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  • ...and lingering hypnogogic for sleep

    no more cling-clanging bells

    to awaken

    suzanne, suzannagig jig

    December 20, 2006

  • ... the Sun's lucent Orbe ...

    Milton, Paradise Lost III

    December 20, 2006

  • ...Embryo's and Idiots, Eremits and Friers

    White, Black and Grey, with all thir trumperie.

    Milton, Paradise Lost III

    December 20, 2006

  • be

    beditation

    begin

    befriend

    behest

    bedazzle

    befrenzy

    beget

    suzanne, suzannagig jig

    December 20, 2006

  • be

    beditation

    begin

    befriend

    behest

    bedazzle

    befrenzy

    beget

    suzanne, suzannagig jig

    December 20, 2006

  • To embrace a truth at the price of one's vanity repays the cost in the coin of equanimity.

    Nick Piombino, Fait Accompli

    December 19, 2006

  • in the depths of my spirit

    I feel capable of doing just that

    of kissing into wakefulness

    a man, in parts ensorcelled ...

    suzanne, suzannajig gig

    December 19, 2006

  • ... Petulance (and its child by Desuetude, Disgust) up against the moronic Starry-Eyed, jejune Rabble-Rouse spitting at the feet of Big Dictum ...

    John Latta, Isola di Rifiuti

    This is a good example of the amazingly worded wilderness through which Mr. Latta cuts his path ... I think of the jungles of Henri Rousseau ...

    December 19, 2006

  • ... that miscible rendering (undistill’d) of sheer barmy Discovery up against hare-brain’d Gossip ...

    John Latta, Isola di Rifiuti

    December 19, 2006

  • To be experienced these feelings must settle a bit and then be ...marinated, like an assemblage of tasty spices, meats and potatoes.

    Nick Piombino, Fait Accompli

    December 19, 2006

  • And they who to be sure of Paradise

    Dying put on the weeds of Dominic,

    Or in Franciscan think to pass disguis'd ...

    Milton, Paradise Lost III

    December 19, 2006

  • Dislodging from a Region scarce of prey

    To gorge the flesh of Lambs or yeanling Kids ...

    Milton, Paradise Lost III

    December 19, 2006

  • Hail Son of God, Saviour of Men, thy Name

    Shall be the copious matter of my Song ...

    Milton, Paradise Lost III

    December 19, 2006

  • Begotten Son, Divine Similitude

    Milton, Paradise Lost III

    December 19, 2006

  • Then Crown'd again thir gold'n Harps they took,

    Harps ever tun'd, that glittering by thir side

    Like Quivers hung ...

    Milton, Paradise Lost III

    December 19, 2006

  • But all ye Gods,

    Adore him, who to compass all this dies,

    Adore the Son, and honour him as mee.

    Milton, Paradise Lost III

    December 19, 2006

  • ... under thee as Head Supream

    Thrones, Princedoms, Powers, Dominions I reduce ...

    Milton, Paradise Lost III

    December 18, 2006

  • ... under thee as Head Supream

    Thrones, Princedoms, Powers, Dominions I reduce ...

    Milton, Paradise Lost III

    December 18, 2006

  • ... and equally enjoying

    God-like fruition, quitted all to save

    A World from utter loss ...

    Milton, Paradise Lost III

    December 18, 2006

  • So Heav'nly love shall outdoo Hellish hate,

    Giving to death, and dying to redeeme,

    So dearly to redeem what Hellish hate

    So easily destroy'd, and still destroyes ...

    Milton, Paradise Lost III

    December 18, 2006

  • His words here ended, but his meek aspect

    Silent yet spake, and breath'd immortal love

    To mortal men, above which only shon

    Filial obedience ...

    Milton, Paradise Lost III

    December 18, 2006

  • I through the ample Air in Triumph high

    Shall lead Hell Captive maugre Hell, and show

    The powers of darkness bound.

