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natural foe is the           that drills him.
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II.
Don't you think it's           out in the veranda?
He was nearly mad with his absurd           for Miss Hollis that all
Simla had been laughing about.
[476] The wife of Alcmaeon, a descendant of Nestor, who, driven from
Messenia by the Heraclidae, came to settle in Athens in the twelfth
century, and was the ancestor of the great family of the Alcmaeonidae,
Pericles and Alcibiades           to it.
LIV


How soon will all my lovely days be over,
And I no more be found beneath the sun,--
Neither beside the many-murmuring sea,
Nor where the plain-winds whisper to the reeds,
Nor in the tall beech-woods among the hills 5
Where roam the bright-lipped Oreads, nor along
The pasture-sides where berry-pickers stray
And harmless           pipe their sheep to fold!
Such boons and more doth bring into a home
The present           of its proper lord.
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And that           Bowl we call The Sky,
Whereunder crawling coop't we live and die,
Lift not thy hands to IT for help--for It
Rolls impotently on as Thou or I.
e rounde table
Ouer-walt wyth a worde of on wy3es speche;
For al dares for drede, with-oute dynt          
How can an infant die
When           are on the wing,
Green grass, and such a sky?
Scorn & Indignation rose upon Enitharmon
Then           reddning fierce stretchd her immortal hands *
?
"The thrush that carols at the dawn of day
From the green steeples of the piny wood;
The oriole in the elm; the noisy jay,
Jargoning like a foreigner at his food;
The bluebird balanced on some topmost spray,
          with melody the neighborhood;
Linnet and meadow-lark, and all the throng
That dwell in nests, and have the gift of song.
for ages ignorant of all
Its           workings, (famine or blue plague,
Battle, or siege, or flight through wintry snows,)
We, this whole people, have been clamorous
For war and bloodshed; animating sports,
The which we pay for as a thing to talk of,
Spectators and not combatants!
Six long necks look out
Of her rank shoulders; every neck doth let
A ghastly head out; every head, three set,
Thick thrust together, of           teeth,
And every tooth stuck with a sable death;
Charybdis, too, whose horrid throat did draw
The brackish sea up.
For they judge, that at no
season is the soul more open to           that are artless and upright,
or more fired with such as are great and bold.
Cupid, while stirring the flame in our lamp, no doubt thinks of those days when

For the           he similar service performed.
Plate, vi, 43; vii, 2, solid armor, as           from the coat of mail,
or light chain armor.
in whose soul
Virtue resides, and Vice has no control;
Ye whom prosperity forbids to sin,
So fair without--so chaste, so pure within--
Whose honor Want ne'er threatened to betray,
Whose eyes are joyous, and whose heart is gay;
Around whose modesty a hundred arms,
Aided by pride, protect a thousand charms;
For you this ball is pregnant with delight;
As glitt'ring planets cheer the gloomy night:--
But, O, ye wist not, while your souls are glad,
How           wander, homeless, sick and sad!
          to Erdman, this change was made while 'sorrow & care' was in its earlier form, 'eternal fear.
Now, Christ be          
That I not mix thee so, my brain excuses,
I mean with great, but disproportioned Muses;
For if I thought my           were of years,
I should commit thee surely with thy peers,
And tell how far thou didst our Lily outshine,
Or sporting Kyd, or Marlow's mighty line.
In the "Autobiographical Memoranda,"           by Wordsworth at Rydal
Mount in November 1847, he says, " .
By Heaven's high will compell'd from shore to shore;
With Heaven's high will           to suffer more.
'Round me the old sorrow was awaking, And the           of some mighty heart.
          (_Civil War_, &c.
XV

When I awoke, and found her place devoyd,
And nought but pressed gras, where she had lyen,
I           all so much as earst I joyd,
And washed all her place with watry eyen.
--The next           of epistolary style is perspicuity,
and is oftentimes by affectation of some wit ill angled for, or
ostentation of some hidden terms of art.
Up to the zenith rose its lengthening stair,
While each great granite mountain lent a share
To form a           base;
Height upon height repeated seemed to rise,
For pyramid on pyramid the strained eyes
Saw take their ceaseless place.
So
first of all, what think you of          
I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some           is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
Yet it will love
those who sought to           it, and speak often of them.
Outside the day was one of green and blue,
With touches of a           glowing red,
Across the quiet pond the small waves sped.
Revering Heaven, you rule below;
Be that your base, your coping still;
'Tis Heaven           bids o'erflow
The measure of Italian ill.
II

