Lo cielo i vostri movimenti inizia;
non dico tutti, ma, posto ch'i' 'l dica,
lume v'e dato a bene e a malizia,
e libero voler; che, se fatica
ne le prime
battaglie
col ciel dura,
poi vince tutto, se ben si notrica.
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Dante - La Divina Commedia |
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Assured of every worthiness,
Is my person, if she
ennobles
me,
Through whom is merit in excess,
And he's a fool who would suggest,
That any other should grant me rest.
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Troubador Verse |
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Oh quanto fora meglio esser vicine
quelle genti ch'io dico, e al Galluzzo
e a Trespiano aver vostro confine,
che averle dentro e sostener lo puzzo
del villan d'Aguglion, di quel da Signa,
che gia per
barattare
ha l'occhio aguzzo!
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Dante - La Divina Commedia |
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The sun, the soil, but not the slave, the same;
Unchanged in all except its foreign lord--
Preserves alike its bounds and
boundless
fame;
The battle-field, where Persia's victim horde
First bowed beneath the brunt of Hellas' sword,
As on the morn to distant Glory dear,
When Marathon became a magic word;
Which uttered, to the hearer's eye appear
The camp, the host, the fight, the conqueror's career.
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Byron - Childe Harold's Pilgrimage |
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By the way, I cannot help
congratulating
you on his looks and
spirit.
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Robert Forst |
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O sweet, O sweet
content!
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Golden Treasury |
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to eternal light
These eyes, which seem'd in
darkness
closed, I raise!
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Petrarch - Poems |
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zip *****
This and all
associated
files of various formats will be found in:
http://www.
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Emerson - Poems |
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But
wherever
they lie an English rose
So red, and a lily of France so pale,
Will grow for a love that never and never can fail.
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War Poetry - 1914-17 |
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And perhaps the masts,
inviting
lightning,
Are those the gale bends over shipwrecks,
Lost, without masts, without masts, no fertile islands.
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Mallarme - Poems |
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"
"Of course you can't leave
_children_
free,"
Said I, "to pick and choose:
But, in the case of men like me,
I think 'Mine Host' might fairly be
Allowed to state his views.
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Lewis Carroll |
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Even the masters were put to shame; for when they were trying
to teach him he would tell them
something
they had never heard of
before, and show them their ignorance.
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Yeats |
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Songs can the very moon draw down from heaven
Circe with singing changed from human form
The
comrades
of Ulysses, and by song
Is the cold meadow-snake, asunder burst.
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Virgil - Eclogues |
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How space quivers
Like an
enormous
kiss
That, wild to be born for no one, can neither
Burst out or be soothed like this.
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Mallarme - Poems |
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"
— The Rochester Htrald, Rochester, New York
• :— The
Literary
Digest, New York Rates, $1.
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Contemporary Verse - v01-02 |
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His look is grave,
--Yea from
thejsecret
that I never knew--
And slightly glazed,
Since to our winter from the spring he came.
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Stefan George - Selections from His Works and Others |
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, _high king,
mightiest
of the kings_: gen.
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Beowulf |
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The
younger Michaux, in his "Travels West of the
Alleghanies
in 1802,"
says that the common inquiry in the newly settled West was, "'From
what part of the world have you come?
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Thoreau - Excursions and Poems |
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ou in somme
of what gilt I am
accused?
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Chaucer - Boethius |
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Think now
She gives when our attention is distracted
And what she gives, gives with such supple confusions
That the giving
famishes
the craving.
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T.S. Eliot |
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291:
Why should not bilbo raise him, or a pair of
bullions?
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Ben Jonson - The Devil's Association |
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Lear - Nonsense |
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LVII
"Bad is the world, and hard is the world's law 505
Even for the man who wears the warmest fleece;
Much need have ye that time more closely draw
The bond of nature, all unkindness cease,
And that among so few there still be peace:
Else can ye hope but with such
numerous
foes 510
Your pains shall ever with your years increase?
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Wordsworth - 1 |
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Silk Buckingham, I fancy, will
scarcely
be so bold as to deny that he
made his way, upon all fours, under the table.
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Poe - 5 |
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Where Mercy, Love, and Pity dwell,
There God is
dwelling
too.
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Blake - Songs of Innocence, Songs of Experience |
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Sigh
My soul, towards your brow where O calm sister,
An autumn dreams, blotched by reddish smudges,
And towards the errant sky of your angelic eye
Climbs: as in a
melancholy
garden the true sigh
Of a white jet of water towards the Azure!
