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Poetry
« on: February 03, 2014, 03:59:30 pm »
Post lyrics of poems you like as I will do now.

Loreena McKennitt - Lullaby :

O for a voice like thunder, and a tongue
To drown the throat of war! - When the senses
Are shaken, and the soul is driven to madness,
Who can stand?

When the souls of the oppressed
Fight in the troubled air that rages, who can stand?

When the whirlwind of fury comes from the
Throne of god, when the frowns of his countenance
Drive the nations together, who can stand?

When Sin claps his broad wings over the battle,
And sails rejoicing in the flood of Death;
When souls are torn to everlasting fire,
And fiends of Hell rejoice upon the slain.

O who can stand? O who hath caused this?
O who can answer at the throne of God?
The Kings and Nobles of the Land have done it!
Hear it not, Heaven, thy Ministers have done it!
Vae Victis - suffering to the conquered

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Re: Poetry
« Reply #1 on: February 03, 2014, 10:35:31 pm »
If any question why we died
Tell them, because our fathers lied.

- Rudyard Kipling

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Re: Poetry
« Reply #2 on: February 04, 2014, 09:47:29 am »
If any question why we died
Tell them, because our fathers lied.

- Rudyard Kipling

Could you tell me more background of this quote? I could google to check but I would like to see what you say about this. It seems pretty interesting but when he say "lied", what exactly he is reffering to?
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Re: Poetry
« Reply #3 on: February 04, 2014, 10:19:29 am »
My favourate poem:
Quote from: true friends
Best friends stick together till the end,
They are like a straight line that will not bend.
They trust each other forever,
No matter if you're apart you are together.
They can be your hero and save the day,
They will never leave your side they are here to
stay.
They help you up when you fall,
Your true friends are best of all.

This isn't really my favourate poem but my favourate poem isn't in English either. So,
My secrets have secrets...

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Re: Poetry
« Reply #4 on: February 04, 2014, 01:07:11 pm »
Resenove, this is pretty nice poem. I love poems related to friends, friendship. Thanks for sharing that poem (cookie jump in your jar xD). Now, poem I also like:
The Willow Maid by Erutan:

A young man walked through the forest, with his quiver and hunting bow. He heard a young girl singing, and followed the sound below. There he found the maiden, who lives in the willow. He called to her as she listened, from a ring of toadstools red. 'Come with me my maiden, come from thy willow bed' She looked at him serenely and only shook her head.

'See me now, a ray of light in the moondance. See me now, I cannot leave this place. Hear me now, a strain of song in the forest. Don't ask me, to follow where you lead.'

A young man walked through the forest, with a flower and coat of green. His love had hair like fire, her eyes an emerald sheen. She wrapped herself in beauty, so young and so serene. He stood there under the willow, and he gave her the yellow bloom. 'Girl my heart you've captured, oh I would be your groom.' She said she'd wed him never, not near, nor far, nor soon.

A young man walked through the forest, with an axe sharp as a knife. I'll take the green-eyed fairy, and she shall be my wife. With her I'll raise my children, with her I'll live my life. The maiden wept when she heard him, when he said he'd set her free. He took his axe and used it, to bring down her ancient tree. 'Now your willow's fallen, now you belong to me.'

She followed him out the forest, and collapsed upon the earth. her feet had walked but a distance, from the green land of her birth. She faded into a flower, that would bloom for one bright eve. He could not take from the forest, what was never meant to leave.
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Re: Poetry
« Reply #5 on: February 05, 2014, 01:09:09 pm »
Could you tell me more background of this quote? I could google to check but I would like to see what you say about this. It seems pretty interesting but when he say "lied", what exactly he is reffering to?

Kipling's son tried to join the military during World War 1 but due to his poor eyesight he failed two medical examinations. Kipling was a lifelong friend of Lord Roberts who was the commander-in-chief of the British Army and at Kipling's request, Lord Roberts accepted Kipling's son into the Irish Guards. He was sent to the Battle of Loos where he died and many believe that the two line poem was Kipling expressing his guilt at his son's death.

Some also believe that it shows Kipling's disgust at British leaders for not learning the lessons of the Boer War and the lies told by the British Army that they were ready for war with Germany when they were not.

I also take it as a universal message of how older generations start wars which the young have to fight.

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Re: Poetry
« Reply #6 on: February 05, 2014, 01:15:00 pm »
Wow. It's amazing how one sentence can be so powerful and with such history. Thanks for sharing this, truly amazing!
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Re: Poetry
« Reply #7 on: February 05, 2014, 03:57:10 pm »
Wow. It's amazing how one sentence can be so powerful and with such history. Thanks for sharing this, truly amazing!

No problem. I studied WW1 poetry and other literature during my English Literature classes and a lot of it was very powerful but this one to me is one of the best because it is the shortest and simplest one, just two lines yet so powerful.

I could dig up some more of my favourite WW1 poetry for this thread.

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Re: Poetry
« Reply #8 on: February 05, 2014, 04:46:12 pm »
Yes, please. I am very interested now xD
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