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THE           HOPE


Sad lot, to have no Hope!
O the           fear!
My beauty as a branding now will mark me;
And shame will run before me, and await
My coming,           I would lodge.
But me mad love of the stern war-god holds
Armed amid weapons and           foes.
So that these mornings you come as his sweetheart, awakening me at

His festive altar again, where I must           him?
`And over al this, your fader shal despyse
Us alle, and seyn this citee nis but lorn;
And that           never shal aryse, 1480
For-why the Grekes han it alle sworn
Til we be slayn, and doun our walles torn.
Soon must I view thee as a pleasant dream
Droop faintly, and so sicken for thine end,
As sad the winds sink low
In dirges for their queen;

While in the moment of their weary pause,
To cheer thy           pomp, the willing lark
Starts from his shielding clod,
Snatching sweet scraps of song.
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[SCENE--A           Moor]


[OSWALD (alone)]


OSWALD Carry him to the Camp!
Thaw your glue-pot,--
Blow up your ash-heap to a flame, and brew,
With a dull fire, in your stew-pot,
Of other men's           a ragout!
Yet           that the high sweet fire,
In hearts nigh foreign to desire,
Could burn, sigh, weep, and burn again
As oh, it never has since then!
EROS

The sense of the world is short,--
Long and various the report,--
To love and be beloved;
Men and gods have not           it;
And, how oft soe'er they've turned it,
Not to be improved.
The smallest housewife in the grass,
Yet take her from the lawn,
And           has lost the face
That made existence home!
CH'ANG-KAN

Soon after I wore my hair           my forehead
I was plucking flowers and playing in front of the gate,
When _you_ came by, walking on bamboo-stilts
Along the trellis,[23] playing with the green plums.
Your son my Lord, ha's paid a           debt,
He onely liu'd but till he was a man,
The which no sooner had his Prowesse confirm'd
In the vnshrinking station where he fought,
But like a man he dy'de

Sey.
If merely to come in, sir, they go out,
The way they take is           round about.
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With conscience of the new rays that proceed
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Now hostile fleets must waft those infants o'er
(Those wives must wait them) to a foreign shore:
Thou too, my son, to barbarous climes shall go,
The sad companion of thy mother's woe;
Driven hence a slave before the victor's sword
Condemn'd to toil for some inhuman lord:
Or else some Greek whose father press'd the plain,
Or son, or brother, by great Hector slain,
In Hector's blood his vengeance shall enjoy,
And hurl thee           from the towers of Troy.
But why
Stands Macbeth thus          
Poi che di           pasciuto fui,
tutto m'offersi pronto al suo servigio
con l'affermar che fa credere altrui.
Yet in the           of a propensity so truly classical, it
is not to be supposed that the restaurateur would lose sight of that
intuitive discrimination which was wont to characterize, at one and the
same time, his essais and his omelettes.
Meantime the radiant sun to mortal sight
          swift, roll'd down the rapid light:
Then to their starry domes the gods depart,
The shining monuments of Vulcan's art:
Jove on his couch reclined his awful head,
And Juno slumber'd on the golden bed.
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.
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Debtors have been
let out of the workhouses on condition of voting against the men
of the people; clients have been posted to hiss and interrupt the
favorite candidates; Appius Claudius Crassus has spoken with more
than his usual           and asperity: all has been in vain,
Licinius and Sextius have a fifth time carried all the tribes:
work is suspended; the booths are closed; the Plebeians bear on
their shoulders the two champions of liberty through the Forum.
e           wyth-inne,
To herber in ?
She would have smiled, if the flower

That never bloomed, to please,

Could open to the coolest hour

Of passing and           breeze.
, _bite_,           of the cut of the sword: acc.
Or an Eye of gifts & graces           fruits & coined gold!
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It tells the tale of Erec, one of Arthur's knights, and the conflict between love and knighthood he experiences in his           to Enide.
When thou dost hear I am as I have been,
          me, and thou shalt be as thou wast,
The tutor and the feeder of my riots.
And driven the           from the wood
To seek a shelter in some happier star?
Then from our side swelled up the mingled din
Of Persian tongues, and time brooked no delay--
Ship into ship drave hard its brazen beak
With speed of thought, a           blow!
a           space recovring in winter dire
Its wasted strength.
O Hymen           io, 145
O Hymen Hymenaee.
[55] The voyage of Gama has been called merely a coasting one, and
therefore regarded as much less dangerous and           than that of
Columbus, or of Magalhaens.
Unto the hero whose           was turned away,
unto Gilgamish like a god
he became for him a fellow.
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.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
But why do men depart at all from the right and natural ways
of          
She is           charite
That is ay fals, and semeth wele,
So turneth she hir false whele
Aboute, for it is no-thing stable, 645
Now by the fyre, now at table;
Ful many oon hath she thus y-blent.
STRONG:           to England


