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I sing the body that is electric! I celebrate the Self yet to be unveiled!
All but blind In his chambered hole Gropes for worms The four-clawed Mole.
Our heroes of the former days deserved and gained their never-fading bays.
Happy are men who yet before they are killed Can let their veins run cold.
Both read the Bible day and night, but thou read black where I read white.
Our own acts are isolated and one act does not buy absolution for another.
Bodily decrepitude is wisdom; young We loved each other and were ignorant.
Too long a sacrifice can make a stone of the heart. O when may it suffice?
Tender pauses speak The overflow of gladness, When words are all too weak.
Poets are damned but they are not blind, they see with the eyes of angels.
Liquor and love rescue the cloudy sense banish its despair give it a home.
I have a kitten,the drollest of all creatures that ever wore a cat's skin.
No tree in all the grove but has its charms, Though each its hue peculiar.
No wild enthusiast could rest, till half the world like him was possessed.
A moral, sensible, and well-bred manWill not affront me, and no other can.
For in a dearth of comforts, we art taught To be contented with the least.
Our true acquisitions lie only in our charities - we gain only as we give.
We fail! But screw your courage to the sticking-place, And we'll not fail.
Do as the heavens have done, forget your evil; With them forgive yourself.
Are you sure/That we are awake? It seems to me/That yet we sleep, we dream
People’s good deeds we write in water. The evil deeds are etched in brass.
The more pity, that fools may not speak wisely what wise men do foolishly.
For I am fresh of spirit, and resolved To meet all perils very constantly.
You know That I do fawn on men, and hug them hard, And after scandal them.
As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; they kill us for their sport.
Blow, blow, thou winter wind Thou art not so unkind, As man's ingratitude.
You undergo too strict a paradox, Striving to make an ugly deed look fair.
Flout 'em, and scout 'em; and scout 'em, and flout 'em; / Thought is free.
Though it make the unskillful laugh, cannot but make the judicious grieve.
By being seldom seen, I could not stir But like a comet I was wondered at.
Those, that with haste will make a mighty fire, Begin it with weak straws.
Make the upcoming hour overflow with joy, and let pleasure drown the brim.
For where is any author in the world Teaches such beauty as a woman's eye?
It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury; signifying nothing.
This tyrant, whose sole name blisters our tongues,Was once thought honest.
Sir, in my heart there was a kind of fighting That would not let me sleep.
I am as true as truth's simplicity, And simpler than the infancy of truth.
To have seen much and to have nothing is to have rich eyes and poor hands.
I have nothing Of woman in me; now from head to foot I am marble-constant.
No stony bulwark can resist the love, and love dares what anyone can love.
The force of his own merit makes his way-a gift that heaven gives for him.
Thou seest I have more flesh than another man, and therefore more frailty.
Affliction may one day smile again; and till then, sit thee down, sorrow!.
Bid the dishonest man mend himself; if he mend, he is no longer dishonest.
O, Thou hast damnable iteration; and art, indeed, able to corrupt a saint.
Upon his royal face there is no note how dread an army hath enrounded him.
My chastity's the jewel of our house, bequeathed down from many ancestors.
It is not vain glory for a man and his glass to confer in his own chamber.
As high as we have mounted in delight, In our dejection do we sink as low.
Or shipwrecked, kindles on the coast False fires, that others may be lost.