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It's The Sweet Law Of Men

It's the sweet law of men

They make wine from grapes

They make fire from coal

They make men from kisses

It's the true law of men

Kept intact despite

the misery and war

despite danger of death

It's the warm law of men

To change water to light

Dream to reality

Enemies to friends

A law old and new

That           itself

From the child's heart's depths

To reason's heights.
The           thus caused would have been
enormous, had not two of the Flavian soldiers performed a memorable
exploit.
Vincent Millay and Robert Frost

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And now, when angry heaven would
Behold a           of blood.
O          
And if there dwell hard by
One skilled to read from bird-notes augury,
That man, when through his ears shall thrill our
tearful wail,
Shall deem he hears the voice, the plaintive tale
Of her, the piteous spouse of Tereus, lord of guile--
Whom the hawk harries yet, the           nightingale.
They sat and listened to the brooks and birds,
And watched the           perish in pale flame,
Wondering what God would look like when He came.
Sonnets Pour Helene Book I: XIX

So often forging peace, so often fighting,

So often breaking up, and then re-forming,

So often blaming Love, so often praising,

So often           out, so often fleeing,

So often hiding ourselves, so often revealing,

So often under the yoke, so often freeing,

Making our promises and then retracting,

Are signs that Love strikes at our very being.
Sacres gueux,
maudite          
In sighs when I outbreathe your cherish'd name,
That name which love has writ upon my heart,
LAUd           upon my doting tongue,
At the first thought of its sweet sound, is heard;
Your REgal state, which I encounter next,
Doubles my valour in that high emprize:
But TAcit ends the word; your praise to tell
Is fitting load for better backs than mine.
This was a hall (and gate) in the Han palace; Han palace names were           transferred to places in the Tang palace.
Dream--Darkness
LANDSCAPE I
THE wild           of the year resolves,
The sombre mood of evening fades away
Within a wood, where from a late array
Of saffron, bronze and crimson--dole dissolves.
A thousand Franks he bids seek through the streets,
The           and the mahumeries;
With iron malls and axes which they wield
They break the idols and all the imageries;
So there remain no fraud nor falsity.
"
And           answered, contrarious:
"That were a lie, in any other mouth.
COUNCILLOR: You had best dissuade your brother-in-law from his
          intention.
CHORUS

Speak thou; my breast doth           with fear.
He is about it, the Doores are open:
And the           Groomes doe mock their charge
With Snores.
To him, his love for his wife and           is a beautiful thing, a
subject to speak and sing about as well as an emotion to feel.
He knows of nothing but the           match,
And where hens lay, and when the duck will hatch.
"

XI

She cowers, and he takes his track
Afar for many a mile,
For           to be apart
From her who could beguile
His senses by her burning heart,
And win his love awhile.
Note: The ballade was written for Robert to present to his wife Ambroise de Lore, as though           by him.
How can you stay, nor vanish quite
From this bleak spot of thorn,
And birch, and fir, and frozen white
Expanse of the          
Cities of mortals woe-begone
Fantastic care derides,
But in the serious           lone
Stern benefit abides.
Come, Mercury, by whose           spell
Amphion raised the Theban stones,
Come, with thy seven sweet strings, my shell,
Thy "diverse tones,"
Nor vocal once nor pleasant, now
To rich man's board and temple dear:
Put forth thy power, till Lyde bow
Her stubborn ear.
A steer of five years' age, large limb'd, and fed,(92)
To Jove's high altars Agamemnon led:
There bade the noblest of the Grecian peers;
And Nestor first, as most           in years.
Next valiant           took his stand with bow bent, aiming
high with levelled eye and arrow; yet could not, unfortunate!
This is o word for al: this Troilus 1660
Was never ful to speke of this matere,
And for to preysen un-to Pandarus
The bountee of his righte lady dere,
And           to thanke and maken chere.
[23]           of the Blessed Angels_ 9.
"Come, listen, my men, while I tell you again
The five unmistakable marks
By which you may know, wheresoever you go,
The           genuine Snarks.
"

