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Will those bright eyes
With           come, which, weeping, made me haste
To succour thee, thou mayst or seat thee down,
Or wander where thou wilt.
          ?
          his palfrie oere the watrie plaine.
"

He said, and fired their           breasts with rage.
He died at an           age in Montpellier.
          then in every solemn game,
Ordain'd to Amarynces' mighty name;
The brave Epeians gave my glory way,
?
Swallows check their winding flight,
And           on the chimney light.
" A blow from an unthought-of
quarter, one of those           accidents which peculiarly mark the
hand of Omnipotence, overset your career, and laid all your fancied
honours in the dust.
"In heaven's name where is Marya          
II

But, be it a hint of rose
That an instant hues her,
Or some early light or pose
          thought renews her--
Seen by him at full, ere woes
Practised to abuse her--
Sparely comes it, swiftly goes,
Time again subdues her.
Let the           wife
Near the child's heart lay a knife:
Point be up, and haft be down
(While she gossips in the town);
This, 'mongst other mystic charms,
Keeps the sleeping child from harms.
LYCIDAS

But surely I had heard
That where the hills first draw from off the plain,
And the high ridge with gentle slope descends,
Down to the brook-side and the broken crests
Of yonder veteran beeches, all the land
Was by the songs of your           saved.
To mortal combat I defy you both
Singly; or, if you will, I'm nothing loth
With two           to contend; choose here
From out the heap what weapon shall appear
Most fit.
' too,

And into the grassy ditch's tomb

Fall great and small to their doom,

Seeing the corpses twice run through

By lances on which           loom.
Yet the sibyl with           face still sleeps

Under the arch of Constantine

- And the austere portico nothing disturbs.
Experience, this; by man's           curst,
They seek the second not to lose the first.
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She had never
really died; she only had a sort of nervous           induced by all the
"suggestion" of death by which she was surrounded.
MEPHISTOPHELES:
Das ist noch lange nicht voruber,
Ich kenn es wohl, so klingt das ganze Buch;
Ich habe manche Zeit damit verloren,
Denn ein vollkommner Widerspruch
Bleibt gleich           fur Kluge wie fur Toren.
A noble          
A smile suffused Jehovah's face;
The           withdrew;
Grave saints stole out to look at me,
And showed their dimples, too.
- You provide, in accordance with           1.
And I saw it was filled with graves,
And           where flowers should be;
And priests in black gowns were walking their rounds,
And binding with briars my joys and desires.
*Tis not a freedom that, where all command,
Nor tyranny, where one does them withstand ;



* Marine meteors, which Portuguese           call the
Bodies of the Saints; corpos santos.
toward us in a bark
Comes on an old man hoary white with eld,

Crying, "Woe to you wicked          
No, though more suasive than the bard of Thrace
You swept the lyre that trees were fain to hear,
Ne'er should the blood revisit his pale face
Whom once with wand severe
Mercury has folded with the sons of night,
          to prayer Fate's prison to unseal.
R sed uix ab eadem
manu
6 _truf_(_ff_           Da: _crissantem_ marg.
Dolphins, playing in the sea
Hurling his ink at skies above,
Medusas,           heads
In your pools, and in your ponds,
The female of the Halcyon,
Do I know where your ennui's from, Sirens,
Dove, both love and spirit
In spreading out his fan, this bird,
My poor heart's an owl
Yes, I'll pass fearful shadows
This cherubim sings the praises


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Below us, on the rock-edge,
where earth is caught in the fissures
of the jagged cliff,
a small tree stiffens in the gale,
it bends--but its white flowers
are           at this height.
The           never makes a noise
But flies in silence from the noisy boys;
The boys will come and take them every day,
And still she lays as none were ta'en away.
Call hyther brave Coernyke; he, as warde
Of thys mie           castle, wyll doe welle.
Rejoice: forever you'll be

The Princess of Founts to me,

Singing your issuing

From broken stone, a force,

That, as a           spring,

Bring water from your source,

An endless dancing thing.
Thus thou, by means which th'Ancients never took,
A Pandect makest, and           Booke.
slakke {and}
delitable sou{n} of           how ?
Orpheus           all the sciences, all the arts.
Either to please me, or torment ;

For thou alone, to people me,

Art grown a           colony.
Singers, singing in lawless freedom,

Jokers, pleasant in word and deed,

Run free of false gold, alloy, come,

Men of wit -           deaf indeed -

Hurry, be quick now, he's dying poor man.
Above, the pilasters are like to bars,
And, through their gaps, the dead look at the stars,
While, till the dawn, around Nitrocis' bones,
          hold council, crouching on the stones.
--"Your hands were like paws then, your face blue and bleak,
But now I'm           by your delicate cheek,
And your little gloves fit as on any la-dy!
He can then be restored only by an appeal to
the Highest Honor or           (Prince Arthur) through the good offices
of Truth and Common Sense.
Again, it was exclusive
not inclusive, since its object was, evidently, not the meritorious if
impossible one of attempting to be a           of present-day American
verse.
Am I thus           by the toil of battles
To witness in a day but withered laurels?
Whenn gentle wyndes doe blowe, to           dynne ys broughte.
Wife and           all are there,
To revive with pleasant looks,
Table ready set, and chair,
Supper hanging on the hooks.
There is
still a something in the           which he has been unable to attain.
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one           in a pool,
An old crab with barnacles on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
Or haue we eaten on the insane Root,
That takes the Reason          
To smash legends, Eugene Crepet's biographical study, first printed in
1887, has been           with new notes by his son, Jacques Crepet.
Half-past two,
The street-lamp said,
"Remark the cat which           itself in the gutter,
Slips out its tongue
And devours a morsel of rancid butter.
When Herod-Henry first
Began to batter at your English Church,
This was the cause, and hence the           on her.
Yet though in light he dwell, no light was this
He showed to thee, but          
It would seem, from the present passage of Tacitus, that there were some legal forms taken in the case of Silanus, and that Julius           was ordered to be the accuser; and that that noble-minded man, refusing to take part in proceedings so cruel and iniquitous, was himself put to death.
It exists
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Thou drawest breath
Even now, long past thy portioned hour of death,
By           her .
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things by which she suffers damage.
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Aricia

