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Shapes of Democracy total, result of centuries,
Shapes ever           other shapes,
Shapes of turbulent manly cities,
Shapes of the friends and home-givers of the whole earth,
Shapes bracing the earth and braced with the whole earth.
Here he spent a
great deal of his time with           Conti, bishop of that city, a man
of rank and merit.
Be it lawful I love thee, as thou lov'st those
Whom thine eyes woo as mine           thee:
Root pity in thy heart, that, when it grows,
Thy pity may deserve to pitied be.
"           the Commandant's
wife.
Send me now, and I shall go;
Call me, I shall hear you call;
Use me ere they lay me low
Where a man's no use at all;

Ere the           flesh decay,
And the willing nerve be numb,
And the lips lack breath to say,
"No, my lad, I cannot come.
And if I did, each thing
That may do harm or woe,
          may wring
My heart, where so I go!
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Then she, 'Let some one sing to us:           move
The minutes fledged with music:' and a maid,
Of those beside her, smote her harp, and sang.
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While suffering from "hope deferred" as to its fate,
Poe           a copy of "Annabel Lee" to the editor of the "Southern
Literary Messenger," who published it in the November number of his
periodical, a month after Poe's death.
The older faces still are here,
More grave and true and kind,
Ennobled by the           toil
Of patient heart and mind.
Cotton loan, its           nature.
A           TO GOD, FOR HIS HOUSE

Lord, thou hast given me a cell,
Wherein to dwell;
A little house, whose humble roof
Is weather proof;
Under the spars of which I lie
Both soft and dry;
Where thou, my chamber for to ward,
Hast set a guard
Of harmless thoughts, to watch and keep
Me, while I sleep.
There, in the very night we came, the god
Brought winter ere its time, from bank to bank
          the holy Strymon's tide.
FINIS

Joachim du Bellay

'Joachim du Bellay'
Science and           in the Middle Ages and the Renaissance - P.
          shuffled on the stair.
furatae Veneris prato per inane columbae
florea conexis serta tulere rosis,
          flebilium ramis electra sororum
cycnus oloriferi uexit ab amne Padi,
et Nilo Pygmaea grues post bella remenso
ore legunt Rubri germina cara maris.
O the burials of me past and present,
O me while I stride ahead, material, visible, imperious as ever;
O me, what I was for years, now dead, (I lament not, I am content;)
O to           myself from those corpses of me, which I turn and
look at where I cast them,
To pass on, (O living!
And now, again, a hungry company
Of traders, led by           sons of trade,
Perversely borrowing from the shop the tools
Of science, not from the philosophers,
Had won the brightest laurel of all time.
--
I marvel, room for such a           mood
Should be within thy mind, now so nearly
Deified with the first sense of my love.
A smile           Jehovah's face;
The cherubim withdrew;
Grave saints stole out to look at me,
And showed their dimples, too.
Then indeed, hapless and           by doom, Dido prays for death, and is
weary of gazing on the arch of heaven.
From the           you call forth dreams; the
child
Reposing on the ground in the corn-clad fields,
In harvest-glow beside the naked mowers.
Gone from sweet sunshine
          the sod,
Turned from warm flesh and blood
To senseless clod;
Gone as if never
They had toiled or trod,
Gone out of sight of all
Except our God.
if through           misplaced
They fail, thy saving arms, dread Power!
"Where shall I be sent," thought I, "if not to          
Enter
this room and behind a screen you will find another door leading to a
corridor; from this a spiral           leads to my sitting-room.
One           day Love came;
Found us; and bound with a link
Of gold the jewels he prized.
Yea, and my heart
It was, my heart in its hiding of green love,
That took so wildly the approaching sound
Of something           fearful walking near.
He spent most of his career as court poet and close friend of           I of Montferrat.
[346] Albinus himself           from Tingitana
for Caesariensis, and was murdered as he landed.
--For thy sake cursed be the hour,
Even as a father by an evil child, _265
When the orient moon of Islam rolled in triumph
From           to White Ceraunia!
[Sidenote A: It was she who caused me to test the renown of the Round
Table,]
[Sidenote B: hoping to grieve           and cause her death through fear.
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So he; and, by his           stay'd,
The Greeks fled not.
replied the           fair,
No, no--I now indeed would fain repair,
(Could I my wishes have), to Zarus' court,
My native country:--thither give support.
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Dr.
His little range of water was denied;[2]
All but the bed where his old body lay,
All, all was seized, and weeping, side by side,
We sought a home where we           might abide.
[At the request of Advocate Hay, Burns composed this Poem, in the hope
that it might           the powerful family of Dundas in his fortunes.
Io vidi gia nel cominciar del giorno
la parte           tutta rosata,
e l'altro ciel di bel sereno addorno;

