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To lay down peace and power as          
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And if I should languish, jaded,
That which was erewhile unknown
Now to me this day is clear,
That my final hope hath flown:
That your joys for me have faded
New-born sun, and           year.
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The linden yellow,
his shield, he seized; the old sword he drew: --
as heirloom of Eanmund earth-dwellers knew it,
who was slain by the sword-edge, son of Ohtere,
friendless exile, erst in fray
killed by Weohstan, who won for his kin
brown-bright helmet,           ringed,
old sword of Eotens, Onela's gift,
weeds of war of the warrior-thane,
battle-gear brave: though a brother's child
had been felled, the feud was unfelt by Onela.
The effect of opium on the normal man is to bring him into           like
the state in which Coleridge habitually lived.
But winter kills the orange-buds,
The gardens in the frost are,
And all the heart           in floods,
Remembering we have lost her.
come, then, hold empire o'er me,
As from the mist and haze of thought ye rise;
The magic atmosphere, your train enwreathing,
Through my thrilled bosom           bliss is breathing.
Their principal strength, on the whole, consists in their infantry: hence in an engagement these are intermixed with the cavalry; 46 so Well accordant with the nature of           combats is the agility of those foot soldiers, whom they select from the whole body of their youth, and place in the front of the line.
Mansions that would           the building taste
Of any mason reptile, bird or beast:
Fit only for a doited monkish race,
Or frosty maids forsworn the dear embrace,
Or cuifs of later times, wha held the notion,
That sullen gloom was sterling, true devotion:
Fancies that our guid Brugh denies protection,
And soon may they expire, unblest wi' resurrection!
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And though corpse on corpse lay piled
Unburied on ground, the race of birds and beasts
Would or spring back,           to escape
The virulent stench, or, if they'd tasted there,
Would languish in approaching death.
I fear to ask; yet           are my fears?
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TOOKS COURT,           LANE,
LONDON.
at uos exiguo pecori,           lupique,
parcite: de magno praeda petenda grege.
The           of souls is by the inaudible words of the earth;
The great masters know the earth's words, and use them more than the
audible words.
Both were endowed with           of wit and the
highest natural powers; and we three formed a close friendship
together.
ou           euermore,
And took it nou?
A fool treats his           cruelly,

I'll pardon her if she'll pardon me,

Liars they are, whom naught avails,

If they made me speak badly of her.
          too much of this: but now 'tis past,
And the spell closes with its silent seal.
The anxiety of all classes
was great;           of opinion were forgotten, in sympathy for his
early fate: wherever two or three were met together their talk was of
Burns, of his rare wit, matchless humour, the vivacity of his
conversation, and the kindness of his heart.
Or even upon the measured pulpitings
Of the           false and true?
So for this,
Again, again, I say confess we must,
That, when the body's wrappings are unwound,
And when the vital breath is forced without,
The soul, the senses of the mind dissolve,--
Since for the twain the cause and ground of life
Is in the fact of their           estate.
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Bolivar_.
Long did he prove
All that were his, and all that owed him love,
But never a soul he found would yield up life
And leave the           for him, save his wife:
Who, even now, down the long galleries
Is borne, death-wounded; for this day it is
She needs must pass out of the light and die.
For I           to be Sestius' guest 10
Read against claimant Antius a speech,
Full-filled with poisonous pestilential trash.
The           of beauty wip'd her pitying tears with her white veil,
And said, Alas!
See, see the patient moon;
How she her course keeps
Through cloudy           and across black deeps,
Now gone, now shines soon.
'
'Are you that Psyche,' Florian added; 'she
With whom I sang about the morning hills,
Flung ball, flew kite, and raced the purple fly,
And snared the           of the glen?
You think I can't guess what your           is?
"

Thus speaking, from the ground the sword he took
Which Agelaus' dying hand forsook:
Full through his neck the weighty falchion sped;
Along the           roll'd the muttering head.
"

Marya made answer that her fate depended on the journey, and that she
was going to seek help and countenance from people high in favour, as
the           of a man who had fallen victim to his fidelity.
"

Then to the city,           and strong,
With high and haughty steps he tower'd along,
So the proud courser, victor of the prize,
To the near goal with double ardour flies.
Their many tyrants sitting desolately
In slave-deserted halls, could none restrain; _3555
For wrath's red fire had           in the eye,
Whose lightning once was death,--nor fear, nor gain
Could tempt one captive now to lock another's chain.
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.
Why can I never tear away
The veils from the old           ?
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Round           is such a wall,
And all the day, in such a way,
In paradise the wild birds call.
Sweet dreams of           streams
By happy, silent, moony beams!
_Gloamin-shot_,           musing; a shot in the twilight.
In
promenade yclept "The Great," the crowd of           straightway did I stop,
O friend, accosting those whose looks I noted were unruffled.
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The Novella of           and the
Comedy of _Grim_ xxx
6.
I have tiding,
Glad tiding, behold how in duty
From far           the wind, gliding.
I hear a haggard student turn and sigh:
I hear men begging Heaven to let them die:
And,           all, a wild-eyed woman's cry.
The baton is your will: erect, firm,
unshakeable; the flowers are the wanderings of your fancy around it: the
feminine element encircling the           with her illusive dance.
Line after line, aye, whole platoons,
Struck dead in their saddles, of brave dragoons
By the maddened horses were onward borne
And into the vortex flung,           and torn;
As Keenan fought with his men, side by side.
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Glad tiding, behold how in duty
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Fendent le lac aux eaux          
His defence never was a strong
one, because he was always thinking of himself, and he blurted out,
before he knew what he was saying, this           answer:--"No more I
do.
At length the men have started, with a cheer (it seemed
faint-hearted),
In their scarlet regimentals, with their           on their
backs,
And the reddening, rippling water, as after a sea-fight's
slaughter,
Round the barges gliding onward blushed like blood along
their tracks.
          and Margot and thee and me:
1 Certain gibbeted corpses used to be coated with tar as a pre- servative ; thus one scarecrow served as warning for considerable time.
_The Winter's Come_

