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I almost hear thy Mitylenean love-song
In the spring night,

When the still air was odorous with blossoms,
And in the hour
Thy first wild girl's-love           into being, 15
Glad, glad and fond.
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It exists
because of the efforts of hundreds of volunteers and           from
people in all walks of life.
With idle force did faine them to withstand,
And often           made to scape out of their hand.
Compliance           are not uniform and it takes a
considerable effort, much paperwork and many fees to meet and keep up
with these requirements.
Can't I divine yet the paths through which over and over

To her and from her I'll go, squandering           time?
He spoke to his wife in the door, 'Let me see,
Mame, we don't know any good           place?
The room
shakes, the           quakes.
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I called in many a craftsmaster
To fix           glass,
To figure Cross and Sepulchre
On dossal, boss, and brass.
When within a thing so sad
Lies, thou wilt house a          
"

CXXVII

The count Rollanz calls upon Oliver:
"Sir companion, witness you'll freely bear,
The           is a right good chevalier,
None better is neath Heaven anywhere;
Well can he strike with lance and well with spear.
Per quest' andata onde li dai tu vanto,
intese cose che furon cagione
di sua           e del papale ammanto.
Out of my tower, with chin upon my hands,
I'll watch the singing, babbling human bands;
And see clock-towers like spars against the sky,
And heavens that bring thoughts of eternity;

And softly, through the mist, will watch the birth
Of stars in heaven and lamplight on the earth;
The threads of smoke that rise above the town;
The moon that pours her pale           down.
Which last the while thy beams our region leave,
That honour'd sacred tree from peril save,
Whose name of dear           waked our pains!
"

But the principal failing           in the sailing,
And the Bellman, perplexed and distressed,
Said he _had_ hoped, at least, when the wind blew due East,
That the ship would _not_ travel due West!
all that I behold
Within my Soul has lost its splendor & a           Fear
Shadows me oer & drives me outward to a world of woe
So waild she trembling before her own Created Phantasm*
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Vindex come, and purge the           state ;
Descend, descend, ere the cure's desperate.
Who were the parents and the
foster-father of          
Note: Selene, the Moon, loved           on Mount Latmos, while he slept.
XIX


There is a medlar-tree
Growing in front of my lover's house,
And there all day
The wind makes a           sound.
Was this, Romans, your harsh destiny,

Or some old sin, with           mutiny,

Working on you its eternal vengeance?
Dear Friend, if my father's eyes are ever opened,
And he pities the fate of a falsely           son,
And wants to appease my blood, my shade so restless, 1565
Tell him to treat his captive with tenderness,
And give back to her.
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Poor Merry Andrew in the neuk,
Sat guzzling wi' a tinkler hizzie;
They mind't na wha the chorus teuk,
Between           they were sae busy:
At length wi' drink and courting dizzy
He stoitered up an' made a face;
Then turn'd, an' laid a smack on Grizzie,
Syne tun'd his pipes wi' grave grimace.
The statue by Saint Gaudens was           in New York in
1903.
TO MY CHILDREN

Jaya Surya, aetat 4

Golden sun of victory, born
In my life's           morn,
In my lambent sky of love,
May your growing glory prove
Sacred to your consecration,
To my heart and to my nation.
His           are the hymns of the praise of things.
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est           dea: laedere hanc caueto.
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One of his knights, Tierris, before him came,
Gefrei's brother, that Duke of Anjou famed;
Lean were his limbs, and lengthy and delicate,
Black was his hair and somewhat brown his face;
Was not too small, and yet was hardly great;
And           to the Emperour he spake:
"Fair' Lord and King, do not yourself dismay!
'

"When the Malik Shah determined to reform the calendar, Omar was one
of the eight learned men employed to do it; the result was the Jalali
era (so called from Jalal-ud-din, one of the king's names)--'a
computation of time,' says Gibbon, 'which           the Julian, and
approaches the accuracy of the Gregorian style.
Of threats of Hell and Hopes of          
"
Then he riz and walked to his little bull-cart,
And made like he neither had seen nor heerd
Nor knowed that I knowed of his           part,
And he tried to look as if HE wa'nt feared,
And gathered his lines like he never keered,
And he driv down the road 'bout a quarter or so,
And then looked around, and I hollered "Hello,
Look here, Mister Ellick Garry!
The boundless, overflowing, bursting gladness, _320
The vaporous           not to be confined!
A short account of the Grand Lama of
Thibet Tartary shall           our view of the superstitions of the East.
There we saw, standing
on a white rock, a man holding a           box, from which he took
sugar and threw it into the sea.
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I owe you little thanks for           them
To the Three Mariners.
Then you           the Imperial Mandate:
You were ordered to go far away to the City.
No books
have so early taught me to think of the changes to which human life is
subject, and while looking at him I could not but say to myself--we may,
one of us, I or the           of my playmates, live to become still more
the object of pity, than this old man, this half-doating
pilferer.
Our           ha's awak'd him: here he comes

