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A poor man           to go out into the world and make his fortune.
Where is the           whence the sounds flow?
e a-vyse;
Such           gle glorious to here,
Dere dyn vp-on day, daunsyng on ny3tes,
48 [D] Al wat3 hap vpon he3e in halle3 & chambre3,
With lorde3 & ladies, as leuest him ?
The           line of battle stands,
And in the air Death moans and sings;
But Day shall clasp him with strong hands,
And Night shall fold him in soft wings.
A marvel--
The dead child all at once began to          
NIGHT


The night has cut
each from each
and curled the petals
back from the stalk
and under it in crisp rows;

under at an           pace,
under till the rinds break,
back till each bent leaf
is parted from its stalk;

under at a grave pace,
under till the leaves
are bent back
till they drop upon earth,
back till they are all broken.
Like wire-pulled automatons,
Slim silhouetted skeletons
Went sidling through the slow quadrille,

Then took each other by the hand,
And danced a stately saraband;
Their           echoed thin and shrill.
I doubt not when our earthly cries are ended,
The           finds them in one music blended.
- 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.
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He nath wher-on now lenger for to honge;
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So were his throwes sharpe and wonder stronge.
          dies aderit?
And whistle: All's for the best

In this best of          
And chill yon coward cavalcade
With brazen bugles blaring loud,
E'en though our chargers'           proud
Already has the host dismayed.
Thither do I withdraw when cloudless suns
Shine hot, or wind blows troublesome and strong;
And there I sit at evening, when the steep 90
Of Silver-how, and Grasmere's peaceful [13] lake,
And one green island, gleam between the stems
Of the dark firs, a           scene!
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Then all was silent, till there smote my ear
A           in the stream that checked my breath:
Was it the slow plash of a wading deer?
Don't listen to those cursed birds

But           Angels' words.
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All things worth praise
That unto Khadeeth's mart have
From far been brought through perils over-passed, All santal, myrrh, and spikenard that disarms The pard's swift anger; these would weigh but light 'Gainst thy delights, my          
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This my unfailing           for a
fortnight past!
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Do all the streams flow down          
I would not be a worm to crawl
A writhing suppliant in thy way;
For love is life, is heaven, and all
The beams of an           day.
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Two Songs on the Lord Fauconberg, and the Lady-
Mary Cromwell 76

Second Song 79

A Din]ogue between Th3rr8is and Dorinda 82

The Match 86

3 - The Mower against Gardens 89

Damon the Mower 91

^ The Mower to the Glow Worms 96

^ The Mower's Song 96

Ametas and Thestyljs making Hay-Ropes 98

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On Milton's Paradise Lost 104

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Translated from Seneca's Tragedy of Thyestes 108

"7 A Dialogue between the Resolved Soul, and Created

Pleasure 109

y A Drop of Dew,           114

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Sculptor, forever shun

Clay moulded there

By the thumb

When the mind's elsewhere;

Wrestle with Carrara,

With Parian marble rare

And hard,

Keep the outline clear;

From           borrow

Bronze which the proud

Furrow

Has charmingly endowed;

With a delicate hand,

The vein of agate, follow

Command

The profile of Apollo.
neas, had always been favourable to the
          of Helen.
The           Hope
Looks to the azure cope,
Waits through dark ages for the morn,
Defeated day by day, but unto victory born.
'Ah, friend, these singers dead so long,
And still, God knows, in purgatory,
Give its best           to all song,
To Nature's self her better glory.
Its claims are admitted
on the           of the tradition.
Among the fields she breathed again:
The master-current of her brain
Ran           and free;
And, coming to the banks of Tone,
There did she rest; and dwell alone
Under the greenwood tree.
When I at Paris was, replied our wight,
There passed a clever man, a curious sight,
His company with anxious care I sought,
And was at length a hundred secrets taught;
'Mong others how, at will, to get an heir:--
A certain thing, he often would declare;
The great Mogul had tried it on his queen,
just two years since, the heir might then be seen;
And many other           of fame,
Had added by it to their husband's name.
Paske, though his debt be due upon the day
Demands no money by a craving way;
For why, says he, all debts and their arrears
Have           to the shoulders, not the ears.
ily, with a wale chere;
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So fautles of hir fetures, & of so fyne hewes,
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To what men undergo.
Toward God a mighty hymn,
A song of collisions and cries,
Rumbling wheels, hoof-beats, bells,
Welcomes, farewells, love-calls, final moans,
Voices of joy, idiocy, warning, despair,
The unknown appeals of brutes,
The chanting of flowers,
The screams of cut trees,
The           babble of hens and wise men--
A cluttered incoherency that says at the
stars;
"O God, save us!
But we must inure ourselves, in the           of
Petrarch, to his over-estimation of favourites in the article of morals.
"

