LXXI
No longer mourn for me when I am dead
Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell
Give warning to the world that I am fled
From this vile world with vilest worms to dwell:
Nay, if you read this line,
remember
not
The hand that writ it, for I love you so,
That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot,
If thinking on me then should make you woe.
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So with curious eyes and sick surmise
We watched him day by day,
And wondered if each one of us
Would end the self-same way,
For none can tell to what red Hell
His
sightless
soul may stray.
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_I watch thee as thou art,
I will accept thy
fainting
heart, be strong.
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who knows what
thoughts
these small heads hold?
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Hugo - Poems |
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Note: Ixion tried to seduce Juno, but Jupiter
substituted
a cloud for her person.
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Ronsard |
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We saw thee shine in youth and beauty's pride,
And virtue's light, that beams beyond the spheres;
But like the sun eclips'd at morning tide,
Thou left'st us
darkling
in a world of tears.
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Robert Burns |
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The Lion
Wild Animals
'Wild Animals'
Caspar Luyken,
Christoph
Weigel, 1695 - 1705, The Rijksmuseun
O lion, miserable image
Of kings lamentably chosen,
Now you're only born in a cage
In Hamburg, among the Germans.
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Appoloinaire |
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Leonor
To what can you
pretend?
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Corneille - Le Cid |
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' quoth Love)
"`I saw a man sit by a corse;
`Hell's in the murderer's breast:
remorse!
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Sidney Lanier |
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-- Once on a time the Rose of Spring blushed out
But Winter angrily
withdrew
it back
Into his rough new-bursten husk, and shut
The stern husk-leaves, and hid it many years.
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Sidney Lanier |
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Your fathers' guilt you still must pay,
Till, Roman, you restore each shrine,
Each temple,
mouldering
in decay,
And smoke-grimed statue, scarce divine.
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Chayne thousand vassalls in like thrall with mee,
W^{ch} in thy glory mayst thou still despise, 10
As the poore Trophyes of that victory
Which thou hast onely purchasd by thine eyes;
And when thy Triumphs so
extended
are
That there is nought left to bee conquered,
Mayst thou with the great Monarchs mournfull care 15
Weepe that thine Hono^{rs} are so limited;
So thy disdayne may melt it selfe to love
By an unlookd for and a wondrous change,
W^{ch} to thy selfe above the rest must prove
In all th'effects of love paynefully strange, 20
While wee thy scorned subjects live to see
Thee love the whole world, none of it love thee.
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John Donne |
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If our Prince still grudges the things that are easy to give,[38]
Can he hope that his
soldiers
will give what is hardest to give?
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Waley - 170 Chinese Poems |
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There was a king reigned in the East:
There, when kings will sit to feast,
They get their fill before they think
With
poisoned
meat and poisoned drink.
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PROMETHEUS
Ay--if in season one apply their salve,
Not
scorching
wrath's proud flesh with caustic tongue.
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Aeschylus |
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gylpe
wiðgrīpan
(_fulfil my promise of battle_),
2522.
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e whiche lorde it
is a
souerayne
fredom to be gouerned by ?
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3
The singer ceas'd,
One glance swept from her clear calm eyes o'er all those upturn'd faces,
Strange sea of prison faces, a
thousand
varied, crafty, brutal,
seam'd and beauteous faces,
Then rising, passing back along the narrow aisle between them,
While her gown touch'd them rustling in the silence,
She vanish'd with her children in the dusk.
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His _1635-69_]
[224
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rushes _1639-69_]
[226 still _1635-69_, _Q_, _and other MSS.
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Nay, they will hire fellows to flatter them
with suits and suppers, and to
prostitute
their judgments.
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O rustle not, ye verdant oaken
branches!
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The subject of free-verse is too
complicated
to be discussed here.
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Imagists |
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"
Thenne FLORENCE, fault'ring ynne her saie,
Tremblynge these wordyes spoke,
"Ah, cruele
EDWARDE!
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Thomas Chatterton - Rowley Poems |
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I am
tolerably
pleased with these verses, but as I have only a sketch
of the tune, I leave it with you to try if they suit the measure of
the music.
