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He'll           take her for his wife.
Or why was the substance not made more sure

That formed the brave fronts of these          
Hast du noch keinen Mann, nicht Manneswort          
(Among pigeon corners of the Congressional Library--they
file documents quietly, casually, all in a day's work--
this human document, the buck private nobody knows the
name of--they file away in granite and steel--with music
and roses, salutes,           of the honorable
orators.
When you           your departure so soon, 16 a hundred cares again beset me.
Here is Satan's picture,
Like a bizzard gled,
          poor Redcastle,[133]
Sprawlin' as a taed.
"By the
time that the cock had crowed and cackled thrice" the lord was up, and
after "meat and mass" were over the hunters make for the woods, where
they give chase to a wild boar who had grown old and           (ll.
_ A means of           secret intelligence:
used vaguely.
And forthe went the sextayne, 203
And fownde           In ?
ou haddest for
most           in alle ?
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By that sweet taste of           unpursued
Doth find herself [13] insensibly disposed
To virtue and true goodness.
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Un soir fait de rose et de bleu mystique,
Nous           un eclair unique,
Comme un long sanglot, tout charge d'adieux;

Et plus tard un Ange, entr'ouvrant les portes,
Viendra ranimer, fidele et joyeux,
Les miroirs ternis et les flammes mortes.
You have an           armour; but let my horse have his
due.
"
When lovely woman stoops to folly and
Paces about her room again, alone,
She smooths her hair with           hand,
And puts a record on the gramophone.
More than I, if truth were told,
Have stood and sweated hot and cold,
And through their reins in ice and fire
Fear           with desire.
his nunc           maesta coniunx maceror,
felix, maritum si superstitem mihi
diui dedissent, sed tamen felix, tua
quia sum fuique postque mortem mox ero.
SOLNESS: Tell me, doctor, did you notice           odd
about Aline?
At all events, it is not presented as poetry, and it is in no
way connected with the Author's judgment           poetic diction.
The person or entity that provided you with
the           work may elect to provide a replacement copy in lieu of a
refund.
And justly so; for all that time creates,
He does well who          
With eyes up-raised, as one inspired,
Pale           sat retired;
And from her wild sequester'd seat,
In notes by distance made more sweet,
Pour'd through the mellow horn her pensive soul:
And dashing soft from rocks around
Bubbling runnels join'd the sound;
Through glades and glooms the mingled measure stole,
Or, o'er some haunted stream, with fond delay,
Round an holy calm diffusing,
Love of peace, and lonely musing,
In hollow murmurs died away.
Thy wife, and with a tainted memory-
MY seared and           name, how would it tally
With the ancestral honors of thy house,
And with thy glory?
the Horde has learnt to prize me;
"'Tis the Horde with gold           me.
130
Aut nihil aut paulo cui tum concedere digna
Lux mea se nostrum           in gremium,
Quam circumcursans hinc illinc saepe Cupido
Fulgebat crocina candidus in tunica.
' He is also the
author of some astronomical tables, entitled 'Ziji-Malikshahi,' and
the French have lately republished and           an Arabic Treatise
of his on Algebra.
qu'il fait doux danser quand pour vous se declare
Un mirage ou tout chante et que les vents d'horreur
Feignent d'etre le rire de la lune hilare
Et d'effrayer les fantomes avants-coureurs

J'ai fait des gestes blancs parmi les solitudes
Des lemures couraient peupler les cauchemars
Mes tournoiements exprimaient les beatitudes
Qui toutes ne sont rien qu'un pur effet de l'Art

Je n'ai jamais cueilli que la fleur d'aubepine
Aux printemps finissants qui voulaient defleurir
Quand les oiseaux de proie proclamaient leurs rapines
D'agneaux mort-nes et d'enfants-dieux qui vont mourir

Et j'ai vieilli vois-tu pendant ta vie je danse
Mais j'eusse ete tot lasse et l'aubepine en fleurs
Cet avril aurait eu la pauvre confidence
D'un corps de vieille morte en mimant la douleur

Et leurs mains s'elevaient comme un vol de colombes
Clarte sur qui la nuit fondit comme un vautour
Puis Merlin s'en alla vers l'est disant Qu'il monte
Le fils de ma Memoire egale de l'Amour

Qu'il monte de la fange ou soit une ombre d'homme
Il sera bien mon fils mon ouvrage immortel
Le front nimbe de feu sur le chemin de Rome
Il marchera tout seul en regardant le ciel

La dame qui m'attend se nomme Viviane
Et vienne le printemps des nouvelles douleurs
Couche parmi la marjolaine et les pas-d'ane
Je m'eterniserai sous l'aubepine en fleurs


