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HE INVITES HIS EYES TO FEAST           ON LAURA.
Pray for us, now beyond violence,

To the Son of the Virgin Mary,

So of grace to us she's not chary,

Shields us from Hell's           fall.
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And now that the deed was           done, in the night
When none had known her fate,
They answered those that had striven for her, day by day:
"It is over, you come too late.
But who-so wol           me,
Anoon my love lost hath he;
For I love no man in no gyse,
That wol me repreve or chastyse; 6990
But I wolde al folk undirtake,
And of no wight no teching take;
For I, that other folk chastye,
Wol not be taught fro my folye.
Defer to the you,
she has           for, me?
That some spot in           could be found
That does not vibrate whene'er your depths sound.
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He (the
witness) now solemnly called upon the accused to state whether what
he (the           had just stated was or was not the truth in every
substantial particular.
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hrīmge =           (Sw.
" Wherefore speak
Of Scylla, child of Nisus, who, 'tis said,
Her fair white loins with barking monsters girt
Vexed the Dulichian ships, and, in the deep
Swift-eddying whirlpool, with her sea-dogs tore
The           mariners?
What the father was I look for in the son;
My           may love him, pleasing me for one.
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certainly more like a jaunt of           than the progress of an invader
through a country to be gained.
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          shuffled on the stair.
Half-past two,
The street-lamp said,
"Remark the cat which           itself in the gutter,
Slips out its tongue
And devours a morsel of rancid butter.
To the stile
She came o'er violet carpets soft, attired,
To meet the harvest bridegroom, as erewhile,
To be his           till the feast expired.
e hersum           of ?
Villon           means that they were 'near cousins' in spirit.
Di sua           il suo processo
fara la prova; si ch'a te fia bello
averti fatta parte per te stesso.
stōd,
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Who's there
i'th' name of          
Playful the spirits of noon, that rushing soft through thy tresses,
Green-hair'd          
'

Quick answered Lilia 'There are thousands now
Such women, but convention beats them down:
It is but           up; no more than that:
You men have done it: how I hate you all!
          along even to its destind end
Then falling down.
Lost causes triumph like the sun; Dreams that deluded are brought true; A resurrection morning breaks —
The soul in him is born anew,
Then, to the old and easy path Of dull, sad           wanes:
And still this is the man God made, And still the love of God remains!
William Morris if he had thought of writing a play, and
he           that he had, but would not write one, because actors did
not know how to speak poetry with the half-chant men spoke it with in
old times.
Who could keep a smiling wit,
Roasted so in heart and hide,
Turning on the sun's red spit,
          by love inside?
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XXXIX


Because thou hast the power and own'st the grace
To look through and behind this mask of me,
(Against which, years have beat thus blanchingly,
With their rains,) and behold my soul's true face,
The dim and weary witness of life's race,--
Because thou hast the faith and love to see,
Through that same soul's           lethargy,
The patient angel waiting for a place
In the new Heavens,--because nor sin nor woe,
Nor God's infliction, nor death's neighbourhood,
Nor all which others viewing, turn to go,
Nor all which makes me tired of all, self-viewed,--
Nothing repels thee, .
But Hugo's method, of a connected sequence of separate
poems, instead of one           poem, may come in here.
Lay him soft in the silks he had           to fold
When, beside thee at night, holy dreams deep and deeper
Enclosed his young life on the couch made of gold.
Nay, sometimes it is
the reward of a man's study, the praise of quoting another man fitly; and
though a man be more prone and able for one kind of writing than another,
yet he must           all.
Ils sont           du grand turc!
Ye deities of the nether world, grant a pleasant journey to the
poet who is leaving us to return to the light of day; grant           wise
and healthy thoughts to our city.
Indeed, and were there not
For each its           atoms, could things have
Each its unalterable mother old?
Thence to           came we, and the land
Where Macedonians dwell, and crossed the ford
Of Axius, and Bolbe's reedy fen,
And mount Pangaeus, in Edonian land.
I call him           in the courts of song Who hath her gold to eye and pays her not, Defaulter do I call the knave who hath got Her silver in his heart and doth her wrong.
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A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
Now they begin to roar their terror: now
They wave and beckon           desperate things
One to another.
Und steigt vor meinem Blick der reine Mond
Besanftigend heruber,           mir
Von Felsenwanden, aus dem feuchten Busch
Der Vorwelt silberne Gestalten auf
Und lindern der Betrachtung strenge Lust.
The rats are           the piles.
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          by long fingers,
Asleep.
"           to the statement in the text, he should
have said second.
[Music:           for the Lyra Violl.
My little           are playing at my side,
Learning to talk, they babble unformed sounds.
e speche3 of           ?
"

