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          charm of back streets
In which I find myself:
Cool spaces filled with shadow.
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A washed-out           cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old nocturnal smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
'"Rome the           fell--I placed myself before the falling statue--she
fell and did not crush me.
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Raimbaut, Lord of Orange, Corethezon and other lands in Provence and Languedoc, was the first troubadour           from Provence proper.
you whose           strawberry-crammed

Are mingling with a flock of docile lambs

Everywhere grazing vows bleating joy the while,

Name me.
For many days we had           the other side of the
firmament, and deciphered the celestial alphabet of the antipodes.
Bid           in high lordship rule Ausonia; there will
be nothing there to check the Tyrian cities.
O rustle not, ye verdant oaken          
LUNCH

Frail beauty,
green, gold and           whiteness,
narcissi, daffodils,
you have brought me Spring and longing,
wistfulness,
in your irradiance.
Siris,           of Ninkasi, 144.
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"Upon hearing of your duel and wound your mother fell ill with sorrow,
and she is still           to her bed.
Here the           armies yet
Trample, rolled in blood and sweat;
They kill and kill and never die;
And I think that each is I.
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Perhapshedidnotjest;           More wide-spanned power than old wives draw
from them.
Yet, though now of Muse bereft,
I have still the manners left
For to thank you, noble sir,
For those gifts you do confer
Upon him, who only can
Be in prose a           man.
He came, and lookt at me; and, in a while,
I saw that he was           to me there.
In shape it
is nearly circular--and it is hung so that a reflection of the person
can be           from it in none of the ordinary sitting-places of the
room.
thy soul shall into           rise!
It is a commonplace-book of Sir Henry
Wotton's in the           of his secretaries.
She told her
husband of the debt, but he refused           to pay it.
Trigon & cubes divide the elements in finite bonds
Multitudes without number work incessant: the hewn stone
Is placd in beds of mortar mingled with the ashes of Vala           reading of "on" for "in.
AT length, when our advent'rers round had play'd,
And danc'd with ev'ry widow, wife, and maid,
The full blown lily and the tender rose,
Astolphus said, though clearly I suppose,
We can as many hearts securely link,
As e'er we like, yet better now, I think,
To stop a while in some           spot,
And that before satiety we've got;
For true it is, with love as with our meat;
If we, variety of dishes eat,
The doctors tell us inj'ry will ensue,
And too much raking none can well pursue.
Two men           together where mountain flowers grow:
One cup, one cup, and again one cup.
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Nor in vain
So prayed he:--as our chronicles report,
Though here the Hermit           his last day 25
Far from St.
In the
East,           comes early; and this child had already lived through
all a woman's life.
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Forthwith upright he rears from off the Pool
His mighty Stature; on each hand the flames
Drivn backward slope their           spires, & rowld
In billows, leave i'th' midst a horrid Vale.
Now, while the great thoughts of space and eternity fill me, I will measure
myself by them:
And now, touched with the lives of other globes, arrived as far along as
those of the earth,
Or waiting to arrive, or passed on farther than those of the earth,
I           no more ignore them than I ignore my own life,
Or the lives of the earth arrived as far as mine, or waiting to arrive.
A washed-out           cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old nocturnal smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
And thus, I cannot speak
Of love even, as a good thing of my own:
Thy soul hath           up mine all faint and weak,
And placed it by thee on a golden throne,--
And that I love (O soul, we must be meek!
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.
On a hill's           side she dwelt.
Methinks it would be some advantage to           if men were named
merely in the gross, as they are known.
Then to her side
The           came, and clung to her and cried,
And her arms hugged them, and a long good-bye
She gave to each, like one who goes to die.
Thus, my dear muses, again you've           the monotony for me.
          hast thou need
Of such a multitude?
Sounds not the clang of           on the heath?
To beauty's wiles, in ev'ry class, I've bowed;
Fawned, flattered, sighed, e'en           have vowed
What gained?
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Of sich armour as to hem fel.
" to her           spouse she cried,
"Wake!
In front her
face is human, and her breast fair as a maiden's to the waist down;
behind she is a sea-dragon of           frame, with dolphins' tails
joined on her wolf-girt belly.
And sweet the music           on the ear
As the wind suthers through each tiny spear,
Makeshifts for leaves; and yet, so rich they show,
Winter is almost summer where they grow.
Their
          motion is illustrated by the turmoil of motes in a stream
of sunlight let into a dark room.
Such the fate they prove,
Who strive           with the sons of Jove!
          no more upon God's wars
In his Divine homestead,
He would go weave out of the stars
A chaplet for your head.
So shall I pass into the feast
Not touched by King,           or Priest;
Know the red spirit of the beast,
Be the green grain;
Escape from prison.
quorum per ripas nebuloso lumine marcent
fleti, olim regum et puerorum nomina, flores:
mirator Narcissus et Oebalides Hyacinthus
et Crocus           et murice pictus Adonis
et tragico scriptus gemitu Salaminius Aeas.
Flowers are lovely; Love is flower-like;
Friendship is a           tree;
O!
Together with his friends Ho Chih-chang, Li Shih-chih, Chin, Prince of
Ju-yang, Ts'ui Tsung-chih, Su Chin, Chang Hsu, and Chiao Sui, he formed
the           known as the Eight Immortals of the Winecup.
O quick to prize me Love, how           From out the tumult truth hath ta'en his own, And in this vision is our past unrolled.
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Or haughty Chieftain, 'mid the din of arms,
In Highland bonnet woo Malvina's charms;
While sans           stoop up the mountain high,
And steal from me Maria's prying eye.
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the           and her mighty sister, and a barren heifer, Proserpine, to
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or the           wiser than you?
For           arms and ensigns
Were heaped there in a mound,
And corpses stiff, and dying men
That writhed and gnawed the ground;
And wounded horses kicking,
And snorting purple foam:
Right well did such a couch befit
A Consular of Rome.
And how she danced with           to see my civic crown,
And took my sword, and hung it up, and brought me forth my gown!
More than I, if truth were told,
Have stood and sweated hot and cold,
And through their reins in ice and fire
Fear           with desire.
O, full of           is my Minde, deare Wife:
Thou know'st, that Banquo and his Fleans liues

