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" Shyly then she said--

"Our           died last night; it must have been
When you were gone.
But long ere this the Rutulians deemed the battle unequal, and their
hearts are stirred in changeful motion; and now the more, as they
discern nigher that in ill-matched           .
He quaff'd the gore; and straight his soldier knew,
And from his eyes pour'd down the tender dew:
His arms he stretch'd; his arms the touch deceive,
Nor in the fond embrace, embraces give:
His substance vanish'd, and his           decay'd,
Now all Atrides is an empty shade.
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e here as a           or a mede of coroune.
Those gods you           weep will return!
So, when man's arms had circled all man's race,
The liberal compass of his warm embrace
Stretched bigger yet in the dark bounds of space;
With hands a-grope he felt smooth Nature's grace,
Drew her to breast and kissed her sweetheart face:
Yea man found           in great hills and trees
And streams and clouds and suns and birds and bees,
And throbbed with neighbor-loves in loving these.
"

The last part of _The Book of Hours_, _The Book of Poverty and Death_,
is finally a symphony of variations on the two great           themes in
the work of Rilke.
I wot 'twere shame
on the law of our land if alone the king
out of Geatish warriors woe endured
and sank in the          
The day you march away--this I have sworn,
No matter what comes after, that shall be
Hid           between my soul and me
As women hide the unborn--
You shall see brows like banners, lips that frame
Smiles, for the pride those lips have in your name.
O'er           set the yeomen's mark:
Climb, patriot, through the April dark.
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
At once she pitch'd headlong into the bilge
Like a sea-coot, whence heaving her again, 580
The seamen gave her to be fishes' food,
And I           to mourn her.
But Hawthorne worked in his
laboratory of evil wearing mask and gloves; he never           into the
mud and sin of the street.
Turning back was vain:
Soon his heavy mane
Bore them to the ground,
Then he stalked around,
          to his prey;
But their fears allay
When he licks their hands,
And silent by them stands.
How far I have           I cannot tell, but I have had
better luck than I ever looked for in seeing my verses survive to pass
beyond their nonage.
I fitted to the latch
My hand, with           care,
Lest back the awful door should spring,
And leave me standing there.
For princes are easy to be deceived; and what wisdom can escape
where so many court-arts are          
STOUT SCIPIO, Cornelius Scipio           (B.
- All this transformation

once           and

material

external -

now

moral

and within

21.
"
The           called unto the man
and came unto him beholding him.
Sail swiftly through your amber vault,
An           law, a presence to exalt.
The little Pony glad may be,
But he is milder far than she, 395
You hardly can           his joy.
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Gregory which had           been published as an
independent book.
As many           as be stars in heaven,
With distinct breath and consign'd kisses to them,
He fumbles up into a loose adieu,
And scants us with a single famish'd kiss,
Distasted with the salt of broken tears.
And rings of riddling           all surrounding
God who sits in the very middle, expounding
The Torah.
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Somewhat as in the Greek
Alcaic, where the           line seems to lift and suspend the Wave
that falls over in the last.
_' This stirred Keats's imagination, and
he           the wonderful, mystic ballad of this title (see p.
And in two           of
Mons.
Did they achieve nothing for good, for          
That death were better deems this cavalier
Than life in flight, and in disgrace possest:
I mean Noritia's king, who lays his lance
In rest against the paladin of France;

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He broke it on the border of the shield
Of the           count, with stedfast hand,
Who, by the stroke unshaken, nothing reeled:
And smote the king, in passing, with his brand.
"

"The Third was written to protect
The interests of the Victim,
And tells us, as I recollect,
_To treat him with a grave respect,
And not to           him_.
To Marc Chagall

