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Soone as the erlie maten belle was tolde,
And sonne was come to byd us all good daie,
Bothe armies on the feeld, both brave and bolde,
Prepar'd for fyghte in
champyon
arraie.
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THE husband ev'ry way was armed so well,
He four such men as Andrew could repel;
In quest of succour howsoe'er he went:
To kill him surely William never meant,
But only take an ear, or what the Turks,
Those savage beasts, cut off from Nature's works;
Which doubtless must be infinitely worse
Infernal practice and
continual
curse.
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La Fontaine |
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And yet I've marked as blue a pair
Following
the doves across the square
At Venice by the sea.
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Elizabeth Browning |
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They tolled the one bell only,
Groom there was none to see,
The mourners
followed
after,
And so to church went she,
And would not wait for me.
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AE Housman - A Shropshire Lad |
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XXX
As the sown field its fresh greenness shows,
From that greenness the green shoot is born,
From the shoot there flowers an ear of corn,
From the ear, yellow grain, sun-ripened glows:
And as, in due season, the farmer mows
The waving locks, from the gold furrow shorn
Lays them in lines, and to the light of dawn
On the bare field, a thousand sheaves he shows:
So the Roman Empire grew by degrees,
Till barbarous power brought it to its knees,
Leaving only these ancient ruins behind,
That all and sundry pillage: as those who glean,
Following step by step, the
leavings
find,
That after the farmer's passage may be seen.
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Du Bellay - The Ruins of Rome |
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_139_
I give the first stanza of this poem in the effective
paraphrase
of
Herrick, and the first two stanzas in the rather diffuse rendering of
Byron.
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Oxford Book of Latin Verse |
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caesariem tunc forte Venus subnixa corusco
fingebat
solio.
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Oxford Book of Latin Verse |
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Five score
thousand
Franks swooned on the earth and fell.
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Chanson de Roland |
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(_To
himself_)
I suppose not.
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Euripides - Alcestis |
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It 's far, far treasure to surmise,
And
estimate
the pearl
That slipped my simple fingers through
While just a girl at school!
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Dickinson - Two - Complete |
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But there's no bottome, none
In my Voluptuousnesse: Your Wiues, your Daughters,
Your Matrons, and your Maides, could not fill vp
The Cesterne of my Lust, and my Desire
All
continent
Impediments would ore-beare
That did oppose my will.
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shakespeare-macbeth |
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O lover, in this radiant world
Whence is the race of mortal men, 10
So frail, so mighty, and so fond,
That fleets into the vast
unknown?
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Sappho |
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= 'The four Inns of Court, Gray's
Inn, Lincoln's Inn, the Inner, and the Middle Temple, have alone
the right of admitting persons to practise as barristers, and
that rank can only be attained by keeping the
requisite
number
of terms as a student at one of those Inns.
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Ben Jonson - The Devil's Association |
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The insult bred
More of
contempt
than hatred; both are flown;
That either e'er existed is my shame:
'Twas a dull spark--a most unnatural fire
That died the moment the air breathed upon it.
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Wordsworth - 1 |
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dissolue frigus ligna super foco
large reponens atque benignius
deprome
quadrimum
Sabina,
o Thaliarche, merum diota.
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Oxford Book of Latin Verse |
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e emperour 289
went in to
euffamyans
hous;
They axyd hym of syche a man;
he sayde he knwe there of noone.
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Adam Davy's Five Dreams about Edward II - 1389 |
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Thus, my dear muses, again you've beguiled the
monotony
for me.
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Goethe - Erotica Romana |
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It was refurbished in the reign of Taizong and served as a summer palace during his reign and that of his
successor
Gaozong.
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Du Fu - 5 |
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In the
juvescence
of the year
Came Christ the tiger
In depraved May, dogwood and chestnut, flowering Judas,
To be eaten, to be divided, to be drunk
Among whispers; by Mr.
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T.S. Eliot |
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With powers united, obstinately bold,
Invade him, couch'd amid the scaly fold;
Instant he wears, elusive of the rape,
The mimic force of every savage shape;
Or glides with liquid lapse a
murmuring
stream,
Or, wrapp'd in flame, he glows at every limb.
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Odyssey - Pope |
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Its
business
office is located at
809 North 1500 West, Salt Lake City, UT 84116, (801) 596-1887, email
business@pglaf.
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Latin - Catullus |
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Those gods you
endlessly
weep will return!
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19th Century French Poetry |
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namelyche
to a
corage inmortel.
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Chaucer - Boethius |
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complying
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George Lathrop - Dreams and Days |
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75, notices that the white chalk quarry at
Thetford
can be
seen from Stockworth Mill, which seems to show that if Tennyson did take
the mill from Trumpington he must also have had his mind on Thetford
Mill.
