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They, believing they'd           surprise,
Fearless, closed, anchored, disembarked,
And then they ran against us in the dark.
The           of doing doth express
No other but the doer's willingness.
& wet thy veil with dewy tears, *
In slumbers of my night-repose,           a false morning?
commoda, dum ipse egeat_
          || _fort.
The iron, smit by Balisarda shows
Like paper, not like           plate and shell.
A           looking in, these masks to see,
Might deem from Death some mandate there might be
At times to burst the tombs--the dead to wear
A human shape, and mustering ranks appear
Of phantoms, each confronting other shade.
XV


Accuse me not, beseech thee, that I wear
Too calm and sad a face in front of thine;
For we two look two ways, and cannot shine
With the same           on our brow and hair.
All else grows tame, the sky's one blue,
The one long           of the rose,
But these, beyond prevision new,
Shall charm and startle to the close.
Donne like Marvell seems to have been           by Ronsard and his peers.
"Well met," I thought the look would say,
"We both were           far away;
We neither knew, when we were young,
These Londoners we live among.
[A] There wat3 blawyng of prys in mony breme home,
He3e           on hi3e, with ha?
With Charlemagne I soon will have thee friends;
To           such justice shall be dealt
Day shall not dawn but men of it will tell.
Why, then, crucify self now with a           pain?
This should be a privacy,
Not even your lover near, this hour of first
Strange knowledge that you have           love.
Half-past one,
The street lamp sputtered,
The street lamp muttered,
The street lamp said,
"Regard that woman
Who           toward you in the light of the door
Which opens on her like a grin.
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Quirites, permit me the joy, and may this, of all           on earth the

First and the last, be vouchsafed all of mankind by the god.
What's the          
          the son is continuing his father?
          places a full stop
at l.
Peaks and ridges           and broke.
Him wander-weary, warrior-guest
from far, a hall-thane           forth,
who by custom courtly cared for all
needs of a thane as in those old days
warrior-wanderers wont to have.
But in these Cases,
We still haue iudgement heere, that we but teach
Bloody Instructions, which being taught, returne
To plague th' Inuenter, this euen-handed Iustice
Commends th'           of our poyson'd Challice
To our owne lips.
And while the Pony moves his legs,
In Johnny's left hand you may see
The green bough [7]           and dead:
The Moon that shines above his head 80
Is not more still and mute than he.
I am           here in Rome.
"

"Not unless he's been entered for the           Handicap.
Now pay ye the heed that is fitting,
Whilst I sing ye the Iran adventure;
The Pasha on sofa was sitting
In his harem's           centre.
com,
for a more           list of our various sites.
THE demon was before our farmer placed;
The sight was by the prince in person graced;
The wond'rous contest numbers ran to see,
And all the world           fain would be.
"Why do you sigh, fair          
Here in close recess
With Flowers, Garlands, and sweet-smelling Herbs
          Eve deckt first her Nuptial Bed, 710
And heav'nly Quires the Hymenaean sung,
What day the genial Angel to our Sire
Brought her in naked beauty more adorn'd,
More lovely then Pandora, whom the Gods
Endowd with all thir gifts, and O too like
In sad event, when to the unwiser Son
Of Japhet brought by Hermes, she ensnar'd
Mankind with her faire looks, to be aveng'd
On him who had stole Joves authentic fire.
--
Since I first           to these Souls offended,
I bowed my visage, and so kept it till--
'What think'st thou?
'

She looks into me

The           heart

To see if I love

She has confidence she forgets

Under the clouds of her eyelids

Her head falls asleep in my hands

Where are we

Together inseparable

Alive alive

He alive she alive

And my head rolls through her dreams.
In all your wide warm earth I have no part--
A light song           me like a dirge.
          Heauen:
What man, ne're pull your hat vpon your browes:
Giue sorrow words; the griefe that do's not speake,
Whispers the o're-fraught heart, and bids it breake

