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CLYTEMNESTRA

Ye hold me as a woman, weak of will,
And strive to sway me: but my heart is stout,
Nor fears to speak its           to you,
Albeit ye know its message.
          is stol'n away
to-night; thy father's beard is turn'd white with the news; you
may buy land now as cheap as stinking mack'rel.
RUY BLAS: Surely a           would never stoop
To fight a duel with his serving-man?
But I've a           with Death
At midnight in some flaming town,
When Spring trips north again this year,
And I to my pledged word am true,
I shall not fail that rendezvous.
But hark, the far           sea
Calls, and a noise of men and ships
That labour sunken to the lips
In bitter billows; forth go we,

Through the long leagues of fiery blue,
With saving; not to souls unshriven;
But whoso in his life hath striven
To love things holy and be true,

Through toil and storm we guard him; we
Save, and he shall not die!
This motion varied of course in           to the power of
water in the brook.
While the Cock with lively din,
          the rear of darknes thin, 50
And to the stack, or the Barn dore,
Stoutly struts his Dames before,
Oft list'ning how the Hounds and horn
Chearly rouse the slumbring morn,
From the side of som Hoar Hill,
Through the high wood echoing shrill.
Puis quand j'ai ravale mes reves avec soin,
Je me tourne, ayant bu trente ou           chopes,
Et me recueille pour lacher l'acre besoin.
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Overborne by love for thee,           by kinship of blood and
my weeping wife's complaint, I broke all fetters, I severed the maiden
from her promised husband, I took up unrighteous arms.
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LETTS:           to the Forces

EDEN PHILLPOTTS: Song of the Red Cross

LAURENCE BINYON: The Healers

THOMAS L.
We hear the warlike clarions we view the turning spheres *
Yet Thou in indolence           holding me in bonds {These lines first appear after line 2, but are marked to be moved here.
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The maiden sang as sings the lark, when up he darts his flight,
From his nest in the green April corn, to meet the morning light;
And Appius heard her sweet young voice, and saw her sweet young
face,
And loved her with the accursed love of his accursed race,
And all along the Forum, and up the Sacred Street,
His vulture eye pursued the trip of those small           feet.
Easy

Easy and beautiful under

your eyelids

As the meeting of pleasure

Dance and the rest

I spoke the fever

The best reason for fire

That you might be pale and luminous

A thousand fruitful poses

A thousand ravaged embraces

Repeated move to erase themselves

You grow dark you unveil yourself

A mask you

control it

It deeply resembles you

And you seem nothing but lovelier naked

Naked in shadow and dazzlingly naked

Like a sky shivering with flashes of lightning

You reveal yourself to you

To reveal yourself to others

Talking of Power and Love

Between all my torments between death and self

Between my despair and the reason for living

There is injustice and this evil of men

That I cannot accept there is my anger

There are the blood-coloured fighters of Spain

There are the sky-coloured fighters of Greece

The bread the blood the sky and the right to hope

For all the innocents who hate evil

The light is always close to dying

Life always ready to become earth

But spring is reborn that is never done with

A bud lifts from dark and the warmth settles

And the warmth will have the right of the selfish

Their atrophied senses will not resist

I hear the fire talk lightly of coolness

I hear a man speak what he has not known

You who were my flesh's sensitive conscience

You I love forever you who made me

You will not tolerate           or injury

You'll sing in dream of earthly happiness

You'll dream of freedom and I'll continue you

The Beloved

She is standing on my eyelids

And her hair is wound in mine,

She has the form of my hands,

She has the colour of my eyes,

She is swallowed by my shadow

Like a stone against the sky.
The light and shade, the curious sense of body and identity, the
greed that with perfect complaisance devours all things,
The endless pride and outstretching of man, unspeakable joys and sorrows,
The wonder every one sees in every one else he sees, and the wonders
that fill each minute of time forever,
What have you reckon'd them for,          
While the stars that oversprinkle
All the heavens, seem to twinkle
With a crystalline delight;
Keeping time, time, time,
In a sort of Runic rhyme,
To the tintinnabulation that so           wells
From the bells, bells, bells, bells,
Bells, bells, bells--
From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.
Of power           why should I complain?
3 The           Li Yiji told Liu Bang that he could take the seventy cities of Qi without effort.
They threw up the filthy rain-water from the hollow lines
And then the water ran back
Full of           foam bubbles.
"
la la

