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by Shakespeare, William
...put their mind;
Like fools that in th' imagination set
The goodly objects which abroad they find
Of lands and mansions, theirs in thought assign'd;
And labouring in moe pleasures to bestow them
Than the true gouty landlord which doth owe them:

'So many have, that never touch'd his hand,
Sweetly supposed them mistress of his heart.
My woeful self, that did in freedom stand,
And was my own fee-simple, not in part,
What with his art in youth, and youth in art,
Threw my affe...Read more of this...



by Hugo, Victor
...here. 
 
 The men who spoke he recognized the while 
 He rested in the thicket; words of guile 
 Most horrible were theirs as they passed on, 
 And to the ears of Eviradnus one— 
 One word had come which roused him. Well he knew 
 The land which lately he had journeyed through. 
 
 He down the valley went into the inn 
 Where he had left his horse and page, Gasclin. 
 The horse had wanted drink, and lost a shoe; 
 And now, "Be quick!" he said, "with what you do, 
...Read more of this...

by Kipling, Rudyard
...If you can keep your head when all about you 
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; 
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, 
But make allowance for their doubting too: 
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, 
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies, 
Or being hated don't give way to hating, 
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise; 

If you can dream - and not make dreams your m...Read more of this...

by Alighieri, Dante
...hat all the air was motioned. I beheld 
 Concourse of men and women and children there 
 Countless. No pain was theirs of cold or flame, 
 But sadness only. And my Master said, 
 "Art silent here? Before ye further go 
 Among them wondering, it is meet ye know 
 They are not sinful, nor the depths below 
 Shall claim them. But their lives of righteousness 
 Sufficed not to redeem. The gate decreed, 
 Being born too soon, we did not pass ( for I, 
 Dying un...Read more of this...

by Nash, Ogden
...ting them,
Because you are very rude if you let them emerge from an argument victorious,
And when they say something of theirs is awful, it is your duty to convince them politely that it is magnificent and glorious,
And what particularly bores me with them,
Is that half the time you have to politely contradict them when you rudely agree with them,
So I think there is one rule every host and hostess ought to keep with the comb and nail file and bicarbonate and aromatic spirits...Read more of this...



by Marvell, Andrew
...
Each thinks his person represents the whole, 
And with that thought does multiply his soul, 
Believes himself an army, theirs, one man 
As easily conquered, and believing can, 
With heart of bees so full, and head of mites, 
That each, though duelling, a battle fights. 
Such once Orlando, famous in romance, 
Broached whole brigades like larks upon his lance. 

But strength at last still under number bows, 
And the faint sweat trickled down Temple's brows. 
E'en i...Read more of this...

by Lewis, C S
...interior, 
This parlour of the brain, their Maker shares 
With living men some secrets in a privacy 
Forever ours, not theirs....Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...nfulfilled with pain of longing pines. 
Yet let me not forget what I have gained 
From their own mouths: All is not theirs, it seems; 
One fatal tree there stands, of knowledge called, 
Forbidden them to taste: Knowledge forbidden 
Suspicious, reasonless. Why should their Lord 
Envy them that? Can it be sin to know? 
Can it be death? And do they only stand 
By ignorance? Is that their happy state, 
The proof of their obedience and their faith? 
O fair foundation laid ...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...ure 
In knowledge, as the Gods, who all things know; 
Though others envy what they cannot give: 
For, had the gift been theirs, it had not here 
Thus grown. Experience, next, to thee I owe, 
Best guide; not following thee, I had remained 
In ignorance; thou openest wisdom's way, 
And givest access, though secret she retire. 
And I perhaps am secret: Heaven is high, 
High, and remote to see from thence distinct 
Each thing on Earth; and other care perhaps 
May have div...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...thou wast to leave
Parents and countrey; nor was I their subject,
Nor under their protection but my own,
Thou mine, not theirs: if aught against my life
Thy countrey sought of thee, it sought unjustly,
Against the law of nature, law of nations, 
No more thy countrey, but an impious crew
Of men conspiring to uphold thir state
By worse than hostile deeds, violating the ends
For which our countrey is a name so dear;
Not therefore to be obey'd. But zeal mov'd thee;
To please ...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...A city clerk, but gently born and bred;
His wife, an unknown artist's orphan child--
One babe was theirs, a Margaret, three years old:
They, thinking that her clear germander eye
Droopt in the giant-factoried city-gloom,
Came, with a month's leave given them, to the sea:
For which his gains were dock'd, however small:
Small were his gains, and hard his work; besides,
Their slender household fortunes (for the man
Had risk'd his little) like the little thr...Read more of this...

by Frost, Robert
...acco.”

