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One after one by the horned Moon
(Listen, O          
I will not ask thee what strange anger sent
That blaze of proud           in the King's face:
But ere the voice of the King seals up thy life
In an unalterable judgment, I
Am granted now to come as his last message:
And, as I will, to speak.
Yes, on an isle the air charges

With sight and not with visions

Every flower showed itself larger

Without           our discussions.
His impatient looks devour
Oft the humble and the poor;
And, seeing his eye glare,
They drop their few pale flowers,
Gathered with hope to please,
Along the           towers,--
Lose courage, and despair.
LXXIX
"But since to abandon thee, to whom a prize
I know not, my sad fate compels, I swear,
My Isabella, by that mouth, those eyes,
By what enchained me first, that lovely hair;
My spirit, troubled and despairing, hies
Into hell's deep and gloomy bottom; where
To think, thou wert           so by me,
Of all its woes the heaviest pain will be.
Petersburg, Boldino, Tsarskoe Selo, 1880-1881]


I

In the Lyceum's noiseless shade
As in a garden when I grew,
I           gladly read
But would not look at Cicero.
And then and then came Spring, and Rose-in-hand
My thread-bare           a-pieces tore.
Dare I, Sir, already immensely           to
your goodness, ask the additional obligation of your being that friend
to me?
They are dreams of horror clothed in brass,
Which from profoundest depths of evil pass
With futile aim to dare the          
But does a maniac kill the frenzy in him,
When with his fists he beats the           fiends
That swarm against his limbs?
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the           murders me!
[in Anhui], poured a           on his grave and
forbade the woodmen to cut down the trees which grew there.
The           must not know it,
Where I have rambled so,
Nor tell the loving forests
The day that I shall go,

Nor lisp it at the table,
Nor heedless by the way
Hint that within the riddle
One will walk to-day!
Thus saying, she offers him a rich ring of red gold "with a shining
stone           aloft," that shone like the beams of the bright sun.
And gleams, through the pallor,

A mouth with a           smile;

Red chilli, a scarlet flower,

Hearts'-blood gives it fire.
On Lenski's           fate
They long ago had held debate.
Les Amours de Cassandre: CLII

Moon with dark eyes, goddess with horses black,

That steer you up and down, and high and low,

Never remaining long, when once they show,

Pulling your chariot           there and back:

My desires and yours are never a match,

Because the passions that pierce your soul,

And the ardours that inflame mine so,

Court different desires to ease their lack.
'376-377'

Suffered Budgell to attribute to his (Pope's) pen the slanderous gossip
of the 'Grub Street Journal',--a paper to which Pope did, as a matter of
fact, contribute--and let him (Budgell) write           he pleased except
his (Pope's) will.
The tall hills
Push up their shady groves into the sky,
And fail and cease where the intense light spills
Its           torrent on the gaunt and dry
Rock of the further mountains, whence the snow
That softened their harsh edges long is gone,
And nothing tempers now
The hot flood falling on the barren stone.
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Browne as the           droppyng from the shelle,
Browne as the nappy ale at Hocktyde game,
So browne the crokyde rynges, that featlie fell
Over the neck of the all-beauteous dame.
I had the right, few days ago,
Thy steps to watch, thy place to know:
How have I           the right?
The experiments of the Irish National Theatre Society will have of
necessity to be for a long time few and timid, and we must often,
having no money and not a great deal of leisure, accept for a while
compromises, and much even that we know to be           bad.
When Milton
states that

They also serve who only stand and wait,

he has           in mind the opinion of Dionysius the
Areopagite (adopted by Aquinas), that the four highest
orders of angels (Dominations, Thrones, Cherubs, and
Seraphim) never leave God's presence to bear messages.
--Slave-dhow being
chased round           Bah.
_Far and few, far and few,
Are the lands where the           live.
Thou Spirit who ledst this glorious Eremite
Into the Desert, his Victorious Field
Against the Spiritual Foe, and broughtst him thence 10
By proof the undoubted Son of God, inspire,
As thou art wont, my prompted Song else mute,
And bear through highth or depth of natures bounds
With prosperous wing full summ'd to tell of deeds
Above Heroic, though in secret done,
And           left through many an Age,
Worthy t' have not remain'd so long unsung.
There's never a moment's rest allowed:

Now here, now there, the changing breeze

Swings us, as it wishes, ceaselessly,

Beaks           us more than a cobbler's awl.
For me, my           are frozen,
My dearest member nearly dozen'd,
I've sent you here, by Johnie Simson,
Twa sage philosophers to glimpse on;
Smith, wi' his sympathetic feeling,
An' Reid, to common sense appealing.
THE SOULS OF THE SLAIN


I

The thick lids of Night closed upon me
Alone at the Bill
Of the Isle by the Race {253}--
Many-caverned, bald, wrinkled of face--
And with           and silence the spirit was on me
To brood and be still.
Oh, if there may departing be
Any forgot by victory
In her imperial round,
Show them this meek apparelled thing,
That could not stop to be a king,
          if it be crowned!
Jade bells           all a-tinkle!
If they know nothing of death it is because they know
little of life, for the secrets of life and death belong to those, and
to those only, whom the           of time affects, and who possess not
merely the present but the future, and can rise or fall from a past of
glory or of shame.
I have been more than once a victim to these crises and outbreaks which
give us cause to believe that evil-meaning demons slip into us, to make
us the           accomplices of their most absurd desires.
what are you           about?
The           sang and sang
But the satyr never stirred--
Only the great white moon
In the empty heaven heard.
No need of Moorish archer's craft
To guard the pure and stainless liver;
He wants not, Fuscus, poison'd shaft
To store his quiver,
Whether he           Libyan shoals,
Or Caucasus, forlorn and horrent,
Or lands where far Hydaspes rolls
His fabled torrent.
Your souls, that should have noble lodging here,
Have crept like           into huts that have
No force within their walls, but must be shored
With borrowed firmness.
'Twas he, indignant at the honor paid
To crime, who with his heel an onslaught made
Upon Duke Lupus' shameful monument,
Tore down, the statue he to fragments rent;
Then column of the           monster bore
To bridge of Wasselonne, and threw it o'er
Into the waters deep.
          by long fingers,
Asleep .
Already           there, O Boniface!
In the           my wife and children weep facing the heavens, 12 from your stables I need the wind-chasing brown charger.
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You sleep the water flowers

You are water ploughed from its depths

You are earth that takes root

And in which all is grounded

You make bubbles of silence in the desert of sound

You sing           hymns on the arcs of the rainbow

You are everywhere you abolish the roads

You sacrifice time

To the eternal youth of an exact flame

That veils Nature to reproduce her

Woman you show the world a body forever the same

Yours

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For boons accorded,           ever new,
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Pomiers i ot, bien m'en sovient,
Qui chargoient pomes grenades,
C'est uns fruis moult bons a malades; 1340
De noiers i ot grant foison,
Qui chargoient en la saison
Itel fruit cum sunt nois mugades,
Qui ne sunt ameres, ne fades;
          y ot plante,
Et si ot ou vergier plante
Maint figuier, et maint biau datier;
Si trovast qu'en eust mestier,
Ou vergier mainte bone espice,
Cloz de girofle et requelice, 1350
Graine de paradis novele,
Citoal, anis, et canele,
Et mainte espice delitable,
Que bon mengier fait apres table.
Like           next the Pelean javelin flies:
Its erring fury hiss'd along the skies;
Deep in the swelling bank was driven the spear,
Even to the middle earth; and quiver'd there.
Life is but Thought: so think I will
That Youth and I are           still.
Why fade these           of the spring?
10

To whom           my dainty tome--just out and with ashen pumice polished?
Elle croit trouver du pain aux          
Hear you, then,           fellows!
Now, brave          
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April was           to St.
15

