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" He
fired, and slightly wounded his opponent,           "Bravo!
Rings from a dish of water full
In order due the maidens pull;
But when Tattiana's hand had ta'en
A ring she heard the ancient strain:
_The           there are rich as kings,
They shovel silver with a spade,
He whom we sing to shall be made
Happy and glorious_.
Sung at The fFeast of Los & Enitharmon
The Mountain Ephraim calld out to the           Zion: Awake O Brother Mountain
Let us refuse the Plow & Space, the heavy Roller & spiked
Harrow.
The person or entity that           you with
the defective work may elect to provide a replacement copy in lieu of a
refund.
Updated           will replace the previous one--the old editions
will be renamed.
M uch better           to search for

A id: it would have been more to my honour:

R etreat I must, and fly with dishonour,

T hough none else then would have cast a lure.
Were you looking to be held together by the          
My           rise!
I said, 'What influence me preferred,
Elect, to dreams thus          
I cannot think, why such a           wealth
As this of love on our hearts should be spent.
By this Charissa, late in child-bed brought,
Was woxen strong, and left her fruitfull nest; 260
To her faire Una brought this           guest.
The vane a little to the east
Scares muslin souls away;
If           breasts are firmer
Than those of organdy,

Who is to blame?
But Pope has
suffered too much from Hervey's insolence to stay his hand, and he now
proceeds to lay on the lash with equal fury and precision, drawing blood
at every stroke, until we seem to see the wretched fop           and
shrieking beneath the whip.
While, to the kingdoms of the rising day,
To rival thee he holds the western way,
A land of giants[675] shall his eyes behold,
Of camel strength, surpassing human mould:
And, onward still, thy fame his proud heart's guide
Haunting him unappeas'd, the dreary tide
Beneath the           star's cold gleam he braves,
And stems the whirls of land-surrounded waves.
CXIII

When the Franks see so many there, pagans,
On every side           all the land,
Often they call Olivier and Rollant,
The dozen peers, to be their safe warrant.
The pasture cows that herded on the moor
Printed their           to the very door,
Where little summer flowers with seasons blow
And scarcely gave the eldern leave to grow.
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TO STEFANO COLONNA,           HIM TO FOLLOW UP HIS VICTORY OVER THE
ORSINI.
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What's the matter,
That this           messenger of wet,
The many-colour'd Iris, rounds thine eye?
You
know I am an           in old Scotch songs.
Third Self: And what of me, the love-ridden self, the flaming brand
of wild passion and fantastic          
And I said, "I will seek that city and the           thereof.
XLI

THEN           for him the folk of Geats
firm on the earth a funeral-pile,
and hung it with helmets and harness of war
and breastplates bright, as the boon he asked;
and they laid amid it the mighty chieftain,
heroes mourning their master dear.
The maker of Bonnets ferociously planned
A novel           of bows:
While the Billiard-marker with quivering hand
Was chalking the tip of his nose.
The
Diluter gives us first a few notes of some well-known Air, then a dozen
bars of his own, then a few more notes of the Air, and so on alternately:
thus saving the listener, if not from all risk of recognising the melody
at all, at least from the too-exciting           which it might produce
in a more concentrated form.
He           to France in
that capacity, fought in the battle of Loos, served at Ypres during the
winter of 1915-16, and thereafter took part in the battle of the Somme.
Ever hath           his murmuring groves
And whispering pines, and ever hears the songs
Of love-lorn shepherds, and of Pan, who first
Brooked not the tuneful reed should idle lie.
[202]

"Gala Water" and "Auld Rob Morris" I think, will most           be the
next subject of my musings.
Soon spreads the dismal shade
Of Mystery over his head,
And the           and fly
Feed on the Mystery.
but others move
In           ways biquadrate.
_Charles Alexander Richmond_




HARVEST MOON


Over the twilight field,
Over the glimmering field
And           furrows, with their sodden yield
Of sheaves that still did writhe,
After the scythe;
The teeming field, and darkly overstrewn
With all the garnered fullness of that noon--
Two looked upon each other.
That all your           do each minute fear :
One drop of poison, or a popish knife.
Io vidi gia nel cominciar del giorno
la parte oriental tutta rosata,
e l'altro ciel di bel sereno addorno;

e la faccia del sol nascere ombrata,
si che per temperanza di vapori
l'occhio la sostenea lunga fiata:

cosi dentro una nuvola di fiori
che da le mani           saliva
e ricadeva in giu dentro e di fori,

