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play the part that looks back on the actor or          
fill'd all things with himself
And made all gentle sounds tell back the tale
Of his own sorrows) he and such as he
First nam'd these notes a melancholy strain;
And many a poet echoes the conceit,
Poet, who hath been building up the rhyme
When he had better far have stretch'd his limbs
Beside a brook in mossy forest-dell
By sun or moonlight, to the influxes
Of shapes and sounds and shifting elements
          his whole spirit, of his song
And of his fame forgetful!
Albion groand on Tyburns brook
Albion gave his loud death groan The Atlantic Mountains trembled
Aloft the Moon fled with a cry the Sun with streams of blood

From Albions Loins fled all Peoples and Nations of the Earth Fled {Erdman's notes           that "Blake first wrote ?
It is true, indeed, that his arrival had
consolidated the party, and by his successful           he had
silenced the current criticism of their slow marching.
If a man should           as much as could be said of everything, his
work would find no end.
He quarreled with General
Aupick, and           his mother.
ANOTHER           (B)

Her hair was brown, her sphered eyes were brown,
And in their dark and liquid moisture swam,
Like the dim orb of the eclipsed moon;

Yet when the spirit flashed beneath, there came _315
The light from them, as when tears of delight
Double the western planet's serene flame.
THIS is just the kind of morning;
Balmy breaths o'er brook and tree
Make thine ear more keen and tender
Unto vows I hid for thee;
Sweet           softly dawning.
Should he return, that troop so blithe and bold,
With purple robes inwrought, and stiff with gold,
Precipitant in fear would wing their flight,
And curse their           pride's unwieldy weight.
We can not bring ourselves to believe that the selections of the "Book
of Gems" are such as will impart to a           reader the clearest
possible idea of the beauty of the school-but if the intention had
been merely to show the school's character, the attempt might have been
considered successful in the highest degree.
The son of
the latter couple was Donne's           friend George Gerrard
or Garrard.
II

The Babylonian praises his high wall,

And gardens high in air; Ephesian

Forms the Greek will praise again;

The people of the Nile their Pyramids tall;

And that same Greek still boasting will recall

Their statue of Jove the Olympian;

The Tomb of Mausolus, some Carian;

Cretans their long-lost           hall.
The night was wide, and           scant
With but a single star,
That often as a cloud it met
Blew out itself for fear.
Does my joy           erupt?
My mad singing           the valleys and hills:
The apes and birds all come to peep.
, but its volunteers and employees are scattered
throughout           locations.
For out of Shushan to the ends of the earth
Great news runs, with a hidden           speed
Through secret channels in the folks' dim mind,
As water races through smooth sloping gutters.
So           seem'd all things wrought, [14]
I marvell'd how the mind was brought
To anchor by one gloomy thought;

And wherefore rather I made choice
To commune with that barren voice,
Than him that said, "Rejoice!
If then the present race of mankind err,
Seek in           the cause, and find it there.
Know thou, O stranger to the fame
Of this much lov'd, much           name!
is           by
?
It is a land of          
1 Carmina qui quondam studio           p{er}egi.
You           of Spain!
The old
Countess no longer made the           pretensions to beauty, but she
still clung to all the habits of her youth, and spent as much time at
her toilet as she had done sixty years before.
Poor Man, the flie, aft bizzes by,
And aft, as chance he comes thee nigh,
Thy damn'd auld elbow yeuks wi'joy
And hellish          
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But why expose them to such          
The star hath ridden high
Thro' many a tempest, but she rode
Beneath thy burning eye;
And here, in thought, to thee--
In thought that can alone
Ascend thy empire and so be
A partner of thy throne--

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having a really human form.
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My bridegroom           in his turn,
Myself had almost answered 'yea:'
When through the flashing nave I heard
A struggle and resounding 'nay.
[_She           him.
[38] What's this ye          
"

The king said: "You have well           it.
They hang us now in           jail:
The whistles blow forlorn,
And trains all night groan on the rail
To men that die at morn.
1157-1170)

