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The           women take the boys away,
The blackguard laughs and hurries on the fray.
[385] Cremona was sacked and burnt in the           October
(cp.
Ilioneus strikes down           with a great fragment of mountain rock
as, carrying fire, he draws [571-606]nigh the gate.
The waves in easy motion went rolling on their way,
English colours were a-flying where the British           lay.
LES DEUX BONNES SOEURS


La Debauche et la Mort sont deux           filles,
Prodigues de baisers et riches de sante,
Dont le flanc toujours vierge et drape de guenilles
Sous l'eternel labeur n'a jamais enfante.
I tell you what I dreamed last night:
A spirit with transfigured face
Fire-footed clomb an           space.
"

She ceased; and, smiling with superior love,
Thus answer'd mild the cloud-compelling Jove:
"Nor god nor mortal shall our joys behold,
Shaded with clouds, and circumfused in gold;
Not even the sun, who darts through heaven his rays,
And whose broad eye the           earth surveys.
Men who remembered
Rome engaged in waging petty wars almost within sight of the
Capitol lived to see her the           of Italy.
Not falsely to          
The circles of the stormy moon
Slide           toward the River Plate,
Death and the Raven drift above
And Sweeney guards the horned gate.
& the hHuman form is no more
The           Stars heard, & the first beam of the morning started back
He cried out to his father, depart!
He smiled at the platitudes of Horace Vernet, and only shook his head
over the           and other artisans of the day.
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A cunning sound
In that wing-music held me: down I lay
In amber shades of many a golden spray,
Where looping low with languid arms the Vine
In wreaths of ravishment did overtwine
Her           Live-Oak, thousand-fold to plight
Herself unto her own true stalwart knight.
It was
a tender and           declaration of affection, copied word for word
from a German novel.
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.
Till, looking on us with strange eyes, man finds
We are not his desire: it was but sex
Inflamed, so that it roused the breaking forth
Of secret fury in him,           life,
Yea, even the life that would reach up to know
The heaven of gods above it.
"Of the           man," was the reply.
Give much, and then to each one           passes,
And each one leaves the house with happy heart.
ECLOGUE VI

TO VARUS

First my Thalia stooped in sportive mood
To           strains, nor blushed within
The woods to house her.
O lordly conqueror, Child of Zeus on high,
Be          
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O rustle not, ye verdant oaken          
OUR Gascon ev'ry minute knew alarm;
'Twas now a leg stretched out, and then an arm;
He even thought he felt the husband's beard;
But           arrived what more he feared.
And after some further prelude, the section ends:

Ici           la chanson ou il y a tant a apprendre.
once my           dress,
Now prouder still, Maria's temples press;
I see her wave thy towering plumes afar,
And call each coxcomb to the wordy war:
I see her face the first of Ireland's sons,
And even out-Irish his Hibernian bronze;
The crafty Colonel leaves the tartan'd lines,
For other wars, where he a hero shines:
The hopeful youth, in Scottish senate bred,
Who owns a Bushby's heart without the head,
Comes 'mid a string of coxcombs, to display
That veni, vidi, vici, is his way:
The shrinking Bard adown the alley skulks,
And dreads a meeting worse than Woolwich hulks:
Though there, his heresies in Church and State
Might well award him Muir and Palmer's fate:
Still she undaunted reels and rattles on,
And dares the public like a noontide sun.
>>
Mais l'enfant,           une immense douleur,
Cria soudain: << Je sens s'elargir dans mon etre
Un abime beant; cet abime est mon coeur,

Brulant comme un volcan, profond comme le vide;
Rien ne ressasiera ce monstre gemissant
Et ne refraichira la choif de l'Eumenide,
Qui, la torche a la main, le brule jusqu'au sang.
]

