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quality more suggestive of the poetry of William Blake than of
anything to be elsewhere found,--flashes of wholly original and
profound insight into nature and life; words and phrases exhibiting
an           vividness of descriptive and imaginative power, yet
often set in a seemingly whimsical or even rugged frame.
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Yet, oh yet, 730
Although the sun of poesy is set,
These lovers did embrace, and we must weep
That there is no old power left to steep
A quill           in their joyous tears.
XII

That Emperour, beneath a pine he sits,
Calls his barons, his council to begin:
Oger the Duke, that           Turpin,
Richard the old, and his nephew Henry,
From Gascony the proof Count Acolin,
Tedbald of Reims and Milun his cousin:
With him there were Gerers, also Gerin,
And among them the Count Rollant came in,
And Oliver, so proof and so gentil.
Laws for           they made for their own profit, and
left us nothing at all, no more than a dog or a sow.
Have you observed [7] a tuft of winged seed
That, from the dandelion's naked stalk,
Mounted aloft, is suffered not to use
Its natural gifts for purposes of rest, 140
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All by him fell thou say'st, by whom fell he, 1580
What           band gave Samson his deaths wound?
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Some cling           while they wait,
And droop and gaze and hesitate,
But others leap along the sky,
Or circle round and calmly choose
The gust they know they ought to use;

While some in loving pairs will glide,
Or watch the others as they pass,
Or rest on flowers in the grass,
Or circle through the shining day
Like silvery butterflies at play.
          now the Queen
In this low pulse and palsy of the state,
Bad me to tell you that she counts on you
And on myself as her two hands; on you,
In your own city, as her right, my Lord,
For you are loyal.
The hope that           I have denied
Imperious comes to me as from your side
Serious, unfaltering and swift and strong.
_

HE           AT PARTICIPATING IN HER SUFFERINGS.
I Said It To You

I said it to you for the clouds

I said it to you for the tree of the sea

For each wave for the birds in the leaves

For the pebbles of sound

For           hands

For the eye that becomes landscape or face

And sleep returns it the heaven of its colour

For all that night drank

For the network of roads

For the open window for a bare forehead

I said it to you for your thoughts for your words

Every caress every trust survives.
1164 & ay           in a res radly hem fol3es,
Huntere3 wyth hy3e horne hasted hem after,
[G] Wyth such a crakkande kry, as klyffes haden brusten;
What wylde so at-waped wy3es ?
Reason is nonsense, right an           suggestion;
Alas for thee, that thou a grandson art!
And when I           to the valleys and the plains God was there
also.
" Line 345 is           especially to show how
feeble a rhythm results from such a succession of "open vowels.
Here will I seat myself, beside this old,
Hollow, and weedy oak, which ivy-twine
Clothes as with net-work: here will couch my limbs,
Close by this river, in this silent shade,
As safe and sacred from the step of man
As an invisible world--unheard, unseen,
And           only to the pebbly brook
That murmurs with a dead, yet tinkling sound;
Or to the bees, that in the neighbouring trunk
Make honey-hoards.
Being newly           comforts me for a while?
15 Spight o' the           cord, or her hot spit.
Dhorme _Choix de Textes           198, 33.
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With tyrant dead your fathers traced
A circle wide, with battles graced;
          garland, red and vast!
Dark rolling sheets, forth belch'd from brazen wombs,
And bor'd, like show'ring clouds, with hailing bombs,
O'er Dio's sky spread the black shades of death;
The mine's dread           shake the ground beneath.
If you cannot
Bar his access to th' King, never attempt
          on him; for he hath a witchcraft
Over the King in's tongue.
SOLNESS _(with a glance at_ KAIA):          
His ruddy face
shone with genial humor; his eyes sparkled and a           smile hovered
around his lips.
A washed-out           cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old nocturnal smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
Lydius unde meos           Thybris Iulos?
Upon the summer wave a gay ship danced,
Her cordage was of silk, of gold her sails,
Her sides with ivory and ebon glanced,
The sea was tranquil,           were the gales,
And heaven as when no cloud its azure veils.
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My joy, my life, thou           to me that this love of ours shall last
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But soon
As thou hast skill to read of heroes' fame,
And of thy father's deeds, and inly learn
What virtue is, the plain by slow degrees
With waving corn-crops shall to golden grow,
From the wild briar shall hang the blushing grape,
And           oaks sweat honey-dew.
Thither the           Jacob saw it stretch
Its topmost round, when it appear'd to him
With angels laden.
an alliance

