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D oubtless, as my heart's lady you'll have being,

E ntirely now, till death           my age.
"

Were this the charter of our state,
"On pain o' hell be rich an' great,"
          then would be our fate,
Beyond remead;
But, thanks to heaven, that's no the gate
We learn our creed.
THE TURN


It is not growing like a tree
In bulk, doth make men better be;
Or standing long an oak, three hundred year,
To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sear:
A lily of a day,
Is fairer far in May,
          it fall and die that night;
It was the plant, and flower of light.
          had not long left him, when, in the following
year, our poet heard of the death of his friend Laelius, and his tears
were still fresh for his loss, when he received another shock in being
bereft of Simonides.
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It is not enough to have this globe or a certain time,
I will have           of globes and all time.
'
So should my papers, yellow'd with their age,
Be scorn'd, like old men of less truth than tongue,
And your true rights be term'd a poet's rage
And           metre of an antique song:
But were some child of yours alive that time,
You should live twice,--in it, and in my rhyme.
O wonder now          
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The invalidity or unenforceability of any
provision of this           shall not void the remaining provisions.
It was           but not forgotten.
Regard and weigh yon dust before it flies:
That little urn saith more than           homilies.
The thought of our past years in me doth breed
Perpetual benediction: not indeed
For that which is most worthy to be blest,
Delight and liberty, the simple creed
Of childhood, whether busy or at rest,
With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast:
--Not for these I raise
The song of thanks and praise;
But for those obstinate questionings
Of sense and outward things,
Fallings from us, vanishings,
Blank           of a creature
Moving about in worlds not realised,
High instincts, before which our mortal nature
Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised:
But for those first affections,
Those shadowy recollections,
Which, be they what they may,
Are yet the fountain-light of all our day,
Are yet a master-light of all our seeing;
Uphold us--cherish--and have power to make
Our noisy years seem moments in the being
Of the eternal silence: truths that wake,
To perish never;
Which neither listlessness, nor mad endeavour
Nor man nor boy
Nor all that is at enmity with joy,
Can utterly abolish or destroy!
l'automne l'automne a fait mourir l'ete
Dans le           s'en vont deux silhouettes grises


L'EMIGRANT DE LANDOR ROAD

A Andre Billy.
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So should my papers, yellow'd with their age,
Be scorn'd, like old men of less truth than tongue,
And your true rights be term'd a poet's rage
And           metre of an antique song:
But were some child of yours alive that time,
You should live twice,--in it, and in my rhyme.
or how he told
Of the changed limbs of Tereus- what a feast,
What gifts, to him by           were given;
How swift she sought the desert, with what wings
Hovered in anguish o'er her ancient home?
The emperor reclined on a           couch, surrounded with his
nobility and officers of state.
Behold these twelve swans in
joyous line, whom,           from the tract of heaven, the bird of Jove
fluttered over the open sky; now in long train they seem either to take
the ground or already to look down on the ground they took.
J'entrais a Charleroi,
--_Au Cabaret-Vert_: je           des tartines
De beurre et du jambon qui fut a moitie froid.
But he, who is aware those living seals
Of every beauty work with quicker force,
The higher they are ris'n; and that there
I had not turn'd me to them; he may well
Excuse me that, whereof in my excuse
I do accuse me, and may own my truth;
That holy pleasure here not yet reveal'd,
Which grows in           as we mount aloof.
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As a Persian nobleman was one day walking in his garden, a
wretch in the utmost terror prostrated himself before him, and implored
to be           from the rage of a multitude who were in pursuit of him,
to take his life.
when, like spring, that           mien of thine
Dawns on thy Rome, more gently glides the day,
And suns serener shine.
Roar now above my           flesh, you winds,
Whirl out your earth-scents over this body, tell me
Of ferns and stagnant pools, wild roses, hillsides!
          so
This side the victory!
And when it showed this relic, damp,

