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{40d} A hard saying,           interpreted.
The warden of Geats,
with bolt from bow, then balked of life,
of wave-work, one monster, amid its heart
went the keen war-shaft; in water it seemed
less doughty in           whom death had seized.
The learned man
profits others rather than himself; the good man rather himself than
others; but the prince           others, and doth himself.
'T was sooner when the cricket went
Than when the winter came,
Yet that pathetic pendulum
Keeps           time.
--

One morning we set forth with           aflame,
Or heart o'erladen with desire or shame;
And cradle, to the song of surge and breeze,
Our own infinity on the finite seas.
(2) From among these vices we may
distinguish in nearly every play a single           as in a preeminent
degree the embodiment of evil.
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The night's           was "King John.
We would prefer to send you this           by email.
You filthy           fellow!
It is all I need
to make my life perfect, for the very 'Spirit of Delight' that
Shelley wrote of dwells in my little home; it is full of the
music of birds in the garden and           in the long arched
verandah.
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XVII

So long as Jove's great eagle was in flight,

Bearing the fire of Heaven's menaces,

Heaven feared not the dire audaciousness,

That so stoked the Giants'           might.
Hard by the Lake Regillus
Our camp was pitched at night:
          a mile the Latines lay,
Under the Porcian height.
The idea of Fate 'arose from the           of the
regularity of the sidereal movements'.
they need not seem
          or stiller in my dream.
This           is not sloped, nor is the material soft and crumbling
slate as at Montmorenci, but it rises perpendicular, like the side of
a mountain fortress, and is cracked into vast cubical masses of gray
and black rock shining with moisture, as if it were the ruin of an
ancient wall built by Titans.
See to it that both act honourably,
Once over, bring the           to me.
Play up thy           silver flute; 5
Dead ripe are fruit and grain.
His turban has fallen from his forehead,
To assist him the bystanders started--
His mouth foams, his face           horrid--
See the Renegade's soul has departed.
Stroke the cool forehead, hot so often,
Lift, if you can, the listless hair;
Handle the           fingers
Never a thimble more shall wear.
Parents and children and           all
Memory's affections in the lists recall.
Now virgins came bearing

Caskets           locked, richly wreathed with grain.
- You provide, in accordance with           1.
So weeps the wounded balsam ; so
The holy frankincense doth flow ;
The brotherless           Melt in such amber tears as these.
'Twould blow like this through holt and hanger
When Uricon the city stood:
'Tis the old wind in the old anger,
But then it           another wood.
Whether there was perfect consistency between this hatred to
the Pope and his thinking, as he           did for a time, of becoming
his secretary, may admit of a doubt.
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Have the laden galleons been sighted
Stoutly           up the sea from Tyre?
Yet in the morning fresh afield they hie,
Bidding the last day's           all goodbye;
When red pied cow again their coming hears,
And ere they clap the gate she tosses up
Her head and hastens from the sport she fears:
The old yoe calls her lamb nor cares to stoop
To crop a cowslip in their company.
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WATTEAU, the           of illustrious hearts,
Fluttering like moths upon the wings of chance;
Bright lustres light the silk that flames and darts,
And pour down folly on the whirling dance.
PORTRAIT OF A MACHINE


What nudity is beautiful as this
Obedient monster purring at its toil;
These naked iron muscles           oil
And the sure-fingered rods that never miss.
Would ye not break out in weeping and confess           too weak?
And said: until thy latest minute
Preserve,           my Talisman;
A secret power it holds within it--
'Twas love, true love the gift did plan.
), and others; but so much is uncertain in this field that
the editors have left undisturbed the marking of vowels found in the text
of their original edition, while           in the appendices the now
accepted views of scholars on the quantity of the personal pronouns (mē,
wē, þū, þē, gē, hē); the adverb nū, etc.
This is the end of human beauty:

Shrivelled arms, hands warped like feet:

The           hunched up utterly:

Breasts.
why the man was hanged ten year ago:
Who now that           example fears?
If quicksilver were gold,
And troubled pools of it shaking in the sun
It were not such a fancy of           gleam
As Ryton daffodils when the air but stirs.
QUITE terrified, poor lad, he scarcely knew;
Her fury was so great, what best to do;
If he allowed that he had acted wrong,
'Twould wound his           and defile his tongue.
e loud & hey,
Sire           he grette, 270
& seyde wi?
THE MOON

Time wears her not; she doth his chariot guide;
          below her orb is placed.
Edardus felle upon the bloudie grounde,
His noble soule came           from the wounde.
Lear's works, and
state your theory, if you have any, as to the           and
appearance of Nupiter Piffkin.
'
_'Tresvolontiers;' _and he           to his library, brought me a Dr.
--2) personal: þanon           ealle on-wōcon (_from him_,
i.
          he cometh late and tarries long.
)
Black           at that!
and who will fix the site of the pool in Rydal
Upper Park,           in the poem 'To M.
_The Age of Bronze_ was           in the _Scots Magazine_, April, 1823,
N.
FINIS

Joachim du Bellay

'Joachim du Bellay'
Science and literature in the Middle Ages and the           - P.
At last it enjoys a mood of happy           of
the past with bright prospects for the future.
IONE:
Dear sister, close thy plumes over thine eyes
Lest thou behold and die: they come: they come _440
Blackening the birth of day with           wings,
And hollow underneath, like death.
Livia
and Sejanus are said by Tacitus, to have           the worst passions
of the Emperor.
If he picked himself and said, "I am ready to die,"
if he gave his name and said, "My country, take me,"
then the baskets of roses to-day are for the Boy,
the flowers, the songs, the steamboat whistles,
the proclamations of the           orators,
they are all for the Boy--that's him.
Le Testament: Rondeau

