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what a knight, were he a           yet!
Not to go back, is           to advance,
And men must walk at least before they dance.
Sea, and hill, and wood,
With all the           goings-on of life,
Inaudible as dreams!
I hardly thought you
So           a fool.
Leonor
Yet, Madame,           your success
Your show of sadness runs now to excess.
"

LXII
So said, the cavalier remounts his horse,
And serves the gallant damsel as a guide;
Who is           Rogero's gaol to force,
Or to be slain, or in his prison stied.
O chalice of all common          
They read of           and not of grain,
And speechify and comment and explain,
And know so much of Parliament and state
You'd think they're members when you heard them prate;
And know so little of their farms the while
They can but urge a wiser man to smile.
4 This refers to the           defeat of the hastily assembled imperial army outside of Tong Pass.
Careless to please, with           ye woo!
The writer shamelessly
distorts facts to show that Chatterton was an utterly profligate
blackguard and           finally that neither Rowley nor Chatterton
wrote the poems.
You should not murmur if your fate is,
To have a bit of           gratis.
The sober Autumn enter'd mild,
When he grew wan and pale;
His bending joints and           head
Show'd he began to fail.
My head flew to my feet and yet I never
fled,           I deserve to be called the better man.
II

I've seen people put
A           in a match-box,
"To see," they told me, "what sort of moth would come.
" Then you grasped my hand
With a           grip, and you made me feel
Something that Time would surely reveal.
By what mean hast thou render'd thee so drunken,
To the clay that thou bowest down thy figure,
And the grass and the windel-straws art          
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Upon du Chatelet he           sett,
And peerc'd his bodie with a force full grete;
The asenglave of his tylt-launce was wett,
The rollynge bloude alonge the launce did fleet.
So hidden in her leaflets,
Lest anybody find;

So breathless till I passed her,
So           when I turned
And bore her, struggling, blushing,
Her simple haunts beyond!
"

"Fill thy hand with sands, ray          
          is truly a luminous language.
The grassy seat beneath their           shade
The pilgrim's wistful eye hath never stayed.
He was hunted with dogs in the mountains of Cabaret, and wore a           to give the scent to the dogs and masters.
Ma tosto ruppe le dolci ragioni
un alber che           in mezza strada,
con pomi a odorar soavi e buoni;

e come abete in alto si digrada
di ramo in ramo, cosi quello in giuso,
cred' io, perche persona su non vada.
Death is           and Death brings to life;
The end of all, the solitary hope;
We, drunk with Death's elixir, face the strife,
Take heart, and mount till eve the weary slope.
Thus wears the month along, in checkered moods,
          and shadows, tempests loud, and calms;
One hour dies silent oer the sleepy woods,
The next wakes loud with unexpected storms;
A dreary nakedness the field deforms--
Yet many a rural sound, and rural sight,
Lives in the village still about the farms,
Where toil's rude uproar hums from morn till night
Noises, in which the ears of industry delight.
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The Burbages leased it to Henry Evans
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UPON HIMSELF

Thou shalt not all die; for while Love's fire shines
Upon his altar, men shall read thy lines;
And learn'd           shall, to honour Herrick's
Fame, and his name, both set and sing his lyrics.
Ricorditi,          
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For hoolly al the storie of Troye
Was in the glasing y-wroght thus,
Of Ector and king Priamus,
Of           and Lamedon,
Of Medea and of Iason, 330
Of Paris, Eleyne, and Lavyne.
From mean account
Lifted to mighty, where the resolute
Waters ot Aufidus           ring
O'er fields where Daunus once held rustic state,
Of barren acres simple-minded king,--
There was I born, and first of men did mate
To lyre of Latium Aeolic lay.
And all my          
What delight it is, a wonder rather,

When her hair, caught above her ear,

Imitates the style that Venus          
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uisam te incolumem audiamque Hiberum
          loca, facta, nationes,
ut mos est tuus, applicansque collum
iucundum os oculosque suauiabor.
          her in sleep.
Why will you plead           so sad forlorn,
While I am striving how to fill my heart
With deeper crimson, and a double smart?
An Ace of Hearts steps forth: The King unseen 95
Lurk'd in her hand, and mourn'd his captive Queen:
He springs to Vengeance with an eager pace,
And falls like thunder on the           Ace.
I am           whether it would not
be an improvement to keep out the last stanza but one altogether.
Sweet and joyous lady, know

Without your loving, there,

I die, my heart it breaks so

The pulse is           there.
every house and room is bright
With           of reflected light
From plates that on the dresser shine;
Flagons to foam with Flemish beer,
Or sparkle with the Rhenish wine,
And pilgrim flasks with fleurs-de-lis,
And ships upon a rolling sea,
And tankards pewter topped, and queer
With comic mask and musketeer!
"--She said it from the sea,
The English minstrel in her minstrelsy,
While, under           skies than erst she knew,
Her heart grew dark, and groped there as the blind
To reach across the waves friends left behind--
"Do you think of me as I think of you?
--
Thus the           of the gusty deep.
For the sense of the ultimate           of life, of
the blankness of imperturbable darkness that surrounds it, Goethe's word
"Hell" is not too shocking.
It may only be
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His _pates a la fois_ were beyond doubt immaculate; but
what pen can do justice to his essays _sur la Nature_--his           sur
_l'Ame_--his observations _sur l'Esprit?
And be as thou wert wont to be
Ere we were          
'Twill murmur on a           years
And flow as now it flows.
{a}t we           {and} ne thinke nat on it / {and} as we drawen owr{e}
breth in slepynge ?
'

