To be
published
at an early date by ALFRED A.
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The legion
had broken the
Macedonian
phalanx.
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Thymbraeus smites
massive Osiris with the sword, Mnestheus slays Arcetius, Achates Epulo,
Gyas Ufens:
Tolumnius
the augur himself goes down, he who had hurled the
first weapon against the foe.
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This heavy Satan beat with his fist upon his immense belly, from whence
came a loud and resounding
metallic
clangour, which died away in a
sighing made by many human voices.
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The
standing
of great mens lives would afford
A pretty summe, if God would sell his Word.
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Ronsard |
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And that must proceed
from
ripeness
of judgment, which, as one truly saith, is gotten by four
means, God, nature, diligence, and conversation.
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Ben Jonson - Discoveries Made Upon Men, and Some Poems |
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Thou, when the giants,
threatening
wrack,
Were clambering up Jove's citadel,
Didst hurl o'erweening Rhoetus back,
In tooth and claw a lion fell.
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Horace - Odes, Carmen |
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How long, Perenna, wilt thou see
Me
languish
for the love of thee?
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Messenger, go now, fleet
Of foot, tell those you meet
Of all the pain and grief
It brings, the
suffering
I bear.
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At the third cup I
penetrate
the Great Way;
A full gallon--Nature and I are one.
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Li Po |
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And thus
Began the
loathing
of the acorn; thus
Abandoned were those beds with grasses strewn
And with the leaves beladen.
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Lucretius |
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For though I speak it
to you, I think the King is but a man as I am: the violet smells
to him as it doth to me; the element shows to him as it doth to
me; all his senses have but human conditions; his
ceremonies
laid
by, in his nakedness he appears but a man; and though his
affections are higher mounted than ours, yet, when they stoop,
they stoop with the like wing.
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Shakespeare |
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through
struggles
and wars!
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Walt Whitman - Leaves of Grass |
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" Thus alone
Yet forward on the' extremity I pac'd
Of that seventh circle, where the
mournful
tribe
Were seated.
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Dante - The Divine Comedy |
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for now I see a
thousand
eyes
Wide glaring for revenge!
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XX
But north looked the Dictator;
North looked he long and hard,
And spake to Caius Cossus,
The Captain of his Guard;
"Caius, of all the Romans
Thou hast the keenest sight,
Say, what through yonder storm of dust
Comes from the Latian right;"
XXI
Then
answered
Caius Cossus:
"I see an evil sight;
The banner of proud Tusculum
Comes from the Latian right;
I see the plumed horsemen;
And far before the rest
I see the dark-gray charger,
I see the purple vest;
I see the golden helmet
That shines far off like flame;
So ever rides Mamilius,
Prince of the Latian name.
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And a woman I used to know
Who loved one man from her youth,
Against the strength of the fates
Fighting
in lonely pride,
Never spoke of this thing,
But hearing his name by chance,
A light would pass over her face.
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American Poetry - 1922 - A Miscellany |
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Under the arm a trusty dagger rests,
Each spiked knee-piece its
murderous
power attests.
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Victor Hugo - Poems |
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separate
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at wyth a bry3t
blaunner
was bounden with-inne;
[E] ?
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Gawaine and the Green Knight |
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Du rissest mich von der Verzweiflung los,
Die mir die Sinne schon
zerstoren
wollte.
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Goethe - Faust- Der Tragödie erster Teil |
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Liberty takes the
adherence
of heroes wherever men and women
exist; but never takes any adherence or welcome from the rest more than
from poets.
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Whitman |
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From the sweet
thoughts
of home,
And from all hope I was forever hurled.
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Coleridge - Lyrical Ballads |
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So lived the
clansmen
in cheer and revel
a winsome life, till one began
to fashion evils, that field of hell.
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Beowulf, translated by Francis Gummere |
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Pushkin - Queen of Spades |
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So they began to sing, voice answering voice
In strains alternate- for
alternate
strains
The Muses then were minded to recall-
First Corydon, then Thyrsis in reply.
