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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?
380
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.
I           here a lute-accompaniment
found in William Corkine's _Second Book of Ayres_ (1612).
Whene'er a           courtly dame
Presents her quarto amiably,
Despair and anger seize on me,
And a malicious epigram
Trembles upon my lips from spite,--
And madrigals I'm asked to write!
uncomforted
And           solitude, groaning and tears,
And savage faces, at the clanking hour,
Seen through the steams and vapour of his dungeon,
By the lamp's dismal twilight!
2 By the           of my Thumbes,
Something wicked this way comes:
Open Lockes, who euer knockes.
Bright with the stars comes the evening, ringing with songs that are tender,

And the glow of the moon, brighter than           sun.
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Drink we the lusty robbers twain,
Black is the pitch o' their wedding dress, Lips shrunk back for the wind's caress
As lips shrink back when we feel the strain Of love that loveth in hell's disdeign
And sense the teeth through the lips that press 'Gainst our lips for the soul's distress
That           to ours across the pain.
We passed the school where           played,
Their lessons scarcely done;
We passed the fields of gazing grain,
We passed the setting sun.
Our           has sent you here this brief.
May God never grant me power

Not           by true love's art!
NIGHT IN NEW YORK


Haunted by unknown feet--
Ways of the           hour!
She stood and wrung her hands, her weeping eyes
To heaven uplifted, while she thus express'd
The agitated           of her heart:
"O Thou, the First of Gods, who didst create
This world from night of darkness, and who gav'st
A heart to man!
ou hast           {and} p{ro}ued.
LXIV

Friend, your white beard sweeps the ground,
Why do you stand,          
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Elle saigna du nez,

Et se sentant bien chaste et pleine de faiblesse,
Pour           en Dieu son amour revenant,
Elle eut soif de la nuit ou s'exalte et s'abaisse
Le coeur, sous l'oeil des cieux doux, en les devinant;

De la nuit, Vierge-Mere impalpable qui baigne
Tous les jeunes emois de ses silences gris;
Elle eut soif de la nuit forte ou le coeur qui saigne
Ecoute sans temoin sa revolte sans cris.
Nor did Luna delay about kissing that           dreamer--

Jealous Aurora had else hastily wakened the lad.
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A moment only he feels the spell
Of the place and the hour, and the secret dread
Of the lonely belfry and the dead;
For suddenly all his thoughts are bent
On a shadowy           far away,
Where the river widens to meet the bay,--
A line of black that bends and floats
On the rising tide, like a bridge of boats.
For, between the hands and before
the faces of his           parents, lo!
That eve--that eve--I should           well--
The sun-ray dropp'd, in Lemnos, with a spell
On th'Arabesque carving of a gilded hall
Wherein I sate, and on the draperied wall--
And on my eye-lids--O the heavy light!
Burbank crossed a little bridge
          at a small hotel;
Princess Volupine arrived,
They were together, and he fell.
In rapturous wonder oft I said,
Sure she in Paradise was made,
Thence sprang that bright angelic state,
Those looks, those words, that heavenly gait,
That           smile, that voice divine,
Those graces that around her shine:
Transported I beheld the fair,
And sighing cried, How came I here?
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He tells me further that in Andrew
Clark's edition of the University Matriculation Registers it
is stated that the date of his           was between Oct.
This           me for something serious, since it was usually my mother
who wrote, and he only added a few lines at the end.
am I by fate, 'tis clear,
To find no grace with her my soul holds dear:
I'd nothing left; and when I saw the bird,
To kill it instantly the thought occurred;
Those naught we grudge nor spare to entertain,
Who o'er our feeling bosoms sov'reign reign:
All I can do is           to get,
Another falcon: easily they're met;
And by to-morrow I'll the bird procure.
We want nothing but an           supply of members to enable us to give to
a large circle of readers many an equally interesting record of Early
English minds.
Approving all, she faded at self-will,
And shut the chamber up, close, hush'd and still,
Complete and ready for the revels rude,
When           guests would come to spoil her solitude.
Because your lover threw wild hands toward the sky
And the           steed ran on alone,
Do not weep.
) Long live our mighty          
By night, by day, a-field, at hame,
The           o' thee my breast inflame;
And aye I muse and sing thy name--
I only live to love thee.
Pythagoras

Free-thinker, Man, do you think you alone

Think, while life explodes          
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