"I hope the time is coming when not only the artist, but the common, average man, who always ´has the standard of the arts in his power,´ will have also the courage to apply it, and will reject the ideal grasshopper wherever he finds it, in science, in literature, in art, because it is not ´simple, natural, and honest,´ because it is not like a real grasshopper. But I will own that I think the time is yet far off, and that the people who have been brought up on the ideal grasshopper, the heroic grasshopper, the impassioned grasshopper, the self-devoted, adventureful, good old romantic card-board grasshopper, must die out before the simple, honest, and natural grasshopper can have a fair field."
ellauri108.html on line 154: The principal ritual of Rastafari is the smoking of ganja, also known as marijuana or cannabis or pot. Among the names that Rastas give to the plant are callie, Iley, "the herb", "the holy herb", "the grass", and "the weed". Cannabis is usually smoked during groundings, although some practitioners also smoke it informally in other contexts. Some Rastas smoke it almost all of the time, something other practitioners regard as excessive, and many practitioners also ingest cannabis in a tea, as a spice in cooking, and as an ingredient in medicine. However, not all Rastas use ganja; abstainers explain that they have already achieved a higher level of consciousness and thus do not require it.
ellauri110.html on line 124: Gulliver describes the land as "divided by long rows of trees, not regularly planted but naturally growing", with a "great plenty of grass, and several fields of oats".
ellauri110.html on line 1050: It’s like a drop of dew on a grass tip. When the sun comes up it quickly evaporates and doesn’t last long. In the same way, life as a human is like a dew-drop. It’s brief and fleeting, full of pain and misery. Think about this and wake up! Do what’s good and live the spiritual life, for no-one born can escape death.
ellauri111.html on line 642: Even when a Christian woman is washing the dishes and taking care of her children she is doing sanctified work--she is fulfilling the scriptures; women are to be keepers at home. When a man provides for his family, he is fulfilling the scriptures. When we consecrate ourselves and our things (house, apartment, furniture, grass, etc.), daily living takes on a new dimension. It also gives you a lot of things to do for the time freed from watching TV and playing with the mobile. Did I mention the mobile? DON´T EVEN THINK OF IT!
ellauri111.html on line 648: Down here we work for the Master, the Lord Jesus, and sow the seed (us men do, if you get what I mean), sharing his word. Those that hear and receive the word on good ground will be saved (people do not always get saved at the moment they first hear the truth--in time, however they may repent and believe). God sees the work that his people do, and he is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him. Psalm 126:6 He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves* with him. *Sheaves are bundles of wheat or other grain grasses that the harvesters have harvested and bundled. Some seeds fell on good bushes and prospered, some fell on porcelain and did not germinate.
ellauri118.html on line 348: That tinkles in the grass and grain; Mi näpertelee ruohossa ja viljassa;
ellauri145.html on line 1080: Ce soir, à Circeto des hautes glaces, grasse comme le poisson, et enluminée comme les dix mois de la nuit rouge - (son coeur ambre et spunk), - pour ma seule prière muette comme ces régions de nuit et précédant des bravoures plus violentes que ce chaos polaire.

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ellauri160.html on line 68: Hover, two by two, in our west-garden grasses Over the grass in the West garden;
ellauri164.html on line 246: Remembering Robert M. Veatch, PhD 1939-2020. Bob Veatch from Georgetown loved genealogy and had confirmed a Veatch connection to the Stuart (Stewart among the Scots) dynasty. He was a long-time fan of bluegrass and Bob and his wife Ann were founding members of the Lucketts Bluegrass Foundation in Lucketts, Virginia, location of the world’s longest running bluegrass concert series (45 years strong!). He used to laugh and say that he thought likely he was the only undergraduate at Harvard reading Plato while listening to bluegrass. Bob was a Peace Corps volunteer in Nigeria from 1962-1964.
