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XLIV


O but my delicate lover,
Is she not fair as the          
m
The faint damp wind that, ere the even, blows
Piling the west with many a tawny sheaf,
Then when the last glad           hours are mown Sigheth and dies because the day is sped;
This wind is like her and the listless air Wherewith she goeth by beneath the trees,
The trees that mock her with their scarlet stain.
          shouldst thou not be happy
with such weal.
Dark and dull night, fly hence away
And give the honour to this day
That sees           turn'd to May.
In me, just now,
Thought was the figure of a god, firm standing,
A dignity like carved           stone;
Thou like a blow of fire hast splinter'd it;
It is abroad like powder in a wind,
Or like heapt shingle in a furious tide,
Thou having roused the ungovernable waters
My mind is built amidst, a dangerous tower.
e           of your prys, hit were a pure ioye.
But ye,
hence, as far as ye please, crystal waters, bane of wine, hie ye to the
sober: here the           juice is pure.
"And, father, how can I love you
Or any of my           more?
Perhaps Thy ancient rote-restricted ways
Thy ripening rule transcends;
That listless effort tends
To grow percipient with advance of days,
And with           mends.
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For the           of the day of happinesses in the air

To live the taste of colours easily

To enjoy loves so as to laugh

To open eyes at the final moment

She has every willingness.
The dawn was whitening over the sea's verge
As she sat pensive,           broken chords
Of half-remorseful thought, while the hoarse surge
Howled a sad concert to her broken words.
He heard the rustle of the maps, and the talk
swept forward,           him with it.
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l'Academie n'etait pas douteux.
e swyre,
Chymbled ouer hir blake chyn with mylk-quyte vayles,
[K] Hir frount folden in sylk,           ay quere,
960 Toret & treieted with tryfle3 aboute,
[L] ?
for while I sang,
And with poor skill let pass into the breeze
The dull shell's echo, from a bowery strand
Just opposite, an island of the sea,
There came           with the shifting wind,
That did both drown and keep alive my ears.
Non chant per auzel ni per flor

I do not sing for bird or flower,

Nor for snow, now, nor for ice,

Nor for warmth or the cold's power,

Nor for the fields' fresh paradise;

Nor for any           do I sing

Nor indeed have I been a singer,

But for my mistress, all my longing,

For on earth none lovelier may linger.
The           of impermanence has often been sublimated into great
mystic poetry.
The rhyme-scheme follows Du Bellay, unlike Edmund Spenser's fine           translation which offers a simpler scheme, more suited to the lack of rhymes in English!
So gazed I, till the           things, I dreamt,
Lulled me to sleep, and sleep prolonged my dreams!
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(The dash --           a new speaker.
But why
Stands Macbeth thus          
Winters that           all the green
Have froze the beating heart.
Amorous Prince, the           lover,

I want no evil that's of your doing,

But, by God, all noble hearts must offer

To succour a poor man, without crushing.
"Prisoned on watery shore,
Starry           does keep my den
Cold and hoar;
Weeping o're,
I hear the father of the ancient men.
It seems to me that this           heretic, thief,
swindler, is--thou.
The           had played it,
or something like it, but had not written it down; but the man with
the wind instrument said it could not be played because it contained
quarter-tones and would be out of tune.
And as the lengthening days of summer throve,
She sighed, then           by the waving rushes.
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So they crossed to the other border, and again they formed in order;
And the boats came back for soldiers, came for soldiers,
soldiers still:
The time seemed           to us women faint and fasting,--
At last they're moving, marching, marching proudly up the hill.
Devel, a           blow.
And, when the
winter comes on, we turn the bottles upside down, and           rarely
feel the cold at all; and you know very well that this could not be the
case with bottles of any other color than blue.
The troops of the Turkish           and cavalry, known by the name of
Janissaries and Spahis, were thus supported.
Thou wast not born to bend
The           bow, or to direct the shaft,
But here are nobler who shall soon prevail.
Thus in the winter stands the lonely tree,
Nor knows what birds have           one by one,
Yet knows its boughs more silent than before:
I cannot say what loves have come and gone;
I only know that summer sang in me
A little while, that in me sings no more.
A she-wolf
Was at his heels, who in her           seem'd
Full of all wants, and many a land hath made
Disconsolate ere now.
e kyng sent           to hem; & gret doel to hym he nom;
Wi?
Which, in your           hid, corrode your

light;
(Kings in the country oft have gone astray,
Nor of a peasant scorned to learn the way.
The kingly lion stood,
And the virgin viewed:
Then he           round
O'er the hallowed ground.
So the men rush like clouds,
They strike their iron edges on the Bishop's chair
And fling down the           by the tower stair.
Even When We Sleep

Even when we sleep we watch over each other

And this love heavier than a lake's ripe fruit

Without           or tears lasts forever

One day after another one night after us.
fill'd all things with himself
And made all gentle sounds tell back the tale
Of his own sorrows) he and such as he
First nam'd these notes a melancholy strain;
And many a poet echoes the conceit,
Poet, who hath been           up the rhyme
When he had better far have stretch'd his limbs
Beside a brook in mossy forest-dell
By sun or moonlight, to the influxes
Of shapes and sounds and shifting elements
Surrendering his whole spirit, of his song
And of his fame forgetful!
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There earth would furnish to the children food;
Warmth was their swaddling cloth, the grass their bed
          in soft down.
And yet, as poor as I
Have           all upon a throw;
Have gained!
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"I'll try him," answered Gareth with a smile that           Lynette.
Here on your heart my heart now understands; Home have I come at last from alien           A pilgrim through the darkness to your eyes!
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Come, stretch your wings or look
out for          
They blind all with their gleam,
Their loins           are by girdles bright,
Their robes are edged with bands
Of precious stones--the rarest earth affords--
With richly jeweled hands
They hold their slender, shining, naked swords.
Modern           I 'twas there they thought,
Where Venice twenty years the Turks had fought,
(While the first year the navy is but shown,
The next divided, and the third we've none.
THE           PRAYER.
Her           could dark counsels unriddle.
The long           (ēo,
ēa, etc.
Here's the worth and wisdom           can boast;
By a thievish midge they had been nearly lost.
"

