Why should I yearn
To keep the
relique?
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No trouble she to carry here nor there;
No balls she visits, and requires no care;
The conquest easy, we may talk or not;
The only
difficulty
we have got,
Is how to find one, we may faithful view;
So let us choose a girl, to love quite new.
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Verum hac nolente coactos 15
Scribimus
audaces numeros, & flebile carmen
Scribimus (o soli qui te dilexit) habendum.
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So both advance swiftly to the town with all
their columns, no long march apart, and at once Aeneas descried afar the
plains all smoking with dust, and saw the Laurentine columns, and Turnus
knew Aeneas terrible in arms, and heard the
advancing
feet and the
neighing of the horses.
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And when at night I stretch me on my bed
And
darkness
spreads its shadow o'er me;
No rest comes then anigh my weary head,
Wild dreams and spectres dance before me.
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When the living leave us, moved, I gaze,
For to enter death, is
entering
the temple;
And when a man dies, and goes his way,
I see my own ascent, clear, like crystal.
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19th Century French Poetry |
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The variant has
_ultaprid
ki-is-su-su_,
"he shook his murderous weapon.
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Epic of Gilgamesh |
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Could I
contradict
him?
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UN COUP DE DES JAMAIS, QUAND BIEN MEME LANCE DANS DES CIRCONSTANCES ETERNELLES DU FOND D'UN NAUFRAGE, Soit que l'Abime blanchi, etale, furieux sous une inclinaison planche desesperement d'aile, la sienne, par avance retombee d'un mal a dresser le vol et couvrant les jaillissements, coupant au ras les bonds tres a l'interieur resume l'ombre enfouie dans la profondeur, par cette voile alternative jusqu'adapter sa beante profondeur entant que la coque d'un batiment penche de l'un ou l'autre bord
LE MAITRE, hors d'anciens calculs, ou la manoeuvre avec l'age oubliee surgi jadis, il empoignait la barre inferant de cette configuration a ses pieds de l'horizon unanime, que se prepare s'agite et mele au poing qui l'etreindrait, comme on menace un destin et les vents, l'unique Nombre, qui ne peut pas etre un autre Esprit, pour le jeter dans la tempete en reployer la division et passer fier; hesite, cadavre par le bras ecarte du secret qu'il detient plutot que de jouer, en maniaque: chenu la partie au nom des flots, un envahit le chef, coule en barbe, soumise naufrage, cela direct de l'homme sans nef, n'importe ou vaine
ancestralement a n'ouvrir pas la main crispee par dela l'inutile tete, legs en la disparition, a quelqu'un ambigu, l'ulterieur demon immemorial, ayant de contrees nulles induit le vieillard vers cette conjonction supreme avec la probabilite, celui son ombre puerile caressee et polie et rendue et lavee assouplie par la vague, et soustraite aux durs os perdus entre les ais ne d'un ebat, la mer par l'aieul tentant ou l'aieul contre la mer, une chance oiseuse, Fiancailles dont le voile d'illusion
rejailli
leur hantise, ainsi que le fantome d'un geste chancellera, s'affalera, folie N'ABOLIRA
COMME SI Une insinuation simple au silence, enroulee avec ironie, ou le mystere precipite, hurle, dans quelque proche tourbillon d'hilarite et d'horreur, voltige autour du gouffre sans le joncher ni fuir et en berce le vierge indice COMME SI
plume solitaire eperdue, sauf que la rencontre ou l'effleure une toque de minuit et immobilise au velours chiffonne par un esclaffement sonore, cette blancheur rigide, derisoire en opposition au ciel, trop pour ne pas marquer exigument quiconque prince amer de l'ecueil, s'en coiffe comme de l'heroique, irresistible mais contenu par sa petite raison, virile en foudre
soucieux expiatoire et pubere muet rire que SI La lucide et seigneuriale aigrette de vertige au front invisible scintille, puis ombrage, une stature mignonne tenebreuse, debout en sa torsion de sirene, le temps de souffleter, par d'impatientes squames ultimes, bifurquees, un roc faux manoir tout de suite evapore en brumes qui imposa une borne a l'infini
C'ETAIT LE NOMBRE, issu stellaire, EXISTAT-IL autrement qu'hallucination eparse, d'agonie; COMMENCAT-IL ET CESSAT-IL, sourdant que nie, et clos, quand apparu enfin, par quelque profusion repandue en rarete; SE CHIFFRAT-IL evidence de la somme, pour peu qu'une; ILLUMINAT-IL, CE SERAIT, pire non davantage ni moins indifferemment mais autant, LE HASARD Choit la plume, rythmique suspens du sinistre, s'ensevelir aux ecumes originelles nagueres, d'ou sursauta son delire jusqu'a une cime fletrie par la neutralite identique du gouffre
