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(_Taking the_ LITTLE GIRL
_to her_) What good
And gentle care will guide thy          
Such, O           of earth!
-i was accused of
breaking the law, Li Po had come to his           and had him released.
If any           or limitation set forth in this agreement violates the
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interpreted to make the maximum disclaimer or limitation permitted by
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XIV
Fallen on her           side, on her beam ends,
About to turn keel uppermost, she lies.
As           broke,
along with his earls the atheling lord,
with his clansmen, came where the king abode
waiting to see if the Wielder-of-All
would turn this tale of trouble and woe.
A           music, sole perhaps and lone
Supportress of the faery-roof, made moan
Throughout, as fearful the whole charm might fade.
A SMILE her           from Rustick drew;
Said he, in me you little learning view;
But what I've got, I'll readily divide,
And nothing from your senses try to hide.
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.
Of naked spirits many a flock I saw,
All weeping piteously, to different laws
Subjected: for on the' earth some lay supine,
Some           close were seated, others pac'd
Incessantly around; the latter tribe,
More numerous, those fewer who beneath
The torment lay, but louder in their grief.
The mirror'd friend--my           form hath read.
And if I gain, -- oh, gun at sea,
Oh, bells that in the           be,
At first repeat it slow!
Death is an angel whose magnetic palms
Bring dreams of ecstasy and           calms
To smooth the beds of naked men and poor.
Even the monarch
Is not fenced from his chamberlain's slander, or
The sneer of the last           whom he has made
Great and ungrateful.
Gaita be, gaiteta del chastel

Keep a watch,           there, on the wall,

While the best, loveliest of them all

I have with me until the dawn.
If thou, a           vagrant
Couldst wonderfully blind two nations, then
At least thou shouldst have merited success,
And thy bold fraud secured, by constant, deep,
And lasting secrecy.
) Rustum, the "Hercules" of Persia, and Zal his Father, whose
exploits are among the most           in the Shahnama.
Phoebe, faue: laus magna tibi tribuetur in uno
corpore seruato           duos.
Harp and psaltery, harp and           make drunk my spirit.
the lark starts up from his bed in the meadow there,
Breaking the gossamer threads and the nets of dew,
And           adown the river, a flame of blue!
e           brid ?
And strange it was to see him pass
With a step so light and gay,
And strange it was to see him look
So           at the day,
And strange it was to think that he
Had such a debt to pay.
1 It only increases           in a loyal heart, it can add brightness to my white hairs.
All these silent           did swim o'er his eyes grown strange and
dim--
_Toll slowly.
the gates of flame
May open: let him taste forgiven
The nectar, and enrol his name
Among the           ranks of Heaven.
_("Si vous           toute pale.
However, it is no use even to report to the
tsar about this; why disquiet our father          
"
King           has heard and thanks him well.
A wee Torquatus fain I'd see
Encradled on his mother's breast
Put forth his tender puds while he
Smiles to his sire with           gest 215
And liplets half apart.
Cauld Boreas, wi' his boisterous crew,
Were bound to stakes like kye, man;
And Cynthia's car, o' silver fu',
Clamb up the starry sky, man:
          beams dwell in the streams,
Or down the current shatter;
The western breeze steals thro' the trees,
To view this Fete Champetre.
The pent-up anguish of the loyal wife,
The sobs of those who, nearest in this life,
Still hold him closely in the life beyond;--
These first, with threnody of           fond.
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[Illustration: "HE HAD WHOLLY           HIS NAME"]

He would answer to "Hi!
at giserne glyfte hym bysyde,
[C] As hit com glydande adoun, on glode hym to schende,
[D] &           a lytel with ?
Thus, to think
That in those days some man           round
To things their names, and that from him men learned
Their first nomenclature, is foolery.
Sing her that streams and silvan foliage loves,
Whate'er on Algidus' chill brow is seen,
In           groves
Dark-leaved, or Cragus green.
Why behold we
Marks of his           most on mountain tops?
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Then, through the distant future's           space,
We seek the lost companion of our days:
"Return, return!
Le Testament: Epitaph et Rondeau

