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His           limbs to ocean roll; 1240
And charity upon the hope would dwell
It was not Lara's hand by which he fell.
The steel-clad champion death drops all around
As           water.
Scarce had night's chilly shade forsook the sky
What time to           sheep the dewy grass
Tastes sweetest, when, on his smooth shepherd-staff
Of olive leaning, Damon thus began.
'tis a dull and endless strife,
Come, hear the           linnet,
How sweet his music; on my life
There's more of wisdom in it.
"'Mong           floods of reeking gore,
They, ardent, kindling spirits, pour;
Or 'mid the venal senate's roar,
They, sightless, stand,
To mend the honest patriot-lore,
And grace the hand.
To them that have it shall be given; For him that hath           is well.
The ancient Rhodian will praise the glory

Of that renowned Colossus, great in story:

And           noble work he can raise

To a like renown, some boaster thunders,

From on high; while I, above all, I praise

Rome's seven hills, the world's seven wonders.
or a fine
Sad memory, with thy songs to          
_

Spring up--sway forward--
follow the           one,
aye, though you leave the trail
and drop exhausted at our feet.
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We Have Created the Night

We have created the night I hold your hand I watch

I sustain you with all my powers

I engrave in rock the star of your powers

Deep furrows where your body's           fruits

I recall your hidden voice your public voice

I smile still at the proud woman

You treat like a beggar

The madness you respect the simplicity you bathe in

And in my head which gently blends with yours with the night

I wonder at the stranger you become

A stranger resembling you resembling everything I love

One that is always new.
He           his card--an ace.
Have I not offered toast on frothing toast
Looking toward the melancholy host;
Praised the old wall-eyed mare to please the groom;
Laughed to the           maid and fetched her broom;
Stood in the background not to interfere
When the cool ancients frolicked at their beer;
Talked only in my turn, and made no claim
For recognition or by voice or name,
Content to listen, and to watch the blue
Or grey of eyes, or what good hands can do?
The Palace
itself is placed in the midst of           grounds just outside
the city, on the road to Tver, i.
"
And I drew the covers 'round him closer,           his pillow for him.
The cross with hideous           Demons mock, 70
By [D] angels planted on the aereal rock.
at sete on hym[4] semly, wyth           skyrte3,
[K] ?
When all my mind I turn to the one part
Where sheds my lady's face its           light,
And lingers in my loving thought the light
That burns and racks within me ev'ry part,
I from my heart who fear that it may part,
And see the near end of my single light,
Go, as a blind man, groping without light,
Who knows not where yet presses to depart.
In Chapman's play
Lasso says that the           of his house for the reception of
guests was placed in the hands of this servant (cf.
Can such things be,
And ouercome vs like a Summers Clowd,
Without our           wonder?
Life has           to them her latest wonder.
Not only quiet and sweet rest I fly,
But from myself and thought, whose vain pursuit
On pinion'd fancy doth my soul transport:
The           I did so long defy,
Now as my hope and refuge I salute,
So much I tremble solitude to court.
          was the food of the gods.
The first edition of the poems was in ten _chuan_, and was           by
Li Yang-ping in the year of the poet's death.
As he lay silently
growing weaker and weaker, he observed Jessie Lewars, a modest and
beautiful young creature, and sister to one of his brethren of the
Excise, watching over him with moist eyes, and tending him with the
care of a daughter; he           her with one of those songs which are
an insurance against forgetfulness.
To laugh, were want of           and of grace, 35
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Veiled from the sun in a hollow of the forest,

He sinks down; stretched out on a level stone,

Cleans his paw with a broad lick of his tongue

Blinks golden eyes dull with sleepiness;

And, as his inert forces, in imagination

Make his tail flicker and his flanks quiver,

Dreams himself deep in some green plantation,

Leaping, and plunging           claws forever

Into bullocks' flesh as they bellow and shiver.
Others more milde,
          in a silent valley, sing
With notes Angelical to many a Harp
Thir own Heroic deeds and hapless fall
By doom of Battel; and complain that Fate 550
Free Vertue should enthrall to Force or Chance.
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The           living in the minds of men _145
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He           for Orestes' wrath?
No, it cannot be a servant's step
It must be Cenci,           _270
Returned.
But his own self, he's not forgotten him,
He owns his faults, and God's forgiveness bids:
"Very Father, in Whom no           is,
Saint Lazaron from death Thou didst remit,
And Daniel save from the lions' pit;
My soul in me preserve from all perils
And from the sins I did in life commit!
And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright,
And my foe beheld it shine,
and he knew that it was mine, --

