Arthur Byron Cover (born January 14, 1950, in Grundy, Virginia) is a science fiction author.
Cover attended the Clarion Writer's SF Workshop in New Orleans in 1971, and made his first professional short-story sale to Harlan Ellison's The Last Dangerous Visions.
Cover's short stories have appeared in Infinity Five, Alternities, The Alien Condition, Weird Heroes #6, The Year's Best Horror #4 and #5, Wild Cards #5: Down & Dirty, and Pulphouse. He's also written several comic books — most notably two issues of Daredevil (one of them with Ellison), and Space Clusters, a graphic novel from DC Comics illustrated by Alex Niño — plus several animation scripts, and reviews and articles for such august publications as The New York Review of Science Fiction.
Cover's first novel, Autumn Angels, was the second of Harlan Ellison's Discovery Series of new authors for Pyramid Books, and was nominated for a Nebula Award. The novel has been described as "a stylistic cross-breed of Ellison and Vonnegut, and as such both predates and bests Douglas Adams in creating a comic, literary fantasy."
William Shakespeare (baptised 26 April 1564; died 23 April 1616) was an English poet and playwright, widely regarded as the greatest writer in the English language and the world's pre-eminent dramatist. He is often called England's national poet and the "Bard of Avon". His surviving works, including some collaborations, consist of about 38 plays, 154 sonnets, two long narrative poems, and several other poems. His plays have been translated into every major living language and are performed more often than those of any other playwright.
Shakespeare was born and brought up in Stratford-upon-Avon. At the age of 18, he married Anne Hathaway, with whom he had three children: Susanna, and twins Hamnet and Judith. Between 1585 and 1592, he began a successful career in London as an actor, writer, and part owner of a playing company called the Lord Chamberlain's Men, later known as the King's Men. He appears to have retired to Stratford around 1613 at age 49, where he died three years later. Few records of Shakespeare's private life survive, and there has been considerable speculation about such matters as his physical appearance, sexuality, religious beliefs, and whether the works attributed to him were written by others.
Arthur Byron Coble (November 3, 1878 – December 8, 1966) was an American mathematician. He did research on finite geometries and the group theory related to them, Cremona transformations associated with the Galois theory of equations, and the relations between hyperelliptic theta functions, irrational binary invariants, the Weddle surface and the Kummer surface. He was President of the American Mathematical Society from 1933 to 1934.
Arthur Coble was born on November 3, 1878 in Williamstown, Pennsylvania. His mother Emma was a schoolteacher. When Coble was born, his father Ruben was the manager of a store. Later, he became president of a bank. Coble's parents belonged to Evangelical Lutheran Church. Coble was brought up strictly as an Evangelical Lutheran; however, he rejected this Church when he reached adulthood.
Coble entered Gettysburg College in 1893, and completed his A.B. in 1897. He spent a year as a public school teacher. He entered Johns Hopkins University in 1898 to pursue his graduate studies. He completed his Ph.D. from the university in 1902. His Ph.D. thesis was The Relation of the Quartic Curve to Conics. His thesis supervisor was English-born mathematician Frank Morley. Later, Coble recalled how Morley made it "a cardinal point to have on hand a sufficient variety of thesis problems to accommodate particular tastes and capacities."
Byron G. Harlan (August 29, 1861 – September 11, 1936) was an American singer from Kansas, a comic minstrel singer and balladeer who often recorded with Arthur Collins. The two together were often billed as "Collins & Harlan".
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Sir Charles Spencer "Charlie" Chaplin, KBE (16 April 1889 – 25 December 1977) was an English comic actor, film director and composer best known for his work during the silent film era. He became the most famous film star in the world before the end of World War I. Chaplin used mime, slapstick and other visual comedy routines, and continued well into the era of the talkies, though his films decreased in frequency from the end of the 1920s. His most famous role was that of The Tramp, which he first played in the Keystone comedy Kid Auto Races at Venice in 1914. From the April 1914 one-reeler Twenty Minutes of Love onwards he was writing and directing most of his films, by 1916 he was also producing them, and from 1918 he was even composing the music for them. With Mary Pickford, Douglas Fairbanks and D. W. Griffith, he co-founded United Artists in 1919.
Chaplin was one of the most creative and influential personalities of the silent-film era. He was influenced by his predecessor, the French silent film comedian Max Linder, to whom he dedicated one of his films. His working life in entertainment spanned over 75 years, from the Victorian stage and the music hall in the United Kingdom as a child performer, until close to his death at the age of 88. His high-profile public and private life encompassed both adulation and controversy. Chaplin was identified with left-wing politics during the McCarthy era and he was ultimately forced to resettle in Europe from 1952.
Take of me what you will, take my dreams away
But tomorrow is still another day
Confuse me with your fancy talk, crush me with your lies
But you'll never beat me down no matter how you try
You'll never understand, I can see it in your eyes..
[Chorus]
Love is (the spirit that will never die)
Love is (the spirit that will never die)
Love is (the spirit that will never die)
Think only of yourself, you make it big that way
Causing sorrow in your friends today
Let others do your dirty work, Pretend you never knew
But you'll never beat me down no matter what you do
I've nothing else to lose but theres still enough for you
[Chorus]
Its over now, nothing left to say
To have me on my knees, no stand to pay
To see my hand hang low, you split my heart in two
But you'll never beat me down no matter what you do
I was feeling really low but I knew that I'd get through cuz..
I put a spell on you, because you're mine
You'd better stop the things that you do
I ain't lyin', no I ain't lyin', yeah!
