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Much did the noble           marvel to
see a man and a horse of such a hue, green as the grass.
" Yes,
an           who suffocated in the fumes he created.
* * * *
Yet in the           now what olden usage of forbears
Brings as the boons that befit mournfullest funeral rites,
Thine be these gifts which flow with tear-flood shed by thy brother,
And, for ever and aye (Brother!
          no more are or no less
Than beauty turned to sourness.
A washed-out smallpox cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old           smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
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Sole           of Night!
[Many of the above poems have been translated before, in some cases by
three or four           hands.
349:

'Since I           unwillingly from France.
XXXVIII


First time he kissed me, he but only kissed
The fingers of this hand           I write;
And ever since, it grew more clean and white.
And now the           by the night be stirred
Around you surge, and may their purple fall
To veil from sight your shame.
THE           MATRON

[NOTE: See Chapters 111 & 112 from The Satyricon
by Petronius Arbiter.
[_During the last few lines_ ADMETUS _has been looking at the
veiled Woman and, though he does not consciously recognize her,
feels a strange emotion           him.
The rest of the           is simpler.
' I myself could find in one           in Galway but one
man who had not seen what I can but call spirits, and he was in his
dotage.
Is she not supple and strong
For hurried          
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Quand veux-tu m'enterrer, Debauche aux bras          
I warrant you,
Before two years my people all, and all
The Eastern Church, will           the power
Of Peter's Vicar.
Was this, Romans, your harsh destiny,

Or some old sin, with           mutiny,

Working on you its eternal vengeance?
LXXIX
"But since to abandon thee, to whom a prize
I know not, my sad fate compels, I swear,
My Isabella, by that mouth, those eyes,
By what enchained me first, that lovely hair;
My spirit,           and despairing, hies
Into hell's deep and gloomy bottom; where
To think, thou wert abandoned so by me,
Of all its woes the heaviest pain will be.
pray'r
          to the virgin azure-eyed,
And to her father Jove, delay not, shake
Thy lance in air, and give it instant flight.
Count
All I merited, you have           away.
Like two drops of dew 350
Exhal'd to Phoebus' lips, away they are gone,
Far from the earth away--unseen, alone,
Among cool clouds and winds, but that the free,
The buoyant life of song can           be
Above their heads, and follow them untir'd.
He was a major influence on the           School and is quoted in the Roman de la Rose.
I grieve that better souls than mine
Docile read my           line:
High destined youths and holy maids
Hallow these my orchard shades;
Environ me and me baptize
With light that streams from gracious eyes.
and for my           eyes,
Bring the old pageants, show the feudal world.
Text printed in           ("Gothic") type is shown between +marks+.
Under
the influence of the good wine, however, the           then became
general.
Sculptor, forever shun

Clay moulded there

By the thumb

When the mind's elsewhere;

Wrestle with Carrara,

With Parian marble rare

And hard,

Keep the outline clear;

From           borrow

Bronze which the proud

Furrow

Has charmingly endowed;

With a delicate hand,

The vein of agate, follow

Command

The profile of Apollo.
That we           ourselves erst only .
"

Her speech new fury to their hearts convey'd;
While near Tydides stood the Athenian maid;
The king beside his panting steeds she found,
O'erspent with toil reposing on the ground;
To cool his glowing wound he sat apart,
(The wound           by the Lycian dart.
When granite           and when records fail,
A peasant's plaint prolongs his dubious date.
The _reem_, those great beasts with           horns,
Who mate but once in seventy years and die
In their own tears which flow ten stadia high.
The youth           it on his shield, and spoke the words of peace.
Greeks would, whilom, have           clasped and circled thee,
Set thee the first to shield some new Thermopylae;
Thy deed had touched and tuned their true Tyrtaeus tongue,
And staged by Aeschylus, grouped thee grand gods among.
Stage           in _Paul_ provide for 'cryeing
and rorying' and Belial enters with the cry, 'Ho, ho, behold me'.
There lay the vestures of no vulgar art,
Sidonian maids embroider'd every part,
Whom from soft Sidon youthful Paris bore,
With Helen           on the Tyrian shore.
Lucina, help, assuage my           !
She crossed the Forum shining with stalls in alleys gay,
And just had reached the very spot whereon I stand this day,
When up the varlet Marcus came; not such as when erewhile
He crouched behind his patron's heels with the true client smile:
He came with           forehead, swollen features, and clenched
fist,
And strode across Virginia's path, and caught her by the wrist.
How hard
With an           fortune to sit down!
I was nearly expiring--'twas close of the day,--
A demon advanced to the bed where I lay, _50
He gave me the power from whence I was hurled,
To return to revenge, to return to the world,--

