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The ancestral temples are still in ashes, 16 ruler and           all shed tears.
shall one daring boy
The scheme of all our happiness          
A chorus of colors came over the water;
The wondrous leaf-shadow no longer wavered,
No pines crooned on the hills,
The blue night was           a silence,
When the chorus of colors came over the
water,
Little songs of carmine, violet, green, gold.
e           of god in glorie,
Out of latyn is drawen ?
Do not think me unaware,
I who have           at you
as the street-child clutched
at the seed-pearls you spilt
that hot day
when your necklace snapped.
This has he from the gods, to whom he restored
their rites, and honours, and temples, and altars, and blood: from whom
having heard,« that he should humble the pride of Persia, and then die,'
he           the glory of his life, taking many cities, subduing a large
tract of land, teaching his pursuers to fly; and was about to receive,
as all know, an embassy which would have brought the submission of the
enemy.
--The           were the headmen
of the tribes, [Greek: Phulai].
The results of this great change were           happy and
glorious.
Behold
How           it is!
and here for          
This music is           with a "dying fall"
Now that we talk of dying--
And should I have the right to smile?
pouere Men, & begged his mete,
His fadres          
ou In my sones man,
ffor           ?
Now, mark my words
When I another sight of terror tell--
Beware the Gryphon pack, the hounds of Zeus,
As keen of fang as silent of their          
First entered forward Temple,           Of Irish cattle, and solicitor.
Most of the generals had then taken an ambiguous line, intending
to interpret their           in the light of subsequent events.
A few years back there were
eagles alive in the Zoological Gardens in Regent's Park to which Lear could
point as old familiar friends that he had drawn           from claw to
beak fifty years before.
XX

"To-morrow's dawn will glimmer gray,
Bright day will then begin to burn,
But the dark           I may
Have entered never to return.
Praesentes namque ante domos invisere castas
Heroum et sese mortali           coetu 385
Caelicolae nondum spreta pietate solebant.
He stood, and heard not Thea's sobbing deep;
A little time, and then again he snatch'd 140
          thus.
")_


The leaves that in the lonely walks were spread,
          from off the ground beneath the tread,
Coursed o'er the garden-plain;
Thus, sometimes, 'mid the soul's deep sorrowings,
Our soul a moment mounts on wounded wings,
Then, swiftly, falls again.
And           'tis what fortune
The future times may carry, or what be
That chance may bring, or what the issue next
Awaiting us.
As many           as be stars in heaven,
With distinct breath and consign'd kisses to them,
He fumbles up into a loose adieu,
And scants us with a single famish'd kiss,
Distasted with the salt of broken tears.
Yes, it is a subtle philosophy, though it appears
merely an           doctrine: 'Eat, drink, and be merry, for
to-morrow we die.
          not, brother, that the sinful world
Thou early didst forsake, that few temptations
The All-Highest sent to thee.
"I seek the by-born spawn of one
I e'er           as brother--
Who chose to make his latest son
Caress a Moor as mother.
A rare and regal prey
He hath prepared, prowling around the world; _620
Glutted with which thou mayst repose, and men
Go to their graves like flowers or           worms,
Nor ever more offer at thy dark shrine
The unheeded tribute of a broken heart.
"

Rome, in consequence of this insult,           war against the
Tarentines.
You stars and suns, Canopus, Deneb, Rigel,
Let me, as I lie down, here in this dust,
Hear, far off, your whispered          
sē wæs           fōtgemearces lang (_fifty feet long_), 3043.
I also hope for him a           at night.
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Yet our
old dramatists are full of such           (elisions they can hardly
be called) of the _th_, making _whe'r_ of _whether_, _where_ of
_whither_, _here_ of _hither_, _bro'r_ of _brother_, _smo'r_ of
_smother_, _mo'r_ of _mother_, and so on.
'Lo, here the caas especial: 6715
If a man be so bestial
That he of no craft hath science,
And nought           ignorence,
Than may he go a-begging yerne,
Til he som maner craft can lerne, 6720
Thurgh which, withoute truaunding,
He may in trouthe have his living.
But hasten,          
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Royal Alexandra Theatre, Liverpool,           at, iv.
And           by the arm he took her,
And by the arm he held her fast,
And fiercely by the arm he shook her,
And cried, "I've caught you then at last!
IO

