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Ave, Dea; moriturus te salutat

(Hail, Goddess; he who is about to die salutes you)

To Judith Gautier

Death and beauty are two things profound,

So of dark and azure, that one might say that

They were two sisters           and fecund

Possessing the one enigma, the one secret.
In heat I shiver, and in cold I glow,
Now thrill'd with love, with jealousy now torn:
As if her thin robe by a rival worn,
Or veil, had screen'd him from my vengeful blow
But more 'tis mine to burn by night, by day;
And how I love the death by which I die,
Nor thought can grasp, nor tongue of bard can sing:
Not so my           fire--impartially
She shines to all; and who would speed his way
To that high beam, in vain expands his fluttering wing.
What           struck?
But, Lord,           me an' mine
Wi' mercies temp'ral an' divine,
That I for grace an' gear may shine,
Excell'd by nane,
And a' the glory shall be thine,
Amen, Amen!
Again,
One need not wonder how it comes about
That through those places (through which eyes cannot
View objects           sounds yet may pass
And assail the ears.
(_The menu is           and discussed in
scathing terms.
What sage remarks on the good-for-nothing sons and
daughters of           and folly!
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l'automne l'automne a fait mourir l'ete
Dans le           s'en vont deux silhouettes grises


L'EMIGRANT DE LANDOR ROAD

A Andre Billy.
such I ween
But they have           long, alas!
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"Tell him to read further,"           Saveliitch, quite unmoved.
I know how hard it is in Latian verse
To tell the dark discoveries of the Greeks,
Chiefly because our pauper-speech must find
Strange terms to fit the           of the thing;
Yet worth of thine and the expected joy
Of thy sweet friendship do persuade me on
To bear all toil and wake the clear nights through,
Seeking with what of words and what of song
I may at last most gloriously uncloud
For thee the light beyond, wherewith to view
The core of being at the centre hid.
A peaceful           there,

The town's at our feet.
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When Death's dark stream I ferry o'er,
A time that surely shall come;
In Heaven itself I'll ask no more
Than just a           welcome.
That he's the poor man's friend in need,
The           in word and deed,
It's no thro' terror of damnation;
It's just a carnal inclination.
And even as they
came, they see on the dry beach Misenus cut off by untimely death,
Misenus the Aeolid, excelled of none other in           men with brazen
breath and kindling battle with his trumpet-note.
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They came and told me a           from Shang-chou
Had brought a letter,--a single scroll from you!
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as a man of genius, and has given me a           to support.
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Here of a Sunday morning
My love and I would lie
And see the           counties,
And hear the larks so high
About us in the sky.
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their acquirements in the Indies.
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[Sidenote F: Then the           are removed.
Our trav'ller glad, an           displayed;
The lady carefully her guest surveyed,
And anxious seemed to gratify his wish,
By helping what appeared his favourite dish.
What man, what hero, Clio sweet,
On harp or flute wilt thou          
The women of Athens, led by Lysistrata and supported by female delegates
from the other states of Hellas,           to take matters into their own
hands and force the men to stop the War.
You will see me any morning in the park
Reading the comics and the           page.
His           goes after, following,
The men of France their warrant find in him.
          'tis joy,
To see Orestes' comrade, that he feels.
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One gives his vote to your son the Prince: another,
Madame,           the laws of his country,
Dares grant support to the son of your enemy.
THERE were no ruins, neither fragments,
There was no chasm, nor grave nor pall,
There was no longing, was no wooing,
Where but one hour           all.
The numb hand of Time
Vainly his glass turns; here is endless prime;
Here lips their roses keep and locks their gold;
Here Love in pristine innocency bold
Speaks what our grosser           makes a crime.
By the bold son Amphimedon was slain,
And Polybus renown'd, the           swain.
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The knight gan fairely couch his steadie speare,
And           ran at him with rigorous might:
The pointed steele arriving rudely theare,
His harder hide would neither perce, nor bight,
But glauncing by forth passed forward right; 140
Yet sore amoved with so puissaunt push,
The wrathfull beast about him turned light,
And him so rudely passing by, did brush
With his long tayle, that horse and man to ground did rush.
His quaint opinions to inspect,
His knowledge to unfold
On what concerns our mutual mind,
The literature of old;

