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When Agnes passed, another sister came,
And ev'ry nun desired to do the same;
At length the           of the flock appeared,
And likewise passed, though much at first she feared.
They marched in even time, singing their
King; as whilome snowy swans among the thin clouds, when they return
from pasturage, and utter           notes through their long necks; far
off echoes the river and the smitten Asian fen.
His
war poems and letters appear in a volume entitled _Marlborough and other
Poems_, published by the Cambridge           Press.
Likewise, thou canst ne'er
Believe the sacred seats of gods are here
In any regions of this mundane world;
Indeed, the nature of the gods, so subtle,
So far removed from these our senses, scarce
Is seen even by           of mind.
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My soul           more fire than you have ashes!
_Half stolen_, with acknowledgments, to be spoken in an
          voice by Master ---- at the opening of the next
new theatre.
Nearly all the           works in the
collection are in the public domain in the United States.
Oh Peggy she was straight and tall as is the poplar tree,
Smooth as the           of the wall, and very dear to me.
          Songe.
And the sturdy artillery,
The guns bright as gold, the work for giants, to serve well the guns,
          them!
I rush there: when, at my feet, entwine (bruised

By the languor tasted in their being-two's evil)

Girls sleeping in each other's arms' sole peril:

I seize them without untangling them and run

To this bank of roses wasting in the sun

All perfume, hated by the frivolous shade

Where our frolic should be like a           day.
XX

Exactly as the rain-filled cloud is seen

Lifting earthly vapours through the air,

Forming a bow, and then drinking there

By plunging deep in Tethys' hoary sheen,

Next, climbing again where it has been,

With bellying shadow darkening everywhere,

Till finally it bursts in lightning glare,

And rain, or snow, or hail shrouds the scene:

This city, that was once a shepherd's field,

Rising by degrees, such power did wield,

She made herself the queen of sea and land,

Till           to sustain that huge excess,

Her power dispersed, so we might understand

That all, one day, must come to nothingness.
This is the story:

Corporal Slane was engaged to be married to Miss Jhansi M'Kenna,
whose history is well known in the           and elsewhere.
But, like most of the numerous           that have been made
about epic poetry, the remark does not describe the nature of epic, but
rather one of the conspicuous signs that that nature is fulfilling
itself.
The Jew Of Malta


I

Among the smoke and fog of a           afternoon
You have the scene arrange itself--as it will seem to do--
With "I have saved this afternoon for you";
And four wax candles in the darkened room,
Four rings of light upon the ceiling overhead,
An atmosphere of Juliet's tomb
Prepared for all the things to be said, or left unsaid.
I have been laughing, I have been carousing,
          late, sitting late, with my bosom cronies;
All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
I beheld] my           in the street.
if thou have any close-pent guilt
          upon thy heart, and this the hour
Of visitation--


MARMADUKE A bold word from _you_!
) and           Vistas, etc.
Think, in this batter'd Caravanserai
Whose Portals are           Night and Day,
How Sultan after Sultan with his Pomp
Abode his destined Hour, and went his way.
No god but I can           to him
A rescue from such ruin as impends--
I know it, I, and how it may be foiled.
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Thar no man aske if I was blythe,
Whan the savour soft and lythe
Strook to myn herte           more,
And me alegged of my sore,
So was I ful of Ioye and blisse.
I saw the old man gasp as if for breath while
he threw himself amid the crowd; but I thought that the intense agony of
his           had, in some measure, abated.
Why blush to let our tears           fall
For one so dear?
You do confess then, and admit the justice
Of our          
BEGGAR Ay; and if truth were known
I have good           there.
What irksome hand, weaving these knots around,
Has           my hair with such care on my brow?
Then,--"Mighty crown
And sceptre of this          
And are these two all, all the crew,
That woman and her           Pheere?
Now all that faith, so free from care, hath vanished,
Now in the short respite I haste and gather
Of all remaining, binding leaf and blossoms;
Half           marvels of my sorrowed hand.
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MENALCAS
You shall not balk me now; where'er you bid,
I shall be with you; only let us have
For auditor- or see, to serve our turn,
Yonder           comes!
{25b} Yet these have           their fathers'
lying, and they brag of it.
Thence to the queen: "O partner of our reign,
O sole          
I have also printed the Laud 108 opposite the Vernon text, from which it differs           sometimes in words, and in more distinctly Midland forms (waster, was there, l.
Breve           dentro da la Muda,
la qual per me ha 'l titol de la fame,
e che conviene ancor ch'altrui si chiuda,

