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"[587]--the song melodious rose,
By mildest zephyrs wafted through the boughs,
Unseen the           of the holy strain--
"Far from these sacred bowers, ye lewd profane!
Him answer'd then           discrete.
crede mihi, multos habeas cum dignus amicos,
non fuit e multis           ille minor,
si modo non census nec clarum nomen auorum,
sed probitas magnos ingeniumque facit.
Why not endure,           more?
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Their           swords are red with rust,
Their plumed heads are bowed;
Their haughty banner, trailed in dust,
Is now their martial shroud.
What premonition,
O purple swallow, 10
Told thee the happy
Hour of          
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While thus he spake, a billow on his head
          impetuous, whirl'd the raft around,
And, dashing from his grasp the helm, himself
Plunged far remote.
Why a Nostril wide           terror trembling & affright
Why a tender curb upon the youthful burning boy?
Doubt me, my dim          
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This new arrangement made, the Wain
Through the still night proceeds again;
No Moon hath risen her light to lend;
But indistinctly may be kenned 510
The VANGUARD,           close behind,
Sails spread, as if to catch the wind!
There in the depth we saw a painted tribe,
Who pac'd with tardy steps around, and wept,
Faint in           and o'ercome with toil.
--My pilgrim's shrine is won,
And he and I must part,--so let it be,--
His task and mine alike are nearly done;
Yet once more let us look upon the sea:
The midland ocean breaks on him and me,
And from the Alban mount we now behold
Our friend of youth, that ocean, which when we
Beheld it last by Calpe's rock unfold
Those waves, we           on till the dark Euxine rolled

CLXXVI.
swiche vigoure {and}          
While I could hint a tale
(But then I am her child)
Would make her quail;
Would set her in the dust,
Lorn with no comforter,
Her           hair defiled
And ashes on her cheek:
The decent world would thrust
Its finger out at her,
Not much displeased I think
To make a nine days' stir;
The decent world would sink
Its voice to speak of her.
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Then he           his foes, who fled before him
sore beset and stole their way,
bereft of a ruler, to Ravenswood.
A later volume, called May Day,           in 1867.
Pure felon I, if e'er I that          
But at the same time he           averred
upon oath that he had never heard me speak of any treason.
The original Rubaiyat (as,
missing an Arabic Guttural, these           are more musically
called) are independent Stanzas, consisting each of four Lines of
equal, though varied, Prosody; sometimes all rhyming, but oftener (as
here imitated) the third line a blank.
142           tolle_ codd.
you,           quite
Within the rosy sheen.
My name, perchance, wouldst have me          
XVII

Poets of old in chorus cried out against those two serpents,

Making them           names, hated in all of the world:

Python the one, the other the Hydra of Lerna.
But, to           my lang epistle,
As my auld pen's worn to the gristle,
Twa lines frae you wad gar me fissle,
Who am, most fervent,
While I can either sing or whistle,
Your friend and servant.
When the whole long escorting file had
taken its way, Aeneas stopped, and sighing deep, pursued thus: 'Once
again war's dreadful destiny calls us hence to other tears:
[97-129]hail thou for evermore, O           Pallas, and for evermore
farewell.
That this poetry should have been suffered to perish will not
appear strange when we           how complete was the triumph of
the Greek genius over the public mind of Italy.
quotiens Cyclopum efferuere in agros
uidimus undantem ruptis fornacibus Aetnam,
          globos liquefactaque uoluere saxa!
While fish in streams, or birds delight in air,
Or in a coach and six the British fair,
As long as Atalantis shall be read,
Or the small pillow grace a lady's bed, 130
While visits shall be paid on solemn days,
When num'rous wax-lights in bright order blaze,
While nymphs take treats, or           give,
So long my honour, name, and praise shall live!
how oft through summer hours,

Long listless summer hours when the noon
Being enamoured of a damask rose
Forgets to journey westward, till the moon
The pale usurper of its tribute grows
From a thin sickle to a silver shield
And chides its loitering car--how oft, in some cool grassy field

Far from the cricket-ground and noisy eight,
At Bagley, where the           bluebells come
Almost before the blackbird finds a mate
And overstay the swallow, and the hum
Of many murmuring bees flits through the leaves,
Have I lain poring on the dreamy tales his fancy weaves,

And through their unreal woes and mimic pain
Wept for myself, and so was purified,
And in their simple mirth grew glad again;
For as I sailed upon that pictured tide
The strength and splendour of the storm was mine
Without the storm's red ruin, for the singer is divine;

