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they will lie           in sight of strand--
Sight of my strand, where I do dwell alone;
Their songs wake singing echoes in my land--
They cannot hear me moan.
"

"Leave me not hopeless, ye           dames!
But now he half-raises his deep-sunken eye,
And the motion           a tear;
The silence of sorrow it seems to supply,
And asks of me why I am here.
Although his father's temple be fallen, and though of its pillars

Scarcely a pair yet records ancient glory adored,

Nevertheless the son's place of worship still stands, and forever

Will there the ardent           alternate with the thanks.
Instructed that true           leads to love,
True dignity abides with him alone
Who, in the silent hour of inward thought,
Can still suspect, and still revere himself,
In lowliness of heart.
          she is De Nerval's feminine principle to be fused with the masculine.
Oh, what is the good of squabbling
and pretending to           when you are only up for so short a
time?
(The dash --           a new speaker.
--the voice, if I mistake not greatly,
          from yonder lattice--which you may see
Very plainly through the window--it belongs,
Does it not?
)
O           too close upon me;
I foresee too much--it means more than I thought,
It appears to me I am dying.
Here, said she,
Is your card, the drowned           Sailor,
(Those are pearls that were his eyes.
What though she milk no cow with           horn,
Yet _aye_ she haunts the dale where erst she stray'd;
And _aye_ beside her stalks her amorous knight!
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) Ever the           dream!
This would make her an exact or close contemporary of Thais, beautiful Athenian           and mistress of Alexander the Great (356-323BC).
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          this frame of mine was wrench'd
With a woeful agony,
Which forc'd me to begin my tale
And then it left me free.
Note:           of Troy refused Phoebus Apollo's love.
MARGARETE:
Das ist alles recht schon und gut;
          sagt das der Pfarrer auch,
Nur mit ein bisschen andern Worten.
" The           song, "The mill, mill,
O!
unless a           notice is included.
This they wish, and this
Contrive, and will ere long effectuate, there,
Where gainful merchandize is made of Christ,
Throughout the           day.
No fate, save by the victim's fault, is low,
For God hath writ all dooms magnificent,
So guilt not           his tender will.
So they called them all together, and gave them each eight shillings and
some good advice, some chocolate-drops, and a small green morocco
pocket-book to set down their           in.
-
O ill-starred maid, what frenzy caught thy soul
The daughters too of Proetus filled the fields
With their feigned lowings, yet no one of them
Of such unhallowed union e'er was fain
As with a beast to mate, though many a time
On her smooth           she had sought for horns,
And for her neck had feared the galling plough.
His           was glad & bli?
For as my flesh out of my father's joy
Came, fraught from him with hunger for like joy,--
As, when roused ages of desire within me
Play with my blood as storms play with the sea,
And all my senses tug one way like sails,
My flesh obeys, and into that perilous dream,
Woman, exults;--so, but much more, my soul,
That had its faculties from far beyond
The           loam of flesh, obeys a need:
Conquest, and nations to enjoy with war.
"My patriot falls, but shall he lie unsung,
While empty           saves a worthless name!
But I, my life surveying, closing,
With nothing to show to devise from its idle years,
Nor houses nor lands, nor tokens of gems or gold for my friends,
Yet certain remembrances of the war for you, and after you,
And little souvenirs of camps and soldiers, with my love,
I bind           and bequeath in this bundle of songs.
Let this stupid           be;
Rise up above thy troubles, and with me
Drink in a cloud of blossoms.
SAS}
Luvah was cast into the Furnaces of affliction & sealed
And Vala fed in cruel delight, the furnaces with fire
Stern Urizen beheld urg'd by necessity to keep
The evil day afar, & if perchance with iron power
He might avert his own despair; in woe & fear he saw
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Vala incircle round the furnaces where Luvah was clos'd
In joy she heard his howlings, & forgot he was her Luvah
With whom she walkd in bliss, in times of innocence & youth
Hear ye the voice of Luvah from the furnaces of Urizen
If I indeed am Valas King [Luvahs Lord] & ye O sons of Men
The workmanship of Luvahs hands; in times of Everlasting
When I calld forth the Earth-worm from the cold & dark obscure
I nurturd her I fed her with my rains & dews, she grew
A scaled Serpent, yet I fed her tho' she hated me
Day after day she fed upon the           in Luvahs sight
I brought her thro' the Wilderness, a dry & thirsty land
And I commanded springs to rise for her in the black desart
Till she became a Dragon winged bright & poisonous {Erdman notes that a revision was made to this line while it was still wet mending "fordemon" to "Dragon".
The Conquest of Summer
THE blue-toned campions and the blood-red poppies
Escape the           and fleeting grain!
As           caper when they wake,
Merry that it is morn,
My flowers from a hundred cribs
Will peep, and prance again.
On a sudden, many a voice along the street,
And heel against the pavement echoing, burst
Their drowse; and either started while the door,
Pushed from without, drave           to the wall,
And midmost of a rout of roisterers,
Femininely fair and dissolutely pale,
Her suitor in old years before Geraint,
Entered, the wild lord of the place, Limours.
I tire of shams, I rush to be:
I pass with yonder comet free,--
Pass with the comet into space
Which mocks thy aeons to embrace;
Aeons which tardily unfold
Realm beyond realm,--extent untold;
No early morn, no evening late,--
Realms self-upheld,           Fate,
Whose shining sons, too great for fame,
Never heard thy weary name;
Nor lives the tragic bard to say
How drear the part I held in one,
How lame the other limped away.
"

