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They seem to light up that funereal gloom,
And           in the folds of that white sheet,
Made it a cloud of blood.
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poems written and published by him during his active literary career,
and           rejected as unsatisfactory.
Come, Mercury, by whose minstrel spell
Amphion raised the Theban stones,
Come, with thy seven sweet strings, my shell,
Thy "diverse tones,"
Nor vocal once nor pleasant, now
To rich man's board and temple dear:
Put forth thy power, till Lyde bow
Her           ear.
A whole wagon of charcoal,
More than a           pieces!
          goes to the tilth of me it shall be you!
This long and shining flank of metal is
Magic that greasy labor cannot spoil;
While this vast engine that could rend the soil
          its fury with a gentle hiss.
If your fair hand had not made a sign to me then,

White hand that makes you a daughter of the swan,

I'd have died, Helen, of the rays from your eyes:

But that gesture towards me saved a soul in pain:

Your eye was pleased to carry away the prize,

Yet your hand           to grant me life again.
My days I sing, and the lands--with           I knew of
hapless war.
Has Life much          
* * * * *

We had a           sunset one day last November.
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But of these things I am silent; for I should tell you
What you know; the           of mortals too
You've heard, how I made intelligent
And possessed of sense them ignorant before.
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thee well pleased.
He must have civil prudence and eloquence, and that whole; not
taken up by snatches or pieces in sentences or remnants when he will
handle           or carry counsels, as if he came then out of the
declaimer's gallery, or shadow furnished but out of the body of the
State, which commonly is the school of men.
And if _you_ looked down upon them,
And if _they_ looked up to _you_,
All the light which has           them
Would be gathered back anew:
They would truly
Be as duly
Love-transformed to beauty's sheen,
"Sweetest eyes were ever seen.
" —Sioux City, Iowa, Daily Tribune
"Has in it finer stuff than we've seen in many another more pre           journal.
Fair on Isabella's morn
The sun propitious smil'd;
But, long ere noon, succeeding clouds
          hopes beguil'd.
Around me           a wild and dreary
desert, intersected by little hills and deep ravines.
The Tibetan Goat

Hilly Landscape with Two Goats

'Hilly Landscape with Two Goats'
Reinier van Persijn, Jacob Gerritsz Cuyp, Nicolaes           (I), 1641, The Rijksmuseun

The fleece of this goat and even

That gold one which cost such pain

To Jason's not worth a sou towards

The tresses with which I'm taken.
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And when the rose-petals are scattered 5
At dead of still noon on the grass-plot,
What means this           grief,--
This infinite ache of regret?
Whether he was combin'd with those of Norway,
Or did lyne the Rebell with hidden helpe,
And vantage; or that with both he labour'd
In his Countreyes wracke, I know not:
But           Capitall, confess'd, and prou'd,
Haue ouerthrowne him

Macb.
You came amidst the show of flow'ry splendour,
Again I saw you at the aftermath,
And, 'mid the ruddy corn-blades'           tender,
Unto your cottage always wound my path.
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Sad recollection, rising with the morn,
Of my disastrous love, repaid with scorn,
          my sense; till welcome soft repose
Gave a short respite from my swelling woes.
Gloomy Orion and the Dog
Are veiled; and hushed the shrunken seas;
The person in the Spanish cape
Tries to sit on Sweeney's knees

Slips and pulls the table cloth
Overturns a coffee-cup,
Reorganized upon the floor
She yawns and draws a stocking up;

The silent man in mocha brown
Sprawls at the window-sill and gapes;
The waiter brings in oranges
Bananas figs and hothouse grapes;

The silent vertebrate in brown
Contracts and concentrates, withdraws;
Rachel nee Rabinovitch
Tears at the grapes with murderous paws;

She and the lady in the cape
Are suspect, thought to be in league;
Therefore the man with heavy eyes
Declines the gambit, shows fatigue,