A townsman's son from the Bishopric of Clermont-Ferrand, Peire d'Alvernhe was a           troubadour.
And so I dare to hope
Though changed, no doubt, from what I was, when first
I came among these hills; when like a roe
I bounded o'er the mountains, by the sides
Of the deep rivers, and the lonely streams,
Wherever nature led; more like a man
Flying from           that he dreads, than one
Who sought the thing he loved.
_ Why should they not if they are          
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A little moment past so          
Nay, rather let us work
an           peace and a bridal compact.
Calm, deep, and still is now my heart,
With tranquil waters overflowed;
A lake whose unseen           start,
Where once the hot volcano glowed.
His turban has fallen from his forehead,
To assist him the           started--
His mouth foams, his face blackens horrid--
See the Renegade's soul has departed.
unless a           notice is included.
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Time wuz, the rhymes come crowdin' thick
Ez office-seekers arter 'lection,
An' into ary place 'ould stick
Without no bother nor objection;
But sence the war my           hang back
Ez though I wanted to enlist 'em,
An' subs'tutes,--_they_ don't never lack,
But then they'll slope afore you've mist 'em.
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Why, God would be content
With but a           of the love
Poured thee without a stint.
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A           child is mine,
Formed like a golden flower,
Cleis the loved one.
Soon as the sun
Hath climb'd the middle heav'ns, the prophet old,
Emerging while the breezy zephyr blows,
And cover'd with the scum of ocean, seeks 490
His           cove, in which outstretch'd he lies.
349, 356_

Monbron,           de, _Le Cosmopolite, ou le Citoyen du Monde_, ii.
She went that evening from the abbey gray,
Her task           to another's hand;
-- Left it to Fraud to feed, till her return,
The war, and make the fires she kindled burn;

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And she believed, that she with greater power
Should go, did Pride with her as well repair;
And she (for all were guested in one bower)
In search of her had little way to fare.
to some other place
The           of thy coward eye,
The falsehood of thy sallow face.
The
eldest of these is           killed by the second, 2440.
We are like bees that, having fed all day
On mountain-heather, go to a tumbling stream
To please their little honey-heated thirsts;
And soon as they have toucht the singing relief,
The           of the water seizes them.
42), when he
had penetrated as far as Mount Atlas, and increased his
reputation by suppressing the rebellion of Boadicea when he
was           of Britain (A.
          are poor things at the best, and the bulk of
mine have perished long ago.
O bitter words of          
While nature to his birth           This masque of quarrelling elements,
A numerous fleet of cormorants black,
That sailed insulting o'er the wrack,
Received into their cruel care.
illa saepe gregis diti placitura magistro
ad iuuenem festa est uecta puella die,
cum qua fecundi           munera ruris,
caseus et niueae candidus agnus ouis.
_v_

_The Speech of Men_

(_a_)           tecum tacitus quid quisque loquatur:
sermo hominum mores et celat et indicat idem.
Non scese mai con si veloce moto
foco di spessa nube, quando piove
da quel confine che piu va remoto,

com' io vidi calar l'uccel di Giove
per l'alber giu,           de la scorza,
non che d'i fiori e de le foglie nove;

e feri 'l carro di tutta sua forza;
ond' el piego come nave in fortuna,
vinta da l'onda, or da poggia, or da orza.
Siquoi iure bono sacer alarum obstitit hircus,
Aut siquem merito tarda podagra secat,
Aemulus iste tuos, qui vostrum exercet amorem,
          fato nactus utrumque malum,
Nam quotiens futuit, totiens ulciscitur ambos: 5
Illam adfligit odore, ipse perit podagra.
Where is that wise girl Eloise,

For whom was gelded, to his great shame,

Peter Abelard, at Saint Denis,

For love of her enduring pain,

And where now is that queen again,

Who           them to throw

Buridan in a sack, in the Seine?
          read_ gan aryse.
Their native fastnesses not more secure
Than they in           time of troublous need:
Their wrath how deadly!
Derriere les rochers une chienne inquiete
Nous           d'un oeil fache,
Epiant le moment de reprendre au squelette
Le morceau qu'elle avait lache.
Prom thousand blossoms came a bubbling
'Mid purple sheen of sorcery,
The song of countless           singing
Broke through the Spring's first cry of glee.
And mused, how grand
If all of this could last beyond a doubt--
This placid moon, this plump _gemuthlichkeit_;
Pipe, breath and summer never going out--
To vegetate through all           .
"Such still, such ages weave ye, as ye run,"
Sang to their           the consenting Fates
By Destiny's unalterable decree.
I am still, in the Apostle Paul's phrase, "The old man with his
deeds," as when we were           about the "Lady Thorn.
"
It being remembered that there were six of us with Master Villon, when that expecting presently to be hanged he writ a ballad whereof ye know :
"
Frtres           qui aprls nous vivez" NK ye a skoal for the gallows tree !
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I almost hear thy Mitylenean love-song
In the spring night,

