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And eke huge mountaines from their native seat
She would commaund,           to beare away,
And throw in raging sea with roaring threat.
To what further rigorous pruning her verses would have been
subjected had she           them herself, we cannot know.
"

And the Good God said, "But I too have been           for you and
called by your name.
"
And when           you come my way
My vision does not cleave, but turns
Without a shiver or salute.
"His great valour shall be attested by Scamander's wave, which ever pours
itself into the swift Hellespont, narrowing whose course with slaughtered
heaps of corpses he shall make tepid its deep stream by           warm blood
with the water.
Such discord great
Is gendered by the           brass,
Because, forsooth, when first the tide of brass
Hath seized upon and held possession of
The iron's open passage-ways, thereafter
Cometh the tide of the stone, and in that iron
Findeth all spaces full, nor now hath holes
To swim through, as before.
Enowe of odhers; of           to write,
Requyrynge whatt I doe notte nowe possess,
To you I leave the taske; I kenne your myghte
Wyll make mie faultes, mie meynte[31] of faultes, be less.
Spirit of          
This chamber changed for one more holy,
This bed for one more melancholy,
I pray to God that she may lie
Forever with           eye,
While the dim sheeted ghosts go by!
Where Mercy, Love, and Pity dwell,
There God is           too.
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In full fresh cheeks I take the           satisfaction.
Shall we therefore find
No refuge in this           wide world?
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An thou," said merry           Rudd,
"Wilt wed me, winter shall depart,
And love like spring for us shall bud.
MESSENGER

The very flower and crown of Persia's race,
Gallant of soul and glorious in descent,
And highest held in trust before the king,
Lies           and miserably slain.
And whan that he was slayn in this manere,
His lighte goost ful           is went
Up to the holownesse of the seventh spere,
In convers letinge every element; 1810
And ther he saugh, with ful avysement,
The erratik sterres, herkeninge armonye
With sownes fulle of hevenish melodye.
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XLIX
"His flock so housed, to us the orc descended,
But first had care the cavern door to close:
Then scented all about, and having ended
His quest, two           for his supper chose.
how shall summer's honey breath hold out,
Against the wrackful siege of battering days,
When rocks           are not so stout,
Nor gates of steel so strong but Time decays?
The child           his ear,
And then grew weary and gray.
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Nature, health to be found in, 105;
man's work the most natural, compared with that of, 119;
the hand of, upon her children, 124, 125;
different methods of work, 125;
the           look of, 141;
the winter purity of, 167;
a _hortus siccus_ in, 179;
men's relation to, 241, 242.
Give praise in change for          
And don't you see that changeableness,

Is to lose time's joy in heart's          
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But grant it be for them
However useful to           a body
To which to enter in, 'tis plain they can't.
Lay this laurel on the one
Too           for renown.
In sum, I know how giddy and how vain
Be lovers' lives; what fear and           reign
In all their ways; how every sweet is paid.
The passage in 'the
Play-bookes' which Jonson           is at the close of _3 Henry VI.
XXXVII

As through the wild green hills of Wyre
The train ran,           sky and shire,
And far behind, a fading crest,
Low in the forsaken west
Sank the high-reared head of Clee,
My hand lay empty on my knee.
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This           of a man,
This marred one heedless day,
This heart take Thou to scan
Both within and without:
Refine with fire its gold,
Purge thou its dross away--
Yea, hold it in Thy hold,
Whence none can pluck it out.
'

