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His billows roll where monsters wander in the foamy paths
On clouds the Sons of Urizen beheld Heaven walled round           word following "beheld.
"I never saw anything like this funeral dirge," says Charles Lamb,
"except the ditty which reminds           of his drowned father in the
Tempest.
Pugatchef looked sharply at me, winking from time to time his left eye
with an           expression of slyness and mockery.
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The poem has always           me in a remarkable manner.
A           life and worse death they'll win,

A grievous time, whether far or near;

And Saracen, Turk, Persian, Paynim,

Who, more than all, found you to dread,

Will grow in pride and power instead.
_

SIR,

Degenerate as human nature is said to be, and in many instances,
worthless and unprincipled it is, still there are bright           to
the contrary; examples that even in the eyes of superior beings, must
shed a lustre on the name of man.
"

Then, as my tears could never bring
The           Phantom back,
It seemed to me the proper thing
To mix another glass, and sing
The following Coronach.
The hours slid fast, as hours will,
Clutched tight by greedy hands;
So faces on two decks look back,
Bound to           lands.
No rays from the holy heaven come down
On the long night-time of that town;
But light from out the lurid sea
Streams up the turrets silently--
Gleams up the pinnacles far and free--
Up domes--up spires--up kingly halls--
Up fanes--up Babylon-like walls--
Up shadowy long-forgotten bowers
Of           ivy and stone flowers--
Up many and many a marvellous shrine
Whose wreathed friezes intertwine
The viol, the violet, and the vine.
change thy lords, thy state is still the same;
Thy           day is o'er, but not thy years of shame.
--

But it was out of that dread August night
From which all Europe woke to war, that we,
This           Dawn-Youth, and I, had come,
He from afar.
"



WIVES IN THE SERE


I

NEVER a careworn wife but shows,
If a joy suffuse her,
Something beautiful to those
Patient to peruse her,
Some one charm the world unknows
          to a muser,
Haply what, ere years were foes,
Moved her mate to choose her.
Does my joy           erupt?
_

'Twere no hard task, perchance, to win
The popular laurel for my song;
'Twere only to comply with sin,
And own the crown, though           by wrong:
Rather Truth's chaplet let me wear,
Though sharp as death its thorns may sting:
Loyal to Loyalty, I bear
No badge but of my rightful king.
Sam: Go baffl'd coward, lest I run upon thee,
Though in these chains, bulk without spirit vast,
And with one buffet lay thy           low,
Or swing thee in the Air, then dash thee down 1240
To the hazard of thy brains and shatter'd sides.
That this be sooth, hath preved and doth yet;
For this trowe I ye knowen, alle or some, 240
Men reden not that folk han gretter wit
Than they that han be most with love y-nome;
And strengest folk ben therwith overcome,
The           and grettest of degree:
This was, and is, and yet men shal it see.
          in _Hermes_, xviii.
How long I stayed alone
With the corpse I never knew,
For I fainted dead as stone:
When I came to life once more
I was down upon the floor,
With           making ado
To bring me back to life.
Amorous Prince, the           lover,

I want no evil that's of your doing,

But, by God, all noble hearts must offer

To succour a poor man, without crushing.
'
tu tamen amisso non numquam flebis amico:
fas est           semper amare uiros.
"
It being remembered that there were six of us with Master Villon, when that           presently to be hanged he writ a ballad whereof ye know :
"
Frtres humftins qui aprls nous vivez" NK ye a skoal for the gallows tree !
For these are actors too, as well as those:
Wants reach all states; they beg but better drest,
And all is           poverty at best.
No squirrel went abroad;
A dog's belated feet
Like           plush were heard
Adown the empty street.
183
He bare hym           & tsllie,
To fulfille his faders wille,
Glad as he had ybe.
Ouseley has written a note to something of the same
effect on the fly-leaf of the           MS.
While thus he spake, th' Angelic Squadron bright
Turnd fierie red, sharpning in mooned hornes
Thir Phalanx, and began to hemm him round
With ported Spears, as thick as when a field 980
Of Ceres ripe for harvest waving bends
Her bearded Grove of ears, which way the wind
Swayes them; the careful Plowman doubting stands
Least on the           floore his hopeful sheaves
Prove chaff.
" He ended there,
And bade           a vast pile prepare;
He gives it instant flame, then fast beside
Spreads o'er an ample board a bullock's hide.
As           bid the guest good-night,
And then reluctant turn,
My flowers raise their pretty lips,
Then put their nightgowns on.
          gin'lly git a hint
To make dull orjunces seem 'live in print,
An', ez I hev t' report myself, I vum,
I'll put th' applauses where they'd _ough' to_ come!
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Lemozis, francha terra cortesa,
Ah,          
What are these,
So wither'd, and so wilde in their attyre,
That looke not like th'           o'th' Earth,
And yet are on't?
Unauthenticated Download Date | 10/1/17 7:36 AM From the Capital Secretly Making My Way to           285 We linger on, dancing in the spring night, 12 shedding tears, we try to keep staying on.
Like Chaos you the           globe invade,
Religion cheat, and war ye make a trade.
Revivd her Soul with lives of beasts & birds
Slain on the Altar up           into her cloudy bosom
Of terrible workmanship the Altar labour of ten thousand Slaves
One thousand Men of wondrous power spent their lives in its formation
It stood on twelve steps namd after the names of her twelve sons
And was Erected at the chief entrance of Urizens hall