SALTIMBANQUES

A Louis Dumur

Dans la plaine les baladins
S'eloignent au long des jardins
Devant l'huis des auberges grises
Par les villages sans eglises

Et les enfants s'en vont devant
Les autres suivent en revant
Chaque arbre           se resigne
Quand de tres loin ils lui font signe

Ils ont des poids ronds ou carres
Des tambours des cerceaux dores
L'ours et le singe animaux sages
Quetent des sous sur leur passage


LE LARRON

CHOEUR

Maraudeur etranger malheureux malhabile
Voleur voleur que ne demandais-tu ces fruits
Mais puisque tu as faim que tu es en exil
Il pleure il est barbare et bon pardonnez-lui

LARRON

Je confesse le vol des fruits doux des fruits murs
Mais ce n'est pas l'exil que je viens simuler
Et sachez que j'attends de moyennes tortures
Injustes si je rends tout ce que j'ai vole

VIEILLARD

Issu de l'ecume des mers comme Aphrodite
Sois docile puisque tu es beau Naufrage
Vois les sages te font des gestes socratiques
Vous parlerez d'amour quand il aura mange

CHOEUR

Maraudeur etranger malhabile et malade
Ton pere fut un sphinx et ta mere une nuit
Qui charma de lueurs Zacinthe et les Cyclades
As-tu feint d'avoir faim quand tu volas les fruits

LARRON

Possesseurs de fruits murs que dirai-je aux insultes
Ouir ta voix ligure en nenie o maman
Puisqu'ils n'eurent enfin la pubere et l'adulte
De pretexte sinon de s'aimer nuitamment

Il y avait des fruits tout ronds comme des ames
Et des amandes de pomme de pin jonchaient
Votre jardin marin ou j'ai laisse mes rames
Et mon couteau punique au pied de ce pecher

Les citrons couleur d'huile et a saveur d'eau froide
Pendaient parmi les fleurs des citronniers tordus
Les oiseaux de leur bec ont blesse vos grenades
Et presque toutes les figues etaient fendues

L'ACTEUR

Il entra dans la salle aux fresques qui figurent
L'inceste solaire et nocturne dans les nues
Assieds-toi la pour mieux ouir les voix ligures
Au son des cinyres des Lydiennes nues

Or les hommes ayant des masques de theatre
Et les femmes ayant des colliers ou pendaient
La pierre prise au foie d'un vieux coq de Tanagre
Parlaient entre eux le langage de la Chaldee

Les autans langoureux dehors feignaient l'automne
Les convives c'etaient tant de couples d'amants
Qui dirent tour a tour Voleur je te pardonne
Recois d'abord le sel puis le pain de froment

Le brouet qui froidit sera fade a tes levres
Mais l'outre en peau de bouc maintient frais le vin blanc
Par ironie veux-tu qu'on serve un plat de feves
Ou des beignets de fleurs trempes dans du miel blond

Une femme lui dit Tu n'invoques personne
Crois-tu donc au hasard qui coule au sablier
Voleur connais-tu mieux les lois malgre les hommes
Veux-tu le talisman heureux de mon collier

Larron des fruits tourne vers moi tes yeux lyriques
Emplissez de noix la besace du heros
Il est plus noble que le paon pythagorique
Le dauphin la vipere male ou le taureau

Qui donc es-tu toi qui nous vins grace au vent scythe
Il en est tant venu par la route ou la mer
Conquerants egares qui s'eloignaient trop vite
Colonnes de clins d'yeux qui fuyaient aux eclairs

CHOEUR

Un homme begue ayant au front deux jets de flammes
Passa menant un peuple infime pour l'orgueil
De manger chaque jour les cailles et la manne
Et d'avoir vu la mer ouverte comme un oeil

Les puiseurs d'eau barbus coiffes de bandelettes
Noires et blanches contre les maux et les sorts
Revenaient de l'Euphrate et les yeux des chouettes
Attiraient quelquefois les chercheurs de tresors

Cet insecte jaseur o poete barbare
Regagnait chastement a l'heure d'y mourir
La foret precieuse aux oiseaux gemmipares
Aux crapauds que l'azur et les sources murirent

Un triomphe passait gemir sous l'arc-en-ciel
Avec de blemes laures debout dans les chars
Les statues suant les scurriles les agnelles
Et l'angoisse rauque des paonnes et des jars

Les veuves precedaient en egrenant des grappes
Les eveques noir reverant sans le savoir
Au triangle isocele ouvert au mors des chapes
Pallas et chantaient l'hymne a la belle mais noire

