Richard St John Harris (1 October 1930 – 25 October 2002) was an Irish actor, singer-songwriter, theatrical producer, film director and writer.
He appeared on stage and in many films, and is perhaps best known for his roles as King Arthur in Camelot (1967), as Oliver Cromwell in Cromwell (1970) and as Albus Dumbledore in the first two films in the Harry Potter series, his final works. He played a British aristocrat and prisoner in A Man Called Horse (1970), Emperor Marcus Aurelius in Gladiator (2000), Saint John in Apocalypse Revelation (2002), gunfighter English Bob in Clint Eastwood's Western film Unforgiven (1992), and Dom Frollo in the 1997 TV movie version of The Hunchback of Notre Dame. Harris had a top ten hit in the UK and the US with his 1968 recording of Jimmy Webb's song "MacArthur Park".
Harris, the fifth of nine children, was born in Limerick city, Ireland (then known as the Irish Free State) into a middle-class, staunchly Roman Catholic family. His parents were Ivan John Harris (b. 1896, son of Richard Harris, b. 1854, son of James Harris of St. Michael's, Limerick) and Mildred Josephine Harty Harris (b. 1898, daughter of James Harty, St. John's, Limerick, who owned a flour mill.) Harris' siblings include Patrick Ivan (born 1929), Noel William Michael (born 1932), Diarmid (Dermot, born 1939), and William George Harris (born 1942). He was schooled by the Jesuits at Crescent College. A talented rugby player, he was on several Munster Junior and Senior Cup teams for Crescent, and played for Garryowen. Harris' athletic career was cut short when he caught tuberculosis in his teens. He remained an ardent fan of the Munster Rugby and Young Munster teams then until his death, and attending many of its matches, and there are numerous stories of japes at rugby matches with the actors and fellow rugby fans Peter O'Toole and Richard Burton.
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Dancing girl
You have danced with me
Til my dreams came true
You have danced with me
On and on, while the music played
But I always knew it had to end this way some day
Oh dancing girl
Those who dance and sing
Must leave love alone waiting in the wings
When the curtain calls
and it will I know
You will leave my arms and go on with the show
I know, and
It will be a lonely world
Without you dancing girl
This time we almost made the pieces fit, didn't we girl?
This time we almost some sense of it, didn't we girl?
This time I had the answer right here in my hand
Then I touched it and it had turned to sand
This time we almost sang our song in tune, didn't we
girl?
This time we almost made it to the moon, oh didn't we
girl
This time we almost made our poem rhyme
This time we almost made that long hard climb
You swore that you had taught me everything from A to Z
With nary an omission in between
Well, I shall tell you what
You obviously forgot
That's how a ruler rules a....queen!
And what of teaching me by turning me to animal and
bird?
From beaver to the smallest bobolink
I should have had the whirl
To change into a girl
To learn the way the creatures think!
But wasn't there a night
On a summer, long gone by
We passed a couple wrangling away
And did I not say 'Merlin, what if that chap were I?'
And did he not give counsel and say...
What was it now? My mind's a wall
Oh, yes, by jove...now I recall
'How to handle a woman?
There's a way,' said the wise old man,
'A way known by ev'ry woman
Since the whole rigmarole began.'
'Do I flatter her?' I begged him answer.
'Do I threaten or cajole or plead?
Do I brood or play the gay romancer?'
Said he, smiling: 'No indeed.
How to handle a woman?
Mark me well, I will tell you, sir
The way to handle a woman
Is to love her...simply love her...
Merely love her...love her...love her.'
Whats wrong Jenny, Where are you these days
What are you thinking
I don't understand you.
But no matter
Merlin told me once, never be too disturbed if you
don't understand what a women is thinking,
They don't do it very often
But what do you do while they are doing it
How to handle a woman?
Mark me well, I will tell you, sir
The way to handle a woman
Is to love her...simply love her...
ARTHUR:
I know what my people are thinking tonight,
As home through the shadows they wander.
Ev'ryone smiling in secret delight,
They stare at the castle and ponder.
Whenever the wind blows this way,
You can almost hear ev'ryone say:
I wonder what the king is doing tonight?
What merriment is the king pursuing tonight?
The candles at the court, they never burned as bright.
I wonder what the king is up to tonight?
How goes the final hour
As he sees his bridal bower
Being regally and legally prepared?
Well, I'll tell you what the king is doing tonight:
He's scared! He's scared!
You mean that a king who fought a dragon,
Hacked him in two and fixed his wagon,
Goes to be wed in terror and distress?
Yes!
A warrior who's so calm in battle
Even his armor doesn't rattle
Faces a woman petrified with fright?
Right!
You mean that appalling clamoring
That sounds like a blacksmith hammering
Is merely the banging of his royal knees?
Please!
You wonder what the king is wishing tonight?
