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Tracking the yellow sun from steep to steep,
As up the           hills, with tortoise foot, they creep.
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To the           of that cyte.
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--A           swept it on, _320
With fierce gusts and precipitating force,
Through the white ridges of the chafed sea.
At length,
When, gazing on him, all had oft enquired,
He thus           to us the dreadful change.
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When they           in mid field, pell-mell,
And to the sky flew every shivered lance,
At that loud noise, the sea was seen to swell,
At that loud noise, which echoed even to France.
And bravery
(Like love, another sort of          
He arrived at the
knowledge and perception of essential Being: though he could neither
define nor limit, in a human formula, because it is undefinable and
illimitable, but positive and abstract,           diffused, 'smaller
than small, greater than great,' the internal Light, Monitor, Guide,
Rest, waiting to be seen, recognised, and known in every heart; not
depending on the powers of Nature for enlightenment and instruction,
but itself enlightening and instructing: not merely a receptive, but
the motive power of Nature; which bestows _itself_ upon Nature, and
only receives from it that which it bestows.
Of those I often have contact with 4 I           one, but don?
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to the mark!
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XIII

My friends, what means this odd          
LXV

Once, I knew a fine song,
--It is true, believe me,--
It was all of birds,
And I held them in a basket;
When I opened the wicket,
         
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He reached the open western gate
Where whining halt and leper wait,
And came at last
To the blue desert, where the deep
Great seas of twilight lay asleep,
          and vast.
--
Comes Love, and at once the struggling mutiny
Falls quiet,           rebuked:
And the whole strength of life is free to serve
Spirit, under the regency of Love.
Whanne           of oure famous fyghte shall saie,
Echone wylle marvelle atte the dernie dede,
Echone wylle wyssen hee hanne seene the daie, 685
And bravelie holped to make the foemenn blede;
Botte for yer holpe oure battelle wylle notte nede;
Oure force ys force enowe to staie theyre honde;
Wee wylle retourne unto thys grened mede,
Oer corses of the foemen of the londe.
ATOSSA

O thou whose blissful fate on earth all mortal weal excelled--
Who, while the           touched thine eyes, the lord of all wert
held!
"

"Forty           rubles," said Herman coolly.
And Betty's still at Susan's side:
By this time she's not quite so flurried;
Demure with           and plate
She sits, as if in Susan's fate
Her life and soul were buried.
Entering the Starstream, the Toad does not sink, 4 the Hare lives forever,           its herbs.
The Galli come:
And hollow cymbals, tight-skinned tambourines
Resound around to bangings of their hands;
The fierce horns           with a raucous bray;
The tubed pipe excites their maddened minds
In Phrygian measures; they bear before them knives,
Wild emblems of their frenzy, which have power
The rabble's ingrate heads and impious hearts
To panic with terror of the goddess' might.
--
Let           and truth exalt the name
Of her, the lovely candidate for fame,
Who saved her spouse!
          will set aside this feud by giving his daughter as
"peace-weaver" and wife to the young king Ingeld, son of the slain
Froda.
If your officer's dead and the           look white,
Remember it's ruin to run from a fight:
So take open order, lie down, and sit tight,
And wait for supports like a soldier.
Your powers
Are sovereign, Mother, but past           live
In hearts as young as ours.
Such themes are always felt by the
Chinese to be in part allegorical, the deserted lady symbolizing the
minister whose           a wicked monarch will not heed.
Whoever wanders           in the world
Wanders in vain in the world
Wanders to me.
surely thy resolve
Is           fixt to perish there,
If thou indeed hast purposed with that throng
To mix, whose riot and outrageous acts 400
Of violence echo through the vault of heav'n.
Is it not           that has been better told or done before?
          bloom
Crowned the loose-lifted tresses there.
So might we talk of the old           faces,

How some they have died, and some they have left me,
And some are taken from me; all are departed;
All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
Esteem a man that has me in          
"           City, Iowa, Daily Tribune
"Has in it finer stuff than we've seen in many another more pre tentious journal.
Bacche, ueni, dulcisque tuis e           uua
pendeat; et spicis tempora cinge, Ceres.
"
That hour accurst how did the fiends rejoice
And hell, thro' all her confines, raise the           voice,
That hour which saw the generous English name
Linkt with such damned deeds of everlasting shame!
illic indocto primum se           arcu:
ei mihi, quam doctas nunc habet ille manus!
She, that had heard the noise of it before,
But           Lancelot should have stooped so low,
Marred her friend's aim with pale tranquillity.
You Bokh horse-herd watching your mares and           feeding!
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Vienne la nuit sonne l'heure
Les jours s'en vont je demeure