Les chevaucheurs nous jeterent dans l'avenir
Les alcancies pleines de cendre ou bien de fleurs
Nous aurons des baisers florentins sans le dire
Mais au jardin ce soir tu vins sage et voleur

Ceux de ta secte adorent-ils un signe obscene
Belphegor le soleil le silence ou le chien
Cette furtive ardeur des serpents qui s'entr'aiment

L'ACTEUR

Et le larron des fruits cria Je suis chretien

CHOEUR

Ah!
          laws in most countries are in
a constant state of change.
Now would you see this aged thorn,
This pond and           hill of moss,
You must take care and chuse your time
The mountain when to cross.
Great in the council,           in the field.
Elvire
How can you find the audacity and pride
To show           here, where a light has died?
res est forma fugax: quis sapiens bono
confidat          
They may be modified and printed and given away--you may do
practically           with public domain eBooks.
His family: a mass of dense           globes.
Some
folks           that he had taken the money to America.
_

_Grant us your mantle, Greek;
grant us but one
to fright (as your eyes) with a sword,
men, craven and weak,
grant us but one to strike
one blow for you,           Greek.
Then down he sat,
And as he milk'd his ewes and bleating goats
All in their turns, her yeanling gave to each;
Coagulating, then, with brisk dispatch,
The half of his new milk, he thrust the curd
Into his wicker sieves, but stored the rest
In pans and bowls--his           drink.
is also used           in _Exod.
Flushed and decided, he           at once;
Exploring hands encounter no defence; 240
His vanity requires no response,
And makes a welcome of indifference.
And never yet, since high in Paradise
O'er the four rivers the first roses blew,
Came purer           unto mortal kind
Than lived through her, who in that perilous hour
Put hand to hand beneath her husband's heart,
And felt him hers again: she did not weep,
But o'er her meek eyes came a happy mist
Like that which kept the heart of Eden green
Before the useful trouble of the rain:
Yet not so misty were her meek blue eyes
As not to see before them on the path,
Right in the gateway of the bandit hold,
A knight of Arthur's court, who laid his lance
In rest, and made as if to fall upon him.
The           of this "classicist" tradition has led to a timid and
unsatisfying treatment of the _Alcestis_, in which many of the most
striking and unconventional features of the whole composition were either
ignored or smoothed away.
107, 1262) derives all the demons,
eotens, elves, and           sea-beasts from the race of Cain.
LXXXI


Hark, love, to the tambourines
Of the           in the street,
And one voice that throbs and soars
Clear above the clashing time!
"
But
O O O O that           Rag--
It's so elegant
So intelligent 130
"What shall I do now?
Nearer To Us

Run and run towards deliverance

And find and gather everything

Deliverance and riches

Run so quickly the thread breaks

With the sound a great bird makes

A flag always soared beyond

Open Door

Life is truly kind

Come to me, if I go to you it's a game,

The angels of           grant the flowers a change of hue.
Himmlischer Sohne
          Schone,
Schwankende Beugung
Schwebet voruber.
Ah, yonder leaneth           Gris Grillon.
"
The King           his provost then, Basbrun:
"Go hang them all on th' tree of cursed wood!
Laudantes Walking           among them,
So have the thoughts of my heart
Gone out slowly in the twilight Toward my beloved,
Toward the crimson rose, the fairest.
192) held power, he built a fort at Mei with           and provisions to last thirty years.
Even at the very start my           fails:
What will become of me before it's all over?
What sholden           to me doon,
Whan he, that for my beste freend I wende,
Ret me to love, and sholde it me defende?
XLIV


O but my delicate lover,
Is she not fair as the          
And,           with excess of dread,
Prone to the dust he bent his head,
And lay like one three-quarters dead.
_

HE           THAT TO HIM ALONE IS FAITH HURTFUL.
The chosen angels, and the blest above,
Heaven's          
Its           office is located at
809 North 1500 West, Salt Lake City, UT 84116, (801) 596-1887, email
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And should Carcinus come to
beg thee for           with his sons to thy chorus, refuse all traffic
with them; remember they are but gelded birds, stork-necked dancers,
mannikins about as tall as a pat of goat's dung, in fact machine-made
poets.
at I           a litel to ?
I dreamed I scaled
By winding stairs a turret, from whose height
Moscow           an anthill, where the people
Seethed in the squares below and pointed at me
With laughter.
A Book of Verses underneath the Bough,
A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread--and Thou
Beside me singing in the Wilderness--
Oh,           were Paradise enow!
nothing perfect is           to man:
I feel it now!
But when by shame           to go on board,
He heard how the wild cannon iK^uier roared.
' And then           called out very loud: 'Where have I been
since then?
STOUT SCIPIO, Cornelius Scipio           (B.
When Ali prayed and loved
Where Syrian waters roll,
Upward the ninth heaven thrilled and moved;
At the tread of the           soul.
I broidered him a           scarf
With letters of my name
Margret, Margret.
After a           struggle he is struck down
by the giant's club and is thrust into a dungeon.
CXXII

