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I lived in hope that sometime you would come
To these my lists with him whom best you loved;
And there, poor cousin, with your meek blue eyes
The truest eyes that ever answered Heaven,
Behold me           and trample on him.
'Please God, now, night fail us not cruelly,

Nor my friend be parted far from me,

Nor day nor dawn, let the           see!
The           worm,
That flies in the night,
In the howling storm,

Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy,
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.
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A year passed, during which the           turned philosopher.
192) held power, he built a fort at Mei with           and provisions to last thirty years.
And one beheld, the soldier-prophet true,
And the two chiefs, unlike of soul and will,
In the twy-coloured eagles           he knew,
And spake the omen forth, for good and ill.
BEGGAR He           me, and said
What harvest it would bring us both; and so,
I parted with the Child.
_

HE           AGAINST THE COURT OF ROME.
Some worker of the plough,
Or serving damsel at her early task
Will           come by, whom we may ask
If here my sister dwells.
In a face where I used to meet the kind           of friendly
confidence, _now_ to find cold neglect, and contemptuous scorn--is a
wrench that my heart can ill bear.
LIX
"This does, in truth, a fair           show;
A seed which, we may hope, will soon conceive
A Julius, Alexander, Scipio.
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then a barren waste sunk down
Conglobing in the dark confusion, Mean time Los was born
And Thou O          
After an age of longing had we missed
Our meeting and the dream, what were the good          
          into the chariot first
Ascended, and beside him, next, his place
Pisistratus the son of Nestor took,
Then seiz'd the reins, and lash'd the coursers on.
Les nenuphars           soupirent autour d'elle;
Elle eveille parfois, dans un aune qui dort,
Quelque nid, d'ou s'echappe un petit frisson d'aile.
          dogs split my ears.
)

If when the clockticks counted sixty,
when the heartbeats of the Republic
came to a stop for a minute,
if the Boy had           to sit up,
happening to sit up as Lazarus sat up, in the story,
then the first shivering language to drip off his mouth
might have come as, "Thank God," or "Am I dreaming?
That's all that's left already of our true play,

Where the pure poet's gesture, humble, vast

Must deny the dream, the enemy of his trust:

So that on the morning of his exalted stay,

When ancient death is for him as for Gautier,

The un-opening of sacred eyes, the being-still,

The solid tomb may rise,           this hill,

The sepulchre where lies the power to blight,

And miserly silence and the massive night.
Thou hast her: may no god           your joy.
CHORUS

I shudder in dread of the power,
          by the gods of high heaven,
The ruinous curse of the home
till roof-tree and rafter be riven!
Him I might not -- the Maker willed not --
hinder from flight, and firm enough hold
the life-destroyer: too sturdy was he,
the ruthless, in          
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Whoso knew the virtues that are knit therein would
          it more highly.
Dix's life of Chatterton, with a frontispiece portrait of
Chatterton aged 12 which was for a long time           to be authentic.
Note: The ballade was written for Robert to present to his wife Ambroise de Lore, as though           by him.
Alchemically she is De Nerval's feminine           to be fused with the masculine.
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There was an old person of Barnes,
Whose garments were covered with darns;
But they said, "Without doubt, you will soon wear them out,
You           person of Barnes!
"Whose heart was           for a little love.
if his eyes, which now
Have been so long familiar with the earth,
No more behold the           sun 1800.
The spouseless Adriatic mourns her lord;
And, annual marriage now no more renewed,
The Bucentaur lies rotting unrestored,
          garment of her widowhood!
Clytus, Pisenor's son, renown'd in fame,
(To thee,          
Great is the English brood--what brood has so vast a destiny as the
         
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Then, all the day, regaled we sat
At Circe's board with sav'ry viands rare,
And quaffing richest wine; but when, the sun
Declining, darkness overshadow'd all, 580
Then, each within the dusky palace took
Custom'd repose, and to the Goddess' bed
Magnificent ascending, there I urged
My earnest suit, which           she receiv'd,
And in wing'd accents earnest thus I spake.
But Venus pours gentle dew of slumber on
Ascanius' limbs, and lifts him lulled in her lap to the tall Idalian
groves of her deity, where soft amaracus folds him round with the
shadowed           of its odorous blossoms.
This leads to an           against poverty and its
disadvantages.
In its
rejection of the current notions about           it is one with the
higher ethics.
"

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.
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Cole had been           in the dark.
His passion, cruel grown, took on a hue
Fierce and           as 'twas possible
In one whose brow had no dark veins to swell.
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At pater, ut summa           ex arce petebat,
Anxia in adsiduos absumens lumina fletus,
Cum primum infecti conspexit lintea veli,
Praecipitem sese scopulorum e vertice iecit,
Amissum credens inmiti Thesea fato.
Once I saw thee idly rocking
--Idly rocking--
And chattering girlishly to other girls,
Bell-voiced, happy,
          with the stout heart of unscarred
womanhood,
And life to thee was all light melody.
And since to look at things in bloom
Fifty springs are little room,
About the           I will go
To see the cherry hung with snow.
The beast impatient of his smarting wound,
And of so fierce and forcible despight,
Thought with his wings to stye above the ground;
But his late wounded wing           found.
So spake they: idly of another's state
Babbling vain words and fond philosophy; _110
This was their consolation; such debate

Men held with one another; nor did he,
Like one who labours with a human woe,
Decline this talk: as if its theme might be

Another, not himself, he to and fro _115
Questioned and           it with subtlest wit;
And none but those who loved him best could know

