REAL QUOTES, Fake authors. Say who really said it, and when it was said in what work.
By The King:
Never
elsewhere so many, such able
Knights
assembled! Women and land
He
shared out with generous hand
To
all but one who'd served. Lanval
He
forgot: no man helped his recall.
For
being brave and generous,
For
his beauty and his prowess,
He
was envied by all the court;
Those
who claimed to hold him dear,
If
Fortune had brought
-Will Beats the Rock by king will
He
soon discerns, and weltring by his side
One next himself in power, and next in crime,
Long after known in Palestine, and nam'd [ 80 ]Beelzebub. To whom th' Arch-Enemy,
One next himself in power, and next in crime,
Long after known in Palestine, and nam'd [ 80 ]Beelzebub. To whom th' Arch-Enemy,
-Kirk
- an appil that he tok.
- in here book.
-The
Apple man
f
thou couldst answer 'This fair child of mine
Shall sum my count, and make my old excuse,'
Proving his beauty by succession thine!
This were to be new made when thou art old,
And see thy blood warm when thou feel'st it cold.
Shall sum my count, and make my old excuse,'
Proving his beauty by succession thine!
This were to be new made when thou art old,
And see thy blood warm when thou feel'st it cold.
-Knee
in Japan
And on his brest a bloodie crosse he bore, The deare remembrance of his dying Lord, For whose sweete sake that glorious badge he wore. And dead, as living, ever him ador'd : Upon his shield the like was also scor'd. For soveraine hope which in his helpe he had. Right faithfull true he was in deede and word. But of his cheere did seem too solemne sad ; Yet nothing did he dread, but ever was ydrad.
-The
Eldar
Lest
anyone think it not right.
But
who'd suspect? Who would suppose...?
Their
two houses were built so close,
Together
they stood, side
-
by
-
side,
No
bar, no fencing to divide
Tower
from tower, hall from hall
--
Nothing
but one high dark stone wall.
At
the window of her bedroom suite
The
lady would stand, and, oh! how sweet!
Talking
thence with her loving friend
On
the other side. They'd often send
Love
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gifts
flying through the air
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1066, Chaitivel
Wako's
gone Surfing:
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ewy-feathered; |
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nænig
hleomæga |
no
cheerful kinsmen |
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feasceaftig
ferð |
can
comfort |
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frefran
meahte. |
the
poor soul. |
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Forþon
him gelyfeð lyt, |
Indeed
he credits it little, |
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se
þe ah lifes wyn |
the
one who has the joys of life, |
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gebiden
in burgum, |
dwells
in the city, |
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bealosiþa
hwon, |
far
from terrible journey, |
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wlonc
ond wingal, |
proud
and wanton with wine, |
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hu
ic werig oft |
how
I, weary, often |
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in
brimlade |
have
had to endure |
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bidan
sceolde. |
in
the sea-paths. |
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Nap
nihtscua, |
The
shadows of night darkened, |
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norþan
sniwde, |
it
snowed from the north, |
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hrim
hrusan bond, |
frost
bound the ground, |
Wakos
gone wild
OF Mans First Disobedience, and the Fruit
Of that Forbidden Tree, whose mortal tast
Brought Death into the World, and all our woe,
With loss of Eden, till one greater Man
Restore us, and regain the blissful Seat, [ 5 ]
Sing Heav'nly Muse, that on the secret top
Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire
-Oliver with the Black Hat
The cruell markes of many' a bloody fielde ; Yet armes till that time did he never wield. His angry steede did chide his foming bitt. As much disdayning to the curbe to yield : Full jolly knight he seemd, and faire did sitt. As one for knightly giusts and fierce encounters fitt.
-Tales of the the Kami - Sama-Fay
Nor gates of steel so strong but Time decays?
O fearful meditation! where, alack,
Shall Time's best jewel from Time's chest lie hid?
Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back?
Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid?
O! none, unless this miracle have might,
That in black ink my love may still shine bright.
-ROKU GO
That Shepherd, who first taught the chosen Seed,In the Beginning how the Heav'ns and Earth
Rose out of Chaos: Or if Sion Hill [ 10 ]
Delight thee more, and Siloa's Brook that flow'd
Fast by the Oracle of God; I thence
Invoke thy aid to my adventrous Song,
That with no middle flight intends to soar
Above th' Aonian Mount, while it pursues [ 15 ]
-Charles
Things unattempted yet in Prose or Rhime.
