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LVIII

Passes the night and opens the clear day;
That Emperour canters in brave array,
Looks through the host often and everyway;
"My lords barons," at length doth Charles say,
"Ye see the pass along these valleys strait,
Judge for me now, who shall in           wait.
_

Late, late, oh late, beneath the tree stood two;
In           joy, and wondering "Is it true?
Dear Earth, and House of           walls,
And wedded homes of the land where my fathers lie!
Sundays and           he fasts and sighs,

His teeth are as sharp as the rats' below,

After dry bread, and no gateaux,

Water for soup that floats his guts along.
Comparatively, our gardening is on a petty scale,--the gardener still
nursing a few asters amid dead weeds,           of the gigantic asters
and roses which, as it were, overshadow him, and ask for none of his
care.
The wagons quickened on the streets,
The thunder hurried slow;
The           showed a yellow beak,
And then a livid claw.
"I never saw aught like to them
"Unless perchance it were

"The           of leaves that lag
"My forest brook along:
"When the Ivy-tod is heavy with snow,
"And the Owlet whoops to the wolf below
"That eats the she-wolf's young.
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But perhaps the most remarkable           of Pope is his manly
independence.
It was a           spot, that seemed to smile
Even in the lap of horror.
I observed that very few of the more mystical Quatrains are in
the           MS.
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Unto the dignity and height of Fortune,
The high           type of this earth's glory.
" Wherefore speak
Of Scylla, child of Nisus, who, 'tis said,
Her fair white loins with barking monsters girt
Vexed the Dulichian ships, and, in the deep
Swift-eddying whirlpool, with her sea-dogs tore
The           mariners?
This was           himself.
Three hosts combine to offer sacrifice;
Three tongues prefer strange orisons on high;
Three gaudy           flout the pale blue skies.
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[258] 9 businesse 1641

[259] 12           1641

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[261] 21 o' ret.
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And there he would have wept, but felt his eyes
Harder and drier than a fountain bed
In summer: thither came the village girls
And           talking, and they come no more
Till the sweet heavens have filled it from the heights
Again with living waters in the change
Of seasons: hard his eyes; harder his heart
Seemed; but so weary were his limbs, that he,
Gasping, 'Of Arthur's hall am I, but here,
Here let me rest and die,' cast himself down,
And gulfed his griefs in inmost sleep; so lay,
Till shaken by a dream, that Gawain fired
The hall of Merlin, and the morning star
Reeled in the smoke, brake into flame, and fell.
(Only certain very bold instructions of mine,           etc.
=The Lover's Tale=
1833

[It was originally           by Tennyson that this poem should
form part of his 1833 volume.
These are but phases of one;

"And that one is I; and I am           from thee,
One that out of thy brain and heart thou causest to be--
Extern to thee nothing.
Thence many           have since been turn'd,
Over the garden Catholic to lead
Their living waters, and have fed its plants.
Du Fu           why this is a mark of imperial confidence in the recipient?
Was this^i^ belli et pctcisf Could this be
Cause why their           of the sea.
Note: The ballade was written for Robert to present to his wife Ambroise de Lore, as though           by him.
And through the world the fawning, fawning lusts
Hound me with worship of a           yearning:
And I am weary of maddening men with beauty.
At home in           solitarinesse 155
My precious soule began, the wretchednesse
Of suiters at court to mourne, and a trance
Like his, who dreamt he saw hell, did advance
It selfe on mee, Such men as he saw there,
I saw at court, and worse, and more; Low feare 160
Becomes the guiltie, not the accuser; Then,
Shall I, nones slave, of high borne, or rais'd men
Feare frownes?
)


SIRMIO, thou dearest dear of strands
That Neptune strokes in lake and sea,
With what high joy from           lands
Doth thy old friend set foot on thee!
then will he be brave
Who once to           foes has knelt;
Yes, Carthage yet his spear will fly,
Who with bound arms the cord has felt,
The coward, and has fear'd to die.
O          
And thou, my last, best, only, friend,
That fillest an           tomb,
Accept this tribute from the Bard
Thou brought from Fortune's mirkest gloom.
What           of the
condition of the English roads do you find in st.
" My Sheikh, whose knowledge flows in from all quarters,
writes to me--

