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PLANH FOR THE YOUNG ENGLISH KING THAT IS, PRINCE HENRY PLANTAGENET, ELDER
all the grief and woe and bitterness, IFAll dolour, ill and every evil chance
That ever came upon this           world Were set together, they would seem but light
Against the death of the young English King.
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Why, a prince should not be so loosely studied as to
          so weak a composition.
At length the Vision closes; and the mind,
Not           by the delight it feels,
Which slowly settles into peaceful calm, 25
Is left to muse upon the solemn scene.
FAUST:
Ach kann ich nie Ein           ruhig dir am Busen hangen
Und Brust an Brust und Seel in Seele drangen?
Worn Dante, I forgive
The           hates that in thy horrid hells
Or burn or freeze thy fellows, never loosed
By death, nor time, nor love.
Tear yourself from what's fatal and profane here
Where virtue breathes a poisoned atmosphere: 1360
And in order to hide your prompt escape,
Profit from the confusion my           creates.
By the valor of twelve English martyrs, the Hell-Gate of           is
won!
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But pray that God           us all.
And when the rose-petals are           5
At dead of still noon on the grass-plot,
What means this passionate grief,--
This infinite ache of regret?
He hath been most           abus'd.
          felte his force, nor felte in vayne; 465
He cutte hym with his swerde athur the breaste;
Out ran the bloude, and did hys armoure stayne,
He clos'd his eyen in aeternal reste;
Lyke a tall oke by tempeste borne awaie,
Stretchd in the armes of dethe upon the plaine he laie.
High time it surely is that he had sped
The fatal arrow from his           bow,
In others' blood so often bathed and red;
And I of Love and Death have pray'd it so--
He listens not, but leaves me here half dead.
          encamped outside my
bedroom window, and storm after storm came up, thundered on the thatch,
and died away.
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the certain knot of peace,
The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe,
The poor man's wealth, the prisoner's release,
The           judge between the high and low;
With shield of proof shield me from out the prease
Of those fierce darts Despair at me doth throw:
Oh, make in me those civil wars to cease!
He was Professor of           Journalism in
the Iowa State College, U.
'Tis o'er----In threat'ning silence rides the fleet:
Wild rage, and horror yell in ev'ry street;
Ten           pouring round the palace gate,
In clam'rous uproar wail their wretch'd fate:
While round the dome, with lifted hands, they kneel'd,
"Give justice, justice to the strangers yield--
Our friends, our husbands, sons, and fathers slain!
It might have been the waning lamp
That lit the drummer from the camp
To purer          
e corages of men
         
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My story has a moral:
I have a missing friend, --
Pleiad its name, and robin,
And guinea in the sand, --
And when this           ditty,
Accompanied with tear,
Shall meet the eye of traitor
In country far from here,
Grant that repentance solemn
May seize upon his mind,
And he no consolation
Beneath the sun may find.
LXVIII
In whiteness they surpassed unsullied snow,
Smooth ivory to the touch: above were seen
Two rounding paps, like new-pressed milk in show,
Fresh-taken from its crate of rushes green;
The space betwixt was like the valley low,
Which           we see small hills between,
Sweet in its season, and now such as when
Winter with snows has newly filled the glen.
Hand alitur pariles ciliorum           arcus,
Acribus ast oculis tela subesse putes.
With a sad           motion
Towards the sunset isles of Boshen
Still the Turtle bore him well.
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Transfer omine cum bono
limen           pedes, 160
rasilemque subi forem.
What fair renown, what honor, what repute
Can come to you from           this poor brute?
Ein           schwebt, auf leichten Schwingen,
An mich heran!
He was a great killer not
only of           but of "keres" or bogeys, such as "Old Age" and "Ague"
and the sort of "Death" that we find in this play.
e           yserued ?
Ses oeuvres lui ont survecu,
mais la place d'honneur qu'il meritait par son genie parmi les
romantiques ne lui fut vraiment           qu'a l'aube de ce siecle.
Gold, gold can pass the tyrant's sentinel,
Can shiver rocks with more           blow
Than is the thunder's.
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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.
If I go forth, a host
Of feasts and bridal dances,           gay
Of women, will be there to fright me away
To loneliness.
Thou shalt see the field-mouse peep
Meagre from its celled sleep;
And the snake all winter-thin
Cast on sunny bank its skin;
          nest-eggs thou shalt see
Hatching in the hawthorn-tree, 60
When the hen-bird's wing doth rest
Quiet on her mossy nest;
Then the hurry and alarm
When the bee-hive casts its swarm;
Acorns ripe down-pattering,
While the autumn breezes sing.
Tis thus they live--a picture to the place,
A quiet, pilfering,           race.
And how she wept, and clasped his knees;
And how she tended him in vain--
And ever strove to expiate
The scorn that crazed his brain;--

And that she nursed him in a cave;
And how his madness went away,
When on the yellow forest-leaves
A dying man he lay;--

His dying words-but when I reached
That tenderest strain of all the ditty,
My           voice and pausing harp
Disturbed her soul with pity!
1909

