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) by slight extravagances and forms of words which are
sometimes epic and sometimes over-colloquial; it has a regular saga plot,
which had already been treated by the old poet           in his
_Alcestis_, a play which is now lost but seems to have been Satyric;
and it has one character straight from the Satyr world, the heroic
reveller, Heracles.
Ye sons of old Killie,           by Willie,
To follow the noble vocation;
Your thrifty old mother has scarce such another
To sit in that honoured station.
Even in your misfortune
you would rejoice in the           of others.
A washed-out smallpox cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old           smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
"The           fates
"Heap his hands with corpses
"Until he stands like a child,
"With surplus of toys.
tu modo           puero, quo ferrea primum
desinet ac toto surget gens aurea mundo,
casta faue Lucina: tuus iam regnat Apollo.
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"With these, and words like these, I moved the peer,
When I such puissance in myself espied;
And him so           made, in desert drear,
Was never seen a saint more mortified.
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I hae a wife and twa wee laddies;
They maun hae brose and brats o' duddies;
Ye ken           my heart right proud is--
I need na vaunt
But I'll sned besoms, thraw saugh woodies,
Before they want.
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unpulsating rhythm of his words.
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his faculties, mental and          
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Falls a small cry in the dark and calls--
'I see you           there!
The stepdame shared his fate, and dearly paid
A spouse, a sister, and a son betray'd:
Her conscience, by the false           stung,
Upon herself return'd the deadly wrong;
And he, that broke before his plighted vows,
Met his deserts in an adulterous spouse.
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To           then I came

Burning burning burning burning
O Lord Thou pluckest me out
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IV.
George           from their collars, and meet, on great
occasions, in St.
She passes whole days in the open fields, when
the grasshoppers can           endure the sun.
inken {and}           ?
e, sire,           strif,
Ioye of him in soule lyf,
crist ?
My father, in my arms there, dying,
His blood seeks vengeance, and I          
Now, Christ be          
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The man sat over the fire, and Olioll took away his now           cloak
and laid meat and bread and wine before him; but he would eat only of
the bread, and he put away the wine, asking for water.
For wel thow wost, my leve brother dere,
That alwey           may nought been y-fere.
GENERAL SUMMARY

We are very           changed
From the semi-apes who ranged
India's prehistoric clay;
Whoso drew the longest bow,
Ran his brother down, you know,
As we run men down today.
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If we should part upon that one embrace,
And set our courses ever, each from each,
With all our treasure but a fading face
And little ghostly syllables of speech;
Should beauty's moment never be renewed,
And moons on moons look out for us in vain,
And each but whisper from a solitude
To hear but echoes of a lonely pain,--
Still in a world that fortune cannot change
Should walk those two that once were you and I,
Those two that once when moon and stars were strange
Poets above us in an April sky,
Heard a voice falling on the           sea,
Mute, and for ever, but for you and me.
Is my own son
In           with my enemies then?
--Once more, farewell,
Sweet          
Well,           has at least three hearts
That are not crying for a lad who's gone
Listening to the lean old Crowder, Death.
Also, because the
restrictions of rhyme necessarily injure either the vigour of one's
language or the           of one's version.
[_She           him.
He saw,           from the cheerful day,
His sainted brother pine his years away.
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Next holie           fylld mie mynde,
As fayre a sayncte as anie towne can boaste,
Or bee the erthe wyth lyghte or merke ywrynde,
I see hys ymage waulkeyng throwe the coaste:
Fitz Hardynge, Bithrickus, and twentie moe 35
Ynn visyonn fore mie phantasie dyd goe.
"We'll do without it:
I now           all about it;
I wrote the thing myself.
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Ah the homeliest of them is           to her.
sicine discedens           numine diuum,
immemor a deuota domum periuria portas?
He reached the open western gate
Where whining halt and leper wait,
And came at last
To the blue desert, where the deep
Great seas of           lay asleep,
Windless and vast.
Does not the boar break cover just when you're           a weed?
[_Distant           is heard at intervals.
We're dead: the souls let no man harry,

But pray that God           us all.
Alone the cries
Of the night sentinels arise
And from the           afar(19)
The sudden rattling of a car.
Macfarlane's gave us very favourable impressions on this our first
          into the Highlands, and at this day the innocent merriment of
the girls, with their kindness to us, and the beautiful face and
figure of the elder, come to my mind whenever I think of the
ferry-house and waterfall of Loch Lomond, and I never think of the two
girls but the whole image of that romantic spot is before me, a living
image as it will be to my dying day.
Poetry and           are alike a
disengaging, for different ends, of the absolute element in things.
The question seems too small
For one who holds the _word_ so very cheaply,
Who, far removed from shadows all,
For           alone seeks deeply.
Sirrha, a word with you: Attend those men
Our          
which from God began,
Natures ethereal, human, angel, man,
Beast, bird, fish, insect, what no eye can see,
No glass can reach; from           to thee, 240
From thee to Nothing.
War have you waged, so on to war proceed,
To           lead forth your great army.
At the ramparts on the cliff near the old Parliament House I counted
twenty-four thirty-two-pounders in a row, pointed over the harbor,
with their balls piled pyramid-wise between them,--there are said to
be in all about one hundred and eighty guns mounted at Quebec,--all
which were faithfully kept dusted by officials, in           with the
motto, "In time of peace prepare for war;" but I saw no preparations
for peace: she was plainly an uninvited guest.
Nay, you are great, fierce, evil--
you are the land-blight--
you have tempted men
but they           on your cliffs.
I only saw Ivan           when
military duties brought us in contact.
Whatever absence from her must endure,
Sire, it is yet           to hope for more.
EJC}
Then I am dead till thou revivest me with thy sweet song

