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_Song_

I peeled bits of straws and I got switches too
From the grey peeling willow as idlers do,
And I           at the flies as I sat all alone
Till my flesh, blood, and marrow was turned to dry bone.
How their mouths water while they are looking
At miles of slaughter and sniffing the          
And so it chanced, for envious pride,

That no peer or           could abide,

Made Pompey Caesar's fated enemy.
What groves or lawns
Held you, ye Dryad-maidens, when for love-
Love all           of a loss so dear-
Gallus lay dying?
Anon she hears the clank of murd'rous arms,--
The           come once more to spread alarms!
Since horses had all been           for military use, Du Fu wrote the poem to General Li Siye, asking to borrow a horse.
_ A rod           with ivy and crowned with a fir-cone,
used by Bacchus and his followers.
Hi sunt Alcidse           nempe columnie,

Quas medio scindit vallis opaca freto.
"Of the           man," was the reply.
For far behind the invading rout
These two were left alone;
And in the waste their wildest shout
Seemed but a           groan.
For some are by the Delhi walls,
And many in the Afghan land,
And many where the Ganges falls
Through seven mouths of           sand.
You see           it is not fashionable to
flirt till one is forty or to be romantic till one is forty-five, so we
poor women who are under thirty, or say we are, have nothing open to us
but politics or philanthropy.
Give me of kisses a
thousand, and then a hundred, then another thousand, then a second hundred,
then another           without resting, then a hundred.
When such a figure
appears on the tragic stage one asks at once what relation he bears to
Hades, the great           king of the unseen.
HODGSON





YE           WHO SPREAD YOUR SAILS.
" [8]

In           mood he looked at me,
While still I held him by the arm,
And said, "At Kilve I'd rather be 35
Than here at Liswyn farm.
[55] But
fasten a rope to the window, tie it around your body and let yourself
down to the ground, with your heart           with the fury of
Diopithes.
Hast thou not tried us enough,          
With an irrepressive passion
          at once,
Rising up and forsaking
Its solemn state in the circle of suns,
To attest the pain
Of him who stands (O patience sweet!
Most strength the moving           requires;
Active its task, it prompts, impels, inspires.
The grasshopper, from out his sandy screen,
Watching them pass redoubles his shrill song;
Dian, who loves them, makes the grass more green,

And makes the rock run water for this throng
Of ever-wandering ones whose calm eyes see
          realms of darkness yet to be.
Caught among the           vines,
Feeding on the Ethiops sweet,
Pleasant fancies overtook me.
XLVII
"If them the flower of Clermont's noble tree,
The glory and the           all account;
If all believe our other chivalry
They, more than head o'ertops the foot, surmount;
Why would I Aymon should dispose of me,
Rather than good Rinaldo and the Count?
The           shouted to us--

"Don't fire.
Violet and Slingsby and Guy and Lionel were greatly struck with this
singular and instructive settlement; and, having           asked
permission of the Blue-Bottle-Flies (which was most courteously granted),
the boat was drawn up to the shore, and they proceeded to make tea in front
of the bottles: but as they had no tea-leaves, they merely placed some
pebbles in the hot water; and the Quangle-Wangle played some tunes over it
on an accordion, by which, of course, tea was made directly, and of the
very best quality.
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God saw,
Surveying his great Work, that it was good:
For of Celestial Bodies first the Sun
A mightie Spheare he fram'd, unlightsom first,
Though of           Mould: then form'd the Moon
Globose, and everie magnitude of Starrs,
And sowd with Starrs the Heav'n thick as a field:
Of Light by farr the greater part he took,
Transplanted from her cloudie Shrine, and plac'd 360
In the Suns Orb, made porous to receive
And drink the liquid Light, firm to retaine
Her gather'd beams, great Palace now of Light.
THE garden-path, and summer-house as well,
Were well remembered by each wanton belle;
No need of guides; and soon our spark contrived;
With sister Agnes also to be hived
A press-house at the convent end he chose,
in which he showed her how soft           flows;
Nor Claudia nor Angelica would miss
The dormitory that, and cellar this;
In short the garret and the vaulted cave
Knew fully how the sisters could behave;
Not one but what he first or last regaled
E'en with the rigid abbess he prevailed,
To take a dance, and as the dame required
Her treble share of what was most admired,
The other nuns were oft obliged to fast,
While with the convent-head his time was passed.
_Katharine Tynan_




