"
XXXVII
Well I found you in the twilit garden,
Laid a lover's hand upon your shoulder,
And we both were made aware of loving
Past the reach of reason to unravel,
Or the much
desiring
heart to follow.
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Sappho |
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Rodrigue
No, that dear object to whom I brought terror,
Cannot in punishing show too fierce an anger;
I'd evade a
thousand
deaths that threaten pain,
If I'd die the sooner by angering her again.
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Corneille - Le Cid |
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I am moved by fancies that are curled
Around these images, and cling:
The notion of some
infinitely
gentle
Infinitely suffering thing.
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T.S. Eliot |
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How artless was the note which spoke
Of love again, and yet again;
How deftly could he
transport
feign!
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Pushkin - Eugene Oneigin |
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"
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and
pocketed
a toy that was running along
the quay.
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Eliot - Rhapsody on a Windy Night |
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The seven young Fishes swam across the Lake Pipple-Popple, and into the
river, and into the ocean; where, most unhappily for them, they saw, on the
fifteenth day of their travels, a bright-blue Boss-Woss, and
instantly
swam
after him.
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Lear - Nonsense |
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(quoth he) whom triall late did teach,
That like would not for all this worldes wealth:
His subtill tongue, like
dropping
honny, mealt'h?
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Spenser - Faerie Queene - 1 |
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Through me many long dumb voices,
Voices of the interminable generations of prisoners and slaves,
Voices of the diseas'd and despairing and of thieves and dwarfs,
Voices of cycles of
preparation
and accretion,
And of the threads that connect the stars, and of wombs and of the
father-stuff,
And of the rights of them the others are down upon,
Of the deform'd, trivial, flat, foolish, despised,
Fog in the air, beetles rolling balls of dung.
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Walt Whitman - Leaves of Grass |
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--Yet
sometimes
my heart was trammelled
With fear, evader!
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Imagists |
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To be
published
at an early date by ALFRED A.
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Contemporary Verse - v01-02 |
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And where the light fully
expresses
all its colour.
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Appoloinaire |
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[94] now the peril's past;
For yonder view the opening plain,
And there we'll prick our steeds amain:" 570
The Chiaus[95] spake, and as he said,
A bullet
whistled
o'er his head;
The foremost Tartar bites the ground!
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Byron |
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The people pass through the dust
On bicycles, in carts, in motor-cars;
The
waggoners
go by at dawn;
The lovers walk on the grass path at night.
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| Source: |
Imagists |
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Graham and
him, I have been partly forgiven; only I
understand
that all hopes of
my getting officially forward, are blasted.
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Robert Forst |
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I really do not believe anything was ever written under an equal number
of limitations; and when I first came to know all the
conditions
of the poem
I was for a moment inclined to think that no genuine work
could be produced under them.
| Guess: |
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| Source: |
Sidney Lanier |
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"Warm
yourself
here a little space!
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Pushkin - Eugene Oneigin |
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'And, father, how can I love you
Or any of my
brothers
more?
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Blake - Songs of Innocence, Songs of Experience |
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Presently, while the whole party from the boat was gazing at him with
mingled affection and disgust, he suddenly arose, and, in a somewhat
plumdomphious manner, hurried off towards the setting sun,--his steps
supported by two
superincumbent
confidential Cucumbers, and a large number
of Waterwagtails proceeding in advance of him by three and three in a
row,--till he finally disappeared on the brink of the western sky in a
crystal cloud of sudorific sand.
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| Question: |
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Lear - Nonsense |
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Compliance
requirements
are not uniform and it takes a
considerable effort, much paperwork and many fees to meet and keep up
with these requirements.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
French - Apollinaire - Alcools |
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XCV
Hark, where Poseidon's
White racing horses
Trample with tumult
The shelving
seaboard!
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Sappho |
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All
creation
slept and smiled.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Blake - Songs of Innocence, Songs of Experience |
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Some states do not allow
disclaimers
of certain implied
warranties or the exclusion or limitation of certain types of damages.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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Sarojini Naidu - Golden Threshold |
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One of them is miraculously endued with voice, and
inspired to
prophesy
his fate: but the hero, not astonished by that
prodigy, rushes with fury to the combat.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Iliad - Pope |
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It
must be, however, in the
miraculous
fusing of the two.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
AE Housman - A Shropshire Lad |
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At last the dead man walked no more
Amongst the Trial Men,
And I knew that he was
standing
up
In the black dock's dreadful pen,
And that never would I see his face
In God's sweet world again.
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Wilde - Poems |
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Hence 'tis an easy matter to persuade
Mine host his buxom
daughter
to forego,
And let them, where they will the damsel bear;
In that to treat her well the travellers swear.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Ariosoto - Orlando Furioso |
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"
DAMOETAS
"My Muse,
although
she be but country-bred,
Is loved by Pollio: O Pierian Maids,
Pray you, a heifer for your reader feed!