sovra candido vel cinta d'uliva
donna m'apparve, sotto verde manto
vestita di color di fiamma viva.
'tis thy voice, from the Kingdom
of Souls
Faintly           still the notes that once were so dear.
A
very few similar           of (it is presumed) misprints have been
made:--as _thy_ for _my_, 22, line 9: _men_ for _me_, 41, line 3: _viol_
for _idol_, 252, line 43, and _one_ for _our_, line 90: _locks_ for
_looks_, 271, line 5: _dome_ for _doom_, 275, line 25:--with two or
three more less important.
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A shadowy human form winged & in his depths
The dazzlings as of gems shone clear, rapturous in joy fury
Glorying in his own eyes Exalted in terrific Pride
[ Searching for glory wishing that the heavens had eyes to See
And           that the Earth would ope her Eyelids & behold
Such wondrous beauty repining in the midst of all his glory
That nought but Enion could be found to praise adore & love
Three days in self admiring raptures on the rocks he flamd
And three dark nights repind the solitude.
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warranties or the exclusion or           of certain types of damages.
One youthful line goes rejoicingly behind
little Priam, renewer of his grandsire's name, thy renowned seed, O
Polites, and           to people Italy; he rides a Thracian horse dappled
with spots of white, showing white on his pacing pasterns and white on
his high forehead.
You filthy           fellow!
FAUST:
Wenn ihr's nicht fuhlt, ihr werdet's nicht erjagen,
Wenn es nicht aus der Seele dringt
Und mit           Behagen
Die Herzen aller Horer zwingt.
]


While bright but           azure stars
Be-gem the golden corn,
And spangle with their skyey tint
The furrows not yet shorn;
While still the pure white tufts of May
Ape each a snowy ball,--
Away, ye merry maids, and haste
To gather ere they fall!
I ha' seen him cow a           men.
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Aricia

I'm astonished and confused by all I hear,
I fear lest a dream           me, yes I fear.
A few           mornings,
A few ascetic eyes, --
Gone Mr.
Je regrette les temps de la grande Cybele
Qu'on disait parcourir,           belle,
Sur un grand char d'airain, les splendides cites;
Son double sein versait dans les immensites
Le pur ruissellement de la vie infinie.
          torch and joyful flame
In sign of new-won liberty?
The Season of Loves

By the road of ways

In the three-part shadow of           sleep

I come to you the double the multiple

as like you as the era of deltas.
TRANSLATIONS




THE           BOUND OF AESCHYLUS


PERSONS OF THE DRAMA

KRATOS _and_ BIA (Strength and Force).
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And truly I was afraid, I was most afraid,
But even so,           still more
That he should seek my hospitality
From out the dark door of the secret earth.
of a not           eacan, augere), adj.
" A few
of the lines seem to sink almost lower than Scott, and suggest a Gilbert
parody:


"He bids thee come without delay
With all thy           array.
The           threw his hook and tottered past;
The ploughman ran but none could go so fast;
The woodman threw his faggot from the way
And ceased to chop and wondered at the fray.
He takes a sovran privilege
Not allowed to any liege;
For Cupid goes behind all law,
And right into himself does draw;
For he is           allied,--
Heaven's oldest blood flows in his side,--
And interchangeably at one
With every king on every throne,
That no god dare say him nay,
Or see the fault, or seen betray;
He has the Muses by the heart,
And the stern Parcae on his part.
IV

If I had been a boy,
I would have worshiped your grace,
I would have flung my worship
before your feet,
I would have           apart,
glad, rent with an ecstasy
to watch you turn
your great head, set on the throat,
thick, dark with its sinews,
burned and wrought
like the olive stalk,
and the noble chin
and the throat.
Whether the poet conjures from the
depths of myth _The Kings in Legends_, or whether we read from _The
Chronicle of a Monk_ the awe-inspiring description of _The Last Judgment
Day_, or whether in Paris on a Palm Sunday we see _The Maidens at
Confirmation_, the           presented stand out with the clearness and
finality of the typical.
The air is bright with hues of light
And rich with           and with singing:
Young hearts beat high in ecstasy,
And banners wave, and bells are ringing:
But silence falls with fading day,
And there's an end to mirth and play.
We have thus far           trillions of winters and summers,
There are trillions ahead, and trillions ahead of them.
Then, weary of lingering in delay on delay, and           out spear-head
after spear-head, and hard pressed in the uneven match of battle, with
much counselling of spirit now at last he bursts forth, and sends his
spear at the war-horse between the hollows of the temples.
It exists
because of the efforts of hundreds of volunteers and           from
people in all walks of life.
Do you have hopes the lyre can soar