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Tennyson |
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' Aquinas goes on to show that
any other
relation
as of part to whole, or mover to thing moved, is
unthinkable, _Summa_ I.
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John Donne |
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alike unfit
For healthy joy and
salutary
pain:
Thou knowest the chase useless, and again
Turnest to follow it.
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Christina Rossetti |
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" He thus made reply:
"Philosophy, to an attentive ear,
Clearly points out, not in one part alone,
How imitative nature takes her course
From the
celestial
mind and from its art:
And where her laws the Stagyrite unfolds,
Not many leaves scann'd o'er, observing well
Thou shalt discover, that your art on her
Obsequious follows, as the learner treads
In his instructor's step, so that your art
Deserves the name of second in descent
From God.
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Dante - The Divine Comedy |
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A sudden spasm shook his frame,
And in his ears there went and came
A sound as of
devouring
flame.
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Matthews - Poems of American Patriotism |
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Then, again,
Whatever abides eternal must indeed
Either repel all strokes, because 'tis made
Of solid body, and permit no entrance
Of aught with power to sunder from within
The parts compact--as are those seeds of stuff
Whose nature we've exhibited before;
Or else be able to endure through time
For this: because they are from blows exempt,
As is the void, the which abides untouched,
Unsmit by any stroke; or else because
There is no room around, whereto things can,
As 'twere, depart in
dissolution
all,--
Even as the sum of sums eternal is,
Without or place beyond whereto things may
Asunder fly, or bodies which can smite,
And thus dissolve them by the blows of might.
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Lucretius |
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THE LEVELLED CHURCHYARD
"O PASSENGER, pray list and catch
Our sighs and piteous groans,
Half stifled in this jumbled patch
Of
wrenched
memorial stones!
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Thomas Hardy - Poems of the Past and Present |
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And could
Oblivion
set my soul
From all her troubled visions free,
I'd dash to earth the sweetest bowl
That drowned a single thought of thee.
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Byron |
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Tired with kisses sweet,
They agree to meet
When the silent sleep
Waves o'er heaven's deep,
And the weary tired
wanderers
weep.
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Blake - Songs of Innocence, Songs of Experience |
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Chaucer - Troilius and Criseyde |
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Still, like a
spreading
ulcer, which leech-craft may not cure,
Let your foul usance eat away the substance of the poor.
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Macaulay - Lays of Ancient Rome |
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2305-2339); I
promised
thee a stroke, and thou hast it, so hold
thee well pleased.
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Gawaine and the Green Knight |
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"
So all the
children
of each family thanked their parents; and, making in
all forty-nine polite bows, they went into the wide world.
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Lear - Nonsense |
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For, lo,
At no time did they cease one from another
To catch contagion of the greedy plague,--
As though but woolly flocks and horned herds;
And this in chief would heap the dead on dead:
For who forbore to look to their own sick,
O these (too eager of life, of death afeard)
Would then, soon after, slaughtering Neglect
Visit with
vengeance
of evil death and base--
Themselves deserted and forlorn of help.
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Lucretius |
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Ben Jonson, therefore, was about
nine years younger than Shakespeare, and he survived
Shakespeare
about
twenty-one years, dying in August, 1637.
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Ben Jonson - Discoveries Made Upon Men, and Some Poems |
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[21] I say nothing of the
difficulty
of _limen sali_.
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Oxford Book of Latin Verse |
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To whom the Angel with a smile that glow'd
Celestial
rosie red, Loves proper hue,
Answer'd.
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Milton |
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My
alteration
of it, in Johnson's, is not much
better.
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Robert Forst |
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It is psychologically
impossible
that the mind of Bacon
should have produced _Hamlet_; but the impossibility is even more
clamant when it comes to supposing that several poets, not in
collaboration, but in haphazard succession, could produce a poem of vast
sweeping unity and superbly consistent splendour of style.
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Lascelle Abercrombie |
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XXIX
When in
disgrace
with fortune and men's eyes
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself, and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featur'd like him, like him with friends possess'd,
Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts my self almost despising,
Haply I think on thee,-- and then my state,
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate;
For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
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Shakespeare - Sonnets |
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XXXII
To hear, yet more to see, so foul a wrong,
Disturbed
the Child and damsels' placid air
And beauteous visage, whose bold hearts and strong
No less compassionate than valiant were.
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Ariosoto - Orlando Furioso |
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indocilis
rerum, uicinae nescius urbis,
adspectu fruitur liberiore poli.
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Oxford Book of Latin Verse |
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It is plain that they interfere with the regular
argument
of the poem.
