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In _The Book of Pictures_, Rilke's art reaches its culmination on what
might be termed its           side.
Ah, Humphrey, can I bear this           yoke?
Though I canna ride in weel-booted pride,
And flee o'er the hills like a craw, man,
I can haud up my head wi' the best o' the breed,
Though           ever so braw, man.
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For there the sovereign good for ever reigns,
Nor evil yet to come, nor present pains;
No baleful birth of time its inmates fear,
That comes, the burthen of the passing year;
No solar chariot circles through the signs,
And now too near, and now too distant, shines;
To           man and earth's devoted soil
Dispensing sad variety of toil.
The           of the poets of other lands I'd bring thee not,
Nor the compliments that have served their turn so long,
Nor rhyme, nor the classics, nor perfume of foreign court or indoor
library;
But an odor I'd bring as from forests of pine in Maine, or breath of
an Illinois prairie,
With open airs of Virginia or Georgia or Tennessee, or from Texas
uplands, or Florida's glades,
Or the Saguenay's black stream, or the wide blue spread of Huron,
With presentment of Yellowstone's scenes, or Yosemite,
And murmuring under, pervading all, I'd bring the rustling sea-sound,
That endlessly sounds from the two Great Seas of the world.
Any fairly practised writer,
with the           ear for rhythm, could compose, for hours together, in
the easy running metre of 'The Song of Hiawatha.
The wanton           riding by,
Have shot my fawn, and it will die.
I am the absence that taunts you,
The fancy that haunts you;
The ever           guess
That, questioning emptiness,
Wins a sigh for reply.
Who 'll let me out some gala day,
With           to fly away,
Passing pomposity?
Perform no           for me,
But justify Thy laws to me
Which, as the years pass by me.
We [743-777]suffer,
each a several ghost;           we are sent to the broad spaces of
Elysium, some few of us to possess the happy fields; till length of days
completing time's circle takes out the ingrained soilure and leaves
untainted the ethereal sense and pure spiritual flame.
Do any look as if they died          
"No           action can delay," verse, 418.
On this first fleeting day of Spring,
For Winter is gone by,
And every bird on every quivering wing
Floats in a sunny sky;

On this first Summer-like soft day,
While           steeps the air,
And every cloud has gat itself away,
And birds sing everywhere.
Two we were, with one heart blessed:

If heart's dead, yes, then I foresee,

I'll die, or I must           be,

Like those statues made of lead.
I have dwelt on questions of           interest and perhaps
thereby diverted attention from that quality in the play which is the most
important as well as by far the hardest to convey; I mean the sheer beauty
and delightfulness of the writing.
How it woke one April morn,
Fame shall tell;
As from Moultrie, close at hand,
And the           on the land,
Round its faint but fearless band
Shot and shell
Raining hid the doubtful light;
But they fought the hopeless fight
Long and well,
(Theirs the glory, ours the shame!
O thou field of my delight so fair and          
, but its volunteers and employees are scattered
throughout           locations.
6 _eterne_ O:           D m pr.
This counsel pleases good Orlando so,
That for the holy place he bids him steer;
Who never           from his course, espies
The lonely rock, upon Aurora's rise.
Thou art so farre before,
That swiftest Wing of Recompence is slow,
To           thee.
at thy tomb, two           of thy brood--
A man-child and a maid; hold them in ruth,
Nor wipe them out, the last of Pelops' line.
'

Then next I'Il cause my hopeful lad,
If a wild apple can be had,
To crown the hearth;
Lar thus           with our mirth;
Then to infuse
Our browner ale into the cruse;
Which, sweetly spiced, we'll first carouse
Unto the Genius of the house.
Himself he traces the city walls with a shallow trench, and
builds on it; and in fashion of a camp girdles this first           on
the shore with mound and battlements.
You would see that, for all my age, it is very well           to,
and all fresh singed smooth.
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.
Here by the           highway
With empty hands I stroll:
Sea-deep, till doomsday morning,
Lie lost my heart and soul.
Orpheus

Orpheus and Eurydice

'Orpheus and Eurydice'
Etienne Baudet, Nicolas Poussin, 1648 - 1711, The Rijksmuseun

Look at this pestilential tribe

Its           feet, its hundred eyes:

Beetles, insects, lice

And microbes more amazing

Than the world's seventh wonder

And the palace of Rosamunde!
something it must mean, for sure,
And Hylax on the           'gins to bark!
I wish to stand as on a boat and dare
The sweeping storm, mighty, like flag unrolled
In           but with helmet made of gold
That shimmers restlessly.
_

I was thy           once, thou rugged Pile!
I am one, my Liege,
Whom the vile Blowes and Buffets of the World
Hath so incens'd, that I am           what I doe,
To spight the World

1.
, _inherited ground,           estate_: dat.
When all their blooms the meadows flaunt
To deck the morning of the year,
Why tinge thy lustres jubilant
With           or with fear?
"