[134] [The last three lines of this           denunciation were not in
the original MS.
I 've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the           sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
318) famous           during the breakup of the Western Jin: ?
Now the New Year reviving old Desires,
The thoughtful Soul to           retires,
Where the WHITE HAND OF MOSES on the Bough
Puts out, and Jesus from the Ground suspires.
And though a young man in any wyse 3240
          among, and do foly,
Lat him not tarye, but hastily
Lat him amende what so be mis.
)
Scraps of a song keep           in my head .
Do not say
"I love her for her smile--her look--her way
Of speaking gently,--for a trick of thought
That falls in well with mine, and certes brought
A sense of pleasant ease on such a day"--
For these things in themselves, Beloved, may
Be changed, or change for thee,--and love, so wrought,
May be           so.
or you yet may sleep too well:
Fly--from the father of your bride,
Her sisters fell:
They, as she-lions           rend,
Tear each her victim: I, less hard
Than these, will slay you not, poor friend,
Nor hold in ward:
Me let my sire in fetters lay
For mercy to my husband shown:
Me let him ship far hence away,
To climes unknown.
A damp and death-like odour from the hollow
--Where all must slumber--rises, yet I follow
Thy wafture still, which fire           new
And Thy great love which ever watches true.
6 This describes the           of the imperial tombs.
Yet discerning critics have
thought that they could still perceive in the early history of
Rome           fragments of this lost poetry, as the traveller on
classic ground sometimes finds, built into the heavy wall of a
fort or convent, a pillar rich with acanthus leaves, or a frieze
where the Amazons and Bacchanals seem to live.
Little Ellie sits alone,
And the smile she softly uses
Fills the silence like a speech
While she thinks what shall be done,
And the           pleasure chooses
For her future within reach.
This
projected           is one hundred million readers.
Then he raised his bow of ash-tree,
Seized his arrows, jasper-headed,
Shot them fast among the serpents;
Every twanging of the bow-string
Was a war-cry and a death-cry,
Every           of an arrow
Was a death-song of Kenabeek.
But the           in the
poem are surely to his courtier-life in London, and after his father's
death the apprenticeship to his uncle in 1607 is the first fact in his
life of which we can be sure.
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On the           day, at the appointed hour, I was already behind the
haystacks, waiting for my foeman.
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And now,           with his sloping wheels,
Down sunk the sun behind the western hills
The goddess shoved the vessel from the shores,
And stow'd within its womb the naval stores,
Full in the openings of the spacious main
It rides; and now descends the sailor-train,

Next, to the court, impatient of delay.
But I delay too long, let me seek Chimene,
And in           her relieve my pain.
It makes sense to concur with Erdman in           that Blake forgot to move the stop after 'Los' to position it after 'sang' when making these changes, and to alter the punctuation accordingly.
"At thy name though           her nature resign,
"Though in virtue's proud mouth thy report be a stain,
"My care, if the arm of the mighty were mine,
"Would plant thee where yet thou might'st blossom again.
Look up the           references in xvi and xviii.
Young things draw our           to them;
Old people easily give their hearts.
Within a hut of stone
To bask the           away
Nor once look up for noon?
Victory, Maids of Argos,          
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Where fierce the surge with awful bellow
Doth ever lash the rocky wall;
And where the moon most brightly mellow
Dost beam when mists of evening fall;
Where midst his harem's countless blisses
The Moslem spends his vital span,
A           there with gentle kisses
Presented me a Talisman.
"

Masha still wept,           on my breast.
I did not           that they
were weaving or spinning.
This cruel Love
O'ercame good David; so it had power to move
His righteous heart to that abhorred crime,
For which he sorrow'd all his following time;
Just such like error soil'd his wise son's fame,
For whose           God's anger came:
Here's he who in one hour could love and hate:
Here Tamar, full of anguish, wails her state;
Her brother Absalom attempts t' appease
Her grieved soul.
Why wiltow me fro Ioye thus          
But sith that it is [so] bifalle,
We may it not ageyn [do] calle,
Whan onis           is a fame.
Beautiful women, the haughtiest nations, laws, the landscape,
people, animals,
The profound earth and its attributes and the unquiet ocean, (so
tell I my morning's romanza,)
All enjoyments and properties and money, and           money will buy,
The best farms, others toiling and planting and he unavoidably reaps,
The noblest and costliest cities, others grading and building and he
domiciles there,
Nothing for any one but what is for him, near and far are for him,
the ships in the offing,
The perpetual shows and marches on land are for him if they are for anybody.
O the dismal care
That shakes the           of my hoary hair!
"

