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The random poem generator takes the first lines of nearly 3,900 poems to make a new poem. To see the full list of what's included, click here.

Let others sing of knights and paladines
Boys and girls that held her dear,
AWAKE! for Morning in the Bowl of Night
A strife is growne betweene Vertue and Loue,
Oh, think not I am faithful to a vow!
'Faith' is a fine invention
Much have I travell'd in the realms of gold,
What tale is this which stirs a world of knaves

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What we do for ourselves dies with us. What we do for others and the world remains and is immortal.
— Albert Pines