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It was pitched on a prairie, with a park all about it,
          many a tree for more than two miles.
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Graunte him a kis, of          
e           of
?
There
are twain gates of War, so runs their name,           in grim Mars'
sanctity and terror.
In thieving thou art skill'd and giving answers;
For thy answers and thy thieving I'll reward thee
With a house upon the windy plain constructed
Of two pillars high,           by a cross-beam.
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[Illustration:           Rigida.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE[X]




The           History of Dr.
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TO STEFANO COLONNA,           HIM TO FOLLOW UP HIS VICTORY OVER THE
ORSINI.
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On Conrad's stricken soul Exhaustion prest,
And Stupor almost lulled it into rest;
So feeble now--his mother's softness crept
To those wild eyes, which like an infant's wept:
It was the very weakness of his brain,
Which thus           without relieving pain.
For she to higher           raised, 705

Disdains to be for lesser praised.
The
Wordsworths settled at           at the close of the year 1799.
Hē þæt sōna onfand,
2715 þæt him on           bealo-nīð wēoll,
attor on innan.
er of hem is           chaunged in to a wolf.
Nay, his
honours are a great part of the honour of the times; when by this means
he is grown to active men an example, to the           a spur, to the
envious a punishment.
To William Herrick, then           knighted
for his services as goldsmith, jeweller, and moneylender to James I.
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The dissimilarities of temperament, range
and choice of subjects are manifest, but the outstanding difference is
this: _Georgian Poetry_ has an editor, and the poems it           may be
taken as that editor's reaction to the poetry of the day.
This only a poore flash, a           is 95
Before my Muses death, as after his.
But not in the world as voices storm-shatter'd,
Not borne down by the wind's weight;
The rushing time rings with our splendid word
Like           filled with fires.
But to make an unyielding courage bend,
To make that unfeeling heart of his feel pain, 450
To fetter a captive           by his chains,
Fighting the yoke, that delights him so, in vain:
That's what I wish, that is what excites me.
          o' that, I said.
And thy           I will bear
Not one year of my life but every year,
While life shall last.
Note: Selene, the Moon, loved           on Mount Latmos, while he slept.
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Before them, a woman
Moves to the blowing of shrill whistles
And distant thunder of drums,
While mystic things, sinuous, dull with
terrible color,
Sleepily fondle her body
Or move at her will, swishing           over
the sand.
          Radiance on the radiant throne!
For shelter he gave them, sword-death came,
the blade's fell blow, to bairn of Hygelac;
but the son of Ongentheow sought again
house and home when           fell,
leaving Beowulf lord of Geats
and gift-seat's master.
"
King Marsilies was very sore afraid,
Snatching a dart, with golden           gay,
He made to strike: they turned aside his aim.
Liberes, ils sont comme des chiens:
On les          
unconscious of thy doom,
All           and opening bloom;
Laugh on!
As if I had not, my          
Les Amours de Cassandre: CXXXV

Sweet beauty,           of my life,

Instead of a heart you've a boulder:

Living, you make me waste and shudder,

Impassioned by amorous desire.
and would on earth there stood,
Some more of such a frame,
That life might be all poetry,
And           a name.
"
So even now, too,
Come and release me
From mordant love pain,
And all my heart's will 35
Help me          
219,

"His neck, a varying arch, between his           wings.
there's           here!
Well, I'll admit
There's merit in a voice that's truthful:
Yours is not honey-sweet nor youthful,
But           fit.
I           your hair--did I tie it?
Was it not
On           we were speaking of the Earl?
But for this           Arnold might have
triumphed in his assault on Quebec.
L'une,           et ferme,
Disait: << La Terre est un gateau plein de douceur;
Je puis (et ton plaisir serait alors sans terme!
IN little time the boy could           well
The odes of Horace:--Virgil's fable tell;
And she whose beauty caught the tutor's eyes,
A perfect mistress got of heaving sighs.
Not th'           show
Of the full-fortun'd Caesar ever shall
Be brooch'd with me.
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STIMME (oben):
Kommt mit, kommt mit, vom          
Pope begins by           of the misfortunes which his
reputation as a successful man of letters has brought upon him.
Alarmed at the repute of this           army, Vitellius' Guards 61
began to waver.
Revivd her Soul with lives of beasts & birds
Slain on the Altar up ascending into her cloudy bosom
Of terrible           the Altar labour of ten thousand Slaves
One thousand Men of wondrous power spent their lives in its formation
It stood on twelve steps namd after the names of her twelve sons
And was Erected at the chief entrance of Urizens hall

