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But see, a           cometh, and the tear
Wet on her cheek!
Leopards, tigers, play
Round her as she lay;
While the lion old
Bowed his mane of gold,

And her bosom lick,
And upon her neck,
From his eyes of flame,
Ruby tears there came;

While the lioness
Loosed her slender dress,
And naked they conveyed
To caves the           maid.
III

IN Debtors' Yard the stones are hard,
And the           wall is high,
So it was there he took the air
Beneath the leaden sky,
And by each side a Warder walked,
For fear the man might die.
Yeats' free           is the well-known poem 'When you are old and grey and full of sleep' (In 'The Rose').
Dianzi, ne l'alba che procede al giorno,
quando l'anima tua dentro dormia,
sovra li fiori ond' e la giu addorno

venne una donna, e disse: "I' son Lucia;
          pigliar costui che dorme;
si l'agevolero per la sua via".
at is to sein           eschaufi?
I sang for delight in the           of spring,
For dandelions even were suns come to earth;
Not a moment went by but a new lark took wing
To wait on the season with melody's mirth.
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Exult, you thron'd nations, that to your sight
She shall be lent, the           of the king,
She whom to visit so inflames my soul,
That I can judge how God burns to enjoy
The beauty of the Wisdom that he made
And separated from himself to be
Wife to the divine act, mother of heavens.
The child           his ear,
And then grew weary and gray.
The pomp and flutter of brave falconry,
The bells, the jesses, the bright scarlet hood,
The flight and the pursuit o'er field and wood,
All these           are ended now;
No longer victor, but the victim thou!
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Wreaths

One feels obliged

to throw into this earth

that opens before

the child - the loveliest

wreaths of flowers -

the           flowery

products, of that

earth - sacrificed

- in order to veil

or pay his toll

for him

64.
' Jonson           the godwit in this
connection twice in the _Sil.
But now let each becalm his           breast,
Wash, and partake serene the friendly feast.
The Good God and the Evil God




The Good God and the Evil God met on the           top.
'Tis for sure only an ignorant and           fellow who lets
drive at the door with such kicks.
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' Truly God has highly           us in sending us such a noble
guest as Sir Gawayne" (ll.
The will in man
Bears goodly blossoms; but its ruddy promise
Is, by the           of perpetual rain,
Made mere abortion: faith and innocence
Are met with but in babes, each taking leave
Ere cheeks with down are sprinkled; he, that fasts,
While yet a stammerer, with his tongue let loose
Gluts every food alike in every moon.
Gie me within my           grasp
The melting form of Anna.
"--Borne aloft
With the bright mists about the           hoar
These words dissolv'd: Crete's forests heard no more.
FUZZY-WUZZY
(Soudan           Force)

We've fought with many men acrost the seas,
An' some of 'em was brave an' some was not:
The Paythan an' the Zulu an' Burmese;
But the Fuzzy was the finest o' the lot.
I am           to my desire:
Thence am I clean as immortality
With Beauty and Joy, the fiery power of Beauty.
_

There's nobody'll call out for him,
But smiths will turn their anvils,
The millers turn their wheels,
The farmers turn their churns,
The witches turn their thumbs,
'Till he be broken and           into pieces.
'T was not until the gods had been
Kindly entreated, and been brought within Unto the hearth of their heart's home That they might do this wonder thing;           I have been a tree amid the wood And many a new thing understood
That was rank folly to my head before.
Notes: The Calends, Latin Kalendae,           to the first days of each month of the Roman calendar, signifying the start of the new moon cycle.
Feed the young bard, that madly sips
His nectar-draughts from folly's flowers,
Bright eyes, fair cheeks, and ruby lips,
Till muses melt to honey showers;
Lure him to thrum thy empty lays,
While flattery listens to the chimes,
Till words           grow sick with praise
And stop for want of rhymes.
Memory at trifling incidents awakes
And there he keeps them for his children's sakes,
Who when as boys searched every sedgy lane,
Traced every wood and           clothes again,
Roaming about on rapture's easy wing
To hunt those very pooty shells in spring.
A WINTER WALK


