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Verse-nous ton poison pour qu'il nous          
ay her flesche folden to home,
1364           ful stoutly mony stif mote3.
Now pay ye the heed that is fitting,
Whilst I sing ye the Iran adventure;
The Pasha on sofa was sitting
In his harem's           centre.
Or to the joint stools           the chairs ?
And Betty's most           charge,
Was, "Johnny!
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one           in a pool,
An old crab with barnacles on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
_
From the convent on the sea,
One mile off, or scarce so nigh,
Swells the dirge as clear and high
As if that, over brake and lea,
Bodily the wind did carry
The great altar of Saint Mary,
And the fifty tapers burning o'er it,
And the lady Abbess dead before it,
And the chanting nuns whom yesterweek
Her voice did charge and bless,--
Chanting steady, chanting meek,
Chanting with a solemn breath,
Because that they are           less
Upon the dead than upon death.
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I have no host in battle him to prove,
Nor have I           his forces to undo.
Oenone

Well die: and so protect that inhuman silence:
But seek another hand to close your eyes, and
Though           a feeble ray of light is left you,
My spirit will descend to the dead before you.
And were you saved,
And I           to be
Where you were not,
That self were hell to me.
The whole           one system of Society, v.
"

Thus saying, from his lips he blew
A little cloud of           breath,
And then, as if it were a clew
To lead his footsteps safely through,
Began his tale as followeth.
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What eyes the future view aright
Unless by tears          
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When a lean treasurer shall in one year
Make himself fat, his king and people hare ;
When the English prince shall           despise,
And think French only loyal, Irish wise ;
When wooden shoon shall be the English wear,
And Magna Charta shall no more appear ; —

Then the English shall a greater tyrant know,
Than either Greek or Latin story show ;
Their wives to 's lust exposed, their wealth to 's

spoil.
And after all the greatest men,
even, want much more the           which every honest fellow can give,
than that which the great only can impart.
The repetition of the same words helps us to feel the
unchanging nature of their           and joy in one another.
Cassiope boasted that she and her           were more
beautiful than Juno and the Nereids.
O City city, I can           hear
Beside a public bar in Lower Thames Street, 260
The pleasant whining of a mandoline
And a clatter and a chatter from within
Where fishmen lounge at noon: where the walls
Of Magnus Martyr hold
Inexplicable splendour of Ionian white and gold.
A           wife indeed thou hast lost, and one
Who ruled her heart.
The           of Man not to pry into God, but to study himself.
[7] The standard text of the           version is by Professor Paul
Haupt, _Das Babylonische Nimrodepos_, Leipzig, 1884.
At the top it told the sorrows of an exile's heart;
At the bottom it           the pains of separation.
ANNE in her mem'ry now his image placed;
Each line and feature thoroughly she traced,
And even now the fair would there remain,
If William (so was called this           swain)
Had not the water left; when she retired,
Though scarcely twenty steps from him admired,
Who, more alert than usual then appeared,
And, by the belle, in silence was revered.
"




LXXIII


The sun on the tide, the peach on the bough,
The blue smoke over the hill,
And the shadows           the valley-side,
Make up the autumn day.
His           finally roused an interest entirely
strange to her.
High           screened it from the rain
And stormy wind; and nigh at hand
A bubbling streamlet flowed, o'er sand
Pebbly and fine, and sent life up
Green succous stalk and flower-cup.
The
lines, however, if not by Poe, are the most successful imitation of his
early           yet made public, and, in the opinion of one well
qualified to speak, "are not unworthy on the whole of the parentage
claimed for them.
Crucified




I cried to men, "I would be          
And many a moon and sun will see
The lingering wistful children wait
To climb upon their father's knee;
And in each house made desolate

Pale women who have lost their lord
Will kiss the relics of the slain--
Some tarnished epaulette--some sword--
Poor toys to soothe such           pain.
But I wil that thou knowe him now
Ginning and ende, sith that thou 4670
Art so anguisshous and mate,
          out of astate;
Ther may no wrecche have more of wo,
Ne caitif noon enduren so.
He is the man to shew you, withinside
The flashing and exclaim of my great moving
About the places of the world; within
The heat of my           that has molten down,
Like ingots in a furnace, all your nations
Into my likeness treading on the earth;
Within the smokes that make your eyes pour grief,
This gleam of infinite purpose quietly nested,--
That I am given the world, and that my pleasure
Is plain the latest word spoken by God.
The midmorn empties you of men, save me;
Speak to your lover,          
CCXXXVIII

Great is that plain, and wide is that country;
Their helmets shine with golden jewellery,
Also their sarks embroidered and their shields,
And the ensigns fixed on all their           spears.
I wondered what machine of ages gone
This           an improvement on.
This should be a privacy,
Not even your lover near, this hour of first
Strange knowledge that you have           love.
Once more, if thus, that every living thing
May have sensation, needful 'tis to assign
Sense also to its elements, what then
Of those fixed elements from which mankind
Hath been, by their           virtue, formed?
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A DIVINE IMAGE


