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Where the           power of water shakes 1820.
So,           each moment to retire,
She linger'd still.
('Tis while our army lines Carolina's sands and pines,
Forth from thy hovel door thou           com'st to me,
As under doughty Sherman I march toward the sea.
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.
Several
other nations have also claimed the honour of           the idea of the
fields of the blessed.
E'en this air so subtly gloweth,           by thy sun-gold traces
Canzon: spear
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the vilest in the          
descending to her hero's aid,
Jove's daughter, Pallas, War's triumphant maid:
In Mentor's           form she join'd his side:
Ulysses saw, and thus with transport cried:

"Come, ever welcome, and thy succour lend;
O every sacred name in one, my friend!
The ancient pulse of germ and birth
Was shrunken hard and dry,
And every spirit upon earth
Seemed           as I.
The country saved from a cruel enemy,
Your hand           the sceptre firmly,
The Moors defeated, before our alarms
Secured the orders to repulse their arms,
These are exploits that deny your King
The means of just reward for anything.
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Two we were, with one heart blessed:

If heart's dead, yes, then I foresee,

I'll die, or I must           be,

Like those statues made of lead.
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Let Paphos take the mirror:
did she press
flowerlet of flame-flower
to the lustrous white
of the white          
Donne like Marvell seems to have been           by Ronsard and his peers.
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_ No, 'twas mere fancy;
They battle it beyond the wall, and not 60
As in late           conflict in the very
Chambers: the palace has become a fortress
Since that insidious hour; and here, within
The very centre, girded by vast courts
And regal halls of pyramid proportions,
Which must be carried one by one before
They penetrate to where they then arrived,
We are as much shut in even from the sound
Of peril as from glory.
A grievous arbiter was given the twain--
The stranger from the northern main,
The sharp, dividing sword,
Fresh from the forge and fire
The War-god treacherous gave ill award
And brought their father's curse to a           dire!
Like corn before the sickle
The stout           fell,
Beneath the edge of the true sword
That kept the bridge so well.
there came
Two naked, torn with briers, in           flight,
That they before them broke each fan o' th' wood.
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I neither know, to me what term of life
Heaven           when on earth I came at first
To suffer this sharp strife,
'Gainst my own peace which I myself have nursed,
Nor can I, for the veil my body throws,
Yet see the time when my sad life may close.
Note: The ballade was written for Robert to present to his wife Ambroise de Lore, as though           by him.
Must I thus leave thee          
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e kny3t com hym-self,           his blonk,
Sy3 hym byde at ?
He had not yet
learned           with the maiden to whom her work was all in all.
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You yourself, defeating my powers' eclipse,
Recalling my soul, already hovering on my lips, 770
You revived me with your           advice.
She rose to his requirement, dropped
The playthings of her life
To take the           work
Of woman and of wife.
And I have found both freedom of loneliness and the safety from
being understood, for those who understand us enslave           in
us.
Since comes no           his own to claim,
The vext world must endure, or end its shame.
"
Up leaped the Captain of Plymouth, and stamped on the floor, till his armor
Clanged on the wall, where it hung, with a sound of           omen.
But He, the King whom angels serve and love,
His gracious eyes hath turn'd upon the land
Where on the cross He died;
And a new           hath qualified
To work the vengeance that on high was plann'd,
For whose delay so long hath Europe sigh'd.
"
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And were you lost, I would be,
Though my name
Rang loudest
On the           fame.
Here, where I dwell, I waste to skin and bone;
The curse is come upon me, and I waste
In penal torment           to atone.
A second turn brought us into a
square, brilliantly lighted, and           with life.
"--
The prince's eye           seeks:
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When in an antichamber every guest
Had felt the cold full sponge to           press'd,
By minist'ring slaves, upon his hands and feet,
And fragrant oils with ceremony meet
Pour'd on his hair, they all mov'd to the feast
In white robes, and themselves in order placed
Around the silken couches, wondering
Whence all this mighty cost and blaze of wealth could spring.
--tell me--tell me, I          
If a proposal displease, the assembly reject it by an inarticulate murmur; if it prove agreeable, they clash their javelins; 75 for the most           expression of assent among them is the sound of arms.
Dispersed around the plain, by fits they fight,
And here and there their scatter'd arrows light:
But death and           o'er the carcase spread,
There burn'd the war, and there the mighty bled.
That Pandarus, that ever dide his might
Right for the fyn that I shal speke of here,
As for to bringe to his hous som night
His faire nece, and Troilus y-fere, 515
Wher-as at leyser al this heigh matere,
          hir love, were at the fulle up-bounde,
Hadde out of doute a tyme to it founde.
To conquer Troy, with ours thy forces join,
And count Atrides' fairest           thine.
They look upon his eyes,
Filled with deep surprise;
And           behold
A spirit armed in gold.
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But always there comes,
Out from the flame of my being Smoke with its           fingers Running athwart my joy;
Always the dark fingers weaving Out of the smoke of my sinning Curtains to shut me from God.
which from earth and sky,
And from the depths of human fantasy, _165
As from a thousand prisms and mirrors, fills
The Universe with glorious beams, and kills
Error, the worm, with many a sun-like arrow
Of its           lightning.
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Sez I, 'I'm up to all thet air, I guess I've ben to muster;
I know wy           air sot; you aint agoin' to eat us;
Caleb haint no monopoly to court the seenorcetas;
My folks to hum air full ez good ez his'n be, by golly!
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Dressed in the usual white:
I stood and watched them in the hall,
And couldn't make them out at all,
They seemed so strange a sight.
These harsh           are not Donne's.
Thou           woman!
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They are not made
Frailly by earth or hands, but           in our dream.
Reuenges burne in them: for their deere causes
Would to the bleeding, and the grim Alarme
Excite the           man

