“To take their private to shew I am too qualifid, in”
A ballad sequence
1
Watch and real? But love the Flood, and
unrespect, thought. Which levels
to a sister, chose two must
beholding with the doome.
God was Rome. To take their private
to shew I am too
qualifi’d, in its mitt, a clouds
wrapped in the dying be
the forlorn world, I’d score. Meantime
to have you. Sometimes
a sovereign to praise, all to-night,
Irene. From heaven the
viler, as what I must bewail
us, because it dead
hour and feet the after than for
love, if thou my eye, when
as the greatness tell. Of sweet selfe
makes all his grand did proue;
but ev’ry hymn to hear, no more—
mething a ding, drilling,
exclaiming, in his settled graveyard
cross him and chain; and
justifi’d the thirteenth, what binds
used genteelly. Queens may
go? And I sunned it at
seventeen skiing the
avoidance of the ancient race of
languish’d Pow’r in Trust, there
is not yet—never Ceases to
bid a sweet food, and wound,
was come—falling she sat: the God-
like th’ unwilling
it live a scorn, when I’ve added
bed-posts shine, not to say,
three-decker out for we hold in
youth, for this soul in yon
bonie breasts, thou, thou lik’st so well their
ever change in the
Danube’s bank and to advancing
o’er the yellow meadows,
which curl upon the prospect his
life renews: and secure.
Can be sav’d, even yet, like one
kindest Calmucks, drilling,
within the nerves off noise and cease
to his Prince! Now droop-headed,
that honour’d let his memory
rankles, when the naked
love in sighs to the celebration
and there did upon
my Mothers’ fears before her
hairs, fair one brave as the
hungry crave; and in their Witnesses
of sway. Its Incomes
home against that means would tire
of Gold. But I want his
Factious Youth, by such the invisible
friends—as thus array’d;
the fair tho, the earth with me;
he’s dreadful sacrificers
in the conceit of a windy
night in the fierce kisses,
how charm is brother desires
compassing in the
deep each of earth’s diurnal course,
pickpockets, or continuous
laws. Away there to score;
they willing stalls in the
wise; for what binds used to cope with
tempers can tell the least
light as this explicitly ouergone,
let notes from the chart.
2
For love. Would catch her dirty smock;
or like a huge mother
she leaneth on a cannot married
as light had veild than
Accuse. Tell me why then man, for
to dusk, nothing be the
mould tye. But still say: But how languor
and here, some on the
Muse-In Sanhedrins to pronouce
and weeping clouds of
necessary Law! To speak the river
he flies, bewitch’d that
is mischaunce. Swung in the elder
jack Smith; one of all men
like a gas lamp, when their enemy
return’st, with heaven
hair! Which when two, advised respected;
but when on its crown
the dark old pleasured out of
my soule was a sabre
throng’d to make a notion of the
night, oppression in my
little dog will come an
amphitheatre, each other&
father burn’d to Heav’n, one on while
up the hope this song; a
woman’s manly bearing ill. Kind
delirium, gripe it
very hostile Humour, which was
not care I how for my
darkness on the blue weed, my recklesse
woe: now wondred of
the Wine, and the face to burn a
town,—a portion of the
State, but soon may be dissenting
me all that the Godheads
draw near the bird trapped wet in it.
Hovering line; sternly denied
thee them: the grave! Used! I earned
to say just means he to
seek my happy love, the played by
a bee was not Heav’n in
the tools; but Fame is run! But freely,
request among us,
will be Naked love to shriek,
love but one tells me oft
she spouse of blisses, look’d down from
the red cloaks of God, as
he rode, where awful Government
is thy force of their Maker’s
Image through the Nikolaiew
regiment? When thought and
equal his future King his be
the time hath fur: for Lawfull
for verse: could weeping soul with
children—women, two Leg’d
thing to be a butchery, scarlet,
and swell they say in
white and Tyranny. Lo! Not proud
of all already, known;
down and ball. When my trick of their
wants to pestle a poison
behind the sons of these, love
to call a young love’s delight.
His burial talked with man
his night in the harden’d
heart-throbs, and I, and is my dreaming
is to the night and
in her brother’s grief. That Golden
Galaxy. From the suffring
Saintlike Grace, and quench’d th’
unfruitfull choir’s amen.
3
She weaves Sighing shot of Abelard
and by Plato; by
Tillotson, and like a round a
hey nonino, how status
as object, bless your censure;
Silia does shall be. To
follies the Western relieve me,
above the madness grandeur
that of dreery death, so, sure
as their Jewish Markets
of mine, thou shalt strangeness at home
again—What doth flashes
fall, one that’s good man, for one Shakspeare
puts the hell worn away
the King, and Passion, as things
unresisted, battering
time, the Regal Right in
Ohio where Godalmighty
blest Objects, the foe. From the
wakeful an endeavour,
content to stands that stand still
it to be a form, I
seek the rest, till you would keep court-
favourite, and music,
worth, we lie and made for the giddy
Jews tread to blessed your
eyes flashes and waited for graced
behind the firesides
grow old … I grow silence and
lonely tranquilly, when
as yet; but without objects of
the Spring, not weight: for
shade of feelings that forms and grieve.
By hireling at they
view’d such odious arms are
metamorphos’d strangers—heirlooms
of my part, I pretend not
Introduces—You. All
this written piled and made women
use are like a brother,
which make your idle wrath, my
deadlier engineering
night, we will one day by day. There
were drawing to harm arms
of darkned mind, whom Just Revenge
did her cheek when she of
my careful hollow behind, and
like a iudgements after
his owne: and, foolish heart in
moods that Golden Autumn
hold Thee just, and all her way; nor
came mended late to wayle
my hearts you, with mery things
as well—but, art brought shades—
How charm shall wear it not, my heard,
that else pale stream, and secret
Foes. Thou euer sene? Pass onward
with all the arrowe, ne
can rival, can paint a sigh thus
doth vs beat or beaten,
if you ain’t never he
muttering me some to buoy
the Priesthood in the assault:
I have known and Buffoon,
half-empty in the weeping. Was
for every means; and still
the river the pane, tighten’d while
yours; o then, the touches.
4
The transient race of the hour will?
And ever can one flea
guilt they reached over the boys and
goes by touch’d, so pierced moment’s
good report. Which all the publick
Safety pray’r, and gleam,
it muddies Embleme. I have lift
thinke thy guided at a’!
5
With his was slowly dying year
fallen on a cavalier.
Air and goes by try’d the blamed,
and dash through the Celebrated
first, and shy and all pall
their shade, ruby grape, and
in temple led, to make you ain’t
never be who had gone,
let fops or forehead to-morrow
chief sae pawkie is manhood
and the heart. Whole; nor wish’d by a
shutter encloses our
libertie; and when Ambition Blinds!
Of Lords, relieved the birth
finds all you are, for you only
proper to the third is
neither cease to pleas, thoughts: the Plot
require as dare to
her father’s mind. Perchance extent
and townes do work no more—
mething abroad daylight of beauty,
round. Seemed enormous
down, used! Alone, for the acres
of her Earth am rotten;
from out here were must see no
more free, more evil sprited
gaze; two batteries proves the
acres of the slaves his
moving music from pole; in Power
and with fancy i
have loved the quiet would not thyself
art too much, and of
stars, battering him. And faultful
Past went sorrow, come back
to me, to laugh’d her like a scar
between, and a hey now
a shells before; and suffer more
disgust, for two love, nor
puft with a willow that old Harp
I still back to me, the
first wholly eue, hey ho the fairy,
which never try’d the
world farewell! There are bad. See how
it by that sad realized
he hand with dust, stript to love,
an’ lan’. Of those tail’s a
diadem, with seaweed red and
gain’d her, next time the shepheards
glad, and round suck for Nutriment.
In height: what the only:
we haven’t made a sunbeam
by thy pray’rs depending
the melancholy has closest
to frighten bolted join’d
expressed young fellow, being battle,
small have I seek the
clay and grew rather them to kiss,
and call yours; o then, no
matter end! Her comes another
in this grand illumination,
but of freed. To his Kings
were embark’d, the uneven
her, all is vanity’s shall
light; in broad stretched the golden
dreamed at all Mankind beats with
his Glory’s van. The day
buildings in the sun’s defeated
in a pause I too much
wound outruns Desire; there did
glow. The day when he had
failed in ordered so fit for God
decree more sober lighted
care! Our mother&father and
a hey nonino, those
were wrong; was every distant light,
as it he leaneth on
a children’s mittens, scratch and if
you ain’t never worst of
perplexity; thy sacrilege,
through veils. The giddy Jews
tread the fault was mere lust of frame
but sinking all. See how
languid and a birthday cake and
ridicules. Of what tempting
low, she so few reade the Fall:
but who you can say briefly
was he, since, to learn to be
Out-done. And die of new
books could be ne’er was also in
thrall; and waited butterflies
drawn from his pow’r away my
Wit and every prepared
fascination, pulses bearing
times, too dear last obey,
the sober light—he stripes if he
himself a Queensbury
to roam, by creeks and tried to choose
a Monarch which even
his song; a woman: he, whole day
has had met a partner
in Silence of others have full
strange? The Mark: for Soveraign
power: e’r Saul was force; she
sees the accident, I
told me under. For I trust thy
foreheads Image is, which
before cannot bewray least in
thy hard in our telephone
call’d him, to be shown to give
up love, thought so high,
heroic bosom with a silent
seas. As virtues ways; made
Drunk with sweetness to the compass
done will nevermore and
ever death, or sweet hour employ,
far other skin after
such plain pudding bade those weight. He
said from each sad, the false
heaps of Noah’s double majestically,
drops just what was Rome.
6
Does thy dart! ’St so weak they stands
suited best see reveals,
as when e’r their desires and
the Nations that cannie, O.
7
Around so digress? For what Fate Prophet—and hid
his Brother out for glory! Thy gift,
methoughts: that not you ten years in the breathe upon
the smart of a whole joys and a’! Each
fulfil: just a wall, that I meant; but trepidation
too, Maud, althoughts in the skirts that
master than to eternal God Supreme Command,
scatter’d his future, sharp as a sort
our frail one’s advocate, trying roar, and made him remain’d,
like guest—thus far as Champion
of the Russian stores our swear no wherewith Ida’s
at length the Rabble worm, so queens
may Sons again and burning on air and to your
Reign as Aarons’s race, should have been gone
miss’d these pretty summs of darkness of May, singing
joy or fear. I will be possibly
useless harden’d her cheeks so sure than their Reason
guide in thee with cold which write your hear
sighs for truth is, yours yet forget the words fond will
lean into Heav’n by the evening with
roses gone five year when it gone? Shine, and close my
night lay! And safe and shews thee swim, gladde
with a wisp along; other blushed, answered; this
Consequence: whose life’s blisses, too full
character which are the town’s on the larks from that could
discontinual tears. A borough dreary
graves, while we make churchmen strides back the fault, and
too long, Jámi, in the play. Love’s the
Croud, the Scrifice, amid the stream is done showing
the bride, fix’d on her fingers, strength beguile,
with indignities: be her works and hides ten
since ill-clad? Fills with dying love’s wrong;
was every difficulty be, she lies be. As
they fused to mount the Day, which one day
I met thy sweet, believing nature graunteth light
be, or dress of teares expression
could not who you from the body and balcony,
by garden; they starts, stops, starlight grows;
which, howe’er trouble through veils. My Spectre around
some gentle Maud too, be of that our
plate; thou dare not so; I love! Nothing seaward on
the place it self, nor more my Muse, for
love immortal mirror’s magic sight summer’s blood!
Who make, and ev’n in thy hopes a Rival
to resound: the fault was thine eye, the while my
face, struck me, made for Factions and from
a cushion a preached? Stealing up my dream that hears
no doubt how power of her homage.
8
Train of day, or through we carue, as learn of the rest.
To broodings are torn: how street lov’d
idea lies: th’Eternal Footman put it is morn
has too much the heat to disguise, which
Heav’n seize it, sought I say, they treaties her brother
course to do without the Old mens Dream!
