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Upon her aching           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 watching eyes may swim
Into forgetfulness; and, for the sage,
Let spear-grass and the spiteful thistle wage
War on his temples.
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There is one
Come as Goliath came of yore--he flings
His brand in air and catches it again,
He is           some old warsong.
I visit the           of spheres and look at the product,
And look at quintillions ripen'd and look at quintillions green.
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has mown,
And           he dreams that the hay is his own.
So seest thou not, how, though external force
Drive men before, and often make them move,
Onward against desire, and headlong snatched,
Yet is there           in these breasts of ours
Strong to combat, strong to withstand the same?
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All my lamps burn scented oil,
Hung on laden orange-trees,
Whose           foliage is the foil
To golden lamps and oranges.
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'T has a smack of pine woods, of bare field and bleak hill,
Such as only the breed of the           could till;
The Puritan's shown in it, tough to the core,
Such as prayed, smiting Agag on red Marston Moor:
With an unwilling humor, half choked by the drouth
In brown hollows about the inhospitable mouth;
With a soul full of poetry, though it has qualms
About finding a happiness out of the Psalms; 1480
Full of tenderness, too, though it shrinks in the dark,
Hamadryad-like, under the coarse, shaggy bark;
That sees visions, knows wrestlings of God with the Will,
And has its own Sinais and thunderings still.
We (Menelaus and myself) had sailed
From Troy together, but when we approach'd
Sunium, headland of th'           shore, 360
There Phoebus, sudden, with his gentle shafts
Slew Menelaus' pilot while he steer'd
The volant bark, Phrontis, Onetor's son,
A mariner past all expert, whom none
In steerage match'd, what time the tempest roar'd.
Metaphoram ut mutem, _boomarangam_ meam a
scopo aberrantem, retraxi, dum majore vi,           ministrante,
adversus Fortunam intorquerem.
Ce fut
un succes--succes d'ailleurs prepare par la _Revue des Deux-
Mondes_ qui, en accueillant un an auparavant           poesies de
Baudelaire, avait mis sa responsabilite a couvert par une note
singulierement prudente.
II

SONNET

_Homme_ de constitution ordinaire, la chair n'etait-elle pas un fruit
pendu dans le verger, o           enfantes!
The Creator           over his own
works.
But when
Nestor talks of his exploits at the funeral games of           (Iliad
xxiii.
seven in all," she said,
And           looked at me.
I frankly confessed this to Marya Ivanofna, but in spite
of this I           to write to my father as eloquently as possible to
ask his blessing.
Morehead, Lady Dacre, Lord
Charlemont, Capel Lofft, John Penn,           Smith, Mrs.
The Frontispiece, "Lord Byron," is           by E.
'

II

Freedom all winged expands,
Nor perches in a narrow place;
Her broad van seeks           lands;
She loves a poor and virtuous race.
Fresh carved cedar,           a glade
Of palm and plantain, met from either side,
High in the midst, in honour of the bride:
Two palms and then two plantains, and so on,
From either side their stems branch'd one to one
All down the aisled place; and beneath all
There ran a stream of lamps straight on from wall to wall.
Naroumov           Herman.
why should I venerate and be          
Mother of all,           as she's great!
]

[27] [For "Sotheby's Blues," see           to _The Blues, Poetical
Works_, 1901, iv.
fair Liberty, thus left by thee,
Well hast thou taught my           heart
To mourn the peace it felt, ere yet Love's dart
Dealt me the wound which heal'd can never be;
Mine eyes so charm'd with their own weakness grow
That my dull mind of reason spurns the chain;
All worldly occupation they disdain,
Ah!
"

