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Robert Browning

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Robert Browning was born on May 7, 1812 in Camberwell, which is south of London. His birthday falls within a couple of months of the births of Dickens and Thackeray. He was the eldest of 2 children, born to Robert and Sarah Anna Browning. His father was a bank clerk. He attended London University for a short while in 1828, but received most of his education by readinghis from his father\'s library. His first poem, Pauline, was published when he was 21. It was soon followed by Paracelsus (1835) and Sordello (1840). A year later, Pippa Passes, the first in a series entitled Bells and Pomegranates was published; the remaining seven parts appeared between 1841-46. In 1846, Browning eloped with Elizabeth Barrett and lived with her in Italy until his death in 1861. Various difficulties made the poet\'s requested burial in Florence impossible, and his body was returned to England to be interred in Westminster Abbey. The they left you for their pleasure: till in due time, one by one, Some...

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Elizabeth Barret BrowningEB

Elizabeth Barret Browning

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Naștere – 6 martie 1806 Kelloe, lângă Durham, Anglia Deces – 29 iunie 1861 (la 55 de ani) Florența, Italia Elizabeth Barrett Browning (n. 6 martie 1806 - d. 29 iunie 1861) a fost o poetă engleză. A scris versuri de o deosebită sensibilitate dedicate soțului ei, poetul Robert Browning. Opera 1847: Sonete din parte portughezei ("Sonnets from the Portuguese"); 1851: Ferestrele casei Guidi ("Casa Guidi Window"); 1860: Poeme înainte de Congres ("Poems Before Congress"); 1857: Aurora Leigh ("Aurora Leigh").

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Elizabeth Barrett BrowningEB

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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Elizabeth Barrett Browning (6 March 1806 – 29 June 1861) was one of the most prominent poets of the Victorian era. Her poetry was widely popular in both England and the United States during her lifetime.[1] A collection of her last poems was published by her husband, Robert Browning, shortly after her death. Works/Collections 1820: The Battle of Marathon: A Poem. Privately printed 1826: A Essay On Mind, with Other Poems. London: James Duncan 1833: Prometheus Bound, Translated from the Greek of Aeschylus,and Miscellaneous Poems. London: A.J. Valpy 1838: The Seraphim, and Other Poems. London: Saunders and Otley 1844: Poems (UK) / A Drama of Exile, and other Poems (US). London: Edward Moxon. New York: Henry G. Langley 1850: Poems ("New Edition", 2 vols.) Revision of 1844 edition adding Sonnets from the Portuguese and others. London: Chapman & Hall 1851: Casa Guidi Windows. London: Chapman & Hall 1853: Poems (3d ed.). London: Chapman & Hall 1854: Two Poems: "A Plea for the Ragged Schools...

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William Blake

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William Blake (1757-1827) was a British poet, painter, visionary mystic, and engraver, who illustrated and printed his own books. Blake proclaimed the supremacy of the imagination over the rationalism and materialism of the 18th- century. Misunderstanding shadowed his career as a writer and artist and it was left to later generations to recognize his importance. Blake was born in London, where he spent most of his life. His father was a successful London hosier who encouraged Blake\'s artistic talents. Blake was first educated at home, chiefly by his mother. In 1767 he was sent to Henry Pars\' drawing school. Blake has recorded that from his early years, he experienced visions of angels and ghostly monks and that he saw and conversed with the angel Gabriel, the Virgin Mary, and various historical figures. At the age of 14 Blake was apprenticed for seven years to the engraver James Basire. Gothic art and architecture influenced him deeply. In 1783 he married Catherine Boucher, the...

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Ian Bavitz

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Ian Bavitz, Long Island, New York City, New York, USA. Acquiring his adopted moniker from a movie he had acted in with friends and adding the surname when he began throwing rhymes, Aesop Rock creates hip-hop that is potent and evocative of his home city of New York. He and his production partner Blockhead apparently derive most of their samples from records lifted from the 99 cent bins of local music stores, meaning most of the sounds on his albums are drawn from Italian disco records. The former art student from Boston University built up a strong online fanbase with a number of CD releases, including Music For Earthworms and Appleseed, before making his debut album for the Mush label in 2000 with Float. Drawing on history and mythology to inform his densely constructed soundscapes, Aesop Rock\'s dextrous flow required several listens for the impact of his lyrics to be fully understood and assimilated.

