Dost thou desire my
slumbers
should be broken,
While shadows like to thee do mock my sight?
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I pity the Count Cenci from my heart; _35
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outraged
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And thus he is exasperated to ill.
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The
art of war was too laborious for their delicacy, and the generous warmth
of heroism and
patriotism
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Unauthenticated
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I'll taste the unguent of your eyelids' shore,
To see if it can grant to the heart, at your blow,
The
insensibility
of stones and the azure.
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Mallarme - Poems |
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Herman
received
it and at once left
the table.
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Burns's wood-note wild, is very fond of it, and has given it a
celebrity by
teaching
it to some young ladies of the first fashion
here.
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Robert Burns |
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The scents of red roses and
sandalwood
flutter
and die in the maze of their gem-tangled hair,
And smiles are entwining like magical serpents
the poppies of lips that are opiate-sweet;
Their glittering garments of purple are burning
like tremulous dawns in the quivering air,
And exquisite, subtle and slow are the tinkle
and tread of their rhythmical, slumber-soft feet.
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Sonnets from the Portugese |
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Ah, smile not so, my son: I tell thee true,
That when through heavy hours I used to rue
The endless sleep of this new-born Adon',
This
stranger
ay I pitied.
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Keats |
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Did they achieve nothing for good, for
themselves?
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Whitman |
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In poetic terms Du Fu gives the background of the situation, explains why the post is a
critical
one in terms of the current military situation, and gives the recipient a sense that what he is doing is important.
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Du Fu - 5 |
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Note:
Bellerie
was situated on his family estate La Possonniere.
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Ronsard |
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He bade a loth farewel
To these founts Protean, passing gulph, and dell,
And torrent, and ten thousand jutting shapes,
Half seen through deepest gloom, and griesly gapes, 630
Blackening on every side, and overhead
A vaulted dome like Heaven's, far bespread
With starlight gems: aye, all so huge and strange,
The solitary felt a hurried change
Working within him into something dreary,--
Vex'd like a morning eagle, lost, and weary,
And
purblind
amid foggy, midnight wolds.
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Keats |
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To think thus, to feel thus much, and then to cease
thinking
and
feeling when a certain star rises above yonder horizon.
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Khalil Gibran - Poems |
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What is that sound high in the air
Murmur of maternal lamentation
Who are those hooded hordes swarming
Over endless plains, stumbling in cracked earth 370
Ringed by the flat horizon only
What is the city over the mountains
Cracks and reforms and bursts in the violet air
Falling towers
Jerusalem Athens Alexandria
Vienna London
Unreal
A woman drew her long black hair out tight
And fiddled whisper music on those strings
And bats with baby faces in the violet light 380
Whistled, and beat their wings
And crawled head downward down a
blackened
wall
And upside down in air were towers
Tolling reminiscent bells, that kept the hours
And voices singing out of empty cisterns and exhausted wells.
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T.S. Eliot - The Waste Land |
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_Iuuenes_
GRBVen || _quis_ T || _iucundior_ T:
_ioc.
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Latin - Catullus |
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Or when little airs arise,
How the merry
bluebell
rings [1]
To the mosses underneath?
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Tennyson |
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I swear to thee
That thou alone wast able to extort
My heart's confession; I swear to thee that never,
Nowhere, not in the feast, not in the cup
Of folly, not in friendly confidence,
Not 'neath the knife nor
tortures
of the rack,
Shall my tongue give away these weighty secrets.
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Pushkin - Boris Gudonov |
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He "never deviates into
sense;" but those who
appreciate
him never feel the need of such deviation.
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Lear - Nonsense |
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Likewise, thou canst ne'er
Believe the sacred seats of gods are here
In any regions of this mundane world;
Indeed, the nature of the gods, so subtle,
So far removed from these our senses, scarce
Is seen even by
intelligence
of mind.
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French - Apollinaire - Alcools |
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Pattern of beauty did Ephyre shine,
Nor less she wish'd these
beauties
to resign:
More than her sisters long'd her heart to yield,
Yet, swifter fled she o'er the smiling field.
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Camoes - Lusiades |
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THE LITTLE BOY FOUND
The little boy lost in the lonely fen,
Led by the wandering light,
Began to cry, but God, ever nigh,
Appeared
like his father, in white.
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blake-poems |
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Or why was the substance not made more sure
That formed the brave fronts of these
palaces?
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Du Bellay - The Ruins of Rome |
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Of
waistcoats
Harry has no lack,
Good duffle grey, and flannel fine;
He has a blanket on his back,
And coats enough to smother nine.
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Coleridge - Lyrical Ballads |
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I
won't
interrupt
you, I won't really.
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Kipling - Poems |
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But it's
sacrilege
to bring it here.
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Aristophanes |
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But thou, who, in my voice's sink and fall
When the sob took it, thy divinest Art's
Own
instrument
didst drop down at thy foot
To harken what I said between my tears, .
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Sonnets from the Portugese |
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no vulgar births are owed
To the
prolific
raptures of a god:
Lo!
