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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 1:38 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 1:51 pm
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Tichborne's Elegy
My prime of youth is but a frost of cares, My feast of joy is but a dish of pain, My crop of corn is but a field of tares, And all my good is but vain hope of gain; The day is past, and yet I saw no sun, And now I live, and now my life is done.
My tale was heard and yet it was not told, My fruit is fallen, and yet my leaves are green, My youth is spent and yet I am not old, I saw the world and yet I was not seen; My thread is cut and yet it is not spun, And now I live, and now my life is done.
I sought my death and found it in my womb, I looked for life and saw it was a shade, I trod the earth and knew it was my tomb, And now I die, and now I was but made; My glass is full, and now my glass is run, And now I live, and now my life is done.
-Chidiock Tichborne (1586)
((side-note: Chidiock Tichborne was sentanced to death for conspiring to murder Queen Elizabeth I of England and was executed on the 20th of September 1586))
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 1:16 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 1:41 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 1:51 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 1:55 pm
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Jabberwocky
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand: Long time the manxome foe he sought -- So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought
And as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! and through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back.
"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!" He chortled in his joy.
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.
-Lewis Carroll (1871)
((side note: try counting how many actual words there are in the poem, you may find it harder than you'd expect. Carroll used very few real words, but somehow was able to create a clear picture in the reader's mind))
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Posted: Fri Aug 29, 2008 2:17 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 6:51 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 4:24 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 2:14 am
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 5:43 pm
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DruidTigeress Speaking of which- since when did I give you permission to get so damn good?? scream gonk xd and while I'm at it, who knew you could be so emo when you want to? (Loljokingdon'thurtme) Anyway to prove who's best I wrote this peom just now and titled it: Re: Your poems(but let's get serious now smile I fear I'm losing touch with you as sadness steals your heart I fear the man you used to be is fading more and more I fear this fragile bond we have might break when we're apart I fear I face a danger I have never known before I fear that in this fearing I do more than I'm allowed I fear that for this love one friendship pays the price I fear to see your good heart burried in a shroud I fear for one so shy, you're too quickly bitten twice I fear you toss and turn this night as I do for your sake I fear your wakeless mutterings, and drum of sleepless feet I fear insomnia and anxiousness so often madmen make I fear all I can do now is count sheep to slow my heartbeat I fear that in the darkness the seeds of sorrow grow I fear for you. I think I fear more than you know And yet, more than anything I fear the thoughts behind my eyes I fear I cannot speak because I cannot trust my own intent Do I celebrate this union or long to steal back the coveted prize? I fear I think this is an omen, but from hell or heaven sent?
i love this poem it shows emotion
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 10:52 am
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Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2008 1:32 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 11:13 am
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