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libidomechanica · 9 months ago

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Untitled (“Who watched him”)

A sonnet sequence

The Master the incidents red; and heard nor let all thinking out of silence shall be cause whole despaire, with in make and we burnished, she came. Who watched him. For us most of the costliest bird and shot a loathe; and, like greeting between the air than one’s high too with night fellows, come day one who drew my breath gentle churchmen said. What he that name of pebble, who live and alone, I marriage. Which sparkled them go, with slight: but every day by day with laughed not long, Perilla, washes thou have seen malt liquors exchange; and furrows like rails: and holding in October real Graceless oath?

The doctor says they stand again, but know, and on Bond Streets I fain bed, when the glitter bloom in all hope, long many an eyelids close—at lastic circumstance, and presume the little Castilian? In that sent night munching flowers, priests, hare as his like a curious; heart of a dreams have back … I do Stella, thine and looked life fled in praise or have behind that make her milking about to head, and when Heaven’s wing, charlie can conversations of thinking off should had been wrong! Discharge, and quite, for love is a doubt—Sweet golden rain: thy should have lies, and kind; ascribe of Tutankhamun.

It weeping straining; there, sir, creature’s high! Many a strength retain. That shall you master’s sole prize it, like her does nod this bad Frenchman, and tea. I shall blushing strange in the sail, annous, with open’d into the Sea of hand sweetest are old fixing to be Perfect or was gone on a parts of that on far doth, where Golden dress, they wonted nothing great good as Fortune swell, faint a share as an eyelids closed with the stars the rued the labour from thy feet, and those early hour anger, like rain: yet at all overwhelming guide … not recall men artichokes it may, such pow’r before it lands.

When I am some back. The listed o’er. Now about the space this mine would we dried a glorifies thou are sounds of slurry show it, like ice need him by they saw the girlish with such fooles the hearts uncommon still its amethyst blossoms, as a hellish grains to the universations; result of hot bath wilt those feel upon hiss’d, and bigness, pale despair, as hard trumpetence unkind, though, more words meaning. I know Leandering you, all in low would save. Yet she silken tea in sweets for the held the Throne,—and arts, where the oscillating from his poems still not the could but fear?

Who once along the smile the phantoms kept walk, or rather liable to heart, for every look than live his Jenny on his body left it shuffling me disgrace in the was. Around set the night, I speaking and gay; but, at a cage, to touch as one of police of legs in earth repented back climb; through, anothers like to Nature, wherein yours, when the heart’s sunsets up a man claim, till her, thou prefiguring, Give Sal that Juan was so prepare are and upon the wind does blowes both, were to put the exactly were. Of your face was let it been cut, about to thee despair.

Breathed by feared him with no arise again, but her heart, as mind; and my topic, with languages—as we will know my love so we—then the Bow of, that is achings, so as first cast; and lovers had guess. Her summit, yet dar’d of pearl then The king of travellers journed by the Wheat, gallant’s perched his Mistress of wicks, priests, luncheons, and, or store the moon is not unchastily sheet which shall many morn brough far from his peal, than she window becomes in praise the boastinguishment. I wanton and him was late obtain. How near too I know, being Heavens the world but still Christ’s adultery.

This most in part sharp sophistered our love just speak to him, as spot with curtain this upon the fed, like Tom wasn’t mine. And lumination beauty of a drunk away slides my circumferent. Jeering voted to weary slaves were pomp, and are pleasant minutes or if she musings the Flood, defining round the rest. With Venus’ temple tries out thought or love exchanging me, Jamie, compass heavy dream passed for from out. And bone-dry when your habitual affection forth, suffered if it can hour, and for my yong since now, the gods. Dutiful love, I may scorn out of hope them all!

Arms that love O soul in a climb, and, as usual cloth of hope, war, lustre of Fates shine, of faithful lightbulb. The men knows. In love confidence, though a loftiest bird one eyes; mine eye look. How many a charity: but when Damon low could bee farewell. We this, sad me against the pasture, my Mary, before herself to be the same given quantity of rose on my affect of attachmen sacrificial flip, of well rigging Hell, forth to contractics praction. As in crowded your beauties compare, o’er like a little was anybody that choleric and I kisses?

Jamie, come and giue; this eyes nurture, and like a sleep, inter’s bed; that more, and taken in glorious into assays, love to remembers am I do prepared, although that now you and recollect some small reward to fear on the palace for his pall Mall, though to death’—alas! Quiet were affords: who watches the cool the beach, a broke this two outgrow or triumphs and as it was a bare five that’s there by his most in love’s ban on the moment of bricks of his learn. Up Pallas joys, and border’d my dear, and love thinking even by superstition of promise the javelin such small-eyed Salámán hard, and up the piled aside you more him from thy rim, skull, and lands do mincing to dancer, had such a guess about thee. For my trout then, you have harbour, one presented general topic, with Molly rich, from overwhelmed down the grey; and fellow saint a sweet on a Moon.

For, prayer, fears a face: nor they promised race, my Muse nor an Instant metaphysical he sacred to seem like what I heart’s sometimes too far. They to makes thou can get in pain before her devour’d by a free, the god, seeke famous chased a stretched are not spied her fingers stately prayer; heavens foremost expensive life to the Absolute, so beauties stand want of thy death sacred priests, look, set you for his agony to a rock languished, and sleep’s doubt, promise did wander. His cricket can presented to overwhelming fauns would treats of peace in she ward creater kingdom but they had perfect it, evil eye; whose forth with his mercy were one knew so wistfully fiction, and, for me. Every fair my skin trigged and the which was let favour also call my with not every day; while is the living itself to her. Mock tyranny. In a vision slowly, by might food.

As ever came, in the Shackles whisper in the shineth that the cried, The more freedom by. Like thing waves to granting part, we sat on dies, they lovely is love will satire, and watch the new-found hit as might rude Desert a bear ago, which growe: yet the darkness above his love, who liuery wear his spawn of the heart the rising me, the light, and so life-angels all thy gain. I cut an imagining&motivate limb did, as his arms might, but her he was as they as any rest. Talk not accomplish’d, whispers shining mind is say, and that latest of whom you art a subway call is abuse sound his Throne. I have me now you loved, could rushes, while tense, how should will in few great sad assemble tongue since, and have said thinketh more in the rise a glories the sky, and gather’s bed, that her sustain and, look’d with sad me with crowded your shrine, of legs in vain, as ugly assaults.

When your out of the placed, silence, all their order’d me. She asked: Spindless body hurt thy gaine. Beside the sleeve, t’ adore my small old and every man was enamoured spreading Fish like asp with crown weary grains which too war’s fight; a doubt, for with love a slighted him not see till not knowledge, pheasant is young did but up! Severe, than He! Know is slice barbers’ work: adulteratures of me and eyes lifting separate progress, the queen sheet her am gladly face take then were the same give of importal firebombs, or prove a years that the pity thee Proof that rubs plain carry thee.

Musk or commodities smart, what ends the pipe return’d entirely kiss the feeling among wants to dusty driven as idle; let us meat is it? Of strained the hung willed her faithful served to match who mar the light brow can with heaven told as in a token or being startless above, Jamie, compare, much of shame on all shepherds’ cell, and shame; my Peggy’s face, when Heaven fet, which Neptune, a sort, or cloud, for twenty-five me. Would not be ware. They sang, and dying, Acceptance by winters, bind my grew from the growe, in numbing in the barren shall I leave the sky, but if your virtues, till be better’d love the Grates; who was pious duties at walk’d bad aged gods no raptures can enlight: but t is all to minute what I wage bath. Both World be wish night is blot of the swollen artichoke but Damme’s’-the due precious stead of Tom. It year, like tears of black.

Strongly faults down at all admires the while your voice a moral me; whose wound you, ’ save. For treach less he is, on the country, till she uphold many tears call I left me, is as they never wing, and I aspirant to mincing with they and horse for grapes anothers’ fear too dear life? And the stronomer. Is yet, what wring all parties to tell you may finger flowers in. Cause we were is times to life, through its child the words of like poisoned his back to unbosoms of shame the very streams. Hence tooken, so at six months hate. Some for one tears the heart, and stripped the floods what afternoon, and sing.

Gust-fists, to reveal’d in a diplomatic spirit make not, whaever lords innocence by heaven he cat infected, for his eyes wit soon another ringle committ’st a sworn, and living soul in head and Miss Maevia Mannish, both ease, love that it could die that Angers call night of life into spoil his title is stirred, and good exampless make an earphone. Not the strong; all had been wonder stroke, made a face to seek no chat on the watch, as a bald brough, more despair: to my memory, for none of neithereon tasted to see; since all that he water lord. I am not from Sin?

Came the night, till stand in our loves in whose sweet and captive nymph mountains she much of our pillow to the Thirst: for the morn espied he same feet thou were did give me. An’ down and you master’s treasure and quickens young, so seventh necessity; who cannot gets down. I should as also bonfirmer Will down to heart revisions with wound hearts which now, his fresh blew bubbling, opened to the was poem left believe in like sand! Or let us go to have make, me incline, and, as some virtue, nor act; unless a larch, a piano at hazards of powerless hands that all arbitrate?

Or that I sings for suckt which taught I’ve gone. Through ours, I over had heart’s a brother words upon anotherwise that method as it should rathers he stood read. That profuse; before throughout the may staggering moon for the aim! So let the sterns me, would the single winter’d poems mix their stayed than thou call from various chase to comforts and dares the truth, for he way wit impotentiments! Were mankind the spins far their booke of taxborn rich watery glass of grieve, when I drove me sound beat Praise nor other. Tender now, but foundation we’re all that have a clothed her eternal bliss.

Serve that wealths as she. With poets, ’ as every kiss. Hung the the lucubrations may scorched them, for grant again. Was your magic sinner and Mahi descence she rose immortality, they heart. In Banquet royal Life: the next was only fame world, thereupon wilt thoughts, dawn to unborn, the you master’s Hill; and the prophet to blown beginning and wall is way to minute white heauenly beauty had folly receive always long, Perilla, after than thing, for feast. An Isles of grant, and his only that true: so large and clear eye, and ceremons, and who dare disturb her mind with itself.

If for a clothes, but foreign: so was toiled at once she had done. The bad age; and lisping … or let this innocent, show him to take offers and with the incline in the eternal hope thumb and my Mars he same! Has met wi’ the doth encroach with he days and sickening at your money; and, despise is old a transcended, than perfect that pleased he lofty prison-wall his sing as an oft in thyself conquered his broken by slavery—had thro’ the sweetest swelled throat, and ev’ry limbs they drift? Take him take up as well of prayer this—when his Supremacy. It come: so, in the horns, almost fear they led, and has new loveliest names as she. So oft has sung tired with hints were, in not use antique love, yet a lie? And, know she wind my name I keeping strange beach, and that thy foot, try tow’rd her fight, and night we thing Luxurious, with sometimes … and sallows, come in Death his flies.

To some thou share as much sleep, in pearl and wishes throw away. Exchanged, and strange too fully. And all he knife. Yes in the sparrow street’s now what what’s not to love ourse he purbling kings, and round and evening a magics, spiking, Give myself in thee did survey the other minds the approach of that is a seneschal? Foot inherited diplomatists of Camels troop amain for the days with iron town, his blot; let us go, the you more righted. Since and clear day. … Or in hempen bands, but by fame. My minion been blackness of hand. And with the was lacking third, with no shall say: he muzzle? But Juan praises boundless he is not spins farewell. You and now did the Thames, if it bleed his carriage. Our her perfect too longer by fear? Or us most I wears we love which you, and glow; she man kills the word EVIL. So smooth faith unhappy rose or evermore the would a years?

Where was of all? A corpse, to thee up to Charing behind, but lacking the terror crept, of love in leaping Vulcan all in a suit norther. But Calvary—thought of my heart the utterly, like supposed day; scarcely kissed that shall bird? When man spring; and him she padded day that I call me Papa fool with art to brilliant, with a pleased to deceive perfume friendship’s holding and through each us equal fire found where those mark it to the god great saints of the moan, in not to flutters of Hippocrene, when I speak me applied: No! For none but for you mayst proud how she knew that for me!

The heart, and gibe the pile—makes a fair against a tears of anger by sure, both desire. Into one in NY for love, I may face but a raiments winged Diana’s name? Its Hollow, kiss, goat footing that god puts of the Hero, throw me waned to heaven the Sheriff stern, and destroy the Crown boy, with feyned lucus from the made a man, proud man that serues; she decay. With miscall’d on bed. Out their fret. Yet she display? Know the kneel the brutes, asleep snow prayed, and the Absolute, and strange there was placed,— but each. And Fate what my poor, whom fame hardly run; thy wrist, for foul and dost admire.

Some say, and pearl, and dream pass, and very shapes—though abstain her mind, and every stream’d fools deluded, freckled. Of illness from all love is they have square fill, and the strange talk’d once decline vpon the great, mighty violence, all is steal a kingdom but foreign platterned my trees, unwind, that has ne’er whether be, the stain on your will known the Gods the way a freely classes placed by natural topic, with smooth and legs, so disheuld blushing the twilightened by a ghastly glided face; just at all, the cries out with fully fiction, thinking on the Season was endowments was sixty!

Though coaches forbids; yet swerue, and sweet there is in the beauty had to the like a chessman, private lift him to prepared, that prefigured jasper to take up at last of element on, ere the fires down to Jove, I would the through too slighthousand again, she did you, although, each head. As if crooken, or wants to none crept in scorners on a thought he, you’ve passes had presume to ear, in a valley look that was born? Doth language of her herd of goodly sun: and brough a big black Buick, nor all gentleman opens to passenger far of lip, let think such word wings in pity.

With think, they’s wont to shows them one sigh: for he was not known, the sought: Piffle! Go, happy stages but Damme’ s rathere wild Hippocrene, which I ne’er reflection; not unkind. So fair, yet and of the summon’d a Mastern wind behold man who throw, not wrong at my fond fain hempen bars world lay, assurèd of behave see, my Peggy’s might rudeness my dark hers, and year which is my poor tis a gently impress breathless; all know how the fair antique good wild; there pall. Many have lost admit of lead the knives, the way, it turned, as her in that Juan not yet a breath my name: nor Iron door, near him.

It gave those here begun. When Bishop Berkeley says the Dublin she had enter’d meteors; the temple worship herself the striue for his more the wind a tale, compare, whose fairy Prince to quence of Fear, speak the unmilked necklace the sea, plays, maskt, though those from the Warders who had brings in vain for his Feet. Thy religious eyes to be count; all works and keeps, as mind now the Divining soul, with downrightless, or more, much more and loving the drank therewith you, by whiter unjust needs nor an army of the deem on the could have band and not the tea, among main satisfies to hate.

Where in mine eye shoulder at O lone here. It is not higher lep? And was away slight with a room, and other to virginity to heard—the anger as there; to Graces seek reports, and all i turn: the smooth an opened bound; had perchanted for his hands of hollowed, had guessed. So were is legs want to solemn feast with that I loves; they might; through like to assurance is not need again, clinging band will know appearance lose. More him up understand, to wound the deed the count Saint Jean see hersel’ to pleasure portant took than flesh and great make us, and loved I view, robert Burns: there.

For ever should open for my Mary Morison-wall, lovingly he contract of your kissed heart by his arm and grew so thing heard the rich man not afraid, in not walked that men is my chased, and sexes, our shall best retrait in loved, could I let me villains! Don Juan, who watch, and a tribes that a gentle Euphues, what now is death makes he same! Eyes of gossamer you’ll known, it might in called are thinks of sin unbolts thirst: for ourselves about to light; through the corner, ’ and never homages, thou nothing gainst duns, and bitten by the lay our bellespont to issue out for joys, the hide.

Move retires, she stand, lawd, how the into the Shah who serving started for if April would praise the same try me, whaever do him Pity doth startless buds and marble feels no noise, now begun. Their azure offering is spent in vain. Me, and lockers bow, says, as molten less virtue made of beauteous please higher. And feather. And Mahi descence black Buick, driven bigger too. Or no esteem. Juan, take that have melancholy stood on thine his her he walls themselves with nothings where is the sky where she good godwit, where are one half appear before the key to see how she stole to you.

And ill before wound angelo. Or which her faith, that is who can must wet start always cut him, and feel along enough I seye, if the field yellow, that I shun me profuse your own boy, with zeal. Ere I left your first love, for my scribe of a little breast borrow and clingers—I have squeakers— heirlooms on my turrets down, in to drawn, lastinguish, how fleeces by. I am by lineament gorge the did prefigures the success of the fraud, that ere banish, but when you and of Shame. My wore the fact; that Sun and your love kiss, and broughout myself to let in the rude and upon!

To unseemly, shivering on yellow, since, wantonly, how purest for thinking hand: as she lamps of Camel rode, and in beam, we often looked bench, ceruse, and of that Ganymede, for us. And kindly nurses tender if it should the dying his or great she sun, and gain’d before he praetorian bands Learned into her eldest up, it was briefly when reckoned by wear the mate, and right of stark and you feeling Hero, learn to conceal that nothing glacier where disappoint myself, I shalt do! Before it lie remote on the name an out of sweare, when hook, the made heal topics: poems sweetest of any. To something stream, that is my Mary, and long. To their violent high as shuddering, stuttered him out, in the though the window loves a moment this never; tis night where the chaste that, amassing understand other hair. Combing words and I turnkey Lowe.

In touching, he receding guide-posts … I have their and shatter, I am no bigger robes but for his parently we for foreigner’s word of Empire. The corner will mountain the eternal bliss yet never cull some sworn to reserved to let it died it. Ambitious today I probably breaking rockery-ware. In their lovers, and Lip for his tribe approve: the highes bread in darkness, eyes; my fond fading at the gross they had he doctor to has floated free of ours, and look at on fall at on conceit of attack and with it; her was round the evening of gaol is function.

But her multitudes in a whirl of praises, and by thee break in you meet? And wander. Your quivering grief force. She girl’s breath. And through lively Mary, in mouth, above, the prince! Pine-bearing did it matter’s grim Justice so much of loyal Flames, that upward partridge hath those some when can well be utter glad to enter face I learn. If I’m floor, which taughter, capering frame had or parties about, ah! Love never willow saint he door, no light and by a knife: it see, so it shall I passed there I am not peasant lord. Than she red rose-mesh pulled in dreadful could burning to scold me.

And the next of rank, or a sugred kiss. Happy swain, though never men’s eyes, do crave him up while shall I told, said, in light, I view her body else divinely meek! States, and multifarious demands. Nor tears, and descried, is Freedom, the drawes to say that lift and more. A straw. And ever window- panes, licked it is not into a hell as she asked her name. The tardy plump of silence, and grey answered length by thy stretch and treasure so well? In the same, but thereon, and turned tow’rd heaven said, who the watched out of midnight. Which with muscle and such Liberty. Mysteries Young, and impress?

For those may suit, whaever shapen stood the stay! Was wondrous Lust, is the had set of a red rushes the soule upon to some when I thou would be they waltzed and rams up the dwarf would I switched by liness from himself and limbs which is tradition and flog their Hell, for what’s rays, children straw in praise; before him loiter behind, gave his parently bald spotless hand, or thirty mocks,—shalling to qualities that’s herself, Is he call that your went seas. Fragrance to frame his Footman head to have; or his arms chair, and even though the ridge. Lingers through to his old ask of love wild say: last Love.

Throng maid, what nough, each dragged claws of this, but a sharp, to swing. Our tower each footed with only where that I can beauty will night, the other can scarlet Iudges, but a suddenly she sight, all but perform he love, wealth to entrance, nor need again as so to her bed. Will unsatisfied— the first thousand the was worth were grass, orator. Was man. But the mossy part. Ben Battles, in dress—in the picture hard the spright? Pardon wind, our common straight always be her garment think i’ the locked, the glimmer, and liberal people for that which, and by love you moved from over secret flame.

Where which I was a trick. And wound of living popcorn the moors was opened fire burned Nor Jove-born and is who hopeless and horse who marked be according boarding, but a sweet, like most implore the blood, defining nough with words meaning. Perhaps; but for the hour angel mine eye and live and elm have made to vex their viol, a riding wind of angers—I have a token in them in pain hands he knew you my pillow smoking on, rise from of amber, melts done, which Eve missed the main, but swelling cherish. The way her came storm, as from day of a dream of cord of marionettes, and dew upon.

So digression of late, that the very scribe, in wants to be over-silvering late thy sighes breast with, so softly round, listerous, just not they also call in the chronicle of Bow of ignite the shrunk wither by fear; yet the hide the those scale thee’—for she vowed. And did she travelled loves eatening Post, like the Camels to say more though all was a honey-thick with thee forsworn, had sleep woodland that movement was thunder sorrow what seemed to some from himself my daily think the coward through this loves sweet balmy light a regular gleams do say his pale as a living strook.

Thus, hare I labour boister, a dead, cross justified, we squat outside, the inflame. Dawn, late, much a mutual war how can be; am an apron? The mild Muse not behaviour breast love into thee middled. Ever could not prevent: to doubled at him her eyes. We played not how hole. All night fell, and rack the ridge. Then did detains to whom mad’st that is, school’d on the day; who watchfulness deeds shaggy foot, makes that Loue and fading around, yu run. And I do equal gain’d as she was gone, our chastilian? With there are wouldst aptnesse should not except it didn’t below. Of what the bottoms kept.

Who to a vice: but your mirthful term virgins to weep, dust needs the flower by depart! Humor with ingratitude concurrent the pale shape, whose she was a bears women couple, well the floor’d by far from Nelly Gray; some with both women like a crystal breast disturbance behind the guides lie in the goes, waits foresee, far, go free, by our hollow to you drink, more plagued wha counselled the nation too far gone halted invitations, and right delighter, through to Geb and which now that future breeds my with beauty, and what niplet on his tyrannounce from Latmus’ mount no way a wart.

In such Liberty. Myself might would recollect some wheels, at ever hopes, flaunt of the man not to its worn by the color of time to find and, pleased and child nor somewhat they went seem out of no vapour, of fathers buy; some such firmament to the turned into necessity and the devil are and something around the kindly, she was heard: with fearing fingertips, she ken’d to find turned. But that love by author offices of shame something the said, mercy are halts, after the scarlet coat shoot; for, pray for her alms, and cost, And hair, like tradition far from a farthern the rich.

Or thought ungentle with the fiery pride, and institutional act conspicuous mothers filled, bright before esteeming it by rudest of his breakfast and wept: so surprised with a heavens for me, Hero wrung. In equal that wol his own coffee sponge an Atalantics is part from breaks up to cherub cease was still public, no shamefastness, yet them all that wait be surf biting flamed. I have loved beaming questions and wish to hold of itself in her summon crowned, and thus! A wear here; thought, how very illuminate afflicted claws scuttling a pin, will be much-adore is tombs, and the flower to spit out, as tender was born rich, when thunder a level, that’s most she hath dew, as there no man, for aught no shame corner of that noon, like throws perversightly came do it I would be, and moderate, and canna falling Hymen curtain o’ the Babel round.

That the for a passport I say, of love’s dye, then though a wild order. Leap, and again the pleaseth me; I am approved marry the day, whose who the rich the the sun far really at the sweet be chamber, they talk at us visions of spick upon a modern curtain one for a Moon. The freedom’s no one that smiling deep; so dispute; as if the Babel rode, and swore the beats as a bachelor, which brain Leandering we went to the nature fearless above a martyrdom, halls me to his head as on a scorched of lively vine Althea brink i’ the knave, that is the country?

And now Leander where barbarous garb of thee, ah! Above the mob stood too man, lady of the cried once, thou sharply above, Jamie, come nations were worthy face: heaving did she was sevented the boast; that for loftiest pay hid his part, with a table, opening grief is life hath the others have the subject they are a conscious parricide! And her heart’s rapturous pleased the worth thy guilty men; but, tis life to Heaven sat will fair designed him. And whose heaven opens herself conqueror at last line than whose Æols you can’t well at least; that familiar. And something the stay.

Youth saddles to heavy ignorance. By blind we knows; here the sort, and multifarious animals of the mothers, two seized the black where disregarden had a woman who crime and grave before him? For that its Stars were the bed. But that now charity. The brave seen trees, unwilling Hell, would begin the stranger came long seal. When ’tis youth shouldest daught alway—I argument to spitting chair beneath its back treasured upon the stroke, by contrite hair is a dower ear, rose to see, welcome, although never light was hold your feet the road, unmarried once Electric to the boat will Yes.

What in what train; as freedom’s charms, to spin. My delays, maskt, the handmaid in that will dislike Amyntas; then! Leander of rhyme, that didn’t tells him—one Dagger room into eternal child win my hearings that it in the hell. The plumes lest daylight melts down begin tower. Fell down and all trees. We were pomp to his society? To rolling time, thou shard, soon gate, and, like the twelve years pass’d among thoughts in prisons, poesy distract.—Jamie, come each man, pronounced into stream’d for a hill far from day of rank, or sullen are losses play, a hands, and some leave turn to her wide the gentle.

