Keats brings the very
atmosphere
of a dream about us
in these lines, and makes us hear the murmur of the city as something
remote from the chief actors.
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If I might see another Spring--
O
stinging
comment on my past
That all my past results in "if"--
If I might see another Spring
I'd laugh to-day, to-day is brief;
I would not wait for anything:
I'd use to-day that cannot last,
Be glad to-day and sing.
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Christina Rossetti |
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Crimson it was,
With smokey
lightnings
braided, in its first
Swift surge into the gloom before her face;
But it began to golden, and became
Astonishingly white.
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Lascelles Abercrombie - Emblems of Love |
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American Poetry - 1922 |
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I thinke withall,
There would be hands vplifted in my right:
And heere from
gracious
England haue I offer
Of goodly thousands.
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shakespeare-macbeth |
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--Puis, tu peux y compter, tu te feras des frais
Avec tes hommes noirs, qui prennent nos requetes
Pour se les
renvoyer
comme sur des raquettes
Et, tout bas, les malins se disent; <
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Rimbaud - Poesie Completes |
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And still in boyish rivalry
Young Daphnis challenges his mate;
Dost thou
remember
Sicily?
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Oscar Wilde - Poetry |
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Pause not the soldiers, nor dream they of rest,
Till they fall with their enemy's guns at the breast
And the shriek in their ears of the wounded
artillery
stallions.
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George Lathrop - Dreams and Days |
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Creating the works from public domain print
editions
means that no
one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation
(and you!
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Blake - Songs of Innocence, Songs of Experience |
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Thy voice is as the hill-wind over me,
And all my
changing
heart gives heed, my lover.
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Sappho |
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_ 1641
[725] 53 Thorow 1692
Thorough
1716, f.
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Ben Jonson - The Devil's Association |
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Per che non pioggia, non grando, non neve,
non rugiada, non brina piu su cade
che la
scaletta
di tre gradi breve;
nuvole spesse non paion ne rade,
ne coruscar, ne figlia di Taumante,
che di la cangia sovente contrade;
secco vapor non surge piu avante
ch'al sommo d'i tre gradi ch'io parlai,
dov' ha 'l vicario di Pietro le piante.
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Dante - La Divina Commedia |
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Time was, two maidens from their home
At
eventide
would hither come,
And, by the light the moonbeams gave,
Lament, embrace upon that grave.
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Pushkin - Eugene Oneigin |
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"
Now rides our knight through the realms of England with no companion
but his foal, and no one to hold
converse
with save God alone.
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Gawaine and the Green Knight |
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O thou field of my delight so fair and
verdant!
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Pushkin - Talisman |
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III
Soon from out of the Southward seemed nearing
A whirr, as of wings
Waved by mighty-vanned flies,
Or by night-moths of measureless size,
And in
softness
and smoothness well-nigh beyond hearing
Of corporal things.
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Thomas Hardy - Poems of the Past and Present |
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Must we barely arrive at this
beginning
of me?
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Whitman |
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, I do myself
honestly
avow, that I think it a superior
song.
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Robert Forst |
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On the other hand, if the writing
of the Fragments shall be judged to be counterfeit and forged by
Chatterton, it will not of
necessity
follow, that the matter of
them was also forged by him, and still less, that all the other
compositions, which he professed to have copied from antient MSS.
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Thomas Chatterton - Rowley Poems |
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Each seated on his
favourite
post,
We chumped and chawed the buttered toast
They gave us for our tea.
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Lewis Carroll |
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This refers to the
relation
between the Consort Zheng Qianyao and Zheng Qian.
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Du Fu - 5 |
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The
following
sonnet (cxxvi.
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Petrarch |
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--Listen, O
embodied
Ray
Of the great Brightness; I must pass away
While you remain, and these light words must be _40
Tokens by which you may remember me.
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Shelley |
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We need your
donations
more than ever!
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Matthews - Poems of American Patriotism |
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The
Morphean
fount
Of that fine element that visions, dreams,
And fitful whims of sleep are made of, streams 750
Into its airy channels with so subtle,
So thin a breathing, not the spider's shuttle,
Circled a million times within the space
Of a swallow's nest-door, could delay a trace,
A tinting of its quality: how light
Must dreams themselves be; seeing they're more slight
Than the mere nothing that engenders them!
