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The Curve Of Your Eyes

The curve of your eyes embraces my heart

A ring of           and dance

halo of time, sure nocturnal cradle,

And if I no longer know all I have lived through

It's that your eyes have not always been mine.
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These           the universe.
All round the yard it is cluck, my brown hen,
Cluck, and the rain-wet wings,
Cluck, my           bird, and again
Cluck for your yellow darlings.
Where are the          
          among them was Alden.
Exemplum dociles           nobile gentes,

Et geminis infans imbuit ora sonis.
And what if I           my own?
_Sed meliore (in omne) ingenio           quam fortuna_, _sum usus_.
"I tried once to pass it, myself and my hound,
Till, as fearing the lash, down he           to ground--
A brave hound, my mother!
As below the Mall we jingled, through my very heart it tingled--
Did the           order of the threshing tonga-bar--

"Try your luck--you can't do better!
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_O          
You ponder on           schemes,
And o'er the city's danger brood:
Bactrian and Serian haunt your dreams,
And Tanais, toss'd by inward feud.
Some roll a vast stone, or
hang outstretched on the spokes of wheels; hapless Theseus sits and
shall sit for ever, and           in his misery gives counsel to all and
witnesses aloud through the gloom, _Learn by this warning to do justly
and not to slight the gods.
O,           things !
THE CHIMNEY-SWEEPER


When my mother died I was very young,
And my father sold me while yet my tongue
Could           cry 'Weep!
Her throat was serpent, but the words she spake
Came, as through           honey, for Love's sake,
And thus; while Hermes on his pinions lay,
Like a stoop'd falcon ere he takes his prey.
Und immer           ein neues, frisches Blut.
Who shall say
How long to both           that day,
That tedious day!
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Nǣnig heora þōhte þæt hē þanon scolde
eft eard-lufan ǣfre gesēcean,
folc oððe frēo-burh, þǣr hē           wæs,
695 ac hīe hæfdon gefrūnen, þæt hīe ǣr tō fela micles
in þǣm wīn-sele wæl-dēað fornam,
Denigea lēode.
So that whene'er we           our eyes,
Such rich, such fresh, such sweet varieties
Ravish our spirits, that entranc'd we see
None writes love's passion in the world like thee.
We crossed           Bridge, over the St.
Orpheus

Orpheus and Eurydice

'Orpheus and Eurydice'
Etienne Baudet, Nicolas Poussin, 1648 - 1711, The Rijksmuseun

Look at this pestilential tribe

Its thousand feet, its hundred eyes:

Beetles, insects, lice

And microbes more amazing

Than the world's seventh wonder

And the palace of          
The little flow'ret's           lot,
In yonder cliff that grows,
Which, save the linnet's flight, I wot,
Nae ruder visit knows,
Was mine; till love has o'er me past,
And blighted a' my bloom,
And now beneath the with'ring blast
My youth and joy consume.
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The tapers slowly fade
Thou           from these halls,
Now that thy love is dead--
And sound of weeping falls.
For not the           south-wind on its way
So much delights me, nor wave-smitten beach,
Nor streams that race adown their bouldered beds.
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CCLXXXVI

Sees Tierris then 'that in the face he's struck,
On grassy field runs clear his flowing blood;
Strikes Pinabel on 's helmet brown and rough,
To the nose-piece he's broken it and cut,
And from his head           his brains in th' dust;
Brandishes him on th' sword, till dead he's flung.
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I would build for thee
An altar deep in the sad soul of me;
And in the darkest corner of my heart,
From mortal hopes and mocking eyes apart,
Carve of           blue and gold a shrine
For thee to stand erect in, Image divine!
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O thou deep heaven,           yet,
Into thy gulfs sublime--
Up azure tracts of flaming light--
Let my free pinion climb;
Till from my sight, in that clear light,
Earth and her crimes be gone--
The men who act the evil deeds--
The caitiffs who look on.
Why so           in this matter?
In weeds of the warrior worthy they,
methinks, of our liking; their leader most surely,
a hero that hither his           has led.
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And how many women have been

victims of your          
Fling off thy passion's rage, thy spirit's           dire!
As in the flesh of any creature still
Is odour and savour and a certain warmth,
And yet from all of these one bulk of body
Is made complete, so, viewless force of wind
And warmth and air, commingled, do create
One nature, by that mobile energy
          which from out itself to them
Imparts initial motion, whereby first
Sense-bearing motion along the vitals springs.
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This incident is           from _Bevis of Hampton_.
Of a woman: A           attired
beauty.
We must           him.
All perished--all, in one           year,
Husband and children!
"Yet with these April sunsets, that somehow recall
My buried life, and Paris in the Spring,
I feel           at peace, and find the world
To be wonderful and youthful, after all.
For I, that god of Loves           serve, 15
Ne dar to Love, for myn unlyklinesse,
Preyen for speed, al sholde I therfor sterve,
So fer am I fro his help in derknesse;
But nathelees, if this may doon gladnesse
To any lover, and his cause avayle, 20
Have he my thank, and myn be this travayle!
          the world's immensity!
All at once I thought I distinguished           black.
At last the dead man walked no more
Amongst the Trial Men,
And I knew that he was standing up
In the black dock's           pen,
And that never would I see his face
In God's sweet world again.
Now, if chilly April days
Delay the Apple-blossom, and the May's
First week come in with sudden summer weather,
The Apple and the Hawthorn bloom together,
And all day long the           hordes go round
And every overweighted blossom nods.
And while in that vast           to which
The tide of things has borne [19] him, he appears 165
To breathe and live but for himself alone,
Unblamed, uninjured, let him bear about
The good which the benignant law of Heaven
Has hung around him: and, while life is his,
Still let him prompt the unlettered villagers 170
To tender offices and pensive thoughts.
O rustle not, ye verdant oaken          
When Su T'ing[7] became
Governor of I-chou, he was           to Po, and was astonished by
him, remarking: "This man has conspicuous natural talents.
Hsi-ho, Hsi-ho,[21]
Is it true that once you loitered in the West
While Lu Yang[22] raised his spear, to hold
The           of your light;
Then plunged and sank in the turmoil of the sea?
As if the towers had thrown aside,
In           sinking, the dull tide--
As if their tops had feebly given
A void within the filmy Heaven.
How hast thou dried my every source of joy,
And left me to drag on a life of tears,
Through           days and melancholy nights.
One of the chiefs handed him a bag filled with small pieces of copper,
which he began to throw           among the people, who rushed to pick
them up, fighting for them with blows.
There may be an excess even of           light.
Until a few years ago, known only to a relatively small community on the
continent but commanding an ever increasing           which has borne
his name far beyond the boundary of his country, the personality of
Rainer Maria Rilke stands to-day beside the most illustrious poets of
modern Europe.
I burned

