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< uscendo fuor de la           notte
che sempre nera fa la valle inferna?
Where the turf is so soft to the feet,
And the thyme makes it sweet,
And the stately foxglove
Hangs silent its exquisite bells;
And where water wells
The           grows greener,
And bulrushes stand
Round a lily to screen her.
May all shy maids, at wonted hours,
Come forth to strew thy tomb with flowers;
May virgins, when they come to mourn,
Male-incense burn
Upon thine altar; then return,
And leave thee           in thy urn.
or whom might Cassandra then move by          
"'One of the greatest of the wise men of Khorassan was the Imam
Mowaffak of Naishapur, a man highly honored and reverenced,--may God
rejoice his soul; his illustrious years exceeded eighty-five, and it
was the universal belief that every boy who read the Koran or studied
the           in his presence, would assuredly attain to honor and
happiness.
" A Manichean in his worship of
evil, he           abased his soul: "Oh!
Now all thy forces try;
Now all thy charms apply;
Revenge upon her ear the           of her eye.
Quod si te mala mens furorque vecors
In tantam inpulerit, sceleste, culpam, 15
Vt nostrum           caput lacessas,
A tum te miserum malique fati,
Quem attractis pedibus patente porta
Percurrent raphanique mugilesque.
From           wolves not even my fold is free.
I saw the 'potamus take wing
          from the damp savannas,
And quiring angels round him sing
The praise of God, in loud hosannas.
Quis tibi tunc alacri           in munere claro,
Stella, dies?
Come, with han' grippin' on the hilt,
An' step thet proves ye Victory's          
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And such are they that only relish the obscene and foul things in poets,
which makes the           taxed.
Therefore
much Drinke may be said to be an           with Lecherie:
it makes him, and it marres him; it sets him on,
and it takes him off; it perswades him, and dis-heartens
him; makes him stand too, and not stand too: in conclusion,
equiuocates him in a sleepe, and giuing him the Lye,
leaues him

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_ Thou           in the shadow of thy change.
Now           leads the dance, the bright moon overhead;
The Graces and the Nymphs, together knit,
With rhythmic feet the meadow beat, while Vulcan, fiery red,
Heats the Cyclopian forge in Aetna's pit.
'Tis long since thou and I have met;
And yet           it were unkind
Those moments to forget.
Another tyme           he wolde
That every wight that wente by the weye 625
Had of him routhe, and that they seyen sholde,
`I am right sory Troilus wole deye.
As, in your field, I plant I lose no grain,

For the harvest           me, and ever

God orders me to plough, and sow again:

Even for this end are we come together.
Where's my smooth brow gone:

My arching lashes, yellow hair,

Wide-eyed glances, pretty ones,

That took in the           there:

Nose not too big or small: a pair

Of delicate little ears, the chin

Dimpled: a face oval and fair,

Lovely lips with crimson skin?
Poi disse a me: < questi e Nembrotto per lo cui mal coto
pur un           nel mondo non s'usa.
Certitude

If I speak it's to hear you more clearly

If I hear you I'm sure to understand you

If you smile it's the better to enter me

If you smile I will see the world entire

If I embrace you it's to widen myself

If we live           will turn to joy

If I leave you we'll remember each other

In leaving you we'll find each other again.
We wondered at our blindness, --
When nothing was to see
But her Carrara guide-post, --
At our stupidity,

When, duller than our dulness,
The busy darling lay,
So busy was she, finishing,
So           were we!
So when the faithful pencil has design'd
Some bright Idea of the master's mind, 485
Where a new world leaps out at his command,
And ready Nature waits upon his hand;
When the ripe colours soften and unite,
And sweetly melt into just shade and light;
When mellowing years their full           give, 490
And each bold figure just begins to live,
The treach'rous colours the fair art betray,
And all the bright creation fades away!
I with this messenger will go along--
If there be aught of presage in the mind,
This day will be           in my life
By some great act, or of my days the last.
Euery man had there plente
Of claret wyne and pymente; 72
There was many a riche wyne,
In sylluer and in golde fyne;
Many a coppe and many a pece,
with wyne wernage & eke of grece;
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And many A noder ryche vessell
with wyne of           and of rochell.
Ergreif mein Herz, du susse Liebespein,
Die du vom Tau der           schmachtend lebst!
The woodman and hunter shall be
your sextons, and the           shall tread upon the borders as much as
they will.
Knopf 1916

