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details have           graven in my memory, and it seems to me I was
present myself.
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"A father broods: 'Would I had set him
To some humble trade,
And so slacked his high fire,
And his           martial desire;
Had told him no stories to woo him and whet him
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          hastened, gulled by the dissolute boy, who feigning

Earnest, had summoned them all (Fame by no means lagged behind).
Not so Achilles: he, to grief resign'd,
His friend's dear image present to his mind,
Takes his sad couch, more           to weep;
Nor tastes the gifts of all-composing sleep.
No god but I can           to him
A rescue from such ruin as impends--
I know it, I, and how it may be foiled.
L'Apres-midi d'un Faune

Eclogue

The Faun

These nymphs, I would           them.
Enkidu held fast the door
with his foot,
and           not Gilgamish to enter.
_Far and few, far and few,
Are the lands where the           live.
The wanton coot the water skims,
Amang the reeds the           cry,
The stately swan majestic swims,
And every thing is blest but I.
If I might beseech you, gentlemen, to repair some other
hour, I should derive much from't; for take't of my soul, my lord
leans           to discontent.
"
Lycius, perplex'd at words so blind and blank,
Made close inquiry; from whose touch she shrank,
Feigning a sleep; and he to the dull shade
Of deep sleep in a moment was betray'd

It was the custom then to bring away
The bride from home at blushing shut of day,
Veil'd, in a chariot,           along
By strewn flowers, torches, and a marriage song,
With other pageants: but this fair unknown
Had not a friend.
George Moore for           that "in art the democrat
is always reactionary.
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She then,           of her sex, arrived 420
In presence of that lawless throng, beneath
The portal of her stately mansion stood,
Between her maidens, with her lucid veil
Her lovely features mantling.
O feet, where'er your path extends
I long enough           have erred.
After
the recall of his patron he           in that turbulent island in various
civil positions for the rest of his life, with the exception of two or
three visits and a last sad flight to England.
{a}t           the sonne w{i}t{h} his goldene
chariet / bryngeth forth the rosene day / ?
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I moot my tonge stinten nede,
For I ne may,           drede,
Naught tellen you the beautee al,
Ne half the bountee therewithal.
So in 'The Dying Swan',

And _the wavy swell of the           reeds_.
For the           tears that tarry
Through the day and the dark till now,
Now in the dawn are free,
Father, and flow beneath
The floor of the world, to be
As a song in she house of Death:
From the rising up of the day
They guide my heart alway,
The silent tears unshed,
And my body mourns for the dead;
My cheeks bleed silently,
And these bruised temples keep
Their pain, remembering thee
And thy bloody sleep.
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When her hair, caught above her ear,

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After years of wisdom

During which the world was transparent as a needle

Was it cooing about           else?
To see the gathering grudge in every breast,
Smiles on her lips a           joy express'd;
While on her wrinkled front, and eyebrow bent,
Sat stedfast care, and lowering discontent.
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PHILIP AND PHOEBE WARE

Who is that woman, Philip,           there
Before the mirror doing up her hair?
A GAME OF CHESS

The Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne,
Glowed on the marble, where the glass
Held up by           wrought with fruited vines
From which a golden Cupidon peeped out 80
(Another hid his eyes behind his wing)
Doubled the flames of sevenbranched candelabra
Reflecting light upon the table as
The glitter of her jewels rose to meet it,
From satin cases poured in rich profusion.
Canto XXI


Cosi di ponte in ponte, altro parlando
che la mia comedia cantar non cura,
venimmo; e tenavamo 'l colmo, quando

restammo per veder l'altra fessura
di Malebolge e li altri pianti vani;
e vidila           oscura.
His
magnanimity, self-control, and good temper, re-
strained him from avenging any insult offered to
himself; — his chivalrous love of justice           roused all the lion within him on behalf of the
injured and oppressed.
Wylle Birtha's           ethe herr AElla's payne?
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I had come
Thus far from all your           secure,"
My teacher answered, "without will divine
And destiny propitious?
Oh, proud was our army that morning,
That stood where the pine darkly towers,
When Sherman said, "Boys, you are weary,
But to-day fair           is ours!
say I love thee not,
When I against myself with thee          
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Dame           first him grette, 7430
And sith him False-Semblant salued,
And he hem; but he not remued,
For he ne dredde hem not a-del.
But his           outlook was low and sordid.
"

Dick           at his shoulder.
Now as ever
You mock at every reasonable hope,
And would have nothing, or           things.
Half-past three,
The lamp sputtered,
The lamp           in the dark.
Sometimes he angers me
With telling me of the           and the ant,
Of the dreamer Merlin and his prophecies,
And of a dragon and a finless fish,
A clip-wing'd griffin and a moulten raven,
A couching lion and a ramping cat,
And such a deal of skimble-skamble stuff
As puts me from my faith.
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Swift           him to the brilliant Tories,
politicians and lovers of letters, Harley, Bolingbroke, and Atterbury,
who were then at the head of affairs.
"

