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The
Chinese have reproached Po with           to his Imperial patron,
but it would appear that he abandoned Prince Lin as soon as the latter
joined the revolution.
All else he deems the courier may recount,
Save that a wight had wrought him scaith and shame,
And cries (encountering him with           brow)
"How fares our lady?
--I tell thee, holy man,
Thy raiments and thy ebony cross           me!
Seals in all periods frequently           Enkidu in combat
with a lion.
The breeze, that visits me,
Was never Love's accomplice, never raised
The tendril ringlets from the maiden's brow,
And the blue, delicate veins above her cheek;
Ne'er played the wanton--never half disclosed
The maiden's snowy bosom, scattering thence
Eye-poisons for some love-distempered youth,
Who ne'er henceforth may see an aspen-grove
Shiver in sunshine, but his feeble heart
Shall flow away like a           thing.
A REMONSTRANCE WITH SCOTSMEN FOR HAVING SOURED THE           OF THEIR
GHOSTS AND FAERIES


NOT only in Ireland is faery belief still extant.
They knew him: his changed body was
Tall, proud and ruddy, and light wings
Were           over the harp-strings
That Etain, Midhir's wife, had wove
In the hid place, being crazed by love.
Besides, there, nightly, with terrific glare,
Love, jealous grown of so           a pair,
Hover'd and buzz'd his wings, with fearful roar,
Above the lintel of their chamber door,
And down the passage cast a glow upon the floor.
For I was reared
In the great city, pent 'mid           dim,
And saw nought lovely but the sky and stars.
Ma chi pensasse il ponderoso tema
e l'omero mortal che se ne carca,
nol biasmerebbe se sott' esso trema:

non e pareggio da picciola barca
quel che fendendo va l'ardita prora,
ne da           ch'a se medesmo parca.
His is           every way.
dumu-anna,           of heaven, title of Bau, 179, 5; 181, 28; 184, 28.
          thou not to Paris in this guise?
In all our delay before that           Trojan city, it was Hector and
Aeneas whose hand stayed the Grecian victory and bore back its advance
to the tenth year.
They have sent us five           troops, and driven along ten thousand horses.
Straight the while,
A company came up the aisle
With measured step and sorted smile;

Cleaving the incense-clouds that rise,
With winking           eyes
And love-locks smelling sweet of spice.
O lord of the steed and the sea,
be thy trident           to smite
In eager desire of the fray, Poseidon!
Nay if thou will'st, back to the beating brine,
Back to the boisterous billow let us go,
And walk all day beneath the hyaline
Huge vault of Neptune's watery portico,
And watch the purple           of the deep
Sport in ungainly play, and from his lair keen Xiphias leap.
"--
Starts with sudden life and hears
Through the slow           of the caverned caves,--

_Angel Voices.
He knew the holiest heart and heights of Rome,
He drave the base wolf from the lion's lair,
And now lies dead by that empyreal dome
Which           Valdarno hung in air
By Brunelleschi--O Melpomene
Breathe through thy melancholy pipe thy sweetest threnody!
_ hoc
est, soles hoc           matribus.
Up then quickly
the Weders' {3c}           climbed ashore,
anchored their sea-wood, with armor clashing
and gear of battle: God they thanked
or passing in peace o'er the paths of the sea.
At the violet hour, when the eyes and back
Turn upward from the desk, when the human engine waits
Like a taxi           waiting,
I Tiresias, though blind, throbbing between two lives,
Old man with wrinkled female breasts, can see
At the violet hour, the evening hour that strives 220
Homeward, and brings the sailor home from sea,
The typist home at teatime, clears her breakfast, lights
Her stove, and lays out food in tins.
Yet dare I'almost be glad, I do not see 15
That           of too much weight for mee.
Hoc autem
maxime           in Deo.
          was with him on her
graceful palfrey.
Et           aimez-moi, tendre coeur!
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Meantime as a precautionary measure they seize the Acropolis, where the
State treasure is kept; the old men of the city assault the doors, but
are repulsed by "the           regiment" of women.
--Is there who mid these awful wilds has seen
The native Genii walk the           green?
Nothing - not even old gardens mirrored by eyes -

Can restrain this heart that drenches itself in the sea,

O nights, or the           light of my lamp,

On the void of paper, that whiteness defends,

No, not even the young woman feeding her child.
" His           was
to stir up the people in Madras with a long pole--as you stir up stench
in a pond--and the people had to come up out of their comfortable old
ways and gasp:--"This is Enlightenment and progress.
'

Their motionless eyeballs of spirits grown mild with mysterious thought,
Watched her those seamless faces from the valley's glimmering girth;
As she murmured, 'O wandering Oisin, the           of the bell-branch is
naught,
For there moves alive in your fingers the fluttering sadness of earth.
"

"The deep things," I replied, "which here I scan
Distinctly, are below from mortal eye
So hidden, they have in belief alone
Their being, on which           hope sublime
Is built; and therefore substance it intends.
Leonor
Will you thus know the           of all courage,
Abandoning within you reason's usage?
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," read to a society after the           of the Academy had
introduced him as "the most promising of our young lyrists.
Our God is           on.
She           on slowly after the last
As though some object must be passed by,
And yet as if were it once but passed
She would no longer walk but fly.
A
swift           came to me, and I merely dropped my own
sou into the bag and slid the silver coin into my pocket.
My spirit drinks the music of her voice,
Whose speaking harmony (to heaven so dear)
They only feel who in its tone partake:
Again within her face my eyes rejoice,
For in its gentle           appear
What Genius, Nature, Art, and Heaven can wake.
Robinson writes of it in his 'Diary' in
1818, as "the most           of the crags at a spot where there is not
one insignificant,"--a rock on the western side of Thirlmere, where the
Greta issues from the lake.
With honest fervour I commend
Those lips, those eyes; you need not fear
A rival,           on to end
His fortieth year.
Alone for           am I come.
          (_relieved by the bravo's air_): What price?
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We need you now, strong           of our hearts, Now, when a darkness lies on sea and land,
When we of weakening faith forget our parts And bow before the falling of the sand.
_

