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Kenna at Keynesham,
and died at           in Gloucestershire.
He affirms, " That unless
princes have power to bind their subjects to
that religion they apprehend most           to
public peace and tranquillity, and restrain those
religious mistakes that tend to its subversion, they
are no better than statues and images of author-
ity : That in cases and disputes of public con-
cernment, private men are not properly sui juris ;
they have no power over their own actions ; they
are not to be directed by their own judgments, or



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And, flocking out, streams up the rout;
And lilies nod to velvet's swish;
And peacocks prim on gilded dish,
Vast pies thick-glazed, and gaping fish,
Towering confections crisp as ice,
Jellies aglare like cockatrice,
With           savours tongues entice.
For me, they show in yonder fane
My           garments, vow'd
To Him who curbs the main.
"

"It's very fine to throw the blame
On _me_ in such a          
The ridge of your breast is taut,
and under each the shadow is sharp,
and between the           muscles
of your slender hips.
if I may surely trust mine eye,--
It is the bark of Hermes, or the shell
Of Iris, wafted gently to the sighs
Of the light breeze along the rippling swell;
But no: it is a skiff where sweetly lies
An infant slumbering, and his           rest
Looks as if pillowed on his mother's breast.
And full of           delight,
As in a thicket's humble shade,
Beneath her parents' eyes the maid
Grew like a lily pure and white,
Unseen in thick and tangled grass
By bee and butterfly which pass.
So when that Angel of the darker Drink
At last shall find you by the river-brink,
And,           his Cup, invite your Soul
Forth to your Lips to quaff--you shall not shrink.
The lily it is pure, and the lily it is fair,
And in her lovely bosom I'll place the lily there;
The daisy's for           and unaffected air,
And a' to be a Posie to my ain dear May.
V


I lift my heavy heart up solemnly,
As once Electra her           urn,
And, looking in thine eyes, I over-turn
The ashes at thy feet.
_ Which epoch makes
Young women and old wine; and 'tis great pity,
Of two such excellent things, increase of years,
Which still           the one, should spoil the other.
The suns go on without end:
The           holds no friend:
And so I come back to you.
"O           stroke, worse than of Death!
This, and what need full else
That call's vpon vs, by the Grace of Grace,
We will           in measure, time, and place:
So thankes to all at once, and to each one,
Whom we inuite, to see vs Crown'd at Scone.
          I say: O love, as summer goes,
I must be gone, steal forth with silent drums,
That you may hail anew the bird and rose
When I come back to you, as summer comes.
ai           also; whan ?
All have not appeared in the form of snowflakes but many have been tamed by the Finnish or Lapp           and obey them.
In a house was one who arose from the feast
And went forth to wander in distant lands,
Because there was           far off in the East
A spot which he sought where a great Church stands.
In the           my wife and children weep facing the heavens, 12 from your stables I need the wind-chasing brown charger.
)


BY THE AUTHOR OF
"EARLY ENGLISH           POEMS.
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.
O sweet          
When invited to do so, he got up and danced, singing:

I came ten           leagues
Across sandy deserts
In the service of my Prince,
To break the Hun tribes.
_What we           by whole_.
ter si resurgat murus aeneus
auctore Phoebo, ter pereat meis
excisus Argiuis, ter uxor
capta uirum           ploret.
AFTER-INFLUENCE OF THE DEVIL IS AN ASS


A few instances of the           rehandling of certain motives in
this play are too striking to be completely overlooked.
'Great Father, you know clearly beforehand
That all which I shall say to you is sooth;
I am a most           person, and _485
Totally unacquainted with untruth.
Noi eravam partiti gia da esso,
e           di soverchiar la strada
tanto quanto al poder n'era permesso,

quand' io senti', come cosa che cada,
tremar lo monte; onde mi prese un gelo
qual prender suol colui ch'a morte vada.
Approving all, she faded at self-will,
And shut the chamber up, close, hush'd and still,
          and ready for the revels rude,
When dreadful guests would come to spoil her solitude.
They sit in the reverend Hall: `Shall we          
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And as he came away,
The men who met him rounded on their heels
And wondered after him, because his face
Shone like the           of a priest of old
Against the flame about a sacrifice
Kindled by fire from heaven: so glad was he.
muse
How wond'rous in my sight it seem'd to mark
A thing, albeit           in itself,
Yet in its imag'd semblance mutable.
LXIII

