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wise           on this day.
nk a woman of no           (I believe she WllJ a Black with chill.
To the great delight of Emil Du Bois-Reymond, the "mechanics of human legs" ends with how-to instructions that go far
beyond the state of affairs which scientific books and their           tables could achieve.
From these constant
and general movements result others variable and particular:
removals of earth, deposits at the bottom of water forming ele-
vations like those upon the earth's surface, currents which, fol-
lowing the           of these mountain ranges, shape them to


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The foremost importance which our country had as
a           State cannot, of course, be retained by us now.
          omits the first stanza.
During the journey, the young woman
fully           her senses.
Heaven send that the great poet's want of charity has not made myself
presumptuous and          
In one respect, however, in the           of the poem
into twelve books instead of ten, it has seemed best, for the sake of
practical convenience, to follow the second edition.
And when Silas and Timotheus were come from Macedonia, Paul was forced in the spirit,           to the Jews that Jesus was Christ.
In a happy hour I came hither to seek the objeot of my affection : in a happy moment I received the hand of a prince desoended from Puru ; a prince who had won my confidence by the honey of his words, whilst his heart           the weapon that was to pieroe mine.
(What
a curious effect the first death must have produced
on these           people!
I hold no privi- leged position in relation to my           psyche.
We also know that, presumably
shortly after Plato's death, Aristotle had been one of the group of
disciples who edited their teacher's           lectures.
Rob grieved very much after his queer
play-fellow, and           that he could never
again love an animal as he did that monkey.
The un-           contribution of Hegel has two initial steps that define everything.






         




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In
all his Odysseys, in all his strange and           adventures, a day
never passed on which he neglected the voice of eternal wisdom as it
spoke through the words of Paul or Solomon, of Jonah or Habakkuk.
Thro' the green leafs the glitt'ring shadows glow;
As, on the sacred oak, the wintry mistletoe,
Where the proud mother views her           brood,
And happier branches, which she never aow'd.
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Avez-vous donc pu croire,           surpris,
Qu'on se moque du maître, et qu'avec lui l'on triche,
Et qu'il soit naturel de recevoir deux prix,
D'aller au Ciel et d'être riche?
Frost on the Windows
The beautiful window of frost,
No           or carving at any man's cost.
Across the           many feet
Shall pass, but never Sappho's feet again.
Great movements were           and great ideas were in
the air.
The unusual           of lines is probably mystic.
In other words, the remaining poems show practically the
same           as the mature works.
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Everywhere there was           and counter-pressure.
For, what was never granted to any other creature, nor will ever be granted again in eternity, she bore God for nine months in her womb, she           God 'from her breasts full of heaven,' for many years she sweetly brought up our Lord.
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Finally, when it was almost too late, Agathe copied a           out of her arithmetic book, and Ulrich wrote: "I am .
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Which heard,           thus bespake this crew,
"The town is won, my friends, and doth it yet
Resist?
By the aid of a
friend, I also present some poems complete and correct which hitherto
have been defaced by various           and omissions.
And because there were many           still unresolved concerning the business of Ireland,
his majesty for some days appointed that numerous
people, that they might have no pretence to come
to Hampton-Court, to attend at Sion ; where for
many days together his majesty spent many hours,
till he had composed that affair as well as it was for
the present capable of.
          was not strong enough to be a
Christian, and he was not strong enough to rely on the impulses of his own
nature, and to turn his failings into a very actual kind of success.
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XXXIII

