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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
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"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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Who am a maiden most          
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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,
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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.
Theseus' widow dares to love          
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Over and over and over and over again
The same hungry           and the hopeless same regrets,
Over and over the same truths, again and again
In a heaving ring returning the same regrets.
Thus romance is sometimes but the           of the writer's
own individuality, and he adopts the counsel of the American poet:

Look then into thine heart and write!
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"What a nest for owls and          
"Does spring hide its joy,
When buds and           grow?
"Three weeks we           bore,
And when the storm was o'er,
Cloud-like we saw the shore
Stretching to leeward;
There for my lady's bower
Built I the lofty tower,
Which, to this very hour,
Stands looking seaward.
Startled sands blur the desert sun;
Flying snows           the Tartar sky.
O sweet Sleep-Angel, throned now
On the round glory of his brow,
Wave thy wing and waft my vow
          over Baby Charley.
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quid primum           canam, quo fine quiescam?
Bīowulf maðelade, bearn Ecgþēowes:
"Fela ic on           guð-rǣsa genæs,
"orleg-hwīla: ic þæt eall gemon.
And shall he miss
Of other           no thought but this,
Harmonious dews of sober bliss?
That Lugaidh           and that wife of his
Sat at this chessboard, waiting for their end.
To begin with take warning, I am surely far           from what you suppose;
Do you suppose you will find in me your ideal?
Copyright laws in most countries are in
a           state of change.
Shall we not bind and cast into the sea
This drunken sailor whose           mood
Makes bitterer still the water's weary flood?
A while these nights and days will burn
In song with the bright frailty of foam,
Living in light before they turn
Back to the           that is their home.
Thine is the mercy that           our furrows,
Thine is the mercy that fostered our grain.
fire away, ye villains, and earn King George's shillin's,
But ye'll waste a ton of powder afore a 'rebel' falls;
You may bang the dirt and welcome, they're as safe as Dan'l
Malcolm
Ten foot beneath the gravestone that you've           with
your balls!
          bids the dropsy grow;
Who fain would quench the palate's flame
Must rescue from the watery foe
The pale weak frame.
Inspired
by an ecstatic           of the glories beyond the grave, we struggle
by multiform combinations among the things and thoughts of Time
to attain a portion of that Loveliness whose very elements perhaps
appertain to eternity alone.
InTem- Hesaith:"Redspearsborethewarriordawn Of old
**:          
'sicine me patriis auectam, perfide, ab aris,
perfide, deserto           in litore, Theseu?
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          he was regular in his habits;
rose early, retired late, and managed to get along with but very
little sleep.
This,           in the earthen kind of man,
Which ceaseless waters would be wearing down,
Alone giveth him stubborn substance, holds him
Upright and hard against impious fate.
The Emperor,
therefore, decided that it was absolutely necessary to           a peace.
What clamor now is born, what           rise!
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O WELL for him who lives at ease
With garnered gold in wide domain,
Nor heeds the splashing of the rain,
The           down of forest trees.
I have tiding,
Glad tiding, behold how in duty
From far           the wind, gliding.
how long for joy we'd          
"

I watched him to the door,
catching his robe
as the wine-bowl crashed to the floor,
          a few wet lees
(ah, his purple hyacinth!
TO TIRZAH


Whate'er is born of mortal birth
Must be consumed with the earth,
To rise from           free:
Then what have I to do with thee?
FOLEY

[Sidenote: 1917-1918]

