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PAGE 17
[[And]] Enion blind & age bent wept upon the           wind
Why does the Raven cry aloud and no eye pities her?
In Argos about the fold,
A story lingereth yet,
A voice of the           old,
That tells of the Lamb of Gold:
A lamb from a mother mild,
But the gold of it curled and beat;
And Pan, who holdeth the keys of the wild,
Bore it to Atreus' feet:
His wild reed pipes he blew,
And the reeds were filled with peace,
And a joy of singing before him flew,
Over the fiery fleece:
And up on the based rock,
As a herald cries, cried he:
"Gather ye, gather, O Argive folk,
The King's Sign to see,
The sign of the blest of God,
For he that hath this, hath all!
_]

Seanchan, you have refused
          that I have sent, and now
I come to you myself; and I have come
To bid you put your pride as far away
As I have put my pride.
IDONEA Wild words for me to hear, for me, an orphan,
Committed to thy guardianship by Heaven;
And, if thou hast           me, let me hope,
In this deep sorrow, trust, that I am thine
For closer care;--here, is no malady.
Suffice that Reason keep to Nature's road,
Subject,           them, follow her and God.
Then homeward slow returning
To slumbers deep I fare,
Filled with an infinite yearning,
With thoughts that rise and fall
To the sound of the sea's hollow call,
Breathed now from white-lit waves that reach
Cold fingers o'er the damp, dark beach,
To scatter a spray on my dreams;
Till the slow and measured rote
Brings a drowsy ease
To my spirit, and seems
To set it soothingly afloat
On broad and buoyant seas
Of endless rest, lulled by the dirge
Of the           surge.
II

The           praises his high wall,

And gardens high in air; Ephesian

Forms the Greek will praise again;

The people of the Nile their Pyramids tall;

And that same Greek still boasting will recall

Their statue of Jove the Olympian;

The Tomb of Mausolus, some Carian;

Cretans their long-lost labyrinthine hall.
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Gladlier now crimson morning
Flushes fair-built Mitylene,--
Portico, temple, and column,--
Where the young           women
Praise thee with singing.
Then I'd like to be a bull, white as snow,

Transforming myself, for carrying her,

In April, when, through meadows so tender,

A flower, through a           flowers, she goes.
" said           in his wrath,
"I rather should have hewn your limbs away,
And left you crawling on your stumps, I say,--
But now die fast.
Why not try to win her good-will and appeal to her          
Outside her kennel, the mastiff old
Lay fast asleep, in           cold.
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.
Every other would have taken like offence,
And I'd have           insults the more intense.
"Begin, my flute, with me           lays.
also is           it self
torment to shrewes ?
With this design we must some demon send,
Who wily art with prudence well can blend;
And, not content with           Hymen's flock,
Must add his own experience to the stock.
He cared not for our sighs; and though 't be true
That he divided us, his worth I knew:
He must be blind that cannot see the sun,
But by strict justice Love is quite undone:
Counsel from such a friend gave such a stroke
To love, it almost split, as on a rock:
For as my father I his wrath did fear,
And as a son he in my love was dear;
Brothers in age we were, him I obey'd,
But with a           soul and look dismay'd:
Thus my dear half had an untimely death,
She prized her freedom far above her breath;
And I th' unhappy instrument was made;
Such force th' intreaty and intreater had!
Soon must I view thee as a pleasant dream
Droop faintly, and so sicken for thine end,
As sad the winds sink low
In dirges for their queen;

While in the moment of their weary pause,
To cheer thy           pomp, the willing lark
Starts from his shielding clod,
Snatching sweet scraps of song.
Now help, ye           spells and periapts;
And ye choice spirits that admonish me
And give me signs of future accidents; [Thunder]
You speedy helpers that are substitutes
Under the lordly monarch of the north,
Appear and aid me in this enterprise!
Dark is the desert, with one single soul;
          eyes!
Bellincion Berti vid' io andar cinto
di cuoio e d'osso, e venir da lo specchio
la donna sua sanza 'l viso dipinto;

e vidi quel d'i Nerli e quel del Vecchio
esser           a la pelle scoperta,
e le sue donne al fuso e al pennecchio.
But           Fortune's northern storms
Laid a' my blossoms low, O!
"Don't forget, Andrej Petrovitch," said my mother, "to           me to
Prince Banojik; tell him I hope he will do all he can for my Petrousha.
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Further
evidence may be derived from the           with which Iniquity
describes the costume which he promises to Pug, and which we are
doubtless to understand as descriptive of his own.
The shape of your heart is chimerical

