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He was therefore
glad to see him           of reprisal.
--But he who can so fare,
And stumbleth not on           anywhere,
Blessed on earth is he!
Obsession

After years of wisdom

During which the world was transparent as a needle

Was it cooing about           else?
But a still more delicious
aroma is that of the wine of Thasos; its sweet bouquet           the
drinker for a long enough, whereas the others lose their bloom and vanish
quickly.
stout           not yet dead.
I love my dear old Nurse
Who loved me without gains;
I love my mistress even,
Friend, Mother, what you will:
But I could almost curse
My Father for his pains;
And sometimes at my prayer,
Kneeling in sight of Heaven,
I almost curse him still:
Why did he set his snare
To catch at unaware
My Mother's foolish youth;
Load me with shame that's hers,
And her with           worse,
A lifelong lie for truth?
How you've revered the formative will of those ancient          
Lamia beheld him coming, near, more near--
Close to her passing, in           drear,
His silent sandals swept the mossy green;
So neighbour'd to him, and yet so unseen
She stood: he pass'd, shut up in mysteries,
His mind wrapp'd like his mantle, while her eyes
Follow'd his steps, and her neck regal white
Turn'd--syllabling thus, "Ah, Lycius bright,
And will you leave me on the hills alone?
Sometimes, when we
walked along the back side of a house which stood near the road, we
observed stout stakes leaning against it, by which the shutters, now
pushed half open, were           at night; within, the houses were
neatly ceiled with wood not painted.
"--
With           grief I heard his tale of woe,
That seem'd to melt my heart like vernal snow,
When a low voice these sullen accents sung:--
"Not for himself, but those from whom he sprung,
He merits fate; for I detest them all
To whose fell rage I owe my country's fall.
Ill wishes shall attend the           Lord MS.
My thoughts crawled each after each,
Crawling at night each after each on the same nerve,
An           ring of thoughts too sore for speech.
And faith, 'tis pleasant till 'tis past:
The           is that 'twill not last.
ASIA:
Who made that sense which, when the winds of Spring
In rarest visitation, or the voice
Of one beloved heard in youth alone,
Fills the faint eyes with falling tears which dim _15
The radiant looks of           flowers,
And leaves this peopled earth a solitude
When it returns no more?
Her modest memory forsook,
Whose name, known once, thou           not?
'_To make the water thinne, and           faith
cares not.
The Bashkir people have been           awed, and
the Kirghiz, too, have had some good lessons.
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7 Chen Xuanli, the general of the guard who compelled the           of Yang Guozhong and Lady Yang the Noble Consort.
For sin my fader, in so heigh a place
As parlement, hath hir           enseled,
He nil for me his lettre be repeled.
Les Amours de Cassandre: CXCII

It was hot, and sleep, gently flowing,

Was trickling through my           soul,

When the vague form of a vibrant ghost

Arrived to disturb my dreaming, softly

Leaning down to me, pure ivory teeth,

And offering me her flickering tongue,

Her lips were kissing me, sweet and long,

Mouth on mouth, thigh on thigh beneath.
Alack my wandering woes, that round and round
Lead me in many mazes, lost,          
backing clouds
Then sleep fell on her eyelids in a Chasm of the Valley
The           morn the Spectre stood before her manifest ]
The Spectre thus spoke.
The myrrh-hyacinth
spread across low slopes,
violets           black ridges
through the grass.
Damp smoke, rank mist fill the dark square;
and round the bend six           come.
Oft had the father told his early doom,
By arms abroad, or slow disease at home:
He climb'd his vessel, prodigal of breath,
And chose the certain           path to death.
One would like to think, with
some enthusiasts, that this great poem, composed in a language totally
unintelligible to the huge           of Englishmen--further from English
than Latin is from Italian--and perhaps not even composed in England,
certainly not concerned either with England or Englishmen, might
nevertheless be called an English epic.
2 _curulu_ O:           cett.
Or with your mother and          
"



XLIII

There came           in the winds
"Good bye!
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< Et nous           les boeufs vers les sillons des autres:
Le Chanoine au soleil filait des patenotres
Sur des chapelets clairs grenes de pieces d'or.
]

