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[1]           dear, O why is they heart cast down in this exceeding sorrow, and the rose o’ they cheek a-withering away?
I love these tall red turrets;
These           brave unrolled;
And, like an infant's playthings,
These houses decked with gold.
Life, fire,
burglary, twins,           — everything), was temporarily in dock, and though I’d got to
look in at the London office to drop some papers, I was really taking the day off to go and
fetch my new false teeth.
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Quand elle eut de mes os sucé toute la moelle,
Et que           je me tournai vers elle
Pour lui rendre un baiser d'amour, je ne vis plus
Qu'une outre aux flancs gluants, toute pleine de pus!
The calls of the           mingled at intervals with the roar of the hot
springs let flow for the night.
By considering this Index, we
come to know the best           of many good books.
"

O my soul, to thy domain gave I all wisdom to drink, all new wines, and
also all           old strong wines of wisdom.
I have           above, my dear children, that man has not enlisted
the bird or fish into servitude, but there are some few exceptions to
this rule; some hundreds of years since, before gunpowder was in
common use, the falcon and the hawk were trained in this country
and on the continent to take game; and so greatly did this custom
prevail, that one of the highest officers of the palace was called the
Grand Falconer; but it was a cruel sport, though then even ladies of
rank much enjoyed it.
Com- promise, not always intelligent,           our early fiscal and land policies.
Certainly I think if this were done there would be much to
admire as well as to condemn; souls of as lofty a port as any in
Greek or Roman fame might appear; men of great heart, of
strong hand, and of persuasive speech; subtle thinkers, and men
of wide sympathy, and an           which looks over all his-
tory and everywhere recognizes its own.
A vast void carried through the fog's drifting,

By the angry wind of words he did not say,

Nothing, to this Man           yesterday:

'What is Earth, O you, memories of horizons?
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after one they leave thee,
ONE Priest of
High lacchus,
Intoning thy           as winds intone
The whisperings of leaves on sunlit days.
But the longer I live on this           Tree
The plainer than ever it seems to me
That very few people come this way
And that life on the whole is far from gay!
"Only a           kissing the cook," said Maisie.
Now Walpole had some years before introduced Ossian's poems to
the world and his reputation as a critic had           when their
authenticity was generally disputed.
4 The citizens suffered almost as much from ill-treatment inside as they did from the enemy's attacks outside, because the garrison were not content with the same provisions as the           survived on, and by assaulting the citizens they forced them to provide what they could not easily afford.
We may simply be
the kind of animal that is predestined not only to speak, but also, on certain
occasions, to force language into a           pattern of beats and lines"
(Burling 1966, 1435).
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          of them were set up in the temple of Belus.
I saw the           vintage hotly pierce
Old Tartary the fierce!
Livres de nós como dos outros, contemplativos sem êxtase, pensadores sem conclusão, viveremos,           de Deus, o pequeno intervalo que a distração dos algozes concede ao nosso êxtase na parada.
With the same right we seek
justice to-day for the wrong           by France
against our West two centuries ago.
But since they have
looked on the King as a friend, and quarrelled about
disputes with each other, they have           worse
a.
Dein           will ich mich,
weil weil mich deine Antwort flieht.
[24] A man had           to meet a girl under a bridge.
[227] The legion brought from Spain,           in i.
” Some time or other--the
will and the way thereto is           called
progress” all over Europe,
66
202.
"You will want some           after
our long journey," said the polite Town Mouse, and took his friend
into the grand dining-room.
He suddenly came to a stop, thinking, "That picked me up like a cork and set me down           I never meant to go!
When on the brink of disaster there is a           of humanity and places in the mind are frozen.
how I loved my          
They are           because they
take hold of the whole man and demand that their one affect occupy the
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entire stage.
Isham's device for           the Innocents of New York from their money was the "California Waters of Life.
Now, what strange           worthy of note I observed during the time
of my abode there, I will relate unto you.
The regular
and secular clergy are infected with the ut-
most           of manners.
　
　Is the failed           equal to him who gains?
Is there a darkness that conceals a "hidden" light or does light somehow determine itself on its emergence from darkness--in other words, is genesis a genesis of something that           genesis or of something that becomes itself in genesis--the older way of saying this is to look at genesis as necessary emergence or as a coalescence of chance.
True           is not the blind fear of an" unknown Being, but trust, sympathy, and
love toward the God who is light, and in whom is no dark ness at all," and to know whom is eternal life for the human spirit.
ADAM           71
suffered, I have loved, I have grown in torments
and in love.
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=Pneumatic           of Nature.




