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rhinochopig

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My wife wants to have a naming ceremony for our Son. Given that this will be a civil matter - I don't do religion - we need some readings or poems.

Someone suggested To my Son by Siegfried Sassoon but I can't find the words anywhere to see whether we like it - can the all wise PH help.

If anyone has any other reading suggestion that would also be helpful.

At the moment we have only one we can agree upon, which Bizarely is by Dr Seuss hehe

http://www.teamhope.com/seuss.htm


Neil H

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That's a bit of a daft name to give your son TBH.

rhinochopig

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Neil H said:
That's a bit of a daft name to give your son TBH.
rofl

LukeBird

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Neil H said:
That's a bit of a daft name to give your son TBH.
hehe

Exactly what I thought!

staceyb

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110 months

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Isn't To My Son by Lord Byron?

Those flaxen locks, those eyes of blue
Bright as thy mother's in their hue;
Those rosy lips, whose dimples play
And smile to steal the heart away,
Recall a scene of former joy,
And touch thy father's heart, my Boy!

And thou canst lisp a father's name--
Ah, William, were thine own the same,--
No self-reproach--but, let me cease--
My care for thee shall purchase peace;
Thy mother's shade shall smile in joy,
And pardon all the past, my Boy!

Her lowly grave the turf has prest,
And thou hast known a stranger's breast;
Derision sneers upon thy birth,
And yields thee scarce a name on earth;
Yet shall not these one hope destroy,--
A Father's heart is thine, my Boy!

Why, let the world unfeeling frown,
Must I fond Nature's claims disown?
Ah, no--though moralists reprove,
I hail thee, dearest child of Love,
Fair cherub, pledge of youth and joy--
A Father guards thy birth, my Boy!

Oh,'twill be sweet in thee to trace,
Ere Age has wrinkled o'er my face,
Ere half my glass of life is run,
At once a brother and a son;
And all my wane of years employ
In justice done to thee, my Boy!

Although so young thy heedless sire,
Youth will not damp parental fire;
And, wert thou still less dear to me,
While Helen's form revives in thee,
The breast, which beat to former joy,
Will ne'er desert its pledge, my Boy!
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zakelwe

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84 months

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If by Rudyard Kilpling is a fine poem for a young man.

Regards
Andy

cazzer

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134 months

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How about "If".




IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!



(Edited to add, great minds think alike) smile

Edited by cazzer on Thursday 19th November 12:48

rhinochopig

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staceyb said:
Isn't To My Son by Lord Byron?
Siegfried wrote one of the same title. I quite like the Bryon one but it's a little too flowery I think. I check with the O/H.

Thanks.

ninja-lewis

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If you sign up for a free trial here, it will apparently let you see a copy of a book with the poem in it.

http://www.questia.com/library/book/collected-poem...

rhinochopig

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ninja-lewis said:
If you sign up for a free trial here, it will apparently let you see a copy of a book with the poem in it.

http://www.questia.com/library/book/collected-poem...
I'm going to order the book from the Library. I don't want to get deluged with spam. Thanks for finding the book though - cheers!
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