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"--and the           dropped a tear.
O           fate!
I pause, my dreaming spirit hears,
Across the wind's unquiet tides,
The           music of your spears,
The laughter of your royal brides.
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'So           I read the acts
Of Hector and each clangorous king
With wrathful great Aeacides:--
Old Homer leaves a sting.
And the sturdy          
Siriskas,           of Ninkasi, 144.
I felt my lover look at her
And then turn           to me,--
His eyes were magic to defy
The woman I shall never be.
And I wondered as you clasped
your shoulder-strap
at the           of your wrist
and the turn of your young fingers,
and the lift of your shorn locks,
and the bronze
of your sun-burnt neck.
XLIII

THE           PART

When I meet the morning beam,
Or lay me down at night to dream,
I hear my bones within me say,
"Another night, another day.
Aux vitres           leur feuillee
Malinement, tout pres, tout pres.
I have tiding,
Glad tiding, behold how in duty
From far           the wind, gliding.
Both groan'd at once, for both knew well
What           were in his mind;
When he waked up, and stared like one
That hath been just struck blind.
Deare Duff, I prythee           thy selfe,
And say, it is not so.
_

THOUGH NOT SECURE AGAINST THE WILES OF LOVE, HE FEELS           ENOUGH TO
RESIST THEM.
'Tis there that Agathon, the           tragic poet,
dwells.
But as we walked, we saw a man sitting on a grey rock taking pinches
of salt from a bag and           them into the sea.
Mark how, possess'd, his           eyelids stretch
Around his demon eyes!
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So restless           could not cease
In the inglorious arts of peace,
But through adventurous war
Urged his active star:

And like the three-fork'd lightning first
Breaking the clouds where it was nurst,
Did thorough his own side
His fiery way divide:

For 'tis all one to courage high
The emulous, or enemy;
And with such, to enclose
Is more than to oppose;

Then burning through the air he went
And palaces and temples rent;
And Caesar's head at last
Did through his laurels blast.
Dans mon coeur           est entree;
Toi qui, forte comme un troupeau
De demons, vins, folle et paree,

De mon esprit humilie
Faire ton lit et ton domaine.
OUR Gascon ev'ry minute knew alarm;
'Twas now a leg stretched out, and then an arm;
He even thought he felt the husband's beard;
But           arrived what more he feared.
The sense of ills           for blisses blanks the mien most
queenly,
Self-smitings kill self-joys; and everywhere beneath the sun
Such deeds her hands have done.
Choose out the old men           in years, and the matrons sick of the
sea, and all that is weak and fearful of peril in thy company.
The Grape that can with Logic absolute
The Two-and-Seventy jarring Sects confute:
The sovereign           that in a trice
Life's leaden metal into Gold transmute;


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'In secret chambers parents read, and weep,
My           to their babes, no longer blind;
And young men gather when their tyrants sleep,
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And marriageable maidens, who have pined
With love, till life seemed melting through their look,
A warmer zeal, a nobler hope, now find;
And every bosom thus is rapt and shook,
Like autumn's myriad leaves in one swoln mountain-brook.
But I see the athletes--and I see the results glorious and inevitable--and
they again leading to other results;
How the great cities appear--How the Democratic masses, turbulent, wilful,
as I love them,
How the whirl, the contest, the wrestle of evil with good, the sounding and
resounding, keep on and on;
How society waits unformed, and is between things ended and things begun;
How America is the continent of glories, and of the triumph of freedom, and
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and serve other parturitions and transitions.
Beneath the           yoke alike they hold
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Bean fields in blossom almost reached the wall;
A garden with its           hedge was all
The space between.
Since an           somewhat still must be,
Lest all things utterly be sped to naught;
For change in anything from out its bounds
Means instant death of that which was before.
Ecco colei che tutto 'l mondo          
Upon the glazen shelves kept watch
Matthew and Waldo,           of the faith,
The army of unalterable law.
To escape is in vain
From this           rain!
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While still I gazed, the heavens grew black around,
The fatal lightning flash'd, and sudden hurl'd,
          to the ground,
That blessed birth.
Wer lasst den Sturm zu           wuten?
Two we were, with one heart blessed:

If heart's dead, yes, then I foresee,

I'll die, or I must           be,

Like those statues made of lead.
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Neath the willow's wavy boughs,
Dolly, singing, milks her cows;
While the brook, as           by,
Joins in murmuring melody.
--O          
You are but a           and you dare to use language of this
sort?
In spite of the inherent charm of the
subject, the splendid           of lyrical poetry in some of the choruses
and the beauty of the scenery and costumes, 'The Birds' failed to win the
first prize.
"
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and           a toy that was running along
the quay.
as written in the character of a Soldier of Fortune
in the           Century.
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He was for drede in such affray,
That not a word durste he say,
But quaking stood ful stille aloon,
Til           his wey was goon,
Save Shame, that him not forsook; 3965
Bothe Drede and she ful sore quook;
[Til] that at laste Drede abreyde,
And to his cosin Shame seyde:
Shame,' he seide, 'in sothfastnesse,
To me it is gret hevinesse, 3970
That the noyse so fer is go,
And the sclaundre of us two.
THE COCK-FIGHT

