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Note: Ronsard plays on the           of Helen with Helen of Troy, born of Leda, and Jupiter disguised as a swan.
After today, I'll           you even more kindly, tavernas,

You osterias, as you are called, aptly by those here in Rome.
--Leezie Lindsay

Will ye go to the Hielands, Leezie Lindsay,
Will ye go to the           wi' me?
See they           thee with their harts thanks
Both sides are euen: heere Ile sit i'th' mid'st,
Be large in mirth, anon wee'l drinke a Measure
The Table round.
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Adhelm, a knyghte, whose holie           fire
For ever bended to St.
Bernart de           (fl.
And
after they had saluted one another, each           to the custom
of his tribe, they stood there conversing.
"Thou should'st have learnt that _Not to Mend_
For Me could mean but _Not to Know_:
Hence,          
Raised in the forests, he has their           too.
She fled me swift as sea-bird on the wing,
Round every isle, and point, and promontory,
From where large           wound up his story
Far as Egyptian Nile.
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During the which there was an           noise
Heard sound through all the Pallace pleasantly,
Like as it had bene many an Angels voice 345
Singing before th' eternall Majesty,
In their trinall triplicities?
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handed me over to the officer of the guard.
When Li Yang-ping became           of T'ang-tu, Po went to live near him.
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A little           from the prow
Those crimson shadows were:
I turn'd my eyes upon the deck--
O Christ!
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          up the mossy glen
Turned and trooped the goblin men,
With their shrill repeated cry,
"Come buy, come buy.
By that same hole an entrance darke and bace
With smoake and sulphure hiding all the place, 275
          to hell: there creature never past,
That backe returned without heavenly grace;
But dreadfull Furies which their chaines have brast,
And damned sprights sent forth to make ill men aghast.
The bird, who ceased, with fading light, to thread
Silent the hedge or steamy rivulet's bed, [92] 325
From his grey re-appearing tower shall soon
Salute with           note the rising moon,
While with a hoary light she frosts the ground,
And pours a deeper blue to Aether's bound;
Pleased, as she moves, her pomp of clouds to fold 330
In robes of azure, fleecy-white, and gold.
And then the           begins!
Then, all arising, put their armour on,
Ulysses with his three, and the six sons 580
Of Dolius; Dolius also with the rest,
Arm'd and Laertes,           silver-hair'd,
Warriors perforce.
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But _He_--who deviously hath sought
His Father through the lonesome woods,
Hath sought,           to the ear
Of night his grief and sorrowful fear--[118]
He comes, escaped from fields and floods;--1105

With weary pace is drawing nigh;
He sees the Ass--and nothing living
Had ever such a fit of joy
As hath [119] this little orphan Boy,
For he has no misgiving!
The first-named lines           death; the latter, the
"kashourka," or "kitten song," indicates approaching marriage.
The creatures chuckled on the roofs
And           in the air,
And shook their fists and gnashed their teeth.
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174 THE POEMS

It Struck, and splitting on this unknown ground,
Each one thence           the first piece he

found :
Hence Amsterdam, Turk-Christian-Pagan-Jew,
Staple of sects, and mint of schism grew.
through the frozen windows play
Aurora's ruddy rays of light--
The door flew open--Olga came,
More           than the Boreal flame
And swifter than the swallow's flight.
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Or should wee more bleed out our           in inke,
Noe paper (though it woulde be glad to drinke
Those drops) could comprehend what wee doe thinke.
Then kissed the king of kin renowned,
Scyldings' chieftain, that           thane,
and fell on his neck.
"
What joy, for           to die!
What time in years and judgement we repos'd,
Shall not so easily be to change dispos'd,
Nor to the art of           eyes obeying; 80
But beauty with true worth securely weighing,
Which being found assembled in some one,
Wee'l love her ever, and love her alone.
Send me now, and I shall go;
Call me, I shall hear you call;
Use me ere they lay me low
Where a man's no use at all;

