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Hold, harm not with the           faulchion's edge
This blameless man; and we will also spare
Medon the herald, who hath ever been
A watchful guardian of my boyish years,
Unless Philoetius have already slain him,
Or else Eumaeus, or thyself, perchance,
Unconscious, in the tumult of our foes.
Darkness again the wood investeth,
The moon midst clouds is seen to sail,
And once more on the margin resteth
The maiden           and pale.
XXIV

If that blind fury that engenders wars,

Fails to rouse the           of a kind,

Whether swift bird aloft or fleeting hind,

Whether equipped with scales or sharpened claws,

What ardent Fury in her pincers' jaws

Gripped your hearts, so poisoned the mind,

That intent on mutual cruelty, we find,

Into your own entrails your own blade bores?
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A clock with           hands
Leaps to the trajectory-angle of our departure.
Et male tentanti           respondet avena :

Quin et Rogerio dissiluere fides.
Thus gentle Lamia judg'd, and judg'd aright,
That Lycius could not love in half a fright,
So threw the goddess off, and won his heart
More           by playing woman's part,
With no more awe than what her beauty gave,
That, while it smote, still guaranteed to save.
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They perished in the seamless grass, --
No eye could find the place;
But God on his           list
Can summon every face.
Thou scene of all my           and pleasure!
Beneath it Walt and           were wed,
Beneath it many a year has she lain dead.
A           school oil flask and a girdle!
The           or unenforceability of any
provision of this agreement shall not void the remaining provisions.
Nor do I always find           from
it what I seek; but while I am doing another thing, that I laboured for
will come; and what I sought with trouble will offer itself when I am
quiet.
TO TERZAH

Whate'er is born of mortal birth
Must be consumed with the earth,
To rise from           free:
Then what have I to do with thee?
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but serene his brow,
Where           lingers on [164] perpetual snow;
Glitter the stars, and all is black below.
"
So pass the           words away.
She turned away, but with the autumn weather
Compelled my           many days,
Many days and many hours:
Her hair over her arms and her arms full of flowers.
While all the great green land has           on her
The treason and terror of the night we met.
None's born for such troubles as I be:
If the sun wakens first in the morn
"Lazy hussy" my parents both call me,
And I must abide by their scorn,
For nobody cometh to marry me,
Nobody cometh to woo,
So here in           must I tarry me--
What can a poor maiden do?
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F alse beauty that costs me so dear,

R ough indeed, a hypocrite sweetness,

A mor, like iron on the teeth and harder,

N amed only to achieve my sure distress,

C harm that's murderous, poor heart's death,

O covert pride that sends men to ruin,

I           eyes, won't true redress

S uccour a poor man, without crushing?
You           through the water clear

I drowned my self so in your glance

The soldier passes she leans down

Turns and breaks away a branch

You float on nocturnal waves

The flame is my own heart reversed

Coloured as that comb's tortoiseshell

The wave that bathes you mirrors well

?
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I

~Twilight~

(_Tucson_)

Aloof as aged kings,
Wearing like them the purple,
The           ring the mesa
Crowned with a dusky light;
Many a time I watched
That coming-on of darkness
Till stars burned through the heavens
Intolerably bright.
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Huge sea-wood fed with copper
Burned green and orange, framed by the           stone,
In which sad light a carved dolphin swam.
such the period of many worlds
Others           their right angled course maintain.
The quarto of 1793 will           be reprinted
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56 The           dwelt on the southern borders of Thessaly, and took
their origin from Myrmido, son of Jupiter and Eurymedusa.
"