ellauri172.html on line 271: Lewis Cass, the Democratic candidate for president in 1848, was contrasted with Buridan's ass by Abraham Lincoln: "Mr. Speaker, we have all heard of the animal standing in doubt between two stacks of hay, and starving to death. The like would never happen to General Cass; place the stacks a thousand miles apart, he would stand stock still midway between them, and eat them both at once, and the green grass along the line would be apt to suffer some too at the same time."
ellauri197.html on line 64: as the grass grows on the weirs; Kuin ruoho padolla;
ellauri197.html on line 94: Alliteration is another important formal device that also makes use of repetition. This technique appears when the poet uses multiple words beginning with the same consonant sound close together. For example, “grass grows” in stanza two and “shoulder” and “she” in stanza two.
ellauri197.html on line 337: In ‘Love’s Organ's Growth’, the poet says that love is not a quintessence or pure and simple stuff despite its sustaining and life-giving properties. Rather, it is mixed stuff, a mixture of different elements, both spiritual and physical. That is why it affects both the body and the soul; it causes both spiritual and physical arousal. It does cure not because it is the quintessence, but on the homeopathic principle, of “like curing the like”. It cures all sorrow only by giving more of it. Love is neither infinite nor “pure stuff”, but has a mixed nature like grass which grows with spring.
ellauri197.html on line 339: Oh, and love is mixed stuff, a mixture of both spiritual and physical elements. Though like the grass in this respect, it is different from it in another way. While the grass loses its life and vitality with the winter, there is no such loss in the power of love, though there may be a temporary one in love's organ. In this respect, it may be likened to a sex organ inserted in an emergency, but never withdrawn before the emergency is over.
ellauri197.html on line 348: Vicissitude, and season, as the grass; vastoinkäymiset ja kuivuuden kuin ruoho;
ellauri197.html on line 381: In the first stanza of ‘Love’s Organ's Growth’, the poet says that he does no longer believe his love to be so pure (simple and unmixed, hence not subject to change), and mixed, as he had earlier supposed it to be, because now he discovers that his love is subject to seasonal fluctuations and changes like the grass. Throughout the winter, the poet lied when he swore that his love was infinite, because what is infinite cannot grow and increase. Now he finds that his love has increased in vigor with the spring. Spring has made some additions to it.
ellauri197.html on line 405: And though each spring adds new vigor to love, as princes levy new taxes in times of war, and do not remit them even during peace, no winter shall reduce the spring’s increase. “Thus love is not like grass, but more like heaven; rather, it combines both realms and is constant in change.”
ellauri197.html on line 426: The sun shone on the withered grass, Aurinko paistoi risukasaan,
ellauri198.html on line 456: As for the grass, it grew as scant as hair Sit toi ruoho kasvoi tosi harvana,
ellauri220.html on line 449: Job's tears, scientific name Coix lacryma-jobi, also known as adlay or adlay millet, is a tall grain-bearing perennial tropical plant of the family Poaceae (grass family). It is native to Southeast Asia and introduced to Northern China and India in remote antiquity, and elsewhere cultivated in gardens as an annual. It has been naturalized in the southern United States and the New World tropics. In its native environment it is grown at higher elevation areas where rice and corn do not grow well. Job's tears are also commonly sold as Chinese pearl barley.
ellauri226.html on line 475: For Roby (my mom), the differences of the new minority groups and the old Jewish, Italian, and Irish immigrants was clear, especially given the unique rules that governed her Parkchester Jewish community. Parkchester was originally privately owned by the Metropolitan Life, who employed a private police force to ensure law and order and instituted very specific rules that bound the residents of the community, everything from double parking and noise levels to not walking on the grass.
