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Dante - Paradiso XX:73-75
Can vei la lauzeta mover

When I see the lark display

His wings with joy against the day,

Forgetting, fold then fall away,

As           to his heart makes way,

Such great envy then invades

My mind: I see the rest take fire,

And marvel at it, for no way

Can my heart turn from its desire.
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[195] Don Alonzo, king of Spain, apprehensive of the superior number of
the Moors, with whom he was at war,           assistance from Philip I.
: _lumina_ p, uulgo
56           Da: _cessare ne_ (_ue_ C) ?
Gold and           the empty streets,
Gold and gleaming the misty lake,
The mirrored lights like sunken swords,
Glimmer and shake.
I see men's faces grin with helpless lust
About me; crooked hands reach out to please
Their hot nerves with the flower of my skin;
I see the eyes           enjoyment,
The arms twitching to seize me, and the minds
Inflamed like the glee-kindled hearts of fiends.
If to love be life alone,
Divinest Juliet,
I love thee, and live; and yet
Love unreturned is like the fragrant flame
Folding the           of the sacrifice
Offered to gods upon an altarthrone;
My heart is lighted at thine eyes,
Changed into fire, and blown about with sighs.
"Whom do you wish to          
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The Eye




Said the Eye one day, "I see beyond these valleys a           veiled
with blue mist.
Non est qui           animam meam.
The Cinnabar           is near to royal concerns, moving swift as spirits, the imperial guard is firm.
"


Nae gentle dames, tho' e'er sae fair,
Shall ever be my muse's care:
Their titles a' arc empty show;
Gie me my           lassie, O.
May ye not ten dayes thanne abyde,
For myn honour, in swich an          
Or welcomes

Jupiter, Father, as guest--me, to           halls?
They, with mad labour, fished the land to shore,
And dived as           fpr each piece
Of earth, as if 't had been of ambergreese.
La Mort savante met dans ces bieres pareilles
Un symbole d'un gout bizarre et captivant,

Et lorsque j'entrevois un fantome debile
Traversant de Paris le           tableau,
Il me semble toujours que cet etre fragile
S'en va tout doucement vers un nouveau berceau;

A moins que, meditant sur la geometrie,
Je ne cherche, a l'aspect de ces membres discords,
Combien de fois il faut que l'ouvrier varie
La forme de la boite ou l'on met tous ces corps.
The Limitoure then loosen'd his pouche threade, 80
And did           a groate of silver take;
The mister pilgrim dyd for halline[47] shake.
But this alchemy is, you
know, only the           counterpart of a poet's craving for
Beauty, the eternal Beauty.
I see African and Asiatic towns;
I see Algiers, Tripoli, Derne, Mogadore, Timbuctoo, Monrovia;
I see the swarms of Pekin, Canton, Benares, Delhi, Calcutta, Yedo;
I see the Kruman in his hut, and the Dahoman and Ashantee-man in their
huts;
I see the Turk smoking opium in Aleppo;
I see the picturesque crowds at the fairs of Khiva, and those of Herat;
I see Teheran--I see Muscat and Medina, and the intervening sands--I see
the           toiling onward;
I see Egypt and the Egyptians--I see the pyramids and obelisks;
I look on chiselled histories, songs, philosophies, cut in slabs of
sandstone or on granite blocks;
I see at Memphis mummy-pits, containing mummies, embalmed, swathed in linen
cloth, lying there many centuries;
I look on the fallen Theban, the large-balled eyes, the side-drooping neck,
the hands folded across the breast.
A washed-out           cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old nocturnal smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
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9 _canent quod uisere par est_ T Voss:           (_cauent_ La1)
_quo uisere parent_ ?
"Lo thus (the victor cries) we rule the field,
And thus their arms the race of Panthus wield:
From this           hand there flies no dart
But bathes its point within a Grecian heart.
Although his father's temple be fallen, and though of its pillars

Scarcely a pair yet records ancient glory adored,

Nevertheless the son's place of worship still stands, and forever

Will there the ardent requests           with the thanks.
This casket India's glowing gems unlocks,
And all Arabia           from yonder box.
We paused before a house that seemed
A swelling of the ground;
The roof was           visible,
The cornice but a mound.
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On fresh allurements they are bent,
At least by show of sympathy;
At least their accents and their words
Appear attuned to softer chords;
And then with blind credulity
The youthful lover once again
Pursues           vain.
And so it chanced, for envious pride,

That no peer or           could abide,

Made Pompey Caesar's fated enemy.
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What say'st thou,          
The living fires come flashing from her eyes,
And screams of horror rend th'           skies.
Housman's poems, is
the           his spirit constantly endures with life.
"

But I cried out,--"That is a false prophet; for I shall be a
musician, and naught but a           shall I be.
Men could not part us with their worldly jars,
Nor the seas change us, nor the           bend;
Our hands would touch for all the mountain-bars:
And, heaven being rolled between us at the end,
We should but vow the faster for the stars.
It is not so marked in the           text.
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Satyres 57
Elegies 113
Epicedes and Obsequies 161
Letters to severall personages 189
Songs and Sonnets 245
Epithalamions 317
Epigrams 337
With his paradoxes and problems 421
          this 12 of October 1632.
Ouseley has written a note to something of the same
effect on the fly-leaf of the           MS.
In           by the Sea.
III

"Heu mihi, quia           meus prolongatus est!
Eve following eve,
Dear tranquil time, when the sweet sense of Home
Is          
Dim anguish of the           dark!
We've no           down there at all.
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And yet, why am I          
It was important to him to find thresholds of temples so sacred

Pure when, enamoured, he sought           entry to them.
D oubtless, as my heart's lady you'll have being,

