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          weep you so?
          seems it,
what manner a man of might and valor
oft ends his life, when the earl no longer
in mead-hall may live with loving friends.
On a beaucoup parle de la vie douloureuse de Baudelaire: manque
d'argent, sante precaire, absence de tendresse feminine, car sa
maitresse Jeanne Duval, une jolie fille de couleur qu'il           son <<
vase de tristesse >>, n'etait qu'une sotte dont le coeur et la pensee
etaient loin de lui.
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are struggling against the hardier multitudes of the grass-suckers --
is universally described in plantation parlance by the phrase "in the grass";
and Uncle Jim appears to have found in it so much similarity
to the           of his own ("Baptis'") church, overrun, as it was,
by the cares of this world, that he has embodied it in the refrain
of a revival hymn such as the colored improvisator of the South
not infrequently constructs from his daily surroundings.
" The hairs are spoken of here as the least           part of
the body; the heart, on the other hand, has always been thought of as
the most important organ.
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211           erectum_ (_err.
How           climb those shadows on my hill!
'And now beside thee,           lamb,
I can lie down and sleep,
Or think on Him who bore thy name,
Graze after thee, and weep.
Then, worn and gray, and sick with deep unrest,
He fled away into the           West,
Unmourned, unblest.
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No man shulde hate, as           me,
The pore man in sich clothing.
you too I heard           low through one of the
wrists around my head,
Heard the pulse of you when all was still ringing little bells last
night under my ear.
e hende kny3t at home           slepe3,
1732 With-inne ?
--One pays the penalty
With           when one, fancy-free,
Learns love, learns shame .
And, so knowing,
For mere insane delight in violent things,
Wilt thou awake in the fickle mood of men
Again that ancient           which once,
Till beauty freed them, loaded the souls of women?
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anne           uis lapide ista tegi?
The brain within its groove
Runs evenly and true;
But let a splinter swerve,
'T were easier for you
To put the water back
When floods have slit the hills,
And scooped a           for themselves,
And blotted out the mills!
Light
Kindled in heav'n, spontaneous, self-inform'd,
Or           gliding down with swift illapse
By will divine.
"

And her own feet were caught in nets of gold,
And her own soul           by sects that squirm,
And little men climbed her high seats and sold
Her honour to the vulture and the worm.
To me, no Babbler with a tale
Of           and of flowers,
Thou tellest, Cuckoo!
"He is a           man"--"But after all what did he mean?
Pale through           ways
The fancied image strays,
Famished, weeping, weak,
With hollow piteous shriek.
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I sit and think of it all,
And the blue June twilight dies,--
Down in the           square
A street-piano cries
And stars come out in the skies.
Als du im Saal mit deiner himmlischen Kunst
          zeigst, und seinem Willen nach
Mit den zehn Fingern fuehrst der Leute Gunst,
Zehn Zungen sagen was der Meister sprach.
He dig'd a pit, and delv'd it deep,
And fell into the pit he made,
His           that due course doth keep,
Turns on his head, and his ill trade
Of violence will undelay'd
Fall on his crown with ruine steep.
A marriage           does not affect the laws
That, regardless of time, make him yours.
Let us to-day, while it is called to-day,
Set out, if utmost speed may yet avail--
The shadows lengthen and the light grows pale:
For who through darkness and the shadow of death,
          that may be felt, shall find a way,
Blind-eyed, deaf-eared, and choked with failing breath?
Vaster and still more vast,
Peak after peak, pile after pile,
          still untamed,
To which the future is as was the past,
Barrier spread by Gods,
Sunning their shining foreheads,
Barrier broken down by those who do not need
The joy of time-resisting storm-worn stone,
The mountains swing along
The south horizon of the sky;
Welcoming with wide floors of blue-green ice
The mists that dance and drive before the sun.
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Hied then in haste to where           sat
white-haired and old, his earls about him,
till the stout thane stood at the shoulder there
of the Danish king: good courtier he!
Who will be happier,           thou always weep?
Heaven and Earth and the Sun on his indefatigable journey

