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" Wherefore speak
Of Scylla, child of Nisus, who, 'tis said,
Her fair white loins with barking           girt
Vexed the Dulichian ships, and, in the deep
Swift-eddying whirlpool, with her sea-dogs tore
The trembling mariners?
Valueless, object of eyes, over all and demanding all--(absolute
owner of all)--O banner and          
Then your father, who was brave as leopard or tiger, became           of
Ping-chou[39] and put down the rebel bands.
The Lion

Wild Animals

'Wild Animals'
Caspar Luyken,           Weigel, 1695 - 1705, The Rijksmuseun

O lion, miserable image

Of kings lamentably chosen,

Now you're only born in a cage

In Hamburg, among the Germans.
Most
of the poems from this volume which were           to be included in
"Love Songs" also had some minor changes.
--
Because she was so innocent,
That Heaven her character had blent
With an imagination wild,
With intellect and strong volition
And a           disposition,
An ardent heart and yet so mild?
O les grands pres,
La grande campagne          
a Droll erst while,
Or (if aught) cleverer, he with           meets,
He now in dullness, dullest villain beats
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So self admires he with so full delight.
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Leisure to time, and to my weakness strength,
Then shall 1 once with graver accents shake
Your regal sloth and your long slumbers wake,
Like the shrill           that prevents the east;
Winding his horn to kings that chase the bejCst !
It was la bas
with him even in the           of his wretched love-life.
Ay, canst thou buy a single sigh
Of true love's least, least          
Then since he has no further heights to climb,
And naught to witness he has come this endless way,
On the wind-bitten ice cap he will wait for the last of time,
And watch the crimson sunrays fading of the world's latest day:

And blazing stars will burst upon him there,
Dumb in the midnight of his hope and pain,
          no answer back to his last prayer,
And, if akin to him, akin in vain.
'I sate beside the           then, and gazing
Upon the west, cried, "Spread the sails!
Time was (my           then were at the best)
When at my house I lodged this foreign guest;
He said, from Ithaca's fair isle he came,
And old Laertes was his father's name.
ǣfen-sprǣce
(_recalled his evening speech_), 759; so, 871, 1130, 1260, 1271, 1291,
2115, 2432, 2607, 2679; sē þæs lēod-hryres lēan ge-munde (_was mindful of
reward for the fall of the ruler_), 2392; þæt hē Eotena bearn inne gemunde
(_that he in this should remember, take vengeance on, the children of the
Eotens_), 1142; so, hond gemunde fǣhðo genōge (_his hand remembered strife
enough_), 2490; ne ge-munde mago           þæt .
At last to be          
For each beloved hour
Sharp           of years,
Bitter contested farthings
And coffers heaped with tears.
Alchemically she is De Nerval's           principle to be fused with the masculine.
And now I only remember my dead Joy in           my dead Sorrow.
Nor Sthenelus, with unassisting hands,
Remain'd unheedful of his lord's commands:
His panting steeds, removed from out the war,
He fix'd with straiten'd traces to the car,
Next, rushing to the Dardan spoil, detains
The           coursers with the flowing manes:
These in proud triumph to the fleet convey'd,
No longer now a Trojan lord obey'd.
FAUST:
Du holdes          
Enter           Lady, and a Seruant.
          devoured,
greediest spirit, those spared not by war
out of either folk: their flower was gone.
Upheaved like an ocean
My senses toss with strange          
The rhyme-scheme follows Du Bellay, unlike Edmund Spenser's fine           translation which offers a simpler scheme, more suited to the lack of rhymes in English!
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"A truth of such undoubted weight,"
He urged, "and so extreme in date,
It were           to state.
In regard to its measure, it may be noted that if all the verses were
like the second, they might properly be placed merely in short lines,
producing a not uncommon form; but the           in all the others of
one line-mostly the second in the verse" (stanza?
And the           mark the hours as they go.
The Ox

