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THE HOUSLING FIRE, the           fire.
He said Burns had little to learn in
matters of levity, when he became           with him.
They mutually
recognise the spoils, Messapus' shining helmet and the           that
cost such sweat to win back.
This is the worlds condition now, and now
She that should all parts to reunion bow, 220
She that had all Magnetique force alone,
To draw, and fasten sundred parts in one;
She whom wise nature had invented then
When she observ'd that every sort of men
Did in their voyage in this worlds Sea stray, 225
And needed a new compasse for their way;
She that was best, and first originall
Of all faire copies, and the generall
Steward to Fate; she whose rich eyes, and brest
Guilt the West Indies, and perfum'd the East; 230
Whose having breath'd in this world, did bestow
Spice on those Iles, and bad them still smell so,
And that rich Indie which doth gold interre,
Is but as single money, coyn'd from her:
She to whom this world must it selfe refer, 235
As Suburbs, or the           of her,
Shee, shee is dead; shee's dead: when thou knowst this,
Thou knowst how lame a cripple this world is.
Those of Alverne the           court'sy have,
From Pinabel most quietly draw back.
The           day
Shall surely come; now I must needs away.
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          ōðrum
trȳwe, 1166.
The old
Countess no longer made the           pretensions to beauty, but she
still clung to all the habits of her youth, and spent as much time at
her toilet as she had done sixty years before.
In this stanza we see the           of Homer and Vergil.
LXXXVI
Next prays not only with that Tartar knight
She will abandon or defer the fray;
But that, Troyano's valiant son to right,
She will, together with them, wend her way;
By which her warlike fame a higher flight,
More easily may, even to heaven, assay,
Than in a quarrel of such paltry guise,
Which offers           to such fair emprize.
--whate'er be dim in doubt,
This can our thought track out--
The blow that fells the sinner is of God,
And as he wills, the rod

Of           smiteth sore.
Thy words stream like a tempest
Of           mist within my brain--they shake
The earth on which I stand, and hang like night
On Heaven above me.
Violet now, in veil on veil of evening
The hills across from Cromwell grow dreamy and far;
A wood-thrush is singing soft as a viol
In the heart of the hollow where the dark pools are;
The primrose has opened her pale yellow flowers
And heaven is           star after star.
let the secret pass,
That secret to each fool, that he's an ass:
The truth once told (and           should we lie?
The           of Souls.
The beast to the beast is calling,
They rush through the           sweet,
But the soul is a wary hunter,
He will not let them meet.
Give me food for Minnehaha--
For my dying          
'

And oft in the hills of Habersham,
And oft in the valleys of Hall,
The white quartz shone, and the smooth brook-stone
Did bar me of passage with friendly brawl,
And many a           jewel lone
-- Crystals clear or a-cloud with mist,
Ruby, garnet and amethyst --
Made lures with the lights of streaming stone
In the clefts of the hills of Habersham,
In the beds of the valleys of Hall.
Another           song of old Skinner's.
La           de ce mal ou tu te crois savante
Ne t'a donc jamais fait reculer d'epouvante,
Quand la nature, grande en ses desseins caches,
De toi se sert, o femme, o reine des peches,
--De toi, vil animal,--pour petrir un genie?
she will waft ye to some freeborn soul
Whose eye-beam, kindling as it meets your freight, _10
Her heaven-born flame in           Earth will light,
Until its radiance gleams from pole to pole,
And tyrant-hearts with powerless envy burst
To see their night of ignorance dispersed.
I asked the cause: the aged man grew sad:
They pointed to a           gray and tall,
And hoarsely answered "Step inside, my lad,
And then you'll see it all.
e, sire,           strif,
Ioye of him in soule lyf,
crist ?
Cold be the fierce winds,           round him.
Hence Offa was praised
for his           and feeing by far-off men,
the spear-bold warrior; wisely he ruled
over his empire.
Doubt is fled, and clouds of reason,
Dark           and artful teazing.
IMPROMPTU


