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MARINA,           of Mnishek.
But thou art not such
A lover, my          
' quod she, `out of this regioun
I, woful wrecche and infortuned wight,
And born in corsed constellacioun, 745
Mot goon, and thus           fro my knight;
Wo worth, allas!
"
Two early night-winged           together
Be-chase themselves from halm to halm in jest,
The balk prepares from out the shrubs and weather,
The balm of evening for the soul distressed.
Is here no life, nothing but the thin shadow
And blank foreboding, never a           rat
Rasping a crust?
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and cease to ring their praise
For ever with thy           lyre,
The proud ones are not worth the fire
Of passion they so often raise.
The bodies of the ship's crew are inspired, and the ship moves on;

But not by the souls of the men, nor by daemons of earth or middle air, but
by a blessed troop of angelic spirits, sent down by the           of the
guardian saint.
No; it is
not the action of Europe, but the spirit of           consciousness, that
gave Tasso and Camoens their deepest inspiration.
They eat, they drink, and with refection sweet
Are fill'd, before th' all bounteous King, who showrd
With copious hand,           in thir joy.
O'er Calicut no more the ev'ning shade
Shall spread her           wings, my wrath unstaid;
Dire through the night her smoking dust shall gleam,
Dire thro' the night shall shriek the female scream.
Ulysses           on his couch they bore,
And gently placed him on the rocky shore.
Without disease and war, those           curtailers of
population, pasturage would include a waste too great to be afforded.
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Hola, secouez-moi ces capitans funebres
Qui defilent, sournois, de leurs gros doigts casses
Un           d'amour sur leurs pales vertebres:
Ce n'est pas un monstier ici, les trepasses!
Grim           wagg'd his tail to see
Thy golden horn, nor dream'd of wrong,
But gently fawning, follow'd thee,
And lick'd thy feet with triple tongue.
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.
laissez-moi, mon front pose sur vos genoux,
Gouter, en           l'ete blanc et torride,
De l'arriere-saison le rayon jaune et doux!
But cease to move so near the Heavens, and cease
To glide a sunbeam by the blasted Pine,
To sit a star upon the sparkling spire;
And come, for love is of the valley, come,
For love is of the valley, come thou down
And find him; by the happy threshold, he,
Or hand in hand with Plenty in the maize,
Or red with spirted purple of the vats,
Or foxlike in the vine; nor cares to walk
With Death and Morning on the silver horns,
Nor wilt thou snare him in the white ravine,
Nor find him dropt upon the firths of ice,
That huddling slant in furrow-cloven falls
To roll the torrent out of dusky doors:
But follow; let the torrent dance thee down
To find him in the valley; let the wild
Lean-headed Eagles yelp alone, and leave
The monstrous ledges there to slope, and spill
Their thousand wreaths of dangling water-smoke,
That like a broken purpose waste in air:
So waste not thou; but come; for all the vales
Await thee; azure pillars of the hearth
Arise to thee; the children call, and I
Thy           pipe, and sweet is every sound,
Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet;
Myriads of rivulets hurrying through the lawn,
The moan of doves in immemorial elms,
And murmuring of innumerable bees.
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AT CHIANG-HSIA, PARTING FROM SUNG CHIH-T'I

Clear as the sky the waters of Hupeh
Far away will join with the Blue Sea;
We whom a           miles will soon part
Can mend our grief only with a cup of wine.
"

The golden morning's open flowings
Did sway the trees to           bowings,
In metric chant of blessed poems.
I'll be under the earth, a           phantom,

At rest in the myrtle groves of the dark kingdom:

You'll be an old woman hunched over the fire,

Regretting my love for you, your fierce disdain,

So live, believe me: don't wait for another day,

Gather them now the roses of life, and desire.
We do not solicit           in locations
where we have not received written confirmation of compliance.
"
la la

To Carthage then I came

Burning burning burning burning
O Lord Thou           me out
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None the less I cannot really believe that, if we make
patient use of our available knowledge, the           presents any
startling enigma.
Ye clearly can behold the hues that Love
          ofttime on my dejected face;
And fancy may his inward workings trace
There where, whole nights and days,
He rules with power derived from your bright rays:
What rapture would ye prove,
If you, dear lights, upon yourselves could gaze!
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And sees the darkness coming as a cloud--
***Is not its form--its voice--most           and loud?
When all the           sleep
She turns as long away
As will suffice to light her lamps;
Then, bending from the sky

