Her throat was serpent, but the words she spake
Came, as through
bubbling
honey, for Love's sake,
And thus; while Hermes on his pinions lay,
Like a stoop'd falcon ere he takes his prey.
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Keats - Lamia |
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Ay, joy from super-earthly
fountains!
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Sweet moans,
dovelike
sighs,
Chase not slumber from thine eyes!
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blake-poems |
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All these are fading now;
Our brig hastes on her way,
Her
unremembering
prow
Is leaping o'er the sea,
Far away, far away.
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Emerson - Poems |
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Yea, and alive in me: my spirit hath been
Enjoyed by the lust of the world, and I am changed
Vilely by the vile thing that clutcht on me,
Like
sulphurous
smoke eating into silver.
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Lascelles Abercrombie - Emblems of Love |
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[Illustration]
There was an old person of Hove,
Who
frequented
the depths of a grove;
Where he studied his books, with the wrens and the rooks,
That tranquil old person of Hove.
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Lear - Nonsense |
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Baudelaire - Poems and Prose Poems |
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Epic of Gilgamesh |
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Every
character
has a voice
that echoes truth in its tones.
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Shelley |
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XXXV
They in a
peaceful
life preserved
Customs by ages sanctified,
Strictly the Carnival observed,
Ate Russian pancakes at Shrovetide,
Twice in the year to fast were bound,
Of whirligigs were very fond,
Of Christmas carols, song and dance;
When people with long countenance
On Trinity Sunday yawned at prayer,
Three tears they dropt with humble mein
Upon a bunch of lovage green;
_Kvass_ needful was to them as air;
On guests their servants used to wait
By rank as settled by the State.
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Pushkin - Eugene Oneigin |
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Royalty payments
must be paid within 60 days following each date on which you
prepare (or are legally required to
prepare)
your periodic tax
returns.
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Epic of Gilgamesh |
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But should uncomforted misfortunes steep
My daily bread in tears and bitterness;
And if at death's dread moment I should lie
With no beloved face at my bed-side,
To fix the last glance of my closing eye,
Methinks such strains,
breathed
by my angel-guide,
Would make me pass the cup of anguish by,
Mix with the blest, nor know that I had died!
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Coleridge - Poems |
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I could not then
understand
a single word of the thieves' slang they
employed.
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Pushkin - Daughter of the Commandant |
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Say for my comfort, languishing in bed,
"Just so immortal _Maro_ held his head:" 120
And when I die, be sure you let me know
Great _Homer_ died three
thousand
years ago.
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Alexander Pope |
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Ah, and we said imperishable things,
Those eves
illumined
by the burning coal.
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Baudelaire - Poems and Prose Poems |
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"]
XI
A dreadful sleep
Tattiana
sleeps.
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Pushkin - Eugene Oneigin |
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--
My
Daughter
does not know how weak I am;
And, as thou see'st, under the arch of heaven
Here do I stand, alone, to helplessness,
By the good God, our common Father, doomed!
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Wordsworth - 1 |
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Her hair is like the curling mist,
That climbs the mountain-sides at e'en,
When flow'r-reviving rains are past;
An' she has twa
sparkling
roguish een.
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Robert Burns - Poems and Songs |
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Macte toris, Latios inter placidissime uates,
quod durum permensus iter
coeptique
laboris
prendisti portus.
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Oxford Book of Latin Verse |
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that to these were given such
peaceful
shades
As Greece can still bestow, though Glory fly her glades.
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Byron - Childe Harold's Pilgrimage |
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Beowulf, translated by Francis Gummere |
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"
Lady Glenconner and the London _Times_:--"Home Thoughts from Laventie,"
by the late
Lieutenant
E.
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War Poetry - 1914-17 |
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His
conversation
was
lively and interesting.
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Pushkin - Daughter of the Commandant |
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Canst thou, thy pride forgot, like Nature pass
Into the winter night's
extinguished
mood?
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Emerson - Poems |
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I can provide you with the means for flight:
The only guards
surrounding
you are mine.
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Racine - Phaedra |
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Some more
substantial
boon
Than such as flows and ebbs with Fortune's fickle moon?
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James Russell Lowell |
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Nearly all the
individual
works in the
collection are in the public domain in the United States.
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Sarojini Naidu - Golden Threshold |
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Daly,
Philadelphia Evening Ledger
"All the
contents
are interesting.
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Contemporary Verse - v01-02 |
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I think the Vessel, that with fugitive
Articulation
answer'd, once did live,
And drink; and Ah!
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Omar Khayyam - Rubaiyat |
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Because of this one child thou hast no more of might,
O star-girt Earth, his death yields thee not higher
delight!
