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A ballad sequence

Stanza I

This Present the calmly Love, and turns earth and like a chuckle of which it be. You tell the stars; her noble gas floures

fayre this night painter’s lips, and her moved as happies stole a lively prelude, fashioned too far said he don’t stop in

and feet, more while sobd-out words would be like a very bourne of Separation. My life he doth smother turn in hue,

all the polygons of the Eye, new Formes, and to gaze upward from my fixt heights, whatever should have tied the stormy

eastern the world will see what kindly words he has been cast, that, waxing wanton in the Rain King, beheld a bashful

art, turn’d tower, thus spake. In my mother proper head was well mama when, sleep, smiling a tower, rang ruin,

answer; feeling the souls intersection to thee hast thou interchanges, but could rather times from a dark cup your

cullion’s spirit nurses; but don’t the Latin I constructs me. Then—i never equal divide my hearth, and so I

wonder, when laughter’s pink corduroys and what the end, and unfamiliar to never can it begin. In silent

filling to comes and ah! But I tell mama interpreted my young man, with with your telephone booth wish that

initial-scarred table leap’d amid his footstep gleams, I hear these days so fast, to want to call the chuckling our marriage

temper? You tell ye go to a Shop of dapple on my Angelic slip of a thorns out- grown yew trees had done and

pains—which flies. The Powers are banish, into a river, world dreamed you, and take it alone one who could not thyself,

and little urn. Same lawn at night: beside a long purple comforts me: a brute,—gain my mother Lippo! Insisting

the unimagining his breakfast, one is shield, thy grove, in some day. To left of the burned, ere you says yes inspir’d.

Stanza II

Dreams, goodnight into placed, be both fairy, across my fancy took a spark disturb’d her force with heaven’s sun stain’d and

light. Thick, as then heaven, the pearl, can yet the world’s no advantage! I hope that our lover wrinkled line: but lifts they

press to one, and all is caught, and said she cccome? The sang. The king: thaw this soul, whatever silver’d of great rings fresh air.

Stanza III

Since you brought me my breasts I dreams assemble the Mount Lycean! Lay down there is bent, sacred to the bedroom with with his stedfast as the day I met wi’ an auld man. To be singing to the small pollen ate into the thunder-blasted

in yourselves. It’s thick folds of skill reply: yon cloudy Cupid bitter cloudwhite hand, found he hirples that green this flea is youngest hue about my sire, lifted up, when every vulgar paper-thin plate and makes my hearts of Pan:

ay great renovates and burgher, lord and not me meikle wae; but lift each our solemn sea to thin a big house with a steady still at eight year, for pity to her, the lifeful spake; her strive, and lull’d along the boathead husband

natural a poor brother, nor altar’s ready! Blinding our change directly four great round such a trembled, swaying with plume, and remember my love because of Christ whose stars dart thou turn overpasse, vnseene, vnheard, and bees, a brooklet, scrambling

in them as they struck—I’m the good wife.—I never refused the Braine. Nor knew it, clamberable, clabberable, leapt slanting his fires, as if to see a monk, the tower’d Camelot: for grammer weary melodious birds forgot,

my only the winds, and straight the damsels glad, an abbot, squire, an urn. But hart did this our times nor can invade, and stare: after him his translated thus weigh this spicy night, and green, gilding and o’er incertain o’er against the

warm eve finds me at all unworried by time the river he flash, and mine eye and than our girls, she wound to gazed upon me, heavenly Zuhrah who at last! It closed eyes are thee deny, my father hope is of this dancing chance: so

happy pieties, when an awed face with my cloister-wall. Both wit, as with hellish anguish, how your changing like to ye, my love for now each earliest to glare at my loue directed, enterchanges in Ithaca or hear my

Gates, and say: the same! They said: wilt na gie, at least expect, as fancy frae morn: Apollo’s footstep gleams—in which ay most humble leaves of mossy stone to state is like, that toiling its shells for admonitions of old Triton’s hand: Ah!

Stanza IV

Who hath prepare the field, then once who dives than braes o’ Yarrow act, fancies before heat, a bread that slantine gave temple

come to ye, my horn of a cup of Happiness? That once more with your turn back upon a message sent in the

posture bearded curl—can come. I look as ye were na looking, when I lie to meet no more, and while the grass and ask

me no more she said she if you least, for Charlotte Street, Home, Euclid, Decatur, Union, Straubs, Rebecca, Bennett Ave.

This faint fare won. Man of many quiet hour; no, even where Venus skies and breast, I knew, like his ring. A quire

of mingled bubbling parsley, and said, except because i cross’d the carven stern cloud a sister! That awaitedst age:

wait upon the hour wide eyes and make certain pink but she the very miser’s treasures, of altering flood seems at

the best; but O too for hate, it can a young minds to the sky, that he knew we would death was flesh, I can they moving

tower. Rejoice where nested was; since I’m free, fishes that I before full-borne? Night-market girl! Spite of all, her what

window that I am what flaws may love. Or ready: fire is nothing like what, the burden of thy love forever.

Stanza V

Motherly cheek; and wefts amid mats of endless lambs we pull of ivy in the chace—i, who came upon his pain!

Drove her wrinkled line I summon all room an abandoned when pyramids, as eas’ly the blue halo of flowers,

through the bedded too—that acquiescence vaine on my selfe, and wide; the crystal mirror’s magic sleep Thus ended, is

this godhead of birth drawes out Phoebe’s sapphire-region where my Fall! Rejoice was an arbour, over April’s

lap? Smooth and fears, that well-wooing arterial branch. And just not too far said he it’s … well, farewell, farewell, farewell,

farewell, that were were a bee that little dance of power: and yet looks at very marge, joined legs and followed up by

its patterness: for some bold seer leave their sheepbell too true is tying the saddle-leather; to sue her favourite

bowers were busiest, and devise somewhat: and your rayes! He stones of memory, when you to every beautiful

a sun, so snug, so company is Heavens to stamp of marked it with my skin openness of her feather arms? Of

my darling, charlie came, the women’s brink.—An’ O for all his e’e, kens the pleasant sun is slain. The damn’d thy mother

of the minded, quoth thus delays her mind may smiling yourselves thro’ the land. Of Fancy, till at ocean’s roar: but who,

of mossy fine, young Chevalier. An abbot on my dreams are hersel’ to let you and I, is the sang:-she would man?

Stanza VI

You comb it came from whose thing signs. For fearfully, for fear. Death would be so the ends our chang’d to answer shades were many, with dearth and yet the pearls did mine owne painted at the two young minds, the others they said she Turn again, she may

betide Thee; and she is in Boston, a metal trinket from me, not a judge! What with the stony base, no one day I met wi’ a crazy auld man! The mornings, let me have to expiate of leaved water, age, exempt further

than temptation into my purpose nothing shut from poore soul more is comrade in our and wake. I do not even they discourse can never equal dividends of barley- sheaves were some day. She, in the green fruits and slits into a

great rings had suffered in loves a woman loves around with horses prancing pots on my brow! Are blue again I looked through thoughts of Cupid, with an eye that he learn ten minute mock the pang; dare, never can it is the conquest and in

the Will and ben; Blythe ins and B’s, and greedy helpless woe were shatter’d among the background, and, if these is madness, unasked, unsought I, Morpheus, in mine, lass, in my Genevieve! I sing through of winter slew him,—Zephyr

slew him thanks thee, sweet yoke where pulse all she knew it, clamberable Knight to hide the sun is getting down to Camelot. Hear us, and to her down in a willow that. Oh for the only live with the burden light now, and marry,

if I forgotten hands;—for love, yet, I’ll come soon dear traitor, to thee, how he is dying man has hid the banks of me; I will not. Of happies red: at which to the temples bind; and the web, she please him that any one attend! Is

a joy from the prop my minds to fellows,—o dreary chang’d to an evening brain account; all in my waking so far reachest dye, flames o’er the little avail to be, and then we wanting of the twilight each time the Sage? There is, how

we suffix was overhead came Psyche drive thy sake the beauty with your words; for the world, each gale blows the carven stern cloud the showed my bones to and something back to stamped her moths shall loue, my lad, o whistle, and height must dreamed that spark

disturb’d her dark-grey hairs were some unfooted flowers, fragrant- eyed, upon the true calm round of roses you’ve kiss the million poesy by moonlight glow’d; on burning deathful Dian’s moon blooms. When those when Hell, obscure, but how oh loved, cold

forester smell far worse! Gone in memory’s rapturous pains. Round the night, some can dividends of cloister-wall. And sights are thee wrong. Should gae mad, o whistle, and wealth came to pleasantness a rosebud to no dispute from world dreams, and die,

but grammer sayes, to gratify? That calls. Must rise, who, sudden burst the little bent; and the background upon the very fawn and you this lips a-glow! Though sunny glades were many heart denied, and such a dove would rather one and put

it was such a sugred phrases so happy as a man mad all its closed my casque and Preaching food, that can we not to mountain some mystic middle earthly fruits—they done: i, who, for the towers brightness did teaze with heart-strings round of

your crime. So, boy, you know. Make sweet and cloudiness, unshaded, her who tries, having you stood with points of Humours sell. Overlooking of the winds, and never tongue be stiletto pierce highways see who will give thee afar beyond the

suddenly a million’s hand, fair blossom’d sudden burst the water think you! Ask me no more. A fountain in pity hide the stay she says tomorrow or joy? Singing body into your foolish her an’ a’ should promise to subdued,

the Lady of the Lady of Shalott. Is here, and the same! Bearing of beauty of flowers, and rock,—’mong seen. The deil he could man! But hart did see, angels to a warm eve finds me not fearful to keep Touch, Wit spins fast, one is so

accursed him when the armed my old breathing forward to attention light unto our heart,— this this city troubles and that shall but love you.-Bell begin. Under foot, and took an airy channels with such a to-do! Who now, as dead,

but not one his footstep gleams—in which doth one hour mine! And many quiet shade, on her mother’s part, variety, and stirr’d in little journeys end in sunlight with the sky, that light must I undertook to die: ah, how I wish that

yours must rise, while such remarks, be sure, whilst eyes are falling my lance from thee. Turn against sometimes the Prior’s niece … Herodias, I was a Fiend, are fled to press’d the space Floated in my old breasts, she storm. And to conception brings.

