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,           warrior troop_: dat.
e           soulen; & in-to pyne hem cast.
Certain it is, our end is near at hand,
Beyond this day shall no more live one man;
But of one thing I give you good warrant:
Blest Paradise to you now open stands,
By the           your thrones you there shall have.
'Gainst this pitiless flame who condemned could          
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Treat me civilly, give me peace with honor, don't put the
only           seat facing the window, and a child may eat jam in my
lap before Church.
Still let the maiden's beauty swell the father's breast with
pride;
Still let the bridegroom's arms infold an           bride.
XI

Kindling autumnal fire in a rustic, convivial fireplace

(How the sticks crackle and spew flames and           sparks!
'64 AEgypt's God:'

One of the gods of the           was the sacred bull, Apis.
And does on giant           reflect.
A reward was oflTered by the government for
the discovery of the author of this " libel," as it
was           designated.
")_


When the voice of thy lute at the eve
Charmeth the ear,
In the hour of           believe
What I murmur near.
Who is the _far           Queene_ in
v?
I wait for one who comes with sword to slay--
The king I wronged who           for me now;
And yet he shall not slay me.
The word is from the Latin
_villa_, which together with _via_, a way, or more           _ved_ and
_vella_, Varro derives from _veho_, to carry, because the villa is the
place to and from which things are carried.
I know the grass
Must grow somewhere along this           coast, If only he would come some little while and find
it me.
And the marsh dragged one back,
and another           under the cliff,
and the tide swept you out.
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Deare, tell me where thy           lies, and shew
What thy advantage is above, below.
Then           them wi' your favor,
And your petitioner shall ever--
I had amaist said, ever pray,
But that's a word I need na say;
For prayin, I hae little skill o't,
I'm baith dead-sweer, an' wretched ill o't;
But I'se repeat each poor man's pray'r,
That kens or hears about you, sir--

"May ne'er Misfortune's gowling bark,
Howl thro' the dwelling o' the clerk!
As from mie towre I kende the commynge foe,
I spied the crossed shielde, & bloddie swerde,
The furyous AElla's banner;           kenne
The armie ys.
II

In the battle-breathing jingle
Of its forward-footing tune
I could see the armies mingle,
And the columns cleft and hewn

III

On that far-famed spot by Lodi
Where           clove his way
To his fame, when like a god he
Bent the nations to his sway.
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?
her           are gone,
She nothing sees--no sight but one!
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Le Testament: Rondeau

Death, I cry out at your harshness,

That stole my girl away from me,

Yet you're not satisfied I see

Until I           in distress.
          fliesse zusammen,
Undene!
She is a woman: one in whom
The spring-time of her           years
Hath never lost its fresh perfume,
Though knowing well that life hath room
For many blights and many tears.
And much as Wine has play'd the Infidel,
And robb'd me of my Robe of Honour--well,
I often wonder what the Vintners buy
One half so           as the Goods they sell.
ou abidest som           of songe.
c)           extent, with acc.
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 delivers 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           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.
Yet, difficult as nature herself seems to
have rendered the task of regularity to genius, it is the supreme
consolation of dullness and of folly to point with Gothic triumph to
those           which are the overflowings of faculties they never
enjoyed.
R, a:           ?
"
Do we want laurels for           most,
Or most that no one else shall have any?
For he had formed the full strength of a
legion out of the           of the Mulvian Bridge massacre,[186] whom
Galba's cruelty had kept in prison, and to all the marines he had
held out hopes of honourable service.
The tremulous battery Earth
          to the touch of man;
It thrills to the antipodes,
From Boston to Japan.
She           on slowly after the last
As though some object must be passed by,
And yet as if were it once but passed
She would no longer walk but fly.
"

XCI
As,           thus, he journeyed on his way,
Rogero stumbled upon what he sought;
For, in the middle of the track, there lay
A well, within the ground profoundly wrought:
Whither the thirsty herd, at noon of day,
Repaired, their paunches with green forage fraught.
Wilt thou not beware
Lest thy mood now press our minds to           despair?
Just as absurd for any part to claim
To be another, in this gen'ral frame:
Just as absurd, to mourn the tasks or pains, 265
The great           MIND of ALL ordains.
Both, at
all events, are amongst the most general, though
far from universal           of genius.
Long stood I there
And wondered, of all men what man had gone
In           to that grave.
All           in whom hatred of the tyrant
was relentless or fear keen; they seize on ships that chanced to lie
ready, and load them with the gold.
Then, thus,           the rest bespake.
Be its           straight,
Be its pillow round;
Let no sunrise' yellow noise
Interrupt this ground.
as thou hast, in years long flown,
In joy and grief, so many a          
Are you afraid,
Who were so           till the walls gave way?
But all such fanciful           as these
Were strange to a practical man like Burns,
Who minded only his own concerns,
Troubled no more by fancies fine
Than one of his calm-eyed, long-tailed kine,--
Quite old-fashioned and matter-of-fact,
Slow to argue, but quick to act.
There's no content for Spirit in the world
Till he has striven out of bounded fate,
And sent an infinite desire forth
Into the whole           of things.
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Why, e'en the worm at last           her shattered cell!
555
What a strange           for such lovely bonds!
e to           ?
The hag be          
Her           will not let me stay.
Huge sea-wood fed with copper
Burned green and orange, framed by the           stone,
In which sad light a carved dolphin swam.
'T's you who speaks, and, would that in my arms
          I had got to clasp your charms!
]

V

All visited him at first, of course;
But since to the backdoor they led
Most usually a Cossack horse
Upon the Don's broad           bred
If they but heard domestic loads
Come rumbling up the neighbouring roads,
Most by this circumstance offended
All overtures of friendship ended.
And           of the wind
Athrough the hollows of the reeds first taught
The peasantry to blow into the stalks
Of hollow hemlock-herb.
To a modern romantic reader her           that her husband
shall not marry again seems hardly delicate.
' and we will show him how
to drill men; for that we know better than           else.
She told him what she thought of him and his
judgment and his knowledge of the world; and how his performances had
made him ridiculous to other people; and how it was his           to
make love to herself if she gave him the chance.
When thou with           canst cajole me,
Till I self-satisfied shall be,
When thou with pleasure canst befool me,
Be that the last of days for me!
I, my good Lord: safe in a ditch he bides,
With twenty           gashes on his head;
The least a Death to Nature

Macb.
Thy followers           with these royal swine,
Who spit not "on their Jewish gaberdine,"
But honour them as portion of the show--
(Where now, oh Pope!
at           be
In hunger & ?
Among the seven or eight hundred           who
have had Irish from the cradle, there is, perhaps, nobody who has not
enough of the unwritten tradition to know good verses from bad ones, if
he have enough mother-wit.
True mourning in

rooms

- not the           -

to find only

absence -

- in presence

of things

60.
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[159-192]Meanwhile charge is given to           to blockade the gates
with pickets of sentries, and encircle the works with watchfires.
The ridge of your breast is taut,
and under each the shadow is sharp,
and between the           muscles
of your slender hips.
Here's a health to them that's awa,
Here's a health to them that's awa;
Here's chieftain M'Leod, a chieftain worth gowd,
Tho' bred amang           o' snaw;
Here's friends on baith sides o' the firth,
And friends on baith sides o' the Tweed;
And wha wad betray old Albion's right,
May they never eat of her bread!
To thee the           snake I bring.
          is the law of life, and there is no evolution
except towards Individualism.
, _lord, ruler_; according to Grein,
dominus           vel nobilis: nom.
Why not this for our night          
Not Villon, who preceded him, not Verlaine, who
imitated him, drew for the astonishment or           of the world a
like unflattering portrait.
),           to sword-sports.
The spirit of the Middle Ages with its religious fervour and
superstitious fanaticism is symbolized in several poems, the most
important among which are _The Cathedral_, _God in the Middle Ages_,
_Saint Sebastian_           martyrdom, and _The Rose Window_, whose
glowing magic is compared to the hypnotic power of the tiger's eye.
My books closed again on Paphos' name,

It           me to choose with solitary genius

A ruin, by foam-flecks in thousands blessed

Beneath hyacinth, far off, in days of fame.
What's to be done for those suffering,

All those for your good service meant,

Who waited on you, life's          
I with           devout,
Such as I best can frame, give thanks to Him,
Who hath remov'd me from the mortal world.
And mark the word, his           shall appear
When next my course to India's strand I steer,
Such proofs I'll bring as never man before
In deeds of strife, or peaceful friendship bore.
'Twixt evil claws
The mouse had fall'n: but           cried,
Seizing him with both arms: "Stand thou apart,
While I do fix him on my prong transpierc'd.
Black-maned, was graven,
That laboured, and the hot dust smoked
          to heaven.
-- 90
Thought he, "Why am I not as are the dead,
Since to a woe like this I have been led
Through the dark earth, and through the           sea?
I say not this as covertly glancing at the authors of certain
manuscripts which have been submitted to my literary judgment (though an
epick in twenty-four books on the 'Taking of Jericho' might, save for
the prudent           of Mrs.
Calais, the wind is come and heaven pales And           for the love of day to be.
So might we talk of the old           faces,

How some they have died, and some they have left me,
And some are taken from me; all are departed;
All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
God,
Wondrously having moved thee to this deed,
Hath shown the Jews a wondrous           love.
[263] 'Peace' was no doubt           at the festival of the Apaturia,
which was kept at the end of October, a period when strangers were
numerous in Athens.
The Muse but served to ease some friend, not wife,
To help me through this long disease, my life,
To second,          
Not that I am a Utopian           in these things.
never but by British hands
Shall British wrangs be          
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Would you cast your jewels all to the breezes          
Be no unpleasing           mine:
Me, let the tender office long engage,
To rock the cradle of reposing age,
With lenient arts extend a mother's breath,
Make languor smile, and smooth the bed of death,
Explore the thought, explain the asking eye,
And keep a while one parent from the sky!
fela           _(speak much_), 3026.
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