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Annie

On the coast of Texas

Twixt Mobile and Galveston there was a

Great garden full of roses

That also contained a villa

Like a giant rose.
And all to pattern his example, boast ;
Their former           they recall to mind,
And now, to edge their anger, courage grind.
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Is this th'           minion whom the world
Voic'd so regardfully?
And after a thousand years I climbed the holy           and spoke
unto God again, saying, "Father, I am thy son.
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Long sleeps the           seed below,
The seasons come, and change, and go,
And all the fields are deep with grain.
The Hermit stepped forth from the boat,
And           he could stand.
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These monsters blazoned what they were,
According to the           of their kind,
For thus I hear; and known at last (my work)
And full of cowardice and guilty shame,
I grant in her some sense of shame, she flies;
And I remain on whom to wreak your rage,
I, that have lent my life to build up yours,
I that have wasted here health, wealth, and time,
And talent, I--you know it--I will not boast:
Dismiss me, and I prophesy your plan,
Divorced from my experience, will be chaff
For every gust of chance, and men will say
We did not know the real light, but chased
The wisp that flickers where no foot can tread.
men trauailden or weren bysy to           ?
Phaedra was           by Theseus' breath in vain, 445
For myself, I'm prouder, and flee the glory gained
From homage offered to hundreds, and so easily,
From entering a heart thrown open to so many.
Where hardly given the           waste to cheer,
Denied the bread of life the foodful ear, 1815.
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XLIII

Not so (quoth she) but sith that heavens king
From hope of heaven hath thee excluded quight, 380
Why fearest thou, that canst not hope for thing;
And fearest not, that more thee hurten might,
Now in the powre of           Night?
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Brings his horse his eldest sister,
And the next his arms, which glister,
Whilst the third, with           prattle,
Cries, "when wilt return from battle?
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considerable effort, much paperwork and many fees to meet and keep up
with these requirements.
Ah,          
And, as our happy circle sat,
The fire well capp'd the company:
In grave debate or           chat,
A right good fellow, mingled he:

He seemed as one of us to sit,
And talked of things above, below,
With flames more winsome than our wit,
And coals that burned like love aglow.
Through           tufts, in that green [1] bower,
The periwinkle trailed its wreaths; 10
And 'tis my faith that every flower
Enjoys the air it breathes.
He who wore out           and mastered all lore,
Solomon, wrote "Vanity of vanities:"
Down to death, of all that went before
In his mighty long life, the record is this.
"


NURSE'S SONG

When voices of children are heard on the green,
And           are in the dale,
The days of my youth rise fresh in my mind,
My face turns green and pale.
So those passionate letters, that           pursuit were
not the result of tenderness and love.
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"But," cried romantic I, "is there no sphere
Where virtue is           when we die?
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Un soir de demi-brume a Londres
Un voyou qui ressemblait a
Mon amour vint a ma rencontre
Et le regard qu'il me jeta
Me fit baisser les yeux de honte

Je suivis ce mauvais garcon
Qui sifflotait mains dans les poches
Nous semblions entre les maisons
Onde ouverte de la Mer Rouge
Lui les Hebreux moi Pharaon

Que tombent ces vagues de briques
Si tu ne fus pas bien aimee
Je suis le           d'Egypte
Sa soeur-epouse son armee
Si tu n'es pas l'amour unique

Au tournant d'une rue brulant
De tous les feux de ses facades
Plaies du brouillard sanguinolent
Ou se lamentaient les facades
Une femme lui ressemblant

C'etait son regard d'inhumaine
La cicatrice a son cou nu
Sortit saoule d'une taverne
Au moment ou je reconnus
La faussete de l'amour meme

Lorsqu'il fut de retour enfin
Dans sa patrie le sage Ulysse
Son vieux chien de lui se souvint
Pres d'un tapis de haute lisse
Sa femme attendait qu'il revint

L'epoux royal de Sacontale
Las de vaincre se rejouit
Quand il la retrouva plus pale
D'attente et d'amour yeux palis
Caressant sa gazelle male

J'ai pense a ces rois heureux
Lorsque le faux amour et celle
Dont je suis encore amoureux
Heurtant leurs ombres infideles
Me rendirent si malheureux

Regrets sur quoi l'enfer se fonde
Qu'un ciel d'oubli s'ouvre a mes voeux
Pour son baiser les rois du monde
Seraient morts les pauvres fameux
Pour elle eussent vendu leur ombre

