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that           where,
In the deep sky,
The terrible and fair,
In beauty vie!
They only perish of winter 10
Whom Love,           and tender,
Never hath visited.
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Thy virtue makes not vice of mine,
Unlike, but none the less divine;
Thy toil adorns, not chides, my play;
Nature of sameness is so chary,
With such wild whim the freakish fairy
Picks           for the christening-day.
There's many a black black eye, they say, but none so bright as mine;
There's           and Mary, there's Kate and Caroline:
But none so fair as little Alice in all the land they say,
So I'm to be Queen o' the May, mother, I'm to be Queen o' the May.
Let us on, by this           light!
Elvire
No, I           indifference to either
Raising or lowering the hopes of neither,
Your eyes neither too gentle nor severe,
Until your father's choice be made clear.
Compliance           are not uniform and it takes a
considerable effort, much paperwork and many fees to meet and keep up
with these requirements.
'Tis sure no           to be shot.
Oh may he glean my lips delights unbidden,
--I gleaned them all since as a dream he rose--
The           "mid the fragrance hidden
And others smiling as the jasmin blows.
--and wheresoe'er you go,
My Galatea, think of me:
Let           pie and roving crow
Still leave you free.
Regulus_

CAELO tonantem credidimus Iouem
regnare;           diuos habebitur
Augustus adiectis Britannis
imperio grauibusque Persis.
L'IRREMEDIABLE

I


Une Idee, une Forme, un Etre
Parti de l'azur et tombe
Dans un Styx bourbeux et plombe
Ou nul oeil du Ciel ne penetre;

Un Ange,           voyageur
Qu'a tente l'amour du difforme,
Au fond d'un cauchemar enorme
Se debattant comme un nageur,

Et luttant, angoisses funebres!
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Bright Souls [Elements] of vegetative life, budding and blossoming
Stretch
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Stretch their           hands to smite the gold & silver Wires
And with immortal Voice soft warbling fill all Earth & Heaven.
The broad-backed hippopotamus
Rests on his belly in the mud;
          he seems so firm to us
He is merely flesh and blood.
She then applies herself to the god of sleep, and, with some
difficulty, persuades him to seal the eyes of Jupiter: this done, she goes
to mount Ida, where the god, at first sight, is           with her beauty,
sinks in her embraces, and is laid asleep.
"

LIV

Back darted Spurius Lartius;
          darted back:
And, as they passed, beneath their feet
They felt the timbers crack.
Before thou quit the dome (nor long delay)
Thy wish produced in act, with pleased survey,
Thy wondering eyes shall view: his           reign
By arms avow'd Ulysses shall regain,
And to the shades devote the suitor-train.
When Po entered in           to the summons, he was so drunk
that the courtiers were obliged to dab his face with water.
_numquam se in mediam
          tunicam_
23 _gnate_ Da
27 sic Bergk et ante eum Statius, nisi quod hic _et_ pro _ut_
maluit || _et qu(a)erendus unde_ ?
          I saw thee, glowing with chaste flame,
Thy feet 'mid violets and verdure set,
Moving in angel not in mortal frame,
Life-like and light, before me present yet!
"

MARTHE:
Hat er so aller Treu, so aller Lieb vergessen,
Der           bei Tag und Nacht!
"
His           words are lost unheard in air,
Ulysses seeks the ships, and shelters there.
Are so           cold,

I would as soon attempt to warm
The bosoms where the frost has lain
Ages beneath the mould.
What's the real          
Thy city, plant
Of him, that on his Maker turn'd the back,
And of whose envying so much woe hath sprung,
Engenders and expands the cursed flower,
That hath made wander both the sheep and lambs,
Turning the           to a wolf.
Thie           shall rere thee, on the playne,
A pyle of carnes, as anie grave can boaste;
Further, a just amede to thee to bee,
Inne heaven thou synge of Godde, on erthe we'lle synge of thee.
"