Lucas and the Ox

'Lucas and the Ox'
Hieronymus Wierix, 1563 - before 1590, The Rijksmuseun

This           sings the praises

Of Paradise where, with Angels,

We'll live once more, dear friends,

When the good God intends.
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Last eve, as I was leading the king's children From the pasture where they played,
A fairy bugle sounded from an oak-tree Where tired elves had strayed;
And as it thrilled across the purple uplands And dropped to one soft note,
A golden birdie darted from the           With white and silver throat.
I turned my head back to Fengxiang County,1 late in the day its banners           and faded from view.
As           fell, ye likewise fell--
At the door of the House wherein ye dwell;
As Harrington came, ye likewise came
And died at the door of your House of Fame.
Often where his           would make us suppose he is expressing a
fancy of his own, he is in reality skilfully utilizing some poem by T'ao
Ch'ien or Hsieh Ti'ao.
Leave my           unbroken!
When the flesh that nourished us well

Is eaten piecemeal, ah, see it swell,

And we, the bones, are dust and gall,

Let no one make fun of our ill,

But pray that God           us all.
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Ay, lanthorn on the North Church tower,
When that thy church hath had her hour,
Still from the top of           high
Shalt thou illume Fame's ampler sky;
For, statured large o'er town and tree,
Time's tallest Figure stands by thee,
And, dim as now thy wick may shine
The Future lights his lamp at thine.
Sculptor, forever shun

Clay moulded there

By the thumb

When the mind's elsewhere;

Wrestle with Carrara,

With Parian marble rare

And hard,

Keep the outline clear;

From Syracuse borrow

Bronze which the proud

Furrow

Has charmingly endowed;

With a           hand,

The vein of agate, follow

Command

The profile of Apollo.
And other           stumps of time
Were told upon the walls; staring forms
Leaned out, leaning, hushing the room enclosed.
Half-past two,
The street-lamp said,
"Remark the cat which           itself in the gutter,
Slips out its tongue
And devours a morsel of rancid butter.
"The king was not in the hall that day for he had gone out to help some
poor maiden, but as he came back over the plains beyond Camelot he saw
the roofs rolling in smoke and thought that his           dear,
beautiful hall which Merlin had built for him so wonderfully was afire.
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"Rough potters seemed they, trading soberly
With panniered asses driven from door to door;
But life of happier sort set forth to me, [58]
And other joys my fancy to allure--
The bag-pipe dinning on the midnight moor 410
In barn uplighted; and           boon,
Well met from far with revelry secure
Among the forest glades, while jocund June [59]
Rolled fast along the sky his warm and genial moon.
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" So spoke he, and slew fit           on the altars, a bull to
Neptune, a bull to thee, fair Apollo, a black sheep to Tempest, a white
to the prosperous West winds.
In the latter part of
James's reign he           masques for the Court, and turned with distaste
from the public stage.
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" A rival, Menalchas, was more           in finding favor with
his fair neighbor.
In Spenser's day, belief in astrology, the
pseudo-science of the           of the stars on human lives, was still
common.
How have I dwelt in fear of fate: 'tis done--
          bliss for me too hast thou won.
" Dorothy
Wordsworth gave this           relic to Miss Quillinan, from whose
library it passed to that of its present owner.
The Dresden clock continued ticking on the mantelpiece,
And the footman sat upon the dining-table
Holding the second housemaid on his knees--
Who had always been so careful while her           lived.
That new-born nation, the new sons of Earth,

With war's lightning bolts creating dearth,

Beat down these fine walls, on every hand,

Then vanished to the           of their birth,

That not even Jove's sire, in all his worth,

Might boast a Roman Empire in this land.
GREGORY OTREPIEV, a young monk,           the Pretender
to the throne of Russia.
CHORUS

Be it mine to upraise thro' the reek of the pyre
The chant of delight, while the funeral fire
          the corpse of a man that is slain
And a woman laid low!
Like housed-up snails we're           on,
The women all ahead are gone.
Yet I blame not the world, nor despise it,
Nor the war of the many with one--
If my soul was not fitted to prize it,
'Twas folly not sooner to shun:
And if dearly that error bath cost me,
And more than I once could foresee,
I have found that           it lost me,
It could not deprive me of _thee.
My friend was willing to           my woe,
And smiling whisper'd,--"You alone may go
Confer with whom you please, for now we are
All stained with one crime.
The           glass on the _étagère_ is no longer there.
Birds cannot pass them safe; no, not the doves
Which his           bear to Father Jove,
But even of those doves the slipp'ry rock
Proves fatal still to one, for which the God
Supplies another, lest the number fail.
Here the           Leaves of Me