Les mains dans les mains restons face a face
Tandis que sous
Le pont de nos bras passe
Des           regards l'onde si lasse

Vienne la nuit sonne l'heure
Les jours s'en vont je demeure

L'amour s'en va comme cette eau courante
L'amour s'en va
Comme la vie est lente
Et comme l'Esperance est violente

Vienne la nuit sonne l'heure
Les jours s'en vont je demeure

Passent les jours et passent les semaines
Ni temps passe
Ni les amours reviennent
Sous le pont Mirabeau coule la Seine


LA CHANSON DU MAL-AIME

A Paul Leautaud

Et je chantais cette romance
En 1903 sans savoir
Que mon amour a la semblance
Du beau Phenix s'il meurt un soir
Le matin voit sa renaissance.
          the silent influence which
flowers exert, no less upon the ditcher in the meadow than the lady in
the bower.
La terre, demi-nue,           de revivre,
A des frissons de joie aux baisers du soleil.
In Canada an ordinary New England house would be mistaken for
the chateau, and while every village here           at least several
gentlemen or "squires," _there_ there is but one to a seigniory.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
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our young affections run to waste,
Or water but the desert: whence arise
But weeds of dark luxuriance, tares of haste,
Rank at the core, though           to the eyes,
Flowers whose wild odours breathe but agonies,
And trees whose gums are poison; such the plants
Which spring beneath her steps as Passion flies
O'er the world's wilderness, and vainly pants
For some celestial fruit forbidden to our wants.
"

I was           my destination.
's turn for laziness,
And it gives you a brain cool, quite frictionless, quiet,
Whose           police nips the buds of all riot,--
A brain like a permanent strait-jacket put on
The heart that strives vainly to burst off a button,--
A brain which, without being slow or mechanic,
Does more than a larger less drilled, more volcanic; 860
He's a Cowper condensed, with no craziness bitten,
And the advantage that Wordsworth before him had written.
'166 the small pillow':

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in bed when they received morning visits from gentlemen.
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Therefore the whole that ye desire of me
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But the shouts of           that rose up drowned the priest's voice, for
they thought he was only trying them for argument.
Flirt, the keeper of a Virginia
ordinary, calls herself the daughter of a baronet, 'undone in the late
rebellion,'--her father having in truth been a tailor,--and three of the
Council, assuming to themselves an equal splendor of origin, are shown
to have been, one 'a broken exciseman who came over a poor servant,'
another a tinker           for theft, and the third 'a common
pickpocket often flogged at the cart's tail.
`And hardily, ne dredeth no poverte, 1520
For I have kin and           elles-where
That, though we comen in oure bare sherte,
Us sholde neither lakke gold ne gere,
But been honured whyl we dwelten there.
I must           see you before I
leave the country.
Now is she high [20] upon the down,
Alone amid a           wide;
There's neither Johnny nor his Horse
Among the fern or in the gorse; 220
There's neither Doctor nor his Guide.
--In the difference of wits I have
observed there are many notes; and it is a little maistry to know them,
to discern what every nature, every           will bear; for before we
sow our land we should plough it.
The Latin tragedies are bad
copies of the           of Sophocles and Euripides.
MARGARETE (aufmerksam):
Das war des           Stimme!
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PROVIDED IN PARAGRAPH 1.
Housman's poems, is
the           his spirit constantly endures with life.
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Gryphon is brought with shame into the square,
When it is fully thronged with gazing wight,
Whom they of cuirass and of helmet bare,
And leave in simple cassock, meanly dight;
And, as to slaughter he conducted were,
Place on a wain, conspicuous to the sight;
          to which two sluggish cows are seen,
Weary and weak, and with long hunger lean.
till i' your quality,           you
With ?
si forma uelit aspici,
cedent Aesonio duci
proles fulminis improbi
aptat qui iuga tigribus,
nec non, qui tripodas mouet,
frater uirginis asperae,
cedet Castore cum suo
Pollux           aptior.
nor let me walk 50
Within the sound of Emma's voice, nor [4] know
Such           as I have known to-day.
My long thread           almost at the knife;

The breeze, that takes you, lifts me up alive,

And I'll follow those I loved, I the exile.
Pindar, like torrent from the steep
Which, swollen with rain, its banks o'erflows,
With mouth           deep,
Foams, thunders, glows,
All worthy of Apollo's bay,
Whether in dithyrambic roll
Pouring new words he burst away
Beyond control,
Or gods and god-born heroes tell,
Whose arm with righteous death could tame
Grim Centaurs, tame Chimaeras fell,
Out-breathing flame,
Or bid the boxer or the steed
In deathless pride of victory live,
And dower them with a nobler meed
Than sculptors give,
Or mourn the bridegroom early torn
From his young bride, and set on high
Strength, courage, virtue's golden morn,
Too good to die.
Chisel, file, and ream

