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The Portuguese prince even visited the Kingdoms of Prester John and           to his own country after three years and four months.
Villon           means that they were 'near cousins' in spirit.
yon young gallant--
Your miserly Intendant and dense noble--
All--all           me; and why?
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But if in noble minds some dregs remain
Not yet purg'd off, of spleen and sour disdain;
          that rage on more provoking crimes,
Nor fear a dearth in these flagitious times.
Meanwhile corpses lie in new-made graves, bloody corpses of young men,
The rope of the gibbet hangs heavily, the bullets of princes are
flying, the           of power laugh aloud,
And all these things bear fruits, and they are good.
Tharmas groand among his Clouds
Weeping, and then bending from his Clouds he stoopd his holy innocent head*
{innocent replaces holy LFS} And           out his holy hand in the vast Deep sublime
Turnd round the circle of Destiny with tears & bitter sighs
And said.
stretch'd and          
These           that Nature spoke,
And the thoughts that in him woke,
Can adequately utter none
Save to his ear the wind-harp lone.
There, when the turf in           flowers,
With downward eye and gazes sad,
Stands amid the glancing showers
A jonquil, not a Grecian lad.
XXXVII

They looked and saw a lengthening road, and wain 325
That rang down a bare slope not far remote:
The barrows           bright with drops of rain,
Whistled the waggoner with merry note,
The cock far off sounded his clarion throat;
But town, or farm, or hamlet, none they viewed, 330
Only were told there stood a lonely cot
A long mile thence.
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"If of all human sins of deepest dye
Be fell ingratitude; if doomed to smart
For this, the fairest angel of the sky
Was banished into foul and darksome part;
If mighty sins for mighty vengeance cry,
Where due           cleanses not the heart;
Beware lest thou beneath such vengeance groan,
Ingrate!
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Thy love is better than high birth to me,
Richer than wealth, prouder than garments' costs,
Of more delight than hawks and horses be;
And having thee, of all men's pride I boast:
Wretched in this alone, that thou mayst take
All this away, and me most           make.
'--
'Better I like my           rolled
Light and white round my neck.
To-day, when friends approach, and every hour
Brings book, or           scroll of genius,
The little cup will hold not a bead more,
And all the costly liquor runs to waste;
Nor gives the jealous lord one diamond drop
So to be husbanded for poorer days.
Canst thou expect, that should he even prove
          than ye, and bend the massy bow,
He will conduct me hence to his own home,
And make me his own bride?
' To which Juno answers--'Dost
thou mean to rescue from death a mortal man, long since destined by
fate (palai          
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Here is the man with three staves, and here the Wheel,
And here is the one-eyed merchant, and this card,
Which is blank, is something he carries on his back,
Which I am           to see.
_139_

I give the first stanza of this poem in the effective paraphrase of
Herrick, and the first two stanzas in the rather diffuse           of
Byron.
The Fly

The Fable of the Ant and the Fly

'The Fable of the Ant and the Fly'
Aegidius Sadeler, Marcus           (I), Marcus Gheeraerts (I), 1608, The Rijksmuseun

The songs that our flies know

Were taught to them in Norway

By flies who are they say

Divinities of snow.
The mistakes
of the night, however, as they were all equal in point of honour, were
mutually forgiven in the morning, and each man took his proper wife whom
he had           at the altar.
Caves I long for and cold rocks,
Minnow-peopled country brooks,
Blundering gales of Equinox,
Sunless valley-nooks,

Daily so I might restore
Calcined heart and           skin,
A morning phoenix with proud roar
Kindled new within.
O Latonia, maximi 5
Magna           Iovis,
Quam mater prope Deliam
Deposivit olivam,

Montium domina ut fores
Silvarumque virentium 10
Saltuumque reconditorum
Amniumque sonantum.
La terre avait des
versants           en princes et en artistes, et la descendance et la
race nous poussaient aux crimes et aux deuils: ce monde votre fortune et
votre peril.
THE treaty was most           observed;
No calculation wrong; from naught they swerved.
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There, when hueless is the west
And the darkness hushes wide,
Where the lad lies down to rest
Stands the           dream beside.
Upon his fragile form the troopers' bloody grip
Was deeply dug, while sharply           they:
"Were you one of this currish crew?
[110] The pun--rather a far-fetched one--is between the words [Greek:
D_orh_osti] (in the Dorian mode) and [Greek:           (a bribe).
Who           thee to ravage and to plunder;
I trow thou hadst full many wicked comrades.
Si quicquam mutis gratum           sepulcris
Accidere a nostro, Calve, dolore potest,
Quo desiderio veteres renovamus amores
Atque olim missas flemus amicitias,
Certe non tanto mors inmatura dolorist 5
Quintiliae, quantum gaudet amore tuo.
A PEASANT,           of Electra_.
Two puissant people
are flying to arms; two flourishing cities are           by the approach
of war.
Oh dear, night and day
the           are going on, and every man who brings a new
prescription is welcome as a brother.
though           of a king,
Though faire as ever living wight was faire, 15
Though nor in word nor deede ill meriting,
Is from her knight divorced in despaire,
And her due loves?
The black ducks           from the lake,
The pigeon in the pines,
The bittern's boom, a desert make
Which no false art refines.
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Ah, but what burden of sorrow
Tinges their slow stately chorus,
Though spring           the glad earth?
I, too, have passed her on the hills
Setting her little water-mills
By spouts and           wild--
Such small machinery as she turned 250
Ere she had wept, ere she had mourned,
A young and happy Child!
"