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Mallarme - Poems |
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TO THE
GREAT-GRANDCHILDREN, GRAND-NEPHEWS, AND GRAND-NIECES
OF EDWARD, 13TH EARL OF DERBY,
THIS BOOK OF
DRAWINGS
AND VERSES
(The greater part of which were originally
made and composed for their parents.
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Lear - Nonsense |
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It was not his cue to
appear at all conscious of the high honor he thus unexpectedly enjoyed;
but, by leading his guest into the conversation, to elicit some
important ethical ideas, which might, in obtaining a place in his
contemplated publication,
enlighten
the human race, and at the same time
immortalize himself--ideas which, I should have added, his visitor's
great age, and well-known proficiency in the science of morals, might
very well have enabled him to afford.
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Poe - 5 |
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The
initials
signify "Aerated Bread Company,
Limited.
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T.S. Eliot |
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In
conclusion
the editor would express the hope that his labors in the
preparation of this book may help, if only in some slight degree, to
stimulate the study of the work of a poet who, with all his limitations,
remains one of the abiding glories of English literature, and may
contribute not less to a proper appreciation of a man who with all his
faults was, on the evidence of those who knew him best, not only a great
poet, but a very human and lovable personality.
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Alexander Pope |
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Weialala leia
Wallala leialala
Elizabeth
and Leicester
Beating oars 280
The stern was formed
A gilded shell
Red and gold
The brisk swell
Rippled both shores
Southwest wind
Carried down stream
The peal of bells
White towers
Weialala leia 290
Wallala leialala
"Trams and dusty trees.
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T.S. Eliot - The Waste Land |
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After what
Rodrigue
has said today,
Who is brave enough to make a play?
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Corneille - Le Cid |
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I love our own Bay State too
well to do the one, and as for the other, I have myself for nigh forty
years exercised, however unworthily, the function of Justice of the
Peace, having been called thereto by the
unsolicited
kindness of that
most excellent man and upright patriot, Caleb Strong.
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| Source: |
James Russell Lowell |
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Oft as I hear thee, wrapt in heavenly art,
The massive message of
Beethoven
tell
With thy ten fingers to the people's heart
As if ten tongues told news of heaven and hell, --
Gazing on thee, I mark that not alone,
Ah, not alone, thou sittest: there, by thee,
Beethoven's self, dear living lord of tone,
Doth stand and smile upon thy mastery.
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| Source: |
Sidney Lanier |
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O mie upswalynge[51] harte, whatt wordes can saie
The peynes, thatte
passethe
ynn mie soule ybrente?
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Thomas Chatterton - Rowley Poems |
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Once on board,
Your mast erected, and your canvas white
Unfurl'd, sit thou; the
breathing
North shall waft
Thy vessel on.
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Odyssey - Cowper |
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Time bring back the order of classic days;
Earth has shuddered with
prophetic
breath.
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19th Century French Poetry |
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how unlike those late
terrific
sleeps!
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Coleridge - Lyrical Ballads |
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"
Brings his horse his eldest sister,
And the next his arms, which glister,
Whilst the third, with
childish
prattle,
Cries, "when wilt return from battle?
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Pushkin - Talisman |
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"
Joss seizes her and holds her head
Supporting her beneath her arms, in his;
And then he dared to plant a
monstrous
kiss
Upon her rosy lips,--while Zeno bent
Before the massive chair, and with intent
Her robe disordered as he raised her feet;
Her dainty ankles thus their gaze to meet.
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Hugo - Poems |
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at his lif was almest do
ffor
seknesse
?
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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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_
_Wars and justice, love and death,
These are but his wasted breath;
Chews a planet for his cud--
Behemot
sweating
blood.
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| Question: |
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American Poetry - 1922 - A Miscellany |
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It exists
because of the efforts of
hundreds
of volunteers and donations from
people in all walks of life.
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| Source: |
Gawaine and the Green Knight |
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Cette mutilation de sa pensee par autorite de justice
avait eu pour resultat de rendre les directeurs de
journaux
et de
revues tres mefiants a son egard, lorsqu'il leur presentait quelques
pages de prose ou des poesies nouvelles; sa situation pecuniaire s'en
ressentit.
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| Source: |
Baudelaire - Fleurs Du Mal |
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Or why was the substance not made more sure
That formed the brave fronts of these
palaces?
