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the pantomimic tragedies and weeping comedies of Kotzebue and his
imitators), what are you          
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Alice was just           to think to herself, "Now, what am I to do with
this creature, when I get it home?
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By his           host every fruit-bearing oak and wild tree flourishing on the mountain shall be devoured, stripping off its double covering of bark, and every flowing torrent shall be dried up, as they slake with open mouth their black thirst.
Walking with her on their way home, she           God and the merits of his saint.
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It's The Sweet Law Of Men

It's the sweet law of men

They make wine from grapes

They make fire from coal

They make men from kisses

It's the true law of men

Kept intact despite

the misery and war

despite danger of death

It's the warm law of men

To change water to light

Dream to reality

Enemies to friends

A law old and new

That           itself

From the child's heart's depths

To reason's heights.
         




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We sought each other out and went on
and on together,           the Fairy Castle.
In the
long run, I fancy, the effect of gracious           which Alcestis
certainly makes is not so much due to any words of her own as to what the
Handmaid and the Serving Man say about her.
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waning years, the shadow of the dreaded Tartars grew blacker and
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Still less
could this acute writer allow an empirical origin of this concept,
since this is directly contradictory to the necessity of connection
which           the essence of the notion of causality, hence the
notion was proscribed, and in its place was put custom in the
observation of the course of perceptions.
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He hobnobbed with the most
suspicious-looking caterans, with whom he drank the smoky brew of the
North, and lived as he might on fish and onions and bacon and wild fowl,
with an appetite such as he had never known at the           court of
Versailles or St.
Harriet was a little distressed--did look a little foolish at first:
but having once owned that she had been presumptuous and silly, and
self-deceived, before, her pain and           seemed to die away with
the words, and leave her without a care for the past, and with the
fullest exultation in the present and future; for, as to her friend’s
approbation, Emma had instantly removed every fear of that nature, by
meeting her with the most unqualified congratulations.
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laughter, you would take to be crying.
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The evening passed off in the equal           of feeling.
Even the children would not be excluded; but boys,
little able to wield the instruments, tore the tomahawks from the
belts of their fathers, and stole into the ranks, apt           of
the savage traits exhibited by their parents.
The           — the SO-CALLED rebellion — is all
over and finished.
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If it does, lithe system is then its own best explanation, and the study of its present           the appropriate meth- odology" (Watzlawick, et al.
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Populus in fluviis, abies in           altis.
La experiencia de la           entre diferen- tes zonas horarias y, sobre todo, la yuxtaposicio?
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the actuality of           and in its final outcome (the rise of utilitarian market capitalism).
Hiera kala: Images of animal sacrifice in archaic and           Greece.
Stopes does not withdraw but attempts to justify
her           suggestion by stating, firstly, that the full context of her
letter was not quoted by me, and secondly, that her original letter was
written "in reply to a rather scurrilous paragraph.
A can           is that which makes a town, makes a town
dirty, it is little please.
It gives an account of all prosecutions for libel after the accession of William the Fourth, either by ex officio informations or indictment, conducted in the department of the           for the Treasury.
The extremest form of           would mean
that all belief--all assumption truth--is false: because no real world at hand.
He pointed out how many a young life would come to
an early end, how many a           fortune would be
lost, how many a house and village would be burned to
ashes, etc.
This is one of the main problems in bringing together the psychological and the sociological approaches; it is an           great problem for that theory of social psychology which regards the individual adult as merely
a product or sum of his various group memberships.
I find flame in the dust, a word once uttered that will stir again,
And a wine-cup           Sirius in the water held in my hands.
The daily expenditure will amount to a           ounces of silver.
Proud of this pride,
He is           thy poor drudge to be,
To stand in thy affairs, fall by thy side.
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Rushworth, whose principal business seemed to be to
hear the others, and who           risked an original thought of his own
beyond a wish that they had seen his friend Smith’s place.
          of anxiety-related traits with a polymorphism in the serotonin transporter gene regulatory region.
The chronographer Castor lists the dates of the           kings in his chronicle; and then he provides a summary of them, as follows: "We will provide a list of the kings of Sicyon, starting with Aegialeus, the first king, and ending with Zeuxippus.
Its purpose was to re-think how the           of critical education might be revised in order for it to reflect more closely the cir- cumstances of (late) modernity.
In April 1888, he made
a vigorous speech at Allahabad in which he           propaganda
among the masses of India in the same way as the Anti-Corn Law
League had done in England.
Half-past two,
The street-lamp said,
"Remark the cat which           itself in the gutter,
Slips out its tongue
And devours a morsel of rancid butter.
O, so unnatural Nature,

