1220-1265)
Sordello da Goito or Sordel de Goit,
sometimes
Sordell, was born in the municipality of Goito in the province of Mantua.
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To make our
interests
your huckster gains?
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Hugo - Poems |
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Duty
prompted
me to go where I
could still be useful to my country in the critical circumstances in
which it was now situated.
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{21a}
Hrothgar
is probably meant.
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Beowulf, translated by Francis Gummere |
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Look how the
senators
ape the clown,
And don the motley and hide the gown,
But yonder a fast-rising frown
On the people's forehead lowers.
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Sidney Lanier |
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With the increase of his judgment the light
which should make it
apparent
has faded away.
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Edgar Allen Poe |
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Clovio, the illuminator of missals, has tried to create
with that too easy hand of his a Paradise of serene air reflected in a
little mirror, a heaven of
sociability
and humility and prettiness,
a heaven of women and of monks; but one cannot imagine him deeply
moved, as the modern world is moved, by the symbolism of bird and
beast, of tree and mountain, of flame and darkness.
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Yeats |
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= ǣre
calceatus,
_sheathed
in brass_.
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Beowulf |
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_Hatrianus
in_ Munro
4 _anno_ suppleuit Munro, _mense_ Heyse, _stans pede_ Owen
Inter 3 et 5 spatium est in Dp non in ?
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Latin - Catullus |
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'Twas time for bed; howe'er, the widow fair
Determined
that her own the spark should share;
'Twas prudent, doubtless; like a lady wise;
Gallantly done: one room would well suffice.
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La Fontaine |
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I knew this maid,
But she's in
Paradise!
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Thomas Hardy - Poems of the Past and Present |
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keep eBooks in
compliance
with any particular paper edition.
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Elizabeth Browning |
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Omar Khayyam - Rubaiyat |
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Reeds in a trice are
sprouting
and rustling in murmuring breezes:
"Midas, o Midas the King--bears the ears of an ass!
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Goethe - Erotica Romana |
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I taste a liquor never brewed,
From
tankards
scooped in pearl;
Not all the vats upon the Rhine
Yield such an alcohol!
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Dickinson - One - Complete |
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I grant that his works show
unparalleled talent and originality, but not one in ten contains any
moral
reflection
or deeper meaning.
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Li Po |
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My friend, blood shaking my heart
The awful daring of a moment's surrender
Which an age of prudence can never retract
By this, and this only, we have existed
Which is not to be found in our obituaries
Or in
memories
draped by the beneficent spider
Or under seals broken by the lean solicitor
In our empty rooms 410
DA
Dayadhvam: I have heard the key
Turn in the door once and turn once only
We think of the key, each in his prison
Thinking of the key, each confirms a prison
Only at nightfall, aetherial rumours
Revive for a moment a broken Coriolanus
DA
Damyata: The boat responded
Gaily, to the hand expert with sail and oar 420
The sea was calm, your heart would have responded
Gaily, when invited, beating obedient
To controlling hands
I sat upon the shore
Fishing, with the arid plain behind me
Shall I at least set my lands in order?
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T.S. Eliot - The Waste Land |
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In the Highlands of
Scotland
may
still be gleaned some relics of the old songs about Cuthullin and
Fingal.
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Macaulay - Lays of Ancient Rome |
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MISCELLANEOUS POEMS
THE MOTHER MOURNS
WHEN mid-autumn's moan shook the night-time,
And sedges were horny,
And summer's green
wonderwork
faltered
On leaze and in lane,
I fared Yell'ham-Firs way, where dimly
Came wheeling around me
Those phantoms obscure and insistent
That shadows unchain.
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Thomas Hardy - Poems of the Past and Present |
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We grew in age--and love--together,
Roaming the forest, and the wild;
My breast her shield in wintry weather--
And, when the
friendly
sunshine smil'd,
And she would mark the opening skies,
_I_ saw no Heaven--but in her eyes.
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Edgar Allen Poe |
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Praise him as best I may, when all is said,
Remain untold, honour and
goodness
yet.
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Chanson de Roland |
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Who is it that
complains
unto the King
That I, forsooth, am stern and love them not?
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Shakespeare |
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And all outrageous ugliness of time,
Excess and Blasphemy and
squinting
Crime
Beset me, but I kept my calm sublime:
I hate them not, Nirvana.
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Sidney Lanier |
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THAT HE MY CAPTIVE LANGUOR, the languishing
captivity
of my parents.
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Spenser - Faerie Queene - 1 |
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keep eBooks in compliance with any
particular
paper edition.
