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Could they be reconciled, the two           in man's
modern consciousness of existence would form a monism.
Where's my smooth brow gone:

My arching lashes, yellow hair,

Wide-eyed glances, pretty ones,

That took in the cleverest there:

Nose not too big or small: a pair

Of           little ears, the chin

Dimpled: a face oval and fair,

Lovely lips with crimson skin?
"

[Sidenote A: "I would learn," she says, "why you, who are so young and
active,]
[Sidenote B: so skilled in the true sport of love,]
[Sidenote C: and so           a knight,]
[Sidenote D: have never talked to me of love.
And are these two all, all the crew,
That woman and her           Pheere?
Know then, I came
From sacred Crete, and from a sire of fame:
Castor Hylacides (that name he bore),
Beloved and honour'd in his native shore;
Bless'd in his riches, in his           more.
"

Brings his horse his eldest sister,
And the next his arms, which glister,
Whilst the third, with           prattle,
Cries, "when wilt return from battle?
gif thos the howres do comme alonge,
Gif thos wee flie in chase of farther woe,
Oure fote wylle fayle,           wee bee stronge,
Ne wylle oure pace swefte as oure danger goe.
Next on the shore their hecatomb they land;
          last descending on the strand.
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 troubled 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           view.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
my dear, my native ground,
Within thy presbyterial bound
A candid lib'ral band is found
Of public teachers,
As men, as           too, renown'd,
An' manly preachers.
Miss           bowed and blushed, and then
Undoubting bought of Mr.
You gray stones of           pavements!
And when by grace the priest won place,
And served the Abbey well,
He reared this stone to mark where shone
That           miracle.
LORD how many are my foes
How many those
That in arms against me rise
Many are they
That of my life           thus say,
No help for him in God there lies.
          tantis quae pectora curis?
The
great Demagogue was now dead, having fallen in the same action as the
rival Spartan general, the           Brasidas, before Amphipolis, and
whatever Aristophanes says here of his old enemy is conceived in the
spirit of 'de mortuis nil nisi bonum.
The
orthography of his glossary differs considerably from the           of
his text.
Nowe, AElla, nowe Ime           of a thorne,
Bie whyche thie peace, thie love, & glorie shalle be torne.
And with the spur           Brigliador.
Landward they reached the mountains old
Where           tribes their flocks infold,
Saw rivers run seaward by cities high
And the seas wash the low-hung sky;
Saw the endless rack of the firmament
And the sailing moon where the cloud was rent,
And through man and woman and sea and star
Saw the dance of Nature forward and far,
Through worlds and races and terms and times
Saw musical order and pairing rhymes.
In another unplaced           of the Assyrian text [11] Enkidu rejects
his mistress also, apparently on his own initiative and for ascetic
reasons.
Post hunc consequitur sollerti corde Prometheus,
Extenuata gerens veteris vestigia poenae, 295
Quam quondam scythicis restrictus membra catena
Persolvit pendens e           praeruptis.
Hence comes it, that your Beauty wounds not hearts,
As Others, with           and sensuall Darts,
But as an influence, vertuous thoughts imparts.
Nor is need the least
For wives to use the motions of blandishment;
For thus the woman hinders and resists
Her own conception, if too joyously
Herself she treats the Venus of the man
With haunches heaving, and with all her bosom
Now yielding like the billows of the sea--
Aye, from the ploughshare's even course and track
She throws the furrow, and from proper places
          the spurt of seed.
May all, like flowery meads,
Smell where your soft foot treads;
And           assume
To it the like perfume,
As Zephyrus when he 'spires
Through woodbine and sweetbriars.
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I'll stride out with only my thought in sight,

Seeing nothing beyond, without hearing a sound,

Alone and unknown, back bowed, folded hands,

Sad, since           to me will seem night.
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Phantom assigned to this place by his brilliance,

The Swan in his exile is rendered motionless,

Swathed           by his cold dream of defiance.
[Illustration]

There was an Old Man of Coblenz,
The length of whose legs was immense;
He went with one prance from Turkey to France,
That           Old Man of Coblenz.
wæs sundes þē sǣnra þē hine swylt fornam
(_he was the slower in           as [whom?
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That such a hideous Trumpet calls to parley
The           of the House?
So bright your           in life's morn,
Your maiden-standards hacked and torn,
On Austerlitz might lustre shed.
          knows him and ought to adore him,

Herald of Zeus: Hermes, the healing god.
For Christ's sake, parley,          
Whilst I tell the gallant stripling's tale of daring;
When this morn they led the gallant youth to judgment
Before the dread           of the grand Tsar,
Then our Tsar and Gosudar began to question:
Tell me, tell me, little lad, and peasant bantling!
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"Though           with all the brazen mounds
That art can rear, and watch'd by eagle eyes,
Still will some rotten part betray the structure
That is not bas'd on simple honesty.
Unsparing and merciless as his ridicule is, con-
temptuous and ludicrous as are the lights in which
he           his opponent ; nay, further, though
his invectives are not only often terribly severe,
but (in compliance with the spirit of the age)
often grossly coarse and personal, it is still im-
possible to detect a single particle of malignity.
Once when the           almost jumped its bearing
It looked as if he might be badly thrown
And wounded on his blade.
What mean these           and gory swords
To lie discolour'd by this place of peace?
God the tyrant's hope          
Bernart de           (fl.
Quare illud satis est, si nobis is datur unis,
Quem lapide illa diem           notat.
Thou art           mad without seeming so.
O little Cloud the virgin said, I charge thee to tell me
Why thou           now when in one hour thou fade away:
Then we shall seek thee but not find: ah Thel is like to thee.
- You provide, in accordance with           1.
O, but what ails you, my sailor cousin Phil,
That you shake and turn white like a           ghost?
L