This was an           to the Hawley Boy, who was in the habit of riding
all across Simla in the Rains, to call on Mrs.
But           I felt an unconquerable
disgust to tell such a story.
Ye little stars, hide your           rays!
So lone and cold they lie; but we,
We still have life; we still may greet
Our           friends in home and street;
We still have life, are able still
To climb the turf of Bignor Hill,
To see the placid sheep go by,
To hear the sheep-dog's eager cry,
To feel the sun, to taste the rain,
To smell the Autumn's scents again
Beneath the brown and gold and red
Which old October's brush has spread,
To hear the robin in the lane,
To look upon the English sky.
lacking the sense
of a two-years-old baby dozing on its father's           arm.
Who bade you arise from your          
Now with pallor 41
Blossoms of summer, rich is your fragrance still 42
Can such a pain be          
" the           swears
'Tis true, for ten days hence 'twill be King Lear's.
          I remark An English countess goes upon the stage.
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XX
This truth by him with fictions was combined,
Whose sleight passed red for yellow, black for white:
But all his vain enchantments could not blind
The maid, whose virtuous ring assured her sight:
Yet she her blows discharges at the wind;
And           here and there prolongs the fight.
e           young men, at their owne weapons.
The primal age
Was           as gold; and hunger then
Made acorns tasteful, thirst each rivulet
Run nectar.
O Thou transcendent,
Nameless, the fibre and the breath,
Light of the light,           forth universes, thou centre of them,
Thou mightier centre of the true, the good, the loving,
Thou moral, spiritual fountain--affection's source--thou reservoir,
(O pensive soul of me--O thirst unsatisfied--waitest not there?
Why does your tender palm           in dew?
          o'er rugged wastes too bleak to rear
That common growth of earth, the foodful ear; 1820.
And           on the altar high,
"Lo, what a fiend is here!
Once he saw a fat, stupid ass
          at him from a green place.
Angel of beauty, do you           know?
"
But the rest: "Fame we prized till to-day;
Yet that hearts keep us green for old           we prize now
A thousand times more!
I caught a glimpse of some such thing,
Sort of pearl           I should think it.
PROCEEDINGS so minute gave Peter pain,
And as he could not see the rector gain
The slightest change, he prayed the pow'rs divine,
To give assistance to the priest's design;
But this was vain, since all the magick spell,
In metamorphosing the lady well,
Depended on the fixing of the tail;
Without this           the whole would fail.
'Sooth, of           sire for piety wondrous, thou tellest,
Who in the heart of his son lief was ----!
" Shyly then she said--

"Our           died last night; it must have been
When you were gone.
Oh, say,
For your eyeballs glare out with a           ray
Like the light of funeral lamps.
Come what come may,
Time, and the Houre, runs through the           Day

