Eumenides , take Semele ; take her , I say . · Eum . Humble thanks , madam ; now
only do I begin to live . Sem . A hard choice , madam ; either to be married if I say
nothing , or to lose my tongue if I speak · a word : yet do I rather choose to have ...
Sylvain Trudel. who wanted so badly to console the weeping willows , who took a
garden spade to peel porcupines squashed by cars off the pavement and buried
them in a secret graveyard along the Rivière aux Brochets ; my Bruno with the ...
Author: Sylvain Trudel
Publisher:
ISBN: STANFORD:36105132120721
Category: Fiction
Page: 159
View: 933
Seventeen-year-old bone cancer patient Frederick Langlois forges relationships with his counselor and other critically ill patients while staying in a hospital ward, struggling toward a final reckoning with himself and his family.
A clansman of Shane O ' Neill ' s discovers his Chief ' s head on a pole . Is it thus ,
O Shane the haughty ! Shane the valiant ! that we meetHave my eyes been lit by
Heaven but to guide me to defeat ? Have I no Chief , or you no clan , to give us ...
If I jump from it I will fall into my arms . ' YANNIS RITSOS White like an afterglow
of snow , the room ; white as cream the stippled walls , its naked bulb - light . As
the sun glares from the whitewashed courtyard up through rood - screen trellises
...
Author: Neil Astley
Publisher: Dufour Editions
ISBN: STANFORD:36105017210472
Category: Poetry
Page: 80
View: 884
Biting My Tongue speaks in different voices from different countries: mainly Ireland, France, and a breakaway republic. In many-layered poems spoken by women, men and animals, Neil Astley challenges fact and fiction, subverting assumptions of biography and truth, gender and sexuality, change and transformation. Many of the poems, male and female, echo or play with each other. A recurring voice and constant presence in the book is a young Irishwoman, Rebecca Hayes, whose experiences and imagination set up a dialogue within and around the poems.
I don ' t care for your sayings . Who ' s í Kec . Not at all ; the more tongue the
better , afraid ? say I . Whit . There goes Bates , let us avoid him , he Wid . When
the wind changes I have no brogue will only be joking with us ; when I have taken
a at ...
But thou art my strong refuge . my benefactor 8 Let my mouth be filled with thy
praise and 8 My mouth shall be filled with thy praise , from & c . with thy honour
all the day . And with thy honour all the day . 9 Cast me not off in the time of old
age ...
Author: Jennifer Jade Olsen-BellisPublish On: 2008-10-17
All the winters that have been The cool wind The lazy trees You and me How it
used to be The frost on my tongue You would warm away Revealing the things
We couldn't say The lazy days Have gone away With all the winters that have
been ...
Author: Jennifer Jade Olsen-Bellis
Publisher: Lulu.com
ISBN: 9780557012053
Category:
Page: 45
View: 184
This book includes descriptive poetry cataloguing love, life, and hate as well as all the emotions in between. Written primarily for the young or young at heart, Olsen-Bellis uses words in both the classic style of poetry as well as abstract and modern. This book easily translates to those at all crossroads of life and is perfect for anyone looking for an easy read and a cathartic experience.
She returns her brother's shove. “It's fine,” I say. “Promise. It wasn't rude at all.” “
See?” Chiara sticks out her tongue at Alessandro. “You don't have to tell us
anything,” he says. “It's hard to talk about.” I cross my arms over my chest and
burrow ...
Author: Meg Cannistra
Publisher: Simon & Schuster Books for Young Readers
ISBN: 9781534428966
Category: Juvenile Fiction
Page: 336
View: 954
“A story brimming with hope and sparkling with magic. Meg Cannistra’s writing shines as bright as any shooting star.” —Cassie Beasley, author of Circus Mirandus “Loving, imaginative, and gorgeously written, this book shines with magic and heart.” —Anne Ursu, author of The Lost Girl Wonder meets Mary Poppins in this heartfelt debut novel about magic, healing, and the importance of family. Twelve-year-old Luna loves the nighttime more than anything else. It’s when no one gives her “that look” about the half mask she has to wear while healing from a disfiguring car accident. It’s also the perfect time to sit outside and draw what she sees. Like the boy and girl from the new family next door…zipping out of the window in a zeppelin and up to the stars. At first she thinks she’s dreaming. But one night they catch her watching. Now Luna spends her nights on adventures with them, as they clean full moons, arrange constellations, and catch jars of stardust. She even gets to make a wish on a shooting star they catch. But Luna learns that no wish is strong enough to erase the past—as much as she may hope to.
