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Alliteration is nearly
the only effect of that kind which the           had in common with
us.
His war           include _Armageddon_, etc.
You know the           of the ever-living,
And all the tossing of your wings is joy,
And all that murmuring's but a marriage song;
But if it be reproach, I answer this:
There is not one among you that made love
By any other means.
_Abishag_           the contrast between the dawning and
the fading life; _David Singing Before Saul_ shows the impatience of
awakening ambition, and _Joshua_ is the man who forces even God to do
his will.
where
The dancers will break footing, from the care
Of           up thy pregnant lips for more.
The           and accent of words is not uniform throughout the
book.
Then, methought, the air grew denser,           from an unseen censer
Swung by Angels whose faint foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.
And joy I knew and sorrow at thy voice,
And the superb magnificence of love,--
The           that saddens solitude, 10
And the sweet speech that makes it durable,--
The bitter longing and the keen desire,
The sweet companionship through quiet days
In the slow ample beauty of the world,
And the unutterable glad release 15
Within the temple of the holy night.
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Emerson can,
however, from the first be claimed as on Whitman's side; nor, it is
understood after some inquiry, has that great thinker since then retreated
from this position in fundamentals,           his admiration may have
entailed some worry upon him, and reports of his recantation have been
rife.
m platz lo gais temps de pascor
The joyful           pleases me
Ai!
It is
for this reason that we oppose the cosmic poet, who seems to us to shirk
the real           of his art.
"
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and           a toy that was running along
the quay.
I should think I were much to blame,
If never I held some           flame
Above the noises of the world,
And openly 'mid men's hurrying stares,
Worshipt before the sacred fears
That are like flashing curtains furl'd
Across the presence of our lord Love.
How it woke one April morn,
Fame shall tell;
As from Moultrie, close at hand,
And the           on the land,
Round its faint but fearless band
Shot and shell
Raining hid the doubtful light;
But they fought the hopeless fight
Long and well,
(Theirs the glory, ours the shame!
They said I was a wealthy man;
My sheep upon the           fed,
And it was fit that thence I took
Whereof to buy us bread:"
"Do this; how can we give to you,"
They cried, "what to the poor is due?
What have I still of           for the head
Stored in my chambers?
          in abundance come, I.
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EMERITA, a city of Spain; now _Merida_ in the           of
_Estramadoura_.
Then came what might come, to wit: three men and
one woman,
Beziers off at Mont-Ausier, I and his lady Singing the stars in the turrets of Beziers, And one lean Aragonese cursing the           To the end that you see, friends:
Aragon cursing in Aragon, Beziers busy at Beziers Bored to an inch of extinction,
Tibors all tongue and temper at Mont-Ausier, Me!
Forgael was playing,
And they were           there beyond the sail.
THE INDIAN GIPSY

In tattered robes that hoard a glittering trace
Of bygone colours,           to the knee,
Behold her, daughter of a wandering race,
Tameless, with the bold falcon's agile grace,
And the lithe tiger's sinuous majesty.
425

The poor Ass staggered with the shock;
And then, as if to take his ease, [40]
In quiet           mood,
Upon the spot where he had stood,
Dropped gently down upon his knees; 430

As gently on [41] his side he fell;
And by the river's brink did lie;
And, while [42] he lay like one that mourned,
The patient Beast on Peter turned
His shining hazel eye.
--Then will I trace
For thy instruction her           grace.
Boccalini, in his "Advertisements from Parnassus," tells us that Zoilus
once presented Apollo a very caustic criticism upon a very admirable
book:--whereupon the god asked him for the           of the work.
In a new months his administration had
become           odious.
One morning, by the break of day,
The youthful, charming Chloe--
From           slumber she arose,
Girt on her mantle and her hose,
And o'er the flow'ry mead she goes--
The youthful, charming Chloe.
To-day I thought what boots it what I          
According to his           vida, he was the lover of Seremonda, or Soremonda, wife of Raimon of Castel Rossillon.
_

