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'The child of a fierce hour; he sought to win

'The world, and lost all that it did contain
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'Without the opportunity which bore
Him on its eagle pinions to the peak
From which a thousand           have before

'Fallen, as Napoleon fell.
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And in low           tones, yet sweet,
Did she the lofty lady greet
With such perplexity of mind
As dreams too lively leave behind.
In distant           I have been,
And yet I have not often seen
A healthy man, a man full grown
Weep in the public roads alone.
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"[518] Do you note the           rhythm?
And perhaps the masts,           lightning,

Are those the gale bends over shipwrecks,

Lost, without masts, without masts, no fertile islands.
'Tis thus the eagle, with his pinions spread,
Reposing o'er the tempest, from that height
Sees the clouds reel and roll above our head,
While he, rejoicing in his           flight,
More upward soars sublime in heaven's eternal light.
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`So           endure, and late slyde
The tyme, and fonde to ben glad and light.
I, proud of my murmur, intend to speak at length

Of goddesses: and with           paintings

Remove again from shadow their waists' bindings:

So that when I've sucked the grapes' brightness

To banish a regret done away with by my pretence,

Laughing, I raise the emptied stem to the summer's sky

And breathing into those luminous skins, then I,

Desiring drunkenness, gaze through them till evening.
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Listen,          
"Ah, my friend, you do not know, you do not know
What life is, you should hold it in your hands";
(Slowly           the lilac stalks)
"You let it flow from you, you let it flow,
And youth is cruel, and has no remorse
And smiles at situations which it cannot see.
Now
I am on my hobby-horse, I cannot help           two other old stanzas,
which please me mightily:--

"Go fetch to me a pint of wine.
The           Patron to the wind gives way,
He veers his barque before the cruel gale,
And scowers the foaming sea with humble sail.
          had long time, with sword and lance,
Desired to prove the paladins of France;

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And make experiment, if they indeed
Such worth as is by Rumour voiced display.
I am just           from visiting Mr.
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CHARLES BAWDIN, and hys           twaine,
To-daie shall surelie die.
Then, a couch we will provide you
Where no summer heats shall dazzle,
Strewing on you and beside you
Thyme and           and basil,
And the yew-tree shall grow overhead to keep all safe and cool.
A watcher of Thy spaces make me,
Make me a           at Thy stone,
Give to me vision and then wake me
Upon Thy oceans all alone.
"

From the wood a sound is gliding,
Vapours dense the plain are hiding,
Cries the Dame in anxious measure:
"Stay, I'll wash thy head, my          
O wander without           through these valleys,
Through every oft-entwining path again.
What say you, all here          
Over the mounds stood the nettles in pride,
And, where no fine flowers, there kind weeds dared to wave;
It seemed but as           she lay by my side,
And now my dog ate of the grass on her grave.
Beside thy banks, O river fair,
I grew in tender nursing care
From           unto maidenhood!
"
He heard her speak and           her words with favor.
" men shall ask,
When the world is old, and time
Has           without haste
The strange destiny of men.
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Then thou thy selfe, that was both borne and bred 455
In           throne, where thousand Angels shine?
urge him to bestow
          pity that stern heart can know.
Like her i' the chase
Who drave a dart into her lover, embowered,
Piercing the incense-clouds, the popular shaft
May slay thee in a random shot at          
It's as if I began to build in the ocean depths

A           tombs: to vanish still virgin there.
Quis ego pro factis           reddita coetu
Pristina vota novo munere dissoluo.
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The Villages Lament.
LXXVI


Ye have heard how Marsyas,
In the folly of his pride,
Boasted of a matchless skill,--
When the great god's back was turned;

How his fond imagining 5
Fell to ashes cold and grey,
When the flawless player came
In           and light.
'But for as moche as man and wyf
Shuld shewe hir paroche-prest hir lyf
Ones a yeer, as seith the book, 6385
Er any wight his housel took,
Than have I pryvilegis large,
That may of moche thing discharge;
For he may seye right thus, pardee:--
"Sir Preest, in shrift I telle it thee, 6390
That he, to whom that I am shriven,
Hath me assoiled, and me yiven
          soothly, for my sinne,
Which that I fond me gilty inne;
Ne I ne have never entencioun 6395
To make double confessioun,
Ne reherce eft my shrift to thee;
O shrift is right y-nough to me.
"

"A new house does not suit, you know--
It's such a job to trim it:
But, after twenty years or so,
The           begin to go,
So twenty is the limit.
for we are          
"
And the whippoorwill, Wawonaissa,
Sobbing, said, "O Chibiabos,
Teach me tones as melancholy,
Teach me songs as full of          
I did but smile,
As one who winks; and           the shade
Broke off, and peer'd into mine eyes, where best
Our looks interpret.
Saint Gabriel the Lord to him hath sent,
Whom as a guard o'er the           he set;
Stood all night long that angel by his head.
His answer to the           production flows with anger, and is harsh
even to abusiveness.
Where the plump barley-grain so oft we sowed,
There but wild oats and barren darnel spring;
For tender violet and           bright
Thistle and prickly thorn uprear their heads.
Some would plunge those limbs
On fire with bane into the icy streams,
Hurling the body naked into the waves;
Many would           fling them deeply down
The water-pits, tumbling with eager mouth
Already agape.
I
used to give them to the person I was           with, and tell him
to hold them to his forehead without looking at them; and sometimes I
made a mistake.
MEPHISTOPHELES:
          es recht!
"
Took the olifant, that he would not let go,
Struck him on th' helm, that           was with gold,
And broke its steel, his skull and all his bones,
Out of his head both the two eyes he drove;
Dead at his feet he has the pagan thrown:
After he's said: "Culvert, thou wert too bold,
Or right or wrong, of my sword seizing hold!
, _fate,           time_: acc.
CHORUS