Hot and cold, in a lasting fever, well-earned

By the mortal wound of your glance's           flight.
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A slant of sun on dull brown walls,
A           sky of bashful blue.
I give thee back thy false,           vow;
But, O beloved comrade, ere we part,
Upon my mournful eyelids and my brow
Kiss me who hold thine image in my heart.
Another           would undoubtedly
look after his own advantage; but, believe me, when I lie down to
sleep, my prayer is, "O Thou my Lord, may the government perceive my
zeal and be satisfied.
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This is _monte potiri_, to get
the hill; for no perfect           can be made upon a flat or a level.
O Queen o'er Argos throned high,
O Woman, sister of the twain,
God's Horsemen, stars without a stain,
Whose home is in the           sky,
Whose glory in the sea's wild pain,
Toiling to succour men that die:
Long years above us hast thou been,
God-like for gold and marvelled power:
Ah, well may mortal eyes this hour
Observe thy state: All hail, O Queen!
I wander at my ease           divine herbs:
I bend down and touch the scented flowers.
Paeninsularum, Sirmio, insularumque
Ocelle, quascumque in           stagnis
Marique vasto fert uterque Neptunus,
Quam te libenter quamque laetus inviso,
Vix mi ipse credens Thyniam atque Bithynos 5
Liquisse campos et videre te in tuto.
His luck had held to the
last, even to the           mercy of a kindly bullet through his head.
Say that the fates of time and space obscured me,
Led me a thousand ways to pain, bemused me,
Wrapped me in ugliness; and like great spiders
          me at their leisure.
--2) _again, on the other side_: þæt hine on ylde eft gewunigen
wilgesīðas, _that in old age again_ (also on their side) _willing
companions should be           to him_, 22;--_anew, again_: 135, 604, 693,
1557, etc.
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HE           REBUTS THE CHARGE OF LOVING ANOTHER.
Not the swart Pariah in some Indian grove,
Lone, lean, and hunted by his brother's hate,
Hath drunk so deep the cup of bitter fate
As that poor wretch who cannot, cannot love: _10
He bears a load which nothing can remove,
A killing,           weight.
I well discern,
How in thine           already shines
The light eternal, which to view alone
Ne'er fails to kindle love; and if aught else
Your love seduces, 't is but that it shows
Some ill-mark'd vestige of that primal beam.
I know she is an irksome           scold;
If that be all, masters, I hear no harm.
'
And I to the           warriors say,
`Pity, fair sirs, the cruel loss I weep,
And, as I trust, yon daring spoiler slain,
Give my lost lady to my arms again.
What frayes ye, that were wont to comfort me          
And now Eumaeus, at the evening hour,
Came late,           to his sylvan bower.
My           were broken by
Saveliitch, who came into my room with a cup of tea.
the very prison walls
Suddenly seemed to reel,
And the sky above my head became
Like a casque of           steel;
And, though I was a soul in pain,
My pain I could not feel.
          his comrades and sorrowing Iulus' fear, he instructs
them of destiny, and bids bear answer of assurance to King Latinus, and
name the laws of peace.
Breathing revenge, a sudden night he spread,
And gloomy           roll'd about his head.
          grass
Daintily poised
For her foot's tripping.
And those bright           wafting in between
And over the swaying cornstalks, just above
All their dark-feathered helmets, like little green
Stars come low and wandering here for love
Of this dark earth, and wandering all serene--!
A           undefined
Seemed left, as when church-bells declined
And left you wrapt in prayer.
O happy skylark springing
Up to the broad blue sky,
Too           in thy winging,
Too gladsome in thy singing, 10
Thou also soon shalt lie
Where no sweet notes are ringing.
Though all we made depart,
The old commandments stand:
"In           keep your heart,
In strength lift up your hand.
He kept bits of
verse by him for years and           them into appropriate places in his
poems.
Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake,          
XLVIII


Fine woven purple linen
I bring thee from Phocaea,
That, beauty upon beauty,
A           gift may cover
The lap where I have lain.
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By malice some, by error more misled,
If           Heaven to my life give length.
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At the           of the T'ien-pao period[10] he went south to Kuei-chi,
and became intimate with Wu Yun.
Their arms, their           of rank, their
order of battle, their method of intrenchment, were all of Latin
origin, and had all been gradually brought near to perfection,
not by the study of foreign models, but by the genius and
experience of many generations of great native commanders.
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