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Hugo - Poems |
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And with tears of blood he
cleansed
the hand,
The hand that held the steel:
For only blood can wipe out blood,
And only tears can heal:
And the crimson stain that was of Cain
Became Christ's snow-white seal.
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Oscar Wilde - Poetry |
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And you, O naked spirits of mere dust,
Tarry and see how great my
suffering
is!
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Petrarch - Poems |
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"
(Thus)
Gilgamish
solves (his) dream.
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Epic of Gilgamesh |
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"
The hierodule called unto the man
and came unto him
beholding
him.
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Epic of Gilgamesh |
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IF I COULD TAKE THIS LOVE FROM OUT MY HEART
By Blanche
Shoemaker
Wagstaff
If I could take this love from out my heart And go my way in silence and alone, Unweeping, and to fear and joy unknown
Forgetful of the world's bright-colored mart — Passing amidst the human throng apart
Like one who walks with beauty in the night
Remembering all the tears and vain delight,— The rapture and the pain that were my part— Then I could watch again the swallows dart
Into the sky's blue dome unenvyingly,
Knowing I am at last as they are, free.
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Contemporary Verse - v01-02 |
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The King caresses him, and, it is said,
Has
promised
help.
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Pushkin - Boris Gudonov |
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Oppose the
arrogant
and prove your courage:
Only blood may redeem this outrage;
Kill, or die.
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Corneille - Le Cid |
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zip *****
This and all
associated
files of various formats will be found in:
http://www.
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Li Bai - Chinese |
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Must thou heap thy bed
With gold of
murdered
men, to buy to thee
Thy strange man's arms?
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Euripides - Electra |
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176:
Velut unda
supervenit
unda.
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Robert Herrick |
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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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But take it: if the smack is sour,
The better for the
embittered
hour;
It should do good to heart and head
When your soul is in my soul's stead;
And I will friend you, if I may,
In the dark and cloudy day.
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AE Housman - A Shropshire Lad |
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The ancient Rhodian will praise the glory
Of that renowned Colossus, great in story:
And
whatever
noble work he can raise
To a like renown, some boaster thunders,
From on high; while I, above all, I praise
Rome's seven hills, the world's seven wonders.
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Du Bellay - The Ruins of Rome |
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He was still clawing my shoulder and
begging me to tell him where Edith
Copleigh
was, when another lull came
and brought light with it, and we saw the dust-cloud forming on the
plain in front of us.
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Kipling - Poems |
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But before
we proceed to the historical introduction necessary to
elucidate
a poem
founded on such an important period of history, some attention is due to
the opinion of those theorists in political philosophy who lament that
India was ever discovered, and who assert that increase of trade is only
the parent of degeneracy, and the nurse of every vice.
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Camoes - Lusiades |
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She seith wel, that this other day 5835
He asked hir leve to goon the way
That is clepid To-moche-Yeving,
And spak ful faire in his praying;
But whan he prayde hir, pore was he,
Therfore
she warned him the entree.
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Chaucer - Romuant of the Rose |
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Then what thou holdest, boon or bane be pleased 15
Disclose!
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Catullus - Carmina |
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"
"How
pleasant
to know Mr.
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Lear - Nonsense |
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5790
For if these gredy, the sothe to seyn,
Loveden, and were loved ageyn,
And good love regned over-alle,
Such
wikkidnesse
ne shulde falle;
But he shulde yeve that most good had 5795
To hem that weren in nede bistad,
And live withoute fals usure,
For charitee ful clene and pure.
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Chaucer - Romuant of the Rose |
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Who robbed the woods,
The
trusting
woods?
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Dickinson - Two - Complete |
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" My day of youth went yesterday;
My hair no longer bounds to my foot's glee,
Nor plant I it from rose or myrtle-tree,
As girls do, any more: it only may
Now shade on two pale cheeks the mark of tears,
Taught
drooping
from the head that hangs aside
Through sorrow's trick.
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Elizabeth Browning |
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Instead, he disembarked at the Isle of Bourbon, and after a short
stay suffered from
homesickness
and returned to France, after being
absent about ten months.
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Baudelaire - Poems and Prose Poems |
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And how can I, born in evil days[85]
And fresh from failure,[86] ask a
kindness
of Fate?
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Waley - 170 Chinese Poems |
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LIII
THE TRUE LOVER
The lad came to the door at night,
When lovers crown their vows,
And
whistled
soft and out of sight
In shadow of the boughs.
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AE Housman - A Shropshire Lad |
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Nor had I time to love; but since
Some
industry
must be,
The little toil of love, I thought,
Was large enough for me.
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Dickinson - Three - Complete |
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The fire of Love burns in my thoughts so
That desire, always sweet and deep,
And its pains a certain savour bring,
And gentler its flame the more the passion:
For Love
requires
his friends to belong
To truth, frankness, faith, mercy and more,
For, at his court, pride fails while flattery's harmless.
