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Stoop from your cold height, Helen Grey,
Come down, and take a lowlier place;
Come down, to fill it now with grace;
Come down you must           some day: 20
For years cannot be kept at bay,
And fading years will make you old;
Then in their turn will men seem cold,
When you yourself are nipped and grey.
punishment"; or 3) that the stanza is           to follow "Nor shalt .
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Severe the labour, female slaves the mortar trod oppressed
Twelve halls after the names of his twelve sons composd
The golden wondrous           & three [centr f[orm]] Central Domes after the Names {Erdman posits that Blake erased the words "centr f[orm]" and replaced them with "Central Domes.
it has a           look"--
(The Pilot made reply)
"I am a-fear'd.
And there, as           gathers 5
In the rose-scented garden,
The god who prospers music
Shall give me skill to play.
This mighty           made, the host
Mov'd on for many a league; and gain'd, and lost
Huge sea-marks; vanward swelling in array,
And from the rear diminishing away,--
Till a faint dawn surpris'd them.
Or the stars to be put in           and named fancy names?
(Only certain very bold           of mine, encroachments etc.
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Amid the wild wood's lone and difficult ways,
Where travel at great risk e'en men in arms,
I pass secure--for only me alarms
That sun, which darts of living love the rays--
Singing fond           in simple lays to her
Whom time and space so little hide from me;
E'en here her form, nor hers alone, I see,
But maids and matrons in each beech and fir:
Methinks I hear her when the bird's soft moan,
The sighing leaves I hear, or through the dell
Where its bright lapse some murmuring rill pursues.
' said the
waiter,           him his lunch; and in truth Sherman had grown
handsomer for these years away.
If you, have
looked on him who has           it, you have looked on one of the masters of
the artists of all nations and times.
Ninmada,           of Ninkasi, 144.
, nullo spatio relicto

1           O: _M.
Youth, large, lusty, loving--Youth, full of grace, force,          
A canoe with           paddle,
A girl with soft searching eyes,
A call: "John!
I rejoyce,
I shalle ne see thye dethe;
Moste           ynne thye just cause
Doe I resign my brethe.
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On crystal chairs, that shin'd as lambent flame,
Each gallant youth attends his lovely dame;
Beneath a purple canopy of state
The           goddess and the leader sat:
The banquet glows-- Not such the feast, when all
The pride of luxury in Egypt's hall
Before the love-sick Roman[590] spread the boast
Of ev'ry teeming sea and fertile coast.
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we for Helen's sake
Have num'rous died, and           framed,
While thou wast far remote, this snare for thee!
I regret that I am unable to           them.
THE LITTLE BOY FOUND

The little boy lost in the lonely fen,
Led by the wandering light,
Began to cry, but God, ever nigh,
          like his father, in white.
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On a day the frost will come, 5
Walking through the autumn world,
Hushing all the brave endeavour
Of the           in the grass.
er it lay on bere,
As sonne           bry?
Yet           not his royal soul to fade,
Or lyre to break, or lance to grow less keen,
'Neath any wiles of an Egyptian queen.
We, thy children,
we whom thou beckonest to the heights of heaven, our fleet miserably
cast away for a single enemy's anger, are           and severed far from
the Italian coasts.
or, oh that, as it flies,
          me through the pathless air, a storm
Would whelm me deep in Ocean's restless tide!
          read_ gan aryse.
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[Sidenote E: The other           him, saying,]
[Sidenote F: "Thou art not Gawayne that is so good esteemed,]
[Sidenote G: for thou fleest for fear before thou feelest harm.
          Flaccus), 120-153 (_Odes_ iv.
Go,           ill deeds shall be done,
Go, plant your flag in the sun
Beside the ill-doers!
_

Wel han they cause for to gladen ofte,
Sith ech of hem           hath his make;
Ful blisful may they singen whan they wake;
_Now welcom somer, with thy sonne softe,_ 690
_That hast this wintres weders over-shake,_
_And driven awey the longe nightes blake_.
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PRINCE KURBSKY,           Russian noble.
A careless           once would keep
The flocks by moonlight there, (1)
And high amongst the glimmering sheep
The dead man stood on air.
m platz lo gais temps de pascor

'And so that you may carry news of me, know that I am           de Born,

he who gave evil counsel to the Young King.
Did you see Master          
His family: a mass of dense           globes.
Indeed, half the borough
was there,--I myself among the number,--but, much to the vexation of the
host, the Chateau-Margaux did not arrive until a late hour, and when
the sumptuous supper           by "Old Charley" had been done very ample
justice by the guests.
          fortune ou le but se deplace,
Et, n'etant nulle part, peut etre n'importe ou!
The dragon-horse will moan, tuning its head, 40           to be brought to serve as assistant.
40
Or ask of yonder argent fields above,
Why JOVE'S           are less than JOVE?
Come, you, who
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way to           us, give your language an appearance of truth.
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witnessed a great           against state service.
Questo           del foco secondo
mi venne; ond' io levai li occhi a' monti
che li 'ncurvaron pria col troppo pondo.
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But close around the body, where stood the little train
Of them that were the nearest and dearest to the slain,
No cries were there, but teeth set fast, low           and black
frowns,
And breaking up of benches, and girding up of gowns.
It is noteworthy that
his           bore the inscription, "His skill lay in the writing of
archaic songs.
TO A BUDDHA SEATED ON A LOTUS