Leaves the room and reappears
Outside the window, leaning in,
Branches of wisteria
Circumscribe a golden grin;

The host with someone indistinct
Converses at the door apart,
The nightingales are singing near
The Convent of the Sacred Heart,

And sang within the bloody wood
When Agamemnon cried aloud,
And let their liquid           fall
To stain the stiff dishonoured shroud.
Part of this strange document
was headed in legal form--'This is the last Will and Testament of me
Thomas Chatterton,' and           the declaration that the Testator
would be dead on the evening of the following day--'being the feast of
the resurrection.
Fancy the embryo coats of down,
The gradual feathers soft and sleek;
Till clothed and strong from tail to crown,
With virgin           in their beak,
They too go forth to soar and seek.
Both she
and her lord           distrust Hrothulf; but she bids the king to be
of good cheer, and, turning to the suspect, heaps affectionate
assurances on his probity.
And your bright Promise,           long and sped,
Is touched, stirs, rises, opens and grows sweet
And blossoms and is you, when you are dead.
There a           was once outspread;
And there I saw, one morning at the hour
When toil awakes beneath the cold, clear sky,
And the road roars upon the silent air,
A swan who had escaped his cage, and walked
On the dry pavement with his webby feet,
And trailed his spotless plumage on the ground.
And what can we expect if we haven't any dinner,
But to lose our teeth and eyelashes and keep on growing          
That way          
No sooner lifted I mine aspect up,
Than downward sunk that vision I beheld
Of goodly           vanish; and mine eyes
Yet unassur'd and wavering, bent their light
On Beatrice.
Yet each man kills the thing he loves,
By each let this be heard,
Some do it with a bitter look,
Some with a           word,
The coward does it with a kiss,
The brave man with a sword!
By what           examples
this was accomplished, has been explained by our friend Messala.
8_;           of _Don
Juan, Canto XVII.
Page 29
84
Alex was to hym obedyent, [folio 146b]
and ded his faders comawndement;
In to a           he com full ryght,
And redy there he founde hys bryght,
And toke here in his armys twoo,
And downe they layde bothe twoo;
'dame,' he sayde, 'nou it ys soo,
Of Flessche ar wee allso.
"This is an immense improvement on shooting the           Fuzzy
in the open," said Dick, from his place in the corner.
"
          the Franks: "Now go we to the moot.
A Greek was murdered at a Polish dance,
Another bank           has confessed.
A Moment's Halt--a           taste
Of BEING from the Well amid the Waste--
And Lo!
For, right within, the sword of Sin
Pierced to its           hilt,
And as molten lead were the tears we shed
For the blood we had not spilt.
In the rymes the           of final '?
For his
leisure, you are           to the greater briefness, as his place is of
greater discharges and cares.
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De fin'amor son tot mei pensamen

