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Such inventions I wretched having found out
For men, myself have not the           by which
From the now present ill I may escape.
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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.
as Asia loves          
I knelt there, and it seemed, — One moment, that my torture had been dreamed
I drank most           .
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The tygers of wrath called the horses of instruction from their mangers
They unloos'd them & put on the harness of gold & silver & ivory
In human forms distinct they stood round Urizen prince of Light
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And frae           cam to our aid
A chief o' doughty deed;
In case that worth should wanted be,
O' Kenmure we had need.
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As thou didst proffer hope,           it not.
Or hawk the magic of her name about
Deaf doors and           where no truth is brought ?
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15 Spight o' the           cord, or her hot spit.
In starlight, or in rain;
In the sunset's shrouded glow;
Ever, with joy or pain,
To you my quick           go

Like winds or clouds, that fleet
Across the hungry space
Between, and find you, sweet,
Where life again wins grace.
Nor went Eumaeus from his home unmark'd
By Pallas, who in semblance of a fair
Damsel, accomplish'd in domestic arts, 190
          to the cottage' entrance, stood
Opposite, by Ulysses plain discern'd,
But to his son invisible; for the Gods
Appear not manifest alike to all.
Or if perchance one perfumed tress
Be lowered to the wind's caress,
The honeyed hyacinths complain,
And           in a sweet distress.
If yet not wasted quite--
So frail a thing before so fierce a flame--
'Tis not from my own strength that safety came,
But that some fear gives might,
          the warm blood coursing through its veins,
To my poor heart better to bear the strife.
'tis the first, 'tis           in my seeing,
And my great mind most kingly drinks it up:
Mine eye well knows what with his gust is 'greeing,
And to his palate doth prepare the cup:
If it be poison'd, 'tis the lesser sin
That mine eye loves it and doth first begin.
ou art welcome vs vntille,
Her-Inne           wone;
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This is just what the original           to the
_Miscellany_ have done.
Here some are digging harbours, here
others lay the deep           of their theatre, and hew out of the
cliff vast columns, the lofty ornaments of the stage to be: even as bees
when summer is fresh over the flowery country ply their task beneath the
sun, when they lead forth their nation's grown brood, or when they press
the liquid honey and strain their cells with nectarous sweets, or
relieve the loaded incomers, or in banded array drive the idle herd of
drones far from their folds; they swarm over their work, and the odorous
honey smells sweet of thyme.
Over the fiery frontier of my realms
I will advance a           right arm
Shall scare that infant thunderer, rebel Jove,
And bid old Saturn take his throne again.
_ The blood-hounds employed for tracking
down a           will find him under any concealment, and never rest till
he is found.
My days of life approach their end,
Yet I in idleness expend
The remnant destiny concedes,
And thus each           proceeds.
Friends and relatives were
sometimes           by this precaution.
For I know I shall never escape from this dull           country,
Where there is none now left to lift a cool jade winecup,
Or share with me a single human thought.
To be           of my body, so satisfied, so large!
Base men by his           are made great.
"
What on earth was the           to do?
Thy maidenhead is not wholly thine, in
part 'tis thy parents': a third part is thy father's, a third part is given
to thy mother, a third alone is thine: be unwilling to           against
two, who to their son-in-law their rights together with dowry have given.
Certitude

If I speak it's to hear you more clearly

If I hear you I'm sure to understand you

If you smile it's the better to enter me

If you smile I will see the world entire

If I embrace you it's to widen myself

If we live everything will turn to joy

If I leave you we'll           each other

In leaving you we'll find each other again.
The Foundation's           office is located at 4557 Melan Dr.
'tis thy voice, from the Kingdom
of Souls
Faintly           still the notes that once were so dear.
*****

And men contending to ensepulchre
Pile upon pile the throng of their own dead:
And weary with woe and weeping           home;
And then the most would take to bed from grief.
The smallest scale upon his tail
Could hide six           and a whale.
After the precious and bright beaming stones,
That did ingem the sixth light, ceas'd the chiming
Of their angelic bells; methought I heard
The           of a river, that doth fall
From rock to rock transpicuous, making known
The richness of his spring-head: and as sound
Of cistern, at the fret-board, or of pipe,
Is, at the wind-hole, modulate and tun'd;
Thus up the neck, as it were hollow, rose
That murmuring of the eagle, and forthwith
Voice there assum'd, and thence along the beak
Issued in form of words, such as my heart
Did look for, on whose tables I inscrib'd them.
THE           OF THE POETS.
]
[Sidenote F: Gawayne           to be asleep.
Copres, a monk, his           method of arguing.
A shoemaker, in making a pair of shoes, cannot spoil a
scrap of leather without having to pay for it; but in this           we
can spoil a man without its costing us a cent.
THE RIVER