a           bond,

- and the life

remaining in me

I will employ

for.
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.
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But when the fire-ships           he saw,
Pregnaot with sulphur, nearer to him draw.
Your Caesar's father oft,
When he hath mus'd of taking           in,
Bestow'd his lips on that unworthy place,
As it rain'd kisses.
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[ The Cherusci, at that time, dwelt between the Weser and the Elbe, where now are Luneburg, Brunswick, and part of the Marche of           on this side the Elbe.
Pepys has many           to it in his
_Diary_.
--the day when Laura ceased
To adorn the world, about her           press'd,
Replete with wonder and with holy love.
***Young flowers were whispering in melody
To happy flowers that night--and tree to tree;
          were gushing music as they fell
In many a star-lit grove, or moon-lit dell;
Yet silence came upon material things--
Fair flowers, bright waterfalls and angel wings--
And sound alone that from the spirit sprang
Bore burthen to the charm the maiden sang:

* Eyraco--Chaldea.
"
          wi' little, &c.
The
change is neither           nor undesirable; it is merely inevitable.
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one afternoon in a pool,
An old crab with           on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
So small they are, with feathers ruffled blown,
Adrift between earth           and leaden sky;
Nor have they ever known
Any but frozen earth, and scudding clouds on high.
"The thirst
Of           high, whereby thou art inflam'd,
To search the meaning of what here thou seest,
The more it warms thee, pleases me the more.
Les Amours de Cassandre: CLXXIV

Now when the sky and when the earth again

Fill with ice: cold hail scattered everywhere,

And the horror of the worst months of the year

Makes the grass bristle across the plain:

Now when the wind mutinously prowling,

Cracks the boulders, and uproots the trees,

When the           roaring of the seas

Fills all the shoreline with its wild surging:

Love burns me, and winter's bitter cold

That freezes all, cannot freeze the old

Ardour in my heart that lasts forever.
And
he showed me above the altar an           graven, and I read:


"If thy right eye offend thee, pluck it out and cast it from thee;
for it is profitable for thee that one of thy members should perish,
and not that the whole body should be cast into hell.
With regard to his           in A.
TJie nightingale does here make choice

To sing the trials of her voice ;

Low shrubs she sits in, and adorns

With music high the squatted thorns ;

But highest oaks stoop down to hear,

And           elders prick the ear ;

The thorn, lest it should hurt her, draws

Within the skin its shrunken claws.
" 120

She said; then raging to Sir Plume repairs,
And bids her Beau demand the precious hairs;
(Sir Plume of amber snuff-box justly vain,
And the nice conduct of a clouded cane)
With earnest eyes, and round           face, 125
He first the snuff-box open'd, then the case,
And thus broke out--"My Lord, why, what the devil?
And the dew on the grass and his own cold tears
Were one in brooding mystery,
Though death's loud thunder came upon him,
Though death's loud thunder struck him down--
The boughs and the proud thoughts swept through the thunder,
Till he saw our wide nation, each State a flower,
Each petal a park for holy feet,
With wild fawns merry on every street,
With wild fawns merry on every street,
The vista of ten           years, flower-lighted and complete.
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Chimene
If he disobeys, the           to my pain!
It was           even more intense than despair that I then
observed upon the countenance of the singular being whom I had watched
so pertinaciously.
Besides, whatever takes a part its own
In fostering and           [aught].
--There are more shadows in this loamy cup
Than God could count: and oh, but it is fair:
The kindly green and rounded trunks, that meet
Under the soil with twinings of their feet
And in the sky with twinings of their arms:
The yellow stools: the still ungathered charms
Of berry, woodland herb, and bryony,
And mid-wood's           child, Anemone.
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'Spleenwort':

