Past cure I am, now Reason is past care,
And frantic-mad with evermore unrest;
My thoughts and my
discourse
as madmen's are,
At random from the truth vainly express'd;
For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright,
Who art as black as hell, as dark as night.
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'But sith ye love discreven so,
And lakke and preise it, bothe two,
Defyneth it into this letter, 4805
That I may thenke on it the better;
For I herde never [diffyne it ere],
And
wilfully
I wolde it lere.
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Chaucer - Romuant of the Rose |
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The/
Poetical
Works/ of/ Lord Byron.
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Byron |
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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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Some sing the pomps of chivalry
As legends of the ancient time,
Where gold and pearls and mystery
Are shadows painted for sublime;
But passions of sublimity
Belong to plain and simpler things,
And David underneath a tree
Sought when a shepherd Salem's springs,
Where moss did into cushions spring,
Forming a seat of velvet hue,
A small unnoticed
trifling
thing
To all but heaven's hailing dew.
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John Clare |
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This passage is referred to by
Stephanus
of
Byzantium, _s.
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Iliad - Pope |
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El mi parea da se stesso rimorso:
o
dignitosa
coscienza e netta,
come t'e picciol fallo amaro morso!
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Dante - La Divina Commedia |
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LXII
Play up, play up thy silver flute;
The crickets all are brave;
Glad is the red
autumnal
earth
And the blue sea.
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Sappho |
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"
Thus communed they: while in the marble court
(Scene of their
insolence)
the lords resort:
Athwart the spacious square each tries his art,
To whirl the disk, or aim the missile dart.
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Odyssey - Pope |
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Purpos I have sum tyme for tenquere,
Wherfore and why the Holy Gost thee soughte,
Whan
Gabrielles
vois cam to thyn ere.
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Chaucer - Romuant of the Rose |
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Their silence
therefore
of our way
Assur'd us.
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Dante - The Divine Comedy |
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Clarke,
acknowledging
money and requesting the loan of
a further sum
CCCXXXVI.
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Robert Forst |
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associated
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Sara Teasdale |
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Lewis Carroll |
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Musa gloriam Coronat,
gloriaque
musam.
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Pushkin - Boris Gudonov |
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That did you, sir, and well I knew at the time
You were wrong, it being not the character
Of the Earl-whom all the world allows to be
A most
hilarious
man.
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Poe - 5 |
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Un orchestre guerrier, au milieu du jardin,
Balance ses schakos dans la Valse des fifres:
On voit, aux premiers rangs, parader le gandin,
Les notaires
montrent
leurs breloques a chiffres:
Des rentiers a lorgnons soulignent tous les couacs;
Les gros bureaux bouffis trainent leurs grosses dames,
Aupres desquelles vont, officieux cornacs,
Celles dont les volants ont des airs de reclames;
Sur les bancs verts, des clubs d'epiciers retraites
Qui tisonnent le sable avec leur canne a pomme,
Fort serieusement discutent des traites,
Puis prisent en argent, mieux que monsieur Prud'homme!
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Rimbaud - Poesie Completes |
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Un soir de demi-brume a Londres
Un voyou qui ressemblait a
Mon amour vint a ma rencontre
Et le regard qu'il me jeta
Me fit baisser les yeux de honte
Je suivis ce mauvais garcon
Qui sifflotait mains dans les poches
Nous semblions entre les maisons
Onde ouverte de la Mer Rouge
Lui les Hebreux moi Pharaon
Que tombent ces vagues de briques
Si tu ne fus pas bien aimee
Je suis le souverain d'Egypte
Sa soeur-epouse son armee
Si tu n'es pas l'amour unique
Au tournant d'une rue brulant
De tous les feux de ses facades
Plaies du brouillard sanguinolent
Ou se lamentaient les facades
Une femme lui ressemblant
C'etait son regard d'inhumaine
La cicatrice a son cou nu
Sortit saoule d'une taverne
Au moment ou je reconnus
La faussete de l'amour meme
Lorsqu'il fut de retour enfin
Dans sa patrie le sage Ulysse
Son vieux chien de lui se souvint
Pres d'un tapis de haute lisse
Sa femme attendait qu'il revint
L'epoux royal de Sacontale
Las de vaincre se rejouit
Quand il la retrouva plus pale
D'attente et d'amour yeux palis
Caressant sa gazelle male
J'ai pense a ces rois heureux
Lorsque le faux amour et celle
Dont je suis encore amoureux
Heurtant leurs ombres infideles
Me rendirent si malheureux
Regrets sur quoi l'enfer se fonde
Qu'un ciel d'oubli s'ouvre a mes voeux
