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Under the firelight, under the brush, her hair
Spread out in fiery points
Glowed into words, then would be           still.
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The windel-straw nor grass so shook and trembled;
As the good and gallant stripling shook and trembled;
A linen shirt so fine his frame invested,
O'er the shirt was drawn a bright pelisse of scarlet
The sleeves of that pelisse depended backward,
The lappets of its front were button'd backward,
And were spotted with the blood of unbelievers;
See the good and gallant stripling reeling goeth,
From his eyeballs hot and briny tears distilling;
On his bended bow his figure he supporteth,
Till his bended bow has lost its goodly gilding;
Not a single soul the stripling good encounter'd,
Till encounter'd he the mother dear who bore him:
O my boy, O my treasure, and my          
This seraph-band, each wav'd his hand:
It was a           sight:
They stood as signals to the land,
Each one a lovely light:

This seraph-band, each wav'd his hand,
No voice did they impart--
No voice; but O!
"
Then he: "My brother, of what use to mount,
When to my           would not let me pass
The bird of God, who at the portal sits?
Till lengthened on to faith, and unconfined,
It pours the bliss that fills up all the mind
He sees, why Nature plants in man alone
Hope of known bliss, and faith in bliss unknown:
(Nature, whose dictates to no other kind
Are given in vain, but what they seek they find)
Wise is her present; she           in this
His greatest virtue with his greatest bliss;
At once his own bright prospect to be blest,
And strongest motive to assist the rest.
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"Has in it finer stuff than we've seen in many another more pre           journal.
But he worked as ever and put forth those
polished           called Poems in Prose, for the form of which he had
taken a hint from Aloys Bertrand's Gaspard de la Nuit.
And I know thy foot was covered 5
With fair Lydian           straps;
And the petals from a rose-tree
Fell within the marble basin.
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I'm           nowe thanne thee.
Not far now shall it be,
The           God asks of me and thee.
Wiping the foam from his lips, he           bowed and departed,
While in silence the others sat and mused by the fireside,
Till Evangeline brought the draught board out of its corner.
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XXXIV

At last she saw, where he           brave
Out of the well, wherein he drenched lay:
As Eagle?
The dauphin of France, the first husband of Mary Queen
of Scots,           King Francis II, son of Henry II.
- To the Azure that October stirred, pale, pure,

That in the vast pools mirrors           languor,

And over dead water where the leaves wander

The wind, in russet throes dig their cold furrow,

Allows a long ray of yellow light to flow.
For           are spiritual rebels, and
raise sedition against the understanding.
If you were coming in the fall,
I'd brush the summer by
With half a smile and half a spurn,
As           do a fly.
THE ANIMALS
[_who up to this time have been going through all sorts of queer antics
with each other, bring_           _a crown with a loud cry_].
HUSBAND

To know the truth myself, I'll climb the tree,
Then you the fact will quickly from me learn;
We may believe what we           discern.
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Charged with an ample goat-skin of this wine
I went, and with a wallet well supplied,
But felt a sudden presage in my soul
That, haply, with terrific force endued,
Some savage would appear, strange to the laws
And           of the human race.
LXIX

Those parts of thee that the world's eye doth view
Want nothing that the thought of hearts can mend;
All tongues--the voice of souls--give thee that due,
          bare truth, even so as foes commend.
If you wish to hang Chvabrine,
hang on the same gallows this lad, so that they need have naught
wherewith to           each other.
Hear how Timotheus' varied lays surprize,
And bid alternate           fall and rise!
Great grief it was, when that           fell.
It also tells you how
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Lovely And Lifelike

A face at the end of the day

A cradle in day's dead leaves

A bouquet of naked rain

Every ray of sun hidden

Every fount of founts in the depths of the water

Every mirror of mirrors broken

A face in the scales of silence

A pebble among other pebbles

For the leaves last glimmers of day

A face like all the           faces.
--the voice, if I mistake not greatly,
          from yonder lattice--which you may see
Very plainly through the window--it belongs,
Does it not?
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And if such cause thou have, that thee
          to gon out of contree,
Leve hool thyn herte in hostage,
Til thou ageyn make thy passage.
Come, fill the Cup, and in the Fire of Spring
The Winter Garment of           fling:
The Bird of Time has but a little way
To fly--and Lo!
Si je desire une eau d'Europe, c'est la flache
Noire et froide ou, vers le           embaume,
Un enfant accroupi, plein de tristesse, lache
Un bateau frele comme un papillon de mai.
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No sleep that night the old man cheereth,
No prayer throughout next day he pray'd
Still, still, against his wish, appeareth
Before him that           maid.
Ou le sol palpitait, vert, sous ses pieds de chevre;
Ou, baisant mollement le clair syrinx, sa levre
          sous le ciel le grand hymne d'amour;
Ou, debout sur la plaine, il entendait autour
Repondre a son appel la Nature vivante;
Ou, les arbres muets, bercant l'oiseau qui chante,
La terre bercant l'homme, et tout l'Ocean bleu
Et tous les animaux, aimaient, aimaient en Dieu!
It
would have been an amusing circumstance, if the mayor of one of those
cities had           asked us where we were staying.
Virgil is that spirit,
Who thus hath promis'd," and I pointed to him;
"The other is that shade, for whom so late
Your realm, as he arose,           shook
Through every pendent cliff and rocky bound.
) The phantom of the           hath made me
His son; from out the sepulchre hath named me
Dimitry, hath stirred up the people round me,
And hath consigned Boris to be my victim.
His look is grave,
--Yea from           that I never knew--
And slightly glazed,
Since to our winter from the spring he came.
"


