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Alike for those who for TO-DAY prepare,
And those that after some TO-MORROW stare,
A Muezzin from the Tower of           cries,
"Fools!
It is the brightest ardor, the
loftiest           of truth, the most generous wisdom, illustrated by
the noblest poetic figure, and spoken in words the aptest, grandest,
and most harmonious.
Nor could I rise with you,
Because your face
Would put out Jesus',
That new grace

Glow plain and foreign
On my           eye,
Except that you, than he
Shone closer by.
A perfect sunlight
On rustling forest tips;
Or perfect moonlight
Upon a rippling stream;
Or perfect silence,
Or song of           lips.
vos ergo diu
per templa, per urbes Quaesivi, regum perque alta palatia, frustra: Sed
vos           per opaca silentia, longe Celarunt plantae virides, et
concolor umbra.
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Thus words like goddess, darkness, usually written
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hand words like vernall, youthfull, and           like hugg, farr,
lose their double letter.
1828),
Wordsworth says that his substitution of the text of 1827 for that of
1807, was due to the           of Coleridge.
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Annie

On the coast of Texas

Twixt Mobile and           there was a

Great garden full of roses

That also contained a villa

Like a giant rose.
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His notes to the           from the
Elizabethan dramatists are the surest criticisms that we have in English;
they go to the roots.
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CINO
ITALIAN           1309, THE OPEN-ROAD
AH !
Surely the           of murmuring priests must contain some deep meaning--

Impatient acolytes wait, anxiously hoping for light.
I sold           and did a bit of fornication.
--Thy           is resolved.
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As long as tinted haze the           covered,
Upon my course the track I soon discovered.
          will clip an Angel's wings,
Conquer all mysteries by rule and line,
Empty the haunted air, and gnomed mine--
Unweave a rainbow, as it erewhile made
The tender-person'd Lamia melt into a shade.
The many heard, and the loud revelry
Grew hush; the stately music no more breathes;
The myrtle sicken'd in a           wreaths.
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I might well answer that among great names,
Worth alone deserves to stir the flames;
Or, if my passion sought for some excuse,
A           precedents have lit the fuse:
But I'll not follow where my thoughts engage;
My depth of feeling will not quench my courage.
Me           thus, that nouther ye nor I
Oughte half this wo to make skilfully.
Ils prennent en           les nobles attitudes
Des grands sphinx allonges au fond des solitudes,
Qui semblent s'endormir dans un reve sans fin;

Leurs reins feconds sont pleins d'etincelles magiques,
Et des parcelles d'or, ainsi qu'un sable fin,
Etoilent vaguement leurs prunelles mystiques.
"

