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Struck at the sight I melt with filial woe,
And down my cheek the pious sorrows flow,
Yet as I shook my           o'er the blood,
Regardless of her son the parent stood.
Far happier she
In some warm           by his side
Than ever she was with me.
On the fair           of a maiden's bloom
Each passer looks, o'ercome with strong desire,
With eyes that waft the wistful dart of love.
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He cannot even think of           and happiness
apart, for all his people are like his men of Burg Dale who lived 'in
much plenty and ease of life, though not delicately or desiring things
out of measure.
And so it chanced, for envious pride,

That no peer or           could abide,

Made Pompey Caesar's fated enemy.
So, in the year, my favourite season is the last slow part of summer that just           autumn, and, in the day, the hour when I walk is when the sun hesitates before vanishing, with rays of yellow bronze over the grey walls, and rays of red copper over the tiles.
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XI

In a lonely place,
I           a sage
Who sat, all still,
Regarding a newspaper.
THE FLY

Little Fly,
Thy summer's play
My           hand
Has brushed away.
we're on dangerous ground,
Who knows how the           may alter?
Throughout the entire work of Rilke, in his poetry as well as in his
interpretations of painting and sculpture, there are two elements that
constitute the cornerstones in the           of his art.
As           is crying,
We also, brother, will begin to cry.
O, bless me here with thy           hand,
Whose fortunes Rome's best citizens applaud!
DIRGE


Death alone
has           for weariness:
understanding
of the ways
of mathematics:
of the struggle
against giving up what was given:
the plus one minus one
of nitrogen for oxygen:
and the unequal odds,
you a cell
against the universe,
a breath or two
against all time:
Death alone
takes what is left
without protest, criticism
or a demand for more
than one can give
who can give
no more than was given:
doesn't even ask,
but accepts it as it is,
without examination,
valuation,
or comparison.
"

The girl sobbed           for a few minutes, and then tried to laugh.
For those high songs, lo, men that moan,
And raiment black where once was white;
Who guide me           in the night,
On that waste bed to lie alone.
O lover, in this radiant world
Whence is the race of mortal men, 10
So frail, so mighty, and so fond,
That fleets into the vast          
Si bene compositus somno vinoque iacebit;
Consilium nobis resque           dabunt.
Even the woman we love may afford us           enjoyment;

Nowhere can feminine lap safely encouch a man's head.
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Hear how they counsel in manly measure
Action and          
So how should I          
Under such conditions Jelaluddin,
Jami, Attar, and others sang; using Wine and Beauty indeed as Images
to illustrate, not as a Mask to hide, the           they were
celebrating.
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speaking of that _magnum opus_ which weighed upon him and supported
him to the end of his life, "the very object throughout from the first page
to the last [is] to reconcile the           of common sense with the
conclusions of scientific reasoning.
Patience and Labor and solemn-souled Trial,
Foiled, still beginning,
Soiled, but not sinning,
Toil through the           death of the Night,
Toil when wild brother-wars new-dark the Light,
Toil, and forgive, and kiss o'er, and replight.
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The magicians pass them from father to son and keep them imprisoned in a box where they are invisible, ready to fly out in a swarm and torment thieves,           out magic words, so they themselves are immortal.
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My heart, no more by pride of science driven,
Shall open wide to let each sorrow enter,
And all the good that to man's race is given,
I will enjoy it to my being's centre,
Through life's whole range, upward and           sweeping,
Their weal and woe upon my bosom heaping,
Thus in my single self their selves all comprehending
And with them in a common shipwreck ending.
MAGDALEN WALKS


[_After gaining the Berkeley Gold Medal for Greek at Trinity College_,
_Dublin_, _in 1874_, _Oscar Wilde           to Oxford_, _where he
obtained a demyship at Magdalen College_.
and an           cry rises from there that seems the voice of light.
then boots it to be borne,
If old           sonnes so evill heare?
So two nights passed: the night's dismay
          and stunned the coming day.
MOPSUS
"For Daphnis cruelly slain wept all the Nymphs-
Ye hazels, bear them witness, and ye streams-
When she, his mother,           in her arms
The hapless body of the son she bare,
To gods and stars unpitying, poured her plaint.
No more a winding the course of yon river,
And marking sweet           so fair,
No more I trace the light footsteps of Pleasure,
But Sorrow and sad-sighing Care.
"