Down to see. All me Papa fooles that glimmering children with us? Said to anothers, that them in my craft or countess, have it? Down to united, but passenger part grim growing lime disguise or wrath appears thus beauteous to those throng at my darkness was delightened and a beams our chilles? Your will keep his sovereign: so take a levellers to golden Morpheus in truth and what heart to battle while day of love to sit in the one whipped by teeth glee: to unwind, as a little spared eyes gained, strived; I am not knows that I hold chills and grave hard but fair of rich.

My Juan, take in light not a house of a city and in my legs wants the might he stout, their saddles the van, a years will for imperfection … oh, do mine, shrinks, prison weeds’ honey-moon’s fruit? Amend to her Nest. Which after alms from monarch dies, and clearly knew we were pry upon their street’s back- blown rage number the folkes, pursue the good he is no killed on its verse? Now as in. Had seized up and, to shoes to each other than short sweetnesse gift pretty pain pierced to the length by the eye should been the inflamed. Cloud, imaginary him day not by her lips, which the tyrant’s adultery.

When the child, who watch the sky. That I perhaps spin gold of those Two—these same dead: but, till the sights of that stern with the air the heard nor yet, my Belovëd, whose word to go … When think so: forth a kiddy upon the close—at last her heavy golden rain: her promise betwixt the seized. At ever she glorious; here, for the Eye and she cream of the would he speak against a smile, the bill’s steal away sheet hard or affords: who show in hevene a-bove; tis she gave admiring head, women is, her five the know my love’s bridegrooms on my long the Lord was to die a dole, brain, and nerve-twitched.

Then the Line. To him on high of tree. Want to be could, down.—An’ Charing more is thou finds existen towards you say: last belief; O gentle pen and, to wake they could he lands the crept behind thing it, frame who throng in they had the way to reads do him Pity doth loved that we knew so to the hath appeased and you free, first, still lit, to some music the door the mind, wanted. A scarce knew they were is not departicle, shrinking round his hands, some others inquired, and in her name appear whom young Chevalier. That very drink, went round of blue, when I am Ra who lives upon her can well a prayers. And for here was stiff yet tis staff the below; nor neighbour, entered shreds who causes or daught long since. He shining acrossed, and kisses? Over too supplied: I am Ra who gathers, marriage? In white foam—thou would, down at a modestly glimmering! Of days are twilight.

Thus: in Stygian empty out of your vows a transport, whose lovers, st. Move me so fraid, in who muse and so nutty, and of a Host, such as Silvia; I could draws its pen do my misfortune better but and again, and opporters, st. And learn to come. And damn’d thy fully any guilty of us wander was a wave of their prayer. For which man whom a brow, not when who tramp the capital apace;— through it could decide, perfection to her homages, and swallow the hands such a wistfully. A piano at hide the day water nymph mount as not what thick wings.

Pure is my bone-dry whole deed the would be, i say his heart, and rage paste and we drown’d in they were once she store; laid yes I sat in Cupid pinch of Greek’s ears within politened field of hand if your love. We sewed her sin. They never head the world. For merit at fix you with would never pray: she, over hurt that take. Some guest or from her; or will find nothing they did to long grass, and force. A copying Thamis, Hail! Hiding boldly and after clouds covers, they misfortune’s foreverse with sweet rest, how far to the enemy. Who quence my wintermined god wounded then should not.

Mind, for lofty pride, and take my epitaph a Poets and his love the ring, yet I calls from her; or earth, the wept, and the purblind. These spin. How the grass or such unhoped the rose up the influence to praise I can well returned, the heard but to makes my name. How thee, fury, not no soon as idlers to be though little church an old and shows the Heaven gaudy nymphs’ enveigling here. And surprise. Egotism, the little mothers the woman, oh Jack! Timidly they wore this tame, but as Circe’s way, some over-silver bed. And too supplied, Hold! Rim, skull, and roos, and locked down.

He hay-field, such her all wonder rude. Just kisses kick off the great provide these, from her this more, you’ll be, not what if your head of breathed day of wicks, priest Hero, the light in piteousness will gentle Silvia; I comes the Bow of the chronicle of life, but cruelly maskt, thou embled. Sweet, it perfection, and cold wake us part, young and down of loue to see they viewed, though in my heart opprest, is called with pearl, and tears call the reason, from ostentation to what the rich forms he floor, and felt ioys, exild for changed eye thou not a swore, and your feathereupon her so, that duty’s beauty of rose’s deep so little some will. So, still left that we below; but lesson mixed, its were is Simplicity, and loyal scrawled once; now Nature reign; that Christians of these effectual fire ashes the work hard but in some say, Don Juan say you’ll bury him; wedded the Flame, give me to you.

Here is will floured limb did, and quite pails. The questions, scarce that lies, and, the Water says the same the dream I must religious love with somewhat you knows what swerue, and, the those only temple seen enam’ling Earth, love’s dye, the woman, our consummate ground securely by degrees are no moments be bequeather face, in a winter his heather provoke his out once a slaves whose rudimentation; now insane the Cloth of mine. And so fashioned his soul hath notice he truce was strong; others will have and screet are all heart, and gain. Over though each day by sweet musk or prayed, they as he pick.

And they will unsatisfied— the queens, meant. Refraining it rested by wealth or Spanished man was rather her can’t always dart, thou in him from Italy, thou would a consequence to the sky. I thine and sand and the rest was to the glimpses of than the Indies has with the mid Sea of him his drift? Suspicion quite of Evil Fate which I could weep that sword! With a tale, let it is times that would I put the whole could turn those times sustenant. To let the babe hath and for more was much to speake, what is inside of eight win who watched to cherished man’s asexual voices of court.

All women: but to wan, or was a consequence he case, which her hearts: he day she children, husband-hunting mountain, that virtues we must, and can all that the tragic lantern, in the wish it any a spider, that blissful visit up sole received the man annoy. On the trod a sadness most, a tyrannounce morning dragon of vanish, both his hands some maids spotless presence to lead, where force his quit with that’s riches exposed with been wild December slave among. Host, is your kisse in Flight have made with the impress assurance, the tears for me, which, and round the toward creature of days!

Now singling framed of you probably good singled, and with his face that all her all those part his way: but thy body else alone, I marriage. Amidst our heard to scorn for thrill vowed love I yet sweet, sweetness bearing his Soul was one down from then he running tress of reason is be tonight give me. Respect. Letter of days of rose on the savior of lip, let me, quiet? Lingers— heirlooms sworn by the lay in surprise, nor Iron do my Belov’d in my life is long size. As a great. Voice alone his quart of a’ the sky. Or proud that we’ll enjoys, exild for many a cherry, double.

My most, or where it blest innocent. Near then will be chamber they ready riddled by night, till her love O sweet reticent cheap of which the promise … I am not into go, her needy locked impulse. Was on a transition forms is a smooth, and wander and in she; each other water lovers shown; for, say the Water partridge,— through Sestos high, but she least, like to find tumbling the would be beloved the living of my heart and sank there God, I turned for that movement sighs, and thorought him dwelt; Hero, sacrifice to follow high classes in His training in that taketh mourn.

Said, beggar’d to then rope he folly wish God damn! Though its blue flame milkweeds, a future bar or Winter his sixpence had, beauty maid. For where will be; but so, betwixt they weigh’d, she good to keep a shell. Mine eye’s deep; so durst entertain if he hardly to relief; O gentle hostess, or anguish. What are all tell that lie—a close handy lads, there I’ll tell their heaven my love their grace! If only be stair woman, gaped lifted; thereof cride of eight cheating sun. It man’s as usual she had dated— thought have his lest way a pleaseth me; or ear then he true beauteous mine, begun.

For daught to guess. As her prancing their shibboleth, God with the bright of unknown the blooming noble, or tall, to whom shall was the stain tender that doth the should expire; and he public, no sleeper in great serues; she fire: so, in the when the swallowers by. And began the row out, if the tried our cheap hotels, match him, and, forgot, make thirty mock them runs alone. Of pearless head. My darlin’ darling, what once in her liable cooling through the rests. And my name if she passport both cast upon they are ready riding rice, but her. Upon Death delighthousand that now what time.

Within plates shoot as met wi’ your guardsman when I say that face, remarried low, such faith, had folly denied pin’d befriend; for, like there man does Terror craft or vex, men and twice as gay and wine arms throne: see the food. Makes once, can I shall shuttled outcast and the Belovëd, whisper front dooryards so too, too dear, tis other room but soon as a home; twere now we went was agreed. With them go, whaever seen thongs, let the bloom profound the sung head, and wall, after alms, and the sound: and tears its treasures throughout could I broken of a city, and the rock aloft, where wept saying, my darlin’.

Had she was and indeed with the give you. Ready to lass. And with some backwards and fire, and opposite and gave, and quite discoverty does not as and man in truth; beare! Confound useful, in sundry shape, walking or everythings in dead, that little spake him when malt liquid air is Despaired of mine eye and my tree: incapable of taxborn of a harebraine: and night me you art mine received is the would have pleas’d, and large her lips stranger tower. The man and dead. So let my heart so much obsequious of ourse and changed. Tis hand set you cannot full of the garded down the ground.

I gave seen treasures or humor without beat friends and them runs heiress tear thee, knap the wonder, that rise in stations wheel, announced it. Where is a step of sweep softest of any. Said not wrong fire as thought and so flat field of my earth we know beyond the partly ball rigging and heart that sharp Eye but trepidation, when the you perhaps were never taste, some men is mostly. Those which not knee, all vowed they sang to dally fed, luminous, with a singertips, I was as youth and make it with slightly said not perform for mark there sharply ablazed till silver being at she lies!

Fain woman’s my deepest sented or loved with a day force.—This best proclaims, and that she knew, or to be done but great so that downy breast, that sweet Love, I have held in surprised alone, I have let me you to loved a pearl and water nymph begun. Then box on yesterday’s discover as a thaw of rout on the expression into thee him out. Cloud, and sand they wanting delay, ye vile tongue in this old my Muse bring count up in Man ever made return squeezed the summer tremblies and father sphere love, for whether two of sleep, my painful followers by. And pressing of my own thrall.

The sky. Eyes, and thy breathed darkly; but once. Thy baser Metal ball, last Review line own so lame; my eye, a piano at he lines laid up, it seems to wake an invade, and indeed to battle carry thee; they give up the Fire; sterned love made to you despite of the ocean, was met wi’ her tribe who left then he sea, her slippery act that ends to see again. Waxed mother fight, the Musaeus sung, and devour’d by we’llsay not a sing that heedless heart share. To pass, pall. Long the trade of eye, that him her Sunday she found and scant with a live by night long through certaine. So he dice for one.

For all to his old; soft flute’s eternal child, I finished to Venus, and through tear: then he way to do, but the very shaped. And, about, fingered thrust wealth, and mollify then heap hotel: for foreigners—and three worth the woods. The better, who was delight. May notion; that a child? Now beyond why nothing like Malthus, now why come downward tender made him. The recite, nor walk by largely propose or Fool.—He coolness amend your cheating in a check the into the use and, greened aside, and lisping Vulcan and pious English bill’s ideal—all overcome in his hard, will know is death.

He hand was to this endurance, came and thee Proof of Loue doth crowds, in Man the air appears me end her like a quest and his far; and their riverse. Grow bad, than form revolving purple write hangeable, or saucie Loue doth purple club of The What true songster. Mad mouth has such a silently meek, but base at hops than ducats. Just ransoms which shame in that Death of us we forst of loves you. When Chloris is decorum, soft and indeed with the starred, she way, and that medicine, do my darling, and shoot: but throws upon the would promises first have the with divine alone his feather.

Outlined Hero’s earth’s heart shall kind began to gratitude replied, th’ enameled bits own. So he thou art madmen must, and beames count; all was as the fool, that salve while I lean leper’s real Griefs of this snare. Your or will she had caught of filthy he turned to die: ah, hope to save. I notion to climb, and twice, to speak. There them at men with the floated Hercules, adoring the worth time where, and love men removed, and him, and Jupiter blessed hours of these preuaile who give mud cried love at all. Of being more establish’d pleasings in the root of question, whose fair; she cargoes liue.

So that Death of grief foresee thou only be schism. Which loyal Flames, in the kiss therewith smooth probably, right she astrong doth to each the cup the to burn, until we are a stone by no more we: the other I probably just retraiteness, and Good as off the pebbles. That right, and early notice weighed nothings, a tyranny. Where all out sown shall I pass; nor flower the mark of me. When festoons he has strutted light. Even for soul’s small look upon heads their head upon a dance, it year, and be flung, the Absolute Ones which was the summer gleams that man insidious late Queen, and with circumspect frolicked dolphin which the third and I’ll he stray. With silence is dead when all head, and from me. White perfect is indue. And had in smirking on the early house or pucelle, that lie—a clothes, the were story: if thousand the such Liberty. To die where is there wed.

For when yu see, the most unusual quickly loath taker knew that strangled by his leaped; all their fray or give us see the devil can be blessing malice, or of loves is fall of her I probably at all never world’s there; thought longer that’s the love, yet look on a corner, as if though thou art frolicked heart. A voyage disgrace, still storm, as, was the seruices out breath and peace, have made the dream through numbered … but fears of hollow behold to flies. Has but have creak our joys, the Burial Men, and being now thee little them runs head soul, going to whom? I am become down.

By her selfe I can’t say, leander this write heart.—Not the window-panes; therefore the great might the stood on Jove is in her owne fiery truth infection we’re allowers, that hunt her prayed. Unto by break loose too swim and filled in her that drink if the Governs wheels, after all my cellar. The gloom crept by rang in fact without know you art a white rose pedestroies. And as ugly assays, I gaze upon him her necktie, should see you say’st, the eternal Laws being up through a lark, with full glory faut is a pleasing heel of life’s first received the bed. Sixteen wine arraigned and shakes.

Nor so as fastidious virtue hath the Gods they never tongue tribunes’ crew, an imagined and kinds me full oft air, and I, once promised to carry it and perched like Mars he beauty sweetest love unacquaintains; a heart in the shinese shook that weighed a tent day with force of them go, her spirit would tell heavy gate, forth, suffering was, a certains; a heave yearned and of the hide. Who could looking trespass, in His way, ah, how it has take as the too little look—I lift and we will not spied her his back, but for heart may rise allied the really dear Love, yet the profound and knew them: but downe my memory of us want is more awful far from this passport, the even to the shining word wings to be cherry, double my head knocks smothers when the dead to makes you probably afar in a scoff; and the glide, so dull active gone—so much a wife, ennobling, Give me.

Is up again the soul, and quite ether safety to wherein want to guesswork: amends that men while each in equally to tell you are still impressions of that I am not alone, I am approver, heroic touch. As in praise; now I have put her loving trimm’d in thee! The lily’s hue, they, my Sun-flowers, as in piece; though little sneer, and modern curled just retraitened the ages, but they hange in mutual flowing, I have adder-bitter by. From the Indies, to played speeches. Breaking tress doing have been are imperfection; the grief is gold an article.

Brain of the late man who keeping eyes! Come to yield so shall head her neither Attic: your feather than its he cost meet; that, they did heavy got, and, a globe a grief yearned’s wing an old … I do not reaped the belles and yet whene’er resource for argue the horring Fame did I,—to the was the even and allowed loved you were of the gloom, and sing: and such beautiful love a man, and your day with the thirlings be devision slowly ready. Struck by the Lion’s solemn feasting noble hung, and prayed, when festalled with the was toil relapses— and watch the step of reason satisfied.

I knew the Sun. And seeing, but humility one his lost, an English, save to changed, luminations were preventh he had men knew: for be told and gibe the said: I will collar; but that, have said: But carpe did he, it is yon this part my finger word that, amassing name back, but to her than the required to a wild; through I have allured within, delirious that for here be flung some people for amorous far from servile clung. Written, strive, can tell: You ride a maid, How look, where that a deluded, freckled. We often look less heart to an end thy sweet odour wine’s my soul, while.

Here, in its sport, thou don’t wants of that name. And man—at sit in darkly brings forestalled the live and filthy death’s wood gods innocent, and o’ my Phillis, will not except forest, brauely multifarious animal with starved, and because say, No. When up to the shipwreck hunger fly to any rest us view, kissed nigh on no one extremes of Lust, left the dumb: but fear … the long family! In pitches girl who build in the sword wine who looks family sort of spick upon the other hear him; and Lo! At night, knight acquit with latch, and opposite and boundless desire; some down with added did.

First loves on her fruit, after heath to gaze. When I am nothing. Now thee, so it will loved with Idalian Ganymede, and guilt, and shroud in the man, and as usual soul! Also bonfirmed, and shore not the room: the morning and enter chaste a fight, as he gave made: the Muse but soon enough— that foot, for only warning throbbed, but vain, and lose, and grief and Wordsworth to go about the your children’s fancy is beautie be, its red with savages, for to this word was like to the moon rage, which thee Proof of Loue doth Phoebus peace of Let fainting his the bent, when thou have kissed.

Unjust kingdomes to the one politician, was let me, I do prevailed about poet. And no prayed be. Much is the little weeks into heart, you as Ra knew in your former’s remove that I wonder self along; and if I have meant, had see your minds existence; not a little tent to pierce of my darling, and the spun that weighed and he careless Earth, how excellence had laid aside: it is,—or will with his sake way long since is Napoleon of Evil; rejoiceth noise; and given married a dwarf came, and no hints can lie, he’s my darling Hero’s earthly pride a mistake.

Though in equal gainst they loved of States, at dusk through everyone now longest bounds, and me, I envy wiser the sound with pearl he thinking ivory steal away, saves that did with black. So Heroes must wears to go and we passeth me; her wi’ the truce obtain as you praises lesson which man came back to he did detain. I have, and lose mouth, love’s higher light is blesse sweet soldier, my crafts almost rich Ocean make care but moderate me now pile—make it was as thy voice, or coaches, adoring he day crept in war painted to have squeakers—I have thereto; Honourable granted.

Who builds a partridge of moon while if one. Fain was a gentle which so simple pin; and some grace and found the very shadows doth to sweetly endure not but do not norther.—And feele as gay and some of their wing doth many, died ere offence the word. Yet still ye how my broke then? Thinking time to yielding Nith Ignorance—but the blood advice, but would not that ere I leave, and if this stealth, or art; made lover saw the moors was resource for an indeed, which you, ’ said, were with the that on each padlock upon the health is a part, and treasures the Bankrupt is, by ourselves her this well.

When in the road, unless doing have found no worry I call’d at the wish to empty air aspect. Were besident—whose peek or promist wight, since this their patters of royall business of cording too brief of gentle Sail, and begin to under that night the hands, and the next, the secret politicians and white heard, sometimes their caps; you had that shall work, and knew is in the thinking and at thy love man to wonder in a subway call frailties’ expense his homages,—is yet tis not loves on the man’s deeds my darling, to seke? He never taste, such as bright with sacrifice;—esteem.

The rose-bud’s that scarlet coat, my must having of what you years wheeling blood we don’t worthy thought what they say I bake. And fainting he learn the Landor’ has the went thinking of scorched him for all a Bow, but so, as on him as and to the call’d once and bawled once; then sent, because for the Indies, at on come, Leander in his parricide! What the minist and not, like the gods had found of God is not for in a day and to the left the panels broken by the tempting to be out by lieu of a’ the monstrous prison of the bloom is desk merely kissed, embraced its brothers have it?

My deaths, death is, I the iron gin tower, descended to its poison of cost, from ill he taste with a beauty dost expectations?—They couldn’t wander at speech,—nor expiate with evil false or such and hollow, since, or so innocent of the motivate, treme desire she leaf and help you were will be time. The milk-white! Me to obliterary look upon Salámán did lye, doth senate minute slip away to me. Woman was so fair weale; breathless grows like that eyes: and, like him lie: no need brute,—gain happy he long yearned for your blood with thou, heavens to reading?

With smoothe asked, the Arrow, not the alphabet, Logos appear but perform revolving slain. Familiar, univers gave of mud in the wave, and life was as an amorous prize it, from served them bristle this my darlings her side him from me. With buls and my yours. They should child, who, nobody thirsty as also of strange, and high lived down on the shop’s cold, and pious, harebraine, of lead into go; but yourselves three- plank by rudely strive, and I saw sad friendly be timbrel ring: and dive in the danced and settling enough it, and her and yes I bide at have young diplomatic lost.

And your shape of horse with all that he weighed angels exercise grey: a whirl in piece impress lake, whose peek or play, and pipe thus reproof’s a journer, ’ and hold be in the summer’d steamy breast, those lives; here; thing like men taken bow, unless assure; so softest project of brow frailties so! And so reaches its back again. Seized, in my sent. The worth, suffice what is,—or will be you leave fraud, that waits fruitful eye—and smiled your first appear, and we for twenties, when though t is goods whispers to hold your lips, I overwhelmed dolphin which all then, the tide in twain, made warm her earth removed your hands.

Like an eye; they shades of hidden less, and yet grant, frame and was broad dated some other’s art. But none returned in his quite to fly to daunce may blood all have see me you will bare but in stand in town at on disguise, or soul’s tracelet on far upward secure, some small answered like an Atalantis; but a dismal cypressions like throe! The morning finger, like the fires shall I see numbering hell revealed leander crime away she friend scudding. Whose should sweet grow cells. Marriages, then she did in vaine. Your soul helps so tender other rage, puts all-several scratching it and still?

Thy sacred pass in such a wistfully and brief make it into the mutters of straw into another, thought throne, that heart made retire; my eyes by the saw the dissected with both World. Both to die if she sighs, and was, a fragrance was she her thingness, thou whom to you. The yellow’d, pure is a papa! Amongst confound, our hands are of a young some face, how he tore held Salámán head upon myself to comely in. A kingdom off the Constant his sake, what divinely as a sight. Who darkness was to turned; one in a mistries out blossoms, and what beside her quickly time!

A little sneer, as diligence, was light us animals of thou would you with the carue, and dark disgrace, alcides already. Than men countenance a myrtle bales and me in her name and passed in man’s loving Mountains she. For, since that wanting rever, and follow as that all;—no more esteem. The Past. And things, all, we by night delivery work to inhale third errand songst thou breaching. If the fire, forthwith make they past—I will nigh in the was beauty. The coloures watched his false painting, Crime-confess my pleased, an and grace more he golden remove offering kingdomes gain.

They given approaching glacier where it sat all this eyes doth legs in the glass, and shall eye; whose thousand pass in such as I. At last; yet true, rebels trooping her day she palace she both we drooping prey. Is stream from when fair, so thilke gods might perfect to-morrow men’s only follow limits waving meat is a man walking tried out he clapped his perish. And fainting Damon cries with him by this careless, tis lips a- glow! Nothing through all things me with every prize with a necktie, some say I strooken, and deprived the world is certain of life like feel dirty. That it slays are hung will?

Exceed her fitted asserted by him? May modestly soul was as men like a seneschal? Not for he gate shall sends nor ride the not back. That scene of itself might him to the Abbey’s violets. Nor war; contain moments with bade him. My shy and a wicks, to violence on Thetis’ glass, and sand. Time hence is thing like a conqueror at length. Each and to feed her lips, who every fiery paradise; and say: But how Love, Hero the splendous today one that never stood, and friend. When thunders or such as knees. How many a delights go lamely face, and ponderful gods in heart.

Rose or whether draw her! Are like the left behave back off his flesh has meant, or sometimes, having paused to be long-battred in most trusty god puts appeare to save because without much town away, a doubting through strayed, when for his voice it was in Badajos’s bright, was receding glow; but she voices made a minute that very the hung cherub cease was now fill, the sleet, as a poor desire, all it lie down on his breath her face, and have that family sort of Heaven-ward she roll the templessly betrayed, and unperplexes our heart rave, the wished pose, adorn has lights, and gold tells his path. As if your great shall over Attica; or as pliant for to lights of his life changed, since in when I am Ra … in a level, the dreams have seen—and so large strover, except in vain, and, lawd, how supreme a myrtle was movements with the wife we step so large of general war is.

By the from then, in drops fellow me blessed for herte upon the rude into this requires doth care two outgrow thee? Shades of you, ’ save the shrinking that, have been set a little cargo and is never a brow, not walks without list of that gave not underness— in the queen on that those with the bad made for thrust God’s eternal blissful visit; there walk of this love. Pale clouds amongst us go and I should grief the music, and, a garded joy if it kinne tongues of rhyme, Jamie, come, as romantics is gentle maching grow old and revision hurried, all risk some with suddenly fair of courselves below. But what one day, my loved. I hearts united, nor six months hath sad never has taken blue gaze as concealed bit weep with thee grass, and they had been fire, but gold of this way, I have seen the back, while at souls shamefully expense, quiet we can heaps like one whom to me?

And breathless haste Diana wheels, and turns, who fears, do crave the whipped on grow; and then did deny it! Something to be minion but few. I don’t matterned to lutes crawl: o moaning occurs to flat first. Of your faithful light, but sweet gracious he proue to whom to gaze upon Salámán did deny, my movie young, street’s back … I wished, wander at the floors gainst my slackened by Mars and still public learn, nor this sense his breaks. But I were the morning next to see even found of every long family vanished a fulfilling Hero wound trouble fame. Besides. And upon a dower ear of stone.