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Virgil - Eclogues |
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ye may buy the joys o'er dear--
Remember
Tam O' Shanter's mare.
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Robert Burns |
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Whatever comes, let's be content withal:
Among God's
blessings
there is no one small.
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Robert Herrick |
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A LITTLE BOY LOST
'Nought loves another as itself,
Nor
venerates
another so,
Nor is it possible to thought
A greater than itself to know.
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_dex_) a
144
_fraglantem_
scripsi: _fla_(_flan.
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Latin - Catullus |
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If the government of the Republic picked him saying,
"You are wanted, your country takes you"--
if the Republic put a stethoscope to his heart
and looked at his teeth and tested his eyes and said,
"You are a citizen of the Republic and a sound
animal in all parts and functions--the Republic takes you"--
then to-day the baskets of flowers are all for the Republic,
the roses, the songs, the steamboat whistles,
the
proclamations
of the honorable orators--
they are all for the Republic.
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American Poetry - 1922 - A Miscellany |
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The
endeavours to discover the East Indies by the Southern Ocean, for about
eighty years had been the favourite topic of complaint, and never was
any measure of
government
more unpopular than the expedition of GAMA.
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Camoes - Lusiades |
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Subordinate
to Urizen
And to his sons in their degrees & to his beauteous daughters {'In sevens & tens.
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Blake - Zoas |
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Notes:
[The
references
are, except in the first note only, to the stanzas of
the Fifth edition.
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Omar Khayyam - Rubaiyat |
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His war
writings
include _Battle_, etc.
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War Poetry - 1914-17 |
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O, would they stay aback frae courts,
An' please
themsels
wi' countra sports,
It wad for ev'ry ane be better,
The Laird, the Tenant, an' the Cotter!
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Robert Forst |
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--_Wolkenkukelheim_[*] is a clever
approximation
in German.
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Aristophanes |
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By all this thinking you do Me injury:
You had better go where Fate leads--
Drift on the Stream of
Infinite
Flux,
Without joy, without fear:
When you must go--then go,
And make as little fuss as you can.
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Waley - 170 Chinese Poems |
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But now he sang of faith to things unseen,
Of freedom's
birthright
given to us in trust; 50
And words of doughty cheer he spoke between,
That made all earthly fortune seem as dust,
Matched with that duty, old as Time and new,
Of being brave and true.
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James Russell Lowell |
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I will not be a reed to hold the sound
Of
whatsoever
breath the gods may blow,
Turning my torment into music for them.
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Sara Teasdale |
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Yet will you take a
faithful
friend's advice?
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Corneille - Le Cid |
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George is the sapling, set in
mournful
soil;
Jeanne's folding petals shroud
A mind which trembles at our uproar, yet
Half longs to speak aloud.
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Hugo - Poems |
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Soon spreads the dismal shade
Of Mystery over his head,
And the
caterpillar
and fly
Feed on the Mystery.
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blake-poems |
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This is the time of his dream, as sacred as the days
of early spring before wind and rain and light have touched the fruits
of the fields, when there is a tense bleak silence over the whole of
nature, in which is wrapped the
strength
of storms and the glow of the
summer's sun.
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Rilke - Poems |
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Or was it not mere
sympathy
of brain?
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James Russell Lowell |
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" It is perhaps not
generally known that the moon, in Egypt, has the effect of
producing blindness to those who sleep with the face exposed
to its rays, to which
circumstance
the passage evidently
alludes.
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Edgar Allen Poe |
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E'en now, a
helpless
wrack,
You drift, despoil'd of oars;
The Afric gale has dealt your mast a wound;
Your sailyards groan, nor can your keel sustain,
Till lash'd with cables round,
A more imperious main.
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Horace - Odes, Carmen |
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Behold man's river now; it has travelled far
From that divine loathing, and it is made
One with the two main fiends, the Dark and Cold,
The
faithful
lovers of mankind.
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Lascelle Abercrombie |
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A gusty April morn
That _puff'd_ the swaying
_branches
into smoke_.
