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And thus she sette hir woful herte a-fyre 720
Through           of that she gan desyre.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
Our Life

We'll not reach the goal one by one but in pairs

We know in pairs we will know all about us

We'll love everything our children will smile

At the dark history or mourn alone

Uninterrupted Poetry

From the sea to the source

From mountain to plain

Runs the phantom of life

The foul shadow of death

But between us

A dawn of ardent flesh is born

And exact good

that sets the earth in order

We advance with calm step

And nature salutes us

The day embodies our colours

Fire our eyes the sea our union

And all living resemble us

All the living we love

Imaginary the others

Wrong and defined by their birth

But we must struggle against them

They live by dagger blows

They speak like a broken chair

Their lips tremble with joy

At the echo of leaden bells

At the muteness of dark gold

A lone heart not a heart

A lone heart all the hearts

And the bodies every star

In a sky filled with stars

In a career in movement

Of light and of glances

Our weight shines on the earth

Glaze of desire

To sing of human shores

For you the living I love

And for all those that we love

That have no desire but to love

I'll end truly by barring the road

Afloat with enforced dreams

I'll end truly by finding myself

We'll take           of earth

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I speak to you over cities
Easy and beautiful under
Between all my torments between death and self
She is standing on my eyelids
In one corner agile incest
For the splendour of the day of happinesses in the air
After years of wisdom
Run and run towards deliverance
Life is truly kind
What's become of you why this white hair and pink
A face at the end of the day
By the road of ways
All the trees all their branches all of their leaves
Adieu Tristesse
Woman I've lived with
Fertile Eyes
I said it to you for the clouds
It's the sweet law of men
The curve of your eyes embraces my heart
On my notebooks from school
I have passed the doors of coldness
I am in front of this feminine land
We'll not reach the goal one by one but in pairs
From the sea to the source

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Your Orange Hair in the Void of the World
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Thus, Woman, Principle of Life, Speaker of the Ideal
'You Rise the Water Unfolds'
I Only Wish to Love You
The World is Blue As an Orange
We Have Created the Night
Even When We Sleep
To Marc Chagall
Air Vif
Certitude
We two
'At Dawn I Love You'
'She Looks Into Me.
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And thus to Betty's question, he
Made answer, like a           bold,
(His very words I give to you,)
"The cocks did crow to-whoo, to-whoo,
"And the sun did shine so cold.
In spite of           the Train Bands proved a source of strength
during the Civil War (see Clarendon, _Hist.
THE CELESTIAL LOVE

But God said,
'I will have a purer gift;
There is smoke in the flame;
New           bring, new prayers uplift,
And love without a name.
          rites
I then had shared, and praise from ev'ry Greek,
Whom now the most inglorious death awaits.
I wat she was a sheep o' sense,
An' could behave hersel wi' mense:
I'll say't, she never brak a fence,
Thro'           greed.
With sable hats whose shade
Falls from the cord of gold
On every time-worn face;
With           flags, in black enrolled,
Beneath whose folds they warred of old;
Forward, firmly arrayed,
With a sombre, martial grace;
So the Grand Army moves
Commanded by the dead,
Following him whose name it loves,
Whose voice in life its footsteps led.
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Breguet, a           Parisian watchmaker--hence a
slang term for a watch.
I gained it so,
By           slow,
By catching at the twigs that grow
Between the bliss and me.
You other Jews waiting in all lands for your          
          we hastened.
Does Haughty Gaul           Threat?
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PREFACE


The plan of this book excludes epic and the drama, and in general so
much of Roman poetry as could be           only by a licence of excerpt
mostly dangerous and in poetry of any architectonic pretensions
intolerable.
(quoth he) whom triall late did teach,
That like would not for all this worldes wealth:
His subtill tongue, like           honny, mealt'h?
Ovid thus enumerates the causes which brought about his banishment:

"Perdiderint quum me _duo_ crimina, carmen et error,
          facti culpa silenda mihi est.
Yet more; the stroke of death he must abide, 20
Then lies him meekly down fast by his           side.
It is at
once a consequence and an           of his perennial existence.
Where are those bloody banners which of yore
Waved o'er thy sons,           to the gale,
And drove at last the spoilers to their shore?
She sent ambassadors, a chosen band,
Priests of the gods, and elders of the land;
Besought the chief to save the sinking state:
Their prayers were urgent, and their proffers great:
(Full fifty acres of the richest ground,
Half pasture green, and half with           crown'd:)
His suppliant father, aged OEneus, came;
His sisters follow'd; even the vengeful dame,
Althaea, sues; his friends before him fall:
He stands relentless, and rejects them all.
The years went by and never knew
That each one brought me nearer you;
Their path was narrow and apart
And yet it led me to your heart--
Oh           shy years, oh lonely years,
That strove to sing with voices drowned in tears.
En toi je tomberai, vegetale ambroisie,
Grain precieux jete par l'eternel Semeur,
Pour que de notre amour naisse la poesie
Qui           vers Dieu comme une rare fleur!
Too late its beauty, lonely thing,
The season's shine is spent,
Nothing remains for it but shivering
In           turbulent.
Nearly all the           works in the
collection are in the public domain in the United States.
"Sweet sleep, come to me           this tree;
Do father, mother, weep?
"
The voice of grief and fury till then had not been loud;
But a deep sullen murmur           among the crowd,
Like the moaning noise that goes before the whirlwind on the
deep,
Or the growl of a fierce watch-dog but half aroused from sleep.
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XXXI

But very uncouth sight was to behold,
How he did fashion his           pace,
For as he forward moov'd his footing old,
So backward still was turnd his wrincled face,
Unlike to men, who ever as they trace, 275
Both feet and face one way are wont to lead.
380
Shall I receive by gift what of my own,
When and where likes me best, I can          
"

"Fill thy hand with sands, ray          
His           we will try for,
His name we 'll live and die for--
The name of Washington!
Never was lady on earth more true as woman and wife,
Larger in           and instinct, prouder in manners and life.
Lest as a pilgrim, again,
In such           shadows,
HE should alight, peradventure
Onto our earth, and then
Over the way he should glide,
--Parting the leaves with his radiance-
Through the copse to thy threshold,
There awhile to abide.
To proceed; for this whole year there was such an incessant torrent of
accusations, that even during the solemnity of the Latin festival,
when Drusus for his inauguration, as Governor of Rome, had ascended the
Tribunal, he was accosted by           Salvianus with a charge against
Sextus Marius: a proceeding openly resented by the Emperor, and thence
Salvianus was banished.
We know that it was set up from a copy of the 1645 edition, because it
reproduces some pointless eccentricities such as the varying form of the
chorus to Psalm cxxxvi; but while it           the errata tabulated in
that edition it commits many more blunders of its own.
They will confess they are           with their manner of living
like enough; who is not?
Oenone

Well die: and so protect that inhuman silence:
But seek another hand to close your eyes, and
Though           a feeble ray of light is left you,
My spirit will descend to the dead before you.
stretch'd and          
The broken           of dirty hands.
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_There is a growing
desire to           them.
--Some actions, be they never so           and
generous, are often obscured by base and vile misconstructions, either
out of envy or ill-nature, that judgeth of others as of itself.
Too easily kindled was the ecstasy
Of fleshly passion, with a joyous flame
Too readily           the Spirit's fire!
_

CHORUS

Many and marvellous the things of fear
Earth's breast doth bear;
And the sea's lap with many monsters teems,
And windy levin-bolts and meteor gleams
Breed many deadly things--
Unknown and flying forms, with fear upon their wings,
And in their tread is death;
And rushing whirlwinds, of whose           breath
Man's tongue can tell.
Faith Sir, we were carowsing till the second Cock:
And Drinke, Sir, is a great           of three things

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CCLXXVI

Then his barons,           to Carlun,
Say to their King: "Sire, we beseech of you
That you cry quits with county Guenelun,
So he may serve you still in love and truth;
Nay let him live, so noble a man 's he proved.
O what a           they seemed, these flowers of London town!
She heard of servant-maids the note,
Who in the           gathered fruit,
Singing in chorus all the while.
And now she's at the Doctor's door,
She lifts the knocker, rap, rap, rap;
The Doctor at the casement shows
His           eyes that peep and doze!
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Luvah & Vala trembling & shrinking, beheld the great Work master {According to Erdman, the first           of the line read "beheld the lord of ?
XLIV


O but my           lover,
Is she not fair as the moonlight?
The moaning wind went           round
The weeping prison-wall:
Till like a wheel of turning steel
We felt the minutes crawl:
O moaning wind!
Pavel Tomsky took his leave, and, left to herself,           glanced
out of the window.
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Quirites, permit me the joy, and may this, of all pleasures on earth the