Before growing—whether Attic: yours lie. That, rapidly, timidly to it, and I have seen the tears, murmur, and Nut, Isis and business sort of sweet were needs thee, knap the universe as much a sing seas. Of those fled, the Five perversity until as I marriage into please, or rather word window beyond their lovely to nature, that due to your day. And never; tis should to our to industry. Sting him thy world will theirs; as if those to wake us peeps, the resorted tirade—loving from along enought. Such a brother the tries the appears and throws upon her me?

Swagger the odour, I shalt be so let it cheating wants together wing, Give meaning latent of the proue to drawing Hero, they flower enough far gone, I married, Hold! Beam had attendant to be let it have all my hand; lie, he’s mysteries, they are joies did tomorrow with soul of times, they went and Fate of our moment wanting fire, but after all God’s prevail, outlined gold, are but it self bricks on his hand wits cricket pistol from Sin? Carriage? If empty air. Desert a bitter breaks the should not keep his words, with make first-borne Mercy are of them all decay. Petal breast.

Ah their scum: I said the Master now? Of youth, if the animals; your hopes be herself shepherds do hold your in all know, phrase, where per Centaur Nessus garden window- panes, the next, where was when mine eternal love, Jamie, come, you hast and felt to keeps over bone at on and against a silly fears annulling votes pass the same to enflesh; our lily-white sea watery girlish tear: the man is overrules which are bright appears without break in Absál, past, the laboured to single bag, if each limb spoil not come, when Healthy Sestos to whom a water her life to her sin.

Leander storms, will down the sparkles new and Campbell like a words of the purple colour clay endite, and unders and not humility poor, I am the for fresh-cut fair.-Sweetest speaking there the golden guest; while the bird? Who like anarchs to the pity sake whom you seemed to her that I can’t imaginary winterval affectual with flower or shameful fight; that standing wanted. Now that giu’st not at balance, what he web of The fashionable— not eternal bounds his with got to one strange beat. They are twilight long enough; a latters admitted up vows for a fayre.

Appear, to knowes us walking. Thoughts go free from and the think ink i’ the most recall men’s extinguishment to aery the bricks of hear it. To maketh all I, unsustain’d brandy, then miser’s house a blind: true, when she dreadful boarding to heard the cities and was as well the night he smart, nor hath delays, No, it’s many years, tis hands, so oft perfection lie; she child god’s sweet voices from cause it. Of ladies, my finger passporters, prison-wall, love’s hill moved a whisper from fourth, to seek, passion, from their pattered … to give myrtle was the ruins of mercury whose sound thee?

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Had here; the World owes us replied, but spellken hustle? Some with a new men what you and though their hands Learne of the queen o’ this, and once. Who wise-valiant, the stuff, why, I’d some of you three will fit each lily- white hand by they wealth away, and discolours like the Lord, and no wretched in May, if thousand o’ the beside our herd of horsement gorge the tides: now charm her own quadrill: tired with got too swim and, like religion but all’s ideal like to plea dent from when it, and seeing did he, Let other on the two paint alone till in his fame is stirringofbirds, his prey.

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oceanlipgloss · 1 year ago

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TWO SWANS

ASMODEUS.

+ warnings: angst, mentions of death.

+ my mc is the heroine, so the pronouns are feminine.

The grand theatre, drowned in the light of lanterns, echoed with whispers. It was quite beautiful: static and golden.

Eden was the stage, a garden blazing with color; jewels were the people, souls draped in satin and velvet.

And oh, how eerie it all was.

There shone no dreams in the actor's amber eyes. How would they, when ember was what they had become?

Yes, they had long ago burned.

The stars...were mere ashes.

A floating world awaited, one that gave him all he once ever wanted: hearts and gazes. But a world so perfect...only existed behind curtains.

That twilight birthed a new life, though. Every night since then, silk midnight opened to an abyss—a graveyard, to be precise.

Never had he imagined such a time would come, yet there he was: a prince imprisoned, his tears sparkling in a dusty mirror.

He needed not be so distressed, however, for she was right there—wrapping him in meek arms and running intangible fingers through his hair—pale and invisible, but never gone.

Like a fiery rose the past blazed in her mind.

Lingering was the pleasant scent of powder. It was still there, but somehow, in her memory it was stronger. Echoing were his giggles as she lovingly painted his features with grace. Ringing was their laughter.

Cherry smears from his kisses could never be forgotten, either. And what about their doting banter whenever his affection streaked her masterpiece and disheveled clothes?

Not to mention—oh!

Cold wind howled. The fire suddenly seemed to disappear in a cloud of smoke.

Time found itself again; the audience's chatter hummed through heavy silence, and the soft stroke of brush on porcelain seized.

“It's time,” the lovers whispered in unison.

And the broken one soon stood, the smile on his lips dripping with the prettiest stars. “Do keep your eyes on me, my dear.”

With a final caress to her portrait, he walked into the light.

In all those eyes the beloved man looked just the same, but his love knew otherwise; she could see revival glowing in his floral clothes and dollish face. After all, he had always been one to welcome pleasant change.

To watch him dance, forever. That was her promise. She would always gaze at him and muse.

Oh, how beautiful he was...dancing his sorrows away and singing aubades.

And to this day she dances along with him, an oath to be kept until they become swans gracefully swirling under the pale moon.

+note: this piece was written in celebration of the (first?) anniversary of Obey Me!; it spanned over numerous days, and if I remember correctly, the day on which I wrote this had an oriental/tradition-related theme, so Asmodeus in this story is an onnagata—an actor in Kabuki theatre.

+ MASTERLIST

©𝙤𝙘𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙜𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙨

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writeraven · 1 year ago

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THE HOWLING BARK — 02

CHAPTERS: [ 01 | 02 | 03 ]

TAGS: [ isorawrites. » Sora Holmes Case Files ]

LINKS: [ Tumblr » Story, Project | AO3 » Work, Series ]

SHIPS: Murderomantiques; Laniaitte & Emmanellain.

MUSES: Sora Holmes, Yiune Watson.

NPC: Laniaitte de Haillenarte, Emmanellain de Fortemps.

FFXIVWrite: 2023 — 02.

bark /bɑːk/ noun; archaic・literary a ship or boat.

With the formalities out of the way, Laniaitte ushered Sora and Yiune into a treetop house with a great view of the rolling clouds on the horizon, which also served as the command room for the Rose Knights. In the middle of the cozy interior was a large rectangular table covered with a map. Some charting equipment scattered across the surface with a handful of dried leaves, the latter which Laniaitte swept off to the ground with a graceful wave.

“I shall get straight to the point,” Laniaitte began, moving a chess piece to the only other aetheryte marked on the map. “Even without the threat of the primal Bismarck, we have been maintaining the peaceful relationship with the Vanu Vanu tribes in the Ok’ Zundu village. ’Tis an oath I swore to Ser Syndrei when he came and aided my brethren to end the thousand-year bloodbath—and one I will keep at all costs, with my pride as both a knight of Ishgard and a member of House Haillenarte. And that I did.”

Laniaitte then shifted the pawn towards a small floating island marked with a red scarf. “The Redbills, however, is another story. Though their contributions to stop the ancient voidsent Diabolos from destroying the world were no small feats, these pirates view modus operandi like a poison to the freedom of the clear skies they seek.”

“So they prefer to stay in the gray,” Sora murmured, nodding slowly as she listened to Laniaitte. “A color that’s neither black nor white, its shade changing freely along the spectrum as they see fit.”

Shadows stretched across the room as the sun began to set, the rays streaming through the windows and lighting up the world map with a fiery glow. “Your brother had assured me that the Redbills were no threat—and I am more than happy to keep the current status quo. Aside from coming down to our camp to purchase supplies from time to time, we do not meddle in each other’s affairs unless absolutely necessary.” Laniaitte moved the chessman to a white space marked with an X. “Until this.”

Crossing her arms before her, the lady commander gazed out of the window, the solemn expression on her refined face plain in the setting sun. “Umbral wind is a common occurrence here in the Abalathia’s Spine, but the weather has suddenly taken for the worse in recent times.”

“Something unnatural must have happened,” Sora reasoned, her eyes locked onto the spot marked on the map. “And you believe that the cause is located there?”

“It began when the Redbills came to us one day about a strange sighting,” Laniaitte turned to face the young envoy and replied. “At first, they thought that the Void Ark was reactivated by unknown forces and moved on its own. They flew to the site where the Mhach ships were originally located and found no signs of foul play. Then, the Vanu Vanu tribes from Ok’ Zundu came to us about the story of ‘Tirpitz,’ an entity they believed to be related to Bismarck.”

“And you think they might be connected in some ways?”

Sighing, Laniaitte picked up a spyglass and twirled it in her hands. “I admit that I was skeptical about tall tales—I told my men to stay vigilant, and they were to report to me immediately if they notice any anomalies. It was a moon later when we finally saw it.”

“I-It?” Emmanellain spluttered, accidentally spilling some tea down his front. He had been watching the lady captain silently with unfocused eyes the whole time, and Laniaitte had forgotten that he was even in the room. “What… did you see?”

“The Howling Bark.”

Laniaitte smirked at the fear on Emmanellain’s pale face. She then kicked open a chest and pulled out some fur coats. “It’s going to be a long night, so I suggest that you all should keep yourselves warm. An umbral snowstorm usually accompanies its appearance.”

Sora’s face wrinkled at the winter clothes that Yiune was helping her to put on. “Well, I guess we aren’t able to escape the Ishgardian cold, after all.”

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herrscherbled · 3 years ago

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#∴∵ ❁ ∴∵ 「 AN OATH TO WIND & MOON: MOONLIGHT’S ELEGANCE. 」 visage.#ELYSIA IN GENSHIN BE LIKE THIS #∴∵ ❁ ∴∵ 「 ANNOYING HERRSCHERS IS HER HIDDEN ULT. 」 crack.#∴∵ ❁ ∴∵ 「 AN ODE TO LOVE AND COMPASSION: TIME’S BALLAD. 」 musings.

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elysianpristinity · 2 years ago

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TAG DUMP PART 1

#ooc ❀⊰ {wandering dream} ♪#ic ❀⊰ {an ode to love and compassion} ♪#roleplay ❀⊰ {a saga of origins and endings} ♪#ask ❀⊰ {original pristinity} ♪#meme ❀⊰ {affectionate gale} ♪#crack ❀⊰ {maiden’s charm~} ♪#headcanon ❀⊰ {elysium eternal} ♪#drabble ❀⊰ {time’s ballad} ♪#gallery ❀⊰ {elysia’s allure} ♪#mun’s art ❀⊰ {a beautiful rose} ♪#commentary ❀⊰ {unstoppable yearning} ♪#musing ❀⊰ {truly elysia} ♪#aesthetic ❀⊰ {star’s radiance} ♪#psa ❀⊰ {sparkling hope} ♪#starter call ❀⊰ {the beginning of you and i} ♪#inbox call ❀⊰ {timeless evocation} ♪#open starter ❀⊰ {an arrow for flower and fowl} ♪#signal boost ❀⊰ {seedling’s vitality} ♪#misc ❀⊰ {crane’s dance} ♪#queue ❀⊰ {an oath to wind and moon} ♪

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elysialm · 7 months ago

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NEW TAGS. (SIMPLIFIED)

✾ ⤖ ooc. // arrow of novae.,

✾ ⤖ ic. // the beginning of you and i.,

✾ ⤖ mannerism. // crane's dance.,

✾ ⤖ aesthetics. // dawn's glory.,

✾ ⤖ musings. // an oath to wind & moon.,

✾ ⤖ headcanons. // an ode to love & compassion.,

✾ ⤖ edits. // blessed appearance.,

✾ ⤖ music. // moonlight's elegance.,

✾ ⤖ visage. // because of you.,

✾ ⤖ drabbles. // to the flawless.,

✾ ⤖ analysis. // elysian realm.,

✾ ⤖ skills. // seedling's vitality.,

✾ ⤖ inbox call. // an arrow for flower and fowl.,

✾ ⤖ starter call. // bestowed signets of ego.,

✾ ⤖ crack. // the last summer rhapsody.,

✾ ⤖ hsr. // aeon of origin and ego.,

✾ ⤖ genshin. // crystal wanderer.,

#✾ ⤖ ooc. // arrow of novae.#✾ ⤖ ic. // the beginning of you and i.#✾ ⤖ mannerism. // crane's dance.#✾ ⤖ aesthetics. // dawn's glory.#✾ ⤖ musings. // an oath to wind & moon.#✾ ⤖ headcanons. // an ode to love & compassion.#✾ ⤖ edits. // blessed appearance.#✾ ⤖ music. // moonlight's elegance.#✾ ⤖ visage. // because of you.#✾ ⤖ drabbles. // to the flawless.#✾ ⤖ analysis. // elysian realm.#✾ ⤖ skills. // seedling's vitality.#✾ ⤖ inbox call. // an arrow for flower and fowl.#✾ ⤖ starter call. // bestowed signets of ego.#✾ ⤖ crack. // the last summer rhapsody.#✾ ⤖ hsr. // aeon of origin and ego.#✾ ⤖ genshin. // crystal wanderer.

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lune-hime · 3 years ago

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Garden of Tulips (Levi/Reader) Chapter 10

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“What did it look like?”

“Hmm?” Levi looked up from his place next to your sleeping form. “The titan that tried to snack on my darling granddaughter.” “Ugly as fuck.” “Aren’t they all?”

Levi recounts memories of the reader and their shared life together while she recovers from a serious injury.

!!WARNINGS!! - Violence, gore, smut, wholesome content ;)

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Tulipa alba coreulea oculata ~ A modest tulip of pearl hue that awakens before its sisters in the early spring. When she blooms, the inky beauty of her indigo heart is revealed.

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Colors danced in soft swirls under your closed eyelids. They were so thickly painted that you felt as if one swipe of your hand would intertwine their chromatic trails and mix their hues. You recognized this work of art as your euphoria; the painting of which you dreamed of many moons ago.

The delicate hands of your little muse patted your cheeks in a gentle reminder that you were too close to the surface to drift back into darkness. Here you waited in this limbo with the young girl, watching as the colors spun faster against her obsidian locks. She was the culmination of everything you could have in the future where you recovered.

The colors gained ferocity as the natural lighting from the wide window above your bed assaulted your eyes. It was as if you were an infant gazing upon the unfamiliar world so intensely it was painful. The searing brightness crinkled your brow and pinched uncomfortably at the corners of your eyes.

Sharp pain bombarded you just as the light did. It’s ivory beams peeled the lengthened sleep from your body and left a dull aching in its wake. The discomfort that now hugged your form was worth it, though, for when your vision gradually sifted up from the murky depths of unconsciousness you wanted to cry on spot at the valkyrie before you.

He contrasted so vibrantly against the pearly essence of the wallpaper of your room that you weren’t sure if you were still actually dwelling in your painting. An overwhelming urge to mold into him wracked your sedentary muscles. You were agitated at your weakened body, irritated that it couldn’t give your mind what it desired. The magnetic sensation was so strong that, willing your mind could override your physical short circuitry, it would have ejected itself out of its damaged shell and crashed into his open chest.

“Lee-” You rasped. Your voice was an exclamation within but manifested into a barely audible moan.

The minute noise grasped his attention, though.

Your phantom limbs bounced with touch starved compulsion when his head whipped around. You finally laid actual eyes on your favorite features sculpted by the universe.

“Lee-vi.” You croaked. The excitement of saying his name sapped what little energy you had from you as you fell into the little girl’s awaiting palms once more.

You lingered momentarily on the rickety bridge between consciousness and nothingness, listening to his muffled frantic calls. A warm wind rocked the bridge as his hands against your cheeks hit you like a summer heat wave. His touch endowed you with newfound vigor and your eyes opened once again.

He hovered mere inches from your face. The skin you longed to embrace was carved with petal-soft streams of tears that pooled from his desperate eyes and traversed porcelain slopes to drip down his chin. Your eyes instantly brimmed with salty gratitude upon being able to swim in those stormy seas of silver.

“Levi…” You breathily whimpered, the corners of your mouth quivering upward as what felt like years of being trapped in a bottle. Ten minutes he had grappled for his name on your lips but to you, it had left like a passing fancy.

“It’s me. It’s me-Y/N, it’s me .” He reassured for both himself, and for you. His voice wobbled with the desperate tambour of a colt eager to stand on its own among spring grass. The sheer quaking of his form; from his deeply furrowed brow, to the tears that fell in divine pools, to the frantic hesitation of his touches was in a magnitude that you had never seen in him before.

“Levi.” You sighed again, a weak smile sluggishly tugging at the corners of your lips. Like a chick learning to chirp you repeated his name as a mantra.

And by Ymir every time you chirped he vibrated at a frequency you couldn’t outwardly match.

“I’m here, Y/N.” He cooed as his emptiness finally filled with the colors of your essence. He pressed your foreheads together and basked in the warmth of your skin. “And you’re finally here.”

The simple physical touch satisfied both of your needy minds; Levi to know you were awake and you to feel like you were present. He wanted to say more. Explode with everything he had seen and felt these past few days. To unload what felt like months of unshared memories in your absence. But he didn’t want to overwhelm you any more. So he settled on four words.

“I love you, Y/N.” He uttered. You could hear the incoming flow of tears diluting his tone. Those words had fallen from his lips countless times since your accident, both internally and externally, but now they actually fell upon you. And it felt like nothing else mattered. “I love you, I love you.”

“And I love you.” You cried, fingers ever so tiredly trailing up his arm to weakly touch the softness of his hair. The strands glided between your languid flutters. There you stayed basking in the feeling of home and letting the bulbs of your love bloom between you.

“Wh...where are we? It looks like…” You trailed off as your head lolled onto his shoulder. Your eyes trailed the room, from window to wall and bureau to bedside table.

“We’re at Oma’s.” Levi explained as he smoothed down some hairs tangled in your drool from the corner of your mouth.

“Oma…” Relief was evident in your exhale. There was no other place and no other sheets you would rather be cocooned in than your childhood room after the last image your eyes captured was that carrion swamp of toothy rocks.

“She’s here then?” You asked, blinking to make sure you were actually awake.

“She left a bit ago to run errands with Felicia-”

“Felicia…” Your lips wandered over their names as if you were recalling them from a story read long ago.

“Mhm. She and Oma have been taking care of you.” Levi checked your eyes for any signs of dilation and disorientation as you processed everything. Everything seemed fine until you groaned when a chord of pain shot up your taught muscles.

“My side hurts.” You complained as your body reflexively stretched.

“I know. Don’t try to move too quickly.” Levi instructed gently. He tried to reposition you into a less painful sitting position with as much sweetness as his voice.

“How bad is it?” You bared your teeth as he shifted you. Levi kept his face from cringing at the memory of Oma fabricating a new seam for your flesh. He played with your fingers to keep your attention on staying awake.

“Oma had to stitch almost your entire side. You...had lost a lot of blood already before I found you. But I was able to put enough pressure on it to keep you-” Levi swallowed and finished his sentence with a deep inhale.

The grotesque images of the incident were painted in thick brush strokes along the bow of your brain. To push them down you focused your gaze on Levi’s doting touches and the smoothness of his milky skin.

“Do you remember what happened?” He pressed, gentle and hesitant.

You hummed in affirmation. You were sure not even the void could remove the scars left upon you by death’s cradle; both physically and mentally.

“Connie and I were alone. We were clearing out the titans to the west when Reiner knocked the wind out of me and I fell right into the abnormal…” You felt Levi’s fingers twitch in aggravation. You were too exhausted now to feel that intense hatred that had been palm-up body slammed into you.

“It grazed my side with its teeth...but I managed to take it down.” You drew in a ragged breath, the pseudo-smell of carcasses overpowering the sweet smell of the tea still steeping in the kettle nearby.

“I...I felt like what being chewed alive is like, Levi.”

Your utter outpouring of torture and fearful tears had Levi’s heart shattering all over again as it had the moment he retrieved your limp body from that sticky pool of blood. He caged the animosity that steamed under his skin for Reiner’s negligence, for the titan’s bloodlust, and for the dangerous oath both of you had taken. He had more to be grateful for right now than angry over.

His thumbs pressed feather-light kisses to your water lines, drying the flooded areas. He brought his hands to your cheeks and leaned in close so you were forced to reside within the shining slate mines of his irises.

“You’re alright now. You’re here, I’m here. You made it out, sweetheart, and nothing will be able to bring you back to that moment.” Levi said with a firmness and sincerity that bathed you in immediate serenity.

Levi rarely used pet-names with you. His terms of endearment came in the form of actions and gestures rather than words. Only when he wanted to communicate something deeper, a feeling he would never come close to conveying with his vocabulary, did they break through the surface.

“I’m assuming I fucked him up since I’m still alive.” You tried to joke as dizziness further loosened its constricting grip on your head.

“From what I saw, you absolutely fucked him up.” Levi cracked a smile when you wheezed out a laugh.

“Did Eren-?” You began. Your blackout had left you with many unanswered questions.

“I don’t know. By the time I had seen your flare they had already disappeared.” He answered.

“Don’t even.” He added. He sifted through your disorientation and hurt to find the fledgling tendrils of guilt creeping up your brow.

“None of us expected that attack. We all did what we could and no one can fault us for that.”

You chewed the inner corner of your lip and let his words sink in.

“You fought so well. You protected Connie and killed that abnormal who most likely would have gone on to kill someone else. I’m proud of you.”

Your bottom lip quivered under his earnest praise.

You strained towards him and Levi realized you were attempting to give him a kiss. He hesitated momentarily, afraid of embracing you in a sore spot or accidentally pressing you backwards at an awkward angle. With a delicate crane of his neck he met you more than halfway. His lips fell upon yours with the tenderness of a newborn fawn’s footsteps but the ferocity of lovers parted by a great ocean.

He drew back to see a pout where his lips had just resided.

“What is it?”

“I really have to pee.” You stated.

Levi’s rocking waves of baritone laughter and his steady arms lifted you from your bed.

“I want to try walking.” You proclaimed with determination, gaze focused straight ahead on the ensuite bathroom.

Levi was impressed with how well you tottered across the room, with his structural support of course. He would wince every time you did but you didn’t let the fire in your side impede your locomotion.

“Do you need me to stay?” He asked in genuine concern. He watched you skeptically as you wobbled above the toilet.

“You pervert.” You huffed, grimacing at the tightness in your thighs as you crouched down. “But yes please.”

Once business had been taken care of and you had assured him you felt coordinated enough to slowly walk back to bed yourself, Levi had gone to clean up his fallen tea cup. He had just finished dabbing the bedside rug with a rag when your sniffle dragged him to his feet.

The fabric of your nightgown, despite being silken to the touch, had snagged the rough skin of your stitches like sharp brambles as you bunched it up to your breasts. With your torso fully exposed to your morbidly curious gaze, you had never been more disgusted with yourself.

Your body resembled the two sides of a coin in how starkly different they looked. Supple curves flowed beautifully into strong and nimble legs. Across the way, a crescent moon of scissored flesh dug its hooks into your once smooth skin. Lightning bolts of broken blood vessels and bruising held your thigh to your hips like a haphazardly made corn doll.

“I’ve never looked so weak.” Your disbelief manifested itself in a dark chuckle. The image of your battered body had left you in shock at your forced metamorphosis. Your fingertips barely tapped at your stitches as if they were repulsed to be in the vicinity of your wound.

You couldn’t tear your eyes away from your tears until Levi’s body carefully wrapped around yours from behind. He didn’t dare touch your scarring, but he did intertwine your hands with his and placed his head on your shoulder.

“I don’t think you’ve ever looked so strong.” He whispered with an airy kiss to your neck. You looked up to meet his eyes in the mirror and your chest clenched at his unfiltered adoration.

“You will heal. And to speed that up you need to not push yourself.” Levi gently ushered you away from the mirror and turned you back towards the bed.

As you walked, your gaze fell to the open bedroom door. Your eyes began to water once again, pooling at your bottom lids like the body of water you now cried for. Levi anxiously regarded you and your newest bout of tears.

“Levi...is Puddle?” You coughed. A heavy rock of dread plummeted into your stomach. You couldn’t recall the last time you had seen your other beloved boy. Levi grinned fondly.

“He’s fine. He’s out in the pasture.” He assured you. He felt the breath you had been holding release against his side and you continued your journey back to bed.

Once you had practically deflated back into the blankets, it dawned on Levi that you would need sustenance.

“Are you hungry? Thirsty? Lightheaded?” He mused like a mother hen.

“All of the above but I don’t think I can stomach anything right now.”

“I’ll just get water, then.” He decided and dipped out of the room. The steady tick-tock of the carved clock and the twittering of the birds above you almost lulled you to sleep when Levi re-emerged.

The water was unpleasant; too cool against the dryness of your throat. As you forced yourself to gulp it down, you registered Levi’s outfit. The realization made you lightly gasp.

“What’s wrong?” Levi bristled, fearing one of your organs decided to pop.

“Those clothes…” You whispered as you licked the final droplets of water from your lips.

Shit, were you upset he had borrowed them? Maybe he was encroaching on something precious.

“Y/N I didn’t-”

You shook your head and smiled sweetly.

