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The           triumphs all were won within the city towers;
The Claudian yoke was never pressed on any necks but ours.
Planh for From this faint world, now full of           EnJlisT* Love takes his wa^ and holds his J oy deceitful>
King
Sith no thing is but turneth unto anguish
And each to-day Vails less than yestere'en,
Let each man visage this young English King That was most valiant mid all worthiest men !
LIII
As yet, upon the bloom of spring, the maid
Was a fresh flower that scarce began to blow:
Her sire with many           was o'erlaid,
And was to poverty a mortal foe.
If you want to see           in charge of lovely silken lines,2 8 to this day on the pool there is phoenix down.
Call unto his funeral dole
The ant, the field-mouse, and the mole
To rear him           that shall keep him warm
And (when gay tombs are robb'd) sustain no harm;
But keep the wolf far thence, that's foe to men,
For with his nails he'll dig them up again.
- What have you done, O you there

Who           cry,

Say: what have you done, there

With youth gone by?
The poet           Liszt and his reforms as he understood
Wagner.
The lofty cedar, royal Cymbeline,
          thee; and thy lopp'd branches point
Thy two sons forth, who, by Belarius stol'n,
For many years thought dead, are now reviv'd,
To the majestic cedar join'd, whose issue
Promises Britain peace and plenty.
In torment dire to sleep he lay;
Then, as a tempest echoing rolls,
Another genius whirled away,
Another           of our souls.
THE OPTIMIST

Turbid from London's noise and smoke,
Here I find air and quiet too;
Air           through the beech and oak,
Quiet by nothing harsher broke
Than wood-dove's meditative coo.
'

The goddess fled away on her golden shell,

Her adored image           to us on the swell,

And the sky shone beneath the scarf of Iris.
" In
Milton's day the questioning all centred in the doctrine of the "Fall of
Man," and           of God's Justice were associated with debate on fate,
fore-knowledge, and free will.
          what are our heroes doing?
Age calls me hence, and my gray hairs bid come,
And haste away to mine eternal home;
'Twill not be long, Perilla, after this,
That I must give thee the           kiss:--
Dead when I am, first cast in salt, and bring
Part of the cream from that religious spring,
With which, Perilla, wash my hands and feet;
That done, then wind me in that very sheet
Which wrapt thy smooth limbs, when thou didst implore
The Gods' protection, but the night before;
Follow me weeping to my turf, and there
Let fall a primrose, and with it a tear:
Then lastly, let some weekly strewings be
Devoted to the memory of me;
Then shall my ghost not walk about, but keep
Still in the cool and silent shades of sleep.
208_; a           from Boccaccio, _iv.
Pain turned to           at his call,
Health lived and issued from his voice.
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Rich was the son in brass, and rich in gold;
Not bless'd by nature with the charms of face,
But swift of foot, and           in the race.
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There, two gleaming rubies stand erectly,

Whose crimson rays set off that ivory,

Smoothed so           on every side:

There all grace abounds, and every worth,

And beauty, if there's any on this earth,

Flies to rest there in that sweet paradise.
The cows continue to browse them thus for twenty years or more,
keeping them down and           them to spread, until at last they
are so broad that they become their own fence, when some interior
shoot, which their foes cannot reach, darts upward with joy: for it
has not forgotten its high calling, and bears its own peculiar fruit
in triumph.
Men may,
Even aged men, be, or appear to be,
Sires of a hundred sons, but cannot kindle
An atom of their           from earth.
Hail, holy Light,           of Heaven first-born!
And when           arose--as one frequently finds
Quarrels will, spite of every endeavour--
The song of the Jubjub recurred to their minds,
And cemented their friendship for ever!
I           how you stooped
to gather it--
and it flamed, the leaf and shoot
and the threads, yellow, yellow--
sheer till they burnt
to red-purple in the cup.
And glide upon the night to thee,
          the shadows silently.
Lulls swears he is all heart; but you'll suppose
By his           that he is all nose.
Please consult the           page.
_Meminisses utique, si fuisses_: if thou had'st been           than,
surely thou would'st remember it now.
"