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John Willy Kopperud

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It\'s All Over Now, Baby Blue Bob Dylan You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last. But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast. Yonder stands your orphan with his gun, Crying like a fire in the sun. Look out the saints are comin\' through And it\'s all over now, Baby Blue. The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense. Take what you have gathered from coincidence. The empty-handed painter from your streets Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets. This sky, too, is folding under you And it\'s all over now, Baby Blue. All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home. All your reindeer armies, are all going home. The lover who just walked out your door Has taken all his blankets from the floor. The carpet, too, is moving under you And it\'s all over now, Baby Blue. Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you. Forget the dead you\'ve left, they will not follow you. The vagabond who\'s rapping at your door Is standing in the clothes that you...

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HÖLDERLIN, FriedrichHF

HÖLDERLIN, Friedrich

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Johann Christian Friedrich Hölderlin (20 March 1770 – 6 June 1843) was a major German lyric poet. His work bridges the Classical and Romantic schools. Having spent most of his life tormented by mental illness, he suffered great loneliness, and often spent his time playing the piano, drawing, reading, writing, and enjoyed travelling when he had the chance. The poetry of Hölderlin, widely recognized today as one of the highest points of German literature, was little known or understood during his lifetime and slipped into obscurity shortly after his death; his illness and reclusion made him fade from his contemporaries' consciousness – and, even though selections of his work were being published by his friends already during his lifetime, it was largely ignored for the rest of the 19th century. In fact, Hölderlin was a man of his time, an early supporter of the French Revolution – in his youth at the Seminary of Tübingen, he and some colleagues from a "republican club" planted a "Tree...

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PARADISE LOST -- Book II

de John Milton

Book II High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold, Satan exalted...

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_____

de Alina

lost in a dream... drowning in the eyes of a statue who dreamt a sacred dream of me... incipiunt hic tenebrarum lectiones secundae, cum lucifer receptaculum noctis evasus. demergitur in undis...

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LOVE IS ALL

de sanda deme

LOVE IS ALL YANNI-TRIBUTE LOVE IS ALL YANNI-TRIBUTE Was raining in my heart Falling deep inside of me Drowning in my soul This silence rushes over me I am breath against this fire And I will not turn...

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Born to be...

de Pop Emilia- Mariuca

Now i\'m crying cause i feel so lost... My heart is drowning,she had enough! I feel how the sadness my soul follows How can i release myself of this painfull sorrow? No one knows cause no one...

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Insane

de Keintzel Erhard

I feel you warm Deep in my soul I am in love With a pistol It\'s a sweet rain Your angel smile is killing me You are to lovely, are to nice I suffer form insanity Oh, devil you are so beautiful I\'m...

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E Tenebris

de Oscar Wilde

Come down, O Christ, and help me! reach Thy hand, For I am drowning in a stormier sea Than Simon on Thy lake of Galilee: The wine of life is spilt upon the sand, My heart is as some famine-murdered...

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Postcard to The Past

de Ohm

The past... Wow, what can I say. All this soon will fade. All this will simply be fetilizer for the future. The past can\\\\\\\'t help but cry, and die... drowning in its own tears (and sometimes its...

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RIDDLE (ghicitoare)

de Vlad Martinescu

Riddle There is darkness, And darkness is my heart. There is pain, And pain is my soul. There is sadness, And sadness is my meaning. There is death, And death is my life. I’m the collector of all...

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Another Story Of Lenore

de Alin Niculae

This wave seems to lead me now To the place of Nevermore The place where I will find... Where I will find my lost Lenore. I divide the night in search for love And myst guides me out of sorrow I will...

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Suzanne

de Leonard Cohen

Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river You can hear the boats go by You can spend the night beside her And you know that she\'s half crazy But that\'s why you want to be there And she...

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Infinite

de Giacomo Leopardi

These solitary hills have always been dear to me. Seated here, this sweet hedge, which blocks the distant horizon opening inner silences and interminable distances. I plunge in thought to where my...

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Porn meditation

de Theodor Emilian Barbu

Porn has ruined it for me. I mean now I can never be with a girl who is less than perfect. Pretty just won’t do it anymore. It seems this is my curse. It’s hard even to talk to the ugly ones. That...

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perpetual red

de razvan cirezaru

the ones which, cursed, forever dwell far from the shores of the known world, sunk in the deepest pits of hell, both young and old, may once recall the touch of their immortal stare from the beyond,...

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