ellauri241.html on line 122: The taller grasses and full-flowering weed, Korkeammat ruohot ja täyskukkiva rikkaruoho,
ellauri241.html on line 177: Leave traces in the grass and flowers sweet; Jättää jälkiä ruohoon ja kukkiin makeisia;
ellauri241.html on line 229: Her mouth foamed, and the grass, therewith besprent, hänen suunsa vaahtosi, ja ruoho, sen kastelema,
ellauri241.html on line 725: Let spear-grass and the spiteful thistle wage keihäsruoho ja ilkeä ohdake käyvät
ellauri241.html on line 877: The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild; Ruoho, pensas ja hedelmäpuu villinä;
ellauri241.html on line 1625: How happy once again in grassy nest!
ellauri247.html on line 114: GLOSSARY Bahloo, moon. Beeargah, hawk. Beeleer, black cockatoo. Beereeun, prickly lizard. Bibbee, woodpecker, bird. Bibbil, shiny-leaved box-tree. Bilber, a large kind of rat. Bindeah, a prickle or small thorn. Birrahlee, baby. Birrableegul, children. Birrahgnooloo, woman's name, meaning "face like a tomahawk handle." Boobootella, the big bunch of feathers at the back of an emu. Boolooral, an owl. Boomerang, a curved weapon used in hunting and in warfare by the blacks; called Burren by the Narran blacks. Borah, a large gathering of blacks where the boys are initiated into the mysteries which make them young men. Bou-gou-doo-gahdah, the rain bird. Bouyou, legs. Bowrah or Bohrah, kangaroo. Bralgahs, native companion, bird. Bubberah, boomerang that returns and bumps you in the back of your head. Buckandee, native cat. Buggoo, flying squirrel. Bulgahnunnoo, bark-backed. Bunbundoolooey, brown flock pigeon. Bunnyyarl, flies. Byamee, man's name, meaning "big man." Bwana, African sir. Capparis, caper. Combi, bag made of kangaroo skins. Comfy, foldable plastic pillow. Cookooburrah, laughing jackass. Coorigil, name of place, meaning sign of bees. Corrobboree, black fellows' dance. Cunnembeillee, woman's name, meaning pig-weed root. Curree guin guin, butcher-bird. Daen, black fellows. Dardurr, bark, humpy or shed. Dayah minyah, carpet snake (vällykäärme). Deegeenboyah, soldier-bird. Decreeree, willy wagtail. Dinewan, emu. Dingo, native dog. Doonburr, a grass seed. Doongara, lightning. Dummerh, 2nd rate pigeons. Dungle, water hole. Dunnia, wattle. Eär moonan, long sharp teeth. Effendi, Turkish sir. Euloo marah, large tree grubs. Edible. In fact yummy. Euloo wirree, rainbow. Gayandy, borah devil. Galah or Gilah, a French grey and rose-coloured cockatoo. Gidgereegah, a species of small parrot. Gooeea, warriors. Googarh, iguana. Googoolguyyah, run into trees. Googoorewon, place of trees. Goolahwilleel, absolutely top-knot pigeon. Gooloo, magpie. Goomade, red stamp. Goomai, water rat. Goomblegubbon, bastard or just plain turkey. Goomillah, young girl's dress, consisting of waist strings made of opossum's sinews with strands of woven opossum's hair hanging about a foot square in front. Yummy. Goonur, kangaroo rat. Goug gour gahgah, laughing-jackass. Literal meaning, "Take a stick of bamboo and boil it in the water." Grooee, handsome foliaged tree bearing a plum-like fruit, tart and bitter, but much liked by the blacks. Guinary, light eagle hawk. Guineboo, robin redbreast. Gurraymy, borah devil. Gwai, red. Gwaibillah, star. Kurreah, an alligator. Mahthi, dog. Maimah, stones. Maira, paddy melon. Massa, American sir. May or Mayr, wind. Mayrah, spring wind. Meainei, girls. Midjee, a species of acacia. Millair, species of kangaroo rat. Moodai, opossum. Moogaray, hailstones. Mooninguggahgul, mosquito-calling bird. Moonoon, emu spear. Mooregoo, motoke. Mooroonumildah, having no eyes. Morilla or Moorillah, pebbly ridges. Mubboo, beefwood-tree. Mullyan, eagle hawk. Mullyangah, the morning star. Murgah muggui, big grey spider. Murrawondah, climbing rat. Narahdarn, bat. Noongahburrah, tribe of blacks on the