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Virgil - Eclogues |
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_, at the
beginning
of the third century A.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Li Po |
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Fix the water-colour,
Too fragile tints that run,
Painter
In enameller's oven;
Make Sirens blue
Tails
writhing
free
For you,
Monsters of heraldry;
And with triple halo
The Virgin and her Jesus
the globe
With the Cross above.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
19th Century French Poetry |
|
XV
With smiling face he Lenski hears;
The poet's fervid conversation
And
judgment
which unsteady veers
And eye which gleams with inspiration--
All this was novel to Eugene.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Pushkin - Eugene Oneigin |
|
The
copyright
laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Goethe - Erotica Romana |
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Unless you have removed all
references
to Project Gutenberg:
1.
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Epic of Gilgamesh |
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And the poet's
boyishness
demands still further consideration.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Thomas Chatterton - Rowley Poems |
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Many small donations
($1 to $5,000) are particularly important to
maintaining
tax exempt
status with the IRS.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Sarojini Naidu - Golden Threshold |
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An elderly waiter
with
trembling
hands was hurriedly spreading a pink and white checked
cloth over the rusty green iron table, saying: "If the lady and
gentleman wish to take their tea in the garden, if the lady and
gentleman wish to take their tea in the garden .
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
T.S. Eliot |
|
And is it far to the Luyov
mountains?
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Pushkin - Boris Gudonov |
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Each one kept shroud, nor to his
neighbour
gave
Or word, or look, or action of despair.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Keats |
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Meos circa I umbos mica,
O castitatis lorica,
Aqua tincta seraphica;
Patera gemmis corusca,
Panis salsus, mollis esca,
Divinum vinum,
Francisca!
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Baudelaire - Poems and Prose Poems |
|
THE HEART OF A SONG
Dear love, let this my song fly to you:
Perchance
forget it came from me.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
George Lathrop - Dreams and Days |
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A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the
strength
has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Eliot - Rhapsody on a Windy Night |
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The wasps flourish greenly
Dawn goes by round her neck
A
necklace
of windows
You are all the solar joys
All the sun of this earth
On the roads of your beauty.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Paul Eluard - Poems |
|
The
copyright
laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Li Bai - Chinese |
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They see you
piercing
like gray swords through flowers,
And smile, from souls at peace.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
War Poetry - 1914-17 |
|
It was the
windfall
for which the youth had been waiting to enable him to
gratify his first love.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Victor Hugo - Poems |
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Ah, parted by whirlpools
Widest, yon
truculent
main where yields it power of passage?
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Catullus - Carmina |
|
Thou hast the
knowledge
clear, but lo, I bring
More also.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Euripides - Electra |
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I
imagined
I could save my happy life by forfeiting
my honour; and the result is that I have lost both.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Euripides - Alcestis |
|
]
[Sidenote E: Our knight
consents
to remain for another night.
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Gawaine and the Green Knight |
|
Kynge
Haroldes
knyghts desir'de for hendie stroke, 95
And marched furious o'er the bloudie pleyne,
In bodie close, and made the pleyne to smoke;
Theire sheelds rebounded arrowes back agayne.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Thomas Chatterton - Rowley Poems |
|
at
neuermore
schal blinne.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Adam Davy's Five Dreams about Edward II - 1389 |
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See, Lovers, how I'm treated, in what ways
I die of cold through summer's
scorching
days:
Of heat, in the depths of icy weather.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Ronsard |
|
PAUL KING: All of you who have been lately in China must be struck
with the extraordinary difference between the China
described
in these
poems and the China which has come into being since the revolution.
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Li Po |
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And, in that pause, a
sinister
whisper ran:
Burial at Sea!
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Abercrombie - Georgian Poetry 1920-22 |
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--They shall not see thee, when I display at large
The riches and the honour; I've enough
Possession, without thee, to stupify
The
assembly
of my men, my herd of kings.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Lascelles Abercrombie - Emblems of Love |
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The first who mark'd them was the Cretan king;
High on a rising ground, above the ring,
The monarch sat: from whence with sure survey
He well
observed
the chief who led the way,
And heard from far his animating cries,
And saw the foremost steed with sharpen'd eyes;
On whose broad front a blaze of shining white,
Like the full moon, stood obvious to the sight.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Iliad - Pope |
|
As the punishment of your folly
and
blindness
you shall love me as I truly am.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Baudelaire - Poems and Prose Poems |
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All is now secure and fast;
Not the gods can shake the Past;
Flies-to the
adamantine
door
Bolted down forevermore.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Emerson - Poems |
|
"
LXXXI
His ceaseless strokes scarce one the other wait:
Speedily
all his foemen are in flight.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Ariosoto - Orlando Furioso |
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th
fful
richeliche
al a-ry?
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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Adam Davy's Five Dreams about Edward II - 1389 |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Lucretius |
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_God's deathless plaything rolls an eye
Five hundred
thousand
cubits high.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
American Poetry - 1922 |
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Only the maidens question not
The bridges that lead to Dream;
Their
luminous
smiles are like strands of pearls
On a silver vase agleam.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Rilke - Poems |
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fremmað
gē nū lēoda þearfe, 2801; inf.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Beowulf |
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CHORUS
Forth from the royal halls by high command
I bear
libations
for the dead.
