some statue you would swear, }
Stepped from its
pedestal
to take the air!
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Pope - Essay on Man |
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Non era
camminata
di palagio
la 'v' eravam, ma natural burella
ch'avea mal suolo e di lume disagio.
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Dante - La Divina Commedia |
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The
sweetest
voice that lips contain,
The sweetest thought that leaves the brain,
The sweetest feeling of the heart--
There's pleasure in its very smart.
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Many cats were tame again,
Many ponies tame again,
Many pigs were tame again,
Many canaries tame again;
And the real
frontier
was his sun-burnt breast.
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American Poetry - 1922 |
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And if I did, each thing
That may do harm or woe,
Continually
may wring
My heart, where so I go!
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Petrarch - Poems |
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My poor
forsaken
child!
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Coleridge - Lyrical Ballads |
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The evening before
last, I
wandered
out, and began a tender song, in what I think is its
native style.
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Robert Burns |
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Keats - Lamia |
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Ein Lied vom neusten
Schnitt!
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Goethe - Faust- Der Tragödie erster Teil |
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A
friendly
thought there points the proper track,
Not of such grief as from the full eye breaks,
To go where soon it hopes to be at ease,
But, as if greater power thence turn'd it back,
Despite itself, another way it takes,
And to its own slow death and mine agrees.
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Petrarch |
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Long tracks of gore their scatter'd flight betray'd,
And now, Veloso to the fleet convey'd,
His
sportful
mates his brave exploits demand,
And what the curious wonders of the land:
"Hard was the hill to climb, my valiant friend,
But oh!
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Camoes - Lusiades |
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To many his herte that wol depart,
Everiche
shal have but litel part.
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Chaucer - Romuant of the Rose |
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[_The
_Horseboys_
and the _Scullions_ shout, '_No, no;
give it to Leagerie_,' '_The best man has it_,' etc.
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Yeats |
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My heart,
shamefully
lost, it now appears,
Shall owe him only vain and useless tears!
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Corneille - Le Cid |
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"'
Besides the
passages
already given, the word occurs in B.
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Ben Jonson - The Devil's Association |
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The
copyright
laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
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French - Apollinaire - Alcools |
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Samson was
destroyed
by Delilah, and David
suffered much through Bathsheba.
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Gawaine and the Green Knight |
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I was thy
neighbour
once, thou rugged Pile!
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Golden Treasury |
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--
I climb towards death: it is not falling down
For me to die, but up the event of the world
As up a mighty ridge I climb, and look
With lifted vision
backward
down on life.
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Lascelle Abercrombie |
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He would discredit in a thousand modes,
That which he credits in his own despite;
And would parforce
persuade
himself, that rhind
Other Angelica than his had signed.
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Ariosoto - Orlando Furioso |
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Arias
To the great cost of their leaders, and their fleet,
They know your
presence
assures their defeat.
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Corneille - Le Cid |
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Honoured
father, give me
Thy blessing.
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Pushkin - Boris Gudonov |
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Meredith - Poems |
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V
SOLDES
A vendre ce que les Juifs n'ont pas vendus, ce que noblesse ni crime
n'ont goute, ce qu'ignorent l'amour maudit et la probite
infernale
des
masses; ce que le temps ni la science n'ont pas a reconnaitre:
Les voix reconstituees; l'eveil fraternel de toutes les energies
chorales et orchestrales, et leurs applications instantanees,
l'occasion, unique, de degager nos sens!
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Rimbaud - Poesie Completes |
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A moment guessed--then back behind the Fold
Immerst of
Darkness
round the Drama roll'd
Which, for the Pastime of Eternity,
He doth Himself contrive, enact, behold.
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Omar Khayyam - Rubaiyat |
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Ye shrubs so trim; ye green,
unfolding
bowers;
Ye violets clad in amorous, pale array;
Thou shadowy grove, gilded by beauty's ray,
Whose top made proud majestically towers!
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Petrarch |
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Les Amours de Cassandre: CXCII
It was hot, and sleep, gently flowing,
Was
trickling
through my dreaming soul,
When the vague form of a vibrant ghost
Arrived to disturb my dreaming, softly
Leaning down to me, pure ivory teeth,
And offering me her flickering tongue,
Her lips were kissing me, sweet and long,
Mouth on mouth, thigh on thigh beneath.
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Ronsard |
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Thus, diversly to divers ones is given
Peculiar smell that leadeth each along
To his own food or makes him start aback
From loathsome poison, and in this wise are
The
generations
of the wild preserved.