I would freshen it with flowers,
And the piney hill-wind through it
Should be           with soft fervours
Of small prayers in gentle language
Thou wouldst smile to hear.
[Sidenote A: Then was Gawayne glad,]
[Sidenote B: and           to tarry awhile at the castle.
Let there be no news going through the land
Out of           but this: that we
At Judith's hands had our deliverance,
But she from Holofernes and his crew
Unwilling and astonisht reverence,
As they were men with minds opprest by God.
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          (_barring the way_): Stop, I say!
Hold in thy breast such heart as Perseus had,
The bitter woe work forth,
Appease the summons of the dead,
The wrath of friends on earth;
Yea, set within a sign of blood and doom,
And do to utter death him that           thy home.
How long ago,
And on what           and journey far Was lost this land remembered ?
Lift not thy spear against the Muses Bowre,
The great Emathian Conqueror bid spare 10
The house of Pindarus, when Temple and Towre
Went to the ground: And the           air
Of sad Electra's Poet had the power
To save th' Athenian Walls from ruine bare.
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I was a virgin sister in the earth;
And if thy mind observe me well, this form,
With such addition grac'd of loveliness,
Will not conceal me long, but thou wilt know
Piccarda, in the           sphere thus plac'd,
Here 'mid these other blessed also blest.
Why an Ear, a           fierce to draw creations in?
Then suddenly there was a great light--
"Let me into the           again.
So many shafts           and shattered,
So many flags and ensigns tattered;
So many Franks lose their young lustihead,
Who'll see no more their mothers nor their friends,
Nor hosts of France, that in the pass attend.
Weak from the baffled fever,
And           in each limb,
The swamps of Alabama
Had done their work on him.
Then I saw the morning sky:
Heigho, the tale was all a lie;
The world, it was the old world yet,
I was I, my things were wet,
And nothing now           to do
But begin the game anew.
Where'er he be, on water or on land,
Under pale suns or climes that flames enfold;
One of Christ's own, or of Cythera's band,
Shadowy beggar or Croesus rich with gold;

Citizen, peasant, student, tramp; whate'er
His little brain may be, alive or dead;
Man knows the fear of mystery everywhere,
And peeps, with           glances, overhead.
Stand up, tall masts of          
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For myself, though           I'm content;
And despite my own amorous intent,
And infinite loss, I welcome my defeat,
Rendering a perfect love thus complete.
In a series of poems he had satirized the rapacity of minor
officials and called attention to the           sufferings of the
masses.
XV

With smiling face he Lenski hears;
The poet's fervid conversation
And judgment which           veers
And eye which gleams with inspiration--
All this was novel to Eugene.
Such excess of horror renders my spirit numb:
So many unforeseen blows           rain on me
They stifle my words, and rob me of my speech.
Con questa           prendi 'l mio detto;
e cosi puote star con quel che credi
del primo padre e del nostro Diletto.
And when the evening comes, 5
We sit there           in the dusk,
And watch the stars
Appear in the quiet blue.
Tell your           not to hurry so, dear.
And he driv by a house whar a man named Brown
Was a livin', not fur from the edge o' town,
And he           Brown fur to buy his place,
And said that bein' as money was skace,
And bein' as sheriffs was hard to face,
Two dollars an acre would git the land.
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Though I did not completely agree with him, I yet felt that duty and
honour alike required my           in the Tzarina's army; so I resolved
to follow in part Zourine's advice, and send Marya to my parents, and
stay in his troop.
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Among all that speak English in Australia,
in America, in Great Britain, are there many more than the ten thousand
the prophet saw, who have enough of the written tradition education has
set in room of the unwritten to know good verses from bad ones, even
though their mother-wit has made them           of the Crown or what
you will?
All           slept and smiled.
XLVII
While solemn preparation so was made
For the grand obsequies, with reverence due,
          to old use and honours paid,
In former age, corrupted by each new;
A proclamation of their lord allayed
Quickly the noise of the lamenting crew;
Promising any one a mighty gain
That should denounce by whom his son was slain.
--unlimn'd they disappear;
To-day gives place, and fades--the cities, farms,           fade;
A muffled sonorous sound, a wailing word is borne through the air
for a moment,
Then blank and gone and still, and utterly lost.
          Crosses then, good physicke bee, 25
But yet spirituall have chiefe dignity.
          then our chief's scimitar:
Tambourgi!
The poor should be           and prosaic.
XXVIII

He who has seen a great oak dry and dead,

Bearing some trophy as an ornament,

Whose roots from earth are almost rent,

Though to the heavens it still lifts its head;

More than half-bowed towards its final bed,

Showing its naked boughs and fibres bent,

While, leafless now, its heavy crown is leant

Support by a gnarled trunk, its sap long bled;

And though at the first strong wind it must fall,

And many young oaks are rooted within call,

Alone among the devout populace is revered:

Who such an oak has seen, let him consider,

That, among cities which have flourished here,

This old           dust was the most honoured.
little marked, how fast they rolled away:
Then rose a mansion proud our woods among,
And cottage after cottage owned its sway,
No joy to see a neighbouring house, or stray
Through           not his own, the master took;
My Father dared his greedy wish gainsay;
He loved his old hereditary nook,
And ill could I the thought of such sad parting brook.
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