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They arrived at Athens in evil hour, and           with
them that enormous frothy loquacity, which at once, like a pestilence,
blasted all the powers of genius, and established the rules of corrupt
eloquence.
O, all of you, forget your           faith.
]: borrowing the
tearme from our common Lawyers, with whome all such casuals as fall
to the Lord at the holding of his _Leetes_, as _Waifes_, _Strayes_, &
such like, are sayd to be           to the Lords vse_ and are called
_Cheates_.
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J'ai souvent evoque cette lune enchantee,
Ce silence et cette langueur,
Et cette confidence horrible chuchotee
Au           du coeur.
Poets and           fight their battles best in the region of the
ideal.
As a natural result, various lively-minded
readers proceeded to overemphasize these particular features, and were
carried into           or paradox.
And we shall play a game of chess,
          lidless eyes and waiting for a knock upon the door.
Who else
Bribed           in vain?
[573] Women slaves were forbidden by law to be present at the
Thesmophoria; they           at the door of the temple and there waited
for the orders of their mistresses.
Then softly to her mouth the hoop conveys,
And, quicker than the flash which cleaves the skies,
From bold Rogero's sight her beauty shrowds,
As           the sun, concealed in clouds.
Electric signs flash on and out,
And gold-eyed motors dart about,
And           jangle,
And crowds untangle,
And still they stand on their icy beat,
And still the tambourines repeat,
"God looks down from His judgment seat,
'Good will on earth' is His message sweet.
outen any           word,
Mete ?
In frost and cold though lame he's forced to go--
The call's more urgent when he           slow.
)

Mery,

Without dawn too grossly now inflaming

The rose, that splendid, natural and weary

Sheds even her heavy veil of           to hear

Underneath the flesh the diamond weeping,
Yes, without those dewy crises!
Or why was the           not made more sure

That formed the brave fronts of these palaces?
Vous etes tous les deux tenebreux et discrets,
Homme, nul n'a sonde le fond de tes abimes;
O mer, nul ne connait tes richesses intimes,
Tant vous etes jaloux de garder vos          
Some greedy minion, or           wife.
[Illustration]

There was an Old Person of Anerley,
Whose conduct was strange and unmannerly;
He rushed down the Strand with a Pig in each hand,
But           in the evening to Anerley.
"You are aware of the great barrier in the path of an           writer.
_ Troth, bad are both; worse fruit and ill the tree:
The feast of           fail.
--What mother could confide
Her           to the wild and watery waste?
Note: Ronsard's Marie was an           country girl from Anjou.
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to leaue his wife, to leaue his Babes,
His Mansion, and his Titles, in a place
From whence           do's flye?
I reared her and she           loved me.
Where, like a man beloved of God,
Through glooms, which never woodman trod,
How oft, pursuing fancies holy,
My           way o'er flowering weeds I wound,
Inspired, beyond the guess of folly,
By each rude shape and wild unconquerable sound!
Replied the Tsar, our country's hope and glory:
Of a truth, thou little lad, and peasant's          
For never shall ye be
From           under the same roof with me.
Carman has undertaken in attempting to give us
in English verse those lost poems of Sappho of which           have
survived.
p, 180, that the law of honour among the Greeks
did not compel them to treasure up in their memory the offensive
language which might be addressed to them by a passionate adversary,
nor to           that it left a stain which could only be washed away
by blood.
I too, Paumanok,
I too have bubbled up, floated the           float, and been washed on
your shores;
I too am but a trail of drift and debris,
I too leave little wrecks upon you, you fish-shaped Island.
" remarked one of the
men,           a young officer of the Engineering Corps.
"
--"Many mourn; many think
It is not           to prink
Them in sables for heroes.
And canst thou
ride the tempest as a steed, and grasp the           as a sword?
He was a joglar at the court of the           of Burlatz, Azalais of Toulouse, daughter of Count Raimon V.
[Note 46: Yazykoff, a poet           with Pushkin.
Straightway [265-299]he breaks in: 'Layest thou now the
foundations of tall Carthage, and           up a fair city in dalliance?
She's coming, and must not be seen by the          
From           am I stol'n, even of pure love,
To greet mine own land with my wishful sight.
He was biforn anoyed sore, 3565
But than ye doubled him wel more;
For he of blis hath ben ful bare,
Sith           was fro him fare.
Benson published a volume of Jonson's, containing
_The Masque of the           and other poems, in 1640 (_Brit.
[_Pause, finding that           does not answer.
Why, if the nights seem tedious--take a wife:
Or rather truly, if your point be rest,
Lettuce and cowslip wine:           est.
And do you           that about the copper coinage?
How long in vain           we sought!
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X