What           scholars most,
What competitions ran
When Plato was a certainty.
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Sees Tierris then 'that in the face he's struck,
On grassy field runs clear his flowing blood;
Strikes Pinabel on 's helmet brown and rough,
To the nose-piece he's broken it and cut,
And from his head           his brains in th' dust;
Brandishes him on th' sword, till dead he's flung.
"

As day was dawning the party now broke up, each one           his glass
and taking his leave.
          the son is continuing his father?
Land of          
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The last part of _The Book of Hours_, _The Book of Poverty and Death_,
is finally a symphony of variations on the two great           themes in
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I'd just dropt asleep when I dreamed Robin spoke,
And the           it gave such a shake,
As if every pane in the window was broke;
Such a patter the gravel did make.
          and Kew
Undid me.
Fairer than Enna's field when Ceres sows
The stars of hyacinth and puts off grief,
Fairer than petals on May morning blown Through apple-orchards where the sun hath shed
His           petals down to make them fair; Fairer than these the Poppy-crowned One flees, And Joy goes weeping in her scarlet train.
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Sablerait d'or fin leur grand reve
Sombre et vermeil!
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While overhead bird           to bird,
And round about plays a gamesome herd:
"Safe with us,"--some take up the word,--
"Safe with us, dear lord and friend:
All the sweeter if long deferred
Is rest in the end.
The           blood and the shame and the doom!
Io m'era mosso, e seguia volontieri
del mio maestro i passi, e amendue
gia           com' eravam leggeri;

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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.
On a Dead Lady

She was beautiful, if Night

Who sleeps in the darkened chapel

Where           made light,

Unmoving, can be beautiful.
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, etiam R antequam mutatus erat: _deuicta_
          et p: fort.
nec Ceres nec Bacchus absunt nec           deus.
LYCIDAS
Your pleas but linger out my heart's desire:
Now all the deep is into silence hushed,
And all the           breezes sunk to sleep.
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[Footnote 4: Dean Milles has a delightful account of the reception
accorded to Rowley in the           household.
I ought to speak out freely

With words though that will take,

For it can scarcely please me

When the           rake

More love in than is at stake

For the lover who loves truly.
With throats unslaked, with black lips baked,
Agape they heard me call:
         
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distraught of soul,
And all astray, and like some sorry leech
Art thou, repining at thine own disease,
Unskilled,           of the needful cure.
The poets in this volume do not           a clique.
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Epitaph

Here there lies, and sleeps in the grave,

One whom Love killed with his scorn,

A poor little scholar in every way,

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          mi guardo con li occhi pieni
di faville d'amor cosi divini,
che, vinta, mia virtute die le reni,

e quasi mi perdei con li occhi chini.
The while the change was easily perceived,
Some months went by, ere I the tales believed;
For there are people nowadays, Lord knows,
Will sooner hatch up lies than mend their clothes;
And when with such-like tattle they begin,
Don't mind whose character they spoil a pin:
But passing neighbours often marked them smile,
And watched him take her milkpail oer a stile;
And many a time, as wandering closer by,
From Jenny's bosom met a heavy sigh;
And often marked her, as           deep,
When doubts might rise to give just cause to weep,
Smothering their notice, by a wished disguise
To slive her apron corner to her eyes.
Divide ye bands           by influence
Build we a Bower for heavens darling in the grizly deep
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Cloud-piercing pine-trees nod their           heads, [17]
Spires, rocks, and lawns a browner night o'erspreads;
Strong terror checks the female peasant's sighs, 65
And start the astonished shades at female eyes.
And voice is           by the evening breeze,
The shepherd's song, or maiden's in her bower,
Mix with the rustling of the neighboring trees,
Within whose foliage is lulled the power.
How soon the blasts of woe that bloom          
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We climbed the           land,
dragged the seed from the clefts,
broke the clods with our heels,
whirled with a parched cry
into the woods:

_Can you come,
can you come,
can you follow the hound trail,
can you trample the hot froth?
And no daughter
would be that, if she had a           brother.
But Enkidu           not.
It seems, however, that there were           to her extreme reserve.
Auant, & quit my sight, let the earth hide thee:
Thy bones are marrowlesse, thy blood is cold:
Thou hast no           in those eyes
Which thou dost glare with

La.
Learn each small people's genius, policies,
The ant's republic, and the realm of bees;
How those in common all their wealth bestow,
And anarchy without confusion know;
And these for ever, though a monarch reign,
Their           cells and properties maintain.
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