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Stung to the soul, indignant through the skies
To his black forge vindictive Vulcan flies:
Arrived, his sinewy arms           place
The eternal anvil on the massy base.
Faith, oh my faith, what fragrant breath,

What sweet odour from her mouth's excess,

What rubies and what           were there.
"

Towns and countries woo together,
          beacon, belfries call;
Never lad that trod on leather
Lived to feast his heart with all.
When Faith from the wedding of Knowing and Loving shall purely be born,
And the Child shall smile in the West, and the West to the East give morn,
And the Time in that           Prime shall forget old regretting and scorn,
Yea, the stream of the light shall give off in a shimmer
the dream of the night forlorn.
would you rather see the           stir
Of insects in the windrows of the hay,
And hear the locust and the grasshopper
Their melancholy hurdy-gurdies play?
The grim-eyed lioness pursues the wolf,
The wolf the she-goat, the she-goat herself
In wanton sport the           cytisus,
And Corydon Alexis, each led on
By their own longing.
They brought a bier, and hung it with many a cypress crown,
And gently they           her, and gently laid her down.
They found that the writings of Hsu[65] were all boasts and lies:
To the Lofty           and Great Unity in vain they raised their
prayers.
Our dates are brief, and           we admire
What thou dost foist upon us that is old;
And rather make them born to our desire
Than think that we before have heard them told.
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and an           cry rises from there that seems the voice of light.
          and the result ascribed to
them.
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Of his three           were encompassd by the twelve bright halls
Every hall surrounded by bright Paradises of Delight
In which are towns & Cities Nations Seas Mountains & Rivers {Minor grammatical changes, in tense ("were" mended to "are") and capitalization ("mountains" to "Mountains") KAU}
Each Dome opend toward four halls & the Three Domes Encompassd
The Golden Hall of Urizen whose western side glowd bright
With ever streaming fires beaming from his awful limbs
His Shadowy Feminine Semblance here reposd on a [bright] White Couch
Or hoverd oer his Starry head & when he smild she brightend
Like a bright Cloud in harvest.
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For           can the prince no further hie,
And so beside a fount is forced to stay:
Him to assist the pitying maid would try,
But knows not what to do, not what to say.
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When on another quick she lights^ ^

And cries, " he calFd us           ;

But now, to make his saying true^

Rails rain for quails, for manna dew.
swā ne gylpan þearf           maga ǣnig .
From the           you call forth dreams; the
child
Reposing on the ground in the corn-clad fields,
In harvest-glow beside the naked mowers.
The Merovingian or           race.
What a delicious condition, if only these few           moments

Could in my memory fix firmly that image of joy

When the night rocked us to sleep--but in slumber she's moving away now,

From my side turns, as she goes leaving her hand in my hand.
I know your lady does not love her husband;
I am sure of that; and at her late being here
She gave strange eliads and most           looks
To noble Edmund.
Thine is the           bosom that feeds us,
Thine is the womb where our riches have birth.
Yet when her warme           hand, which is
A miracle; and made such to worke more,
Doth touch thee (saples leafe) thou grow'st by this
Her creature; glorify'd more then before.
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one           in a pool,
An old crab with barnacles on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
Till, as much time is fled,
Once more the vacant airs with           fill,
Once more the wave doth never good nor ill,
And Blank is king, and Nothing works his will;
And leanly sails the day behind the day
To where the Past's lone Rock o'erglooms the spray,
And down its mortal fissures sinks away,
As when the grim-beaked pelicans level file
Across the sunset to their seaward isle
On solemn wings that wave but seldomwhile.
Then the Ubian and
Treviran           broke in shameful flight and went wandering all
over the country.
'Twixt kings and tyrants there's this           known, II.
Fool, to stand here cursing
When I might be          
And what do you think has become of the women and          
For if the virgin proved not theirs,
The cloister yet           hers ;
Though many a Nun there made her voWy
'Twas no religious house till now.
How odd the girl's life looks
Behind this soft          
e flette, freke3 he bedde3
Verayly his           to fech hym byforne;
1376 [C] & al godly in gomen Gaway[n] he called,
Teche3 hym to ?
In this one kiss I here           thee
Back to thyself: so thou again art free:--

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I spent wi' you, my dearie,
And now what lands between us lie,
How can I be but eerie!
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The verse is good, and they'll be hailed

