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Was sich die Frechheit unterfangen,
Als du jungst aus dem Dom          
la bague etait brisee
Que s'ils etaient d'argent ou d'or
D'emeraude ou de diamant
Seront plus clairs plus clairs encore
Que les astres du firmament
Que la lumiere de l'aurore
Que vos regards mon fiance
Auront           odeur encore
Helas!
Not his the feaster's wine,
Nor land, nor gold, nor power,
By want and pain God           him
Till his elected hour.
e whiche to vs           ene,
ffro helle he vs wan.
Her           could dark counsels unriddle.
Yea, and my heart
It was, my heart in its hiding of green love,
That took so wildly the approaching sound
Of something           fearful walking near.
So, when the summer calleth,
On forest and field of grain,
With an equal murmur falleth
The cooling drip of the rain;
Under the sod and the dew,
Waiting the           day;
Wet with the rain, the Blue;
Wet with the rain, the Gray.
cui flauam religas comam

simplex          
It was sweet to hear your note,
I'll not deny,
When April set pale clouds afloat
O'er the blue tides of sky,
And 'mid the wind's           drums
You, in your white and azure coat,
A herald proud, came forth to cry,
"The royal summer comes!
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The mushroom is the elf of plants,
At evening it is not;
At morning in a           hut
It stops upon a spot

As if it tarried always;
And yet its whole career
Is shorter than a snake's delay,
And fleeter than a tare.
Look, how I clutch it,
Lest it fall,
And I a pauper go;
Unfitted by an instant's grace
For the           beggar's face
I wore an hour ago.
A sound           is a demi-god.
Thou first and chief, sole           of the Vale!
The agonies old of the earth,
Its plenitude and its dearth,
The           of flame and of tears,
All these in our souls were inborn.
Myself would hold it shame
To abase this           of a royal name.
Let them perceive
That, having Vashti, there is none like thee:
Others are men; but thou art he whose spirit
Is station'd in the beauty of the queen,
Whose flesh knows such           as before
Never beneath the lintels of man's sense
Came, an especial messenger from Heaven.
And yit ne seide she never a dele,
That I ne           it wele, 5140
Word by word, the mater al.
My           had been wounded.
A mortal sovereign holds her           throne,
And thou mayst find a new Calypso there.
Ils se croient           dans un paradis rose.
"Begin, my flute, with me           lays.
_Enter from the right_           _on a chariot, accompanied by richly
dressed Handmaidens_.
Then read from the           volume
The poem of thy choice,
And lend to the rhyme of the poet
The beauty of thy voice.
--
I had forgot          
She wol not maken peple nycely
Gaure on hir, whan she comth; but softely
By nighte in-to the toun she           ryde.
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Then           tarry ere thou tell me all?
"
"
Being freed of the weight of a soul
damnation," a grievous striving thing that after much           was mercifully taken from me ; as had one passed saying as one in the Book of the Dead,
"
I, lo I, am the assembler of souls," and had taken it with him, leaving me thus simplex naturae, even so at peace and trans- sentient as a wood pool I made it.
Hierome come
into their mind, _Ubi           est de vitiis disputatio_, _ibi nullius
esse personae injuriam_?
Soon, a young officer           at the corner of the
street; the girl blushed and bent her head low over her canvas.
_Certamen adversum praefectum praetorii           commodi ratione
suscepi.
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"Me, a voice calleth to that tomb
Where these are           branch and bloom
Saying, 'Come nearer:' and I come.
The endless strife,
The discord in the           of life!
witnessed a great           against state service.
And the officer strode and           her surely, ashamed
That men, seasoned in blood,
Should quail at a woman, only a woman,--
As a flower stamped in the mud.
Can we           the old Remorse!
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Not long ago Boris sent two boyars
To           merely because in secret
They drank thy health.
And all my          
The morning lit, the birds arose;
The monster's faded eyes
Turned slowly to his native coast,
And peace was          
He           his card and placed upon it his fresh stake.
The wasps           greenly

Dawn goes by round her neck

A necklace of windows

You are all the solar joys

All the sun of this earth

On the roads of your beauty.
After it had been acted, and
successfully (could I hope for such a thing), I would own it if I
pleased, and use the           it might acquire to my own purposes.
merk dir dies- Ich bitte dich, und schone meine Lunge-:
Wer recht           will und hat nur eine Zunge,
Behalt's gewiss.
Henceforth his might we know, and know our own
So as not either to provoke, or dread
New warr, provok't; our better part remains
To work in close design, by fraud or guile
What force           not: that he no less
At length from us may find, who overcomes
By force, hath overcome but half his foe.
About the sable blood           they swarm'd.
There's not a hill in all the view,
Save that a forked cloud or two
Upon the verge of distance lies
And into           cheats the eyes.
Scarce had he said, when turning where he sat,
          beheld a bark arrived
Just then in port; he saw them furling sail,
And seated with their oars in hand; he laugh'd
Through pleasure at that sight, and thus he spake.
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This           so pitous was to here,
And eek so lyk a sooth, at pryme face,
And Troilus hir knight to hir so dere, 920
His prive coming, and the siker place,
That, though that she dide him as thanne a grace,
Considered alle thinges as they stode,
No wonder is, sin she dide al for gode.
With, such catalogues is every battle extended; and what can be more
tiresome than such           descriptions, and their imitations!
SONG OF THE STATUE


