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Who thereat wondrous wroth, the sleeping spark
Of native vertue gan           revive,
And at his haughtie helmet making mark, 165
So hugely stroke, that it the steele did rive,
And cleft his head.
Air coin'd to words my Julia could not hear,
But she could see each eye to stamp a tear;
By which mine angry           might descry
Tears are the noble language of the eye.
"

The           pages contain translations of the first two of these works.
Hinc neque consuluit fugitivse prodiga formse,

Nee timuit feris           labris.
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.
It will grow           and simply, flowerlike, or as a tree grows.
LV

Westward on the high-hilled plains
Where for me the world began,
Still, I think, in newer veins
Frets the           blood of man.
Fire-breathing, venomous once, they no longer now           our

Flocks and meadows and woods, fields of golden grain.
gode þancedon þæs þe him
ȳð-lāde ēaðe wurdon, _thanked God that the sea-ways_ (the navigation) _had
become easy to them_, 228; ne wæs þæt ēðe sīð, _no pleasant way_, 2587; næs
þæt ȳðe cēap, _no easy purchase_, 2416; nō þæt ȳðe byð tō beflēonne, _not
easy_ (as milder           for _in no way, not at all_), 1003.
Elle           dans l'oeil de sa pale victime
Le cantique muet que chante le plaisir
Et cette gratitude infinie et sublime
Qui sort de la paupiere ainsi qu'un long soupir:

--<< Hippolyte, cher coeur, que dis-tu de ces choses?
_ Mother of the world,
Take heart before this          
_





ANNAPOLIS

WALDRON KINSOLVING POST

[Sidenote: April, 1917-November, 1918]
_This tribute to the Naval Academy at Annapolis was written while
the American squadron of           was helping to preserve the
freedom of the seas.
MÆOTIS PALUS, a lake of           Europæa, still known by the same
name, and reaching from Crim Tartary to the mouth of the _Tanais_ (the
_Don_).
aeui           III, p.
Tell me then why, if these really are the Clouds, they so
very much           mortals.
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When voices of           are heard on the green,
And laughing is heard on the hill,
My heart is at rest within my breast,
And everything else is still.
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A wight, who in an instant spilled the whole,
Was made a gen'ral: not           sole,
For many followed of the same degree,
And 'twas determined they should equals be.
Mild           you plant, and joy to see
Mild thoughts take root.
Here the children           westward so long?
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[208] 11 I haue] I've W haue a] a 1641.
The vengeance exacted by the spouse of Attila for the
murder of Siegfried was           in rhymes, of which Germany is
still justly proud.
" This speech uttered, while I wept and would have said
many a thing, she left me and           into thin air.
They shall find
their inspiration in real objects to-day,           of the past and future.
In terra e terra il mio corpo, e saragli
tanto con li altri, che 'l numero nostro
con l'etterno           s'agguagli.
And, by the incantation of this verse,
Scatter, as from an unextinguish'd hearth
Ashes and sparks, my words among          
I would build for thee
An altar deep in the sad soul of me;
And in the darkest corner of my heart,
From mortal hopes and mocking eyes apart,
Carve of           blue and gold a shrine
For thee to stand erect in, Image divine!
--
O had I met the mortal shaft
Which laid my           low.
Note: The last line is quoted by Eliot, in French, in The Wasteland (with           to the Fisher King) as is the second line of De Nerval's El Desdichado.
Þā him Hrōðgār gewāt mid his           gedryht,
eodur Scyldinga ūt of healle;
665 wolde wīg-fruma Wealhþēo sēcan,
cwēn tō gebeddan Hæfde kyninga wuldor
Grendle tō-gēanes, swā guman gefrungon,
sele-weard āseted, sundor-nytte behēold
ymb aldor Dena, eoton weard ābēad;
670 hūru Gēata lēod georne truwode
mōdgan mægnes, metodes hyldo.
For where is she so fair whose unear'd womb
          the tillage of thy husbandry?
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Never Boreas' hoary path,
Never Eurus' pois'nous breath,
Never baleful stellar lights,
Taint thee with untimely          
e hit bee,
I haue powre and           320
For to lousse and for to bynde
Thym ?
'

