But the credit for the
beauty of these often
erroneous
renderings must go to Mademoiselle
Gautier herself.
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Yong fry of
Treachery?
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By this
artifice
he imposed upon the superstition of that people.
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(C)
Copyright
2000-2016 A.
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Ronsard |
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Well, I will tell it thee,
unfeeling
boy!
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Byron |
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"To Bed, to Bed, _sweet_ Turtles now, and write
This the
shortest
day,?
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Robert Herrick |
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Hushed is the din of tongues--on gallant steeds,
With milk-white crest, gold spur, and light-poised lance,
Four
cavaliers
prepare for venturous deeds,
And lowly bending to the lists advance;
Rich are their scarfs, their chargers featly prance:
If in the dangerous game they shine to-day,
The crowd's loud shout, and ladies' lovely glance,
Best prize of better acts, they bear away,
And all that kings or chiefs e'er gain their toils repay.
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Byron - Childe Harold's Pilgrimage |
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Meredith - Poems |
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She fired it, and if that fallacious heat
Lasted long years,
expecting
still one day,
Which for our safety came not, to repay,
It lifts you now to hope more blest and sweet,
Uplooking to that heaven around your head
Immortal, glorious spread;
If but a glance, a brief word, an old song,
Had here such power to charm
Your eager passion, glad of its own harm,
How far 'twill then exceed if now the joy so strong.
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Petrarch - Poems |
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<< Je sais que la douleur est la noblesse unique
Ou ne
mordront
jamais la terre et les enfers,
Et qu'il faut pour tresser ma couronne mystique
Imposer tous les temps et tous les univers.
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Baudelaire - Fleurs Du Mal |
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--
That
thousands
of sweepers, Dick, Joe, Ned, and Jack,
Were all of them locked up in coffins of black.
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Blake - Songs of Innocence, Songs of Experience |
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"This music crept by me upon the waters"
And along the Strand, up Queen
Victoria
Street.
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T.S. Eliot - The Waste Land |
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[Illustration]
There was an Old Man of the Isles,
Whose face was
pervaded
with smiles;
He sang "High dum diddle," and played on the fiddle,
That amiable Man of the Isles.
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Lear - Nonsense |
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"
haec effatus pater, germana, repente recessit
nec sese dedit in
conspectum
corde cupitus,
quamquam multa manus ad caeli caerula templa
tendebam lacrumans et blanda uoce uocabam.
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Oxford Book of Latin Verse |
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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.
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Pushkin - Talisman |
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Behold these sickning Spheres {The Man is erased from the 1st
rendition
and Albion is set in its place.
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Blake - Zoas |
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Heart not so heavy as mine,
Wending late home,
As it passed my window
Whistled itself a tune, --
A
careless
snatch, a ballad,
A ditty of the street;
Yet to my irritated ear
An anodyne so sweet,
It was as if a bobolink,
Sauntering this way,
Carolled and mused and carolled,
Then bubbled slow away.
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Dickinson - Three - Complete |
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To save them from the wrath of Gaul's
unsparing
lord.
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Byron - Childe Harold's Pilgrimage |
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lest the world should task you to recite
What merit lived in me, that you should love
After my death,--dear love, forget me quite,
For you in me can nothing worthy prove;
Unless you would devise some virtuous lie,
To do more for me than mine own desert,
And hang more praise upon
deceased
I
Than niggard truth would willingly impart:
O!
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Shakespeare - Sonnets |
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To each note, two or three sobs,
Her high will
conquered
by overwhelming grief.
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Waley - 170 Chinese Poems |
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To slay me now,
"After the
harvests
ten
"Now, at the last, come home!
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Euripides - Electra |
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Where is our English
chivalry?
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Wilde - Poems |
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Thou, the
hyacinth
that grows 5
By a quiet-running river;
I, the watery reflection
And the broken gleam.
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Sappho |
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Poebel, who also copied this text, has shown that
_Nin-lil_ is an
erroneous
reading for _Nin-sun_.
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Epic of Gilgamesh |
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I know my hero too well to be fooled by
disguises
of actors.
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Goethe - Erotica Romana |
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zip *****
This and all
associated
files of various formats will be found in:
http://www.
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Pushkin - Queen of Spades |
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For the Scots only ply the
murderous
spear;
Only the scattered paynims slaughtered lie,
As if conducted thither but to die.
