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* Ode To The Nightengale* ~ John Keats

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I was so mad today. I just wanted to put my thoughts to words:- My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains
My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,
Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk:
โ€˜Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,
But being too happy in thine happiness,โ€”
That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees
In some melodious plot
Of beechen green, and shadows numberless,
Singest of summer in full-throated ease.

Aught, for a draught of vintage! that hath been
Coolโ€™d a long age in the deep-delved earth,
Tasting of Flora and the country green,
Dance, and Provenรงal song, and sunburnt mirth!
O for a beaker full of the warm South,
Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene,
With beaded bubbles winking at the brim,
And purple-stained mouth;
That I might drink, and leave the world unseen,
And with thee fade away into the forest dim:

Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget
What thou among the leaves hast never known,
The weariness, the fever, and the fret
Here, where men sit and hear each other groan;
Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last gray hairs,
Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin, and dies;
Where but to think is to be full of sorrow
And leaden-eyed despairs,
Where Beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes,
Or new Love pine at them beyond to-morrow.

Away! away! for I will fly to thee,
Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards,
But on the viewless wings of Poesy,
Though the dull brain perplexes and retards:
Already with thee! tender is the night,
And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne,
Clusterโ€™d around by all her starry Fays;
But here there is no light,
Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown
Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.

I cannot see what flowers are at my feet,
Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs,
But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet
Wherewith the seasonable month endows
The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild;
White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine;
Fast fading violets coverโ€™d up in leaves;
And mid-Mayโ€™s eldest child,
The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine,
The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves.

Darkling I listen; and, for many a time
I have been half in love with easeful Death,
Callโ€™d him soft names in many a mused rhyme,
To take into the air my quiet breath;
Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
In such an ecstasy!
Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vainโ€”
To thy high requiem become a sod.

Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird!
No hungry generations tread thee down;
The voice I hear this passing night was heard
In ancient days by emperor and clown:
Perhaps the self-same song that found a path
Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home,
She stood in tears amid the alien corn;
The same that oft-times hath
Charmโ€™d magic casements, opening on the foam
Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.

Forlorn! the very word is like a bell
To toll me back from thee to my sole self!
Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well
As she is famโ€™d to do, deceiving elf.
Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades
Past the near meadows, over the still stream,
Up the hill-side; and now โ€˜tis buried deep
In the next valley-glades:
Was it a vision, or a waking dream?
Fled is that music:โ€”Do I wake or sleep?

* Ode To The Nightengale* ~ John Keats
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American President in History

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American President in History
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    KINDNESS

