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'Tis Said, That Some Have Died For Love

'Tis said, that some have died for love:

And here and there a churchyard grave is

found

In the cold north's unhallowed ground,

Because the wretched man himself had

slain,

His love was such a grievous pain.

And there is one whom I ve years have

nown!

He dwells alone

"pon Helvellyn's side:

He loved##the pretty Bar$ara died!

And thus he maes his moan:

 Three years had Bar$ara in her grave $een

laid

%hen thus his moan he made:

&h, move, thou (ottage, from $ehind that

oa)

r let the aged tree uprooted lie,

 That in some other way yon smoe

*ay mount into the sy)

 The clouds pass on! they from the heavens

depart.

I loo##the sy is empty space!

I now not what I trace!

But when I cease to loo, my hand is on myheart.

&h) what a weight is in these shades) +e

leaves,

 That murmur once so dear, when will it

cease

 +our sound my heart of rest $ereaves,

It ro$s my heart of peace.

 Thou Thrush, that singest loud##and loud and

free,

Into yon row of willows -it,

"pon that alder sit!

r sing another song, or choose another

tree.

&oll $ac, sweet ill) $ac to thy mountain#

$ounds,

And there for ever $e thy waters chained)

/or thou dost haunt the air with sounds

 That cannot $e sustained!

If still $eneath that pine#tree's ragged $ough

Headlong yon waterfall must come,

h let it then $e dum$)

Be anything, sweet ill, $ut that which thou

art now.

&Thou 0glantine, so $right with sunny

showers,

1roud as a rain$ow spanning half the vale,

 Thou one fair shru$, oh) shed thy -owers,

And stir not in the gale.

/or thus to see thee nodding in the air,

 To see thy arch thus stretch and $end,

 Thus rise and thus descend,##

2istur$s me till the sight is more than I can

dear.&

 The *an who maes this feverish complaint

Is one of giant stature, who could dance03uipped from head to foot in iron mail.

Ah gentle 4ove) if ever thought was thine

 To store up indred hours for me, thy face

 Turn from me, gentle 4ove) nor let me wal

%ithin the sound of 0mma's voice, nor now

5uch happiness as I have nown to#day.

%illiam %ordsworth

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Still I Rise

 +ou may write me down in history

%ith your $itter, twisted lies,

 +ou may tread me in the very dirt

But still, lie dust, I'll rise.

2oes my sassiness upset you

%hy are you $eset with gloom

'(ause I wal lie I've got oil wells

1umping in my living room.

 6ust lie moons and lie suns,

%ith the certainty of tides,

 6ust lie hopes springing high,

5till I'll rise.

2id you want to see me $roen

Bowed head and lowered eyes

5houlders falling down lie teardrops.

%eaened $y my soulful cries.

2oes my haughtiness o7end you

2on't you tae it awful hard

'(ause I laugh lie I've got gold mines

2iggin' in my own $ac yard.

 +ou may shoot me with your words,

 +ou may cut me with your eyes,

 +ou may ill me with your hatefulness,

But still, lie air, I'll rise.

2oes my se8iness upset you

2oes it come as a surprise

 That I dance lie I've got diamonds

At the meeting of my thighs

ut of the huts of history's shame

I rise

"p from a past that's rooted in pain

I rise

I'm a $lac ocean, leaping and wide,

%elling and swelling I $ear in the tide.

4eaving $ehind nights of terror and fear

I rise

Into a day$rea that's wondrously clear

I rise

Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,

I am the dream and the hope of the slave.

I rise

I rise

I rise.

*aya Angelou

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If - Poem by Rudyard Kipli!

If you can eep your head when all a$out you

Are losing theirs and $laming it on you!

If you can trust yourself when all men dou$t

you,

But mae allowance for their dou$ting too:

If you can wait and not $e tired $y waiting,

r, $eing lied a$out, don't deal in lies,

r $eing hated don't give way to hating,

And yet don't loo too good, nor tal too

wise!

If you can dream###and not mae dreams

your master!

If you can thin###and not mae thoughts

your aim,If you can meet with Triumph and 2isaster

And treat those two impostors 9ust the

same:.

If you can $ear to hear the truth you've

spoen

 Twisted $y naves to mae a trap for fools,

r watch the things you gave your life to,

$roen,

And stoop and $uild'em up with worn#out

tools!

If you can mae one heap of all your

winnings

And ris it on one turn of pitch#and#toss,

And lose, and start again at your $eginnings,

And never $reathe a word a$out your loss:

If you can force your heart and nerve and

sinew

 To serve your turn long after they are gone,

And so hold on when there is nothing in you

08cept the %ill which says to them: &Hold

on)&

If you can tal with crowds and eep your

virtue,

r wal with ings###nor lose the common

touch,

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurtyou,

If all men count with you, $ut none too much

If you can ll the unforgiving minute

%ith si8ty seconds' worth of distance run,

 +ours is the 0arth and everything that's in it,

And###which is more###you'll $e a *an, my

son)

udyard ipling

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