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by all means tell me I've gone crazy but I have a bit of a song stuck in my head... I think its about the black death. But all I can remember is the line 'Lord have mercy on our souls' which SOUNDS like the .... oh wait no it doesn't. It doesn't sound like the tune to freres jaques at all. Its like .. __ __ ____ _ __ __ __ if anyone can figure that out... this is pissing me off so much. Anybody know this song? No joy with google. Maybe I'm making it up.
Another 'bit' that has annoyed me for ages is I can hear the end of a sentence of a story tape I must have listened to... its 'filled with doubt' said in a dramatic way in a.... I can't quite tell I think its an irish accent (male voice) I have no idea where its from at all.
Fuck I'm crazy today... anyone want to play a game?
Another 'bit' that has annoyed me for ages is I can hear the end of a sentence of a story tape I must have listened to... its 'filled with doubt' said in a dramatic way in a.... I can't quite tell I think its an irish accent (male voice) I have no idea where its from at all.
Fuck I'm crazy today... anyone want to play a game?
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I have been here before, a long long time ago and now I am back.Forgive me for not just saying what I want to say,even under a triple dose of antidepressants it is still raw and seeping and I am hesitant at revealing it as at least under the bandages around my heart I don,t have to look at how raw and wounded.My child was cleaved from my heart by his own actions. my child of ten,turning eleven...
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theatre and I are there already. I'm having a very berry tea with crackers, cheese and cherry tomatoes and she's having a joint with some beer and we're both on really comfy recliners on thick pile carpet. we need some help with the decor if anyone is around??
A Litany In Time Of Plague
by Thomas Nashe (approx 1500)
Adieu, farewell earths bliss,
This world uncertain is;
Fond are lifes lustful joys,
Death proves them all but toys,
None from his darts can fly.
I am sick, I must die.
Lord, have mercy on us!
Rich men, trust not in wealth,
Gold cannot buy you health;
Physic himself must fade,
All things to end are made.
The plague full swift goes by;
I am sick, I must die.
Lord have mercy on us!
Beauty is but a flower
Which wrinkles will devour;
Brightness falls from the air,
Queens have died young and fair,
dust hath closed Helens eye.
I am sick, I must die.
Lord, have mercy on us!
Strength stoops unto the grave,
Worms feed on Hector brave,
Swords may not fight with fate.
Earth still holds ope her gate;
Come! come! the bells do cry.
I am sick, I must die.
Lord have mercy on us!
Wit with his wantonness
Tasteth deaths bitterness;
Hells executioner
Hath no ears for to hear
What vain art can reply.
I am sick, I must die.
Lord have mercy on us!
Haste, therefore, each degree,
To welcome destiny.
Heaven is our heritage,
Earth but a players stage;
Mount we unto the sky.
I am sick, I must die.
Lord have mercy on us!