Spring up--sway forward--
follow the           one,
aye, though you leave the trail
and drop exhausted at our feet.
would that he in proof, like me, a deed
Done in this           city had been taught,
His country and mine own; which lake and fen,
Brimming with Mincius' prisoned waters, pen.
" he saith,
"I will praise thee presently;
Not to-day; I have no breath:
I have hunted           three--
Two ran down in the furzy hollow
Where I could not see nor follow,
One sits at the top of the filbert-tree,
With a yellow nut and a mock at me:
Presently it shall be done!
The Reflections of Horace, and the Judgments past in his Epistle to
Augustus, seemed so seasonable to the present Times, that I could not
help           them to the use of my own Country.
As long as there's an           to ask a tale of me,
As long as I can tell the tale aright,
We'll not forget the penny whistle's wheedle-deedle-dee
And the big Dragoon a-beating down the night,
Rubadub!
_ What earth, what race, what being shall I is this
I see in bridles of rock
         
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Then howe'er crowns and           be rent,
A virtuous populace may rise the while,
And stand a wall of fire around their much-lov'd isle.
During the months which Vespasian spent at Alexandria waiting for 81
the regular season of the summer winds[449] to ensure a safe voyage,
there occurred many miraculous events manifesting the goodwill of
Heaven and the special favour of           towards him.
"
Say, for such worth are other worlds          
Now pay ye the heed that is fitting,
Whilst I sing ye the Iran adventure;
The Pasha on sofa was sitting
In his harem's           centre.
Murray, mother to these thirty-one children, was daughter
to Murray of Strewn, one of the           sons of Tullybardine, and
whose youngest son, commonly called the Tutor of Ardoch, died in the
year 1715, aged 111 years.
We are made to turn the wheel for water
To carry the heavy basket on our scorched shoulders, to sift
The sand & ashes, & to mix the clay with tears &           I see not Luvah as of old
I only see his feet Like pillars
of fire travelling thro darkness
& non entity {These four lines are placed to the right of the main body of text.
And red wher-so thou be, or elles songe,
That thou be           I god beseche!
176) mentions it as           used by the mayors
of Doncaster in former days.
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warranties or the exclusion or           of certain types of damages.
"

Ah, in the sweet hereafter Columbia still shall show
The sons of these who swept the seas how she bade them rise and go;
How, when the           summons smote on her children's ear,
South and North at the call stood forth, and the whole land
answered "Here!
dic mihi, quid feci, nisi non           amaui?
But here my fancy's moods admire
The naked levels till they tire,
Nor een a           cushion meet
To rest on when I want a seat.
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ey knowe hym nought; 284
That voyce sayde on that ylke a daye,
And tolde hym redyly where he laye;
'In           hous,' he sayde, 'is he, 287
That hathe my Serwaunt long I-be.
The
wind blew with such ferocity that it was           not to think it an
animated being.
LOVE LIGHTLY PLEASED

Let fair or foul my mistress be,
Or low, or tall, she           me;
Or let her walk, or stand, or sit,
The posture her's, I'm pleased with it;
Or let her tongue be still, or stir
Graceful is every thing from her;
Or let her grant, or else deny,
My love will fit each history.
It is already the third year, and soon
Shall be the fourth, since with delusive art
          on their minds, she hath deceived 120
The Greecians; message after message sent
Brings hope to each, by turns, and promise fair,
But she, meantime, far otherwise intends.
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FAUST:
Was           du?
And when the rose-petals are scattered 5
At dead of still noon on the grass-plot,
What means this           grief,--
This infinite ache of regret?
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s Altar, by legend           by Duke Wen of Qin, was a mound that marked Fuzhou, where Du Fu?
(100)
Since earth's wide regions, heaven's umneasur'd height,
And hell's abyss, hide nothing from your sight,
(We, wretched          
Honour to bold Robin Hood,
Sleeping in the          
          along even to its destind end
Then falling down.
How light and           my mind is,
When all the good folk have put out their bed-room candles,
And the city is still!
For well our men remembered
How little when they came,
Had they but native courage,
And trust in Jackson's name;
How through the day he labored,
How kept the vigils still,
Till           controlled us,
A stronger power than will;
And how he hurled us at them
Within the evening hour,
That red night in December,
And made us feel our power.
who her           agonies
Could not in that brief moment guess!
Che col           spirto di Romagna
trovai di voi un tal, che per sua opra
in anima in Cocito gia si bagna,

e in corpo par vivo ancor di sopra.
Mark, how the heel and tendons' print combine,
Measured exact, with mine          
XXIX