Pour son baiser les rois du monde
Seraient morts les pauvres fameux
Pour elle eussent vendu leur ombre
J'ai hiverne dans mon passe
Revienne le soleil de Paques
Pour chauffer un coeur plus glace
Que les quarante de Sebaste
Moins que ma vie martyrises
Mon beau navire o ma memoire
Avons-nous assez navigue
Dans une onde mauvaise a boire
Avons-nous assez divague
De la belle aube au triste soir
Adieu faux amour confondu
Avec la femme qui s'eloigne
Avec celle que j'ai perdue
L'annee
derniere
en Allemagne
Et que je ne reverrai plus
Voie lactee o soeur lumineuse
Des blancs ruisseaux de Chanaan
Et des corps blancs des amoureuses
Nageurs morts suivrons-nous d'ahan
Ton cours vers d'autres nebuleuses
Je me souviens d'une autre annee
C'etait l'aube d'un jour d'avril
J'ai chante ma joie bien-aimee
Chante l'amour a voix virile
Au moment d'amour de l'annee
Aubade chantee a Laetare l'an passe
C'est le printemps viens-t'en Paquette
Te promener au bois joli
Les poules dans la cour caquetent
L'aube au ciel fait de roses plis
L'amour chemine a ta conquete
Mars et Venus sont revenus
Ils s'embrassent a bouches folles
Devant des sites ingenus
Ou sous les roses qui feuillolent
De beaux dieux roses dansent nus
Viens ma tendresse est la regente
De la floraison qui parait
La nature est belle et touchante
Pan sifflote dans la foret
Les grenouilles humides chantent
Beaucoup de ces dieux.
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French - Apollinaire - Alcools |
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A nymph of quality admires our knight;
He marries, bows at court, and grows polite:
Leaves the dull cits, and joins (to please the fair)
The well bred
c*ck**ds
in St.
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Pope - Essay on Man |
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Hail, Bards
triumphant!
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Alexander Pope |
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Faith Sir, we were carowsing till the second Cock:
And Drinke, Sir, is a great
prouoker
of three things
Macd.
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shakespeare-macbeth |
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how thy ducal
pageants
shrink
From thee!
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Byron - Childe Harold's Pilgrimage |
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Presentiment is that long shadow on the lawn
Indicative that suns go down;
The notice to the startled grass
That
darkness
is about to pass.
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Dickinson - One - Complete |
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Why do not all fresh maids appear
To work love's sampler only here,
Where spring-time smiles
throughout
the year?
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Robert Herrick |
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Pushkin - Daughter of the Commandant |
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Friend of these many years, you too had stood
With equal courage in that whirling rout;
For you, although you've not her
wandering
heart,
Have all that greatness, and not hers alone.
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Yeats |
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I procured
a stiff piece of whalebone, thrust it down the throat of the corpse,
and deposited the latter in an old wine box-taking care so to double
the body up as to double the
whalebone
with it.
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Poe - 5 |
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Pride, power, love, wealth, and all
Time's touchstone shall destroy,
And, like base coin, prove all
Vain
substitutes
for joy.
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John Clare |
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I am dumb, or--I shall be as soon as you've given me that
dance, and another--if you can trouble
yourself
to think about me for a
minute.
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Kipling - Poems |
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I was for leaving
something
to the whetter.
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American Poetry - 1922 - A Miscellany |
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XXII
When this brave city, honouring the Latin name,
Bounded on the Danube, in Africa,
Among the tribes along the Thames' shore,
And where the rising sun ascends in flame,
Her own
nurslings
stirred, in mutinous game
Against her very self, the spoils of war,
So dearly won from all the world before,
That same world's spoil suddenly became:
So when the Great Year its course has run,
And twenty six thousand years are done,
The elements freed from Nature's accord,
Those seeds that are the source of everything,
Will return in Time to their first discord,
Chaos' eternal womb their presence hiding.
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Du Bellay - The Ruins of Rome |
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There are only two kinds of people who are really fascinating--people
who know
absolutely
everything and people who know absolutely nothing.
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Oscar Wilde - Poetry |
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Our master made
That order, that the
stranger
must not know.
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Euripides - Alcestis |
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Bleed, bleed poore Country,
Great Tyrrany, lay thou thy basis sure,
For
goodnesse
dare not check thee: wear y thy wrongs,
The Title, is affear'd.
