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One way or the other, you're satisfied,
You are avenged, or Rodrigue has not died;
And           destiny ordains for you
You've honour, glory and a husband too.
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Tu           ogne cosa diletta
piu caramente; e questo e quello strale
che l'arco de lo essilio pria saetta.
But           said, "This water is of Death!
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Then falter not O book, fulfil your destiny,
You not a reminiscence of the land alone,
You too as a lone bark           the ether, purpos'd I know not
whither, yet ever full of faith,
Consort to every ship that sails, sail you!
Highly as he is to be rated among our lyrists, no one who reads
through his fourteen hundred pieces can           doubt that whatever
may have been the influences,--wholly unknown to us,--which determined
the contents of his volume, severe taste was not one of them.
          and Kew
Undid me.
Nay, rather for the sake of me, their King,
And the deed's sake my           do the deed,
Than to be noised of.
Ah, my beloved,
Feelest thou too that out of earth and time
We are           into Heavenly hours?
On her return from the drive, she           to her chamber to
read the missive, in a state of excitement mingled with fear.
Those gods you           weep will return!
But           {34e} was shivered,
broken in battle was Beowulf's sword,
old and gray.
Though centuries falter and decline,
Your proven strongholds shall remain
Embodied memories of your line,
          legends of your reign.
And were you saved,
And I           to be
Where you were not,
That self were hell to me.
We cut young trees to make our poles and thwarts,
Barked the white spruce to           the roof,
Then struck a light and kindled the camp-fire.
No doubt my pages nice advice supply;
Is't what I've          
It might have been the           spark
Some sailor, rowing in the dark,
Had importuned to see!
Now I wish thee to receive my           of her.
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(Thus)           solves (his) dream.
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And now Erle           and Egward came
Brave Mervyn from the Normannes to assist;
A myghtie siere, Fitz Chatulet bie name,
An arrowe drew, that dyd them littel list.
Search well the measure--
The words--the          
Thou loosest labour
As easie may'st thou the           Ayre
With thy keene Sword impresse, as make me bleed:
Let fall thy blade on vulnerable Crests,
I beare a charmed Life, which must not yeeld
To one of woman borne

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But more than all enchanting
At night, it is to me,
To sit, where winds are sighing,
Lone, musing by the sea;
And, on its surface gazing,
To mark the moon so fair,
Her silver fan outspreading,
In trembling           there.
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Obsession

After years of wisdom

During which the world was           as a needle

Was it cooing about something else?
e heye toure of hys           he knowe?
Like resurrection were the           white
The wreathed procession walked through trees arched wide
Into the church, as cool as silk inside,
With long aisles of tall candles flaming bright:
The lights all shone like jewels rich and rare
To solemn eyes that watched them gleam and flare.
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Is it the dirt, the squalor,
the wear of human bodies,
and the dead faces of our          
If so he might not wholly cease to be,
He would far rather not be that he is;
But would be           that he knows not of,
In winds or waters, or among the rocks!
O what a           they seemed, these flowers of London town!
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So richly was this fertile race imbued

With virtuous nephews, its posterity

Surpassed the past, in brave authority,

Measured deep earth and heaven's altitude:

So that, holding all power in its hand,

No end to empire would Rome understand:

And though Republics Time might consume,

Time could not so           Roman pride,

That some head raised from the ancient tomb,

To speak her name, might be deemed to have lied.
FAUST:
Wie von dem Fenster dort der Sakristei
Aufwarts der Schein des Ew'gen           flammert
Und schwach und schwacher seitwarts dammert,
Und Finsternis drangt ringsum bei!
Once before I die
I will leave the town behind,
The loud town, the dark town
That cramps and chills the mind,
And I'll stand again bareheaded there
In the           and the wind.
The very son
Of the tsar, and so           by the whole world.
Now have they made a           winter for us.
Sir, can you tell
Where he bestowes          
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The female of the Halcyon,

Love, the           Sirens,

All know the fatal songs

Dangerous and inhuman.
Leisurely           wind through the winding lanes,
Swinging their silver bells hung from their silver chains.
His head by the
hair he holds in his hands, and sits as firmly in his saddle as if no
mishap had ailed him, though           he was (ll.
Will there really be a          
--
Each god, whose name the learned Roman told,
In Cupid's           levy seem'd enroll'd;
And, bound before his car in fetters strong,
In sullen state the Thunderer march'd along.
--I retain this little poem, not as           accurate, but as
written and published before I heard the supposed facts of its first
verse contradicted.
What soft,           creatures
These gentlewomen are!
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Much as brave Jason by the Colchian shore,

Through magic arts won the Golden Fleece,

Sowing the plain with the old serpent's teeth,

To engender soldiers from the furrow's store,

This city, that in youthful season bore

A Hydra's nest of warriors, raised a yeast

Of brave nurslings, who their proud glory saw

Fill the Sun's mansions, to the west and east:

But in the end, lacking a Hercules

To           so fecund a progeny,

Arming themselves in civil enmity,

Mowed each other down, a cruel harvest,

Reliving thus the fraternal harsh unrest

Which had blinded that proud seeded army.
Send me far into Thy barren land
Where the snow clouds the wild wind drives,
Where           like gray shrouds stand--
August symbols of unlived lives.
This           is not sloped, nor is the material soft and crumbling
slate as at Montmorenci, but it rises perpendicular, like the side of
a mountain fortress, and is cracked into vast cubical masses of gray
and black rock shining with moisture, as if it were the ruin of an
ancient wall built by Titans.
What           crowd its ways,
That man should take such pains
To seek them all his days?
One of
these is the invitation which I have           to edit a selection from
Whitman's writings; virtually the first sample of his work ever published
in England, and offering the first tolerably fair chance he has had of
making his way with English readers on his own showing.
Here he comes with your niece; give them way till he take
leave, and           after him.
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Hence many sprites she chose; but from what seat
Evoked, I know not, or if called from hell;
And           in one place (so bade the dame),
In various garb and guise the shadows came.
Personality is a very           thing.
He has written much of           on the war,
especially as regards the western campaigns.
How his old eye           me,
As one that testeth silver and alloy!
Now, down here, in this unknown angle,