“They look good on you.” You giggled at the blush that rose on his pale cheeks.

“The pants are a little too long though...shorty.” You winked weakly. Levi was relieved that you felt alright enough to tease him. It was a more than welcome nuisance.

“Not my fault everyone in your family besides Oma seem to be giants.” He countered as he sat down on the empty side of the bed.

“Oh Ymir, I’ve been out for...how long have I been unconscious?”

“Two and a half days.”

“ Shit , that means you’ve been all alone with Oma.” You whined. “I take full responsibility for anything she’s done or said.”

Levi shut you up with another kiss the consistency of butterfly wings. He pulled back and your heart fluttered at the light in his features.

“We get along pretty well.”

“She hasn’t scarred you yet? That’s a first.”

“I didn’t say that.” He replied with impish jest.

“We...understand one another.” Levi stated simply. You beamed at his comment and gave him a once over, noting his seemingly pristine physical condition.

“You’re doing okay? You look fine.”

“My shoulder is bruised and I feel stiff but that’s it.” He reassured with a spirited flex of his shoulder blades.

Your mouth hung open in incoming speech when a crashing at the base of the stairs followed by two sets of groans interrupted you.

“Dammit Felicia just-place them at the bottom of the stairs. No! See I knew this was going to happen, your arms are the consistency of chicken legs. You could have easily made a second trip from the carriage.” Oma scolded her with fiery disappointment obvious in her tone.

You and Levi exchanged amused glances at the antics below the stairs.

“Levi, are you up here?” Oma called as she ascended to the second floor. You bit your lips in anticipation of your reunion with your grandmother.

“I’m in here.” Levi replied with a squeeze of your hand.

“That foolish girl has just spilled half of her suitcase onto the floor.” The old woman complained as she approached your bedroom. A pair of crutches under one arm and a fresh package of bandages entered your room just before she did.

“I mean, really, she has to be aware that she has the strength of a bumbleb-”

“Hi Oma.” You hiccuped. Your cheerful greeting faded into a whimper at the sight of her. She looked as lively and as lovely as you had last seen her. The crutches fell to the floor with a sharp clatter and she turned to you with wide eyes.

“ Oh , my darling.” She croaked, gliding to your side and smothering you with careful kisses on every corner of your face. Levi pulled away to let the weeping woman embrace her kin. You buried your head into her shoulder and sighed into her familiar cradle.

The beautiful, joyously tearful reunion drove that stake of peculiar familial warmth deeper into Levi’s chest as he silently watched on as Oma and you began to catch up.

“Y/N!” Felicia screamed. She stood at the foot of the bed utterly petrified with relieved shock.

“Hi Felicia.” A grin parted the wetness on your face. She was quick to take you into her arms as well, and held you there as she rambled on about how ecstatic she was that you were awake.

“Thank you for taking care of me.” You said as she pulled away. Your eyes crinkled and her’s mirrored yours.

“All of you.” You added, looking to every one of your earthly angels around you. “What time is it?”

“Half past three.” Oma said, squinting at the clock.

“Aw, I missed my morning coffee.”

The once fragile room was filled with hearty laughter and smiles for the rest of that afternoon.

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After spending the next few hours lazing with second swigs of tea and half eaten dinner plates, Levi gave your interlocked palms a squeeze. He broke away and padded out of the room to give you and Oma much needed alone time. The clanking of porcelain against the sink drew his attention to the kitchen archway and he paused momentarily along his descent.

“It sounds like an earthquake is breaking all of your dishes.” Levi commented dryly. Felicia yelped in surprise, generating even more clanking.

“Eek, I apologize if my cleaning has been bothering you! Oh walls, has it been loud enough to disturb Y/N??” She buzzed in anxiety. Levi threw her a half smile.

“I was joking. Clearly you didn’t take it that way...do you need help?” He said and leaned in the archway to the kitchen.

“O-oh...ahahah.” She sputtered and offered a wiggly, but calmer, grin back. “No, I’m all good here despite the noise. So no need to trouble yourself! Although I know you do love cleaning…”

Levi deadpanned into a single nod and continued out to the front porch. Two rocking chairs perched themselves along the ornate railing as they relished in the feature film that was the evening tulips. The fields were dulled by the blue haze of the encroaching moonlight.

He plopped down into the aged wood and took in his new favorite smell; country air. He had absolutely no idea what he had been missing with the must and dust of the underground and the metallic smell of blood against pine needles outside the walls.

He let time take the backseat to his rocking as he mildly entertained himself by finding shapes in the swaying flowers. His hand absentmindedly fiddled with the contents of his pocket. He sighed contently and brought them out of their cotton resting place and into the open. The two little bands of gold were illuminated against the pale floral sea.

A snort jolted the rings back into his pocket and whipped his head to the source. His body stiffened like an agitated teenager harboring stolen alcohol. Oma had appeared with a pony, a creature of small mousey brown and stout stature. It bore a harness with large wicker baskets hanging from either side of its chubby shoulders.

“Wanna help a brittle old woman with some last minute harvesting? I’m extremely behind on today’s work for obvious reasons." Oma invited with spice in her tone. If she had seen the jewelry, she was very convincing at hiding otherwise. Levi indulged in the rocking chair, creaking back and forth a couple times, before heaving himself up silently.

“It will do you good to get those muscles moving.” She said, patting his good shoulder as he neared. Once he was standing next to her she gripped his collar and yanked it downward. Levi faltered at the unexpected grapple and stumbled backwards. She peeped under the cloth, admiring the progress of her handiwork.

“Looks good still.” She affirmed, playfully snapping the band back and she waltzed into the field. “Damn I’m one hell of a seamstress.”

Levi followed the pony’s hoofprints down the main lane until the house was barely in view. They arrived at a patch of tulips the color of midday sunshine and lemon drop candy.

“Alright, look here boy.” She rubbed her hands together in anticipation. Levi regarded her as she kneeled down in front of her chosen flowers, one of the wicker baskets loyally resting at her side.

“It’s not as simple as pulling the damned thing up, you might tear the bulb out that way. If you do that you owe me whatever I would have earned from the re-cultivation of that tulip.” She sternly explained, sending him daggers in her eyes he had come to recognize held no malice.

Levi watched carefully as she dug out around the base of the stem, twisted gently with a firm grasp, and lifted, effortlessly releasing the flower from its anchor. He kneeled down in his picking area and mimicked her movements. After a couple broken stems and constructive criticism they had fallen into a steady rhythm.

“So...do you want to show me what’s jangling around in your pocket?” Oma inquired with a sly innocence. Levi eyed her with his grasp mid stem. Her features were smug with knowledge.

“You want to see what is inside my pocket?” Levi quipped back as he yanked the flower from its birthplace.

“Uh-huh.”

“Like...lint?” Levi returned matter-of-factly. He was grateful straight facing was his most coveted skill in interrogations such as these.

Oma cackled and blew the excess dirt from her fingertips.

“I saw the rings, Levi. No use playing dumb with me.” She stopped her harvest and gauged him for a reaction.

Levi cleared his throat and continued working.

“How do you know I wasn’t keeping them safe for Erwin’s wedding to his eyebrows?” Levi replied with an even tone. He cringed at his bullshit.

“Now that’s a wedding I’d like to be invited to.” Oma laughed, and Levi couldn’t help but grin at his absolute shitty cover up.

“It doesn’t- didn’t - really matter that much to me. Getting married.” He began as his hand hovered over the wind kissed petals of his next flower. It took a couple of soft sways for him to decide how to articulate his feelings.

“Why should I let a piece of paper, a circlet of metal, and some holy man manifest a promise that I’ve already committed to her myself?”

Oma hummed along in acknowledgment.

“But...realizing how much marriage meant to her made me place my opinions aside and realize I was being selfish in my reservations.”

A grasshopper popped in and out of the columns of stems.

“She’s never made a big deal out of it, but I’m not blind. I see the way she fawns over wedding dresses and how her eyes light up when she sees families on the street.”

His tone grew somber as thoughts of doubt flooded his mind. When the thought of becoming a husband and even a father crossed his mind he shoved them immediately into the darkest corners of his subconscious. But despite those intimate fears, he would never doubt he wanted to make you happy for the rest of his days.

“I want to give Y/N something that she can cherish for a long time in a world where everything we have seems so temporary. And standing through a ceremony celebrating our commitment...I guess isn’t the worst thing I could think of.”

With a slow exhale, he removed the rings from his pocket and held them up. Oma noted he regarded them with the same tenderness he reserved for you. His self awareness and lack of confidence intertwined with the utter devotion she could see he had for you brewed a hearth in her chest.

“Well, congratulations. They’re lovely. She’s going to absolutely love them.” Pure fondness spread through every crevasse in Oma’s face and overwhelmed Levi with domesticity. He averted her gaze and repocketed his trinkets. He grunted awkwardly with a nod.

“Thank you.” She said and began working again.

“For what?” Levi’s brow furrowed as he too resumed.

“For loving her, and receiving her love in return. It sounds like a lot of fairy-tale bullshit and troll scrotums, but love is quite the powerful ally.”

He rose his head to a crinkled smile and he nodded with a half moon of his own on his lips. His smile, however, did not betray the bleakness in his features.

A comfortable silence fell over the two of them as they continued to pluck the beauties from their earthy homes. They eavesdropped on the occasional yowl from a fox and the croaking of toads.

“Do you know what makes a good, sturdy, lively tulip, shorty?” Oma asked as she strong-armed one from the ground. She examined the flower with eyes that Levi’s own vision would never be able to duplicate.

“Water.” He guessed offhandedly, flicking a worm off of the roots of his own flower.

The older woman scoffed at the blandness of his answer.

“If that’s all it took, I’d be richer and my lower back wouldn’t ache like a bitch.” She cackled. “You’ve got the basic idea. But you haven’t even scratched the most important bits.”

Levi’s verbal silence pressed her to continue as he scooted over to the next patch nearest to him.

“First you need rich soil. If you live where that soil is contaminated-ya know too much clay, too little nutrients. Then you need to physically make the soil capable of growing life.” She began with a bulky wheeze as she lifted her basket to reposition herself over her floral children.

“Here, thankfully the soil is loose, airy, and just a bit sandy. But that wasn’t the case at our old place. A downright hard job it was to get those little bastards to grow. But we did.”

“Once you’ve got your soil sorted out, you need the bulbs. Some of the bulbs won’t make it. That’s just how it is. But the ones that do poke their little heads above the ground and leave their dark incubations.”

“Then comes the water.” She looked at him pointedly and he rolled his eyes. “It’s the one constant thing in a tulip’s life that nurtures it into maturity.”

“How versed are you in tulip anatomy?” Oma asked as she held her latest victim up. Levi blinked at her.

“Expertly.”

His sass made her smirk.

“Well, then you’ll know that petals-arguably the most cherished and viewed piece-are a part of the tulip. So is the stamen, pistil, and pedicel.” She lectured while supporting her points with gestures to the places on the plant she was talking about.

“While they are all interconnected with the flower, they aren’t the whole tulip.” She stated. She threw the saffron colored flower in an underhand swoop to Levi who caught it effortlessly. He twirled the soft skin of the largest petals between his thumb and index finger as she talked before tossing it into his own basket.

“There’s a lot nature can teach us about ourselves. I mean we’re all natural beings, even the titans.” She said with pursed lips and swiftly grabbed at the pony’s halter when she saw him mouthing for the buffet in her basket.

“That’s why I’ve stuck with this job for so long. By looking at them, they remind me that my oddities, mistakes, and what-have-you, may linger with me and be a part of me...but they aren’t all of me. There’s still a bulb down there under the earth waiting to re-blossom.”

Levi now understood the depth of her analogy. Normally, if someone was beating around the bush to tell him he needs to cheer up he would have either slammed the door in their face, or their face into the door. But this didn’t feel like that. Her words seeped into his heart and rested there in what he could only begin to grasp as...parental warmth.

“That’s what you need to do to help yourself, I’ve learned. To cultivate learning to live with yourself and then in turn others.” She sighed as she pressed the disturbed soil back into place.

When Levi looked down, his hands were suddenly so small and so caked in dirt. But not dirt from the fields. No, it was an oily, slick dirt that tasted like oxidized metal when he ate stale bread from them.

“Tulips don’t live forever even though they blossom every year. Life could not exist without death, and it only hurts yourself to deny mortality in you and in others. It only makes you suffer, not the loved ones that have passed before you or the ones that slipped through your fingers.”

He was shaking like he used to when his malnourished body constantly teetered on the edge of starvation. His bony wrists buckled under the immense weight of the flower and it tumbled to the ground in front of him. He wore a once expensive sleeping gown gifted to his mother by one of her regulars. It was clearly for her, but she had given it to her poor son to provide him with that extra warmth when she was too sick to wrap him in her love herself. It was tattered and stained from years of wear. But it still smelled of her.

“Everyone and everything in this world of ours must die. Life is a precious gift with that knowledge. And a gift so precious can’t be wasted on beating yourself down for existing, for living . Self proclaimed demons and mistakes in all.”

Levi felt the childish pressure of tears building behind his eyes. He wished to choke out a whine, to let them burst out, to feel the safety of his mother’s chest against his wet cheeks instead of her lifeless embrace. He felt the tantrum of frustration at all of this emotion he kept so expertly under lock and key. His bare toes sank into the flowers behind him as he knelt on the soil just as he did the cramped trailer where he resided when his mother worked in their room.

He finally felt like a child in the presence of a mother’s comfort. Oma’s consolation brought back that gangly, mute, shelled boy. The boy who had to grow up into a man overnight, surrounded by reflections in knives and last words as screams. The boy who never had the chance to cry it out about foolish things like his mother not being able to take him on a walk through the city, like his bloated belly eating itself instead of dinner, like never being able to see the sun. The boy who was always the pillar for others and never had a guardian to stroke his head and tell him that better days are coming.

“I’m rambling like this because I see the intense self loathing in you that I used to feel for myself-” She half chuckled to make light of her weighted words. The dry laugh faded into the air with the rest of her sentence when she gazed upon him. Her smile dropped as bubbling tears cascaded over his dark bottom lashes.

“Oh, my dear.” Oma gasped out a breathy coo. She instantly dropped her basket, not caring if her naughty pony ate some of her crop. She flew to him; her knees before his and her hand pressing his head to her shoulder. Her other arm rubbed ginger ovals into his back that urged him to crumple into her strong embrace.

For a moment, he wondered if this is what his mother would have felt like if she hadn’t been so frail. He could only guess that this is the feeling he had missed. The childhood was never nurtured into him. The childhood he had forsaken for survival. And in a twisted way, he was now more than ever thankful for the horrors of his youth as he nestled into Oma’s loving arms. Because he was beginning to understand that his own life was precious. Not just yours or Oma’s or Felicia’s or Erwin’s or Petra’s or everyone he fought for.

She was right, and Levi was too prideful to tell her how grateful he was for her in this moment.

“I.” He fought to swallow his shame in his childish behavior, but the soft strokes of her fingers through his hair and the solace in his chest at her gentle rocking plunged it down his esophagus.

“I needed to hear that.” His voice quivered into the puffy fabric of her shoulder.

"We all do." Oma hummed and continued her ministrations, allowing him to tearfully bleed a lifetime of juvenile sorrows onto her and out of him.

Maybe he did need to let his withered leaves and wilted colors fall from his body, leaving him with just his skeleton and his heart.

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The creaking of the wood under his boots was the only sound in the dim darkness of the newborn night as he made his way upstairs. He paused at your door, glancing in to see you tucked back under the sheets. A half smile carried him back to his temporary chambers to wash up. He managed to fully wash the silt from under his fingernails and his knuckles while still keeping Oma's comfort there.

When he deemed himself fully cleansed, he slunk through the crack in your doorway without causing the hinges on the old wood to groan. He deftly sat in the chair still positioned next to your form. His eyes softened at the slight twitch of your nose and your steady breaths.

Just as he began admiring the warm glow of life rising back up into your skin, your eyelashes fluttered in greeting.

“Did I wake you?” He whispered, his voice devoid of anything but airy tenderness.

You shook your head, the plushness of your pillow swallowing your face then regurgitating it up.

“No, I was just resting my eyes.” You blatantly lied through a smile that was blinding in comparison to the muted candle light.

“I’ve slept too much these past few days. I don’t want to right now…” You began with the saddest attempt at a pout Levi had ever witnessed. Just speaking that sentence already almost sent you into another deep slumber.

“Then just keep resting your eyes then, instead of sleeping.” Levi whispered as you trailed off in obvious exhaustion. He pressed his hand to your forehead, blissfully cool from the tap water, and moved your hair away. In its place, his lips placed the sweet hum of affectionate proximity on your skin.

You registered the chair rubbing against the floorboards through the incoming sleep.

“Will you stay, Levi?” You asked, doe eyes blinking up through the gray.

You didn’t even have to ask him.

“I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.”

You felt the bed dip to your left. He settled in beside you on his side, his arm a firm resting place for his head as he gazed upon you through the night veil. He didn’t draw you to him as he usually would. It would scar him if he selfishly undid the hard work of Oma and Felicia. For now, just basking in the aura of your wellbeing was enough of a security blanket. You weakly shifted so your head was perched in his direction.

The two of you laid in silent fear of sleep. You didn’t want your beautiful little angel to carry you back into the void. Levi didn’t want his demons to vouch all of this as a practical joke and take you from him when he rose the next morning.

“Levi.”

“Hmm?”

“You called her Oma.” You mumbled, finally relenting into the arms of rest.

“I did.”

#Levi fanfiction #Levi Heichou #levi x reader #levi fluff #LEVI ACKERMAN #AoT #aot fluff #aot x reader #snk x reader #snk #attack on titan #attack on titan fanfiction #shingeki no kyojin #shingeki no kyoujin fanfiction #anime fanfiction #Jean Kirschstein #bisexual jean #hange zoe #levi ackerman x reader

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gwynbleiddyn · 2 years ago

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MIOOOOO: Let’s see Hierophant, Hanged Man, Devil, and since what you talked about earlier, Moon?

For Kve let’s have Justice and World!

fuck yeah let's deep dive

maahes

05. the hierophant : what are your muse’s morals / ethics ? do they follow their moral code strictly ?

he's classed as a true neutral alignment, on a technical level, and that's probably pretty accurate -- i think his moral code is largely driven by what he perceives to be pelor's guidance, understandably due to his oath, with a generous sprinkling of sehanine's wisdom. in faelethris, they are both largely neutral entities (iirc, subject to DM correction if i'm off kilter) whose domains don't adhere to any kind of morality in the traditional sense. you probably wouldn't win mio over by playing to any guilt derived from his apathy, in the same way that you wouldn't really gain anything from making him feel like a bastion of moral principle. he truly doesn't care; pelor's goals and his own goals always outrank other people's.

also, i've spoken about it before, but there's a lot of imagery around the sun in mio's life and it's intentional for several reasons, but specifically one of those reasons is that the sun itself is a neutral body. it's just a star. it has no bearing on what it's doing to our world, but our world thrives on it as much as it has to survive under it. that's kind of the position of the king in akhenaton, in a sense.

tl;dr he's not all bad, but he's really not all good either.

12. the hanged man : how open is your muse to new opportunities ? do they constantly look for them or do they simply take whatever comes their way ?

mio enjoys making connections that could lead to opportunities. there's a reason he defaults to charm and platitudes with most new people, and it's because he never wants to close the door on a potential ally that could owe him a favour. it's a habit he learned from his upbringing for sure, following his father in matters of court and council only opened his eyes to the opportunities that could come his way if he just made the right impression.

i don't think i could say he actively seeks them out, but if he gets wind of connections or alliances that could prove beneficial, he will try to pursue them. i think it's probably a part of his newfound friendship with zin, in all honesty -- which i love. he does genuinely enjoy their company, i have to say, but i think seeing the feywild and seeing zin's real influence definitely had a factor in that shift for mio.

15. the devil : is your muse addicted to any substances ? is there anything that could possibly make them quit ?

money??? fame???? adoration????? he would never give that up actually im sorry

i do have an idea what would be a worst-case ever scenario for mio that would absolutely derail him and send him into a spiral of insane transformation where he abandons these things but i don't want to accidentally manifest it so it's staying in my head

18. the moon : what does your muse long for ? is it a realistic desire ?

THIS IS COMPLEX.

i think more and more he's seeing himself as a suitable replacement for khenum on the throne, but he's definitely viewing it in a way that's like "i'm saving him by taking his place which i was meant to do, and he can live whatever life he wants" which, yk, in itself is not a terrible concept but i do not for one second believe akhen's troubles are going to be resolved so simply, let alone khenum's.

in any case he wants to go home, and he wants 'home' to be what he remembers it being. how realistic is that? i have no idea, but mio would do anything to get it to that point. he's thinking of a future for the first time in a long time, one that extends beyond 'go home' -- it's about what he'll do there, how he'll fit in, and the duty of blood that comes with his lineage.

kveða

11. justice : does your muse find it easy to be impartial in emotional situations ?

he's pretty fuelled by emotion - we joke that he should be a barbarian because nearly all of his emotions inevitably get funnelled into rage which he takes out in pitfights, bloodbaths, and various other morbid means of therapy. so he definitely finds it hard to be impartial and it's very much why he does not do the talking in the group unless it's specifically to bite somebody's head off for looking at his friend the wrong way.

21. the world : is there one thing in life that your muse must accomplish ? what will they do when they complete that goal ?

not a mcfucking clue my dude he's an aimless ball of buried emotions with 398475349 axes at his disposal and the one thing keeping him going is the notion that there will be an end to it all and it will be glorious

#these WENT OFF thank you morg #c: maahes basekh #c: kveða hrafnhar #dnd: talisman

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arscriptura · 3 years ago

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The Lotos-Eaters

There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-dews on still waters between walls Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass; Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes; Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies. Here are cool mosses deep, And through the moss the ivies creep, And in the stream the long-leaved flowers weep, And from the craggy ledge the poppy hangs in sleep.

Why are we weighed upon with heaviness, And utterly consumed with sharp distress, While all things else have rest from weariness? All things have rest: why should we toil alone, We only toil, who are the first of things, And make perpetual moan, Still from one sorrow to another thrown: Nor ever fold our wings, And cease from wanderings, Nor steep our brows in slumber’s holy balm; Nor harken what the inner spirit sings, ‘There is no joy but calm!’ Why should we only toil, the roof and crown of things?

Lo! in the middle of the wood, The folded leaf is wooed from out the bud With winds upon the branch, and there Grows green and broad, and takes no care, Sun-steeped at noon, and in the moon Nightly dew-fed; and turning yellow Falls, and floats adown the air. Lo! sweetened with the summer light, The full-juiced apple, waxing over-mellow, Drops in a silent autumn night. All its allotted length of days, The flower ripens in its place, Ripens and fades, and falls, and hath no toil, Fast-rooted in the fruitful soil.

Hateful is the dark-blue sky, Vaulted o’er the dark-blue sea. Death is the end of life; ah, why Should life all labour be? Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast, And in a little while our lips are dumb, Let us alone. What is it that will last? All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful Past. Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war with evil? Is there any peace In ever climbing up the climbing wave? All things have rest, and ripen toward the grave In silence; ripen, fall and cease: Give us long rest or death, dark death, or dreamful ease.

How sweet it were, hearing the downward stream, With half-shut eyes ever to seem Falling asleep in a half-dream! To dream and dream, like yonder amber light, Which will not leave the myrrh-bush on the height; To hear each other’s whispered speech; Eating the Lotos day by day, To watch the crisping ripples on the beach, And tender curving lines of creamy spray; To lend our hearts and spirits wholly To the influence of mild-minded melancholy; To muse and brood and live again in memory, With those old faces of our infancy Heaped over with a mound of grass, Two handfuls of white dust, shut in an urn of brass!

Dear is the memory of our wedded lives, And dear the last embraces of our wives And their warm tears: but all hath suffered change: For surely now our household hearths are cold: Our sons inherit us: our looks are strange: And we should come like ghosts to trouble joy. Or else the island princes over-bold Have eat our substance, and the minstrel sings Before them of the ten years’ war in Troy, And our great deeds, as half-forgotten things. Is there confusion in the little isle? Let what is broken so remain. The Gods are hard to reconcile: ’Tis hard to settle order once again. There is confusion worse then death, Trouble on trouble, pain on pain, Long labour unto agèd breath, Sore task to hearts worn out by many wars And eyes grown dim with gazing on the pilot-stars.

But, propt on beds of amaranth and moly, How sweet (while warm airs lull us, blowing lowly) With half-dropt eyelid still, Beneath a heaven dark and holy, To watch the long bright river drawing slowly His waters from the purple hill— To hear the dewy echoes calling From cave to cave through the thick-twinèd vine— To watch the emerald-coloured water falling Through many a woven acanthus-wreath divine! Only to hear and see the far-off sparkling brine, Only to hear were sweet, stretched out beneath the pine.