    Milton, Paradise Lost III

    December 18, 2006

  • Attonement for himself or offering meet,

    Indebted and undon, hath none to bring ...

    Milton, Paradise Lost III

    December 18, 2006

  • ... on mans behalf

    Patron or Intercessor none appeerd,

    Much less that durst upon his own head draw

    The deadly forfeiture, and ransom set.

    Milton, Paradise Lost III

    December 18, 2006

  • Man disobeying,

    Disloyal breaks his fealtie, and sinns

    Against the high Supremacie of Heav'n ...

    Milton, Paradise Lost III

    December 18, 2006

  • Thus while God spake, ambrosial fragrance fill'd

    All Heav'n ...

    Milton, Paradise Lost III

    December 18, 2006

  • ... for so

    I formd them free, and free they must remain,

    Till they enthrall themselves ...

    Milton, Paradise Lost III

    December 18, 2006

  • ... whose fault?

    Whose but his own? ingrate, he had of mee

    All he could have ...

    Milton, Paradise Lost III

    December 18, 2006

  • On the bare outside of this World, that seem'd

    Firm land imbosom'd without Firmament ...

    Milton, Paradise Lost, III

    December 18, 2006

  • ... and from his sight receiv'd

    Beatitude past utterance ...

    Milton, Paradise Lost III

    December 18, 2006

  • ... as the wakeful Bird

    Sings darkling, and in shadiest Covert hid

    Tunes her nocturnal Note.

    Milton, Paradise Lost III

    December 18, 2006

  • Thee I re-visit now with bolder wing,

    Escap't the Stygian Pool, though long detain'd

    In that obscure sojourn ...

    Milton, Paradise Lost III

    December 18, 2006

  • That Satan with less toil, and now with ease

    Wafts on the calmer wave by dubious light ...

    Milton, Paradise Lost II

    December 18, 2006

  • Thither full fraught with mischievous revenge,

    Accurst, and in a cursed hour he hies.

    Milton, Paradise Lost II

    December 18, 2006

  • ah yes, easter eggs ... and the word lists brings up a list of all the lists ...

    December 18, 2006

  • I've added the plural of "index" just to mark some form of the word's presence on Wordie. There apparently can be no wordie-page for "index" ... since that term always brings one back to the main page. But, for me, the index is one of the coolest parts of a book.

    I've got no particular bias against indices, but contemporary indexers seem to prefer "indexes."

    December 18, 2006

  • Zelo zelatus sum pro Domino Deo exercituum

    Vulgate, 1 Kings 19:14

    December 18, 2006

  • Satan exalted sat, by merit rais'd 5

    To that bad eminence ...

    Milton, Paradise Lost, II

    December 18, 2006

  • So numberless were those bad Angels seen

    Hovering on wing under the Cope of Hell ...

    Milton, Paradise Lost, I

    December 17, 2006

  • The mind is its own place, and in it self

    Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n.

    Milton, Paradise Lost, I

    December 17, 2006

  • ... or that Sea-beast

    Leviathan, which God of all his works

    Created hugest that swim th' Ocean stream ...

    Milton, Paradise Lost I

    December 17, 2006

  • Next this marble venom'd seat

    Smear'd with gumms of glutenous heat

    I touch with chaste palms moist and cold,

    Now the spell hath lost his hold ...

    Milton, Comus

    December 16, 2006

  • What need a vermeil-tinctured lip for that

    Love-darting eyes, or tresses like the Morn?

    Milton, Comus

    December 16, 2006

  • O foolishnes of men! that find their ears

    To those budge doctors of the Stoick Furr,

    And fetch their precepts from the Cynick Tub,

    Praising the lean and sallow Abstinence.

    Milton, Comus

    December 16, 2006

  • Not that Nepenthes which the wife of Thone,

    In Egypt gave to Jove-born Helena

    Is of such power to stir up joy as this ...

