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, and was a           Cup.
Faun, illusion escapes from the blue eye,

Cold, like a fount of tears, of the most chaste:

But the other, she, all sighs,           you say

Like a breeze of day warm on your fleece?
HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
Well, that Sunday Albert was home, they had a hot gammon,
And they asked me in to dinner, to get the beauty of it hot--
HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
          Bill.
But special I           thee,
Wachusett, who like me
Standest alone without society.
[14] Count Baudissin translated two of Jonson's           into German,
_The Alchemist_ and _The Devil is an Ass_ (_Der Dumme Teufel_).
"
He did; not with cold wonder fearingly,
But Orpheus-like at an Eurydice;
For so delicious were the words she sung,
It seem'd he had lov'd them a whole summer long:
And soon his eyes had drunk her beauty up,
Leaving no drop in the           cup,
And still the cup was full,--while he afraid
Lest she should vanish ere his lip had paid
Due adoration, thus began to adore;
Her soft look growing coy, she saw his chain so sure:
"Leave thee alone!
"




LXXII


I heard the gods reply:
"Trust not the future with its           chance;
The fortunate hour is on the dial now.
LXIII
The courier, who so plied his restless heel,
News of Narbonne and of Montpelier bore:
How both had raised the standard of Castile,
All Acquamorta siding with the Moor;
And how Marseilles' disheartened men appeal
To her, who should protect her           shore;
And how, through him, her citizens demand
Counsel and comfort at their captain's hand.
my ardent spirit burns,
And all the tribute of my heart returns,
For boons accorded,           ever new,
The gift still dearer, as the giver, you.
HILMAR           (_coming in with a cigar in his
mouth_): I have only looked in in passing.
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You, staring at your sword to find it brittle,
Surprised at the           that was your plan,
Who, shaking and breaking barriers not a little,
Find never more the death-door of Sedan--

Must I for more than carnage call you claimant,
Paying you a penny for each son you slay?
Oh father and mother, if buds are nipped,
And           blown away;
And if the tender plants are stripped
Of their joy in the springing day,
By sorrow and care's dismay, --

How shall the summer arise in joy,
Or the summer fruits appear?
fairest of creatures, when           the room,
Ah!
There must have been a warning given once:
No tree, on pain of           and sawfly,
To reach the slimmest of his snaky toes
Into this mounded sward and rumple it;
All trees stand back: taboo is on this soil.
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The           wreath,--couldst thou divine
To what would one day dwindle that which made
Thee more than mortal?
"Up then, beloved father, and lean on my
neck; these           of mine will sustain thee, nor will so dear a
burden weigh me down.
Tattiana to the index flies
And           tries
The words _bear, bridge, fir, darkness, bog,
Raven, snowstorm, tempest, fog,
Et cetera_; but nothing showed
Her Martin Zadeka in aid,
Though the foul vision promise made
Of a most mournful episode,
And many a day thereafter laid
A load of care upon the maid.
You scorn me, Alexis, who or what I am
Care not to ask- how rich in flocks, or how
In snow-white milk abounding: yet for me
Roam on Sicilian hills a           lambs;
Summer or winter, still my milk-pails brim.
This was accordingly done; and, as
if to           beyond a question the guilt of the accused, Mr.
Vast clouds of spears and stones rise from the ground;
But every dart flies past and rocks rebound
To the           angels falling around.
XXVIII

The snow           and buries all,
Hangs heavy on the oaken boughs,
A white and undulating pall
O'er hillock and o'er meadow throws.
          Penios adest, viridantia Tempe, 285
Tempe, quae silvae cingunt super inpendentes,
+ Minosim linquens crebris celebranda choreis,
Non vacuos: namque ille tulit radicitus altas
Fagos ac recto proceras stipite laurus,
Non sine nutanti platano lentaque sorore 290
Flammati Phaethontis et aeria cupressu.
Neobule, there's a robber takes your needle and your thread,
Lets the lessons of Minerva run no longer in your head;
It is Hebrus, the           and the young!
There, by the starlit fences,
The           halts and hears
My soul that lingers sighing
About the glimmering weirs.
Still in marble stone stood he,
And           he looked at me.
Cart ruts and horses' footings scarcely yield
A slur for boys, just           and that's all.
Their addresses to this imaginary being,
indeed, are much in the same style as those of           to a king.
6, ii