He's wishing he were in Scotland fishing tonight!
What occupies his time while waiting for the bride?
He's searching high and low for some place to hide.
And oh, the expectation,
The sublime anticipation
He must feel about the wedding night to come.
Well, I'll tell you what the king is feeling tonight:
He's numb!
He shakes!
He quails! He quakes!
Standing in my eyes
You'll always be the reason
But I knew I couldn't keep you for good
And I'm not even sure that I should
But girl, if you must leave my life
You leave me alone
And baby, long before you leave my life
Be sure you have your own
Somewhere in my mouth
There'll always be the taste of you
Forever is so very long
I don't want your life to go wrong
So girl, if you must leave my life
Consider every part
And baby, long before you leave my life
Be sure you have your heart
'Cause if it's not there
When you unpack
It might not be here
Spring was never waiting for us, girl
It ran one step ahead
As we followed in the dance
Between the parted pages
And were pressed in love's hot, fevered iron
Like a striped pair of pants
MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again, oh no
I recall the yellow cotton dress
Foaming like a wave
On the ground around your knees
The birds like tender babies in your hands
And the old men playing checkers, by the trees
MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again, oh no
There will be another song for me
For I will sing it
There will be another dream for me
Someone will bring it
I will drink the wine while it is warm
And never let you catch me looking at the sun
And after all the loves of my life
After all the loves of my life, you'll still be the one
I will take my life into my hands and I will use it
I will win the worship in their eyes and I will lose it
I will have the things that I desire
And my passion flow like rivers through the sky
And after all the loves of my life
Oh, after all the loves of my life
I'll be thinking of you and wondering why
MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
You're sleeping son, I know
But, really, this can't wait
I wanted to explain
Before it Gets too late
For your mother and me
Love has finally died
This is no happy home
But God knows how I've tried
Because you're all I have, my boy
You are my life, my pride, my joy
And if I stay, I stay because of you, my boy
I know it's hard to understand
Why did we ever start?
We're more like strangers now
Each acting out a part
I have laughed, I have cried
I have lost every game
Taken all I can take
But I'll stay here just the same
Because you're all I have, my boy
You are my life, my pride, my joy
And if I stay, I stay because of you, my boy
Sleep on, you haven't heard a word
Perhaps it's just as well
Why spoil your little dreams
Why put you through the hell
Life is no fairytale
As one day you will know
But now you're just a child
I'll stay here and watch you grow
Because you're all I have, my boy
You are my life, my pride, my joy
She's called me again
And I've taken all my old forgotten dreams out of the closet
To put them on
I have found my crumbling crown
Lying where I tossed it
I thought that I had lost it
But here I am, a tramp shining
She's called me again
And I've gathered all my old forgotten dreams like dusty diamonds
To make a ring
Seated on my threadbare throne
I should straighten my bent scepter
And pretend I could have kept her
And welcome her home, A Tramp Shining.
I have found my crumbling crown
Lying where I tossed it
I was afraid that I had lost it
But here I am, a tramp shining
A brand new clown
A brand new clown
Bless the song that no one sings,
Bless the bell that no one rings,
Bless the birds that have no wings,
old broken toys, sad little boys who don't know why,
And Lovers,
Lovers such as I
Bless the place that no one goes,
Bless the words that no one knows,
Bless the rose that never grows,
lights that are dim, trees without limbs, babies that cry,
And lovers,
Lovers such as I,
Wheels that don't turn,
Fires that don't burn,
Things that must die,
And lovers,
Lovers. . .who let their chances go by,
Such as you,
Such
Standing in my eyes
You'll always be the reason
But I knew I couldn't keep you for good
And I'm not even sure that I should
But girl, if you must leave my life
You leave me alone
And baby, long before you leave my life
Be sure you have your own
Somewhere in my mouth
There'll always be the taste of you
Forever is so very long
I don't want your life to go wrong
So girl, if you must leave my life
Consider every part
And baby, long before you leave my life
Be sure you have your heart
'Cause if it's not there
When you unpack
It might not be here
You can't erase the paper chase
She'll make you players in the bright merry morning
She'll run and hide and leave you the paper
Promises behind her as she runs across the square
You can't win the race, she will set the pace
You'll hear her laughing just behind the foolish fences
Throw back the gate and find the piece of paper
Lying on the curbstone but the lady won't be there
And later in the day, you will be searching for a way
To let her know, you're ready for her little game to end
'Cause it's getting dark and then
You'll see her face, a glimpse of lace
And you'll go running through the last sweet dying day dreams
Calling her name but she's been home an hour
Laughing at the mirror and she combs her paper hair
And later in the day, you will be searching for a way
To let her know you're ready for her little game to end
'Cause it's getting dark and then
You'll see her face, a glimpse of lace
And you'll go running through the last sweet dying day dreams
Calling her name but she's been home an hour