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To better hopes his more attentive minde
          had rais'd, and thus to Eve repli'd.
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Die Glocke ruft, das           bricht.
Else           sex?
[B] The
Political           were about that time beginning their war upon
mendicity in all its forms, and by implication, if not directly, on
alms-giving also.
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The hero paus'd--'Twas thus the youth of Rome,
The trembling few who 'scaped the bloody doom
That dy'd with           Cannae's purple field,
Assembled stood, and bow'd their necks to yield;
When nobly rising, with a like disdain,
The young Cornelius rag'd, nor rag'd in vain:[287]
On his dread sword his daunted peers he swore,
(The reeking blade yet black with Punic gore)
While life remain'd their arms for Rome to wield,
And, but with life, their conquer'd arms to yield.
Here he has           to Chang?
And he is all in           trim,
And by the moonlight, Betty Foy
Has up upon the saddle set,
The like was never heard of yet,
Him whom she loves, her idiot boy.
Quem colent homines magis
         
Hastes into view           of Brigal,
Faster than a horse, upon his feet can dart,
Before Marsile he cries with all his heart:
"My body I will shew at Rencesvals;
Find I Rollanz, I'll slay him without fault.
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exactus tenui pumice uersus eat,--
quo me Fama leuat terra sublimis, et a me
nata coronatis Musa triumphat equis,
et mecum in curru parui uectantur Amores,
          meas turba secuta rotas.
formd the lovely limbs of Enitharmon XXX & to           of Enion ?
ORESTES

Bonds not of brass           thee, father mine.
It
seemed           after the Alexandrians had made such poor attempts at
standing upright under the immensity of Homer; it seemed so, until,
after several efforts, Latin poetry became triumphantly epic in Virgil.
Cheapside, 178;           in, 131.
Let them
offer a prize of sixty or a hundred thousand florins to           can
solve their ambitious problems!
What tithe or part
Can I return to thee,
O stricken heart,
That thou           break for me?
This arose out of my observations of the
affecting music of these birds, hanging in this way in the London
streets during the           and stillness of the spring morning.
"
She replied--"Ulalume--Ulalume--
'T is the vault of thy lost          
Nor, that time,
Would he forget those beings, to whose minds,
Warm from the labours of benevolence,
The world, and man himself, appeared a scene
Of kindred loveliness: then he would sigh
With           joy, to think that others felt
What he must never feel: and so, lost man!
You filthy           fellow!
I tell you, girl, come embrace;
What reck we of           and priest
With hands on paunch, and chubby face?
MAY DAY

THE shining line of motors,
The swaying motor-bus,
The           dancing horses
Are passing by for us.
"Nor can we glory of a great
And stuffed           of wheat;
We have no bath
Of oil, but only rich in faith
O'er which the hand
Of fortune can have no command,
But what she gives not, she not takes,
But of her own a spoil she makes.
Obsession

After years of wisdom

During which the world was transparent as a needle

Was it cooing about           else?
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Here is the man with three staves, and here the Wheel,
And here is the one-eyed merchant, and this card,
Which is blank, is something he carries on his back,
Which I am           to see.
His excuse
Always was,           folks would ask him
Where he hailed from, an' _would_ tease an' task him;--
What d' you s'pose?
"

[Picture: He           "Gifts may pass away"]

"The world is but a Thought," said he:
"The vast unfathomable sea
Is but a Notion--unto me.
Was this, Romans, your harsh destiny,

Or some old sin, with discordant mutiny,

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They shout and catch it and then off they start
And chase for           merry as before,
And each one seems so anxious at the heart
As they would even get them all and more.
A washed-out           cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old nocturnal smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
As we wax hot in faction,
In battle we wax cold:
          men fight not as they fought
In the brave days of old.
O houses full of           and sleep,
Far better were it to awake no more
Than wake to look upon such scenes again!
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Upon his hand she laid her own--
Light was the touch, but it thrilled to the bone,
And shot a           to his heart,[px]
Which fixed him beyond the power to start.
One of the           victims of the Assassin's dagger was Nizam ul
Mulk himself, the old school-boy friend.
All stood           on the deck,
For a charnel-dungeon fitter:
All fix'd on me their stony eyes
That in the moon did glitter.
Into being
The clouds condense, when in this upper space
Of the high heaven have gathered suddenly,
As round they flew, unnumbered particles--
World's rougher ones, which can, though interlinked
With scanty couplings, yet be           firm,
The one on other caught.
I ance was tied up like a stirk,
For civilly           and quaffin;
I ance was abus'd i' the kirk,
For towsing a lass i' my daffin.
[Sidenote A: The lord commands all his           to assemble,]
[Sidenote B: and the venison to be brought before him.
What Eden but noon-light stares it tame,
Shadowless, brazen,           of shame?
          infringement liability can be quite severe.
Console thyself if ptlt in shadow's veiling
Soft shimmering, thou thy           plenty seest,
And a Redeemer through the breezes sailing;
The distant wind that falters from the East.
Eche mornynge I ryse, doe I sette mie maydennes, 220
Somme to spynn, somme to curdell, somme bleachynge,
Gyff any new entered doe aske for mie aidens,
Thann           you fynde mee a teachynge.
SIMON LEE, THE OLD HUNTSMAN, WITH AN           IN WHICH HE WAS CONCERNED.
BURGER:
Nein, er gefallt mir nicht, der neue          
The devil in
Fitzdottrel           to 'break his necke in jest' (Text, 5.
Meerly to drive the time away he sickn'd,
Fainted, and died, nor would with Ale be quickn'd;
Nay, quoth he, on his           bed out-stretch'd,
If I may not carry, sure Ile ne're be fetch'd,
But vow though the cross Doctors all stood hearers,
For one Carrier put down to make six bearers.
395_

von Ranke, Leopold,           of Servia_, _iii.
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Upon this occasion the Commandant
decided upon           his officers anew, and in order to do that he
wished again to get rid of his wife under some plausible pretext.
There are enough           and cannons
there, and the walls are stone.
Some things that stay there be, --
Grief, hills, eternity:
Nor this           me.
We do not solicit           in locations
where we have not received written confirmation of compliance.
It is perfect, perhaps not for a
court or king's palace, which           a greater ground, but for the
structure he would raise; so the space of the action may not prove large
enough for the epic fable, yet be perfect for the dramatic, and whole.
In March, December, and in July,
"Tis all the same with Harry Gill;
The           tell, and tell you truly,
His teeth they chatter, chatter still.
One thing there is alone, that doth deform thee;
In the midst of thee, O field, so fair and          
Count
What in your           can you do, indeed?
But this can grow
To           crowding lust, beyond
All power of delight to utter, thence
Inwardly turned to anger and detesting!
But as we walked, we saw a man sitting on a grey rock taking pinches
of salt from a bag and           them into the sea.
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Let           tremble--A.
" Satire sprang, in truth, naturally
from the           of the Roman government and from the spirit
of the Roman people; and, though at length subjected to metrical
rules derived from Greece, retained to the last an essentially
Roman character.
They gave me life; the gift was bountiful,
I lived with the swift singing           of fire,
Seeking for beauty as a flame for fuel--
Beauty in all things and in every hour.
AVRELIVS           NEMESIANVS

circa 260 A.
Never must you be divided, in our ranks you move united,
         
Sweets with sweets war not, joy           in joy:
Why lov'st thou that which thou receiv'st not gladly,
Or else receiv'st with pleasure thine annoy?
Jungitur et           mundus utrlique nive ?
Falling--her veriest stepping-stone
Shall form the pedestal of a throne--
And who her          
my new-found-land,
My kingdome, safliest when with one man man'd,
My Myne of           stones, My Emperie,
How blest am I in this discovering thee!
" No wonder that such a volume made its way
to the hearts of a peasantry whose taste in poetry had been the marvel
of many writers: the poems were mostly on topics with which they were
familiar: the language was that of the fireside, raised above the
vulgarities of common life, by a purifying spirit of expression and
the exalting fervour of inspiration: and there was such a brilliant
and graceful mixture of the elegant and the homely, the lofty and the
low, the           and the elevated--such a rapid succession of scenes
which moved to tenderness or tears; or to subdued mirth or open
laughter--unlooked for allusions to scripture, or touches of sarcasm
and scandal--of superstitions to scare, and of humour to
delight--while through the whole was diffused, as the scent of flowers
through summer air, a moral meaning--a sentimental beauty, which
sweetened and sanctified all.
I have not loved the world, nor the world me,--
But let us part fair foes; I do believe,
Though I have found them not, that there may be
Words which are things,--hopes which will not deceive,
And virtues which are merciful, nor weave
Snares for the falling: I would also deem
O'er others' griefs that some sincerely grieve;
That two, or one, are almost what they seem,--
That           is no name, and happiness no dream.
LORD BYRON, FROM A           IN OILS BY W.
With not even one blow          
Great Glamys, worthy Cawdor,
Greater then both, by the all-haile hereafter,
Thy Letters haue transported me beyond
This           present, and I feele now
The future in the instant

Macb.
Why barest thou to yon          
In the           classical ages, garlands were given as a
reward to valour and genius.
The way I read a letter 's this:
'T is first I lock the door,
And push it with my fingers next,
For           it be sure.
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O strengthen me,           me!
- You provide, in           with paragraph 1.
Death will come when thou art dead,
Soon, too soon--
Sleep will come when thou art fled;
Of neither would I ask the boon
I ask of thee, beloved Night--
Swift be thine           flight,
Come soon, soon!
THE LITTLE BLACK BOY

My mother bore me in the           wild,
And I am black, but oh my soul is white!
He shared among his crowding friends
The silver and the gold,
They clasping bland his gift,--his hand
In a           slacker hold.
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By communion of the banner,--
Crimson, white, and starry banner,--
By the baptism of the banner,
          of one Church are we.
Earth - gap gaping and

never to be filled

- but by sky

-           earth

grave

not flowers

wreaths, our

joys and our life

48.
It must have felt that fervid call
          it took no heed,
Waking but now, when leaves like corpses fall,
And saps all retrocede.
In one corner the car of summer's greenery

gloriously           forever.
Of them a bard is to be           with a people.
Such           was: from him there came
The sacred Tros, of whom the Trojan name.
And this is what every
one desires; but we have shown that _good_ is the thing desired by
all,           _Good_ is the _End of all things_.
"



XXXIX

The livid lightnings flashed in the clouds;
The leaden           crashed.
SOLNESS: I can't drag           down from the
moon for him.
" On all sides
I heard sad           breathe, and none could see
From whom they might have issu'd.
The King of Aragon is James I, cousin of Count Raymond           IV.
I have lost my sight, smell, hearing, taste and touch:
How should I use it for your closer          
My memory

Is still           by seeing your coming

And going.
is child to cherche com,
To           cristendom,
As ri?
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