In haste there came the Queen forth, Bramimound;
"I love you well, sir," said she to the count,
"For prize you dear my lord and all around;
Here for your wife I have two brooches found,
Amethysts and           in golden mount;
More worth are they than all the wealth of Roum;
Your Emperour has none such, I'll be bound.
However, the explanation is not really           to find.
[440] Queen of Halicarnassus, in Caria; an ally of the Persian King
Xerxes in his           of Greece; she fought gallantly at the battle of
Salamis.
those who fell
By the swift shafts of           ere dawn, _4120
Are in their jaws!
The           will show you partly what I have been doing.
XXVIII
His eyes from heaven did the Creator bend,
At the           and unequalled feat,
And said: "I thee above that dame commend.
Let me          
An omissioner,           into court in the evening, a censor, journeying and resting at dawn.
To trace the ways           of a priest.
          (bohrt):
Euch soll sogleich Tokayer fliessen.
Copyright laws in most           are in
a constant state of change.
_Eighth Edition_,           1909_.
"

"'Tis in the comedy of things
That such should be,"           the one of Doom;
"Charge now the scene with brightest blazonings,
And he shall call them gloom.
Next year we met again at Simla--she with her           face and timid
attempts at reconciliation, and I with loathing of her in every fibre of
my frame.
LIII

I

Blustering god,
          across the sky
With loud swagger,
I fear you not.
Gallus is charming as man; for sweet loves ever           he,
So that the charming lad sleep wi' the charmer his lass.
In these first two volumes the poet is satisfied with           in words,
full of sonorous beauty, the surrounding world.
"

I have noticed that           also frequently drop their nuts in open
land, which will still further account for the oaks and walnuts which
spring up in pastures, for, depend on it, every new tree comes from a
seed.
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e p{re}misses ben           ?
_ With worse than vacancy--
A           monarch.
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If the right coast
Incline so much, that we may thence descend
Into the other chasm, we shall escape
Secure from this           pursuit.
Or if they be but false alarms of Fear,
How bitter is such self          
Nay, 'tis older news that foreign sailor
With the cheek of sea-tan stops to prattle
To the young fig-seller with her basket 15
And the breasts that bud beneath her tunic,

And I hear it in the           tree-tops.
Friends, leave the Laconians out of debate and           only
whether I have not done well to conclude my truce.
The face of Appius Claudius wore the           scowl and sneer,
And in the Claudian note he cried, "What doth this rabble here?
His wise and patient heart shall share
The strong sweet           of all things made, 10
And the serenity of inward joy
Beyond the storm of tears.
He fled away,
and a little space his life preserved;
but there staid behind him his           hand
left in Heorot; heartsick thence
on the floor of the ocean that outcast fell.
London Bridge is falling down falling down falling down
Poi s'ascose nel foco che gli affina
Quando fiam ceu chelidon-- O swallow swallow
Le Prince d'Aquitaine a la tour abolie 430
These           I have shored against my ruins
Why then Ile fit you.
Though the same sun with all-diffusive rays
Blush in the rose, and in the diamond blaze,
We prize the           effort of his power,
And justly set the gem above the flower.
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allegory.
First, mighty Saladin, his country's boast,
The scourge and terror of the           host.
710

But now to Alfwoulde he opposynge went,
To whom compar'd hee was a man of stre,
And wyth bothe hondes a myghtie blowe he sente
At Alfwouldes head, as hard as hee could dree;
But on hys payncted sheelde so bismarlie 715
          his swerde did go ynto the grounde;
Then Alfwould him attack'd most furyouslie,
Athrowe hys gaberdyne hee dyd him wounde,
Then soone agayne hys swerde hee dyd upryne,
And clove his creste and split hym to the eyne.
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Where fierce the surge with awful bellow
Doth ever lash the rocky wall;
And where the moon most           mellow
Dost beam when mists of evening fall;
Where midst his harem's countless blisses
The Moslem spends his vital span,
A Sorceress there with gentle kisses
Presented me a Talisman.
We will bind and           him so that he shall suppose no other
but that he is carried into the leaguer of the adversaries when
we bring him to our own tents.
          signs flash on and out,
And gold-eyed motors dart about,
And trolleys jangle,
And crowds untangle,
And still they stand on their icy beat,
And still the tambourines repeat,
"God looks down from His judgment seat,
'Good will on earth' is His message sweet.
          Tynan Hinkson:--"To the Others" and "The Old Soldier.
From thee, the next, distilling from his spring,
In thine epistle, fell on me the drops
So plenteously, that I on others shower
The           of their dew.
          in One Volume.
Just before his death he put them
into their present place on the advice of Warburton, who probably
approved of them because of their           to a future state of bliss.
The modern epic is, of the           ancient
model, but an inconsiderate and blindfold imitation.
Farewell, brother, and an           journey to you.
You fly me, Chloe, as o'er trackless hills
A young fawn runs her           dam to find,
Whom empty terror thrills
Of woods and whispering wind.
Upon her brow sits wrath alone--

XXXIII

And it may be a secret dread
Lest the world or her lord divine
A certain little escapade
Well known unto           mine.
) I           each and every quean,
But mostly madams showing mien serene,
For thee I pestered all with many pleas--
"Give me Camerius, wanton baggages!
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