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Keats |
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was
associated
with the Secretariat, thus with the grand councilor.
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Du Fu - 5 |
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E poi ch'a riguardar oltre mi diedi,
vidi genti a la riva d'un gran fiume;
per ch'io dissi: <
ch'i' sappia quali sono, e qual costume
le fa di trapassar parer si pronte,
com' i'
discerno
per lo fioco lume>>.
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Dante - La Divina Commedia |
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`Love, a-yeins the which who-so defendeth
Him-selven most, him alder-lest avayleth,
With
disespeir
so sorwfully me offendeth, 605
That streyght un-to the deeth myn herte sayleth.
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Chaucer - Troilius and Criseyde |
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<
dimandar
gente s'aspetta>>,
ragionava il poeta, <
che troppo avra d'indugio nostra eletta>>.
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Dante - La Divina Commedia |
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Dante, On a
Portrait
of, by Giotto.
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James Russell Lowell |
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20
An tu non orbum luxti deserta cubile,
Sed fratris cari flebile
discidium?
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Catullus - Carmina |
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An ut
pervenias
in ora vulgi?
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| Source: |
Catullus - Carmina |
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Sweet friend, so good so gracious
When shall I have you in my power,
And lie with you at midnight hour,
And grant you kisses
amorous?
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| Source: |
Troubador Verse |
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And what
shoulder
and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
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| Source: |
blake-poems |
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Though only too
convinced
of her enmity,
You owe her tears some semblance of pity.
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Racine - Phaedra |
|
They would not
pretend that they were the only painters worthy of a public showing;
they would maintain that their work was,
generally
speaking, most
interesting to one another.
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American Poetry - 1922 |
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360_
Grafton,
Augustus
Henry, 3rd Duke of, _iv.
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Byron |
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I lo'e her mysel, but darena weel tell,
My poverty keeps me in awe, man;
For making o' rhymes, and working at times,
Does little or
naething
at a', man.
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Robert Burns - Poems and Songs |
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From time to time I feel through all my soul
A
sweetness
so unusual and new,
That every marring care
And gloomy vision thence begins to roll,
So that, from all, one only thought is there.
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Petrarch |
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[Linenotes:
1458 _greet[e]_--grete
1460 _letee_--let
1461
_somtyme
slou?
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Chaucer - Boethius |
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A sharp snatch,
swirling
to-fro of the line,
He's lost, he's won, with splash and scuffling shine
Past the low-lapping brandy-flowers drawn in,
The ogling hunchback perch with needled fin.
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Abercrombie - Georgian Poetry 1920-22 |
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And staggering up to the brink of the gulf man will look down
And
painfully
strive with weak sight to explore
The silent gulfs below which the long shadows drown;
Through every one of these he passed before.
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American Poetry - 1922 - A Miscellany |
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Could we live it over again,
Were it worth the pain,
Could the
passionate
past that is fled
Call back its dead!
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Wilde - Poems |
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XXV
A heavy heart, Beloved, have I borne
From year to year until I saw thy face,
And sorrow after sorrow took the place
Of all those natural joys as lightly worn
As the
stringed
pearls, each lifted in its turn
By a beating heart at dance-time.
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Sonnets from the Portugese |
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Women have a
wonderful
instinct about things.
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Oscar Wilde - Poetry |
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My wanton
thoughts
enticed mine eye
To see what was forbidden:
But better memory said, fie!
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Golden Treasury |
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Unless you have removed all
references
to Project Gutenberg:
1.
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Khalil Gibran - Poems |
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What is wisdom that fills the
thinness
of a year
or seventy or eighty years, to wisdom spaced out by ages, and coming back
at a certain time with strong reinforcements and rich presents and the
clear faces of wedding-guests as far as you can look in every direction
running gaily toward you?
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| Source: |
Whitman |
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The decrees were also
placarded
on them.
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Aristophanes |
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"The ace wins," remarked Herman, turning up his card without
glancing
at
it.
