Random Poetry...
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LadyJeepFreak
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Really? See you taught me something. lol I believe he was a Texan cowboy? I'll have to look him up. Anyway, he's like an old favorite of the beach trop rock crowd. I just recently found him, after looking for one of his covers from someone else. I couldn't find it and found the original of sangria wine and like it just fine! Neat stuff, Mud.
Lady
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Inspector-Gadget
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We made it to Mass now need parts
"THE CHARGE OF THE LIGHT BRIGADE"
...................... by ......................
..............Alfred Lord Tennyson........
I.
Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
‘Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns!’ he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
II.
‘Forward, the Light Brigade!’
Was there a man dismay’d?
Not tho’ the soldier knew
Some one had blunder’d:
Their’s not to make reply,
Their’s not to reason why,
Their’s but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
III.
Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley’d and thunder’d;
Storm’d at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.
IV.
Flash’d all their sabres bare,
Flash'd as they turn’d in air
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army, while
All the world wonder’d:
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro’ the line they broke;
Cossack and Russian
Reel’d from the sabre-stroke
Shatter’d and sunder’d.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred.
V.
Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley’d and thunder’d;
Storm’d at with shot and shell,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro’ the jaws of Death,
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.
VI.
When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wonder’d.
Honour the charge they made!
Honour the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred!
Regards,
Gadget
"THE CHARGE OF THE LIGHT BRIGADE"
...................... by ......................
..............Alfred Lord Tennyson........
I.
Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
‘Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns!’ he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
II.
‘Forward, the Light Brigade!’
Was there a man dismay’d?
Not tho’ the soldier knew
Some one had blunder’d:
Their’s not to make reply,
Their’s not to reason why,
Their’s but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
III.
Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley’d and thunder’d;
Storm’d at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.
IV.
Flash’d all their sabres bare,
Flash'd as they turn’d in air
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army, while
All the world wonder’d:
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro’ the line they broke;
Cossack and Russian
Reel’d from the sabre-stroke
Shatter’d and sunder’d.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred.
V.
Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley’d and thunder’d;
Storm’d at with shot and shell,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro’ the jaws of Death,
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.
VI.
When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wonder’d.
Honour the charge they made!
Honour the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred!
Regards,
Gadget
jeepless20
New member
RE: Stalls ,no spark
thats what wheelin is for. good friends and kickin back on the trail and having a good ol time.
LadyJeepFreak said:
thats what wheelin is for. good friends and kickin back on the trail and having a good ol time.
Saurian
New member
Buying a High mileage Jeep
Gadget, I've been looking for that for MONTHS!!! All I could remember was that one little bit; ours is not to question why, ours it but to do or die... Or at least that's how I remembered it, it gets applied to work a lot when we don't understand why a particular course of action has been taken by the managers...
Gadget, I've been looking for that for MONTHS!!! All I could remember was that one little bit; ours is not to question why, ours it but to do or die... Or at least that's how I remembered it, it gets applied to work a lot when we don't understand why a particular course of action has been taken by the managers...
Sparky-Watts
Banned
Ya gotta love Lord Tennyson!!
90Xjay
New member
RE: Buying a High mileage Jeep
The "Battle" version of Dixie was brilliantly penned, the simple chorus has been taken for granted so much. But, right or wrong, these men were fighting to defend their way of life.
___________________________________________________________
Southrons, hear your country call you,
Up, lest worse than death befall you!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!
Lo! all the beacon-fires are lighted,--
Let all hearts be now united!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!
CHORUS:Advance the flag of Dixie!
Hurrah! Hurrah!
In Dixie's land we take our stand,
And live or die for Dixie!
To arms! To arms!
And conquer peace for Dixie!
To arms! To arms!
And conquer peace for Dixie!
Hear the Northern thunders mutter!
Northern flags in South winds flutter!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!
Send them back your fierce defiance!
Stamp upon the cursed alliance!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!--CHORUS
Fear no danger! Shun no labor!
Lift up rifle, pike, and sabre!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!
Shoulder pressing close to shoulder,
Let the odds make each heart bolder!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!--CHORUS
How the South's great heart rejoices
At your cannon's ringing voices!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!
For faith betrayed and pledges broken,
Wrongs inflicted, insults spoken,
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!--CHORUS
Strong as lions, swift as eagles,
Back to their kennels hunt these beagles!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!
