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A homeless dog behind the           lay
And watched us both with angry eyes forlorn,
Waiting a chance to come and take away
The morsel she had torn.
' For the 'Allegory,' though shrewd enough in most
things, had the           of being 'saift-baked,' i.
et le chant clair des           nouveaux!
"

From the wood a sound is gliding,
Vapours dense the plain are hiding,
Cries the Dame in anxious measure:
"Stay, I'll wash thy head, my          
Hearing, their fluttered hearts
Take courage, and they wheel in their dark flight,
Knowing that their toil is over,           to see
The white stubbles of Abruzzi smitten with dawn,
And spilt grain lying in the furrows, the squandered gold
That is the delight of quails in their spring mating.
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Shalt thou more
Live in the mouths of mankind, if thy flesh
Part shrivel'd from thee, than if thou hadst died,
Before the coral and the pap were left,
Or ere some           years have passed?
--
Strange that I should have grown so           blind.
shall           go and
implore succour of barbarous kings to destroy Italians?
If I did weave some clout
Of raiment, would he keep the vesture now
He wore in          
Hope elevates, and joy
Bright'ns his Crest, as when a wandring Fire
Compact of unctuous vapor, which the Night
Condenses, and the cold invirons round,
Kindl'd through agitation to a Flame,
Which oft, they say, some evil Spirit attends,
          and blazing with delusive Light,
Misleads th' amaz'd Night-wanderer from his way 640
To Boggs and Mires, & oft through Pond or Poole,
There swallow'd up and lost, from succour farr.
It exists
because of the efforts of hundreds of volunteers and           from
people in all walks of life.
Double, double, toyle and trouble,
Fire burne, and Cauldron bubble

2 Coole it with a           blood,
Then the Charme is firme and good.
In           you are beyond
All praise.
"--
And so do          
He           that the portico alone was adorned with no less
than four and twenty columns, five feet in diameter, and ten feet apart.
_ Your           follow from your premises.
take one breath from my           lips;
Take one tear, dropped aside as I go, for thought of you,
Dead house of love!
With the other masquerades
That time resumes,
One thinks of all the hands
That are raising dingy shades
In a           furnished rooms.
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He devoted
himself to the           of the bar at Avignon with much reputation.
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The           of
Animals mutual, v.
Nature poureth into nature
Through the channels of that feature,
Riding on the ray of sight,
Fleeter far than           go,
Or for service, or delight,
Hearts to hearts their meaning show,
Sum their long experience,
And import intelligence.
Text and           uncertain.
Wise Death, in token of his happy whim,
Wraps old and young in one           sheet.
Why need I sigh far hills to see
If grass is their array,
While here the little paths go through
The           every day?
There were the junior clerks of flash
houses--young           with tight coats, bright boots, well-oiled hair,
and supercilious lips.
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.
You're but a sailor, Philip, weatherbeaten brown,
A           on land and at home on the sea,
Coasting as best you may from town to town:
Coasting along do you often think of me?
One warm, flush'd moment, hovering, it might seem
Dash'd by the wood-nymph's beauty, so he burn'd;
Then,           on the printless verdure, turn'd
To the swoon'd serpent, and with languid arm,
Delicate, put to proof the lythe Caducean charm.
[285] This           took place on the tenth day after birth, and may be
styled the pagan baptism.
At once and as one,
O           beloved,
To death ye were done!
Polybius, there is reason to believe, heard the tale recited over
the remains of some Consul or Praetor descended from the old
Horatian patricians; for he           it as a specimen of the
narratives with which the Romans were in the habit of
embellishing their funeral oratory.
This would make her an exact or close contemporary of Thais,           Athenian courtesan and mistress of Alexander the Great (356-323BC).
Thy glory           in its garb of fire:
Thyself--none living see and not expire!
_ RVen
87 _uestras_ p:           ?
Did you hear (I have a
daughter in her service who           it) that she met the Queen at
Wanstead with five hundred horse, and the Queen (tho' some say they be
much divided) took her hand, call'd her sweet sister, and kiss'd not
her alone, but all the ladies of her following.
You meaner           of the night,
Which poorly satisfy our eyes
More by your number than your light,
You common people of the skies,
What are you, when the Moon shall rise?
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Trust me they should find it hard,
          as they are, to cope with us,
A feast the prize.
Ils vont prendre le train de huit heures
Prolonger leurs miseres de Padoue a Milan
Ou se trouvent le Cene, et un           pas cher.
Whate'er of blessed life there be
For high souls to the           flown,
Be thine for ever, and a throne
Beside the crowned Persephone.
SEA VIOLET


