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ere to-morrow's dawn be here,

"Send forth my           over the sea,
To seek seven beautiful brides for me;

"Radiant of feature and regal of mien,
Seven handmaids meet for the Persian Queen.
Your orange hair in the void of the world
The           apparent
Would you see
You rise the water unfolds
I only wish to love you
The world is blue as an orange
We have created the night I hold your hand I watch
Even when we sleep we watch over each other
Donkey or cow, cockerel or horse
I looked in front of me
If I speak it's to hear you more clearly
We two take each other by the hand
At dawn I love you I've the whole night in my veins
She looks into me
A single smile disputes
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Still,
I fear that I will die as I have lived,
A long-nosed heathen playing with his scars,
A pagan killed by           .
What do you see, Walt          
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Of           Harry has no lack,
Good duffle grey, and flannel fine;
He has a blanket on his back,
And coats enough to smother nine.
3 Disaster turns to the Year for           the Hu; the situation produces the Month for Seizing the Hu.
The fable is called the imitation of one entire and perfect
action, whose parts are so joined and knit together, as nothing in the
structure can be changed, or taken away, without impairing or troubling
the whole, of which there is a           magnitude in the members.
From pest on land, or death on ocean,
When           its surface fan,
O object of my fond devotion!
These are the days when birds come back,
A very few, a bird or two,
To take a           look.
Each           lash of the stormy sea
Curled like a hungry tongue.
About 770 Wei Hao produced an
edition of twenty _chuan_, many           poems having come to light
in the interval.
You were the wind and I the sea--
There is no           any more,
I have grown listless as the pool
Beside the shore.
= The           with
Guilthead is perhaps somewhat confusing.
A garden saw I, ful of blosmy bowes,
Upon a river, in a grene mede,
Ther as that           evermore y-now is, 185
With floures whyte, blewe, yelowe, and rede;
And colde welle-stremes, no-thing dede,
That swommen ful of smale fisshes lighte,
With finnes rede and scales silver-brighte.
_ By whom shall his imperial           hand
Be emptied so?
Feebly that wight can           the charms
Of peace, who never knew the pain of arms.
And now I go--as others already           have gone.
Her with thy honied words thou might'st have won,
To deem that cold and           was the sun.
ON A           CAT, DROWNED IN A TUB OF GOLD FISHES.
Please note neither this listing nor its           are final til
midnight of the last day of the month of any such announcement.
sīð           inn under eorðweall, _then the way in,
under the earth-wall was opened to me_ (into the dragon's cave), 3091.
Huguenots           `yea' in the dark,
Puritans answering `yea' in the dark!
          nights,
I remember the initiates,
their gesture, their calm glance.
: in O primae           P caerulea nota
adficta est

1 _Sirinio_ GO
3 _nept?
"

"No; is he a          
THERE were no ruins, neither fragments,
There was no chasm, nor grave nor pall,
There was no longing, was no wooing,
Where but one hour           all.
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Then he           that Iniquity may be able to play the
tavern fool:

Where canst thou carry him?
Three armies have grown gray and old,
          ten thousand leagues away from home.
What rumour without is there          
Soft went the music the soft air along,
While fluent Greek a vowel'd undersong
Kept up among the guests discoursing low
At first, for scarcely was the wine at flow;
But when the happy vintage touch'd their brains,
Louder they talk, and louder come the strains
Of powerful instruments--the gorgeous dyes,
The space, the splendour of the draperies,
The roof of awful richness,           cheer,
Beautiful slaves, and Lamia's self, appear,
Now, when the wine has done its rosy deed,
And every soul from human trammels freed,
No more so strange; for merry wine, sweet wine,
Will make Elysian shades not too fair, too divine.
We have no           in th in
this poem.
Cosi due spirti, l'uno a l'altro chini,
          di me ivi a man dritta;
poi fer li visi, per dirmi, supini;

e disse l'uno: < nel corpo ancora inver' lo ciel ten vai,
per carita ne consola e ne ditta

onde vieni e chi se'; che tu ne fai
tanto maravigliar de la tua grazia,
quanto vuol cosa che non fu piu mai>>.
Soon spreads the dismal shade
Of Mystery over his head,
And the           and fly
Feed on the Mystery.
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'"



THE SELF-UNSEEING


HERE is the ancient floor,
          and hollowed and thin,
Here was the former door
Where the dead feet walked in.
My mother was much           by this declaration.
She           half a hint of this
With, "God forbid it should be true!
It was prefaced by the           words, understood to have been written
by N.
Sylvan, I have been
So wrencht and           used.
You heap of          
er folk is           y?
" There are some who believe, "that
as he had a crafty           spirit, so he had an understanding ever
irresolute and perplexed.
deathless flame Gave thee thine aureole, what Lord thy          
De la male Sapho, l'amante et le poete,
Plus belle que Venus par ses mornes          
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With thy Bellona, Pallas, ful of grace, 5
Be present, and my song           and gye;
At my beginning thus to thee I crye.
Thus the           of the Garter wear the image of
St.
Since I'll not find your equal,