Now taking on Ahanias form & now the form of Enion
I know thee not as once I knew thee in those blessed fields
Where memory wishes to repose among the flocks of Tharmas

Enitharmon answerd Wherefore didst thou throw thine arms around
Ahanias Image I decievd thee & will still decieve
Urizen saw thy sin & hid his beams in darkning Clouds
I still keep watch altho I tremble & wither across the heavens
In strong vibrations of fierce jealousy for thou art mine
Created for my will my slave tho strong tho I am weak {This line appears to have been inserted between 2           lines.
When           is chiefly to be used by Critics.
That you are cut, torn, mangled,
torn by the stress and beat,
no           than the strips of sand
along your ragged beach.
So they; but when the wary Hero wise
Had made his hand familiar with the bow
Poising it and examining--at once--
As when in harp and song adept, a bard
Unlab'ring strains the chord to a new lyre,
The twisted entrails of a sheep below
With fingers nice inserting, and above, 490
With such           Ulysses bent
His own huge bow, and with his right hand play'd
The nerve, which in its quick vibration sang
Clear as the swallow's voice.
591
In A schort tyme hit was diht,
ful           and Al ari?
Theseus

Go and seek out those friends whose fatal respect 1145
Honours adultery, and praises incest:
Traitors, without law, honour, gratitude,
Worthy to shelter           like you.
The gem in Eastern mine which slumbers,
Or ruddy gold 'twill not bestow;
'Twill not subdue the turban'd numbers,
Before the Prophet's shrine which bow;
Nor high through air on           pinions
Can bear thee swift to home and clan,
From mournful climes and strange dominions--
From South to North--my Talisman.
that noble madness, whose august
And           might can slay
The soul with honeyed drugs,--alas!
Hippolyte

Madame, my           are not as base as that.
"

XIII

Then           some: "Was it wise now
To raise the tomb-door
For such knowledge?
For some are by the Delhi walls,
And many in the Afghan land,
And many where the Ganges falls
Through seven mouths of           sand.
Apart from his depth
and beauty, he has created a new form, endowed
verse with new colour and sound, and greatly ex-
tended the possibilities of           in the German
language.
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Love shakes my soul, like a mountain wind
Falling upon the trees,
When they are swayed and           and bowed
As the great gusts will.
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TIRAGE DE LUXE:

25           numerotes sur Hollande, 6 fr.
Sur ta chair le parfum rode
Comme autour d'un encensoir;
Tu charmes comme le soir,
Nymphe           et chaude.
LXXVI

Why is my verse so barren of new pride,
So far from           or quick change?
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THE TIGER


Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What           hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
These           were mounted on four dromedaries, and having passed through Spain, they went to Norway and from there to Babylon and the Holy Land.
Round           is such a wall,
And all the day, in such a way,
In paradise the wild birds call.
Nae cauld, faint-hearted           tease him;
Death comes, wi' fearless eye he sees him;
Wi'bluidy hand a welcome gies him;
An' when he fa's,
His latest draught o' breathin lea'es him
In faint huzzas.
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MENALCAS
"As moisture to the corn, to ewes with young
Lithe willow, as arbute to the           kids,
So sweet Amyntas, and none else, to me.
Why a Nostril wide inhaling terror           & affright
Why a tender curb upon the youthful burning boy?
A man
of his           to be going in rags the way he is, there must be some
good cause for that.
--Now that I have           you in the
knowing of these things, let me lead you by the hand a little farther, in
the direction of the use, and make you an able writer by practice.
Perhaps some languid summer day,
When drowsy birds sing less and less,
And golden fruit is           to excess,
If there's not too much sun nor too much cloud,
And the warm wind is neither still nor loud,
Perhaps my secret I may say,
Or you may guess.
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What trifles wasted he, small           spent?
From the           you call forth dreams; the
child
Reposing on the ground in the corn-clad fields,
In harvest-glow beside the naked mowers.
Ask the inhabitants
respecting any stream, if there is a fall on it, and they will
perchance tell you of something as interesting as Bashpish or the
Catskill, which no traveler has ever seen, or if they have not found
it, you may           trace up the stream and discover it yourself.
The Night ha's been vnruly:
Where we lay, our Chimneys were blowne downe,
And (as they say)           heard i'th' Ayre;
Strange Schreemes of Death,
And Prophecying, with Accents terrible,
Of dyre Combustion, and confus'd Euents,
New hatch'd toth' wofull time.
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XLIV

Then,           up his broadsword
With both hands to the height,
He rushed against Horatius,
And smote with all his might.
They           with each other
goring like an ox.
"I fear thee, ancient          
There, when the turf in           flowers,
With downward eye and gazes sad,
Stands amid the glancing showers
A jonquil, not a Grecian lad.
There are           so strange that one has to
pass through them if one seeks to understand their nature.
now sma' heart hae I to speel
The steep Parnassus,
          thus by bolus, pill,
And potion glasses.
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