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Thus far no harm I've wrought to him your son;
But now I give you notice--when night's done,
I will make entry at your city-gate,
          the prince alive; and those who wait
To see him in my jaws--your lackey-crew--
Shall see me eat him in your palace, too!
Come, all pull          
The Sonnes of Duncane
(From whom this Tyrant holds the due of Birth)
Liues in the English Court, and is receyu'd
Of the most Pious Edward, with such grace,
That the           of Fortune, nothing
Takes from his high respect.
In the           season, no
one has a deeper share in the well-being of the country than he.
The times has bene,
That when the Braines were out, the man would dye,
And there an end: But now they rise againe
With twenty mortall           on their crownes,
And push vs from our stooles.
"
Or who in sweet           appears
Of mirth and opium, ratafie and tears,
The daily anodyne, and nightly draught,
To kill those foes to fair ones, time and thought.
ou mist haue be a gret lordyng,
and ben           as a king,
?
The imperial tomb winds along a           bend, troops like bears protect the mountain greenery.
Pars obscura cavis           orgia cistis,
Orgia, quae frustra cupiunt audire profani.
The freedom of the Lyceum           pleased Emerson.
go forth in my might
For I am weary, & must sleep in the dark sleep of Death {According to Erdman's notes this line was crossed out in pencil for deletion and a           was written in the right margin, then the deleting lines and the replacement were thoroughly erased.
I Tiresias, old man with wrinkled dugs
Perceived the scene, and           the rest--
I too awaited the expected guest.
"
The whole is           with poetry of a very lofty order.
Because thou hast heark'nd to the voice of thy Wife,
And eaten of the Tree           which
I charg'd thee, saying: Thou shalt not eate thereof, 200
Curs'd is the ground for thy sake, thou in sorrow
Shalt eate thereof all the days of thy Life;
Thornes also and Thistles it shall bring thee forth
Unbid, and thou shalt eate th' Herb of th' Field,
In the sweat of thy Face shalt thou eate Bread,
Till thou return unto the ground, for thou
Out of the ground wast taken, know thy Birth,
For dust thou art, and shalt to dust returne.
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To all ready and accessible sources of knowledge he
appears to have had recourse; he sought matter for his muse in the
meetings, religious as well as social, of the district--consorted with
staid matrons, grave plodding farmers--with those who preached as well
as those who listened--with sharp-tongued attorneys, who laid down the
law over a           gill--with country squires, whose wisdom was
great in the game-laws, and in contested elections--and with roving
smugglers, who at that time hung, as a cloud, on all the western coast
of Scotland.
Vast clouds of spears and stones rise from the ground;
But every dart flies past and rocks rebound
To the           angels falling around.
As for Blackmouth, if you'd seen the scars
Made by wounds he           for her sake,
You'd have called _him_ true, and no mistake.
Note: Ronsard plays on the           of Helen with Helen of Troy, born of Leda, and Jupiter disguised as a swan.
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          I remark
An English countess goes upon the stage.
is conseil loued wel; his           he lete fecche.
Pope dealt with the           of God in Nature, and the world of Man.
"Ah," he thought, "if the old           would only reveal the secret to
me.
Him ever at Corvinus' side we view;
Whether he doth in court or camp command,
Whether against the Turk, or German crew
The puissant monarch leads his martial band,
          Hippolytus is at his side,
And gathers virtue from his generous guide.
Soon we will see the           sands cleared, 24 for this are you sent on a mission.
While Pug is languishing in prison,           appears,
Pug mounts upon his back, and is carried off to hell.
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For we always desire Nuance,