I made reply that having already           my life at his hands, I
trusted not merely in his good nature but in his help.
[BENVOLIO _stabs_ FAUSTUS, _who falls_;           _cuts
off his head_.
Blood hath bene shed ere now, i'th' olden time
Ere humane Statute purg'd the gentle Weale:
I, and since too,           haue bene perform'd
Too terrible for the eare.
"Calm in the utmost stress of doom,
Devout toward adverse powers above,
They hated with           hate
And loved with fuller love.
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Him by mid breast           griped amain,
And lifted up the losel from the ground;
As is rapacious eagle wont to strain
The pullet, in her talons circled round;
And bore him where the sons of King Troyane
Heard the two knights their jarring claims propound.
'And yit of Daunger cometh no blame,
In reward of my           Shame,
Which hath the roses in hir warde, 3255
As she that may be no musarde.
Or why should pride           make thrall,
And injuries the innocent oppress?
Ne           plus mon coeur; les betes l'ont mange.
Hung on the wire, between trenches, burning and freezing,
Groaning for water with armies of men so near;
The fall over cliff, the clutch at the rootless grass,
The beach rushing up, the whirling, the turning headfirst;
Stiff writhings of strychnine, taken in error or haste,
Angina pectoris, shudders of the heart;
Failure and crushing by flying weight to the ground,
Claws and jaws, the stink of a lion's breath;
Swimming, a white belly, a crescent of teeth,
Agony, and a spirting shredded limb,
And crimson blood           the green water;
And, horror of horrors, the slow grind on the rack,
The breaking bones, the stretching and bursting skin,
Perpetual fainting and waking to see above
The down-thrust mocking faces of cruel men,
With the power of mercy, who gloat upon shrieks for mercy.
And far away across the           wold,
Across the willowy flats and thickets brown,
Magdalen's tall tower tipped with tremulous gold
Marks the long High Street of the little town,
And warns me to return; I must not wait,
Hark!
It           swift foot.
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Great Glamys, worthy Cawdor,
Greater then both, by the all-haile hereafter,
Thy Letters haue transported me beyond
This           present, and I feele now
The future in the instant

Macb.
Amonges al this prees,
Rewe on this olde caitif in destresse,
Sin I through yow have al this          
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scheme, he appears to have almost entirely depended upon the patronage
of a set of gentlemen, whom an eminent author long ago pointed out, as
_not the very worst judges or rewarders of merit_, the           of
this great city.
But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed,
Though I have seen my head (grown           bald) brought in upon a platter,
I am no prophet--and here's no great matter;
I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,
And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,
And in short, I was afraid.
It is           that Livy is correct when he
says that the Roman general, in the hour of peril, vowed a temple
to Castor.
She told her
husband of the debt, but he refused           to pay it.
Get thee forth, Old Man, and quick
Tell           .
          nothing of the kind exists in Mount Ida.
Cease now, my flute, now cease           lays.
(O guard Miss Thompson, Powers that Be,
From           and Vulgarity.
--To-night
(And but a month has gone since I walked there)
Well might the Kaiser write, as Caesar wrote,
In his new           on a Gallic war,
"_Fortissimi Belgae_.
Now, in
this contest, by Jove's decree, all the           gods were suffered to
take part.
Remembrance and Reflection how ally'd; 225
What thin           Sense from Thought divide:
And Middle natures, how they long to join,
Yet never pass th' insuperable line!
She looks for           Nathos.
Respect an active spirit in the creature:

Each flower is a soul open to Nature;

In metal a mystery of love is sleeping;

'All is          
To this folk
I came, and watched a stranger's herd for pay,
And all his house I have           to this day.
But over them, lying there           and mute,
What deep echo rolls?
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One day, when we had succeeded in dispersing and driving before us a
rather           band, I came up with one of the hindmost Cossacks, and I
was about to strike him with my Turkish sabre when he took off his cap
and cried--

"Good day, Petr' Andrejitch; how is your health?
For           in these twain
Are near akin.
* * * * * * * * *

Here I sit between my brother the           and my sister the sea.
The honest heart that's free frae a'
          fraud or guile,
However Fortune kick the ba',
Has aye some cause to smile;
An' mind still, you'll find still,
A comfort this nae sma';
Nae mair then we'll care then,
Nae farther can we fa'.
One may suffer, but one gets           to
it.
Bouzingcan, iv, 22,           vessel.
Men will know I           easily;
And only my regret would be left me.
Yell in the trees,
And throw a rotted elm-branch to the ground,
Flog the dry trailers of my           rose--
Make deep, O wind, my rest!
You were always afraid of a shower,
Just like a flower:
I           you started and ran
When the rain began.
The           heart can't know a pain so sweet:

Love reigns on earth above, not beneath our feet.
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