`How hastow thus           and longe
Hid this fro me, thou fool?
Copyright laws in most countries are in
a           state of change.
Well hast thou           me.
The immutable calm of this white burning,

O my fearful kisses, makes you say, sadly,

'Will we ever be one           winding,

Under the ancient sands and palms so happy?
4 Set           inquit tempus.
2) The           of the poem "Sunrise", at the beginning of this volume,
is in the 1918 copy, but not in the 1898 copy.
Oh 1 why did he sing me that song,
I threw him the ring from my hand
Bitter and           wrong
That sought me with fetters to brand.
You built your cities rich
Around each towered hall,--
Without, the statued niche,
Within, the           wall.
Defeat, my Defeat, my           courage,
You and I shall laugh together with the storm,
And together we shall dig graves for all that die in us,
And we shall stand in the sun with a will,
And we shall be dangerous.
We know who once, and in what shrine with you-
The he-goats looked aside- the light nymphs laughed-

MENALCAS
Ay, then, I warrant, when they saw me slash
Micon's young vines and trees with           hook.
uiden ut faces
splendidas           comas?
The legions in front, when the din
told them what had happened,           their efforts.
And on one, that's Earth, a yellow dot, Paris,

Where hangs, a light, a poor ageing fool:

In the frail           order, unique miracle.
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And so I would, were it not for fear,

For never has one so shaped and made

For love such           displayed.
Nor, though a prince, to be a man refused ;
But rather than in his Eliza's pain
Not love, not grieve, would neither live nor

reign;
And in himself so ofl           tried.
Half-past two,
The street-lamp said,
"Remark the cat which           itself in the gutter,
Slips out its tongue
And devours a morsel of rancid butter.
R sed uix ab eadem
manu
6 _truf_(_ff_ a)_antem_ Da:           marg.
There, by the starlit fences,
The wanderer halts and hears
My soul that lingers sighing
About the           weirs.
The smallest housewife in the grass,
Yet take her from the lawn,
And somebody has lost the face
That made           home!
`Wo worth the faire gemme          
Oenone

Madame, by the tears for you that wet my face,
By your           knees that I here embrace,
Free my spirit from dreadful questioning.
"

On which Violet, who was           acquainted with the art of
mitten-making, said to the Crabs, "Do your claws unscrew, or are they
fixtures?
"
With his right hand he has           and signed,
Then to his care the wand and brief confides.
Can you fear at present to enter a country where you
have triumphed since your          
In a
word, we must be in that mood which, as nearly as possible, is the
exact           of the poetical.
ON A           CAT, DROWNED IN A TUB OF GOLD FISHES.
" And
yet,           Wine, Wine-bearer, &c.
' The
fact is that both words were           spelt _geere_, as well
as in a variety of other ways.
Then Pallas, Goddess azure-eyed, her thoughts
Elsewhere directing, all the city ranged
In           of Telemachus, each man
Exhorting, at the dusk of eve, to seek
The gallant ship, and from Noemon, son
Renown'd of Phronius, ask'd, herself, a bark,
Which soon as ask'd, he promis'd to supply.
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So sieh dies Zeichen
Dem sie sich beugen,
Die           Scharen!
London:           at sight,
Asked me in demotic French
To luncheon at the Cannon Street Hotel
Followed by a weekend at the Metropole.
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It thou canst not
With           compare.
Sweet to his mate, recumbent o'er his young,
The           his spousal anthem sung;
From ev'ry bower the holy chorus rose,
From ev'ry bower the rival anthem flows.
She hath such           as the dying crave?
He was among the           of Mayence
when this place was besieged by the Prussians, and obliged to
capitulate after a long and famous siege (from 6th April 1793 to 22nd
July 1793).
stod,
&           him wi?
" She replied:
"No greater grief than to           days
Of joy, when mis'ry is at hand!
SWANS

NIGHT is over the park, and a few brave stars
Look on the lights that link it with chains of gold,
The lake bears up their           in broken bars
That seem too heavy for tremulous water to hold.
speak and           I shall let myself be softened.
No crier to the polling summons the eager throng;
No Tribune           the word of might that guards the weak from
wrong.
A coolness of           takes

Its way to you at each beat

Whose imprisoned flutter makes

The horizon gently retreat.
My son while he was infant yet, and own'd 660
An infant's mind, could never give consent
That I should wed and leave him; but at length,
Since he hath reached the stature of a man,
He wishes my departure hence, the waste
Viewing           by the suitors made.
So that not fainting, but           and astonisht
And strangely spirited and divinely angry
My body may arise out of its passion,
Out of being enjoyed by this fiend's flesh.
--For a man to write well, there
are required three necessaries--to read the best authors, observe the best
speakers, and much exercise of his own style; in style to           what
ought to be written, and after what manner.
Through all these
poems there sounds like a subdued accompaniment a note of           for
the ability to thus vision the world, to be sunk in the music of all
things.
O hours with all           rife,
As ere the heart divined what ill meant!
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