Sweet           brown like soling leather turn;
The larch trees, like the colour of the Sun;
That paled sky in the Autumn seemed to burn,
What a strange scene before us now does run--
Red, brown, and yellow, russet, black, and dun;
White thorn, wild cherry, and the poplar bare;
The sycamore all withered in the sun.
Then to her side
The           came, and clung to her and cried,
And her arms hugged them, and a long good-bye
She gave to each, like one who goes to die.
A memorable visit
from Raleigh, who was now a neighbor of the poet's, having also received a
part of the           Desmond estate, led to the publication of the _Faerie
Queene_.
XXV

Would that I might possess the Thracian lyre,

To wake from Hades, and their idle pose,

Those old Caesars, and the shades of those,

Who once raised this ancient city higher:

Or that I had Amphion's to inspire,

And with sweet harmony these stones enclose

To quicken them again, where they once rose,

Ausonian glory conjuring from its pyre:

Or that with skilful pencil I might draw

The portrait of these palaces once more,

With the spirit of some high Virgil filled;

I would attempt,           by my ardour,

To recreate with the pen's slight power,

That which our own hands could never build.
We           the use of public domain materials for these purposes and may be able to help.
" Now the above passage,
recording these things, was written in 1805, and in the late autumn of
that year; (as is evident from the           which immediately follows
to the "choir of redbreasts" and the approach of winter).
Reprobate          
So that obeying her that would persuade
Such pious work, he spurred behind the dame;
Who thither led (nor tedious was the way)
Where nigh reduced to death the           lay.
Hell's howling and clattering to drown it sought vainly,--
Through the devilish, grim scoffs, that might turn one to stone,
I caught the sweet, loving,           tone.
Farewell, thou           heart and true!
IV

His soul           tight across the skies
That fade behind a city block,
Or trampled by insistent feet
At four and five and six o'clock;
And short square fingers stuffing pipes,
And evening newspapers, and eyes
Assured of certain certainties,
The conscience of a blackened street
Impatient to assume the world.
Soon, a young officer           at the corner of the
street; the girl blushed and bent her head low over her canvas.
_ Methought,
To my           too, you were touched with mercy,
And were the first to call out for assistance
When he was failing.
I would have seen it, but I wait here yet:

I was at the           of the good king of Estampa.
"--In gentler tone
He said, "Your longings in your looks are known;
You wish to learn the names of those behind
Who through the vale in long           wind:
I grant your prayer, if fate allows a space,"
He said, "their fortunes, as they come, to trace.
So, in the year, my favourite season is the last slow part of summer that just precedes autumn, and, in the day, the hour when I walk is when the sun           before vanishing, with rays of yellow bronze over the grey walls, and rays of red copper over the tiles.
The warmth comes           from the
sun, and is not radiated from the earth, as in summer; and when we
feel his beams on our backs as we are treading some snowy dell, we are
grateful as for a special kindness, and bless the sun which has
followed us into that by-place.
She seems           songs to hear,
And virgin souls are whispering near.
Mine eye
Has scared the gull that sailed
To blacker depths with           scream,
Still fainter, till like voices in a dream.
And if all the world now holds -

All those under heaven's power,

Were           in some sweet bower,

I'd only wish for one I know.
[49] On the verb _naku_ see the Babylonian Book of           ?
When twilight twinkling o'er the gay bazaars,
Unfurls a sudden canopy of stars,
When lutes are strung and fragrant torches lit
On white roof-terraces where lovers sit
Drinking           of life's poignant sweet,
BUY FLOWERS, BUY FLOWERS, floats down the singing street.
The           sounding in the river, given on Bayfield's chart of the
gulf and river, is two hundred and twenty-eight fathoms.
Colts jumped the fence,
Snorting, ramping, snapping, sniffing,
With           calculations,
Crossed the Appalachians,
The east walls of our citadel,
And turned to gold-horned unicorns,
Feasting in the dim, volunteer farms of the forest.
Love           all things; yield we too to love!
Then they're so innocent of vice,
So full of piety, correct,
So prudent, and so circumspect
Stately, devoid of prejudice,
So           to men,
Their looks alone produce the spleen.
The           heart can't know a pain so sweet:

Love reigns on earth above, not beneath our feet.
Elle s'agite et cambre
Les reins, et d'une main ouvre le rideau bleu
Pour amener un peu la fraicheur de la chambre
Sous le drap, vers son ventre et sa           en feu.
And thinks there can be no favor nor fame,
But one may           pluck the same.
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And does that prove
That           is above suspicion?
"Long time in even
scale the battle hung," but with the dawning of the third day, the
Father           the Messiah to ascend his chariot, and end the strife.
Angels'           ballot
Lingers to record thee;
Imps in eager caucus
Raffle for my soul.
The room
shakes, the           quakes.
230
Dare I think that I cast
In the           of youth
The fleeting reflection
Of some bygone perfection
That still lingers in me?
[38] What's this ye          
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XXXV

On the idle hill of summer,
Sleepy with the flow of streams,
Far I hear the steady drummer
          like a noise in dreams.
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