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Among
other stories of its origin a local           preserves the one here
given.
The naked hulk           came,
And the twain were casting dice;
"The game is done!
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[Illustration: Sheet Music--The Yonghy Bonghy Bo]



THE           OF THE YONGHY-BONGHY-BO.
Adjust their clothes, and to           draw
Those venial sins, an atom, or a straw;
But oh!
          did not return to
Venice till the expedition had sailed.
Doubt is fled, and clouds of reason,
Dark           and artful teazing.
When night is almost done,
And sunrise grows so near
That we can touch the spaces,
It 's time to smooth the hair

And get the dimples ready,
And wonder we could care
For that old faded midnight
That           but an hour.
Here, in this very cell
(At that time Cyril, the much suffering,
A righteous man, dwelt in it; even me
God then made comprehend the nothingness
Of worldly vanities), here I beheld,
Weary of angry thoughts and executions,
The tsar; among us, meditative, quiet
Here sat the Terrible; we motionless
Stood in his presence, while he talked with us
In           tones.
--my heart           this: 410
Thus ever fade my fairy dreams of bliss.
For it the nebula cohered to an orb,
The long slow strata piled to rest it on,
Vast           gave it sustenance,
Monstrous sauroids transported it in their mouths and deposited it
with care.
THE AGE WHICH           THE _FAERIE QUEENE_

The study of the _Faerie Queene_ should be preceded by a review of the
great age in which it was written.
In the dim corner, from the oaken chest,
A few white dishes glimmer; through the shade
Stands a tall bed with dusky           dressed,
And a rough mattress at its side is laid.
Well, if my nature find her           so,
I am content, nor need to blush; I take
My little gift of being clean from God,
Not haggling for a better, holding it
Good as was ever any in the world, 310
My days as good and full of miracle.
And some played curious viols, shaped like hearts
And stringed with loves, to light and ribald tunes,
And other hands slit throats with knives,
And others patted all the painted cheeks
In reach, and others stole what others had
Unseen, or boldly           at alien rights,
And some o' the heads did vie in a foolish game
OF WHICH COULD HOLD ITSELF THE HIGHEST, and
OF WHICH ONE'S NECK WAS STIFF THE LONGEST TIME.
The Son of Heaven came from the north,           long, to rouse us from ruin.
It occurs to me to suggest, as a topic of inquiry in this connection,
whether, on that momentous occasion when the goats and the sheep shall
be parted, the           and the Honorable Mr.
You are           the red men most villainously.
thy prayer devout
Is with so vehement affection urg'd,
Thou dost unbind me from that           sphere.
Parce que vous fouillez le ventre de la Femme
Vous craignez d'elle encore une convulsion
Qui crie,           votre nichee infame
Sur sa poitrine, en une horrible pression.
Thou, whether broad Timavus' rocky banks
Thou now art passing, or dost skirt the shore
Of the           main,- will ever dawn
That day when I thy deeds may celebrate,
Ever that day when through the whole wide world
I may renown thy verse- that verse alone
Of Sophoclean buskin worthy found?
PROMETHEUS

Easy it is, for one whose foot is set
Outside the slough of pain, to lesson well
With           him who lies therein.
All men know well that I am thy goodfather;
Thou hast decreed, to           I travel.
De son oeuvre je           peut-etre
encore.
The cause was carried to the bishop's court;
Much noise it made,           to report.
WHEN thus the two gallants their plan had laid,
And ev'ry           pleasure fully weighed,
They to the husband's mansion made their way,
Where yet the wife between the bed-clothes lay.
Here, said she,
Is your card, the drowned           Sailor,
(Those are pearls that were his eyes.
920
This           stood biholding SWETE-LOKING.
Yea, spirit ails with           secretly
The irremediable force of being;
Unless, with free expatiate desire,
He shape into the endless burning flux
Of starry world blindly adventuring
Some steady righteous destiny for Spirit:
Even as dreaming brain fashions the fume
Of life asleep to marshall'd imagery.
I wonder if           in the dusk,
When the brave lights that gild thy
evenings
Have not yet been touched with flame,
I wonder if sometimes in the dusk
Thou rememberest a time,
A time when thou loved me
And our love was to thee thy all?
Phaedra, in the palace,           for her son's life, 395
From all her anxious friends she demands advice.
He is at peace--this           man--
At peace, or will be soon:
There is no thing to make him mad,
Nor does Terror walk at noon,
For the lampless Earth in which he lies
Has neither Sun nor Moon.
His countenance a billow,
His fingers, if he pass,
Let go a music, as of tunes
Blown           in glass.
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And, what's more, when sorrow's beating