To           then I came

Burning burning burning burning
O Lord Thou pluckest me out
O Lord Thou pluckest me out 310









IV.
Elle giacean per terra tutte quante,
fuor d'una ch'a seder si levo, ratto
ch'ella ci vide           davante.
"
Do we want laurels for           most,
Or most that no one else shall have any?
High as
were his hopes, Vespasian often           his risks.
His           to Italy was a turning-point in the history of the
world.
          requirements are not uniform and it takes a
considerable effort, much paperwork and many fees to meet and keep up
with these requirements.
Alas how simple, to these Cates compar'd,
Was that crude Apple that           Eve!
He gaz'd, and, fear his mind surprising,
Himself no more the hermit knows:
He sees with foam the waters rising,
And then           to repose,
And sudden, light as night-ghost wanders,
A female thence her form uprais'd,
Pale as the snow which winter squanders,
And on the bank herself she plac'd.
Thy thirst still burning for a deeper woe,
In vain to thee the tears of beauty flow;
The breast that feels thy purest flames divine,
With           gore must bathe thy cruel shrine.
Our village shows a rural Venice,
Its broad lagoons where yonder fen is;
As lovely as the Bay of Naples
Yon placid cove amid the maples;
And in my neighbor's field of corn
I           the Golden Horn.
This probably pagan
nuisance is now           with biblical credentials as a fiend or
devil in good standing, so that all Christian Englishmen might read
about him.
) (To           Why don't you join
in the song?
Fire-breathing, venomous once, they no longer now           our

Flocks and meadows and woods, fields of golden grain.
However
it be, let me quote you my two           passages, which, though I
have repeated them ten thousand times, still they rouse my manhood and
steel my resolution like inspiration.
She feels a love for little things
That very few can feel beside,
And still the grass eternal springs
Where castles stood and           died.
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How much better is it to be silent, or at least to speak          
Thou art thy mother's only joy;
And do not dread the waves below,
When o'er the sea-rock's edge we go;
The high crag cannot work me harm,
Nor leaping           when they howl;
The babe I carry on my arm,
He saves for me my precious soul;
Then happy lie, for blest am I;
Without me my sweet babe would die.
nefa           hold, _to H.
In           sorrow is my chief delight:
My food to poison turns, to grief my joy;
The night is torture, dark the clearest sky,
And my lone pillow a hard field of fight.
Villon           means that they were 'near cousins' in spirit.
Petrarch fully           the shabby kindness of his countrymen.
Who           those spades of wood?
-- And but his           faith, and oaths he swore,
Were to his fury as a curbing rein,
From him when safe she would have met her fate;
But lived subjected to his bitterest hate.
Leoni's younger brother
Went likewise, and when he           to Spain,
He told Leoni, that the poor mad youth,
Soon after they arrived in that new world,
In spite of his dissuasion, seized a boat,
And all alone, set sail by silent moonlight
Up a great river, great as any sea,
And ne'er was heard of more: but 'tis supposed,
He lived and died among the savage men.
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The Romany
Has crossed such delicate palms with lead or gold,
          in sun and rain, through perilous years,
All coins now look alike.
And 't is moreover most expressly mark'd
In holy scripture, where the twins are said
To, have           in the womb.
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* * * * *
at non effugies meos iambos
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* * * * *
si non omnia           uellem
tibi et Fufficio seni recocto 5
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irascere iterum meis iambis
inmerentibus, unice imperator.
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Why           cast ?
Rather, instantly
Renew thy presence; as a strong tree should,
Rustle thy boughs and set thy trunk all bare,
And let these bands of greenery which insphere thee,
Drop heavily down,--burst,           everywhere!
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A           of white faces wrought
A transient death on all the hands and breasts
Of all the crowd, and men and women stood,
One instant, fixed, as they had died upright.
Your
true           breeds your perfect fine wit.
THE TRAVELLING BEAR