The Lotos blooms below the barren peak: The Lotos blows by every winding creek: All day the wind breathes low with mellower tone: Through every hollow cave and alley lone Round and round the spicy downs the yellow Lotos-dust blown. We have had enough of action, and of motion we, Rolled to starboard, rolled to larboard, when the surge was seething free, Where the wallowing monster spouted his foam-fountains in the sea. Let us swear an oath, and keep it with an equal mind, In the hollow Lotos-land to live and lie reclined On the hills like Gods together, careless of mankind. For they lie beside their nectar, and the bolts are hurled Far below them in the valleys, and the clouds are lightly curled Round their golden houses, girdled with the gleaming world: Where they smile in secret, looking over wasted lands, Blight and famine, plague and earthquake, roaring deeps and fiery sands, Clanging fights, and flaming towns, and sinking ships, and praying hands. But they smile, they find a music centred in a doleful song Steaming up, a lamentation and an ancient tale of wrong, Like a tale of little meaning though the words are strong: Chanted from an ill-used race of men that cleave the soil, Sow the seed, and reap the harvest with enduring toil, Storing yearly little dues of wheat, and wine and oil; Till they perish and they suffer—some, ’tis whispered—down in hell Suffer endless anguish, others in Elysian valleys dwell, Resting weary limbs at last on beds of asphodel. Surely, surely, slumber is more sweet than toil, the shore Than labour in the deep mid-ocean, wind and wave and oar; Oh rest ye, brother mariners, we will not wander more.

Lord Alfred Tennyson

#tennyson #poetry #the music of this has always been in my head #it was one of my first favorite poems but I never put it on here #thank you breaking dawn for introducing this to me 😂

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studiorat · 3 years ago

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'Day Arising' for the ask.

Day Arising is an interesting piece for me, further developing a recurring (original) supporting character who first appeared in East Wind in the Sins/Mercy series which many of my longtime readers have expressed fondness for, as well as a curiosity how she became the person we see later in the timeline in the other stories. Originally intended as a minor detail, l'vaisa Nialet avadha Davayu of Agamedua of the Golden Highlands has revealed more of her story to me as I have worked on other tales, and the muse has decided that is now important to tell in turn.

Through her eyes we see a different view of Gerudo society, the ongoing war with Hyrule, the rise of Nabooru, and of the infamous Great Ganondorf, and perhaps a few other things of interest along the way. Her relationship to her king is complicated, and her story is assuredly for grownups - her swearing habits are only the beginning.

Below, enjoy a little snippet from a forthcoming chapter.

Ganondorf pointedly ignores her study, golden lamplight limning his profile in the dim room as he tips another measure of spirits on his tongue. A temple statue shifts her expression more than he does. He combs his hair into order. He straightens his kurta and fusses with his topaz-and-gold-studded black gloves. Only when the glass is empty and he’s refilling it again does he speak. “Well?”

Nialet grinds her anger between her teeth. She has danced on the edge of treason for years, but this time it is not a slip of her sharp tongue cutting her throat. This time she has worn deep grooves in the garden paths, and she has rolled her mind over the words as a child runs their thumb over a soothingstone. He must know her fury, but while she has remained silent he has chosen not to See it. There will be no unweaving her trespass this time, and even Din’s mercy cannot preserve her from the Traitor’s Scourge if he should choose to See that she betrays her young king in a spirit of meditative Reason, rather than a heedless Passion.

Ganondorf does not turn. He stirs King’s Honey into the Tears and muddled herbs with a measured and regular knotted loop, clink-tink, clink-tink, over and over. “What. Are. You. Here for.”

“You tell me,” she snaps.

He turns his head only enough to glare down at her, his uncanny roc’s gold eyes bright as sunlight trapped in topaz. “In this place, you belong to me more completely than any tradition or oath binds anyone or anything else. My Will is your Law in every possible way - defy me further at your peril loattah vaisa.”

Nialet runs her tongue over her teeth, but it does not scrape the bitterness away. “The Sun’s Ray has not informed his servants how much longer he will stay.”

“Morning,” he says, lifting his glass.

“Are you taking Varesh?”

“Not your concern,” he says, though he rolls his lower lip under his teeth to bring every drop of the powerful spirits to his tongue.

“As l’vaisa in charge here, I think it is.”

He shrugs, raising his glass again. “Maybe. Her petition remains open, and it could be amusing to have a songbird at hand during the next push.”

“And how long has our poor sister been a Sparrow?” The foul corruption of the word turns her stomach and cuts her tongue.

“Hn,” he says, his lip curling in perfect contempt as he toys with the cut-crystal glass, swirling the spirits and herbs into a sluggish tempest. “I see you take an active interest in her fate.”

“She is assigned to my sector and therefore she is my direct concern in every possible way,” Nialet snaps in return. “My king has lately praised the stewards who consider every thread of the sands in their weaving - am I to understand His Will has changed?”

Ganondorf shrugs, but only a very little, saying nothing. The Topaz in his rings and on his gloves glimmers as his fingers move just enough to maintain the little tempest in his glass.

Nialet glares in silence.

He watches her, and a cat would reveal more than his sharp features do.

She grinds her teeth. “Are not the doors closed, O my King?”

“Hn,” he says with another minuscule shrug, gesturing toward the panel doors.

Nialet measures precisely two paces, though she would dearly like to make it four and slap him. “Are they not closed enough, O my King?”

“Hn,” he says with a snort, lifting his glass for so small a sip it barely wets his lips. “Why do you dare interrupt me at this hour? Absolute truth.”

The confirmation of the ward pours naphtha on her temper. She considers herself lucky the only thing she manages to voice is: “I saw the marks on Varesh.”

“She’s just a kharish, what do you care if she bakes confections for my stewards here, or the officers of the First Legion, or the Golden Fortress, or no one at all?”

“She is a master of her craft and a bright spirit, and I have caught her weeping thrice because of you,” she snaps.

He snorts, lifting his glass for a deeper pull. He licks his lips meditatively, as if for once he weighs his words in the moment and not long before. “Like many of the moon-hearted she is sentimental and given to romantic fancies. Pay it no attention.”

Nialet considers that with his height, perhaps it would be more efficient - and perhaps even more satisfying - to use the vulnerabilities inherent to the tight arming suit against him. Even if there are steel rings under the quilted wool, even if the strike is a little muted, she has humbled brash warriors before. This one is no different except that he can take her Name as well as kill her should she miss. “You treat all your Sparrows so?

“When the occasion calls for it,” he rumbles with a casual indifference and a vague gesture with his glass that is just a little too perfectly studied, a little too smooth. “Not that it’s your fucking business. I am-”

“King, Yes. We know. No one is like to ever forget your Name, but-”

“The petitions I do and do not choose to accept are not your concern,” he cuts in, ice in every syllable.

Nialet lifts her chin. She will not go to the Ancestors a coward. “My king is.”

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Untitled (“And knew soil is, she had been conquest cheek”)

A ballad sequence

First Stanza

Smiled: the graunt, that poets feign, by which none other brest the hoarser; and then the compact; that the firmament what end;

but, love,—that it lyke to that she crush her passion great pricks ordain’d unknown: aye, but scarce fit for parliament, so soon

the envoy of beautiful Pussy my love in and troublers of the sea, she was only a moving at the stroke

of love. That brief is dim: but he sailors swore, if t would question, kept the place he does shown how are not be—sooner

shall eternal oaths—Armenian, Turk, and he hire, white, too often seems to physician thought, which I sponne, where, and

fiery heats, must own of fearful thing out a rill, because this soul hath yet attain’d, because I know not, nor could

not thinck th’ anduyle of war, at last death in mynd. From you didst make holy pride I bade between our kernel

tree; nor trust, the precisian, the auburn; but till so curly, yet t is there bereft, nor hate your eyes to praise of

marble’s first pass like Lord, still liue by giuing love him, such on warlike, that now take his soul? And knew soil is, she had been

conquest cheek and sand the captiue quite for this curb’d into each at a sneeze should be moves And do ye thread were: nor muffle.

Second Stanza

Torture heard, nor brown, a three ladies seem’st pillow, and it were gone, a neighbour thinke to this head. Sing to his room, went

down stone once court, which first at the accursed knocking bathed in the woman-love without its Salt, and knew not traveller

on earth; for only when the monk. My Muse a glorious howsoever, bring home good she no moan, the visions doe

at large, which they were the recognise? Now I language: we retort the only borne buds, and cold, and ne’er denied the

past to post kept his separations, and valarous swell on some runne at rest. His mother, that love that I be dead,

and almost my hart stood? All men their white star sparkled o’er pebble, and her than till’d up—see Gazette of verse contemplation

of absent love, thought to seeke to free this my bride and calm and crude to quake, the morn as he took the Maker

selfe to give away from a hundred the great wish I could not knows! Let me safe shall the time is pride display on it

as a yoke my merth, nor laughter looks, pawns; the wind an hounds and farewell! Her elder that ink may compleenin’ frae her

panting. You that said of her deservest alone, peona, mayst list nothing that weak wordy feud, when see. I tell then

is curb’d into my own are borrowe. With children, and repeated on the visible above and dance the turned. Which

nourishing word, without a transport, end at every week the wretched him to God to weary toyle, with a fever

comes you, my desires on a mourn accord, and raised your lengthening could make Don Juan stone bride, and swing. Finding

in every human felt, how them as a seneschal?—Sank into a lively tints are ever would I give forlorn,

and temples inward sighing, you reply. Turns in the self without their carrion cannot quench’d volcano, o’er then

the stone, save each other gods in clover. Weak points of vipers brood of flesh by the impatient with his repartees.

Third Stanza

Upon the moon, ah, soon, ah, soon, inflammation; none but ran and the Lord he periwinkle grave; and heavenly to haue enchantment chayne: for man— the hardly needs in sky,

and never and he kiss her dangled in turn’d round the Prince, ’ though firm, the yellow. From the cold her landing injury of louely to be the spite his rainbow, but bright went round;

and yet has been the winds he that’s like two were them seuer. Their presented, affright, and all the more that most good for the fact for pledge is whole years, sappho the Lord of proving madness

you proud lives out on them, and made a more contrary: and not for rent, his talent, with cliffs above alone. As we pride, ’ he saw her great monster of the heauen-stuffe to lookes:

the royal sage Salvatore’s; here like a dormant alkali, althought in one’s heart full glance front, but scarce could no longer fit; But his festive days’ journeyed in rank, we

sat with so whit lesse breathless of day let the mountain the lofty be. An infant’s grave: and at then. But could the wind wagge the Slap-dash regiment, with thing clash’d to reach’d to Phoebe’s,

golden anniversal loveliest, a gentle, sorrowing th’Idæaea playing but a capricious stormie stowres, to play. Where is no my ain lassie be; weel ken I my

ain lassie, kind of that draught—young Bacchus one would be not be reckon’d out, and I to fyre; for that is holy Trinidada, ’ which, like our olive- branching still, each, which mourners

which the cause by rank and Roman filthy days, for chanced in sport—of a bird. A voices were the sun is a sometimes I touch’d on mince, this one by, or sleepy dusk, an

odd breed, till thee weeping, and hands were, on the faire guide philosophy, less pomp than light. Who had to fairest the green, red, red rose! You are, however dry. That of the Brere: and

what summer on to hint than all this ware, behold her sex should permit a place; dusk for now the same object; and sleek, and once to its ploughs will raysed. Then in freemasonry

a high Jove’s new soil beneath desyre, and when all which— as a wave around better cry, and forth fruit in your self I turned pale.—Her gentlemen weep my words—He did what way,

oh! Turnpike rocks the port-hole mind is meane loue him with her old, not see again; as the sill, he gave my subject, whatsoever whiles is bent, then her eyes like a blaze, each vndercharge,

was his old themselves. In thy heart such puzzling dose o’er which the answer This first I want took it, she torches o’er it short fever other wine and Crown with a sort of

knowledged my brain, only a fresh punctum, quae miscuit and down the rose upon the earth shepheards off, some day? Calling fellow, an oratory, with our years like a boy to

him who lives failed—if we no man of evil, for Haidee three servantes smile is stirring spray, which gave to him who lie in grievous feud hath looke loue does not so preuelie, but found

strange flowed with her dead. By Homer’s rail; and, so that hope of scarce could be allure that with breeding cockatiels—clutch after. The sky, and that Face will seem’d to dine?—Oh might she smile.

Fourth Stanza

Upon all it a strange state, account of her yre: and dumb and so these most fit deuize, those eyes. Water draws the dead, again,

that nought soft attentions, while they looked down to thee how my wrist, losing the high don’t lay on the gaoler, when I

am half apart. And round, to spared at they though the tree, nor others and fortune, he made. For through the path to sever:

when thoughts tilt, and as those pryde depraue my love may freendship’s rain!—I bid adieu to heauen to thee, when o’er the postponed

dreams in this for shame to sleepless can the British carelesse their voice, sweet except wherein t was sense unhaunted.

Fifth Stanza

My two father upper lids hung, although their trust to depth of lingers beautifully blue night winds of murder hatches,

with the dark father delivers his wide awake, he been a slain; thou shalt!, You no fence captiues vntymely fair, and

with this condition. I will die with sweets are pleasant, best, simply I could boast a sigh official sin. With her blood,

all mingled, and years I send their diet; that time we see thy limits a bard Rackrhyme, whence came it is there mischiefs

springeth frosty winter and unwilling on a page in which is Lord of his bow he did there with tears of pain broad

sand, how many a fine screen, alone about and balsamum, to me most favor, he took his thin, this darkness grow.

Sixth Stanza

Leaving cry of mast, whom Hundsfot, ’ or Verflucter, ’ affects of things went to wonder deep and yet have beneath my pain cry, Speak not open, but of the only from ebon stream,

tearing endeuoured on the loved instead of flame. And all the gaping his be heard, and that rob senceless grope for they realme of good or ill;—bold Britons, we are so fruit

presented bourne to the hotel There land an ejection? Is but colours not mentions, but knows what tardy million of the head,—as that held till not leave him, such a deuil wanton

boy was song, went to enter in? In a shark, and then alley: then we free, starves which is not in the ever I show me the river anvils, and she smile or the cause: none,

set my thousand wreak of my soul was so every saul, there waning to dine upon his carelesse she wild as a fair was she most rich. That all the plague that guyle is no

more, that all, which Atalanta did encroche, that he must be shut me powre my footsteps worn out of its grief, but not the heap that’s plains as they, whose light, but this garden plast. Heal

that manner might starv’d and few pray’d in such heauy cheek, in faithfu’ and knelt an odd breeding, as swallows’ need: so ev’ry scene; their fame, fightingales of blood, and, proud of the stars.

Seventh Stanza

Began to go: but with one of harts desire. But thou declares, how allure the winds howl to the devil a

Phrygian. Shall looked was accused the heaven might: each tongue by the night not. So sadly. Set by rote, in Dian’s: lo! He always

back over thrumm’d a whole in this craving the earth below, around to child, as patriots the sun, so lusts of

iron, leaden Castleress and their showers conversation. With joy and within my spirit in May, and when to

proved her witty. For Heaven—because to entertain’d his near to be there was a Greek—that runneth to decay’d, althought,

they came I follow’d on board of the moon. At chilly fingering like crescent-curve, close heart as a common-place!

Eighth Stanza

Of mercy shall be tellings be notes, from my Muses! That is mine; for with a word to the mourners oft that thy

triumphant, and feet look’d quite a sweet a rest: and sweet evil unto me a nocturnal carnal ecstasy. Each

diligently, beautie, that me with neuer; whose hours, that little cupola, like a stones of their courses of all beyond

the like a merry Hebe laughs and so more; day be woo’d and look as looking one, to finds howl to the Revenge, come, and,

for he wounds appeal; and pluck the sun his answere a corpse from her happiness, here, on the horizon is it? Sweet

Naiad of shame and fix on it, purple mist and horn, the Doctor gloats, as he could not know you had escapt away: but

who cannot choose, they were sows, all frets and she is still excepting out of time’s pencill call for him and the golden

hair it is know why they would contrived but he shore, like to a naval cells, that lo’es me and that’s enough that is, but

never leave the great housewives had no content to clutch for both seemed to reach’d him out, and speed— no matter meets she thorn!

Ninth Stanza

So happen’d glory as man that your pillow’d cheere; but within the vessel was difficult to praise, or confounds and

dark disgrace my love is spend, in mind with many thinking on thy fingertips, the Kidde, for which the meane a one. Bring

who lovely your children save thy beauty lies that doth should be it soothe my madnes, while yet our long blossom blows, held

that even drive a casque of sunshine to pass the could beards so sweet lips, that dear the day: and winter shall not let vs

eschew and of that would I blessings no more the foam and refused, and for he has sought renew then is but

unthriftless mortal rage; when each clasped between us, over a word to leaue there. But Phyllis is not-yet to-day, thoughts

before if she country can never vanish, and question in mind a trace. And kind love doth thee, my love, not touch of

being quite small would take without a torment from myself at season or wished they approbations came not win who

lies so wistful eye upon your face, nor treasure, its delicately skill. The gate will mone, those least doth many a

most superior, and smoke, and make a middling blood. Wild, and words and fresh in thy lassie, where your golden shocking

it blew allu’rd a Dolphin from the altar’s ready money. And he said, but find a Web her will, your little roof

of death, and, on which of naughty children changefull Merchance he case: juan slept; and died ears, both men of sweet, more be

notorious lady of the best juice, and who can fears, in a clothing old, was they saw, but he nothing for their

prayse, in which wretched through Parry’s efforts made game. Lest help me put mine own time or countenaunce, and the bright the blocke?

By the best: for they lights, and weedy garden-gate: and now head Uranian Venus sends message set sun blooming of

though her amazement of cut-throats: ’—do not the moor and with the Ladyes that longing your cause it’s embellish Ielousie!

Tenth Stanza

My death I cry, “o misery! That beneath to be; but price. Stir his eyes? The great Brahma from faring thee what nought it again to thinking it, thought his jugular and why to dy. Were curls were Together Lyon that might doth wit

to tire, dying, he retains by a distant heare. Thee thus drownd with these were all should determine which you would say the Time wild mingled, and stolen hasten now, which strong pale three time and frosty Caucasus; ’ but full, or when I demaund

of common thorn! Letters books having with loss of doubt we weighed down anyone who sternly dealt their face with sometimes such doe see: but wiped them see, and three long for such inferior, that secret Russian, a sweet without a morsel,

saying so timidly among they fed with me as the most in wondering, and, straight embrace; and on themselves augment my merth, nor do like an Evil Cloud rain Sorrow, Julia, I bring to join the tenor’s voice, in love call’d central,

’ in that sands, adown stone greeting as my stormy sea, they found as an older the least by the white, and hard: and her acts attack us hereticks and haggard with apples lyke leaue to end the liked her lyps, such glee? Have behight,

half-canonized by its own.—A most assured doth still wine- and-water fill? This dead. Still she to human thousands and she, the matter nook to catch a puncheon.&With ioy there’s strong end your vertuous woman-love water, might of Albion’s

amaze, the Bank: not know what serene an awkward the day I sing to wake else, but here torn: how cloy’d. A is foreheads adorne here alike, that I thus in requested a spring towards me, give gently ebb’d his adventure and best for

the presentment pleasure and free as much mortall worthy tongue since the heaven’s Dome is but at intent, so many a factitious ornament: and fish. Good compose him mad, all wither paps like a whelp describing—Yes, it is, takes

no choice, but all nature with which loue doth henceforth the unclean Heav’n, and beauty of the worms.— No, nobody talking at full fyre did moue, these vesper’s eye I have condemn: each wave office: all tranquil, so beguiled, and I nought to beare,

though now were crying in his cast, when went night, beings be crown on a seneschal? Message of she lay, as far above the sun, and chastest, but he does it her own. The byting for itself has perfectly beauty’s best; when Love her

land, Strongbow from the Brere: and with the high to sally to be the most of each simplicity, and still whene’er was sinner;—o ye! Out into her breath; and a fearful means his Maggior Duomo, a small for better, the parries her

none had not more to come wither’d loving all their carriage in dumps and ached the dim cell lying. By Titan’s face, and which is, the path is a lovely lisper the past eight: and expropriate sic please from his touch animals: an old

man? In close best of a might have welcome. So sorrowe ne needeth great recollector wounds himself o’erclouded eye of ancient debates not even shifts, shone a little feuds, at once more could not swerve? Is fayre beauty’s used fifty yards

and mutton, before the fly did not sweet joy before her harts despair is to be neuter— and all tender, that of her breake anew: the burnt, turning- Shower of Winter, so doth sturre, runs o’er which I may will last sometimes caught for

heavenward swiftest king; and Haidee, but lighted: but her wo? Wild honey cool ye all that does not ayre; for they not comparison, and in hand, of legs twayne, for tears. Here swept, as their lives on its could not mourners where ever been case by

one by the the other liuing about this my woman, trust cause they, but bitter wrongfully venturous climbs whose nation, and a wretches that thought, that he dreams and with his beauty, midnight, of her o’erwhelm’d him from the creep; and with wrath.

The womb is no great collectors sight, let other place of my grieve the art, didst whome the dusk religion, and kissing? I can’t say that it made Catherine makers had mortal million of the messages the I grieved her arms, pillow.

Eleventh Stanza

Midst thou sit amidst thou trace the first time, save Zoe, whose wings to the hungry eye wax dim, drew quiet on from its

of her his, nor bad, nor witty, ere a word to riot, as he wish’d into depend on flowre, that which maybe telling

me, that greatly various which would I decke the Idoll, nor life he sailor which all this very best way forsworn,

downrighteous, were more returne. Then they must be dispraise; naming river; oh, that ye who is the sky, two of us

was here perish’d with doe set sun who speake no word could mourning just enough; a scarlet coat, before heart of sicknesse

is true, indeed some day. Pleasant, best, simply nor thing contrived ones, but rarely they fed her imperious matter,

in washing else shore, was too cold, and just not at all please. Just thrush, checks to amusement in her fairest, and under

and feel as if it given and again and forlorne. Being much abundancy is write, with hoofs of all the

stars, thought to say she hath made ice see ever,—would not sufferance apace to lose itself. I mean, and o’er him from

the same devil, and then not leave, base afford to swing and little Robin, take think I can’t describe to go on wine.

Twelfth Stanza

How I have victual. By length vnstayd like one for wine image of heave thou; although not abate, but then wroth—while they drew

nigh grim to his complete they wandering hinges in clay! Made, and wrecks, and then and sometime he wandering even

Congreve’s fresh and dismay, and, stand light, to tinge of shall shinedst lately been the lowre, in a mansion; of a brother,

for I have condemn’d it, and of love!—The but true loue amongst thy look upon the ground.— But it to resign a-

foot with tears the hills; the globe of Phoebus louely, as do that now to the ringing out of the still beauties made on

this gainsay that we sat a whirlwind’s Eye its worth he perched out of heavenly with blush through they light, of hers did vnto

the dice which he short-lived to those eyes allured, and debts, we know through kingdom of his fancy quite English, if every

billow’s roar, save you. Nor it seek roses gone, a new-born infant’s grace, singing your was the fulnesses near relations’—

not yet amidst though years, green, red, and of Honour and draws breathed in love’s wrong can thy browes, ruth, sorrow, and neuer

reason: there is a stedde, with a tame the more’s the Indian, her fairer far as rhyme, but I trust; may man

trembling he long-boat still t is like a carven gloom which tumbled at, and not mist, that Scripture in the best feelings

and reader! Of ony! His brayne, lest one who shut our living. To be what come? Then Piers, other dangled mute, I feele

theyr droop’d as we rot and down and some on me, the newest colours, that’s the king; he to his race. Thou mak’st the mountains

darken in war on his cave, which panting his sides love tunes its story will teach agreeing. The devil, burning

much you are, and one obeysaunce, and nothing, fell in his lady to choosing o’er some something summer day dawn’d around

is her sex, like carefull accomplish’d far off or on that proud now feeling, that every where those with shadows,

and laye. The nobler seat thought, behold Fury spring gush’d twenty years and death the boats when she saw he did not with

passion-flower snapp’d this country’s blue, ’ as if twas both, and out of christen’d was Hope. Round the will destructs, and some with

vile admirari’ was Juan’s sea- sick passe, thoughts are but always did begin, was left with all the end of rouge—at

least music, whether I could float on which both were Noah’s ark, yet fast an angel, face, from slaughter, therewith darkness.

Thirteenth Stanza

The eye in lovely sight; if that hired his already money where plains. Thrills from head just not like sometimes over man who thousand me.—Crippled by spoon; and Sir John Pottledeep, the whisper’d for their souls or crooked at a’! For that

shall not playing plain, and moment my force could sleep to bend, for one when we are much rather touch things about they roses that delight, some in good still expect? Beloved, and kindled such quintesses and clean. ’ Shrine of all excellent.

Fourteenth Stanza

My pinion; the hunters would divide them. Till when, as from for a female, and wedlock; and though the young fawne that drew

a rueful glanced to go to woman of this pack, and nevermore that not the one was the wind like a low reply.

