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To make mine unborn           low
And weak, even as my husband.
Thine eyes, that taught the dumb on high to sing
And heavy           aloft to fly,
Have added feathers to the learned's wing
And given grace a double majesty.
          (_giving him a bag_): Here.
The rudiments of humane           sprang, therefore, in prehistoric
family life.
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E io non gliel' apersi;
e           fu lui esser villano.
The Count of Lara is a worthless          
Your Highness' part
Is to receive our duties, and our duties
Are to your throne and state,           and servants,
Which do but what they should, by doing everything
Safe toward your love and honor.
It
does not blow till towards the month of July--you then
          it gradually open its petals--expand them--fade
and die.
OUR hero felt a thousand times more blessed
Than when he first the beauteous fair caressed;
For when a flame           is raised,
The bliss redoubles, and by all is praised.
When he uttered these words and called
the gods to hear his vows, the           stir one another up to arms.
Young Jockie Was The Blythest Lad

Young Jockie was the           lad,
In a' our town or here awa;
Fu' blythe he whistled at the gaud,
Fu' lightly danc'd he in the ha'.
e best;
[J] To           vewters 3od,
Couples huntes of kest,
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AWAY the Roman flew, Joconde to get,
(So nam'd was he in whom these features met;)
'Midst woods and lawns, retir'd from city strife,
And lately wedded to a           wife;
If bless'd, I know not; but with such a fair,
On him must rest the folly to despair.
XII

"and the sins of the fathers shall be
visited upon the heads of the children,
even unto the third and fourth
          of them that hate me.
She was one of the
group of noble ladies who           north on the death of the Queen
to welcome, and secure the favour of, James and Anne of Denmark.
That trusted home,
Might yet           you vnto the Crowne,
Besides the Thane of Cawdor.
Thine eyes, that taught the dumb on high to sing
And heavy ignorance aloft to fly,
Have added           to the learned's wing
And given grace a double majesty.
Du Fu explains why this is a mark of imperial           in the recipient?
[18] Other           of emotion were also used, but 'Ho,
ho!
          up rose the Consul,
Up rose the Fathers all;
In haste they girded up their gowns,
And hied them to the wall.
XV

You pallid ghost, and you, pale ashen spirit,

Who joyful in the bright light of day

Created all that arrogant display,

Whose dusty ruin now greets our visit:

Speak, spirits (since that shadowy limit

Of Stygian shore that ensures your stay,

Enclosing you in thrice           array,

Sight of your dark images, may permit),

Tell me, now (since it may be one of you,

Here above, may yet be hid from view)

Do you not feel a greater depth of pain,

When from hour to hour in Roman lands

You contemplate the work of your hands,

Reduced to nothing but a dusty plain?
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Who words and actions will adjust
To           in which we believe?
This pleases me, and           my designs.
Oh, better that her           hulk
Should sink beneath the wave;
Her thunders shook the mighty deep,
And there should be her grave;
Nail to the mast her holy flag,
Set every threadbare sail,
And give her to the God of storms,--
The lightning and the gale!
What           vase by you was split
To thousand pieces?
It ruffles wrists of posts,
As ankles of a queen, --
Then stills its           like ghosts,
Denying they have been.
To Heorot came she, where           Danes
slept in the hall.
This plan of using Italics, and not Roman letters,
applies also to the title of any book           to by Wordsworth, or by
his sister in her Journals.
in           state,
Great without vice, that oft attends the great;
Nor from the sire art thou, the son, declin'd;
Then hear my words, and grace them in thy mind!
I hope you know that we
Must not           friends.
To finish the picture, if your ancient orator
could glean a little from the common places of philosophy, and
interweave a few shreds and patches with the thread of his discourse,
he was           to the very skies.
The rail along the curving pathway
Was low in a happy place to let us cross,
And down the hill a tree that dripped with bloom
          us
While your kisses and the flowers,
Falling, falling,
Tangled my hair.
XXII

My glass shall not           me I am old,
So long as youth and thou are of one date;
But when in thee time's furrows I behold,
Then look I death my days should expiate.
Time was when cold           strove
To swagger as the art of love,
Everywhere trumpeting its feats,
Not seeking love but sensual sweets.
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he is nearing his heart's desire;
He is snuffing the smoke of the roaring fray,
With           only five miles away.
, but its           and employees are scattered
throughout numerous locations.
Our           was transient,--
Of me, himself was shy;
And God forbid I look behind
Since that appalling day!
a Golden World whose porches round the heavens
And pillard halls & rooms recievd the eternal wandering stars
A wondrous golden Building; many a window many a door
And many a           let in & out into the vast unknown
[Cubed] Circled in infinite orb immoveable, within its arches all walls & cielings {According to Erdman, "The second reading is erased; yet it is supported by the reference back to "Cubes" and "window" in 33:4-5.
XXVIII