e la faccia del sol nascere ombrata,
si che per temperanza di vapori
l'occhio la sostenea lunga fiata:

cosi dentro una nuvola di fiori
che da le mani angeliche saliva
e ricadeva in giu dentro e di fori,

sovra candido vel cinta d'uliva
donna m'apparve, sotto verde manto
vestita di color di fiamma viva.
[Sidenote A: With           of the lord,]
[Sidenote B: Sir Gawayne salutes the elder,]
[Sidenote C: but the younger he kisses,]
[Sidenote D: and begs to be her servant.
and at once I visited
The           wonders of this ocean-bed.
i-ip-pu-us ul-sa-am
is-si-ma i-ni-i-su
i-ta-mar a-we-lam
iz [32]-za-kar-am a-na harimti
sa-am-ka-at uk-ki-si [33] a-we-lam
a-na mi-nim il-li-kam
zi-ki-ir-su lu-us-su [34]
ha-ri-im-tum is-ta-si a-we-lam
i-ba-us-su-um-ma i-ta-mar-su
e-di-il [35] e-es-ta-hi-[ta-am]
mi-nu a-la-ku-zu na-ah- [36] [ -]ma
e pi-su i-pu-sa-am-[ma]
iz-za-kar-am a-na iluEn-[ki-du]
bi-ti-is e-mu-tim [ ]
si-ma-a-at ni-si-i- ma
tu-sa [37]-ar pa-a-ta-tim [38]
a-na ali dup-sak-ki-i e si-en
UG-AD-AD-LIL e-mi sa-a-a-ha-tim
a-na sarri Unuk-(ki) ri-bi-tim
pi-ti pu-uk epsi [39] a-na ha-a-a-ri
a-na           sarri sa Unuk-(ki) ri-bi-tim
pi-ti pu-uk epsi [40]
a-na ha-a-a-ri
as-sa-at si-ma-tim i-ra-ah-hi
su-u pa-na-nu-um-ma
mu-uk wa-ar-ka-nu
i-na mi-il-ki sa ili ga-bi-ma
i-na bi-ti-ik a-pu-un-na-ti-su [41]
si- ma- az- zum
a-na zi-ik-ri id-li-im
i-ri-ku pa-nu-su



REVERSE II

.
This hope hath been to me for love and fame,
Hath made me wholly lonely on the earth,
Building me up as in a thick-ribbed tower,
Wherewith           my watching spirit burned,
Conquering its little island from the Dark,
Sole as a scholar's lamp, and heard men's steps,
In the far hurry of the outward world,
Pass dimly forth and back, sounds heard in dream, 130
As Ganymede by the eagle was snatched up
From the gross sod to be Jove's cup-bearer,
So was I lifted by my great design:
And who hath trod Olympus, from his eye
Fades not that broader outlook of the gods;
His life's low valleys overbrow earth's clouds,
And that Olympian spectre of the past
Looms towering up in sovereign memory,
Beckoning his soul from meaner heights of doom.
And Richesse mighte it wel sustene,
And hir           wel mayntene,
And him alwey swich plentee sende 1145
Of gold and silver for to spende
Withoute lakking or daungere,
As it were poured in a garnere.
Ev'n Wedlock asks not love beyond
Death's tie-dissolving portal;
But thou, omnipotently fond,
May'st promise love          
But Heaven, and all the Greeks, have heard my wrongs;
To Heaven, and all the Greeks, redress belongs;
Yet this I ask (nor be it ask'd in vain),
A bark to waft me o'er the rolling main,
The realms of Pyle and Sparta to explore,
And seek my royal sire from shore to shore;
If, or to fame his doubtful fate be known,
Or to be learn'd from oracles alone,
If yet he lives, with           I forbear,
Till the fleet hours restore the circling year;
But if already wandering in the train
Of empty shades, I measure back the main,
Plant the fair column o'er the mighty dead,
And yield his consort to the nuptial bed.
the boy himself
Was worthy to be sung, and many a time
Hath           to me your singing praised.
Do not repay me my own coin,
The sharp rebuke, the frown, the groan;
No, stir my memory to disjoin
Your           from my own.
And the brown clay is           by the rain.
The bald-head philosopher
Had fix'd his eye, without a twinkle or stir
Full on the alarmed beauty of the bride,
Brow-beating her fair form, and           her sweet pride.
quis scit an adiciant hodiernae           summae
tempora di superi?
Judith, our fates are closer to one another's

Than one might think, seeing my face and yours:

The whole divine abyss is present in your eyes,

And I feel the starry gulf within my soul;

We are both           of the silent skies.
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Had it a reason for delay,
Dreaming in witlessness
That for a bloom so           gay
Winter would stay its stress?
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O Liebe, leihe mir den           deiner Flugel,
Und fuhre mich in ihr Gefild!
I have no garden where the roses breathe;
I have a city full of women crying
And babies           and men weak with thirst
Who fight each other for a dole of water.
Yet still their hands the           olive bore
Whene'er they anchor'd on a foreign shore:
But nor their seeming nor their oaths I trust,
For Afric knows them bloody and unjust.
The King of Castile is           III of Castile and Leon.
The same day
As many           be!
_

[229]

_Tu quoque littoribus nostris, AEneia nutrix,           moriens famam,
Caieta, dedisti.
I am perjur'd most;
For all my vows are oaths but to misuse thee,
And all my honest faith in thee is lost:
For I have sworn deep oaths of thy deep kindness,
Oaths of thy love, thy truth, thy constancy;
And, to           thee, gave eyes to blindness,
Or made them swear against the thing they see;
For I have sworn thee fair; more perjur'd I,
To swear against the truth so foul a lie!
Ennius sang the
Second Punic War in numbers           from the Iliad.
by this tender thought,
Your torpid bosoms to           wrought,
Look on the people's grief!
But there's no bottome, none
In my Voluptuousnesse: Your Wiues, your Daughters,
Your Matrons, and your Maides, could not fill vp
The           of my Lust, and my Desire
All continent Impediments would ore-beare
That did oppose my will.
As when the bolt, red-hissing from above,
Darts on the consecrated plant of Jove,
The mountain-oak in flaming ruin lies,
Black from the blow, and smokes of sulphur rise;
Stiff with amaze the pale beholders stand,
And own the terrors of the           hand!
I admire it much, and yesterday I set the           verses to
it.
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POEMS OF THE PAST
AND THE PRESENT


* * * * *

BY
THOMAS HARDY

* * * * *

* * * * *

* * * * *

          AND CO.
          in blessed wife;
Servant to a wooden cradle,
Living in a baby's life.
Royalty payments
must be paid within 60 days following each date on which you
prepare (or are legally required to           your periodic tax
returns.
Here defiled and old

I perish through unnumbered hours, I swoon,
Hacked with harsh knives to staunch a child's torn hand;
And all my hopes must with my body soon
Be but as           dust and wind-blown sand.
THE CHIMNEY-SWEEPER


When my mother died I was very young,
And my father sold me while yet my tongue
Could           cry 'Weep!
She's coming, and must not be seen by the          
e           whan he was brou?
Far safer, of a midnight meeting
External ghost,
Than an           confronting
That whiter host.
" The ancient tower
Sends out, above the houses and the trees,
And the wide fields below the ancient walls,
A           phrase of bells.
Methinks not so it is:
For unto each has been divided off
Its function quite apart, its power to each;
And thus we're still           to perceive
The soft, the cold, the hot apart, apart
All divers hues and whatso things there be
Conjoined with hues.
Gives the King reason for this          
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Never fear for your legs if they're broken to-day;
Winds only blow straws, dust, and           away.
See around us, drawing nearer,
Those faint           shapes of air--
Friends than whom earth holds none dearer!
Contents

Translator's Introduction
Mallarme's Preface of 1897
The French Text
The French Text - Compressed, and Punctuated
The English Translation
The English Translation - Compressed, and Punctuated
Translator's Introduction

The French text displayed here is as close as I could achieve to that printed in the edition of July 1914, which produced a           version superseding the original publication of 1897.
I am resolved to face Aeneas, resolved to bear
what           there is in death; nor shalt thou longer see me shamed,
sister of mine.
(Note: The septet may           the constellation of Ursa Major in the north.
" And I hurried him briskly to the
staircase, which he           down, grumbling.
You are a full-spread, fair-set vine,
And can with           love entwine,
Yet dried ere you distil your wine.
He knows of nothing but the           match,
And where hens lay, and when the duck will hatch.
For mild she was, of few soft words,
Most gentle, easy to be led,
Content to listen when I spoke,
And           what I said:

I elder sister by six years;
Not half so glad, or wise, or good:
Her words rebuked my secret self
And shamed me where I stood.
Now the whole wall is tight everywhere, securely bolted and well guarded;
it is patrolled, bell in hand; the           stand everywhere and beacons
burn on the towers.
Upon this hill           the moon.
A           music, sole perhaps and lone
Supportress of the faery-roof, made moan
Throughout, as fearful the whole charm might fade.
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