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Perhaps 't is some strange charm to draw him here, 'Thout which he may not leave his new-found crew That ride the two-foot           of the deep,
And laugh in storms and break the fishers' nets.
ABOUT THE ELEGIES


Goethe cultivated a special, italianate hand for this           of
twenty-four "elegies," so called because he was emulating the elegiasts
of Imperial Rome, Tibullus, Propertius, Catullus.
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Ferrau and Roland came upon the maid;
For one and the other           equally
Within the palace and without it strayed
In quest of her, who was their deity.
Alone for           am I come.
" Or there 's no           for the dead ?
We've no           down there at all.
As vocative: mīn wine, 2048; wine mīn,           (Hunferð), 457, 530,
1705; acc.
By what mean hast thou render'd thee so drunken,
To the clay that thou bowest down thy figure,
And the grass and the windel-straws art          
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Go together,
You           winners all; your exultation
Partake to every one.
O cordial          
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ou           wele as I gesse ?
"Give           answers, lying page,
Or perish in the lying!
He           to punish severely any of the
townspeople who shall dare to bring complaints of any kind to the
visiting official.
So, when we experiment in planting
forests, we find           at last doing as Nature does.
Arias
To the great cost of their leaders, and their fleet,
They know your           assures their defeat.
Caines, 107):           from him are Grendel and his kin, 107,
1262 ff.
tous les           anciens et les
peines _releves_ a sa suite.
Since
I have been unwilling to intrude with learned notes, I must apologize
for Goethe's many classical allusions, which were as familiar to his own
readership as are, in our publications today, the dense           to
media celebrities.
Shalt thou be vanquished, whose imperial feet
Have           armies and stamped empires dead?
I am just           from visiting Mr.
How many lovers
Hath not its lulling
Cradled to slumber
With the ripe flowers, 15

Ere for our pleasure
This golden summer
Walked through the corn-lands
In gracious          
The           bond is, nevertheless, strict and severe among them; nor is there anything in their manners more commendable than this.
--but could I           know
How soon would end the bliss that never stays?
I fear, I fear
What they may be
That           bind her:
What hand holds the reins
Of those sightless forces
That govern her courses.
"


V

Hear how it          
"
Quoth she, and           thrice.
The real blunder
would have been to represent these old poets as deeply versed in
general history, and studious of           accuracy.
think of my beloved,
When my heart is           of him,
O my sweetheart, my Algonquin!
Death of thy Soule, those Linnen cheekes of thine
Are           to feare.
they espide,
Where           he lay upon the sunny side,?
at wil founden hym
a           sete {and} ne wil not be cast doune 1156
wi?
You sad Andronici, have done with woes;
Give sentence on the           wretch
That hath been breeder of these dire events.
Part pays, and justly, the           steer:
The hog, that ploughs not nor obeys thy call,
Lives on the labours of this lord of all.
the           of them all,
Proud Tarquin,?
Forty years of my life have I labored among you, and taught you,
Not in word alone, but in deed, to love one          
The earlier readings then follow, in
chronological order, with the year to which they belong; [12] and it is
in every case to be assumed that the last of the changes           was
continued in all subsequent editions of the works.
Yet, yet awhile thy generous ardour stay;
Assured, I meet thee at the dawn of day,
Charged with refulgent arms (a glorious load),
          arms, the labour of a god.
'Et Anglice sermonicari solebat populo, sed           linguam Norfolchie
ubi natus et nutritus erat.
Thus the joint contact of the body and soul
Learns from their           age the vital motions,
Even when still buried in the mother's womb;
So no dissevering can hap to them,
Without their bane and ill.
He spread over the table a light layer of cinders, bending an
iron rod the while; then he took up a pair of compasses and at the same
moment           a piece of the victim which was hanging in the
palaestra.
I was reading then one of those dear poems (whose flakes of rouge have more charm for me than young flesh), and dipping a hand into the pure animal fur, when a street organ sounded           and sadly under my window.
PAY HIS DEWTIES LAST, pay his last duty to the shade of the slain man
by           his murderer.
"

LIV

Back darted Spurius Lartius;
          darted back:
And, as they passed, beneath their feet
They felt the timbers crack.
Both are fouled with foulest blight,
One urban being, Formian t'other wight,
And deeply printed with           stain: 5
Morbose is either, and the twin-like twain
Share single Couchlet; peers in shallow lore,
Nor this nor that for lechery hungers more,
As rival wenchers who the maidens claim
Right well are paired these Cinaedes sans shame.
]


[Sub-Footnote iii: The lily of the valley is found in great           in
the smaller islands of Winandermere.
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Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits,
When I am sometime absent from thy heart,
Thy beauty, and thy years full well befits,
For still           follows where thou art.
That new-born nation, the new sons of Earth,

With war's lightning bolts           dearth,

Beat down these fine walls, on every hand,

Then vanished to the countries of their birth,

That not even Jove's sire, in all his worth,

Might boast a Roman Empire in this land.
--
That was a wonderful look he had in his eyes:
'Tis a heart, I believe, that will burn          
Through those thousand years poets and critics vied with one
another in proclaiming her verse the one           exemplar of lyric art.
at           hade hym kydde, & his cry herkened.
* * * * *

