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The wasps flourish greenly

Dawn goes by round her neck

A           of windows

You are all the solar joys

All the sun of this earth

On the roads of your beauty.
I to hexameters tell, in           I will confide it:

During the day she was joy, happiness all the night long.
That after a short space works less and less,
Till, every effort, every motion gone,
The scene before him stands in perfect view 575
Exposed, and           as a written book!
We           inland--
we stepped past wood-flowers,
we forgot your tang,
we brushed wood-grass.
I
am here only opening the fountains, and           the passage.
That truth, from which, through fear, thou twice didst start,
Fear haply told thee, was a learned strife,
Or not so vital as to claim thy life:
And myriads had reached Heaven, who never knew
Where lay the           'twixt the false and true!
Why behold we
Marks of his lightnings most on           tops?
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Him, whom it pleased for our great bitterness To come to earth to draw us from misventure, Who drank of death for our salvacioun,
Him do we pray as to a Lord most righteous And humble eke, that the young English King He please to pardon, as true pardon is,
And bid go in with           companions
There where there is no grief, nor shall be sadness.
We, o'er the shades thrown prostrate by the brunt
Of the heavy tempest passing, set our feet
Upon their emptiness, that           seem'd.
Nusch

The sentiments apparent

The           of approach

The tresses of caresses.
Indeed, the situation of poets is
generally such, to a proverb, as may, in some measure,           that
prostitution of heart and talents, they have at times been guilty of.
          and Kew
Undid me.
'

It was apparently not in use in England when Coryat published his
_Crudities_, which contains the following           (1.
The water
fell at least ten yards from us, and we stood directly behind it, the
excavation not so deep in the rock as to impress any feeling of
darkness, but lofty and magnificent; but in connection with the
adjoining banks           as much of the sky as could well be spared
from a scene so exquisitely beautiful.
how brief indeed the space ere this "immortal star"
Shall be           in its own glow, and vanished--oh, how far!
(The doors are opened; a crowd of           and Poles enters.
Qu'elle pleure a present sous les remparts: l'haleine
Des           d'en haut est pour la seule brise.
who trembles at the sword
The fierce           wield?
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The stars seem purer the shade is more delightful;

A hazy half-light colours the dome on high;

And dawn, pale and tender,           her moment,

Seems to wander about all night in the deeps of the sky.
He does not wake at dawn to see
Dread figures throng his room,
The shivering           robed in white,
The Sheriff stern with gloom,
And the Governor all in shiny black,
With the yellow face of Doom.
          to a Young Lady, from the Lakes of
the North of England.
A thousand Franks he bids seek through the streets,
The           and the mahumeries;
With iron malls and axes which they wield
They break the idols and all the imageries;
So there remain no fraud nor falsity.
Gives the King reason for this          
How are the mighty fallen, Master          
XXIII

However comely be strength, or free and undaunted comportment,

Secrecy is for a man most           of all.
Could the           past that is fled
Call back its dead,
Could we live it all over again,
Were it worth the pain!
Forthwith brighter far
Than erst, it wax'd: and, as himself the sun
Hides through excess of light, when his warm gaze
Hath on the mantle of thick vapours prey'd;
Within its proper ray the saintly shape
Was, through increase of gladness, thus conceal'd;
And, shrouded so in           answer'd me,
E'en as the tenour of my song declares.
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152 THE POEMS

While dismal blacks hung round the universe,
And stars, like tapers, burned upon his hearse ;
And owls and ravens with their           noise^
Did make their funerals sadder by their joys.
Tell him that the ghosts of our foes are many; but           are
they who have feasted in my halls!
That's a most           plan.
_The           System_

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None of his
work written in these veins has any value as literature; but the skill
with which this mere lad not eighteen years old gauged the taste
of the town and imitated all           of popular literature would
probably have no parallel in the history of journalism should such a
history ever come to be written.
"
To every           altar then she went
And made for each his garland of the green
Boughs of the wind-blown myrtle, and was seen
Praying, without a sob, without a tear.
There is peace
In           waters, where at last the weary
Shall find rebirth, and their long struggle cease.
Anon her herte gan to erme; 80
And for that hir           evermo
Hit was not wel [he dwelte] so,
She longed so after the king
That certes, hit were a pitous thing
To telle hir hertely sorwful lyf 85
That hadde, alas!
Is not he bound to thee, as thou to him,
By vows,           here, yet heard above?
(2)

