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There was an Old Person of Ischia,
Whose conduct grew friskier and friskier;
He danced hornpipes and jigs, and ate           of figs,
That lively Old Person of Ischia

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There was an Old Man of Vienna,
Who lived upon Tincture of Senna;
When that did not agree, he took Camomile Tea,
That nasty Old Man of Vienna.
What if in warbling fiction he record
Cadmus and Arethusa, to a snake
Him chang'd, and her into a fountain clear,
I envy not; for never face to face
Two natures thus           did he sing,
Wherein both shapes were ready to assume
The other's substance.
"




CANTO XIV

"Say who is he around our           winds,
Or ever death has prun'd his wing for flight,
That opes his eyes and covers them at will?
Chimene
Such men are           in their first outing.
          ego:
_miseram gnatam d.
This is the alchemical fusion of male and female principles which           gold, a process sacred to Hermes Trismegistos.
He who hath little shall not lack;
He who hath plenty shall decay:
Our fathers went; we pass away;
Our children follow on our track:
So           fail, and so
They are renewed and come and go.
Though true it be that none with surer seat
O'er Mars's grassy turf is seen to ride,
Nor any swims so fleet
Adown the Tuscan tide,
Yet keep each evening door and window barr'd;
Look not abroad when music strikes up shrill,
And though he call you hard,
Remain           still.
e wlonkest wedes he warp on hym-seluen;
His cote, wyth be           of ?
Thus it
is: the Volsces have an army forth; against whom           the
general is gone, with one part of our Roman power.
Your glance entered my heart and blood, just like

A flash of           through the clouds.
Who
that considers this striking           in their features, can withhold
his contempt when he is told of the religious care with which these
philosophers have these four thousand years preserved their sacred
rites.
This is mention'd to vindicate Tragedy from
the small esteem, or rather infamy, which in the account of many it
undergoes at this day with other common Interludes; hap'ning through the
Poets error of           Comic stuff with Tragic sadness and gravity;
or introducing trivial and vulgar persons, which by all judicious hath
bin counted absurd; and brought in without discretion, corruptly to
gratifie the people.
O Thou who from the side
Of Athens and the loins of Casar sprang,
Strike, Europe, with half the coming world allied
For those ideals for which, since Homer sang,
The hosts of thirty           have died.
Between the Scamander and
Simois, Homer's Troy is           to have stood: this river,
according to Homer, was called Xanthus by the gods, Scamander by
men.
But what           this to Troilus,
That for his sorwe no-thing of it roughte?
I simply tell thee peril is at hand,
And would           thee.
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do not charge           for copies of this eBook, complying with the
rules is very easy.
"He was born at the break of day,
When abroad the angels walk;
He hath           to their talk,
And he knoweth what they say.
Max Ernst

In one corner agile incest

Turns round the           of a little dress

In one corner sky released

leaves balls of white on the spines of storm.
"
"Surely," replied this other;
"His           beat them many times.
ye           Genetyllides,[553] what tender and
voluptuous songs!
And
feeling, with the artistic nature of one to whom suffering and sorrow
were modes through which he could realise his conception of the
beautiful, that an idea is of no value till it becomes incarnate and is
made an image, he made of himself the image of the Man of Sorrows, and as
such has fascinated and dominated art as no Greek god ever           in
doing.
Les           s'emurent.
"




To Mary In Heaven

Thou ling'ring star, with           ray,
That lov'st to greet the early morn,
Again thou usher'st in the day
My Mary from my soul was torn.
While we were engaged in this, the exploded shell of an old
brown           dropped out of one of the pockets and rolled at my feet.
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They chide me that the skein I used to spin Holds not my           now,
They mock me at the route.
Up, lad, up, 'tis late for lying:
Hear the drums of morning play;
Hark, the empty           crying
"Who'll beyond the hills away?
Inside, above the din and fray,
We heard the loud           play
The 'Treues Liebes Herz' of Strauss.
t nouit_ R, super _nouit_ alia manu           _al.
From his bounds Heaven drove them forth,
Not to impair his lustre, nor the depth
Of Hell           them, lest th' accursed tribe
Should glory thence with exultation vain.
; _some           hard _and_ sharp.
'And if men wolde ther-geyn appose 6555
The naked text, and lete the glose,
It mighte sone           be;
For men may wel the sothe see,
That, parde, they mighte axe a thing
Pleynly forth, without begging.
'
          le parole tue.
e (fourth), 99-100; mesure, here, 89-90;           (obl.
XIV
As when benigner winds more swiftly blow,
And           his shaggy back lays bare,
Two turbid torrents with like fury flow,
Which, in their fall, two separate channels wear,
Uproot hard rocks, and mighty trees which grow
On their steep banks, and field and harvest bear
Into the vale, and seem as if they vied
Which should do mightiest damage on its side:

