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Le Tour du Monde en Quatre-Vingts Jours : Chapter 31

By: Jules Verne

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Le Tour du Monde en Quatre-Vingts Jours : Chapter 11

By: Jules Verne

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Pride and Prejudice

By: Jane Austen

Excerpt: Chapter I; IT IS A TRUTH universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife. However little known the feelings or views of such a man may be on his first entering a neighbourhood, this truth is so well fixed in the minds of the surrounding families, that he is considered as the rightful property of some one or other of their daughters. ?My dear Mr. Bennet,? said his lady to him one day, ?have you heard that Net...

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War Song

By: John Davidson

Poetry

Excerpt: IN anguish we uplift // A new unhallowed song: // The race is to the swift; // The battle to the strong. // Of old it was ordained // That we, in packs like curs, // Some thirty million trained // And licensed murderers, // In crime should live and act, // If cunning folk say sooth // Who flay the naked fact // And carve the heart of truth. // The rulers cry aloud, // We cannot cancel war, // The end and bloody shroud // Of wrongs the worst abhor, // And order's...

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Song of a Train

By: John Davidson

Poetry

Excerpt: A MONSTER taught // To come to hand // Amain, // As swift as thought // Across the land // The train. // The song it sings // Has an iron sound; // Its iron wings // Like wheels go round. // Crash under bridges, // Flash over ridges, // And vault the downs; // The road is straight - // Nor stile, nor gate; // For milestones - towns! // Voluminous, vanishing, white, // The steam plume trails; // Parallel streaks of light, // THe polished rails. // Oh, who can fol...

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A Runnable Stag

By: John Davidson

Poetry

Excerpt: WHEN the pods went pop on the broom, green broom, // And apples began to be golden-skinn'd, // We harbour'd a stag in the Priory coomb, // And we feather'd his trail up-wind, up-wind, // We feather'd his trail up-wind- // A stag of warrant, a stag, a stag, // A runnable stag, a kingly crop, // Brow, bay and tray and three on top, // A stag, a runnable stag. // Then the huntsman's horn rang yap, yap yap, // And 'Forwards' we heard the harbourer shout; // But 'twa...

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Aubade

By: William Davenant

Poetry

Excerpt: The lark now leaves his wat'ry nest, // And climbing shakes his dewy wings. // He takes this window for the East, // And to implore your light he sings- // Awake, awake! the morn will never rise // Till she can dress her beauty at your eyes. // The merchant bows unto the seaman's star, // The ploughman from the sun his season takes; // But still the lover wonders what they are // Who look for day before his mistress wakes. // Awake, awake! break thro' your veils...

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It Is Not Beauty I Demand

By: George Darley

Poetry

Excerpt: IT is not Beauty I demand, // A crystal brow, the moon's despair, // Nor the snow's daughter, a white hand, // Nor mermaid's yellow pride of hair. // Tell me not of your starry eyes, // Your lips that seem on roses fed, // Your breasts where Cupid trembling lies, // Nor sleeps for kissing of his bed. // A bloomy pair of vermeil cheeks, // Like Hebe's in her ruddiest hours, // A breath that softer music speaks // Than summer winds a-wooing flowers. // These are b...

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The Face on the Barroom Floor

By: Hugh Antoine D'Arcy

Poetry

Excerpt: TWAS a balmy summer evening, and a goodly crowd was there, // Which well-nigh filled Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square; // And as songs and witty stories came through the open door, // A vagabond crept slowly in and posed upon the floor. // Where did it come from? someone said. The wind has blown it in. // What does it want? another cried. Some whiskey, rum or gin? // Here, Toby, sic 'em, if your stomach's equal to the work - // I wouldn't touch him wi...

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Delia

By: Samuel Daniel

Poetry

Excerpt: When men shall find thy flower, thy glory pass, // And thou with carefull brow sitting alone, // Received hast this message from thy glass, // That tells thee truth, and says that all is gone, // Fresh shalt thou see in me the wounds thou madest; // Though spent thy flame, in me the heat remaining. // I that have lov'd thee thus before thou fadest, // My faith shall wax, when thou art in thy waning. // The world shall find this miracle in me, // That fire can bu...

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Delia

By: Samuel Daniel

Poetry

Excerpt: If Beauty thus be clouded with a frown, // That pity shines no comfort to my bliss, // And vapors of disdain so overfrown, // That my life's light thus wholy darken'd is, // Why should I more molest the world with cries, // The air with sighs, the earth below with tears? // Since I live hateful to those ruthless eyes, // Vexing with untun'd moan her dainty ears; // If I have lov'd her dearer than my breath, // My breath that calls the heav'ns to witness it, // A...

