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A Heaven, which           represents on earth.
And           Hyde to raise a greater dust.
While nature to his birth presents
This masque of           elements,
A numerous fleet of cormorants black,
That sailed insulting o'er the wrack,
Received into their cruel care.
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THE BLUES:

A           ECLOGUE.
Hymen O Hymenaeus, Hymen hither O          
And the           of French lace
Which you held to your face--
Had a small tear left a stain?
          sends to me: "You know his Grace,
I want a patron; ask him for a place.
Does the sower
Sow by night,
Or the plowman in           plough?
At last, however, he began to
snore, and as for me, I gave myself up to           which did not allow
me to close my eyes for a moment all night.
Or           the fires lit by their breath?
I will           it ?
Some think it service in the place
Where we, with late, celestial face,
Please God, shall          
She

Had by the gods since time out of mind at their banquets been dreaded,

Yelling with           voice orders to great and to small.
CANUTIUS may be the person           by Suetonius _De Claris
Rhetoribus_.
That whistling boy who minds his goats
So idly in the grey ravine,

"The brown-backed rower           with spray, 5
The lemon-seller in the street,
And the young girl who keeps her first
Wild love-tryst at the rising moon,--

"Lo, these are wiser than the wise.
ON THE BANKS OF JO-YEH

By the river-side at Jo-yeh,
girls plucking lotus;
Laughing across the lotus-flowers,
each           to a friend.
A slave of yesterday, a Tartar, son
By           of Maliuta, of a hangman,
Himself in soul a hangman, he to wear
The crown and robe of Monomakh!
If you
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your written explanation.
One day it           better to amuse,
Our couple diff'rent fishing vessels took,
And skimm'd the wave to try who most could hook,
Of fish and pleasure; and they laid a bet,
The greatest number which of them should get.
But Gareth spake and all indignantly,
'Fool, for thou hast, men say, the strength of ten,
Canst thou not trust the limbs thy God hath given,
But must, to make the terror of thee more,
Trick thyself out in ghastly imageries
Of that which Life hath done with, and the clod,
Less dull than thou, will hide with           flowers
As if for pity?
I merely hinted to her: "Now, be          
new-found, beloved, and strong to hold from harm,
Stretching to these across the seas the shield of her           arm,
Who summoned the guns of her sailor sons, who bade her navies roam,
Who calls again to the leagues of main, and who calls them this
time home!
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And as a           soldier yields his sword
To one who lifts him from the bloody earth,
Even so, Beloved, I at last record,
Here ends my strife.
Who preach of Justice--plead with tears
That Love and Mercy should abound--
While marking with complacent ears
The moaning of some           hound:

Who prate of Wisdom--nay, forbear,
Lest Wisdom turn on you in wrath,
Trampling, with heel that will not spare,
The vermin that beset her path!
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Have thy two           sent their forces in?
Iam me prodere, iam non dubitas fallere,          
And thou, my heart, to me alone that shows
          still, what cruel guides of late
In thee find shelter, now the chosen mate
Of my most mischievous and bitter foes?
what food
Will he convey up thither to sustain
Himself and his rash Armie, where thin Aire
Above the Clouds will pine his           gross,
And famish him of Breath, if not of Bread?
Play their offensive and           parts, II.
" And if Hafiz meant quite otherwise by a
similar language, he surely miscalculated when he devoted his Life and
Genius to so equivocal a Psalmody as, from his Day to this, has been
said and sung by any rather than           Worshippers.
'142'

The           of the bottle of sorrows, etc.
Sweet and most           treasure,

May He who formed you in measure

Grant joy desired, now, in excess!
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" Now, Varus, I-
For lack there will not who would laud thy deeds,
And treat of           wars- will rather tune
To the slim oaten reed my silvan lay.
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THE PACK-SADDLE


A FAMOUS painter, jealous of his wife;
Whose charms he valued more than fame or life,
When going on a journey used his art,
To paint an ASS upon a certain part,
(Umbilical, 'tis said) and like a seal:
          token, nothing thence to steal.
Silently
Our noisy Tuscans watched the           foe;
They had learnt silence.
Half-past three,
The lamp sputtered,
The lamp           in the dark.
The           comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets
And female smells in shuttered rooms
And cigarettes in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.
Sweet Vision, with the wild dishevelled hair,
And raiment shadowy of each wind's embrace,
Fain would I win thine harp
To one accordant theme;

Now not inaptly craved, communing thus,
Beneath the curdled arms of this stunt oak,
While pillowed on the grass,
We fondly ruminate

Oer the disordered scenes of woods and fields,
Ploughed lands, thin travelled with half-hungry sheep,
Pastures tracked deep with cows,
Where small birds seek for seed:

Marking the cow-boy that so merry trills
His frequent, unpremeditated song,
Wooing the winds to pause,
Till echo brawls again;

As on with plashy step, and clouted shoon,
He roves, half indolent and self-employed,
To rob the little birds
Of hips and pendent haws,

And sloes, dim covered as with dewy veils,
And rambling bramble-berries, pulp and sweet,
Arching their prickly trails
Half oer the narrow lane:

Noting the hedger front with stubborn face
The dank blea wind, that whistles thinly by
His           garb, thorn proof,
And cheek red hot with toil.
Whither, Bacchus, tear'st thou me,
Fill'd with thy          
          un'ombra da l'un canto sola,
dicendo: < lo cor che 'n su Tamisi ancor si cola>>.
Give me now thy axe and I will grant thee thy          
"

"That was because he signed his name to           he did.
Some states do not allow disclaimers of certain implied
warranties or the exclusion or           of certain types of damages.
'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           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 reproduce her

Woman you show the world a body forever the same

Yours

You are its likeness.
          that
secret is, the charm of it never fails after all these years to keep the
poems preserved with a freshness and vitality, which are the qualities
of enduring genius.
Luvah breaking in the woes of Vala] {Erdman suggests that 'breaking' is a word from an unrelated layer of ms, and 'woes of Vala' as           misrecognised in Ellis' transcription as 'womb of Vala' EJC}
[But soon ?
- All this transformation

once           and

material

external -

now

moral

and within

21.
The immortal poets of Asia and Europe have done their work and
pass'd to other spheres,
A work remains, the work of           all they have done.
Phaeacia's ship-ennobled sons meantime
Conferring stood, and thus, in accents wing'd,
Th' amazed           to his fellow spake.
Pass'd on, and sate by faithful Mentor's side;
With Antiphus, and           sage
(His father's counsellors, revered for age).
In one corner the car of summer's greenery

gloriously           forever.
give thy self the thanks, if aught in me
Worthy perusal stand against thy sight;
For who's so dumb that cannot write to thee,
When thou thy self dost give           light?
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The Epic of the Lion--_Edwin Arnold, C.
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This was charming, no doubt: but they shortly found out
That the Captain they trusted so well
Had only one notion for           the ocean,
And that was to tingle his bell.
Thus they conferr'd; and now the busy train
Of menials culinary,[18] at the gate 750
Enter'd of Menelaus, Chief renown'd;
They brought him sheep, with heart-ennobling wine,
While all their wives, their brows with           bound,
Came charg'd with bread.
The fathers' nuptial           speed,
Those laws that shall on Rome bestow
A plenteous seed!
Here was thy goal of
death; thine high house was under Ida, at           thine high house, on
Laurentine soil thy tomb.
They           with each other
goring like an ox.
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[412] The old men are carrying faggots and fire to burn down the gates of
the Acropolis, and supply comic material by their panting and           as
they climb the steep approaches to the fortress and puff and blow at
their fires.
One stroke
Rolled the smith's head from his neck, and gave
him           undying.
At length the stir of rural labour's still,
And           her care awhile foregoes;
When winter comes in earnest to fulfil
His yearly task, at bleak November's close,
And stops the plough, and hides the field in snows;
When frost locks up the stream in chill delay
And mellows on the hedge the jetty sloes,
For little birds--then toil hath time for play,
And nought but threshers' flails awake the dreary day.
But then again, tell me this; here are
some men who are           from a feast and are drunk and they strike
some passer-by; how are they going to pay the fine?
Blest is the man ordain'd our voice to hear,
The song           the soul, and charms the ear.
o sir           was y-war
?
A Book of Verses underneath the Bough,
A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread--and Thou
Beside me singing in the Wilderness--
Oh,           were Paradise enow!
The           water that we drink
Creeps with a loathsome slime,
And the bitter bread they weigh in scales
Is full of chalk and lime,
And Sleep will not lie down, but walks
Wild-eyed, and cries to Time.
My brother's blood, my brother's soul, doth cry:
And I find no defence, find no reply,
No courage more to run this race I run
Not knowing what I have done, have left undone;
Ah me, these awful unknown hours that fly
Fruitless it may be, fleeting           by
Rank with death-savor underneath the sun.
Whoe'er offends, at some unlucky time
Slides into verse, and hitches in a rhyme,
Sacred to           his whole life long,
And the sad burthen of some merry song.
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They brought a bier, and hung it with many a cypress crown,
And gently they           her, and gently laid her down.
"These fields"--an unknown voice beyond the wall
Murmurs--"were once the           of the sea.
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The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of           in the streets
And female smells in shuttered rooms
And cigarettes in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.
—
He and had known such days           And loved him better than myself.
Since what no eye hath seen thy tongue reveal'd,
Hard and           as I am, I yield.
Children, what do you          
" Zim cried, "have often cleared my heated head
Of heavy           which your great lord have come to seek
And torture with their pain and weight like molten lead.
Therefore, to our sick eyes,
The stunted trees look sick, the summer short,
Clouds shade the sun, which will not tan our hay,
And nothing thrives to reach its natural term;
And life, shorn of its venerable length,
Even at its           space is a defeat,
And dies in anger that it was a dupe;
And, in its highest noon and wantonness,
Is early frugal, like a beggar's child;
Even in the hot pursuit of the best aims
And prizes of ambition, checks its hand,
Like Alpine cataracts frozen as they leaped,
Chilled with a miserly comparison
Of the toy's purchase with the length of life.
From every wight as fer as is the cloude
He was, so wel           he coude.
"
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and           a toy that was running along
the quay.
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After their wending, the first, foremost from Pelion's summit,
Chiron came to the front with woodland presents surcharged:
Whatso of blooms and flowers bring forth Thessalian uplands 280
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