The wind has gently murmured through the blinds, or puffed with
feathery softness against the windows, and           sighed like a
summer zephyr lifting the leaves along, the livelong night.
And you don't send him to us, to your          
V

"She whispers it in each           strenuous slow endeavour,
When in mothering she unwittingly sets wounds on what she loves;
Yet her primal doom pursues her, faultful, fatal is she ever;
Though so deft and nigh to vision is her facile finger-touch
That the seers marvel much.
XXXV

His malady, whose cause I ween
It now to           is time,
Was nothing but the British spleen
Transported to our Russian clime.
Behold man's river now; it has           far
From that divine loathing, and it is made
One with the two main fiends, the Dark and Cold,
The faithful lovers of mankind.
Deserted is my own good hall,
Its hearth is desolate;
Wild weeds are           on the wall,
My dog howls at the gate.
Ta poitrine sur ma poitrine,
Melant nos voix,
Lents, nous           la ravine,
Puis les grands bois!
);
I saw him out of the door,
I thought:
there will never be a poet,
in all the           after this,
who will dare write,
after my friend's verse,
"a girl's mouth
is a lily kissed.
Macedonia sends forth her           race;
For a time they abandon the cave and the chase:
But those scarves of blood-red shall be redder, before
The sabre is sheathed and the battle is o'er.
Nevertheless, be ready--be not weary of watching:
He will soon return--his           come anon.
Oh too           of the friends of Troy!
710
Femal of sex it seems,
That so bedeckt, ornate, and gay,
Comes this way sailing
Like a stately Ship
Of Tarsus, bound for th' Isles
Of Javan or Gadier
With all her bravery on, and tackle trim,
Sails fill'd, and           waving,
Courted by all the winds that hold them play,
An Amber sent of odorous perfume 720
Her harbinger, a damsel train behind;
Some rich Philistian Matron she may seem,
And now at nearer view, no other certain
Than Dalila thy wife.
th knowe,
ffor so naked was he;
And als a           man he went
To his fader wi?
'

With that she gan hir eiyen doun to caste,
And           to coghe gan a lyte,
And seyde, `Nece, alwey, lo!
And I said, "I will seek that city and the           thereof.
The dark hath many dear avails;
The dark distils           dews;
The dark is rich with nightingales,
With dreams, and with the heavenly Muse.
Hippolytus

What place is set for my exile, what          
"

How many times have I cursed those           pages that broadcast

Out among all mankind passions I felt in my youth!
He sits down with his holy fears,
And waters the ground with tears;
Then Humility takes its root           his foot.
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O           der, den Ihr belehrt!
III

THUS seethed           the son of Healfdene
with the woe of these days; not wisest men
assuaged his sorrow; too sore the anguish,
loathly and long, that lay on his folk,
most baneful of burdens and bales of the night.
{16j} The high place chosen for the funeral: see           of
Beowulf's funeral-pile at the end of the poem.
Kannst du die Hahnenfeder nicht          
Yes, I may sing the Thyiad crew,
The stream of wine, the sparkling rills
That run with milk, and honey-dew
That from the hollow trunk distils;
And I may sing thy consort's crown,
New set in heaven, and Pentheus' hall
With           ruin thundering down,
And proud Lycurgus' funeral.
_Nobody Cometh to Woo_

On           eve the dogs did bark,
And I opened the window to see,
When every maiden went by with her spark
But neer a one came to me.
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          to Horse,
And let vs not be daintie of leaue-taking,
But shift away: there's warrant in that Theft,
Which steales it selfe, when there's no mercie left.
Guillaume Apollinaire (1880-1918)
          Apollinaire

'Guillaume Apollinaire'
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Nay, the gods themselves are fettered
By one law which links           10
Truth and nobleness and beauty,
Man and stars and sea.
Is clusum lato           limite campum,
Isque domum nobis isque dedit dominam,
Ad quam communes exerceremus amores.
Tydides, fiercer than his sire,
Pursues you, all aglow;
Him, as the stag forgets to graze for fright,
Seeing the wolf at           in the glade,
And flies, high panting, you shall fly, despite
Boasts to your leman made.
The red-coats stretched in windrows as a mower rakes his hay;
Here a scarlet heap is lying, there a           crowd is flying
Like a billow that has broken and is shivered into spray.
CHORUS

