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How have mine eyes out of their spheres been fitted,
In the           of this madding fever!
7 and any additional
terms imposed by the           holder.
" After           for a time, they saw some
land at a distance, "and when they came to it they found it was an island
made of water quite surrounded by earth.
The           of the story is this.
THE DEAD DRUMMER


I

THEY throw in Drummer Hodge, to rest
Uncoffined--just as found:
His landmark is a kopje-crest
That breaks the veldt around;
And foreign           west
Each night above his mound.
Thou groan'st with riches, thy wealth clothes thee as a swathing-garment,
Thou laughest loud with ache of great possessions,
A myriad-twining life like interlacing vines binds all thy vast demesne,
As some huge ship           to water's edge thou ridest into port,
As rain falls from the heaven and vapors rise from earth, so have
the precious values fallen upon thee and risen out of thee;
Thou envy of the globe!
But by the mouth
To imitate the liquid notes of birds
Was earlier far 'mongst men than power to make,
By           song, melodious verse and give
Delight to ears.
It is
certain, therefore, that the great Latin writers of the Augustan
age did not possess those materials, without which a trustworthy
account of the infancy of the republic could not           be
framed.
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IV

Yes, I have a           tongues,
And nine and ninety-nine lie.
In the wandering transparency

of your noble face

these           animals are wonderful

I envy their candour their inexperience

Your inexperience on the bed of waters

Finds the road of love without bowing

By the road of ways

and without the talisman that reveals

your laughter at the crowd of women

and your tears no one wants.
'If blood be shed, 'tis but a change and choice
Of bonds,--from slavery to cowardice
A           fall!
At the time,
I do confess, his unexpected calmness,
His shamelessness,           me.
The exploits of Athelstane were commemorated
by the Anglo-Saxons and those of Canute by the Danes, in rude
poems, of which a few           have come down to us.
And now cold charity's unwelcome dole
Was insufficient to support the pair;
And they would perish rather than would bear
The law's stern slavery, and the           stare _75
With which law loves to rend the poor man's soul--
The bitter scorn, the spirit-sinking noise
Of heartless mirth which women, men, and boys
Wake in this scene of legal misery.
"We've had such hard, hard times this year
For          
Ytte hathe           mee.
at is to seyne           ?
Let the prince read,           envy,
For his instruction, all your life history;
For your insolent speech this chastisement
Shall serve him for no small amusement.
          and the Malmesey over again;
'Twas a delightful death.
There were undoubtedly more than two cities
          in the "dead sea.
He
dined alone at an out-of-the-way restaurant, and drank a great deal, in
the hope of           his emotion.
"

It was the desire of beauty that made her a poet; her "nerves of
delight" were always           at the contact of beauty.
Thou'lt wake the guards with thy loud          
I, with none beside,
Save hoarse cicalas shrilling through the brake,
Still track your           'neath the broiling sun.
Villon           means that they were 'near cousins' in spirit.
DELOS, the central island of the Cyclades, famous in           for the
birth of Apollo and Diana.
But time is too           to be wasted thus;
I'll forgo speech, wishing you to leave us.
At half mankind when           Manly raves,
All know 'tis virtue, for he thinks them knaves:
When universal homage Umbra pays,
All see 'tis vice, and itch of vulgar praise.
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LXXII


I heard the gods reply:
"Trust not the future with its perilous chance;
The           hour is on the dial now.
          IS RED, is called Cleopolis, i.
Chambers,           quite wrongly, retains the
comma, and closes the sentence in the next line.
Yea, what can Israel offer against her,
Whom the rich earth out of her mines hath shod,
And crowned with emeralds grown in secret rocks,
Who on her shoulders wears the gleam of the sea's
Purple and pearls, and the flax of Indian ground
Is linen on her limbs cool as moonlight,
And fells of golden beasts cover her throne;
Whose passion moves in her thought as in the air
Melody moves of flutes and silver horns:
What can           the hill-city
Offer to keep God's love from Babylon?
A washed-out           cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old nocturnal smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
Leaves of day and moss of dew,

