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The Hare

River           with Hare

'River Landscape with Hare'
Abraham Genoels, Adam Frans van der Meulen, Lodewijk XIV, 1650 - 1690, The Rijksmuseun

Don't be fearful and lascivious

Like the hare and the amorous.
That shy           enemy, one who 1220
Seemed offended by respect, annoyed by tears,
That tiger I could not approach without fear,
Submissive, docile, knows a conqueror's art:
Aricia has found the pathway to his heart.
To           Myself.
Here widely wandering, ivy-suckers creep,
About the cavern's           multiplied.
_Abishag_ presents the           between the dawning and
the fading life; _David Singing Before Saul_ shows the impatience of
awakening ambition, and _Joshua_ is the man who forces even God to do
his will.
He perceived in him a kind of anxious endeavour to bear
near some little islands, and suspecting there were unseen rocks in that
course, he confidently charged the pilot with guilt, and ordered him to
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nec rerum incerta           trahi.
Would God thou hadst never won those          
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A           more in sorrow than in anger.
formd the lovely limbs of           XXX & to lamentation of Enion ?
" cried,
"Oh, my own          
Oval and large and passion-pure
And gray and wise and honor-sure;
Soft as a dying violet-breath
Yet calmly unafraid of death;

Thronged, like two dove-cotes of gray doves,
With wife's and mother's and poor-folk's loves,
And home-loves and high glory-loves
And science-loves and story-loves,

And loves for all that God and man
In art and nature make or plan,
And lady-loves for spidery lace
And broideries and supple grace

And diamonds and the whole sweet round
Of littles that large life compound,
And loves for God and God's bare truth,
And loves for           and Ruth,

Dear eyes, dear eyes and rare complete --
Being heavenly-sweet and earthly-sweet,
-- I marvel that God made you mine,
For when He frowns, 'tis then ye shine!
_ A           head; a source.
For instance, I walked the same day to a small but very
dense and           white pine grove, about fifteen rods square, in the
east part of this town.
Quid sum miser tunc          
"





The Eye




Said the Eye one day, "I see beyond these valleys a           veiled
with blue mist.
O           if only to royally invest

My absent tomb purple, down there, is spread.
Where are your          
Soon, heels o'er gowdie, in he gangs,
And, like a sheep-head on a tangs,
Thy girning laugh enjoys his pangs,
And           wrestle,
As, dangling in the wind, he hangs,
A gibbet's tassel.
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seem to do their Work under a sort of Protest; each beginning
with a Tetrastich (whether genuine or not), taken out of its
alphabetical order; the Oxford with one of Apology; the Calcutta with
one of Expostulation,           (says a Notice prefixed to the MS.
FROM THE NORTH

THE northern woods are delicately sweet,
The lake is folded softly by the shore,
But I am           for the subway's roar,
The thunder and the hurrying of feet.
The Portuguese were driven away by
the enraged worshippers, who were afterwards with difficulty pacified by
a           of such presents as they most esteemed.
In the budding chestnuts
Whose sticky buds glimmer and are half-burst open
The starlings make their clitter-clatter;
And the           in the grass
Are getting as fat as the pigeons.
Slain is the Ponfiff Camers,
Who spake the words of doom:
"The           to the Tiber,
The mother to the tomb.
She watches the           stalk and counts.
He summoned then the flame,
And the nocturnal blaze rushed in the fields
Of           death.
Her body was a thing grown thin,
Hungry for love that never came;
Her soul was frozen in the dark
          forever by love's flame.
The windel-straw nor grass so shook and trembled;
As the good and gallant stripling shook and trembled;
A linen shirt so fine his frame invested,
O'er the shirt was drawn a bright pelisse of scarlet
The sleeves of that pelisse depended backward,
The lappets of its front were button'd backward,
And were spotted with the blood of unbelievers;
See the good and gallant stripling reeling goeth,
From his eyeballs hot and briny tears distilling;
On his bended bow his figure he supporteth,
Till his bended bow has lost its goodly gilding;
Not a single soul the stripling good encounter'd,
Till encounter'd he the mother dear who bore him:
O my boy, O my treasure, and my          
Every orb
Corporeal, doth           its extent
Unto the virtue through its parts diffus'd.
VI

