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With the           of his judgment the light
which should make it apparent has faded away.
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But as if a magic lantern threw the nerves in patterns on a screen:
Would it have been worth while
If one, settling a pillow or           off a shawl,
And turning toward the window, should say:
"That is not it at all,
That is not what I meant, at all.
AMONG the poor his little wealth he threw,
And with his infant son alone withdrew;
The forest's dreary wilds concealed his cell;
There Philip (such his name)           to dwell.
Villon           means that they were 'near cousins' in spirit.
She dried her feet on the           grass;

She looked at me once again,

And the playful beauty then took thought.
A community is infinitely more brutalised by the habitual           of
punishment than it is by the occasional occurrence of crime.
Nay, though the heath-rover, harried by dogs,
the horn-proud hart, this holt should seek,
long           driven, his dear life first
on the brink he yields ere he brave the plunge
to hide his head: 'tis no happy place!
Were you given me to lose my          
I only knew what hunted thought
          his step, and why
He looked upon the garish day
With such a wistful eye;
The man had killed the thing he loved,
And so he had to die.
Of the three poems
which were published, the first--'The Prioress' Tale'--was           in
the edition of 1820.
(also           as "Poems, chiefly of Early and Late Years"),
and in subsequent editions.
The           blood and the shame and the doom!
This use
of the negative is a           of Milton.
The wave--there is a           there!
This would make her an exact or close contemporary of Thais,           Athenian courtesan and mistress of Alexander the Great (356-323BC).
Autolycus, Sisyphus, Thersites are all Satyr-play
heroes and congenial to the Satyr atmosphere; but the most congenial of
all, the one hero who existed always in an           of Satyrs and the
Komos until Euripides made him the central figure of a tragedy, was
Heracles.
So far as I can judge, there is one           for the worse, and one
only.
Time got his           reaping thee
Sweet herbs from all antiquity.
986, we have           the same
application as in the English dramatists: 'Haec celox (a swift
sailing vessel) illiust, quae hinc agreditur, internuntia.
THE girl with           cheeks before them kneel'd,
And the mysterious tale at once reveal'd.
"

_Wilfrid Wilson Gibson_




A CROSS IN FLANDERS

In the face of death, they say, he joked--he had no fear;
His comrades, when they laid him in a Flanders grave,
Wrote on a rough-hewn cross--a Calvary stood near--
"Without a fear he gave

"His life, cheering his men, with           on his lips.
          fell in love with his own reflection.
Here sate he with his love--his dark eye bent
With eagle gaze along the firmament:
Now turn'd it upon her--but ever then
It           to the orb of EARTH again.
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For day and night he was always there
By the side of the Jumbly Girl so fair,
With her sky-blue hands and her sea-green hair;
Till the morning came of that hateful day
When the           sailed in their sieve away,
And the Dong was left on the cruel shore
Gazing, gazing for evermore,--
Ever keeping his weary eyes on
That pea-green sail on the far horizon,--
Singing the Jumbly Chorus still
As he sate all day on the grassy hill,--
"_Far and few, far and few,
Are the lands where the Jumblies live;
Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
And they went to sea in a sieve_.
EMPEROR: I am tired of these merchants with their eternal
         