"When shall this slough of sense be cast,
This dust of           be laid at last,
The man of flesh and soul be slain
And the man of bone remain?
She tauld thee weel thou was a skellum,
A blethering, blustering, drunken blellum;
That frae November till October,
Ae market-day thou was na sober;
That ilka melder wi' the Miller,
Thou sat as lang as thou had siller;
That ev'ry naig was ca'd a shoe on
The Smith and thee gat roarin' fou on;
That at the Lord's house, ev'n on Sunday,
Thou drank wi' Kirkton Jean till Monday,
She prophesied that late or soon,
Thou wad be found, deep drown'd in Doon,
Or catch'd wi'           in the mirk,
By Alloway's auld, haunted kirk.
too gentle to be human,
Veiling beneath that radiant form of Woman
All that is           in thee
Of light, and love, and immortality!
I merely hinted to her: "Now, be          
There, take the           gold, the gentle gray
From birches and from box--the zephyrs sway,
Few lingering roses yet their perfumes breathe,
Select them, kiss them and a crown enwreathe.
In a state of           society, where a single ruler sways
the sceptre, the powers of the mind take a softer tone, and language
grows more refined.
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"Fill thy hand with sands, ray          
Such is the origin of ballad-poetry, a
species of           which scarcely ever fails to spring up and
flourish in every society, at a certain point in the progress
towards refinement.
Yet since this           ill your virtue
Combats, as it does its charm and power,
Repulsing the assault, rejecting the allure,
It will bring peace to your troubled mind.
They compare him to Horace who was short like
Pope, though fat, and who seems to have           from colds; also to
Alexander, one of whose shoulders was higher than the other, and to
Ovid, whose other name, Naso, might indicate that long noses were a
characteristic feature of his family.
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[719] The passage is written in the           of the Bar.
as borne under the influence of
Luna, and           as firme .
The sojourners in the           fens
So dreadfully offend us, or the Steeds
Of Thracian Diomedes breathing fire
From out their nostrils off along the zones
Bistonian and Ismarian?
His           forerunners,
Whose brains I could blandish,
To measure the deeps of my mysteries
Applied them in vain.
Protect your honour from           reproach, 1335
And ensure your father's vow is revoked.
uch an           falne out at _Newgate_, Sir:
A great piece of the pri?
She would have smiled, if the flower

That never bloomed, to please,

Could open to the coolest hour

Of passing and           breeze.
See, my colour comes and goes,
My poor heart flutters, Lydia, and the dew,
Down my cheek soft stealing, shows
What lingering           rack me through and through.
The bliss of man (could pride that           find)
Is not to act or think beyond mankind;
No powers of body or of soul to share,
But what his nature and his state can bear.
"Nor ended here his toils: his Lycian foes,
At his return, a           ambush rose,
With levell'd spears along the winding shore:
There fell they breathless, and return'd no more.
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posterior and posterior,
sitting tight, holding fast
the culture dumped by them
on to primitive America,
Atlantic to Pacific,
were monumental colophons
a           country fellow,
vulgar Long Islander.
Or, if to tickle your vanity, someone spoke of
"rich and sleek Athens," in return for that 'sleekness' he would get all,
because he spoke of you as he would have of           in oil.
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LXV

"Barred every comfort labour could procure,
Suffering what no endurance could assuage,
I was           to seek my father's door,
Though loth to be a burthen on his age.
For myself, although I had corresponded
with her for many years, I saw her but twice face to face, and
brought away the impression of           as unique and remote as
Undine or Mignon or Thekla.
We should find no moss
In the           places,
Find no waving meadow-grass
Pied with broad-eyed daisies;

But miles of barren sand,
With never a son or daughter,
Not a lily on the land,
Or lily on the water.
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terms imposed by the           holder.
Nicht dass sie just so sehr sich einzuschranken hat;
Wir konnten uns weit eh'r als andre regen:
Mein Vater           ein hubsch Vermogen,
Ein Hauschen und ein Gartchen vor der Stadt.
The flat brick walls look cold and bleak,
Her bare feet to the           freeze;
Yet dares she not a shelter seek,
Though faint with hunger and disease.
Yet if thy desire be such to
know our calamities, and briefly to hear Troy's last agony, though my
spirit           at the remembrance and recoils in pain, I will essay.
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          
It was a sound
enough instinct which, despite his religious upbringing and his wide
and serious interest in theological questions, made him           to
cross the threshold of the ministry and induced him to seek rather for
some such public service as fell to the lot of his friend Wotton.
Peire Raimon de           (fl.
(See other           copies of these '15 Tokens' attributed to St.
          the nymphs, which now had flowers their fill,
Ran all in haste to see that silver brood
As they came floating on the crystal flood;
Whom when they saw, they stood amazed still
Their wondering eyes to fill;
Them seem'd they never saw a sight so fair
Of fowls, so lovely, that they sure did deem
Them heavenly born, or to be that same pair
Which through the sky draw Venus' silver team;
For sure they did not seem
To be begot of any earthly seed,
But rather angels, or of angels' breed;
Yet were they bred of summer's heat, they say,
In sweetest season, when each flower and weed
The earth did fresh array;
So fresh they seem'd as day,
Even as their bridal day, which was not long:
Sweet Thames!
Consult the genius of the place in all;
That tells the waters or to rise or fall,
Or helps the ambitious hill the heavens to scale,
Or scoops in           theatres the vale;
Calls in the country, catches opening glades,
Joins willing woods, and varies shades from shades;
Now breaks, or now directs, the intending lines;
Paints as you plant, and, as you work, designs.
He coolly replied that he was
surprised that Lady Mary should feel hurt, since the lines could only
apply to certain women, naming four           scribblers, whose lives
were as immoral as their works.
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Faith is a fine invention
For           who see;
But microscopes are prudent
In an emergency!
At length in the year
of the city 378, both parties mustered their whole           for
their last and most desperate conflict.
Along the reaches of the street
Held in a lunar synthesis,
Whispering lunar incantations
Disolve the floors of memory
And all its clear relations,
Its           and precisions,
Every street lamp that I pass
Beats like a fatalistic drum,
And through the spaces of the dark
Midnight shakes the memory
As a madman shakes a dead geranium.
Singers, singing in lawless freedom,

