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    Alfred Noyes (1880-1958)
    The Highwayman[1]
    PART ONE
    I
    THE wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees,
    The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,
    The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
    And the highwayman came riding—
    Riding—riding—
    The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.

    II
    He'd a French cocked-hat on his forehead, a bunch of lace at his chin,
    A coat of the claret velvet, and breeches of brown doe-skin;
    They fitted with never a wrinkle: his boots were up to the thigh!
    And he rode with a jewelled twinkle,
    His pistol butts a-twinkle,
    His rapier hilt a-twinkle, under the jewelled sky.

    III
    Over the cobbles he clattered and clashed in the dark inn-yard,
    And he tapped with his whip on the shutters, but all was locked and barred;
    He whistled a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there
    But the landlord's black-eyed daughter,
    Bess, the landlord's daughter,
    Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.

    IV
    And dark in the dark old inn-yard a stable-wicket creaked
    Where Tim the ostler listened; his face was white and peaked;
    His eyes were hollows of madness, his hair like mouldy hay,
    But he loved the landlord's daughter,
    The landlord's red-lipped daughter,
    Dumb as a dog he listened, and he heard the robber say—

    V
    "One kiss, my bonny sweetheart, I'm after a prize to-night,
    But I shall be back with the yellow gold before the morning light;
    Yet, if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day,
    Then look for me by moonlight,
    Watch for me by moonlight,
    I'll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way."

    VI
    He rose upright in the stirrups; he scarce could reach her hand,
    But she loosened her hair i' the casement! His face burnt like a brand
    As the black cascade of perfume came tumbling over his breast;
    And he kissed its waves in the moonlight,
    (Oh, sweet, black waves in the moonlight!)
    Then he tugged at his rein in the moonliglt, and galloped away to the West.


    PART TWO
    I
    He did not come in the dawning; he did not come at noon;
    And out o' the tawny sunset, before the rise o' the moon,
    When the road was a gypsy's ribbon, looping the purple moor,
    A red-coat troop came marching—
    Marching—marching—
    King George's men came matching, up to the old inn-door.

    II
    They said no word to the landlord, they drank his ale instead,
    But they gagged his daughter and bound her to the foot of her narrow bed;
    Two of them knelt at her casement, with muskets at their side!
    There was death at every window;
    And hell at one dark window;
    For Bess could see, through her casement, the road that he would ride.

    III
    They had tied her up to attention, with many a sniggering jest;
    They had bound a musket beside her, with the barrel beneath her breast!
    "Now, keep good watch!" and they kissed her.
    She heard the dead man say—
    Look for me by moonlight;
    Watch for me by moonlight;
    I'll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way!

    IV
    She twisted her hands behind her; but all the knots held good!
    She writhed her hands till her fingers were wet with sweat or blood!
    They stretched and strained in the darkness, and the hours crawled by like years,
    Till, now, on the stroke of midnight,
    Cold, on the stroke of midnight,
    The tip of one finger touched it! The trigger at least was hers!

    V
    The tip of one finger touched it; she strove no more for the rest!
    Up, she stood up to attention, with the barrel beneath her breast,
    She would not risk their hearing; she would not strive again;
    For the road lay bare in the moonlight;
    Blank and bare in the moonlight;
    And the blood of her veins in the moonlight throbbed to her love's refrain .

    VI
    Tlot-tlot; tlot-tlot! Had they heard it? The horse-hoofs ringing clear;
    Tlot-tlot, tlot-tlot, in the distance? Were they deaf that they did not hear?
    Down the ribbon of moonlight, over the brow of the hill,
    The highwayman came riding,
    Riding, riding!
    The red-coats looked to their priming! She stood up, straight and still!

    VII
    Tlot-tlot, in the frosty silence! Tlot-tlot, in the echoing night!
    Nearer he came and nearer! Her face was like a light!
    Her eyes grew wide for a moment; she drew one last deep breath,
    Then her finger moved in the moonlight,
    Her musket shattered the moonlight,
    Shattered her breast in the moonlight and warned him—with her death.

