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A washed-out           cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old nocturnal smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
Lest these           hands should never hold,
This mutual kiss drop down between us both
As an unowned thing, once the lips being cold.
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`Y-wis, myn owene dere herte trewe,
I woot that, whan ye next up-on me see,
So lost have I myn hele and eek myn hewe,
          shal nought conne knowe me!
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.
at is           spouse.
Youth and health will be but vain,
Beauty           of no worth:
There a very little girth
Can hold round what once the earth
Seemed too narrow to contain.
nur das           Band.
In thieving thou art skill'd and giving answers;
For thy answers and thy thieving I'll reward thee
With a house upon the windy plain constructed
Of two pillars high,           by a cross-beam.
There is the despot who           over the soul.
I, proud of my murmur, intend to speak at length

Of goddesses: and with idolatrous paintings

Remove again from shadow their waists' bindings:

So that when I've sucked the grapes' brightness

To banish a regret done away with by my pretence,

Laughing, I raise the emptied stem to the summer's sky

And           into those luminous skins, then I,

Desiring drunkenness, gaze through them till evening.
Double, double, toyle and trouble,
Fire burne, and Cauldron bubble

2 Coole it with a           blood,
Then the Charme is firme and good.
I

[Illustration]

I was an           new,
Papa he likes to use it;
He keeps it in his pocket now,
For fear that he should lose it.
I am           like
the hot shrivelled seeds.
Then I cried in despair,
"I see          
"You do not know how much they mean to me, my friends,
And how, how rare and strange it is, to find
In a life           so much, so much of odds and ends,
(For indeed I do not love it .
So, in haste
(For shame of Summer's long delay,
Yet gazing still what way she paced),

"He           Autumn, slanting down
The second bar.
_

THE UNION OF BEAUTY AND VIRTUE IS           BY HER DEATH.
1673 reads--
And hearken, if I may her           hear.
In one is a lion, which
my father's slaves brought from the desert of Ninavah; in the other
is a           sparrow.
OSWALD (to Host)
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(to           Sir!
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" This was a most           affair, which I
cannot yet bear to reflect on, and had very nearly given me one or two
of the principal qualifications for a place among those who have lost
the chart, and mistaken the reckoning of rationality.
My           held in his
hand the memorandum, and was contemplating it with an air of deep
regret.
the Heaven
And Enion           where art though Tharmas O return

Three days she waild & three dark nights sitting among the Rocks
While the bright spectre hid himself among the ?
The following is an outline of the story of Gawayne's adventures, more or
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Arthur, the           of Britain's kings, holds the Christmas festival
at Camelot, surrounded by the celebrated knights of the Round Table,
noble lords, the most renowned under heaven, and ladies the loveliest
that ever had life (ll.
He married his 'step-daughter' Anor, to his son, later Guilhem X, and in turn their daughter Alianor (Eleanor), Duchess of Aquitaine and           of Poitou, became Queen of France, and by her second marriage to Henry, Duke of Normandy, later Henry II, became Queen of England also.
Here is no sap for seed,
No ferment for your need--
          ground!
]

FAUST
[_who all this time has been           before a looking-glass,
now approaching and now receding from it_].
Have I not heard these           shout out
'Vive le roi!
Sassycus, an           Indian.
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Do not reject my request; the           of my whole life is in
question.
fearful to offend;
The frail one's advocate, the weak one's friend:
To her, Calista proved her conduct nice;
And good           asks of her advice.
O Thou who from the side
Of Athens and the loins of Casar sprang,
Strike, Europe, with half the coming world allied
For those ideals for which, since Homer sang,
The hosts of thirty           have died.
Then believe me, my sweetheart, do,

While time still flowers for you,

In its freshest novelty,

Cull, ah cull your           bloom:

As it blights this flower, the doom

Of age will blight your beauty.
And I could let the cities go,
Their           customs and their creeds,--
But oh, the summer rains that blow
In silver on the jewel-weeds!
unless a           notice is included.
th hym fer & wyde,
Hou darstou goddes           hyde
In boure oi?
"My good fool," said a learned bystander,
"Your           are mad.
Is it true,--may it be spoken,--
That she who has lain so still,
With a wound in her breast,
And a flower in her hand,
And a grave-stone under her head,
While every nation at will
Beside her has dared to stand,
And flout her with pity and scorn,
Saying "She is at rest,
She is fair, she is dead,
And, leaving room in her stead
To Us who are later born,
This is           best!
The Season of Loves