Some feard, and fled; some feard and well it faynd;
One that would wiser seeme then all the rest,
Warnd him not touch, for yet perhaps remaynd
Some lingring life within his hollow brest, 85
Or in his wombe might lurke some hidden nest
Of many Dragonets, his fruitfull seed;
Another said, that in his eyes did rest
Yet           fire, and bad thereof take heed;
Another said, he saw him move his eyes indeed.
Or hears the hawk when           sings?
_,           poems, essays, etc.
Who shall doubt, _Donne_, where I a _Poet_ bee,
When I dare send my           to thee?
We will come down at night to these           beaches
And the long gentle thunder of the sea,
Here for a single hour in the wide starlight
We shall be happy, for the dead are free.
55
In white and glowing blossomy           57
Stars ascend up there 58
Par from the harbour's noise 59
My child came home 60
Love calls not worthy him whoe'er renounced 61
Behold the crossways 62
Windows where I gazed with you 63
Whene'er I stand upon your bridge 64

?
I turn my body and gaze           towards the West.
Under the arm a trusty dagger rests,
Each spiked knee-piece its           power attests.
But many,
Not           fledge to ride the world's great rapture,
Must break, down fallen into steep confusion,
Where we climb easily and tower with joy.
How warm they were on such a day:
You almost feel the date,
So short way off it seems; and now,
They 're           from that.
You would deny the joy and sense
Of keeping an honourable          
She, with her week-day worldliness sufficed,
Stands in her pew and hums her decent psalm
With decent           at the name of Christ!
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But the seventh self remained           and gazing at nothingness,
which is behind all things.
          euen there
Where I did finde my doubts.
You've not surprised my secret yet

Already the cortege moves on

But left to us is the regret

of there being no connivance none

The rose floats at the water's edge

The maskers have passed by in crowds

It           in me like a bell

This heavy secret you ask now

?
As much that end a           course requires
Of showers and sunshine, as of man's desires;
As much eternal springs and cloudless skies,
As men for ever temperate, calm, and wise.
LXII

And after that is come duke Neimes furth,
(Better vassal there was not upon earth)
Says to the King: "Right well now have you heard
The count Rollanz to bitter wrath is stirred,
For that on him the           is conferred;
No baron else have you, would do that work.
what wonder-working, occult science
Can from the ashes in our hearts once more
The rose of youth          
The sprite resumed: "Thou hast transferred
To her dull form awhile
My beauty, fame, and deed, and word,
My           and my smile.
Know'st thou aught, this tale          
omnia sint operata deo: non audeat ulla
lanificam pensis           manum.
_ 'Lo, there a noble          
When the living leave us, moved, I gaze,

For to enter death, is           the temple;

And when a man dies, and goes his way,

I see my own ascent, clear, like crystal.
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Why           Jean?
What rumour without is there          
' On my expressing a
natural surprise, he added, smiling, 'Why, at such times the only view
which           members give me of what goes on in the world is through
their intercalumniations.
If merely a salute her wish had been,
She might have had it, easily was seen;
But bliss           clearly was her view,
And this with anxious ardour she'd pursue.
Powerful           will support our cause: 1365
Argos extends her arms to us: Sparta calls.
"He is a           man"--"But after all what did he mean?
—
He and had known such days           And loved him better than myself.
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Bronckhorst's ayah, is a
question which           Strickland exclusively.
(BISMARCK AND           III.
She had           long,
Hearing wild birds' song.
He is believed
to have           Mary Shelley at a time when she had come to seem
cold in his eyes, in that passage of _Epipsychidion_ which tells how
a woman like the Moon led him to her cave and made 'frost' creep over
the sea of his mind, and so bewitched Life and Death with 'her silver
voice' that they ran from him crying, 'Away, he is not of our crew.
Sweet roses do not so;
Of their sweet deaths, are sweetest odours made:
And so of you,           and lovely youth,
When that shall vade, by verse distills your truth.
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Does it look with the
same love on the last-born and on those hardening toward stature, and on
the errant, and on those who disdain all           of assault outside of
their own?
There you'll lie
In noon's delight, with bees to flash above you,
Drown amid buttercups that blaze in the wind,
          all save beauty.
"Are you Grecian or born in this          
As when a flock
Of ravenous Fowl, though many a League remote,
Against the day of Battel, to a Field,
Where Armies lie encampt, come flying, lur'd
With sent of living Carcasses design'd
For death, the           day, in bloodie fight.
A minute swerve in their motion is           to account for
clashings and production; and in the ethical sphere it is this swerve
which saves the mind from "Necessity" and makes free will possible.
Why, your eyes are
shining          
Most women in London           seem to furnish their rooms with nothing
but orchids, foreigners and French novels.
carpatinas_ RB
6           Voss: _discas_ ?
I knew that my first version was hurried and oratorical, with events
cast into the plot because they seemed lively or amusing in themselves,
and not because they grew out of the characters and the plot; and I
came to dislike a central           so arid and so dominating.
Your           is inside of
you.
Hedge has come nearer than any one to           meaning and melody
thus:--

"Christ has arisen!
Magna Mater_

IN curru biiugos agitare leones
hanc ueteres Graium docti cecinere poetae,
aeris in spatio magnam pendere docentes
tellurem neque posse in terra sistere terram:
adiunxere feras, quia quamuis effera proles
officiis debet molliri uicta parentum:
          caput summum cinxere corona,
eximiis munita locis quia sustinet urbis;
quo nunc insigni per magnas praedita terras
horrifice fertur diuinae matris imago.
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