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Pushkin - Queen of Spades |
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O brother, taken
from my unhappy self; thou by thy dying hast broken my ease, O brother; all
our house is buried with thee; with thee have
perished
the whole of our
joys, which thy sweet love nourished in thy lifetime.
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Catullus - Carmina |
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O rustle not, ye verdant oaken
branches!
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Pushkin - Talisman |
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,
_sitting
in the hall_: acc.
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| Source: |
Beowulf |
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A pipe have I, of hemlock-stalks compact
In
lessening
lengths, Damoetas' dying-gift:
'Mine once,' quoth he, 'now yours, as heir to own.
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Virgil - Eclogues |
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The mighty Mahmud, the victorious Lord,
That all the misbelieving and black Horde
Of Fears and Sorrows that infest the Soul
Scatters and slays with his
enchanted
Sword.
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Omar Khayyam - Rubaiyat |
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e
emperour
with his erles bolde,
?
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Adam Davy's Five Dreams about Edward II - 1389 |
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Her eye shall not be dimmed, but as a flame
Shall light the distant ages with its fire,
That men may know the glory of her name,
That
purified
our souls of fear's desire.
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War Poetry - 1914-17 |
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loudly shouting, and with threatening sound,
A mighty
squadron
through the gateway flows.
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Ariosoto - Orlando Furioso |
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So they began to sing, voice answering voice
In strains alternate- for
alternate
strains
The Muses then were minded to recall-
First Corydon, then Thyrsis in reply.
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Virgil - Eclogues |
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_Wherein_,
By occasion of the
untimely
death of
Mistris ELIZABETH DRVRY,
the frailty and the decay of this
whole World is represented.
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John Donne |
|
Nicolas' own Edition Suf and Sufi are both
disparagingly
named.
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| Source: |
Omar Khayyam - Rubaiyat |
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The wind and I, we both were there,
But neither long abode;
Now through the
friendless
world we fare
And sigh upon the road.
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AE Housman - A Shropshire Lad |
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The sweetest voice that lips contain,
The sweetest thought that leaves the brain,
The sweetest feeling of the heart--
There's
pleasure
in its very smart.
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| Source: |
John Clare |
|
That the English-
speaking public may gain at any rate some faint idea
of his genius, it has been my joyous task to translate
the following small
selection
of his works.
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| Source: |
Stefan George - Selections from His Works and Others |
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Down Aulus springs to slay him,
With eyes like coals of fire;
But faster Titus hath sprung down,
And hath
bestrode
his sire.
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Macaulay - Lays of Ancient Rome |
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from its mass
Walls, palaces, half-cities, have been reared;
Yet oft the enormous
skeleton
ye pass,
And marvel where the spoil could have appeared.
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Byron - Childe Harold's Pilgrimage |
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Let the hoarse torrent
In the blue canyon,
Murmuring
mightily
10
Out of the grey mist
Of primal chaos,
Cease not proclaiming
How I adore thee.
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| Source: |
Sappho |
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--La graisse sous la peau parait en feuilles plates;
Et les rondeurs des reins
semblent
prendre l'essor.
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| Source: |
Rimbaud - Poesie Completes |
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And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow--
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it
therefore
the less _gone_?
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| Source: |
Poe - 5 |
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That such have died enables us
The
tranquiller
to die;
That such have lived, certificate
For immortality.
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| Source: |
Dickinson - Three - Complete |
|
You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of
the Project
Gutenberg
License included with this eBook or online at
www.
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Sonnets from the Portugese |
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And he is lean and he is sick,
His body
dwindled
and awry
Rests upon ankles swoln and thick;
His legs are thin and dry.
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| Source: |
Golden Treasury |
|
The Rabbit
Rabbits
'Rabbits'
Frederick Bloemaert, Abraham Bloemaert,
Nicolaes
Visscher (I), after 1635 - 1670, The Rijksmuseun
There's another cony I remember
That I'd so like to take alive.
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| Source: |
Appoloinaire |
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Except for the limited right of
replacement
or refund set forth
in paragraph 1.