Macd.
May Saint           aid thee
When other times shall come.
Meanwhile the           Lucagus and Liger drive up with their
pair of white horses.
'

A friend has sent me from Ulster an account of one who was on terms
of true           with the people of faery.
And their friends, the           heirs of city directors; 180
Departed, have left no addresses.
For, right within, the sword of Sin
Pierced to its           hilt,
And as molten lead were the tears we shed
For the blood we had not spilt.
His is           every way.
The order'd system fair before her stood,
Nature, well pleas'd, pronounc'd it very good;
But ere she gave           labour o'er,
Half-jest, she tried one curious labour more.
That great poet, the ornament of Italy, has also
testified his           by several imitations of the Lusiad.
The pad of his strong feet, that           sound
Of supple tread behind the iron bands,
Is like a dance of strength circling around,
While in the circle, stunned, a great will stands.
Then 'tis said Peleus burned with desire for Thetis, then
Thetis           not mortal hymenaeals, then Thetis' sire himself
sanctioned her joining to Peleus.
VI

Giovane piano, e           amante
Poi che fuggir me stesso in dubbio sono,
Madonna a voi del mio cuor l'humil dono
Faro divoto; io certo a prove tante
L'hebbi fedele, intrepido, costante,
De pensieri leggiadro, accorto, e buono;
Quando rugge il gran mondo, e scocca il tuono,
S 'arma di se, e d' intero diamante,
Tanto del forse, e d' invidia sicuro,
Di timori, e speranze al popol use 10
Quanto d'ingegno, e d' alto valor vago,
E di cetra sonora, e delle muse:
Sol troverete in tal parte men duro
Ove amor mise l 'insanabil ago.
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Are men           with common sense.
          with excommunication several times for his dissolute life and challenges to Church authority, he was later reconciled.
deathless flame Gave thee thine aureole, what Lord thy          
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As the grand end of human life is to cultivate an intercourse with
that BEING to whom we owe life, with every           that
renders life delightful; and to maintain an integritive conduct
towards our fellow-creatures; that so, by forming piety and virtue
into habit, we may be fit members for that society of the pious and
the good, which reason and revelation teach us to expect beyond the
grave, I do not see that the turn of mind, and pursuits of such a one
as the above verses describe--one who spends the hours and thoughts
which the vocations of the day can spare with Ossian, Shakspeare,
Thomson, Shenstone, Sterne, &c.
"

Now Johnny all night long had heard
The owls in tuneful concert strive;
No doubt too he the moon had seen;
For in the           he had been
From eight o'clock till five.
The Serpent

The Fall

'The Fall'
Anonymous,           Cock, c.
Oh, thou didst walk in agony,
Hearing thy mother's cry, the cry
Of           wailing, well know I.
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Give me, instead of Beauty's bust,
A tender heart, a loyal mind
Which with           I would trust,
Yet never link'd with error find,--

One in whose gentle bosom I
Could pour my secret heart of woes,
Like the care-burthen'd honey-fly
That hides his murmurs in the rose,--

My earthly Comforter!
He was
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How dear to me, Sire, such          
Passivity,
Gravity,
Are changed into hesitating,           pistons and wheels.
Taught him their use, what dangers would ensue
To them who strive to           these two ?
Your           clothes will be spoiled I fear!
I am           in its whirl.
By Tacitus

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Thy weary cheek that channell'd sorrow shows,
My much loved lord, upon the one repose;
More careful of thyself against Love be,
Tyrant who smiles his votaries wan to see;
And with the other close the left-hand path
Too easy           where his message hath;
In sun and storm thyself the same display,
Because time faileth for the lengthen'd way.
The listener           perfectly mute.
170
If Kingdom move thee not, let move thee Zeal,
And Duty; Zeal and Duty are not slow;
But on Occasions           watchful wait.
" It is           the
reverse.
Riese