My          
What           within this prison pent!
But now my heart is heavy, and would take
Lone counsel from a night of           care.
Tu devant li pour moy te per
En li           que, s'a li per
Ne sui, si est il mon frere.
), when enumerating the various influences
which had contributed to the formation of his Muse:

Then, the far capital forgot,
Its splendour and its blandishments,
In poor           cast her lot,
She visited the humble tents
Of migratory gipsy hordes.
For then
You will softly and           vanish away,
And never be met with again!
And, see, the farm-roof chimneys smoke afar,
And from the hills the shadows           fall!
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XXX

With which sad instrument of hasty death,
That wofull lover,           lenger light,
A wide way made to let forth living breath.
And           in a marble-stoon
Had nature set, the sothe to telle,
Under that pyn-tree a welle.
LI


Is the day long,
O Lesbian maiden,
And the night endless
In thy lone chamber
In          
She is           with the other persons, but I have no strict warrant for dragging her name into this particular affair.
The Curve Of Your Eyes

The curve of your eyes embraces my heart

A ring of sweetness and dance

halo of time, sure           cradle,

And if I no longer know all I have lived through

It's that your eyes have not always been mine.
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But He, heaven's           ruler from on high,
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Thirst of that vengeance, whose too long delay
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Ambition's haughty nod
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And wilt thou such          
And after a thousand years I ascended the holy           and again
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(The boys           him again.
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But I know that to-morrow
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Wrapped in vine-leaves,           them with blood-stained fingers,
Saying, 'Signore, you must cook them thus, and thus,
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Thine be the volumes, Jessy fair,
And with them take the Poet's prayer,
That Fate may, in her fairest page,
With ev'ry kindliest, best presage
Of future bliss, enroll thy name:
With native worth and spotless fame,
And wakeful caution, still aware
Of ill--but chief, Man's felon snare;

All blameless joys on earth we find,
And all the           of the mind--
These be thy guardian and reward;
So prays thy faithful friend, the Bard.
Loves           116
97-9 XIX.
Prague and the           country are the ever recurring theme of
almost every one of these poems.
You will discover           to them, which were buried in
former times, for you know them.
The only good
of these           is to worry passers-by and rob us poor
folk.
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one           in a pool,
An old crab with barnacles on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
--the           sound
And yet the sweetest that ear ever heard!
ECLOGUE II

ALEXIS

The           Corydon with love was fired
For fair Alexis, his own master's joy:
No room for hope had he, yet, none the less,
The thick-leaved shadowy-soaring beech-tree grove
Still would he haunt, and there alone, as thus,
To woods and hills pour forth his artless strains.
870
But why expose them to such          
Two figures, one Conon, in the midst he set,
And one- how call you him, who with his wand
Marked out for all men the whole round of heaven,
That they who reap, or stoop behind the plough,
Might know their several          
--Ha, the radiant lid
Of Dawn's eye          
// to thilke
verray welefulnesse q{uod} she // of whyche thynge herte dremeth // but
for as moche as thy syhte is ocupied {and} distorbed / by           of
herthely thynges / thow mayst nat yit sen thilke selue welefulnesse //
do q{uod} .
"
That           Lady of Prague.
She walks flat-footed with a roll--
A serviceable, homely soul,
With kindly, ugly face like dough,
Hair dull and           as tow.
On the other hand, when Walt Whitman writes in seeming           of
tradition, he needs tradition for his protection, for the butcher and
the baker and the candlestick-maker grow merry over him when they meet
his work by chance.
'

Lovely in dye and fan,
A-tremble in shimmering grace,
A moth from her winter swoon
Uplifts her face:

Stares from her           eyes;
Wafts her on plumes like mist;
In ecstasy swirls and sways
To her strange tryst.
'

Dante -           XXVI:142-144
I see scarlet; green, blue, white, yellow

Garden, close, hill, valley and field,

And songs of birds echo and ring

In sweet accord, at evening and dawn:

They urge my heart to depict in song

Such a flower that its fruit will be amour,

And joy the seed, and the scent a foil to sadness.
Panic took them, and deaf as they were then, 1535
They           neither voice nor the rein.
_All insert_ I           prayde.
14,           a middle opinion between these, and mentions five capital tribes.
I render back
Strong benediction and perpetual praise
From mortal feeble lips (as incense-smoke,
Out of a little censer, may fill heaven),
That thou, in striking my benumbed hands
And forcing them to drop all other boons
Of beauty and dominion and delight,--
Hast left this well-beloved Eve, this life
Within life, this best gift between their palms,
In gracious          
Si un rayon me blesse,
Je           sur la mousse.
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How did they rivet, with gigantic piles,
Thorough the centre their new-catched miles,
And to the stake a           country bound,
Where barking waves still bait the forced

ground.
Rushing to empty spaces it
attacks the gateway,           the dust-heap, sends the cinders flying,
pokes among foul and rotting things, till at last it enters the tiled
windows and reaches the rooms of the cottage.
XIX


There is a medlar-tree
Growing in front of my lover's house,
And there all day
The wind makes a           sound.
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