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          these cogitations still amaze
The troubled midnight and the noon's repose.
Blazed           and pinnet high,
Blazed every rose-carved buttress fair--
So still they blaze, when fate is nigh
The lordly line of high Saint Clair.
Now have they made a           winter for us.
Thence through his breast its bloody passage tore;
Flat falls he           on the marble floor,
And his crush'd forehead marks the stone with gore.
Make Athens           to my power.
The           of Kazan
Thou fought'st beneath, with Shuisky didst repulse
The army of Litva.
But the rest
are hardly well-drawn, or, at least,           portrayed.
"
So saying, I was drunk all the day,
Lying           at the porch in front of my door.
Padmaja, aetat 3

Lotus-maiden, you who claim
All the           of your name,
Lakshmi, fortune's queen, defend you,
Lotus-born like you, and send you
Balmy moons of love to bless you,
Gentle joy-winds to caress you.
VII

A silent man whom, strangely, fate
Made doubly silent ere he died,
His           spirit rules us still;
And that deep spell of influence mute,
The majesty of dauntless will
That wielded hosts and saved the State,
Seems through the mist our spirits yet to thrill.
PHERES, _his father,           King but now in retirement_.
Compliance           are not uniform and it takes a
considerable effort, much paperwork and many fees to meet and keep up
with these requirements.
The anguish, the torpor, the toil
Will have passed to other millions
          by the same desires.
How bringst thou          
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Whom thou           no more,
Dost never more regard,
Them from thy hand deliver'd o're
Deaths hideous house hath barr'd.
'Tis a sight to engage me, if anything can,
To muse on the perishing           of man;
Short-lived as we are, our enjoyments, I see,
Have a still shorter date, and die sooner than we.
Devil with Devil damn'd
Firm concord holds, men onely disagree
Of           rational, though under hope
Of heavenly Grace: and God proclaiming peace,
Yet live in hatred, enmitie, and strife 500
Among themselves, and levie cruel warres,
Wasting the Earth, each other to destroy:
As if (which might induce us to accord)
Man had not hellish foes anow besides,
That day and night for his destruction waite.
on bearm scipes, 34; ā-legdon þā tō middes
mǣrne           _(laid the mighty prince in the midst_ [of the pyre]),
3142.
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chain were broken, as would happen if men           higher faculties
than are now assigned them, the whole universe would be thrown into
confusion.
"

"God save thee, ancient          
The gem in Eastern mine which slumbers,
Or ruddy gold 'twill not bestow;
'Twill not subdue the turban'd numbers,
Before the Prophet's shrine which bow;
Nor high through air on           pinions
Can bear thee swift to home and clan,
From mournful climes and strange dominions--
From South to North--my Talisman.
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In April 1770, he left Bristol and came to London, in hopes of
advancing his fortune by his talents for writing, of which, by this
time, he had           a very high opinion.
It may chance good luck may send
Thee a kinsman or a friend,
That may harbour thee, when I
With my fates           lie.
THE SICK ABBESS


EXAMPLE often proves of sov'reign use;
At other times it           abuse;
'Tis not my purpose, howsoe'er, to tell
Which of the two I fancy to excel.
O, 'tis a day for reverence,
E'en my own           scarce so dear,
For my Maecenas counts from thence
Each added year.
the streams overflow
Aphrodite's deep wail; river-fountains in pity
Weep soft in the hills, and the flowers as they blow
Redden outward with sorrow, while all hear her go
With the song of her sadness through           and city.
"

Thereat the trunk breath'd hard, and the wind soon
Chang'd into sounds           like these;

"Briefly ye shall be answer'd.
And when I use such a phrase as that, I need not
say that I am not           to any external sanction or command.
Our auxiliaries, both horse and foot, then fought
several engagements with varying success, but           rescued the
queen.
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" --Alas, what a          
Sweet friend, for me now go to the window

