The Burren Hills were
to my left, and though I forget whether I could see the cairn over Bald
Conan of the Fianna, I could
certainly
see many places there that are
in poems and stories.
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"
Then they followed
Where the vision led,
And saw their
sleeping
child
Among tigers wild.
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, but its
volunteers
and employees are scattered
throughout numerous locations.
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And this one looked at him
With soft eyes
Lit with
infinite
comprehension,
And said, "My poor child!
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cwōm faran
flotherge
on Frēsna land,
2916.
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Beowulf |
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We learne no other, but the
confident
Tyrant
Keepes still in Dunsinane, and will indure
Our setting downe befor't
Malc.
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shakespeare-macbeth |
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The steel-clad champion death drops all around
As
glaciers
water.
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Hugo - Poems |
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)
O
crowding
too close upon me;
I foresee too much--it means more than I thought,
It appears to me I am dying.
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Whitman |
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Protect me always from like excess,
Virgin, who bore, without a cry,
Christ whom we
celebrate
at Mass.
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Villon |
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Or who'd ha' supposed, arter _sech_ swell an' bluster
'bout the lick-ary-ten-on-ye fighters they'd muster,
Raised by hand on briled lightnin', ez op'lent 'z you please
In a primitive furrest ol femmily-trees,-- 70
Who'd ha' thought thet them
Southuners
ever 'ud show
Starns with pedigrees to 'em like theirn to the foe,
Or, when the vamosin' come, ever to find
Nat'ral masters in front an' mean white folks behind?
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James Russell Lowell |
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Caeli, tibi: nam tua nobis 5
perfecta
?
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Latin - Catullus |
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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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French - Apollinaire - Alcools |
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zip *****
This and all
associated
files of various formats will be found in:
http://www.
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Alexander Pope |
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_ To me
foreknowing
these messages
He has uttered, but for a foe to suffer ill
From foes is naught unseemly.
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Thoreau - Excursions and Poems |
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He faces
the horror;
realises
it; and tries to surmount it on the sweep of a great
wave of religious emotion.
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Euripides - Electra |
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Then "mid the gray there peeps a glimmer soon,
A new light rises 'neath the evening star,
A grass-plot
stretches
o'er a crag afar.
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Stefan George - Selections from His Works and Others |
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LIMITED WARRANTY,
DISCLAIMER
OF DAMAGES - Except for the "Right
of Replacement or Refund" described in paragraph 1.
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Wilde - Poems |
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'
No things of air these antics were,
That
frolicked
with such glee:
To men whose lives were held in gyves,
And whose feet might not go free,
Ah!
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Wilde - Poems |
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I think I shall begin by
preventing
you from--what is
it?
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Kipling - Poems |
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In the four-poster bed Johnny
Appleseed
built,
Autumn rains were the curtains, autumn leaves were the quilt.
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American Poetry - 1922 - A Miscellany |
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sua anni 1829, neque ego, qui
Lachmanni crisin semper habuerim plurimi, umquam a me impetrare potui
ut,
Baehrensio
potius et Munroni obsecutus propter pauca quae codex is
habet uitia, uniuersum neglegerem abiceremque.
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Latin - Catullus |
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Novo
augelletto
due o tre aspetta;
ma dinanzi da li occhi d'i pennuti
rete si spiega indarno o si saetta>>.
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Dante - La Divina Commedia |
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Only occasionally does one find the note (written with an
obviously sincere
pleasure)
'This word is correctly used.
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Thomas Chatterton - Rowley Poems |
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"
Then
conscious
of my fault, and by remorse
Smitten, I added thus: "Now shalt thou say
To him there fallen, that his offspring still
Is to the living join'd; and bid him know,
That if from answer silent I abstain'd,
'Twas that my thought was occupied intent
Upon that error, which thy help hath solv'd.
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Dante - The Divine Comedy |
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It only remains to find (if we can) his Ruling Passion: That
will certainly
influence
all the rest, and can reconcile the seeming or
real inconsistency of all his actions, v.
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Pope - Essay on Man |
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The
following
morning, urged by my affairs,
I left bright Venice.
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Shelley |
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Maybe some buddy knows,
some sister, mother, sweetheart,
maybe some girl who sat with him once
when a two-horn silver moon
slid on the peak of a house-roof gable,
and
promises
lived in the air of the night,
when the air was filled with promises,
when any little slip-shoe lovey
could pick a promise out of the air.
