Epitaph on an Army of Mercenaries:
These, in the day when heaven was falling,
The hour when earth's foundations fled,
Followed their mercenary calling,
And took their wages, and are dead.
Their shoulders held the sky suspended;
They stood, and earth's foundations stay;
What God abandoned, these defended,
And saved the sum of things for pay.
A.E. Housman
I told my dad I stopped raising hell and he called me a quitter.
unknown
I went home with a waitress like I always do
How was I to know she was with the Russians too..
I was gambling in Havana, I took a little risk
Send lawyers, guns and money, dad get me out of this!!
warren zevon
I got sidetracked in El Paso, stopped to get myself a map
went the wrong way into Juarez with Juanita on my lap
then i went to sleep in Schreevport woke up in Abilene
wondering why the why the hell I'm wanted at some town halfway in between
wanted man by Lucy Watson wanted man by Jeannie Brown
wanted man by Nellie Johnosn wanted man in this next town....
b.dylan/j.cash
Cause I've been a wild catter, and a go-go getter
Been an S.O.B. right down to the letter
I've had misadventures, I've even got pictures
I'm more than even I can stand...
waylon jennings
He said: Drifter can you make folks cry when you play and sing.
Have you paid your dues, can you moan the blues
Can you bend them guitar strangs.
He said: Boy, can you make folks feel what you feel inside,
Cause if your big star bound let me warn you its a long hard ride.
d.a.c.
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow!
The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new lands,
To fight the horde, sing and cry:
Valhalla, I am coming!
l.zep
I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand, Half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies, whose frown And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things, The hand that mock'd them and the heart that fed. And on the pedestal these words appear: "My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!" Nothing beside remains: round the decay Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare, The lone and level sands stretch far away.
p.b. shelley
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