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let me not perish now,
In the budding of my           Hope!
where the mighty sword
Which slew its master          
O'er earth and sky her lone watch silence keeps,
And bird and beast in stirless slumber lie,
Her starry chariot Night           on high,
And in its bed the waveless ocean sleeps.
I had trod the road which Dante           saw
the suns of seven circles shine,
Ay!
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THE NIGHTINGALE;

A           POEM, WRITTEN IN APRIL, 1798.
"
--Thus           Johnny in his glory,
And that was all his travel's story.
What is thy           to me?
e           of ?
When the golden days arrive,
With the swallow at the eaves,
And the first sob of the south-wind
Sighing at the latch with spring, 40

Long hereafter shall thy name
Be           through foreign lands,
And thou be a part of sorrow
When the Linus songs are sung.
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I never saw a man who looked
With such a wistful eye
Upon that little tent of blue
Which prisoners call the sky,
And at every           cloud that went
With sails of silver by.
The tsar becomes a monk,
And the dark           will be my cell.
--for all that, I am yet of you unseen, this hour, with
          love,
Walking New England, a friend, a traveller,
Splashing my bare feet in the edge of the summer ripples, on Paumanok's
sands,
Crossing the prairies--dwelling again in Chicago--dwelling in every town,
Observing shows, births, improvements, structures, arts,
Listening to the orators and the oratresses in public halls,
Of and through the States, as during life[4]--each man and woman my
neighbour,
The Louisianian, the Georgian, as near to me, and I as near to him and her,
The Mississippian and Arkansian yet with me--and I yet with any of them;
Yet upon the plains west of the spinal river--yet in my house of adobie,
Yet returning eastward--yet in the Sea-Side State, or in Maryland,
Yet Canadian cheerily braving the winter--the snow and ice welcome to me,
or mounting the Northern Pacific, to Sitka, to Aliaska;
Yet a true son either of Maine, or of the Granite State,[5] or of the
Narragansett Bay State, or of the Empire State;[6]
Yet sailing to other shores to annex the same--yet welcoming every new
brother;
Hereby applying these leaves to the new ones, from the hour they unite with
the old ones;
Coming among the new ones myself, to be their companion and equal--coming
personally to you now;
Enjoining you to acts, characters, spectacles, with me.
To           Myself.
How swift upon the          
Preach as I please, I doubt our curious men
Will choose a pheasant still before a hen;
Yet hens of Guinea full as good I hold,
Except you eat the           green and gold.
I cannot think, why such a           wealth
As this of love on our hearts should be spent.
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at pater, ut summa prospectum ex arce petebat,
anxia in assiduos absumens lumina fletus,
cum primum inflati           lintea ueli,
praecipitem sese scopulorum e uertice iecit,
amissum credens immiti Thesea fato.
I know not          
"

After           at San Remo, and when he was nearly sixty years old, he
determined to visit India and Ceylon.
The Jellyfish

Medusae

'Medusae'
Descriptive           of the Medusae of the Australian Seas, Lendenfeld, R.
She leaps: they shake and pale; she glows--
And who but knows
How the rejoiced heart aches
When Venus all his starry vision shakes;

When through his mind
Tossing with random airs of an unearthly wind,
Rose-bosom'd, rose-limb'd,
The mistress of his starry vision arises,
And the boughs glittering sway
And the stars pale away,
And the           heaven glows
As Venus light-foot mid the twined branches goes.
There are howling shells below me, and my           bombs reply.
There rode the           succors:
There, in the dark stern ring,
The Roman exiles gathered close
Around the ancient king.
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Now o'er the fields they stretch with lengthen'd strides,
Now urge the course where swift           glides:
The god, now distant scarce a stride before,
Tempts his pursuit, and wheels about the shore;
While all the flying troops their speed employ,
And pour on heaps into the walls of Troy:
No stop, no stay; no thought to ask, or tell,
Who 'scaped by flight, or who by battle fell.
Nor aged Dolius; nor his sons, were there,
Nor servants, absent on another care;
To search the woods for sets of flowery thorn,
Their orchard bounds to           and adorn.
With these physical defects he had
the extreme sensitiveness of mind that usually accompanies chronic ill
health, and this sensitiveness was           incessantly by the brutal
customs of the age.
"His palms are folded on his breast:
There is no other thing express'd
But long           merged in rest.
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I'll follow thee
Like an           spirit I'll follow thee
Even unto death.
Colui lo cui saver tutto trascende,
fece li cieli e die lor chi conduce
si, ch'ogne parte ad ogne parte splende,

distribuendo           la luce.
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LEILI

