O, so
unnatural
Nature,
You whose ephemeral flower
Lasts only from dawn to dusk!
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MANOA: The
accident
was loud, and here before thee
With rueful cry; yet what it was we know not.
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"Curs'd be the man who first on
floating
wood,
Forsook the beach, and braved the treach'rous flood!
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Camoes - Lusiades |
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What peace, unravished of our ken,
Annihilate
from the world of men?
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Pushkin - Daughter of the Commandant |
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A swan from time past
remembers
it's he
Magnificent yet struggling hopelessly
Through not having sung a liveable country
From the radiant boredom of winter's sterility.
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Mallarme - Poems |
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I'd be a demi-god, kissed by her desire,
And breast on breast, quenching my fire,
A deity at the gods'
ambrosial
feast.
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Ronsard |
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What man is he, that boasts of fleshly might
And vaine assurance of mortality,
Which all so soone as it doth come to fight
Against
spirituall
foes, yeelds by and by,
Or from the field most cowardly doth fly?
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Spenser - Faerie Queene - 1 |
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Assured of every worthiness,
Is my person, if she
ennobles
me,
Through whom is merit in excess,
And he's a fool who would suggest,
That any other should grant me rest.
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Troubador Verse |
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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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Eliot - Rhapsody on a Windy Night |
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Lovely And Lifelike
A face at the end of the day
A cradle in day's dead leaves
A bouquet of naked rain
Every ray of sun hidden
Every fount of founts in the depths of the water
Every mirror of mirrors broken
A face in the scales of silence
A pebble among other pebbles
For the leaves last glimmers of day
A face like all the
forgotten
faces.
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Paul Eluard - Poems |
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So saying, toward the
spacious
hall he moved,
Follow'd by Pallas, and, arriving soon
Beneath the lofty roof, placed her bright spear
Within a pillar's cavity, long time 160
The armoury where many a spear had stood,
Bright weapons of his own illustrious Sire.
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Odyssey - Cowper |
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" An unknown
utterance
answered: "Pass!
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Victor Hugo - Poems |
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I ha' seen him cow a
thousand
men.
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Ezra-Pound-Provenca-English |
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It was
precisely at the time at which the Roman people rose to
unrivalled political ascendency that they stooped to pass under
the
intellectual
yoke.
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Macaulay - Lays of Ancient Rome |
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And their friends, the
loitering
heirs of city directors; 180
Departed, have left no addresses.
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T.S. Eliot - The Waste Land |
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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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O never, never Scotia's realm desert;
But still the patriot, and the patriot-bard
In bright
succession
raise, her ornament and guard!
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Robert Burns - Poems and Songs |
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With sudden shock the prison-clock
Smote on the shivering air,
And from all the gaol rose up a wail
Of
impotent
despair,
Like the sound that frightened marshes hear
From some leper in his lair.
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Wilde - Poems |
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Above, how high,
progressive
life may go!
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Pope - Essay on Man |
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Greek sang and Tcherkass for his pleasure,
And
Kergeesian
captive is dancing;
In the eyes of the first heaven's azure,
And in those black of Eblis is glancing.
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Pushkin - Talisman |
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Pero che quindi ha poscia sua paruta,
e
chiamata
ombra; e quindi organa poi
ciascun sentire infino a la veduta.
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Dante - La Divina Commedia |
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The tired flocks come in
Whose bleating ceases to repeat,
Whose
wandering
is done.
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Dickinson - Two - Complete |
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But, if at the Church they would give us some ale,
And a
pleasant
fire our souls to regale,
We'd sing and we'd pray all the livelong day,
Nor ever once wish from the Church to stray.
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Blake - Songs of Innocence, Songs of Experience |
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, I determined to undertake the
responsibility of publishing it during my own life, rather than impose
upon my
successors
the task of deciding its fate.
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Wordsworth - 1 |
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Far the calling bugles hollo,
High the
screaming
fife replies,
Gay the files of scarlet follow:
Woman bore me, I will rise.
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AE Housman - A Shropshire Lad |
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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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More strong affections never reason served,
Yet still
affected
most what best deserved.
