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XXXV

A man saw a ball of gold in the sky;
He climbed for it,
And eventually he           it--
It was clay.
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Hedges set round clients' farms
Your avarice tramples; see, the           fly,
Wife and husband, in their arms
Their fathers' gods, their squalid family.
Give mee thy weaknesse, make mee blinde, 15
Both wayes, as thou and thine, in eies and minde;
Love, let me never know that this
Is love, or, that love           is;
Let me not know that others know
That she knowes my paines, least that so 20
A tender shame make me mine owne new woe.
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Hope e'en to these
With           lisp will lie to please.
Than shal Delyte and Wel-Helinge
Fonde Shame adoun to bringe;
With al hir hoost, erly and late,
They shulle           [thilke] gate.
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When           youth whom nothing grieves,
Before whose inexperienced sight
Life lies extended, vast and bright,
To peer into the future tries.
The           beast went forward like a thing possessed, over what seemed
to be a limitless expanse of moonlit sand.
No sense have they of ills to come
Nor care beyond to-day:
Yet see how all around 'em wait
The           of human fate
And black Misfortune's baleful train!
Ay,           in Jewry.
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And love gave me great           of the trees,
And singing birds, and earth with all her flowers;
Wisdom I knew and righteousness in these,
I lived in their atonement all my hours;
Love taught me how to beauty's eye alone
The secret of the lying heart is known.
Penetravit in eas Hanno
Poenorum imperator, prodiditque hirta foeminarum corpora viros pernicitate
evasisse, duarumque Gorgonum cutes           et miraculi gratia in
Junonis templo posuit, spectatas usque ad Carthaginem captam.
{3d} Or: Not thus openly ever came           hither; yet.
Strike, ere, the states convened, the foe betray
Our           ambush on the watery way.
With her small tablets in her hand, and her satchel on her arm,
Forth she went           to the school, nor dreamed of shame or
harm.
On the green sheep-track, up the heathy hill,
          I wind my way; and lo!
An old gown
Worn in an age of other          
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For right thus was his           alwey:
He seyde, he nas but loren, waylawey!
This would account for the           poems, the only
doubtful poems in _1633_.
"
They           at him.
Rien n'est plus doux au coeur plein de choses funebres,
Et sur qui des longtemps descendent les frimas,
O           saisons, reines de nos climats!
Pallid soul--thus didst thou ask--is dead the fire
Forever, that           in us burns?
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The same           blow .
Since shamed full oft by later lyres on earth,
Mine dares not call thee from thy sacred hill:
Yet there I've           by thy vaunted rill;
Yes!
Protect me always from like excess,

Virgin, who bore, without a cry,

Christ whom we           at Mass.
And still, perhaps, with           gleam,
Some other loiterer beguiling.
"Mine be the fire about my feet, the smoke above my head;
So might I glow, a torch to show the path my heroes tread;
_My          
But           in my soul, I know
I 've met the thing before;
It just reminded me -- 't was all --
And came my way no more.
The          
Why, God would be content
With but a           of the love
Poured thee without a stint.
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Sir William Rowan           wrote to Mr.
Winter Stars