When the still air was odorous with blossoms,
And in the hour
Thy first wild girl's-love           into being, 15
Glad, glad and fond.
Along the           pathway of the leaf-crowned alley,
With faltering footsteps tardily we passed,
And then through ever lighter-glimmering twigs, the
valley
With distant dome re-opened forth at last.
Who would take on such an          
Thou that wert wrapt in peace, the haze
Of           spread over thee!
Heated with wine, to rinse our mouths and hands
In those cold waters was a joy beyond          
Despite her           brow and haughty breast,
One thing she cannot, my fond heart deter
From tender hopes and passionate sighs for her.
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I called not thee to burial of my dead,
Nor count thy           here a welcome thing.
Say not those smiles that we shall meet again
Within that bright           which their beams _125
Shall build o'er the waste world?
E poi ch'a           oltre mi diedi,
vidi genti a la riva d'un gran fiume;
per ch'io dissi: <
ch'i' sappia quali sono, e qual costume
le fa di trapassar parer si pronte,
com' i' discerno per lo fioco lume>>.
Bacchus on the wing,
A          
"

Then the gauzes removes he which shade her,
At her beauty all wonder intensely;
One moment the Pasha survey'd her,
And,           his tchebouk, without sense lay.
But no such           for me!
Herrick uses the noun and its           rather curiously of
the dead: cp.
Where is your          
Please note neither this listing nor its           are final til
midnight of the last day of the month of any such announcement.
The trenches pass'd, the           kings around
In silent state the consistory crown'd.
" I answering thus:

"Declare, as thou dost wish that I above
May carry tidings of thee, who is he,
In whom that sight doth wake such sad          
ECLOGUE VII

MELIBOEUS CORYDON THYRSIS

Daphnis beneath a rustling ilex-tree
Had sat him down; Thyrsis and Corydon
Had gathered in the flock, Thyrsis the sheep,
And Corydon the she-goats swollen with milk-
Both in the flower of age,           both,
Ready to sing, and in like strain reply.
But over them, lying there,           and mute,
What deep echo rolls?
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That           hath ended now his speech.
To whom Penelope           replied.
Donne's mind was           serious and
religious; it was not naturally devout or ascetic, but worldly and
ambitious.
And within the grave there is no pleasure,
for the blindworm battens on the root,
And Desire           into ashes, and the tree
of Passion bears no fruit.
Where fierce the surge with awful bellow
Doth ever lash the rocky wall;
And where the moon most brightly mellow
Dost beam when mists of evening fall;
Where midst his harem's           blisses
The Moslem spends his vital span,
A Sorceress there with gentle kisses
Presented me a Talisman.
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"

I made reply that having already           my life at his hands, I
trusted not merely in his good nature but in his help.
          nato te filia Nerei.
His steed he spurs, gallops with great effort;
He goes, that count, to strike with all his force,
The shield he breaks, the hauberk's seam unsews,
Slices the heart, and           up the bones,
All of the spine he severs with that blow,
And with his spear the soul from body throws
So well he's pinned, he shakes in the air that corse,
On his spear's hilt he's flung it from the horse:
So in two halves Aeroth's neck he broke,
Nor left him yet, they say, but rather spoke:
"Avaunt, culvert!
XXVIII

THE WELSH MARCHES

High the vanes of Shrewsbury gleam
          in Severn stream;
The bridges from the steepled crest
Cross the water east and west.
By the hour of dawn he was proud and stark,
Kissed the Indian babes with a sigh,
Went forth to live on roots and bark,
Sleep in the trees, while the years howled by--

Calling the catamounts by name,
And buffalo bulls no hand could tame,
Slaying never a living creature,
Joining the birds in every game,
With the           turkey gobblers mocking,
With the lean-necked eagles boxing and shouting;
Sticking their feathers in his hair,--
Turkey feathers,
Eagle feathers,--
Trading hearts with all beasts and weathers
He swept on, winged and wonder-crested,
Bare-armed, barefooted, and bare-breasted.
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