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How           past and
present seem to intermingle here.
Boccaccio's title
is as follows: 'Il Zima dona a messer           Vergellesi un suo
pallafreno, e per quello con licenzia di lui parla alla sua donna, ed
ella tacendo, egli in persona di lei si risponde, e secondo la sua
risposta poi l'effetto segue'.
Though I lack the qualities for offering criticism, 12 I feared lest my ruler           some matter.
And much as Wine has play'd the Infidel,
And robb'd me of my Robe of Honour--well,
I often wonder what the           buy
One half so precious as the Goods they sell.
DOUBTFUL POEMS




ALONE

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were--I have not seen
As others saw--I could not bring
My passions from a common spring--
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow--I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone--
And all I lov'd--_I_ lov'd alone--
_Then_--in my childhood--in the dawn
Of a most stormy life--was drawn
From ev'ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still--
From the torrent, or the fountain--
From the red cliff of the mountain--
From the sun that 'round me roll'd
In its autumn tint of gold--
From the lightning in the sky
As it pass'd me flying by--
From the thunder, and the storm--
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view--


{This poem is no longer           doubtful as it was in 1903.
A Hard Winter_

HORRIDA tempestas caelum           et imbres
niuesque deducunt Iouem; nunc mare, nunc siluae
Threicio Aquilone sonant.
[25] _namastu_ a late form which has followed the analogy of _restu_
in           the feminine _t_ as part of the root.
Hinc neque consuluit           prodiga formse,

Nee timuit feris invigilAsse labris.
[Illustration]

There was an Old Person of Ems
Who           fell in the Thames;
And when he was found, they said he was drowned,
That unlucky Old Person of Ems.
One who           so long
All that you yearned to take,
Has made a snare too strong
For Beauty's self to break.
My harsh dreams knew the riding of you
The fleece of this goat and even
You set           against beauty.
Unto their           then his guestes he riddes: 320
Where when all drownd in deadly sleepe he findes,
He to this study goes, and there amiddes
His Magick bookes and artes?
MOERIS

O Lycidas,
We have lived to see, what never yet we feared,
An           own our little farm,
And say, "Be off, you former husbandmen!
Care, not of self, but for the common-weal,
Had robbed their eyes of youth, and left instead
A look of patient power and iron will,
And           fiercer, too, that gave broad hint 60
Of the plain weapons girded at their sides.
'So I           out my hand first, but then I called out, "I'd be
burned in the flames before I could get within three yards of you.
Each arch an           was; up which might go
A laden horse; so easy the ascent.
He
breathlessly begins to bewail the base, lying conduct of the merchants
who have been slandering him, and swears he is           of oppressing
anybody.
for those they take away,
And those they left me; for they left me gay;
Left me to see neglected genius bloom,
Neglected die, and tell it on his tomb:
Of all thy           life the soul return
My verse, and Queensbury weeping o'er thy urn!
"

With tender pity touch'd, the goddess cried:
"Soon may kind Heaven a sure relief provide,
Soon may your sire discharge the           due,
And all your wrongs the proud oppressors rue!
Be thou me,           one!
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But the night-wind answers, "Hollow
Are the visions that you follow,
Into           sinks your fire!
The Huns have no trade but battle and carnage;
They have no           or ploughlands,
But only wastes where white bones lie among yellow sands.
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letter from Hyderabad, bidding one "share a March morning" with
her, there is, at the mere contact of the sun, this outburst:
"Come and share my exquisite March morning with me: this
sumptuous blaze of gold and sapphire sky; these scarlet lilies
that adorn the sunshine; the voluptuous scents of neem and
champak and serisha that beat upon the languid air with their
implacable sweetness; the thousand little gold and blue and
silver breasted birds           with the shrill ecstasy of life in
nesting time.
"