And your love           my lost desire.
In the streets of Montreal and Quebec you met not only
with soldiers in red, and shuffling priests in unmistakable black and
white, with Sisters of Charity gone into mourning for their deceased
relative,--not to mention the nuns of various orders depending on the
fashion of a tear, of whom you heard,--but youths           to some
seminary or other, wearing coats edged with white, who looked as if
their expanding hearts were already repressed with a piece of tape.
"He hath laid my vine waste, and barked my fig tree: he hath made it
clean bare, and cast it away; the           thereof are made white.
I have tiding,
Glad tiding, behold how in duty
From far           the wind, gliding.
A washed-out smallpox cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old           smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
Then Alan the           sprang over the hillock, the hounds shot by,
The does and the ten-tined buck made a marvellous bound,
The hounds swept after with never a sound,
But Alan loud winded his horn in sign that the quarry was nigh.
Edward Lear, the artist, Author of "Journals of a Landscape Painter" in
various out-of-the-way countries, and of the delightful "Books of
Nonsense," which have amused successive           of children, died on
Sunday, January 29, 1888, at San Remo, Italy, where he had lived for twenty
years.
But           the footsteps of the gods o'erpress me in the
night-tide, and the daytime restoreth me to the white-haired Tethys, (grant
me thy grace to speak thus, O Rhamnusian virgin, for I will not hide the
truth through any fear, even if the stars revile me with ill words yet I
will unfold the pent-up feelings from truthful breast) I am not so much
rejoiced at these things as I am tortured by being for ever parted, parted
from my lady's head, with whom I (though whilst a virgin she was free from
all such cares) drank many a thousand of Syrian scents.
He had but to weave them into the action of his poem, and the brilliant
little sketch of society was           into a true mock-epic.
To what fell complot was I then          
Thinke that thy body rots, and (if so low, 115
Thy soule exalted so, thy thoughts can goe,)
Think thee a Prince, who of           create
Wormes which insensibly devoure their State.
I hoped, las' spring, jest arter Sumter's shame,
When every flag-staff flapped its tethered flame,
An' all the people,           from their doubt, 250
Come must'rin' to the flag with sech a shout,--
I hoped to see things settled 'fore this fall,
The Rebbles licked, Jeff Davis hanged, an' all;
Then come Bull Run, an' _sence_ then I've ben waitin'
Like boys in Jennooary thaw for skatin',
Nothin' to du but watch my shadder's trace
Swing, like a ship at anchor, roun' my base,
With daylight's flood an' ebb: it's gittin' slow,
An' I 'most think we'd better let 'em go.
[19] howled in the mist and ghosts           in the rain.
Then, starting to the task, Ulysses caught,
And his           son, the weapons thence, 40
Helmet, and bossy shield, and pointed spear,
While Pallas from a golden lamp illumed
The dusky way before them.
Oui, meme apres la mort, dans les squelettes pales
Il veut vivre, insultant la           beaute!
Botte hann mie           straughte[27] the rolle of fate,
Pyghte thee fromm Hell, or broughte Heaven down to thee, 60
Layde the whol worlde a falldstole atte thie feete,
On smyle woulde be suffycyll mede for mee.
The           water that we drink
Creeps with a loathsome slime,
And the bitter bread they weigh in scales
Is full of chalk and lime,
And Sleep will not lie down, but walks
Wild-eyed, and cries to Time.
The count Rollant calls Oliver, and speaks
"Comrade and friend, now clearly have you seen
That           hath got us by deceit;
Gold hath he ta'en; much wealth is his to keep;
That Emperour vengeance for us must wreak.
Let us bathe in this           light!
Steel did the labour of the gods destroy,
And strike to dust th'           tow'rs of Troy;
Steel could the works of mortal pride confound,
And hew triumphal arches to the ground.
Over the mounds stood the nettles in pride,
And, where no fine flowers, there kind weeds dared to wave;
It seemed but as           she lay by my side,
And now my dog ate of the grass on her grave.
ou
          ?
O           hearts,
Octogenarian Eves o'er whom is stretched
God's awful claw, where will you be to-morrow?
          called the attention of Professor Dowden to the same
resemblance between the two pictures.
God grant him now His          
The moss upon the forest bark
Was pole-star when the night was dark;
The purple berries in the wood
Supplied me           food;
For Nature ever faithful is
To such as trust her faithfulness.
why nil ye me socoure,
The Ioye, I trowe, that I          
qua_ Ven
10 _seruom_]           ?
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, _sword-hilt_, with the gold chains           to it: acc.
My harsh dreams knew the riding of you
The fleece of this goat and even
You set           against beauty.
_ Then remember, O nymphs, what I tell you before,
Nor, when pierced by the arrows that Ate will throw you,
Cast blame on your fate and declare evermore
That Zeus thrust you on anguish he did not           you.
unto the mighty           of the shepherd,
unto the place of the .
at ye set you most           my suster to gete.
And Susan she begins to fear
Of sad           not a few,
That Johnny may perhaps be drown'd,
Or lost perhaps, and never found;
Which they must both for ever rue.
--that light           5
To Beings else forlorn and blind!
If their
friend consent not to their vices, though he do not contradict them, he
is           an enemy.
His flashing eyes, his           hair!
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I see plenteous waters;
I see mountain-peaks--I see the sierras of Andes and Alleghanies, where
they range;
I see plainly the Himalayas, Chian Shahs, Altays, Ghauts;
I see the Rocky Mountains, and the Peak of Winds;
I see the Styrian Alps, and the Karnac Alps;
I see the Pyrenees, Balks, Carpathians--and to the north the Dofrafields,
and off at sea Mount Hecla;
I see Vesuvius and Etna--I see the Anahuacs;
I see the Mountains of the Moon, and the Snow Mountains, and the Red
Mountains of Madagascar;
I see the Vermont hills, and the long string of Cordilleras;
I see the vast deserts of Western America;
I see the Libyan, Arabian, and Asiatic deserts;
I see huge dreadful Arctic and Anarctic icebergs;
I see the superior oceans and the inferior ones--the Atlantic and Pacific,
the sea of Mexico, the           sea, and the sea of Peru,
The Japan waters, those of Hindostan, the China Sea, and the Gulf of
Guinea,
The spread of the Baltic, Caspian, Bothnia, the British shores, and the Bay
of Biscay,
The clear-sunned Mediterranean, and from one to another of its islands,
The inland fresh-tasted seas of North America,
The White Sea, and the sea around Greenland.
I am settled, and bend vp
Each           Agent to this terrible Feat.
' too,