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Ariosoto - Orlando Furioso |
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The moaning and groaning,
The sighing and sobbing,
Are quieted now,
With that horrible throbbing
At heart:--ah, that horrible,
Horrible
throbbing!
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Edgar Allen Poe |
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Fitzgerald
Footnotes:
[Footnote 1: Some of Omar's Rubaiyat warn us of the danger of Greatness, the
instability of Fortune, and while advocating Charity to all Men,
recommending us to be too
intimate
with none.
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Omar Khayyam - Rubaiyat |
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Think what refuge there is for one, before August is over, from
college commencements and society that
isolates!
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Thoreau - Excursions and Poems |
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"
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and
pocketed
a toy that was running along
the quay.
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Eliot - Rhapsody on a Windy Night |
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Baudelaire - Poems and Prose Poems |
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_50
Upon their passive swell the Spirit leaned,
And, for the varied bliss that pressed around,
Used not the
glorious
privilege
Of virtue and of wisdom.
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Shelley |
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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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Friday night again and all my songs
Forgotten?
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American Poetry - 1922 |
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the
Redcrosse
knight was slaine with Paynim knife.
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Spenser - Faerie Queene - 1 |
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This is well known,
Though we will not
acknowledge
it.
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Pushkin - Eugene Oneigin |
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The lute's fixt fret, that runs athwart
The strain and purpose of the string,
For
governance
and nice consort
Doth bar his wilful wavering.
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Sidney Lanier |
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Well, to make the matter short, I shall betake myself to a subject
ever fruitful of themes; a subject the turtle-feast of the sons of
Satan, and the delicious secret sugar-plum of the babes of grace--a
subject sparkling with all the jewels that wit can find in the mines
of genius: and pregnant with all the stores of learning from Moses and
Confucius to
Franklin
and Priestley--in short, may it please your
Lordship, I intend to write * * *
[_Here the Poet inserted a song which can only be sung at times when
the punch-bowl has done its duty and wild wit is set free.
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Robert Burns |
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'Every morn I lift my head,
See New England underspread,
South from Saint
Lawrence
to the Sound,
From Katskill east to the sea-bound.
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Emerson - Poems |
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Not so sicke my Lord,
As she is
troubled
with thicke-comming Fancies
That keepe her from her rest
Macb.
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shakespeare-macbeth |
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A poor man
determines
to go out into the world and make his fortune.
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Waley - 170 Chinese Poems |
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In a word, the
Nation which, after the Greeks in their glory, has been the most gifted
of all nations for Poetry, expressed in these men the highest strength
and
prodigality
of its nature.
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Golden Treasury |
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Of late I have been forced to reinstate
Bans, executions--these thou canst rescind;
And they will bless thee, as they blessed thy uncle
When he
obtained
the throne of the Terrible.
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Pushkin - Boris Gudonov |
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An April Day
Autumn
Woods in Winter
Hymn of the
Moravian
Nuns of Bethlehem
Sunrise on the Hills
The Spirit of Poetry
Burial of the Minnisink
L'Envoi
BALLADS AND OTHER POEMS.
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Longfellow |
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_Thou_
shouldst
proceed more circumspectly!
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Faust, a Tragedy by Goethe |
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Quando fuor giunti, assai con l'occhio bieco
mi rimiraron sanza far parola;
poi si volsero in se, e dicean seco:
<
e s'e' son morti, per qual privilegio
vanno
scoperti
de la grave stola?
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Dante - La Divina Commedia |
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at tary he ne my3t;
Ofte he wat3 runnen at, when he out rayked,
1728 [D] & ofte reled in a3ayn, so
reniarde
wat3 wyle.
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Gawaine and the Green Knight |
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Redistribution is
subject to the trademark license,
especially
commercial
redistribution.
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William Wordsworth |
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And here, by sweet,
endearing
stealth,
Shall meet the loving pair,
Despising worlds with all their wealth
As empty idle care.
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Robert Burns |
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The
flaunting
flow'rs our gardens yield,
High shelt'ring woods and wa's maun shield;
But thou, beneath the random bield
O' clod or stane,
Adorns the histie stibble field,
Unseen, alane.
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Robert Burns - Poems and Songs |
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It was one
of the most
interesting
sights which I saw in Canada.
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Thoreau - Excursions and Poems |
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far, far out of reach, studded,
breaking
out, the eternal stars.