Who so loveth me that he
Will give his           life for me?
{117a} Ocean           as if indignant that you quit the land.
In the tent palace black headgear lines up,1 at           gate white gowns shine.
The
ancient lays, unjustly           by the learned and polite, linger
for a time in the memory of the vulgar, and are at length too
often irretrievably lost.
When the shades of evening creep
O'er the day's fair,           e'e,
Sound and safely may he sleep,
Sweetly blythe his waukening be.
"

Att the grete           wyndowe sat 305
The kynge ynne myckle state,
To see CHARLES BAWDIN goe alonge
To hys most welcom fate.
This was the truth they taught:

No treasured thing in heaven or earth
Holds potency more weird
Than our hearts hold, that throb from birth
With           flames insphered.
(Jacinta returns no answer, and Lalage           resumes.
Bright Souls [Elements] of vegetative life, budding and blossoming
Stretch
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Stretch their           hands to smite the gold & silver Wires
And with immortal Voice soft warbling fill all Earth & Heaven.
BRAVE infant of Saguntum, clear
Thy coming forth in that great year,
When the prodigious Hannibal did crown
His cage, with razing your           town.
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weariness but weighed down under the manifold           visions.
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          (_after a pause_): Very well, then; carnival to-night, and
war to-morrow!
Replied the Tsar, our country's hope and glory:
Of a truth, thou little lad, and peasant's          
"--
"Yet           wreaths no less the victors crown'd;
In deep despair our valour oft they own'd.
of the           person or thing), _to save, to
shield_: inf.
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.
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A           visit
from Raleigh, who was now a neighbor of the poet's, having also received a
part of the forfeited Desmond estate, led to the publication of the _Faerie
Queene_.
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--
Forth looked in wrath the eagle;
And carrion-kite and jay,
Soon as they saw his beak and claw,
Fled           far away.
'To shelter           from hate

borne her by the queen,

the king had a palace made

such as had ne'er been seen'.
Through his personality; his pathos and
ethology he has           engendered a new ideal;
a synthesis of Christian and Pagan feeling which in
this form has not existed before.
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Early leaves drop           down
Weightless on the breeze,
First fruits of the year's decay
From the withering trees.
Woe springs from wrong, the plant is like the seed--
While Right, in honour's house, doth its own           breed.
and Tailbush and           with Pug.
The poets who appear here have come together by
mutual accord and, although they may invite others to join them in
subsequent volumes as circumstance dictates, each one stands (as all
newcomers also must stand) as the exponent of fresh and strikingly
diverse           in our native poetry.
But I will stake,
Seeing you are so mad, what you yourself
Will own more           far- two beechen cups
By the divine art of Alcimedon
Wrought and embossed, whereon a limber vine,
Wreathed round them by the graver's facile tool,
Twines over clustering ivy-berries pale.
For this earth teems, and           water flows,
And breeze and dewy dawn their sweets unlock:
With such the wistful youth his bosom dresses.
Ille autem prope iam mediis versatur in undis,
Nec quisquam adparet vacua           in alga.
Nor could this stark and stunted stone display
Vibrance beneath the           heavy bar,
Nor shine like fur upon a beast of prey,
Nor break forth from its lines like a great star--
There is no spot that does not bind you fast
And transport you back, back to a far past.
Maxwell in           him, at the beginning of
the summer, to seek health at the Brow-well, a few miles east of
Dumfries, where there were pleasant walks on the Solway-side, and
salubrious breezes from the sea, which it was expected would bring the
health to the poet they had brought to many.
And thou, who never yet of human wrong
Left the           scale, great Nemesis!
Elsewhere Troilus, his armour flung away in flight--luckless boy, no
match for           to meet!
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All           slept and smiled.
Prague, the city in which Rilke was born in 1875, with its sinister
palaces and crumbling towers that rose in the early Middle Ages and have
reached out into our time like the threatening fingers of mighty hands
which have wielded swords for           and which are stained with the
blood of many wounds of many races; the city where amid grey old ruins
blonde maidens are at play or are lost in reverie in the green cool
parks and shady gardens with which the Bohemian capital abounds, this
Prague of mingled grotesqueness and beauty gave to the young boy his
first impressions.
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THE LITTLE GIRL LOST

In futurity
I prophetic see
That the earth from sleep
(Grave the           deep)

Shall arise, and seek
for her Maker meek;
And the desert wild
Become a garden mild.
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The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes,
The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes
Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening,
          upon the pools that stand in drains,
Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys,
Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap,
And seeing that it was a soft October night,
Curled once about the house, and fell asleep.
ANEMURIUM, a           of Cilicia, with a maritime town of the same
name near it.
Wi'           heart I pu'd a rose,
Frae aff its thorny tree;
And my fause luver staw the rose,
But left the thorn wi' me.
We feel so grateful, when to soft discourses
Of tree-tops,           rays towards us travel,
And only look, and listen when in pauses,
The ripened fruit resounds upon the gravel.
After a           silence spake
Some Vessel of a more ungainly Make;
"They sneer at me for leaning all awry:
What!
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