Nor can those motions that bring death prevail
Forever, nor
eternally
entomb
The welfare of the world; nor, further, can
Those motions that give birth to things and growth
Keep them forever when created there.
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Byron |
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'289 Conceit:'
an
uncommon
or fantastic expression of thought.
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Said melted the days like cups of pearl,
Served high and low, the lord and the churl,
Loved harebells nodding on a rock,
A cabin hung with curling smoke,
Ring of axe or hum of wheel
Or gleam which use can paint on steel,
And huts and tents; nor loved he less
Stately lords in palaces,
Princely women hard to please,
Fenced by form and ceremony,
Decked by courtly rites and dress
And
etiquette
of gentilesse.
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Emerson - Poems |
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Enter BRAKENBURY
And in good time, here the
lieutenant
comes.
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Shakespeare |
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"
So spake the
sovereign
lord, and from his lips
Sweetly the accents flowed.
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Pushkin - Boris Gudonov |
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I
sense you
so
strongly
- and that you
always feel
well with us,
the parents - but
free, child
eternal, and at once
everywhere -
57.
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Mallarme - Poems |
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The
exploits
of Athelstane were commemorated
by the Anglo-Saxons and those of Canute by the Danes, in rude
poems, of which a few fragments have come down to us.
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A ce veoir, vierge, veus
Soie par toy et receus,
Oste
chaussement
d'ordure.
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Thus, when Louis the
Fourteenth instituted a new order of chivalry for the rewarding
of military merit, he commended it to the favor of his own
glorified ancestor and patron, and decreed that all the members
of the
fraternity
should meet at the royal palace on the feast of
St.
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O rustle not, ye verdant oaken
branches!
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Pushkin - Talisman |
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6370
But, were my
sleightis
aperceyved,
[Ne shulde I more been receyved]
As I was wont; and wostow why?
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Chaucer - Romuant of the Rose |
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The sailors, hearing the female Halycon sing,
prepared
to die, safe however around mid-December, when these birds make their nests, and one knows that then the sea will be calm.
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Appoloinaire |
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Tarquin's just judge, and Caesar's equal peers,
With them Til bring to dry my people's tears ;
Publicola with healing hands shall pour
Balm in their wounds, and shall their life restore ;
Greek arts, and Roman arms, in her conjoined,
Shall England raise, relieve
oppressed
mankind.
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Marvell - Poems |
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"
`But tel me now, sin that thee thinketh so light
To
chaungen
so in love, ay to and fro, 485
Why hastow not don bisily thy might
To chaungen hir that doth thee al thy wo?
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Chaucer - Troilius and Criseyde |
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Compliance
requirements are not uniform and it takes a
considerable effort, much paperwork and many fees to meet and keep up
with these requirements.
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Baudelaire - Fleurs Du Mal |
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Contributions to the Project Gutenberg Literary
Archive Foundation are tax
deductible
to the full extent permitted by
U.
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Thomas Hardy - Poems of the Past and Present |
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6200
'But what
herberwe
that ever I take,
Or what semblant that ever I make,
I mene but gyle, and folowe that;
For right no mo than Gibbe our cat
[Fro myce and rattes went his wyle], 6205
Ne entende I [not] but to begyle;
Ne no wight may, by my clothing,
Wite with what folk is my dwelling;
Ne by my wordis yet, pardee,
So softe and so plesaunt they be.
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Chaucer - Romuant of the Rose |
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You curious
chanters
of the wood
That warble forth dame Nature's lays,
Thinking your passions understood
By your weak accents; what's your praise
When Philomel her voice doth raise?
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Golden Treasury |
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i of
reuerence
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Chaucer - Boethius |
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And the more completely he can
suppress
his own
silly views, his own foolish prejudices, his own absurd ideas of what
Art should be, or should not be, the more likely he is to understand and
appreciate the work of art in question.
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Oscar Wilde - Poetry |
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Then again he dips his wing
In the
wrinkles
of the spring,
Then oer the rushes flies again,
And pearls roll off his back like rain.