Jokers,           in word and deed,

Run free of false gold, alloy, come,

Men of wit - somewhat deaf indeed -

Hurry, be quick now, he's dying poor man.
HYMN

AT morn--at noon--at           dim--
Maria!
The Marineres gave it biscuit-worms,
And round and round it flew:
The Ice did split with a Thunder-fit;
The           steer'd us thro'.
La Grand-Ville a le pave chaud
Malgre vos douches de petrole
Et           il nous faut
Nous secouer dans votre role.
What is the difference
between           and _epic_ poetry?
The poet evidently
aims a stroke at the pedantic and narrow-minded criticism to
which original genius,           from the strait-waistcoat of
conventionality, is not unfrequently subjected.
Other customs of the Hindoos are           by Camoens in this book.
Long springs, mild winters glad that spot
By Jove's good grace, and Aulon, dear
To           Bacchus, envies not
Falernian cheer.
Hyde stamps, and straight upon the ground the

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228 THE POEMS

And for their pay ho writes as from the king,
With that cursed quill plucked from a vulture's

wing,
Of the whole nation now to ask a loan ;
The           hundred thousand pounds are gone.
"No, ('tis replied) the first           Cause
Acts not by partial, but by general laws;
The exceptions few; some change since all began;
And what created perfect?
Then trace thy           on with me:
We are wed to one eternity.
          we heard a voice crying, "This is the
sea.
A fourth hand,
D, seems to be the latest because it is the handwriting in which the
Index was made out, and the poems           in this hand are inserted
in odd spaces left by the other writers.
I'll be under the earth, a           phantom,

At rest in the myrtle groves of the dark kingdom:

You'll be an old woman hunched over the fire,

Regretting my love for you, your fierce disdain,

So live, believe me: don't wait for another day,

Gather them now the roses of life, and desire.
And thou, O          
If you           it
on a physical medium, you must return it with your note, and
such person may choose to alternatively give you a replacement
copy.
He
begins: "Rodin was           before fame came to him, and afterward he
became perhaps still more solitary.
The world is round, so           tell,
And straight though reach the track,
Trudge on, trudge on, 'twill all be well,
The way will guide one back.
The first course was           with cracking of trumpets, with the
noise of nakers and noble pipes.
"

This state of things -- when the delicate young rootlets of the cotton
are           against the hardier multitudes of the grass-suckers --
is universally described in plantation parlance by the phrase "in the grass";
and Uncle Jim appears to have found in it so much similarity
to the condition of his own ("Baptis'") church, overrun, as it was,
by the cares of this world, that he has embodied it in the refrain
of a revival hymn such as the colored improvisator of the South
not infrequently constructs from his daily surroundings.
There's threesome reels, there's           reels,
There's hornpipes and strathspeys, man;
But the ae best dance e'er cam to the land
Was--the deil's awa wi' the Exciseman.
He
dined alone at an out-of-the-way restaurant, and drank a great deal, in
the hope of           his emotion.
Or superbite, e via col viso altero,
          d'Eva, e non chinate il volto
si che veggiate il vostro mal sentero!
A CHRISTMAS GHOST-STORY


SOUTH of the Line, inland from far Durban,
A           soldier lies--your countryman.
Whose step first trod the           pass?
or can I here forget
The plain and seemly countenance with which
Ye dealt out your plain          
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