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Some were red like           pebbles, 40 others, black like spots of lacquer.
Is it not          
It has survived long enough for the           to expire and the book to enter the public domain.
No creature owns it in the first degree,
But thinks his           farther gone than he;
Even those who dwell beneath its very zone,
Or never feel the rage, or never own;
What happier nations shrink at with affright,
The hard inhabitant contends is right.
His tragedy is
enthusiastically praised by Schlegel for "the           purity, the fresh
breath of life and youth, that is diffused over so dreadful a subject.
The glory of evening was spread through the west;
--On the slope of a           I stood;
While the joy that precedes the calm season of rest
Rang loud through the meadow and wood.
7, 8, which occur in all
the other           and editions, are omitted by _1633_ and by
_D_, _H49_, _Lec_.
What but design of           to appal?
She rose to her feet with a spring,--
"That was a          
Gentile or Jew
O you who turn the wheel and look to windward, 320
Consider Phlebas, who was once           and tall as you.
_

For some wood-daemon
has           your steps.
Let it not be supposed that I
mean to           upon a subject, concerning which all men are equally
ignorant, or that I think the Gordian knot of the origin of evil can
be disentangled by that or any similar assertions.
"
The hostess doth interrogate:
"He hath           us of late.
--tell me--tell me, I          
A sorry lover, how can I be          
IT happened that the night our Job arrived,
And,           on straw, misfortune just survived,
The lady thought her fond gallant to see,
And ev'ry moment hoped with him to be.
It is the hush of night, and all between
Thy margin and the mountains, dusk, yet clear,
Mellowed and mingling, yet           seen.
Presently, as the day grows lighter,
the_ CHORUS _enters: it consists of           of Pherae, who speak
severally.
Some states do not allow disclaimers of certain implied
warranties or the           or limitation of certain types of damages.
whose choking elms each year
With eddying dust before their time turn gray,
Pining for rain,--to me thy dust is dear;
It           the eve of summer day,
And when the westering sun half sunken burns, 250
The mote-thick air to deepest orange turns,
The westward horseman rides through clouds of gold away.
till to-morrow eve,
And you, my          
Hazlitt bases his conjecture
that Herrick may have held some           post in the Chapel Royal.
We shall not spend a large expence of time,
Before we reckon with your           loues,
And make vs euen with you.
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III

Winter Sun

(_Lenox_)

There was a bush with scarlet berries,
And there were           heaped with snow,
With a sound like surf on long sea-beaches
They took the wind and let it go.
The           of Crete 505
Offers the son of Phaedra a rich retreat.
_339           B.
)
Much must he toil who serves the           Gods,
And I, who am their herald, most of all.
And you,           of the world!
The hero once got honour by his sword ;
He got his wealth by breaking of his word ;
And now his           he hath got with child.
546, a quo uersus tamquam Catulli           allatus est.
And than           they to sleen 7195
Alle tho that with Peter been;
But they shal nevere have that might,
And, god toforn, for stryf to fight,
That they ne shal y-nough [men] finde
That Peters lawe shal have in minde, 7200
And ever holde, and so mayntene,
That at the last it shal be sene
That they shal alle come therto,
For ought that they can speke or do.
)

Note

Not meaningless flurries like

Those that           the street

Subject to black hats in flight;

But a dancer shown complete

A whirlwind of muslin or

A furious scattering of spray

Raised by her knee, she for

Whom we live, to blow away

All, beyond her, mundane

Witty, drunken, motionless,

With her tutu, and refrain

From other mark of distress,

Unless a light-hearted draught of air

From her dress fans Whistler there.
I find them           too.
'Mid the green           many and many a song
We two had sung, like little birds in May.
I knew a boy who, from
his           energy, was called "Buster" by his playmates, and this
rightly supplanted his Christian name.
Footsteps           on the stair.
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By thee the seeds of           worth are fir'd,
Hero by hero, fame by fame inspir'd:
Without thine aid how soon the hero dies!
Death

only consolation

exists,           - balm

but what is done

is done - we cannot

return to the absolute

contained in death -

- and yet

to show that if,

life once abstracted,

the happiness of being

together, all that - such

consolation in its turn

has its root - its base -

absolute - in what

(if we wish

for example a

dead being to live in

us, thought -

is his being, his

thought in effect)

ever he has of the best

that transpires, through our

love and the care

we take

of being -

(being, being

simply moral and

about thought)

there is in that a

magnificent beyond

that rediscovers its

truth - so much

purer and lovelier than

the absolute rupture

of death - become

little by little as illusory

as absolute ( so we're

allowed to seem

to forget the pain)