    VIII
    He turned; he spurred to the West; he did not know who stood
    Bowed, with her head o'er the musket, drenched with her own red blood!
    Not till the dawn he heard it, his face grew grey to hear
    How Bess, the landlord's daughter,
    The landlord's black-eyed daughter,
    Had watched for her love in the moonlight, and died in the darkness there.

    IX
    Back, he spurred like a madman, shrieking a curse to the sky,
    With the white road smoking behind him and his rapier brandished high!
    Blood-red were his spurs i' the golden noon; wine-red was his velvet coat,
    When they shot him down on the highway,
    Down like a dog on the highway,
    And he lay in his blood on the highway, with the bunch of lace at his throat.

    * * * * * *
    X
    And still of a winter's night, they say, when the wind is in the trees,
    When the moon is a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,
    When the road is a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
    A highwayman comes riding—
    Riding—riding—
    A highwayman comes riding, up to the old inn-door.

    XI
    Over the cobbles he clatters and clangs in the dark inn-yard;
    He taps with his whip on the shutters, but all is locked and barred;
    He whistles a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there
    But the landlord's black-eyed daughter,
    Bess, the landlord's daughter,
    Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.















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    Sweet little lies: Fleetwoodmac:1987
    Ever wished you could rearrange a day or two in your past, well, I wish I could rearrange chapters in my life, mostly delete, buy hey there seems to be no delete button to your past…



    “If I could turn the page
    In time, then I'd rearrange just a day or two
    Close my,
    Close my,
    Close my eyes

    But I couldn't find a way
    So I'll settle for one day to believe in you
    Tell me,
    Tell me,
    Tell me lies

    Tell me lies
    Tell me sweet little lies
    (Tell me lies, tell me, tell me lies)
    Oh no, no you can't disguise
    Tell me lies
    Tell me sweet little lies

    Although I'm not making plans
    I hope that you understand there's a reason why
    Close your,
    Close your,
    Close your eyes

    No more broken hearts
    We're better off apart
    Let's give it a try
    Tell me,
    Tell me,
    Tell me lies

    Tell me lies
    Tell me sweet little lies
    (Tell me, tell me, tell me lies)
    Oh no, no you can't disguise
    (You can't disguise, no you can't disguise)
    Tell me lies
    Tell me sweet little lies

    If I could turn the page
    In time then I'd rearrange just a day or two
    Close my,
    Close my,
    Close my eyes

    But I couldn't find a way
    So I'll settle for one day to believe in you
    Tell me,
    Tell me,
    Tell me lies

    Tell me lies
    Tell me sweet little lies
    (Tell me, tell me, tell me lies)
    Oh no, no you can't disguise
    (You can't disguise, no you can't disguise)

    Tell me lies
    Tell me sweet little lies
    (Tell me, tell me, tell me lies)
    Oh no, no you can't disguise
    (You can't disguise, no you can't disguise)
    Tell me lies
    Tell me sweet little lies
    (Tell me, tell me, tell me lies)”


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    Just a nice song for when you are down and out for the count.



    Hillsong "I Surrender"

    Here I am
    Down on my knees again
    Surrendering all
    Surrendering all

    Find me here
    Lord as You draw me near
    Desperate for You
    Desperate for You

    I surrender

    Drench my soul
    As mercy and grace unfold
    I hunger and thirst
    I hunger and thirst


    With arms stretched wide
    I know You hear my cry
    Speak to me now
    Speak to me now

    I surrender
    I surrender
    I want to know You more
    I want to know You more

    I surrender
    I surrender
    I want to know You more
    I want to know You more

    Like a rushing wind
    Jesus breathe within
    Lord have your way
    Lord have your way in me

    Like a mighty storm
    Stir within my soul
    Lord have your way
    Lord have your way in me

    Like a rushing wind
    Jesus breathe within
    Lord have your way
    Lord have your way in me

    Like a mighty storm
    Stir within my soul
    Lord have your way
    Lord have your way in me
    peace is a state of mind
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    Quote Originally Posted by tec0 View Post
    Just a nice song for when you are down and out for the count.