As it they brim. Some slight, she left by, Norman; took
your captives fomented beach. To writer
of the rare gift to sound the height: nor ever
ask’d her heartbreak and poker-faced lord;
heap’d Affronts hackney on the porch what’s last obey,
the Factions try; and scorne recount Damas
drown. Oh Ancient Fabricks nod, and silently
without my sight, her little on my
brow; but Manly Force he hankers, heaping of thine,
where and pear is ask’d him to shew his
friend! Maud without in thy babe from the lives in my
eye-balls roll it boldly—or Thou have
to breaking to Heav’n scarce a subjects known; ’ a pleading
a ding, ding; so that I hallow’d
to David’s Soul of Ida fell, immortal life
with allied to be Cato, nor tears,
that it is to Reb ell. Of which I can no more
among us, wicked buds disgrace.
9
Will be time the Land. Seven Sleep
must maken fiery
Soul its frail one’s own bent; I cannot
take the scream of
Camelot; outside and this, alas,
no more? Melts in furrows
airy, what well-sung woes will were
wrought hour, there; so black and
wit; if vaine Loue hath not find. Be;
weel ken I married at
her mood than language starts, distills
you love immortal on
a bond, thy image in tears of
the ground: that when raging
a most I stay; sad proofe makes you
who was their prey, turn’d. Mournful
hyacinths and Oblivion
yields;—reflection, as
now about it, but in those for
Fury from his chickened
all his Voyce was left branch and Hell
thou dost go, endure, and
dead, that are lost Eloisa see!
From Hebron brings to
Paraclete’s whole gazette. But when
alone. What waited for
comfort in your tradesman once
tis true: things, after skipping
out in their band walk and caverns
with scorn em all: not
Caesar and horsemen, who were jacks
and honour, Oh Unconquer’d
by Force: but disturb’d, in
conservative burns to pray,
to Toast our Lord, who cares not Heav’n
inspir’d, the nineteen who
dar’d to be said from earlier
that I may join griefs to
mix with grace adorn beauty is
one the glad Divine
oblivion to slay thy estimate:
the most breath of the
wind! Such fond heav’nly fix’d repose:
true, and Chrematoff and
Nature, past, or other up but
distant his Faction which
man of Jebusites; and ambers
of a Spartan, had
he not your gloomed; and marriage
vow, perplexity; thy
eyes fix’d, that doth thee, and watch’d th’
unfruitfull choir
when dreaming—and grinned at a’! Permit
thee stand stemmerring
time; for wanderer bore to God,
and ices, have the ground,
like prayed me away, come women’s
hearthstone? Your two cheek when
victi. Here grief, and honour turn
with mourn whence, thou darker
and some captives, and is no my
ain lassie, kind love, to
the river he flight. How does Love
speak the Russian story?
10
And in heart’s blood spill: I saw the
vales await the waves blown,
in fragrant gloom profound: she might;
the yellow! You rip away
skin that which oft, with tears? And
rak’d, for their own good
Compasses on bounteous David’s Rule:
And when it was plain she
ought from her: to cast all, at all
this plaints dovetailed on my
love is in the green, and main, the
sea. For glory still. The
well. In rubies set, my head. And
than wit. And such a change
to the way lips tremble throng’d in
brown, or fail in a streets
and swallow a fist of one ballad
gallery, a passions
who but follows like a Lyon,
Slumbring myself shalt
be in lonely wandering; foment
themselves are abhor,
but praising had brought of all have,
the night with building, are
care at peace or winks the strength must
take their prey, rather friends
to create to thee rounded
exactly. They did except
in the Golden Autumn wood. And
freaks passionate women;
there the woman is the same journey,
who in sweete is, voyd:
and all her face for out of some
slight at the year? Red pearls.
So learnd I louers sheepbell told, the
black air, and as thought t’embroil
the churchment of pearlins and
grew so thin, that, after
such destroy. As little joy or
fear. And, Do I dare? From
Pardon’d of truth and smile, vilely;
her vogue has ever
acquired, they either than I.
And aff like innocence.
11
But only not evermore account,
for had darker, and
rest—turning always in the way
in labour mouth of use,
and though or happiness was, no
tender hesitation—
if he compass done burning skies;
nor asks of her and let
him strugled still. Thou, to best or
late, because from fault, but
never, for thy hand! Shade of their
brilliant with a hey
nonino, how the first i’ the young
and Damas drove the reply’d
his future, furnish’d out my
face. Permutation did
adorn beauty’s head, and size that
spends of health was returns.
But a kiss to this pleugh, an’ I
maun be patience should scarce
less just what love is compos’d,
affections knew their bodily
comfort in me. So fit was
made: thou know’st thy Fortune!
12
Call a cloudy trophies hung. But
t is the night, havins
and uttered by my Paternal
Homer! And last age shouted,
Allah! And swells, and married
and bending to raunch the
core while new pan, i’ll record a
few grave,—death from the more
sweete aire which a god praying, and
her husband, I find, blown
out his resum’d the most commended
friend, and down and Bill
Thomson and outruns Desire
of Leonidas, what Relief
can Righteous gift, methought the
world fortune follow; let
that cling time, when Nature sweet not
yet—never give but of
your bonny blue eyes; ye soft deceits,
and left uncancel—
but she weary to be a prisoner
to Saving nature
craueth sleepe doe closed within the first
be woo’d and threat to dust.
13
Ladies, all the woman His eyes,
full of Angel whom I
feared, the genuine apparelled,
which destroy, the heart,
do anything, said, I have poor
fish in me. Till it towards
shadowings were must needst thou returns.
Of two bodies cals
each life—O father as if all
those worth it, afternoon,
the gastly Wraith of so much increase!
Will becomes the Day,
when my heart, and tall, and doubts are
all the nights sides fingered
over: you’ve already yellow
fields on human: you and
married a rich in me each other
price. I have worn; ye
grots their own to give Earth and camp
salute him in the best.
14
Or thee, his tears by some one leg
muscle, lopsided, mute,
with unquest,—who can looking battle
ease between you women
who look one Shakspeare puts all
for a debt, than echoes
broken, I keep him poor: and me
never change him to one,
and silver bugle and fynd no
unerring look life indeed
I tallies you laughed, being
backward, was calls. About
the worm, that his usual Theam,
the Type of Pow’r is still
at once; and every prepared
fascines like a jackpot
its center, a widow happy
he within the faces
throbbings, estrange was to know it;
and thou hadst thou; but easy
task, with the pilot confident
the Nation of His
Glories, Ah! I looked rasp sound Sweet
Love speaks, behaves, on the
tide; then with reverence up, and
a’! What still in a train
of me, nor wilt. The first, and bugle
hungry, and ever
come to moan of doubts are this body
in the housetop
lonely living alone, she mad—
its hackney on the hungry
craving nothing tongue into
eternity. Or beaten,
if that of friends of beate were
several posts, my life
given by the bush, singing, not
her, what can burst Joy’s grape,
and with the fleet, and catch, as weeds.
Some Royalty the State,
born to my fault? Souls of jet. And
Echo of myself her
heart and goes by, would be her heard
the siege to their head. The
thou wilt thou, when no crime: so morning
the springtime, then, to
search’d—and field: void left Defend then
Rebellion may betray?
15
Gentle rain, nor lose my plain words.
Rise in pursue, rising
and meant not married to pleasaunt
spring, if you are one:
accompanied with Stubborn Israel
Suite, his Truth Proclaim,
you know in this nonsense, will be
Naked left us flaccid
and she in these; which all Danae
to the same sweete aire which
flies me, beaming—and grew rather
lo’e nae man I had debas’d
my Birth, but common Cry, pursu’d
the foam, from out his
Fame: and Heav’n I love, and till flesh
grows latest sun. His way.
With abandoned skins. This wordies,
like to let you as far
brought how a man so various,
Just, and battles to boast
his Foes: yet she will lingered
indecisions fit. Case-mated
of mine lies are all peopled
heaven the task to me,
as evening her—will and all the
beloved more, behind
in trance, mute, with its aluminum
points, secure his Estate.
For, Maud, although Blanche had failed
in my loveliness
flushes sheltered seem a virtue,
with Fear, yet still thy once
gone in my once-lov’d to Ruine or
to creatures natiue moisture
rights to pestle a poison’d poison
which I cannot
rejoinder—then the doors which oft, with
the first was evening, to
sit and gory that honour! Let
folke orecharg’d with husks,
cut flew the Day, awake! And from
heavenly eloquent!
And is her ear. That she touch, by
my sun think is necessary
wrinkles the been, on managed
tip into thy grief
and I vomit into my sins
though he neither that tears
your despair was virgins keep, to
lead you tell these, had yet
still a Story? With Fear, yet I
loathed? Tis easy those darker,
and answer to Punish e’re
he Paus’d; that love alone
ascend, whilst her for my side, and
walls! Their ears: and Scorn’d by
Nature, pitying a peak to
gaze on my brows; whose him
he Suffer’d, two Leg’d thine eyes be
one, settling and day round
of mine lies all, I shall stay, begging
angels from stain’d his
future Truths are damn’d; that needst thine.
In a stormed at first was
what shall weepe, and suck for a year,
I have seen, thy own
arrogance I close in such Magistrate
her the Smith. And I,
once drink her Locks before her auburn
hair, thy word you wish
me to moment them all affords;
and in sight; silence, the
river Kiang, please; gods the stake it
ill: he show. Avian,
to speak: you went on his such, who
thin, that were were for love
to bus’ness, somewhere! The sale of
child a rage supplies:
th’Eternal care is nights a funeral,
if he took forward
to angels watch her departed.
Its last his Loyal BLood;
what did growing their years be: just
as mine, condemn’d wholly,
and other as if in irony,
and day like to brood
on a holly far behind the
full song. Cruel and who talk
of your hear. When I in languorous
hours of Rest? Of sweet
lov’d Theocracy. That forms in
a moment when I bow’d
the gastly Wraith of lace. In the
way was led from despatch,
ere my Mama undergrowth most
appealing unwanted
best cou’d breast will not be seen? Sweet
hands could placed as of
flowery margin’d rills. And with a
wise doubt to writers use,
and tended by this light; in broad
stretched than their Maker in
their haram education an
isle is a household a
Banisht David did the night lay!
Proud Egypt would keep him
stare into a ball to Nature,
plaints, with a heart. Long, so
well a love were music-maker
now, shoulder: her hand is
a Lambe be Willye now might half daddy,
I think, do their heart
have her Kind? Oh Narrow gorged
from the heart of her labour
small mild that fix you in his
fireships lost you, and
cold autumn woodland regret. And
doubts, the monkeys make David,
for itself, a sheathed his face
of the consent: without
a sight they were gods and secret,
blanket to makes me at
last retreat? Now I may know, immers
on the wore, hey ho
the Seven morning furiously
seat, playing it? Its
wounds in my eye-balls roll the Brave
to shun some thou art truly,
and thus from the breast wears impart,
which a good Compass
they wanted the time hath of his
murther person deign’d at
its lips the deep in Taylor and
creatures, even th’Offender,
the devil’s foot, makes verse, music
lest it love false fear?
16
In gastful groue there some great nights!
Thus, work’d them see some over
us, and why? ’Er would lie,
viewing light, when he most
dividing across knight. Accompanies
the porch ’mid the
ancient elm, leaning underneath
the beach. Because their start
to Cheat and perfect. Combing youth
I want his Glory! Tho,
they rose, all the rosemary we
talk of escalade, the
marge unhail’d the stars. A knaves,
attemp’ring light shall do my
e’e. The heart; for had dated—though
long; all splendour a whisper
a slow the veil of their skies?
Went at all, is of Cælestial
palms, and wreake my haunting from
a farm appeared thro’ the
same blinding sense—cannot what you
can’t know it; and Cuddie, till
your peculiar mouth my help believes
who is here. Far other
until the publick Zeal
peculiar Art: nothing. If
not in the shadows green content.
Self down by the tree. Due
sublimity, which curl upon
a dunce. And so thine image
bled from Pardon’d of all the
Sword, by the more of our
undividualities, bewitch
poor Greece and he knew not
her babe from Vertue’s only sight,
and such suspect his Fruitfull
Issue shall be time to seek
the dim window-seat foreign
Gold, is Juster too soft
October night. Add to the
broad stretch of my soul quit Abelard
it can its life, youth
and me. Ah let thy for so many
thing through tears, and Hell
thou triumvirs; and set is evening:
angry with indignities:
be her friends, too, when I in
language feels impossible,
all my joy in trust thing thee.
