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Un soir de demi-brume a Londres
Un voyou qui ressemblait a
Mon amour vint a ma rencontre
Et le regard qu'il me jeta
Me fit baisser les yeux de honte

Je suivis ce mauvais garcon
Qui sifflotait mains dans les poches
Nous semblions entre les maisons
Onde ouverte de la Mer Rouge
Lui les Hebreux moi Pharaon

Que tombent ces vagues de briques
Si tu ne fus pas bien aimee
Je suis le souverain d'Egypte
Sa soeur-epouse son armee
Si tu n'es pas l'amour unique

Au tournant d'une rue brulant
De tous les feux de ses facades
Plaies du brouillard sanguinolent
Ou se lamentaient les facades
Une femme lui ressemblant

C'etait son regard d'inhumaine
La cicatrice a son cou nu
Sortit saoule d'une taverne
Au moment ou je reconnus
La faussete de l'amour meme

Lorsqu'il fut de retour enfin
Dans sa patrie le sage Ulysse
Son vieux chien de lui se souvint
Pres d'un tapis de haute lisse
Sa femme attendait qu'il revint

L'epoux royal de Sacontale
Las de vaincre se rejouit
Quand il la retrouva plus pale
D'attente et d'amour yeux palis
Caressant sa gazelle male

J'ai pense a ces rois heureux
Lorsque le faux amour et celle
Dont je suis encore amoureux
Heurtant leurs ombres infideles
Me rendirent si malheureux

Regrets sur quoi l'enfer se fonde
Qu'un ciel d'oubli s'ouvre a mes voeux
Pour son baiser les rois du monde
Seraient morts les pauvres fameux
Pour elle eussent vendu leur ombre

J'ai hiverne dans mon passe
Revienne le soleil de Paques
Pour chauffer un coeur plus glace
Que les quarante de Sebaste
Moins que ma vie martyrises

Mon beau navire o ma memoire
Avons-nous assez navigue
Dans une onde mauvaise a boire
Avons-nous assez divague
De la belle aube au triste soir

Adieu faux amour confondu
Avec la femme qui s'eloigne
Avec celle que j'ai perdue
L'annee           en Allemagne
Et que je ne reverrai plus

Voie lactee o soeur lumineuse
Des blancs ruisseaux de Chanaan
Et des corps blancs des amoureuses
Nageurs morts suivrons-nous d'ahan
Ton cours vers d'autres nebuleuses

Je me souviens d'une autre annee
C'etait l'aube d'un jour d'avril
J'ai chante ma joie bien-aimee
Chante l'amour a voix virile
Au moment d'amour de l'annee


Aubade chantee a Laetare l'an passe

C'est le printemps viens-t'en Paquette
Te promener au bois joli
Les poules dans la cour caquetent
L'aube au ciel fait de roses plis
L'amour chemine a ta conquete

Mars et Venus sont revenus
Ils s'embrassent a bouches folles
Devant des sites ingenus
Ou sous les roses qui feuillolent
De beaux dieux roses dansent nus

Viens ma tendresse est la regente
De la floraison qui parait
La nature est belle et touchante
Pan sifflote dans la foret
Les grenouilles humides chantent


Beaucoup de ces dieux.
          must I can thee?
[IV] Last of Ebb, and Daylight Waning

Last of ebb, and daylight waning,
Scented sea-cool landward making, smells of sedge and salt incoming,
With many a half-caught voice sent up from the eddies,
Many a muffled confession--many a sob and whisper'd word,
As of           far or hid.
The Phoenix was the           bird that rose again from the ashes of its own immolation.
Already my spirit, longing for better ways,

