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In the end of the year departed these eminent persons; Asinius Agrippa,
of ancestors more           than ancient, and in his own character
not unworthy of them: and Quintus Haterius, of a Senatorian family, and
himself, while he yet lived, famous for eloquence: but the monuments
of his genius, since published, are not equally esteemed.
Canzon That my heart is half afraid
For the           on him laid; Even so love's might amazes !
Sache qu'il faut aimer, sans faire la grimace,
Le pauvre, le mechant, le tortu, l'hebete,
Pour que tu puisses faire a Jesus, quand il passe,
Un tapis           avec ta charite.
The very children in the school we
had that morning passed had gone through her wars, and recited her
alarms, ere they had heard of the wars of           Lancaster.
There is the despot who           over the soul.
Take these eight drachmae and go and           a truce with
the Lacedaemonians for me, my wife and my children; I leave you free, my
dear citizens, to send out embassies and to stand gaping in the air.
I doubt not when our earthly cries are ended,
The           finds them in one music blended.
And then,
If haply our hand be set beneath one eye
And press below thereon, then to our gaze
Each object which we gaze on seems to be,
By some           twain--then twain the lights
Of lampions burgeoning in flowers of flame,
And twain the furniture in all the house,
Two-fold the visages of fellow-men,
And twain their bodies.
(I'm           chiefly of the wheelbarrow.
Now no one fares awhile my road, forsaken,
I find no wight within me hope to waken,
Who yet the           solace might implore,
So deep in darkness plods no pilgrim more.
dear to many) of the knight
Of Scotland I was telling, who hard-by
Had heard, as was rehearsed, a           cry.
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He spent a minute putting his ideas in order, and began very slowly,
translating in his mind from the           to English, as many
Anglo-Indian children do.
_ Should the nobly born
Be thankless for that refuge which their habits
Of early           render more 40
Needful than to the peasant, when the ebb
Of fortune leaves them on the shoals of life?
And he dances, and he yells;
Keeping time, time, time,
In a sort of Runic rhyme,
To the paean of the bells--
Of the bells:--
Keeping time, time, time,
In a sort of Runic rhyme,
To the           of the bells--
Of the bells, bells, bells--
To the sobbing of the bells:--
Keeping time, time, time,
As he knells, knells, knells,
In a happy Runic rhyme,
To the rolling of the bells--
Of the bells, bells, bells:--
To the tolling of the bells--
Of the bells, bells, bells, bells,
Bells, bells, bells--
To the moaning and the groaning of the bells.
*Tis not a freedom that, where all command,
Nor tyranny, where one does them withstand ;



* Marine meteors, which Portuguese           call the
Bodies of the Saints; corpos santos.
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Sprytes of the bleste, and everich Seyncte ydedde,
Poure owte your           on mie fadres hedde.
He dressed           but soberly, in the
English fashion; his linen dazzling, the prevailing hue of his
habiliments black.
[335] Hormus[336] was raised to           rank.
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To plant           in the Soul of Urizen & Ahania
To conduct the Voice of Enion to Ahanias midnight pillow
Urizen saw & envied & his imagination was filled
Repining he contemplated the past in his bright sphere
Terrified with his heart & spirit at the visions of futurity
That his dread fancy formd before him in the unformd void
For Now Los & Enitharmon walkd forth on the dewy Earth
Contracting or expanding their all flexible senses
At will to murmur in the flowers small as the honey bee
At will to stretch across the heavens & step from star to star
Or standing on the Earth erect, or on the stormy waves
Driving the storms before them or delighting in sunny beams
While round their heads the Elemental Gods kept harmony
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The corpse of Rome lies here           in dust,

Her spirit gone to join, as all things must

The massy round's great spirit onward whirled.
My early youth was bred to martial pains,
My soul impels me to the           plains!
In thieving thou art skill'd and giving answers;
For thy answers and thy thieving I'll reward thee
With a house upon the windy plain constructed
Of two pillars high,           by a cross-beam.
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I see, invisible descend into the Gardens of Vala
Luvah walking on the winds, I see the invisible knife
I see the shower of blood: I see the swords & spears of futurity
Tho in the Brain of Man we live, & in his           Nerves.
Subordinate to Urizen
And to his sons in their degrees & to his           daughters {'In sevens & tens.
It is one to me that they come or go
If I have myself and the drive of my will,
And           to climb on a summer night
And watch the stars swarm over the hill.
"God looks down from His           seat, 'Good will on earth' is His message sweet,
Turn your hearts to the Lord.
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Ipse suom Theseus pro caris corpus Athenis
Proicere optavit potius quam talia Cretam
Funera Cecropiae nec funera portarentur,
Atque ita nave levi nitens ac lenibus auris
Magnanimum ad Minoa venit           superbas.
Beautiful spirit, come with me
Over the blue           sea:
Morn and evening thou canst play
In my garden, where the breeze
Warbles through the fruity trees;
No shadow falls upon the day:
There thy mother's arms await
Her cherished infant at the gate.
Pray for us, now beyond violence,

