OLD AGE DESPAIR
What good the golden hoard, the noble fame
Of heroes or the praise of younger Man?
The hand of Death makes Man but a mere name
And none may linger longer than the span
Of years which fickle Fate allots.
We start to die when we begin to live.
The ages pass and we and all our kin
Are dead and those who died can only give
Scant recompense for all we did. Oh! What a sin
To live at all. Our whole life rots!
Is there a God who looks upon our toil?
Does He not watch our progress and approve
Our every act? Are we but soil
That lie beneath this Earth never to move?
Man dies when he is dead and ties the knots
Around him in the silent graveyard plots.
Hugh L.M.Wyles 2003
Review: Raphaël Pichon Puts a Twist on Beethoven's Ninth
Raphaël Pichon led the Orchestra of St.
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man walking on road surrounded by trees covered by snow
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Werd yo
I'll let the mic go
And sew up my pants
Because theres a hole
And I have ugly feet
But I can rap to a beat
Ticky ticky sticky meat
Wikki wikki my name it earine it is no lie
You go against me and your goin to die
I'll kick you up and kick you down
When I'm done we'll see the clown
I'll throw you this little tune
And then I'll lick this baboon
Peace
Wikki wikki
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there are eyes on every face
so why do yours
make my heart race
why does your smile
light up my day
and then take all my pain away
what's more
why have those eyes I prize
never once looked into mine
every day I talk to you
but still you haven't got a clue
just how much love I feel for you
I want to do what you do for me
to share your pleasures and your pain
and wipe away your wounds with ease
I want to feel your tender touch
and hear your whispers in the dark
that turn all of my fears to dust
all alone here
lying in bed
thoughts of you pop in my head
fantasies of love so true
but I'll never get
what I want from you
realization tears me apart
tears slip down my cheeks
without even knowing, you broke my heart
Polarizing San Francisco Fountain Will Be Dismantled
“From a city that is supposed to be avant-garde, it’s a shame,” the sculpture’s 96-year-old artist said after the decision.
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, tags: Orange, Line, completition: 1963.
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, genre: landscape, style: Impressionism, gallery name: Tretyakov Gallery, Moscow, Russia, tags: houses-and-buildings, countryside, rivers-and-waterfalls, mills-and-windmills, forests-and-trees, Natural landscape, Tree, Water, completition: 1902.
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parked classic gray Ford Mustang during daytime
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black wooden church pew
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Beyond the Banana at New York's Auctions | Artnet News
Despite a viral banana that went for $6.
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