Quotes about height, page 13
I Call It Hell
They fell into the place called Hell,
Its height fell into an abyss and drowned in disbelief;
Its width collapsed from the barrage of fireballs,
As its flame grew in betrayal and colour.
This tiny planet has warmth compared to the dance
Inside this Hell that we earn for the bitter tasks we take.
They fell as we did inside a minute,
Hours sped by to congratulate fire and warmth,
Our maidens or humanoids connected to falling,
International calls inflamed their being.
My height touched the television of hope,
Offering my praise for the heavenly swings
And the music forbidden to the artistic few,
Those from the downward struggles feared
A little evil that swindled the space of mates
And advanced husbands.
Women can complete the deal that consumed the sums
Of corpses collected with their secure minds,
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poem by Naveed Akram
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On a fateful day, an unlucky time
On a fateful day, an unlucky time,
Unannounced, it may happen thus:
Stifling, blacker still than a monastery
Utter madness descends on us.
Bitter frost. The night, as a decency,
Is observing the icy cold.
In an armchair, the ghost mumbles on and on,
Still the same, in his winter coat.
And the branch outside, and the parquet floor,
And his cheek, and the poker's shade-
All are shot with repentance and sleepiness
Of the blizzard that raved night and day.
Now the night is calm. Bright and frosty night.
Like a puppy suckling, still blind,
With the whole of their darkness-the palisade
Drinks the sparkle of stars through the pines.
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poem by Boris Pasternak
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View From The Top Of Black Comb
THIS Height a ministering Angel might select:
For from the summit of BLACK COMB (dread name
Derived from clouds and storms!) the amplest range
Of unobstructed prospect may be seen
That British ground commands:--low dusky tracts,
Where Trent is nursed, far southward! Cambrian hills
To the south-west, a multitudinous show;
And, in a line of eye-sight linked with these,
The hoary peaks of Scotland that give birth
To Tiviot's stream, to Annan, Tweed, and Clyde:--
Crowding the quarter whence the sun comes forth
Gigantic mountains rough with crags; beneath,
Right at the imperial station's western base
Main ocean, breaking audibly, and stretched
Far into silent regions blue and pale;--
And visibly engirding Mona's Isle
That, as we left the plain, before our sight
Stood like a lofty mount, uplifting slowly
(Above the convex of the watery globe)
Into clear view the cultured fields that streak
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poem by William Wordsworth
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Between lines
I failed to read between lines
Time was running out and not fine
I was to loose whatever was in possession
It was soon to do away with wrong obsession
You always think of time when it was clicking fast
Everything seemed fine with no doubts to cast
Time and tide to favour more and last
Spreading influence over the areas vast
Tempo was running high with sun’s shine
Merry making and end with club’s wine
Soon felt it was out of tune when crumbled under weight
It was first sign to loose prestige and height
Wealth and wine search company of women
Think of deadliest combination and bad omen
What more to expect when one seals the fate?
To retrieve the steps and correct may be very late
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poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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John Mitchel
I.
DEAD, with his harness on him:
Rigid and cold and white,
Marking the place of the vanguard
Still in the ancient fight.
The climber dead on the hill-side,
Before the height is won:
The workman dead on the building,
Before the work is done!
O, for a tongue to utter
The words that should be said—
Of his worth that was silver, living,
That is gold and jasper, dead!
Dead—but the death was fitting:
His life, to the latest breath,
Was poured like wax on the chart of right,
And is sealed by the stamp of Death!
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poem by John Boyle O'Reilly
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The Hills Of Youth
Once, on the far blue hills,
Alone with the pine and the cloud, in those high still places;
Alone with a whisper of ferns and a chuckle of rills,
And the peat-brown pools that mirrored the angels’ faces,
Pools that mirrored the wood-pigeon’s grey-blue feather,
And all my thistledown dreams as they drifted along;
Once, oh, once, on the hills, thro’ the red-bloomed heather
I followed an elfin song.
Once, by the wellsprings of joy,
In the glens of the hart’s-tongue fern, where the brooks came leaping
Over the rocks, like a scrambling bare-foot boy
That never had heard of a world grown old with weeping;
Once, thro’ the golden gorse (do the echoes linger
In Paradise woods, where the foam of the may runs wild?)
I followed the flute of a light-foot elfin singer,
A god with the eyes of a child.
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poem by Alfred Noyes
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The Subdued Editor
Pope-choker Pixley sat in his den
A-chewin' upon his quid.
He thought it was Leo Thirteen, and then
He bit it intenser, he did.
The amber which overflew from the cud
Like rivers which burst out of bounds
'Twas peculiar grateful to think it blood
A-gushin' from Papal wounds.
A knockin' was heard uponto the door
Where some one a-waitin' was.
'Come in,' said the shedder of priestly gore,
Arrestin' to once his jaws.
The person which entered was curly of hair
And smilin' as ever you see;
His eyes was blue, and uncommon fair
Was his physiognomee.
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poem by Ambrose Bierce
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Aurobindo-8-Savitri-Book -1
An appreciation on Savitri-
Book I The Book of Beginnings-
canto-4-The Secret Knowledge
Words within inverted commas are Aurobindo's
Beyond, beyond amid the limitless a path lit
The king was so high on his eminent height
'On a height he stood that looked towards greater heights'
Inclined to transience 'a deathbound littleness' we are
'Immortal our forgotten vastnesses
Await discovery in our summit selves'
Aware and beware how many in us of that..
Only 'a shapeless memory lingers' in our looking within
'In the oblivious field of mortal mind,
Revealed to the closed prophet eyes of trance
'The signals of eternity'in silent inward questing
'It is the origin and the master-clue,
A silence overhead, an inner voice,
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poem by Indira Renganathan
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To The Napoleon Column
When with gigantic hand he placed,
For throne on vassal Europe based.
That column's lofty height,
Pillar, in whose dread majesty,
In double immortality,
Glory and bronze unite!
Ay, when he built it that some day
Discord or war their course might stay,
Or here might break their car;
And in our streets to put to shame
Pygmies that bear the hero's name
Of Greek and Roman war,—
It was a glorious sight. The world
His hosts had trod, with flags unfurled,
In veteran array;
Kings fled before him, forced to yield;
He, conqueror on each battle-field,
Their cannon bore away.
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poem by Victor Hugo
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The Cloud Confines
The day is dark and the night
To him that would search their heart;
No lips of cloud that will part
Nor morning song in the light:
Only, gazing alone,
To him wild shadows are shown,
Deep under deep unknown
And height above unknown height.
Still we say as we go,--
"Strange to think by the way,
Whatever there is to know,
That shall we know one day."
The Past is over and fled;
Nam'd new, we name it the old;
Thereof some tale hath been told,
But no word comes from the dead;
Whether at all they be,
Or whether as bond or free,
Or whether they too were we,
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poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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