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Robert Burns |
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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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But now our
fortunes
be
Not such as ask for mirth or revelry.
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Euripides - Alcestis |
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POEMS
"Love and nature, life, and b ts of the Orient
diversify
these panes; the songs are tuneful, often spiritual, always melodic and pleasing.
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Contemporary Verse - v01-02 |
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Ce est la somme de la chose:
Car quant il vit qu'il ne porroit
Acomplir
ce qu'il desirroit,
Et qu'il i fu si pris par sort,
Qu'il n'en pooit avoir confort
En nule guise, n'en nul sens,
Il perdi d'ire tout le sens, 1510
Et fu mors en poi de termine.
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Chaucer - Romuant of the Rose |
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He spake, and drawing nigh, with his rais'd foot, 280
Insolent
as he was and brutish, smote
Ulysses' haunch, yet shook not from his path
The firm-set Chief, who, doubtful, mused awhile
Whether to rush on him, and with his staff
To slay him, or uplifting him on high,
Downward to dash him headlong; but his wrath
Restraining, calm he suffer'd the affront.
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Odyssey - Cowper |
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e
enge{n}drynge
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DRINKING
SONG
See the waters of the Yellow River leap down from Heaven,
Roll away to the deep sea and never turn again!
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Li Po |
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If when the clockticks counted sixty,
when the heartbeats of the Republic
came to a stop for a minute,
if the Boy had happened to sit up,
happening to sit up as Lazarus sat up, in the story,
then the first shivering language to drip off his mouth
might have come as, "Thank God," or "Am I
dreaming?
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American Poetry - 1922 - A Miscellany |
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One could
almost imagine that Euripides had not yet conceived that bad opinion of
the sex which so many of the
subsequent
dramas exhibit.
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Euripides - Alcestis |
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Though high ABOVE the sun of glory glow,
And far BENEATH the earth and ocean spread,
ROUND him are icy rocks, and loudly blow
Contending
tempests
on his naked head,
And thus reward the toils which to those summits led.
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Byron - Childe Harold's Pilgrimage |
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Have you so little
knowledge
of his heart's reality?
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Racine - Phaedra |
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Loosed on the flowers Siroces to my bane,
And the wild boar upon my crystal
springs!
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Virgil - Eclogues |
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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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Emulously
they renew the feast, and, glad at the high omen, array
the flagons and engarland the wine.
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Virgil - Aeneid |
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= Walking-sticks of various sorts are
mentioned during the
sixteenth
and seventeenth centuries.
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Ben Jonson - The Devil's Association |
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Of all things that life or perhaps my temperament
has given me I prize the gift of
laughter
as beyond price.
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Sarojini Naidu - Golden Threshold |
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I
would not have had you offer up the poorest rag that
lingered
upon the
stript shoulders of little Alice Fell, to have atoned all their
malice; I would not have given 'em a red cloak to save their souls.
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William Wordsworth |
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Affrighted
mothers stray about the vast house, and
cling fast to the doors and print them with kisses.
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Virgil - Aeneid |
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'John,' she said, growing very pale, 'here are all the letters you ever
wrote me from your
earliest
boyhood.
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Yeats |
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Si disse prima; e poi: <
di nominar ciascun, da ch'e si munta
nostra
sembianza
via per la dieta.
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Dante - La Divina Commedia |
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Men
oftentimes
prepare a lot _270
Which ere it finds them, is not what
Suits with their genuine station.
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CXXXV
Thither returns Rogero, where apart
Is he, the brother of his lady fair;
And vows himself his friend, with
generous
heart,
In good or evil fortune, everywhere.
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Ariosoto - Orlando Furioso |
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"God save thee, ancient
Mariner!
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Coleridge - Poems |
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All that, of old, Eurotas, happy stream,
Heard, as Apollo mused upon the lyre,
And bade his laurels learn, Silenus sang;
Till from Olympus, loth at his approach,
Vesper, advancing, bade the
shepherds
tell
Their tale of sheep, and pen them in the fold.