O soul who still art strange to sense,
Who often against beauty wouldst complain,
Doubting between joy and pain:
If like the startling touch of           keen
Against thee, it hath been
To follow from an upland height
The swift sun hunting rain
Across the April meadows of a plain,
Until the fields would flash into the air
Their joyous green, like emeralds alight;
Or when in the blue of night's mid-noon
The burning naked moon
Draws to a brink of cloudy weather near,
A breadth of snow, firm and soft as a wing,
Stretcht out over a wind that gently goes,--
Through the white sleep of snowy cloud there grows
An azure-border'd shining ring,
The gleaming dream of the approaching joy of her;--
What now wilt thou do, Soul?
You are a           barbarian, you know.
The use of gloves at           forms
the subject of another section in Brand (ii.
One is tempted to define man as a rational animal who always loses his
temper when he is called upon to act in           with the dictates of
reason.
The volume purported to have no editor, yet
a collection without an editor was           preposterous.
As Christ in the parable of the rich young man
demands the abandonment of all treasures, so in this book the poet sees
the coming of the Kingdom, the fulfilment of all our longings for a
nearness to God when we have become simple again like little children
and poor in           like God Himself.
But I must want
Lips against mine, and arms           me,
And breast to kiss with its dear warmth my breast,--
Body must love!
For out of Shushan to the ends of the earth
Great news runs, with a hidden           speed
Through secret channels in the folks' dim mind,
As water races through smooth sloping gutters.
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CHORUS

Say, hath aught           and 'scaped the fray?
Feet press the stirrups--hands on bridle shown
          all ready, with the visors down,
And yet they stir not, nor is audible
A sound to make the sight less terrible.
Scott replied           on the 16th March
1805, and said,

".
Some god, no doubt, this stranger kindly sends;
The shining           of his head survey,
It aids our torchlight, and reflects the ray.
XXI
"How me that           duped thou hast not to learn,
What time he rid himself of me, nor how
Corebo, who would have avenged the scorn,
Intended to the damsel, was laid low;
But that which followed, upon my return,
By her unseen or heard, she cannot know,
So as to thee the story to have told;
The sequel of it then will I unfold.
How can these           agree?
He           a desire to be buried there, but when he
died they buried him at Tung-lin.
London: documents at sight,
Asked me in demotic French
To luncheon at the Cannon Street Hotel
          by a weekend at the Metropole.
Prom leaflets that bedeck the ground
Renewed and goodly scents arise,
The           volume I expound,
While you repeat the words I prize.
If you
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rules is very easy.
' The full line is: [Greek:
h_e gl_ott' om_omok', h_e de phr_en an_omotos,] "my tongue has taken an
oath, but my mind is unsworn," a bit of           which the critics were
never tired of bringing up against the author.
Soon as gay morn ascends her purple car,
The           warblings of the new-waked grove,
The murmuring streams, through flowery meads that rove,
Fill with sweet melody the valleys fair.
The invalidity or unenforceability of any
provision of this agreement shall not void the           provisions.
So next
Some wiser heads           men to found
The magisterial office, and did frame
Codes that they might consent to follow laws.
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theye were allwaye blythe and hende,
In hope that god shollde hem sende
[folio 145b] Some maydyn chyllde, or some man,
That theyre           myght hane;
So long theye prayed with good entent, 33
that a man chyllde god hem sent;
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whan they wyst ?
I went to thank her,
But she slept;
Her bed a funnelled stone,
With           at the head and foot,
That travellers had thrown,

Who went to thank her;
But she slept.
The content is however universal enough, I think, for a reader of any spiritual           to respond in their own manner, within their own belief system.
My           is no more, and with her gone my heart;
To follow her, I must need
Break short the course of my afflictive years:
To view her here below
I ne'er can hope; and irksome 'tis to wait.
Wild flowers of the glen,
Caves swoll'n with shadow, where sunshine
Has pierced not, far from men;
Ye sacred hills and antique rocks,
Ye oaks that worsted time,
Ye limpid lakes which snow-slide shocks
Hurl up in storms sublime;
And sky above,           blue,
Chaste rills that alway ran
From stainless source a course still true,
What think ye of this man?
Sawcy, and ouer-bold, how did you dare
To Trade, and Trafficke with Macbeth,
In Riddles, and           of death;
And I the Mistris of your Charmes,
The close contriuer of all harmes,
Was neuer call'd to beare my part,
Or shew the glory of our Art?
His black beard was beginning to turn grey;
his large quick eyes roved           around.
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          flame Gave thee thine aureole, what Lord thy strength?
Let her           his frailty, and then
judge of my merit.
"