I just can't stand it, baby, for you're always runnin' around
I can't stand it the way you're always puttin' me down
I put a spell on you, because you're mine
I put a spell on you, because you're mine
You'd better stop the things that you do
Lord knows I ain't lyin', said I ain't lyin'
I just can't stand it, baby, the way you're always tryin' to put me down
I just can't stand it the way you're always runnin' 'round
I put a spell on you, because you're mine
Because you're mine
I said I love you, I love you, I love you, oh baby how
I don't care if you don't want me
I said I'm yours, I'm yours right now
I put a spell on you, because you're mine
I put a spell on you
I just can't stand the way you're always tryin' to put me down
I put a spell on you, oh yeah
God-brother.....you lie...
When you see a fire burning inside your minds eye
Grieve/Breathe(???) the meaning of the flames before you let them die
Let them burn you through until you know that you can fly
Twisting - turning - falling - burning
Roaring balls of fire
Eyes that see them have no need
Of guides to span the wire
Let the flames burn you right through
To low the burns through higher
Come and see
Come and buy
I can sell you the love
I can buy you the morning sun
You can buy seven/sand/sun(???) from the morning
From suns to the set in the morning for tea
Pockets of love but nothing to buy
Crystals of beauty - the mountain - the sea
Something that ain't through a mind full of pride
Going hands with the sun and set yourself free
Come and see
Come and buy
Come and buy...buy my love
Sleeping sunsets sweat their beauty
Melting at your feet
Take your mind through sacred fire
Leaving you complete
Let the flames burn you so hard
There can be no re-treat
Floating - drooping - looping - turning
Roaring balls of fire
Light the pathway you must take
To drag you from the myre
Sooth the darkness from your feet
Burn down your funeral pyre
Come and see
Come and buy
I can sell you the love
I can sell you the morning sun
You can buy seven/sand/sun(???) from the morning
From suns to the set in the morning for tea
Pockets of love but nothing to buy
Crystals of beauty - the mountain - the sea
Something that ain't through a mind full of pride
Going hands with the sun and set yourself free
Come and see
Come and buy
Buy my fire
Buy my fire
Eyes are glaring on your face
Watching you below
Take the sun that sweats at midnight
Burning you below
See the sun as it sweats with beauty
Burning through the fire
Feeding on your soul - so deep
Fire
Come and buy my
Fire
Come and buy my fire
Come and buy...
Buy my fire...
Why is it so cold down here?
So cold...!!
Let me in...
The price of your entry is sin
Go away - then return
Know which fase you have to turn
Eyes are glaring
Voice's flaring
When this world is getting you down,
And nothing is in its right place;
Your friends are lettin' you down,
And you can't seem to find the right face.
All you want is me,
All you need is me to give you
(Chorus)
Rest cure for all your ills
Rest cure to make the world stand still,
Rest cure and the world will bring you down no more.
When livin' becomes just a task,
And your burden's too heavy to bear,
And life is travellin' so fast,
That colours become just a glare.
You can lean on me
And take my eyes to see, to give you
(Chorus)
Take my hand and I'll show you where
The love can banish all your worries and despair
When you can't cling onto the past,
Cause you're not proud of anything you've done, no.
And each moment seems like your last,
Cause you're robbed of all you've won.
All you want is me
All you need is me to give you
Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways,
I've stumbled on the side of seven misty mountains,
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans,
I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
And it's a hard rains a-gonna fall.
Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it,
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin,
I saw a white ladder all covered with water,
Ten thousands drummers whose hands were a-blazin,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rains a-gonna fall.
And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
And what did you hear, my darling young one?
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin,
Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world,
Heard ten thousand whisperin and nobody listenin,
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rains a-gonna fall.
Oh, what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what'll you do now, my darling young one?
Im a-goin back out fore the rain starts a-fallin,
I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest,
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten,
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison,
Where the executioners face is always well hidden,
And I'll tell it and speak it and think it and breathe it,
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it,
Then I'll stand on the ocean until It start sinkin,
But I'll know my song well before I start singin,
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
Dynamic explosions in my brain
Shattered me to drops of rain
Falling from a yellow sky
On orange faces to an opened eye
Stop me, hold me back as I jerk
Stop me, voices from all those at work
Lips don't want to criticize, you know
Eyes can never tell you lies
It's the words
Take that fire burning my brain
Let me love it higher
Why is it so cold out here, so cold
Let me in
The price of your entry is sin
Go away then return
Know which face you have to turn
Eyes are glaring, voice's flaring
Caught up deep inside in my brain
Take my love and turn it to pain
Take my heart and tear it apart
I am the god of hell fire and I bring you:
Fire
I'll take you to burn.
Fire
I'll take you to learn.
I'll see you burn!
You fought hard and you saved and learned
but all of it's going to burn.
And your mind
your tiny mind
you know you've really been so blind.
Now's your time burn your mind.
You're falling far too far behind.
Oh no
oh no
oh no
you gonna burn!
Fire
to destroy all you've done.
Fire
to end all you've become.
I'll feel your burn!
You've been living like a little girl
in the middle of your little world.
and your mind
your tiny mind
you know you've really been so blind.
Nows your time burn your mind
you're falling far too far behind.
Oohhh
Fire
I'll take you to burn.
Fire
I'll take you to learn.
You gonna burn ... burn ... burn ...burn ... burn ... burn
Fire
I'll take you to burn.
Fire
I'll take you to learn.
Fire