Narran. Nullah nullah, a club or heavy-headed weapon. Nurroo gay gay, dreadful pain. Nyunnoo or Nunnoo, a grass humpy. Ooboon, blue-tongued lizard. Oolah, red prickly lizard. Oongnairwah, black driver. Ouyan, curlew. Piggiebillah, ant-eater. One of the Echidna, a marsupial. Quarrian, a kind of parrot. Quatha, quandong; a red fruit like a round red plum. Sahib, Indian sir. Senhor, Brazilian sir. U e hu, rain, only so called in song. Waligoo, to hide. Wahroogah, children. Wahn, crow. Walla Walla, place of many waters. Wallah, I swear to God. Wallah, Indian that carries out a manual task. Waywah, worn by men, consisting of a waistband made of opossum's sinews with bunches of strips of paddy melon skins hanging from it. ​Wayambeh, turtle. Weeoombeen, a small bird, girl's name. Some thing like robin redbreast, only with longer tail and not so red a breast. Willgoo willgoo, pointed stick with feathers on top. Widya nurrah, a wooden battle-axe shaped weapon. Wirree, small piece of bark, canoe-shaped. Wirreenun, priest or doctor. Womba, mad. Wondah, spirit or ghost. Wurranunnah, wild bees. Wurranunnah, tame bees. Wurrawilberoo, whirlwind with a devil in it; also clouds of Magellan. Yaraan, white gum-tree. Yhi, the sun. Yuckay, oh dear!
ellauri260.html on line 163: Thus, in the words of Jacques Maritain: “Whenever we say that man is a person, we mean that he is more than a mere parcel of matter, more than an individual element in nature, such as is an atom, a blade of grass, a fly or an elephant…Man is an animal and an individual, but unlike other animals or individuals.”
ellauri270.html on line 311: The morning of June 27th is a sunny, summer day with blooming flowers and green grass. In an unnamed village, the inhabitants gather in the town square at ten o’clock for an event called “the lottery.” In other towns there are so many people that the lottery must be conducted over two days, but in this village there are only three hundred people, so the lottery will be completed in time for the villagers to return home for noon dinner.
ellauri276.html on line 803: Next spring shall seedling grass appear: Ensi keväänä ilmestyy taimi ruoho:
ellauri276.html on line 804: Then roots and corn and grass again. Sitten juuret ja maissi ja ruoho uudelleen.
ellauri300.html on line 503: It landed foul on the grass
ellauri302.html on line 46: Balaam was hired by Moabite Balak to curse Israel, because these were spreading like oxen and eating all the grass. Moabites were scared having seen what had happened to Amorites. History can't help repeating herself.
ellauri302.html on line 294: Are you cold, Rifkele darling? Nestle close to me... Ever so close... Warm yourself next to me. So. Come, let's sit down here on the lounge. (Leads Rifkele to a lounge; they sit down.) Just like this... Now rest your face snugly in my bosom. So. Just like that. And let your body touch mine... It's so cool... as if water were running between us. (Pause.) I uncovered your breasts and washed them with the rainwater that trickled down my arms. Your breasts are so white and soft. And the blood in them cools under the touch, just like white snow, — like frozen water... and their fragrance is like the grass on the meadows. And I let down your hair so... (Buns her fingers through RifkeWs hair.) And I held them like this in the rain and washed them. How sweet they smell... Like the rain itself... (She huries her face in Rifkele's hair.) Yes, I can smell the scent of the May rain in them... So light, so fine... And fresh... as the grass on the meadows... as the apple on the bough... So. Cool me, refresh me with your tresses. (She washes her face in Rifkele^s hair.) Cool me, — so. But wait... I'll comb you as if you were a bride... a nice part and two long, black braids. (Does so.) Do you want me to, Rifkele? Do you?