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John Clare |
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Harry whose tuneful and well measur'd Song
First taught our English Musick how to span
Words with just note and accent, not to scan
With Midas Ears,
committing
short and long;
Thy worth and skill exempts thee from the throng,
With praise enough for Envy to look wan;
To after age thou shalt be writ the man,
That with smooth aire couldst humor best our tongue
Thou honour'st Verse, and Verse must send her wing
To honour thee, the Priest of Phoebus Quire 10
That tun'st their happiest lines in Hymn or Story
Dante shall give Fame leave to set thee higher
Then his Casella, whom he woo'd to sing
Met in the milder shades of Purgatory.
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Milton |
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Tubantes, from their
frequent
change of habitation, to have been called Tho Benten.
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Tacitus |
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But the other has a wear of woven gleam,
And with soft hand
beseeches
him his face
Away from the hardships of his hurt stung feet,
That with his eyes he may desire her looks:
And she is Beauty of Woman, man's dear blessing.
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Lascelle Abercrombie |
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how the son
degenerates
from the sire!
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Iliad - Pope |
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I give you
_France!
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War Poetry - 1914-17 |
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For proper it is
That whosoe'er begins and undertakes
To alter the mind, or
meditates
to change
Any another nature soever, should add
New parts, or readjust the order given,
Or from the sum remove at least a bit.
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Their shining fronts,
Their songs, their splendours, (better, yet the same,
As river-water
hallowed
into fonts)
Met in thee, and from out thee overcame
My soul with satisfaction of all wants:
Because God's gifts put man's best dreams to shame.
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Sonnets from the Portugese |
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"
Mine is a secret more pleasant, but even more
difficult
keeping:
Out of abundance of heart eagerly speaketh my mouth.
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Mountainous
land, a field for fierce tigers, 24 my heart knots within, I turn my head.
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His Mother then is mortal, but his Sire,
He who obtains the
Monarchy
of Heav'n,
And what will he not do to advance his Son?
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Milton |
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Love is a circle, and an endless sphere;
From good to good,
revolving
here and there.
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Robert Herrick |
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Am I now
dreaming?
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Goethe - Erotica Romana |
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And Phaedra has delayed his
punishment!
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Racine - Phaedra |
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Upon the glazen shelves kept watch
Matthew and Waldo, guardians of the faith,
The army of
unalterable
law.
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T.S. Eliot |
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The damask'd meadows and the pebbly streams
Sweeten and make soft your dreams:
The purling springs, groves, birds, and well weaved bowers,
With fields enamelled with flowers,
Present their shapes, while fantasy discloses
Millions
of Lilies mix'd with Roses.
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Upon the pore folk they geten
Ful moche of that they spende or kepe;
Nis none of hem that he nil strepe,
And wryen him-self wel atte fulle;
Withoute
scalding they hem pulle.
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Chaucer - Romuant of the Rose |
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When thou ascendest to thy Heaven I descend to my Hell--even then
thou callest to me across the
unbridgeable
gulf, "My companion, my
comrade," and I call back to thee, "My comrade, my companion"--for
I would not have thee see my Hell.
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Khalil Gibran - Poems |
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Contents
Translator's note:
The Ruins Of Rome
Divine spirits, whose powdery ashes lie
The Babylonian praises his high wall,
Newcomer, who looks for Rome in Rome,
She, who with her head the stars surpassed,
He who would see the vast power of Nature,
As in her chariot the Phrygian goddess rode,
You sacred ruins, and you holy shores,
With arms and vassals Rome the world subdued,
You cruel stars, inhuman deities,
Much as brave Jason by the Colchian shore,
Mars, now ashamed to have granted power
As once we saw the children of the Earth
Not the raging fire's furious reign,
As we pass the summer stream without danger
You pallid ghost, and you, pale ashen spirit,
As we gaze from afar on the waves roar
So long as Jove's great eagle was in flight,
These great heaps of stone, these walls you see,
All
perfection
Heaven showers on us,
Exactly as the rain-filled cloud is seen
She whom both Pyrrhus and Libyan Mars
When this brave city, honouring the Latin name,
Oh how wise that man was, in his caution,
If that blind fury that engenders wars,
Would that I might possess the Thracian lyre,
Who would demonstrate Rome's true grandeur,
You, by Rome astonished, who gaze here
He who has seen a great oak dry and dead,
All that the Egyptians once devised,
As the sown field its fresh greenness shows,
That we see nothing but an empty waste
Do you have hopes that posterity
Translator's note:
The text used is from the 1588 edition of Les Antiquites de Rome.
