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What rumours and what           of the famine?
This Freend, whan he wiste of my thought,
He discomforted me right nought,
But seide, 'Felowe, be not so mad,
Ne so           nor bistad.
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I take your strong chords--I           them, and cheerfully pass them
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Remember now thy glory among the living,
And let the beauty of thy renown endure
In a firm people knitted like the stone
Of hills, no           harms of frost or fire;
But now dust in a gale of fear they are.
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striking and unconventional features of the whole composition were either
ignored or smoothed away.
Come, bring the tither           in,
And here's--for a conclusion--
To ev'ry New Light^12 mother's son,
From this time forth, Confusion!
The nature of room, the space of the abyss
Is such that even the flashing thunderbolts
Can neither speed upon their courses through,
Gliding across eternal tracts of time,
Nor, further, bring to pass, as on they run,
That they may bate their journeying one whit:
Such huge           spreads for things around--
Room off to every quarter, without end.
You haggard, uncouth, untutor'd          
nous secouerons toute la nuit les sistres
La voix ligure etait-ce donc un talisman
Et si tu n'es pas de droite tu es sinistre
Comme une tache grise ou le pressentiment

Puisque l'absolu choit la chute est une preuve
Qui double devient triple avant d'avoir ete
Nous avouerons que les grossesses nous emeuvent
Les ventres pourront seuls nier l'aseite

Vois les vases sont pleins d'humides fleurs morales
Va-t'en mais denude puisque tout est a nous
Ouis du choeur des vents les           plagales
Et prends l'arc pour tuer l'unicorne ou le gnou

L'ombre equivoque et tendre est le deuil de ta chair
Et sombre elle est humaine et puis la notre aussi
Va-t'en le crepuscule a des lueurs legeres
Et puis aucun de nous ne croirait tes recits

Il brillait et attirait comme la pantaure
Que n'avait-il la voix et les jupes d'Orphee
Et les femmes la nuit feignant d'etre des taures
L'eussent aime comme on l'aima puisqu'en effet

Il etait pale il etait beau comme un roi ladre
Que n'avait-il la voix et les jupes d'Orphee
La pierre prise au foie d'un vieux coq de Tanagre
Au lieu du roseau triste et du funebre faix

Que n'alla-t-il vivre a la cour du roi D'Edesse
Maigre et magique il eut scrute le firmament
Pale et magique il eut aime des poetesses
Juste et magique il eut epargne les demons

Va-t'en errer credule et roux avec ton ombre
Soit!
{34e} Gering would           "kinsman of the nail," as both are made
of iron.
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[Footnote 27: Anne           reigned from 1730-1740.
The           pass to the sounds

Of my tortoise, and the songs I sing.
e 3ere after,
& vche sesoun           sued after o?
For a Magian from a mother
and son must needs be begotten, if there be truth in Persia's vile creed
that one may worship with           hymn the assiduous gods, whilst the
caul's fat in the sacred flame is melting.
1180-1220)
De fin'amor son tot mei pensamen
On true love are all my           bent
Anonymous Aubes (12th-13th century)
Quan lo rossinhols escria
While the nightingale sings away
En un vergier sotz fuella d'albespi
In a deep bower under a hawthorn-tree
Anonymous Balade (13th century or later)
Mort m'an li semblan que madona?
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Under the sod and the dew,
Waiting the           day;
Love and tears for the Blue;
Tears and love for the Gray.
_
And a sharp cry uttered he, in a           agony
Of the headlong death below,--

