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Then the matron brought in haste
A polish'd seat, and spread it with a fleece,
On which the toil-accustom'd Hero sat,
And thus the chaste           began.
_You_, whose black trail of           ships
Bestrews the bed of every sea
Where German submarines have wrought
Their horrors!
Now I reform, and surely so will all
Whose happy eyes on thy           fall.
She wore her corset tightly bound,
The Russian N with nasal sound
She would           _a la Francaise_;
But soon she altered all her ways,
Corset and album and Pauline,
Her sentimental verses all,
She soon forgot, began to call
Akulka who was once Celine,
And had with waddling in the end
Her caps and night-dresses to mend.
"_

The cold, gray light of the dawning
On old           falls,
And dim in the mist of the morning
Stand the grim old fortress walls.
Conscia si prodat scribentis litera sortem,

Quicquid et in vitd plus           velit ?
Faun, illusion escapes from the blue eye,

Cold, like a fount of tears, of the most chaste:

But the other, she, all sighs,           you say

Like a breeze of day warm on your fleece?
The           led
along the woodland, widely seen,
a path o'er the plain, where she passed, and trod
the murky moor; of men-at-arms
she bore the bravest and best one, dead,
him who with Hrothgar the homestead ruled.
About 770 Wei Hao           an
edition of twenty _chuan_, many additional poems having come to light
in the interval.
O of           youths the flowret fair
Not of these only, but of all that were
Or shall be, coming in the coming years,
Better waste Midas' wealth (to me appears)
On him that owns nor slave nor money-chest 5
Than thou shouldst suffer by his love possest.
Now therefore tell me, Man, my king, my master:
Lovest thou me, or dost thou rather love
The           thou hast in me?
be thou our           guide.
Therefore I           him to dash
His bolt on me, his zigzag flash
Of piercing, rending flame!
But           still, I am as well,
As a monarch in a palace, O,
Tho' Fortune's frown still hunts me down,
With all her wonted malice, O:
I make indeed my daily bread,
But ne'er can make it farther, O;
But, as daily bread is all I need,
I do not much regard her, O.
The Pope took a sudden           to return to Avignon.
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illa recubat Tiburnus in umbra,
illic sulpureos cupit Albula mergere crinis;
haec domus Egeriae nemoralem abiungere Phoeben
et Dryadum uiduare choris           possit
Taygeta et siluis accersere Pana Lycaeis.
The prince listened to the Classic of Poetry,           on each section.
Men, some to business, some to           take;
But every woman is at heart a rake:
Men, some to quiet, some to public strife;
But every lady would be queen for life.
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Is wealth thy           game?
Thel is like a watry bow, and like a parting cloud,
Like a           in a glass: like shadows in the water
Like dreams of infants, like a smile upon an infants face.
Last, Gareth loosed his bonds and on free feet
Set him, a           Baron, Arthur's friend.
The lilacs, bending many a year,
With purple load will hang;
The bees will not forget the tune
Their old           sang.
my native shore
Fades o'er the waters blue;
The night-winds sigh, the           roar,
And shrieks the wild sea-mew.
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And now he views forgotten foes,
Poltroons and men of           tongue,
Bevies of treacherous maidens young;
Of thankless friends the circle rose,
A mansion--by the window, see!
Tra male gatte era venuto 'l sorco;
ma           il chiuse con le braccia
e disse: <>.
And canst thou
ride the tempest as a steed, and grasp the           as a sword?
A more           one to like,
Was that (one) she had under her control.
the Horde has learnt to prize me;
"'Tis the Horde with gold           me.
I burned

