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Ode to Stephen Dowling Bots, Dec'd.

© Pierre de Ronsard

And did young Stephen sicken,
 And did young Stephen die?
And did the sad hearts thicken,
 And did the mourners cry?

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Of Love To God

© John Bunyan

When I do this begin to apprehend,

My heart, my soul, and mind, begins to bend

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On Liberty and Slavery

© George Moses Horton

Alas! and am I born for this,
 To wear this slavish chain?
Deprived of all created bliss,
 Through hardship, toil and pain!

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Ode I. 11

© Horace

Leucon, no one’s allowed to know his fate,

Not you, not me: don’t ask, don’t hunt for answers

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On Sir Thomas Savill Dying Of The Small Pox

© William Strode

Take, greedy death, a body here entomd

That by a thousand stroakes was made one wound,

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O Jours De Mon Printemps

© André Marie de Chénier

O jours de mon printemps, jours couronnés de rose,

  A votre fuite en vain un long regret s'oppose,

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Of The Nature Of Things: Book III - Part 02 - Nature And Composition Of The Mind

© Lucretius

First, then, I say, the mind which oft we call

The intellect, wherein is seated life's

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Orient Ode

© Francis Thompson

Lo, in the sanctuaried East,

Day, a dedicated priest

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Orpheus Alone

© Mark Strand

It was an adventure much could be made of: a walk

On the shores of the darkest known river,

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"Once we were happy"

© Torquato Tasso

Once we were happy, I

Loving and beloved,

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On the Extinction of the Venetian Republic

© André Breton



Once did She hold the gorgeous east in fee;

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Oppression

© Langston Hughes

Now dreams
Are not available
To the dreamers,
Nor songs
To the singers.

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One Woman's History

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

"The maiden free, the maiden wed.
Can never, never be the same,
A new life springs from out the dead.
And with the speaking of a name-
A breath upon the marriage bed,
She finds herself a something new.

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Our Willie

© Henry Timrod

’T was merry Christmas when he came,

Our little boy beneath the sod;

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On Virtue

© Phillis Wheatley

O thou bright jewel in my aim I strive


To comprehend thee. Thine own words declare

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On An Old Deluded Suitor

© George Moses Horton



See sad deluded love, in years too late,

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Obsession

© Paul Eluard

After years of wisdom
During which the world was transparent as a needle
Was it cooing about something else?
After having vied with returned favours squandered treasure

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Old Song

© Edward Fitzgerald

TIS a dull sight
 To see the year dying,
When winter winds
 Set the yellow wood sighing:
 Sighing, O sighing!

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Ode to Duty

© André Breton

Jam non consilio bonus, sed more eo perductus, ut non tantum recte facere possim, sed nisi recte facere non possim"
"I am no longer good through deliberate intent, but by long habit have reached a point where I am not only able to do right, but am unable to do anything but what is right."
(Seneca, Letters 120.10)