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American Poetry - 1922 - A Miscellany |
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Except for the limited right of
replacement
or refund set forth
in paragraph 1.
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Robert Forst |
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Here thrives the balm; the plants were ever rare,
Compared with these, which were in Jewry grown,
The musk which we possess from thence we bear,
In fine those
products
from this clime are brought,
Which in our regions are so prized and sought.
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Ariosoto - Orlando Furioso |
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But before he fell--
(O
blessedness
ineffable!
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Matthews - Poems of American Patriotism |
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Shakespeare |
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ELECTRONIC
AND MACHINE READABLE COPIES MAY BE
DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR YOUR OR OTHERS
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Shakespeare |
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at I may
vnderstonde
what be ?
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Chaucer - Boethius |
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GD}
Over the joyful Earth & Sea, and
ascended
into the Heavens {It looks as though a strike line crossing out this line has been erased.
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Blake - Zoas |
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She hears a
rustling
o'er the brook,
She sees far off a swinging bough!
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Coleridge - Poems |
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Smoothed
by long fingers,
Asleep .
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| Question: |
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T.S. Eliot |
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AT A LUNAR ECLIPSE
THY shadow, Earth, from Pole to Central Sea,
Now steals along upon the Moon's meek shine
In even
monochrome
and curving line
Of imperturbable serenity.
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Thomas Hardy - Poems of the Past and Present |
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Ne dim ne red, like God's own head,
The
glorious
Sun uprist:
Then all averr'd, I had kill'd the Bird
That brought the fog and mist.
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Coleridge - Lyrical Ballads |
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Sur La Mort de Marie: IV
As in May month, on its stem we see the rose
In its sweet youthfulness, in its freshest flower,
Making the heavens jealous with living colour,
Dawn sprinkles it with tears in the morning glow:
Grace lies in all its petals, and love, I know,
Scenting the trees and scenting the garden's bower,
But,
assaulted
by scorching heat or a shower,
Languishing, it dies, and petals on petals flow.
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Ronsard |
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"
Then
conscious
of my fault, and by remorse
Smitten, I added thus: "Now shalt thou say
To him there fallen, that his offspring still
Is to the living join'd; and bid him know,
That if from answer silent I abstain'd,
'Twas that my thought was occupied intent
Upon that error, which thy help hath solv'd.
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Dante - The Divine Comedy |
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my
nostrils
drink the lives of mMen
[[line]]
The Villages Lament.
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Blake - Zoas |
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ADMETUS (_almost
breaking
down_).
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Euripides - Alcestis |
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Count all the advantage prosperous vice attains,
'Tis but what virtue flies from and disdains:
And grant the bad what
happiness
they would,
One they must want, which is, to pass for good.
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Pope - Essay on Man |
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This is life's certain good,
Though in the end it be not good at all
When the dark end arises,
And the stripped,
startled
spirit must let fall
The amulets that could
Prevail with life's but not death's sad devices.
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Abercrombie - Georgian Poetry 1920-22 |
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I am
a bit of a herald, and shall give you,
_secundum
artem_, my arms.
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Robert Forst |
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Thou gentle maid of silent valleys and of modest brooks:
For thou shall be clothed in light, and fed with morning manna:
Till summers heat melts thee beside the fountains and the springs
To
flourish
in eternal vales: they why should Thel complain.
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blake-poems |
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To them
must also be attributed the
illiberal
sneers at the Greeks, the
furious party spirit, the contempt for the arts of peace, the
love of war for its own sake, the ungenerous exultation over the
vanquished, which the reader will sometimes observe.
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Macaulay - Lays of Ancient Rome |
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The plan of the most
finished
didactic poem in the
Latin tongue was taken from Hesiod.
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Macaulay - Lays of Ancient Rome |
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_Dublin
University
Magazine_
TO SOME BIRDS FLOWN AWAY.
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Hugo - Poems |
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LXXXIII
I never saw that you did painting need,
And therefore to your fair no painting set;
I found, or thought I found, you did exceed
That barren tender of a poet's debt:
And therefore have I slept in your report,
That you yourself, being extant, well might show
How far a modern quill doth come too short,
Speaking
of worth, what worth in you doth grow.