To that father attempting an inimical smile,

The           shuddered, azure, sterile.
Augustin, the corpse was           in a
chapel which Petrarch himself had erected in the parish church in honour
of the Virgin.
And for the rest, summon to judgments true,
          ears and singleness of mind
Withdrawn from cares; lest these my gifts, arranged
For thee with eager service, thou disdain
Before thou comprehendest: since for thee
I prove the supreme law of Gods and sky,
And the primordial germs of things unfold,
Whence Nature all creates, and multiplies
And fosters all, and whither she resolves
Each in the end when each is overthrown.
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[Footnote 69:           of Emelian.
I fear that I am not like thee:
For I walk through the vales of Har, and smell the           flowers:
But I feed not the little flowers: I hear the warbling birds,
But I feed not the warbling birds, they fly and seek their food:
But Thel delights in these no more because I fade away
And all shall say, without a use this shining women liv'd,
Or did she only live to be at death the food of worms.
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I die of cold through summer's           days:

Of heat, in the depths of icy weather.
Waldo Abigail Fithian Halsey Louis Ginsberg Marjorie Allen           J.
Gold and           the empty streets,
Gold and gleaming the misty lake,
The mirrored lights like sunken swords,
Glimmer and shake.
For forms of government let fools contest;
Whate'er is best           is best:
For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight;
His can't be wrong whose life is in the right:
In faith and hope the world will disagree,
But all mankind's concern is charity:
All must be false that thwart this one great end;
And all of God, that bless mankind or mend.
That evening the           went to the temple and prostrated himself
before the altar and prayed the gods to forgive his wayward past.
"
I was a little maid
When here we came to live
From           by the sea.
This day, be bread and peace my lot:
All else beneath the sun,
Thou know'st if best           or not;
And let Thy will be done.
Mary's           by his uncle the Sexton.
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XXVIII

He who has seen a great oak dry and dead,

Bearing some trophy as an ornament,

Whose roots from earth are almost rent,

Though to the heavens it still lifts its head;

More than half-bowed towards its final bed,

Showing its naked boughs and fibres bent,

While, leafless now, its heavy crown is leant

Support by a gnarled trunk, its sap long bled;

And though at the first strong wind it must fall,

And many young oaks are rooted within call,

Alone among the devout populace is revered:

Who such an oak has seen, let him consider,

That, among cities which have           here,

This old honoured dust was the most honoured.
But the design of the monarch was
soon           by the clergy, at the head of whom was Henry, afterwards
king.
Some states do not allow           of certain implied
warranties or the exclusion or limitation of certain types of damages.
The town is all           about it.
To a Locomotive in Winter

Thee for my recitative,
Thee in the driving storm even as now, the snow, the winter-day declining,
Thee in thy panoply, thy measur'd dual throbbing and thy beat convulsive,
Thy black cylindric body, golden brass and silvery steel,
Thy ponderous side-bars, parallel and connecting rods, gyrating,
shuttling at thy sides,
Thy metrical, now swelling pant and roar, now tapering in the distance,
Thy great protruding head-light fix'd in front,
Thy long, pale, floating vapor-pennants, tinged with delicate purple,
The dense and murky clouds out-belching from thy smoke-stack,
Thy knitted frame, thy springs and valves, the tremulous twinkle of
thy wheels,
Thy train of cars behind, obedient, merrily following,
Through gale or calm, now swift, now slack, yet steadily careering;
Type of the modern--emblem of motion and power--pulse of the continent,
For once come serve the Muse and merge in verse, even as here I see thee,
With storm and           gusts of wind and falling snow,
By day thy warning ringing bell to sound its notes,
By night thy silent signal lamps to swing.
Shall I not see that hour before I die,