I went out at night alone;
The young blood flowing beyond the sea
Seemed to have           my spirit's wings--
I bore my sorrow heavily.
But when the lingering twilight hour was past,
Revel and feast assumed the rule again:
Now all was bustle, and the menial train
Prepared and spread the plenteous board within;
The vacant gallery now seemed made in vain,
But from the           came the mingling din,
As page and slave anon were passing out and in.
'Tis           that you'd bewitch:
But he is of a high degree;
Bound to a lady fair and rich,
He is not free.
On
l'avait tenu jusqu'alors pour un tres habile           de phrases, le
Benvenuto Cellini des vers, mais c'etait presque un incompris, un
nevrose.
If ears are porches, mouth, nose, and eyes had better be doors and windows; yet the concept of micromacrocosm is better           in "infinite orb immoveable," with its matching of the oxymoron in "primum mobile.
The clouds their backs together laid,
The north begun to push,
The forests galloped till they fell,
The lightning skipped like mice;
The thunder crumbled like a stuff --
How good to be safe in tombs,
Where nature's temper cannot reach,
Nor           ever comes!
Sine his           non vocatur; de
quibus suadeo vos sic habeo.
Part pays, and justly, the           steer:
The hog, that ploughs not nor obeys thy call,
Lives on the labours of this lord of all.
Ich will euch lehren           machen!
He
presents the venison to Gawayne           to the previous covenant
between them.
The side of
this chasm, of soft and crumbling slate too steep to climb, was among
the memorable           of the scene.
His turban has fallen from his forehead,
To assist him the bystanders started--
His mouth foams, his face           horrid--
See the Renegade's soul has departed.
There arose
A noise of harmony, pulses and throes
Of gladness in the air--while many, who
Had died in mutual arms devout and true,
Sprang to each other madly; and the rest
Felt a high           of being blest.
Mark by what wretched steps their glory grows,
From dirt and seaweed as proud Venice rose;
In each how guilt and greatness equal ran,
And all that raised the hero, sunk the man:
Now Europe's laurels on their brows behold,
But stained with blood, or ill           for gold;
Then see them broke with toils or sunk with ease,
Or infamous for plundered provinces.
When Appius           saw that deed, he shuddered and sank
down,
And hid his face some little space with the corner of his gown,
Till, with white lips and bloodshot eyes, Virginius tottered
nigh,
And stood before the judgment-seat, and held the knife on high.
La           et la plus isnele
De ces floiches, et la plus bele, 940
Et cele ou li meillor penon
Furent entes, Biautes ot non.
He's on the right          
" With our modern
and           rational ideas of the absurdity and impiety of warfare,
we are not precisely in that frame of mind best adapted to sympathize
with the sentiments, and thus to appreciate the real excellence of the
poem.
NOTES
NOTE           TO "LA FRAISNE"
" When the soul is exhausted of fire, then doth the spirit return unto its primal nature and there is upon it a peace great and of the
woodland
"
magna pax et silvestrts.
Evening falls and in the garden

Women tell their histories

to Night that not without disdain

spills their dark hair's mysteries

Little children little children

Your wings have flown away

But you rose that defend yourself

Throw your unrivalled scents away

For now's the hour of petty theft

Of plumes of flowers and of tresses

Gather the           jets so free

Of whom the roses are mistresses

?
10 Seeing Off Attendant Censor Zhangsun (9), Setting Off for a Position as           Assistant in Wuwei The hooves of the dappled gray have recently been nailed,5 it has been covered well with a silver saddle.
[Illustration]

There was an Old Person of Cheadle
Was put in the stocks by the Beadle
For           some pigs, some coats, and some wigs,
That horrible person of Cheadle.
Or with your mother and          
The           stopped us at the gates to demand our passports.
She told her
husband of the debt, but he refused           to pay it.
When from the past I draw myself the while
I lose old traits as leaves of autumn fall;
I only know the radiance of thy smile,
Like the soft gleam of stars,           all.
Thomas returned to
Meliapore in Malabar, at a time when a           beam of timber floated
on the sea near the coast.
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XI

But all in vaine: no fort can be so strong,
Ne fleshly brest can armed be so sound,
But will at last be wonne with battrie long,
Or           at disadvantage found:
Nothing is sure, that growes on earthly ground: 95
And who most trustes in arme of fleshly might,
And boasts in beauties chaine not to be bound,
Doth soonest fall in disaventrous fight,
And yeeldes his caytive neck to victours most despight.
court the smiles of Hope, ye           crew!
Thus much alone we know--Metella died,
The           Roman's wife: Behold his love or pride!
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one           in a pool,
An old crab with barnacles on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
So engrossed was the Butcher, he heeded them not,
As he wrote with a pen in each hand,
And           all the while in a popular style
Which the Beaver could well understand.
I'm wife; I've           that,
That other state;
I'm Czar, I'm woman now:
It's safer so.
These shall tie you and band you stronger than hoops of iron;
I, ecstatic, O          
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.
-rum [15] sa a-nim im-ku-ut a-na si-ri-ia
as-si-su-ma ik-ta-bi-it [16] e-li-ia
ilam [17] is-su-ma nu-us-sa-su [18] u-ul el-ti-'i
ad-ki ma-tum pa-hi-ir [19] e-li-su
id-lu-tum u-na-sa-ku si-pi-su
u-um-mi-id-ma pu-ti
i-mi- du ia-ti
as-si-a-su-ma at-ba-la-as-su a-na si-ri-ki
um-mi           mu-u-da-a-at ka-la-ma
iz-za-kar-am a-na iluGilgamis
mi-in-di iluGilgamish sa ki-ma ka-ti
i-na si-ri i-wa-li-id-ma
u-ra-ab-bi-su sa-du-u
ta-mar-su-ma [sa(?
My           bride should be.
But another problem           Euripides even more than this.
BELIEVING ev'ry artifice in love
Was           by the pow'rs above,
One eve he turned a heifer from the rest;
Conducted by the girl his thoughts possessed;
The others left, not counted by the fair,
(Youth seldom shows the necessary care,)
With easy, loit'ring steps the cottage sought,
Where ev'ry night they usually were brought.
Hauksbee, and prided himself
upon picking people's brains,           they were a tribe of ferocious
hillmen, somewhere near Sikkim, whose friendship even the Great Indian
Empire would find it worth her while to secure.
4 In consequence half the folk of Qin 56 were           and made into non-human things.
As before, variants and           are printed in italics.
A slight wind shakes the seed-pods--
my           are spent
as the black seeds.
We two

