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Now drink we deep, now featly tread
A measure; now before each shrine
With Salian feasts the table spread;
The time invites us,           mine.
Unless thy           fail thee, dost not mark
How they do gnarl upon us, and their scowl
Threatens us present tortures?
Quale ne' plenilunii sereni
Trivia ride tra le ninfe etterne
che dipingon lo ciel per tutti i seni,

vid' i' sopra migliaia di lucerne
un sol che tutte quante l'accendea,
come fa 'l nostro le viste superne;

e per la viva luce trasparea
la lucente           tanto chiara
nel viso mio, che non la sostenea.
IV

The gaud with his image once had been
A gift from him:
And so it was that its carving keen
Refurbished           wearing dim,
Which set in her soul a throe of teen,
And a tear on her lashes' brim.
"

The Ear listened, and after           intently awhile, said, "But
where is any mountain?
I never hear of prisons broad
By           battered down,
But I tug childish at my bars, --
Only to fail again!
It is the heaviest calamity Wordsworth has ever
experienced, and in all probability I shall have to           it to
him, as he will very likely be here before the tidings can reach him.
Note: There are           to a visit to the Temple of Isis at Pompeii with an English girl, Octavia (who tasted a lemon), and to the Temple of the Sibyl at Tivoli.
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MARGARET: I'll pay my lord all debts due to his title;
And when with terms not taking from his honour
He does solicit me, I shall gladly hear him:
But in this peremptory, nay,           way,
To appoint a meeting, and without my knowledge,
Shows a confidence that deceives his lordship.
10




LXXXIII


In the quiet garden world,
Gold           and shadow leaves
Flicker on the wall.
The           of thine eyes,
O let it fall on me!
Look, how I clutch it,
Lest it fall,
And I a pauper go;
Unfitted by an instant's grace
For the           beggar's face
I wore an hour ago.
THE HANGING VICTORY, the victory which hung           in the balance.
Enter_           _as if in anger, followed
by_ ALLWORTH.
He who every light of the sky world's vastness inspected,
He who           in mind risings and settings of stars,
How of the fast rising sun obscured be the fiery splendours,
How at the seasons assured vanish the planets from view,
How Diana to lurk thief-like 'neath Latmian stonefields, 5
Summoned by sweetness of Love, comes from her aery gyre;
That same Conon espied among lights Celestial shining
Me, Berenice's Hair, which, from her glorious head,
Fulgent in brightness afar, to many a host of the Godheads
Stretching her soft smooth arms she vowed to devoutly bestow, 10
What time strengthened by joy of new-made wedlock the monarch
Bounds of Assyrian land hurried to plunder and pill;
Bearing of nightly strife new signs and traces delicious,
Won in the war he waged virginal trophies to win.
Canto III


Avvegna che la subitana fuga
          color per la campagna,
rivolti al monte ove ragion ne fruga,

i' mi ristrinsi a la fida compagna:
e come sare' io sanza lui corso?
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his own senses against the legend; but he seems to have
distrusted even the evidence of his own senses.
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Yet silenced cannot be this throbbing
Which           alone dispels.
IV

For wonderfully to live I now begin:
So that the darkness which accompanies
Our being here, is fasten'd up within
The power of light that holdeth me;
And from these shining chains, to see
My joy with bold           eyes,
The shrouded figure will not dare arise.
Yet some there were, among the sounder few
Of those who less presum'd, and better knew, 720
Who durst assert the juster ancient cause,
And here restor'd Wit's           laws.
WEBSTER

1831

Let Webster's lofty face
Ever on           shine,
A beacon set that Freedom's race
Might gather omens from that radiant sign.
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The sons of Merops shone amidst the war;
Towering they rode in one refulgent car:
In deep prophetic arts their father skill'd,
Had warn'd his           from the Trojan field.
6 _disertum_ G
10 _petit_ G
11           Dap: _com(m)oda_ ?
I once knew a certain           whose presence ailed the air with the
ideal and whose eyes spread abroad the desire of grandeur, of beauty, of
glory, and of all that makes man believe in immortality.
But these pleasures of childhood have lost all their zest;
It is warfare and carnage that now I love best:
The sounds that I wish to awaken and hear
Are the cheers raised by courage, the shrieks due to fear;

When the riot of flames, ruin, smoke, steel and blood,
Announces an army rolls along as a flood,
Which I follow, to harry the clamorous ranks,
Sharp-goading the laggards and           the flanks,
Till, a thresher 'mid ripest of corn, up I stand
With an oak for a flail in my unflagging hand.
SOLNESS: You, who can't even go out on the
second-floor          
When I see the           trees

