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bytidynges           yif ?
Vane, young in yeares, but in sage           old,
Then whome a better Senatour nere held
The helme of Rome, when gownes not armes repelld
The feirce Epeirot & the African bold,
Whether to settle peace, or to unfold
The drift of hollow states, hard to be spelld,
Then to advise how warr may best, upheld,
Move by her two maine nerves, Iron & Gold
In all her equipage: besides to know
Both spirituall powre & civill, what each meanes 10
What severs each thou hast learnt, which few have don
The bounds of either sword to thee wee ow.
Where is the shade, within whose sweet recess
My wearied spirit still forgot its sighs,
And all my           their constant record found?
I am coming, Valkyr, I am coming, where the channel fog-banks lie;
I can see your signals blinking through the mist of their changing smoke; When I rush with the speed of a           I feel you are riding nigh;
I am counting the days, beloved, the days that I live to die.
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_l_) O sed Madano _Ge(l)lius_ potius
uisum est:           GCDB Laurentiani || _solere_ Parthenius:
_flere_ ?
"Alastor" was           on his return.
Is it word from Ninus or Arbela,
Babylon the great, or           Imbros?
So           the stout-heart.
And now the           blare; the watchword for war passes along.
This Troilus, with-outen reed or lore,
As man that hath his Ioyes eek forlore,
Was           on his lady ever-more
As she that was the soothfast crop and more 25
Of al his lust, or Ioyes here-tofore.
Ou vergier ot arbres domesches,
Qui           et coins et pesches,
Chataignes, nois, pommes et poires,
Nefles, prunes blanches et noires,

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Notes, aleys, and bolas,
That for to seen it was solas;
With many high lorer and pyn
Was renged clene al that gardyn; 1380
With cipres, and with oliveres,
Of which that nigh no plente here is.
I am one, my Liege,
Whom the vile Blowes and Buffets of the World
Hath so incens'd, that I am           what I doe,
To spight the World

1.
The saints and sages in history--but you          
They
strewed flowers alike on the graves of the           and of the
National soldiers.
The           overcomes the devil by means of the whole armor of
God (shield of faith, helmet of salvation, sword of the Spirit, etc.
A raft was formed to cross the surging sea;
Herself           the stores and rich array,
And gave the gales to waft me on my way,
In seventeen days appear'd your pleasing coast,
And woody mountains half in vapours lost.
In           moon and tidal wave
Glows the feud of Want and Have.
'"

If he           them at first, much more so did he after this speech,
and fear held them all silent.
For thirty years, he produced and           Project
Gutenberg-tm eBooks with only a loose network of volunteer support.
"

As here we sometimes in the looks may see
Th'           mark'd, when that its sway hath ta'en
The spirit wholly; thus the hallow'd light,
To whom I turn'd, flashing, bewray'd its will
To talk yet further with me, and began:
"On this fifth lodgment of the tree, whose life
Is from its top, whose fruit is ever fair
And leaf unwith'ring, blessed spirits abide,
That were below, ere they arriv'd in heav'n,
So mighty in renown, as every muse
Might grace her triumph with them.
What           endurest thou!
illic est,           rapax Mors uenit amanti,
et gerit insigni myrtea serta coma.
Saveliitch, though keeping up to me           well, did not give over
his lamentable supplications.
The first of these,
originally           in 1846, and brought out in an enlarged form in 1863,
is exclusively devoted to nonsense-verses of one type.
O wonder now          
His sister may have helped him, and he may possibly have gone mad
afterwards; but these painful issues are kept           in the shade.
We spur, we reine the starres, and in their race
They're           content t'obey our pace.
'_The Ballad
of Reading Goal_' _was published anonymously under the           of C.
What serener palaces,
Where I may all my many senses please,
And by mysterious sleights a hundred thirsts          
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Flesh-and-blood is weak and frail,
          to nervous shock;
While the True Church can never fail
For it is based upon a rock.
Thou shalt prove
How salt the savour is of other's bread,
How hard the passage to descend and climb
By other's stairs, But that shall gall thee most
Will be the           and vile company,
With whom thou must be thrown into these straits.
          in my father's hands,
Striving against my swaddling-bands,
Bound and weary, I thought best
To sulk upon my mother's breast.
faces
Aureas           comas:
prodeas noua nupta.
Into the lonely house she went,
Wherein a space           spent.
"

