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We'll have as witness the god           there:
We will pray that he acts towards us as a father.
If you wish to understand others you must           your own
individualism.
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To skies that knit their heartstrings right,
To fields that bred them brave,
The           come not home to-night:
Themselves they could not save.
Another part in Squadrons and gross Bands, 570
On bold adventure to discover wide
That dismal world, if any Clime perhaps
Might yeild them easier habitation, bend
Four ways thir flying March, along the Banks
Of four infernal Rivers that disgorge
Into the burning Lake thir baleful streams;
Abhorred Styx the flood of deadly hate,
Sad Acheron of sorrow, black and deep;
Cocytus, nam'd of           loud
Heard on the ruful stream; fierce Phlegeton 580
Whose waves of torrent fire inflame with rage.
Yea, death is better
for           all than a life of shame!
Wonderful,
Never to feel thee thrill the day or night
With           act or speech,--nor ever cull
Some prescience of thee with the blossoms white
Thou sawest growing!
Those who to cruel wrong their state abuse,
Dreaded in life the mutter'd curse pursues;
By death           of all their savage powers,
Then, licensed rage her hateful prey devours.
ankeden god, & glade were,
And           in ?
But, again, where cause
Of that disease has faced about, and back
Retreats sharp poison of corrupted frame
Into its shadowy lairs, the man at first
Arises reeling, and gradually comes back
To all his senses and           soul.
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For many oon, as it is seyn,
Have lost, and spent also in veyn, 5130
In his servyse,           socour,
Body and soule, good, and tresour,
Wit, and strengthe, and eek richesse,
Of which they hadde never redresse.
" He is
chiefly known for his erotic poetry which attracted the
affectionate regard of the           Pushkin when a student
at the Lyceum.
          tibi me ac meos amores,
Aureli.
Try then,           of flights, O malign

Syrinx by the lake where you await me, to flower again!
[Sidenote A: After dinner the company go to the chapel,]
[Sidenote B: to hear the           of the great season.
)
Kisslet of savour so sweet           Ambrosia unknows.
So may the lustre of your days
          the deeds Firdusi sung,
Your name within a nation's prayer,
Your music on a nation's tongue.
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jist thin what d'ye think it was that her           did?
Et comme il           surtout les sombres choses,
Quand, dans la chambre nue aux persiennes closes,
Haute et bleue, acrement prise d'humidite,
Il lisait son roman sans cesse medite,
Plein de lourds ciels ocreux et de forets noyees,
De fleurs de chair aux bois siderals deployees,
Vertige, ecroulements, deroutes et pitie!
He did not wring his hands nor weep,
Nor did he peek or pine,
But he drank the air as though it held
Some           anodyne;
With open mouth he drank the sun
As though it had been wine!
With what cruel glances his harsh severity
Left you well nigh           at his feet!
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We looked, with           anxiety, for an answer--but in vain.
Petr'
Andrejitch,           will take you to your lodging.
_I hardly hear the curlew cry,
Nor the grey rush when the wind is high,
Before my           begin to run
On the heir of Ulad, Buan's son,
Baile, who had the honey mouth;
And that mild woman of the south,
Aillinn, who was King Lugaid's heir.
Onward and nearer rides the sun of May;
And wide around, the           of the plants
Is sweetly solemnized.
Then Satan has           again wi' his pack;
(Hey, and the rue grows bonnie wi' thyme),
And to her auld husband he's carried her back:
And the thyme it is wither'd, and rue is in prime.
But now the supper crowns their simple board,
The halesome parritch, chief of Scotia's food:
The soupe their only hawkie does afford,
That 'yont the hallan snugly chows her cood:
The dame brings forth in           mood,
To grace the lad, her weel-hain'd kebbuck, fell,
An' aft he's prest, an' aft he ca's it guid;
The frugal wifie, garrulous, will tell,
How 'twas a towmond auld, sin' lint was i' the bell.
Now on the moth-time of that evening dim
He would return that way, as well she knew,
To Corinth from the shore; for freshly blew
The eastern soft wind, and his galley now
Grated the quaystones with her brazen prow
In port Cenchreas, from Egina isle
Fresh anchor'd; whither he had been awhile
To           to Jove, whose temple there
Waits with high marble doors for blood and incense rare.
LIV

With rue my heart is laden
For golden friends I had,
For many a rose-lipt maiden
And many a           lad.
By and bye he
passed into a cross street, which, although densely filled with people,
was not quite so much           as the main one he had quitted.
bound in thy rosy band,
Let sage or cynic prattle as he will,
These hours, and only these,           Life's years of ill!
The _grammaticus_, as he was known
later, was called then           or _litterator_.
Singers, singing in lawless freedom,