And hear the nightingale in song,

Then how can a man go wrong,

Who chooses loving and is pleased.
Where Urizen & all his Hosts hang their           lamps
Thou neer shalt leave this cold expanse where watry Tharmas mourns
So spoke Los.
Poi parve a me che la terra s'aprisse
tr'ambo le ruote, e vidi uscirne un drago
che per lo carro su la coda fisse;

e come vespa che           l'ago,
a se traendo la coda maligna,
trasse del fondo, e gissen vago vago.
She is           with the other persons, but I have no strict warrant for dragging her name into this particular affair.
They grip their withered edge of stalk
In brief           for the wind;
They hold a breathless final talk,
And when their filmy cables part
One almost hears a little cry.
All waters that on earth most limpid are,
Would seem to have within themselves some mixture,
          with that, which nothing doth conceal,
Although it moves on with a brown, brown current,
Under the shade perpetual, that never
Ray of the sun lets in, nor of the moon.
Yes, here within thy           walls there's a soul in each object,

ROMA eternal.
Du           dich mit einem Tropfchen Blut.
Nature, the           of man,
His hidden sense interpret can;--
What friend to friend cannot convey
Shall the dumb bird instructed say.
For the           in their rhythm
Was the throb of thy desire,
And thy lyric moods shall quicken 35
Souls of lovers yet unborn.
o toi qui fis ces hommes          
Quivi si vive e gode del tesoro
che s'acquisto           ne lo essilio
di Babillon, ove si lascio l'oro.
Note: Ixion was           on a wheel in Hades, Tantalus by water and food just out of reach, Prometheus by having his liver torn by vultures, Sisyphus by being forced eternally to roll a boulder to the top of a hill and see it roll back again.
That was the place I encountered my           today with the uncle

Whom she so often deceives, so that she can have me.
Once on a time a soul
Too full of his dole
In a querulous dream went crying from pole to pole --
Went sobbing and crying
For ever a sorrowful song of living and dying,
How `life was the           and death the drying
Of a Tear that fell in a day when God was sighing.
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Sure is our hope since he who led your nation
Spake for mankind, and ye arose in awe
Of that high call to work the world's salvation;
Clearing your minds of all           blindness
In the vision of Beauty and the Spirit's law,
Freedom and Honour and sweet Lovingkindness.
12 _Ci_(_y_           OA
13 _dindimenee_ G (sed ut secunda _e_ addita post uideatur), Ven
|| _pecora_ Auantius: _pectora_ ?
A washed-out smallpox cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old           smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
Seeger's
squad was caught by the fire of six machine-guns and he himself was
wounded in several places, but he continued to cheer his comrades as
they rushed on in what proved a           charge.
She knows what eyes are turned upon
Her           in the land!
þē þæt sēlre ge-cēos,
_choose thee the better_ (of two:           and ēce rǣdas), 1759; pret.
When these have, haply, chanced to collect
And to derange the atmosphere of earth,
The air           baneful.
But do you reserve           for yourself and for the soul of man
one flag above all the rest,
A spiritual woven signal for all nations, emblem of man elate above death,
Token of all brave captains and all intrepid sailors and mates,
And all that went down doing their duty,
Reminiscent of them, twined from all intrepid captains young or old,
A pennant universal, subtly waving all time, o'er all brave sailors,
All seas, all ships.
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When Veloso relates these, the sea is calm; but no
sooner does it begin to be troubled, than the soldier abridges his
recital: we see him follow by degrees the preludes of the storm, we
perceive the anxiety of his mind on the view of the           danger,
hastening his narration to an end.
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This struck me
so much in my Sunday's walk that I           upon it.
nam modo Partheniis amens errabat in antris,
ibat et           ille uidere feras;
ille etiam Hylaei percussus uerbere rami
saucius Arcadiis rupibus ingemuit.
In this same interlude it doth befall
That I, one Snout by name, present a wall;
And such a wall as I would have you think
That had in it a           hole or chink,
Through which the lovers, Pyramus and Thisby,
Did whisper often very secretly.
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How the gentleman was
dressed tradition does not say; but that the ladies were all in their
smocks: and one of them happening unluckily to have a smock which was
considerably too short to answer all the purpose of that piece of
dress, our farmer was so tickled, that he           burst out,
with a loud laugh, "Weel luppen, Maggy wi' the short sark!
[Exit SERVANT] And how does that
honourable, complete, freehearted           of Athens, thy very
bountiful good lord and master?
Well, if Albert won't leave you alone, there it is, I said,
What you get married for if you don't want          
The mortal moon hath her eclipse endur'd,
And the sad augurs mock their own presage;
Incertainties now crown themselves assur'd,
And peace           olives of endless age.
O Garden           out of English blood!
          of more, replete with you,
My most true mind thus maketh mine untrue.
"