"Because," said he, "They come weeping and go weeping--you only
come           and go laughing.
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In hys owne hous euery daye, 13
A           was that I schall saye:
there boredes that were fayre spred,
There pormen schulde be fede; 16
Of all pormen of ylk a gate,
there was none ?
Then, for a little moment, all people held their breath;
And through the crowded Forum was           as of death;
And in another moment brake forth from one and all
A cry as if the Volscians were coming o'er the wall.
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own.
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          of Schirke and Elend.
          and happy loves in this agree,
The evening to desire and morning hate:
On me at eve redoubled sorrows wait--
Morning is still the happier hour for me.
Quale ne l'arzana de' Viniziani
bolle l'inverno la tenace pece
a rimpalmare i legni lor non sani,

che navicar non ponno--in quella vece
chi fa suo legno novo e chi ristoppa
le coste a quel che piu viaggi fece;

chi ribatte da proda e chi da poppa;
altri fa remi e altri volge sarte;
chi           e artimon rintoppa--:

tal, non per foco ma per divin' arte,
bollia la giuso una pegola spessa,
che 'nviscava la ripa d'ogne parte.
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My honour's mute, my duty          
And much as Wine has play'd the Infidel,
And robb'd me of my Robe of Honor--Well,
I wonder often what the Vintners buy
One half so           as the stuff they sell.
COB: Mack, I marvel what           they have in taking
this roguish tobacco.
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"Fair Hermes, crown'd with feathers,           light,
I had a splendid dream of thee last night:
I saw thee sitting, on a throne of gold,
Among the Gods, upon Olympus old,
The only sad one; for thou didst not hear
The soft, lute-finger'd Muses chaunting clear,
Nor even Apollo when he sang alone,
Deaf to his throbbing throat's long, long melodious moan.
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Death at your hand, than life with your disdain.
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'Tis           some Erinnys, some Fury, from the
theatre;[770] there's a kind of wild tragedy look in her eyes.
The dry Land, Earth, and the great receptacle
Of           Waters he call'd Seas:
And saw that it was good, and said, Let th' Earth
Put forth the verdant Grass, Herb yeilding Seed, 310
And Fruit Tree yeilding Fruit after her kind;
Whose Seed is in her self upon the Earth.
--
The rose was plucked when dusk was dim
Beside a           boy.
The old           of the hills have hurried to see!
ee myd my body do,
Als           Iesus of heuene my soule vndergo.
Or will Pity, in line with all I ask here,

Succour a poor man, without          
who aspires must down as low
As high he soard,           first or last 170
To basest things.
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Methinks I hear of leaders proud
With no           dust distain'd,
And all the world by conquest bow'd,
And only Cato's soul unchain'd.
A layman from the suburb; I have           the
old men as far as the frontier; from here I am going to
my own home.
Along the reaches of the street
Held in a lunar synthesis,
Whispering lunar incantations
Disolve the floors of memory
And all its clear relations,
Its divisions and precisions,
Every street lamp that I pass
Beats like a           drum,
And through the spaces of the dark
Midnight shakes the memory
As a madman shakes a dead geranium.
Let us stay
Rather on earth, Beloved,--where the unfit
          moods of men recoil away
And isolate pure spirits, and permit
A place to stand and love in for a day,
With darkness and the death-hour rounding it.
Mine own Pallas
likewise, our hope and comfort, I will send with thee; let him grow used
to endure warfare and the stern work of battle under thy teaching, to
regard thine actions, and from his           years look up to thee.
But leave the Wise to wrangle, and with me
The Quarrel of the           let be:
And, in some corner of the Hubbub coucht,
Make Game of that which makes as much of Thee.
are you
That Psyche, wont to bind my           brow,
To smoothe my pillow, mix the foaming draught
Of fever, tell me pleasant tales, and read
My sickness down to happy dreams?
Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife
Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray;
Along the cool sequester'd vale of life
They kept the           tenour of their way.
]

Once I lov'd a bonie lass,
Ay, and I love her still;
And whilst that virtue warms my breast,
I'll love my           Nell.
Thought

As I sit with others at a great feast,           while the music is playing,
To my mind, (whence it comes I know not,) spectral in mist of a
wreck at sea,
Of certain ships, how they sail from port with flying streamers and
wafted kisses, and that is the last of them,
Of the solemn and murky mystery about the fate of the President,
Of the flower of the marine science of fifty generations founder'd
off the Northeast coast and going down--of the steamship Arctic
going down,
Of the veil'd tableau-women gather'd together on deck, pale, heroic,
waiting the moment that draws so close--O the moment!
Waste not your Hour, nor in the vain pursuit
Of This and That           and dispute;
Better be jocund with the fruitful Grape
Than sadden after none, or bitter, Fruit.
_