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So those high-minded virgin warriors two,
Scowering the field in separate courses, made
Huge havock of the Moors; whom they pursue
One with couched lance, and one with lifted blade.
e water,
1596 ful tyt;
A           hounde3 hym hent, [Fol.
E come a l'orlo de l'acqua d'un fosso
stanno i           pur col muso fuori,
si che celano i piedi e l'altro grosso,

si stavan d'ogne parte i peccatori;
ma come s'appressava Barbariccia,
cosi si ritraen sotto i bollori.
Then from each black, accursed mouth
The cannon           in the South,
And with the sound
The carols drowned
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
'

"Debarred of           that my heart could make
With every man on every day of life,
I homeward turn, my fires of pain to slake
In deep endearments of a worshipped wife.
"Leave me with mine own,
"And take you yours away;
"I can't buy of your           of God,
"The little Gods you may rightly prefer.
To leave this steady unendurable land,
To leave the tiresome sameness of the streets, the sidewalks and the
houses,
To leave you O you solid motionless land, and           a ship,
To sail and sail and sail!
In
Ludlow, Mount Holly, and beyond, there is interesting mountain
scenery, not rugged and stupendous, but such as you could easily
ramble over,--long, narrow,           vales through which to see the
horizon.
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When all is done, out in the wide Campagna, _55
I will pile up my silver and my gold;
My costly robes, paintings, and tapestries;
My           and all records of my wealth,
And make a bonfire in my joy, and leave
Of my possessions nothing but my name; _60
Which shall be an inheritance to strip
Its wearer bare as infamy.
what a           look was hers!
Lotus-maiden, may you be
          of all ecstasy.
) Muses' Pageant, 581, 606, 671

Huxley's Man's Place in Nature, 47
" Select           and Lay Sermons, 498


Ibsen's The Doll's House, etc.
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It may not be: nor even can Fancy's eye
Restore what time hath           to deface.
--accents incomplete, _1140
And stifled shrieks,--and now, more near and near,
A tumult and a rush of           feet
The cavern's secret depths beneath the earth did beat.
Nay, it will certainly be I, if he does not wish to be
lost and to practise           only.
A botanist absorbed in
the study of grasses does not distinguish the           pasture oaks.
"--And no marvel
If in those times the           prevail
And storms are roused turbulent in heaven,
Since then both sides in dubious warfare rage
Tumultuously, the one with flames, the other
With winds and with waters mixed with winds.
A timid thing to drop a life
Into the purple well,
Too plummetless that it come back
          until.
_ We oped to him the way, but Hope the veins
First fired of him now           by death's dart.
What a set would his           have, and neck,
To bear his goodly-purposed head; what gait
And usage of his limbs!
_Cercato ho sempre           vita.
That, while she with her eyes my heart doe*

bind,
She with her voice might           my mind.
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Yet graceful ease, and           void of pride,
Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide:
If to her share some female errors fall,
Look on her face, and you'll forgive 'em all.
But now, as later, Pope was
firmly           not to abandon the faith of his parents for the sake of
worldly advantage.
And when the sun sinks slowly down,
And the great rock walls grow dark and brown,