Cut the unequal bonds asunder!
Let them hence each other plunder!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!--CHORUS
Swear upon your country's altar
Never to submit or falter--
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!
Till the spoilers are defeated,
Till the Lord's work is completed!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!--CHORUS
Halt not till our Federation
Secures among earth's powers its station!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!
Then at peace and crowned with glory,
Hear your children tell the story!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!--CHORUS
If the loved ones weep in sadness,
Victory soon shall bring them gladness--
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!
Exultant pride soon vanish sorrow;
Smiles chase tears away to-morrow!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!--CHORUS
The "Battle" version of Dixie was brilliantly penned, the simple chorus has been taken for granted so much. But, right or wrong, these men were fighting to defend their way of life.
___________________________________________________________
Southrons, hear your country call you,
Up, lest worse than death befall you!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!
Lo! all the beacon-fires are lighted,--
Let all hearts be now united!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!
CHORUS:Advance the flag of Dixie!
Hurrah! Hurrah!
In Dixie's land we take our stand,
And live or die for Dixie!
To arms! To arms!
And conquer peace for Dixie!
To arms! To arms!
And conquer peace for Dixie!
Hear the Northern thunders mutter!
Northern flags in South winds flutter!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!
Send them back your fierce defiance!
Stamp upon the cursed alliance!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!--CHORUS
Fear no danger! Shun no labor!
Lift up rifle, pike, and sabre!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!
Shoulder pressing close to shoulder,
Let the odds make each heart bolder!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!--CHORUS
How the South's great heart rejoices
At your cannon's ringing voices!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!
For faith betrayed and pledges broken,
Wrongs inflicted, insults spoken,
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!--CHORUS
Strong as lions, swift as eagles,
Back to their kennels hunt these beagles!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!
Cut the unequal bonds asunder!
Let them hence each other plunder!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!--CHORUS
Swear upon your country's altar
Never to submit or falter--
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!
Till the spoilers are defeated,
Till the Lord's work is completed!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!--CHORUS
Halt not till our Federation
Secures among earth's powers its station!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!
Then at peace and crowned with glory,
Hear your children tell the story!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!--CHORUS
If the loved ones weep in sadness,
Victory soon shall bring them gladness--
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!
Exultant pride soon vanish sorrow;
Smiles chase tears away to-morrow!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!--CHORUS
prariepunk
Active member
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I'd just assume stay home
I was one of the chosen few
To be born in Alabam
I'm just like my Daddy's son
I'm proud of who I am
I've went through a lot of good women
And shook 'ol Jim Beams hand
And if I never see the pearly gates
I've walked through the Promised Land
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I'd just assume stay home
If they don't have a Grand 'Old Opry
Like they do in Tennessee
Just send me to Hell
Or to New York City
It would be about the same to me
I've got wild honey trees
And crazy little weeds
Growing around my shack
These dusty roads
Ain't streets of gold
But I'm happy right where I'm at
All these pretty little southern bells
Are a country boys dream
They don't have wings or halo's
But they still look good to me
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I'd just assume stay home
If they don't have a Grand 'Old Opry
Like they do down in Tennessee
Just send me to Hell
Or to New York City
It would be about the same to me
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I'd just assume stay home
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I'd just assume stay home
If they don't have a Grand 'Old Opry
Like they do in Tennessee
Just send me to Hell
Or to New York City
It would be about the same to me
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I'd just assume stay home
I was one of the chosen few
To be born in Alabam
I'm just like my Daddy's son
I'm proud of who I am
I've went through a lot of good women
And shook 'ol Jim Beams hand
And if I never see the pearly gates
I've walked through the Promised Land
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I'd just assume stay home
If they don't have a Grand 'Old Opry
Like they do in Tennessee
Just send me to Hell
Or to New York City
It would be about the same to me
I've got wild honey trees
And crazy little weeds
Growing around my shack
These dusty roads
Ain't streets of gold
But I'm happy right where I'm at
All these pretty little southern bells
Are a country boys dream
They don't have wings or halo's
But they still look good to me
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I'd just assume stay home
If they don't have a Grand 'Old Opry
Like they do down in Tennessee
Just send me to Hell
Or to New York City
It would be about the same to me
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I'd just assume stay home
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I'd just assume stay home
If they don't have a Grand 'Old Opry
Like they do in Tennessee
Just send me to Hell
Or to New York City
It would be about the same to me
