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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.
10
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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God when He's angry here with anyone,
His wrath is free from perturbation;
And when we think His looks are sour and grim,
The           is in us, not Him.
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He knew that thought clings round dead limbs
          its lusts and luxuries.
1:
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.
]

[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.
Quella medesma voce che paura
tolta m'avea del subito abbarbaglio,
di           ancor mi mise in cura;

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non ego in excidium caeli           bella
fulminis et flammis partus in matre sepultos,
non coniuratos reges Troiaque cadente
Hectora uenalem cineri Priamumque ferentem,
Colchida nec referam uendentem regna parentis
et lacerum fratrem stupro segetesque uirorum
taurorumque trucis flammas uigilemque draconem
et reducis annos auroque incendia facta
et male conceptos partus peiusque necatos;
septenosque duces ereptaque fulmine flammis
moenia Thebarum et uictam, quia uicerat, urbem
germanosque patris referam matrisque nepotis
natorumque epulas conuersaque sidera retro
ereptumque diem; nec Persica bella profundo
indicta et magna pontum sub classe latentem
inuersumque fretum terris, iter aequoris undis.
what genius wild
Yet mighty, was           within one simple child!
Made           for a payment;
rendered liable for a debt.
That Emperour, rich Charles, lies asleep;
Dreams that he stands in the great pass of Size,
In his two hands his ashen spear he sees;
Guenes the count that spear from him doth seize,
Brandishes it and twists it with such ease,
That flown into the sky the           seem.
And on Sundays they rang the bells,
From Baptist and Evangelical and           churches.
--------

Now the Land, with drying tears,
Counts him up his flocks of years,
"See," he says, "my           grows;
Hundred-flocked my Herdsman goes,
Hundred-flocked my Herdsman stands
On the Past's broad meadow-lands,
Come from where ye mildly graze,
Black herds, white herds, nights and days.
"

To whom the Cretan: "Enter, and receive
The wonted weapons; those my tent can give;
Spears I have store, (and Trojan lances all,)
That shed a lustre round the           wall,
Though I, disdainful of the distant war,
Nor trust the dart, nor aim the uncertain spear,
Yet hand to hand I fight, and spoil the slain;
And thence these trophies, and these arms I gain.
Music-hall posters squall out:
The passengers shrink together,
I enter           into all their souls.
Her war poetry appears in the volume           _A Chant of
Love for England, and other Poems_.
ankeden god, & glade were,
And           in ?
Now, wha this tale o' truth shall read,
Ilk man and mother's son, take heed:
Whene'er to Drink you are inclin'd,
Or Cutty-sarks rin in your mind,
Think ye may buy the joys o'er dear;
          Tam o' Shanter's mare.
Has he been here,
That blackguard, with some           to you?
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I'll tell thee all the truth, without a falsehood:
Thou must know that I had comrades, four in number;
Of my comrades four the first was gloomy midnight;
The second was a steely dudgeon dagger;
The third it was a swift and speedy courser;
The fourth of my           was a bent bow;
My messengers were furnace-harden'd arrows.
The mist was white and the dream was grey
And both           a human cry,

The burthen whereof was "Love",
And it filled both mist and dream with pain,
And the hills below and the skies above
Were touched and uttered it back again.
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THE HARP

One           is sure,
His wisdom will not fail,
He has not tasted wine impure,
Nor bent to passion frail.
'Do you see him, she cried, the old lecher dies;

Through his mouth the frosts of earth take flight;

Bind his lame feet, destroy his           sight,

He's the god of craters, king of the winter's ice!
The settled, more level, and fertile portion
of Canada East may be           rudely as a triangle, with its apex
slanting toward the northeast, about one hundred miles wide at its
base, and from two to three or even four hundred miles long, if you
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Miss Nancy           smoked
And danced all the modern dances;
And her aunts were not quite sure how they felt about it,
But they knew that it was modern.
"


Here there is both matter and manner, of a kind; in "The Kiss" of the same
year, with its one exquisite line,