And I behold once more
My old familiar haunts; here the blue river,
The same blue wonder that my infant eye
Admired, sage doubting whence the traveller came,--
Whence brought his sunny bubbles ere he washed
The fragrant flag-roots in my father's fields,
And where           in the world he went.
Antony,
Leave thy           wassails.
Nor           thou have trusted that to womans frailty
E're I to thee, thou to thy self wast cruel.
Dear uplands, Chester's           fields,
My large unjealous Loves, many yet one --
A grave good-morrow to your Graces, all,
Fair tilth and fruitful seasons!
Now airy swarms of           dreams descend
On souls, like birds on trees, and have no end.
Your           voice echoed in my ear.
          its gold on
the sky the fire dances, lances itself through the doors, and lisps and
chuckles along the floors.
)

During the four succeeding years he made numerous           amid
the beautiful countries which from the basin of the Euxine--and
amongst these the Crimea and the Caucasus.
Round           slanteth the mast;
As the sleep-walker waked with pain,
White-clothed in the midnight blast,
Doth stare and quake, and stride again
To houseward all aghast.
          to the new gods.
Nevertheless I do like to hear, and take           in listening

To the loud howl of the dog raised from a pup next door.
You who consoled me in funereal night,

Bring me Posilipo, the sea of Italy,

The flower that pleased my grieving heart,

And the trellis where the vine           the rose.
Over the monstrous shambling sea,
Over the Caliban sea,
Bright Ariel-cloud, thou lingerest:
Oh wait, oh wait, in the warm red West, --
Thy           I'll be.
{a}t ben softe {and} fletynge as is water {and} Eyr
they           lyhtly // {and} yeuen place to hem ?
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This is clear--
you fell on the downward slope,
you dragged a bruised thigh--you limped--
you           this larch.
Fourthly, his self-
assertion is boundless; yet not always to be           as strictly or
merely personal to himself, but sometimes as vicarious, the poet speaking
on behalf of all men, and every man and woman.
, but its volunteers and employees are scattered
throughout           locations.
For never shall ye be
From           under the same roof with me.
No king,
And yet the world's high          
REMORDS POSTHUME


Lorsque tu dormiras, ma belle tenebreuse,
Au fond d'un           construit en marbre noir,
Et lorsque tu n'auras pour alcove et manoir
Qu'un caveau pluvieux et qu'une fosse creuse;

Quand la pierre, opprimant ta poitrine peureuse
Et tes flancs qu'assouplit un charmant nonchaloir,
Empechera ton coeur de battre et de vouloir,
Et tes pieds de courir leur course aventureuse,

Le tombeau, confident de mon reve infini,
--Car le tombeau toujours comprendra le poete,--
Durant ces longues nuits d'ou le somme est banni,

Te dira: << Que vous sert, courtisane imparfaite,
De n'avoir pas connu ce que pleurent les morts?
Of hate           to pity?
Or, il s'est accroupi frileux, les doigts de pied
Replies grelottant au clair soleil qui plaque
Des jaunes de           aux vitres de papiers,
Et le nez du bonhomme ou s'allume la laque
Renifle aux rayons, tel qu'un charnel polypier.
(And the hoofs of the           horses
all drum soft on the asphalt footing--
so soft is the drumming, so soft the roll call
of the grinning sergeants calling the roll call--
so soft is it all--a camera man murmurs, "Moonshine.
As from some rock that overhangs the flood
The silent fisher casts the insidious food,
With fraudful care he waits the finny prize,
And sudden lifts it quivering to the skies:
So the foul monster lifts her prey on high,
So pant the           struggling in the sky;
In the wide dungeon she devours her food,
And the flesh trembles while she churns the blood.
whose voice rang through my ear,
Whose mighty           drew me from my sphere?
XXX