“He’ll pull through.’
“You only say so. Not another house
Or shelter to put into from this place
To theirs. I’m going to call his wife again.”

“Wait and he may. Let’s see what he will do.
Let’s see if he will think of her again.
But then I doubt he’s thinking of himself
He doesn’t look on it as anything.”

“He shan’t go—there!”

“It is a night, my dear.”

“One thing: he didn’t drag God into it.”

“He don’t consider it a cas...Read more of this...

by Bridges, Robert Seymour
...r>
Perfect Thy kingdom in our passing state,
That here on earth Thou may'st as well approve
Our service, as Thou ownest theirs above,
Whose joy we echo and in pain await. 

Grant body and soul each day their daily bread
And should in spite of grace fresh woe begin,
Even as our anger soon is past and dead
Be Thy remembrance mortal of our sin:
By Thee in paths of peace Thy sheep be led,
And in the vale of terror comforted....Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...almost plastered like a martin's nest 
To these old walls--and mingle with our folk; 
And knowing every honest face of theirs 
As well as ever shepherd knew his sheep, 
And every homely secret in their hearts, 
Delight myself with gossip and old wives, 
And ills and aches, and teethings, lyings-in, 
And mirthful sayings, children of the place, 
That have no meaning half a league away: 
Or lulling random squabbles when they rise, 
Chafferings and chatterings at the market-cro...Read more of this...

by Scott, Sir Walter
...f blood is lost,
     Nor much success can either boast.'—
     'But whence thy captives, friend? such spoil
     As theirs must needs reward thy toil.
     Old dost thou wax, and wars grow sharp;
     Thou now hast glee-maiden and harp!
     Get thee an ape, and trudge the land,
     The leader of a juggler band.'
     VII.

     'No, comrade;—no such fortune mine.
     After the fight these sought our line,
     That aged harper and the girl,
     And, having a...Read more of this...

by Blake, William
...r>
Energy is Eternal Delight
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PLATE 5

Those who restrain desire, do so because theirs is weak enough
to be restrained; and the restrainer or reason usurps its place &
governs the unwilling.
And being restraind it by degrees becomes passive till it is
only the shadow of desire.
The history of this is written in Paradise Lost. & the Governor
or Reason is call'd Messiah.
And the original Archangel or possessor of the comma...Read more of this...

by Lowell, Amy
...
Of the sacred wafer, and through the making
Of the holy wine whisper secret prayers
That God will bless this labour of theirs;
So Paul, in a sober ecstasy,
Purchased the best which he could buy.
Returning, he brushed his tools aside,
And laid across the table a wide
Napkin. He put a glass and plate
On either side, in duplicate.
Over the lady's, excellent
With loveliness, the laurels bent.
In the centre the white-flaked pastry stood,
And beside it the wine fla...Read more of this...

by Shelley, Percy Bysshe
...fered what I wrote, or viler pain!--
"And so my words were seeds of misery--
Even as the deeds of others."--"Not as theirs,"
I said--he pointed to a company
In which I recognized amid the heirs
Of Caesar's crime from him to Constantine,
The Anarchs old whose force & murderous snares
Had founded many a sceptre bearing line
And spread the plague of blood & gold abroad,
And Gregory & John and men divine
Who rose like shadows between Man & god
Till that eclipse, still hanging...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...rivilege of their damnation 
Extended far beyond the mere controls 
Of worlds past, present, or to come; no station 
Is theirs particularly in the rolls 
Of hell assign'd; but where their inclination 
Or business carries them in search of game, 
They may range freely — being damn'd the same. 

LIV 

They're proud of this — as very well they may, 
It being a sort of knighthood, or gilt key 
Stuck in their loins; or like to an 'entr?' 
Up the back stairs, or such free-mason...Read more of this...

by Miller, Alice Duer
...den grace, 
Flattering because its coming is so rare. 

VII 
The English are frosty 
When you're no kith or kin 
Of theirs, but how they alter 
When once they take you in! 
The kindest, the truest, 
The best friends ever known, 
It's hard to remember 
How they froze you to a bone. 
They showed me all London, 
Johnnie and his friends; 
They took me to the country
For long week-ends;
I never was so happy,
I never had such fun,
I stayed many weeks in England
Instead of j...Read more of this...

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