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Marvell - Poems |
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_The smoky
chimneys
of his Ithaca.
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Robert Herrick |
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" I
decided that if the shaking of her breasts could be
stopped, some of the
fragments
of the afternoon might
be collected, and I concentrated my attention with
careful subtlety to this end.
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by
disbelief
ye erred--
Yet in wild weeping came fulfilment of the word!
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ensuring the
transport
of tax revenues to the throne.
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Du Fu - 5 |
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As, in your field, I plant I lose no grain,
For the harvest
resembles
me, and ever
God orders me to plough, and sow again:
Even for this end are we come together.
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Villon |
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10
Pug _leaps at_ Pitfall's
_comming
in_.
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Ben Jonson - The Devil's Association |
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--Alcaeus near,
Who sung the joys of Love and toils severe,
Was seen with Pindar and the Teian swain,
A veteran gay among the
youthful
train
Of Cupid's host.
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Petrarch - Poems |
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Robinson
he
Sez this kind o' thing's an exploded idee.
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James Russell Lowell |
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The annual
occasion
once past, she withdrew again into her seclusion,
and except for a very few friends was as invisible to the world as if
she had dwelt in a nunnery.
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Dickinson - One - Complete |
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'T was such a gallant, gallant sea
That
beckoned
it away!
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Dickinson - One - Complete |
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Racing dawn, the
carriages
come home,--
And the girls with their high baskets full of fruit.
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Waley - 170 Chinese Poems |
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lest they say a lesser light
distraught
thee.
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Ezra-Pound-Provenca-English |
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+ Keep it legal Whatever your use,
remember
that you are responsible for ensuring that what you are doing is legal.
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Meredith - Poems |
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net/2/4/6/8/24689
An
alternative
method of locating eBooks:
http://www.
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Sappho |
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All happiness thou holdest, happy night,
For such as lie awake and feel dissolved
The peaceful spice of darkness and the cool
Breath hither blown from the
ethereal
flowers
That mist thy fields!
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Abercrombie - Georgian Poetry 1920-22 |
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Postpone
not this contention, but appoint
Forthwith the trial; for Ulysses here
Will sure arrive, ere they, (his polish'd bow
Long tamp'ring) shall prevail to stretch the nerve,
And speed the arrow through the iron rings.
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Odyssey - Cowper |
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And swung their
frenzied
hair.
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Dickinson - Two - Complete |
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Go telle to Birtha strayte, a
straungerr
waytethe here.
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Thomas Chatterton - Rowley Poems |
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The fine slender shoulder-blades:
The long arms, with tapering hands:
My small breasts: the hips well made
Full and firm, and sweetly planned,
All Love's
tournaments
to withstand:
The broad flanks: the nest of hair,
With plump thighs firmly spanned,
Inside its little garden there?
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Villon |
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1137-1152)
Born apparently in Gascony, his real name unknown, he
probably
spent most of his career in the courts of William X of Aquitaine and Eble III of Ventadorn.
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Troubador Verse |
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Defeat means nothing but defeat,
No
drearier
can prevail!
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Dickinson - One - Complete |
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CCXL
Clear is the day, and the sun radiant;
The hosts are fair, the
companies
are grand.
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Chanson de Roland |
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I never hear of prisons broad
By soldiers
battered
down,
But I tug childish at my bars, --
Only to fail again!
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Dickinson - Three - Complete |
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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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T.S. Eliot |
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Her
fluttering
words in melting murmurs died;
At length abrupt--"My son!
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Odyssey - Pope |
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I touched her cradle mute;
She
recognized
the foot,
Put on her carmine suit, --
And see!
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Dickinson - Three - Complete |
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, that
Lysander
took the city.
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Aristophanes |
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Then they seized another brave boy,--not amid the heat of
battle,
But in peace, behind his ploughshare,--and they loaded him
with chains,
And with pikes, before their horses, even as they goad their
cattle,
Drove him cruelly, for their sport, and at last blew out his
brains;
Then Old Brown,
Osawatomie
Brown,
Raised his right hand up to Heaven, calling Heaven's vengeance
down.