RIEN de la memorable crise ou se fut l'evenement accompli, en vue de tout resultat nul humain, N'AURA EU LIEU, une elevation ordinaire verse l'absence QUE LE LIEU inferieur clapotis quelconque, comme pour disperser l'acte vide abruptement, qui sinon par son mensonge eut fonde la perdition, dans ces parages du vague, en quoi toute realite se dissout
EXCEPTE a l'altitude PEUT-ETRE, aussi loin qu'un endroit fusionne avec au-dela, hors l'interet quant a lui signale, en general, selon telle obliquite, par telle declivite de feux, vers ce doit etre le Septentrion aussi Nord UNE CONSTELLATION froide d'oubli et de desuetude, pas tant qu'elle n'enumere, sur quelque surface vacante et superieure, le heurt successif, sideralement, d'un compte total en formation, veillant, doutant, roulant, brillant et meditant avant de s'arreter a quelque point dernier qui le sacre Toute pensee emet un Coup de Des.
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Mallarme - Poems |
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and by the internal
evidence
which the several pieces afford.
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Thomas Chatterton - Rowley Poems |
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How lovely, Nith, thy
fruitful
vales,
Where bounding hawthorns gaily bloom;
And sweetly spread thy sloping dales,
Where lambkins wanton through the broom.
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Robert Burns - Poems and Songs |
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, _forced pledge, pledge
demanded
by force_: acc.
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Beowulf |
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On heav'nly ground they stood, and from the shore 210
They view'd the vast
immeasurable
Abyss
Outrageous as a Sea, dark, wasteful, wilde,
Up from the bottom turn'd by furious windes
And surging waves, as Mountains to assault
Heav'ns highth, and with the Center mix the Pole.
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Milton |
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Mon canot
toujours
fixe; et sa chaine tiree
Au fond de cet oeil d'eau sans bords--a quelle boue?
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Rimbaud - Poesie Completes |
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71 They assemble, unless upon some sudden emergency, on stated days, either at the new or full moon, which they account the most
auspicious
season for beginning any enterprise.
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Tacitus |
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Thou rich-man's
lawgiver!
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Euripides - Alcestis |
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Faustus" should have been
produced
by an author aged probably less than
twenty-five is amazing.
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World's Greatest Books - Volume 17 - Poetry and Drama |
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"
Then becometh it kin to the faun and the dryad, a woodland- dweller amid the rocks and streams
" consociisfaunts
dryadisque
inter saxa sylvarum" Janus of Basel.
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Ezra-Pound-Provenca-English |
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_Enter_ SIR RALPH
BAGENHALL
_and_ SIR THOMAS STAFFORD.
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Tennyson |
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Li Bai - Chinese |
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e lace, with a knot,
2488 [E] In
tokenyng
he wat3 tane in tech of a faute;
[F] & ?
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Gawaine and the Green Knight |
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OSWALD But the
pretended
Father--
MARMADUKE Earthly law
Measures not crimes like his.
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Wordsworth - 1 |
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Despair,
despair!
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Euripides - Alcestis |
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We hear the warlike
clarions
we view the turning spheres *
Yet Thou in indolence reposest holding me in bonds {These lines first appear after line 2, but are marked to be moved here.
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Blake - Zoas |
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Fare ye well,
farewell!
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Elizabeth Browning |
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_] Why
do you look at me like a
stranger?
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Yeats |
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With thee
conversing
I forget all time,
All seasons and thir change, all please alike.