The drawing must be done when the moon is at a certain point in the sky — this is
not superstition . . . . The bottles in the cellars are left fat on their sides for three
years , and during this period the wine gets into a fight with the minute quantity of
...
I held hands up to the moon , and the wings of my fingers spread and glowed in
the night , pale , gold vikings , explorers of the light . ” my And I said , “ My fingers
are my tongues , red flicking tongues , and I flick my tongues across the alphabet
...
Then she raised her head Over the strings ; the sweet song died | With answering
love , that led to other away strains , In mellow ... sounds became By the warm
bloom his limbs and bosom Incarnate in the pulses of my frame . wear ; Speech
left my tongue , and in my tears ... that from him the morning Her parted lips
released , the while her drew throat Its freshness , and the moon her silvery
Throbbed , as ...
... and with dimm's eyes Sharp Buckingham unburdens with his tongue Look after
him , and cannot do him good ; The envious load that lies upon his heart ; So
mighty are his vowed enemies . And dogged York , that reaches at the moon , His
...
I'll speak in a monstrous little Thrice blessed they, that master so their blood, My tongue should catch your tongue's sweet Voice,—'Thisne, Thisne,—Ah, Pyramus,
my lover To undergo such maiden pilgrimage: melody. dear; thy Thisby dear: ...
It was now dark , and as the young man fell the Moon rose and saw this young
man fall down , and the Moon said to himself : " That man who has ... The Moon
asked NoTongue why he had given away his tongue and to whom he had given
it .
I tasted salt on my lips. "Of course I did. I dreamt about you last night," he said, his
features recomposing themselves. His fingers brushed a pine needle from my
cheek. "Hmm." I traced the line of his jaw, slipping a finger inside his mouth again
.
Author: Maryanne Stahl
Publisher: Signet Book
ISBN: 0451212185
Category: Fiction
Page: 304
View: 619
Devastated by her mother's death, her disintegrating marriage, and her daughter's departure for college, Amanda Kincaid decides to spend the summer at the beach and finds her life transformed when she meets a vacationing doctor. Reprint.
Well , I will fall in with her , you still : I call him my secretary . and with her
Mooncalf , and win out wonders of Urs . He ... Urs . Best take your morning dew in your belly , that the tongue of man may be tickled , and his Nightingale . palate
pleased in the morning ? Let thy ... Come sir , set it here ; did not I bid you should
Urs . What new roarer is this ? get a chair let out o ' the sides for me , that my hips Moon .
( Exit Moon . ] - My disguise and a whiff of tobacco at most . Where's my pipe
takes to the very wish and reach of it . ... Nay , Ursula , thou'lt gall between the
and yet get off with the reputation of what I would tongue and the teeth , with
fretting ...
Hoping to obtain some control over By her eye , in the light of the moon , her
while she was in this state , which I could perceive that she was ... almost bit my tongue through with “ I don ' t know ; I have only a vexation . strange feeling about
it .
... and with dimm's eyes Sharp Buckingham unhurdens with his tongue Look after
him , and cannot do him good ; The envious load that lies upon his heart ; So
mighty are his vowed enemies . And dogged York , that reaches at the moon , His
...
O orb supernal , where eternal dwell Angels of light , make eloquent my tongue ,
Thy glorious marvels wortbily to tell . Methonight the very ... harmoniously roll :
The sun hung in the doorways of tho went Pale as the moon . His borrowed ...
Author: United States. Congress
Publisher:
ISBN: STANFORD:36105009905865
Category: Law
Page:
View: 658
The Congressional Record is the official record of the proceedings and debates of the United States Congress. It is published daily when Congress is in session. The Congressional Record began publication in 1873. Debates for sessions prior to 1873 are recorded in The Debates and Proceedings in the Congress of the United States (1789-1824), the Register of Debates in Congress (1824-1837), and the Congressional Globe (1833-1873)