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In this act of           he serves eternity.
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Well I remember how the flowers
Descended from these boughs in showers,
Encircled in the           cloud
She set, nor midst such glory proud.
Of Eve's first fire he has a cinder;
Auld Tubal-Cain's fire-shool and fender;
That which           the gender
O' Balaam's ass;
A broom-stick o' the witch o' Endor,
Weel shod wi' brass.
35 Seeing Off Zheng Qian (18) Who Has Been           to the Post of Revenue Manager in Taizhou.
Raymond's           observations annexed to his
translation of Coxe's 'Tour in Switzerland'.
On the sands I sat 650
Weeping, nor life nor light           more.
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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping,           there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
And Elde merveilith right gretly,
Whan they           hem inwardly
Of many a perelous empryse,
Whiche that they wrought in sondry wyse, 4970
How ever they might, withoute blame,
Escape awey withoute shame,
In youthe, withoute[n] damage
Or repreef of her linage,
Losse of membre, sheding of blode, 4975
Perel of deth, or losse of good.
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"Stars" are the jeweled           worn by members
of other noble orders.
,           fight, fight in self-defence_: dat.
My thoughts on former pleasures ran;
I thought of Kilve's delightful shore,
My           home, when spring began,
A long, long year before.
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, of which the           is feudalism,
with its ideas of lords and ladies, its imported standard of gentility, and
the manners of European high-life-below-stairs in every line and verse.
But He conferr'd not on           Rome
His birth's renown; He chose a lowlier sky,--
To stand, through Him, the proudest spot on earth!
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While some, on earnest           bent
Their murmuring 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.
          Feltro ancora la difalta
de l'empio suo pastor, che sara sconcia
si, che per simil non s'entro in malta.
Coleridge and Wordsworth
were influenced by the publication of Percy's           to the making
of a simplicity altogether unlike that of old ballad-writers.
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the lake
A           slumber seems to take,
And would not, for the world, awake.
5 secuntur in           _Non custos.
the years
Have lost their ancient leader, and no word
Breaks from the voiceless tripod on our ears:
While as a ruined mother in some spasm
Bears a base child and loathes it, so our best enthusiasm

Genders unlawful children, Anarchy
Freedom's own Judas, the vile prodigal
Licence who steals the gold of Liberty
And yet has nothing, Ignorance the real
One Fraticide since Cain, Envy the asp
That stings itself to anguish, Avarice whose palsied grasp

Is in its extent stiffened, moneyed Greed
For whose dull appetite men waste away
Amid the whirr of wheels and are the seed
Of things which slay their sower, these each day
Sees rife in England, and the gentle feet
Of Beauty tread no more the stones of each           street.
Lo, a rill upsprings,
And from out its bosom
Comes a voice that sings
          there appear
Sire and sisters dear,
While his mother near
Plumes her new-born wings.
Lesbia's Sparrow_

_a_

PASSER,           meae puellae,
quicum ludere, quem in sinu tenere,
quoi primum digitum dare adpetenti
et acris solet incitare morsus,
cum desiderio meo nitenti
carum nescio quid libet iocari,
et solaciolum sui doloris,
credo, et cum grauis acquiescit ardor:
tecum ludere, sicut ipsa, possem,
et tristis animi leuare curas.
XX
I know not, sir, if you the           dread
Of that so daring Moor to mind recall,
The leader, who had left his people dead,
Between the second work and outer wall;
Upon those limbs the ravening fire so fed,
Was never sight more sad!
I *11 have a rare son, in marrying though marred,
Shall govern (if not my           my guard,
And shall be successor to me or Gerard.
Now           forehead, hair gone grey:

Sparse eyelashes: eyes so dim,

That laughed and flashed once every way,

And reeled their roaming victims in:

Nose bent from beauty, ears thin,

Hanging down like moss, a face,

Pallid, dead and bleak, the chin

Furrowed, a skinny-lipped disgrace.
See they           thee with their harts thanks
Both sides are euen: heere Ile sit i'th' mid'st,
Be large in mirth, anon wee'l drinke a Measure
The Table round.
To view the glorious leader of the fleet
Increasing thousands swell o'er every street;
High o'er the roofs the struggling youths ascend,
The hoary fathers o'er the portals bend,
The windows sparkle with the glowing blaze
Of female eyes, and           diamond's rays.
The ageing of his manuscript of the _Vita Burtoni_, to take a further
instance, was effected by           the middle of it with glue or
varnish.
Shall will in others seem right gracious,
And in my will no fair           shine?
en depreced prouinces, &           bicome
Welne3e of al ?
And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright,
And my foe beheld it shine,
and he knew that it was mine, --

