A personal collection of my favorite poems, lyrics and movie quotes.
Poems, Lyrics, Quotes and Sonnets Sonnet 116 Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O, no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wand'ring bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error, and upon me prov'd, I never writ, nor no man ever lov'd. William Shakespeare(from the movie: Spellbound)
"The fault is not in our stars but in ourselves..." - Shakespeare(from the movie: The Arrival)
"A man's reach should exceed his grasp, or else what's Heaven for?"Robert Browning
(from the movie: Kind Hearts and Coronets)
"Kind Hearts are more than Coronets and simple faith than Norman blood."Alfred Lord Tennyson (1809-1892)
Paradise LostJohn Milton O Progeny of Heav'n, Empyreal Thrones, With reason hath deep silence and demurr Seis'd us, though undismaid: long is the way And hard, that out of Hell leads up to Light; Our prison strong, this huge convex of Fire, Outrageous to devour, immures us round Ninefold, and gates of burning Adamant Barr'd over us prohibit all egress. These past, if any pass, the void profound Of unessential Night receives him next Wide gaping, and with utter loss of being Threatens him, plung'd in that abortive gulf. If thence he scape into what ever world, Or unknown Region, what remains him less Then unknown dangers and as hard escape. But I should ill become this Throne, O Peers, And this Imperial Sov'ranty, adorn'd With splendor, arm'd with power, if aught propos'd And judg'd of public moment, in the shape Of difficulty or danger could deterre Me from attempting. Wherefore do I assume These Royalties, and not refuse to Reign, Refusing to accept as great a share Of hazard as of honour, due alike (Book II, Verse 430, page 54)(From the movie: Se7en [section in red])
THROUGH THE LOOKING-GLASSAND WHAT ALICE FOUND THERE by LEWIS CARROLL
There was a book lying near Alice on the table, and while she sat watching the White King (for she was still a little anxious about him, and had the ink all ready to throw over him, in case he fainted again), she turned over the leaves, to find some part that she could read, for it's all in some language I don't know, she said to herself. It was like this. YKCOWREBBAJ sevot yhtils eht dna ,gillirb sawT' ebaw eht ni elbmig dna eryg diD ,sevogorob eht erew ysmim llA .ebargtuo shtar emom eht dnA She puzzled over this for some time, but at last a bright thought struck her. Why, it's a Looking-glass book, of course! And if I hold it up to a glass, the words will all go the right way again. This was the poem the Alice read. JABBERWOCKY 'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. "Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch! He took his vorpal sword in hand: Long time the manxome foe he sought So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought. And as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came! One, two!! One, two!! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back.
"And has thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay! He chortled in his joy. 'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. It seems very pretty, she said when she had finished it, but it's rather hard to understand! (You see she didn't like to confess, ever to herself, that she couldn't make it out at all.) Somehow it seems to fill my head with ideasonly I don't exactly know what they are! However, somebody killed something. that's clear, at any rate
(The Jabberwock, illustrated by Sir John Tenniel)
Tweedledum and Tweedledee
What shall I repeat to her? said Tweedledee looking round at Tweedledum with great solemn eyes, and not noticing Alice's question. The walrus and the carpenter is the longest, Tweedledum replied, giving his brother an affectionate hug. Tweedledee began instantly: The sun was shining Here Alice ventured to interrupt him, If it's very long, she said, as politely as she could, would you please tell me first which road Tweedledee smiled gently, and began again: The sun was shining on the sea, Shining with all his might: He did his very best to make The billows smooth and bright And this was odd, because it was The middle of the night. The moon was shining sulkily, Because she thought the sun Had got no business to be there After the day was done "It's very rude of him, she said, To come and spoil the fun!" The sea was wet as wet could be, The sands were dry as dry. Your could not see a cloud, because No cloud was in the sky: No birds were flying over head There were no birds to fly. The Walrus and the Carpenter Were walking close at hand; They wept like anything to see Such quantities of sand: "If this were only cleared away, They said, "it would be grand!
"If seven maids with seven mops Swept it for half a year, Do you suppose, the Walrus said, "That they could get it clear? "I doubt it, said the Carpenter, And shed a bitter tear.
"O Oysters, come and walk with us!" The Walrus did beseech. "A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk, Along the briny beach: We cannot do with more than four, To give a hand to each. The eldest Oyster looked at him. But never a word he said: The eldest Oyster winked his eye, And shook his heavy head Meaning to say he did not choose To leave the oyster-bed. But four young oysters hurried up, All eager for the treat: Their coats were brushed, their faces washed, Their shoes were clean and neat And this was odd, because, you know, They hadn't any feet. Four other Oysters followed them, And yet another four; And thick and fast they came at last, And more, and more, and more All hopping through the frothy waves, And scrambling to the shore.
The Walrus and the Carpenter Walked on a mile or so, And then they rested on a rock Conveniently low: And all the little Oysters stood And waited in a row. "The time has come, the Walrus said, "To talk of many things; Of shoes and ships and sealing wax Of cabbages and kings And why the sea is boiling hot And whether pigs have wings. "But wait a bit, the Oysters cried, "Before we have our chat; For some of us are out of breath, And all of us are fat! "No hurry!" said the Carpenter. They thanked him much for that.
"A loaf of bread, the Walrus said, Is what we chiefly need: Pepper and vinegar besides Are very good indeed Now if you're ready Oysters dear, We can begin to feed. "But not on us! the Oysters cried, Turning a little blue, "After such kindness, that would be A dismal thing to do! "The night is fine, the Walrus said "Do you admire the view? "It was so kind of you to come! And you are very nice! The Carpenter said nothing but "Cut us another slice: I wish you were not quite so deaf I've had to ask you twice! "It seems a shame, the Walrus said, "To play them such a trick, After we've brought them out so far, And made them trot so quick! The Carpenter said nothing but "The butter's spread too thick! "I weep for you, the Walrus said. "I deeply sympathize. With sobs and tears he sorted out Those of the largest size. Holding his pocket handkerchief Before his streaming eyes.
"O Oysters, said the Carpenter. "You've had a pleasant run! Shall we be trotting home again? But answer came there none And that was scarcely odd, because They'd eaten every one. I like the Walrus best, said Alice: because you see he was a little sorry for the poor oysters. He ate more than the Carpenter, though, said Tweedle-
dee. You see he held his handkerchief in front, so that the Carpenter couldn't count how many he took: contrariwise. That was mean! Alice said indignantly. Then I like the Carpenter best if he didn't eat so many as the Walrus. But he ate as many as he could get, said Tweedledum. This was a puzzler. After a pause, Alice began, Well! They were both very unpleasant characters
EPITAPH ON AN ARMY OF MERCENARIES
These, in the day when heaven was falling, The hour when earth's foundations fled, Followed their mercenary calling And took their wages and are dead. Their shoulders held the sky suspended; They stood, and earth's foundations stay; What God abandoned, these defended, And saved the sum of things for pay. Alfred Edward Housman
Invictus Out of the night which covers me Black as the pit from pole to pole I thank whatever Gods may be For my unconquerable soul In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced, nor cried out loud. Neith the blugeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds and shall find me unafraid. It matters not how straight the gate How charged with punishment the scroll I am the master of my fate. I am the captain of my soul. William Ernest Henley ______________________________
CONCORD HYMN By the rude bridge that arched the flood, Their flag to April's breeze unfurled. Here once the embattled farmers stood, And fired the shot heard 'round the world. The foe long since in silence slept; Alike the conquerer silent sleeps; And Time the ruined bridge has swept Down the dark stream which seaward creeps. On this green bank, by this soft stream, We set to-day a votive stone; That memory may their deeds re