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| Source: |
Du Bellay - The Ruins of Rome |
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Sweeney shifts from ham to ham
Stirring
the water in his bath.
| Guess: |
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| Source: |
T.S. Eliot |
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And below this inquiet face, whose mobile
nostrils
breathe in the
unknown and the impossible, glitters, with an unspeakable grace, the
smile of a large mouth; white, red, and delicious; a mouth that makes
one dream of the miracle of some superb flower unclosing in a volcanic
land.
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Baudelaire - Poems and Prose Poems |
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Upon the
English advance to free Spain of the invaders, the general and Abel
remained at bay, whilst the mother and children
hastened
to Paris.
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| Source: |
Victor Hugo - Poems |
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I saw it now
as men must see it forever afterwards;
no poet could write again,
"the red-lily,
a girl's laugh caught in a kiss;"
it was his to pour in the vat
from which all poets dip and quaff,
for poets are
brothers
in this.
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
American Poetry - 1922 - A Miscellany |
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FINIS
Joachim du Bellay
'Joachim du Bellay'
Science and
literature
in the Middle Ages and the Renaissance - P.
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| Source: |
Du Bellay - The Ruins of Rome |
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The shape of your heart is chimerical
And your love
resembles
my lost desire.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Paul Eluard - Poems |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Ariosoto - Orlando Furioso |
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This humble praise,
lamented
shade!
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Alexander Pope |
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The combs are founded, the queen rules her court,
Bee-sergeants posted at the entrance-chink
Are
sampling
each returning honey-cargo
With scrutinizing mouth and commentary,
Slow approbation, quick dissatisfaction--
Disquieting rhythm, that leads me home at last
From labyrinthine wandering.
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Abercrombie - Georgian Poetry 1920-22 |
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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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Saw ye e'er sic
troggin?
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Robert Burns |
|
_It
has been assumed, tacitly and avowedly, directly and indirectly, that
the
ultimate
object of all Poetry is Truth.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Edgar Allen Poe |
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Where are those bloody banners which of yore
Waved o'er thy sons, victorious to the gale,
And drove at last the
spoilers
to their shore?
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| Source: |
Byron - Childe Harold's Pilgrimage |
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And still in boyish rivalry
Young Daphnis
challenges
his mate;
Dost thou remember Sicily?
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Oscar Wilde - Poetry |
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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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French - Apollinaire - Alcools |
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I feel no spring, while spring is
wellnigh
blown,
I find no nest, while nests are in the grove:
Woe's me for mine own heart that dwells alone,
My heart that breaketh for a little love.
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Christina Rossetti |
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(fair Thetis thus replies,
While tears
celestial
trickle from her eyes)
Why have I borne thee with a mother's throes,
To Fates averse, and nursed for future woes?
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Iliad - Pope |
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THOU ART THE MAN
I will now play the Oedipus to the
Rattleborough
enigma.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Poe - 5 |
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A chorus of colors came over the water;
The wondrous leaf-shadow no longer wavered,
No pines crooned on the hills,
The blue night was
elsewhere
a silence,
When the chorus of colors came over the
water,
Little songs of carmine, violet, green, gold.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Stephen Crane |
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Da geht's, mein Herr, nicht immer mutig zu;
Doch
schmeckt
dafur das Essen, schmeckt die Ruh.
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Goethe - Faust- Der Tragödie erster Teil |
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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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| Question: |
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Omar Khayyam - Rubaiyat |
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Mid stormy vapours ever driving by,
Where ospreys, cormorants, and herons cry,
Where hardly giv'n the hopeless waste to chear,
Deny'd the bread of life the foodful ear, 320
Dwindles
the pear on autumn's latest spray,
And apple sickens pale in summer's ray,
Ev'n here Content has fix'd her smiling reign
With Independance child of high Disdain.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Wordsworth - 1 |
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And when the rose-petals are scattered 5
At dead of still noon on the grass-plot,
What means this
passionate
grief,--
This infinite ache of regret?
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Sappho |
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We are a small people, and our war is weak:
Who knows whether our God doth not desire
Armies and great plains full of spears and horses,
And cities made of bronze and hewn white stone
And scarlet awnings, throng'd with sworded men,
To shout his name up from the earth and kill
All crying at the gates of other heavens;
And hath grown tired of peaceable praise and folk
That in a warren of dry
mountains
dwell,
Whose few throats can make little noise in heaven.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Lascelle Abercrombie |
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Thy
sensitive
beauty
Is become part of the fleeting
Loveliness, merged in the pathos
Of all things mortal.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Sappho |
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LFS}
A shadowy human form winged & in his depths
The dazzlings as of gems shone clear, rapturous in joy fury
Glorying in his own eyes Exalted in
terrific
Pride
[ Searching for glory wishing that the heavens had eyes to See
And courting that the Earth would ope her Eyelids & behold
Such wondrous beauty repining in the midst of all his glory
That nought but Enion could be found to praise adore & love
Three days in self admiring raptures on the rocks he flamd
And three dark nights repind the solitude.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Blake - Zoas |
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3
Features of my equals would you trick me with your creas'd and
cadaverous
march?