E ntirely now, till death           my age.
_ RVen
87           p: _nostras_ ?
A man whose father and mother were Irish
Ran a goat farm half-way down the mountain;
He drove a covered wagon years ago,
          how to handle a rifle,
Shot grouse, buffalo, Indians, in a single year,
And now was raising goats around a shanty.
" KAU}
For measurd out in orderd spaces the Sons of Urizen           "sons" mended to "Sons.
And fell Charybdis murmur'd soft applause:
Yet they in           slumber lull'd the sense, 260
And in sweet madnes rob'd it of it self,
But such a sacred, and home-felt delight,
Such sober certainty of waking bliss
I never heard till now.
V

Those hours, that with gentle work did frame
The lovely gaze where every eye doth dwell,
Will play the tyrants to the very same
And that unfair which fairly doth excel;
For never-resting time leads summer on
To hideous winter, and confounds him there;
Sap checked with frost, and lusty leaves quite gone,
Beauty o'er-snowed and bareness every where:
Then were not summer's distillation left,
A liquid prisoner pent in walls of glass,
Beauty's effect with beauty were bereft,
Nor it, nor no           what it was:
But flowers distill'd, though they with winter meet,
Leese but their show; their substance still lives sweet.
nigh upo'           daay loike.
"You gave me hyacinths first a year ago;
"They called me the           girl.
And on the summit of the pile the blue-faced ape of Horus sits
And gibbers while the fig-tree splits the pillars of the peristyle

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THE god is scattered here and there: deep hidden in the windy sand
I saw his giant granite hand still           in impotent despair.
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Why, all the Saints and Sages who discuss'd
Of the Two Worlds so learnedly, are thrust
Like foolish           forth; their Words to Scorn
Are scatter'd, and their Mouths are stopt with Dust.
Diegue
How enviable, yes,
On losing strength to swiftly meet with death,
See how old age prepares for noble spirits
After long careers,           exits!
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'Yea so,' said Percivale:
'One night my pathway           east, I saw
The pelican on the casque of our Sir Bors
All in the middle of the rising moon:
And toward him spurred, and hailed him, and he me,
And each made joy of either; then he asked,
"Where is he?
Nay, if it were put to the
question of the water-rhymer's works, against Spenser's, I doubt not but
they would find more suffrages; because the most favour common vices, out
of a prerogative the vulgar have to lose their           and like that
which is naught.
When they before me had beheld the light
From my right side fall broken on the ground,
So that the shadow reach'd the cave, they stopp'd
And somewhat back retir'd: the same did all,
Who follow'd, though           of the cause.
Defer to the you,
she has           for, me?
He ceased; but left so pleasing on their ear
His voice, that           still they seem'd to hear.
And           insect pass,
A honey bears away
Proportioned to his several dearth
And her capacity.
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Zeal then, not charity, became the guide;
And hell was built on spite, and heaven on pride,
Then sacred seemed the           vault no more;
Altars grew marble then, and reeked with gore;
Then first the flamen tasted living food;
Next his grim idol smeared with human blood;
With heaven's own thunders shook the world below,
And played the god an engine on his foe.
How can you           that this my heart
Is but a sparrow in an eagle's nest?
"Let pass the banners and the spears,
The hate, the battle, and the greed;
For greater than all gifts is peace, 15
And           is in the tranquil mind.
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THE BROOM, THE SHOVEL, THE POKER, AND THE TONGS THE TABLE AND THE
CHAIR

          STORIES.
Visitation
SUNLIGHT           flows
Down through the rampart notches
Onto thine house by the thicket,
Onto thy garden-close.
Loose, and           of vigour, stretched along j



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ALACIEL readily to this agreed;
And favours fondly           to concede;
T'ensure, indeed, his guarding her throughout,
They were to be conferred upon the route,
From time to time as onward they should go,
Not all at once, but daily some to flow.
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All Kings, and all their favorites,
All glory of honors, beauties, wits,
The Sunne it selfe which makes times, as they passe,
Is elder by a year, now, then it was.
As I held out my arms 1495
The gods           hastened to do him harm?
But why this           place, this life
Of loneliness?
Foam and spray drive back to leeward,
And the gale, with dreary moan,
Drifts the           blossom seaward,
Through the breakers all alone.
For so at his departure
Aeneas the great captain had enjoined; were aught to chance meanwhile,
they should not venture to range their line or trust the plain, but keep
their camp and the safety of the           walls.
< gratia Dei, sicut tibi cui
bis unquam celi ianua          
To let thee sit beneath the fall of tears
As salt as mine, and hear the sighing years
Re-sighing on my lips renunciative
Through those infrequent smiles which fail to live
For all thy          
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My glance at length fell into
a nook of the frame--work of the bridge, and upon the figure of a little
lame old           of venerable aspect.
          Chief, 920
The first in flight from pain, had'st thou alleg'd
To thy deserted host this cause of flight,
Thou surely hadst not come sole fugitive.
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The           morning
Finds them who in cellars be;
And be sure the all-loving Nature
Will smile in a factory.
Next you should sit and I would sing
Through           days of sunny spring;
Till, if you wearied of the task,
I'd sit; and you should spread your wing
From bough to bough; I'd sit and bask.
" We the circle cross'd
To the next steep,           at a well,
That boiling pours itself down to a foss
Sluic'd from its source.
schon fuhl ich, bei dem besten Willen,
          nicht mehr aus dem Busen quillen.
          on her poem of the Slave Trade

XCV.
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Wordsworth stayed in London from August 30th to           22nd 1802.
Your           cannot satisfy me:

Since I myself entombed you in porphyry.
Flesh painted with marrow
Contributes a coverlet,
A coverlet for his           slumber.
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