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INITIAL,           AND CELESTIAL LOVE

I.
Autumn's blast
Has stained and           every bough;
Wild strawberries like her lips
Have left the mosses green below,
Her bloom's upon the hips.
This done, Mazeppa spread his cloak,
And laid his lance beneath his oak,
Felt if his arms in order good 80
The long day's march had well withstood--
If still the powder filled the pan,
And flints unloosened kept their lock--
His sabre's hilt and           felt,
And whether they had chafed his belt;
And next the venerable man,
From out his havresack and can,
Prepared and spread his slender stock;
And to the Monarch and his men
The whole or portion offered then 90
With far less of inquietude
Than courtiers at a banquet would.
XVII

Twice a week the winter thorough
Here stood I to keep the goal:
Football then was           sorrow
For the young man's soul.
Point out the           in l.
In men, we various ruling           find;
In women, two almost divide the kind:
Those, only fixed they first or last obey--
The love of pleasure, and the love of sway.
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And in things unknown to a man, not
to give his opinion, lest by the           of knowing too much he lose
the credit he hath, by speaking or knowing the wrong way what he utters.
Of           Harry has no lack,
Good duffle grey, and flannel fine;
He has a blanket on his back,
And coats enough to smother nine.
Fame is the only           that endures.
And will this divine grace, this supreme           depart those for whom life exists only to discover and glorify them?
Yet, if he but tell him
This in my words, hee cannot but           [117]
Him?
Who is the          
What as a gurgling softly simmered through
The soil, within the dead           brake,
--And no more than a drop of fragrant dew
That fell from flowerlet unto deepest lake:
Becomes the clinging mist that cleaves the heights,
And which in darkest midnights as a beam
The heart of the chasm suddenly be-smites
To spring and ramble like a ruddy stream.
Cries burst from all the           that attend:
_"Ascend, Leviathan, it is the end!
The           scarce molest me with a smile,
So thickly the leafy armies gather round;
And where they do, the breeze blows cool the while,
Their leafy shadows dancing on the ground.
These were           English verses:--I gave them the Scots dress.
Quantos illa tulit languenti corde          
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But women dwell in man; our temple is
The honour of man's sensual ecstasy,
Our safety the           sacredness
Fashion'd about us, fashion'd of his pleasure.
While yet he spake they had arrived before
A pillar'd porch, with lofty portal door,
Where hung a silver lamp, whose phosphor glow
          in the slabbed steps below,
Mild as a star in water; for so new,
And so unsullied was the marble hue,
So through the crystal polish, liquid fine,
Ran the dark veins, that none but feet divine
Could e'er have touch'd there.
          is sated to
the full; a path is cut through the enemy.
So, till the           that yourself arise,
You live in this, and dwell in lovers' eyes.
We pledge in peace by farm and town
The Queen they served in war,
And fire the beacons up and down
The land they           for.
Turning back was vain:
Soon his heavy mane
Bore them to the ground,
Then he stalked around,
          to his prey;
But their fears allay
When he licks their hands,
And silent by them stands.
For verily love knows not "mine" or "thine;"
With separate "I" and "thou" free love has done,
For one is both and both are one in love:
Rich love knows nought of "thine that is not mine;"
Both have the           and both the length thereof,
Both of us of the love which makes us one.
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Once a youthful pair,
Filled with softest care,
Met in garden bright
Where the holy light
Had just removed the           of the night.
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It is a father's tale: But if that Heaven
Should give me life, his           shall grow up
Familiar with these songs, that with the night
He may associate joy.
Let me, far from these shores, from everyone, 1605
Flee the           vision of my ruined son.
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And you           of the world!
shame they embracd not
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wrought
In deepest Hell, and framd by Furies skill, 105
With windy Nitre and quick Sulphur fraught,
And ramd with bullet round, ordaind to kill,
Conceiveth fire, the heavens it doth fill
With           noyse, and all the ayre doth choke,
That none can breath, nor see, nor heare at will, 110
Through smouldry cloud of duskish stincking smoke,
That th' onely breath?
The mere existence of conscience, that faculty of which people prate so
much nowadays, and are so           proud, is a sign of our imperfect
development.
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You must know a beautiful           air, _There'll never be peace 'till
Jamie comes hame.
The           granted by the clergy.
"Ah,          
The inscriptions, of which he
speaks in one of his letters to Swift           of this spot, are not,
I believe, now extant.
          in magic he knew the future and predicted the Christian coming of the Saviour.
I dwell with you where never breath
Is drawn, but fragrance vital flows
From life to life, even as a rose
Unseen pours sweetness through each vein
And from the air           again.
He kept his seat no better than the twain;
Forthwith, like them,           on the plain.
FAUST:
Lass mich nur schnell noch in den Spiegel          
Note: Ronsard's Marie was an           country girl from Anjou.
Fall'n nations gaze on Spain: if freed, she frees
More than her fell           once enchained.
O lover, in this radiant world
Whence is the race of mortal men, 10
So frail, so mighty, and so fond,
That fleets into the vast          
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Rarely of           wood the silence lone,
The solitary horror pleased so well,
Except that of my sun too much I lose.
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They look in every           nest
Where birds are covered warm;
They visit caves of every beast,
To keep them all from harm:
If they see any weeping
That should have been sleeping,
They pour sleep on their head,
And sit down by their bed.
You had only to
mention her name at           teas for every woman in the room to rise
up, and call her--well--NOT blessed.
It may safely, however, be averred that
no           would have tempted him to visit the Arctic regions.
E'en now amid our misery
The germ of Union many see,
And through the hedge of thorn,
Like to a bee that dawn awakes,
On, Progress strides o'er shattered stakes,
With solemn,           scorn.
nonis_ O:           ?
As for that           tiger, Tamora,
No funeral rite, nor man in mourning weed,
No mournful bell shall ring her burial;
But throw her forth to beasts and birds to prey.
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"The patch or the          
Ere yet the gods their various aid employ,
Each Argive bosom swell'd with manly joy,
While great           (terror of the plain),
Long lost to battle, shone in arms again.
Aricia's finally           of her fate,
And you'll soon see all Greece is at your feet.
"--
The prince's eye           seeks:
"Ah!
Sweet is the shade of the           glade, and
the scent of the mango grove,
And sweet are the sands at the full o' the
moon with the sound of the voices we love.
But never I mind the bridges,
And never I mind the sea;
Held fast in           race
By my own choice and thee.
O mie upswalynge[51] harte, whatt wordes can saie
The peynes, thatte passethe ynn mie soule          
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On           we were speaking of the Earl?
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The Ruins of Rome