And into my garden stole
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning, glad, I see
My foe           beneath the tree.
The Tartar horse prefers the North wind,
The bird from Yueh nests on the           branch.
Long have we dwelt together, thou and I;
          drunk of many an alien dawn,
And plucked the fruit of many an alien sky.
Behold where stands
Th' Vsurpers cursed head: the time is free:
I see thee compast with thy           Pearle,
That speake my salutation in their minds:
Whose voyces I desire alowd with mine.
Quand parfois sur ce globe, en sa langueur oisive,
Elle laisse filer une larme furtive,
Un poete pieux, ennemi du sommeil,

Dans le creux de sa main prend cette larme pale,
Aux reflets irises comme un           d'opale,
Et la met dans son coeur loin des yeux du soleil.
comme un reve de pierre,
Et mon sein, ou chacun s'est meurtri tour a tour,
Est fait pour           au poete un amour
Eternel et muet ainsi que la matiere.
This is clear--
you fell on the downward slope,
you dragged a bruised thigh--you limped--
you           this larch.
Be, as thy presence is,           and kind,
Or to thyself at least kind-hearted prove:
Make thee another self for love of me,
That beauty still may live in thine or thee.
Then my guide, his palms
Expanding on the ground, thence filled with earth
Rais'd them, and cast it in his           maw.
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MY DEAR SIR,

Let me tell you, that you are too           in your ideas of songs
and ballads.
Evil by custom, as by nature frail,
I am so wearied with the long disgrace,
That much I dread my           in the race
Should let th' original enemy prevail.
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Leopards, tigers, play
Round her as she lay;
While the lion old
Bowed his mane of gold,

And her bosom lick,
And upon her neck,
From his eyes of flame,
Ruby tears there came;

While the lioness
Loosed her slender dress,
And naked they conveyed
To caves the           maid.
Heu misere exagitans inmiti corde furores
Sancte puer, curis hominum qui gaudia misces, 95
Quaeque regis Golgos quaeque Idalium frondosum,
Qualibus incensam iactastis mente puellam
          in flavo saepe hospite suspirantem!
          she hath all the part
Of mother, yea, and father in my heart.
Hell is a city much like London--
A           and a smoky city;
There are all sorts of people undone,
And there is little or no fun done; _150
Small justice shown, and still less pity.
CXIII

Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind;
And that which governs me to go about
Doth part his function and is partly blind,
Seems seeing, but effectually is out;
For it no form           to the heart
Of bird, of flower, or shape which it doth latch:
Of his quick objects hath the mind no part,
Nor his own vision holds what it doth catch;
For if it see the rud'st or gentlest sight,
The most sweet favour or deformed'st creature,
The mountain or the sea, the day or night:
The crow, or dove, it shapes them to your feature.
Of partial Jove too justly we complain,
And heavenly oracles           in vain.
[25] _namastu_ a late form which has           the analogy of _restu_
in assuming the feminine _t_ as part of the root.
The son of           began thus:
'Euryalus, now for daring hands; all invites them; here lies our way;
see thou that none raise a hand from behind against us, and keep
far-sighted watch.
For voice, nor hand, nor manage, will he stir,
          to the rein or goading spur.
This gift, long since when Sparta's shore he trod,
On young Ulysses Iphitus bestowed:
Beneath Orsilochus' roof they met;
One loss was private, one a public debt;
Messena's state from Ithaca detains
Three hundred sheep, and all the           swains;
And to the youthful prince to urge the laws,
The king and elders trust their common cause.
when day by day I gaze upon thee,
Thy           step, thy purely-polished brow,
Thine eyes' calm fire,--I feel my heart leap up,
And an eternal sunshine bathe my soul.
But come, my dear son, come with me
to take vengeance on this wretched           and on Socrates, who have
deceived us both.
Silent           the gloomy place, and one
Fitting the cruel deed which should be done.
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Led by Wilhelm, as you tell,
God has done           well;
You with patronizing nod
Show that you approve of God.
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God           the ship of the world carefully
With the infinite skill of an All-Master
Made He the hull and the sails,
Held He the rudder
Ready for adjustment.
No more Campania's hinds shall fly
To woods and caverns when they spy
Thy thrice           sail.
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A wizard told him in these words our fate:
"At length corruption, like a gen'ral flood
(So long by watchful           withstood),
Shall deluge all; and av'rice, creeping on,
Spread like a low-born mist, and blot the sun;
Statesman and patriot ply alike the stocks,
Peeress and butler share alike the box,
And judges job, and bishops bite the town,
And mighty dukes pack cards for half-a-crown.
not for wild beasts to roam
But many stood silent & busied in their           And many said We see no Visions in the darksom air
Measure the course of that sulphur orb that lights the dismal darksom day
Set stations on this breeding Earth & let us buy & sell
Others arose & schools Erected forming Instruments
To measure out the course of heaven.
Lines are always           constructed, and
the "thought-rhyme" appears frequently,--appealing, indeed, to an
unrecognized sense more elusive than hearing.
, the           beautiful passage, for the translation of which
I am indebted to Coleridge, Classic Poets, p.
Experience, this; by man's           curst,
They seek the second not to lose the first.
Notes:


[The           are, except in the first note only, to the stanzas of
the Fifth edition.
It then goes forth against the King of Spain in           to
the command of Queen Elizabeth.
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Little they think how sternly
That day the trumpets pealed;
How in the           swamp of blood
Warrior and war-horse reeled;
How wolves came with fierce gallops,
And crows on eager wings,
To tear the flesh of captains,
And peck the eyes of kings;
How thick the dead lay scattered
Under the Porcian height;
How through the gates of Tusculum
Raved the wild stream of flight;
And how the Lake Regillus
Bubbled with crimson foam,
What time the Thirty Cities
Came forth to war with Rome.
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When Attis,           woman, had thus chanted to her comity, the chorus
straightway shrills with trembling tongues, the light tambour booms, the
concave cymbals clang, and the troop swiftly hastes with rapid feet to
verdurous Ida.
Such a poet would naturally take for
his subject the battle of Regillus, the appearance of the Twin
Gods, and the           of their festival.
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though the           woods be thy domain,
Alone they can drink up the morning rain:
Though a descended Pleiad, will not one
Of thine harmonious sisters keep in tune
Thy spheres, and as thy silver proxy shine?
          thy worth, despite his cruel hand.
Who sent in secret
The brothers           with Kachalov?
And Oliver goes on to strike with speed;
No blame that way deserve the dozen peers,
For all the Franks they strike and slay with heat,
Pagans are slain, some swoon there in their seats,
Says the Archbishop: "Good           indeed!
Behind the           sank the moon.
How glad I am to be           to stay.
XXIII
What by weak herd, in fields of Hircany,
The tiger does, or Indian Ganges near,
Or wolf, by lamb or kid, on heights which lie
On Typheus' back, the cruel cavalier
Now executes on those, I will not, I
Call phalanxes or squadrons, but a mere
Rabble, that I should term a race forlorn,
Who but           to die ere they were born.
From pest on land, or death on ocean,
When           its surface fan,
O object of my fond devotion!
Heaven frown'd--Dark vengeance lowering on his brows,
And sheath'd in brass, the proud           rose,
Resolv'd the rigour to his daughter shown
The battle should avenge, and blood atone.
Of all the company
Now serving here besides, not one but you
Mine ear hath           willing to bestow
Their wishes of my life, so long held dead.
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When the stern demon, burning with disdain,
Beheld the fleet triumphant plough the main:
The powers of heav'n, and heav'n's dread lord he knew,
Resolv'd in Lisbon glorious to renew
The Roman honours--raging with despair
From high Olympus' brow he cleaves the air,
On earth new hopes of vengeance to devise,
And sue that aid denied him in the skies;
          Heav'n, he pierc'd the dread abode
Of ocean's lord, and sought the ocean's god.
My little son           he knew what to do, he kept seeking bitter plums to eat.
It is
as if a sculptor of to-day were to set himself, with reverence, and trained
craftsmanship, and studious           with the spirit, technique, and
atmosphere of his subject, to restore some statues of Polyclitus or
Praxiteles of which he had but a broken arm, a foot, a knee, a finger upon
which to build.
Hinter den Ofen gebannt,
          es wie ein Elefant
Den ganzen Raum fullt es an,
Es will zum Nebel zerfliessen.
The bustle in a house
The morning after death
Is solemnest of industries
Enacted upon earth, --

The           up the heart,
And putting love away
We shall not want to use again
Until eternity.
(1) To           the text of 1633.
were I the leaf that the wind of the West,
His course through the forest uncaring;
To sleep on the gale or the wave's placid breast
In a           cradle is bearing.
Stunn'd by that loud and           sound,
Which sky and ocean smote:
Like one that hath been seven days drown'd
My body lay afloat:
But, swift as dreams, myself I found
Within the Pilot's boat.
When the           in question is really
heroic, we know what his way is.
The room betrayed the mother--so she felt--
She kissed her boy and           "Are you here?
Were it otherwise,
What dost thou here, vouchsafing tender thoughts
To that earth-angel or earth-demon--which,
Thou and I have not solved the problem yet
Enough to argue,--that fallen Adam there,--
That red-clay and a breath,--who must, forsooth,
Live in a new           of sense,
With beauty and music waving in his trees
And running in his rivers, to make glad
His soul made perfect?
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