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| Source: |
Alexander Pope |
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Here Sappho was the
acknowledged
queen of song--revered,
studied, imitated, served, adored by a little court of attendants and
disciples, loved and hymned by Alcaeus, and acclaimed by her fellow
craftsmen throughout Greece as the wonder of her age.
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Sappho |
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20
Nor come a velvet Justice with a long
Great traine of blew coats, twelve, or fourteen strong,
Wilt thou grin or fawne on him, or prepare
A speech to Court his
beautious
sonne and heire!
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John Donne |
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Sundays and
Tuesdays
he fasts and sighs,
His teeth are as sharp as the rats' below,
After dry bread, and no gateaux,
Water for soup that floats his guts along.
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Villon |
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FAUST:
Wenn ihr's nicht fuhlt, ihr werdet's nicht erjagen,
Wenn es nicht aus der Seele dringt
Und mit
urkraftigem
Behagen
Die Herzen aller Horer zwingt.
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| Source: |
Goethe - Faust- Der Tragödie erster Teil |
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Behold, on the lakes, thy pilots at their wheels, thy oarsmen,
How the ash writhes under those
muscular
arms!
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| Source: |
Walt Whitman - Leaves of Grass |
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'34 Maevius:'
a
poetaster
whose name has been handed down by Virgil and Horace.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Alexander Pope |
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As the last image of that troubled heap,
When sense subsides, and fancy sports in sleep
(Though past the
recollection
of the thought),
Becomes the stuff of which our dream is wrought:
Something as dim to our internal view,
Is thus, perhaps, the cause of most we do.
| Guess: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Pope - Essay on Man |
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What Daniel of their
thousands
hath reveal'd
With finite number infinite conceals.
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Dante - The Divine Comedy |
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I have heard the
mermaids
singing, each to each.
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
T.S. Eliot |
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[ALONSO,
SEBASTIAN
etc.
| Guess: |
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| Source: |
Shakespeare |
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Half-past two,
The street-lamp said,
"Remark the cat which
flattens
itself in the gutter,
Slips out its tongue
And devours a morsel of rancid butter.
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| Source: |
Eliot - Rhapsody on a Windy Night |
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How cordial is the
mystery!
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Dickinson - Two - Complete |
|
The coming of the
first robin was a jubilee beyond crowning of monarch or
birthday
of
pope; the first red leaf hurrying through "the altered air," an
epoch.
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Dickinson - Two - Complete |
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I shall be a benefactor if I conquer some realms from the night, if I
report to the gazettes
anything
transpiring about us at that season
worthy of their attention,--if I can show men that there is some
beauty awake while they are asleep,--if I add to the domains of
poetry.
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| Source: |
Thoreau - Excursions and Poems |
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Three days in the
cathedral
did I visit
His corpse, escorted thither by all Uglich.
| Guess: |
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| Source: |
Pushkin - Boris Gudonov |
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"
It was the desire of beauty that made her a poet; her "nerves of
delight" were always
quivering
at the contact of beauty.
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| Source: |
Sarojini Naidu - Golden Threshold |
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not alone these
swelling
tears,
Mute thanks and secret ecstasy!
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| Source: |
Coleridge - Poems |
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thou little dream'st how grievous 'tis,
Emerging from the crowd, and at the top
Arrived, to feel that there is _something_ still
Above our heads; something,
nothing!
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| Source: |
Hugo - Poems |
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Time
consumes
words, like love.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Paul Eluard - Poems |
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It is a
perilous
tale!
| Guess: |
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| Source: |
Coleridge - Lyrical Ballads |
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Beguiling thus the wonder,
The wondrous nearer drew;
Hands bustled at the
moorings
--
The crowd respectful grew.
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| Source: |
Dickinson - Three - Complete |
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I taught thy heart beyond the reach
Of ritual, bible, or of speech;
Wrote in thy mind's transparent table,
As far as the incommunicable;
Taught thee each private sign to raise
Lit by the
supersolar
blaze.
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| Source: |
Emerson - Poems |
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And thus to Betty's question, he
Made answer, like a
traveller
bold,
(His very words I give to you,)
"The cocks did crow to-whoo, to-whoo,
"And the sun did shine so cold.
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Coleridge - Lyrical Ballads |
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For me,
You stand poised
In the blue and buoyant air,
Cinctured by bright winds,
Treading
the sunlight.