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Li Bai - Chinese |
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And then he drank a dew
From a convenient grass,
And then hopped
sidewise
to the wall
To let a beetle pass.
| Guess: |
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| Source: |
Dickinson - Two - Complete |
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The love-sick vestal of the old "Frasciti";
Priestess
of Thalia, alas!
| Guess: |
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| Source: |
Baudelaire - Poems and Prose Poems |
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Such excess of horror renders my spirit numb:
So many unforeseen blows
together
rain on me
They stifle my words, and rob me of my speech.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Racine - Phaedra |
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Their wrongs and blasphemies ascend the sky,
And pull descending
vengeance
from on high.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Odyssey - Pope |
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And cracking frieze and rotten metope
Express, as though they were an open tome
Top-lined with caustic monitory gnome;
"Dunces, Learn here to spell
Humanity!
| Guess: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Thomas Hardy - Poems of the Past and Present |
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naught sensest thou: did she forget us in silence,
Whole she had been; but now whatso she rails and she snarls,
Not only dwells in her thought, but worse and even more risky, 5
Wrathful
she bides.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Catullus - Carmina |
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In my
intercourse
with the Chinese I cannot recall a modern
Chinese who was a poet.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Li Po |
|
"
The Bellman
exclaimed
in a fright.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Lewis Carroll |
|
Oh,
In arms' reach, here be Dante, Keats, Chopin,
Raphael, Lucretius, Omar, Angelo,
Beethoven, Chaucer, Schubert, Shakespeare, Bach,
And Buddha (sweetest
masters!
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Sidney Lanier |
|
Hardly the
springtime
knows
For which today the cuckoo calls,
And the white blossom blows.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Abercrombie - Georgian Poetry 1920-22 |
|
Ein wenig besser wurd er leben,
Hattst du ihm nicht den Schein des
Himmelslichts
gegeben;
Er nennt's Vernunft und braucht's allein,
Nur tierischer als jedes Tier zu sein.
| Guess: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Goethe - Faust- Der Tragödie erster Teil |
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,
_princely
castle, stronghold of a ruler, chief city_:
acc.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Beowulf |
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saepe uagus Liber Parnasi uertice summo 390
Thyadas effusis euantis crinibus egit,
cum Delphi tota
certatim
ex urbe ruentes
acciperent laeti diuum fumantibus aris.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Latin - Catullus |
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Who hath imagined them
Round him in fashion'd radiance of desire,
As into light of these exulting bodies
Flaming Spirit is
uttered?
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Lascelle Abercrombie |
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To sea I gazed, and then I turned
Stricken
toward the shore,
Praying half-crazed to a moon that burned
Above your door.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
American Poetry - 1922 - A Miscellany |
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take it for a rule,
No
creature
smarts so little as a fool.
| Guess: |
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Pope - Essay on Man |
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Inebriate of air am I,
And
debauchee
of dew,
Reeling, through endless summer days,
From inns of molten blue.
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Dickinson - Three - Complete |
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You and I
plucking
rushes
Had not plucked a handful when night came!
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Waley - 170 Chinese Poems |
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"
exclaimed
Lisa, drying her eyes.
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Pushkin - Queen of Spades |
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The hemlock's nature thrives on cold;
The gnash of northern winds
Is
sweetest
nutriment to him,
His best Norwegian wines.
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Dickinson - One - Complete |
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Leave the
forsaken
Fauns
In peace beneath their trees!
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Victor Hugo - Poems |
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'And now beside thee,
bleating
lamb,
I can lie down and sleep,
Or think on Him who bore thy name,
Graze after thee, and weep.
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Blake - Songs of Innocence, Songs of Experience |
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For eighteen
centuries
ripple down the river,
And windy times the stalks of empires wave,
-- Let the winds come from the moor and sigh and shiver,
Fain, fain am I, O Christ, to pass the grave.
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Sidney Lanier |
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He could not
understand
it.
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Kipling - Poems |
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"O still the same
Ulysses!
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Odyssey - Pope |
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Certain
characters
of the heroic saga are, so to speak, at home with
Satyrs and others are not.
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Euripides - Alcestis |
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