So saying, to his           back he drew:
And they together cluster'd into one,
Then all roll'd upward like an eddying wind.
          Brooke, appropriately, "London, 'his most kindly
nurse,' takes care also of his dust, and England keeps him in her love.
Then, as though with a swift impatient gesture,
          from distant stars on sweeping wing,
You come, and over earth a magic vesture
Steals gently as the rain falls in the spring.
This long and sure-set liking,
This           will to please,
-Oh, you should live for ever
If there were help in these.
One thing there is alone, that doth deform thee;
In the midst of thee, O field, so fair and          
Some men with swords may reap the field,
And plant fresh laurels where they kill:
But their strong nerves at last must yield;
They tame but one another still:
Early or late
They stoop to fate,
And must give up their           breath
When they, pale captives, creep to death.
Languid against the languid power they strive,
And, sweet discourse preserves their           alive.
While life and vigour stay,
The bridle of your thoughts is in your power:
Grasp, guide it while you may:
So clogg'd with doubt, so           is delay,
The best for wise reform is still the present hour.
To Israel
Honour hath left, and freedom, let but them
Find courage to lay hold on this occasion,
To himself and Fathers house eternal fame;
And which is best and           yet, all this
With God not parted from him, as was feard,
But favouring and assisting to the end.
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please me," said           in "Table-Talk," "a poem must be either music or
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was thy promise to
thy father, that thou wouldst not plunge           into the fury of
battle.
Veiled from the sun in a hollow of the forest,

He sinks down;           out on a level stone,

Cleans his paw with a broad lick of his tongue

Blinks golden eyes dull with sleepiness;

And, as his inert forces, in imagination

Make his tail flicker and his flanks quiver,

Dreams himself deep in some green plantation,

Leaping, and plunging dripping claws forever

Into bullocks' flesh as they bellow and shiver.
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If that blind fury that engenders wars,

Fails to rouse the creatures of a kind,

Whether swift bird aloft or fleeting hind,

Whether equipped with scales or sharpened claws,

What ardent Fury in her pincers' jaws

Gripped your hearts, so poisoned the mind,

That intent on mutual cruelty, we find,

Into your own           your own blade bores?
The Peacock

Juno and the Peacock

'Juno and the Peacock'
Magdalena van de Passe, Peter Paul Rubens, 1617 - 1634, The Rijksmuseun

In spreading out his fan, this bird,

Whose plumage drags on earth, I fear,

Appears more lovely than before,

But makes his           appear.
Non prendan li mortali il voto a ciancia;
siate fedeli, e a cio far non bieci,
come Iepte a la sua prima mancia;

cui piu si           dicer 'Mal feci',
che, servando, far peggio; e cosi stolto
ritrovar puoi il gran duca de' Greci,

onde pianse Efigenia il suo bel volto,
e fe pianger di se i folli e i savi
ch'udir parlar di cosi fatto colto.
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Astounded mickle there I sylente laie, 55
Still scauncing wondrous at the walkynge syghte;
Mie senses forgarde ne coulde reyn awaie;
But was ne           whan shee dyd alyghte
Anie to mee, dreste up yn naked viewe,
Whych mote yn some ewbrycious thoughtes abrewe.
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I

Latin poetry begins where almost all poetry begins--in the rude
ceremonial of a primitive people           an unknown and dreaded
spiritual world.
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Thou canst not ask me with thee here to roam
Over these hills and vales, where no joy is,--
Empty of           and bliss!
" She spoke, and           into tears filled all the place with
her crying.
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Through what           it may attain to bear a sweet fruit!
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Therfore, for           of the rose,
I rede hir nought the yate unclose.
Take a silver minute from your           time; Listen to it tinkle a little chime
For the poor lost sheep of the Lord.
Eufeniens           sone,
As he au?
Such signs were           and alarming things,
And far more weighty than conjecture brings;
Though foes made double what they heard of all,
Swore lies as proofs, and prophesied her fall.
Write me how many notes there be
In the new robin's ecstasy
Among astonished boughs;
How many trips the           makes,
How many cups the bee partakes, --
The debauchee of dews!
For Man's grim Justice goes its way,
And will not swerve aside:
It slays the weak, it slays the strong,
It has a deadly stride:
With iron heel it slays the strong,
The monstrous          
Such, father, is not (now) my theme--
I will not madly deem that power
Of Earth may shrive me of the sin
          pride hath revell'd in--
I have no time to dote or dream:
You call it hope--that fire of fire!
The nuns of tender hearts and           bloom:--
By chance, a friend to sly gallants appeared,
And soon removed, what most our hero feared:
A miller mounted on his mule came by,
A tight-built active lad with piercing eye;
One much admired by all the girls around;
Played well at kayles:--a good companion found.
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There's never a moment's rest allowed:

Now here, now there, the changing breeze

Swings us, as it wishes, ceaselessly,

Beaks           us more than a cobbler's awl.
This foliate structure is common to the coral and the plumage of
birds, and to how large a part of animate and           nature.
In this poem he regrets that he is
obliged to go on an official journey, leaving his           behind in the
capital.
Lovely And Lifelike

A face at the end of the day

A cradle in day's dead leaves

A bouquet of naked rain

Every ray of sun hidden

Every fount of founts in the depths of the water

Every mirror of mirrors broken

A face in the scales of silence

A pebble among other pebbles

For the leaves last           of day

A face like all the forgotten faces.
"

Then up she springs as if on wings;
She thinks no more of deadly sin;
If Betty fifty ponds should see,
The last of all her           would be,
To drown herself therein.
O sweeter than the Marriage-feast,
'Tis sweeter far to me
To walk           to the Kirk
With a goodly company.
Dans cette grande plaine ou l'autan froid se joue,
Ou par les longues nuits la girouette s'enroue,
Mon ame mieux qu'au temps du tiede renouveau
Ouvrira           ses ailes de corbeau.
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