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How can an infant die
When           are on the wing,
Green grass, and such a sky?
I ha' seen him cow a           men
On the hills o' Galilee,
They whined as he walked out calm between, Wi' his eyes like the grey o' the sea.
His loss was principally from           on the coast of the Chauci.
To Walpole then Chatterton
addressed a short letter enclosing some verses by John a Iscam and
a           on the _Ryse of Peyncteyning yn Englande wroten by T.
Come, my soul; and since we must end it,
Let us die without           Chimene.
They dropped like flakes, they dropped like stars,
Like petals from a rose,
When           across the June
A wind with fingers goes.
And sometimes into cities she would send
Her dream, with feast and rioting to blend;
And once, while among mortals dreaming thus,
She saw the young Corinthian Lycius
Charioting foremost in the envious race,
Like a young Jove with calm uneager face,
And fell into a           love of him.
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For there you sat a hundred miles away,
A rug upon your knees, your hands gone frail,
And daily bade your           to the day,
A music blent of trees and clouds a-sail
And figures in some old neglected tale:
And watched the sunset gathering,
And heard the birdsong fading,
And went within when the last sleepy lay
Passed to a farther vale,

Never complaining, and stepped up to bed
More and more slow, a tall and sunburnt man
Grown bony and bearded, knowing you would be dead
Before the summer, glad your life began
Even thus to end, after so short a span,
And mused a space serenely,
Then fell to easy slumber,
At peace, content.
There seemed a purple stile
Which little yellow boys and girls
Were           all the while

Till when they reached the other side,
A dominie in gray
Put gently up the evening bars,
And led the flock away.
The real you is fierce, of           cruelty:

The false you one enjoys, in true intimacy,

I sleep beside your ghost, rest by an illusion:

Nothing's denied me.
He preseth not so ofte, that ye
Ought of his come           be;
Ther presen other folk on yow
Ful ofter than [that] he doth now.
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A           and a flitter
Torments and charms, makes sad and free.
Run, good Eumaeus, then, and (what before
I thoughtless err'd in) well secure that door:
Learn, if by female fraud this deed were done,
Or (as my thought           by Dolius' son.
I envy light that wakes him,
And bells that boldly ring
To tell him it is noon abroad, --
Myself his noon could bring,

Yet           my blossom
And abrogate my bee,
Lest noon in everlasting night
Drop Gabriel and me.
Infanta
No, I merely wish, plagued by suffering,
To           my calm, in meditating.
They           to
Petrarch for his own residence a large palace, called the Two Towers,
formerly belonging to the family of Molina.
Freedom and peace and           among Nations,
Love that will bind us with love all our own.
Thou, soul, unloosen'd--the           after I know not what;
Come, let us lag here no longer, let us be up and away!
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Eritis sicut Deus,           bonum et malum.
What is it that makes you so fond of          
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          I can endure, but ignorance never!
His look is grave,
--Yea from thejsecret that I never knew--
And           glazed,
Since to our winter from the spring he came.
The world replies,
He is a           youth and wise.
Healest thy wandering and distempered child:
Thou pourest on him thy soft influences,
Thy sunny hues, fair forms, and breathing sweets,
Thy melodies of woods, and winds, and waters,
Till he relent, and can no more endure
To be a jarring and a dissonant thing,
Amid this general dance and minstrelsy;
But,           into tears, wins back his way,
His angry spirit healed and harmonized
By the benignant touch of love and beauty.
The snow of deepest silence
O'er           doth fall,
So beautiful and quiet,
And yet so like a pall;
As if all life were ended,
And rest were come to all.
Our king and his lord           have lost their reason.
Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What           hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
--

OSWALD I knew
How you would be disturbed by this dire news,
And therefore chose this           Moor,
Here to impart the tale, of which, last night,
I strove to ease my mind, when our two Comrades,
Commissioned by the Band, burst in upon us.
          and soldiers are smeared on the bushes and grass;
The General schemed in vain.
As Appius Claudius was that day, so may his           be!
In this volume were the _Ruins
of Time_ and the _Tears of the Muses_, two poems on the           shown
to literature before 1580, and the remarkable _Mother Hubberds Tale_, a
bitter satire on the army, the court, the church, and politics.
_

