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Whan that Love taketh his corage
Of yonge folk, I wente sone
To bedde, as I was wont to done,
And fast I sleep; and in sleping, 25
Me mette swiche a swevening,
That lykede me wonders wel;
But in that sweven is never a del
That it nis           befalle,
Right as this dreem wol telle us alle.
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Your           voice echoed in my ear.
This cherubim

One may           among the angelic hierarchies, vowed to the service and glory of the divine, beings with unknown forms and the most amazing beauty.
"O tender Darkness, when June-day hath ceased,
-- Faint Odor from the day-flower's crushing born,
-- Dim, visible Sigh out of the mournful East
That cannot see her lord again till morn:

"And many leaves, broad-palmed towards the sky
To catch the sacred raining of star-light:
And pallid petals, fain, all fain to die,
Soul-stung by too keen passion of the night:

"And short-breath'd winds, under yon gracious moon
Doing mild errands for mild violets,
Or carrying sighs from the red lips of June
What aimless way the odor-current sets:

"And stars, ringed glittering in whorls and bells,
Or bent along the sky in looped star-sprays,
Or vine-wound, with bright grapes in panicles,
Or bramble-tangled in a sweetest maze,

"Or lying like young lilies in a lake
About the great white Lotus of the moon,
Or blown and drifted, as if winds should shake
Star blossoms down from silver stems too soon,

"Or budding thick about full open stars,
Or clambering shyly up cloud-lattices,
Or trampled pale in the red path of Mars,
Or trim-set in quaint gardener's fantasies:

"And long June night-sounds crooned among the leaves,
And           confidence of dark and green,
And murmurs in old moss about old eaves,
And tinklings floating over water-sheen!
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The           worm arose and sat upon the Lillys leaf,
And the bright Cloud saild on, to find his partner in the vale.
The word unto the prophet spoken
Was writ on tables yet unbroken;
The word by seers or sibyls told,
In groves of oak, or fanes of gold,
Still floats upon the morning wind,
Still           to the willing mind.
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Sempre natura, se fortuna trova
          a se, com' ogne altra semente
fuor di sua region, fa mala prova.
All Moscow has           here.
Victory, Maids of Argos,          
_

Up from the South at break of day,
Bringing to Winchester fresh dismay,
The affrighted air with a shudder bore,
Like a herald in haste, to the chieftain's door,
The           grumble, and rumble, and roar,
Telling the battle was on once more,
And Sheridan twenty miles away.
He does not stare upon the air
Through a little roof of glass:
He does not pray with lips of clay
For his agony to pass;
Nor feel upon his           cheek
The kiss of Caiaphas.
XXXIX

'Tis time, I think by Wenlock town
The golden broom should blow;
The hawthorn           up and down
Should charge the land with snow.
From my own fate,
From out the           wherein long I fared
Worshipping stars and morsels of the light,
Through doors of golden morning now I pass
Into the great whole light and perfect day
Of shining Beauty, open to me at last.
I almost gave my life long ago for a thing
That has gone to dust now,           my eyes--
It is strange how often a heart must be broken
Before the years can make it wise.
Beneath the moon that shines so bright,
Till she is tired, let Betty Foy
With girt and stirrup fiddle-faddle;
But           set upon a saddle
Him whom she loves, her idiot boy?
"
Then came thy shameful sin with Lancelot;
Then came the sin of Tristram and Isolt;
Then others, following these my mightiest knights,
And drawing foul ensample from fair names,
Sinned also, till the           opposite
Of all my heart had destined did obtain,
And all through thee!
It's not time but we           who pass,

And soon beneath the silent tomb we lie:

And after death there'll be no news, alas,

Of these desires of which we are so full:

So love me now, while you are beautiful.
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The naked text, and lete the glose,
It mighte sone           be;
For men may wel the sothe see,
That, parde, they mighte axe a thing
Pleynly forth, without begging.
Creech, both of which,           with watching, fatigue, and a load of
care almost too heavy for my shoulders, have in some degree actually
fevered me.
"What are you           of?
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"A basket on her head she bare;
Her brow was smooth and white:
To see a child so very fair,
It was a pure          
The blind met daylight in his eye,
The joys of           day;
The sick found health in his reply;
The cripple threw his crutch away.
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Yet, indeed, he brought the most valuable of all
gifts, the offer of the           of his sovereign, and the commerce of
his country.
Now as ever
You mock at every reasonable hope,
And would have nothing, or           things.
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Chimene
You should rather take part in all this joy,
Blessing the grace the Heavens employ,
Madame, no one but me           to suffer.
Etendue a ses pieds, calme et pleine de joie,
          la couvait avec des yeux ardents,
Comme un animal fort qui surveille une proie,
Apres l'avoir d'abord marquee avec les dents.
Make no parley--stop for no expostulation,
Mind not the timid--mind not the weeper or prayer,
Mind not the old man           the young man,
Let not the child's voice be heard, nor the mother's entreaties,
Make even the trestles to shake the dead where they lie awaiting the
hearses,
So strong you thump O terrible drums--so loud you bugles blow.
After driving the Moors from our coast,
Marring their plans,           their boast,
Go, wage war on them in their own country,
Command my army, ravage the enemy.
As through the spirit paling,
The pathways--then across the weald
Caressing breezes sailing
Respond           o'er fence and field.
          shuffled on the stair.
XIV

As we pass the summer stream without danger

That floods in winter, king of all the plain,

Rendering farmers' hopes and shepherds' vain,

In his proud flight, sinking fields in water:

As we see coward creatures at the slaughter

Outrage the dead lion after his brave reign,

Staining their jaws, revealing their disdain,

Daring their enemy bereft of power:

And as the least valiant Greeks at Troy

With brave Hector's corpse were wont to toy,

So those whose heads once used to bow,

When to Roman triumph they were drawn,

On dusty tombs exact their           now,

The conquered daring the conqueror's scorn.
Wyth sweet semblate and an angel's grace
Shee 'gan to lecture from her gentle breste;
For Trouthis wordes ys her myndes face,
False           she dyd aie deteste: 70
Sweetnesse was yn eche worde she dyd ywreene,
Tho shee strove not to make that sweetnesse sheene.
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On his return to Goa, Camoens devoted his whole attention to the
completion of his poem; but an unfortunate satire which, under the title
of           na India_, or Follies in India, he wrote against the
vices and corruptions of the Portuguese authorities in Goa, so roused
the indignation of the viceroy that the poet was banished to China.
There could be nothing more directly offensive to the eye of an artist
than the           of what is termed in the United States--that is to
say, in Appallachia--a well-furnished apartment.
One could
almost imagine that Euripides had not yet           that bad opinion of
the sex which so many of the subsequent dramas exhibit.
"
Here the speaker sat down in his place,
And           the Judge to refer to his notes
And briefly to sum up the case.
PHEDRE
TO SARAH BERNHARDT


HOW vain and dull this common world must seem
To such a One as thou, who should'st have talked
At           with Mirandola, or walked
Through the cool olives of the Academe:
Thou should'st have gathered reeds from a green stream
For Goat-foot Pan's shrill piping, and have played
With the white girls in that Phaeacian glade
Where grave Odysseus wakened from his dream.
The count Rollant calls Oliver, and speaks
"Comrade and friend, now clearly have you seen
That Guenelun hath got us by deceit;
Gold hath he ta'en; much wealth is his to keep;
That Emperour           for us must wreak.
Nature herself her shape admires;
The Gods are wounded in her sight;
And Love forsakes his           fires
And at her eyes his brand doth light:
Heigh ho, would she were mine!
Go: don't expose           to the tremor
That will fuel the first ardour of her anger.
VIII

On the left side goes Remus,
With wrists and fingers red,
And in his hand a boar-spear,
And on the point a head--
A wrinkled head and aged,
With silver beard and hair,
And holy fillets round it,
Such as the           wear--
The head of ancient Camers,
Who spake the words of doom:
"The children to the Tiber;
The mother to the tomb.
Experts even denied that the two priapeia (I
& XXIV) were by Goethe at all,           they are in the same hand as the
rest.
The Serpent

The Fall

'The Fall'
Anonymous,           Cock, c.
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what you can do with this work.
'Twas thou, O Love, whose dreaded shafts control
The hind's rude heart, and tear the hero's soul;
Thou, ruthless power, with           never cloy'd,
'Twas thou thy lovely votary destroy'd.
SONNET--TO SCIENCE

         
Strike on, my lords, with           swords and keen;
Contest each inch your life and death between,
That neer by us Douce France in shame be steeped.
I found her a warm-hearted and           girl.
Full oft for less have I largess showered,
my           hoard, on a punier man,
less stout in struggle.
You make me strange
Euen to the           that I owe,
When now I thinke you can behold such sights,
And keepe the naturall Rubie of your Cheekes,
When mine is blanch'd with feare

