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The Angel In The House. Book I. Canto Viii. by Coventry Patmore

The Angel In The House. Book I. Canto Viii. by Coventry Patmore

Preludes. I Life of Life What's that, which, ere I spake, was gone: So joyful and intense a spark That, whilst o'erhead the wonder shone, The day, before but dull, grew ...

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The Angel In The House. Book I. Canto Vi. by Coventry Patmore

The Angel In The House. Book I. Canto Vi. by Coventry Patmore

Preludes. I Perfect Love rare Most rare is still most noble found, Most noble still most incomplete; Sad law, which leaves King Love uncrown'd In this obscure, terrestrial ...

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The Victories Of Love. Book I by Coventry Patmore

The Victories Of Love. Book I by Coventry Patmore

I From Frederick Graham Mother, I smile at your alarms! I own, indeed, my Cousin's charms, But, like all nursery maladies, Love is not badly taken twice. Have you ...

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Beachy Head by Charlotte Smith

Beachy Head by Charlotte Smith

ON thy stupendous summit, rock sublime ! That o'er the channel rear'd, half way at sea The mariner at early morning hails, I would recline; while Fancy should go forth, And ...

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Sonnet Lxxvii. To The Insect Of The Gossamer by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Lxxvii. To The Insect Of The Gossamer by Charlotte Smith

SMALL, viewless aeronaut, that by the line Of Gossamer suspended, in mid air Float'st on a sun beam--Living atom, where Ends thy breeze-guided voyage;--with what design, In ...

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Sonnet Lxxxii. To The Shade Of Burns by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Lxxxii. To The Shade Of Burns by Charlotte Smith

MUTE is thy wild harp, now, O bard sublime! Who, amid Scotia's mountain solitude, Great Nature taught to 'build the lofty rhyme,' And even beneath the daily pressure, rude, Of ...

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Sonnet Xxiii. By The Same. To The North Star. by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Xxiii. By The Same. To The North Star. by Charlotte Smith

TO thy bright beams I turn my swimming eyes, Fair, favourite planet, which in happier days Saw my young hopes, ah, faithless hopes!--arise, And on my passion shed propitious ...

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Sonnet Lxxxii. To The Shade Of Burns by Charlotte Smith

Sonnet Lxxxii. To The Shade Of Burns by Charlotte Smith

MUTE is thy wild harp, now, O bard sublime! Who, amid Scotia's mountain solitude, Great Nature taught to 'build the lofty rhyme,' And even beneath the daily pressure, rude, Of ...

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Retrospect: The Jests Of The Clock by Robert Graves

Retrospect: The Jests Of The Clock by Robert Graves

He had met hours of the clock he never guessed before- Dumb, dragging, mirthless hours confused with dreams and fear, Bone-chilling, hungry hours when the Gods sleep and snore, ...

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A Poison Tree by William Blake

A Poison Tree by William Blake

I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I watered it in fears, Night and morning with ...

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The Tyger by William Blake

The Tyger by William Blake

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright, In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of ...

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Auguries Of Innocence by William Blake

Auguries Of Innocence by William Blake

To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour. A Robin Red breast in a Cage Puts all ...

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Of Three Or Four In The Room by Yehuda Amichai

Of Three Or Four In The Room by Yehuda Amichai

Out of three or four in the room One is always standing at the window. Forced to see the injustice amongst the thorns, The fires on the hills. And people who left whole Are ...

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I Don’T Know If History Repeats Itself by Yehuda Amichai

I Don’T Know If History Repeats Itself by Yehuda Amichai

I don't Know if history repeats itself But I do know that you don't. I remember that city was divided Not only between Jews and Arabs, But Between me and you, When we were ...

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A Jewish Cemetery In Germany by Yehuda Amichai

A Jewish Cemetery In Germany by Yehuda Amichai

On a little hill amid fertile fields lies a small cemetery, a Jewish cemetery behind a rusty gate, hidden by shrubs, abandoned and forgotten. Neither the sound of prayer nor ...

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Sonnet X: Dang’Rous To Hear by Mary Darby Robinson

Sonnet X: Dang’Rous To Hear by Mary Darby Robinson

Dang'rous to hear, is that melodious tongue, And fatal to the sense those murd'rous eyes, Where in a sapphire sheath, Love's arrow lies, Himself conceal'd the crystal haunts ...

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Sonnet To The Memory Of Miss Maria Linley by Mary Darby Robinson

Sonnet To The Memory Of Miss Maria Linley by Mary Darby Robinson

So bends beneath the storm yon balmy flow'r, Whose spicy blossoms once perfum'd the gale; So press'd with tears reclines yon lily pale, Obedient to the rude and beating show'r. ...

