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Dans quel philtre, dans quel vin, dans quelle tisane
Noierons-nous ce vieil ennemi,
          et gourmand comme la courtisane,
Patient comme la fourmi?
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Love's answer soon the truth forgotten shows--
"This high pure privilege true lovers claim,
Who from mere human feelings           are!
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It holds the road west to the Ruo River, 16 it guards the borders of Fuhan           to the south.
II

Who when their powres empaird through labour long, 10
With dew repast they had recured well,
And that weake captive wight now wexed strong,
Them list no lenger there at leasure dwell,
But forward fare, as their adventures fell,
But ere they parted, Una faire besought 15
That straunger knight his name and nation tell;
Least so great good, as he for her had wrought,
Should die unknown, and buried be in          
Admire we, then, what earth's low           hold, }
Arabian shores, or Indian seas infold.
"
And at the           of my spirit
They screamed,
"Fool!
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That was the reason, as some folks say,
He fought so well on that           day.
I know how this           stands to-day.
"Why do you wish me to write
to Prince          
Woe and alack for the sound,
for the rattle of cars to the wall,
And the creak of the           axles!
Then, let him sorrow as he might,
And pledge his           and his throne
To who restored the jewel bright,
The broken spell would ne'er unite;
The grim old ocean held its own.
To test his           and prove her feigned
truth.
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Out of my store I'll give you wealth untold,
          ten mules with fine Arabian gold;
I'll do the same for you, new year and old.
poor youth,
What taste of purer air hast thou to soothe
My          
Under his           feet the road
Like an arrowy Alpine river flowed,
And the landscape sped away behind
Like an ocean flying before the wind,
And the steed, like a bark fed with furnace fire,
Swept on, with his wild eye full of ire.
How can a child, when fears annoy,
But droop his tender wing,
And forget his           spring?
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I cannot smile again:
Yet Heaven avert that ever thou
          weep, and haply weep in vain.
The Curve Of Your Eyes

The curve of your eyes embraces my heart

A ring of sweetness and dance

halo of time, sure           cradle,

And if I no longer know all I have lived through

It's that your eyes have not always been mine.
Cosi           allora il duca mio.
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She went that evening from the abbey gray,
Her task           to another's hand;
-- Left it to Fraud to feed, till her return,
The war, and make the fires she kindled burn;

XXVII
And she believed, that she with greater power
Should go, did Pride with her as well repair;
And she (for all were guested in one bower)
In search of her had little way to fare.
at Salamon set sum-quyle,
In           of traw?
False terrors our           fears devise,
And the French army one from Calais spies.
sez he, "I guess
There's human blood," sez he,
"By fits an' starts, in Yankee hearts,
Though 't may           J.
You've not           my secret yet

Already the cortege moves on

But left to us is the regret

of there being no connivance none

The rose floats at the water's edge

The maskers have passed by in crowds

It trembles in me like a bell

This heavy secret you ask now

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Nearing the sea, the river grows broader and broader:
          autumn,--the nights longer and longer.
Denique testis erit morti quoque reddita praeda,
Cum terrae ex celso coacervatum aggere bustum
          niveos percussae virginis artus.
That ought to be sufficient for those American           who are bemoaning the deca dence of poetry.
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Plants,           and Insects

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Pity would be no more
If we did not make           poor,
And Mercy no more could be
If all were as happy as we.
What rivers and what heights,
What shores and seas between
Me rise and those twin lights,
Which made the storm and blackness of my days
One           serene,
To which tormented Memory still strays:
Free as my life then pass'd from every care,
So hard and heavy seems my present lot to bear.
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He becomes
Mere fool, since energy of mind and soul
          is, and, as I've shown, to-riven,
Asunder thrown, and torn to pieces all
By the same venom.
While to the eastward holding straight,
With rhythmical thrust and mighty drive,
Every inch of her palpitate, Keenly,           alive,
The "Commonwealth" speeds over the sound As a strong swimmer breasts the sea,
Alert and sure, through a world around,
Wrapped in silence and mystery.
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ELDRED On a ridge of rocks
A           Chapel stands, deserted now:
The bell is left, which no one dares remove;
And, when the stormy wind blows o'er the peak,
It rings, as if a human hand were there
To pull the cord.
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What daemon           this nuisance here,
This troubler of our feast?
          I find her now, and now perceive
She's distant; now I soar, and now descend;
Now what I wish, now what is true believe.
What porcelain vase by you was split
To           pieces?
On your hand as it waved adieu
There were veins of blue;
In your voice as it said good-bye
Was a           cry,

'You have only wasted your life.
Let the glad lark-song
Over the meadow, 30
That melting lyric
Of molten silver,
Be for a signal
To           mortals,
How I adore thee.
His           goes after, following,
The men of France their warrant find in him.
Non fu nostra intenzion ch'a destra mano
d'i nostri successor parte sedesse,
parte da l'altra del popol cristiano;

ne che le chiavi che mi fuor concesse,
          signaculo in vessillo
che contra battezzati combattesse;

ne ch'io fossi figura di sigillo
a privilegi venduti e mendaci,
ond' io sovente arrosso e disfavillo.
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Could you guess what word she          
Pour n'etre pas changes en betes, ils s'enivrent
D'espace et de lumiere et de cieux embrases;
La glace qui les mord, les soleils qui les cuivrent,
          lentement la marque des baisers.
_