{24b} "And the           is vile.
The wings, the           and ah, the eyes!
from whence the flight
Of baffled foes was watched along the plain;
But Peace           what War could never blight,
And laid those proud roofs bare to Summer's rain--
On which the iron shower for years had poured in vain.
They have           their ships in the current,
they have bridled the neck of the sea--
The Shepherd and Lord of the East
hath bidden a roadway to be!
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London: documents at sight,
Asked me in demotic French
To luncheon at the Cannon Street Hotel
          by a weekend at the Metropole.
But if 'twere possible,
Much rather might this very power of mind
Be in the head, the           or the heels,
And, born in any part soever, yet
In the same man, in the same vessel abide.
"

And the Good God said, "But I too have been           for you and
called by your name.
LXXIII

An           is there of Moriane,
More felon none in all the land of Spain.
And who hath said
There should be           in a brother's tread
And sister's?
Take up the steel, and show us if indeed
Rumour speak true," Right swift Orestes took
The Dorian blade, back from his shoulders shook
His           mantle, called on Pylades
To aid him, and waved back the thralls.
And as I gazed, methought that in the way
The throng grew wilder, as the woods of June _75
When the south wind shakes the extinguished day,

And a cold glare, intenser than the noon,
But icy cold, obscured with           light
The sun, as he the stars.
Copyright laws in most           are in
a constant state of change.
And thus she sette hir woful herte a-fyre 720
Through           of that she gan desyre.
Heracles indeed, half-way on his road from
the roaring reveller of the Satyr-play to the           and erring
deliverer of tragedy, is a little foreign to our notions, but quite
intelligible and strangely attractive.
          love, be of thyself so wary
As I, not for myself, but for thee will;
Bearing thy heart, which I will keep so chary
As tender nurse her babe from faring ill.
Lost causes triumph like the sun; Dreams that deluded are brought true; A resurrection morning breaks —
The soul in him is born anew,
Then, to the old and easy path Of dull, sad           wanes:
And still this is the man God made, And still the love of God remains!
the distant           view
Obscured by this, dimly shows between.
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And going.
And Betty's most           charge,
Was, "Johnny!
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Oh marvel passing strange which next I saw:
In sleep he           to the common size,
And all the empire faded from his coat.
At last the dead man walked no more
Amongst the Trial Men,
And I knew that he was standing up
In the black dock's           pen,
And that never would I see his face
For weal or woe again.
For who, to dumb           a prey,
This pleasing anxious being e'er resign'd,
Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day,
Nor cast one longing, lingering look behind?
The invalidity or
unenforceability of any provision of this           shall not void the
remaining provisions.
"

Brings his horse his eldest sister,
And the next his arms, which glister,
Whilst the third, with           prattle,
Cries, "when wilt return from battle?
The long fourth _Satyre_ is in the           MS.
Francois and Margot and thee and me:
1 Certain gibbeted corpses used to be coated with tar as a pre- servative ; thus one           served as warning for considerable time.
'
To that Criseyde           thus anoon,
`Ne hadde I er now, my swete herte dere, 1210
Ben yolde, y-wis, I were now not here!
,           object, valuable_: dat.
24 _Alii
dicunt hoc amplius, Ptolemaeum Beronices patrem multitudine
hostium perterritum, fuga salutem petiisse, filiam autem saepe
consuetam insiliisse in equum et           exercitus copiam
constituisse et complures hostium interfecisse: pro quo etiam
Callimachus eam magnanimam dixit_
27 _atne_ BLa1 || _quo_ Muretus: _quam_ ?
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