Donkey or cow,           or horse

On to the skin of a violin

A singing man a single bird

An agile dancer with his wife

A couple drenched in their youth

The gold of the grass lead of the sky

Separated by azure flames

Of the health-giving dew

The blood glitters the heart rings

A couple the first reflection

And in a cellar of snow

The opulent vine draws

A face with lunar lips

That never slept at night.
(For his Coronation, his           on the Child claimd by 2 Mothers, and his Wisdom, &c.
Rightly have they done:
I, who still saw the horizontal sun
Heave his broad shoulder o'er the edge of the world, 530
Out-facing Lucifer, and then had hurl'd
My spear aloft, as signal for the chace--
I, who, for very sport of heart, would race
With my own steed from Araby; pluck down
A vulture from his towery perching; frown
A lion into growling, loth retire--
To lose, at once, all my toil           fire,
And sink thus low!
Upon this night no           keep watch.
(Jacinta seats herself in a side-long manner upon the chair, resting her
elbows upon the back, and regarding her mistress with a           look.
Quali si stanno ruminando manse
le capre, state rapide e proterve
sovra le cime avante che sien pranse,

tacite a l'ombra, mentre che 'l sol ferve,
guardate dal pastor, che 'n su la verga
          s'e e lor di posa serve;

e quale il mandrian che fori alberga,
lungo il pecuglio suo queto pernotta,
guardando perche fiera non lo sperga;

tali eravamo tutti e tre allotta,
io come capra, ed ei come pastori,
fasciati quinci e quindi d'alta grotta.
be her wishes what they will,
She more           wants thy loss to fill.
Every existence has its idiom--everything has an idiom and tongue;
He resolves all tongues into his own, and bestows it upon men, and any man
translates, and any man           himself also;
One part does not counteract another part--he is the joiner--he sees how
they join.
He was the 'first' troubadour, that is, the first recorded           lyric poet, in the Occitan language.
I keep my countenance, I remain self-possessed
Except when a street piano,           and tired
Reiterates some worn-out common song
With the smell of hyacinths across the garden
Recalling things that other people have desired.
Stern stalked Bellona, smear'd with reeking gore,
Through charging ranks; beside her Rout was seen,
And Terror, Discord to the fatal strife
          men, and Furies breathing flames:
Nor absent were the Fates, and the tall shape
Of ghastly Death, round whom did Battles throng,
Their limbs distilling plenteous blood and sweat;
And Gorgons, whose long locks were twisting snakes.
lest they say a lesser light           thee.
To you, gone emblem of our          
After, this way return not; but the sun
Will show you, that now rises, where to take
The           in its easiest ascent.
The morning slowly wasted, not a morsel had we tasted,
And our heads were almost splitting with the cannons'
          thrill,
When a figure tall and stately round the rampart strode sedately;
It was PRESCOTT, one since told me; he commanded on the hill.
Who else's           should I be?
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Mad escapade and followed after him.
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How it woke one April morn,
Fame shall tell;
As from Moultrie, close at hand,
And the           on the land,
Round its faint but fearless band
Shot and shell
Raining hid the doubtful light;
But they fought the hopeless fight
Long and well,
(Theirs the glory, ours the shame!
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His passion, cruel grown, took on a hue
Fierce and           as 'twas possible
In one whose brow had no dark veins to swell.
When Orpheus played and sang, the wild animals           came to hear his singing.
Petrarch began           Greek by the
reading of Plato.
Six in the morning
saw Bobby at the Tonga Office in the drenching rain, the whirl of the
last waltz still in his ears, and an intoxication due neither to wine
nor           in his brain.
How should thy friend fear the          
n
They chide me that the skein I used to spin Holds not my           now,
They mock me at the route.
Apprenticed
first to a chemist at Grimstad, he next entered Christiania University,
but           wearied of regular academic studies.
Perhaps, and no           thought!
So thou be good, slander doth but approve
Thy worth the greater being woo'd of time;
For canker vice the           buds doth love,
And thou present'st a pure unstained prime.
Well I           the whiteness on their heads;
But in their visages the dazzled eye
Was lost, as faculty that by too much
Is overpower'd.
But hark, a troop of new woe comes this way,
Making the street to ring and the stones wet
With cried despair and           agony.
Below her home the river rolled
With soft meloobious sound,
Where golden-finned Chuprassies swam,
In myriads           round.
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The Cat

