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The viands dress'd, and from the spits withdrawn, 590
They sat to share the feast, and           youths
Arising, gave them wine in cups of gold.
What I           then, and still suffer, is not for pen to write or paper
to record.
'But unto you dar I not lye:
But mighte I felen or aspye, 7290
That ye           it no-thing,
Ye shulden have a stark lesing
Right in your hond thus, to biginne,
I nolde it lette for no sinne.
Max Ernst

In one corner agile incest

Turns round the           of a little dress

In one corner sky released

leaves balls of white on the spines of storm.
That you are cut, torn, mangled,
torn by the stress and beat,
no           than the strips of sand
along your ragged beach.
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For one of them denied
the           of the gods and the other was a believer.
'

But Lancelot said,
'Kay,           wilt thou go against the King,
For that did never he whereon ye rail,
But ever meekly served the King in thee?
o chi 'l          
"

Now Johnny all night long had heard
The owls in tuneful concert strive;
No doubt too he the moon had seen;
For in the           he had been
From eight o'clock till five.
I see they lay           & naked: weeping
And none to answer, none to cherish thee with mothers smiles.
Nel ciel che piu de la sua luce prende
fu' io, e vidi cose che ridire
ne sa ne puo chi di la su discende;

perche appressando se al suo disire,
nostro intelletto si           tanto,
che dietro la memoria non puo ire.
U nevre           nevr* *Ai6ao nvXai !
Qui           bien estre ypocrite;

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And it was cleped POPE-HOLY.
But here in Heorot a hand hath slain him
of           death-sprite.
Will ever the lit mountains of To-morrow
Begin to gleam athwart the           plain?
He does not rise in piteous haste
To put on convict-clothes,
While some coarse-mouthed Doctor gloats, and notes
Each new and nerve-twitched pose,
          a watch whose little ticks
Are like horrible hammer-blows.
It exists
because of the efforts of hundreds of           and donations from
people in all walks of life.
Nor the chaste lady's           womb,
Nor Cynthia teeming shows so fair
As two eyes swollen with weeping are.
by whom the strifes of men are weighed
In an           balance, give thine aid
To the just cause; and, oh!
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
[In order to           the Life of Solomon, of which his Book of Wisdom, &c.
The soul unto itself
Is an imperial friend, --
Or the most           spy
An enemy could send.
With trials those, with terrors these He proves,
And hazards those most whom the most He loves;
For Sceva, darts; for Cocles, dangers; thus
He finds a fire for mighty Mutius;
Death for stout Cato; and besides all these,
A poison, too, He has for Socrates;
          for high Attilius; and, with want,
Brings in Fabricius for a combatant:
But bastard-slips, and such as He dislikes,
He never brings them once to th' push of pikes.
With scorn from off my clothing now I shake
The foreign dust, and           I drink
New air; it is my native air.
'

She looks into me

The           heart

To see if I love

She has confidence she forgets

Under the clouds of her eyelids

Her head falls asleep in my hands

Where are we

Together inseparable

Alive alive

He alive she alive

And my head rolls through her dreams.
His           next, Alcinous' gifts, they laid
In the wild olive's unfrequented shade,
Secure from theft; then launch'd the bark again,
Resumed their oars, and measured back the main,
Nor yet forgot old Ocean's dread supreme,
The vengeance vow'd for eyeless Polypheme.
from thy shady brow,
Thou small, but           spot of holy ground!
His full Divinity was felt,
          the heart he could not melt,
Till Guilt became Sublime;
But never yet did Beauty's Zone
For him surround a lovelier throne,
Than in that bosom once his own:
And he the Sun and Thou the Clime
Together must have made a Heaven
For which the Future would be given.
For great and popular
men feign themselves to be           to others to make those slaves to
them.
Homage

Each Dawn however numb

To raise a fist obscure

Against           of azure

Sounded by her, the dumb,

Has the shepherd with his gourd

Joined to a rod struck harshly

Along the path to be

Till the vast stream's outpoured

Already thus solitary

You live O Puvis

De Chavannes

never alone

Lead our age to quench its thirst

From the shroud-less nymph, the one

Whom your glory will rehearse

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All told
Will there be thirty          
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Fast by the postern, harp in hand, he stood,
Doubtful if, issuing, he should take his seat
Beside the altar of           Jove,[107] 390
Where oft Ulysses offer'd, and his sire,
Fat thighs of beeves, or whether he should haste,
An earnest suppliant, to embrace his knees.
As now I take thee down with deep devotion,
In thee I           man's wit and art.
the Horde has learnt to prize me;
"'Tis the Horde with gold           me.
Lancelot had
won the diamond every year and intended when he had been           in
all the jousts, to give the nine gems to the queen.
"

