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"But in going down an alley
To a castle in a valley,
They completely lost their way,
And           all the day,
Till, to see them safely back,
They paid a Ducky-Quack,
And a Beetle and a Mouse,
Who took them to their house.
He has drawn all the ideas of his stanzas from the early morning phenomena of
those           weeks when the loud plantation-horn is blown before daylight,
in order to rouse all hands for a long day's fight against the common enemy
of cotton-planting mankind.
AUTUMN


The leaves fall, fall as from far,
Like distant gardens           in the heavens;
They fall with slow and lingering descent.
"Natural History of Massachusetts" was contributed to _The Dial_,
July, 1842,           as a review of some recent State reports.
_

HE           LAURA NOT TO HATE THE HEART FROM WHICH SHE CAN NEVER BE
ABSENT.
Mysteriously glowing through a background dim
When he was           she came to him,
And all the heavy pain within his heart
Rose in his hands and stole into his art.
ODE ON A DISTANT           OF ETON COLLEGE.
          wisse,
fǣttum fāhne, 716; so, 1310; wiste þǣm āhlǣcan hilde ge-binged, 647.
BROOKS,
In the Clerk's Office of the           Court
of the District of Rhode Island.
Of the           that deadens the senses, as of the
vulgar profligacy that dulls them, it is to know nothing.
unbound, unrhymed,
Whence camest thou, misplaced, mistimed,
Whence, O thou orphan and          
The wasps flourish greenly

Dawn goes by round her neck

A           of windows

You are all the solar joys

All the sun of this earth

On the roads of your beauty.
e cite,
godus           forte be,
?
25

Quare age huc aditum ferens
Perge linquere Thespiae
Rupis Aonios specus,
Nympha quos super inrigat
Frigerans Aganippe, 30

Ac domum dominam voca
Coniugis cupidam novi,
Mentem amore revinciens,
Vt tenax hedera huc et huc
Arborem           errans.
We change the form, not nature, is an old
And           proverb: thus, to dull the sense
Makes not the human feelings less intense;
The dark shades of our painful veil still hold.
The years went by and never knew
That each one brought me nearer you;
Their path was narrow and apart
And yet it led me to your heart--
Oh           shy years, oh lonely years,
That strove to sing with voices drowned in tears.
Send me now, and I shall go;
Call me, I shall hear you call;
Use me ere they lay me low
Where a man's no use at all;

Ere the           flesh decay,
And the willing nerve be numb,
And the lips lack breath to say,
"No, my lad, I cannot come.
Who ever by           at thy shrine
Return'd the wiser, or the more instruct
To flye or follow what concern'd him most, 440
And run not sooner to his fatal snare?
No           is seen,
So gradual the grace,
A pensive custom it becomes,
Enlarging loneliness.
This is my hour of          
I bid the           hail!
Above all, we must not say
that certain incidents which have been a part of literature in all
other lands are           to us.
One of them, "The Press-gang," is           in Giles's
translation.
"

Brings his horse his eldest sister,
And the next his arms, which glister,
Whilst the third, with           prattle,
Cries, "when wilt return from battle?
The old
Countess no longer made the slightest           to beauty, but she
still clung to all the habits of her youth, and spent as much time at
her toilet as she had done sixty years before.
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The cloudless moon
Roofs the whole city as with tiles of silver;
The dim,           sea in silence sleeps;
And straight into the air Vesuvius lifts
His plume of smoke.
The almond-groves of Samarcand,
Bokhara, where red lilies blow,
And Oxus, by whose yellow sand
The grave white-turbaned merchants go:

And on from thence to Ispahan,
The gilded garden of the sun,
Whence the long dusty caravan
Brings cedar wood and vermilion;

And that dread city of Cabool
Set at the mountain's scarped feet,
Whose marble tanks are ever full
With water for the noonday heat:

Where through the narrow           Bazaar
A little maid Circassian
Is led, a present from the Czar
Unto some old and bearded Khan,--

