"Woodswun" <woodswun@tepidmail.com> wrote in message
news:pan.2007.06.29.00.06.28.882@tepidmail.com...

On Thu, 28 Jun 2007 18:12:57 -0500, Perseid wrote:

After Much Chewing of Cud and Cogitation, Werewolfy <Werewolfy1
@yahoo.co.uk> Spat the Words

On Jun 28, 4:26?am, Perseid <eidp...@anti-spam.comcast.net> wrote:

I like a fast, solid beat, while other times I like stuff that gets
me weepy (yes, I can admit it. I sometimes long for days gone by).

Reminds me of Tennyson, Randy.

"Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depth of some divine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy Autumn-fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more."

One of my favourite poems. Melancholy songs and literature is my
forte.Tragedy and sadness always are more emotive than is happiness.

I have to agree with that. There is nothing that really brings forth
tears like a life, a heart, a soul, being ripped apart by tragedy,
especially if there are circumstances beyond an individual's control.

I'm sure this is why tragic love stories, such as Romeo and Juliet,
are so powerful and emotive. Usually neither party chooses to fall
in love.. it just happens.. and then there are the tragic

which might keep them apart. Many of the Shakespeare plays (possibly
all of them ?) had tragedy as their central theme.. you know.. if
only just the tragic shortcomings of the human condition.

The ancient greeks knew the power of tragedy. The Iliad and Odyssey
were both stories interlaced with tragedy, and many greek myths and
other oral traditions had these types of themes.

Well, they are for me anyway. Words such as 'rapture', 'joy',
delight', never provoke the soul in the same way as melancholia. I
suppose that's why I enjoy Edgar Poe and Khayaam. None of my prefered
songs have any beat or gaity.

'Honey' by Bobby Goldsborough, 'Seasons in the sun' by Terry
Jacks...these are my choices.

Once again I have to agree. These are just sad songs. You don't even
have to think real hard about the lyrics. I recall I
used to cry to a song written in the 1950's called 'Last Kiss'
about somebody just moaning out a song about their lover being
killed in an auto accident.

Oh, where or where can my
BAAY-BEE be
The lord took her
aWAAAY
from me.
(uh-uh)
She's-gone-to-heaven-so-I-got-to-be-good
So I can see my baby
when I leee-eeave
this.WORLD.
(uh-uh!, uh-uh!, uh-uh!, uh-uh!)

I'm not much fun at a party either...;) Mind, I never go to the

anyway..all that false happiness. Ugh.

Yeah, well, there's a time for gaiety and a time for somber
reflection... 'and a time for every purpose under heaven' to quote an
old testament verse.

No it didn't - that came from a SONG called "Turn, Turn, Turn"!!

;-)

Woods

Yes, it did! :))~ That particular line ('and a time for every purpose
under heaven') was from Ecclesiastes 3, verses 1-8, with a very slight

alteration -- 'heaven' without 'THE' before 'heaven.' And the rest is
matched, too, with some editing for brevity, almost word for word. I
wonder if this could be plagiarism. LOL! And I've always loved that
particular Byrds' tune. I used to lie under a birch tree as a kid

up through it while the leaves moved with a breeze and listened to that
song...which was played often on AM radio for awhile. I had these odd
mystical feelings the tune evoked which, to this day, haunt me. Study

parallel verses and lyrical lines below. It's beautifully done, both the
tune and the verses. It's really about the sum total of human life, the
experience from birth to grave.

Ecclesiastes
OR, THE PREACHER
3

A Time for Everything
1 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose
under the heaven:

2 a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a

to pluck up that which is planted;

3 a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a
time to build up;

4 a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a

to dance;

5 a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones

a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;

6 a time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time

cast away;

7 a time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and

time to speak;

8 a time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time

peace.

Words-adapted from the bible, book of ecclesiastes
Music-pete seeger

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time to build up,a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time for peace, I swear its not too late

Doc :))~

Werewolfy

"Woodswun" <woodswun@tepidmail.com> wrote in message
news:pan.2007.06.29.00.06.28.882@tepidmail.com...

On Thu, 28 Jun 2007 18:12:57 -0500, Perseid wrote:

After Much Chewing of Cud and Cogitation, Werewolfy <Werewolfy1
@yahoo.co.uk> Spat the Words

On Jun 28, 4:26?am, Perseid <eidp...@anti-spam.comcast.net> wrote:

I like a fast, solid beat, while other times I like stuff that gets
me weepy (yes, I can admit it. I sometimes long for days gone by).

