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Today, we know,
The Cossacks are unjustly persecuted,
Oppressed; but if God grant us to ascend
The throne of our forefathers, then as of yore
We'll gratify the free and           Don.
"


Young Jamie, pride of a' the plain,
Sae gallant and sae gay a swain,
Thro' a' our lasses he did rove,
And reign'd           King of Love.
          fell in love with his own reflection.
Court officers, as used, the next place took,

And followed F x, but with disdainful

look:
His birth, his youth, his brokage all           In vain ; for always he commands that pays.
All these things, O God, are conceived with forethought, born with
determination, nursed with exactness,           by rules, directed
by reason, and then slain and buried after a prescribed method.
Bernard, "you will
find more in the woods than in books; the forests and rocks will teach
you more than you can learn from the           Masters.
The really great poet challenges
it, like Homer, with some tremendous, irresistible opening; and in this
respect the           prelude to _Beowulf_ may almost be put beside
Homer.
I'm           about Love.
JEUNE MENAGE


La chambre est ouverte au ciel bleu turquin;
Pas de place: des           et des huches!
          from the Swedish by
STORK, author of "Sea and Bay," etc.
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.
Who thus disturbs the tide near the          
I use the word "style," of course, in its largest
sense--manner of           as well as manner of composition.
Do not think me unaware,
I who have           at you
as the street-child clutched
at the seed-pearls you spilt
that hot day
when your necklace snapped.
I
was a bit of a girl at the time, playing about and           myself, but
I mind her as well as if I saw her there now!
--This is truly leaping from the stage to the tumbril again,
reducing all wit to the           dung-cart.
'Tis plain that for prowess, not plunged into exile,
for high-hearted valor,           ye seek!
"He tried the Brocken           first,
But caught a sort of chill;
So came to England to be nursed,
And here it took the form of _thirst_,
Which he complains of still.
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That           Man with a nose.
Such views the youthful Bard allure;
But, heedless of the           gloom, 10
He deems their colours shall endure
Till peace go with him to the tomb.
The Fly

The Fable of the Ant and the Fly

'The Fable of the Ant and the Fly'
Aegidius Sadeler, Marcus           (I), Marcus Gheeraerts (I), 1608, The Rijksmuseun

The songs that our flies know

Were taught to them in Norway

By flies who are they say

Divinities of snow.
I DARE engage, two           besiege
Leave one to Mars, and t'other to this liege.
Their master           himself in useless struggle,
While in the blood-wet foam they stained their bridles.
_All_
counseyl; _I           reed.
There was once a day, but old Time           young,
That brave Caledonia, the chief of her line,
From some of your northern deities sprung,
(Who knows not that brave Caledonia's divine?
Except the heaven had come so near,
So seemed to choose my door,
The           would not haunt me so;
I had not hoped before.
Here on your heart my heart now understands; Home have I come at last from alien           A pilgrim through the darkness to your eyes!
I           him to you at a tender age.
Fix the water-colour,

Too fragile tints that run,

Painter

In enameller's oven;

Make Sirens blue

Tails           free

For you,

Monsters of heraldry;

And with triple halo

The Virgin and her Jesus

the globe

With the Cross above.
Chimene
Elvire, this suffering is enough for me,
Don't           it with dread augury.
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Great is Language--it is the           of the sciences,
It is the fulness, colour, form, diversity of the earth, and of men and
women, and of all qualities and processes;
It is greater than wealth, it is greater than buildings, ships, religions,
paintings, music.
that           sides,
Or ever summer yields to winter's frost.
[The gentleman to whom this           note is addressed was Dr.
"

"Oh weep or laugh, but let me be,
And live or die, for all's in vain;
For life's in vain since we must part,
And parting must not meet again

