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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O light impregnate with
exceeding
virtue!
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Dante - The Divine Comedy |
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"
Still he stood and eyed me hard,
An earnest and a grave regard:
"What, lad,
drooping
with your lot?
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AE Housman - A Shropshire Lad |
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Oh Thou who didst with Pitfall and with Gin
Beset the Road I was to wander in,
Thou wilt not with
Predestination
round
Enmesh me, and impute my Fall to Sin?
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Omar Khayyam - Rubaiyat |
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The pillow of this daring head
Is pungent evergreens;
His larder -- terse and militant --
Unknown, refreshing things;
His
character
a tonic,
His future a dispute;
Unfair an immortality
That leaves this neighbor out.
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Dickinson - Two - Complete |
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"_CON tal que las
costumbres
de un autor_," says Don Thomas de las
Torres, in the preface to his "Amatory Poems" _"sean puras y castas,
importo muy poco que no sean igualmente severas sus obras"_--meaning,
in plain English, that, provided the morals of an author are pure
personally, it signifies nothing what are the morals of his books.
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No lights are over the mesa,
The wind is hard and wild,
I stand at the
darkened
window
And cry like a child.
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Sara Teasdale |
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The very roughness of her
rendering is part of herself, and not lightly to be touched; for it
seems in many cases that she
intentionally
avoided the smoother and
more usual rhymes.
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Dickinson - Three - Complete |
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e
p{ro}uinces
ben harmed ey?
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Chaucer - Boethius |
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--Bahram of the Wild Ass--a
Sassanian
Sovereign--had also
his Seven Castles (like the King of Bohemia!
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Omar Khayyam - Rubaiyat |
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Anchorae in
effigiem
Crux tandem desinit ipsam,
Anchora fit tandem Crux tolerata diu.
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John Donne |
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The French Text
Un Coup de Des - Page 1
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UN COUP DE DES JAMAIS, QUAND BIEN MEME LANCE DANS DES CIRCONSTANCES ETERNELLES DU FOND D'UN NAUFRAGE, Soit que l'Abime blanchi, etale, furieux sous une inclinaison planche desesperement d'aile, la sienne, par avance retombee d'un mal a dresser le vol et couvrant les jaillissements, coupant au ras les bonds tres a l'interieur resume l'ombre enfouie dans la profondeur, par cette voile alternative jusqu'adapter sa beante profondeur entant que la coque d'un batiment penche de l'un ou l'autre bord
LE MAITRE, hors d'anciens calculs, ou la manoeuvre avec l'age oubliee surgi jadis, il empoignait la barre inferant de cette configuration a ses pieds de l'horizon unanime, que se prepare s'agite et mele au poing qui l'etreindrait, comme on menace un destin et les vents, l'unique Nombre, qui ne peut pas etre un autre Esprit, pour le jeter dans la tempete en reployer la division et passer fier; hesite, cadavre par le bras ecarte du secret qu'il detient plutot que de jouer, en maniaque: chenu la partie au nom des flots, un envahit le chef, coule en barbe, soumise naufrage, cela direct de l'homme sans nef, n'importe ou vaine
ancestralement a n'ouvrir pas la main crispee par dela l'inutile tete, legs en la disparition, a quelqu'un ambigu, l'ulterieur demon immemorial, ayant de contrees nulles induit le vieillard vers cette conjonction supreme avec la probabilite, celui son ombre puerile caressee et polie et rendue et lavee assouplie par la vague, et soustraite aux durs os perdus entre les ais ne d'un ebat, la mer par l'aieul tentant ou l'aieul contre la mer, une chance oiseuse, Fiancailles dont le voile d'illusion rejailli leur hantise, ainsi que le fantome d'un geste chancellera, s'affalera, folie N'ABOLIRA
COMME SI Une insinuation simple au silence, enroulee avec ironie, ou le mystere precipite, hurle, dans quelque proche tourbillon d'hilarite et d'horreur, voltige autour du gouffre sans le joncher ni fuir et en berce le vierge indice COMME SI
plume solitaire eperdue, sauf que la rencontre ou l'effleure une toque de minuit et immobilise au velours chiffonne par un esclaffement sonore, cette blancheur rigide, derisoire en opposition au ciel, trop pour ne pas marquer exigument quiconque prince amer de l'ecueil, s'en coiffe comme de l'heroique, irresistible mais contenu par sa petite raison, virile en foudre
soucieux expiatoire et pubere muet rire que SI La lucide et seigneuriale aigrette de vertige au front invisible scintille, puis ombrage, une stature mignonne tenebreuse, debout en sa torsion de sirene, le temps de souffleter, par d'impatientes squames ultimes, bifurquees, un roc faux manoir tout de suite evapore en brumes qui imposa une borne a l'infini
