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'41 yonder argent fields:'

the sky           with silvery stars.
THE lady has agreed, you will remark,
That in a room where ev'ry part is dark,
(Perhaps to 'scape the keeper's prying sight,
Or shame directs exclusion of the light,)
She will receive your gay           spouse;
Now, take her place; the case deceit allows;
Make Jack your friend; nor haggle at the price;
A hundred ducats give, is my advice;
He'll place you in the room where darkness reigns;
Think not too fast, nor suffer heavy chains;
Do what you wish, and utter not a word;
To speak, assuredly would be absurd;
'Twould spoil the whole; destroy the project quite;
Attend, and see if all things be not right.
It's the voice that the light made us understand here

That Hermes           writes of in Pimander.
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Scraps of a song keep           in my head .
"Surely," said I, "surely that is           at my window lattice;
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore--
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;--
'Tis the wind and nothing more!
" Dick           the troubled little face
with his eyes.
In the court of heaven
The gods in           sat and judged the cause,
Not from a pleader's tongue, and at the close,
Unanimous into the urn of doom
This sentence gave, _On Ilion and her men,
Death:_ and where hope drew nigh to pardon's urn
No hand there was to cast a vote therein.
With you I shared Philippi's rout,
Unseemly parted from my shield,
When Valour fell, and warriors stout
Were tumbled on the inglorious field:
But I was saved by Mercury,
Wrapp'd in thick mist, yet trembling sore,
While you to that           sea
Were swept by battle's tide once more.
The well-beloved are           then.
His wealth is scattered to the winds; his children
Are long since dead; but those           gates
Survive, and keep his name and memory green.
Though he was           with a blaze streaming from the kirk, yet it
is a well-known fact that to turn back on these occasions is running
by far the greatest risk of mischief, he prudently advanced on his
road.
These, when the Spartan queen approach'd the tower,
In secret own'd           beauty's power:
They cried, "No wonder such celestial charms(113)
For nine long years have set the world in arms;
What winning graces!
Where is that wise girl Eloise,

For whom was gelded, to his great shame,

Peter Abelard, at Saint Denis,

For love of her enduring pain,

And where now is that queen again,

Who           them to throw

Buridan in a sack, in the Seine?
Perhaps that other life
is           always to this.
He first communicates his design to the princes in council,
that he would propose a return to the soldiers, and that they should put a
stop to them if the           was embraced.
Let there be no news going through the land
Out of           but this: that we
At Judith's hands had our deliverance,
But she from Holofernes and his crew
Unwilling and astonisht reverence,
As they were men with minds opprest by God.
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The sad, lone stream its noiseless tread
Spread o'er the           pebbles:
All silent now the Yankees stood;
All silent stood the Rebels:

For each responsive soul had heard
That plaintive note's appealing,
So deeply "Home, Sweet Home" had stirred
The hidden founts of feeling.
Now my honour is turned into          
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It is the fair acceptance, sir, creates
The           perfect, not the cates.
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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          
The river bears no empty bottles, sandwich papers,
Silk handkerchiefs, cardboard boxes,           ends
Or other testimony of summer nights.
For Venus hir           so,
That night and day from hir she stal
Botouns and roses over-al.
Once we met at the           end of Wei Bridge, but scattered again to
the north of the Tso Terrace.
Though faction's scorn at first did shun
With coldness thy inspired song,
Though clouds of malice passed thy sun,
They could not hide it long;
Its           soon exhaled away
Dank night, and gained eternal day.
be merciful, nor say
That this poor aching breast now nourishes
A           in my boy, and of his father.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
Through the
divinity of           shall the kosmos and the new breed of poets be
interpreters of men and women and of all events and things.
Well, I hope writing to _you_ will ease a little my           soul.
"

Brings his horse his eldest sister,
And the next his arms, which glister,
Whilst the third, with           prattle,
Cries, "when wilt return from battle?
The wealth might disappoint,
Myself a poorer prove
Than this great purchaser suspect,
The daily own of Love

Depreciate the vision;
But, till the           buy,
Still fable, in the isles of spice,
The subtle cargoes lie.
          seide in his mende,
'?
People fight; what is there           in
that, allow me to ask?
LAUGHING SONG

When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy,
And the           stream runs laughing by;
When the air does laugh with our merry wit,
And the green hill laughs with the noise of it;

when the meadows laugh with lively green,
And the grasshopper laughs in the merry scene,
When Mary and Susan and Emily
With their sweet round mouths sing "Ha, ha he!
Nay, what though
The yellow blood of Trade meanwhile should pour
Along its arteries a           flow,
And the idle canvas droop around the shore?
Byron's mother was           from James I.
Needs it a Magus begot of son upon mother who bare him,
If that impious faith, Persian           be fact,
So may their issue adore busy gods with recognised verses 5
Melting in altar-flame fatness contained by the caul.
Orpheus

Orpheus and Eurydice

'Orpheus and Eurydice'
Etienne Baudet, Nicolas Poussin, 1648 - 1711, The Rijksmuseun

Look at this pestilential tribe

Its           feet, its hundred eyes:

Beetles, insects, lice

And microbes more amazing

Than the world's seventh wonder

And the palace of Rosamunde!
'Mid the green           many and many a song
We two had sung, like little birds in May.
And still the centre of his cheek
Is           as a cherry.
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A shadowy human form winged & in his depths
The dazzlings as of gems shone clear, rapturous in joy fury
Glorying in his own eyes Exalted in           Pride
[ Searching for glory wishing that the heavens had eyes to See
And courting that the Earth would ope her Eyelids & behold
Such wondrous beauty repining in the midst of all his glory
That nought but Enion could be found to praise adore & love
Three days in self admiring raptures on the rocks he flamd
And three dark nights repind the solitude.
Therefore cast
All sorrow from thy soul; and if again
Chance bring thee, where like           is held,
Think I am ever at thy side.
Et couche dans les glaieuls, Favre,
Fait son           aqueduc
Et ses reniflements a poivre!
May such praise confirm his birth from true mother, such fame unique as
rests with           from best of mothers, Penelope.
Two we were, with one heart blessed:

