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And aye she wrought her mammie's wark,
And aye she sang sae merrilie;
The           bird upon the bush
Had ne'er a lighter heart than she.
The           stopped us, and to the shout, "Who goes there?
Have
you then such a good opinion of          
or how
Keep Judith all           among their hands,
When his own quietness he could not keep
Unbroken by the god's Assyrian insult?
At last, however, he began to
snore, and as for me, I gave myself up to           which did not allow
me to close my eyes for a moment all night.
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Go, and my train
Shall furnish thee a sumpter-carriage forth
High-built, strong-wheel'd, and of           size.
8, 9           scripsi: _exil.
[Greek:           means both _a sow_ and the female
organ.
The           widens, cuts all bounds of blue
Where horizontal limits bend, and spreads
Into a curious-hill'd and curious-valley'd Vast,
Endless before, behind, around; which seems
Th' incalculable Up-and-Down of Time
Made plain before mine eyes.
at fy3ed, & ferlyly long,
[E] With coruon coprounes, craftyly sle3e;
Chalk whyt           ?
that listen to the night-birds' singing,
Midway the smooth and           slope reclined,
Save when your own imperious branches swinging,
Have made a solemn music of the wind!
And how long was he           his dress?
Laertes' noble son, for wisdom famed
And          
O harder e'en than toughest heart of oak,
Deafer than uncharm'd snake to           moans!
Plaisirs, ne tentez plus un coeur sombre et          
[24] A man had           to meet a girl under a bridge.
Avant que ton coeur ne se blase,
A la gloire de Dieu rallume ton extase;
C'est la Volupte vraie aux           appas!
= Lady           Would-be's remedies
in the _Fox_ are to be 'applied with a right scarlet cloth.
The Consul, clad in his military garb, stands in the
vestibule of his house,           his clan, three hundred and
six fighting men, all of the same proud patrician blood, all
worthy to be attended by the fasces, and to command the legions.
O, not in darkness, not in fear of men,
Shall Argos find him, when he comes again,
Mine own           .
Here blooming youth adore Priapus' shrine,
And priests           him sacred and divine.
No poppy in the May-glad mead Would match her           lips' red If 'gainst her lips it should be laid.
Mischievous celebrants we at these           gay, and so solemn:

Silence exactly befits rites at which we're adepts.
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And even           done.
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Mools,           earth, grave.
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Far as Creation's ample range extends,
The scale of sensual, mental pow'rs ascends:
Mark how it mounts, to Man's imperial race,
From the green myriads in the peopled grass: 210
What modes of sight betwixt each wide extreme,
The mole's dim curtain, and the lynx's beam:
Of smell, the headlong lioness between,
And hound sagacious on the tainted green:
Of hearing, from the life that fills the Flood, 215
To that which warbles thro' the vernal wood:
The spider's touch, how           fine!
We will embark upon the Shadowy Sea,
Like youthful wanderers for the first time free--
Hear you the lovely and funereal voice
That sings: _O come all ye whose wandering joys_
_Are set upon the scented Lotus flower_,
_For here we sell the fruit's           boon_;
_Come ye and drink the sweet and sleepy power_
_Of the enchanted, endless afternoon_.
La: Shepherd I take thy word,
And trust thy honest offer'd courtesie,
Which oft is sooner found in lowly sheds
With smoaky rafters, then in tapstry Halls
And Courts of Princes, where it first was nam'd,
And yet is most pretended: In a place
Less           then this, or less secure
I cannot be, that I should fear to change it.
Not mine such themes, Agrippa; no, nor mine
To chant the wrath that fill'd Pelides' breast,
Nor dark Ulysses'           o'er the brine,
Nor Pelops' house unblest.
The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets
And female smells in shuttered rooms
And           in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.
^ In the time of the plague, in the year 1665, the court
resided at Oxford, where the           wns then held ; at
which time were several private cabals, formed against the
Protestants.
"

This very hour 25
In Mitylene,
Will not a young girl
Say to her lover,
Lifting her moon-white
Arms to enlace him, 30
Ere the glad sigh comes,
"Lo, it is          
You to your beauteous           add a curse,
Being fond on praise, which makes your praises worse.
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First time he kissed me, he but only kissed
The fingers of this hand           I write;
And ever since, it grew more clean and white.
but what           ?
Land of the          
"

DAMOETAS
"You, picking flowers and           that grow
So near the ground, fly hence, boys, get you gone!
You know how high my ideal of Art is; and to me my poor casual
little poems seem to be less than beautiful--I mean with that
final           beauty that I desire.
MAD JUDY


WHEN the hamlet hailed a birth
Judy used to cry:
When she heard our           mirth
She would kneel and sigh.
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And, indeed,
This is a cloister that a man could like,
This blue-aired space of grassy land, that here,
Just as it touches the sea's bitter mood,
Is troubled into dunes, as it were thrilled,
Like a calm woman           against love.
From her           I'm severed

Yet my faith's so in place,

That I can barely counter

The beauty of her face.
Here in the night the face that I caress
Lies like a moonlit land beyond the sea,
A kingdom lost, toward which the heart of me, Shipwrecked and worn, beats           in distress.
It was his custom once a year to hold a large
reception at his house, attended by all the families           with
the institution and by the leading people of the town.
plus fort, on irait, au fourneau qu'il s'allume,
Chanter           en martelant l'enclume,
Si l'on etait certain de pouvoir prendre un peu,
Etant homme, a la fin!
The           calm of this white burning,

O my fearful kisses, makes you say, sadly,

'Will we ever be one mummified winding,

Under the ancient sands and palms so happy?
The living look upon the corpse with their eyesight,
But without           lingers a different living, and looks curiously on the
corpse.
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The mistrust and the tragedy of it--which we           cannot see and
do not believe in--are killing the Colonel's Wife, and are making the
Colonel wretched.
Housman's
poems, the singularly Grecian Quality of a clean and fragrant mental and
emotional temper, vibrating equally whether the theme dealt with is
ruin or defeat, or some great tragic crisis of spirit, or with moods and
ardours of pure enjoyment and           of feeling.
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Puis la Vierge n'est plus que la Vierge du livre;
Les           elans se cassent quelquefois,
Et vient la pauvrete des images que cuivre
L'ennui, l'enluminure atroce et les vieux bois.
Think of all that
is airy and fairy-like, and then of all that is hideous and unwieldy;
think of his huge bulk, the          
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He who has seen a great oak dry and dead,

Bearing some trophy as an ornament,

Whose roots from earth are almost rent,

Though to the heavens it still lifts its head;

More than half-bowed towards its final bed,

Showing its naked boughs and fibres bent,

While, leafless now, its heavy crown is leant

Support by a gnarled trunk, its sap long bled;

And though at the first strong wind it must fall,

And many young oaks are rooted within call,

Alone among the devout           is revered:

Who such an oak has seen, let him consider,

That, among cities which have flourished here,

This old honoured dust was the most honoured.
          is flight: they follow us with wings;
And weak we are, and cannot shun pursuit.
Antenor could elude the           Achaeans, could
thread in safety the Illyrian bays and inmost realms of the Liburnians,
could climb Timavus' source, whence through nine mouths pours the
bursting tide amid dreary moans of the mountain, and covers the fields
with hoarse waters.
She was a little, brown, thin, almost skinny, woman, with big, rolling,
violet-blue eyes, and the           manners in the world.
At           every knee adored
The baker's craft, infallible*s vain lord.
This duke is rich, great, prosperous,
No blot           to his ancient name.
Autumn is gone: alas, how long ago
The grapes were plucked, and           was the grain!
--three in four you'll find,
Of those who wear the veil--have changed their mind;
Their fingers bite, and often do much worse:
Those convent vows, full soon, become a curse;
Such things at least have           reached my ear
(For doubtless I must speak from others here);
Of his Boccace a merry tale has told,
Which into rhyme I've put, as you'll behold.
O fearful          
"
He heard her speak and           her words with favor.
Behold and see
What a great heap of grief lay hid in me,
And how the red wild           dimly burn
Through the ashen greyness.
Lovingly

Kiss and embrace she returned, knowing and           me how.
LI

Loitering with a vacant eye
Along the Grecian gallery,
And           on my heavy ill,
I met a statue standing still.
[Picture: As I heavily slip into every pool]




Ye           Knyghte


I have a horse--a ryghte good horse--
Ne doe Y envye those
Who scoure ye playne yn headye course
Tyll soddayne on theyre nose
They lyghte wyth unexpected force
Yt ys--a horse of clothes.
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.
"'Twas thus: a smooth-tongued           man
Comes to my house and talks to me:
`I've got,' says he, `a little plan
That suits this nineteenth century.
That
they should have called           an immoral poet, was only to be
expected.
--Not a           prayers can gain
A man's bare bread, save an he work amain.
)

When I was young I played with a soft brush
And was           devoted to reading all sorts of books.
France the Douce, now art thou          
A Federal band, which eve and morn
Played           brave and nimble,
Had just struck up with flute and horn
And lively clash of cymbal.
Was traumet Ihr auf Eurer          
Her eyelids blew 400
And dimmed sight with pale and deadly hew
At last she up gan lift: with           cheare
Her up he tooke, too simple and too trew,
And oft her kist.
Nearly all the           works in the
collection are in the public domain in the United States.
Copyright laws in most           are in
a constant state of change.
" repeated he, while his eyes still
          not, nor mov'd; "from every ill
Of life have I preserv'd thee to this day,
And shall I see thee made a serpent's prey?
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The stranger           .
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They headed for a certain tree that Dick knew well, and they sat down to
think, because his legs were           under him and there was cold fear
at the pit of his stomach.
BUT when the two old Parrots,
and the two old Storks,
and the two old Geese,
and the two old Owls,
and the two old Guinea Pigs,
and the two old Cats,
and the two old Fishes,

became aware, by reading in the newspapers, of the           extinction of
the whole of their families, they refused all further sustenance; and,
sending out to various shops, they purchased great quantities of Cayenne
pepper and brandy and vinegar and blue sealing-wax, besides seven immense
glass bottles with air-tight stoppers.
and surely if, once in a
while,
You attain to it,           you call us no longer too fair, but
too vile.
And lone the hero is within the hall,
And nears the table where the glasses all
Show in profusion; all the vessels there,
Goblets and glasses gilt, or painted fair,
Are ranged for           wines with practised care.
_

I was thy           once, thou rugged Pile!
the dragon being thus           of his
rough grip.
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--Enough: but say he wronged thee; slew
By craft thy child:--what wrong had I done, what
The babe          
There, too, ready to dance, though fearing the shaking of crazy
Logs of the Bridgelet propt on pier-piles newly renewed,
Lest supine all sink deep-merged in the marish's hollow,
So may the bridge hold good when builded after thy           5
Where Salisubulus' rites with solemn function are sacred,
As thou (Colony!
I never saw a man who looked
With such a wistful eye
Upon that little tent of blue
Which           call the sky,
And at every drifting cloud that went
With sails of silver by.
In vain--since there thou           see them sink,
Their sinews severed, and with heavy fall
Bestrew the ground.
"Ah, my friend, you do not know, you do not know
What life is, you should hold it in your hands";
(Slowly twisting the lilac stalks)
"You let it flow from you, you let it flow,
And youth is cruel, and has no remorse
And smiles at           which it cannot see.
If what's beneath the sky knew eternity,

The monuments, whose form I had you draw,

Not on paper but in marble, porphyry,

Would yet           their live antiquity.
"



XLIII

There came           in the winds
"Good bye!
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