Reminds me of Tennyson, Randy.

"Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depth of some divine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy Autumn-fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more."

One of my favourite poems. Melancholy songs and literature is my
forte.Tragedy and sadness always are more emotive than is happiness.

I have to agree with that. There is nothing that really brings forth
tears like a life, a heart, a soul, being ripped apart by tragedy,
especially if there are circumstances beyond an individual's control.

I'm sure this is why tragic love stories, such as Romeo and Juliet,
are so powerful and emotive. Usually neither party chooses to fall
in love.. it just happens.. and then there are the tragic circumstances
which might keep them apart. Many of the Shakespeare plays (possibly
all of them ?) had tragedy as their central theme.. you know.. if
only just the tragic shortcomings of the human condition.

The ancient greeks knew the power of tragedy. The Iliad and Odyssey
were both stories interlaced with tragedy, and many greek myths and
other oral traditions had these types of themes.

Well, they are for me anyway. Words such as 'rapture', 'joy',
delight', never provoke the soul in the same way as melancholia. I
suppose that's why I enjoy Edgar Poe and Khayaam. None of my prefered
songs have any beat or gaity.

'Honey' by Bobby Goldsborough, 'Seasons in the sun' by Terry
Jacks...these are my choices.

Once again I have to agree. These are just sad songs. You don't even
have to think real hard about the lyrics. I recall I
used to cry to a song written in the 1950's called 'Last Kiss'
about somebody just moaning out a song about their lover being
killed in an auto accident.

Oh, where or where can my
BAAY-BEE be
The lord took her
aWAAAY
from me.
(uh-uh)
She's-gone-to-heaven-so-I-got-to-be-good
So I can see my baby
when I leee-eeave
this.WORLD.
(uh-uh!, uh-uh!, uh-uh!, uh-uh!)

I'm not much fun at a party either...;) Mind, I never go to the things
anyway..all that false happiness. Ugh.

Yeah, well, there's a time for gaiety and a time for somber
reflection... 'and a time for every purpose under heaven' to quote an
old testament verse.

No it didn't - that came from a SONG called "Turn, Turn, Turn"!!

;-)

Woods

Yes, it did! :))~ That particular line ('and a time for every purpose
under heaven') was from Ecclesiastes 3, verses 1-8, with a very slight
alteration -- 'heaven' without 'THE' before 'heaven.' And the rest is
matched, too, with some editing for brevity, almost word for word. I
wonder if this could be plagiarism. LOL!

And I've always loved that
particular Byrds' tune. I used to lie under a birch tree as a kid
looking up through it while the leaves moved with a breeze and listened
to that song...which was played often on AM radio for awhile. I had
these odd mystical feelings the tune evoked which, to this day, haunt
me. Study the parallel verses and lyrical lines below. It's beautifully
done, both the tune and the verses. It's really about the sum total of
human life, the experience from birth to grave.

Ecclesiastes
OR, THE PREACHER
3

A Time for Everything
1 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose
under the heaven:

2 a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a
time
to pluck up that which is planted;

3 a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a
time to build up;

4 a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a
time
to dance;

5 a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones
together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;

6 a time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time
to
cast away;

7 a time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and
a
time to speak;

8 a time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time
of
peace.

Words-adapted from the bible, book of ecclesiastes Music-pete
seeger

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time to build up,a time to break down A time to dance, a time to
mourn
A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time for peace, I swear its not too late

Doc :))~

Werewolfy

On Jun 29, 1:06?am, Woodswun <woods...@tepidmail.com> wrote:

have to think real hard about the lyrics. I recall I
used to cry to a song written in the 1950's called 'Last Kiss'
about somebody just moaning out a song about their lover being
killed in an auto accident.

Oh, where or where can my
BAAY-BEE be
The lord took her
aWAAAY
from me.
(uh-uh)
She's-gone-to-heaven-so-I-got-to-be-good
So I can see my baby
when I leee-eeave
this.WORLD.
(uh-uh!, uh-uh!, uh-uh!, uh-uh!)

Very, very good, Woodsy!
Lyrics are fine; and you sang it so well too. I know the song, it has
an odd sort of 'catchy' melody for a tragedy.
A quite brilliant rendition. Anyone wo has heard it will appreciate
your vocals here...:)

Werewolfy