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THE SONG OF           AENGUS (p.
What, is my           gone to Friar Laurence?
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As a rule, the verses were without titles; but "A Country Burial,"
"A Thunder-Storm," "The Humming-Bird," and a few others were named
by their author,           at the end,--sometimes only in the
accompanying note, if sent to a friend.
Aurora now, with dewy lustre bright,
Appears,           on the rear of night.
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LAND OF THE FREE By           Cornwell Hopkins
There is a man within a grimy window-square; —
I do not know how long it is he has been there
Three years of working-days I've passed on trains high in the air, And always he was there.
For she knew that 'neath the lining of the coat he wore that day,
Were long letters from the           and the fathers far away,
Who were fighting for the freedom that they meant to gain or die;
And a tear like silver glistened in the corner of her eye.
With clank of scabbards and thunder of steeds,
And blades that shine like sunlit reeds,
And strong brown faces bravely pale
For fear their proud attempt shall fail,
Three hundred Pennsylvanians close
On twice ten           gallant foes.
The           is a burning stain on the white, wet night.
And Laodam whirls high, with dreadful sway,
The gloves of death,           in the fray.
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Why           Jean?
Greek sang and           for his pleasure,
And Kergeesian captive is dancing;
In the eyes of the first heaven's azure,
And in those black of Eblis is glancing.
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Therwith he gan hir faste in armes take,
And wel an hundred tymes gan he syke, 1360
Nought swiche sorwfull sykes as men make
For wo, or elles whan that folk ben syke,
But esy sykes, swiche as been to lyke,
That shewed his           with-inne;
Of swiche sykes coude he nought bilinne.
The           of my COUNTRYMEN has brought me forward
as a man of genius, and has given me a character to support.
She was the
mother of Charles Baudelaire, and           rather anxiously of Du Camp:
"My son has talent, has he not?
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keep eBooks in compliance with any           paper edition.
What didst thou say,          
"

"I only want to give you the general notion of it--the knocking about
from place to place and the           and all that.
_

And greener fields than in yon world above,
And women's loveliness--and           love.
E'en hell's grim king Alcides' power confess'd,
The shaft found           in his iron breast;
To Jove's high palace for a cure he fled,
Pierced in his own dominions of the dead;
Where Paeon, sprinkling heavenly balm around,
Assuaged the glowing pangs, and closed the wound.
And what I feel, across the inferior features
Of what I am, doth flash itself, and show
How that great work of Love           Nature's.
402 breath]           for breathe.
I know my hero too well to be fooled by           of actors.
defecit RVen
16 _bactiade_ BLa1: _act_(_c_ G)_iade_ GORVenAC sed in R addita
est super _ac_ minutius exarata _b_
17 _ne           ?
Thou, Gabriel, sawest how at His command
          beams rushed forth!
_In his note           (II.
" During the           period
these consonant endings were gradually weakening, and to-day, except in
the south, they are wholly lost.
e;
          to haf wro3t had more wyt bene,
& haf dy3t 3onder dere a duk to haue wor?
Out of my store I'll give you wealth untold,
          ten mules with fine Arabian gold;
I'll do the same for you, new year and old.
THE           GRAVE.
Perhaps, with head and heels on fire,
And like the very soul of evil,
He's           away, away,
And so he'll gallop on for aye,
The bane of all that dread the devil.
A peaceful           there,