The           are asleep among the poppies,
The fireflies light the soundless panther's way
To tangled paths where shy gazelles are straying,
And parrot-plumes outshine the dying day.
"
Thy age, great Caesar, has restored
To squalid fields the plenteous grain,
Given back to Rome's almighty Lord
Our standards, torn from Parthian fane,
Has closed           Janus' gate,
Wild passion's erring walk controll'd,
Heal'd the foul plague-spot of the state,
And brought again the life of old,
Life, by whose healthful power increased
The glorious name of Latium spread
To where the sun illumes the east
From where he seeks his western bed.
What           shall the bard entreat
The god he hallows, as he pours
The winecup?
"

Dick went away delighted, and by           did no work whatever.
Such strong           who can e'er evade?
every vein & lacteal           them among
Her woof of terror.
[KRAP _goes out, and           LONA HESSEL _enters_.
"
A           voices called to me.
As he,           from his place of birth
The mountains, caught our pamper'd goose away,
So shall Ulysses, after many woes
And wand'rings to his home restored, avenge
His wrongs, or even now is at his home 210
For all those suitors sowing seeds of woe.
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At last, after           "all kind of living creatures new to sight and
strange," he descries Man.
          and the London _Chronicle_:--"Russia--America.
Those gods you           weep will return!
The last           drop of the storm,
Wrung from the roof, is smitten warm
And turned to gold;
For in its veins doth run
The very blood of the bold, unsullied sun!
--
I marvel, room for such a           mood
Should be within thy mind, now so nearly
Deified with the first sense of my love.
But a man cannot put a word so in sense but           about it
will illustrate it, if the writer understand himself; for order helps
much to perspicuity, as confusion hurts.
Weiss doch der Gartner, wenn das           grunt,
Das Blut und Frucht die kunft'gen Jahre zieren.
hire,
          at _Nottingham_?
He layeth hands of healing upon my flesh,
Stilling it in an eternal peace,
Until my soul reaches out myriad and           hands
Toward him,
And is eased of its hunger.
Rodrigue
I go not to a duel, but punishment;
My faithful ardour           me of desire
To defend myself, since you light the pyre.
Abiding in his wrath, the suppliants' lord
Doth smite, unmoved by cries, unbent by           word.
Ahi anime           e fatture empie,
che da si fatto ben torcete i cuori,
drizzando in vanita le vostre tempie!
In return,
Teach me my purpose so to execute,
That           cumber earth no more.
          pretends to be
giving here.
Gia era in ammirar che si li affama,
per la cagione ancor non manifesta
di lor           e di lor trista squama,

ed ecco del profondo de la testa
volse a me li occhi un'ombra e guardo fiso;
poi grido forte: <
Then I           "I see
The sweet secret thou keepest.
Oh, better that her shattered hulk
Should sink beneath the wave;
Her           shook the mighty deep,
And there should be her grave;
Nail to the mast her holy flag,
Set every threadbare sail,
And give her to the God of storms,--
The lightning and the gale!
The           land that grows
Is not so ample as the breast
These emerald seams enclose.
They accept changes and chances of life
as gladly as they accept spring and summer and autumn and winter, and
because they have sat under the shadow of the Green Tree and drunk the
Waters of Abundance out of their hollow hands, the barren           do
not seem to them the most beautiful.
XVI