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Odyssey - Pope |
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But ill it suited me, in journey dark
O'er moor and mountain, midnight theft to hatch;
To charm the surly house-dog's
faithful
bark.
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Coleridge - Lyrical Ballads |
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And the men of France, bareheaded, bowing lowly,
Led out each a proud signora to the space
Which the
startled
crowd had rounded for them--slowly,
Just a touch of still emotion in his face,
Not presuming, through the symbol, on the grace.
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Elizabeth Browning |
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(That large reprisal he might justly claim,
For prize defrauded, and insulted fame,
When Elis' monarch, at the public course,
Detain'd his chariot, and
victorious
horse.
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Iliad - Pope |
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H. D. - Sea Garden |
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Nun
uberlass
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Byron - Childe Harold's Pilgrimage |
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Thanne, loverde, lett me saie, wyth hommaged drede
(Bieneth your fote ylayn) mie
counselle
saie; 271
Gyff thos wee lett the matter lethlen[53] laie,
The foemenn, everych honde-poyncte, getteth fote.
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Thomas Chatterton - Rowley Poems |
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"
So they ate and drank, talked and laughed about Mark with his long
crane-like legs, and Sir
Tristram
took a harp and sang a song.
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Tennyson |
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"
ECLOGUE III
MENALCAS
DAMOETAS
PALAEMON
MENALCAS
Who owns the flock, Damoetas?
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were I prone to cavil--or were I not the Devil,
I should say this was
somewhat
partial; 190
Since the only wounds that this Warrior gat,
Were from God knows whom--and the Devil knows what!
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Byron |
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III
"Heu mihi, quia
incolatus
meus prolongatus est!
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Thomas Hardy - Poems of the Past and Present |
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Then might you see the wild things of the wood,
With Fauns in sportive frolic beat the time,
And
stubborn
oaks their branchy summits bow.
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Dickinson - Two - Complete |
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Per morder quella, in pena e in disio
cinquemilia
anni e piu l'anima prima
bramo colui che 'l morso in se punio.
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Dante - La Divina Commedia |
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It is characterized by
much of the
coarseness
which was so prevalent
in that age, and from which Marvell was by no
means free ; though, as we shall endeavour here-
after to show, his spirit was far from partaking
of the malevolence of ordinary satirists.
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Marvell - Poems |
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A living symbol of power, you talked
Of the work to do in the world to make
Life beautiful: yes, and my
heartstrings
ache
To think how you, at the stroke of War,
Chose that your steadfast soul should fly
With the eagles of France as their proud ally.
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War Poetry - 1914-17 |
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Sisyphus
in uita quoque nobis ante oculos est
qui petere a populo fascis saeuasque securis
imbibit et semper uictus tristisque recedit.
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Oxford Book of Latin Verse |
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Dawn now breaks;
sunlight
rakes the swollen seas;
Ah, alas!
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Troubador Verse |
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Indian hate an'
deviltry
he braved;
'N' scores an' scores of white men's lives he saved.
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George Lathrop - Dreams and Days |
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The Caterpillar
Plants,
Caterpillars
and Insects
'Plants, Caterpillars and Insects'
Jacob l' Admiral (II), Johannes Sluyter, 1710 - 1770, The Rijksmuseun
Work leads us to riches.
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Appoloinaire |
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Whan they were in hir bedde, in armes folde,
Nought was it lyk tho nightes here-biforn;
For
pitously
ech other gan biholde,
As they that hadden al hir blisse y-lorn, 1250
Biwaylinge ay the day that they were born.
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Chaucer - Troilius and Criseyde |
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Quand, lave des odeurs du jour, le jardinet
Derriere
la maison, en hiver s'illunait,
Gisant au pied d'un mur, enterre dans la marne
Et pour des visions ecrasant son oeil darne,
Il ecoutait grouiller les galeux espaliers.
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Rimbaud - Poesie Completes |
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at mihi contingat patrios celebrare Penatis
reddereque antiquo
menstrua
tura Lari.
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Oxford Book of Latin Verse |
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With silence-sandalled Sleep she comes to me,
(But softer-footed, sweeter-browed, than she,)
In motion
gracious
as a seagull's wing,
And all her bright limbs, moving, seem to sing.
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James Russell Lowell |
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Beowulf, translated by Francis Gummere |
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Whence is that
knocking?
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shakespeare-macbeth |
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will hover; long as thou
Thy Son shalt follow, and diviner joy
Shall from thy
presence
gild the highest sphere.
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Dante - The Divine Comedy |
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What private feuds the
troubled
village stain!
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Byron - Childe Harold's Pilgrimage |
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Who doth
ambition
shun
And loves to live i' the sun,
Seeking the food he eats
And pleased with what he gets--
Come hither, come hither, come hither!
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Golden Treasury |
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How few of the others,
Are men
equipped
with common sense.
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Villon |
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Then he
would with the help of an English-Rowley and Rowley-English Dictionary
(which he had laboriously compiled for himself out of the vocabulary
to Speght's _Chaucer_, Bailey's _Universal Etymological Dictionary_,
and Kersey's _Dictionarium Anglo-Britannicum_) translate the work
into what he probably thought was a very fair
imitation
of fifteenth
century language.
