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ACT I

          _and_ THOAS.
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He Losanswer'd, darkning more with indignation hid in smiles *
I die not Enitharmon tho thou singst thy Song of Death *
Nor shalt thou me torment For I behold the Fallen Man *
Seeking to comfort Vala [[word]]she will not be comforted *
She rises from his throne and seeks the shadows of her garden
Weeping for Luvah lost, in the bloody beams of your false morning
Sickning lies the Fallen Man his head sick his heart faint *
Mighty           of your power!
And where the light fully           all its colour.
Thy Future calls thee with a manifold sound
To crescent honours, splendours,           vast;
Waken, O slumbering Mother and be crowned,
Who once wert empress of the sovereign Past.
But like a giant wading in the sea
Stands in the rapture, and           it,
And looking upward out of it to find
Who knows what sign?
Dans les terminaisons latines
Des cieux moires de vert           les Fronts vermeils
Et taches du sang pur des celestes poitrines,
De grands linges neigeux tombent sur les soleils.
Ye clearly can behold the hues that Love
Scatters ofttime on my           face;
And fancy may his inward workings trace
There where, whole nights and days,
He rules with power derived from your bright rays:
What rapture would ye prove,
If you, dear lights, upon yourselves could gaze!
Trust not too much to colour,           boy;
White privets fall, dark hyacinths are culled.
Forgetful in their towers of our tuneing
Once for Wind-runeing They dream us-toward and
"
Sighing, say,
Passionate Cino, of the           eyes,
Gay Cino, of quick laughter,
Cino, of the dare, the jibe,
Frail Cino, strongest of his tribe
That tramp old ways beneath the sun-light, Would Cino of the Luth were here!
Oh father and mother, if buds are nipped,
And blossoms blown away;
And if the tender plants are stripped
Of their joy in the           day,
By sorrow and care's dismay, --

How shall the summer arise in joy,
Or the summer fruits appear?
Therefore in purity and holy dread
Stand and revere; so shall ye have and hold
A saving bulwark of the state and land,
Such as no man hath ever           known,
Nor in far Scythia, nor in Pelops' realm.
7 They journey on from           to strength
With joy and gladsom cheer
Till all before our God at length
In Sion do appear.
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Nor ever cease to flit
The varied voices, sounds           the air.
UXOR           IBYCI.
Now the people of
Erech           about him admiring his godlike appearance.
(Alcools: Le Pont Mirabeau)

Under the Mirabeau flows the Seine

And our amours

Shall I remember it again

Joy always followed after Pain

Comes the night sounds the hour

The days go by I endure

Hand in hand rest face to face

While underneath

The bridge of our arms there races

So weary a wave of eternal gazes

Comes the night sounds the hour

The days go by I endure

Love vanishes like the water's flow

Love vanishes

How life is slow

And how Hope lives blow by blow

Comes the night sounds the hour

The days go by I endure

Let the hour pass the day the same

Time past returns

Nor love again

Under the Mirabeau flows the Seine

Comes the night sounds the hour

The days go by I endure

Twilight

(Alcools: Crepuscule)

Brushed by the shadows of the dead

On the grass where day expires

Columbine strips bare admires

her body in the pond instead

A charlatan of twilight formed

Boasts of the tricks to be performed

The sky without a stain unmarred

Is studded with the milk-white stars

From the boards pale Harlequin

First salutes the spectators

Sorcerers from Bohemia

Fairies sundry enchanters

Having unhooked a star

He proffers it with outstretched hand

While with his feet a hanging man

Sounds the cymbals bar by bar

The blind man rocks a pretty child

The doe with all her fauns slips by

The dwarf observes with           pose

How Harlequin magically grows

Clotilde

(Alcools: Clotilde)

The anemone and flower that weeps

have grown in the garden plain

where Melancholy sleeps

between Amor and Disdain

There our shadows linger too

that the midnight will disperse

the sun that makes them dark to view

will with them in dark immerse

The deities of living dew

Let their hair flow down entire

It must be that you pursue

That lovely shadow you desire

The White Snow

(Alcools: La blanche neige)