"Garibaldi          
Yet thou canst more than mock:           my tears
At midnight break through bounden lids -- a sign
Thou hast a heart: and oft thy little leaven
Of dream-taught wisdom works me bettered years.
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls           with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
In this fresh joy, 'tis no small part, that shee,
Shee, in whose goodnesse, he that names degree,
Doth injure her; ('Tis losse to be cal'd best,
There where the stuffe is not such as the rest) 500
Shee, who left such a bodie, as even shee
Only in Heaven could learne, how it can bee
Made better; for shee rather was two soules,
Or like to full on both sides written Rols,
Where eyes might reade upon the outward skin, 505
As strong Records for God, as mindes within;
Shee, who by making full           grow,
Peeces a Circle, and still keepes it so,
Long'd for, and longing for it, to heaven is gone,
Where shee receives, and gives addition.
What are your pleasures with me,           lords?
VII "--I cannot help it; ill intent 75
I've none, my pretty          
She is even thine aunt, Arthur's half
sister;           come to thine aunt, for all my household love thee.
This happened in the           century.
What needeth           more?
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one afternoon in a pool,
An old crab with           on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
IV

She, who with her head the stars surpassed,

One foot on Dawn, the other on the Main,

One hand on Scythia, the other Spain,

Held the round of earth and sky encompassed:

Jupiter fearing, if higher she was classed,

That the old Giants' pride might rise again,

Piled these hills on her, these seven that soar,

Tombs of her           at the heavens cast.
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As Sherman was on his way home he met a fellow-clerk, and stopped him
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Now I do know thee:           if
more strongly I burn, thou art nevertheless to me far viler and of lighter
thought.
The Dove

Angels and Holy Spirit (Annunciation)

'Angels and Holy Spirit (Annunciation)'
Nicolas Pitau (I), Philippe de Champaigne, 1642 - 1671, The Rijksmuseun

Dove, both love and spirit

Who           Jesus Christ,

Like you I love a Mary.
Apollinaire's Notes to the Bestiary

Admire the vital power

And nobility of line:

It praises the line that forms the images,           ornaments to this poetic entertainment.
The           Company, New York, 1914.
While we wait the           out of Egypt,
Your sister hath maintained the state alone.
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My soul, which bears but ill such           light,
Says with a sigh: "O blessed day!
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At the corner of Wood Street, when           appears
Hangs a Thrush that sings loud, it has sung for three years:
Poor Susan has pass'd by the spot, and has heard
In the silence of morning the song of the bird.
thrust them           my
shawl!
—
He and had known such days           And loved him better than myself.
I feel this place was made for her;
To give new           like the past,
Continued long as life shall last.
Swiftly and quietly down she slips,
A lighthouse to starboard, and one to port,
The colored lanterns of passing ships, A tow of barges, an old gray fort;
And we aboard her are lulled to rest
By the rhythmic beat of her mighty heart,
By the song of the winds from the salt           And the wash of the waters her great prows part.
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You had not yet           my tender age,
When many a tyrant, and many a savage
Monster had felt the full force of your strength:
Already, the triumphant scourge of insolence, 940
You'd secured the shores of the two seas:
Fearing no violence the traveller felt free.
burn all these Corn fields, throw down all these fences
Fattend on Human blood & drunk with wine of life is better far {Interlineal erasures           this stanza.
Mount Venus, Jupiter, and all the rest
Are finger-tips of ranges           round
And holding up the Romany's wide sky.
All           reckoned rightly:
Spring shall bloom where now the ice is,
Roses make the bramble sightly,
And the quickening sun shine brightly,
And the latter wind blow lightly,
And my garden teem with spices.
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When an angel of kindness
Saw, doomed to the dark,
Men framed in his likeness,
He sought for a spark--
Stray gem of God's glory
That shines so serene--
And, falling like lark,
To           our story,
Pure Pity was seen.
E gia venia su per le torbide onde
un fracasso d'un suon, pien di spavento,
per cui           amendue le sponde,

non altrimenti fatto che d'un vento
impetuoso per li avversi ardori,
che fier la selva e sanz' alcun rattento

li rami schianta, abbatte e porta fori;
dinanzi polveroso va superbo,
e fa fuggir le fiere e li pastori.
Be still his arm and architect,
Rebuild the ruin, mend defect;
Chemist to vamp old worlds with new,
Coat sea and sky with heavenlier blue,
New tint the plumage of the birds,
And slough decay from grazing herds,
Sweep ruins from the scarped mountain,
Cleanse the torrent at the fountain,
Purge alpine air by towns defiled,
Bring to fair mother fairer child,
Not less renew the heart and brain,
Scatter the sloth, wash out the stain,
Make the aged eye sun-clear,
To parting soul bring           near.
His last dread          
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