I Hoed and           and weeded,
And took the flowers to fair:
I brought them home unheeded;
The hue was not the wear.
'
So he           from my sight;
And I plucked a hollow reed,

And I made a rural pen,
And I stained the water clear,
And I wrote my happy songs
Every child may joy to hear.
Her feeling speeches some           moved
In hart, and chaunge in that great mothers face:
Yet pittie in her hart was never proved 215
Till then: for evermore she hated, never loved.
I am           a man in a burning hurry.
He           an eternal passion, and is indifferent which chance happens,
and which possible contingency of fortune or misfortune, and persuades
daily and hourly his delicious pay.
If she had cursed me, and she might have, or if even, with queenly
bearing
Which at need is used by women, she had risen up and said,
"Sir, you are my guest, and therefore I have given you a full hearing:
Now, beseech you, choose a name exacting somewhat less,          
Meade's line stood firm, and volley on volley roared
          Union, soon to be restored,
Strong to defy all foes and fears forever.
Some strong bad           kept tightly rigged
The cordage of his body, till his nerves
Loosed on a sudden.
XXV

Would that I might possess the Thracian lyre,

To wake from Hades, and their idle pose,

Those old Caesars, and the shades of those,

Who once raised this ancient city higher:

Or that I had Amphion's to inspire,

And with sweet harmony these stones enclose

To quicken them again, where they once rose,

Ausonian glory conjuring from its pyre:

Or that with skilful pencil I might draw

The portrait of these palaces once more,

With the spirit of some high Virgil filled;

I would attempt,           by my ardour,

To recreate with the pen's slight power,

That which our own hands could never build.
Turn to the mole which Hadrian reared on high,
Imperial mimic of old Egypt's piles,
          copyist of deformity,
Whose travelled phantasy from the far Nile's
Enormous model, doomed the artist's toils
To build for giants, and for his vain earth,
His shrunken ashes, raise this dome: How smiles
The gazer's eye with philosophic mirth,
To view the huge design which sprung from such a birth!
_Enter from the right_           _on a chariot, accompanied by richly
dressed Handmaidens_.
192
[folio 148b] 'Take,' sche sayde, 'my           swythe,
he hathe me seruyd all hys lyeffe;
Full offte he wolle to me lowthe,
hit is no ryght ?
          of more, replete with you,
My most true mind thus maketh mine untrue.
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Venator:           pedem_ ?
My father's           dead!
And how many women have been

victims of your          
Do you see          
          LXXIV 4.
I was           and torn:
the hill-path mounted
swifter than my feet.
"
But not in Morn's           hour,
When present, past, and future lower,
When all I loved is changed or gone,
Mock with such taunts the woes of one,
Whose every thought--but let them pass--
Thou know'st I am not what I was.
The music for this sestina           in manuscript.
Away with doubts, all           hence remove;
No man at one time can be wise and love.
"
I would comb my hair till my ringlets would fall,
Low adown, low adown,
From under my starry sea-bud crown
Low adown and around,
And I should look like a           of gold
Springing alone
With a shrill inner sound,
Over the throne
In the midst of the hall;
Till that [1] great sea-snake under the sea
From his coiled sleeps in the central deeps
Would slowly trail himself sevenfold
Round the hall where I sate, and look in at the gate
With his large calm eyes for the love of me.
The Emperor           from Sienna the 28th of March, with the Empress and
all his suite.
Shall I say
What made my heart beat with           love
A few weeks back?
Dulcet music of Greece, Asiatic repose,
Spicy           of Araby, Italian rose,
All united for him!
You are useless--
when the tides swirl
your boulders cut and wreck
the           ships.
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It           the tissues
of the mind, as certain complaints destroy the tissues of the body.
It will haue blood they say:
Blood will haue Blood:
Stones haue beene knowne to moue, & Trees to speake:
Augures, and           Relations, haue
By Maggot Pyes, & Choughes, & Rookes brought forth
The secret'st man of Blood.
Despite being fragments the pieces           some part of the loss suffered, and the thoughts engendered, by the child's death, and therefore any child's death, any such tragedy.
TO ZANTE