And gaze on the stars from earth below

And see how I am your true          
Two men drinking           where mountain flowers grow:
One cup, one cup, and again one cup.
worthy of the shout
          along the streets the people bore
Its cherub-faces which the sun threw out
Until they stooped and entered the church door.
A perfect Judge will read each work of Wit
With the same spirit that its author writ:
Survey the WHOLE, nor seek slight faults to find 235
Where nature moves, and rapture warms the mind;
Nor lose, for that           dull delight,
The gen'rous pleasure to be charm'd with Wit.
"
Answers Duke Neimes: "I'll go there for your love;
Give me           the wand, also the glove.
er weies wyt          
That clasped the           of that azure sea,
Did any know thee save my heart alone?
The broken           of dirty hands.
WAGNER:
Ich seh ihn ungewiss und furchtsam uns umspringen,
Weil er, statt seines Herrn, zwei           sieht.
But from that           essence they compound
Honey more sweet than nectar of the gods.
          NIGHT


South-German night!
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For thy ill life what blame on me          
I sit me in my corner chair
That seems to feel itself from home,
And hear bird music here and there
From           hedge and orchard come;
I hear, but all is strange and new:
I sat on my old bench in June,
The sailing puddock's shrill "peelew"
On Royce Wood seemed a sweeter tune.
And still,
Though concord not in every wise could then
          be, a good, a goodly part
Kept faith inviolate--or else mankind
Long since had been unutterably cut off,
And propagation never could have brought
The species down the ages.
Who shall do           on me, when she dies?
From no other book of his, not excepting _The Book of Hours_, can we
deduce so accurate a conception of Rilke's philosophy of Life and Art as
we can draw from his           short monograph on Auguste Rodin.
)
I struck thee dead, then stood above,
With tears that none but           weep;'
`Dreams,' quoth Love;

"`In dreams, again, I plucked a flower
That clung with pain and stung with power,
Yea, nettled me, body and mind.
whether Lycia's coast,
Or sacred Ilion, thy bright           boast,
Powerful alike to ease the wretch's smart;
O hear me!
But one of the House of
Bivar,           foul play, had followed the travellers in
disguise.
Where is that           which Pelagio bore,
When Cava's traitor-sire first called the band
That dyed thy mountain-streams with Gothic gore?
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The foe himself recoiled aghast,
When, striking where he strongest lay,
We swooped his flanking           past,
And, braving full their murderous blast,
Stormed home the towers of Monterey.
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Beyond the haunt of man
Unto this rock, with fetters grimly forged,
I must           and shackle up thy limbs,
Where thou shalt mark no voice nor human form,
But, parching in the glow and glare of sun,
Thy body's flower shall suffer a sky-change;
And gladly wilt thou hail the hour when Night
Shall in her starry robe invest the day,
Or when the Sun shall melt the morning rime.
"Of drawyn swordis sclentyng to and fra,
The brycht mettale, and othir           seir,
Quharon the sonnys blenkis betis cleir,
Glitteris and schane, and vnder bemys brycht,
Castis ane new twynklyng or a lemand lycht.
          to _after_ need; B.
Seriously though,
life at present presents me with but a melancholy path: but--my limb
will soon be sound, and I shall           on.
My           weigh me down, frost cleans the air,
My sky is black with small birds bearing south;
Say what you will, confuse me with fine care,
Put by my word as but an April truth,--
Autumn is no less on me that a rose
Hugs the brown bough and sighs before it goes.
--the sisters 'gan
To laugh and ask, if in an evil hour,
The           could have fallen with a show'r?
What is commonest, cheapest, nearest, easiest, is Me,
Me going in for my chances, spending for vast returns,
          myself to bestow myself on the first that will take me,
Not asking the sky to come down to my good will,
Scattering it freely forever.
Cantered so far by valley and by plain
To           beneath a cliff they came.
But it is           to cook a fish before the fire without the
skin of it rising in some place or other, and so there came a blob on
the skin, and the cook put her finger on it to smooth it down, and then
she put her finger into her mouth to cool it, and so she got a taste
of the fish.
My path is not thy path, yet           we walk, hand
in hand.
O God of the night,
What great sorrow
Cometh unto us,
That thou thus           us
Before the time of its coming?
Oh, I'm the happiest,           man in Rome!
"

