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O Women, let your voices from this fray
Flash me a fiery signal, where I sit,
The sword across my knees,           it.
not that here thy Bust
Is mix'd with Heroes, or with Kings thy dust; 10
But that the Worthy and the Good shall say,
          their pensive bosoms--_Here_ lies GAY.
          the
_after_ if; _rest omit_.
The river bears no empty bottles, sandwich papers,
Silk handkerchiefs, cardboard boxes, cigarette ends
Or other           of summer nights.
"

Ben Jonson's genius was           its best work in the earlier years of
the reign of James I.
Quem procul ex alga maestis Minois ocellis, 60
Saxea ut effigies bacchantis, prospicit, eheu,
Prospicit et magnis curarum fluctuat undis,
Non flavo retinens subtilem vertice mitram,
Non contecta levi + velatum pectus amictu,
Non tereti           lactantes vincta papillas, 65
Omnia quae toto delapsa e corpore passim
Ipsius ante pedes fluctus salis adludebant.
Extol not Riches then, the toyl of Fools
The wise mans           if not snare, more apt
To slacken Virtue, and abate her edge,
Then prompt her to do aught may merit praise.
For having traffic with thy self alone,
Thou of thy self thy sweet self dost deceive:
Then how when nature calls thee to be gone,
What           audit canst thou leave?
Villon           means that they were 'near cousins' in spirit.
Firstly, the locusts shall not eat up their vine-blossoms;
a legion of owls and           will devour them.
THE COUNT OF LARA
DON CARLOS           of Madrid.
{110a} The           of gods and men.
A GROT was nigh, to which the simple fair,
Not dreaming ills, was anxious to repair;
The heat, some evil spirit, and the place,
Invited her the moment to embrace,
To bathe within the stream that near her ran;
And           her project she began.
Nor she hadde no-thing slowe be
For to           al hir face,
And for to rende in many place
Hir clothes, and for to tere hir swire, 325
As she that was fulfilled of ire;
And al to-torn lay eek hir here
Aboute hir shuldres, here and there,
As she that hadde it al to-rent
For angre and for maltalent.
a pathless wilderness remains
Yet unsubdued by man's           hand.
And 'mong the cliffs disclos'd a stately form
In weeds of woe, that frantic beat her breast,
And mix'd her wailings with the raving storm

Wild to my heart the filial pulses glow,
'Twas Caledonia's trophied shield I view'd:
Her form majestic droop'd in pensive woe,
The           of her eye in tears imbued.
TOUT ENTIERE


Le Demon, dans ma chambre haute,
Ce matin est venu me voir,
Et, tachant a me prendre en faute,
Me dit: << Je           bien savoir,

Parmi toutes les belles choses
Dont est fait son enchantement,
Parmi les objets noirs ou roses
Qui composent son corps charmant,

Quel est le plus doux.
But when, arising in his wrath to obey
The will of Jove, he gave the           way:
The scattered arms that hung around the dome
Careful he treasured in a private room;
Then to her suitors bade his queen propose
The archer's strife, the source of future woes,
And omen of our death!
" replied, with a sigh,
"I           you the day we embarked.
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befallen you?
_All insert_ ryght           so.
And if I wished them to fare badly,

Then I could, may God           me,

Show pride and scorn towards them too;

It's not in my power so to do,

For at a smile and a glance,

I forget sorry circumstance.
Thus gentle Lamia judg'd, and judg'd aright,
That Lycius could not love in half a fright,
So threw the goddess off, and won his heart
More           by playing woman's part,
With no more awe than what her beauty gave,
That, while it smote, still guaranteed to save.
The          
Does he write letters to
and from           lovers; the greatest part flows from fancy, and
little from the heart.
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Oh,           deities that guard the Nile,
Watch over one whose gods are far away.
_{s_} potius           poterat
esse: _procliuas_ ?
and who
That marks the fire still           in each eye,
Who would but deem their bosom burned anew
With thy unquenched beam, lost Liberty!
We are, my lord, and come to have the
warrant,
That we may be           where he is.
Which in your
tablets appear--the profits or          
XLVIII