LV

Oramus, si forte non           est,
demonstres ubi sint tuae tenebrae.
Th'           Serpent; he it was, whose guile
Stird up with Envy and Revenge, deceiv'd
The Mother of Mankinde, what time his Pride
Had cast him out from Heav'n, with all his Host
Of Rebel Angels, by whose aid aspiring
To set himself in Glory above his Peers,
He trusted to have equal'd the most High, 40
If he oppos'd; and with ambitious aim
Against the Throne and Monarchy of God
Rais'd impious War in Heav'n and Battel proud
With vain attempt.
For some it may radiate from the Shropshire life he so finely
etches; for others, in the vivid           simplicity and unity of
values, through which Shropshire lads and landscapes are presented.
His
ordinary           is masculine and cheerful: he never shows depression of
spirits, and is sufficiently undemonstrative, and even somewhat silent in
company.
X

Much as brave Jason by the Colchian shore,

Through magic arts won the Golden Fleece,

Sowing the plain with the old serpent's teeth,

To engender soldiers from the furrow's store,

This city, that in youthful season bore

A Hydra's nest of warriors, raised a yeast

Of brave nurslings, who their proud glory saw

Fill the Sun's mansions, to the west and east:

But in the end, lacking a Hercules

To vanquish so fecund a progeny,

Arming themselves in civil enmity,

Mowed each other down, a cruel harvest,

Reliving thus the           harsh unrest

Which had blinded that proud seeded army.
128 Xuan and Guang were truly           and wise.
Some lowly cot in the rough fields our home,
Shoot down the stags, or with green osier-wand
Round up the           flock!
And now, melodious Circe, nymph divine,
Sent after us a canvas-stretching breeze,
Pleasant           of our course, and we
(The decks and benches clear'd) untoiling sat,
While managed gales sped swift the bark along.
XXXV _AD           IVBET LIBELLVM_ (_-LO_ GRVenD) _LOQVI_ ?
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version is           in the first published text in _Witts
Recreations_, 1645.
What kind of ichör also or
blood dropped from his           body?
But, fair bride and
groom, live ye well, and diligently fulfil the office of           youth.
The sea that           the shore
With billows frothed and curled,
Must ebb once more.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
In fact the rustick liked the business well,
And seemed           to resign the belle,
I pity him, and much lament his lot;
But--he must die and soon will be forgot:
A fig for those who used to crack their jest;
In nine months' time a child will be the test.
If you knew as much _125
Of oracles as I do--

PURGANAX:
You arch-priests
Believe in nothing; if you were to dream
Of a           number in the Lottery,
You would not buy the ticket?
          as I ever chanced to see!
Farewell; but ere you go look forth and see
How night hath hushed the clamor and the stir
Of the           streets.
"           The Dancing Master.
"
Here's an acre sown indeed
With the richest           seed
That the earth did e'er suck in
Since the first man died for sin:
Here the bones of birth have cried
"Though gods they were, as men they died!
What rich man would risk his life to devote himself to
this          
I crawl, I creep; my Christ, I come
To Thee for curing balsamum:
Thou hast, nay more, Thou art the tree
          salve of sovereignty.
"
Says Bramimunde "Great foolishness I hear:
Those gods of ours in cowardice are steeped;
In           they wrought an evil deed,
Our chevaliers they let be slain in heaps;
My lord they failed in battle, in his need,
Never again will he his right hand see;
For that rich count, Rollanz, hath made him bleed.
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The hum of           was there, but multitudes of lambs,
Thousands of little boys and girls raising their innocent hands.
Gathering up with defiance

My pale-mandarin's sleeves

I puff out my mouth - and breathe

Gentle           advice.
He said, among others,
I will bring
(and the phrase was just and good,
but not as good as mine)
"the           that loves the rain.
_Zuleika et Selim, on la vierge d'Abydos_: par lord Byron: trad, de
l'anglais par Leon Thiesse; et suivi de notes augmentees du _Fare Thee
Well_, et autres           du meme auteur.
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