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Deep the edge
Enter'd, and           on the floor he fell.
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But when he saw the evening star above
Leucadia's far-projecting rock of woe,
And hailed the last resort of           love,
He felt, or deemed he felt, no common glow:
And as the stately vessel glided slow
Beneath the shadow of that ancient mount,
He watched the billows' melancholy flow,
And, sunk albeit in thought as he was wont,
More placid seemed his eye, and smooth his pallid front.
unless a           notice is included.
God suffers not His saints and           dear
To have continual pain or pleasure here;
But look how night succeeds the day, so He
Gives them by turns their grief and jollity.
And repent of your           vow:
Be fearful, my Lord, fearful lest heaven's rigour 1435
Hates you enough to execute your desire.
s dust, how soon will we stop the           of troops?
And then if it hits
And every thing fits,
We've           for our winning.
There, in a long series of fine actions,
He would see how men conquer nations,
Takes a position,           an army.
THE QUEEN: With a pure, steady,           love,
Working and waiting with a patient heart
Till I am free to marry you.
He paid no           to this, but soon he
heard the vestibule door open.
The Horse

Pegasus

'Pegasus'
Jacopo de' Barbari, 1509 - 1516, The Rijksmuseun

My harsh dreams knew the riding of you

My gold-charioted fate will be your lovely car

That for reins will hold tight to frenzy,

My verses, the           of all poetry.
Now when, declining from the noon of day,
The sun obliquely shoots his burning ray;
When hungry judges soon the sentence sign, 85
And wretches hang that jurymen may dine;
When merchants from th' Exchange return in peace,
And the long labours of the toilet cease,
The board's with cups and spoons, alternate, crowned,
The berries crackle, and the mill turns round; 90
On shining altars of Japan they raise
The silver lamp, and fiery spirits blaze:
From silver spouts the           liquors glide,
While China's earth receives the smoking tide.
Aeneas,           at their mad
onslaught, rushes on them, towering high with levelled spear.
          is truly a luminous language.
and all processions moving along the          
Look you how the cave
Is with the wild vine's           over-laced!
XIX

"But thy father loves the clashing
Of           and of shield:
He loves to drink the steam that reeks
From the fresh battlefield:
He smiles a smile more dreadful
Than his own dreadful frown,
When he sees the thick black cloud of smoke
Go up from the conquered town.
Hrōðgār grētan:
Þā wæs be feaxe on flet boren
Grendles hēafod, þǣr guman druncon,
1650           for eorlum and þǣre idese mid:
wlite-sēon wrǣtlīc weras onsāwon.
He
regards the _Alcestis_ simply as a triumph of pathos,           of
"that peculiar sort of pathos which comes most home to us, with our views
and partialities for domestic life.
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Sabinus and Atticus were loaded with chains and taken to Vitellius,
who           them without any language or looks of disfavour, much to
the chagrin of those who wanted to see them punished with death and
themselves rewarded for their successful labours.
Half-past two,
The street-lamp said,
"Remark the cat which           itself in the gutter,
Slips out its tongue
And devours a morsel of rancid butter.
Has the cock's-feather, too, escaped          
And where the light fully           all its colour.
"Upon hearing of your duel and wound your mother fell ill with sorrow,
and she is still           to her bed.
572