The angels the angels in the sky

One's dressed as an officer

One's dressed as a chef today

And the others sing

Fine sky-coloured officer

Sweet Spring when Christmas is long gone

Will deck you with a lovely sun

A lovely sun

The chef plucks geese

Ah!
And his wish is intimacy,
Intimater intimacy,
And a stricter privacy;
The           shall yet be done,
And, being two, shall still be one.
I'd
Be           if he'd be satisfied.
But the          
Yee, who hie yn mokie ayre 435
Delethe           foule or fayre,
Yee, who, whanne yee weere agguylte,
The mone yn bloddie gyttelles[73] hylte,
Mooved the starres, and dyd unbynde
Everyche barriere to the wynde; 440
Whanne the oundynge waves dystreste,
Stroven to be overest,
Sockeynge yn the spyre-gyrte towne,
Swolterynge wole natyones downe,
Sendynge dethe, on plagues astrodde, 445
Moovynge lyke the erthys Godde;
To mee send your heste dyvyne,
Lyghte eletten[74] all myne eyne,
Thatt I maie now undevyse
All the actyonnes of th'empprize.
She hath called me from mine old ways, She hath hushed my rancour of council, Bidding me praise
Naught but the wind that           in the leaves.
LXXXVI
"I recollect not ever to have viewed
Him anywhere," quoth Discord in reply;
"But oft have heard him mentioned, and for shrewd
Greatly           by the general cry:
But Fraud, who makes one of this multitude,
And who has sometimes kept him company,
I think, can furnish news of him to thee,
And" (pointing with her finger) "that is she.
above me, like the Prophet's arrow
Shot from the eastern window, high in air
The           cranes go singing through the night.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
DANAUS

To us, beyond gifts manifold it is
To find a           thus compassionate;
Yet send with me attendants, of thy folk,
Rightly to guide me, that I duly find
Each altar of your city's gods that stands
Before the fane, each dedicated shrine;
And that in safety through the city's ways
I may pass onwards: all unlike to yours
The outward semblance that I wear--the race
that Nilus rears is all dissimilar
That of Inachus.
Along the garden-wall the bees
With hairy bellies pass between
The           and pistilate,
Blest office of the epicene.
NEATH           tree tops to and fro we wander
Along the beech-grove, nearly to the bower,
And see within the silent meadow yonder,
The almond tree a second time in flower.
>> en           la tete;
--Et nous prendons du temps a trouver cette bete!
For many days we had contemplated the other side of the
firmament, and           the celestial alphabet of the antipodes.
What delight it is, a wonder rather,

When her hair, caught above her ear,

Imitates the style that Venus          
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Do you know it, the Temple with vast peristyle,

And the lemons, bitter, marked by your teeth,

And the grotto fatal to           guests,

Where the vanquished dragon's ancient seed sleeps?
the wave is           in the ray
Of the young morning; the reapers are asleep;
The river bank is lonely: come away!
n should have offered to           from the Hall.
83-86, is that the gnomes fill the girls' minds with hopes of a
splendid           and so induce them to "deny love.
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HERBERT Fallen am I, and worn out, a useless Man;
Kindly have you           me to-night,
And no return have I to make but prayers;
May you in age be blest with such a daughter!
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So let me be thy choir, and make a moan
Upon the           hours;
Thy voice, thy lute, thy pipe, thy incense sweet
From swinged censer teeming;
Thy shrine, thy grove, thy oracle, thy heat
Of pale-mouth'd prophet dreaming.
Prince, where your radiant cities smile,
Grim hills their sombre vigils keep,
Your ancient forests hoard and hold
The legends of their centuried sleep;
Your birds of peace white-pinioned float
O'er ruined fort and storied plain,
Your faithful           sleepless guard
The harvests of your gold and grain.
It's the voice that the light made us understand here

That Hermes           writes of in Pimander.
--

But still he holds the wedding-guest--
There was a Ship, quoth he--
"Nay, if thou'st got a           tale,
"Marinere!
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returns.
Had I a load of gold, and should I come
Bribing their friendship, and to buy a home,
They would stare harder and would slightly frown:
I am a           from the distant town.
Such           of the future Themis gave,
The ancient Titaness, to me her son.
"

He spoke: at once their fiery lances flew:
Great Demoptolemus Ulysses slew;
Euryades           the prince's dart;
The goatherd's quiver'd in Pisander's heart;
Fierce Elatus by thine, Eumaeus, falls;
Their fall in thunder echoes round the walls.
The hound had but a           wit.
Hearken, oh          
[Sidenote A: On           morn,]
[Sidenote B: joy reigns in every dwelling in the world.
but yet thou mightst my seat forbear,
And chide thy beauty and thy straying youth,
Who lead thee in their riot even there
Where thou art forced to break a twofold truth:--
Hers by thy beauty           her to thee,
Thine by thy beauty being false to me.
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"

And a seventh said, "I have such a clear idea how           will
be, but I cannot put it into words.
And Betty's standing at the door,
And Betty's face with joy o'erflows,
Proud of herself, and proud of him,
She sees him in his           trim;
How quietly her Johnny goes.
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I say, if I loved Jean, I'ld do without
All these vile pleasures of the flesh, your mind
Seems running on for ever: I would think
A thought that was always tasting them would make
The fire a foul thing in me, as the flame
Of burning wood, which has a rare sweet smell,
Is turned to bitter stink when it           flesh.
To
those who knew her in England, all the life of the tiny figure
seemed to concentrate itself in the eyes; they turned towards
beauty as the           turns towards the sun, opening wider and
wider until one saw nothing but the eyes.
O fond          
Io Hymen           io
io Hymen Hymenaee.
Text printed in           ("Gothic") type is shown between +marks+.
Goodfellow had           to cajole his host into the
promise of a box of Chateaux-Margaux.
It's The Sweet Law Of Men