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Milton |
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Rather the mind
was quickened and the revolving
thoughts
ground against each other as
millstones grind when there is no corn between; and yet the brain would
not wear out and give him rest.
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Kipling - Poems |
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If thy foot in scorn
Could tread them out to
darkness
utterly,
It might be well perhaps.
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Sonnets from the Portugese |
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There 'is'
confusion
worse than death,
Trouble on trouble, pain on pain,
Long labour unto aged breath,
Sore task to hearts worn out with [6] many wars
And eyes grow dim with gazing on the pilot-stars.
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Tennyson |
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What is it that a Roman would not suffer,
That a
Venetian
Prince must bear?
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Byron |
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By Verb and Fairfax trod before,
Men will dispute how their extent
Within such
dwarfish
confines went.
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Marvell - Poems |
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I have
been rigid in exclusion, because it appears to me highly desirable that a
fair verdict on Whitman should now be pronounced in England on poetic
grounds alone; and because it was clearly impossible that the book, with
its
audacities
of topic and of expression included, should run the same
chance of justice, and of circulation through refined minds and hands,
which may possibly be accorded to it after the rejection of all such
peccant poems.
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Whitman |
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"O ye, whom wrath
consumes!
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Keats |
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HOLY SATYR
Most holy Satyr,
like a goat,
with horns and hooves
to match thy coat
of russet brown,
I make leaf-circlets
and a crown of honey-flowers
for thy throat;
where the amber petals
drip to ivory,
I cut and slip
each
stiffened
petal
in the rift
of carven petal:
honey horn
has wed the bright
virgin petal of the white
flower cluster: lip to lip
let them whisper,
let them lilt, quivering:
Most holy Satyr,
like a goat,
hear this our song,
accept our leaves,
love-offering,
return our hymn;
like echo fling
a sweet song,
answering note for note.
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American Poetry - 1922 |
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The World's a bubble, and the Life of Man
Less than a span:
In his
conception
wretched, from the womb
So to the tomb;
Curst from his cradle, and brought up to years
With cares and fears.
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Golden Treasury |
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Nevertheless these rulers, although appearing
in the pretentious
nomenclature
as gods, appear to have been real
historic personages.
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Epic of Gilgamesh |
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Note: Ixion was tormented on a wheel in Hades,
Tantalus
by water and food just out of reach, Prometheus by having his liver torn by vultures, Sisyphus by being forced eternally to roll a boulder to the top of a hill and see it roll back again.
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Ronsard |
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Two we were, with one heart blessed:
If heart's dead, yes, then I foresee,
I'll die, or I must
lifeless
be,
Like those statues made of lead.
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Villon |
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KING:
Dear
Henrietta!
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Shelley |
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Now green's the sod, and cauld's the clay,
That wraps my
Highland
Mary!
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Golden Treasury |
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hesitate
not to grant me this favour, pity my misfortune or else may thy dazzling
lightning
instantly
reduce me to ashes; then carry me hence, and may thy
breath hurl me into some burning pickle[50] or turn me into one of the
stones on which the votes are counted.
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Aristophanes |
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The
stillness
of the morning is
impressive.
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Thoreau - Excursions and Poems |
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"Where shall I be sent," thought I, "if not to
Petersburg?
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Pushkin - Daughter of the Commandant |
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Into the sky,
the red
earthenware
and the galvanised iron chimneys
thrust their cowls.
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Imagists |
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money paid for a work or a
replacement
copy, if a defect in the
electronic work is discovered and reported to you within 90 days
of receipt of the work.
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Sarojini Naidu - Golden Threshold |
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* * * * *
* * * * *
If
solitude
succeed to grief,
Release from pain is slight relief;
The vacant bosom's wilderness
Might thank the pang that made it less.
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Byron |
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It perseveres if grief be all its view,
And squanders gems for which no mortal thanks,
And blesses when self as
sacrifice
it burns.
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Stefan George - Selections from His Works and Others |
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" If the commission sate
soon after the vth of September, as is most probable, King Edward
might very possibly be at Bristol at the time of Sir Baldewyn's
execution; for, in the
interval
between his coronation and the
parliament which met in November, he made a progress (as the
Continuator of Stowe informs us, p.
