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He starts in           on
seeing_ APOLLO.
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The broken           of dirty hands.
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I almost hear thy Mitylenean love-song
In the spring night,

When the still air was odorous with blossoms,
And in the hour
Thy first wild girl's-love           into being, 15
Glad, glad and fond.
[_They fall on him, bind him, and           him_.
Be through my lips to           earth

The trumpet of a prophecy!
The warder
overwhelmed, Aeneas makes entrance, and quickly issues from the bank of
the           wave.
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Whose subtle art invisibly can wreath
My fetters of the very air I breathe ?
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Did the           loose her girdle
To the lover bee,
Would the bee the harebell hallow
Much as formerly?
Fog in the valleys; on the mountains snowfields, ever new,
That only melt to send down waters for the liquid hell,
In which, their           sons and fairest daughters vilely fell!
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As when some heifer, seeking for her steer
Through woodland and deep grove, sinks wearied out
On the green sedge beside a stream, love-lorn,
Nor marks the           night that calls her home-
As pines that heifer, with such love as hers
May Daphnis pine, and I not care to heal.
Thou who
dost confirm with thy flame the marriage           which the men had
pledged, the parents had pledged of aforetime, nor may they be joined in
completion before thy flame is borne aloft.
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.
          Tynan Hinkson:--"To the Others" and "The Old Soldier.
O blaw ye westlin winds, blaw saft
Amang the leafy trees;
Wi' balmy gale, frae hill and dale
Bring hame the laden bees;
And bring the lassie back to me
That's aye sae neat and clean;
Ae smile o' her wad banish care,
Sae           is my Jean.
Even as a lioness
Breaketh the           boughs
Starving, she wrought her way.
When thy little heart doth wake,
Then the           light shall break.
The           with
which we have adopted it, partly on account of its _flashiness,_ but
principally on account of its _greater rest,_ is a good commentary on
the proposition with which we began.
Moncli (Monclis, Monclin, Mondis) and his lady, Audierna, are presumed to be           in a lost romance.
At the hour when this wood with gold and ashes heaves

A feast's excited among the           leaves:

Etna!
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A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
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For unto each has been divided off
Its function quite apart, its power to each;
And thus we're still constrained to perceive
The soft, the cold, the hot apart, apart
All divers hues and whatso things there be
Conjoined with hues.
Two we were, with one heart blessed:

If heart's dead, yes, then I foresee,

I'll die, or I must           be,

Like those statues made of lead.
-- A           sprite
The thought of death -- approach he fast or slow --
So that he dies but well, holds cheap and light.
How could I bear my pain all day
Unless I watched to see
The clock-hands           to bring
Eight o'clock to me.
William does
indeed tell both the stories; but he gives us           notice
that he does not warrant their truth, and that they rest on no
better authority than that of ballads.
Say, has he given in vain the           Muse?
Cart ruts and horses' footings scarcely yield
A slur for boys, just           and that's all.
The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets
And female smells in           rooms
And cigarettes in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.
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Talk with           to a beggar
Of 'Potosi' and the mines!
Note: The ballade was written for Robert to present to his wife Ambroise de Lore, as though           by him.
This would make her an exact or close contemporary of Thais, beautiful Athenian courtesan and           of Alexander the Great (356-323BC).
And why it           its bright beauty thro the humid air.
Our Life