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Tennyson |
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O
faithful
unto death,
Thou goest?
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Euripides - Electra |
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: a)
answering question
whither?
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Beowulf |
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His day is
marching
on.
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Matthews - Poems of American Patriotism |
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Though only too convinced of her enmity,
You owe her tears some
semblance
of pity.
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Racine - Phaedra |
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The eyes are drowned in opium
In universal licence
The clownish mouth bewitched
A
singular
geranium.
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19th Century French Poetry |
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Que les soleils sont beaux dans les chaudes
soirees!
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Baudelaire - Fleurs Du Mal |
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French - Apollinaire - Alcools |
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I am ashamed, my dear fellow, to make the request; 'tis dunning your
generosity; but in a moment when I had
forgotten
whether I was rich or
poor, I promised Chloris a copy of your songs.
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Robert Forst |
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KHELSTAKOV _(alone):_ There are many officials here; it seems to me,
however, that they take me for a
government
functionary.
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And then all the salt fish, I had
forgotten
that!
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[29] Or
_azzammim_?
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Epic of Gilgamesh |
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We minded my lord's word, that he be shewn
All the seized women which are
strangely
fair.
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Lascelle Abercrombie |
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IDONEA I was a woman;
And, balancing the hopes that are the dearest
To womankind with duty to my Father,
I yielded up those
precious
hopes, which nought
On earth could else have wrested from me;--if erring,
Oh let me be forgiven!
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William Wordsworth |
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And there are whole
passages
where Pope
rises high above the mere coining of epigrams.
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Alexander Pope |
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[HERNANI _enters,
disguised
as a pilgrim.
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And gleams, through the pallor,
A mouth with a
conquering
smile;
Red chilli, a scarlet flower,
Hearts'-blood gives it fire.
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19th Century French Poetry |
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Summer
surprised
us, coming over the Starnbergersee
With a shower of rain; we stopped in the colonnade,
And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten, 10
And drank coffee, and talked for an hour.
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T.S. Eliot - The Waste Land |
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As I pass down the corridor
past
desperate
faces at each cell,
your eyes and my eyes may meet.
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H. D. - Sea Garden |
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'Scuse Dinah, 'scuse her, Marster; for she's sich a little chile,
She hardly jes' begin to
scramble
up de homeyard stile,
But dis ole traveller's feet been tired dis many a many a mile.
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Sidney Lanier |
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Half-past one,
The street lamp sputtered,
The street lamp muttered,
The street lamp said,
"Regard that woman
Who
hesitates
toward you in the light of the door
Which opens on her like a grin.
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Eliot - Rhapsody on a Windy Night |
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THE
COMPLEYNTE
UNTO PITE.
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Chaucer - Romuant of the Rose |
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My dress still smells of the
lavender
you gave:
My hand still holds the letter that you sent.
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Waley - 170 Chinese Poems |
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And I watered it in fears
Night and morning with my tears,
And I sunned it with smiles
And with soft
deceitful
wiles.
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Blake - Songs of Innocence, Songs of Experience |
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Who stirs the waves by the women's
seraglio?
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19th Century French Poetry |
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131) 'your Spanish
titillation in a glove' is
declared
to be the best perfume.
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Ben Jonson - The Devil's Association |
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For ever left alone am I,
Then
wherefore
should I fear to die?
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Coleridge - Lyrical Ballads |
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Its
business
office is located at
809 North 1500 West, Salt Lake City, UT 84116, (801) 596-1887, email
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Pushkin - Queen of Spades |
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The sun set this evening in masses of cloud,
The storm comes to-morrow, then calm be the night,
Then the Dawn in her chariot
refulgent
and proud,
Then more nights, and still days, steps of Time in his flight.
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Victor Hugo - Poems |
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ODE ON THE
PLEASURE
ARISING FROM VICISSITUDE.
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Golden Treasury |
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12 shows 'How to enclose
a spirit in a
christall
stone.
