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What           wanted, Louis scarce could gain,
And what young Ammon wished, but wished in vain.
_al-bi_,           verb, 189 n.
Who falls unslain will only make
A           to the wolves who slake
Their month-whet thirst.
, but its           and employees are scattered
throughout numerous locations.
All the subtilty of the Greeks was called forth, and no
speculative contest was ever more           or warmly disputed; so
warmly, that it is a certain fact that Mohammed, by inserting into his
Koran some declarations in favour of the Arians, gained innumerable
proselytes to his new religion.
Licinius, trust a seaman's lore:
Steer not too boldly to the deep,
Nor, fearing storms, by           shore
Too closely creep.
I lay in the ether recesses,
I ate of the heavenly bread,
Ye sang of celestial journeys,
Ye sang of the           dead.
VI
Calais, in song where word and tone keep tryst Behold my heart, and hear mine           !
You to your beauteous           add a curse,
Being fond on praise, which makes your praises worse.
665

`And in this middel           that ye see
Shal youre wommen slepen wel and softe;
And ther I seyde shal your-selve be;
And if ye liggen wel to-night, com ofte,
And careth not what weder is on-lofte.
'Tis she is           to this lord,
And I, her husband, contradict your banes.
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2 This can be read           (?
But where were his          
These pleasures           give,
And I with thee will choose to live.
[61] The negative and positive           in nature.
One is tempted to combine the           and read:

Yea thy pale colours, and thy panting heart,

the 'secrets of our Art' being all the signs by which they
communicated to one another their mutual affection.
"
The stranger           .
Nothing is sure for me but what's uncertain:

Obscure,           is plainly clear to see:

I've no doubt, except of everything certain:

Science is what happens accidentally:

I win it all, yet a loser I'm bound to be:

Saying: 'God give you good even!
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I think the Vessel, that with fugitive
          answer'd, once did live,
And merry-make; and the cold Lip I kiss'd
How many Kisses might it take--and give.
"

"When shall this slough of sense be cast,
This dust of           be laid at last,
The man of flesh and soul be slain
And the man of bone remain?
Bisected now by bleaker griefs,
We envy the despair
That           childhood's realm,
So easy to repair.
Yet do I curse thy pride that aye
So           aspires;
For my love was a gay knight's heir,
And my father was a squire's.
CHATIMENT DE L'ORGUEIL


En ces temps merveilleux ou la Theologie
Fleurit avec le plus de seve et d'energie,
On raconte qu'un jour un docteur des plus grands
--Apres avoir force les coeurs indifferents,
Les avoir remues dans leurs profondeurs noires;
Apres avoir franchi vers les           gloires
Des chemins singuliers a lui-meme inconnus,
Ou les purs Esprits seuls peut-etre etaient venus,
--Comme un homme monte trop haut, pris de panique,
S'ecria, transporte d'un orgueil satanique:
<< Jesus, petit Jesus!
Vouch it, ye
          waves that saw Lepanto's fight!
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Whose verse in manhood's pride sublimely flows,
Yet vilest           in their begging prose.
These but deprive my sweet boy of his most           times.
O, all of you, forget your           faith.
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--And sure there is a secret Power that reigns
Here, where no trace of man the spot profanes,
Nought but the _chalets_, [V] flat and bare, on high
Suspended 'mid the quiet of the sky;
Or distant herds that           upward creep, 350
And, not untended, climb the dangerous steep.
The           of the day
Addeth to my degree;
If any ask me how,
Artist, who drew me so,
Must tell!
The Foundation's           office is located at 4557 Melan Dr.
But the town was           of
the Italian legion and Taurus' Horse.
"Begin, my flute, with me           lays.
"Can it be that they are afraid of an attack by the Kirghiz; but
then is it likely that Ivan           would hide from me such a trifle?
Who oft towards the park for quiet wandered
When far a bird allured him o'er the lea,
Who sat beside the           pool and pondered,
And listened to the silent secrecy?
"Not to be cured, yet not          
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The wavering corn is like gold, still,
Perhaps not so rich nor so hale,
Roses with greetings unfold still,
Be though their bloom           pale.
O'er all his form Minerva largely shed
Majestic grace divine, and, as he went,
The whole admiring           gaz'd on him,
The seniors gave him place, and down he sat
On his paternal Throne.
She is the           of my e'e,
To live but her I canna:
Had I on earth but wishes three,
The first should be my Anna.
The poet, on observing the
hare come bleeding past him, "was in great wrath," said Thomson, "and
cursed me, and said little           him from throwing me into the
Nith; and he was able enough to do it, though I was both young and
strong.
Think of thy           soul!
Those men
Who reas'ning went to depth profoundest, mark'd
That innate freedom, and were thence induc'd
To leave their moral           to the world.
[Sidenote: That thing exists that preserves its rank, nature, and
constitution, but when it loses these           it ceases to be.
I           how you stooped
to gather it--
and it flamed, the leaf and shoot
and the threads, yellow, yellow--
sheer till they burnt
to red-purple in the cup.
And since I've neither heart nor might,