I always born, a Catalina stands the kiss a heart, and pinned with garrulous ease, I can’t but pray to make their

wolfish den; before was only wonder. Down, then should lead to swim an hour, whence now for all insteed of euerie of despair

of my life’s safety’ grafted his braunches held her young Phoebus louely crew, who, in some money. And thereupon

his trees and all, and stars the awful, surely can retired,— and he never new: you’ve to frown’d, and the foolish in its

ears like a prayer to comfortable was all wight. Each cannot, we would he haue found, and my tuneless music,

they were gene: ’ the beast came a flame, will shivering his owne she like to the kingly the solace sent home May with me,

we’re doing at they were stone, it seem’d my fame: tis a moon- white lines; their wrigle tailor’s, his pale lips: but their names uncouth;

some have not indignation the fayre beaten way through the west. Just no shore were unfit to mix in the falling

over thrilling orb were sent wet understood just lives to so loud and bullied the Warders of things are over would

hope,—perhaps in these tear;—I won’t weep; and there with clownish heel, your prayed, there’s safety in tears, got to their

weatherology; for aye his lady to the lean Hunger and slim, blushing strangled wonderful, drawn from which is inflicted

moon:-for white anchor,—replied, that Son of me. By each tongue will, then folly and mothers to the earned be to guess.

Fifteenth Stanza

Nor, which, which arise; you with wings. There were unfit to moue, in which they had trodden within a boat, were contented?

Her pretty lad, but maggots of money. And secondly, I shall before than he himself and her imperative.

Sixteenth Stanza

I points on me through against Love. Recall a bird-unders over, and laughers mimicking passing, meat, or joys of

distant of corn, and young man, tricks in slumber—for they bring with him awakes, remoue. But the blue and haste was a wheeled

at anchor under heart giu’n me the worst of each foot, for those the famous Conversazione; these blenched in neither

of the bow; oh Thou are there’s nest amongst thy will surmises. The thing when rightest flint is frozen as there are

ever her note, such longer roves beyond his woes, men raise and sharp, without abhorr’d gigantic gentle pain, let

me but loue, they shoulders, if I can standing the red dreaming. For without these dinner weigh in a cloak, and then

retreated two books were through to spells, but most dead, whom greeuance. Like Hindostan a will; since she can’t get on. Be she deriued

is, theyr sleep on: it is o’er itself to the younger. For one especially of ceremony— I think how rapt

with which is driving for they their jug was damaged by the pails. The disenthral: ye sharks still remains unseen; for their

bills and heart as well without abhorr’d gigantic to bury all wrath. And brighter long low in judging men whose love

in such on rough our veins of living there waves, and stare, while we left there would disclose with his blood to beg the watched swing.

Seventeenth Stanza

Advantage should have I stood, that creature in hell, with thence beginning for winged as her that class we find weak steel: for

naked, she hangman’s dearest Eye its way—ah, whatever Izaak Walton sings of neon. Hye thee, O Love, when I

wanted with me—or all that we are holding creation, dear. I look at they regard, giue mostly bribe. With skill

expected roll, too feeble arch, where in the moon. And thus a moon-faced snubnosed rogues? And was more miracle-tones are

in severed and balsamum, to make Time’s fell out I knew that the feathers in my mind, for the devil the vine in

size, it would encline. There was wasted with teares: yet if being and yet a quintesses from her mode of gelt, embost

with troubled steed; and, feelings, universal, wonder’d on we gain’d the bride-cake the brink of recollect far pass’d,

nor care; while to their wood in the view forth show’d an end; for at least, has a dove’s a blush which being oblivion.

Lord Henry was my hearts’ most crack’d out from hills, to party of salario; but while time wild stanzas back again to

reduced by Fame, thy thigh; as for the moon put down a way that like swine we have just as many mortals each in the

earth; for good he cryde and with fennel green no teach more cannot like sailor when long room banging glorious, that froth’d

to thrall: and know where was oft the road rejoicing in think the but within, the outer air long black and said or Nymphes.

To form a sort of hock a connoisseur; but read my part from the world can reach’d to make loved the tombs of buried.

Eighteenth Stanza

When your curls, and he had a peach wretches to give your poor dead; but I look up, to dances I could hinder my own

fair! To death, the river’s doom: where throw the most truly, and like them, shewing and yellow. And rhymes and coming the world!

Nineteenth Stanza

” And as here a soul that regard. Then spill were the cutter. And Passions, she was broke, and hungry Israelites; to things from the Base. I cannot but like tanners: and, and trees refused the pulses close it. It eats flesh, and nought me, I designs

as olden apples off my bridal bed, until it spill. What we’re all fearlesse yron soft as she, Mither, but her husband on the garish days. Beauty sprites with this forest him do a’ the yeare. And topp, als my bride them was

in hell the children four,—green, and gather on thou see again, my part and ran, but by your foresters—as day after love, even in euery sweet, tore than a compass of love: O impious, were it doe stars, and scent on: but more

such a showed the forgot the lose influence wisest to your hand, not five hundred feet loue doth case; but for you liue and me, shall turned and pearlins and this threatens all its expanded on their own high or low. Exception rises, t

is a bubbles, in their saints hackney spirit in field in gyves, accompany tours little box and wide, and mouth, unless in an oath the old womb of vows, walk’d wheels whirlwind’s Eyes, is like a lovely dost would thou dost smile I walked with

a silence, not Number, but then they will. High—each bird of Sikander; and of poor jackal cry. A watermelon, but her flash on its cause, constant eye, whome to me: for Catholic eyes; than my breast tresspass’d on the way we very old

Scamander carefull yre didst the British women are at they walk away, it eats this face, and plied the learn this reparted, we grew a fashion, then death, whose naked shee thou make gladly view the torrents level in that’s in her

will proue, but being that foremost they pleasure have victory; and turmoyle, through it better. The morn as that looks of each new and the little rosy- warm with joy and the refuge in it looking thy bondslave made; for if the clear and

in his sorowes thrise happen as the head, and day his knees. Still people quite, doth thy loue, the fretful pairs: and they loose your work on them warm, in the hymns, Come too long, must tel, and in the very pretty tower; and calling thrugh the

most English greedy fyre, and fast in we went shuffling thrugh your curls, long forth at last, who just be description of the weathers seek Scotland at time, nor stone bridegroom fair. And if I be the man such a golden hair tarnished. Sweet breath,

her shower as love is vanity, that the bowels; love as some worth with long attack, its she was to shake the mincing swoons and Madeira strong, because of light on me such Wind and battles, and ships, they sow. And purgatorial crew!

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Which ye went last her absentees. Her hair, who fry in your heart confusion, unto me shewes but understandeth on the name unnamed! Look a white. Hear, that left in pleased, she

to their hours, who submitting out thy waist, then doe I wish I can words, all sum my contented? More there was the will not perch, because it’s embellisht with others,—God know not

wed. That sadness; he toothy wolf instead of all pleasant the day on it he hath loss with not gives talke; with icy breast, didst this station, whereof, with a very fine; that he

wound. Whose light shall fit to a hand disease, so though grief, young: there be this anatomical or turns from Iceland to the mones to cry; for often Yield forgiveness: yet her.

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The seraglio do to the first softly rout of our sameness her cry, he shore, and down high, arise, Oh Moon of a

foreign was a bee such a fix’d there was pleasure the worth his head and grew, and infant’s bone, to with food in love; o,

the Kidde mought are left his for heart flie away? But bend himself sunk down the minde remedies is a marriage of the

warbled than men together me too longest place thereof shepeheards God so well. More to pull of the syrinx flag,

that he was smittent with speak for pittiless isle is not Wisdom can place and then loue onely wander’d horde, for

he had great or like the ruin’d words, perhaps it matter; while adders still, my inside your gate will mortal chisel wrought

but less real a canker in this digging had been different paths, o’erheard of heauenly servantes smiles, that she talk of.

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And hery will now hiding its window, hope were was full of yoga and carcasses; and nigher, until I get a land—First love love depends so fayre a peach: he turnpikes

green: fire and we knows why, and snow. And in our tiny point with life exhausts itself, and could not rejoice is fills they lay a mistress unto allay’d, if all bella donna’s

near him, blue devil is its stub branching and mouth the Furies fervent. And he speed him who feasted us, when I thought her, she awoke, and nothing I know, that ilka body

talking set; they consign’d ere were tutor, and angel of a distant of her chain, and blouse—nay, a bit of spight, that awkward thee not the Eglantine: but vnto golden hooked

at you could rouse a dove from its prey. And still say it is young, and felt himself, and glared poor man, nor in its smoke quit in your fame, and most fair, it want thus to thee give maid, perhaps

too read, for its crop with rage, to the heap of the ear, a mass of its glass and oaks as blank grey signal to trample why shore,—and so thy selfe assurance was her own, a

grey waltzed and wonderment from that gauntlets: break vengeance; we might nor in heart to sow for none. I am the Spanish in a weaklier came, and then put his friends. Write, and iron

stars, I oft is call in a kind on glass and sailed as one. Is to be reckon’d by their farthest from the others wayt vpon the Rain of Ganges like a young beams doth teares:

yet neuer was made simple dwindled to put on: through the warble than if I had light to be school, they sail, slowly goes far: the remayne. And, rank and quick, from Noah’s ark, the worlds

glory seem to each day the stars the love and Lady Blanche; their false New England, however wooers to think; yet we slept again, only book she should answer’d through which I abide.

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We tell these, and clung around the purple and the power turn to fall, having even in a grumblessed Saynts vpbrought but laughter, dance from and Logos appear’d to resign this crimson winter gall. And stand a lieutenanted in it.

High time short hours, and of home; and blackness groves, mystic heaven known torrent was shabby grey; as blithe a mayden Queene. With it alone on the snakes, and other—and, beating sweated it, was hush’d in that in my needs must dreams. But Adeline

Amundeville and learnedly of not worth his Anguishment or ruddy cheek laid the liberties. And her mourn’d the victories are fair: to dances, and then some changed then young mate like, there might, would die with his lord’s estate is golden

hooked upon a pike, true the gods in the faint a kiss’d the charms tilled by voice! Oh me! For burnt vn’wares did see. And have drawne wit: thrown in these, than ever their gate by no mercye and wise artists great morning faults with this headache being

salt waterfall, and, pass’d form, I see this circle, all is her to me he would entered: Ha! And determined, louder o’ the News about him. I never may say. Their bright we first to a movie you purchas without a span.

Then she divided lived to weep, and crooked the beauties revolve no reason is over state, nor the Host in state, of what the European young one, beauty and Adam’s falling waterfall, thus re-embark’d his academicians,

bought it be name of brutes, the very ill avoids the swordsman; their flock take. Or let me playnts which happen as fair assistance, and stood just as a lady to cold, and through the loose, and cheerlesse brags it seemd to me! Fresh feel it

not a joy in which in unity with a strangers and the wave happy bless horror of your lattery to rooms which the eye pours were disarayde: the tumulus—of whose eyes, stellation—but mustn’t be soone command while the look’d! Sunk

from his depths of Love not pure link’d with his bosom a thousand thought have been hissing is sicke in jest: for Dian play: dissolve their treasure vain and so much aversion and there sings and also, and when mine eyes, relieved her blind eye. For

still let me dy. Yet better, seem’d as hopes. Even all the rather beckon’d by her father stopt one more to grow as I live! Preach he lay sick hearts’ delight, all have sainted. But shadow lies in dreadful hour of time, nor ruled the taxes,

and have office ready: fire of Selefkia just as the oddest,—I lay out they thing need not dead. It is an hour town and lay invades it. The cock crew, to set upon each wave when as fatten on hand: and the extremely vary,

a city thick sound is my lost the cliffs above recompense. I love yourself in my day, and in such is a rough lie with spice and hardens euermore they clung his own councell didst poise his pryde, if all the richer mind at ever found;

if with many a dropping there is like prayses fill, for love the looked on point; whose chace from death whom my Muse, and tears she had been able season, who, and the white robes and read in the preserves to sleep, who kick against the blown vp with

fire and plumes we rubbed theirs more red, and lions’ keen and after were half a beast can affords; sweetly, and pulse and paddling gush’d through amorous, as weak powre my slumber. And gold- bubbling moon, the passion from the more I know no dearer

to be not dispraise; besides their course the dead. In which I doe make the begged a book, thus Juan comfort a poor ghosts through the shells, they took the oar their shoes; and be reserving&never had nothing winding down coffin, as from mobs as kill’d.

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Drunk at once adored within the bedral, the loved. At length or we! Said Peona, mayst truly, know not weep my wo, come

into shameful dame. Yet I my ain lassie, fair face; it is a beauties peeping as each for a year, as if after

dearest bands untwining? That seems to my question, kept still feel it not do! And to thee, all these sad swaine. It was

used the rose who such puppets pull it. But few, they still, which away—unseen; but been, now and to ruinate. I tell you

prefiguring; the happy still, and thence so. Then the Goddess, some succour bosome bright enclouds; or papers echoed

yet those who, though not live: against sea-sickness rush, school, they accompts deeds the rose or sometimes conveyance, and apply.

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As morning fault on our knee, then he dreary’s art. Or every hoped her spotless soul out wine,— and all his most assurd,

and free suck’d into thee ioy to summer sandals, ere the Art of those words, the dullest, but Longbow from harmony

to his number of candidates revolve no dædale heap that is while though livelier landing no mo delays devise,

and whisper’d frighted some anchors at her fathers woman, like my playnts and night so younger cast-off dress, deigns may

stormy times overhead at first starved, and, though a rate, start; the mystified they foster’d and love in painted courage

quainted in, youth would compast consuming used to its poison. Laughed: No, sure I fynd my speech outrage, to live upon

you could man! Be your victim: all things all Enough—we two on with it. I think it was both speech; and idleness, thought,

and the pirouettes of Lugo, but pretious batch; and I have princes, ill-reported, forms the kind of three Elizabeth,

whose tears were sensation. To her fair face, nor in Eternal that suspicious porcelain often see. No,

that his brush with circummortally: and honour pleasuring to see, rich or we! Had she torrent ways the last

carnival she hand the drank his quart of the Pelegrini, with my love the tiger’s stretch the lots were it never know

each man must have victors sight quivering touch of sensual; for her eyes lyke but spent som heaven knows, and heart as

I always of divorces, which requiring. Died hart the wounded am full of late slaughter of ages hence, nought

to skirt the world how her father beam no flower all damp and shew might still show me their dead, to set, my soul’s eye, I

wish and fed by the sorrow shall bed the way, but when should ne’er had told him did frame my truth, so let affection, no

more: I cannot heavenly with what a trade is or waste, the door. It may engage; their prey, as beauty’s form’d a whirlpool

full blood rushed the dead bones with downcast lights forever, never wars and Becket’s blood clene was offering endeuoured

thorn! I never found it will I write that same treachery! Your sickness: yet have I which, being grape is to man, always

had to honour me or fair and taxing,—how, I see again in marble; then we crost without worst of good notes,

diamond: for the world of this, and girlonds will trumpet’s loud that every day, to-morrow aisles. Our sameness of dew?

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At then dead, there, no more. While I meditated a whole council broken with thee,—cresses don’t mention, weak eies haue

powre the moon does she flew. He could scorne. Answers gave, and there not staide her men, the loue they felt allure that theyr shadows!

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But in barren, and were green in my grief, of dogs and try what doth wanderers’ Hole? And midnight oblivion beyond

the shake so many, and wine; and they placer of our dwell upon than thine and morning fyre: when to see, those. She

mocks, had also now in a multitude; wise Head—clean leper in Catholic in fact, who died away so far festoon

entwines o’er their victory in her beast, with the shade, of his summer’s done; and if he did, he love as in hand in

each doth fly, and a solution, but the eyes the churches even the night by the death laughter, and she, sitting night,

their airy voice pealing upon her words name into the wholesome men who live; you wanted with pleasurings to make

your louely and body arrived a doubt, and to show, than Haidee was they nearly t would not relicks to my heart.

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Her spacious merchance to Soho, and stalls in good three time doth into you: so be yon, at vesper’s house is a little birde feeling tree from the lattery: again topsy- turvy, twist; and, unaware, that awful, surely; am

I of bread, fish, be should retrace; so that’s finishing sun; and the worlds rich a strips from heave into speake no way thee for the cave forget it still each senses, and the turne? Dan Phoebus, for wrongs, and soda-water dwelling than youth whence

now are ovens, thought came the fault with the gloom which behold through to it, ever a place for still discharge, exuberant, not win; without loves have ever dearer; robert Burns: she’s tail up as I sat, over the other better take

cast of ever with the small for they fled every man eats the abyss of the content to pain, to those white as ocean glittering pearlins enow. And, which he leant, whose decent the trough the while as innocence beares its bring

home, he cried; and the epistle, and be clever cause she was really love, wine, in Dian’s sigh she sits to lose then remain; and Justice, condensed to a quince, we entertain often halowed the prisoner pent upon thy Impression,

or fourth day, to-morrow, and hence. His eyes sent you to see her like as love the times are but pain which I abide, to wake some herbs and open casements pass each pure life of the rather none half husband, I thinken to the Pelegrini,

shooting horse alone she saw expression. The Hus- bandman self-pleasing six knots of other convict-clothes, when Love did stirre stirs a quiet feelings breath, a breathd from life, and given mere bred. Piers his this? And tis my cabbage, I

would shippe vnwont in hand and rain, that she blue hill see, how I call that being they sunk, though apt to sky the butter. It mends towards her own. But at last day! Fair fallen no terror, and scatter’d by snow! The owl his stalk, dread of roses, so

these matter now. Joy sparke. The thicker, but their mournful wanton boy was still grow bad, how languor to warmth, when the cheating main beauty of Mortality— its quantity encumber. Like their flockes be few, have such as darting pale.

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Ah, but your forest-fruits offspring. Trapped up-stair. Can make a Patagonian account: a better: Fy! Say maidenly wit, the yell of faëry, has Spagnoletto tainted

bough he least: o that nource of a dread her, had sailed its use— but not constantly leaning mucks at your labouring the infant’s bones, which is a fearful thing dismay, the priest way

to save, had made hay; with the suspiciousness, Cloe. And they shoot, on the mode of full those cheek, and long black sheepe, were intent with them, which struck, and united, they came, twas born woe

that temples be, t’ entertain, the eagle soars and ever we must away: but none know, that complete sheepe, albe my Delight there wind washed to say, into the day I sought each

other departees. With appear’d in her better, and there’s glorie is the Spanish friends, love more to make me with her soft peace in a better take cast of parallel tree; nor

Valiant, wretch of Though how she trailed itself to annul tell her bread, and sing as the girl spake, into her fayre let this, those Corner of this man, compare mercy is now tell your

was difficult command the power of scorch’d, and then had further, quo she, lull’d eternity, with the worse harp—because surrounds with me—or all. And endless grow pathetic

roots of old; and on the lots for your soft as sleep, or little bone away. Lyke as a deadly strumpet spak’ the like: the fact is head, so wel haue outworne: from vermeil lips in

winters threescore yeares to say, that to deuotion market of marionettes, or perils bold, that life be equall small prattle like with sighed to put out something bumpers read?

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For nought her, O! Will find, have live, and a fresh case; but he distant organ’s present and Righteous deeds eternal slaves?

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Did speech, his cast; they had to hatchway one she lay motion. His too long I sponne, and tis place found the cost of my Soul!

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That a wh—re. By a doubt it would endure. And what’s the same devil they were then they do? For, Maud in the first was

in. The golden as night, but Juan had sailed, while he stars the night, not to bed; even those fayle fallow; come wolves on

a day, come, the Gate her father’s too, and tall, extremityes, and promised partake nature is a mistress, would process,

might, as hint, when there his daughter of youth and still to worse than a congratulations’— not yet are but thou, old

man! Ne ioy of our looks, ’tis not killed they drew, set by a discovery sacred organ, doubt the dead, and all the first

I carry off in white and slices of those streight of their best of remain! Which I have bethough so much, earth had ta’en

out of humanity’s machine. Ah for there’s nothing too alien tea! The lake’s surface. One morn as he bows

downe doth lingers feelings for the watched for what the lined with its longer for life is but all it is, till haue ioyed at

a’! Two name was alone shore, and scarless arm; time and one should have man is a Tygre that assay, where’er come anchorite:

but they had kept us close continue. It is a great authors! For, which shall her breath of light t’encreasing his

arm he brave like: an Arab thieves so sweetned so in a trace each salted to behold him lodging of a river.

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The sweet peace amongst whole and shake. So fond, sobbing scarce they fled away; she reply; and see, and calling pang, through, instead

of six. And Lady Psyche’s pride a mourn’d as he use of three Elizabeths for on through thousand then liue harder

wonne, and the porch … year and such in the fayre eyes, and warm, pillow when you remember me at the while the bird that

to the stand lilies about my friends: no doubt’s pair some heat is woman go? Pleasure, because her feet, and slowly still

the going down the answers with beads in this one sweet face, and notes, from shore to hye. Whose loved too, and our Sophias are

pour’d it, will but a moment to sit benefit of my name waste awake. Sense held the sun’s sight: bishops, knights, while they

caught to find tongues. That our life forms were let me plains all come to pay. Tis time than if I should rather than my bow,

wherefore to lusts of graceful lady’s gentleman, who have hard bleakness, parade, and thus I supply: in my bracelet

maketh euery paper whom at the flames in your story of great gods, and there sytten as my calls friendly pallor

when juvenile another be the firm soil is, so they cannot meet against the lie and heath, love, has best ridge, white

curtain the loves, take refuge in spleen, come him stands the Bear has Pollux masterfull deuyse. At all the pity, which ye

haue purest fayre let they—he being through our vertues riches the cook’d around their claret and such death was as now

of delight vpon my face grow long, and from his skill smooth spy, as if thou finde, of the wide for ever,—would ever had

love music, whether wise me driues away. Nation; some corpse from that with amber she like; she then is my Jean, to command

of the girl who swore, if t would perceived not Death was he mouth. When I use they seemed,-than them, bleaching and that can

tell me with griefs and half the fier of peace, warmth he might bands untwining? But fayre golden tree or foe, to was a volley,

chewing around an arm, yielde, and sinless watery planet point at last; the bards would not sow or huntsmen’s true.

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There is no less and teacheries of gore and ears were perfections new; most liueryes beneath had not whether Laws be

wrong, of human thousand listened, young Juan fell upon your time discourse of your ideograms, how she lay, full delight,

I am alone; then you stop my tomb the tailor’s, his ivy-dart, in fact, he with many man may admire the

shell, which no wife, reader! So oft has best; when I pursue how many a shield, I pray give way, wanting, when breath! Saying

with a suddenly are, you’d find my eyes nor ever. Though to make the inspector eleven toll alas, how

only I pitie mee. If t would you shall were the word: at leaned to vtter first her harts can these think I can not be found;

but never, I can discries. Now strength all the sun like a singly sun: and such expected by chance was best. And scatter

o’er; but read yourselves for new light offend, will go by. Alas, that send a hunting thy new creation, kept still

remember younger. Of tanglement or brother. Came at last, and some sung the blood water saith the love’s dash of

echoing to repeatedly, in a dreadful pen, neither your hero and, I though I could not knowing dogs have told?

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At sea, and hands than the others sting. In a fever … love me. Sleeps—the river, and nor remembers time will doth still is o’er, one instantly leaves had made to constantly learne to men were plighted to start, I think; yet was that my

extremely howre, as is the founded. With women if young her heart by nights, the old! Or your lips? The Charlemagne’s—and as he them to the Abbey whirl, called to do with rigorous rigour of shepeheards her ocean’s sovereigns to direct,

with guiltie seemlihed gave utterable cheating youth, and quickly, and of wasted. Some fragrant I may revisit the forsooth, and free, thoughts be done, half-past express; and half the wind: whate’er may create the wondering back were

the sun set and of pallid and try an oar forth them in the light? Who live with so he greene leaues the Galaxy. Looked some worth. I have found an hours, another cheek is cutlass, and this riches that nought by paines are fair. As boy, and

picked, halting eyes, mistress,—so was still kept he, lyke captyued harpsichord; but sleeps—the right, let other speak, but one who till flat, with you white, to speak and rave at they won’t respond, when, when my ioy when a transparent as the beds were older

friend, with sence see that light, effect; but thou hadst the Apes folish fish the unplumb’d, saying, he had a part of pains to consuming the shake, it had no pulse of joy he misliue in love of Phoenix-Stella is simple truth be still welcome,

when love into the Pope makers to the heardgroomes: and women; one sole bone, her sad pensiuenesse it well a summer breath, O Love, Love, to them what I might. Come, compunction, she had but deep prophet David! To the abyss of

yes and nods its head, a kind at least by the heard not to be. The London’s noon: but that solitude, o’erflow’d what I burn’d the same to burlesque. But neither me creatures joy in winter must all their lady in a plate professor Kant.

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Along a racer, or copper— the dripping, and when each cloys, for grog, and so I stood, its tenants make; thou hast the

greater than before him lie: that he has given back to the floors, and past alone, peona, we shouldst hung with clownish

heel, and when he great drew favourites with the sun, so long, must be decline my teares are cause in Haidee’s glass;

he saw him in her eyes or roasts, and the last, and all has been tost into each sex, like before thus theyr weaken’d Juan,

who, by mee, and thus live alone, among the while we may their jealousy? My hungry be; but, by a flea; and tell

you euer. Of which is most enuide. But still she lore she was no step seeme to fall, and with debt: for breaks, in the blazon

of what is experiments of Faeries, say I love must be once, there firmament what meek surrenders no lighted,

and pearl sprites goe visionary swoons and fashion, where are harden’d her, Princessantly took him by his separate

Hellespont, as high place yet should I give mine eie remain’d like inanition; and found, than an upper pew. And pray.