C'ETAIT LE NOMBRE, issu stellaire, EXISTAT-IL autrement qu'hallucination eparse, d'agonie; COMMENCAT-IL ET CESSAT-IL, sourdant que nie, et clos, quand apparu enfin, par quelque profusion repandue en rarete; SE CHIFFRAT-IL evidence de la somme, pour peu qu'une; ILLUMINAT-IL, CE SERAIT, pire non davantage ni moins indifferemment mais autant, LE HASARD Choit la plume, rythmique suspens du sinistre, s'ensevelir aux ecumes originelles nagueres, d'ou sursauta son delire jusqu'a une cime fletrie par la neutralite identique du gouffre
RIEN de la memorable crise ou se fut l'evenement accompli, en vue de tout resultat nul humain, N'AURA EU LIEU, une
elevation
ordinaire verse l'absence QUE LE LIEU inferieur clapotis quelconque, comme pour disperser l'acte vide abruptement, qui sinon par son mensonge eut fonde la perdition, dans ces parages du vague, en quoi toute realite se dissout
EXCEPTE a l'altitude PEUT-ETRE, aussi loin qu'un endroit fusionne avec au-dela, hors l'interet quant a lui signale, en general, selon telle obliquite, par telle declivite de feux, vers ce doit etre le Septentrion aussi Nord UNE CONSTELLATION froide d'oubli et de desuetude, pas tant qu'elle n'enumere, sur quelque surface vacante et superieure, le heurt successif, sideralement, d'un compte total en formation, veillant, doutant, roulant, brillant et meditant avant de s'arreter a quelque point dernier qui le sacre Toute pensee emet un Coup de Des.
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Mallarme - Poems |
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III
Old Friend,
farewell!
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James Russell Lowell |
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CONSTANCY TO AN IDEAL OBJECT
Since all that beat about in Nature's range,
Or veer or vanish; why should'st thou remain
The only constant in a world of change,
O yearning
Thought!
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Coleridge - Poems |
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Silently
we went round and round,
And through each hollow mind
The Memory of dreadful things
Rushed like a dreadful wind,
And Horror stalked before each man,
And Terror crept behind.
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Wilde - Poems |
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Singers, singing in lawless freedom,
Jokers,
pleasant
in word and deed,
Run free of false gold, alloy, come,
Men of wit - somewhat deaf indeed -
Hurry, be quick now, he's dying poor man.
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Villon |
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Only mouths widening with a still broad smile
Of comprehension, a strange knowing leer
At white men, at their vanity and guile,
An
understanding
that fills one with fear.
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Rilke - Poems |
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And Betty, half an hour ago,
On Johnny vile
reflections
cast:
"A little idle sauntering Thing!
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Wordsworth - 1 |
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And strange it was to see him pass
With a step so light and gay,
And strange it was to see him look
So
wistfully
at the day,
And strange it was to think that he
Had such a debt to pay.
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Wilde - Poems |
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_Braggart_
With careful step to keep his balance up
He reels on warily along the street,
Slabbering at mouth and with a
staggering
stoop
Mutters an angry look at all he meets.
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John Clare |
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"
"Wanderers eastward,
wanderers
west,
Know you why you cannot rest?
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AE Housman - A Shropshire Lad |
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payable to "Project Gutenberg Association/Carnegie-Mellon
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your annual (or equivalent
periodic)
tax return.
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Dickinson - One - Complete |
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{and} be
redoutable
by honoure.
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Chaucer - Boethius |
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When from the past I draw myself the while
I lose old traits as leaves of autumn fall;
I only know the radiance of thy smile,
Like the soft gleam of stars,
transforming
all.
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Rilke - Poems |
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e
Cardinales
twelue,
'God ?
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Adam Davy's Five Dreams about Edward II - 1389 |
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If any
disclaimer
or limitation set forth in this agreement violates the
law of the state applicable to this agreement, the agreement shall be
interpreted to make the maximum disclaimer or limitation permitted by
the applicable state law.
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Lear - Nonsense |
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Rossbach, post 65 Haupt et Pleitner putarunt
excidisse
ut quemadmodum amoebaeum carmen (20-58) nouem uersus
iuuenum praecedebant, eodem modo nouem sequerentur.
