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Post by Pacifica on Jan 22, 2024 11:49:53 GMT
There's Poe, but I've kind of had enough of it. If you haven't, though, I could still use that.
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Post by Pacifica on Jan 22, 2024 11:55:05 GMT
Perhaps I could post a Byron play.
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kizolk
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Post by kizolk on Jan 22, 2024 17:05:28 GMT
Perhaps I could post a Byron play. Let's try! |
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Post by Pacifica on Jan 22, 2024 17:13:18 GMT
OK.
Manfred
By George Gordon, Lord Byron
Act I
SCENE I. MANFRED alone -- Scene, a Gothic gallery -- Time, Midnight.
MANFRED
The _______ must be replenish'd, but even then
It will not _______ so long as I must _______:
My slumbers -- if I slumber -- are not sleep,
But a continuance of enduring thought,
Which then I can resist not: in my heart
There is a vigil, and these eyes but close
To _______ _______; and yet I live, and bear
The aspect and the form of breathing men.
But grief should be the instructor of the wise;
Sorrow is knowledge: they who know the most
Must mourn the deepest o'er the fatal truth,
The Tree of Knowledge is not that of Life.
_______ and _______, and the springs
Of wonder, and the wisdom of the world,
I have essayed, and in my mind there is
A power to make these subject to itself--
But they _______ not: I have done men good,
And I have met with good even among men--
But this _______ not: I have had my foes,
And none have baffled, many fallen before me--
But this _______ not: -- Good, or evil, life,
Powers, passions, all I see in other beings,
Have been to me as rain unto the _______,
Since that all-nameless hour. I have no dread,
And feel the curse to have no natural fear,
Nor fluttering throb, that beats with hopes or wishes,
Or lurking love of something on the earth.--
Now to my _______.--
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kizolk
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Post by kizolk on Jan 22, 2024 17:39:50 GMT
Manfred
By George Gordon, Lord Byron
Act I
SCENE I. MANFRED alone -- Scene, a Gothic gallery -- Time, Midnight.
MANFRED
The vase (the line rings a bell, but I don't know what it's about!) must be replenish'd, but even then
It will not fill so long as I must drink:
My slumbers -- if I slumber -- are not sleep,
But a continuance of enduring thought,
Which then I can resist not: in my heart
There is a vigil, and these eyes but close
To cover tears; and yet I live, and bear
The aspect and the form of breathing men.
But grief should be the instructor of the wise;
Sorrow is knowledge: they who know the most
Must mourn the deepest o'er the fatal truth,
The Tree of Knowledge is not that of Life.
Forever and forever, and the springs
Of wonder, and the wisdom of the world,
I have essayed, and in my mind there is
A power to make these subject to itself--
But they concede not: I have done men good,
And I have met with good even among men--
But this _______ not: I have had my foes,
And none have baffled, many fallen before me--
But this _______ not: -- Good, or evil, life,
Powers, passions, all I see in other beings,
Have been to me as rain unto the sea/pond/lake,
Since that all-nameless hour. I have no dread,
And feel the curse to have no natural fear,
Nor fluttering throb, that beats with hopes or wishes,
Or lurking love of something on the earth.--
Now to my business/mission.--
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kizolk
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Post by kizolk on Jan 22, 2024 17:42:02 GMT
But grief should be the instructor of the wise; Sorrow is knowledge: they who know the most Must mourn the deepest o'er the fatal truth, The Tree of Knowledge is not that of Life. Were those lines quoted in a Dorian Gray passage I posted? Or maybe Poe. |
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Post by kizolk on Jan 22, 2024 17:44:08 GMT
Anyway, my guesses look rather bad, but the passage is pleasant enough.
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Post by Pacifica on Jan 22, 2024 17:47:33 GMT
Now to my business/missionClose. |
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Post by Pacifica on Jan 22, 2024 17:48:51 GMT
But grief should be the instructor of the wise; Sorrow is knowledge: they who know the most Must mourn the deepest o'er the fatal truth, The Tree of Knowledge is not that of Life. Were those lines quoted in a Dorian Gray passage I posted? Or maybe Poe. I don't think so, but I used them in the LatinD incarnation of this game. |
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Post by Pacifica on Jan 22, 2024 17:49:39 GMT
Were those lines quoted in a Dorian Gray passage I posted? Or maybe Poe. I don't think so, but I used them in the LatinD incarnation of this game. I mean I used them on their own, taking them directly from this play, not as part of a Poe passage or anything. |
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Post by Pacifica on Jan 22, 2024 17:52:47 GMT
Now to my business/missionClose. I edited this. (Both "business" and "mission" are fairly close.) |
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kizolk
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Post by kizolk on Jan 22, 2024 17:58:38 GMT
Manfred
By George Gordon, Lord Byron
Act I
SCENE I. MANFRED alone -- Scene, a Gothic gallery -- Time, Midnight.