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Walt Whitman - Leaves of Grass |
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Except for the limited right of
replacement
or refund set forth
in paragraph 1.
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Chaucer - Troilius and Criseyde |
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But far beneath, beholden
Through shining deeps of air, the fields were golden
And rosy burned the heather where
cornfields
ended.
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Abercrombie - Georgian Poetry 1920-22 |
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com>
Project
Gutenberg
Etexts are usually created from multiple editions,
all of which are in the Public Domain in the United States, unless a
copyright notice is included.
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Dickinson - Two - Complete |
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XV
You pallid ghost, and you, pale ashen spirit,
Who joyful in the bright light of day
Created all that arrogant display,
Whose dusty ruin now greets our visit:
Speak, spirits (since that shadowy limit
Of Stygian shore that ensures your stay,
Enclosing you in thrice threefold array,
Sight of your dark images, may permit),
Tell me, now (since it may be one of you,
Here above, may yet be hid from view)
Do you not feel a greater depth of pain,
When from hour to hour in Roman lands
You
contemplate
the work of your hands,
Reduced to nothing but a dusty plain?
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Du Bellay - The Ruins of Rome |
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re; to haue maistri ouer his fo,
To habbe worldes
richesse
ynou?
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| Source: |
Adam Davy's Five Dreams about Edward II - 1389 |
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"
DAMOETAS
"Prithee, Iollas, for my birthday guest
Send me your Phyllis; when for the young crops
I slay my heifer, you
yourself
shall come.
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Virgil - Eclogues |
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And were you saved,
And I
condemned
to be
Where you were not,
That self were hell to me.
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| Source: |
Dickinson - One - Complete |
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"What are you
thinking
of?
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T.S. Eliot - The Waste Land |
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"
King
Marsilies
has heard and thanks him well.
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| Source: |
Chanson de Roland |
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Even as a lioness
Breaketh
the woodland boughs
Starving, she wrought her way.
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Euripides - Electra |
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The clouds their backs together laid,
The north begun to push,
The forests
galloped
till they fell,
The lightning skipped like mice;
The thunder crumbled like a stuff --
How good to be safe in tombs,
Where nature's temper cannot reach,
Nor vengeance ever comes!
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Dickinson - One - Complete |
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Their admiral will stay no longer then;
Puts on a sark,
embroidered
in the hems,
Laces his helm, that is with gold begemmed;
After, his sword on his left side he's set,
Out of his pride a name for it he's spelt
Like to Carlun's, as he has heard it said,
So Preciuse he bad his own be clept;
Twas their ensign when they to battle went,
His chevaliers'; he gave that cry to them.
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| Source: |
Chanson de Roland |
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By just so slight,
by just so lasting a tenure does
superstition
hold the world ever;
there is the rook in England, and the crow in New England.
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| Source: |
Thoreau - Excursions and Poems |
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Well, if Albert won't leave you alone, there it is, I said,
What you get married for if you don't want
children?
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| Source: |
T.S. Eliot - The Waste Land |
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To try
theology
I'm almost minded.
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| Source: |
Faust, a Tragedy by Goethe |
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beshrew you, evil Shadows low'ring
In Orcus ever
loveliest
things devouring:
Who bore so pretty a Sparrow fro' her ta'en.
| Guess: |
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| Source: |
Catullus - Carmina |
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CCXXIII
And the eighth column hath Naimes made ready;
Tis of Flamengs, and barons out of Frise;
Forty
thousand
and more good knights are these,
Nor lost by them has any battle been.
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| Source: |
Chanson de Roland |
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Kline (C) Copyright 2004 All Rights Reserved
This work may be freely reproduced, stored, and transmitted,
electronically
or otherwise, for any non-commercial purpose.
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Villon |
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Its
business
office is located at 809 North 1500 West, Salt
Lake City, UT 84116, (801) 596-1887.
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Wilde - Poems |
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id, to 110 Rules derived from the
Practice
of the Ancient Poets.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Alexander Pope |
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Do not forget
The
trivialest
point, or you may lose your labor!