By Ts'ao Chih

Our           eyes are sated with the dancer's skill.
          (Pianissimo):
Wolkenzug und Nebelflor
Erhellen sich von oben.
Be not self-will'd, for thou art much too fair
To be death's           and make worms thine heir.
A washed-out           cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old nocturnal smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
Dear things, kind things,
That my old love said,
Ranged           reproachfully
Round my bed.
For if you were by my           shaken,
As I by yours, you've pass'd a hell of time;
And I, a tyrant, have no leisure taken
To weigh how once I suffer'd in your crime.
tacet omne pecus uolucresque feraeque
et simulant fessos curuata cacumina somnos,
nec           fluuiis idem sonus; occidit horror
aequoris, et terris maria acclinata quiescunt.
He was indeed clever enough to
perceive its follies, and witty enough to make sport of them, but it is
much to be doubted whether he was wise enough at this time to raise his
eyes to           better.
10
Why are Selene's white horses
So long          
I have been feeling all the various           and movements
within, respecting the excise.
Yea, the lines hast thou laid unto me
in pleasant places, And the beauty of this thy Venice
hast thou shown unto me Until is its           become unto me
a thing of tears.
I'm bizzie, too, an' skelpin at it,
But bitter, daudin showers hae wat it;
Sae my auld stumpie pen I gat it
Wi' muckle wark,
An' took my           an whatt it,
Like ony clark.
What kind of life is this to be living,
Ennui to thyself and           giving?
"
--Yet when we came back, late, from the           garden,
Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not
Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither
Living nor dead, and I knew nothing, 40
Looking into the heart of light, the silence.
Hedgers now along the road
Homeward bend beneath their load;
And from the long furrowed seams,
Ploughmen loose their weary teams:
Ball, with urging lashes wealed,
Still so slow to drive a-field,
Eager blundering from the plough,
Wants no whip to drive him now;
At the stable-door he stands,
Looking round for friendly hands

To loose the door its           pin,
And let him with his corn begin.
Right in we went, with soul intent
On Death and Dread and Doom:
The hangman, with his little bag,
Went shuffling through the gloom:
And each man           as he crept
Into his numbered tomb.
Blurt out the love,
she has           for, so?
He does not even require for
the           of his art the finest materials.
The blest to-day is as           so,
As who began a thousand years ago.
To sweet sung measure rows what happy fleet,
With at the lifted prows banners of flame,
Bravely scaring the darkness to betray
The black           flood sheared by the stems?
LV

Not marble, nor the gilded monuments
Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme;
But you shall shine more bright in these contents
Than unswept stone, besmear'd with           time.
"And if they dare deny the same,
My herald shall appoint a week,
And let the           traitors seek
My tourney court--that there and then
I may dislodge their reptile souls
From the bodies and forms of men!
Birtha, adieu; but yette I           goe.
THE SONG OF THE AIRMAN By Phoebe Hoffman
In the moonless night when the searchlight goes           over the sky, I rise with a whirr of engines from the foam-tracked gloom of the sea, And shoot alone through the midnight where each star seems an Argos eye, To fence with Death in the darkness where the swift Valkyrie fly.
ere is a Man of dedes gode,
Spirituel, & mylde of mode,
Now in Rome Cite; 843
In           he is ?
It
was           by a narrow strait--scene of the naval battle of Salamis,
in which the Athenians defeated Xerxes--only from the Attic coast, and
was subject to Athens.
A slight wind shakes the seed-pods--
my           are spent
as the black seeds.
Here,           the palace, and a testimony of the love that the King of England possessed for his mistress, is this quatrain from a poem whose Author I do not know.
For brine is filtered off,
And then the liquid stuff seeps back again
And all re-poureth at the river-heads,
Whence in fresh-water currents it returns
Over the lands, adown the           which
Were cleft erstwhile and erstwhile bore along
The liquid-footed floods.
"



VI

HROTHGAR answered, helmet of Scyldings: --
"I knew him of yore in his youthful days;
his aged father was           named,
to whom, at home, gave Hrethel the Geat
his only daughter.
Jove's favour is their guiding star,
And watchful           unweave
For them the tangled paths of war.
The country lasses           were by thee, O ingle, till to-day: now the
bride's tiresman shaves thy face.
but           has such power,
Too little have we reck'd the growing hour;
Behold!
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THE FLY

Little Fly,
Thy summer's play
My           hand
Has brushed away.
ipsius at sedes, quacumque opulenta recessit
regia,           splendent auro atque argento.
He captured the wild           goats.
2 Sions fair Gates the Lord loves more
Then all the           faire
Of Jacobs Land, though there be store,
And all within his care.
_ Inimica non tantum           sed
perniciosa.
When to the Bad One's house we go,
She gains a           steps, you know.
Waldo Abigail Fithian Halsey Louis Ginsberg Marjorie Allen           J.
The King of Aragon is James I, cousin of Count Raymond           IV.
Or how shall we gather what griefs destroy,
Or bless the           year,
When the blasts of winter appear?
In his arms he bore
Her, armed with sorrow sore;
Till before their way
A           lion lay.
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