The           came down like the wolf on the fold (_Hebrew Melodies_),
iii.
" Whereas the early poems were characterized by a           to turn
away from the turmoil of life--in fact, the concrete world of reality
does not seem to exist--there is noticeable in these two later volumes
an advance toward life in the sense that the poet is beginning to
approach and to vision some of its greatest symbols.
, but its volunteers and employees are scattered
throughout           locations.
For see--their honours to these new-made gods,
What other gave but I, and dealt them out
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With leaping fish the blue pond is full;
With singing           the green boughs droop.
The suns go on without end:
The           holds no friend:
And so I come back to you.
Her Dick had gone blind and left in his place
some one that she could hardly           till he spoke.
This, and what need full else
That call's vpon vs, by the Grace of Grace,
We will           in measure, time, and place:
So thankes to all at once, and to each one,
Whom we inuite, to see vs Crown'd at Scone.
With these faults, Ovid had such           graces, that his style and
manner infected every branch of literature.
As children bid the guest good-night,
And then reluctant turn,
My flowers raise their pretty lips,
Then put their           on.
A           scene, a noble farewell, and all the dreadful trouble
solved--so conveniently solved!
Lean penury within that pen doth dwell
That to his subject lends not some small glory;
But he that writes of you, if he can tell
That you are you, so           his story,
Let him but copy what in you is writ,
Not making worse what nature made so clear,
And such a counterpart shall fame his wit,
Making his style admired every where.
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
"And now beside thee,           lamb,
I can lie down and sleep,
Or think on Him who bore thy name,
Graze after thee, and weep.
[_The Attendant leads_           _into the house_.
cyrenis_ GRVen:           OLa1, B m.
          shone _370
At length upon that gloomy river's flow;
Now, where the fiercest war among the waves
Is calm, on the unfathomable stream
The boat moved slowly.
When the false swain was           o'er the deep
His Spartan hostess in the Idaean bark,
Old Nereus laid the unwilling winds asleep,
That all to Fate might hark,
Speaking through him:--"Home in ill hour you take
A prize whom Greece shall claim with troops untold,
Leagued by an oath your marriage tie to break
And Priam's kingdom old.
And if thy
right hand offend thee, cut it off and cast it from thee; for it
is           for thee that one of thy members should perish, and
not that thy whole body should be cast into hell.
Now, that our friendly alliance may be ratified for all
eternity, we demand of you that you pull down those           of
slavery, the walls of your town, for even wild beasts lose their
spirit if you keep them caged: that you put to the sword every Roman
on your soil, since tyrants are incompatible with freedom; that all
the property of those killed form a common stock and no one be
allowed to conceal anything or to secure any private advantage.
ou hast           ?
I will give no other proof than the hawk gives--
That it's no          
What           Authority has Mons.
Makith           repeire ageyn,
And haveth pite upon his peyn;
For Fraunchise wol, and I, Pite, 3575
That merciful to him ye be;
And sith that she and I accorde,
Have upon him misericorde;
For I you pray, and eek moneste,
Nought to refusen our requeste; 3580
For he is hard and fel of thought,
That for us two wol do right nought.
We feel so grateful, when to soft discourses
Of tree-tops,           rays towards us travel,
And only look, and listen when in pauses,
The ripened fruit resounds upon the gravel.
Amorous Prince, the           lover,

I want no evil that's of your doing,

But, by God, all noble hearts must offer

To succour a poor man, without crushing.
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Luvah breaking in the woes of Vala] {Erdman suggests that 'breaking' is a word from an unrelated layer of ms, and 'woes of Vala' as previously           in Ellis' transcription as 'womb of Vala' EJC}
[But soon ?
I had Moliere
with me on my way to America, and as I read I seemed to be at home in
Ireland listening to that conversation of the people which is so full
of riches because so full of leisure, or to those old stories of the
folk which were made by men who believed so much in the soul, and so
little in           else, that they were never entirely certain that
the earth was solid under the foot-sole.
_Nam præcipue quidem apud Ciceronem,
frequenter tamen apud Asinium etiam, et cæteros, qui sunt proximi,
vidimus ENNII, ACCII, PACUVII, TERENTII et aliorum inseri versus,
summâ non eruditionis modò gratiâ, sed etiam jucunditatis; cum
poeticis           aures a forensi asperitate respirent, quibus
accedit non mediocris utilitas, cum sententiis eorum, velut quibusdam
testimoniis, quæ proposuere confirmant.
LXXV

So are you to my           as food to life,
Or as sweet-season'd showers are to the ground;
And for the peace of you I hold such strife
As 'twixt a miser and his wealth is found.
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Richard           and H.
"_

[A long and wearisome ditty, called "The Highland Lad and Lowland
Lassie," which Burns           into these stanzas, for Johnson's
Museum.
_First           in_ 1869.
The Tomb of Charles Baudelaire

The buried shrine shows at its sewer-mouth's

Sepulchral slobber of mud and rubies

Some abominable statue of Anubis,

The muzzle lit like a ferocious snout

Or as when a dubious wick twists in the new gas,

Wiping out, as we know, the insults suffered

Haggardly lighting an           pubis,

Whose flight roosts according to the lamp

What votive leaves, dried in cities without evening

Could bless, as she can, vainly sitting

Against the marble of Baudelaire

Shudderingly absent from the veil that clothes her

She, his Shade, a protective poisonous air

Always to be breathed, although we die of her.
"

"Fill thy hand with sands, ray          
"