    Milton, Comus

    December 16, 2006

  • And first behold this cordial Julep here

    That flames, and dances in his crystal bounds

    With spirits of balm, and fragrant Syrops mixt.

    Milton, Comus

    December 16, 2006

  • Sweet Echo, sweetest Nymph that livst unseen

    Within thy airy shell

    By slow Meander's margent green ...

    Milton, Comus

    December 16, 2006

  • This is the place, as well as I may guess,

    Whence eev'n now the tumult of loud Mirth

    Was rife, and perfet in my list'ning ear...

    Milton, Comus

    December 16, 2006

  • I under fair pretence of friendly ends,

    And well plac't words of glozing courtesie

    Baited with reasons not unplausible

    Wind me into the easie-hearted man,

    And hugg him into snares.

    Milton, Comus

    December 16, 2006

  • The Sounds, and Seas with all their finny drove

    Now to the Moon in wavering Morrice move ...

    Milton, Comus

    December 16, 2006

  • Where thou perhaps under the whelming tide

    Visit'st the bottom of the monstrous world

    Milton, Lycidas

    December 15, 2006

  • Alas! What boots it with uncessant care

    To tend the homely slighted Shepherds trade ...

    Milton, Lycidas

    December 15, 2006

  • O Fairest flower no sooner blown but blasted Milton, On the Death of a Fair Infant Dying of a Cough

    December 15, 2006

  • And sought to hide his froth-becurlèd head Milton, PARAPHRASE ON PSALM CXIV.

    December 15, 2006

  • transition?

    December 13, 2006

  • If nature will not tell the tale

    Jehovah told to her

    Can human nature not survive

    Without a listener?

    Emily Dickinson, from J. 1748

    December 12, 2006

  • The wildest largest passions, bliss that is utmost, sorrow that is utmost, become him well—pride is for him ...

    Whitman, "In Sing the Body Electric"

    December 11, 2006

  • Limitless limpid jets of love hot and enormous

    Whitman, "I Sing the Body Electric"

    December 11, 2006

  • This is the female form;

    A divine nimbus exhales from it from head to foot ...

    Whitman, "I Sing the Body Electric"

    December 11, 2006

  • And discorrupt them, and charge them full with the charge of the Soul Whitman, "I Sing the Body Electric"

    December 11, 2006

  • The armies of those I love engirth me, and I engirth them ... Whitman, "I Sing the Body Electric"

    December 11, 2006

  • The unpent enthusiasm—-the wild cheers of the crowd for their favorites Whitman, "Drum-Taps"

    December 11, 2006

  • About my body for me, and your body for you, be hung our divinest aromas; Whitman, "Crossing Brooklyn Ferry"

    December 11, 2006

  • Consider, you who peruse me, whether I may not in unknown ways be looking upon you ... Whitman, "Crossing Brooklyn Ferry"

    December 11, 2006

  • Suspend here and everywhere, eternal float of solution! Whitman, "Crossing Brooklyn Ferry"

    December 11, 2006

  • strikes me how ... mostly ... these are real ugly words

    December 10, 2006

  • I lay you'll be the Methusalem-numskull of creation before ever I ask you--or the likes of you. HF 33

    December 9, 2006

  • Cushion me soft ... rock me in a billowy drowse ... Whitman, Song of Myself

    December 9, 2006

  • I chant a new chant of dilation or pride ... Whitman, Song of Myself

    December 9, 2006

  • The pedlar sweats with his pack on his back -- the purchaser higgles about the odd cent. Whitman, Song of Myself

    December 9, 2006

  • The proof of a poet is that his country absorbs him as affectionately as he has absorbed it. Whitman, Preface 1855

    December 9, 2006

  • An individual is as superb as a nation when he has the qualities which make a superb nation. The soul of the largest and wealthiest and proudest nation may well go half-way to meet that of its poets. Whitman, Preface 1855