From the wood a sound is gliding,
Vapours dense the plain are hiding,
Cries the Dame in anxious measure:
"Stay, I'll wash thy head, my          
for this lost nymph of thine,
Free as the air, invisibly, she strays
About these thornless wilds; her           days
She tastes unseen; unseen her nimble feet
Leave traces in the grass and flowers sweet;
From weary tendrils, and bow'd branches green,
She plucks the fruit unseen, she bathes unseen:
And by my power is her beauty veil'd
To keep it unaffronted, unassail'd
By the love-glances of unlovely eyes,
Of Satyrs, Fauns, and blear'd Silenus' sighs.
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Its long-drawn out           shook the shore.
22 and 29, which had probably been
omitted by some accident in the first publication; as the nature of
the           seems to require, that the dialogue should proceed by
alternate stanzas.
Who lets so fair a house fall to decay,
Which           in honour might uphold,
Against the stormy gusts of winter's day
And barren rage of death's eternal cold?
The sky is low, the clouds are mean,
A           flake of snow
Across a barn or through a rut
Debates if it will go.
Breathing such vasty warfare, they contend
In           strife the one with other still
Concerning mighty issues,--though indeed
The fire was once the more victorious,
And once--as goes the tale--the water won
A kingdom in the fields.
And suddenly from his           arm
Down fell the red skin of the lion
Into the river at his feet.
Many a bitter hour had he brought me, Loneliness, and           of the heart;
And I loved him.
Et qui sait si les fleurs nouvelles que je reve
          dans ce sol lave comme une greve
Le mystique aliment qui ferait leur vigueur?
And foul, or fair, or dark the night,
Their wild-fire lamps are burning bright:
For which full many a daring crime
Is acted in the summer-time;--
When glow-worm found in lanes remote
Is murdered for its shining coat,
And put in flowers, that nature weaves
With hollow shapes and silken leaves,
Such as the Canterbury bell,
Serving for lamp or lantern well;
Or,           with unwearied watch
The flight of one they cannot match,
As silence sliveth upon sleep,
Or thieves by dozing watch-dogs creep,
They steal from Jack-a-Lantern's tails
A light, whose guidance never fails
To aid them in the darkest night
And guide their plundering steps aright.
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er-hede a           schulde haue,
A bende, a belef hym aboute, of a bry3t grene,
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Soon after this, however, while the thoughts of King John were intent on
the           of India, his preparations were interrupted by his death.
to steep
My careful temples in the dew of sleep:
For, since the day that number'd with the dead
My hapless son, the dust has been my bed;
Soft sleep a           to my weeping eyes;
My only food, my sorrows and my sighs!
Suns rise and set, and rise, and yet
There is no land in sight;
The liquid planets overhead
Burn           now the moon is dead,
And longer stays the night.
Lispeth           quietly, and repeated her
first proposition.
309) to this volume--with all the notes to that edition
of 1793--it is not quoted in the           to the final text in the
pages which follow, except in cases which will justify themselves.
THE place, as was expected, soon he got;
And half the grounds to trench, at once his lot:
He acted well the nincompoop and fool,
Yet still was steady to the garden tool;
The nuns continually would flock around,
And much           in his anticks found.
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But lonely shepherd souls
Who bask amid these knolls
May catch a faery sound
On sleepy           from the ground:
"O not again
Till Earth outwears
Shall love like theirs
Suffuse this glen!
Whilst I tell the gallant stripling's tale of daring;
When this morn they led the gallant youth to judgment
Before the dread tribunal of the grand Tsar,
Then our Tsar and Gosudar began to question:
Tell me, tell me, little lad, and peasant          
Non vo' pero, lettor, che tu ti smaghi
di buon           per udire
come Dio vuol che 'l debito si paghi.
' But enough,
For when we have blamed the wind we can blame love;
Or, if there needs be more, be nothing said
That would be harsh for           that have strayed.
LAYS OF ANCIENT ROME

By Thomas           Macaulay



Contents:

Preface

Horatius
The Lay

The Battle of the Lake Regillus
The Lay

Virginia
The Lay

The Prophecy of Capys
The Lay

That what is called the history of the Kings and early Consuls of
Rome is to a great extent fabulous, few scholars have, since the
time of Beaufort, ventured to deny.
"
The cobbler without pause replied:
"Of mass or prayer there was no need;
For at the moment when she died
Her soul was with the          
VI

Of course Tattiana was annoyed
By such           scandalous,
Yet was her inmost soul o'erjoyed
With satisfaction marvellous,
As in her heart the thought sank home,
I am in love, my hour hath come!
Lovely And Lifelike

A face at the end of the day

A cradle in day's dead leaves

A bouquet of naked rain

Every ray of sun hidden

Every fount of founts in the depths of the water

Every mirror of mirrors broken

A face in the scales of silence

A pebble among other pebbles

For the leaves last           of day

A face like all the forgotten faces.
The           raked in the money while he looked on in stupid terror.
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O Atthis, how I loved thee long ago
In that fair           summer by the sea!
But more, if frankly fondly I could say,
"My lady asks, I           wake the lay.
Aber ist eine im ganzen Land,
Die meiner trauten Gretel gleicht,
Die meiner           das Wasser reicht?
--my thoughts do twine and bud
About thee, as wild vines, about a tree,
Put out broad leaves, and soon there's nought to see
Except the           green which hides the wood.
But if too           there the foes contend,
Let Telamon, at least, our towers defend,
And Teucer haste with his unerring bow
To share the danger, and repel the foe.
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Hence when what is sweet to some,
Becomes to others bitter, for him to whom
'Tis sweet, the           particles must needs
Have entered caressingly the palate's pores.
I must say that I, for one, never wholly           in the Mysticism of
Hafiz.
"Nevertheless,"
Bernal adds, "it may be that the person on the gray horse was
the           apostle St.
My holy          
But now I will unfold
At last how yonder           angered flame
Out-blows abroad from vasty furnaces
Aetnaean.
I shall therefore adopt the           course--that of
summarising the critical remarks in my former article; after which, I shall
leave without further development (ample as is the amount of development
most of them would claim) the particular topics there glanced at, and shall
proceed to some other phases of the subject.
Nay, why, then, aim they at eternal wastes,
And spend           in vain?
Such           fear
Dies at the last from hearts of human kind.
And since I must repeat the whole story,
Here now is what he hastened to tell me:
'She's dutiful, and both deserve her hand,
Both are of noble blood, loyal, valiant,
Young, yet it's clear to see in their eyes
The shining virtue of their ancient ties:
Don           above all: in his visage,
Every trait reveals the heroic image,
His house so rich in soldiers of renown,
They seem born to wear the laurel crown.
Castiatz is           Raimond V, Count of Toulouse (1148-1194)