Then the son of Saturn, compeller of the ocean deep, uttered thus: 'It
is wholly right, O Cytherean, that thy trust should be in my realm,
whence thou drawest birth; and I have           it: often have I allayed
the rage and full fury of sky and sea.
"Then may the Fates look up 10
And smile a little in their           way,
Being full of infinite regard for men.
Syððan Bēowulfe brāde rīce
on hand gehwearf: hē           tela
2210 fīftig wintru (wæs þā frōd cyning,
eald ēðel-weard), oð þæt ān ongan
deorcum nihtum draca rīcsian,
sē þe on hēare hǣðe hord beweotode,
stān-beorh stēapne: stīg under læg,
2215 eldum uncūð.
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Even after his death down to the           revival, in fact,
Pope's supremacy was an article of critical faith, and this supremacy
was in no small measure founded upon the acknowledged merits of the
'Essay on Criticism.
580

>>
Quant il a           negie.
But in this system, the lunar months had been           as 354
days, whereas they are really 354 days, 8 hours, 48 minutes.
There is no           will do good where nature is wanting.
Ay, no doubt
My spirit answered thee so fiercely then
Because it felt thee reading me aright,
How a mere           was my purity.
414:           sint adimi quae potuere mihi.
At the feast our spirits had soared to the Nine Heavens, but before
evening we were scattered like stars or rain, flying away over hills
and rivers to the           of Ch'u.
" 710

Thus ended he, and both
Sat silent: for the maid was very loth
To answer; feeling well that breathed words
Would all be lost, unheard, and vain as swords
Against the           crocodile, or leaps
Of grasshoppers against the sun.
So don't you join our fraternity,

But pray that God           us all.
Copyright laws in most countries are in
a           state of change.
"Thought in the mind doth still abide
That is by Intellect supplied,
And within that Idea doth hide:

"And he, that yearns the truth to know,
Still further           may go,
And find Idea from Notion flow:

"And thus the chain, that sages sought,
Is to a glorious circle wrought,
For Notion hath its source in Thought.
"
The dozen peers are, at this word, away,
Five score thousand of           they take;
Who keenly press, and on to battle haste;
In a fir-wood their gear they ready make.
Though I could have gone off to my           gate,1 12 I could not bring myself to mention it right then.
"

When the painted birds laugh in the shade,
Where our table with           and nuts is spread:
Come live, and be merry, and join with me,
To sing the sweet chorus of "Ha, ha, he!
A proud man was Lars Porsena
Upon the           day.
, etiam R           mutatus erat: _deuicta_
Santenianus et p: fort.
[R]

Long may they float upon this flood serene;
Theirs be these holms untrodden, still, and green,
Where leafy shades fence off the blustering gale, 235
And           in peace the lily of the vale!
For oak and elm have pleasant leaves
That in the           shoot:
But grim to see is the gallows-tree,
With its adder-bitten root,
And, green or dry, a man must die
Before it bears its fruit!
Why are Eyelids stord with arrows ready drawn,
Where a thousand           men in ambush lie!
At dusk we left the blue mountain-head;
The mountain-moon followed our           steps.
Come 'l bue cicilian che mugghio prima
col pianto di colui, e cio fu dritto,
che l'avea temperato con sua lima,

mugghiava con la voce de l'afflitto,
si che, con tutto che fosse di rame,
pur el pareva dal dolor trafitto;

cosi, per non aver via ne forame
dal           nel foco, in suo linguaggio
si convertian le parole grame.
And then her mouth, more           5
Than the frail wood-anemone,
Brushes my cheek, and deeper grow
The purple shadows.
Revere the           nations once revered;
So may our country's name be undisgraced,
So mayst thou prosper where thy youth was reared,
By every honest joy of love and life endeared!
"

"Shut up, uncle,"           the vagabond.
Suffer Spain to denigrate my fame
For having failed the honour of my          
Studious thy country's           to defame,
Thy erring voice displays thy mother's shame.
"

