poetry

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You gave me the key to your heart

You gave me the key to your heart, my love;
Then why do you make me knock?
"Oh, that was yesterday, saints above;
Last night I changed the lock!"
-- John Boyle O'Reilly (1844-1890

Pray, and all your sins are hooked upon the sky.

Pray, and all your sins are hooked upon the sky.
Pray, and the heathen lie will disappear.
Prayers, they hide the saddest views,
Believing the strangest things, Loving the alien.
-- David Bowie

Ah, pray no mistake

Ah, pray no mistake, We are not shy; We're very wide awake The Moon and I. -- Sir William Schwenck Gilbert

The Moon like a flower

The Moon like a flower
In heaven's high bower,
with silent delight,
sits and smiles on the night.
-- William Blake

Quick now

Quick now, here now, always- A condition of complete simplicity (costing not less than everything) And all shall be well All manner of things shall be well When the tongues of flame are in-folded Into the crowned knot of fire and the fire and rose are one. -- T.S. Eliot , 'Little Gidding'

When you're lying awake with a dismal headache

When you're lying awake with a dismal headache
And repose is taboo'd by anxiety,
I conceive you may use any language you choose
To indulge in without impropriety.
-- W.S. Gilbert

hear how the bells

hear how the bells sweet silver bells all seem to say throw cares away -- Carol of the Bells

Brush up your Shakespeare

Brush up your Shakespeare,
Start quoting him now,
Brush up your Shakespeare
And the women you will wow.
-- Cole Porter

Halfway up the stairs is the stair where I sit

Halfway up the stairs is the stair where I sit, There isn't any other stair quite like it. It's not at the bottom, It's not at the top, but this is the stair where I always stop.

If of thy mortal goods thou art bereft

If of thy mortal goods thou art bereft,
And of thy slender store two loaves alone are left,
Sell one, and with the dole
Buy hyacinths to feed thy soul.
-- Sadie

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