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'Believeth with the life, the pain shall stop. 
His dam held different, that after death 
He both plagued enemies and feasted friends: 
Idly! He doth His worst in this our life, 
Giving just respite lest we die through pain, 
Saving last pain for worst,--with which, an end. 
Meanwhile, the best way to escape His ire 
Is, not to seem too happy. 'Sees, himself, 
Yonder two flies, with purple films and pink, 
Bask on the pompion-bell above: kills both. 
'Se...Read more of this...
by Browning, Robert



...ow not Ranken's shop, nor Ranken's monthly bills;
I take no heed to trousers or the coats that you call dress;
Nor am I plagued with little cards for little drinks at Mess.

"I steal the bunnia's grain at morn, at noon and eventide,
(For he is fat and I am spare), I roam the mountain side,
I follow no man's carriage, and no, never in my life
Have I flirted at Peliti's with another Bandar's wife.

"O man of futile fopperies -- unnecessary wraps;
I own no ponies in the hills, I...Read more of this...
by Kipling, Rudyard
..., glued
to disencumbered Henry's many ills.

A fortnight, sense a single man
upon the trampled scene at 2 a.m.
insomnia-plagued, with a shovel
digging like mad, Lazarus with a plan
to get his own back, a plan, a stratagem
no newsman will unravel....Read more of this...
by Berryman, John
...t shave and get dressed - i'm being nagged
  to shove my suspicions in a corner and get out
  what use the sun if being plagued with new life
  i can't throw off this centrally-heated doubt

  accept people with ice in their brows
  are the new spartans - they wait
      shall i go with them
  indoor delights that slowly breed into lies
  need to be dumped out of doors - and paralysis with them

no leave it
there's still one more
the need now

  the need now is to chronicle n...Read more of this...
by Gregory, Rg
..."Hast thou won?
Art thou the purest, brother? See, the hand
Wherewith thou takest this, is red!" to whom
Tristram, half plagued by Lancelot's languorous mood,
Made answer, "Ay, but wherefore toss me this
Like a dry bone cast to some hungry hound?
Let be thy fair Queen's fantasy. Strength of heart
And might of limb, but mainly use and skill,
Are winners in this pastime of our King.
My hand--belike the lance hath dript upon it--
No blood of mine, I trow; but O chief knight,
Rig...Read more of this...
by Tennyson, Alfred Lord



...e's kiting.
She thinks when the wind makes a night of it
She might as well herself." But he liked best
To let on he was plagued to death with me:
If anyone had seen me coming home 
Over the ridgepole, ' stride of a broomstick,
As often as he had in the tail of the night,
He guessed they'd know what he had to put up with.
Well, I showed Arthur Amy signs enough
Off from the house as far as we could keep 
And from barn smells you can't wash out of plowed ground
With all the rain...Read more of this...
by Frost, Robert
...e of heroes
during which our dark hearts plundered Him.

Sometimes He appears as if tormented,
and His body jerks as if plagued by pain;
but these spells are always outweighed by the
number of His countless other worlds....Read more of this...
by Rilke, Rainer Maria
...et she spends, spends as 
never before.
It is ridiculous. Can she not enjoy life at a smaller 
figure?
Was ever monarch plagued with so extravagant an ex-wife. She 
owes
her chocolate-merchant, her candle-merchant, her sweetmeat purveyor;
her grocer, her butcher, her poulterer; her architect, and the shopkeeper
who sells her rouge; her perfumer, her dressmaker, her merchant 
of shoes.
She owes for fans, plants, engravings, and chairs. She 
owes
masons and carpenters, vintners...Read more of this...
by Lowell, Amy
...perceiving what it was not
intended that he should,
"he experiences a solemn joy
in seeing that he has become an idol."
Plagued by the nightingale
in the new leaves,
with its silence --
not its silence but its silences,
he says of it:
"It clothes me with a shirt of fire."
"He dares not clap his hands
to make it go on
lest it should fly off;
if he does nothing, it will sleep;
if he cries out, it will not understand."
Unnerved by the nightingale
and dazzled by the apple,
impell...Read more of this...
by Moore, Marianne
...The world is sadly sick, they say,
And plagued by woe and pain.
But look! How looms my garden gay,
With blooms in golden reign!
With lyric music in the air,
Of joy fulfilled in song,
I can't believe that anywhere
 Is hate and harm and wrong.