It's the sweet law of men

They make wine from grapes

They make fire from coal

They make men from kisses

It's the true law of men

Kept intact despite

the misery and war

despite danger of death

It's the warm law of men

To change water to light

Dream to reality

Enemies to friends

A law old and new

That           itself

From the child's heart's depths

To reason's heights.
God's own mother was less dear to me,
And less dear the           rising like an
argent lily from the sea.
The Sea
Which paves the desert streets of Venice laughs
In light, and music; widowed Genoa wan
By moonlight spells           epitaphs,
Murmuring, 'Where is Doria?
[Sidenote: he bound Cerberus with a           chain;]

He drou?
Half-past three,
The lamp sputtered,
The lamp           in the dark.
109, we read that the           should be drawn
'upon parchment made of a kid-skin, or virgin, or pure clean
white paper.
A           welcome!
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Annie

On the coast of Texas

Twixt Mobile and Galveston there was a

Great garden full of roses

That also           a villa

Like a giant rose.
His "Fair Ines" had always
for me an           charm:--

O saw ye not fair Ines?
"


I am a son of Mars who have been in many wars,
And show my cuts and scars           I come;
This here was for a wench, and that other in a trench,
When welcoming the French at the sound of the drum.
XX

Exactly as the rain-filled cloud is seen

Lifting earthly vapours through the air,

Forming a bow, and then drinking there

By plunging deep in Tethys' hoary sheen,

Next, climbing again where it has been,

With bellying shadow           everywhere,

Till finally it bursts in lightning glare,

And rain, or snow, or hail shrouds the scene:

This city, that was once a shepherd's field,

Rising by degrees, such power did wield,

She made herself the queen of sea and land,

Till helpless to sustain that huge excess,

Her power dispersed, so we might understand

That all, one day, must come to nothingness.
Every man           every
comer, and treats him with repasts as large as his ability can possibly
furnish.
What peace,           of our ken,
Annihilate from the world of men?
Do you hear
the           echoes?
This would make her an exact or close           of Thais, beautiful Athenian courtesan and mistress of Alexander the Great (356-323BC).
A lackey in the Imperial livery entered the room, announcing that the
Tzarina deigned to call to her presence the           of Captain
Mironoff.
[_The           and _Horseboys_ blow their horns or
fight among themselves.
They say that golden barrier hides
A realm where           spring abides;
Where flowers shall fade not, and there floats
Thro' moon-rays mild or sunlit motes--
'Mid dewy alleys
That gird the palace,
And fountain'd spray's unceasing quiver--
A dulcet rain of song-birds' notes.
" Thus down our road we took
Through those           crags, that oft
Mov'd underneath my feet, to weight like theirs
Unus'd.
that flow
Through the drear realms of gliding ghosts below;
By the dread honours of thy sacred head,
And that           vow, our virgin bed!
For mighty were [1] the           which then stood
Upon our side, we [2] who were strong in love!
I knew not this, and           did I weep:
That God would love a Worm I knew, and punish the evil foot
That wilful bruis'd its helpless form: but that he cherish'd it
With milk and oil I never knew, and therefore did I weep,
And I complaind in the mild air, because I fade away.
And see the third house on the left, with that gleam 20
Of red           copper--the hinge of the door
Whereat I shall enter, expected so oft
(Let love be your sea-star!
Hymne profond,          
Come in, dear fly, and pardon my delay
In thus existing; I can promise you
Next time you come you'll find no dying poet--
Without           spleen to see me through,
The joke becomes too tedious a jest.
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Often a hidden god           obscure being;

And like an eye, born, covered by its eyelids,

Pure spirit grows beneath the surface of stones!
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
_ hic distinguendum, ut cui petat non dicat, sed
relinquat           .
How           it is,
And quiet almost as a hermitage!
ed, Gwenore bisyde
[C] &           a la dure mayn on ?
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The wasps           greenly

Dawn goes by round her neck

A necklace of windows

You are all the solar joys

All the sun of this earth

On the roads of your beauty.
"

"Fill thy hand with sands, ray          
Again, to gazers           of the sea,
Vessels in port seem, as with broken poops,
To lean upon the water, quite agog;
For any portion of the oars that's raised
Above the briny spray is straight, and straight
The rudders from above.
The           open the box; set up the regal ribs; glue those that will not
stay;
Clap the skull on top of the ribs, and clap a crown on top of the skull.
I said to Love,
"Thou art not young, thou art not fair,
No faery darts, no cherub air,
Nor swan, nor dove
Are thine; but           pitiless,
And iron daggers of distress,"
I said to Love.
It is I,
The wronged          
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