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shakespeare-macbeth |
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When the false swain was hurrying o'er the deep
His Spartan hostess in the Idaean bark,
Old Nereus laid the unwilling winds asleep,
That all to Fate might hark,
Speaking
through him:--"Home in ill hour you take
A prize whom Greece shall claim with troops untold,
Leagued by an oath your marriage tie to break
And Priam's kingdom old.
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Horace - Odes, Carmen |
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of you strong
mountains
of my land!
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Walt Whitman - Leaves of Grass |
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Your wings,
brushing
it, spill never a drop
From the glass I fill, from which my thirst I quench.
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19th Century French Poetry |
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Who
assisted
thee to ravage and to plunder;
I trow thou hadst full many wicked comrades.
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Pushkin - Talisman |
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When Rhea Silvia,
princess
and virgin, came down to the Tiber
Just to fetch water, a god seized her and that is the way
Mars begat himself sons, a pair of twins whom a she wolf
Suckled.
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Goethe - Erotica Romana |
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When no Physitian of redresse can speake,
A joyfull casuall violence may breake
A dangerous Apostem in thy breast;
And whil'st thou joyest in this, the dangerous rest, 480
The bag may rise up, and so
strangle
thee.
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John Donne |
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And there right
suddenly
the fool looked up
And saw the crowd divided in two ranks.
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Sidney Lanier |
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Thus, I say,
Again, again, 'tmust be confessed there are
Such
congregations
of matter otherwhere,
Like this our world which vasty ether holds
In huge embrace.
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Lucretius |
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With _Advent_ and _Mir Zur Feier_, both
published
within the following
three years, a phase of questioning commences, a dim desire begins to
stir to reach out into the larger world "deep into life, out beyond
time.
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Rilke - Poems |
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Ronsard refers to Neo-Platonic
metaphysics
in criticising Plato's 'Idealism'.
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Ronsard |
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The account of his memorable
interview with the Lord
Treasurer
Danby has
been often repeated, and yet it would be unpar-
donable to omit it here.
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Marvell - Poems |
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My harsh dreams knew the riding of you
The fleece of this goat and even
You set
yourself
against beauty.
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Appoloinaire |
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MAY
I cannot tell you how it was;
But this I know: it came to pass
Upon a bright and breezy day
When May was young; ah,
pleasant
May!
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Christina Rossetti |
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] rore; _1633_]
[63 gaine, bold soule, repute _Ed:_ gaine; bold soule repute
_1633-69_, _B_, _Cy_, _D_, _H49_, _H51_, _HN_, _L74_, _P_,
_W:_ gayne (bold soule) repute: _Q:_ gain, bold souls repute
_1719 and Chambers:_ gayne, hold soule repute _A25_, _N_, _S_,
_TCD, and Lowell's
conjecture
in Grolier_.
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John Donne |
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Riches, Honour, Triumph, Fame,
Than that _you_ should long endure,
It were
likelier
the stream of the River Han
Should flow to the North-West!
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Li Po |
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And then on that propitious day mortal eyes gazed
on sea-nymphs with naked bodies bare to the breasts
outstanding
from the
foamy abyss.
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Catullus - Carmina |
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LXXVI
Ye have heard how Marsyas,
In the folly of his pride,
Boasted of a
matchless
skill,--
When the great god's back was turned;
How his fond imagining 5
Fell to ashes cold and grey,
When the flawless player came
In serenity and light.
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Sappho |
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80
'I cannot look,' I groaned, 'at only these;
The heart grows
hardened
with perpetual wont,
And palters with a feigned necessity,
Bargaining with itself to be content;
Let me behold thy face.
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| Source: |
James Russell Lowell |
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Turns from the shoes with
lingering
touch--
'Ah, six-and-nine is far too much.
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Abercrombie - Georgian Poetry 1920-22 |
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, is a disease of the mind, with a
continual madness or dotage, which hath an acute fever annexed, or
else an
inflammation
of the brain, or the membranes or kells of it,
with an acute fever, which causeth madness and dotage.
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Ben Jonson - The Devil's Association |
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III
Great troupes of people
traveild
thitherward
Both day and night, of each degree and place,?
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Spenser - Faerie Queene - 1 |
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This Guest of Summer,
The Temple-haunting Barlet does approue,
By his loued Mansonry, that the Heauens breath
Smells wooingly here: no Iutty frieze,
Buttrice, nor Coigne of Vantage, but this Bird
Hath made his pendant Bed, and
procreant
Cradle,
Where they must breed, and haunt: I haue obseru'd
The ayre is delicate.