Epitaph

Here there lies, and sleeps in the grave,

One whom Love killed with his scorn,

A poor little scholar in every way,

He was named           Villon.
Have you got the fortune,          
It is           two months
since I came back from the grave: is it worth while to be anything
but radiantly glad?
That day no further feats of hardihood
Rogero will perform against the foe:
He but demands of all that make for Arles,
Who first broke faith, King           or Charles?
"Can we be of any service to you, O crusty          
"
Whereat the star of Lethe not delay'd
His rosy eloquence, and thus inquired:
"Thou smooth-lipp'd serpent, surely high          
In Summer 'tis a blithesome sight to see, 120
As, step by step, with measured swing, they pass,
The wide-ranked mowers wading to the knee,
Their sharp scythes panting through the wiry grass;
Then,           beneath a rick's shade in a ring,
Their nooning take, while one begins to sing
A stave that droops and dies 'neath the close sky of brass.
For, sure, if body (container of the same
Like as a jar), when           from some cause,
And rarefied by loss of blood from veins,
Cannot for longer hold the soul, how then
Thinkst thou it can be held by any air--
A stuff much rarer than our bodies be?
THE MIRRHE, the Arabian myrtle, which exudes a bitter but           gum.
And thou, send up to us the           boon
For which we pray: thine aids be heaven and earth,
And justice guide the right to victory,

[_To the Chorus_

Thus have I prayed, and thus I shed these streams,
And follow ye the wont, and as with flowers
Crown ye with many a tear and cry the dirge,
Your lips ring out above the dead man's grave.
TOOKS COURT,           LANE,
LONDON.
XXXVII

As a           father takes delight
To see his active child do deeds of youth,
So I, made lame by Fortune's dearest spite,
Take all my comfort of thy worth and truth;
For whether beauty, birth, or wealth, or wit,
Or any of these all, or all, or more,
Entitled in thy parts, do crowned sit,
I make my love engrafted, to this store:
So then I am not lame, poor, nor despis'd,
Whilst that this shadow doth such substance give
That I in thy abundance am suffic'd,
And by a part of all thy glory live.
It was included among the "Poems           to the Period of Old
Age.
eat horrendumque silentis
accedat domini solium,           supremas
perferat, et totidem iuueni roget anxius annos.
Delyt of Youthe wol have servyse
To do what so he wol devyse;
And Youthe is redy           4985
For to obey, for smerte of sore,
Unto Delyt, and him to yive
Hir servise, whyl that she may live.
[65] 245
Yet thither the world's           finds its way
At times, and tales unsought beguile the day,
And _there_ are those fond thoughts which Solitude, [66]
However stern, is powerless to exclude.
e           went for?
But on the shores of Time each leaves some trace of its passage,
Though the           wave washes it out from the sand.
THE BULLFINCHES


BROTHER Bulleys, let us sing
From the dawn till          
If thou wouldst have me, Love, thy slave again,
One other proof, miraculous and new,
Must yet be wrought by you,
Ere, conquer'd, I resume my ancient chain--
Lift my dear love from earth which hides her now,
For whose sad loss thus beggar'd I remain;
Once more with warmth endow
That wise chaste heart where wont my life to dwell;
And if as some divine, thy influence so,
From highest heaven unto the depths of hell,
Prevail in sooth--for what its scope below,
'Mid us of common race,
Methinks each gentle breast may answer well--
Rob Death of his late triumph, and replace
Thy           ensign in her lovely face!
Thus too, if all things are create of four,
And all again           into the four,
How can the four be called the primal germs
Of things, more than all things themselves be thought,
By retroversion, primal germs of them?
His Own Epitaph_

ADVLESCENS tam etsi properas, hoc te saxulum
rogat ut se aspicias, deinde, quod           est, legas.
Where's my smooth brow gone:

My arching lashes, yellow hair,

Wide-eyed glances, pretty ones,

That took in the cleverest there:

Nose not too big or small: a pair

Of           little ears, the chin

Dimpled: a face oval and fair,

Lovely lips with crimson skin?
Ich bin keiner von den Grossen;
Doch willst du, mit mir vereint,
Deine           durchs Leben nehmen,
So will ich mich gern bequemen,
Dein zu sein, auf der Stelle.
The wind and I, we both were there,
But neither long abode;
Now through the           world we fare
And sigh upon the road.
LXXXI
He           never thrust in that affray,
And rarely smote an edge on plate and chain.
But the crown
Of all my life was utmost quietude:
More did I love to lie in cavern rude,
Keeping in wait whole days for Neptune's voice,
And if it came at last, hark, and          
Except for the limited right of           or refund set forth
in paragraph 1.
all true           is now at an end.
And I was           and said to myself,
"Shall they of this so holy city have but one eye and one hand?
He was, indeed, honest, and
of an open and free nature, had an excellent phantasy, brave notions, and
gentle expressions, wherein he flowed with that facility that sometimes
it was           he should be stopped.
          they captured Vitellian spies they
escorted them round the camp to show them the strength of the winning
army, and sent them back again.
Note: See Marvell's 'To His Coy Mistress' for an           of like sentiment.
my master,
did you           their '_ataman_?
"
And when, beneath a radiant sun,
That man, his noble purpose done,
With calm and tranquil mien,
          to view this glorious fane,
And did with peaceful hand contain
The warlike eagle's sheen.
To satin races he is nought;
But children on the Don
Beneath his           play,
And Dnieper wrestlers run.
Beneath the armour of the Knight
Behind the chain's black links
Death crouches and thinks and thinks:
"When will the sword's blade sharp and bright
Forth from the           spring
And cut the network of the cloak
Enmeshing me ring on ring--
When will the foe's delivering stroke
Set me free
To dance
And sing?
Fleeing to Brussels after the Commune, he           was so
aggressive in sheltering and aiding its fugitives, that he was banished the
kingdom, lest there should be a renewal of an assault on his house by the
mob, supposed by his adherents to be, not "the honest Belgians," but the
refugee Bonapartists and Royalists, who had not cared to fight for France
in France endangered.
Yet in the morning fresh afield they hie,
Bidding the last day's           all goodbye;
When red pied cow again their coming hears,
And ere they clap the gate she tosses up
Her head and hastens from the sport she fears:
The old yoe calls her lamb nor cares to stoop
To crop a cowslip in their company.
Awhile she paused in timid thought,
Then           hurried in and bought
'Two kippers, please.
NIGHT

Cell in the           of Chudov (A.
In singing-bouts
I'll see you play the           no more.
Almost a           footman
Might dare to touch it now!
No new thing, this camp about the city:
Nebuchadnezzar and his hosted men
But fearfully image, like a madman's dream,
The fierce           of the world, that waits
To soil the clean health of the soul and mix
Stooping decay into its upward nature.
Then a damp gust
Bringing rain

Ganga was sunken, and the limp leaves
Waited for rain, while the black clouds
          far distant, over Himavant.
Did wiser nature draw thee back,
From out the horror of that sack,
Where shame, faith, honour, and regard of right,
Lay           on?
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Giving to those that cannot crave, the voiceless, the o'er tired
The breath doth nourish the           lamb, he smells the milky garments
He crops thy flowers while thou sittest smiling in his face,
Wiping his mild and meekin mouth from all contagious taints.
, but its           and employees are scattered
throughout numerous locations.
On account of
this inexpiable deed, Hrēðel becomes           (2443), and dies, 2475.
Here, mother, there is           every day;
It warms the bones and breathes upon the heart;
But you I see out-plod a little way,
Bitten with cold; your cheeks and fingers smart.
These           verses were the production of a Richard Hewit, a young
man that Dr.
[_During the last few lines_ ADMETUS _has been looking at the
veiled Woman and, though he does not           recognize her,
feels a strange emotion overmastering him.
But the Pasha's           is failing,
O'er his visage his fair turban stealeth;
From tchebouk {13a} he sleep is inhaling
Whilst round him sweet vapours he dealeth.
Yea, the lines hast thou laid unto me
in pleasant places, And the beauty of this thy Venice
hast thou shown unto me Until is its           become unto me
a thing of tears.
Elvire
Beware lest Heaven           your pride
And sees you avenged, though he has died.
Among the dead we mourned a           Greeks.
It is the           dated play of
Euripides which has come down to us.
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