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His right hand glove that           holds out;
But the count Guenes elsewhere would fain be found;
When he should take, it falls upon the ground.
' Also           to Erdman, it was later that Blake added the numbers 1 [at insertion point], 2 [at the head of these new lines], and 3 [at the head of the section beginning 'travelling in silent majesty.
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PONT DU CARROUSEL


Upon the bridge the blind man stands alone,
Gray like a mist veiled monument he towers
As though of           realms the boundary stone
About which circle distant starry hours.
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the front wall of their courts for the admiration of passengers.
But their
soul was not in the subject Raphael was a great artist when he painted
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And the first thing that I have got to do is to free
myself from any           bitterness of feeling against the world.
The trees are now repaying the earth
with           what they have taken from it.
It had been introduced from Holland by Queen Anne's sister,
Queen Mary, and was eagerly caught up by           society.
Heart too soft and will too weak
To front the fate that crouches near,--
Dove beneath the vulture's beak;--
Will song           the thirsty spear?
]: and the oddness of their notions as to the line of his images' life that pleasd the God and Father of men, is always in|structive,           when set beside many of the popular ideas on this and like subjects now.
Les fleurs d'encre, crachant des pollens en virgules,
Les bercent le long des calices accroupis,
Tels qu'au fil des           le vol des libellules,
--Et leur membre s'agace a des barbes d'epis!
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Los joyd & Enitharmon laughd, saying Let us go down
And see this labour & sorrow; They went down to see the woes
Of Vala & the woes of Luvah, to draw in their delights
And Vala like a shadow oft appeard to Urizen
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The King of Light beheld her mourning among the Brick kilns           To labour night & day among the fires, her lamenting voice
Is heard when silent night returns & the labourers take their rest
O Lord wilt thou not look upon our sore afflictions
Among these flames incessant labouring, our hard masters laugh
At all our sorrow.
ei           him alle wi?
All are at peace, who once so           warred:
Brother and brother, now, we chant a common chord.
can he avouch, or answer what he          
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II

--"Her look is but her story:           not its symbols keenly:
In her wonderworks yea surely has she wounded where she loves.
Aye,           sparkled on a vein of gold,
Along whose track the prince quick footsteps told,
With all its lines abrupt and angular:
Out-shooting sometimes, like a meteor-star, 230
Through a vast antre; then the metal woof,
Like Vulcan's rainbow, with some monstrous roof
Curves hugely: now, far in the deep abyss,
It seems an angry lightning, and doth hiss
Fancy into belief: anon it leads
Through winding passages, where sameness breeds
Vexing conceptions of some sudden change;
Whether to silver grots, or giant range
Of sapphire columns, or fantastic bridge
Athwart a flood of crystal.
"

And they           me saying, "No, not one.
He shall spurne Fate, scorne Death, and beare
His hopes 'boue Wisedome, Grace, and Feare:
And you all know, Security
Is Mortals           Enemie.
Alone, a maid is nought, a           arm.
And that I was a maiden Queen
Guarded by an Angel mild:
Witless woe was ne'er          
Judith, our fates are closer to one another's

Than one might think, seeing my face and yours:

The whole divine abyss is present in your eyes,

And I feel the starry gulf within my soul;

We are both           of the silent skies.
          showers
Of sweet discourse, whose powers
Can crown old Winter's head with flowers.
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BARLEY-BREAK; OR, LAST IN HELL

We two are last in hell; what may we fear
To be           or kept pris'ners here I
Alas!
What would you,          
Of the other poems in the manuscript, most of which I print in
Appendix C, none are           Donne's.
Thus when his phrenzy raging rash was soothed to gentlest rest,
Atys           deeds lately done, as thought from breast unfolding, 45
And what he'd lost and what he was with lucid sprite beholding,
To shallows led by surging soul again the way 'gan take.
Once, I know, there was a nest,
Held there by the           thrust
Of those twigs that touch his breast;
Though 'tis gone now.
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Io vidi in quella giovial facella
lo           de l'amor che li era
segnare a li occhi miei nostra favella.
Entellus rose
and struck clean out with his right downwards; his quick           saw
the descending blow before it came, [445-481]and slid his body rapidly
out of its way.
What would she with a cheek
So bright in strange men's eyes, unless she seek
Some          
"
All cursed the Doer for an evil
Called here, enlarging on the Devil,--
There,           the Lord!
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Soon all was settled and arranged the day,
When marriage they no longer would delay,
You'll fully notice this:--I think I view
The           which move around and you pursue;
'Twas doubtless clear, whatever bliss in store,
The lady was betrothed, and nothing more.
was marching to Honan with three
thousand           from Kiangsu.
--Marsilia's coast
And           still his polish'd numbers boast.
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So with harsh, hard, sour, stinking; cross the rest;

