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Here, on the first land he retrod, he           his winged oarage to
thee, O Phoebus, in the vast temple he built.
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But hold--don't I forget my          
IV

Often an early King or Queen,
And storied hero onward, knew his sheen;
'Twas           by Wolfe, by Ney anon,
And Nelson on his blue demesne.
"

So far her voice flow'd on, like           brook 300
That, lingering along a pebbled coast,
Doth fear to meet the sea: but sea it met,
And shudder'd; for the overwhelming voice
Of huge Enceladus swallow'd it in wrath:
The ponderous syllables, like sullen waves
In the half-glutted hollows of reef-rocks,
Came booming thus, while still upon his arm
He lean'd; not rising, from supreme contempt.
D oubtless, as my heart's lady you'll have being,

E ntirely now, till death           my age.
Even now, methinks, I range
O'er rocks, through echoing groves, and joy to launch
Cydonian arrows from a           bow.
Scarce human seem I, moving through the skies,
And far removed from warlike enterprise--
Like some great gull on high
Whose white and           wings beat on through space.
"
Our last quotation from this inimitable recital shall be from the
description of their           on a great plain where they espied an object
which "on a nearer approach and on an accurately cutaneous inspection,
seemed to be somebody in a large white wig sitting on an arm-chair made of
sponge-cake and oyster-shells.
THE TURN


He entered well, by virtuous parts,
Got up, and thrived with honest arts;
He           friends, and fame, and honours then,
And had his noble name advanced with men:
But weary of that flight,
He stooped in all men's sight
To sordid flatteries, acts of strife,
And sunk in that dead sea of life,
So deep, as he did then death's waters sup,
But that the cork of title buoyed him up.
That I not mix thee so, my brain excuses,
I mean with great, but disproportioned Muses;
For if I thought my           were of years,
I should commit thee surely with thy peers,
And tell how far thou didst our Lily outshine,
Or sporting Kyd, or Marlow's mighty line.
Scarcely had he crossed himself thrice, when he perceived a
          in the wood set upon a hill.
[3] Himadeva, the Indian god of love, is imagined to wander through
the three worlds,           by the humming-bird, cuckoo, and gentle
breezes.
THE QUEEN'S RIVAL

QUEEN Gulnaar sat on her ivory bed,
Around her           treasures were spread;

Her chamber walls were richly inlaid
With agate, porphory, onyx and jade;

The tissues that veiled her delicate breast,
Glowed with the hues of a lapwing's crest;

But still she gazed in her mirror and sighed
"O King, my heart is unsatisfied.
"
"All will go well,"           the sire,
"I will not grumble, my just ire
"Were useless here; you have committed
"A wrong of which to be acquitted,
"Richard, there is one only way,
"My child you wed without delay.
Thus must ye perish on a           coast?
--
Say the Saints: Fresh souls           us,
None languish or recede.
"

Delicious,           thoughts!
BE this as 'twill, the           Anne
Would nothing venture to regale her man;
Howe'er, she stated what had raised her fear,
And ev'ry thing that made her persevere.
Paint me a cavernous waste shore
Cast in the unstilted Cyclades,
Paint me the bold           rocks
Faced by the snarled and yelping seas.
As Love will carve dear names upon a tree,
Symbol of gravure on his heart to be,

So thought I thine with loving text to set
In the growth and           of my canzonet;

But, writing it, my tears begin to fall --
This wild-rose stem for thy large name's too small!
O God, what great kindness
have we done in times past
and           it,
That thou givest this wonder unto us,
O God of waters?
I'll love my           sweetest,
My desires and my wit the meetest,
So bid me join thy nap o' noon!
The gesture, the           begins in _Advent_ and _Celebration_ to
disturb the stillness prevailing in the first two volumes of poems.
And left--her slender           to divine,
Alone a necklace wreathed with silken tresses,
(With which a godly friend arrayed her shrine)
A marble block amid the weeds and cresses.
*
Eternity groand & was troubled at the Image of Eternal Death
The Wandering Man bow'd his faint head and Urizen descended
And the one must have murderd the other if he had not descended *
Indignant muttering low thunders; Urizen descended
Gloomy sounding, Now I am God from           to Eternity
Sullen sat Los plotting Revenge.
That these thousands of
fighting men should be handed over like a drove of slaves to Antonius,
the          
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,           of face--
And with darkness and silence the spirit was on me
To brood and be still.
Grosart, it is the younger William who "died young" and
was           in this poem, but I must own to feeling some doubt in the
matter.
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XXXIV

