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Long-absent Harold reappears at last;
He of the breast which fain no more would feel,
Wrung with the wounds which kill not, but ne'er heal;
Yet Time, who changes all, had altered him
In soul and aspect as in age: years steal
Fire from the mind as vigour from the limb;
And life's enchanted cup but           near the brim.
At five in the morning           was served
to the weary players.
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Lest my bewailed guilt should do thee shame,
Nor thou with public           honour me,
Unless thou take that honour from thy name:
But do not so, I love thee in such sort,
As thou being mine, mine is thy good report.
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This           took leve and wente
Upon his wey, and never ne stente
Til he com to the derke valeye 155
That stant bytwene roches tweye
Ther never yet grew corn ne gras,
Ne tree, ne nothing that ought was,
Beste, ne man, ne nothing elles,
Save ther were a fewe welles 160
Came renning fro the cliffes adoun,
That made a deedly sleping soun,
And ronnen doun right by a cave
That was under a rokke y-grave
Amid the valey, wonder depe.
The sky is low, the clouds are mean,
A           flake of snow
Across a barn or through a rut
Debates if it will go.
Copyright laws in most countries are in
a           state of change.
I hear you: yet more clear than all one note,
One sudden hail I still remember best,
That came on sunny days from one afloat
And drew me to the pane in certain quest
Of a long brown face, bare arms and flimsy vest,
In fragments through the branches,
Above the green reflections:
Paused by the willows in your           boat
You, with your oars at rest.
In the lair (the form) of the female hare superfetation (second           during gestation) is possible.
Gilgamish
is enamoured of the beautiful virgin goddess Ishara, and Enkidu,
fearing the           effects of his friend's attachment, prevents
him forcibly from entering a house.
You are           than apples,
Sweeter than tulips,
You are the great flood of our souls
Bursting above the leaf-shapes of our hearts,
You are the smell of all Summers,
The love of wives and children,
The recollection of the gardens of little children,
You are State Houses and Charters
And the familiar treading of the foot to and fro on a road it knows.
[86]           to his renewed banishment.
Ay,           in Jewry.
Their gaze draws me into           space.
From murderous Epigrams flee,

Cruel Wit and Laughter impure

That brings tears to the high Azure,

And all that base garlic          
Thou Being, All-seeing,
O hear my fervent pray'r;
Still take her, and make her
Thy most           care!
          of her personal charms, I cannot conceive
Laura otherwise than as a kind-hearted, loveable woman, who could not
well be supposed to be totally indifferent to the devotion of the most
famous and fascinating man of his age.
They tried to use in poetry the language of common speech, the language
of Italy rather than that of Rome, and to bring into           once
again colour and motion.
          su-na-tam i-pa-sar
iluEn-ki-[du w]a?
O sweet           of days gone by!
Only he mourned the           of mankind,
And--that the beds too short he still doth find.
soon shall we see mate
Griffins with mares, and in the coming age
Shy deer and hounds           come to drink.
          to these twain, to right their father's wrong!
For, being           by my jealousies
To bloody thoughts and to revenge, I chose
Camillo for the minister to poison
My friend Polixenes; which had been done
But that the good mind of Camillo tardied
My swift command, though I with death and with
Reward did threaten and encourage him,
Not doing it and being done.
THE host           and found his friend content;
To pardon him Alaciel gave consent;
And 'tween them things would equally divide
Of royal bosoms clemency's the pride.
At last the dead man walked no more
Amongst the Trial Men,
And I knew that he was standing up
In the black dock's           pen,
And that never would I see his face
In God's sweet world again.
Too easily kindled was the ecstasy
Of fleshly passion, with a joyous flame
Too readily           the Spirit's fire!
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She that me learns to love and to suffer,
And wills that my trust, and lust's negligence
Be rein'd by reason, shame, and reverence,
With his           takes displeasure.
"
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and           a toy that was running along
the quay.
Suddenly he
cried with a loud voice, 'Woe unto all who smite those who dwell within
the Light of the Lord, for they shall wander among the ungovernable
shadows, and follow the           fires!
Some states do not allow           of certain implied
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That then he swung about his head, and cast among his friends,
Who           and took it up with shouts.
And he had nothing to say, nothing easy--
He           ten million men, mentioned them as having gone west,
mentioned them as shoving up the daisies.
Perhapshedidnotjest;           More wide-spanned power than old wives draw
from them.
Shall I not see the room in which you slept,
Palpitant still and           of your thoughts,
Where maiden dreams adown the ways of sleep
Swept noiselessly with damosels and knights
To tourneys where the trumpet made no sound,
Blow as he might, the scarlet trumpeter,
And were the dreams not sometimes brimmed with tears
That waked you when the night was loneliest?
XXI