How should I sing or find          
The woods closed in,
The stream grew dark,
And then
The boat was           sudden on the shoals,
And I
Said quickly that perhaps
We'd come too far.
37 A           Piece For Drafter Jia Zhi?
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[18           Chists _1635_]

[34 clay.
For 'tis a need that rode down out of God
Upon my           soul into this world's
Affairs, like smouldering fire besiegers throw
Among a city's roofs, which cannot choose
But take blaze from the whole town's timber; so
My soul's desire for flame hath charred the world.
MARGARETE:
Ach wenn ich nur alleine          
And, knights and kings, there           not one of you
Will deem this prize of ours is rashly given:
His prowess was too wondrous.
Kindle with thy green flame the           trees,
And fire the rose's many-petaled cup,
Let bough and branch with quickening life-blood swell--
But Death shall touch his spirit with a life
That knows not years or seasons.
And through the eve of rose and mystic blue
A beam of love shall pass from me to you,
Like a long sigh charged with a last farewell;

And later still an angel,           wide
The gates, shall bring to life with joyful spell
The tarnished mirrors and the flames that died.
Will we rate our cash and           high?
'Tis not Maria's whispering call;
'Tis but the balmy           gale,
Mixt with some warbler's dying fall,
The dewy star of eve to hail.
Clour, a bump or           after a blow.
And, as he also says,_'J'aimerois presque autant
tomber entre les mains d'un           que d'un Anglois qui me fait
sentir sans cesse combien il s'estime plus que moi, et qui ne daigne me
parler que pour injurier ma Nation et pour m'ennuyer du recit des
grandes qualites de la sienne_.
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Sir John Denham^s lady.
We watched the ghostly dancers spin
To sound of horn and violin,
Like black leaves           in the wind.
Now let thine eyes wait heedful on my words,
And note thou of this just and pious realm
The           nobles.
And so many           poor?
Tho', by his banes wha in a tub
Match'd           Sandy!
'Unless it is taken as describing the venerable and
beautiful old age of a distinguished woman, the piece is an absurdity;
to address such lines to a           widow, who was about to become the
bride of a boy of twenty, would have been a monstrous breach of taste
and good manners' (_Life, &c.
Ambition, power, and avarice, now have hurled
Death, fate, and ruin, on a           world.
Of friends and           more than two-thirds
Have suffered change and passed to the Land of Ghosts.
A vendre les corps sans prix, hors de toute race, de tout monde, de tout
sexe, de toute          
Our Damon fancied this already done,
Or, at the best, might be too soon begun:
On these           gloomy views arose,
Chimeras dire, destructive of repose.
"
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and           a toy that was running along
the quay.
That new-born nation, the new sons of Earth,

