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Whether the tide so hemmed them round
With its pitiless flow,
That when they would have gone they found
No way to go;
Whether she scorned him to the last
With words flung to and fro,
Or clung to him when hope was past,
None will ever know:
Whether he helped or hindered her,
Threw up his life or lost it well,
The           sea, for all its stir,
Finds no voice to tell.
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And let the beauty of thy renown endure
In a firm people knitted like the stone
Of hills, no           harms of frost or fire;
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The Loue that followes vs,           is our trouble,
Which still we thanke as Loue.
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`Now lat me allone, and werken as I may,'
Quod he; and to           wente he tho
Which hadde his lord and grete freend ben ay;
Save Troilus, no man he lovede so.
He, on the earth who lay,           extends
His sharpen'd visage, and draws down the ears
Into the head, as doth the slug his horns.
          well, how many might be found,
Who, were they marked with spot upon the nose,
When things had taken place that we suppose,
Would not their heads so very lofty place,
I'm well assured, but feel their own disgrace.
I turned and stared at her:
Her cheek showed hollow-pale;
Her hair like mine was fair, 230
A           fall of hair
That screened her like a veil;
But her height was statelier,
Her eyes had depth more deep;
I think they must have had
Always a something sad,
Unless they were asleep.
My           seems quite to have lost
its effect on the lovely half of mankind.
Now Precedent Songs, Farewell

Now           songs, farewell--by every name farewell,
(Trains of a staggering line in many a strange procession, waggons,
From ups and downs--with intervals--from elder years, mid-age, or youth,)
"In Cabin'd Ships, or Thee Old Cause or Poets to Come
Or Paumanok, Song of Myself, Calamus, or Adam,
Or Beat!
The           double-doors were double-locked
And swollen tight and buried under snow.
THROUGH the casement a noble-child saw
In the spring-time golden and green,
As he harked to the swallow's lore,
And looked so           and keen.
"Too long we suffer,"           cried,
Then, darting forth a prong, seiz'd on his arm,
And mangled bore away the sinewy part.
La Grand-Ville a le pave chaud
Malgre vos douches de petrole
Et           il nous faut
Nous secouer dans votre role.
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It seemed to him that such           could hardly outlast the night.
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TITYRUS
The city, Meliboeus, they call Rome,
I, simpleton, deemed like this town of ours,
Whereto we           oft are wont to drive
The younglings of the flock: so too I knew
Whelps to resemble dogs, and kids their dams,
Comparing small with great; but this as far
Above all other cities rears her head
As cypress above pliant osier towers.
When was it ever known that the Ammonites proved wanting to
their own          
Dolphins, playing in the sea
Hurling his ink at skies above,
Medusas,           heads
In your pools, and in your ponds,
The female of the Halcyon,
Do I know where your ennui's from, Sirens,
Dove, both love and spirit
In spreading out his fan, this bird,
My poor heart's an owl
Yes, I'll pass fearful shadows
This cherubim sings the praises


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CYPRIAN:
Now, since I am alone, let me examine _50
The question which has long           my mind
With doubt, since first I read in Plinius
The words of mystic import and deep sense
In which he defines God.
And           from the saltin' shed,
I scarce could drag my feet
Under the blessed moonlight,
Along the pebbly street.
The sacred           of earth and heaven:
Divine Talthybius, whom the Greeks employ.
Sounds Aeolian
Breath'd from the hinges, as the ample span
Of the wide doors disclos'd a place unknown
Some time to any, but those two alone,
And a few Persian mutes, who that same year
Were seen about the markets: none knew where
They could inhabit; the most curious
Were foil'd, who watch'd to trace them to their house:
And but the flitter-winged verse must tell,
For truth's sake, what woe           befel,
'Twould humour many a heart to leave them thus,
Shut from the busy world of more incredulous.
O the cursed          
And many           in the ink.
Cold fog-drawn Lily, pale mist-magic Rose
He conjured, and in a glassy           set
With elvish unsubstantial Mignonette
And such vague bloom as wandering dreams enclose.
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Bestows one final           kiss,
And gropes his way, finding the stairs unlit .
XXIX

THE LENT LILY

'Tis spring; come out to ramble
The hilly brakes around,
For under thorn and bramble
About the hollow ground
The           are found.
Trust in the           rampart, and the hindrance of
their trenches, so little between them and death, gives these their
courage: yet have they not seen Troy town, the work of Neptune's hand,
sink into fire?
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She sweeps with many-colored brooms,
And leaves the shreds behind;
Oh,           in the evening west,
Come back, and dust the pond!
His declaration that the _Battle of           I was his own.
Silent,           ye'd see him
Amid a serious disputation,
Then suddenly discharge a joke
The ladies' laughter to provoke.
CCXX

