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11341. http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/millay1.html
My candle burns at both ends; It will not last the night; But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends--- It gives a lovely light!
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11342. http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/wwilliams1.html
I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which you were probably saving for breakfast Forgive me they were delicious so sweet and so cold
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Ссылки http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/wwilliams1.html -- 1.2 Кб -- 18.10.1995
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11343. http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/ethomas2.html
Dark is the forest and deep, and overheard Hang stars like seeds of light In vain, though not since they were sown was bred Anything more bright. And evermore mighty multitudes ride About, nor enter in; Of the other multitudes that dwell inside Never yet one was seen. The forest foxglove is purple, the marguerite Outside is gold and white, Nor can those that pluck either blossom greet The others, day or night.
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Ссылки http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/ethomas2.html -- 1.4 Кб -- 18.10.1995
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11344. http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/yeats1.html
Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the center cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of passionate intensity. Surely some revelation is at hand; Surely the Second Coming is at hand; The Second Coming! ...
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Ссылки http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/yeats1.html -- 2.0 Кб -- 18.10.1995
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11345. http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/housman1.html
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now Is hung with bloom along the bough, And stands about the woodland ride Wearing white for Eastertide. Now, of my threescore years and ten, Twenty will not come again, And take from seventy springs a score, It only leaves me fifty more. And since to look at things in bloom Fifty springs are little room, About the woodlands I will go To see the cherry hung with snow.
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Ссылки http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/housman1.html -- 1.5 Кб -- 18.10.1995
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11346. http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/housman2.html
Is my team plowing, That I was used to drive And hear the harness jingle When I was man alive?" Ay, the horses trample, The harness jingles now; No change though you lie under The land you used to plow. Is football playing Along the river shore, With lads to chase the leather, Now I stand up no more?" Ay, the ball is flying, The lads play heart and soul; The goal stands up, the keeper Stands up to keep the goal. ... Be still, my lad, and sleep. ...
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Ссылки http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/housman2.html -- 1.9 Кб -- 18.10.1995
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11347. http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/hardy1.html
The Roman Road runs straight and bare As the pale parting-line in hair Across the heath. And thoughtful men Contrast its days of Now and Then, And delve, and measure, and compare; Visioning on the vacant air Helmed legionaries, who proudly rear The Eagle, as they pace again The Roman Road. But no tall brass-helmed legionnaire Haunts it for me. Uprises there A mother's form upon my ken, Guiding my infant steps, as when We walked that ancient thoroughfare, The Roman Road.
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Ссылки http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/hardy1.html -- 1.6 Кб -- 18.10.1995
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11348. http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/campion2.html
When thou must home to shades of underground, And there arrived , a new admir d guest, The beauteous spirits do engirt thee round, White Iope, blithe Helen, and the rest, To hear the stories of thy finished love From that smooth tongue whose music hell can move, Then wilt thou speak of banqueting delights, Of masques and revels which sweet youth did make, Of tourneys and great challenges of knights, And all these triumphs for thy ...
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Ссылки http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/campion2.html -- 1.6 Кб -- 18.10.1995
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11349. http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/shelley1.html
... Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed: And on the pedestal these words appear: "My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!" ... Round the decay Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare The lone and level sands stretch far away. ...
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Ссылки http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/shelley1.html -- 1.7 Кб -- 17.10.1995
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11350. http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/lear1.html
The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea In a beautiful pea-green boat, They took some honey, and plenty of money, Wrapped up in a five-pound note. ... What a beautiful Pussy you are!" ... O let us be married! too long have we tarried: But what shall we do for a ring?" They sailed away, for a year and a day, To the land where the Bong-tree grows And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood With a ring at the end of his nose, His nose, His nose, With a ring at the end of his nose. ...
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Ссылки http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/lear1.html -- 2.2 Кб -- 17.10.1995
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11351. http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/carroll1.html
Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. Beware the Jabberwock, my son! ... Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!" ... And as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came! One, two! ... And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? ...
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Ссылки http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/carroll1.html -- 2.0 Кб -- 17.10.1995
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11352. http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/gmeredith2.html
Sharp is the night, but stars with frost alive Leap off the rim of earth across the dome. It is a night to make the heavens our home More than the nest whereto apace we strive. ... Yon mantle clothes us: there, past mortal breath, Life glistens on the river of the death. It folds us, flesh and dust; and have we knelt, Or never knelt, or eyed as kine the springs Of radiance, the radiance enrings: And this is the soul's haven to have felt. ...
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Ссылки http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/gmeredith2.html -- 1.6 Кб -- 17.10.1995
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11353. http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/gmeredith1.html
... And now upon his western wing he leaned, Now his huge bulk o'er Afric's sands careened, Now the black planet shadowed Arctic snows. Soaring through wider zones that pricked his scars With memory of the old revolt from Awe, He reached a middle height, and at the stars, Which are the brain of heaven, he looked, and sank. Around the ancient track marched, rank on rank, The army of unalterable law. ...
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11354. http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/rossetti1.html
I have been here before, But when or how I cannot tell: I know the grass beyond the door, The sweet keen smell, The sighing sound, the lights around the shore. You have been mine before, How long ago I may not know: But just when at that swallow's soar Your neck turned so, Some veil did fall---I knew it all of yore. Has this been thus before? And shall not thus time's eddying flight Still with our lives our love restore In death's despite, And day and night yield one delight once more?
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11355. http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/arnold1.html
... The tide is full, the moon lies fair Upon the straits; on the French coast the light Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand, Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay. ... Only, from the long line of spray Where the sea meets the moon-blanched land, Listen! you hear the grating roar Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling, At their return, up the high strand, Begin, and cease, and then again begin, With tremulous cadence slow, and bring The eternal note of sadness in. ...
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11356. http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/tennyson2.html
Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O, well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play! O, well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay! ... Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me. ...
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11357. http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/longfellow1.html
Out of the bosom of the Air, Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken, Over the woodlands brown and bare, Over the harvest-fields forsaken, Silent, and soft, and slow Descends the snow. Even as our cloudy fancies take Suddenly shape in some divine expression, Even as the troubled heart doth make In the white countenance confession, The troubled sky reveals The grief it feels. ...
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11358. http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/keats4.html
Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art --- Not in lone splendor hung aloft the night And watching, with eternal lids apart , Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure ablution round earth's human shores, Or gazing on the new soft fallen mask Of snow upon the mountains and the moors--- No---yet still steadfast , still unchangeable, Pillowed ...
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11359. http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/wordsworth1.html
... This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon, The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers, For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not.- ... I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreath d horn. ...
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11360. http://www.naic.edu/~gibson/poems/blake2.html
Thou fair-hair'd angel of the evening, Now, while the sun rests on the mountains, light Thy bright torch of love; thy radiant crown Put on, and smile upon our evening bed! Smile on our loves; and, while thou drawest the Blue curtains of the sky, scatter thy silver dew On every flower that shuts its sweet eyes In timely sleep. Let thy west wind sleep on The lake; speak silence with thy glimmering eyes, And wash the dusk with silver. ...
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