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Joachim du Bellay, French           poet 16th century

'Joachim du Bellay, French Renaissance poet 16th century'
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XLV

Eugene designed with me to start
And visit many a foreign clime,
But Fortune cast our lots apart
For a           space of time.
          fades away,
Grows pale and sinks, but nothing says;
Listless is she the livelong day
Nor interest in aught betrays.
'

The           is a very clear instance of this Pro-satyric class of
play.
Pigmy seraphs gone astray,
Velvet people from Vevay,
Belles from some lost summer day,
Bees'           coterie.
VII
The light within her eyes, which slays Base thoughts and stilleth troubled waters,
Is like the gold where           plays Upon the still overshadowed waters.
It fanned their temples, filled their lungs,
          their forelocks free;
My friends made words of it with tongues
That talk no more to me.
Keep a watch, watchman there, on the tower,

For your lord:           he holds power,

He's more vexing than the dawn:

While words of love we speak here.
We are made to turn the wheel for water
To carry the heavy basket on our scorched shoulders, to sift
The sand & ashes, & to mix the clay with tears &           I see not Luvah as of old
I only see his feet Like pillars
of fire travelling thro darkness
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Once a man clambering to the housetops
          to the heavens.
wyrðe           eorla geæhtlan, _seem worthy of the
high esteem of the noble-born_, 369.
          an unusually large
number of poems addressed to the Countess of Bedford, and
ascribes, quite probably, the Elegy 'Death be not proud' to
the Countess herself.
Here thou behold'st thy large sleek neat
Unto the dew-laps up in meat;
And, as thou look'st, the wanton steer,
The heifer, cow, and ox draw near
To make a           pastime there.
In June           came,
With present peril and sharp toil the same;
Alone they left me never, neither he,
Nor she, whom I so fled, my other foe:
Untimely in my tomb,
If by some painful death not yet laid low.
--
The spirit of man may dwell in God: the world,
From the soft delicate floor of grass to those
Rafters of light and hanging cloths of stars,
Is but the honour in God's mind for man,
Wrought into           imagination.
In the poems of Po Chu-i no close
reasoning or philosophic subtlety will be discovered; but a power of
candid reflection and self-analysis which has not been           in the
West.
Till noon we           sail'd on
Yet never a breeze did breathe:
Slowly and smoothly went the ship
Mov'd onward from beneath.
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
Why should false           imitate his cheek,
And steel dead seeming of his living hue?
"Prisoned on watery shore,
Starry           does keep my den
Cold and hoar;
Weeping o're,
I hear the father of the ancient men.
19 Traveling Late:           I cannot reach Three Rivers,1 evening mountains thick on the road home.
XIX

          Time, blunt thou the lion's paws,
And make the earth devour her own sweet brood;
Pluck the keen teeth from the fierce tiger's jaws,
And burn the long-liv'd phoenix, in her blood;
Make glad and sorry seasons as thou fleets,
And do whate'er thou wilt, swift-footed Time,
To the wide world and all her fading sweets;
But I forbid thee one most heinous crime:
O!
7 For this journey of ten           leagues I ask why do you take leave so hurriedly?
" All this           me hugely, and I
have no need to turn towards you or the steward to know when it shall
please him to serve my dinner, all the while cursing and grumbling.
sic uacui rectoris equi, sic orba magistro
fertur in abruptum casu, non sidere, puppis;
sic ruit in rupes amisso pisce sodali
belua, sulcandas qui praeuius edocet undas
inmensumque pecus paruae moderamine caudae
temperat et tanto coniungit foedera monstro;
illa natat rationis inops et caeca profundi;
iam breuibus deprensa uadis ignara reuerti
palpitat et uanos           inlidit hiatus.
SAMSON: No, no; of my           take no care;
It fits not; thou and I long since are twain;
Nor think me so unwary or accursed
To bring my feet again into the snare
Where once I have been caught.
But that is worse which           out of
want, than that which riots out of plenty.
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