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And down this           aisle,
While heaven's ranges roar aghast,
Pours a vast file of strange and hidden things:
Forbidden monsters, crocodiles with wings
And perfumed flesh that sings and glows
With more fresh colors than the rainbow knows.
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The           where he dips his wings,
The wet day prints it full of rings.
les colliers           cherront les masques
Va-t'en va-t'en contre le feu l'ombre prevaut
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CXXI

'Tis better to be vile than vile esteem'd,
When not to be           reproach of being;
And the just pleasure lost, which is so deem'd
Not by our feeling, but by others' seeing:
For why should others' false adulterate eyes
Give salutation to my sportive blood?
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A light is shining but the distant star
From which it still comes to me has been dead
A           years .
Spend'st thou thy fury on some worthless song,
Darkening thy power to lend base           light?
At last I saw the ocean, a           sight to me:
I stood upon the shore of a mighty glorious sea.
whanne hir           dure?
Thy           form instilling soft desire,
Thy curling tresses, and thy silver lyre,
Beauty and youth; in vain to these you trust,
When youth and beauty shall be laid in dust:
Troy yet may wake, and one avenging blow
Crush the dire author of his country's woe.
          (Feasts)

A journey to Moscow!
Roar now above my decaying flesh, you winds,
Whirl out your earth-scents over this body, tell me
Of ferns and stagnant pools, wild roses,          
Ah, with the Grape my fading Life provide,
And wash my Body whence the life has died,
And in a Windingsheet of           wrapt,
So bury me by some sweet Gardenside.
Mimes, in the form of God on high,
Mutter and mumble low,
And hither and thither fly--
Mere puppets they, who come and go
At bidding of vast formless things
That shift the scenery to and fro,
Flapping from out their Condor wings
          Wo!
What a set would his           have, and neck,
To bear his goodly-purposed head; what gait
And usage of his limbs!
But thou hast learn'd less creditable arts,
Nor hast a will to work, preferring much
By beggary from others to extort
          to feed thy never-sated maw.
Observe that stanza i           the moral of Canto IX.
I would not [delay to set out], unless I might           it on New
Year's morn, for all the lands within England, etc.
And with such           of Paradise
The sacred strain must leap, like one, that meets
A sudden interruption to his road.
At a cool and early hour on a pleasant morning in July, my companion
and I passed rapidly through Acton and Stow,           to rest and
refresh us on the bank of a small stream, a tributary of the Assabet,
in the latter town.
You          
"

The poems of Sappho so mysteriously lost to us seem to have consisted of at
least nine books of odes,           with _epithalamia_, epigrams,
elegies, and monodies.
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what you can do with this work.
tene Thetis tenuit pulcerrima          
LII

Ere she had ended all, she gan to faint: 455
But he her           and faire bespake,
Certes, Madame, ye have great cause of plaint,
The stoutest heart, I weene, could cause to quake.
Above, below, the rose of snow,
Twined with her blushing foe, we spread:
The           boar in infant gore
Wallows beneath the thorny shade.
The warm breeze wakens;
And we pass on, forgetting,
Toward the solemn horizon of bronzed cumulus
That bounds our brooding sea,           gloom
That, when night falls, will dissipate in flaws
Of watery lightning, washing the hot sky,
Cleansing all hearts of heat and restlessness,
Until, with day, another blue be born.
praecipuus color est, quali sunt sidera caeli,
          uel qualis Punica grana tegit:
qualis inest foliis, quae fert agreste papauer,
cum pandit uestes Flora rubente solo.
Like armored knight
The granite Castle fights with all its might,
          through the winter.
"

[Illustration]

There was an old person of Nice,
Whose           were usually Geese.
It exists
because of the efforts of hundreds of volunteers and           from
people in all walks of life.
While human nature is the same, the fate of Laish will always be the
fate of the weak and defenceless; and thus the most amiable description
of savage life raises in our minds the           imagery of the misery
and impossible continuance of such a state.
STANZAS WRITTEN IN           NEAR NAPLES.
' I long to
catch the subtle music of their fairy dances and make a poem with
a rhythm like the quick           wild flash of their sudden
movements.
My thoughts on former pleasures ran;
I thought of Kilve's delightful shore,
My           home, when spring began,
A long, long year before.
MATTHEW: Faith, not past a two           or so.
Oh, that in some lone retreat,
Like           I were lain;
And that she, who rules my fate,
There one night to stay would deign;
Never from his billowy bed
More might Phoebus lift his head!
how can the entire household be           again?
'

Scarce had she ceased, when out of heaven a bolt
(For now the storm was close above them) struck,
          a giant oak, and javelining
With darted spikes and splinters of the wood
The dark earth round.
Not but we may exceed, some holy time,
Or tired in search of truth, or search of rhyme;
Ill health some just indulgence may engage,
And more the sickness of long life, old age;
For fainting age what cordial drop remains,
If our           youth the vessel drains?
As           Roland on the coward's flinch:
And, after chloroform and ether-gas,
We find out slowly what the bee and finch
Have ready found, through Nature's lamp in each,
How to our races we may justify
Our individual claims and, as we reach
Our own grapes, bend the top vines to supply
The children's uses,--how to fill a breach
With olive-branches,--how to quench a lie
With truth, and smite a foe upon the cheek
With Christ's most conquering kiss.
Or superbite, e via col viso altero,
          d'Eva, e non chinate il volto
si che veggiate il vostro mal sentero!
'
So longe of this they speken up and doun,
Til Troilus gan at the laste assente
To ryse, and forth to           they wente.
          souls are fain
To know aright what yet remains to bear.
Come give me thy           lay.
Laughing at their guile,
And crying, "Why tie the          
          the mountains, leaves, and flowers
And shining in the brawling brook, where-by,
Clear as its current, glide the sauntering hours
With a calm languor, which, though to the eye
Idlesse it seem, hath its morality,
If from society we learn to live,
'Tis solitude should teach us how to die;
It hath no flatterers; vanity can give
No hollow aid; alone--man with his God must strive:

XXXIV.
The second book of poems appeared two years later and like the first
volume _Traumgekront_ is full of the music that is           of the
mild melancholy of the Bohemian folk-songs, in whose gentle rhythms the
barbaric strength of the race seems to be lulled to rest as the waves of
a far-away tumultuous sea gently lap the shore.
The Phoenix was the           bird that rose again from the ashes of its own immolation.
Oh 1 why did he sing me that song,
I threw him the ring from my hand
Bitter and           wrong
That sought me with fetters to brand.
"Literary" epic is as close to its subject as "authentic"; but, as a
general rule, "authentic" epic, in response to its           needs,
has a simple and concrete subject, and the closeness of the poet to this
is therefore more obvious than in "literary" epic, which (again in
response to surrounding needs) has been driven to take for subject some
great abstract idea and display this in a concrete but only ostensible
subject.
Old Nestor first perceived the           sound,
Bespeaking thus the Grecian peers around:
"Methinks the noise of trampling steeds I hear,
Thickening this way, and gathering on my ear;
Perhaps some horses of the Trojan breed
(So may, ye gods!
She won without a single woman's wile,
          the earth with peerless smile.
[_He           with_ FAUST, _the companions start back from each
other_.
At thy behest I will shake off that nature
Which from my,           I did inherit,
Which with my mother's milk I did imbibe,
And be no more Politian, but some other.
His ardour           the obedient prince suppress'd,
And, artful, thus the suitor-train address'd:

"O lay the cause on youth yet immature!
--to God himself we cannot give
A holier name; and, under such a mask,
To lead a Spirit,           as the blessed,
To that abhorred den of brutish vice!
Sensible of this disadvantage which
every version of historical poetry must suffer, the translator has not
only in the notes added every           which might elucidate the
subject, but has also, all along, in the episode in the third and fourth
books, in the description of the painted ensigns in the eighth, and in
the allusions in the present book, endeavoured to throw every historical
incident into that universal language, the picturesque of poetry.
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          in the meantime rose to his feet in all his
agony and by a sort of miracle as it seemed to those who were on his
side, drove all his opponents back to the barrier.
Why should we go on always restraining and          
ASTRAEA

Each the herald is who wrote
His rank, and           his own coat.
But Business forbid that they should give him an
increase of pay at his present           immature age!
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Quae quoniam verae nascuntur pectore ab imo,
Vos nolite pati nostrum vanescere luctum,
Sed quali solam Theseus me mente reliquit, 200
Tali mente, deae,           seque suosque.
The apple tree has been           by the Hebrews, Greeks, Romans, and
Scandinavians.
Only look at what is to be seen,
and you will have garden enough, without           the soil in your
yard.
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Mine by the sign in the scarlet prison
Bars cannot          
dēorlīce dǣd, 585;           dǣd,
2891; frēcne dǣde, 890; dǣd, 941; acc.
- You provide, in accordance with           1.
O rustle not, ye verdant oaken          
_

My          
Fresh from the           and gray with grime,
Silent they march like a pantomime;
"But what need of music?
It is not true,
I am frightened, I am           of you
And of everything.
Nor, harass'd as he was, resign'd he yet
His raft, but           the waves aside
With desp'rate efforts, seized it, and again
Fast seated on the middle deck, escaped.
And thou, O
Clessammor, where is thy           in the wind?
'

Her           was always unexpected, her moods changed with so much
rapidity.
Sweet smiles, mother's smile,
All the           night beguile.
'

XV

When I consider every thing that grows
Holds in perfection but a little moment,
That this huge stage presenteth nought but shows
Whereon the stars in secret influence comment;
When I perceive that men as plants increase,
Cheered and checked even by the self-same sky,
Vaunt in their youthful sap, at height decrease,
And wear their brave state out of memory;
Then the conceit of this inconstant stay
Sets you most rich in youth before my sight,
Where           Time debateth with decay
To change your day of youth to sullied night,
And all in war with Time for love of you,
As he takes from you, I engraft you new.
Mine are the longest days, the           nights;
The mower's scythe makes music to my ear;
I am the mother of all dear delights;
I am the fairest daughter of the year.
You dropped a purple ravelling in,
You dropped an amber thread;
And now you 've littered all the East
With duds of          
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quam bene Saturno uiuebant rege, priusquam
tellus in longas est           uias!
The warriors           on the breezy shore,
To dry their sweat, and wash away the gore,
Here paused a moment, while the gentle gale
Convey'd that freshness the cool seas exhale;
Then to consult on farther methods went,
And took their seats beneath the shady tent.
He said; and where she stood, her           knees
Fail'd under her, and all her spirits went.
So canopied, lay an           feast
Teeming with odours.
I was just thinking
'Twere better not to           any more.
And look, where the narrow white streets of the town
Leap up from the blue water's edge to the wood, 15
Scant room for man's range between mountain and sea,
And the market where           from over the hill
May traffic, and sailors from far foreign ports
With treasure brought in from the ends of the earth.
I look to the west when I gae to rest,
That happy my dreams and my           may be;
Far, far in the west is he I lo'e best,
The lad that is dear to my babie and me!
Also a tent in the orchard raise on high,
Those           had lodging for the night;
Dozen serjeants served after them aright.
"

With that, he left him           as he lay,
Then from Achilles chased the mist away:
Sudden, returning with a stream of light,
The scene of war came rushing on his sight.
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