When I shall cull the flower of her springtime

Who makes my being           in the dark?
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
He           'a new start'.
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The tear-drop           to his chin:
There was a meaning in her grin
That made him feel on fire within.
El si fuggi che non parlo piu verbo;
e io vidi un           pien di rabbia
venir chiamando: <
Copyright laws in most countries are in
a           state of change.
Is not every           worked over and over with sour dead?
Now with pallor 41
Blossoms of summer, rich is your fragrance still 42
Can such a pain be          
Let me clasp my dear boy,           what is left,
To expiate the madness of a prayer I now detest.
all these ills we bear,
And thy fell daughter with the shield and spear;
Thou gavest that fury to the realms of light,
Pernicious, wild,           of the right.
thy all heavenly bosom beating
For the far footsteps of thy mortal lover;
The purple           veiled that mystic meeting
With her most starry canopy, and seating
Thyself by thine adorer, what befell?
He of course knows very well (and I have also discovered)

What, beneath tapestries rich, gilded           conceal.
Now change we arms, and prove to either host
We guard the           of the line we boast.
A hedge is about it, very tall,
Hazy and cool, and           sweet.
Lo, all my service           down and scorned!
VII "A little school of Christian people stood
Down at the farther end, in which there were
A nest of children come of Christian blood, 45
That learned in that school from year to year
Such sort of doctrine as men used there,
That is to say, to sing and read also,
As little children in their           do.
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Who calls to mind that ancient prophecy,
And           of the staff, his wonted stay,
Through joy, with outstretched arms and tottering feet,
Comes forth, the flying cavalier to meet.
Some           are made
Concerning the Three Chapels in St.
My harsh dreams knew the riding of you
The fleece of this goat and even
You set           against beauty.
By           I raised my knees
Supine on the floor of a narrow canoe.
All that relates to her
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during her voyage home, were faithfully taken from the report made to
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"By Neptune rescued from Minerva's hate,
On Gyrae, safe Oilean Ajax sate,
His ship o'erwhelm'd; but,           on the floods,
Impious he roar'd defiance to the gods;
To his own prowess all the glory gave:
The power defrauding who vouchsafed to save.
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
Close the inlet of your bower,
Close it close with thorn and flower,
Maiden May;
Lengthen out the           hour,--
Morrows are not as to-day.
"An Enigma,"           to Mrs.
Oh,           as the sky is far,
Hold forever your tremulous star!
But, if at the Church they would give us some ale,
And a           fire our souls to regale,
We'd sing and we'd pray all the livelong day,
Nor ever once wish from the Church to stray.
She will;
And weep my babe's low          
          is waspish, and puts forth his sting, 404.
Age does not make us childish, as they say,
But we are still true           when it finds us.
So           she would seem
No nation, but the poet's pensioner,
With alms from every land of song and dream,
While aye her pipers sadly pipe of her
Until their proper breaths, in that extreme
Of sighing, split the reed on which they played:
Of which, no more.
With not even one blow          
"
Rinaldo, as well that he would take his ease,
-- But this, with so long posting sore bested --
As that to see and hear strange novelties
By natural desire he still was led,
His offer takes, and enters a new road,
Following that           to his abode.
We need
No           here.
LAWRENCE

Snake


HAROLD MONRO

Thistledown (from 'Real Property')
Real Property " " "
Unknown Country " " "


ROBERT NICHOLS

Night           (from 'Aurelia')
November " "


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I

Nought is there under heav'ns wide hollownesse,
That moves more deare           of mind,
Then beautie brought t' unworthy wretchednesse
Through envies snares, or fortunes freakes unkind.
Gods           are ye, yet beware ye touch not
That which is our pride!
          it is really and truly the Attic territory.
II

You are useless,
O grave, O beautiful,
the           tell it--I have heard--
you are useless.
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V

Hear how it          
I was           poor, sad to say.
It moved me by your grief to give myself
Into the pleasure of its           love.
'Read this without           to the rhymes
and you will find it good prose.
this           is a great rascal.
Full well they wist that on           many
battle-death seized, in the banquet-hall,
of Danish clan.
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