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| Source: |
Aeschylus |
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Hither came at noon
Mournful
?
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Tennyson |
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195 BCE) established the Han, his advisor Shusun Tong recommended that Confucian
scholars
of Lu be summoned to make Liu Bang?
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Du Fu - 5 |
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outen strijf,
Rome forto gouerne; 954
we
defenden
holy chirche
A?
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Adam Davy's Five Dreams about Edward II - 1389 |
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Below are the blatant lights in a huddled squalor;
Above are futile fires in
freezing
space.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
American Poetry - 1922 - A Miscellany |
|
--So the green-gowned faeries say
Living over
Blackmoor
way.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Thomas Hardy - Poems of the Past and Present |
|
something
in a trance!
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Walt Whitman - Leaves of Grass |
|
Thus may Cyprus' heavenly queen,
Thus Helen's brethren, stars of
brightest
sheen,
Guide thee!
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Horace - Odes, Carmen |
|
Ah, yes, to become legendary, too,
On the brink of a
charlatan
age!
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
19th Century French Poetry |
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But greater far and heavier ills than this
The suitors plan, whose
counsels
Jove confound!
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Odyssey - Cowper |
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There is a Book
By seraphs writ with beams of
heavenly
light,
On which the eyes of God not rarely look,
A chronicle of actions just and bright--
There all thy deeds, my faithful Mary, shine;
And since, thou own'st that praise, I spare thee mine.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Golden Treasury |
|
Let it be but the witless mating of beasts,
Tamed and
curiously
knowing itself
And cunning in its own delight: What then?
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Lascelles Abercrombie - Emblems of Love |
|
compares this
Dantesque
tarn and scenery with the
poetical accounts of _AEneid_, vii.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Beowulf |
|
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| Source: |
French - Apollinaire - Alcools |
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A
thousand
cups of gold,
In Judah deemed divine--[ly]
Jehovah's vessels hold
The godless Heathen's wine!
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Byron |
|
Each eBook is in a subdirectory of the same number as the eBook's
eBook number, often in several formats
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plain vanilla ASCII,
compressed (zipped), HTML and others.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
William Wordsworth |
|
'
"'But I have no money at all,'
insisted
my grandmother.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Pushkin - Queen of Spades |
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Explicit,
_following_
And longe
haue red (_see note to_ 7694); Th.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Chaucer - Romuant of the Rose |
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They hanged him as a beast is hanged:
They did not even toll
A requiem that might have brought
Rest to his startled soul,
But
hurriedly
they took him out,
And hid him in a hole.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Wilde - Poems |
|
How their mouths water while they are looking
At miles of slaughter and sniffing the
cooking!
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
American Poetry - 1922 |
|
Donations are
accepted
in a number of other
ways including checks, online payments and credit card donations.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Li Bai - Chinese |
|
Ring the Alarum Bell, blow Winde, come wracke,
At least wee'l dye with
Harnesse
on our backe.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
shakespeare-macbeth |
|
The world of imagination is infinite
and eternal, whereas the world of generation or
vegetation
is finite
and temporal.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Yeats |
|
O rustle not, ye verdant oaken
branches!
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Pushkin - Talisman |
|
Now the cat has ta'en her seat,
With her tail curled round her feet;
Patiently she sits to watch
Sparrows
fighting
on the thatch.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
John Clare |
|
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you must, at no additional cost, fee or expense to the user, provide a
copy, a means of exporting a copy, or a means of obtaining a copy upon
request, of the work in its
original
"Plain Vanilla ASCII" or other
form.
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Khalil Gibran - Poems |
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The boundless, overflowing, bursting gladness, _320
The vaporous exultation not to be
confined!
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Shelley |
|
For now the
moanings
bitter,
Left by the rain, make harmony
With the swallow's matin-twitter,
And the robin's note, like the wind's in a tree.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
George Lathrop - Dreams and Days |
|
Aux yeux du
souvenir
que le monde est petit!
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Baudelaire - Fleurs Du Mal |
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Goethe - Erotica Romana |
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1 Taibai
Mountain
and Wugong county were near Fengxiang.
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Du Fu - 5 |
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Lucullus, when
frugality
could charm,
Had roasted turnips in the Sabine farm.
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Pope - Essay on Man |
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and
wherefore
wert thou chosen?
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Lascelle Abercrombie |
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After so long, sister, to see
And hold thee, and then part, then part,
By all that chained thee to my heart
Forsaken, and
forsaking
thee!
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Euripides - Electra |
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Sing, with the joy the joyless would have known
Who for this visioned
happiness
so gladly gave their own.
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War Poetry - 1914-17 |
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once my soul and life
Calista, whom I fondly cherished long;
Calista, whose
affection
was so strong;
Is gold more dear than hearts in union twined?
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La Fontaine |
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Adored with caution, as a brittle heaven,
To reach
Were hopeless as the rainbow's raiment
To touch,
Yet
persevered
toward, surer for the distance;
How high
Unto the saints' slow diligence
The sky!
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Dickinson - Three - Complete |
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