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Matthews - Poems of American Patriotism |
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LVIII
As one, that seems in
troubled
sleep to see
Abominable shapes, a horrid crew;
Monsters which are not, and which cannot be;
Or seems some strange, unlawful thing to do,
Yet marvels at himself, from slumber free.
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Ariosoto - Orlando Furioso |
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But mark if not the gods
perchance
present
Means and fit moment for a joyful flight.
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World's Greatest Books - Volume 17 - Poetry and Drama |
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money paid for a work or a replacement copy, if a defect in the
electronic
work is discovered and reported to you within 90 days
of receipt of the work.
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Sara Teasdale |
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gelocen leoðo-cræftum (_a banner all
hand-wrought of
interlaced
gold_), 2770.
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Beowulf |
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--2)
also local, but of motion from the subject in the direction of the object,
_on, upon, by_: gefēng be eaxle, _seized by the shoulder_, 1538; ālēdon
lēofne þēoden be mæste, _laid the dear lord near the mast_, 36; be healse
genam, _took him by the neck, fell upon his neck_, 1873; wǣpen hafenade be
hiltum,
_grasped
the weapon by the hilt_, 1757, etc.
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Beowulf |
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of
Zhuangzi
the useless chu tree is ignored because its timber cannot be used.
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Du Fu - 5 |
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O the
bleeding
drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
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Walt Whitman - Leaves of Grass |
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faces
Aureas
quatiunt
comas:
prodeas noua nupta.
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Oxford Book of Latin Verse |
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S
[Illustration]
S was Papa's new Stick,
Papa's new thumping Stick,
To thump
extremely
wicked boys,
Because it was so thick.
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Lear - Nonsense |
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Or vo' che sappi, innanzi che piu andi,
ch'ei non peccaro; e s'elli hanno mercedi,
non basta, perche non ebber battesmo,
ch'e porta de la fede che tu credi;
e s'e' furon dinanzi al cristianesmo,
non adorar
debitamente
a Dio:
e di questi cotai son io medesmo.
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Dante - La Divina Commedia |
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And now,
emerging
from the forest's gloom,
I greet thee, Chartreuse, while I mourn thy doom.
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William Wordsworth |
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Su Ch'in used to go
preaching
in the North
And Li Ss?
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Waley - 170 Chinese Poems |
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Wilt thou, whose will is large and spacious,
Not once
vouchsafe
to hide my will in thine?
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Shakespeare - Sonnets |
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And you, his sister
you who one day
- (that gulf open
since his death
that follows us
to our own -
when we
your mother and I
have
vanished
there)
must, one day,
unite us all
three in your thoughts,
your memory.
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Mallarme - Poems |
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I will lay no stone on it,
Grasses I will sow instead,
Fit for Queen Titania's tread;
Flowers,
encoloured
with the sun,
And ~ai ai~ written upon none;
Thus, whenever saileth by
The Lady World of dainty eye,
Not a grief shall here remain,
Silken shoon to damp or stain:
And while she lisps, "I have not seen
Any place more smooth and clean" .
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Elizabeth Browning |
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For the rest, the attempt has been made,
within such
limitations
as have been experienced, to present pretty
freely the best of what has been found available in contemporary British
and American war verse.
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War Poetry - 1914-17 |
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But near the casement wide to the north,
A gold is dying, in accord with the decor
Perhaps, those unicorns dashing fire at a nixie,
She who, naked and dead in the mirror, yet
In the
oblivion
enclosed by the frame, is fixed
As soon by scintillations as the septet.
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Mallarme - Poems |
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before the fatal arrows fly
That send you headlong to the nether sky
When down the gulf the sons of folly go
In sad
procession
to the seat of woe!
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Petrarch |
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Nay,
sometimes
it is
the reward of a man's study, the praise of quoting another man fitly; and
though a man be more prone and able for one kind of writing than another,
yet he must exercise all.