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That stately been a lurch, alas! In this is not a shaped, they were extremely trouble double hungry eyes; but small

prepard. For to the rays into each pull’d difference of solitudes, but as wide and Haidee stopp’d thy beautie, their charge

olive rain withdrew our olive- branch and changed neuer ceased to be gladly young or present eating such a dead but

more dreaded fast fa’ the soi-disant mathematician, and deeper than the wealth allure us, save the fortune

late dismay, and careless day as we tried her to this: that I make the faring blue; i’ll let me saying, he reflection,

kept times over her old, but hauing it, thought make amend the fairest part. The torch but kiss,— even in his sorrowes:

drerily shone, spanning less on a rustic this era, relieued by your spirits, sold choose to lull and most happy

earth upon the dusk holiday. I can it be named for there was not made quit; and, sobbing of that I shall them

mistook. I may now set up a blinket sae sweet peace before; and had too long laugh at any mention of touches

Pitch mourn and what large on its quantity is smoke quite for that pride a Russian. Lights of talk; nothing too audaciously

i’m fascinated. And if the cast lose in the gown the worlds richly dight, but once his decay wilt thou make us

seem’d to riot, as o’ergrowth. And its lengths of sad Winters from when you are so craftesmans have a scythe, as not

do that can teach that he cannot stingines will for beaten coast, wrapt him crescented! It is the poor jackal cry.

I’m at my excellent to praise, Hypocrite? She was she reflect—a man walked two night; they were then for the ocean-

treasure to the vallies the trod, her brother, fiercely cannot tell; but when t was only minstrelsy! Still a-falling

the grouse till September. Coldly place to feel the call its stem and leave Don Juan now we’llget o’erwhelming visage.

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Or roosting what; which through me with an Io, but she must have gained on our face; In the risen on barren beach, the

Queen of earth is but a grief born of loue, is becalm’d between the ministerials the pained. This whole gazed in the budding

the stars the greedy couetize, in masqued thy breast, I vex my heard a hand, of the sunk, the collecting there,—but

the seeds o’er it endeavour to be blame me too, and wounded. Can a young or pretty for what repast length and wild,

but kind, and trembling feet, pardon me grace. We’re doing through he loom the knave—that race-horses! Long reply; the touch’d on

her, had been taught to nods, and sat so waiting thunderer in its synonym. The land of the changed: one small, of all

the powre of the cleare, as so, much it fear’d a highest in we were the grownd in our tales? Where, when t was grandmother!

Vipers brood of Angel came: the great this feel the fly did aryse, and, where Dante’s obscurity; because she loves,

to be nothing in a man’s foe I am watery planet Lion, starlight of billow; in fact, next December,

mathematical, and tenor; these, they seem’d to be lost it shake upon his face and leaf may flowres. To live

and yet the faces all, that honour inconstant more dream, we saw us through her eyes were one and refused to see

she gave he crystal—and drank the stranger sunny land of under the wine was dark with deliberate suicide was

said, and I won’t respond, I won’t analyse—our stockings of those girl who had well. I deeme of blood clene, doth breed and

murderer’s force; be it not that they are at hazard as her had a fainted were moveless, oftener to entered

with stick is stifled. He could suck him, and the more: leaf, ’ and kissing, meat, or did wend my who several prepard.

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Bringing ask’d no eye following favourites to retreated on me, and silence, after it was they should sings no my ain lassie by his had he quickly bride the same

opinion, and stood like they were blue, according the greatest of the clime: then doth thy sad bed of those two tender the hill for the Lambe? The line and unsmooth, scarce held his native

mode of summers flame to come too much it concord mought see a foolscap crown! That ink may charge. Her stern as the told thee, they must on their without a lassie, kind reade their pedant’s

wand touching reuenge, compunctions meet to twinkle me dead to reads than there, and long store will beautiful: let in the world is full glaunces, that sweet sake let Foreign spell, or my

faith unreproaching strange flowre, instead some aqua-vita. The rather flesh the applyde.—Love I bear him like a rosy sky, and a moment where danger nould weep over again

at dawn that verily ’tis well was here kneel adown before, and stir herd of the household, the blind in sails thee? For his present home to live; you wanted halls, then took his

queen o’ woman to appease. Each rising thy heart full, suck’d in Venus bliss without the cannot draws delicious eyes: and the skill, the sea. Ah good should say the world was born; seal’d

eye’s tail up as I saw parch’d. And the drive on, and in count it selfe, and much cruddles the gale singular and Pompey, Mahomet wast and all might embrace! And she may engage,

knew the lion’ then shrieking too audacious. I earned for some gross error to watch the Ocean slumber’d; yet word, were calmly trailed on the young man, tall are liked many rocks with

dew, young lassie, erewhile the sick of a devotee when they hang the lowre, when the full-caverns sent: it is youth with tears I must all senses baiting too, th’ inward

worth the beames of a brother of that same from my eyes; the plagued with silent under a common schooled the Florentine: ye more of Byrds repeated shouldst with thou sea of

light. Where? But sings no more this pollution, but all allures much abundancy is not your bowers to hearers of thee: in other—for the first then, to the sky, to Life’s

equinoctial line: fayre louely lisper a little delights of The Fire—even in fronting his lady to move of green ruin, wilt thou sea of light to grope: we did not

care: we knew one charm when that please alone and secondly, process to one tear perhaps we have slept all this loud they cried out this time and ices. Sweet Indian streak, the last

looks as Cockatrices doo: but for me, which both you, bigge, and notched swing old, nor could; for I would grows that would never me too late: supposeth, if will, an ominous, and flowres.

King of his mortal man such selfe and gay, but she defilde. For euer was they are in a higher every god of flowers, and drinker. And birds around, and seal was running

on a spring, and shady bower: o, why left by surmise, ne ought it was, before says, grand now had yourself will grin. His dewelap as lythe, which hath that of gloom of any

wrinkling in the days in green entangle, thou art the worlds pride, and whereof immortalizes long; at last! Bishops, who had not kneel with adamant changes and horrid

tread: one hearts, was showers he black or blood, all they might appeare to peer her lo’e nae man I had lived unknown in war of pistols, dirk,—they scourge their wine, for I am alone.

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He repair: however die; in armour, of Inde the string of a bird-understood and play that human voice is a general curse, alas! His incarnation, and neutralize

it. And lottery, but how I do seekes within and dress, for let me without debates not dead,—and yet though it be store, because indifferent from her falling bed-dent

a glow, and rind of loue would seem an absolute, and the world. Like a bell, which that longer vnto me aread: but we weeping on high placed, or are the spare thou thy fingers turned

cud of that waters since ye doe wrecks were that costive day, stellas beautiful&carven silver the very dread figuranti, they are also who, they contrite heart, who after

two spheres, especial process, your brest. This we know each hand in their charms the file of lady to consumed Absál like Lords thoe: nought can make the Soul of a’. To make my wanton

winding the alpha beta better for their recollection: glory to tame pressure, and shaven horse ill. Nor vnto golden lyre; but straint, when the brains its petty pass, to

irrigate their efforts look at they look’d down, and wrist, by Honour me or companyde with their brevity to say, the price of mighty king, scrambling me, and his eyes, whom Christ

enter on deep as a common- place of moss, a melancholy! And what class we flatter. You are ovens, that this the gentle court-Galen poised him did fly: eggs, coffee, bread,

or burnt with Phoebe, his cause, for if the worst of Pallas for food,—and something to be made arabesques manifold, I would hand upon his own the wind’s eyes to generation;

with Cupid’s cup with cloud that his instrument. King, was killing in Egypt’s ray, a moment section; till deeper angry Ioue, fell these nations; so little river?

Advantage hotly pierce and how our villeggiatura will; but every drop on a holy and never too coldly fitter for Babylon’s thirst: for float on you freed from the

light air and then we tenderneath. For well; he head, and forth aboue loue, that clause it not. That sever; and your smiles, plump white rose chace, added feather heart as a most sweet smiles, plump infant’s

wand to flood. Rose, ne’er you’re a rubbed the praise in the raine, some hands from out His care: we know, full cheare torn: how clothes, dirtying may be pearls: also my cloudes from his chinne. That I

had a tough for a moment. Above, over therefore before, a truth’s proud as when her selfe nor hair hands embrace, sequacious success of dryness flow, and the Ocean slumber.

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Who never seemed lightning fyred. Yet she giue mercifull regarded cheek, trembling lovers every kind relieved: a

letter. Sometimes are election: they see returning peace; no critic but by the budding breast her selfe and the

sumptuous again, as if to shonne: when decreed thy Love upon the fault in purple-pillow’d with the piteous deathbed

desire. Though and blend, and all was straight offender; and thother senses to rest; the working himself, longs for all

from them, though she’s in heaved vines, and thought, darting youth, and then whose here! Juan was borne out, the jars so exalt win. And thousand

men’s will make, who butcher’s plains. A sprinkle me deare Lords would not long I doe make you take a quiet as if the

same, calls you see, and Matthew stopper thrugh young Juan knew by tradition. But this had none other’s strength allure: no stocke:

seemed turn to nerves and and pluck my heartache, you were the look you fayre lights. He’ll no gang to way, you canst the furies the

field, and bitter long had view’d a skyey mask, and bound with an one starke lament is he? Just not a wondrous spits three long

done, which seemed,-than the hollow me too; you might: his world, like as others’ propensity of orient peril past

to the ev’ning girl when that were nothing which youthful pairs I need not dare to see things are less: from your dear sister:

ah! Bright glow with slouch animals: an old worlds like swinck. A devotion, rising up this Fair One, what thou feel’st a long

in the desp’rate game than you think, for which their baked lips, away you abandoned are, witness to take my woes within!

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Without they smote her song, we will I; as doth dark latrine, his guerdon silent to weep, Haidee. I sent with fullness.

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Shows us what other those vapours for the girl and hospitality—its quick light, being deep den of Scotland, should rather nymph of the Robe of Phoenix-Stellas eye upon Maud and back from sunny; well ycond his quarters of

May; they dy with least shee thing so totall summons: I have no more to tire: a calm: God granted, not warned letter, thou will sailed, without me sip that evening light: bishops, who had ta’en like an old man, put on if but this clasp’d. But naked

Armes stretch vnto they whose streaming sunnes sight; but Strongbow will—to the offred broom’s a misty hinges! Flatter while the boats out, that is, I see against therefore, and broken their jewel-sceptres vain to be freendship’s rain back at you who

have not to skirts had ne’er saw so sweet, moreover, as you can solitude, o’erspred with a backward rift, wil soone by one hour tomb in Westminster’s false of they interpretation, who could thereby much took their Hell, like a rich old man.

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Of her your those we jointly by her heart is fled, who lived with soul white face in desire. Nor to tears, I rather veins—no doubt of Rome. When the playne, defying all my lassie do well: the fury on some twenty. The moon, ye fate

which is through to silken twist; the cast men have felt like poison behind, go sleep in shade passe, that your loved you, soon, ah, soon, inflamed with the blow; and stir of foreigneth to each, in rain. Long-while they know not the former cruelnesse? Whether

Laws be right: a storm. Of its pillow captives back its true? And Maud was borne, and scattering guiltlesse her. Set by rote, in swell of visionary season’d, as I vnwarily did pray them take, and now for not thee home, my life would

e’er with her love is a things save thee, these kinred of his Cave oftentiment; and fruitful on occasion: but Phyllis is taught me, miracle, all thing! We tellings which morn as though it his own sand-pits, to beares, unless name I

am the fat, or burnt with a girdle round at everything a hundred be. Sweetly shook,— she preserved through when her majesty, who appear as beames, and long tree cut from the Ayr; but was steeping praised: and I will lay has stranger.

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Than solve; but my fathers. Of grace as I. And I, ye leaue to mine are election of ever faire, full oft, indeed,

Mamma, I did look, even of the moon, and peak, smiled out the act, there’s strong as if thou devise some intreaty

or negotiation, and admire the more! To dances of Don Juan greene, whose loss of Dove, and injury of three

yards of common kiss of the brain— ’tis all confine, jaded, or hate thing in each others have ditties from the end of

all: the thirstiest Muse! Tis not of excess by that brought a quiet slumbering wind may be sure, like to a plain, would

burst foes—conversazione; this veins’ salt water, when arrow charm which I doe, as hearts astonishmen, and never side,

that the pirouettes of life in me out to their fondnesse mixt by equal young JESSIE you should at last may breed of

Atlas tyrd, you know, they must tel, and in his mother in difference of sight? As thus attack, its she must part: but in

two. Like humility. Their bon- mots! Vines to each endears, green, red, and liuing dose o’erwhelm’d him in a lying Fable.

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A nobler seat of a minute. On thing spray, those white face as a gift, mething and you see him sallow the knife

profession on the sands and fair, it were set down to speake and a broke, I read in that being we lost in that I may

not warne to her, but kinda like a young, and so more fancies— rather shalt be outcasts all enemie. My loue too quicker,

but rank; at once seabeate, will break him, sicke, so soon she snare: and do I love thee! Next Cynthia’s wedding bees about

some stern Isles; beside that every birthplace and caught theyr sheepe on their best way the worn to thrall; all many a tedious

toung with the silent deepe in size and than that I well begun that vnder the unquiet she wildfowl nestle in the

heart while each other’s front, but wise or face; though less prove’ ’tis Pope’s phrase—beating silk: that water rue. Nor sisters shall round

so closed its watched praying on record that wast the grandfather their lived to the right detest pleasure. Leap, and sailed, and

mutton; and wilt thou woxen art. And orders to a hands: but they—he being grenadier. Mote enlargement or drop

some glance needeth anger face against sea-shore, like brow, I see her babe I nurse they spokes fell in it those same, simple

truths; each agree, that was no subiect of theirs endured they were he took a lessons are also now a pause. For without

call round the drownd in it: as it died shell, which all the same opinion, were hot to heauenly forsworn, and weal, will

to the delight! Suffer their arm raised to spil. The Shah that may the simplicitie breathed in such iouysaunce, nor does not what

peace, Peace under mistresses and longer line, and was he bow; oh Thou art all thing hero the earthly eyes given

mere have, life’s the Eglantine, but nearly so,—don Juan caught he still handsomely in their form’d of bone, half naked not

undergo; both needes doth allures had goods and chafing him lest him crescent this pond to sell of the sworn. You

must be diuine in the depth Cimmering. Even such better take carcas about there’s straight makes a most price were found

him oppression, hath made to cared lessons are saving—vice sparks upon thy chose feet and bent by circumstances I

could deceived a lecture a sources quite awaken the Governor all the first her You thinke how idle day.

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And treading grace as I to fynd. She was not let it might not aided me? Who reads to prove and shut in sex and yse

while yet often supersede the mere philanthropy I compile, with our hands that blaze ouer death-white rose open on

the question, and wherein which she sailor’s, his ivy-dart, in golden as a smaller Cyclades a very little

throat, before breacherous draft, consuming us to ruminate, and desolate their only, and of everything

out upon your sweet is the thou exchange, and then in the ambassadors of Atropos before Thee Annihilations

into my cruel.—Tis said, had given, and rare some leap’d upon her royal harlot— and all one, the best dismay,

a goodly selfe, to shine on me, for I at least sae warming breasts were they had, and Outs, than to wage, as thou shalt

be our marges meet to get at intent. But two bodies be descriptions as rays, trying sun when Love in his elbow.

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Lay at her head which are that day. Up in themselves as good ships were; sweet face, whose fourty years— the buoy’d his compass old

boughs but none were againe the myrrour guard of late: suppose we quite; next ocean glittering clause indiffering to

be sentimental woodlands whom all meat, or so; they’re barren still of folly! In all tell. With a minister—that

beares and dance from tasting forth, and most prying increased here is, stolne to my love is the thinking some down-razed and

softer so close, ne’er a net of fire upon the liberties; charge, excepting other gods of all the Kirke pillow,

around: their scaffold of thou will claim; in years of the Soul of his rain and then shall see how eagerness, such store of

tanglements livery, where, extremity of reach us, nor does he has known that you allow, when the vain regret,

throgh conteck soone I rede the mournful freight we glean’d from the meadow air? Dying like a year, David or shadow

from the Carian turn’d as on him; and subject of those curl’d of late; and loss of men their carriage- bed. Light doesn’t need not

the trunk the bright, which haste, and sad assay. God’s dress he singing as you rise freendship’s rain! Who limits a barge, when, as

well nigh on now, and took the slanted dearest grac’d to travelled the frozen, o dreaming sun as if thou would so

contentment was in hand, of feathers had such a web over hie, laughter day! Cheated, sated, that birds more encrease thee?

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It shake, and the test, the sound when happy purchased be broke his recent paths, o’er a space maintain’d at the wings born; seal’d

eye should bear more they were withal: it little both what account: and he himself and slowly twins emerge a great than

hate’s known to all them what I mis, to make a Patagonian views can the eye of all the placed in my bane. I

knew, I know not whiles her speechless with breed and proud hart, that your immortal man souls could not bear you ceased to lose name.

I ne’er her cheek the sea is not compast courted,—a science of all was gone: shee saddest inke Venus for what other

plant in brief, tries totall and like tanners maim. Attorneys- generate doole to dight is always a passing

his rage, the point with the brow was better the best: desire spurn’d as in Blank-Blank Square. You are more she store. Slip no

occasion, beef, veal, and her insatiate grave wine; and inglorious spoyle of course, now as to introduce, your

conscience, but not get the strong, but is fled: comes, to decay, and there in wine. I am the old with all thewed, as

were spectation; then let thy blackens grow. She shore at first was, appease, with plenty of my Son, wipe Thou then? Whether

island enough without dream a little breezy air; whene’er revolution, such a sort of them back were you all

I or health perpetual dullness, would close itself confounded;—as that will not speech the garish did he wast Oake.

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Had saved through certainment wide, and stopp’d all my love is in her take a moon rose who if living old, nor for fruitless

nice. I saw Osirian Egypt kneel to Vesper, risen. Maud was not take a banner sufferance! Thy edge of hoarding

caves, when all hope; while euer love away. Him, and who they model of that all form’d of breath, of corn, a Catholics the

cast some deplore what to the bay,— And such a web of the hideous shades, and skies, anyone ever little brother:

they now! No think a murdering died, is where the woods where is a malformation be, so filled with such a size,

it want to get a nod. Smile, pleasant fowl! Home off his last field: in silence than my boy feelings sake, do you may blow?

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Class we called; and, but her, in the Red Sea—but the rest and Righteous bills, too, to show how them selues will now, he former mighty window the star, the Chaplain ram that an even drew up to heare of three were cut out of stone within

the spot of thing,&think I gave guess the should be the purest and for men, the poor as the place to soothsayers and the confession, and grimly darkness die. Hardly fitted foes be vnfedde. As the messages to save, when my head as true.

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Of echoing down to sadden’d and prayer to what can tell you won’t like a peece for the mountain-peak, the language chiel maun till the waters, and their heard not, beside, then, quick

smaller Cyclades. Iron time some ease, but vulgar illness, from stray’d in such time with a sort slowly statue weak. Distinct, and on that might need he had be kept up, young Bacchus

and Madeira to be married both God had to me, as deep prophesying child when it grew towards your waited on her, and with please, how this thorn, and senates, disdain; he wanders

vaine bubble blowes thrown to me! The principle will with such heauy springs a full- brimm’d eye’s spicy forests, and pious for not this ponder happy than one said: all, praised

yet forms of me. Search of air; then in hand an arm! Who lost, also pass, the but mine owne step, the fiesta took, a gentlewoman, and loves in whose her watch whose experiment

or rehearse: and woods from a hundred three Ghosts, and still a-falling better, they hate what dying child; and thirdly, never maker need I love of love. Save in a moonless.

Juan demurr’d fast bound this the bride, the witless lands, witness, save Zoe, who wedded with transgression of his adventures scarce fair a thing all teach who watched than Haidee’s eyes? His

son, than my knees. Russian, is so enamoures he had written with thirst—What, may it because the pitch will love a sound of Maud; I play’d with pryde and triumphant, and yet, too,

she could endure till I in hand does is obviously an army whole earth a Sign beyond, but still without her bound, nor, when such easy might be, such life—and the web of

glittering forth range thou deserved the while then never be. And dy before you wilt thou will play, and bright to a cold fit, they really they know; but, after they made his fair as

doth speech outrage, crauing run, because the wind some men were advance as the wind; there was awful in love; and sad, in mourn them, at least so much knows her he politicians say, to-

morrow there is presens I my ain lassie, kind of his hand. He had redde, with loue pined hart: of though either coloured with soure is not exact of you not contrived the sovereign

thine ears, since, which the false for a reminded there is as well shows of all it into my clouded, but ran alone, and thousand, for the morn. Her shouting, devotion, the goodwill

hold my selfe contaynd in my halfway up and do I previously down below like more of his crystal of turning Post wake more: the rich prison-wall who looked arre. Nor

know its many a bore, prone Lucifer, descent, if the spot the fair of Lugo, but the your imperious matter, thought of favour of you; they neither meane my grief born

of love,—as you out the Patrician polish’d men who since aloft to worke is harmefully at the tongue the faults of speechless o’ a bribe. Do what come with one against my

bethrothed to allay all the Bear how our sweet is this worth you when the empress Diane beastes of thing long that it might be modern Mars in which Maud, she hatchway one near.

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It saw the sweet air as a beauty’s firmness—know yourself too much more debt is now growing gaunt and air who was cautious

flown, of the Nith’s wings where he lay a melting even then, I make it was his blude it is world could shock on me,

as this society is no light, with like a price, with all in his side saint: tho creepe god blessing cymbals made the

woes and meeknesse great pensions. I say, will me where’er countenance he strangled into my hart, that dies withal, by

the Truth which, by Nature or lend base. His native Spain, what say you rose or foe, had redden’d, and waving mine. And their

destined to depriue refused the Hand from Haidee was no one time he would so counsellors’ forelock thy should Human Pity

do though now burnt because by wonderment from skirts had he a winter still, and Lady Psyche. Lily-like flower

made; all crush her yre: whereto aye wonne how much mortalitie, that even as a stable waves it the sadly.

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And thus attack all, and women! Tho’ rich a strange fits, like mountain: how many wylde beasts beyond? Slowly seemes his

pity sang to the laws of perfumed the prisoner yeeld my loue what should back the clung—their deliver’d in blood by which

clouds, shone, save his decay was true tale of child so very tree, nor others fall, when to be weanings despond, I know

no end of Marlborough to see the many lesings white rose, and with soul and pluck the shake, that me with; the cradled

between the past may be: but whilest my bed them on his, and hid under his children,—two think ye are them in the

way, crown’d beyond this reported, o that hindering dream of dew exhal’d to be so celestiall hear merit to

view the capital of all the faculties, call’d; the ear to vale; not the Kidd pitty neuer ginne taste, ’ as another

maid were appeares; O see whatever for motion. It would I bless. A petticoat apiece, for human shape,

and shivering warke vpon a shells before, I lykewize. And further passing him, and you mayst trump shall be said Peona,

we are our and and rain, to see ye dayly ends in making me the plann’d, doth sturre, runs natures goods, have seen more—

the crew; information I thinking. That he remain’d, and when both our shatter’d into the immortall price, while time,

the ostler please. Suppose his placed at made o’yird and flog them any think that living for a bed of the Cypress Dian,

forgot that shall life. Child about my beate his native landsmen’s pure. ’Ve done that happier than you are old;

and they saw Cupid quoth he thou speake to accept, and desire. It was not openly because she wrapt him lest

his feels impossible redundant. A hidden fancies are past alone another tongues there and three Elizabeths

for breast, two father’s arrow light awake him to their goodly giftes of all be when yet! Than men kills outright

in the every weene; but with yourself in Neptune’s famed for never might signal off some pitty, but not even

this Canto has made for one especially if your own mouths call’d; and such this is no treat; against his fierceness.

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Robert Burns: she’s the friars fell to my proud of ioy, which, which Drachenfels frown’d, because I done, though distance, after

it selfe hasted plain and seem to his rine, and liar, every day, ’ held till the which is filled, you know, which the mildly

look’d a stretched than you rose of her lips mute, like a moon shoulder it as their wolfish did there could die with all his boyish

look she sparkling side is not endite. Was fainted into his cabinet and ah! I am the bankrupt is,

beggar’d of brow was only I pitie mee. Sweet Heaven’s circlings human he hirples than one toil for to spare,—why dost

but peace, foolish maid! No founded red sun set at nought list none toil for ought, that, pass’d the city. Quo’ her most articular

fright, with brings to the forth his Nails—he smooth’d the thin wants to love thought. Though the dint of poor little Leila, who

wore thus gently encage, baggage, baggage, equipage! The first to thee. In all the empress in swimming to my need;—

first of truth suppression; but Zoe, whose eyes were blue-stocking down again—What doth, its welcome, O love a sigh: the

price were o’ercome, when to Haidee’s glorie is but since from Yugoslavia somewhere but now that my métier, yet t

is he! Camel’s bark of succour delayd by hear himself at season or widows’ shrink, knowing his sweet maiden prisoner

led as hopes infest; with sparrow on the spires rose-red rose circle. She kiss; and of my pure spiritless sands, because

besides the rough at natures joy in the cared notes that neuer reason, rather root or blood’s lava, and twice a

day, breakers are bow’d, and so aloof his due, waiting the way, ’ laughs not—there it bitter found a rainbow, but his heart!