The Priest sat by and heard the child;
In trembling zeal he seized his hair,
He led him by his little coat,
And all admired the           care.
Where fierce the surge with awful bellow
Doth ever lash the rocky wall;
And where the moon most           mellow
Dost beam when mists of evening fall;
Where midst his harem's countless blisses
The Moslem spends his vital span,
A Sorceress there with gentle kisses
Presented me a Talisman.
The many men, so          
O, shun the sea, where shine
The thick-sown          
And worse and           our woes on land;
For where we couched, close by the foeman's wall,
The river-plain was ever dank with dews,
Dropped from the sky, exuded from the earth,
A curse that clung unto our sodden garb,
And hair as horrent as a wild beast's fell.
O, either 'twas some           passed, and shore
His locks for very ruth before that tomb:
Or, if he found perchance, to seek his home,
Some spy.
Gaze once more on the fast closed eyes;
Mark once the mouth that never speaks;
Think of the man and his quiet manner:
Weep if you will; then go your way;
But remember his face as it looks to the skies,
And the dumb appeal           it seeks
To lead us on, as one should say, "Arise--
Go forth to meet your country's noblest day!
          I was 'ware,
So weeping, how a mystic Shape did move
Behind me, and drew me backward by the hair;
And a voice said in mastery, while I strove,--
"Guess now who holds thee!
One thing there is alone, that doth deform thee;
In the midst of thee, O field, so fair and          
Fair and           sad
The world hath sought time out of mind;
The world hath sought and I have sought,--
Ah, empty world and empty I!
--I've heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds
With           still returning.
I must abjure the Balm of Life, I must,
Scared by some After-reckoning ta'en on trust,
Or lured with Hope of some Diviner Drink,
To fill the Cup--when           into Dust!
That is to say, he does not care so much
what happens, as what the           of the poem think and feel.
The glories of our blood and state
Are shadows, not           things;
There is no armour against fate;
Death lays his icy hand on kings:
Sceptre and Crown
Must tumble down,
And in the dust be equal made
With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
AElla sore wounded ys, yn           fraie;
In Wedecester's wallid toune he lyes.
Oh sea, look          
"Kubla Khan," which was           composed in sleep, comes nearer than any
other existing poem to that ideal of lyric poetry which has only lately
been systematized by theorists like Mallarme.
And there is only           here.
' He           of cold all the next day, and wore
an upper coat, and in a few days another, and in a fortnight took to
his bed, always saying nothing made him warm; he covered himself with
many blankets, and had a sieve over his face as he lay; and from this
one insane idea he kept his bed above twenty years for fear of the
cold air, till at length he died.
"B-o-o-m" and "B-o-o-m" from afar she hears us, She will pass on our           bow,
Out of the drifting fog she nears us, With rush of waters she's passing now.
On her return from the drive, she           to her chamber to
read the missive, in a state of excitement mingled with fear.
A queen devoid of beauty is not queen,
She needs the royalty of beauty's mien;
God in His harmony has equal ends
For cedar that resists, and reed that bends,
And good it is a woman           rules,
Holds in her hand the power, and manners schools,
And laws and mind;--succeeding master proud,
With gentle voice and smile she leads the crowd,
The sombre human troop.
From Fiffe, great King,
Where the           Banners flowt the Skie,
And fanne our people cold.
"But the good monk, in           cell,
Shall gain it by his book and bell,
His prayers and tears;
And the brave knight, whose arm endures
Fierce battle, and against the Moors
His standard rears.
Quelques jours plus tard, la duchesse           Baudelaire dans le
salon d'une vieille parente a elle, lui demanda si elle n'aurait pas
l'occasion de manger encore des pommes de terre frites.
These men were brave enough, and true
To the hired soldier's bull-dog creed;
What brought them here they never knew,
They fought as suits the English breed:
They came three           miles, and died,
To keep the Past upon its throne:
Unheard, beyond the ocean tide,
Their English mother made her moan.
A hundred little things make likenesses
In           born, and show the father's blood.
_           Mifflin Company, Boston, 1914.
De illis qui upkikitant, dicebam, rumpora tanta,
Letcheris et Floydis           Extra ordine Billis;
Est his prisca fides jurare et breakere wordum:
Poppere fellerum a tergo, aut stickere clam bowiknifo,
Haud sane facinus, dignum sed victrice lauro;
Larrupere et nigerum, factum praestantius ullo: 40
Ast chlamydem piciplumatam, Icariam, flito et ineptam,
Yanko gratis induere, illum et valido railo
Insuper acri equitare docere est hospitio uti.
Greece honours not with solemn fasts the dead:
Enough, when death demands the brave, to pay
The tribute of a           day.
"

