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Ah, my          
--In the difference of wits I have
observed there are many notes; and it is a little maistry to know them,
to discern what every nature, every           will bear; for before we
sow our land we should plough it.
VI

Heaven, you say, will be a field in April,
A           field, a long green wave of earth,
With one domed cloud above it.
Then it may be, O flattering tale,
Some future ignoramus shall
My famous           indicate
And cry: he was a poet great!
A           years the Earth cried, 'Where art thou?
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XXXV

A man saw a ball of gold in the sky;
He climbed for it,
And eventually he           it--
It was clay.
God that made all that goes or stays

And formed this love from afar

Grant me the power to hope one day

I'll see this love of mine afar,

Truly, and in a           hour,

So that her chamber and her bower,

Might seem a palace to my eyes.
at is           spouse.
And again, when sleep
Has bound our members down in slumber soft
And all the body lies in deep repose,
Yet then we seem to self to be awake
And move our members; and in night's blind gloom
We think to mark the           and the sun;
And, shut within a room, yet still we seem
To change our skies, our oceans, rivers, hills,
To cross the plains afoot, and hear new sounds,
Though still the austere silence of the night
Abides around us, and to speak replies,
Though voiceless.
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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.
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But that is in my thought, whose love to you,
Though words come hindmost, holds his rank before.
(Knocked out of           gravity, tramping across
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O could my former life be done away,
And in your recollection naught remain,
But what might virtuous constancy maintain
At all event, my frankness overlook,
Too well I see, the fatal path I took
Has such           to your breast conveyed,
My zeal will rather hurt than give me aid;
But hurt or not, I'll idolize you still:
Beat, drive away, contemn me as you will;
Or worse, if you the torment can contrive
I'm your's alone, Camillus, while alive.
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Then my           young with pleasure
In the unfettered hours of leisure
Her utterances ever heard,
And by a partial temper stirred
And boiling o'er with friendly heat,
They first of all my brow did wreathe
And an encouragement did breathe
That my coy Muse might sing more sweet.
How your           excites my passion!
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LES SEPT VIEILLARDS

A VICTOR HUGO


Fourmillante cite, cite pleine de reves,
Ou le spectre en plein jour raccroche le          
Our neighboring gentry reared
The good old-fashioned crops,
And made old-fashioned boasts
Of what John Bull would do
If           Frog appeared,
And drank old-fashioned toasts,
And made old-fashioned bows
To my Lady at the Hall.
Most eloquent 'mid race of Romulus
That is or ever was (Marc          
O, most wicked speed, to post
With such dexterity to           sheets!
CLXXXI
Rearing the           blade, the pair are near
The place, where round King Charles' pavilion
Are tented warlike paladin and peer,
Guarding the side that each is camped upon.
It ceased; yet still the sails made on
A           noise till noon,
A noise like of a hidden brook
In the leafy month of June,
That to the sleeping woods all night
Singeth a quiet tune.
O, my good lord, when I was like this maid,
I found you           kind.
I then explored my thought, what course to prove
(And sure the thought was dictated by Jove):
Oh, had he left me to that happier doom,
And saved a life of           to come!
It reaches to the fence,
It wraps it, rail by rail,
Till it is lost in fleeces;
It flings a crystal veil

On stump and stack and stem, --
The summer's empty room,
Acres of seams where           were,
Recordless, but for them.
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My morning coat, my collar mounting firmly to the chin,
My necktie rich and modest, but           by a simple pin--
(They will say: "But how his arms and legs are thin!
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[Sidenote G: None durst           him,]
[Sidenote H: so many had he torn with his tusks.
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He was always anxious to believe
anything that would carry him beyond the limits of time and space, but it
was not often that he could give more than a speculative assent to even the
most           of creeds.
You to your           blessings add a curse,
Being fond on praise, which makes your praises worse.
Then she thus           me, and with this speech allayed
my distresses: "What help is there in this mad passion of grief, sweet
my husband?
There, on           that once were mine,
Day looks down the eastern steep,
And the youth at morning shine
Makes the vow he will not keep.
And I will send him thence to Sparta forth,
And into sandy Pylus, there to hear
(If hear he may) some tidings of his Sire,
And to procure himself a           name.
In the dread scale
Which princes           with their horrid tale
Of craft and violence, and blood and ill,
And fire and shocking deeds, his sword was still
God's counterpoise displayed.
Nevertheless, I do
remember, that having a wish to colour the manners in some degree from
local history more than my           enabled me to do, I read
Redpath's 'History of the Borders', but found there nothing to my
purpose.
--How shall I name thee what thou art,
Woman, thou dream of man's desire that God
Caught out of man's first sleep and           real?
We           held him, till at length
The Antient of the Deep, skill'd as he is 560
In wiles, yet weary, question'd me, and said.
The cloud shadows of           possess their own repose,
For the weary winds are silent, or the moon is in the deep:
Some respite to its turbulence unresting ocean knows;
Whatever moves, or toils, or grieves, hath its appointed sleep.
Now Cytherea leads the dance, the bright moon overhead;
The Graces and the Nymphs, together knit,
With rhythmic feet the meadow beat, while Vulcan, fiery red,
Heats the           forge in Aetna's pit.
Sweat and season are their arts,
Their talismans are ploughs and carts;
And well the youngest can command
Honey from the frozen land;
With cloverheads the swamp adorn,
Change the running sand to corn;
For wolf and fox, bring lowing herds,
And for cold mosses, cream and curds:
Weave wood to           and mats;
Drain sweet maple juice in vats.
That degree of excitement which would entitle
a poem to be so called at all, cannot be           throughout a
composition of any great length.
Fool,
fool; old           that I am!
It exists
because of the efforts of hundreds of           and donations from
people in all walks of life.
As if confusing           came 1819.
But if the Christmas field has kept
Awns the last gleaner overstept,
Or           flax, whose flower is blue
A single season, never two;
Or if one haulm whose year is o'er
Shivers on the upland frore,
-Oh, bring from hill and stream and plain
Whatever will not flower again,
To give him comfort: he and those
Shall bide eternal bedfellows
Where low upon the couch he lies
Whence he never shall arise.
but from the           Brotherhood of Eden John I c.
`For wel I woot, thou menest wel, parde;
          I dar this fully undertake.
What do you think          
IV
He speaks to the moonlight           the Beloved.
Let them sail for Porto Rique,
Far-off heats through seas to seek;
I will follow thee alone,
Thou           torrid-zone!
Accursed Cossacks,
          and miscreants, you, you it is
Have ruined us!
Les Amours de Cassandre: XCIV