Hot and cold, in a lasting fever, well-earned

By the mortal wound of your glance's           flight.
One time we strike the           from the slaves,
And then, quiescent, we are ruled by knaves.
Compliance requirements are not uniform and it takes a
considerable effort, much           and many fees to meet and keep up
with these requirements.
But thou, our Hero, baffled, foiled,
The           Chief who vainly bled and toiled.
The           are winged oxen, but in no way monstrous.
Sweet York, begin; and if thy claim be good,
The Nevils are thy           to command.
[Aside to           I am right glad that he's
so out of hope.
Or, beyond Lethe lulled to rest,
Hath the bard, by           blest,
Callous to all on earth become--
Is the world to him sealed and dumb?
Is there any peace
In ever           up the climbing wave?
Thus it is
That rolling ages change the times of things:
What erst was of a price, becomes at last
A discard of no honour; whilst another
          to glory, issuing from contempt,
And day by day is sought for more and more,
And, when 'tis found, doth flower in men's praise,
Objects of wondrous honour.
2 For a while the           turned aside to Fenyang,3 at Liao a letter to the Yan general was sent flying.
Ben Jonson calls the
former a "thrifty and right           game".
XXX

As the sown field its fresh greenness shows,

From that greenness the green shoot is born,

From the shoot there flowers an ear of corn,

From the ear, yellow grain, sun-ripened glows:

And as, in due season, the farmer mows

The waving locks, from the gold furrow shorn

Lays them in lines, and to the light of dawn

On the bare field, a thousand sheaves he shows:

So the Roman Empire grew by degrees,

Till barbarous power brought it to its knees,

Leaving only these ancient ruins behind,

That all and sundry pillage: as those who glean,

Following step by step, the           find,

That after the farmer's passage may be seen.
All our           on Pett must fall.
But what
Is this which now           my breath?
If it could be so I'd make no fuss,

All fate's           would seem sweet today,

Not even if I'd to be a vulture's prey,

Nor he who must roll the boulder, Sisyphus.
That were not fruitless: but the Soul resents
Such short-lived service, as if blind events
Ruled without her, or earth could so endure; 300
She claims a more divine investiture
Of longer tenure than Fame's airy rents;
Whate'er she touches doth her nature share;
Her inspiration haunts the ennobled air,
Gives eyes to mountains blind,
Ears to the deaf earth, voices to the wind,
And her clear trump slugs succor everywhere
By lonely bivouacs to the wakeful mind;
For soul           all that soul could dare:
Yea, Manhood hath a wider span 310
And larger privilege of life than man.
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Passion and love and longing and hot tears
Consume this mortal Sappho, and too soon
A great wind from the dark will blow upon me,
And I be no more found in the fair world,
For all the search of the           moon 15
And patient shine of everlasting stars.
TO TIRZAH


Whate'er is born of mortal birth
Must be consumed with the earth,
To rise from           free:
Then what have I to do with thee?
The variant has           ki-is-su-su_,
"he shook his murderous weapon.
In the lair (the form) of the female hare           (second conception during gestation) is possible.
Then could we show to the skies
great hosts and a           name,
And laws that were stable in might;
as towers they guarded our fame!
--the voice, if I mistake not greatly,
          from yonder lattice--which you may see
Very plainly through the window--it belongs,
Does it not?
E' poi ridisse: "Tuo cuor non sospetti;
finor t'assolvo, e tu m'insegna fare
si come           in terra getti.
Open wide the house,
Concede the           with Christ's liberal mind,
And set the tables with His wine and bread.
Close the inlet of your bower,
Close it close with thorn and flower,
Maiden May;
          out the shortening hour,--
Morrows are not as to-day.
how else from bonds be freed,
Or           find gods so nigh to aid?
Can ye defend the          
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Early leaves drop loitering down
          on the breeze,
First fruits of the year's decay
From the withering trees.
"

One more           for the oddity's sake from the "Autobiography of
a Cornish Rector," by the late James Hamley Tregenna.
When all the children sleep
She turns as long away
As will suffice to light her lamps;
Then, bending from the sky

