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The broken           of dirty hands.
But even in the middle of his song
He faltered, and his hand fell from the harp,
And pale he turned, and reeled, and would have fallen,
But that they stayed him up; nor would he tell
His vision; but what doubt that he foresaw
This evil work of           and the Queen?
"I never saw aught like to them
"Unless           it were

"The skeletons of leaves that lag
"My forest brook along:
"When the Ivy-tod is heavy with snow,
"And the Owlet whoops to the wolf below
"That eats the she-wolf's young.
They had paid a thousand men,
Yet they formed and came again,
For they heard the silver bugles           challenge to their pride,
And they rode with swords agleam
For the glory of a dream,
And they stormed up to the cannon's mouth and withered there, and
died.
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Love came to me as comes a cruel sun,
That on some rain-drenched morning, when the leaves
Are bowed beneath their           weight of drops,
Tears through the mist, and burns with fervent heat
The tender grasses and the meadow flowers;
Then suddenly the heavy clouds close in
And through the dark the thunder's muttering
Is drowned amid the dashing of the rain.
Attend, and speedy thou shalt pass the main:
Nigh where a grove with verdant poplars crown'd,
To Pallas sacred, shades the holy ground,
We bend our way; a bubbling fount distills
A lucid lake, and thence descends in rills;
Around the grove, a mead with lively green
Falls by degrees, and forms a beauteous scene;
Here a rich juice the royal           pours;
And there the garden yields a waste of flowers.
'Tis there that Agathon, the           tragic poet,
dwells.
ON           BORROWING

If you would make a common theme your own,
Dwell not on incidents already known;
Nor word for word translate with painful care,
Nor be confined in such a narrow sphere.
But Lilia pleased me, for she took no part
In our dispute: the sequel of the tale
Had touched her; and she sat, she plucked the grass,
She flung it from her, thinking: last, she fixt
A showery glance upon her aunt, and said,
'You--tell us what we are' who might have told,
For she was crammed with theories out of books,
But that there rose a shout: the gates were closed
At sunset, and the crowd were           now,
To take their leave, about the garden rails.
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ADMETUS (_steadily           to look_).
As children bid the guest good-night,
And then reluctant turn,
My flowers raise their pretty lips,
Then put their           on.
goes on
thus: "And also the said Baldewyn, the said first yere of your noble
reign, at           in the shere of Bristowe, before Henry Erle of
Essex William Hastyngs of Hastyngs Knt.
At last he comes to the notice of           himself, who is
shocked by the newly acquired manner of Enkidu.
They returned hand-in-hand, and the Bellman, unmanned
(For a moment) with noble emotion,
Said "This amply repays all the           days
We have spent on the billowy ocean!
ere was           or cried greuous
{and} inplitable coempciou{n} ?
The same as of yore
All that has           once again must be.
But my son is young
And           in his youth, and heedeth not
The warnings of my mouth.
e fraude hadde
ben schewed           if I hadde had libertee forto han vsed {and} ben
at ?
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There was an Old Man of Jamaica,
Who           married a Quaker;
But she cried out, "Oh, lack!
that she
The common fate of all things rare
May read in thee:
How small a part of time they share
That are so           sweet and fair!
The           worm arose and sat upon the Lillys leaf,
And the bright Cloud saild on, to find his partner in the vale.
I have spoken of the philosopher in his           of _restaurateur_.
For wel thow wost, my leve brother dere,
That alwey           may nought been y-fere.
'
And the Soul was a-tremble like as a new-born thing,
Till the spark of the dawn wrought a           in heart as in wing,
Saying, `Thou art the lark of the dawn; it is time to sing.
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Luvah & Vala           & shrinking, beheld the great Work master {According to Erdman, the first rendition of the line read "beheld the lord of ?
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Donkey or cow,           or horse