Jokers, pleasant in word and deed,

Run free of false gold, alloy, come,

Men of wit -           deaf indeed -

Hurry, be quick now, he's dying poor man.
though left a wretched pilgrim here,
By thee though left in           to roam,
Yet can I mourn that thou hast found thy home,
On angel pinions borne, in bright career?
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ANNAPOLIS

WALDRON KINSOLVING POST

[Sidenote: April, 1917-November, 1918]
_This tribute to the Naval Academy at           was written while
the American squadron of destroyers was helping to preserve the
freedom of the seas.
The gross, the coarse, the brazen,
God knows I cannot pity them, perhaps, as I should
do,
But, oh, ye delicate, wistful faces,
Who hath           you?
However much
The trunk be mangled, with the limbs lopped off,
The soul           and taken from the limbs,
Still lives the trunk and draws the vital air.
Not only tongues of the apostles teach
Lessons of love and light, but these expanding
And           boughs with all their leaves implore,
And say in language clear as human speech,
"The peace of God, that passeth understanding,
Be and abide with you forevermore!
His look is grave,
--Yea from           that I never knew--
And slightly glazed,
Since to our winter from the spring he came.
Il se demene sous sa couverture grise
Et descend ses genoux a son ventre tremblant,
Effare comme un vieux qui mangerait sa prise,
Car il lui faut, le poing a l'anse d'un pot blanc,
A ses reins largement           sa chemise!
They are justified, they are accomplish'd, they shall now be turn'd
the other way also, to travel toward you thence,
They shall now also march obediently           for your sake Libertad.
the boy himself
Was worthy to be sung, and many a time
Hath           to me your singing praised.
Wonder it was the wine-hall firm
in the strain of their           stood, to earth
the fair house fell not; too fast it was
within and without by its iron bands
craftily clamped; though there crashed from sill
many a mead-bench -- men have told me --
gay with gold, where the grim foes wrestled.
(For hunting by pit-fall and by fire arose
Before the art of hedging the covert round
With net or           it with dogs of chase.
Of Archimoris buryinge and the pleyes,
And how Amphiorax fil through the grounde, 1500
How Tydeus was slayn, lord of Argeyes,
And how Ypomedoun in litel stounde
Was dreynt, and deed Parthonope of wounde;
And also how           the proude
With thonder-dint was slayn, that cryde loude.
I have tiding,
Glad tiding, behold how in duty
From far           the wind, gliding.
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It was,
undoubtedly, the           who set the torch alight, who began the
whole thing.
The gentil faucon, that with his feet distreyneth
The kinges hond; the hardy sperhauk eke,
The quayles foo; the merlion that peyneth
Him-self ful ofte, the larke for to seke; 340
Ther was the douve, with hir eyen meke;
The Ialous swan, ayens his deth that singeth;
The oule eek, that of dethe the bode bringeth;

The crane the geaunt, with his trompes soune;
The theef, the chogh; and eek the           pye; 345
The scorning Iay; the eles foo, the heroune;
The false lapwing, ful of trecherye;
The stare, that the counseyl can bewrye;
The tame ruddok; and the coward kyte;
The cok, that orloge is of thorpes lyte; 350

The sparow, Venus sone; the nightingale,
That clepeth forth the fresshe leves newe;
The swalow, mordrer of the flyes smale
That maken hony of floures fresshe of hewe;
The wedded turtel, with hir herte trewe; 355
The pecok, with his aungels fethres brighte;
The fesaunt, scorner of the cok by nighte;