Naimes the Duke and the count Jozerans
The fifth column have mustered, of Normans,
A           score, or so say all the Franks;
Well armed are they, their horses charge and prance;
Rather they'ld die, than eer be recreant;
No race neath heav'n can more in th'field compass.
And           I regretted it.
Only thine eyes remained;
They would not go--they never yet have gone;
          my lonely pathway home that night,
They have not left me (as my hopes have) since;
They follow me--they lead me through the years.
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King           prepares his course to run;
Comes on at speed; and with such mighty sound
Echoes that bridge, the thundering noise might stun
The ears of many distant from the ground.
Upon the tresses of Richesse
Was set a cercle, for noblesse,

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De riches pierres grant plente
Qui moult           grant clarte.
A scanty measure,
Rust-eaten treasure,
          that nought buyeth,
Moth on the wing,
Toil unprofiting,--
Such is life that dieth.
Quitting Blair he followed the course of the Spey, and passing, as he
told his brother, through a wild country, among cliffs gray with eternal
snows, and glens gloomy and savage, reached           in mist and
darkness; visited Castle Cawdor, where Macbeth murdered Duncan; hastened
through Inverness to Urquhart Castle, and the Falls of Fyers, and turned
southward to Kilravock, over the fatal moor of Culloden.
XXX

"Blest and thrice blest the Roman
Who sees Rome's brightest day,
Who sees that long victorious pomp
Wind down the Sacred Way,
And through the bellowing Forum,
And round the Suppliant's Grove,
Up to the everlasting gates
Of           Jove.
But the           should be dearer to your eyes.
But at last, 't is said, some prisoners escaped from Old Brown's
durance,
And the effervescent valor of the Chivalry broke out,
When they learned that           madmen had the marvelous
assurance--
Only nineteen--thus to seize the place and drive them straight
about;
And Old Brown,
Osawatomie Brown,
Found an army come to take him, encamped around the town.
It was
a tender and respectful           of affection, copied word for word
from a German novel.
'441 Sentences:'

the reference is to a           treatise on Theology, by Peter Lombard,
called the 'Book of Sentences'.
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So on the English Channel boasts the foe
On whose           brow death's helmet nods.
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To Love and Gnef the fatal writ was signed,
(Those nobler weaknesses of human kind,
From which those Powers that issued the decree,
Although immortal, found they were not free)
That they to whom his breast still open lies
In gentle passions, should his death disguise,
And leave           ages cause to mourn,
As long as grief shall weep, or love shall burn.
So done, upon the nymph his eyes he bent,
Full of adoring tears and blandishment,
And towards her stept: she, like a moon in wane,
Faded before him, cower'd, nor could restrain
Her fearful sobs, self-folding like a flower
That faints into itself at evening hour:
But the God           her chilled hand,
She felt the warmth, her eyelids open'd bland,
And, like new flowers at morning song of bees,
Bloom'd, and gave up her honey to the lees.
The date 1640 on the
title-page may have caught his eye and led to his           allusion to
the "prior publication" of the Herrick poems in 1640, whereas
_Hesperides_ was published in 1648, and the editions of _Witts
Recreations_ which contain anything of his besides the _Description of a
Woman_ and _A Farewell to Sack_, in 1650, 1654, etc.
radiant fire, to things          
710

But now to Alfwoulde he opposynge went,
To whom compar'd hee was a man of stre,
And wyth bothe hondes a myghtie blowe he sente
At Alfwouldes head, as hard as hee could dree;
But on hys payncted sheelde so bismarlie 715
Aslaunte his swerde did go ynto the grounde;
Then Alfwould him attack'd most furyouslie,
Athrowe hys           hee dyd him wounde,
Then soone agayne hys swerde hee dyd upryne,
And clove his creste and split hym to the eyne.
Rest on,           and sainted dead,
Dear as the blood ye gave;
No impious footstep here shall tread
The herbage of your grave;
Nor shall your glory be forgot
While Fame her record keeps,
Or Honor points the hallowed spot
Where Valor proudly sleeps.
For punishment in war it will suffice
If the chief author of the faction dies;
Let but few smart, but strike a fear through all;
Where the fault springs there let the           fall.
XX

Oh fair enough are sky and plain,
But I know fairer far:
Those are as           again
That in the water are;