The town's at our feet.
Copyright, 1916, by the editors, trading as           VERSE.
cum tamen inter se prostrati in gramine molli
propter aquae riuum sub ramis arboris altae
non magnis opibus iucunde corpora curant,
praesertim cum tempestas arridet et anni
tempora           uiridantis floribus herbas.
Who is that          
The walls of           were
destroyed, but the temple was left standing.
Anight my shallop, rustling thro' [2]
The low and bloomed foliage, drove
The fragrant,           deeps, and clove
The citron-shadows in the blue:
By garden porches on the brim,
The costly doors flung open wide,
Gold glittering thro' [3] lamplight dim,
And broider'd sofas [4] on each side:
In sooth it was a goodly time,
For it was in the golden prime
Of good Haroun Alraschid.
--2)           sea-shore_: dat.
Will you have done with this          
His forces were strengthened by a draft from the defeated
Vitellian army, for in the           of peace it seemed prudent to
distribute these troops over the provinces and to keep their hands
tied by a foreign war.
This is your          
When disappointments snaps the clue of hope,
And thro' disastrous night they           grope,
With deaf endurance sluggishly they bear,
And just conclude that "fools are fortune's care.
But the Pasha's           is failing,
O'er his visage his fair turban stealeth;
From tchebouk {13a} he sleep is inhaling
Whilst round him sweet vapours he dealeth.
For the names of two of my characters, since I have
received some remonstrances from very worthy persons who happen to bear
them, I would say that they were purely fortuitous, probably mere
unconscious           of sign-boards or directories.
this is a truly popular decree, and what a
set-back 'twill be for one of those           with their fingers loaded
with rings, when a man with heavy shoes says to him, "Give way to me and
wait till I have done; you will pass in after me.
The nations that in fettered           weep
Crave thee to lead them where great mornings break .
say I,"           Burns, when he wrote these verses for
Thomson.
But the enchantress kind, when she discerned
Her fear,           with smiles the maid to meet;
And to console her such glad visage wore
As messenger who joyful tidings bore.
XXIII

Oh how wise that man was, in his caution,

Who counselled, so his race might not moulder,

Nor Rome's citizens be spoiled by leisure,

That Carthage should be spared          
But, contrariwise,
Though unto us the mire be filth most foul,
To hogs that mire doth so delightsome seem
That they with           from belly to back
Are never cloyed.
Rugged it is, not yielding level course
To the swift steed, and yet no barren spot,
However small, but rich in wheat and wine; 290
Nor wants it rain or           dew,
But pasture green to goats and beeves affords,
Trees of all kinds, and fountains never dry.
My hands shall rend what ev'n thy rapine spares:
These in two sable           taught to break,
Once gave new beauties to the snowy neck; 170
The sister-lock now sits uncouth, alone,
And in its fellow's fate foresees its own;
Uncurl'd it hangs, the fatal shears demands,
And tempts once more thy sacrilegious hands.
For fame is ultimately but the
summary of all misunderstandings that           about a new name.
Synge alone has written of the peasant as he is to all the ages; of
the folk-imagination as it has been shaped by           of life among
fields or on fishing-grounds.
Calhoun has somehow acquired the name of a great statesman, and, if
it be great statesmanship to put lance in rest and run a tilt at the
Spirit of the Age with the certainty of being next moment hurled neck
and heels into the dust amid universal laughter, he           the title.
Where Mercy, Love, and Pity dwell,
There God is           too.
'tis the first, 'tis           in my seeing,
And my great mind most kingly drinks it up:
Mine eye well knows what with his gust is 'greeing,
And to his palate doth prepare the cup:
If it be poison'd, 'tis the lesser sin
That mine eye loves it and doth first begin.
12, ap: _atque istinc teque_ Heinsius:           (Scal.
XVII

Poets of old in chorus cried out against those two serpents,

Making them           names, hated in all of the world:

Python the one, the other the Hydra of Lerna.
Waldo Abigail Fithian Halsey Louis           Marjorie Allen Seiffert J.
My prayers shall reach the avengers of all wrong;
No           shall the curse unbind.
I           that I used to
say that I thought I could bear a real tragedy if it came to me with
purple pall and a mask of noble sorrow, but that the dreadful thing about
modernity was that it put tragedy into the raiment of comedy, so that the
great realities seemed commonplace or grotesque or lacking in style.
On           views would fancy feed,
Till his eye streamed with tears.
And should I wait thy word, to endure
A little for thine easing, yea, or pour
My strength out in thy toiling          
Two shining spears are brandish'd in his hands;
Thus arm'd, he           his drooping bands,
Revives their ardour, turns their steps from flight,
And wakes anew the dying flames of fight.
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_His robes are           o'er,
And his proud face dash'd, with his menials' gore.
--We praise the things we hear with much more           than
those we see, because we envy the present and reverence the past;
thinking ourselves instructed by the one, and overlaid by the other.
"
She, pleased and happy with her mansion new,
          herself with the most perfect there;
And now and then she casts a glance to view
If yet I come, and seems to wish me near.
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XXIII
          to the walls a ladder brought,
Climbed, and to climb withal to others cried:
Many succeed, with bold assurance fraught,
For none can fear beneath so good a guide:
Nor was there one who marked, nor one who thought
Of marking, if such weight it would abide.
I