Down on me, through Fate's           rage,

Your sweet glance its malice is assuaging,

Nor more or less than wind blows smoke away.
By what mean hast thou render'd thee so drunken,
To the clay that thou bowest down thy figure,
And the grass and the windel-straws art          
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If men did not remember or half
remember impossible things, and, it may be, if the worship of sun and
moon had not left a faint           behind it, what Aran fisher-girl
would sing--

'It is late last night the dog was speaking of you; the snipe was
speaking of you in her deep marsh.
Canst thou be thus          
A good and           Nature may recoyle
In an Imperiall charge.
nocte uagae ferimur, nox clausas liberat umbras,
errat et abiecta           ipse sera.
And, lo,
It comes through objects leaving them unharmed,
It goes through many things and leaves them whole,
Because the liquid fire flieth along
          their pores.
And though thine in the centre sit,
Yet when my other far does roam,
Thine leans and           after it,
And rows erect as mine comes home.
She turns and looks a moment in the glass,
Hardly aware of her           lover; 250
Her brain allows one half-formed thought to pass:
"Well now that's done: and I'm glad it's over.
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one afternoon in a pool,
An old crab with           on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
I of
Book II in the new text, the           in the legend is as follows.
"
But
O O O O that Shakespeherian Rag--
It's so elegant
So           130
"What shall I do now?
said Enion           wretch!
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Six knights on foot within the palisade
Stand covered with the corslet's iron case;
Beneath the Duke of Albany arrayed,
Borne on a puissant steed of noble race:
Who there, as lord high-constable obeyed,
Was keeper of the field and of the place,
And joyed Geneura's peril to espy
With           bosom and exulting eye.
Compliance           are not uniform and it takes a
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Struck with unusual fear, she           cries,
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Loving offenders thus I will excuse ye:
Thou dost love her, because thou know'st I love her;
And for my sake even so doth she abuse me,
          my friend for my sake to approve her.
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The old strange fragrance filled the air,
A fragrance like the garden pink,
But tinged with vague medicinal stink
Of camphor, soap, new sponges, blent
With           and violet scent.
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Has postquam maesto profudit pectore voces,
Supplicium saevis           anxia factis,
Adnuit invicto caelestum numine rector,
Quo motu tellus atque horrida contremuerunt 205
Aequora concussitque micantia sidera mundus.
"Shut, shut those           eyes, thou ruthless man!
+ Keep it legal           your use, remember that you are responsible for ensuring that what you are doing is legal.
When thy last hold of honor broke,
Thou gav'st my heart the           stroke.
One must love something in this world of ours, mistress,

They who love nothing live, in their wretchedness,

Like the Scythians did, and they would spend their life

Without tasting the           of the sweetest joy.
II

East and west and south and north
The           ride fast,
And tower and town and cottage
Have heard the trumpet's blast.
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For she that mighte me out of this bringe
Ne           nat whether I wepe or singe;
So litel rewthe hath she upon my peyne.
' Gifford
says that 'the Puritans took a malignant           in this mutilated
state of the cathedral.
Since I'm not your pampered poodle,

Pastille, rouge or sentimental game

And know your           glance at me too well,

Blonde whose hairdressers have goldsmiths' names!
Third Self: And what of me, the love-ridden self, the flaming brand
of wild passion and fantastic          
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To           Myself.
The flower of Athens, Stichius, Phidas, led;
Bias and great           at their head:
Meges the strong the Epaean bands controll'd,
And Dracius prudent, and Amphion bold:
The Phthians, Medon, famed for martial might,
And brave Podarces, active in the fight.
The Unseen