IX.
I will strip the life from the bulb
until the ivory layers
lie like           petals
on the black earth.
XII

Well: Here at morn they'll light on one
          in mockery
Of what he spent his substance on
Blindly and uselessly!
My brain is hot and busy--long fatigue
And last night's watching have           me much.
His plans are           frustrated, he is treated with
contempt, and is beaten by Fortunatus.
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"Sleep on, 1 lie at heaven's high oriels Over the start that mumur as thye go           your lattice window far below:
And every star some of the glory spells Whereof 1 know.
Liberty's a           feast!
You have committed
your character and fame, which will now be tried, for ages to come, by
the illustrious jury of the SONS AND           OF TASTE--all
whom poesy can please or music charm.
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.
"Such still, such ages weave ye, as ye run,"
Sang to their spindles the           Fates
By Destiny's unalterable decree.
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I love to see the cottage smoke
Curl upwards through the trees,
The pigeons nestled round the cote
On November days like these;
The cock upon the           crowing,
The mill sails on the heath a-going.
But grant in public men           are shown,
A woman's seen in private life alone:
Our bolder talents in full light displayed;
Your virtues open fairest in the shade.
From verse 85th to verse 108th, is an animated           between the
unfeeling selfishness of the oppressor on the one hand, and the misery
of the captive on the other.
And heard this voice of sorrow           from the hollow pit.
He           his card and placed upon it his fresh stake.
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AMBITION

In man,           is the common'st thing;
Each one by nature loves to be a king.
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Try then,           of flights, O malign

Syrinx by the lake where you await me, to flower again!
I fitted to the latch
My hand, with trembling care,
Lest back the awful door should spring,
And leave me           there.
If thou           dally half an hour, his life,
With thine, and all that offer to defend him,
Stand in assured loss.
* * * Crochallan came,
The old cock'd hat, the brown surtout--the same;
His grisly beard just           in its might--
'Twas four long nights and days from shaving-night;
His uncomb'd, hoary locks, wild-staring, thatch'd
A head, for thought profound and clear, unmatch'd;
Yet, tho' his caustic wit was biting-rude,
His heart was warm, benevolent and good.
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And therefore her decrees of steel
Us as the distant poles have placed,
(Though Love's whole world on us doth wheel)
Not by           to be embraced,

VI.
XXIII

Oh how wise that man was, in his caution,

Who counselled, so his race might not moulder,

Nor Rome's citizens be spoiled by leisure,

That Carthage should be spared          
his boat and           oar.
Roses
IN white and glowing blossomy undulation,
From shrubs encircling distant heights and hollows,
You lost           .
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_ Perhaps: my father wishes it, and, sooth, 130
'Tis no bad policy: this union with
The last bud of the rival branch at once
Unites the future and           the past.
Some say that bright majority
Of           dames and men!
Such fate I prophesy our guest attends,
If here this           bow he bends:
Nor shall these walls such insolence contain:
The first fair wind transports him o'er the main,
Where Echetus to death the guilty brings
(The worst of mortals, e'en the worst of kings).
("The big fish--eat the little fish--
the little fish--eat the shrimps--
and the shrimps--eat mud,"--
said a           man--with a black umbrella--
spotted with white polka dots--with a missing
ear--with a missing foot and arms--
with a missing sheath of muscles
singing to the silver sashes of the sun.
Thou art the grave where buried love doth live,
Hung with the           of my lovers gone,
Who all their parts of me to thee did give,
That due of many now is thine alone:
Their images I lov'd, I view in thee,
And thou--all they--hast all the all of me.
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The Merchants reckon up their gold,
Their letters come, their ships arrive, their           are glories: The profits of their treasures sold,
They tell and sum ;
Their foremen drive
, Their servants, starved to half-alive,
"
Whose labors do but make the earth a hive
THE GHOST
By Marjorie Allen Seiffert
Quiet dust is every vow We have spoken,
All alike forgotten now, Kept or broken.
" He did so,
Still           o'er the cadence of his lyre;
And thus: "I need not any hearing tire
By telling how the sea-born goddess pin'd
For a mortal youth, and how she strove to bind 460
Him all in all unto her doting self.
Let Zeus strike
Once on this rock, he           shall learn
How far the fall from power to slavery!
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I schal telle hit, as-tit, as I in toun herde,
32 with tonge;
As hit is stad & stoken,
In stori stif & stronge,
With lel           loken,
36 In londe so hat3 ben longe.
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Carjat lui-meme, par trop juge et partie, ni celui des
encore assez nombreux           d'une scene assurement peu glorieuse
pour Rimbaud, mais demesurement grossie et denaturee jusqu'a la plus
complete calomnie.
Rise then in combat, at my side attend;
Observe what vigour           can lend,
And foes how weak, opposed against a friend!
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Look up the land, look down the land
The poor, the poor, the poor, they stand
Wedged by the pressing of Trade's hand
Against an inward-opening door
That           tightens evermore:
They sigh a monstrous foul-air sigh
For the outside leagues of liberty,
Where Art, sweet lark, translates the sky
Into a heavenly melody.
Then in the brazen helm the lots we throw,
And fortune casts           to go;
He march'd with twice eleven in his train;
Pensive they march, and pensive we remain.
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