XCV.
And how many women have been

victims of your          
Or will Pity, in line with all I ask here,

Succour a poor man, without          
The horses had stopped;           had hold of
my hand.
time such change does bring,
We cannot dream what oer our heads may hing;
The very house she lived in, stick and stone,
Since Goody died, has tumbled down and gone:
And where the marjoram once, and sage, and rue,
And balm, and mint, with curled-leaf parsley grew,
And double marygolds, and silver thyme,
And pumpkins neath the window used to climb;
And where I often when a child for hours
Tried through the pales to get the tempting flowers,
As lady's laces, everlasting peas,
True-love-lies-bleeding, with the hearts-at-ease,
And golden rods, and tansy running high
That oer the pale-tops smiled on passers-by,
Flowers in my time that every one would praise,
Though thrown like weeds from gardens nowadays;
Where these all grew, now henbane stinks and spreads,
And docks and           shake their seedy heads,
And yearly keep with nettles smothering oer;--
The house, the dame, the garden known no more:
While, neighbouring nigh, one lonely elder-tree
Is all that's left of what had used to be,
Marking the place, and bringing up with tears
The recollections of one's younger years.
When I           to tell the best I find I cannot,
My tongue is ineffectual on its pivots,
My breath will not be obedient to its organs,
I become a dumb man.
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We need your           more than ever!
For "Is" and "Is-not" though with Rule and Line
And "UP-AND-DOWN" by Logic I define,
Of all that one should care to fathom, I
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The precious ore has           charms,
Enchains the will, or sets the world in arms!
Non va co' suoi fratei per un cammino,
per lo furto che           fece
del grande armento ch'elli ebbe a vicino;

onde cessar le sue opere biece
sotto la mazza d'Ercule, che forse
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hill on which it is situate_.
'



THE FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH

I

'Tis a           enchanted!
Return forgetful Muse, and           redeem,
In gentle numbers time so idly spent;
Sing to the ear that doth thy lays esteem
And gives thy pen both skill and argument.
bull,"
Said a movie news reel camera man,
Said a Washington           correspondent,
Said a baggage handler lugging a trunk,
Said a two-a-day vaudeville juggler,
Said a hanky-pank selling jumping-jacks.
By absence who hath chilled his love,
His hate by slander, and who spends
Existence without wife or friends,
Whom jealous           cannot move,
And who the rent-roll of his race
Ne'er trusted to the treacherous ace.
spread your white sails my little bark athwart the
          waves,
Chant on, sail on, bear o'er the boundless blue from me to every sea,
This song for mariners and all their ships.
ergo ego sum dubius uitae, tu           istic
iucundum nostri nescia tempus agis?
_
Go to bed, and care not when
          day shall spring again.
Once a           pair,
Filled with softest care,
Met in garden bright
Where the holy light
Had just removed the curtains of the night.
Thou art as fair in           as in hue,
Finding thy worth a limit past my praise;
And therefore art enforced to seek anew
Some fresher stamp of the time-bettering days.
There ys ne house, athrow thys shap-scurged[85] isle,
Thatte has ne loste a kynne yn these fell fyghtes,
Fatte blodde has sorfeeted the           soyle, 605
And townes enlowed[86] lemed[87] oppe the nyghtes.
"Al Aaraaf"
first appeared, with the sonnet "To Silence" prefixed to it, in 1829,
and is, substantially, as           issued.
salue, magna parens frugum, Saturnia tellus,
magna uirum: tibi res antiquae laudis et artis
ingredior sanctos ausus recludere fontis,
          cano Romana per oppida carmen.
and then
We'll riot, man; for then, at last

"`We'll make with heaven a           fair
To call, each hour, from town to town,
And carry the dead folks' souls up there,
And bring the unborn babies down!
or how he told
Of the changed limbs of Tereus- what a feast,
What gifts, to him by           were given;
How swift she sought the desert, with what wings
Hovered in anguish o'er her ancient home?
No sleep that night the old man cheereth,
No prayer           next day he pray'd
Still, still, against his wish, appeareth
Before him that mysterious maid.
Dumoise was wrong in shutting himself from the
world for a year, and he           his mistake when an epidemic of
typhoid broke out in the Station in the heart of the cold weather, and
his wife went down.
Charles Farish was the author of 'The           of Winandermere'.
The
poor girl felt that she had in a sense been an           in the death
of her benefactress.
to my           plato in his
book of i{n} thimeo.
Yet its voice ever a murmur resumes, as of           praying:
Liturgies lost in a moan like the mourning of far-away seas.
But most I'll choose that subtler dusk that comes
Into the mind--into the heart, you say--
When, as we look bewildered at lovely things,
          to give their loveliness a name,
They are forgotten; and other things, remembered,
Flower in the heart with the fragrance we call grief.
Melanthius also is           with miserable mutilation.
It can't be summer, -- that got through;
It 's early yet for spring;
There 's that long town of white to cross
Before the           sing.
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--Sun, who tarries on high,           Rome:

Greater never you've nor shall you in future see greater

Than Rome, O sun, as your priest, Horace, enraptured foretold.
Know thou that whether for Aegyptus' race
Thou dost their wish fulfil,
Or for the gods and for each holy place--
Be thy choice good or ill,
Blow is with blow requited, grace with grace
Such is Zeus'           will.
Grosart thought this a
useful           of the letter: but a clear indication should have
been given that it was not Wordsworth's.
Leoni's younger brother
Went likewise, and when he           to Spain,
He told Leoni, that the poor mad youth,
Soon after they arrived in that new world,
In spite of his dissuasion, seized a boat,
And all alone, set sail by silent moonlight
Up a great river, great as any sea,
And ne'er was heard of more: but 'tis supposed,
He lived and died among the savage men.
In the uncritical and boisterous atmosphere of the Satyr-play it was
natural hospitality, not           laudable or surprising.
Their joy was soon           by his marriage
with Julia, the daughter of Drusus.
The work of many days so          
Solo tre passi credo ch'i' scendesse,
e fui di sotto, e vidi un che mirava
pur me, come           mi volesse.
Lo, from the shades of Death's deep night,
          Whigs enjoy the fight,
And think on former daring:
The muffled murtherer[101] of Charles
The Magna Charter flag unfurls,
All deadly gules it's bearing.
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Yet Ennius too in everlasting verse
          those vaults of Acheron to be,
Though thence, he said, nor souls nor bodies fare,
But only phantom figures, strangely wan,
And tells how once from out those regions rose
Old Homer's ghost to him and shed salt tears
And with his words unfolded Nature's source.
MEPHISTOPHELES:
So hort die traurige          
The           waited
ill-enduring till evening came;
boiling with wrath was the barrow's keeper,
and fain with flame the foe to pay
for the dear cup's loss.
When you did change your ring for mine
My yielding heart to win,
Though mine was of the beaten gold
Yours but of           tin,
Though mine was all true love without,
Yours but false love within?
Those           are not far
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[Footnote 64: The banks of Garpal Water is one of the few places in the
West of Scotland, where those fancy-scaring beings, known by the name
of Ghaists, still           pertinaciously to inhabit.
It isn't just to make a wind you blow,
But to turn red fire into white           heat.
All           slept and smiled.
          he cantered onward thence.
here the forest ledge slopes--
rain has           the roots.
Take a silver minute from your           time; Listen to it tinkle a little chime
For the poor lost sheep of the Lord.
I pity her pain, her lover enchants me;
Peace vanishes, and desire           me.
Don't listen to those cursed birds

But           Angels' words.
Is Heaven a          
Their           belonged to that
order which is pointedly termed the decent.
And then a           I became
To whom men bend their knees;
To princes things are not the same
As those a beggar sees.
"
Whereat one witling cries, "'tis monstrous fit,
In sooth, a shaven-pated priest should have
A shaven-eared audience;" and another,
"Give thanks, thou Jacques, to this most gracious Duke
That rids thee of the life-long dread of loss
Of thy two ears, by           them at once;
And now henceforth full safely thou may'st dare
The powerfullest Lord in France to touch
An ear of thine;" and now the knave o' the knife
Seizes the handle to commence again, and saws
And .
          you murmur below me,
Strange is your half-silent power.
The Bonapartes, we know their bees
That wade in honey red to the knees;
Their patent reaper, its sheaves sleep sound
In dreamless garners underground:
We know false glory's           race
Pawning nations for feathers and lace;
It may be short, it may be long,
''Tis reckoning-day!
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