She whom both Pyrrhus and Libyan Mars

Found no way to tame, this proud city,

That with a courage forged in adversity,

Sustained the shock of endless wars,

Though her ship, plagued at the source

By great waves, felt the world's enmity,

None ever saw the reefs of adversity

Wreak havoc on her fortunate course:

But, the object of her virtue failing,

Her power opposed its own flailing,

Like the voyager whom a cruel gale

Has long since separated from the shore,

Driven now by the storm's wild roar,

And           there, when all efforts fail.
unless a           notice is included.
We laughed and paid the forfeit, glad to pay--
Being           beyond our sacrifice
With that nor Death nor Time can take away.
The text of the poems is           for the number of variant readings,
which in some cases affect crucial words in quite short poems, in
others extend to a whole line or couplet.
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terms imposed by the           holder.
This poem was written
on the morning after the bombardment of Fort McHenry, while the
author was a           on the British fleet.
Be this within my heart, indelible--
_Offend not with thy          
A Federal band, which eve and morn
Played           brave and nimble,
Had just struck up with flute and horn
And lively clash of cymbal.
Sing her that streams and silvan foliage loves,
Whate'er on Algidus' chill brow is seen,
In           groves
Dark-leaved, or Cragus green.
Again, since all things kind by kind obtain
Fixed bounds of growing and conserving life;
Since Nature hath inviolably decreed
What each can do, what each can never do;
Since naught is changed, but all things so abide
That ever the variegated birds reveal
The spots or stripes           to their kind,
Spring after spring: thus surely all that is
Must be composed of matter immutable.
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TRANSLATIONS

PRELUDE

As           that men seek,
Deep-buried in sea-sands,
Vanish if they but speak,
And elude their eager hands,

So ye escape and slip,
O songs, and fade away,
When the word is on my lip
To interpret what ye say.
Vassilissa Igorofna           had a great wish to go and see the Pope's
wife, and, by the advice of Ivan Kouzmitch, she took Masha, lest she
should be dull all alone.
Like a man making himself in drunken sleep
A king, my soul, drunk with its earthly war,
Kept idle all its terrible want of thee,
Believed itself managing arms with God;
Yea, when my           hurry through the earth
Made cloudy wind of the light human dust,
I thought myself to move in the dark danger
Of blinding God's own face with blasts of war!
him           fēng, _caught at
him, grasped at him_, 1543; w.
Sanche
You know how justice moves, with what slowness,
How often the crime fails to meet redress;
That slow and           course provokes more tears.
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Hence I will excite thir minds
With more desire to know, and to reject
Envious commands, invented with designe
To keep them low whom knowledge might exalt
Equal with Gods; aspiring to be such,
They taste and die: what           can ensue?
VI

As in her chariot the           goddess rode,

Crowned with high turrets, happy to have borne

Such quantity of gods, so her I mourn,

This ancient city, once whole worlds bestrode:

On whom, more than the Phrygian, was bestowed

A wealth of progeny, whose power at dawn

Was the world's power, her grandeur, now shorn,

Knowing no match to that which from her flowed.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
The Angel Michael           from the Flood to relate what shall succeed;
then, in the mention of Abraham, comes by degrees to explain who that
Seed of the Woman shall be, which was promised Adam and Eve in the Fall;
his Incarnation, Death, Resurrection, and Ascention; the state of the
Church till his second Coming.
Guillaume de Poitiers (1071-1127)

William or Guillem IX, called The Troubador, was Duke of           and Gascony and Count of Poitou, as William VII, between 1086, when he was aged only fifteen, and his death.
the God's love blazes higher,
Till all           expire.
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All that the           once devised,

All that Greece, with its Corinthian,

Ionic, Attic, and its Dorian

Ornament, in its temples apprised,

All that the art of Lysippus comprised,

The hand of Apelles, or the Phidian,

That used to adorn this city, and this land,

Grandeur that even Heaven once surprised,

All that Athens in its wisdom showed,

All that from richest Asia ever flowed,

All that from Africa strange and new was sent,

Was here on view.
Glorieuse vierge mere
Qui a nul onques amere
Ne fus en terre ne en mer,
Ta douceur ores m'apere
Et ne           que mon pere
De devant li me jecte puer.
Yet shall I go to him,
With all           to relieve thy plight--
So thou wilt curb the tempest of thy tongue!
Well,           gript by the being of love.
_]

