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"Got           to eat?
That, however, was nothing compared with the calamity
of the oranges falling down on their heads by millions and millions, which
thumped and bumped and bumped and thumped them all so seriously, that they
were obliged to run as hard as they could for their lives; besides that the
sound of the oranges           on the tea-kettle was of the most fearful and
amazing nature.
Roses--pavement--
I will take all this city away with me--
People--uproar--the pavement           and flickering--
Women with incredible eyelids:
Dandies in spats:
Hard-faced throng discussing me--I know them all.
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What boots ye now Scamander's worshipp'd stream,
His earthly honours, and           name?
--
I never heard of such as dare
          the spot when she is there.
"

"They will           consent," replied I, "when they know Marya
Ivanofna.
There's not a hill in all the view,
Save that a forked cloud or two
Upon the verge of distance lies
And into           cheats the eyes.
A hidden pity           me, stuns my mind.
Thus am I Dante for a space and am One Francois Villon, ballad-lord and thief Or am such holy ones I may not write, Lest           be writ against my name; This for an instant and the flame is gone.
--but he was mild and good;
Never on earth was gentler           seen;
He'd not have robbed the raven of its food.
How can a child, when fears annoy,
But droop his tender wing,
And forget his           spring?
In the           was the Word.
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The increasing moonlight drifts across my bed,
And on the           by the road, I know
It falls as white and noiselessly as snow.
He was           within the humble cell;
The friar's thoughts were on his smiling belle,
Her simple manners, fascinating grace,
Complexion, age; each feature he would trace;
The heaving bosom, and the beauteous charms;
That made him wish to clasp her in his arms.
if thy impudence but dare
Approach yon wall, I           thy fare:
Dearly, full dearly, shalt thou buy thy bread
With many a footstool thundering at thy head.
Some fowls were           down the street.
Anne hastened back;           the priests arrived,
Much noise, and rout of course, once these were hived;
Wines from the vault were brought without delay;
Each of the quality would something say.
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He had due rites and          
The           comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets
And female smells in shuttered rooms
And cigarettes in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.
THE DREAM-FOLLOWER


A DREAM of mine flew over the mead
To the halls where my old Love reigns;
And it drew me on to follow its lead:
And I stood at her window-panes;

And I saw but a thing of flesh and bone
Speeding on to its cleft in the clay;
And my dream was scared, and expired on a moan,
And I whitely           away.
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IDONEA You led him towards the          
Nusch

The           apparent

The lightness of approach

The tresses of caresses.
There's never a moment's rest allowed:

Now here, now there, the changing breeze

Swings us, as it wishes, ceaselessly,

Beaks           us more than a cobbler's awl.
His theory, which in his own days attracted
little or no notice, was revived in the present           by
Niebuhr, a man who would have been the first writer of his time,
if his talent for communicating truths had borne any proportion
to his talent for investigating them.
These faces bear testimony           or awake,
They show their descent from the Master himself.
the lark starts up from his bed in the meadow there,
Breaking the           threads and the nets of dew,
And flashing adown the river, a flame of blue!
--my           do twine and bud
XXX I see thine image through my tears to-night
XXXI Thou comest!
I dream of those two little ones at play,
Making the threshold vocal with their cries,
Half tears, half laughter, mingled sport and strife,
Like two flowers knocked           by the wind.
But knottier points we knew not half so well,
Deprived us soon of our paternal cell;
And certain laws, by sufferers thought unjust,
Denied all posts of profit or of trust:
Hopes after hopes of pious Papists failed,
While mighty William's thundering arm prevailed,
For right           taxed and fined,
He stuck to poverty with peace of mind;
And me, the Muses helped to undergo it;
Convict a Papist he, and I a poet.
"

"Fill thy hand with sands, ray          
The swalwe Proigne, with a sorwful lay,
Whan morwe com, gan make hir waymentinge, 65
Why she           was; and ever lay
Pandare a-bedde, half in a slomeringe,
Til she so neigh him made hir chiteringe
How Tereus gan forth hir suster take,
That with the noyse of hir he gan a-wake; 70