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Poe - 5 |
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Twelve days'
truce is struck, and in
mediation
of the peace Teucrians and Latins
stray mingling unharmed on the forest heights.
| Guess: |
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| Source: |
Virgil - Aeneid |
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However, they concealed their ill-will
and made a great show of flattery,
decreeing
to Mucianus in the most
complimentary terms full triumphal honours, which were really given
him for his success against his fellow countrymen, though they trumped
up an expedition to Sarmatia as a pretext.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Tacitus |
|
5
And a gold comb, and girdle,
And
trinkets
of white silver,
And gems are in my sea-chest,
Lest poor and empty-handed
Thy lover should return.
| Guess: |
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| Source: |
Sappho |
|
Of Archimoris buryinge and the pleyes,
And how Amphiorax fil through the grounde, 1500
How Tydeus was slayn, lord of Argeyes,
And how
Ypomedoun
in litel stounde
Was dreynt, and deed Parthonope of wounde;
And also how Cappaneus the proude
With thonder-dint was slayn, that cryde loude.
| Guess: |
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| Source: |
Chaucer - Troilius and Criseyde |
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I love you--to what end
deceive?
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Pushkin - Eugene Oneigin |
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What agony usurps that watery brain
For comradeship of twenty summers slain,
For such delights below the
flashing
weir
And up the sluice-cut, playing buccaneer
Among the minnows; lolling in hot sun
When bathing vagabonds had drest and done;
Rootling in salty flannel-weed for meal
And river shrimps, when hushed the trundling wheel;
Snapping the dapping moth, and with new wonder
Prowling through old drowned barges falling asunder.
| Guess: |
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| Source: |
Abercrombie - Georgian Poetry 1920-22 |
|
80
Age caede terga cauda, tua verbera patere,
Fac cuncta
mugienti
fremitu loca retonent,
Rutilam ferox torosa cervice quate iubam.
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Catullus - Carmina |
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Not first time this
it was
destined
to do a daring task.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Beowulf, translated by Francis Gummere |
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In his
_Present
State of Ireland_ (p.
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Delpini, Charles Anthony, _Don Juan; or, The
Libertine
destroyed_, vi.
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Byron |
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A guisa d'uom che 'n dubbio si raccerta
e che muta in
conforto
sua paura,
poi che la verita li e discoperta,
mi cambia' io; e come sanza cura
vide me 'l duca mio, su per lo balzo
si mosse, e io di rietro inver' l'altura.
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Dante - La Divina Commedia |
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The scholar had quickly spied
out these old friends among the gipsies, and their
amazement to see him among such society had well-nigh
discovered him; but by a sign he prevented them owning
him before that crew, and taking one of them aside
privately desired him with his friend to go to an inn,
not far distant,
promising
there to come to them.
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Yeats |
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3, this work is
provided
to you 'AS-IS', WITH NO
OTHER WARRANTIES OF ANY KIND, EXPRESS OR IMPLIED, INCLUDING BUT NOT
LIMITED TO WARRANTIES OF MERCHANTABILITY OR FITNESS FOR ANY PURPOSE.
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Sonnets from the Portugese |
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Camerium
knows how deeply
The sword of Aulus bites,
And all our city calls him
The man of seventy fights.
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Macaulay - Lays of Ancient Rome |
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Where fierce the surge with awful bellow
Doth ever lash the rocky wall;
And where the moon most brightly mellow
Dost beam when mists of evening fall;
Where midst his harem's
countless
blisses
The Moslem spends his vital span,
A Sorceress there with gentle kisses
Presented me a Talisman.
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Pushkin - Talisman |
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Among the chief of these
reasons is the interest which the mind attaches to words, not only as
symbols of the passion, but as 'things', active and efficient, which
are of
themselves
part of the passion.
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Wordsworth - 1 |
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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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American Poetry - 1922 - A Miscellany |
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Should I shed light on the
dishonour
to his bed?
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Racine - Phaedra |
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After all,
There 's Ugo says the ring is only paste,
For he 's sure the Count
Castiglione
never
Would have given a real diamond to such as you;
And at the best I'm certain, Madam, you cannot
Have use for jewels now.
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Edgar Allen Poe |
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I was just coming to myself enough
To wonder where the cold was coming from,
When I heard Toffile
upstairs
in the bedroom
And thought I heard him downstairs in the cellar.
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American Poetry - 1922 |
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--Puis, tu peux y compter, tu te feras des frais
Avec tes hommes noirs, qui prennent nos requetes
Pour se les
renvoyer
comme sur des raquettes
Et, tout bas, les malins se disent; <
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Rimbaud - Poesie Completes |
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