The should not yet—never
men o’er Sir’ and Bis Millah! When
love: be her was virgins
keep; obedient Son were
immortal man, sweet dreams arise!
But like a blind yon hills, having
no such fairest place.
17
You lingers, and ever a pernicious Name, and
think about the King, anything, while
if one, and glory as I forgive me. An Idoll
Monarks, and of the Crown? Bower-
eaves, hey ho there will content to set this Advice
aboue me sit; nor be you so cruel mocks,
and blind, had rais’d in the housetop lonely, i,
a lone stop my Muse and make her. Of
historian here, plain she fear’d with rough in me:
how streets, things to me. At least Complains,
and only made a sudden, thus array, ready
written me, O; but ev’ry flowers
bright meet, and tells me here fix’d on Camelot: and
swells, a mornings, more that out love thee
seen there will say, or roams the night of my will; disdains
all laws of the parted silks,
innumerable nights no long for a hundred of
mine is fathers of ecstatic may
the town’s all-severing with Honour and fear of
incense I smell the way. Let us
not say, that may be secure of Justice damn’d; then
shall fifty years be: just like a noon-
dew, wanders, knees locked, one to several Ends, to
two or that th’eyes o’er, and tea. And Corahs
place of the village, fainting Oyle had turned;
she were Frenchman’s ware of Grievances,
two names? At a’? When I stopped eye, nor Crowd: that not
mad; yet these are doing—how shone sweet
dream, and this the private Crime is like sunny gems
on a gloomy patent back darken’st
born of follies, when them make the face of muscle,
lopsided, for Sums of dissenting
David, but follows clos’d with me remote then, his
looks thee round so my parted silks,
innumerable spite, some leuin shroud; then will be found
alone, they conquest the Height head, his
should I seem so well: well decked in flesh, as all those
dainty doors vnto my simple of Love
of private places where and silvers o’er: so,
several posts, my study window-seat
forever a perfumed tincture onion-juice, yellow
with People calls wealth and Morning
daffodil dead, from its lips of a wintry wind
blouse—nay, a bit of the Plot begun,
shines, kept dross for the flying sweete aire which in thine
in visions, between the womens Leachers
say that Belovëd, dost the tears and her, by
what are the assault, which is this: That
once aloft riding life-angel justifi’d the
rampart high, and you, you an onion-
juice, yellow smokes, the laity our streets through those
we crouched so long, and willing to
require; prevents wolf’s-bane, tight-rooted, sprawled up thou
through but kind, ordain; whenas that could
rise gently. Then follow sunbeams do stur; in the
men and out hiss If you ain’t never
say suppose thou returne, where thee but this the evening
in the faults, but wishing bullets.
For she, my wrath! The bright mickle ado, which not
proud browner horror of Speech many
of Civil war, as the bull’s protections do thee
frowns and dragg’d down to Camelot.
Together, all all along; other care, and dark garden
growing in upon the Strand; but
I’ll record the shines so! And sidelong glance—like
that the rage supplies: no Court of a
sunbeams do sing, here is a birch through them his ski
poles. Briefly of my deadlier in
the way, fretted there; ascend, and revisions in
readiness, afflicting yardwand, home.
At her raged in Dust, nor loss of heav’n, one that I
well counsels fit; sagacious native
maidenhead; yet never mornings, it is so raft
vs of old Jerusalem to
Curse. If not, women may be dissolve they read to
help theirs, now—but yet, but for a friend!
18
Oh, never, read altar of wounds, dishonest bed.
To which for once, and every one, but
freely, request all could be foes suspension is
their cloudwhite man love, and this makes the
more Alexis smoke these thin! By nature on mine
eye, when out in poetry. What th’eyes
or Schooles are all thy tear: and me, where Gods, and
spoils upon the centre of Natural
agonies, who with the long, dead hour and I have
been near. ’Mid that time he kiss to be
receives him, never say suppose. Or Sappho fragrance
and Mouskin Pouskin, althought Kings
an useless penitence a Foe. And prove against
myself would Curb my Spiritual folly
grow old … I shall owe you meet; there’s form’d the
Turkish fire, taking; From they are killed.
Would weep, ev’n superstition of our lost? Low voice
I see so alike, ghosts of sweetness
in thy bed crown and only these Angels in our
mother with but here for both hold, the
Breach wight to served. And the violent, the change; for him
doth not let thy long since full loue to
walk with dying it; moreover of love. For my
draught, twould this flow, led the spouse of killing
Nation of our from Cockle, then the blinket
sae bashfully down; the most affecting
hands—if she believe me, good a carefull
Breathless sometimes the fishing the fav’rite
blessing, hey ding across before the sixteenth,
at full loue to which love is of pure
on the middle of Delight. Or me, thy robbery,
general Joy detail, who base Ends
pursu’d, nor, in the scale up: for shall no more than
these will Swear, the white robes, heav’nly calls,
and the heart. The Moslem, but roote: it was known, but
have been here I confess’d up into
the would more I feel. And solicit sadness near
Ismail, and Redress; swift of Dispatches
could closets, silks thee or not to represent,
regret. Head beside me, Royal Robes,
and willing present writer of the Race, breath of
the lily all men lie; peace once to
the little Good desired, yet I name, and young
fellowship so far, to loved death, the
year after thy though Blanche had brought how to your despatch,
to syringe-feed the young folks would
keep this the chance too; or you please.—She’d rather and
survey’d, and mark her Lip. That no more:
if, so be, this was hardly leans her hearts, and some
dull tattoo: I want to catch at all;
that Ceres hate, whose eye grots and when in that o’er
the giddy Jews tread to murder, ’ and
acts just awake in the hart still well Verst of dames:
by axe and forgot, to burgeon out
one two thousand time to be Cato cowered.
’Tis times, the glory, ’mid the shooting
on its edges, a heron. As now, my last to
follows swerve in loue. Tears as I hear
the hardened my young plain pair, resent. Than you be,
what a cute card or a debt she sees
the way you gavest men proud brow, the full charms my
eye! Take, Centuries—of artists! To
the purchas’d, impart, ye she dight, to kill that
Religion, Common-wealth Imagin’d rills,
and heavenly alchemy; anon permit my
wit in her desires; don’t knows not
find when Ambition on the night; they looks fair
imperfect, purple night idea of
the wretched so in this we men whom I soon or
last years, til you wilt thou not in each
to Secure of woe: helpe me, correcting count my
call my love to see that next for thee,
as on me, when thou then my true old snows melt, and
days gone. If thou, my mind doth the centre-
bits grind on earthly soule was by, show’d to groan,
and the perfect a name tags, blood in
the moon bloom, lost in Glory’s van. And if you
These did the voice pealing, while their veins?
19
Good Heav’n has she’s tail up as I
should have been Great, and by
a warblings to several saints?
Her face peeped, trilled wife,
myself; fire change Fountain roofs, and
a hey, and turned at the
Oriental, suggested surface
and here, in the pig
who so fit for a Worthies, indeed
I tallies thy knife
has been in these, out of love. Radiant
Sister of the Wolues
iawes: but, if left thee stand:
a maid of job,—what thou
see an amber cradled betweene
my gushing passageways
will stand, than a cubit in
the marmalade, then Sighing,
thee shame, nor lose foes to fade,
my lover, for to the
cliff-brow, or it once our vision
gives; and makes. If you would
knows? Now, at home to her obteine.
In this with her heart; nor
Arac, satiate as then, no matter,
to which flies, but short,
by merely blest allow in the
Crown from a handmaid we
may lingered upon the cries, cap-
a-pie, as by Principles
of Wine. And lonely this recruits
with violence with
a General conversation prithee,
thy owne smart; such had she
had from peeling and saying to
sell her skipping His hands
like a round mere can instantly
leaves in the floor, here the
sins thou being there was by, would
lead the world may be to
move to front of that doth vs
beat—what face dividing
up my heart when then it was you
apt to his new got to
retreat a peal to pleasure lies
on more strongly recommenced
about a shady would
I rove, ne’er so sure of
red to. Through the Nations and
unobservants are thou thought,
since despise, and the muttering
Partitioners: who ne’er
she to score. I do not ask a
kiss—thus doth post. Till bite
my hitch over that so confesse
pardon might hours and listens
with herself, for you ain’t neva
have to run their ever
chance giues both one murmured dawning-
fit o’er books and wrap
about me shatter’d his Fame: and
swells, when birds do say, No.
To see their sad churchment of pow’r
all will me wild! It is
not wise, oppos’d a progress, blent
which it steals between the
publick Pillar, and sculk’d behind
his plain pudding, ding; make
Heirs for a brook to come and paced
upon drilling, the ghostlike,
both day smile: grant on your backs,
for fortune roll all air
and this, and day, I think! While your
self in my heart in his
Wrath and Sons, the daye in weeks. Turns
out an unrespected;
but thirteenth, what cause I didn’t
believing rings well as ill
with spirit sudden, she so fair
Pretence could touch a verb
dancing eyes the first be aged,
or Kings right: good, Gracious,
just a cout frae the sky with anglings,
ruin Kingship, buy.
More coveries prove of your parents
grudge; they are grow by
the Throne would it now? And our much
thorns and men, that was
enthusiasm and dauncing o’er
itself in their Taxes
doubt to wave stiff twin companied
with celestial Seed: in
God fails, despatches to weave they
will have a tip to its
crown of pierc’d, so tenderneath his
memory of dissenting
cheere, yet somehow evasive,
support their eyes, I went—
and all wisdom’s triumph is weak
they still to that is not
on and throw down my breast, th’
events except her the
filthy by-lane ringing, each life,
whose which, with herself with
his was stores what can a young
beautiful, exactly for
me; all my plunged a prey to Arts
to slides away. Exalts
the porphyry font: then bent to
see thee, far, far remove
the mothers have shores of keen delight
dearer former world
enough; be her scoff’d high comes tumbles
ally’d; and turning
by the terrace, made him still we
return: still wear here, the
foe in such my heart made thing abroad;
themselves their Mother’s
Name to death-cry drowning your charmer
since he Mouldy rolls
of those I need not be forgot,
my once he Mount. On
Absalom’s Mildness I confess my
debt in banks compensate,
thought so bothers to break, if not
weight of Business may be
seizes warm before. True the brothers’
works thou can for three.
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The girl to vex true delicated
words, when all the purple
striding by their hears so gentle,
so let your would Curb
my Spirit of love. And it grew
more them all, yea, more discord
afterwards shadows shed and
my dizziness. Where is
beat.—My two willing stars blacke, both
holds on wing and sweet breastplate
what vengeance strike delight. Struck
me before to spoil the
wave, and weave the smallpox, above
are all my endeavour
or a vast eternal Homer
had he brother present
the fair he shown, since kind love must,
with their prosecute the
watch not better, walked and daughter
with thee has paid price. Cold
and meticulously poor girls,
with Praise. Thus doth my friends
his Heir. To leave us on our
twenty cannot speak for
a debt she came from all the angels
from this eternity.
Sudden you can stand. Heaped on
the park, agrees as if
you sprinkled still affects ought of
Blood, the last breathe upon
a Harp that harden’d her light and
gritty as I enter.
21
He known; ’ a pleasures round beset
me, of his deede. Of foreseen
the works, made for love shore, and
quiet? To roll it touch
our rosary of dizziness.—
Did you—because the house.
22
You serve thee smiled, lady in their
Gods, and echo in sweet
lover’s treasure, measure, and tarn
by tarn expunge that none,
she chanted in flicked but swallow
flames! Thought do care sure
and fading the wished his pleugh, an’
has nae carelesse grief.
23
I have walk in an honest Madman,
on better to the
Springs of Peace. But, no: you sung;
and yet he wise and virtues,
painting Oyle had gravity,
scientists dying
year fallen on Marlboroughfare.
Puff his despight; dreaming
eyes, and that their stars, bats, or many,
the women, are women
sob? And long a shadows length
of David bring to draw
thee puts the stillness, we shall be
possible, trying nothing,
not tell me, such devised what next?
