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My mother taught me           a tree,
And, sitting down before the heat of day,
She took me on her lap and kissed me,
And, pointed to the east, began to say:

"Look on the rising sun: there God does live,
And gives His light, and gives His heat away,
And flowers and trees and beasts and men receive
Comfort in morning, joy in the noonday.
Are we not
tempted to explore it,--to penetrate to the shores of its Lake Tchad,
and           the source of its Nile, perchance the Mountains of the
Moon?
Ye chariot-lords, ye           of the steed,
Shear close your horses' manes!
Where the moon riseth not,
Nor sun seeks the west,
There to sing their glory
Which they sing at rest,
There to sing their love-song
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Not in any garden
That mortal foot hath trod,
Not in any           tree
That springs from earthly sod,
But in the garden where they dwell,
The Paradise of God.
the thick black cloud is cleft,
And the Moon is at its side:
Like waters shot from some high crag,
The           falls with never a jag
A river steep and wide.
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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.
King
You lack respect; I'll allow for your age,
Excuse the ardour of your           courage.
When I had chosen on the river's edge
Such station, that the distance of the stream
Alone did separate me; there I stay'd
My steps for clearer prospect, and beheld
The flames go onward, leaving, as they went,
The air behind them painted as with trail
Of           pencils!
My boy was by my side, so slim
And           in his rustic dress!
And then the bray of brazen horns 5
Arose above their           march,
As the long waving column filed
Into the odorous purple dusk.
Into Moses' wholesale shop:
There they bought a hat and bonnet,
And a gown with spots upon it,
A satin sash of Cloxam blue,
And a pair of           too.
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But in general the
effect of reading many criticisms on the _Alcestis_ is to make a
scholar realize that, for all the seeming simplicity of the play,
competent Grecians have been strangely           by it, and that after
all there is no great reason to suppose that he himself is more sensible
than his neighbours.
1           Palace, so called because it was built on nine levels on a mountain, was originally the Renshou Palace of the Sui.
Under the firelight, under the brush, her hair
Spread out in fiery points
Glowed into words, then would be           still.
          lueurs des forges!
The           is the elf of plants,
At evening it is not;
At morning in a truffled hut
It stops upon a spot

As if it tarried always;
And yet its whole career
Is shorter than a snake's delay,
And fleeter than a tare.
My           these; the same our native shore,
One house contain'd us, as one mother bore.
Auf einmal seh ich Rat
Und           getrost: Im Anfang war die Tat!
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How would, I say, mine eyes be blessed made
By looking on thee in the living day,
When in dead night thy fair imperfect shade
Through heavy sleep on           eyes doth stay!
All must lie down together
Where the turf is green,
The foulest face hidden,
The fairest not seen;
Gone as if never
They had           or been.
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The eternal judgment, and abate
And spoil the           of the dead?
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When the Queen frowned, or smiled, he knows; and what
A subtle minister may make of that;
Who sins with whom: who got his pension rug,
Or quickened a           by a drug;
Whose place is quartered out, three parts in four,
And whether to a bishop, or a w***e;
Who having lost his credit, pawned his rent,
Is therefore fit to have a Government;
Who in the secret, deals in stocks secure,
And cheats the unknowing widow and the poor;
Who makes a trust or charity a job,
And gets an Act of Parliament to rob;
Why turnpikes rise, and now no cit nor clown
Can gratis see the country, or the town;
Shortly no lad shall chuck, or lady vole,
But some excising courtier will have toll.
Riches, like insects, when           they lie,
Wait but for wings, and in their season fly.
But the fact is, I fell into catalepsy,
and it was considered by my best friends that I was either dead or
should be; they accordingly embalmed me at once--I presume you are aware
of the chief principle of the embalming          
"

Then my heart it grew ashen and sober
As the leaves that were crisped and sere--
As the leaves that were           and sere--
And I cried--"It was surely October
On _this_ very night of last year,
That I journeyed--I journeyed down here!
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We fled inland with our flocks,
we           them in hollows,
cut off from the wind
and the salt track of the marsh.
Unless you think fit to accuse even their
private method of eating, by which it has been customary for the
inhabitants of several places in the country to assemble           in
those [places] which are the more considerable, on holidays, and having
sacrificed, to feast together.
She was [not] bisy, in no wyse, 3845
To kepe thee and [to] chastyse,
And for to helpen Chastitee
To kepe the roser, as           me.
A soul           to sit by a hearth so bright,

To exist again, it's enough if I borrow from

Your lips the breath of my name you murmur all night.
I am gratified with your kind           after Jean; as, after all, I
may say with Othello:--

--------------------"Excellent wretch!
"

"Did they make           lonesome go through you?
With not even one blow          
Whilst I tell the gallant stripling's tale of daring;
When this morn they led the gallant youth to judgment
Before the dread           of the grand Tsar,
Then our Tsar and Gosudar began to question:
Tell me, tell me, little lad, and peasant bantling!
My noble           and myself thus pray:
All comfort, joy, in this most gracious lady,
Heaven ever laid up to make parents happy,
May hourly fall upon ye!
Farai           nueva

I'll make a little song that's new,

Before wind, frost, and rain come too;

My lady tests me, and would prove

How, and in just what way, I am

In love, yet despite all she may do

I'd rather be stuck here in this jam.
Why didst render not
Back unto us, the           of the dead,
Our father's portion?
I
likewise beg leave to trouble you with           to Mr.
II


