Quotes about sip, page 8
Caught In A Moment
Your stare swallows me
And I can hardly breathe
I feel it's dangerous,
Could be deadly
Somehow I'm willing to do the things you want
Take me in your arms
Spoon-feed my heart and
Drip by drip
I'll take it all
Sip by sip
I guess that it's
Make or break
Boy here and now
Chorus:
We're caught in a moment
And I won't let it go
I am falling deeper, losing my control
Involved in a feeling
Like the blink of an eye
And the silence it belongs to you and I
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song performed by Sugababes
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Sugar Honey Iced Tea
I woke up this morning and seen something bright
Was that you?
Then I heard a voice sound like birds outside
Was that you?
Well I bet you know
You're my sugar-honey-iced-tea baby
You're just as sweet as can be
Your mama must be made of sugar
Your daddy makes honey
And that's what makes sense to me oh!
Not sure if I was dreaming of you and I
Was that true? Oh I don't know
Smiling and squeezing in the bluest sky
Wasn't that true?
Well I bet you know
You're my sugar-honey-iced-tea baby
You're just as sweet as can be
Your mama must be made of sugar
Your daddy makes honey
And that's what makes sense to me oh!
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song performed by Kelis
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Arch Drive Goodbye
want to keep you from breaking
want to keep you from shaking
want to keep you from keeping you down
want to keep you from sinking
want to keep you from drinking sometimes
want to keep you from keeping you down
ringing in my head
all the things you said
all the things you've done
i wish i could compromise
but theres only one way to go
and i'm going alone(x2)
your self help bookshelf is full now
your pictures are about to be pulled down
without regard for a broken heart its another year
ringing in my head
all the things you said
all the things you've done
i wish i could compromise
but theres only one way to go
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song performed by Eve 6
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Brass Monkey
(chorus) brass monkey - that funky monkey
Brass monkey - junkie
That funky monkey
Got this dance thats more than real
Drink brass monkey - heres how you feel
Put your left leg down - your right leg up
Tilt your head back - lets finish the cup
M.c.a. with the bottle - d. rocks the can
Adrock gets nice with charlie chan
Were offered moet - we dont mind chivas
Wherever we go with bring the monkey with us
Adrock drinks three - mike d. is d.
Double r. foots the bill most definitely
I drink brass monkey and I rock well
I got a castle in brooklyn - thats where I dwell
(repeat chorus)
Cause I drink it anytime - and anyplace
When its time to get ill - I pour it on my face
Monkey tastes def when you pour it on ice
Come on yall its time to get nice
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song performed by Beastie Boys
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Lets Get Busy Baby
Dj jazzy jeff and the fresh prince
Mmm! say baby, you got some fries to go with that shake?
Ay what are you man? yo man, that is no way to talk to a woman man
Man! I =been= talkin to girls, man what are you talkin about?
That girl looks =good=
Man look, you just, you buggin man, you know what you said?
Okay, okay, alright, =you= show me how to talk to a lady
[fresh prince]
Aight, bet, uhh sweetheart?
Listen up toots I like your looks
I used to see girls like you in them girlie books
Im losin my mind, but its not lost yet
Id pay a thousand dollars just to see your sihlouette
Red is the roses color, blue is the violets
Heres my number baby, when you get home, dial it up
Ill be your man and you can be my lady
And you can come to my house, and we can get busy baby
Girl.. for..get about your boyfriend, hes nothin but a hassle
You can come with me and cold chill in my castle
Oh what a wonderful time it would be, imagine --
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The Birth of The War-God (Canto Third ) - The Death of Love
Is eager gaze the sovereign of the skies
looked full on Káma with his thousand eyes:
E'en such a gaze as trembling suppliants bend,
When danger threatens, on a mighty friend.
Close by his side, where Indra bade him rest,
The Love-God sate, and thus his lord addressed:
'All-knowing Indra, deign, my Prince, to tell
Thy heart's desire in earth, or heaven, or hell:
Double the favour, mighty sovereign, thou
Hast thought on Káma, O, command him now:
Who angers thee by toiling for the prize,
By penance, prayer, or holy sacrifice?