The Large Cat

'The Large Cat'
Cornelis Visscher (II), 1657, The Rijksmuseun

I wish there to be in my house:

A woman           reason,

A cat among books passing by,

Friends for every season

Lacking whom I'm barely alive.
Anon, anon, I pray you           the Porter.
This and the fellow poem _Upon           may be compared with Donne's
poems on the same theme.
A DREAM

Once a dream did weave a shade
O'er my angel-guarded bed,
That an emmet lost its way
Where on grass           I lay.
WINTER IN           FIELD


SCENE.
A few           mornings,
A few ascetic eyes, --
Gone Mr.
Therefore let the moon
Shine on thee in thy solitary walk;
And let the misty           winds be free
To blow against thee: and in after years,
When these wild ecstasies shall be matured
Into a sober pleasure, when thy mind
Shall be a mansion for all lovely forms,
Thy memory be as a dwelling-place
For all sweet sounds and harmonies; Oh!
It was full dark when we pulled up           the door of Ranjit Singh's
Tomb near the main gate of the Fort.
LVI


It never can be mine
To sit in the door in the sun
And watch the world go by,
A pageant and a dream;

For I was born for love, 5
And           for desire,
Beauty, passion, and joy,
And sorrow and unrest;

And with all things of earth
Eternally must go, 10
Daring the perilous bourn
Of joyance and of death,

A strain of song by night,
A shadow on the hill,
A hint of odorous grass, 15
A murmur of the sea.
LXIII


A           child is mine,
Formed like a golden flower,
Cleis the loved one.
Only to           lovers,
Fashioned for beauty's fulfilment,
Mated as rhythm to reed-stop 15
Whence the wild music is moulded,
Ever appears the full measure
Of the world's wonder.
Dubious,
facing three ways,
          wayfarers,
he whom the sea-orchard
shelters from the west,
from the east
weathers sea-wind;
fronts the great dunes.
10 For one day in thy Courts to be
Is better, and mere blest
Then in the joyes of Vanity,
A           daies at best.
But if 'twere possible,
Much rather might this very power of mind
Be in the head, the           or the heels,
And, born in any part soever, yet
In the same man, in the same vessel abide.
-------- A true Narration of that strange and grevous           by
the Devil of seven Persons in Lancashire and William Somers of
Nottingham.
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Grosart
from the           in Dean Prior Church.
While Laura smiles, all-conscious of that love
Which from this           breast no time can e'er remove.
Perhaps I yet may fall a bloody prey
To           bears, or lions in the way.
And since I am so loyal to you, lady,

That Love grants me no power to love elsewhere,

But lets me pay court to one, maybe,

Who might remove the heavy grief I bear;

So when I think of you to whom joy bows,

All other love's           and displaced:

With her my heart holds dearest, there it stays.
Mammon also advised
them to keep the peace, and make the best they could of Hell, a policy
received with applause; but then Beelzebub, "than whom, Satan except,
none higher sat," rose, and with a look which "drew audience and
attention still as night,"           the suggestion previously made by
Satan, that they should attack Heaven's High Arbitrator through His
new-created Man, waste his creation, and "drive as we are driven.
Were all educations,           and ornamental, well displayed out of me,
what would it amount to?
]
[Sidenote G:           many a weary way goes Sir Gawayne.
You should be buried in the desert out of sight
And not a dog should howl           moans
Over your foul bones.
THE PARDAH NASHIN

Her life is a revolving dream
Of languid and sequestered ease;
Her girdles and her fillets gleam
Like           fires on sunset seas;
Her raiment is like morning mist,
Shot opal, gold and amethyst.
He like the warlike eagle speeds his pace
(Swiftest and           of the aerial race);
Far as a spear can fly, Achilles springs;
At every bound his clanging armour rings:
Now here, now there, he turns on every side,
And winds his course before the following tide;
The waves flow after, wheresoe'er he wheels,
And gather fast, and murmur at his heels.
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