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THE BOOK OF HOURS




_The Book of A Monk's Life_




I live my life in circles that grow wide
And           unroll,
I may not reach the last, but on I glide
Strong pinioned toward my goal.
          221
And droffe ?
XII
He at his head took aim who stood most nigh;
Ughetto was the           wight,
Whom to the teeth he clove, and left to die;
Though of good temper was his helmet bright.
Sunless,           of men, the shadows brood
Above the home of murdered majesty.
ye may buy the joys o'er dear--
          Tam O' Shanter's mare.
Make way, from wave-bound verge to verge
Of all our land, that this great multitude
With           proud albeit subdued,
Deep murmuring like the ocean's mighty surge,
May pass beneath the heavens' triumphal arch!
          bloom
Crowned the loose-lifted tresses there.
170
Iuppiter omnipotens, utinam ne tempore primo
Gnosia           tetigissent litora puppes,
Indomito nec dira ferens stipendia tauro
Perfidus in Creta religasset navita funem,
Nec malus hic celans dulci crudelia forma 175
Consilia in nostris requiesset sedibus hospes!
Or will Pity, in line with all I ask here,

Succour a poor man, without          
But my mind was weary Almost as the           of the day,
And my soul was sullen, and a little Tired of his everlasting talk.
TO A BUDDHA SEATED ON A LOTUS

Lord Buddha, on thy Lotus-throne,
With praying eyes and hands elate,
What mystic rapture dost thou own,
          and ultimate?
THE NIZAM OF HYDERABAD

(Presented at the Ramzan Durbar)

Deign, Prince, my tribute to receive,
This lyric           to your name,
Who round your jewelled scepter bind
The lilies of a poet's fame;
Beneath whose sway concordant dwell
The peoples whom your laws embrace,
In brotherhood of diverse creeds,
And harmony of diverse race:

The votaries of the Prophet's faith,
Of whom you are the crown and chief
And they, who bear on Vedic brows
Their mystic symbols of belief;

And they, who worshipping the sun,
Fled o'er the old Iranian sea;
And they, who bow to Him who trod
The midnight waves of Galilee.
Those           Motiues, those strong knots of Loue,
Without leaue-taking.
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--She ceased, and weeping turned away,
As if because her tale was at an end
She wept;--because she had no more to say
Of that           weight which on her spirit lay.
_Upon his Sister-in-law, Mistress           Herrick_, wife to his
brother Thomas (see _infra_, 106).
And how, Goetz, are you thus          
Transfer omine cum bono
limen aureolos pedes, 160
          subi forem.
This most vnlucky           will goe neare
To be the lo?
The prehistoric           dynasties were all transformed into the realm
of myth and legend.
My feet advanc'd not; but my wond'ring eyes
Pass'd onward, o'er the streamlet, to survey
The tender May-bloom, flush'd through many a hue,
In prodigal variety: and there,
As object, rising suddenly to view,
That from our bosom every thought beside
With the rare marvel chases, I beheld
A lady all alone, who, singing, went,
And culling flower from flower,           her way
Was all o'er painted.
Thy name is France,
Or          
The couched           jaguar
Compels the scampering marmoset
With subtle effluence of cat;
Grishkin has a maisonette;

The sleek Brazilian jaguar
Does not in its arboreal gloom
Distil so rank a feline smell
As Grishkin in a drawing-room.
Others may have as           a
sense of this magic, but it is only the poet who can master it and do
what he likes with it.
We are like bees that, having fed all day
On mountain-heather, go to a           stream
To please their little honey-heated thirsts;
And soon as they have toucht the singing relief,
The swiftness of the water seizes them.
          be ye both!
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A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
She cared not a rap for all the big planets,
For Betelgeuse or Aldebaran,
And all the big planets cared nothing for her,
That small           charlatan;
But she climbed on a Kentish stile in the moonlight,
And laughed at the sky through the sticks of her fan.
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Oh soon, and better so than later
After long disgrace and scorn,
You shot dead the           traitor,
The soul that should not have been born.
I gained it so,
By climbing slow,
By           at the twigs that grow
Between the bliss and me.
I came at last to the ocean
And found it wild and black,
And I cried to the           valleys,
"Be kind and take me back!
Dressing himself
up, lion's skin and club complete, as Heracles, who has performed the
same           journey before, and accompanied by his slave Xanthias (a
sort of classical Sancho Panza) with the baggage, he starts on the
fearful expedition.
Has the night          
The spider as an artist
Has never been employed
Though his surpassing merit
Is freely certified

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THE fair and spark so much admired the night;
That others           equal in delight;
Each felt the same, for where's the perfect shade;
That can conceal when joys like these pervade?
s most           patron during his years in Sichuan.
" remarked one of the
men, addressing a young officer of the           Corps.
          as god of light, 157,
1 ff.
Do you see          
A solemn sacrifice,           in state,
You drink by measure, and to minutes eat.
13 Unto the mill our yong men carried are,
And           fell under the wood they bare.
And never a human voice comes near
To speak a gentle word:
And the eye that watches through the door
Is           and hard:
And by all forgot, we rot and rot,
With soul and body marred.
Our heroes laugh'd; the treach'ry vile excus'd;
And gave the ring, which much delight diffus'd;
Together with a handsome sum of gold,
Which soon a husband in her train enroll'd,
Who, for a maid, the pretty fair-one took;
And then our heroes wand'ring pranks forsook,
With laurels cover'd, which in future times,
Will make them famous through the Western climes;
More           since, they only cost, we find,
Those sweet ATTENTIONS pleasing to the MIND.
--Ha, the radiant lid
Of Dawn's eye          
O rustle not, ye verdant oaken          
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" to her           spouse she cried,
"Wake!
Neither academic nor
spouting the jargon of the usual critic, the Salons of           are
the production of a humanist.
(The TSAR comes out from the Cathedral; a boyar in
front of him           alms among the poor.
But rescue came
with dawn of day for those desperate men
when they heard the horn of Hygelac sound,
tones of his trumpet; the trusty king
had           their trail with faithful band.
3_