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Thomas Chatterton - Rowley Poems |
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God, grasping as a thunderbolt
The man's rejected nature,
Smote him
therewith
i' the presence high
Of his so worshipped earth and sky
That looked on all indifferently--
A wailing human creature.
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Elizabeth Browning |
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The truth was worse: _155
For here a sister and a brother
Had
solemnized
a monstrous curse,
Meeting in this fair solitude:
For beneath yon very sky,
Had they resigned to one another _160
Body and soul.
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Shelley |
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In the
East,
maturity
comes early; and this child had already lived through
all a woman's life.
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Sarojini Naidu - Golden Threshold |
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"
"I will go where I am wanted, for the sergeant does not mind;
He may be sick to see me but he treats me very kind:
He gives me beer and
breakfast
and a ribbon for my cap,
And I never knew a sweetheart spend her money on a chap.
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AE Housman - A Shropshire Lad |
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How express what I felt in the
presence
of this man, awful and cruel for
all, myself only excepted?
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Pushkin - Daughter of the Commandant |
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The joy falters a moment, with closed wings
Wearying in its upward journey, ere
Again it goes on high, bearing its song,
Its delight
breathing
and its vigour beating
The highest height of the air above the world.
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Lascelles Abercrombie - Emblems of Love |
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Thus, we do not necessarily
keep eBooks in
compliance
with any particular paper edition.
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Baudelaire - Poems and Prose Poems |
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I have a daughter whom the oracles of my
father's shrine and many a
celestial
token alike forbid me to unite to
one of our own nation; sons shall come, they prophesy, from foreign
coasts, such is the destiny of Latium, whose blood shall exalt our name
to heaven.
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Virgil - Aeneid |
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But soon their trailing purple was not free
Of this world's dust, their lutes did silent grow,
And I myself grew faint and blind below
Their
vanishing
eyes.
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Sonnets from the Portugese |
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Are springs the common
springs?
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John Clare |
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Like housed-up snails we're
creeping
on,
The women all ahead are gone.
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Faust, a Tragedy by Goethe |
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Thine is the bounty that prospered our sowing,
Thine is the bounty that
nurtured
our corn.
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Sarojini Naidu - Golden Threshold |
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And round that early-laurelled head
Will flock to gaze the strengthless dead,
And find
unwithered
on its curls
The garland briefer than a girl's.
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AE Housman - A Shropshire Lad |
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The English
groat was coined 1351(2)-1662, and was
originally
equal to four
pence.
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Ben Jonson - The Devil's Association |
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The thynge yttself moste bee ytts owne defense;
Som metre maie notte please a
womannes
ear.
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Thomas Chatterton - Rowley Poems |
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Cucumber vines grow entwining about this primeval lingam,
Cracking
it almost in two under the weight of the fruit.
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Goethe - Erotica Romana |
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)
I look up and see / his
curtains
and bed:
I look down and examine / his table and mat.
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Waley - 170 Chinese Poems |
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Donations are
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ways including checks, online payments and credit card donations.
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Khalil Gibran - Poems |
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How long, how long, in infinite Pursuit
Of This and That endeavour and
dispute?
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Omar Khayyam - Rubaiyat |
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Wait till in everlasting robes
This
democrat
is dressed,
Then prate about "preferment"
And "station" and the rest!
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Dickinson - Two - Complete |
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of Podarges' strain,
(Unless ye boast that heavenly race in vain,)
Be swift, be mindful of the load ye bear,
And learn to make your master more your care:
Through falling
squadrons
bear my slaughtering sword,
Nor, as ye left Patroclus, leave your lord.
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Iliad - Pope |
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Sarojini Naidu - Golden Threshold |
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The first Satan, by his face, was a creature of
doubtful
sex.
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Baudelaire - Poems and Prose Poems |
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Nor time, nor place
Did then adhere, and yet you would make both:
They haue made themselues, and that their
fitnesse
now
Do's vnmake you.
