my soul
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child

And what have I learned
From all these tears
I've waited for you all those years
And just when it began
He took your love away

But I still say
When you find love
When you know that it exists
Then the lover that you miss
Will come to you on those cold, cold nights

When you've been loved
When you know it holds such bliss
Then the lover that you kissed
Will comfort you when there's no hope in sight

So the words you could not say
I'll sing them for you
And the love we would have made
I'll make it for two

For every single memory
Has become a part of me
You will always be My love

Well I've been loved
So I know just what love is
And the lover that I kissed
Is always by my side

Oh the lover I still miss
Was Jesus to a child
=================================
...but it's really got to be heard to be appreciated
:D

 

[Loren Booda]

quddusaliquddus

"Whence cometh your nomen, quddusaliquddus"?

Where does your user name come from?

 

[quddusaliquddus]

It's not my real name. It's just what I read written on a piece of paper in front of me while I was choosing the login. It was "Quddus Ali" and I added the extra "Quddus" to make it a little bit more interesting.

Now...eh-hem... whence cometh your nomen, Loren Booda?

Why the question: Didn't you know how to pronounce it or something?

 

[Loren Booda]

Mine is my given name, believe it or not.

Yours sounded Latin; "ali" meaning "some," and "quod" meaning "that which."

 

[marcus]

Yours sounded Latin;...

It sounded a bit latin to me too.

I believe "aliquid" is the Latin word for "something" or "anything"

 

[Evo]

Excerpt from The Aeneid, Translated by Gavin Douglas 1513


THE FIRST BUIK OF ENEADOS CAP. XII
Eneas first excusis him, and syne
Addressis to rehers Troys rwyne.


1.12.1 Thai ceissit all at anis incontinent,
1.12.2 With mowthis clois, and visage takand tent.
1.12.3 Prince Eneas, frome the hie bed, with that,
1.12.4 Into his siege riall quhar he sat,
1.12.5 Begouth and said: Thi desyir, lady, is
1.12.6 Renewing of ontellable sorow, I wis,
1.12.7 To schaw how Grekis did spuilye and destroy
1.12.8 The greit riches and lamentable realm of Troy,
1.12.9 And huge misery quhilk I thair beheld,
1.12.10 Quharof myself ane greit part bair and feld;
1.12.11 Quhat Marmidon, or Gregion Dolopes,
1.12.12 Or knycht wageor to cruell Ulixes,
1.12.13 Sic materes to rehers, or yit to heir,
1.12.14 Mycht thaime contene fra weping mony ane teir?
1.12.15 And now the hevin ourquhelmis the donk nycht,
1.12.16 Quhen the declining of the sternis brycht
1.12.17 To sleip and rest perswades our appetite;
1.12.18 But sen thou he's sic plesour and delite
1.12.19 To knaw our chance, and fall of Troy in weir,
1.12.20 And schortlie the last end thairof wald heir,
1.12.21 Albeit my spreit abhorris, and doth grise
1.12.22 Thairon for to ramembir, and oft sise
1.12.23 Murnand eschewis thairfra with greit diseis,
1.12.24 Yit than I sall begyne yow for to pleis.

 

[quddusaliquddus]

Latin eh? ... lol ... I didn't know so many of you guys knew latin

 

[0TheSwerve0]

Elton John - I Want Love

I want love, but it's impossible
A man like me, so irresponsible
A man like me is dead in places
Other men feel liberated

I can't love, shot full of holes
Don't feel nothing, I just feel cold
Don't feel nothing, just old scars
Toughening up around my heart

But I want love, just a different kind
I want love, won't break me down
Won't brick me up, won't fence me in
I want a love that don't mean a thing
That's the love I want, I want love

I want love on my own terms
After everything I've ever learned
Me, I carry too much baggage
Oh man I've seen so much traffic

But I want love, just a different kind
I want love, won't break me down
Won't brick me up, won't fence me in
I want a love that don't mean a thing
That's the love I want, I want love

So bring it on, I've been bruised
Don't give me love that's clean and smooth
I'm ready for the rougher stuff
No sweet romance, I've had enough

A man like me is dead in places
Other men feel liberated

But I want love, just a different kind
I want love, won't break me down
Won't brick me up, won't fence me in
I want a love that don't mean a thing
That's the love I want, I want love

I want love, just a different kind
I want love, won't break me down
Won't brick me up, won't fence me in
I want a love that don't mean a thing
That's the love I want, I want love

 

[hypnagogue]

This isn't really a philosophical discussion. Moving to General Discussion.

 

[quddusaliquddus]

This isn't really a philosophical discussion. Moving to General Discussion.

Sorry about that hypnagogue.

 

[jimmy p]

Marillion - The Great Escape

Heading for the great escape
Heading for the rave
Heading for the permanent holiday

Heading for the winter trip
Heading for the slide
Heading for the dignified walk away

Heading for the open road
Goodbye to all that
Heading for the automatic overload

Standing in the open boat
Standing in the swing
Waiting for the ringing and the bright light

Waiting to be recognised
Quiet applause will do
They shower you with flowers when they bury you

You're holding on, you're holding on ...

Just when I thought I'd seen the last of you
You come here scratchin' at my door
Your pain and anger's in the howling dark
Of every corridor I walk

So tell me more about the love that you rejected
Tell me more about the trust you disrespected
I still don't know, why did you hurt the very one
Why did you hurt the very one that you should have protected?

Don't ask me why I'm doing this
You wouldn't understand
You're asking the wrong questions
You couldn't understand

A bridge is not a high place
The fifty-second floor
Icarus would know
A mountain isn't far to fall

When you've fallen from the moon

There's murder on the street
I'm ashes on the water now, somewhere far away

I have fallen, fallen from the moon


I like it a lot... can you guess the theme behind it though??