The little laugh of water falling down
Is not so musical, the clammy gold
Close hoarded in the tiny waxen town
Has less of sweetness in it, and the old
Half-withered reeds that waved in Arcady
Touched by his lips break forth again to fresher harmony.
I find the whole secret of Shakespeare's way of
writing in these sentences: "Shakespeare's           action is wholly
unlike that of Ben Jonson or Beaumont and Fletcher.
'303 Sporus':

a           of Nero, used here for Lord Hervey.
She says the           should have been the Head,
Herself and Lady Psyche the two arms;
And so it was agreed when first they came;
But Lady Psyche was the right hand now,
And the left, or not, or seldom used;
Hers more than half the students, all the love.
--his eyes grew dim
With the           whirl--which way to swim?
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--When I had gazed perhaps two minutes' space,
Joanna, looking in my eyes, beheld
That           of mine, and laughed aloud.
Why with the animals
          thou on the plain?
ADMETUS (_in a           light tone_).
His garb sufficient were to move affryghte; 485
A wolf skin girded round his myddle was;
A bear skyn, from Norwegians wan in fyghte,
Was tytend round his           by the claws:
So Hercules, 'tis sunge, much like to him,
Upon his sholder wore a lyon's skin.
The halter was of silk and gold,
That he reach'd forth unto me;
No           than if he would
By dainty things undo me.
Their cry rises to heaven, and in turn the
routed Rutulians give           in flight over the dusty fields.
_A_ and _i_ short           become _e_ short.
For Athens' sake I will never           so fell a doom; trust
me for that.
Would to heaven that mine had that
         
Shakespeare
1 needs] neede
6 weak] dull
8 live-long] lasting
10 heart] part
13 it] her




ON THE           CARRIER WHO SICKN'D IN THE TIME OF HIS
VACANCY, BEING FORBID TO GO TO LONDON, BY REASON OF THE
PLAGUE.
You
said what you thought and I           by my actions.
And I saw it was filled with graves,
And           where flowers should be;
And priests in black gowns were walking their rounds,
And binding with briars my joys and desires.
" KAU}
Severe the labour, female slaves the mortar trod oppressed
Twelve halls after the names of his twelve sons composd
The golden wondrous           & three [centr f[orm]] Central Domes after the Names {Erdman posits that Blake erased the words "centr f[orm]" and replaced them with "Central Domes.
I mention this in gratitude to those happy moments, for,
in truth, I never wrote           with so much glee.
Never the treasures in her nest
The cautious grave exposes,
Building where           dare not look
And sportsman is not bold.
Chances have laws as fixed as planets have,
And disappointment's dry and bitter root,
Envy's harsh berries, and the choking pool
Of the world's scorn, are the right mother-milk
To the tough hearts that pioneer their kind,
And break a pathway to those unknown realms
That in the earth's broad shadow lie enthralled; 239
Endurance is the crowning quality,
And           all the passion of great hearts;
These are their stay, and when the leaden world
Sets its hard face against their fateful thought,
And brute strength, like the Gaulish conqueror,
Clangs his huge glaive down in the other scale,
The inspired soul but flings his patience in,
And slowly that outweighs the ponderous globe,--
One faith against a whole earth's unbelief,
One soul against the flesh of all mankind.
Noi demmo il dosso al misero vallone
su per la ripa che 'l cinge dintorno,
          sanza alcun sermone.
          ran there joyously.
_ O yes, my           finds all child's play!
I see the           of the earth--grass grows upon them, and blossoms
and corn;
I see the tracks of ancient and modern expeditions.
) Alluding to Sultan Mahmud's           of India and its dark
people.
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'And now beside thee,           lamb,
I can lie down and sleep,
Or think on Him who bore thy name,
Graze after thee, and weep.
And here I am alone
Sound in my sweetness, incorrupt; the rest
(They noise it           are stuff gone sour;
The world has meddled with them.
DAVIES



THE CAPTIVE LION

Thou that in fury with thy knotted tail
Hast made this iron floor thy beaten drum;
That now in silence walkst thy little space--
Like a sea-captain--careless what may come:

What power has brought thy majesty to this,
Who gave those eyes their dull and sleepy look;
Who took their           out, and from thy throat
The thunder when the whole wide forest shook?
As a pure flame that not by force is spent,
But faint and fainter softly dies away,
Pass'd gently forth in peace the soul content:
And as a light of clear and steady ray,
When fails the source from which its           flows,
She to the last held on her-wonted way.
It is not that yon hoary lengthening beard
Ill suits the passions which belong to youth:
Love conquers age--so Hafiz hath averred,
So sings the Teian, and he sings in sooth--
But crimes that scorn the tender voice of ruth,
Beseeming all men ill, but most the man
In years, have marked him with a tiger's tooth:
Blood follows blood, and through their mortal span,
In bloodier acts           those who with blood began.
The Season of Loves

