by Larry Fyffe
Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same .... I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence Two roads diverged in the woods, and I I took took the one less travelled by And that has made all the difference
(Robert Frost:The Road Not Taken)
The evenin' sun is sinkin' low The woods are dark, the town is too .... Tell ol' Bill when he comes home Anything is worth a try Tell him that I'm not alone That the time has come to do or die All the world I would defy Let me make it plain as day I look at you now, and I sigh How could it be any other way?
(Bob Dylan: Tell Ol’ Bill)
My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake The only other sound's the sweep Of easy wind and downy flake
(Robert Frost: Stopping By The Woods On A Snowy Evening)
So many roads, so much at stake Too many dead ends, I'm at the edge of the lake Sometimes I wonder what it's gonna take To find dignity
(Bob Dylan: Dignity)
Things are bad out there:
Next to come in was a big black snake Uh-huh Next to come in was a big black snake Uh-huh Next to came in was a big black snake Ate up all of the wedding cake
(Bob Dylan: Froggie Went A-Courtin’~Dylan/traditional)
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
(Percy Shelley: Ozymandias)
There's a wall of pride, high and wide Can't see over to the other side It's such a sad thing to see beauty decay And sadder still to see your heart torn away
(Bob Dylan: Cold Irons Bound)
The Existentialist point of view fails to consider that man is a social animal who depends on others, especially on one’s mother, because, at least in the beginning, individual humans cannot survive on their own:
Each man's death diminishes me For I am involved with mankind Therefore, send not to know For whom the bell tolls It tolls for thee
(John Donne: For Whom The Bell Tolls)
The Ace of Spades is a hard card to play: I can hear the church bells ringin' in the yard I wonder who they are ringin' for? I know I can't win But my heart just won't give in
(Bob Dylan: Standing In The Doorway)
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