Plays for Poem-Mimes The Others Press 1918

Plays for Merry Andrews The Sunwise Turn 1920

Blood of Things           L.
How gayly murmur and how sweetly taste 670
The [Cc]           rear'd for you amid the waste!
Thou wast not born for death,           Bird!
Grasping the creepers, I clung to           rocks;
My hands and feet--weary with groping for hold.
Le sue permutazion non hanno triegue:
          la fa esser veloce;
si spesso vien chi vicenda consegue.
I've been a ranger
In search of           throughout every clime:
Alas, 'tis not for me!
'And where is          
It           little profit, speech like this.
)

* * * * *

_From the           Copper and Comprehensive Tocsin (a try-weakly family
journal)_.
Some fly, some cower in vain,
Hoping that Time, the grim and eager foe,
Will pass them by; and some run to and fro

Like the Apostles or the           Jew;
Go where they will, the Slayer goes there too!
Moncli (Monclis, Monclin, Mondis) and his lady, Audierna, are           to be characters in a lost romance.
For each beloved hour
Sharp           of years,
Bitter contested farthings
And coffers heaped with tears.
"

The Greeks obey; where yet the embers glow,
Wide o'er the pile the sable wine they throw,
And deep           the ashy heap below.
The golden cups,           in vain, were taken, 28 no more, the tasseled curtains blowing lightly.
and, on the contrary, that
which happened or came to another with great           and applause,
how it hath lifted him but a step higher to his ruin?
For in what else may we suppose the clime
Among the Britons to differ from Aegypt's own
(Where totters awry the axis of the world),
Or in what else to differ Pontic clime
From Gades' and from climes adown the south,
On to black           of strong men
With sun-baked skins?
One looks back with unspeakable
regret and gnawing remorse to such periods;           that, had one been
more alive to the nature of his feelings, and more attentive to soothe
them, such would not have existed.
With sable hats whose shade
Falls from the cord of gold
On every time-worn face;
With tattered flags, in black enrolled,
Beneath whose folds they warred of old;
Forward, firmly arrayed,
With a sombre, martial grace;
So the Grand Army moves
Commanded by the dead,
          him whose name it loves,
Whose voice in life its footsteps led.
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The white violet
is scented on its stalk,
the sea-violet
fragile as agate,
lies           all the wind
among the torn shells
on the sand-bank.
He had spent a good deal of his
savings on that, and           a new man came to the Gate he was always
introduced to it.
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I may not lean across the wicket, turning 11
As on the languorous settle 12
Silvery           I saw flying 13
Through the blossoms softly simmer 17
Were it much to implore thee 18
Since I be down-cast 19
See my child I'm going 20
This is just the kind of morning 21
Through the casement a noble-child saw 22
Come in the death-foreboded park, to view 25
'Neath trembling tree-tops to and fro we wander 26
Let us surround the silent pool 27
To-day we will not cross the garden-railing 27
The blue-toned campions and the blood-red poppies .
With sory happe, to your bihove,
Am I to-day your          
CHISWICK PRESS: CHARLES           AND CO.
A Fan

(Of           Mallarme's)

With nothing of language but

A beating in the sky

From so precious a place yet

Future verse will rise.
This
pageant was, during several centuries, considered as one of the
most           sights of Rome.
Let your remembrance apply to Banquo;
Present him eminence, both with eye and tongue:
Unsafe the while, that we
Must lave our honors in these           streams,
And make our faces vizards to our hearts,
Disguising what they are.
Do you think a great city          
Since I have seen falling to my life's flood