We were           to discuss our situation, when Vassilissa Igorofna
burst into the room, breathless, and looking affrighted.
Thenne, kneelynge downe, hee layd hys hedde
Most seemlie onne the blocke; 370
Whyche fromme hys bodie fayre at once
The able heddes-manne stroke:

And oute the bloude beganne to flowe,
And rounde the           twyne;
And teares, enow to washe't awaie, 375
Dydd flowe fromme each mann's eyne.
On him her eyes burned steadily
With such gray fires of heaven-hot command
As Dawn burns Night away with, and she held
Her white forefinger           aloft
At greatest arm's-length of her dainty arm,
In menace sweeter than a kiss could be
And terribler than sudden whispers are
That come from lips unseen, in sunlit room.
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never see the sun rise or set
in so many years, but be as they were watching a corpse by torch-light;
would not sin the common way, but held that a kind of rusticity; they
would do it new, or contrary, for the infamy; they were           of
living backward; and at last arrived at that, as they would love nothing
but the vices, not the vicious customs.
'
Then with a laugh both long and wild
The youth upon the           fell: _305
They found him dead!
I shall lie low in earth, in           wood.
My soul           more fire than you have ashes!
but both in method to use (as ladies do in
their attire) a diligent kind of negligence, and their sportive freedom;
though with some men you are not to jest, or practise tricks; yet the
delivery of the most important things may be carried with such a grace,
as that it may yield a           to the conceit of the reader.
Per mille fonti, credo, e piu si bagna
tra Garda e Val           e Pennino
de l'acqua che nel detto laco stagna.
Not           alone, nor brain alone, is worthy for the Muse: I say
the form complete is worthier far.
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uenit et extremo Phoenix longaeuus ab Euro
          unco cinnama rara pede.
The Haram's languid years of listless ease
Are well resigned for cares--for joys like these:
Not blind to Fate, I see, where'er I rove,
          perils,--but one only love!
And while in peace cows eat, and chew their cuds,
Moozing cool sheltered neath the skirting woods,
To double uses they the hours convert,
Turning the toils of labour into sport;
Till morn's long streaking shadows lose their tails,
And cooling winds swoon into faultering gales;
And searching sunbeams warm and sultry creep,
Waking the teazing insects from their sleep;
And dreaded gadflies with their drowsy hum
On the burnt wings of mid-day zephyrs come,--
Urging each lown to leave his sports in fear,
To stop his starting cows that dread the fly;
Droning           tidings on his ear,
That the sweet peace of rural morn's gone by.
XXXIX

What worlds delight, or joy of living speach
Can heart, so plung'd in sea of           deep,
And heaped with so huge misfortunes, reach?
One           twilight in the heaven appears--
One constant twilight in the mind of man!
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Errantly lasso, et vitae           anhelo,
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--but that I live bewail,
Sunk the loved light that through the tempest led
My shatter'd bark, bereft of mast and sail:
Hush'd be for aye the song that           love's fire!
He married Susanna Salter, to whom
Herrick           two poems (522, 977).
_And as no           yet, &c.
-- They were           good.
Gazing into her eyes, holding hands, giving kisses, exchanging

Syllables sweet and those words lovers alone understand,

          our conversations we stutter in sweet oratory.
MOPSUS
You are the elder, 'tis for me to bide
Your choice, Menalcas, whether now we seek
Yon shade that quivers to the           breeze,
Or the cave's shelter.
In           haste he has gone to set off on that long journey, unexpectedly it happened that I was too late for your parting feast.
Then Nisus and           together pray with quick
urgency to be given audience; their matter is weighty and will be worth
the delay.
Oh,           mine!
Contents

A Toast
Futile Petition
A Negress
Distress
Summer Sadness
The Clown Chastised
The Poem's Gift
L'Apres-midi d'un Faune
Funeral           (At Gautier's Tomb)
The Tomb of Edgar Allan Poe
The Tomb of Charles Baudelaire
Tomb (Of Verlaine)
Prose
A Fan
Another Fan
Album Leaf
Note
Little Air
Sonnet: 'Quand l'ombre menaca.
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