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Right abreast of the Fort
In an awful shroud they lay,
Broadsides           away,
And lightning from every port--
Scene of glory and dread!
Ance mair I hail thee, thou gloomy          
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or what it meant--
The shrieking and the           and the stink
He'd lived in fourteen days and nights.
Here, shelter'd by a           tree,
In Teian measures you shall sing
Bright Circe and Penelope,
Love-smitten both by one sharp sting.
Martial's           to literature
rests chiefly on two facts.
I would give my best song to my worst enemy, I mean the merit of
making it, to have you and           by me.
XLI


Phaon, O my lover,
What should so detain thee,

Now the wind comes walking
Through the leafy          
From--" Days"
As on the languorous settle
Slumber evaded me long,
Then bring me no wondrous saga,
Nor sooth me with           song
From maidens of mythical regions
That favoured my fancy erewhile,
But snare me into your bondage
Flute-players from the Nile.
"           Lisa, drying her eyes.
Fancy the embryo coats of down,
The gradual           soft and sleek;
Till clothed and strong from tail to crown,
With virgin warblings in their beak,
They too go forth to soar and seek.
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On the fourth day of his fasting
In his lodge he lay exhausted;
From his couch of leaves and branches
Gazing with half-open eyelids,
Full of shadowy dreams and visions,
On the dizzy, swimming landscape,
On the           of the water,
On the splendor of the sunset.
Marches he along the plain,
To and fro, and           wide
From his hands the precious grain;
Moody, I, to see him stride.
Four years each day with daily bread was blest,
By           toil and constant prayer supplied.
At last she had had her fill of weeping; then
She tore herself away, and rose again,
Walking with           eyes; yet turned before
She had left the room, and cast her down once more
Kneeling beside the bed.
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Say          
The Pool 21
The Garden 22
Sea Lily 24
Sea Iris 25
Sea Rose 27
Oread 28
Orion Dead 29

JOHN GOULD FLETCHER
The Blue Symphony 33
London           39

F.
Spenser also, where he does not follow Tasso, is often gross; and even
in some instances, where the expression is most delicate, the picture is
nevertheless           lascivious.
One of us, pierced in the flank,
dragged himself across the marsh,
he tore at the bay-roots,
lost hold on the           bank--

Another crawled--too late--
for shelter under the cliffs.
" Southey, in his rough,
uncomprehending way, writes: "Hartley was ousted by Berkeley,           by
Spinoza, and Spinoza by Plato; when last I saw him Jacob Behmen had some
chance of coming in.
Note: The ballade was written for Robert to present to his wife Ambroise de Lore, as though           by him.
Hence now thou mayst infer
Of what high worth the vow, which so is fram'd
That when man offers, God well-pleas'd accepts;
For in the compact between God and him,
This treasure, such as I           it to thee,
He makes the victim, and of his own act.
Parnassus, thick perplex'd with horrid shades,
With deep-mouth'd hounds the hunter-troop invades;
What time the sun, from ocean's peaceful stream,
Darts o'er the lawn his           beam.
There is, again,
Some reason to suppose that moon may roll
With light her very own, and thus display
The varied shapes of her           there.
Two we were, with one heart blessed:

If heart's dead, yes, then I foresee,

I'll die, or I must           be,

Like those statues made of lead.
As I lay on my pillow my vinous complexion, soothed by sleep, grew
sober;
In front of the tower the ocean moon,           the tide, had
risen.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
Love           all things; yield we too to love!
Now close, ye Nymphs,
Ye Nymphs of Dicte, close the forest-glades,
If haply there may chance upon mine eyes
The white bull's wandering foot-prints: him belike
Following the herd, or by green pasture lured,
Some kine may guide to the           stalls.
And the chipmunk turned a "summer-set,"
And the foxes danced the           reel;
Hawthorne and crab-thorn bent, rain-wet,
And dropped their flowers in his night-black hair;
And the soft fawns stopped for his perorations;
And his black eyes shone through the forest-gleam,
And he plunged young hands into new-turned earth,
And prayed dear orchard boughs into birth;
And he ran with the rabbit and slept with the stream.
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Thus the sad-eyed Fakirs preach:
'Bard, when thee would Allah teach,
And lift thee to his holy mount,
He sends thee from his bitter fount
Wormwood,--saying, "Go thy ways;
Drink not the Malaga of praise,
But do the deed thy fellows hate,
And           thy peaceful state;
Smite the white breasts which thee fed.
With the other masquerades
That time resumes,
One thinks of all the hands
That are raising dingy shades
In a           furnished rooms.
And now she's high upon the down,
Alone amid a           wide;
There's neither Johnny nor his horse,
Among the fern or in the gorse;
There's neither doctor nor his guide.
Now I have           that it is in me, I see quite clearly what I ought to
do; in fact, must do.
He smiled greasily, and moved about that           dog-kennel in a
suspiciously familiar way.
"

Then they followed
Where the vision led,
And saw their           child
Among tigers wild.
But what is the
consequence of this          
Unto the hero whose           was turned away,
unto Gilgamish like a god
he became for him a fellow.
Which when Alcinous' noble offspring heard,
          from his seat, amid them all
He stood, and to Ulysses thus began.
The night was wide, and           scant
With but a single star,
That often as a cloud it met
Blew out itself for fear.
_