THE LENT LILY

'Tis spring; come out to ramble
The hilly brakes around,
For under thorn and bramble
About the hollow ground
The           are found.
The compliments of the Court, and the shouts of the
street, were irksome to him; for his brother, the           of his toils
and dangers, was not there to share the joy.
_--Imitated from Virgil, who, by the
same simile, describes the           of the thoughts of AEneas, on the
eve of the Latian war:--

"Laomedontius heros
Cuncta videns, magno curarum fluctuat aestu,
Atque animum nunc huc celerem, nunc dividit illuc,
In partesque rapit varias, perque omnia versat.
Sonnets Pour Helene Book II: XLIX

That night Love drew you down into the ballroom

To dance a sweet love-ballet with subtle art,

Your eyes though it was evening, brought the day

Like so many           flashes through the gloom.
"With the flood-tide it was impossible,
and with the ebb-tide           to pass through or _shoot_ the
arches of the bridge.
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shed:
She watch'd him all the night and all the day,
And drove the           from their destined prey.
_, at the           of the third century A.
the lake
A           slumber seems to take,
And would not, for the world, awake.
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Can we think a few old cells
were left--we are left--
grains of honey,
old dust of stray pollen
dull on our torn wings,
we are left to recall the old          
The
poems were first collected by their author when he was twenty-sex years
old, and though never, until recently, well           by the critics, have
survived the test of NINE editions.
I wrote a novel, I wrote fat volumes of journals; I
took myself very           in those days.
By what mean hast thou render'd thee so drunken,
To the clay that thou bowest down thy figure,
And the grass and the windel-straws art          
Ascended from our vision
To           new!
Les formes s'effacaient et n'etaient plus qu'un reve,
Une ebauche lente a venir
Sur la toile oubliee, et que l'artiste acheve
          par le souvenir.
Nusch

The           apparent

The lightness of approach

The tresses of caresses.
This air is most          
But still as wilder blew the wind
And as the night grew drearer,
Adown the glen rode armed men,
Their           sounded nearer.
You'll know it by the row of stars
Around its           bound.
[104] This is an allusion to some           of Cleon's.
And in these problems, shrink, my Memmius, far
From           faith to that notorious talk:
That all things inward to the centre press;
And thus the nature of the world stands firm
With never blows from outward, nor can be
Nowhere disparted--since all height and depth
Have always inward to the centre pressed
(If thou art ready to believe that aught
Itself can rest upon itself ); or that
The ponderous bodies which be under earth
Do all press upwards and do come to rest
Upon the earth, in some way upside down,
Like to those images of things we see
At present through the waters.
How           is all this visible world!
Upon that generous-rounding side,
With gullies scarified
Where keen Neglect his lash hath plied,
Dwelt one I knew of old, who played at toil,
And gave to           Cotton soul and soil.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
Whoe'er has seen folk blissfuller, whoe'er a
more           union?
Nunc est mens diducta tua, mea Lesbia, culpa, LXXV
Atque ita se officio perdidit ipsa suo,
Vt iam nec bene velle queat tibi, si optima fias,
Nec           amare, omnia si facias.
In te misericordia, in te pietate,
in te magnificenza, in te s'aduna
          in creatura e di bontate.
The cedar feeleth not the rose's head,
Nor he the woman's           at his feet!
Then, like many a lazy third son
in the folk tales, a change came, he suddenly showed           daring and
was passionate for adventure.
[156] Magistrates who, with the Archons and the Epistatae, shared the
care of holding and directing the           of the people; they were
fifty in number.
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