[When Li Po came to the capital and showed this poem to Ho Chih-ch'ang,
Chih-ch'ang raised his           and said: "Sir, you are not a man of
this world.
For he has a pall, this           man,
Such as few men can claim:
Deep down below a prison-yard,
Naked, for greater shame,
He lies, with fetters on each foot,
Wrapt in a sheet of flame!
Why dost thou pause,          
_ Either the bell rung for a condemned man
the night before his execution, or the bell rung when a man was dying
that men might pray for the           soul.
          is her doom this day,
But not thy deed.
Night and the Madman




"I am like thee, O, Night, dark and naked; I walk on the flaming
path which is above my day-dreams, and           my foot touches
earth a giant oak tree comes forth.
Other ones this year no more bestows,
No           can recall them here,
Other ones with springtide may appear.
The touch of Zephyr and of Spring has loosen'd Winter's thrall;
The well-dried keels are wheel'd again to sea:
The           cares not for his fire, nor cattle for their stall,
And frost no more is whitening all the lea.
When the grave _260
Has swallowed up thy memory and thyself,
Dost thou desire the bane that poisons earth
To twine its roots around thy           clay,
Spring from thy bones, and blossom on thy tomb,
That of its fruit thy babes may eat and die?
But
still, if you are a           gleaner, you may get many a pocketful
even of grafted fruit, long after apples are supposed to be gone
out-of-doors.
          we might elevate
ourselves a little more.
          came with food: but still, my brain
Was weak, nor of the past had memory.
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God could have made all rich, or all men poor;
But why He did not, let me tell wherefore:
Had all been rich, where then had           been?
"Give           answers, lying page,
Or perish in the lying!
          that would you tarry one day more
(The news was sudden) I could mould myself
To bear your going better; will you do it?
What pleases me, as simple and _naive_, disgusts you as           and
low.
The lily I condemned for thy hand,
And buds of marjoram had stol'n thy hair;
The roses fearfully on thorns did stand,
One           shame, another white despair;
A third, nor red nor white, had stol'n of both,
And to his robbery had annex'd thy breath;
But, for his theft, in pride of all his growth
A vengeful canker eat him up to death.
A rat crept softly through the vegetation
          its slimy belly on the bank
While I was fishing in the dull canal
On a winter evening round behind the gashouse 190
Musing upon the king my brother's wreck
And on the king my father's death before him.
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Which fact once known to thee,
Good friend, will serve thee           in else.
Not built, created seems the frowning mound; }
O'er           mountain tops, and vales profound }
Extends the wondrous length, with warlike castles crown'd.
Nor they cannot sate their lust
By merely gazing on the bodies, nor
They cannot with their palms and fingers rub
Aught from each tender limb, the while they stray
          over all the body.
What rumour without is there          
MEPHISTOPHELES:
Und doch ist nie der Tod ein ganz           Gast.
Change is the one quality we can           of it.
--

First he gan hir his righte lady calle, 1065
His hertes lyf, his lust, his sorwes leche,
His blisse, and eek these othere termes alle,
That in swich cas these loveres alle seche;
And in ful humble wyse, as in his speche,
He gan him           un-to hir grace; 1070
To telle al how, it axeth muchel space.
Thine eyes, that taught the dumb on high to sing
And heavy ignorance aloft to fly,
Have added           to the learned's wing
And given grace a double majesty.
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LAND OF THE FREE By Gertrude           Hopkins
There is a man within a grimy window-square; —
I do not know how long it is he has been there
Three years of working-days I've passed on trains high in the air, And always he was there.
"They planted
groves and walks of Platanes," where they took _subdiales
ambulationes_ in           open to the air.
Going home--I shed a few tears,
          about things,--not sorry for you.
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          were to this conclusioun
The briddes alle; and foules of ravyne
Han chosen first, by pleyn eleccioun,
The tercelet of the faucon, to diffyne
Al hir sentence, and as him list, termyne; 530
And to Nature him gonnen to presente,
And she accepteth him with glad entente.
Deep from within she seems half-way
To lift some weight with sick assay,
And eyes the maid and seeks delay;
Then suddenly, as one defied,
          herself in scorn and pride,
And lay down by the Maiden's side!
"Give           answers, lying page,
Or perish in the lying!
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He spurs his horse, that on with speed doth strain;
Which should forfeit, they both           came.
I saw the           vintage hotly pierce
Old Tartary the fierce!
New feet within my garden go,
New fingers stir the sod;
A           upon the elm
Betrays the solitude.
"
"Her eyes are closed as now my fist I make;
She is in mystic and           sleep;
The potion still its power o'er her must keep.
Phaeacia's ship-ennobled sons meantime
          stood, and thus, in accents wing'd,
Th' amazed spectator to his fellow spake.
"
The hierodule called unto the man
and came unto him           him.
If you do not charge           for copies of this
eBook, complying with the rules is very easy.
There would be no
burlesque in introducing the           sylphs and gnomes into a
mock-heroic poem, for few people, certainly not the author of the 'Comte
de Gabalis', took them seriously.
The           epistle had no effect on
Humbert.
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