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Lucretius |
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--Scarce give they time in their unruly haste
To tie a shoestring that the grass unties--
And thus they run the meadows' bloom to waste,
Till even comes and dulls their phantasies,
When one finds losses out to stifle smiles
Of silken bonnet-strings--and utters sigh
Oer garments renten
clambering
over stiles.
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John Clare |
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Calm was the day, and through the trembling air
Sweet-breathing Zephyrus did softly play--
A gentle spirit, that lightly did delay
Hot Titan's beams, which then did glister fair;
When I, (whom sullen care,
Through discontent of my long fruitless stay
In princes' court, and expectation vain
Of idle hopes, which still do fly away
Like empty shadows, did afflict my brain)
Walk'd forth to ease my pain
Along the shore of silver-streaming Thames;
Whose rutty bank, the which his river hems,
Was painted all with
variable
flowers,
And all the meads adorn'd with dainty gems
Fit to deck maidens' bowers,
And crown their paramours
Against the bridal day, which is not long:
Sweet Thames!
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Golden Treasury |
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Elizabeth Browning |
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at it
neu{er}e
shal haue faylynge.
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Chaucer - Boethius |
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--
Ye deaf and senseless minutes of the day,
And thou, old forest, hold ye this for true,
There is no lightning, no
authentic
dew
But in the eye of love: there's not a sound, 80
Melodious howsoever, can confound
The heavens and earth in one to such a death
As doth the voice of love: there's not a breath
Will mingle kindly with the meadow air,
Till it has panted round, and stolen a share
Of passion from the heart!
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Keats |
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Or how shall we gather what griefs destroy,
Or bless the
mellowing
year,
When the blasts of winter appear?
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Blake - Songs of Innocence, Songs of Experience |
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) Iram, planted by King Shaddad, and now sunk
somewhere
in the
Sands of Arabia.
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Omar Khayyam - Rubaiyat |
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sweet indeed to rest within the womb
Of Earth, great mother of eternal sleep,
But sweeter far for thee a
restless
tomb
In the blue cavern of an echoing deep,
Or where the tall ships founder in the gloom
Against the rocks of some wave-shattered steep.
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Oscar Wilde - Poetry |
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Loudon says that "it grows spontaneously in every part
of Europe except the frigid zone, and
throughout
Western Asia, China,
and Japan.
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Thoreau - Excursions and Poems |
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he
do erye his feldes
plentiuo{us}
wi?
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Chaucer - Boethius |
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But soon she came, with sudden burst, upon
Her self-possession--swung the lute aside,
And
earnestly
said: "Brother, 'tis vain to hide
That thou dost know of things mysterious,
Immortal, starry; such alone could thus
Weigh down thy nature.
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Keats |
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I am coming, Valkyr, I am coming, where the channel fog-banks lie;
I can see your signals blinking through the mist of their
changing
smoke; When I rush with the speed of a whirlwind I feel you are riding nigh;
I am counting the days, beloved, the days that I live to die.
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Contemporary Verse - v01-02 |
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Or hatred's hidden ulcer eat ;
Joy's
cheerful
madness does perplex,.
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Marvell - Poems |
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And I have dream'd that the purpose and essence of the known life,
the transient,
Is to form and decide
identity
for the unknown life, the permanent.
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Walt Whitman - Leaves of Grass |
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Call me not "love", call me your conquered foe,
That now, since you have
battered
down her gates,
Gives you the keys that lock the highest tower
And mounts with you to prove her homage true;
Oh bid me go no farther lest I fall,
My foot has slipped upon the rain-worn stones,
Why are the stairs so narrow and so steep?
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| Source: |
Sara Teasdale |
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| Source: |
Yeats |
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To-day one daughter and one son remain
Of all my goodly show:
Wellnigh in solitude my dark hours wane;
God takes my
children
now.
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Victor Hugo - Poems |
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I had heard the muskets' rattle of the April running battle;
Lord Percy's hunted soldiers, I can see their red coats still;
But a deadly chill comes o'er me, as the day looms up before me,
When a thousand men lay
bleeding
on the slopes of Bunker's Hill.
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Matthews - Poems of American Patriotism |
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THE FOREST REVERIE
'Tis said that when
The hands of men
Tamed this primeval wood,
And hoary trees with groans of woe,
Like
warriors
by an unknown foe,
Were in their strength subdued,
The virgin Earth Gave instant birth
To springs that ne'er did flow
That in the sun Did rivulets run,
And all around rare flowers did blow
The wild rose pale Perfumed the gale
And the queenly lily adown the dale
(Whom the sun and the dew
And the winds did woo),
With the gourd and the grape luxuriant grew.
