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Divine Poems
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Divine Poems
by John Donne
Thou hast made me, and shall thy work decay?
Repair me now, for now mine end doth haste;
I run to death, and death meets me as fast,
And all my pleasures are like yesterday.
I dare not move my dim eyes any way,
Despair behind, and death before doth cast
Such terror, and my feeble flesh doth waste
Thou like adamant draw mine iron heart,
That not one hour myself I can sustain,
Thy grace may wing me to prevent his art.
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Lady Windermere's Fan
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Lady Windermere's Fan
by Oscar Wilde
LADY WINDERMERE bows coldly, and goes off with LORD DARLINGTON
MRS. ERLYNNE
Oh, how do you do, Mr. Graham?
So pleased to meet you, Lady Jedburgh.
Your nephew and I are great friends. I am so much interested in his political career. I think he's sure to be a wonderful success. He thinks like a Tory, and talks like a Radical, and that's so important nowadays. He's such a brilliant talker, too. But we all know from whom he inherits that - to be a wonderful success. Lord Allandale was saying to me only yesterday, in the Park, that Mr. Graham talks almost as well as his aunt.
LADY JEDBURGH
Most kind of you to say these charming things to me!
[MRS. ERLYNNE smiles, and continues conversation.]
DUMBY
[To CECIL GRAHAM]
Did you introduce Mrs. Erlynne to Lady Jedburgh?
CECIL GRAHAM
Had to, my dear fellow. Couldn't help it! That woman can make one do anything she wants. How, I don't know.
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Landscapes
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Landscapes
by Thomas Stearns Eliot
Red river, red river,
Slow flow heat is silence
No will is still as a river
Still. Will heat move
Only through the mocking-bird
Heard once? Still hills
Wait. Gates wait. Purple trees,
White trees, wait, wait,
Delay, decay. Living, living,
Never moving. Ever moving
Iron thoughts came with me
And go with me:
Red river river river.
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Choruses From The Rock
05:01
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Choruses from 'The Rock'
by Thomas Stearns Eliot
It is hard for those who have never known persecution,
And who have never known a Christian,
To believe these tales of Christian persecution.
It is hard for those who live near a Bank
To doubt the security of their money.
It is hard for those who live near a Police Station
To believe in the triumph of violence.
Do you think that the Faith has conquered the World
And that lions no longer need keepers?
Do you need to be told that whatever has been, can still be?
Do you need to be told that even such modest attainments
As you can boast in the way of polite society
Will hardly survive the Faith to which they owe their significance?
Men! polish your teeth on rising and retiring;
Women! polish your fingernails:
You polish the tooth of the dog and the talon of the cat.
Why should men love the Church? Why should they love her laws?
She tells them of Life and Death, and of all that they would forget.
She is tender where they would be hard, and hard where they like to be soft.
She tells them of Evil and Sin, and other unpleasant facts.
They constantly try to escape
From the darkness outside and within
By dreaming of systems so perfect that no one will need to be good.
But the man that is will shadow
The man that pretends to be.
And the Son of Man was not crucified once for all.
The blood of the martyrs not shed once for all,
The lives of the Saints not given once for all:
But the Son of Man is crucified always
And there shall be Martyrs and Saints.
And if blood of Martyrs is to flow on the steps
We must first build the steps;
And if the Temple is to be cast down
We must first build the Temple.
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Frog In The Fog
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Frog in the Fog
by Graham Jane
the glass boy
are you like me
thats all i want to know
its a damn shame you're all colour blind
am i alone
in a crowded road
big space but I'm in a tube
under-thoughts and overtunes
explain it to me
are you like me
feel certain mercy
ther glass boy
are you afraid
frog in the fog
rain
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Psalm 85
03:29
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Psalm 85
Mercy and truth are met toghether;
rightousness and peace have kissed each other
Truth shall spring out of the earth
righteousness shall look down from heaven.
Yea, the Lord shall give that which is good;
and our land shall yield her increase.
Righteousness shall go before him;
and shall set us in the way of his steps.
Mercy and truth are met toghether;
rightousness and peace have kissed each other.
Truth, truth
Truth shall spring out of the earth!
rightousness shall look down from the heaven
Yea the Lord that which is good;
and our land shall yield her increase.
Righteousness shall go before him
in the way of his steps
shall set us in the way of his steps
shall set us in the way of his steps.
