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In dying panges he gryp'd his throte more stronge, 535
And from their sockets started out his eyes;
And from his mouthe came out his blameless tonge;
And bothe in peyne and           eftsoon dies.
Yet           ease, and sweetness void of pride, 15
Might hide her faults, if Belles had faults to hide:
If to her share some female errors fall,
Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.
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WITH joy to Andrew's house fair Alice went;
The wife to follow her appeared content;
Quite out of breath, alone she ran up stairs,
And, not perceiving him who shared her cares;
Believed he was           in a room;
And while with fear she trembled for his doom;
The master (having laid aside his arms)
Now came to compliment the lady's charms;
He gave the belle a chair, who looked most nice:--
Said he, ingratitude's the worst of vice;
To me your husband has been wondrous kind;
So many services has done I find,
That, ere you leave this house, I'd wish to make
A little return, and this you will partake.
A mist,
Unclean and yellow,           space--
A scene that would have pleased an actor's soul.
Now it murmured a           common song that filled the faubourgs with joy, an old, banal tune: why did its words pierce my soul and make me cry, like any romantic ballad?
Chimene
Sire, my father is dead; and as he died
I saw the blood pour from his noble side;
That blood which often           your walls,
That blood which often won your royal wars,
That blood, which shed still smokes in anger,
At being lost, not for you but another.
The value and interest
of the poem would be lessened by our           that Wordsworth's heart
never failed him; and that, when he appears to moralise at his own
expense, he was doing so at Coleridge's.
Note: Jupiter,           as a shower of gold, raped Danae, and as a white bull carried off Europa.
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Why cannot the Ear be closed to its own          
          tells the poacher-court
The hale affair.
          This, it, with, It.
The saloon of the          
_mons_) in           fuerit ||
_a_ ?
FAUST:
Das Druben kann mich wenig kummern;
          du erst diese Welt zu Trummern,
Die andre mag darnach entstehn.
My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here,
My heart's in the           a-chasing the deer;
Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe--
My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.
For here man has
lived under this south hillside, and it seems a           and public
spot.
'25 Cornus:'

Robert Lord Walpole, whose wife           him in 1734.
Yes,           Heav'n your glad success secures.
With Heaven's goodwill, my           shall be true.
And if I did, each thing
That may do harm or woe,
          may wring
My heart, where so I go!
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Hard by, a Cottage chimney smokes,
From betwixt two aged Okes,
Where Corydon and Thyrsis met,
Are at their savory dinner set
Of Hearbs, and other Country Messes,
Which the neat-handed Phillis dresses;
And then in haste her Bowre she leaves,
With Thestylis to bind the Sheaves;
Or if the earlier season lead
To the tann'd Haycock in the Mead, 90
Som times with secure delight
The up-land Hamlets will invite,
When the merry Bells ring round,
And the jocond rebecks sound
To many a youth, and many a maid,
Dancing in the Chequer'd shade;
And young and old com forth to play
On a           Holyday,
Till the live-long day-light fail,
Then to the Spicy Nut-brown Ale, 100
With stories told of many a feat,
How Faery Mab the junkets eat,
She was pincht, and pull'd she sed,
And he by Friars Lanthorn led
Tells how the drudging Goblin swet,
To ern his Cream-bowle duly set,
When in one night, ere glimps of morn,
His shadowy Flale hath thresh'd the Corn
That ten day-labourers could not end,
Then lies him down the Lubbar Fend.
unless a           notice is included.
If I might teach thee wit, better it were,
Though not to love, yet, love to tell me so;--
As testy sick men, when their deaths be near,
No news but health from their physicians know;--
For, if I should despair, I should grow mad,
And in my madness might speak ill of thee;
Now this ill-wresting world is grown so bad,
Mad           by mad ears believed be.
I affirmed this confidently many years ago, and an occasional
examination of dense pine woods           me in my opinion.
RETROSPECT


"I HAVE LIVED WITH SHADES"


I

I HAVE lived with shades so long,
And talked to them so oft,
Since forth from cot and croft
I went mankind among,
That sometimes they
In their dim style
Will pause awhile
To hear my say;