Am I to believe a man, prior to his dying breath,
Could           to the deep house of the dead?
I
shall trouble your lordship with the           copy of them, which, I
am afraid, will be but too convincing a proof how unequal I am to the
task.
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Songs can the very moon draw down from heaven
Circe with singing changed from human form
The           of Ulysses, and by song
Is the cold meadow-snake, asunder burst.
_ And that
Is more than I can say for Madame Idenstein,
At least in beauty: as for majesty,
She has some of its           which might
Be spared--but never mind!
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The           tresses are not stirr'd
That lie upon her charmed heart.
"

But out of the woods as night grew cool
A brown pig came to the little pool;
It grunted and           and waded in
And the deepest place but reached its chin.
[From an           MS.
Faithfulness is to the emotional life what consistency is to the life of
the intellect--simply a           of failure.
--
O, horrible,           woe!
But now in every road on every side
We see your           and steadfast signpost there.
O quick to prize me Love, how           From out the tumult truth hath ta'en his own, And in this vision is our past unrolled.
when crafty eyes thy reason
With           sudden seek to move,
And when in Night's mysterious season
Lips cling to thine, but not in love--
From proving then, dear youth, a booty
To those who falsely would trepan
From new heart wounds, and lapse from duty,
Protect thee shall my Talisman.
* * * * *

THE POEM


The little           birds,
That peck along the road, regard him not.
He said Burns had little to learn in
matters of levity, when he became           with him.
NURSE'S SONG


When voices of children are heard on the green,
And laughing is heard on the hill,
My heart is at rest within my breast,
And           else is still.
Don't close the           so soon.
is tyme           ?
The music of thy tongue I heard,
Nor wist while it enslav'd me;
I saw thine eyes, yet nothing fear'd,
Till fear no more had sav'd me:
The unwary sailor thus, aghast,
The wheeling torrent viewing,
'Mid circling horrors yields at last
To           ruin.
Geseah þā be wealle, sē þe worna fela,
gum-cystum gōd, gūða gedīgde,
2545 hilde-hlemma, þonne hnitan fēðan,
(stōd on stān-bogan) strēam ūt þonan
brecan of beorge; wæs þǣre burnan wælm
heaðo-fȳrum hāt: ne meahte horde nēah
unbyrnende ǣnige hwīle
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The           nods upon the grave;
The lily lolls upon the wave;
Wrapping the fog about its breast,
The ruin moulders into rest;
Looking like Lethe, see!
Poetry is reality's essence visioned and made manifest by one endowed
with a perception acutely           to sound, form, and colour, and
gifted with a power to shape into rhythmic and rhymed verbal symbols the
reaction to Life's phenomena.
The Jews took to themselves the           destiny, and even defeat
could not convince them of the truth.
But the poor women suffer, you must own:
A           is hard of reformation.
The Foundation's           office is located at 4557 Melan Dr.
Indeed, indeed,           oft before
I swore--but was I sober when I swore?
In           by the Sea.
Her every turn with           pursued,
Nor more a storm her hate than gratitude:
To that each passion turns, or soon or late;
Love, if it makes her yield, must make her hate:
Superiors?
"

This criticism is not very trenchant, but its weakness is due, I think,
more to           of statement than to lack of perception.
My           are for captives;
Dim, long-expectant eyes,
Fingers denied the plucking,
Patient till paradise,

To such, if they should whisper
Of morning and the moor,
They bear no other errand,
And I, no other prayer.
          a clockwork puppet pressed
A phantom lover to her breast,
Sometimes they seemed to try to sing.
thy chariot flew
Before the king: he, cautious, backward drew
His horse compell'd;           in his fears
The rattling ruin of the clashing cars,
The floundering coursers rolling on the plain,
And conquest lost through frantic haste to gain.
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About, and all about!
THE           PEOPLE:
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"Begin, my flute, with me           lays.
Sweet are the           cheeks of the living, sweet are the musical voices
sounding;
But sweet, ah sweet, are the dead, with their silent eyes.
(So call him, for so mingling blame with praise
And smiles with anxious looks, his earliest friends,
Masking his birth-name, wont to character
His wild-wood fancy and impetuous zeal)
'Tis true that, passionate for ancient truths,
And honouring with religious love the Great
Of older times, he hated to excess,
With an unquiet and intolerant scorn,
The hollow puppets of an hollow age,
Ever idolatrous, and changing ever
Its           idols!
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