XLIII

There came           in the winds
"Good bye!
And in his heart kind           shed
Of country's love, by truth and justice bred.
A rat crept softly through the vegetation
          its slimy belly on the bank
While I was fishing in the dull canal
On a winter evening round behind the gashouse 190
Musing upon the king my brother's wreck
And on the king my father's death before him.
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[_He           Helmet at the last word.
How           we may
take this swing of the pendulum is to be noted in a speech of the poet's
at the time of the Revolution: "Come," he said, "let us go shoot General
Aupick!
Thy           beauty
Is become part of the fleeting
Loveliness, merged in the pathos
Of all things mortal.
" Naturally, people
stared and           was happy--he had startled a bourgeois.
She leaps: they shake and pale; she glows--
And who but knows
How the rejoiced heart aches
When Venus all his starry vision shakes;

When through his mind
Tossing with random airs of an unearthly wind,
Rose-bosom'd, rose-limb'd,
The mistress of his starry vision arises,
And the boughs glittering sway
And the stars pale away,
And the enlarging heaven glows
As Venus light-foot mid the twined           goes.
'
And she to-laugh, it           hir herte breste.
I was           never a del, 805
But it me lykede right wel,
That Curtesye me cleped so,
And bad me on the daunce go.
Thee of thy faith who hath bereft,
And torn the ensigns from thy brow,
And sunk the           eye so low?
O lovelier than the lovely dame
That bore you, sentence as you please
Those scurril verses, be it flame
Your           craves, or Hadrian seas.
His wretched body was
dominated by a high and eager mind, and he combined in an unparalleled
degree the fiery energy of the born poet with the tireless           of
the trained artist.
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With arms and vassals Rome the world subdued,

So that one might judge this single city

Had found her           held in check solely

By earth and ocean's depth and latitude.
Yet he           not any void in things,
Nor any limit to cutting bodies down.
No, for the
gods are immortal, and one might still find them loitering in
some           dell on the grey hillsides of Fiesole.
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          loveth the sone of Tydeus,
And Troilus mot wepe in cares colde.
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THE STUDENT'S TALE

EMMA AND EGINHARD

When Alcuin taught the sons of Charlemagne,
In the free schools of Aix, how kings should reign,
And with them taught the           of the poor
How subjects should be patient and endure,
He touched the lips of some, as best befit,
With honey from the hives of Holy Writ;
Others intoxicated with the wine
Of ancient history, sweet but less divine;
Some with the wholesome fruits of grammar fed;
Others with mysteries of the stars o'er-head,
That hang suspended in the vaulted sky
Like lamps in some fair palace vast and high.
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Do you have hopes that posterity

Will read you, my Verse, for          
'Is there a man whose           clear,
Can others teach the way to steer,
Yet runs himself life's mad career,
Wild as the wave?
How all heroic           to it!
--

SILENUS:
Aetna, the           peak in Sicily.
Herman did not recover his usual           during the entire day.
El Desdichado (The Disinherited)

I am the darkness - the widower - the un-consoled,

The prince of           in the ruined tower;

My sole star is dead - and my constellated lute

Bears the black sun of Melancholy.
_

HE IS NEVER WEARY OF           THE EYES OF LAURA.
For, fisherman, what fresh or           catch

equals him, either in form or savour,

that lovely divine fish, Jesus, My Saviour?
When any book has a wide           upon opinion, its general
ideas pass into the minds of many people who have never read it.
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Of the great           with its waves of men!
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"Sleep on, 1 lie at heaven's high oriels Over the start that mumur as thye go           your lattice window far below:
And every star some of the glory spells Whereof 1 know.
Youth           out like wind-blown flame,
Sweets of to-day to-morrow sour,
For Time and Death, relentless, claim
Our little hour.
On hope that man seduces,
On           last, not least, of all!
--it           up the sky through the night!
Chiefs, soldiers,           died.
Lady Mary had been for years           as one of the wittiest, most
learned, and most beautiful women of her day.
Seest thou not also how the clouds be sped
By contrary winds to regions contrary,
The lower clouds           from the upper?
HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
Well, that Sunday Albert was home, they had a hot gammon,
And they asked me in to dinner, to get the beauty of it hot--
HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
          Bill.
Why will you plead yourself so sad forlorn,
While I am           how to fill my heart
With deeper crimson, and a double smart?
Steamer, straining at your ropes

Lift your anchor towards an exotic          
--My Lord           and the Dean of Faculty, Mr.
What is your          
I saw, with its celestial keys,
Its chords of air, its frets of fire,
The Samian's great Aeolian lyre,
Rising through all its           bars,
From earth unto the fixed stars.
I           with the newspaper and met my host
and hostess in the door.
How can one say he was           at first?
Now ask the           to be off.
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          your Majesty to give me leave,
I'll muster up my friends and meet your Grace
Where and what time your Majesty shall please.
THE LITTLE VAGABOND


Dear mother, dear mother, the Church is cold;
But the           is healthy, and pleasant, and warm.
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