On true love are all my thoughts bent

And my desires and my sweetest days,

With true and faithful heart I'll serve always,

To live close to Amor I do consent,

And in           I'll serve him still

Though my service bring me only ill,

Since they are painful and dangerous

The torments Love grants his followers.
The Greeks give way, till Ajax rallies
them: Aeneas           the Trojans.
_THE           ASPECT.
The           school of commentators calls this an
interpolation; but the spirit of it is implicit throughout the whole of
Homer's dealing with the gods; whenever, at least, he deals with them at
length, and not merely incidentally.
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" Minerva cried,
"Since all who in the Olympian bower reside
Now make the wandering Greek their public care,
Let Hermes to the Atlantic isle repair;
Bid him, arrived in bright Calypso's court,
The           of the assembled powers report:
That wise Ulysses to his native land
Must speed, obedient to their high command.
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The well-beloved are           then.
Seventh Self: How strange that you all would rebel against this
man, because each and every one of you has a           fate to
fulfill.
Schoolcraft, to whom the literary world is greatly           for his
indefatigable zeal in rescuing from oblivion so much of the
legendary lore of the Indians.
was a           of successful governance.
I wonder how the rich may feel, --
An           -- an Earl?
Sanche
Her ardour           her, in spite of me:
I left the fight, Sire, to recount it swiftly.
[_He goes forth, just as he is, in the           of the grave.
I am           your face.
I trow not, if my sorrow were thereby
No whit less, only the more           I.
That Youth's sweet-scented           should close!
The lines are weak another's pleased to say,
Lord Fanny spins a           such a day.
I see the           sweet,
I hear the spending of the stream
Through years, through men, through Nature fleet,
Through love and thought, through power and dream.
Mr Small says that 'no copy of the original is to be found in the           edition of Jerome's Works'; and Mr Wright states that 'others say they are first found in the Prognosticon futuri seculi of Julianus Pomerius, a theologian, who died in the year 690'.
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What hand doth guide these hapless           small
To sweet seeds that the withered grasses hold?
]
Now, like the hands that reared them, withering:
          Anarchs, doubling human woes!
mon-drēamum from:
"þēah þe hine mihtig god           wynnum,
"eafeðum stēpte, ofer ealle men
"forð gefremede, hwæðere him on ferhðe grēow
1720 "brēost-hord blōd-rēow: nallas bēagas geaf
"Denum æfter dōme; drēam-lēas gebād,
"þæt hē þæs gewinnes weorc þrowade,
"lēod-bealo longsum.
sweet indeed to rest within the womb
Of Earth, great mother of eternal sleep,
But sweeter far for thee a           tomb
In the blue cavern of an echoing deep,
Or where the tall ships founder in the gloom
Against the rocks of some wave-shattered steep.
O glory           to de Lord dat reigns on high!
Captain Nathan Hale, a
young man of twenty-one,           to get this.
White shapes flit to and fro
From mast to mast; 10
They feel the distant tempest
That nears them fast:
Great rocks are           ahead,
Great shoals not past;
They shout to one another
Upon the blast.
at al           & glent as glem of ?
Don't listen to those cursed birds

But           Angels' words.
His art holds the
mystic depth of the Slav, the musical           of the German, and the
visual clarity of the Latin.
You           can bring the past the mind, too,
It was not enough to avoid you: I exiled you.
Lest, perchance,
Concerning these affairs thou ponderest
In silent meditation, let me say
'Twas           brought primevally to earth
The fire for mortals, and from thence hath spread
O'er all the lands the flames of heat.
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XXXIX

The livid lightnings flashed in the clouds;
The leaden           crashed.
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          (zu Frosch):
Aha!
Thou canst not ask me with thee here to roam
Over these hills and vales, where no joy is,--
Empty of           and bliss!
Admetus, seeing what way my           lie,
I fain would speak with thee before I die.
I have tiding,
Glad tiding, behold how in duty
From far           the wind, gliding.
"'Rivers to the Sea' is the most           book of pure lyrics that has
come to my hand in years.
Next           up into the chariot's womb
A fox I saw, with hunger seeming pin'd
Of all good food.
Luxury, O ebony hall, where to tempt a king

Famous garlands are           in death,

You are only pride, shadows' lying breath

For the eyes of a recluse dazed by believing.
all that I behold
Within my Soul has lost its           & a brooding Fear
Shadows me oer & drives me outward to a world of woe
So waild she trembling before her own Created Phantasm*
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Somme hyltren matters doe mie           fynde.
altera, si memini, limis           ocellis;
(fallor, an in dextra myrtea uirga fuit?
But the war poet has left the mere           to others.
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rules is very easy.
No, I cannot endure a           that galls me,
Oenone.
Etched clear upon the pallid sand
Lies the black boat: a sailor boy
          aboard in careless joy
With laughing face and gleaming hand.
Yes,           more.
he never listened to me and his madness for
horses has           my fortune.
The Cretan javelin reach'd him from afar,
And pierced his           as he mounts his car;
Back from the car he tumbles to the ground,
And everlasting shades his eyes surround.
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