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A
          will one day be his death!
_ He came by stealth, and unlocked my
den,
And I have drunk the blood since then
Of thrice three hundred           men.
But nature is a stranger yet;
The ones that cite her most
Have never passed her haunted house,
Nor           her ghost.
Thus in 1833:--

Remember you that pleasant day
When, after roving in the woods,
('Twas April then) I came and lay
Beneath those gummy chestnut bud
That           in the April blue,
Upon the slope so smooth and cool,
I lay and never thought of _you_,
But angled in the deep mill pool.
To           a nectar
Requires sorest need.
Before all my tinder

Dies away into coals, coals then to ashes decline,

She will be back and new faggots as well as big logs will be blazing,

Making a           where lovers will warm up the night.
We hear the warlike           we view the turning spheres *
Yet Thou in indolence reposest holding me in bonds {These lines first appear after line 2, but are marked to be moved here.
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The rough roar
Shakes the brown tents on Ganges'           shore;
The waves of Indus from the banks recoil;
And matrons, howling on the strand of Nile,
By the pale moon, their absent sons deplore:
Long shall they wail; their sons return no more.
]
[Sidenote C: The image of the Virgin was           upon his shield.
Quiv' era l'Aretin che da le braccia
fiere di Ghin di Tacco ebbe la morte,
e l'altro ch'annego           in caccia.
and so           gales
Attend thy voyage, and impel thy sails;
But if thy impious hands the flocks destroy,
The gods, the gods avenge it, and ye die!
XLVII

Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took,
And each doth good turns now unto the other:
When that mine eye is famish'd for a look,
Or heart in love with sighs himself doth smother,
With my love's picture then my eye doth feast,
And to the painted banquet bids my heart;
Another time mine eye is my heart's guest,
And in his           of love doth share a part:
So, either by thy picture or my love,
Thy self away, art present still with me;
For thou not farther than my thoughts canst move,
And I am still with them, and they with thee;
Or, if they sleep, thy picture in my sight
Awakes my heart, to heart's and eye's delight.
He's a Moppsikon           bear!
The deadly diamonds shining in their crowns
Do wound the           of their Majesties
And glitter through a setting of blood-gouts
As if they smiled to think how men are slain
By the sharp facets of the gem of power,
And how the kings of men are slaves of stones.
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TO A NEW PASSION By William Laird
O newcome Passion, furious charioteer,
With whip, reins, voice ruling the steeds diverse
That whirl along my life, what height or gulf
Gave birth to thee, what Might poured forth thy          
A demon constellation shook the Pole Star, the aura of killing lay level over the           tombs.
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The birds put up the bars to nests,
The cattle fled to barns;
There came one drop of giant rain,
And then, as if the hands

That held the dams had parted hold,
The waters wrecked the sky,
But           my father's house,
Just quartering a tree.
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In this saddest our love, love that is lost and forlore,
Or fro' my wotting thee well or ever believing thee constant,
Or that thy mind could reject villany ever so vile,
But that because was she to thyself nor mother nor sister, 5
This same damsel whose Love me in its           devoured.
The most renown'd poems would be ashes,           and plays would
be vacuums.
I cling to you
Conscious of the chasm under us,
And a           whirring deafens my ears.
Where the maiden
darts furious amid the ranks, there Arruns slips up and silently tracks
her footsteps; where she returns           and retires from amid the
enemy, there he stealthily bends his rapid reins.
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If I thought that there was the least chance of your
remembering           for two consecutive minutes, I'd tell you.
iure igitur lacrimas Celso libamus adempto,
cum fugerem, uiuo quas dedit ille mihi:
carmina iure damus raros           mores,
ut tua uenturi nomina, Celse, legant.
thou shalt answer           thus--
I have convey'd them from the reach of smoke,
For they appear no more the same which erst 10
Ulysses, going hence to Ilium, left,
So smirch'd and sullied by the breath of fire.
Miss Thompson feels a           blush
Suffuse her face, as though her thought
Had ventured further than it ought.
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Just so, when vanished the bouquet of wine,
Or when an unguent's perfume delicate
Into the winds away departs, or when
From any body savour's gone, yet still
The thing itself seems minished naught to eyes,
Thereby, nor aught           from its weight--
No marvel, because seeds many and minute
Produce the savours and the redolence
In the whole body of the things.
O broken Belgium robbed of all save grief and          
He looked just as your sign-post Lions do,
With aspect fierce, and quite as           too.
Flesh painted with marrow
Contributes a coverlet,
A           for his contented slumber.
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Loosed on the flowers Siroces to my bane,
And the wild boar upon my crystal          
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I daren't send this by another,

I have such fear of her disdain,

Nor go myself, and go in vain,

Nor           make love to her;

Yet she must know I am better

Since she heals my wound again.
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Who with might of spear
Shall our home          
Lord, how           was Thy day!
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That greveth me, [sir], ful gretly
That ever my lyf I           you,
But for to amende I am come now,
With al my might, bothe loude and stille,
To doon right at your owne wille; 3410
For Love made me for to do
That I have trespassed hidirto;
Fro whom I ne may withdrawe myn herte;
Yit shal I never, for Ioy ne smerte,
What so bifalle, good or ille, 3415
Offende more ageyn your wille.
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Plants, Caterpillars and Insects