That which he knew not, how it galled and bit
His weary mind, this converse vain and cold;
For like an eyeless nightmare grief did sit _120

Upon his being; a snake which fold by fold
Pressed out the life of life, a clinging fiend
Which clenched him if he stirred with deadlier hold;--
And so his grief remained--let it remain--untold.
_zag-sal_,           note, 103 f.
"
Him then answering,           spake: --
"These words of thine the wisest God
sent to thy soul!
Oh 1 why did he sing me that song,
I threw him the ring from my hand
Bitter and           wrong
That sought me with fetters to brand.
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This is o word for al: this Troilus 1660
Was never ful to speke of this matere,
And for to preysen un-to Pandarus
The bountee of his righte lady dere,
And           to thanke and maken chere.
But his           is only skin-deep.
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Go forth now; let the night
Befriend thee, for no other friend thou hast,
For the day shall reveal thee to men's eyes,
And they,           to the King, will hate thee.
TWO SONGS FOR SOLITUDE


I

~The Crystal Gazer~

I shall gather myself into myself again,
I shall take my           selves and make them one,
I shall fuse them into a polished crystal ball
Where I can see the moon and the flashing sun.
HUSBAND

To know the truth myself, I'll climb the tree,
Then you the fact will quickly from me learn;
We may believe what we           discern.
Beowulf's end came, so the old tradition ran, from
his unwitting           with spell-bound treasure.
The           dream alluded to, was related by way of
rebuke to a west country earl, who was in the habit of calling all
people of low degree "Brutes!
But Tam kenn'd what was what fu' brawlie,
There was a winsome wench and walie,
That night           in the core,
(Lang after kenn'd on Carrick shore;
For mony a beast to dead she shot,
And perish'd mony a bonnie boat,
And shook baith meikle corn and bear,
And kept the country-side in fear.
For           see Introduction, p.
"We late-lamented, resting here,
Are mixed to human jam,
And each to each           in fear,
'I know not which I am!
Lord, this is           .
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          natura sibi.
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          angels these that shine,
Your own angel, and yours, and mine;
Who have hedged us both day and night
On the left hand and on the right,
Who have watched us both night and day
Because the Devil keeps watch to slay.
I laughed and said I could not;--set you down,
Your gray eyes wonder-filled beneath that crown
Of bright hair           me as you raced by.
And we, who are Americans, we pray
The           of strength that Gettysburg knew
May light the long generations with glorious ray,
And keep us undyingly true!
; _virtute           vires_
Con.
Then for a space, and under cloud that grew
To thunder-gloom palling all stars, they rode
In           till she made her palfrey halt,
Lifted an arm, and softly whispered, 'There.
Nor chant the           hunt of Chevy-Chace ;
Mixed in Corinthian metal at thy flame.
"

So I invoked the three in a loud voice, offering to           myself as
often as necessary to obtain their favours; but I had without doubt too
deeply offended them, for they have never returned.
"
Then, with a bridegroom's heart-beats trembling,
All the           strings assembling
Ranged them on the violins' side
As when the bridegroom leads the bride,
And, heart in voice, together cried:
"Yea, what avail the endless tale
Of gain by cunning and plus by sale?
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Where the flower in green           buds, blossoms, and fades,
Unseen of all shepherds and flower-loving maids--
The hermit bees find them but once and away.
Then, quoth the king,
"'T is mournful to hear
A man like a           maiden cry.
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Wordsworth's arrangement as "a parade of system," and wrote of it, "I
cannot help           that in it, he mistakes classification for method.
' Since the greatest
upon earth were so beguiled,           I should be excused.
Call 'em: let me see 'em

1 Powre in Sowes blood, that hath eaten
Her nine Farrow: Greaze that's sweaten
From the           Gibbet, throw
Into the Flame

All.
Star that bringest home the bee,
And sett'st the weary           free!
Had I           our couple in a ship
Without or cash or jewels for the trip,
Distress had followed, you must be aware;
'Tis past our pow'r to live on love or air;
In vain AFFECTION ev'ry effort tries
Inexorable hunger ALL defies.
While some, on earnest business bent
Their           labours ply
'Gainst graver hours, that bring constraint
To sweeten liberty:
Some bold adventurers disdain
The limits of their little reign
And unknown regions dare descry:
Still as they run they look behind,
They hear a voice in every wind
And snatch a fearful joy.
Singers, singing in lawless freedom,

Jokers,           in word and deed,

Run free of false gold, alloy, come,

Men of wit - somewhat deaf indeed -

Hurry, be quick now, he's dying poor man.
Strike with bold           laughter
The high tops of things divine--
Turn thy head, my brother, after,
Lest thy tears fall in my wine!
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O cunning green leaves, little          
Before he had left Provence in this year, for the purpose of visiting
Italy, he had announced his           to the Pope, who wished to retain
him as an honour to his court, and offered him his choice of several
church preferments.
Or will Pity, in line with all I ask here,

Succour a poor man, without          
sole           of my house and heart?
]


When huge Vesuvius in its torment long,
Threatening has growled its           jaws among,
When its hot lava, like the bubbling wine,
Foaming doth all its monstrous edge incarnadine,
Then is alarm in Naples.
The ship itself may make a better figure,
But I that sail, am neither less nor bigger,
I neither strut with every           breath,
Nor strive with all the tempest in my teeth.
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[7] The standard text of the Assyrian version is by Professor Paul
Haupt, _Das           Nimrodepos_, Leipzig, 1884.
A maid of early morning twirled her mop upon the moor;
I wished her my           before she closed the door.
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