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Blake - Songs of Innocence, Songs of Experience |
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Tutte l'acque che son di qua piu monde,
parrieno
avere in se mistura alcuna
verso di quella, che nulla nasconde,
avvegna che si mova bruna bruna
sotto l'ombra perpetua, che mai
raggiar non lascia sole ivi ne luna.
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Dante - La Divina Commedia |
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"
My girl she's airy, she's buxom and gay;
Her breath is as sweet as the blossoms in May;
A touch of her lips it
ravishes
quite:
She's always good natur'd, good humour'd, and free;
She dances, she glances, she smiles upon me;
I never am happy when out of her sight.
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Robert Burns - Poems and Songs |
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How
beautiful
is youth!
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Longfellow |
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Bar [22-58]and bulwark no longer shelter the Trojans; nay,
within the gates and even on the mounded walls they clash in battle and
make the
trenches
swim with blood.
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Virgil - Aeneid |
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"The stars of midnight shall be dear
To her; and she shall lean her ear
In many a secret place
Where
rivulets
dance their wayward round,
And beauty born of murmuring sound
Shall pass into her face.
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Golden Treasury |
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'Ful many another horriblete
May men in that boke see, 7190
That ben comaunded, douteles,
Ayens the lawe of Rome expres;
And alle with
Antecrist
they holden,
As men may in the book biholden.
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Chaucer - Romuant of the Rose |
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6:
Why should man be only ty'd
To a foolish Female thing,
When all
Creatures
else beside,
Birds and Beasts, change every Spring?
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John Donne |
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OR BREAKE THE CHAYNE, refers to Jove's
proposition
to fasten a golden
chain to the earth by which to test his strength.
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Spenser - Faerie Queene - 1 |
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Still through the ivy flits the bee
Where
Amaryllis
lies in state;
O Singer of Persephone!
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Wilde - Poems |
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All this time, and at all times, wait the words of poems;
The
greatness
of sons is the exuding of the greatness of mothers and
fathers;
The words of poems are the tuft and final applause of science.
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Whitman |
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Hard is thy heart, Lord Gregory,
And flinty is thy breast:
Thou bolt of Heaven that
flashest
by,
O, wilt thou bring me rest!
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Robert Burns - Poems and Songs |
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I only knew what hunted thought
Quickened
his step, and why
He looked upon the garish day
With such a wistful eye;
The man had killed the thing he loved,
And so he had to die.
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Wilde - Poems |
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The lady did not heed
The river's silence while
Her own
thoughts
still ran at their will,
And calm was still her smile.
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Elizabeth Browning |
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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 MERCHANTIBILITY OR FITNESS FOR ANY PURPOSE.
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Li Bai - Chinese |
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and in the
Celtiberian
land each
wight who has urined is wont each morn to scrub with it his teeth and pinky
gums, so that the higher the polish on thy teeth, the greater fund it notes
that thou hast drunk of urine.
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Catullus - Carmina |
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Ein Halbgott hat sie
zerschlagen!
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Goethe - Faust- Der Tragödie erster Teil |
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American Poetry - 1922 |
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Rack nature, till new
pleasures
you shall find,
Strong as your reign, and beauteous as
mind.
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Marvell - Poems |
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My father, in my arms there, dying,
His blood seeks vengeance, and I
unhearing!
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Corneille - Le Cid |
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SOLNESS _(looking at him_): Is it Miss Wangel
you are sitting there
thinking
about?
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World's Greatest Books - Volume 17 - Poetry and Drama |
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Much of his fates I know; but check'd by fear
I stand; the hand of violence is here:
Here boundless wrongs the starry skies invade,
And injured
suppliants
seek in vain for aid.
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Odyssey - Pope |
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Perchance
against
Their saver, save thou save him from himself.
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Tennyson |
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Copyright, 1916, by the editors, trading as
CONTEMPORARY
VERSE.
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Contemporary Verse - v01-02 |
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Now it is
the impish
merriment
of a Puck, with his "Lord, what
fools these mortals be!
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Catullus - 1866b - Poetry - Slater |
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Instant, new wars on new-spread ensigns rise
"In robes of white behold a priest
advance!
