The Phoenix was the
mythical
bird that rose again from the ashes of its own immolation.
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et le chant clair des
malheurs
nouveaux!
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Now when, declining from the noon of day,
The sun obliquely shoots his burning ray;
When hungry judges soon the sentence sign, 85
And wretches hang that jurymen may dine;
When merchants from th' Exchange return in peace,
And the long labours of the toilet cease,
The board's with cups and spoons, alternate, crowned,
The berries crackle, and the mill turns round; 90
On shining altars of Japan they raise
The silver lamp, and fiery spirits blaze:
From silver spouts the
grateful
liquors glide,
While China's earth receives the smoking tide.
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632
625 _The Arbiter of
pleasure
and of play_.
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Byron |
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As ouphant faieries, whan the moone sheenes bryghte, 475
In littel circles daunce upon the greene,
All living creatures flie far from their syghte,
Ne by the race of destinie be seen;
For what he be that ouphant
faieries
stryke,
Their soules will wander to Kyng Offa's dyke.
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My harsh dreams knew the riding of you
The fleece of this goat and even
You set
yourself
against beauty.
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I speak to you over cities
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My mouth is against your ear
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What man is there so much unreasonable,
If you had pleas'd to have
defended
it
With any terms of zeal, wanted the modesty
To urge the thing held as a ceremony?
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H. D. - Sea Garden |
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It is a pity to doubt
this green hair legend;
presently
a man of genius will not be able to
enjoy an epileptic fit in peace--as does a banker or a beggar.
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Baudelaire - Poems and Prose Poems |
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And who avers the
contrary?
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Aristophanes |
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And don't you see that changeableness,
Is to lose time's joy in heart's
yearning?
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THE POET LI PO
A.
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Li Po |
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Night is worn,
And the morn
Rises from the
slumbrous
mass.
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Blake - Songs of Innocence, Songs of Experience |
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I dried my tears, and armed my fears
With ten
thousand
shields and spears.
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Blake - Songs of Innocence, Songs of Experience |
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The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets
And female smells in shuttered rooms
And
cigarettes
in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.
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Eliot - Rhapsody on a Windy Night |
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Eftsoones
the Gard, which on his state did wait, 310
Attacht that faitor false, and bound him strait:
Who seeming sorely chauffed at his band,
As chained Beare, whom cruell dogs do bait,?
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Spenser - Faerie Queene - 1 |
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With dredful vois the formel hir answerde,
My rightful lady, goddesse of Nature,
Soth is that I am ever under your yerde, 640
Lyk as is
everiche
other creature,
And moot be youres whyl my lyf may dure;
And therfor graunteth me my firste bone,
And myn entente I wol yow sey right sone.
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Chaucer - Romuant of the Rose |
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The nephew does things very
shabbily, and I think the
Memsahib
must help him.
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Kipling - Poems |
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This
bird, the Great Northern Diver, well deserves its name; for when
pursued with a boat, it will dive, and swim like a fish under water,
for sixty rods or more, as fast as a boat can be paddled, and its
pursuer, if he would
discover
his game again, must put his ear to the
surface to hear where it comes up.
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Thoreau - Excursions and Poems |
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In the meadow ground the frogs
With their
deafening
flutes begin,--
The old madness of the world 15
In their golden throats again.
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Sappho |
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Though they be broken they have
piercing
eyes,
That shine like pools where water sleeps at night;
The astonished and divine eyes of a child
Who laughs at all that glitters in the world.
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Baudelaire - Poems and Prose Poems |
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She was
purely an Indian deity--an Anglo-Indian deity, that is to say--and
we called her THE Venus Annodomini, to
distinguish
her from other
Annodominis of the same everlasting order.
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Kipling - Poems |
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Max Ernst
In one corner agile incest
Turns round the
virginity
of a little dress
In one corner sky released
leaves balls of white on the spines of storm.
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Li Po |
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A LETTER FROM A CANDIDATE IN THE
PRESIDENCY
IN ANSWER
TO SUTTIN QUESTIONS PROPOSED BY Mr.