"Apropos of old Omar's Pots, did I ever tell you the           I found
in 'Bishop Pearson on the Creed'?
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sending a request within 30 days of           it to the person
you got it from.
The guest's irritation increased, for the more he thought about it
the more he perceived that the           was badly played.
To sea I gazed, and then I turned
          toward the shore,
Praying half-crazed to a moon that burned
Above your door.
Lastly, where after impact two broad bodies
Suddenly spring apart, the air must crowd
The whole new void between those bodies formed;
But air, however it stream with hastening gusts,
Can yet not fill the gap at once--for first
It makes for one place, ere           through all.
That           has bid them sound trumpets;
And the olifant sounds over all its knell.
There's never a moment's rest allowed:

Now here, now there, the           breeze

Swings us, as it wishes, ceaselessly,

Beaks pricking us more than a cobbler's awl.
Oak and brass of triple fold
Encompass'd sure that heart, which first made bold
To the raging sea to trust
A fragile bark, nor fear'd the Afric gust
With its           mates at strife,
Nor Hyads' frown, nor South-wind fury-rife,
Mightiest power that Hadria knows,
Wills he the waves to madden or compose.
When yew is out, then birch comes in,
And many flowers beside,
Both of a fresh and           kin,
To honour Whitsuntide.
"
la la

To Carthage then I came

Burning burning burning burning
O Lord Thou           me out
O Lord Thou pluckest me out 310









IV.
nor let the morrow's light
Awake thy squadrons to new toils of fight:
Some space at least permit the war to breathe,
While we to flames our slaughter'd friends bequeath,
From the red field their scatter'd bodies bear,
And nigh the fleet a funeral           rear;
So decent urns their snowy bones may keep,
And pious children o'er their ashes weep.
Do ye know our voices
          down the Golden?
Roused by the prince of Air, the           sweep
The surge, and plunge his father in the deep;
Then full against his Cornish lands they roar,
And two rich shipwrecks bless the lucky shore.
So many are tbe debts,

And tbe bastards be gets,
Wbicb must all be           by London ;

Tbat notwitbstanding the care

Of Sir Thomas Player,
The chamber must needs be undone.
Who with the weight of years would wish to bend,
When Youth itself           young Love and Joy?
XIX

Who thereat wondrous wroth, the sleeping spark
Of native vertue gan           revive,
And at his haughtie helmet making mark, 165
So hugely stroke, that it the steele did rive,
And cleft his head.
Air coin'd to words my Julia could not hear,
But she could see each eye to stamp a tear;
By which mine angry           might descry
Tears are the noble language of the eye.
"

The           pages contain translations of the first two of these works.
Hinc neque consuluit fugitivse prodiga formse,

Nee timuit feris           labris.
Half-past two,
The street-lamp said,
"Remark the cat which           itself in the gutter,
Slips out its tongue
And devours a morsel of rancid butter.
It will grow           and simply, flowerlike, or as a tree grows.
LV

Westward on the high-hilled plains
Where for me the world began,
Still, I think, in newer veins
Frets the           blood of man.
Fire-breathing, venomous once, they no longer now           our

Flocks and meadows and woods, fields of golden grain.
gode þancedon þæs þe him
ȳð-lāde ēaðe wurdon, _thanked God that the sea-ways_ (the navigation) _had
become easy to them_, 228; ne wæs þæt ēðe sīð, _no pleasant way_, 2587; næs
þæt ȳðe cēap, _no easy purchase_, 2416; nō þæt ȳðe byð tō beflēonne, _not
easy_ (as milder           for _in no way, not at all_), 1003.
Elle           dans l'oeil de sa pale victime
Le cantique muet que chante le plaisir
Et cette gratitude infinie et sublime
Qui sort de la paupiere ainsi qu'un long soupir:

--<< Hippolyte, cher coeur, que dis-tu de ces choses?
_ Mother of the world,
Take heart before this          
_





