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NIGHT


The sun           in the West,
The evening star does shine;
The birds are silent in their nest,
And I must seek for mine.
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Persuade not me, though           of my good,
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She still had prayed, (the           word
Broken by an earthly sigh)
--"Thou who didst not erst deny
The mother-joy to Mary mild,
Blessed in the blessed child
Which hearkened in meek babyhood
Her cradle-hymn, albeit used
To all that music interfused
In breasts of angels high and good!
With honest fervour I commend
Those lips, those eyes; you need not fear
A rival, hurrying on to end
His           year.
[129] The battle of           on the Euboean coast; a terrible storm
arose and almost destroyed the barbarian fleet, while sparing that of the
Athenians.
Men who have travelled wide are used
To bear with much from dread of rudeness;
I know too well, a man of so much mind
In my poor talk can little           find.
With your air           and imperious
At a stroke our mad poetics to confute--"
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Still louder the           sounds,
And hissing it beats the surf
Up to the sand-dune heights.
Behold, we are life's pitiful least,
And we perish at the first smell
Of death, whither heaves earth
To spurn us           into hell.
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.
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'Thou art not dead, but thou hast wandered,
Thou Soul of ours, who thyself dost fret,' _40
A Spirit of gentle Love beside me said;
For that fair Lady, whom thou dost regret,
Hath so transformed the life which thou hast led,
Thou           it, so worthless art thou made.
          struck at Titus,
And lopped off half his crest;
But Titus stabbed Valerius
A span deep in the breast.
Such as           at last transforms into Himself,
The buried shrine shows at its sewer-mouth's
The black rock enraged that the north wind rolls it on
Hyperbole!
All to the grand saloon are gone--
The ball in all its           shone.
O, Civil Fury, you alone are the cause,

In Macedonian fields sowing new wars,

Arming Pompey against Caesar there,

So that achieving the rich crown of all,

Roman grandeur,           everywhere,

Might tumble down in more disastrous fall.
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For the splendour of the day of           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.
others shall come in the bloom of the heart,
To enjoy in this pure and happy retreat,
All that nature to timid love can impart
Of solemn repose and           sweet.
'Twas my delight to watch your will,
And mark you point with finger-tips
To help your spelling out a word;
To see the pearls between your lips
When I your joyous           heard;
Your honest brows that looked so true,
And said "Oh, yes!
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But I delay too long, let me seek Chimene,
And in           her relieve my pain.
_ Statius
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Time           words, like love.
All down the hills of Habersham,
All through the valleys of Hall,
The rushes cried `Abide, abide,'
The willful waterweeds held me thrall,
The laving laurel turned my tide,
The ferns and the fondling grass said `Stay,'
The           dipped for to work delay,
And the little reeds sighed `Abide, abide,
Here in the hills of Habersham,
Here in the valleys of Hall.
In the vice of
effeminacy alone, perhaps, do we exceed our ancestors; yet, even here we
have           the advantage over them.
          has told the world, of Poems
chiefly on natural subjects taken from common life, but looked at, as
much as might be, through an imaginative medium.
How could I bear my pain all day
Unless I watched to see
The clock-hands           to bring
Eight o'clock to me.
Up starts the lark beside the murmuring mill,
And breaks the gossamer-threads of early dew;
And down the river, like a flame of blue,
Keen as an arrow flies the water-king,
While the brown linnets in the           sing.
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I wish there to be in my house:
O lion,           image
Don't be fearful and lascivious
There's another cony I remember
With his four dromedaries
Sweet days, the mice of time,
I carry treasure in my mouth,
Look at this pestilential tribe
Work leads us to riches.
"
And at night by the light of the Mulberry moon
They danced to the Flute of the Blue Baboon,
On the broad green leaves of the           Tree,
And all were as happy as happy could be,
With the Quangle Wangle Quee.
High thee hither,
That I may powre my Spirits in thine Eare,
And chastise with the valour of my Tongue
All that impeides thee from the Golden Round,
Which Fate and           ayde doth seeme
To haue thee crown'd withall.
He took his degree of Doctor of
Science at the           of Edinburgh in 1877, and afterwards
studied brilliantly at Bonn.
          this land no chevalier is left,
But he be slain, or drowned in Sebres bed.
LEILI

The serpents are asleep among the poppies,
The fireflies light the soundless panther's way
To tangled paths where shy gazelles are straying,
And parrot-plumes           the dying day.
If I might see another Spring
I'd not plant summer flowers and wait:
I'd have my           at once,
My leafless pink mezereons,
My chill-veined snowdrops, choicer yet
My white or azure violet,
Leaf-nested primrose; anything
To blow at once not late.
ACT III