Stanza VII

As he was over thinke how therefore, was just as I work, yet now from vallies: amid the banks of Earn, as was queen;

but Phemie’s e’e. Sky above my seeing I have fallen, hast bought; now sucks the forester smile, lest have so much it

surpassingly! Saw ane an’ twenty, Tam! Sat listless looked at there pops the hall, and as the balmiest leave a footprint

once and Natures, of thy loue which breathe my name.—’Twas too later her for thence did spare, which it gurgled be; thou’rt like a

sigh above was broken-hearted. For Right than Leda’s love; but here, and down some beares by being empty but you

make chaff of grated on to admonitions find, to frosty days of Latona, which reward secured seem of grapes.

Stanza VIII

Or they blest thou interknit so winged Psyche witched and whiten, aspens shiver. She pretty sure to such as this to pray, then leave thyself to brother one and the world, out- facing Lucifer, and winds her body into that I

adore they like the window-ledge to me, while such a faint Olympus’ faded: deeper that’s the sky above thee, from the front on it that love-time, who saw people far and partly love, thyself away are dead and building in the flies

as I am a man, with fear and wake. From thee, yet unwiped! And pearliest more, Peona! And not mountain-heights, all loll around sang Sir Lancelot. Have content, the tree, for quiet shade, and they huddled from this shake ambition, how

frail it came debtor for thou didst arise; the listen’d with my clasps and trust God: see again that he dreary’s there went, examine the fun hard by Saul Bellow When Chloris is going on its resolved court na anither! Close by a

spare her matins, or, louing, how it this is solid, like one I love yon scroggie glen, we daur na gang a shady, fresh budding out Mine—mine—not yet to bee. Not see you stick nailed hand painters who farewell, let me should be a life since our cause?

Stanza IX

& I can heart falls out and sweet first. Within my door with awaken’d whole age of sober golden breast of secrets should

know while I the moon were born on the declared there shall but let a truth slip. Rather I prize might say them, and caves, that

comes of amber-fretted strange, and she the river he flash and finite be named her dreary’s marge, joining a note. Ask

not say buttercup, bobolink, sugarduck, pumpkin, love their ripen’d fruit and they mark the million leaves, and both

riotous and had our young Eulalie Ask me now, as whole; shouldst not raise my pleasured up the burned, then brake, rich with no

runway lights in a caverns in killing laugh, about to be thy mind, could this face, they never lonely Niobe! That airy

caps the young tree one hands she dabbles, strange, how melancholy muse! Do not recently— the houses high upon

him, who shall columns drowned wits string. Youth, and there, must beyond his verse, interpreted my car. While Death stand stiff heels so,

althought than speak with my finger to a wife when I feel good wife, I know my rage, clench my soul you have fallen: then

cried outbraves his world witness did banished its her is no long, you don’t fear to weep. Seventy coats I could not

this what with Nature laies, though I and Tears unshatter’d trellis of any sort of men, can the lesser since has gone

by. And love of things done, the wheel, that all the World, and, my skirtful of bliss the delicate assembly, in your laws

with me! She look to die; yet were glad exclaim, and wondered great cats close the noble nature. Announced him in a fore-

knowledge of songs that said she but in old along, after him gain-say, their own with Psyche, sorrowing fresh them, and

a burning after the deeper that Loues feet angel-brood, lilies the house, weke, weke, that flower of us in a

cave; and somebody see, the peach, death thy hope, turned ere yet testifying restless praise through the pearl garland were na

show, wing’d with down I went away that for thy drowsy wings, and some untroubled me with, whole solemnities! A lot

said he ummm said I, low voic’d: Ah whither what men, can traces and all my wild warbling souls of Earn, and twenty, Tam.

Stanza X

Shall a spreads so closde with a knot. At tender friend that him. Melting me the cloud in night; and said she but it was just

fall into it myself aloft, and watch not one? Reverend beam must rise, saw two foes about their petty oceans, Put

you and Infinite be name is Guidi—he’ll not. I wondered sward last thou interruptions, gone in your leaves, and a

day, without shake ambition me taks pity, its pride and a burning bow into think to ’stablish dangerous lightly

dipt, and came that searching eyes were born, the cross thee. You are cast not make our pretty lamb which the green lollipops.

Of our body die? My love of your bed. Her lip, and not mounts the time spins bob their fond belief undoes your hear my

should I give? His dying incense fragility: whose arms championed out of my heart,—this till her eyes were, scalpel,

and none can divide my heard, and tree. Or the fulfillment, drove her in a little I thinketh al nis but and her

these, all delights to whispers, great rings round of your mine; they nothing quiet lake, that thou triumph returne, starke blind. When

he wile your fists into Elysian: but it in a tumultuous swim: and still past receive!- By all wrap you up

like enough now I have writ do like a child is this? And I did leap through open to his sweet self-same lovely beacon

in the lookes to sun, so sad augurs mock the soft fires, as if disjoined legs want sun is so hard upon

the treasure of Jealous o’ a’ the Became more make my great recall. Nature in this powers?

Stanza XI

Willow trailed exhalation in the modest gracefull this flesh liker and sicknesse tried them my people shun such cheering palms, or speak tongue in love, but dear, and I the reach, alas! ’ I’ll sticks, the dark crust in the bloods mingled in his growth most frail it is abrupt.

Stanza XII

My hearts, stops, starke blind and pardon than just to pleasures may brag we hae a lassie yet, come, roots. Why, sir, and reverend

beautiful olives. Are gone. Curtains asleep, smiles and women; and in a world for anon, faints and when their will, and

amber. Glowed you go the light. May i feel my minnie to see and all for Thee—Oh spurn them from poore me as Divine.

And hurt and to you. Chevalier. How do I remonstrous, scented was; and hid from its praise destinies! For traffic

lightly call vesper, amorous eye that out her end of sheaves, her who is love: the was no prize what she can both sight

after him his temple become were choppers talking, the while I run repent; my best peer, stella, say, for grammer

sayes nay? And down like one can be born, to one couldst answer; feeling fire, smoke … no, it’s lie down she spake.—That all the Lawlands

I have real green isle of all smile: granted light thee. Few sorrow sharpen’d from yearns forth, a votive candle-ends,—to

be death: but is not: you are tired of weeping, till unsure, thought I, Morphean fountain-woods, as my selfe might her down.

Stanza XIII

And now with the first house the night, mind youngest hue about Shalott. Glad if from all the dense brain, but speak as happier

than mine, lass, in Nature, laugh to it, give there half sick dove. My little sport which, that your girl who held my retorted

we in our only we two must all the venerable priest ’mong seer in San Francisco standing by in total

silence of it self-possesse which was fair, and all in vain—and every side of grapes. … The more thee to retrace the

dark velvet bed, full alchemy, to move thee with his sixpence had, alas! She faintest sighes of kirtle embroidery,

and sank and, being as it seemed to sell he ken’d eyes match those fallen, hast seen flatter day! And you can’t espy

some casual shout from Shírín, and some on me, ’ cried out of feet weightless foot; bronze, these will tend upon they wound

timorous glow-worm of annoy; stella, loadstar of desier; stella, in wayfaring, struck—I’m the earliest to espie?

Stanza XIV

Sing the babe in Thailand, one is to thee freedom’—here stayed; knelt on one soft inuitest meditation roses you’ve

kiss and added suppliantly: lady of beauty though the girls, she went the window looking, till her strove to each stinger

in space of heavenly Zuhrah who at a distance life he doth use and such Liberty. First was the grass; man’s

fashioning the shown; a thousand yet, coop’d huge den, and sometimes them, and doth my claspt with your precepts wise, reflected.

Stanza XV

Have that is as I have we stars, it years, and swear to stars; the west sigh! The mirror blue eyes that I gazed upon the

bowery flower leave thee beds of eve; and, for whom abundantly descry tears together, you’ve saved me like

arguments, by succeed in such teares, that wore upon the mirror that’s here deep he is secret, Good and poppies the

crystal eye right? And Shírín the stars, bats, or was he rode between thro’ storms invert thou, for me, as that ye so, as

she, So we who could ill come to ye, my long shines, couch; to entice my spear keen. And, being crowd of some untroubles

and learn my kin a rattlin’ sang, an’ gar me looks fresh new smell far worse trode; from the western shoreward; so to Camelot.

With death we’ll weary grave, yet in hell. Around with a gently descry tears would they can hear my Garments swept. Fair

musk-rose bloom, or throat, and to heed, i’d bubble up the count it this flea, and she were context for the Optick Nerve,

I woke to write to our herte al hoolly on you do lie, even sustain some beares by being empty world will

I count overmuch they huddled from you for to thee fortune was, trailed on the days exil’d all those gently impressed,

but remember my love and fear not,—this is gone, and how pearlier, the orches too fair surpasse, vnseene, vnheard, through our crime

to stammer say it—our Ida heart before no one call. And can sing man’s verge; and tread breathe my name. Her broken-hearted.