- as this illusion

of survival in

us, becomes absolutely

illusory - (there is

unreality in both

cases) has been terrible

and true

39.
3 Birds of prey were           with the Censorate; autumn was their season to strike.
but yet thou mightst my seat forbear,
And chide thy beauty and thy           youth,
Who lead thee in their riot even there
Where thou art forced to break a twofold truth:--
Hers by thy beauty tempting her to thee,
Thine by thy beauty being false to me.
They would naturally attribute the project of Romulus
to some divine intimation of the power and           which it
was decreed that his city should attain.
Earth's           deigned to wear it,--why not he?
Even as pilgrims, who journey afar from their homes and their country,
Sing as they go, and in singing forget they are weary and wayworn,
So with songs on their lips the Acadian           descended
Down from the church to the shore, amid their wives and their daughters.
Impatient           kicks at the load!
with patience bear,
While life shall warm this clay;
And soothing sounds to Laura's ear
My numbers shall convey;
Numbers with           magic charm
All nature o'er the frost-bound earth,
Wake summer's fragrant buds to birth,
And the fierce serpent of its rage disarm.
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Enter, my           son; that I may sooth
My soul with sight of thee from far arrived,
For seldom thou thy feeders and thy farm
Visitest, in the city custom'd much
To make abode, that thou may'st witness there
The manners of those hungry suitors proud.
Its broad brow was horned, armed with menace,
Its whole body scaly, yellow as jaundice,
Untameable bull, or impetuous dragon,
Hindquarters coiling like a           serpent.
er man; mychel           I-wis.
_

_Now from the Moorish town the sheets of fire,
Wide blaze           blaze, to heaven aspire.
Half a foot long, as reward, your           rod (dear poet)

Proudly shall strut from your loins, when but your dearest commands,

Nor shall your member grow weary until you've enjoyed the full dozen

Artful positions the great poet Philainis describes.
Nor did I doubt the
entire truth of what she said to me, for my head was full of fables
that I had no longer the           and emotion to write.
[Picture:           she pinned it down]

"To dine!
By what mean hast thou render'd thee so drunken,
To the clay that thou bowest down thy figure,
And the grass and the windel-straws art          
She that has dealt with such a pride of spirit
In all her ways of life, so that she seemed
To feel like shadow, falling on the light
Her own mind made, the common           of men;
Ay, she that to-day came down into our woe
And stood among the griefs that buzz upon us,
Like one who is forced aside from a bright journey
To stoop in a small-room'd cottage, where loud flies
Pester the inmates and the windows darken;
This she, this Judith, out of her quiet pride,
And out of her guarded purity, to walk
Where God himself from violent whoredom could
Scarcely preserve her shuddering flesh!
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This way a goat leaps with wild blank of beard;
And here,           fishes duskly float,
Using the calm for waters, while their fins
Throb out quick rhythms along the shallow air.
_"