And chiefly Thou O Spirit, that dost prefer
Before all Temples th' upright heart and pure,
Instruct me, for Thou know'st; Thou from the first
Wast present, and with mighty wings outspread [ 20 ]
-Purtins
JU-go
hen I consider every thing that grows
Holds in perfection but a little moment,
That this huge stage presenteth nought but shows
Whereon the stars in secret influence comment;
When I perceive that men as plants increase,
Cheered and checked even by the self-same sky,
Vaunt in their youthful sap, at height decrease,
by Ju-go
to stir with his hands the frost-cold sea, and walk in exile’s paths.
Wyrd is fully fixed! 1 5
Thus spoke the Wanderer, mindful of troubles,
of cruel slaughters and the fall of dear kinsmen:
. -The Ronin Speaks
Infinite goodness, grace and mercy shewn
On Man by him seduc't, but on himself
Treble confusion, wrath and vengeance pour'd. [ 220 ]
Forthwith upright he rears from off the Pool
His mighty Stature; on each hand the flames
Drivn backward slope thir pointing spires, and rowld
In billows, leave i'th' midst a horrid Vale.
Then with expanded wings he stears his flight [ 225 ]
Aloft, incumbent on the dusky Air
That felt unusual weight, till on dry Land
He lights, if it were Land that ever burn'd
-Oliver
The living record of your memory.
'Gainst death, and all oblivious enmity
Shall you pace forth; your praise shall still find room
Even in the eyes of all posterity
That wear this world out to the ending doom.
So, till the judgment that yourself arise,
You live in this, and dwell in lovers' eyes.
-GoGo Japan
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Mæg
ic be me sylfum |
I
can make a true song |
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soðgied
wrecan, |
about
me myself, |
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siþas
secgan, |
tell
my travels, |
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hu
ic geswincdagum |
how
I often endured
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earfoðhwile |
days
of struggle, |
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oft
þrowade, |
troublesome
times, |
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bitre
breostceare |
[how
I] have suffered |
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gebiden
hæbbe, |
grim
sorrow at heart, |
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gecunnad
in ceole |
have
known in the ship |
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cearselda
fela, |
many
worries [abodes of care], |
-The Wako speaks on the Mizu
But wherefore do not you a mightier way
Make war upon this bloody tyrant, Time?
And fortify your self in your decay
-JEW _ROKU
With solid, as the Lake with liquid fire;
And such appear'd in hue, as when the force [ 230 ]
Of subterranean wind transports a Hill
Torn from Pelorus, or the shatter'd side
Of thundring Ætna, whose combustible
And fewel'd entrals thence conceiving Fire,Sublim'd with Mineral fury, aid the Winds, [ 235 ]
And leave a singed bottom all involv'd
With stench and smoak: Such resting found the sole
Of unblest feet. Him followed his next Mate,
Both glorying to have scap't the Stygian floodAs Gods, and by thir own recover'd strength, [ 240 ]
Not by the sufferance of supernal Power.
Is this the Region, this the Soil, the Clime,
Said then the lost Arch-Angel, this the seat
That we must change for Heav'n, this mournful gloom
For that celestial light? Be it so, since he [ 245 ]
Who now is Sovran can dispose and bid
What shall be right: fardest from him is best
Whom reason hath equald, force hath made supream
Above his equals. Farewel happy Fields
Where Joy for ever dwells: Hail horrours, hail [ 250 ]
Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell
Receive thy new Possessor: One who brings
A mind not to be chang'd by Place or Time.
-Ibis,
Arabic for . . .
RoKO+GO
:
Since
brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea,
But sad mortality o'ersways their power,
How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,
Whose action is no stronger than a flower?
O! how shall summer's honey breath hold out,
Against the wrackful siege of battering days,
When rocks impregnable are not so stout,
Nor gates of steel so strong but Time decays?
But sad mortality o'ersways their power,
How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,
Whose action is no stronger than a flower?
O! how shall summer's honey breath hold out,
Against the wrackful siege of battering days,
When rocks impregnable are not so stout,
Nor gates of steel so strong but Time decays?
-Roku
GO
RONIN:
far
from dear kinsmen — and bind it in fetters,
ever
since long ago I hid my gold-giving
friend
in the darkness of earth, and went wretched, winter-sad,
over
the binding waves, sought, hall-sick, a treasure-giver,
\wherever
I might find, far or near,
-Ronin
With
means more blessed than my barren rhyme?
Now stand you on the top of happy hours,
And many maiden gardens, yet unset,
With virtuous wish would bear you living flowers,
Much liker than your painted counterfeit:
So should the lines of life that life repair,
Which this, Time's pencil, or my pupil pen,
Neither in inward worth nor outward fair,
Can make you live your self in eyes of men.
To give away yourself, keeps yourself still,
And you must live, drawn by your own sweet skill.