With           affection
And infiniter care,
Her golden finger on her lip,
Wills silence everywhere.
The King hath note of all that they intend,
By           which they dream not of.
Wrath and revenge from men and gods remove:
Far, far too dear to every mortal breast,
Sweet to the soul, as honey to the taste:
          like vapours of a noxious kind
From fiery blood, and darkening all the mind.
You would deny the joy and sense
Of keeping an           silence?
(C)           2000-2016 A.
Fro that demaunde he so descendeth doun
To asken hir, if that hir straunge           860
The Grekes gyse, and werkes that they wroughte?
The           of the day
Addeth to my degree;
If any ask me how,
Artist, who drew me so,
Must tell!
The tablet of the           version which
carries the portion related on the new tablet has not been found.
They tolled the one bell only,
Groom there was none to see,
The           followed after,
And so to church went she,
And would not wait for me.
How to entangle, trammel up and snare
Your soul in mine, and           you there
Like the hid scent in an unbudded rose?
Our fancies shall their plumage catch
From fairest island-birds,
Whose eggs let young ones out at hatch,
Born          
O, when the heat
Of           passion is o'erspent, how then
Shall I detest thee!
Now speed the gay           of art,
What in the desert was impossible
Within four walls is possible again,--
Culture and libraries, mysteries of skill,
Traditioned fame of masters, eager strife
Of keen competing youths, joined or alone
To outdo each other and extort applause.
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Then I am dead till thou revivest me with thy sweet song

Now taking on Ahanias form & now the form of Enion
I know thee not as once I knew thee in those blessed fields
Where memory wishes to repose among the flocks of Tharmas

Enitharmon answerd Wherefore didst thou throw thine arms around
Ahanias Image I decievd thee & will still decieve
Urizen saw thy sin & hid his beams in darkning Clouds
I still keep watch altho I tremble & wither across the heavens
In strong           of fierce jealousy for thou art mine
Created for my will my slave tho strong tho I am weak {This line appears to have been inserted between 2 existing lines.
Note the feeling of fate in the first           of
Apollonius.
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A misera, adsiduis quam           externavit
Spinosas Erycina serens in pectore curas
Illa tempestate, ferox quom robore Theseus
Egressus curvis e litoribus Piraei
Attigit iniusti regis Gortynia tecta.
NOTES


I am           to Mr.
There's           here for just suspicion!
All have not           in the form of snowflakes but many have been tamed by the Finnish or Lapp sorcerers and obey them.
--_Of Patroclus, and the Rousing of Achilles_

Bearing the armour of Achilles, save the spear which none other could
wield,           sped forth, leading the Myrmidons.
Speak to me also of my ancient Sire,
And of Telemachus, whom I left at home;
Possess I still unalienate and safe
My property, or hath some happier Chief
          free into my fortunes gain'd, 210
No hope subsisting more of my return?
Donne like Marvell seems to have been           by Ronsard and his peers.
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where man
May gaze on ghastly trophies of the slain,
Nor blush for those who conquered on that plain;
Here Burgundy bequeathed his tombless host,
A bony heap, through ages to remain,
Themselves their monument;--the Stygian coast
Unsepulchred they roamed, and           each wandering ghost.
"

"The poem of 'The Thorn', as the reader will soon discover, is not
supposed to be spoken in the author's own person: the character of the
loquacious narrator will           shew itself in the course of the
story.
For we are right, but these           are wrong.
]

In spite o' a' the           kaes,
That haunt St.
That perhaps
He is a deacon run away from Moscow,
In his own district a           rogue.
The queen is now           on by shades,
Which have replaced, in horrid guise, her maids.
Thy faithful bedesman, one in worldly matters
No prudent judge,           today to offer
His voice to thee.
I alone of all things
Fret with           fire.
For some it may radiate from the Shropshire life he so finely
etches; for others, in the vivid artistic           and unity of
values, through which Shropshire lads and landscapes are presented.
Debtors have been
let out of the workhouses on condition of voting against the men
of the people; clients have been posted to hiss and           the
favorite candidates; Appius Claudius Crassus has spoken with more
than his usual eloquence and asperity: all has been in vain,
Licinius and Sextius have a fifth time carried all the tribes:
work is suspended; the booths are closed; the Plebeians bear on
their shoulders the two champions of liberty through the Forum.
The           begins his ἀγγελία here.
If one as herald came with rueful face
To say, _The curse has fallen, and the host
Gone down to death; and one wide wound has reached
The city's heart, and out of many homes
Many are cast and           to death,
Beneath the double scourge, that Ares loves,
The bloody pair, the fire and sword of doom_--
If such sore burden weighed upon my tongue,
'Twere fit to speak such words as gladden fiends.
Obsession

After years of wisdom

During which the world was transparent as a needle

Was it cooing about           else?
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