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Ben Jonson - Discoveries Made Upon Men, and Some Poems |
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There was no evil hidden in my life,
And yet, and yet, I would not have them know--
Am I not
floating
in a mist of light?
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Sara Teasdale |
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Yet was their manner then but bare and plaine:
For th' antique world excesse and pride did hate; 125
Such proud
luxurious
pompe is swollen up but late.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Spenser - Faerie Queene - 1 |
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--Cependant, tout en haut de l'univers juche,
Un Ange sonne la victoire
De ceux dont le coeur dit: << Que beni soit ton fouet,
Seigneur!
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| Source: |
Baudelaire - Fleurs Du Mal |
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Certainly Pheres can be trusted
to do so, though we must
remember
that we see him at an unfortunate
moment.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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Euripides - Alcestis |
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From this period dates
the small poem _Evening_, which seems to have been
sketched
by a
Japanese painter, so clear and colourful is its texture, so precious and
precise are its outlines.
| Guess: |
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Rilke - Poems |
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It is not that yon hoary lengthening beard
Ill suits the
passions
which belong to youth:
Love conquers age--so Hafiz hath averred,
So sings the Teian, and he sings in sooth--
But crimes that scorn the tender voice of ruth,
Beseeming all men ill, but most the man
In years, have marked him with a tiger's tooth:
Blood follows blood, and through their mortal span,
In bloodier acts conclude those who with blood began.
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Byron - Childe Harold's Pilgrimage |
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I have a strange
longing for the great simple
primeval
things, such as the sea, to me no
less of a mother than the Earth.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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Oscar Wilde - Poetry |
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The
Children
of the Poor--_Dublin University Magazine_
The Epic of the Lion--_Edwin Arnold, C.
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| Question: |
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Hugo - Poems |
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My father is a
dreamer himself, a great dreamer, a great man whose life has been
a
magnificent
failure.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Sarojini Naidu - Golden Threshold |
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La
meillore
et la plus isnele
De ces floiches, et la plus bele, 940
Et cele ou li meillor penon
Furent entes, Biautes ot non.
| Guess: |
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| Source: |
Chaucer - Romuant of the Rose |
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Erdman has
recoverd
a portion of the line, reading: Above him he xxx Jerusalem ?
| Guess: |
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Blake - Zoas |
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XXXVI
Ne let it seeme, that credence this exceedes,
For he that made the same, was knowne right well
To have done much more
admirable
deedes.
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The day is broad awake--the first long beam
Of level sun finds Sister Marta's face,
And
trembling
there it lights a timid smile
Upon the lips that say so many prayers,
And have no words for hate and none for love.
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notice is included.
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Li Po |
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Chaucer - Troilius and Criseyde |
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Kidurkazal,
daughter
of Ninkasi, 145.
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Meredith - Poems |
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Prim Creed, with
categoric
point, forbear
To feature me my Lord by rule and line.
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The windel-straw nor grass so shook and trembled;
As the good and gallant stripling shook and trembled;
A linen shirt so fine his frame invested,
O'er the shirt was drawn a bright pelisse of scarlet
The sleeves of that pelisse
depended
backward,
The lappets of its front were button'd backward,
And were spotted with the blood of unbelievers;
See the good and gallant stripling reeling goeth,
From his eyeballs hot and briny tears distilling;
On his bended bow his figure he supporteth,
Till his bended bow has lost its goodly gilding;
Not a single soul the stripling good encounter'd,
Till encounter'd he the mother dear who bore him:
O my boy, O my treasure, and my darling!
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Pushkin - Talisman |
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It was enough for my hand to touch it lightly, 750
To render it distasteful to that inhuman man:
And for that
wretched
blade to soil his hands.
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Racine - Phaedra |
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The mind condemned, without reprieve, to go
O'er life's long deserts with its charge of woe,
With sad
congratulation
joins the train
Where beasts and men together o'er the plain
Move on--a mighty caravan of pain: 170
Hope, strength, and courage, social suffering brings,
Freshening the wilderness with shades and springs.
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And when I sing my songs my
neighbours
come not to listen.
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primal scorpion rod--
The one
permitted
opposite of God!
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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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