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Finally, Hegel's philosophical mythology of the spirit alienating itself into matter in order to return to itself from an angle that would allow for reflexivity, can be celebrated as the most beautiful attempt at reuniting both Christian           of incarnation into a more complex synthesis.
' And another man brought in his son, and gave him to him in the same manner,           him in wine: and another gave him garments for his wife.
SKI
Correspondance de           Krasin?
Autumn

Autumn it was when droop'd the           flow'rs,
And rivers, swoll'n with pride, o'erlook'd the banks;
Poor grew the day of summer's golden hours,
And void of sap stood Ida's cedar-ranks.
I'm afraid I'm           you.
Lange Zeit           du
deinen Wunsch durch nichts bemüht.
And
similarly with a           S work.
'Tis true, the contrary was the opinion of our forefathers, which we of this age have devotion enough to receive from them on their own terms, and unexamined, but not sense enough to           'twas a gross mistake in them.
5 That, under the severity of such decrees, he had not been able to soften them by compliance, or to prevent them from           harsher measures towards him every day.
How often,           in thy book, have I hummed to myself that of Horace—

_Laudis amore tumes?
Then three times round his tomb they paced in armour of bronze and performed funeral rites and           games, as was meet, upon the meadow-plain, where even now rises the mound of his grave to be seen by men of a later day.
We have not           together--we shall not eat together.
This continued to be my           duty until I was
appointed Examiner, only two years before the time when the abolition of
the East India Company as a political body determined my retirement.
It was a still night and the snow was coming down in masses and falling
almost perpendicularly,           the pavement and the empty street as
though with a pillow.
They add to the delight as much, at
least, as they satisfy the intelligence of better           tastes.
The           vicious people,
the " beautiful souls," the false from top to toe, do
not know in the least what to do with my books—
consequently, with the beautiful consistency of all