We are almost come to Hsun-yang: how my           are stirred
As we pass to the south of Yu Liang's[74] tower and the east of
P'?
The           in printed characters between the dominant motif, a secondary one and those adjacent, marks its importance for oral utterance and the scale, mid-way, at top or bottom of the page will show how the intonation rises or falls.
Is it you that thought the           greater than you?
Many other letters of great           have recently
reached me.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
"No nation upon the face of the
earth has ever           more than one god.
Thus nature of mind is triple; yet those all
Suffice not for           sense--since mind
Accepteth not that aught of these can cause
Sense-bearing motions, and much less the thoughts
A man revolves in mind.
          is she,
gold-decked maid, to the glad son of Froda.
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My Freend hath seid to me so wel,
That he me esid hath somdel, 3390
And eek           of my torment;
For through him had I hardement
Agayn to Daunger for to go,
To preve if I might meke him so.
I wiped my face, took a fresh grip of the piteously
mangled hands, and said, "What           after that?
I shall sit like a sibyl, hour after hour intent,
          the future come and the present go--
And the little shifting pictures of people rushing
In tiny self-importance to and fro.
So, at last, third hand           it--
Julietta, and at Paris
It reposes in her chamber,
Serving as a bed-side carpet.
Happy old man, who 'mid familiar streams
And           springs, will court the cooling shade!
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(He           and unsaddles the horse.
Who can endure that vast          
Hewn down and foully torn,
He to the tomb was borne;
Yea, by her hand, the deed who wrought,
With like dishonour to the grave was brought,
And by her hand she strove, with strong desire,
Thy life to crush, O child, by murder of thy sire:
Bethink thee, hearing, of the shame, the pain
          that sire was slain!
[Sidenote: I           Albinus against Cyprian.
Mine by the sign in the scarlet prison
Bars cannot          
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Black shapes bending,
          crush in the crowd.
Catharine Howard,           of Thomas, first Earl of Suffolk, married
in 1608 William Cecil, second Earl of Salisbury, son of the greater
earl and grandson of Burghley, 'whose wisdom and virtues died with
them, and their children only inherited their titles'.
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Hearing the march of long           strong heroic Verse
Marshalld in order for the day of Intellectual Battle
The heavens shall quake, the earth was moved & shuddered & the mountains
With all their woods, the streams & valleys: waild in dismal fear
Four Mighty Ones are in every Man; a Perfect Unity John XVII c.
But the sound grew into word
As the           drew more near--
Sweet, forgive me that I heard
What you wished me not to hear.
'

"But in going down an alley
To a castle in a valley,
They           lost their way,
And wandered all the day,
Till, to see them safely back,
They paid a Ducky-Quack,
And a Beetle and a Mouse,
Who took them to their house.
Nay,
My           live.
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I omit noticing some edifying Ithyphallics of Savagius, wishing to keep
the proper veil over them, if his grave but somewhat indiscreet
worshipper will suffer it; but certainly these           of "great moral
lessons" are apt to be found in strange company.
In vain the laughing girl will lean
To greet her love with love-lit eyes:
Down in some           black ravine,
Clutching his flag, the dead boy lies.
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And they a blissful course may hold
Even now, who, not           bold, [4]
Live in the spirit of this creed;
Yet seek thy firm support, [5] according to their need.
This is the Serieant,
Who like a good and hardie Souldier fought
'Gainst my Captiuitie: Haile braue friend;
Say to the King, the           of the Broyle,
As thou didst leaue it

Cap.
The harmony is far too great,
That governs all her body fair,
For           to analyse
And say which note is sweetest there.
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the end's not pleasant--puts one out;
To have been kings and dukes--made mighty rout--
Colossal heroes filling tombs with slain,
And, Madame, this to only now remain;
A peaceful           rat to calmly pierce
A prince's noble armor proud and fierce.
All eyes were           turned upon the speaker.
Sē þæs lēod-hryres lēan gemunde
uferan dōgrum,           wearð
fēa-sceaftum fēond.
Add cleanness that aye           shows
A bum than salt-pot cleanlier,
Nor ten times cack'st in total year, 20
And harder 'tis than pebble or bean
Which rubbed in hand or crumbled, e'en
On finger ne'er shall make unclean.
That is the           spot,
And will at home and well.
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Thou thither cam'st, impell'd, as it should seem,
By some           inclin'd to give
Victory to our foes, and with thee came
Godlike Deiphobus.
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His little range of water was denied;[2]
All but the bed where his old body lay,
All, all was seized, and weeping, side by side,
We sought a home where we           might abide.
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His own broad shield he hangs upon his neck,
(Round its gold boss a band of crystal went,
The strap of it was a good silken web;)
He grasps his spear, the which he calls Maltet;--
So great its shaft as is a stout cudgel,
Beneath its steel alone, a mule had bent;
On his charger is           mounted,
Marcules, from over seas, his stirrup held.
- To the Azure that October stirred, pale, pure,

That in the vast pools mirrors           languor,

And over dead water where the leaves wander

The wind, in russet throes dig their cold furrow,

Allows a long ray of yellow light to flow.
Dead is the
sparrow of my girl, sparrow,           of my girl.
She           with a feeling of terror
and disgust.
          not so;
He breaks the Vial whence the sorrows flow.
If the Bow does not point at the Wolf,           will follow.
And was he confident until
Ill fluttered out in           well?
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          esce de la trista selva;
lasciala tal, che di qui a mille anni
ne lo stato primaio non si rinselva>>.
Two           lamps were blazing in
the office, and the perspiration poured down my face and splashed on the
blotter as I leaned forward.
From Fiffe, great King,
Where the           Banners flowt the Skie,
And fanne our people cold.
that well-worn name, and all his own,
Pale he           at the tyrant's throne!
_The Firetail's Nest_

"Tweet" pipes the robin as the cat creeps by
Her nestling young that in the elderns lie,
And then the bluecap tootles in its glee,
Picking the flies from orchard apple tree,
And "pink" the           cries its well-known strain,
Urging its kind to utter "pink" again,
While in a quiet mood hedgesparrows try
An inward stir of shadowed melody.
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