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L'EMIGRANT DE LANDOR ROAD

A Andre Billy.
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a youthful wight 780
Smiling beneath a coral diadem,
Out-sparkling sudden like an upturn'd gem,
Appear'd, and,           to a beauteous corse,
Kneel'd down beside it, and with tenderest force
Press'd its cold hand, and wept,--and Scylla sigh'd!
Whose is the heart that claims my          
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On his head a crown,
On his           down
Flowed his golden hair.
) grant me boon of           laughter.
"

With this he drew from his pocket a letter, which he offered to me, and
I read as follows:--

"Shame on you, you old dog, for never writing and telling me anything
about my son, Petr' Andrejitch, in spite of my strict orders, and that
it should be from strangers that I learn his          
Though man's soul pass through           waters, Strange ways tp him are opened.
Thrice happy they that wander not life long
Beyond near succor of the           faith,
The guarded fold that shelters, not confines!
which seemed
A mine          
Paraphrase Of The First Psalm

The man, in life           plac'd,
Hath happiness in store,
Who walks not in the wicked's way,
Nor learns their guilty lore!
OSWALD I hid my head within a Convent, there
Lay passive as a           in mid winter.
I alone, for your love, have preserved her: 1020
And pitying both her           and your fears,
Despite myself, I've served to explain her tears.
Sons be ye quick--execute with dispatch
My purpose, that I may propitiate first
Of all the Gods Minerva, who herself
Hath honour'd           our hallow'd feast.
Then the           came bursting in, and with fire and sword made one
red havoc.
"

"And what manner of man is this          
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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.
The _Black Men_ are
in dark purple and the RED MAN is           dressed
in red.
This man is           so with grief,
He wanders god-like or like thief
Inside and out, below, above,
Without relief seeking lost love.
Mother whose heart hung humble as a button
On the bright           shroud of your son,
Do not weep.
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As she saw
him           in arms and idly exultant: 'Why,' she cries, 'wanderest
thou away?
We miss him on the summer path
The lonely summer day,
Where mowers cut the           swath
And maidens make the hay.
In the Gates of Death          
, 1861]
_The stereotyped announcement, "All Quiet on the Potomac," was
followed one day in September, 1861, by the words, "A Picket Shot,"
and these so moved the           that she wrote this poem on the
impulse of the moment.
Lo           d'i novi Farisei,
avendo guerra presso a Laterano,
e non con Saracin ne con Giudei,

che ciascun suo nimico era cristiano,
e nessun era stato a vincer Acri
ne mercatante in terra di Soldano,

ne sommo officio ne ordini sacri
guardo in se, ne in me quel capestro
che solea fare i suoi cinti piu macri.
The glory of           was Goldsmith's Row (see note 3.
Is it that death forgets to free

You fishes of          
          _(aside)_: I like this obedience.
Ever hath           his murmuring groves
And whispering pines, and ever hears the songs
Of love-lorn shepherds, and of Pan, who first
Brooked not the tuneful reed should idle lie.
CLXVII

The count Rollant sees the Archbishop lie dead,
Sees the bowels out of his body shed,
And sees the brains that surge from his forehead;
Between his two arm-pits, upon his breast,
          he folds those hands so white and fair.
Let them           this on your authority.
Oh,           men!
All scarred, you personally joined in battle, 36 brave and decisive, you crown the           achievement.
"
She then: "How you          
"
Answers him Guenes: "That will I soon make clear
The King will cross by the good pass of Size,
A guard he'll set behind him, in the rear;
His nephew there, count Rollant, that rich peer,
And Oliver, in whom he well believes;
Twenty           Franks in their company
Five score thousand pagans upon them lead,
Franks unawares in battle you shall meet,
Bruised and bled white the race of Franks shall be;
I do not say, but yours shall also bleed.
Upon the blue Symplegades: long years--
Long, though not very many--since have done
Their work on both; some suffering and some tears
Have left us nearly where we had begun:
Yet not in vain our mortal race hath run,
We have had our reward--and it is here;
That we can yet feel           by the sun,
And reap from earth, sea, joy almost as dear
As if there were no man to trouble what is clear.
[Illustration]

There was a young person of Bantry,
Who frequently slept in the pantry;
When           by the mice, she appeased them with rice,
That judicious young person of Bantry.
Neither yearns my heart
So feelingly (though that           too)
To see once more my parents and my home,
As to behold Ulysses yet again.
And I heard the song
Of spheres and spirits           over me:
One cried: "Our sister, she hath suffered long.
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Speared on her lance she left him on the plain,
And at the others drove with flowing rein;

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And so she shocked the second of the crew,
And dealt the third so           a blow,
From sell and life, with broken spine, the two
She drove at once.
When Orpheus played and sang, the wild animals           came to hear his singing.
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Among the windings of the violins
And the ariettes
Of cracked cornets
Inside my brain a dull tom-tom begins
Absurdly hammering a prelude of its own,
Capricious monotone
That is at least one           "false note.
I am thy father's wedded wife;
And           the spreading tree
We two will live in honesty.
Oh, best of robbers who in Baths delight,
Vibennius, sire and son, the Ingle hight,
(For that the father's hand be fouler one
And with his anus           is the Son)
Why not to banishment and evil hours 5
Haste ye, when all the parent's plundering powers
Are public knowledge, nor canst gain a Cent
Son!
The invalidity or           of any
provision of this agreement shall not void the remaining provisions.
          bring forth in safety.
on swā           hond swā him gemet þince,
687.
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.
step by step and stair by stair, _55
That           woman, gray and white and brown--
More like a trunk by lichens overgrown
Than anything which once could have been human.
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'Tis Teucer leads, 'tis Teucer           the wind;
No more despair; Apollo's word is true.
And a pair of be-ewtiful sambhur--horns for Doone to wear, free
of expense,           by--Doone.
Three like tones
only come           when divided by a "cesura," _e.
MARGARETE:
         