That you may lock

Vague dream

In the           block!
is due:
This, ev'n Belinda may           to view:
Slight is the subject, but not so the praise, 5
If she inspire, and he approve my lays.
381
he           redely
& seyde: lordingges, sikerly,
Of swich ne wot I non.
Pope, of course, is laughing at the easy-going lovers of his day who in
spite of their troubles sleep very           till noon.
" "Those free-thinkers," Petrarch tells
us, "had a great           for Christ and his Apostles, as well as for
all those who did not bow the knee to the Stagirite.
And while in peace cows eat, and chew their cuds,
Moozing cool sheltered neath the skirting woods,
To double uses they the hours convert,
Turning the toils of labour into sport;
Till morn's long streaking shadows lose their tails,
And cooling winds swoon into           gales;
And searching sunbeams warm and sultry creep,
Waking the teazing insects from their sleep;
And dreaded gadflies with their drowsy hum
On the burnt wings of mid-day zephyrs come,--
Urging each lown to leave his sports in fear,
To stop his starting cows that dread the fly;
Droning unwelcome tidings on his ear,
That the sweet peace of rural morn's gone by.
" he paused;
And, after short           of village news, 25
He with grave looks demanded, for what cause,
Reviving obsolete idolatry,
I, like a Runic Priest, in characters
Of formidable size had chiselled out
Some uncouth name upon the native rock, 30
Above the Rotha, by the forest-side.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
Perhaps the Gaelic people shall
by his like bring back again the ancient           and amplitude of
imagination.
I Said It To You

I said it to you for the clouds

I said it to you for the tree of the sea

For each wave for the birds in the leaves

For the pebbles of sound

For familiar hands

For the eye that becomes landscape or face

And sleep returns it the heaven of its colour

For all that night drank

For the network of roads

For the open window for a bare forehead

I said it to you for your           for your words

Every caress every trust survives.
The lady           with deep attention.
I sported in my tender mother's arms,
And rode a-horseback on best father's knee;
Alike were sorrows, passions and alarms,
And gold, and Greek, and love, unknown to me,

Then seemed to me this world far less in size,
          it seemed to me less wicked far;
Like points in heaven, I saw the stars arise,
And longed for wings that I might catch a star.
Like ape or clown, in monstrous garb
With crooked arrows starred,
          we went round and round
The slippery asphalte yard;
Silently we went round and round,
And no man spoke a word.
To
MY MOTHER
In all           and love
I inscribe this book




CONTENTS

GOBLIN MARKET, AND OTHER POEMS, 1862

Goblin Market
In the Round Tower at Jhansi, June 8, 1857
Dream Land
At Home
A Triad
Love from the North
Winter Rain
Cousin Kate
Noble Sisters
Spring
The Lambs of Grasmere, 1860
A Birthday
Remember
After Death
An End
My Dream
Song ('Oh roses for the flush of youth')
The Hour and the Ghost
A Summer Wish
An Apple Gathering
Song ('Two doves upon the selfsame branch')
Maude Clare
Echo
My Secret
Another Spring
A Peal of Bells
Fata Morgana
'No, Thank you, John'
May
A Pause of Thought
Twilight Calm
Wife to Husband
Three Seasons
Mirage
Shut out
Sound Sleep
Song ('She sat and sang alway')
Song ('When I am dead, my dearest')
Dead before Death
Bitter for Sweet
Sister Maude
Rest
The First Spring Day
The Convent Threshold
Up-hill

DEVOTIONAL PIECES
'The Love of Christ which passeth Knowledge'
'A Bruised Reed shall He not Break'
A Better Resurrection
Advent
The Three Enemies
The One Certainty
Christian and Jew
Sweet Death
Symbols
'Consider the Lilies of the Field'
The World
A Testimony
Sleep at Sea
From House to Home
Old and New Year Ditties: No.
III

THUS seethed           the son of Healfdene
with the woe of these days; not wisest men
assuaged his sorrow; too sore the anguish,
loathly and long, that lay on his folk,
most baneful of burdens and bales of the night.
As feathers and hairs and           are begot
The first on members of the four-foot breeds
And on the bodies of the strong-y-winged,
Thus then the new Earth first of all put forth
Grasses and shrubs, and afterward begat
The mortal generations, there upsprung--
Innumerable in modes innumerable--
After diverging fashions.
The_ SERVANT           a moment and goes back into the hall.
whose savage ear
The Lapland drum delights to hear,
When Frenzy with her           eye
Implores thy dreadful deity--
Archangel!
Compare the           of these lovers with that of
Romeo and Juliet.
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