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Brushwood: wood of small branches especially when cut or buttercup: rannculo (flower)
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broken gaudy: too bright and heavily decorated
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sheaf: a bunch of stalks and ears of grain that are tied to dishearten: to cause (a person or group of people) to lose
together after being cut hope, enthusiasm, or courage : to discourage (someone)
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bole: trunk affrighting: frightening
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chaffinch: tentilho (bird) put by: set aside
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whitethroat: papa-amoras (bird) stoop: to lower oneself morally
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swallow: andorinha forsooth: indeed
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hedge: a row of shrubs or small trees that are planted close munificience: generosity
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to each other in order to form a boundary spite: petty ill will or hatred with the disposition to irritate,
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spray: a usually flowering branch or shoot annoy, or thwart
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thrush: tordo (pssaro) grate: a metal frame with bars across it that is used in a
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hoary: having gray or white hair fireplace or to cover an opening
Poems
by
Robert
Browning
(1812-1889)
Which done, she rose, and from her form Gr-r-r there go, my hearts abhorrence!
Withdrew the dripping cloak and shawl, Water your damned flower-pots, do!
And laid her soiled gloves by, untied If hate killed men, Brother Lawrence,
Her hat and let the damp hair fall, Gods blood, would not mine kill you!
And, last, she sat down by my side What? your myrtle-bush wants trimming?
And called me. When no voice replied, Oh, that rose has prior claims
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She put my arm about her waist, Needs its leaden vase filled brimming ?
And made her smooth white shoulder bare, Hell dry you up with its flames!
And all her yellow hair displaced, At the meal we sit together;
And, stooping, made my cheek lie there, Salve tibi! I must hear
And spread, o'er all, her yellow hair, Wise talk of the kind of weather,
Murmuring how she loved me---she Sort of season, time of year:
Too weak, for all her heart's endeavour, Not a plenteous cork-crop: scarcely
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To set its struggling passion free Dare we hope oak-galls , I doubt;
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From pride, and vainer ties dissever , Whats the Latin name for parsley ?
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And give herself to me for ever. Whats the Greek name for Swines Snout ?
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But passion sometimes would prevail, Whew! Well have our platter burnished ,
Nor could to-night's gay feast restrain Laid with care on our own shelf!
A sudden thought of one so pale With a fire-new spoon were furnished,
For love of her, and all in vain: And a goblet for ourself,
So, she was come through wind and rain. Rinsed like something sacrificial
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Be sure I looked up at her eyes Ere tis fit to touch our chaps
Happy and proud; at last I knew Marked with L. for our initial!
Porphyria worshipped me; surprise (He-he! There his lily snaps!)
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Made my heart swell, and still it grew Saint, forsooth ! While brown Dolores
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While I debated what to do. Squats outside the Convent bank
That moment she was mine, mine, fair, With Sanchicha, telling stories,
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Perfectly pure and good: I found Steeping tresses in the tank,
A thing to do, and all her hair Blue-black, lustrous, thick like horsehairs,
In one long yellow string I wound Cant I see his dead eye glow,
Three times her little throat around, Bright as twere a Barbary corsairs?
And strangled her. No pain felt she; (That is, if hed let it show!)
I am quite sure she felt no pain. When he finishes refection,
As a shut bud that holds a bee, Knife and fork he never lays
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I warily opened her lids: again Cross-wise, to my recollection,
Laughed the blue eyes without a stain. As do I, in Jesus praise.
And I untightened next the tress I the Trinity illustrate,
About her neck; her cheek once more Drinking watered orange-pulp
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Blushed bright beneath my burning kiss: In three sips the Arian frustrate;
I propped her head up as before, While he drains his at one gulp.
Only, this time my shoulder bore Oh, those melons? If hes able
Her head, which droops upon it still: Were to have a feast! so nice!
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The smiling rosy little head, One goes to the Abbots table,
So glad it has its utmost will, All of us get each a slice.
That all it scorned at once is fled, How go on your flowers? None double?
And I, its love, am gained instead! Not one fruit-sort can you spy?
Porphyria's love: she guessed not how Strange! And I, too, at such trouble,
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Her darling one wish would be heard. Keep them close-nipped on the sly!
And thus we sit together now, Theres a great text in Galatians,
And all night long we have not stirred, Once you trip on it, entails
And yet God has not said a word! Twenty-nine distinct damnations,
One sure, if another fails:
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Soliloquy of the Spanish Cloyster If I trip him just a-dying,
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dissever: separate swine snout: common name for the flower called dandellion
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wary: marked by keen caution, cunning, and watchfulness burnish: to make shiny or lustrous especially by rubbing
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especially in detecting and escaping danger chaps: gums
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cloyster: a square, open garden at the center of a religious forssoth: indeed
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monastery squat: to cause (oneself) to crouch or sit on the ground
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leaden: not lively or exciting steep: to put (something) in a liquid for a period of time
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to brim: to be completely filled with something Arian: of or relating to Arius or his doctrines especially that
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gall: an abnormal outgrowth of plant tissue usually due to the Son is not of the same substance as the Father but was
insect or mite parasites or fungi and sometimes forming an created as an agent for creating the world
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important source of tannin; or to cause someone to feel angry aboot: a man who is the head of a monastery
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or annoyed to nip: to destroy the growth, progress, or fulfillment of
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parley: salsinha <nipped in the bud>
Poems
by
Robert
Browning
(1812-1889)
Sure of heaven as sure as can be,
Spin him round and send him flying
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Off to hell, a Manichee ?
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Or, my scrofulous French novel
On grey paper with blunt type!
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Simply glance at it, you grovel
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Hand and foot in Belials gripe:
If I double down its pages
At the woeful sixteenth print,
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When he gathers his greengages ,
Open a sieve and slip it in t?
Or, theres Satan! one might venture
Pledge ones soul to him, yet leave
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Such a flaw in the indenture
As hed miss till, past retrieve,
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Blasted lay that rose-acacia
Were so proud of! Hy, Zy, Hine ...
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St, theres Vespers ! Plena gratia
Ave, Virgo! Gr-r-r you swine!
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Machinee: Manichees were an early Christian sect that Belial: a minor demon in the Judeo-Christian tradition,
believed that the universe was in a constant struggle between subordinate to Lucifer
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the spiritual world of Good and the material, physical world of greengage: tipo de ameixa
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Evil. indenture: a document stating the terms under which a
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Scrofula: tuberculosis of lymph nodes especially in the neck security (as a bond) is issued
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(in this context, a possible metaphor for a pornographic novel)
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blasted: detestable
grovel: to treat someone with too much respect or fear in a 44
vespers: the evening prayer service in Catholic monasteries
way that shows weakness in order to be forgiven or to gain
approval or favor