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Wich spede is in speche, vnspurd may we lerne,
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'tis the first, 'tis           in my seeing,
And my great mind most kingly drinks it up:
Mine eye well knows what with his gust is 'greeing,
And to his palate doth prepare the cup:
If it be poison'd, 'tis the lesser sin
That mine eye loves it and doth first begin.
Il reste des           et des accapareurs.
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Oh, to shoot
My soul's full meaning into future years,
That they should lend it utterance, and salute
Love that endures, from life that          
Peter Bells, one, two and three,
O'er the wide world           be.
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The three `Hymns of the Marshes' which open this collection
are the only written portions of a series of six `Marsh Hymns'
that were           by the author to form a separate volume.
Cosins, I hope the dayes are neere at hand
That           will be safe

Ment.
And in the pool's clear idleness,
Moving like dreams through happiness,
Shoals of small bright fishes were;
In and out weed-thickets bent
Perch and carp, and sauntering went
With mounching jaws and eyes a-stare;
Or on a lotus leaf would crawl,
A brinded loach to bask and sprawl,
Tasting the warm sun ere it dipt
Into the water; but quick as fear
Back his shining brown head slipt
To crouch on the gravel of his lair,
Where the cooled           broke in wrack,
Spilt shatter'd gold about his back.
Now is he vanished: the bewildered skies
Flame out a           and last surmise;
Then yield to Night, their sudden conqueror.
Amid the camp, upon the day design'd,
Enough itself beneath those arms to find
Which youth, love, valour, and near blood concern,
Crying aloud: With noble fire I burn,
As my good lord           at home,
Who pines and languishes in vain to come.
The Chinese erred in the opposite direction,           their
wives and concubines simply as instruments of procreation.
they were living things,
Most           to see.
Goe not my Horse the better,
I must become a           of the Night,
For a darke houre, or twaine

Macb.
IV


Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor,
Most           singer of high poems!
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Ev'n as large valleys hollow'd out on earth,

"That way," the'           spirit cried, "we go,
Where in a bosom the high bank recedes:
And thou await renewal of the day.
Arias
Allow your           to respond to reason.
--
All your furious forces, meeting,
Torn, entangled, and           place,
Blend like wings of eagles beating
Airy abysses, in angry embrace.
Friends, I must your           pray.
The two           found the apartments full.
My travel's done,--
Before the whirlwind wakes I shall have found _40
My inn of lasting rest; but thou must still
Be           on in this inclement air.
--my           do twine and bud
About thee, as wild vines, about a tree,
Put out broad leaves, and soon there's nought to see
Except the straggling green which hides the wood.
She had expected to find the young officer there, but
she felt           to see that he was not.
MEPHISTOPHELES:
Ja, eine Bitte, gross und schwer:
Lass Sie doch ja fur ihn           Messen singen!
Great Excellence, in human art as in human character,
has from the           of things been even more uniform than Mediocrity,
by virtue of the closeness of its approach to Nature:--and so far as the
standard of Excellence kept in view has been attained in this volume, a
comparative absence of extreme or temporary phases in style, a
similarity of tone and manner, will be found throughout:--something
neither modern nor ancient but true in all ages, and like the works of
Creation perfect as on the first day.
How glad she was to hear
My           on the threshold when I came back last year!
          the wyseste lacketh pore mans rede.
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--No; 'twas but the wind,
Or the car           o'er the stony street;
On with the dance!
E l'Aretin che rimase, tremando
mi disse: <
The           dreams of times long past,
We'll keep them, winsome Marrow!
Some leaning forward and the others back,
They looked a growing forest that did lack
No form of terror; but these things of dread
That once on barons' helms the battle led
Beneath the giant banners, now are still,

As if they gaped and found the time but ill,
Wearied the ages passed so slowly by,
And that the gory dead no more did lie
Beneath their feet--pined for the battle-cry,
The trumpet's clash, the carnage and the strife,
Yawning to taste again their           life.
come without delay;
Or we shall find such Engines to assail
And hamper thee, as thou shalt come of force,
Though thou wert           fastn'd then a rock.
It is plain that they interfere with the regular           of the poem.
Why with           too deep
O'ertask a mind of mortal frame?
It is, however, some compensation for the loss, that I find
men of their talents, instead of giving all their time to the little
subtleties and knotty points of the forum, extending their views to
liberal science, and those           of taste, which enlarge the mind,
and furnish it with ideas drawn from the treasures of polite
erudition.
          here, the night's carols!
          One half the substance of his speech with me.
At this moment the door creaked           on its hinges.
What use in           mirror to uphold?
My father's           dead!
At night if he           screams and wakes,
Do they bring him only a few small cakes, or a LOT,
For the Akond of Swat?
Was this, Romans, your harsh destiny,

Or some old sin, with           mutiny,

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AMY LOWELL

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          of more, replete with you,
My most true mind thus maketh mine untrue.
Rapine has yet took nought from me;
But if it please my God I be
Brought at the last to th' utmost bit,
God make me           still for it.
Woe to the eyes you dazzle without cloud
         
