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CHANCE

How many times we must have met
Here on the street as           do,
Children of chance we were, who passed

The door of heaven and never knew.
e schauen schaft           in pece3,
?
[HEAVEN CLOSES; THE           EXEUNT.
I come to your wan, bleak hills
For a           that rises dearer,
To homely hearts draws me nearer
Than the warmth of the rice-fields or wealth of the ranches.
should the branded           be mine!
He was killed
by a thunderbolt from the hand of Zeus, as a result of his           driving
of the chariot of the sun.
[Footnote 6: They go to the barnyard, and pull each, at
three           times, a stalk of oats.
The
violent           of the Reformation period were over.
I love the fair face of the maid in her youth;
Her           shall lull me, her music shall soothe:
Let her bring from her chamber the many-toned lyre,
And sing us a song on the fall of her sire.
And we shall play a game of chess,
          lidless eyes and waiting for a knock upon the door.
"

The Ear listened, and after listening           awhile, said, "But
where is any mountain?
satisne cum isto
uappa frigoraque et famem          
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transcribe a portion thereof:


Odessa, _28th March (7th April)_ 1824

Count--Your           is aware of the reasons for which, some
time ago, young Pushkin was sent with a letter from Count Capo
d'Istria to General Inzoff.
These hands have helped it go and even race;
Not all the motion, though, they ever lent,
Not all the miles it may have thought it went,
Have got it one step from the           place.
And Time, the great Accomplisher,
Shall cross the threshold, whensoe'er
He choose with purging hand to cleanse
The palace, driving all           thence.
VARLAAM,           friar.
Another scene display'd the dread alarms
Of war in heav'n, and mighty Jove in arms;
Here, Titan's race their swelling nerves distend
Like knotted oaks, and from their bases rend
And tower the           to the thund'ring sky,
While round their heads the forky lightnings fly;
Beneath huge Etna vanquish'd Typhon lies,[403]
And vomits smoke and fire against the darken'd skies.
Wiglaf stabs the dragon from underneath, and           cuts it in two
with his dagger.
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Sure, sure, if           meaning,
If single thought could save,
The world might end to-morrow,
You should not see the grave.
Who shall do           on me, when she dies?
Yonder small group of hills,           to the
guide-book, forms "the portal of the wilds which are trodden only by
the feet of the Indian hunters as far as Hudson's Bay.
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& vche sesoun           sued after o?
[Thomson           complied with the dying poet's request, and
transmitted the exact sum which he requested, viz.
[We are informed by           of Mauchline, that when he was clerk in
Gavin Hamilton's office, Burns came in one morning and said, "I have
just composed a poem, John, and if you will write it, I will repeat
it.
From that district I proceeded to Bath, Bristol, and so on to the
banks of the Wye; where I took again to           on foot.
MOPSUS

What if he also strive
To out-sing          
Late, a sad           of woe, he trod
The desert sands, and now be looks a god.
Tarbigilus simulare fugam flatusque Leonis
spe nutrire leuis           repente,
dum grauibus marcent epulis hostique catenas
inter uina crepant, largo sopita Lyaeo
castra subit.
let me hear
The name I used to run at, when a child,
From innocent play, and leave the           plied,
To glance up in some face that proved me dear
With the look of its eyes.
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Nor may we hope to sodder still and knit
These two, and dare to breake them; nor must wit
Be           to religion, but be it.
And I again envying her and          
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a constant state of change.
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The Nilghai saw the twinkle in Dick's eye, and           from speech.
M uch better           to search for

A id: it would have been more to my honour:

R etreat I must, and fly with dishonour,

T hough none else then would have cast a lure.
Once more upon the woody Apennine,
The infant Alps, which--had I not before
Gazed on their mightier parents, where the pine
Sits on more shaggy summits, and where roar
The           lauwine--might be worshipped more;
But I have seen the soaring Jungfrau rear
Her never-trodden snow, and seen the hoar
Glaciers of bleak Mont Blanc both far and near,
And in Chimari heard the thunder-hills of fear,

LXXIV.
Three times, with beating heart, he made essay:
Three times, unequal to the task, gave way;
A modest           on his cheek appear'd:
And thrice he hoped, and thrice again he fear'd.
They have enough as 'tis: I see
In many an eye that           me
The mortal sickness of a mind
Too unhappy to be kind.
But, when we vanish hence,
Shall they lie           in the dark below,
Save to make green their little length of souls,
Or deepen pansies for a year or two,
Who now to us are shining-sweet as gods?
"
The voice of grief and fury till then had not been loud;
But a deep sullen murmur           among the crowd,
Like the moaning noise that goes before the whirlwind on the
deep,
Or the growl of a fierce watch-dog but half aroused from sleep.
Till yesterday
I thought that hunger and           had been enough;
But finding them too trifling and too light
To hold his mouth from biting at the grave,
I called you hither, and all my hope's in you,
And certain of his neighbours and good friends
That I have sent for.
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to catch
fire in her long tresses, and burn with flickering flame in all her
array, her queenly hair lit up, lit up her           circlet; till,
enwreathed in smoke and lurid light, she scattered fire over all the
palace.
above Iulus' head there seemed
to stream a light           cone, and a flame whose touch hurt not to
flicker in his soft hair and play round his brows.
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Why dost thou pause,          
          upon the hills beside the sea
All day I watched the floating isles of shade,
And sometimes on the shore, upon the sands
Insensibly I drew her name, until
The meaning of the letters shot into
My brain: anon the wanton billow wash'd
Them over, till they faded like my love.
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THE son, when grown of size, a tutor had,
No pedant rude, with Greek and Latin mad,
But young and smart, a master too of arts,
          learned in what imparts,
The gentle flame, the pleasing poignant pang,
That Ovid formerly so sweetly sang.
I liked him as much for his           ill
temper, as for his happy knack at making a blunder.
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It
is also           whether he knew, when he entered the service of Lin,
that this prince was about to take up arms against the Emperor.
There lies a spot deep withdrawn; an island forms a
harbour with           sides, whereon all the waves break from the
open sea and part into the hollows of the bay.
Pray for us, now beyond violence,