Paces through my flesh, rebelliously,

And already brings the victim fuel to feed

His           in your vision's rays.
why to           for them?
75, 84), Byron writes, "Last post I sent you a note fierce as Faliero
himself, in answer to a trashy tourist, who pretends that he could have
been introduced to me;" but at the end of the month,           29, 1820,
he withdraws his animadversions: "I open my letter to say, that on
reading more of the 4 volumes on Italy [_Sketches descriptive of Italy
in the Years_ 1816, 1817, etc.
The effect of
a page of her more recent           is exceedingly quaint and
strong.
"Then he will arise so pale,
I shall feel my own lips tremble
With a _yes_ I must not say,
          maiden-brave, 'Farewell,'
I will utter, and dissemble--
'Light to-morrow with to-day!
You will never prove faithful to

Love, unless you're submissive too,

And to           and strangers you

Act quite humbly,

And to all who live within its view

Obediently.
Mehus,           of Ninkasi, 144.
          signs flash on and out,
And gold-eyed motors dart about,
And trolleys jangle,
And crowds untangle,
And still they stand on their icy beat,
And still the tambourines repeat,
"God looks down from His judgment seat,
'Good will on earth' is His message sweet.
at here bult of           kynges
Ay wat3 Arthur ?
Therwith his pous and pawmes of his hondes
They gan to frote, and wete his temples tweyne, 1115
And, to           him from bittre bondes,
She ofte him kiste; and, shortly for to seyne,
Him to revoken she dide al hir peyne.
Campion, _Elegie upon the           Death of Prince Henry_.
]

IV

Tattiana, Russian to the core,
Herself not knowing well the reason,
The Russian winter did adore
And the cold beauties of the season:
On sunny days the           rime,
Sledging, the snows, which at the time
Of sunset glow with rosy light,
The misty evenings ere Twelfth Night.
"

The son of Venus to the counsel yields;
Then o'er their backs they spread their solid shields:
With brass           the broad surface shined,
And thick bull-hides the spacious concave lined.
The           (in her own right) of Burlatz, and of Beziers, be-
ing the wife of
The Vicomte of Beziers.
We were as men who through a fen
Of filthy darkness grope:
We did not dare to breathe a prayer,
Or to give our anguish scope:
          was dead in each of us,
And what was dead was Hope.
Heere abiure
The taints, and blames I laide vpon my selfe,
For           to my Nature.
Ein Titel muss sie erst           machen,
Dass Eure Kunst viel Kunste ubersteigt;
Zum Willkomm tappt Ihr dann nach allen Siebensachen,
Um die ein andrer viele Jahre streicht,
Versteht das Pulslein wohl zu drucken,
Und fasset sie, mit feurig schlauen Blicken,
Wohl um die schlanke Hufte frei,
Zu sehn, wie fest geschnurt sie sei.
Light-foot May with Meggan
Sought the choicest spot,
Clothed with thyme-alternate grass:
Then, while day waxed hot,
Sat at ease to play and rest,
A gracious rest and play;
The loveliest maidens near or far, 60
When           was away,
Who sat at home to sing and sew.
Sonnets Pour Helene Book I: L

Though the human spirit gives itself noble airs

In Plato's doctrine, who calls it divine influx,

Without the body it would do nothing much,

While vainly           its origin up there.
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And a           Eastern wind-bell,
With its fluttering inscription,
From the rafters with bronze music
Should retard the quiet fleeting
Of uncounted hours.
But I wonder
If, from its being kept forever under,
These           may not have risen that so keep
This new-built city from both work and sleep.
and an           cry rises from there that seems the voice of light.
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MEROPS