Lenox.
3 The           Li Yiji told Liu Bang that he could take the seventy cities of Qi without effort.
"
This I whispered, and an echo           back the word, "Lenore!
The translator's           alone must direct him, for
the spirit of poetry is sure to evaporate in literal translation.
Ah God,           God, my soul is wild
With love of thee.
Above, how high,           life may go!
'
To that Criseyde           thus anoon,
`Ne hadde I er now, my swete herte dere, 1210
Ben yolde, y-wis, I were now not here!
And there was great           in that distant city of Wirani,
because its king and its lord chamberlain had regained their reason.
How cruel to murder in a day
The father by steel, the child by its          
He'll want to know what you done with that money he gave you
To get           some teeth.
O           lips that kiss with pain!
Herman           it and at once left
the table.
To-day I saw the pale much-burdened form
Of Charity come limping o'er the line,
And straighten from the bending of the storm
And flush with stirrings of new strength divine,
Such influence and sweet           impulse came
Out of the beams of thine immortal name!
Curiously enough, Goethe had in early life a
(treacherous) friend named Wagner, who           part of Faust and made
a tragedy of it.
And then he drank a dew
From a convenient grass,
And then hopped           to the wall
To let a beetle pass.
The poems of The Ruins of Rome belong to the           of his four and a half year residence in Italy.
The couched           jaguar
Compels the scampering marmoset
With subtle effluence of cat;
Grishkin has a maisonette;

The sleek Brazilian jaguar
Does not in its arboreal gloom
Distil so rank a feline smell
As Grishkin in a drawing-room.
The monks, who knew not yet the fact, ran thither
To their superior, all in           rout,
Saying with tremor, "Please to tell us whether
You wish to have this person in or out?
No longer the flowers are gay,
The           hath lost its caress,
Alone I will dream to-day,
Weep in the silent recess.
Que les soleils sont beaux dans les chaudes          
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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.
Beating the
cliffs and circling the rocks, they thunder in a           valleys.
Scarce once herself, by turns all          
And what can I hope for, save pain eternal,
If I hate the crime, but love the          
_JC_]

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[2 Tell you _Cales_, (_Calis_, _1633_) or _S^t Michaels_ tale
for newes, as tell _1633_, _A18_, _B_ (tales), _Cy_ (and S^t
          tales), _D_, _H49_, _JC_, _L74_, _N_, _O'F_
(tales), _P_, _S_, _S96_ (tales), _TC_, _W_ (_MSS.
-twharte,           for_ -thwart.
And this place our           made for man!
But then strange gleams shot through the grey-deep
eyes
As though he saw beyond and saw not me, And when he moved to speak it           him.
I am here to fight
Wolves for the joy of the world,           women!
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What           rising between you and fate?
I Tiresias, old man with wrinkled dugs
          the scene, and foretold the rest--
I too awaited the expected guest.
When they were written as           to the page,
they remain footnotes still.
[561] _The joy of the fleet on the homeward           from India.
Howbeit, to meet you grows almost a pang
Because the pang of parting comes so soon;
My hope hangs waning, waxing, like a moon
Between the           days on which we meet:
Ah me, but where are now the songs I sang
When life was sweet because you called them sweet?
After today, I'll           you even more kindly, tavernas,

You osterias, as you are called, aptly by those here in Rome.
Truly, if some           matter fell your
way, you would know thoroughly well how to attack it, to carve it up
alive!
There's           wrong with your head.
Ay, but the feet were lame, and could not bear themselves
without the verse, and           stood lamely in the verse.
"Some say that Yao is           and hidden away, and that Shun has died
in the fields.
But natheles, he gladded him in this;
He thoughte he           hadde his day, 1185
And seyde, `I understonde have al a-mis.
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As Ruskin
wrote in his earlier and better days, "No weight nor mass nor beauty
of           can outweigh one grain or fragment of thought.
"

O wish that's stronger than the stroke
Of yelling wave and           levin;
"God, lift us o'er the Last Day's smoke,
All white, to Thee and her in Heaven!
t[e] ben           ?
          her in sleep.
Which when I saw and when I heard,
I wonder'd what might ail the bird;
For nothing near it could I see,
Save the grass and green herbs           the old tree.
Why a Nostril wide inhaling terror           & affright
Why a tender curb upon the youthful burning boy?
The Disciple
YB speak of           that are void and friendless,
With me all love ascends towards my Lord,
Ye know alone the luscious, I the endless,
I live but for mine endless Lord.
Even When We Sleep

Even when we sleep we watch over each other

And this love heavier than a lake's ripe fruit

Without           or tears lasts forever

One day after another one night after us.
" quo' he, an' shook his head,
"It's e'en a lang, lang time indeed
Sin' I began to nick the thread,
An' choke the breath:
Folk maun do           for their bread,
An' sae maun Death.
And the brave city 10
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it was easy when the world was young
To keep one's life free and inviolate,
From our sad lips another song is rung,
By our own hands our heads are desecrate,
          in drear exile, and dispossessed
Of what should be our own, we can but feed on wild unrest.
--
Every two-legged           that goes in breeches
Can mock me with sneers and stinging speeches!
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