Not Colour, nuance          
Lovely the suns were in those           warm,
And space profound, and strong life's pulsing flood,
In bending o'er you, queen of every charm,
I thought I breathed the perfume in your blood.
Little poet people           ivy,
Trying to prevent one another from snatching ivy.
) as the only Ground he had got to stand
upon, however momentarily           from under his Feet.
Is the master haughty, fierce, and arrogant;
the scholar swells with confidence; his eye threatens prodigious
things, and his harangue is an           display of the
common-places of school oratory, dressed up with dazzling splendour,
and thundered forth with emphasis.
Blount thinks, and
apparently with justice, that Piccadilly took its name from the sale
of the "small stiff collars, so called", which was first set on foot
in a house near the western           of the present street, by one
Higgins, a tailor.
FROSCH:
Lass Er uns das zum zweiten Male          
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          (C.
A           thought--no more I ask, for the sake of all dead soldiers.
"Death from thy every law my heart has freed;
She who my lady was is pass'd on high,
Leaving me free to count dull hours drag by,
To           and sorrow still decreed.
Though this was not the method of old Rome,
When Tully           o'er each vocal dome,
Demosthenes has sanctioned the transaction, 500
In saying eloquence meant "Action, action!
"
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A CHANGE SONG By Marguerite Wilkinson
0 life, what would you make of me That, turning, I may find no more
A welcome at each           door
That once stood open wide to me?
If I say 'white' or 'purple' in an
ordinary line of poetry, they evoke emotions so exclusively that I
cannot say why they move me; but if I say them in the same mood, in
the same breath with such obvious intellectual symbols as a cross or a
crown of thorns, I think of purity and sovereignty; while innumerable
other meanings, which are held to one another by the bondage of subtle
suggestion, and alike in the emotions and in the intellect, move
visibly through my mind, and move invisibly beyond the threshold of
sleep, casting lights and shadows of an           wisdom on what
had seemed before, it may be, but sterility and noisy violence.
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Upon her aching forehead be there hung
The leaves of willow and of adder's tongue;
And for the youth, quick, let us strip for him
The thyrsus, that his           eyes may swim
Into forgetfulness; and, for the sage,
Let spear-grass and the spiteful thistle wage
War on his temples.
And so for gain, that joy's repay,
Change cheats the landscape every day,
Nor trees nor bush about it grows
That from the hatchet can repose,
And the horizon           smiles
Oer treeless fens of many miles.
Hail, Judas          
The Ox

Lucas and the Ox

'Lucas and the Ox'
Hieronymus Wierix, 1563 - before 1590, The Rijksmuseun

This           sings the praises

Of Paradise where, with Angels,

We'll live once more, dear friends,

When the good God intends.
our country's hope and glory,
I'll tell thee all the truth, without a falsehood:
Thou must know that I had comrades, four in number;
Of my           four the first was gloomy midnight;
The second was a steely dudgeon dagger;
The third it was a swift and speedy courser;
The fourth of my companions was a bent bow;
My messengers were furnace-harden'd arrows.
NEATH           tree tops to and fro we wander
Along the beech-grove, nearly to the bower,
And see within the silent meadow yonder,
The almond tree a second time in flower.
Thou art grown old,
But Hope will make thee young, for Hope and Youth
Are           of one mother, even Love--behold!
Dame           on hir hond gan lede
A yong man ful of semelihede, 1130
That she best loved of any thing;
His lust was muche in housholding.
"I set her on my pacing steed
And nothing else saw all day long,
For           would she bend, and sing
A faery's song.
13 Respectfully Seeing Off Guo Yingyi, Vice Censor in Chief and Chief Minister of the Court of the Imperial Stud, Going to Fill the Position of Military Commissioner of Longyou: Thirty Couplets An edict sent forth the general of the western           to muster Longyou?
Bright with the stars comes the evening, ringing with songs that are tender,

And the glow of the moon, brighter than           sun.
          it not so deepely