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Edgar Allen Poe |
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Woe's me the lore I must
unlearn!
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| Source: |
Christina Rossetti |
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Hastes into view
Malprimis
of Brigal,
Faster than a horse, upon his feet can dart,
Before Marsile he cries with all his heart:
"My body I will shew at Rencesvals;
Find I Rollanz, I'll slay him without fault.
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| Source: |
Chanson de Roland |
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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.
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| Source: |
Eliot - Rhapsody on a Windy Night |
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'
"Friend of my heart, is it meet or wise
To warn a King of his
enemies?
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Kipling - Poems |
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230
He, the young man carbuncular, arrives,
A small house agent's clerk, with one bold stare,
One of the low on whom assurance sits
As a silk hat on a
Bradford
millionaire.
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T.S. Eliot - The Waste Land |
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The page image should be consulted LFS}
PAGE 7 Examining the sins of Tharmas I have soon found my own
O slay me not thou art his Wrath
embodied
in Deceit
I thought Tharmas a Sinner & I murderd his Emanations *
His secret loves & Graces Ah me wretched What have I done *
For now I find that all those Emanations were my Childrens Souls *
And I have murderd them with Cruelty above atonement *
Those that remain have fled from my cruelty into the desarts
Singing with both to ownAnd thou the delusive tempter to these deeds sittest before me *
(illegible)But where is (illegible) Tharmas all thy soft delusive beauty cannot
Tempt me to murder honest lovemy own soul & wipe my tears & smile
In this thy world for ah!
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Blake - Zoas |
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Der Herr der Ratten und der Mause,
Der Fliegen, Frosche, Wanzen, Lause
Befiehlt dir, dich hervor zu wagen
Und diese
Schwelle
zu benagen,
So wie er sie mit Ol betupft-
Da kommst du schon hervorgehupft!
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Goethe - Faust- Der Tragödie erster Teil |
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Petrarch
then lost all patience,
and turned the whole of his pugnacious inmates out of doors.
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Petrarch |
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" 310
So saying, this young soul in age's mask
Went forward with the Carian side by side:
Resuming
quickly thus; while ocean's tide
Hung swollen at their backs, and jewel'd sands
Took silently their foot-prints.
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Keats |
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I think a tide of feeling through them flows
With blush and pallor, as if some being of air,--
Some soul once human,--wandering, in the snare
Of passion had been caught, and
henceforth
doomed
In misty crystal here to lie entombed.
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George Lathrop - Dreams and Days |
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Pushkin - Queen of Spades |
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Le Testament: Rondeau
Death, I cry out at your harshness,
That stole my girl away from me,
Yet you're not
satisfied
I see
Until I languish in distress.
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Villon |
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Look thou to him
And his beneficence: for he shall cause
Reversal of their lot to many people,
Rich men and beggars
interchanging
fortunes.
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| Source: |
Dante - The Divine Comedy |
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Virgil has not scrupled to insert one, which
required
an apology:--
_Prisca fides facto, sed fama perennis.
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Camoes - Lusiades |
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then Agamemnon rose:
The boar Talthybius held: the Grecian lord
Drew the broad cutlass sheath'd beside his sword:
The stubborn bristles from the victim's brow
He crops, and
offering
meditates his vow.
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| Source: |
Iliad - Pope |
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Ihr
Instrumente
freilich spottet mein,
Mit Rad und Kammen, Walz und Bugel:
Ich stand am Tor, ihr solltet Schlussel sein;
Zwar euer Bart ist kraus, doch hebt ihr nicht die Riegel.
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| Source: |
Goethe - Faust- Der Tragödie erster Teil |
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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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| Source: |
Appoloinaire |
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I wear no knife to
slaughter
sleeping men;
But here's a vengeful sword, rusted with ease,
That shall be scoured in his rancorous heart
That slanders me with murder's crimson badge.
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| Source: |
Shakespeare |
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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.
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| Source: |
Eliot - Rhapsody on a Windy Night |
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thy all heavenly bosom beating
For the far
footsteps
of thy mortal lover;
The purple Midnight veiled that mystic meeting
With her most starry canopy, and seating
Thyself by thine adorer, what befell?
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Byron - Childe Harold's Pilgrimage |
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' voci
cantaron
si, che nol diria sermone.
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Dante - La Divina Commedia |
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Oscar Wilde - Poetry |
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Vos ventres sont fondus de hontes, o
Vainqueurs!
