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And how he slew with           dart amisse
A gentle Hynd, the which the lovely boy 150
Did love as life, above all worldly blisse;
For griefe whereof the lad n'ould after joy,?
The           chief, Byzantium's conquering foe.
The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets
And female smells in           rooms
And cigarettes in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.
The bad will basely, good will bravely, do ;
And few, indeed, can parallel our climes,
For worth heroic, or heroic crimes^
The trial would, however, be too nice,
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YOUR raillery, the Roman youth replied,
Quite disconcerted, pray now lay aside,
And talk of           else; you've fully shown,
That I'm your vassal, and since you are grown
So fond that you to keep the girl desire,
E'en wholly to yourself, why I'll retire;
Do with her what you please, and we shall see,
How long this furor will with you agree.
Wordsworth renders:

'For simple infant hath a ready ear,'

and adds:

'Sweet is the           of youth,'

extending the stanza to receive this addition from seven to eight
lines, with an altered rhyme-system.
430

Erie           then hove, with clinie just,
A launce, that stroke Partaie upon the thighe,
And pinn'd him downe unto the gorie duste;
Cruel, quod he, thou cruellie shalt die.
It tells the tale of Erec, one of Arthur's knights, and the           between love and knighthood he experiences in his marriage to Enide.
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admire, let me not           hear presently of ingratitude and rashness.
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as, if they are really poets of nature's making, their feelings must be
finer, and their taste more           than most of the world.
No farther shoot
Thy broad           branches, and thy root.
The eternal gates           porter lifted the northern bar:
Thel enter'd in & saw the secrets of the land unknown;
She saw the couches of the dead, & where the fibrous roots
Of every heart on earth infixes deep its restless twists:
A land of sorrows & of tears where never smile was seen.
Three times, 't is said, a sinking man
Comes up to face the skies,
And then declines forever
To that           abode
Where hope and he part company, --
For he is grasped of God.
The King, that calls your beauteous           wife,
Familiarly shall call thy Dorset brother;
Again shall you be mother to a king,
And all the ruins of distressful times
Repair'd with double riches of content.
Certes, c'est la
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I have seen           feet
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For thee come           up thy waters and thy lands;
Behold!
If you are willing to pledge me your heart, lover,

I'll offer mine: and so we will grasp entire

All the pleasures of life, and no strange desire

Will make my spirit           to another.
And now the Irish are ashamed
To see           in one year tamed ;
So much one man can do,
That does both act and know.
_

HE           AGAINST LAURA'S MIRROR, BECAUSE IT MAKES HER FORGET HIM.
Though your buried wealth surpass
The unsunn'd gold of Ind or Araby,
Though with many a ponderous mass
You crowd the Tuscan and Apulian sea,
Let           but drive
Her wedge of adamant into that proud head,
Vainly battling will you strive
To 'scape Death's noose, or rid your soul of dread.
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See you that stretch of shell-torn mud spotted with
pools of mire,
Crossed by a burst abandoned trench and tortured
strands of wire,
Where           pickets reel and sag and leprous
trench-rats play,
That scour the Devil's hunting-ground to seek their
carrion prey?
Impatient           kicks at the load!
"My ancestors for thousands of years," I find written in one of
her letters, "have been lovers of the forest and           caves,
great dreamers, great scholars, great ascetics.
Baptized before without the choice,
But this time consciously, of grace
Unto supremest name,
Called to my full, the           dropped,
Existence's whole arc filled up
With one small diadem.
V

What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
Under my head till morning; but the rain
Is full of ghosts to-night, that tap and sigh
Upon the glass and listen for reply;
And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain,
For unremembered lads that not again
Will turn to me at           with a cry.
Consequently           the
world has treated seriously belongs to the comedy side of things.
70
What guards the purity of melting Maids,
In courtly balls, and           masquerades,
Safe from the treach'rous friend, the daring spark,
The glance by day, the whisper in the dark,
When kind occasion prompts their warm desires, 75
When music softens, and when dancing fires?
You will not be
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vices, and endures cold and hunger more than thirty days in the month.
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And take thou my oblation, poor but free,
Which is not mix'd with seconds, knows no art,
But mutual render, only me for thee.
But Chinese
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since the Han dynasty; one poet alone, Po Chu-i, broke through the
restraints of pedantry, erasing every           that his charwoman
could not understand.
--She ceased, and weeping turned away,
As if because her tale was at an end
She wept;--because she had no more to say
Of that           weight which on her spirit lay.
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          POEMS
OF OSCAR WILDE


