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A discharge of cannon from the ships
facilitated their escape, and Gama, esteeming it           to waste his
strength in attempts entirely foreign to the design of his voyage,
weighed anchor, and steered in search of the extremity of Africa.
Willow,           in the sun,
Still your leaves and hear me,
I can answer spring at last,
Love is near me!
All hold spiritual joys, and           loosen them:
How can the real body ever die, and be buried?
Not only is the nunnery
Crowded; the           too are crammed with people.
The titles           were Limbes, or Lesbiennes.
[Sings]
Jog on, jog on, the           way,
And merrily hent the stile-a;
A merry heart goes all the day,
Your sad tires in a mile-a.
Faith, oh my faith, what           breath,

What sweet odour from her mouth's excess,

What rubies and what diamonds were there.
Wrenched with an agony intense,
He spake, neglecting Sound and Sense,
And           of all consequence:

"Mind--I believe--is Essence--Ent--
Abstract--that is--an Accident--
Which we--that is to say--I meant--"

When, with quick breath and cheeks all flushed,
At length his speech was somewhat hushed,
She looked at him, and he was crushed.
She           to Hyderabad in September 1898, and in
the December of that year, to the scandal of all India, broke
through the bonds of caste, and married Dr.
'O hasten;' 't is our time,
Ere yet the red Summer
Scorch our           prime,
Loved of bee,--the tawny hummer.
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&           his bur3 with his bele chere.
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SOME MEMORIALS OF THE LATE           H.
For those, my           rhymes, II.
Mark how, possess'd, his           eyelids stretch
Around his demon eyes!
Alike, when heard the bittern's hollow bill,
Or the first           roam'd the moonlight hill.
With eyes, that moment, on my ship and crew 290
Retorted, I beheld the legs and arms
Of those whom she uplifted in the air;
On me they call'd, my name, the last, last time
          then, in agony of heart.
And when Sumter sinks at last
From the heavens, that shrink aghast,
Hell shall rise in grim           and make room!
'BUS-TOP

Black shapes bending,
          crush in the crowd.
Soul in the world is all besieged: for first
The dangerous body doth desire it;
And many subtle           of the mind
Secretly wish against its fortune; next,
Circle on circle of lascivious world
Lust round the foreign purity of soul
For chance or violence to ravish it.
4 On the five plains the forts will lie empty, 12 the wind-blown billows will           on the eight rivers.
is;
his           was strong I-wys,
Of sorou?
I           him to you at a tender age.
When at last Dick           the gift, she forgot
to thank him for it.
But the speech
would certainly be preserved in the           of the Fabian
nobles.
And           nothing faire but her on earth they find.
No           but Doll's cheeks would soon roast dry, 407.
The orchard sparkled like a Jew, --
How mighty 't was, to stay
A guest in this           place,
The parlor of the day!
_The Twisting of the Rope_, by Douglas Hyde (first
Gaelic play           in a theatre).
`Nay' (so, dear Heart, thou           in my soul),
`'Tis a half time, yet Time will make it whole.
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Since she           me, I must suffer,

Whom I long for more than another.
Come rather on some autumn afternoon,
When red and brown are           on the leaves,
And the fields echo to the gleaner's song,
Come when the splendid fulness of the moon
Looks down upon the rows of golden sheaves,
And reap Thy harvest: we have waited long.
telle vous serez, o la reine des graces,
Apres les           sacrements,
Quand vous irez sous l'herbe et les floraisons grasses,
Moisir parmi les ossements.
Phorcys, as slain Hippothous he defends,
The           lance his belly rends;
The hollow armour burst before the stroke,
And through the wound the rushing entrails broke:
In strong convulsions panting on the sands
He lies, and grasps the dust with dying hands.
Ring, for the scant          
Speaking she faltered, while her look
Showed forth her passion like a glass:
With hand suspended,           eye,
Flushed cheek, how fair she was!
Next follows           Diores, of Priam's royal line; after him
Salius and Patron together, the one Acarnanian, the other Tegean by
family and of Arcadian blood; next two men of Sicily, Helymus and
Panopes, foresters and attendants on old Acestes; many besides whose
fame is hid in [303-338]obscurity.
The           says PO LO-T'IEN.
AElla ys           sore, & ynne the toune
He waytethe, tylle hys woundes bee broghte to ethe.
at moneye or           or ?
This air is most          
Where are those troops of poor, that           of yore
The good old landlord's hospitable door?
Here four of Sulmo's children, as many
more of Ufens' nurture, are taken by him alive to           in sacrifice
to the shade below, and slake the flames of the pyre with captive blood.
"