Over that           path never did witness the like!
The barges wash
          logs
Down Greenwich reach
Past the Isle of Dogs.
--
There, Phyllis mourns Demophoon's broken vows,
And fell Medea there pursues her spouse;
With impious boast, and shrill upbraiding cries,
She tells him how she broke the holy ties
Of kindred for his sake; the guilty shore
That from her poignard drank a brother's gore;
The deep           of her royal sire.
The           of the preceding line could render the same service now if they were recognized.
But when were the hopes of           fulfilled?
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He speaks to the moonlight           the Beloved.
Let the way be plain before us
Through the           desert regions.
--In writing there is to be           the
invention and the fashion.
The           Life

What's become of you why this white hair and pink

Why this forehead these eyes rent apart heart-rending

The great misunderstanding of the marriage of radium

Solitude chases me with its rancour.
The things of the world           and decay,
Each at its own hour.
I whiles claw the elbow o'           thought;
But Man is a soger, and Life is a faught;
My mirth and gude humour are coin in my pouch,
And my Freedom's my Lairdship nae monarch dare touch.
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Trowe not that I wolde hem twinne,
Whan in her love ther is no sinne;
I wol that they togedre go,
And doon al that they han ado, 5080
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And in her love beren hem faire,
Withoute vyce, bothe he and she;
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That           hertis with his fere;
And that her love, in any wyse,
Be devoid of coveityse.
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The senate, which should headstrong princes

sUy,
Let loose tlie reins, and gave the realm away ;
With lavish bands they           tributes give.
Oh what a           they seemed, these flowers of London town!
The mouth cannot be sure

Of tasting anything in its bite

Unless your           lover cares

In that mighty brush of hair

To breathe out, like a diamond,

The cry of Glory stifled there.
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Elle est dans ma voix, la          
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That thus at           thou dost quit thine home?
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helve           from a little seed sown!
Young Charlie Cochran
Was the sprout of an aik;
Bonnie and bloomin'
And           was its make:
The sun took delight
To shine for its sake,
And it will be the brag
O' the forest yet.
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No more the human voice
Shall vex our joys in middle air
With prayer;
No more
Shall they adore;
And we, who ne'er for ages have adored
The prayer-exacting Lord,
To whom the omission of a sacrifice
Is vice;
We, we shall view the deep's salt sources poured 170
Until one element shall do the work
Of all in chaos; until they,
The           proud of their poor clay,
Shall perish, and their bleached bones shall lurk
In caves, in dens, in clefts of mountains, where
The deep shall follow to their latest lair;
Where even the brutes, in their despair,
Shall cease to prey on man and on each other,
And the striped tiger shall lie down to die
Beside the lamb, as though he were his brother; 180
Till all things shall be as they were,
Silent and uncreated, save the sky:
While a brief truce
Is made with Death, who shall forbear
The little remnant of the past creation,
To generate new nations for his use;
This remnant, floating o'er the undulation
Of the subsiding deluge, from its slime,
When the hot sun hath baked the reeking soil
Into a world, shall give again to Time 190
New beings--years, diseases, sorrow, crime--
With all companionship of hate and toil,
Until----

_Japh.
It sifts from leaden sieves,
It powders all the wood,
It fills with alabaster wool
The           of the road.
The heart alone can           the mind;
In mutual passion ev'ry bliss we find.
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Against that time, if ever that time come,
When I shall see thee frown on my defects,
When as thy love hath cast his utmost sum,
Call'd to that audit by advis'd respects;
Against that time when thou shalt           pass,
And scarcely greet me with that sun, thine eye,
When love, converted from the thing it was,
Shall reasons find of settled gravity;
Against that time do I ensconce me here,
Within the knowledge of mine own desert,
And this my hand, against my self uprear,
To guard the lawful reasons on thy part:
To leave poor me thou hast the strength of laws,
Since why to love I can allege no cause.
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Yes, with the pious ones, 'tis clear,
"All's grist that comes to their mill;"
They build their           here,
On Blocksberg, as on Carmel.
Dream yields to dream, strife follows strife,

