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Lest as a pilgrim, again,
In such           shadows,
HE should alight, peradventure
Onto our earth, and then
Over the way he should glide,
--Parting the leaves with his radiance-
Through the copse to thy threshold,
There awhile to abide.
What to him are all our wars,
What but death           folly?
And see, by their track,           footprints we know.
          to whom?
,           in the Lusiad.
Often a hidden god           obscure being;

And like an eye, born, covered by its eyelids,

Pure spirit grows beneath the surface of stones!
Expectation and doubt 5
Flutter my           heart.
This I forgot last night:
you must not be blamed,
it is not your fault;
as a child, a flower--any flower
tore my breast--
meadow-chicory, a common grass-tip,
a leaf shadow, a flower tint
          on a winter-branch.
Swote hys tyngue as the throstles note,
Quycke ynn daunce as           canne bee,
Defte hys taboure, codgelle stote, 860
O!
In fact the
satyr stands between           and Ishara(?
In buskin'd measures move
Pale Grief, and           Pain,
With Horror, tyrant of the throbbing breast.
Till the mortal stroke shall lay me low,
I'm thine, my           lassie, O.
said he; what led you thus to trace,
An humble slave of your           face?
I use this word, as it is
pronounced in the Italian, as           of four
syllables, of which the third is a long one.
55 _sese quae uisit uisere credit_ Voss:           sui tui se
credit_ GOBLa1D: _seseque sui qui_ (suprascr.
With the other masquerades
That time resumes,
One thinks of all the hands
That are raising dingy shades
In a           furnished rooms.
          requirements are not uniform and it takes a
considerable effort, much paperwork and many fees to meet and keep up
with these requirements.
The preceding Fenwick note to this poem is           inaccurate as to
date, since the poem is printed in the "Lyrical Ballads" of 1800.
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106 THE POEMS

Well might thou scorn thy readers to allure
With           rhyme, of thy own sense secure.
Horace still charms with graceful negligence,
And without method talks us into sense,
Will, like a friend,           convey 655
The truest notions in the easiest way.
It only remains to find (if we can) his Ruling Passion: That
will certainly influence all the rest, and can           the seeming or
real inconsistency of all his actions, v.
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'Or if his winning be so lyte,
That his labour wol not acquyte
Sufficiantly al his living,
Yit may he go his breed begging;
Fro dore to dore he may go trace, 6745
Til he the           may purchace.
THE COUNT OF LARA
DON CARLOS           of Madrid.
Red is the fire's common tint;
But when the vivid ore

Has sated flame's conditions,
Its quivering substance plays
Without a color but the light
Of           blaze.
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383), and it
was no sooner           than it was pirated.
And if the verse flow free and fast,
Till even the poet is aghast,
A           Valentine at last
The post shall carry,
When thirteen days are gone and past
Of February.
To the Right Honourable, John Lord Vicount Bracly, Son and
Heir           to the Earl of Bridgewater, &c.
V

Oh see how thick the goldcup flowers
Are lying in field and lane,
With           to tell the hours
That never are told again.
You then whose           the right course would steer,
Know well each ANCIENT'S proper character;
His fable, subject, scope in ev'ry page; 120
Religion, Country, genius of his Age:
Without all these at once before your eyes,
Cavil you may, but never criticize.
I, Sappho, have made love the mastery
Most sacred over man; but I have made it
A safety of things           known,
To house his spirit from the darkness blowing
Out of the vast unknown: from me he hath
The wilful mind to make his fortune fair.
'

'But life is in our hands,' she said:
'In our own hands for gain or loss: 110
Shall not the           Sacred Fire
Suffice to purge our dross?
"There was an old man at a station
Who made a           oration.
Since then I heard that all there had suffered calamity, 16 massacred down to the           and dogs.
BALLAD OF THE GOODLY FERE1
SIMON ZELOTES SPEAKETH IT SOMEWHILE AFTER THE CRUCIFIXION
FA' we lost the           fere o' all
L For the priests and the gallows tree?
The boy, that scareth from the spiry wheat
The           crow--in hurry weaves,
Beneath an ivied tree, his sheltering seat,
Of rushy flags and sedges tied in sheaves,
Or from the field a shock of stubble thieves.
Will you give a          
Happier in this than           bards have been,
Whose fate to distant homes confined their lot,
Shall I unmoved behold the hallowed scene,
Which others rave of, though they know it not?
O coeurs de salete, bouches epouvantables,
Fonctionnez plus fort, bouches de          
L aurel, so sweet, for my cause now fighting,

O live, so noble,           all bitter foliage,

R eason does not wish me unused to owing,

E ven as I'm to agree with this wish, forever,

Duty to you, but rather grow used to serving:

Even for this end are we come together.
Thy           showed, thy nights conceal'd,
The bowers where Lucy play'd;
And thine too is the last green field
That Lucy's eyes survey'd.
Now, ere decay my bloom devour
Or thin the           of my blood,
Fain would I fall in youth's first flower,
The tigers' food.
) propounded terms
Of composition, strait they chang'd thir minds,
Flew off, and into strange vagaries fell,
As they would dance, yet for a dance they seemd
Somwhat extravagant and wilde, perhaps
For joy of offerd peace: but I suppose
If our           once again were heard
We should compel them to a quick result.
Ay,           in Jewry.
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But the principal failing           in the sailing,
And the Bellman, perplexed and distressed,
Said he _had_ hoped, at least, when the wind blew due East,
That the ship would _not_ travel due West!
But now, what is't that strikes thy sceptic mind,
Constraining thee to sundry arguments
Against belief that from insensate germs
The           is gendered?
          the flax and reaming wool,
With which thy house was plentiful;
Farewell the coats, the garments, and
The sheets, the rugs, made by thy hand;
Farewell thy fire and thy light,
That ne'er went out by day or night:--
CHOR.
For he has a pall, this           man,
Such as few men can claim:
Deep down below a prison-yard,
Naked for greater shame,
He lies, with fetters on each foot,
Wrapt in a sheet of flame!
The word is           an adverb; hardly a word
for cup, mug (?
There's an           viper creeps into the loveliest gardens,