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Holy Satyr _151_
Lais _153_
Heliodora _156_
Toward the Piraeus _161_
_Slay with your eyes, Greek_
_You would have broken my wings_
_I loved you_
_What had you done_
_If I had been a boy_
_It was not chastity that made me cold_
CONRAD AIKEN
Seven Twilights _171_
_The ragged pilgrim on the road to nowhere_
_Now by the wall of the ancient town_
_When the tree bares, the music of it changes_
_"This is the hour," she says, "of transmutation"_
_Now the great wheel of
darkness
and low clouds_
_Heaven, you say, will be a field in April_
_In the long silence of the sea_
Tetelestai _184_
EDNA ST.
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American Poetry - 1922 - A Miscellany |
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If the question were put to me I should
probably
evade it by
pointing out that Mr.
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Milton |
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The Spanish and Portuguese
historians
differ widely in their
accounts of the parentage of this gallant stranger.
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Camoes - Lusiades |
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As if confusing
darkness
came 1819.
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William Wordsworth |
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If she wants me not, I'd rather
I'd died the day my service
commenced!
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Troubador Verse |
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Les Amours de Cassandre: XCIV
Whether her golden hair curls languidly,
Or whether it swims by, in two flowing waves
That over her breasts wander there, and stray,
And across her neck float playfully:
Whether a knot, ornamented richly,
With many a ruby, many a rounded pearl,
Ties the stream of her
rippling
curls,
My heart delights itself, contentedly.
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Ronsard |
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Has not the god of the green world, 5
In his large
tolerant
wisdom,
Filled with the ardours of earth
Her twenty summers?
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Sappho |
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On every wooden dish, a humble claim,
Two rude cut letters mark the owner's name;
From every nook the smile of plenty calls,
And rusty flitches decorate the walls,
Moore's
Almanack
where wonders never cease--
All smeared with candle snuff and bacon grease.
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John Clare |
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One band ye cannot break,--the force that clips
And grasps your circles to the central light;
Yours is the
prodigal
comet's long ellipse,
Self-exiled to the farthest verge of night;
Yet strives with you no less that inward might
No sin hath e'er imbruted;
The god in you the creed-dimmed eye eludes;
The Law brooks not to have its solitudes
By bigot feet polluted;
Yet they who watch your God-compelled return
May see your happy perihelion burn
Where the calm sun his unfledged planets broods.
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I haue put it in
scripture
{and} remembraunce.
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p{ro}pre
fortunes of poure feble
folke.
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Chaucer - Boethius |
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Woe and alack for the sound,
for the rattle of cars to the wall,
And the creak of the
grinding
axles!
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Aeschylus |
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"Then
carelessly
remark 'Old coon!
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572
The
Assyrian
came down like the wolf on the fold (_Hebrew Melodies_),
iii.
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LXXV
So are you to my
thoughts
as food to life,
Or as sweet-season'd showers are to the ground;
And for the peace of you I hold such strife
As 'twixt a miser and his wealth is found.
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Shakespeare - Sonnets |
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'Tis possible, besides,
That a big bulk of piled sand may bar
His mouths against his onward waves, when sea,
Wild in the winds, tumbles the sand to inland;
Whereby the river's outlet were less free,
Likewise less headlong his
descending
floods.
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{According
to Erdman, the word "center" was originally deleted by Blake with a strong ink stroke and therefore not easily erased.
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The chill air comes around me oceanly,
From bank to bank the waterstrife is spread;
Strange birds like
snowspots
oer the whizzing sea
Hang where the wild duck hurried past and fled.
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John Clare |
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Copyright
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Du Bellay - The Ruins of Rome |
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"_
[A long and wearisome ditty, called "The Highland Lad and Lowland
Lassie," which Burns
compressed
into these stanzas, for Johnson's
Museum.
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Robert Burns |
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Before that dire
disgrace
shall blast my fame,
O'erwhelm me, earth; and hide a warrior's shame!
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Iliad - Pope |
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She was busy winding thread,
which a little, old, one-eyed man in an officer's uniform was holding on
his
outstretched
hands.
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Pushkin - Daughter of the Commandant |
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_ O
Strength
and Force, for you, our Zeus's will
Presents a deed for doing, no more!
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Elizabeth Browning |
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Et, faisant la victime et la petite epouse,
Son etoile la vit, une chandelle aux doigts,
Descendre
dans la cour ou sechait une blouse,
Spectre blanc, et lever les spectres noirs des toits.
