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Battle Of Hastings - I

© Thomas Chatterton

From Chatelet hys launce Erle Egward drew,
And hit Wallerie on the dexter cheek;
Peerc'd to his braine, and cut his tongue in two.
There, knyght, quod he, let that thy actions speak --

The Plaint Of King Yew's Forsaken Wife

© Confucius

Kind and impartial, nature's laws
No odious difference make.
But providence appears unkind;
Events are often hard.
This man, to principle untrue,
Denies me his regard.

Maha-Bharata, The Epic Of Ancient India - Book II - Swayamvara (The Bride's Choice)

The mutual jealousies of the princes increased from day to day, and
when Yudhishthir, the eldest of all the princes and the eldest son of
the late Pandu, was recognised heir-apparent, the anger of Duryodhan
and his brothers knew no bounds. And they formed a dark scheme to
kill the sons of Pandu.

'By Reason Of Thy Law'

© Francis Thompson

Here I make oath--

Although the heart that knows its bitterness

Ruth

© William Wordsworth

WHEN Ruth was left half desolate,
Her Father took another Mate;
And Ruth, not seven years old,
A slighted child, at her own will
Went wandering over dale and hill,
In thoughtless freedom, bold.

David

© Thomas Parnell

When e'er his flocks the lovely shepherd drove
To neighb'ring waters, to the neighb'ring grove;
To Jordan's flood refresh'd by cooling wind,
Or Cedron's brook to mossy banks confin'd,
In easy notes and guise of lowly swain,
'Twas thus he charm'd and taught the listning train.

The Columbiad: Book I

© Joel Barlow

Ah, lend thy friendly shroud to veil my sight,
That these pain'd eyes may dread no more the light;
These welcome shades shall close my instant doom,
And this drear mansion moulder to a tornb.

The Sleepers

© Walt Whitman

I WANDER all night in my vision,
Stepping with light feet, swiftly and noiselessly stepping and
stopping,
Bending with open eyes over the shut eyes of sleepers,
Wandering and confused, lost to myself, ill-assorted, contradictory,
Pausing, gazing, bending, and stopping.

A Singing Bird In The City

© Dora Sigerson Shorter

Golden-throated, hath God sent thee for our comfort in the city?

Sweet, sweet! singing, singing all the day.

An Instance Of Dyspepsia

© Eli Siegel

I
There is a man of fifty-four years;
He has dyspepsia, it appears;
He chooses his food carefully,

Songs of the Winter Nights

© George MacDonald

Back shining from the pane, the fire
Seems outside in the snow:
So love set free from love's desire
Lights grief of long ago.

The Church-Porch. Perirrhanterium

© George Herbert

Thou, whose sweet youth and early hopes inhance
Thy rate and price, and mark thee for a treasure,
Hearken unto a Vesper, who may chance
Ryme thee to good, and make a bait of pleasure:
A verse may finde him who a sermon flies,
And turn delight into a sacrifice.

Hudibras: Part 3 - Canto I

© Samuel Butler

But she, who well enough knew what
(Before he spoke) he would be at,
Pretended not to apprehend
The mystery of what he mean'd;.
And therefore wish'd him to expound
His dark expressions, less profound.

Maha-Bharata, The Epic Of Ancient India - Book IX - Drona-Badha (Fall Of Drona)

© Romesh Chunder Dutt

On the fall of Bhishma the Brahman chief Drona, preceptor of the Kuru

and Pandav princes, was appointed the leader of the Kuru forces. For

The New-Born Infant

© Charles Lamb

Whether beneath sweet beds of roses,

As foolish little Ann supposes,

Stray Birds 31 - 40

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THE trees come up to my window
like the yearning voice of the dumb earth.
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The Two Boys

© Charles Lamb

I saw a boy with eager eye

Open a book upon a stall,

Seventeenth Sunday After Trinity

© John Keble

Stately thy walls, and holy are the prayers
Which day and night before thine altars rise:
Not statelier, towering o'er her marble stairs,
Flashed Sion's gilded dome to summer skies,
Not holier, while around him angels bowed,
From Aaron's censer steamed the spicy cloud,