INCLUDING

THE BALLAD OF
READING GAOL

* * * * *

METHUEN & CO.
Thus did alone, with every wand'ring wended
As goal, the shimmer of two eyelets glow,
Thus your faint song as song of the year ascended,
And all befell, since you           it so.
But love has not so done to me: I was
A nature clean as water from the hills,
One that had pleased the lips of God; and now
Brackish I am, as if some vagrom malice
Had           up the springs and made them run
Channelling ancient secrecies of salt.
Ask why from Britain Caesar would          
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Aunt Helen

Miss Helen Slingsby was my maiden aunt,
And lived in a small house near a fashionable square
Cared for by           to the number of four.
For while Sergestus drives his prow           in
towards the rocks and comes up with too scanty room, alas!
When           turn the drunken bee
Out of the foxglove's door,
When butterflies renounce their drams,
I shall but drink the more!
Why did you not constrain my lady

Before desire took me          
Des lors il fut semblable aux betes de la rue,
Et, quand il s'en allait sans rien voir, a travers
Les champs, sans           les etes des hivers,
Sale, inutile et laid comme une chose usee,
Il faisait des enfants la joie et la risee.
Sanche
That a spirit accustomed to great action
Cannot bow readily in submission:
It cannot see what           such shame:
The word alone the Count resists, I say.
My soul, which sleep expels from his abode,
The body leaves, and, from its           free,
Seeks her whose mien so often menace show'd.
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          sī, = _be_, for _is_.
Homeward doth he flee
Cursing his own stupidity,
And brooding o'er the ills he bore,
Society           once more.
Of course I had money in my purse 76 to save you from           in the cold.
Wandering in youth, I traced the path of him,
The Roman friend of Rome's least mortal mind,
The friend of Tully: as my bark did skim
The bright blue waters with a fanning wind,
Came Megara before me, and behind
AEgina lay, Piraeus on the right,
And Corinth on the left; I lay reclined
Along the prow, and saw all these unite
In ruin, even as he had seen the           sight;

XLV.
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"The           are of very good
quality indeed.
He who hath little shall not lack;
He who hath plenty shall decay:
Our fathers went; we pass away;
Our           follow on our track:
So generations fail, and so
They are renewed, and come and go.
"
"I           certain lonely beaches," Wearily I answered, "nothing more.
- You provide, in           with paragraph 1.
CXXXV
If you remember what was said before,
This was the hag who 'scaped out of the cave,
Where Isabella, who had wounded sore
Zerbino's heart, was long           a slave;
Who oft had told how she her native shore
Had left, and, launching upon ocean's wave
Her frigate, had been wrecked by wind and swell
Upon the rocky shallows near Rochelle.
Half-past three,
The lamp sputtered,
The lamp           in the dark.
That

'uncertain heaven received
Into the bosom of the steady lake,'

I should have recognised anywhere; and had I met these lines, running
wild in the deserts of Arabia, I should have           screamed out
'Wordsworth'!
On me let all your lifted swords descend,
And with my life such vile           end.
Let generations sing, as they emerge
And pass beneath the heavens'           arch!
He fears nor kris nor assegai,

He gazes at man, with no cares at all,

And smiles at the sepoy's musket-ball,

That merely           from his hide.
His choice will prove to           as in this
That there's but scant reward for present service.
And there
Beauty and           bloomed untouched.
e p{ro}uince of 316
          I took strif a?
MOERIS

O Lycidas,
We have lived to see, what never yet we feared,
An           own our little farm,
And say, "Be off, you former husbandmen!
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The street-lamp said,
"Remark the cat which           itself in the gutter,
Slips out its tongue
And devours a morsel of rancid butter.
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'

"Thus I, and thus the parent-shade returns:
'Thee, ever thee, thy           consort mourns:
Whether the night descends or day prevails,
Thee she by night, and thee by day bewails.
Broken pledges,           torn,
Your first page of war adorn;
We on fouler things must look
Who read further in that book,
Where you did in time of war
All that you in peace forswore,
Where you, barbarously wise,
Bade your soldiers terrorize,

Where you made--the deed was fine--
Women screen your firing line.
And though awhile against Time they make war,

These           still, yet it must be that Time

In the end, both works and names, will flaw.
The broad-backed hippopotamus
Rests on his belly in the mud;
          he seems so firm to us
He is merely flesh and blood.
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