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John Milton :
Thus roving on In confus'd march forlorn, th' adventrous Bands, With shuddring horror pale, and eyes agast View'd first thir lamentable lot, and found No rest: through many a dark and drearie Vale They pass'd, and many a Region dolorous, O'er many a Frozen, many a fierie Alpe, Rocks, Caves, Lakes, Fens, Bogs, Dens, and shades of death, A Universe of death, which God by curse Created evil, for evil only good, Where all life dies, death lives, and Nature breeds, Perverse, all monstrous, all prodigious things, Abominable, inutterable, and worse Than Fables yet have feign'd, or fear conceiv'd, Gorgons and Hydras, and Chimeras dire.
[John Milton (1608-1674), British oet. Paradise Lost (l. Bk. II, l. 614-628). OBS. The Complete Poetry of John Milton. John T. Shawcross, ed. (1963, rev. ed. 1971) Doubleday.]
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Walt Whitman :
Bearing the bandages, water and sponge, Straight and swift to my wounded I go, Where they lie on the ground after the battle brought in, Where their priceless blood reddens the grass the ground, Or to the rows of the hospital tent, or under the roof'd hospital, To the long rows of cots up and down each side I return, To each and all one after another I draw near, not one do I miss, An attendant follows holding a tray, he carries a refuse pail, Soon to be fill'd with clotted rags and blood, emptied, and fill'd again.
[Walt Whitman (1819-1892), U.S. poet. The Wound-Dresser (l. 25-33). . . The Complete Poems [Walt Whitman]. Francis Murphy, ed. (1975; repr. 1986) Penguin Books.]
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John Milton :
A hidden strength Which if Heav'n gave it, may be term'd her own: 'Tis chastity, my brother, chastity: She that has that, is clad in compleat steel, And like a quiver'd Nymph with Arrows keen May trace huge Forests, and unharbour'd Heaths, Infamous Hills, and sandy perilous wildes, Where through the sacred rayes of Chastity, No savage fierce, Bandite, or mountaneer Will dare to soyl her Virgin purity,
[John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. Comus; a Masque Presented at Ludlow Castle (l. 418-427). . . The Complete Poetry of John Milton. John T. Shawcross, ed. (1963, rev. ed. 1971) Doubleday.]
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Joel Barlow :
No Raven's wing can stretch the flight so far As the torn bandrols of Napoleon's war. Choose then your climate, fix your best abode, He'll make you deserts and he'll bring you blood. How could you fear a dearth? have not mankind, Tho slain by millions, millions left behind? Has not conscription still the power to weild Her annual faulchion o'er the human field? A faithful harvester!
[Joel Barlow (1754-1812), U.S. poet, politician. Advice to a Raven in Russia, December, 1812 (l. 29-37). . . Norton Anthology of American Literature, The, Vols. I-II. Nina Baym and others, eds. (2d ed., 1985) W. W. Norton & Company.]
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Amelia Gray :
“[Olive’s] left foot was bleeding through a wide swath of bandages onto the tarp it was resting on. The bowl next to her was full of blood. Olive looked a little pale. “I don’t think I should move,” she said. “What are you doing?” Roger shut the door behind him and stood with his back to it. “I decided I might try to eat my toes,” Olive said, closing her eyes. “But now that I’ve started, I don’t think I should move.” Roger pushed himself off the wall and knelt down next to her. He unbuckled her silver belt and reached with it under her dress. He looped the belt around the top of her leg and tightened it. His hands were not shaking. “Sit on the loose end,” he said, pushing it under her. “I hope that works.” “You brought flowers,” she said, blinking. “Olive,” he said. “You cut off your toes.” She looked down at the bowl. “Are they still toes?” she asked.”
[Amelia Gray, Museum of the Weird]
William Shakespeare :
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers. For he today that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition. And gentlemen in England now abed Shall think themselves accursed they were not here, And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.
[William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. King Henry, in King Henry V, act 4, sc. 3, l. 60-7 (1600). Henry's speech before the battle of Agincourt.]
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Ralph Waldo Emerson :
The Cossack eats Poland, Like stolen fruit; Her last noble is ruined, Her last poet mute: Straight, into double band The victors divide; Half for freedom strike and stand;— The astonished Muse finds thousands at her side.
[Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882), U.S. essayist, poet, philosopher. "Ode Inscribed to W.H. Channing," Poems (1847).]
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Matthew Arnold :
Come, dear children, let us away; Down and away below! Now my brothers call from the bay, Now the great winds shoreward blow, Now the salt tides seaward flow; Now the wild white horses play, Champ and chafe and toss in the spray.
[Matthew Arnold (1822-1888), British poet, critic. The Forsaken Merman (l. 1-7). . . Selected Poems and Prose [Matthew Arnold]. Allot, Miriam, ed. (1993) J.M. Dent.]
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John Milton :
'Tis chastity, my brother, chastity. She that has that is clad in complete steel, And like a quivered nymph with arrows keen May trace huge forests and unharbored heaths, Infamous hills and sandy perilous wilds, Where, through the sacred rays of chastity, No savage fierce, bandit, or mountaineer Will dare to soil her virgin purity.
[John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. The elder brother, in Comus, l. 420-7 (1637).]
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Robert Frost :
God of the machine, Peregrine machine, Some still think is Satan, Unto you the thanks For this token flight, Thanks to you and thanks To the brothers Wright....
[Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Kitty Hawk."]
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