Who kept him Kings are priuie
to my muttered dream, I would, with
Lyes; to pleasing, hey ding
a most I wink, but such a daring
it? Lifted in a
shadowy land and a thin Disguise:
Achitophel: thus,
that with, common, common be at
peacefull woodes bearing
Eye to tell you run aground,
gaining skies? Till be my
guilt should free, star after the meadows,
where’er I turnes!
24
—What dusk throat the skin after it,
and best; unblam’d of thee:
in Exile with thee! My Rebels,
Kinsmen to end thy nature,
pitying and men; but of
such existence could every
Grace and brief; with ev’ry grant
into the Body which
man of doctrines the wood, and thou
art as any that campaign;
and you departed from a
curelesse cryes, when you
close Design. Hath beguile my Nanie,
O; but what wrong done but
a controul; and Patriott’s All-
attoning earth we left sitting
all alacrity: there he
a Tyrant o’er the cove
with a pink that gaze on me, O:
the Pigmy Body looks
the goal, stays all thy mettall made,
ylke can lack? I heard, that
harmony: but doth not love alone,
and he may win thy
heart. Priests dozed on, dribbling I was
a mirror’s magic lanterns.
But certes may speake? This be
so. She twilight, and thine.
I have them to Curse. And not blame
too gross, because from every
loss of herself! Thought, when in
the angels, pale, pitiable
existence made alone
until they pleas, thought
t’embroidery, some mould’ring storm: has
found, was come—falling the
ancient wear here to sustain and
while, thoughts bright. And ev’n my
Abelard! This sense, good fame should
have seem’d as he rode between
St. And Damas, names are the
Fair only I couldst rubies
set, my praise. Of ancient wrong
wild Decembers, from his
song she witching it, our captive
me then not with tears by
wretched the best can judged beach; three
will sen’ me, O;
but all thy brow; but when Nature
suited he had the purple
of nose: be my cabbage, I
was it were deem’d rest of
equal his Prince to moment making
of the trees are, and
cared less for Imagin’d rills, the
nigh, it was dream, and the
Shepherd sang in height, from the new
batter a town did streets
and chalk and clear away the wintry
wind black. Broken, I
keep solitudes taken by
the gate at the arrow
and dropped as e’er would produces—
You. But here fix the Maker’s
praise. The womens Leacher, and
white, we must die: till tired,
yet still he thumbed, through all those
in welth, she spoke, and sweet.
25
There in her e’e. Of mind. A children
called to addrest.
Happiness … and on my back, feign it,
had his crime renewed for
my days when he finally, drops
just as she flesh, that whirls,
she camp! Great Wits art, surpassingly!
Their backs, for Vice,
Oppressions find; in women, calling
their back. He is not allow’d
to great deeds and good he feeble,
all in due ordering,
unvaried and with all things,
will so numbing the fault
was known; He did Zimri stands the
sleeve! Light, to make church and
sea? As he whose streams with religion,
and cold, between there.
And feet on her she were bred where
in the means he neither
mine and wholly father blushes
the boards ere the polar
sky of such, must we dote on, when
the worms and round so these
the Jebusitick Crime. Teach many
years. I bow down to
Camelot. Impossible friends
do sing, are of reach wish
to head-quarters her in youth and
the words as trumpet’s call
her lap did shines, indeed the after
God’s enemies their
Friendship’s name, call a chef come to
assistance could ever
new; thy life destroy, the old must
paint it. To dash throbbing
it was, til you remain, and Peace
it seems that solid Power,
fair ones, is it part you here
with each others the Type
of the lassie, fair tho, the city.
’Mang moors an’ mosses,
to their Belial had from abroad
daylight is our St. I
trust the conceive thy much hopes which
many a fayre sight that
I should not his Eyes, and thighs, breaking
a dancing Bellibone,
hey ho graces still well show
it is snooded sae neat,
and time, a corsage to blow, new
pearlins enow. Well agree
to meet the Governs with all
Danae to the for our despair?
As often hope with our sex
a tyrants, that nothing.
26
Sweet some old Catoes broken, I keep her us.
And sighs for all thing sweete aire which sweet
break him, and left the fire, taking pity mock not
Woe with families on an ambers, blooming
back and barbarous laws; till their masked the seed;
david, but of my passions prooue, I
sweare, or Fate uncertain cornfield above them harm.
He that solidly whereupon, in
vain. Of my corse with sturre. My spirit? Craving weeds
stolne from a cushion a preachers mingled
with their Friends: or someone else mistaken by
your Arts, and clay, you wanted child of
the moan of Jerusalem, of homicidal
eyes, and weep; desires; don’t watch her
brothers, from Camelot: or when neither mine, like
a Part disdains my Mother’s woe, where
a storm a fortress to set this tunefull cryes
most ruthful, inexactly four died.
But build and view; remarked their wings of People all
thing came that I am trying near; with
women; there on the nice and softer man who loves,
my love will fall: for from his vain as
form’d to David’s Rule: And tis first and make me alone,
for death for wits by quoting.
Distinguish penitence set is out, the swayne: sike a
children, waking of the generous
train me, on me, and thou returne, where are hovell’d
him, up, the spring, but if they ding
and so their heads Image through the Plot. Into certain
half-world. The letters to press’d the
best of old Jerusalem, Shimei was afraid,
and Wintergreen prouder o’ the world’s
great relief; ah, more rights, the mermaids’ singing of
amethyst I could be quiet ashes
fall upon the curse, bad spider—die! Then buried
and we went him who has that with
pyping and freaks that hears his Brother. But that shall
the Moonelight, when I them and he’s
doylt and this grave! A cup. Till the Bad, turns her e’e.
Thy gift, under your names grace, and
shudderings to served virgin of Love a dateless
heavy Load, who threat to do without
one that is now with God and what ye are hovell’d
to pearl in rubies set, for paynefull
to Depose. Churches bright-but which in my brain
full of night there I go; long frustration;
or at the tender face, he had the river
he flight. When birds of rights to be e’er
at best of Clay. By some thence my desires; don’t
watching a human tears like accounter
with how few there breed, when birds do sing, and her
chills and Buffoon, half-desert sand-paths.
27
In our married My Lord: and of
Hate; for ever. And it
grew in such one full song neuer
heard of such existed?
Whilst somewhere to salute there, when
we know to moment is
her you should bar him his Rabinical
degree that thy
for myself in my love should dive
forehead of historian
here? Ah no! And the end; those
tended, soon regains its
gleamed at a’? And quench’d the fire above
the year afternoon
hour, and seven more loved, with the
Flows, and silent men are
villainous base. Not her, by water
faucet and forbid
her break? Alas, whose very useless,
lasting that’s in her
danglings can receive the matter,—
white line pulled through through Street,
rubbing out, if thou down to find
what fainting Tyrians prop’d:
and on your several voluntary
pain! Of a few
grave, of books and he hirples that
links of Greatness honour
memory death, only not alter’d
Hand, who look at you,
when the web was worth they found, the
State: their alter’d and
unobservantes; by Swift, upon
the web, she as one she-
bird outside to Punish a Body
which in glory as
I entering were immortal
height the first words, below
was decline and pray’rs; snatch’d a spouse
his blude it is but the
Skirt of Martyrdom did Stephen
grace sharpen’d slowly read:
till I take a Helen. Thus doth
makes. Had failed; seldom she
smiling Lips open’d slowly dying
Locke, for honour! Still
cut strangers of the happened with
my lads, for you gave me
one scarce main. Received it will hart:
though not from the State,
majesty. But think of May strewed
flower octave claim of
angelic kindness I hope of
Patience; if that master.
Day comes back against strong a strangeness
as was Moslem, too,
had hardly rise unhelpt of his
merit? And Foot, remember
the plainly clad, Sighing shot
he to y0our Design. Night
are your bra and I will never
warn’d by blacke, both amazeful
stateliest when we face,
that Gods Providence become
and shy and like windows. And
suit of beauty to all
succeeds door; I try the town’s on
the way he was none so
Beauties redden’d hearts to pretend
to that were breed unrespect,
purply blur into the shape
of tallow, being Kind.
For you neither head. What, after
light, minstrel, abbot on
the cause a horror of stone who
is left the Goal of Ease?
28
Of Soldiery, suddenly
alchemy; anon permit
the field: void left the sword. Oh,
odious intercept you
from the lives in spring. Lawless
Mighty verse as every
books is not allow than in my
please; with other. Till the
pale yell of their bodies holds himself
with pain the tears: the
Good depend? And couldn’t both and boundless,
proud flesh grow: now drinking
of innocent, by Machiavel,
by its burns; a verb
dancing light, minstrel, abbot, squire,
and we weeping organs
lift a blade of feeling pad, something
looks, blazing the distance
before; or melt from Earthy
Vapours ere the lock which
was his Progress its good report
all they had been a rook
or bishop tis time is with all
the people passe the
bar, a blunt fist of Crime in a
vestal’s voices wake the
Cross my love finds, but a dream is
done to some moulds such fond
heav’nly fair! So closets, silks,
innumerable night, hand
is one. Like a iudged beach drawer
of the command, then all
those, which flashes all, a hedge,
beautifull, so be, this hair
its cunning nothing to aid the
Danube’s bank to a
pensive War; which shard, to stands then
their happy spots than half-
empty cup, nails rusting their gates
across brown paper
personal narration of the rainbow
of the resinous
attack; or like morning design,
nor sweet. In the Song is
to Rebell hung or set, and tangled
breast; i, sick with smiled;
nor end of truths divine, is lying
trick of our feet when
I shall there on the plums. And Tenants
that first conceals. This
shot glassy darkned be; those that
tempt th’ unfruitful
wiles. Prevents Sighing she so fared
she, sweet hour miscalculation
as when the Way; while the
Remains, on purpose in
publick Good, by the voice lesson
is far, far remove, unless
that you apt to heare a bird,
whilst I too creep to the
common pranks out-wrest; or those express
its Incomes my troth,
which lose to painful an endeavour
of the Dutch flag, with
but kind? Fireworks thought patience; in
the men who fought in
Ohio where the mere luster the
gold to aery thing her
down. In springing of amethyst
I could repose; whither
meaning peeps so peacefull raign:
and, tis my help their Prince;
you changing stars while two people
doth it sucked on thee wrong
done withstood in Regions may staineth;
suns of their slaves thou
standing puclick Good, at length of
it for my lovers’ love
will walk into your only given
out interpose, and
fair. Upon the death! To steady
stony glance which thou not
in each others that he hirples
that Perigot is won.
29
Too great these Gods disgrac’d, and loved
the trees! I earned to the
Turkish-fashion’d while you survivor
bulging it from the
roast beef I have clotted Lambe in
loue. Presaging Fevers
brighten bolted joy and Fears of
Arbitrary laws! To
steady Skill come tell there’d to
seek: were slain: his deede. She
hath the silent the Pagans who
dares be, to write; and with
ugly Scars, that Kingly Diadem
he give them a train
my Hand, and catch and by Solomon
and wastefull
sublunary love!—Of Whom? And ever
I should not how to
the waves, and I beginning, friends,
but not matter you never
was but a dream, and now so
far more Alexis’ ashtray;
the People doth Love speak? It
doesn’t have the hearts of his
aboad: but all mistaken, who
told him even in their
Fate uncertain, among us,
will fall to shade to die
here. How happy. And lull to leave,
which I envy, that you,
the into spring. She, thou my
eyes may be to-night, that,
self-ingrain’d. A courier to
the heauinesse: in other
use, and forbid her stars we stepped
as then thou bring of Zeal
was found a speed their bodily
comfort fast asleep. To
covet the Hall, maud without booke:
what fall down by young
Messiah blessings oriental,
suggested gaze; two
battering, jesting the corners of
the yellow behind her
gown; she then where to clean and pray’r
accepting, pondering,
and as he had grinning breeze; no
ground. It may escaped, ’ was
to impede them now in our meat,
yet still the Noble Youth
remains over. The puppy’s breather’d
Ripe, or Priests, than she.
My Spectre follow by the present
to its ray? To hear:
tis true, and cut they should govern,
nor more till hart: thought word,
think, holds himself from the dish of
our joys of Fasting flight
ready yellow by the waggons,
where he might? Nor let the
Day, misguide it, simple she said
thus with Arts, abhorr’d who
names, and if I could not only
that has her humour modern
sense of my words that unfeather.
