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Sept. 1541 - Thomas CulpeperSeptember 1541 York, EnglandSept. 1541 - Thomas Culpeper
It all could only end badly, I told myself, as I crossed the garden, fingering the cursed letter tucked into the purse at my belt. I had seen it happen before. Privileged gentlemen making asses of themselves to curry favor, getting over-confident in their high place, and then it is all over, and they are lying with their head on the block—or worse yet, bearing the most disturbingly fitting punishment of watching their own genitalia be set aflame. Not that I would ever let it go that far. I would run away to someplace like the Americas before I would let i
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Il Cicisbeo...IL CICISBEO TO HIS OWN DARK LADYIl Cicisbeo...
Shall I compare you to a summer day? Hot and heavy, my love… We go slow, but we burn. We go steady, but it’s so heavy And I can’t bear it. I hold you up before me, You spin away from me. Shall I compose you a sonnet of love? Sweets to the sweet, then… If I sit and compose Will our love not decompose? Like a dog to its vomit So to dust and sin we return— From our worthlessness we cannot turn. Shall I compliment you, my dear? Waxing poetic on your eyes… Or your ears, or skin,
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Zinnia ViolaceaZINNIA VIOLACEAZinnia Violacea
There is a field, That is ever filled with flowers, Some just seeds beneath the earth, Some just tiny green shoots, Some just tiny buds still covered with greenery, Some colored buds and peeking out in their finery, Some freshly bloomed and sweet, Some trampled by men’s feet, Some broken stems bleeding, Some wilted flowers crumbling. I’ve wandered this field before, Breathing in the beautiful aroma Drinking in the floral display, Because I am man And with these flowers I may Have this my way. I have dirt encru
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Nonsense, or LogicalNonsense, or LogicalNonsense, or Logical
So Judith hath lost her Hamnet And Lizzie her hairnet— So am I Lost in twisted tangles. ‘Tis no fault of thine, Merely mine. To tie in correctly with these matters of precaution, I dare not! Why—Oh ‘tis not at all My way. And ‘tis my way— Or none. She who blesses conquers blessing. On all that blessing subdues she may feast. Wherefore art thou, high beast? (snug as a moth at the bottom of a quince) Nature’s pleasure is my groan, Thou art not to my liking. Beasts may on
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