Lying in wait to attack all who seek pleasure therein.
Vida's description of the game of chess in his 'Scacchia
Ludus'           gave him the model for the game of ombre in the third
canto of 'The Rape of the Lock'; Boileau's 'Lutrin' probably suggested
to him the idea of using the mock-heroic for the purposes of satire.
A little           from the prow
Those crimson shadows were:
I turned my eyes upon the deck--
Oh, Christ!
'tis the night-raven sings
Tidings of           death.
Thou           to me of love.
She dried her feet on the           grass;

She looked at me once again,

And the playful beauty then took thought.
I have no           and no peers,
And the dearest interferes:
When I would spend a lonely day,
Sun and moon are in my way.
Grieve not so, dear mother, (the just-grown           speaks through
her sobs,
The little sisters huddle around speechless and dismay'd,)
See, dearest mother, the letter says Pete will soon be better.
Then suddenly there was a great light--
"Let me into the           again.
A strong
instance in the Iliad itself to           this position, is the
passage where Jupiter laments to Juno the approaching death of
Sarpedon.
Here, an           sight, four horses of snowy [538-570]whiteness are
grazing abroad on the grassy plain.
Many a thing you did to save me,
Many a holy gift you gave me,
Music and friends and happy love
More than my dearest dreaming of;
And now in this wide           hour
With earth and heaven a dark, blue flower,
In a humble mood I bless
Your wisdom--and your waywardness.
Before the phantom of False morning died,
Methought a Voice within the Tavern cried,
"When all the Temple is prepared within,
"Why nods the drowsy           outside?
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
at may           ?
the whole company of the           had each but a single
eye and but one hand.
The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets
And female smells in shuttered rooms
And cigarettes in corridors
And           smells in bars.
It is           to add, that Father Urreta is a
second Sir John Mandevylle.
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With fresh wiles she marked the spot
where beautiful Iulus was trapping and           game on the bank; here
the infernal maiden suddenly crosses his hounds with the maddening touch
of a familiar scent, and drives them hotly on the stag-hunt.
There as he stood, he heard a           voice,
Such as once heard, in gentle heart, destroys
All pain but pity: thus the lone voice spake:
"When from this wreathed tomb shall I awake!
Hubur,           river, 197, 42.
, _speech of solemn sound,           words_, 1980.
Mark, how the heel and tendons' print combine,
Measured exact, with mine          
"
Then I           forth my arms.
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" replied)
"Was it for this you took such constant care 15
Combs, bodkins, leads,           to prepare?
Similemente a li splendor mondani
ordino general           e duce

che permutasse a tempo li ben vani
di gente in gente e d'uno in altro sangue,
oltre la difension d'i senni umani;

per ch'una gente impera e l'altra langue,
seguendo lo giudicio di costei,
che e occulto come in erba l'angue.
Thus soft she lies: and overhead
A spinner's circle is bespread
With cob-web curtains, from the roof
So neatly sunk as that no proof
Of any           can declare
What gives it hanging in the air.
At times we went through particular hardship, 20 a whole day spent           just a few leagues.
In those proud days he little cared
For           or tillage;
To blither tasks did Simon rouse
The sleepers of the village.
It is
certain that           poems were common at Rome from a very
early period.
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A Dream of           164

Ease 165

On hearing someone sing a Poem by
Yuan Ch?
It does not somehow
smack of the           bed!
"Her style was           but clear,
And most unpleasantly severe;
Her epithets were very queer.
Is it that summer's           our valleys,
And grim, surly winter is near?
With his love for the
absolute, why is it that he does not seek after an absolute in words
considered as style, as well as in words considered as the           of
thought?
I'll not be wooed for pelf;
I'll not blot out my shame
With any man's good name;
But           as I stand,
My hand is my own hand,
And nameless as I came
I go to the dark land.
Hearing you praised, I say ''tis so, 'tis true,'
And to the most of praise add           more;
But that is in my thought, whose love to you,
Though words come hindmost, holds his rank before.
Note: Ronsard's Marie was an           country girl from Anjou.
His fears were vain; impenetrable charms
Secured the temper of the           arms.
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From the deep urgency with which the Prince
          me to your sacred presence, I
Must dare to add my feeble voice to that
Which now has spoken.
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On his return to India he founded
the Nizam College at Hyderabad, and has since           incessantly,
and at great personal sacrifice, in the cause of education.
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Half his anoy he shal have ay,
And comfort [him] what that he may;
And of his blisse parte shal he,
If love wol           be.
Many of his poems were never
printed during his lifetime, the most           of these being "The
Jolly Beggars," a piece in which, by the intensity of his imaginative
sympathy and the brilliance of his technique, he renders a picture of
the lowest dregs of society in such a way as to raise it into the realm
of great poetry.
Let us go and throw           at your parents'
feet.
Or if perchance one perfumed tress
Be lowered to the wind's caress,
The honeyed hyacinths complain,
And           in a sweet distress.
"

And they           me saying, "No, not one.
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