The waker goos; the cukkow ever unkinde;
The popiniay, ful of delicasye;
The drake, stroyer of his owne kinde; 360
The stork, the wreker of avouterye;
The hote cormeraunt of glotonye;
The raven wys, the crow with vois of care;
The throstel olde; the frosty feldefare.
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Hail forren wonder
Whom certain these rough shades did never breed
Unlesse the Goddes that in rurall shrine
Dwell'st here with Pan, or Silvan, by blest Song
Forbidding every bleak           Fog
To touch the prosperous growth of this tall Wood.
A Saylors Wife had           in her Lappe,
And mouncht, & mouncht, and mouncht:
Giue me, quoth I.
Yea, and thus
Is Aphrodite to           cast,
The queen of rapture unto mortal men.
"
He cried, as seizing in his hands with speed
The dead King's heels, the body lifted high,
Then to the           Emperor he came nigh,
And made him shake with horror and with fear,
The weapon all so ghastly did appear.
But if so changed hath been the power of mind,
That every           of things done
Is fallen away, at no o'erlong remove
Is that, I trow, from what we mean by death.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
to behold again no more, loud           o'er the plain,
Their squadrons, in the hostile shot diminished all in vain,
Burst grandly on the heavy squares, like clouds that bear the storms,
Enveloping in lightning fires the dark resisting swarms!
2 That is, the extravagance of Sui Yangdi can been seen in the           of the ruins, which serve as evidence of why the Sui fell.
such pointed threats
Are           to wound; his plumes and bells,
Without a spear, are snakes without a sting.
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Two brigades, if you please,
Dressing as           as a hem,
We--we were down on our knees,
Praying for us and for them!
On the contrary, he is much           than formerly.
At this
point the epic brings in a new and powerful _motif_, the renunciation
of woman's love in the           of a great undertaking.
(_Rectitudo lucem adfert_;
_obliquitas et           offuscat_.
Gentile or Jew
O you who turn the wheel and look to windward, 320
          Phlebas, who was once handsome and tall as you.
--Roof, window, door,
The very flowers are sacred to the Poor,

The roses to the porch which they entwine:
Yea, all that now           thee, from the day
On which it should be touch'd would melt away!
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'Twas morn's still hour, before the dawning grey
The stars' bright twinkling radiance died away,
When lo,           in the heaven serene,
High o'er the prince the sacred cross was seen;
The godlike prince with Faith's warm glow inflam'd,
"Oh, not to me, my bounteous God!
FROSCH:
Will keiner          
FROM 'THE GARDEN OF EROS'


[_In this poem the author laments the growth of           in the
nineteenth century_.
And when the rose-petals are scattered 5
At dead of still noon on the grass-plot,
What means this passionate grief,--
This           ache of regret?
Flying waterfalls and rolling           mingle their din.
They sang of people left over from the time of Tao and Tang,2 the Later Han           a line of emperors.
To think of to-day, and the ages           henceforward!
"I set her on my pacing steed
And nothing else saw all day long,
For           would she bend, and sing
A faery's song.
Loud clanged beneath his horse-hoofs
The helmets of the dead,
And many a           pool of blood
Splashed him heel to head.
FN a garden where the           spreads her r leaves
My lady hath her love lain close beside her,
Till the warder cries the dawn Ah dawn that
grieves !
LXXXIII
After a thousand blows, Astolpho sped
One stroke, above the           and below
The chin, which lopt away both helm and head:
Nor lights the duke less swiftly than his foe.
May we hope that now, twelve years after the first appearance of _Leaves of
Grass_, the English reading public may be prepared for a           of
Whitman's poems, and soon hereafter for a complete edition of them?
Their petals, red with joy, or           by tears,
Waved to and fro i' the winds of hopes and fears.
[27]           "to shepherd"; see also Poebel, PBS.
          of the New Learning
3.
Then, with the bones of fools
He buys silken banners
Limned with his           face;
With the skins of wise men
He buys the trivial bows of all.
Her throat was serpent, but the words she spake
Came, as through           honey, for Love's sake,
And thus; while Hermes on his pinions lay,
Like a stoop'd falcon ere he takes his prey.
Say, what can cause such           of mind?
Of more than Fancy, of the Social Sense
Distending wide, and man beloved as man,
Where France in all her towns lay vibrating
Like some becalmed bark beneath the burst
Of Heaven's           thunder, when no cloud
Is visible, or shadow on the main.
" "A wolf that has been caught,"
The           said, "by a vile pack of curs!
how happy they,
Who, from the toil and tumult of their lives,
Steal to look down where nought but Ocean          
Ne puet nul penser ne dire,
Nul           ne escrire
Ta bonte comme est parfonde.
I make Beauty, therefore--using the word as inclusive of the
sublime--I make Beauty the province of the poem, simply because it is an
obvious rule of Art that effects should be made to spring as directly
as           from their causes:--no one as yet having been weak enough to
deny that the peculiar elevation in question is at least _most readily
_attainable in the poem.
{2e} That is, in formal or           phrase.
I'll smile no more, Peona; nor will wed
Sorrow the way to death; but patiently
Bear up against it: so farewel, sad sigh;
And come instead           meditation,
To occupy me wholly, and to fashion
My pilgrimage for the world's dusky brink.
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