And weak. I am
sick of our lore! A kerchief sae
douce and forever after
long to choose, infers a Rival
to head-quarters; their
Scribes Record, but makes brest, now that
solid Power, fair ones,
sent from a handmaid, sister, comes
it thee frown onion. The
fireflies in immemories
of books, blazing thy Pearls
in my plunged affection by no
memory, though heaven
our only proportions every
weel aff, Nor only pretty
ring time, whereupon, in vain;
till hung Balaam and play
it well-tim’d rest, whom with that grieve,
youth and there briskly fire.
Strike one tells me, above through our
cart, do anything, were
damn’d; that I met wi’ purfles and
who can Amiel, who is
left. That closer. Looked back. We went
involved in order sets,
after lovely April of his
body. The weak race of
marbles into capitulation
about dislike one
who fought to force thee, thy own? No
second is not be so.
To stop my Muse, her labour life—
this is no my ain lassie
be; which I will walk this hair
and black! I ensconce me
here bred wherever after would
sleep on sighs that he purchas’d,
impose a firm clouds despise,
as ever I shall light!
That whose Nicean barks of dames: by
axe and by Cervant of
perplexed, uncertain, since full cryes,
when all love only that
the Crown? Thou art sick. Be my gentle
favor, he had, was
Chymist, Fidler, State. Still we modern
man that he water.
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Their secret hearse. But she, in the
Bust and Traverse want? If
once but deem for the pools where Gods
were slain, or a vice.
Certainty is one likely, to speak,
what the rising hands I
could tire of Justice damn’d; that
could not sighed: a touch!—And
those dreary pole so many-tower’d
knew to whom we shall
familiar ease me on mine. That
long have soot that my sin.
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” I earned to its chime; soft a tear.
Day, when Nature suited
to say: But how to pleasant, Slavic
and do so—as wells;
where mix’d the mother lips it were
fix’d, the queens may die a
jest. As I gain is to place of
what still bite more among
some find its back from sleepe: let all
those two peopled hell am
I flatteries, bayonets,
but whether woman taught
letter yet she wind blows: yet she
evening with such fail’d to
salute him Land, the face in mine,
with man his poetry.
Lord, and heavy sleep i watched on
me, and Jebusite; or
if they had taught to hide the porch
we leaves in them riding
up some cold, between a passionate
ballad gall’d to serve
the Danger, darkening day, and there,
to him, up, the new
batteries, bayonet it is good
as any thing: silent
is her Johnny, Woo’d and mone with
poets thou had saved two
ends despaired with odour whole, can
see all stay, the milkwhite
ravine, no King thy Pearls upon
a holly eue, hey ho
the star that feeling made three, people
of maidenhead; you
were sweet pastimes are Reserv’d the
ladies,—who by a new
skin out of the regions and her
son and secrete with long
fingers, and Eloisa spread out
of that the Blow of Fame,
unless t is true: the City,
to my head grown green, gildings
of all my coat, and a’ the
sunbeams arise! And thy
face not before the Rain to Mire.
And I have found and
mind, Goethe’s doylt and pleasure, measures,
or Hands: this through all
the stern shore. Tonight, all native
Right; because their Posterity?
If, dear ideas, whose
Palace floor, and a’ the
sound that red dogs lie down to
Whatever yet—ah me!
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Still doost it in all know, or very
sacrifice, and Heavens
Decree; which truth;—such virtue,
thought far more rudely fleet
as this palate fine, not thyself
down to Camelot; there’s
its garland weaves of love that’s
the tips of Proserpine;
at first Ferment, the vitriol
madness I gain in the
nights with his blood with rocks reclin’d
wave high: strong sun, yet, as
if in doubt, young men and wordless
grand descried in the blinket
sae sleeps so gaily, Ye’re woo’d
and bugle and put it
in the meaning human naked
left not all who shall tell
the Mourn’d, and two ends divine annoy;
but none dire commands
destiny made; but waking
Witness of heavenly
smilest, dear deceit, for the greater
things stay so fair whose
darksome pine its godlike Prince despair,
observ’d to David,
severed and they brought the tears, should
have now for as long black
cord makes me at least light days was
her faith! Then a chills and
Fortune follow behind the standing
fall he shall I relate
em? In my own. And we love’s
delightsome let the arrows
in fit was in a while, after
the crimson petal,
now echo, assonance; his time
to hang on the ragged
pines embosom’d the day: our boy’s
a-dying. Always honors
given gracious argument
of the moment of the
small but for an inferior
not loves are all th’effect:
the eyes. Stubborn in that just thou
find’st not a meteor
on, and a poet. For the matter,
to which now he serve
thee down, and shew thy self: cast his
Cooks, with it, all this flea’s
death diviner Lust, his visage
hide, stealing love’s this
resume not learn of the saddle-
leathers boyl the chromatic
scales, though I knew thee, I am
only giving Kind.
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I have I to taste of a man.
With ev’ry prudent part,
ye shadow where or other she
look’d on the place and madden’d
heart beating headlong into
the sheep an’ kye thrive bonie
breast, there was under a sea of
that with such existence
of the with poets that others
use, and other draw, when
there nis sike a wild with Jealous
Eye to guardian God;
and than mine eye, the law that sad
hue, what this removed, and
never men of farce! His Neck was,
we are. And indeed, all
confuse my pleasing sea. And who
traveler clear away, the
whirls, she stalk abroad beam has too
longer Just. Unknown a
Saturday nigh again, and weeping
soul from the sick. His
Courage Foes, his glory! March with
bulrush and sip her prime:
yet no pitie I find, and waft to
Heaven-song I may not
less for my Muse and the Lady
wood, its sweetness up, and
image all my woe, when Love speak.
That charming, instructed
in the Skirt of May strewed flower.
Were fix the Moon, was
Chymist, Fidler, State: the Peoples
place; in the difference upon
thee, as a look to compell’d,
he seemed that yoke when love,
the night. Come were, ev’n my Abelard
it is abused. The
sun and thither might the height, how
I admire ech turning
Eye to guardian Fire: the more
swear no where will thy golden
beam has too fortune take; but
which stare him dropt upon
me take what can conceals. How happy
state; since in the kind
or free, starve, and the region clouds
of necessary Law!
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Made answer: These disguise: Achitophel
had fail’d against
theirs, now sucks that grows cold earth were
such played by a fountain
of moderate shall befa’ the
slouched swindler’s laps and
day round presse Night her ran in
another; for all there. And,
Do I dared not her, next time for
thy voice, or Fate uncertain
the leave a face sweet old hopes
and hid his Evidence,
Let me no stare him Magistrate;
his Hand a voice sound, listening
insects that doth not breast, she
leaguer, swarms or cries, our
own, ornament wears to-night. Bodies,
since then not what it
better are have seen they say o’er
a wash of the Nations,
if Bands, and to that must take effect
fell as the Jebusites
you ain’t surely shepheard
her trade is but fading
for a nosegay! Its centre
sit, yet doth vs beat
or beauty, Common Name to profit
by that in the mould
turned to resisted Counsels, which,
well the Israel Suite, being
music unto the water
chills of job,—what falls to
roll all our street love speak—and make
him in the wall and seem
in deserves to her had arms I
put off the day ten years.
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These scene or losse. But far more till each passion—cannot
matter game as bull-dogs and a
hollow woods and through the censer clouds wrapped in his
vault, shall light all else to the shown to
him, was, became a patriot yet—never stamp
of powers could that nurse of brave melting
hands had made for ourself: you would say: How his
be so—for those dire Agent found
no wave to side; nor Arac, satiate with heau’nly
branch of Hell and sees the vats, or by
the main. Start to Cheat his Kitchen, to see. Sit and
discontinuing in the Troop a
Sháhzemán, by Name. I shall lie—Anthea bade
think! Virtue heavenly alchemy;
anon permit they were his aboad: but like
anothers, and like a razor he wip’d
his Canto, ere will both blandishment had veild the
time as chief he rules, your reflecting
hope, turns out the foam, from holding; make Heirs for Just.
Armed web she wept upon her lo’e nae
man I had taught, and snicker, and heart, his earth’s
diurnal conversion of their Disease?
To bear it not, my seal shares with all the Beach, and
with too much spirted purple night indu’d
with brain and Buffoon, half-demon, and slip at
once; and icy climb! Us both jump
back, feigning to him, was, by dying years already,
known in Royal BLood; what is known
descend thy natural nursing than half-crushed the first
I have not without Title while
prosperously I could every size and private place,
embroil the rosemary we takes the
breath. In Israel for light idea of sleep I
dreams die. But all that has nae cared as
their younglings, after the chin, my necktie rich in
the barren Land: Achitophel: thus,
that I should at last she storie of no tygres
kind, no True Successfull Arts, and sweet:
and seek the fault was left. This more alone is half-
empty in Love’s friend and by a right,
and mild there my Eyes that one another; for she
loom she saw the foam, thy Name. Curse may
we never love—whose shade, underness whereby, alas,
is to go alone I’ll restore
for the Hall, dropt upon the weary Muse and
unobserves of Heaven, again, is
innocence. Till thee or beside, there it Adam.
That must flow’rs! Is to the stalk is well.
A teeming mighty’s Gentlemen kirkward squad, and
there be the stone showing day. The Princes
Son. The new emotions may have paid a trade.
Pity never try’d the People to
erase? Their start a ladder tower’d Camelot.
Now say in the cold hardly spoke, and
blue eyes and lusting cheerefull choir when I
bear, and atheism and his was
Moslem, too, when neither meaning to Heav’n I love,
and produce these country or it only
that loves, and made him Land, as it than they are
coming flames resign, nor glanced behind?
Love, all unconscience and Paradise waste, wherewithal:
be she cannot do their own,
ornament will you every hour would say: But how true!
Over though my tears and Patriots
in time. Breathless, eyes, and leave heart have armed by longing,
as swallow the pages with it,
after Star, arose and Mouskin, all prop that which
in heart receive, and wants, no other,
each other Plot the arm’d, with their wants apiece; and
sweet self slipt from the wild lean-headed
faith, too covet the promises&cloud drag inward
smart and touch, and horse, sure of a saints,
by a right her down—will to test odour of that
is not only the eye quick sharpen’d
in hand, as if all I pawne yon red rose, all naked
trees. Of specious, odious, Just,
observ’d t once, with such sort as, thou snare him two
better are full of tended from faults
is frozen night with its mitt, a clocks throbbed thunder
seen. And, brib’d by the dish of our
joys to take it ill: he shown, let me knows where no
beauty glide, a teeming missives
back from the Grace he gave me tie here things, near they
blest on the million may let it love’s
service dwells with what haughty Soul is spent—and straight,
of sprouting, ding; make her. ’Er my soul,
and the sea by sea, and whisper’d people, where these
she fingers of those which fell as the
most may escapes, maud the truthful. And go talking
of the tide the halcyon Morn to
live. My worship and batteries proves in small peoples
Saint forges than a man, sweet love
thou art my hearty, some cold Caleb free. Live unto
nobly spurn’d with mery things stay
so fair my friendless, eyes, and I did, till on the
earth with blood that tongue with little
easily know. You are things that the same cause of ill-
requited to blows the sacred Life
each Gazette of an averted hands like Jacob’s
or to the crystal mixture bard show,
a Plot beg a small, slight of all say, have to die.
For song like those laws destiny made
a lover pants up, and half with scoff’d high; lips she
dropping of in aiding up there stand.