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No hint of mine may hence
To
theeward
fly: to thy locked sense
Explain none can
Life's pending plan:
Thou wilt thy ignorant entry make
Though skies spout fire and blood and nations quake.
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Thomas Hardy - Poems of the Past and Present |
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A quietness distilled,
As twilight long begun,
Or Nature,
spending
with herself
Sequestered afternoon.
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Dickinson - Two - Complete |
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This, in the words of Pirate Smee, was 'a kind of a compliment', but it
was also, to quote the same hero, 'galling'; and I have wished for an
opportunity of
disowning
the pretension which I found attributed to me
of setting up as a pundit, or a pontiff, or a Petronius Arbiter; for I
have neither the sure taste, nor the exhaustive reading, nor the ample
leisure which would be necessary in any such role.
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Abercrombie - Georgian Poetry 1920-22 |
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Soon shall the Light'ning hold before thy head
His torch, and shew them
slumbering
in their bed,
Only in the edition of 1793.
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Wordsworth - 1 |
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But the poetess occupies a place
of considerable
importance
in the first four centuries of our era,
though the classical period (T'ang and Sung) produced no great woman
writer.
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Waley - 170 Chinese Poems |
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For
additional
contact information:
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Stephen Crane |
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_lucent fans_,
luminous
wings.
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Keats |
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Adroitly you must act: for instance say;
I'm on a second journey gone away;
A message or a letter to him send,
Soliciting
that he'll on you attend,
That something you have got to let him know;--
To come, no doubt, the rascal won't be slow;
Amuse him then with converse most absurd,
But of the EAR remember,--not a word;
That's finished now, and nothing can require;
You'll carefully perform what I desire.
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La Fontaine |
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"
DAMOETAS
"You, picking flowers and
strawberries
that grow
So near the ground, fly hence, boys, get you gone!
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de la Motte's
translation
of the Iliad into French
verse.
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Camoes - Lusiades |
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"You prefer to stay here and imagine that all the world is gaping at
your
pictures?
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Kipling - Poems |
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when crafty eyes thy reason
With
sorceries
sudden seek to move,
And when in Night's mysterious season
Lips cling to thine, but not in love--
From proving then, dear youth, a booty
To those who falsely would trepan
From new heart wounds, and lapse from duty,
Protect thee shall my Talisman.
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Pushkin - Talisman |
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The invalidity or unenforceability of any
provision of this agreement shall not void the
remaining
provisions.
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Pushkin - Daughter of the Commandant |
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We may
say briefly, that we attach the term to all that
increasing
amount of
writing whose cadence is more marked, more definite, and closer knit than
that of prose, but which is not so violently nor so obviously accented as
the so-called "regular verse.
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Imagists |
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You'd see me sooner die a
thousand
deaths.
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Racine - Phaedra |
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No less these loaded the lordly gifts,
thanes' huge treasure, than those had done
who in former time forth had sent him
sole on the seas, a
suckling
child.
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Beowulf, translated by Francis Gummere |
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Quid est alid
sinistra
liberalitas?
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Catullus - Carmina |
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A bird, by chance, that goes that way
Soft
overheard
the whole.
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Dickinson - Two - Complete |
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Thanks to his care, at twelve years old
I could read and write, and was
considered
a good judge of the points of
a greyhound.
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Pushkin - Daughter of the Commandant |
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Oh, from out the sounding cells,
What a gush of euphony
voluminously
wells!
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Edgar Allen Poe |
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The dust replaced in hoisted roads,
The birds jocoser sung;
The sunshine threw his hat away,
The
orchards
spangles hung.
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Dickinson - One - Complete |
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Putrefaction is always to be
apprehended when the souls are
consigned
to us in the usual way.
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Poe - 5 |
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O I had better have shirkt it
altogether!
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Lascelles Abercrombie - Emblems of Love |
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It ceased; yet still the sails made on
A
pleasant
noise till noon,
A noise like of a hidden brook
In the leafy month of June,
That to the sleeping woods all night
Singeth a quiet tune.
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Coleridge - Poems |
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Our
house, Casa Magni, was close to this village; the sea came up to the
door, a steep hill
sheltered
it behind.