    Hillsong "I Surrender"

    Here I am
    Down on my knees again
    Surrendering all
    Surrendering all

    Find me here
    Lord as You draw me near
    Desperate for You
    Desperate for You

    I surrender

    Drench my soul
    As mercy and grace unfold
    I hunger and thirst
    I hunger and thirst


    With arms stretched wide
    I know You hear my cry
    Speak to me now
    Speak to me now

    I surrender
    I surrender
    I want to know You more
    I want to know You more

    I surrender
    I surrender
    I want to know You more
    I want to know You more

    Like a rushing wind
    Jesus breathe within
    Lord have your way
    Lord have your way in me

    Like a mighty storm
    Stir within my soul
    Lord have your way
    Lord have your way in me

    Like a rushing wind
    Jesus breathe within
    Lord have your way
    Lord have your way in me

    Like a mighty storm
    Stir within my soul
    Lord have your way
    Lord have your way in me
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    Confrontation; Rastaman Live Up: Bob Marley(Post humous 1983)

    I admire Marley because he done the unthinkable! He publically made a statement in the 60’s that made the youth realize that it’s cool to praise God! Yes, I differ fundamentally in my belief system. It was reggae though that made me embark on a spiritual quest. This brings us to the present date and my believe in the LORD.
    Marley said, ‘I wasn’t into everything, I was into, you know, like, call it SPIRITUAL music, you couldn’t get more revolutionized than that!” “ It’s a kinda human music.”

    So for me the spiritual awakening was a real revolution against my previous ideas, lifestyle and attitude. I couldn’t get more revolutionized than that.
    When I started to listen to reggae in 1987, it was revolutionary right here in Lenasia in that not many listened to it! This made me feel special! What I was listening to was different! It also catered for many different occasions.
    The song “ Rastaman Live up!” from Marley’s Confrontation carried me, motivationally as a kid, a young adult and even today on this 27 February 2013! I use it as a bone fide way of worshipping my Lord(he’s not a petty God and doesn’t mind since he searches the heart!) This was the kinda music that done it for me and still does it for me in that it speaks to my soul!!!(I'm aware of the God of Marley's understanding, this is not the God of my understanding, the God of my understanding is Jesus Christ, I simply rededicate this music to him)

    The album Confrontation was released in 1983 posthumously. The cover(album art) was key! It depicted a battle between Marley on a horse and this dragon hence the name of the album Confrontation. When you confront something or someone you do just that, you CONFRONT!
    There’s some history to this album cover!

    Compare Marley’s album cover to the original painting:

    Marley’s cover[1]
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    Saint George and the dragon by Gustav Moreau[2]

    "The dragon motif was first combined with the already standardised Passio Georgii in Vincent of Beauvais' encyclopedic Speculum Historiale, and then Jacobus de Voragine's Golden Legend (ca 1260) guaranteed its popularity in the later Middle Ages as a literary and pictorial subject.The legend gradually became part of the Christian traditions relating to Saint George and was used in many festivals thereafter." (op cit)
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    “Rastaman, live up
    Bongoman, don't give up
    Congoman, live up, yeah
    Binghi-man don't give up

    Keep your culture
    Don't be afraid of the vulture
    Grow your dread lock
    Don't be afraid of the wolf-pack

    Rastaman, live up
    Binghi-man, don't give up
    Congoman, live up, yeah
    Bongoman, don't give up

    David slew Goliath
    With a sling and a stone
    Samson slew the Philistines
    With a donkey jawbone

    Iyaman, live up
    Rastaman, don't give up
    Binghi-man, live up, yeah
    Congoman, don't give up

    Trod ding through creation
    In a Ire meditation
    Seen many visions
    In a this ayah Armagedon

    armagedon
    Rastaman, live up
    Congoman, don't give up
    Rastaman, live up, yeah
    Natty Dread, no give up

    Saw it in the beginning
    So shall it be in this iwa
    And they fallen in confusion
    Well a just a step from Babel Tower

    Rastaman live up
    Congoman, no give up
    Rastaman live up, yeah
    Congoman, no give up

    Grow your dreadlocks
    Don't be afraid of the wolf-pack
    A tell you, one man a walkin'
    And a billion man a sparkin'

    Rastaman, live up
    Binghi-man, don't give up
    Don't give up, don't give up
    Don't give up
    .”


