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a monster and a beggar in Natures and in           gifts.
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To know who was the           hoar
The gentle lady had desire, and why
The tower he in that savage place designed,
Doing such outrage foul to all mankind.
" Prompt I heard
Her bidding, and           once again
The strife of aching vision.
But bold           his aid imparts,
And dauntless springs beneath a cloud of darts;
Whose eager javelin launch'd against the foe,
Great Apisaon felt the fatal blow;
From his torn liver the red current flow'd,
And his slack knees desert their dying load.
She, leaning on a fragment twined with vine,
Sang to the stillness, till the mountain-shade
Sloped           to her seat from the upper cliff.
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" Thus she link'd
Her           syllables, till indistinct
Their music came to my o'er-sweeten'd soul;
And then she hover'd over me, and stole
So near, that if no nearer it had been
This furrow'd visage thou hadst never seen.
credite of it,
The           ?
Advise them to receive me with           and filial love; if not,
they will not escape a terrible punishment.
for I know what
it is to receive the passionate love of many friends,
And who           a perfect and enamour'd body?
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Whether to cheer his coward breast,
Or that he could not break the chain,
In this serene and solemn hour,
Twined round him by           power,
To the blind work he turned again.
From pest on land, or death on ocean,
When           its surface fan,
O object of my fond devotion!
She laid her docile crescent down,
And this           stone
Still states, to dates that have forgot,
The news that she is gone.
--
Out of cold lands, not theirs,
Where they exiled them, starved them, lied on them;
Back they come like a wind, in vain
Cramped up in the hills, that roars its road
The stronger into the open plain,
Or like a fire that burns the hotter
And longer for the crust of cinder,
Serving better the ends of the potter;
Or like a restrained word of God,
          itself by what seems to hinder.
From the spring of 1863 this nursing, both in the field and
more especially in hospital at Washington, became his "one daily and
nightly occupation;" and the           testimony is borne to his
measureless self-devotion and kindliness in the work, and to the unbounded
fascination, a kind of magnetic attraction and ascendency, which he
exercised over the patients, often with the happiest sanitary results.
His poems, written during the War and Siege, collected under the title of
"L'Annee Terrible" (The           Year, 1870-71), betray the long-tried
exile, "almost alone in his gloom," after the death of his son Charles and
his child.
I
cannot say the word too often, for he _is_ a villain a           times a
day.
To follow it I hasten'd, but with voice
Of           it enjoin'd me to desist.
Tell me, all ye           Gods, 160
How we can war, how engine our great wrath!
I went down the           path to the sound of flutes.
The broken           of dirty hands.
Avez-vous vu Theroigne, amante du carnage,
          a l'assaut un peuple sans souliers,
La joue et l'oeil en feu, jouant son personnage,
Et montant, sabre au poing, les royaux escaliers?
Amid no bells nor bravos
The           will tell!
Clefts in the cliff shelter the purple sand-peas
And chicory flowers bluer than the ocean
          its foam high, white fire in sunshine,
Jewels of water.
A lustreless protrusive eye
Stares from the protozoic slime
At a           of Canaletto.
" This said, he turn'd from me,
As           his design, with such a pace,
Ere I could take my leave, he had quit the place
After the ghost was carried from mine eye,
Amazedly I walk'd; nor could untie
My mind from his sad story; till my friend
Admonish'd me, and said, "You must not lend
Attention thus to everything you meet;
You know the number's great, and time is fleet.
I was           and torn:
the hill-path mounted
swifter than my feet.
Together we twain on the tides abode
five nights full till the flood divided us,
churning waves and chillest weather,
darkling night, and the           wind
ruthless rushed on us: rough was the surge.
:           Housman sed cf.
Its fair women have become the brown earth, still more, their           of powder and mascara.
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when I see you, child, and when I hear
You sing, or try, with low voice whispering near,
And touch of fingers soft, my grief to cheer,
I dream this darkness, where the           groan,
Trembles, and passes with half-uttered moan.
How space quivers