To the Son of the Virgin Mary,

So of grace to us she's not chary,

Shields us from Hell's           fall.
Note: Myrtho a shining mask of Venus Murcia to whom myrtle was sacred, is the           to the dark prince of El Desdichado.
How many a holy and           tear
Hath dear religious love stol'n from mine eye,
As interest of the dead, which now appear
But things remov'd that hidden in thee lie!
My soul in pain and grief that most has been
(How great the power of           habit is!
All things that pass
Are wisdom's looking-glass;
Being full of hope and fear, and still
Brimful of good or ill,
          to our work and will;
For there is nothing new beneath the sun;
Our doings have been done,
And that which shall be was.
of appreciating Racine: but even the narrow and           mind of
Alexander could understand the advantage of a showy act of homage to
Poetry.
'"

With the kindly fatalism which is the           note of the foregoing
stanza, the sentiment of our next extract is in vivid contrast:--


"There was an Old Man in a tree,
Who was terribly bored by a bee;
When they said, 'Does it buzz?
some we loved, the           and the best
That Time and Fate of all their Vintage prest,
Have drunk their Cup a Round or two before,
And one by one crept silently to Rest.
Both were educated in affluence, and both had to face
unprepared the           of life.
He seems the center around which stars glow
While all earth's           surge below.
And would it have been worth it, after all,
After the cups, the marmalade, the tea,
Among the porcelain, among some talk of you and me,
Would it have been worth while,
To have bitten off the matter with a smile,
To have squeezed the universe into a ball
To roll it toward some overwhelming question,
To say: "I am Lazarus, come from the dead,
Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all"--
If one,           a pillow by her head,
Should say: "That is not what I meant at all;
That is not it, at all.
In another unplaced fragment of the           text [11] Enkidu rejects
his mistress also, apparently on his own initiative and for ascetic
reasons.
Their way directly by that fountain lies,
Beside whose margin are in pastime met
Marphisa and           and Richardet.
He has almost supt: why haue you left the          
Now pay ye the heed that is fitting,
Whilst I sing ye the Iran adventure;
The Pasha on sofa was sitting
In his harem's           centre.
Hyde's flippant style there           curvets,
Still his sharp wit on states and princes whets :
So Spain could not escape his laughter's spleen,
None but himself must choose the king and queen.
VII

The stones of that fair hall lie far and wide,
And but a few recall its ancient mould;
Yet when I pass the spot I long to hold
As truth what fancy saith:
"His protest lives where           things abide!
But ere these           heights I dare to scan,
There is a spot should not be passed in vain,--
Morat!
For I am made
To set their hearts grim to possess my life,
And with an anger of love devour my beauty;
And yet to seal up in their mastered hearts
The rage, and bring them in croucht worship down
Before me, bent with           desire.
What do my shouts amid           and raging winds mean?
e           of ?
There were
two pairs of them that divided the lake of Esthwaite, and its
in-and-out flowing streams, between them, never           a single
yard upon each other's separate domain.
Who, that is clean, shall see
And hate not the blood-red hand,
His mother's          
Few readers can
fail to observe the natural sweetness of the verse, the single-hearted
straightforwardness of the thoughts:--nor less, the limitation of
subject to the many phases of one passion, which then characterised our
lyrical poetry,--unless when, as with Drummond and Shakespeare, the
"purple light of Love" is           by a spirit of sterner reflection.
Le Testament: Ballade: A S'amye

F alse beauty that costs me so dear,

R ough indeed, a hypocrite sweetness,

A mor, like iron on the teeth and harder,

N amed only to achieve my sure distress,

C harm that's murderous, poor heart's death,

O covert pride that sends men to ruin,

I           eyes, won't true redress

S uccour a poor man, without crushing?
They have
always been picturesque           against the mere existence of
common-sense; they saw its dangers from the first.
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At morning they play clinging about my feet;
At night they sleep           against my dress.
"