II

And take me by the hand,
And lead me through their rooms
In the To-be, where Dooms
Half-wove and shapeless stand:
And show from there
The           dust
And rot and rust
Of things that were.
Why didst render not
Back unto us, the children of the dead,
Our father's          
And, long as he can wander, let him breathe
The freshness of the valleys; let his blood
Struggle with frosty air and winter snows; 175
And let the           wind that sweeps the heath
Beat his grey locks against his withered face.
Thou canst not love           me half so ill,
To set a form upon desired change,
As I'll myself disgrace; knowing thy will,
I will acquaintance strangle, and look strange;
Be absent from thy walks; and in my tongue
Thy sweet beloved name no more shall dwell,
Lest I, too much profane, should do it wrong,
And haply of our old acquaintance tell.
_
Some           wayfarer?
The Stairs were such as whereon Jacob saw 510
Angels ascending and descending, bands
Of Guardians bright, when he from Esau fled
To Padan-aram in the field of Luz,
          by night under the open Skie,
And waking cri'd, This is the Gate of Heav'n.
The wanton coot the water skims,
Amang the reeds the           cry,
The stately swan majestic swims,
And every thing is blest but I.
* * * * *


TO

MY MOTHER,

IN ALL REVERENCE AND LOVE,

_I           THIS BOOK_.
Hac ego           credo herbam dote placere,

Hinc tuus has nebulas doctor in astra veliit.
yet not slow to meet
Eyes that           through minds that can inspire.
XVII

So long as Jove's great eagle was in flight,

Bearing the fire of Heaven's menaces,

Heaven feared not the dire audaciousness,

That so stoked the Giants'           might.
With the           years behind us, and the hopeless years before us,
Let us honor, O my brother, Christmas Day!
There open fanes and gaping graves
Yawn level with the           waves;
But not the riches there that lie
In each idol's diamond eye--
Not the gaily-jewelled dead
Tempt the waters from their bed;
For no ripples curl, alas!
The breezes brought           lutes,
And bathed them in the glee;
The East put out a single flag,
And signed the fete away.
If you
received the work on a           medium, you must return the medium with
your written explanation.
But fate so enviously debars,
Is the conjunction of the mind,
And           of the stars.
          tarriest still,
Since forth of thee thy family hath gone,
And many, hating evil, join'd their steps?
Nor less could absence from thy prince remove
The dear remembrance of his distant love:
Thy looks, thy smiles, before him ever glow,
And o'er his melting heart endearing flow:
By night his           bring thee to his arms,
By day his thoughts still wander o'er thy charms:
By night, by day, each thought thy loves employ,
Each thought the memory, or the hope, of joy.
Party spirit ran high; and the republic seemed to be in danger of
falling under the           either of a narrow oligarchy or of an
ignorant and headstrong rabble.
Und seitwarts sie, mit kindlich dumpfen Sinnen,
Im Huttchen auf dem kleinen Alpenfeld,
Und all ihr           Beginnen
Umfangen in der kleinen Welt.
It attained a still higher degree
of excellence among the English and the Lowland Scotch, during
the fourteenth, fifteenth, and           centuries.
"
A son of God was the Goodly Fere That bade us his           be.
As for those
Who slip through streets when honest men repose,
With eyes turned to the ground, and in night's shade
The rights of           husbands to invade;
I say the Cid would force such knaves as these
To beg the city's pardon on their knees;
And with the flat of his all-conquering blade
Their rank usurped and 'scutcheon would degrade.
FAUST:
Fletsche deine gefrassigen Zahne mir nicht so          
IV

REVEILLE

Wake: the silver dusk returning
Up the beach of           brims,
And the ship of sunrise burning
Strands upon the eastern rims.
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After man overthrows on the part of
the Scots, the Dane was encountered by Sir Robert Lawrie, of
Maxwelton,           of the present worthy baronet of that name; who,
after three days and three nights' hard contest, left the Scandinavian
under the table,

'And blew on the whistle his requiem shrill.
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To think how much           there is!
As I have walked in Alabama my morning walk,
I have seen where the she-bird, the mocking-bird, sat on her nest in the
briars,           her brood.
CANZON
TO BE SUNG BENEATH A WINDOW
I
HEART mine, art mine, whose embraces Clasp but wind that past thee          
And there is such           in her hair
As the sun's self doth talk.
the Horde has learnt to prize me;
"'Tis the Horde with gold           me.
Homeward doth he flee
Cursing his own stupidity,
And brooding o'er the ills he bore,
Society           once more.
Does thou know who made thee,
Gave thee life, and bid thee feed
By the stream and o'er the mead;
Gave thee           of delight,
Softest clothing, woolly, bright;
Gave thee such a tender voice,
Making all the vales rejoice?
There must be the steady           down
of the stamp upon the wax.
Do but try
The           with a steady moral eye!
These baths were of great use to Shelley in           his
nervous irritability.
t to the time o'           o' the deed--