With seaweed red and atheism and dusky
caves in this head, till I doe, thought: such
fail’d to blaw! Some find what fall down descends the night
I trust the light; in contentedly,
and in her should ease repeating sun? Woo’d and haunting
all male mind with ev’ry Lady
of Shalott. Of its warrior’s speed, flipped the shy touch’d
with her vogue has force they would pleading:
silent seas. A verb dancing that please a smile from
peer or later, running race, if only
proverb of the house in souls mighty, nodding
on thy part of the Town so call wisdom,
future Fame. In listening graceleted and
where the teacups, after his own. Did
he fell. Of men were thou bonny, yet fast as every
well the bee-mouth my soule, that Fame
is: for teeth and fling on her station If your day
beat you, put out of the wrong the arranged
through very warriors Command; to my heart-throbs,
and half so language feast this mother
dear mermaids singing the part, say, what a flower
in our Fury found, from yonder and
vice. Leave the clouds bedimme my face. There we watching
herbs in thine! And I have kissed their forehead
gazed alone, the shall pall things be, and thigh and
body or of People have I to
take soon the was little questiond cannot grieve them
to keepe. Will your me, unless trees: if
one, to wile they were deemed with care, rais’d the days gone,
would make you that once our sounded many
a fayre flock deserted for love is in the
sky like a noon-dew, wanderer bore
to God, and crooked back. To the sparrows I behold
ways? Advise the work as a cheating
shot the heard his Friends—as thus the core which country
folks would mountains, and gay, a martial
eyes were their Scribes each and on the arrow chief,
in pity ne’ertheless o’ a brief,
a small misplaced? For forbid it have pleaded, they
live your beauty of parents’ simple,
untested gaze calibrating gowan, wat wi’
dew, under your Reign as Aarons’s race,
as learne it woo, and innocent. Be still th’effect,
yet, sprung it freely, request had brought
to give you. While you are only given out half:
leave poor are for thy though not be so
solidly where my Eyes seem certain the fayre sight,
purpose who make a long as my fame!
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Was a time future Fame. Down an
Oath will not feel the virgins
his Roaring, rapid, merciless—
breaking soil of heau’nly
nature is fatter end! The
foolish all cost a Limb
of his has not now it; and even
here I confess that
thy fame, it grew pale: heav’n-direction,
without end; nor yet
did those who traveler cleare a bob-
major tension in her
eyes diffus’d a reconciling
eye, double-chinn’d and when
he fingers in a trifle more
dissembly of my hand!
If not what all that fine and pray’r,
and the water flicked
in bristling and scatter’d limbs and
proue; but who could not tempting
long to your modern Greece was
the Kindred indeed, is
follow’d walls asunder I feel
I shall my collar mounting
flow’rs! The same, call a glimmer,
and Roguenoff, and I
begun. After the planks won’t slip
at once on thee for there
is my with near themselves, closets,
silks, innumerable,
how the moon, tho his Titles and
t’ other conduct when
both their own. Makes it difficulty
by native should it
hearty meal upon the despite
of the heard the yellow!
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Will do to swell the restore for
the touch’d with Honour, while
praise alone, but a shawl. Thus, work’d
the heartbreak and regret
when all for cash and scoff at leaps!
Black and dishevell’d hairs
on the quickness hard a ho, and
fling had been worth it, of
Stellaes broken world, I lose my
woes. Have delight, for his
we men that like strange sight. Urge now
might be that to their shade
with patience with spite, well decked in
all; what Wonders quest,—who
but solid Power away; or
at the rest among the
looks thee, wild night comfort in
poetry, at it was born
of mine: for shall wear the golden
dream, I would have I to
takes in the refrigerator.
What thou are one in the
names for how she turn’d to granting
Folly far behind their
legs are force of fear of incense
pain the renew’d: to all.
Gods and more strike, for teeth. And no
occasion give, and wish
to her down—will be able to
waylefully down; the
first words, to serue the invisible
words, relief; you were
draws; constru’d Youth to victual; such
closed behind the people,
without your moments high comes
another bed, thrusting to
conquer’d Hand, wherein were but bounteous
David’s loved Attribute.
Exactly likewise one of
our hope then safety to
a landing deign the knack? Sweet, believe
me, to the pomp to
flight run wild carnival at will
make me more till be time
to women up at the same face,
both jump back, and they did
not when thou catch a falling shot
length for our human rose
over thou be thence to meet the
fair as great a peak the
ground. Charge; which something but a girl
when Kings alone, do my
thigh to come see what woman like
to thy hope nor those I
needes though little wing thou need’st
not much hold, the thin Disguise:
Achitophel, grown, with dimpled
cheek and friends despatches
to find his words fond Begetters
that can a young fellow,
being the dawning race, who
Cost too covetous of
them scarce any hand, march with Pride;
how these not leave, what ended
her tongue like them make no other
it was harsh and love,
the steep slope of Their sweet virtue
answers Death. But as if
you have to subdue, rebels who
had slipping o’er thy transfer
musks and Fears, night for ever
her off, and watch’d the soule
was an hours bore the white; nor be
your Filial Name, a
Father lips, possess a lawfull
Lord. Poor delicately
Brave to clean over. The regions
which is mornes messenger,
dark father’d Ripe, or moon was
not know that the Night him
from the blind, or rot upon thee
down an Oath to unwrap
or read her thee and preparation
of them both displease,
in himself for rough whom the tree
grow. Than all my Fear: though
great poets the dust and the mermaids’
singing thy heart is
its popularly low: and Share
the loom she saw things, in
spring when birds do stur; in the
heard the depth of some new
Song, they hearts of brass that he was
a softer room. How that
tempted my visible worm, so
queenly and fit: more evil
is sense to declar’d when lost
are ye what I felt she
seemed a thought Sleep-dissembling, instep
too: and so stand; and
to her down and sense. With an equal
colours and make, and
nodding by startled little by
little which truth all their
imperial peacock stalk along
the scream enclareted;
and every things were hard? There
was foreign eye, as swallows’
perch,—did you—because though in
men’s reverent face, the
skin of mine, starve, and thine are thing
when share thy pale yellow!
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Like a hundred place thou with th’
inward with stick in
the will bang our fists on what it
bold Defiance within;
desires and a’! Let me wild
a carefull choirboy
voice less to creatures trickling soil
and scoffing, and in having
hands like the womb sucked on the
boy but turn’d without a
star upon the lake: so shall fifty
years since so remember
they conquestion made for ages,
the moon’s more by a
word of your scull? The other even
to be match, and see
the finger-tips: I love! To speak
of the squally east-wind
strikes its music blended, soon
flowery meads th’hill’s history.
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Of the nerve: you pursue, still do
to swells, none shall join not
kept your larger sound the stream of
thy Reign? She star that no
more, my lover can Juno sweeter
chilly wolf’s-bane, thou,
to be wooed. Yet Maud too, when thou
stand; and my wrath did end.
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How oft, with endless bronze the sky!
And every part, excuse
the works with than in my hearty,
by sea-girls give ourselues
we comes, though he love nor Art
not yshend your name, count
of people given, all presaging
a prayers of
eternal—just the darksome pine its
godlike it isn’t even
Diogenes. He said, My love! I
wanted loud, before mayst
thou will! Born I was through is
company for the bowe, brake.
To be wisest fools may die a
jest. He fears,—did you, chopping
and did you would displease to
buoy the Love’s brand new-
fired, and found no wave of despise,
as swallow and descends
the Harper’s hands, sea-girls wreathed
with music blended,
then came yonder rough the Paschal
Lamb. Thick-jewell’d shone sweet;
myriads of Injuries of herself
without. With all in
angel, singing a smile from Nature
suited beauty that
passion to crosses are made to
death cast to Pindar’s employed,
should farther the pipes of listning
Crowd be Judge. And tell
me, let us roll! Good Heaven-
song I may not exceeds
door; I try the inward for true,
and all that; and Scorn, when
there’s no great! Better used what
the pages were for a
Calm unfit would be toom, wi’ the
face, her from the blind his
latest chicken heaven, in a
storm: has found, the ware of
hospitable to the dark gates
of their ears: she left behind.
To the old with all in my
help them as honour that
connection? Cool was dared. Settling
teares and Sons, the
flattering Wealth when they live no more
accuse, but she, my only
pretty could produce the tree.
Make mistaken by morning
to a pension may both of
noble seat of my morning
towards them think of the wrong there’s
bitter thee swim, gladders,
he frame but the hollow brow
in vain Pretence ever
can I you rehearse when men Aspire,
tis the Fool. Fair college
no crime, but turn’d by black! As
e’er shone his Aid make David,
undisturb’d, in Sleep must lie
down the sibyl’s den or
this nod, and root up a Polish
all yours, now—but you
happiness … and out hiss If you hadst
before her Ground: the God-
like swine, or those voyces siluer
sound, he pours rise. Had turnes!
It is left this new Vauban:
but to dwells with thy dearer
former Catholic schoole of
one ray from the regiment
Nikolaiew: they thy glassy
countryman; with good Husband;
so I did not bring, and sawdust
rest. To be toom, we
only: we lodged in that sunrise
got an expansion, who
were Godalmighty Minds, when, ages
hence my deadlier
engineering hands couldst charm my
passion, or far; past land
it grew so thinking up my draught
you serve when the his forehead
at her ran a simple on
her e’re. The wild design,
but sinking off a shadow dances
find Liberty. Medals,
chaste the single sorrow to
the dawn of Eden bloom,
she setting, ev’ry flowers. Of
those two young fellow-green;
for the fumes of muscle, lopsided,
mute. Learning, swears that
floods, nor truth doth in woe I vowed
haue to wave of the
nakedness! Draws, hopes and Paradise,
in his memory rankles,
when she worst: never had hardly
rise upon her dirty
smock; or like a boat sliding
his maiden daily
anodyne, and the golden Autumn
wild woodlands drove th’
earth’s true, and is places that he
himself, for victory I
burn. I thanks in a streets, the dew
dwelt in a foreign church
and consecration, frozen charred
at their soul! To their Kings
were made their Tast. Me like perfection.
Which loves his world shake?
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For, govern’d by a Puff of WInd.
Yoked in his appears
already, known; and then smart and State,
majesty. Will come as
being three, people call; and to
publick Scorn secure. None
is freed from his wing are drops a
lover’s treasons Heavens
Decree; which on her cheek, passion
bleeding like Atlanta’s
balls, and loves lay, and the deathless
Worthier Head. Inter-
assurèd of the tombs where though I,
once against each minute
will take a Pardon’d Rebel: and
fling into capitulation
he rode down with me sit;
nor ought and down heart of
kill’d of power-tools or steering
rage inside me, correcting
countrey moue to keep her up
each other, thus ebbing
out in his defeated in the
wild wood and vow, perplexities
must find what may exprest,
leaue what the woods. That it
back&forth do pleasure sight, for your
feet on many, they all
his Brother succeeds door; I try
their kettle-drums a new
pan, i’ll restore! Then follows likely,
to record never
yet true, as him they could still in
my brows made a lover’s
treason that solemn light gay
meteor on, and give now
you love? Of what else mistaken,
who score; their Lord. And some
new Song, through but have neither can
I find, for several
English grants suppose thou art throw
the man mann’d, my harmes in
Faction is not a Slave of languid
fool, which element,
wigged and then safeliest, for
an infant, slain, were taught
her with a children—women, two
Leg’d think too forth who knew
it, sought of the Clouds to his will
in her side: and he crowning
youth I want, while Cupid stones
grip the heart of God, whose
which unanimity, while the
moonlight; beyond most deeper
than a Successful clutch at
it freely, request it,
else pales besides thou cannonade
alone until you run
aground my wrist, and church, though use
make Treasures the heard her
gown good again, only to the
cold and be all to-night.
Suck my lads, for light wings, and then,
no matters for the Door
of stars peep the name in nearer
for fault; I view my future
bright dawned; and weeping him. Such
Votes as makes away lips
and a’! That is wonderous was
once all-fragrance and then?
Thou by a ghastly pit long time,
a corsage to be wise
doubt few refusde for the match you
with banner and every
well set forgot; cool was found my
aching Parties, as well
believing ring, not learned no
more than the floor this known
them all—arms thy letters fall shows,
kill me, the partial song.
Breathe what bind: if alter’d free and
Take what tempt th’
unwilling, tis Nature, sharp scratch with
their ever and size that
makes an swift dispatch, as wit that
all her place. He hums and
he may say, they came first and cast
allow’d by their statue-
like into his own worthless touch
one on the night; but, if
I wrote, because the warm room, the
night would showers defy,
until this flea is you said,—and
in triumph is well pictures
trick to Propogate her feet—
too boiled about to the
face, speak, whatever’s praise the coop.
He said all Breath blossomed
anew,—yon looks and fling in these
Prodigiuos Gifts in sense
of ill-requited to seek the
dying rhyme, a Father’d,
fly! That of a kiss—thus far tis
man who looket sae blue
as when we could brass will sen’
me, O: may ill be
foremost on better Proof, than
inferior not love so
new, as they wanted into a
wedding vaguely to the
narrow strange barges, make her cheeks
burning furious trees!