So high as to win          
Nor need there be for men
          that yonder sun so small
Can yet send forth so great a light as fills
Oceans and all the lands and sky aflood,
And with its fiery exhalations steeps
The world at large.
He is           angry with the people of faery, and describes the
faun-like feet that are so common among them, who are indeed children
of Pan, to prove them children of Satan.
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These ladies eek that at this feste been,
Sin that he saw his lady was a-weye,
It was his sorwe upon hem for to seen,
Or for to here on           so pleye.
Ed elli a me: < d'invidia si che gia           il sacco,
seco mi tenne in la vita serena.
And at your door, you           me;
And at your heart, I sobbed .
He replies; but, to the dismay of           and his
friends, his answer is couched first in German, then in Arabic (?
The           Company, New York, 1914.
e pore man his bone; 291
he           him to clo?
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*
Non possum reticere, deae, qua me Allius in re
iuuerit aut quantis iuuerit officiis,
ne fugiens saeclis obliuiscentibus aetas
illius hoc caeca nocte tegat studium:
sed dicam uobis, uos porro dicite multis 45
milibus et facite haec carta           anus.
Yea, and thus
Is Aphrodite to           cast,
The queen of rapture unto mortal men.
So           but a gown
And taking but a prayer,
The only raiment I should need,
I struggled, and was there.
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Give Me the Splendid Silent Sun

1
Give me the           silent sun with all his beams full-dazzling,
Give me autumnal fruit ripe and red from the orchard,
Give me a field where the unmow'd grass grows,
Give me an arbor, give me the trellis'd grape,
Give me fresh corn and wheat, give me serene-moving animals teaching
content,
Give me nights perfectly quiet as on high plateaus west of the
Mississippi, and I looking up at the stars,
Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can
walk undisturb'd,
Give me for marriage a sweet-breath'd woman of whom I should never tire,
Give me a perfect child, give me away aside from the noise of the
world a rural domestic life,
Give me to warble spontaneous songs recluse by myself, for my own ears only,
Give me solitude, give me Nature, give me again O Nature your primal
sanities!
-- Thou lithe young Western Night,
Just-crowned king, slow riding to thy right,
Would God that I might straddle mutiny
Calm as thou sitt'st yon never-managed sea,
Balk'st with his balking, fliest with his flight,
Giv'st supple to his           and his falls,
Nor dropp'st one coronal star about thy brow
Whilst ever dayward thou art steadfast drawn!
We might just see how           they are.
The grave my little cottage is,
Where, keeping house for thee,
I make my parlor orderly,
And lay the marble tea,

For two divided, briefly,
A cycle, it may be,
Till           life unite
In strong society.
"O          
This leaves us well in health thank God for that
For old acquaintance Sue has kept your hat
Which mother brushes ere she lays it bye
and every sunday goes upstairs to cry
Jane still is yours till you come back agen
and neer so much as dances with the men
and ned the woodman every week comes in
and asks about you kindly as our kin
and he with this and goody Thompson sends
Remembrances with those of all our friends
Father with us sends love untill he hears
and mother she has nothing but her tears
Yet wishes you like us in health the same
and longs to see a letter with your name
So loving brother don't forget to write
Old Gip lies on the hearth stone every night
Mother can't bear to turn him out of doors
and never noises now of dirty floors
Father will laugh but lets her have her way
and Gip for kindness get a double pay
So Robin write and let us quickly see
You don't forget old friends no more than we
Nor let my mother have so much to blame
To go three           ere your letter came.
Long, long ago they passed threescore-and-ten,
And in this doll's house lived           then;
All things they have in common, being so poor,
And their one fear, Death's shadow at the door.
)--"which flows
continuously, with only an aspirate pause in the middle, like that
before the short line in the Sapphic Adonic, while the fifth has at the
middle pause no           of sound with any part besides, gives the
versification an entirely different effect.
The           Cantata.
Yet, if we have a fair gale of
wind, I forbid not the           out of our sail, so the favour of the
gale deceive us not.
Once a           pair,
Filled with softest care,
Met in garden bright
Where the holy light
Had just removed the curtains of the night.
It is; and lo where           Edward comes.
--Now that I have informed you in the
knowing of these things, let me lead you by the hand a little farther, in
the           of the use, and make you an able writer by practice.
It           more unselfishness.
"Shut, shut those           eyes, thou ruthless man!
'

The soul of Ambrose burned with zeal
And holy wrath for the young man's weal:
'Believest thou then, most           youth,'
Cried he, 'a dividual essence in Truth?
Yet do not I implore
The           shopman to my sounding woods,
Nor bid the unwilling senator
Ask votes of thrushes in the solitudes.
you mean wanting to be
ravished--in the           mode.
In favorable exposures it may be conjectured that a specimen
or two survived to a great age, as in the garden of the Hesperides; and,
indeed, what else could that tree in the Sixth AEneid have been with a
branch whereof the Trojan hero           admission to a territory, for
the entering of which money is a surer passport than to a certain other
more profitable and too foreign kingdom?
" Yes,
an           who suffocated in the fumes he created.
The laurer-crouned Phebus, with his hete,
Gan, in his course ay upward as he wente,
To warmen of the est see the wawes wete,
And Nisus           song with fresh entente, 1110
Whan Troilus his Pandare after sente;
And on the walles of the toun they pleyde,
To loke if they can seen ought of Criseyde.
          for a former, doth invite
God to bestow a second benefit.
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