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Be You

The more opportunities you give someone,
To be disrespectful towards you,
The more chances are there to lose respect for your own self.
The more you depend on others for getting respect;
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Soni Medhi

Soni Medhi
Views Of Life

When sinks my heart in hopeless gloom,
And life can shew no joy for me;
And I behold a yawning tomb,
Where bowers and palaces should be;
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Anne Brontë
Sonnet 027: Weary With Toil, I Haste Me To My Bed

Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed,
The dear respose for limbs with travel tirèd;
But then begins a journey in my head
To work my mind, when body's work's expirèd.
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William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
The Fathers

Snug at the club two fathers sat,
Gross, goggle-eyed, and full of chat.
One of them said: “My eldest lad
Writes cheery letters from Bagdad.
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Siegfried Sassoon

Siegfried Sassoon
Song

Love a woman? You're an ass.
'Tis a most insipid passion
To choose out for your happiness
The idlest part of God's creation.
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John Wilmot

John Wilmot
Whoever Brought Me Here

All day I think about it, then at night I say it.
Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing?
I have no idea.
My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that,
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Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
War Song

Remember the Glories of Brien the Brave


Remember the glories of Brien the brave,
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Thomas Moore

Thomas Moore
To Cyriack Skinner

Cyriack, whose grandsire on the royal bench
Of British Themis, with no mean applause,
Pronounced, and in his volumes taught, our laws,
Which others at their bar so often wrench,
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John Milton

John Milton
A Plan

Youth is the season of revolt; at twenty-five
We curse the reigning politicians,
Wondering that any man alive
Stands for such damnable conditions.
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Don Marquis

Don Marquis
Sonnet Xxvii

Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed,
The dear repose for limbs with travel tired;
But then begins a journey in my head,
To work my mind, when body's work's expired:
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William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
Purposes

No wrath of men, or rage of seas,
Can shake a just man's purposes;
No threats of tyrants, or the grim
Visage of them can alter him;
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Robert Herrick
Seventy-nine

Know me next time when you see me, won't you, old smarty?
Oh, I mean YOU, old figger-head,-just the same party!
Take out your pensivil, d-n you; sharpen it, do!
Any complaints to make? Lots of 'em-one of 'em's YOU.
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Bret Harte

Bret Harte
The Progress Of Error.

Si quid loquar audiendam.--Hor. Lib. iv. Od. 2.



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William Cowper

William Cowper
Retaliation

Love, Cupid, Gallantry, whate'er
We call that elf, seen every where,
Half frolicsome, half ennuyeuse,
Had chanced a country walk to choose;
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Thomas Gent

Thomas Gent
Robin Hood And The Butcher

Come, all you brave gallants, and listen awhile,
With hey down, down, an a down,
That are in the bowers within;
For of Robin Hood, that archer good,
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Andrew Lang

Andrew Lang
Idyll Xii

Art come, dear youth? two days and nights away!
(Who burn with love, grow aged in a day.)
As much as apples sweet the damson crude
Excel; the blooming spring the winter rude;
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Theocritus
Who Says Words With My Mouth?

All day I think about it, then at night I say it.
Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing?
I have no idea.
My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that,
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Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
Of Judgement

As 'tis appointed men should die,
So judgment is the next
That meets them most assuredly;
For so saith holy text.
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John Bunyan

John Bunyan
The Sun Was Slumbering In The West

The sun was slumbering in the West,
My daily labors past;
On Anna's soft and gentle breast
My head reclined at last;
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Thomas Hood

Thomas Hood
Borderland

I am back from up the country -- very sorry that I went --
Seeking for the Southern poets' land whereon to pitch my tent;
I have lost a lot of idols, which were broken on the track --
Burnt a lot of fancy verses, and I'm glad that I am back.
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Henry Lawson

Henry Lawson
Paradise Lost: Book 02

High on a throne of royal state, which far
Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind,
Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand
Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold,
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John Milton

John Milton
The Leather Bottel

Now God alone that made all things,
Heaven and earth and all that's in,
The ships that in the seas do swim
To keep out foes from coming in,
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Anonymous Americas
Solomon On The Vanity Of The World, A Poem. In Three Books. - Knowledge. Book I.

The bewailing of man's miseries hath been elegantly and copiously set forth by many, in the writings as well of philosophers as divines; and it is both a pleasant and a profitable contemplation.
~ Lord Bacon's Advancement of Learning.

The Argument
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Matthew Prior

Matthew Prior
Paradise Lost - Book Ii

High on a Throne of Royal State, which far
Outshon the wealth of Ormus and of Ind,
Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand
Showrs on her Kings Barbaric Pearl and Gold,
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John Milton

John Milton
An Essay On Criticism

'Tis hard to say, if greater Want of Skill
Appear in Writing or in Judging ill,
But, of the two, less dang'rous is th' Offence,
To tire our Patience, than mis-lead our Sense:
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Alexander Pope

Alexander Pope
The Cuckoo

No lyric line I ever penned
The praise this parasitic bird;
And what is more, I don't intend
To write a laudatory word,
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Robert Service

Robert Service
Paradise Lost: Book 05

Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime
Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl,
When Adam waked, so customed; for his sleep
Was aery-light, from pure digestion bred,
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John Milton

John Milton
Sonnet 18

XVIII

Cyriack, whose Grandsire on the Royal Bench
Of Brittish Themis, with no mean applause
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John Milton

John Milton
The Power Of Words

‘Oinos.'

