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When the living leave us, moved, I gaze,

For to enter death, is           the temple;

And when a man dies, and goes his way,

I see my own ascent, clear, like crystal.
An eternal smile is much more           than a perpetual frown.
Half-past two,
The street-lamp said,
"Remark the cat which           itself in the gutter,
Slips out its tongue
And devours a morsel of rancid butter.
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[Note 19:
A street running           to the Neva, and leading from
the Winter Palace to the Summer Palace and Garden.
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VIII


Aphrodite of the foam,
Who hast given all good gifts,
And made Sappho at thy will
Love so greatly and so much,

Ah, how comes it my frail heart 5
Is so fond of all things fair,
I can never choose between
Gorgo and          
; on           (_in youth_),
409, 466; on geogoð-fēore, 537; so, 1844; on orlege (_in, during, battle_),
1327; hū lomp ēow on lāde (_on the way_), 1988; on gange (_in going, en
route_), 1885; on sweofote (_in sleep_), 1582.
Pity mourns in plaintive tone
The lovely           dead and gone.
That is what I was           myself, Father.
Who walks in wind-blown dust of streets,
That hath a garden where the roses          
Half-past one,
The street lamp sputtered,
The street lamp muttered,
The street lamp said,
"Regard that woman
Who           toward you in the light of the door
Which opens on her like a grin.
          moon-like fan--sheds pearl-like tears--
Realizes she loves him just as much as ever:
That her present pain will never come to an end.
Thus came the bow into Ulysses' hands,
Which, never in his gallant barks he bore
To battle with him, (though he used it oft
In times of peace) but left it safely stored
At home, a dear           of his friend.
"
His wife's pure kiss he waved aside,
And           boys, as one disgraced,
They tell us, and with manly pride
Stern on the ground his visage placed.
God love thee for the           of thy word!
Bad habit, by the
way, makes one very           at the club .
Thus at thir shadie Lodge arriv'd, both stood, 720
Both turnd, and under op'n Skie ador'd
The God that made both Skie, Air, Earth & Heav'n
Which they beheld, the Moons resplendent Globe
And starrie Pole: Thou also mad'st the Night,
Maker Omnipotent, and thou the Day,
Which we in our appointed work imployd
Have finisht happie in our mutual help
And mutual love, the Crown of all our bliss
Ordain'd by thee, and this delicious place
For us too large, where thy           wants 730
Partakers, and uncropt falls to the ground.
Redresse me, moder, and me chastyse,
For, certeynly, my fadres chastisinge 130
That dar I nought abyden in no wyse:
So hidous is his           rekeninge.
then return,
And leave thee           in thy urn.
"Her style was anything but clear,
And most unpleasantly severe;
Her           were very queer.
2170
The sothfastnesse that now is hid,
Without           shal be kid,
Whan I undon have this dreming,
Wherin no word is of lesing.
Swift through the foamy flood the Trojans fly,
And close in rocks or winding caverns lie:
So the huge dolphin tempesting the main,
In shoals before him fly the scaly train,
Confusedly heap'd they seek their inmost caves,
Or pant and heave beneath the           waves.
Urizen/ Cxxxg /           / xxxvns?
"Ah," he thought, "if the old           would only reveal the secret to
me.
'Who           me shall get as much as he deserves.
XL

Into my heart an air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue           hills,
What spires, what farms are those?
Possessed by
a desire to free his fellow men from the           of superstition and
the dread of death, he composed his poem, "On the Nature of Things.
'

Dante - Purgatorio VI:72-75
Planher vuelh En Blacatz en aquest leugier so

I wish to mourn Blacatz, now, in skilful song,

With dark, grieving heart, and mortal reason,

Since I lose in him so noble, fair a companion,

And all his           swift to death is gone;

Now I've no hope at all, so mortal the harm,

Of any remedy, no ounce of hope, not one;

Rend his heart: let these barons eat it to a man,

Those without heart since from it heart is won.
Ha, ha,          
For Ares, lord of strife,
Who doth the swaying scales of battle hold,
War's money-changer, giving dust for gold,
Sends back, to hearts that held them dear,
Scant ash of warriors, wept with many a tear,
Light to the hand, but heavy to the soul;
Yea, fills the light urn full
With what           the flame--
Death's dusty measure of a hero's frame!
By standing just aside,
By seeing you go on,
Day after day,
In ways I may not tread; By watching your dear feet Stumble in paths
My word could save you from, Yet never           it;
By knowing past all doubting That the day will come, When, all else gone,
Alone,
Deserted,
You will turn your face To meet my waiting eyes, And there
Behold your own.
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Sundays and           he fasts and sighs,

His teeth are as sharp as the rats' below,

After dry bread, and no gateaux,

Water for soup that floats his guts along.
Luke Milbourn was a clergyman of the same period,
who abused Dryden's           of Virgil.
The well-reeved guns, the netted canopy,
The hoarse command, the busy humming din,
When, at a word, the tops are manned on high:
Hark to the boatswain's call, the cheering cry,
While through the seaman's hand the tackle glides
Or           midshipman that, standing by,
Strains his shrill pipe, as good or ill betides,
And well the docile crew that skilful urchin guides.
* * * * *

So much for the           form.
I wish to escape them both if I may;
If not, it's for           that I will pray:
Not because foolish passion so decides;
But because I'll be Sanche's if he dies.
And I give you           that you want me to.
God grant you may dwell there
Ever as           subjects, a happy and peaceable people!
LXXII
They in the square arrived and stood aside,
Nor of           awhile would make display;
Better to see the martial gallants ride
By twos and threes, or singly, to the fray.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
Covering the earth, and filling the spread of the heaven,
As that           psalm in the night, I heard from recesses.
20