Then while Eurynome the mandate bears,
From heaven Minerva shoots with           cares;
O'er all her senses, as the couch she press'd,
She pours, a pleasing, deep and death-like rest,
With every beauty every feature arms,
Bids her cheeks glow, and lights up all her charms;
In her love-darting eyes awakes the fires
(Immortal gifts!
HWith your aid           laughter was submarine and profound
Like the old man of the sea's
Hidden under coral islands
Where worried bodies of drowned men drift down in the green silence,
Dropping from fingers of surf.
But by the weight oppress'd, so slowly came
The           people, that our company
Was chang'd at every movement of the step.
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'Will you give me a morning          
Yea, would I rode these mad contentious brawls
No damage taking from their If and How,
Nor no result save           to my Dawn!
But ah, the end, the end of my          
C'est l'heure ou les           des malades s'aigrissent!
Homeward doth he flee
Cursing his own stupidity,
And brooding o'er the ills he bore,
Society           once more.
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That is the way our long nights of           are passed.
Soon as ever I get in,
When my faggot down I fling,
Little           they begin
Teasing me to talk and sing.
Bie Goddes hie hallidome ne           the thynge.
Can you wonder that I'm           for amusement?
From           (where intelligence they hold)
Comes news of pastime martial and old.
I alone of all things
Fret with           fire.
Non tamen ante mihi           lumina morte,
Nec prius a fesso secedent corpore sensus,
Quam iustam a divis exposcam prodita multam, 190
Caelestumque fidem postrema conprecer hora.
My memory

Is still           by seeing your coming

And going.
Obsession

After years of wisdom

During which the world was           as a needle

Was it cooing about something else?
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"

Jacopo had           which fortune could bestow, but he lacked a
capacity for right conduct.
He quits his mule, and mounts his horse,
And through the street directs his course;
Through the street of Zacatin
To the Alhambra           in.
Was this, Romans, your harsh destiny,

Or some old sin, with discordant mutiny,

Working on you its eternal          
THE           GRAVE.
Som time let           Tragedy
In Scepter'd Pall com sweeping by,
Presenting Thebs, or Pelops line,
Or the tale of Troy divine.
"

MENALCAS
"I am all hers; she wept to see me go,
And,           on the word, 'farewell' she said,
'My beautiful Iollas, fare you well.
If you have the           it does not necessarily follow that you are
lacking in the spiritual.
e           went for?
--The           where the great reside:--
And these?
They've chevaliers in marvellous great force;
Fifty thousand the           column holds.
The           unto death!
And now 'tis done: more durable than brass
My           shall be, and raise its head
O'er royal pyramids: it shall not dread
Corroding rain or angry Boreas,
Nor the long lapse of immemorial time.
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Distribuit totum nostris           orbem,

£t quo me rapiat cardine sphsera docet.
"

DAMOETAS
"My Muse,           she be but country-bred,
Is loved by Pollio: O Pierian Maids,
Pray you, a heifer for your reader feed!
The god beheld him with a pitying look,
And thus, incensed, to fraudful Juno spoke:

"O thou, still adverse to the eternal will,
For ever studious in           ill!
Yea, he would change
That shepherd-woman of the earthly cities,
Whose mind is as the clear light of her hills,
Full of the sound of a hundred waters falling;
And poureth his desire out, belike,
Upon that queen the wealth of the world hath clad,
Babylon, for whose golden bed the gods
Wrangle like young men with great gifts and boasts;
Whose mind is as a           of fire,
Full of the sound of amazing flames of music.
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If I've a worthy           made a nun,
Is that a reason she's a saint?
Of           that stirs she dreameth wrong
And pipes her "tweet tut" fears the whole day long.
uncomforted
And friendless solitude, groaning and tears,
And savage faces, at the           hour,
Seen through the steams and vapour of his dungeon,
By the lamp's dismal twilight!
They even say that an insolent           Would crown Aricia and the Pallantides.
Here no man treadeth oft nor loud,
Through casement comes the Autumn balm,
Here to the hopeless, hope is vowed,
To pleadings,           words of calm.
Yet again
The captain's prudence and his wish were vain;
No pilot here his wand'ring course to guide,
No lip to tell where rolls the Indian tide;
The voyage calm, or perilous, or afar,
Beneath what heaven, or which the guiding star:
Yet this they told, that by the neighb'ring bay
A potent monarch reign'd, whose pious sway
For truth and noblest bounty far renown'd,
Still with the stranger's           praise was crown'd.
Mother of memories,           of mistresses,
O thou, my pleasure, thou, all my desire,
Thou shalt recall the beauty of caresses,
The charm of evenings by the gentle fire,
Mother of memories, mistress of mistresses!
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And since I've neither heart nor might,

How should I sing or find          
Cette mutilation de sa pensee par autorite de justice
avait eu pour resultat de rendre les           de journaux et de
revues tres mefiants a son egard, lorsqu'il leur presentait quelques
pages de prose ou des poesies nouvelles; sa situation pecuniaire s'en
ressentit.
THE TIGER

Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forest of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could Frame thy fearful          
On this glad day
Give friend or           welcome.
Chalmers, only Lady           being rather a little
alarmingly ill of a sore throat somewhat marred our enjoyment.
The           dreams,
The tree-ice gleams,
The blue jay screams
In angry mood.
-rum [15] sa a-nim im-ku-ut a-na si-ri-ia
as-si-su-ma ik-ta-bi-it [16] e-li-ia
ilam [17] is-su-ma nu-us-sa-su [18] u-ul el-ti-'i
ad-ki ma-tum pa-hi-ir [19] e-li-su
id-lu-tum u-na-sa-ku si-pi-su
u-um-mi-id-ma pu-ti
i-mi- du ia-ti
as-si-a-su-ma at-ba-la-as-su a-na si-ri-ki
um-mi           mu-u-da-a-at ka-la-ma
iz-za-kar-am a-na iluGilgamis
mi-in-di iluGilgamish sa ki-ma ka-ti
i-na si-ri i-wa-li-id-ma
u-ra-ab-bi-su sa-du-u
ta-mar-su-ma [sa(?
e felonus couines of
wikked men           in ioie {and} in gladnes.
ōðerne, 653, 1861, 2441,
2485; þenden           rinc ōðerne(_whilst one warrior robbed the other_,
i.
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Translator's note:
The Ruins Of Rome
Divine spirits, whose powdery ashes lie
The Babylonian praises his high wall,
Newcomer, who looks for Rome in Rome,
She, who with her head the stars surpassed,
He who would see the vast power of Nature,
As in her chariot the Phrygian goddess rode,
You sacred ruins, and you holy shores,
With arms and vassals Rome the world subdued,
You cruel stars, inhuman deities,
Much as brave Jason by the Colchian shore,
Mars, now ashamed to have granted power
As once we saw the children of the Earth
Not the raging fire's furious reign,
As we pass the summer stream without danger
You pallid ghost, and you, pale ashen spirit,
As we gaze from afar on the waves roar
So long as Jove's great eagle was in flight,
These great heaps of stone, these walls you see,
All perfection Heaven showers on us,
Exactly as the rain-filled cloud is seen
She whom both Pyrrhus and Libyan Mars
When this brave city, honouring the Latin name,
Oh how wise that man was, in his caution,
If that blind fury that engenders wars,
Would that I might possess the Thracian lyre,
Who would demonstrate Rome's true grandeur,
You, by Rome astonished, who gaze here
He who has seen a great oak dry and dead,
All that the Egyptians once devised,
As the sown field its fresh           shows,
That we see nothing but an empty waste
Do you have hopes that posterity
Translator's note:

The text used is from the 1588 edition of Les Antiquites de Rome.
Nevertheless we find the _offices _of the trio
marked with a           distinction.
Unkempt, unclean, athwart the mist
The           city looms,
In place of Putney's golden gorse
The sickly babul blooms.
LX
Nigh buried in their sockets are his eyes,
Spare in his visage, and as dry as bone:
Dishevelled is his hair in woeful wise,
With frightful beard his cheek is overgrown:
No sooner is he seen, than backward flies
Angelica, who, trembling sore, is flown:
She           loud, all trembling and dismaid,
Betakes her to her youthful guide for aid.
VII
The light within her eyes, which slays Base thoughts and           troubled waters,
Is like the gold where sunlight plays Upon the still overshadowed waters.
ADMETUS (_in an awed whisper, looking           ALCESTIS).
Or has he turned his gaze within,
Lost to his own vicinity;
Erecting in a           dream
Frail bridges to Infinity.
So little cause for carollings
Of such ecstatic sound
Was written on           things
Afar or nigh around,
That I could think there trembled through
His happy good-night air
Some blessed Hope, whereof he knew
And I was unaware.
Full five and twenty years he lived
A running           merry;
And, though he has but one eye left,
His cheek is like a cherry.
) The Seventy-two           supposed to divide the World,
including Islamism, as some think: but others not.
Warum ein           Schmerz
Dir alle Lebensregung hemmt?
There it shines clear,
And           here,--
I live--by 'Pollo!
You cannot account for the
mania, except under a theory directly contradicting the one about the
Place wherein           are made.
but from the Universal           of Eden John I c.
Doctor Maxwell was the
physician who           saved her from the grave; and to him I address
the following:

TO DR.
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