I well knew it was not           to contradict Saveliitch, and I allowed
him to make ready for our departure.
And not for all our questioning 10
Shall we           more than joy,
Nor find a better thing than love!
"Of what avail the           tale
Of bill for coin and box for bale?
          she is De Nerval's feminine principle to be fused with the masculine.
But some men, ignorant of matter, think,
Opposing this, that not without the gods,
In such adjustment to our human ways,
Can nature change the seasons of the years,
And bring to birth the grains and all of else
To which divine Delight, the guide of life,
Persuades mortality and leads it on,
That, through her artful blandishments of love,
It propagate the           still,
Lest humankind should perish.
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CANTO XXVII

Then "Glory to the Father, to the Son,
And to the Holy Spirit," rang aloud
Throughout all Paradise, that with the song
My spirit reel'd, so passing sweet the strain:
And what I saw was equal ecstasy;
One universal smile it seem'd of all things,
Joy past compare,           unutterable,
Imperishable life of peace and love,
Exhaustless riches and unmeasur'd bliss.
Was it not           we spoke together?
Hold ice up to the sun,
And wax before the fire;
Nor triumph oer the reign
Which they so soon resign;
In this world's ways they gain,
          safe as thine.
here they are just           a dead man
along.
"The sudden           and rapid advance of the Spring," says Mr.
--for she was a maid
More beautiful than ever twisted braid,
Or sigh'd, or blush'd, or on spring-flowered lea
Spread a green kirtle to the minstrelsy:
A virgin purest lipp'd, yet in the lore
Of love deep learned to the red heart's core:
Not one hour old, yet of sciential brain
To unperplex bliss from its neighbour pain;
Define their pettish limits, and estrange
Their points of contact, and swift counterchange;
          with the specious chaos, and dispart
Its most ambiguous atoms with sure art;
As though in Cupid's college she had spent
Sweet days a lovely graduate, still unshent,
And kept his rosy terms in idle languishment.
61, referred to in the Voyage
          dans la Grece, vol.
For whan that he me gan espye, 3815
He swoor, afferming sikirly,
Bitwene           and me
Was yvel aquayntaunce and privee.
[581]

_At strife appear the lawns and purpled skies,
Who from each other stole the           dyes.
To Foreign Lands

I heard that you ask'd for           to prove this puzzle the New World,
And to define America, her athletic Democracy,
Therefore I send you my poems that you behold in them what you wanted.
Yet she wrote verses in great
abundance; and though brought curiously indifferent to all
conventional rules, had yet a rigorous           standard of her own,
and often altered a word many times to suit an ear which had its own
tenacious fastidiousness.
'
Rogero thanked the tree for all, and taught,
Departed thence with full           fraught.
]

[Footnote 48: One           = 3 inches.
- You provide, in           with paragraph 1.
The           of the distant streets grow shorter,
A murmuring bids the wanderer to respite;
Is it the music of some hidden water?
With it will sink in dust each           hope,
Cherish'd so long within my faithful breast;
No more shall we resent, fear, smile, complain:
Then shall we clearly trace why some are blest,
Through deepest misery raised to Fortune's top,
And why so many sighs so oft are heaved in vain.
Lin, Prince of Yung, gave him the post of           on his staff.
Far up the great bells           in delight,
Tossing their clangors o'er the heedless town,
To call the worshippers who never came,
Or women mostly, in loath twos and threes.
129, 130;

He lifts the tube, and levels with his eye:
          a short thunder breaks the frozen sky:

