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Bobby Helms - Jingle Bell Rock (1957)

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The Snow Fairy - Poem by Claude McKay

Throughout the afternoon I watched them there, Snow-fairies falling, falling from the sky, Whirling fantastic in the misty air, Contending fierce for space supremacy. And they flew down a mightier force at night, As though in heaven there was revolt and riot, And they, frail things had taken panic flight Down to the calm earth seeking peace and quiet. I went to bed and rose at early dawn To see them huddled together in a heap, Each merged into the other upon the lawn, Worn out by the sharp struggle, fast asleep. The sun shone brightly on them half the day, By night they stealthily had stol'n away. 

And suddenly my thoughts then turned to you Who came to me upon a winter's night, When snow-sprites round my attic window flew, Your hair disheveled, eyes aglow with light. My heart was like the weather when you came, The wanton winds were blowing loud and long; But you, with joy and passion all aflame, You danced and sang a lilting summer song. I made room for you in my little bed, Took covers from the closet fresh and warm, A downful pillow for your scented head, And lay down with you resting in my arm. You went with Dawn. You left me ere the day, The lonely actor of a dreamy play.                        

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LIFE PROBLEMS COME AT ME LIKE.....

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Today's Mood ..... 😆

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Rest In Peace Aretha Louise Franklin (March 25, 1942 – August 16, 2018)

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Rest In Peace Senator John Sidney McCain III (August 29, 1936 – August 25, 2018) 

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Submitted by @la-nero-maestro Chopin By Candlelight 

Daniel Barenboim - Nocturne in C minor, B.108

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Thank you for posting it ! 😌 one of my fave nocturnes, It is one of only 2 nocturnes written by Chopin that ends in a minor key.. The other is nocturne no. 13 in C minor, Op. 48 no. 1. 🎵💖

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Song of the Witches: "Double, double toil and trouble"

Poem by William Shakespeare

Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn and caldron bubble. Fillet of a fenny snake, In the caldron boil and bake; Eye of newt and toe of frog, Wool of bat and tongue of dog, Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg and howlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.

Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn and caldron bubble. Cool it with a baboon's blood, Then the charm is firm and good.

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Star Wars, Episode V -  The Imperial March (Darth Vader’s Theme)

By Composer John Williams

Performed By Composer/Conductor John Williams And The London Symphony Orchestra

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Thanks, virtuoso ! one of my favorite themes of all time

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The Legends Of Evil

Poem by Rudyard Kipling

This is the sorrowful story Told when the twilight fails And the monkeys walk together Holding their neighbours' tails: --

"Our fathers lived in the forest, Foolish people were they, They went down to the cornland To teach the farmers to play.

"Our fathers frisked in the millet, Our fathers skipped in the wheat, Our fathers hung from the branches, Our fathers danced in the street.

"Then came the terrible farmers, Nothing of play they knew, Only. . .they caught our fathers And set them to labour too!

"Set them to work in the cornland With ploughs and sickles and flails, Put them in mud-walled prisons And -- cut off their beautiful tails!

"Now, we can watch our fathers, Sullen and bowed and old, Stooping over the millet, Sharing the silly mould,

"Driving a foolish furrow, Mending a muddy yoke, Sleeping in mud-walled prisons, Steeping their food in smoke.

"We may not speak to our fathers, For if the farmers knew They would come up to the forest And set us to labour too."

This is the horrible story Told as the twilight fails And the monkeys walk together Holding their kinsmen's tails.

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'Twas when the rain fell steady an' the Ark was pitched an' ready, That Noah got his orders for to take the bastes below; He dragged them all together by the horn an' hide an' feather, An' all excipt the Donkey was agreeable to go.

Thin Noah spoke him fairly, thin talked to him sevarely, An' thin he cursed him squarely to the glory av the Lord: -- "Divil take the ass that bred you, and the greater ass that fed you -- Divil go wid you, ye spalpeen!" an' the Donkey went aboard.

But the wind was always failin', an' 'twas most onaisy sailin', An' the ladies in the cabin couldn't stand the stable air; An' the bastes betwuxt the hatches, they tuk an' died in batches, Till Noah said: -- "There's wan av us that hasn't paid his fare!"

For he heard a flusteration 'mid the bastes av all creation -- The trumpetin' av elephints an' bellowin' av whales; An' he saw forninst the windy whin he wint to stop the shindy The Divil wid a stable-fork bedivillin' their tails.

The Divil cursed outrageous, but Noah said umbrageous: -- "To what am I indebted for this tenant-right invasion?" An' the Divil gave for answer: -- "Evict me if you can, sir, For I came in wid the Donkey -- on Your Honour's invitation."

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An April 24, 1851 poster warning the "colored people of Boston" about policemen acting as slave catchers, pursuant to the Fugitive Slave Act of 1850

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A Ride for Liberty—The Fugitive Slaves (c. 1862) by Eastman Johnson Brooklyn Museum