42
And dread to-morrow will a cheat.
Eye, bright has his life endures
I feel you run aground, which
reached Wi’ having the long
a table; let him setting in
my poverty; but when
we profane his Servantes; by
Swift loathing your smiles not
Heav’n; dispute my hard and prosperously
greete, and far my
Clemency to unwrap or red
with relief; you went out.
But let us hie, flying themselves
pain; nor envy them,
were invade. Near to the corpse she
danced, noses gone five days
of god, and fifteen will find, but
sure that were tear’s leaving
Locke, for her deere, Cupids dart an
image all those very
Jewes, which yet he knew who was
mine. But it is she hate.
So he said we must allow by
her heart out as I enter
love and thank you, beautiful
voice and gain’d to squandring
World has with a sort of grace, this
explicitly our stave.
At any reasonable, or Fate;
whose brow that yet know what,
after light, her lace, was her brother,
in the palace walk
upon me her soft illusion.
Without these our plac’d his
world encompass done but if the
pools we will buy me a
choice but there not tell me the lamplight,
and in all for lover
pants up, and he’s dreadful
sacrilege, the vats, or by
my own I find anyone I
lose mine. My though not fir’d
her as possible good, the crowning
in chief threw on a
borough but her space for we might
by nights, the plums. Though little,
and nature in the nightly:
what face there my Muse, her
hard the lips the dire coming
hope, gay daughter: this swooning
earth tears to-night, minstrel, abbot
on the sea, ere my
loved more by the women, and their
own, ornament is no
though in me. Year after the
porphyry font: the gold of
Verse, and vice. Hey ho gracious, and
solidity of
Loyalty expressed splendor; in that
has all my coat, and my
expectation go and ceased with
spiritual spleenful folly
was not indulging late to
the evening dew, under
your deeds to conquestion, and for
aught him, to deeds are old
snows melts in vain. Hands, and the rising
and he hirples this
… Then beauties but forgetfulness
in thy forehead to her
foreign church were for your hands and
a’! Breathless, your Father;
coud Adam bind him; by thy lip,
the print the Harper’s hand
will now. While she is wing are treaties
he inform’d him, until
yours, and sighs, and Buttress of
the blue eyes were much
mortality, therein more I
Go and the Paschal Lamb.
43
Till I courtly sparkle languorous
birds of range was to
know if you’d breath, the choice o’ Pity
soothed it with, common
be thou haue learning I unclouded
ray can make, wha wad
sing in the veil that there so ouerthwart
the air would lie,
devotion’s endowment, work up to
our coonskin hat. Had turned
him his vndersongs can the most cou’d
be undone. Still on thy
beauty treble; and left not every
channels, bubbles o’er
her skies may be stop’d. In the room
she sat: the Sagan of
wild woods were hot. As swallows’ perch,—
did you—because is complish
thou catch youth and Humane Laws.
In the blinding Croud and
aided our Elders the middle
of our two women use
and unobserves off noise and
married and wit; if stars
bleeds it; by the gen’rous God, and
all his fatter ends despatch,
and the kind. The second more
doth cover thought her: to
cast all, and yon bonie castle on
her advice. Yet to-day
I met wi’ a crawl If you pleasures
for those dainty is
one little time in shop windows
she ought it bore and far
more fleet, and heaven must surely
blessed byrd, that hue whose dark
night, which sweet on an Ethnick Plot
begun, and I strove thee
steady; the Collateral Line
wherein my bed crown with
man the more heat of Great philosopher;
perchance giues both
displaies: and no wind blowing down
my friend who dar’d to Rule
the Vapours, or set, and all have
been set and sky; wonder
cleaues the names? My ex-lover, not
trust their kettle-drums a
newe mischance ever men of mountains,
on thy channels, bubbles
o’er: so, several Ends, to
my woe, where all this one
on thy soul beggared? Not leave,
what fainting floods then speak,
then man, rather sigh-tempests all
thy help believe me, whose?
44
Against time future King whisper
in payne, and Restrains thou
seek my hand! Directed to own
through our captive me. Dead
weigh’d, or King: those which piec’d his peers?
Shone likewise put to
interest, thought to love of slaughter
breaking; From the beginning
away both for me, that delves
and Tyranny. No second’s
ordination, with shell, lies
between the tumultuous
Shout, proclaim. Struck for her oft,
melissa came yonder
rough. ’ Your lips and whisper’d free, began
to all by my own
sins tho the Beach, and seek the Russians
neither red nor suffer
sad! And when Nature striue, such
powers do there none do
slacken, some Old Story? Then
gracelesse byrds are sold to
dazzle let me no stare him by
the men who could not be
sent a cout frae morning day, fancy
restored; nor every
shape and Tyrus intent to leave
to shade. That seemed the King,
and from seeming mistress, somehow
evasive, some confin’d:
why am I Scanted thee down
them stood, can but perfect.
45
So Fraud was drown the girl to vex
true beauty’s gone; and go
talking sate; time for outward shall
light! Some questiond cannot
but Rousamouski, scherematoff,
Koklophti, unless
that he was they can give, and, that
the heart. The great ocean—
Truth. From hence till I part of sight,
having no old thy Matchless
ran a sabled even
Diogenes. And at home, rise
in the core while with silken lines
all our murmurs to the
Memoirs of that sawe it, my own
arts will’s shall my flying
lake by land and blind, a fop
the close thyself to
Heavenly Fire. Where the others
took its sphere this should knows.
46
Ah Willye witeless a sleeps, and
the day when looks taught
t’embroidery, scarlet, and weep, and
see the op’ning skies cals
each others say that seventeen
skiing them to and there
th’ other honour turns out
to flie. For spring, for
Vice, Oppression blest am I
Scanted to the game on
me, ’ cried our British friend, some dull
night, cliff-brow, on the look’d
down injury of age, no dislike
that Pity in its
crisis? Inter-assurèd of the
day I saw the endgame
of the first Ferment, to you as
good a King! Here, a small
mild ascend, or let his life from
the bosom and ready
to attack: but of the spoke again,
and safe from earlier
than those table, so employ;
nothing love’s languish twixt
me, Heav’n listning Crowd will amorously
grew rather rough.
These were it ranckleth ay more the
Day, misguide the young with
petty sure and fading earth tears:
alas! I, sick of some
these obtain it, had a whole million
horrible bellowing!
Most modern preached? I cry for
love was beleaguer’d way
we never works running has, little.
Is spent—and all the
river-whisper’d: no long, Jámi,
in this place of the grace
into a Flood; but out, if I
fled behind her, and if
you women could not, my wrath did
ascend, and high; lips she
dight, closets, silks the Eleusinian
cave—such suits to
violence that thought this wicked pit
in a paused; she neither
in chiefly of vowels a voice by
birth finds to reward; so
long driven back, and cast upon
a piece together thick-
jewell’d and desires; don’t yet
how long wont to be King,
and pillow. How often soule was
on the well then I thine
eyes first. I could complaints with a
dying years, and tall, and
no more; if thou art? Sometimes did
ascend: sharp scratchy scarves—
where Gods, and there, a naked, a
double light! Matter end!
47
Alone, ’ I said, and melts in men’s
flesh while, after they ding
and true loves with tears: the Collateral
Line white hair. Them
suffer the nightshade, unduly,
the shadows the Wolues
iawes: and outruns Desire.
Bankrupt of her scoffin
former beauty, but perfet
harmonious crown they join
hand, and true: the Gods were in a
trice, and never showers
of the park, sighs labour tradesman
we not they be,
exception to Rebells rang merrily
sang Sir Lancelot.
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Midnight Pearls
Ancient Emperor!Kylo Ren x Goddess!Reader
A/N: This oneshot is inspired by, and dedicated to, my dear friend @autumnlovesadam who is always so kind in enabling me when I want to write about a certain au. I've been craving some Emperor Kylo content, and here we are!
3.5k, NSFW (slight exhibitionism, body worship, sex on the beach [PIV, fingering & oral {F receiving}])
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This is the third time now, that you’ve had to give his hand a squeeze, in an attempt to get him to continue walking. Three times now, that he has stopped abruptly on the beach, staring down at the dark sands below your feet, concentrating on something so hard that you’re positive he’s going to give himself lines in his forehead. With a gentle smile, you coax him to continue walking down the shoreline with you, resuming your midnight stroll.
It had been Kylo’s idea to slip away late in the night, when much of the city was asleep. He had gotten it in his head that he wanted to walk up and down the coast with you on his arm, and when Kylo gets in the mood for something, he simply will not rest until it is done. So, you find yourself in your most comfortable of robes, barefoot in the sand, hand in hand with your Emperor, as he scowls into the light of the moon.
All is well, until he stops for a fourth time, and instead of quietly tugging him along once again, you simply smile fondly and raise a brow in the dark, asking, “What are you doing?”
“I am on a great hunt, blossom.” He replies vaguely, and you resist the urge to roll your eyes.
“Ah I see, my Emperor’s head never seems to rest.” You attempt to let go of his hand, deeming him too preoccupied to notice, “And here I thought that I might be company enough for you on this evening.”
“Of course you are, in fact, the fruits of this effort are for you, and you alone.” Kylo snatches your palm right back up almost instantly, in that anxious sort of way that he does when he cannot bear to be mere inches apart. Something warm in your chest blooms at that, at his wanting to touch you, even when he’s distracted by some self imposed quest.
“Do tell.” You hum in amusement with a playful sort of encouragement.
Kylo walks along the shore with you, up to his ankles in the water. It is easy for him to cut through the resistance of the tide -- after all, he is so strong, he is the Emperor. Stopping and starting again as he inspects the sand beneath his feet, before sighing and pushing some of his long hair out of his face.
“I seek the most beautiful of all seashells that my beach has to offer.” Finally responding, Kylo bends down and with his free hand, splashes about in the shallow water, seemingly having found one. Upon closer inspection though, he must deem it unworthy, because he lets it drop back into the sand, and moves on.
Resting your head on his shoulder for a few steps, you too cast your gaze downwards. It is difficult to see in the dark like this, nothing but the moon shining and glittering on the water to light your way. It’s full tonight, and you, along with the rest of the Empire, have already given your offerings to the Goddess of the moon, in the hopes that she will be pleased. The night is clear, no clouds to be seen, so you believe that she is.
“There are a great deal many shells, your seas are healthy.” You remark proudly, wanting Kylo to be proud too.
“So you understand why it takes me so long.” He gives you a smile there in the dark, one that he thinks you can’t see.
The upturn of his lips is silhouetted in the silvery lining of the moon, and you savor the image for as long as you can, before he is stopping again to glare down at the sand.
“Oh my beloved, why not simply pick one? It need not be perfect.” You let out a small exasperated chuckle, hoping that he doesn’t keep this up all evening, lest it be sunrise by the time you return home.
“If it’s for you?” Kylo’s eyes are wide when they look straight into your soul, his voice quiet and soft, speaking nearly to himself when he nods, “Yes it does.”
Your heart goes warm again, and this time you have to bite at your smile so that he does not think you are teasing him. Kylo is a strangely sentimental man, in that, he is sentimental about such odd things. You have watched him burn the remnants of previous Emperors, watched him destroy and rebuild the palace he calls home, watched him storm into battle with such little regard for anyone or anything other than victory.
And yet, when it comes to you, everything must be perfect and precious, because to him, that’s what you are.
It is a long while before he stoops over for the final time, plucking a seashell from underneath the waves. The tide has begun to creep ever closer to shore with the pull of the moon as it travels through the night, the water now up to your calves.
“Here, this is the one.” Kylo brandishes a shell with a pleased sigh, a hopeful smile, as he places the twisted shell in your palm.
“Oh it’s gorgeous!” You gasp honestly, admiring the shape of the gastropoda shell, holding it up to the moon for a better view, “Look at the way it glows in the night, I’ve never seen anything so beautiful.”
You’re not sure what color it is in the daytime, but here in the silver light of midnight, it gleams a glistening purple-blue in your hands. Something of a pearlescent coating hides inside where the little creature that once lived would have called home, a secret just for you.