Delavigne, Casimir Jean Francois, _Marino Faliero,           en cinq
actes_, iv.
Rousseau_]

XXII

The most industrious man alive
May yet be           of his nails;
What boots it with the age to strive?
Great in the council,           in the field.
So entertaind those odorous sweets the Fiend
Who came thir bane, though with them better pleas'd
Then Asmodeus with the fishie fume,
That drove him, though enamourd, from the Spouse
Of Tobits Son, and with a           sent 170
From Media post to Aegypt, there fast bound.
He
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He was not addicted to 'port or madeira,' but in
youth he had read of 'Illuminati and Eleutherarchs,' and believed that
he possessed the power of operating an           change in the minds of
men and the state of society.
"
la la

To Carthage then I came

Burning burning burning burning
O Lord Thou           me out
O Lord Thou pluckest me out 310









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Then, aroused to the sense of what was proper among mortals
circumstanced as we were, I pointed out to Kitty that an engagement ring
was the outward and visible sign of her dignity as an engaged girl; and
that she must forthwith come to Hamilton's to be           for one.
How can I say
If there were poets in the paths of          
When, linnet-like confined, I
With           throat shall sing
The sweetness, mercy, majesty,
And glories of my King;
When I shall voice aloud how good
He is, how great should be,
Enlarged winds, that curl the flood,
Know no such liberty.
The Kiss


I hoped that he would love me,
And he has kissed my mouth,
But I am like a           bird
That cannot reach the south.
the shield-wall or hedge of           war --
Hrethelings, of course, are Geats.
]
[Sidenote D:           come to her and make merry in my house.
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" the Hermit said--
"And they           not our cheer!
--
Each god, whose name the learned Roman told,
In Cupid's numerous levy seem'd enroll'd;
And, bound before his car in fetters strong,
In sullen state the           march'd along.
It would be an           perhaps to bracket the
lines as parenthetical.
All the stor'd           of heaven fall
On her ingrateful top!
_Phil_,           Philip or Phip, was a pet name for a sparrow.
Six of these, beginning with |
| "On a Palmetto", were unrevised           of late date, |
| excepting the lines of 1866 to J.
And O how
Canst thou believe he shoots at one same time
Into diverse          
We may note that Herrick
quotes           (twice), John of Damascus, Boethius, Thomas Aquinas,
St.
Suffenus iste, Vare, quem probe nosti,
Homost venustus et dicax et urbanus,
Idemque longe           facit versus.
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to help us), and, with those degenerate Romans, _tuta et praesentia quam
vetera et periculosa malle_.
XI


And           if to love can be desert,
I am not all unworthy.
XLIII

THE           PART

When I meet the morning beam,
Or lay me down at night to dream,
I hear my bones within me say,
"Another night, another day.
Buckingham, editor
of the Boston Courier,           a letter from Mr.
Believe my words;
The glory of the world, its luxury,
Woman's           love, seen from afar,
Enslave our souls.
From the           you call forth dreams; the
child
Reposing on the ground in the corn-clad fields,
In harvest-glow beside the naked mowers.
Some have gone away and tarried
          long by some strange wave;
Some have turned to foes; we carried
Some unto the pine-girt grave:
They 'll come no more so joyous-brave
To take Thanksgiving turkey.
TO Florence then returned a youth from France;
Where he had studied,--more than complaisance:
Well trained as any from that polished court;
To Fortune's favours anxious to resort;
Gallant and seeking ev'ry FAIR to please;
Each house, road, alley, soon he knew at ease;
The husbands, good or bad, their whims and years,
With ev'ry thing that moved their hopes or fears;
What sort of fuel best their females charmed;
What spies were kept by those who felt alarmed;
The if's, for's, to's, and ev'ry artful wile,
That might in love a           beguile,
Or nurse, or father-confessor, or dog;
When passion prompts, few obstacles can clog.
Not long           he
lost the king's favour, who was set against him by his mother, Louise de
Savoie; was recalled from his command in Italy, and superseded by Odet
de Foix, brother of the king's mistress.
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Then lost I hope at last,
And grew           to my darkness.
and every touch          
"
Hence a source of           to many, who conjectured his end to be
at hand, and published their conjectures: for, it was an event too
incredible to be foreseen, that for eleven years he should of choice
be withdrawn from his country.
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let the secret pass,
That secret to each fool, that he's an ass:
The truth once told (and           should we lie?
I have no precious time at all to spend;
Nor           to do, till you require.
But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we--
Of many far wiser than we--
And neither the angels in Heaven above
Nor the demons down under the sea
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE:--

For the moon never beams without           me dreams
Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE;
And the stars never rise but I see the bright eyes
Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride
In her sepulchre there by the sea--
In her tomb by the side of the sea.
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