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Camoes - Lusiades |
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Our wholemole millwheeling vicociclometer, a tetradomational gazebocroticon (the "Mamma Lujah" known to every schoolboy scandaller, be he Matty, Marky, Lukey or John-aDonk), autokinatonetically preprovided with a clappercoupling
smeltingworks
exprogressive process, (for the farmer, his son and their homely codes, known as eggburst, eggblend, eggburial and hatch-as-hatch can) receives through a portal vein the dialytically separated elements of precedent decomposition for the verypetpurpose of subsequent recombination so that the heroticisms, catastrophes and eccentricities transmitted by the ancient legacy of the past; type by tope, letter from litter, word at ward, with sendence of sundance, since the days of Plooney and Columcellas when Giacinta, Pervenche and Margaret swayed over the all-too-ghoulish and illyrical and innumantic in our mutter nation, all, anastomosically assimilated and preteridentified paraidiotically, in fact, the sameold gamebold adomic structure of our Finnius the old One, as highly charged with electrons as hophazards can effective it, may be there for you, Cockalooralooraloomenos, when cup, platter and pot come piping hot, as sure as herself pits hen to paper and there's scribings scrawled on eggs.
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Finnegans |
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For my own part, I at once
declared
that any half- measures were now unacceptable to me.
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Hitler-Table-Talk |
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So thine the
thirtieth
garland won
Adds to thy teacher 's fame, Alcimedon .
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Pindar |
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which are the only two
attributes
make kings akin to God, and
is the Delphic sword, both to kill sacrifices and to chastise offenders.
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Ben Jonson - Discoveries Made Upon Men, and Some Poems |
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All were masters, and
therefore
their names have been handed down to later ages.
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Chuang Tzu |
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Now through his shatter'd ranks the monarch strode,
And now before his rallied squadrons rode:
Brave Nunio's danger from afar he spies,
And instant to his aid
impetuous
flies.
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Camoes - Lusiades |
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The five practi~s are those granting liberation through just seeing
the cakras, by hearing the mantra, by tasting the nectar, by touching the mudra, or by
recollecting
the po-wa transference of conscious- ness.
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Jig-Me-Lingpa-The-Dzogchen-Innermost-Essence-Preliminary-Practice |
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The porter of my father's lodge
As much
abasheth
me.
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Dickinson - Three - Complete |
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The following conclusions seem to me inescapable:
Free Marxism has its legitimate place in this
university
and in other uni- versities of the Western world.
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Nolte - 1974 - The Relationship between "Bourgeois" and "Marxist" Historiography |
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The other keeps his
dreadful
day-book open
Till sunset, that we may repent; which doing,
The record of the action fades away,
And leaves a line of white across the page.
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Longfellow |
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Sonnet: On A Stolen Kiss
Now gentle sleep hath closèd up those eyes,
Which waking kept my boldest
thoughts
in awe,
And free access unto that sweet lip lies
From whence I long the rosy breath to draw.
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William Browne |
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"
Says Clarien: "To death he's
stricken
down.
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Chanson de Roland |
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Vernon or to me on the cause of her distress; what could she do,
therefore, but apply to my
brother?
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Austen - Lady Susan |
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Le Testament: Epitaph et Rondeau
Epitaph
Here there lies, and sleeps in the grave,
One whom Love killed with his scorn,
A poor little scholar in every way,
He was named
Francois
Villon.
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Villon |
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”
To this indictment pleaded Not guilty, object
ing eleven the jury before they came
sworn and, having
finished
his challenges, special jury was summoned, composed twelve gentle
of
a
to ; a
as of
of of
;
to
to
in
at
of
he
of a In
of
to be
an
on
on
in
of
to in of
of
at of
of to
in
to of
of
as
he
of ; it.
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Caulfield - Portraits, Memoirs, of Characters and Memorable Persons - v3 |
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His wretched body was
dominated by a high and eager mind, and he combined in an unparalleled
degree the fiery energy of the born poet with the
tireless
patience of
the trained artist.
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Alexander Pope |
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"
Caring, indeed, more for matter than for manner, he used with facility
and
precision
the technical instruments which were at his disposal.
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Waley - 170 Chinese Poems |
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ANTIGONE
Whet thou their
sternness!
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Aeschylus |
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But that your
trespass
now becomes a fee;
Mine ransoms yours, and yours must ransom me.
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Shakespeare - Sonnets |
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Slowly and heavily
Comes in the sea,
With memories of storm o'erfreighted,
With heaving heart and breath abated,
Pregnant
with some mysterious, endless sorrow,
And seamed with many a gaping, sighing furrow.
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George Lathrop - Dreams and Days |
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in the South
Kensington
Museum.
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John Donne |
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Yet no hall that wealth e'er plann'd
Waits you more surely than the wider room
Traced by Death's yet
greedier
hand.
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Horace - Odes, Carmen |
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--so the
countess
passed on until she came through the
little park, where Niobe presented her with a
cabinet, and so departed.
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T.S. Eliot |
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Of themselves,
Untended, will the she-goats then bring home
Their udders swollen with milk, while flocks afield
Shall of the
monstrous
lion have no fear.