ellauri345.html on line 626: Ei nytpä kaivetaan esiin totuus asiasta suoraan hevosen suusta, eli Klagesin bestselleristä grassi.files.wordpress.com/2013/07/klages-l1-der-geist-als-wiedersacher-der-seele.pdf">"Der Geist als Widersacher der Seele".
ellauri362.html on line 349: No tuo oli sentään aika vizikästä. Monkey and the baboon playing in the grass. Monkey sticks his fingers up the baboon's ass.
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I’m from a small rural community, and ev’rybody who lived in my neighborhood, if you want to call it that, were relatives.  We called it “the circle,” and our house was there, my grandmother’s house was there, an aun’ an’ uncle who were childless lived there, and (uh) a couple of aunts an’ uncles who had children.  There were five female cousins, an’ in the summertime we hung out together all day long from early until late.  In my grandmother’s yard was a maple tree, and the five of us developed that into our apartment building.  Each of us had a limb, and [small laugh] the less daring cousins took the lo’er limbs, and I and another cousin a year younger than I always went as far to the top as we could, an’ we– we were kinda derisive of those girls who stayed with the lower limbs.  We had front doors an’ back doors.  The front door was the — the limb — were the limbs on the front, that were nearest (um) the boxwood hedge.  And the grass was all worn away in that area.  An’ then the back doorwa–was on the back side of the tree, an’ you could only enter the front an’ exit from the rear.  And that had to be done by swinging off a limb that was fairly high off the ground, and (um) my cousin Belinda and I had no problem with that, but the other girls — that was always somethin’ we had to coax them into doin’.  But still, you entered the front, you left the rear.  We (um) ate our lunches together.  When it was lunchtime — an’ our mothers always cooked lunch in the summertime ’cause they didn’ want to be in the hot kitchen at night.  So we would just take our (um) — go home, an’ we’d load our plates with all the vegetables an’ the cornbread, an’ get our glasses of milk or ice tea or whatever we were havin’, an’ we would head for somebody’s yard, where we would all sit down an’ eat together.  It was just an institution:  lunch in somebody’s yard.  An’ if you wanted to go home for a second helping– sometimes that was quite a little walk, but it was worth it, because that was our thing, having lunch together, every day.  (Um) We gathered at my grandmother’s on Sundays.  All my aunts would get those chairs, form a circle.  (Uh) One crocheted.  (Uh) Most of them just sat an’ talked, an’ we girls hung out for the main part with the women.  (Uh) The men would gather around the fish pond, which was in a side yard.  It was (um) — it was kind of a rock (um) pond that my granddaddy had, had built.  There was a ir’n pipe in the middle, an’ when he went fishin’, he would put his catch in there.  Or he caught a mud turtle, he’d put it in there.  An’ there it stayed until it was time to kill it an’ cook it, whatever it was.  The pipe in the middle had water that sprayed up all the time.  There was a locust tree near there, an’ that’s where we girls picked the leaves an’ the thorns to make the doll clothes out o’ the locust.  It’s where we always ate the watermelon.  We always had to save the rind, an’ we always had to leave some pink on that rind, because my grandmother made watermelon pickles out o’ that rind.  I hated the things.  I thought they were the worst things I ever put in my mouth.  But ever’body else thought watermelon pickles were just a great delicacy.  That was also around the time that ev’rybody grew gladiolias [sic] an’ I thought they were the ugliest flower I’d ever laid my eyes on, but ever’body had gladiolias.  ‘Course now I’ve come to appreciate the gladiolia, but back then I had absolutely no appreciation for it.  It was also where we made (uh) ice cream, (uh) on the front porch.  We made ice cream on Sunday afternoons.  I had an aunt who worked in the general mercantile business that my family owned, an’ she was only home on Sunday, so she baked all day:  homemade rolls an’ cakes.  And so, she made cakes an’ we made ice cream, an’ ever’body wan’ed to crank, of course.  (Um) That was just a big treat, to get to crank that ice cream.  It was jus’ our Sunday afternoon thing, an’ I, I think back on it.  All the aunts would sit around an’ they’d talk, an’ they’d smoke.  Even if you never saw those ladies smoke, any other time o’ the week.  On Sunday afternoon when we all were gathered about in gran- in granny’s yard, they’d have a cigarette.  Just a way of relaxing, I suppose.  The maple tree’s now gone.  In later years, it was thought the maple tree, our apartment building, was shading the house too much an’ causing mildew, so it was removed at some point.  And I don’t, to this day, enjoy lookin’ (uh) into that part o’ the yard. …

xxx/ellauri123.html on line 1176: keskelläSous un ventre arrondi, grasselet, potelé ; Pyöreän masun alla, pehmoisen pullavan;
xxx/ellauri123.html on line 1194: Qui se plonge et se cache en toute terre grasse, syvään uppoutuen hyötevään kyntövakoon,
xxx/ellauri130.html on line 554: No tears upon the grassy bed. sä ala mättääseen spiidaamaan.
xxx/ellauri139.html on line 350: The hare limp’d trembling through the frozen grass, Jänö kömpii lumihangessa ihan nolona,
xxx/ellauri139.html on line 603: Of fruits, and flowers, and bunches of knot-grass, Joissa oli kukkien ja mehiläisten kuvia,
xxx/ellauri148.html on line 266: R. Hiyya bar Yosef said: “In the future the pious will sprout up and emerge in Jerusalem, as it is said, They will blossom out of the city like grass of the earth (Ps. 72:16)… And they will rise up in their garments, as can be concluded from the wheat; If the wheat, which is buried naked, rises in several clothes, how much more so the pious who are buried in their clothes.” Babylonian Talmud Ta’an 2 a[22]
xxx/ellauri157.html on line 259: Hasids are nature-lovers by nature. Rabbi Nachman of Breslav poetically depicts the spiritual lifeforce in the grasses of the field as joining and helping in one's prayers. Psychologically too, nature looks better with dogs and sheep in it. To a sensitised soul, even a tree can take on extra dimensions if it has a hole in it. The Kabbalists explain that one of the Hebrew names of God "Elo-h-im" is numerically equivalent in Gemara with "HaTeva" meaning "Nature").
xxx/ellauri165.html on line 49: They scar their bodies by making little cuts repetitively. Isn't it funny we invented all these creams, lasers and other treatments to get rid of our pubic hairs. One time I was resting in the shade of a sculptural tree and I was watching two men and a woman from a distance, they were just sitting in the grass, playing with some leaves and collecting some stones. I was trying to go back in my memory and imagine that same exact situation happening in our 'civilised' world - I couldn´t. In our civilized world the guys would've been all over her, stones hanging out and blades deep in her throat and twat.
xxx/ellauri170.html on line 277: Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; Nurzilla eikä sitä upeata kukkasta,
xxx/ellauri170.html on line 464: Isaiah 40:7 The grass withers and the flowers fall when ...
xxx/ellauri170.html on line 466: Grass dries up, and flowers wither when the LORD's breath blows on them. Yes, people are like grass and JHWH is a hall of fame flowerblower.