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Troubador Verse |
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With a vermilion pencil mark the day
When of our little fleet three cruising skiffs
Entering Big Tupper, bound for the foaming Falls
Of loud Bog River, suddenly confront
Two of our mates
returning
with swift oars.
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Emerson - Poems |
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He was clothed
entirely
in green, and rode upon a green foal (ll.
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Gawaine and the Green Knight |
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To a Stranger
Passing
stranger!
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Walt Whitman - Leaves of Grass |
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"
Syr
CANTERLOUE
thenne bendedd lowe,
Wythe harte brymm-fulle of woe;
Hee journey'd to the castle-gate,
And to Syr CHARLES dydd goe.
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Thomas Chatterton - Rowley Poems |
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Thucydides, who mark'd distinct and clear
The tardy round of many a bloody year,
And, with a master's graphic skill, pourtray'd
The fields, "whose summer dust with blood was laid;"
And near Herodotus his
ninefold
roll display'd,
Father of history; and Euclid's vest
The heaven-taught symbols of that art express'd
That measures matter, form, and empty space,
And calculates the planets' heavenly race;
And Porphyry, whose proud obdurate heart
Was proof to mighty Truth's celestial dart;
With sophistry assail'd the cause of God,
And stood in arms against the heavenly code.
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Petrarch - Poems |
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Go to bed, and care not when
Cheerful
day shall spring again.
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Robert Herrick |
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MS
And now Eliza's purple locks were shorn,
AVhere she so long h<;r fatlier's fate had worn ;
And
frequent
lightning to lier soul that flies,
Divides the air and opens all the skies.
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Marvell - Poems |
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t the
coldyron
?
| Guess: |
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Ben Jonson - The Devil's Association |
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Unmindful of her rival sisterhood,
He motion'd silently his preference,
And fondly welcomed her, that
humblest
one:
So pure a kiss he gave, that all who stood,
Though fair, rejoiced in beauty's recompense:
By that strange act nay heart was quite undone!
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Petrarch - Poems |
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816 the poet Po
Chu-i wrote as follows (he is
discussing
Tu Fu as well as Li Po): "The
world acclaims Li Po as its master poet.
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Li Po |
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unc sceal
weorðan
.
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Beowulf |
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As fund-raising
requirements for other states are met, additions to this list will be
made and fund-raising will begin in the
additional
states.
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Whitman |
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A clarion thy name shall ring
Adown the ages and the Nations see
Thy
monuments
of glory.
| Guess: |
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War Poetry - 1914-17 |
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Beyond the church whose pitted spire
Seems balanced on a strand
Of swaying stone and
tottering
brick,
Two roofless ruins stand;
And here, among the wreckage, where the back-wall should have been,
We found a garden green.
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| Source: |
War Poetry - 1914-17 |
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All is hot and fierce and passionate, ardent and
unashamed in its
exulting
and importunate desire for life and
love.
| Guess: |
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Sarojini Naidu - Golden Threshold |
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List to me, O
Madelaine!
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Hugo - Poems |
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Eternal
disorder
reigns now in her spirit.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Racine - Phaedra |
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From day to day their numbers would augment,
Without the beat of drum, to great extent;
Their rank was always fixed by length of horn:
Foot soldiers those, whose
branches
short were borne;
Dragoons, lieutenants, captains, some became,
And even colonels, those of greater fame.
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La Fontaine |
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org
For
additional
contact information:
Dr.
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Tennyson |
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Vienne la nuit sonne l'heure
Les jours s'en vont je demeure
Les mains dans les mains restons face a face
Tandis que sous
Le pont de nos bras passe
Des
eternels
regards l'onde si lasse
Vienne la nuit sonne l'heure
Les jours s'en vont je demeure
L'amour s'en va comme cette eau courante
L'amour s'en va
Comme la vie est lente
Et comme l'Esperance est violente
Vienne la nuit sonne l'heure
Les jours s'en vont je demeure
Passent les jours et passent les semaines
Ni temps passe
Ni les amours reviennent
Sous le pont Mirabeau coule la Seine
LA CHANSON DU MAL-AIME
A Paul Leautaud
Et je chantais cette romance
En 1903 sans savoir
Que mon amour a la semblance
Du beau Phenix s'il meurt un soir
Le matin voit sa renaissance.
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French - Apollinaire - Alcools |
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love's best habit is in seeming trust,
And age in love, loves not to have years told:
Therefore
I lie with her, and she with me,
And in our faults by lies we flatter'd be.
