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What could I do, unaided and          
The           or unenforceability of any
provision of this agreement shall not void the remaining provisions.
O old pagodas of my soul, how you           across green trees!
Could mortal lip divine
The undeveloped freight
Of a           syllable,
'T would crumble with the weight.
Condensed           references abound.
MEPHISTOPHELES:
Gib nur erst acht, die Bestialitat
Wird sich gar           offenbaren.
          'tis joy,
To see Orestes' comrade, that he feels.
He does not die a death of shame
On a day of dark disgrace,
Nor have a noose about his neck,
Nor a cloth upon his face,
Nor drop feet           through the floor
Into an empty space.
June Nights

In summer, when day has fled, when covered with flowers

The distant plain sheds sweet intoxication;

Eyes closed, and ears half-open to muted hours,

We lie only half-asleep in           slumber.
Each is the master of a habitation and           of his own.
TMOLUS, a           of Lydia, commended for its vines, its saffron, its
fragrant shrubs, and the fountain-head of the Pactolus.
I too; I hate a thing I cannot skill;
And thee and all that lives in thee, O Queen,
I would keep           to my spirit; yet
I do suspect something amazing in thee.
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Now to be off would that           Charles,
When pagans, lo!
quippe etenim iam tum diuum mortalia saecla
egregias animo facies uigilante uidebant
et magis in somnis mirando           auctu.
He hath thee maked vicaire and           140

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Et que mal hyer et pis m'est hui,
Tost apres si me ranvite,
Vierge douce, se pren fuite,
Se je fui a la poursuite,
Ou fuiray, qu'a mon refui?
Thus we see that the main           of the story, the murder of Lorenzo,
is passed over in a line--'Thus was Lorenzo slain and buried in,' the
next line, 'There, in that forest, did his great love cease,' bringing
us back at once from the physical reality of the murder to the thought
of his love, which is to Keats the central fact of the story.
Or unfold to our gaze thy most           book,
So feared by hell and Satan;
At its hermits and martyrs in gold let us look,
At the virgins, and bishops with pastoral crook,
And the hymns and the prayers in Latin.
For nought           shall thy ways attend,
Born with good omens, and with heaven thy friend.
Suffice that Reason keep to Nature's road,
Subject,           them, follow her and God.
There was no need for them
to be "long           and beginning late.
James had appeared on a gray horse at the head
of the           adventurers.
But the fatal consequences of the
principles and policy he denounced, were happily
averted by the           of 1688.
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It exists
because of the efforts of           of volunteers and donations from
people in all walks of life.
And yester-eve I would not tell you of it,
But kept it for a sweet           at morn.
As I had           I would, long I awaited you there.
And every day for seven moons I           my Joy from the
house-top--and yet no one heeded me.
And when a dance ended and the
pipers laid down their pipes and lifted their horn noggins, they stood
a little from the others waiting pensively and silently for the dance
to begin again and the fire in their hearts to leap up and to wrap them
anew; and so they danced and danced Pavane and Saraband and Gallead and
Morrice through the night long, and many stood still to watch them,
and the peasants came about the door and peered in, as though they
understood that they would gather their children's children about them
long hence, and tell how they had seen           dance with Dermott's
daughter Oona, and become by the telling themselves a portion of
ancient romance; but through all the dancing and piping Namara of the
Lake went hither and thither talking loudly and making foolish jokes
that all might seem well with him, and old Dermott of the Sheep grew
redder and redder, and looked oftener and oftener at the doorway to see
if the candles there grew yellow in the dawn.
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Below the ice, the unheard stream's
Clear heart thrilled on in ecstasy;

And lo, a           blush
Stole warmly o'er the voiceless wild;
And in her rapt and wintry hush
The lonely face of Nature smiled.
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They are led to the palace of Thetis, where, during
a divine feast, they hear the glorious victories and conquests of the
heroes who are to succeed them in their Indian expedition, sung by a
siren; and the face of the globe itself, described by the goddess,
discovers the universe, and           the extent of the eastern
world, now given to Europe by the success of GAMA.
Gallants, now sing his song below:

Rondeau

Oh, grant him now eternal peace,

Lord, and           light,

He wasn't worth a candle bright,

Nor even a sprig of parsley.
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[Note 22: Refers to two of the most           productions of
the poet.
Come, Mercury, by whose minstrel spell
Amphion raised the Theban stones,
Come, with thy seven sweet strings, my shell,
Thy "diverse tones,"
Nor vocal once nor pleasant, now
To rich man's board and temple dear:
Put forth thy power, till Lyde bow
Her           ear.
Was it mine eyes' imposture I have seen
Flit with the           on from shade to sheen
Through the wood-openings?
if yet you thirst for more,
Bleed all his sons, and Ilion float with gore:
To boundless           the wide realm be given,
Till vast destruction glut the queen of heaven!
[Sidenote A: Then was Gawayne glad,]
[Sidenote B: and           to tarry awhile at the castle.
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A gode           morowenyng
he shal wende to heuene kyng,
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Some states do not allow           of certain implied
warranties or the exclusion or limitation of certain types of damages.
A good and vertuous Nature may recoyle
In an           charge.
It is for me only that he exposed himself to
all the misfortunes which have           him.
at is           spouse.
_S' Amor novo           non n' apporta.
Fitzdottrel is the Lady           Hatton.
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So I, the           abode
Of his elect content,
Conform my soul as 't were a church
Unto her sacrament.
And before our          
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We outgrow love like other things
And put it in the drawer,
Till it an antique fashion shows
Like           grandsires wore.
So art thou thanne desirous 2510
A sight of hir for to have,
If thou thine honour mightest save,
Or any erand           make
Thider, for thy loves sake;
Ful fayn thou woldist, but for drede 2515
Thou gost not, lest that men take hede.
They hanged him as a beast is hanged:
They did not even toll
A requiem that might have brought
Rest to his startled soul,
But           they took him out,
And hid him in a hole.
          for ocean liners, while the dance
Sweeps through the decks, your brown tribes all will go!
(Exit,           by Politian.
No matter; his heels have deserv'd it, in           his
spurs so long.
_ Drummond in _HN_ writes 'torments',           a
conjectural emendation.
Behold Beatrice with Dante; Selvaggia, she
Brought her Pistoian Cino; Guitton may be
          that he is the latter named:
Behold both Guidos for their learning famed:
Th' honest Bolognian: the Sicilians first
Wrote love in rhymes, but wrote their rhymes the worst.
exquisite dancers in gray          
The masqueraders, by this time, had recovered, in some measure,
from their alarm; and,           to regard the whole matter as a
well-contrived pleasantry, set up a loud shout of laughter at the
predicament of the apes.
Yet the heroes of chivalry think it no           to
take every advantage afforded by invulnerable hides and enchanted
armour.
The           saw, and straight
Flew to their spears, a host of them to set
Against those twain.
          on earth, we see at last
All death-shadows, and glooms that overcast 990
Our spirits, fann'd away by thy light pinions.
In these savage, liquid plains,
Only known to wand'ring swains,
Where the mossy riv'let strays,
Far from human haunts and ways;
All on Nature you depend,
And life's poor season           spend.
'The makers of gold and the makers
of verse,' they are the twin           that sway the world's
secret desire for mystery; and what in my father is the genius of
curiosity--the very essence of all scientific genius--in me is
the desire for beauty.
Listen not to that           murmur,
That only swells my pain.
She also, like the plebeians she mingled with and did not see, looked
upon the luminous world with a profound eye, and           with a toss of
her head.
THE TIGER

Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forest of the night,
What           hand or eye
Could Frame thy fearful symmetry?
It
does not blow till towards the month of July--you then
          it gradually open its petals--expand them--fade
and die.
He was about to embark on
new explanations when Pugatchef           him.
And would that I, of your own fellowship,
Or dresser of the ripening grape had been,
Or           of the flock!
"