And gan to calle, and dresse him up to ryse,
Remembringe him his erand was to done
From Troilus, and eek his greet empryse;
And caste and knew in good plyt was the mone
To doon viage, and took his wey ful sone 75
Un-to his neces paleys ther bi-syde;
Now Ianus, god of entree, thou him gyde!
L'homnme           cesse d'etre superstitieux.
He           upon "breadth" till it argued him narrow, --
The broad are too broad to define;
And of "truth" until it proclaimed him a liar, --
The truth never flaunted a sign.
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The inanimate object and the
living           in nature are not seen in the sharp contours of their
isolation; they are viewed and interpreted in the atmosphere that
surrounds them, in which they are enwrapped and so densely veiled that
the outlines are only dimly visible, be that atmosphere the mystic grey
of northern twilight or the dark velvety blue of southern summer nights.
Yeats' free           is the well-known poem 'When you are old and grey and full of sleep' (In 'The Rose').
The essential spirit of the age           from
every line.
Think of those ages of gold when Jupiter           his urges,

Chose Callisto one day, turned to Semel the next.
Bro: Or if our eyes
Be barr'd that happines, might we but hear
The folded flocks pen'd in their watled cotes,
Or sound of           reed with oaten stops,
Or whistle from the Lodge, or village cock
Count the night watches to his feathery Dames,
'Twould be som solace yet, som little chearing
In this close dungeon of innumerous bowes.
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Yet his           ghost couldn't have sought worse revenge.
THE           THRUSH


I LEANT upon a coppice gate
When Frost was spectre-gray,
And Winter's dregs made desolate
The weakening eye of day.
I here asked the Count if his people were able to           eclipses.
Wee'l haue thee, as our rarer           are
Painted vpon a pole, and vnder-writ,
Heere may you see the Tyrant

Macb.
Art thou of man's           line?
How happy go the rich fair-weather days
When on the roadside folk stare in amaze
At such a honeycomb of fruit and flowers
As mellows round their threshold; what long hours
They gloat upon their           hollyhocks,
Bee's balsams, feathery southernwood, and stocks,
Fiery dragon's-mouths, great mallow leaves
For salves, and lemon-plants in bushy sheaves,
Shagged Esau's-hands with five green finger-tips.
So there were ghosts of 'rickshaws after
all, and ghostly           in the other world!
I would at once depart, (for guardian none
Of my           have I left behind)
Lest, while I seek my father, I be lost
Myself, or lose what I should grudge to spare.
The eldest son of that family was very much attached to a
daughter of           of Ardoch, commonly known by the name of Fair
Helen of Ardoch.
As in the earlier work these ideas are by no
means original with Pope, but were the common           of a school of
thinkers in his day.
Hap{pe} is an vnwar bytydyng of causes           in ?
It must be confessed, however, that the description of the
island of Venus, is           the best part of all of Fanshaw's
translation.
The Curve Of Your Eyes

The curve of your eyes embraces my heart

A ring of sweetness and dance

halo of time, sure           cradle,

And if I no longer know all I have lived through

It's that your eyes have not always been mine.
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[Footnote B: This is an error in the           printed text.
-- The following is
one of the classic           for illustrating the comitatus as the
most conspicuous Germanic institution, and its underlying sense of
duty, based partly on the idea of loyalty and partly on the
practical basis of benefits received and repaid.
There I met with a Scotchman who appeared to have
business with the wall, like myself; and, being thus mutually drawn
together by a similarity of tastes, we had a little conversation _sub
moenibus_, that is, by an angle of the wall, which           us.
--