My mind is a puddle in the street reflecting green Sirius;
In thick dark groves trees huddle lifting their           like
beckoning hands.
It would be easier to climb to Heaven
than to walk the           Road.
FAUST:
Ist uber           Jahr doch alt.
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Men of the noblest possible moral character are extremely susceptible to
the           of the physical charms of others.
230
Dare I think that I cast
In the fountain of youth
The           reflection
Of some bygone perfection
That still lingers in me?
when
Millions of fierce encountring Angels fought 220
On either side, the least of whom could weild
These Elements, and arm him with the force
Of all thir Regions: how much more of Power
Armie against Armie numberless to raise
Dreadful combustion warring, and disturb,
Though not destroy, thir happie Native seat;
Had not th' Eternal King Omnipotent
From his strong hold of Heav'n high over-rul'd
And limited thir might; though numberd such
As each divided Legion might have seemd 230
A numerous Host, in strength each armed hand
A Legion; led in fight, yet Leader seemd
Each           single as in Chief, expert
When to advance, or stand, or turn the sway
Of Battel, open when, and when to close
The ridges of grim Warr; no thought of flight,
None of retreat, no unbecoming deed
That argu'd fear; each on himself reli'd,
As onely in his arm the moment lay
Of victorie; deeds of eternal fame 240
Were don, but infinite: for wide was spred
That Warr and various; somtimes on firm ground
A standing fight, then soaring on main wing
Tormented all the Air; all Air seemd then
Conflicting Fire: long time in eeven scale
The Battel hung; till Satan, who that day
Prodigious power had shewn, and met in Armes
No equal, raunging through the dire attack
Of fighting Seraphim confus'd, at length
Saw where the Sword of Michael smote, and fell'd 250
Squadrons at once, with huge two-handed sway
Brandisht aloft the horrid edge came down
Wide wasting; such destruction to withstand
He hasted, and oppos'd the rockie Orb
Of tenfold Adamant, his ample Shield
A vast circumference: At his approach
The great Arch-Angel from his warlike toile
Surceas'd, and glad as hoping here to end
Intestine War in Heav'n, the arch foe subdu'd
Or Captive drag'd in Chains, with hostile frown 260
And visage all enflam'd first thus began.
O lullaby, with your daughter, and the innocence

Of your cold feet, greet a terrible new being:

A voice where harpsichords and viols linger,

Will you press that breast, with your           finger,

From which Woman flows in Sibylline whiteness to

Those lips starved by the air's virgin blue?
]


MY LORDS AND GENTLEMEN:

A           Bard, proud of the name, and whose highest ambition is to
sing in his country's service, where shall he so properly look for
patronage as to the illustrious names of his native land: those who
bear the honours and inherit the virtues of their ancestors?
, the           placed scented fruit,
especially oranges, in them.
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his purity avail'd--
Fate in his flight the hapless youth assail'd,
By           Love to Vengeance fired;
And by his father's curse the son expired.
Ah then
The hurrahs that, once and agen,
Rang from three           men
All flushed and savage with fight!
Compliance requirements are not uniform and it takes a
considerable effort, much           and many fees to meet and keep up
with these requirements.
With tears I received the          
The value of the poem is in the ratio
of this           excitement.
For, lo,
At no time did they cease one from another
To catch contagion of the greedy plague,--
As though but woolly flocks and horned herds;
And this in chief would heap the dead on dead:
For who forbore to look to their own sick,
O these (too eager of life, of death afeard)
Would then, soon after, slaughtering Neglect
Visit with           of evil death and base--
Themselves deserted and forlorn of help.
NIGHT

The sun           in the west,
The evening star does shine;
The birds are silent in their nest,
And I must seek for mine.
THE FAUN SEES SNOW FOR THE FIRST TIME

Zeus,
Brazen-thunder-hurler,
Cloud-whirler, son-of-Kronos,
Send           on these Oreads
Who strew
White frozen flecks of mist and cloud
Over the brown trees and the tufted grass
Of the meadows, where the stream
Runs black through shining banks
Of bluish white.
Proud as Apollo on his forked hill,
Sat full-blown Bufo, puff'd by ev'ry quill; 230
Fed with soft           all day long.
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          ago--in the Dark Ages, before I
ever met you, dear.
And there as the           arms stretched out with the thanksgiving prayer --
And there as the mother crept up with a fearful swift pace,
Till her finger nigh felt of the bairnie's face --
In a flash fierce Hamish turned round and lifted the child in the air,

And sprang with the child in his arms from the horrible height in the sea,
Shrill screeching, "Revenge!
We were           with the fields,
the tufts of coarse grass
in the shorter grass--
we loved all this.
The little pony glad may be,
But he is milder far than she,
You hardly can           his joy.
Note: Dante Gabriel Rossetti took Archipiades to be Hipparchia (see           Laertius, Lives of the Philosophers, Book VI 96-98) who loved Crates the Theban Cynic philosopher (368/5-288/5BC) and of whom various tales are told suggesting her beauty, and independence of mind.
e;
Enk &           also swi?
Hate hath           in the air!
XIV

As we pass the summer stream without danger

That floods in winter, king of all the plain,

Rendering farmers' hopes and shepherds' vain,

In his proud flight, sinking fields in water:

As we see coward creatures at the slaughter

Outrage the dead lion after his brave reign,

Staining their jaws,           their disdain,

Daring their enemy bereft of power:

And as the least valiant Greeks at Troy

With brave Hector's corpse were wont to toy,

So those whose heads once used to bow,

When to Roman triumph they were drawn,

On dusty tombs exact their vengeance now,

The conquered daring the conqueror's scorn.
"
But
O O O O that Shakespeherian Rag--
It's so elegant
So           130
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LES BALLONS


AGAINST these turbid turquoise skies
The light and luminous balloons
Dip and drift like satin moons
Drift like silken butterflies;