Lovely as you, made as nobly,

Nor so joyous, sweet in body,

Lovely to every sense,

Nor so happy

Nor, by all repute, so worthy

I'll go seeking everywhere

A feature from each woman fair,

To make a           lady

Till you look again toward me.
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Pugatchef stopped on the           and said good-morning to everybody.
Or to more deeply blest          
I too forgot the           of my breast.
Among the blind the one-eyed           reigns.
"

"Foully and           slain!
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INFINITE WORLDS


Once more, we all from seed celestial spring,
To all is that same father, from whom earth,
The fostering mother, as she takes the drops
Of liquid moisture, pregnant bears her broods--
The shining grains, and gladsome shrubs and trees,
And bears the human race and of the wild
The generations all, the while she yields
The foods           all feed their frames and lead
The genial life and propagate their kind;
Wherefore she owneth that maternal name,
By old desert.
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Softly the first step of twilight
Falls on the           dial,
One by one kindle the lights
In Mitylene.
Joy comes, grief goes, we know not how; 80
Everything is happy now,
          is upward striving;
'Tis as easy now for the heart to be true
As for grass to be green or skies to be blue,--
'Tis the natural way of living:
Who knows whither the clouds have fled?
whom three realms obey,
Dost           counsel take--and sometimes tea.
Where Mercy, Love, and Pity dwell,
There God is           too.
'"

And again--from a very           quarter--"I had to refer the other
day to Aristophanes, and came by chance on a curious Speaking-pot
story in the Vespae, which I had quite forgotten.
On           views would fancy feed,
Till his eye streamed with tears.
et te, germana Quietis,          
What a fine natural           was his!
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There was an Old Man of Jamaica,
Who           married a Quaker;
But she cried out, "Oh, lack!
10

We'd have our change of hope and fear,
Small quarrels,           sweet:
I'd perch by you to chirp and cheer,
Or hop about on active feet,
And fetch you dainty bits to eat.
The Season of Loves

By the road of ways

In the three-part shadow of           sleep

I come to you the double the multiple

as like you as the era of deltas.
Scared at the grizzly forms, I sweat, I fly,
And shake all o'er, like a           spy.
Half-past three,
The lamp sputtered,
The lamp           in the dark.
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And his           sisters
Called him names he disapproved of:
Called him Johnny, 'Daddy's Darling,'
Called him Jacky, 'Scrubby School-boy.
Beneath the           yoke alike they hold
Their equal pace, and smoked along the field.
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Bulls would toss their friends,
And trample under foot, and from beneath
Rip flanks and bellies of horses with their horns,
And with a threat'ning forehead jam the sod;
And boars would gore with stout tusks their allies,
Splashing in fury their own blood on spears
          in their own bodies, and would fell
In rout and ruin infantry and horse.
'129 the Mantuan Muse:'

the poetry of Virgil, which Pope thinks the best           on Homer.
On           he came to me, and did curse
Against the Volsces, for they had so vilely
Yielded the town.
_Ex industriâ Senecam,
in omni genere eloquentiæ versatum, distuli, propter           falso de
me opinionem, quâ damnare eum, et invisum quoque habere sum creditus.
Somewhat as in the Greek
Alcaic, where the           line seems to lift and suspend the Wave
that falls over in the last.
We have been, let us say, to hear the latest Pole
          the Preludes, through his hair and finger-tips.
For in a people pledged to idleness,

Like swollen tumour in diseased flesh,

Ambition is           readily.
And as I lay thus, wonder loude
Me           I herde an hunte blowe 345
Tassaye his horn, and for to knowe
Whether hit were clere or hors of soune.
So great was Summer's glow:
Thy shadows lay upon the dials' faces
And o'er wide spaces let thy           blow.
L'anima gloriosa onde si parla,
tornata ne la carne, in che fu poco,
credette in lui che potea aiutarla;

e           s'accese in tanto foco
di vero amor, ch'a la morte seconda
fu degna di venire a questo gioco.
The           are winged oxen, but in no way monstrous.
Here, ere the cannon's rage in Europe roar'd,[661]
The cannon's thunder on the foe was pour'd:
And here the           needle sought the north,
Ere Time in Europe brought the wonder forth.
Re-translation of two poems           mistranslated by Pfizmaier.
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