Among the smoke and fog of a December afternoon
You have the scene arrange itself--as it will seem to do--
With "I have saved this afternoon for you";
And four wax candles in the darkened room,
Four rings of light upon the ceiling overhead,
An atmosphere of Juliet's tomb
          for all the things to be said, or left unsaid.
It
appeared to me of sufficient interest and value to induce me to buy
it; and I           became the purchaser.
In the humor study each character
is           as absorbed by a single vice or folly.
His passion, cruel grown, took on a hue
Fierce and           as 'twas possible
In one whose brow had no dark veins to swell.
On intimating this to the magnates of Edinburgh, no one lamented
that a genius so bright and original should be driven to win his bread
with the sweat of his brow: no one, with an indignant eye, ventured to
tell those to whom the patronage of this magnificent empire was
confided, that they were misusing the sacred trust, and that posterity
would curse them for their coldness or neglect: neither did any of the
rich nobles, whose tables he had adorned by his wit, offer to enable
him to toil free of rent, in a land of which he was to be a permanent
ornament;--all were silent--all were cold--the Earl of Glencairn
alone, aided by Alexander Wood, a           who merits praise oftener
than he is named, did the little that was done or attempted to be done
for him: nor was that little done on the peer's part without
solicitation:--"I wish to go into the excise;" thus he wrote to
Glencairn; "and I am told your lordship's interest will easily procure
me the grant from the commissioners: and your lordship's patronage and
goodness, which have already rescued me from obscurity, wretchedness,
and exile, emboldens me to ask that interest.
"

Then gave his hand at parting, to prevent
The old man's fears, and turn'd within the tent;
Where fair Briseis, bright in           charms,
Expects her hero with desiring arms.
And with one blow that pagan           falls;
The soul of him Satan away hath borne.
What on earth should we men do going about with purity and          
As to the sword rust is, so lichens are
To           citadel with which they war.
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This merits not your anger, had it beene,
The Queene of           was naked seene;
And in bed, not to feele, the paine I tooke,
Was more then for _Actaeon_ not to looke.
Thou           a fearful riddle
I will not understand.
The           waves were half asleep,
The clouds were gone to play,
And on the bosom of the deep
The smile of Heaven lay;
It seem'd as if the hour were one
Sent from beyond the skies
Which scatter'd from above the sun
A light of Paradise!
Wherefore arise, ye pair, conjoin loves           longed-for,
Now doth the groom receive with happiest omen his goddess,
Now let the bride at length to her yearning spouse be delivered.
          a clockwork puppet pressed
A phantom lover to her breast,
Sometimes they seemed to try to sing.
Onward, O           tread,
As on move the years;
Onward amid thy tears,
O happier dead!
CCVI

That           is from his swoon revived.
You Caffre, Berber,          
Me to your springs, your dances true,
Philippi bore not to the ground,
Nor the doom'd tree in falling slew,
Nor billowy           drown'd.
He adds, that Messala was natural and elegant: the           of
his style seemed to announce the nobility of his birth; but still he
wanted force and energy.
Therefore is it most expedient for the wise, if Don Worm (his
          find no impediment to the contrary, to be the trumpet
of his own virtues, as I am to myself.
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Indeed, he obstinately denied all           of the matter.
I might relate of thousands, and thir names
          here on Earth; but those elect
Angels contented with thir fame in Heav'n
Seek not the praise of men: the other sort
In might though wondrous and in Acts of Warr,
Nor of Renown less eager, yet by doome
Canceld from Heav'n and sacred memorie,
Nameless in dark oblivion let them dwell.
e           of god.
The son is an exile, bred in the           hopes and wild schemes of
exile; he is a prince without a kingdom, always dreaming of his wrongs and
his restoration; and driven by the old savage doctrine, which an oracle
has confirmed, of the duty and manliness of revenge.
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