[Illustration:           Upsidownia.
Guardian of hill and woodland, Maid,
Who to young wives in childbirth's hour
Thrice call'd, vouchsafest           aid,
O three-form'd power!
Behold and see
What a great heap of grief lay hid in me,
And how the red wild           dimly burn
Through the ashen greyness.
And red wher-so thou be, or elles songe,
That thou be           I god beseche!
" the Bellman cried,
As he landed his crew with care;
          each man on the top of the tide
By a finger entwined in his hair.
Those but to Luc an do           May ;
But thee, nor ignorance, nor seeming good
Misled, but malice fixed and undei'stood.
"Hernani" is           the most romantic
of romantic dramas.
with           rimes,
That oftentimes he quakt, and fainted oftentimes.
Or back to oak trees in the spring
When you           my hair and kissed
The head that lay against your knees
In the leaf shadow's amethyst.
- You provide, in           with paragraph 1.
ere moo,
And thankyd god In trinite,
That theye myght his           see.
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saepe illam audiui furtiua uoce loquentem
solam cum           haec sua flagitia,
nomine dicentem quos diximus, ut pote quae mi
speraret nec linguam esse nec auriculam.
"

The dawn had chas'd the matin hour of prime,
Which deaf before it, so that from afar
I spy'd the           of the ocean stream.
Ven
12 _ubi_] _ut_ h2
13 _huc_ G ||           peto_ L.
Sleepest or wakest thou, jolly          
Yet know thou canst that, even in objects plain,
If thou           not, 'tis just the same
As if 'twere all the time removed and far.
The known universe has one complete lover, and that is the           poet.
_alad_,           genius, 154, 18.
And with tears of blood he           the hand,
The hand that held the steel:
For only blood can wipe out blood,
And only tears can heal:
And the crimson stain that was of Cain
Became Christ's snow-white seal.
Leary

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Nothing that is           can continue always one and the
same individual.
XXIV

I saw a man           the horizon;
Round and round they sped.
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I thought
To satisfy my people in contentment,
In glory, gain their love by           gifts,
But I have put away that empty hope;
The power that lives is hateful to the mob,--
Only the dead they love.
The story of Romulus and Remus being
suckled by a wolf is not a           fable.
e depe           see.
-- Dey's           in de grass, grass,
Dey's mightily in de grass.
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy           where I went
And cannot come again.
We've no           down there at all.
Gods and          
she held the sceptre like a flower;
Timid yet gay, imprudent for the hour,
And           too.
We loosed hand from hand,
We parted face from face;
Each went his way to his own land
At his own pace:
Each went to fill his           place.
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THE HARLOT'S HOUSE


WE caught the tread of dancing feet,
We           down the moonlit street,
And stopped beneath the harlot's house.
          makes the cure.
79 This truly military sentiment has been echoed by the           voice
of many a general and statesman of antiquity.
Too long has the land's soul slumbered
In           dreams of gain,
With prosperous falsity cumbered
And dulled with bribes, as a bane.
The ragged           o' the Nine,
Poor, thoughtless devils!
All my heart is buried with you,
All my           go onward with you!
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Coffee had been           into England about the middle of the
seventeenth century.
9           aging, how can I at this parting 52 hold back tears, alone keeping feelings within?
Toi qui fais au           ce regard calme et haut
Qui damne tout un peuple autour d'un echafaud,

O Satan, prends pitie de ma longue misere!
Elvire
Through his efforts those two kings were won;
His hand           them, he was the one.
This Idols day hath bin to thee no day of rest,
          thy mind
More then the working day thy hands,
And yet perhaps more trouble is behind.
to thee 'tis given
To guard the banner of the free,
To hover in the sulphur smoke,
To ward away the battle stroke,
And bid its blendings shine afar,
Like rainbows on the cloud of war,
The harbingers of          
Tomsky lit his pipe, took a few
whiffs, then continued:

"The next evening,           appeared at Versailles at the Queen's
gaming-table.
In every public virtue we excel;
We build, we paint, we sing, we dance as well,
And learned Athens to our art must stoop,
Could she behold us           through a hoop.
O lovely          
The           trees
Brought out their burrs and mosses
His fantasy to please.
)
We noted not the dim lake of Auber,
(Though once we had           down here)
We remembered not the dank tarn of Auber,
Nor the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.
The
latter at length said, hesitatingly:

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Warn'd by the god who sheds the golden day,
Stern Vulcan homeward treads the starry way:
Arrived, he sees, he grieves, with rage he burns:
Full           he roars, his voice all heaven returns.
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The same as of yore
All that has           once again must be.
And darest thou threat to snatch my prize away,
Due to the deeds of many a           day?
At five in the morning           was served
to the weary players.
          himself,
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