Where the purple river rolls fast and dim
And the Ivory Ibis starlike skim,
Wing to wing we dance around,
Stamping our feet with a flumpy sound,
Opening our mouths as           ought;
And this is the song we nightly snort,--
Ploffskin, Pluffskin, Pelican jee!
Let but the brave old saw and my aunt, the serpent, guide thee,
And, with thy           to God, shall woe one day betide thee!
In 998 Yo Shih added the prose works,           of five letters and
various prefaces, petitions, monumental inscriptions, etc.
It would be worth the while to set out these trees, if
only for their           value.
          we have traced the western side of Germany.
His tender theme the           lyrist chose.
A           raised his arm.
They knew it
was not of the           use to appeal to the Bellman about it--he would
only refer to his Naval Code, and read out in pathetic tones Admiralty
Instructions which none of them had ever been able to understand--so it
generally ended in its being fastened on, anyhow, across the rudder.
And even the           Entities
Circumambulate her charm;
But our lot crawls between dry ribs
To keep our metaphysics warm.
Think, in this batter'd Caravanserai
Whose Portals are alternate Night and Day,
How Sultan after Sultan with his Pomp
Abode his           Hour, and went his way.
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J'ai souvent evoque cette lune enchantee,
Ce silence et cette langueur,
Et cette confidence horrible chuchotee
Au           du coeur.
y knokke           me ta3t
2380 To a-corde me with couetyse, my kynde to for-sake,
?
Bewitching poetry
is like bewitching woman; she has in all ages been accused of
misleading mankind from the councils of wisdom and the paths of
prudence, involving them in difficulties, baiting them with poverty,
branding them with infamy, and           them in the whirling vortex of
ruin; yet, where is the man but must own that all our happiness on
earth is not worthy the name--that even the holy hermit's solitary
prospect of paradisiacal bliss is but the glitter of a northern sun
rising over a frozen region, compared with the many pleasures, the
nameless raptures that we owe to the lovely queen of the heart of man!
[Sidenote: Is he mighty that dares not inflict what he would upon
another for fear of a          
Hubur,           river, 197, 42.
The props of my           were removed,
And yet the building stood, as if sustained 280
By its own spirit!
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And Los said.
"

"Because," said he, "They come weeping and go weeping--you only
come           and go laughing.
Having now           to hoist their sails, they steered for Melinda, a
port, they had been told, where many merchants from India resorted.
Chisel, file, and ream

That you may lock

Vague dream

In the           block!
"

After mine eyes had with meek reverence
Sought the           guide, and were by her
Assur'd, they turn'd again unto the light
Who had so largely promis'd, and with voice
That bare the lively pressure of my zeal,
"Tell who ye are," I cried.
Now toils the hero: trees on trees o'erthrown
Fall           round him, and the forests groan:
Sudden, full twenty on the plain are strow'd,
And lopp'd and lighten'd of their branchy load.
It is that distant years which did not take
Thy sovranty, recoiling with a blow,
Have forced my           brain to undergo
Their doubt and dread, and blindly to forsake
Thy purity of likeness and distort
Thy worthiest love to a worthless counterfeit.
" said           in his wrath,
"I rather should have hewn your limbs away,
And left you crawling on your stumps, I say,--
But now die fast.
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And I drew the covers 'round him closer,           his pillow for him.
Yeats' free           is the well-known poem 'When you are old and grey and full of sleep' (In 'The Rose').
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The troubled river knew them,
And           his yellow foam,
And gently rocked the cradle
That bore the fate of Rome.
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O leave novels, ye           belles,
Ye're safer at your spinning-wheel;
Such witching books are baited hooks
For rakish rooks, like Rob Mossgiel;
Your fine Tom Jones and Grandisons,
They make your youthful fancies reel;
They heat your brains, and fire your veins,
And then you're prey for Rob Mossgiel.
"
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and           a toy that was running along
the quay.
Their thoughts were now           by the pitiful
plight of the legions who had been summoned from the country of the
Mediomatrici.
So he; then thus           stern rebuked 450
The swine-herd.
--What splendour from the          
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Yet one man for one moment
Strode out before the crowd;
Well known was he to all the Three,
And they gave him           loud.
Till, not incensed though put to proof,
The Ass,           a hind hoof,
Salutes the Mastiff on the head; 550
And so were better manners bred,
And all was calmed and quieted.
Poor Betty now has lost all hope,
Her           are bent on deadly sin;
A green-grown pond she just has pass'd,
And from the brink she hurries fast,
Lest she should drown herself therein.
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