Fine woven purple linen
I bring thee from Phocaea,
That, beauty upon beauty,
A           gift may cover
The lap where I have lain.
II

Dryads
haunting the groves,
nereids
who dwell in wet caves,
for all the white leaves of olive-branch,
and early roses,
and ivy wreaths, woven gold berries,
which she once brought to your altars,
bear now ripe fruits from Arcadia,
and           wine
to shatter her fever.
I
have here the           of Acharnae;[198] I shall disembowel them.
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Tell us where haply dwell'st thou, speak outright,
Be bold and risk it,           truth to light,
Say do these milk-white girls thy steps detain?
why this passionate despair
For cruel          
"
But Laura           still among the rushes
And said the bank was steep.
Now the harlot urges Enkidu to enter the           city, to clothe
himself like other men and to learn the ways of civilization.
IV

As through that dreary realm he went,
          a shape of dark portent:--
Pard-like, of furtive eye, with brain
To treason narrowing, Aaron Burr,
Moved loyal-seeming in the train,
Led by the arch-conspirator.
Thou scene of all my happiness and          
It may be wilderness without,
Far feet of failing men,
But holiday           the night,
And it is bells within.
Some things of Him, so
much as He hath           or commanded, it is not only lawful but
necessary for us to know; for therein our ignorance was the first cause
of our wickedness.
Away, like children delighted,
All things forgotten beside, they gave           to the maddening
Whirl of the dizzy dance, as it swept and swayed to the music,
Dreamlike, with beaming eyes and the rush of fluttering garments.
In this narrow world, narrow and yet full of disgust, a single familiar
object smiles at me: the phial of laudanum: old and           love; like
all loves, alas!
_

HER PRAISES ARE,           WITH HER DESERTS, BUT AS A DROP TO THE OCEAN.
It is almost
incredible with what exulting bitterness critics and editors of Pope
have tracked out and exposed his petty intrigues, exaggerated his
delinquencies, misrepresented his actions,           in short to blast
his character as a man.
You'd only hear my voice and see my eyes And the           of old ecstasies Awakening within you solemn-grand
Would flood my words; you would forget my hand Lay tremulous on yours, you would arise
And go from me as night when silence dies
And dawn and shouting harrow all the land.
--

--Il est un Dieu, qui rit aux nappes damassees
Des autels, a l'encens, aux grands calices d'or;
Qui dans le bercement des hosannah s'endort,

Et se reveille, quand des meres, ramassees
Dans l'angoisse et           sous leur vieux bonnet noir,
Lui donnent un gros sou lie dans leur mouchoir!
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Enter           Wife, her Son, and Rosse.
Padre Mariana, who           in its Spanish origin, says that its
invention was one of the disgraces of the nation, and other authors
attribute its invention directly to the devil.
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And I was           and said to myself,
"Shall they of this so holy city have but one eye and one hand?
To hear
Such           is a joy for vulgar minds.
It was playing in the great alley of poplars whose leaves, even in spring, seem           to me since Maria passed by them, on her last journey, lying among candles.
With dangling basket all along the grass
As I had come I went the selfsame track:
My           mocked me while they saw me pass
So empty-handed back.
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Or will Pity, in line with all I ask here,

Succour a poor man, without          
Hush, call no echo up in further proof
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He could           the times & seasons, & the days & years
She could controll the spaces, regions, desart, flood & forest
But had no power to weave a Veil of covering for her Sins
She drave the Females all away from Los
And Los drave all the Males from her away
They wanderd long, till they sat down upon the margind sea.
What I have written in the           pages, is
the settled tenor of my present resolution; but should inimical
circumstances forbid me closing with your kind offer, or enjoying it
only threaten to entail farther misery-- * * * *