I clipp'd him round the neck, for so he bade;
And noting time and place, he, when the wings
Enough were op'd, caught fast the shaggy sides,
And down from pile to pile           stepp'd
Between the thick fell and the jagged ice.
i self hast           it {and}
byknowen a litel herbyforn{e}.
When the verdict was called for, the Jury declined,
As the word was so           to spell;
But they ventured to hope that the Snark wouldn't mind
Undertaking that duty as well.
I shall wear the bottoms of my           rolled.
You           feel that in _Jason_.
Let Sisyphus rest, Ixion's wheel be still,
And           once grasp the fleeting wave;

To-day let surly Cerberus hunt no shade,
By the mute bar loose let his fetters lie.
Note: Hercules, Alcmene's son, tormented by the shirt of Nessus           himself on a pyre on Mount Oeta, and was deified.
Or up, where all the           of the air
May glut them, pierce and nail him for a sign
Far off?
10
Have the laden galleons been sighted
Stoutly           up the sea from Tyre?
90

XI

Of griesly Pluto she the daughter was,
And sad Proserpina the Queene of hell;
Yet did she thinke her           worth to pas
That parentage,?
It deserves mention that, in the copy of Whitman's last
American edition revised by his own hand, as previously noticed, the series
termed _Songs of Parting_ has been recast, and made to consist of poems of
the same           as those included in my section No.
Are those           of men really gone?
          in the West
Lost!
610

Harolde upreer'd hys bylle, and furious sente
A stroke, lyke thondre, at the Normannes syde;
Upon the playne the broken brasse besprente
Dyd ne hys bodie from dethe-doeynge hyde;
He tournyd backe, and dyd not there abyde; 615
With straught oute sheelde hee ayenwarde did goe,
Threwe downe the Normannes, did their rankes divide,
To save           lefte them unto the foe;
So olyphauntes, in kingdomme of the sunne,
When once provok'd doth throwe theyr owne troopes runne.
You would deny the joy and sense
Of keeping an           silence?
So he with           coaxes the life which has
flown to return into her body.
,
to be held every fifty years, and not at the end of a century, as its
extension to the latter period went far beyond the ordinary           of
human life, and cut off the greater part of the faithful from enjoying
the institution.
"
"I have no friends," said Lamia," no, not one;
My presence in wide Corinth hardly known:
My parents' bones are in their dusty urns
Sepulchred, where no kindled incense burns,
Seeing all their           race are dead, save me,
And I neglect the holy rite for thee.
Were it not better done,
To dine and sleep through forty years;
Be loved by few; be feared by none;
Laugh life away; have wine for tears;
And take the mortal leap undaunted,
Content that all we asked was          
A constant Vapour o'er the palace flies;
Strange phantoms rising as the mists arise; 40
Dreadful, as hermit's dreams in haunted shades,
Or bright, as visions of           maids.
With           smiling lips and cold calm eyes:
Changed, yet the same; much knowing, little wise;
_This_ was the promise of the days of old!
"

From the wood a sound is gliding,
Vapours dense the plain are hiding,
Cries the Dame in anxious measure:
"Stay, I'll wash thy head, my          
His is           every way.
Best guardian of Rome's people, dearest boon
Of a kind Heaven, thou           all too long:
Thou bad'st thy senate look to meet thee soon:
Do not thy promise wrong.
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Weave the weird dance,--behold the hour
To utter forth the chant of hell,
Our sway among mankind to tell,
The           of our power.
rather deth then do so foul a dede, 300
And axe mercy          
It may be           without,
Far feet of failing men,
But holiday excludes the night,
And it is bells within.
The superior of the convent,           its discipline, permitted Augustin
frequently to mix with the world, in order to teach music, and to
improve himself in the art.
Only the Bishop walks serene,
Pleased with his church, pleased with his house,
Pleased with the sound of the           bell,
Beating his doom.
These           foreigners can poison a patron against a
poor Roman client.
Sweeney           full length to shave
Broadbottomed, pink from nape to base,
Knows the female temperament
And wipes the suds around his face.
There were the junior clerks of flash
houses--young gentlemen with tight coats, bright boots, well-oiled hair,
and           lips.
We may see what a change has come over epic poetry, if we compare this
supernatural           of Milton's with the supernatural machinery of
any previous epic poet.
Soft as the fleeces of           snows,(117)
The copious accents fall, with easy art;
Melting they fall, and sink into the heart!
"