Pardon, Agathos, the weakness of a spirit new-fledged with
immortality!
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Edgar Allan Poe

Edgar Allan Poe
Cyriack, Whose Grandsire

Cyriack, whose grandsire on the royal bench
Of British Themis, with no mean applause,
Pronounced, and in his volumes taught, our laws,
Which others at their bar so often wrench,
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John Milton

John Milton
Fleckno, An English Priest At Rome

Oblig'd by frequent visits of this man,
Whom as Priest, Poet, and Musician,
I for some branch of Melchizedeck took,
(Though he derives himself from my Lord Brooke)
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Andrew Marvell

Andrew Marvell
The Cremona Violin: Part 04

Frau Altgelt waited in the chilly street,
Hustled by lackeys who ran up and down
Shouting their coachmen's names; forced to retreat
A pace or two by lurching chairmen; thrown
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Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell
Sonnet 27: Weary With Toil, I Haste Me To My Bed

Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed,
The dear respose for limbs with travel tirèd;
But then begins a journey in my head
To work my mind, when body's work's expirèd.
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William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
Lovers

I thought, because we had been friends so long,
That I knew all your dear lips dared intend
Before they dawned to speech. Our thoughts would blend,
I dreamed, like memories that faintly throng.
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Arthur Henry Adams
Licia Sonnets 30

Whenas my Licia sailed in the seas,
Viewing with pride god Neptune's stately crown,
A calm she made, and brought the merchant ease,
The storm she stayed, and checked him with a frown.
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Giles Fletcher The Elder
Horace, Lib. I, Epist. Ix, Imitated

To the right honourable Mr. Harley

Dear Dick, how e'er it comes into his head,
Believes, as firmly as he does his creed,
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Matthew Prior

Matthew Prior
The Four Ages Of Man: 01 - Introduction

Lo now! four other acts upon the stage,
Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age.
The first: son unto Phlegm, grand-child to water,
Unstable, supple, moist, and cold's his Nature.
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Anne Bradstreet
Female Revenge

' I heard Bill say to-day, Mary,
That you are a charming fairy,
And that to town he'd give you drive;
But, just as sure as you're alive
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James Mcintyre
Thoughts On The Works Of Providence

Arise, my soul, on wings enraptur'd, rise
To praise the monarch of the earth and skies,
Whose goodness and benificence appear
As round its centre moves the rolling year,
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Phillis Wheatley

Phillis Wheatley
Purpose

No wrath of men, or rage of seas,
Can shake a just man's purposes;
No threats of tyrants, or the grim
Visage of them can alter him;
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Robert Herrick
High Explosive

'Twas the dingo pup to his dam that said,
"It's time I worked for my daily bread.
Out in the world I intend to go,
And you'd be surprised at the things I know.
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Banjo Paterson (andrew Barton)
The Higher Unity

The Rev. Isaiah Bunter has disappeared into the interior of
the Solomon Islands, and it is feared that he may have been
devoured by the natives, as there has been a considerable
revival of religious customs among the Polynesians.-A
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G. K. Chesterton

G. K. Chesterton
Egotism. A Letter To J. T. Becher

If Fate should seal my Death to-morrow,
(Though much I hope she will postpone it,)
I've held a share Joy and Sorrow,
Enough for Ten; and here I own it.
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George Gordon Lord Byron

George Gordon Lord Byron
His Winding-sheet

Come thou, who are the wine and wit
Of all I've writ:
The grace, the glory, and the best
Piece of the rest.
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Robert Herrick
A Forgiveness

I am indeed the personage you know.
As for my wife, what happened long ago
You have a right to question me, as I
Am bound to answer.
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Robert Browning

Robert Browning
Paracelsus: Part Ii: Paracelsus Attains

Scene. Constantinople; the house of a Greek Conjurer. 1521.
Paracelsus.


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Robert Browning

Robert Browning
Paracelsus: Part Iii: Paracelsus

Scene. Basil; a chamber in the house of Paracelsus. 1526.
Paracelsus, Festus.


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Robert Browning

Robert Browning
Sordello: Book The Fifth

Is it the same Sordello in the dusk
As at the dawn? merely a perished husk
Now, that arose a power fit to build
Up Rome again? The proud conception chilled
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Robert Browning

Robert Browning
Marmion: Canto V. - The Court

I.

The train has left the hills of Braid;
The barrier guard have open made
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Walter Scott (sir)
The Sonnets Xxvii - Weary With Toil, I Haste Me To My Bed

Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed,
The dear respose for limbs with travel tir'd;
But then begins a journey in my head
To work my mind, when body's work's expired:
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William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare