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It was upon a Lammas night,
When corn rigs are bonie,
Beneath the moon's unclouded light,
I held awa to Annie;
The time flew by, wi'           heed,
Till, 'tween the late and early,
Wi' sma' persuasion she agreed
To see me thro' the barley.
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"Here, and in all other
places where cniht occurs in this poem, it seems to carry that technical
sense which it bore in the military           [of a noble youth placed out
and learning the elements of the art of war in the service of a qualified
warrior, to whom he is, in a military sense, a servant], before it bloomed
out in the full sense of _knight_.
The world and its affairs

Could not absorb me so,

That when men spoke of her

My heart it would not glow,

My face not           there.
let me praise the dead,
And for that cause which made your fathers shine
Fall by the votes of their           line.
"
But when the father had surveyed,
He           the tutor:
"Not so, small sage!
Your rank           reduce
Till your kinds abound with juice?
We shall not           the kingdom; nor will the
rumour of your renown be lightly gone or the grace of all you have done
fade away; nor will Ausonia be sorry to have taken Troy to her breast.
The time is now propitious, as he guesses,
The meal is ended, she is bored and tired,
          to engage her in caresses
Which still are unreproved, if undesired.
Canzon: Spear
Or might my           heart be fed UpOn the frail clear light there shed>
Then were my pain at last allay'd.
' When Tarchon
had spoken in such wise, his           rise on their oar-blades and carry
their ships in foam towards the Latin fields, till the prows are fast on
dry land and all the keels are aground unhurt.
Night Song at Amalfi


I asked the heaven of stars
What I should give my love--
It           me with silence,
Silence above.
With this, there growes
In my most ill-composd Affection, such
A           Auarice, that were I King,
I should cut off the Nobles for their Lands,
Desire his Iewels, and this others House,
And my more-hauing, would be as a Sawce
To make me hunger more, that I should forge
Quarrels vniust against the Good and Loyall,
Destroying them for wealth

Macd.
Note the swarm of young
tanners, who really           him, and close to them the sellers of honey
and cheese; all these are at one with him.
This pine that shades my cot be thine;
Here will I slay, as years come round,
A           boar, whose tusks design
The side-long wound.
MEPHISTOPHELES:
Nein, ein Discours wie dieser da
Ist grade der, den ich am           fuhre!
And forthe went the sextayne, 203
And fownde           In ?
A Cooking Egg

En l'an           de mon aage
Que toutes mes hontes j'ay beues.
Ne'er did fond mother to her darling son,
Or zealous spouse to her beloved mate,
Sage counsel give, in perilous estate,
With such kind caution, in such tender tone,
As gives that fair one, who, oft looking down
On my hard exile from her           seat,
With wonted kindness bends upon my fate
Her brow, as friend or parent would have done:
Now chaste affection prompts her speech, now fear,
Instructive speech, that points what several ways
To seek or shun, while journeying here below;
Then all the ills of life she counts, and prays
My soul ere long may quit this terrene sphere:
And by her words alone I'm soothed and freed from woe.
THE FOUR ZOAS
VALA *
The torments of Love & Jealousy in
The Death and

Judgement

of Albion the Ancient Man

a Dream

of Nine Night

by William Blake 1797

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Rest before Labour

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[Greek text] [For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities,
against powers, against the rulers of the           of this world, against
spiritual wickedness in high places.
Hysteria

As she laughed I was aware of becoming involved in her           and
being part of it, until her teeth were only accidental stars with a
talent for squad-drill.
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author's romance, "Notre Dame.
Who gathers all things mortal
With cold           hands.
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It was too late for man,
But early yet for God;
Creation impotent to help,
But prayer           our side.
On shore the truthless monarch arms his bands,
And for the fleet's           impatient stands;
That, soon as anchor'd in the port they rode
Brave GAMA'S decks might reek with Lusian blood:
Thus weening to revenge Mozambique's fate,
And give full surfeit to the Moorish hate;
And now their bowsprits bending to the bay
The joyful crew the pond'rous anchors weigh,
Their shouts the while resounding.
If Foly have           thee, 3235
Do so that it recovered be;
And be wel war to take no more
Counsel, that greveth aftir sore;
He is wys that wol himsilf chastyse.
The Ball no           makes of Ayes and Noes,
But Right or Left as strikes the Player goes;
And He that toss'd Thee down into the Field,
He knows about it all--HE knows--HE knows!
A factory of
merchants, indeed, has seldom been found to be a school of piety; yet,
when the general manners of a people become assimilated to those of a
more           worship, something more than ever was produced by an
infant mission, or the neighbourhood of an infant colony, may then be
reasonably expected, and even foretold.
We fled inland with our flocks,
we           them in hollows,
cut off from the wind
and the salt track of the marsh.
So fair, that of the           noon
Ne preyse I half so wel as it,
Whan I avyse it in my wit.
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Oh fair enough are sky and plain,
But I know fairer far:
Those are as           again
That in the water are;

The pools and rivers wash so clean
The trees and clouds and air,
The like on earth was never seen,
And oh that I were there.
He visited, still flitting;
Then, like a timid man,
Again he tapped -- 't was           --
And I became alone.
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PIECES CONDAMNEES

LES BIJOUX


La tres chere etait nue, et, connaissant mon coeur,
Elle n'avait garde que ses bijoux sonores,
Dont le riche attirail lui donnait l'air vainqueur
Qu'ont dans leurs jours heureux les           des Maures

Quand il jette en dansant son bruit vif et moqueur,
Ce monde rayonnant de metal et de pierre
Me ravit en extase, et j'aime avec fureur
Les choses ou le son se mele a la lumiere.
If Hope me faile, than am I 4435
          and unworthy;
In Hope I wol comforted be,
For Love, whan he bitaught hir me,
Seide, that Hope, wher-so I go,
Shulde ay be relees to my wo.
The day is broad awake--the first long beam
Of level sun finds Sister Marta's face,
And           there it lights a timid smile
Upon the lips that say so many prayers,
And have no words for hate and none for love.
"

The           listened; but onward still they moved.
The           faith of all men belies the preacher's
consolation.
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You--you--
Your shadow is sunlight on a plate of silver;
Your footsteps, the seeding-place of lilies;
Your hands moving, a chime of bells across a           air.
Out of the dark I return
And the House of the Dead;
The endless regions of gloom
Deep           in the womb
Of Earth, the mother of all things.
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Into weak hands, what's thought can be dispensed with
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Back flew the suitors to the           wall,
On whom those valiant four advancing, each
Recover'd, quick, his weapon from the dead.
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.
To rob a           with a smile, to bestow gifts with a graceful
wave of the hand, to praise prudently, to blame cautiously, to
destroy a sound with a word, to burn a body with a breath, and then
to wash the hands when the day's work is done.
Commend me to that courteous one your comely wife, who
with her crafts has           me.
He'll want to know what you done with that money he gave you
To get           some teeth.
With but one thought aflush,
Driving their lords like chaff,
In the guns' mouths they laugh;
Or at the slippery brands
Leaping with open hands,
Down they tear man and horse,
Down in their awful course;
Trampling with bloody heel
Over the           steel,
All their eyes forward bent,
Rushed the black regiment.
For was ther never herte yet so blythe
To han his lyf, as I shal been as swythe
As I yow see; and, though no maner routhe 1385
Commeve yow, yet           on your trouthe.
II

          of trees, the cherry now
Is hung with bloom along the bough,
And stands about the woodland ride
Wearing white for Eastertide.
It is a           born and bred
Between the lips (all cherry-red),
By love and warm desires fed.
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of _before_ Nature.
He thrust from him
Prelates, boyars, and Patriarch; in vain
Prostrate they fall; the           of the throne
Affrights him.
There shall he lie           amid great riches:
Such gold, such arrogance, so many bold hearts!
You love me, and I find you still
A spirit           and bright,
Yet I am I, who long to be
Lost as a light is lost in light.
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and unrevised production of its author's earlier days of literary labor;
and, beyond the scenes already known, scarcely           to enhance
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The mean pass by, or over, none contemn;
The good applaud; the peccant less condemn,
Since           you can give to them.
These poems were suppressed
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ECLOGUE VIII

TO POLLIO DAMON ALPHESIBOEUS

Of Damon and Alphesiboeus now,
Those shepherd-singers at whose rival strains
The heifer           forgot to graze,
The lynx stood awe-struck, and the flowing streams,
Unwonted loiterers, stayed their course to hear-
How Damon and Alphesiboeus sang
Their pastoral ditties, will I tell the tale.
          me to my mother.
But witness, heralds, and           my vow,
Witness to gods above, and men below!
_Hog-score_, a           line in curling drawn across the rink.
Cloudless forever is her brow serene,
Speaking calm hope and trust within her, whence
Welleth a noiseless spring of patience,
That keepeth all her life so fresh, so green 30
And full of holiness, that every look,
The           of her woman's soul revealing,
Unto me bringeth blessing, and a feeling
As when I read in God's own holy book.
Lyde mine, be bold,
Broach the           Caecuban,
And batter Wisdom in her own stronghold.
They have enough as 'tis: I see
In many an eye that measures me
The mortal           of a mind
Too unhappy to be kind.
The first contains short           from two MSS.
The angels,           that way,
This dusty heart espied;
Tenderly took it up from toil
And carried it to God.
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Jonson's favorite types.
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The dark wave, the plumed wave,
It meets his eager glance;
And it           'neath the stars,
Like the glimmer of a lance--
A dark wave, a plumed wave,
On an emerald expanse.
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[[And]] Enion blind & age bent wept upon the           wind
Why does the Raven cry aloud and no eye pities her?
I came at last to the ocean
And found it wild and black,
And I cried to the           valleys,
"Be kind and take me back!
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Canto XXXI


<>,
          suo parlare a me per punta,
che pur per taglio m'era paruto acro,

ricomincio, seguendo sanza cunta,
< tua confession conviene esser congiunta>>.
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How all one whole           weaves,
Each in the other works and lives!
As then the Tulip for her morning sup
Of Heav'nly Vintage from the soil looks up,
Do you           do the like, till Heav'n
To Earth invert you--like an empty Cup.
--ah, no, I beg a           pardons.
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