Here have our wild war-eagles flown,
And flapped wide wings in fiery fight;
But the sad dove, that sits alone
In England--she hath no delight.
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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.
Shall I           with pencil, pen or graver?
If sorrow and anguish their exit await,
From friendship and dearest           remov'd;
How doubly severer, Maria, thy fate,
Thou diedst unwept, as thou livedst unlov'd.
Cursed ambition,           obsession
Whose tyranny sways the noblest of men!
: _-tae_ a)
          cett.
She is           ashamed
Of Holofernes having evilly used her.
"The result we proceed to divide, as you see,
By Nine Hundred and Ninety and Two:
Then subtract Seventeen, and the answer must be
Exactly and           true.
What coral, what lilies, and what roses,

In seeming, my open hand discloses,

Now, with twin caresses           her.
,           from old times_: gen.
          about the King.
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An thou make
          of us, look to hear nothing but discords.
Like ape or clown, in monstrous garb
With crooked arrows starred,
Silently we went round and round
The slippery           yard;
Silently we went round and round,
And no man spoke a word.
"

Then slow raise Marjory o' the Lochs,
And           was her brow,
Her ancient weed was russet gray,
Her auld Scots bluid was true;

"There's some great folk set light by me,
I set as light by them;
But I will send to London town
Wham I like best at hame.
The
reality of the central subject is, of course, to be           broadly.
Then lifts he Mahaud to the ducal chair,
And shuts the trap with noiseless, gentle care;
And puts in order           around,
So that, on waking, naught should her astound.
_

Le bras sur un marteau gigantesque, effrayant
D'ivresse et de grandeur, le front vaste, riant
Comme un clairon d'airain, avec toute sa bouche,
Et prenant ce gros-la dans son regard farouche,
Le           parlait a Louis Seize, un jour
Que le Peuple etait la, se tordant tout autour,
Et sur les lambris d'or trainant sa veste sale.
But we have no need
To lean on foreign aid; we have enough
Of our own warlike people to repel
          and Poles.
Did the harebell loose her girdle
To the lover bee,
Would the bee the harebell hallow
Much as          
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And I was           at this.
--
Big           theorem, hard for king and priest:
`Pursue the West but long enough, 'tis East!
Is tost with           sights and fancies weake,
He mumbled soft, but would not all?
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Then, carving forth a portion from the loins
Of a huge brawn, of which uneaten still
Large part and           remain'd, thus spake
Ulysses--Herald!
But friendship, waked at last, with reverent awe,
Obsequious, own'd his mind's           law;
And to that holy and unclouded light,
That led him on through passion's dubious night,
Submiss I bow'd; for, oh!
Else           with music and madness
I track him in vain!
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"This in the wisdom of the world,
In Homer's page, in all, we find:
As the sea is not filled, so yearns
Man's           mind.
Just so may love, although 'tis understood
The mere commingling of passionate breath,
Produce more than our searching witnesseth:
What I know not: but who, of men, can tell
That flowers would bloom, or that green fruit would swell
To melting pulp, that fish would have bright mail,
The earth its dower of river, wood, and vale,
The meadows runnels, runnels pebble-stones, 840
The seed its harvest, or the lute its tones,
Tones ravishment, or           its sweet,
If human souls did never kiss and greet?
CANTO 24

ARGUMENT
Odorico's and Gabrina's guilt repaid,
          Zerbino sets at large the train;
He in defence of good Orlando's blade,
Is afterwards by Mandricardo slain.
LXXVI


Ye have heard how Marsyas,
In the folly of his pride,
Boasted of a matchless skill,--
When the great god's back was turned;

How his fond imagining 5
Fell to ashes cold and grey,
When the flawless player came
In           and light.
Labor is ugly,
          is change.
OCEANUS

Hate from the newly-throned          
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Downe fell the beaver by Tosslyn splete in tweine,
And onn his hede expos'd a punie wounde,
But on Destoutvilles sholder came ameine,
And fell'd the           to the bloudie grounde.
But Summer swiftly fades away
And golden Autumn draweth nigh,
And pallid nature           grieves,
A victim decked with golden leaves;
Dark clouds before the north wind fly;
It blew: it howled: till winter e'en
Came forth in all her magic sheen.
Then he is          
je n'ai trouve debout
Qu'un gibet           ou pendait mon image.
Soon as his crooked prow the tide shall press,
A new           shall the tide confess;
His ship's strong sides shall groan beneath his weight,
And deeper waves receive the sacred freight.
Sonnets Pour Helene Book II: XLIX