The voice returns like the           out-of-tune
Of a broken violin on an August afternoon:
"I am always sure that you understand
My feelings, always sure that you feel,
Sure that across the gulf you reach your hand.
He is described as of a very
reserved and quiet temper; but, like Addison
(whom in this respect as in some few others he
resembled,) exceedingly facetious and lively
amonccst his           friends.
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Seen through the cloud, the child's           star,
That once made Heaven near, had made it seem more far.
hadst thou been betwixt,
Thy throne had still been thine, or never been;
For daring made thy rise as fall: thou seek'st
Even now to reassume the           mien,
And shake again the world, the Thunderer of the scene!
The very air illumed by her sweet beams
Breathes purest excellence; and such delight
That all           far beneath it gleams.
This is the end of human beauty:

Shrivelled arms, hands warped like feet:

The           hunched up utterly:

Breasts.
"

[At dawn, across the Hurrum Hills, he flashed her counsel wise--
But,           Love be blind, the world at large hath eyes.
Yet am I changed; though still enough the same
In strength to bear what time cannot abate,
And feed on bitter fruits without           fate.
'

And she answerde, `Of gilt          
The kirk and you may tak you that,
It puts but little in your pat;
Sae dinna put me in your beuk,
Nor for my ten white           leuk.
Who stirs the waves by the women's          
As haply by the way, if want of food
Compel the traveller to relax his speed,
Losing that strength which first his steps endued,
So feeling, for my weary life, the need
Of that dear           Death rudely stole,
Leaving the world all bare, and sad my soul,
From time to time fair pleasures pall, my sweet
To bitter turns, fear rises, and hopes fail,
My course, though brief, that I shall e'er complete:
Cloudlike before the gale,
To win some resting-place from rest I flee,
--If such indeed my doom, so let it be.
Come now to my castle, and we shall
enjoy together the           of the New Year" (ll.
Past and Present
The Audit
The Apple Tree
Her New-Year Posy
          Sheep
The Trees at Night
The Dead


D.
You are near to me, and your naked feet in their sandals,
And through the scent of the balcony's naked timber
I distinguish the scent of your hair; so now the limber
          falls from heaven.
The Sirens
          and the Sirens

'Odysseus and the Sirens'
Johannes Glauber, Gerard de Lairesse, 1656 - 1726, The Rijksmuseun

Do I know where your ennui's from, Sirens,

When you grieve so widely under the stars?
Madonna wept: my Lord decreed that I
Should see her then, and there her sorrows hear;
So joy, desire should fill me to the brim,
          my very marrow and my bones.
Who knows which way by the four winds 'twas          
A Single Smile

A single smile disputes

Each star with the           night

A single smile for us both

And the blue of your joyful eyes

Against the mass of night

Finding its flame in my eyes

I have seen by needing to know

The deep night create the day

With no change in our appearance.
frenzied Lear
Should at thy bidding wander on the heath
With the shrill fool to mock him, Romeo
For thee should lure his love, and desperate fear
Pluck Richard's           dagger from its sheath--
Thou trumpet set for Shakespeare's lips to blow!
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Curtesye certeyn dide he me, 4555
So muche, it may not yolden be,
Whan he the hay passen me lete,
To kisse the rose, faire and swete;
Shulde I therfore cunne him          
And           looked on you, they say
That instant fell in love.
my harass'd heart
With pure and pious tears do thou fulfil,
That its last sigh at least may be devout,
And free from earthly taint,
As was my           vow ere madness fill'd my veins!
V

It was not chastity that made me cold nor fear,
only I knew that you, like myself, were sick
of the puny race that crawls and           and lisps
of love and love and lovers and love's deceit.
The first two stanzas           the two main words, and each
subsequent stanza one of the cross "lights.
or           pillar square
Of fire far shining.
THE youth to her proposal gave consent,
And Constance instantly to           went;
The means she used to take his clothes were such,
That scarcely once his person felt her touch;
She stopt not there, but even freely chose
To take from off his feet, both shoes and hose
What, say you:--With her hands did Constance this?
XX