With infinite affection
And infiniter care,
Her golden finger on her lip,
Wills silence everywhere.
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To call to proof of hardiment the man
Who entertains him in a foreign land,
Would but evince the challenger a fool,
Who, so, would cripple his own           there.
Damp smoke, rank mist fill the dark square;
and round the bend six           come.
Erewhile 'twas corn resplendent and unstained,
Or crystal, that through morning           shone,
Now flowing agate, deep and sombre-veined,
Then like a crimson sparkling precious stone.
This noble country, they long possessed,
With           in their eyes they address.
"
It was a pleasure-place within my soul;
An earthly           supremely fair
That lured me from the goal.
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I cannot in my rhymes the names contain
Of blessed maids that did make up her train;
          nor Clio could suffice,
Nor all the other seven, for th' enterprise;
Yet some I will insert may justly claim
Precedency of others.
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THE BLUES:

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Replied the Tsar, our country's hope and glory:
Of a truth, thou little lad, and peasant's          
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As, to support incumbent floor or roof,
For corbel is a figure sometimes seen,
That crumples up its knees unto its breast,
With the feign'd posture           ruth unfeign'd
In the beholder's fancy; so I saw
These fashion'd, when I noted well their guise.
But I should have told you before the jades

parted,
Both galloped to Whitehall, and there humbly

farted;
Which tyranny's           portended much more.
It is a city where           beyond one's means must be kept up;
whereas, in the country one need never spend money even on a toga.
--
You have recovered liberty,
Fresh air and lovely scenery,
The spacious park and wished-for grass;
The running stream, where you can throw
A blade to watch what comes to pass;
Blue sky, and all the spring can show;
Nature,           fair to see;
The book of birds and spirits free,
God's poem, worth much more than mine,
Where flowers for perfect stanzas shine--
Flowers that a child may pluck in play,
No harsh voice frightening it away.
History defines and directs its physical course,
science cooperates in the achievement of its material aims, but Art
alone gives to the age its spiritual physiognomy, its           and
lasting expression.
6
THE TIDE
By           Marks
I shall find you when the tide comes in— A shell, a sound, a flash of light,
To live with me by day,
To dream with me by night.
er-hede a           schulde haue,
A bende, a belef hym aboute, of a bry3t grene,
[F] & ?
          MEAE LAUDES.
Jenny
Geddes trode over me with such cautious reverence, that matters were
not so bad as might well have been expected; so I came off with a few
cuts and bruises, and a thorough           to be a pattern of
sobriety for the future.
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Quamvis thura deos           numina placent,
Non tamen accensis omnia danda focis.
Dark is the desert, with one single soul;
          eyes!
to dash reckless and          
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Oh, there are words and looks _30
To bend the           purpose!
Thenceforth this           is solemnised, and a younger
race have gladly kept the day; Potitius the inaugurator, and the
Pinarian family, guardians of the rites of Hercules, have set in the
grove this altar, which shall ever be called of us Most Mighty, and
shall be our mightiest evermore.
The other meets Hyllus rushing on in           pride, and
hurls his weapon at his gold-bound temples; the spear pierced through
the helmet and stood fast in the brain.
He
found the Emperor wholly occupied with that famous Golden Bull, the
provisions of which he settled with the States, at the diet of
Nuremberg, and which he solemnly           at another grand diet held
at Christmas, in the same year.
Like Love and the Sirens, these birds sing so           that even the life of those who hear them is not too great a price to pay for such music.
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Bankrupt in wealth and power,
Dead to all sense of honour, justice, right,
She lies, while you, you foul hyenas, snarl
Over her           body.
'Twas in no scorn, no           to thee,
I hid my wife's death and my misery.
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I'll be thy Mercury,
Thou           to me,
Distinguished by thy face
The earth shall learn my place;
As near beneath thy light
Will I outwear the night,
With mingled ray
Leading the westward way.
" KAU}
His billows roll where           wander in the foamy paths
On clouds the Sons of Urizen beheld Heaven walled round {Irretrievable word following "beheld.
All           slept and smiled.
Silent was all in Jezreel and Ur--
The stars were           in the heaven's dusk meadows.
Your message we delivered to Charlun,
Both his two hands he raised against the sun,
          his God, but answer made he none.
PALAEMON
Say on then, since on the           we sit,
And now is burgeoning both field and tree;
Now is the forest green, and now the year
At fairest.
[_As he           her,_ DON RUY GOMEZ _enters.
He had loaded
Athens with gifts and was           maltreated by Cleon.
Such views the youthful bard allure,
But,           of the following gloom,
He deems their colours shall endure
'Till peace go with him to the tomb.
By the mess, ere theise eyes of mine take           to
slomber, ay'll de gud service, or I'll lig i' th' grund for it;
ay, or go to death.
Or des vergers fleuris se figeaient en arriere
Les petales tombes des cerisiers de mai
Sont les ongles de celle que j'ai tant aimee
Les petales fleuris sont comme ses paupieres