xxx/ellauri200.html on line 601: green grass, the large slow oddity of cows, Nurmi vehreä, sitä natustavat nautaeläimet,
xxx/ellauri218.html on line 232: Initially, the land where the landfill was located was a salt marsh in which there were tidal wetlands, forests, and freshwater wetlands. The subsoil was made up of clay, with sand and silt as the top layer of soil. The tidal marsh, which helped to clean and oxygenate the water that passed through it, was destroyed by the dump. The fauna were largely replaced by herring gulls. The native plant species were driven out by the common reed, a grass which grows abundantly in disturbed areas and can tolerate both fresh and brackish water. The stagnant, deoxygenated water was also less attractive to waterfowl, and their population decreased. Samuel Kearing, who had served as sanitation commissioner under Mayor John V. Lindsay, remembered in 1970 his first visit to the Fresh Kills project:
xxx/ellauri228.html on line 422: The tall weeds fumed; the grasshopper danced, Korkeat ruovot sauhusi, heinäsirkka tanssi,
xxx/ellauri234.html on line 520: Good for you! My son has had been through various phases of medication (serotonine re-uptake inhibitors?) but at the moment he is self-medicating with grass. I do think that he is trying to do as well as he can, though. Sometimes he gives me a doobie from his stash, I give him beer and we watch some TV together.
xxx/ellauri235.html on line 901: Korinna oli kai johkin aikaan elänyt naisrunoilija Teebassa. Sen pilkkanimi oli Myia (Μυῖα, "kärpänen"). Ärsyttävä pikku Myy. Corinnan sanottiin kilpailleen Pindarin kanssa ja voittaneen hänet ainakin yhdessä runokilpailussa, vaikka jotkut lähteet väittävät viisi, mutta se nyt on takuulla puppua! Ize asiassa kaikki todennäkösesti on! Ei ne varmaan edes eläneet samana aikana! Vitun kärpänen! Jotkut Martin ja David on "melkein varmoja" että se eli vasta 300-luvulla. Hemmetin ämmä, olikohan sitä olemassa edes ollenkaan? Joku pazas joo on jostain kristilliseltä ajalta jossa lukee Korinna, mutta sehän on voinut esittää ketä tahansa. Vaikka sitä kunnioitettiin kotikaupungissaan Tanagrassa ja se oli suosittu muinaisessa Roomassa, nykyaikaiset kriitikot pitävät hiäntä maakunnallisena ja tylsänä. Hänen runoutensa on lähinnä kiinnostavaa yhtenä harvoista säilyneistä naisrunoilijoista muinaisesta Kreikasta. Noin neljäkymmentä katkelmaa tän muka-Corinnan runoudesta on säilynyt, mikä on enemmän kuin kukaan muinainen naisrunoilija paitsi Sappho, mutta yhtään hänen täydellisiä runoaan ei tunneta. So there!
xxx/ellauri235.html on line 917: Pausanias mainitsee Korinnan saaneen Pindarista vain yhden voiton, ja sanoo nähneensä Tanagrassa Korinnan kuvan, jossa tämä oli kuvattu sitomassa hiuksiaan. Pausaniaan mukaan Korinnan voitto oli paitsi Korinnan runoilijanlahjojen myös hänen kauneutensa ja hänen käyttämänsä aiolialaisen yläosattoman esiintymisasun ansiota. Pausanias (m.kreik. Παυσανίας; 100-luku) oli antiikin kreikkalainen maantieteilijä, joka eli Rooman vallan aikana. Vittuako sekin mitään muka tiesi runoudesta, kusipää.
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 236: ⁠Ripe grasses trammel a travelling foot, Kypsät ruohot lyttää matkustavan jalan,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 345: Flocks and swift herds and all that bite sweet grass, Katraita ja nopeita laumoja jotka syö ruohoa,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1814: For much sweet grass grew higher than grew the reed,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1855: ⁠Fruitless fruit, and grasses fair,
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 1868: ⁠Pale as grass or latter flowers
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 2821: Gasped, and his face waxed like as sunburnt grass.
xxx/ellauri251.html on line 3101: To the life of the rains in the grasses, the life of the dews on
xxx/ellauri329.html on line 68: Tandis que, pour montrer un peu ses formes grasses, kun taas esitelläkseen hieman pulleita muotojaan,
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