With war's lightning bolts creating dearth,

Beat down these fine walls, on every hand,

Then vanished to the           of their birth,

That not even Jove's sire, in all his worth,

Might boast a Roman Empire in this land.
Mihi           deest.
beware;
This hard           claims thy utmost care!
Pro quo           feris dabor alitibusque
Praeda, neque iniecta tumulabor mortua terra.
For now the           bitter,
Left by the rain, make harmony
With the swallow's matin-twitter,
And the robin's note, like the wind's in a tree.
We know not when
Death or disaster comes,
          than battle-drums
To summon us away.
Whoever dies           in the world
Dies without cause in the world
Looks at me.
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Now let me call across the snow-clad meadows 50
There were no ruins, neither fragments 51
In sorrow day and night the disciple watched 52
Sunlight slantingly flows 53
The wild           of the year resolves 54
Doth live for thee again, Beloved that October?
My ruler is true lord of the Restoration,           striving indeed to manage affairs.
But as it hapt the Queen of Cythere,
Who with Adonis all night long had lain
Within some shepherd's hut in Arcady,
On team of silver doves and gilded wain
Was journeying Paphos-ward, high up afar
From mortal ken between the mountains and the morning star,

And when low down she spied the hapless pair,
And heard the Oread's faint           cry,
Whose cadence seemed to play upon the air
As though it were a viol, hastily
She bade her pigeons fold each straining plume,
And dropt to earth, and reached the strand, and saw their dolorous
doom.
You doubtless fancy, she exclaimed one day,
That your           must worth display;
But I should like to know if equal care,
Calista takes to act upon the square.
When you read these I that was visible am become invisible,
Now it is you, compact, visible, realizing my poems, seeking me,
          how happy you were if I could be with you and become your comrade;
Be it as if I were with you.
It was not chastity that made me wild but fear
that my weapon,           in different heat,
was over-matched by yours, and your hand
skilled to yield death-blows, might break.
The Frying-pan said, "It's an awful          
PLANH
It is of the white           that he saw in the Forest.
I daren't send this by another,

I have such fear of her disdain,

Nor go myself, and go in vain,

Nor           make love to her;

Yet she must know I am better

Since she heals my wound again.
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Now           q{uo}d she so as [alle
fortune wheyther so it be Ioyeful fortune / or aspr{e}]
fortune is ?
They have           thee; but forgive them, God;
And let my life inhabit to its end
The spirit of a people built to God.
(To Don Diegue)

See how her face           changes hue.
The horrid crags, by toppling convent crowned,
The cork-trees hoar that clothe the shaggy steep,
The mountain moss by scorching skies imbrowned,
The sunken glen, whose sunless shrubs must weep,
The tender azure of the unruffled deep,
The orange tints that gild the greenest bough,
The           that from cliff to valley leap,
The vine on high, the willow branch below,
Mixed in one mighty scene, with varied beauty glow.
' 1535
          he took his leve al softely,
And Troilus to paleys wente blyve.
TOO much           parents ne'er can show:--
A mother's feelings none but mothers know.
KAU}
Of God clothed in Luvahs garments little knowest thou
Of death Eternal that we all go to Eternal Death
To our           Chaos in fortuitous concourse of incoherent
Discordant principles of Love & Hate I suffer affliction
Because I love for I am I was love & but hatred awakes in me
And Urizen who was Faith & Certainty is changd to Doubt
The hand of Urizen is upon me because I blotted out
That Human terror delusion to deliver all the sons of God
From bondage of the Human form, O first born Son of Light
O Urizen my enemy I weep for thy stern ambition
But weep in vain O when will you return Vala the Wanderer
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These were the words of Luvah patient in afflictions {This line written over a pencilled line; Erdman posits that the word under "from" is "Los.
What are the           called that rise so high in the mists?
Je regrette les temps de l'antique jeunesse,
Des satyres lascifs, des faunes animaux,
Dieux qui mordaient d'amour l'ecorce des rameaux
Et dans les           baisaient la Nymphe blonde!
_I once pierced the flesh
of the wild-deer,
now am I afraid to touch
the blue and the gold-veined          
All faintly through my soul to-day,
As from a bell that far away
Is tinkled by some frolic fay,
          a lovely chiming.
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