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Virgil - Eclogues |
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As you, Sir, go through your role with
such
distinguished
merit, permit me to make one in the chorus of
universal applause, and assure you that with the highest respect,
I have the honour to be, &c.
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Robert Forst |
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zip *****
This and all
associated
files of various formats will be found in:
http://www.
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H. D. - Sea Garden |
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Notes: Modern
Language
Notes.
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Beowulf |
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The pass was steep and rugged,
The wolves they howled and whined;
But he ran like a
whirlwind
up the pass,
And he left the wolves behind.
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Macaulay - Lays of Ancient Rome |
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THOSE WHO LOVE
Those who love the most
Do not talk of their love;
Francesca, Guenevere,
Dierdre, Iseult, Heloise
In the
fragrant
gardens of heaven
Are silent, or speak, if at all,
Of fragile, inconsequent things.
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American Poetry - 1922 |
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He is said to have discovered the elixir of
life, the philosopher's stone, and many other equally
marvelous
things.
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Pushkin - Queen of Spades |
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Now filled with confidence, now doubtfulness,
I promise
deliverance
to my captive heart,
Trying in vain to fool myself by art,
Between hope, and doubt, and fearfulness.
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Ronsard |
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I hope I have not in too late a day touched the
beautiful
mythology
of Greece, and dulled its brightness: for I wish to try once more,
before I bid it farewel.
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Keats |
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I burned
Hot and cold, in a lasting fever, well-earned
By the mortal wound of your glance's
piercing
flight.
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Ronsard |
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XXIII
Oh how wise that man was, in his caution,
Who counselled, so his race might not moulder,
Nor Rome's citizens be spoiled by leisure,
That
Carthage
should be spared destruction!
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Du Bellay - The Ruins of Rome |
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THE NIGHTINGALE;
A
CONVERSATIONAL
POEM, WRITTEN IN APRIL, 1798.
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Coleridge - Lyrical Ballads |
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Meredith - Poems |
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and those argent breasts of thine will turn
To water-lilies; the brown fields men till
Will be more
fruitful
for our love to-night,
Nothing is lost in nature, all things live in Death's despite.
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Oscar Wilde - Poetry |
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La vostra
nominanza
e color d'erba,
che viene e va, e quei la discolora
per cui ella esce de la terra acerba>>.
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Dante - La Divina Commedia |
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Who thus
disturbs
the tide near the seraglio?
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Hugo - Poems |
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Oft on a hillside,
cropping
herbage rich,
The woolly flocks creep on whithersoe'er
The grass bejewelled with fresh dew invites,
And full-fed lambs disport and butt in play--
All this to eyes at distance looks a blur;
On the green hill the white spot seems at rest.
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World's Greatest Books - Volume 17 - Poetry and Drama |
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voila qu'au milieu de la danse macabre
Bondit dans le ciel rouge un grand
squelette
fou
Emporte par l'elan, comme un cheval se cabre:
Et, se sentant encor la corde raide au cou,
Crispe ses petits doigts sur son femur qui craque
Avec des cris pareils a des ricanements,
Et, comme un baladin rentre dans la baraque,
Rebondit dans le bal au chant des ossements.
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Rimbaud - Poesie Completes |
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One
thousand
years!
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Keats |
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" Being
reprinted
immediately
in the "Home Journal," it was copied into various publications with the
name of the editor, N.
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Poe - 5 |
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If your fair hand had not made a sign to me then,
White hand that makes you a
daughter
of the swan,
I'd have died, Helen, of the rays from your eyes:
But that gesture towards me saved a soul in pain:
Your eye was pleased to carry away the prize,
Yet your hand rejoiced to grant me life again.
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Ronsard |
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Her
fabulous
head
reposed upon the brow of the man like one of those horrible casques by
which ancient warriors hoped to add to the terrors of the enemy.
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Baudelaire - Poems and Prose Poems |
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According to these
Gentlemen, the four
Elements
are inhabited by Spirits, which they call
Sylphs, Gnomes, Nymphs, and Salamanders.
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Alexander Pope |
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For us the travail and the heat,
The broken secrets of our pride,
The
strenuous
lessons of defeat,
The flower deferred, the fruit denied;
But not the peace, supremely won,
Lord Buddha, of thy Lotus-throne.
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Sarojini Naidu - Golden Threshold |
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A DWARFE,
representing
prudence, or common sense; according to Morley,
the flesh.
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Spenser - Faerie Queene - 1 |
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"--
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I have no doubt but scholar-craft may be caught, as a
Scotchman
catches
the itch,--by friction.
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Robert Forst |
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Ben Jonson - Discoveries Made Upon Men, and Some Poems |
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