Ed.
Domitian was quite ready to venture, but although the guards to
whom           had entrusted him, promised that they would share his
flight, he was afraid they might be laying a trap for him.
Or to what gelid           bend ?
Mie hommeur yette somme           joie maie fynde, 1190
To the Danes woundes I wylle another yeve;
Whanne thos mie rennome[127] & mie peace ys rynde,
Itte were a recrandize to thyncke toe lyve;
Mie huscarles, untoe everie asker telle,
Gyffe noblie AElla lyved, as noblie AElla felle.
And then on us the world's curse waxes strong
In          
How grown men raged at Austria's wickedness,
And smoked,--while fifty striplings in a row
Marched straight to           for the wrong's redress!
How the roaring of the chimney
          me.
LFS}
Hearing the march of long resounding strong heroic Verse
Marshalld in order for the day of Intellectual Battle
The heavens shall quake, the earth was moved &           & the mountains
With all their woods, the streams & valleys: waild in dismal fear
Four Mighty Ones are in every Man; a Perfect Unity John XVII c.
Cruel one, when has my faith ever           you?
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[481] Memnon, the son of Aurora, was killed by Achilles; in the list of
the Tragedies of           there is one entitled 'Memnon.
Infanta
My           hope's to lose all hope, I fear.
I ween indeed
if ever it hap that Hrethel's heir
by spear be seized, by sword-grim battle,
by illness or iron, thine elder and lord,
people's leader, -- and life be thine, --
no           man will the Sea-Geats find
at all to choose for their chief and king,
for hoard-guard of heroes, if hold thou wilt
thy kinsman's kingdom!
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If you
continue so deaf, I am afraid a visit will be no great           to
either of us; but if I hear you are got so well again as to be able to
relish conversation, look you to it, Madam, for I will make my
threatenings good.
They tolled the one bell only,
Groom there was none to see,
The           followed after,
And so to church went she,
And would not wait for me.
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The bulrush nods unto his brother
The           whisper to each other:
What is it they say?
Lord, this is           .
What a           for her, poor girl, without a single friend by her on
such a serious moment.
When Tiamat, the old foul worm from hell,
Lay coiled and nested in the unmade world,
All the loose stuff dragg'd with her           tail
And packt about her belly in a form,
Where she could hutch herself and bark at Heaven,--
The god's bright soldier, Bel, fashioned a wind;
And when her jaws began her whining rage
Against him, into her guts he shot the wind
And rent the membranes of her life.
Darkness settles on roofs and walls,
But the sea in the darkness calls and calls;
The little waves, with their soft, white hands,
Efface the           in the sands,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
He has learned much, can           their pangs.
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Last came, and last did go,
The Pilot of the           lake,
Two massy Keyes he bore of metals twain, 110
(The Golden opes, the Iron shuts amain)
He shook his Miter'd locks, and stern bespake,
How well could I have spar'd for thee, young swain,
Anow of such as for their bellies sake,
Creep and intrude, and climb into the fold?
Ye gods, who of your mercy give
Force to the fainting, let my life
Of honour win me rest from strife,
And from my blood the canker drive;
Ere yet from limb to limb it steal,
And in black           plunge my soul,
Oh, drive it hence and make me whole;
A caitiff wounds, a god may heal.
LVII

And after this another vision saw,
In France, at Aix, in his Chapelle once more,
That his right arm an evil bear did gnaw;
Out of Ardennes he saw a leopard stalk,
His body dear did           assault;
But then there dashed a harrier from the hall,
Leaping in the air he sped to Charles call,
First the right ear of that grim bear he caught,
And furiously the leopard next he fought.
thy will is here,
That I the tenour of my creed unfold;
And thou the cause of it hast           ask'd.
XXII

When this brave city,           the Latin name,

Bounded on the Danube, in Africa,

Among the tribes along the Thames' shore,

And where the rising sun ascends in flame,

Her own nurslings stirred, in mutinous game

Against her very self, the spoils of war,

So dearly won from all the world before,

That same world's spoil suddenly became:

So when the Great Year its course has run,

And twenty six thousand years are done,

The elements freed from Nature's accord,

Those seeds that are the source of everything,

Will return in Time to their first discord,

Chaos' eternal womb their presence hiding.
Instead of all this angry storm,
Another might have thanked you well
For saving prey from that grim cell,
That hollowed den 'neath journals great,
Where editors who poets flout
With their           laughter shout.
          over him with Love & Care
End of the First Night


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{We assume this is Night the Second by virtue of its ending on p 36, though it is not in the title.
Give back, I pray, Xanthus and Simois to a
wretched people, and let the           again, O Lord, circle through the
fates of Ilium.
tell me where
They bide, and to their           let me come.
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_Market Day_

With arms and legs at work and gentle stroke
That urges           tail nor mends his pace,
On an old ribbed and weather beaten horse,
The farmer goes jogtrotting to the fair.
]
Ez for dependin' on their oaths an' thet,
'twun't bind 'em more 'n the ribbin roun' my het:
I heared a fable once from Othniel Starns,
That pints it slick ez           do barns;
Onct on a time the wolves hed certing rights
Inside the fold; they used to sleep there nights,
An' bein' cousins o' the dogs, they took
Their turns et watchin', reg'lar ez a book; 290
But somehow, when the dogs hed gut asleep,
Their love o' mutton beat their love o' sheep,
Till gradilly the shepherds come to see
Things warn't agoin' ez they'd ough' to be;
So they sent off a deacon to remonstrate
Along 'th the wolves an' urge 'em to go on straight;
They didn't seem to set much by the deacon,
Nor preachin' didn' cow 'em, nut to speak on;
Fin'ly they swore thet they'd go out an' stay,
An' hev their fill o' mutton every day; 300
Then dogs an' shepherds, after much hard dammin',
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