December 2011
13 posts
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Dec 30th
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“His first really fine poem is Alastor. It is written in blank verse, and...”
– from “The Child’s English Literature” by H. E. Marshall (1909)
Dec 29th
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Dec 29th
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“I, thy crystal paramour Borne beside thee by a power Like the polar Paradise,...”
– from “Prometheus Unbound” (Act IV)
Dec 28th
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Dec 23rd
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"The cold earth slept below"
The cold earth slept below; Above the cold sky shone; And all around, With a chilling sound, From caves of ice and fields of snow The breath of night like death did flow Beneath the sinking moon. The wintry hedge was black; The green grass was not seen; The birds did rest On the bare thorn’s breast, Whose roots, beside the pathway track, Had bound their folds o’er many a...
Dec 17th
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from "Zastrozzi"
But one evening, maddened by the tender protestations of eternal fidelity to Julia’s memory which Verezzi uttered, her brain was almost turned. Her tumultuous soul, agitated by contending emotions, flashed from her eyes. Unable to disguise the extreme violence of her sensations, in an ecstasy of despairing love, she rushed from the apartment, where she had left Verezzi, and, unaccompanied,...
Dec 15th
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Dec 13th
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Dec 13th
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The great secret
“The great secret of morals is love, or a going out of our own nature and an identification of ourselves with the beautiful which exists in thought, action, or person, not our own.”
Dec 8th
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“Alas, good friend, what profit can you see In hating such a hateless thing as...”
– “Lines to a Reviewer” by Shelley
Dec 6th
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“it is only by softening and disguising dead flesh by culinary preparation that...”
– percy bysshe shelley (via fuckyeahveganlife)
Dec 2nd
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‘And fell, as I have fallen, by the wayside;— Those soonest from whose forms most shadows passed, And least of strength and beauty did abide. ‘Then, what is life? I cried.’—
Dec 1st
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