    December 9, 2006

  • The English language befriends the grand American expression—it is brawny enough, and limber and full enough. Whitman, Preface 1855

    December 9, 2006

  • A great poem is for ages and ages in common, and for all degrees and complexions, and all departments and sects, and for a woman as much as a man, and a man as much as a woman. A great poem is no finish to a man or woman, but rather a beginning. Whitman, Preface 1855

    December 9, 2006

  • The prudence of the greatest poet answers at last the craving and glut of the soul, puts off nothing ... Whitman, Preface 1855

    December 9, 2006

  • ... the ghastly chatter of a death without serenity or majesty ... Whitman, Preface 1855

    December 9, 2006

  • Clean and vigorous children are jetted and conceiv’d only in those communities where the models of natural forms are public every day. Whitman, Preface 1855

    December 9, 2006

  • Of ornaments to a work nothing outre can be allow’d ... Whitman, Preface 1855

    December 9, 2006

  • Of the human form especially, it is so great it must never be made ridiculous. Whitman, Preface 1855

    December 9, 2006

  • He sees health for himself in being one of the mass—he sees the hiatus in singular eminence. Whitman, Preface 1855

    December 9, 2006

  • It is also not consistent with the reality of the soul to admit that there is anything in the known universe more divine than men and women. Whitman, Preface 1855

    December 9, 2006

  • The innocence and nakedness are resumed—they are neither modest nor immodest. Whitman, Preface 1855

    December 9, 2006

  • They shall be Kosmos, without monopoly or secrecy, glad to pass anything to any one—hungry for equals night and day. Whitman, Preface 1855

    Walt Whitman, a kosmos, of Manhattan the son ... Song of Myself

    December 9, 2006

  • Did you suppose there could be only one Supreme? We affirm there can be unnumber’d Supremes, and that one does not countervail another any more than one eyesight countervails another—and that men can be good or grand only of the consciousness of their supremacy within them. Whitman, Preface 1855

    The supernatural of no account, myself waiting my time to be one of the supremes... Song of Myself

    December 9, 2006

  • Let who may exalt or startle or fascinate or soothe, I will have purposes as health or heat or snow has, and be as regardless of observation. Walt Whitman, Preface 1855

    I believe in those winged purposes ... Song of Myself

    December 9, 2006

  • The art of art, the glory of expression and the sunshine of the light of letters, is simplicity. Walt Whitman, Preface 1855

    December 9, 2006

  • The greatest poet forms the consistence of what is to be, from what has been and is. Preface 1855

    December 9, 2006

  • The fruition of beauty is no chance of miss or hit—it is as inevitable as life—it is exact and plumb as gravitation.

    Whitman, Preface 1855

    December 9, 2006

  • Nothing can jar him—suffering and darkness cannot—death and fear cannot. Preface 1855

    December 9, 2006

  • What baulks or breaks others is fuel for his burning progress to contact and amorous joy. Preface 1855

    December 9, 2006

  • The time straying toward infidelity and confections and persiflage he withholds by steady faith. Preface 1855

    December 9, 2006

  • Here at last is something in the doings of man that corresponds with the broadcast doings of the day and night. Preface 1855

    December 9, 2006

  • and Merriam-Webster Word of the Year 2006

    December 9, 2006

  • red state, blue state, purple state

    December 9, 2006

  • Word of the Year 1999 was Y2K.

    Word of the 1990s Decade was web.

    Word of the Twentieth Century was jazz.