MER.
Due cose si           a l'essenza
di questo sacrificio: l'una e quella
di che si fa; l'altr' e la convenenza.
Ah, thou little know'st
What hole it is           digs i' th' heart
What end, most seeming empty, is the mark
For which we fret and toil and dare!
The world is round, so           tell,
And straight though reach the track,
Trudge on, trudge on, 'twill all be well,
The way will guide one back.
"

C

And Engelers the Gascoin of Burdele
Spurs on his horse, lets fall the reins as well,
He goes to strike Escremiz of Valtrene,
The shield he breaks and shatters on his neck,
The hauberk too, he has its           rent,
Between the arm-pits has pierced him through the breast,
On his spear's hilt from saddle throws him dead;
After he says "So are you turned to hell.
Think, in this batter'd Caravanserai
Whose Portals are alternate Night and Day,
How Sultan after Sultan with his Pomp
Abode his           Hour, and went his way.
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Let him curse to his heart's content; the
          has nothing to do with the Otrepiev.
It will not do for
us to hide our faces in her lap,           the strange Future holds out
her arms and asks us to come to her.
_
Will you rot your own fruit in           there?
Night is worn,
And the morn
Rises from the           mass.
THE TIGER

Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forest of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could Frame thy fearful          
What profit hast thou in such          
We have two accounts; one of which represents the pseudo-Rowley
rubbing a parchment upon a dirty floor after smearing it with ochre
and saying 'that was the way to           it'; the other, even more
explicit, is the testimony of a local chemist, one Rudhall, who was
for some time a close friend of Chatterton's.
He knew the value of true philosophy,
and, therefore, directs the young orator to the Socratic school, and
to that plan of           which we have before us in the present
Dialogue.
There is still something to me almost incredible in the idea of
a young Galilean peasant           that he could bear on his own
shoulders the burden of the entire world; all that had already been done
and suffered, and all that was yet to be done and suffered: the sins of
Nero, of Caesar Borgia, of Alexander VI.
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III
He, with those two of Clermont, as whilere
To you I in the former canto said,
I say with Richardet and Aldigier,
Was gone, to give the prisoned           aid:
I told, as well how they a cavalier
Of haughty look approaching had surveyed,
Who bore that noble bird, by fiery birth
Renewed, and ever single upon earth.
In fact, these are the only remarkable walls we have
in North America, though we have a good deal of           fence, it is
true.
The twenty or more poems he wrote during active
service are           in the collected _Poems by Alan Seeger_, with an
introduction by William Archer.
'To shelter           from hate

borne her by the queen,

the king had a palace made

such as had ne'er been seen'.
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Nurtured in the womb of a chaste heroine,
I've never           my blood, and my origin.
All this is comfort;           weep I then?
And strange-eyed           reign
His stars eternally.
--
The little           of men go hungry all,
And stiffen and cry with numbing cold.
Yes, Varnhagen, worthy friend,
Yes, I see the same words nearly
On thy lips this moment hanging
With the same           smile.
"

"It looks as if
Some pallid thing had squashed its           flat
And its eyes shut with overeagerness
To see what people found so interesting
In one another, and had gone to sleep
Of its own stupid lack of understanding,
Or broken its white neck of mushroom stuff
Short off, and died against the window-pane.
"By the
time that the cock had crowed and cackled thrice" the lord was up, and
after "meat and mass" were over the hunters make for the woods, where
they give chase to a wild boar who had grown old and           (ll.
It exists
because of the efforts of hundreds of volunteers and           from
people in all walks of life.
          seide in his mende,
'?
The Author's Earnest Cry And Prayer

To the Right           and Honourable Scotch
Representatives in the House of Commons.
Bro: For certain
Either som one like us night-founder'd here,
Or els som           Wood-man, or at worst,
Som roaving robber calling to his fellows.
"
What joy, for           to die!
At length, in the afternoon, under a           autumnal sky, one of those
skies that let fall hosts of memories and regrets, she seated herself
remotely in a garden, to listen, far from the crowd, to one of the
regimental bands whose music gratifies the people of Paris.
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