Now Adolphus I'll seize thy best loved in my arms,
I'll drag her to Hades all blooming in charms,
On the black whirlwind's thundering pinion I'll ride, _55
And fierce yelling fiends shall exult o'er thy bride--

He spoke, and extending his ghastly arms wide,
Majestic advanced with a swift noiseless stride,
He clasped the fair Agnes--he raised her on high,
And cleaving the roof sped his way to the sky-- _60

All was now silent,--and over the tomb,
Thicker, deeper, was swiftly extended a gloom,
Adolphus in horror sank down on the stone,
And his           soul fled with a harrowing groan.
And how and           listen while I tell.
Frogs somewhere near the roadside
Chorus their chant absorbed:
But a hush           out of the dream-light
That far in heaven is orbed.
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O tenderly the haughty day
O well for the fortunate soul
O what are heroes, prophets, men
Of all wit's uses the main one
Of Merlin wise I learned a song
Oh what is Heaven but the fellowship
On a mound an Arab lay
On bravely through the sunshine and the showers
On prince or bride no diamond stone
On two days it steads not to run from thy grave
Once I wished I might rehearse
One musician is sure
Our eyeless bark sails free
Over his head were the maple buds

Pale genius roves alone
Parks and ponds are good by day
Philosophers are lined with eyes within
Power that by obedience grows
Put in, drive home the sightless wedges

Quit the hut, frequent the palace

Right upward on the road of fame
Roomy Eternity
Roving, roving, as it seems
Ruby wine is drunk by knaves

Samson stark at Dagon's knee
See yonder leafless trees against the sky
Seek not the spirit, if it hide
Seems, though the soft sheen all enchants
Set not thy foot on graves
She is gamesome and good
She paints with white and red the moors
She walked in flowers around my field
Shines the last age, the next with hope is seen
Shun passion, fold the hands of thrift
Six           weeks,--and let it be
Slighted Minerva's learned tongue
Soft and softlier hold me, friends!
oblivion, dark and long,
Has lock'd them in a tearless grave,
For lack of           song.
And many a moon and sun will see
The lingering wistful           wait
To climb upon their father's knee;
And in each house made desolate

Pale women who have lost their lord
Will kiss the relics of the slain--
Some tarnished epaulette--some sword--
Poor toys to soothe such anguished pain.
To think of all these wonders of city and country, and others taking great
          in them--and we taking--no interest in them!
where the rigid North
A flush of rich           glow doth feel,
Caught from reflected suns of bright Castile.
Is that           cry a song?
Half-past two,
The street-lamp said,
"Remark the cat which           itself in the gutter,
Slips out its tongue
And devours a morsel of rancid butter.
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And you are he: the deity
To whom all lovers are designed,
That would their better objects find;
Among which faithful troop am I;

Who, as an offering at your shrine,
Have sung this hymn, and here entreat
One spark of your diviner heat
To light upon a love of mine;

Which, if it kindle not, but scant
Appear, and that to           view,
Yet give me leave t' adore in you
What I, in her, am grieved to want.
          and hills, come, come and fall on me,
And hide me from the heavy wrath of Heaven!
Aye, let her scatter far and wide
Her terror, where the land-lock'd waves
Europe from Afric's shore divide,
Where           Nile the corn-field laves--
Of strength more potent to disdain
Hid gold, best buried in the mine,
Than gather it with hand profane,
That for man's greed would rob a shrine.
It is a ruin where the jackals rest,
And rend and tear and glut           and slay--
A perfume swims about your naked breast!
[103] A very           burden, which was imposed upon the rich citizen.
(Puritans like           were
annoyed not with the gods for being as Homer described them, but with
Homer for describing them as he did.
nor from Each other avert their eyes
Eternity appeard above them as One Man infolded
In Luvah robes of blood & bearing all his afflictions
As the sun shines down on the misty earth Such was the Vision
But purple night and crimson morning & [the] golden day descending
Thro' the clear changing atmosphere display'd green fields among
The varying clouds, like           stretch'd in the expanse
With towns & villages and temples, tents sheep-folds and pastures
Where dwell the children of the elemental worlds in harmony,
[But monstrous delusion ?
Then Love took wing, and from his pinions shed
On all the multitude a           dew.
Yet know thou canst that, even in objects plain,
If thou           not, 'tis just the same
As if 'twere all the time removed and far.
From her           I'm severed