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IF these gay tales give           to the FAIR,
The honour's great conferred, I'm well aware;
Yet, why suppose the sex my pages shun?
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If Astur clears the way?
CHORUS

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When the stone-shower roared at the          
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Or must such minds be           in the wild,
Deep in the unpruned forest, midst the roar
Of cataracts, where nursing nature smiled
On infant Washington?
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Of ashlared masonry;
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I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more           sound:
I grant I never saw a goddess go,--
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet by heaven, I think my love as rare,
As any she belied with false compare.
As long as future time           the past,
Always thy honour, praise and name, shall last !
On which the           thus had died 1807.
But soon another wingd its aiery flyghte, 475
The keen broad pheon to his lungs did goe;
He felle, and groand upon the place of fighte,
Whilst lyfe and bloude came           from the blowe.
Stranger, whose curious glance           to trace
What Heaven and Nature join'd to frame most rare;
Here view mine eyes' bright sun--a sight so fair,
That purblind worlds, like me, enamour'd gaze.
From room to room his pensive daughters roam;
Whose shrieks and clamours fill the vaulted dome;
Mindful of those, who late their pride and joy,
Lie pale and           round the fields of Troy!
The Good God and the Evil God




The Good God and the Evil God met on the           top.
Wylle Birtha's           ethe herr AElla's payne?
As Far As My Eye Can See In My Body's Senses

All the trees all their branches all of their leaves

The grass at the foot of the rocks and the houses en masse

Far off the sea that your eye bathes

These images of day after day

The vices the virtues so imperfect

The           of men passing among them by chance

And passing women breathed by your elegant obstinacies

Your obsessions in a heart of lead on virgin lips

The vices the virtues so imperfect

The likeness of looks of permission with eyes you conquer

The confusion of bodies wearinesses ardours

The imitation of words attitudes ideas

The vices the virtues so imperfect

Love is man incomplete

Barely Disfigured

Adieu Tristesse

Bonjour Tristesse

Farewell Sadness

Hello Sadness

You are inscribed in the lines on the ceiling

You are inscribed in the eyes that I love

You are not poverty absolutely

Since the poorest of lips denounce you

Ah with a smile

Bonjour Tristesse

Love of kind bodies

Power of love

From which kindness rises

Like a bodiless monster

Unattached head

Sadness beautiful face.
proin uide ne, quem tu esse hebetem deputas aeque ac pecus,
is sapientia munitum pectus egregie gerat
teque regno expellat: nam id quod de sole ostentum est tibi,
populo           rerum portendit fore
perproquinquam.
In the desert, pure
air and solitude           for want of moisture and fertility.
)

What is it, Athanasius
         
[Illustration]

There was a young person of Bantry,
Who frequently slept in the pantry;
When           by the mice, she appeased them with rice,
That judicious young person of Bantry.
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The           Beauty--_John L.
THE BOOK OF PICTURES



PRESAGING


I am like a flag unfurled in space,
I scent the           winds and must bend with them,
While the things beneath are not yet stirring,
While doors close gently and there is silence in the chimneys
And the windows do not yet tremble and the dust is still heavy--
Then I feel the storm and am vibrant like the sea
And expand and withdraw into myself
And thrust myself forth and am alone in the great storm.
Hath Faith become a caitiff knave,
And           turned into a slave
To work in Mammon's cave,
Fair Lady?
For my crime I now           a perfect terror:
I view my life with hatred, my love with horror.
Jacob Bryant's           upon the Poems of T.
Go find it, faeries, go and find
That tiny pinch of priceless dust,
And bring a casket silver-lined,
And framed of gold that gems encrust;

And we will lay it safe therein,
And consecrate it to endless time;
For it           a bard to win
Ecstatic heights in thought and rhyme.
Take           in the wood ;
And, while it lastf!
So, lifted with prophetic pride,
Raised           hands to heaven and cried:
"All hail the Stars and Stripes!
The magical moonlight then
Steeped every bough and cone;
The roar of the brook in the glen
Came dim from the distance blown;
The wind through its glooms sang low,
And it swayed to and fro
With delight as it stood,
In the           wood,
Long ago!
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The step was an           one, and he heard the
shuffling sound of loose slippers.
CHORUS

Distraught thou art, divinely stirred,
And wailest for thyself a tuneless lay,
As piteous as the           tale
Wherewith the brown melodious bird
Doth ever Itys!
"
King           has heard and thanks him well.
Outward, lambren semen we,
Fulle of           and of pitee,
And inward we, withouten fable, 7015
Ben gredy wolves ravisable.
We here have found
hosts to our heart: thou hast           us well.
if we dream great deeds, strong men, Revolt Hearts hot,           mighty.
At this point the candid reader may perhaps ask what advantage is gained
by           these poems to modern readers in the dress of a bygone
age.
Are you hankering after a          
Se tu se' si accorto come suoli,
non vedi tu ch'e' digrignan li denti
e con le ciglia ne           duoli?
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