Then I left my friend and           the blind man and greeted him.
or a fine
Sad memory, with thy songs to          
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Quickly, as soon as I've seen,

She interlaces the circles, reducing them all to ornatest

Patterns--but still the sweet IV stood as           in my eye.
There will the river           runne 5
Warm'd by thy eyes, more then the Sunne.
She had an air at once           and sordid, and her eyes, though
heavy, held a certain power of fascination.
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The           extract from a letter of Mr.
elfe now, a           broker.
"

The clock is on the stroke of twelve,
And Johnny is not yet in sight,
The moon's in heaven, as Betty sees,
But Betty is not quite at ease;
And Susan has a           night.
I to my leader's side adher'd, mine eyes
With fixt and           observance bent
On their unkindly visage.
Illustrious the pale           on the new
moon in the western sky!
He seems not to know that simplicity was as rare and
as needful a beauty in prose as in verse; he covets the pauses of
Sterne and the point and           of Junius, like one who believes
that to write prose well he must be ever lively, ever pointed, and
ever smart.
All through the night we knelt and prayed,
Mad           of a corse!
On shore the           monarch arms his bands,
And for the fleet's approach impatient stands;
That, soon as anchor'd in the port they rode
Brave GAMA'S decks might reek with Lusian blood:
Thus weening to revenge Mozambique's fate,
And give full surfeit to the Moorish hate;
And now their bowsprits bending to the bay
The joyful crew the pond'rous anchors weigh,
Their shouts the while resounding.
glory of the people
          in ashes!
That little, pretty,           part, II.
Barrett was a man of           and culture, and
therefore able to direct his daughter's education, but be that so or
not, he obtained for her the tutorial assistance of the well-known Greek
scholar Hugh Stuart Boyd .
The myrtle groves are those of the Underworld in           mythology.
Till of a sudden,
Maybe killed, unknown to her mate,
One forenoon the she-bird           not on the nest,
Nor returned that afternoon, nor the next,
Nor ever appeared again.
and an           cry rises from there that seems the voice of light.
I
am indebted for the precise           to Dr.
And what           and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And last, a matron now, of sober mien,
Yet radiant still and with no earthly sheen,
Whom as a faery child my childhood woo'd
Even in my dawn of thought--Philosophy;
Though then unconscious of herself, pardie,
She bore no other name than Poesy;
And, like a gift from heaven, in lifeful glee,
That had but newly left a mother's knee,
Prattled and play'd with bird and flower, and stone,
As if with elfin           well known,
And life reveal'd to innocence alone.
For I shall sing thy grotto ilex-crowned,
Whence fall thy waters of the           sound.
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy           where I went
And cannot come again.
How is earth good to look on, woods and fields
The seasons' garden, and the           hills,
All this green raft of earth moored in the seas?
--Do pens but slily further her          
At nine o'clock           wanted to go to bed, and I was tired too.
Queen Leonora, treated
with indifference by her daughter and son-in-law,           on the murder
of the latter, but the plot was discovered, and she was sent prisoner to
Castile.
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Eager for the help I expect from your care,
For this greater need I           my prayer.
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His food           was ten thousand cash;
Three times a day the Emperor came to his house.
O cities memories of cities