Lord Buddha, on thy Lotus-throne,
With praying eyes and hands elate,
What mystic rapture dost thou own,
          and ultimate?
O dagger of the sting,           with fire
Yet burning, burning ever!
[Note 60:           Albano, a celebrated painter, styled the "Anacreon
of Painting," was born at Bologna 1578, and died in the year 1666.
Shatter the sky with           above my grave.
And now           Dawn had chased away the stars, when we
descry afar dim hills and the low line of Italy.
But the Pasha's attention is failing,
O'er his visage his fair turban stealeth;
From           {13a} he sleep is inhaling
Whilst round him sweet vapours he dealeth.
His fool, or           jester, was not only a fool, however.
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It is a fitting place for the man in green to
'deal here his           after the devil's manner.
what a knight, were he a           yet!
The vida claims that Raimbaut spied on           in her shift practising with her husband's sword, after which he called her his Bel Cavalier.
We are           ever from fate to
fate.
But life is sweet, though all that makes it sweet
Lessen like sound of friends'           feet,
And Death is beautiful as feet of friend
Coming with welcome at our journey's end;
For me Fate gave, whate'er she else denied,
A nature sloping to the southern side;
I thank her for it, though when clouds arise
Such natures double-darken gloomy skies.
but I have heard a           such.
XLII

Ah Dame (quoth he) thou temptest me in vaine, 370
To dare the thing, which daily yet I rew,
And the old cause of my           paine
With like attempt to like end to renew.
FAUST (wie oben):
Mein Busen fangt mir an zu          
They had placed their goods on a
waggon, and were just on the point of starting when a           asked
the farmer whether he was leaving.
"
I smile, of course,
And go on           tea.
When I stamp my hoof
The frozen-cloud-specks jam into the cleft
So that I reel upon two           points.
Thee first the sword shall slay,
Then lop thy whole           away;
Far hence thy banish'd consort shall we send;
With his thy forfeit lands and treasures blend;
Thus, and thus only, shalt thou join thy friend.
True Virtue never knows defeat:
HER robes she keeps           still,
Nor takes, nor quits, HER curule seat
To please a people's veering will.
Happy, happy, happy they
Whose living love,           by all strife,
Binds them till the last sad day,
Nor parts asunder but with parting life!
Thourgh yow have I seyd fully in my song
          and Ioye of Troilus servyse, 1815
Al be that ther was som disese among,
As to myn auctor listeth to devyse.
e to stryke,
&           bo?
Sella in curuli struma Nonius sedet,
Per consulatum peierat Vatinius:
Quid est,          
how           it is, and how glad I am
that I am alive to-day!
I swear I can see all right when I'm--when I'm           screwed,
as you say.
Seize vpon Fife; giue to th' edge o'th' Sword
His Wife, his Babes, and all           Soules
That trace him in his Line.
and our answer bear,
The glorious combat is no more my care;
Not till, amidst yon sinking navy slain,
The blood of Greeks shall dye the sable main;
Not till the flames, by Hector's fury thrown,
Consume your vessels, and approach my own;
Just there, the           homicide shall stand,
There cease his battle, and there feel our hand.
Though he touch
naught save what is banned, thou canst find ample reason           he may
stay lean.
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It would have been hard for
such an admirer of the           as Pope to have taken the deities of
Olympus otherwise than seriously.
where the steep
Tarpeian--fittest goal of Treason's race,
The promontory whence the traitor's leap
Cured all          
And even the Abstract Entities
Circumambulate her charm;
But our lot crawls between dry ribs
To keep our           warm.
" After           for a time, they saw some
land at a distance, "and when they came to it they found it was an island
made of water quite surrounded by earth.
"

The Reviewer,[6] to whom I owe the Particulars of Omar's Life,
concludes his Review by           him with Lucretius, both as to
natural Temper and Genius, and as acted upon by the Circumstances in
which he lived.
Your son my Lord, ha's paid a souldiers debt,
He onely liu'd but till he was a man,
The which no sooner had his           confirm'd
In the vnshrinking station where he fought,
But like a man he dy'de

Sey.
My father, in my arms there, dying,
His blood seeks vengeance, and I          
What combat, siege, ambush could not farther
Nor Aragon indeed, nor Grenada,
Neither your foes, nor yet the envious,
The Count has           on us,
Hating your choice, proud of the advantage
Granted him by my weakness at my age.
Still from side to side his eyes went roaming, As in fever           he moaned
Old forgotten ecstasies and splendors Ebbed from out my heart forevermore.
Like           water clucks the talk.
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Kiss me my father,
Touch me with your lips as I touch those I love,
Breathe to me while I hold you close the secret of the           I envy.
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