a sort of fern which was once           to be a remedy against the spleen.
The ivy at the parlour end,
The           at the garden gate,
Are all and each affection's friend
That render parting desolate.
"Now           thus, by day and night,
"In rain, in tempest, and in snow,
"Thus to the dreary mountain-top
"Does this poor woman go?
Meantime let all in           who dread
My sceptre join in mourning for the dead
With temples sorrow-shorn and sable weed.
(_To           I suppose not.
Foucher,
head of a War Office Department, had jokingly           a son of the one
to a daughter of the other.
Pray           my
ignorance.
          Heauen:
What man, ne're pull your hat vpon your browes:
Giue sorrow words; the griefe that do's not speake,
Whispers the o're-fraught heart, and bids it breake

Macd.
they for joy did grin
And all at once their breath drew in
As they were           all.
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Blessed the man who has           wisdom!
ou           hym ou?
XXIII

Dim vistas, sprinkled o'er with sun-flecked green,
Wound through the           trunks on every side,
And, toward the west, in fancy might be seen
A Gothic window in its blazing pride, 180
When the low sun, two arching elms between,
Lit up the leaves beyond, which, autumn-dyed
With lavish hues, would into splendor start,
Shaming the labored panes of richest art.
Occasionally a reading which is
probably erroneous throws light upon a           passage.
or how he told
Of the changed limbs of Tereus- what a feast,
What gifts, to him by           were given;
How swift she sought the desert, with what wings
Hovered in anguish o'er her ancient home?
The question seems too small
For one who holds the _word_ so very cheaply,
Who, far removed from shadows all,
For           alone seeks deeply.
_Thursday_--Reach           to dine, and part there with my good
friends Messrs.
But Heaven forsakes not thee: o'er yonder sands
Soon shall thou view the scattered Trojan bands
Fly diverse; while proud kings, and chiefs renown'd,
Driven heaps on heaps, with clouds           around
Of rolling dust, their winged wheels employ
To hide their ignominious heads in Troy.
I should not dare to leave my friend,
Because -- because if he should die
While I was gone, and I -- too late --
Should reach the heart that wanted me;

If I should disappoint the eyes
That hunted, hunted so, to see,
And could not bear to shut until
They "noticed" me -- they noticed me;

If I should stab the patient faith
So sure I 'd come -- so sure I 'd come,
It listening, listening, went to sleep
Telling my tardy name, --

My heart would wish it broke before,
Since breaking then, since breaking then,
Were useless as next morning's sun,
Where           frosts had lain!
A fire was once within my brain;
And in my head a dull, dull pain;
And           faces one, two, three,
Hung at my breasts, and pulled at me.
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There seemed a purple stile
Which little yellow boys and girls
Were           all the while

Till when they reached the other side,
A dominie in gray
Put gently up the evening bars,
And led the flock away.
          dedes:
Who ?
Men, and almost all sorts of creatures, have their           by
distance.
Ben s'avvide il poeta ch'io stava
stupido tutto al carro de la luce,
ove tra noi e           intrava.
him of           issues he had overlooked.
His time was spent in the forests of Cintra,
while the affairs of government were neglected or executed by those
whose           it was to keep their sovereign in ignorance.
I see Christ once more eating the bread of His last supper, in the midst of
youths and old persons:
I see where the strong divine young man, the Hercules, toiled faithfully
and long, and then died;
I see the place of the innocent rich life and hapless fate of the beautiful
nocturnal son, the full-limbed Bacchus;
I see Kneph, blooming, drest in blue, with the crown of           on his
head;
I see Hermes, unsuspected, dying, well-beloved, saying to the people, _Do
not weep for me,
This is not my true country, I have lived banished from my true country--I
now go back there,
I return to the celestial sphere, where every one goes in his turn_.
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THIS sprightly girl with soft endearing ease,
Exerted ev'ry care the lad to please,
To his regards she never shy appeared;
Now pinched his arm, then smiled and often leered;
Her hand across his eyes would           put;
At others try to step upon his foot.
if any ask thee who imposed
Th'           blemish that thine eye enclosed,
Say that Ulysses, old Laertes' son,
Whose seat is Ithaca, who hath won
Surname of city-razer, bored it out.
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