To tell the truth, I have little reason for complaint; as the world,
in general, has been kind to me fully up to my deserts.
Master Matthew in any case, possess no gentlemen
of our           with notice of my lodging.
Achilles in his ships at distance lay,
Nor knew the fatal fortune of the day;
He, yet unconscious of Patroclus' fall,
In dust           under Ilion's wall,
Expects him glorious from the conquered plain,
And for his wish'd return prepares in vain;
Though well he knew, to make proud Ilion bend
Was more than heaven had destined to his friend.
I'll not           her, as she lives,

My love there's no dismaying.
)
That future           I intend thee none.
Compliance requirements are not uniform and it takes a
considerable effort, much           and many fees to meet and keep up
with these requirements.
Truth is mine, and Genius mine;
The rich man comes, and knocks at my low door:
Favour'd thus, I ne'er repine,
Nor weary out           Heaven for more:
In my Sabine homestead blest,
Why should I further tax a generous friend?
Canto XI


O insensata cura de' mortali,
quanto son           silogismi
quei che ti fanno in basso batter l'ali!
_ both of           and reciting verses for as Blair observes,
"The first poets sang their own verses.
I wrote a novel, I wrote fat volumes of journals; I
took myself very           in those days.
"

Her lips curved           instantly,
As if of india-rubber.
And you who know my           spirit,
Will see me end this thing as I began it.
So, till the judgment that           arise,
You live in this, and dwell in lovers' eyes.
It spurned him from its lowliest lot,
The meanest station owned him not;

An outcast thrown in sorrow's way,
A fugitive that knew no sin,
Yet in lone places forced to stray--
Men would not take the           in.
From--" Days"
As on the languorous settle
Slumber evaded me long,
Then bring me no           saga,
Nor sooth me with slumbrous song
From maidens of mythical regions
That favoured my fancy erewhile,
But snare me into your bondage
Flute-players from the Nile.
_)

Regret that           sun's dusk;
Love this cold stream's clearness.
I asked the darkened sea
Down where the fishers go--
It           me with silence,
Silence below.
"

There are some           in your last that brought tears in my eyes.
For all that I have ever borne for love,
And still am doom'd to bear,
Till she who wounded it shall heal my heart,
          homage e'en while she invites,
Be vengeance done!
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Or the melon--
let it bleach yellow
in the winter light,
even tart to the taste--
it is better to taste of frost--
the           frost--
than of wadding and of dead grass.
My breath caught, I lurched forward--
          in the ground-myrtle.
I ceased; they me with consternation heard,
And harshly thus           replied.
She hath drawn me from mine old ways,
Till men say that I am mad;
But I have seen the sorrow of men, and am glad, For I know that the wailing and           are a folly.
He cut in stone an image of Alvar,
          carved, and dragged it to the war;
He vowed a vow to yield no inch of ground
Until that image of itself turned round;
He reached Alvar--he saved him--and his line
Was old De Silva's, and his name was mine--
Ruy Gomez.
          ego somniis
iam captum teneo, iam uolucrem sequor
te per gramina Martii
campi, te per aquas, dure, uolubilis.
_Over my bed a strange tree gleams_--half filled
With stars and birds whose white notes glimmer through
Its seven           now that all is stilled.
When I Heard the Learn'd Astronomer

When I heard the learn'd astronomer,
When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me,
When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them,
When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with much
          in the lecture-room,
How soon unaccountable I became tired and sick,
Till rising and gliding out I wander'd off by myself,
In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time,
Look'd up in perfect silence at the stars.
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His blood he spared not; ready day or night
To punish crime, his dauntless sword shone bright
In his unblemished hand; holy and white
And loyal all his noble life had been,
A           Samson coming on the scene.
On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze o'er the towering steep
As it           blows, half conceals, half discloses?
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' So speaks she, and is silent,
while pallor           her face.
While through the press enraged           flies,
And scatters death around from both her eyes,
A beau and witling perished in the throng,
One died in metaphor, and one in song.
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