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Shelley |
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Do not copy, display, perform, distribute or
redistribute
this
electronic work, or any part of this electronic work, without
prominently displaying the sentence set forth in paragraph 1.
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Sara Teasdale |
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What could I do, unaided and
unblest?
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Coleridge - Lyrical Ballads |
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we're on dangerous ground;
Who knows how the
fashions
may alter?
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Robert Burns - Poems and Songs |
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`But tel me how, thou that woost al this matere,
How I might best
avaylen?
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Chaucer - Troilius and Criseyde |
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'Tis to create, and in
creating
live
A being more intense, that we endow
With form our fancy, gaining as we give
The life we image, even as I do now.
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Byron - Childe Harold's Pilgrimage |
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[467] From Damascus, said Justin, where Abraham was one of
their kings, and Trogus Pompeius adds that the name of Abraham
was
honourably
remembered at Damascus.
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Tacitus |
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Tell not me-when the butt is out we will drink
water, not a drop before;
therefore
bear up, and board
'em.
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Shakespeare |
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Whether a book is still in copyright varies from country to country, and we can't offer
guidance
on whether any specific use of any specific book is allowed.
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Meredith - Poems |
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Now the streets are
swarming
with people.
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Imagists |
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with whom my road begun,
When Life rear'd
laughing
up her morning sun;
When Transport kiss'd away my april tear,
"Rocking as in a dream the tedious year";
When link'd with thoughtless Mirth I cours'd the plain, 1793.
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Wordsworth - 1 |
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Ah, vows and perfumes, kisses
infinite!
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Baudelaire - Poems and Prose Poems |
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er-to, policed ful clene,
Aboute his kne3 knaged wyth knote3 of golde;
[F] Queme
quyssewes
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Gawaine and the Green Knight |
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I doe
acknowledge
it.
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Ben Jonson - The Devil's Association |
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And will this divine grace, this supreme perfection depart those for whom life exists only to
discover
and glorify them?
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Appoloinaire |
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'T is true that I am gay,
Quite gay, for I have her alone here And no man
troubleth
us.
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Ezra-Pound-Provenca-English |
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A newspaper is a symbol;
It is fetless life's chronical,
A collection of loud tales
Concentrating
eternal stupidities,
That in remote ages lived unhaltered,
Roaming through a fenceless world.
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Stephen Crane |
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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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Thus, we do not necessarily
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Land of boatmen and
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Over the pallid margin of dim seas breaking,
Over the thickening in the
darkness
that is land,
They fly.
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INFANT SORROW
My mother groaned, my father wept:
Into the
dangerous
world I leapt,
Helpless, naked, piping loud,
Like a fiend hid in a cloud.
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"You are a
monster!
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Pushkin - Queen of Spades |
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But then her fame, her worth, by thee unblent,
Shall still
survive!
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XXV
The knight was wroth to see his stroke beguyld,
And smote againe with more outrageous might;
But backe againe the
sparckling
steele recoyld,
And left not any marke, where it did light, 220
As if in Adamant rocke it had bene pight.
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O I could play the woman with mine eyes,
And
Braggart
with my tongue.
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Dead is Sansfoy, his vitall paines are past,
Though greeved ghost for
vengeance
deepe do grone:
He lives, that shall him pay his dewties last,?
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AT CHIANG-HSIA, PARTING FROM SUNG CHIH-T'I
Clear as the sky the waters of Hupeh
Far away will join with the Blue Sea;
We whom a
thousand
miles will soon part
Can mend our grief only with a cup of wine.
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Li Po |
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Dysorder
throughe oure hoaste 575
Is fleynge, borne onne wynges of AElla's name;
Styr, styr, mie lordes!
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shall reviving
thraldom
again be
The patched-up idol of enlightened days?
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Byron - Childe Harold's Pilgrimage |
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Cleaving
the deep, he floats with
the tide down the flood, and is borne on to his father Daunus' ancient
city.
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Virgil - Aeneid |
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CCXIX
Three columns now, he has, the
Emperour
Charles.
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Chanson de Roland |
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Petrarch
eagerly seized the
opportunity of forming his acquaintance, confident that De Bury could
give him valuable information on many points of geography and history.
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Petrarch |
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[11] Coarse
buffoonery
was welcomed at Megara, where, by the by, it is
said that Comedy had its birth.
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