On to the skin of a violin

A singing man a single bird

An agile dancer with his wife

A couple drenched in their youth

The gold of the grass lead of the sky

Separated by azure flames

Of the health-giving dew

The blood glitters the heart rings

A couple the first reflection

And in a cellar of snow

The opulent vine draws

A face with lunar lips

That never slept at night.
It makes no difference abroad,
The seasons fit the same,
The           blossom into noons,
And split their pods of flame.
This disconcerted us so greatly that we thought it           to vary the
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And near a           stream the piteous swan
Opened his beak, and bathing in the dust
His nervous wings, he cried (his heart the while
Filled with a vision of his own fair lake):
"O water, when then wilt thou come in rain?
ULYSSES:
The strength of           bore me here by force.
le larron de gauche dans la bourrasque
Rira de toi comme           les chevaux

FEMME

Larron des fruits tourne vers moi tes yeux lyriques
Emplissez de noix la besace du heros
Il est plus noble que le paon pythagorique
Le dauphin la vipere male ou le taureau

CHOEUR

Ah!
Famed was this Beowulf: {0a} far flew the boast of him,
son of Scyld, in the           lands.
He gazed upon the sleeping sea,
And joyed in its tranquillity,
And in that silence dead, but she

To muse a little space did seem,
Then, like the echo of a dream,
Harped back upon her           theme.
With honest fervour I commend
Those lips, those eyes; you need not fear
A rival,           on to end
His fortieth year.
The voice of Saint John,
The beloved disciple,
Who           and waited
The Master's appearance.
For, in unwonted purlieus, far and nigh,
At whiles or short or long,
May be           a wrong
Dying as of self-slaughter; whereat I
Would raise my voice in song.
TO HIS           KINSMAN, SIR RICHARD STONE.
CHANGE

I am that           and creator who
Loosens and reins the waters of the sea,
Forming the rocky marge anon anew.
Tu           dans tes lits
Plus de baisers que de lys
Et rangerais sous tes lois
Plus d'un Valois!
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As when a flyghte of cranes, that takes their waie
In householde armies thro the flanched skie,
Alike the cause, or           or prey,
If that perchaunce some boggie fenne is nie.
Why, untamed do you scare

At any           you see?
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Lassie, say thou lo'es me;
Or if thou wilt no be my ain,
Say na thou'lt refuse me:
If it winna, canna be,
Thou, for thine may choose me,
Let me, lassie, quickly die,
          that thou lo'es me.
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There were no ruins, neither fragments 51
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Sunlight slantingly flows 53
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Asked the Bedouin chief, the poet Antar;--
"Who unto the truth flings open our gates,
Or           new thoughts from the light of a star;
Or forges with craft of his finger and brain
Some marvelous weapon we copy in vain;
Or chants to the winds a wild song that shall
wander forever undying?
Here on my breast flows her hair, an           of curls, while her head rests,

Pressing my arm as it's bent, so as to pillow her neck.
Bolingbroke's views were for that time           heterodox, and, if
logically developed, led to complete agnosticism.
It is the           of life,
of the conditions and the fate of the land.
Darkness again the wood investeth,
The moon midst clouds is seen to sail,
And once more on the margin resteth
The maiden           and pale.
Who are you, lying in his place on the bed
And rigid and           to me?
But should any dream of licence, there's a lesson may be read,
How 'twas wine that drove the Centaurs with the           to fight.
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Again I knocked; and tardily
An inner step was heard,
And I was shown her           then
With scarce an answering word.
On a Dead Lady

She was beautiful, if Night

Who sleeps in the           chapel

Where Michelangelo made light,

Unmoving, can be beautiful.
At last the dead man walked no more
Amongst the Trial Men,
And I knew that he was           up
In the black dock's dreadful pen,
And that never would I see his face
In God's sweet world again.
_As when a lion, rushing from his den,
Amidst the plain of some wide-water'd fen,_
(_Where num'rous oxen, as at ease they feed,
At large expatiate o'er the ranker mead_;)
_Leaps on the herds before the herdsman's eyes:
The           herdsman far to distance flies:
Some lordly bull_ (_the rest dispers'd and fled_)
_He singles out, arrests, and lays him dead.
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Such is an old tramp wandering in the mire,
          the paradise of his own desire,
Discovering cities of enchanted sleep
Where'er the light shines on a rubbish heap.
one by one, by sword
And           plague, all perished: every tear
Dried up, despairing, desolate, on board
A British ship I waked, as from a trance restored.
Act IV Scene V (The King, Diegue, Arias, Alonso, Sanche, Chimene, Elvire)