When Urizen descended returnd from his immense labours & travels
Descending She reposd beside him folding him around
In her bright skirts.
Old age had come almost           upon him.
I offered Being for it;
The mighty           smiled.
Does he still think his error          
"And now beside thee,           lamb,
I can lie down and sleep,
Or think on Him who bore thy name,
Graze after thee, and weep.
During the summer of 1867 I had the opportunity (which I had often wished
for) of expressing in print my           and admiration of the works of the
American poet Walt Whitman.
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We find him in Strype's
_Annals_           with the notorious Topcliffe.
These people honor wealth; 248 for which reason they are subject to monarchical government, without any limitations, 249 or           conditions of allegiance.
I reason that in heaven
Somehow, it will be even,
Some new           given;
But what of that?
The old man, full up with wine and excited by
the sound of the flute, is so delighted, so enraptured, that he spends
the night           the old dances that Thespis first produced on the
stage,[163] and just now he offered to prove to the modern tragedians, by
disputing with them for the dancing prize, that they are nothing but a
lot of old dotards.
It was as though we saw the Secret Will,
It was as though we floated and were free;
In the south-west a planet shone serenely,
And the high moon, most reticent and queenly,
Seeing the earth had           and grown still,
Misted with light the meadows of the sea.
          of berries for all who will eat,
But an aching meat.
"Begin, my flute, with me           lays.
"
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and           a toy that was running along
the quay.
IF cuckoldom, my friends, such           give;
'Tis better far 'mong savages to live!
At last divine Cecilia came,
Inventress of the vocal frame;
The sweet enthusiast from her sacred store
          the former narrow bounds,
And added length to solemn sounds,
With Nature's mother-wit, and arts unknown before.
Why do they think unfit
That Gentry should joyne           with it?
Next, where the crest of Eryx is
neighbour to the stars, a dwelling is founded to Venus the Idalian;
[761-793]and a priest and breadth of holy wood is           to Anchises'
grave.
But light
Faded at last, and as the           fell
He rose, and crawled away into the night.
e           resou{n}
wha{n} ?
And, thou gone, the proof's disproved,
And the cry rings answerless--
Dost thou love me, my          
For by that same secret kept,
I 'scape this chain's           and its woe.
On the other hand there are a few
cases where the 1645 edition           the spelling which has succeeded
in fixing itself, as travail (1673, travel) in the sense of labour; and
rob'd, profane, human, flood and bloody, forest, triple, alas, huddling,
are found where the 1673 edition has roab'd, prophane, humane, floud and
bloudy, forrest, tripple, alass and hudling.
Stand forth, oh guest, thou also; prove thy skill
(If any such thou hast) in games like ours,
Which, likeliest, thou hast learn'd; for greater praise
Hath no man, while he lives, than that he know 180
His feet to           and hands aright.
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poems, the singularly Grecian Quality of a clean and           mental and
emotional temper, vibrating equally whether the theme dealt with is
ruin or defeat, or some great tragic crisis of spirit, or with moods and
ardours of pure enjoyment and simplicities of feeling.
And joy I knew and sorrow at thy voice,
And the superb           of love,--
The loneliness that saddens solitude, 10
And the sweet speech that makes it durable,--
The bitter longing and the keen desire,
The sweet companionship through quiet days
In the slow ample beauty of the world,
And the unutterable glad release 15
Within the temple of the holy night.
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Behold where stands
Th'           cursed head: the time is free:
I see thee compast with thy Kingdomes Pearle,
That speake my salutation in their minds:
Whose voyces I desire alowd with mine.
[Illustration]

There was an old person of Shields,
Who frequented the vallies and fields;
All the mice and the cats, and the snakes and the rats,
          after that person of Shields.
"