A paradise my garden is,
And there my day is spent;
A steep myself in sunny bliss,
Incredibly content.
Feeling that I am truly part
Of peace so rapt and sti...Read more of this...
by Service, Robert William
...d cinders filled; so oft they fell 
Into the same illusion, not as Man 
Whom they triumphed once lapsed. Thus were they plagued 
And worn with famine, long and ceaseless hiss, 
Till their lost shape, permitted, they resumed; 
Yearly enjoined, some say, to undergo, 
This annual humbling certain numbered days, 
To dash their pride, and joy, for Man seduced. 
However, some tradition they dispersed 
Among the Heathen, of their purchase got, 
And fabled how the Serpent, whom they ...Read more of this...
by Milton, John
..., 
I knew what came the nearest to content. 
For there at least my troubled flesh was free 
From the gadfly Desire that plagued it so; 
Discord and Strife were what I used to know, 
Heartaches, deception, murderous jealousy; 
By War transported far from all of these, 
Amid the clash of arms I was at peace....Read more of this...
by Seeger, Alan
...last man dying
Without succession under the confident eyes of the stars.
It was only a moment's accident,
The race that plagued us; the world resumes the old lonely immortal
Splendor; from here I can even
Perceive that that snuffed candle had something . . . a fantastic virtue,
A faint and unshapely pathos . . .
So death will flatter them at last: what, even the bald ape's by-shot
Was moderately admirable?

VI. Palinode

All summer neither rain nor wave washes the cormorants'...Read more of this...
by Jeffers, Robinson
...n--cast her aside, 
Foregoing all her sweetness, like a weed. 
For we that want the warmth of double life, 
We that are plagued with dreams of something sweet 
Beyond all sweetness in a life so rich,-- 
Ah, blessd Lord, I speak too earthlywise, 
Seeing I never strayed beyond the cell, 
But live like an old badger in his earth, 
With earth about him everywhere, despite 
All fast and penance. Saw ye none beside, 
None of your knights?' 

`Yea so,' said Percivale: 
`One night my...Read more of this...
by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...st thou won? 
Art thou the purest, brother? See, the hand 
Wherewith thou takest this, is red!' to whom 
Tristram, half plagued by Lancelot's languorous mood, 
Made answer, `Ay, but wherefore toss me this 
Like a dry bone cast to some hungry hound? 
Lest be thy fair Queen's fantasy. Strength of heart 
And might of limb, but mainly use and skill, 
Are winners in this pastime of our King. 
My hand--belike the lance hath dript upon it-- 
No blood of mine, I trow; but O chief kni...Read more of this...
by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...gs of hell.


Lest she should fail and perish utterly,
God, before whom ever lie bare
The abysmal deeps of Personality,
Plagued her with sore despair.


When she would think, where'er she turn'd her sight
The airy hand confusion wrought,
Wrote, "Mene, mene," and divided quite
The kingdom of her thought.


Deep dread and loathing of her solitude
Fell on her, from which mood was born
Scorn of herself; again, from out that mood
Laughter at her self-scorn.


"What! is not this my...Read more of this...
by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...st that shook the old man’s cheek 
Like dead, remembered footsteps on old floors. 

And then there were the leaves that plagued him so! 
The brown, thin leaves that on the stones outside
Skipped with a freezing whisper. Now and then 
They stopped, and stayed there—just to let him know 
How dead they were; but if the old man cried, 
They fluttered off like withered souls of men....Read more of this...
by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...e water, like a witch's oils,
Burnt green, and blue and white.

And some in dreams assur'ed were
Of the Spirit that plagued us so;
Nine fathom deep he had followed us
From the land of mist and snow.

And every tongue, through utter drought,
Was withered at the root;
We could not speak, no more than if
We had been choked with soot.

Ah! well a-day! what evil looks
Had I from old and young!
Instead of the cross, the Albatross
About my neck was hung.

PART THRE...Read more of this...
by Coleridge, Samuel Taylor
...ell amid the Waste --
And Lo! the phantom Caravan has reach'd
The Nothing it set out from -- Oh, make haste! 

XLI.
Oh, plagued no more with Human or Divine,
To-morrow's tangle to itself resign,
And lose your fingers in the tresses of
The Cypress-slender Minister of Wine. 

XLII.
Waste not your Hour, nor in the vain pursuit
Of This and That endeavor and dispute;
Better be merry with the fruitful Grape
Than sadden after none, or bitter, fruit. 

XLIII.
You know, my Friends, wi...Read more of this...
by Khayyam, Omar
...he man killed? 

Captain He lived a little while; 
But the flies killed him. 

Thomas Flies? I hope India 
Is not a fly-plagued land? I abhor flies. 

Captain 
You will see strange ones, for our Indian life 
Hath wonderful fierce breeding. Common earth 
With us quickens to buzzing flights of wings 
As readily as a week-old carcase here 
Thrown in a sunny marsh. Why, we have wasps 
That make your hornets seem like pretty midges; 
And there be flies in India will drink 
Not onl...Read more of this...
by Abercrombie, Lascelles

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