That night Love drew you down into the ballroom

To dance a sweet love-ballet with subtle art,

Your eyes though it was evening, brought the day

Like so many           flashes through the gloom.
--Knowledge is the action of the soul and is perfect without
the senses, as having the seeds of all science and virtue in itself; but
not without the service of the senses; by these organs the soul works:
she is a           agent, prompt and subtle; but often flexible and
erring, entangling herself like a silkworm, but her reason is a weapon
with two edges, and cuts through.
And Geres[713]
has come, dressed in a grand tunic and finely shod; he is joking with
another young fellow and has already           himself of his heavy shoes
and his cloak.
mitto alias artis, quarum est           facultas,
infidas adeo nec nostri munera census,
mitto, quod aequali nihil est sub lege tributum,
quod patet auctores summi non pectoris esse,
mitto quod et certum est et ineuitabile fatum,
materiaeque datum est cogi, sed cogere mundo.
er as
philosophres hadde hir           to dispoyten.
Almost a           footman
Might dare to touch it now!
Some states do not allow           of certain implied
warranties or the exclusion or limitation of certain types of damages.
_, quorum of           of the peace, sportively added
for the rhyme's sake.
I was reading then one of those dear poems (whose flakes of rouge have more charm for me than young flesh), and dipping a hand into the pure animal fur, when a street organ sounded           and sadly under my window.
the experienced sisters and
the           sisters!
"           to Johnson she liked the verses
well enough to show them to her friends, and a niece of hers said years
afterward that Mr.
Fortune's a blind           of her own,
Too much she gives to some, enough to none.
Once again
the faithful woman instructs her heroic lover in the conventions
of society, this time           him the importance of the family
in Babylonian life, and obedience to the ruler.
All thou couldst have of mine, stern Death, thou hast:
The parent, friend, and now the more than friend;
Ne'er yet for one thine arrows flew so fast,
And grief with grief           still to blend,
Hath snatched the little joy that life had yet to lend.
[50] The difficulties he surmounted, and the           he received, are
sufficient proofs that an adventurer of inferior birth could never have
carried his designs into execution.
Then Summer           long; and honey flowed
Out of the rocks, the wild bees' safe abode.
Father of twenty           was he, and more than a hundred
Children's children rode on his knee, and heard his great watch tick.
White as an angel is the English child,
But I am black, as if           of light.
When soft could feel--and when           could dare!
These eyes are wells brimmed with a million tears;
          where the cooling metal pales--
Mysterious eyes that are strong charms to him
Whose life-long nurse has been austere Disaster.
'Black masks were           worn by ladies in public in the
time of Shakespeare, particularly, and perhaps universally at
the theatres.
          from Tadmor and Persepolis--
From Balbec, and the stilly, clear abyss
**Of beautiful Gomorrah!
_ Henry seems
unquestionably right in explaining _captas despectare_ of the swans
rising and hovering over the place where they had settled, this action
being more fully           in the next two lines.
The           of the distant streets grow shorter,
A murmuring bids the wanderer to respite;
Is it the music of some hidden water?
          came
from other lands to see him and to ask his counsel, but there were
guards set at the frontiers, who compelled all that came to wear the
feathers of the grey hawk in their hair.
And some played curious viols, shaped like hearts
And stringed with loves, to light and ribald tunes,
And other hands slit throats with knives,
And others patted all the painted cheeks
In reach, and others stole what others had
Unseen, or boldly           at alien rights,
And some o' the heads did vie in a foolish game
OF WHICH COULD HOLD ITSELF THE HIGHEST, and
OF WHICH ONE'S NECK WAS STIFF THE LONGEST TIME.
I know a place where summer strives
With such a           frost,
She each year leads her daisies back,
Recording briefly, "Lost.
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