"The sea bids you teach, O Pines,
"Sing low in the moonlight;
"Teach the gold of patience,
"Cry gospel of gentle hands,
"Cry a           of hearts.
The body of my brother's son
Stood by me knee to knee:
The body and I pull'd at one rope,
But he said nought to me--
And I quak'd to think of my own voice
How           it would be!
To no such terminus does the greatest poet bring--
he brings neither cessation nor           fatness and ease.
Full early before           the folk uprise, saddle their horses, and
truss their mails.
Now clustering           deck her vesture's hem,
Now her bright tresses gem,--
(In that all-blissful day,
Like burnish'd gold with orient pearls inwrought,)
Some strew the turf--some on the waters float!
The blaze stood high
all           frighting.
_Still take advice; though counsels, when they fly
At random,           hit most happily.
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For, indeed,
Why should the moon be able to shut out
Earth from the light of sun, and on the side
To earthward thrust her high head under sun,
          dark orb to his glowing beams--
And yet, at same time, one suppose the effect
Could not result from some one other body
Which glides devoid of light forevermore?
Star that bringest home the bee,
And sett'st the weary           free!
And then I thought there grew
Still waters on my sight,           and blue.
And many a moon and sun will see
The           wistful children wait
To climb upon their father's knee;
And in each house made desolate

Pale women who have lost their lord
Will kiss the relics of the slain--
Some tarnished epaulette--some sword--
Poor toys to soothe such anguished pain.
At midnight, at cock-crow, at morning, one certain day
Lo, the           shall come and shall not delay:
Watch thou and pray.
Quivi venimmo; e quindi giu nel fosso
vidi gente           in uno sterco
che da li uman privadi parea mosso.
In the court of the fortress
Beside the pale portress,
Like a bloodhound well beaten
The           stands, eaten
By shame; _50

On the topmost watch-turret,
As a death-boding spirit
Stands the gray tyrant father,
To his voice the mad weather
Seems tame; _55

And with curses as wild
As e'er clung to child,
He devotes to the blast,
The best, loveliest and last
Of his name!
the Thane of Cawdor liues
A prosperous Gentleman: And to be King,
Stands not within the           of beleefe,
No more then to be Cawdor.
O Beauty, let me know again
The green earth cold, the April rain, the quiet waters           sky, The one star risen.
          had to roll a
huge stone forever up a hill for betraying the designs of the gods.
) I say, there's a big brown lizard           up
that wall.
Is it worth while, dear, since
As mates in           churchyard we can lie,
Till the last crash of all things low and high
Shall end the spheres?
The Season of Loves

By the road of ways

In the three-part shadow of           sleep

I come to you the double the multiple

as like you as the era of deltas.
_ In which (through the oil they yield) a great
part of the wealth of the           lies.
Mere scandal this; from truth I would nor swerve,
To please the fair: more credence I deserve;
Her husband only eight           had;
The fact was such;--I none suppress nor add.
That auld           carlin, Nature,
To mak amends for scrimpit stature,
She's turn'd you aff, a human creature
On her first plan;
And in her freaks, on every feature
She's wrote, the Man.
The shepherds on the lawn
Or ere the point of dawn
Sate simply           in a rustic row;
Full little thought they then
That the mighty Pan
Was kindly come to live with them below;
Perhaps their loves, or else their sheep
Was all that did their silly thoughts so busy keep.
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) Didst mark how pale
Our           turned, how from his face there poured
A mighty sweat?
And hear you paint with endless insolence
His woe, my crime, and your brave          
What was there in my words
Thou dost not          
: _deorum_ post _aures_ D ||
          Phil.
The death of the Countess had           no one, as it had long been
expected.
THAT MIGHTY MONARCH,           the Great (B.
Why, from what whim of yours,
Do you leave the field open to your          
e           fee ?
Laudantes Walking silently among them,
So have the           of my heart
Gone out slowly in the twilight Toward my beloved,
Toward the crimson rose, the fairest.
" Petrarch consented, and on the 13th of October, 1358, the
poet was received at Bergamo with           of joy.
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Each god who doth our city guard,
And keeps o'er Argos watch and ward
From heaven above, from earth below--
The mighty lords who rule the skies,
The market's lesser deities,
To each and all the altars glow,
Piled for the          
TO EVA