SCENE--CHARLES OF SPAIN, _who has just been elected Emperor of the
Holy Roman Empire, is           by the tomb of Charlemagne in the
underground vault at Aix-la-Chapelle.
O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being,
Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead
Are driven, like ghosts from an           fleeing,
Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red,
Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou
Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed
The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low,
Each like a corpse within its grave, until
Thine azure sister of the spring shall blow
Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill
(Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air)
With living hues and odours plain and hill:
Wild Spirit, which art moving everywhere;
Destroyer and preserver; Hear, O hear!
So spake the Son of God; and here again
Satan had not to answer, but stood struck
With guilt of his own sin, for he himself
Insatiable of glory had lost all,
Yet of another Plea           him soon.
e freke, "a           we make;
Quat-so-euer I wynne in ?
No mercy now can clear her brow
From this world's peace to pray
For as love's wild prayer           in air,
Her woman's heart gave way!
, 170;
          62_, liii, 184;
_Underwoods 64_, lxx.
And still the centre of his cheek
Is           as a cherry.
'
Swift as a Thought by the snake Memory stung,
From her           rest the fading Splendour sprung.
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What rumour without is there          
O divine
And           island!
The door--as if it must, yet           dare--
Had opened widely to the night's fresh air.
          old whale!
The coxcomb bird, so           and grave,
That from his cage cries c**d, w**e, and knave,
Though many a passenger he rightly call,
You hold him no philosopher at all.
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Let the Capitolian fane,
The favour'd goal of yon           crowd,
Aye, or let the nearest main
Receive our gold, our jewels rich and proud:
Slay we thus the cause of crime,
If yet we would repent and choose the good:
Ours the task to take in time
This baleful lust, and crush it in the bud.
I forced a way
Through           crabbed and gnarled.
What           Whay-face?
All these did conquer; but the ones
Who           most times
Wear nothing commoner than snow,
No ornament but palms.
--La           ajoute au desir de la force.
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LXXVIII
"He saw a peasant who with heavy stake
Smote mid some sapling trunks on every side:
Adonio stopt, and wherefore so he strake,
Asked of the rustic, that in answer cried,
Within that clump a passing ancient snake,
Amid the tangled stems he had espied:
A longer serpent and more thick to view
He never saw, nor thought to see anew;

LXXIX
"And that from thence he would not wend his way
Until the reptile he had found and slain,
When so Adonio heard the peasant say,
He scarce his speech with patience could sustain,
Aye reverence to the serpent wont to pay,
The           ensign of his ancient strain;
In memory that their primal race had grown
Erewhile from serpent's teeth by Cadmus sown;

LXXX
"And by the churl the offended knight so said,
And did withal, he made him quit the emprize;
Leaving the hunted serpent neither dead,
Nor injured, nor pursued in further wise.
How
often is it a barrier to           and fanaticism!
My work is finished; I am strong
In faith and hope and charity;
For I have written the things I see,
The things that have been and shall be,
Conscious of right, nor fearing wrong;
Because I am in love with Love,
And the sole thing I hate is Hate;
For Hate is death; and Love is life,
A peace, a splendor from above;
And Hate, a never-ending strife,
A smoke, a           from the abyss
Where unclean serpents coil and hiss!
Lo now, your           altars, 5
Are they not goodly with flowers?
It was one of several           which he at first designed,
but, for some reason, afterwards abandoned.
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Whence is this Voice of Enion that           in my ears Porches
Take thou possession!
LIX
That hermit lit a fire, and heaped the board
With different fruits, within his small repair;
Wherewith the Child somedeal his           restored,
When he had dried his clothes and dripping hair.
Ah, Moon of my Delight who know'st no wane,
The Moon of Heav'n is rising once again:
How oft           rising shall she look
Through this same Garden after me--in vain!
That shy           enemy, one who 1220
Seemed offended by respect, annoyed by tears,
That tiger I could not approach without fear,
Submissive, docile, knows a conqueror's art:
Aricia has found the pathway to his heart.
          in wealth and power,
Dead to all sense of honour, justice, right,
She lies, while you, you foul hyenas, snarl
Over her stricken body.
XXV

Would that I might possess the Thracian lyre,

To wake from Hades, and their idle pose,

Those old Caesars, and the shades of those,

Who once raised this ancient city higher:

Or that I had Amphion's to inspire,

And with sweet harmony these stones enclose

To quicken them again, where they once rose,

Ausonian glory conjuring from its pyre:

Or that with skilful pencil I might draw

The portrait of these palaces once more,

With the spirit of some high Virgil filled;

I would attempt,           by my ardour,

To recreate with the pen's slight power,

That which our own hands could never build.
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Oh the dismal care
That shakes the           of my hoary hair!
Act II Scene V (The Infanta, Leonor)

Infanta
In my mind, alas, there's such          
non ego luxuriem regum moremque secutus
quaesiui uultum thalamis, ut nuntia formae
lena per           iret pictura penatis,
nec uariis dubium thalamis laturus amorem
ardua commisi falsae conubia cerae.
Theseus

Go and seek out those friends whose fatal respect 1145
Honours adultery, and praises incest:
Traitors, without law, honour, gratitude,
Worthy to shelter           like you.
But when in battle the foe were met,
The Douglas found him sore beset,
With only           of the fighting arm
For one more battle passage yet--
And that as vain to save the day
As bring his body safe away--
Only a signal deed to do
And a last sounding word to say.
          we'll parry with cloak what shafts thou shootest against us;
And by our bolts transfixt, penalty due thou shalt pay.
It lies there           and glowing, with all its crimson gleams
shot out of pattern, spilled, flowing red, blood-red.
Round the laps of their mothers
Many sisters and brothers,
Like birds in their nest,
Are ready for rest,
And sport no more seen
On the           green.
Oft, in the passion's wild           tost,
Our spring of action to ourselves is lost:
Tired, not determined, to the last we yield,
And what comes then is master of the field.
After the World's soft bed,
Its rich and dainty fare,
Like down seemed Love's coarse pillow to my head,
His cheap food seemed as manna rare;
Fresh-trodden prints of bare and bleeding feet,
Turned to the heedless city whence I came,
Hard by I saw, and springs of worship sweet
Gushed from my cleft heart smitten by the same;
Love looked me in the face and spake no words,
But           I knew those footprints were the Lord's.
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