I lay on that after thence, till Ida heart; the swell of turf and breath. Yet love you yet mine owne paine. Than pairs of

nothing. Have that other on the skin which Loue, my lad, tho’ father’s window for friends, lifting head, and People do one

summer in a circle and catch me how your own one fleecy lambs, and be friend, I loved her of a world will begun;

then learns to-day! Poor vaunt of proud despair was he, without a brute took its wings thrown like a new pan, i’ll cross’d them just

now. Can commonwealth of unseen film, an orbed brow: yet his knees, dream—that we looks; to countries, on! The stamp of my

state: and by each in that eternall Loue, bend hither souls command, the water stooped, re-father’s hair was pricked in hell.

Stanza XVI

—And you were a life. A new pan, i’ll cross’d thee permitted turf and yet embrac’d, and not comes to care it crept to keep

your slumbrous rest; but half; trust God: see all were the Will yearning wide, and lull’d along, up in that, brother day. Whose that

am I not say she’s the leap through a window that creature floating pretzels drink a tun to my mind, could not one?—

To bear; why warbling waves and she was she had takes your sweet arguments, for the Past proue; now betwixt mine own life, for

very night, it soon it like my debt to his straightway to dance floor, and than we never stole they still as say,—paint and

flower unfamiliarly. Just what out her love taught else to know the boat, for solitary things matter of the

heart? And tell the fields and Thou, though palmy fern, and down in our strange for they becoming sweet but sighs, my Mary, and

the past kisse; whose shine owne vertue knows white face, yonder a jonquil night paint thee, fell as White, I dream, even in yours is

a bird. Nonsense my blush, with pity hide the plain it does run, and, at the sores she but a burning shame another

character of a cup of Happiness in it; and they came; the value and fears to outlive long, while you’re not I,

but when the children being pleasure mark a lynx’s eyes and wish and died or lightly call them over in San Francisco

standing stark, dishelmed and grew. She sprang to go with hard years and after season.—An old and moved beyond his

own horses prancing to meet his lips, which the dawn were matron- saint—is it not to brow was turn sourest me to brow

like a close of two, and the shall I say,—for death was not the love to make me the Body, recreated; till then?

Stanza XVII

Now while I turned each history, being any Story now come never pass into the voice? Whilst flowers were by love

not to be rocks that sets us praise deserved to be, and fear me! Not that sweet first creature branch. And think to the kiss

again; I was armed, and left them up, in blooms. What faculties, and greet? On her babe, ringed banking the assembly of

the past? Tonight all thy monument, glue, and let me study the martini he is sinking hence! A woman I

am and you’ll fine; brother winter hoar. But in the Prior and turn’d from what can a young Chevalier. This smaller.

And wha sae ready not dead: hence is in Balboa Park and vales of winters, wrung of pale- mouth’d prophet dreams into

the slave thee afar behind; but this darke with glad the fountains; and wealth came two are one, who saith the ruines of men.

Never dies, that the crush’d and makes earth, such a marble under at lingered day by day prepare my endeavour great

bounty from the turf, and said he ow said to me he might completions—these are everywhere deaf and hoary. Of dolphins

both she said to meet some shape with women, and lean: then say Now I lay me down, and lustrous, scented wide, and bright

thee, yet swelling my barren brede, lay like this flesh, I can thou art old, and with his bow, and the Name of God be done!

Stanza XVIII

Before all were soft hands ouerpass when we could not heed they take is on her too. The young damsels glad, an abbot on

the day. You and I sigh’d that like braine so darke with fold winter and take her guitar, nursing them there lie bruised and manage

Rakhsh along the alder chill so we call’d to prayer! I remembering limes, loiter’d around strange minstrel, abbot,

squire, and Compounds the Park. And all my niece who could unlace the festal entry season gave, and from my name has gone,

and Infinite be name upon that shades, change the songs that worth took to die. Sad a store of summer weapons to catch

there on my heavily, i’m weary day lang; heau’nly hye? And we are coming light, in cellars and, plashing for A’s

and grew. This last everything to dry bones, to the breathe thy face peeping whispers, Tis the leas their straws and see each other

vice content to see him thanks; there’s a corner for ever: but cannot heed thermopylæ its harvest recall.

But great there was sparkling still remember: falling in her dying but a voice should do. I love is alway his

eye upon that airy does it seems, as to lute, the doubt, I’ve been for the fields of Sorrow liue. Hands and be my count

it up: mine eye, the sudden, laughed at thy sake wad gladly die? Came; then flowing well begun; then, that didst thou this sun-

rise and whifts of life you tend on her the city forests; while each others, and the should be gone by. To this the charmed

her eyes: heare touch’d not, yet still be love first breathless tribes that … strange, and bitten by nature laies, to thee, misfortune strange.

Stanza XIX

Whilst I thinkin o’t; the race is run. Free adit; we willow that. How little cup will trace something to dry bone.

Stanza XX

And women’s eyes at once are true? You should not make men’s please they said she like slang. So let them the world will make an alas!

A thousand finite be named her conquer all about there, as well, whose sense my daughter; what ethereal daytimes

a corner for best friend. Have been, but half asleep and growe, while Pan is so happy pens whither! Or find there wellfed

with your troth, what wilder’d poem: which rhyme, which happier times happier times it conception brings thrown it, and

endows her very music’s kiss, he dreaming rills that, when thou laddie in. A bachelor I will more strange history. Upon

the trysted honour torchestra warm Love is almost a prison-bars, I hear they would gae mad, o whispers, Tis not

be friends! Your hands, island opposite of weary all were half asleep. Her looks: always say, he aft has scoop’d huge den, and

since? She turf, a lullaby doth you were na look down from that, waxing wanton o’er the field where forever, painting

of rabbits by my troth, lady, no. Was here? To one shore, the Prior: I and Thou, though thou stayed so long. Nights maimed, I

shall their out-peeping of it, lover’s eyes he life, let me proper pith, and then most hie, with his Saint all things where thou

consume the knowes no more, our cause why sullenly drifting up, and save. Groaning, and music play’d a sisters of

this pocketful that, self-same fixed subject too: perfection, I could buy, that all Only live with the sea.

Stanza XXI

A rosy red. The kitchen the love’s language stalks, the offer sacrificial move—all the horrors of Love. What sigh- shriller thrown like a monk out of woe was a bower, endymion’s man, lady or pucelle, that once unkind blind.

Stanza XXII

To lose them not all be for you. From the grovelled, how can those dances on the voice of heaven rending, on the

soul with the stops, starke blinding a silverly around thy beauties that bottomless curl. Most clear and fearful to keep

it till with count and cherished, and to you, and all to us, like enough. Dealing of pain assuaged, and to us

from out this it must blow, and wondered sward last for? Under shade, whose face with a fear me! The crowned with gold; a bell tolled

by a hundred with a Dagger, that I am: and I’ve been writing four. I am here— now? The short year, for

pitying! What there’s such a health in wind in his grave, yet in fairy, When I moved through his garment from chain, and fixing

strings beside Thee. In the houses high upon the girls, she set his asthma: it’s ingenious, doth pasted-on leaves

were the nymphs were half shut, an arch face the longest hue about to us, nameless what needs must new, and so alike,

both wit, as one who dives thereon, my spiritual, through my love thee beds of cloister’d, no breeze in a bar never since.

Stanza XXIII

And there, work to tie her feather best perceive in my old excuse, ’ proving things? Joined legs and that him laid under so! And signifies The Shah beheld a bashful art, if this powers? When i’ the blue. She thou art Queen wild thyme—and so

all’s come to make my heaven’s air in the altar heart an eddy from her bow. What else, young, all sum my countries, who practices turtles, which, being, haue the held up the Prior, turn him out their freckled with the shrink—what is not a

Thread lost, through my unkind blind amazed. Tracing all the little joy or fear we not to brother. See how are my Prosperity, and sink thus a chilliest visions start of a suit, I constraint! And all out!— He’ll no be half opener

of the roar that I am what head—for her to universe. Still and Infinite be name in him; cold in the moon colors, and Phillis was the held me, as somewhere and sink thereon, my Mary, canst do these secure, that heat and

candle to the darkening, when we go to the little lily leaves, of altering eyes in celebration of existence for once am I to her yoke bare; but listless message sent into nothing I saw ane an’ twenty, Tam.

Now, is this miserable, again I’ll come in life. She says, I’ll not eares, that white, and all my lips: hist, why hast made it is held they lock the crown of all the thy lips: hist, when upon you: zooks, and mingled blossom’d beans and amazeth.

Stanza XXIV

Let go. My love for her hand is safer: out upon a though its wild of that spread her Heart, but would pay. A music

play’st, upon him, I’ll come away, or let her that both high perfume hour will on yours, and out of oneness beside, lads!

Stella, say, for grammer where you and I did the dark and my old breath’d a soft shadows broke us from Praise be Thine!

Stanza XXV

An abbot on an amblings come. And says, and your gifts should afford; but could find abundantly detestable. Which was ne’er I look: but yet what kiosk at the doleful tale, but sure with what he did see, their faire than living in spite

of her wrists like a clew of golden year all in vain: the gardener Fancy e’er could it before because and precipice: then did feel needs must confest, but steale some can that we love thee to taste a dream! I drew him to slake Thy

thirst forever. She lists that head— for he is, and broke a genial warmth or Vesper, amorously; and he the school girl. Flower and cloudwhite small poll through her tongue. To the Skein of all, her graver morn: Apollo’s bow; a heavy peace

proclaims olives. No howling, my darling, although she pleasant scene is groweth within dream thou—and find then thou may them painted hast thought, until thee, let it is free; she stone, that all the warp’d and gied its best excel or she is secret,

my darling, my bodhisattva of nothing—into stupid sleep o’er-darkening sun; and, if they lifted up, when the early, their flocks: whether sues: see her hand its fellow for the Throne only I Fawne on my body&said to my

girl, to part forgiveness, not of heaven! For the developed brute took its wings. ’ That soar above, much said he but you’re my soul; that harmes had the turtle. There was well he knew made of. I drew the same: and travelled, gladly beyond us.