What mortal being dost thou count thy foe?
Speak, I will tame him with my darts and bow.
Has some one feared the endless change of birth,
And sought the path that leads the soul from earth?
Slave to a glancing eye thy foe shall bow,
And own the witchery of a woman's brow;
E'en though the object of thine envious rage
Were taught high wisdom by the immortal sage,
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poem by Kalidasa
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The Witch's frolic
[Scene, the 'Snuggery' at Tappington.-- Grandpapa in a high-backed cane-bottomed elbow-chair of carved walnut-tree, dozing; his nose at an angle of forty-five degrees,--his thumbs slowly perform the rotatory motion described by lexicographers as 'twiddling.'--The 'Hope of the family' astride on a walking-stick, with burnt-cork mustachios, and a pheasant's tail pinned in his cap, solaceth himself with martial music.-- Roused by a strain of surpassing dissonance, Grandpapa Loquitur. ]
Come hither, come hither, my little boy Ned!
Come hither unto my knee--
I cannot away with that horrible din,
That sixpenny drum, and that trumpet of tin.
Oh, better to wander frank and free
Through the Fair of good Saint Bartlemy,
Than list to such awful minstrelsie.
Now lay, little Ned, those nuisances by,
And I'll rede ye a lay of Grammarye.
[Grandpapa riseth, yawneth like the crater of an extinct volcano, proceedeth slowly to the window, and apostrophizeth the Abbey in the distance.]
I love thy tower, Grey Ruin,
I joy thy form to see,
Though reft of all,
Cell, cloister, and hall,
Nothing is left save a tottering wall,
That, awfully grand and darkly dull,
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poem by Richard Harris Barham
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Amazing Grace
'Live, live with me, and thou shalt see
The pleasures I'll prepare for thee:
What sweets the country can afford
Shall bless thy bed, and bless thy board.'
So Robert Herrick's poetry
has written yet his words may be
as nought compared to all that's poured
in soul-song here for my adored.
'Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
That hills and valleys, dale and field,
Or woods or steepy mountain yield.' -
Though Marlowe's maid as hand and glove
swain fain would fit her heart to move,
his verse is but an empty shield
compared to all I'd have revealed.
'But Time drives flocks from field to fold;
When rivers rage and rocks grow cold;
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Georgic 4
Of air-born honey, gift of heaven, I now
Take up the tale. Upon this theme no less
Look thou, Maecenas, with indulgent eye.
A marvellous display of puny powers,
High-hearted chiefs, a nation's history,
Its traits, its bent, its battles and its clans,
All, each, shall pass before you, while I sing.
Slight though the poet's theme, not slight the praise,
So frown not heaven, and Phoebus hear his call.
First find your bees a settled sure abode,
Where neither winds can enter (winds blow back
The foragers with food returning home)
Nor sheep and butting kids tread down the flowers,
Nor heifer wandering wide upon the plain
Dash off the dew, and bruise the springing blades.
Let the gay lizard too keep far aloof
His scale-clad body from their honied stalls,
And the bee-eater, and what birds beside,
And Procne smirched with blood upon the breast
From her own murderous hands. For these roam wide
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poem by Publius Vergilius Maro
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The Rape of the Lock
Part 1
WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs,
What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things,
I sing -- This Verse to C---, Muse! is due;
This, ev'n Belinda may vouchfafe to view:
Slight is the Subject, but not so the Praise,
If She inspire, and He approve my Lays.
Say what strange Motive, Goddess! cou'd compel
A well-bred Lord t'assault a gentle Belle?
Oh say what stranger Cause, yet unexplor'd,
Cou'd make a gentle Belle reject a Lord?
And dwells such Rage in softest Bosoms then?
And lodge such daring Souls in Little Men?
Sol thro' white Curtains shot a tim'rous Ray,
And op'd those Eyes that must eclipse the Day;
Now Lapdogs give themselves the rowzing Shake,
And sleepless Lovers, just at Twelve, awake:
Thrice rung the Bell, the Slipper knock'd the Ground,
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