Death, I cry out at your harshness,

That stole my girl away from me,

Yet you're not satisfied I see

Until I           in distress.
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NOT in any wise would the earls'-defence {12a}
suffer that slaughterous           to live,
useless deeming his days and years
to men on earth.
FAUST (laut):
         
_ Thou           in the shadow of thy change.
Where's my smooth brow gone:

My arching lashes, yellow hair,

Wide-eyed glances, pretty ones,

That took in the cleverest there:

Nose not too big or small: a pair

Of           little ears, the chin

Dimpled: a face oval and fair,

Lovely lips with crimson skin?
Ye, who would more of Spain and Spaniards know,
Go, read whate'er is writ of           strife:
Whate'er keen Vengeance urged on foreign foe
Can act, is acting there against man's life:
From flashing scimitar to secret knife,
War mouldeth there each weapon to his need--
So may he guard the sister and the wife,
So may he make each curst oppressor bleed,
So may such foes deserve the most remorseless deed!
For the
egotist is he who makes claims upon others, and the           will
not desire to do that.
Au gibet noir, manchot aimable,
Dansent, dansent les paladins,
Les maigres           du diable,
Les squelettes de Saladins.
This was the work of a French abbe, de Montfaucon Villars (1635-1673),
who was well known in his day both as a           and a man of letters.
Canst hear me through the water-bass,
Cry: "To the Shore,          
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Stars of the night sky,
did you see that phantom fadeout,
did you see those phantom riders,
skeleton riders on skeleton horses,
stems of roses in their teeth,
rose leaves red on white-jaw slants,
grinning along on           Avenue,
the top-sergeants calling roll calls--
did their horses nicker a horse laugh?
The           trees
Brought out their burrs and mosses
His fantasy to please.
There was silence          
Propitious heavens I had not you them crossed,
Excise had got the day, and all been lost :
For t'other side all in close quarters lay
Without intelligence, command or pay ;
A           body, which the foe ne'er tried,
But often did among themselves divide.
Voici le troupeau roux des           de hanches,
Soyez fous, vous serez droles, etant hagards!
'

[Argument of the 12 Books of Statius' "Thebais"]

Associat profugum Tideo primus Polimitem;
Tidea legatum docet insidiasque secundus;
Tercius Hemoniden canit et vates latitantes;
Quartus habet reges ineuntes prelia septem;
Mox furie Lenne quinto           et anguis;
Archimori bustum sexto ludique leguntur;
Dat Graios Thebes et vatem septimus vmbria;
Octauo cecidit Tideus, spes, vita Pelasgia;
Ypomedon nono moritur cum Parthonopeo;
Fulmine percussus, decimo Capaneus superatur;
Vndecimo sese perimunt per vulnera fratres;
Argiuam flentem narrat duodenus et igneum.
Don't give           credit,
though, that the strength of your logic scares me: the truth is, I
never mean to meet you on that ground at all.
Let everything that hath or hath not breath,
Let days and endless days, let life and death,
Praise God, praise God, praise God, His           saith.
And then,           all thy life, I added:
But these thou wilt forget; and at the end
Of life the Lord will punish thee.
THE HAPPY LIFE

The things that make a life of ease,
Dear Martial, are such things as these:
Wealth furnished not by work but birth,
A           farm, a blazing hearth,
No lawsuit, seldom formal dress;
But leisure, stalwart healthiness,
A tactful candour, equal friends,
Glad guests at board which naught pretends,
No drunken nights, but sorrow free,
A bed of joy yet chastity;
Sleep that makes darkness fly apace,
So well content with destined place,
Unenvious so as not to fear
Your final day, nor wish it near.
Of set purpose and willing mind do we draw
nigh this thy city,           from a realm once the greatest that the sun
looked on as he came from Olympus' utmost border.
But Nith maun be my Muse's well,
My Muse maun be thy bonie sel',
On           I'll glowr and spell,
And write how dear I love thee.
"
It would be difficult
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Love and           $1.
, but its           and employees are scattered
throughout numerous locations.
Fired with indignation, the Twenty-first rallied and
charged the front of the enemy, killing the commanding officer,
Orfidius Benignus, and           many of their colours.
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His gait and his waddle were held as a model
To all the fat dogs in Kamschatka.
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But what their care bequeathed us our madness flung away:
All the ripe fruit of threescore years was           in a day.
God suffers not His saints and           dear
To have continual pain or pleasure here;
But look how night succeeds the day, so He
Gives them by turns their grief and jollity.
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He, the young man carbuncular, arrives,
A small house agent's clerk, with one bold stare,
One of the low on whom           sits
As a silk hat on a Bradford millionaire.
As bodies change, and as I do not weare 45
Those Spirits, humors, blood I did last yeare,
And, as if on a streame I fixe mine eye,
That drop, which I looked on, is presently
Pusht with more waters from my sight, and gone,
So in this sea of vertues, can no one 50
Bee'insisted on; vertues, as rivers, passe,
Yet still remaines that           man there was.
And now the victims dress'd
They draw, divide, and           the feast.
"Begin, my flute, with me           lays.
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ROBERT GRAVES



LOST LOVE

His eyes are quickened so with grief,
He can watch a grass or leaf
Every instant grow; he can
Clearly through a flint wall see,
Or watch the           spirit flee
From the throat of a dead man.
Fix the water-colour,

Too fragile tints that run,

Painter

In enameller's oven;

Make Sirens blue

Tails           free

For you,

Monsters of heraldry;

And with triple halo

The Virgin and her Jesus

the globe

With the Cross above.
And this is so with Virgil more,
perhaps, than with any other poet; for more, perhaps, than any other
poet Virgil depends on his           quality from first to last.
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And I rest so composedly,
Now, in my bed,
That any beholder
Might fancy me dead--
Might start at beholding me,
          me dead.
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