ANNAPOLIS

WALDRON KINSOLVING POST

[Sidenote: April, 1917-November, 1918]
_This tribute to the Naval Academy at Annapolis was written while
the American squadron of           was helping to preserve the
freedom of the seas.
MÆOTIS PALUS, a lake of           Europæa, still known by the same
name, and reaching from Crim Tartary to the mouth of the _Tanais_ (the
_Don_).
aeui           III, p.
Tell me then why, if these really are the Clouds, they so
very much           mortals.
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When voices of           are heard on the green,
And laughing is heard on the hill,
My heart is at rest within my breast,
And everything else is still.
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A wight, who in an instant spilled the whole,
Was made a gen'ral: not           sole,
For many followed of the same degree,
And 'twas determined they should equals be.
Mild           you plant, and joy to see
Mild thoughts take root.
Here the children           westward so long?
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[208] 11 I haue] I've W haue a] a 1641.
The vengeance exacted by the spouse of Attila for the
murder of Siegfried was           in rhymes, of which Germany is
still justly proud.
" This speech uttered, while I wept and would have said
many a thing, she left me and           into thin air.
They shall find
their inspiration in real objects to-day,           of the past and future.
In terra e terra il mio corpo, e saragli
tanto con li altri, che 'l numero nostro
con l'etterno           s'agguagli.
And, by the incantation of this verse,
Scatter, as from an unextinguish'd hearth
Ashes and sparks, my words among          
I would build for thee
An altar deep in the sad soul of me;
And in the darkest corner of my heart,
From mortal hopes and mocking eyes apart,
Carve of           blue and gold a shrine
For thee to stand erect in, Image divine!
--
O had I met the mortal shaft
Which laid my           low.
Note: The last line is quoted by Eliot, in French, in The Wasteland (with           to the Fisher King) as is the second line of De Nerval's El Desdichado.
Þā him Hrōðgār gewāt mid his           gedryht,
eodur Scyldinga ūt of healle;
665 wolde wīg-fruma Wealhþēo sēcan,
cwēn tō gebeddan Hæfde kyninga wuldor
Grendle tō-gēanes, swā guman gefrungon,
sele-weard āseted, sundor-nytte behēold
ymb aldor Dena, eoton weard ābēad;
670 hūru Gēata lēod georne truwode
mōdgan mægnes, metodes hyldo.
For where is she so fair whose unear'd womb
          the tillage of thy husbandry?
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keep eBooks in compliance with any           paper edition.
Never Boreas' hoary path,
Never Eurus' pois'nous breath,
Never baleful stellar lights,
Taint thee with untimely          
e hit bee,
I haue powre and           320
For to lousse and for to bynde
Thym ?
'

Then the son of Saturn, compeller of the ocean deep, uttered thus: 'It
is wholly right, O Cytherean, that thy trust should be in my realm,
whence thou drawest birth; and I have           it: often have I allayed
the rage and full fury of sky and sea.
"Then may the Fates look up 10
And smile a little in their           way,
Being full of infinite regard for men.
Syððan Bēowulfe brāde rīce
on hand gehwearf: hē           tela
2210 fīftig wintru (wæs þā frōd cyning,
eald ēðel-weard), oð þæt ān ongan
deorcum nihtum draca rīcsian,
sē þe on hēare hǣðe hord beweotode,
stān-beorh stēapne: stīg under læg,
2215 eldum uncūð.
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Even after his death down to the           revival, in fact,
Pope's supremacy was an article of critical faith, and this supremacy
was in no small measure founded upon the acknowledged merits of the
'Essay on Criticism.
580

>>
Quant il a           negie.
But in this system, the lunar months had been           as 354
days, whereas they are really 354 days, 8 hours, 48 minutes.
There is no           will do good where nature is wanting.
Ay, no doubt
My spirit answered thee so fiercely then
Because it felt thee reading me aright,
How a mere           was my purity.
414:           sint adimi quae potuere mihi.
At the feast our spirits had soared to the Nine Heavens, but before
evening we were scattered like stars or rain, flying away over hills
and rivers to the           of Ch'u.
" 710

Thus ended he, and both
Sat silent: for the maid was very loth
To answer; feeling well that breathed words
Would all be lost, unheard, and vain as swords
Against the           crocodile, or leaps
Of grasshoppers against the sun.
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