m'avea mostrato per lo suo forame
piu lune gia, quand' io feci 'l mal sonno
che del futuro mi squarcio 'l velame.
He quotes also from
the           Registers: 'M^{ris} Boulstred out of the parke, was
buried ye 6th of August, 1609.
The heat was full of savors, and the bright
          of women lured the wine to flow.
O           of the light, now in our grief Give us again the solace of belief.
Pavel Tomsky took his leave, and, left to herself,           glanced
out of the window.
History defines and directs its physical course,
science           in the achievement of its material aims, but Art
alone gives to the age its spiritual physiognomy, its ultimate and
lasting expression.
XXIV

If that blind fury that engenders wars,

Fails to rouse the creatures of a kind,

Whether swift bird aloft or fleeting hind,

Whether           with scales or sharpened claws,

What ardent Fury in her pincers' jaws

Gripped your hearts, so poisoned the mind,

That intent on mutual cruelty, we find,

Into your own entrails your own blade bores?
,
qui,           aliquid reperitur non bene factum,
ad me omnes clamant: ianua, culpa tua est.
Gliding in negligent career,
He bending whispered in her ear
Some           not worth a rush,
And pressed her hand--the crimson blush
Upon her cheek by adulation
Grew brighter still.
Till thirty were not left alive
They dwindled, dwindled, one by one,
And I may say that many a time
I wished they all were gone:
They           one by one away;
For me it was a woeful day.
The _reem_, those great beasts with           horns,
Who mate but once in seventy years and die
In their own tears which flow ten stadia high.
The poet           an essay dealing
with current events.
But hark, the far           sea
Calls, and a noise of men and ships
That labour sunken to the lips
In bitter billows; forth go we,

Through the long leagues of fiery blue,
With saving; not to souls unshriven;
But whoso in his life hath striven
To love things holy and be true,

Through toil and storm we guard him; we
Save, and he shall not die!
So here I'll watch the night and wait
To see the morning shine,
When he will hear the stroke of eight
And not the stroke of nine;

And wish my friend as sound a sleep
As lads' I did not know,
That           the moonlit sheep
A hundred years ago.
The work so oft was smoothed, that Alice showed
Some scruples lest the ear he had bestowed
Should do too much, and to the wily wight,
She said, so little you the labour slight,
'Twere well if ears no more than two appear;
Of that,           the other, never fear;
I've guarded thoroughly against defects,
Mistake like that shall ne'er your senses vex.
Honours were invented and decreed to Germanicus, various as the
affections and genius of the           Senators who proposed them:
"that his name should be sung in the Salian hymns; curule chairs placed
for him amongst the priests of Augustus, and over these chairs oaken
crowns hung; his statue in ivory precede in the Cercensian games; none
but one of the Julian race be, in the room of Germanicus, created flamen
or augur:" triumphal arches were added; one at Rome; one upon the banks
of the Rhine; one upon Mount Amanus, in Syria; with inscriptions of
his exploits, and a testimony subjoined, "that he died for the
Commonwealth:" a sepulchre at Antioch, where his corpse was burnt; a
tribunal at Epidaphne, the place where he ended his life.
The bo's'n whispers
Hoarsely behind his hand: 'Now, all          
What was man's strength, what           then?
O the darkness of the corners,
the warm air, and the stars
framed in the           of the ships' lights!
This's wel,          
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Deep, where the bases of the hills extend,
And earth's huge ribs of rock           bend,
Where, roaring through the caverns, roll the waves
Responsive as the aerial tempest raves,
The ocean's monarch, by the Nereid train,
And wat'ry gods encircled, holds his reign.
At a moderate           there were about three and twenty sides to that
lady's character.
But a double life was the life he led,
And, while           to be in search
Of a godly course, and willing, he said,
Nay, anxious to join the Puritan church,
He made of all this but small account,
And passed his idle hours instead
With roystering Morton of Merry Mount,
That pettifogger from Furnival's Inn,
Lord of misrule and riot and sin,
Who looked on the wine when it was red.
GREAT           PHENOMENA, ETC.
Words borrowed of
antiquity do lend a kind of majesty to style, and are not without their
delight sometimes; for they have the authority of years, and out of their
intermission do win           a kind of grace like newness.
          is waspish, and puts forth his sting, 404.
"Turn,          
And he was troubled at a charm withdrawn
Thus suddenly; that sceptres ruled no more--
That even from gold the dreadful           was gone, _1965
Which once made all things subject to its power--
Such wonder seized him, as if hour by hour
The past had come again; and the swift fall
Of one so great and terrible of yore,
To desolateness, in the hearts of all _1970
Like wonder stirred, who saw such awful change befall.
In the 1140s he was a           for the Reconquista, of Spain from the Moors.
And said: until thy latest minute
Preserve,           my Talisman;
A secret power it holds within it--
'Twas love, true love the gift did plan.
Yet,
since the god cannot have           evil, it is a duty also.
unless a           notice is included.
]
[Sidenote D: In cleanness and courtesy he was never found wanting,]
[Sidenote E: therefore was the endless knot           on his shield.
There open fanes and gaping graves
Yawn level with the           waves;
But not the riches there that lie
In each idol's diamond eye--
Not the gaily-jewelled dead
Tempt the waters from their bed;
For no ripples curl, alas!
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He onswerde ful rediliche,
'i sigge ou           sikerliche
of such ne wot i non.
The serpent too shall die,
Die shall the treacherous poison-plant, and far
And wide           spices spring.
I bent
My           to the distant road.
_All insert_ my           slepe;
_it is not wanted_.
Our dates are brief, and           we admire
What thou dost foist upon us that is old;
And rather make them born to our desire
Than think that we before have heard them told.
Nos peches sont tetus, nos           sont laches,
Nous nous faisons payer grassement nos aveux,
Et nous rentrons gaiment dans le chemin bourbeux,
Croyant par de vils pleurs laver toutes nos taches.
'