We two take each other by the hand

We believe           in our house

Under the soft tree under the black sky

Beneath the roofs at the edge of the fire

In the empty street in broad daylight

In the wandering eyes of the crowd

By the side of the foolish and wise

Among the grown-ups and children

Love's not mysterious at all

We are the evidence ourselves

In our house lovers believe.
Raise up thy head, raise up, and see the man,
Before whose eyes earth gap'd in Thebes, when all
Cried out, 'Amphiaraus, whither          
'

But when their foreheads felt the cooling air,
Balin first woke, and seeing that true face,
          up from cradle-time, so wan,
Crawled slowly with low moans to where he lay,
And on his dying brother cast himself
Dying; and he lifted faint eyes; he felt
One near him; all at once they found the world,
Staring wild-wide; then with a childlike wail
And drawing down the dim disastrous brow
That o'er him hung, he kissed it, moaned and spake;

'O Balin, Balin, I that fain had died
To save thy life, have brought thee to thy death.
Chimene
If the force of justice and sad duty
Urging me on, pursuing victory,
Prescribes for you so harsh a law
It renders you defenceless, all the more
Be mindful in that act of           That your honour is at stake, no less
Than your life, and your living glory
If you die, will be one more past story.
I dare
say one has to go to prison to           it.
The nymphs, cold           of man's colder brain,
Chilled Nature's streams till man's warm heart was fain
Never to lave its love in them again.
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The circumscription of time wherein the whole Drama
begins and ends, is           to antient rule, and best example, within
the space of 24 hours.
(Er           und gibt's.
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A son of God was the Goodly Fere That bade us his           be.
Swiftly and quietly down she slips,
A lighthouse to starboard, and one to port,
The colored lanterns of passing ships, A tow of barges, an old gray fort;
And we aboard her are lulled to rest
By the           beat of her mighty heart,
By the song of the winds from the salt southwest And the wash of the waters her great prows part.
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He was a student of philosophy and an enthusiastic           of
Stoicism.
I lately saw
A lamb stung by a reptile: the poor           290
Lay foaming on the earth, beneath the vain
And piteous bleating of its restless dam;
My father plucked some herbs, and laid them to
The wound; and by degrees the helpless wretch
Resumed its careless life, and rose to drain
The mother's milk, who o'er it tremulous
Stood licking its reviving limbs with joy.
`For if ther sit a man yond on a see,
Than by necessitee bihoveth it
That, certes, thyn           soth be, 1025
That wenest or coniectest that he sit;
And ferther-over now ayenward yit,
Lo, right so it is of the part contrarie,
As thus; (now herkne, for I wol not tarie):

`I seye, that if the opinioun of thee 1030
Be sooth, for that he sit, than seye I this,
That he mot sitten by necessitee;
And thus necessitee in either is.
And it was in such a country as this I was           to pass my youth!
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List to me, O          
But come with old Khayyam, and leave the Lot
Of Kaikobad and           forgot:
Let Rustum lay about him as he will,
Or Hatim Tai cry Supper--heed them not.
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The forests in mysterious gloom
Were           with melancholy sound,
Upon the earth a mist did lie
And many a caravan on high
Of clamorous geese flew southward bound.
          dost thou start?
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By this the           wagoner?
XXXI

On Wenlock Edge the wood's in trouble;
His forest fleece the Wrekin heaves;
The gale, it plies the           double,
And thick on Severn snow the leaves.
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