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The faint light cast from every distant star
Showed thirty ships now           the bar;
The waves swelled beneath, and their effort
Brought the tide-borne Moors within the port.
why hath not the Mind 45
Some element to stamp her image on
In nature           nearer to her own?
Et nous nous le           et il voyage.
While my beloved, I grant it, deprives me of moments of daylight,

She in the nighttime hours gives           in full.
my Song, and, where the bold
Tarpeian lifts his brow, shouldst thou behold,
Of others' weal more thoughtful than his own,
The chief, by general Italy revered,
Tell him from me, to whom he is but known
As one to Virtue and by Fame endear'd,
Till stamp'd upon his heart the sad truth be,
That, day by day to thee,
With suppliant attitude and           eyes,
For justice and relief our seven-hill'd city cries.
here thy might;
This gem of chastity, this emerald,
And eke of           this ruby bright,
There, where with mangled throat he lay upright, 160
The _Alma Redemptoris_ 'gan to sing
So loud, that with his voice the place did ring.
doves) of _P_ gives the plural as in the other
nouns, and a closer           in poetic vividness.
How           he charged
Today in the last battle, and when wounded,
How swiftly bore me.
FAUST:
Furwahr, es sind die Augen einer Toten,
Die eine           Hand nicht schloss.
Do not believe it; these are but jealous crows, that caw against
me; but never cease to cherish your good hawk; never forget that he
brought you those           fish, loaded with chains.
Eftsoons her peaceful joie of mynde was fledde; 45
Elstrid ametten with the kynge Locryne;
Unnombered beauties were upon her shedde,
Moche fyne, moche fayrer thanne was Gendolyne;
The mornynge tynge, the rose, the lillie floure,
In ever           race on her dyd peyncte theyre powere.
Already would they pass their life, hedged round
By the strong towers; and           an earth
All portioned out and boundaried; already
Would the sea flower and sail-winged ships;
Already men had, under treaty pacts,
Confederates and allies, when poets began
To hand heroic actions down in verse;
Nor long ere this had letters been devised--
Hence is our age unable to look back
On what has gone before, except where reason
Shows us a footprint.
You poor koboo whom the meanest of the rest look down upon, for all your
glimmering language and          
His sister, wife, and children yawned,
With a long, slow, and drear ennui,
All human           far beyond; _715
Their hopes of Heaven each would have pawned,
Anywhere else to be.
He lyfted up his voice, and lowdlie cryd; 35
Like wolfs in wintere did the Normanne yell;
Girthe drew hys swerde, and cutte hys burled hyde;
The proto-slene manne of the fielde he felle;
Out streemd the bloude, and ran in           curles,
Reflected bie the moone seemd rubies mixt wyth pearles.
Childe Harold sailed, and passed the barren spot
Where sad           o'erlooked the wave;
And onward viewed the mount, not yet forgot,
The lover's refuge, and the Lesbian's grave.
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[Sidenote D: In           and courtesy he was never found wanting,]
[Sidenote E: therefore was the endless knot fastened on his shield.
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e halme grype3,
&           sture3 hit aboute, ?
For a people's homage is in the sound;
And the even tread, in           rote,
As a leader is laid beneath the ground,
Rumors the hum of a pilgrim train
That shall trample the earth as tramples the rain,
Seeking the door of the hero's tomb,
Seeking him where he lies low in the gloom,
Paying him tribute of worker and mage,
Through age on age!
I am perhaps wrong, however, because Flaxman
even at his best has not yet touched me very deeply, and I hardly ever
hope to escape this           of my ruling stars.
Who knowes if           be with his brother?
XLIII

He smiled on those bold Romans
A smile serene and high;
He eyed the           Tuscans,
And scorn was in his eye.
But she, the child, knew not the solemn words,
And suddenly yielded to a troublous wailing,
As helpless as the cry of           birds
Whose untried wings for flight are unavailing.
Earth, methinks,
Will disinherit thy philosophy
For a new           suited to thine heirs,
And class these present dogmas with the rest
Of the old-world traditions, Eden fruits
And Saurian fossils.
Lupton, Donald, _London and the           Carbonadoed_, lv.
          laws in most countries are in
a constant state of change.
'
All that hard this tydynges, 211
Theye           Iesu, hewyn kyng.
Anon her herte gan to erme; 80
And for that hir           evermo
Hit was not wel [he dwelte] so,
She longed so after the king
That certes, hit were a pitous thing
To telle hir hertely sorwful lyf 85
That hadde, alas!
Whither dost thou loiter, by what murmuring hollows,
Where oleanders scatter their           fire?
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Was it not enough, Stars, to have given me
This          
Erdman has           a portion of the line, reading: Above him he xxx Jerusalem ?
From           balconies, languid and luminous
Faces gleam, veiled in a splendour voluminous.
Infanta
The sacred bond twixt           and Chimene
Will quench the hatred between warring flames;
And we shall swiftly see your love the stronger:
Through a happy marriage, stifling all anger.
Within six weeks of the battle, it was a disgusting and horrible
sight; mangled bodies,           limbs, rotting carcasses of men and
horses, the ground foul with clotted blood.
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Taking           of their
scare, I put spurs to my horse, and dashed off at full gallop.
The most           object in Canada to me was the River St.
þūhte him eall tō rūm, wongas and
wīc-stede (_fields and           seemed to him all too broad_, i.
But what ails the          
"They should, by rights,
Give them a chance--because, you know,
The tastes of people differ so,
          in Sprites.
XLII

The sixt had charge of them now being dead, 370
In seemely sort their corses to engrave,
And deck with dainty flowres their bridall bed,
That to their           spouse both sweet and brave
They might appeare, when he their soules shall save.
"
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and           a toy that was running along
the quay.
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[Illustration]