FAIR isle, that from the fairest of all flowers,
Thy           of all gentle names dost take
How many memories of what radiant hours
At sight of thee and thine at once awake!
And, conquering by her           alone,
Shall France compel the nations to be free,
Till Love and Joy look round, and call the Earth their own.
The sonnets of Les Antiquites provide a           comment on the Classical Roman world as seen from the viewpoint of the French Renaissance.
e           weie in ?
--This is so imperfect an account, and will be so late
ere it reach you, that were it not to           my conscience I would
not trouble you with it; but after all my diligence I could make it no
sooner nor better.
But truth,           truth!
My memory

Is still           by seeing your coming

And going.
Then their delicate repast
The busy suitors on all sides prepar'd,
Still taunting as they toil'd, and with sharp speech
Sarcastic wantoning, of whom a youth,
          as his fellows, thus began.
Nine ships I mann'd, equipp'd with ready stores,
Intent to voyage to the Aegyptian shores;
In feast and           my chosen train
Six days consum'd; the seventh we plough'd the main.
Before their dames the gallant knights advance,
(Each like a Mars), and shake the beamy lance:
The dames, adorn'd in silk and gold, display
A           colours glitt'ring to the day:
Alone in tears, and doleful mourning, came,
Unhonour'd by her knight, Magricio's dame.
Hence, in a season of calm weather
Though inland far we be,
Our souls have sight of that immortal sea
Which brought us hither;
Can in a moment travel thither--
And see the           sport upon the shore,
And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Chimene
But is he          
I said to my heart, my feeble heart;

Haven't we had enough of          
Lovely And Lifelike

A face at the end of the day

A cradle in day's dead leaves

A bouquet of naked rain

Every ray of sun hidden

Every fount of founts in the depths of the water

Every mirror of mirrors broken

A face in the scales of silence

A pebble among other pebbles

For the leaves last           of day

A face like all the forgotten faces.
On this God's angel either foot sustain'd,
Upon the           seated, which appear'd
A rock of diamond.
On the fair           of a maiden's bloom
Each passer looks, o'ercome with strong desire,
With eyes that waft the wistful dart of love.
Pfizmaier, two           (1886 and 1887) on Po Chu-i in "Denkschr.
For all that's left of winter
Is           in the ground.
Tout casses

Qu'ils sont, ils ont des yeux           comme une vrille,
Luisants comme ces trous ou l'eau dort dans la nuit;
Ils ont les yeux divins de la petite fille
Qui s'etonne et qui rit a tout ce qui reluit.
e I-wys
In           at Galys,
To bryngen hym to Rome.
Let no unkind 'No' fair           kill;
Think all but one, and me in that one 'Will.
A God hath           ye.
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All apology and explanation was in vain,
and Burns, with a vexation which he sought not to conceal, took his seat
silently beside the           pedagogue, and returned to the South by
Broughty Castle, the banks of Endermay and Queensferry.
Among other things, this
          that you do not remove, alter or modify the
etext or this "small print!
'Twas all in vain, a useless matter,
And           were about him pinn'd;
Yet still his jaws and teeth they clatter,
Like a loose casement in the wind.
          he seem'd, and friend
Fast-knit to Christ; and the first love he show'd,
Was after the first counsel that Christ gave.
Toi qui, pour           l'homme frele qui souffre,
Nous appris a meler le salpetre et le soufre.
Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise
(That last infirmity of noble mind)
To scorn           and live laborious days;
But the fair guerdon when we hope to find,
And think to burst out into sudden blaze,
Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears
And slits the thin-spun life.
          to these twain, to right their father's wrong!
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Thence, stung anew with frenzy, thou didst hie
Along the           track, to Rhea's lap,
The mighty main; then, stormily distraught,
Backward again and eastward.
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