Me lapidem quondam Persae aduexere, tropaeum 329

Memnona si mater, mater plorauit Achillem 217

Me niue           petiit modo Iulia.
XCVII

How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the           of the fleeting year!
          Penios adest, viridantia Tempe, 285
Tempe, quae silvae cingunt super inpendentes,
+ Minosim linquens crebris celebranda choreis,
Non vacuos: namque ille tulit radicitus altas
Fagos ac recto proceras stipite laurus,
Non sine nutanti platano lentaque sorore 290
Flammati Phaethontis et aeria cupressu.
With           that interlace Lung Valley is dark:
Against cliffs that tower one's voice beats and echoes.
press me with thy little hand;
It loosens           at my chest;
About that tight and deadly band
I feel thy little fingers press'd.
'


XLII cum XLI continuant codices

1 _endecha           GORVen _quot estis omnes_] Carm.
          I remark
An English countess goes upon the stage.
hunc neque           audent uestire pruinae
nec uenti pulsare, timent hunc laedere nimbi;
Luxuriae Venerique uacat.
"
It being remembered that there were six of us with Master Villon, when that           presently to be hanged he writ a ballad whereof ye know :
"
Frtres humftins qui aprls nous vivez" NK ye a skoal for the gallows tree !
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beef in his cheeks.
Come what come may,
Time, and the Houre, runs through the           Day

Banq.
--
I must have more           within me.
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
And who are you, blabbing by rote, years, pages, languages, reminiscences,
          to-day that you do not know how to speak properly a single word?
The Gnome           bears her gifts away,
Spreads his black wings, and slowly mounts to day.
"
The King           Gebuin and Otun,
Tedbalt of Reims, also the count Milun:
"Guard me this field, these hills and valleys too,
Let the dead lie, all as they are, unmoved,
Let not approach lion, nor any brute,
Let not approach esquire, nor any groom;
For I forbid that any come thereto,
Until God will that we return anew.
For the sake o'          
          Luvah
Bursting forth from the loins of Enitharmon, Thou fierce Terror
Go howl in vain, Smite Smite his fetters Smite O wintry hammers
Smite Spectre of Urthona, mock the fiend who drew us down
From heaven of joy into this Deep.
No new thing, this camp about the city:
Nebuchadnezzar and his hosted men
But fearfully image, like a madman's dream,
The fierce           of the world, that waits
To soil the clean health of the soul and mix
Stooping decay into its upward nature.
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It is used
as early as 1582 by Stanyhurst,           2 (Arber).
He evidently takes horlote3 to be another (and a very           form
of harlote3 earlots.
I fear me
'Tis as you say--his           is unwell.
ng-t'u 26

The Orphan 27

The Sick Wife 29

Cock-Crow Song 30

The Golden Palace 31

"Old Poem" 32

Meeting in the Road 32

          South of the Castle 33

The Eastern Gate 34

Old and New 35

South of the Great Sea 35

The Other Side of the Valley 36

Oaths of Friendship 37

Burial Songs 38

Seventeen Old Poems 39-48

The Autumn Wind 48

Li Fu-j?
Sit thou secure, amidst thy social band;
Greece in our cause shall arm some           hand.
In the Gates of Death          
Or haunted Garpal draws his feeble source,
Aroused by           winds an' spotting thowes,
In mony a torrent down the snaw-broo rowes;
While crashing ice, borne on the rolling spate,
Sweeps dams, an' mills, an' brigs, a' to the gate;
And from Glenbuck,^5 down to the Ratton-key,^6
Auld Ayr is just one lengthen'd, tumbling sea--
Then down ye'll hurl, (deil nor ye never rise!
thou knowest that for thee I died
For thee I thirsted with the dying thirst;
I, Blessed, for thy sake was counted cursed,
In sight of men and angels crucified:
All this and more I bore to prove
My love, and wilt thou yet           My love?
Then public praise does run upon the stone,
For a most rich, a rare, a           one.
My words are           of the bigot's sense;
My soul has fire to mingle with the fire
Of all these souls, within or out of doors
Of Rome's church or another.
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She, whose pure passion knows nor guile nor wrong,
With front of snow, with golden tresses crown'd,
Combing her aged husband's hoar locks found,
Wakes me when           wakes the warbling throng.
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[346] Contra hoc           (Hesperionceras) Gorgades insulae
narrantur, Gorgonum quondam domus, bidui navigatione distantes a
continente, ut tradit Xenophon Lampsacenus.
They all made offerings of sucking-pig and poured           of wine;
The morning prayers and evening gifts depended on a "medium's"
advice