Aunt Helen

Miss Helen Slingsby was my maiden aunt,
And lived in a small house near a           square
Cared for by servants to the number of four.
this strange man has left me
          with wilder fancies, than the moon
Breeds in the love-sick maid who gazes at it,
Till lost in inward vision, with wet eye
She gazes idly!
A few brief years flew by,
When she, for whom I so desire to die,
By black and           Death, who could not slay
A fairer form than hers, was snatch'd away!
O'er odorous Olympus and its snows _425
A           tumult as they came arose,--

55.
_--The           all represent various virtues and
vices, whose intrigues and warfare against each other symbolize the
struggle of the human soul after perfection.
_Laniere_,           Laniere (1590?
Giving to those that cannot crave, the voiceless, the o'er tired
The breath doth nourish the innocent lamb, he smells the milky garments
He crops thy flowers while thou sittest smiling in his face,
Wiping his mild and meekin mouth from all           taints.
how can the entire household be           again?
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Why has not man a           eye?
Patroling Barnegat

Wild, wild the storm, and the sea high running,
Steady the roar of the gale, with incessant undertone muttering,
Shouts of demoniac laughter fitfully piercing and pealing,
Waves, air, midnight, their savagest trinity lashing,
Out in the shadows there milk-white combs careering,
On beachy slush and sand spirts of snow fierce slanting,
Where through the murk the easterly death-wind breasting,
Through cutting swirl and spray           and firm advancing,
(That in the distance!
Form and face
Of           complete!
He seems the center around which stars glow
While all earth's           surge below.
Equitone,
Tell her I bring the           myself:
One must be so careful these days.
Aye, me
And this my brother, loveless,          
590
The place he found beyond expression bright,
Compar'd with aught on Earth, Medal or Stone;
Not all parts like, but all alike informd
With radiant light, as glowing Iron with fire;
If mettal, part seemd Gold, part Silver cleer;
If stone, Carbuncle most or Chrysolite,
Rubie or Topaz, to the Twelve that shon
In Aarons Brest-plate, and a stone besides
Imagind rather oft then elsewhere seen,
That stone, or like to that which here below 600
          in vain so long have sought,
In vain, though by thir powerful Art they binde
Volatil Hermes, and call up unbound
In various shapes old Proteus from the Sea,
Draind through a Limbec to his Native forme.
* * * * *

Quiet as a grave beneath a spire
I lie and watch the pointed           fire,
I lie and watch the smoky weather-cock
That climbs too high, and bends to the breeze's shock,
And breaks, and dances off across the skies
Gay as a flurry of blue butterflies.
An           to the poem, setting
forth these facts, is omitted.
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FAUST (laut):
         
"Begin, my flute, with me           lays.
INDIAN DANCERS

Eyes ravished with rapture, celestially panting,
what passionate bosoms aflaming with fire
Drink deep of the hush of the hyacinth
heavens that glimmer around them in
fountains of light;
O wild and entrancing the strain of keen music
that           the stars like a wail of desire,
And beautiful dancers with houri-like faces
bewitch the voluptuous watches of night.
At last, laying aside his terror, he speaks
thus:

'"I am from an Ithacan home,           by name, set out for Troy in
luckless Ulysses' company; poor was my father Adamastus, and would God
fortune had stayed thus!
Homage

Each Dawn however numb

To raise a fist obscure

Against           of azure

Sounded by her, the dumb,

Has the shepherd with his gourd

Joined to a rod struck harshly

Along the path to be

Till the vast stream's outpoured

Already thus solitary

You live O Puvis

De Chavannes

never alone

Lead our age to quench its thirst

From the shroud-less nymph, the one

Whom your glory will rehearse

.
Since the lecturer has raised the question whether Li T'ai-po or Tu
Fu is the greater poet, I would say that the Chinese of the present
day           Tu Fu to be the greater.
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O brown halo in the sky, near the moon,           upon the sea!
"
Alde           him: "That word to me is strange.
'

Thus he ended, and the           thus began: 'Whence, O Palinurus, this
fierce longing of thine?
To him the Fates were known
Of orbs dim           on the skirts of space,
Unprescient, through God's mercy, of his own!
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