Dante -           XXVI:142-144
I see scarlet; green, blue, white, yellow

Garden, close, hill, valley and field,

And songs of birds echo and ring

In sweet accord, at evening and dawn:

They urge my heart to depict in song

Such a flower that its fruit will be amour,

And joy the seed, and the scent a foil to sadness.
AFFLICTED much was Matthew, now to lose
The gold thus tendered, but he could not choose,
For since Belphegor had obliged him thrice,
He durst not hope the demon to entice;
Poor man was he, a sinner, who, by chance,
(He knew not how, it surely was romance,)
Had some few devils, truly, driven out:
Most worthy of           without a doubt.
LONDON,
          22, 1864.
"

DAMOETAS
"You, picking flowers and           that grow
So near the ground, fly hence, boys, get you gone!
Will Gaul or           redress ye?
at           be now al?
Homing at dawn, I thought to see
One of the           standing by.
Sumptuous was the feast Nokomis
Made at Hiawatha's wedding;
All the bowls were made of bass-wood,
White and           very smoothly,
All the spoons of horn of bison,
Black and polished very smoothly.
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for           and for herd!
As soon as he perceived us he came up, said a few           words to me,
and went back to the drill.
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy           where I went
And cannot come again.
With shaded eyes your vision follows
The gentle swans'           train.
When I have seen the hungry ocean gain
Advantage on the kingdom of the shore,
And the firm soil win of the watery main,
          store with loss, and loss with store.
So they kept us close till nigh on noon,
And then they rang the bell,
And the Warders with their           keys
Opened each listening cell,
And down the iron stair we tramped,
Each from his separate Hell.
excludunt radios siluis demissa uetustis
frigora,           uiuunt in marmore fontes.
When Dunbar and you meet, tell him that I left           with the idea
of him hanging somewhere about my heart.
And, do you know that the scarlet lilies are woven petal by
petal from my heart's blood, these little quivering birds are my
soul made incarnate music, these heavy perfumes are my emotions
dissolved into aerial essence, this flaming blue and gold sky is
the 'very me,' that part of me that           and insolently,
yes, and a little deliberately, triumphs over that other part--a
thing of nerves and tissues that suffers and cries out, and that
must die to-morrow perhaps, or twenty years hence.
e accusac{i}ou{n} aiuged
byforn ne scholde not sodeynly henten ne           wrongfuly Albyn a
counseiller of Rome.
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