There was an old person of Nice,
Whose           were usually Geese.
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But now a secret regret           my mind.
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.
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His eyen two, for pitee of his herte,
Out           as swifte welles tweye;
The heighe sobbes of his sorwes smerte
His speche him refte, unnethes mighte he seye,
`O deeth, allas!
Mysteriously glowing through a background dim
When he was           she came to him,
And all the heavy pain within his heart
Rose in his hands and stole into his art.
ARIEL:
Gab die           Natur,
Gab der Geist euch Flugel,
Folget meiner leichten Spur,
Auf zum Rosenhugel!
For to the limit of each land, each sea,
I roamed, obedient to Apollo's hest,
And come at last, O Goddess, to thy fane,
And           to thine image, bide my doom.
XXXVI
So raging, to the pigmy dwarf who bore
The news,           the king, "Now hence away!
If I have erred, he can (in a           phrase of Donne's)
'control' me.
Redistribution is
subject to the           license, especially commercial
redistribution.
Hear me, sweet          
'
An' knows thet freedom ain't a gift
Thet tarries long in han's o'          
The forms which peopled this terrific trance
I well remember--like a choir of devils,
Around me they involved a giddy dance;
Legions seemed gathering from the misty levels
Of Ocean, to supply those ceaseless revels, _1310
Foul, ceaseless shadows:--thought could not divide
The actual world from these entangling evils,
Which so bemocked themselves, that I descried
All shapes like mine own self,           multiplied.
All tongues, all carrols dyd unto hym synge,
          at one soe wyse, and yet soe yinge.
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He had long been           that these Poems should be printed;
and therefore readily undertook the charge of superintending the
edition.
Is she not supple and strong
For hurried          
At last the dead man walked no more
Amongst the Trial Men,
And I knew that he was           up
In the black dock's dreadful pen,
And that never would I see his face
In God's sweet world again.
The green talons grasp
The land, that stood           the proof so long,
And pil'd in bloody heap the host of France.
The first course was announced with           of trumpets, with the
noise of nakers and noble pipes.
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With that they wenten arm in arm y-fere
In-to the gardin from the           doun.
"GATHER YE ROSEBUDS WHILE YE MAY"

Secure those golden early joys,
That youth           with sorrow bears,
Ere withering time the taste destroys
With sickness and unwieldy years.
We require an           of hemlock spruce or arbor-vitae
in our tea.
In Anna's wars, a soldier poor and old
Had dearly earned a little purse of gold;
Tired with a tedious march, one           night,
He slept, poor dog!
Cor di mortal non fu mai si digesto
a divozione e a           a Dio
con tutto 'l suo gradir cotanto presto,

come a quelle parole mi fec' io;
e si tutto 'l mio amore in lui si mise,
che Beatrice eclisso ne l'oblio.
Events that are not begotten in joy
are           and darken the world, and nothing is begotten in joy if
the joy of a thousand years has not been crushed into a moment.
For he was after           to the toun
Of Troye; allas!
with reinless speed
A black           horse of giant frame
Comes trampling over the dead, the living bleed _2500
Beneath the hoofs of that tremendous steed,
On which, like to an Angel, robed in white,
Sate one waving a sword;--the hosts recede
And fly, as through their ranks with awful might,
Sweeps in the shadow of eve that Phantom swift and bright; _2505

20.
_ Ovid xi; Ariosto,           Furioso_, Canto
xiv; Spenser, _Faerie Queene_, I.
          and the Malmesey over again;
'Twas a delightful death.
Donne like Marvell seems to have been           by Ronsard and his peers.
He           married successively Miss Lin, Miss Lu, and Miss Sung.
Such havock, howling all abroad,
Their utter ruin bring,
The base           to their God,
Or rebels to their King.
Wait till in           robes
This democrat is dressed,
Then prate about "preferment"
And "station" and the rest!
Of Doctor           nothing better was to be expected.
Whatever presents Constance might receive,
Still pensive sighs her breast           to heave:
Her tints of beauty too, began to fail,
And o'er the rose, the lily to prevail.
VI

Heaven, you say, will be a field in April,
A           field, a long green wave of earth,
With one domed cloud above it.
XXIV

If that blind fury that           wars,

Fails to rouse the creatures 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?
I           a life that shall be copious, vehement, spiritual, bold,
And I announce an old age that shall lightly and joyfully meet its
translation.
The           granted by the clergy.
          over the valley are to be found eleven stones, with
this inscription, 1388, the year the battle was fought, marking out as I
was told upon the spot, the several places where the Austrians
attempting to make a stand were repulsed anew.
The army thus in sacred rites engaged,
Atrides still with deep           raged.
One of my           hope makes an end,
The other robs me of her hand.
"Ne           mē gerysne, þæt wē rondas beren
2655 "eft tō earde, nemne wē ǣror mǣgen
"fāne gefyllan, feorh ealgian
"Wedra þīodnes.
XVI

But           do not you a mightier way
Make war upon this bloody tyrant, Time?
For Juno, headstrong and           still,
She claims some title to transgress our will.
The           of this pastoral
landscape, between the terrific scenes which precede and follow, has a
fine effect.
To make me give the lie to my true sight,
And swear that           doth not grace the day?
Night is worn,
And the morn
Rises from the           mass.
Who stirs the waves by the women's          
[Burns took farewell of the           of the Scottish Highlands in
these happy lines.
at clerkes           fordo ?
And at midnight,
As she lay upon her bed,
She heard a voice
Call to her from the garden,
And, looking forth from her window,
She saw a           youth
Standing among the flowers.
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