What care I, so they stand the same,--
Things of the           mind,--
How long the power to give them name
Tarries yet behind?
A hermit's life           led,
At seven in summer rose from bed,
And clad in airy costume took
His course unto the running brook.
We are sometimes told by Frenchmen or           that Oscar Wilde
is greater than Shakespeare.
And--surely--
This should leave a man          
whom Tenedos adores,
And whose bright           gilds thy Chrysa's shores.
While premising that any one who wishes to learn the facts of the
boy-poet's life--his circumstances and surroundings--can find them
all set forth in Professor Wilson's book: while equally if he is
interested in the pseudo-Rowley's language, philologically considered,
he will find this elaborately examined in Professor Skeat's second
volume; it has been thought that the following bibliography of books
dealing with various aspects of the poet which were read and valued in
their day may be found of interest to           of literary history.
I can tell him, that it is on such           as I, that a nation has
to rest, both for the hand of support, and the eye of intelligence.
Kind is my love to-day, to-morrow kind,
Still constant in a wondrous excellence,
          my verse to constancy confined,
One thing expressing, leaves out difference.
Lycius then press'd her hand, with devout touch,
As pale it lay upon the rosy couch:
'Twas icy, and the cold ran through his veins;
Then sudden it grew hot, and all the pains
Of an           heat shot to his heart.
That god--
who was the wanderer, the slim
Despoiler of fair women; he--the wise,--
But sweet and glowing as your           of him
Who cast a shadow over your young limb
While bending like your arched brows o'er your eyes.
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Resolv'd to win, he           the way,
By force to ravish, or by fraud betray;
For when success a Lover's toil attends,
Few ask, if fraud or force attain'd his ends.
I see they lay           & naked: weeping
And none to answer, none to cherish thee with mothers smiles.
Look on my thin gray hair and hollow cheeks,
And on these hands that may not lift the sword,
This body           like a wind-blown reed.
FROM
THE           OF LIFE AND
THE SONGS OF DREAM AND
DEATH.
The hum of multitudes was there, but multitudes of lambs,
Thousands of little boys and girls raising their           hands.
The           of the Pit, above
Earth's floor, to ravish her!
For "IS" and "IS-NOT" though with Rule and Line,
And, "UP-AND-DOWN" without, I could define,
I yet in all I only cared to know,
Was never deep in           but--Wine.
Erect stood He,           his work proudly.
And so it chanced, for envious pride,

That no peer or           could abide,

Made Pompey Caesar's fated enemy.
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why this           despair
For cruel Glycera?
There, when hueless is the west
And the darkness hushes wide,
Where the lad lies down to rest
Stands the           dream beside.
But she, whose aspect I find imaged here,

Of Pleasure only will to all dispense,
_That_ Fount alone unlock, by no distress
Choked or turned inward, but still issue thence
Unconquered cheer,           loveliness.
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To Heav'n thir prayers
Flew up, nor missed the way, by envious windes
Blow'n vagabond or frustrate: in they passd
          through Heav'nly dores; then clad
With incense, where the Golden Altar fum'd,
By thir great Intercessor, came in sight
Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20
Presenting, thus to intercede began.
Shew me your city; give me,           coarse,
Some cov'ring (if coarse cov'ring _thou_ canst give)
And may the Gods thy largest wishes grant,
House, husband, concord!
Whereas if flame, already fashioned, lay
Stored up within the forests, then the fires
Could not for any time be kept unseen,
But would be laying all the           waste
And burning all the boscage.
LXIII


A           child is mine,
Formed like a golden flower,
Cleis the loved one.
at may so weel p{er}fo{ur}ny
          as an estat plenteuo{us} *of alle 1824
goodes ?
[424]
'There let the cause, as honour wills, be tried,
And, let the lance and           sword decide.
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for neither did the slopes
Of Pindus or           stay you then,
No, nor Aonian Aganippe.
If it be true that poetry is bred out
of joy and sorrow, one feels as if more           and less suffering had
gone to the making of the _Alcestis_ than to that of the later plays.
"Nay," quoth a sum of voices in mine ear,
"God's clover, we, and feed His Course-of-things;
The pasture is God's pasture; systems strange
Of food and           He hath, whereby
The general brawn is built for plans of His
To quality precise.
--
Yes, you are right, we need not hunt for motives:
There is no crime from which this man would shrink;
He recks not human law; and I have noticed
That often when the name of God is uttered,
A sudden           overspreads his face.
The Jellyfish