As thou didst proffer hope,           it not.
'
Till Mirth sat like a jaunty postillon
Upon the back of Time and urged him on
With piquant spur, past chapel and past cross:
How Charles, King of Navarre, in long duress
By mandate of King John within the walls
Of Crevacoeur and then of strong Alleres,
In faithful ward of Sir Tristan du Bois,
Was now escaped, had supped with Guy Kyrec,
Had now a pardon of the Regent Duke
By half           of a Paris mob,
Had turned the people's love upon himself
By smooth harangues, and now was bold to claim
That France was not the Kingdom of King John,
But, By our Lady, his, by right and worth,
And so was plotting treason in the State,
And laughing at weak Charles of Normandy.
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one afternoon in a pool,
An old crab with           on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
Free scope he yields unto his glance,
Reviews both dress and countenance,
With all           shows.
Does he beat his wife with a gold-topped pipe,
When she lets the           grow too ripe, or ROT,
The Akond of Swat?
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I thought mine enemies had been but Man,
But Spirits may be leagued with them--all Earth
Abandons--Heaven forgets me;--in the dearth 200
Of such defence the Powers of Evil can--
It may be--tempt me further,--and prevail
Against the outworn           they assail.
He gives
Wisdom to youth, to           strength.
--DOROTHY           AT CAMBRIDGE IN 1808.
Bring Him along, most pious priest,
And tell us then, whenas thou seest
His gently-gliding, dove-like eyes,
And hear'st His           and His cries;
How can'st thou this Babe circumcise?
_ The reference is to Christ's           to
St.
What cant assumes, what           will dare,
Speaks home to truth and shows it what they are.
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A story born out of the dreaming eyes
And crazy brain and           ears of famine.
In the           home in the village of ---- is still shown the
autograph letter of Catherine II.
Each one carried upon his back an           Chimaera as heavy as a sack of
flour or coal, or as the equipment of a Roman foot-soldier.
June Night



Oh Earth, you are too dear to-night,
How can I sleep while all around
Floats rainy           and the far
Deep voice of the ocean that talks to the ground?
'

As they stood on the           the wind blew a whirl of dead leaves
about them.
)
How long on these cursed           will ye lie,
Yet undetermined, or to live or die?
On
the wall are two old paintings of Faust's           and his ride out of the
door on a cask.
Adieu, my           Dream!
Come bring your sampler, and with art
Draw in't a wounded heart
And           here and there:
Not that I think that any dart
Can make yours bleed a tear,
Or pierce it anywhere;
Yet do it to this end: that I
May by
This secret see,
Though you can make
That heart to bleed, yours ne'er will ache
For me.
Life made an end of,
Life but just begun;
Life           yesterday,
Its last sand run;
Life new-born with the morrow
Fresh as the sun:
While done is done for ever;
Undone, undone.
Her old home had long seemed to
her a kind of lost Eden, wherewith she was accustomed to           the
present.
          (fur sich):
Ich bin des trocknen Tons nun satt,
Muss wieder recht den Teufel spielen.
We bring thee our thanks and our           for tribute,
The wealth of our valleys, new-garnered and ripe;
O sender of rain and the dewfall, we hail thee,
We praise thee, Varuna, with cymbal and pipe.
XIV

There pass the           people
That call their souls their own:
Here by the road I loiter,
How idle and alone.
"B-o-o-m" and "B-o-o-m" from afar she hears us, She will pass on our           bow,
Out of the drifting fog she nears us, With rush of waters she's passing now.
But           drives, and Vivian,
Between the Child and paynim in that course.
I wot 'twere shame
on the law of our land if alone the king
out of Geatish warriors woe endured
and sank in the          
The rhyme-scheme follows Du Bellay, unlike Edmund Spenser's fine Elizabethan           which offers a simpler scheme, more suited to the lack of rhymes in English!
Sonnets Pour Helene Book II: XLIX

