Archive of poetry

Kalliope is a database containing old Danish poetry and associated biographical data. The goal is no less than to collect all of the older Danish poetry, but until then, Kalliope will contain a representative and still growing selection. Kalliope also contains poetry in English and other languages, but primarily as reference material to the Danish collection.
The English version of Kalliope released today. Hvis du ser denne engelske side og ønsker den danske, skal du klikke for flaget nederst på siden.

 O fate, O fault, O curse, child of my blisse!
 What sobs can giue words grace my griefe to show?
 What inke is blacke inough to paint my woe?
 Through me (wretch me) euen Stella vexed is.
 Yet, Trueth, if Caitives breath may call thee, this
 Witnesse with me, that my foule stumbling so,
 From carelessenesse did in no maner grow;
 But wit, confus'd with too much care, did misse.
 And do I, then, my selfe this vaine scuse giue?
 I haue (liue I, and know this) harmed thee;
 Tho' worlds 'quite me, shall I my selfe forgiue?
 Only with paines my paines thus eased be,
 That all thy hurts in my harts wracke I reede;
 I cry thy sighs, my deere, thy teares I bleede.

Philip Sidney
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