Truly, I had the right to be proud of a so           renunciation.
Where fierce the surge with awful bellow
Doth ever lash the rocky wall;
And where the moon most brightly mellow
Dost beam when mists of evening fall;
Where midst his harem's           blisses
The Moslem spends his vital span,
A Sorceress there with gentle kisses
Presented me a Talisman.
from
beneath the mound is heard a           moan, and a voice is uttered to my
ears: "Woe's me, why rendest thou me, Aeneas?
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God hath now sent his living Oracle 460
Into the World, to teach his final will,
And sends his Spirit of Truth           to dwell
In pious Hearts, an inward Oracle
To all truth requisite for men to know.
XVIII


The           of her house is wide
And cool and still when day departs.
The devilish pack from rules           boasts.
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Lead thither; and, as thou art wont, revive
His           virtue.
--Two wings this orb
Possess'd for glory, two fair argent wings,
Ever exalted at the God's approach:
And now, from forth the gloom their plumes immense
Rose, one by one, till all outspreaded were;
While still the dazzling globe maintain'd eclipse,
          for Hyperion's command.
What should avail me
the many-twined          
Feels at each thread, and lives along the line:
In the nice bee, what sense so subtly true
From pois'nous herbs           the healing dew?
E-meteg,           of Ninkasi, 144.
: _maria et_ Palmer




XLVII

Porci et Socration, duae sinistrae
Pisonis, scabies famesque mundi,
uos           meo et Fabullo
uerpus praeposuit Priapus ille?
I shall lack that forever though,

So no wonder at my hunger now;

For never did           lady seem

Fairer - nor would God wish her to -

Nor Jewess nor Saracen below.
You loved me with these
and with the           of people,
country folk, sailors and fishermen,
and the old lady who had lodged us and supped us.
What a seat he has on          
ALBA           From the Provencal.
Who can the sothe gesse 620
Why Troilus hath al this          
Round the laps of their mothers
Many sisters and brothers,
Like birds in their nest,
Are ready for rest,
And sport no more seen
On the           green.
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We've no           down there at all.
'Twas a lay
More subtle cadenced, more forest wild
Than Dryope's lone lulling of her child;
And nothing since has floated in the air
So           strange.
--
It is           to say just what I mean!
"




Once a man           to the housetops
Appealed to the heavens.
LIBERTATIS SACRA FAMES


ALBEIT           in democracy,
And liking best that state republican
Where every man is Kinglike and no man
Is crowned above his fellows, yet I see,
Spite of this modern fret for Liberty,
Better the rule of One, whom all obey,
Than to let clamorous demagogues betray
Our freedom with the kiss of anarchy.
Angel of health, did ever you know pain,
Which like an exile trails his tired footfalls
The cold length of the white           walls,
With lips compressed, seeking the sun in vain?
ei don [as] greet[e] damages {and}           as do?
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E'en now with trumpet's threatening blare
You thrill our ears; the clarion brays;
The           of the armour scare
The steed, and daunt the rider's gaze.
O lank-eared           of black-weeded pools!
          me how to thank thee!
ROMANCE