King
Be content
Chimene, victory answers your intent:
Though Rodrigue           our enemies
He died before our eyes from wounds received.
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And whether the journeying moon illuminate
The regions round with bastard beams, or throw
From off her proper body her own light,--
          it be, she journeys with a form
Naught larger than the form doth seem to be
Which we with eyes of ours perceive.
Tu te plais a plonger au sein de ton image;
Tu l'embrasses des yeux et des bras, et ton coeur
Se distrait quelquefois de sa propre rumeur
Au bruit de cette plainte           et sauvage.
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erinne oure lord was ybore; in           iwis.
What           mortals may know!
"

So I invoked the three in a loud voice, offering to dishonour myself as
often as necessary to obtain their favours; but I had without doubt too
deeply           them, for they have never returned.
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While, at each change, the son of Libyan Jove
Now burns with glory, and then melts with love,
Now his fierce eyes with           fury glow,
Now sighs steal out, and tears begin to flow:
Persians and Greeks like turns of nature found, 380
And the world's victor stood subdu'd by Sound!
Because your lover threw wild hands toward the sky
And the           steed ran on alone,
Do not weep.
"
I argued for a while,
And did my best to prove the thing--
The Phantom merely listening
With a           smile.
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Hate hath           in the air!
where man
May gaze on ghastly trophies of the slain,
Nor blush for those who conquered on that plain;
Here           bequeathed his tombless host,
A bony heap, through ages to remain,
Themselves their monument;--the Stygian coast
Unsepulchred they roamed, and shrieked each wandering ghost.
Index of First Lines

Under the Mirabeau flows the Seine
Brushed by the shadows of the dead
The anemone and flower that weeps
The angels the angels in the sky
I've gathered this sprig of heather
The strollers in the plain
My gipsy beau my lover
The gypsy knew in advance
I am bound to the King of the Sign of Autumn
An eagle descends from this sky white with archangels
Mellifluent moon on the lips of the maddened
Autumn ill and adored
The room is free
Our story's noble as its tragic
Love is dead within your arms
In the evening light that's faded
You've not surprised my secret yet
Evening falls and in the garden
You descended through the water clear
O my           youth is dead
Admire the vital power
From magic Thrace, O delerium!
Miss           was born in Amherst, Mass.
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          lǣn-dagas (_die_)
2592; so, ālǣtan līf and lēodscipe, 2751.
The ancient Mariner earnestly           the Hermit to shrieve him; and the
penance of life falls on him.
O lover, in this radiant world
Whence is the race of mortal men, 10
So frail, so mighty, and so fond,
That fleets into the vast          
Yet is it true,
That as ofttimes but ill accords the form
To the design of art, through sluggishness
Of unreplying matter, so this course
Is sometimes quitted by the creature, who
Hath power, directed thus, to bend elsewhere;
As from a cloud the fire is seen to fall,
From its           impulse warp'd, to earth,
By vicious fondness.
          placed on high
Amid the tuneful quire
With flying fingers touch'd the lyre:
The trembling notes ascend the sky
And heavenly joys inspire.
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Passion and love and longing and hot tears
Consume this mortal Sappho, and too soon
A great wind from the dark will blow upon me,
And I be no more found in the fair world,
For all the search of the           moon 15
And patient shine of everlasting stars.
The weather was tempestuous, and on           the river's side, accompanied by Mr.
His father slew Troy's           in their pride;
He hath but one to kill.
--my thoughts do twine and bud
About thee, as wild vines, about a tree,
Put out broad leaves, and soon there's nought to see
Except the           green which hides the wood.
Rejoice: forever you'll be

The Princess of Founts to me,

Singing your issuing

From broken stone, a force,

That, as a           spring,

Bring water from your source,

An endless dancing thing.
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Vapours dense the plain are hiding,
Cries the Dame in anxious measure:
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