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Delia

By: Samuel Daniel

Poetry

Excerpt: Unto the boundless Ocean of thy beauty // Runs this poor river, charg'd with streams of zeal: // Returning thee the tribute of my duty, // Which here my love, my youth, my plaints reveal. // Here I unclasp the book of my charg'd soul, // Where I have cast th'accounts of all my care: // Here have I summ'd my sighs, here I enroll // How they were spent for thee; look what they are. // Look on the dear expences of my youth, // And see how just I reckon with thine e...

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Love Is a Sickness

By: Samuel Daniel

Poetry

Excerpt: LOVE is a sickness full of woes, // All remedies refusing; // A plant that with most cutting grows, // Most barren with best using. // Why so? // More we enjoy it, more it dies; // If not enjoyed, sighing cries // Heigh Ho! // Love is a torment of the mind, // A tempest everlasting; // And Jove hath made it of a kind // Not well, nor full, nor fasting. // Why so? // More we enjoy it, more it dies; // If not enjoyed, sighing cries // Heigh Ho! // Samuel Daniel //...

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The Pleasure Boat

By: Richard Henry Dana

Poetry

Excerpt: I. // COME, hoist the sail, the fast let go! // They're seated all aboard. // Wave chases wave in easy flow: // The bay is fair and broad. // II. // The ripples lightly tap the boat. // Loose!-Give her to the wind! // She flies ahead:-They're all afloat: // The strand is far behind. // III. // No danger reach so fair a crew! // Thou goddess of the foam, // I'll pay thee ever worship due, // If thou wilt bring them home. // IV. // Fair ladies, fairer than the spr...

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The Sheep and the Bramble-Bush

By: John Cunningham

Poetry

Excerpt: A THICK-TWISTED brake, in the time of a storm, // Seem'd kindly to cover a sheep: // So snug, for a while, he lay shelter'd and warm, // It quietly sooth'd him asleep. // The clouds are now scatter'd-the winds are at peace, // The sheep to his pasture inclin'd; // But ah! the fell thicket lays hold of his fleece, // His coat is left forfeit behind. // My friend, who the thicket of law never try'd, // Consider before you get in; // Tho' judgment and sentence are ...

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A Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea

By: Allan Cunningham

Poetry

Excerpt: A WET sheet and a flowing sea, // A wind that follows fast, // And fills the white and rustling sail, // And bends the gallant mast- // And bends the gallant mast, my boys, // While, like the eagle free, // Away the good ship flies, and leaves // Old England on the lee. // O for a soft and gentle mind! // I heard a fair one cry; // But give to me the snoring breeze // And white waves heaving high- // And white waves heaving high, my boys, // The good ship tight ...

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Collected Works of E. E. Cummings

By: E. E. Cummings

Poetry

Excerpt: If freckles were lovely, and day was night, // And measles were nice and a lie warn't a lie, // Life would be delight,- // But things couldn't go right // For in such a sad plight // I wouldn't be I. // If earth was heaven and now was hence, // And past was present, and false was true, // There might be some sense // But I'd be in suspense // For on such a pretense // You wouldn't be you. // If fear was plucky, and globes were square, // And dirt was cleanly and...

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Betwixt New Loves and Newer Loves

By: Gerald Crow

Poetry

Excerpt: Betwixt new loves and newer loves // Have me not utterly out of mind, // While yet to common praise unfurled // The banner of your beauty moves, // And I am dust upon the wind // That blows my name about the world. // Remember how to-night I crept // Into your bed as lovers do, // And trafficed not with love, but laid // My body by your body and wept // Because of shame at making you // So light a thing as others made.

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The Lily Bed

By: Isabella Valancy Crawford

Poetry

Excerpt: HIS cedar paddle, scented, red, // He thrust down through the lily bed; // Cloaked in a golden pause he lay, // Locked in the arms of the placid bay. // Trembled alone his bark canoe // As shocks of bursting lilies flew // Thro' the still crystal of the tide, // And smote the frail boat's birchen side; // Or, when beside the sedges thin // Rose the sharp silver of a fin; // Or when, a wizard swift and cold, // A dragon-fly beat on in gold // And jewels all the w...

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A Hymn of the Nativity, Sung by the Shepherds

By: Richard Crashaw

Poetry

Excerpt: Chorus. // COME we shepherds who have seen // Day's king deposed by Night's queen. // Come lift we up our lofty song, // To wake the Sun that sleeps too long. // He in this our general joy, // Slept, and dreamt of no such thing // While we found out the fair-ey'd boy, // And kissed the cradle of our king; // Tell him he rises now too late, // To show us aught worth looking at. // Tell him we now can show him more // Than he e'er show'd to mortal sight, // Than h...

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