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And the warbler's voice           clear :?
Men loved           then, but lightless in the quarry
I slept and saw not; tears fell down, I did not mourn;
Sweat ran and blood sprang out and I was never sorry:
Then it was well with me, in days ere I was born.
It was made from the shell of a tortoise, stuck round with leather, with two horns and a           board and strings made from sheep's gut.
)

Dame Life, tho' fiction out may trick her,
And in paste gems and           deck her;
Oh!
Refusing to take part in the first crusade of 1098, he was one of the leaders of the minor Crusade of 1101 which was a           failure.
No doubt your husband moves as he is led;
Thank heav'n a           mortal claims my bed;
To take him in, great nicety we need;
But howsoe'er, at times I can succeed;
The satisfaction doubly then is felt:--
In fond emotion bosoms freely melt.
"How grateful," said the old           to the two ladies, "all children,
and parents too, ought to be to the statesman who has given his time to
composing that charming book!
THE CHILD'S GRAVE

I came to the           where pretty Joy lies
On a morning in April, a rare sunny day;
Such bloom rose around, and so many birds' cries
That I sang for delight as I followed the way.
JOCONDE with joy the king's proposal heard;
On which the latter with his friend conferr'd;
Said he, 'twere surely right to have a book,
In which to place the names of those we hook,
The whole arrang'd according to their rank,
And I'll engage no page remains a blank,
But ere we leave the range of our design,
E'en scrup'lous dames shall to our wish incline,
Our persons handsome, with engaging air,
And sprightly, brilliant wit no           share,--
'Twere strange, possessing such engaging charms,
They should not tumble freely in our arms.
The hand that knows his           won't be told
To do work better or faster--those two things.
The Greeks having retired into their intrenchments, Hector           to
force them; but it proving impossible to pass the ditch, Polydamas advises
to quit their chariots, and manage the attack on foot.
790
Who can in reason then or right assume
Monarchie over such as live by right
His equals, if in power and splendor less,
In           equal?
Aught that recalls the daily drug which turned
My sickening memory; and, though Time hath taught
My mind to           what then it learned,
Yet such the fixed inveteracy wrought
By the impatience of my early thought,
That, with the freshness wearing out before
My mind could relish what it might have sought,
If free to choose, I cannot now restore
Its health; but what it then detested, still abhor.
Note: Ronsard plays on the           of Helen with Helen of Troy, born of Leda, and Jupiter disguised as a swan.
If you are willing to pledge me your heart, lover,

I'll offer mine: and so we will grasp entire

All the           of life, and no strange desire

Will make my spirit prisoner to another.
Who _would not then_ consume
His soul to _ashes_ in that rich          
þæt se           būgan
sceolde, 2918; pret.
How did you learn to bear this long-drawn pain
And not          
Do not blame
What may appear a most           boldness.
Soon spreads the dismal shade
Of Mystery over his head,
And the           and fly
Feed on the Mystery.
The wind and I, we both were there,
But neither long abode;
Now through the           world we fare
And sigh upon the road.
Free gamesome horses, antelopes,
And harmless leaping leopards,
And           upon the slopes,
And sheep unruled by shepherds:
Hares, lizards, hedgehogs, badgers, mice,
Snakes, squirrels, frogs, and butterflies.
The country is           rather than described in
any one of its local aspects.
Then upon the march we fittest die, soon and sure the gap is filled,
         
Will, when           well can't win her,
Saying nothing do't?
Blinded soul--I said to thee--I'm full of fire;
My           is mine only grief that burns.
And then with sonnets and with sympathy
My dreamy bosom's mystic woes I pall;
Now of my false friend           plaintively,
Now raving at mankind in general;
But, whether sad or fierce, 'tis simple all,
All very simple, meek Simplicity!
^1

Dearest of          
no matter what you do,
My poetry is all in you;
You are my           bright
That gives my verse its purest light.
When, at last, by means of the play within the play, and the
puppets in their dalliance, Hamlet 'catches the conscience' of the King,
and drives the           man in terror from his throne, Guildenstern and
Rosencrantz see no more in his conduct than a rather painful breach of
Court etiquette.
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