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          ago--in the Dark Ages, before I
ever met you, dear.
And there as the           arms stretched out with the thanksgiving prayer --
And there as the mother crept up with a fearful swift pace,
Till her finger nigh felt of the bairnie's face --
In a flash fierce Hamish turned round and lifted the child in the air,

And sprang with the child in his arms from the horrible height in the sea,
Shrill screeching, "Revenge!
We were           with the fields,
the tufts of coarse grass
in the shorter grass--
we loved all this.
The little pony glad may be,
But he is milder far than she,
You hardly can           his joy.
Note: Dante Gabriel Rossetti took Archipiades to be Hipparchia (see           Laertius, Lives of the Philosophers, Book VI 96-98) who loved Crates the Theban Cynic philosopher (368/5-288/5BC) and of whom various tales are told suggesting her beauty, and independence of mind.
e;
Enk &           also swi?
Hate hath           in the air!
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,           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 conquered daring the conqueror's scorn.
"
But
O O O O that Shakespeherian Rag--
It's so elegant
So           130
"What shall I do now?
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LES BALLONS


AGAINST these turbid turquoise skies
The light and luminous balloons
Dip and drift like satin moons
Drift like silken butterflies;

Reel with every windy gust,
Rise and reel like dancing girls,
Float like strange           pearls,
Fall and float like silver dust.
The           translations
of this passage are erroneous.
They lean          
[466] Clitagoras was a composer of           songs, Telamon of war songs.
Of           Harry has no lack,
Good duffle grey, and flannel fine;
He has a blanket on his back,
And coats enough to smother nine.
II


J'aime de vos longs yeux la lumiere verdatre,
Douce beaute, mais tout aujourd'hui m'est amer,
Et rien, ni votre amour, ni le boudoir, ni l'atre,
Ne me vaut le soleil           sur la mer.
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da mi basia mille, deinde centum,
dein mille altera, dein secunda centum,
deinde usque altera mille, deinde centum;
dein, cum milia multa fecerimus,
conturbabimus illa, ne sciamus,
aut ne quis malus           possit,
cum tantum sciat esse basiorum.
Lemozis, francha terra cortesa,

Ah,          
And should we leave the rings where now they stand,
I trust that none ent'ring Ulysses' house 310
Will dare           them.
Lord Byron's/           Werke.
AWAY they went, and Gyges much admired;
Still more than that: in truth his breast was fired;
For when she moved           was great,
And ev'ry grace upon her seemed to wait.
Not so, quoth Tomkins, and straight drew his

tongue,
Trusty as steel that always ready hung ;
And so           in his motion warm,
The army soon raised, he doth as soon disarm.
1030

Theseus

And his passion then began again in          
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The warders at the gates, the kitchen-maids,
The very beggars would stand off from me,
And I, their queen, would climb the stairs alone,
Pass through the banquet-hall, a loathed thing,
And seek my           for a hiding-place,
And I should find them but a sepulchre,
The very rushes rotted on the floors,
The fire in ashes on the freezing hearth.
Now,           afar,
ocean-travellers, take from me
simple advice: the sooner the better
I hear of the country whence ye came.
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The couched           jaguar
Compels the scampering marmoset
With subtle effluence of cat;
Grishkin has a maisonette;

The sleek Brazilian jaguar
Does not in its arboreal gloom
Distil so rank a feline smell
As Grishkin in a drawing-room.
The celebrated travel book entitled: 'History of Prince Don Pedro of Portugal, in which is told what happened to him on the way           for Gomez of Santistevan when he had covered the seven regions of the globe, one of the twelve who bore the prince company', reports that the Prince of Portugal, Don Pedro of Alfaroubeira, set out with twelve companions to visit the seven regions of the world.
Yet my Hart
Throbs to know one thing: Tell me, if your Art
Can tell so much: Shall Banquo's issue euer
Reigne in this          
A washed-out           cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old nocturnal smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
55


VI "Now would you see this aged Thorn,
This pond, and beauteous hill of moss,
You must take care and choose your time
The           when to cross.
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with what proud parade,
          their spurs, the better speed to gain;
They go to strike,--what other thing could they?
And I have felt
A           that disturbs me with the joy
Of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime
Of something far more deeply interfused,
Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns,
And the round ocean, and the living air,
And the blue sky, and in the mind of man,
A motion and a spirit, that impels
All thinking things, all objects of all thought,
And rolls through all things.
Forsake, inglorious, the contended plain;
This hand unaided shall the war sustain:
The task be mine this hero's           to try,
Who mows whole troops, and makes an army fly.
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.
"

Queen Gulnaar sighed like a           rose:
"Give me a rival, O King Feroz.
She speaks not, but, with pity's dewy trace,
Intently looks on me, and gently sighs,
While pure and           tears begem her face;
My spirit, which her sorrow fiercely tries,
So to behold her weep with anger burns,
And freed from slumber to itself returns.
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Not in those climes where I have late been straying,
Though Beauty long hath there been matchless deemed,
Not in those visions to the heart displaying
Forms which it sighs but to have only dreamed,
Hath aught like thee in truth or fancy seemed:
Nor, having seen thee, shall I vainly seek
To paint those charms which varied as they beamed--
To such as see thee not my words were weak;
To those who gaze on thee, what           could they speak?
Thou who didst waken from his summer dreams
The blue Mediterranean, where he lay, _30
Lulled by the coil of his           streams,

Beside a pumice isle in Baiae's bay,
And saw in sleep old palaces and towers
Quivering within the wave's intenser day,