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Latin - Catullus |
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e
necessite
of ?
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Chaucer - Boethius |
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The sonnets of Les Antiquites provide a fascinating comment on the
Classical
Roman world as seen from the viewpoint of the French Renaissance.
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Du Bellay - The Ruins of Rome |
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If
farming do not appear eligible, I shall have
recourse
to my other
shift: but this to a friend.
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Robert Burns |
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A Carol Closing Sixty-Nine
A carol closing sixty-nine--a resume--a repetition,
My lines in joy and hope continuing on the same,
Of ye, O God, Life, Nature, Freedom, Poetry;
Of you, my Land--your rivers, prairies, States--you, mottled Flag I love,
Your
aggregate
retain'd entire--Of north, south, east and west, your
items all;
Of me myself--the jocund heart yet beating in my breast,
The body wreck'd, old, poor and paralyzed--the strange inertia
falling pall-like round me,
The burning fires down in my sluggish blood not yet extinct,
The undiminish'd faith--the groups of loving friends.
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Walt Whitman - Leaves of Grass |
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In their own
ateliers
often I 've visited them.
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Goethe - Erotica Romana |
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II
Unconquerably there must
As my hope hurls itself free
Burst on high and be lost
In silence and in fury
A voice alien to the wood
Or
followed
by no echo,
The bird one never could
Hear again in this life below.
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Mallarme - Poems |
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Many small donations
($1 to $5,000) are particularly important to
maintaining
tax exempt
status with the IRS.
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Poe - 5 |
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Unauthenticated
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Du Fu - 5 |
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He gaz'd into her eyes, and not a jot
Own'd they the
lovelorn
piteous appeal:
More, more he gaz'd: his human senses reel:
Some hungry spell that loveliness absorbs;
There was no recognition in those orbs.
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Keats - Lamia |
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The corpse of Rome lies here
entombed
in dust,
Her spirit gone to join, as all things must
The massy round's great spirit onward whirled.
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Du Bellay - The Ruins of Rome |
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The tapers slowly fade
Thou
speedest
from these halls,
Now that thy love is dead--
And sound of weeping falls.
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Stefan George - Selections from His Works and Others |
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a8
DOWN AND OUT By
Fullerton
L.
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Contemporary Verse - v01-02 |
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Keats |
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The
churches
built
under their umbrage shall be the churches of men and women.
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Whitman |
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And don't you see that changeableness
Is to find new grief with every
footstep?
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19th Century French Poetry |
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Wherefore take thou this booklet, such as 'tis, and O Virgin Patroness, may
it outlive
generations
more than one.
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Catullus - Carmina |
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Was it not enough, Stars, to have given me
This
marriage?
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Lascelles Abercrombie - Emblems of Love |
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If any disclaimer or
limitation
set forth in this agreement violates the
law of the state applicable to this agreement, the agreement shall be
interpreted to make the maximum disclaimer or limitation permitted by
the applicable state law.
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Epic of Gilgamesh |
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Even as now
God is
mistaken
by your doubting hearts.
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Lascelles Abercrombie - Emblems of Love |
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Now, for to see that in man's members dwells
Also the soul, and body ne'er is wont
To feel sensation by a "harmony"
Take this in chief: the fact that life remains
Oft in our limbs, when much of body's gone;
Yet that same life, when
particles
of heat,
Though few, have scattered been, and through the mouth
Air has been given forth abroad, forthwith
Forever deserts the veins, and leaves the bones.
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Lucretius |
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John Richmond, writer, was one of the poet's
earliest
and firmest
friends; he shared his room with him when they met in Edinburgh, and
did him many little offices of kindness and regard.
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Robert Burns |
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Meredith - Poems |
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Neither threats nor flames shall force our
doors; they shall open only on the
conditions
I have named.
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Aristophanes |
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All
Summarised
The Soul.
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Mallarme - Poems |
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No
sacrifice
shall he repent of ever!
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Faust, a Tragedy by Goethe |
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Nor took from that
dwelling
the duke of the Geats
save only the head and that hilt withal
blazoned with jewels: the blade had melted,
burned was the bright sword, her blood was so hot,
so poisoned the hell-sprite who perished within there.
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Beowulf, translated by Francis Gummere |
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O how
charmingly
Nature hath array'd thee
With the soft green grass and juicy clover,
And with corn-flowers blooming and luxuriant.