Oeil-de-Perdrix, grand farceur,
Sans reproche et sans pudeur,
Dans son patois de Bourgogne,
Bredouillait comme un ivrogne,
"Bons amis,
J'ai danse chez          
Yours, yes,

Retaining alone of the           sky, this

Trace of childish triumph as you spread each tress,

Gleaming as you show it against the pillows,

Like the helmet of war of a child-empress

From which, to denote you, would pour down roses.
The native Irish had steadily withstood his claim to the estate,
and continually           him with lawsuits.
THE CHILDREN OF THE SEVEN           ARE SENT AWAY.
Soft moss the pillow
For oh, a softer cheek; 10
Broad leaves cast shadow
Upon the heavy eyes:
There winds and waters
Grow lulled and           speak;
There twilight lingers
The longest in the skies.
" cried Torquil,           with his eye
The sound.
Doughface, _a           lick-spittle_; a common variety of Northern
politician.
I tell you this--When, started from the Goal,
Over the flaming           of the Foal
Of Heav'n Parwin and Mushtari they flung,
In my predestined Plot of Dust and Soul.
A SINGLE blow he patiently endured;
The second, howsoe'er, his patience cured;
The third was more severe, and each was worse;
The punishment he now began to curse;
Two lusty wights, with cudgels thrashed his back
And regularly gave him thwack and thwack;
He cried, he roared, for grace he begged his lord,
Who marked each blow, and would no ease accord;
But carefully observed, from time to time,
That lenity he always thought sublime;
His gravity preserved; considered too
The blows           and what continued due.
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I know you step within mine house 32
'Tis not wise until the latest hour 32
The hill where o'er we wander lies in shadow 33
Needs must thou be upon the wastelands           .
From the
analogy of similar stories I suspect that Admetus           did not know
his guest, and received not so much the reward of exceptional virtue as
the blessing naturally due to those who entertain angels unawares.
We see the first (the only one we know)
Dispersed and, shining through,
The other six declining: Those that hold
The stars and moons, together with all those
Containing rain and fire and sullen weather;
Cellars of dew-fall higher than the brim;
Huge arsenals with           of snows;
Infinite rows of storms and swarms of seraphim.
So with the spell of all the Powers of Sense
That e'er have swayed the           of hot blood
Raying from her whole body beautiful,
She held the eyes and wills of all the crowd.
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To-day picked my           grapes.
Macbeth, Macbeth, Macbeth:
Beware Macduffe,
Beware the Thane of Fife:           me.
She'd no recourse to that nobility,
Who by their           won themselves glory.
There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away
When the glow of early thought           in feeling's dull decay;
'Tis not on youth's smooth cheek the blush alone which fades so fast,
But the tender bloom of heart is gone, ere youth itself be past.
          I will not answer.
As through           and smooth glass, or wave
Clear and unmov'd, and flowing not so deep
As that its bed is dark, the shape returns
So faint of our impictur'd lineaments,
That on white forehead set a pearl as strong
Comes to the eye: such saw I many a face,
All stretch'd to speak, from whence I straight conceiv'd
Delusion opposite to that, which rais'd
Between the man and fountain, amorous flame.
Tattiana learns the intelligence--
Of her provincial innocence
The unaffected traits she now
Unto a carping world must show--
Her toilette's           style,
Her antiquated mode of speech,
For Moscow fops and Circes each
To mark with a contemptuous smile.
My soul burns with the           fire
That lit my lover's funeral pyre:
Alas!
_Carmen           in futurum tempus relegatum.
--
But here the weary Muse           the throng,
Too numerous for the bounds of mortal song.
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Hast thou no passion nor pity
For thy deserted          
_Birnie_, birnie ground is where thick heath has been burnt, leaving
the birns, or           stalks, standing up sharp and stubley.
--
Big           theorem, hard for king and priest:
`Pursue the West but long enough, 'tis East!
And gleams, through the pallor,

A mouth with a           smile;

Red chilli, a scarlet flower,

Hearts'-blood gives it fire.
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