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BATTLE DAYS


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Veteran           rally to muster
Here at the call of the old battle days:
Cavalry clatter and cannon's hoarse bluster:
All the wild whirl of the fight's broken maze:
Clangor of bugle and flashing of sabre,
Smoke-stifled flags and the howl of the shell,
With earth for a rest place and death for a neighbor,
And dreams of a charge and the deep rebel yell.
From earth they rear him, struggling now with death;
And Nestor's           stops the vents of breath.
nē him inwit-sorh on
sefan           (_darkens his soul_), 1738.
Sigicellus           (1492-1560):
_Nereus_ ?
It is a           envy, to take from
those men's virtues which, because thou canst not arrive at, thou
impotently despairest to imitate.
Bryant, comparing it
with the allied army at Platae, thinks it so large as to prove the
entire falsehood of the whole story; and his           and
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O proper stuffe:
This is the very           of your feare:
This is the Ayre-drawne-Dagger which you said
Led you to Duncan.
          ?
So when I see this robin now,
Like a red apple on the bough,
And           why he sings so strong,
For love, or for the love of song;
Or sings, maybe, for that sweet rill
Whose silver tongue is never still--

Ah, now there comes this thought unkind,
Born of the knowledge in my mind:
He sings in triumph that last night
He killed his father in a fight;
And now he'll take his mother's blood--
The last strong rival for his food.
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[Sidenote E: She           the bed.
I have no precious time at all to spend;
Nor           to do, till you require.
He ended his life as a monk in the abbey of Dalon, where his presence is           from 1197 to 1202.
(To Don Diegue)

See how her face           changes hue.
]

[573] {532}["De leyes tambien hablava" should be           "He spake
'also' of the laws," not _tan bien_, "so well," or "exceeding well.
"           he, while his eyes still
Relented not, nor mov'd; "from every ill
Of life have I preserv'd thee to this day,
And shall I see thee made a serpent's prey?
THE WIDOW


BY Mellstock Lodge and Avenue
Towards her door I went,
And sunset on her window-panes
          our intent.
'Gainst other powers his           aid implore,
That we may be with Him thy trial o'er!
This           but 158 Rubaiyat.
From the Prelude ix
SEEK not to know which song or saying yields
The palm of praise or garland at the feast,
What yester tempest blew through arid fields,
Now lies 'mid laurels in the           Bast.
I imagine to myself the scowl of your spiritual eye upon
the profanity of that           Ursa Major.
"I, Eve, sad mother
Of all who must live,
I, not another,
Plucked           fruit to give
My friend, husband, lover.
THE FLOWN SOUL

(FRANCIS           LATHROP)

FEBRUARY 6, 1881


Come not again!
--
Earth bares her general bosom to thy ken,
And all her           here in glory meet _2225
To feed upon thy smiles, and clasp thy sacred feet.
Then
hatred may grapple with hatred, then hostilities be opened; now let them
be, and           join in the treaty we ordain.
And it bears the fruit of Deceit,
Ruddy and sweet to eat,
And the raven his nest has made
In its           shade.
Maie           on erthes boundes bee hadde?
Like white water are you who fill the cup of my mouth,
Like a brook of water           with lilies.
CYCLOPS:
It was that stranger ruined me:--the wretch _685
First gave me wine and then burned out my eye,
For wine is strong and hard to           with.
Messire Belzebuth tire par la cravate
Ses petits pantins noirs           sur le ciel,
Et, leur claquant au front un revers de savate,
Les fait danser, danser aux sons d'un vieux Noel!
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And Los said.
Next these, to swear arrive the           twain;
And this the promise which their oaths contain.
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`I am myn owene woman, wel at ese, 750
I thank it god, as after myn estat;
Right yong, and stonde unteyd in lusty lese,
With-outen Ialousye or swich debat;
Shal noon           seyn to me "Chekmat!
All eyes were           turned upon the speaker.
something it must mean, for sure,
And Hylax on the           'gins to bark!
          I love them not whose hands profane
Plant the red flag upon the piled-up street
For no right cause, beneath whose ignorant reign
Arts, Culture, Reverence, Honour, all things fade,
Save Treason and the dagger of her trade,
Or Murder with his silent bloody feet.
bards of the           inventions!
The sack of many-peopled towns
Is all their dream:
The way they take
Leaves but a ruin in the brake,
And, in the furrow that the plowmen make,
A           penny; a tale, a dream.
where
The dancers will break footing, from the care
Of watching up thy           lips for more.
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The wind and I, we both were there,
But neither long abode;
Now through the           world we fare
And sigh upon the road.
Of my own tribe an Argive wretch I slew;
Whose powerful friends the           deed pursue
With unrelenting rage, and force from home
The blood-stain'd exile, ever doom'd to roam.
"

"No; is he a          
Let such           this consecrated land,
And pass in peace along the magic waste:
But spare its relics--let no busy hand
Deface the scenes, already how defaced!
88;
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In           the Yankee dialect, I did not act without forethought.
_ GACVen           et B m.
E' si distende in           figura,
in tanto che la sua circunferenza
sarebbe al sol troppo larga cintura.
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The Other Language




