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What! 'Out of danger?' Can the slighted Dame
Or canting Pharisee no more defame?
Will Treachery caress my hand no more,
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What! 'Out of danger?' Can the slighted Dame
Or canting Pharisee no more defame?
Will Treachery caress my hand no more,
Nor Hatred He alurk about my door?
Ingratitude, with benefits dismissed,
Not close the loaded palm to make a fist?
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Earth raised up her head
From the darkness dread and drear,
Her light fled,
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Cruelty has a human heart,
And Jealousy a human face;
Terror the human form divine,
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1. They named the child Orc, he grew
Fed with milk of Enitharmon
2. Los awoke her; O sorrow & pain!
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Why art thou silent & invisible
Father of jealousy
Why dost thou hide thyself in clouds
From every searching Eye
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AFRICA
I will sing you a song of Los. the Eternal Prophet:
He sung it to four harps at the tables of Eternity.
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Rintrah roars and shakes his
fires in the burdenM air,
Hungry clouds swag on the deep.
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A flower was offered to me,
Such a flower as May never bore;
But I said 'I've a pretty rose tree,'
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To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.
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Preludium
The shadowy Daughter of Urthona stood before red Orc,
When fourteen suns had faintly journey'd o'er his dark abode:
His food she brought in iron baskets, his drink in cups of iron:
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When I see you, who were so wise and cool,
Gazing with silly sickness on that fool
You've given your love to, your adoring hands
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'Weeping and wailing, care and other sorrow,
I have enough, on even and on morrow,'
Quoth the Merchant, 'and so have other mo',
That wedded be; I trow* that it be so;
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'IN faith, Squier, thou hast thee well acquit,
And gentilly; I praise well thy wit,'
Quoth the Franklin; 'considering thy youthe
So feelingly thou speak'st, Sir, I aloue* thee, *allow, approve
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In Oxford there once lived a rich old lout
Who had some guest rooms that he rented out,
And carpentry was this old fellow's trade.
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I sat before my glass one day,
And conjured up a vision bare,
Unlike the aspects glad and gay,
That erst were found reflected there -
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What tho' first,
In years unseason'd, I attuned the lay
To idle passion and unreal woe?
Yet serious truth her empire o'er my song
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Thou bleedest, my poor heart! and thy distress
Reas'ning I ponder with a scornful smile
And probe thy sore wound sternly, tho' the while
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'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock
And the owls have awakened the crowing cock;
Tu-whit!- Tu-whoo!
And hark, again! the crowing cock,
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1100
The last Night that She lived
It was a Common Night
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Love, love is not selfish or jealous
It comes from the heart
And so do these words
So listen as I tell this
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In the heart of Lahore, where the city hums,
Lived Asim, a Sufi, to wisdom he succumbed.
Amidst the noise, his soul stayed serene,
Yet jealousy, a shadow, broke through the screen.
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In jealousy a person turns blind to light,
Ignoring blessings in their reach and sight,
Their eyes fixed on what others possess,
Their hearts consumed by envy, a distress.
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Jealousy and Envy!
Things of beauty are created with deep interest and dedication
Out of love only have lasting value and joy whoever loves beauty;
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Watching the talented Taylor Swift onstage
She does burn with jealousy
Why is she so popular? Why is she so pretty?
Why don't I have all the same things?
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Hatred and jealousy, such poisonous friends,
They cling to your heart and never truly end.
They fester and boil, like a wound gone bad,
Consuming your soul, making you mad.
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Love cannot exist except between equals. Jealousy is the poison ivy that grows around the tree of love, it chokes it's branches and Withers it's roots, so if love cannot exist except between equals, then jealousy is when love is not equal
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(in answer to Alexander Sergeyevich Pus)
I love you even if it bides me ill,
this is more than feeling or just desire,
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(in answer to Alexander Sergeyevich Pus)
I love you even if it bides me ill,
this is more than feeling or just desire,
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