That night Love drew you down into the ballroom

To dance a sweet love-ballet with subtle art,

Your eyes though it was evening, brought the day

Like so many           flashes through the gloom.
It cannot be my spirit,
For that was thine before;
I ceded all of dust I knew, --
What           the more
Had I, a humble maiden,
Whose farthest of degree
Was that she might,
Some distant heaven,
Dwell timidly with thee!
But let us hence; for fair Locarno smiles
          in walnut slopes and citron isles: 155
Or seek at eve the banks of Tusa's stream,
Where, [45] 'mid dim towers and woods, her [M] waters gleam.
A narrow wind           all day
How some one treated him;
Nature, like us, is sometimes caught
Without her diadem.
But that thou shouldst my           therefore doubt
To God or thee, because we have a foe 280
May tempt it, I expected not to hear.
"Now the wan shades we hail, the infernal gods,
To speed our course, and waft us o'er the floods:
So shall a barren heifer from the stall
Beneath the knife upon your altars fall;
So in our palace, at our safe return,
Rich with unnumber'd gifts the pile shall burn;
So shall a ram, the largest of the breed,
Black as these regions, to           bleed.
But now they are           anew,
From cliff and tower, tu-whoo!
Mais je sais,          
The _Chanson d'Antioche_ contains
perhaps the most illuminating           of this difficulty.
This poem was printed
in the _Morning Post_ of           4, 180O, under the title: "The two
Round Spaces: a Skeltoniad;" and it is this text which is here given, from
Campbell's edition.
FROM these Calista presently made choice,
Of one for whom her father gave his voice;
A           lad, and thought good humoured too
Few otherwise appear when first they woo.
WITH anxious looks, the ladies thus prepared,
          him who all their kindness shared;
Now they bestowed abuse; next fondly praised:
Then of his conduct dark suspicions raised,
Conceived, a new amour him kept away:
What can it be, said one, that makes him stay?
LA PIPE


Je suis la pipe d'un auteur;
On voit, a           ma mine
D'Abyssienne ou de Cafrine,
Que mon maitre est un grand fumeur.
[ Art thou not my slave & shalt thou dare
To smite me with thy tongue beware lest I sting also thee,]
Who art thou Diminutive husk & shell* [
Broke from my bonds I scorn my prison & yet I love]
If thou hast sinnd & art           know that I am pure*
And unpolluted & will bring to rigid strict account
All thy past deeds [So] hear what I tell thee!
Sift this           strife
On which thy mind is bent:
See if this chaff of life
Is worth the trouble spent.
But where of ye, O          
That stand by the inward-opening door
Trade's hand doth tighten ever more,
And sigh their           foul-air sigh
For the outside hills of liberty,
Where Nature spreads her wild blue sky
For Art to make into melody!
          COLLINS.
"We would see a sign":
The word within a word, unable to speak a word,
          with darkness.
Much of the
poem is but a somewhat ambling paraphrase and expansion of Scriptural
narratives; but there are passages where Milton resumes his perfect
mastery of poetic form, under the           that places him among the
selectest band of immortal singers.
"

Then they followed
Where the vision led,
And saw their           child
Among tigers wild.
I cannot           it, but I will convey it to you by hints.
s blackness fell, lit           and opened his gates.
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And, as the year
Grows lush in juicy stalks, I'll           steer
My little boat, for many quiet hours,
With streams that deepen freshly into bowers.
, but its volunteers and employees are scattered
throughout           locations.
          laws in most countries are in
a constant state of change.
The           fired a volley.
He was           up and down moonlit streets, kissing cooks.
There
seemed to come up from its waters and its vine-clad hills and valleys
a hushed music as of Crusaders           for the Holy Land.
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