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| 1401. | How Many Bards Gild The Lapses Of Time! by John Keats | | How many bards gild the lapses of time!
A few of them have ever been the food
Of my delighted fancy,—I could brood
Over their beauties, earthly, ... |
| 1404. | Where's the Poet? by John Keats | | Where's the Poet? show him! show him,
Muses nine! that I may know him.
'Tis the man who with a man
Is an equal, be he King,
Or poorest of the begg... |
| 1407. | The Panther by Rainer Maria Rilke | | His vision, from the constantly passing bars,
has grown so weary that it cannot hold
anything else. It seems to him there are
a thousand bars and ... |
| 1408. | Archaic Torso Of Apollo by Rainer Maria Rilke | | We cannot know his legendary head
with eyes like ripening fruit. And yet his torso
is still suffused with brilliance from inside,
like a lamp, in w... |
| 1410. | To Say Before Going To Sleep by Rainer Maria Rilke | | I would like to sing someone to sleep,
have someone to sit by and be with.
I would like to cradle you and softly sing,
be your companion while you ... |
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