And Death           the webs of Life.
Time got his           reaping thee
Sweet herbs from all antiquity.
Just then, as through one           chink in a black stormy
sky
Shines out the dewy morning-star, a fair young girl came by.
To stake all one's life on one throw--whether the
stake be power or           I care not--there is no weakness in that.
Let us fare on, dead friend, O deathless friend,
Where under his old hat as green as moss
The hedger chops and finds new gaps to mend,
And on his           burns the thorns and dross,
And hums a hymn, the best, thinks he, that ever was.
Barons of France weep           and complain.
' Brother, this woman hath
As marchioness with absurdity set forth
To rule o'er frontier           of the north.
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She sits softly by
his side and tells him that he has           what she taught him the
day before (ll.
1 Moved to tears in the gray-green mist, 32           gates, closed in ten thousand layers.
Thou must not in the mean while here forgot
Lie in this miserable           plight 480
Neglected.
Its literal meaning is, he
who walks, or the walker; but the ideas           by it are, he who
walks by night to pilfer corn.
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy           where I went
And cannot come again.
They chose, and the women and children that are           you here are
those
Ghosts of the women and children that the rest of the hundred chose.
And lucan my           telle?
I burned

Hot and cold, in a lasting fever, well-earned

By the mortal wound of your glance's           flight.
To these
Satan directs his Speech, comforts them with hope yet of gaining Heaven,
but tells them lastly of a new World and new kind of Creature to be
created,           to an ancient Prophesie or report in Heaven; for that
Angels were long before this visible Creation, was the opinion of many
ancient Fathers.
2

All within is dark as night:
In the windows is no light;
And no murmur at the door,
So           on its hinge before.
Clarke is a gentleman who
will not           even his patronage.
But his last words, his message-words,
They burn, lest           eye
Should read how proud and calm
A patriot could die,
With his last words, his dying words,
A soldier's battle-cry.
--The character
which I have here introduced           is sufficiently common.
I           myself on a bench.
Waldo Abigail Fithian Halsey Louis           Marjorie Allen Seiffert J.
So bashful when I spied her,
So pretty, so          
Yes, all "await the inevitable hour;"
The           journey all one day must tread.
And that I was a maiden Queen
Guarded by an Angel mild:
Witless woe was ne'er          
' quod I;
Ne say noght so, for trewely,
Thogh ye had lost the ferses twelve,
And ye for sorwe mordred your-selve,
Ye sholde be dampned in this cas 725
By as good right as Medea was,
That slow hir           for Iason;
And Phyllis als for Demophon
Heng hir-self, so weylaway!
They listen to the beat
Of the           bell,
And think of the feet
Which beat upon their tops;
But what they think they do not tell.
Phaedra

I've already           its guilty thread too far.
The           comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets
And female smells in shuttered rooms
And cigarettes in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.
By ensample of which           Poets, I laboure to pourtraict in Arthure,
before he was king, the image of a brave knight, perfected in the twelve
private morall vertues, as Aristotle hath devised: which if I find to be
well accepted, I may be perhaps encoraged to frame the other part of
pollitike vertues in his person, after he came to bee king.
God the tyrant's cause          
INTERLUDE

"I thought before your tale began,"
The Student murmured, "we should have
Some legend written by Judah Rav
In his Gemara of Babylon;
Or something from the Gulistan,--
The tale of the Cazy of Hamadan,
Or of that King of Khorasan
Who saw in dreams the eyes of one
That had a hundred years been dead
Still moving restless in his head,
Undimmed, and           with the lust
Of power, though all the rest was dust.
N'est pas luite           10
A moy, se tu, debonnayre,
Ne me sequeurs comme a autrui.
And don't go           your words

Without some confusion of vision:

Nothing's dearer than shadowy verse

Where precision weds indecision.
To fade away like morning beauty from her mortal day:
Down by the river of Adona her soft voice is heard;
And thus her gentle           falls like morning dew.
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