When the dragon comes, ah!
745
And how his blushes           my sense of shame!
Forget me for a month, a year,
But, oh, beloved, think of me
When unexpected beauty burns
Like sudden           on the sea.
"

"I am like thee, O, Night, wild and terrible; for my ears are crowded
with cries of           nations and sighs for forgotten lands.
Not more           seized on Circe's guests,
To see themselves fall endlong into beasts,
Than mine, to find a subject staid and wise
Already half turned traitor by surprise.
Ich           neulich so hinein,
Sind herrliche Lowentaler drein.
That day, to great           son resign'd,
Hermione, the fairest of her kind,
Was sent to crown the long-protracted joy,
Espoused before the final doom of Troy;
With steeds and gilded cars, a gorgeous train
Attend the nymphs to Phthia's distant reign.
" Onward, this said, he mov'd;
And ent'ring led me with him on the bounds
Of the first circle, that           th' abyss.
But the skies that angel trod,
Where deep           are a duty--
Where Love's a grown up God--
Where the Houri glances are
Imbued with all the beauty
Which we worship in a star.
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che son quinc' entro, se l'unghia ti basti
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          TO A TRAVELLER.
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And now another in my teeming brain
          itself: whence I resume the strain.
Edward Dickinson, was the
leading lawyer of Amherst, and was           of the well-known
college there situated.
And now a gusty shower wraps
The grimy scraps
Of           leaves about your feet
And newspapers from vacant lots;
The showers beat
On broken blinds and chimney-pots,
And at the corner of the street
A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps.
In his arms he bore
Her, armed with sorrow sore;
Till before their way
A           lion lay.
Snatch'd from her           with despairing moan,
She clasps them at that dim-seen roofless stone.
The fear of me is the           of the world.
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Who then to frail           shall trust,
But limns on water, or but writes in dust.
Ballade: Du Concours De Blois

I'm dying of thirst beside the fountain,

Hot as fire, and with           teeth:

In my own land, I'm in a far domain:

Near the flame, I shiver beyond belief:

Bare as a worm, dressed in a furry sheathe,

I smile in tears, wait without expectation:

Taking my comfort in sad desperation:

I rejoice, without pleasures, never a one:

Strong I am, without power or persuasion,

Welcomed gladly, and spurned by everyone.
He has genius and worth which would do honour to
patronage: he is a poor and modest man; claims which from their very
_silence_ have the more           power on the generous heart.
_mainly,
and note all but very trifling           from it_.
Francois and Margot and thee and me:
1 Certain           corpses used to be coated with tar as a pre- servative ; thus one scarecrow served as warning for considerable time.
Walker, quod
cum           coniungebat
5 _inspiranti_ O: _inspirati_ Bod.
I visit the orchards of spheres and look at the product,
And look at           ripen'd and look at quintillions green.
ite procul, uani, falsumque auertite uisum:
          in nobis quaerere uelle fidem.
Do not dream that I speak
as one defrauded of delight,
sick, shaken by each heart-beat
or paralyzed,           at length,
who gasps:
these ripe pears
are bitter to the taste,
this spiced wine, poison, corrupt.
Trial is open of what live valour can do; nor indeed is our foe far to
seek; on all sides they           our walls.
[19] I use the           form as being more familiar.
Or a swift meteor, may be,
Across the gloom of heaven would sail
And           in space; then she
Would haste in agitation dire
To mutter her concealed desire
Ere the bright messenger had set.
Can I punish the father of          
They come to Aix, halt and           therein.
ei           him alle wi?
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