Showing posts with label Three. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Three. Show all posts

Saturday, March 3, 2012

Saturday, September 10, 2011

"Three" by Benjamin Franklin


"Three can keep a secret - if two of them are dead"

... Benjamin Franklin




"Guests, like fish, begin to smell after three days."

... Benjamin Franklin





"There are three faithful friends - an old wife, an old dog, and ready money." 

... Benjamin Franklin

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Sunday, May 30, 2010

Threes by Carl Sandburg


I was a boy when I heard three red words 
a thousand Frenchmen died in the streets 
for: Liberty, Equality, Fraternity--I asked 
why men die for words.



I was older; men with mustaches, sideburns, 
lilacs, told me the high golden words are: 
Mother, Home, and Heaven--other older men with 
face decorations said: God, Duty, Immortality 
--they sang these threes slow from deep lungs.


Years ticked off their say-so on the great clocks 
of doom and damnation, soup, and nuts: meteors flashed 
their say-so: and out of great Russia came three 
dusky syllables workmen took guns and went out to die 
for: Bread, Peace, Land.



And I met a marine of the U.S.A., a leatherneck with a girl on his knee 
for a memory in ports circling the earth and he said: Tell me how to say 
three things and I always get by--gimme a plate of ham and eggs--how 
much--and--do you love me, kid?


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Saturday, January 16, 2010