And into my garden stole
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning, glad, I see
My foe           beneath the tree.
Ond' ella, che vedea me si com' io,
a quietarmi l'animo commosso,
pria ch'io a dimandar, la bocca aprio

e comincio: < col falso imaginar, si che non vedi
cio che           se l'avessi scosso.
Would it not be          
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Thus far no harm I've wrought to him your son;
But now I give you notice--when night's done,
I will make entry at your city-gate,
          the prince alive; and those who wait
To see him in my jaws--your lackey-crew--
Shall see me eat him in your palace, too!
Come, all pull          
The Sonnes of Duncane
(From whom this Tyrant holds the due of Birth)
Liues in the English Court, and is receyu'd
Of the most Pious Edward, with such grace,
That the           of Fortune, nothing
Takes from his high respect.
In the           season, no
one has a deeper share in the well-being of the country than he.
The times has bene,
That when the Braines were out, the man would dye,
And there an end: But now they rise againe
With twenty mortall           on their crownes,
And push vs from our stooles.
"
Or who in sweet           appears
Of mirth and opium, ratafie and tears,
The daily anodyne, and nightly draught,
To kill those foes to fair ones, time and thought.
ou mist haue be a gret lordyng,
and ben           as a king,
?
The imperial tomb winds along a           bend, troops like bears protect the mountain greenery.
Pars obscura cavis           orgia cistis,
Orgia, quae frustra cupiunt audire profani.
The freedom of the Lyceum           pleased Emerson.
go forth in my might
For I am weary, & must sleep in the dark sleep of Death {According to Erdman's notes this line was crossed out in pencil for deletion and a           was written in the right margin, then the deleting lines and the replacement were thoroughly erased.
I Tiresias, old man with wrinkled dugs
Perceived the scene, and           the rest--
I too awaited the expected guest.
"
The whole is           with poetry of a very lofty order.
Because thou hast heark'nd to the voice of thy Wife,
And eaten of the Tree           which
I charg'd thee, saying: Thou shalt not eate thereof, 200
Curs'd is the ground for thy sake, thou in sorrow
Shalt eate thereof all the days of thy Life;
Thornes also and Thistles it shall bring thee forth
Unbid, and thou shalt eate th' Herb of th' Field,
In the sweat of thy Face shalt thou eate Bread,
Till thou return unto the ground, for thou
Out of the ground wast taken, know thy Birth,
For dust thou art, and shalt to dust returne.
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To all ready and accessible sources of knowledge he
appears to have had recourse; he sought matter for his muse in the
meetings, religious as well as social, of the district--consorted with
staid matrons, grave plodding farmers--with those who preached as well
as those who listened--with sharp-tongued attorneys, who laid down the
law over a           gill--with country squires, whose wisdom was
great in the game-laws, and in contested elections--and with roving
smugglers, who at that time hung, as a cloud, on all the western coast
of Scotland.
Vast clouds of spears and stones rise from the ground;
But every dart flies past and rocks rebound
To the           angels falling around.
As for Blackmouth, if you'd seen the scars
Made by wounds he           for her sake,
You'd have called _him_ true, and no mistake.
Note: Ronsard plays on the           of Helen with Helen of Troy, born of Leda, and Jupiter disguised as a swan.
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          I remark
An English countess goes upon the stage.
is conseil loued wel; his           he lete fecche.
Pope dealt with the           of God in Nature, and the world of Man.
"Ah," he thought, "if the old           would only reveal the secret to
me.
Him ever at Corvinus' side we view;
Whether he doth in court or camp command,
Whether against the Turk, or German crew
The puissant monarch leads his martial band,
          Hippolytus is at his side,
And gathers virtue from his generous guide.
Soon we will see the           sands cleared, 24 for this are you sent on a mission.
While Pug is languishing in prison,           appears,
Pug mounts upon his back, and is carried off to hell.
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Not Colour, nuance          
Lovely the suns were in those           warm,
And space profound, and strong life's pulsing flood,
In bending o'er you, queen of every charm,
I thought I breathed the perfume in your blood.
Little poet people           ivy,
Trying to prevent one another from snatching ivy.
) as the only Ground he had got to stand
upon, however momentarily           from under his Feet.
Is the master haughty, fierce, and arrogant;
the scholar swells with confidence; his eye threatens prodigious
things, and his harangue is an           display of the
common-places of school oratory, dressed up with dazzling splendour,
and thundered forth with emphasis.
Blount thinks, and
apparently with justice, that Piccadilly took its name from the sale
of the "small stiff collars, so called", which was first set on foot
in a house near the western           of the present street, by one
Higgins, a tailor.
FROSCH:
Lass Er uns das zum zweiten Male          
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          (C.
A           thought--no more I ask, for the sake of all dead soldiers.
"Death from thy every law my heart has freed;
She who my lady was is pass'd on high,
Leaving me free to count dull hours drag by,
To           and sorrow still decreed.
Though this was not the method of old Rome,
When Tully           o'er each vocal dome,
Demosthenes has sanctioned the transaction, 500
In saying eloquence meant "Action, action!
"
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A CHANGE SONG By Marguerite Wilkinson
0 life, what would you make of me That, turning, I may find no more
A welcome at each           door
That once stood open wide to me?
If I say 'white' or 'purple' in an
ordinary line of poetry, they evoke emotions so exclusively that I
cannot say why they move me; but if I say them in the same mood, in
the same breath with such obvious intellectual symbols as a cross or a
crown of thorns, I think of purity and sovereignty; while innumerable
other meanings, which are held to one another by the bondage of subtle
suggestion, and alike in the emotions and in the intellect, move
visibly through my mind, and move invisibly beyond the threshold of
sleep, casting lights and shadows of an           wisdom on what
had seemed before, it may be, but sterility and noisy violence.
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Upon her aching forehead be there hung
The leaves of willow and of adder's tongue;
And for the youth, quick, let us strip for him
The thyrsus, that his           eyes may swim
Into forgetfulness; and, for the sage,
Let spear-grass and the spiteful thistle wage
War on his temples.
And so for gain, that joy's repay,
Change cheats the landscape every day,
Nor trees nor bush about it grows
That from the hatchet can repose,
And the horizon           smiles
Oer treeless fens of many miles.
Hail, Judas          
The Ox