Now stand you on the top of happy hours,
And many maiden gardens, yet unset,
With virtuous wish would bear you living flowers,
Much liker than your painted counterfeit:
So should the lines of life that life repair,
Which this, Time's pencil, or my pupil pen,
Neither in inward worth nor outward fair,
Can make you live your self in eyes of men.
To give away yourself, keeps yourself still,
And you must live, drawn by your own sweet skill.
By
Ju-ROKU
Sama gone wild ----- To winne him worshippe, and her grace to have, AN'hich of all earthly thinges he most did crave: And ever as he rode his hart did earne To prove his puissance in battell brave Upon his foe, and his new force to learne. Upon his foe, a Dragon horrible and stearne.
OR
same work:
“What
though the sea with waves continuall
Doe
eate the earth, it is no more at all ;
Ne
is the earth the lesse, or loseth ought :
For
whatsoever from one place doth fall
Is
with the tyde unto another brought :
For
there is nothing lost, that may be found if sought.”
-Brandi,
Cg (sama-fay)
On
Kings and Country:
That led th' imbattelld Seraphim to Warr
Under thy conduct, and in dreadful deeds [ 130 ]
Fearless, endanger'd Heav'ns perpetual King;
And put to proof his high Supremacy,
Whether upheld by strength, or Chance, or Fate,
Too well I see and rue the dire event,
That with sad overthrow and foul defeat [ 135 ]
Hath lost us Heav'n, and all this mighty Host
In horrible destruction laid thus low,
As far as Gods and Heav'nly Essences
Can perish: for the mind and spirit remains
Invincible, and vigour soon returns, [ 140 ]
Though all our Glory extinct, and happy state
Here swallow'd up in endless misery.
But what if he our Conquerour, (whom I now
Of force believe Almighty, since no less
Then such could hav orepow'rd such force as ours) [ 145 ]
Have left us this our spirit and strength intire
Strongly to suffer and support our pains,
That we may so suffice his vengeful ire,
Or do him mightier service as his thralls
By right of Warr, what e're his business be [ 150 ]
Here in the heart of Hell to work in Fire,
Or do his Errands in the gloomy Deep;
What can it then avail though yet we feel
Strength undiminisht, or eternal being
To undergo eternal punishment? [ 155 ]
Whereto with speedy words th' Arch-fiend reply'd.
Fall'n Cherube, to be weak is miserable
Doing or Suffering: but of this be sure,
To do ought good never will be our task,
But ever to do ill our sole delight, [ 160 ]
As being the contrary to his high will
Whom we resist. If then his ProvidenceOut of our evil seek to bring forth good,
Our labour must be to pervert that end,
And out of good still to find means of evil; [ 165 ]
Which oft times may succeed, so as perhaps
Shall grieve him, if I fail not, and disturb
His inmost counsels from thir destind aim.
But see the angry Victor hath recall'd
His Ministers of vengeance and pursuit [ 170 ]
Back to the Gates of Heav'n: The Sulphurous Hail
Shot after us in storm, oreblown hath laid
The fiery Surge, that from the Precipice
-Divine right of kings
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secgan
wylle,
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hwæt
me gemætte |
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syðþan
reordberend |
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reste
wunedon!
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me þæt ic gesawe |
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syllicre
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lyft lædan,
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beama
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- That
far and wide on earth men honour me,
And all this great and glorious creation,
And to this beacon offers prayers. On me
The Son of God once suffered; therefore now
I tower mighty underneath the heavens, - 100
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And I
may heal all those in awe of me.
Once I became the cruellest of tortures,
Most hateful to all nations, till the time
I opened the right way of life for men.
(OE 90) So then the prince of glory honoured me, - 105
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And
heaven's King exalted me above
All other trees, just as Almighty God
Raised up His mother Mary for all men
Above all other women in the world. -
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- -Lovecraft
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which I dreamt at the middle of the night,
after speakers remained in rest.
It seemed to me that I saw a wondrous tree
rise into [the] air surrounded by light,
brightest of trees. The entire symbol was
covered with gold; beautiful gems
stood on the earth's surface,
likewise there were five
up on the crossbeam.
Many angel hosts there looked on,
beautiful throughout creation;
nor was [it] there indeed a criminal's gallows,
but holy spirits looked on it there,
men above heaven
and all this glorious creation.
- -The Red Pill and rabbits
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They
heard, and were abasht, and up they sprung
Upon the wing, as when men wont to watch
On duty, sleeping found by whom they dread,
Rouse and bestir themselves ere well awake.
Nor did they not perceave the evil plight [ 335 ]
In which they were, or the fierce pains not feel;
Yet to thir Generals Voyce they soon obeyd
Innumerable. As when the potent Rod
Upon the wing, as when men wont to watch
On duty, sleeping found by whom they dread,
Rouse and bestir themselves ere well awake.