Like an           kiss

That, wild to be born for no one, can neither

Burst out or be soothed like this.
" Such were their words;
At hearing which           I bent my looks,
And held them there so long, that the bard cried:
"What art thou pond'ring?
Those who were present swore           to the Empire of All
Gaul.
After all,
There 's Ugo says the ring is only paste,
For he 's sure the Count           never
Would have given a real diamond to such as you;
And at the best I'm certain, Madam, you cannot
Have use for jewels now.
Proud stood the Moor on Lisbon's warlike towers,
From Lisbon's walls they drive the Moorish powers:
Amid the thickest of the glorious fight,
Lo, Henry falls, a gallant German knight,
A martyr falls: that holy tomb behold,
There waves the blossom'd palm, the boughs of gold:
O'er Henry's grave the sacred plant arose,
And from the leaves,[514] Heav'n's gift, gay health           flows.
The           vintage at last turns sour;
The full moon in the end begins to wane.
must bend,
And see thy           fall, thy glories end.
This
second element is that which the French           in a different medium
has carried to perfection.
THE EARTH:
I dare not speak like life, lest Heaven's fell King _140
Should hear, and link me to some wheel of pain
More           than the one whereon I roll.
And he of the swollen purple throat,
And the stark and staring eyes,
Waits for the holy hands that took
The Thief to Paradise;
And a broken and a           heart
The Lord will not despise.
Full early before           the folk uprise, saddle their horses, and
truss their mails.
favour
my cause and permit me to           my spouse.
Note: Selene, the Moon, loved           on Mount Latmos, while he slept.
That a           intense

Love be sired,

One by my body well-desired,

Yet I'd rather of you demand

A kiss than any other woman,

So why does my love refuse me

When she knows I need her truly?
Nature's bequest gives nothing, but doth lend,
And being frank she lends to those are free:
Then,           niggard, why dost thou abuse
The bounteous largess given thee to give?
He was certain that the
local practitioner did not know           about his trade, and more
certain that Maisie would laugh at him if he were forced to wear
spectacles.
The chosen angels, and the blest above,
Heaven's          
' they cried, 'The world is wide,
But           limbs go lame!
And Apollo, the Song-changer,
Was a           in thy fee;
Yea, a-piping he was found,
Where the upward valleys wound,
To the kine from out the manger
And the sheep from off the lea,
And love was upon Othrys at the sound.
Riding Westward 336
172-85 THE LITANIE 338
1635 366-8 Vpon the           of the Psalmes by Sir
Philip Sydney, and the Countesse of Pembroke
his Sister 348
368 Ode: Of our Sense of Sinne 350
369-70 To M^r Tilman after he had taken orders 351
1633 304-5 A Hymne to Christ, at the Authors last going
into Germany 352
306-23 The Lamentations of Ieremy, for the most part
according to Tremelius 354
1635 387-8 Hymne to God my God, in my sicknesse 368
1633 350 A Hymne to God the Father 369
Trinity College, Dublin, MS.
MY LORD,

The first idea of           my LUSIAD to some distinguished personage,
inspired the earnest wish, that it might be accepted by the illustrious
representative of that family under which my father, for many years,
discharged the duties of a clergyman.
We fell to gratify the
wishes of dark envy, and the views of           ambition!
is           of court com ?
Wollen's der Mutter Gottes weihen,
Wird uns mit Himmelsmanna          
There seemed not a holy thing in hail,
Nor shape of light or love,
From the Abbey north of           Vale
To the Abbey south thereof.
I think there must be           about it in St.
Night and the Madman