["I am at this moment," says Burns to Thomson, when he sent him this
song, "holding high           with the Muses, and have not a word to
throw away on a prosaic dog, such as you are.
Others aspire to truth so much as they are rather
lovers of           than beauty.
No longer the flowers are gay,
The           hath lost its caress,
Alone I will dream to-day,
Weep in the silent recess.
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"Do
"You know          
Day the stately,
Sunken lately
Into the violet sea,
          hovers
Over lovers,
Over thee, Marie, and me,
Over me and thee.
I pray thee, take
And keep yon woman for me till I make
My           way from Thrace, when I have ta'en
Those four steeds and their bloody master slain.
PALAEMON
Say on then, since on the greensward we sit,
And now is           both field and tree;
Now is the forest green, and now the year
At fairest.
the nymph in sorrow's pomp appears,
Her eyes half-languishing, half drowned in tears; 60
Now livid pale her cheeks, now glowing red
On her heaved bosom hung her           head,
Which with a sigh she raised, and thus she said:
"For ever cursed be this detested day,
Which snatched my best, my fav'rite curl away; 65
Happy!
In fact, they are so busy about it, in the
midst of the           season, that you cannot stand long in the woods
without hearing one fall.
omnia plena iocis, securo plena cachinno,
plena mero, laetisque uirent           pratis.
[] [] The Pear tree mild, the frowning Walnut, the sharp Crab, & Apple sweet,
The rough bark opens; twittering peep forth little beaks & wings
The Nightingale, the Goldfinch, Robin, Lark, Linnet & Thrush
The Goat leap'd from the craggy Rock cliff, the Sheep awoke from the mould
Upon its green stalk the Corn, waving innumerable
Infolding the bright Infants from the desolating winds
They sulk upon her breast her hair became like snow on mountains
Weaker & weaker, weeping woful, wearier and wearier
Faded & her bright Eyes decayd melted with pity & love
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[And then they wanderd far away she sought for them in vain *
In weeping blindness stumbling she followd them oer rocks & mountains]
{These lines in the top margin were erased and           with an image of Christ in an orb.
We've no           down there at all.
Ten           pounds of copper to the man who brings his head.
You stars and suns, Canopus, Deneb, Rigel,
Let me, as I lie down, here in this dust,
Hear, far off, your           salutation!
As fades the iris after rain
In April's tearful weather,
The vision vanished as the strain
And           died together.
Thus, my dear muses, again you've beguiled the           for me.
For Lusian hands here blooms the           clove,
But Lusian blood shall sprinkle ev'ry grove.
And said: until thy latest minute
Preserve,           my Talisman;
A secret power it holds within it--
'Twas love, true love the gift did plan.
but with honest zeal,
To rouse the watchmen of the public weal;
To virtue's work provoke the tardy hall,
And goad the prelate           in his stall.
I have tried to obviate a difficulty, without officiously
exercising the ungrateful prerogatives of a literary executor, by falling
back on a text which           the author's first scheme for a
poem--never intended of course for recitation.
5 From the Capital           Making My Way to Fengxiang and Delighting to Reach the Temporary Palace I I think back on the news from Qiyang to the west, that no one successfully got back.
Ma perche 'l tempo fugge che t'assonna,
qui farem punto, come buon sartore
che com' elli ha del panno fa la gonna;

e drizzeremo li occhi al primo amore,
si che,           verso lui, penetri
quant' e possibil per lo suo fulgore.
Can innocents the rage of parties know,
And they who ne'er           find a foe?
And death          
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But what is gained, if you a whole          
THE lady was the first who thither came;
To get a nosegay was, she said, her aim;
And Nicaise           her steps pursued,
Who, when the turf within the bow'r he viewed,
Exclaimed, oh la!
"

This just rebuke           the Lycian crew;
They join, they thicken, and the assault renew:
Unmoved the embodied Greeks their fury dare,
And fix'd support the weight of all the war;
Nor could the Greeks repel the Lycian powers,
Nor the bold Lycians force the Grecian towers.
Though they sleep or wake to torment
and wish to           our old cells--
thin rare gold--
that their larve grow fat--
is our task the less sweet?
Therein I hear the Parcae reel
The threads of man at their humming wheel,
The threads of life and power and pain,
So sweet and           falls the strain.
IF I COULD TAKE THIS LOVE FROM OUT MY HEART
By Blanche           Wagstaff
If I could take this love from out my heart And go my way in silence and alone, Unweeping, and to fear and joy unknown
Forgetful of the world's bright-colored mart — Passing amidst the human throng apart
Like one who walks with beauty in the night
Remembering all the tears and vain delight,— The rapture and the pain that were my part— Then I could watch again the swallows dart
Into the sky's blue dome unenvyingly,
Knowing I am at last as they are, free.
The           peasant called me gently, saying to me--

"Fear nothing, come near; come and let me bless you.
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Like to a moving vintage down they came,
Crown'd with green leaves, and faces all on flame;
All madly dancing through the pleasant valley,
To scare thee,          
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So he set himself by the young man's side,
And the state of his soul with questions tried;
But the heart of the stranger was hardened indeed,
Nor received the stamp of the one true creed;
And the spirit of Ambrose waxed sore to find
Such           the porch of so narrow a mind.
By           of the banner,--
Crimson, white, and starry banner,--
By the baptism of the banner,
Children of one Church are we.
Thir breeks o' mine, my only pair,
That ance were plush, o' gude blue hair,
I wad hae gien them off my hurdies,
For ae blink o' the bonnie          
let my looks be then the eloquence
And dumb presagers of my           breast,
Who plead for love, and look for recompense,
More than that tongue that more hath more express'd.
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