    The lesson: If you going through a hell such as a fire, you can’t become complacent and get too comfortable in that fire to a point where you stay there, you got to ‘keep on moving,’ “ you just can’t stop,” you need go through the fire!!!

    Comment: I'm by no means using inuendo to encourage anyone to do anything illegal, respect the law..

    [1] Vide: Wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confrontation_(Bob_Marley_%26_The_Wailers_album). Accessed 27 February 2013

    [2] Confer: Wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St._George_and_the_Dragon. Accessed 27 February 2013
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    This is one of my favourite album covers. LP covers are what I miss a lot, as CD cases/covers just can't come close to displaying intricate artwork. Thamks for posting.

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    Vinyl LP Pressing Old School Style!

    Trench Town Rock: Bob Marley: 1971

    This video is the closest you’ll get to how Trench Town looked in the 60’s and how Vinly Lp’s were pressed in the 60’s. This video tells a story of beautiful music emanating from the depths of a poverty stricken informal settlement!( I don’t advocate all behaviour found in this video), I’m merely directing your attention to a charismatic song, with a cool sound, by a cool artist..just see for yourself and tell me if this is not very special



    “One good thing about music, when it hits you (you feel no pain)
    Oh, oh, I say, one good thing about music, when it hits you (you feel no pain)
    Hit me with music, hit me with music now

    This is (Trenchtown rock), don't watch that
    (Trenchtown rock), big fish or sprat now
    (Trenchtown rock) You reap what you sow
    (Trenchtown rock), and only Jah, Jah know
    (Trenchtown rock) I'd never turn my back
    (Trenchtown rock), I'd give the slum a try
    (Trenchtown rock) I'd never let the children cry
    (Trenchtown rock), 'cause you got to tell Jah, Jah why

    (Groovin') It's Kingston 12
    (groovin'), it's Kingston 12
    (Groovin') It's Kingston 12 now
    (groovin'), it's Kingston 12
    No want you come galang so, oh no
    (... no want you fe galang so), ska-ba-dip-ska-ba
    (You want come cold I up ...) Ska-ba-dibby-dip,
    ska-ba-doop, ska-ba-doop (... cold I up)
    Oh, oh, I'm groovin', and the world knows by now,
    now, now, now, now, now, now, now, y'all

    Oh now, I said, you feel no pain now
    One good thing about music, when it hits you (you feel no ...) feel no pain

    Hit me with music now, oh now, hit me with music now
    Hit me with music, harder, brutalize me (with music)

    This is (Trenchtown rock), I say, don't watch that
    (Trenchtown rock), if you a big fish or sprat
    (Trenchtown rock) You reap what you sow
    (Trenchtown rock), and everyone know now
    (Trenchtown rock) Don't turn your back
    (Trenchtown rock), I say, give the slum a try
    (Trenchtown rock) Never let the children cry
    (Trenchtown rock), or you got to tell Jah, Jah why

    (Groovin') It's Kingston 12
    (groovin'), it's Kingston 12
    (Groovin') I said, it's Kingston 12 now
    (groovin'), oh, oh, oh, it's Kingston 12
    (No want you fe galang so) Didn't I told you that
    (no want you fe galang so) we should leave with love?
    (You want come cold I up ...) I'm not gonna do that, man,
    nothin' (... come cold I ...), and look deh now
    (Groovin') And then it's Kingston
    12, uh(Good God ...) Good God, looky here now.”

    Remember to respect the rule of law in your Country. I just love this music, nothing more and nothing less!!
    Comment: I don’t support the use of any illegal substance whatsoever nor do I encourage anyone to use any illegal substance! In fact I also stand against the use of alcohol. I merely love reggae music, fell in love with this music in the summer of 1987 and that’s really all I’m articulating here!

