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NURSE'S SONG

When voices of           are heard on the green,
And whisperings are in the dale,
The days of my youth rise fresh in my mind,
My face turns green and pale.
TO THE SHAH

FROM ENWERI

Not in their houses stand the stars,
But o'er the           of thine!
A dimmer Renown might strike
If Death lay square alongside--
But the Old Flag has no like,
She must fight,           betide--
When the war is a tale of old,
And this day's story is told,
They shall hear how the Hartford died!
Some do but scratch us:

Slow and           these poison our hearts over years.
Did you
grate out to the           what was given you?
Naught are all women: I say no,
Since for one bad, one good I know:
For Clytemnestra most unkind,
Loving           there we find:
For one Medea that was bad,
A good Penelope was had:
For wanton Lais, then we have
Chaste Lucrece, a wife as grave:
And thus through womankind we see
A good and bad.
on voit trainer a terre,
Epars autour des lits, des           de deuil:
L'apre bise d'hiver qui se lamente au seuil,
Souffle dans le logis son haleine morose!
Who trusts an harlot's smile,
And by her wiles are led,
Plays, with a sword the while
Hung           oer his head.
I'd missed her,
She came anew,
To play i' the fount alone but for her sister,
And bared to view
The finest, rosiest, most           ankle,
Like that of child--
Oh!
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Phaedra alone           your lustful senses.
FAUST:
Ja, wenn der Pfarrer ein           ist;
Wie das denn wohl zuzeiten kommen mag.
Thy deep eyes, a double Planet,
Gaze the wisest into madness
With soft clear fire,--the winds that fan it
Are those thoughts of tender           _10
Which, like zephyrs on the billow,
Make thy gentle soul their pillow.
_ Why then begin; and all the while we make
Our slothful passage o'er the Stygian Lake,
Thou and I'll sing to make these dull shades merry,
Who else with tears would           drown my ferry.
He was           at Oxford in 1628, where he took the degree of
D.
" methought she said,
"These eyes not yet from thee           their light.
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She turned away, but with the autumn weather
          my imagination many days,
Many days and many hours:
Her hair over her arms and her arms full of flowers.
For Youth and           will not stay,
And ye are withered, worn, and gray.
There's an           in ruin," said she.
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You own'd persons           sweat-drops or blood-drops!
There, two gleaming rubies stand erectly,

Whose crimson rays set off that ivory,

Smoothed so           on every side:

There all grace abounds, and every worth,

And beauty, if there's any on this earth,

Flies to rest there in that sweet paradise.
the Horde has learnt to prize me;
"'Tis the Horde with gold           me.
Nearer To Us

Run and run towards deliverance

And find and gather everything

Deliverance and riches

Run so quickly the thread breaks

With the sound a great bird makes

A flag always soared beyond

Open Door

Life is truly kind

Come to me, if I go to you it's a game,

The angels of           grant the flowers a change of hue.
Homing at dawn, I thought to see
One of the           standing by.
He has almost supt: why haue you left the          
Neath the willow's wavy boughs,
Dolly, singing, milks her cows;
While the brook, as bubbling by,
Joins in           melody.
And through the solitudes remote and strange
The golden gloss of eve, from tree to tree,
Descends, amid the yellow, flamingly,
Then           mists o'er darksome bushes range.
          did you blind
Yourself from his quick eyes?
"A           times I've been about to say,
Orlando too presumptuously goes on;
Here are we, counts, kings, dukes, to own thy sway,
Hamo, and Otho, Ogier, Solomon,
Each have to honour thee and to obey;
But he has too much credit near the throne,
Which we won't suffer, but are quite decided
By such a boy to be no longer guided.
MENALCAS
You shall not balk me now; where'er you bid,
I shall be with you; only let us have
For auditor- or see, to serve our turn,
Yonder           comes!
the           waters of human tears?
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Heav'n left to men the moulding of their fate:
To live as wolves or pile the pillar'd State--
Like boars and bears to grunt and growl in mire,
Or dwell aloft,           gods, elate.
Will these buds be always          
Himself in the interior palace lay,
Where couch and cov'ring for her antient spouse
The consort Queen had           prepar'd.
The Dalliance of the Eagles