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Rimbaud - Poesie Completes |
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Footsteps
shuffled
on the stair.
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T.S. Eliot - The Waste Land |
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Les Odes: O
Fontaine
Bellerie
O Fount of Bellerie,
Fountain sweet to see,
Dear to our Nymphs when, lo,
Waves hide them at your source
Fleeing the Satyr so,
Who follows them, in his course,
To the borders of your flow.
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Ronsard |
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Victor Hugo - Poems |
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Miss Thompson bowed and blushed, and then
Undoubting
bought of Mr.
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Abercrombie - Georgian Poetry 1920-22 |
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Erewhile 'twas corn resplendent and unstained,
Or crystal, that through morning radiance shone,
Now flowing agate, deep and sombre-veined,
Then like a crimson
sparkling
precious stone.
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Stefan George - Selections from His Works and Others |
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Errors, dreams, paleness waiteth on his chair,
False fancies o'er the door, and on the stair
Are slippery hopes,
unprofitable
gain,
And gainful loss; such steps it doth contain,
As who descend, may boast their fortune best;
Who most ascend, most fall: a wearied rest,
And resting trouble, glorious disgrace;
A duskish and obscure illustriousness;
Unfaithful loyalty, and cozening faith,
That nimble fury, lazy reason hath:
A prison, whose wide ways do all receive,
Whose narrow paths a hard retiring leave:
A steep descent, by which we slide with ease,
But find no hold our crawling steps to raise:
Within confusion, turbulence, annoy
Are mix'd; undoubted woe, and doubtful joy:
Vulcano, where the sooty Cyclops dwell;
Liparis, Stromboli, nor Mongibel,
Nor Ischia, have more horrid noise and smoke:
He hates himself that stoops to such a yoke.
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Petrarch - Poems |
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"
And at the
blindness
of my spirit
They screamed,
"Fool!
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Stephen Crane |
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At eve the babes with angels converse hold,
While we to our strange pleasures wend our way,
Each with its little face
upraised
to heaven,
With folded hands, barefoot kneels down to pray,
At selfsame hour with selfsame words they call
On God, the common Father of them all.
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Victor Hugo - Poems |
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' 205
At which the god of love gan loken rowe
Right for despyt, and shoop for to ben wroken;
He kidde anoon his bowe nas not broken;
For
sodeynly
he hit him at the fulle;
And yet as proud a pekok can he pulle.
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Chaucer - Troilius and Criseyde |
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then to thy dear Son,
True God and Very Man,
That my last sigh in peace may, in his arms, be
breathed!
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Petrarch |
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His last dread
pleasure!
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Wordsworth - 1 |
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It was the custom then to bring away
The bride from home at
blushing
shut of day,
Veil'd, in a chariot, heralded along
By strewn flowers, torches, and a marriage song,
With other pageants: but this fair unknown 110
Had not a friend.
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Keats |
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Marvellous
things
Had vanity (quick Spirit that appears
Almost as deeply seated and as strong
In a Child's heart as fear itself) conceived 105
For my enjoyment.
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William Wordsworth |
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But the sum was honestly earned by hard and
wearisome
work.
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Alexander Pope |
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1
Qingzhou
and Xuzhou were two prefectures in the east, deep in An Lushan?
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Du Fu - 5 |
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Purgatorio
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Dante - La Divina Commedia |
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-
Who sung the stave I filched from you that day
To
Amaryllis
wending, our hearts' joy?
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Virgil - Eclogues |
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- You provide, in
accordance
with paragraph 1.
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Li Po |
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And were you lost, I would be,
Though my name
Rang loudest
On the
heavenly
fame.
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Dickinson - One - Complete |
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Music-hall posters squall out:
The
passengers
shrink together,
I enter indelicately into all their souls.
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Imagists |
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"
My mother went to find my commission, which she kept in a box with my
christening clothes, and gave it to my father with, a
trembling
hand.
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Pushkin - Daughter of the Commandant |
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'17'
The word "wit" has a number of different meanings in this poem, and the
student should be careful to
discriminate
between them.
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Alexander Pope |
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The azure vault in silver
shimmers
soft,
A dewy breeze with fragrance soars aloft.
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Stefan George - Selections from His Works and Others |
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Your leafy throne, with lily-work possess,
And be both
princess
here and poetess.