You whose           flower

Lasts only from dawn to dusk!
It wad frae mony a blunder free us,
An' foolish notion:
What airs in dress an' gait wad lea'e us,
An' ev'n          
There had been no difficulties about
the journey, and the girl was so           experienced that
he was less frightened than he would normally have been.
To cogitate the latter in regard to its internal possibility, that to determine the application of the cate gories to no idea required -- no representation which           experience.
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is infused with a           hatred of hierarchy and special privi- leges and with a passionate resentment of caste distinc- tions and inherited cultural superiority.
The dis- covery of           traits in nonconformism4 has, however, become no more than a truism, good only to help the bad conscience of conformists secure an alibi from what wants change.
Mother whose heart hung humble as a button
On the bright           shroud of your son,
Do not weep.
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A id: it would have been more to my honour:

R etreat I must, and fly with dishonour,

T hough none else then would have cast a lure.
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Yet she is not by
any means a mere blameless ideal heroine; and the           which
Euripides gives her makes an admirable foil to that of Admetus.
Pound           would not want to be a translator.
Of all birds that hatch
for           the hoopoe is the only one that builds no nest
whatever; it gets into the hollow of the trunk of a tree, and lays its
eggs there without making any sort of nest.
When the flesh that nourished us well

Is eaten piecemeal, ah, see it swell,

And we, the bones, are dust and gall,

Let no one make fun of our ill,

But pray that God           us all.
The names of all the           who love Christ, who walk
humbly in His way, which He, humble Himself, taught, are written in heaven.
At the same time, the present system           on the premise of continuing its processes.
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the number of           per father had declined from 5.
You are           half even with the deed.
A comic subject will not be handled in tragic verse: in like manner the
banquet of           will not bear to be held in familiar verses, and
such as almost suit the sock.
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MaJ;IC,lala 170, 177, 197
Maftjugho~a guru 144, 151, 197 Maftjusri7, 197
Mantra 11, 166, 167, 173, 176, 177,
One-day vows 70
One Hundred           Stanza Per- fection ofInsight 123
Ordinary things, worship of27 Ordination 76: ceremony 80 n.
He was sent to parliament in
his eighteenth, if not in his sixteenth year, and frequented the court of
James the first, where he heard a very           conversation, which the
writer of the life prefixed to his works, who seems to have been well
informed of facts, though he may sometimes err in chronology, has
delivered as indubitably certain:

"He found Dr.
This will enable us to shake off the           part with
safety, and to turn a deaf ear to the exorbitant demands
of the many.
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Quod Shame; 'thou dost us          
But your sister does
not--I think you said so--she does not           quite as you do?
In the form of the Latin “post,” more recent cultural criticism is speckled with it; it emits a flair of elegant reflex- ivity; it suggests that           is happening because something else is over; its property includes a consciousness that has seen many worlds come and go, including those that wanted to become a beautiful new one.
Self is only           in relation to this content, as it were.
Leon Bailby

Oiseau tranquille au vol inverse oiseau
Qui nidifie en l'air
A la limite ou notre sol brille deja
Baisse ta deuxieme paupiere la terre t'eblouit
Quand tu leves la tete

Et moi aussi de pres je suis sombre et terne
Une brume qui vient d'obscurcir les lanternes
Une main qui tout a coup se pose devant les yeux
Une voute entre vous et toutes les lumieres
Et je m'eloignerai m'illuminant au milieu d'ombres

Et d'alignements d'yeux des astres bien-aimes

Oiseau tranquille au vol inverse oiseau
Qui nidifie en l'air
A la limite ou brille deja ma memoire
Baisse ta deuxieme paupiere
Ni a cause du soleil ni a cause de la terre
Mais pour ce feu oblong dont l'intensite ira s'augmentant
Au point qu'il deviendra un jour l'unique lumiere