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| Source: |
shakespeare-macbeth |
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THE
PROGRESS
OF POESY.
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| Source: |
Golden Treasury |
|
Updated editions will replace the
previous
one--the old editions
will be renamed.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Sara Teasdale |
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Was this, Romans, your harsh destiny,
Or some old sin, with discordant mutiny,
Working on you its eternal
vengeance?
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Du Bellay - The Ruins of Rome |
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[Illustration]
There was an Old Man of Bohemia,
Whose daughter was
christened
Euphemia;
But one day, to his grief, she married a thief,
Which grieved that Old Man of Bohemia.
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| Source: |
Lear - Nonsense |
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By Sidney and
Clifford
Lanier.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Sidney Lanier |
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That which in fragrance and in hue defied
The odoriferous and lucid East,
Fruits, flowers and herbs and leaves, and whence the West
Of all rare
excellence
obtain'd the prize,
My laurel sweet, which every beauty graced,
Where every glowing virtue loved to dwell,
Beheld beneath its fair and friendly shade
My Lord, and by his side my Goddess sit.
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| Source: |
Petrarch |
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He literally identified himself with De Quincey and
Poe, translating them so
wonderfully
well that some unpatriotic persons
like the French better than the originals.
| Guess: |
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| Source: |
Baudelaire - Poems and Prose Poems |
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The Elephant
Two Elephants
'Two Elephants'
Nicolaes de Bruyn, 1594, The Rijksmuseun
I carry treasure in my mouth,
As an
elephant
his ivory.
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| Source: |
Appoloinaire |
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Ma poi che l'altre vergini dier loco
a lei di dir, levata dritta in pe,
rispuose,
colorata
come foco:
'Modicum, et non videbitis me;
et iterum, sorelle mie dilette,
modicum, et vos videbitis me'.
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Dante - La Divina Commedia |
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TO TERZAH
Whate'er is born of mortal birth
Must be
consumed
with the earth,
To rise from generation free:
Then what have I to do with thee?
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
blake-poems |
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With
flattering
words and gentle tone,
To woo and win some guileless maid,
Cunning pander need you none,--
Friar Lubin knows the trade.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Longfellow |
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ai nolde bilaue, 21
And to
penaunce
?
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Adam Davy's Five Dreams about Edward II - 1389 |
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As the little tiny swallow or the chaffinch,
Round their warm and cosey nest are seen to hover,
So hovers there the mother dear who bore him;
And aye she weeps, as flows a river's water;
His sister weeps as flows a streamlet's water;
His
youthful
wife, as falls the dew from heaven--
The Sun, arising, dries the dew of heaven.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Pushkin - Talisman |
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Half-past two,
The street-lamp said,
"Remark the cat which
flattens
itself in the gutter,
Slips out its tongue
And devours a morsel of rancid butter.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Eliot - Rhapsody on a Windy Night |
|
80
Now, to keep
unimpaired
all these glorious feeturs
Thet characterize morril an' reasonin' creeturs,
Thet give every paytriot all he can cram,
Thet oust the untrustworthy Presidunt Flam,
An' stick honest Presidunt Sham in his place,
To the manifest gain o' the holl human race,
An' to some indervidgewals on 't in partickler,
Who love Public Opinion an' know how to tickle her,--
I say thet a party with gret aims like these
Must stick jest ez close ez a hive full o' bees.
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None can surmise the
struggle
that ensues--
The eyes lose sight of it and words refuse
To tell the story in its gory might.
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American Poetry - 1922 |
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First let us quench the yet remaining flame
With sable wine; then, as the rites direct,
The hero's bones with careful view select:
(Apart, and easy to be known they lie
Amidst the heap, and obvious to the eye:
The rest around the margin will be seen
Promiscuous, steeds and immolated men:)
These wrapp'd in double cauls of fat, prepare;
And in the golden vase dispose with care;
There let them rest with decent honour laid,
Till I shall follow to the
infernal
shade.
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Iliad - Pope |
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Yet deem not thence his breast a breast of steel;
Ye, who have known what 'tis to dote upon
A few dear objects, will in sadness feel
Such
partings
break the heart they fondly hope to heal.
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Byron - Childe Harold's Pilgrimage |
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I caught a glimpse of some such thing,
Sort of pearl
bracelet
I should think it.
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Faust, a Tragedy by Goethe |
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THE ANIMALS
[_who up to this time have been going through all sorts of queer antics
with each other, bring_
MEPHISTOPHELES
_a crown with a loud cry_].