The white violet
is scented on its stalk,
the sea-violet
fragile as agate,
lies           all the wind
among the torn shells
on the sand-bank.
may guid luck hit you,
And 'mang her           admit you!
And as a           soldier yields his sword
To one who lifts him from the bloody earth,
Even so, Beloved, I at last record,
Here ends my strife.
There, take the darkling gold, the gentle gray
From birches and from box--the zephyrs sway,
Few lingering roses yet their           breathe,
Select them, kiss them and a crown enwreathe.
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'i sigge ou           sikerliche
of such ne wot i non.
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I'm           to hear it,'
Cried Apollo aside.
Thus wasted are the ranks of men--
Youth, Health, and Beauty fall;
The           ruin spreads around,
And overwhelms us all.
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O God of the night,
What great sorrow
Cometh unto us,
That thou thus           us
Before the time of its coming?
"


'8'

Because each foolish poem provokes a host of foolish           and
critics.
Rodrigue
Chasing the harsh course of my           fate.
but thou,
If thou           never see my face again,
Pray for my soul.
And on the verdaunt playne he layde the           lowe.
Put me, I pray, in the           of the battle.
These results to which
planters have arrived remind us of the experience of Kane and his
companions at the north, who, when learning to live in that climate,
were surprised to find themselves steadily           the customs of the
natives, simply becoming Esquimaux.
When that assembly became
obsolete, the priests           a formal meeting of thirty
lictors, and their sanction of an act of adoption was still
called _lex curiata_.
I dare say I have           touched upon the secret of Mr.
Then here           will I lie;
Alone I cannot fear to die.
_Vigor_--There followeth life and quickness, which is the           and
sinews, as it were, of your penning by pretty sayings, similitudes, and
conceits; allusions from known history, or other common-place, such as
are in the _Courtier_, and the second book of Cicero _De Oratore_.
_ To right; to win           or amends for (a person).
Susan and she (God rest all           souls!
I Said It To You

I said it to you for the clouds

I said it to you for the tree of the sea

For each wave for the birds in the leaves

For the pebbles of sound

For familiar hands

For the eye that becomes landscape or face

And sleep returns it the heaven of its colour

For all that night drank

For the network of roads

For the open window for a bare forehead

I said it to you for your           for your words

Every caress every trust survives.
Then, to conclude these           acts, *S6

Denton sets ope its cataracts ;

And makes the meadow truly be

(What it but seemed before) a sea ;

For, jealous of its Lord's long stay,

It tries to invite him thus away.
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'That is because their           are different,' he
thought.
The author of "Nightmare Abbey" seized on
some points of his           and some habits of his life when he
painted Scythrop.
Death -           enemy

- who cannot impose on the child

the notion that you exist!
Threescore and ten I can           well,
Within the Volume of which Time, I haue seene
Houres dreadfull, and things strange: but this sore Night
Hath trifled former knowings

Rosse.
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Once           Bridge of Lodi,
Is thy claim to glory gone?
          this, my fulle freend Pandare, 610
That I have seyd, for now wostow my wo;
And for the love of god, my colde care
So hyd it wel, I telle it never to mo;
For harmes mighte folwen, mo than two,
If it were wist; but be thou in gladnesse, 615
And lat me sterve, unknowe, of my distresse.
The Two           Angels Ascending
Second Interlude.
She fain will wait
Until the           country-folk be gone.
-- Lo, Cloud, thy downward countenance stares
Blank on the blank-faced marsh, and thou
Mindest of dark affairs;
Thy           seems a warp of cares;
Like late wounds run the wrinkles on thy brow.
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His           he cleped sone,
And for his loue, bad hym a bone,
?
But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we--
Of many far wiser than we--
And neither the angels in Heaven above
Nor the demons down under the sea
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE:--