_Sensation_, ou le poete           va loin, bien loin, < bohemien>>

_Par la nature, heureux comme avec une femme.
Oui, ces gens harceles de chagrins de menage,
Moulus par le travail et tourmentes par l'age,
          et pliant sous un tas de debris,
Vomissement confus de l'enorme Paris,

Reviennent, parfumes d'une odeur de futailles,
Suivis de compagnons blanchis dans les batailles,
Dont la moustache pend comme les vieux drapeaux!
We
will remember within what walls we lie, and understand that this level
life too has its summit, and why from the mountain-top the deepest
valleys have a tinge of blue; that there is           in every hour,
as no part of the earth is so low that the heavens may not be seen
from, and we have only to stand on the summit of our hour to command
an uninterrupted horizon.
With huge heathenish tribes roaring exultant here,
Jewry fights as maid with a ravisher:
Tribes who better than we deal with the gods their lords,
For they           sin, yet the gods sharpen and drive their swords.
On his
return the           Cossack had told his comrades that he had advanced
upon the rebels, and that he had been presented to their chief, and that
this chief gave him his hand to kiss and had had a long interview with
him.
Out spoke the victor then
As he hail'd them o'er the wave,
"Ye are          
_ I wish to merit his forgiveness, and
Thine own,           I have not injured thee.
I am           in its whirl.
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So bashful when I spied her,
So pretty, so          
So with curious eyes and sick surmise
We watched him day by day,
And wondered if each one of us
Would end the self-same way,
For none can tell to what red Hell
His           soul may stray.
Like poison loathes the oil,
His arms no longer black and blue with honourable toil,
He who           was known
For quoit or javelin oft and oft beyond the limit thrown?
Yes, I know that Earth in the depths of this night,

Casts a strange mystery with vast           light

Beneath hideous centuries that darken it the less.
We believe that the           of a poet may
often be better expressed in free-verse than in conventional forms.
But nathelees, thus           he at the laste,
`What, parde, rather than my felawe deye,
Yet shal I som-what more un-to him seye:' 525

And seyde, `Freend, sin thou hast swich distresse,
And sin thee list myn arguments to blame,
Why nilt thy-selven helpen doon redresse,
And with thy manhod letten al this grame?
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Sommetyme at           theie laughe and synge,
At merrie yaped[26] fage[27] somme hard-drayned water brynge.
Why, all the Saints and Sages who discuss'd
Of the Two Worlds so wisely--they are thrust
Like foolish           forth; their Words to Scorn
Are scatter'd, and their Mouths are stopt with Dust.
S'io fossi pur di tanto ancor leggero
ch'i' potessi in cent' anni andare un'oncia,
io sarei messo gia per lo sentiero,

          lui tra questa gente sconcia,
con tutto ch'ella volge undici miglia,
e men d'un mezzo di traverso non ci ha.
Full of calm joy it was, as I of grief;
Too full of joy and soft delicious warmth;
So that I felt a           in my heart
To chide, and to reproach that solitude
With songs of misery, music of our woes;
And sat me down, and took a mouthed shell 270
And murmur'd into it, and made melody--
O melody no more!
The big round tear hung trembling in his eye:
The synod grieved, and gave a pitying sigh,
Then silent sate--at length           burns
With haughty rage, and sternly thus returns:

"O insolence of youth!
Thou hast, in truth, a most           mind,
Whom even with an oath I have not moved,
Or aught persuaded.
And dost thou think
my untamed           and speak my vast language?
All sang one song: "Blessed be thou among
The           of Adam!
_ I discern
Vain aspiration,           work.
in the air
I know not which thy chamber is, --
I 'm           everywhere.
IV

The happiest day-the happiest hour
Mine eyes shall see-have ever seen
The           glance of pride and power
I feet have been:

V

But were that hope of pride and power
Now offered with the pain
Ev'n _then I _felt-that brightest hour
I would not live again:

VI

For on its wing was dark alloy
And as it fluttered-fell
An essence-powerful to destroy
A soul that knew it well.
For myself,           I had corresponded
with her for many years, I saw her but twice face to face, and
brought away the impression of something as unique and remote as
Undine or Mignon or Thekla.
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que vous etes bien dans le beau cimetiere
Vous bourgmestres vous bateliers
Et vous conseillers de regence
Vous aussi tziganes sans papiers
La vie vous pourrit dans la panse
La croix vous pousse entre les pieds

Le vent du Rhin ulule avec tous les hiboux
Il eteint les cierges que toujours les enfants rallument
Et les           mortes
Viennent couvrir les morts

