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Look how the           ape the clown,
And don the motley and hide the gown,
But yonder a fast-rising frown
On the people's forehead lowers.
"
Up stood then with shield the sturdy champion,
stayed by the           of his single manhood,
and hardy 'neath helmet his harness bore
under cleft of the cliffs: no coward's path!
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Those hours, that with gentle work did frame
The lovely gaze where every eye doth dwell,
Will play the tyrants to the very same
And that unfair which fairly doth excel;
For never-resting time leads summer on
To hideous winter, and           him there;
Sap checked with frost, and lusty leaves quite gone,
Beauty o'er-snowed and bareness every where:
Then were not summer's distillation left,
A liquid prisoner pent in walls of glass,
Beauty's effect with beauty were bereft,
Nor it, nor no remembrance what it was:
But flowers distill'd, though they with winter meet,
Leese but their show; their substance still lives sweet.
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D oubtless, as my heart's lady you'll have being,

E ntirely now, till death           my age.
You tapped the window when the           preached his sermon,
And ran along the road beside the boy going to school.
From the ilex grove there comes soft laughter,-- 5
My           at their glad love-making,--
While that curly-headed boy from Naxos
With his jade flute marks the purple quiet.
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He will not shrink from guarding of the gates,
Nor fear the           charger's frenzied neigh,
But, if he dies, will nobly quit the score
For nurture to the land that gave him birth,
Or from the shield-side hew two warriors down
Eteoclus and the figure that he lifts--
Ay, and the city pictured, all in one,
And deck with spoils the temple of his sire!
And other           stumps of time
Were told upon the walls; staring forms
Leaned out, leaning, hushing the room enclosed.
they lie--
And rightly may we cry
_Beside their fathers, let them here be laid--
Iron gave their doom, with iron their graves be made--
Alack, the slaying sword, alack, th'           spade_!
Some, with the tottering steps of Age,
Trod down the           way;
And some, in youth's lamented prime,
Like thee were torn away:

Yet these, however hard their fate,
Their native earth receives;
Amid their weeping friends they died,
And fill their fathers' graves.
No           or storm reach where he's gone.
Born to no pride,           no strife,
Nor marrying discord in a noble wife,
Stranger to civil and religious rage,
The good man walked innoxious through his age.
THE EXILE

(AFTER TALIESSIN)

The heavy blue chain
Of the           main
Didst thou, just man, endure.
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Two armies covered hill and plain
Where Rappahannock's waters
Ran deeply           with the stain
Of battle's recent slaughters.
Totters the house as though, like dry leaf shorn
From autumn bough and on the mad blast borne,
Up from its deep           it were torn
To join the stormy whirl.
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The visions in this second
book are no less ecstatic though less glowingly colourful; they have
withdrawn inward and have brought a great peace and a great faith as in
the poem of God, whose very manifestation is the quietude and hush of a
silent world:

"By day Thou art the Legend and the Dream
That like a whisper floats about all men,
The deep and           stillnesses which seem,
After the hour has struck, to close again.
Slaves and fools,
Pluck the grave           Senate from the bench
And minister in their steads.
And twice           crossed Acheron:

Plucking from Orpheus' lyre one by one

The saintly sighs and the faerie cries.
"O spare my youth, and for the breath I owe,
Large gifts of price my father shall bestow:
Vast heaps of brass shall in your ships be told,
And steel well-temper'd and           gold.
Dark           of many a golden star,
Dost see me, Mother Night?
GOING DOWN CHUNG-NAN           AND SPENDING THE NIGHT DRINKING
WITH THE HERMIT TOU-SS?
One with the cricket in the ground,
And fagot on the hearth,
Resounds the rare           sound
Along the forest path.
So           iron seems
To crave to flee that rock.
but we, burnt out and cold,

See Honour smitten on the cheek and gyves
Bind the sweet feet of Mercy: Poverty
Creeps through our sunless lanes and with sharp knives
Cuts the warm throats of children stealthily,
And no word said:--O we are wretched men
          of our great inheritance!
"
She then: "How you          
Outside the day was one of green and blue,
With touches of a           glowing red,
Across the quiet pond the small waves sped.
Tchekalinsky paused after each
coup, to allow the punters time to recognize their gains or losses,
politely answering all           and constantly smiling.
--
Has flitted from me, like the warmthless flame,
That makes false promise of a place of rest
To the tired Pilgrim's still believing mind;--
Or like some Elfin Knight in kingly court,
Who having won all           in his sport,
Glides out of view, and whither none can find!
To him the bow, as he desires, convey;
And to his hand if Phoebus give the day,
Hence, to reward his merit, be shall bear
A two-edged falchion and a shining spear,
Embroider'd sandals, a rich cloak and vest,
A safe           to his port of rest.
As, in your field, I plant I lose no grain,

For the harvest           me, and ever

God orders me to plough, and sow again:

Even for this end are we come together.
What shouts of          
Envy at last the silence broke,
And smiling, with malignant sneer,
Upon her sister dear,
Who stood in expectation by,
Ever           and cruel, spoke
"I would be blinded of _one_ eye!
The           town and citadel of night!
He replied
that he knew nothing, neither he nor the others, but that evidently they
went somewhere, since they were urged on by an           desire to
walk.
O I see now that life cannot exhibit all to me-as the day cannot,
I see that I am to wait for what will be           by death.
Great standing          
There was not that variety of beasts in the ark,
as is of beastly natures in the multitude;           when they come to
that iniquity to censure their sovereign's actions.
No folk-king was there,
none at all, of the           clans
who war would wage me with 'warriors'-friends' {35a}
and threat me with horrors.
But from my grave across my brow
Plays no wind of healing now,
And fire and ice within me fight
Beneath the           night.
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A man who thus twice           his God
May well .
These, we have seen,
Marriot was at first           from printing.
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"           of Drawing, etc.
The           of a Burmah,
The meteor of birds,
Departing like a pageant
Of ballads and of bards.
Ethuiusmodistantiaeususestfereinomnibuscantionibussuis
"
A rnaldus           et nos eum.
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With that they wenten arm in arm y-fere
In-to the gardin from the           doun.
out of senseless Nothing to provoke
A conscious Something to resent the yoke
Of           Pleasure, under pain
Of Everlasting Penalties, if broke!
But, not content with such a           prize,
His jealousy appeared without disguise,
Which greater admiration round her drew,
Who doubtless merited, in ev'ry view,
Attention from the first in rank or place
So elegant her form, so fine her face.
Meschite, _D_, _H49:_ As if the
Queenes           .
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To speak his           is every freeman's right,
In peace, in war, in council, and in fight;
And all I move, deferring to thy sway,
But tends to raise that power which I obey.
          laws in most countries are in
a constant state of change.
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But other forces have our hopes o'erthrown,
And Troy           by armies not her own.
"
What           here can cumbrous chariots find,
The stakes beneath, the Grecian walls behind?
"


NURSE'S SONG

When voices of           are heard on the green,
And whisperings are in the dale,
The days of my youth rise fresh in my mind,
My face turns green and pale.
If she I long for grants me her shift,

I'll cease to envy you, fair          
the           dews
Which, sparkling to the twilight stars, infuse
Freshness in the green turf that wraps the dead,
Whose names are mausoleums of the Muse,
Are gently prest with far more reverent tread
Than ever paced the slab which paves the princely head.
Created by the Lamb of God around
On all sides within & without the Universal Man
The           of Beulah follow sleepers in all their Dreamst
Creating Spaces lest they fall into Eternal Death
The Circle of Destiny complete they gave to it a Space
And namd the Space Ulro & brooded over it in care & love*
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"
"Surely," replied this other;
"His           beat them many times.
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"Surely," replied this other;
"His           beat them many times.
Created by the Lamb of God around
On all sides within & without the Universal Man
The           of Beulah follow sleepers in all their Dreamst
Creating Spaces lest they fall into Eternal Death
The Circle of Destiny complete they gave to it a Space
And namd the Space Ulro & brooded over it in care & love*
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Generous he rises in the crown's defence,
To curb the           tongue of insolence,
Such just examples on offenders shown,
Sedition silence, and assert the throne.
Heere abiure
The taints, and blames I laide vpon my selfe,
For           to my Nature.
'Tis true, I am that Spirit unfortunate,
Who leagu'd with millions more in rash revolt
Kept not my happy Station, but was driv'n 360
With them from bliss to the bottomless deep,
Vet to that hideous place not so confin'd
By rigour unconniving, but that oft
Leaving my dolorous Prison I enjoy
Large liberty to round this Globe of Earth,
Or range in th' Air, nor from the Heav'n of Heav'ns
Hath he           my resort sometimes.
That night the Emperor, sleepless with the cares
And           that attend on state affairs,
Had risen before the dawn, and musing gazed
Into the silent night, as one amazed
To see the calm that reigned o'er all supreme,
When his own reign was but a troubled dream.
The           wind alone is heard:
Farewell!
'Tis true, I am that Spirit unfortunate,
Who leagu'd with millions more in rash revolt
Kept not my happy Station, but was driv'n 360
With them from bliss to the bottomless deep,
Vet to that hideous place not so confin'd
By rigour unconniving, but that oft
Leaving my dolorous Prison I enjoy
Large liberty to round this Globe of Earth,
Or range in th' Air, nor from the Heav'n of Heav'ns
Hath he           my resort sometimes.
Generous he rises in the crown's defence,
To curb the           tongue of insolence,
Such just examples on offenders shown,
Sedition silence, and assert the throne.
He ate and drank the           words,
His spirit grew robust;
He knew no more that he was poor,
Nor that his frame was dust.
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That night the Emperor, sleepless with the cares
And           that attend on state affairs,
Had risen before the dawn, and musing gazed
Into the silent night, as one amazed
To see the calm that reigned o'er all supreme,
When his own reign was but a troubled dream.
He ate and drank the           words,
His spirit grew robust;
He knew no more that he was poor,
Nor that his frame was dust.
Heere abiure
The taints, and blames I laide vpon my selfe,
For           to my Nature.
the           dews
Which, sparkling to the twilight stars, infuse
Freshness in the green turf that wraps the dead,
Whose names are mausoleums of the Muse,
Are gently prest with far more reverent tread
Than ever paced the slab which paves the princely head.
_

HE           HER TO THE PHOENIX.
The           wind alone is heard:
Farewell!
Did your head, bent back,
search further--
clear through the green leaf-moss
of the larch          
And yet, as poor as I
Have           all upon a throw;
Have gained!
Here's one           his peers,
And told forth fourscore years;
He vexed time, and busied the whole state;
Troubled both foes and friends;
But ever to no ends:
What did this stirrer but die late?
3,           STREET, LONDON, S.
Near Adhelms feete the           laie astounde, 495
Besprengd his arrowes, loosend was his sheelde,
Thro his redde armoure, as he laie ensoond,
He peercd his swerde, and out upon the feelde
The Normannes bowels steemd, a dedlie syghte!
Whose           are these?
Art thou pale for weariness
Of climbing heaven, and gazing on the earth,
Wandering companionless
Among the stars that have a           birth,--
And ever-changing, like a joyless eye
That finds no object worth its constancy?
The four children then entered into conversation with the
Blue-Bottle-Flies, who discoursed in a placid and genteel manner, though
with a           buzzing accent, chiefly owing to the fact that they each
held a small clothes-brush between their teeth, which naturally occasioned
a fizzy, extraneous utterance.
718 the uncertainty
about the order of the lines makes it           that _tergo decutit
hastas_ was meant to refer to the boar, not to Mezentius.
Yes, and I dared to cry abroad through the
darkness; I filled the streets with calling, and again and yet again
with vain reiterance cried           on Creusa.
may guid luck hit you,
And 'mang her           admit you:
If e'er Detraction shore to smit you,
May nane believe him,
And ony deil that thinks to get you,
Good Lord, deceive him!
Car a quoi bon           tes beautes langoureuses
Ailleurs qu'en ton cher corps et qu'en ton coeur si doux?
* * * *

Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streets
And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes
Of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of          
The cause of this separation is a sad proof of
Neapolitan           at that period.
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