| Guess: |
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Walt Whitman - Leaves of Grass |
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Thomas Hardy - Poems of the Past and Present |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Edgar Allen Poe |
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Then when from quiet rest torn, her delirium over, Attis at
once recalled to mind her deed, and with lucid thought saw what she had
lost, and where she stood, with heaving heart she
backwards
traced her
steps to the landing-place.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Catullus - Carmina |
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"
Starboard
it was--and so,
Like a black squall's lifting frown,
Our mighty bow bore down
On the iron beak of the Foe.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Matthews - Poems of American Patriotism |
|
He later changed his mind and
incorporated
it into the text.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Blake - Zoas |
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it might have sought a brighter goal,
In flying
troublous
thoughts, and winning peace;
O Father!
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Petrarch |
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Every species of assassination was
the policy of their courts, and every act of
unrestrained
rapine and
massacre followed the path of victory.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Camoes - Lusiades |
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Keep your splendid silent sun;
Keep your woods, O Nature, and the quiet places by the woods;
Keep your fields of clover and timothy, and your
cornfields
and orchards;
Keep the blossoming buckwheat fields, where the ninth-month bees hum.
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The eternal gates
terrific
porter lifted the northern bar:
Thel enter'd in & saw the secrets of the land unknown;
She saw the couches of the dead, & where the fibrous roots
Of every heart on earth infixes deep its restless twists:
A land of sorrows & of tears where never smile was seen.
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I, a human chaos, a nebula of
confused
elements, I move amongst
finished worlds--peoples of complete laws and pure order, whose
thoughts are assorted, whose dreams are arranged, and whose visions
are enrolled and registered.
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The Planh below was
previously
attributed, by Pound and others, to Bertran de Born.
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The parchment or vellum appeared to have been closely pared
round the margin for what purpose or by what
accident
I know not .
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Ein Mittel, ohne Geld Und Arzt und Zauberei zu haben:
Begib dich gleich hinaus aufs Feld,
Fang an zu hacken und zu graben
Erhalte dich und deinen Sinn
In einem ganz beschrankten Kreise,
Ernahre dich mit ungemischter Speise,
Leb mit dem Vieh als Vieh, und acht es nicht fur Raub,
Den Acker, den du erntest, selbst zu dungen;
Das ist das beste Mittel, glaub,
Auf achtzig Jahr dich zu
verjungen!
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Oh whence, I asked, and
whither?
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outen lettynge
Goddes
sergeaunt
to chirche brynge
wi?
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--strength they meant,
virginal
strength, a
rushing, lasting, tireless strength.
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We rode slowly: and
it was nearly
midnight
before we reached the old tomb, facing the ruined
tank, in the decayed gardens where we were going to eat and drink.
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He imagined
himself to believe in Christianity, but his belief never realized itself in
effective action, either in the mind or in conduct, while it frequently
clogged his energies by weak scruples and restrictions which were but so
many
internal
irritations.
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The summer's flower is to the summer sweet,
Though to itself it only live and die;
But if that flower with base infection meet,
The basest weed outbraves his dignity:
For
sweetest
things turn sourest by their deeds;
Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds.
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Golden Treasury |
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The palace itself
(as well as he could
remember)
was, in one direction, two miles long,
and might have been altogether about seven in circuit.
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Mist and Snow,
And it grew wond'rous cauld:
And Ice mast-high came
floating
by
As green as Emerauld.
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I am much
interested
for that best of men, Mr.
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The
reminiscence
comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets
And female smells in shuttered rooms
And cigarettes in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.
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Eliot - Rhapsody on a Windy Night |
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It is only the wealthy that can, to
any great degree, even now, indulge the unnatural craving for dead
flesh, and they pay for the greater licence of the privilege by
subjection to
supernumerary
diseases.
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He cut in stone an image of Alvar,
Cunningly
carved, and dragged it to the war;
He vowed a vow to yield no inch of ground
Until that image of itself turned round;
He reached Alvar--he saved him--and his line
Was old De Silva's, and his name was mine--
Ruy Gomez.
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