He was a strong and noble lord with piercing eyes of grey.
He sat upon his noble throne shining like the dawn.
His sword flashed like the brightest star.
He led our people well.
Yet here and now he lays in blood pierced with arrows.

He was the friend of many knights.
He loved the warrior games.
His heart was won by a lady fair for marriage they did wait.
A kindly prince, his duty carried him to another's bed.
And on her death true love returned, finally they wed.

He felt the grief of children lost to murder and to pain.
I was the youngest of his blood.
I'll never be the same.
Here lays my father and my lord.
I know not what to say.
Except my father and my lord was slain here on this day.

Here lays my father and my lord.
I know not what to say.
Except my father and my lord was slain here on this day….

Laurel A. Rockefeller

Tag: murder tribute song medieval lament king princess noble ballad knight dirge slain kendric

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I've always looked on criticism as a sort of envious tribute.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

Tag: jealousy tribute criticism envy the-beautiful-and-damned

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Edie Sedgwick (1943-1971)

I don't know how she did it. Fire
She was shaking all over. It took
her hours to put her make-up on.
But she did it. Even the false eye-lashes.
She ordered gin with triple
limes. Then a limosine. Everyone
knew she was the real heroine of
Blonde on Blonde.
oh it isn't fair
oh it isn't fair
how her ermine hair
turned men around
she was white on white
so blonde on blonde
and her long long legs
how I used to beg
to dance with her
but I never had
a chance with her
oh it isn't fair
how her ermine hair
used to swing so nice
used to cut the air
how all the men
used to dance with her
I never got a chance with her
though I really asked her
down deep
where you do
really dream
in the mind
reading love
I'd get
inside
her move
and we'd
turn around
and she'd
turn around
and turn the head
of everyone in town
her shaking shaking
glittering bones
second blonde child
after brian jones
oh it isn't fair

how I dreamed of her
and she slept
and she slept
forever
and I'll never dance
with her no never
she broke down
like a baby
like a baby girl
like a lady
with ermine hair
oh it isn't fair
and I'd like to see
her rise again
her white white bones
with baby brian jones
baby brian jones
like blushing
baby dolls

Patti Smith

Tag: tribute in-memoriam edie-sedgwick

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Never be too angry beyond repairs. Anger is nothing good to be part of your tributes. Are you angry with someone? The sun is sinking, just drop it now.

Israelmore Ayivor

Tag: love peace sun joy hatred tribute unity anger sunset food-for-thought anger-management sunshine sunlight-sunset drop angry someone repair someone-like-you sunrise angry-young-man love-people bad-things repaired tributes unity-in-the-church hatred-and-imagination israelmore-ayivor anger-and-attitude not-good-enough someone-else-s-problem drops not-good peaceful-life sun-light

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We can’t answer King’s assassination with violence. That would be the worst tribute we could pay him.

Sammy Davis Jr.

Tag: tribute violence civil-rights-movement legacy nonviolence martin-luther-king martin-luther-king-jr

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