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billyho10:
Even This Shall Pass Away

Once in Persia reigned a King
Who upon his signet ring
Graved a maxim true and wise,
Which, if held before the eyes,
Gave him counsel at a glance,
Fit for every change and chance.
Solemn words, and these are they:
"Even this shall pass away."

Trains of camels through the sand
Brought his gems from Samarcand;
Fleets of galleys through the seas
Brought him pearls to match with these.
But he counted not his gain
Treasures of the mine or main;
"What is wealth?" the king would say;
"Even this shall pass away."

In the revels of his court
At the zenith of the sport,
When the palms of all his guests
Burned with clapping at his jests;
He amid his figs and wine,
Cried: "Oh loving friends of mine!"
"Pleasure comes but not to stay;"
"Even this shall pass away."

Fighting on a furious field,
Once a javelin pierced his shield;
Soldiers with a loud lament
Bore him bleeding to his tent;
Groaning from his tortured side,
"Pain is hard to bear," he cried,
"But with patience, day by day,
Even this shall pass away."

Towering in the public square,
Twenty cubits in the air,
Rose his statue, carved in stone,
Then, the king, disguised, unknown,
Stood before his sculptured name
Musing meekly, "What is fame?
Fame is but a slow decay
Even this shall pass away."

Struck with palsy, sere and old,
Waiting at the gates of gold,
Said he with his dying breath;
"Life is done, but what is death?"
Then, in answer to the King,
Fell a sunbeam on his ring,
Showing by a heavenly ray,
"Even this shall pass away."

--- Theodore Tilton

duke3016:
25th July 2008

When you bring your dog with you hunting wolves - do not forget that the dog might have an affinity to the prey that might have slipped your mind

Tuffster:
A great little ditty from the even greater Ogden Nash;

Love is a word that is constantly heard.
Hate is a word that is not.
Love, I am told,
is more precious than Gold.
Love, I am told,
is Hot.
But hate is a verb;
that to me is superb,
and love but a drug on the mart.
Any kiddy in school;
can love, like a fool.
But hating, my boy;
that"s an Art.

duke3016:
26th July 2008

If while you are in school, there is a shortage of qualified personnel in a particular field, then by the time you graduate with the necessary qualifications, that field"s employment market is glutted.            

duke3016:
27th July 2008

If you want your partner to listen and pay strict attention to every word you say, talk in your sleep.                          

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