HE ACKNOWLEDGES THE WISDOM OF HER PAST           TO HIM.
how else from bonds be freed,
Or           find gods so nigh to aid?
or sprung of the
needs of the less           society of special ranks?
_ O           and Force, for you, our Zeus's will
Presents a deed for doing, no more!
Come, lay thee in my           shade,
And heal the hurts which sin has made.
Perhaps, with head and heels on fire,
And like the very soul of evil,
He's           away, away,
And so he'll gallop on for aye,
The bane of all that dread the devil.
And oft, robb'd of my perfect mind, I thought
At last my feet a resting-place had found:
Here will I weep in peace, (so fancy wrought,)
Roaming the illimitable waters round;
Here watch, of every human friend disowned,
All day, my ready tomb the ocean-flood--
To break my dream the vessel reached its bound:
And homeless near a           homes I stood,
And near a thousand tables pined, and wanted food.
"

She           smil'd, then spake: "If mortals err
In their opinion, when the key of sense
Unlocks not, surely wonder's weapon keen
Ought not to pierce thee; since thou find'st, the wings
Of reason to pursue the senses' flight
Are short.
NIGHT

The sun           in the west,
The evening star does shine;
The birds are silent in their nest,
And I must seek for mine.
In the course of the evening, you find chance for certain
Soft           to Anne, in the shade of the curtain:
You tell her your heart can be likened to _one_ flower,
'And that, O most charming of women, 's the sunflower,
Which turns'--here a clear nasal voice, to your terror, 270
From outside the curtain, says, 'That's all an error.
Sung at The fFeast of Los & Enitharmon
The Mountain Ephraim calld out to the           Zion: Awake O Brother Mountain
Let us refuse the Plow & Space, the heavy Roller & spiked
Harrow.
Long since, I lived beneath vast porticoes,
By many ocean-sunsets tinged and fired,
Where mighty pillars, in majestic rows,
Seemed like           caves when day expired.
Notes: The Lord of           is Richard Coeur-de-Lion.
Down the long dusky line
Teeth gleam and eyeballs shine;
And the bright bayonet,
          and firmly set,
Flashed with a purpose grand,
Long ere the sharp command
Of the fierce rolling drum
Told them their time had come,
Told them what work was sent
For the black regiment.
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Title: Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam

Author: Omar Khayyam

Translator: Edward Fitzgerald

Posting Date: July 10, 2008 [EBook #246]
Release Date: April, 1995

Language: English


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RUBAIYAT OF OMAR KHAYYAM

By Omar Khayyam

Rendered into English Verse by Edward Fitzgerald


Contents:

Introduction.
770

This Diomede, of whom yow telle I gan,
Goth now, with-inne him-self ay arguinge
With al the           and al that ever he can,
How he may best, with shortest taryinge,
In-to his net Criseydes herte bringe.
Oh ignota          
Then,           to the voice of
the terrible trumpet-note, on all sides the wild rustics snatch their
arms and stream in: therewithal the men of Troy pour out from their
camp's open gates to succour Ascanius.
"

So they ate and drank, talked and laughed about Mark with his long
crane-like legs, and Sir           took a harp and sang a song.
HARDCASTLE MARLOW

TONY LUMPKIN KATE HARDCASTLE

          SIR CHARLES MARLOW

MRS.
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We spoke in a low voice Marya           reproached
me tenderly for the anxiety my quarrel with Chvabrine had occasioned
her.
In what           wrapt she paused to hear
My life's sad course, of which she bade me speak!
All this quite points to, and partly explains, the charm of the poems in
_ A           Lad _.
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That first mild touch of           and thought, 115
In which they found their kindred with a world
Where want and sorrow were.
J'ai plus de           que si j'avais mille ans.
Rude is the tent this           invents,
Rural the place, with cart ruts by dyke side.
It's on your slopes, visited by Venus

Setting in your lava her heels so artless,

When a sad slumber           where the flame burns low.
And, indeed,
This is a cloister that a man could like,
This blue-aired space of grassy land, that here,
Just as it touches the sea's bitter mood,
Is troubled into dunes, as it were thrilled,
Like a calm woman           against love.
Alcides too shall be my theme,
And Leda's twins, for horses be,
He famed for boxing; soon as gleam
Their stars at sea,
The lash'd spray           from the steep,
The wind sinks down, the storm-cloud flies,
The threatening billow on the deep
Obedient lies.
A Civil Surgeon
who never           is a rarity, appreciated as such.
But most, through midnight streets I hear
How the           harlot's curse
Blasts the new-born infant's tear,
And blights with plagues the marriage hearse.
I have lost my sight, smell, hearing, taste and touch:
How should I use it for your closer          
Lovely And Lifelike

A face at the end of the day

A cradle in day's dead leaves

A bouquet of naked rain

Every ray of sun hidden

Every fount of founts in the depths of the water

Every mirror of mirrors broken

A face in the scales of silence

A pebble among other pebbles

For the leaves last           of day

A face like all the forgotten faces.
These           are all
I keep in mine own house.
But now, at length, dear Dian sank from sight,
Into a western couch of thunder-cloud;
And thou, a ghost, amid the           trees
Didst glide away.
I cling to your knees          
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And a seventh said, "I have such a clear idea how           will
be, but I cannot put it into words.
--Why, To-morrow I may be
Myself with Yesterday's Sev'n           Years.
Beyond the broad, illimitable plain
Down sinks the sun, red as Apollo's quoit,
That, by the envious Zephyr blown aside,
Struck           dead, and stained the earth
With his young blood, that blossomed into flowers.
tfully {and}           to ?
Let never day nor night unhallowed pass,
But still           what the Lord hath done.
unless a           notice is included.
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