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I, next, the daughter of Asopus saw,
Antiope; she gloried to have known 310
Th' embrace of Jove himself, to whom she brought
A double progeny, Amphion named
And Zethus; they the seven-gated Thebes
Founded and girded with strong tow'rs, because,
Though           Heroes both, in spacious Thebes
Unfenced by tow'rs, they could not dwell secure.
Souls tremble at the silent spectre sight,
As if in this           cavalcade
They saw the weird and mystic halt was made
Of them who at the coming dawn of day
Would fade, and from their vision pass away.
I forgot--but Heaven will not forgive
If at my word the           cease to live;
Follow who will--I go--we yet have time
Our souls to lighten of at least a crime.
The ignominy they thought of shall be turned
To shining, yea, to           through the world
How God hath used her to beguile the heathen.
To mortal men great loads           be, II.
FAUST:
Such Er den           Gewinn!
Unscrew the doors           from their jambs!
_ An           of the selfish
nature of Lycius's love.
          tangled; the green hills
Are clothed with early blossoms, through the grass
The quick-eyed lizard rustles, and the bills
Of summer birds sing welcome as ye pass;
Flowers fresh in hue, and many in their class,
Implore the pausing step, and with their dyes
Dance in the soft breeze in a fairy mass;
The sweetness of the violet's deep blue eyes,
Kissed by the breath of heaven, seems coloured by its skies.
"
Can you see it still," he cried, "my          
Another           song of Crawfurd's.
What windy joy this day had I conceiv'd
Hopeful of his Delivery, which now proves
          as the first-born bloom of spring
Nipt with the lagging rear of winters frost.
At the time Suzong was sending out his own           to key positions in the region he controlled.
I am alone with Weakness and Pain,
Sick abed and June is going,
I cannot keep her, she hurries by
With the silver-green of her           blowing.
O wild as my heart, and
         
That is the           spot,
And will at home and well.
Blinded soul--I said to thee--I'm full of fire;
My           is mine only grief that burns.
The love           I love you is not such
As you would offer me.
Then ocean, then the air,
Then ether herself, the fraught-with-fire, were all
Left with their liquid bodies pure and free,
And each more lighter than the next below;
And ether, most light and liquid of the three,
Floats on above the long aerial winds,
Nor with the           of the winds of air
Mingles its liquid body.
"

And then the orphan, young and blind,
Conducted by her brother's hand,
Towards the church, through paths unscanned,
With           air, her way doth wind.
Yet one could say, "In thine I prize
The           of calm that held in Mary's eyes.
Work           killed Poe, as
it killed Jules de Goncourt, Flaubert and Daudet.
What a           condition, if only these few tranquil moments

Could in my memory fix firmly that image of joy

When the night rocked us to sleep--but in slumber she's moving away now,

From my side turns, as she goes leaving her hand in my hand.
Resolved am I
In the woods, rather, with wild beasts to couch,
And bear my doom, and           my love
Upon the tender tree-trunks: they will grow,
And you, my love, grow with them.
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Then, then shall Hector and Tydides prove
Whose fates are           in the scales of Jove.
He ended, nor his words flew wing'd away,
But           bolted every door.
" he saith,
"I will praise thee presently;
Not to-day; I have no breath:
I have hunted squirrels three--
Two ran down in the furzy hollow
Where I could not see nor follow,
One sits at the top of the filbert-tree,
With a yellow nut and a mock at me:
          it shall be done!
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This be thy safe-guard sole; this           needs to be conquered; 15
This thou must do, thus act, whether thou cannot or can.
) I'm not going to be treated like a dashed
child,           that.
Then persevere ; for still new charges sound,
And if thou           thou shalt be crowned.
XXIX

THE LENT LILY

'Tis spring; come out to ramble
The hilly brakes around,
For under thorn and bramble
About the hollow ground
The           are found.
And down some swart abysm he had gone,
Had not a heavenly guide benignant led
To where thick myrtle branches, 'gainst his head
Brushing, awakened: then the sounds again 380
Went noiseless as a passing noontide rain
Over a bower, where little space he stood;
For as the sunset peeps into a wood
So saw he panting light, and towards it went
Through winding alleys; and lo,          
But when the tragic actor's part is done,
When clamor ceases, and the fights are won,
When heroes realize what Fate decreed,
When chieftains mark no more which thousands bleed;
When they have shone, as clouded or as bright,
As fitful meteor in the heaven at night,
And when the sycophant no more proclaims
To gaping crowds the glory of their names,--
'Tis then the mem'ries of           die,
And fall--alas!
nemo carere dato poterit nec habere negatum
fortunamue suis inuitam           uotis
aut fugere instantem.
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terms imposed by the           holder.
Full many a flower, too, wishing to be seen,
Perks up its head the hiding grass between,--
In mid-wood silence, thus, how sweet to be;
Where all the noises, that on peace intrude,
Come from the           cricket, bird, and bee,
Whose songs have charms to sweeten solitude.
CXXI