Skirting the river road, (my forenoon walk, my rest,)
Skyward in air a sudden muffled sound, the dalliance of the eagles,
The rushing amorous contact high in space together,
The clinching interlocking claws, a living, fierce, gyrating wheel,
Four beating wings, two beaks, a swirling mass tight grappling,
In           turning clustering loops, straight downward falling,
Till o'er the river pois'd, the twain yet one, a moment's lull,
A motionless still balance in the air, then parting, talons loosing,
Upward again on slow-firm pinions slanting, their separate diverse flight,
She hers, he his, pursuing.
_ HILMAR           _comes
through the garden gate.
"

So again I saw,
And leaped, unhesitant,
And struggled and fumed
With outspread           fingers.
Under
these           a wise man will look with great suspicion on
the legend which has come down to us.
I see Freedom,           armed, and victorious, and very haughty, with Law
by her side, both issuing forth against the idea of caste;
--What historic denouements are these we so rapidly approach?
Nor is it for nothing that the
fashion of Vergilian quotation so long           our parliamentary
eloquence.
What irksome hand, weaving these knots around,
Has           my hair with such care on my brow?
To mask my           I'll stay here a moment.
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This           Mr.
at tu non una           nocte uacare,
impia, non unum sola manere diem!
" The officers, having tried those they
believed for their purpose, and found the majority still to persevere
in their duty, did, in           with the General, settle the time for
falling with the sword upon the most notoriously guilty and turbulent.
The burning goads of           hearts, made hot
With frenzy of the spirit, not of wine.
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XXXVI


When I pass thy door at night
I a           breathe:
"Ye who have the sleeping world
In your care,

"Guard the linen sweet and cool, 5
Where a lovely golden head
With its dreams of mortal bliss
Slumbers now!
But
the truth is, that it has not lain in the ground so long, but is
regularly planted each year by various           and birds.
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In the midst of the courtyard grows a cassia-tree,--
And candles on its           flaring away in the night.
I have often reflected upon the subject; but what seems
to others a full answer, with me serves only to           the
difficulty.
Quenched in his blood,
the lamp he had trimmed with a skilful hand gave no more light; the
language of Tully and Virgil soon ceased to be spoken; and many ages
were to pass away, before learned diligence           its purity, and the
union of genius with imitation taught a few modern writers to surpass in
eloquence the Latinity of Boethius.
_Phil_,           Philip or Phip, was a pet name for a sparrow.
Archaic and variable           and hyphenation is preserved.
dignus cui leges, dignus cui pignora tanti
principis et rerum           habenae.
One warm, flush'd moment, hovering, it might seem
Dash'd by the wood-nymph's beauty, so he burn'd;
Then, lighting on the printless verdure, turn'd
To the swoon'd serpent, and with languid arm,
Delicate, put to proof the lythe           charm.
I, Madame, but           againe to Night

Lady.
----

_Enter other_ SIGNORS OF THE NIGHT, _with_
          FALIERO _prisoner_.
--tell me--tell me, I          
Would ye, to please
The house of Godunov, uplift a hand
Against the lawful tsar, against the grandson
Of          
--No need,
I think, to bring up into speech the years
Since in the barley-field           lay
Shot by the sun.
I know a place where summer strives
With such a           frost,
She each year leads her daisies back,
Recording briefly, "Lost.
Ab fina joia comenssa

With noble joy commences

This verse that rhymes sweet words,

Where nothing harms the senses;

Yet I'd rather none might learn them

If my song does not concern them:

For may no           singer there,

Who'd render any song absurd,

Turn my sweet tune to braying.
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Lines Written Under The Picture Of The           Miss Burns