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Faust, a Tragedy by Goethe |
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Our loving arms towards the mossy bark extended,
We bid
farewell
unto the final tree,
Then down through flowers towards our lovely goal
descended:
And earth and ether swam in a golden sea.
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Stefan George - Selections from His Works and Others |
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Esperveris
was there, son of Borel,
And him there slew Engelers of Burdel.
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Chanson de Roland |
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" I shrieked, upstarting--
"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's
Plutonian
shore!
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Poe - 5 |
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With slow
reluctant
feet and weary eyes Kore And eyelids heavy with the coming sleep,
With small breasts lifted up in stress of sighs,
She passed as shadows pass amid the sheep
While the earth dreamed and only I was ware Of that faint fragrance blown from her soft hair.
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Ezra-Pound-Provenca-English |
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Wilt thou that this
hostility
proceed,
Or wilt thou grant them amity again?
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Odyssey - Cowper |
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And in their lust he can
entangle
them,
Deceiving them far into Judith's beauty,
Which is his power, and lop them from their gods.
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Lascelles Abercrombie - Emblems of Love |
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_ludere_
h:
_laedere_ ?
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Latin - Catullus |
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I fear, I fear
What they may be
That
secretly
bind her:
What hand holds the reins
Of those sightless forces
That govern her courses.
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Abercrombie - Georgian Poetry 1920-22 |
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, I determined to undertake the
responsibility of publishing it during my own life, rather than impose
upon my successors the task of
deciding
its fate.
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Wordsworth - 1 |
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Nor can all the
vanities
that vex the world alter one whit the measure
that night has chosen.
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Thoreau - Excursions and Poems |
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The vengeance exacted by the spouse of Attila for the
murder of
Siegfried
was celebrated in rhymes, of which Germany is
still justly proud.
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Macaulay - Lays of Ancient Rome |
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I charge thee, do not flatter me
Through pity, with false words; for, in my mind,
Deceiving
works more shame than torturing doth.
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Elizabeth Browning |
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It was
reprinted
by
the Sao Yeh Co.
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Li Po |
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THE sage replied, your conduct's truly wise;
Such wond'rous kindness fills me with surprise;
But since 'tis said that every trade must live,
The sum just mention:--I'll the ransom give;
No compliment I wish, my purse behold
You know the money presently is told;
Consider
me a stranger now I pray;
With you I'd equal probity display,
And so will act, I swear, as you shall see;
There 's not a doubt the fair will go with me;
My word for this I would not have you take:--
You'll see how happy 'twill the lady make
To find me here; to my embrace she'll fly;
My only fears--that she of joy will die.
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La Fontaine |
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But now, alas I my first tormentor came,
Who,
satisfied
with eating, but not tame,
Turns to recite : though judges most severe,
After the assizes' dinner, mild appear,
And on full stomach do condemn hut few.
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Marvell - Poems |
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Where is that Art which bade the Angels sing
Through Lincoln's lofty choir, till the air
Seems from such marble
harmonies
to ring
With sweeter song than common lips can dare
To draw from actual reed?
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Oscar Wilde - Poetry |
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Some states do not allow
disclaimers
of certain implied
warranties or the exclusion or limitation of certain types of damages.
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Lascelles Abercrombie - Emblems of Love |
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"Of fish, a whale's the one for me,
_It is so full of
blubber_!
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Lewis Carroll |
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If thought is life
And
strength
and breath
And the want
Of thought is death;
Then am I
A happy fly,
If I live,
Or if I die.
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blake-poems |
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I never thought that Jason sought
For any golden fleece;
But then I am a rural man,
With
thoughts
that make for peace.
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Dickinson - Two - Complete |
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We tear
ourselves away, I and Iphitus and Pelias, Iphitus now
stricken
in age,
Pelias halting too under the wound of Ulysses, called forward by the
clamour to Priam's house.
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Virgil - Aeneid |
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While we cannot and do not solicit contributions from states where we
have not met the solicitation requirements, we know of no prohibition
against accepting
unsolicited
donations from donors in such states who
approach us with offers to donate.
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Rimbaud - Poesie Completes |
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readings in Lord Coleridge's
copy of the works, and in the edition of 1845; and that the version of
1845 was
retained
in the edition of 1849-50.
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Wordsworth - 1 |
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held up
to
ridicule
in her "Rule of the Hermitage!
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Pushkin - Daughter of the Commandant |
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