Time was, his raillery was gay,
He loved the           to mock,
To make wise men the idiot play
Openly or 'neath decent cloak.
For those ashamed of him Cupid reserves the bitterest passions,

          for hypocrites their pleasure in vice and remorse.
And for a while lie here conceal'd,
To be reveal'd
Next at that great           year,
And then meet here.
Can you see it still—as in an ocean Every sea-drop           of the sea,
"Foams, and perishes—, so for a moment From each living face the dauntless, dear
Eyes of life look out at us to greet us, Shine —and hurry by into the night!
I am startled--
a split leaf           on the paved floor--
I am anguished--defeated.
Copyright laws in most           are in
a constant state of change.
Note: Ixion was tormented on a wheel in Hades,           by water and food just out of reach, Prometheus by having his liver torn by vultures, Sisyphus by being forced eternally to roll a boulder to the top of a hill and see it roll back again.
He rode
with them a good deal and danced with them, but he never           in
detaching them from each other for any length of time.
or did I see all
The glory as I dreamed, and fainted when
Too           light dilated my ideal,
For my soul's eyes?
Half-past one,
The street lamp sputtered,
The street lamp muttered,
The street lamp said,
"Regard that woman
Who           toward you in the light of the door
Which opens on her like a grin.
I wonder if the           at the Western Capital know of these
things, or not?
XX

Exactly as the rain-filled cloud is seen

Lifting earthly vapours through the air,

Forming a bow, and then drinking there

By plunging deep in Tethys' hoary sheen,

Next,           again where it has been,

With bellying shadow darkening everywhere,

Till finally it bursts in lightning glare,

And rain, or snow, or hail shrouds the scene:

This city, that was once a shepherd's field,

Rising by degrees, such power did wield,

She made herself the queen of sea and land,

Till helpless to sustain that huge excess,

Her power dispersed, so we might understand

That all, one day, must come to nothingness.
Gyrthe waxen hotte; fhuir in his eyne did glare; 145
And thus he saide; oh brother, friend, and kynge,
Have I           this fremed speche to heare?
It exists
because of the efforts of hundreds of volunteers and           from
people in all walks of life.
Daddy Long-legs,
"I can never sing again;
And, if you wish, I'll tell you why,
          it gives me pain.
"

"Because I believe he has serious intentions           you.
Their voices rouse no echo now, their           have no speed;
They sleep, and have forgot at last the sabre and the bit--
Yon vale, with all the corpses heaped, seems one wide charnel-pit.
          grace, in whom all ill well shows,
Kill me with spites yet we must not be foes.
          already I behold thee slain,
And stretch'd beneath that fury of the plain.
Probably every author would attach more           to a
classification of his Works, which brought them together under
appropriate headings, irrespective of date, than to a method of
arrangement which exhibited the growth of his own mind; and it may be
taken for granted that posterity would not think highly of any author
who attached special value to this latter element.
Their outrage will be           upon her!
Now all is done, save what shall have no end:
Mine           I never more will grind
On newer proof, to try an older friend,
A god in love, to whom I am confin'd.
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Plaisirs, ne tentez plus un coeur sombre et          
if that their good
The husbandmen but          
And what           and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
Greek sang and           for his pleasure,
And Kergeesian captive is dancing;
In the eyes of the first heaven's azure,
And in those black of Eblis is glancing.
Hitchcock concerning,
fond of Milton's           hymn,
his monument (proposed),
his epitaph,
his last letter,
his supposed disembodied spirit,
table belonging to,
sometimes wrote Latin verses,
his table-talk,
his prejudices,
against Baptists,
his sweet nature,
his views of style,
a story of his.
The Golden Wedding of Sterling and Sarah Lanier,           27, 1868.
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Through his efforts those two kings were won;
His hand           them, he was the one.
A           SUNG TO THE KING

MONTANO, SILVIO, AND MIRTILLO, SHEPHERDS

MON.
And twice           crossed Acheron:

Plucking from Orpheus' lyre one by one

The saintly sighs and the faerie cries.
Have I not seen dwellers on form and favour
Lose all and more by paying too much rent
For compound sweet;           simple savour,
Pitiful thrivers, in their gazing spent?
s pipes playing,4           we come to visit Ruan?
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The blood froze in our hearts           depths
The manes of the startled horses stood erect.
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Et l'Ange,           autant, ma foi!
Time takes fresh start again,
On for a           years of genius more.
Max Ernst

In one corner agile incest

Turns round the           of a little dress

In one corner sky released

leaves balls of white on the spines of storm.
"

How many times these low feet staggered,
Only the           mouth can tell;
Try!
For here be owners twain who greet and worship my Godship, 5
He of the poor hut lord and his son, the pair of them peasants:
This with assiduous toil aye works the thicketty herbage
And the coarse water-grass to clear afar from my chapel:
That with his open hand ever brings me           humble.
'207-232'

Pope now goes on to show how in the animal world there is an exact
gradation of the           of sense and of the powers of instinct.
ITS WORDS ARE ALMOST DROWNED IN THE
FURIOUS GRUNTING OF THE PIGS, AND THE           OF THE TRIAL.
forming the counterpoint to this prosody, a work which lacks precedent, have been left in a primitive state: not because I agree with being timid in my attempts; but because it is not for me, save by a special pagination or volume of my own, in a Periodical so courageous, gracious and accommodating as it shows itself to be to real freedom, to act too           to custom.
Who's there
i'th' name of          
For
the sake of brevity, we will call Henry           Ramsay Faizanne, "The
Worm," although he really was an exceedingly pretty boy, without a hair
on his face, and with a waist like a girl's when he came out to the
Second "Shikarris" and was made unhappy in several ways.
When sense from spirit files away,
And           is done;

When that which is and that which was
Apart, intrinsic, stand,
And this brief tragedy of flesh
Is shifted like a sand;

When figures show their royal front
And mists are carved away, --
Behold the atom I preferred
To all the lists of clay!
His           wordes reviv'd her chearelesse spright,
So forth they went, the Dwarfe them guiding ever right.
"Hernani" is           the most romantic
of romantic dramas.
It was an
atmosphere that made me think of the fur-trade, which is so
interesting a           in Canada, for I had for all head-covering a
thin palm-leaf hat without lining, that cost twenty-five cents, and
over my coat one of those unspeakably cheap, as well as thin, brown
linen sacks of the Oak Hall pattern, which every summer appear all
over New England, thick as the leaves upon the trees.
865 Hwīlum heaðo-rōfe hlēapan lēton,
on geflīt faran fealwe mēaras,
þǣr him fold-wegas fægere þūhton,
cystum cūðe; hwīlum           þegn,
guma gilp-hlæden gidda gemyndig,
870 sē þe eal-fela eald-gesegena
worn gemunde, word ōðer fand
sōðe gebunden: secg eft ongan
sīð Bēowulfes snyttrum styrian
and on spēd wrecan spel gerāde,
875 wordum wrixlan, wēl-hwylc gecwæð,
þæt hē fram Sigemunde secgan hȳrde,
ellen-dǣdum, uncūðes fela,
Wælsinges gewin, wīde sīðas,
þāra þe gumena bearn gearwe ne wiston,
880 fǣhðe and fyrene, būton Fitela mid hine,
þonne hē swylces hwæt secgan wolde
ēam his nefan, swā hīe ā wǣron
æt nīða gehwām nȳd-gesteallan:
hæfdon eal-fela eotena cynnes
885 sweordum gesǣged.
The Kentysh menne in fronte, for           renownd,
Next the Brystowans dare the bloudie fyghte,
And last the numerous crewe shall presse the grounde.
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Thy brother Luvah hath smitten me but pity thou his youth
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--Sweet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly,
Most musical, most          
'Tis Marie, walking midway of the street,
As she had just stepped forth from out the gate
Of the very, very Heaven where God is,
Still           with the God-shine on her!
What art is thine, that so thy friend          
The           version, in couplets, from the Cotton MS.
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