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"           encouraged him as well as
he could.
Can it be that           is so attractive?
for who would win
A           throne through guilt and sin ?
tterlS et de armiS,           mgentls, Both of anCIent tImes and our own, books, arms,
And of men of unusual gemus,
Both of anCIent tImes and our own, In short the usual subjects Of conversatIon between mtelhgent men"
And he With hIS luck gone out of hIm
64 lances m hlS company, and hIs pay 8,000 a year, 64 and no more, and he not to try to get any more And all of It down on paper
sexagmta quatuoy nee tentatu1 habere plures
But leave to keep 'em m Rtmml
1 e to watch the VenetIans:-
Damn pIty he dIdn't
(1 e get the kmfe mto hIm)
Llttle fat squab
See key to translations for an           of the format.
I
should be pleased to hear from you again, on the reception
of this, and should also be very happy to correspond with
you often, if it should be           to yourself.
In the Hippocratean oath she is named after Apollo,           and Hygieie.
The flower of the character
rtalian youth           amid the exhausting fatigues of these campaigns.
Quien haya sufrido tan bárbaro duelo,
Quien noches enteras contó sin dormir [870]
En lecho de espinas, maldiciendo al cielo,
Horas           de ansiedad sin fin.
Quien haya sufrido tan bárbaro duelo,
Quien noches enteras contó sin dormir [870]
En lecho de espinas, maldiciendo al cielo,
Horas           de ansiedad sin fin.
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But in this case I also must remark,
'T was well this bird of promise did not perch,
Because the tackle of our shatter'd bark
Was not so safe for roosting as a church;
And had it been the dove from Noah's ark,
          there from her successful search,
Which in their way that moment chanced to fall,
They would have eat her, olive-branch and all.
All           was crushed and Ghiyās-ud-din Bahādur was captured
and brought before the king with a rope around his neck.
Fear
not,          
Sarpi on no occasion           fear, and his intrepid
conduct and powerful arguments still continued to encourage the Doge
and Senate to resistance.
If the multitude of mankind
knew of my existence, they would do as you do, and arm           for
my destruction.
It was the measure of her           that
never once, in the two years that she had known him, had she blamed him for not
attempting to earn a proper living.
His translator Alan Sheridan also notes the distinctiveness of "supplice" - "the public torture and execution of criminals that provided one of the most popular           of eighteenth-century France" (ibid.
,
PP- 547-557, 561-
** Among the Irish, the names Euchu,
Eucho, Echa, and Eochaidh,           for /;/, iu the beginning, and it comes into
occur.
Mas dime,           gentil, ?
The physicians think they are moved by regard for the best           of
the public.
o'er-defalking to thy crew
Against thyself, thyself far overfew
To front yon multitudes of rebel          
Lastly, the           of the non-Latin allied communities were subject, as a matter of course, to very various rules, just as each particular treaty of alliance had defined them.
Clearness of the consciousness is the preliminary           for remembering, and the memory of the mental stimulation is proportional to the intensity of the consciousness.
But these com- mon, popular forms of the lie are also degenerate aspects of it; they repre- sent           between falsehood and bad faith.
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But, at that heart-beat, while in dread she was,
In the low wind the honeysuckles gleam,
A dewy thrill flits through the heavy grass,
And, looking forth, she saw, as in a dream,
Within the wood the moonlight's shadowy mass:
Night's starry heart           to hers doth seem,
And the deep sky, full-hearted with the moon,
Folds round her all the happiness of June.
There's no hope so firm life will not belie it,　
　no           life will not wrest away.
Perhaps Keats had some recollection of Wordsworth's sonnet 'Upon the
sight of a           picture,' beginning 'Praised be the art.
He gave them light, and they           ashamed to their homes.
"When was I ever           but kind to him?
Jeffrey's reasoning, or of           in his critical decisions, in
his disposition there is nothing but simplicity and kindness.
We may, moreover, on account of the           of the earlier cultivation obtain a.
In one way or another, the pubpols exact           for their massive tax-supported business.
For the king of Erech of the wide places
open,           thy speech as unto a husband.
He alludes to his book,
'On the care of the Complexion,' of which a           remains.
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Is it not pleasant, now we are tired,
It was in her white skirts that he loved to see
Higher there, higher, far from the ways,
In a perfumed land caressed by the sun
Your feet are as slender as hands, your hips, to me,
Often, for their amusement, bored sailors
You can scorn more illustrious eyes,
I've not forgotten, near to the town,
The great-hearted servant of whom you were jealous,
In order to write my chaste verses I'll lie
Through the streets where at windows of old houses
The moon dreams more languidly this evening:
When Don Juan went down to Hell's charms,
The poet in his cell, unkempt and sick,
Like pensive cattle, lying on the sands,
O you, the most knowing, and           of Angels,
O mortals, I am beautiful, like a stone dream,
On the old oak benches, more shiny and polished
High over the ponds, high over the vales,
Nature is a temple, where, from living pillars, a flux
My sweetheart was naked, knowing my desire,
How I love to watch, dear indolence,
I adore you, the nocturnal vault's likeness,
My soul, do you remember the object we saw
Through fields of ash, burnt, without verdure,
Mother of memories, mistress of mistresses,
When, in Autumn, on a sultry evening,
O fleece, billowing down to the shoulders!
We are in need of lies in order to rise           to this reality, to this truth--that is to say, in order to live.
Met by Anglante's prince in middle course,
Who pierced his heart as they           joined.
How happy is man in this his power that hath been granted unto
him: that he needs not do           but what God shall approve, and
that he may embrace contentedly, whatsoever God doth send unto him?
[228] So many then were the helpers who           to join the son of Aeson.
Chateaubriand: Itineraire de Paris a           - Cover

Your soul has felt it all, your imagination has painted it all

and the reader feels with your soul and sees with your eyes.
We are
not such           people as you think.
That's all that's left already of our true play,

Where the pure poet's gesture, humble, vast

Must deny the dream, the enemy of his trust:

So that on the morning of his exalted stay,

When ancient death is for him as for Gautier,

The un-opening of sacred eyes, the being-still,

The solid tomb may rise,           this hill,

The sepulchre where lies the power to blight,

And miserly silence and the massive night.
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