    Word of the Past Millennium was she.

    http://www.americandialect.org/index.php/amerdial/1999_words_of_the_year_word_of_the_1990s_word_of_the_20th_century_word_of_t/

    December 9, 2006

  • t is just a single letter of the alphabet, but the hyphenated prefix e- loomed so large in American discourse in 1998 that members and friends of the American Dialect Society at their annual meeting voted it Word (or perhaps Lexical Entity) of the Year, as well as Most Useful and Most Likely to Succeed.

    http://www.americandialect.org/index.php/amerdial/1998_words_of_the_year/

    December 9, 2006

  • as in soccer mom, the newly significant type of voter courted by both candidates during the presidential campaign. That phrase spun off other designations such as minivan mom and waitress mom.

    http://www.americandialect.org/index.php/amerdial/1996_words_of_the_ye/

    December 9, 2006

  • ... and I see we hadn't no time to lose. So Tom said, now for the nonnamous letters. HF 39

    December 9, 2006

  • He could out-superintend any boy I ever see. He knowed how to do everything. HF 38

    December 9, 2006

  • your wool-gethering memory HF 37

    December 9, 2006

  • ...and then she went to sluicing out coffee with one hand and cracking the handiest child's head with her thimble with the other... HF 37

    December 9, 2006

  • hiya ... my tenth graders have trouble pronouncing them, too ... the other day one created a sentence something like "When he cut me off in traffic I responded with a string of harsh euphemisms." ... nice oxymoron ... but i've got my work cut out for me ... they also came to believe (thanks to our unclear textbook) that "effete" meant "tired" ... so we ended up with sentences like ... "After running thirty laps and dropping for twenty, we were certainly an effete team."

    December 8, 2006

  • "Letting on don't cost nothing; letting on ain't no trouble; and if it's any object, I don't mind letting on we was at it a hundred and fifty year. HF 35

    December 8, 2006

  • S'pose he don't do nothing with it? ain't it there in his bed, for a clew, after he's gone? and don't you reckon they'll want clews? HF 35

    December 8, 2006

  • "I was most putrified with astonishment when you give me that smack." HF 33

    December 8, 2006

  • These are words I would prefer not to find in my students' formal papers or speeches.

    December 7, 2006

  • I'd seen all I wanted to of them, and wanted to get entirely shut of them. HF 31

    December 7, 2006

  • She was the best girl I ever see, and had the most sand. HF 29

    December 7, 2006

  • "The whole bilin' of 'm 's frauds! Le's duck 'em! le's drown 'em!"

    December 7, 2006

  • ... for if the excited fools hadn't let go all holts and made that rush to get a look we'd a slept in our cravats to-night ... HF 30

    December 7, 2006

  • ... and it most scared the livers and lights out of me. HF 29

    December 7, 2006

  • Well, I never see anything like that old blister for clean out-and-out cheek. HF 29

    December 7, 2006

  • Blamed if the king didn't have to brace up mighty quick, or he'd a squshed down like a bluff bank that the river has cut under, it took him so sudden... HF 29

    December 7, 2006

  • It was nuts for the crowd, though maybe not for the king's friends HF 29

    December 7, 2006

  • ... like a jug that's googling out buttermilk ... HF 29

    December 7, 2006

  • Why, you talk like a muggins. HF 28

    December 7, 2006

  • I never see such a girafft as the king was for wanting to swallow everything. HF 27

    December 7, 2006

  • I reckoned Tom Sawyer couldn't a done it no neater himself. Of course he would a throwed more style into it, but I can't do that very handy, not being brung up to it. HF 27

    December 7, 2006

  • so it's my bounden duty ... HF 28

    December 7, 2006

  • Well, the funeral sermon was very good, but pison long and tiresome HF 27

    December 7, 2006

  • Then the king 'll get it again, and it 'll be a long day before he gives anybody another chance to smouch it from him. HF 27

    December 7, 2006

  • I dasn't do it. HF 26

    December 7, 2006

  • I'll hive that money for them or bust. HF 26

    December 7, 2006

  • They can't bile that amount of water away off there at the sea. HF 26

    December 7, 2006

  • The king said the cubby would do for his valley -- meaning me. HF 26

    December 7, 2006

  • The king said the cubby would do for his valley -- meaning me. HF 26

    December 7, 2006

  • "...and so it's fitten that his funeral orgies sh'd be public." HF 25

    December 7, 2006

  • ... and help set up with the ashes of the diseased ... HF 25

    December 7, 2006

  • ...all that kind of rot and slush ... HF 25

    December 7, 2006

  • ... and then they put their arms around each other's necks, and hung their chins over each other's shoulders; and then for three minutes, or maybe four, I never see two men leak the way they done. HF 25