And an excerpt from the Union Underground's song "Natural High"

Forget the future, regret the past
No present tense is going to last.

 

[Janitor]

Gosh, I am so low-brow compared to the rest of you folks.

As a kid I heard a song by a South African folk group with a female lead singer that included this lyric, which always thrilled me for some reason that I can't put my finger on:

"It's a strange, strange world we live in, Master Jack.
You taught me all I know and I never looked back.
It's a very strange world and I thank you, Master Jack."

Speaking of Elton John, there is the part of his song "Benny and the Jets" that must have been saying, "She's got electric boots and mohair suits," but the closest that my adolescent brain could come to figuring out what he was singing was, "She's got electric boobs and mohair pubes," which I still think has some potential.

 

[anvil]

Favorite Poem:

she being Brand

-new;and you
know consequently a
little stiff i was
careful of her and(having

thoroughly oiled the universal
joint tested my gas felt of
her radiator made sure her springs were O.

K.)i went right to it flooded-the-carburetor cranked her

up,slipped the
clutch(and then somehow got into reverse she
kicked what
the hell)next
minute i was back in neutral tried and

again slo-wly;bare,ly nudg. ing(my

lev-er Right-
oh and her gears being in
A 1 shape passed
from low through
second-in-to-high like
greasedlightning)just as we turned the corner of Divinity

avenue i touched the accelerator and give

her the juice,good

(it

was the first ride and believe i we was
happy to see how nice she acted right up to
the last minute coming back down by the Public
Gardens i slammed on

the
internalexpanding
&
externalcontracting
brakes Bothatonce and

brought allofher tremB
-ling
to a:dead.

stand-
;Still)


- ee cummings



Favorite song lyrics: NOFX - The Decline (too long to post here)

 

[The_Professional]

I just heard this song for the first time and thought the lyrics are beautiful, the melody haunting, and the vocals dark and poetic.

Strange and Beautiful

I've been watching your world from afar,
I've been trying to be where you are,
And I've been secretly falling apart,
I'll see.
To me, you're strange and you're beautiful,
You'd be so perfect with me but you just can't see,
You turn every head but you don't see me.

I'll put a spell on you,
You'll fall asleep and I'll put a spell on you.
And when I wake you,
I'll be the first thing you see,
And you'll realize that you love me.

Sometimes, the last thing you want comes in first,
Sometimes, the first thing you want never comes,
And I know, the waiting is all you can do,
Sometimes...​

 

[Les Sleeth]

Contrasts

I laugh when I hear a fish in water is thirsty - Kabir


Come to the dinner gong
the table is laden high
fat bellies and hungry little ones
tuck your napkins in
and take your share
Some get the gravy
and some get the gristle
some get the marrow bone
and some get nothing
although there's plenty to spare.

I took my share down by the sea
paper plates and Javex bottles on the tide
seagulls come down
and they squawk at me
down where the water-skiers glide

Some turn to Jesus
and some turn to heroin
some turn to rambling 'round
looking for a clean sky
and a drinking stream
Some watch the paint peel off
some watch their kids grow up
some watch their stocks and bonds
waiting for that big deal
American Dream

I took my dream down by the sea
yankee yachts and lobster pots and sunshine
and logs and sails
and Shell Oil pails
Dogs and tugs and summertime
back in the banquet line
angry young people crying

Who let the greedy in
and who left the needy out
who made this salty soup
tell him we're very hungry now
for a sweeter fare
In the cookie I read
"Some get the gravy
and some get the gristle
some get the marrow bone
and some get nothing
though there's plenty to spare" - Joni Mitchell's song "Banquet" on the album "For the Roses"



If the right man preaches the wrong way, the way will follow the man and become right.

If the wrong man preaches the right way, the way will follow the man become wrong - Joshu

 

[Polly]

Sleeth, they are beautiful. But why can't I write something like that !

Pro-pro, they are beautiful too and very easy to relate to .

And Janitor you are just hopeless !

 

[marcus]

...
And now the hevin ourquhelmis the donk nycht,
Quhen the declining of the sternis brycht
To sleip and rest perswades our appetite;
But sen thou he's sic plesour and delite
To knaw our chance, and fall of Troy in weir,
And schortlie the last end thairof wald heir,
...

hey Evo, here's a literal translation as a check:

and now dank night overwhelms the heaven,
when the declining of the bright stars
to sleep and rest persuades our appetite;

but since thou hast such pleasure and delight
to know our chance, and fall of Troy in war,
and shortly the last end thereof would hear...

I did not know of Gavin Douglas or this 1513 translation of
the Aeneid. Glad you flagged it.

 

[Evo]

hey Evo, here's a literal translation as a check:

and now dank night overwhelms the heaven,
when the declining of the bright stars
to sleep and rest persuades our appetite;

but since thou hast such pleasure and delight
to know our chance, and fall of Troy in war,
and shortly the last end thereof would hear...

I did not know of Gavin Douglas or this 1513 translation of
the Aeneid. Glad you flagged it.

Did you translate that? I like his translation. I enjoy reading Middle English, I became fascinated with it when I was 11.

I forgot to post the link for the poem, it is just an excerpt though.

http://eir.library.utoronto.ca/rpo/display/poem708.html

 

[tribdog]

It's not my real name.

And the award for the "no duh" award goes too...

I believe "aliquid" is the Latin word for "something" or "anything"

I thought a liquid was what you called ice at room temperature.

 

[jimmy p]

Baa baa black sheep
have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir
Three bags full
One for the master,
One for the dame
And one for the little boy
Who lives down the lane.

 

[tribdog]

I live down the lane and have never had a bag of wool. I would like a bag of wool. Do they sell bags of wool at WalMart?