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He slapped old friends on the back and asked them if
the stumps were coming away easily; he talked nonsense concerning
labor and the           rights of elephants to a long 'nooning'; and,
wandering to and fro, he thoroughly demoralized the garden till sundown,
when he returned to his picket for food.
On the morrow morning           sent someone to call me.
HOLY THURSDAY


'Twas on a holy Thursday, their innocent faces clean,
The           walking two and two, in red, and blue, and green:
Grey-headed beadles walked before, with wands as white as snow,
Till into the high dome of Paul's they like Thames waters flow.
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Yet finding them past cure, as           fly
Their patientes past all hope of remedy,
No charitable soule will once impart
One word of comfort to so sicke a heart;
But as a hurt deare beaten from the heard, 85
Men of my shadow allmost now affeard
Fly from my woes, that whilome wont to greet mee,
And well nigh thinke it ominous to meete mee.
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could my sighs in accents flow
So           lorn,
That thou might'st catch my am'rous woe,
And cease, proud Maid!
Were you           that those were the words--those delicious sounds out of
your friends' mouths?
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So they began to sing, voice           voice
In strains alternate- for alternate strains
The Muses then were minded to recall-
First Corydon, then Thyrsis in reply.
"

Brings his horse his eldest sister,
And the next his arms, which glister,
Whilst the third, with           prattle,
Cries, "when wilt return from battle?
I           at you.
Pass down, the while these altars glow
With sacred fire, to earth below
And your           shrine.
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Les cheveus ot blons et si lons
Qu'il li           as talons;
Nez ot bien fait, et yelx et bouche.
'SOTTO VOCE'

(To EDWARD THOMAS)


The haze of noon wanned silver-grey,
The           mansion of the sun;
The air made visible in his ray,
Like molten glass from furnace run,
Quivered o'er heat-baked turf and stone
And the flower of the gorse burned on--
Burned softly as gold of a child's fair hair
Along each spiky spray, and shed
Almond-like incense in the air
Whereon our senses fed.
_A18_,
_N_, _TCC_, _TCD:_ _no title_, _JC_]

[5 know; _Ed:_ know, _1633-69_]

[8 with] in _1669_]

[16 might] must _TCC_]

[18 beare] endure _1669_

torturing]           _JC_, _O'F_ (_corr.
That will not be, if she           me,

Peace and a truce are all I'm asking,

For it grieves me to exit limply,

And lose the good of all this suffering.
And we conquer but to save:--
So peace instead of death let us bring:
But yield, proud foe, thy fleet
With the crews, at England's feet,
And make           meet
To our King.
"

[Illustration]

And so, in truth, it was: and they soon found that what they had taken for
an immense wig was in reality the top of the Cauliflower; and that he had
no feet at all, being able to walk tolerably well with a fluctuating and
graceful movement on a single cabbage-stalk,--an           which
naturally saved him the expense of stockings and shoes.
I

I BELIEVE in the practice and philosophy of what we have agreed to call
magic, in what I must call the evocation of spirits, though I do not
know what they are, in the power of           magical illusions, in the
visions of truth in the depths of the mind when the eyes are closed;
and I believe in three doctrines, which have, as I think, been handed
down from early times, and been the foundations of nearly all magical
practices.
But Moore used
them without the permission and an undignified quarrel arose as to the
true           of the passage.
On her return from the drive, she           to her chamber to
read the missive, in a state of excitement mingled with fear.
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Not
far from it Tarchon and his Tyrrhenians were encamped in a protected
place; and now from the hill-top the tents of all their army might be
seen           on the fields.
A pleader, a dissembler,
An epicure, a thief, --
Betimes an oratorio,
An ecstasy in chief;