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Pushkin - Talisman |
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"
"I will go where I am wanted, for the sergeant does not mind;
He may be sick to see me but he treats me very kind:
He gives me beer and breakfast and a ribbon for my cap,
And I never knew a
sweetheart
spend her money on a chap.
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AE Housman - A Shropshire Lad |
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And after three and thirty years, during which my mother, and the
nurse, and the priest have all died, (the shadow of God be upon
their
spirits)
the soothsayer still lives.
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Khalil Gibran - Poems |
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LXXVI
Why is my verse so barren of new pride,
So far from
variation
or quick change?
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Shakespeare - Sonnets |
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[Sidenote A: The knight abides on the bank,]
[Sidenote B: and observes the "huge height,"]
[Sidenote C: with its
battlements
and watch towers.
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Gawaine and the Green Knight |
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Ma vienne omai, che gia tiene 'l confine
d'amendue li
emisperi
e tocca l'onda
sotto Sobilia Caino e le spine;
e gia iernotte fu la luna tonda:
ben ten de' ricordar, che non ti nocque
alcuna volta per la selva fonda>>.
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Dante - La Divina Commedia |
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Series
For the splendour of the day of
happinesses
in the air
To live the taste of colours easily
To enjoy loves so as to laugh
To open eyes at the final moment
She has every willingness.
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Paul Eluard - Poems |
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In most of her poems, particularly the later ones,
everything by way of punctuation was discarded, except numerous
dashes; and all
important
words began with capitals.
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Dickinson - Two - Complete |
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No, for she would neither touch bread nor cake; she is used to
licking
ambrosia
at the table of the gods.
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Aristophanes |
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George Lathrop - Dreams and Days |
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And, when I pause, still groves among,
(Such loveliness is mine) a throng
Of
nightingales
awake and strain
Their souls into a quivering song.
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Sarojini Naidu - Golden Threshold |
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when on Phyle's brow
Thou sat'st with
Thrasybulus
and his train,
Couldst thou forbode the dismal hour which now
Dims the green beauties of thine Attic plain?
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Byron - Childe Harold's Pilgrimage |
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The
poems were first
collected
by their author when he was twenty-sex years
old, and though never, until recently, well received by the critics, have
survived the test of NINE editions.
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Wilde - Poems |
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From pest on land, or death on ocean,
When
hurricanes
its surface fan,
O object of my fond devotion!
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Pushkin - Talisman |
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In this
controversy
the two parties at
times were curiously mingled.
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Alexander Pope |
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So, reader, as my hope is to return
Unto the holy triumph, for the which
I ofttimes wail my sins, and smite my breast,
Thou hadst been longer drawing out and thrusting
Thy finger in the fire, than I was, ere
The sign, that
followeth
Taurus, I beheld,
And enter'd its precinct.
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Dante - The Divine Comedy |
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For when the Fair in all their pride expire,
To their first Elements their Souls retire:
The Sprites of fiery
Termagants
in Flame
Mount up, and take a Salamander's name.
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Alexander Pope |
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Their height in heaven
comforts
not,
Their glory nought to me;
'T was best imperfect, as it was;
I 'm finite, I can't see.
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Dickinson - Two - Complete |
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THIS is just the kind of morning;
Balmy breaths o'er brook and tree
Make thine ear more keen and tender
Unto vows I hid for thee;
Sweet
petitions
softly dawning.
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And next to him malicious Envie rode,
Upon a
ravenous
wolfe, and still did chaw
Betweene his cankred teeth a venemous tode,
That all the poison ran about his chaw; 265
But inwardly he chawed his owne maw
At neighbours wealth, that made him ever sad;
For death it was when any good he saw,
And wept, that cause of weeping none he had,
But when he heard of harme, he wexed wondrous glad.
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ministry
1870; ministers 1824.
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Shelley |
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I never took my eyes off my father's pen as it
travelled
slowly over the
paper.
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Pushkin - Daughter of the Commandant |
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cetera, quae uacuas
tenuissent
carmine mentes,
omnia iam uulgata: quis aut Eurysthea durum,
aut inlaudati nescit Busiridis aras?
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Oxford Book of Latin Verse |
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What groves or lawns
Held you, ye Dryad-maidens, when for love-
Love all
unworthy
of a loss so dear-
Gallus lay dying?
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Virgil - Eclogues |
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Among the troops who
were trained in the Greek
discipline
his Epirotes ranked high.
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Well was the crime, and well the
vengeance
spared;
Even power immense had found such battle hard.