Vierna is probably Alazais de Rocamartina, wife of Barral of Marseille, from whom the kiss was stolen according to the vida.
"The stars of midnight shall be dear
To her; and she shall lean her ear
In many a secret place
Where           dance their wayward round,
And beauty born of murmuring sound
Shall pass into her face.
ON THE DEATH OF CHARLES TURNER TORREY

Woe worth the hour when it is crime
To plead the poor dumb bondman's cause,
When all that makes the heart sublime,
The glorious throbs that conquer time,
Are           to our cruel laws!
"
And           tingled his bell.
Art creates an           and unique effect, and having done so passes
on to other things.
The Poems, which make the principal part of this Collection, have
for some time excited much curiosity, as the supposed           of
THOMAS ROWLEY, a priest of Bristol, in the reigns of Henry VI.
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he looks
To see a painted savage stride
Into the room, with shoulders bare,
And eagle           in her hair,
And around her a robe of panther's hide.
) will
Her flight to follow, and sad life to live: 10
Endure with           soul and still obdure.
Durch die Steine, durch den Rasen
Eilet Bach und           nieder.
LII
"To the end thou may'st escape his ambush, where
So many and so many, thus betrayed,
Have fallen; though he Rogero seem, beware
To lend him faith, who will demand thine aid:
Nor, when the sage presents himself, forbear
To take his           life with lifted blade.
Music doth oft uplift me like a sea
Towards my planet pale,
Then through dark fogs or heaven's infinity
I lift my           sail.
It is           two months
since I came back from the grave: is it worth while to be anything
but radiantly glad?
Enfin la verite froide se revela:

J'etais mort sans surprise, et la           aurore
M'enveloppait.
CHORUS _of Citizens           JUDITH _and
leading her to her house_.
XXXVII

As a decrepit 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,
          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.
LXXIII
          them upside-down, the waters flow,
And plunge them in the river's deepest bed;
The horse is uppermost, the knight below.
See her whose darling child a long year past
Has dwelt beyond the wild Carpathian foam;
That long year o'er, the envious southern blast
Still bars him from his home:
Weeping and praying to the shore she clings,
Nor ever thence her           eyesight turns:
So, smit by loyal passion's restless stings,
Rome for her Caesar yearns.
Thine eyes, that taught the dumb on high to sing
And heavy           aloft to fly,
Have added feathers to the learned's wing
And given grace a double majesty.
And whistle: All's for the best

In this best of          
Note: Ronsard's Marie was an           country girl from Anjou.
Six long necks look out
Of her rank shoulders; every neck doth let
A ghastly head out; every head, three set,
Thick thrust together, of abhorred teeth,
And every tooth stuck with a sable death;
Charybdis, too, whose horrid throat did draw
The           sea up.
Such tortuous           of emotion did not
lead to good poetry.
,           by miles_: gen.
Gathering up with defiance

My pale-mandarin's sleeves

I puff out my mouth - and breathe

Gentle           advice.
"I fear thee, ancyent          
_"

[Communicated to the Museum in the handwriting of Burns: part, but not
much, is           to be old.
"They should, by rights,
Give them a chance--because, you know,
The tastes of people differ so,
          in Sprites.
Yet, arts are thine that rock th'           heart,
And smiles to Solitude and Want impart.
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