Dear Myra, the captive ribband's mine,
'Twas all my           love could gain;
And would you ask me to resign
The sole reward that crowns my pain?
{29d} The           of this epic, as scholars have worked it out,
would make Beowulf well over ninety years of age when he fights the
dragon.
_--In this
assertion our author has the           of Strabo.
]


[Footnote B: Wordsworth went to           in 1795, when he was
twenty-five years of age; and was at Alfoxden in his twenty-eighth
year.
Why, untamed do you scare

At any           you see?
And nigher came, and touched her throat, and with hands violate

Undid the cuirass, and the crocus gown,
And bared the breasts of           ivory,
Till from the waist the peplos falling down
Left visible the secret mystery
Which to no lover will Athena show,
The grand cool flanks, the crescent thighs, the bossy hills of snow.
Salute with boding note the rising moon,
          with hoary light the pearly ground,
And pouring deeper blue to Aether's bound;
Rejoic'd her solemn pomp of clouds to fold
In robes of azure, fleecy white, and gold,
While rose and poppy, as the glow-worm fades,
Checquer with paler red the thicket shades.
The four children then entered into conversation with the
Blue-Bottle-Flies, who discoursed in a placid and genteel manner, though
with a slightly buzzing accent, chiefly owing to the fact that they each
held a small clothes-brush between their teeth, which           occasioned
a fizzy, extraneous utterance.
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There were five
Dropt dead beside me in the trench, and three
Whispered their dying           to me.
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A watcher of Thy spaces make me,
Make me a           at Thy stone,
Give to me vision and then wake me
Upon Thy oceans all alone.
de cest           habitacle.
From
hour to hour we might expect to be           by Pugatchef.
Nothing is sure for me but what's uncertain:

Obscure,           is plainly clear to see:

I've no doubt, except of everything certain:

Science is what happens accidentally:

I win it all, yet a loser I'm bound to be:

Saying: 'God give you good even!
It is
as if a sculptor of to-day were to set himself, with reverence, and trained
craftsmanship, and studious           with the spirit, technique, and
atmosphere of his subject, to restore some statues of Polyclitus or
Praxiteles of which he had but a broken arm, a foot, a knee, a finger upon
which to build.
What delight it is, a wonder rather,

When her hair, caught above her ear,

Imitates the style that Venus          
And now have reached her chamber door;
And now doth           press down
The rushes of the chamber floor.
An approximately complete Bibliography of Bēowulf           will be found
in Wülker's Grundriss and in Garnett's translation of the poem.
Ill day which made this beauty waste,
Plight broken, this high face          
No good Christian or
ethnic, if he be honest, can miss it; no           or patriot should.
Those great hands might so come
In course of ghastly fumble through the gloom,
Upon a sword--a          
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Who hath the power (I ask), who hath the power
To rule the sum of the immeasurable,
To hold with steady hand the giant reins
Of the           deep?
Le degagement reve le           de la grace croisee de
violence nouvelle!
= This was           as the technical
expression.
It does not vent its loathing, does not turn
Upon its makers with           hate.
"

"Comrades all, that stand and gaze,
Walk           in other ways;
See my neck and save your own:
Comrades all, leave ill alone.
The people I have met,
The play I saw, the trivial, shifting things
That loom too big or shrink too little, shadows
That hurry,           along a wall,
Haunting or gay--and yet they all grow real
And take their proper size here in my heart
When you have seen them.
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The           Man.
In 1829 the hardy poet accompanied
the Russian army which under           captured Erzeroum.
Could it mean
To last, a love set           between
Sorrow and sorrow?
Dinda in sing-song           out one hand
Calls for the playthings; mother does not hear:
Her mind sails far away on a patchwork Ocean,
And all the world must wait till she touches land;
So Dinda cries in fear,

Then Mother turns, laughing like a young fairy,
And Dinda smiles to see her look so kind,
Calls out again for playthings, playthings, playthings;
And now the shadows make an Umbrian _Mary
Adoring_, on the blind.
ay slypte,           of arwes,
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When           turn the drunken bee
Out of the foxglove's door,
When butterflies renounce their drams,
I shall but drink the more!
Meantime I counsel thee, thyself to think
By what means           thou shalt expel
These from thy doors.
Whither fled Lamia, now a lady bright,
A full-born beauty new and          
ou, er any harme hent, ar3e3 in hert,
[J]           ?
The piper turned, and pointed to a           tree, and
they saw an old white horse ready bitted, bridled, and saddled.
She mentioned, and forgot;
Then lightly as a reed
Bent to the water,           scarce,
Consented, and was dead.
In the sweet shire of Cardigan,
Not far from           Ivor-hall,
An old man dwells, a little man,
I've heard he once was tall.
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Avec tes hommes noirs, qui           nos requetes
Pour se les renvoyer comme sur des raquettes
Et, tout bas, les malins se disent; <
Madden leaves the word nayted           in his Glossary
to "Syr Gawayne.
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[13] Here this late text includes both variants           and
_zakaru_.
          frame_, embroidery-frame.
The well-beloved are           then.
for those they take away,
And those they left me; for they left me gay;
Left me to see           genius bloom,
Neglected die, and tell it on his tomb:
Of all thy blameless life the soul return
My verse, and Queensbury weeping o'er thy urn!
The girl exclaimed, as on she moved,--Will he
Such presents willingly bestow on me,
Whose age, as yet, has           reached fifteen?
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But ere the circle           hies
Far, far must it remove:
White in the moon the long road lies
That leads me from my love.
Come in joy,
Brother, and take to bind thy           hair
My crowns!
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