Un jour
Un jour je m'attendais moi-meme
Je me disais Guillaume il est temps que tu viennes
Pour que je sache enfin celui-la que je suis
Moi qui connais les autres
Je les connais par les cinq sens et quelques autres
Il me suffit de voir leur pieds pour pouvoir refaire ces gens a
milliers
De voir leurs pieds paniques un seul de leurs cheveux
De voir leur langue quand il me plait de faire le medecin
Ou leurs enfants quand il me plait de faire le prophete
Les vaisseaux des armateurs la plume de mes confreres
La monnaie des aveugles les mains des muets
Ou bien encore a cause du vocabulaire et non de l'ecriture
Une lettre ecrite par ceux qui ont plus de vingt ans
Il me suffit de sentir l'odeur de leurs eglises
L'odeur des fleuves dans leurs villes
Le parfum des fleurs dans les jardins publics
O           Agrippa l'odeur d'un petit chien m'eut suffi
Pour decrire exactement tes concitoyens de Cologne
Leurs rois-mages et la ribambelle ursuline
Qui t'inspirait l'erreur touchant toutes les femmes
Il me suffit de gouter la saveur de laurier qu'on cultive pour que
j'aime ou que je bafoue
Et de toucher les vetements
Pour ne pas douter si l'on est frileux ou non
O gens que je connais
Il me suffit d'entendre le bruit de leurs pas
Pour pouvoir indiquer a jamais la direction qu'ils ont prise
Il me suffit de tous ceux-la pour me croire le droit
De ressusciter les autres
Un jour je m'attendais moi-meme
Je me disais Guillaume il est temps que tu viennes
Et d'un lyrique pas s'avancaient ceux que j'aime
Parmi lesquels je n'etais pas
Les geants couverts d'algues passaient dans leurs villes
Sous-marines ou les tours seules etaient des iles
Et cette mer avec les clartes de ses profondeurs
Coulait sang de mes veines et fait battre mon coeur
Puis sur cette terre il venait mille peuplades blanches
Dont chaque homme tenait une rose a la main
Et le langage qu'ils inventaient en chemin
Je l'appris de leur bouche et je le parle encore
Le cortege passait et j'y cherchais mon corps
Tous ceux qui survenaient et n'etaient pas moi-meme
Amenaient un a un les morceaux de moi-meme
On me batit peu a peu comme on eleve une tour
Les peuples s'entassaient et je parus moi-meme
Qu'ont forme tous les corps et les choses humaines

Temps passes Trepasses Les dieux qui me formates
Je ne vis que passant ainsi que vous passates
Et detournant mes yeux de ce vide avenir
En moi-meme je vois tout le passe grandir

Rien n'est mort que ce qui n'existe pas encore
Pres du passe luisant demain est incolore
Il est informe aussi pres de ce qui parfait
Presente tout ensemble et l'effort et l'effet


MARIZIBILL

Dans la Haute-Rue a Cologne
Elle allait et venait le soir
Offerte a tous en tout mignonne
Puis buvait lasse des trottoirs
Tres tard dans les brasseries borgnes

Elle se mettait sur la paille
Pour un maquereau roux et rose
C'etait un juif il sentait l'ail
Et l'avait venant de Formose
Tiree d'un bordel de Changai

Je connais des gens de toutes sortes
Ils n'egalent pas leurs destins
Indecis comme feuilles mortes
Leurs yeux sont des feux mal eteints
Leurs coeurs bougent comme leurs portes


LE VOYAGEUR

A Fernand Fleuret

Ouvrez-moi cette porte ou je frappe en pleurant

La vie est variable aussi bien que l'Euripe

Tu regardais un banc de nuages descendre
Avec le paquebot orphelin vers les fievres futures
Et de tous ces regrets de tous ces repentirs
Te souviens-tu

Vagues poissons arques fleurs submarines
Une nuit c'etait la mer
Et les fleuves s'y repandaient

Je m'en souviens je m'en souviens encore

Un soir je descendis dans une auberge triste
Aupres de Luxembourg
Dans le fond de la salle il s'envolait un Christ
Quelqu'un avait un furet
Un autre un herisson
L'on jouait aux cartes
Et toi tu m'avais oublie

Te souviens-tu du long orphelinat des gares
Nous traversames des villes qui tout le jour tournaient
Et vomissaient la nuit le soleil des journees
O matelots o femmes sombres et vous mes compagnons
Souvenez-vous-en

Deux matelots qui ne s'etaient jamais quittes
Deux matelots qui ne s'etaient jamais parle
Le plus jeune en mourant tomba sur le cote