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| Source: |
Robert Herrick |
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The
copyright
laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
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| Source: |
Imagists |
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After the
funeral feast he retires to the sea-shore, where, falling asleep, the
ghost of his friend appears to him, and demands the rites of burial; the
next morning the
soldiers
are sent with mules and waggons to fetch wood
for the pyre.
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Iliad - Pope |
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XXVIII
He who has seen a great oak dry and dead,
Bearing some trophy as an ornament,
Whose roots from earth are almost rent,
Though to the heavens it still lifts its head;
More than half-bowed towards its final bed,
Showing its naked boughs and fibres bent,
While, leafless now, its heavy crown is leant
Support by a gnarled trunk, its sap long bled;
And though at the first strong wind it must fall,
And many young oaks are rooted within call,
Alone among the devout
populace
is revered:
Who such an oak has seen, let him consider,
That, among cities which have flourished here,
This old honoured dust was the most honoured.
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Du Bellay - The Ruins of Rome |
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She told her
husband of the debt, but he refused
outright
to pay it.
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Pushkin - Queen of Spades |
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Mightier
than Egypt's tombs,
Fairer than Grecia's, Roma's temples,
Prouder than Milan's statued, spired cathedral,
More picturesque than Rhenish castle-keeps,
We plan even now to raise, beyond them all,
Thy great cathedral sacred industry, no tomb,
A keep for life for practical invention.
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Walt Whitman - Leaves of Grass |
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"
MENALCAS
"As
moisture
to the corn, to ewes with young
Lithe willow, as arbute to the yeanling kids,
So sweet Amyntas, and none else, to me.
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Virgil - Eclogues |
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I
arrived here, at my brother's, only yesterday, after
fighting
my way
through Paisley and Kilmarnock, against those old powerful foes of
mine, the devil, the world, and the flesh--so terrible in the fields
of dissipation.
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| Source: |
Robert Burns |
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ON THE
EXTINCTION
OF THE VENETIAN REPUBLIC.
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| Source: |
Golden Treasury |
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All they wrought,
Unreasoning
they wrought, till I made clear
The laws of rising stars, and inference dim,
More hard to learn, of what their setting showed.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Aeschylus |
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Why no,
certainly
not.
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| Source: |
Aristophanes |
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"
"I don't see anything very striking in the fact that a woman of eighty
refuses to gamble,"
objected
Naroumov.
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Pushkin - Queen of Spades |
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II
O pale
Ophelia!
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Rimbaud - Poesie Completes |
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He
selected
his card--an ace.
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Pushkin - Queen of Spades |
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My blindness, my deafness to others shows
That only her I see, and hear, and bless,
And I offer her no false flatteries so,
For the heart more than the mouth gives word;
That in field, plain, hill, vale, though I go everywhere
I'd not discern all
qualities
in one sole body,
Only hers, where God sets them all today.
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| Source: |
Troubador Verse |
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My other friends and you much worse deserved:
The spouse, for taking me when quite unnerved,
And they, for giving
preference
base to gold,
To those pure joys--far better thought than told.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
La Fontaine |
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Pale ashes of the house of
Lancaster!
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Shakespeare |
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There, when hueless is the west
And the darkness hushes wide,
Where the lad lies down to rest
Stands the
troubled
dream beside.
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
AE Housman - A Shropshire Lad |
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{a}t
gou{er}neth
erthe {and} see / {and}
hath also {com}mau{n}dement?
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| Source: |
Chaucer - Boethius |
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[_The
procession
moves forward, past him_.
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| Source: |
Euripides - Alcestis |
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Even from his own paternal roof expell'd,
Some stranger ploughs his
patrimonial
field.
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| Source: |
Iliad - Pope |
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To learn more about the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation
and how your efforts and
donations
can help, see Sections 3 and 4
and the Foundation web page at http://www.
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| Source: |
Blake - Songs of Innocence, Songs of Experience |
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I visit these, to whose
indulgent
cares
I owe the nursing of my tender years:
For strife, I hear, has made that union cease
Which held so long that ancient pair in peace.
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Iliad - Pope |
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If you
do not charge
anything
for copies of this eBook, complying with the
rules is very easy.
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| Source: |
Beowulf |
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