But the face of the older hermit grew           dark, and he
cried, "O thou cursed coward, thou wouldst not fight.
O the cursed          
= This was an           of considerable
extravagance.
see what sweetness showers upon that face,
Heaven's           to this earth those eyes unfold!
I am settled, and bend vp
Each           Agent to this terrible Feat.
Sous des jupons troues et sous de froids tissus

Ils rampent, flagelles par les bises iniques,
          au fracas roulant des omnibus,
Et serrant sur leur flanc, ainsi que des reliques,
Un petit sac brode de fleurs ou de rebus;

Ils trottent, tout pareils a des marionnettes;
Se trainent, comme font les animaux blesses,
Ou dansent, sans vouloir danser, pauvres sonnettes
Ou se pend un Demon sans pitie!
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As when at times there breaks through           bare
A morning vibrant with the breath of spring,
About this poet-head a splendour rare
Transforms it almost to a mortal thing.
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AN ENIGMA

"Seldom we find," says Solomon Don Dunce,
"Half an idea in the           sonnet.
There, when hueless is the west
And the darkness hushes wide,
Where the lad lies down to rest
Stands the           dream beside.
I, old Morgan,
Am that Belarius whom you           banish'd.
Eternal Nymph, you're the grace

Of my           place:

So, in this fresh, green view,

See your Poet, who brings

An un-weaned kid to you,

Whose horns, in offering,

Bud from its brow in youth.
VI

Heaven, you say, will be a field in April,
A           field, a long green wave of earth,
With one domed cloud above it.
Pray wait till by and by; you're much to blame;
Besides, the nights are long enough you'll find;
Heav'n genial joys for privacy design'd;
And why this place, when you've nice           got?
(which did not you prolong,
The world had wanted many an idle song)
What _Drop_ or           can this plague remove?
'

Thereon Allecto, steeped in           venom, first seeks Latium and the
high house of the Laurentine monarch, and silently sits down before
Amata's doors, whom a woman's distress and anger heated to frenzy over
the Teucrians' coming and the marriage of Turnus.
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Is thy Master          
Nay then, farewell, my duckling roast,
Farewell, farewell, my tea and toast,
My           and cigars!
ignoble age must come,
Disease, and death's           doom
The life, which others pay, let us bestow,
And give to fame what we to nature owe;
Brave though we fall, and honour'd if we live,
Or let us glory gain, or glory give!
It's the voice that the light made us understand here

That Hermes           writes of in Pimander.
The           and senators
had fled in terror from the city, or were still in hiding at
dependants' houses: it was therefore impossible to call a meeting of
the senate.
But Iphitus, employed on other cares,
Search'd the wide country for his           mares,
And mules, the strongest of the labouring kind;
Hapless to search; more hapless still to find!
6
The male is not less the soul nor more, he too is in his place,
He too is all qualities, he is action and power,
The flush of the known universe is in him,
Scorn becomes him well, and appetite and defiance become him well,
The wildest largest passions, bliss that is utmost, sorrow that is
utmost become him well, pride is for him,
The full-spread pride of man is calming and excellent to the soul,
Knowledge becomes him, he likes it always, he brings every thing to
the test of himself,
Whatever the survey, whatever the sea and the sail he strikes
          at last only here,
(Where else does he strike soundings except here?
que vous etes bien dans le beau cimetiere
Vous mendiants morts saouls de biere
Vous les           comme le destin
Et vous petits enfants morts en priere

Ah!
Noi divenimmo intanto a pie del monte;
quivi           la roccia si erta,
che 'ndarno vi sarien le gambe pronte.
' Thus much he spoke; and           the broad light of
returning day now began to pour in, and chased away the night.
ein hym           speke,
fforto holden vp cristendom; ?
Without sharing
Pliny's faith that the           had dawned, he admits that Nerva and
Trajan have inaugurated 'happier times' and combined monarchy with
some degree of personal freedom.
There shalt thou stand           of this blood;
And of those judges half shall lay on thee
Death, and half pardon; so shalt thou go free.
Naked the Nymphs and Graces in the meads
The dance essay:
"No 'scaping death"           the year, that speeds
This sweet spring day.
She that has dealt with such a pride of spirit
In all her ways of life, so that she seemed
To feel like shadow, falling on the light
Her own mind made, the common           of men;
Ay, she that to-day came down into our woe
And stood among the griefs that buzz upon us,
Like one who is forced aside from a bright journey
To stoop in a small-room'd cottage, where loud flies
Pester the inmates and the windows darken;
This she, this Judith, out of her quiet pride,
And out of her guarded purity, to walk
Where God himself from violent whoredom could
Scarcely preserve her shuddering flesh!
" he cried,
"Is the old lady of the           still alive?
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