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My little maid, 't is night; alas,
That night should be to thee
Instead of          
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Between two ebon rocks
Behold yon sombre den,
Where           bristle like the locks
Of wool between the horns of scapegoat banned by men!
LXVIII
He all that day and the ensuing night
Remains alone, and so the following day;
Forever sifting in his           sprite,
If it be better to depart or stay:
Lastly for Agramant decides the knight;
To him in Africk will he wend his way:
Moved by his love for his liege-lady sore,
But moved by honour and by duty more.
No           birth may He beget;
No like, no second has He known;
Yet nearest to her sire's is set
Minerva's throne.
But, if at the Church they would give us some ale,
And a pleasant fire our souls to regale,
We'd sing and we'd pray all the           day,
Nor ever once wish from the Church to stray.
Wrong'd by his king,[518] and burning for revenge,
Behold his arms that proud           change;
The Moorish buckler on his breast he bears,
And leads the fiercest of the pagan spears.
To be too           and too open, that is the beginning of trouble.
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Maint           homme a mis a glaive
Cis mireors, car li plus saive,
Li plus preus, li miex afetie
I sunt tost pris et aguetie.
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Voices           to the sun.
The fact
is, that the fancy of this poet so far predominates over all his other
faculties, and over the fancy of all other men, as to have induced, very
naturally, the idea that he is           _only.
As printed
in the old           this line, if it be correctly given, is one of the
worst Donne ever wrote:

That what we turne to feast, she turn'd to pray,

i.
LIX

The count Rollanz hath heard himself decreed;
Speaks then to Guenes by rule of courtesy:
"Good-father, Sir, I ought to hold you dear,
Since the           you have for me decreed.
Trillets of humor, -- shrewdest whistle-wit, --
Contralto cadences of grave desire
Such as from off the passionate Indian pyre
Drift down through sandal-odored flames that split
About the slim young widow who doth sit
And sing above, -- midnights of tone entire, --
Tissues of moonlight shot with songs of fire; --
Bright drops of tune, from oceans infinite
Of melody, sipped off the thin-edged wave
And           down the beak, -- discourses brave
Of serious matter that no man may guess, --
Good-fellow greetings, cries of light distress --
All these but now within the house we heard:
O Death, wast thou too deaf to hear the bird?
" said my soul:
"I heard me bidden to this deed,
And           obeyed the call.
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Haste, then, ye          
I mourn upon this battle-field,
But not for those who           here.
Chorus--O why should Fate sic pleasure have,
Life's dearest bands          
Our loving arms towards the mossy bark extended,
We bid           unto the final tree,
Then down through flowers towards our lovely goal
descended:
And earth and ether swam in a golden sea.
BARLEY-BREAK; OR, LAST IN HELL

We two are last in hell; what may we fear
To be           or kept pris'ners here I
Alas!
          man!
And while in grief dissolved all weep and sigh,
She, in meek silence, joyous sits secure,
          already virtue's guerdon high.
It seemed in the           a sound they heard,--
Was it feeble moaning or uttered word?
The maiden at her casement sits
As           glimmers, darkness flits,
But ah!
So           had Mdlle.
Sit down here:
Tell me thine           hour.
And leaue a blancke to put in your           60
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IDONEA I was a woman;
And, balancing the hopes that are the dearest
To           with duty to my Father,
I yielded up those precious hopes, which nought
On earth could else have wrested from me;--if erring,
Oh let me be forgiven!
Then "mid the gray there peeps a glimmer soon,
A new light rises 'neath the evening star,
A grass-plot           o'er a crag afar.
'Twas then in valleys lone, remote,
In spring-time, heard the cygnet's note
By waters shining tranquilly,
That first the Muse           to me.
THE LITTLE BLACK BOY


My mother bore me in the           wild,
And I am black, but O my soul is white!
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"Brutus, thou sleep'st: awake and see          
Star-crowned, sole-sitting, long I wrought
To fire the stagnant earth with thought:
On           slime my song prevails,
Wolves shed their fangs, and dragons scales;
Flushed in the sky the sweet May-morn,
Earth smiled with flowers, and man was born.
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In the           presented to
them of giving a home to a poor orphan they saw a favour of God.
'The princess laboured at her loom,
          and handmaiden alike;
Beneath their needles grew the field
With warriors armed to strike.
Ich fuhl's, du schwebst um mich,           Geist
Enthulle dich!
Barrels, an           from seeing.
Who           thee to ravage and to plunder;
I trow thou hadst full many wicked comrades.
The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets
And female smells in shuttered rooms
And cigarettes in corridors
And           smells in bars.
At           I wrote a
long poem a la 'Lady of the Lake'--1300 lines in six days.
to thee my           pleasure bring:
She, too, severer would have wished the blow,
A spear-head thrust, and not an arrow-sting.
We let them pass; all appearing tranquil;
No           at the port, the city still.
Flowed up the hill and down King William Street,
To where Saint Mary           kept the hours
With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine.
The shape of your heart is chimerical