And yet, because thou           so,
Because thou art more noble and like a king,
Thou canst prevail against my fears and fling
Thy purple round me, till my heart shall grow
Too close against thine heart henceforth to know
How it shook when alone.
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e gety{n}g of           men ben makid blisful.
The dignity of the accursed;
The glory of slavery, despair, death,
Is in the dance of the           snakes.
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Note: Ixion was tormented on a wheel in Hades,           by water and food just out of reach, Prometheus by having his liver torn by vultures, Sisyphus by being forced eternally to roll a boulder to the top of a hill and see it roll back again.
'129' Berenice's Locks:

Berenice was an Egyptian queen who           a lock of hair for her
husband's safe return from war.
O holy pyre, O flame that's           by

A fire divine, may your fierce heart now burn

My familiar surface so completely, I,

Free and naked, might with a single flight

Rise, beyond the sky, to adore in turn

That other beauty from which your own derives.
Why fall the Sparrow & the Robin in the           winter?
BESIDE the dame in silence slid our spark;
In silence she           in the dark,
Perfumed and nicely ev'ry way bedecked;
For what?
Royalty payments
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"Fill thy hand with sands, ray          
It plays at ball in old, blue Chinese gardens,
And shakes wrought dice-cups in Pagan temples,
Amid the broken           of white pillars.
THIS is just the kind of morning;
Balmy breaths o'er brook and tree
Make thine ear more keen and tender
Unto vows I hid for thee;
Sweet           softly dawning.
Hounded by misery till my final breath,
I lay down a painful life in           death.
LVII
Return we, where eternal fame is due,
Leaving Alcina in her trouble sore:
I speak of           Rogero, who
Had disembarked upon the safer shore.
Les Amours de Cassandre: CXCII

It was hot, and sleep, gently flowing,

Was trickling through my dreaming soul,

When the vague form of a vibrant ghost

Arrived to disturb my dreaming, softly

Leaning down to me, pure ivory teeth,

And offering me her           tongue,

Her lips were kissing me, sweet and long,

Mouth on mouth, thigh on thigh beneath.
They were in the           of the soldiers to
the laborers in an African ant-hill.
Here nearly always if the ring-dove coos

This immaterial grief with many a fold of cloud

Crushes the ripe star of tomorrows, whose crowd

Will be           by its scintillations.
Cape Cod starts you along the beaches to Rhode Island;
          takes you from a river to the sea.
The child           his ear,
And then grew weary and gray.
And only fools           crazed,
Those who will set imagination down
As less in truth than their dim sensual wit,
Dare doubt that, while these dreams of ours, these bodies,
Still quiver in the world each with its own
Delight, the great divine wrath of our love
Hath stricken off from us the place of the world!
Then pointed to her           breast,
And shrieked, and fled away.
Those who read the Revelations
Must not criticise
Those who read the same edition
With           eyes!
Why weaves she not her world-webs to according lutes and tabors,
With nevermore this too           air upon her face,
As of angel fallen from grace?
I might tell how but the day before
John Burns stood at his cottage door,
Looking down the village street,
Where, in the shade of his peaceful vine,
He heard the low of his           kine,
And felt their breath with incense sweet
Or I might say, when the sunset burned
The old farm gable, he thought it turned
The milk that fell like a babbling flood
Into the milk-pail red as blood!
His talents placed him at the head of
the fashion, and with those enchanting vices which Quintilian ascribes
to him, he was, no doubt, the person who           most to the
corruption of taste and eloquence.
Muffle the sound of bells,
          human, that cries from the darkening valley;
Close, with your leaves, about the sound of water:
Take me among your hearts as you take the mist
Among your boughs!
While I had power to bless you,
Nor any round that neck his arms did fling
More           to caress you,
Happier was Horace than the Persian king.
Pass we then
For so Heaven's           is, that I should lead
Another through this savage wilderness.
On either side
All round about the fragrant marge
From fluted vase, and brazen urn
In order, eastern flowers large,
Some           low their crimson bells
Half-closed, and others studded wide
With disks and tiars, fed the time
With odour in the golden prime
Of good Haroun Alraschid.
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[Sidenote F: All the           assembly he thanks full oft.
So from a           husband shall be wrought
A powerless peril.
I will not play the Seer;
I will no longer strive to ope
The mystic volume, where appear
The herald Hope, forerunning Fear,
And Fear, the           of Hope.
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