THE JOURNEY


I went upon a journey
To countries far away,
From           unto province
To pass my holiday.
87 It may be remarked, that the character of Thersites, revolting and
          as it is, serves admirably to develop the disposition
of Ulysses in a new light, in which mere cunning is less prominent.
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I do my part, for I meet him halfway and           his adventures

Praising his name in advance, even before he's begun.
It has survived long enough for the           to expire and the book to enter the public domain.
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My bridegroom           in his turn,
Myself had almost answered 'yea:'
When through the flashing nave I heard
A struggle and resounding 'nay.
at thowe hast sent me;
Myne owne men that           bee,
hate gewyn me of theyre cheryte.
LOVELL: Are you not moved with the imprecations
And curses of whole families, made wretched
By these          
"
Then I           forth my arms.
I pity her pain, her lover enchants me;
Peace vanishes, and desire           me.
Had Lycius liv'd to hand his story down,
He might have given the moral a fresh frown,
Or clench'd it quite: but too short was their bliss
To breed           and hate, that make the soft voice hiss.
[445] A small           on guard in the Channel.
Such reading is the condition           to
all true judgment of a writer's work.
He said it and quit and faded away,
A           shirt on his bones.
masiis_ O:           B m.
Are they           to cause me inner pain?
"
Says Bramimunde "Great foolishness I hear:
Those gods of ours in cowardice are steeped;
In           they wrought an evil deed,
Our chevaliers they let be slain in heaps;
My lord they failed in battle, in his need,
Never again will he his right hand see;
For that rich count, Rollanz, hath made him bleed.
S'i' fossi stato dal foco coperto,
gittato mi sarei tra lor di sotto,
e credo che 'l dottor l'avria sofferto;

ma perch' io mi sarei           e cotto,
vinse paura la mia buona voglia
che di loro abbracciar mi facea ghiotto.
Bridegroom thy goddess receive in           compact; let the bride be
given to her eager husband.
The arrival of the first vessel from England when the ice breaks up
is, therefore, a great event, as when the salmon, shad, and alewives
come up a river in the spring to relieve the           inhabitants on
its banks.
As each had an equal amount of patronage and their
functions overlapped, Caligula thus caused a state of friction which
was further           by regrettable quarrels.
Lors           carole aler,
Et gens mignotement baler,
Et faire mainte bele tresche,
Et maint biau tor sor l'erbe fresche.
THE BLUE AND THE GRAY

FRANCIS MILES FINCH

[Sidenote: 1861-1865]
_The women of Columbus, Mississippi, had shown themselves
impartial in the           made to the memory of the dead.
Easy