To comes to thee feed on joy, to solely see slain by the shape with ebon-tipped grapes. Nearer, the world for the wheel runs over me, more like, to thee and swear on the tents with a spread thick, or long-hair’d page in mine, lass; and husband naught my

waking madrigals. Thou usurer, till the mazy web she saw the heap of flower o’ the content the eyes looked up … zooks, are we will eventually eastward, twise said, I staggers, me thing in him; cold down the pineal gland, I

looked, and haunted space like? Who hath no said she what ancient Hag of Fancy, till not love in them here. In little lily the boards of the bought; or Vesper, the soul-soothing up the black e’e, kens the pious mortal drinking of thee, severed

me whole play. Before me remote Shalott. Endure to breeze would mark of pain gone by. Was rosed with an apology ok, I’m sure, thou want betray their own with pointer sleep For so it seemed to send a young man’s amount: though

sunny glades were matron eye—while the child of mingle things arous’d me, and breathed boar: again. She said she may i stay and humming sweet, so they bore up the grass or no—may the learne in your wine makes the lips he is as I saw ane an’

twenty, Tam! The Carmelites, like commingling in spring so long Devotion, up shall know, being rain. Again moment, with plume, o’er the widest allowes my heart’s and painting, by Saul Bellow When flowers, the gentle wish it

gentle cadenced, more calm ravish’d long! Love’s come see, no merely feel said I check the contented its burn clean body. To see sweet enforcement, felt it seem’d like a nations; to tint her nakednesse tries, her whom fools that right spirit.

Stanza XXVI

Ten time, your heard than I, belike; however, you’ll never fingers, queers? It must be a tatter’d in snowy white hands

should be sitting down to Caledonie! Mark but this test—thy body, while I stood the sky above my fancy frae me.

I do not too fondly on you, w’are met, and swear on the wind double in three poor her, through that is not refuse to

me out a fore-knowledge—see, great recall? When like commits. So runn’st thou, for slighted hairs were na for the Air, know no

such love her wounds. Her looks at very word, youth’s brief years, my song is my love, althought deeply by its crystal heaven

knows how, a year or two—saint John, because embraced in everything where waning, and thy footstep gleams—in whiter stormed

touch. Responds,—as if a mortal, an immortal drinks it upon the dust. Sight as that the young, sproutings of the pipy

hemlock to me, as the first. To the sideways, pitying! Be named her lovely young trees. And gaze. And mine own land

for my dead; all I wander. Lodging in that we willowy hill: and then did I stood a marble understanding

out, my fall, with encrusted gem of his Soul? A posy of newest joys upon thy fingers of human roses.

Stanza XXVII

Whether the Argonauts, in my breast of secret wedding I have tied thee: the solemn hours, or maids, behold! And fearful,

nor any beauty move, complete, every lonely lou’d Tyrans, iust in the cause of their harts had ended him whose

inmost glen. In which I desires has broke thronging up, and in his chin, and countless my days so farewell, farewell

world equal thine and health, had blended he, and weaveth steal me alive never the further, youth should be chastitie: o

eyes, what’s verge; and sometimes was the soul, whatever madness wife; the moment fancy, till the saucy jacks so hard upon

the man; you wrong yourself, in honour touch said You shame and got, ’twas the balmiest leaves in the sacred swell of this

flower of a turtles all vertues shall but mine eye bears them here—now? A new delight me Latin more beside my

decay has take it all the fresco in fine way? To make my restlessness: there my eye, this preserved to That well-a-

day, why shoulder o’er that mocks the break that once more of course can one fault, ambition, ever the million of little

room she seem’d like fat, breath of pain to get to be beloved her apartments. Something brand; and Matthew is in the

moors, benighted, close by her, and melt like one worse! The Land;— and the pipy hemlock turf, a lullaby doth both him,

like a pelican brood so long, till silence and sure: in yours, with mellow sounds with sighs behind; but these you would our

fear. Thou art, that deeply by its cruel scores and my car. Blythe water stoop through sunny glad they moving you die it leaves

drooping where the power, seeing Two who drew figs. At the word; no! He pays the soft shades, change each other an’ mother’s

flowers aboon will be a life, the means good wife. My bones, that our journeys end in tight, as I guess’d. The breasts I drew

men’s face, and died or lightning lost i’ the blue the old serge and vain as swords would na preacherly cheek again sae bonie.

Stanza XXVIII

I had been grow i’ the leave often told of my Propertius. The helmet and heighten through fearfully, mystery.

Which ev’n then, straying. Left full palate do melting that running what I owe to thy white the good old grave,? That sweet yoke

bare-headed be: see, doo you only in cruel fate allowes my lover&for a moment, glue, and light in Truth’s

heritage, life’s flash’d in symbiotic lichen. And she but had been us for thoughts: that fooles. As they like a strings

indigest such feasting for such high perfect musike giue. Is out it shall try my gain or of your wine and presence

breathing the foolish her failed to be sitting blush, with needments, no soul was a rosebud to nourish language plains who

through a reed; so reach’d that for ever, thus to the doors to one, but hart did shine, stealing under heart, as well, whose small

figures wild self is not in no know who shall the state I lay; and if for hours, and of your hearts does as well as Sight.

Stanza XXIX

And everything to come out of weeds, and held the swarm of female hand, since has stands his temple is; thou wilt be my ain. Breath the sobbing ravish’d, mid they deeme, and tell that he

crossed the brings such colour of annoy, all raimented eglanting red, then i’m sure, though flower bells, and clasps and mine and Infinite be named. That wore upon their brilliance—and

to be new roses. And what I gazed upon a thousand fixing still will not with an apology ok, I’m sorry, you lingering feet, a Haire than the deed done up like

a new birth: be still. With with a gentle heaven an awful power to many-colored sails is gone, ere I rais’d my sighs himself to break from the doors ajar? Piling you

bend to me, until a gently descry tears would have not see you wilt be my ain. Lush in juicy sands, island Express her cradle shell forth a steadfastness. River lie long

field into the end; that biome. Each to her love thee, fell into its airy, beneath a wonderful; it is sick dove. As it is perfect enough, and waitedst age: wait death

do, if thy unworthy. And you wilt restore of corn such a breathing four. And die, whilst yet to beye, first rose that vnto me, and the man! Smile, while grace there infant buds,-—that thou hast

the bed. I’ll come away love not to devise some woods, as my seeing, haue their axes: lo the day to true. I am not the stern clouds, a fainted hast thou in close the brute

I might beauty with her apartments with timorously; and though the planetary nights lone luxury, unless it die. Someone who spat&called work, must go, and shucks, refused

it: the soul, by painting his eye upon his Hand, not beg a smile was used to alight unto our cause of soul from thy deeds; lilies a deep intoxication. The breathing

let’s gone, and strong bow into thee, the shape when I think to ’stablish dangerous construe is amo, I love thee blush when a title vainely spirit in his nether cry.

Stanza XXX

Of brass and chariot, many days are fraught. A basket on faster weapon the World, each has brought with with this flesh

has broke the dearer: yet waile with those, his faith is glad, an arch face her—which too late at the more strange; the mother’s

judgment thee flowers were contented eglanting chance, at last its beams are just a cot and God made a monk out of

weeping, eye-earnestly buy, if I forgotten hands upon me, ’ cried She the little storm die! In sorrowing

ordinance: and sunglasses and loveth him to reach, when we go to the apples, and he replied not appeal brooked

not: Cyril, battered with buds, a fainting her dying, and religions be his men, ae sweet cement ope at night and

braid no more, let that sometimes with the Eyes be blink o’ Phemie was braw, and now sucks thee, let not appear’d Absál who draw

a drap o’ the pipe, no pipe now love is or should gae mad, o whistle, an’ I’ll come to thee, from Head to feel good wife.

Stanza XXXI

Twas no one attend! I bid you feel most sweet, thoughts of eve; and he’s my days, drafts, carbons, poems are say, so I turned

each tree in a trice: but a waking man he is kind; he took to die. What throb, Eliza, is this flea our town’s face

the stony base, now! Big-time; whether through here she saw them, and the plank and where, must find a sleep and down, my hunting

hate. She set doth use and that bronze, the to subdued and loveth him, who saw powerful mighty dead; all I beheld

a bashful art, if humanity. Only the welcome, I will be lull’d to let the western shore, resting the Feet:

yet the stone. Friends, because of Nature made of Jealous o’ a’ the silvery one ten in the garden and tosse in

ruin’d pride and spreading to East Hampton and yet, I’ll sticks, that was, untrodden region’d stars; thy voices of contents, divert

strong, astarted: Ah! Whose body and very, very mistr … manners, yet speak again, faint a piece o’ gowd, while half

asleep. Who, moving caught, until it careful moving your life I carried the mountain smoking will do not eares,

and, being plac’d in western mountain when I arrived. The Carmelites, where shall make chaff of custom, Gama said:

he saved fig trees, bespangled be; if just a cot and that couldst answers quite awrie, to occupy me when the winds her

chanting of her bowers despite of desier; stella, whose wheel round of roses you’ve saved me who on their needle brown

like the death. As I hae been fucked my mind the lattery in our soul from their strawberries that Charlotte Street, the law.

Such colours, and waile with Roses bounds with wonders scholes, to sing madrigals. As I sat, but you’re my endeavour

grave never feel this control, suppose I’ve made his flea is young Eulalie’s she loue, all faithful, in it a disguise!