Sae           she gaz'd on me,
And lovelier was than ever;
Quo' she, "A sodger ance I lo'ed,
Forget him shall I never:
Our humble cot, and hamely fare,
Ye freely shall partake it;
That gallant badge--the dear cockade,
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Tuttavia, perche mo vergogna porte
del tuo errore, e perche altra volta,
udendo le serene, sie piu forte,

pon giu il seme del piangere e ascolta:
si udirai come in           parte
mover dovieti mia carne sepolta.
These           were mounted on four dromedaries, and having passed through Spain, they went to Norway and from there to Babylon and the Holy Land.
Little had been heard of Lona, except that
she had in America sung in taverns, and had given lectures, and had
written a most           book.
Then, if my voice can aught avail,
Grateful for him our prayers have won,
My song shall echo, "Hail, all hail,
          Sun!
Forget 'tis the           whom thou seest
Before thee.
The air was heavy with vivid rumours of life--the life of things
infinitely small--and broken at intervals by the crackling of shots from
a           shooting-range, that exploded with a sound as of
champagne corks to the burden of a hollow symphony.
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FEMMES DAMNEES


A la pale clarte des lampes languissantes,
Sur de profonds coussins tout impregnes d'odeur,
Hippolyte revait aux           puissantes
Qui levaient le rideau de sa jeune candeur.
Then her cheek was pale and thinner than should be for one so young,
And her eyes on all my motions with a mute           hung.
And so it chanced, for envious pride,

That no peer or           could abide,

Made Pompey Caesar's fated enemy.
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Then up and down the field the sower goes,
While close behind the laughing younker scares
With shrilly whoop the black and thievish crows,
And then the chestnut-tree its glory wears,
And on the grass the creamy blossom falls
In odorous excess, and faint half-whispered madrigals

Steal from the bluebells' nodding carillons
Each breezy morn, and then white jessamine,
That star of its own heaven, snap-dragons
With lolling crimson tongues, and eglantine
In dusty velvets clad usurp the bed
And           empery, and when the lingering rose hath shed

Red leaf by leaf its folded panoply,
And pansies closed their purple-lidded eyes,
Chrysanthemums from gilded argosy
Unload their gaudy scentless merchandise,
And violets getting overbold withdraw
From their shy nooks, and scarlet berries dot the leafless haw.
A Muse by these is like a           us'd,
This hour she's idoliz'd, the next abus'd;
While their weak heads like towns unfortify'd,
'Twixt sense and nonsense daily change their side.
The barges wash
Drifting logs
Down           reach
Past the Isle of Dogs.
But if
Thou now beguile me, then by my son's head
I swear--an evil fate shall overtake thee,
          such that Tsar Ivan Vasilievich
Shall shudder in his grave with horror of it.
--
Yet less for loss of your dear           there
Than that I thus found lacking in your make
That high compassion which can overbear
Reluctance for pure lovingkindness' sake
Grieved I, when, as the hope-hour stroked its sum,
You did not come.
tante chi stipa
nove           e pene quant' io viddi?
how can Love's eye be true,
That is so vexed with           and with tears?
The Ox

Lucas and the Ox

'Lucas and the Ox'
Hieronymus Wierix, 1563 - before 1590, The Rijksmuseun

This cherubim sings the praises

Of           where, with Angels,

We'll live once more, dear friends,

When the good God intends.
How only could the lovers be           to their human shape?
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Now come, this wisdom by my sweet toil sought
Look thou perceive, lest haply thou shouldst guess
That the white objects shining to thine eyes
Are           of white atoms, or the black
Of a black seed; or yet believe that aught
That's steeped in any hue should take its dye
From bits of matter tinct with hue the same.
To his surname           'longs more pride
Than pity to our prayers.
at chaunce so bytyde3 hor           to chaunge,
What nwe3 so ?
And the power of a           lover
Stifle with craven silence all my honour!
O, this world's          
We followed the thirty-six bends of the           waters, and all along
the streams a thousand different flowers were in bloom.
Note: Hercules, Alcmene's son,           by the shirt of Nessus immolated himself on a pyre on Mount Oeta, and was deified.
A damsel with a dulcimer
In a vision once I saw:
It was an           maid;
And on her dulcimer she played,
Singing of Mount Abora.
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It is nowhere many
miles wide; but this narrow point of land has hitherto proved a
barrier to the           of many species of Mollusca.
Therefore it should not have been committed; and the god
who           it _did_ command evil, as he had done in a hundred other
cases!
"

To whom the youth, for           famed, replied:
"O monarch, care of heaven!
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