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| Source: |
Imagists |
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And down the streams which clove those mountains vast, _345
Around their inland islets, and amid
The panther-peopled forests whose shade cast
Darkness and odours, and a pleasure hid
In melancholy gloom, the pinnace passed;
By many a star-surrounded pyramid _350
Of icy crag
cleaving
the purple sky,
And caverns yawning round unfathomably.
| Guess: |
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| Source: |
Shelley |
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Their master
exhausted
himself in useless struggle,
While in the blood-wet foam they stained their bridles.
| Guess: |
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| Source: |
Racine - Phaedra |
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H^c est qiue toties
ifrimica»
ambrm fugaTity
At sab qui eiTcs otia lenU tenmt.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Marvell - Poems |
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Wait a little; we are going to install Plutus presently in the
place he formerly
occupied
behind the Temple of Athene;[811] there he
will watch over our treasures for ever.
| Guess: |
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| Source: |
Aristophanes |
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The series of animated things
Thou bidst pass by me,
teaching
me to know
My brothers in the waters, woods, and air.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Faust, a Tragedy by Goethe |
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To
Mandricardo
my fair argument
It now behoves me, in his turn, to veer
He happily enjoyed, his rival spent,
The beauty, left in Europe without peer,
Since fair Angelica from hence had wended,
And virtuous Isabel to heaven ascended.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Ariosoto - Orlando Furioso |
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But who is
to
determine
exactly which words are spelt according to the poet's own
instructions, and which according to the printer's whim?
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Milton |
|
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| Source: |
Paul Eluard - Poems |
|
The
copyright
laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Khalil Gibran - Poems |
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that to these were given such
peaceful
shades
As Greece can still bestow, though Glory fly her glades.
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Source: |
Byron - Childe Harold's Pilgrimage |
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how else from bonds be freed,
Or
otherwhere
find gods so nigh to aid?
| Guess: |
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| Question: |
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| Answer: |
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| Source: |
Virgil - Eclogues |
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"
CLXXIV
But Rollant felt that death had made a way
Down from his head till on his heart it lay;
Beneath a pine running in haste he came,
On the green grass he lay there on his face;
His olifant and sword beneath him placed,
Turning his head towards the pagan race,
Now this he did, in truth, that Charles might say
(As he desired) and all the Franks his race;--
'Ah, gentle count;
conquering
he was slain!
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Chanson de Roland |
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Even now
I see some
bondmaid
there, her death-shorn brow
Bending beneath its freight of well-water.
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Euripides - Electra |
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I'll take him in hand
tomorrow
and
make much of him.
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Kipling - Poems |
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I spurn the Past, my mind
disdains
its nod,
Nor kneels in homage to so mean a God.
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Emerson - Poems |
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Deare Thom: 'Tell her, if she to hired
servants
shew.
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John Donne |
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* * * * *
NOTE: The Old English "yogh"
characters
have been translated both
upper and lower-case yoghs to digit 3's.
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Gawaine and the Green Knight |
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In the 'errata' of the edition of 1836 this is
corrected
to "fresh
sprigs.
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Wordsworth - 1 |
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By the next
kindling
of the day,
My Julia, thou shalt see,
Ere Ave-Mary thou canst say
I'll come and visit thee.
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Robert Herrick |
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Dies Wunder wirkt auf so
verschiedne
Leute
Der Dichter nur; mein Freund, o tu es heute!
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Goethe - Faust- Der Tragödie erster Teil |
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Text and
interpretation
uncertain.
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Epic of Gilgamesh |
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Then the
instinct
of the chase flared up.
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Kipling - Poems |
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255
Brandisht some of the maids their thyrsi sheathed of spear-point,
Some snatcht limbs and joints of sturlings rended to pieces,
These girt necks and waists with writhing bodies of vipers,
Those wi' the gear enwombed in crates dark orgies ordained--
Orgies that ears prophane must vainly lust for o'er hearing-- 260
Others with palms on high smote hurried strokes on the cymbal,
Or from the polisht brass woke thin-toned
tinkling
music,
While from the many there boomed and blared hoarse blast of the
horn-trump,
And with its horrid skirl loud shrilled the barbarous bag-pipe,
Showing such varied forms, that richly-decorate couch-cloth 265
Folded in strait embrace the bedding drapery-veiled.
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Catullus - Carmina |
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Aye, she would not give
My soul to a sad old age,
mourning
for thee.
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Euripides - Alcestis |
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Blake - Songs of Innocence, Songs of Experience |
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That ev'ry guest might learn to suit his taste,
Behind had Conscience, real or mock'ry, placed;
Conscience
a guide who every evil spies,
But royal nurses early pluck out both his eyes!
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Hugo - Poems |
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Already the Arcadian cavalry and the brave
Etruscan
together
hold the appointed ground.
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Virgil - Aeneid |
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Musa gloriam Coronat,
gloriaque
musam.
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Pushkin - Boris Gudonov |
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"
Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North,
The birth-place of Valour, the country of Worth;
Wherever I wander,
wherever
I rove,
The hills of the Highlands for ever I love.
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Robert Burns - Poems and Songs |
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