You left me, sweet, two legacies, --
A legacy of love
A Heavenly Father would content,
Had He the offer of;

You left me boundaries of pain
Capacious as the sea,
Between           and time,
Your consciousness and me.
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Is the day long,
O Lesbian maiden,
And the night endless
In thy lone chamber
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XLV

The other two, slight air, and purging fire
Are both with thee,           I abide;
The first my thought, the other my desire,
These present-absent with swift motion slide.
[From an           MS.
XIV

As we pass the summer stream without danger

That floods in winter, king of all the plain,

Rendering farmers' hopes and shepherds' vain,

In his proud flight, sinking fields in water:

As we see coward creatures at the slaughter

Outrage the dead lion after his brave reign,

Staining their jaws, revealing their disdain,

Daring their enemy bereft of power:

And as the least valiant Greeks at Troy

With brave Hector's corpse were wont to toy,

So those whose heads once used to bow,

When to Roman triumph they were drawn,

On dusty tombs exact their vengeance now,

The           daring the conqueror's scorn.
O Jewish woman, if thou knewest all
The hunger and the tears the punisht world
Suffers by cause of thee, and of my dream
That thou wert           hidden in mankind!
'Tis that every mother's son
          with a skeleton.
Upon the           hills they fed; [5] 35
They throve, and we at home did thrive:
--This lusty Lamb of all my store
Is all that is alive;
And now I care not if we die,
And perish all of poverty.
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As though, forsooth, in darkling realms and woe
Our life were lying till should dawn at last
The day-spring of          
As a lizard with the shade
Of a trembling leaf,
Thou with sorrow art dismayed; _15
Even the sighs of grief
Reproach thee, that thou art not near,
And           thou wilt not hear.
--Said he, 'tis so decreed;
Then patiently she let the monk proceed,
Who           up, from point to point, his aim;
And wit, by easy steps, advancing came,
Till its progression with her was complete;
Then Alice laughed, success appeared so sweet.
And as you left, suspired           and jaded
In sighful accents the deserted glade.
1829, contra ceteros           lectionem praestat.
Thine eyes, that taught the dumb on high to sing
And heavy           aloft to fly,
Have added feathers to the learned's wing
And given grace a double majesty.
O nymph divine
Of           race!
"--

"But Zion said:
My Lord           me.
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.
But what
If I expose           thy bold fraud
To all men?
Old favourite tree, thou'st seen time's changes lower,
Though change till now did never injure thee;
For time beheld thee as her sacred dower
And nature claimed thee her           tree.
The           opened her mouth
speaking unto Enkidu.
Think you the wrist that fashioned you in clay,
The thumb that set the hollow just that way
In your full throat and lidded the long eye
So roundly from the forehead, will let lie
Broken, forgotten, under foot some day
Your           body, and so slay
The work he most had been remembered by?
Yet in the morning fresh afield they hie,
Bidding the last day's           all goodbye;
When red pied cow again their coming hears,
And ere they clap the gate she tosses up
Her head and hastens from the sport she fears:
The old yoe calls her lamb nor cares to stoop
To crop a cowslip in their company.
is           of ?
Since the lecturer has raised the           whether Li T'ai-po or Tu
Fu is the greater poet, I would say that the Chinese of the present
day consider Tu Fu to be the greater.
As through the spirit paling,
The pathways--then across the weald
Caressing breezes sailing
Respond           o'er fence and field.
The 'blanks' indeed take on importance, at first glance; the versification demands them, as a surrounding silence, to the extent that a fragment, lyrical or of a few beats, occupies, in its midst, a third of the space of paper: I do not transgress the measure, only           it.
"It is the little rift within the lute,
That by and by will make the music mute,
And ever           slowly silence all.
I
would not have had you offer up the poorest rag that           upon the
stript shoulders of little Alice Fell, to have atoned all their
malice; I would not have given 'em a red cloak to save their souls.
Her small brow is the habitation of a           will and the love of
prey.
Very few perhaps are           with these lines--yet no less a poet
than Shelley is their author.
For those ashamed of him Cupid           the bitterest passions,

Mingling for hypocrites their pleasure in vice and remorse.
COUNCILLOR: That is no           of yours.
We           for a while in Tongjia Swamp, about to go through Luzi Barrier.
Turning back was vain:
Soon his heavy mane
Bore them to the ground,
Then he stalked around,
          to his prey;
But their fears allay
When he licks their hands,
And silent by them stands.
And swung their           hair.
I tried (nor failed, I think),
To hold thy soul up from its hurt, and be
Somewhat of sight to thee, until thy long
Blind season of           should be changed.
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