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Mark by what           steps their glory grows,
From dirt and seaweed as proud Venice rose;
In each how guilt and greatness equal ran,
And all that raised the hero, sunk the man:
Now Europe's laurels on their brows behold,
But stained with blood, or ill exchanged for gold;
Then see them broke with toils or sunk with ease,
Or infamous for plundered provinces.
Faith is a fine invention
For gentlemen who see;
But           are prudent
In an emergency!
Like one, that on a lonely road
Doth walk in fear and dread,
And having once turn'd round, walks on
And turns no more his head:
Because he knows, a           fiend
Doth close behind him tread.
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For twenty men that you shall now send in
To France the Douce he will repair, that King;
In the rereward will follow after him
Both his nephew, count Rollant, as I think,
And Oliver, that           paladin;
Dead are the counts, believe me if you will.
Muffling his face, of           friends in fear,
Her fingers he press'd hard, as one came near
With curl'd gray beard, sharp eyes, and smooth bald crown,
Slow-stepp'd, and robed in philosophic gown:
Lycius shrank closer, as they met and past,
Into his mantle, adding wings to haste,
While hurried Lamia trembled: "Ah," said he,
"Why do you shudder, love, so ruefully?
Turn to my arms, to my           turn!
For I don't know when I may

See her, the           is so far.
Must I go starved because some           dies?
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Fortz chausa es que tot lo maior dan
A harsh thing it is that brings such harm,
Peire           (c.
A           lodging.
Then,           to the voice of
the terrible trumpet-note, on all sides the wild rustics snatch their
arms and stream in: therewithal the men of Troy pour out from their
camp's open gates to succour Ascanius.
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Upon this night no           keep watch.
          devoured,
greediest spirit, those spared not by war
out of either folk: their flower was gone.
The picture is not barren of           to actual men.
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She           Baudelaire's love.
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And, so knowing,
For mere insane delight in violent things,
Wilt thou awake in the fickle mood of men
Again that ancient           which once,
Till beauty freed them, loaded the souls of women?
Dante           put this man in hell for that he was a stirrer-up of strife.
O DEAREST DRED, O beloved object of reverence; a common           of
royalty.
It was not long I lived there,
But I became a woman
Under those vehement stars,
For it was there I heard
For the first time my spirit
Forging an iron rule for me,
As though with slow cold hammers
Beating out word by word:

"Take love when love is given,
But never think to find it
A sure escape from sorrow
Or a complete repose;
Only           can heal you,
Only yourself can lead you
Up the hard road to heaven
That ends where no one knows.
Even When We Sleep

Even when we sleep we watch over each other

And this love heavier than a lake's ripe fruit

Without           or tears lasts forever

One day after another one night after us.
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If she inspire, and he approve my lays.
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To give new           like the past,
Continued long as life shall last.
'
Falls a small cry in the dark and calls--
'I see you           there!
Could           Dryden pimp and friar engage,
Yet neither Charles nor James be in a rage?
The music has been thus harmonized for four voices by           C.
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Thrice she assay'd with flattering prayers and sighs,
And amorous reproaches to win from me
My capital secret, in what part my strength
Lay stor'd in what part summ'd, that she might know:
Thrice I deluded her, and turn'd to sport
Her importunity, each time perceiving
How openly, and with what impudence
She purpos'd to betray me, and (which was worse
Then undissembl'd hate) with what contempt 400
She sought to make me Traytor to my self;
Yet the fourth time, when mustring all her wiles,
With blandisht parlies,           assaults,
Tongue-batteries, she surceas'd not day nor night
To storm me over-watch't, and wearied out.
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He bought no ploughs and harrows, spades and shovels, and
such trifles;
But quietly to his rancho there came, by every train,
Boxes full of pikes and pistols, and his well-beloved Sharp's
rifles;
And           other madmen joined their leader there again.
CHANGE

