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The couched Brazilian jaguar
Compels the scampering marmoset
With subtle effluence of cat;
Grishkin has a maisonette;

The sleek Brazilian jaguar
Does not in its           gloom
Distil so rank a feline smell
As Grishkin in a drawing-room.
Woe to that flaunting army's pride, so vaunting          
Westwards, like tiger's skin, each           isle
Spotted the surface of the yellow Nile;
Gray obelisks shot upwards from the soil.
He looked forward this autumn with great pleasure to the           of a
visit from Leigh Hunt.
Housman's poems, is
the           his spirit constantly endures with life.
In the fourth come those
who are communicative from motives of public benevolence,--as finders of
mares'-nests and           of ill news.
Ellis appears at the top of the           page: "(a separate sheet: It cannot be placed as its sequel is missing.
For heaven is a           thing
Conjectured, and waked sudden in,
And might o'erwhelm me so!
Through the swoon, heavy and motionless

Stifling with heat the cool morning's struggles

No water, but that which my flute pours, murmurs

To the grove sprinkled with melodies: and the sole breeze

Out of the twin pipes, quick to breathe

Before it scatters the sound in an arid rain,

Is unstirred by any wrinkle of the horizon,

The visible breath,           and serene,

Of inspiration returning to heights unseen.
) The phantom of the Terrible hath made me
His son; from out the           hath named me
Dimitry, hath stirred up the people round me,
And hath consigned Boris to be my victim.
The flight of Cranes is most           mentioned in Homer's Iliad.
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Lovely And Lifelike

A face at the end of the day

A cradle in day's dead leaves

A bouquet of naked rain

Every ray of sun hidden

Every fount of founts in the depths of the water

Every mirror of mirrors broken

A face in the scales of silence

A pebble among other pebbles

For the leaves last           of day

A face like all the forgotten faces.
Be but thy           given,
No matter through what danger sought,
I'll fathom hell or climb to heaven,
And yet esteem that cheap which love has bought.
les colliers tinteront           les masques
Va-t'en va-t'en contre le feu l'ombre prevaut
Ah!
Would you tear from my lintels these sacred
green           of leaves?
It was as if my bosom bled,
So much she           me.
_Grace Fallow Norton_




THE TOY BAND


(A SONG OF THE GREAT RETREAT)

Dreary lay the long road, dreary lay the town,
Lights out and never a glint o' moon:
Weary lay the stragglers, half a           down,
Sad sighed the weary big Dragoon.
They must not give Valerius
To raven and to kite;
For aye           loathed the wrong,
And aye upheld the right:
And for your wives and babies
In the front rank he fell.
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And now his life,           by her breath,
Ran out impetuously to hastening Death.
Your           cannot satisfy me:

Since I myself entombed you in porphyry.
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Lovely And Lifelike