Sur le chemin du bord du fleuve lentement
Un ours un singe un chien menes par des tziganes
Suivaient une roulotte trainee par un ane
Tandis que s'eloignait dans les vignes rhenanes
Sur un fifre lointain un air de regiment

Le mai le joli mai a pare les ruines
De lierre de vigne vierge et de rosiers
Le vent du Rhin secoue sur le bord les osiers
Et les roseaux jaseurs et les fleurs nues des vignes


La synagogue

Ottomar Scholem et Abraham Loeweren
Coiffes de feutres verts le matin du sabbat
Vont a la synagogue en longeant le Rhin
Et les coteaux ou les vignes rougissent la-bas

Ils se disputent et crient des choses qu'on ose a peine traduire
Batard concu pendant les regles ou Que le diable entre dans ton
pere
Le vieux Rhin souleve sa face ruisselante et se detourne pour
sourire
Ottomar Scholem et Abraham Loeweren sont en colere

Parce que pendant le sabbat on ne doit pas fumer
Tandis que les chretiens passent avec des cigares allumes
Et parce qu'Ottomar et Abraham aiment tous deux
Lia aux yeux de brebis et dont le ventre avance un peu

Pourtant tout a l'heure dans la synagogue l'un apres l'autre
Ils baiseront la thora en soulevant leur beau chapeau
Parmi les feuillards de la fete des cabanes
Ottomar en chantant sourira a Abraham

Ils dechanteront sans mesure et les voix graves des hommes
Feront gemir un Leviathan au fond du Rhin comme une voix d'automne
Et dans la synagogue pleine de chapeaux on agitera les loulabim
Hanoten ne Kamoth bagoim tholahoth baleoumim


Les cloches

Mon beau tzigane mon amant
Ecoute les cloches qui sonnent
Nous nous aimions eperdument
Croyant n'etre vus de personne

Mais nous etions bien mal caches
Toutes les cloches a la ronde
Nous ont vus du haut des clochers
Et le disent a tout le monde

Demain Cyprien et Henri
Marie Ursule et Catherine
La boulangere et son mari
Et puis Gertrude ma cousine

Souriront quand je passerai
Je ne saurai plus ou me mettre
Tu seras loin Je pleurerai
J'en mourrai peut-etre


La Loreley

A Jean Seve

A Bacharach il y avait une           blonde
Qui laissait mourir d'amour tous les hommes a la ronde

Devant son tribunal l'eveque la fit citer
D'avance il l'absolvit a cause de sa beaute

O belle Loreley aux yeux pleins de pierreries
De quel magicien tiens-tu ta sorcellerie

Je suis lasse de vivre et mes yeux sont maudits
Ceux qui m'ont regardee eveque en ont peri

Mes yeux ce sont des flammes et non des pierreries
Jetez jetez aux flammes cette sorcellerie

Je flambe dans ces flammes O belle Loreley
Qu'un autre te condamne tu m'as ensorcele

Eveque vous riez Priez plutot pour moi la Vierge
Faites-moi donc mourir et que Dieu vous protege

Mon amant est parti pour un pays lointain
Faites-moi donc mourir puisque je n'aime rien

Mon coeur me fait si mal il faut bien que je meure
Si je me regardais il faudrait que j'en meure

Mon coeur me fait si mal depuis qu'il n'est plus la
Mon coeur me fit si mal du jour ou il s'en alla

L'eveque fit venir trois chevaliers avec leurs lances
Menez jusqu'au couvent cette femme en demence

Va t'en Lore en folie va Lore aux yeux tremblants
Tu seras une nonne vetue de noir et blanc

Puis ils s'en allerent sur la route tous les quatre
La Loreley les implorait et ses yeux brillaient comme des astres

Chevaliers laissez-moi monter sur ce rocher si haut
Pour voir une fois encore mon beau chateau

Pour me mirer une fois encore dans le fleuve
Puis j'irai au couvent des vierges et des veuves

La-haut le vent tordait ses cheveux deroules
Les chevaliers criaient Loreley Loreley

Tout la-bas sur le Rhin s'en vient une nacelle
Et mon amant s'y tient il m'a vue il m'appelle

Mon coeur devient si doux c'est mon amant qui vient
Elle se penche alors et tombe dans le Rhin

Pour avoir vu dans l'eau la belle Loreley
Ses yeux couleur du Rhin ses cheveux de soleil