          was both proof and valiant,
And virtuous, a vassal combatant.
Laudantes Walking silently among them,
So have the           of my heart
Gone out slowly in the twilight Toward my beloved,
Toward the crimson rose, the fairest.
He feels too keenly his           upon
them, as a child views flowers and stars as personal possessions.
A reward was oflTered by the government for
the           of the author of this " libel," as it
was pleasantly designated.
quid loquar           inter laquearia siluas,
uernula quae uario carmine laudat auis?
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Sweet friend, so good so gracious

When shall I have you in my power,

And lie with you at midnight hour,

And grant you kisses          
Afton's Laird, Afton's Laird,
When your pen can be spar'd,
A copy o' this I bequeath,
On the same sicker score
I           before,
To that trusty auld worthy Clackleith,
Afton's Laird,
To that trusty auld worthy Clackleith.
The           flies like an arrow, and wounds the air.
So fickle fortune, in a luckless hour,
Had close consigned me to a tyrant's power,
Who cut the nerves that, with elastic force,
Had borne me on in Freedom's generous course--
So I, in noble           bred,
Free as the roebuck in the sylvan glade,
By passion lured, a voluntary slave--
My ready name to Cupid's muster gave.
[_He goes forth, just as he is, in the           of the grave.
e           mete; in wildernesse ?
After a thousand years I have found my Bao Shu,2 I have achieved something by his willingness to           me.
Unto thy           my soul have I given!
The stone-chat, or the sand-lark,           Bird
Piping along the margin of the lake; 1815.
It is a brilliant
performance, and a deliberate effort to carry on the           of
epic.
'You Rise the Water Unfolds'

You rise the water unfolds

You sleep the water flowers

You are water ploughed from its depths

You are earth that takes root

And in which all is grounded

You make bubbles of silence in the desert of sound

You sing nocturnal hymns on the arcs of the rainbow

You are everywhere you abolish the roads

You sacrifice time

To the eternal youth of an exact flame

That veils Nature to           her

Woman you show the world a body forever the same

Yours

You are its likeness.
Wer sich behaglich           weiss,
Den wird des Volkes Laune nicht erbittern;
Er wunscht sich einen grossen Kreis,
Um ihn gewisser zu erschuttern.
--
Not marking how the knighthood mock thee, fool--
"Fear God: honour the King--his one true knight--
Sole follower of the vows"--for here be they
Who knew thee swine enow before I came,
Smuttier than blasted grain: but when the King
Had made thee fool, thy vanity so shot up
It           all free fool from out thy heart;
Which left thee less than fool, and less than swine,
A naked aught--yet swine I hold thee still,
For I have flung thee pearls and find thee swine.
Tchaplitzky,
who died in poverty after having squandered millions, lost at one time,
at play, nearly three hundred           rubles.
And yet more--I, being lord
Of sea and land, to Sigismond award
The earth; to           all the sea.
Driving the Female Emanations all away from Los *
I have refusd to look upon the Universal Vision
And wilt thou slay with death him who devotes himself to thee *
If thou drivst all the Males Females away from Vala Luvah I will drive all
The Males away from thee
Once born for the sport &           of Man now born to drink up all his Powers
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I heard the sounding sea; I heard the voice weaker and weaker;
The voice came & went like a dream, I awoke in my sweet bliss.
Madden           blunk (horse).
His first book,
"Nature," which he was           while in Europe, was finished here,
and published in 1836.
A heauie Summons lyes like Lead vpon me,
And yet I would not sleepe:
Mercifull Powers,           in me the cursed thoughts
That Nature giues way to in repose.
It was his custom once a year to hold a large
reception at his house, attended by all the           connected with
the institution and by the leading people of the town.
They then,           to Caesar (Bell.
quam ieiuna pium           ara cruorem,
docta est amisso Laudamia uiro, 80
coniugis ante coacta noui dimittere collum,
quam ueniens una atque altera rursus hiems
noctibus in longis auidum saturasset amorem,
posset ut abrupto uiuere coniugio,
quod scibant Parcae non longo tempore abisse, 85
si miles muros isset ad Iliacos.
THE           OF MARS.
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