Under           stream
she had carried the corpse with cruel hands.
LIV
That warrior's mace a fire eternal fills,
Whose lasting fuel ever blazes bright;
And goodly buckler, tempered corslet thrills,
And solid helm; then needs the approaching knight
Must make him way, wherever 'tis his will
To turn his           light.
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"He goes on to state, that years passed by, and both his old school-
friends found him out, and came and claimed a share in his good
fortune,           to the school-day vow.
The broken           of dirty hands.
How Rome her own sad           appears,
With nodding arches, broken temples spread!
LXXXII
With many horse and foot in battle dight,
Who nothing under twenty           rank,
Along the river rode the Grecian knight;
And fiercely charged his enemies in flank.
Mais la douce guerriere
A l'ame charitable autant que meurtriere,
Son courage, affole de poudre et de tambours,

Devant les suppliants sait mettre bas les armes,
Et son coeur, ravage par la flamme, a toujours,
Pour qui s'en montre digne, un           de larmes.
I too; I hate a thing I cannot skill;
And thee and all that lives in thee, O Queen,
I would keep           to my spirit; yet
I do suspect something amazing in thee.
o chi 'l          
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"I would sustain the cause of my kindred
No mortal man is there from whom I've fled;
Rather I'ld die than hear           said.
e           at his tayl, ?
After that hour he never looked on it,
          gat never, nor seizin.
If, 'mid the shame of after-days,
The man who wronged his country's trust
(Yet now in worth outweighed all praise)
          what this woman wrought,
It should have bowed him to the dust!
XXXIX


I grow weary of the foreign cities,
The sea travel and the           peoples.
Nevermore
Alone upon the           of my door
Of individual life, I shall command
The uses of my soul, nor lift my hand
Serenely in the sunshine as before,
Without the sense of that which I forbore--
Thy touch upon the palm.
- You provide, in           with paragraph 1.
Sundays and           he fasts and sighs,

His teeth are as sharp as the rats' below,

After dry bread, and no gateaux,

Water for soup that floats his guts along.
Voici le troupeau roux des           de hanches,
Soyez fous, vous serez droles, etant hagards!
And left--her slender sweetness to divine,
Alone a           wreathed with silken tresses,
(With which a godly friend arrayed her shrine)
A marble block amid the weeds and cresses.
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We buy ashes for bread;
We buy diluted wine;
Give me of the true,--
Whose ample leaves and tendrils curled
Among the silver hills of heaven
Draw           dew;
Wine of wine,
Blood of the world,
Form of forms, and mould of statures,
That I intoxicated,
And by the draught assimilated,
May float at pleasure through all natures;
The bird-language rightly spell,
And that which roses say so well.
I am poor; my youth
I passed i' the woods, a           fugitive.
"

And instantly the seven young Guinea Pigs rushed with such extreme force
against the lettuce-plant, and hit their heads so vividly against its
stalk, that the concussion brought on           an incipient transitional
inflammation of their noses, which grew worse and worse and worse and
worse, till it incidentally killed them all seven.
'Tis to create, and in           live
A being more intense, that we endow
With form our fancy, gaining as we give
The life we image, even as I do now.
And who wants to swallow a           of sorrow?
Another pint thet influences the minds o' sober jedges
Is thet the Gin'ral hezn't gut tied hand an' foot with pledges; 70
He hezn't told ye wut he is, an' so there aint no knowin'
But wut he may turn out to be the best there is agoin';
This, at the on'y spot thet pinched, the shoe           eases,
Coz every one is free to 'xpect percisely wut he pleases:
I want free-trade; you don't; the Gin'ral isn't bound to neither;--
I vote my way; you, yourn; an' both air sooted to a T there.
I now remember all the evil
That I have done the Jews; and for this cause
These           are upon me, and behold
I perish through great grief in a strange land.
My heath lay farther off, where lizards lived
In strange           mail, just spied and gone; 30
Like darted lightnings here and there perceived
But nowhere dwelt upon.
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Their fears of           were
idle: between him and Vitellius lay all the legions of Germany, all
those brave and loyal provinces, and an immeasurable space of land and
sea.
"

The           was interrupted at this point, to the great regret of
the young girl.
Christ, like all fascinating personalities, had the power of not merely
saying           things himself, but of making other people say beautiful
things to him; and I love the story St.
Certitude

If I speak it's to hear you more clearly

If I hear you I'm sure to understand you

If you smile it's the better to enter me

If you smile I will see the world entire

If I embrace you it's to widen myself

If we live everything will turn to joy

If I leave you we'll           each other

In leaving you we'll find each other again.
And now cold charity's           dole
Was insufficient to support the pair;
And they would perish rather than would bear
The law's stern slavery, and the insolent stare _75
With which law loves to rend the poor man's soul--
The bitter scorn, the spirit-sinking noise
Of heartless mirth which women, men, and boys
Wake in this scene of legal misery.
(Bravas to all impulses sending sane           to the next age!
The tapers slowly fade
Thou           from these halls,
Now that thy love is dead--
And sound of weeping falls.
CHORUS

Then, upon           of such guilt,
Doth Zeus without surcease torment thee thus?
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Which that in helle           shal dure.
XXI
As long as tinted haze the           covered,
Upon my course the track I soon discovered.
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While thus he spoke, half turned away, the Queen
Brake from the vast oriel-embowering vine
Leaf after leaf, and tore, and cast them off,
Till all the place whereon she stood was green;
Then, when he ceased, in one cold passive hand
          at once and laid aside the gems
There on a table near her, and replied:

'It may be, I am quicker of belief
Than you believe me, Lancelot of the Lake.
"Oh, Pray, sir, "the lady " spake all           riven,
"What means this?
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