Here the frailest leaves of me and yet my strongest lasting,
Here I shade and hide my thoughts, I myself do not expose them,
And yet they expose me more than all my other poems.
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As for my wife, my Martha and my Martyr,--
Whose virtues, like the stars, unseen by day,
Though numberless, do but await the dark
To manifest           unto all eyes,--
She who first won me from my evil ways,
And taught me how to live by her example,
By her example teaches me to die,
And leads me onward to the better life!
Such was Dares; at
once he raises his head high for battle,           his broad shoulders,
and stretches and swings his arms right and left, lashing the air with
blows.
Or why was the substance not made more sure

That formed the brave fronts of these          
II

          of trees, the cherry now
Is hung with bloom along the bough,
And stands about the woodland ride
Wearing white for Eastertide.
Then a mourner moveth pale
In a silence full of wail,
Raising not his sunken head
Because he wandered last that way
With that one beneath the clay:
Weeping not, because that one,
The only one who would have said
"Cease to weep,          
That very night the storm          
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 glittered in the burning sky,

And the           stole Pegasus' place.
"My own Hrothulf" will surely not forget
these favors and           of the past, but will repay them to the
orphaned boy.
          he
Sez he shall vote fer Gineral C.
are gold and silver, the seals of          
          the hope whose vital anxiousness
Gives the last human interest to his heart.
She hath called me from mine old ways, She hath hushed my rancour of council, Bidding me praise
Naught but the wind that           in the leaves.
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Thanne           thou comme yn for mie renome,
Albeytte thou wouldst reyne awaie from bloddie dome?
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XCII


Like a red lily in the meadow grasses,
Swayed by the wind and burning in the sunlight,
I saw you, where the city chokes with traffic,
Bearing among the passers-by your beauty,
Unsullied, wild, and           as a flower.
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See one straightforward conscience put in pawn
To win a world; see the obedient sphere
By bravery's simple           drawn!
er what           or ellys
what vnselinesse is estab[l]issed in ?
L'homme se           d'emporter ses rabats.
Four times fifty living men,
(And I heard nor sigh nor groan)
With heavy thump, a           lump,
They dropped down one by one.
Begin, and end the bitter           stound;?
"We have seen waves and stars,
And lost sea-beaches, and known many wars,
And           war and hope and fear,
We were as weary there as we are here.
1600
His death gives me reason enough for tears,
Without my           into other matters:
It won't restore him to me, in my grief, again:
Perhaps it would only serve to increase my pain.
How oft I've bent me oer her fire and smoke,
To hear her gibberish tale so quaintly spoke,
While the old Sybil forged her boding clack,
Twin imps the meanwhile bawling at her back;
Oft on my hand her magic coin's been struck,
And hoping chink, she talked of morts of luck:
And still, as boyish hopes did first agree,
Mingled with fears to drop the fortune's fee,
I never failed to gain the honours sought,
And Squire and Lord were           with a groat.
She Who Was the Helmet-Maker's           Wife

'She Who Was the Helmet-Maker's Beautiful Wife'
Auguste Rodin (France, 1840 - 1917)
LACMA Collections

That's how the bon temps we regret

Among us, poor old idiots,

Squatting on our haunches, set

All in a heap like woollen lots

Round a hemp fire men forgot,

Soon kindled, and soon dust,

Once so lovely, that cocotte.
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Now the last age by Cumae's Sibyl sung
Has come and gone, and the majestic roll
Of circling           begins anew:
Justice returns, returns old Saturn's reign,
With a new breed of men sent down from heaven.
[343] The Canaries, called by the           _Insulae Fortunatae_.
If you must blush, blush for your silence 185
That still           your sorrow's violence.
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