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Thomas Chatterton - Rowley Poems |
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SAS}
Fled with the noise of Slaughter & the stars of heaven Fled
Jerusalem came down in a dire ruin over all the Earth
She fell cold from
Lambeths
Vales in groans & Dewy death
The dew of anxious souls the death-sweat of the dying
In every pillard hall & arched roof of Albions skies
The brother & the brother bathe in blood upon the Severn
The Maiden weeping by.
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Blake - Zoas |
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Jonson not
infrequently
refers to contemporary actors.
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Ben Jonson - The Devil's Association |
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Khalil Gibran - Poems |
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Among the rocks--an empty hollow,
Secret, still,
mysterious!
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Waley - 170 Chinese Poems |
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His
nostrils
dilate as my heels embrace him,
His well-built limbs tremble with pleasure as we race around and return.
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Walt Whitman - Leaves of Grass |
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Some few there from the common road did stray;
Laelius and Socrates, with whom I may
A longer progress take: Oh, what a pair
Of dear
esteemed
friends to me they were!
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Petrarch - Poems |
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His
companion
goes after, following,
The men of France their warrant find in him.
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Chanson de Roland |
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Once when the
grindstone
almost jumped its bearing
It looked as if he might be badly thrown
And wounded on his blade.
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American Poetry - 1922 |
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who dost oft return,
Ministering comfort to my nights of woe,
From eyes which Death,
relenting
in his blow,
Has lit with all the lustres of the morn:
How am I gladden'd, that thou dost not scorn
O'er my dark days thy radiant beam to throw!
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Petrarch - Poems |
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the tyrant whom I sing, descried
Ere long his error, that, till then, his dart
Not yet beneath the gown had pierced my heart,
And brought a
puissant
lady as his guide,
'Gainst whom of small or no avail has been
Genius, or force, to strive or supplicate.
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Petrarch - Poems |
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Then with eyes to the front all,
And with guns horizontal,
Stood our sires;
And the balls
whistled
deadly,
And in streams flashing redly
Blazed the fires;
As the roar
On the shore,
Swept the strong battle-breakers o'er the green-sodded acres
Of the plain;
And louder, louder, louder cracked the black gunpowder,
Cracking amain!
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Matthews - Poems of American Patriotism |
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'361 Japhet':
Japhet Crooke, a
notorious
forger of the time.
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Alexander Pope |
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O so dear
O so dear from far and near and white all
So
deliciously
you, Mery, that I dream
Of what impossibly flows, of some rare balm
Over some flower-vase of darkened crystal.
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Mallarme - Poems |
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The truth is, their cold
and
spiritless
manner has no attraction.
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Tacitus |
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And Old Brown,
Osawatomie
Brown,
May trouble you more than ever, when you've nailed his coffin
down!
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Matthews - Poems of American Patriotism |
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I have tiding,
Glad tiding, behold how in duty
From far
Lehistan
the wind, gliding.
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Pushkin - Talisman |
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Yet, though all his labours
tended to establish that naval superiority on the surest basis, though
even the religion of the age added its authority to the clearest
political principles in favour of Henry, yet were his enterprises and
his expected discoveries derided with all the
insolence
of ignorance,
and the bitterness of popular clamour.
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Camoes - Lusiades |
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Five score
thousand
Franks swooned on the earth and fell.
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Chanson de Roland |
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Out of my store I'll give you wealth untold,
Charging
ten mules with fine Arabian gold;
I'll do the same for you, new year and old.
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Chanson de Roland |
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"
With
hallelujah
voice that cannot weep.
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Elizabeth Browning |
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At length along the flowery sward I saw
So sweet and fair a lady pensive move
That her mere thought inspires a tender awe;
Meek in herself, but haughty against Love,
Flow'd from her waist a robe so fair and fine
Seem'd gold and snow
together
there to join:
But, ah!
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The Franks dismount, and dress themselves for war,
Put
hauberks
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Fine shields they have, and spears of length and force
Scarlat and blue and white their ensigns float.
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two strokes of his dagger.
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chimneys
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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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I went bed agen and did nothing but dream
Of Robin and
moonlight
and flowers.
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That
Emperour
by way of hostage guards it;
Four benches then upon the place he marshals
Where sit them down champions of either party.
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Methinks
I find her now, and now perceive
She's distant; now I soar, and now descend;
Now what I wish, now what is true believe.
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Who
assisted
thee to ravage and to plunder;
I trow thou hadst full many wicked comrades.
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'Tis a maxim tremendous, but trite:
And you'd best be
unpacking
the things that you need
To rig yourselves out for the fight.
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THE LITTLE BLACK BOY
My mother bore me in the
southern
wild,
And I am black, but oh my soul is white!
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While Laura smiles, all-conscious of that love
Which from this
faithful
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The morn arises foggy, cold,
The silent fields no peasant nears,
The wolf upon the highways bold
With his
ferocious
mate appears.
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