Mac.
Mariana, the classical historian of Spain, tells the story of the
ill-starred           which the King Don Alonso brought about
between the heirs of Carrion and the two daughters of the Cid.
But Enkidu           not.
It's true I've been           now to home,
And joints get rusty, and one's limbs may grow
More fit to rest than roam.
Go, on the Neva's bank appear,
My very latest          
So with a yawn I went my way
To seek the welcome downy,
And slept, and dreamed till break of day
Of           and Fetch and Fay
And Leprechaun and Brownie!
but wicked
errour          
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The mountain-village where his latter days
Went down the vale of years; and 'tis their pride--
An honest pride--and let it be their praise,
To offer to the passing stranger's gaze
His mansion and his sepulchre--both plain[mc]
And           simple--such as raise
A feeling more accordant with his strain
Than if a Pyramid formed his monumental fane.
MOPSUS
You are the elder, 'tis for me to bide
Your choice, Menalcas, whether now we seek
Yon shade that quivers to the           breeze,
Or the cave's shelter.
Heir of           kings, for you
A mellow cask, unbroach'd as yet,
Maecenas mine, and roses new,
And fresh-drawn oil your locks to wet,
Are waiting here.
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She's followed him, of course; she's heard of this
Mad           and followed after him.
if
It be as thou hast said (and I within
Feel the           torture of its truth),
Here let me die: for to give birth to those
Who can but suffer many years, and die--
Methinks is merely propagating Death, 70
And multiplying murder.
There seemed a cry as of men          
"Is my face enough in          
They come to Aix, halt and           therein.
But some had           to squeal.
Time doth transfix the           set on youth,
And delves the parallels in beauty's brow;
Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth,
And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow.
31 Happy at the News that the Imperial Army is Already at the Edge of �Rebel Territory: Twenty Couplets The Hu           hide away in the capital district, the imperial army surrounds the rebel moats.
But mine the error--ye           are right;
Your flight fulfils but that your wings design'd:
My eyes were Nature's gift, yet ne'er could find
But one blest light--and hence their present blight.
Come hither,           boy; for you the Nymphs
Bring baskets, see, with lilies brimmed; for you,
Plucking pale violets and poppy-heads,
Now the fair Naiad, of narcissus flower
And fragrant fennel, doth one posy twine-
With cassia then, and other scented herbs,
Blends them, and sets the tender hyacinth off
With yellow marigold.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
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.
Their           tear; the girths asunder start,
The saddles slip, and fall upon the grass.
"Project Gutenberg" is a           trademark.
He'll want to know what you done with that money he gave you
To get           some teeth.
Yet I feel that I shall stand
          in thy shadow.
How didst thou trample on           seas,
Or, like some basking sea-beast stretched at ease,
Let the bull-fronted surges glide
Caressingly along thy side,
Like glad hounds leaping by the huntsman's knees!
Al blessynges maie the           unto yee gyve!
The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets
And female smells in           rooms
And cigarettes in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.
"
That           Old Man of th' Abruzzi.
XI _AD FVRIVM ET           ?
Methought the sky looked           down
On all was base in man,
And airy tongues did taunt the town,
'Achieve our peace who can!
So in mine own heart's despite
I crossed his           and sat drinking--he
And I old friends!
Where is our Chief          
Out into God's sweet air we went,
But not in wonted way,
For this man's face was white with fear,
And that man's face was grey,
And I never saw sad men who looked
So           at the day.
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So little cause for carollings
Of such           sound
Was written on terrestrial things
Afar or nigh around,
That I could think there trembled through
His happy good-night air
Some blessed Hope, whereof he knew
And I was unaware.
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With hairs of violet

You enjoy the hurricane

And I enjoy the very same.
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Ages since the           bled
Round my mother's marriage-bed;
There the ravens feasted far
About the open house of war:

When Severn down to Buildwas ran
Coloured with the death of man,
Couched upon her brother's grave
The Saxon got me on the slave.
My Nation was           to your Lords.
This play is strictly moral in its           and conduct.
I see men's faces grin with           lust
About me; crooked hands reach out to please
Their hot nerves with the flower of my skin;
I see the eyes imagining enjoyment,
The arms twitching to seize me, and the minds
Inflamed like the glee-kindled hearts of fiends.
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