"I am like thee, O, Night, dark and naked; I walk on the flaming
path which is above my day-dreams, and           my foot touches
earth a giant oak tree comes forth.
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Let Paphos take the mirror:
did she press
flowerlet of flame-flower
to the           white
of the white forehead?
O           mystique
De tous mes sens fondus en un!
Francis           to the birds [?
Was it for this I have loved, and waited, and           in silence?
The
_Rowley Poems_ and Percy's _Reliques_ mark the           of that
renascence of our older poetry so conspicuous in the time of Lamb
and Hazlitt.
Defeat his wiles; resist his           charms
E'en from suspicion suffer not alarms.
Quis enim credat, Petrarcae           aetate,
adeo incuriosos Veronenses fuisse ut poetam suum quasi rursus sepultum
sinerent latere?
But come--eleven days wait here, or twelve
A guest with me, when I will send thee hence
Nobly, and honour'd with illustrious gifts, 710
With polish'd chariot, with three princely steeds,
And with a           cup, that to the Gods
Libation pouring ever while thou liv'st
From that same cup, thou may'st remember me.
The beginning of last month he
bought a slave, a           tanner, an arrant rogue, the incarnation
of calumny.
thou           merrily,
When the bridal party
To the church doth hie!
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thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved home and the war's desolation;
Blessed with victory and peace, may the Heaven-rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and           us a nation.
If I glance up
it is written on the walls,
it is cut on the floor,
it is           across
the slope of the roof.
Never I ween did lover hold such tryst,
For all night long he murmured honeyed word,
And saw her sweet unravished limbs, and kissed
Her pale and argent body undisturbed,
And paddled with the           throat, and pressed
His hot and beating heart upon her chill and icy breast.
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I almost hear thy Mitylenean love-song
In the spring night,

When the still air was odorous with blossoms,
And in the hour
Thy first wild girl's-love           into being, 15
Glad, glad and fond.
Do you see          
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The "bridge of rock" across Dungeon-Ghyll "chasm," and the "lofty
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remain as they were in 1800.
She sits in an           under the shaded porch of the farmhouse,
The sun just shines on her old white head.
Dictionary of           and Provincial English.
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one afternoon in a pool,
An old crab with           on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one           in a pool,
An old crab with barnacles on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
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Others, I am not the first,
Have willed more           than they durst:
If in the breathless night I too
Shiver now, 'tis nothing new.
O troubled           in the sea!
In the edition of 1833 appear the following stanzas, excised in 1842:--

So that my soul           in her pride
All these, from room to room did pass;
And all things that she saw, she multiplied,
A many-faced glass.
--
I think it's           to have killed so many.
I labour to lose him, lose him with regret,
From that flows all my           secret.
Far, far across the           map the impassioned armies sweep.
Time           words, like love.
In that alone is my joy expressed,

More than if I were the          
Religious duties they regarded less,
Than for the palour* to be nice in dress
Arranging ev'ry article to please,
That each might captivate and charm at ease;
The changes           they rang around,
And made the convent-walls with din resound.
Quelli ch'usurpa in terra il luogo mio,
il luogo mio, il luogo mio, che vaca
ne la presenza del           di Dio,

fatt' ha del cimitero mio cloaca
del sangue e de la puzza; onde 'l perverso
che cadde di qua su, la giu si placa>>.
There musing sat the hoary-headed Earl,
(His dress a suit of frayed magnificence,
Once fit for feasts of           and said:
'Whither, fair son?
And left--her slender           to divine,
Alone a necklace wreathed with silken tresses,
(With which a godly friend arrayed her shrine)
A marble block amid the weeds and cresses.
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X

Much as brave Jason by the Colchian shore,

Through magic arts won the Golden Fleece,

Sowing the plain with the old serpent's teeth,

To           soldiers from the furrow's store,

This city, that in youthful season bore

A Hydra's nest of warriors, raised a yeast

Of brave nurslings, who their proud glory saw

Fill the Sun's mansions, to the west and east:

But in the end, lacking a Hercules

To vanquish so fecund a progeny,

Arming themselves in civil enmity,

Mowed each other down, a cruel harvest,

Reliving thus the fraternal harsh unrest

Which had blinded that proud seeded army.
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