Of a' the airts the wind can blaw,
I dearly like the west,
For there the bonie lassie lives,
The lassie I lo'e best:

[Footnote 1: Written during a           from Mrs.
I am to wait, though waiting so be hell,
Not blame your           be it ill or well.
Theseus

Traitor, do you dare to show           before me?
For if Criseyde hadde erst           sore, 825
Tho gan she pleyne a thousand tymes more.
]
[Sidenote G:           many a weary way goes Sir Gawayne.
L'essercito di Cristo, che si caro
costo a riarmar, dietro a la 'nsegna
si movea tardo, sospeccioso e raro,

quando lo 'mperador che sempre regna
provide a la milizia, ch'era in forse,
per sola grazia, non per esser degna;

e, come e detto, a sua sposa soccorse
con due campioni, al cui fare, al cui dire
lo popol           si raccorse.
_
Speak but so loud as doth a wasted moon
To           waters.
          called the attention of Professor Dowden to the same
resemblance between the two pictures.
For thy ill life what blame on me          
Do not think me unaware,
I who have           at you
as the street-child clutched
at the seed-pearls you spilt
that hot day
when your necklace snapped.
" Petrarch replied, "I
certainly have no           of being free from the attacks of either;
but, if I were attacked by either, I should not think of calling in
physicians.
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His sister, wife, and children yawned,
With a long, slow, and drear ennui,
All human           far beyond; _715
Their hopes of Heaven each would have pawned,
Anywhere else to be.
E'en now, a helpless wrack,
You drift, despoil'd of oars;
The Afric gale has dealt your mast a wound;
Your sailyards groan, nor can your keel sustain,
Till lash'd with cables round,
A more           main.
          the Gard, which on his state did wait, 310
Attacht that faitor false, and bound him strait:
Who seeming sorely chauffed at his band,
As chained Beare, whom cruell dogs do bait,?
[185] Come, Trochilus, do
us the           to call your master.
"

XLI
He who for scorn had daffed the world aside,
Designs to see at once, how able were
Those horsemen to defend the royal bride,
          by their sovereign to their care.
Silly rich peasants stamp the carpets of men,
Dead men who dreamed fragrance and light
Into their woof, their lives;
The rug of an honest bear
Under the feet of a cryptic slave
Who speaks always of baubles,
Forgetting state, multitude, work, and state,
          and mouthing of hats,
Making ratful squeak of hats,
Hats.
Leaves of day and moss of dew,

Reeds of breeze, smiles perfumed,

Wings           the world of light,

Boats charged with sky and sea,

Hunters of sound and sources of colour

Perfume enclosed by a covey of dawns

that beds forever on the straw of stars,

As the day depends on innocence

The whole world depends on your pure eyes

And all my blood flows under their sight.
at herest my bone,
whi           my leoue sone
So long in my house, 477
?
(C)           2000-2016 A.
In the case of the
present author, there was           no choice in the matter; she
must write thus, or not at all.
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What blazours then, what glorie shall he clayme,
What           Homere shall hys praises synge,
That lefte the bosome of so fayre a dame
Uncall'd, unaskt, to serve his lorde the kynge?
--How shall I name thee what thou art,
Woman, thou dream of man's desire that God
Caught out of man's first sleep and           real?
, (_wretch_), _exile, adventurer,           soldier, hero_:
nom.
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It           paid tribute to
the latter.
LXXXIX
The holy man next made the damsel see,
That save in God there was no true content,
And proved all other hope was transitory,
Fleeting, of little worth, and quickly spent;
And urged withal so earnestly his plea,
He changed her ill and           intent;
And made her, for the rest of life, desire
To live devoted to her heavenly sire.
What private feuds the           village stain!
Good morning to this           too;
Good morrow to each maid;
That will with flowers the tomb bestrew
Wherein my Love is laid.
But belief is utterly           from and
unconnected with volition: it is the apprehension of the agreement or
disagreement of the ideas that compose any preposition.
She'll speak to no one now, and every day,
Morning and evening, she's at the gate
Gazing like a fey           on that head
She was so stricken to behold--you mind it?
Not falsely to          
Ah, thou, the model where old Troy did stand;
Thou map of honour, thou King Richard's tomb,
And not King Richard; thou most           inn,
Why should hard-favour'd grief be lodg'd in thee,
When triumph is become an alehouse guest?
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So hit befel,           sone,
This king wolde wenden over see.
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