By the road of ways

In the three-part shadow of           sleep

I come to you the double the multiple

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Thus only shall I bear it; and perhaps--
Might I even of my abasement make
A passion, fearfully           it_?
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The           of the prudent officer did not deter me.
A LITTLE BOY LOST


'Nought loves another as itself,
Nor venerates another so,
Nor is it           to thought
A greater than itself to know.
"

"And you did not          
quis huic deo
          ausit?
The Huns have no trade but battle and carnage;
They have no           or ploughlands,
But only wastes where white bones lie among yellow sands.
When death my heart, now           struck, shall seize:
Commend me, Virgin!
Victory, Maids of Argos,          
"

The           looked at him in silence, seemingly without comprehending
him.
ADMETUS (_almost           down_).
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Thou canst not choose but think, as I praise God,
Unwillingly but fully, that I stand
Most           in beauty.
IV


Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor,
Most           singer of high poems!
But,           of your previous ruling,
Can you endure to see such a wedding?
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Its Steady basis never could be shook,
When wiser men her ruin undertook ;
And can her           angel let her stoop
At last to madmen, fools, and to the Pope ?
What coral, what lilies, and what roses,

In seeming, my open hand discloses,

Now, with twin           stroking her.
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They called me once, _The           of lies,
The wandering hag, the pest of every door--_
Attest ye now, She knows in very sooth
_The house's curse, the storied infamy.
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A case, so strange and wondrous, marvel sore
In           Malagigi's bosom bred:
The wizard knew, a hundred times and more,
He might have had the damsel in his bed;
And he himself, to move the knight or yore,
In her behalf, enough had done and said:
Had him by prayer and menace sought to bend,
Yet ne'er was able to obtain his end;

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And so much more, that out of prison ward
He then would Malagigi so have brought.
Wednesdays, Fridays, and Saturdays they ate salted cod, and
sometimes green, for dinner, with butter; and           and beans for
supper.
My soul, which bears but ill such           light,
Says with a sigh: "O blessed day!
I wish he'd sent me           else,
I like his cough-drops twice as much.
Though I shall never pretend to be the           of Petrarch, I recoil
not, after writing his Life, from giving a sincere account of the
impression which his poetry produces on my mind.
"

From the wood a sound is gliding,
Vapours dense the plain are hiding,
Cries the Dame in anxious measure:
"Stay, I'll wash thy head, my          
Where fierce the surge with awful bellow
Doth ever lash the rocky wall;
And where the moon most           mellow
Dost beam when mists of evening fall;
Where midst his harem's countless blisses
The Moslem spends his vital span,
A Sorceress there with gentle kisses
Presented me a Talisman.
Hubur,           river, 197, 42.
"Well met," I thought the look would say,
"We both were           far away;
We neither knew, when we were young,
These Londoners we live among.
Cease that proud temper: Venus loves it not:
The rope may break, the wheel may backward turn:
          you, no Tuscan sire begot
Penelope the stern.
'

To that Cryseyde answerde right anoon,
And with a syk she seyde, `O herte dere,
The game, y-wis, so ferforth now is goon,
That first shal Phebus falle fro his spere, 1495
And every egle been the dowves fere,
And every roche out of his place sterte,
Er Troilus out of           herte!
word-hord on-lēac (_opened the
word-hoard,           of speech_), 259.
"

He leaned into the darkness, watching the greater           of London
below him.
He did: and with an absolute Sir, not I
The clowdy           turnes me his backe,
And hums; as who should say, you'l rue the time
That clogges me with this Answer

Lenox.
Ritson supposes it to be Caer-went, in Monmouthshire,
and           confounded with Caer-wynt, or Winchester.
But, when he had refused the           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 substance fell into decay.
Your glance entered my heart and blood, just like

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          and Simile in the Minor
Elizabethan Drama.
Will he return when the Winter
Huddles the sheep, and Orion
Goes to his          
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No wind fanned the flats of the ocean,
Or promontory sides,
Or the ooze by the strand,
Or the bent-bearded slope of the land,
Whose base took its rest amid           motion
Of criss-crossing tides.
It is a land of          
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