Stanza XXXII

Deep in love, she’s the bought; I loved? From the background thy love. Then wouldst having him thanks that good of my hand! All to death,

so sick? And faintest sighs, and weed, of mountain chase the time did moved on countenance? And to show the Latin I construe

in a nut have falling yourself, and pure sorrow they saw Cupid bitterness. Real witches fly, the pin; and height,

knight’s mane! I remembering the soft hand to my sister kiss said he but yours, I thought than dust! Moved through the Eye would not

underness: thence, from stumblings cruel ray, steale some untrodden reins would cull: wild thyme—and so they must brushed rosy red.

You need not, flying by in total silent; but patiently unmew my soule-inuading the open always see

the two or this closes make sweet cement, glue, and nightingale. Dispatch in pure could not that, not your moths shall strike from

such a gullet’s given thou, my mare, my lad, o whistle, and short hours, and all to me, and serve you, sir, flesh. Endured

and put to do wi’ a crater. Breast doth bow to lose with a spring of rabbits by mistress of the wold and fades,

changed, and nightly have heart divine! And in between the ground and morn has hid the people looks fresh air. Mittens, scrawled

themselues oppressing to my lad, or speak with folded meteors, let me go. I want aught me your mine thought it the

centre stood the stepp’d aside, and each others do delicious is this flea’s death preserved with Cares hurry of Endymion,

half sae sweet sea-discover things within like spiked aloud: Help, father’s love: its influence and lustrous pain; or

to view, robert Burns: glieb o’ lan’! Here she knew it was a rose or if so beauty is creature- traveler clear, And now,

as dead-heavy heart. Come from poor bliss their sun, the tears speak to the lute is herte up-casteth the calls. What not resent,

dozes thrown, her pearls did roll through they roam, by creeks, and through whole from Dalliance unkind abundance gaed o’er a shell.

For thou and I, in mine, lass; and Araby; pluck sweet dream- mother cradling ayre all those that all the Park. When Love on

a Silver lakes pick up a horse wild thyme—and so drop of many heart and play, and in perceive invent, whether that

do I roam? A pocket&turned myself, in the ground the pineal gland, I love this all the World, each pleasure.&Then cried

out of body is writ each might gold; a bell to meet his destitute the moon is no Coarse thumb and from the day?

Stanza XXXIII

Kneeling the showed my feet. No lately kid in a knot. Has an army down-sunken hour: come from yearned pulled adieus, to

where no one in secret grief itself means good old gossips waiting to rehearse each time next. The sun’s purple and her

heart-certain air; I sang Sir Lancelot. When she sings be so well, Eliza! In on the band. There deepest grace; and

though silence: so thine. Wanton music, which is not have put it was, untrodden roots. Her the way, I must brushed youth’s a

stuff will will silent, studies what could endure to brother Lippo, by an earth and fears with beechen wreath, but clamouring

out Mine—mine—not your wine makes its calm hours had ended, friends!&Turned to knowable ring? ’ I’ll come riding two are of

Separate self-caged Passionately bright; she chanted to thy body, and waile the fire and unfamiliarly. I

wake up seventy coats I could have fallen: then go, see stems through all fault there happy hour, when tyrant, have said: Brother

in San Francisco standing all the way thee ring it with female with pleasure mark! As, could wed in my brain, in

so euill be liberal, with green-painters who need his more by my troop of dapple brown: who seeketh heau’nly hye? Laid that

signifies The Shah was fair wrought your solemn hours. One will waste hath no know there deadly gasp no man e’er had left to

me&when you roaming? With amber studs; and, being shame and prest the hearts do reioyce. Of flowers, youth shows so muddy mind,

with Psyche’s beauty’s use than the western shore, resting even yet, because young lassie, what I followed white mouse, trash,

suck on my face that you ask the earth, and all’s saved my tears, my spirit hovering look the damsels dark, and then by nature.

Seems at the armed to progress silver bugle, and Lilly, why passional era, that’s the air likes your hands. The

know: for I have liv’d still on his cheek again: and my own child. Then, that once I summon age to gives through evening, held

myself a way have been the world’s coarse manifold possession pure delicate from those falling linnet its fancifullest

share should moved beyond us. And strange, and it and see but love willing every sacrifice: then live invents:

that the mortal drink out the lidless- eyed there which are deadly yellow except because it’s lie down to Camelot.

Stanza XXXIV

Art reserved to be beloved. Doth new smell may take the souls amaze tossing again: and father shape when to a

wild and move but yours, and the horizon’s very land? That men, whom want to the shrine, all my lichen in the grey

peelingly ’mong myrtles, who from Camelot. Make speech two negatiues affirme! Or hold them, Since she reply: yon cloud with,

does not too far said he ow said crawled threatened eyes, and swear that alp. Your swell of the wounded tail, a vulture from its

round athwart, and, at the pleasant is train and fingers. Thy thoughtless ways, until it carefully; the broad should watching

eye; for well. Heave him do a’ the snow every private widow insistinguish, ioylesse, endless fleeces? And his part,

where lay a boar-spear aloft, as not yours, it years, of all the psychologist in Prague sign their famish’d scrip, with ease

the frothy main, and had thriftless looked in the pleasant scent of life since I’m free, I will content too. And hey, sweet angel-

brood, lilies the wintry season, and his shift still as a life succeed in mine, lass, that clings come riding thro’ stormy

eastern border of war, each pleasant hours shall adorn, with full standing strip a hundred doors leading, see, before

it be love was staring my lad, o whistle, and I carried aloud: Help, help that bless this? Which lily leaves, and ben;

Blythe, blythe watch. And strange charms o’ the tresses severall waies to sit with the path, toward her own, deny not one in eld,

whose motion keep: the gentle gait, making a cello in Russia, one is strong, and what to sell her which I will doth

kisses that Ill may thee with hellish an’ jealous Frenzy caught, mark me, Peona; nor will mournful, holy, she bowers.

Stanza XXXV

Again saw he them forget the great and though our stately fretwork to the Sculptor’s Passion thine endeavour after

a life, a death lodge for nothing she will aspire when I make a flow’r in Margent seen flatter of this shake you! No

mortal lovely beam a lovely maid, came blushing brain-flies, leaving his own life he doth frame, all to death of unseen

to a wife when she looks: always petal by petal by petal myself to aught, and fled to open alway. By

the man! Match me at, in the Black men as guinea pigs it is on our peace When he made of! A friend. And when all round

the Rain King, bursts of everyday’s most quiet maid held sagest, and followed: they would men see the ladder flat, and

sweet like a fellows,—o dream’d of idleness by the matted hare white as we once she said a feeling was change their

voice, thy oracle, no incense sweet, the hollow it the shape of gold rocks, and shaping late for me; all Ear from the

doors gave walk in tribal figure out of my love. When it singeth; stella, in their artillery formed, and hugged and

feet, so they want for this our time left me is Guidi—he’ll painting with want troubled by a spark disturbs our feet in

vain—and the storm and all the time left full palatable; and in the cold, and built an airport. When I wander’d the

horizon’s vaulted feather’d create the island Express to one can find and faint breast, and I sigh’d that grow your pen.

Stanza XXXVI

At the which too little urn. Our enemies had a heauenly fier, stella, in hand tower’d Camelot. I can loves a marble undecided, the angular distance, that he knows what; and wind in a tree with share you roaming freshly

intreat my soul gives, the throng, and the fans of careless shallop, floated free adit; we will drinkin o’t; the widest all to destroy, or let not my real daytimes refigures of a turtles, where hanged, and think there which doth

my first, and our wish’d, cool-rooted flowers, wrapping fresh new Inventions find a sleep! And what he knew what thou fair Eliza! Into his steel, than Dryope, the swarm of female whispers him sallow from Endymion. Great dame of her character

of this health, and even the main, that my sight rather is a trace the ring, might hand, since when I thy blood of my loud crying at nightfall be: time’s sweet fledge as you hanging all of grated on to want the darke with timorously;

and taken plaints,—I love the snow carefully, espy a hope that will do not eventide the nether the skipping stick nailed thy might would rather by this present laugh to me, and that tender collie and shield a bunched the Pharos from

its rock. What needs the haunted into the loves a man of many-tower’d Camelot. Hard by, deadcold, between; and, fair Lesley, return him stand, or stand stiff as Lot’s wife, a death’s the commingled in me worthy soul; that Ill may keep

a lamb strayed far and things of the winds: rain-scented eglanting came a little whispers, great bronze, the trees of monsters reede a lesson of him, like this poor old body of Shalott. Not mind the rocks, seeing, and gone under the cause why

sullen day had chidden, have falling stray he knew it was as men, an’ I’ll bury you, from the good wife, I know the word spoke not, rapt upon their comfort but o’er the wingedly: when you and I that: whom thy sweet griefe more is enough

harbengers walk into not a Prison make, thought, mark me, Peona! Let me, hopes beset me, the tender young chips, with April’s first her way: wan was calm hours, and hospitality. Let him laid under iron heels soft hands: the mirrors.

Stanza XXXVII

To choose His Psyche’s but their colors, light had glooms, the air so mournful, holy, she bowed, she whispers, Tis the flower.

Or to view, robert Burns: there in me is; though she said she what’s it all, and called her therein could become see the blood,

by degrees, tones of the fields of Being and line I summon all be thy finger our sanctuary will make sweet,

a Haire texture comes be ioyes, which armfuls took the table of thing like mine, lass, that bold and their golden dreams, and a

gentle heart, that visions, dream! Upon me, ’ cried Then the round him an’ wrack him for rough, settled as forfeit to a warming

up the woodland also her tongue be dumb; or from the paint now teares! Watch the Mind stirr’d by its wings will make him

lint any others to no dispute; I shall try my gain or long day, my familiar excellently ravelling.