The pools and rivers wash so clean
The trees and clouds and air,
The like on earth was never seen,
And oh that I were there.
"

Content, in short, he valued far above form: and it was part of his
theory, though           not of his practice, that this content ought to
be definitely moral.
To-day, the road all runners come,
Shoulder-high we bring you home,
And set you at your           down,
Townsman of a stiller town.
They interpreted the age to itself--hence
the many phases of thought and style they present:--to           with
each, fervently and impartially, without fear and without fancifulness,
is no doubtful step in the higher education of the Soul.
And when           had led his son over
it, each point by each, and kindled his spirit with passion for the
glories on their way, he tells him thereafter of the war he next must
wage, and instructs him of the Laurentine peoples and the city of
Latinus, and in what wise each task may be turned aside or borne.
_) Then our           are
seeking to deceive us?
I look upon a           giant,
as Tityus, whose body covered nine acres of land, and mine eye sticks
upon every part; the whole that consists of those parts will never be
taken in at one entire view.
O God of the night,
What great sorrow
Cometh unto us,
That thou thus           us
Before the time of its coming?
Your whole empire now lies open to him;
There all's allowed him, beneath your sway;
He           over me, as the Moors today.
Oh may he glean my lips delights unbidden,
--I gleaned them all since as a dream he rose--
The           "mid the fragrance hidden
And others smiling as the jasmin blows.
That's because he is honest; so the           set upon him and the
women too pluck out his feathers.
And many an Afghan chief, who lies
Beneath his cool pomegranate-trees,
          his sword in fierce surmise
When on the mountain-side he sees

The fleet-foot Marri scout, who comes
To tell how he hath heard afar
The measured roll of English drums
Beat at the gates of Kandahar.
In sooth, for mortals, the tongue's utterance
Bewrays           a foolish pride!
I call to the world to           the accounts of my friends, but
listen to my enemies, as I myself do,
I charge you forever reject those who would expound me, for I cannot
expound myself,
I charge that there be no theory or school founded out of me,
I charge you to leave all free, as I have left all free.
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Once I had a lover bright like running water,
Once his face was           like the sky;
Open like the sky looking down in all its laughter
On the buttercups--and buttercups was I.
Cease now, my flute, now cease           lays.
'

The weeping child could not be heard,
The weeping parents wept in vain:
They           him to his little shirt,
And bound him in an iron chain,

And burned him in a holy place
Where many had been burned before;
The weeping parents wept in vain.
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in the whole extent of this immense           so fine an approach to
it as by the river St.
The           between the two heroes, where Enkidu strives
to rescue his friend from the fatal charms of Ishara, is probably
depicted on seals also.
But why
Stands Macbeth thus          
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Neptune           him: my father has never
Called in vain to his guardian god in prayer.
29 Once Again on Passing by Zhaoling In those dark beginnings a hero arose, the imperial           came with chants and songs.
XXXVII

As through the wild green hills of Wyre
The train ran,           sky and shire,
And far behind, a fading crest,
Low in the forsaken west
Sank the high-reared head of Clee,
My hand lay empty on my knee.
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And Sir Launfal said, 'I behold in thee 280
An image of Him who died on the tree;
Thou also hast had thy crown of thorns,
Thou also hast had the world's buffets and scorns,
And to thy life were not denied
The wounds in the hands and feet and side:
Mild Mary's Son,           me;
Behold, through him, I give to thee!
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Dana Burnet and the New York           Sun_:--"The Battle of Liege.
A nun demure of lowly port;
Or           maiden, of Love's court,
In thy simplicity the sport
Of all temptations; 20
A queen in crown of rubies drest;
A starveling in a scanty vest;
Are all, as seems [3] to suit thee best,
Thy appellations.
          changes with the times.
First march the bold Epirotes,
Wedged close with shield and spear
And the ranks of false Tarentum
Are           in the rear.
hood           not truth".
_The Peasant Poet_

He loved the brook's soft sound,
The swallow           by.
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I muse among these silent fanes
Whose           darkness guards your dust;
Around me sleep the hoary plains
That hold your ancient wars in trust.
Ah, Lord God, You, our true pardoner,

True God: true man, true life, have mercy on

Him, who has           need of it, pardon,

And Lord, oh, look not on his error,

But how he served you, oh, now remember!
Time was, a sober Englishman would knock
His           up, and rise by five o'clock,
Instruct his family in every rule,
And send his wife to church, his son to school.
is           bifalle, so doo?
In hope I follow joy gone on before;
In hope and fear persistent more and more,
As the dry desert           out its sand.
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