Nor did they not perceave the evil plight [ 335 ]
In which they were, or the fierce pains not feel;
Yet to thir Generals Voyce they soon obeyd
Innumerable. As when the potent Rod
- -Ear Worms in the Ear
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This
was a cursed thief, a false justice.
As
shameful death as hearte can devise
Come
to these judges and their advoca's
-Robin
hood
O
Goodly golden Chain, wherewith yfere
The Vertues linked are in lovely wise;
And noble Minds of yore allied were,
In brave pursuit of chevalrous Emprise:
That none did other's Safety despise,
Nor Aid envy to him, in need that stands,
But friendly each did other's Praise devise
How to advance with favourable Hands,
As this good Prince redeem'd the Redcross Knight from bands.
The Vertues linked are in lovely wise;
And noble Minds of yore allied were,
In brave pursuit of chevalrous Emprise:
That none did other's Safety despise,
Nor Aid envy to him, in need that stands,
But friendly each did other's Praise devise
How to advance with favourable Hands,
As this good Prince redeem'd the Redcross Knight from bands.
-Knights
of the Hart , Sailor moon-sama
- Hope was renewed with glory and with bliss
- 160
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For
those who suffered burning fires in hell.
The Son was mighty on that expedition,
Successful and victorious; and when
The one Almighty Ruler brought with Him
A multitude of spirits to God's kingdom, - 165
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To bliss
among the angels and the souls
Of all who dwelt already in the heavens
In glory, then Almighty God had come,
The Ruler entered into His own land. -
- -Christ and Satan In Rem state
Irreconcileable, to our grand Foe,
Who now triumphs, and in th' excess of joy
Sole reigning holds the Tyranny of Heav'n.
So spake th' Apostate Angel, though in pain
-Vulcan Speaks
Were an all-eating shame, and thriftless praise.
-Knee
like
a prelate, by Saint Ronian;
Said
I not well? Can I not speak *in term?* *in set form*
But
well I wot thou dost* mine heart to erme,** *makest **grieve<4>
That
I have almost caught a cardiacle:* *heartache <5>
By
corpus Domini <6>, but* I have triacle,**
-Frair
Tuck
And
see thy blood warm when thou feel'st it cold.
-after
Ichi
The
seat of desolation, voyd of light,
Save what the glimmering of these livid flames
Casts pale and dreadful? Thither let us tend
From off the tossing of these fiery waves,
Save what the glimmering of these livid flames
Casts pale and dreadful? Thither let us tend
From off the tossing of these fiery waves,
-Lai
of Scotty.
To
bottomless perdition, there to dwell
In Adamantine Chains and penal Fire,
Who durst defie th' Omnipotent to Arms.Nine times the Space that measures Day and Night [ 50 ]
To mortal men, he with his horrid crew
Lay vanquisht, rowling in the fiery Gulfe
Confounded though immortal: But his doom
Reserv'd him to more wrath; for now the thought
Both of lost happiness and lasting pain [ 55 ]
Torments him; round he throws his baleful eyes
That witness'd huge affliction and dismay
Mixt with obdurate pride and stedfast hate:
At once as far as Angels kenn he views
The dismal Situation waste and wilde, [ 60 ]
A Dungeon horrible, on all sides round
As one great Furnace flam'd, yet from those flames
No light, but rather darkness visible
Serv'd onely to discover sights of woe,
Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace [ 65 ]
In Adamantine Chains and penal Fire,
Who durst defie th' Omnipotent to Arms.Nine times the Space that measures Day and Night [ 50 ]
To mortal men, he with his horrid crew
Lay vanquisht, rowling in the fiery Gulfe
Confounded though immortal: But his doom
Reserv'd him to more wrath; for now the thought
Both of lost happiness and lasting pain [ 55 ]
Torments him; round he throws his baleful eyes
That witness'd huge affliction and dismay
Mixt with obdurate pride and stedfast hate:
At once as far as Angels kenn he views
The dismal Situation waste and wilde, [ 60 ]
A Dungeon horrible, on all sides round
As one great Furnace flam'd, yet from those flames
No light, but rather darkness visible
Serv'd onely to discover sights of woe,
Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace [ 65 ]
-Not Caholic
--
by
King Will
That
King of valiant and courtly estate
--
His
borders there he guarded well
Against
the Pict, against the Scot,
Who'd
cross into Logres to devastate
The
countryside often, and a lot.
He
held court there at Pentecost,
1
The
summer feast we call Whitsun,
Giving
gifts of impressive cost
To
every count and each baron