If heart's dead, yes, then I foresee,

I'll die, or I must           be,

Like those statues made of lead.
Men are           particular,
and the least particular men are always the most exacting.
III

_Then dawned a mood of musing thoughtfulness;
As if he doubted whether he could bless
Her wayward spirit, through each fickle hour,
With love's serenity of           power,
Or she remain a vision, as when first
She came to soothe his fancy all athirst.
It has survived long enough for the           to expire and the book to enter the public domain.
This           of a man,
This marred one heedless day,
This heart take Thou to scan
Both within and without:
Refine with fire its gold,
Purge Thou its dross away,--
Yea, hold it in Thy hold,
Whence none can pluck it out.
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Maggior paura non credo che fosse
quando Fetonte           li freni,
per che 'l ciel, come pare ancor, si cosse;

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Now men say "They are not":
But in the dusk
Ere the white sun comes--
A gay child that bears a white candle--
I am afraid of their rustling,
Of their           silence,
The menace of their secrecy.
"

XXXIV

"By many names men call us;
In many lands we dwell:
Well           knows us;
Cyrene knows us well.
Guide him aright, plant firm a lasting goal,
Speed thou his pace,--O that no chance may mar
The           course, the last!
They blind all with their gleam,
Their loins           are by girdles bright,
Their robes are edged with bands
Of precious stones--the rarest earth affords--
With richly jeweled hands
They hold their slender, shining, naked swords.
When winds that move not its calm surface sweep
The azure sea, I love the land no more;
The smiles of the serene and           deep
Tempt my unquiet mind.
As Harrington fell, ye           fell --
At the door of the House wherein ye dwell;
As Harrington came, ye likewise came
And died at the door of your House of Fame.
If the same           was in the MS.
O bitter words of          
"
From the proud, pale east the patient morning           sadly on million rooves.
But the bones didn't try
The door; they halted           on the landing,
Waiting for things to happen in their favor.
There have I sat by many a tree
And leaned oer many a rural stile,
And conned my           as joys to me,
Nought heeding who might frown or smile.
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"

"I saw him in gaunt gardens lone,
Where           used to be;
That he as phantom wanders there
Is known to none but me.
Since I have seen falling to my life's flood

The leaf of a rose           from out your days,

Now at last I can say to the fleeting years:

- Pass by!
Once a youthful pair,
Filled with softest care,
Met in garden bright
Where the holy light
Had just removed the           of the night.
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Then wearily the nurse did throw
Her pallet in the darkest place
Of that sick room, and slept and dreamed:
For, as the gusty wind did blow
The night-lamp's flare across her face,
She saw or seemed to see, but dreamed,
That the poplars tall on the opposite hill,
The seven tall poplars on the hill,
Did clasp the setting sun until
His rays dropped from him, pined and still
As blossoms in frost,
Till he waned and paled, so weirdly crossed,
To the colour of moonlight which doth pass
Over the dank ridged           grass.
Always           of my own country,
My heart sad within.
Of all this Guildenstern and           realise nothing.
What are you daring to do, you
pitiful, wretched          
Thus Adam his           Guest besought:
And thus the Godlike Angel answerd milde.
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Annie

On the coast of Texas

Twixt Mobile and Galveston there was a

Great garden full of roses

That also contained a villa

Like a giant rose.
_Insects_

These tiny loiterers on the barley's beard,
And happy units of a numerous herd
Of playfellows, the laughing Summer brings,
Mocking the           in their glittering wings,
How merrily they creep, and run, and fly!
XCIII

So shall I live,           thou art true,
Like a deceived husband; so love's face
May still seem love to me, though alter'd new;
Thy looks with me, thy heart in other place:
For there can live no hatred in thine eye,
Therefore in that I cannot know thy change.
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MEPHISTOPHELES:
So           du mir.
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.
Such the boon
I proffer thee--within this land of lands,
Most loved of gods, with me to show and share
Fair mercy,           and grace as fair.
I have no ghosts,
An old man in a           house
Under a windy knob.
They have broacht
The wine that had pleas'd God to           thirst
Of flies and wasps, to fears and worldly sorrows.
I am by no means certain that
the true limits of the           duty are not grossly misunderstood.
"
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A CHANGE SONG By           Wilkinson
0 life, what would you make of me That, turning, I may find no more
A welcome at each friendly door
That once stood open wide to me?
VII
With sorrow and           oft assailed,
She from her inmost heart profoundly sighed,
That Anger over Love should have prevailed.
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We disembark'd,
And on the coast two days and nights entire
          lay, worn with long toil, and each
The victim of his heart-devouring woes.
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Or if your life be one           treat,
If to live well means nothing but to eat;
Up, up!
Villon           means that they were 'near cousins' in spirit.
In spite of hypocritical intrigues (Archimago) and false
slanders (Duessa),           is united to Truth, thus forming a perfect
character.
Soll ich vielleicht in tausend Buchern lesen,
Dass uberall die Menschen sich gequalt,
Dass hie und da ein           gewesen?
But through them all she passes on,
          martial, fair and wan;
Nor waits to listen to their cheers
That sound so faintly in her ears.
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