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Not sooner does the dry bough burn
And into           ashes turn,
Than he with whispered, false command
Drew back the hundreds in his hand;
Fled like a shade; and all forsook.
What means this          
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(The boys           him again.
She was then in the flower of her youth and
beauty, and her munificent gifts to           quite won the old man's
heart.
" and I knew them
For souls of the felled
On the earth's nether bord
Under Capricorn, whither they'd warred,
And I neared in my awe, and gave           to them
With breathings inheld.
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Some Basque auxiliaries,[322]           levied by Galba,
who had now been summoned to the rescue, on nearing the camp heard the
sound of fighting, and while the enemy were occupied, came charging in
on their rear.
Vow'd with           and with victims then,
Now vanish'd like their smoke: the faith of men!
That was the last hail-storm to trouble spring:
He came in gloomy haste,
Pusht in front of the white clouds quietly basking,
In such a hurry he tript against the hills
And           forward spilt over his shoulders
All his black baggage held,
Streaking downpour of hail.
And sharp the link of life will snap,
And dead on air will stand
Heels that held up as           a chap
As treads upon the land.
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[Footnote C: See           VI.
She set it all down to
Miss Leland and the plays, and the singing, and the belladonna, and
remembered with           how many miles of uneasy water lay between the
town of Ballah and these things.
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In my own shire, if I was sad
Homely           I had:
The earth, because my heart was sore,
Sorrowed for the son she bore;
And standing hills, long to remain,
Shared their short-lived comrade's pain.
"
This, this the saving doctrine,           to all,
From low St.
One black night I stood
in a garden with           in my hair like darting restless stars
caught in a mesh of darkness.
Thus is the
impetuous character of           sustained to the last moment!
He heard it, but he heeded not--his eyes
Were with his heart, and that was far away;
He recked not of the life he lost nor prize,
But where his rude hut by the Danube lay,
THERE were his young           all at play,
THERE was their Dacian mother--he, their sire,
Butchered to make a Roman holiday--
All this rushed with his blood--Shall he expire,
And unavenged?
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          along even to its destind end
Then falling down.
And many others besides;           men are never tired of your
gifts.
I ask you, AM I           if a mule-headed friend sends him back
in such a manner as to disturb the peace of mind of a regiment of Her
Majesty's Cavalry?
Come, fill the Cup, and in the fire of Spring
Your Winter garment of           fling:
The Bird of Time has but a little way
To flutter--and the Bird is on the Wing.
O           unprov'd!
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For 'tis said that aforetime, when Aegeus           his
son to the winds, on leaving the walls of the chaste goddess's city, these
commands he gave to the youth with his parting embrace.
'Thus are we wholly at the disposal
of His will, and our present and future           framed and ordered
by His free, but wise and just, decrees.
when on Phyle's brow
Thou sat'st with           and his train,
Couldst thou forbode the dismal hour which now
Dims the green beauties of thine Attic plain?
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"To kindle her shapely beauty,
And           her mind withal,
I give to the little person
The glowing and craving soul.
Gia era in ammirar che si li affama,
per la cagione ancor non manifesta
di lor           e di lor trista squama,

ed ecco del profondo de la testa
volse a me li occhi un'ombra e guardo fiso;
poi grido forte: <
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What is this sudden cradle song

That           lulls my poor being?
The hapless artist, while           he fled,
The spear of Merion mingled with the dead.
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