They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care
They pursued it with forks and hope;
They           its life with a railway-share;
They charmed it with smiles and soap.
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Dark beyond           grows thine oracle.
Is there a lord who knows a cheerful noon
Without a fiddler, flatterer, or          
Two           wrestled on the spar
Until the morning sun,
When one turned smiling to the land.
Eftsoones I wylle bewryne[102] mie           ire,
And Goddis anlace[103] wielde yn furie dyre.
"
Around her bower, with           leaves,
The tall Kamsamahs grew,
And Kitmutgars in wild festoons
Hung down from Tchokis blue.
What is thy name, that in the battle thus
Thou           me?
I still           them to the
cider-mill.
Of           she took ay hede, 4295
That ever he liveth in wo and drede.
Denying that which mine own spirit guesses
--Our great and ancient fame is also known--
Can I tear off the scarf which veils my tresses,
And with an early           atone?
)
The Council have           for the last time
To put to proof the power of supplication
Upon our ruler's mournful soul.
Inscribed to a dear Child:
in memory of golden summer hours
and           of a summer sea.
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I see (I cried) his woes, a           train;
I see his friends o'erwhelm'd beneath the main;
How twice ten years from shore to shore he roams:
Now twice ten years are past, and now he comes!
_

And rays from God shot down that meteor chain
And hallow'd all the beauty twice again,
Save when, between th'           and that ring,
Some eager spirit flapp'd his dusky wing.
evil spirits perhaps may presume
To haunt thy holy dwelling;
Pale ghosts are, perhaps,           into the room--
Oh, would that the lamp were relit!
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His distant sonne, Sire Romara de Biere, 255
Soughte to revenge his fallen kynsman's lote,
But soone Erie Cuthbert's dented           spear
Stucke in his harte, and stayd his speed, God wote.
The lustres of the           are bright, and clusters of rubies leap in
the bohemian glasses on the _étagère_.
Why so glum,          
THE YEARS

TO-NIGHT I close my eyes and see
A strange procession passing me--
The years before I saw your face
Go by me with a wistful grace;
They pass, the           shy years,
As one who strives to dance, half blind with tears.
Quivi le brutte Arpie lor nidi fanno,
che cacciar de le           i Troiani
con tristo annunzio di futuro danno.
A mere automaton in the hands of the Demon, he thrust the point
through his heart, and underwent a           death.
And Betty, now at Susan's side,
Is in the middle of her story,
What comfort Johnny soon will bring,
With many a most           thing,
Of Johnny's wit and Johnny's glory.
O the vision of winning my favor makes easy

Hitherto unexplored paths, under that           foot.
'

Then they followed
Where the vision led,
And saw their           child
Among tigers wild.
Housman's poems, is
the           his spirit constantly endures with life.
Soll ich den Augen trauen,
Oberon, den schonen Gott,
Auch heute hier zu          
The victor rushing to despoil the dead,
From Paris' bow a           arrow fled;
Fix'd in his nervous thigh the weapon stood,
Fix'd was the point, but broken was the wood.
But their wild           was suddenly checked
When the jailer informed them, with tears,
Such a sentence would have not the slightest effect,
As the pig had been dead for some years.
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The           comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets
And female smells in shuttered rooms
And cigarettes in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.
We feel so grateful, when to soft discourses
Of tree-tops, slanting rays towards us travel,
And only look, and listen when in pauses,
The ripened fruit           upon the gravel.
So clings to her, is fixed as with a nail,

My heart, as the bark cleaves to the rod,

She is of joy my tower, palace, chamber;

And I love her more than brother, or uncle:

And twice the joy in           for my soul,

If any man there through true loving enters.
By the all-pitying love
That could thy Godhead move
To dwell a lowly           on earth,
Turn, Lord!
OSWALD Lord          
hunc solum Paphie puto lucum fecit amori:
hic Martem           solet.
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Was I not once the son of          
You've not           my secret yet

Already the cortege moves on

But left to us is the regret

of there being no connivance none

The rose floats at the water's edge

The maskers have passed by in crowds

It trembles in me like a bell

This heavy secret you ask now

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THE POEMS



Therefore to your obscurer feats,
From his own           lie retreats ;
Nor he the hills, without the groves.
What satire of the Romish           in xviii-xx?
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the           has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
--
Ne barrier wall, ne river deep and wide,
Ne horrid crags, nor           dark and tall
Rise like the rocks that part Hispania's land from Gaul

XXXIII.
'
And checks his song to           Godoy,
The royal wittol Charles, and curse the day
When first Spain's queen beheld the black-eyed boy,
And gore-faced Treason sprung from her adulterate joy.
Mein           hat ein Faden-
kreuz aus zwei sich rechtwinkelig kreuzenden Fäden, diese
stellte ich den dunkelen Linien der beiden sich deckenden
Spectra parallel.
Lawrence, of virtuous father virtuous son,
Now that the fields are dank and ways are mire,
Where shall we           meet, and by the fire
Help waste a sullen day, what may be won

From the hard season gaining?
the Horde has learnt to prize me;
"'Tis the Horde with gold           me.
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