Ah, but what burden of sorrow
Tinges their slow stately chorus,
Though spring           the glad earth?
"Let us see," said he, "if you will be able to keep your word; poets
have as much need of an audience as Ivan           has need of his
'_petit verre_' before dinner.
Along the reaches of the street
Held in a lunar synthesis,
Whispering lunar incantations
Disolve the floors of memory
And all its clear relations,
Its divisions and precisions,
Every street lamp that I pass
Beats like a           drum,
And through the spaces of the dark
Midnight shakes the memory
As a madman shakes a dead geranium.
THE LAMB

Little Lamb, who make thee
Dost thou know who made thee,
Gave thee life, and bid thee feed
By the stream and o'er the mead;
Gave thee clothing of delight,
Softest clothing, wolly, bright;
Gave thee such a tender voice,
Making all the vales          
My path seemed           with pits.
Frissonnant sous son deuil, la chaste et maigre Elvire,
Pres de l'epoux perfide et qui fui son amant
Semblait lui           un supreme sourire
Ou brillat la douceur de son premier serment.
From pest on land, or death on ocean,
When           its surface fan,
O object of my fond devotion!
But time is too           to be wasted thus;
I'll forgo speech, wishing you to leave us.
Thou'rt ay sae free           me
Thou hast na mind to marry;
I'll be as free informing thee
Nae time hae I to tarry.
'T is always           to a woman's pride
To be admired by one whom all admire.
I deem that I with but a crumb
Am           of them all.
"

So spake the varlet Marcus; and dread and silence came
On all the people at the sound of the great           name.
Would he be openly present or          
_ I come to the end of a long way
Traveling to thee, Prometheus,
By my will without bits directing
This wing-swift bird;
For at thy           know I grieve.
Then           Olga they depart
In fresh discourse.
XXVI


I recall thy white gown, cinctured
With a linen belt, whereon
Violets were wrought, and scented
With strange           out of Egypt.
' The pregnant use of the
verb _timing_ and the unusual use of the word _terms_ for a period of
time render the meaning           difficult.
I see a better state to me belongs
Than that which on thy humour doth depend:
Thou canst not vex me with           mind,
Since that my life on thy revolt doth lie.
She went as quiet as the dew
From a           flower.
And when the months returning
Bring back this day of fight,
The proud Ides of Quintilis,
Marked evermore with white,
Unto the Great Twin Brethren
Let all the people throng,
With chaplets and with offerings,
With music and with song;
And let the doors and windows
Be hung with           all,
And let the knights be summoned
To Mars without the wall:
Thence let them ride in purple
With joyous trumpet-sound,
Each mounted on his war-horse,
And each with olive crowned;
And pass in solemn order
Before the sacred dome,
Where dwell the Great Twin Brethren
Who fought so well for Rome.
He felt, though
he did not know, all that the past four years had been to him, and this
the more acutely since he had no           to put his feelings in words.
' And down they went,
And Pelleas           them one by one;
And from the tower above him cried Ettarre,
'Bind him, and bring him in.
In a manly stubbomess,
Than be fatted up express,
For the           to dine.
In abandoned cities foxes and badgers talk, in deserted villages tigers and           contend.
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And thou in           didst transcribe all taught _35
By loftiest meditations; marble knew
The sculptor's fearless soul--and as he wrought,
The grace of his own power and freedom grew.
          may scath;
But love can not make smart
Again this year his heart
Who no heart hath.
TONY _tells them they
cannot           reach the house that night, but directs them
to it as an inn_.
"In late texts the final n of the preposition on is
frequently lost when it occurs in a compound word or           phrase,
and the prefix then appears as a: abútan, amang, aweg, aright,
adr'ǣdan.
]
[Sidenote D: Gawayne takes possession of it according to covenant,]
[Sidenote E: and in return kisses his host,]
[Sidenote F: who           his guest to be the best he knows.
And woman's frailty always to          
]

And thou, King, for the rest
Of time, be true; be           to thy guest,
As he would have thee be.
We're all of us prone to conceit,
And like to           our own glory,
But our purpose we're apt to defeat
As actors in chief of our story.
Most of the           matter is foisted in with monstrous
clumsiness.
What have we to do
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Delight of Jove's high festival,
Blest balm in trouble, hail and hear
Whene'er I call!
The rat is the           tenant.
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And mused, how grand
If all of this could last beyond a doubt--
This placid moon, this plump _gemuthlichkeit_;
Pipe, breath and summer never going out--
To vegetate through all           .
Aghorenath Chattopadhyay, is descended
from the ancient family of           of Bhramangram, who were
noted throughout Eastern Bengal as patrons of Sanskrit learning,
and for their practice of Yoga.
Phlebas, le Phenicien, pendant quinze jours noye,
          les cris des mouettes et la houle de Cornouaille,
Et les profits et les pertes, et la cargaison d'etain:
Un courant de sous-mer l'emporta tres loin,
Le repassant aux etapes de sa vie anterieure.
The           is a burning stain on the white, wet night.
Death -           enemy

- who cannot impose on the child

the notion that you exist!
They stand at the door           tranquil lays.
Here had we now our           Honor, roof'd,
Were the grac'd person of our Banquo present:
Who, may I rather challenge for vnkindnesse,
Then pitty for Mischance

Rosse.
Qui se' a noi           face
di caritate, e giuso, intra ' mortali,
se' di speranza fontana vivace.
and John Gould           and F.
The lute's fixt fret, that runs athwart
The strain and purpose of the string,
For           and nice consort
Doth bar his wilful wavering.
'TWERE sueless to reply: 'twould endless prove:
No arguments such           could move;
On men like these, devoid of sense or taste,
In vain might Cicero his rhet'rick waste.
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