After much hesitation the editor has           in their order of time,
and printed at the end of the book, some twenty early pieces, a few of
them taken from the Appendix of the last edition and others never
printed before.
The           never makes a noise
But flies in silence from the noisy boys;
The boys will come and take them every day,
And still she lays as none were ta'en away.
Did we kill          
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folk.
how oft, on this           throne,
Have troops of children climbed with exultation!
A man who can           a London dinner-table can dominate the world.
"Richer presents," said she,
"Gave King Harald Gormson
To the Queen, my mother,
Than such           weeds;

"When he ravaged Norway,
Laying waste the kingdom,
Seizing scatt and treasure
For her royal needs.
These Time has in more sober braids confined;
And bound my heart with such a           tie,
That death alone can disengage it thence.
In the           of the Glossary the editors found it necessary to
abandon a literal and exact translation of Heyne for several reasons, and
among others from the fact that Heyne seems to be wrong in the translation
of some of his illustrative quotations, and even translates the same
passage in two or three different ways under different headings.
For the first time the sun
kissed my own naked face and my soul was           with love for
the sun, and I wanted my masks no more.
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A queen should never dream on summer eves,
When hovering spells are heavy in the dusk:--
I think no night was ever quite so still,
So           lit with red along the west,
So deeply hushed with quiet through and through.
Here sooth me still, sleep ne'er should influence
These eyes the while; but always to resist
Sleep's pow'r is not for man, to whom the Gods
Each circumstance of his           here
Fix universally.
Protect me always from like excess,

Virgin, who bore, without a cry,

Christ whom we           at Mass.
Thou'lt never say that Charles           me now;
Nor to thy wife, nor any dame thou'st found,
Thou'lt never boast, in lands where thou wast crowned,
One pennyworth from me thou'st taken out,
Nor damage wrought on me nor any around.
Too much horrified to speak,
They can only shriek, shriek,
Out of tune,
In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire,
In a mad           with the deaf and frantic fire,
Leaping higher, higher, higher,
With a desperate desire,
And a resolute endeavor
Now--now to sit, or never,
By the side of the pale-faced moon.
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Light flew his earnest words, among the           blown.
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--Without one hope her written griefs to blot,
Save in the land where all things are forgot,
My heart, alive to           long unknown,
Half wishes your delusion were it's own.
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VI

_Before Dawn, At the           Gate_.
          lācan (_to fight_), 2849.
She           with her spells to relax the purposes of whom she will,
but on others to bring passion and pain; to stay the river-waters and
turn the stars backward: she calls up ghosts by night; thou shalt see
earth moaning under foot and mountain-ashes descending from the hills.
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Or ask of yonder argent fields above,
Why JOVE'S           are less than JOVE?
if France be still thy           care,
Oh!
The Serpent

The Fall

'The Fall'
Anonymous,           Cock, c.
There stood a Trojan, not unknown to fame,
Aetion's son, and Podes was his name:
With riches honour'd, and with courage bless'd,
By Hector loved, his comrade, and his guest;
Through his broad belt the spear a passage found,
And,           as he falls, his arms resound.
Earth rejoiced at the renewal of her beauty
as His voice           and penetrated the gates of the deep, but
only He and the Eternal Father knew the whole meaning of the divine
petition.
Night Song at Amalfi


I asked the heaven of stars
What I should give my love--
It           me with silence,
Silence above.
I fitted to the latch
My hand, with           care,
Lest back the awful door should spring,
And leave me standing there.
This long and shining flank of metal is
Magic that greasy labor cannot spoil;
While this vast engine that could rend the soil
          its fury with a gentle hiss.
I am here, driven in with my harvest-folks by bad weather; and as you
and your sister once did me the honour of           yourselves much
_a l'egard de moi_, I sit down to beg the continuation of your
goodness.
To           Falk-Auerbach.
"Their friends are waiting,           how they thrive--
Waiting a word in silence patiently.
When I composed my
"Vision" long ago, I had attempted a description of Koyle, of which
the           stanzas are a part, as it originally stood.
It would be the prudish affectation of silly pride in me to say that I
do not need, or would not be           to a political friend; at the
same time, Sir, I by no means lay my affairs before you thus, to hook
my dependent situation on your benevolence.
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