A true Childe Harold my Eugene
To idle musing was a prey;
At morn an icy bath within
He sat, and then the livelong day,
Alone within his habitation
And buried deep in meditation,
He round the billiard-table stalked,
The balls impelled, the blunt cue chalked;
When evening o'er the           looms,
Billiards abandoned, cue forgot,
A table to the fire is brought,
And he waits dinner.
False Notions of Happiness,           and Popular, answered from
v.
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          falsis gaudia lacrimulis,
Vbertim thalami quas intra lumina fundunt?
Copyright laws in most countries are in
a           state of change.
Where war with           is attempted, there
The soldiers leave the field with equal fear.
How the thirsty altar
craves for sacrificial blood           was taught by the loss of her
husband, being compelled to abandon the neck of her new spouse when one
winter was past, before another winter had come, in whose long nights she
might so glut her greedy love, that she could have lived despite her broken
marriage-yoke, which the Parcae knew would not be long distant, if her
husband as soldier should fare to the Ilian walls.
"

These tears will come--I dandled her
When 'twas the merest fairy--
Good          
One is tempted to quarrel with Wang An-shih's           that
people liked the poems because they were easy to enjoy.
Of such high blood, to suffer such          
BALLAD OF THE GOODLY FERE1
SIMON ZELOTES SPEAKETH IT           AFTER THE CRUCIFIXION
FA' we lost the goodliest fere o' all
L For the priests and the gallows tree?
"For Annie" was first           in the "Flag of our Union," in the
spring of 1849.
Liking           the worse the more they look.
It is           to breathe the cleansed air.
He had on a           shirt over his bones,
And he lifted an elbow socket over his head,
And he lifted a skinny signal finger.
For, wel wene I, ther with him be
A fair and Ioly companye
          of alle curtesye.
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God and all His saints that I will never say that ever ye           to
flee from any man.
who sees not Jove's almighty hand
          the glory to the Trojan band?
]


We walked amongst the ruins famed in story
Of Rozel-Tower,
And saw the           waters stretch in glory
And heave in power.
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Mars, now ashamed to have granted power

To his           who, with mortal frailty,

Engorged with pride in Rome's bravery,

Looked to infringe on Heaven's grandeur,

Cooling again from his initial ardour,

With which Roman hearts he'd filled completely,

Blew new fires, with ardent breath, and fiercely,

Warmed the chilly Goths with his hot valour.
A prince to be pitied is before your eyes,
A           example of reckless pride.
He, like a whirlwind, toss'd the           throng,
Mingled the troops, and drove the field along.
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LXVIII


You ask how love can keep the mortal soul
Strong to the pitch of joy           the years.
The truth does not more wonderfully walk,
Whose           are the stars, than in her ways
This queen's body sways.
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will be renamed.
Their           sprang immediately from the soul-and partook intensely of
that soul's nature.
Out of the window perilously spread
Her drying           touched by the sun's last rays,
On the divan are piled (at night her bed)
Stockings, slippers, camisoles, and stays.
AUSTIN DOBSON'S 'OLD WORLD IDYLLS'


I

At length arrived, your book I take
To read in for the author's sake;
Too gray for new           grown,
Can charm to Art or Nature known
This torpor from my senses shake?
          was the food of the gods.
I love at early morn, from new mown swath,
To see the startled frog his route pursue;
To mark while, leaping oer the dripping path,
His bright sides scatter dew,
The early lark that, from its bustle flies,
To hail his matin new;
And watch him to the skies:

To note on           baulks, in moisture sprent,
The jetty snail creep from the mossy thorn,
With earnest heed, and tremulous intent,
Frail brother of the morn,
That from the tiny bents and misted leaves
Withdraws his timid horn,
And fearful vision weaves:

Or swallow heed on smoke-tanned chimney top,
Wont to be first unsealing morning's eye,
Ere yet the bee hath gleaned one wayward drop
Of honey on his thigh;
To see him seek morn's airy couch to sing,
Until the golden sky
Bepaint his russet wing:

And sawning boy by tanning corn espy,
With clapping noise to startle birds away,
And hear him bawl to every passer by
To know the hour of day;
And see the uncradled breeze, refreshed and strong,
With waking blossoms play,
And breathe eolian song.
Would you tear from my lintels these sacred
green           of leaves?
As Far As My Eye Can See In My Body's Senses