    December 7, 2006

  • ... a dissentering minister ... HF 24

    December 7, 2006

  • ,,, but these are the ones that Peter was thickest with ... HF 24

    December 7, 2006

  • The king's duds was all black ... HF 24

    December 7, 2006

  • I reckoned the poor king was in for a gaudy time of it with the audience ... HF23

    December 7, 2006

  • "... and then shin for the raft like the dickens was after you!" HF 23

    December 7, 2006

  • "We are sold -- mighty badly sold. But we don't want to be the laughing stock of this whole town, I reckon ... HF 23

    December 7, 2006

  • ... it can have all of my custom every time. HF 22

    December 7, 2006

  • ...and then how the horses did lean over and hump themselves! HF 22

    December 7, 2006

  • It was a real bully circus. HF 22

    December 7, 2006

  • You must be a blame' fool. HF 16

    December 5, 2006

  • ... but when he says this it seemed to kind of take the tuck all out of me. HF 16

    December 5, 2006

  • But other times they just lazy around, or go hawking--just hawking and sp-- Sh!--d'you hear a noise? HF 14

    December 5, 2006

  • The seegars was prime. HF 14

    December 5, 2006

  • i. e. grade 10

    December 4, 2006

  • that is, "going"

    December 4, 2006

  • that is, "by and by"

    December 4, 2006

  • I catched a catfish and haggled him open with my saw ...

    December 4, 2006

  • i use it only in context of the male branch (my experience) of the carmelite order ... no slight intended to the sisters

    December 3, 2006

  • J. 641, Franklin 707

    December 3, 2006

  • J. 329, Franklin 608

    December 3, 2006

  • Watch while I bluppen the stale gray dawn.

    December 3, 2006

  • No one should approach our dear ondivorant Nicholas for the next few hours.

    December 3, 2006

  • It's linqwap ... there between the second and third molars.

    December 3, 2006

  • no no... yr good ... & i'm an english teacher ... and i write obscure pomes at http://brtom.typepad.com/one/

    December 3, 2006

  • a writer? ... must be ... if ... but you pose a ... my head is ... imploding ... a savage parlor ... sorry

    December 3, 2006

  • The vuposin kept me indoors all week.

    December 3, 2006

  • David has been the most notorious expagulator of our time.

    December 3, 2006

  • good ones ... thanks!

    December 3, 2006

  • A sniboluous gale blew in from the gutter.

    December 3, 2006

  • Erich's prompillent maneuvers kept him in the lobby.

    December 3, 2006

  • We shall not alligavate; we shall not presume.

    December 3, 2006

  • Not even the domestic polecat notices the erx anymore.

    December 3, 2006

  • The glitensor slipped in my fingers and startled the President.

    December 3, 2006

  • Propelled by his condurvent manner, we spun off to The Container Store.

    December 3, 2006

  • from The Crying of Lot 49 ... clearly a nod to Nabokov

    December 3, 2006

  • entropy ... o yes, this is a most obvious & necessary one ... it just didn't show up on any of the random pages i was hitting ... my process for listing will be characterized by randomness ... Schwarzgerät ... i'm not sure what to do with certain characteristic proper names ... & yes nymphet is totally Nabokov, but i don't & probably won't have a Nabokov list ... so ...

    thanks for dropping by, guys ...

    December 3, 2006

  • They became exhausted in imitation of them; and they yaw-yawed in their speech like them; and they served out, with an enervated air, the little mouldy rations of political economy, on which they regaled their disciples. Hard Times, Book the Second, Chapter II

    December 3, 2006