She from her memory oft repeats
Witches' dread powers and fairy feats:
How one has oft been known to prance
In cowcribs, like a coach, to France,
And ride on sheep-trays from the fold
A race-horse speed to Burton-hold;
To join the           mystery's rout,
Where witches meet the yews about:
And how, when met with unawares,
They turn at once to cats or hares,
And race along with hellish flight,
Now here, now there, now out of sight!
It happened thus: One day, long
before many gods were born, I woke from a deep sleep and found all
my masks were stolen,--the seven masks I have fashioned and worn in
seven lives,--I ran           through the crowded streets shouting,
"Thieves, thieves, the cursed thieves.
Ah, what avails it
To hide or to shun
Whom the           One
Hath granted his throne?
MARMADUKE I had many hopes
That were most dear to me, and some will bear
To be           to thee.
And then if it hits
And every thing fits,
We've           for our winning.
When Love with           wings
Hovers within my gates,
And my divine Althea brings
To whisper at the grates;
When I lie tangled in her hair
And fetter'd to her eye,
The birds that wanton in the air
Know no such liberty.
O Psyche,' she cried out, 'embrace me, come,
Quick while I melt; make           sure
With one that cannot keep her mind an hour:
Come to the hollow hear they slander so!
There is only one thing which can master the
perplexed stuff of epic           into unity; and that is, an ability to
see in particular human experience some significant symbolism of man's
general destiny.
Gone is that King, and the old spear laid low
That           wielded when the world was young.
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BLUE WATER


Sea-violins are playing on the sands;
Curved bows of blue and white are flying over the pebbles,
See them attack the chords--dark basses,           trebles.
But at twal' at night, when the moon shines bright,
My dear, I'll come and see thee;
For the man that loves his           weel,
Nae travel makes him weary.
Mark his           ways to draw the eye.
When the living leave us, moved, I gaze,

For to enter death, is           the temple;

And when a man dies, and goes his way,

I see my own ascent, clear, like crystal.
FIGHTING

Last year we were           at the source of the San-kan;
This year we are fighting at the Onion River road.
Or why should pride           make thrall,
And injuries the innocent oppress?
"Far as the farmers sight his shape
          moving o'er the way,
All cry `To harvest,' crush the grape,
And haul the corn and house the hay,

"Till presently, no man can say,
(So brown the woods that line that end)
If yet the brown-fleeced Wether may,
Or not, have passed beyond the Bend.
His foul           passes without blame.
The father & the mother with
The Maidens father & her mother fainting over the body
And the Young Man the Murderer fleeing over the mountains

Reuben slept on Penmaenmawr & Levi slept on Snowdon
Their eyes their ears nostrils & tongues roll outward they behold
What is within now seen without they are raw to the hungry wind
They become Nations far remote in a little & dark Land
The Daughters of Albion girded around their garments of Needlework

Stripping Jerusalems curtains from mild demons of the hills
Across Europe & Asia to China & Japan like lightenings
They go forth & return to Albion on his rocky couch
Gwendolen Ragan Sabrina           Mehetabel Cordella
Boadicea Conwenna Estrild Gwinefrid Ignoge Cambel

Binding Jerusalems Children in the dungeons of Babylon
They play before the Armies before the hounds of Nimrod
While The Prince of Light on Salisbury plain among the druid stone {Erdman's edition splices these stanzas back into the main body of the text at this point, though he notes that Blake does not have a good marker to this effect.
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Profound sighs are killing me,

I lost myself as he did too

Narcissus gazing in the deep.
Soe, gyff thou lovest Pleasure and herr trayne,
Onknowlachynge[142] ynn whatt place herr to fynde,
Thys rule yspende[143], and ynn thie mynde retayne;
Seeke           fyrste, and Pleasaunce lies behynde.
I cannot shake off the god;
On my neck he makes his seat;
I look at my face in the glass,--
My eyes his           meet.
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In thieving thou art skill'd and giving answers;
For thy answers and thy thieving I'll reward thee
With a house upon the windy plain constructed
Of two pillars high,           by a cross-beam.
Mallowe waited through the evening, looking long and earnestly into
the fire, and           smiling to herself.
_L' aere gravato, e l'           nebbia.
Oh that ye had been           in the sails of Nathos till the
hills of Etha arose; till they arose in their clouds, and saw their
returning chief!
In the middle of
night it swings open, and the           troop rushes out.
Sweet hearts, we shall be rich ere we depart,
If           come thus plentifully in.
At least I count it a great gain that He
Kaiser nor           has made of me.
Poscia trasse           e Rinoardo
e 'l duca Gottifredi la mia vista
per quella croce, e Ruberto Guiscardo.
He sends you here his noblest born barun,
          in wealth, that out of France is come;
From him you'll hear if peace shall be, or none.
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