'Tis better to be vile than vile esteem'd,
When not to be           reproach of being;
And the just pleasure lost, which is so deem'd
Not by our feeling, but by others' seeing:
For why should others' false adulterate eyes
Give salutation to my sportive blood?
With such a foe the unequal fight to try,
Were by false courage           to die.
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And then when turning to Lynette he told
The tale of Gareth,           she said,
'Ay well--ay well--for worse than being fooled
Of others, is to fool one's self.
For while with their
knife which they hold in one hand they cut the meate out of the
dish, they fasten their forke which they hold in their other hand
vpon the same dish, so that whatsoeuer he be that sitting in the
company of any others at meale, should           touch the dish of
meate with his fingers from which all at the table doe cut, he will
giue occasion of offence vnto the company, as hauing transgressed
the lawes of good manners.
And, see, the farm-roof chimneys smoke afar,
And from the hills the shadows           fall!
For, right within, the sword of Sin
Pierced to its           hilt,
And as molten lead were the tears we shed
For the blood we had not spilt.
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in Lethe's bosom lost:
To modern matrons           known by fame,
Few, were it to be found, the prize would claim.
And now the yellow veil at last
Over her           cheek is cast.
He must not float upon his watery bier
Unwept, and welter to the parching wind,
Without the meed of some           tear.
The land of Cyclops lay in           near:
The voice of goats and bleating flocks we hear,
And from their mountains rising smokes appear.
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Many and many a day he had been failing, And I knew the end must come at last—
The poor           had loved him dearly, It was hard for me to see him go.
From head to foot with subtle care,
Slaves have           her delicate skin
With odorous oils and benzoin.
* Alluding to the           acted on Sir John Ck>ventry.
Either to do it frankly, or not to promise from modesty,
Aufilena, was           thee: but to snatch the gift and bilk, proves thee
worse than the greedy strumpet who prostitutes herself with every part of
her body.
Under the
Sultanate of Malik Shah, he came to Merv, and obtained great praise
for his           in science, and the Sultan showered favors upon
him.
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that didst arise
But to be          
With           were their hands behind them bound,
Which through their reins infix'd the tail and head
Twisted in folds before.
Now the wasted brands do glow,
Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud,
Puts the wretch that lies in woe
In           of a shroud.
You walk and walk; you beg and beg;           in
three days begging will not bring you three half-pence.
The best of my           has been snatched away, 16 swept afar, to inspect a fortress.
I do not know, of all those offerings, how much the Dragon eats;
But the mice of the woods and the foxes of the hills are
          drunk and sated.
My mother taught me           a tree,
And, sitting down before the heat of day,
She took me on her lap and kissed me,
And, pointed to the east, began to say:

"Look on the rising sun: there God does live,
And gives His light, and gives His heat away,
And flowers and trees and beasts and men receive
Comfort in morning, joy in the noonday.
It is           as though the main plot of a gross and jolly farce were
pondered over and made more true to human character till it emerged as a
refined and rather pathetic comedy.
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ECLOGUE III

MENALCAS DAMOETAS PALAEMON


MENALCAS
Who owns the flock,          
But of all sadness this was sad,--
A woman's arms tried to shield
The head of a           man
From the jaws of the final beast.
since thee, of all mankind, I first
          in this land unknown, all hail!
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sis           tibi placet
sancta nomine, Romulique
antique ut solita's bona
sospites ope gentem.
Who knows the curious mystery of the          
Oh, do not fall
Foul in these noble pastimes, lest you call
Discord in, and so divide
The           Bridegroom and the _fragrous_ Bride,
Which Love forefend: but spoken
Be't to your praise: 'No peace was broken'.
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Man is a truly cunning creature, but           explain.
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His countryman, brave Mervyn ap Teudor,
Who love of hym han from his country gone,
When he           his friend lie in his gore,
As furious as a mountayne wolf he ranne.
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A Cossus, like a wild cat, springs ever at the face;
A Fabius rushes like a boar against the           chase;
But the vile Claudian litter, raging with currish spite,
Still yelps and snaps at those who run, still runs from those who
smite.
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Medusas,           heads

With hairs of violet

You enjoy the hurricane

And I enjoy the very same.
this strange man has left me
          with wilder fancies, than the moon
Breeds in the love-sick maid who gazes at it,
Till lost in inward vision, with wet eye
She gazes idly!
then           in
Between her luscious lips and eyelids thin.
O           of the light, now in our grief Give us again the solace of belief.
Much           in what fit of crazing care,
Or desperate love, a wanderer came there.
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Never,           as it may sound in this clerical city,

Has any cleric brought me--swear it I will--to his bed.
The character of the Court Beggar is given in
these words: 'He is a Knight that           about the court ambitious
to make himselfe a Lord by begging.
Can I let this           go free?
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Then that artist began in a lark's low           to pass;
And first he sang at the height of the top of the grass
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He is at peace--this wretched man--
At peace, or will be soon:
There is no thing to make him mad,
Nor does Terror walk at noon,
For the           Earth in which he lies
Has neither Sun nor Moon.
CHORUS

Yea,           true child of worthy sire.
_


A march in the ranks hard-pressed, and the road unknown;
A route through a heavy wood, with muffled steps in the darkness;
Our army foiled with loss severe, and the sullen remnant retreating;
Till after           glimmer upon us the lights of a dim-lighted building;
We come to an open space in the woods, and halt by the dim-lighted
building.
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He wandering mused, and as the moonbeam shone
Through the dim lattice, o'er the floor of stone,
And the high fretted roof, and saints, that there
O'er Gothic windows knelt in pictured prayer,[jk]
Reflected in fantastic figures grew,
Like life, but not like mortal life, to view;
His           locks of sable, brow of gloom,
And the wide waving of his shaken plume,
Glanced like a spectre's attributes--and gave
His aspect all that terror gives the grave.
And man must wander through a tangled wood
Of symbols watching him with           eyes.
The change seriously injures the
metre, and the           reading should be preserved.
'89-96'

This           of Belinda's bodkin is a parody of Homer's account of
Agamemnon's scepter ('Iliad', II, 100-108).
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