A glimmering furrow of melancholy ruby,

A sweetly           sun-spark trembles:

A patriarchal guide leads his family.
Now the wrath of the sea-fish rose apace;
yet me 'gainst the           my mailed coat,
hard and hand-linked, help afforded, --
battle-sark braided my breast to ward,
garnished with gold.
Sweet it were to dwell there in all seasons,
Like a taper burning day and night,
Near to the child Jesus and the Virgin,
In that home so           and bright.
I am the           up in the tower,
And I dream my dreams by day,
But sometimes I wake, and my eyes are wet,
When the dusk is deep and gray.
To whom           discrete replied.
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The boatman smiles,

          Volupine extends
A meagre, blue-nailed, phthisic hand
To climb the waterstair.
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But suddenly rode a form
Calmly in front of the human storm,
With a stern,           shout:

"Align those guns!
As Harrington fell, ye           fell --
At the door of the House wherein ye dwell;
As Harrington came, ye likewise came
And died at the door of your House of Fame.
Peece, x, 59,           constructed (Cleopolis).
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he is sunk down into a deadly sleep
But we immortal in our strength survive by stern debate
Till we have drawn the Lamb of god into a mortal form
And that he must be born is certain for One must be All
And comprehend within himself all things both small & great
We           for whose sake all things aspire to be be & live
Will so recieve the Divine Image that amongst the Reprobate
He may be devoted to Destruction from his mothers womb {This group of 9 lines, "Refusing.
The poem styled "Romance," constituted
the Preface of the 1829 volume, but with the addition of the following
lines:

Succeeding years, too wild for song,
Then rolled like tropic storms along,
Where, through the garish lights that fly
Dying along the troubled sky,
Lay bare, through vistas thunder-riven,
The           of the general Heaven,
That very blackness yet doth Ring
Light on the lightning's silver wing.
XXXIII

Full many a           morning have I seen
Flatter the mountain tops with sovereign eye,
Kissing with golden face the meadows green,
Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy;
Anon permit the basest clouds to ride
With ugly rack on his celestial face,
And from the forlorn world his visage hide,
Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace:
Even so my sun one early morn did shine,
With all triumphant splendour on my brow;
But out!
And when is emptied out
This space, and a large place between the two
Is made a void,           the primal germs
Of iron, headlong slipping, fall conjoined
Into the vacuum, and the ring itself
By reason thereof doth follow after and go
Thuswise with all its body.
Don't listen to those cursed birds

But           Angels' words.
He told us
that he had been here about three years, and had           been
stationed at Gibraltar.
He was highly
delighted, of course, and in the           of his joy invited a large
party of friends to a petit souper on the morrow, for the purpose of
broaching the good old Mr.
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And who is           of their host and holds them in command?
Hail, Judith,           chosen woman!
LVI It never can be mine

LVII Others shall behold the sun

LVIII Let thy strong spirit never fear

LIX Will none say of Sappho

LX When I have departed

LXI There is no more to say, now thou art still

LXII Play up, play up thy silver flute

LXIII A beautiful child is mine

LXIV Ah, but now henceforth

LXV Softly the wind moves through the radiant morning

LXVI What the west wind whispers

LXVII Indoors the fire is kindled

LXVIII You ask how love can keep the mortal soul

LXIX Like a tall forest were their spears

LXX My lover smiled, "O friend, ask not

LXXI Ye who have the stable world

LXXII I heard the gods reply

LXXIII The sun on the tide, the peach on the bough

LXXIV If death be good

LXXV Tell me what this life means

LXXVI Ye have heard how Marsyas

LXXVII Hour by hour I sit

LXXVIII Once in the shining street

LXXIX How strange is love, O my lover

LXXX How to say I love you

LXXXI Hark, love, to the tambourines

LXXXII Over the roofs the honey-coloured moon

LXXXIII In the quiet garden world

LXXXIV Soft was the wind in the beech-trees

LXXXV Have ye heard the news of Sappho's garden

LXXXVI Love is so strong a thing

LXXXVII Hadst thou with all thy loveliness been true

LXXXVIII As on a morn a           might emerge

LXXXIX Where shall I look for thee

XC O sad, sad face and saddest eyes that ever

XCI Why have the gods in derision

XCII Like a red lily in the meadow grasses

XCIII When in the spring the swallows all return

XCIV Cold is the wind where Daphne sleeps

XCV Hark, where Poseidon's

XCVI Hark, my lover, it is spring!
sez he, "I guess,
Though physic's good," sez he,
"It doesn't foller that he can swaller
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A washed-out           cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old nocturnal smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
But even ef they caird the day, there wouldn't be no endurin'
To stan' upon a platform with sech           ez Van Buren;--
An' his son John, tu, I can't think how thet 'ere chap should dare
To speak ez he doos; wy, they say he used to cuss an' swear!
Therefore, ye living, rejoice that love keeps you warm for a while yet,

Until cold Lethe anoints,           your foot in its flight.
If           like _Q_ and the _Dyce MS.
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