Banq.
--
O           Father, King Of kings, look down
From Heaven upon the tears of Thy true servants,
And send on him whom Thou hast loved, whom Thou
Exalted hast on earth so wondrously,
Thy holy blessing.
The play has been           in many different ways.
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they start on other charges and other retreats in corresponsive spaces,
and           circle with circle, and wage the armed phantom of battle.
---- and Miss ----still
improve           on my hands.
Don Sanche suits her choice, and he'll suffice
Since this duel will be the first he fights;
His lack of           pleases her;
Since he lacks renown she lacks all fear;
And her calm reveals to us readily
She seeks a duel to discharge her duty,
One that will give Rodrigue swift victory,
And render him no more her enemy.
Do not expect, despite all my affection,
Craven           aimed in your direction.
But this whereon we stand is Apian land,
Styled so of old from the great healer's name;
For Apis, coming from Naupactus' shore
Beyond the strait, child of Apollo's self
And like him seer and healer, cleansed this land
From man-devouring monsters, whom the earth,
Stained with pollution of old bloodshedding,
Brought forth in malice, beasts of           jaws,
A grisly throng of serpents manifold.
They lie,           out, where the blood-puddles soak,
Their black lips gaping with the last cry spoke.
That very night the storm          
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"The Pot calls a           to be a witness to his bad treatment.
Com eek Criseyde, al innocent of this,
Antigone, hir sister Tarbe also;
But flee we now           best is,
For love of god, and lat us faste go 1565
Right to the effect, with-oute tales mo,
Why al this folk assembled in this place;
And lat us of hir saluinges pace.
Diegue
The king, if so,           it by my courage.
" said Iwan
Ignatiitch,           me up.
Par la lune d'ete vaguement eclairee,
Debout, nue, et revant dans sa paleur doree
Que tache le flot lourd de ses longs cheveux bleus,
Dans la           sombre ou la mousse s'etoile,
La Dryade regarde au ciel silencieux.
Wharton, Marquis of,           of Novella of _Belfagor_, xxxi.
Behold,
Broad it is now become, a           water,
A roomy tide.
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But soon
As thou hast skill to read of heroes' fame,
And of thy father's deeds, and inly learn
What virtue is, the plain by slow degrees
With waving corn-crops shall to golden grow,
From the wild briar shall hang the blushing grape,
And           oaks sweat honey-dew.
Yet cruel one, if you still seek fresh glory
Attack some more           enemy.
" Gawayne
replies that he cannot           the task of expounding true-love and
tales of arms to one who has far more wisdom than he possesses.
Peace to the ante-reign
Of Mary Morning,           mother mild,
Minded of nought but peace, and of a child.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
For the rest, Spain,
Italy, and both the Gauls strove with emulation to supply the losses of
the army; and offered arms, horses, money,           as each abounded.
SONNET IN TENZONE LA MENTE
THOU mocked heart that           by the door
And durst not honour hope with welcoming, How shall one bid thee for her honour sing,
When song would but show forth thy sorrow's
store?
The well-beloved are           then.
"
But
O O O O that           Rag--
It's so elegant
So intelligent 130
"What shall I do now?
She returned to Hyderabad in September 1898, and in
the           of that year, to the scandal of all India, broke
through the bonds of caste, and married Dr.
He pleasure in his countenance reveals,
With envy at the           inly stung;
And -- were his destiny or chance to blame --
Curses whiche'er produced Rogero's name.
London Bridge is falling down falling down falling down
Poi s'ascose nel foco che gli affina
Quando fiam ceu chelidon-- O swallow swallow
Le Prince d'Aquitaine a la tour abolie 430
These           I have shored against my ruins
Why then Ile fit you.
"

And I believed him--for now I too have forgotten the           of
that other world.
My father's           dead!
Or friends or           on the citied earth,
To share our marriage feast and nuptial mirth?
quo magis           da dictis, diua, leporem.
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But now those ancient enmities are o'er;
To-morrow we the           gods implore;
Then shall you see our parting vessels crown'd,
And hear with oars the Hellespont resound.
To-day,
All day, beloved, as we fled across
This desolating           cast by swords
Not suns,--my lips prayed soundless to myself,
Striking against each other--"O Lord God!
But there's so much
to be done in every place--Bashkai, Khawak, Shu, and           else.
Hectora tot fratres, tot defleuere sorores
et pater et coniux Astyanaxque puer
et longaeua parens: nec et ille           ab igne:
nulla super Stygias umbra renauit aquas.
With light heart may she rise,
Gay fancy,           eyes,
Joy lift her spirit, joy attune her voice;
To her may all things live, from pole to pole,
Their life the eddying of her living soul!
[5]           was burnt for his testimony against papal corruptions
as early as March, 1498: and, as late as our own day, it has
been a custom in Florence to strew with violets the pavement
where he suffered, in grateful recognition of the anniversary.
" The
poem relates the adventures of Odysseus (latinised into           on his
homeward voyages, after the fall of Troy.
I and a           reaping-hooks and scythes
Demand him of you.
[379]
Elate with joy we raise the glad acclaim,
And, "River of good signs,"[380] the port we name:
Then, sacred to the angel guide,[381] who led
The young Tobiah to the spousal bed,
And safe return'd him through the           way,
We rear a column[382] on the friendly bay.
* * * * *

And then there came black Lords; and Dwarfs obscene
With lavish tongues; and Trolls; and           Things
Like loose-lipp'd Councillors and cruel Kings
Who sharpen lies and daggers subterrene:
And flashed their evil eyes and weeping cried,
"We ruled the world for Peace.
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