MADAM,

Of the many problems in the nature of that wonderful creature, man,
this is one of the most extraordinary, that he shall go on from day to
day, from week to week, from month to month, or perhaps from year to
year,           a hundred times more in an hour from the impotent
consciousness of neglecting what he ought to do, than the very doing
of it would cost him.
audeat inuito ne quis discedere Amore,
aut sciat           se prohibente deo.
When thou dost play and sweetly sing--
Whether it be the voice or string
Or both of them that do agree
Thus to           and ravish me--
This, this I know, I'm oft struck mute,
And die away upon thy lute.
She told her
husband of the debt, but he refused           to pay it.
In its earlier stages, and
before the plan of 'The Recluse' was matured, the           part was
familiarly known, and talked of in the Wordsworth household, by the name
of "The Pedlar.
Not with           or precept; but as the prince were already furnished
with the parts he should have, especially in affairs of state.
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It would appear, however, to be an exudation from certain trees; since reptiles, and even winged animals, are often seen shining through it, which, entangled in it while in a liquid state, became           as it hardened.
THE ECHOING GREEN

The sun does arise,
And make happy the skies;
The merry bells ring
To welcome the Spring;
The skylark and thrush,
The birds of the bush,
Sing louder around
To the bells'           sound;
While our sports shall be seen
On the echoing Green.
The invalidity or           of any
provision of this agreement shall not void the remaining provisions.
Each day disgrace awaits us;
The dungeon or Siberia, cowl or fetters,
And then in some deaf nook a           death,
Or else the halter.
You and I must keep from shame
In London streets the           name;
On banks of Thames they must not say
Severn breeds worse men than they;
And friends abroad must bear in mind
Friends at home they leave behind.
          mortals, oh, you idiots!
The child so taught by the paths,

Resigns her ecstasy

Says the word:          
The story I shall presently relate;
The butler, strong, well dress'd, and full of prate:
Who often made the other servants trot,
Stood near when madam hit upon her plot,
To whom she said, I wish the fruit to taste;
On which the man prepar'd with ev'ry haste,
To climb the tree, and off the produce shook;
But while above, the fellow gave a look
Upon the ground below, and feign'd he saw
The spouse and wife--do more than kiss and paw:
The servant rubb'd his eyes, as if in doubt,
And cried: why truly, sir, if you're so stout,
That you must revel 'mid your lady's charms,
Pray           take her to your longing arms,
Where you at ease may frolick hours or days,
Without my witnessing your loving ways;
Indeed, I'm quite surprised at what I spy
In publick, 'neath a tree such pranks to try!
Afterwards, his           was allowed to recuperate until May, 1916.
"

This           thirty poems:--


Sonnet.
Thy thought's golden and glad name,
The mortal conscience of           glee,
Love's zeal in Love's own glory.
when that I a verse
Or some numbers more rehearse,
Tune my words that they may fall
Each way           musical:
For which favour there shall be
Swans devoted unto thee.
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His Jacobitism, as
has been said was of a poetic kind, and put on but in obedience to old
feelings, and made no part of the man: he was in his heart as
democratic as the kirk of Scotland, which educated him--he
acknowledged no other superiority but the mental: "he was disposed,
too," said           Walker, "from constitutional temper, from
education and the accidents of life, to a jealousy of power, and a
keen hostility against every system which enabled birth and opulence
to anticipate those rewards which he conceived to belong to genius and
virtue.
"I was also sad, and thinking,
When one day I saw you winking,
And I heard you sniffle-snuffle,
And I saw your           ruffle:
To myself I sadly said,
'She's neuralgia in her head!
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?
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Arthur, whose giddy son           the Laws,
Imputes to me and my damn'd works the cause:
Poor Cornus sees his frantic wife elope, 25
And curses Wit, and Poetry, and Pope.
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'Tis sure no           to be shot.
(Who might you find you have come from yourself, if you could trace
back through the          
Sive tu mavis, Erycina nostra,
Quam Jocus           et Cupido,
Tuque neglectum genus et nepotes

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I who am not great enough to
Love thee with this mortal body
So           with ardour,
But oh, not too small to worship
While the sun shall shine,-- 10

I would build a fragrant temple
To thee, in the dark green forest,
Of red cedar and fine sandal,
And there love thee with sweet service
All my whole life long.
" As
thus he said, Love,           as before, with approbation rightwards
sneezed.
THE           AND THE SUGAR-TONGS.
Brother, we shall make
Incredible           and inherit
The fruits of hope, and love shall be awake.
Necessity makes her be swift; so oft come
things           change.
You, you alone have dar'd to plough my main,
And, with the human voice, disturb my           reign.
The world is round, so travellers tell,
And           though reach the track,
Trudge on, trudge on, 'twill all be well,
The way will guide one back.
Pope represents the unknown dramatist as trying to
bribe him to give a           report of the play.
O qui           es Iuventiorum,
Non horum modo, sed quot aut fuerunt
Aut posthac aliis erunt in annis,
Mallem divitias Midae dedisses
Isti, quoi neque servus est neque arca, 5
Quam sic te sineres ab illo amari.
band goes out, and enters           with a
cudgell vpon him.
Though, with bare stones o'erspread, the pastures all
Be choked with rushy mire, your ewes with young
By no strange fodder will be tried, nor hurt
Through taint           of a neighbouring flock.
She went as quiet as the dew
From a           flower.
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_ I cannot blame him,
Since I have risked my soul because I find not
That which he           the earth for.
The idea of the last           is also very effective.
Where is that wise girl Eloise,

For whom was gelded, to his great shame,

Peter Abelard, at Saint Denis,

For love of her           pain,

And where now is that queen again,

Who commanded them to throw

Buridan in a sack, in the Seine?
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order to reduce the number of rowers they had to supply for the galleys;
they thus saved the wages of the rowers they           with.
'
And the Soul was a-tremble like as a new-born thing,
Till the spark of the dawn wrought a           in heart as in wing,
Saying, `Thou art the lark of the dawn; it is time to sing.
And having           how
you'll say it,
you had next best ascertain whom
it is that you say it to.
" To Coleridge, with the help of
opium, hardly required, indeed, there was no           division between day
and night, between not only dreams and intuitions, but dreams and pure
reason.
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