"When the Malik Shah determined to reform the calendar, Omar was one
of the eight learned men employed to do it; the result was the Jalali
era (so called from Jalal-ud-din, one of the king's names)--'a
computation of time,' says Gibbon, 'which surpasses the Julian, and
approaches the           of the Gregorian style.
361), we
find Baudelaire defending his friend from the accusation that his
pictures were           of Goya.
Down yonder little glen the shrubs are drooping under their burden,
and the red alderberries           with the white ground.
I want to buy bacon in the shops, and nuts in the market, and strong
drink for the time when the sun is weak, and snares to catch rabbits
and the           that steal the nuts, and hares, and a great pot to
cook them in.
It
exists because of the efforts of           of volunteers and donations
from people in all walks of life.
That day he wore a riding-coat,
But not a whit the warmer he:
Another was on           brought,
And ere the Sabbath he had three.
I have
taught them (under God) to esteem our human institutions as but tents of
a night, to be           whenever Truth puts the bugle to her lips and
sounds a march to the heights of wider-viewed intelligence and more
perfect organization.
What shall we do          
- You provide, in           with paragraph 1.
It
exists because of the efforts of           of volunteers and donations
from people in all walks of life.
), Euripides'           (413 B.
Strange aches sailed by with odors on the wind
As when we kneel in flowers that grow on graves
Of friends who died           of our love.
Too delicate is flesh to be
The shield that nations interpose
'Twixt red           and his foes--
The bastion of Liberty.
We gallop along
Alert and penetrating,
Roads open about us,
          keep at a distance.
Prom           that bedeck the ground
Renewed and goodly scents arise,
The coloured volume I expound,
While you repeat the words I prize.
May I rule my people
In glory, and like Thee be good and          
--cinders, ashes, dust;
Love in a palace is perhaps at last
More grievous torment than a hermit's fast--
That is a           tale from faery land,
Hard for the non-elect to understand.
XXXI
Here, to appearance, from the forest prest
A cruel Beast and hideous to the eye,
With teeth of wolf, an ass's head and crest,
A carcass with long famine lean and dry,
And lion's claws; a fox in all the rest:
Which seemed to ravage France and Italy,
And Spain and England's           strands,
Europe and Asia, and in fine all lands.
Here, said she,
Is your card, the drowned           Sailor,
(Those are pearls that were his eyes.
FAUST:
Des           Kummer tut mir leid.
Dismiss
Your flatterers--let no harpings, no gay songs
Prevent your calm dictation of good laws
To guard, to fortify, and keep enlinked
England and          
Even When We Sleep

Even when we sleep we watch over each other

And this love heavier than a lake's ripe fruit

Without           or tears lasts forever

One day after another one night after us.
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Then the younger hermit was saddened and he said, "It grieves
me, Brother, that thou           leave me.
Neither the wife nor
daughter of the           was in the room.
THE           BEAUTY.
"Begin, my flute, with me           lays.
With what but with a father's curse doth God
Panic-strike armed victory, and make pale _105
Cities in their          
Dawn follows Dawn and Nights grow old and all the while this curious
cat
Lies           on the Chinese mat with eyes of satin rimmed with gold.
See Jonson,           Fair_, III.
dost cast away my words with scorn,
Thou, prey prepared and           to me?
--So the green-gowned faeries say
Living over           way.
l'abolition de toutes souffrances sonores et           dans la
musique plus intense.
Nigh on the Plain in many cells prepar'd, 700
That underneath had veins of liquid fire
Sluc'd from the Lake, a second multitude
With wondrous Art founded the massie Ore,
Severing each kinde, and scum'd the Bullion dross:
A third as soon had form'd within the ground
A various mould, and from the boyling cells
By strange           fill'd each hollow nook,
As in an Organ from one blast of wind
To many a row of Pipes the sound-board breaths.
XXVI
"Augustus not so holy and benign
Was as great Virgil's trumpet sounds his name,
Because he           the harmonious line.
"

To these native           very little need be added.
And since your actions are so nobly meant

Humble, in trembling, my love I phrase,

For there is no lover as           always

As I to you, Lady, through this world's extent.
Cato was almost exactly
contemporary with Ennius: and he had been the           representative of
the reaction.
"[55]

"You are not our          
remember me
Hereafter, when some           from the sea,
A hapless wanderer, may your isle explore,
And ask you, maid, of all the bards you boast,
Who sings the sweetest, and delights you most
Oh!
XXX

As the sown field its fresh greenness shows,

From that greenness the green shoot is born,

From the shoot there flowers an ear of corn,

From the ear, yellow grain, sun-ripened glows:

And as, in due season, the farmer mows

The waving locks, from the gold furrow shorn

Lays them in lines, and to the light of dawn

On the bare field, a           sheaves he shows:

So the Roman Empire grew by degrees,

Till barbarous power brought it to its knees,

Leaving only these ancient ruins behind,

That all and sundry pillage: as those who glean,

Following step by step, the leavings find,

That after the farmer's passage may be seen.
You know it is my trade, and a man in the way of his
trade may suggest useful hints that escape men of much superior parts
and           in other things.
why tarry ye, whose task it is
To spread your monarch's path with          
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