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William Shakespeare: Who will believe my verse in time to come
Who will believe my verse in time to comeWho will believe my verse in time to come, If it were fill'd with your most high deserts? Though yet heaven knows it is but as a tomb Which hides your…Lewis Carroll: Ye Carpette Knyghte
Ye Carpette KnyghteI have a horse—a ryghte good horse— Ne doe Y envye those Who scoure ye playne yn headye course Tyll soddayne on theyre nose They lyghte wyth unexpected force Yt ys—a horse…Holy Man
Director:Stephen HerekWriter:Tom SchulmanTouchstone Pictures; PG; 113 minutesRelease:10/98Cast:Eddie Murphy, Jeff Goldblum, Kelly Preston, Robert Loggia, Jon Cryer and Eric McCormack Holy cow…Puff Daddy
Forever Bad Boy/Arista He's a coveted producer and kingpin music mogul, but every once in a while rapper Puff Daddy finds enough time to release his own music. On his second disc, Forever, he…Luther Vandross
Luther Vandross was one of the most successful R&B vocalists of the late 20th century, famous for his lush voice, soulful and romantic ballads, and his many collaborations with such stars as…Louise Glück Biography
Louise GlückpoetBorn: 4/22/1943Birthplace: New York City Glück tackles her subjects with an insightful, often disturbing honesty. In Ararat (1990), she powerfully and unflinchingly examines…Jay-Z
The BlueprintRoc-A-Fella/Island Def Jam He's had a mess of a year with legal battles, while awaiting two separate trials, but rapper Jay-Z's still got the world on a string. The Blueprint…Poems by Emily Dickinson (Third Series): Preface
by EmilyDickinsonLifePreface The intellectual activity of Emily Dickinson was so great that a large and characteristic choice is still possible among her literary material, and this third…John Keats: Modern Love
Lines Rhymed in a Letter from OxfordOver the Hill and Over the DaleModern Love And what is love? It is a doll dress’d up For idleness to cosset, nurse, and dandle; A thing of soft…John Keats: To My Brothers
by JohnKeatsO Solitude! if I must with thee dwell,Keen, fitful gusts are whisp'r...To My Brothers Small, busy flames play through the fresh laid coals, And their faint cracklings o'er…