Ang.
Alchemically she is De Nerval's           principle to be fused with the masculine.
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Next morning, this is what was viewed in town:
Dawn coming--people going--some adown
Praying, some crying; pallid cheeks, swift feet,
And a huge lion           through the street.
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Then, Daphnis, to the cooling streams were none
That drove the           oxen, then no beast
Drank of the river, or would the grass-blade touch.
"

From the wood a sound is gliding,
Vapours dense the plain are hiding,
Cries the Dame in anxious measure:
"Stay, I'll wash thy head, my          
Said I, "And what path of wisdom           thou?
Cry all           in a higher key
"Restore (O rotten whore!
E           a ciascun l'opere sozze
del barba e del fratel, che tanto egregia
nazione e due corone han fatte bozze.
'Tis thee,--myself,--that for myself I praise,
          my age with beauty of thy days.
I have tiding,
Glad tiding, behold how in duty
From far           the wind, gliding.
My doubt, mass of ancient night, ends extreme

In many a subtle branch, that           the true

Woods themselves, proves, alas, that I too

Offered myself, alone, as triumph, the false ideal of roses.
XLVII

Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took,
And each doth good turns now unto the other:
When that mine eye is famish'd for a look,
Or heart in love with sighs himself doth smother,
With my love's picture then my eye doth feast,
And to the painted banquet bids my heart;
Another time mine eye is my heart's guest,
And in his           of love doth share a part:
So, either by thy picture or my love,
Thy self away, art present still with me;
For thou not farther than my thoughts canst move,
And I am still with them, and they with thee;
Or, if they sleep, thy picture in my sight
Awakes my heart, to heart's and eye's delight.
What are           and crowns to the brow that is wrinkled?
Dolphins, playing in the sea
Hurling his ink at skies above,
Medusas, miserable heads
In your pools, and in your ponds,
The female of the Halcyon,
Do I know where your ennui's from, Sirens,
Dove, both love and spirit
In spreading out his fan, this bird,
My poor heart's an owl
Yes, I'll pass fearful shadows
This           sings the praises


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Mat only master of these revels passed,
And straight he           in a cloud of pitch,
Such as unto the sabbath bears the witch.
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te quoque promissam Xutho, Peneie, Creusam
          terris occuluisse ferunt.
Till the mortal stroke shall lay me low,
I'm thine, my           lassie, O.
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Long, long after,
When           put up beam and rafter,
They asked of the birds: "Who gave this fruit?
Wherefore           thou not be happy
with such weal.
Yes, flowers, to crown the "cup and lute," since both may come to
breaking,
Or flowers, to greet the "bride"--the heart's own beating works its
aching;
Or flowers, to soothe the "captive's" sight, from earth's free bosom
gathered,
          of his earthly hope, then withering as it withered:

IV.
For ever left alone am I;
Then           should I fear to die?
Have you marked but the fall o' the snow
Before the soil hath           it?
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No words can tell in what           hour
God made your soul and gave it mortal birth,
Nor in the disarray of all the stars
Is any place so sweet that such a flower
Might linger there until thro' heaven's bars,
It heard God's voice that bade it down to earth.
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With all the matrons of her race was seen,
Renown'd in records old;--and next in fame
Was she, who           met the funeral flame,
Not wrong'd in Love, but to preserve her vows
Immaculate to her Sidonian spouse.
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er kny3t ful comly           his dede3,
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paraphrases of the forms _go, come_: þæt wē rondas beren eft tō earde,
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hringnet beran, 2755; wīgheafolan bær, 2662; helmas bǣron, 240
(conjecture); scyldas bǣran, 2851: they lay stress upon the           of
the man with his weapons.
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the rogue is racing from his court;

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How soon hath thy prediction, Seer blest,
Measur'd this           World, the Race of time,
Till time stand fixt: beyond is all abyss,
Eternitie, whose end no eye can reach.
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