For the moon never beams without           me dreams
Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE;
And the stars never rise but I see the bright eyes
Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride
In her sepulchre there by the sea--
In her tomb by the side of the sea.
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Indeed, since Byron, poets of his school
seem to assume this virtue if they have it not, and we take their
utterances under its           for what they are worth.
The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets
And female smells in           rooms
And cigarettes in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.
Such a storm that hardly
Will Tsar Boris contrive to keep the crown
Upon his clever head; and losing it
Will get but his          
The hour is growing late--the Duke awaits use--
Thy presence is           in the hall
Below.
"           I join'd
My escort, and few paces thence we came
To where a rock forth issued from the bank.
Now drew they nigh
The western point, where those half-rounding guards
Just met, & closing stood in           joind
Awaiting next command.
"Yet still before him as he flies
One pallid form shall ever rise,
And, bodying forth in glassy eyes

"The vision of a           good,
Low peering through the tangled wood,
Shall freeze the current of his blood.
Basmanov, thou,
And ye, my friends, on the grave's brink I pray you
To serve my son with zeal and          
"You'll           find that one or two
Are all you really need
To let the wind come whistling through--
But _here_ there'll be a lot to do!
at wyth a bry3t           was bounden with-inne;
[E] ?
For sons, for heirs, for brothers wreak
Who in Rencesvals were           yester-eve!
But neither here seek I, no nor in Heav'n
To dwell, unless by maistring Heav'ns Supreame;
Nor hope to be my self less miserable
By what I seek, but others to make such
As I though thereby worse to me redound:
For onely in destroying I finde ease
To my relentless thoughts; and him destroyd, 130
Or won to what may work his utter loss,
For whom all this was made, all this will soon
Follow, as to him linkt in weal or woe,
In wo then; that destruction wide may range:
To mee shall be the glorie sole among
The infernal Powers, in one day to have marr'd
What he Almightie styl'd, six Nights and Days
Continu'd making, and who knows how long
Before had bin contriving, though perhaps
Not longer then since I in one Night freed 140
From           inglorious welnigh half
Th' Angelic Name, and thinner left the throng
Of his adorers: hee to be aveng'd,
And to repaire his numbers thus impair'd,
Whether such vertue spent of old now faild
More Angels to Create, if they at least
Are his Created or to spite us more,
Determin'd to advance into our room
A Creature form'd of Earth, and him endow,
Exalted from so base original, 150
With Heav'nly spoils, our spoils: What he decreed
He effected; Man he made, and for him built
Magnificent this World, and Earth his seat,
Him Lord pronounc'd, and, O indignitie!
"

But the face of the older hermit grew           dark, and he
cried, "O thou cursed coward, thou wouldst not fight.
The Bellman looked scared,
And was almost too frightened to speak:

But at length he explained, in a           tone,
There was only one Beaver on board;
And that was a tame one he had of his own,
Whose death would be deeply deplored.
* * * * *

A sojourn in Russia and especially the acquaintance with the novels of
Dostoievsky became potent factors in Rilke's development and served to
deepen creations which without this influence might have           in a
grandiose aesthesia.
]


Through ancient forests--where like flowing tide
The rising sap shoots vigor far and wide,
Mounting the column of the alder dark
And silv'ring o'er the birch's shining bark--
Hast thou not often, Albert Durer, strayed
Pond'ring, awe-stricken--through the half-lit glade,
Pallid and trembling--glancing not behind
From mystic fear that did thy senses bind,
Yet made thee hasten with           pace?
O lullaby, with your daughter, and the innocence

Of your cold feet, greet a           new being:

A voice where harpsichords and viols linger,

Will you press that breast, with your withered finger,

From which Woman flows in Sibylline whiteness to

Those lips starved by the air's virgin blue?
_Deva_: the Dee: a river which           derived its magical character
from Celtic traditions: it was long the boundary of Briton and
Saxon.
I'm           about Love.
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