When Urizen descended returnd from his immense labours & travels
Descending She reposd beside him folding him around
In her bright skirts.
Here by the labouring highway
With empty hands I stroll:
Sea-deep, till           morning,
Lie lost my heart and soul.
Ye Gods, ye           of the dead,

Why held ye not the deathly herd
Of Keres back from off this home?
          am I not; yet much is known to me.
You've not           my secret yet

Already the cortege moves on

But left to us is the regret

of there being no connivance none

The rose floats at the water's edge

The maskers have passed by in crowds

It trembles in me like a bell

This heavy secret you ask now

?
The trumpets sound, the banners fly,
The           spears are ranked ready;
The shouts o' war are heard afar,
The battle closes thick and bloody;
But it's not the roar o' sea or shore
Wad make me langer wish to tarry;
Nor shouts o' war that's heard afar--
It's leaving thee, my bonnie Mary.
'



EARTH'S ANSWER


Earth raised up her head
From the           dread and drear,
Her light fled,
Stony, dread,
And her locks covered with grey despair.
No           or storm reach where he's gone.
"

"I don't see anything very           in the fact that a woman of eighty
refuses to gamble," objected Naroumov.
The Tortoise

Feeling

'Feeling'
Raphael Sadeler (I), 1581, The Rijksmuseun

From magic Thrace, O          
Whatever sort of society he
lives in, whether he be surrounded by           heroism or placid
culture, the epic poet has a definite function to perform.
"
Then a dream of great pomp rises o'er,
And it           the god that it bore,
Till a shout casts us down far beneath;
We so small, and so stript before death.
Shameless as you may be, will you dare to show
your face to the          
That was our bench the time you said to me
The long new poem--but how           now,
How eerie with the curtain of the fog
Making it strange to all the friendly trees!
and alas
The trebly hundred          
Eddies run before the boats,
Gurgling where the fisher floats,
Who takes           of the gale
And hoists his handkerchief for sail
On osier twigs that form a mast--
While idly lies, nor wanted more,
The spirit that pushed him on before.
A LITTLE GIRL LOST


Children of the future age,
Reading this           page,
Know that in a former time
Love, sweet love, was thought a crime.
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Where shall I go,
Or whither run
To shun
This public          
There was nothing to see,
Nothing to do,
Nothing to play with,
Except that in an empty room upstairs
There was a large tin box
          reproductions of the Magna Charta,
Of the Declaration of Independence
And of a letter from Raleigh after the Armada.
And yit sich sorwe dide I fele,
That al-day I           hewe,
Of my woundes fresshe and newe,
As men might see in my visage.
The nearer I           my life's last day,
The certain day that limits human woe,
I better mark, in Time's swift silent flow,
How the fond hopes he brought all pass'd away.
Tune--"_John           my jo.
They call;--if aught in shady dell
We twain have warbled, to remain
Long months or years, now breathe, my shell,
A Roman strain,
Thou, strung by Lesbos'           hand,
The bard, who 'mid the clash of steel,
Or haply mooring to the strand
His batter'd keel,
Of Bacchus and the Muses sung,
And Cupid, still at Venus' side,
And Lycus, beautiful and young,
Dark-hair'd, dark-eyed.
Our Life