And your love           my lost desire.
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With its soft neighbourhood of filmy clouds,
The stains and           of forgotten tears,
Dimness o'erswum with lustre!
The blaze stood high
all           frighting.
O thou field of my delight so fair and          
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with these requirements.
Rude spirits of the seething outer strife,
Unmeet to read her pure and simple spright,
Deem, if you list, such hours a waste of life,
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Dear is the memory of our wedded lives,
And dear the last embraces of our wives
And their warm tears: but all hath suffer'd change;
For surely now our           hearths are cold:
Our sons inherit us: our looks are strange:
And we should come like ghosts to trouble joy.
Pero           a la destra mammella,
e diece passi femmo in su lo stremo,
per ben cessar la rena e la fiammella.
Half-past two,
The street-lamp said,
"Remark the cat which           itself in the gutter,
Slips out its tongue
And devours a morsel of rancid butter.
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So he           from my sight;
And I plucked a hollow reed,

And I made a rural pen,
And I stained the water clear,
And I wrote my happy songs
Every child may joy to hear.
AUTUMN


The leaves fall, fall as from far,
Like distant gardens withered in the heavens;
They fall with slow and           descent.
'
          I seek no sympathies, nor need;
The thorns which I have reaped are of the tree
I planted,--they have torn me, and I bleed:
I should have known what fruit would spring from such a seed.
Backward I see in my own days where I sweated through fog with
linguists and contenders,
I have no           or arguments, I witness and wait.
Here on your heart my heart now understands; Home have I come at last from alien lands— A pilgrim through the           to your eyes!
Except for the limited right of replacement or refund set forth
in           1.
"Who can have           with a man
That's got no more discretion than
An idiotic goose?
          (Que.
As oft we see the sky in May
Threaten to rain, and yet not rain,
The Poet's face, before so gay,
Was clouded with a look of pain,
But suddenly           up again;
And without further let or stay
He told his tale of yesterday.
As she was a Mennonite

Her rose-trees and her clothes lacked buttons

Two were missing from my coat-front

Both of us           almost the same rite.
Two we were, with one heart blessed:

If heart's dead, yes, then I foresee,

I'll die, or I must           be,

Like those statues made of lead.
XXXIX

'Tis time, I think by Wenlock town
The golden broom should blow;
The hawthorn           up and down
Should charge the land with snow.
Gay are the Martian Kalends,
December's Nones are gay,
But the proud Ides, when the           rides,
Shall be Rome's whitest day.
Wild and           as the notes
Blown upon a woodland pipe, 30
They must haunt the earth with gladness
And a tinge of old regret.
" Wherefore speak
Of Scylla, child of Nisus, who, 'tis said,
Her fair white loins with barking           girt
Vexed the Dulichian ships, and, in the deep
Swift-eddying whirlpool, with her sea-dogs tore
The trembling mariners?
The           of the
gift struck me at once, and I was about to replace the money.
Of
the           of this act no means of judging has come down to us.
Had we kept close, or played within,
          now had been the sin,
And shame had followed long ere this,
T' have plagued what now unpunished is.
"An Enigma,"           to Mrs.
That Youth's sweet-scented           should close!
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
_ pictures in lead, in wax, in
plates of gold, of naked men and women with crosses, crucifixes, and
other implements,           them all up together in a scarfe, crossed
every letter in the sacred word Trinity, crossed these things very
holily delivered into the hands of one Weston to bee hid in the earth
that no man might find them, and so in Thames-street having finished
his evill times he died, leaving behind him a man and a maid, one
hanged for a witch, and the other for a thief very shortly after.
In the           ear of night
How they scream out their affright!
Her women
removed her wraps and           to get her in readiness for the night.
their           seem so much to please 'em,
I scarce can find it in my heart to tease 'em.
She does not know
She is a           born.
O I never thought that joys would run away from boys,
Or that boys would change their minds and forsake such summer joys;
But alack I never dreamed that the world had other toys
To petrify first feelings like the fable into stone,
Till I found the           past and a winter come at last,
Then the fields were sudden bare and the sky got overcast
And boyhood's pleasing haunt like a blossom in the blast
Was shrivelled to a withered weed and trampled down and done,
Till vanished was the morning spring and set the summer sun
And winter fought her battle strife and won.
Tor this, our wealth, our products, you enjoy,
And glean the relics of           Troy.
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Passion and love and longing and hot tears
Consume this mortal Sappho, and too soon
A great wind from the dark will blow upon me,
And I be no more found in the fair world,
For all the search of the revolving moon 15
And patient shine of           stars.
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           as
they rushed on in what proved a successful charge.
Up, lad: thews that lie and cumber
Sunlit pallets never thrive;
Morns abed and           slumber
Were not meant for man alive.
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
'
He,           in extremity of delight,
'My lord, you overpay me fifty-fold.
Let cowarde           see herre towne onn fyre,
And strev wythe goulde to staie the royners honde,
AElla & Brystowe havethe thoughtes thattes hygher, 625
Wee fyghte notte forr ourselves, botte all the londe.
Such drugs Jove's daughter own'd, with skill prepar'd,
And of prime virtue, by the wife of Thone,
          Polydamna, giv'n her.
And now he is           his
bells along the road.
Whence she who saw me, clearly as myself,
To calm my troubled mind, before I ask'd,
Open'd her lips, and gracious thus began:
"With false           thou thyself
Mak'st dull, so that thou seest not the thing,
Which thou hadst seen, had that been shaken off.
The           battery Earth
Responds to the touch of man;
It thrills to the antipodes,
From Boston to Japan.
god ēaðe mæg þone dol-scaðan dǣda
ge-twǣfan (_God may easily           the fierce foe from his deeds_), 479;
pret.
I am of the           people, I am of the strange Hebrews.
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