Why fear death? Just because you know the song will end, is that any reason not to listen?
I'll publish, right or wrong: Fools are my theme, let satire be my Song.lord byron
I sing the hymn of the conquered, who fell in the battle of life, The hymn of the wounded, the beaten who died overwhelmed in the strife; Not the jubilant Song of the victors for whom the resounding acclaim Of nations was lifted in chorus whose brows wore the chaplet of fame, But the hymn of the low and the humble, the weary, the broken in heart, Who strove and who failed, acting bravely a silent and desperate part.william wetmore story
Once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her Song .william shakespeare
I'm too depressed to go on, You'll be sorry when I'm gone.Blink-182
Tori Amos had a major influence on how I craft words in a Song. Until I heard 'Little Earthquakes' all my lyrics used really obvious analogies like rain for tears.Hal Sparks
Sweet bird! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear; Thou hast no sorrow in thy Song, No winter in thy year.john logan
Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same Song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that oft-times hath Charm’d magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.john keats
There was a time in this fair land when the railroad did not run And the wild majestic mountains stood alone against the sun Long before the white man and long before the wheel When the green dark forest was too silent to be real... Oh! The Song of the future has been sung All the battles have been won On the mountain tops we stand All the world at our command We have opened up the soil with our teardrops and our toilgordon lightfoot
Only reapers, reaping early In among the bearded barley, Hear a Song that echoes cheerly From the river winding clearly, Down to towered Camelot.Tennyson
His goodness stands approved,Unchanged from day to day;I'll drop my burden at His feet,And bear a Song away.Philip Doddridge
I just wanted to pay tribute to him and talk about the situation." When asked if it was a conscious thing to give an eastern flavor to the Song, Sheik says "Definitely... I know that he was, like, a big fan of Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan and he was listening to a lot of that kind of music. There's also just a really mournful quality to that kind of string playing." Sheik says, "I wanted to send him off and say a few things about how much his music moved me and other people.jeff buckley
When Siddhartha listened attentively to this river , to the Song of a thousand voices ; when he did not listen to the sorrow or laughter , when he did not bind his soul to any one particular voice and absorb it in his Self, but heard them all, the whole, the unity; then the great Song of a thousand voices consisted of one word: Om perfection.hermann hesse
At its zenith in the middle of the 15th Century Timbuktu was known all over the world as a repository for all sorts of knowledge, including Arabic Islamic writing, science, maths and history. What is so important about Timbuktu's literary patrimony is that it is a challenge to Western ideas that Africa is a land of Song and dance and oral tradition. It reveals a continent with an immensely rich literary and scientific heritage.
Samjukta Panigrahi along with her guru Kelucharan Mahapatra, is credited with reviving the all but extinct Odissi dance, an ancient Indian performance form from Orissa state. Odissi is solo form that combines music, Song and a style of dance that includes a rich choreography with mudra hand gestures similar to those in other Indian genres such as Kathakali and pantomimic movement to convey complex narratives of love, personnel sacrifice and humankind’s relations to the gods.
Yes, sing the Song of the orange-tree, With its leaves of velvet green: With its luscious fruit of sunset hue, The fairest that ever were seen; The grape may have its bacchanal verse, To praise the fig we are free; But homage I pay to the queen of all, The glorious orange-tree.J. K. Hoyt
From every place below the skiesThe grateful Song, the fervent prayer,—The incense of the heart, —may riseTo heaven, and find acceptance there.john pierpont
I recall this sergeant's informing me and my "room-mates" of this rather deplorable fact the army didn't have any official, excuse me, didn't have no official Song and suggested that we work on this in our copious free time.tom lehrer