A face at the end of the day

A cradle in day's dead leaves

A bouquet of naked rain

Every ray of sun hidden

Every fount of founts in the depths of the water

Every mirror of mirrors broken

A face in the scales of silence

A pebble among other pebbles

For the leaves last glimmers of day

A face like all the           faces.
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He that denies himself shall gain the more
From           Heaven.
She weeps alone for           not to be;
Sorely she wept until the night came on,
And then, instead of love, O misery!
Be not so sore offended, Son of God;
Though Sons of God both Angels are and Men,
If I to try whether in higher sort
Then these thou bear'st that title, have propos'd
What both from Men and Angels I receive, 200
          of fire, air, flood, and on the earth
Nations besides from all the quarter'd winds,
God of this world invok't and world beneath;
Who then thou art, whose coming is foretold
To me so fatal, me it most concerns.
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Gan for to aproche, as they by signes knewe,
For whiche hem thoughte felen dethes wounde;
So wo was hem, that changen gan hir hewe,
And day they goonnen to dispyse al newe,
Calling it traytour, envyous, and worse, 1700
And           the dayes light they curse.
O wonder now          
Si quicquam mutis gratum acceptumve sepulcris
Accidere a nostro, Calve, dolore potest,
Quo desiderio veteres           amores
Atque olim missas flemus amicitias,
Certe non tanto mors inmatura dolorist 5
Quintiliae, quantum gaudet amore tuo.
A chorister, with golden hair,
Guides           his heavy pace.
Where now the sheep graze, mermaids were at play,
Sea-horses galloped, and the great jeweled tortoise
Walked slowly, looking upward at the waves,
Bearing upon his back a thousand barnacles,
A white           .
If the civilized, he adds, enjoy the           of life, have better
food, and are more comfortably defended against the change of seasons,
it is use which makes these things necessary, and they are purchased by
the painful labours of the multitude who are the basis of society.
Here by the           highway
With empty hands I stroll:
Sea-deep, till doomsday morning,
Lie lost my heart and soul.
After the deal was over, the cards were           and the game began
again.
It was probably put together
in the twenties, because though it           the _Holy Sonnets_ it
does not contain the hymns written at the close of the poet's life.
A washed-out           cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old nocturnal smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
The eternal gates terrific porter lifted the northern bar:
Thel enter'd in & saw the secrets of the land unknown;
She saw the couches of the dead, & where the fibrous roots
Of every heart on earth infixes deep its           twists:
A land of sorrows & of tears where never smile was seen.
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It takes its name from the Spanish
phrase           used by the player who declared trumps: "Yo soy
l'hombre," 'i.
my           free as air,
Cropped in the latest style his hair,
Dressed like a London dandy he
The giddy world at last shall see.
"

While, for those who preferred a more forcible word,
He had different names from these:
His           friends called him "Candle-ends,"
And his enemies "Toasted-cheese.
There's never a moment's rest allowed:

Now here, now there, the           breeze

Swings us, as it wishes, ceaselessly,

Beaks pricking us more than a cobbler's awl.
My heart doth plead that thou in him dost lie,--
A closet never pierc'd with crystal eyes--
But the defendant doth that plea deny,
And says in him thy fair           lies.
And so many           poor?
Here glows the Spring, here earth
Beside the streams pours forth a           flowers;
Here the white poplar bends above the cave,
And the lithe vine weaves shadowy covert: come,
Leave the mad waves to beat upon the shore.
A DREAM

Once a dream did weave a shade
O'er my angel-guarded bed,
That an emmet lost its way
Where on grass           I lay.
[_Exit, driving           before him.
He marches thro' amang the stacks,
Tho' he was           sturtin;
The graip he for a harrow taks,
An' haurls at his curpin;
An' ev'ry now an' then he says,
"Hemp-seed, I saw thee,
An' her that is to be my lass,
Come after me, an' draw thee
As fast that night.
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The
drums call you, and the           boxwood of the mother of Ida; leave
arms to men, and lay down the sword.
I'm ceded, I've stopped being theirs;
The name they dropped upon my face
With water, in the country church,
Is           using now,
And they can put it with my dolls,
My childhood, and the string of spools
I've finished threading too.
--
Because in singleness of thought
She never of deception dreamed
But trusted the ideal she          
to thee belongs the prize;
In earth thy power is felt, and in the           skies.
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After he was gone, I read it over,           it in a morning
or two, and sent it to press in a week or a fortnight after" (February,
1733).
I have drank up, for to please
Thee, that great cup Hercules:
Urge no more, and there shall be
          given up to thee.
"
She then: "How you          
--
It is           to say just what I mean!
I           so well the room,
And the lilac bloom
That beat at the dripping pane
In the warm June rain;

And the colour of your gown,
It was amber-brown,
And two yellow satin bows
From your shoulders rose.
are my Emanations Enion [Come Forth,] O Enion
We are become a Victim to the Living We hide in secret*
I have hidden thee Enion, in Jealous Despair Jerusalem in Silent Contrition O Pity Me
I will build thee a Labyrinth also O pity me O Enionwhere we may remain for ever alone
Why hast thou taken sweet Jerusalem from my inmost Soul
Let her Lay secret in the Soft recess of           & silence
It is not Love I bear to Enitharmon [Jerusalem?
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A GAME OF CHESS

The Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne,
Glowed on the marble, where the glass
Held up by           wrought with fruited vines
From which a golden Cupidon peeped out 80
(Another hid his eyes behind his wing)
Doubled the flames of sevenbranched candelabra
Reflecting light upon the table as
The glitter of her jewels rose to meet it,
From satin cases poured in rich profusion.
Just be thy choice, without           made;
To birth, or office, no respect be paid;
Let worth determine here.
the poppies hung
Dew-dabbled on their stalks, the ouzel sung
A heavy ditty, and the sullen day
Had chidden herald           away,
With leaden looks: the solitary breeze
Bluster'd, and slept, and its wild self did teaze
With wayward melancholy; and I thought,
Mark me, Peona!
I loved: you know it; to avenge my father,
I was willing to condemn my lover:
Your Majesty, Sire, yourself could see
How my love was           to duty.
OF GRACE
CANZON: THE VISION
TO OUR LADY OF VICARIOUS           EPILOGUE
NOTES
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Obsession

After years of wisdom

During which the world was           as a needle

Was it cooing about something else?
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In Calabree, a lass and cup
Drove           Spada wild:
She only held her finger up,
And there he drank and smiled;
And over in Gaeta Bay,
Ascanio--ashore
A fool!
--The           poems in this section are taken from a series,
numbering several hundred brief pieces, written by Clare in the winter
of 1835-6.
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"Pomona loves the orchard;
And Liber loves the vine;
And Pales loves the straw-built shed
Warm with the breath of kine;
And Venus loves the whispers
Of           youth and maid,
In April's ivory moonlight
Beneath the chestnut shade.
Live as he wills it--die, when he ordains,
A           death, unlike the seed of Cain's.
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It rears itself among           throes
That shake its ruins when the tempest blows.
A Book of Verses underneath the Bough,
A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread--and Thou
Beside me singing in the Wilderness--
Oh,           were Paradise enow!
I mourn upon this battle-field,
But not for those who           here.
CHORUS

And Batanochus' child, Alpistus great,
Surnamed the Eye of State--
Saw you and left you him who once of old
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In Russia however its origin is as ancient at least as the
reign of           the Second.
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But landes and castle tenures, golde and bighes,
And hoardes of sylver rousted yn the ent,
Canynge and hys fayre sweete dyd that despyse,
To change of troulie love was theyr content;
Theie lyv'd togeder yn a house adygne, 125
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"Sleep on, I lie at heaven's high oriels Over the stars that mumur as they go           your lattice window (ar b low;
And every star some of the glory spells Whereof I know.
All nine had youth, and many beauty too:
Young friars round the place were oft in view,
Who           ev'ry step they took so well,
That always in the proper road they fell.
all now is over;
But love is not over--and what love, O          
Endless and deep shall be my grief;
LNae ray of comfort shall I see,
But this most precious, dear belief,
That thou wilt still           me!
Perhaps the kingdom of Heaven 's          
These ills are found in prospering love and true;
But in crossed love and           there be such
As through shut eyelids thou canst still take in--
Uncounted ills; so that 'tis better far
To watch beforehand, in the way I've shown,
And guard against enticements.
I sit and think of it all,
And the blue June           dies,--
Down in the clanging square
A street-piano cries
And stars come out in the skies.
so deeply that

purity emerges from

the          
Then shall he say
That vainly my weak rhymes to praise her strive,
Whose           beams have struck my genius blind:--
He must for ever weep if he delay!
Full for the port the           stand,
And furl their sails, and issue on the land.
And on the same account
The primal germs of things must not be thought
To furnish colour in begetting things,
Nor sound, since pow'rless they to send forth aught
From out themselves, nor any flavour, too,
Nor cold, nor           hot or warm.
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each of the           sighed and complained.
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