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Shakespeare - Sonnets |
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The
literary
value, if I am allowed to say so, of this print-less distance which mentally separates groups of words or words themselves, is to periodically accelerate or slow the movement, the scansion, the sequence even, given one's simultaneous sight of the page: the latter taken as unity, as elsewhere the Verse is or perfect line.
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Mallarme - Poems |
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Their
hauberks
tear; the girths asunder start,
The saddles slip, and fall upon the grass.
| Guess: |
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Chanson de Roland |
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"
18
For my heart was sick and sore within me, — The poor fellow, every word he spoke
Shamed me, there was
something
in his gesture Almost comic that I could not bear.
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Contemporary Verse - v01-02 |
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The old Bards and Minnesingers
had
advantages
which we do not possess--and Thomas Moore, singing his
own songs, was, in the most legitimate manner, perfecting them as poems.
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Edgar Allen Poe |
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"
And now had Greece eternal fame acquired,
And
frighted
Troy within her walls, retired,
Had not sage Helenus her state redress'd,
Taught by the gods that moved his sacred breast.
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Iliad - Pope |
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let it never
Be
foolishly
said
That my room it is gloomy
And narrow my bed;
For man never slept
In a different bed--
And, to _sleep_, you must slumber
In just such a bed.
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Poe - 5 |
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But the robin might have said,
"To the farthest West he has
followed
the sun,
His life and his empire just begun.
| Guess: |
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American Poetry - 1922 - A Miscellany |
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These
travellers
were mounted on four dromedaries, and having passed through Spain, they went to Norway and from there to Babylon and the Holy Land.
| Guess: |
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| Source: |
Appoloinaire |
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And, truly, I would rather be struck dumb,
Than speak against this ardent listlessness:
For I have ever thought that it might bless
The world with
benefits
unknowingly;
As does the nightingale, upperched high,
And cloister'd among cool and bunched leaves-- 830
She sings but to her love, nor e'er conceives
How tiptoe Night holds back her dark-grey hood.
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Keats |
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III
The dusk was blue with blowing mist,
The lights were
spangles
in a veil,
And from the clamor far below
Floated faint music like a wail.
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Sara Teasdale |
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inges
were medeled by
fortuouse
hap.
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Chaucer - Boethius |
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The invalidity or
unenforceability
of any
provision of this agreement shall not void the remaining provisions.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Epic of Gilgamesh |
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alter erit tum Tiphys, et altera quae uehat Argo
delectos heroas; erunt etiam altera bella,
atque iterum ad Troiam magnus
mittetur
Achilles.
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Oxford Book of Latin Verse |
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Of
the
efficacy
of this act no means of judging has come down to us.
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Sappho |
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French - Apollinaire - Alcools |
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There, while within the poop with care he stored
The regal presents of the Spartan lord,
"With speed begone (said he); call every mate,
Ere yet to Nestor I the tale relate:
'Tis true, the fervour of his
generous
heart
Brooks no repulse, nor couldst thou soon depart:
Himself will seek thee here, nor wilt thou find,
In words alone, the Pylian monarch kind.
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Odyssey - Pope |
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Nowhere before could I so well have seen
Her whom my soul most craves since lost to view;
Nowhere in so great freedom could have been
Breathing my amorous lays 'neath skies so blue;
Never with depths of shade so calm and green
A valley found for lover's sigh more true;
Methinks
a spot so lovely and serene
Love not in Cyprus nor in Gnidos knew.
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Petrarch - Poems |
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French - Apollinaire - Alcools |
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Nor could the clouds,
As on they come, engulf with rain so vast
As thus to make the rivers overflow
And fields to float, if ether were not thus
Furnished
with lofty-piled clouds.
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| Source: |
Lucretius |
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These have been corrected, and it
is hoped that the text has been rendered generally
accurate
and
trustworthy.
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Beowulf |
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_All insert_ moste
_before_
able.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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Chaucer - Romuant of the Rose |
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Woe, woe, and woe again,
AEgisthus
gone!
| Guess: |
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| Source: |
Aeschylus |
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Whereto thus Adam
fatherly
displeas'd.
| Guess: |
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Milton |
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] In 1833 the poet visited Orenburg, the scene of the
dreadful
excesses
he recorded; the fruit of his journey being one
of the most charming tales ever written, _The Captain's Daughter_.
