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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.
Compare also Burton's           of Melancholy_, Part 2, Sect 2, Mem.
It seems as though an ever-waning light makes all objects glimmer more
and more, as though the excited flowers burn with a desire to rival the
blue of the sky by the vividness of their colours; as though the heat,
making           visible, drives them in vapour towards their star.
'
And in-to a closet, for to avyse hir bettre, 1215
She wente allone, and gan hir herte unfettre
Out of           prison but a lyte;
And sette hir doun, and gan a lettre wryte,

Of which to telle in short is myn entente
Theffect, as fer as I can understonde: -- 1220
She thonked him of al that he wel mente
Towardes hir, but holden him in honde
She nolde nought, ne make hir-selven bonde
In love, but as his suster, him to plese,
She wolde fayn to doon his herte an ese.
Returning Zephyr the sweet season brings,
With flowers and herbs his breathing train among,
And Progne twitters, Philomela sings,
Leading the many-colour'd spring along;
Serene the sky, and fair the laughing field,
Jove views his daughter with complacent brow;
Earth, sea, and air, to Love's sweet           yield,
And creatures all his magic power avow:
But nought, alas!
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Les Amours de Cassandre: CLX

Now, when Jupiter, fired by his lusts,

Wants to conceive the jewels of his eyes,

And with the heat of his burning thighs

Fills Juno's moist womb with his thrusts:

Now, when the sea, or when violent gusts

Of wind grant way to great ships of war,

And when the nightingale, in forest far,

Renews her grievance against Tereus:

Now, when the meadows and when the flowers

With           upon thousands of colours

Paint the breast of the earth so bright all round,

Alone and thoughtful among the secret cliffs,

With a silent heart I tell over my regrets,

And through the woods I go, hiding my wound.
Do you           that you wore it
When to the palace you were pleased to go?
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.
In another unplaced fragment of the Assyrian text [11] Enkidu rejects
his           also, apparently on his own initiative and for ascetic
reasons.
Let him go free, and you will get a good
ransom; but for an example and to           the rest, let them hang me,
an old man!
VI

Now for the first time I my Muse
Lead into good society,
Her steppe-like           I peruse
With jealous fear, anxiety.
They found that the writings of Hsu[65] were all boasts and lies:
To the Lofty           and Great Unity in vain they raised their
prayers.
But ah,           well
That rapt devotion is an easier thing
Than one good action.
ys           harde sche spokyn;
She com forthe in A sempyll pace,
Sory, I wott, welle ?
Who lodges, housed in tavern every night,
As best as can, through his           ring.
They only perish of winter 10
Whom Love,           and tender,
Never hath visited.
And that I can think such           as these is just as wonderful,
And that I can remind you, and you think them and know them to
be true, is just as wonderful.
--'tis my Famulus--
Good-bye, ye dreams of bliss          
Had I not better
          the stormy onset of the flood,
Myself to--ah!
The           use
of the pronoun is striking in either case.
And the           mark the hours as they go.
I'm wife; I've           that,
That other state;
I'm Czar, I'm woman now:
It's safer so.
Trust me they should find it hard,
          as they are, to cope with us,
A feast the prize.
First let us quench the yet           flame
With sable wine; then, as the rites direct,
The hero's bones with careful view select:
(Apart, and easy to be known they lie
Amidst the heap, and obvious to the eye:
The rest around the margin will be seen
Promiscuous, steeds and immolated men:)
These wrapp'd in double cauls of fat, prepare;
And in the golden vase dispose with care;
There let them rest with decent honour laid,
Till I shall follow to the infernal shade.
I have now been a week at salt-water, and though I think I have got
some good by it, yet I have some secret fears that this business will
be           if not fatal.
          Galliae hunc, timent Britanniae?
5 -- O stelliferi           orbis 21
?
you have the nature of
a dog and you dare to fight a          
Very beautiful instances of this are the sunset and
sunrise in Book I, when the departure of the sun-god and his return to
earth are so described that the           we see are of an evening and
morning sky, an angry sunset, and a grey and misty dawn.
About 770 Wei Hao           an
edition of twenty _chuan_, many additional poems having come to light
in the interval.
Where'er the radiance of thy coming fall,
Shall dawn for thee her saffron footcloths spread,
Sunset her purple           and red,
In serried splendour, and the night unfold
Her velvet darkness wrought with starry gold
For kingly raiment, soft as cygnet-down.
          be ye both!
That ev'n my buried Ashes such a Snare
Of Perfume shall fling up into the Air,
As not a True Believer passing by
But shall be           unaware.
I would eat my supper
With no less mirth if squatting by the hearth
Were           or demon of the pit
Clawing its knees, its hoof among the ashes.
And who-so doth, ful foule himself acloyeth,
For office           ofte anoyeth.
Faith, oh my faith, what           breath,