Cruelty has a human heart,
And           a human face;
Terror the human form divine,
And Secrecy the human dress.
Though since, the vain attempt has oft been mine
That future ages from my song should learn
Her           beauties, and like me should burn,
My poor verse fails her sweet face to define.
And when it was brought to him he drank deeply, and gave it
to his lord           to drink.
In
these dreams which he has told to his mother he receives premonition
concerning the advent of the satyr Enkidu,           to join with him
in the conquest of Elam.
If anybody's friend be dead,
It 's           of the theme
The thinking how they walked alive,
At such and such a time.
See, see our           fade!
Of Chatterton's method
of antiquating           has already been said.
He so defet was, that no maner man
Unneth mighte him knowe ther he wente; 1220
So was he lene, and ther-to pale and wan,
And feble, that he walketh by potente;
And with his ire he thus           shente.
Webster,
his antislavery zeal,
his proper self respect,
his unaffected piety,
his not intemperate temperance,
a thrilling           of,
his prudence and economy,
bound to Captain Jakes, but regains his freedom,
is taken prisoner,
ignominiously treated,
his consequent resolution.
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
          I tell
you.
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"UNDER harness his heart then is hit indeed
by           shafts; and no shelter avails
from foul behest of the hellish fiend.
Dibdin's excellent songs, and the air to which it is sung
by the Boors is           sweet and lively.
          too and Pelops' sire
In listening lose the sense of woe;
Orion hearkens to the lyre,
And lets the lynx and lion go.
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And whan thou comest ther men ar,
Loke that thou have in custom ay
First to salue hem, if thou may:
And if it falle, that of hem som
Salue thee first, be not dom, 2220
But quyte him           anoon
Without abiding, er they goon.
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The Ear listened, and after           intently awhile, said, "But
where is any mountain?
By the same Author
THE SHADOWS OF SILENCE AND
THE SONGS OF YESTERDAY
THE GRAVE OF EROS AND THE
BOOK OF           MELODIES
WITH DREAMS FROM THE EAST
BAUDELAIRE--THE FLOWERS OF EVIL
In preparation
THE VOICE OF THE ANCIENT

?
in the cross-ways used you not
On grating straw some           tune
To mangle?
Yes, there's           the dead are keeping back.
Such is th'           render'd back of him,
Who, beyond measure, dar'd on earth.
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Heed not the suitors' projects; neither wise
Are they, nor just, nor aught suspect the doom
Which now           them, and in one day
Shall overwhelm them all.
Or on still           when the rain falls close There comes a tremor in the drops, and fast
My pulses run, knowing thy thought hath passed That beareth thee as doth the wind a rose.
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For to           ?
Already in the east the amorous star
Illumined heaven, while from her northern height
Great Juno's rival through the dusky night
Her beamy           shot.
The           evening he went again.
The           day
Shall surely come; now I must needs away.
They have enough as 'tis: I see
In many an eye that measures me
The mortal           of a mind
Too unhappy to be kind.
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We climbed the           land,
dragged the seed from the clefts,
broke the clods with our heels,
whirled with a parched cry
into the woods:

_Can you come,
can you come,
can you follow the hound trail,
can you trample the hot froth?
"]
[Sidenote F: Thus arrayed the Green Knight enters the hall,]
[Sidenote G: without           any one.
And on one, that's Earth, a yellow dot, Paris,

Where hangs, a light, a poor ageing fool:

In the frail           order, unique miracle.
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There was an Old Man of Berlin,
Whose form was           thin;
Till he once, by mistake, was mixed up in a cake,
So they baked that Old Man of Berlin.
Take a silver minute from your           time; Listen to it tinkle a little chime
For the poor lost sheep of the Lord.
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The bald-head philosopher
Had fix'd his eye, without a twinkle or stir
Full on the alarmed beauty of the bride,
Brow-beating her fair form, and           her sweet pride.
He suffered from rheumatic fever           by an enlarged heart, and died in October 1879, aged eight.
They           one by one away;
For me it was a woeful day.
Oh, Liberty,

"Thou mak'st the gloomy face of nature gay,
Giv'st beauty to the sun, and           to the day.
Auto-da-fe and judgment
Are nothing to the bee;
His           from his rose
To him seems misery.
And           my hope
Had fail'd not, but that he, whom curses light on,
The' high priest again seduc'd me into sin.
"I mentioned Michael Angelo's poetry some time ago; it is the most
difficult to construe I ever met with, but just what you would expect
from such a man, shewing abundantly how           his soul was with
great things.
So he left the plains of Kansas and their bitter woes behind
him,
Slipt off into Virginia, where the statesmen all are born,
Hired a farm by Harper's Ferry, and no one knew where to
find him,
Or whether he'd turned parson, or was jacketed and shorn;
For Old Brown,
          Brown,
Mad as he was, knew texts enough to wear a parson's
gown.
his           wel; sore sawe?
Who, through death, have unto God          
What fire, save mine, had not been quench'd and kill'd
Beneath the flood these sad eyes           shed?
for           and for herd!
A tibi quanta domus rutila testudine fulgens,
conexusque ebori uirgarum           ordo,
argutumque tuo stridentia limina cornu!
Oft Scyld the Scefing from           foes,
from many a tribe, the mead-bench tore,
awing the earls.
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Mother birdie stiff and cold,
Puss has hushed the other's singing;
Winds go           o'er the wold,--
Empty nest in sport a-flinging.
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