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Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Eighth Book

ONE eve it happened when I sate alone,
Alone upon the terrace of my tower,
A book upon my knees, to counterfeit
The reading that I never read at all,
While Marian, in the garden down below,
Knelt by the fountain (I could just hear thrill
The drowsy silence of the exhausted day)
And peeled a new fig from that purple heap
In the grass beside her,–turning out the red
To feed her eager child, who sucked at it
With vehement lips across a gap of air
As he stood opposite, face and curls a-flame
With that last sun-ray, crying, 'give me, give,'
And stamping with imperious baby-feet,
(We're all born princes)–something startled me,–
The laugh of sad and innocent souls, that breaks
Abruptly, as if frightened at itself;
'Twas Marian laughed. I saw her glance above
In sudden shame that I should hear her laugh,
And straightway dropped my eyes upon my book,

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Devil in front of an Angel

cast the devil till eternity, move out the
devil thought that lure every heart to plunder
my joy and happiness to the valley of infinity
of fire

you have come to my innermost sincerity
of doing, that leads me to find the freedom;
as you have just separate my pleasure with the
wisdom of God in the paradise of Eden and
conquer the fire of hell with your posthumous
gift of blindness

my wonder ask the will to the one who give
me the light and envy the creator of the gift
shared with the angel, now that you have
made my heart turn to stone, all are all with
my soul to step the path of loneliness, beyond
the destiny of returning home

leave me dear devil, i want to close my heart

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Love can Waits

love comes in the contentment of erotic satisfaction
of human expression, underneath human feeling of
love and as it is bounded and join amongst universal
interaction, the heart can wait the soul to hold the
plasmic energy the power to procreate and subdue
the given freedom of existence

rejoice my heart, give the aloha, the shinning
beaches of halos of sacredness to exist, the soil that
sadden the lost and the sky to sing, the acrostic of
sweet sound of songs, as the angel unifying their
voices of praise that love can wait, the passion to
hold every bits and pieces of your heart

urge me my soul to indulge, taste me to ponder and
looks beyond today, and shield my entangle emotion
to see, that goes what my desire to happiness await,
never turn back your face in the reality reflect, push
me back, the dream what i dream of a family of the
future would be

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Milk in the honey

wasteful things comes without purpose, as
it exist before it become to nothing; done
many worth values after, everything losses
its greatness

the cherry blossoms give fascinating flowers,
wither, as the perfume relieve the agony of the
of the sting sucking the petal, leaving its
wonderful joy of sprouting hyacinth moisture of
everlasting fragrance of lasting end

like the birds that flies, seeing no distance land,
yet! surfing the wind with oozing happiness of
diving beneath the turmoil of wind, leaving no
fear of dying, seeking to speed as perfect as it
could in the bluish ocean of water; the beginning
and the meaning of what is life

soak, dye and let the all be the start of milking the
essence of what will be the end that start with a

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The Victories Of Love. Book II

I
From Jane To Her Mother

Thank Heaven, the burthens on the heart
Are not half known till they depart!
Although I long'd, for many a year,
To love with love that casts out fear,
My Frederick's kindness frighten'd me,
And heaven seem'd less far off than he;
And in my fancy I would trace
A lady with an angel's face,
That made devotion simply debt,
Till sick with envy and regret,
And wicked grief that God should e'er
Make women, and not make them fair.
That he might love me more because
Another in his memory was,
And that my indigence might be
To him what Baby's was to me,
The chief of charms, who could have thought?

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Innermost Happiness

Let's go find that great blue yonder,
Far away from noise and rush,
A place where one can sit and ponder,
Silently, in a cocoon of hush.

With solitude, to rest one's senses,
Some time to grasp what life's about,
To knock down all those rigid fences,
And let your wildest thoughts fly out.

Allow for all your hopes to wander,
Into dreams that calm the mind,
And use the time in that great blue yonder,
Your innermost happiness to find.

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Hermann And Dorothea - IV. Euterpe

MOTHER AND SON.

THUS the men discoursed together; and meanwhile the mother
Went in search of her son,--at first in front of the dwelling
On the bench of stone, for he was accustom'd to sit there.
When she found him not there, she went to look in the stable,
Thinking perchance he was feeding his splendid horses, the stallions
Which he had bought when foals, and which he entrusted to no one.
But the servant inform'd her that he had gone to the garden.
Then she nimbly strode across the long double courtyard,
Left the stables behind, and the barns all made of good timber,
Enter'd the garden which stretch'd far away to the walls of the borough,
Walk'd across it, rejoicing to see how all things were growing,
Carefully straighten'd the props, on which the apple-tree's branches,
Heavily loaded, reposed, and the weighty boughs of the pear-tree,
Took a few caterpillars from off the strong-sprouting cabbage;
For a bustling woman is never idle one moment.
In this manner she came to the end of the long-reaching garden,
Where was the arbour all cover'd with woodbine: she found not her son there,
Nor was he to be seen in any part of the garden.

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John Keats

Endymion: Book III

There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men
With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen
Their baaing vanities, to browse away
The comfortable green and juicy hay
From human pastures; or, O torturing fact!
Who, through an idiot blink, will see unpack'd
Fire-branded foxes to sear up and singe
Our gold and ripe-ear'd hopes. With not one tinge
Of sanctuary splendour, not a sight
Able to face an owl's, they still are dight
By the blear-eyed nations in empurpled vests,
And crowns, and turbans. With unladen breasts,
Save of blown self-applause, they proudly mount
To their spirit's perch, their being's high account,
Their tiptop nothings, their dull skies, their thrones--
Amid the fierce intoxicating tones
Of trumpets, shoutings, and belabour'd drums,
And sudden cannon. Ah! how all this hums,
In wakeful ears, like uproar past and gone--
Like thunder clouds that spake to Babylon,

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Purchasing Power

It’s a steal, good value-for-money,
The reasonableness is evaluated by him.
His job is to rate the products that harden into being,
Escaping the authorities, escalating into other products.
The bountiful world of money-and-toil,
Gardens lavish with flowers of trouble
Are innermost in our happiness,
Capital is all that is desired in the breast.
We are proud as humans to walk the Earth
In search of food to equip us from our tortures.
The path to a good purchase is to refrain from cheating
And undoing the deeds previously invoked by the good soul.
It is essential we buy products we decide to employ
For the furthering of our goals.

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Hymns Of The Marshes.

I. Sunrise.


In my sleep I was fain of their fellowship, fain
Of the live-oak, the marsh, and the main.
The little green leaves would not let me alone in my sleep;
Up-breathed from the marshes, a message of range and of sweep,
Interwoven with waftures of wild sea-liberties, drifting,
Came through the lapped leaves sifting, sifting,
Came to the gates of sleep.
Then my thoughts, in the dark of the dungeon-keep
Of the Castle of Captives hid in the City of Sleep,
Upstarted, by twos and by threes assembling:
The gates of sleep fell a-trembling
Like as the lips of a lady that forth falter `Yes,'
Shaken with happiness:
The gates of sleep stood wide.

I have waked, I have come, my beloved! I might not abide:
I have come ere the dawn, O beloved, my live-oaks, to hide

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