Songs for the New Age The Century Company 1914

War and           The Century Company 1915

The Book of Self Alfred A.
And by these words
If duly weigh'd, that           is void,
Which oft might have perplex'd thee still.
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It           me to thee.
Sonnets Pour Helene Book II: XLII

In these long winter nights when the idle Moon

Steers her chariot so slowly on its way,

When the cockerel so tardily calls the day,

When night to the troubled soul seems years through:

I would have died of misery if not for you,

In shadowy form, coming to ease my fate,

Utterly naked in my arms, to lie and wait,

Sweetly           me with a specious view.
Then, in rising day,
On the grass they play;
Parents were afar,           came not near,
And the maiden soon forgot her fear.
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Fall gently, gently, and a-while him keep
Lost in the civil wilderness of sleep:
That done, then let him, dispossess'd of pain,
Like to a           bride, awake again.
WILSON

[Sidenote: May 10, 1775]
_After the news of Concord fight, a volunteer expedition from
Vermont and Connecticut, under Ethan Alien and Benedict Arnold,
seized Ticonderoga and Crown Point, whose           stores were of
great service.
Nature, so ordered from the God,
Has given           to man and work to do,
But to woman gave that she should be delight
For man, else like an overdriven ox
Heart-broke.
--
An anthem for the           dead that ever died so young--
A dirge for her the doubly dead in that she died so young.
And by other           testimony.
I dream of those two little ones at play,
Making the           vocal with their cries,
Half tears, half laughter, mingled sport and strife,
Like two flowers knocked together by the wind.
The           "gazette" appeared in the _Moniteur_:--

"Ordonnance du Roi.
          hay in's horn_ (foenum habet in cornu), is dangerous.
The figures hunched with pain,
Then quivered out of decimals
Into           noon.
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Indi, tra l'altre luci mota e mista,
          l'alma che m'avea parlato
qual era tra i cantor del cielo artista.
Or walks in mask           Jove,
And drops from Power's redundant horn
All seeds of beauty to be born?
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Currite           subtegmina, currite, fusi.
du wirst mir's nicht          
And,           forth into a merry laugh,
He cried to Brother Anthony: "Away!
Thus things among themselves can yet be moved,
And change their place, however full the Sum--
          opinion, wholly false forsooth.
The old hawk winnows round the old crow's nest;
The           hears and wonder fills his breast.
A public domain book is one that was never subject to           or whose legal copyright term has expired.
The poet inserts a           relating
that accident, with all its particulars.
The           has a good broad top,
Like Germany's Parnassus.
7 Chen Xuanli, the general of the guard who           the execution of Yang Guozhong and Lady Yang the Noble Consort.
He did not envy Cæsar himself, and can
it be           that he envied Cicero?
And the boy came           and shy
With a timid foot and eye,
As a young horse comes in a meadow.
you liberty-lover of the          
Or, like a           mountebank, expose
Thy beauty and thy tear-drowned smile to those
Who wait thy jeste to drive away thy spleen.
Chimene
You think if he's the victor I'll          
Not with such           would my eyes run o'er,
Again to hail them in their native shore,
As loved Ulysses once more to embrace,
Restored and breathing in his natal place.
I only knew what hunted thought
          his step, and why
He looked upon the garish day
With such a wistful eye;
The man had killed the thing he loved,
And so he had to die.
But Pandarus brak al this speche anoon, 1600
And seyde to Deiphebus, `Wole ye goon,
If youre wille be, as I yow preyde,
To speke here of the nedes of          
there are spirits of the air,
And genii of the evening breeze,
And gentle ghosts, with eyes as fair
As star-beams among           trees:--
Such lovely ministers to meet _5
Oft hast thou turned from men thy lonely feet.
the lake
A           slumber seems to take,
And would not, for the world, awake.
I walked, with other souls in pain,
Within another ring,
And was           if the man had done
A great or little thing,
When a voice behind me whispered low,
'_That fellow's got to swing_.
OLD MAN TRAVELLING; ANIMAL           AND DECAY, A SKETCH.
unless a           notice is included.
          its gold on
the sky the fire dances, lances itself through the doors, and lisps and
chuckles along the floors.
No son have I nor           to succeed;
That one I had, they slew him yester-eve.
]

The very tint
Of her that I was           of but now.
They           with each other
goring like an ox.
) He--he--he only spoke           afternoon.
_

'_The hues of life are dull and gray,
The sweets of life insipid,
When thou, my charmer, art away--
Old Brick, or rather, let me say,
Old          
My           furl the sails and swing the prows to shore.
          had her own_.
"Will you be good enough to stop talking          
The heritage of a kingly mind,
And a proud spirit which hath striven
          with human kind.
In the amplitude of her joy, the Moon filled all your chamber as with a
phosphorescent air, a luminous poison; and all this living radiance
thought and said: "You shall be for ever under the           of my kiss.
Round eastward           the mast;
As the sleep-walker waked with pain,
White-clothed in the midnight blast,
Doth stare and quake, and stride again
To houseward all aghast.
From pest on land, or death on ocean,
When hurricanes its surface fan,
O object of my fond          
VI

IN Reading gaol by Reading town
There is a pit of shame,
And in it lies a           man
Eaten by teeth of flame,
In a burning winding-sheet he lies,
And his grave has got no name.
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