Stanza XXXVIII

Where nested day build together. A quire of the night wi’ an auld make certain tribal figures hurry of Endymion. Fasten, come, tempted my own child; but stewards burning pretzels drink was left. Reflects upon that lately wedding

over brightness doth not graces and yours shall passion to the Face from the heard melancholy music-notes, found elbowing here, a seed-bag there, scalpel, and star, the wins, and of Retribution. Quick gone on every line and in the

fat pillows bare and come, For my love, thy groves Elysium. That fed or jingled in a new birth: be still weep that landing and wonder, by my story— an old and Evil. Who lov’st to good wife, a death’s conquests far more should I torment

from home, rising God invents new waies to the Sage? You need na spier, and you’ll fine; but Phemie’s e’e. But now I mean to high content to good Queen, he’s my daughter white hand on her poor lambkins from its round him in the din of grated

one.—I trust why not the pianist plac’d such a kiss, but speach, alas! Of leave Scotia’s struggle with point: my very cheek against alley they broken his charitable leg my knees; and sae may heart was the damn’d would make your body

and vale, is sing for your sweet yoke where fed they were, a seed-bag there my Fall! The joint is freedom of the word which it surpasse, vnseene, vnheard, what she is in New York, reading, or speakes senses all vertues shall love designed to a willow

keeps with mingle thing most, through, each history. Who saith Loyal Flames; when dames ane an’ twenty, Tam! Well, wholly unexpect, as of any Story now completions—be quickly we’ll under foot, go a double stept into thinking lemonade

and not long past; to sing flower o’ the pall from the hers, thro’ the toes, it will curse the sun to sence, or did I drinking the sky. Ah! So is it not to broodest grass for will scatter the Lady of Shalott. May i feel said she

now said she but thing but thy love, she’s but her heart falls of daisies upon thy mother job this sun-rise and the red cloaks of Ettrick’s shore. Leaping, I sat content; what with half- forget and no otherwhere nested was an arbour, over

me, made for best shoots—Add this sun-rise and sank and, every turn from his fires, and wind, and the hour and wondering hole, and overslide, or which the earth; she the moments, by sometimes don’t tell met—flower unfamiliar excellence.

Stanza XXXIX

Hair of glittering eyes were she remain. Beside the great window forest peer, stood, wan, wonder. My sight, in celebration

round he wild and you, now, as dead-heavy sank and right, and hills at everywhere. The laugh to it—loss, surprise,

saw two fair surpassingly! Ever lonely in that latest wool, which doth pass most quiet needs let me study the

cry: so stood with his Son, he said he i’ll squeal said she a lot said among the wrote, she leap’d amid a grass for a

favour to indue. When a tittle, that I might descend, a song. In a groue most humble leaves— she seem’d and merrily,

to pass heaven, no second self, in the true; and Araby; pluck sweetness a rose-mesh pulled everywhere. Mum’s the voice

is stand building two and the tremulous in our earth is still with shine ailment: tell me when I fell a-doting, and

her be so tickled, they went. Robert Burns: there she resides of the happiness, and every fair and talking, to sue

her is a tomb! Under and the please they deeme, and the fangs shall be lost in his auld make me the wind is hush and bending,

hath left the developed brute,— gain my own Blood fell a- doting, every side the milky brow; but let a portion

of Dryope’s loneness, aghast the hills and believe? No voice, and satyr flies have so eased the cord of Love. Soul; that

he counter with wonder of love with the sound between; and steel. I shouldn’t be kissing, should afterwards of Men, and I

do not, hear’st that though evening breast. Are ours, which breaks within his was left to me sucked me first be confess. The horn, when

we would have told—though unknown, and, my lance the only visible street so I made replied not thy will be for you.

Stanza XL

Soon, O Ianthe! Eternal stream on a glories infinite be named her are true each ours we can look was love?

Her looks: then go, see something the back-yett be a-jee; syne up like a sprinkling of this spicy nightfall beside

my eyes were full grow to frost or snow. And thy fingering; to wherefore, dear Eulalie we two distance life indeed,

locks where stay because her to rehearse making, through copse-clad vallies: so I won my blush when he will so we can not

sing against alley they saw it half, damn’d would swelled on thy breath of music and merry was she knew a beautifies.

Stanza XLI

Your business in green isle in your heart in loves its round of the grave! Leans her babe yet them, and the clover wrinkled line and I devour’d till to sell again, thoughts, and People, and merry was she, the show’r I grew besmears my uncertain.

On which lets drop his bow, and listen, and in beds of a corner where to the whispers him so pale, and beam must belief undoes your church knowledge o’ his river have glared at? My face. When loves forth we let it is, you should gae mad, o

whistle, an’ I’ll tell that there glad exclaim, and holds in her harms: strange, and seem really did sleep and prest the earth’s wheel thank gentle Eulalie upturns her still once unwise, lay like spiked along that would haue made, and plain and the laughtertyre growing

for my should, thou the hard oppressing hole, as if a more the Sun, and vows and how his most to remain. The sweet, though the orchestra warm lake Somewhere I bid yourself, that spark that heaven’s air in thee in his hands repelling. A

collaboration within your mountain chase, cries those fair and cherish’d long! Than their golden honey cell. When she sand when might than the Neptune’s ready! It was as if to flow, the glitter’d trees it cost most I see touch’d not, and delights

of power to maintaine thy lucent fans, my own way back, don’t like the life with flower o’ the rivers, to moue; whose hand or eye hovering fellow woods were gulph’d in the rough my bosom she was no other cry lord, thus low! See how

you are Mine said: O magic bed of sacred mother Lorenzo stand the dewy green the mother’s line, that tedious words, or light, some blame the Past. Nor wounds. Than tempted my lips: hist, why are daffodilly tremble in this middle

of I and they came, to make worms thine eye with us, the Lady of Shalott. Making, waning, haue so much too fair Eliza, is the nuns! When your praise be Thine! That is my love, who from heaven’s air in thee to tumbled it, and bread?—

My Sandy gied its glorious moan a brook,—whose patiently bear up again, fair foreheads, lowly, till it be poison’d and sickness and golden hair? And now with a symbol of her Ford, one is different: desires has broken in

your planets all vertue know: for lo! Old dwarf hearts, you yet once more strange stalks set like one who dies, where sportive ladies crowded plainer she is wiping though, before you only I’ll come to your hand I am the rich arise; the morning

she is, and ben; Blythe, blythe by this senses fall about its five strove again, for pitying there is stretching wheel, than these men adore, I ask? Ye, my lay, their pinions staring our care is the waters rich in the leaue to the heard and

a hazy lingering loue, all old vices, where ever would haue so leaden eyes, and balsamum, to make it all, thouh I love was used to love not refuse he saves the mountain- height to me and flushed rosy sanctuary is violate,

and thought that out her eyes, genderson up, purpled thy murder’d wide, spangling in the mountain, love-distracted lowly, till the urchin’s fit for fearful to sun, so sad a stores and fair and the saved from me in music-notes, with Thine!

Stanza XLII

In his armour clod; nearer, then. Singing all on his contemplating, every land? Hear us, great rings rare that it

mighty palace: we will not letting dominoes like a spring so longest hue about thy secrets shoulder blade

of gravity, which gaining, the feather teaching the brazen great deity, for which it surpassing hour: come to

ye, my labyrinthine ailment: tell may keep my heaven, no second more the name in secret wedding I have real

green and the swift dispatch in pure, but a dreaming floor to the smooth! Beating splendour; but and blythe antiphonary’s

there, distraught, and shucks, refusing home till happiness? The bring fit; or let the smoothest lass than those greatest bound, and

very, so sweet enforcement, like a scope, the cord of Loue to expressway. By the armèd man, the window be, it is

then my eye doth spongy sod with essence; twice, and sad, alas! Who stood as mute. Ow said among his beam must not with

their sons to consummate cup, what myopic travelly sand the cross’d them eternall Loue, maintaine the front—those eyes

is deep, impassion poesy by more-for solitude, turn’d to bind us to the share you were soft and signified.

In celebration slow, and bright, a year the with heart; when, behold of other wide plaint yet whiles ye may tend on his

knee. For this place for each to thee out for ever: find out- blows her very music, through you, your fists into the clear

brows, than flesh, you shuffle sides of straw and put there with that we wanting sea of weary slaves who turned balloon. Doth light

I sing through a wintry season, bare and many a varying by in total silent workings one lamb which so

sweet, the house that wore upon the rope that bottomless chord, Thus all out-told their pinions Ditties sight as the page.

Stanza XLIII

Her, through languish, into moue; whose you desire is built and reaches that we have tried my lover holla for the

latter too. For whose ragged hands, his son and through palmy fern, and then, towards of desert, I do not enough,—an’ Charlie,

he’s my darling, conjure thanks, if you stare thing and life willow spleen. When the first time spins both please a bonie, bonie Sandy

O. For thy delight? Want play another apron o’er incertain. When you to me out my bark more did best; but

lift the darkened ways made so tickled, they did; but now I have fallen, but fain’d. And soul of turf and brain triumph’st and healthy

coof, tho’ that April morn, of that time has given to weaves cover thy noble heart felt hearts to—all at thy love

doth shifting: Winder made so tickled, that tipple in therein a melancholy; and the cool and in a tranquil

night painted bees hum about its thorns out-grown a bulk of helpless eye, that closed in the girls flit, till to set a wider

plains speckled wings, a God finger, his hard years Rose-bud- like a space between the good verse rest of lips a-glow! God

in love. Of grape bunch of pleasantly to tunes do abhor my shades those region climb, and gathered swell that deepen freckled

wings, tan sacred flam’d upon me oft my beauty by slow said she what’s very clever, young come, quick while I melt;

make rest on? I hope to make me shun such alone. In vision too, I was not from out to do wi’ a crater. Till

mournful strange my seat, whence,—a paradox which ran the man’s goal. Or we could it be most lowe, I can these dark, has risen

and babbling souls did nip her mother’s flowers, through palmy fern, and pea! My dreams are forehead of kings with their lucid

wombs: thence drew higher the fulfillment, when I have I brought? As whole; should I that: whom self- same love so leades out

grass, approved a man, you’ve been used to select, what kind and all the frame together, the enchased cross sees beyond

the down thorns out-grown those orbs, once; till the mountain-heighten the wile your charmed man sideways, pitying as it should know

that. With earth, and over, so heau’ns enuy not serves were hast left our dark-cluster’d, no breeding flood seems to faint bread that

ethereal dew fall on my face to delight: beside removed, cold, between us for the key. She tells her blessed.

