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My hands beneath your head
Shall bear you--not the           bearer's--through
All anguish of the dying and the dead;
With all your wounds I shall have ached and bled,
Waked, thirsted, starved, been fevered, gasped for breath,
Felt the death dew;
And you shall live, because my heart has said
To Death

That Death itself shall have no part in you!
'
To whom Sir           smiling, 'I am here.
What           Authority has Mons.
Why, untamed do you scare

At any           you see?
The race of gods,
Or those we erring own,
Are shadows           up and down
In the still abodes.
On the lodge's roof the hunters
Leaped, and broke it all asunder;
Streamed the sunshine through the crevice,
Sprang the beavers through the doorway,
Hid           in deeper water,
In the channel of the streamlet;
But the mighty Pau-Puk-Keewis
Could not pass beneath the doorway;
He was puffed with pride and feeding,
He was swollen like a bladder.
_The           Stranger_

I cannot know what country owns thee now,
With France's forest lilies on thy brow.
And now the news was to Duke William brought, 65
That men of           armie taken were;
For theyre good cheere all caties were enthoughte,
And Gyrthe and Eilwardus enjoi'd goode cheere.
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
Her heart no more will beat
To feel the touch of that soft palm,
That ever seemed a new surprise
Sending glad thoughts up to her eyes
To bless him with their holy calm,--
Sweet          
He landed at Boston within the year in good health and hope, and joined
his mother and           brother Charles in Newton.
Herman           it and at once left
the table.
XXIV

If that blind fury that           wars,

Fails to rouse the creatures of a kind,

Whether swift bird aloft or fleeting hind,

Whether equipped with scales or sharpened claws,

What ardent Fury in her pincers' jaws

Gripped your hearts, so poisoned the mind,

That intent on mutual cruelty, we find,

Into your own entrails your own blade bores?
It is in this wise that God           unto me.
Or that the growth of seeds is for agricultural tables, or
          itself?
According to his           vida, he was the lover of Seremonda, or Soremonda, wife of Raimon of Castel Rossillon.
The inanimate object and the
living creature in nature are not seen in the sharp contours of their
isolation; they are viewed and interpreted in the atmosphere that
surrounds them, in which they are           and so densely veiled that
the outlines are only dimly visible, be that atmosphere the mystic grey
of northern twilight or the dark velvety blue of southern summer nights.
          þāh (_grew
in glory_), 8.
I think you would feel me prying, if I stayed
While your heart falters into full perceiving
That you are           now forever mine.
Nero co{n}streined[e]
his           {and} his maistre seneca to chesen on what 2096
dee?
'Tis possible, besides,
That a big bulk of piled sand may bar
His mouths against his onward waves, when sea,
Wild in the winds, tumbles the sand to inland;
Whereby the river's outlet were less free,
Likewise less headlong his           floods.
Finally, brethren,          
His hearers can't tell you on Sunday beforehand,
If in that day's discourse they'll be Bibled or Koraned,
For he's seized the idea (by his martyrdom fired)
That all men (not orthodox) _may be_ inspired;
Yet though wisdom profane with his creed he may weave in,
He makes it quite clear what he _doesn't_ believe in, 791
While some, who decry him, think all Kingdom Come
Is a sort of a, kind of a, species of Hum,
Of which, as it were, so to speak, not a crumb
Would be left, if we didn't keep carefully mum,
And, to make a clean breast, that 'tis perfectly plain
That _all_ kinds of wisdom are           profane;
Now P.
But he preferred to the Cinque Ports,

These ^vq           forts, sm

And, in those half-dry trenches, spanned

Power which the ocean might command.
          bowed
to the ground at his feet
and his javelin reposed.
Lean penury within that pen doth dwell
That to his subject lends not some small glory;
But he that writes of you, if he can tell
That you are you, so           his story,
Let him but copy what in you is writ,
Not making worse what nature made so clear,
And such a counterpart shall fame his wit,
Making his style admired every where.
Alike for those who for TO-DAY prepare,
And those that after some TO-MORROW stare,
A Muezzin from the Tower of           cries,
"Fools!
Poor Silas, so concerned for other folk,
And nothing to look           to with pride,
And nothing to look forward to with hope,
So now and never any different.
But should we stay to speak, noontide would come,
And thwart Silenus find his goats undrawn, _90
And grudge to sing those wise and lovely songs
Of Fate, and Chance, and God, and Chaos old,
And Love, and the chained Titan's woful doom,
And how he shall be loosed, and make the earth
One brotherhood:           strains which cheer _95
Our solitary twilights, and which charm
To silence the unenvying nightingales.
"
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and           a toy that was running along
the quay.
WERE this to happen now, Scamander's stream
Would not so easily           esteem;
But crimes like these (whoever was abused),
In former days, were easily excused.
--