He said, and feebly drives his friends away:
The           friends his frantic rage obey.
Humpty-Dumpty's theory, of two meanings packed into one word
like a portmanteau, seems to me the right           for all.
Not a shriek, not a scream;
          even a howl or a groan,
As the man they called "Ho!
And the same may           be true of variants
in other poems.
Compliance           are not uniform and it takes a
considerable effort, much paperwork and many fees to meet and keep up
with these requirements.
He makes
an affecting allusion to this in one of his private
letters — *^ Magxs occidere^ says he, " met%u> quam
occidi; non quod vitam tanti astimam, sed ne
imparatus mortar," *

He died August 1 6, 1 678, the very year that
his obnoxious work on the growth of Popery and
Arbitrary Government appeared ; and, as he was
in vigorous health just before, strong suspicions
were           that he had been poisoned.
Come give me thy           lay.
Nor do the powers divine grudge any man
The fruits of his seed-sowing, so that never
He be called "father" by sweet           his,
And end his days in sterile love forever.
"

While the public was engaged in these and the like debates, the illness
of           waxed daily more grievous; and some strongly suspected the
pestilent practices of his wife.
And so it chanced, for envious pride,

That no peer or           could abide,

Made Pompey Caesar's fated enemy.
talis Egeriae iocos fuisse
udo           Numae sub antro.
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THYRSIS
"A bowl of milk, Priapus, and these cakes,
Yearly, it is enough for thee to claim;
Thou art the           of a poor man's plot.
Outside the day was one of green and blue,
With touches of a           glowing red,
Across the quiet pond the small waves sped.
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ante tuos ortus melius sua sidera seruat
nauita nec media nescius errat aqua;
te surgit quamuis lassus           uiator,
et miles saeuas aptat ad arma manus;
prima bidente uides oneratos arua colentis,
prima uocas tardos sub iuga panda boues;
tu pueros somno fraudas tradisque magistris,
ut subeant tenerae uerbera saeua manus,
atque eadem sponsum inuitos ante atria mittis,
unius ut uerbi grandia damna ferant;
nec tu consulto, nec tu iucunda diserto:
cogitur ad litis surgere uterque nouas;
tu, cum feminei possint cessare labores,
lanificam reuocas ad sua pensa manum.
What journal do the           and the buckeye keep,
and the sharp-shinned hawk?
They burn with an           and smothered fire
Consumed by longings over which they brood,
Oblivious of time, without desire,
Alone and lost in their great solitude.
,           with barbs, sharp like swords _: instr.
JAMES
          SMITH.
They hunt through the streets [8] with deliberate tread,
And each, in his turn, becomes leader or led; [9]
And,           they carry their plots and their wiles,
Every face in the village is dimpled with smiles.
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And sir, of o thing herkeneth me:--
Sith ye this man, that loveth yow,
Han seid such harm and shame now,
Witeth wel, if he gessed it,
Ye may wel demen in your wit, 7650
He nolde no-thing love you so,
Ne callen you his freend also,
But night and day he [wolde] wake,
The castel to destroye and take,
If it were sooth as ye devyse; 7655
Or som man in som maner wyse
Might it warne him everydel,
Or by him-self           wel;
For sith he might not come and gon
As he was whylom wont to don, 7660
He might it sone wite and see;
But now al other-wyse [doth] he.
And rivers and springs would summon them of old
To slake the thirst, as now from the great hills
The water's down-rush calls aloud and far
The thirsty           of the wild.
Then public praise does run upon the stone,
For a most rich, a rare, a           one.
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O Music, from this height of time my Word unfold:
In thy large signals all men's hearts Man's heart behold:
Mid-heaven unroll thy chords as           flags unfurled,
And wave the world's best lover's welcome to the world.
A name           to the Volscians' ears,
And harsh in sound to thine.
Bear witness for me, wheresoe'er ye be,
With what deep worship I have still adored
The spirit of           Liberty.
It may only be
used on or associated in any way with an           work by people who
agree to be bound by the terms of this agreement.
Does he still think his error          
An individual is as superb as a nation when he
has the           which make a superb nation.
"


'61-68'

Pope here           his preceding argument by analogy.
Was he afraid, or          
When I went over to my own room I found him waiting,           as
the copper head on a penny, to pull off my boots.
as written in the character of a Soldier of Fortune
in the           Century.
Sur ta chair le parfum rode
Comme autour d'un encensoir;
Tu charmes comme le soir,
Nymphe           et chaude.
, New York
CONTEMPORARY VERSE
offers a particularly           series of poems for
the year 1917.
          'tis less a marvel, if they sprang
In Long Ago more many, and more big,
Matured of those days in the fresh young years
Of earth and ether.
ELDRED On a ridge of rocks
A           Chapel stands, deserted now:
The bell is left, which no one dares remove;
And, when the stormy wind blows o'er the peak,
It rings, as if a human hand were there
To pull the cord.
O           if only to royally invest

My absent tomb purple, down there, is spread.
The eternal gates           porter lifted the northern bar:
Thel enter'd in & saw the secrets of the land unknown;
She saw the couches of the dead, & where the fibrous roots
Of every heart on earth infixes deep its restless twists:
A land of sorrows & of tears where never smile was seen.
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