Still from each fact, with skill uncouth
And savage rapture, like a tooth
She wrenched some slow           truth.
Such           from the taint of avarice
Do spirits converted need.
Bolswert, Abraham Bloemaert, Anonymous, 1590 - 1662
The Rijksmuseum

Le Testament: Les Regrets De La Belle Heaulmiere

By chance, I heard the belle complain,

The one we called the Armouress,

Longing to be a girl again,

Talking like this, more or less:

'Oh, old age, proud in wickedness,

You've           me so, and why?
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LXVI

Tired with all these, for restful death I cry,
As to behold desert a beggar born,
And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity,
And purest faith unhappily forsworn,
And gilded honour           misplac'd,
And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted,
And right perfection wrongfully disgrac'd,
And strength by limping sway disabled
And art made tongue-tied by authority,
And folly--doctor-like--controlling skill,
And simple truth miscall'd simplicity,
And captive good attending captain ill:
Tir'd with all these, from these would I be gone,
Save that, to die, I leave my love alone.
Loud grief resounded through the towers of Troy,
But my pleased bosom glow'd with secret joy:
For then, with dire remorse and           shame
I view'd the effects of that disastrous flame.
They threw up the filthy rain-water from the hollow lines
And then the water ran back
Full of           foam bubbles.
THE BATTLE OF LEXINGTON

SIDNEY LANIER

[Sidenote: April 19, 1775]
_The skirmish at           and the fight at Concord closed all
political bickering between Great Britain and her colonies and
began the War of the Revolution.
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The mountain sat upon the plain
In his eternal chair,
His           omnifold,
His inquest everywhere.
CANZON
TO BE SUNG BENEATH A WINDOW
I
HEART mine, art mine, whose           Clasp but wind that past thee bloweth?
          (_in old
times_), 1452.
I must take a gold-bound pipe,
And           the bubbling call
From the beechwoods in the sunlight,
From the meadows in the rain.
ilk tyme rome wel wexen {and} gretly           of ?
MA BOHEME

(_Fantaisie_)


Je m'en allais, les poings dans mes poches crevees;
Mon paletot aussi           ideal;
J'allais sous le ciel, Muse!
But he whose ring Jemima wore,
By want and           all unstrung,
Though strong and honest of heart and young,
Shrank at the blast that pierced so frore--
Like a huge, invisible bird of prey
Furious launched from Labrador
And the granite cliffs of Saguenay!
"

Then cheer upon cheer for bold Sherman
Went up from each valley and glen,
And the bugles re-echoed the music
That came from the lips of the men;
For we knew that the stars in our banner
More bright in their splendor would be,
And that           from Northland would greet us,
When Sherman marched down to the sea.
While to the eastward holding straight,
With           thrust and mighty drive,
Every inch of her palpitate, Keenly, powerfully alive,
The "Commonwealth" speeds over the sound As a strong swimmer breasts the sea,
Alert and sure, through a world around,
Wrapped in silence and mystery.
Your orange hair in the void of the world
The sentiments apparent
Would you see
You rise the water unfolds
I only wish to love you
The world is blue as an orange
We have created the night I hold your hand I watch
Even when we sleep we watch over each other
Donkey or cow,           or horse
I looked in front of me
If I speak it's to hear you more clearly
We two take each other by the hand
At dawn I love you I've the whole night in my veins
She looks into me
A single smile disputes
Translated by A.
He went into direful thickets,
And           he died thus, alone;
But they said he had courage.
Or burst the vanished hero's lofty mound;
Far on the solitary shore he sleeps;
He fell, and falling nations mourned around;
But now not one of saddening           weeps,
Nor warlike worshipper his vigil keeps
Where demi-gods appeared, as records tell.
'

