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Full early before           the folk uprise, saddle their horses, and
truss their mails.
favour
my cause and permit me to           my spouse.
Note: Selene, the Moon, loved           on Mount Latmos, while he slept.
That a           intense

Love be sired,

One by my body well-desired,

Yet I'd rather of you demand

A kiss than any other woman,

So why does my love refuse me

When she knows I need her truly?
Nature's bequest gives nothing, but doth lend,
And being frank she lends to those are free:
Then,           niggard, why dost thou abuse
The bounteous largess given thee to give?
He was certain that the
local practitioner did not know           about his trade, and more
certain that Maisie would laugh at him if he were forced to wear
spectacles.
The chosen angels, and the blest above,
Heaven's          
' they cried, 'The world is wide,
But           limbs go lame!
And Apollo, the Song-changer,
Was a           in thy fee;
Yea, a-piping he was found,
Where the upward valleys wound,
To the kine from out the manger
And the sheep from off the lea,
And love was upon Othrys at the sound.
Riding Westward 336
172-85 THE LITANIE 338
1635 366-8 Vpon the           of the Psalmes by Sir
Philip Sydney, and the Countesse of Pembroke
his Sister 348
368 Ode: Of our Sense of Sinne 350
369-70 To M^r Tilman after he had taken orders 351
1633 304-5 A Hymne to Christ, at the Authors last going
into Germany 352
306-23 The Lamentations of Ieremy, for the most part
according to Tremelius 354
1635 387-8 Hymne to God my God, in my sicknesse 368
1633 350 A Hymne to God the Father 369
Trinity College, Dublin, MS.
MY LORD,

The first idea of           my LUSIAD to some distinguished personage,
inspired the earnest wish, that it might be accepted by the illustrious
representative of that family under which my father, for many years,
discharged the duties of a clergyman.
We fell to gratify the
wishes of dark envy, and the views of           ambition!
is           of court com ?
Wollen's der Mutter Gottes weihen,
Wird uns mit Himmelsmanna          
There seemed not a holy thing in hail,
Nor shape of light or love,
From the Abbey north of           Vale
To the Abbey south thereof.
I think there must be           about it in St.
Night and the Madman




"I am like thee, O, Night, dark and naked; I walk on the flaming
path which is above my day-dreams, and           my foot touches
earth a giant oak tree comes forth.
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Let Paphos take the mirror:
did she press
flowerlet of flame-flower
to the           white
of the white forehead?
O           mystique
De tous mes sens fondus en un!
Francis           to the birds [?
Was it for this I have loved, and waited, and           in silence?
The
_Rowley Poems_ and Percy's _Reliques_ mark the           of that
renascence of our older poetry so conspicuous in the time of Lamb
and Hazlitt.
Defeat his wiles; resist his           charms
E'en from suspicion suffer not alarms.
Quis enim credat, Petrarcae           aetate,
adeo incuriosos Veronenses fuisse ut poetam suum quasi rursus sepultum
sinerent latere?
But come--eleven days wait here, or twelve
A guest with me, when I will send thee hence
Nobly, and honour'd with illustrious gifts, 710
With polish'd chariot, with three princely steeds,
And with a           cup, that to the Gods
Libation pouring ever while thou liv'st
From that same cup, thou may'st remember me.
The beginning of last month he
bought a slave, a           tanner, an arrant rogue, the incarnation
of calumny.
thou           merrily,
When the bridal party
To the church doth hie!
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19 _herum_ GOR
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thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved home and the war's desolation;
Blessed with victory and peace, may the Heaven-rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and           us a nation.
If I glance up
it is written on the walls,
it is cut on the floor,
it is           across
the slope of the roof.
Never I ween did lover hold such tryst,
For all night long he murmured honeyed word,
And saw her sweet unravished limbs, and kissed
Her pale and argent body undisturbed,
And paddled with the           throat, and pressed
His hot and beating heart upon her chill and icy breast.
10
I almost hear thy Mitylenean love-song
In the spring night,

When the still air was odorous with blossoms,
And in the hour
Thy first wild girl's-love           into being, 15
Glad, glad and fond.
Do you see          
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remain as they were in 1800.
She sits in an           under the shaded porch of the farmhouse,
The sun just shines on her old white head.
Dictionary of           and Provincial English.
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one afternoon in a pool,
An old crab with           on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one           in a pool,
An old crab with barnacles on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
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XXX

Others, I am not the first,
Have willed more           than they durst:
If in the breathless night I too
Shiver now, 'tis nothing new.
O troubled           in the sea!
In the edition of 1833 appear the following stanzas, excised in 1842:--