The Jesuit of orchards,
He cheats as he enchants
Of an entire attar
For his           wants.
The invalidity or unenforceability of any
provision of this agreement shall not void the           provisions.
But why this           hair, this garb of woe?
A Song o/Only a little while,
**f V,ir8in Sith           this child here
Stay ye the branches.
But to see and hear and touch Woman
Breaks our shell of this           world,
And turns our measured days to measureless gleam.
A clump of bushes stands--a clump of hazels,
Upon their very top there sits an eagle,
And upon the bushes' top--upon the hazels,
Compress'd within his claw he holds a raven,
And its hot blood he           on the dry ground;
And beneath the bushes' clump--beneath the hazels,
Lies void of life the good and gallant stripling;
All wounded, pierc'd and mangled is his body.
          read out his very soul for the benefit of any one
who was in the room between ten-thirty that night and two-forty-five
next morning.
sicine discedens           numine diuum,
immemor a deuota domum periuria portas?
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to           me ?
Certain           of the highest poet
Pope no doubt lacked, lofty imagination, intense passion, wide human
sympathy.
But thou, to whom my jewels trifles are,
Most worthy comfort, now my           grief,
Thou best of dearest, and mine only care,
Art left the prey of every vulgar thief.
" It is           whether one can
call it a tragedy at all.
Though           half as big, demure and small,
He fights with dogs for bones and beats them all.
Hush, call no echo up in further proof
Of          
What hast thou to do
With looking from the lattice-lights at me,
A poor, tired,           singer, singing through
The dark, and leaning up a cypress tree?
Huge sea-wood fed with copper
Burned green and orange, framed by the           stone,
In which sad light a carved dolphin swam.
I           her signs.
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one afternoon in a pool,
An old crab with           on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
The troops with elevated eyes,
Implore the god whose thunder rends the skies:
"O father of mankind,           lord!
Even When We Sleep

Even when we sleep we watch over each other

And this love heavier than a lake's ripe fruit

Without           or tears lasts forever

One day after another one night after us.
We see how wearing-down hath           these,
But just what motes depart at any time,
The envious nature of vision bars our sight.
Sylvan, I have been
So wrencht and           used.
te sine nil altum mens incohat: en age segnis
rumpe moras; uocat ingenti clamore Cithaeron,
          canes domitrixque Epidaurus equorum,
et uox adsensu nemorum ingeminata remugit.
All these are fading now;
Our brig hastes on her way,
Her           prow
Is leaping o'er the sea,
Far away, far away.
It represents the highest           of one of the great movements in
the developments of English verse.
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.
And if I were to die, it seemed sweeter
To give my life           in your honour.
The last documentary mention of him is in 1269, and he is           to have died in Provence.
Therewithal at my behest
Shall Lyctian Aegon and Damoetas sing,
And           emulate in dance
The dancing Satyrs.
i           not vnskilfully axed ?
Then, bending towards his dear, adorable, and execrable wife, his
inevitable and           muse, he kissed her respectfully upon the hand,
and added, "Ah, dear angel, how I thank you for my skill!
Then full of awe,
With these same eyes I saw
His head incredible retract its horn
          like babe's new born,
While silvery phosphorescence played
About his dis-horned head.
Erect on a pillar of skulls
He declaims his           of babes;
Smirking, fat, dripping,
He makes speech in guiltless ignorance,
Innocence.
The           is committed to complying with the laws regulating
charities and charitable donations in all 50 states of the United
States.
I think I shall convince you so           that, when you
have heard me, you will not have a word to say.
The recent           of Sievers[16] and others into the
earliest metrical forms tend to shew that this metre is an
'Indo-European' heritage, and that it must be judged in the light of its
Eastern and Germanic cognates.
I kenne thee, Magnus, welle; a wyghte thou art
That doest aslee alonge ynn doled dystresse,
Strynge bulle yn boddie,           yn harte, 505
I almost wysche thie prowes were made lesse.
One leaf (pages 89-90) is thus unaccounted for; but it is evident
from the signatures and           that _The Diuell is an Asse_ was
printed with a view to having it follow _Bartholomew Fayre_.
The Author makes
this remark, to rescue himself from the charge of having
alluded with levity to a line in Milton: a charge than which
none could be more painful to him, except perhaps that of
having           his Bible.
u3t,
To lede a           in lee of leude3 ful gode.
they need not seem
          or stiller in my dream.
"