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Adam & Eve In the Garden
03:06
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Adam & Eve in the Garden
by John Milton
Happiness in his power left free to will, [ 235 ]
Left to his own free Will, his Will though free,
Yet mutable; whence warne him to beware
He swerve not too secure: tell him withall
His danger, and from whom, what enemie
And Eve within, due at her hour prepar'd
For dinner savourie fruits, of taste to please
True appetite, and not disrelish thirst [ 305 ]
Of nectarous draughts between, from milkie stream,
Berrie or Grape: to whom thus Adam call'd.
Haste hither Eve, and worth thy sight behold
Eastward among those Trees, what glorious shape
Comes this way moving; seems another Morn [ 310 ]
Ris'n on mid-noon; Som great behest from Heav'n
To us perhaps he brings, and will voutsafe
This day to be our Guest. But goe with speed,
And what thy stores contain, bring forth and poure
Abundance, fit to honour and receive [ 315 ]
Our Heav'nly stranger; well we may afford
not to let th' occasion pass
Given him by this great Conference to know
Of things above his World, and of thir being [ 455 ]
Who dwell in Heav'n, whose excellence he saw
Transcend his own so farr
And so from Heav'n to deepest Hell
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Book IV
04:56
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The Expostulation
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The Expostulation
by John Donne
To make the doubt clear, that no woman's true,
Was it my fate to prove it strong in you?
Thought I, but one had breathèd purest air;
And must she needs be false, because she's fair?
Is it your beauty's mark, or of your youth,
Or your perfection, not to study truth?
Or think you heaven is deaf, or hath no eyes?
Or those it hath smile at your perjuries?
Are vows so cheap with women, or the matter
Whereof they're made, that they are writ in water,
And blown away with wind? Or doth their breath
Both hot and cold, at once make life and death?
...divine impression...That seal'd the rest,
should now prove empty blisses?
Did you draw bonds to forfeit? sign to break?
Or must we read ...
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The Habit Of Perfection
03:51
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The Habit of Perfection
by Gerard Manley Hopkins
ELECTED Silence, sing to me
And beat upon my whorlèd ear,
Pipe me to pastures still and be
The music that I care to hear.
Shape nothing, lips; be lovely-dumb:
It is the shut, the curfew sent
From there where all surrenders come
Which only makes you eloquent.
Be shellèd, eyes, with double dark
And find the uncreated light:
This ruck and reel which you remark
Coils, keeps, and teases simple sight.
Palate, the hutch of tasty lust,
Desire not to be rinsed with wine:
The can must be so sweet, the crust
So fresh that come in fasts divine!
Nostrils, your careless breath that spend
Upon the stir and keep of pride,
What relish shall the censers send
Along [...]
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To Nature
03:13
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To Nature
by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
It may indeed be phantasy, when I
Essay to draw from all created things
Deep, heartfelt, inward joy that closely clings;
And trace in leaves and flowers that round me lie
Lessons of love and earnest piety.
So let it be ; and if the wide world rings
In mock of this belief, it brings
Nor fear, nor grief, nor vain perplexity.
So will I build my altar in the fields,
And the blue sky my fretted dome shall be,
And the sweet fragrance that the wild flower yields
Shall be the incense I will yield to Thee,
Thee only God ! and thou shalt not despise
Even me, the priest of this poor sacrifice.
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Sensitive Plant
02:21
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Sensitive Plant
by Percy Bysshe Shelley
A Sensitive Plant in a garden grew,
And the young winds fed it with silver dew,
And it opened its fan-like leaves to the light.
And closed them beneath the kisses of Night.
And the Spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth’s dark breast
Rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
But none ever trembled and panted with bliss
In the garden, the field, or the wilderness,
Like a doe in the noontide with love’s sweet want,
As the companionless Sensitive Plant. [...]
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To a friend in God's hand*
by John Keats
WHAT is there in the universal Earth
More lovely than a Wreath from the bay tree?
Haply a Halo round the Moon a glee
Circling from three sweet pair of Lips in Mirth
And haply you will say the dewy birth
Of morning Roses ripplings tenderly
Spread by the Halcyon's breast upon the Sea
But these Comparisons are nothing worth
Then is there nothing in the world so fair?
The silvery tears of April? Youth of May?
Or June that breathes out life for butterflies?
No none of these can from my favourite bear
Away the Palm yet shall it ever pay
Due Reverence to your most sovereign eyes
*original title: "To The Ladies Who Saw Me Crowned"
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