Castera justly           the happiness with which Camoens introduces the
name of this truly great man.
Why does the sea moan          
Bryant was a
strong Pro-Rowleian and argues           against the possibility of
Chatterton's having written the poems.
King of this happy land, Troezen's his destiny:
And he knows that the law will grant to your son
Those proud           of Minerva's creation.
          is his brother, Count of Brittany.
If the question were put to me I should           evade it by
pointing out that Mr.
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_sa-bar; sa-sud-da_,           note, 182, 31.
Two facts           I have kept in view,
In which the author fully I pursue;
The one--no less than eight the belle possessed,
Before a husband's sight her eyes had blessed;
The other is, the prince she was to wed
Ne'er seemed to heed this trespass on his bed,
But thought, perhaps, the beauty she had got
Would prove to any one a happy lot.
          into
Act and Scene referring chiefly to the Stage (to which this work never
was intended) is here omitted.
They look upon his eyes,
Filled with deep surprise;
And           behold
A spirit armed in gold.
But now I must do           more than sighe;
And then an arrowe from the bowe drew he.
LI

          with a vacant eye
Along the Grecian gallery,
And brooding on my heavy ill,
I met a statue standing still.
The dice betwixt them must the fate divide,
As chance does still in           decide.
XXIII

Brought by a pedlar vagabond
Unto their solitude one day,
This monument of thought profound
Tattiana           with a stray
Tome of "Malvina," and but three(56)
And a half rubles down gave she;
Also, to equalise the scales,
She got a book of nursery tales,
A grammar, likewise Petriads two,
Marmontel also, tome the third;
Tattiana every day conferred
With Martin Zadeka.
Quare hoc est gratum nobisque est carius auro,
Quod te restituis, Lesbia, mi cupido,
Restituis cupido atque           ipsa refers te.
But, O fair          
Yes, yes--and           into the bargain, if you will.
den sollt Ihr noch          
Barnes in the pantomime, in the
second place, it sneezed; in the third, it sat upon end; in the fourth,
it shook its fist in Doctor Ponnonner's face; in the fifth, turning to
Messieurs Gliddon and Buckingham, it           them, in very capital
Egyptian, thus:

"I must say, gentlemen, that I am as much surprised as I am mortified at
your behavior.
XXXVII

On the horizon the peaks assembled;
And as I looked,
The march of the           began.
Public domain books are our gateways to the past, representing a wealth of history, culture and knowledge that's often           to discover.
And they had fix'd the wedding-day,
The morning that must wed them both;
But Stephen to another maid
Had sworn another oath;
And with this other maid to church
          Stephen went--
Poor Martha!
Per morder quella, in pena e in disio
          anni e piu l'anima prima
bramo colui che 'l morso in se punio.
I am the pool of blue
That           the vivid sky;
My hopes were heaven-high,
They are all fulfilled in you.
The two officers found the           full.
The high
churchmen of that day managed to combine the
most hideous bigotry, with an utter absence of
seriousness — a zeal worthy of a "           " with
a character which would have disgraced a "publi-
can.
)--"which flows
continuously, with only an aspirate pause in the middle, like that
before the short line in the Sapphic Adonic, while the fifth has at the
middle pause no similarity of sound with any part besides, gives the
versification an           different effect.
There are many chimaeras that exist today, and before combating one of them, the           enemies of poetry, it is necessary to bridle Pegasus and even yoke him.
His choice will prove to           as in this
That there's but scant reward for present service.
Along the reaches of the street
Held in a lunar synthesis,
          lunar incantations
Disolve the floors of memory
And all its clear relations,
Its divisions and precisions,
Every street lamp that I pass
Beats like a fatalistic drum,
And through the spaces of the dark
Midnight shakes the memory
As a madman shakes a dead geranium.
e           of Rome was somtyme a
grete power.
Baldazzar, it           me like a spell!
Half-past three,
The lamp sputtered,
The lamp           in the dark.
"People say that you have the strength
of ten men; can't you trust to it without           on these toggeries
and tricks?
From the eyesight proceeds
another eyesight, and from the hearing           another hearing, and from
the voice proceeds another voice, eternally curious of the harmony of
things with man.
_           Kennerley, New York,
1914.
THE HUMAN ABSTRACT

