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Walt Whitman: What Think You I Take My Pen in Hand?
What Think You I Take My Pen in Hand?What think you I take my pen in hand to record? The battle-ship, perfect-model'd, majestic, that I saw pass the offing to-day under full sail? The…A. E. Housman: Say, lad, have you things to do?
Say, lad, have you things to do? Quick then, while your day's at prime. Quick, and if 'tis work for two, Here am I, man: now's your time.Send me now, and I shall go; Call me, I shall hear…Writing Well: Time Flies When You're Having Fun
Time Flies When You're Having FunWriting WellPaper ChaseTime Flies When You're Having FunSubject to ChangeSubjects vs. TopicsThe Heart of the Matter: Writing a Thesis Statement Writer's Block I'm…Writing Well: You Got Some 'Splaining to Do, Lucy: Exposition
You Got Some 'Splaining to Do, Lucy: ExpositionWriting WellYou Got Some 'Splaining to Do, Lucy: ExpositionThe Perfect Couple: Cause and EffectNeat and Tidy: Classify-DivideAlike and Different:…We Wish to Inform You That Tomorrow We Will Be Killed With Our Families
Author:David Gourevitch Publisher:Farrar Straus & Giroux Over the course of a 100 grim days in 1994, nearly a million Rwandans were killed by their neighbors, co-workers, fellow church-…William Shakespeare: Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind
Since I left you, mine eye is in my mindSince I left you, mine eye is in my mind; And that which governs me to go about Doth part his function and is partly blind, Seems seeing, but…William Shakespeare: Or whether doth my mind, being crown'd with you
Or whether doth my mind, being crown'd with youOr whether doth my mind, being crown'd with you, Drink up the monarch's plague, this flattery? Or whether shall I say, mine eye saith true, And…William Shakespeare: That you were once unkind befriends me now
That you were once unkind befriends me nowThat you were once unkind befriends me now, And for that sorrow, which I then did feel, Needs must I under my transgression bow, Unless my nerves…William Shakespeare: O! lest the world should task you to recite
O! lest the world should task you to reciteO! lest the world should task you to recite What merit lived in me, that you should love After my death,—dear love, forget me quite, For you in me…William Shakespeare: O! how I faint when I of you do write
O! how I faint when I of you do writeO! how I faint when I of you do write, Knowing a better spirit doth use your name, And in the praise thereof spends all his might, To make me tongue-tied…