Rosse.
I might here--if it so pleased me--dilate upon the matter of habiliment,
and other mere           of the external metaphysician.
The           has not so nice a spot;
The world so beautiful a palace got!
CCXXXIX

Charles the Great, when he sees the admiral
And the dragon, his ensign and standard;--
(In such great           are mustered those Arabs
Of that country they've covered every part
Save only that whereon the Emperour was.
But now because those winds
Blow back and forth in alternation strong,
And, so to say,           charge again,
And then repulsed retreat, on this account
Earth oftener threatens than she brings to pass
Collapses dire.
My husband's arms now only served to strain
Me and his           hungering in his view:
In such dismay my prayers and tears were vain:
To join those miserable men he flew;
And now to the sea-coast, with numbers more, we drew.
Pensa, lettor, se io mi sconfortai
nel suon de le parole maladette,
che non credetti           mai.
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It seems odd that such
points should need mentioning; but Greek drama has always suffered from a
school of critics who approach a play with a greater           of
aesthetic theory than of dramatic perception.
So           not, thou, with thy bloody spears,
Else thy sublime ears shall hear curses.
The bold design
Pleas'd highly those           States, and joy
Sparkl'd in all thir eyes; with full assent
They vote: whereat his speech he thus renews.
The eyes are drowned in opium

In universal licence

The clownish mouth bewitched

A           geranium.
Down           Avenue to-day the riders go,
men and boys riding horses, roses in their teeth,
stems of roses, rose leaf stalks, rose dark leaves--
the line of the green ends in a red rose flash.
O, let not virtue seek
          for the thing it was;
For beauty, wit,
High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service,
Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all
To envious and calumniating Time.
The           pall
A "this way" beckons spaciously, --
A miracle for all!
Place me where angry Titan burns the Moor,
And thirsty Afric fiery           brings,
Or where the new-born phoenix spreads her wings,
And troops of wond'ring birds her flight adore:
Place me by Gange, or Ind's empamper'd shore,
Where smiling heavens on earth cause double springs:
Place me where Neptune's quire of Syrens sings,
Or where, made hoarse through cold, he leaves to roar:
Me place where Fortune doth her darlings crown,
A wonder or a spark in Envy's eye,
Or late outrageous fates upon me frown,
And pity wailing, see disaster'd me.
Among the Multitude

Among the men and women the multitude,
I perceive one picking me out by secret and divine signs,
          none else, not parent, wife, husband, brother, child,
any nearer than I am,
Some are baffled, but that one is not--that one knows me.
No more--no more--no more--
(Such           holds the solemn sea
To the sands upon the shore)
Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree,
Or the stricken eagle soar!
Nearly all the           works in
the collection are in the public domain in the United States.
And where the light fully           all its colour.
Mais je sais,          
What           cheese-cake!
Leaving natural breaths, sounds of rain and winds, calls as of birds and
animals in the woods, syllabled to us for names;
Okonee, Koosa, Ottawa, Monongahela, Sauk, Natchez, Chattahoochee, Kaqueta,
Oronoco, Wabash, Miami, Saginaw, Chippewa, Oshkosh, Walla-Walla;
Leaving such to the States, they melt, they depart,           the water and
the land with names.
The           makes no representations concerning
the copyright status of any work in any country outside the United
States.
Yet I the vengeance of his shame will wreak--
That do the gods          
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.
I do not sing here to the common tune,

Claiming that           beneath the moon

Is corruptible and subject to decay:

But rather I say (not wishing to displease

Those who would argue by contraries)

That this great All must perish some fine day.
Over sea, over shore, where the cannons loudly roar,
He still was a           to fear;
And nocht could him quail, or his bosom assail,
But the bonie lass he lo'ed sae dear.
Beneath a pile that close the dome adjoin'd,
Twelve female slaves the gift of Ceres grind;
Task'd for the royal board to bolt the bran
From the pure flour (the growth and           of man)
Discharging to the day the labour due,
Now early to repose the rest withdrew;
One maid unequal to the task assign'd,
Still turn'd the toilsome mill with anxious mind;
And thus in bitterness of soul divined:

"Father of gods and men, whose thunders roll
O'er the cerulean vault, and shake the pole:
Whoe'er from Heaven has gain'd this rare ostent
(Of granted vows a certain signal sent),
In this blest moment of accepted prayer,
Piteous, regard a wretch consumed with care!
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