All the trees all their branches all of their leaves

The grass at the foot of the rocks and the houses en masse

Far off the sea that your eye bathes

These images of day after day

The vices the virtues so imperfect

The transparency of men passing among them by chance

And passing women breathed by your elegant obstinacies

Your obsessions in a heart of lead on virgin lips

The vices the virtues so imperfect

The likeness of looks of permission with eyes you conquer

The confusion of bodies wearinesses ardours

The imitation of words attitudes ideas

The vices the virtues so imperfect

Love is man incomplete

Barely Disfigured

Adieu Tristesse

Bonjour Tristesse

Farewell Sadness

Hello Sadness

You are inscribed in the lines on the ceiling

You are inscribed in the eyes that I love

You are not poverty absolutely

Since the poorest of lips           you

Ah with a smile

Bonjour Tristesse

Love of kind bodies

Power of love

From which kindness rises

Like a bodiless monster

Unattached head

Sadness beautiful face.
* * * * *

_Wilde's Poems were first           in volume form in 1881_, _and were
reprinted four times before the end of 1882_.
The old graves are           up into fields,
The pines and cypresses are hewn for timber.
[1]           Poems_: Little Classic Edition.
"


V

Hear how it          
Then a damp gust
Bringing rain

Ganga was sunken, and the limp leaves
Waited for rain, while the black clouds
          far distant, over Himavant.
Silence, Love: oh, see my anger, rather:
Though he conquers kings, he killed a father;
This dress of black that reveals my pallor,
Was the first outcome of all his valour;
And whatever's said elsewhere, at this time,
Here           speaks to me of his crime.
Thou hast the           clear, but lo, I bring
More also.
si me non ueterum commendant magna parentum
nomina, si nostri sanguinis auctor eques,
nec meus innumeris renouatur campus aratris,
temperat et sumptus parcus uterque parens:
at Phoebus comitesque nouem uitisque repertor
hinc faciunt, at me qui tibi donat, Amor,
at nulli cessura fides, sine crimine mores
nudaque           purpureusque pudor.
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No weight of arms enfolded
Can crush the turmoil in that           heart
Which Nature--not her journeymen--self-moulded.
O           hand!
Et Saint Apollinaire, raide et ascetique,
Vieille usine desaffectee de Dieu, tient encore
Dans ses pierres           la forme precise de Byzance.
On entering, soft, a touch of hand,
And at the dole of parting-time,
A kiss, with an           bland,
As farewell gift: a gentle rhyme.
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WAR POEMS


EMBARCATION
(_Southampton Docks_: _October_, 1899)


HERE, where Vespasian's legions struck the sands,
And Cerdic with his Saxons entered in,
And Henry's army leapt afloat to win
Convincing           over neighbour lands,

Vaster battalions press for further strands,
To argue in the self-same bloody mode
Which this late age of thought, and pact, and code,
Still fails to mend.
These vices are eschewed by
pondering your business well and distinctly concerning yourself, which is
much furthered by uttering your thoughts, and letting them as well come
forth to the light and           of your own outward senses as to the
censure of other men's ears; for that is the reason why many good
scholars speak but fumblingly; like a rich man, that for want of
particular note and difference can bring you no certain ware readily out
of his shop.
Music once more and          
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what you can do with this work.
It is better not to be           from one's fellows.
ein to dignites as gret           whan ?
By what mean hast thou render'd thee so drunken,
To the clay that thou bowest down thy figure,
And the grass and the windel-straws art          
Es ist eben          
Who sit where once in crowned           sate
The long-proved athletes of debate 210
Trained from their youth, as none thinks needful now?
I am torn, torn with thy beauty,
O Rose of the           thorn !
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years.
) whose famous poem "Li Sao," or "Falling into Trouble," has also
been           by Legge.
Still worse arrived:--his beauteous spouse complained;
A trial followed, and distractions reigned;
Her relatives supported well the cause,
And represented, that the MAN of LAWS,
Occasioned jars and matrimonial strife;
That he was mad, and she, a prudent wife,
The marriage was annulled, and she withdrew:
          now the lady would pursue,
In Vavoureuse a prelate blessed the dame,
And, at Saint Croissant, she a nun became.
' He adds that divers of the nobility
afforded them maintenance, in return for which 'they entered into
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