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Sonnet Xxxiv: Venus! To Thee by Mary Darby Robinson

Sonnet Xxxiv: Venus! To Thee by Mary Darby Robinson

Venus! to thee, the Lesbian Muse shall sing, The song, which Myttellenian youths admir'd, when Echo, am'rous of the strain inspir'd, Bade the wild rocks with madd'ning plaudits ...

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Sonnet Xliii: While From The Dizzy Precipice by Mary Darby Robinson

Sonnet Xliii: While From The Dizzy Precipice by Mary Darby Robinson

While from the dizzy precipice I gaze, The world receding from my pensive eyes, High o'er my head the tyrant eagle flies, Cloth'd in the sinking sun's transcendent blaze! The ...

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That Women Are But Men’s Shadows by Ben Jonson

That Women Are But Men’s Shadows by Ben Jonson

Follow a shadow, it still flies you; Seem to fly it, it will pursue: So court a mistress, she denies you; Let her alone, she will court you. Say, are not women truly then ...

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Have You Seen But A Bright Lily Grow by Ben Jonson

Have You Seen But A Bright Lily Grow by Ben Jonson

Have you seen but a bright lily grow Before rude hands have touched it? Have you marked but the fall of snow Before the soil hath smutched it? Have you felt the wool of ...

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Verordnet Diesem Geschlecht Keinen Glauben by Ingeborg Bachmann

Verordnet Diesem Geschlecht Keinen Glauben by Ingeborg Bachmann

Do not decree faith on this race, stars, ships and smoke are enough; it is concerned with things, determines stars and mathematical infinity, and a trait, call it trait of ...

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The Game Is Over (Das Spiel Ist Aus) by Ingeborg Bachmann

The Game Is Over (Das Spiel Ist Aus) by Ingeborg Bachmann

My dear brother, when will we build a raft? to float down the sky on?? My dear brother, soon our load will be so heavy? that we'll sink. My dear brother, onto paper? we'll ...

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Trees by Joyce Kilmer

Trees by Joyce Kilmer

I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the earth's sweet flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day, And ...

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Stars by Joyce Kilmer

Stars by Joyce Kilmer

(For the Rev. James J. Daly, S. J.) Bright stars, yellow stars, flashing through the air, Are you errant strands of Lady Mary's hair? As she slits the cloudy veil and bends ...

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The House With Nobody In It by Joyce Kilmer

The House With Nobody In It by Joyce Kilmer

Whenever I walk to Suffern along the Erie track I go by a poor old farmhouse with its shingles broken and black. I suppose I've passed it a hundred times, but I always stop for ...

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The Birth Of The War-God (Canto Fourth ) – Rati’s Lament by Kalidasa

The Birth Of The War-God (Canto Fourth ) – Rati’s Lament by Kalidasa

Sad, solitary, helpless, faint, forlorn, Woke Kama's darling from her swoon to mourn. Too soon her gentle soul returned to know The pangs of widowhood—that word of woe. Scarce ...

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In Horologium by Percy Bysshe Shelley

In Horologium by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Inter marmoreas Leonorae pendula collesFortunata mmis Machina dicit horas.Quas manibus premit ilia duas insensa papillasCur mihi sit digito tangere, amata, nefas?

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Julian And Maddalo (Excerpt) by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Julian And Maddalo (Excerpt) by Percy Bysshe Shelley

I rode one evening with Count Maddalo Upon the bank of land which breaks the flowOf Adria towards Venice: a bare strandOf hillocks, heap'd from ever-shifting sand,Matted with ...

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The Cenci : A Tragedy In Five Acts by Percy Bysshe Shelley

The Cenci : A Tragedy In Five Acts by Percy Bysshe Shelley

DRAMATIS PERSONÆCount Francesco Cenci.Giacomo, his Son.Bernardo, his Son.Cardinal Camillo.Orsino, a Prelate.Savella, the Pope's Legate.Olimpio, Assassin.Marzio, Assassin.Andrea, ...

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Lines Written In The Bay Of Lerici by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Lines Written In The Bay Of Lerici by Percy Bysshe Shelley

She left me at the silent time When the moon had ceas'd to climbThe azure path of Heaven's steep,And like an albatross asleep,Balanc'd on her wings of light,Hover'd in the ...

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Summer And Winter by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Summer And Winter by Percy Bysshe Shelley

It was a bright and cheerful afternoon,Towards the end of the sunny month of June,When the north wind congregates in crowdsThe floating mountains of the silver cloudsFrom the ...