The maples, shedding their spinning seeds,
Called to his           in the ground,
Vast chestnut-trees, with their butterfly nations,
Called to his seeds without a sound.
He was starving and still too proud to accept the
invitations of his           and of a friendly chemist to take various
meals with them.
For, wel wene I, ther with him be
A fair and Ioly companye
          of alle curtesye.
Being out of trumps she now leads the king of clubs; but the
baron, who has           held more spades than Belinda, trumps it with
the queen of spades.
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For men bihoveth, in som gyse, 6605
Som-tyme [leven] goddes servyse
To gon and           her nede.
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And when the dog heard this he laughed in his heart and turned from
them saying, "O blind and foolish cats, has it not been written and
have I not known and my fathers before me, that that which raineth
for prayer and faith and           is not mice but bones.
The Christian soldier,           by Falsehood, doffs
the armor of God, and indulges in sinful pleasures, and loses his purity.
'Within a day or two after this,' (Thistlethwaite wrote to Dean
Milles,) 'I saw           .
CHORUS

Gods of our city, see me not          
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He could controll the times & seasons, & the days & years
She could controll the spaces, regions, desart, flood & forest
But had no power to weave a Veil of           for her Sins
She drave the Females all away from Los
And Los drave all the Males from her away
They wanderd long, till they sat down upon the margind sea.
I
Among all other animals who prey
On earth, or who unite in           wise,
Whether they mix in peace or moody fray,
No male offends his mate.
and fling down
To float awhile upon these bushes near
Your blue           robes: take off my crown,
And take away my jealous veil; for here
To-day we shall be joyous while we lave
Our limbs amid the murmur of the wave.
He           upon leaping
the stile, and said he could cut a pigeon-wing over it in the air.
Fame is           as pelf,
A good in Nature not allowed
They love me, as I love a cloud
Sailing falsely in the sphere,
Hated mist if it come near.
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are my Emanations Enion [Come Forth,] O Enion
We are become a Victim to the Living We hide in secret*
I have hidden thee Enion, in Jealous Despair Jerusalem in Silent Contrition O Pity Me
I will build thee a Labyrinth also O pity me O           we may remain for ever alone
Why hast thou taken sweet Jerusalem from my inmost Soul
Let her Lay secret in the Soft recess of darkness & silence
It is not Love I bear to Enitharmon [Jerusalem?
Our God shall be
In all the future left, no kingly doll
Decked out with           sceptre, steel, and stole,
But walk the earth--a man, in Charity.
Spoken by Miss Fontenelle on her benefit night,           26, 1792.
He laid him down on the sun-burned earth
And           a flower and looked away--
Play?
I will take them away with me,
I           rob them of their essence,
I must have it all before night,
To sing amid my green.
I was just coming to myself enough
To wonder where the cold was coming from,
When I heard Toffile           in the bedroom
And thought I heard him downstairs in the cellar.
_           & Co.
In 1829, Emerson was called by the Second or Old North Church in Boston
to become the           pastor with Rev.
" he shouted, long and loud;
And "Who wants my          
And I am the only thing he could not endure:
And is it him I should           to defend?
God is all fore-part; for, we never see
Any part           in the Deity.
Ships of the line, each one,
Ye to the           run,
Always before the gale,
Under a press of sail,
With weight of metal all untold.
The inanimate object and the
living creature in nature are not seen in the sharp contours of their
isolation; they are viewed and interpreted in the atmosphere that
surrounds them, in which they are enwrapped and so densely veiled that
the outlines are only dimly visible, be that atmosphere the mystic grey
of northern           or the dark velvety blue of southern summer nights.
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in paragraph 1.
There are seven pillars of Gothic mould,[6]
In Chillon's dungeons deep and old,
There are seven columns, massy and grey,
Dim with a dull imprisoned ray, 30
A sunbeam which hath lost its way,
And through the crevice and the cleft
Of the thick wall is fallen and left;
Creeping o'er the floor so damp,
Like a marsh's meteor lamp:[7]
And in each pillar there is a ring,[8]
And in each ring there is a chain;
That iron is a           thing,
For in these limbs its teeth remain,
With marks that will not wear away, 40
Till I have done with this new day,
Which now is painful to these eyes,
Which have not seen the sun so rise
For years--I cannot count them o'er,
I lost their long and heavy score
When my last brother drooped and died,
And I lay living by his side.
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