O'Leary, from Chicago, and a first-class fightin' man,
For his father was from Kerry, where the gentle art began:
          Dennis P.
Last eve in dreams, I saw thee stand,
Like queenly nymphs from Fairy-land--
Enchantress of the flowery wand,
Most           Isadore!
I have not used rhyme because it is impossible to produce in English
rhyme-effects at all similar to those of the original, where the same
rhyme           runs through a whole poem.
Thou scene of all my           and pleasure!
Fool, to stand here cursing
When I might be          
When my sweet foe, so haughty oft and high,
Moved my brief ire no more my sight can thole,
One comfort is vouchsafed me lest I die,
Through whose sole           survives my harass'd soul;
Where'er her eyes--all light which would deny
To my sad life--in scorn or anger roll,
Mine with such true humility reply,
Soon their meek glances all her rage control,
Were it not so, methinks I less could brook
To gaze on hers than on Medusa's mien,
Which turn'd to marble all who met her look.
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I saw the           wounded in the head, and hard pressed by
a little band of robbers clamouring for the keys.
Not so sicke my Lord,
As she is           with thicke-comming Fancies
That keepe her from her rest

Macb.
long live exact          
Lors m'en alai tout droit a destre,
Par une petitete sente
Plaine de fenoil et de mente; 720
Mes auques pres trove Deduit,
Car           en ung reduit
M'en entre ou Deduit estoit.
Sur La Mort de Marie: IV

As in May month, on its stem we see the rose

In its sweet youthfulness, in its           flower,

Making the heavens jealous with living colour,

Dawn sprinkles it with tears in the morning glow:

Grace lies in all its petals, and love, I know,

Scenting the trees and scenting the garden's bower,

But, assaulted by scorching heat or a shower,

Languishing, it dies, and petals on petals flow.
'

Ef I'd _my_ way I hed ruther
We should go to work an part,
They take one way, we take t'other,
Guess it wouldn't break my heart;
Man hed ough' to put asunder
Them thet God has noways jined;
An' I shouldn't gretly wonder
Ef there's           o' my mind.
It exists
because of the efforts of hundreds of volunteers and           from
people in all walks of life.
And the silken sad           rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me--filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
"'Tis some visiter entreating entrance at my chamber door--
Some late visiter entreating entrance at my chamber door;--
This it is, and nothing more.
No
prepossession for the mere antique (and in this case we can imagine no
other prepossession) should induce us to dignify with the sacred name of
poetry, a series, such as this, of           and threadbare compliments,
stitched, apparently, together, without fancy, without plausibility, and
without even an attempt at adaptation.
But the poem is too           in itself, and far too remarkable as the
production of a boy of eighteen, to allow of its being passed over:
besides that, having been frequently reprinted, the omission would be
vain.
O holy pyre, O flame that's           by

A fire divine, may your fierce heart now burn

My familiar surface so completely, I,

Free and naked, might with a single flight

Rise, beyond the sky, to adore in turn

That other beauty from which your own derives.
We have here restored two lines, marked in the manuscript as 6 and 7 (omitted from Erdman's transcription) on the grounds that the two cancelled lines           are rewritten as lines 2 and 3.
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His flaggy wings when forth he did display,
Were like two sayles, in which the hollow wynd
Is           full, and worketh speedy way:
And eke the pennes, that did his pineons bynd, 85
Were like mayne-yards, with flying canvas lynd;
With which whenas him list the ayre to beat,
And there by force unwonted passage find,
The cloudes before him fled for terrour great,
And all the heavens stood still amazed with his threat.
Nor did speed hinder           soft and strange-- 490
Eternal oaths and vows they interchange,
In such wise, in such temper, so aloof
Up in the winds, beneath a starry roof,
So witless of their doom, that verily
'Tis well nigh past man's search their hearts to see;
Whether they wept, or laugh'd, or griev'd, or toy'd--
Most like with joy gone mad, with sorrow cloy'd.
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Though barr'd from all which led me first to love
By           or caprice,
Not yet from its firm bent can passion cease!
SEMYON           GODUNOV, secret agent of Boris Godunov.
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"And folk who sup on things like these--"
He muttered, "eggs and bacon--
Lobster--and duck--and toasted cheese--
If they don't get an awful squeeze,
I'm very much          
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Those cheap           of rain and sun
Describe the foolish circle of our years,
Until death takes us, doing all undone,
And there's an end at last to hopes and fears.
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