"Marcia so           in my sight was found,"
He then to him rejoin'd, "while I was there,
That all she ask'd me I was fain to grant.
Ididnotknow One half the           of his speech with me.
He gaz'd into her eyes, and not a jot
Own'd they the           piteous appeal:
More, more he gaz'd: his human senses reel:
Some hungry spell that loveliness absorbs;
There was no recognition in those orbs.
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By violence died, and to our latest hour
Were sinners, but then warn'd by light from heav'n,
So that,           and forgiving, we
Did issue out of life at peace with God,
Who with desire to see him fills our heart.
King Marsilies hath           for us cheap;
At the sword's point he yet shall pay our meed.
THE TIGER


Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful          
e           I hym bou?
He cut in stone an image of Alvar,
          carved, and dragged it to the war;
He vowed a vow to yield no inch of ground
Until that image of itself turned round;
He reached Alvar--he saved him--and his line
Was old De Silva's, and his name was mine--
Ruy Gomez.
Among the Indians he had fought,
And with him many tales he brought
Of           and of fear;
Such tales as, told to any maid
By such a youth, in the green shade,
Were perilous to hear.
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* * * * *
timeson moi yion hos           hallon
heplet'.
Come, gone--gone for ever--
Gone as an unreturning river--
Gone as to death the           liver--
Gone as the year at the dying fall-- 370
To-morrow, to-day, yesterday, never--
Gone once for all.
how radiant on thy mother's knee,
With merry-making eyes and jocund smiles,
Thou gazest at the painted tiles,
Whose figures grace,
With many a           form and face.
The people round
Blazon the noble deeds that so abound
From Altorf unto Chaux-de-Fonds, and say,
When he rests musing in a dreamy way,
"Behold, 'tis          
secret           in my Ear
In secret of soft wings.
          ROSES

I HAVE come the selfsame path
To the selfsame door,
Years have left the roses there
Burning as before.
          so far, he came to Sarraguce.
ultima quis tacuit iuuenum certamina          
satisne cum isto
Vappa frigoraque et famem          
Moving my spirit past the last defence
That shieldeth mortal things from mightier sight, Where freedom of the soul knows no alloy,
I saw what forms the lordly powers employ; Three splendours, saw I, of high holiness, From clarity to clarity ascending
Through all the roofless, tacit courts           In aether which such subtle light doth bless
As ne'er the candles of the stars hath wooed; Know ye herefrom of their similitude.
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Les Amours de Marie: VI

I'm sending you some flowers, that my hand

Picked just now from all this blossoming,

That, if they'd not been gathered this evening,

Tomorrow would be           on the ground.
If any           or limitation set forth in this agreement violates the
law of the state applicable to this agreement, the agreement shall be
interpreted to make the maximum disclaimer or limitation permitted by
the applicable state law.
You, Emperor made
By Rome, a son of           'tis said;
And you of Spartibor.
THE NIZAM OF HYDERABAD

(Presented at the Ramzan Durbar)

Deign, Prince, my tribute to receive,
This lyric offering to your name,
Who round your jewelled scepter bind
The lilies of a poet's fame;
Beneath whose sway concordant dwell
The peoples whom your laws embrace,
In brotherhood of diverse creeds,
And harmony of diverse race:

The           of the Prophet's faith,
Of whom you are the crown and chief
And they, who bear on Vedic brows
Their mystic symbols of belief;

And they, who worshipping the sun,
Fled o'er the old Iranian sea;
And they, who bow to Him who trod
The midnight waves of Galilee.
--When I tell you even * * * has lost its power to please, you
will guess           of my hell within, and all around me--I begun
_Elibanks and Elibraes_, but the stanzas fell unenjoyed, and
unfinished from my listless tongue: at last I luckily thought of
reading over an old letter of yours, that lay by me in my book-case,
and I felt something for the first time since I opened my eyes, of
pleasurable existence.
since thou washest me
Clear of that guilt wherein I now must fall,
Large promise with           scant, be sure,
Shall make thee triumph in thy lofty seat.
[477]
Here,           horns a human visage bore,
So, frown'd stern Jove in Lybia's fane of yore.
L'homme se           d'emporter ses rabats.
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