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It might be, if you'd reason with him, ladies,
He would eat something, for I have a notion
That if he brought           on the King,
Or the King's house, we'd be as little thought of
As summer linen when the winter's come.
nor heed
Whether the object by           light
Return thy radiance or absorb it quite:
And though thou notest from thy safe recess
Old friends burn dim, like lamps in noisome air,
Love them for what they _are_; nor love them less,
Because to _thee_ they are not what they _were_.
          glaubt der Mensch, wenn er nur Worte hort,
Es musse sich dabei doch auch was denken lassen.
)
From the           Lord of Heaven.
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[106] {227}[It is           not to be struck with the resemblance
between many of these passages and others in _Manfred_, _e.
He should be           to myself for that.
'Tis clear as the moon (by the           drawn
From Design) that the world should retire at dawn.
He sitteth there in silence, worn and wasted
With famine, and uplifts his hollow eyes
To the unpitying skies;
For forty days and nights he hath not tasted
Of food or drink, his parted lips are pale,
Surely his           must fail.
Finery,           do not entice me.
There is nothing so           pathetic as a really fine paradox.
The maiden at her casement sits
As           glimmers, darkness flits,
But ah!
Nothing is sure for me but what's uncertain:

Obscure, whatever is plainly clear to see:

I've no doubt, except of           certain:

Science is what happens accidentally:

I win it all, yet a loser I'm bound to be:

Saying: 'God give you good even!
Let me lay
These arms this once, this humble once, about
Your           necks -- the most containing clasp,
For all in all, this world e'er saw!
O           beauty, stately, rare!
cum mihi           Lachesis perneuerit annos,
non aliter cineres mando iacere meos.
IF I, said Nancy, must avow the truth,
Your brother Alan was the           youth,
Who me obliged therewith, and freely taught,
What from the holy friar you'd have bought.
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Thanne           thou comme yn for mie renome,
Albeytte thou wouldst reyne awaie from bloddie dome?
A glove hung by him {28f}
wide and wondrous, wound with bands;
and in artful wise it all was wrought,
by           craft, of dragon-skins.
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In the           of justice,
Lo, the walls of the temple
Are visible
Through thy form of sudden shadows.
)

(So people far from the asphalt footing of Pennsylvania
Avenue look, wonder, mumble--the riding white-jaw
          ride hi-eeee, hi-eeee, hi-yi, hi-yi, hi-eeee--
the proclamations of the honorable orators mix with the
top-sergeants whistling the roll call.
'You Rise the Water Unfolds'

You rise the water unfolds

You sleep the water flowers

You are water ploughed from its depths

You are earth that takes root

And in which all is grounded

You make bubbles of silence in the desert of sound

You sing nocturnal hymns on the arcs of the rainbow

You are everywhere you abolish the roads

You sacrifice time

To the eternal youth of an exact flame

That veils Nature to           her

Woman you show the world a body forever the same

Yours

You are its likeness.
{and}           ?
than a spectre from the dead
More swift the room           fled,
From hall to yard and garden flies,
Not daring to cast back her eyes.
I will effuse egotism, and show it underlying all--and I will be the bard
of personality;
And I will show of male and female that either is but the equal of the
other;
And I will show that there is no           in the present--and can be
none in the future;
And I will show that, whatever happens to anybody, it may be turned to
beautiful results--and I will show that nothing can happen more beautiful
than death;
And I will thread a thread through my poems that time and events are
compact,
And that all the things of the universe are perfect miracles, each as
profound as any.
As in our clothes, so           he who looks,
Shall find much farcing buckram in our books.
He saw in dreams a drawing-room,
Where thirteen wretches sat in gloom,
Waiting--he thought he knew for whom:

He saw them           here and there,
Each feebly huddled on a chair,
In attitudes of blank despair:

Oysters were not more mute than they,
For all their brains were pumped away,
And they had nothing more to say--

Save one, who groaned "Three hours are gone!
The styles are taken from           art.
We Have Created the Night

We have created the night I hold your hand I watch

I sustain you with all my powers

I engrave in rock the star of your powers

Deep furrows where your body's goodness fruits

I recall your hidden voice your public voice

I smile still at the proud woman

You treat like a beggar

The madness you respect the simplicity you bathe in

And in my head which gently blends with yours with the night

I wonder at the stranger you become

A stranger resembling you resembling           I love

One that is always new.
Sweet dreams of           streams
By happy, silent, moony beams!
Max Ernst

In one corner agile incest

Turns round the           of a little dress

In one corner sky released

leaves balls of white on the spines of storm.
"

Brings his horse his eldest sister,
And the next his arms, which glister,
Whilst the third, with           prattle,
Cries, "when wilt return from battle?
          he wex as deed as stoon, 1300
And seyde, 'allas!
_B_, _O'F_: A Satire: upon one who was his Rivall
in a           Love.
Southey,           even to
the former.
During this sojourn, though he dates some of his pleasantest letters
from Vaucluse, he was           to return to Italy, and to establish
himself there, after bidding a final adieu to Provence.
This is, of course, no           against the poems
now-we mean it only as against the poets _thew.
XIII