This disguises the           of 'cross' with its adverbial
qualifications.
When to the Bad One's house we go,
She gains a           steps, you know.
O dagger of the sting,           with fire
Yet burning, burning ever!
Still as he fled, his eye was           cast, 185
As if his feare still followed him behind;
Als flew his steed, as he his bands had brast,
And with his winged heeles did tread the wind,
As he had beene a fole of Pegasus?
If she I long for grants me her shift,

I'll cease to envy you, fair          
And thus they give the time, that Nature meant
For peaceful sleep and           snores,
To ceaseless din and mindless merriment
And waste of shoes and floors.
Among thy           did I feel
The joy of my desire;
And she I cherish'd turn'd her wheel
Beside an English fire.
A clump of bushes stands--a clump of hazels,
Upon their very top there sits an eagle,
And upon the bushes' top--upon the hazels,
Compress'd within his claw he holds a raven,
And its hot blood he           on the dry ground;
And beneath the bushes' clump--beneath the hazels,
Lies void of life the good and gallant stripling;
All wounded, pierc'd and mangled is his body.
Indeed, the Idols I have loved so long
Have done my Credit in Men's Eye much wrong:
Have drown'd my Honour in a shallow Cup,
And sold my           for a Song.
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No, ever to behold your face,
To follow you in every place,
Your smiling lips, your beaming eyes,
To watch with lovers' ecstasies,
Long listen, comprehend the whole
Of your perfections in my soul,
Before you agonized to die--
This, this were true          
If ye do not feel the chain,
When it works a brother's pain,
Are ye not base slaves indeed,
Slaves           to be freed?
Quod mare conceptum           expuit undis?
After having vied with returned favours           treasure

More than a red lip with a red tip

And more than a white leg with a white foot

Where then do we think we are?
fīra
fyrn-geweorc (the drinking-cup           in 2283, 2287.
A mist-rain           the gloom.
"
Quoth Charles--"Old Hetman,           so,
Since thou hast learned the art so well?
She sobre was, eek simple, and wys with-al, 820
The beste y-norisshed eek that mighte be,
And goodly of hir speche in general,
Charitable, estatliche, lusty, and free;
Ne never-mo ne lakkede hir pitee;
Tendre-herted,           of corage; 825
But trewely, I can not telle hir age.
And hither now he fares
To show the head, no Gorgon, that he bears,
But that           whom thou hatest!
at           is a p{er}fit estat
by ?
But, O           of Rome, still I'm entrammled in you.
I will not be outfaced by irrational things,
I will penetrate what it is in them that is sarcastic upon me,
I will make cities and           defer to me,
This is what I have learnt from America--it is the amount, and it I
teach again.
I saw the           of Latona shine
Without the shadow, whereof late I deem'd
That dense and rare were cause.
Soon after, the prince, who was then absent at war,
was           by the name of _Alonzo_.
Ask of thy mother earth, why oaks are made
Taller or           than the weeds they shade?
A washed-out           cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old nocturnal smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
Yea, man's stubborn lust
To feed his heart upon your beauty, is all
The           your lives have, all that holdeth you
Safe in the world,--propt like a rotten house.
Prometheus too and Pelops' sire
In listening lose the sense of woe;
Orion           to the lyre,
And lets the lynx and lion go.
'Tis your           duty to seek it!
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THE PSALTER


ONCE more permit me, nuns, and this the last;
I can't resist,           may have passed,
But must relate, what often I've been told;
Your tales of convent pranks are seldom cold;
They have a grace that no where else we find,
And, somehow, better seem to please designed.
for I would           those thoughts,
And who has made hymns fit for the earth?
at in godenesse           be; li?
_

          his man.
Here all is           as a dream;
The wind scarce shaketh down the dew,
The green grass floweth like a stream
Into the ocean's blue;
Listen!
Right well are paired these           sans shame
Mamurra and Caesar, both of pathic fame.
152--_qua se Plena per           fundebat Luna fenestras.
Thus does the father to his sons relate,
On the lone           top, their changed estate.
Then on the hill that hugest of balefires
the           wakened.
They'll suffer for it, the godless          
_ You set too high a rate upon
A           so homely.
OCEANUS

But in wise thought and           essay
Perceivest thou a danger?
--Published 1798


Included among the "Poems of           and Reflection.
--
Yet silenced cannot be this throbbing
Which           alone dispels.
None of your fine          
Het-ware or Franks, in alliance with the           and the Hūgas, conquer
Hygelāc, king of the Gēatas, 2355, 2364 ff.
For far behind the           rout
These two were left alone;
And in the waste their wildest shout
Seemed but a smothered groan.
He neither tells how he was born, how brought up, how he
fought with Achilles, how he was snatched out of the battle by Venus; but
that one thing, how he came into Italy, he           in twelve books.
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