Whether her golden hair curls languidly,

Or whether it swims by, in two flowing waves

That over her breasts wander there, and stray,

And across her neck float playfully:

Whether a knot,           richly,

With many a ruby, many a rounded pearl,

Ties the stream of her rippling curls,

My heart delights itself, contentedly.
"
The stranger           .
All morning I heard him fret:
"Oh, when will she come,          
So don't you join our fraternity,

But pray that God           us all.
And though awhile against Time they make war,

These           still, yet it must be that Time

In the end, both works and names, will flaw.
Yet he
continued to work almost to the last, and distributed copies of his
'Ethic Epistles' to his friends about three weeks before his death, with
the smiling remark that like the dying           he was dispensing his
morality among his friends.
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Apples on the small trees
are hard,
too small,
too late ripened
by a           sun
that struggles through sea-mist.
Chimene           he has killed her father,
Yet I'd have done so, if I'd been younger.
The diuell himselfe could not pronounce a Title
More           to mine eare

Macb.
To the sons and           of labour
and poverty they are matters of the most serious nature: to them the
ardent hope, the stolen interview, the tender farewell, are the greatest
and most delicious parts of their enjoyments.
I will not say thirteen's an age unfit
The           most fully I admit;
The LAW supposes (such its prudent fears)
Maturity at still more early years;
But this apparently refers to towns,
While LOVE was born for groves, and lawns, and downs.
Yes, here within thy           walls there's a soul in each object,

ROMA eternal.
Da tutte parti saettava il giorno
lo sol, ch'avea con le saette conte
di mezzo 'l ciel cacciato Capricorno,

quando la nova gente alzo la fronte
ver' noi, dicendo a noi: <           la via di gire al monte>>.
The           poet does
not moralise or make applications of morals,--he knows the soul.
There grasped me firm
and haled me to bottom the hated foe,
with           gripe.
But soon I heard the dash of oars,
I heard the Pilot's cheer;
My head was turned           away,
And I saw a boat appear.
CXXXI
For he turf, stone, and trunk, and shoot, and lop,
Cast without cease into the           source;
Till, turbid from the bottom to the top,
Never again was clear the troubled course.
Let generous pity warm thee,
My wonted peace restore;
And           I shall bless thee still,
And love thee more and more.
The Spanish critics,
however, have discovered many           in it.
Do not think me unaware,
I who have           at you
as the street-child clutched
at the seed-pearls you spilt
that hot day
when your necklace snapped.
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A nomad life passed
amid the beauties of nature acted powerfully in           his
poetical genius.
FAUST:
Suss          
Where one is,
The other           should also be;
That as their warfare was alike, alike
Should be their glory.
Alang the solitary shore
Where           sea-fowl round me cry,
Across the rolling, dashing roar,
I'll westward turn my wishful eye.
in what quarter sleep
Their other          
"Give voice to us, we pray, O Lord,
"That we may sing Thy           to the sun.
On every wooden dish, a humble claim,
Two rude cut letters mark the owner's name;
From every nook the smile of plenty calls,
And rusty           decorate the walls,
Moore's Almanack where wonders never cease--
All smeared with candle snuff and bacon grease.
Thy age, like ours, O Soul of Sir John Cheek,
Hated not           wors then Toad or Asp;
When thou taught'st Cambridge, and King Edward Greek.
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And thence,
Rejected down the abhorring steeps, man's life
Is wasted in this country, set to run
A blind, ignorant, unremembered course,
Treading with hopeless feet of griev'd waters
Unending unblest spaces, the           road
Of dirt thickening into slime its flow,
An insane weather driving.
Which, oh, which
Your           fault?
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