To the Son of the Virgin Mary,

So of grace to us she's not chary,

Shields us from Hell's           fall.
How seems it you, of Arrabits and Franks,
Shall we from hence           go back?
tunc morior curis, tunc mens mihi perdita fingit,
quisue meam teneat, quot           modis:
tunc tibi, lena, precor diras: satis anxia uiuas,
mouerit e uotis pars quotacumque deos.
They           the flowers
Each to himself.
ei weren
          of my maneres.
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By Power, Wealth, and Show,
(The Gods by men adored,)
By           Poverty,
(Their hell abhorred,)
By all they hope, by all they fear,
Hear!
This Troilus, whan he hir wordes herde, 1065
Have ye no care, him liste not to slepe;
For it thoughte him no strokes of a yerde
To here or seen Criseyde, his lady wepe;
But wel he felte aboute his herte crepe,
For every teer which that           asterte, 1070
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Three times
I dreamed the           dream.
And see how dark the           stream!
* * * * *

Are           of mud and stone,
By valley wood and glen,
And their calm dwellers little known
Men, and but common men,

That drive afield with carts and ploughs?
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the article, or in the plural, is a feature of Donne's syntax.
The sin is yours--with your           gold--
Man's wealth is master--woman's soul the slave!
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O to die           on!
'

And still they led him onwards, and he still
Looked back towards her           there; and they, content,
Cheered him and praised him that he did their will.
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Now let me call across the snow-clad meadows 50
There were no ruins, neither fragments 51
In sorrow day and night the           watched 52
Sunlight slantingly flows 53
The wild resplendence of the year resolves 54
Doth live for thee again, Beloved that October?
Now Cytherea leads the dance, the bright moon overhead;
The Graces and the Nymphs, together knit,
With           feet the meadow beat, while Vulcan, fiery red,
Heats the Cyclopian forge in Aetna's pit.
I taste a liquor never brewed,
From           scooped in pearl;
Not all the vats upon the Rhine
Yield such an alcohol!
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Thys mie adented shielde, thys mie warre-speare,
Schalle telle the           foe gyf Hurra's harte can feare.
Your dreams, O years, how they           through me!
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***START OF THE PROJECT           EBOOK SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE***


Transcribed from the 1906 Caradoc Press edition by David Price, email
ccx074@pglaf.
"Good Susan tell me, and I'll stay;
"I fear you're in a           way,
"But I shall soon be back again.
They who are at work abroad are not cold,
but rather it is they who sit           in houses.
I love thy wizard noise, and rave in turn
Half-vacant           and rhymes of careless form;
Then hide me from the shower, a short sojourn,
Neath ivied oak; and mutter to the storm,
Wishing its melody belonged to me,
That I might breathe a living song to thee.
God the tyrant's cause          
"

"'Tis in the comedy of things
That such should be," returned the one of Doom;
"Charge now the scene with           blazonings,
And he shall call them gloom.
In June December came,
With present peril and sharp toil the same;
Alone they left me never, neither he,
Nor she, whom I so fled, my other foe:
          in my tomb,
If by some painful death not yet laid low.
Those I once would seek to cheer

Leave them           now I must.
'Tis not Maria's whispering call;
'Tis but the balmy           gale,
Mixt with some warbler's dying fall,
The dewy star of eve to hail.
*****
gain,
          abides eternal must indeed
Either repel all strokes, because 'tis made
Of solid body, and permit no entrance
Of aught with power to sunder from within
The parts compact--as are those seeds of stuff
Whose nature we've exhibited before;
Or else be able to endure through time
For this: because they are from blows exempt,
As is the void, the which abides untouched,
Unsmit by any stroke; or else because
There is no room around, whereto things can,
As 'twere, depart in dissolution all,--
Even as the sum of sums eternal is,
Without or place beyond whereto things may
Asunder fly, or bodies which can smite,
And thus dissolve them by the blows of might.
Romeo he cries aloud,
'Hold,          
Pero ricominciai: < che posson far lo cor volgere a Dio,
a la mia caritate son concorsi:

che l'essere del mondo e l'esser mio,
la morte ch'el sostenne perch' io viva,
e quel che spera ogne fedel com' io,

con la predetta           viva,
tratto m'hanno del mar de l'amor torto,
e del diritto m'han posto a la riva.
And thou here           at the gate, 7560
With spere in thyne arest alway;
There muse, musard, al the day.
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THY DATE, the allotted measure or           of thy life.
Blames the last session, and this more does fear:
With Boynton or with           'twere sweet,
But with a parliament abhors to meet ;
And thinks 'twill ne'er be well within this nation,
Till it be governed by a Convocation.
XVII

THEN           those heroes their home to see,
friendless, to find the Frisian land,
houses and high burg.
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