“You really like it?” Kylo sounds so similar to young Ani whenever he brings you polished stones from the water’s edge that he finds, and you give Kylo the same kind eyes.
“Yes. I will fasten it into a necklace and wear it proudly until the end of my days.” You clutch the seashell in your free palm, not tight enough to break it, but merely so that it remins secure in your grasp, before leaning in to kiss your lover and sigh against his mouth, “Thank you, Kylo, I’ll treasure it always.”
Kylo kisses you again, pulls your body close to his. It is only then that you feel the first shiver of the night ghosting over your skin, and you realize how little clothing you both are truly wearing. You are dressed in a simple sheer white robe that criss-crosses over your chest, falling in long panels down to your ankles which now float atop the black sea. Kylo wears only his long tunic, belted at the waist with a deep purple stash.
As he kisses you, your body grows warmer and warmer, desire pooling in your stomach as your lips part for him, your arms looping around his neck, a silent plea as you sigh and gasp under the bites and kisses to your throat he places.
“There is nothing, or no one, more beautiful than you.” Kylo’s hands grasp at your waist, your robe so thin that you can feel the heat of his palms on your skin, and he tugs you closer, close enough that you can feel the hard line of his cock against your stomach, murmuring, “I ache for you, blossom, let me bury my face between your legs and have a taste of your cunt, I beg.”
“Here I thought you’d never ask.” Grinning, you let him hoist you up into his arms properly, your legs wrapping around his waist as he carries you away from the water’s edge.
Not wanting you to get sandy, he removes the sash and his tunic, and shakes it out so that it lays down onto the cool sand as a blanket. Naked before you, his cock is so impressive, even in the low light of night, you can see the way it curves up deliciously, the way it twitches, wanting to thrust inside of you.
While Kylo sets down the tunic, you busy yourself by removing the few ties that hold your robe together, letting the see-through fabric fall to your feet, your bare body just for Kylo, as his is just for you. He licks his lips, eyes you up and down, gaze fixated on the glistening between your legs, and gently guides you down onto the makeshift blanket.
“My favorite, my most beautiful girl, oh heaven above, you are glorious.” Kylo’s voice nearly breaks with adoration, the reverence in his words shaking through him, as his hands part your thighs with ease.
“Shh, my Emperor, enjoy the spoils of your kingdom, take what is yours.” Your cunt is wet, slick smeared between your thighs in anticipation, pussy fluttering and desperate to be attended to.
Needing no more permission, Kylo moans into your cunt immediately, kissing and sucking at your folds, his teeth and tongue working to open you up, to swallow down the wetness that drips onto his mouth at the stimulation. He is so very good at eating pussy, that you sometimes wonder why you do anything else at all. Losing yourself in the pleasure, you set the seashell down above your head so that it stays safe, and tangle your hands in Kylo’s hair, gripping and gasping tightly right at the base of his skull, moaning out loud into the night air.
Kylo licks up your folds slowly, deliberately, before he plunges it into you in earnest thrusts, eyes shut tight so that he might press his face as close to your flesh as he can manage, your legs sliding over his shoulders, keeping him there as you fist his hair.
“Mmm, fuck.” You sigh, gasping loudly as he thrusts and thrusts and thrusts inside your pussy, “Your tongue is so long -- more, I want more.”
Demanding and insistent, you push your hips up to better allow him purchase of your body, and he takes a hold of it as much as he can, the deep moans and grunts of pleasure reverberating through your body, as he shoves his tongue deeper, impossibly so inside of you, joined by two of his fingers to better stretch you out.
“Yes!” You gasp, a great big smile spreading across your face. Kylo’s big, everything about him is big, and even though he’s been fucking you for what feels like an eternity now, you still need proper preparation. His fingers stroke at your walls as he sucks and plunges his tongue further into you, fingers crooking and curling against your gspot, grazing it and making your body shake, shudder, jolt.
Your nipples are hard and oversensitive against the cool air, and you wish he would latch onto them and stimulate them, but he’s decided against that, instead nosing at your swollen clit, paying special attention there. His lips suckle and his cheeks hollow out, and your body writhes on the tunic blanket, gasps and moans hiccupping out of you.
The pleasure is so much but it’s not enough at the same time, not enough to get you to come, not yet, you need to be filled properly. Kylo knows this, and after only a little while longer of drinking down the slick that your pussy shines all over his face, does he pull his mouth away, licking his lips and swiping the back of his free hand over his goatee to collect the juices that soaked his chin.
“You taste like the sea.” He murmurs, licking his lips again and again, eyes glittering like the moon on the waves, “I could spend forever here.”
“I need your cock.” You whine, too desperate for anything else.
Some nights Kylo makes you wait for it for hours and hours, eats your pussy until you’re a sobbing pleading mess, and for a moment it looks like he’s in that mood tonight. But when you say that, he’s reminded of his own rock hard erection, that’s been steadily dripping pre-come into the sand.
He doesn’t want to deny you nor himself that feeling of being so thoroughly fucked, so he doesn’t. Climbing up your body, your face instantly presses against his neck as he hikes your legs up once again, this time spreading them at the right angle that his throbbing cock stuffing you full.
“Ah, yes!” You moan loudly, a little too loudly, loud enough that the stars begin to twinkle brighter, the ocean creeping closer, caressing your sides, licking up against your bare bodies as he settles his weight on top of you, grunting in your ear, bottoming out. “Yes, that’s it -- right there, oh, Kylo!”
Unfocused, your glassy eyes look up at the stars and smile, and you swear they smile back at you, until you can’t look anymore, the pounding pleasure wracking through your body as Kylo gets his purchase and fucks you with a vigor that reminds you of the way he fucks you after battle. It’s so good, it’s too good, your toes curling in the sand, back arching up off the makeshift bed.
The sounds are thick, squelching wet and loud in the night, and your breath begins to come in faster, your moans higher, body on fire. All your nerves tingle and alight at once, and your eyes roll back into your head from the pleasure as he thrusts hard and fast, grinding his hips against yours.
“D-do you think they are watching us? Do you think they are pleased?” You gasp, digging your grip into the muscles of his back, clutching him tight as your body shoves up up up the tunic, the water chasing you, wetting you, covering your bodies and keeping you warm from the summer waters.
“Yes,” Kylo groans, “I feel it in my bones. Your cunt is so tight, oh fuck..!”
“Don’t stop, don’t you dare stop.” You cry, the Goddesses above smiling down at you and Kylo. You can feel it in your bones too, can feel it in the way the sea caresses your sides, foam bubbling and tickling your legs as he lowers a hand to your throbbing cunt once more.
“Are you going to come?” His voice is deep and dark and so powerful, all yours, staring at you with concentration, as his fingers rub and pinch at your clit, “Will you come on my cock? Let me feel you.”
“You’re so fucking big -- so big, I -- I -- oh!” You gasp loudly, the sound echoing across the shore, deep into the ocean and high up into the stars. Your legs are spread so wide, and your pussy is so filled with his cock, that cock which doesn’t let up even as you’re teetering on the edge of coming, close close close.
“Beautiful, so beautiful.” Kylo bends himself down to suck on your nipples, harsh and aggressive and exactly what you need as he rolls your clit.
“Kylo please please please!” Nearly jackknifing, your body snaps up in pleasure as you scream out his name, music to his ears.
“Anything for you, always.” He’s drooling all over your chest, drunk off the feeling of your tight cunt clamping down around his cock, but he times his thrusts against your gspot with the rubbing of your clit, and your body shudders and you’re moaning so loudly that you almost have no idea that you’re coming, it’s all one big sensory overload, too much, too good.
The orgasm is beautiful, you can nearly see it, the stars that dance behind your shut eyelids, swirling and sparking down your veins, pleasure hazy and thick flooding your mind. Your heart beats fast, like you’ve run a decathlon, and all at once, that pleasure bubbles up through your chest into a shower of laughter, happy giggles that you can’t seem to stop once they’ve started.
Kylo has yet to finish, but you know this is his favorite part; when you are soft and pliant and he can bury himself even deeper inside your pussy, spilling his come hot and heavy into your cunt. He always makes sure you come first not only because he loves you and wants you to be pleased above all else, but because he loves the feeling of your body taking him so well.
After a few more grunts and hard thrusts that have you whining and gasping, overstimulated tears spilling down your cheeks, he comes, and you can feel the heat of it spreading through your body, sloshing around inside you.
He collapses down on top of your chest, the both of you taking in deep steady breaths, before you are giggling once again, your limbs nearly numb, softly saying, “I cannot move my legs.”
“Good, I don’t want you going anywhere.” Kylo is too tired to hold you, but you know he would be if he could.
“But the tide, my beloved, we’ll be swept away.” You laugh and laugh and laugh, the adrenaline giving way to something joyous and warm.
“They would never allow that.” He kisses your sternum, “And neither would I.”
Almost as if on cue, the ocean curls and curves around your bodies, touching everything but the spot where you lay, a silent agreement from the Goddesses. They love you, they want to see you succeed, they won’t let any harm come your way.
Later, much later, when you’re starting to grow stiff from lying on the hard floor of the shore, do you gently push Kylo to sit up, so that you can begin to re-dress and make the walk up the cliffs back to the palace. It is a long walk, and you know that if you don’t go now, you’ll both just sleep naked outside, which you’d never hear the end of. Kylo knows the same to be true, so he helps you stand up on your sex-wobbly feet, and hands you your robe to loosely wrap around your body. He dresses in his tunic, shaking off as much of the sand as possible -- when he whirls around to face you as you gasp in anguish, “Oh no!!”
“What is it, blossom?” Kylo is at your side in a moment, and you merely drop to your knees and search the sand with sad panicked eyes.
“My seashell! The waves -- it got lost -- I’m so sorry.” You look like you could cry, but not tears of pleasure, and Kylo can’t have that, not for one moment.
“It’s quite alright, it just gives us an excuse to come out here and look for it another night, doesn’t it?” He offers you his hands and pulls you back up to standing, holding your body close, kissing your throat and shoulders that are exposed, covering them with reassurance.
You sigh, feeling awful that he spent all that time looking for something to give you, and you went and lost it. But when you look at Kylo, eyes straining in the pitch black of night, you find that he’s not mad at all.
“Perhaps next time I shall find one for you too.” You say by way of apology again, and Kylo only shakes his head, pinching your chin between his fingers, tilting your face up to meet his in a kiss.
“There is no need, you are already the most precious pearl a man could hold.” He whispers, a secret just for you, one that you simply must kiss him again about.
“You are very good to me.” You whisper back, your hands bracing against his strong chest, against the Emperor’s chest, “I hope you know this. I hope you know how much I adore you.”
“One day I will see you Empress, and then I’ll have earned that praise.” Kylo muses, and you know that is a treasonous conversation that’s best had elsewhere -- another place and time. Murderous plots were not often pillow-talk, and you weren’t inclined to start that now.
“You are already deserving of it.” You promise him, before changing the subject before he can grow sentimental to dwell on it, “I have grown cold. Let us return to our rooms, and allow me to convince you.”
Beginning the long walk back the shore, the moon seems to follow your path along the horizon, shining on the water and providing a safe beacon of light for you to climb the cliffs once again.
You will ask Kylo to bring you out here again, maybe not tomorrow but perhaps the night after, and you will kiss and make love underneath the stars once again, seashells in hand.
These nights are special, the ones you get with your Emperor, and you intend to savor them as often as you can, your midnight pearls.
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Tagging some Kylo lovin' friends! @mochabucky @sacklerscumrag @artsymaddie @bitchydecisions @direnightshade @reyloaddict55 @thembohux @kylorenswhxre @sunflowersinthesnow @babayagakeanu @safarigirlsp @steeevienicks @materialisthicc @lovinghufflepuffgirl @hswritingrecs @han68000 @rosi3ba3z @chapterhappygirl @schopenhauerdeathsquad @loverofallthings @groovetoob @bxnnywriting @glassbxttless @angel-bxby3 @smallgirlbigpersonality @lovelyyy-luna @2000andwhat @raddo1975 @cornmousequeen @metsienmenninkainen @caillea @painttheskylineforme @holding-on-to-starwars @kylo-ren-is-alive @caitlin-was-here @icarusinthesea @princessflip
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