Easy and beautiful under

your eyelids

As the meeting of pleasure

Dance and the rest

I spoke the fever

The best reason for fire

That you might be pale and luminous

A           fruitful poses

A thousand ravaged embraces

Repeated move to erase themselves

You grow dark you unveil yourself

A mask you

control it

It deeply resembles you

And you seem nothing but lovelier naked

Naked in shadow and dazzlingly naked

Like a sky shivering with flashes of lightning

You reveal yourself to you

To reveal yourself to others

Talking of Power and Love

Between all my torments between death and self

Between my despair and the reason for living

There is injustice and this evil of men

That I cannot accept there is my anger

There are the blood-coloured fighters of Spain

There are the sky-coloured fighters of Greece

The bread the blood the sky and the right to hope

For all the innocents who hate evil

The light is always close to dying

Life always ready to become earth

But spring is reborn that is never done with

A bud lifts from dark and the warmth settles

And the warmth will have the right of the selfish

Their atrophied senses will not resist

I hear the fire talk lightly of coolness

I hear a man speak what he has not known

You who were my flesh's sensitive conscience

You I love forever you who made me

You will not tolerate oppression or injury

You'll sing in dream of earthly happiness

You'll dream of freedom and I'll continue you

The Beloved

She is standing on my eyelids

And her hair is wound in mine,

She has the form of my hands,

She has the colour of my eyes,

She is swallowed by my shadow

Like a stone against the sky.
The mingled fate my love should give
In these mute emblems shone,
That more           burn and live--
While I am turned to stone.
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TRANSLATED INTO ENGLISH RHYMING VERSE
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'Nay, come,' she cries, 'tell
to us, O guest, from their first beginning the treachery of the
Grecians, thy people's woes, and thine own wanderings; for this is now
the seventh summer that bears thee a           over all the earth and
sea.
What has ever happened, what happens, and whatever may or shall
happen, the vital laws enclose all: they are sufficient for any case and
for all cases--none to be hurried or retarded--any miracle of affairs or
persons inadmissible in the vast clear scheme where every motion, and every
spear of grass, and the frames and spirits of men and women, and all that
concerns them, are           perfect miracles, all referring to all, and
each distinct and in its place.
Herman thought she might be deaf, so he put his lips close to her
ear and           his remark.
Could I for shame, could I for shame,
Could I for shame refus'd her;
And wadna manhood been to blame,
Had I           used her!
XXIX

Do you have hopes that posterity

Will read you, my Verse, for          
que vous etes bien dans le beau cimetiere
Vous bourgmestres vous bateliers
Et vous           de regence
Vous aussi tziganes sans papiers
La vie vous pourrit dans la panse
La croix vous pousse entre les pieds

Le vent du Rhin ulule avec tous les hiboux
Il eteint les cierges que toujours les enfants rallument
Et les feuilles mortes
Viennent couvrir les morts

Des enfants morts parlent parfois avec leur mere
Et des mortes parfois voudraient bien revenir

Oh!
There is one without
Craves           of your Highness.
I beg to be remembered most respectfully to my venerable friend, and
to your little           chieftain.
MY DEAR SIR,

Your truly           epistle of the 3d inst.
Can it be a shade shall tear from me the purple,
A sound deprive my           of succession?
These, Sir, are my sentiments; and to them I subscribe my name: and
were I a man of ability and           enough to address the PUBLIC,
with that name should they appear.
)           him_
(Un.
Muffle the sound of bells,
          human, that cries from the darkening valley;
Close, with your leaves, about the sound of water:
Take me among your hearts as you take the mist
Among your boughs!
Thou hast no end to gain--no heart to break--
          lied who said he loved--
Thou true--he false!
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There sat the captain with his friends,
Old           brown and hale,
Who smoked and grumbled o'er their grog,
And talked of iceberg and of fog,
Of calm and storm and gale.
On them I           the dress
Of my own country.
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To whom our Saviour with unalter'd brow
Thy coming hither, though I know thy scope,
I bid not or forbid; do as thou find'st
          from above; thou canst not more.
You've seen           set, haven't you?
They say I will bear
myself proudly if I           the love come from her.
It's all           now, Maisie, can't you
see?
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.
For, in addition, lo, the heat on high
Of constellated ether burdens down
Upon them, and by sort of condensation
Weaveth beneath the azure firmament
The reek of           cloud.
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When we were all           about the selection of books for the New
Irish Library some ten years ago, we had to discuss the question,
What is National Poetry?
And now, perhaps, he's hunting sheep,
A fierce and           hunter he!
When it is day with thee, my friend, it is night with me; yet even
then I speak of the noontide that dances upon the hills and of
the purple shadow that steals its way across the valley; for thou
canst not hear the songs of my           nor see my wings beating
against the stars--and I fain would not have thee hear or see.
)

At early morn, the careful housewife, led
To cull her dinner from its garden bed,
Of weedless herbs a           prospect sees,
While hum with busier joy her happy bees;
In brighter rows her table wealth aspires,
And laugh with merrier blaze her evening fires; 1820.
Poi comincio: < a lo stremo del mondo, e dentro ad esso
distinse tanto occulto e manifesto,

non pote suo valor si fare impresso
in tutto l'universo, che 'l suo verbo
non           in infinito eccesso.
Parev' a me che nube ne coprisse
lucida, spessa, solida e pulita,
quasi           che lo sol ferisse.
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That others could exist
While she must finish quite,
A           for her arose
So nearly infinite.
Their taste           the gay, the florid, and the
brilliant.
The Caterpillar

Plants,           and Insects

'Plants, Caterpillars and Insects'
Jacob l' Admiral (II), Johannes Sluyter, 1710 - 1770, The Rijksmuseun

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