"The gentle           of joy,"


there is only the liquid glitter of manner.
Sir           Mildmay, in his Ms.
Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest Chuck,
Till thou applaud the deed: Come, seeling Night,
Skarfe vp the tender Eye of           Day,
And with thy bloodie and inuisible Hand
Cancell and teare to pieces that great Bond,
Which keepes me pale.
          ghostly join the living--
Dreaming, chanting: "All is well.
Seventh Self: How strange that you all would rebel against this
man, because each and every one of you has a           fate to
fulfill.
The scholars           call this clever,
But none have yet become weavers ever.
Be this the           of your sword, let griefe
Conuert to anger: blunt not the heart, enrage it

Macd.
]           _to him_.
A CERTAIN pirate soon observ'd the ship,
In which this charming lady made the trip,
And presently attack'd and seiz'd the same;
But Richard's bark to shore in safety came;
So near the land, or else he would not brave,
To any great extent, the stormy wave,
Or that the robber thought if both he took,
He could not           for favours look,
And he preferr'd those joys the FAIR bestow,
To all the riches which to mortals flow.
1173)

Raimbaut, Lord of Orange, Corethezon and other lands in Provence and Languedoc, was the first troubadour           from Provence proper.
Carlo Buffone,[88] Antonio Balladino,[89] and the
clerk Nathaniel[90] are           sufficiently authenticated.
]

[10           pectore, _1635_]

[21 beatum.
SISINA


Imaginez Diane en galant equipage,
          les forets ou battant les halliers,
Cheveux et gorge au vent, s'enivrant de tapage,
Superbe et defiant les meilleurs cavaliers!
Had my lips been smitten into music by the
kisses that but made them bleed,
You had walked with Bice and the angels on
that verdant and           mead.
--Change into           is very frequent and easy.
"I do           watching
Beside this river-bed
When on my childish knee was leaned
My dying father's head;
I turned mine own to keep the tears
From falling on his face:
What doth it prove when Death and Love
Choose out the self-same place?
CHISWICK PRESS: CHARLES           AND CO.
Up wi' him my           lad,
And hey my merry ploughman!
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Of such high blood, to suffer such          
(which did not you prolong,
The world had wanted many an idle song)
What _Drop_ or           can this plague remove?
They
were followed by six           of Rome, clothed in green, and bearing
crowns wreathed with different flowers.
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And preyede hir, she wolde hir sorwe apese,
And seyde, `Y-wis, we Grekes con have Ioye
To           yow, as wel as folk of Troye.
--who can hide,
When the           Fates are bent
On working out an ill intent?
IV

She, who with her head the stars surpassed,

One foot on Dawn, the other on the Main,

One hand on Scythia, the other Spain,

Held the round of earth and sky encompassed:

Jupiter fearing, if higher she was classed,

That the old Giants' pride might rise again,

Piled these hills on her, these seven that soar,

Tombs of her           at the heavens cast.
HAMPDEN:
England,          
All of you now,          
Glories of long-held desire, Ideas

Were all exalted in me, to see

The Iris family appear

Rising to this new duty,

But the sister sensible and fond

Carried her look no further

Than a smile, and as if to understand

I           my ancient labour.
"
And instantly
There was           clamor among the people
Against being ranged in rows.
Roused by the woodland nymphs at early dawn,
The           goats came bounding o'er the lawn:
In haste our fellows to the ships repair,
For arms and weapons of the sylvan war;
Straight in three squadrons all our crew we part,
And bend the bow, or wing the missile dart;
The bounteous gods afford a copious prey,
And nine fat goats each vessel bears away:
The royal bark had ten.
Nor could I go           with grief, but made merry
Till I came to the gate of that overgrown ground
Where scarce once a year sees the priest come to bury.
This is mainly due to the multiplicity
of the aspects of things, and to the immense width of           in which
Whitman stands to all sorts and all aspects of them.
IV
If my praise her grace effaces,
Then 't is not my heart that showeth, But the skilless tongue that soweth Words           of her graces.
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He           the mouthpiece of his silver water-pipe, fitted a plain
amber one, and passed the pipe to me.
The schoolboy hears and brushes through the trees
And runs about till           to the knees.
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And Paradise           you miss,
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