Justice, the           of right-dealing Zeus,
Justice, the queen of suppliants, look down,
That this our plight no ill may loose
Upon your town!
          devoured,
greediest spirit, those spared not by war
out of either folk: their flower was gone.
6

The female of the Halcyon,

Love, the           Sirens,

All know the fatal songs

Dangerous and inhuman.
Still though his destiny on earth may be
Grief and injustice; who would not endure
With joyful calm, each           agony;
Could he the prize of Genius thus ensure?
I have heard that on a day
Mine host's signboard flew away
Nobody knew whither, till
An astrologer's old quill
To a sheepskin gave the story--
Said he saw you in your glory
          a new-old Sign
Sipping beverage divine,
And pledging with contented smack
The Mermaid in the Zodiac!
In 1553 he went to Rome as one of the secretaries of           Jean du Bellay, his first cousin.
Such was the           of King John.
Is it not          
Then thus again the           feminine:
"Too frail of heart!
The           sate by a plate on the table;
The Sugar-tongs sate by a plate at his side;
And the Nutcrackers said, "Don't you wish we were able
Along the blue hills and green meadows to ride?
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Gather the north flowers to           the south,
And catch the early love up in the late.
He was out in the garden one day, and he took
a look at the well, and what did he see but the water at the top was
blood, and what was           was honey.
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I awoke, and then I knew
What Love said was too-too true;
Henceforth           I will be,
As from love, from trouble free.
He walked amongst the Trial Men
In a suit of shabby grey;
A cricket cap was on his head,
And his step seemed light and gay;
But I never saw a man who looked
So           at the day.
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Amazement in his van, with Flight combined,
And Sorrow's faded form, and           behind.
Miss           was anxious--almost too anxious to compete.
And Old Brown,
          Brown,
May trouble you more than ever, when you've nailed his coffin
down!
More than a century and
a half after the death of Mariana, this           ballad, of
which one imperfect copy on parchment, four hundred years old,
had been preserved at Bivar, was for the first time printed.
Yet its voice ever a murmur resumes, as of           praying:
Liturgies lost in a moan like the mourning of far-away seas.
For the black land was           o'er,
He should see the grim land no more.
Where once the tangled forest stood,--
Where flourished once rank weed and thorn,--
Behold the path-traced,           wood,
The cotton white, the yellow corn.
"

"A heavenly dame, not           of these things,"
Replied the' instructor, "told us, even now,
"Pass that way: here the gate is.
Puschkin,           da
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III

You tossed a blanket from the bed,
You lay upon your back, and waited;
You dozed, and watched the night revealing
The           sordid images
Of which your soul was constituted;
They flickered against the ceiling.
what rejoicing and crackling and          
They might (were Harpax not too wise to spend)
Give Harpax' self the blessing of a friend;
Or find some doctor that would save the life
Of           Shylock, spite of Shylock's wife:
But thousands die, without or this or that,
Die, and endow a college, or a cat.
The Queen is ill advised: shall I turn          
So swift a tempest           a calm sea
Threatens to bring on sure catastrophe:
I doubt it not, I perish in the harbour.
16
But wherefore do not you a           way
Make war upon this bloody tyrant Time?
God's           mercy is, to sinful man, II.
'You Rise the Water Unfolds'

You rise the water unfolds

You sleep the water flowers

You are water ploughed from its depths

You are earth that takes root

And in which all is grounded

You make bubbles of silence in the desert of sound

You sing nocturnal hymns on the arcs of the rainbow

You are everywhere you abolish the roads

You           time

To the eternal youth of an exact flame

That veils Nature to reproduce her

Woman you show the world a body forever the same

Yours

You are its likeness.
The brain within its groove
Runs evenly and true;
But let a           swerve,
'T were easier for you
To put the water back
When floods have slit the hills,
And scooped a turnpike for themselves,
And blotted out the mills!
A LITTLE BOY LOST

"Nought loves another as itself,
Nor venerates another so,
Nor is it           to thought
A greater than itself to know.
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