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sēl =
_better_
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Beowulf |
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There we heard the breath among the grasses
And the gurgle of soft-running water,
Well contented with the
spacious
starlight,
The cool wind's touch and the deep blue distance,
Till the dawn came in with golden sandals.
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Sappho |
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I have not translated the vidas, or
biographical
lives of the poets, which are highly unreliable, though charming as legend, but have referred to them where relevant.
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Troubador Verse |
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Its stem will stretch to the length of
three or four feet--thus preserving its head above water
in the
swellings
of the river.
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Edgar Allen Poe |
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Hast thou
forgotten
that noble deed, by which
thou didst gain a regal wedlock, than which none dared other deeds bolder?
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Catullus - Carmina |
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Whan thys man chyllde was borne,
Fayne were here frendys therforne;
Theye bare the chylde to chirche A none, 41
And
crystenyd
hyt in the Font stone.
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Adam Davy's Five Dreams about Edward II - 1389 |
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Ilk ghaist that haunts auld ha' or chaumer,
Ye gipsy-gang that deal in glamour,
And you, deep-read in hell's black grammar,
Warlocks and witches,
Ye'll quake at his conjuring hammer,
Ye
midnight
bitches.
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Robert Burns - Poems and Songs |
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Howe'er rich no rarity was absent, it seemed,
Fruit blushed upon the side-boards, groaning 'neath rich meats,
With all the dainties palate ever dreamed
In lavishness to waste--for
dwellers
in the streets
Of cities, whether Troy, or Tyre, or Ispahan,
Consume, in point of cost, food at a single meal
Much less than what is spread before this crowned man---
Who rules his couchant nation with a rod of steel,
And whose servitors' chiefest arts it was to squeeze
The world's full teats into his royal helpless mouth.
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Victor Hugo - Poems |
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Thus, while with rapid lips and earnest eyes _1765
We talked, a sound of sweeping conflict spread
As from the earth did suddenly arise;
From every tent roused by that clamour dread,
Our bands
outsprung
and seized their arms--we sped
Towards the sound: our tribes were gathering far.
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Shelley |
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And, again, there flit
Voices through houses' hedging walls of stone;
Odour seeps through, and cold, and heat of fire
That's wont to
penetrate
even strength of iron.
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Lucretius |
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--Oh, childish
thought!
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Thomas Hardy - Poems of the Past and Present |
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Fling the golden portals wide,
The Bridegroom comes to his promised Bride;
Draw the gold-stiff
curtains
aside,
Let them look on each other's face,
She in her meekness, he in his pride,--
Day wears apace.
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Baudelaire - Fleurs Du Mal |
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That soul will hate the ev'ning mist,
So often lovely, and will list
To the sound of the coming
darkness
(known
To those whose spirits hearken) as one
Who, in a dream of night, _would_ fly
But _cannot_ from a danger nigh.
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Edgar Allen Poe |
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Was it not
madness?
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Aeschylus |
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"We sing old Sagas, songs of weal and woe,
Mystic because too cheaply understood;
Dark sayings are not ours; men hear and know,
See Evil weak, see
strength
alone in Good,
Yet hope to stem God's fire with walls of tow.
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Matthews - Poems of American Patriotism |
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You
bewitched
the rivers, flowers and woods,
With your lyre, in vain but beguilingly,
Yet not what your soul felt, the beauty
That dealt what was festering in your blood.
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Ronsard |
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But there upon the sanded floor,
More
wonderful
in all that store
Than anything on slab or shelf,
Stood Miles, the fishmonger, himself.
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Abercrombie - Georgian Poetry 1920-22 |
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"The above, which was written some time ago,
scarcely
applies to the
Poem, 'Descriptive Sketches', as it now stands.
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Wordsworth - 1 |
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I have not come here to demand my prize:
I have come, once more, to offer you my life,
Madame; my love employs in its own cause
Neither King's will, nor
customary
laws.
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Corneille - Le Cid |
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Lear - Nonsense |
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_ They would
undertake
to fleece unsuspecting
strangers in their town.