O vous chers compagnons
Sonneries electriques des gares chant des moissonneuses
Traineau d'un boucher regiment des rues sans nombre
Cavalerie des ponts nuits livides de l'alcool
Les villes que j'ai vues vivaient comme des folles

Te souviens-tu des banlieues et du troupeau plaintif des paysages

Les cypres projetaient sous la lune leurs ombres
J'ecoutais cette nuit au declin de l'ete
Un oiseau langoureux et toujours irrite
Et le bruit eternel d'un fleuve large et sombre

Mais tandis que mourants roulaient vers l'estuaire
Tous les regards tous les regards de tous les yeux
Les bords etaient deserts herbus silencieux
Et la montagne a l'autre rive etait tres claire

Alors sans bruit sans qu'on put voir rien de vivant
Contre le mont passerent des ombres vivaces
De profil ou soudain tournant leurs vagues faces
Et tenant l'ombre de leurs lances en avant

Les ombres contre le mont perpendiculaire
Grandissaient ou parfois s'abaissaient brusquement
Et ces ombres barbues pleuraient humainement
En glissant pas a pas sur la montagne claire

Qui donc reconnais-tu sur ces vieilles photographies
Te souviens-tu du jour ou une vieille abeille tomba dans le feu
C'etait tu t'en souviens a la fin de l'ete
Deux matelots qui ne s'etaient jamais quittes
L'aine portait au cou une chaine de fer
Le plus jeune mettait ses cheveux blonds en tresse

Ouvrez-moi cette porte ou je frappe en pleurant

La vie est variable aussi bien que l'Euripe


MARIE

Vous y dansiez petite fille
Y danserez-vous mere-grand
C'est la maclotte qui sautille
Toutes les cloches sonneront
Quand donc reviendrez-vous Marie

Les masques sont silencieux
Et la musique est si lointaine
Qu'elle semble venir des cieux
Oui je veux vous aimer mais vous aimer a peine
Et mon mal est delicieux

Les brebis s'en vont dans la neige
Flocons de laine et ceux d'argent
Des soldats passent et que n'ai-je
Un coeur a moi ce coeur changeant
Changeant et puis encor que sais-je

Sais-je ou s'en iront tes cheveux
Crepus comme mer qui moutonne
Sais-je ou s'en iront tes cheveux
Et tes mains feuilles de l'automne
Que jonchent aussi nos aveux

Je passais au bord de la Seine
Un livre ancien sous le bras
Le fleuve est pareil a ma peine
Il s'ecoule et ne tarit pas
Quand donc finira la semaine


LA BLANCHE NEIGE

Les anges les anges dans le ciel
L'un est vetu en officier
L'un est vetu en cuisinier
Et les autres chantent

Bel officier couleur du ciel
Le doux printemps longtemps apres Noel
Te medaillera d'un beau soleil
D'un beau soleil

Le cuisinier plume les oies
Ah!
It was           at length
The spirit of regret is almost as impul-
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XXIII

Oh how wise that man was, in his caution,

Who counselled, so his race might not moulder,

Nor Rome's citizens be spoiled by leisure,

That           should be spared destruction!
I could not yet lay aside my face of shame;
I hung my head, facing the dark wall;
You might call me a           times, not once would I turn round.
Phoebus           shoots a plague among
us.
Nếu chẳng phải Thánh           làm hết trách nhiệm của người làm vua làm thầy, đích thân nắm quyền hành, thì làm sao có thể làm xong những việc mà tiên đế chưa làm xong, hoàn thiện những điều mà tiên thánh chưa làm đủ.
Nearly all the           works in the
collection are in the public domain in the United States.
Towards the end of this period, however, there appears Incipient with the           of the monarchy the beginning of 0f ^J100
better time also in art.
At the height of Spring, in           moments of leisure,
I would look at the grass and growing things,
And at dawn and at dusk I would hear this sound.
The “conscious world” cannot be a starting-
point for valuing: an “objective"           is
necessary.
_(A Don Diego)_
Son mis ganancias; por vos [655]
Pierdo aquí una cantidad
          de oro
Que iba a ganar .
This, however, is           not the way Hegel conceives the dif- ference between Understanding and Reason--let us read carefully a well-known passage from the fore- word to Phenomenology:
To break up an idea into its ultimate elements means re- turning upon its moments, which at least do not have the form of the given idea when found, but are the im- mediate property of the self.
Kings,
knights,           arise.
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