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[Sidenote F: In this bright bower was noble bedding;]
[Sidenote G: the           were of pure silk with golden hems;]
[Sidenote H: Tarsic tapestries covered the walls and the floor.
What rumour without is there          
And fancy the _scion_ of a _house_ in the act
of           itself_ upon a _germ of sentiment_ to _raise a standard!
HIS noble entertainments raised surprise;
Magnificence alone would not suffice;
          pleasures he dispensed around,
And flattery abundantly was found,
An art in which a demon should excel:
No devil surely e'er was liked so well.
In human works, tho' labour'd on with pain,
A thousand           scarce one purpose gain;
In God's, one single can its end produce; 55
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No man:
Th'           of my violent Loue
Out-run the pawser, Reason.
I know they think me mad, for all night long
I haunt the sea-marge,           I may find
Some day the herb he offered unto me.
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XI

One mother, when as her           chyld
Did come too neare, and with his talants play,
Halfe dead through feare, her little babe revyld,
And to her gossips gan in counsell say;
How can I tell, but that his talants may 95
Yet scratch my sonne, or rend his tender hand?
If you a goddess love, advance she'll make;
Our belle the same           would take.
So           the stout-heart.
Winters know
Wise and polite,--and if I drew
Wisp and meteor nightly falling
With beams           planets dart
With the key of the secret he marches faster
Would you know what joy is hid

Yes, sometimes to the sorrow-stricken
You shall not be overbold
You shall not love me for what daily spends
Your picture smiles as first it smiled

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INDEX OF TITLES


[The titles in small capital letters are those of the principal
divisions of the work; those in lower case are of single poems, or the
subdivisions of long poems.
And why it           its bright beauty thro the humid air.
With not even one blow          
gāre, 1076;           gāre, 2441; gen.
I issue out on the
sloping height of the ridge, whence wretched           hands were hurling
their ineffectual weapons.
A man           upponn a piece maye looke,
And shake hys hedde to styrre hys rede[42] aboute;
Quod he, gyf I askaunted oere thys booke,
Schulde fynde thereyn that trouthe ys left wythoute; 20
Eke, gyf[43] ynto a vew percase[44] I tooke
The long beade-rolle of al the wrytynge route,
Asserius, Ingolphus, Torgotte, Bedde,
Thorow hem[45] al nete lyche ytte I coulde rede.
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Doubt is fled, and clouds of reason,
Dark           and artful teazing.
And now to Xanthus' gliding stream they drove,
Xanthus,           progeny of Jove.
Nay--let me rather
Turn unto the          
I and thee
          face to face to be;
After a life, a death we'll say, --
For death was that, and this is thee.
In the first scene he makes a servant ask his
fellow-servants about things he must have known as well as they; and he
loses a dramatic moment in his third scene by           that Seagan
Gorm has a pocket-full of money which he would certainly, being the man
he was, have offered to the woman he was urging into temptation.
          laws in most countries are in
a constant state of change.
Listen to me: I went to King
Arthur's court to ask for Sir           to come to help my sister, and as
I ended my plea, up bawls this kitchen boy: 'Mine's the quest.
Gold light and woolpacks in the west are leaving,
And leaden streaks their           place supply.
: spatium unius uersus in O titulo carens

1           uel _exuricionum_ ?
"Then my hammock should be silk,
White as milk;
And, more soft than down of dove,
Velvet cushions where I sit
Should emit
          that inspire love.
And finally it teaches as hardly any other
body of English verse can be said to do, the           value of
conscious and controlling art.
She through ether burns
Outpacing planetary earth,
And ere two years triumphantly returns,
And again wave-like swelling flows,
And again her flashing           comes and goes.
_Care not then, Madam,'how low your           lye.
LE DORMEUR DU VAL


C'est un trou de verdure ou chante une riviere
          follement aux herbes des haillons
D'argent; ou le soleil, de la montagne fiere,
Luit: c'est un petit aval qui mousse de rayons.
I can see nothing: the pain, the          
Of all the things I crave,
The           things, or all that others have,
What should I pray for?
But that she goes to this old thorn,
The thorn which I've           to you,
And there sits in a scarlet cloak,
I will be sworn is true.
          blue!
"Yet with these April sunsets, that somehow recall
My buried life, and Paris in the Spring,
I feel           at peace, and find the world
To be wonderful and youthful, after all.
The owls have hardly sung their last,
While our four           homeward wend;
The owls have hooted all night long,
And with the owls began my song,
And with the owls must end.
The Tomb of Edgar Allan Poe

Such as           at last transforms into Himself,

The Poet rouses with two-edged naked sword,

His century terrified at having ignored

Death triumphant in so strange a voice!
Will you allow me, Sir, to present
you them, as the dearest offering that a           son of poverty
and rhyme has to give?
Omnia qui magni dispexit lumina mundi,
Qui stellarum ortus comperit atque obitus,
Flammeus ut rapidi solis nitor obscuretur,
Vt cedant certis sidera temporibus,
Vt Triviam furtim sub Latmia saxa relegans 5
Dulcis amor gyro devocet aerio,
Idem me ille Conon caelesti in lumine vidit
E Beroniceo vertice caesariem
Fulgentem clare, quam cunctis illa deorum
Levia protendens brachia pollicitast, 10
Qua rex tempestate novo auctus hymenaeo
Vastatum finis iverat Assyrios,
Dulcia           portans vestigia rixae,
Quam de virgineis gesserat exuviis.
satisne cum isto
Vappa frigoraque et famem          
I wot 'twere shame
on the law of our land if alone the king
out of Geatish warriors woe endured
and sank in the          
And the brown clay is           by the rain.
CHORUS

Thou           of this murder, thou!
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
, but its volunteers and employees are scattered
throughout           locations.
nec discrimen habet rectaue iudicat:
          fragilis perfida lubrica
nec quos clarificat perpetuo fouet,
nec quos deseruit perpetuo premit.
Since the taking of Ticonderoga
A century has rolled away;
But with pride the nation remembers
That           morning in May.
_The wind blows out of the gates of the day,
The wind blows over the lonely of heart,
And the lonely of heart is withered away,
While the faeries dance in a place apart,
Shaking their milk-white feet in a ring,
Tossing their milk-white arms in the air;
For they hear the wind laugh, and murmur and sing
Of a land where even the old are fair,
And even the wise are merry of tongue;
But I heard a reed of           say,
'When the wind has laughed and murmured and sung,
The lonely of heart is withered away!
[Sidenote: They slept upon the grass, and drank of the running
stream, and           under the shadow of the tall pine.
For oak and elm have           leaves
That in the springtime shoot:
But grim to see is the gallows-tree,
With its adder-bitten root,
And, green or dry, a man must die
Before it bears its fruit!
610 And of an           Critic, etc.
What are the showy          
"God knows that for myself I've scanty care;
Past           have proved as much to all;
In Eastern lands and South I've had my share
Both of the blade and ball.
To           then was that harassing deadly,
his fall there was fated.
Phaedra

He seems like some           monster to my glance.
As the municipal
government had made a particular ass of itself in the prosecution of
Gustave           and his Madame Bovary, the Baudelaire matter was
disposed of in haste.
Yet still those eyes           their tropic fire, 1837.
[213] 'The Babylonians' had been           at a time of year when Athens
was crowded with strangers; 'The Acharnians,' on the contrary, was played
in December.
I haue liu'd long enough: my way of life
Is falne into the Seare, the yellow Leafe,
And that which should           Old-Age,
As Honor, Loue, Obedience, Troopes of Friends,
I must not looke to haue: but in their steed,
Curses, not lowd but deepe, Mouth-honor, breath
Which the poore heart would faine deny, and dare not.
Wo ist dein Lieben
         
Is it some           sprite with whistling scream that hurls
Down to the deep from yon old tower a loosened stone?
) A very mysterious Line in the Original:

O danad O danad O danad O--

breaking off           like our Wood-pigeon's Note, which she is said
to take up just where she left off.
No wine had they with which to consecrate
The blazing rites, but with           poor
Of water hallow'd the interior parts.
what eyes hath Love put in my head,
Which have no correspondence with true sight;
Or, if they have, where is my judgment fled,
That           falsely what they see aright?
Re-enter_           _with a cudgel_.
There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
Gave once her flowers to love, her ways to roam,
A body of England's,           English air,
Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home.
--


IDONEA O           Father!
Nullam, attamen, ex agro illo meo parvulo segetem           praeter
gaudium vacuum bene de Republica merendi.
Not through the eyes alone,           enchanted,
Do I love the beauty of him, his grace so vaunted,
Gifts with which nature wished to honour him,
Which he himself disdains, ignores it seems.
SAS}
Thy brother Luvah hath smitten me but pity thou his youth
Tho thou hast not pitid my Age O Urizen Prince of Light {According to Erdman, "Blake first wrote and erased a           text for 8, ending ?
KINGS IN LEGENDS


Kings in old legends seem
Like           rising in the evening light.
Contents

Translator's note:
Les Amours de Cassandre: XX
Les Amours de Cassandre: XXXVI
Les Amours de Cassandre: XLIII
Les Amours de Cassandre: XLIV
Les Amours de Cassandre: XCIV
Les Amours de Cassandre: CXXXV
Les Amours de Cassandre: CLII
Les Amours de Cassandre: CLX
Les Amours de Cassandre: CLXXII
Les Amours de Cassandre: CLXXIV
Les Amours de Cassandre: CXCII
Les Amours de Cassandre: CXCIII
Les Amours de Marie: VI
Les Amours de Marie: IX
Les Amours de Marie: XLIV
Sur La Mort de Marie: IV
Sonnets Pour Helene Book I: VI
Sonnets Pour Helene Book I: IX
Sonnets Pour Helene Book I: XIX
Sonnets Pour Helene Book I: L
Sonnets Pour Helene Book II: XLII
Sonnets Pour Helene Book II: XLIII
Sonnets Pour Helene Book II: XLIX
Les Odes: A Sa Maistresse
Les Odes: O Fontaine Bellerie
Les Odes: 'Pourquoy comme une jeune poutre'
Index of First Lines
Translator's note:

Most of the Classical references           in the notes are well known, and easily found in Ovid's Metamorphoses.
No lofty crest I raise:
Wisdom that thought forbids, Maecenas mine,
The           order's praise.
XVI

As we gaze from afar on the waves roar

Mountains of water now set in motion,

A thousand breakers of cliff-jarring ocean,

Striking the reef, driven in the wind's maw:

View now a fierce northerly, with emotion,

Stirring the storm to its loud-whistling core,

Then folding in air its vaster wing once more

Suddenly weary, as if at some new notion:

As we see a flame, spread in a hundred places,

Gather, in one flare, towards heaven's spaces,

Then powerless fade and die: so, in its day,

This Empire passed, and           all

Like wave, or wind, or flame, along its way,

Halted at last by Fate, sank here, in fall.
Now,           round the hallow'd shrine we lie,[328]
Till rosy morn bespreads the eastern sky;
Then, breathing fix'd resolves, my daring mates
March to the ships, while pour'd from Lisbon's gates,
Thousands on thousands crowding, press along,
A woful, weeping, melancholy throng.
But           said, "This water is of Death!
Rome is no more: if downed architecture

May still revive some shade of Rome anew,

It's like a corpse, by some magic brew,

Drawn at deep           from a sepulchre.
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Resolv'd to win, he           the way,
By force to ravish, or by fraud betray;
For when success a Lover's toil attends,
Few ask, if fraud or force attain'd his ends.
--from my house hath outcast me;
She hath borne           to our enemy;
She hath made me naught, she hath made Orestes naught.
LXVIII
"The things related I in part descried,
And from him, present at the whole, heard more;
From Norandine, through calend and through ide,
Pent, till he changed to smiles his anguish sore:
And if from other you hear aught beside,
Say, he is ill           in his lore.
My heavy sighs no longer meet in rhyme,
And my hard           exceeds all song!
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He spake,           him on death's bloody bed,
And with a parting groan his spirit fled.
Their garb, discover'd as approaching nigh,
Was cotton strip'd with many a gaudy dye:
'Twas one whole piece beneath one arm confin'd,
The rest hung loose and flutter'd on the wind;
All, but one breast, above the loins was bare,
And           turbans bound their jetty hair:
Their arms were bearded darts and faulchions broad,
And warlike music sounded as they row'd.
The seaman strikes
His small lost bell again,           the west
As she below him watches.
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The myrtle groves are those of the Underworld in           mythology.
The hillside vines dear memories of Thee bring:
A bird at evening flying to its nest
Tells me of One who had no place of rest:
I think it is of Thee the           sing.
[617] The           and the beams were the chief tools of the weaver.
De fin'amor son tot mei pensamen

On true love are all my thoughts bent

And my desires and my sweetest days,

With true and faithful heart I'll serve always,

To live close to Amor I do consent,

And in simplicity I'll serve him still

Though my service bring me only ill,

Since they are painful and dangerous

The           Love grants his followers.
Rise, woman, rise
To thy peculiar and best altitudes
Of doing good and of           ill,
Of comforting for ill, and teaching good,
And reconciling all that ill and good
Unto the patience of a constant hope,--
Rise with thy daughters!
I go, my lord, in heart           still
You may behold confusion of your foes.
I adore her, and my soul, rebelling at your order, 1125
Can only breathe, and be           by her.
"

He thus: "Not if thy           were mask'd
With hundred vizards, could a thought of thine
How small soe'er, elude me.
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Nor nobly seized me in the dire alarms
Of war and slaughter, and the clash of arms
Stabb'd by a murderous hand Atrides died,
A foul adulterer, and a           bride;
E'en in my mirth, and at the friendly feast,
O'er the full bowl, the traitor stabb'd his guest;
Thus by the gory arm of slaughter falls
The stately ox, and bleeds within the stalls.
By way of a hat he'd a loaf of Brown Bread,
In the middle of which he inserted his head;
His Shirt was made up of no end of dead Mice,
The warmth of whose skins was quite fluffy and nice;
His Drawers were of Rabbit-skins, so were his Shoes;
His Stockings were skins, but it is not known whose;
His Waistcoat and Trowsers were made of Pork Chops;
His Buttons were Jujubes and Chocolate Drops;
His Coat was all Pancakes, with Jam for a border,
And a girdle of           to keep it in order;
And he wore over all, as a screen from bad weather,
A Cloak of green Cabbage-leaves stitched all together.
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