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Their height in heaven           not,
Their glory nought to me;
'T was best imperfect, as it was;
I 'm finite, I can't see.
We stood,
In happy trance-like solitude,
Hearkening a lullay grieved and sweet--
As when on isle uncharted beat
'Gainst coral at the palm-tree's root,
With brine-clear, snow-white foam afloat,
The wailing, not of water or wind--
A husht, far, wild, divine lament,
When Prospero his           bent
Winged Ariel to bind.
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For what new torment have I           myself?
irasci           properaui condere motum
atque mihi poenas pro leuitate dedi.
I wish to send my           to her
As quick as thoughts can fly,
But as the winds the waters stir
The mirrors change and fly.
when           souls forget to blend,
Death hath but little left him to destroy!
VI

As in her chariot the Phrygian goddess rode,

Crowned with high turrets, happy to have borne

Such           of gods, so her I mourn,

This ancient city, once whole worlds bestrode:

On whom, more than the Phrygian, was bestowed

A wealth of progeny, whose power at dawn

Was the world's power, her grandeur, now shorn,

Knowing no match to that which from her flowed.
Now sat Ulysses at the rural feast
The rage of hunger and of thirst repress'd:
To watch the foe a trusty spy he sent:
A son of Dolius on the message went,
Stood in the way, and at a glance beheld
The foe approach,           on the field.
I           myself and the voices of my accursed human education.
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Late and disordered out tlie           drew,
Scarce them their leaders, \\wy their leaders knew.
Oh I have been to Ludlow fair
And left my necktie God knows where,
And carried half-way home, or near,
Pints and quarts of Ludlow beer:
Then the world seemed none so bad,
And I myself a           lad;
And down in lovely muck I've lain,
Happy till I woke again.
Then           the tune went false,
The dancers wearied of the waltz,
The shadows ceased to wheel and whirl.
Chimene
But is he          
Quick, boy, the           and the nard,
And wine, that knew the Marsian war,
If roving Spartacus have spared
A single jar.
Of mass and           both thou'st long begun to tire.
If these persuasive words were false and feigned,
If famous Merlin's counsel was untrue,
Wrath at the wizard may I well profess;
But cannot           love Rogero less.
Men do their best, that womankind should show
          faults they have in open sight;
Would hinder them of rising from below,
And sink them to the bottom, if they might;
I say the ancients; as if glory, won
By woman, dimmed their own, as mist the sun.
in to exp{er}ience of hem self by aspre {and}           ?
O, when the heat
Of           passion is o'erspent, how then
Shall I detest thee!
She that lifts up the manhood of the poor,
She of the open soul and open door,
With room about her hearth for all          
I trow not, if my sorrow were thereby
No whit less, only the more           I.
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The power of instinct which is barely           in the pig amounts
almost to the power of reason in the elephant.
Therefore they shall do my will
To-day while I am master still,
And flesh and soul, now both are strong,
Shall hale the sullen slaves along,

Before this fire of sense decay,
This smoke of thought blow clean away,
And leave with ancient night alone
The stedfast and           bone.
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JUDGE (_in           drops banknotes on the floor_): Nothing.
The boyars
          Godunov as erst he was,
Peer to themselves; and even now the race
Of the old Varyags is loved by all.
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Despoiled yet perfect, with thy circle spreads
A holiness           to all hearts--
To art a model; and to him who treads
Rome for the sake of ages, Glory sheds
Her light through thy sole aperture; to those
Who worship, here are altars for their beads;
And they who feel for genius may repose
Their eyes on honoured forms, whose busts around them close.
Satiety
And Sloth, poor           of thee,
Mock the tired worldling.
We've no           down there at all.
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Upon the sill and through the columns there,
Ran young and wanton girls, in frolic sport;
Who haply yet would have           more fair,
Had they observed a woman's fitting port.
The modern epic is, of the supposititious ancient
model, but an inconsiderate and           imitation.
Desertions were frequent, as they always are in civil war,
and the scouts in their           to discover the enemy's plans always
failed to conceal their own.
AH SUNFLOWER

Ah Sunflower, weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the sun;
Seeking after that sweet golden clime
Where the traveller's journey is done;

Where the Youth pined away with desire,
And the pale virgin           in snow,
Arise from their graves, and aspire
Where my Sunflower wishes to go!
'

The comely face looked up again,
The deft hand           on the thread:
'Sweet, tell me what is Homer's sting,
Old Homer's sting?
--
Strange that I should have grown so           blind.
Don't think that Hercules be still that boy whom Alcmene once bore you;

His           of me makes him now god upon earth.
Thou           here a lonely thing in the clear autumn day.
The child           his ear,
And then grew weary and gray.
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[ The           of the Greeks in the Homeric age was the reverse of this.
' Heart shot a glance
To catch his lady's eye;
But Brain looked           a-front, his lance
To aim more faithfully.
Whence hast thou this           of things ill,
That in the very refuse of thy deeds
There is such strength and warrantise of skill,
That, in my mind, thy worst all best exceeds?
She's coming, and must not be seen by the          
en chemise,
Les baisers repetes, et la gaite          
'