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Pushkin - Eugene Oneigin |
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thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved home and the war's desolation;
Blessed with victory and peace, may the Heaven-rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and
preserved
us a nation.
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Matthews - Poems of American Patriotism |
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Keats - Lamia |
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Last came, and last did go,
The Pilot of the
Galilean
lake,
Two massy Keyes he bore of metals twain, 110
(The Golden opes, the Iron shuts amain)
He shook his Miter'd locks, and stern bespake,
How well could I have spar'd for thee, young swain,
Anow of such as for their bellies sake,
Creep and intrude, and climb into the fold?
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Milton |
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, but its
volunteers
and employees are scattered
throughout numerous locations.
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Tacitus |
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Men died with love on
entering
her room.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Victor Hugo - Poems |
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]
"Sunday,
September
18th.
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
William Wordsworth |
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You may convert to and distribute this work in any binary,
compressed, marked up,
nonproprietary
or proprietary form, including
any word processing or hypertext form.
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Wilde - Poems |
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If, Phidyle, your hands you lift
To heaven, as each new moon is born,
Soothing
your Lares with the gift
Of slaughter'd swine, and spice, and corn,
Ne'er shall Scirocco's bane assail
Your vines, nor mildew blast your wheat,
Ne'er shall your tender younglings fail
In autumn, when the fruits are sweet.
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Horace - Odes, Carmen |
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To the honour he shows me, add another,
Let's join our houses, one to the other:
You have one daughter, I a single son;
Their
marriage
will make us more than one.
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Corneille - Le Cid |
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"
ECLOGUE III
MENALCAS
DAMOETAS
PALAEMON
MENALCAS
Who owns the flock, Damoetas?
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Virgil - Eclogues |
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Indeed, it needs not the Feelings of a poet to be interested in the
welfare of one of the sweetest scenes of
domestic
peace and kindred
love that ever I saw; as I think the peaceful unity of St.
| Guess: |
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| Source: |
Robert Forst |
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`Ector,' quod they, `what goost may yow enspyre
This womman thus to shilde and doon us lese
Daun
Antenor?
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Weep, beauteous damsels, and let Cupid weep,
Of every region weep, ye lover train;
He, who so
skilfully
attuned his strain
To your fond cause, is sunk in death's cold sleep!
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Petrarch |
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Baudelaire - Poems and Prose Poems |
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So Rollant turns, goes through the field in quest;
His companion Olivier finds at length;
He has embraced him close against his breast,
To the Archbishop returns as he can best;
Upon a shield he's laid him, by the rest;
And the Archbishop has them
absolved
and blest:
Whereon his grief and pity grow afresh.
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In 1857 he was appointed
director
of the National
Theatre at Christiania, and about this time wrote, at intervals,
plays in the style of the ancient Norse sagas.
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Glory is but my menial, Pride my own chained slave,
Humbly
standing
when Zizimi is in his seat.
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Victor Hugo - Poems |
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Yet higher tower'd the
monarchs
ancients boast,
Of old one sov'reign rul'd the spacious coast.
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Camoes - Lusiades |
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I have reproached this prince by letter
with his
shameful
flight from our country.
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Petrarch |
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Old age
superbly
rising!
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Walt Whitman - Leaves of Grass |
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The
invalidity
or unenforceability of any
provision of this agreement shall not void the remaining provisions.
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And we, so small on the swift immense hillside,
Stood tranced, until our souls arose uplifted
On those far-sweeping, wide,
Strong curves of flight,--swayed up and hugely drifted,
Were washed, made strong and
beautiful
in the tide
Of sun-bathed air.
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Abercrombie - Georgian Poetry 1920-22 |
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[Sidenote: But the object is not
distinguished
by the touch unless
the hand comes in contact with it and feels it all round.
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Chaucer - Boethius |
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Hides her red hands in gloves, pinches up her lithe waist,
And makes herself wretched with
transmarine
taste;
She loses her fresh country charm when she takes
Any mirror except her own rivers and lakes.
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James Russell Lowell |
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On the bright axle turns the bidden wheel
Of
sounding
brass; the polished axle steel.
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Iliad - Pope |
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Perchance 'tis feigned,
perchance
sincere,
But false or true thou canst not tell;
So much hast thou from all to fear,
In that unconquerable spell.
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