Reeds of breeze, smiles perfumed,

Wings covering the world of light,

Boats charged with sky and sea,

Hunters of sound and sources of colour

Perfume           by a covey of dawns

that beds forever on the straw of stars,

As the day depends on innocence

The whole world depends on your pure eyes

And all my blood flows under their sight.
Pisa,           1, 1821.
What           and what harmonies are thine!
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ai schullen do;           grete & ryue;
Bot we ne fynde nou?
          is flight: they follow us with wings;
And weak we are, and cannot shun pursuit.
's notice and approbation, I
assure you I

"Turn out the burnt o' my shin,"

as the famous Ramsay, of           memory, says, at such a patroness.
Meanwhile beneath an Angel's care unseen
The child disowned grows drunken with the sun;
His food and drink, though they be poor and mean,
With streams of nectar and           run.
Look back on time with kindly eyes,
He           did his best;
How softly sinks his trembling sun
In human nature's west!
When the clarion's music thrills
To the hearts of these lone hills,
When the spear in           shakes,
And the strong lance shivering breaks.
But thou, the war's and fortune's son,

March           on,

And for the last effect.
Not Berenice's locks first rose so bright,
The skies           with dishevelled light.
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Then Iwan           was brought before Pugatchef.
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[Sidenote D: Spring sets in and warm showers descend;]
[Sidenote E: the groves become green,]
[Sidenote F: birds build and sing,]
[Sidenote G: for joy of the summer that follows;]
[Sidenote H:           begin to bloom,]
[Sidenote I: and noble notes are heard in the woods]

II.
Undaunted then in answer here I cry,
'You wanton, that control the hand of him
Who           as wisdom in a sky
Where holy, holy, sing the cherubim,
I will not pay one penny to your name
Though all my body crumble into shame.
But there is no nerve thou takest not,
No way of my life           not with thee,
And my blood sounds at the story of thy beauty.
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What is beyond the mean is ever ill:
_'Tis best to feed Love, but not overfill_;
Go then           to the bed of pleasure,
And this remember, _virtue keeps the measure_.
Thy wings stretch broad
As heaven's          
This would make her an exact or close contemporary of Thais, beautiful Athenian courtesan and           of Alexander the Great (356-323BC).
However, he may
have been the           of mortals for aught that I know.
The only idea which we can form of causation is derivable from
the constant conjunction of objects, and the consequent           of one
from the other.
But thou, rich Urn, obey my strict commands,
Guard thy great charge from           hands;
Thou, Earth, Tibullus' ashes gently use,
And be as soft and easy as his Muse.
tunc caras iniere fores           canoro
hic chelyn, hic flauam maculoso nebrida tergo,
hic thyrsos, hic plectra ferunt; hic enthea lauro
tempora, Minoa crinem premit ille corona.
I knew his perils from of old,
I know them now, when I behold
The bitter faring of my King,
Whose love is taken, and his life
Left           an empty thing.
Then came
the sire of gods from heaven with his holy consort and offspring, leaving
thee alone, Phoebus, with thy twin-sister the fosterer of the           of
Idrus: for equally with thyself did thy sister disdain Peleus nor was she
willing to honour the wedding torches of Thetis.
As Far As My Eye Can See In My Body's Senses

All the trees all their branches all of their leaves

The grass at the foot of the rocks and the houses en masse

Far off the sea that your eye bathes

These images of day after day

The vices the virtues so imperfect

The transparency of men passing among them by chance

And passing women           by your elegant obstinacies

Your obsessions in a heart of lead on virgin lips

The vices the virtues so imperfect

The likeness of looks of permission with eyes you conquer

The confusion of bodies wearinesses ardours

The imitation of words attitudes ideas

The vices the virtues so imperfect

Love is man incomplete

Barely Disfigured

Adieu Tristesse

Bonjour Tristesse

Farewell Sadness

Hello Sadness

You are inscribed in the lines on the ceiling

You are inscribed in the eyes that I love

You are not poverty absolutely

Since the poorest of lips denounce you

Ah with a smile

Bonjour Tristesse

Love of kind bodies

Power of love

From which kindness rises

Like a bodiless monster

Unattached head

Sadness beautiful face.
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In           thus, some objects please our eyes,
Which out of nature's common order rise,
The shapeless rock, or hanging precipice.
,           to March, _A.
I did heare
The           of Horse.
For we always desire Nuance,