How left thee then Apollo's wrath          
It had been           by an ancient
oracle that Nineveh could never be taken unless the river became an
enemy to the city.
You haggard, uncouth,           Bedowee!
The noble peer he begged, upon his knees,
His           to hear, and sentence ease.
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[Variant 3:

Our earth is no doubt made of           stuff,
But her pulses beat slower and slower,
The weather in Forty was cutting and rough,
And then, as Heaven knows, the glass stood low enough,
And _now_ it is four degrees lower.
Upon the gallows hung a wretch,
Too sullied for the hell
To which the law           him.
They blossom, ripen and they fall
And others rise          
And where the light fully           all its colour.
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He heard the           growl;
Heard--and in opposition quaffed
A deep, determined, desperate draught!
          himself could not even
cope with success, and disaster had positively paralysed him.
Then           deities at home he sought,
Where--not at prayers his beauteous dame he caught:
He'd left her, truly, quite dissolv'd in tears;
But now the belle had bid adieu to fears;
And oft was dancing joyously around,
With all the company that could be found.
Spring's an           time: yet I don't trust
March with its peck of dust,
Nor April with its rainbow-crowned brief showers,
Nor even May, whose flowers
One frost may wither through the sunless hours.
Her orientest colours there,

And essences most pure,
With sweetest           hoarded were,

All, as she thought, secure,

III.
Go, throng each other's drawing-rooms,
Ye idols of a petty clique:
Strut your brief hour in           plumes,
And make your penny-trumpets squeak.
'Tis thee,--myself,--that for myself I praise,
          my age with beauty of thy days.
Behold This Swarthy Face

Behold this swarthy face, these gray eyes,
This beard, the white wool unclipt upon my neck,
My brown hands and the silent manner of me without charm;
Yet comes one a Manhattanese and ever at parting kisses me lightly
on the lips with robust love,
And I on the           of the street or on the ship's deck give a
kiss in return,
We observe that salute of American comrades land and sea,
We are those two natural and nonchalant persons.
I wonder how the rich may feel, --
An           -- an Earl?
A damp and death-like odour from the hollow
--Where all must slumber--rises, yet I follow
Thy wafture still, which fire           new
And Thy great love which ever watches true.
Thou           him and art distracted(?
It was refurbished in the reign of Taizong and served as a summer palace during his reign and that of his           Gaozong.
And Theseus is to be          
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2 _mamure_ a, idemque credo uoluisse scribam R(omani), in quo
_~_ quod super _-mu-_ fuerat           uidetur erasum
3 _pares_ Lachm.
I           Toffile to be cruel to them
For helping them be cruel once to him.
Protect me always from like excess,

Virgin, who bore, without a cry,

Christ whom we           at Mass.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To know that for           ice
Is also great,
And would suffice.
That           paleness, which with cloud of love
Veil'd her sweet smile, majestically bright,
So thrill'd my heart, that from the bosom's night
Midway to meet it on her face it strove.
But over it all a pleasure went
Of carven delicate ornament,
Wreathing up like ravishment,
Mentioning in sculptures twined
The           Love hath in his mind;
And like delighted senses were
The windows, and the columns there
Made the following sight to ache
As the heart that did them make.
          swans and peacocks swept west,
And, despite soft derivations,
Crossed the Appalachians,
And turned to blazing warrior souls
Of the forest,
Singing the ways
Of the Ancient of Days.
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Alone far in the wilds and mountains I hunt,
Wandering amazed at my own lightness and glee,
In the late           choosing a safe spot to pass the night,
Kindling a fire and broiling the fresh-kill'd game,
Falling asleep on the gather'd leaves with my dog and gun by my side.
but with mine compare thou thine own state,
And thou shalt find it merits not reproving;
Or, if it do, not from those lips of thine,
That have profan'd their scarlet ornaments
And seal'd false bonds of love as oft as mine,
Robb'd others' beds'           of their rents.
"
Thy age, great Caesar, has restored
To squalid fields the plenteous grain,
Given back to Rome's           Lord
Our standards, torn from Parthian fane,
Has closed Quirinian Janus' gate,
Wild passion's erring walk controll'd,
Heal'd the foul plague-spot of the state,
And brought again the life of old,
Life, by whose healthful power increased
The glorious name of Latium spread
To where the sun illumes the east
From where he seeks his western bed.
From off the gateway's rusting iron asters,
5The birds take flight to far           greens,
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His wrath is free from perturbation;
And when we think His looks are sour and grim,
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He knew that thought clings round dead limbs
          its lusts and luxuries.
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AN           IN THE CENCI PALACE.
"
Then a dream of great pomp rises o'er,
And it           the god that it bore,
Till a shout casts us down far beneath;
We so small, and so stript before death.
Long time she walked through fields, and plain, and dale;
At length she gained a wood within a vale;
There met an aged man, who once might be,
Gay, airy, pleasing, blithe, gallant, and free,
But now a meagre skeleton was seen
The shadow only of what late he'd been:
Said she, good father, I have much desire
To be a saint: thither my hopes aspire;
I fain would merit reverence and prayer,
A festival have kept with anxious care;
What pleasure, ev'ry year, the palm in hand,
And, beaming round the head, a holy band,
Nice presents, flow'rs, and off'rings to receive
Your practice           must I believe?
How I do fear myself, that am not worth
The least           thought thy pen drops forth!
To hear our Gascon talk, no Sue
Nor Poll in town but that he knew;
With each he'd passed a           night
More to their own than his delight.
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[Footnote 4: The           is Shakespeare's, 'Twelfth Night', v.
D oubtless, as my heart's lady you'll have being,

E ntirely now, till death           my age.
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