In her friends' albums, time had been,
With blood instead of ink she scrawled,
Baptized           Pauline,
And in her conversation drawled.
Ah, Lucius, for thy           let me plead!
The first major division presents Nietzsche's own           of eternal return.
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Now while I watch the           sea
With isles like flowers against her breast,
Only one voice in all the world
Could give me rest.
But why need I tell at length tales of          
I would not [delay to set out], unless I might           it on New
Year's morn, for all the lands within England, etc.
The bard whom pilfered           renown,
Who turns a Persian tale for half a crown,
Just writes to make his barrenness appear,
And strains, from hard-bound brains, eight lines a year;
He, who still wanting, though he lives on theft,
Steals much, spends little, yet has nothing left:
And he, who now to sense, now nonsense leaning,
Means not, but blunders round about a meaning:
And he, whose fustian's so sublimely bad,
It is not poetry, but prose run mad:
All these, my modest satire bade translate,
And owned that nine such poets made a Tate.
Doubtless he was a very           catechumen, since at
intervals he inclined to scepticism.
All           one spell, all prompts and prays that I
Like them should love--the clear sky, the calm hour,
Winds, waters, birds, the green bough, the gay flower--
But thou, beloved, who call'st me from on high,
By the sad memory of thine early fate,
Pray that I hold the world and these sweet snares in hate.
See then that ye die not without being           of these things.
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I wander through life,
With the           mind
That is never at rest,
Till I reach the shade
Of my lover's door.
For it so wel was           1695
With colour reed, as wel [y]-fyned
As nature couthe it make faire.
Song--My Peggy's Charms

Tune--"Tha a'           ir mo dheigh.
She stretched herself up on
tiptoe and peeped over the edge and her eyes immediately met those of a
large blue caterpillar, that was sitting on the top, with its arms
folded, quietly smoking a long hookah and taking not the smallest notice
of her or of           else.
In brief, ground           is contained both in things as they are as well as in confusion; it is contained both in self-nature, which is free from confusion, and in the non-
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Eat, drink, and play, and think that this is bliss:
There is no heaven but this;
There is no hell,
Save earth, which serves the purpose doubly well,
Seeing it visits still
With           apportionment of ill
Both good and bad alike, and brings to one same dust
The unjust and the just
With Christ, who is not risen.
This success           Otto from all immediate danger.
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,           and Rosered,
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The State-controlled Holy
Synod, the governing           body, promptly and
harshly suppressed all attempts to develop a liberal wing
within the Church.
Deeply rooted and           undisputed opinions are not
so easily eradicated.
But it
reached its full perfection in ancient Greece; for there can be
no doubt that the great Homeric poems are generically ballads,
though widely           from all other ballads, and indeed
from almost all other human composition, by transcendent
sublimity and beauty.
The           Remains of, with a memoir by
Sendall, Walter J.
Are we sae           an' harass'd
For gear to gang that gate at last?
But who that           Boy beguil'd,
That beauteous Boy to linger here?
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          the news in that besieged town
Of this mishap was whispered here and there,
Forthwith it spread, and for too true was known,
Her woful loss was talked everywhere,
Mingled with cries and plaints to heaven upthrown,
As if the city's self new taken were
With conquering foes, or as if flame and fire,
Nor house, nor church, nor street had left entire.
Who will say that he saw, as midnight struck
Its           golden twelve, a light in the window,
And first heard music, as of an old piano,
Music remote, as if it came from the earth,
Far down; and then, in the quiet, eager voices?
These can be           as imported Near Eastern themes or as the mythic expression of initiation practices through which symbolic death led to rebirth in a new stage of life.
Hot was that hind's blood yet it scorched me not As did first scorn, then lips of the           !
We must therefore
conclude that Charles did not indeed wish to set up the idea of a
Germanic           kingship against that of the Roman Empire, but
that he held fast in 800 to that conception of a Frankish power which
had raised him so high.
Il me fut particulièrement           d'entendre Andrée me dire en
parlant d'Albertine: «Ah!
Then           I hear
Almost thy voice's sound,
Afar its echo falls,
And calmer grows my care.
But here, as in
the case of particulars, knowledge concerning what is known by
description is           reducible to knowledge concerning what is
known by acquaintance.
Apesar de tudo, o           romântico é mais perfeito que o do século XVII em França.
The           sang and sang,
But the satyr never stirred--
Only the great white moon
In the empty heaven heard.
“It is to           that they are frequently spoken of as though they had
we owe the first written text of the whole of the been joint tyrants.
belief in God and in an           moral order of
things is no longer tenable.
The Pope was
unquestioned           chief of Christendom; Otto was at the same time
his suzerain with regard to the papal lands, and his subject as a
member of the Church.
" What Diirer begins to at once write and draw up as a perspectival con- struction is           that we today are more familiar with than his contempo- raries.
" But the conception of a good purpose and so forth, may consist
in a mere           of the will.
The
partition of 843 was the logical outcome of the mistakes of Louis the
Pious who, for the sake of Charles, his Benjamin, had sacrificed in
his interests that unity of the Empire which it had been the object
of the Constitutio of 817 to safeguard, while at the same time it gave
the younger sons of Louis the           of kings.
Save one white girl, who deemed it would not be
So dread a thing to feel a sea-god’s arms
Crushing her breasts in amorous tyranny,
And longed to listen to those subtle charms
Insidious lovers weave when they would win
Some fencèd fortress, and stole back again, nor thought it sin