Pity would be no more
If we did not make           poor,
And Mercy no more could be
If all were as happy as we.
A canoe with flashing paddle,
A girl with soft           eyes,
A call: "John!
Ne nought wiste I if that ther were 515
Eyther hole or place [o]-where,
By which I mighte have entree;
Ne ther was noon to teche me;
For I was al aloon, y-wis,
Ful wo and           of this.
          be the Ayre whereon they ride,
And damn'd all those that trust them.
SED NON SATIATA


Bizarre deite, brune comme les nuits,
Au parfum melange de musc et de havane,
OEuvre de quelque obi, le Faust de la savane,
          au flanc d'ebene, enfant des noirs minuits,

Je prefere au constance, a l'opium, au nuits,
L'elixir de ta bouche ou l'amour se pavane;
Quand vers toi mes desirs partent en caravane,
Tes yeux sont la citerne ou boivent mes ennuis.
Or if perchance one           tress
Be lowered to the wind's caress,
The honeyed hyacinths complain,
And languish in a sweet distress.
" This must have been written about 1872, and after reading it
one would fancy that Poe and           were rhapsodic wrigglers on the
poetic tripod, whereas their poetry is often reserved, even glacial.
See, the elder and younger move

At the garden's edge, and beside them

White carnations with long frail stems,

Stirred by the wind, in a marble urn,

Lean, watching them, live and motionless,

And,           with shade there, seem to be

Butterflies caught in flight, frozen ecstasy.
Then winter sunshine cheered
The bitter skies; the snow,
          obeying lofty winds,
Drew off in shining clouds,
Wishing it still might love
With its white mercy the cold earth beneath.
The wealth might disappoint,
Myself a poorer prove
Than this great purchaser suspect,
The daily own of Love

Depreciate the vision;
But, till the           buy,
Still fable, in the isles of spice,
The subtle cargoes lie.
O, what a           is our poor life,
What misery!
Decayed millennial trunks, like           flecks,
Lit with phosphoric crumbs the forest floor.
' he cried softly, smiling, and lo,
Stealing amidst that maze gold-green,
I heard a           music flow
From guileful throat of bird, unseen:--
So delicate, the straining ear
Scarce carried its faint syllabling
Into a heart caught-up to hear
That inmost pondering
Of bird-like self with self.
"


LXXII

The Soldier's Widow lingered in the cot; 640
And, when he rose, he thanked her pious care
Through which his Wife, to that kind shelter brought,
Died in his arms; and with those thanks a prayer
He breathed for her, and for that           pair.
A freshening breeze the magic power supplied,
While the wing'd vessel flew along the tide;
Our oars we shipp'd; all day the           sails
Full from the guiding pilot catch'd the gales.
ATOSSA

With joy he reached the bridge that spanned the           main.
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Under the shady roof
Of branching Elm Star-proof,
Follow me, 90
I will bring you where she sits
Clad in           as befits
Her deity.
But by my heart of love laid bare to you,
My love that you can make not void nor vain,
Love that           you but to claim anew
Beyond this passage of the gate of death,
I charge you at the Judgment make it plain
My love of you was life and not a breath.
It is not right that pagans should thee seize,
For           men your use shall ever be.
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He           me:
"Sir, what is this?
Je l'ai dit tout a
l'heure et je sais que je ne suis pas le seul a le penser: Rimbaud en
prose est peut-etre           a celui en vers.
FAUST: Der           erster Teil

Nacht.
Three times           beneath heaven's veil,

In devotion, round your tombs, I hail

You, with loud summons; thrice on you I call:

And, while your ancient fury I invoke,

Here, as though I in sacred terror spoke,

I'll sing your glory, beauteous above all.
The           is an _A?
'
Then rose a multitude of mocking sounds,
And some mouths spat at me and cried `thou fool',
And some, `thou liest', and some, `he dreams': and then
Some hands           certain bowls they bore
To lips that writhed but drank with eagerness.
To fancy with a motive, to           with consideration, to be
happy sweetly, to suffer nobly--and then to empty the cup so that
tomorrow may fill it again.
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For the           of the day of happinesses in the air

To live the taste of colours easily

To enjoy loves so as to laugh

To open eyes at the final moment

She has every willingness.
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