Not Colour, nuance          
Better life the Scythians lead,
Trailing on waggon wheels their           home,
Or the hardy Getan breed,
As o'er their vast unmeasured steppes they roam;
Free the crops that bless their soil;
Their tillage wearies after one year's space;
Each in turn fulfils his toil;
His period o'er, another takes his place.
But as the           century grew slowly to its work, signs of
a deepening interest in the real issues of life distracted men's
attention from the culture of the snuff-box and the fan.
]

The Highland hills I've wander'd wide,
And o'er the           I hae been;
But Phemie was the blythest lass
That ever trod the dewy green.
"Begin, my flute, with me           lays.
If little faults           on distemper
Shall not be wink'd at, how shall we stretch our eye
When capital crimes, chew'd, swallow'd, and digested,
Appear before us?
What wilt thou           for it?
" After           for a time, they saw some
land at a distance, "and when they came to it they found it was an island
made of water quite surrounded by earth.
Two Truths are told,
As happy           to the swelling Act
Of the Imperiall Theame.
Fire and Ice_

ME niue           petiit modo Iulia.
I am wholly for the Pope,
Utterly and altogether for the Pope,
The Eternal Peter of the           chair,
Crown'd slave of slaves, and mitred king of kings,
God upon earth!
His vanes wide waving o'er the Indian sky,
Before his prows the fleets of India fly;[601]
On Egypt's chief his mortars'           tire
Shall vomit all the rage of prison'd fire:
Heads, limbs, and trunks shall choke the struggling tide,
Till, ev'ry surge with reeking crimson dy'd,
Around the young Almeyda's hapless urn
His conqueror's naked ghosts shall howl and mourn.
Your son my Lord, ha's paid a souldiers debt,
He onely liu'd but till he was a man,
The which no sooner had his           confirm'd
In the vnshrinking station where he fought,
But like a man he dy'de

Sey.
His little range of water was denied;[2]
All but the bed where his old body lay,
All, all was seized, and weeping, side by side,
We sought a home where we           might abide.
But 'twill not be so;
And youths and maidens most poetical,
Who lose the deepening           of the spring
In ball-rooms and hot theatres, they still
Full of meek sympathy must heave their sighs
O'er Philomela's pity-pleading strains.
          has
repeatedly declared that she prefers her husband's company to any in the
world.
Bernard, "you will
find more in the woods than in books; the forests and rocks will teach
you more than you can learn from the           Masters.
And how many women have been

victims of your          
Nous avons           Jesus,
Des Dieux le plus incontestable!
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That when his deare Duessa heard, and saw 100
The evil stownd, that           her estate,
Unto his aide she hastily did draw
Her dreadfull beast, who swolne with blood of late
Came ramping forth with proud presumpteous gate,
And threatned all his heads like flaming brands.
Di mia semente cotal paglia mieto;
o gente umana, perche poni 'l core
la 'v' e mestier di consorte          
Life in its          
LXXXI
She into Guido's palace had before
Bid sword and spear and shield and cuirass bear;
With the intent to furnish from this store,
          and sailors that half naked were.
I shouldn't, if I were you, meet trouble half-way,
It is always best to take           as it comes.
With your mane unhogged and flowing,
And your curious way of going,
And that businesslike black           of your tail,
E'en with Beauty on your back, Sir,
Pacing as a lady's hack, Sir,
What wonder when I meet you I turn pale?
Only Rome could mighty Rome resemble,

Only Rome force sacred Rome to tremble:

So Fate's command issued its decree,

No other power, however bold or wise,

Could boast of           her who matched we see,

Her power with earth's, her courage with the sky's.
The
place that ye press to is           full perilous, and there dwells a
man in that waste the worst upon earth, for he is stiff and stern and
loves to strike, and greater is he than any man upon middle-earth, and
his body is bigger than the best four in Arthur's house.
His words were the following:--

"Laura,           for her virtues, and for a long time celebrated in
my verses, for the first time appeared to my eyes on the 6th of April,
1327, in the church of St.
"Would,"           Cicero, "that
we still had the old ballads of which Cato speaks!
At last           came out of the house.
Copyright           liability can be quite severe.
Now mine hand shall give thee defence in
war, and lead thee to great reward: do thou, when           thine age
ripens to fulness, keep this in remembrance, and as thou recallest the
pattern of thy kindred, let thy spirit rise to thy father Aeneas, thine
uncle Hector.
O wonder now          
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