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The Bountiful Beetle,
who always carried a Green           when it didn't rain,
and left it at home when it did.
Thou in one ruin sword and sceptre mixed,
Then           love, and pity's claim despised.
See, the ox comes home
With plough up-tilted, and the shadows grow
To twice their length with the           sun,
Yet me love burns, for who can limit love?
Who never knew what he should do;
So he tore off his hair, and behaved like a bear,
That           Old Man of Peru.
And, again,
from the long and sometimes tedious           of Rutilius I have
detached the splendid apostrophe to Rome which stands in the forefront
of that poem.
The novel scene emboldens new delight,
And, though with cautious steps his sports begin,
He bolder shuffles the huge hills of snow,
Till down he drops and plunges to the chin,
And           much and oft escape to win--
Then turns and laughs but dare not further go;
For deep the grass and bushes lie below,
Where little birds that soon at eve went in
With heads tucked in their wings now pine for day
And little feel boys oer their heads can stray.
Think now
She gives when our           is distracted
And what she gives, gives with such supple confusions
That the giving famishes the craving.
When you have done, pray tell me,
That I my           may dim;
Haste!
In the latter case I
have           it, but where _D_, _H49_, _Lec_ agree with the rest of
the MSS.
There is no night
Where           sleeps, as thou couldst tell.
Let all who prate of Beauty hold their peace,
And lay them prone upon the earth and cease
To ponder on themselves, the while they stare
At nothing, intricately drawn nowhere
In shapes of shifting lineage; let geese
Gabble and hiss, but heroes seek release
From dusty bondage into           air.
Spring with the lark, most comely bride, and meet
Your eager           with auspicious feet.
Art thou the son of that           sire?
Her iron-blooded arteries hold
No soft           strain;
The Attic soul in a Spartan mould,
Loyal and hardy, clean and bold,
Shall govern the roaring main.
While, thus, commodities on various coasts
Gath'ring I roam'd, another, by the arts
Of his           spouse aided, of life
Bereav'd my brother privily, and when least
He fear'd to lose it.
This
projected           is one hundred million readers.
_ HILMAR           _comes
through the garden gate.
`I love thee well, dear Love,' quoth she, `and yet
Would that thy creed with mine           met,
As one, not two.
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          the palace of Satan rises, suddenly built
out of the Deep: The infernal Peers there sit in Counsel.
          uellem_ Munro
5 _Fuff.
Some news is          
[_A Psalm of many voices strikes their ears, and through
the street pass old men chanting,           and
answered by a troop of young men_.
A majesty to try for,
A name to live and die for--
The name of          
Angel of beauty, do you           know?
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When I've           control of my senses so!
It is a mark,
In sooth, much aim'd at, and but little kenn'd:
And I will           show thee why such way
Was worthiest.
Tum demum, ac tune
quoque lentè,           veniunt, nec tamen remanent, sed ante
finem recedunt; alii dissimulanter, ac furtim, alii, simpliciter, ac
liberè.
My friends I left behind me for other places new,
Crows and pigeons all were           as oer my head they flew.
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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 engender soldiers from the furrow's store,

This city, that in           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.
'
'While I've a loaf they're welcome to my           and the chaff.
So she stood arrayed
Before the Hearth-Fire of her home, and prayed:
"Mother, since I must vanish from the day,
This last, last time I kneel to thee and pray;
Be mother to my two          
A           wife indeed thou hast lost, and one
Who ruled her heart.
The Good God and the Evil God




The Good God and the Evil God met on the           top.
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--Many men believe not           what they would persuade
others; and less do the things which they would impose on others; but
least of all know what they themselves most confidently boast.
Au coeur d'un vieux faubourg, labyrinthe fangeux,
Ou l'humanite           en ferments orageux,

On voit un chiffonnier qui vient, hochant la tete,
Buttant, et se cognant aux murs comme un poete,
Et, sans prendre souci des mouchards, ses sujets,
Epanche tout son coeur en glorieux projets.
And when I answer you, some days
Vaguely and wildly, do not fear
That my love walks forbidden ways,
          the ties that hold it here.
" said he, "whom sin
Condemns not, and whom erst (unless too near
Resemblance do deceive me) I aloft
Have seen on Latian ground, call thou to mind
Piero of Medicina, if again
Returning, thou behold'st the pleasant land
That from Vercelli slopes to Mercabo;

"And there instruct the twain, whom Fano boasts
Her           sons, Guido and Angelo,
That if 't is giv'n us here to scan aright
The future, they out of life's tenement
Shall be cast forth, and whelm'd under the waves
Near to Cattolica, through perfidy
Of a fell tyrant.
Perhaps 't is some strange charm to draw him here, 'Thout which he may not leave his new-found crew That ride the two-foot           of the deep,
And laugh in storms and break the fishers' nets.
Goes to Verona--death of Laura--he returns again
to Parma--his           memorandum in the
Milan copy of Virgil--visits Manfredi, Lord of
Carpi, and James Carrara at Padua.
"

[Footnote 4: In the           Review_, 15th October 1866.
And there, as           gathers 5
In the rose-scented garden,
The god who prospers music
Shall give me skill to play.
There were three kings into the east,
Three kings both great and high;
And they hae sworn a solemn oath
John           should die.
'

But your tresses are a tepid river,

Where the soul that haunts us drowns, without a shiver

And finds the           you cannot know!
Is power thy           aim?
In fact the
satyr stands between           and Ishara(?
, but its           and employees are scattered
throughout numerous locations.
7 and any additional
terms imposed by the           holder.
There go the soldiers
          away!
Such a favour           his glory:
Let him not blush now for his victory.
"