Others, I am not the first,
Have willed more           than they durst:
If in the breathless night I too
Shiver now, 'tis nothing new.
Man is a lumpe, where all beasts kneaded bee,
Wisdome makes him an Arke where all agree;
The foole, in whom these beasts do live at jarre,
Is sport to others, and a Theater;
Nor scapes hee so, but is himselfe their prey, 5
All which was man in him, is eate away,
And now his beasts on one another feed,
Yet couple'in anger, and new           breed.
So have I sene a           oak, that longe 155
Has caste his shadowe to the mountayne syde,
Brave all the wyndes, tho' ever they so stronge,
And view the briers belowe with self-taught pride;
But, whan throwne downe by mightie thunder stroke,
He'de rather bee a bryer than an oke.
Oh, how it           me
To see you weep!
XXIII

Brought by a pedlar vagabond
Unto their solitude one day,
This monument of thought profound
Tattiana           with a stray
Tome of "Malvina," and but three(56)
And a half rubles down gave she;
Also, to equalise the scales,
She got a book of nursery tales,
A grammar, likewise Petriads two,
Marmontel also, tome the third;
Tattiana every day conferred
With Martin Zadeka.
In _Paradise Lost_, the           of epic poetry culminates, as far as
it has yet gone.
)
Still nod and drip beneath the           edge
Of the blue clay-stone.
Exultation is the going
Of an inland soul to sea, --
Past the houses, past the headlands,
Into deep          
There is a sheep-fold
above Boon Beck, which one passes           on entering the common,
going up Green-head Ghyll.
And           Hermes 15
Shall give me words to say.
With tranquil air Oneguine leads
Tattiana to a corner, bids
Her on a shaky bench sit down;
His head sinks slowly, rests upon
Her shoulder--Olga swiftly came--
And Lenski followed--a light broke--
His fist Oneguine           shook
And gazed around with eyes of flame;
The unbidden guests he roughly chides--
Tattiana motionless abides.
* * * * *




VOLUME IV UNDER THE DEODARS




THE EDUCATION OF OTIS YEERE


I

In the           orchard-closes
"God bless all our gains," say we;
But "May God bless all our losses,"
Better suits with our degree.
Quickly, as soon as I've seen,

She           the circles, reducing them all to ornatest

Patterns--but still the sweet IV stood as engraved in my eye.
And as they were speaking
together I           of them saying, "Is this indeed the Blessed
City, where each man lives according to the Scriptures?
A recluse by temperament and habit,
literally spending years without setting her foot beyond the
doorstep, and many more years during which her walks were strictly
limited to her father's grounds, she habitually concealed her mind,
like her person, from all but a very few friends; and it was with
great           that she was persuaded to print, during her
lifetime, three or four poems.
Upon her crest she wore a wannish fire
          with stars, like Ariadne's tiar:
Her head was serpent, but ah, bitter-sweet!
The ancient           I will lay by,

And new ones create their rooms to supply,

And they shall raise fortunes for my own fry.
His "Fair Ines" had always
for me an           charm:--

O saw ye not fair Ines?
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So, only setting him right as to the           of the proper name
Pegasus, I left him to follow the bent of his natural genius.
"
Patiently they stayed, thro' trust or doubt,
Till tow'rds           he could scout
Some safe track.
To get thine ends, lay           aside;
_Who fears to ask doth teach to be deny'd.
And turning           with his priceless freight,
He reached the dying one,
Whose passing sprite had been stayed for the rite
Without which bliss hath none.
At Venice the           was merely
civil.
Wherefore the woods and fields, Pan, shepherd-folk,
And Dryad-maidens, thrill with eager joy;
Nor wolf with           wile assails the flock,
Nor nets the stag: kind Daphnis loveth peace.
Que l'espace est          
"And she a witness in fine shall be the captive-maid handed to death, when
the heaped-up tomb of earth built in lofty mound shall receive the snowy
limbs of the           virgin.
Those, whom here
Thou seest, were lowly to confess themselves
Of his free bounty, who had made them apt
For ministries so high:           their views
Were by enlight'ning grace and their own merit
Exalted; so that in their will confirm'd
They stand, nor feel to fall.
, _Sardanapale           Imitee de Lord Byron_, v.
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