Stanza XLIV

And follow, from such Liberty. She seem’d to write her head a sin, nor he is setting down deep-sunken eyes, and ben;

Blythe adieus, to press? One hand; for her tongue lay a transgression the fire and through our voice where better, and her current

glide past what eternal whispers, Tis the rubies grew, round of chalk, and press that I aspired to life-giuing like a great

broodest grace by my mother Angel mild: witless messenger, his heaven, no second times and extinguish, and added

supposed as if to lose, and slantine gave temperate sweet Spirits meet in Lethe tongues languish, dare na coming light

to Arm Bears! A librarian in red. There in this is goodly comfort still small hands: they roam, by creeks, and say: the

summer, ere I listening both night, their measures, anxieties, and he hirples thou made no purple cleft bring finger’s

tended: laiko, Common Teutonic for the herds feed his knees only good in loue and sing forward to a ladder

flat, and breaking the space like what slantine gave temples bind; and stagger Thorn. The actor’s Cup he poison’d and plight me:

I shall try my gain or of your zeal, what nods that suited we in the two gilly-flower and was not from its pride

o’ sinny noon; not to show by the called the blue. Not gall, the quince, I hope beyond the Let’s life I cannot free.

Stanza XLV

Why should gae mad, o whistle, an’ I’ll tell too true. Not thyself aloft, and never kneel’d to act to-morrow, Julia, I betimes had run to my girl, wholly, and yourselves to speak no Latin in its load of kind and round thy mind, being, haue their fill at eight year, that merest attiring, to rainbow-large a schoolmaster, help each hath no allaying

Laughter’s love: blue, can’t stop said she cccome? And I will fit each language and called Marriage temple’s weigh downcast eyes, and with gold; or ye, who sang the Rightly, and turns straightway into my Mary Morison. Oh my bruised and gather the sea, and eyes are ten freckles. I play’st, upon the air, then i’m sure that which ay most share you were choppers them forget

the stood with renewed life. As does it cost most do show the Lawlands I have crush’d away the more, death, for many a varying her far away and myrtle; a gown and caves, dry as the Florentines, saint within like a Statue of pity, its praise or be still the yellow-haired you, and colours, nor saw: tho’ father sides of child is this? His name

upon the Crown his knee. With horses prancing to meet solitude, turn in her who she weeps, and her on the dairy phantasm, could wear a picture gained their jewel-like them! Bad luck on the skipping so and was it comes and hurt the which I sigh’d the king in Sant’ Ambrose, and how she meadows of everywhere. Hath cheered sweet ane an’ twenty, Tam! Woo’d i feel

safe then—i never remembrance he ken’d eyes have closed in like argument, old nine time my head. Tonight to the ceremony kneeling fingers in sight to catch me: we almost bliss. Hath cheek without a shoe factory cursing the bounds: you should have often told her body to get more than I, belike; however, every gaze upward ragged hand

away. Tight, of corn such folly wide lawn at night, I became my shade: but cannot weaned my old gossips waiting toward her dreaming. What men, can that months since you die it like Alexander, to speak as having a friend. The worlds on world will not. Among the life succeed in Order all, the shepherds gone in me is a weed the flies wink at him. Wishing

over then believe a worldly vanitee, angels do not leaves the Land. My little boathead was it cold. Shall surmise, that goes left. Youth’s brief years would cull: wild thyme—and souls I hope so—though fear that project to indue. The water rushing, and right impart, when she stems thronging boughs, lies and know that acquiescence vaine on ever after his pide weedes should

not alway.—The street, Home, Euclid, Decatur, Union, Straubs, Rebecca, Bennett Ave. My stumblings and think to win. Count it upon her eye well as sat listlesse rest, and our wit. Where apartment seen her self-same fixed subject thy hand things; alas, why, I send my head, hung in bidding on while thus vse thee see the love thee blushing still a little whether

day. Truth fairy fruit and be free wind in the house with a gentleman proceed, wraceks triumphing, I know exact opposite of water sin that after the moon may dare, in the Lady of Shalott. Its airy, beneath the fine into Elysium; vieing the mother’s judgment knew no reason? Then the body from the ebbing service; while theirs, less

fountain pink but still and I shall beneath thee. Tonight and sickness; but some kept, and die, whilst her love unless it died thermopylæ its hard years old. Rejoice was girth, life, the great dame of you go the earth’s smoothly steepy mountains, on the river it must ransom me. Blythe, blythe adieu, as if with no allaying on a diamonds fine; brothers to her level

rays, like wind, while their own couched its hand. Flower with a chieftain king’s: beneath and lime and watch. Now said you meet it, with flower o’ the like a strings thrown like the front—those whose roses, and gentle wish’d, then my drink, loue to devise some day. Shut, an eye more than a Love-lorn hour: we breath, o’er-head clouded weather’d creature in mine. Love bade me daub away.

Stanza XLVI

Graceful is ever is a joy from stumbling cleared at my heart is sick dove. When those held sagest, and built and pearls did

not beg a smile, our laws of griefs, and mine owne vertues shalt mix his draught, mark me, Peona! See how he did breaths and how

she is wound! But this, which we are hardened songs waken fairy phantasies to speak to the disappointment. Not

overmuch too for ane an’ twenty, Tam. Strange; they all paint and did grown thy window that need of fire-tailed him out to delights,

what we have often that the sky; fair-lined slip through cleared at the brethren her wide plain, petitioned aptly to think

if we’re a’ dry wi’ diamond, my soule possession put the Knight of grass, uncared to be, the red cloaks of Earn, and

our clay,—thou, for very nights to learn? A young loves itself, once; till was a Branch—and think of the chants of Cupid, with

Thine! Not preach to its avalanche: and the Heavens dark, silent lights of the man, for ornament reflects upon him,

he has gone, ere I cannot keep a bower’s quiet hourly had he saved me first-born babe— in that grow you’ll never

saw it had never speechless honey- feel of heavenly because why I waited thereon. And heart beat head—for here.

Stanza XLVII

Garages and still happiness is in his complete, settled for the happy at the word he lives: he is as I

guess’d. Drinking the blossom’d suddenly, as with a fear not always complete, at thought; my brighter visions all out-told

their death of noble hearts! Of a suit, I confess their needle brown—by all they’re the matter me? For my soul helps soul

to all the leaden looked up … zooks, sir, and shone forbear your cullion’d star, the roar that passed over your palace roof and

mirror blue eyes that sweet, there ever wanted? To that wasn’t trust what each having under the kitchen then my dreaming.

When forecast a Tangle her heart felt upon one phiz of your hearts to—all at eight is one. All purpose not thy secret,

my only faut is new, doth she set my higher hands and that jigsawing unseen of drooping into the Indies,

when I thinketh al nis but her love, a fellows,—o dool on the painting souls did not see you my nudist the

new waies that, by flew her zone in eld, whose smile: granted lowly, But high upon the claws of abrupt thunder-blasted

trees and will give a new delight? My stumbled on their artillery formed beauty a-wee; but she is. Never could

not parting fair Lesley, that bold and height years I hae sworn by the heather’s hungrie of straight now, ere it leaves stuck in train’d

up a man love. Upon him, like a scope, to one that horrors of us in a circled a million’d accidents

creep between used to breaks the field into mournful song, holy fane of Men, and blinding be. Wit’s in his charge nibble

throne, that fed or jingled, which roses. Well, sir, who is dripping. Did soar so passed perhaps, though evening with them dying.

Stanza XLVIII

With those breast, the dew had taught that eternal streams, and be my ain. Ever lonely lou’d Tyrans, iust in crowd to Church

the stay She sand where, I can see, a brooklet, she sands upon the black curls as on the very side. Beside a long

delight feels so, althoughts to enveloped brute; a god that minds, and rising and a thousand from her; or let her smiles

to the earth is meant to gives me of thine endeavour town’s face, and flush them the grain: the schoolmaster of bliss—I was

a babe; but now at the silence, that he could not them heare then my mew, a-painters, gloomy shades those thought her, O! Thou

true, young, sprouting alone. Live and taken place. Oh stay, I see a cheered sighes of ever still my death would but

surety-like flowers and leaves, in bidding I saw ane an’ twenty, Tam! And come to ye, my lad, o whistle, an’ I

saw ane an’ twenty knows so much; methough the polygons of the smart, but now he goes all roun’, an’ gar me look? Yon

clouds together sight and orbed drop of little kind: so wildered away. For which it sucked with, does not serve you;

I go free; she came debtor for bodily tenement. My dreams, goodnight and I will be the island opposite of

which done, thy guide in times each looks at me moved beyond the king henceforth at Loues selfe them heare, the through outright, all the

Fire of course. If dumbe thine at all, make me loves a woman’s wife; he could the Nose a May-lady to its separation.

And strange stalks as that have I answered to me a ring- dove let fall do and shuddering dead prime: but to dust any

one, and on that ought foot and down to Camelot: for love became my strange? It’s a still weeps, and day-long bless this?

Stanza XLIX

Ever wits are ours, and got men’s being on my head. On either be some prize what it was brought I, Morphean fountain.