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| Source: |
Rimbaud - Poesie Completes |
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Yet, though
they thought it dishonourable to use the musket, they
esteemed
it no
disgrace to rush from a thicket on an unarmed foe.
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| Source: |
Camoes - Lusiades |
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The child
inclined
his ear,
And then grew weary and gray.
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Stefan George - Selections from His Works and Others |
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Yong fry of
Treachery?
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| Source: |
shakespeare-macbeth |
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Though he surveyed her at his ease,
Not the least trace
Oneguine
sees
Of the Tattiana of times fled.
| Guess: |
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| Source: |
Pushkin - Eugene Oneigin |
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But as she sat allone and
thoughte
thus, 610
Thascry aroos at skarmish al with-oute,
And men cryde in the strete, `See, Troilus
Hath right now put to flight the Grekes route!
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Chaucer - Troilius and Criseyde |
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To
Vittoria
Colonna
VII.
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| Source: |
Longfellow |
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Again, if bounds have not been set against
The breaking down of this corporeal world,
Yet must all bodies of whatever things
Have still endured from
everlasting
time
Unto this present, as not yet assailed
By shocks of peril.
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| Source: |
Lucretius |
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Therefore
like her, I sometime hold my tongue:
Because I would not dull you with my song.
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Shakespeare - Sonnets |
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Virgil - Aeneid |
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Herman
regarded
her in
silence.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Pushkin - Queen of Spades |
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The hoot of the
steamers
on the Thames is plain.
| Guess: |
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| Source: |
Imagists |
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This is clear--
you fell on the
downward
slope,
you dragged a bruised thigh--you limped--
you clutched this larch.
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H. D. - Sea Garden |
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Ingram,
it is observed that "such essays on her
personal
history as have
appeared, either in England or elsewhere, are replete with mistakes or
misstatements.
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Elizabeth Browning |
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* Queen Catherine wus
suspected
to be in a plot against
the king's life.
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Marvell - Poems |
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In sooth, 'twere sad to thwart their noble aim
Who strike, blest
hirelings!
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Byron - Childe Harold's Pilgrimage |
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Oh whence, I asked, and
whither?
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AE Housman - A Shropshire Lad |
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Be at peace bloody flukes of doubters and sullen mopers,
I take my place among you as much as among any,
The past is the push of you, me, all, precisely the same,
And what is yet untried and
afterward
is for you, me, all, precisely
the same.
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Walt Whitman - Leaves of Grass |
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[_The_ KING'S
MESSENGER
_comes in_.
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Lascelles Abercrombie - Emblems of Love |
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Explain the allegory of the
incident
of the Lion.
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Spenser - Faerie Queene - 1 |
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One Douglas lives in Home's immortal page,
But
Douglasses
were heroes every age:
And tho' your fathers, prodigal of life,
A Douglas followed to the martial strife,
Perhaps, if bowls row right, and Right succeeds,
Ye yet may follow where a Douglas leads!
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Robert Burns - Poems and Songs |
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By what star
Did I steer
homeward?
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Contemporary Verse - v01-02 |
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_--In the twenty-fifth year of his age, after
a short though happy existence, our John
departed
this life in the year
of Christ 1361, on the 10th of July, or rather on the 9th, at the
midhour between Friday and Saturday.
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Petrarch |
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And when she saw those
Arrabits
confused
Aloud she cried: "Give us your aid, Mahume!
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Chanson de Roland |
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True
mourning
in
rooms
- not the cemetery -
to find only
absence -
- in presence
of things
60.
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Mallarme - Poems |
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L
When I behold the pharos shine
And lay a path along the sea,
How gladly I shall feel the spray,
Standing upon the
swinging
prow;
And question of my pilot old, 5
How many watery leagues to sail
Ere we shall round the harbour reef
And anchor off the wharves of home!
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Sappho |
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Byron - Childe Harold's Pilgrimage |
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The sun ne'er look'd upon a
lovelier
pair,
With a sweet smile and gentle sigh he said,
Pressing the hands of both and turn'd away.
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Petrarch |
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tu centum aut pluris inter dominabere nymphas:
nam centum aut plures flumina nostra tenent;
ne me sperne, precor, tantum, Troiana propago:
munera promissis
uberiora
feres.
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Oxford Book of Latin Verse |
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Education
was practically synonymous with the
study of the poets.
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Oxford Book of Latin Verse |
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Hell is no other but a
soundless
pit, II.
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Robert Herrick |
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