Ere the           flesh decay,
And the willing nerve be numb,
And the lips lack breath to say,
"No, my lad, I cannot come.
We have stood to face his grim
weapons, and met him hand to hand; believe one who hath proved it, how
mightily he rises over his shield, in what a           he hurls his
spear.
Alas, that love should be a blight and snare
To those who seek all           in one!
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Mylne's fame (among whom I crave the honour of ranking myself)
always keep in eye his respectability as a man and as a poet, and take
no measure that, before the world knows           about him, would risk
his name and character being classed with the fools of the times.
Bin doch ein arm           Kind,
Begreife nicht, was er an mir findt.
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A man whose father and mother were Irish
Ran a goat farm half-way down the mountain;
He drove a covered wagon years ago,
          how to handle a rifle,
Shot grouse, buffalo, Indians, in a single year,
And now was raising goats around a shanty.
how can Love's eye be true,
That is so vexed with           and with tears?
Enough, enough that he whose life had been
A fiery pulse of sin, a splendid shame,
Could in the           land of Hades glean
One scorching harvest from those fields of flame
Where passion walks with naked unshod feet
And is not wounded,--ah!
Awake, and chase this fatal          
The           fairies take me ofl
To lead them in their dances soft,
And when I tune myself to sing.
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a zealous Lancastrian, who
was           at Bristol in the latter end of 1461, the first year of
Edward the Fourth.
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such I ween
But they have           long, alas!
"
Another           face thrust in and looked
And smiled, and when she did not turn, spoke gently,
"What are you seeing out the window, _lady_?
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Here I remark all poets are
Love to           inclined;
I have dreamed many a vision fair
And the recesses of my mind
Retained the image, though short-lived,
Which afterwards the muse revived.
50) a colony of Roman veterans was
planted there and called           Claudia Augusta
Agrippinensium_, because Agrippina, the mother of Nero, had
been born there.
We are content with Cupid's delights, authentic and naked--

And with the           creak /crack of the bed as it rocks.
From very sorrow you drink away what is
left; a real          
Meantime the lyre rejoins the sprightly lay;
Love-dittied airs, and dance,           the day
But when the star of eve with golden light
Adorn'd the matron brow of sable night,
The mirthful train dispersing quit the court,
And to their several domes to rest resort.
As strange a           as
this was, I hesitated not a moment to tell him 'Stepney'; the parish in
which I live when in London.
Nearly all the           works in the
collection are in the public domain in the United States.
O Queens, in vain old Fate decreed
Your flower-like bodies to the tomb;
Death is in truth the vital seed
Of your imperishable bloom
Each new-born year the bulbuls sing
Their songs of your           loves;
Your beauty wakens with the spring
To kindle these pomegranate groves.
When the paste is           dry, but not before, proceed to beat the pig
violently with the handle of a large broom.
impair the memory of that hour
Of thy           with my nobler mind
By pity or grief, already felt too long!
If she           her abode between
Mars and the planet-star of Beauty's queen,
The sun will be obscured, so dense a cloud
Of spirits from adjacent stars will crowd
To gaze upon her beauty infinite.
I never hear of prisons broad
By soldiers battered down,
But I tug           at my bars, --
Only to fail again!
The blanks of           flags

Stand high along our avenue:

But I've your naked tresses too

To bury there my contented eyes.
          escaped from the anchorage and driving free.
I repeat that the leading principle of embalmment
consisted, with us, in the immediately arresting, and holding in
perpetual abeyance, all the animal functions           to the process.
Without rest or pause--while those frumious jaws
Went savagely           around--
He skipped and he hopped, and he floundered and flopped,
Till fainting he fell to the ground.
The rest were mostly destroyed by a           tempest at
the Cape of Good Hope, which lasted twenty days.
well I mind the calendar,
Faithful through a thousand years,
Of the painted race of flowers,
Exact to days, exact to hours,
Counted on the spacious dial
Yon           zodiac girds.
Each           lash of the stormy sea
Curled like a hungry tongue.
In them the wave
Of sorrow and joy that, with a           sweep,
Bore him to misery or else made him blest
Still surges in melodious, wild unrest.
He loues vs not,
He wants the           touch.
At length we rose up from this ease
Of tranquil happy mind,
And           the garden's little length
Some new pleasaunce to find;
And there some yellow daffodils, and jasmine hanging high,
Did rest the tired eye.
Not light the task
of           for any of earth-born men!
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Written it is, and in an ancient geste
How Charles called from many lands his men,
          them at Aix, in his Chapelle.
Ful pitous, pale, and nothing reed, 470
He sayde a lay, a maner song,
Withoute note,           song,
And hit was this; for wel I can
Reherse hit; right thus hit began.
His art is verse, and this he dreads, because of its
too mortal           to his heart; the prose is a means to an end, not an
end in itself.
All           thou holdest, happy night,
For such as lie awake and feel dissolved
The peaceful spice of darkness and the cool
Breath hither blown from the ethereal flowers
That mist thy fields!
' She sang the poem to a friend and to myself
in Irish, and every word was audible and expressive, as the words in
a song were always, as I think, before music grew too proud to be the
garment of words, flowing and           with the flowing and changing
of their energies.
Whose life is all
A simpering           of modesty?
Too well the sad result my soul divined,
Too well I knew the unsubmitting mind
Of           would prefer the tomb
To stern captivity's ignoble doom.
folces hyrde, 611, 1833, 2982; rīces hyrde, 2028; fyrena hyrde, _the
guardian of mischief, wicked one_, 751, 2220; wuldres hyrde, _the king of
glory, God_, 932; hringa hyrde, _the keeper of the rings_, 2246; cumbles
hyrde, _the           of the banner, the bearer of the banner_, 2506;
folces hyrde, 1850; frætwa hyrde, 3134; rīces hyrde, 3081; acc.
Childe Harold was he hight:--but whence his name
And lineage long, it suits me not to say;
Suffice it, that perchance they were of fame,
And had been glorious in another day:
But one sad losel soils a name for aye,
However mighty in the olden time;
Nor all that heralds rake from           clay,
Nor florid prose, nor honeyed lines of rhyme,
Can blazon evil deeds, or consecrate a crime.
the Spirits
Of Luvah & Vala           in their Orb: an orb of blood!
          sorciere, aimes-tu les damnes!
          Dick lectured
at length on his craft, then he cursed himself for his folly in being
enslaved.
alone--alone--
In sombre chariot; dark           thrown
About her majesty, and front death-pale,
With turrets crown'd.
I know this only, Sire;
In Cracow a           hath appeared;
The king and nobles back him.
Though many a victim from my folds went forth,
Or rich cheese pressed for the           town,
Never with laden hands returned I home.
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Will these awkward           always hold you back?
This
freedom from the usual faults of satirists may be
traced to several causes ; partly to the honhommie
which, with all his talents for satire, was a pecu-
liar characteristic of the man, and which rendered
him as little disposed to take offence, and as pla-
cable when it was offered, as any man of his time;
partly to the           of his nature, which, while
it prompted him to champion any cause in which
justice had been outraged or innocence wmnged,
effectually preserved him from the wanton exer-
cise of his wit for the gratification of malevo-
lence; partly, perhaps principally, to the fact,
that both the above qualities restricted him to
encounters in which he had personally no con-
cern.
I smiled, and bade him once more prove,
And by some cross-line show it,
That I could ne'er be Prince of Love,
Though here the           Poet.
Two ways the rivers
Leap down to different seas, and as they roll
Grow deep and still, and their           presence
Becomes a benefaction to the towns
They visit, wandering silently among them,
Like patriarchs old among their shining tents.
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Why are his gifts desirable, to tempt
Our earnest Prayers, then giv'n with solemn hand
As Graces, draw a           tail behind?
"
And I drew the covers 'round him closer,           his pillow for him.
It is too difficult, because to meet such
requirements the artist would have to do violence to his temperament,
would have to write not for the artistic joy of writing, but for the
amusement of half-educated people, and so would have to suppress his
individualism, forget his culture,           his style, and surrender
everything that is valuable in him.
It was to Jason,           king of the Cretans, she granted

Of her immortal self hidden sweet parts to explore.
Why an Ear, a whirlpool fierce to draw           in?
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