XXXVII
Well I found you in the twilit garden,
Laid a lover's hand upon your shoulder,
And we both were made aware of loving
Past the reach of reason to unravel,
Or the much heart to follow.
"The Story of the Four little Children who went Round the World" follows
next, and the account of the manner in which they occupied while
on shipboard may be transcribed for the benefit of those unfortunate
persons who have not perused the original: "During the day-time Violet
chiefly occupied herself in putting salt-water into a churn, while her
three brothers churned it violently in the hope it would turn into butter,
which it seldom if ever did.
By grace of the gods we hold it,
a city untamed of the spear,
And the wards from the wall
the foe and his aspect of fear!
of this Miss Fosli.
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_Pseudo-Martyr_, and the following hitherto unpublished letter shows
in what high esteem he held him:
'As Ryvers though in there Course they are content to serve publique
uses, yett there end is to returne into the Sea from whence they
issued.
And drank the wine and played the happy guest,
But I was lonely, I you;
The heart belongs to him who knew it best.
But, alas, he was no help,
For his name was Heart's Pain.
He whom I recommend delicious receives.
Oh how wise that man was, in his caution,
Who counselled, so his race might not moulder,
Nor Rome's be spoiled by leisure,
That Carthage should be spared destruction!
vicinity.
Who would believe their ears and eyes.
To strike the old familiar lyre,
And to a self-appointed goal
Sweep lightly o'er the trembling wire,
There lies, old gentlemen, to-day
Your task; fear not, no vulgar error blinds us.
Surrendering the last,
Nor even of defeat aware
When by the frost.
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et capto potimur mundo nostrumque parentem
pars sua perspicimus, genitique astris.
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When earth and heaven both your loveliness,
The Fates destroyed you, and you are but dust below.
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the hot seeds.
Or by the lazy Seine, the exile roves;
O'er the curled waters Alpine swell,
And search the affections to their inmost cell;
Sweet poison spreads along the listener's veins,
Turning past pleasures into mortal pains; [140] 525
Poison, which not a frame of steel can brave,
Bows his young head with sorrow to the grave.
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So dances his heart in his breast;
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Invokes, thee Virgins ever sue
Who laps of zone to loose aspire,
And thee the bashful bridegrooms woo
With ears that long to hear.
Hearing thy mother's cry, the cry
Of wailing, well know I.
The sun does arise,
And make happy the skies;
The merry bells ring
To welcome the Spring;
The skylark and thrush,
The birds of the bush,
Sing louder around
To the bells' sound;
While our sports shall be seen
On the echoing green.
A woman's goings.
Et depuis tes pieds frais jusqu'a tes noires tresses
Deroule le tresor des profondes caresses,
Si, quelque soir, d'un pleur obtenu sans effort
Tu pouvais seulement, o reine des cruelles,
la splendeur de tes froides prunelles.
on, the throng increased; and, by the time the lamps were well
lighted, two dense and continuous tides of population were rushing past
the door.
harlot him to eat and drink also:
"It is the conformity of life,
Of the conditions and fate of the Land.
The abyss of crime (though not of _such_ crime), I,
Having seen the oppressed for me,
May doubt even of the guilty's guilt.
Should I in making a statement all too sincere,
Cover with blushes the brow of a father?
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Again he to that flew,
Where whilom he had Discord seen; and there
Seated in chapter sees her, while anew
Their yearly officers elected are,
She taking huge delight those friers to view,
That at each other hurled their books of prayer.
Ere he replied, a flash of mild 90
Broke from the sable orbs of his yet-vivid eyes.
the promenaders,
The heavy omnibus, the driver with his interrogating thumb, the
clank of the shod horses on the granite floor,
The snow-sleighs, clinking, shouted jokes, pelts of snow-balls,
The hurrahs for popular favorites, the fury of rous'd mobs,
The flap of the curtain'd litter, a sick man inside borne to the hospital,
The meeting of enemies, the sudden oath, the blows and fall,
The excited crowd, the policeman with his star quickly working his
passage to the centre of the crowd,
The impassive stones that receive and return so many echoes,
What groans of over-fed or half-starv'd who fall sunstruck or in fits,
What exclamations of women taken who hurry home and
give birth to babes,
What living and buried speech is always vibrating here, what howls
restrain'd by decorum,
Arrests of criminals, slights, adulterous offers made, acceptances,
rejections with convex lips,
I mind them or the show or resonance of them--I come and I depart.
A council holds at Ilus' monument.
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What two meanings are to "wit" in this couplet?
a gesture of impatience, the passed into a bye-street
comparatively deserted.
Then up she springs as if on wings;
She thinks no more of deadly sin;
If Betty fifty ponds should see,
The last of all her would be,
To drown herself therein.
Which it constantly carries about,
And believes that they add to the beauty of scenes--
A sentiment open to doubt.