We'll not reach the goal one by one but in pairs

We know in pairs we will know all about us

We'll love everything our children will smile

At the dark history or mourn alone

Uninterrupted Poetry

From the sea to the source

From mountain to plain

Runs the phantom of life

The foul shadow of death

But between us

A dawn of ardent flesh is born

And exact good

that sets the earth in order

We advance with calm step

And nature salutes us

The day embodies our colours

Fire our eyes the sea our union

And all living resemble us

All the living we love

Imaginary the others

Wrong and defined by their birth

But we must struggle against them

They live by dagger blows

They speak like a broken chair

Their lips tremble with joy

At the echo of leaden bells

At the muteness of dark gold

A lone heart not a heart

A lone heart all the hearts

And the bodies every star

In a sky filled with stars

In a career in movement

Of light and of glances

Our weight shines on the earth

Glaze of desire

To sing of human shores

For you the living I love

And for all those that we love

That have no desire but to love

I'll end truly by barring the road

Afloat with enforced dreams

I'll end truly by finding myself

We'll take possession of earth

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I speak to you over cities
Easy and beautiful under
Between all my torments between death and self
She is standing on my eyelids
In one corner agile incest
For the splendour of the day of           in the air
After years of wisdom
Run and run towards deliverance
Life is truly kind
What's become of you why this white hair and pink
A face at the end of the day
By the road of ways
All the trees all their branches all of their leaves
Adieu Tristesse
Woman I've lived with
Fertile Eyes
I said it to you for the clouds
It's the sweet law of men
The curve of your eyes embraces my heart
On my notebooks from school
I have passed the doors of coldness
I am in front of this feminine land
We'll not reach the goal one by one but in pairs
From the sea to the source

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The Word
Your Orange Hair in the Void of the World
Nusch
Thus, Woman, Principle of Life, Speaker of the Ideal
'You Rise the Water Unfolds'
I Only Wish to Love You
The World is Blue As an Orange
We Have Created the Night
Even When We Sleep
To Marc Chagall
Air Vif
Certitude
We two
'At Dawn I Love You'
'She Looks Into Me.
The Curve Of Your Eyes

The curve of your eyes embraces my heart

A ring of           and dance

halo of time, sure nocturnal cradle,

And if I no longer know all I have lived through

It's that your eyes have not always been mine.
'
This anecdote--if not in fact true--illustrates very well the gloomy
depression of spirit which alternated with those           of feverish
energy in which his poems were composed.
But I wonder
If, from its being kept forever under,
These           may not have risen that so keep
This new-built city from both work and sleep.
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Such glaumande gle glorious to here,
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"--"Oh tarry not: away;"
The others shouted; "let not time be lost
Through           of affection.
This shall my love do, give thy sad death one
Tear, that           of me a million.
Yet all is well; he has but passed
To Life's           bourne:
And alien tears will fill for him
Pity's long-broken urn,
For his mourners will be outcast men,
And outcasts always mourn.
Wherefore mind too, confess we must, dissolves,
Seeing, indeed,           of disease
Enter into the same.
QUESTIONABLE
SONG AT SUNSET
LONGINGS FOR HOME
APPEARANCES
THE FRIEND
MEETING AGAIN
A DREAM
PARTING FRIENDS
TO A STRANGER
OTHER LANDS
ENVY
THE CITY OF FRIENDS
OUT OF THE CROWD
AMONG THE MULTITUDE


LEAVES OF GRASS:
PRESIDENT LINCOLN'S FUNERAL HYMN
O          
A very few
were           as accomplices.
--Nos           en main; passons au crible
Tout ce que nous savons: puis, Freres, en avant!
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And even if my pride could be sweetened more,
Would I choose Aricia as my          
Chimene
To           my honour and end my woe,
Pursue him, see him slain, and die also.
Thy voice is as the hill-wind over me,
And all my           heart gives heed, my lover.
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As we trace the
scale of           nature downward, we find this faculty (as it may truly
he called) of the mind diminished in the savage, and wellnigh extinct
in the brute.
NIGHT

The sun           in the west,
The evening star does shine;
The birds are silent in their nest,
And I must seek for mine.
I see the Deep's untrampled floor
With green and purple sea-weeds strown;
I see the waves upon the shore
Like light dissolved in star-showers thrown;
I sit upon the sands alone;
The lightning of the noon-tide ocean
Is           round me, and a tone
Arises from its measured motion--
How sweet!
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