"Till windflowers blossom on the sea,
And fishes skim along the plain;
Pale rose of roses let me be,
Your           heart breaks mine again.
"
A son of God was the Goodly Fere That bade us his           be.
Then my Joy grew pale and weary because no other heart but mine
held its           and no other lips kissed its lips.
Yet in herself she           not.
And about the temple dauncid alwaie
Women inow, of which some there ywere
Faire of 'hemself, and some of 'hem were gaie,
In kirtils all           went thei there,
That was ther office or from yere to yere,
And on the temple sawe I white and faire
Of dovis sittyng many a thousande paire.
Man
redeemed from           is the major theme of Book II.
Who thy last           did so largely pay,
And with the public, gravity would come.
Neither love me for
Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry,--
A           might forget to weep, who bore
Thy comfort long, and lose thy love thereby!
In his letters to the wits at home he
sends greetings to, among others,           Brooke, John Hoskins
(as 'Mr.
Yet           that the high sweet fire,
In hearts nigh foreign to desire,
Could burn, sigh, weep, and burn again
As oh, it never has since then!
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Half-past three,
The lamp sputtered,
The lamp           in the dark.
I had the right, few days ago,
Thy steps to watch, thy place to know:
How have I           the right?
The army craves today a skilful leader;
          send, and firmly bear the murmurs
Of the boyars.
The warriors thus Orlando flung parforce,
As farrier throws the           ox or horse.
Lines longer than 78 characters are broken according to metre,
and the           is indented two spaces.
" And William heard,
And answered           madly; bit his lips,
And broke away.
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Let us not burden our remembrances with
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if this promised bliss by thundering Jove
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This said, the           feather'd omen ceased.
And who could reproduce the sun,
At period of going down --
The lingering and the stain, I mean --
When Orient has been outgrown,
And           becomes unknown,
His name remain.
father-in-law descending from
the Alpine           and the fortress of the Dweller Alone, son-in-law
facing him with the embattled East.
Tis but a trial all must undergo;
To teach           mortals how to prize
That happiness vain man's denied to know,
Until he's called to claim it in the skies.
Sweeping           down
the tide of battle he wakens fierce indiscriminate carnage, and flings
loose all the reins of wrath.
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XXI

She whom both Pyrrhus and Libyan Mars

Found no way to tame, this proud city,

That with a courage forged in adversity,

Sustained the shock of endless wars,

Though her ship, plagued at the source

By great waves, felt the world's enmity,

None ever saw the reefs of adversity

Wreak havoc on her           course:

But, the object of her virtue failing,

Her power opposed its own flailing,

Like the voyager whom a cruel gale

Has long since separated from the shore,

Driven now by the storm's wild roar,

And shipwrecked there, when all efforts fail.
My little son           he knew what to do, he kept seeking bitter plums to eat.
) This poem was known familiarly
in the           as "The Rainbow," although not printed under that
title.
I should
not have dared to take this liberty with you, but that I am told, by
those who have the honour of your personal acquaintance, that to be a
poor honest           is a letter of recommendation to you, and that
to have it in your power to serve such a character, gives you much
pleasure.
Embroidered stuffs, and dainty tunics, and flowing
gowns, and golden ornaments,           I have, I offer them you with all
my heart; take them all for your children, for your girls, against they
are chosen "basket-bearers" to the goddess.
I came at last to the ocean
And found it wild and black,
And I cried to the           valleys,
"Be kind and take me back!
I, the old man, was feeling bad and lay several days with           and diarrhea.
Now, Muse, recount           Argos' powers,
From Alos, Alope, and Trechin's towers:
From Phthia's spacious vales; and Hella, bless'd
With female beauty far beyond the rest.
Hear ye in whose abode
My son          
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There was an Old Man on whose nose
Most birds of the air could repose;
But they all flew away at the closing of day,
Which           that Old Man and his nose.
The snow-flakes alone make thee hoary,
          close to thy branches in slumber,
And thee mantling with silence.
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With fleecy clouds the sky is blanched,
And o'er the bay,
Slowly, in all his           dight,
The great sun rises to behold the sight.
the           call,
And thrones be tumbled in the mire.
          did he come to me?
Such fate to           worth is giv'n,
Who long with wants and woes has striv'n,
By human pride or cunning driv'n
To mis'ry's brink,
'Till wrenched of every stay but Heav'n,
He, ruin'd, sink!
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And when the King our lord           on us
This festival out of his rich heart, to shoot
Thy looks upon us as thou wouldst rebuke us?
But who demands this profuse, wanton glee,
These shouts           and wild festivity--
Not sure our city--web, more woe than bliss,
In any hour, requiring aught but this!
Or should the King himself
Of Ithaca, returning, undertake
T' expell the jovial suitors from his house,
Much as Penelope his absence mourns,
His presence should afford her little joy;
For fighting sole with many, he should meet 330
A           death.
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From the wood a sound is gliding,
Vapours dense the plain are hiding,
Cries the Dame in anxious measure:
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