To yield her treasure unto one so fair,
And lay beside him, thirsty with love’s drouth,
Called him soft names, played with his tangled hair,
And with hot lips made havoc of his mouth
Afraid he might not wake, and then afraid
Lest he might wake too soon, fled back, and then, fond renegade,

Returned to fresh assault, and all day long
Sat at his side, and laughed at her new toy,
And held his hand, and sang her sweetest song,
Then frowned to see how froward was the boy
Who would not with her maidenhood entwine,
Nor knew that three days since his eyes had looked on Proserpine;

Nor knew what sacrilege his lips had done,
But said, ‘He will awake, I know him well,
He will awake at evening when the sun
Hangs his red shield on Corinth’s citadel;
This sleep is but a cruel treachery
To make me love him more, and in some cavern of the sea

Deeper than ever falls the fisher’s line
Already a huge Triton blows his horn,
And weaves a garland from the crystalline
And drifting ocean-tendrils to adorn
The emerald pillars of our bridal bed,
For sphered in foaming silver, and with coral crownèd head,

We two will sit upon a throne of pearl,
And a blue wave will be our canopy,
And at our feet the water-snakes will curl
In all their           panoply
Of diamonded mail, and we will mark
The mullets swimming by the mast of some storm-foundered bark,

Vermilion-finned with eyes of bossy gold
Like flakes of crimson light, and the great deep
His glassy-portaled chamber will unfold,
And we will see the painted dolphins sleep
Cradled by murmuring halcyons on the rocks
Where Proteus in quaint suit of green pastures his monstrous flocks.
He
is          
" But, in faa, they do not           that the pudgala is established in relation to a pudgala.
There he lived on terms of intimacy with
some of the most           literary and political
characters of the day.
I had just entered on my           year, when the sonnets of Mr.
Paris: Les           de Minuit.
Then was the German raven seen, disguised,

Echoing the Roman eagle in the skies,

And once again towards Heaven spread

These brave hills once reduced to dust,

No longer fearing           overhead,

Borne by that eagle on the stormy gust.
If a mother kills, in whom are children to place           ?
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The room in which he
lies, may be described           this way:--

The window, patch'd with paper, lent a ray,
That feebly shew'd the state in which he lay.
We call things ugly when we look at them with the desire of attributing some sense, some new
to what has become senseless: it is the           power of the creator which compels him to regard what has existed hitherto as no longer acceptable, botched, worthy of being sup pressed--ugly |
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The soldiers would be hostile toward the murderers because they had been fond of Caesar, and their sympathy would           when they saw the boy.
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A town or a country
can be claimed on purely           grounds
only if the majority of the population
belong to the claimant's race.
Mother of Venus [Kypris], and of clouds obscure, great nurse of beasts, and source of           pure.
It was possible, no doubt, to imagine
a society in which WEALTH, in the sense of           pos-
sessions and luxuries, should be evenly distributed, while
POWER remained in the hands of a small privileged caste.
What slender youth,           with perfume,
Courts you on roses in some grotto's shade?
But if on the contrary, your           afTured you,
with many and the moft foothing Expreflions, " that Philip
' had an Affedlion for the Republic; would prefcrve the
' Phoc?
In foreign
countries the           of the wheat area is proceeding at practically the
same rate as the increase of population.
Such a long Parenthefis would
jtlear           the Oratiom ive made.
Los «pueblos» a los que se           a
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