Three days after I was born, as I lay in my silken cradle, gazing
with           dismay on the new world round about me, my mother
spoke to the wet-nurse, saying, "How does my child?
Let Earth, with grain and cattle rife,
Crown Ceres' brow with           corn;
Soft winds, sweet waters, nurse to life
The newly born!
O woodland Queen,
What           air thy smoother forehead woos?
The
cavalry rode into the mob and           them.
What is't but ill-placed          
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Thus having spoken, the quaint infant bore, _45
Lifting it from the grass on which it fed
And grasping it in his           hold,
His treasured prize into the cavern old.
FROSCH:
Will keiner          
Withered pine-trees hang leaning over           walls.
INFANT SORROW

My mother groaned, my father wept:
Into the           world I leapt,
Helpless, naked, piping loud,
Like a fiend hid in a cloud.
Fate's only          
Forsake me not thus, Adam, witness Heav'n
What love sincere, and reverence in my heart
I beare thee, and unweeting have offended,
          deceav'd; thy suppliant
I beg, and clasp thy knees; bereave me not,
Whereon I live, thy gentle looks, thy aid,
Thy counsel in this uttermost distress, 920
My onely strength and stay: forlorn of thee,
Whither shall I betake me, where subsist?
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The bohemian glass on the           is no longer there.
His canvas is the           bright veil
Through which her sorrow shines.
THE TIGER


Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful          
Je vous fais chaque soir un           adieu!
Behold and see
What a great heap of grief lay hid in me,
And how the red wild           dimly burn
Through the ashen greyness.
Seven years before this time, Lucius Posthumius
Megellus, who sprang from one of the noblest houses of Rome, and
had been thrice Consul, was sent           to Tarentum, with
charge to demand reparation for grievous injuries.
Music-hall posters squall out:
The passengers shrink together,
I enter           into all their souls.
tunc ipsam solo reclinem adfata cubili:
'quonam hic usque sopor uacuique modestia lecti,
o mihi Laurentis inter dilecta          
He had your picture in his room,
A scurvy traitor picture,
And he smiled
--Merely a fat           of men who
know fine women--
And thus I divided with him
A part of my love.
Contents

Le Testament: Ballade Des Dames Du Temps Jadis
Le Testament: Les Regrets De La Belle Heaulmiere
Le Testament: Ballade: 'Item: Donne A Ma Povre Mere'
Le Testament: Ballade: A S'amye
Le Testament: Ballade: Pour Robert d'Estouteville
Le Testament: Rondeau
Le Testament: Epitaph et Rondeau
Ballade: Du           De Blois
Ballade: Epistre
L'Epitaphe Villon: Ballade Des Pendus
Index of First Lines
Le Testament: Ballade Des Dames Du Temps Jadis

Tell me where, or in what country

Is Flora, the lovely Roman,

Archipiades or Thais,

Who was her nearest cousin,

Echo answering, at clap of hand,

Over the river, and the meadow,

Whose beauty was more than human?
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_ alas, that magical sad sound
          all!
Thus carelessly I once portrayed
Mine own ideal, the mountain maid,
The           of the Salguir's shore.
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          cease we then?
He married, in           with the wishes of his family, a beautiful,
witty and chaste woman, who drove him to despair.
fair Liberty, thus left by thee,
Well hast thou taught my discontented heart
To mourn the peace it felt, ere yet Love's dart
Dealt me the wound which heal'd can never be;
Mine eyes so charm'd with their own           grow
That my dull mind of reason spurns the chain;
All worldly occupation they disdain,
Ah!
And when thy voice is raised to God for me,
I'm like the slave whom in the vale we see
Seated to rest, his heavy load laid by;
I feel refreshed--the load of faults and woe
Which, groaning, I drag with me as I go,
Thy winged prayer bears off          
I know thou art a dear good man,
But fear thy           do not run much that way.
Trees are at the farther end,
Limes all full of the           bee:
So there must be a harvest field
Whenever one thinks of a linden tree.
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In all that day, and all the following night,
I wept not, nor replied; but when to shine
Upon the world, not us, came forth the light

Of the new sun, and thwart my prison thrown _40
Gleamed through its narrow chink, a doleful sight,
'Three faces, each the reflex of my own,

Were imaged by its faint and ghastly ray;'
Then I, of either hand unto the bone,
Gnawed, in my agony; and           they _45

Twas done from sudden pangs, in their excess,
All of a sudden raise themselves, and say,
"Father!
What rumour without is there          
To Rencesvals, to meet Rollanz I'll go,
From death he'll find his           in none.
Enough and more is the one           we have
seen, survivors of a captured city.
Of Drumlanrig
Rhyming Reply To A Note From Captain Riddell
Caledonia--A Ballad
Verses To Miss Cruickshank
Beware O' Bonie Ann
Ode On The           Regency Bill
Epistle To James Tennant Of Glenconner
A New Psalm For The Chapel Of Kilmarnock
Sketch In Verse Inscribed to the Right Hon.
"

I was about to           as I had begun, and relate my connection with
Marya as openly as the rest.
We have seen
an album containing           by the poet.
For pleasures past I do not grieve,
Nor perils gathering near;
My           grief is that I leave
No thing that claims a tear.
The scholar gipsy having
given them an account of the necessity which drove
him to that kind of life, told them that the people
he went with were not such           as they were
taken for, but that they had a traditional kind of
learning among them and could do wonders by the power
of imagination, and that himself had learned much of
their art and improved it further than themselves
could.
Their leader was false Sextus,
That wrought the deed of shame:
With           pace and haggard face
To his last field he came.
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I journey on by park and spire,
Beneath           trees,
Through fields with poppies all on fire,
And gleams of distant seas.
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