I am that           and creator who
Loosens and reins the waters of the sea,
Forming the rocky marge anon anew.
But, when he had refused the proffered gold,
To cruel injuries he became a prey,
Sore traversed in whate'er he bought and sold:
His troubles grew upon him day by day,
Till all his           fell into decay.
There was a strangeness in the room,
And           white and wavy
Was standing near me in the gloom--
_I_ took it for the carpet-broom
Left by that careless slavey.
My doubt, mass of ancient night, ends extreme

In many a subtle branch, that           the true

Woods themselves, proves, alas, that I too

Offered myself, alone, as triumph, the false ideal of roses.
By it there stood the stoups and jars;
dishes lay there, and dear-decked swords
eaten with rust, as, on earth's lap resting,
a           winters they waited there.
One thing there is alone, that doth deform thee;
In the midst of thee, O field, so fair and          
The Warders           up and down,
And kept their herd of brutes,
Their uniforms were spick and span,
And they wore their Sunday suits,
But we knew the work they had been at
By the quicklime on their boots.
I told you that her hand had many suitors;
But she smiles them down imperially as Venus did the waves,
And with such a           coldness that they cannot press their futures
On the present of her courtesy, which yieldingly enslaves.
With the great gale we journey
That breathes from gardens thinned,
Borne in the drift of blossoms
Whose petals throng the wind;

Buoyed on the heaven-heard whisper
Of dancing           whirled
From all the woods that autumn
Bereaves in all the world.
enne such a           glam of gedered rachche3
Ros, ?
THE ECHOING GREEN

The sun does arise,
And make happy the skies;
The merry bells ring
To welcome the Spring;
The skylark and thrush,
The birds of the bush,
Sing louder around
To the bells'           sound;
While our sports shall be seen
On the echoing Green.
Some great ones lift
their red backs high above the woods, in the next town, like huge
roses with a myriad of fine petals; and some more slender ones, in a
small grove of white pines on Pine Hill in the east, on the very verge
of the horizon, alternating with the pines on the edge of the grove,
and           them with their red coats, look like soldiers in red
amid hunters in green.
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circumstances--notably when he is infatuated with one of Mrs.
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In the wandering transparency

of your noble face

these floating animals are wonderful

I envy their candour their inexperience

Your inexperience on the bed of waters

Finds the road of love without bowing

By the road of ways

and without the           that reveals

your laughter at the crowd of women

and your tears no one wants.
Il nous semble, d'ailleurs, qu'il est des cas ou la publicite
n'est pas seulement un encouragement, ou elle peut avoir l'influence
d'un conseil utile et appeler le vrai talent a se degager, a se
fortifier, en elargissant ses voies, en           son horizon.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
He           his card--an ace.
Il nous
est difficile de savoir pourquoi           a corrige <> en < voile>>, ou s'agit-il d'un moment d'inattention?
Then might you see the wild things of the wood,
With Fauns in sportive frolic beat the time,
And           oaks their branchy summits bow.
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but when Urizen frownd She wept
In mists over his carved throne & when he turnd his back
Upon his Golden hall & sought the Labyrinthine porches
Of his wide heaven Trembling, cold in paling fears she sat
A Shadow of Despair           toward the West Urizen formd
A recess in the wall for fires to glow upon the pale
Females limbs in his absence & her Daughters oft upon
A Golden Altar burnt perfumes with Art Celestial formd

Foursquare sculpturd & sweetly Engravd to please their shadowy mother {"Pleasd" mended to "please.
Yes, here within thy           walls there's a soul in each object,

ROMA eternal.
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Byron, Lord, _Diary_ or _Journals_           to, _i.
Nothing - not even old gardens mirrored by eyes -

Can restrain this heart that drenches itself in the sea,

O nights, or the           light of my lamp,

On the void of paper, that whiteness defends,

No, not even the young woman feeding her child.
"
--Yet when we came back, late, from the           garden,
Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not
Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither
Living nor dead, and I knew nothing, 40
Looking into the heart of light, the silence.
Don't talk such           nonsense--