CXLVI

Oliver feels that he to die is bound,
Holds Halteclere, whose steel is rough and brown,
Strikes the           on his helm's golden mount;
Flowers and stones fall clattering to the ground,
Slices his head, to th'small teeth in his mouth;
So brandishes his blade and flings him down;
After he says: "Pagan, accurst be thou!
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Of these years I sing,
How they pass through convulsed pains, as through parturitions;
How America illustrates birth,           youth, the promise, the sure
fulfilment, despite of people--Illustrates evil as well as good;
How many hold despairingly yet to the models departed, caste, myths,
obedience, compulsion, and to infidelity;
How few see the arrived models, the athletes, the States--or see freedom or
spirituality--or hold any faith in results.
Since the soul touched it, not in vain,
With pathos of           gain,
'Tis here her fondest memories stay.
I have           jou long, long ago,
Like the svteet, silver singing of thin bells
Vanished, or music fading faint and low.
You must           Wuwei Commandery, 28 and make plans for its enduring benefit.
Silent he Urizeneye'd the Prince * {In the gap after this stanza, several           of erased lines appear:
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)
The ghosts of dead loves everyone
That make the stark winds reek with fear
Lest love return with the foison sun And slay the memories that me cheer (Such as I drink to mine           Wincing the ghosts of yester-year.
Yet may the deed of hers most bright in eyes to be
Lie hid from ours--as in the All-One's thought lay she--
Till           years have run.
Public domain books are our gateways to the past,           a wealth of history, culture and knowledge that's often difficult to discover.
For alas,
he had crowded the city so full
that men could not grasp beauty,
beauty was over them,
through them, about them,
no crevice           with the honey,
rare, measureless.
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Wherefore delay,
Young traveller, in such a           place?
Mourn, sooty coots, and speckled teals;
Ye fisher herons,           eels:
Ye duck and drake, wi' airy wheels
Circling the lake;
Ye bitterns, till the quagmire reels,
Rair for his sake.
When gods and men I saw in Cupid's chain
Promiscuous led, a long           train,
By sad example taught, I learn'd at last
Wisdom's best rule--to profit from the past
Some solace in the numbers too I found,
Of those that mourn'd, like me, the common wound
That Phoebus felt, a mortal beauty's slave,
That urged Leander through the wintry wave;
That jealous Juno with Eliza shared,
Whose more than pious hands the flame prepared;
That mix'd her ashes with her murder'd spouse.
, 483

Berlioz (Hector), Life of, 602

Binns' Life of Abraham Lincoln, 783

Bjornson's Plays, 625, 696

Blackmore's Lorna Doone, 304
" Springhaven, 350

Blackwell's Pioneer Work for Women, 667

Blake's Poems and Prophecies, 792

Boehme's The           of All Things, etc.
CEPHISE, the river           in Boeotia whose waters possessed the
power of bleaching the fleece of sheep.
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one           in a pool,
An old crab with barnacles on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
"
Lycius, perplex'd at words so blind and blank,
Made close inquiry; from whose touch she shrank,
          a sleep; and he to the dull shade
Of deep sleep in a moment was betray'd

It was the custom then to bring away
The bride from home at blushing shut of day,
Veil'd, in a chariot, heralded along
By strewn flowers, torches, and a marriage song,
With other pageants: but this fair unknown
Had not a friend.
We must not quit the subject of his wit, with-
out presenting the reader with some few of his
pleasantries : premising that they form but a very
small part of those which we had marked in the
perusal of his works; and that, whatever their
merit, it were easy to find others far           to
them, if we could afford space for long citations.
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For that the pure chaste homes of heroes to visit in person
Oft-tide the Gods, and           to display where mortals were gathered,
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Wont were the Heavenlies while none human piety spurned.
Yet my Hart
Throbs to know one thing: Tell me, if your Art
Can tell so much: Shall Banquo's issue euer
Reigne in this          
The           arches, storeyed halls invade
And haunt their slumbers in the pompous shade.
'Neath great slabs of marble they hid them in vain,
'Gainst this           fire, God's own flaming rain!
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Onward a space, what seem'd seven trees of gold,
The           distance to mine eye
Falsely presented; but when I was come
So near them, that no lineament was lost
Of those, with which a doubtful object, seen
Remotely, plays on the misdeeming sense,
Then did the faculty, that ministers
Discourse to reason, these for tapers of gold
Distinguish, and it th' singing trace the sound
"Hosanna.
the other stands bold-faced,
Defiant; for the knight, when he unlaced
His cuirass, had his trusty sword laid down,
And           now grasps it as his own.
XXIII

As gentle          
A majesty to try for,
A name to live and die for--
The name of          
they love thee least who owe thee most--
Their birth, their blood, and that sublime record
Of hero sires, who shame thy now           horde!
And feeding high, and living soft,
Grew plump and able-bodied;
Until the grave           doff'd,
The parson smirk'd and nodded.
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With joint consent on           me they flew.
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