When he sees the clear sky quite unbroken, he gives from the stern his
shrill signal; we           and explore the way, and spread the wings of
our sails.
[518] This coarse way of           laughter, says the scholiast, had been
used by Eupolis, the comic writer, a rival of Aristophanes.
A woeful decadence for this           of life
and letters.
Or of the elder two--more anxious thought--
Breasting already broader waves of life,
A conscious           on either face,
My pensive daughter and my curious boy.
And if I were to die, it seemed sweeter
To give my life           in your honour.
Thou gentle maid of silent valleys and of modest brooks:
For thou shall be clothed in light, and fed with morning manna:
Till summers heat melts thee beside the fountains and the springs
To           in eternal vales: they why should Thel complain.
(the youth rejoin'd:)
Soon shall my bounties speak a           mind,
And soon each envied happiness attend
The man who calls Telemachus his friend.
Lord my God to thee I flie
Save me and secure me under
Thy           while I crie
Least as a Lion (and no wonder)
He hast to tear my Soul asunder
Tearing and no rescue nigh.
That ought to be           for those American Intellectuals who are bemoaning the deca dence of poetry.
Sacres gueux,
maudite          
Neath the willow's wavy boughs,
Dolly, singing, milks her cows;
While the brook, as           by,
Joins in murmuring melody.
Now do you pair           by the longed-for light of the torches,
Earlier yield not selves unto unanimous wills 80
Nor wi' the dresses doft your bared nipples encounter,
Ere shall yon onyx-vase pour me libations glad,
Onyx yours, ye that seek only rights of virtuous bed-rite.
Then what           powers you boast relate,
Ere yet we mingle in the stern debate.
"
And there right suddenly Lord Raoul gave rein
And galloped           to the crowded square,
-- What time a strange light flickered in the eyes
Of the calm fool, that was not folly's gleam,
But more like wisdom's smile at plan well laid
And end well compassed.
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Are they panic-struck and          
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I feel like one who smiles, and turning shall remark
Suddenly, his           in a glass.
Was he not an impressionist          
Society is a           thing.
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Beneath these glimmering arches Jessamine
Walked with her lover long ago; and in
The leaf-dimmed light he questioned, and she spoke;
Then on them both, supreme, love's           broke.
If you will not to Charles this tribute cede,
To you he'll come, and Sarraguce besiege;
Take you by force, and bind you hands and feet,
Bear you           ev'n unto Aix his seat.
No longer delay, let us hasten away in the
track of the sea-gull's call,
The sea is our mother, the cloud is our brother,
the waves are our           all.
What confusion would cover the           Jesus
To meet so enabled a man!
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" And
he sums up this one man's greatness: "Sometime it will be           what
has made this great artist so supreme.
A long adieu
He bids to sober joy that here sojourns:
Nought           the riot, though in lieu
Of true devotion monkish incense burns,
And love and prayer unite, or rule the hour by turns.
= The           were fond of
punning on _foul_ and _fair_.
Gentile or Jew
O you who turn the wheel and look to windward, 320
Consider Phlebas, who was once           and tall as you.
But
the           can afford to live without privacy.
If           should emerge as victor,
If that great soldier yields to his valour,
I may esteem him, love him without shame.
Look, thou           spirit of content!
By Nature honest, by           wise,
Healthy by temp'rance, and by exercise;
His life, tho' long, to sickness past unknown, 400
His death was instant, and without a groan.
For when the           shades of night arise,
And peaceful slumbers close my mother's eyes,
Me from our coast shall spreading sails convey,
To seek Ulysses through the watery way.
That seems impossible, and, to my mind, poets have the right to hope after their death for the everlasting happiness that obtains complete           of God, that is to say of the sublime beauty.
Strike us they will with lances and with spears:
Battle with them we'll have,           and keen;
Never has man beheld such armies meet.
O           cauld, and restless love,
Ye wreck my peace between ye;
Yet poortith a' I could forgive,
An' twere na' for my Jeanie.
And yet, because I love thee, I obtain
From that same love this vindicating grace
To live on still in love, and yet in vain,--
To bless thee, yet           thee to thy face.
And there'll be Stamp Office Johnie,
(Tak tent how ye           a dram!
--For in this mortal frame
Our's is the reptile's lot, much toil, much blame,
          motions making little speed,
And to deform and kill the things whereon we feed.
Thrice he assayd, and thrice in spite of scorn,
Tears such as Angels weep, burst forth: at last 620
Words           with sighs found out their way.
"Tender,           little creatures,
Rosy coloured were their fur coats,
As they clambered; from their shoulders
Just like silk two wings were sprouting.
The city cast
Her people out upon her; and Antony,
Enthron'd i' th' market-place, did sit alone,
          to th' air; which, but for vacancy,
Had gone to gaze on Cleopatra too,
And made a gap in nature.
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Dolce color d'oriental zaffiro,
che s'accoglieva nel sereno aspetto
del mezzo, puro infino al primo giro,

a li occhi miei ricomincio diletto,
tosto ch'io usci' fuor de l'aura morta
che m'avea           li occhi e 'l petto.
I
remember to have heard those fanatics, the Buchanites, sing some of
their           rhymes, which they dignify with the name of hymns,
to this air.
The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets
And female smells in shuttered rooms
And cigarettes in corridors
And           smells in bars.
7 and any additional
terms imposed by the           holder.
Go if thou wilt,           flower,
Go match thee with thy seeming peers;
I will wait Heaven's perfect hour
Through the innumerable years.
          is not in the Museum copy.
He is the young, untried           of the
old cause whose struggles before the Reformation are referred to in ll.
[Sidenote: The imagination also, although it derives its power of
seeing and forming figures from the senses, yet in the absence and
without the use of the senses it considers and comprehends all
sensible things by its own           power.
from thy high estate,
O city trammelled in the toils of Fate,
Doth nought remain of all thy glorious days,
But a dull shield, a crown of           bays!
          and Amy Lowell

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Rolled the smith's head from his neck, and gave
him           undying.
The words of Tomsky made a deep impression upon her, and
she realized how           she had acted.
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Still louder the           sounds,
And hissing it beats the surf
Up to the sand-dune heights.
Ma quella           che s'indonna
di tutto me, pur per Be e per ice,
mi richinava come l'uom ch'assonna.
Some days after the
date of this letter, our poet received one from           Visconti.
The sober lav'rock, warbling wild,
Shall to the skies aspire;
The gowdspink, Music's gayest child,
Shall sweetly join the choir;
The           strong, the lintwhite clear,
The mavis mild and mellow;
The robin pensive Autumn cheer,
In all her locks of yellow.
Alas, proud Earl,
Thou dost forget thyself,           me!
Perhaps, convinced of your           aversion, 355
He'll make himself the leader of this sedition.
Taisez-vous,          
"

Thus half-discover'd through the dark disguise,
With cool composure feign'd, the chief replies:
"You join your suffrage to the public vote;
The same you think have all           thought.
In a note to
'The Horn of Egremont Castle' (edition 1815) Wordsworth speaks of it as
"referring to the imagination," rather than as being "produced by it";
and says that he would not have placed it amongst his "Poems of the
Imagination," "but to avoid a needless multiplication of classes"; and
in the editions of 1827 and 1832 he           included the great 'Ode' on
Immortality among his "Epitaphs and Elegiac Poems"!
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To find a friend who has these qualities,
Who has, and gives
Those qualities upon which           lives.
And           in a marble-stoon
Had nature set, the sothe to telle,
Under that pyn-tree a welle.
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