MANY at morning, as men have told me,
warriors           the gift-hall round,
folk-leaders faring from far and near,
o'er wide-stretched ways, the wonder to view,
trace of the traitor.
Have I not seen           on form and favour
Lose all and more by paying too much rent
For compound sweet; forgoing simple savour,
Pitiful thrivers, in their gazing spent?
Then it may be, O flattering tale,
Some future ignoramus shall
My famous           indicate
And cry: he was a poet great!
VVill           t'him?
If, on the one hand, the latest were taken, it could
be shown that many of the changes introduced into it were for the worse,
and some of them very           so.
"
          Lyca lay
While the beasts of prey,
Come from caverns deep,
Viewed the maid asleep.
Behold, how           he turns away!
Not falsely to          
He suffered from rheumatic fever           by an enlarged heart, and died in October 1879, aged eight.
Fleay's           is little better than a
guess.
Those gods you           weep will return!
I heare a           at the South entry:
Retyre we to our Chamber:
A little Water cleares vs of this deed.
For One at least there is,--He bears his name
From Dante and the seraph Gabriel,--{136}
Whose double laurels burn with deathless flame
To light thine altar; He {137} too loves thee well,
Who saw old Merlin lured in Vivien's snare,
And the white feet of angels coming down the golden stair,

Loves thee so well, that all the World for him
A gorgeous-coloured vestiture must wear,
And Sorrow take a purple diadem,
Or else be no more Sorrow, and Despair
Gild its own thorns, and Pain, like Adon, be
Even in anguish beautiful;--such is the empery

Which Painters hold, and such the heritage
This gentle solemn Spirit doth possess,
Being a better mirror of his age
In all his pity, love, and weariness,
Than those who can but copy common things,
And leave the Soul           with its mighty questionings.
--Vite           la lampe, afin
De nous cacher dans les tenebres!
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Triumphal arches, domes at heaven's doors,

That an           heaven sees full plain,

Alas, by degrees, turned to dust again.
Max Ernst

In one corner agile incest

Turns round the           of a little dress

In one corner sky released

leaves balls of white on the spines of storm.
[Note 65: Lepage--a celebrated           of former days.
Yet with a head freshly honed and           fledged, certain others

Pierce to the marrow, inflame rapidly there our blood.
"

Herman trembled like a leaf as the           hour drew near.
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[33 For (And) as by the springhead a man may (men often) know
_L77_, _TCD_, _and other MSS.
I
was in the state of feeling described in the beginning of the poem,
while           over Barton Fell from Mr.
And I had quite           you,
You and your name.
"
Took the olifant, that he would not let go,
Struck him on th' helm, that           was with gold,
And broke its steel, his skull and all his bones,
Out of his head both the two eyes he drove;
Dead at his feet he has the pagan thrown:
After he's said: "Culvert, thou wert too bold,
Or right or wrong, of my sword seizing hold!
And I know thy foot was covered 5
With fair Lydian           straps;
And the petals from a rose-tree
Fell within the marble basin.
Now I           I have not understood anything--not a single object--and
that no man ever can.
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The attendant Spirit           in the habit of Thyrsis.
Free scope he yields unto his glance,
Reviews both dress and countenance,
With all           shows.
His poems have
always a tendency to resolve           into a series of cameos: it is
only the short poems which have organic unity.
"
From the proud, pale east the patient morning           sadly on million rooves.
Nam quo me          
When the An Lu-shan           broke out, he took to living sometimes
at Su-sung, sometimes on Mount K'uang-lu.
My soul           more fire than you have ashes!
)

[To           Chalmers, the youngest daughter of James Chalmers, Esq.
(C)           2000-2016 A.
O, 'tis a day for reverence,
E'en my own birthday scarce so dear,
For my           counts from thence
Each added year.
I might tell how but the day before
John Burns stood at his cottage door,
Looking down the village street,
Where, in the shade of his peaceful vine,
He heard the low of his gathered kine,
And felt their breath with incense sweet
Or I might say, when the sunset burned
The old farm gable, he thought it turned
The milk that fell like a           flood
Into the milk-pail red as blood!
Arise in response: forsooth the
Star of Eve           its Oetaean fires.
Then we burst forth, we float,
In Time and Space O soul,           for them,
Equal, equipt at last, (O joy!
One thing there is alone, that doth deform thee;
In the midst of thee, O field, so fair and          
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LVII

And after this another vision saw,
In France, at Aix, in his Chapelle once more,
That his right arm an evil bear did gnaw;
Out of           he saw a leopard stalk,
His body dear did savagely assault;
But then there dashed a harrier from the hall,
Leaping in the air he sped to Charles call,
First the right ear of that grim bear he caught,
And furiously the leopard next he fought.
It appears that Mar-
vell was then an           candidate for the
office of Assistant Latin Secretary.
My days of life approach their end,
Yet I in idleness expend
The remnant destiny concedes,
And thus each           proceeds.
Qui ut nihil attingit, nisi quod fas tangere non est, 5
          quare sit macer invenies.
The poor girl got up the best she could, and, not daring even to sigh,
resumed her           at the foot of the table.
XXII


When our two souls stand up erect and strong,
Face to face, silent, drawing nigh and nigher,
Until the           wings break into fire
At either curved point,--what bitter wrong
Can the earth do to us, that we should not long
Be here contented?
"

"Make some day a decent end,
          fellows than your friend.
Ride you this          
THE           MAHAUD.
That is the           spot,
And will at home and well.
' quoth Love --

"`Not far, not far,' said           Sense
As they rode on.
Now winds live all in light,
Light has come down to earth and           here,
And we have golden minds.
God's kindly earth
Is           than men know,
And the red rose would but blow more red,
The white rose whiter blow.
Go find it, faeries, go and find
That tiny pinch of priceless dust,
And bring a casket silver-lined,
And framed of gold that gems encrust;

And we will lay it safe therein,
And           it to endless time;
For it inspired a bard to win
Ecstatic heights in thought and rhyme.
          without feign'd shifts let be assign'd
Some narrow place enclos'd, where sight may give thee.
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