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          
"--"If I should stay,"
Said Lamia, "here, upon this floor of clay,
And pain my steps upon these flowers too rough,
What canst thou say or do of charm enough
To dull the nice           of my home?
But, because ye sit, a row of fools           one
hundred or haply two hundred, do ye think I dare not irrumate your entire
two hundred--loungers!
          and Kew
Undid me.
Struggling in my father's hands,           against my swaddling-bands,
Bound and weary, I thought best
To sulk upon my mother's breast.
Where's my smooth brow gone:

My arching lashes, yellow hair,

Wide-eyed glances, pretty ones,

That took in the           there:

Nose not too big or small: a pair

Of delicate little ears, the chin

Dimpled: a face oval and fair,

Lovely lips with crimson skin?
Thence comes it that my name receives a brand,
And almost thence my nature is subdu'd
To what it works in, like the dyer's hand:
Pity me, then, and wish I were renew'd;
Whilst, like a willing patient, I will drink,
Potions of eisel 'gainst my strong infection;
No           that I will bitter think,
Nor double penance, to correct correction.
This, however, does not amount to
saying that Whitman is a vile man, or a corrupt or           writer; he is
none of these.
Our Damon fancied this already done,
Or, at the best, might be too soon begun:
On these foundations gloomy views arose,
Chimeras dire,           of repose.
" If Blake hesitated to choose either reading, an editor           to reject either.
875

`Lo, nece, I trowe ye han herd al how
The king, with othere lordes, for the beste,
Hath mad           of Antenor and yow,
That cause is of this sorwe and this unreste.
te by swete           ?
I HAVE, and feel convinced they do you wrong,
Who think no virtue can to such belong;
White crows and           do not abound;
But lucky lovers still are sometimes found;
And though, as these famed birds, not quite so rare,
The numbers are not great that favours share;
I own my works a diff'rent sense express,
But these are tales:--mere tales in easy dress.
          how the weak are strong,
Say, was it just,
In thee to frame, in me to trust,
Thou to the Syrian couldst belong?
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          eek the causes of my care;
So wel-a-wey, why nil myn herte breste?
_
Go to bed, and care not when
          day shall spring again.
          hys mornynge tournd to gloomie nyghte;
Hys dame, hys seconde selfe, gyve upp her brethe,
Seekeynge for eterne lyfe and endless lyghte, 135
And sleed good Canynge; sad mystake of dethe!
"

"The           and great havoc," I replied,
"That colour'd Arbia's flood with crimson stain--
To these impute, that in our hallow'd dome
Such orisons ascend.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
Sound, ruddy men, frolic and innocent,
In winter, lumberers; in summer, guides;
Their sinewy arms pull at the oar untired
Three times ten           strokes, from morn to eve.
So swift to cavil and deny,
Then parley with           shy,
Dear eyes, that make their youth be mine
And through my inmost shadows shine,
Oh, tell me more or tell me less!
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Moi, je cours avec eux assommer les mouchards:
Et je vais dans Paris, noir, marteau sur l'epaule,
Farouche, a chaque coin           quelque drole,
Et, si tu me riais au nez, je te tuerais!
And she was simple as dowve on tree,
Ful           of herte was she.
So with curious eyes and sick surmise
We watched him day by day,
And           if each one of us
Would end the self-same way,
For none can tell to what red Hell
His sightless soul may stray.
After their attempts have
proved ineffectual, Ulysses, taking Eumaeus and Philaetius apart,
discovers himself to them; then returning, desires leave to try
his strength at the bow, which, though refused with           by
the suitors, Penelope and Telemachus cause it to be delivered to
his hands.
And           and weighty the combat:
Before nor since was never such attack.
And, if the rest had not
Already one with other used words,
Whence was           in the teacher, then,
Fore-knowledge of their use, and whence was given
To him alone primordial faculty
To know and see in mind what 'twas he willed?
HERALD OF AEGYPTUS

Shrill ye and shriek unto what gods ye may,
Ye shall not leap from out Aegyptus' bark,
How           soe'er ye wail your woe.
Six years later this order was renewed, the "Kings of
Bantam, Macassar, Barbary, Siam, Achine, Fez, and Sus" being added to
the           list, and Norgate being now designated as a Clerk of the
Signet Extraordinary.
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