Why Did I Laugh Tonight? No Voice Will Tell
 

[CENTER] [FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=5][B][COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial]WHY DID I LAUGH TONIGHT? NO VOICE WILL TELL[/FONT][/COLOR][/B][/SIZE][/FONT]
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[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR][CENTER][COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3]Why did I laugh tonight? No voice will tell[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3] No God, no demon of severe response[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3] Deigns to reply from heaven or from hell[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3] Then to my human heart I turn at once:[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3] Heart, thou and I are here, sad and alone,[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3] Say, why did I laugh? O mortal pain![/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3] O darkness! darkness! Forever must I moan[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3] To question heaven and hell and heart in vain?[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3] Why did I laugh? I know this being's lease[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3] My fancy to it's utmost blisses spreads[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3] Yet would I on this very midnight cease[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3] And all the world's gaudy ensigns see in shreds[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3] Verse, fame and beauty are intense indeed[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3] But death intenser, death is life's high meed.[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
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[B]John Keats[/B]
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[QUOTE=Last Island][CENTER] [FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=5][B][COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial]WHY DID I LAUGH TONIGHT? NO VOICE WILL TELL[/FONT][/COLOR][/B][/SIZE][/FONT]
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[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR][CENTER][COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3]Why did I laugh tonight? No voice will tell[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3] No God, no demon of severe response[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3] Deigns to reply from heaven or from hell[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3] Then to my human heart I turn at once:[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3] Heart, thou and I are here, sad and alone,[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3] Say, why did I laugh? O mortal pain![/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3] O darkness! darkness! Forever must I moan[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3] To question heaven and hell and heart in vain?[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3] Why did I laugh? I know this being's lease[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3] My fancy to it's utmost blisses spreads[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3] Yet would I on this very midnight cease[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3] And all the world's gaudy ensigns see in shreds[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3] Verse, fame and beauty are intense indeed[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
[COLOR=maroon][FONT=Arial][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3] But death intenser, death is life's high meed.[/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR]
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[B]John Keats[/B]
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[B][CENTER][SIZE="4"][COLOR="maroon"]THINK no more, lad; laugh, be jolly:
Why should men make haste to die? [/COLOR]
Empty heads and tongues a-talking
Make the rough road easy walking,
And the feather pate of folly
Bears the falling sky.

Oh, it is jesting, dancing, drinking
Spins the heavy world around.
If young hearts were not so clever,
Oh, they would be young for ever:
[COLOR="maroon"]Think no more; ’tis only thinking
Lays lads underground.[/COLOR] [/SIZE][/CENTER][/B]

[quote=S.H.Virk][B][CENTER][SIZE=4][COLOR=maroon]THINK no more, lad; laugh, be jolly:
Why should men make haste to die? [/COLOR]
Empty heads and tongues a-talking
Make the rough road easy walking,
And the feather pate of folly
Bears the falling sky.

Oh, it is jesting, dancing, drinking
Spins the heavy world around.
If young hearts were not so clever,
Oh, they would be young for ever:
[COLOR=maroon]Think no more; ’tis only thinking
Lays lads underground.[/COLOR] [/SIZE][/CENTER]
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[CENTER][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=4][COLOR=DarkRed]Soft you day, be velvet soft,
My true love approaches,
Look you bright, you dusty sun,
Array your golden coaches. [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
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Soft you wind, be soft as silk
My true love is speaking.
Hold you birds, your silver throats,
His golden voice I'm seeking. [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
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Come you death, in haste, do come
[/B]My shroud of black be weaving,
Quiet my heart, be deathly quiet, [/COLOR][/SIZE][B][SIZE=4][COLOR=DarkRed]
[/COLOR][/SIZE][COLOR=DarkRed][SIZE=4]My true love is leaving. [/SIZE]

[/COLOR][/B][/SIZE][/FONT][LEFT][B][SIZE=4][I][FONT=Palatino Linotype]Maya Angelou[/FONT][/I][/SIZE][/B]
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Say, O sweet, and do not rise,
The light that shines comes from thine eyes;
The day breaks not, it is my heart,
Because that you and I must part.
Stay, or else my joys will die,
And perish in their infancy.


by Anon.

[quote=Jani Abro]Say, O sweet, and do not rise,
The light that shines comes from thine eyes;
The day breaks not, it is my heart,
Because that you and I must part.
Stay, or else my joys will die,
And perish in their infancy.


by Anon.[/quote]

By John Donne. :)

[FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]STAY, O sweet, and do not rise! [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]The light that shines comes from thine eyes; [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]The day breaks not: it is my heart, [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Because that you and I must part.[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Stay! or else my joys will die, [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]And perish in their infancy. [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed] [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Tis true, ’tis day: what though it be? [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]O, wilt thou therefore rise from me? [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Why should we rise because ’tis light? [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Did we lie down because ’twas night? [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Love, which in spite of darkness brought us hither, [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Should in despite of light keep us together. [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed] [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Light hath no tongue, but is all eye. [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[LEFT][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]If it could speak as well as spy, [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][/LEFT]
[LEFT][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]This were the worst that it could say:— [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][/LEFT]
[FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]That, being well, I fain would stay, [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]And that I lov’d my heart and honour so, [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]That I would not from him, that had them, go. [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed] [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Must business thee from hence remove? [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Oh, that’s the worse disease of love! [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]The poor, the fool, the false, love can [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Admit, but not the busied man. [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]He, which hath business, and makes love, doth do [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=3][COLOR=DarkRed]Such wrong, as when a married man doth woo[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]

[QUOTE=Last Island][CENTER][FONT=Book Antiqua][SIZE=4][COLOR=DarkRed]
Come you death, in haste, do come
[/B]My shroud of black be weaving,
Quiet my heart, be deathly quiet, [/COLOR][/SIZE][B][SIZE=4][COLOR=DarkRed]
[/COLOR][/SIZE][COLOR=DarkRed][SIZE=4]My true love is leaving. [/SIZE]

[/COLOR][/B][/SIZE][/FONT][LEFT][B][SIZE=4][I][FONT=Palatino Linotype]Maya Angelou[/FONT][/I][/SIZE][/B]
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[CENTER][B][SIZE="4"]IN the wild autumn weather, when the rain was on the sea,
And the boughs sobbed together, Death came and spoke to me:
“Those red drops of thy heart I have come to take from thee;
As the storm sheds the rose, so thy love shall broken be,”
Said Death to me.

[COLOR="blue"]Then I stood straight and fearless while the rain was in the wave,
And I spoke low and tearless: “When thou hast made my grave,
Those red drops from my heart then thou shalt surely have;
But the rose keeps its bloom, as I my love will save
All for my grave.” [/COLOR]

In the wild autumn weather a dread sword slipped from its sheath;
While the boughs sobbed together, I fought a fight with Death,
And I vanquished him with prayer, and I vanquished him by faith:
Now the summer air is sweet with the rose’s fragrant breath
That conquered Death. [/SIZE][/B][/CENTER]