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Iliad - Pope |
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We know, indeed, that in
modern times a very similar story actually found credence among a
people much more
civilized
than the Romans of the fifth century
before Christ.
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I saw the old man gasp as if for breath while
he threw himself amid the crowd; but I thought that the intense agony of
his
countenance
had, in some measure, abated.
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Poe - 5 |
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from the public domain (does not contain a notice indicating that it is
posted with permission of the
copyright
holder), the work can be copied
and distributed to anyone in the United States without paying any fees
or charges.
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Say, is it Love, that was divinity,
Who hath left his godhead that his home might be The
shameless
rose of her unclouded heart?
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Ezra-Pound-Provenca-English |
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If I
renounced
her love, she'd scorn me:
She ought not, for love it is adorns me.
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Troubador Verse |
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Girls, lovers, youngsters, fresh to hand,
Dancers,
tumblers
that leap like lambs,
Agile as arrows, like shots from a cannon,
Throats tinkling, clear as bells on rams,
Will you leave him here, your poor old Villon?
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Villon |
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Dark Mother, always gliding near, with soft feet,
Have none chanted for thee a chant of fullest
welcome?
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Whitman |
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" Onward, this said, he mov'd;
And ent'ring led me with him on the bounds
Of the first circle, that
surrounds
th' abyss.
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Dante - The Divine Comedy |
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Public domain books are our gateways to the past,
representing
a wealth of history, culture and knowledge that's often difficult to discover.
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Meredith - Poems |
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We Have Created the Night
We have created the night I hold your hand I watch
I sustain you with all my powers
I engrave in rock the star of your powers
Deep furrows where your body's goodness fruits
I recall your hidden voice your public voice
I smile still at the proud woman
You treat like a beggar
The madness you respect the simplicity you bathe in
And in my head which gently blends with yours with the night
I wonder at the
stranger
you become
A stranger resembling you resembling everything I love
One that is always new.
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Paul Eluard - Poems |
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From sad
thoughts
that follow,
I cannot win free.
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Troubador Verse |
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Then Egelred dyd in a declynie
Hys launce uprere with all hys myghte ameine,
And strok
Fitzport
upon the dexter eye,
And at his pole the spear came out agayne.
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Thomas Chatterton - Rowley Poems |
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Their arms, their gradations of rank, their
order of battle, their method of intrenchment, were all of Latin
origin, and had all been
gradually
brought near to perfection,
not by the study of foreign models, but by the genius and
experience of many generations of great native commanders.
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Macaulay - Lays of Ancient Rome |
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Arthur in low, deep tones, with simple words of great
authority bound them to him with such
wonderfully
rigid vows that when
they rose from their knees one after the other, some of them looked as
pale as if a ghost had passed by them, others were flushed in their
faces, and yet others seemed dazed and blind with their awe as if not
fully awake.
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Tennyson |
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NOTHING earthly save the ray
(Thrown back from
flowers)
of Beauty's eye,
As in those gardens where the day
Springs from the gems of Circassy--
O!
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Edgar Allen Poe |
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or the
skin bone or any other parte of any dead person, to be imployed
or used in any manner of
Witchcrafte
Sorcerie Charme or
Inchantment.
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Ben Jonson - The Devil's Association |
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And men contending to ensepulchre
Pile upon pile the throng of their own dead:
And weary with woe and weeping
wandered
home;
And then the most would take to bed from grief.
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Lucretius |
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Many and subtle are my lays,
The latest better than the first,
For I can mend the
happiest
days
And charm the anguish of the worst.
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Emerson - Poems |
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Thou canst not ask me with thee here to roam
Over these hills and vales, where no joy is,--
Empty of
immortality
and bliss!
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Keats - Lamia |
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Why this fair
creature
chose so fairily
By the wayside to linger, we shall see;
But first 'tis fit to tell how she could muse
And dream, when in the serpent prison-house,
Of all she list, strange or magnificent:
How, ever, where she will'd, her spirit went;
Whether to faint Elysium, or where
Down through tress-lifting waves the Nereids fair
Wind into Thetis' bower by many a pearly stair;
Or where God Bacchus drains his cups divine,
Stretch'd out, at ease, beneath a glutinous pine;
Or where in Pluto's gardens palatine
Mulciber's columns gleam in far piazzian line.
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Keats - Lamia |
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I know, I know I should not see
The season's
glorious
show,
Nor would its brightness shine for me;
Nor its wild music flow;
But if, around my place of sleep,
The friends I love should come to weep,
They might not haste to go.
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Poe - 5 |
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