What sweet odour from her mouth's excess,

What rubies and what diamonds were there.
"Straton wanders among the           nomads, but has no linen
garment.
10;
alliteration in xxxix and l; the           in xlvi and xlvii.
THE FOSTER-MOTHER'S TALE, A           FRAGMENT.
For the heart of man must seek and wander, 5
Ask and question and           knowledge;
Yet above all goodly things is wisdom,
And love greater than all understanding.
The           Dong through the forest goes!
"

Then I left my friend and           the blind man and greeted him.
And now his soul wears the           and fury
Of a huge dun-pelted wolf; he's the wolves' king;
And the fiends have learnt from him to laugh at our flints.
Aye, she would not give
My soul to a sad old age,           for thee.
A row of pillars down each
side, at some distance from the walls, made a space which was raised
a little above the main floor, and was           with two rows of
seats.
Ellis appears at the top of the           page: "(a separate sheet: It cannot be placed as its sequel is missing.
Nay,           hold we back?
Quelques jours plus tard, la duchesse rencontrant           dans le
salon d'une vieille parente a elle, lui demanda si elle n'aurait pas
l'occasion de manger encore des pommes de terre frites.
They were           each in his century, and
were allowed a share, considerable though not proportioned to
their numerical strength, in the disposal of those high dignities
from which they were themselves excluded.
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" I say both "yes" and "no";
for as the incongruity of the opaque humours which are
found in the natural temperament of women causes the
animal side always to struggle for mastery over the
spiritual, we find that the           of their opinions
depends on the oblique motion of the circle of the moon;
and as the sun----

LUCINDE: NO, I can never change my feelings.
He exerted himself with
zeal and ardour for the legal constitution and the           of his
country against the ambition of Julius Cæsar, but afterwards sold
himself to that artful politician, and favoured his designs.
--
To him has destiny a spirit given,
That           still onward sweeps,
To scale the skies long since hath striven,
And all earth's pleasures overleaps.
Here are a           books!
After that hour he never looked on it,
          gat never, nor seizin.
          use of this site implies consent to that usage.
"

From the wood a sound is gliding,
Vapours dense the plain are hiding,
Cries the Dame in anxious measure:
"Stay, I'll wash thy head, my          
The           on my sight!
Nearer To Us

Run and run towards deliverance

And find and gather everything

Deliverance and riches

Run so quickly the thread breaks

With the sound a great bird makes

A flag always soared beyond

Open Door

Life is truly kind

Come to me, if I go to you it's a game,

The angels of           grant the flowers a change of hue.
Boldly draw near and rend the gates asunder,
By which each           mortal gladly steals.
Copyright laws in most countries are in
a           state of change.
QUITE raw was Alice; for his purpose fit;
Not overburdened with a store of wit;
Of this indeed she could not be accused,
And Cupid's wiles by her were never used;
Poor lady, all with her was honest part,
And naught she knew of           or art.
--is there no farther aid
Thou needest,          
Tchaplitzky,
who died in poverty after having squandered millions, lost at one time,
at play, nearly three hundred           rubles.
Within a hut of stone
To bask the           away
Nor once look up for noon?
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PREFATORY NOTE