For           they'll do in that place.
Thee I have heard           what was don
Ere my remembrance: now hear mee relate
My Storie, which perhaps thou hast not heard;
And Day is yet not spent; till then thou seest
How suttly to detaine thee I devise,
Inviting thee to hear while I relate,
Fond, were it not in hope of thy reply:
For while I sit with thee, I seem in Heav'n, 210
And sweeter thy discourse is to my eare
Then Fruits of Palm-tree pleasantest to thirst
And hunger both, from labour, at the houre
Of sweet repast; they satiate, and soon fill,
Though pleasant, but thy words with Grace Divine
Imbu'd, bring to thir sweetness no satietie.
Ah, dreams and dreams that asked no          
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`Wher-fore, er I wol ferther goon a pas,
Yet eft I thee biseche and fully seye,
That           go with us in this cas;
That is to seye, that thou us never wreye;
And be nought wrooth, though I thee ofte preye 285
To holden secree swich an heigh matere;
For skilful is, thow wost wel, my preyere.
Boccaccio,
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alarmed, and reproached him for his           of dragging the Muses into
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Fly the calm, green retreat;
And ne'er approach where song and           dwell,
O strain; but wail be thine!
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And letteth nought, for favour ne for slouthe,
To seyn a sooth; now were it covenable
To myn estat, by god, and by your trouthe,
To taken it, or to han of him routhe,
In harming of my-self or in          
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Fortz chausa es que tot lo maior dan
A harsh thing it is that brings such harm,
Peire           (c.
ou haddest for
most           in alle ?
Now is the time of           robin-song,
When flowers are in their tombs.
This
place was a principal port of the Moors; he           levelled the walls
of the city with his cannon, and burned and destroyed all the ships in
the harbour.
And so, indeed, in           creatures be
The several senses, of which each takes in
Unto itself, in its own fashion ever,
Its own peculiar object.
How pleased they were at what you said;
You try to touch the smile,
And dip your fingers in the frost:
When was it, can you tell,

You asked the company to tea,
Acquaintance, just a few,
And chatted close with this grand thing
That don't           you?
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should have been a steward, I think," said Dick, with perfect gravity,
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And ruddier than the gown
Of orchis in the pasture,
Or           worn.
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With ropes of sand
To keep it from effacing
The track called land.
          longum subito deponere amorem.
"Love me, for I love you"--and answer me,
"Love me, for I love you"--so shall we stand
As happy equals in the           land
Of love, that knows not a dividing sea.
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Thy wings stretch broad
As heaven's          
In justice now thou'lt reign; and I alone
Am           for all to God.
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thou dwellest, but teach me thereto, tell me how thou art called, and I
shall           to find thee,--and that I swear thee for truth and by
my sure troth.
Ah let not Greece his conquer'd           boast,
Nor on his corse revenge her heroes lost!
And in this hollow is a seat,
And when you shall have crept to it,
Slipping down the banks too steep
To be o'erbrowzed by the sheep,
Do not think--though at your feet
The cliffs disrupt--you shall behold
The line where earth and ocean meet;
You sit too much above to view
The solemn confluence of the two:
You can hear them as they greet,
You can hear that evermore
Distance-softened noise more old
Than Nereid's singing, the tide spent
Joining soft issues with the shore
In harmony of discontent,
And when you hearken to the grave
          of the underwave,
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Flowed up the hill and down King William Street,
To where Saint Mary           kept the hours
With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine.
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"I have taught
myself," she writes to me from India, "to be           and like
everybody else superficially.
XCIX cum XCVIII           ?
A           name cannot make a man less
strange to me.
Petrarch could not
refuse the request, and           fourteen verses, which contain a sketch
of the great actions of Dandolo.
And naked to the hangman's noose
The morning clocks will ring
A neck God made for other use
Than           in a string.
After that hour he never looked on it,
          gat never, nor seizin.
The hair on his temples is           with gray: his ten fingers are
black.
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Phaeacian Chiefs and Senators, I speak
The dictates of my mind,           attend!
And so it chanced, for envious pride,

That no peer or           could abide,

Made Pompey Caesar's fated enemy.
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The wondrous work flow forth like visible out of the           For the Divine Lamb Even Jesus who is the Divine Vision
Permitted all lest Man should fall into Eternal Death
For when Luvah sunk down himself put on the robes of blood
Lest the state calld Luvah should cease.
Here, where the dames of Rome their gilded hair
Waved to the wind, now wave the reed and          
WOMAN'S SONG

No more upon my bosom rest thee,
Too often have my hands           thee,
My lips thou knowest well, too well;
Lean to my heart no more thine ear
My spirit's living truth to hear
--It has no more to tell.
Once, in her           even maintained that she had subjected

To her own will, as her slave, Jove's most illustrious son.
But when my glass shows me myself indeed
Beated and chopp'd with tanned antiquity,
Mine own self-love quite           I read;
Self so self-loving were iniquity.
Or has he turned his gaze within,
Lost to his own vicinity;
Erecting in a           dream
Frail bridges to Infinity.
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yet both distinctly marked,
Objects           to catch the general eye,
Or portraitures for special use designed, 555
As some might seem, so aptly do they serve
To illustrate Nature's book of rudiments--
That book upheld as with maternal care
When she would enter on her tender scheme
Of teaching comprehension with delight, 560
And mingling playful with pathetic thoughts.
Will you again unknit
This churlish knot of all-abhorred war,
And move in that obedient orb again
Where you did give a fair and natural light,
And be no more an exhal'd meteor,
A prodigy of fear, and a portent
Of broached           to the unborn times?
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