MANFRED
The lamp must be replenish'd, but even then
It will not last so long as I must wake:
My slumbers -- if I slumber -- are not sleep,
But a continuance of enduring thought,
Which then I can resist not: in my heart
There is a vigil, and these eyes but close
To _______ _______; and yet I live, and bear
The aspect and the form of breathing men.
But grief should be the instructor of the wise;
Sorrow is knowledge: they who know the most
Must mourn the deepest o'er the fatal truth,
The Tree of Knowledge is not that of Life.
_______ and _______, and the springs
Of wonder, and the wisdom of the world,
I have essayed, and in my mind there is
A power to make these subject to itself--
But they _______ not: I have done men good,
And I have met with good even among men--
But this _______ not: I have had my foes,
And none have baffled, many fallen before me--
But this _______ not: -- Good, or evil, life,
Powers, passions, all I see in other beings,
Have been to me as rain unto the fish,
Since that all-nameless hour. I have no dread,
And feel the curse to have no natural fear,
Nor fluttering throb, that beats with hopes or wishes,
Or lurking love of something on the earth.--
Now to my duties/affairs.--
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Post by Pacifica on Jan 22, 2024 18:23:19 GMT
It will not last so long as I must wake: Close. Now to my duties/affairs.-- Close too, especially "duties" I would say. |
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Post by Pacifica on Jan 22, 2024 18:23:33 GMT
Manfred
By George Gordon, Lord Byron
Act I
SCENE I. MANFRED alone -- Scene, a Gothic gallery -- Time, Midnight.
MANFRED
The lamp must be replenish'd, but even then
It will not _______ so long as I must _______:
My slumbers -- if I slumber -- are not sleep,
But a continuance of enduring thought,
Which then I can resist not: in my heart
There is a vigil, and these eyes but close
To _______ _______; and yet I live, and bear
The aspect and the form of breathing men.
But grief should be the instructor of the wise;
Sorrow is knowledge: they who know the most
Must mourn the deepest o'er the fatal truth,
The Tree of Knowledge is not that of Life.
_______ and _______, and the springs
Of wonder, and the wisdom of the world,
I have essayed, and in my mind there is
A power to make these subject to itself--
But they _______ not: I have done men good,
And I have met with good even among men--
But this _______ not: I have had my foes,
And none have baffled, many fallen before me--
But this _______ not: -- Good, or evil, life,
Powers, passions, all I see in other beings,
Have been to me as rain unto the _______,
Since that all-nameless hour. I have no dread,
And feel the curse to have no natural fear,
Nor fluttering throb, that beats with hopes or wishes,
Or lurking love of something on the earth.--
Now to my _______.--
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kizolk
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Post by kizolk on Jan 22, 2024 19:23:26 GMT
Manfred
By George Gordon, Lord Byron
Act I
SCENE I. MANFRED alone -- Scene, a Gothic gallery -- Time, Midnight.
MANFRED
The lamp must be replenish'd, but even then
It will not burn so long as I must watch/stand:
My slumbers -- if I slumber -- are not sleep,
But a continuance of enduring thought,
Which then I can resist not: in my heart
There is a vigil, and these eyes but close
To catch/keep _______; and yet I live, and bear
The aspect and the form of breathing men.
But grief should be the instructor of the wise;
Sorrow is knowledge: they who know the most
Must mourn the deepest o'er the fatal truth,
The Tree of Knowledge is not that of Life.
_______ and _______, and the springs
Of wonder, and the wisdom of the world,
I have essayed, and in my mind there is
A power to make these subject to itself--
But they _______ not: I have done men good,
And I have met with good even among men--
But this _______ not: I have had my foes,
And none have baffled, many fallen before me--
But this _______ not: -- Good, or evil, life,
Powers, passions, all I see in other beings,
Have been to me as rain unto the gutter,
Since that all-nameless hour. I have no dread,
And feel the curse to have no natural fear,
Nor fluttering throb, that beats with hopes or wishes,
Or lurking love of something on the earth.--
Now to my obligations/service/ministry.--
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