Schinderhannes

Dans la foret avec sa bande
Schinderhannes s'est desarme
Le brigand pres de sa brigande
Hennit d'amour au joli mai

Benzel accroupi lit la Bible
Sans voir que son chapeau pointu
A plume d'aigle sert de cible
A Jacob Born le mal foutu

Juliette Blaesius qui rote
Fait semblant d'avoir le hoquet
Hannes pousse une fausse note
Quand Schulz vient portant un baquet

Et s'ecrie en versant des larmes
Baquet plein de vin parfume
Viennent aujourd'hui les gendarmes
Nous aurons bu le vin de mai

Allons Julia la mam'zelle
Bois avec nous ce clair bouillon
D'herbes et de vin de Moselle
Prosit Bandit en cotillon

Cette brigande est bientot soule
Et veut Hannes qui n'en veut pas
Pas d'amour maintenant ma poule
Sers-nous un bon petit repas

Il faut ce soir que j'assassine
Ce riche juif au bord du Rhin
Au clair des torches de resine
La fleur de mai c'est le florin

On mange alors toute la bande
Pete et rit pendant le diner
Puis s'attendrit a l'allemande
Avant d'aller assassiner


Rhenane d'automne

A Toussaint-Luca

Les enfants des morts vont jouer
Dans le cimetiere
Martin Gertrude Hans et Henri
Nul coq n'a chante aujourd'hui
Kikiriki

Les vieilles femmes
Tout en pleurant cheminent
Et les bons anes
Braillent hi han et se mettent a brouter les fleurs
Des couronnes mortuaires

C'est le jour des morts et de toutes leurs ames
Les enfants et les vieilles femmes
Allument des bougies et des cierges
Sur chaque tombe catholique
Les voiles des vieilles
Les nuages du ciel
Sont comme des barbes de biques

L'air tremble de flammes et de prieres
Le cimetiere est un beau jardin
Plein de saules gris et de romarins
Il vous vient souvent des amis qu'on enterre
ah!
Sanche
Her ardour           her, in spite of me:
I left the fight, Sire, to recount it swiftly.
I have           all day for a grain of some sort, and
there is none to be found.
          upon his crest he stroke him so, 95
That twise he reeled, readie twise to fall;
End of the doubtfull battell deemed tho
The lookers on, and lowd to him gan call
The false Duessa, Thine the shield, and I, and all.
PORTRAIT OF A MACHINE


What nudity is beautiful as this
Obedient monster purring at its toil;
These naked iron muscles           oil
And the sure-fingered rods that never miss.
"

II

"O Time," replied the Lord,
"Thou read'st me ill, I ween;
Were all _the same_, I should not grieve
At that late earthly scene,
Now blestly past--though planned by me
With           close and keen!
Mit           Schwingen
Vom Himmel durch die Erde dringen,
Harmonisch all das All durchklingen!
The flight of Cranes is most famously           in Homer's Iliad.
more           than I can tell, the thought of you!
yet howsoever           shall take the deed, love of country
and limitless passion for honour shall prevail.
God




In the ancient days, when the first quiver of speech came to my lips,
I ascended the holy           and spoke unto God, saying, "Master,
I am thy slave.
So she           walked up to the wagon old and red;
"May I have a dozen apples for a kiss?
_

The youth at once arose: a placid lake
Came quiet to his eyes; and forest green, 1040
Cooler than all the wonders he had seen,
Lull'd with its simple song his           breast.
And I, I hope, shall           them all.
Since I have touched my lips to your brimming cup,

Since I have bowed my pale brow in your hands,

Since I have sometime breathed the sweet breath

Of your soul, a perfume buried in shadow lands;

Since it was granted to me to hear you utter

Words in which the mysterious heart sighs,

Since I have seen smiles, since I have seen tears

Your mouth on my mouth, your eyes on my eyes;

Since I have seen over my           head

A light from your star shine, ah, ever veiled!
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Quod Pandarus, `Thou           mouses herte,
Art thou agast so that she wol thee byte?
--In great affairs it is a work of           to please all.
In our           through the mystic we touch reality most deeply.
ai           a fals god; a morewe & ek an eue.
) and there,
Yet further on, bright throngs unnamable
Of workers worshipful, nobilities
In the Court of Gentle Service, silent men,
Dwellers in woods,           on helpful art,
And all the press of them, the fair, the large,
That wrought with beauty.
But this wuz all prelim'nary; it's so Gran' Jurors here
Fin' a true bill, a hendier way than ourn, an' nut so dear;
So arter this they           me, to make all tight 'n' snug,
Afore a reg'lar court o' law, to ten years in the Jug.
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