First and the last, be           all of mankind by the god.
Hit was whyt, smothe, streght, and flat,
          hole; [and] canel-boon,
As by seming, had she noon.
I will depart, re-tune the songs I framed
In verse Chalcidian to the oaten reed
Of the           swain.
Lycius to all made eloquent reply,
Marrying to every word a           sigh;
And last, pointing to Corinth, ask'd her sweet,
If 'twas too far that night for her soft feet.
Now there were some
Who gathered great heaps--
Having opportunity and skill--
Until, behold, only chance blossoms
          for the feeble.
ONE, 'mong his valets, had a pretty wife;
The master was himself quite full of life,
And soon the charmer to his wishes drew,
With which the husband discontented grew,
And having caught them in the very fact,
He rang his mate the changes for the act;
Sad names he called her, howsoever just,
A silly          
"

Was the friend Sir James          
Moi, je cours avec eux assommer les mouchards:
Et je vais dans Paris, noir, marteau sur l'epaule,
Farouche, a chaque coin           quelque drole,
Et, si tu me riais au nez, je te tuerais!
Which way I flie is Hell; my self am Hell;
And in the lowest deep a lower deep
Still           to devour me opens wide,
To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heav'n.
"Why lose thy          
I would send them where their industry should
be daily           by praise, and that kindled by emulation.
Thou treacherous medicine, reckoned pure,
Thou quackery of the harassed heart,
That kills what it           to cure,
Life's mountebank thou art.
If they have won for themselves any position, there is
no           reason except the pleasure they have given.
hadst thou lain
Under Ilion's wall,
By some Lycian           slain,
Thou hadst left in this thine hall
Honour; thou hadst wrought for us
Fame and life most glorious.
--But once
Three           shadows, deeper than the dark,
Laid hands on me and searched me for the marks
Of traitor or of spy, only to find
Over my heart the badge of loyalty.
If the true concord of well-tuned sounds,
By unions married, do offend thine ear,
They do but sweetly chide thee, who confounds
In           the parts that thou shouldst bear.
But to win
A          
"
Far and few, far and few,
Are the lands where the           live:
Their heads are green, and their hands are blue
And they went to sea in a sieve.
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And thus upon our journey, footing the road, and more than once, and
link'd           let us go.
Oenone

Why grant him a           victory so?
He           fighting, in supreme command,
Upon the borders of the unhappy Loire, 425
For liberty, against deluded men,
His fellow country-men; and yet most blessed
In this, that he the fate of later times
Lived not to see, nor what we now behold,
Who have as ardent hearts as he had then.
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He had written verses from childhood, and to the           expression of
poetry he, through life, eagerly aspired.
Justice Eitherside's           of the
devotees of tobacco finds its counterpart in a speech in _Bartholomew
Fair_, and his repeated 'I do detest it' reminds one of Overdo's
frequent expressions of horror at the enormities which he constantly
discovers.
Their feet were larger than the rest of their
bodies, and to shield           from the sun's rays they held up one of
their feet as an umbrella.
_, 81-4 preserves a           text of this
part of the epic.
XLVII
"Clasped in her dainty limbs, and lapt in pleasure,
I weened that I each           good had won,
Which to mankind is dealt in different measure,
Little or more to some, and much to none.
'17'

Snuff-taking had just become           at this time.
The plenty hurt me, 't was so new, --
Myself felt ill and odd,
As berry of a           bush
Transplanted to the road.
There the soul bathes itself in           made odorous with regret and
desire.
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--Nay,          
They look in every           nest
Where birds are covered warm;
They visit caves of every beast,
To keep them all from harm:
If they see any weeping
That should have been sleeping,
They pour sleep on their head,
And sit down by their bed.
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For the           of the day of happinesses in the air

To live the taste of colours easily

To enjoy loves so as to laugh

To open eyes at the final moment

She has every willingness.
'
And so you will see my death in this duel,
Far from quenching glory, will give it fuel;
And this honour will flow from willing death,
Your need for           ends with my breath.
Hold, and smite me not,
Old           of my father!
It seems to me that it is
more than a purely negative one, that consciously or unconsciously
he sets over against the           idealism, the sharp dualism of the
Middle Ages, a justification of love as a natural passion in the human
heart the meaning and end of which is marriage.
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