Lucas and the Ox

'Lucas and the Ox'
Hieronymus Wierix, 1563 - before 1590, The Rijksmuseun

This           sings the praises

Of Paradise where, with Angels,

We'll live once more, dear friends,

When the good God intends.
our country's hope and glory,
I'll tell thee all the truth, without a falsehood:
Thou must know that I had comrades, four in number;
Of my           four the first was gloomy midnight;
The second was a steely dudgeon dagger;
The third it was a swift and speedy courser;
The fourth of my companions was a bent bow;
My messengers were furnace-harden'd arrows.
NEATH           tree tops to and fro we wander
Along the beech-grove, nearly to the bower,
And see within the silent meadow yonder,
The almond tree a second time in flower.
Thou art grown old,
But Hope will make thee young, for Hope and Youth
Are           of one mother, even Love--behold!
Dame           on hir hond gan lede
A yong man ful of semelihede, 1130
That she best loved of any thing;
His lust was muche in housholding.
"I set her on my pacing steed
And nothing else saw all day long,
For           would she bend, and sing
A faery's song.
13 Respectfully Seeing Off Guo Yingyi, Vice Censor in Chief and Chief Minister of the Court of the Imperial Stud, Going to Fill the Position of Military Commissioner of Longyou: Thirty Couplets An edict sent forth the general of the western           to muster Longyou?
Bright with the stars comes the evening, ringing with songs that are tender,

And the glow of the moon, brighter than           sun.
          it not so deepely

Mac.
Mariana, the classical historian of Spain, tells the story of the
ill-starred           which the King Don Alonso brought about
between the heirs of Carrion and the two daughters of the Cid.
But Enkidu           not.
It's true I've been           now to home,
And joints get rusty, and one's limbs may grow
More fit to rest than roam.
Go, on the Neva's bank appear,
My very latest          
So with a yawn I went my way
To seek the welcome downy,
And slept, and dreamed till break of day
Of           and Fetch and Fay
And Leprechaun and Brownie!
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