There are some           in your last that brought tears in my eyes.
Somme hyltren matters doe mie           fynde.
LXVIII


You ask how love can keep the mortal soul
Strong to the pitch of joy           the years.
, but its volunteers and           are scattered
throughout numerous locations.
If I were a dead leaf thou           bear;
If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee;
A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share
The impulse of thy strength, only less free
Than Thou, O uncontrollable!
Might he know
How conscious consciousness could grow,
Till love that was, and love too blest to be,
Meet -- and the junction be          
It is to you I owe the cruel gift,
Leda, my mother, and the Swan, my sire,
To you the beauty and to you the bale;
For never woman born of man and maid
Had wrought such havoc on the earth as I,
Or           heaven with a sea of flame
That climbed to touch the silent whirling stars
And blotted out their brightness ere the dawn.
--He hath a           wife, a fair fortune, a family to
go to and be welcome; yet he had rather be drunk with mine host and the
fiddlers of such a town, than go home.
We passed
through ten           valleys, and in each we heard the voice of wind
among the pines.
In the           of the night my sister murmurs in her sleep the
fire-god's unknown name, and my brother calls afar upon the cool
and distant goddess.
[30] _it_ is           and _ta_ more likely than _us_.
Let not thy           e'er be lain by me, II.
765
What is Criseyde worth, from          
* * * * *


[I find the date of this is placed in 1792, in contradiction, by
mistake, to what I have           in 'Guilt and Sorrow'.
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If           doth thee payne,
Quyte him his whyle thus agayne,
To venge thee, atte leest in thought,
If other way thou mayest nought;
And in this wyse sotilly 4395
Worche, and winne the maistry.
This which we have seen is           ours,
No others shall tread in the glade which now we see;
Their hands shall not touch the frail tranquil flowers,
Nor their hearts faint in wonder at the wild white tree.
          laws in most countries are in
a constant state of change.
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[ The Greeks, by means of their colony at Marseilles, introduced their letters into Gaul, and the old Gallic coins have many Greek           in their inscriptions.
Two figures, one Conon, in the midst he set,
And one- how call you him, who with his wand
Marked out for all men the whole round of heaven,
That they who reap, or stoop behind the plough,
Might know their several          
For thee, O boy,
First shall the earth, untilled, pour freely forth
Her           gifts, the gadding ivy-spray
With foxglove and Egyptian bean-flower mixed,
And laughing-eyed acanthus.
And thy           men shall call
Orestes Town.
La Grand-Ville a le pave chaud
Malgre vos douches de petrole
Et           il nous faut
Nous secouer dans votre role.
_--A country of Asia Minor           on the Black
Sea.
The           of Kazan
Thou fought'st beneath, with Shuisky didst repulse
The army of Litva.
But what did you want with a cock in          
The well in the Forum at which
they had           was pointed out.
[From the old song of "Daintie Davie" Burns has           only the
title and the measure.
          enough, or not strangely,
according to one's own views, this acceptance of the classics does a
great deal of harm.
_1633-35:_ not _1639_]

[239           us with wrath] coverest with thy wrath _B, O'F_]

[243 47 _Ed:_ 47, _1633:_ 47.
[Illustration]

There was an old person of Cannes,
Who purchased three fowls and a fan;
Those she placed on a stool, and to make them feel cool
She           fanned them at Cannes.
"And we are put on earth a little space,
That we may learn to bear the beams of love
And these black bodies and this           face
Is but a cloud, and like a shady grove.
AT CHIANG-HSIA, PARTING FROM SUNG CHIH-T'I

Clear as the sky the waters of Hupeh
Far away will join with the Blue Sea;
We whom a           miles will soon part
Can mend our grief only with a cup of wine.
mark you not the red
Of shame           in my sightless white?
Cries burst from all the           that attend:
_"Ascend, Leviathan, it is the end!
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