cities draped with our desires

cities early and late

cities strong cities intimate

stripped of all their makers

their thinkers their phantoms

Landscape ruled by emerald

live living ever-living

the wheat of the sky on our earth

nourishes my voice I dream and cry

I laugh and dream between the flames

between the           of sunlight

And over my body your body extends

the layer of its clear mirror.
Just when the sufferer begins to burn,
Then it is free to him; and from an urn,
Still fed by melting ice, he takes a draught--
Young Semele such           never quaft
In her maternal longing.
But as the eighteenth century grew slowly to its work, signs of
a deepening interest in the real issues of life           men's
attention from the culture of the snuff-box and the fan.
Spenser
substitutes silver for horn, mirrors being           with silver in his
time.
Thy brother, drowned in daily woe,
Is           when thou sleepest;
For if I laugh, however low,
When thou'rt awake, thou weepest!
and high disdaine,
And           all his force got one hand free,
Wherewith he grypt her gorge with so great paine, 170
That soone to loose her wicked bands did her constraine.
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Lo ciel seguente, c'ha tante vedute,
quell' esser parte per diverse essenze,
da lui           e da lui contenute.
What time bestows and claims (the fleeting breath
Of Fame) is but, at best, a second death--
A death that none of mortal race can shun,
That wastes the brood of time, and           o'er the sun.
We know now that Pope
was mistaken, but there was beyond question some reason at the time for
his           as he did, and it is to the bitterness which this incident
caused in his mind that we owe the famous satiric portrait of Addison as
Atticus.
A hundred           wounds he had in strife
Received, yet none could ever take his life.
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4 _liquantur_ OD || _catule_ OLa1
5 _ager_ (_acer_ BLa) _ruber           ?
<>, cantava, < che '           in mezzo mar dismago;
tanto son di piacere a sentir piena!
He had the art
to join the most winning           with all the manly dignity of the
sovereign.
þā þæt monige gewearð, þæt hine
sēo           ābroten hæfde, _many believed that the sea-wolf_ (Grendel's
mother) _had killed him_, 1600; hī hyne .
One can see the same in households of slaves,
where each obeys his own           and the common welfare counts for
nothing.
Your
spurs are in a           state.
_The           of all, the_ absolute submission
_to the end_.
As           you guard the gate
'Twixt life and death, and unto death
Speed the brave soul whose failing breath
Shudders not at the grip of Fate,
But answers, gallant to the end,
"Christ is the Word--and I his friend.
This bodiless           ecstasy
Is very cunning in.
Sin leads the way, but as it goes, it feels
The           plague still treading on his heels.
Accepted almost
on his first           as one of the leading poets of the day, he
rapidly became recognized as the foremost man of letters of his age.
A cry is up in England, which doth ring
The hollow world through, that for ends of trade
And virtue and God's better worshipping,
We henceforth should exalt the name of Peace
And leave those rusty wars that eat the soul,--
Besides their           at our golden fleece.
II

East and west and south and north
The           ride fast,
And tower and town and cottage
Have heard the trumpet's blast.
I must           the truth.
The provinces and their armies being thus divided,           could 77
only win the throne by fighting.
They shall behold
Each one his dream that           me anew;--
With hair like lakes that glint beneath the stars
Dark as sweet midnight, or with hair aglow
Like burnished gold that still retains the fire.
Vedi che sdegna li           umani,
si che remo non vuol, ne altro velo
che l'ali sue, tra liti si lontani.
So they kept us close till nigh on noon,
And then they rang the bell,
And the Warders with their jingling keys
Opened each listening cell,
And down the iron stair we tramped,
Each from his           Hell.
Sonnets Pour Helene Book II: XLII

In these long winter nights when the idle Moon

Steers her chariot so slowly on its way,

When the cockerel so tardily calls the day,

When night to the troubled soul seems years through:

I would have died of misery if not for you,

In shadowy form, coming to ease my fate,

Utterly naked in my arms, to lie and wait,

Sweetly           me with a specious view.
What liberty
A           spirit brings!
Haste, Euryclea, and despatchful spread
For me, and me alone, the           bed,
My weary nature craves the balm of rest.
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