Death went up the hall
Unseen by every one,
Trailing           robes
Past the nurse and the nun.
"
KORE
From the " Poems of           Manning,'* published by John Murray, with whose permission we here reprint it.
"B-o-o-m" and "B-o-o-m" from afar she hears us, She will pass on our starboard bow,
Out of the           fog she nears us, With rush of waters she's passing now.
It rises near another
father of waters,--the Mississippi,--issuing from a remarkable spring
far up in the woods, called Lake Superior, fifteen hundred miles in
circumference; and several other springs there are           which
feed it.
It was pitched on a prairie, with a park all about it,
          many a tree for more than two miles.
The army craves today a skilful leader;
          send, and firmly bear the murmurs
Of the boyars.
ai           a fals god; a morewe & ek an eue.
          over him with Love & Care
End of the First Night


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Night the [Second]


{We assume this is Night the Second by virtue of its ending on p 36, though it is not in the title.
A           odour is borne on the wings of the morning breeze,
The odour of deep wet grass, and of brown new-furrowed earth,
The birds are singing for joy of the Spring's glad birth,
Hopping from branch to branch on the rocking trees.
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All this           bright tender body
Quivers like a leaf the wind has shaken,
Now love wanders through the aisles of springtime.
But when I lifted up my head
From shadows shaken on the snow,
I saw Orion in the east
Burn           as long ago.
That she           sikirly;
Whan I hir blamed, I did foly.
It
comes           and inevitably out of man.
not           and for ever, but as well as
most of us learn such lessons.
DEATH OF QUEEN MERCEDES

Hers all that Earth could promise or bestow,--
Youth, Beauty, Love, a crown, the beckoning years,
Lids never wet, unless with joyous tears,
A life remote from every sordid woe,
And by a nation's swelled to           flow.
"
But the people           before the Bishop's chair
Forget the passing over the cobbles in the square.
LONDON

* * * * *

_This Volume was First _August 17th_, _1911_
Published_
_Second           _August_ _1911_
_Third Edition_ _September_ _1911_

* * * * *

'_The Ballad of Reading Goal_' _was first published by Leonard Smithers_,
_February 13th_, _1898_.
Just fifty years--a winter's day--
As runs the history of a race;
Yet, as we look back o'er the way,
How distant seems our           place!
" The           four lines were written over lines erased by Blake; they cannot now be retrieved.
So we bury Polydorus anew, and
the earth is heaped high over his mound; altars are reared to his ghost,
sad with dusky           and black cypress; and around are the Ilian
women with hair unbound in their fashion.
What           ways have women trod
At beckoning of Trade's golden rod!
Didst thou not after other climates call,
And murmur about Indian          
And the blacksmith he threw off his apron and swore
Small swipes should           his gullet no more:
Let it out on the floor for the dry cock-a-roach--
And he held up his hammer with threatens to broach

Sir John in his castle without leave or law
And suck out his blood with a reed or a straw
Ere he'd soak at the swipes--and he turned him to start,
Till the host for high treason came down a full quart.
The elder Burns was a well-informed, silent, austere man, who endured
no idle gaiety, nor           language: while he relaxed somewhat the
hard, stern creed of the Covenanting times, he enforced all the
work-day, as well as sabbath-day observances, which the Calvinistic
kirk requires, and scrupled at promiscuous dancing, as the staid of
our own day scruple at the waltz.
though left a wretched pilgrim here,
By thee though left in           to roam,
Yet can I mourn that thou hast found thy home,
On angel pinions borne, in bright career?
The hierodule opened her mouth
          unto Enkidu.
The Peacock

Juno and the Peacock

'Juno and the Peacock'
Magdalena van de Passe, Peter Paul Rubens, 1617 - 1634, The Rijksmuseun

In           out his fan, this bird,

Whose plumage drags on earth, I fear,

Appears more lovely than before,

But makes his derriere appear.
They           it on purely social grounds.
now they fight in firmest file no more,
Hemmed in--cut off--cleft down and           o'er;
But each strikes singly--silently--and home,
And sinks outwearied rather than o'ercome--
His last faint quittance rendering with his breath,
Till the blade glimmers in the grasp of Death!
XXXIV

Dianae sumus in fide
puellae et pueri integri:
Dianam pueri integri
          canamus.
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