Impatient of the of pleasure
Once sated with vain amusements' measure,
Would turn to civil war as a distraction.
With echoing grief afresh the dome resounds;
Till Pallas, piteous of her plaintive cries,
In slumber closed her silver-streaming eyes.
By that same god- what god soe'er it be
That thou adorest and hast in reverence-
To save my boy, to nourish and bring him up;
Or else I will nought to thee.
Rondeau
Oh, grant him now eternal peace,
Lord, and light,
He wasn't worth a candle bright,
Nor even a sprig of parsley.
Alas, for Jessie
"And hear the sounds he knew of yore,
Old on the sanded floor,
Old knuckles tapping at the door?
Must play the devil again out hollow.
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Our sons, our husbands, all that we love best,
Our hearts, our souls, are on those waves away,
Those wolves that know not ruth, nor rest.
monte dans les masses.
And, by the holy rood!
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The awful daring of a moment's surrender
Which an age of prudence can never retract
By this, and this only, we have existed
Which is not to be found in our obituaries
Or in memories draped by the spider
Or under seals broken by the lean solicitor
In our empty rooms 410
DA
Dayadhvam: I have heard the key
Turn in the door once and turn once only
We think of the key, each in his prison
Thinking of the key, each confirms a prison
Only at nightfall, aetherial rumours
Revive for a moment a broken Coriolanus
DA
Damyata: The boat responded
Gaily, to the hand expert with sail and oar 420
The sea was calm, your heart would have responded
Gaily, when invited, beating obedient
To controlling hands
I sat upon the shore
Fishing, with the arid plain behind me
Shall I at least set my lands in order?
She then: "How you
A Groan was heard on high.
With speech and visage incompos'd
Answer'd.
For him to have the say when we were done.
For from Truth divided and from Just,
Illaudable, naught merits but dispraise
And ignominie, yet to glorie aspires
Vain glorious, and through infamie seeks fame:
Therfore Eternal silence be thir doome.
reprinted, at the request of the Friend in whose the lines were
thrown off.
Cernere facundi Tibur glaciale Vopisci 259
Ceu canis umbrosam Gortynia uallem 106, ii
Claudia, Rufe, meo nubit Peregrina Pudenti 270
Clausus ab umbroso qua tundit pontus Auerno 181
Collis o Heliconiei 77
Concurrent ueluti uenti cum spiritus Austri 21,viii
Conditus his ego sum, cuius modo rustica Musa 357, a
Confluges ubi conuentu campum totum inumigant 7, v
Conqueri fortunam aduersam, non lamentari decet 39
Conse, ulod oriese 1, iii
Constiteram exorientem Auroram forte salutans 48
Consules fiunt quotannis et noui proconsules 298
Conuiuae, tetricas hodie secludite curas 359
Copa Syrisca, caput Graeca redimita mitella 193
Corduba me genuit, rapuit Nero, praelia dixi 248
Cornelius Lucius Scipio Barbatus 5, i
Corpore tenuato pectoreque 51, ii
Cras amet qui numquam amauit quique amauit cras amet!
You, by Rome astonished, who gaze here
On ancient pride, once threatening the skies,
These old palaces, where the brave hills rise,
Walls, archways, baths, the temples that appear:
Judge, as you view these ruins, shattered, sere,
All that injurious Time's devoured: the wise
Architect and mason, their plans devise
Still from these fragments, these patterns clear:
Then note how Rome, still, from day to day,
Rummaging through her ancient decay,
Renews herself with hosts of sacred things:
You'd think the Roman spirit yet alive,
With hands continuing to strive,
That to these dusty ruins, new life brings.
Whose boasted sire was sacred Alpheus' heir;
With him all night the stranger stay'd,
Nor found the hospitable rites unpaid,
But soon as morning from her orient bed
Had tinged the mountains with her earliest red,
They join'd the steeds, and on the chariot sprung,
The brazen portals in their passage rung.
would do it with all my soul; but I would not be beholden to the
noblest being ever God created, if he imagined me to be a rascal.
To better hopes his more attentive minde
had rais'd, and thus to Eve repli'd.
Theme of the young, and beacon of the wise,
And he his namesake, whose oft-baffled foes,
Shrunk from his deeds of emprise:
Land of Albania!
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And as rime-stiff reeds
That whistle as the wind leads.
The meteor of birds,
Departing like a pageant
Of ballads and of bards.
And ash drowned the horizon's circle.
In Classe, basilique connue des amateurs
De d'acanthe que touraoie le vent.
against any one of us that might turn up later on.
The dawn had chas'd the matin hour of prime,
Which deaf before it, so that from afar
I spy'd the of the ocean stream.
Some to thy glory, such as this!
and falls; the milk purrs in the pail;
Few pilgrims but would choose
The peace of such a life in such a vale.