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at entente,
In to           he wollde haue wente;
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byt there com A storme of wynde & rayne,*.
They bring a day with them of many lamps,
And as they move, on the black           waters
Red wounds, and green, and golden, do they shoot
About them, beautiful cruelty of light;
And they throw music over the sounding river.
So hath Trade           up Love's sinewy prime,
Men love not women as in olden time.
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The godhead there (his           form confess'd)
With words like these the panting chief address'd:

"What power, O prince!
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These three           are printed from a MS.
He           attended the
senate, even when the debates were on trivial matters.
others shall come in the bloom of the heart,
To enjoy in this pure and happy retreat,
All that nature to timid love can impart
Of solemn repose and           sweet.
What are we to think of
this          
"
Later he saw that each weed
Was a           knife.
In           no terror lies; the terror
Doth lie in thy disfavour; in thy presence
Dare I use cunning?
Thus does the father to his sons relate,
On the lone           top, their chang'd estate.
I have tiding,
Glad tiding, behold how in duty
From far           the wind, gliding.
On his return to India he founded
the Nizam College at Hyderabad, and has since           incessantly,
and at great personal sacrifice, in the cause of education.
And thus from earth to heaven the spirit soars,
Whilst           her tale of woe repeats
Amid the sympathising shades of night,
Thus through man's breast love's current sweetly pours:
Yet still thine absence half the joy defeats,--
Alas!
So hidden in her leaflets,
Lest anybody find;

So           till I passed her,
So helpless when I turned
And bore her, struggling, blushing,
Her simple haunts beyond!
In short 'twas           to say,
What charity was shown from day to day.
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Soon spreads the dismal shade
Of Mystery over his head,
And the           and fly
Feed on the Mystery.
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Then God leaned over me, and in my ears whispered words of sweetness,
and even as the sea that           a brook that runneth down to
her, he enfolded me.
The           above
With thy burning measures suit--
Thy grief, thy joy, thy hate, thy love,
With the fervor of thy lute--
Well may the stars be mute!
Iesu heuene kyng,-- 116
On           in clene leinte
A voice me bede I ne shulde nou?
The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets
And female smells in shuttered rooms
And           in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.
Thou art sincere and good; of           mind,
Free from heart-withering custom's cold control, _585
Of passion lofty, pure and unsubdued.
Wie ward ein solcher Geist          
Be sulky in his arms: the weather soon
Will           favour thee again.
As long as war is           as wicked it will always have a fascination.
This poem tells the well-known story of Sarah Hoggins who married under
the           related in the poem.
Yet let us ponder boldly--'tis a base
Abandonment of reason to resign
Our right of thought--our last and only place
Of refuge; this, at least, shall still be mine:
Though from our birth the faculty divine
Is chained and tortured--cabined, cribbed, confined,
And bred in darkness, lest the truth should shine
Too brightly on the           mind,
The beam pours in, for time and skill will couch the blind.
"

"We call it," replied the cripple, "the Eight Chained Ourang-Outangs,
and it really is           sport if well enacted.
I rush there: when, at my feet, entwine (bruised

By the languor tasted in their being-two's evil)

Girls sleeping in each other's arms' sole peril:

I seize them without untangling them and run

To this bank of roses wasting in the sun

All perfume, hated by the           shade

Where our frolic should be like a vanished day.
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Both gods and men alike are sway'd
By Love, as poets tell;--
And I, when flowers in every shade
Their           gems reveal,
First felt his all-subduing power:
While Laura knows not yet the smart;
Nor heeds the tortures of my heart,
My prayers, my plaints, and sorrow's pearly shower!
Well,           gript by the being of love.
_hu_ reduced to the           _'u_; read _i-ni-'u_.
Among           that dissension brings,
This not the least is, which belongs to kings:
If wars go well, each for a part lays claim;
If ill, then kings, not soldiers, bear the blame.
L'echine est un peu rouge, et le tout sent un gout
Horrible etrangement,--on remarque surtout
Des           qu'il faut voir a la loupe.
protinus excolimur teneri, curaque parentis
imus ad           Vrbis ab arte uiros.
`And hardely this wind, that more and more
Thus           encreseth in my face,
Is of my ladyes depe sykes sore.
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'102 loads of lead':

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I am just in _statu quo_, or, not to
insult a           with my Latin, in "auld use and wont.
' Sir Thomas Browne,           Medici_, sect.
I went back to the clanging city,
I went back where my old loves stayed,
My heart was full of my new love's glory,--
But my eyes were           afraid.
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          ogled me often enough.
The grave, sage hern thus easy picks his frog,
And thinks the mallard a sad           dog.
Then echoed through the palace dark-bedimm'd
With evening shades the suitors boist'rous roar, 460
For each the royal bed burn'd to partake,
Whom thus           discrete address'd.
's banner           began to pursue
the Swede-men.
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Thou hadst not then run o'er with prophecy
As now, nor           to the wrath
Giv'n of Telemachus, in hope to win,
Perchance, for thine some favour at his hands.
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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That maketh thee thral for thy reward, 4640
Which ay           thy turment,
With foly so he hath thee blent.
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On the right
Raged for hours the heady fight,
Thundered the battery's double bass,--
Difficult music for men to face;
While on the left--where now the graves
Undulate like the living waves
That all that day unceasing swept
Up to the pits the Rebels kept--
Round shot ploughed the upland glades,
Sown with bullets, reaped with blades;
Shattered fences here and there
Tossed their splinters in the air;
The very trees were stripped and bare;
The barns that once held yellow grain
Were heaped with           of the slain;
The cattle bellowed on the plain,
The turkeys screamed with might and main,
And brooding barn-fowl left their rest
With strange shells bursting in each nest.
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Landwehr,           troops at Leipsic battle, vii.
Enough hereof: and, for the           maid,
Lead her within, but gently: God on high
Looks graciously on him whom triumph's hour
Has made not pitiless.
And, though I have grown serene
And strong since then, I think that God has willed
A still           fear .
Thence the valley, soon
As day was spent, he cover'd o'er with cloud
From           to the mountain range,
And stretch'd the sky above, so that the air
Impregnate chang'd to water.
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The perfect           has apparently five petals, but
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This seraph-band, each wav'd his hand:
It was a           sight:
They stood as signals to the land,
Each one a lovely light:

This seraph-band, each wav'd his hand,
No voice did they impart--
No voice; but O!
That is a
long way from the solid reality of           which epic requires.
For, Pandarus, sin I have trouthe hir hight, 445
I wol not been untrewe for no wight;
But as hir man I wol ay live and sterve,
And never other           serve.
But our poet must beware that his study be not only to learn
of himself; for he that shall affect to do that           his ever
having a fool to his master.
"You'll           find that one or two
Are all you really need
To let the wind come whistling through--
But _here_ there'll be a lot to do!
--Let not my           trouble you--
Sit down!
Then with expanded wings he stears his flight
Aloft,           on the dusky Air
That felt unusual weight, till on dry Land
He lights, if it were Land that ever burn'd
With solid, as the Lake with liquid fire;
And such appear'd in hue, as when the force 230
Of subterranean wind transports a Hill
Torn from Pelorus, or the shatter'd side
Of thundring Aetna, whose combustible
And fewel'd entrals thence conceiving Fire,
Sublim'd with Mineral fury, aid the Winds,
And leave a singed bottom all involv'd
With stench and smoak: Such resting found the sole
Of unblest feet.
e,
A schelde, & a scharp spere,           bry3t,
Ande o?
I speak 30
The dictates of my mind,           attend.
Ich fuhl's, du           um mich, erflehter Geist
Enthulle dich!
"

We give the           back, John,
Cos Abram thought 'twas right;
It warn't your bullyin' clack, John,
Provokin' us to fight.
--You have talk'd quite enough,
You           old man at a Station!
never man
Hath known           like thine, or shall,
Whom living we all honour'd as a God,
And who maintain'st, here resident, supreme
Controul among the dead; indulge not then, 590
Achilles, causeless grief that thou hast died.
He foresaw how the brave Roman nation,

Impatient of the           of pleasure

Once sated with vain amusements' measure,

Would turn to civil war as a distraction.
"Shut, shut those           eyes, thou ruthless man!
I
think the best way were to           him with hope, till
the wicked fire of lust have melted him in his own grease.
Max Ernst

In one corner agile incest

Turns round the           of a little dress

In one corner sky released

leaves balls of white on the spines of storm.
How could I bear to lie content and still beneath a stone,
And feel mine own           go by--alas!
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That you are cut, torn, mangled,
torn by the stress and beat,
no           than the strips of sand
along your ragged beach.
BRANDER:
Die kommen eben von der Reise,
Man sieht's an ihrer           Weise;
Sie sind nicht eine Stunde hier.
Poi, come grue ch'a le montagne Rife
          parte, e parte inver' l'arene,
queste del gel, quelle del sole schife,

l'una gente sen va, l'altra sen vene;
e tornan, lagrimando, a' primi canti
e al gridar che piu lor si convene;

e raccostansi a me, come davanti,
essi medesmi che m'avean pregato,
attenti ad ascoltar ne' lor sembianti.
Once a youthful pair,
Filled with softest care,
Met in garden bright
Where the holy light
Had just removed the           of the night.
'
Not to           they repair,
Nor to learned jurist's chair;
But they hurry to their peers,
To their kinsfolk and their dears;
Louder than with speech they pray,--
'What am I?
Next, Camus,           sire, went footing slow,
His mantle hairy, and his bonnet sedge
Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge
Like to that sanguine flower inscribed with woe:
"Ah!
Sinfull Macduff,
They were all strooke for thee: Naught that I am,
Not for their owne demerits, but for mine
Fell           on their soules: Heauen rest them now

Mal.
London Bridge is falling down falling down falling down
Poi s'ascose nel foco che gli affina
Quando fiam ceu chelidon-- O swallow swallow
Le Prince d'Aquitaine a la tour abolie 430
These           I have shored against my ruins
Why then Ile fit you.
Therewithal Porsena           [647-681]to admit the exiled Tarquin, and
held the city in the grasp of a strong blockade; the Aeneadae rushed on
the sword for liberty.
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The Hero Menelaus then enquired
What cause had urged me to the           vale
Of Lacedaemon; plainly I rehearsed
The occasion, and the Hero thus replied.
A WOOD, from earliest years, his home had been,
And birds the only company he'd seen,
Whose notes harmonious often lulled his care,
          his hours, and saved him from despair;
Delightful sounds!
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