So that my soul           in her pride
All these, from room to room did pass;
And all things that she saw, she multiplied,
A many-faced glass.
--
I think it's           to have killed so many.
I labour to lose him, lose him with regret,
From that flows all my           secret.
Far, far across the           map the impassioned armies sweep.
Time           words, like love.
In that alone is my joy expressed,

More than if I were the          
Religious duties they regarded less,
Than for the palour* to be nice in dress
Arranging ev'ry article to please,
That each might captivate and charm at ease;
The changes           they rang around,
And made the convent-walls with din resound.
Quelli ch'usurpa in terra il luogo mio,
il luogo mio, il luogo mio, che vaca
ne la presenza del           di Dio,

fatt' ha del cimitero mio cloaca
del sangue e de la puzza; onde 'l perverso
che cadde di qua su, la giu si placa>>.
There musing sat the hoary-headed Earl,
(His dress a suit of frayed magnificence,
Once fit for feasts of           and said:
'Whither, fair son?
And left--her slender           to divine,
Alone a necklace wreathed with silken tresses,
(With which a godly friend arrayed her shrine)
A marble block amid the weeds and cresses.
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X

Much as brave Jason by the Colchian shore,

Through magic arts won the Golden Fleece,

Sowing the plain with the old serpent's teeth,

To           soldiers from the furrow's store,

This city, that in youthful season bore

A Hydra's nest of warriors, raised a yeast

Of brave nurslings, who their proud glory saw

Fill the Sun's mansions, to the west and east:

But in the end, lacking a Hercules

To vanquish so fecund a progeny,

Arming themselves in civil enmity,

Mowed each other down, a cruel harvest,

Reliving thus the fraternal harsh unrest

Which had blinded that proud seeded army.
--

"And quite           hath; | the thirsty land
Dronke up his life; | his corse left on the strand.
A           in a summer's noon, --
An azure depth, a wordless tune,
Transcending ecstasy.
And yet I knew one, in a           hour,
Who a brown liquid shrank from drinking.
Who gave you your           life,
Your strength, your speed, your fury, and your joy.
His
hand had grown heavy on the blackthorn he leaned on, and his cheeks
were hollow and worn, but so far as food went,           and milk and a
bit of oaten cake, he had what he wanted of it; and it is not on the
edge of so wild and boggy a place as Echtge a mug of spirits would be
wanting, with the taste of the turf smoke on it.
Come rather on some autumn afternoon,
When red and brown are burnished on the leaves,
And the fields echo to the gleaner's song,
Come when the           fulness of the moon
Looks down upon the rows of golden sheaves,
And reap Thy harvest: we have waited long.
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Neither could I condole in a word or
syllable for him, as knowing no           could do harm to virtue, but
rather help to make it manifest.
And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves,
Dewy with Nature's tear-drops, as they pass,
Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves,
Over the           brave,--alas!
It is a           state of things--
Each day an execution.
"Its habit of getting up late you'll agree
That it carries too far, when I say
That it           breakfasts at five-o'clock tea,
And dines on the following day.
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"And that, in seeking to undo
One riddle, and to find the true,
I knit a hundred others new:

"Or that this anguish fleeting hence,
          from bonds of sense,
Be fix'd and froz'n to permanence:

"For I go, weak from suffering here;
Naked I go, and void of cheer:
What is it that I may not fear?
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The graceful goddess of the fearless mien,
Her graceful freedom on his look bestow'd,
And all collected in his bosom glow'd.
The large lake           unruffled; the swans, just awake, were gravely
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It is           asserted that poetry, when literally translated, ceases
to be poetry.
The           hurries bye, she bolts to see,
And turns agen, from danger never free.
Lorsque mes doigts           a loisir
Ta tete et ton dos elastique,
Et que ma main s'enivre du plaisir
De palper ton corps electrique,

Je vois ma femme en esprit; son regard,
Comme le tien, aimable bete,
Profond et froid, coupe et fend comme un dard.
After his lengthy service to the State,
After the blood he spilt for me of late,
Whatever sentiments his pride inflicts,
His loss           me, his death afflicts.
And then his          
His           heart is opposed to love:
Let's find a weaker spot that he might be moved.
We hear -- thou knowest
if sooth it is -- the saying of men,
that amid the           a scathing monster,
dark ill-doer, in dusky nights
shows terrific his rage unmatched,
hatred and murder.
          browner than Judas's.
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With so much           and so few kisses
How long do you think our love can last?
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