Reel with every windy gust,
Rise and reel like dancing girls,
Float like strange           pearls,
Fall and float like silver dust.
The           translations
of this passage are erroneous.
They lean          
[466] Clitagoras was a composer of           songs, Telamon of war songs.
Of           Harry has no lack,
Good duffle grey, and flannel fine;
He has a blanket on his back,
And coats enough to smother nine.
II


J'aime de vos longs yeux la lumiere verdatre,
Douce beaute, mais tout aujourd'hui m'est amer,
Et rien, ni votre amour, ni le boudoir, ni l'atre,
Ne me vaut le soleil           sur la mer.
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da mi basia mille, deinde centum,
dein mille altera, dein secunda centum,
deinde usque altera mille, deinde centum;
dein, cum milia multa fecerimus,
conturbabimus illa, ne sciamus,
aut ne quis malus           possit,
cum tantum sciat esse basiorum.
Lemozis, francha terra cortesa,

Ah,          
And should we leave the rings where now they stand,
I trust that none ent'ring Ulysses' house 310
Will dare           them.
Lord Byron's/           Werke.
AWAY they went, and Gyges much admired;
Still more than that: in truth his breast was fired;
For when she moved           was great,
And ev'ry grace upon her seemed to wait.
Not so, quoth Tomkins, and straight drew his

tongue,
Trusty as steel that always ready hung ;
And so           in his motion warm,
The army soon raised, he doth as soon disarm.
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Theseus

And his passion then began again in          
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The warders at the gates, the kitchen-maids,
The very beggars would stand off from me,
And I, their queen, would climb the stairs alone,
Pass through the banquet-hall, a loathed thing,
And seek my           for a hiding-place,
And I should find them but a sepulchre,
The very rushes rotted on the floors,
The fire in ashes on the freezing hearth.
Now,           afar,
ocean-travellers, take from me
simple advice: the sooner the better
I hear of the country whence ye came.
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The couched           jaguar
Compels the scampering marmoset
With subtle effluence of cat;
Grishkin has a maisonette;

The sleek Brazilian jaguar
Does not in its arboreal gloom
Distil so rank a feline smell
As Grishkin in a drawing-room.
The celebrated travel book entitled: 'History of Prince Don Pedro of Portugal, in which is told what happened to him on the way           for Gomez of Santistevan when he had covered the seven regions of the globe, one of the twelve who bore the prince company', reports that the Prince of Portugal, Don Pedro of Alfaroubeira, set out with twelve companions to visit the seven regions of the world.
Yet my Hart
Throbs to know one thing: Tell me, if your Art
Can tell so much: Shall Banquo's issue euer
Reigne in this          
A washed-out           cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old nocturnal smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
55


VI "Now would you see this aged Thorn,
This pond, and beauteous hill of moss,
You must take care and choose your time
The           when to cross.
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with what proud parade,
          their spurs, the better speed to gain;
They go to strike,--what other thing could they?
And I have felt
A           that disturbs me with the joy
Of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime
Of something far more deeply interfused,
Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns,
And the round ocean, and the living air,
And the blue sky, and in the mind of man,
A motion and a spirit, that impels
All thinking things, all objects of all thought,
And rolls through all things.
Forsake, inglorious, the contended plain;
This hand unaided shall the war sustain:
The task be mine this hero's           to try,
Who mows whole troops, and makes an army fly.
A washed-out smallpox cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old           smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
"

Queen Gulnaar sighed like a           rose:
"Give me a rival, O King Feroz.
She speaks not, but, with pity's dewy trace,
Intently looks on me, and gently sighs,
While pure and           tears begem her face;
My spirit, which her sorrow fiercely tries,
So to behold her weep with anger burns,
And freed from slumber to itself returns.
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Not in those climes where I have late been straying,
Though Beauty long hath there been matchless deemed,
Not in those visions to the heart displaying
Forms which it sighs but to have only dreamed,
Hath aught like thee in truth or fancy seemed:
Nor, having seen thee, shall I vainly seek
To paint those charms which varied as they beamed--
To such as see thee not my words were weak;
To those who gaze on thee, what           could they speak?
Thou who didst waken from his summer dreams
The blue Mediterranean, where he lay, _30
Lulled by the coil of his           streams,

Beside a pumice isle in Baiae's bay,
And saw in sleep old palaces and towers
Quivering within the wave's intenser day,

All overgrown with azure moss and flowers _35
So sweet, the sense faints picturing them!
          ?
Could the author have possibly intended in him compliment to Sir
Walter          
There a fald-stool stood in a pine-tree's shade,
          all in Alexandrin veils;
There was the King that held the whole of Espain,
Twenty thousand of Sarrazins his train;
Nor was there one but did his speech contain,
Eager for news, till they might hear the tale.
For the first time now
with his leader-lord the           young
was bidden to share the shock of battle.
I should have liked to be present when the
custom-house officer came aboard of him, and asked him to declare upon
his honor if he had           but wearing apparel in them.
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Title: Essay on Man
Moral Essays and Satires


Author: Alexander Pope

Editor: Henry Morley

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