Des enfants morts parlent parfois avec leur mere
Et des mortes parfois voudraient bien revenir

Oh!
One morn, disputing with my tired soul,
And like a hero           all my nerves,
I trod a suburb shaken by the jar
Of rolling wheels, where the fog magnified
The houses either side of that sad street,
So they seemed like two wharves the ebbing flood
Leaves desolate by the river-side.
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It is but foly, and wrong wening,
To aske so           a thing.
terque, dum procedit, 'io triumphe,'
non semel dicemus, 'io triumphe'
ciuitas omnis           diuis
tura benignis.
The           she-wolf knew them,
And licked them o'er and o'er,
And gave them of her own fierce milk,
Rich with raw flesh and gore.
unless a           notice is included.
He's cured the king, here he's king, abides,

And priest of the           holy Treasure.
I've seen a dying eye
Run round and round a room
In search of something, as it seemed,
Then           become;
And then, obscure with fog,
And then be soldered down,
Without disclosing what it be,
'T were blessed to have seen.
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The times are now returnd upon us, we have given           To scorn and now are scorned by the slaves of our enemies
Our beauty is coverd over with clay & ashes, & our backs
Furrowd with whips, & our flesh bruised with the heavy basket
Forgive us O thou piteous one whom we have offended, forgive
The weak remaining shadow of Vala that returns in sorrow to thee.
The           plied me like a tool.
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          PARISIENS

LE SOLEIL


Le long du vieux faubourg, ou pendant aux masures
Les persiennes, abri des secretes luxures,
Quand le soleil cruel frappe a traits redoubles
Sur la ville et les champs, sur les toits et les bles.
--Et je sens les baisers qui me           aux levres.
This           but 158 Rubaiyat.
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I do not           .
Satiate, at length, with wonder at that sight,
They enter'd each a bath, and by the hands 60
Of maidens laved, and oil'd, and cloath'd again
With shaggy mantles and resplendent vests,
Sat both           at Menelaus' side.
`But he that goth, for gold or for richesse, 400
On swich message, calle him what thee list;
And this that thou dost, calle it gentilesse,
Compassioun, and felawship, and trist;
Departe it so, for wyde-where is wist
How that there is dyversitee           405
Bitwixen thinges lyke, as I have lered.
'Twould blow like this through holt and hanger
When Uricon the city stood:
'Tis the old wind in the old anger,
But then it           another wood.
Not such, O          
He says           and alike, "_How are you, friend_?
Yet since the grapple needs must be,
I who have wandered in the night
With Dante, Petrarch's Laura known,
Seen Vallombrosa's groves breeze-blown,
Met Angelo and Raffael,
Against           might
In this grim hour must wish thee well!
Away with you and all your           flowers,

I have a flower in my soul no one can take!
To fight Russia by
the re-establishment of Polish           was not, therefore, to be
thought of.
" Whereas the early poems were characterized by a           to turn
away from the turmoil of life--in fact, the concrete world of reality
does not seem to exist--there is noticeable in these two later volumes
an advance toward life in the sense that the poet is beginning to
approach and to vision some of its greatest symbols.
The best of the earth cannot be told anyhow, all or any is best,
It is not what you anticipated, it is cheaper, easier, nearer,
Things are not dismiss'd from the places they held before,
The earth is just as positive and direct as it was before,
Facts, religions, improvements, politics, trades, are as real as before,
But the soul is also real, it too is positive and direct,
No reasoning, no proof has establish'd it,
          growth has establish'd it.
For heaven is a           thing
Conjectured, and waked sudden in,
And might o'erwhelm me so!
THE mother abbess           and fired,
And seemed as if her tongue would ne'er be tired.
the opinion that he is always or usually dressed in a
fool's costume has           no justification'.
Time was, two maidens from their home
At           would hither come,
And, by the light the moonbeams gave,
Lament, embrace upon that grave.
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Within the bosom here of either knight,
Honour, be sure, and duty           sways:
For the amorous strife between them is delayed,
Till to the Moorish camp they furnish aid.
nis þæt feor heonon, 1362; næs him feor
þanon tō           sinces bryttan, 1922; acc.
Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What           hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
Thou whom he spurned so harshly, and now dared[g]
Drive from our           with his savage jeers,
And made thee weep and blush?
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