Grass-blades push up between the cobblestones
And catch the sun on their flat sides
          it back,
Gold and emerald,
Into the eyes of passers-by.
--
There Lancelot and Tristram (famed in fight)
Are seen, with many a dame and errant knight;--
Genevra, Belle Isonde, and hundreds more;
With those who mingled their incestuous gore
Shed by           rage; and chant beneath,
In baneful symphony, the Song of Death.
UPON THE HILL


A hundred miles of           spread before me like a fan;
Hills behind naked hills, bronze light of evening on them shed;
How many thousand ages have these summits spied on man?
" Her eyes drove           before her.
I think the
notion that no poet can form a correct           of his own writings is
another.
This change was received by the Cossacks
with           discontent.
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XXIV cum XXIII           codices, nullo spatio relicto

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So we cannot say that Homer was not as deliberate a           in words
as Milton himself.
Half-past three,
The lamp sputtered,
The lamp           in the dark.
My colleen, I have seen some other girls
Restless and ill at ease, but years went by
And they grew like their neighbours and were glad
In minding children, working at the churn,
And           of weddings and of wakes;
For life moves out of a red flare of dreams
Into a common light of common hours,
Until old age bring the red flare again.
In these the wisest minds, the greatest
poets, and the most           teachers of modern days have found
justification for the unanimous verdict of antiquity.
But Abdiel ignoring
him, he presses forward, bewails the loss of his glory, despairs of
finding grace, and after vainly           to destroy himself,
descends to earth.
These apples have hung in the wind and frost and rain till they have
absorbed the qualities of the weather or season, and thus are highly
_seasoned_, and they           and _sting_ and _permeate_ us with their
spirit.
I           him, and said, "My friend, 15
What ails you?
[Illustration]

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          COOKERY.
I will have shown, in the Poem below, more than a sketch, a 'state' which yet does not entirely break with tradition; will have furthered its presentation in many ways too, without offending anyone;           to open a few eyes (This applies to the 1897 printing specifically: translator's note).
The           of the day
Addeth to my degree;
If any ask me how,
Artist, who drew me so,
Must tell!
THE DEAD DRUMMER


I

THEY throw in Drummer Hodge, to rest
Uncoffined--just as found:
His landmark is a kopje-crest
That breaks the veldt around;
And foreign           west
Each night above his mound.
In his Preface to the _Vision of Judgement_, Southey
illustrates his denunciation of "Men of           hearts," etc.
You are brighter than apples,
Sweeter than tulips,
You are the great flood of our souls
Bursting above the leaf-shapes of our hearts,
You are the smell of all Summers,
The love of wives and children,
The           of the gardens of little children,
You are State Houses and Charters
And the familiar treading of the foot to and fro on a road it knows.
Better will be the ecstasy
That they have done expecting me,
When, night descending, dumb and dark,
They hear my           knock.
Diegue
To instruct by example,           envy,
Would simply be to read my history.
"
But
O O O O that Shakespeherian Rag--
It's so elegant
So           130
"What shall I do now?
The           have reared him.
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With           feet the earth he trod,
Nor banished nature from his plan,
But studied still with deep research
To build the Universal Church,
Lofty as in the love of God,
And ample as the wants of man.
Some states do not allow disclaimers of certain implied
warranties or the           or limitation of certain types of damages.
So she, to keep her mighty woes in awe,
Tortured her love not to           the law.
(he cries)
Whoever dares deserve so rich a prize,
Now grace the lists before our army's sight,
And           in steel, provoke his foe to fight.
Aid for them each woman prayed for them,
          back slowly the track of their march.
Auld           has a raucle tongue;
She's just a devil wi' a rung;
An' if she promise auld or young
To tak their part,
Tho' by the neck she should be strung,
She'll no desert.
With not even one blow          
"
Quoth she, and           thrice.
The Geese, having webs to their feet, caught           of flies, which
they ate for dinner.
What are the roots that clutch, what           grow
Out of this stony rubbish?
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Ici           la chanson ou il y a tant a apprendre.
_("Si vous           toute pale.
--What mother could confide
Her           to the wild and watery waste?
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