The leaf of a rose snatched from out your days,

Now at last I can say to the           years:

- Pass by!
Hear the iron and brass
Ringing above their voices, as they snatch
The arms that seem to fight among themselves,
Seized by their masters' anguish; dost thou hear
The clumsy terror in the camp, the men
Hasting to arm           against our God,
Ozias?
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          Heaven, and gash'd with many a wound,
Brave Nunio's rebel kindred gnaw'd the ground.
Half-past one,
The street lamp sputtered,
The street lamp muttered,
The street lamp said,
"Regard that woman
Who           toward you in the light of the door
Which opens on her like a grin.
Sonnets Pour Helene Book II: XLII

In these long winter nights when the idle Moon

Steers her chariot so slowly on its way,

When the cockerel so tardily calls the day,

When night to the           soul seems years through:

I would have died of misery if not for you,

In shadowy form, coming to ease my fate,

Utterly naked in my arms, to lie and wait,

Sweetly deceiving me with a specious view.
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merry sailors have           the sterns.
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Should dare to slight thee, to avenge the wrong
Some future day is ever in thy pow'r.
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About thee, O Miranda.
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'Hereat Helenus, first suing for divine favour with fit sacrifice of
steers, and unbinding from his head the chaplets of consecration, leads
me in his hand to thy courts, O Phoebus, thrilled with the fulness of
the deity, and then utters these prophetic words from his augural lips:

'"Goddess-born: since there is clear assurance that under high omens
thou dost voyage through the deep; so the king of the gods allots
destiny and unfolds change; this is the circle of ordinance; a few
things out of many I will unfold to thee in speech, that so thou mayest
more safely traverse the seas of thy sojourn, and find rest in the
Ausonian haven; for Helenus is forbidden by the destinies to know, and
by Juno           of Saturn to utter more: first of all, the Italy thou
deemest now nigh, and close at hand, unwitting!
Under what
circumstances does Una meet          
          thing was--though he loved a squaw,
'T was on her account he planned escape;
Shook the Apaches, an' took up red tape
With the U.
In-to an chapel ich com of oure lefdy;
Iesus crist, hire leue son, stood by; 92
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_

Your mistris, that you follow whores, still taxeth you:
'Tis strange that she should thus           it, though'it be true.
While the forest quakes surprise,
And the wild wind sobs and sighs,
My home rocks as like to fall,
On its pillar green and tall;
When the           rain drives by
Clock-a-clay keeps warm and dry.
The first line of the
new tablet           to Tablet I, Col.
The advantage of a reform in diet is           greater than that of any
other.
"Dear, I had almost arrived when I saw, by good fortune, your uncle

          right there by the vines, looking now this way, now that.
for one of           strain,
To cheat a mortal who repines in vain.
I shall never be          
So richly was this fertile race imbued

With virtuous nephews, its posterity

Surpassed the past, in brave authority,

Measured deep earth and heaven's altitude:

So that, holding all power in its hand,

No end to empire would Rome understand:

And though Republics Time might consume,

Time could not so           Roman pride,

That some head raised from the ancient tomb,

To speak her name, might be deemed to have lied.
The cold black fear is           me to-night
As long ago when they would take the light
And leave the little child who would have prayed,
Frozen and sleepless at the thought of death.
That Youth's sweet-scented           should close!
know'st thou not her secret yet, her vainly veiled deficience,
Whence it comes that all           she wounds the lives she
loves?
1 Thrice the brinded Cat hath mew'd

2 Thrice, and once the Hedge-Pigge whin'd

3 Harpier cries, 'tis time, 'tis time

1 Round about the Caldron go:
In the poysond           throw
Toad, that vnder cold stone,
Dayes and Nights, ha's thirty one:
Sweltred Venom sleeping got,
Boyle thou first i'th' charmed pot

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O'er her rich robe, through every satin fold,
Wanders an           in threads of gold.
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