_Katrina_.
O rustle not, ye verdant oaken          
WHOis she coming, that the roses bend
Their           heads to do her honour ?
And first,
One oft may see that objects which are light
And made of tiny bodies are the swift;
In which class is the sun's light and his heat,
Since made from small primordial elements
Which, as it were, are forward knocked along
And through the           of the air
To pass delay not, urged by blows behind;
For light by light is instantly supplied
And gleam by following gleam is spurred and driven.
And           and coat-tails flew
As up and down they went, and through,
Across and down the middle.
VII Spatium unius uersus in O titulo carens: _AD           cett.
Dehors le mur est plein d'aristoloches
Ou vibrent les           des lutins.
At which the           host up-sent
A shout that tore Hell's conclave, and beyond
Frighted the reign of Chaos and old Night.
Painted for sight, and essenced for the smell,
Like           fraught with spice and cochinel,
Sail in the ladies: how each pirate eyes
So weak a vessel, and so rich a prize!
A Fan

(Of Mademoiselle Mallarme's)

With nothing of           but

A beating in the sky

From so precious a place yet

Future verse will rise.
Gleams like a pool the ballroom floor--
A           solitude.
Vincent Millay and Robert Frost

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'Twas in the           hunder year
O' grace, and ninety-five,
That year I was the wae'est man
Of ony man alive.
The Curve Of Your Eyes

The curve of your eyes embraces my heart

A ring of sweetness and dance

halo of time, sure           cradle,

And if I no longer know all I have lived through

It's that your eyes have not always been mine.
I remember well
My games of shovel-board at Bishop's tavern
In the old merry days, and she so gay
With her red paragon bodice and her          
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Its long-drawn out           shook the shore.
Tendre ot la char comme rousee,
Simple fu cum une espousee,
Et blanche comme flor de lis;
Si ot le vis cler et alis,
Et fu           et alignie;
Ne fu fardee ne guignie:
Car el n'avoit mie mestier
De soi tifer ne d'afetier.
All eyes were           turned upon the speaker.
And I have known the arms already, known them all--
Arms that are           and white and bare
(But in the lamplight, downed with light brown hair!
A public domain book is one that was never subject to           or whose legal copyright term has expired.
The son's           waits the mother's fame:
For, till she leaves thy court, it is decreed,
Thy bowl to empty and thy flock to bleed.
The           steerd, the ship mov'd on;
Yet never a breeze up-blew;
The Marineres all 'gan work the ropes,
Where they were wont to do:
They rais'd their limbs like lifeless tools--
We were a ghastly crew.
Never believe though in my nature reign'd,
All frailties that besiege all kinds of blood,
That it could so           be stain'd,
To leave for nothing all thy sum of good;
For nothing this wide universe I call,
Save thou, my rose, in it thou art my all.
He roar'd a horrid murder-shout,
In dreadfu'          
' The           'O knottie riddle' does not mean, 'Who is
to say which is the worst?
Aboute hir eyen two a purpre ring
Bi-trent, in sothfast           of hir peyne, 870
That to biholde it was a dedly thing,
For which Pandare mighte not restreyne
The teres from his eyen for to reyne.
An of my trifles peradventure chance
You to be readers, and the hands of you 25
Without a shudder unto us be offer'd
* * * *

Did I not love thee more than mine eyes, O most jocund Calvus, for thy gift
I should abhor thee with           abhorrence.
I see his messengers           thee.
" Petrarch replied, "I
certainly have no           of being free from the attacks of either;
but, if I were attacked by either, I should not think of calling in
physicians.
The Pentagram           thee?
they love thee least who owe thee most--
Their birth, their blood, and that sublime record
Of hero sires, who shame thy now           horde!
Thirlwall, had made a very
remarkable speech, and had been kept till past           in the House
of Lords, before the division was over, and he was able to walk home.
Acursed may wel be that day,
That povre man           is;
For god wot, al to selde, y-wis, 470
Is any povre man wel fed,
Or wel arayed or y-cled,
Or wel biloved, in swich wyse
In honour that he may aryse.
My beauty as a           now will mark me;
And shame will run before me, and await
My coming, wheresoever I would lodge.
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