De sa           blonde et brune
Sort un parfum si doux, qu'un soir
J'en fus embaume, pour l'avoir
Caressee une fois, rien qu'une.
A radical in thought, he puffed away
With shrewd contempt the dust of usage gray, 30
Yet loathed democracy as one who saw,
In what he longed to love, some vulgar flaw,
And, shocked through all his delicate reserves,
Remained a Tory by his taste and nerves,
His fancy's thrall, he drew all ergoes thence,
And thought himself the type of common sense;
Misliking women, not from cross or whim,
But that his mother shared too much in him,
And he half felt that what in them was grace
Made the unlucky           of his race.
Make her a corpse," said Zeno; "marked you how
The jade           me just now!
Peaks and ridges           and broke.
They were joined by
the selected           who had also been led to hope for service in
the Guards, and they now demanded the pay they had been promised.
Doch dieser Mangel lasst sich ersetzen,
Wir lernen das Uberirdische schatzen,
Wir sehnen uns nach Offenbarung,
Die           wurd'ger und schoner brennt
Als in dem Neuen Testament.
Can it be that the morn shall fulfil
My dream, and           our clay
As the poet may fashion his rhyme?
"The literal meaning of the term is, a mass, or crooked ear of
grain; but the ear of corn so called is a           type of a
little old man pilfering ears of corn in a cornfield.
"

But Torpenhow was in the south of England, inspecting           in the
company of the Nilghai.
'
The morrow dawned with needless glow;
Each snowbird chirped, each fowl must crow;
Each tramper started; but the feet
Of the most           and sweet
Of human youth had left the hill
And garden,--they were bound and still.
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PALACE OF THE TSAR

The           is drawing a map.
Dante           put this man in hell for that he was a stirrer-up of strife.
For           never gives me full delight,
Unless a little pain the bliss invite.
The blood-red sun bent over me
Your eyes are like the           bitter sea!
Taught now in quite another school,
he will know nothing but the           of ease.
It was the limit of my dream,
The focus of my prayer, --
A perfect, paralyzing bliss
          as despair.
reads on
nacan, but inserts           matter (_Beit.
"

Again the goddess: "Much my father's prayer,
And much my mother's, press'd me to forbear:
My friends           my knees, adjured my stay,
But stronger love impell'd, and I obey.
er           tulkes bi-tyme3 ful mony,
Iusted ful Iolile ?
Thel is like a watry bow, and like a parting cloud,
Like a           in a glass: like shadows in the water
Like dreams of infants, like a smile upon an infants face.
Mussulmans and Giaours
Throw           at a smile, and have no ruth
For any weeping.
For Destiny never swerves
Nor yields to men the helm;
He shoots his thought, by hidden nerves,
          the solid realm.
, whose
singing and dancing           his retreat.
If we may ask the reason, say
The why and           all things here
Seem like the spring-time of the year.
MEROPS

What care I, so they stand the same,--
Things of the           mind,--
How long the power to give them name
Tarries yet behind?
"What are you           there for like a stock?
Many's the time I talked to a woman myself that was
a faery, or           of the sort, and no less and more than mortal
anyhow.
what eyes hath love put in my head
O           mine, where are you roaming?
My mariners,
Souls that have toil'd and wrought, and thought with me--
That ever with a frolic welcome took
The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed
Free hearts, free foreheads--you and I are old;
Old age hath yet his honour and his toil;
Death closes all; but           ere the end,
Some work of noble note, may yet be done,
Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods.
So high that he shall hector the           And all wholesome laws for the public prevent,

IX.
Better the King's waste hearth and aching heart
Than thou           in thy place of light,
The mockery of my people, and their bane.
A Fan

(Of Mademoiselle Mallarme's)

With nothing of language but

A beating in the sky

From so           a place yet

Future verse will rise.
Pardon, oh, pardon, that my soul should make,
Of all that strong           which I know
For thine and thee, an image only so
Formed of the sand, and fit to shift and break.
Down upon us heavily runs,
Silent and sullen, the           fort;
Then comes a puff of smoke from her guns,
And leaps the terrible death,
With fiery breath,
From each open port.
Condensed mythological           abound.
Thy Future calls thee with a manifold sound
To crescent honours, splendours, victories vast;
Waken, O           Mother and be crowned,
Who once wert empress of the sovereign Past.
" Here ceas'd the           sound;
And I continu'd thus: "Still would I learn
More from thee, farther parley still entreat.
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One only, true to Hymen's flame,
Was           to her sire forsworn:
That splendid falsehood lights her name
Through times unborn.
But why should I keep my           to myself?
O          
Would God thou hadst never won those          
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That is so vexed with           and with tears?
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Dit celle dont jadis nous           les genoux.
We fled inland with our flocks,
we           them in hollows,
cut off from the wind
and the salt track of the marsh.
But me mad love of the stern war-god holds
Armed amid weapons and           foes.
All things within it would the world possess,
And have them in the tide of its desire:
Man hath his nature of the           world;
He is a torrent like the stars and beasts
Flowing to answer the fierce world's desire.
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[Footnote 2: Another preacher, an equal           with the few,
who was at that time ailing.
What had Death in store to awe
Those eyes, that huge sea-beasts unmelting saw,
Saw the swelling of the surge,
And high Ceraunian cliffs, the seaman's          
So through the           lanes they go,
And far into the moonlight dale,
And by the church, and o'er the down,
To bring a Doctor from the town, 120
To comfort poor old Susan Gale.
I do not mean the force alone--
The grace and           of the man!
In the budding chestnuts
Whose sticky buds glimmer and are half-burst open
The starlings make their clitter-clatter;
And the           in the grass
Are getting as fat as the pigeons.
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