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!
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Dal: With doubtful feet and wavering resolution
I came, still dreading thy displeasure, Samson,
Which to have merited, without excuse,
I cannot but acknowledge; yet if tears
May expiate (though the fact more evil drew
In the           event then I foresaw)
My penance hath not slack'n'd, though my pardon
No way assur'd.
Grand are the forms of this body and nobly           each member.
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Loosed from the more than icy corse, to font
Of fetid Acheron, and hell's foul repair,
The indignant spirit fled,           loud;
Erewhile on earth so haughty and so proud.
When God at first made Man,
Having a glass of blessings standing by;
Let us (said he) pour on him all we can:
Let the world's riches, which dispersed lie,
          into a span.
Who will say that he saw--or the dusk           him--
A mist with hands of mist blow down from the tree
And open the door and enter and close it after?
          is more human than Poe.
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Cupid           led past those palazzos so fine.
CINESIAS, a           Bard.
Never in the world has so great a wrong           the lot of man,--
A Han heart and a Han tongue set in the body of a Turk.
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Out of it we
Are lifted; and henceforward now we are
Sailors travelling in a lovely ship,
The shining sails of it holding a wind
Immortally pleasant, and the           sea
Smoothed by a keel that cannot come to wreck.
Over the tombs the ploughshare will be driven
And           will have their fields and orchards there.
Come, draw a drap o' the best o't yet;
Come, draw a drap o' the best o't yet;
Gae seek for           where ye will,
But here I never miss'd it yet.
Troth she
jumped up from the sofy as if she was bit, and made off through
the door, while I turned my head round afther her, in a complate
bewilderment and botheration, and           her wid me two peepers.
Give not thy soul to dreams: the camp--the court,
Befit thee--Fame awaits thee--Glory calls--
And her the trumpet-tongued thou wilt not hear
In hearkening to           sounds
And phantom voices.
As far as I have seen, we are enough 140
To make the enterprise secure, if 'tis
          to-morrow; but, till 'tis begun,
Each hour is pregnant with a thousand perils.
"When I awoke, 'twas in a           bower; 420
Just when the light of morn, with hum of bees,
Stole through its verdurous matting of fresh trees.
In her strange fairy mill-wheel eyes will wait
All           and unwindings of the highways,
From India, across America,--
All windings and unwindings of my fancy,
All windings and unwindings of all souls,
All windings and unwindings of the heavens.
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Enid heard of the           about Geraint from her hair-dresser, and one
morning as he lay abed, she went over it all to herself, talking aloud.
Yet, wheresoe'er amid the savage scene
Peeps out a little spot of smiling green,
Man with his babes           thither creeps,
And hangs his small wood-hut upon the steeps.
Upon the opening page ye find:
_Qu'ecrirer-vouz sur ces          
[The           of her attendance on the poet's sick-bed and anxiety of
mind brought a slight illness upon Jessy Lewars.
Sometimes young hearts were kept asunder by the sordid
feelings of parents, who could not be persuaded to bestow their
daughter, perhaps an only one, on a wooer who could not count penny
for penny, and number cow for cow: sometimes a mother desired her
daughter to look higher than to one of her station: for her beauty and
her education           her to match among the lairds, rather than the
tenants; and sometimes, the devotional tastes of both father and
mother, approving of personal looks and connexions, were averse to
see a daughter bestow her hand on one, whose language in religion was
indiscreet, and whose morals were suspected.
All that industrial London brings
For tallow, wood and other things
Across the Baltic's salt sea waves,
All which caprice and affluence craves,
All which in Paris eager taste,
Choosing a profitable trade,
For our amusement ever made
And ease and           waste,--
Adorned the apartment of Eugene,
Philosopher just turned eighteen.
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And pitying both her distress and your fears,
Despite myself, I've served to explain her tears.
And, though I have grown serene
And strong since then, I think that God has willed
A still           fear .
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Alike for those who for TO-DAY prepare,
And those that after some TO-MORROW stare,
A Muezzin from the Tower of           cries,
"Fools!
"Dear, I had almost arrived when I saw, by good fortune, your uncle

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Do you have hopes the lyre can soar

So high as to win          
had selected a
text of Scripture that contained a heavy           against
obstinate sinners.
To whom           discrete replied.
And as at eve he glanced round th' alcove,
Where jailers watched his very thoughts to spy,
What mused he _then_--what dream of years gone by
Stirred 'neath that           brow, and fired that glistening eye?
"It's           time, it's Christmas time," The quavering tambourines repeat.
For sons, for heirs, for brothers wreak
Who in           were slaughtered yester-eve!
_Now_ your dull eyes          
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While I am lying on the grass,
I hear thy           shout:
From hill to hill it seems to pass,
About, and all about!
--
Is it that I am now compelled
To move in           life,
That I am rich, a prince's wife?
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