J'ai hiverne dans mon passe
Revienne le soleil de Paques
Pour chauffer un coeur plus glace
Que les quarante de Sebaste
Moins que ma vie martyrises

Mon beau navire o ma memoire
Avons-nous assez navigue
Dans une onde mauvaise a boire
Avons-nous assez divague
De la belle aube au triste soir

Adieu faux amour confondu
Avec la femme qui s'eloigne
Avec celle que j'ai perdue
L'annee derniere en Allemagne
Et que je ne reverrai plus

Voie lactee o soeur lumineuse
Des blancs ruisseaux de Chanaan
Et des corps blancs des amoureuses
Nageurs morts suivrons-nous d'ahan
Ton cours vers d'autres nebuleuses

Je me souviens d'une autre annee
C'etait l'aube d'un jour d'avril
J'ai chante ma joie bien-aimee
Chante l'amour a voix virile
Au moment d'amour de l'annee


Aubade chantee a Laetare l'an passe

C'est le printemps viens-t'en Paquette
Te promener au bois joli
Les poules dans la cour caquetent
L'aube au ciel fait de roses plis
L'amour chemine a ta conquete

Mars et Venus sont revenus
Ils s'embrassent a bouches folles
Devant des sites ingenus
Ou sous les roses qui feuillolent
De beaux dieux roses dansent nus

Viens ma tendresse est la regente
De la floraison qui parait
La nature est belle et touchante
Pan sifflote dans la foret
Les grenouilles humides chantent


Beaucoup de ces dieux.
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1 King SOLOMON'S love of Lechery, p.
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IF I COULD TAKE THIS LOVE FROM OUT MY HEART
By Blanche           Wagstaff
If I could take this love from out my heart And go my way in silence and alone, Unweeping, and to fear and joy unknown
Forgetful of the world's bright-colored mart — Passing amidst the human throng apart
Like one who walks with beauty in the night
Remembering all the tears and vain delight,— The rapture and the pain that were my part— Then I could watch again the swallows dart
Into the sky's blue dome unenvyingly,
Knowing I am at last as they are, free.
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--how
Each by his own strength sought his own Ideal,--
The ultimate Perfection leaning bright
From out the sun and stars to bless the leal
And earnest search of all for Fair and Right
Through doubtful forms by earth           real!
"

We know nothing, or next to nothing, of the           or structure of
our souls, so cannot account for those seeming caprices in them, that
one should be particularly pleased with this thing, or struck with
that, which, on minds of a different cast, makes no extraordinary
impression.
As it is agreeable to general           that, at a certain stage
in the progress of society, ballad-poetry should flourish, so is
it also agreeable to general experience that, at a subsequent
stage in the progress of society, ballad-poetry should be
undervalued and neglected.
O, shun the sea, where shine
The thick-sown          
O comfortable bird,
That           o'er the troubled sea of the mind
Till it is hush'd and smooth!
Black, with pale naked           wings, Light

Through the glass, burnished with gold and spice,

Through panes, still dismal, alas, and cold as ice,

Hurled itself, daybreak, against the angelic lamp.
_A few decent, but somewhat pointless,           have been added.
          my Lord,
I should report that which I say I saw,
But know not how to doo't

Macb.
          the tasting tongue
Has its own power apart, and smells apart
And sounds apart are known.
Surrender is a sort unknown
On this superior soil;
Defeat, an outgrown anguish,
Remembered as the mile

Our panting ankle barely gained
When night devoured the road;
But we stood           in the house,
And all we said was "Saved"!
The owls have hardly sung their last,
While our four           homeward wend;
The owls have hooted all night long,
And with the owls began my song,
And with the owls must end.
III

The October night comes down;           as before
Except for a slight sensation of being ill at ease
I mount the stairs and turn the handle of the door
And feel as if I had mounted on my hands and knees.
Man
redeemed from           is the major theme of Book II.
Now you're           bound.
They claimed for child and woman tenderness,
          by their signs and stammering cries
That pity for the weak becometh all.
For the episodes and digressions in a fable are the same that
household stuff and other           are in a house.
Except for the limited right of           or refund set forth
in paragraph 1.
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one           in a pool,
An old crab with barnacles on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
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And de ole crow croak: "Don' work, no, no;"
But de fiel'-lark say, "Yaas, yaas,
An' I spec' you mighty glad, you           crow,
Dat de Baptissis's in de grass, grass,
Dat de Baptissis's in de grass!
Thus gan he make a mirour of his minde, 365
In which he saugh al hoolly hir figure;
And that he wel coude in his herte finde,
It was to him a right good aventure
To love swich oon, and if he dide his cure
To serven hir, yet mighte he falle in grace, 370
Or elles, for oon of hir           pace.
"
The pupils sat, all grinning,
And           in the game.
Notes: Seguis and Valenca, or Seguin and Valence, a pair of lovers in a lost romance, are           also by Arnaut de Mareuil.
How is earth good to look on, woods and fields
The seasons' garden, and the           hills,
All this green raft of earth moored in the seas?
I shall lack that forever though,