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Song. Hope by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Song. Hope by Percy Bysshe Shelley

And said I that all hope was fled,That sorrow and despair were mine,That each enthusiast wish was dead,Had sank beneath pale Misery’s shrine.--Seest thou the sunbeam's yellow ...

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Queen Mab: Part I. by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Queen Mab: Part I. by Percy Bysshe Shelley

HOW wonderful is Death,Death, and his brother Sleep!One, pale as yonder waning moonWith lips of lurid blue,The other, rosy as the mornWhen throned on ocean's waveIt blushes o'er ...

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Remembrance by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Remembrance by Percy Bysshe Shelley

I.Swifter far than summer's flight--Swifter far than youth’s delight--Swifter far than happy night,Art thou come and gone--As the earth when leaves are dead,As the night when ...

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Ode To Heaven by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Ode To Heaven by Percy Bysshe Shelley

CHORUS OF SPIRITS:FIRST SPIRIT:Palace-roof of cloudless nights!Paradise of golden lights!Deep, immeasurable, vast,Which art now, and which wert thenOf the Present and the Past, ...

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To The Queen Of My Heart by Percy Bysshe Shelley

To The Queen Of My Heart by Percy Bysshe Shelley

I.Shall we roam, my love,To the twilight grove,When the moon is rising bright,Oh, I'll whisper there,In the cool night-air, What I dare not in broad daylight!II.I'll tell thee a ...

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Pater Omnipotens by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Pater Omnipotens by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Serene in his unconquerable mightEndued the Almighty King, his steadfast throneEncompassed unapproachably with powerAnd darkness and deep solitude an aweStood like a black cloud ...

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Peter Bell The Third by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Peter Bell The Third by Percy Bysshe Shelley

BY MICHING MALLECHO, Esq.Is it a party in a parlour,Crammed just as they on earth were crammed,Some sipping punch-some sipping tea,But, as you by their faces see,All silent, and ...

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Love’s Rose by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Love’s Rose by Percy Bysshe Shelley

I.Hopes, that swell in youthful breasts,Live not through the waste of time!Love’s rose a host of thorns invests,Cold, ungenial is the clime,Where its honours blow. Youth says, ...

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Fragment: Satan Broken Loose by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Fragment: Satan Broken Loose by Percy Bysshe Shelley

A golden-winged Angel stoodBefore the Eternal Judgement-seat:His looks were wild, and Devils' bloodStained his dainty hands and feet.The Father and the SonKnew that strife was ...

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Love, Hope, Desire, And Fear by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Love, Hope, Desire, And Fear by Percy Bysshe Shelley

...And many there were hurt by that strong boy,His name, they said, was Pleasure,And near him stood, glorious beyond measureFour Ladies who possess all emperyIn earth and air ...

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War by Percy Bysshe Shelley

War by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Ambition, power, and avarice, now have hurledDeath, fate, and ruin, on a bleeding world.See! on yon heath what countless victims lie,Hark! what loud shrieks ascend through ...

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An Ode, Written October, 1819, Before The Spaniards Had Recovered Their Liberty by Percy Bysshe Shelley

An Ode, Written October, 1819, Before The Spaniards Had Recovered Their Liberty by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Arise, arise, arise!There is blood on the earth that denies ye bread,Be your wounds like eyesTo weep for the dead, the dead, the dead.What other grief were it just to pay? Your ...

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On A Faded Violet by Percy Bysshe Shelley

On A Faded Violet by Percy Bysshe Shelley

I.The odour from the flower is goneWhich like thy kisses breathed on me,The colour from the flower is flownWhich glowed of thee and only thee!II.A shrivelled, lifeless, vacant ...

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Beauty’s Halo by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Beauty’s Halo by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Thy beauty hangs around thee likeSplendour around the moon--Thy voice, as silver bells that strikeUpon...

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Death In Life by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Death In Life by Percy Bysshe Shelley

My head is heavy, my limbs are weary,And it is not life that makes me move.

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Another Fragment To Music by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Another Fragment To Music by Percy Bysshe Shelley

No, Music, thou art not the 'food of Love.'Unless Love feeds upon its own sweet self,Till it becomes all Music murmurs of.

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Lines: We Meet Not As We Parted by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Lines: We Meet Not As We Parted by Percy Bysshe Shelley

I.We meet not as we parted,We feel more than all may see,My bosom is heavy-hearted,And thine full of doubt for me:--One moment has bound the free. II.That moment is gone for ...

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Death by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Death by Percy Bysshe Shelley

I.They die--the dead return not--MiserySits near an open grave and calls them over,A Youth with hoary hair and haggard eye--They are the names of kindred, friend and lover,Which ...

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