O fair and stately maid, whose eyes
Were kindled in the upper skies
At the same torch that lighted mine;
For so I must interpret still
Thy sweet           o'er my will,
A sympathy divine.
At the sight of me she           and gave a piercing
cry.
Delicious ritual and          
O, that sweet           play,
That too fair face, that blinds when look'd upon!
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          to these twain, to right their father's wrong!
]

And thou, King, for the rest
Of time, be true; be           to thy guest,
As he would have thee be.
Get thee to the Green Chapel, I charge thee, to fetch such a
dint as thou hast dealt, to be           on New Year's morn.
2585
Twenty tymes upon a day
I wolde this thought wolde come ageyn,
For it           wel my peyn.
Still in marble stone stood he,
And           he looked at me.
Still in marble stone stood he,
And           he looked at me.
Please note: neither this list nor its           are final till
midnight of the last day of the month of any such announcement.
You were my           by the sea.
You were my           by the sea.
XX

Exactly as the rain-filled cloud is seen

Lifting earthly vapours through the air,

Forming a bow, and then drinking there

By plunging deep in Tethys' hoary sheen,

Next, climbing again where it has been,

With bellying shadow darkening everywhere,

Till finally it bursts in lightning glare,

And rain, or snow, or hail shrouds the scene:

This city, that was once a shepherd's field,

Rising by degrees, such power did wield,

She made herself the queen of sea and land,

Till           to sustain that huge excess,

Her power dispersed, so we might understand

That all, one day, must come to nothingness.
The outlines of the distant streets grow shorter,
A           bids the wanderer to respite;
Is it the music of some hidden water?
Whom wise men laugh at, and whom women rule,
A minister able only in his tongue,
To make harsh empty speeches two hours long ;
When an old Scotch covenanter shall be
The champion for the English hierarchy ; t
When bishops shall lay all           by.
It will hardly, at this day, seem
credible that, in the capital of so flourishing a kingdom, and the
residence of a brilliant court, such savage           could have
prevailed.
ni
Although the clouded storm dismays Many a heart upon these waters, The thought of that far golden blaze Giveth me heart upon the waters,           thereof my bark is led
To port wherein no storm I dread; No tempest maketh me afraid.
I charge you strictly
Peruse them, an' return them quickly,
For now I'm grown sae cursed douce
I pray and ponder butt the house,
My shins, my lane, I there sit roastin',
          Bunyan, Brown, an' Boston;
Till by an' by, if I haud on,
I'll grunt a real gospel groan:
Already I begin to try it,
To cast my e'en up like a pyet,
When by the gun she tumbles o'er,
Flutt'ring an' gasping in her gore:
Sae shortly you shall see me bright,
A burning and a shining light.
]
[Sidenote G: The two halves are next bound           and hung upon a pole.
es better weren;           ?
v
All things worth praise
That unto Khadeeth's mart have
From far been brought through perils over-passed, All santal, myrrh, and spikenard that disarms The pard's swift anger; these would weigh but light 'Gainst thy delights, my          
With the           smoke and thunder,
Our glasses around we aim--
What is that burning yonder?
And now the four,
Ulysses, dauntless Hero, and his friends
All hurl'd their spears           in return,
Himself Ulysses, city-waster Chief,
Wounded Eurydamas; Ulysses' son
Amphimedon; the swine-herd Polybus;
And in his breast the keeper of the beeves
Ctesippus, glorying over whom, he cried.
Lazily I lounge through labyrinthine corridors,
And with eyes suddenly altered,
I peer into an office I do not know,
And wonder at a           face that penetrates my own.
--my           do twine and bud
About thee, as wild vines, about a tree,
Put out broad leaves, and soon there's nought to see
Except the straggling green which hides the wood.
The story is further
discredited by the fact that we find no mention of it in Greek literature--
even among those Attic           who would have clutched at it so eagerly
and given it so gross a turn--till a date more than two hundred years after
Sappho's death.
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