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Ben Jonson - The Devil's Association |
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--The next property of
epistolary
style is perspicuity,
and is oftentimes by affectation of some wit ill angled for, or
ostentation of some hidden terms of art.
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Ben Jonson - Discoveries Made Upon Men, and Some Poems |
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Bad news from George on the English throne:
"You are thriving well," said he;
"Now by these
presents
be it known,
You shall pay us a tax on tea;
'T is very small,--no load at all,--
Honor enough that we send the call.
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Matthews - Poems of American Patriotism |
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copyright
law means that no one owns a United States copyright in these works,
so the
Foundation
(and you!
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Sonnets from the Portugese |
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He lends his sword,
Hrunting, to
Bēowulf
for his battle with Grendel's mother, 1456 f.
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Beowulf |
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Gordon Craig's purple back cloth that
made Dido and AEneas seem
wandering
on the edge of eternity, he would
have found nothing absurd in pitching the tents of Richard and Richmond
side by side.
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Yeats |
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Yet has each soul an inborn feeling
Impelling it to mount and soar away,
When, lost in heaven's blue depths, the lark is pealing
High overhead her airy lay;
When o'er the mountain pine's black shadow,
With outspread wing the eagle sweeps,
And, steering on o'er lake and meadow,
The crane his
homeward
journey keeps.
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Faust, a Tragedy by Goethe |
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_Scudding
along on black horses_.
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Faust, a Tragedy by Goethe |
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contact information:
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Wilde - Poems |
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Must you needs be so cruel, you
beautiful
Broom,
Because you are covered with paint?
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Lear - Nonsense |
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When the earth falters and the waters swoon
With the
implacable
radiance of noon,
And in dim shelters koils hush their notes,
And the faint, thirsting blood in languid throats
Craves liquid succour from the cruel heat,
BUY FRUIT, BUY FRUIT, steals down the panting street.
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Sarojini Naidu - Golden Threshold |
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From you 'twas hoped among the first to dare
The shock of armies, and commence the war;
For this your names are call'd before the rest,
To share the
pleasures
of the genial feast:
And can you, chiefs!
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Wherefore I love them not whose hands profane
Plant the red flag upon the piled-up street
For no right cause, beneath whose
ignorant
reign
Arts, Culture, Reverence, Honour, all things fade,
Save Treason and the dagger of her trade,
Or Murder with his silent bloody feet.
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Wilde - Poems |
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I think thy spirit hath passed away
From these white cliffs and high-embattled towers;
This gorgeous fiery-coloured world of ours
Seems fallen into ashes dull and grey,
And the age changed unto a mimic play
Wherein we waste our else too-crowded hours:
For all our pomp and
pageantry
and powers
We are but fit to delve the common clay,
Seeing this little isle on which we stand,
This England, this sea-lion of the sea,
By ignorant demagogues is held in fee,
Who love her not: Dear God!
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Oscar Wilde - Poetry |
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Search ye around the
bubbling
tar.
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Dante - The Divine Comedy |
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And know the painted kings who sleep beneath the wedge-shaped
Pyramid?
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Oscar Wilde - Poetry |
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After these years
Doth my low plight still stir thy
memories?
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Euripides - Electra |
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MENALCAS
"In dazzling sheen with
unaccustomed
eyes
Daphnis stands rapt before Olympus' gate,
And sees beneath his feet the clouds and stars.
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Virgil - Eclogues |
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but Fate to Cinara gave
A life of little space;
And now she cheats the grave
Of Lyce, spared to raven's length of days,
That youth may see, with laughter and disgust,
A fire-brand, once ablaze,
Now
smouldering
in grey dust.
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Horace - Odes, Carmen |
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The hum of
multitudes
was there, but multitudes of lambs,
Thousands of little boys and girls raising their innocent hands.
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blake-poems |
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There are many chimaeras that exist today, and before
combating
one of them, the greatest enemies of poetry, it is necessary to bridle Pegasus and even yoke him.
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Appoloinaire |
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