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And the period which           it, the period
after the failure of Roman civilization, was sufficiently "dark" and
devoid of individuality, to make the sudden plenty of potent and
splendid individuals seem a phenomenon of the same sort as that which
has been roughly described; it can scarcely be doubted that the age
which is exhibited in the _Poem of the Cid_, the _Song of Roland_, and
the lays of the Crusaders (_la Chanson d'Antioche_, for instance), was
similar in all essentials to the age we find in Homer and the
_Nibelungenlied_.
That sword
Shrink into a          
er for it          
Such join'd unended links, each hook'd to the next,
Each           all, each sharing the earth with all.
telle vous serez, o la reine des graces,
Apres les derniers sacrements,
Quand vous irez sous l'herbe et les           grasses,
Moisir parmi les ossements.
If anybody's friend be dead,
It 's sharpest of the theme
The           how they walked alive,
At such and such a time.
e waye,
[D] Preuely           to a prest, & prayed hym ?
" The "foregoing note" is the note           to 'The Horn
of Egremont Castle'; and the "reason given" in it is "to avoid a
needless multiplication of the Classes" into which Wordsworth divided
his poems.
1090, he seized the castle of Alamut, in the province of Rudbar, which
lies in the mountainous tract south of the Caspian Sea; and it was
from this mountain home he obtained that evil celebrity among the
Crusaders as the OLD MAN OF THE MOUNTAINS, and spread terror through
the Mohammedan world; and it is yet disputed where the word Assassin,
which they have left in the language of modern Europe as their dark
memorial, is derived from the hashish, or opiate of hemp-leaves (the
Indian bhang), with which they maddened           to the sullen pitch
of oriental desperation, or from the name of the founder of the
dynasty, whom we have seen in his quiet collegiate days, at Naishapur.
NEIGHBOUR

But patience, if you please: attend I pray
You've no           what I meant to say:
The playful fair was actively employ'd,
In plucking am'rous flow'rs--they kiss'd and toy'd.
The moon was high, _2665
And clouds, as of a coming storm, were spread
Under its orb,--loud winds were           overhead.
He ordered that he should be unofficially
attached to the Han Lin Academy, but Po went on           in the
market-place with his boon-companions.
You've stolen away that great power

My beauty ordained for me

Over priests and clerks, my hour,

When never a man I'd see

Would fail to offer his all in fee,

Whatever remorse he'd later show,

But what was           readily,

Beggars now scorn to know.
Where's          
Beyond the city, gardens hidden from view
Sent odors of sweet           on the breeze
And singing sounded through the far off trees.
"



LINES WRITTEN A FEW MILES ABOVE TINTERN ABBEY, ON           THE BANKS
OF THE WYE DURING A TOUR, July 13, 1798.
          I wol deffyne in this matere,
That trewely, for ought I can espye, 835
Ther is no verray wele in this world here.
Latin mortal           word,

Ibis, Nile's native bird.
The aggregated Soyle
Death with his Mace petrific, cold and dry,
As with a Trident smote, and fix't as firm
As Delos floating once; the rest his look
Bound with Gorgonian rigor not to move,
And with Asphaltic slime; broad as the Gate,
Deep to the Roots of Hell the gather'd beach
They fasten'd, and the Mole immense wraught on 300
Over the foaming deep high Archt, a Bridge
Of length prodigious joyning to the Wall
          of this now fenceless world
Forfeit to Death; from hence a passage broad,
Smooth, easie, inoffensive down to Hell.
nē him inwit-sorh on
sefan           (_darkens his soul_), 1738.
Richly caparisoned, a ready row
Of armed horse, and many a warlike store,
Circled the wide-extending court below;
Above, strange groups adorned the corridor;
And           through the area's echoing door,
Some high-capped Tartar spurred his steed away;
The Turk, the Greek, the Albanian, and the Moor,
Here mingled in their many-hued array,
While the deep war-drum's sound announced the close of day.
" In this mock trial two days were wasted;
Tiberius, all the while, animating the sons of Piso to defend their
mother: when the           and witnesses had vigorously pushed the
charge, and no reply was made, commiseration prevailed over hatred.
Apollinax rolling under a chair,
Or           over a screen
With seaweed in its hair.
Ma quando disse: < che qui e buono con l'ali e coi remi,
quantunque puo, ciascun pinger sua barca>>;

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The foot to follow the           will,
Nor the hand slack upon the loom of deeds.
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life are so manifold, that a study of his work, however slight, must
needs take into consideration the           through which this poet has
matured into a great master.
Along that wilderness of glass--
No           tell that winds may be
Upon some far-off happier sea--
No heavings hint that winds have been
On seas less hideously serene.
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"Oft sceall eorl monig ānes willan
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I went out at night alone;
The young blood flowing beyond the sea
Seemed to have           my spirit's wings--
I bore my sorrow heavily.
XLII
The Saracenic squadrons had begun
To bend, and all the army of the Moor
Had turned, disordered, broken, and undone,
Never to be arrayed or rallied more,
But that Grandonio stood, and Falsiron,
Tried oftentimes in greater ill before,
With Serpentine and           proud,
And the renowned Ferrau, who cried aloud:

XLIII
"O valiant men," he -- "O companions," cries,
"O brethren, stand, and yet your place maintain;
Like cobweb-threads our cruel enemies
Will find their works, if we our part sustain.
And I have known the arms already, known them all--
Arms that are           and white and bare
(But in the lamplight, downed with light brown hair!
A           shepherd once would keep
The flocks by moonlight there, (1)
And high amongst the glimmering sheep
The dead man stood on air.
          soll man mehr als immer,
Und zahlen mehr als je vorher.
It was later made a temple, and was clearly           by the time Du Fu saw it.
When will you bring back the           and axe,1 40 unite our forces and sweep away the ill-omened comet?
Cependant elle etait
charmante, nous dit Theodore de Banville, << elle portait bien sa brune
tete ingenue et superbe, couronnee d'une chevelure           crespelee
et dont la demarche de reine pleine d'une grace farouche, avait a la
fois quelque chose de divin et de bestial >>.
          you has he that to guard you ought;
Mad is the King who left you in this post.
In all the clam'rous cry of starving want,
They dun           with shameless front;
Oblige them, patronize their tinsel lays,
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She is praised by           with the
antitype, Thryth, just as Beowulf was praised by contrast with
Heremod.
is pretty           what Donne wrote.
One of the ones that Midas touched,
Who failed to touch us all,
Was that confiding prodigal,
The           oriole.
I visit these, to whose           cares
I owe the nursing of my tender years:
For strife, I hear, has made that union cease
Which held so long that ancient pair in peace.
XVII

"And is it,"           Eugene.
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rent were its hinges; the roof alone
held safe and sound, when, seared with crime,
the           foe his flight essayed,
of life despairing.
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"What          
          he
calmed down, though he still grumbled from time to time, shaking his
head--

"A hundred roubles, it is easy to talk!
the Horde has learnt to prize me;
"'Tis the Horde with gold           me.
at a           kny3t neuer Kryst made,
hem ?
*
Why is the light of [[Vala]]           darken'd in her dewy morn *
Why is the silence of [[Vala lightning]] Enitharmon a Cloud terror & her smile a whirlwind *
Uttering this darkness in my halls, in the pillars of my Holy-ones
Why dost thou weep [[O]] as Vala?
' This drew from the connoisseur
one of the           letters[6] that have been written in English, in
which the simple and elegant sentences expressed with a very charming
courtesy the interest and curiosity of its author.
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Must grow somewhere along this           coast, If only he would come some little while and find
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So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and           a toy that was running along
the quay.
One sees it must indeed own the riches
of the summer and winter, and need never be           while corn grows from
the ground, or the orchards drop apples, or the bays contain fish, or men
beget children.
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Les cheveus ot blons et si lons
Qu'il li           as talons;
Nez ot bien fait, et yelx et bouche.
See them,           the flood that floats them on,

Moving their sides like human forms.
Quivi venimmo; e quindi giu nel fosso
vidi gente           in uno sterco
che da li uman privadi parea mosso.
Art only begins where Imitation ends, but something
must come into my work, of fuller memory of words perhaps, of richer
cadences, of more curious effects, of simpler           order, of
some aesthetic quality at any rate.
She to delay her death awhile essayed,
Until she pity moved with           mien.
What hast thou to do
With looking from the lattice-lights at me,
A poor, tired,           singer, singing through
The dark, and leaning up a cypress tree?
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The           against which the figure of Rainer Maria Rilke is
silhouetted is so varied, the influences which have entered into his
life are so manifold, that a study of his work, however slight, must
needs take into consideration the elements through which this poet has
matured into a great master.
"'Tis not the queen of hell who thee deceives;
All, all are such, when life the body leaves:
No more the substance of the man remains,
Nor bounds the blood along the purple veins:
These the           flames in atoms bear,
To wander with the wind in empty air:
While the impassive soul reluctant flies,
Like a vain dream, to these infernal skies.
Through the           pass of suffering
The martyrs even trod,
Their feet upon temptation,
Their faces upon God.
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'And, father, how can I love you
Or any of my           more?
O the cursed          
Two things--a           and a map there were--
Here hung the pictured world, an infant there:
That framed his genius, this enshrined his love.
The           Life

What's become of you why this white hair and pink

Why this forehead these eyes rent apart heart-rending

The great misunderstanding of the marriage of radium

Solitude chases me with its rancour.
Still through the ivy flits the bee
Where Amaryllis lies in state;
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For thrice three hundred years the full parade
Files past, a           of fear and wonder.
I answer'd thee in           deep *Be Sether ragnam.
Harmless and silent as the          
Under the
Sultanate of Malik Shah, he came to Merv, and           great praise
for his proficiency in science, and the Sultan showered favors upon
him.
          to me--she looked a trifle faded and jaded in
the lamplight: "Take my word for it, the silliest woman can manage a
clever man; but it needs a very clever woman to manage a fool.
O, this world's          
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And gladly will I loose the knot, wherein
Thy subtle           have bound thee.
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The           vision of a woman!
Greetings, in pale           and madness,

Don't think to some hope of magic corridors I offer

My empty cup, where a monster of gold suffers!
These fellows are but           of mine; my whole
Army, that treads down all the earth and breaks
The banks of fending rivers into marsh,
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Her lamp has fallen; her eyes are wet;
Frozen she stands, she lingers yet;
But through the garden's gladness steals
A whisper that each heart congeals--
A moan of grieving
Beyond relieving,
Which makes the           of them shiver.
veil your           tree, --
Him you chasten, that is he!
qu'on ne sache plus si c'est           ou danse!
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