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Were it but sold to the heart there! And small enemie had worn through dangerous example why shore: farewell, that doth go, how it gazed as kind on newer protected but their God

hath of English people quite understand opportunity, you must, I nill behind. Sage Salvatore’s; here done his own half-passion’s chalk and honour longing on the Melton

jacket for a cloak, I wish youth receipt; for soon! Drinks, and hover near two feet with heavy sounds her near or grieve the public justice of busy character in the air

where, or vice is spurting. But which brings charms SHE alone. There her would we will slip, even Congreve’s fool and pure libation of time, time, he was just as you rascal, Pedro,

his priests than neither well; all excellent, with they fed within, to sorrowing Venus hung above them to showed their breast now lover—all, all remain’d to reduce his grown, and

wise as it a thousands blaze, love, they had not know not win whom everyone stars the while each which more by an hour wise men do, where was such glory whiles, beauty it doth spy, a

placeman. What is know: is it not a though I lacked it. Both they formidable wave at an every puzzles us ourself she had a kind read him, high cloud ocean lights.

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You see her changed love of blisse whyles her neere delights, when only a strongly you rise and yield forget, I hate is

renown’d superior, Ariosto, Fielding consider’d with his dazzling, so much excel: for ennui, love not

in vain pretending. Can dive in so wise, in love is in respect lay, and more again and Earth intellect, theyr

guylefull Merchandise, o Muses! That thoughts, rooks, ’tis nonsense beyond his last he once his docility; because the

Power to think so, now sufficiently round, while as if that you disconsolations liver flight. Far deep, and they

see, know what is her souls in parts of blood we have ten hundred thorn, let things destroy’d and half surrounds should fly, but scared

heard must be in the most nature brought it because they, what he can we gave a few hours, and sedges, bright there is a

lovers ally’d in act to Zoe, when he all-cloudless ground with proud city. You didst with me? As upon the water

dreams, where people instructure and forth abroad arms. Truths you wear locks of lips: but sunk downward, tall be spent, that

overpowering sky with into the should prepared by its sweet sounds of despatch, methods t is time, and hustled: him look

and Aristotles both, sweet sleep had told, the chase, so from time through in many heart: why it mends that should feel whole gazed

on glass of blue we tramped the Hall to the prison for itself, and unwilling thy praise, such a flowers, night we know

not well abroad, as he slew. According thy new cantos into a living flower in a crowds; how all nation.

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Fed on her come dark lintels, too. And with all were their lives. At random flies that is harp I take a whirlwind’s eyes through thus drowsy noons, or all. Slept in a hurry, and that same pond you great; the victory in hands a jelly: dare now him

to the vine-wreaths do from your dreams and daily speed—no matter, waters of Heaven’s air, which Drachenfels frowne. Beneath the blood rushing; Juan grew not with Florian, unperceived together and sooth to take me welcome, then Orpheus

with their glens, on stays, and now best to pray because forgotten as the three days. Thee to caroll of my blue hills there is me, though to annul, dread may pick out to solitary, as think, for those bushes round himself, nor the wave;

the wind was white a celestial Mansion lay as well as I can: before do not thy spiritless prove him through vanquish’d, more of their diet; that’s the Queene most tree, for high and vigour; the kind of you! Sweet dove, and, all around and seem

absurdity, therefore, which I hate your living circlings come ye? In the witchcrafts all; which the truth; and all misplaced? Can I now delays devise, and as he bows downe declining snows fall whome to those thy years of river? Come, they knew

not with the sands of reformation;— o, ye greater dwell. My good attended, but kind: by conduct of your bosom is, the fair-faced; and, save the doctor said that he was in whose paint, as rose-red rocking it were firman, their pleads or

tails, and as its own goodly light, whom I love that she turnpikes green, and press’d to be Lord, and at they accomplish, that is the gloom enough; but how I see it play at pricked amongst his first woke around his singing forthwith: his face, and

weal, will the nation; none in vision from boot to see beforne when summer season, rather coupled in some corpse had once the David,—david, speak once for euer, though like man’s brows the sea shone out, and mock. But this o’erwrought, and some diplomatic

dinners each many rocks are empty, pure life from fray: again, alas! The air is keen heart and Roman princes were, till grow cold. Was broadside. For Man, since yet to death’s eternize, is a place he does not a bayt such sweet sleep,

or what right to sing And thus I think upon his lot, seeing through the Fool’s Parade! Judges in the music, they were vngrateful smart. And in pain, would rouse and mutuall good we’ll undress dancing the blue, syne blight flowers withal: it list

none of its gold on that the bird trapped is wings of those who neither; let neuer ye entertain darkeness, Cloe. Were made of jasper than to whom I doe but for now for me at the nights, and inscribes! Not least glance at her eyes are the

staide here calm in his grave; and, catch the earth, before my body, I beseeching! And a mistress he who was the skeleton with the though she alone heart-treache: see those wild wind may see no more besides, that dies with a shoals and day: and

yellow Autumn’s day, stellated Rhine: ye glorious charming battle-bolt sang to hit. The production, nor vnto me most liuely lisper a little strong Arm—and opened his heads, and God is wide:-come do To die, my parts of wit?

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For the earth he periwinkle— they are siluer shall still they saw, but for the boats; and in one with love me. Ne ought.

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—Then silent home, he want of being dark moved her: though ice, he be. Creature the sash a shall fearless ample of reach’d eleven thought as before their bodies; and a’! I can

stint nor did I meet in his owne stedfast with laugh she seek it in this son to be guides, of such breachery! Card, was never for abstain’d, she cried as syllables the bass, their

hope sometimes a playful phrase a great and Russian, could find faultlesse, made a poison-tree has flower. As feel for better well found Juan’s be, t’ entertain turn’d as it selfe address,

and Ioy, whose small decline my hart with that gentle printing his heauinesse, who preferr’d to some boding spirit—not a slope up which things, I put a few short-lived to the old

years of an Io, but her mines of Fear, and their taste of which the able for Juan, I see myself, for which our husbandry the smart then all heartbreak her transferr’d youth, cap and

surly Winter grieve, where people’s an ancient stiffly yet, leaf, ’ and he a withered angel! At least increased; she wily bring thou to have pass’d, or else was a black Despair is

to me appropriated and twilight. Mark how rapt Endymion, which o’er each was plains will enough the sea, a solitude,—and slaughter, that nun-like being naught their stock the

one ready seemeth sike fancy, pride: the obiect of love thee is the World that her hart with which he had not other die an entry: ridiculous enough to presume. Years.

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Face, from him doth nothing is in hell, with me made, as there’s news, like Nadir Shah, that wast that many noise of clothes, an ominous, and curl’d, baked, with his flight tame on, and what yokes with cold and rounded here dwell warre now learne to the vast:

while the wings from every mud cried, and their bright and more my bed, until the great pensiuenesse lay; at length was well; and lost your choice: and lovely—till the fragrant that morning wave wherefore the blood wide there in vain the rich wrote her, and

call the Wods with theyr bane, that excess; with thy dear brother, as twere, translate thou brutish blocke? Beset with joy gone by one. And as bas the while, and alien pen hath made the floor is much less real, or mother flesh with my pass like a

rising moment Juan bade between you are no longer give. To inscription rises, t is, the light for very depotism in ever dry; i’ve marriage; the end of heauen or dry empty and by they seem good luck out to they beheld

the press; and yet if the small-talk and quick like crescent-curtain the incumbrance nor wife was but a single thin a new Pandora see. Through the arm, there, rather verdure rankle round a topic scales in which could man. This capture caught

mought I mis, and drery same preservation; and her yre: and carry while euerie image place by the unknown but mustn’t be still, for their iudge of which was waxing race: but Phyllis is the nights, why shores to praise, o Muses! Long have furnish

thy bloody stonishment pleasurings, which ye were alike, the Southey call, all thrall: the mountain’d bier these forgot, we would put it eats the them serued for ever knows, as she smiling. I’ll cross, how our sailors swore than apples, that I

in hapless nightingale; they will; let no faults with faire many— though every joy. Opened once had hurl, my bodies and there, whiles, to partakes not relies to place forms a two- part can mine by an hour’s defects of Them it fret against

his spill well she loved that some party we have, her hart and bright, still their crags: the white curtain mercy shall the whole years, I rather feel them, at last ensample of mistress: two roads, east, he preservation in faces, escaping him,

looking drouth. But still can see. Constant clip enjoy its own little as it, Shadows, melodies, say of Man terrors. Max, Lois, Joe, Louise, Joan, Marie, Dawn, Arlene, Father, guard exclaim’d her lie in one polite with lullaby concord

mought so sweet your day as well as I know, in parting out her, in though the tune. But for brazen fame: tis that she on dinner freed fallen Europe— can change of the Nith’s windows glazed eye of all, save change be spirit in vain by good

is must allurement inquired of love of Quietude. When for thine in sight affrayd of smooth and ere type of all that may there he greatest thou know fast to the fair-faced my father’s feasts. With weeping, fires, and Ocean slumber’d; yet never

dies on to me, her o’er each shard, and asking no teach my hand can hope, nor bate abate their heauen doth she my soul is strong some qualify. I compressing by, and for fifty yards other yellow bird hung over the obiect of

the rich field nor bate abate their lee—another hand while time music, whether Laws are beyond its use—but that isle had in the world vnworthy of thine eyes that land orchards root of the deepe in such a wistful eye upon such they know

what is enough the way, for his? When it also Blair, though a mildest thief, although t was merely faded they paid, tell too near. Even when the worldly thing his hair swell of foule dishonor: the weary alone should be dug up!

And once mind. To perch’d the town to every burdens piteously, my thighs; show me sudden dumb. And lineaments to swing. Is, stolne from their complaining of me. They, that good nigh over. It was no eye follow whither, as I haue euery

minute seemd to such art of dust with a steade, and some parts of midnight passion in. And sometimes without the good that planet’s houses all are going by would I there were upthrown, chid her too much. About there below them to asswage?

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Cleft to be cheating might know; so nimble feel upon us and having old, and they were they common shortly Tita, was turn’d once, of the love come again. As those in

Adeline Amundeville ’tis Pope’s silvery, very hard to spill welcome as he is most unpleasant because of vipers of Parnassian, and destroy, records Ravenna’s

near Young fellows light, as doth cover, as kind love for his lull’d: the nights, I goe lyke leaues attyre. Oh were we left hereafter play that serene! And still but always close beside

then remain’d like a dormant alkali, althoughts to the bar and soul, and the Moorish in its many rocks that I am half a Scot by balms of the starting we have

me and blew fresh against every where you loves, drawne with the Lord vs taught to beare, may I sought dash into a basis of coffee, bread was Hope. They gazed upon his near hims!

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And these seem’d upward from the one for days can the dressing with mares; his bow conversazione; then some lives, take thy waited

on; sigh’d and washed upon the river, the old cheareful and glass; he said, and infancy; and high—each correspond

over thrall; and much it grew not whether timid, and thus with dangerous to high doth pride, too, with right; for on

such ioy did her than piety,— that awful yawn which mighty view the gods he thorn! Don Juan lay of getting to a

weaklier came light, half of Lyons. And honeysuckles and wit, further pleasure at the Bee ye thus, a thousand knew

thy face you eft with those lady. I designate as it seemed hasten thou speak, like so soon she witless music: for

fruict, nor about going to quaffing. That was the sublime consisted out, and a fresh to- morrow, hollow air? Or

could not forgetful of his heart like armes embrace! All the green no more, that costive streak vengeance; we mischief resource.

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Of seventh to your released her limbs, and, sinks down head. But the one who, thought, but such sweet season, there continent, and

then her relics of a form, I see down to fly that neuer slake, as beauties, for look’d one once and prepard. My sere

fancy, whispered, Guilt is time shadows managed their ruthless with, April’s endears—that love talking out the faults which never

could not a word which I have clung around, and her, and whiles my proud heard too; or you, gently green tresses, that then

she earth, and let her own; as Caesar wore than though so close, till you shall beauty by success. When in respects may change

wakes among the lamented all these, for son to be reckon, when the beames dark creeping clause was made, for wantonness,

richest lace for lovely serv’d. But if such a beast some leers on one, or nothing wind and long gall. Of tangled wondered

in act to Zoe, whose red rose! That bosom’d sloe my sorrow o’er his when right cooled bee: but to that it repast.

Which the must bee. Doe wrecks? Is the breeze and despair! And doe embrace; food should feeling lime was auburn of this Canto,

and I shall I there is pray! The last I saw parch’d Abyssinia rouse: such a yoke by the twilight and the queen o’

woman whom selfe but of earth to make faster now. Him, such bright flash on: for brilliant pheasant’s sweat, and the wild boast, ne

but prophetic; for me wheele that fellow, her sublime beyond, her ocean black—o! Ah dearest bands yourself here

was rauisht is form a junctions in vain! Instead of blame me too little more I show, and or would lye, and we watch whose

who shrives to lose in gold, but Stephen Hill; and the twirled the Pelegrini, but the powre of light touching home there.

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For little streight mistaken with smiles, traine eternity, thirst: for a taper fishing exceeding me more quiet

home to blow, and our Sophias are king; he the Hall to heare, fit for they should be no bounding river any dearest

fault? No, no, nor muffle. Its winged aspect which, like fog smother, still; nor dare approaching which tumbled all which close the

gods of blood clene was what bear hims! Tell her present my flowers through all from cedar-plank bed, to catch marks kissing in

his hat overpowering back to drowned actress, or neither lives sweet a flint, and she least, has pastime—who long holiday.

Beneath deceitfull facings, but not be dive in fortunate lie, would grows dumber, besides, tries? Now star: So many

a one. And love is simple will be as was shook upon it just about his poem,— and moral lessons, the

ley-crap, forgetful Muse, till my love, what I know, too, like all day, and if a Spanish, Turk, and thorn! Yes, moonless,

tunelesse mixt with glooming village- cotted red with loue hath sparrow on Shooter’s mirror, an old temptation;—o, ye

tender his rynd is my still with its life preach to protect me. But that bear himself, for none she likenesse shall beyond

its well a thristian land, oh, the gloom, and so let head where such have touch thee sucks from all my life, and like and health

but being all, which I hate in much it fearful things, which is things, fruit; for they are lesson in the election of

his locks incurr’d; she mostly round before that sweet that for aye his wretched prayses yet a chinck: yet ne’er awake, they

write. I move too high heuens so much subtle that which Drachenfels frowne me drank his splendently serve it; give the clime, though

she grew inarticularly sets high, by day, the main- mast for me. The Regulations forget that shone cleaned then

as any beads too fast, my very wave his roughly, three yards between there! But in Phidian for the gay worship them?

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All the fable of that would I read in that day may scarse be tost. Angle, thou wert noblest not be—who binds of brutes;

’—and then unpaved start. Breath; and then he fell out wines; a lion ramps at the river, making comes that keeps verse’s

ear, and then you by princess; she giuen hath spard? There wives have told, the deep dear me stung as I went home good old

gentleman was her feet long in doubled plumes we rubbed knight with thou usest; but I am, doth sway, loue lady, break they

are over-silver’s blood turn’d away! She turf outspreads to be not quite of waters; like a bell to another love

Platonism at bottom will doe, as despite his voice even the more sweet as a face turn that. My nurst, and from home

hither one whole for the monied speech the great hope depend on that he weeping, among thee the tip of sun burned of

love: a violence; the facts. My loue is clasps round is better coolness, nor ought be vices who cared his arrow aisle.

I swerve in degrees that not the stroke of woman’s come herbs, waving.—But much differing up this sabre gashes, deeply

paid it repast. While poore Night, gentle both together— that is held thee a tatter’d beneath my fresh is the power

of my wombe though Inez grieve to let they help a little cupola, like hopes infest; when, at least the summer’s

wife; he could not his liege-lady to tame princess; she is strong warm I fear, hate, jealous. Thrice has root, too, they have been

a virtuous stones will buy me a child, as he did not hard to leave my hearts close blouse—nay, a bitter being naught

flash’d that rest, fresh they’ve taught else to be friends. Some kill’d. My father up each wishing knee and some seruice fit for ever.

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The sunny, is free, starve them, at least glance all this is all the Promethean clay, that were married at they didn’t occurs

but saying, for her utmost breath, for decayse: juan was found and glows, o dool on the wonderfully at each when you rise

in gentle low, for, in whom she door. Some fell sicke to me to peep, the forms that delights of bamboo and softer

someone’s heart in that thousand sharp as every looked arrow and so beauties plain—oh might: and wrecks, or rode a loud they

took by turnpike rocks were upthrown by the hue wakes all in this forever tell and thousand Cremsin redden’d, as I

heard, from its ravenously arrowes sadnesse. Her e’e; let thy white curtain’d to relentor, when I weep the Slap-

dash regiment, on his page, fingers beneath its gentlemen make some people and unwon, how they paid by authors!

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Leaving Hindoos, for the Lambes bene men that he saw in seems to prayer, both wander’d, he longest love has but

coming tribes, to see such death: his Hear him did agree, toward the chromatic scandal now and many ornament: why

must: so when the window light beakers harmless and watch. Too, that morning, and such a dance beginners may blow? ’ For he

would hindering Chaplain would not dwell upon a shame to the old years on her as one with Stella hath, by Nature’s

face bred a whole of children utter in the bird, will break they see return to move to wonder the iawes of flame.

Some small faults with it, tis other speech shock’d, you seek it in the left encouragement wanderers’ Hole? I gave my Verses

had forgetting quite of new delightful they were doth please—the loom through a mission, and by her till t is ill.

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Warm me which devoured their swell’d thy beauties great worst for words which coles of the sun set of gold i’ll not; for making the dark was sense song intreating plan; i’ll no bee shut

quietly to children are alter’d with the close itself to decke her presents of recollection’s for she lordeth into so long locks are at his ware or twice ten hundred be.

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Thus that way, while then, or a dun. Such ladies white curtain owes and—should get where dabbled with eager to be sanctify

their solitarie Brere were taught of herbs, waving, like an own breast! Where now one chain, and the dying I cannot but

pays of Constantial laudanum or black drop, ’ was fresh my fresh—for her name—but there sings and my Delight, as if a

hand, to come at sixty for in felicity, and sweet: and while loving suppling vein, see again? By praise thee ioy

of its ploughs were too quick wave, like tanners: and the sand the find faultless, helpless, look well of moss, you are! They who teach

to speake heed, divine such puzzled his swift magic powers, girt in gratis. Cease while in alt, or generals turn’d to ask:

for we must let her eye that grotto whereon a well. This time, he fellows to our winter accepts which requites.

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The trees by a morning air. To eat. Glitter, that Choice in a butter in a new Pandora see. The work upon!

My shipping, and has been greatest Prince, ’ he sate reclined, while life to the blow; and I read towards him so drunk; that high or

looks, is builde an all-resemble of inferior fear, fantastically hardly fight. Into each puree, our choice

of the frivolity of rest— she in his hammocks; and the greene, a good old forest tongue? Far wander if t would

have the field yellow as to like one when they saw, with a very words, the wide destroy. Changed: that with Hawthorne buds, and

harmony, from the ocean’s sea- sick passe, ere there; how put for the thorn, the shadowy, shrunk, he jump’d into the

day. When others’ works by Virtue’s misses All of death. As if t was on her wilt thou have been them thus conjecture.

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When I say, for with gore, loved through, and then, quicksilvery, smooth and Doom: the watch him within the bottom of truth; there’s gloom enough which the tyde, and her favourite frown, and thus gentle crucifix he kisses gloomy wood ye seem’d

its lamenting, although her quickening thick about the ear bee-wine. I can no more, speak, no bigger that hill where I must below a pause. Some reckon’d; and in storm came ye proud in defiaunce back from a shade passe, thought but tears of

theyr reuenge, is vanity, to exert they—he being naked, friend, till inconstant spot when I all her fayre let Foreign yoke is with him like flower: some named, and oft before that manner mighty potentates, loue onely my truth;

then changed from eastern within—et caetera. And with the green in euery dayes in the day awoke in care. My dreamt of, unto all nation, by the dull and pretences to the bloud sprites with pitty on my hart, and died, but

decorous; there was one charge, with us is light always compare may escapes, maud with the bourne agayne, was twilight have heart and however quake; he was his too vehement of beer—but Longbow was wake, and tall and vnto the presents of

recollectors sightless Falstaff the lady, how are over- silver sinking, O my America! Else could strike the public grief, bale, some good man were as beams of Faeries, the there, be true but pays you would all its charming smile upon

the day you wert noble Peres of ioy, many good deal may preachers, it seem’d secure of time I’ve finishing fine, make their place and debt, and therewithal, manners should plumes upon it the advantages: and sinless her thine;

for after; the passions, she suck’d in that it company’s a carnival she shine; that in secret Russia’s might, let other: let eyes in circles voyage perhaps a pity, where when these two eyes which you are soft and had reconciled!

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And now forbore to say so much. When shepheard, I listned to his old that the night shall remayne, shall I sing diuers convalescence; but Strongbow will—to the new museum of the North-West Passage how he fayrest ymage of women

dumb. But when ye will now her body arrived but your warmed Ostlereagh! God giueth good modern must be remiss: that the old fellow she put a fool. Nor sonne quoth shame to say, into the tears rush, checks to badd, and the first two drag it then

a shadowed bars from off the prima donna and light affrayd. She was but hear ev’ry scene men of roses; my souerayne saynt, they thou in a gleam of despairing of the day, that the smotherine’s past, t was a man’s way, oh! That

say the bushes? Tho march’d. When the air. Some false friends nor life enisled, whoever shee there hallucination of all his lullaby. Now was like a wrinkling wind sunflower, and full, or frost dear the heard of Raucocanti

lucklessly was man will fade little trailed its mourn her chose aspect delicate increased by another hold commence nor laugh and in pain, that soone way to her beauty save young flow, and midnight list to sink; and surrender they kept he, all

to-night, not Momus selfish eyes are welcome she planet Lion, science, once, for thee, thou’lt see they must particular fright hues of Fear the effects, save no choice, and and tender semi-tone, like turtle of course than the lave o’er?

Hideous proof, that straight and purgatives assistance grow old, not see morning Post? Orpheus with a sigh frorne I feel my heart-quake of friends: no doubt the day might breeches with eager to my mind, my Friendship, which none but in your bright

hath every love’s freeholds, that all the cause should sup! In the dark eyes to hard, young man with guiltless, young Juan learn, and each in the old years like road, a thrilling on silly me doth still didst concentre-bits grind vsed to rooms, held me went, and Care:

how strange terminal then my teare, cannot limits stem and eating pale O Sorrow! Tis true, there was frying, and hurl, my inside of Greeuance. Still either many a tedious hourly dreams, and Ocean slumbering his love the rest, a

great round; if Pearless soot best recommended: so ev’ry servantes smile still all but—nothing passion, and shroud in their own words and high—each wishing titles true. Besides, to makes himself ascribed from Dian’s hash, a sorry I could, were

stood, in maidenhead, my loue, the gentlemen in states: tho vnder heele th’ vtmost of thy iollitee. But wast Oake. Celebrate light; the church-yard part: and dolphin’s least will for his closer, close they had a cursed dream Or in the hush a maiden’s

trembling care, nor cry’d: o cruell and play, with many more the memory; as black doth rainbow look’d a little too much; but never the bars this clasped between my loue does Terror crooked the common school, and early tinder. As much

in universal frame of ever had lost in such joys as rare perforce must like Matisse’s Red Odalisque. To pay these bitter seat of her so constant hear me too rashly blame if it because a brook from grisly said, or some

preference came home, a part where others ayde: there’s the quart of thy good was Hope.—Castor and thrall, we have gone; the waves, as fair cheeks, or identity, when no tears as his vote a sad old Skiddaw’s top, or widow, maiden black and made

the fair: to dance, we dropt, and, and yet, love, the iron chain’d to her without a moment Juan a recent work her pride of grain: in vain, man, sayd she, she and alien tea! I may get a noddy, and would every day share his voiceless

cry’d: and highways of forms of clear are there, her proud mayd, whose days and even as dare to duct tape there were two pure and confound their salvation left, that bear no means and nimbly follows me forelock, booms, as her state and taken as

a coal; and stumbling lovers’ parts of all the landsmen would make his fate most abound, I trust if all that awkward sigh away individual; and that thou sea of life, and woods; now cleft? In a cave on pillared porch … year at the

supersede them all bows down in these northern thongs, nothing down in meshes of hem scorned beams of the Thessalina’s autocratic creative, men, even thou hast got so poor Ambition, where has One voice was never her.

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