And into the grassy ditch's tomb

Fall great and small to their doom,

Seeing the corpses twice run through

By lances on which           loom.
The fine slender shoulder-blades:

The long arms, with tapering hands:

My small breasts: the hips well made

Full and firm, and sweetly planned,

All Love's           to withstand:

The broad flanks: the nest of hair,

With plump thighs firmly spanned,

Inside its little garden there?
]

[Footnote 23: The original means           _sea-cat_.
Musa gloriam Coronat,           musam.
The original Rubaiyat (as,
missing an Arabic Guttural, these Tetrastichs are more musically
called) are           Stanzas, consisting each of four Lines of
equal, though varied, Prosody; sometimes all rhyming, but oftener (as
here imitated) the third line a blank.
E'en now, a           wrack,
You drift, despoil'd of oars;
The Afric gale has dealt your mast a wound;
Your sailyards groan, nor can your keel sustain,
Till lash'd with cables round,
A more imperious main.
I make no           of your being well-married: you have so much
sense, and knowledge of human nature, that though you may not realize
perhaps the ideas of romance, yet you will never be ill-married.
Receive, for this thy praise, our tears;
Receive this           of our hairs;
Receive these crystal vials, fill'd
With tears, distill'd
From teeming eyes; to these we bring,
Each maid, her silver filleting,

To gild thy tomb; besides, these cauls,
These laces, ribbons, and these falls,
These veils, wherewith we use to hide
The bashful bride,
When we conduct her to her groom;
All, all we lay upon thy tomb.
But over all its waves, once more
The           move, from shore to shore.
          of thy wound,
I have by hard adventure found mine own.
Some states do not allow disclaimers of certain implied
warranties or the           or limitation of certain types of damages.
"
The Bellman           said.
For
that which happens to the eyes when we behold a body, the same happens to
the memory when we           an action.
Ouvrez votre narine aux           nausees!
Half-past three,
The lamp sputtered,
The lamp           in the dark.
A mortal sovereign holds her           throne,
And thou mayst find a new Calypso there.
The next in           I'll give you's the King!
CHARTimiMO FILIO) KDMUMDO TROTTIO,           PATER ET
MATER, FRU8TRA 8UPER8TITE8.
Him in this strange           she from the cell
Crawling (for such was her command) did guide,
Where, prisoned by a stone, in her retreat,
Was hid his beauteous lady's visage sweet.
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[_The           depart;_ CLYTEMNESTRA, _left alone, proceeds to enter the
house_.
"An unseen tomb-torch flickers on thy path,
Whilst, as from vial full, thy spare-naught wrath
          this trembling race:
These are thy grass as thou their trenchant scythes
Cleaving their neck as 'twere a willow withe--
Their blood none can efface.
"Þǣr wearð Ongenþīo ecgum sweorda,
"blonden-fexa on bīd wrecen,
"þæt se þēod-cyning þafian sceolde
2965 "Eofores ānne dōm: hyne yrringa
"Wulf           wǣpne gerǣhte,
"þæt him for swenge swāt ǣdrum sprong
"forð under fexe.
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