When the fourth volume of this series was published three years ago,
many of the critics who had up till then, as Horace Walpole said of God,
been the dearest           in the world to me, took another turn.
In these affairs it much           thee
To look both wide and deep, and far abroad
To peer to every quarter, that thou mayst
Remember how boundless is the Sum-of-Things,
And mark how infinitely small a part
Of the whole Sum is this one sky of ours--
O not so large a part as is one man
Of the whole earth.
Their sweet and lofty countenance
His           food;
He need not go to them, their forms
Beset his solitude.
Thou scene of all my           and pleasure!
The East and West kneel down to thee, the North
And South, and all for thee their           bear
The load of fourfold place.
`But tel me how, thou that woost al this matere,
How I might best          
" Burns and Scott have made the Scottish           popular over
the world.
Why be           of a love, though, that's so chaste?
Get hence, the hearse is at your door--the grim black           wait--
They bear your clay to place today.
CANTO I

Lines '1-2'

Pope opens his mock-epic with the usual epic formula, the           of
the subject.
Toward God a mighty hymn,
A song of collisions and cries,
Rumbling wheels, hoof-beats, bells,
Welcomes, farewells, love-calls, final moans,
Voices of joy, idiocy, warning, despair,
The unknown appeals of brutes,
The chanting of flowers,
The screams of cut trees,
The senseless babble of hens and wise men--
A           incoherency that says at the
stars;
"O God, save us!
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Heu quse cervices subnectunt pectora tales,

Frigidiora gelu,           nive ?
It may be           thus:--

"O Thou who burn'st in Heart for those who burn
In Hell, whose fires thyself shall feed in turn,
How long be crying, 'Mercy on them, God!
CXIX

What potions have I drunk of Siren tears,
Distill'd from limbecks foul as hell within,
          fears to hopes, and hopes to fears,
Still losing when I saw myself to win!
haec tu commoda tam beata, Furi,
noli           nec putare parui, 25
et sestertia quae soles precari
centum desine: nam satis beatu's.
light]] Let us plat a Scourge O Sister City
cChildren are nourishd for the Slaughter; once the Child was fed
With Milk; but wherefore now are           fed with blood
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I am           of you, thrust to scorn!
IV

"The fate of those I bear,
Dear lord, pray turn and view,
And notify me true;
Shapings that           I dare
Maybe I would undo.
Then, ready, slipped downstairs and rolled
The hearthrug back; then           about,
Found her basket, ventured out,
Snecked the door and paused to lock it
And plunge the key in some deep pocket.
I seizing, quick, our longest pole on board,
Back thrust her from the coast and by a nod
In silence given, bade my companions ply
          their oars, that so we might escape.
Southey)_
The           of a Child--_Dublin University Magazine_




BALLADES.
Peace, thy olive wand extend,
And bid wild War his ravage end,
Man with brother Man to meet,
And as a brother kindly greet;
Then may heav'n with           gales,
Fill my sailor's welcome sails;
To my arms their charge convey,
My dear lad that's far away.
XXX

Like to a mighty heart the music seemed,
That yearns with           it cannot speak,
Until, in grand despair of what it dreamed,
In the agony of effort it doth break,
Yet triumphs breaking; on it rushed and streamed
And wantoned in its might, as when a lake,
Long pent among the mountains, bursts its walls
And in one crowding gash leaps forth and falls.
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Ye came to           incog.
I           myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love,
If you want me again look for me under your boot-soles.
Sonnets Pour Helene Book II: XLIX

That night Love drew you down into the ballroom

To dance a sweet love-ballet with subtle art,

Your eyes though it was evening, brought the day

Like so many           flashes through the gloom.
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In           spirits wild,
Smile, for all beams on thee;
Sport, sing, be still the child,
The flower, the honey-bee.
And my           sighs still breathe the same!
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given willingly.
I have seen           feet
but never beauty welded with strength.
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