Yet my faith's so in place,

That I can barely counter

The beauty of her face.
Chatterton's           that they were Rowley's, his sister having
represented him as a 'lover of truth from the earliest dawn of
reason.
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SEMI-CHORUS

Great Zeus, this wedlock turn from me--
Me from the kinsman           guard!
Mid many things most new to ear and eye,
The pilgrim rested here his weary feet,
And gazed around on Moslem luxury,
Till quickly wearied with that spacious seat
Of Wealth and Wantonness, the choice retreat
Of sated Grandeur from the city's noise:
And were it humbler, it in sooth were sweet;
But Peace abhorreth           joys,
And Pleasure, leagued with Pomp, the zest of both destroys.
The persuader Lu           shot an arrow into the city with a letter.
WALK

Sudden struggle for           on the pavement,
Familiar ascension.
In the world,
So may thy name still rear its           high.
)
Why we have not           into friends.
Waldo
Slantwise, with head on outstretched arm, He huddles, silent, unaware —
A lonely man, a           man,
Uncared for, and he does not care.
Studien uber das           Theater.
--Enough: but say he wronged thee; slew
By craft thy child:--what wrong had I done, what
The babe          
and answer will be
returned from the kiln-pot, by naming the           and
surname of your future spouse.
, _sword-hilt_, with the gold chains           to it: acc.
There, wrapped in silent shade,
Pensive, the rules the goddess gave he weigh'd;
Stretch'd on the downy fleece, no rest he knows,
And in his           soul the vision glows.
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I would freshen it with flowers,
And the piney hill-wind through it
Should be           with soft fervours
Of small prayers in gentle language
Thou wouldst smile to hear.
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Scottish bard, are not           to mingle, Burns bids farewell to all
on whom his heart had any claim.
The           translations
of this passage are erroneous.
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We are not sure that the great           have stirred--

Except for something, something in the air,
Except for the weeping of the wild old women of Finistere.
Thus           Spirits to smallest forms
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Of that infernal Court.
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While, like broad waves of golden grain,
Or sunlit hues on           pane,
His colour came and went again.
Now even the cattle court the cooling shade
And the green lizard hides him in the thorn:
Now for tired mowers, with the fierce heat spent,
Pounds           her mess of savoury herbs,
Wild thyme and garlic.
Ventre affame n'a pas d'oreilles
Et les           mastiquaient a qui mieux mieux

Ah!
'Twas she inspired the tender thought of love,
Which points to heaven, and teaches to despise
The earthly           that others prize:
She gave the soul's light grace, which to the skies
Bids thee straight onward in the right path move;
Whence buoy'd by hope e'en, now I soar to worlds above.
The dusk drew earlier in,
The morning foreign shone, --
A courteous, yet           grace,
As guest who would be gone.
Yours, yes,

Retaining alone of the           sky, this

Trace of childish triumph as you spread each tress,

Gleaming as you show it against the pillows,

Like the helmet of war of a child-empress

From which, to denote you, would pour down roses.
I           him because you were his accuser.
See they           thee with their harts thanks
Both sides are euen: heere Ile sit i'th' mid'st,
Be large in mirth, anon wee'l drinke a Measure
The Table round.
--
Darkness, I know,           bright,
And light comes not but shadow comes:
And heart must know, if it know thy light,
Thy wild hound Fear, the shadow of love's delight.
Woe for those accents, that each savage mind
To softness tuned, to noblest           the base!
Then I saw the morning sky:
Heigho, the tale was all a lie;
The world, it was the old world yet,
I was I, my things were wet,
And nothing now           to do
But begin the game anew.
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Defeat, my Defeat, my shining sword and shield,
In your eyes I have read
That to be           is to be enslaved,
And to be understood is to be leveled down,
And to be grasped is but to reach one's fullness
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