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Shakespeare - Sonnets |
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Then,
understanding
his loss, he threw himself on the ground, and
rolling hither and thither, roared like a wild beast.
| Guess: |
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Yeats |
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All feelings seemingly subdued,
In deep disdain were half renewed,
When headsman's hands
prepared
to bind
Those eyes which would not brook such blind,
As if they dared not look on death.
| Guess: |
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Byron |
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This seraph-band, each wav'd his hand:
It was a
heavenly
sight:
They stood as signals to the land,
Each one a lovely light:
This seraph-band, each wav'd his hand,
No voice did they impart--
No voice; but O!
| Guess: |
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Coleridge - Lyrical Ballads |
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I knew not this, and therefore did I weep:
That God would love a Worm I knew, and punish the evil foot
That wilful bruis'd its helpless form: but that he cherish'd it
With milk and oil I never knew, and therefore did I weep,
And I
complaind
in the mild air, because I fade away.
| Guess: |
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| Source: |
blake-poems |
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LFS}
Spreading them out before the Sun like Stalks of flax to dry
The infant joy is beautiful but its anatomy
Horrible Ghast & Deadly nought shalt thou find in it
But Death Despair & Everlasting brooding Melancholy
Thou wilt go mad with horror if thou dost Examine thus * {added on center right margin, 90 degrees rotated LFS}
Every moment of my secret hours Yea I know
That I have sinnd & that my Emanations are become harlots
I am already distracted at their deeds & if I look
Upon them more Despair will bring self murder on my soul
O Enion thou art thyself a root growing in hell
Tho thus heavenly beautiful to draw me to destruction
Sometimes I think thou art a flower
expanding
*{This and the following four lines are added evidently in light pencil in the top margin.
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Blake - Zoas |
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Why look you, friend,
There's not a
virtuous
woman in Madrid,
In this whole city!
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Nowe bie the goddes, Magnus, dyscourteous knyghte,
Bie cravente[94] havyoure havethe don oure woe, 715
Dyspendynge
all the talle menne yn the fyghte,
And placeyng valourous menne where draffs mote goe.
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Thomas Chatterton - Rowley Poems |
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But much I fear my Hector's dauntless breast
Confronts
Achilles; chased along the plain,
Shut from our walls!
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Iliad - Pope |
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Elvire
Beware lest Heaven
punishes
your pride
And sees you avenged, though he has died.
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Corneille - Le Cid |
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LAUGHING SONG
When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy,
And the
dimpling
stream runs laughing by;
When the air does laugh with our merry wit,
And the green hill laughs with the noise of it;
when the meadows laugh with lively green,
And the grasshopper laughs in the merry scene,
When Mary and Susan and Emily
With their sweet round mouths sing "Ha, ha he!
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blake-poems |
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Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
"Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your
forgiveness
I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you "--here I opened wide the door;----
Darkness there and nothing more.
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Edgar Allen Poe |
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thy
Achilles
knows no fears;
Nor words from Jove nor oracles he hears;
Nor aught a mother's caution can suggest;
The tyrant's pride lies rooted in my breast.
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Iliad - Pope |
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GD}
For
Elemental
Gods their thunderous Organs blew; creating
Delicious Viands.
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Blake - Zoas |
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Then he was a god, to the red man's dreaming;
Then the chiefs brought treasures grotesque and fair,--
Magical
trinkets
and pipes and guns,
Beads and furs from their medicine-lair,--
Stuck holy feathers in his hair,
Hailed him with austere delight.
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American Poetry - 1922 - A Miscellany |
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That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy
highways
where I went
And cannot come again.
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AE Housman - A Shropshire Lad |
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Literary Archive
Foundation
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_Rural Morning_
Soon as the twilight through the distant mist
In silver hemmings skirts the purple east,
Ere yet the sun unveils his smiles to view
And dries the morning's chilly robes of dew,
Young Hodge the horse-boy, with a soodly gait,
Slow climbs the stile, or opes the creaky gate,
With willow switch and halter by his side
Prepared for Dobbin, whom he means to ride;
The only tune he knows still
whistling
oer,
And humming scraps his father sung before,
As "Wantley Dragon," and the "Magic Rose,"
The whole of music that his village knows,
Which wild remembrance, in each little town,
From mouth to mouth through ages handles down.
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John Clare |
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O the vision of winning my favor makes easy
Hitherto
unexplored paths, under that powerful foot.
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Goethe - Erotica Romana |
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is
man{er}e
it is ydon.
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Chaucer - Boethius |
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How has my reason
strayed?
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Racine - Phaedra |
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The clouds follow the dragon, and the wind follows the tiger,
referring
to Taizong?
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Du Fu - 5 |
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Viens-tu troubler, avec ta
puissante
grimace,
La fete de la Vie?
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Baudelaire - Fleurs Du Mal |
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There's no constraint to do amiss,
Whereas but one
enforcement
is.
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