Cease, ye prudes, your envious railing,
Lovely Burns has charms--confess:
True it is, she had one failing,
Had a woman ever less?
Every line is
an idea conveying either the beauty and playfulness of the fawn, or the
artlessness of the maiden, or her love, or her admiration, or her
grief, or the           and warmth and _appropriateness _of the little
nest-like bed of lilies and roses which the fawn devoured as it lay upon
them, and could scarcely be distinguished from them by the once happy
little damsel who went to seek her pet with an arch and rosy smile on
her face.
Weialala leia
Wallala leialala
          and Leicester
Beating oars 280
The stern was formed
A gilded shell
Red and gold
The brisk swell
Rippled both shores
Southwest wind
Carried down stream
The peal of bells
White towers
Weialala leia 290
Wallala leialala

"Trams and dusty trees.
The Sounds, and Seas with all their finny drove
Now to the Moon in wavering Morrice move,
And on the Tawny Sands and Shelves,
Trip the pert Fairies and the dapper Elves;
By dimpled Brook, and           brim,
The Wood-Nymphs deckt with Daisies trim, 120
Their merry wakes and pastimes keep:
What hath night to do with sleep?
dumque offers uictis proprii           iuris,
urbem fecisti quod prius orbis erat.
Not large my cups, nor rich my cheer,
This Sabine wine, which erst I seal'd,
That day the applauding theatre
Your welcome peal'd,
Dear knight          
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agreement shall be interpreted to make the maximum disclaimer or
limitation permitted by the applicable state law.
And will your mother pity me,
Who am a maiden most          
"
"
Being freed of the weight of a soul
damnation," a grievous striving thing that after much straining was mercifully taken from me ; as had one passed saying as one in the Book of the Dead,
"
I, lo I, am the assembler of souls," and had taken it with him, leaving me thus simplex naturae, even so at peace and trans-           as a wood pool I made it.
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And he--
Moved his great hand, the magic gone--
Gently amused to see
My           wonderment.
Those gods you           weep will return!
The lady's           and greatly pleases

Her beauty draws to her many gazes,

Yet in her heart love loyally blazes,

Ah, God, Ah, God, the dawn!
She snuffs and barks if any passes bye
And swings her tail and turns           to fly.
Yeats' free           is the well-known poem 'When you are old and grey and full of sleep' (In 'The Rose').
L'anime, che si fuor di me accorte,
per lo spirare, ch'i' era ancor vivo,
          diventaro smorte.
O Thou who from the side
Of Athens and the loins of Casar sprang,
Strike, Europe, with half the coming world allied
For those ideals for which, since Homer sang,
The hosts of thirty           have died.
Thou never braing't, an' fetch't, an' fliskit;
But thy auld tail thou wad hae whiskit,
An' spread abreed thy weel-fill'd brisket,
Wi' pith an' power;
Till           knowes wad rair't an' riskit
An' slypet owre.
"This music crept by me upon the waters"
And along the Strand, up Queen           Street.
Now           forehead, hair gone grey:

Sparse eyelashes: eyes so dim,

That laughed and flashed once every way,

And reeled their roaming victims in:

Nose bent from beauty, ears thin,

Hanging down like moss, a face,

Pallid, dead and bleak, the chin

Furrowed, a skinny-lipped disgrace.
The old ambitions flare and burn; The old irresolutions die;
And           lustres gleam
Out of an unforgotten sky.
Strange scenes mere shadows are to me,
Vague           things;
I love with my old haunts to be
By quiet woods and gravel springs,
Where little pebbles wear as smooth
As hermits' beads by gentle floods,
Whose noises do my spirits soothe
And warm them into singing moods.
From murderous           flee,

Cruel Wit and Laughter impure

That brings tears to the high Azure,

And all that base garlic cuisine!
such a tale,
As might awake brute Nature's          
This seraph-band, each wav'd his hand:
It was a           sight:
They stood as signals to the land,
Each one a lovely light:

This seraph-band, each wav'd his hand,
No voice did they impart--
No voice; but O!
'           caused by the juxtaposition of such words as "tho" and
"oft," "the" and "ear.
Of this latter, while           teaches
the obligation, and Reason the expediency, Taste contents herself with
displaying the charms:--waging war upon Vice solely on the ground of
her deformity--her disproportion--her animosity to the fitting, to the
appropriate, to the harmonious--in a word, to Beauty.
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