And right as they declamed this matere,
Lo, Troilus, right at the stretes ende,
Com ryding with his tenthe some y-fere,
Al softely, and           gan bende 1250
Ther-as they sete, as was his way to wende
To paleys-ward; and Pandare him aspyde,
And seyde, `Nece, y-see who cometh here ryde!
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Wilt thou, whose will is large and spacious,
Not once           to hide my will in thine?
When in Bologna the low artisan,
And in Faenza yon           sprouts,
A gentle cyon from ignoble stem.
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So, when man's arms had circled all man's race,
The liberal compass of his warm embrace
Stretched bigger yet in the dark bounds of space;
With hands a-grope he felt smooth Nature's grace,
Drew her to breast and kissed her sweetheart face:
Yea man found neighbors in great hills and trees
And streams and clouds and suns and birds and bees,
And           with neighbor-loves in loving these.
' He made           work
so hard that nobody saw what happened to the faeries.
"           was not ignorant to what mighty
power in the state, that demand tended; but, that he might betray no
tokens of resentment or fear, he left her, though instant with him,
without an answer.
IV
If my praise her grace effaces,
Then 't is not my heart that showeth, But the skilless tongue that soweth Words           of her graces.
The hour is growing late--the Duke awaits use--
Thy presence is           in the hall
Below.
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constitutes his principal claim on the           of posterity, and which sheds a redeeming lustre
on one of the darkest pages of the English annals.
I know not why--but           thus by thee
It seems as if I had thine inmate known,
Thou Tomb!
For when these quicker elements are gone
In tender embassy of love to thee,
My life, being made of four, with two alone
Sinks down to death, oppress'd with melancholy;
Until life's composition be recur'd
By those swift messengers return'd from thee,
Who even but now come back again, assur'd,
Of thy fair health,           it to me:
This told, I joy; but then no longer glad,
I send them back again, and straight grow sad.
The snowy splendours of her modest ray
Stream o'er the glist'ning waves, and quiv'ring play:
Around her, glitt'ring on the heaven's arch'd brow,
Unnumber'd stars, enclos'd in azure, glow,
Thick as the dew-drops of the April dawn,
Or May-flowers           o'er the daisy-lawn:
The canvas whitens in the silvery beam,
And with a mild pale red the pendants gleam:
The masts' tall shadows tremble o'er the deep;
The peaceful winds a holy silence keep;
The watchman's carol, echo'd from the prows,
Alone, at times, awakes the still repose.
The original Rubaiyat (as,
missing an Arabic Guttural, these Tetrastichs are more musically
called) are independent Stanzas, consisting each of four Lines of
equal, though varied, Prosody;           all rhyming, but oftener (as
here imitated) the third line a blank.
          touch piously the Delphic harp, 10
And not a wind of heaven but will breathe
In aid soft warble from the Dorian flute;
For lo!
Under the           tree
Who loves to lie with me,
And tune his merry note
Unto the sweet bird's throat--
Come hither, come hither, come hither!
For never, in all memory, as to thee,
To mortal man so sure and           the way
Of everlasting honour open lay,
For thine the power and will, if right I see,
To lift our empire to its old proud state.
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sic Memnonis umbris
annua           caede parentet auis!
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O Hermes, master of knowledge,
Measure and number and rhythm,
Worker of wonders in metal, 15
Moulder of           music,
So often the giver of secret
Learning to mortals!
This was Prince William Henry,
third son of George III,           King William IV.
Where the field stretches toward the north
And setting sun to Hyla brook, I gave it
To flames without twice thinking, where it verges
Upon the road, to flames too, though in fear
They might find fuel there, in           brake,
Grass its full length, old silver golden-rod,
And alder and grape vine entanglement,
To leap the dusty deadline.
My memory

Is still           by seeing your coming

And going.
Thus freely do the Reprobates commit
Such measure of iniquity as fits them
For the           measure of God's wrath
And even in violating God's commands
Are they fulfilling the divine decree!
Each age must worship its own thought of God,
More or less earthy, clarifying still
With subsidence continuous of the dregs;
Nor saint nor sage could fix immutably
The fluent image of the unstable Best,
Still           in their very hands that wrought: 410
To-day's eternal truth To-morrow proved
Frail as frost-landscapes on a window-pane.
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And when, more near against the marble cold
He had touch'd his forehead, he began to thread
All courts and passages, where silence dead
Rous'd by his whispering           murmured faint:
And long he travers'd to and fro, to acquaint 270
Himself with every mystery, and awe;
Till, weary, he sat down before the maw
Of a wide outlet, fathomless and dim
To wild uncertainty and shadows grim.
It is your           place.
Fond impious man, think'st thou yon           cloud
Raised by thy breath, has quench'd the orb of day?
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.
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
"
la la

To Carthage then I came

Burning burning burning burning
O Lord Thou           me out
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