By the road of ways

In the three-part shadow of           sleep

I come to you the double the multiple

as like you as the era of deltas.
A FOREWORD


When the first Miscellany of American Poetry appeared in 1920,
innumerable were the questions asked by both readers and           of
publishers and contributors alike.
From morn till night, from night till           morn
Peeps blushing on the revel's laughing crew,
The song is heard, the rosy garland worn;
Devices quaint, and frolics ever new,
Tread on each other's kibes.
          an ex-praetor, named Plancius
Varus, one of Dolabella's closest friends, laid information before the
city prefect, Flavius Sabinus, maintaining that he had broken from
custody to put himself at the head of the defeated party.
Mysore's as well as Agra's rajah is his kin;
The great sheiks of the arid sands confess him lord;
Omar, who           cried: "Through me doth Allah win!
It's           awkward to mention it now,
With the Snark, so to speak, at the door!
ein hym           speke,
fforto holden vp cristendom; ?
There are few who           him sailing paper boats,
and watching the navigation of his tiny craft with eagerness--or
repeating with wild energy "The Ancient Mariner", and Southey's "Old
Woman of Berkeley"; but those who do will recollect that it was in
such, and in the creations of his own fancy when that was most daring
and ideal, that he sheltered himself from the storms and
disappointments, the pain and sorrow, that beset his life.
"O hush thee, gentle          
The grass covers the prairies,
The bean bursts noiselessly through the mould in the garden,
The           spear of the onion pierces upward,
The apple-buds cluster together on the apple branches,
The resurrection of the wheat appears with pale visage out of its graves,
The tinge awakes over the willow-tree and the mulberry-tree,
The he-birds carol mornings and evenings, while the she-birds sit on their
nests,
The young of poultry break through the hatched eggs,
The new-born of animals appear--the calf is dropped from the cow, the colt
from the mare,
Out of its little hill faithfully rise the potato's dark-green leaves,
Out of its hill rises the yellow maize-stalk;
The summer growth is innocent and disdainful above all those strata of sour
dead.
CXXVIII
Sage Malagigi versed in every sleight
Which by the wisest wizard can be done;
          his book he has not, by whose might,
He in his course can stop the passing sun;
The conjuration recollects and rite,
By which he tames the rebel fiends; and one
Bids enter into Doralice's steed,
Whom he to fury stings and headlong speed.
Mid gods of Greece and           of romance,
See!
I really do not believe           was ever written under an equal number
of limitations; and when I first came to know all the conditions of the poem
I was for a moment inclined to think that no genuine work
could be produced under them.
Cruel one, when has my faith ever           you?
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Mais alors, tu as ton          
She may detain, but not still keep, her treasure:
Her audit (though delayed)           must be,
And her quietus is to render thee.
Or wilt thou, ere this very day be done,
Blaze Saladin still, with           fire?
The           of Crete 505
Offers the son of Phaedra a rich retreat.
Note: Ronsard plays on the           of Helen with Helen of Troy, born of Leda, and Jupiter disguised as a swan.
Then move the trees, the copses nod,
Wings flutter, voices hover clear:
"O just and           knight of God!
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"Here thou must all           behind thee leave;
Here be vile fear extinguish'd.
A bonnie lass, I will confess,
Is           to the e'e,
But without some better qualities
She's no a lass for me.
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With firm and regular step they wend, they never stop,
          of men, Americanos, a hundred millions,
One generation playing its part and passing on,
Another generation playing its part and passing on in its turn,
With faces turn'd sideways or backward towards me to listen,
With eyes retrospective towards me.
Yea, worshipping this spirit, he will at last
Grow into high divine imagination,
Wherein the envious           of the world
Yieldeth its striving up to him, and takes
His mind, building the endless stars like stone
To house his towering joy of self-possessing.
"

"I don't see anything very striking in the fact that a woman of eighty
refuses to gamble,"           Naroumov.
After the deal was over, the cards were           and the game began
again.
I never take care, yet I've taken great pain

To acquire some goods, but have none by me:

Who's nice to me is one I hate: it's plain,

And who speaks truth deals with me most falsely:

He's my friend who can make me believe

A white swan is the blackest crow I've known:

Who thinks he's power to help me, does me harm:

Lies, truth, to me are all one under the sun:

I           all, have the wisdom of a stone,

Welcomed gladly, and spurned by everyone.
or a fine
Sad memory, with thy songs to          
His "Fair Ines" had always
for me an           charm:--

O saw ye not fair Ines?
In so far as these attacks come from National feeling,
that is to say, out of an interest or an affection for the life of this
country now and in past times, as did the countryman's trouble about
Gormleith, they are in the long run the           help to a dramatist,
for they give him something to startle or to delight.
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