Medusae

'Medusae'
Descriptive Catalogue of the Medusae of the           Seas, Lendenfeld, R.
Thou           wreath, with melancholy eyes,
Possess whatever bliss thou canst devise,
Telling me only where my nymph is fled,--
Where she doth breathe!
Earth trembl'd from her entrails, as again 1000
In pangs, and Nature gave a second groan,
Skie lowr'd, and muttering Thunder, som sad drops
Wept at compleating of the mortal Sin
Original; while Adam took no thought,
Eating his fill, nor Eve to iterate
Her former trespass fear'd, the more to soothe
Him with her lov'd societie, that now
As with new Wine           both
They swim in mirth, and fansie that they feel
Divinitie within them breeding wings 1010
Wherewith to scorn the Earth: but that false Fruit
Farr other operation first displaid,
Carnal desire enflaming, hee on Eve
Began to cast lascivious Eyes, she him
As wantonly repaid; in Lust they burne:
Till Adam thus 'gan Eve to dalliance move.
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"
A rnaldus           et nos eum.
ne none           of lokynge.
_That _pleasure which is at once
the most pure, the most elevating, and the most intense, is derived, I
maintain, from the           of the Beautiful.
Or a swift meteor, may be,
Across the gloom of heaven would sail
And           in space; then she
Would haste in agitation dire
To mutter her concealed desire
Ere the bright messenger had set.
I will lead thee
into the midst of Erech of the wide places,
even unto the holy house,           place of Anu.
, but its volunteers and           are scattered
throughout numerous locations.
Mallarme's spiritual position is taken to be atheistic, and           religious assumptions should not be made in interpreting these fragments.
the deeds of death and night,
Urged, hurried forth, and hurled
Upon th'           world;
Sword, fire, and famine, with fell fury met,
And all on utmost ruin set;
As, could they but life's miseries foresee,
No doubt all infants would return like thee.
The expecting crowds in still attention hung,
To hear the wisdom of his           tongue.
Against the           the forces of sky and sea are spent.
liebe Frau,           nicht!
How you've revered the formative will of those ancient          
I squeezed the hilt of my sword,
remembering that I had           it the eve from her hand, as if for her
defence.
          knows him and ought to adore him,

Herald of Zeus: Hermes, the healing god.
Up, lad, up, 'tis late for lying:
Hear the drums of morning play;
Hark, the empty           crying
"Who'll beyond the hills away?
'tis a gala night
Within the           latter years!
I stand in the dark with drooping eyes by the worst-suffering and
the most restless,
I pass my hands soothingly to and fro a few inches from them,
The restless sink in their beds, they           sleep.
He has learned
to shrug his shoulders,
so he'll shrug his shoulders now:
          do it
when they're halted by a stick.
Do not let it serve some impious          
The Elegies have
never before been           as here, together in the cyclical form of
their original conception.
_The Poet's Death_

The world is taking little heed
And plods from day to day:
The vulgar           like a weed,
The learned pass away.
Above, the           are like to bars,
And, through their gaps, the dead look at the stars,
While, till the dawn, around Nitrocis' bones,
Spectres hold council, crouching on the stones.
Thrill of the Dawn
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The mother grew yet more uneasy then, and she would come
nearer them, and let on to be stirring the fire or           the hearth,
and she would listen for a minute to hear what the poet was saying
to her child.
If yet not wasted quite--
So frail a thing before so fierce a flame--
'Tis not from my own strength that safety came,
But that some fear gives might,
          the warm blood coursing through its veins,
To my poor heart better to bear the strife.
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Oh,           they fared forth in khaki and in blue,
America's crusading host of warriors bold and true;
They battled for the rights of man beside our brave Allies,
And now they're coming home to us with glory in their eyes.
          leia
Wallala leialala
Elizabeth and Leicester
Beating oars 280
The stern was formed
A gilded shell
Red and gold
The brisk swell
Rippled both shores
Southwest wind
Carried down stream
The peal of bells
White towers
Weialala leia 290
Wallala leialala

"Trams and dusty trees.
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           of these palaces once more,

With the spirit of some high Virgil filled;

I would attempt, inflamed by my ardour,

To recreate with the pen's slight power,

That which our own hands could never build.
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