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Distress
I don't come to conquer your flesh tonight, O beast
In whom are the sins of the race, nor to stir
In your foul tresses a
mournful
tempest
Beneath the fatal boredom my kisses pour:
A heavy sleep without those dreams that creep
Under curtains alien to remorse, I ask of your bed,
Sleep you can savour after your dark deceits,
You who know more of Nothingness than the dead.
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Mallarme - Poems |
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[Burns looks back with something of regret to the days of rich dinners
and flowing wine-cups which he
experienced
in Edinburgh.
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Robert Burns |
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Is it not plain, that 'tis Zeus hurling it at the
perjurers?
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Aristophanes |
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Early or late, the falling rain
Arrived in time to swell his grain;
Stream could not so
perversely
wind
But corn of Guy's was there to grind:
The siroc found it on its way,
To speed his sails, to dry his hay;
And the world's sun seemed to rise
To drudge all day for Guy the wise.
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Emerson - Poems |
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XLI
How oft, when on a summer night
Transparent o'er the Neva beamed
The firmament in mellow light,
And when the watery mirror gleamed
No more with pale Diana's rays,(17)
We called to mind our
youthful
days--
The days of love and of romance!
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Pushkin - Eugene Oneigin |
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We who in this
sequestered
spot [3]
Once lived a happy life!
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William Wordsworth |
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I had read
Shelley and Spenser and had tried to mix their styles
together
in a
pastoral play which I have not come to dislike much, and yet I do not
think Shelley or Spenser ever moved me as did these poets.
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Yeats |
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Court, vii, 38,
courteous
attention.
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Spenser - Faerie Queene - 1 |
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Chimene
To
preserve
my honour and end my woe,
Pursue him, see him slain, and die also.
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Corneille - Le Cid |
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June Nights
In summer, when day has fled, when covered with flowers
The distant plain sheds sweet intoxication;
Eyes closed, and ears half-open to muted hours,
We lie only half-asleep in
transparent
slumber.
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19th Century French Poetry |
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Half-past three,
The lamp sputtered,
The lamp
muttered
in the dark.
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Eliot - Rhapsody on a Windy Night |
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uncomforted
And friendless solitude, groaning and tears,
And savage faces, at the clanking hour,
Seen through the steams and vapour of his dungeon,
By the lamp's dismal
twilight!
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Coleridge - Lyrical Ballads |
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And as a willow keeps
A patient watch over the stream that creeps
Windingly by it, so the quiet maid
Held her in peace: so that a
whispering
blade
Of grass, a wailful gnat, a bee bustling 450
Down in the blue-bells, or a wren light rustling
Among sere leaves and twigs, might all be heard.
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Keats |
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Villon
presumably
means that they were 'near cousins' in spirit.
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Villon |
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The
mountains
have reared him.
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Epic of Gilgamesh |
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With not even one blow
landing?
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Villon |
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Pale
Northern
girls!
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Emerson - Poems |
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A washed-out smallpox cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old
nocturnal
smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
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Eliot - Rhapsody on a Windy Night |
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3, a full refund of any
money paid for a work or a replacement copy, if a defect in the
electronic work is discovered and
reported
to you within 90 days
of receipt of the work.
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Tennyson |
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And when the rose-petals are
scattered
5
At dead of still noon on the grass-plot,
What means this passionate grief,--
This infinite ache of regret?
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Sappho |
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As the Sun with glory and grace
In his face,
Benignantly
hot,
Graciously radiant and keen,
Ready to rise and to run,--
Not without spot,
Not even the Sun.
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Christina Rossetti |
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_The
Dominant
City.
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Imagists |
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The
copyright
laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
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Pushkin - Queen of Spades |
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Christian
och Hans Stallbroder.
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Byron |
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The birds put up the bars to nests,
The cattle fled to barns;
There came one drop of giant rain,
And then, as if the hands
That held the dams had parted hold,
The waters wrecked the sky,
But
overlooked
my father's house,
Just quartering a tree.
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Dickinson - Two - Complete |
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Updated
editions
will replace the previous one--the old editions
will be renamed.
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Alexander Pope |
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The second edition of
"Lyrical Ballads"
appeared
in 1800.
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Wordsworth - 1 |
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