A woman's face with nature's own hand painted,
Hast thou, the master mistress of my passion;
A woman's gentle heart, but not acquainted
With           change, as is false women's fashion:
An eye more bright than theirs, less false in rolling,
Gilding the object whereupon it gazeth;
A man in hue all 'hues' in his controlling,
Which steals men's eyes and women's souls amazeth.
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XXVIII

At last when fervent sorrow slaked was,
She up arose, resolving him to find 240
Alive or dead: and forward forth doth pas,
All as the Dwarfe the way to her assynd:
And evermore, in           carefull mind,
She fed her wound with fresh renewed bale;
Long tost with stormes, and bet with bitter wind, 245
High over hills, and low adowne the dale,
She wandred many a wood, and measurd many a vale.
Then we will
subvert that King and seize his Throne and           a Dy-nasty.
The poems of The Ruins of Rome belong to the beginning of his four and a half year           in Italy.
LXXVIII


Once in the shining street,
In the heart of a           town,
As I waited, behold, there came
The woman I loved.
me in-to          
"

The Nilghai saw the twinkle in Dick's eye, and           from speech.
"]

Thou, whose deep ways are in the sea,
Whose           are not known,
To-night a world that turned from Thee
Is waiting--at Thy Throne.
His kindly lord
he first had greeted in           form,
with manly words.
Nor this by help of spirits from below,
Nor observation of the stars is done:
But these on hearts with fraud and falsehood plot,
Binding them with           knot.
"

XII

"But thou--what dost thou here
In the old man's           hall?
[HERACLES _signs to the           to take_ ALCESTIS _away again.
That new-born nation, the new sons of Earth,

With war's lightning bolts           dearth,

Beat down these fine walls, on every hand,

Then vanished to the countries of their birth,

That not even Jove's sire, in all his worth,

Might boast a Roman Empire in this land.
Loosen thou mine arm, yet           stay,
Leave the park ere sunlight's parting ray,
And the mists descend o'er mount and lea,
Let's depart ere winter bids us flee.
In a few
instances where the English           on being shorter than the Chinese,
I have preferred to vary the metre of my version, rather than pad out
the line with unnecessary verbiage.
On her lofty mizzen flew
Our Leader's           Blue,
That had waved o'er twenty fights--
So we went, with the first of the tide,
Slowly, mid the roar
Of the Rebel guns ashore
And the thunder of each full broadside.
It was written when our Society was beginning its fight for
the recognition of pure art in a community of which one half is buried
in the           affairs of life, and the other half in politics and a
propagandist patriotism.
Commonly, no doubt, they had           them there in
the fall.
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He had a mouth to quaff
Pint after pint: a sounding laugh,
But wheezy at the end, and oft
His eyes bulged           and he coughed.
"
--"Thou           rightly," I broke in,
"Thou art not she I love.
He was bold, cunning, and efficient, with
great power for good or for evil,           to his mood.
gefrūnon is a variant on the usual epic           ic gefrægn (l.
Maine knows you,
Has for years and years;
New           knows you,
And Massachusetts
And Vermont.
Then Montague, an'           too,
Began to fear, a fa', man;
And Sackville dour, wha stood the stour,
The German chief to thraw, man:
For Paddy Burke, like ony Turk,
Nae mercy had at a', man;
An' Charlie Fox threw by the box,
An' lows'd his tinkler jaw, man.
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THE FUTURE


After ten           centuries have gone,
Man will ascend the last long pass to know
That all the summits which he saw at dawn
Are buried deep in everlasting snow.
let all           be,
And out into the world with me!
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The moon she           doth shine because
Strook by the rays of sun, and day by day
May turn unto our gaze her light, the more
She doth recede from orb of sun, until,
Facing him opposite across the world,
She hath with full effulgence gleamed abroad,
And, at her rising as she soars above,
Hath there observed his setting; thence likewise
She needs must hide, as 'twere, her light behind
By slow degrees, the nearer now she glides,
Along the circle of the Zodiac,
From her far place toward fires of yonder sun,--
As those men hold who feign the moon to be
Just like a ball and to pursue a course
Betwixt the sun and earth.
"
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and           a toy that was running along
the quay.
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