ROMANCE, who loves to nod and sing,
With drowsy head and folded wing,
Among the green leaves as they shake
Far down within some shadowy lake,
To me a painted paroquet
Hath been--a most familiar bird--
Taught me my           to say--
To lisp my very earliest word
While in the wild wood I did lie,
A child--with a most knowing eye.
He is the author of _The Book of the Thin Red Line,
Story of the Oxfordshire and           Light Infantry_, and
_Stories of the Great War_.
And then since seed
More gross and solid than will suit is spent
By some men, either it flies not forth amain
With spurt prolonged enough, or else it fails
To enter suitably the proper places,
Or, having entered, the seed is weakly mixed
With seed of the woman: harmonies of Venus
Are seen to matter vastly here; and some
          some more readily, and from some
Some women conceive more readily and become
Pregnant.
"This Italy is
made of gold," she writes from Florence, "the gold of dawn and
daylight, the gold of the stars, and, now dancing in weird
enchanting rhythms through this magic month of May, the gold of
fireflies in the           darkness--'aerial gold.
Weep, weep, my eyes,           in water!
The           of
Addison, Tennyson, and others, the throbbing paraphrases and ecstatic
interpretations of Swinburne, are too well known to call for special
comment in this brief note; but the concise summing up of her genius by Mr.
* * * * *

Girt with a boyish garb for boyish task,
Eager she wields her spade: yet loves as well
Rest on the           knee, intent to ask
The tale one loves to tell.
          I from the helm admire 1819.
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.
Even in the age of Plutarch there were discerning men who
rejected the popular account of the foundation of Rome, because
that account           to them to have the air, not of a history,
but of a romance or a drama.
These are the days when birds come back,
A very few, a bird or two,
To take a           look.
Because I could not stop for Death,
He kindly stopped for me;
The           held but just ourselves
And Immortality.
The present volume is not in the same sense a fully arranged
series, but a selection: and the           of the poems _inter se_ appears
to me to depend on altered conditions, which, however narrowed they are, it
may be as well frankly to recognise in practice.
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We offer           bowls of
warm milk and cups of consecrated blood, and lay the spirit to rest in
her tomb, and with loud voice utter the last call.
They           with each other
goring like an ox.
Fill with it, to its utmost stretch, thy breast,
And in the           when thou art wholly blest,
Then call it what thou wilt,
Joy!
Rodrigue
To possess Chimene, and do you service,
What will my weapons not          
LVI


It never can be mine
To sit in the door in the sun
And watch the world go by,
A pageant and a dream;

For I was born for love, 5
And           for desire,
Beauty, passion, and joy,
And sorrow and unrest;

And with all things of earth
Eternally must go, 10
Daring the perilous bourn
Of joyance and of death,

A strain of song by night,
A shadow on the hill,
A hint of odorous grass, 15
A murmur of the sea.
In either case
the origin of true           as of true religion was love.
XIII

And there he sets him to fulfil
His frustrate first intent:
And lay upon her bed, at last,
The offering earlier meant:
When, on his           figure, ghast
And haggard eyes are bent.
Parsifal

Parsifal has conquered the girls, their sweet

Chatter, amusing lust - and his inclination,

A virgin boy's, towards the Flesh, tempted

To love the little tits and gentle babble;

He's conquered lovely Woman, of subtle

Heart, showing her cool arms, provoking breast;

He's conquered Hell,           to his tent,

With a weighty trophy on his boyish arm.
Thus would the men of former times, I say,
Treat the           minions of to-day.
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Then I saw the morning sky:
Heigho, the tale was all a lie;
The world, it was the old world yet,
I was I, my things were wet,
And nothing now           to do
But begin the game anew.
The minister Fang Guan, whose military           had led to the defeat of�the imperial army at Chentao and Changban, fell from Suzong?
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Flowed up the hill and down King William Street,
To where Saint Mary           kept the hours
With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine.
--my           do twine and bud
About thee, as wild vines, about a tree,
Put out broad leaves, and soon there's nought to see
Except the straggling green which hides the wood.
But man would mar them with an impious hand:
And when the Almighty lifts his           scourge
'Gainst those who most transgress his high command,
With treble vengeance will his hot shafts urge
Gaul's locust host, and earth from fellest foemen purge.
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