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Keats |
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[Illustration: "THEN, SILENCE"]
They hunted till
darkness
came on, but they found
Not a button, or feather, or mark,
By which they could tell that they stood on the ground
Where the Baker had met with the Snark.
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Lewis Carroll |
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Non
isperate
mai veder lo cielo:
i' vegno per menarvi a l'altra riva
ne le tenebre etterne, in caldo e 'n gelo.
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Dante - La Divina Commedia |
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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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Shakespeare |
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spatium nec in G nec in O
2 _occilio_ O
4 _moenia_]
_ueniam_
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Latin - Catullus |
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Sonnets from the Portugese |
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His period of mental
production
was not brief nor barren.
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Baudelaire - Poems and Prose Poems |
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Cammel, whirled
Beyond the circuit of the shuddering Bear
In
fractured
atoms.
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T.S. Eliot |
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At half-past three a single bird
Unto a silent sky
Propounded but a single term
Of
cautious
melody.
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Dickinson - Three - Complete |
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To Peter's view, all seemed one hue;
He was no Whig, he was no Tory; _565
No Deist and no
Christian
he;--
He got so subtle, that to be
Nothing, was all his glory.
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Shelley |
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Yea, and my heart
It was, my heart in its hiding of green love,
That took so wildly the
approaching
sound
Of something strangely fearful walking near.
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Lascelles Abercrombie - Emblems of Love |
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That parliament-men should rail at the court,
And get good preferments immediately for 't ;
To see them who
suffered
for father and son.
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Marvell - Poems |
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And Old Brown,
Osawatomie
Brown,
May trouble you more than ever, when you've nailed his coffin
down!
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Matthews - Poems of American Patriotism |
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He lay as one who lies and dreams
In a
pleasant
meadow-land,
The watchers watched him as he slept,
And could not understand
How one could sleep so sweet a sleep
With a hangman close at hand.
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Wilde - Poems |
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Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streets
And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes
Of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of
windows?
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T.S. Eliot |
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And in thy
footsteps
firmly plant my steps,
Not bent so much to rival as for love
To copy.
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World's Greatest Books - Volume 17 - Poetry and Drama |
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Her joyous presence, and sweet company
In full content he there did long enjoy;
Ne wicked envie, ne vile gealosy,
His deare delights were able to annoy:
Yet swimming in that sea of
blissfull
joy, 365
He nought forgot how he whilome had sworne,
In case he could that monstrous beast destroy,
Unto his Faerie Queene backe to returne;
The which he shortly did, and Una left to mourne.
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Spenser - Faerie Queene - 1 |
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Their voices, dying as they fly,
Thick on the wind are sown;
The names of men blow
soundless
by,
My fellows' and my own.
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AE Housman - A Shropshire Lad |
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While thus he mused,
Neptune a billow of enormous bulk
Hollow'd into an
overwhelming
arch 440
On high up-heaving, smote him.
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Odyssey - Cowper |
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The styles are taken from
Classical
art.
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Ronsard |
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He had choice of all the races of the East and West for studies, and
the
advantage
of seeing his subjects under the influence of strong
excitement, at the gaming-tables, saloons, dancing-hells, and elsewhere.
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Kipling - Poems |
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Dead is Rollanz and that count Oliver,
The dozen peers whom Charle so cherished,
And of their Franks are twenty
thousand
dead.
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Chanson de Roland |
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er dient Euch auf
besondre
Weise.
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Goethe - Faust- Der Tragödie erster Teil |
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I
won't
interrupt
you, I won't really.
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Kipling - Poems |
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Now, Master Shallow, you'll
complain
of me to
the King?
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Shakespeare |
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But thou art not such
A lover, my
Beloved!
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Sonnets from the Portugese |
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dear child of
thoughtful
Truth,
To thee I gave my early youth,
And left the bark, and blest the steadfast shore,
Ere yet the tempest rose and scared me with its roar.
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Coleridge - Poems |
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The female of the Halcyon,
Love, the
seductive
Sirens,
All know the fatal songs
Dangerous and inhuman.
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Appoloinaire |
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