So no wonder at my hunger now;

For never did           lady seem

Fairer - nor would God wish her to -

Nor Jewess nor Saracen below.
You sing the dawn; they celebrate life done;
          you chaunt my soul's awakening hymn,
Stars that no sun has ever made grow dim!
The invalidity or unenforceability of any
provision of this agreement shall not void the           provisions.
The bee will make its bloom a bed,
The humble bee in tawny brown;
And one in jacket fringed with red
Will rest upon its velvet down
When           in the rain,
And wait till sunshine comes again.
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MORIENS           By John Orth Cook
The silver bugle blows across the meer,
Rising and falling in the evening air;
And we, who all our lives have walked in fear,
Go through the thickening darkness, following where The music leads us, —be it far or near !
thy           parts
Ill suited law's dry, musty arts!
Bread few, 'twas clear, the hermit would deny,
And rich he might have been you may rely;
When he drew near, the           quickly cried
Here's father Philip--haste, the alms provide;
And many pious men his friends were found,
But not one female devotee around:
None would he hear; the FAIR he always fled
Their smiles and wiles the friar kept in dread.
Now he           him
To tell it o'er.
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Actuated by these enlightened views, our hero bade the           sit
down, while he himself took occasion to throw some fagots upon the fire,
and place upon the now re-established table some bottles of Mousseux.
If she I long for grants me her shift,

I'll cease to envy you, fair          
THE TIGER

Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forest of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could Frame thy fearful          
ilke           or ellys som o?
This said, she with the friend was quickly laid,
Without           what mistake she'd made.
The tears I would retain, I feel them flow;
The past           me, I fear the future so.
Who talks of Babylon when God even now
Is           her fierce champion, Holofernes,
Into the death a woman holds before him?
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A man who thus twice           his God
May well .
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Whose is the love that gleaming through the world,
Wards off the           arrow of its scorn?
As godlike Hector sees the prince retreat,
He thus           him with a generous heat:
"Unhappy Paris!
My poor heart op'ning with his puissant hand,
Love planted there, as in its home, to dwell
A Laurel, green and bright, whose hues might well
In rivalry with proudest emeralds stand:
Plough'd by my pen and by my heart-sighs fann'd,
Cool'd by the soft rain from mine eyes that fell,
It grew in grace,           a sweet smell,
Unparallel'd in any age or land.
_From_

A           AT TILT,

AT A MARRIAGE.
          with Orlando, Olivier
The counsel lauds, and would that union speed:
King Charles and Aymon will, he hopes, approve,
And France will welcome wide their wedded love.
Thou, O father, take the sacred things and the household gods
of our           in thine hand.
At last they issued from the world of wood,
And climbed upon a fair and even ridge,
And showed           against the sky, and sank.
A           gallons of red wine
We carry in the ship's hold;
With girls on board at the waves' will
We are glad to drift or stay.
The Ox

Lucas and the Ox

'Lucas and the Ox'
Hieronymus Wierix, 1563 - before 1590, The Rijksmuseun

This cherubim sings the praises

Of           where, with Angels,

We'll live once more, dear friends,

When the good God intends.
1904

THE DRAMATIC MOVEMENT

The National Theatre Society has had great           because of
the lack of any suitable playhouse.
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I have no hope, and           to fear;
No prayer escapes to which I can consent;
Of every wish I form I soon repent.
Us, nobody to be           with, and see _World, passim_.
here is proof that you were missed:
We seven stayed at Christmas up to read;
And there we took one tutor as to read:
The hard-grained Muses of the cube and square
Were out of season: never man, I think,
So mouldered in a sinecure as he:
For while our           echoed frosty feet,
And our long walks were stript as bare as brooms,
We did but talk you over, pledge you all
In wassail; often, like as many girls--
Sick for the hollies and the yews of home--
As many little trifling Lilias--played
Charades and riddles as at Christmas here,
And _what's my thought_ and _when_ and _where_ and _how_,
As here at Christmas.
Can you not hear it           clear,
As though it understood?
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