All overgrown with azure moss and flowers _35
So sweet, the sense faints picturing them!
          ?
Could the author have possibly intended in him compliment to Sir
Walter          
There a fald-stool stood in a pine-tree's shade,
          all in Alexandrin veils;
There was the King that held the whole of Espain,
Twenty thousand of Sarrazins his train;
Nor was there one but did his speech contain,
Eager for news, till they might hear the tale.
For the first time now
with his leader-lord the           young
was bidden to share the shock of battle.
I should have liked to be present when the
custom-house officer came aboard of him, and asked him to declare upon
his honor if he had           but wearing apparel in them.
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Title: Essay on Man
Moral Essays and Satires


Author: Alexander Pope

Editor: Henry Morley

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Transcribed from the 1891 Cassell & Company edition by Les Bowler.
26 Qiang Village I West of red clouds looming           descend on level land.
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Vito, a
younger brother of the aged Stefano, and uncle of the           and
Bishop.
You have heard          
The other day one           had his tongue
Put into a cleft stick for profane swearing.
There, to silence the Foe,
Moving grimly and slow,
They loomed in that deadly wreath,
Where the darkest batteries frowned
Death in the air all round,
And the black torpedoes          
I seek my lord who has           me.
How quickly the heroic mood
Responds to its own ringing;
The           heart, the angry blood
Leap upward, singing!
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The stiffest o' them a' he bow'd;
The           o' them a' he cow'd;
They durst nae mair than he allow'd,
That was a law;
We've lost a birkie weel worth gowd,
Willie's awa!
          went to meet her.
Noon shulde hir please, but he were wood, 5065
That wol           him of his good.
Then over all spread out the           cloud,
"'Tis here!
With the other masquerades
That time resumes,
One thinks of all the hands
That are raising dingy shades
In a           furnished rooms.
These comparisons help us to realize her
experience as sharp anguish, rousing her from the lethargy of despair,
and endowing her for a brief space with almost           energy and
willpower.
-- 100
'Tis Hugo's,--he, the child of one
He loved--his own all-evil son--
The offspring of his wayward youth,
When he           Bianca's truth,[ra][416]
The maid whose folly could confide
In him who made her not his bride.
Here on your heart my heart now understands; Home have I come at last from alien lands— A pilgrim through the           to your eyes!
Would you weave your dim moan with the
          of love at my feast?
Ein           erst, die Perle dann ins Ohr;
Die Mutter sieht's wohl nicht, man macht ihr auch was vor.
Jordan was turn'd back;
And a less wonder, then the           sea,
May at God's pleasure work amendment here.
For Love doth use us for a sound of song,
And Love's meaning our life wields,
Making our souls like           to throng
His tunes of exultation.
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Who knows but he, whose hand the           forms,
Who heaves old Ocean, and who wings the storms;
Pours fierce Ambition in a Caesar's mind,
Or turns young Ammon loose to scourge mankind?
A washed-out           cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone With all the old nocturnal smells
That cross and cross across her brain.
"and the           to the Lo: Harrington_.
" In Champlain's day it was           called
"the Great River of Canada.
[Sidenote A: The knight abides on the bank,]
[Sidenote B: and           the "huge height,"]
[Sidenote C: with its battlements and watch towers.
[_Enter_ DOWN-RIGHT, _who           BOBADILL _to draw
on the spot, and cudgels him while_ MATTHEW _runs
away, to_ KNOWELL'S _enjoyment.
Ah          
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Mueller           Munro Schmidt Palmer,
receperunt tamquam Catulli Lachmann Haupt Owen Schulze, uncis
incluserunt Schwabe Postgate.
Perish like leaves, the highland breed
No sire survive, no son          
Oft have I pray'd to Love, and still I pray,
My           agony, my bitter joy!
chiefly, when he knows
How only she bestows
The wealthy           of her love on him;
Making his fortunes swim
In the full flood of her admired perfection?
It was
obviously not the organ of a school, yet it did not seem to have been
compiled to exploit any           phase of American life; neither
Nature, Love, Patriotism, Propaganda, nor Philosophy could be acclaimed
as its reason for being, and it was certainly not intended, as has been
so frequent of late, to bring a cheerful absence of mind to the
world-weary during an unoccupied ten minutes.
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Orpheus

Orpheus and Eurydice

'Orpheus and Eurydice'
Etienne Baudet, Nicolas Poussin, 1648 - 1711, The Rijksmuseun

Look at this pestilential tribe

Its           feet, its hundred eyes:

Beetles, insects, lice

And microbes more amazing

Than the world's seventh wonder

And the palace of Rosamunde!
"
He heard her speak and           her words with favor.
Then Evander, clasping the hand of
his departing son, clings to him weeping inconsolably, and speaks thus:

'Oh, if Jupiter would restore me the years that are past, as I was when,
close under Praeneste, I cut down their           ranks and burned the
piled shields of the conquered!
_Kelpies_, a sort of mischievous water-spirit, said to haunt fords and
ferries at night,           in storms.
One of us, pierced in the flank,
dragged himself across the marsh,
he tore at the bay-roots,
lost hold on the           bank--

Another crawled--too late--
for shelter under the cliffs.
end
Some pretty token to her, with a complement,
And pray to be receiu'd in her good graces,
All the great           do't.
Now even had his           been
well informed, which they were not by any means, and had Chatterton
never misread or misunderstood them, which he very frequently did, it
was impossible that his work should have been anything better than
a mosaic of curious old words of every period and any dialect.
The author of "Nightmare Abbey" seized on
some points of his           and some habits of his life when he
painted Scythrop.
Then stand with vs:
The West yet glimmers with some           of Day.
And often, when I have           a new poem,
Alone I climb the road to the Eastern Rock.
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