    Time to laugh for a change

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    Hello Friends

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    Alexander

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    Alexander Malichenko Up this green woodland-ride letโ€™s softly rove,
    And list the nightingaleโ€” she dwells just here.
    Hush ! let the wood-gate softly clap, for fear
    The noise might drive her from her home of love ;
    For here Iโ€™ve heard her many a merry yearโ€”
    At morn, at eve, nay, all the live-long day,
    As though she lived on song. This very spot,
    Just where that old-manโ€™s-beard all wildly trails
    Rude arbours oโ€™er the road, and stops the wayโ€”
    And where that child its blue-bell flowers hath got,
    Laughing and creeping through the mossy railsโ€”
    There have I hunted like a very boy,
    Creeping on hands and knees through matted thorn
    To find her nest, and see her feed her young.
    And vainly did I many hours employ :
    All seemed as hidden as a thought unborn.
    And where those crimping fern-leaves ramp among
    The hazelโ€™s under boughs, Iโ€™ve nestled down,
    And watched her while she sung ; and her renown
    Hath made me marvel that so famed a bird
    Should have no better dress than russet brown.
    Her wings would tremble in her ecstasy,
    And feathers stand on end, as โ€™twere with joy,
    And mouth wide open to release her heart
    Of its out-sobbing songs. The happiest part
    Of summerโ€™s fame she shared, for so to me
    Did happy fancies shapen her employ ;
    But if I touched a bush, or scarcely stirred,
    All in a moment stopt. I watched in vain :
    The timid bird had left the hazel bush,
    And at a distance hid to sing again.
    Lost in a wilderness of listening leaves,
    Rich Ecstasy would pour its luscious strain,
    Till envy spurred the emulating thrush
    To start less wild and scarce inferior songs ;
    For while of half the year Care him bereaves,
    To damp the ardour of his speckled breast ;
    The nightingale to summerโ€™s life belongs,
    And naked trees, and winterโ€™s nipping wrongs,
    Are strangers to her music and her rest.
    Her joys are evergreen, her world is wideโ€”
    Hark! there she is as usualโ€” letโ€™s be hushโ€”
    For in this black-thorn clump, if rightly guest,
    Her curious house is hidden. Part aside
    These hazel branches in a gentle way,
    And stoop right cautious โ€˜neath the rustling boughs,
    For we will have another search to day,
    And hunt this fern-strewn thorn-clump round and round ;
    And where this reeded wood-grass idly bows,
    Weโ€™ll wade right through, it is a likely nook :
    In such like spots, and often on the ground,
    Theyโ€™ll build, where rude boys never think to lookโ€”
    Aye, as I live ! her secret nest is here,
    Upon this white-thorn stump ! Iโ€™ve searched about
    For hours in vain. There! put that bramble byโ€”
    Nay, trample on its branches and get near.
    How subtle is the bird ! she started out,
    And raised a plaintive note of danger nigh,
    Ere we were past the brambles ; and now, near
    Her nest, she sudden stopsโ€” as choking fear,
    That might betray her home. So even now
    Weโ€™ll leave it as we found it : safetyโ€™s guard
    Of pathless solitudes shall keep it still.
    See there! sheโ€™s sitting on the old oak bough,
    Mute in her fears ; our presence doth retard
    Her joys, and doubt turns every rapture chill.
    Sing on, sweet bird! may no worse hap befall
    Thy visions, than the fear that now deceives.
    We will not plunder music of its dower,
    Nor turn this spot of happiness to thrall ;
    For melody seems hid in every flower,
    That blossoms near thy home. These harebells all
    Seem bowing with the beautiful in song ;
    And gaping cuckoo-flower, with spotted leaves,
    Seems blushing of the singing it has heard.
    How curious is the nest ; no other bird
    Uses such loose materials, or weaves
    Its dwelling in such spots : dead oaken leaves
    Are placed without, and velvet moss within,
    And little scraps of grass, and, scant and spare,
    What scarcely seem materials, down and hair ;
    For from menโ€™s haunts she nothing seems to win.
    Yet Nature is the builder, and contrives
    Homes for her childrenโ€™s comfort, even here ;
    Where Solitudeโ€™s disciples spend their lives
    Unseen, save when a wanderer passes near
    That loves such pleasant places. Deep adown,
    The nest is made a hermitโ€™s mossy cell.
    Snug lie her curious eggs in number five,
    Of deadened green, or rather olive brown ;
    And the old prickly thorn-bush guards them well.
    So here weโ€™ll leave them, still unknown to wrong,
    As the old woodlandโ€™s legacy of song.

    Kindness

    Coffee

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    Today I am sitting here thinking of the past, thinking of who I used to be, the mistakes I have made and person I thought I had to be.

    See, for the past 40 years I have been living a lie. Only a handful of people truly know the real Jason.

    I have been confused as to who I needed to be in life and let my insecurities and the opinions of others pave the path for me, which has lead me to live an unhappy life on the inside while trying to live a happy life in the eyes of others on the outside.

    There have been many times where I have been in a deep dark hole of helplessness not knowing how or where to go. I have never felt that I have belonged. I have hidden the fact that I am a caring, sensitive, gental and emotional man. I have been ashamed of these attributes because I thought I had to be the typical stereotype male who is strong and doesnt show emotion. Thats not me

    I have always felt that I was different, that I was the person standing in the corner of the room. This is something that I could never understand and had a huge impact on my life. I was never happy within and constantly felt that something was wrong with me.

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    That world that I lived in where I felt trapped is lifting. I can see hope in the horizon. I am HAPPY, energised, focused and I can finally think clear thoughts.

    For the first time ever I have the confidence to show the world who I truly am without feeling ashamed. I have the confidence to stand tall and be proud of myself.

    I am beginning to love the person who I am becoming, the true ME is shinning

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    Four weeks ago I would have never written this post, I would never opened up because I was scare to become vulnerable because someone might hate upon me

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    What I have to say to that person is that there is hope. There is something that can pull you from that dark place, something that can create happiness within.

    I know because its happened to me

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    YOU ARE A VAN GOGH OR KEATS!

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    If you see a Van Gogh landscape
    And go into raptures about it
    You rise to the same level of dear Vincent
    For he painted it, not for himself
    But, for you and only for you

    If you read Ode on a Grecian Urn
    Tinged with excitement of the moment
    And run in circles, overcome by the feeling
    You have become another Keats, in spirit
    In appreciation, and romance.
    For dear John rose to the heights of poesy
    Not for his sake, but for you and only you.

    The same is true of all great creative endeavors.

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    Yesterday

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    If you love
    Ever let it be
    Love for loveโ€™s sake
    And for nothing else.

    Scattered hearts
    All over the world
    Aching, longing
    For true love
    Pining for the lover
    A warm hug
    Tender kiss on the lips
    Life enriched
    Lives changed
    And charged with meaning
    .
    True love is rare,
    Hard to come by
    And if you ever love
    Let it always be
    The truest love
    Or not love at all.

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