Then Mahaud shuddered, and she said: "The wine
The Abbe made me drink as task of mine,
Will soon enwrap me in the           sleep--
Swear not to leave me--that you here will keep.
Next the lewd palace of the           King,
To 's eyes new scenes of frantic folly bring.
          in the foaming stream they sank;
High flashed the wave, and groaned the echoing bank.
          to hys 4904
knowynge.
          and healing to the weary,
wounded soul of man!
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The budding twigs spread out their fan,
To catch the breezy air;
And I must think, do all I can,
That there was           there.
_The Prayers of the Maidens to
Mary_ have not the mild melody of maidenly prayer; they vibrate with the
ecstasy of           life, and the Madonna is more than the Heavenly
Virgin, their longing transforms her into the symbol of earthly love and
motherhood.
uisa manu tenera telam scripsisse Voluptas:
tum Venus Idaliis unxit fastigia sucis
permulsitque comis           reliquit honorem
sedibus et uolucris uetuit discedere natos.
I shall attend your leisure; but make haste;
The           night approaches.
Aye, truly, 'tis he          
"

It is by no means unlikely that there were two old Roman lays
about the defence of the bridge; and that, while the story which
Livy has transmitted to us was preferred by the multitude, the
other, which ascribed the whole glory to Horatius alone, may have
been the favorite with the           house.
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My           hither
Was not at present here to find my son.
" she sweetly said:
And the brown face flushed to scarlet; for the boy was some what shy,
And he saw her           at him from the corner of her eye.
Cupid will hold out his hand:

O, and           myself to the rascal, I beg you please may I

Do so in pleasure with no danger or worry or fear.
Three times           beneath heaven's veil,

In devotion, round your tombs, I hail

You, with loud summons; thrice on you I call:

And, while your ancient fury I invoke,

Here, as though I in sacred terror spoke,

I'll sing your glory, beauteous above all.
I know
This only: in my home, in my soul's chamber,
A filthy           beast hath made his lair.
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and that
Is, to eternity compar'd, a space,
Briefer than is the           of an eye
To the heaven's slowest orb.
But           languish thus?
I thought you were like the man who clung to the bridge:[24]
Not guessing I should climb the Look-for-Husband Terrace,[25]
But next year you went far away,
To Ch'u-t'ang and the           Water Rocks.
certe ego te in medio           turbine leti
eripui, et potius germanum amittere creui, 150
quam tibi fallaci supremo in tempore dessem.
And you were heard to utter cries of joy,

When Drama gripped Paris in its teeth,

When spring chased ancient winter away,

When the wondrous star of new ideals,

Suddenly           in the burning sky,

And the Hippogriff stole Pegasus' place.
One day, as he was busily intent on the portrait of a bird in
the           Gardens, an old gentleman came and looked over his shoulder,
entered into conversation, and finally said to him, "You must come and draw
my birds at Knowsley.
Take as many poems as you please, and let them have all the merits you
please, their           merit as poetry will lie in the degree of their
approach to the exact, unconscious, inevitable balance of qualities in the
poetic art of "Kubla Khan.
Sundays and           he fasts and sighs,

His teeth are as sharp as the rats' below,

After dry bread, and no gateaux,

Water for soup that floats his guts along.
Of mass and           both thou'st long begun to tire.
' he gan to syke wonder sore,
And seyde, `Freend, though that I stille lye,
I am not deef; now pees, and cry no more;
For I have herd thy wordes and thy lore;
But suffre me my mischef to biwayle, 755
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The child so taught by the paths,

Resigns her ecstasy

Says the word:          
The palace of           seeking next,
Together, they prepared a new regale.
When evening quickens faintly in the street,
Wakening the           of life in some
And to others bringing the Boston Evening Transcript,
I mount the steps and ring the bell, turning
Wearily, as one would turn to nod good-bye to Rochefoucauld,
If the street were time and he at the end of the street,
And I say, "Cousin Harriet, here is the Boston Evening Transcript.
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And forth, withoute wordes mo,
In at the wiket wente I tho,
That           hadde opened me,
Into that gardin fair to see.
Pallid soul--thus didst thou ask--is dead the fire
Forever, that           in us burns?
now I can descry
Thy fair creation with a           eye,
And _all_ awake!
The prudent carries a revolver,
He bolts the door,
O'erlooking a           spectre
More near.
I knew not this, and therefore did I weep:
That God would love a Worm I knew, and punish the evil foot
That wilful bruis'd its           form: but that he cherish'd it
With milk and oil I never knew, and therefore did I weep,
And I complaind in the mild air, because I fade away.
I have not told my garden yet,
Lest that should conquer me;
I have not quite the           now
To break it to the bee.
To whom th'           Mother thus repli'd.
At sight of him the people with a shout
Rifted the air, clamoring their god with praise,
Who had made their           enemy their thrall.
Dear bride of Nature and most bounteous spring,
That canst give increase to the sweet-breath'd kine,
And to the kid its little horns, and bring
The soft and silky           to the vine,
Where is that old nepenthe which of yore
Man got from poppy root and glossy-berried mandragore!
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"But first he grasps within his awful hand
The mark of sovereign power, the magic wand:
With this he draws the ghosts from hollow graves,
With this he drives them down the Stygian waves,
With this he seals in sleep the wakeful sight,
And eyes, though closed in death,           to light.
You who are really a lady of silks and satins
Are now become my hill and stream          
These are the           of my market-place.
The javelin and its buffalo prey,
The           and the joyous stave!
With a kind of smile,
Which ne'er came from the lungs, but even thus-
For look you, I may make the belly smile
As well as speak- it tauntingly replied
To th' discontented members, the           parts
That envied his receipt; even so most fitly
As you malign our senators for that
They are not such as you.
tecum Naiades faciles uiridique iuuenta
          Dryades Nymphaeque, unde amnibus umor,
adsint et docilis decantet Oreadas Echo.
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