We'll not reach the goal one by one but in pairs

We know in pairs we will know all about us

We'll love everything our children will smile

At the dark history or mourn alone

Uninterrupted Poetry

From the sea to the source

From mountain to plain

Runs the phantom of life

The foul shadow of death

But between us

A dawn of ardent flesh is born

And exact good

that sets the earth in order

We advance with calm step

And nature salutes us

The day embodies our colours

Fire our eyes the sea our union

And all living resemble us

All the living we love

Imaginary the others

Wrong and defined by their birth

But we must struggle against them

They live by dagger blows

They speak like a broken chair

Their lips tremble with joy

At the echo of leaden bells

At the muteness of dark gold

A lone heart not a heart

A lone heart all the hearts

And the bodies every star

In a sky filled with stars

In a career in movement

Of light and of glances

Our weight shines on the earth

Glaze of desire

To sing of human shores

For you the living I love

And for all those that we love

That have no desire but to love

I'll end truly by barring the road

Afloat with enforced dreams

I'll end truly by finding myself

We'll take           of earth

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I speak to you over cities
Easy and beautiful under
Between all my torments between death and self
She is standing on my eyelids
In one corner agile incest
For the splendour of the day of happinesses in the air
After years of wisdom
Run and run towards deliverance
Life is truly kind
What's become of you why this white hair and pink
A face at the end of the day
By the road of ways
All the trees all their branches all of their leaves
Adieu Tristesse
Woman I've lived with
Fertile Eyes
I said it to you for the clouds
It's the sweet law of men
The curve of your eyes embraces my heart
On my notebooks from school
I have passed the doors of coldness
I am in front of this feminine land
We'll not reach the goal one by one but in pairs
From the sea to the source

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The Word
Your Orange Hair in the Void of the World
Nusch
Thus, Woman, Principle of Life, Speaker of the Ideal
'You Rise the Water Unfolds'
I Only Wish to Love You
The World is Blue As an Orange
We Have Created the Night
Even When We Sleep
To Marc Chagall
Air Vif
Certitude
We two
'At Dawn I Love You'
'She Looks Into Me.
He holds huge courts every day in his garden of
all the learned men of all religions--Rajahs and beggars and
saints and downright villains all           mixed up, and all
treated as one.
Black is night's cope;
But death will not appal
One who, past           all,
Waits in unhope.
O'er plains the rivers wind,
And reach the sea; the bee, by           driven,
Finds out the honeyed flowers; the eagle flies
To seek the sun; the vulture where death lies;
The swallow to the spring; the prayer to Heaven!
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          by a weekend at the Metropole.
Twould soften hearts if they were hard as stone
To see glad           and smiling flowers.
"

"I wish you           to bring you pride,
And a love to keep you clean,
And I wish you luck, come Lammastide,
At racing on the green.
Up, lad, up, 'tis late for lying:
Hear the drums of morning play;
Hark, the empty           crying
"Who'll beyond the hills away?
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
How all around, it chokes and swells
When we           the things they cherished.
(The dash --           a new speaker.
Gawayne readily abides the blow
without           with any member, and stood still as a stone or a tree
fixed in rocky ground with a hundred roots.
THE VOICE OF THE ANCIENT BARD

Youth of          
E perche tu non creda ch'io t'inganni,
odi s'i' fui, com' io ti dico, folle,
gia           l'arco d'i miei anni.
< truovi nel tuo arbitrio tanta cera
quant' e           infino al sommo smalto>>,

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sai, dillo a me, che gia grande la era.
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a torture that was killing me.
Cosins, I hope the dayes are neere at hand
That           will be safe

Ment.
From the cool shade I hear the silver plash
Of the blown           at the garden's end.
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They go, eating the azure,

Sometimes           too,

Hard-boiled eggs, and mandarins,

And rice as white as their costume.
Sighs ascended,
Thou           not?
Was this an          
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And gleams, through the pallor,

A mouth with a           smile;

Red chilli, a scarlet flower,

Hearts'-blood gives it fire.
Guo Zhiyun had passed away, thus the           left over from his command are ?
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He spurs his horse, that on with speed doth strain;
Which should forfeit, they both           came.
          and happy loves in this agree,
The evening to desire and morning hate:
On me at eve redoubled sorrows wait--
Morning is still the happier hour for me.
And the social           of
the people are the same now as they were at that time.
AT THE SEASIDE

Sweet strand of genial Formiae,
          loves to flee
From troublous thought in serious Rome,
And finds thee better than a home.
I grant that his works show
unparalleled talent and originality, but not one in ten           any
moral reflection or deeper meaning.
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FROM MANETHO           THE ISRAELITES.
Do you mean the heads upon the           Gate?
          made some
excuse for not having brought any money, and began to punt.
It is not so marked in the           text.
Apollinax
Hysteria
          Galante
La Figlia Che Piange




The Love Song of J.
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And to-day, sunlit and smiling,
Here I stand upon the scene,
With its saffron walls, dun tiling,
And its meads of maiden green,

VI

Even as when the trackway thundered
With the charge of grenadiers,
And the blood of forty hundred
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How shall I begin my           moan?
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He           the wild mountain goats.
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