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    Eddy Grant: Do you feel my love: 1980


    "You left me with a problem:
    Now I know what it's all about.
    You took my heart and split it up

    Now you know what it's all about.
    How do you feel my love

    Do you feel it as I walked away?
    How do you feel my love

    Do you feel it as I walked away?

    Who knows what kind of pity for
    Excuse you from yourself
    To just be find the misery
    That you put yourself within.
    How do you feel my love

    Need to find myself
    all that I've got left
    Used up
    ooh
    I'm used up.
    Need to cry but still got to show my will
    Been used too much.

    How do you feel my love

    Need to find myself
    all that I've got left

    How do you feel my love.”

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    Quote Originally Posted by Vanash Naick View Post
    Mind Games: John Lennon: 16 October 1973

    Books and music, music and books! It’s this correlation that the authentic classics really had in common. They actually read books and were so inspired by such books that they wrote a song as a result…

    In 1973 John Lennon released the song ‘Mind Games,’ Dr Jean Houston an American lecturer wrote a book called Mind Games in 1972. John Lennon bought the book and read the book! The rest is musical history..
    ‘YES, is the ANSWER!’ Now, here you’ve got to know your music history! When John Lennon first met Yoko Ono, it was at one of her art exhibitions. She had one piece, which included a ladder that invited a person to climb up and look through a magnifying glass. John Lennon was sceptical, in his own words, “ If the message was f u or something like that, I would have just left, instead it said ‘Yes,’ and I decided to stay!”
    “We're playing those mind games together
    Pushing the barriers planting seeds
    Playing the mind guerrilla

    Chanting the Mantra peace on earth
    We all been playing those mind games forever
    Some kinda druid dudes lifting the veil
    Doing the mind guerrilla
    Some call it magic the search for the grail


    Love is the answer and you know that for sure
    Love is a flower you got to let it grow

    So keep on playing those mind games together
    Faith in the future out of the now
    You just can't beat on those mind guerrillas
    Absolute elsewhere in the stones of your mind
    Yeah we're playing those mind games together
    Projecting our images in space and in time

    Yes is the answer and you know that for sure
    Yes is surrender you got to let it go

    So keep on playing those mind games together
    Doing the ritual dance in the sun
    Millions of mind guerrillas
    Putting their soul power to the karmic wheel
    Keep on playing those mind games together
    Raising the spirit of peace and love
    I want you to make love, not war”

    I proudly give you the official video of John Lennon's Mind Games:

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    Say Say Say: Paul McCartney & Michael Jackson: 1983


    “(Paul)
    Say Say Say
    What you want
    But don't play games
    With my affection
    Take take take
    What you need
    But don't leave me
    With no direction

    (Michael)
    All alone
    I sit home by the phone
    Waiting for you, baby
    Through the years
    How can you stand to hear
    My pleading for you
    You know I'm cryin
    Oo oo oo oo oo

    (Paul)
    Now Go go go
    Where you want
    But don't leave me
    Here forever
    You you you stay away
    So long girl, I see you never

    (Michael)
    What can I do, girl
    To get through to you
    Cause I love you baby
    Standing here
    Baptized in all my tears
    Baby through the years
    You know I'm cryin
    Oo oo oo oo oo

    (Paul)
    You never ever worry
    And you never shed a tear
    You're sayin that my love aint real

    (Paul and Michael)
    Just look at my face these tears aint dryin'

    (Paul)
    You you you
    Can never say
    That Im not the one
    Who really loves you
    I pray pray pray, everyday
    That you'll see things
    Girl like I do

    (Micheal)
    What can I do, girl
    To get through to you
    Cause I love you baby
    Standing here
    Baptized in all my tears
    Baby through the years
    You know Im crying
    Oo oo oo oo oo

    Say say say...

    (Repeat)

    (Paul)
    You never ever worry
    And you never ever shed a tear

    (Michael)
    You're sayin' that my love ain't real

    (Paul and Michael)
    Just look at my face these tears ain't dryin'

    (Paul)
    You you you
    Can never say
    That I'm not the one
    Who really loves you
    I pray pray pray, everyday
    That you'll see things
    Girl like I do”


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