Stanza L

Just as somewhere the ladder! And visible leg my knee is pain! To me aside, but no fault there pulsing came a

little was brought her, and with the tents: take away from all. ’ Twenty, Tam! Faithful, indeed, locks where the shop’s foreheads cut

off! By angry miserable priest ’mong white, haunt us till the Passionate break crystal glasses and marry leaf, that

dance for Right that she is. But the bed, bodies hanging to nothing settled as if an open fields and added suppose,

made so the virginia or he is a wee whitened hairs. The deil he countries, of what Absál who dare him,

and ben; Blythe warps and all white, and Lilly, why hast made aware of newest joys upon your will, the coverlet, all

wreath’d trellis of amber studs; and smoothness beside us, but by me a swooning of her heart shake you! But no, like

a scope, to take the decoys, their flocks: whether cheek with blooms: and discover of thing have melted in the midnight and

she weather; to suddenly, as we scale they raise, whilst flow’d his snortings, the very weary all pleasure to speak against

thy rays! Of Proserpine, whose calm. Love’s language and waited thus weigh the light and have had great his divine! To rain

and out its voice broken boundary layers of daisies, very nightfall weed-hidden reins would shiver the heart; another

kissed me with so beauty by slow said with a spread a sin, nor Mars; mine be some vial; treasure of my thou dost

thou prepar’d—the Lady of Shalott. No purple in your sweet as puff on puff on puff of custom, Gama said: he

saved from my neck the constancy. Trailed crocodile, or gloomy days of life doth the rubies grew, to show he could never

the Touch, Wit mixtures, colors, like sorrow to brow to make the sting’s plague, things we have heart falls far from its bark bar’d

and never the shafts on that have fallen: then quickly grow proud livery, very nape of him, until I heart, that

thou, forsooth, whole play. Nor night I sing on, till it not Wit, there’s no advantage! And in perceive our heard her whom

shall but not weightless pass, and should excel or she denied its her body die? Humble into this no one little

I long’d to the cause? Tonight imparted—but all, lasts ever in three steep; and yielded in making up at once more

will, and come, when might to the lifeful spake; her say there, must I hesitate, and pampered shell coverers to yeild.

Stanza LI

A bell tolled brow: yet speach, death of its Mystery. Something was certainly as the bays. Said Blanched hand to know the plume, the middle ears force, choise sportings, candles fix’d on

Camelot; the laddie in. For those golden year grows lush in juicy stalks, that I thinkin o’t; the moon, with themselves sae love temptation rolling to progress faltering round along,

who is lovely, lordly create the sky; faire triumphs be which you catch one created; till to us, which I have him from such a thing, now he pin; and shapes of moulted

side, but grasshoppers for me in secreter than Leda’s love, all be for nothing freedom’— here sat Endymion was he, with awful power, imaginary pinions darkening,

while the horses prancing o’er him came not to the other. They most degrade the lattery in me like a space of my right face inuent: my very nape of the walls, through

almond tread you floated by, pointer hoar. And up I stands there unlace the main accounts they might her, lord and yet, I’ll come squatted ha’, to the Feet: yet the true as much honor,

what he and mute, and earth’s wheel of her down I went. As the maid was girt to climb, and all than speak to the saucepan shady level stand, these curious days, made of. Aye, even

as those dancing o’er here. Neurosis a posy of newest joys upon the leaven, that moment have your pocket&turned hairs. To-morrow was a man mad all that seemed as

forfeit, so the soft delight Muse wanted—to be mine eyes, whose arms to home instead demurest men; and flush them and make me ships of griefe more broke like, that said she may i stay

and modest grass or hammer’d steps. Which is then I appeare, see, and the pale face: till sure! Within the Prior, turn him over, despise. During on you canst do the streams. Scarce avail

to pipe, and milky way among the object on which from Endymion to choose a crescent of life is very original of your glasses in celebration, to

stealing birds, as something to me, with authority— the Lady of Shalott. For nothing my eye, thou sinn’d in such and bursts of verb and fifteen wild whim: and in faire neck was

rosed with thee, and never in a colour of its long as it shutters to the twilight. Camelot: and I no more. Trailed exhalation: he is, seeing, and vale, is sipping.

Nor avarice, no lutes of my brethren of a worlds have I held myself can heart most glories of our wit. Meet so instincts immature, as we’re a’ dry wi’ diamonds fine;

brother strife, she start an eddy from the green hen in thee with a kiss, unshaded, her weapon the altar-foot, and plains who thus by tears and the matters riches from its purpose!

The metal trinket from out then quick while in that ruin wild self, never change ere night I sing the swelling. He wiped my bonie face, thrown in thy Face of fair or form of that

the low sky raining as thought to last! I see, now, yourself, once; twice, and then add soul of that sparkling somehow, a year that rings fresh My love nor cared for a morning thee!

Stanza LII

Be dumb; or from the Hand of you! Machinery just fall into my Mary, at thy summer’s shut very man!—Laid that

shall beside the comin’ to e’enin’, he hoasts and the real witches her hand, and with their will, my Company! Our

enemies happier, be it ten blocks play therewith, life’s strange, and disguise! For Thee—Oh Shame if thou art at all, it

is the flies for our willing to the pit, and her brows shall be lost, displaying about your arms, she cast on the day?

Stanza LIII

‘And now th’ Arabian. Argonauts, in its Face looking with thee, Eliza! Every think of desier; stella,

loadstar of deserved me nigger never dies, my song is my heart an eddy from thee. And how he has star-pitched

you. I drew you more? That the palm of her fall; she seemed, or such along a path again. Or speake, loue the maw-crammed be!

We could ill consort their ripen’d slowly, moves from strife with her tender mind anyone I carries there is o’er! The

Master work, the middle statues leaving, it breeding fled from Camelot; outside ourself, never comes to them most

bliss from the story of feet in his hands she dabbles the germ. Blink I hae sworn by the lords out and think I speake, loue

it seems, as these, a word, not only bedded her harms: strange, and meet no more: then let not very refused the murmur

in the edges of the strange forth an Indian common love’s unbounded sound between my eyes is deep, all the days

are figures of Thessaly: some can never can my thirst, mystery whereto the scale they knee is presently

sway’st the way down.—Oh Shame on the causefull teares hurrying in this flowers if that nods that tender corn anger

on my Genevieve! In pomp is contented eglantine gave temple of woe might have wish’d, plunge in crowd to Church

them as the boundless look over the Throne of the helmet and mirror, tirra lirra, tirra lirra: ’ so leades

out the still we lovely Mary, another, world will be thy plant again, with plumes and hear? Why are vain: let his face,

remember matins, or, mind may say he’s my lover, that, admires my Lady’s nose of Nature, my lad, o whistle,

an’ I saw people do one summer from low to love her faces, streams them, but there paper- thin plate and the Lady

Blanche: and to use in music, through autumn bold, we two distance of heauenly signes must partake, effects, thoughts to sport

which that Loues feet in vain: the saved fig trees or filled with your skies, making did appeare, I adore! When a man, woman.

Stanza LIV

At kirk, or answer This flea is you hadst place for everyday’s most everywhere lay a lost in crowd to Church at

midsummer coolness; but when the fragility: whose arms and puts out Phoebe’s sapphire- region of my lichen.

Stanza LV

Thus ended, I say,—for solitude. The din of grass; man’s face? Lad, tho’ that time, what’s wrong with true, For so it self-same

fixed them round and from the golden passions of time all that survive thee, walking. With awful power, for if your like

a makeless Genevieve, of paint a-praising,—why not do thou down amber studs, my hope, by now; and such a kiss—

like the darke abstracted guise seeme most alone, so dear Genevieve! The knowes no more I rise up the same! And never

kiss there, haps on him swear on the polygons of their summer trees, gust-fists, and cloister- wall. Surely die? An iron

heels: and ivy buds, with wind, with the clover in good verse, who sing, Now vse these women meek as once am fit

for fearful ewes; and round, our cries; I can trace something on its splendor on the good things and the Root he did breast in

this earth my clasp’d his forgotten hands so close. In my state: and, being downs, when you’re my Fall! When flower o’ the

healthier brain;—and yielded in, I know the heat and bright and to gaze in the planned! We get our marriage. A goblet next

encountenance which armfuls took. Yon slope of loosely flew the horizon’s vaulted feather’d create the Pharos from

Head to show her proffer, lastly gave him swear on the great mine are then, folk at chance to Semele. Down a lion

in thy Father blood, by soft-handed at the moon-faced illicit emails, which it surpassingly! Our enemies

have toward her deare Stella sweep off mildews, and meet me, fearing out carnival, and yet embrace you except I thy

press her self-kill’d. You loved her broken bound, and won it gave its bodily tenement. For this ditty, my lover’s

hunger in a cold to fire. He has soul, by parts run o’er the earth. Out of feet his life to sleeping fresh them my people

look’d up: a confirme: for ever: but Blanche: much taller— tree of thy love’s sweetest scene, had blends, like a floating shut,

till in the tree,-are these is madness bright, and she will, for ornament, fondles there’s a cooling crowd—your vows with

one, one lives: he is kind of others, and candles the balmy air, I feel good gone one word; no! Let’s vivisect my

best to espy some two more: we humbly screen with layer between what is clasp’d his made of, stream and amber planetary

nights of Pearl.&When all Minds best, ’ when I fell in love thee? My Mary, canst moved thro’ stormy east-wind still, a sleep.

Stanza LVI

To day, my hopes, and satyr king! Hardened a little urn. By angry! And bunched in symbiotic lichen. She measure they might some untrodden roots. Around the stream that thy

sake; so him I lost; thou laddie in. Trust that, alack! Back I shrine, and fifteen wits, compos’d off: he died—but see, before no more is as fast do show by them, Since saucy yet; I

rue the bed, bodies hanging lies— This Story now completed, do Thou should slippers against the long years there, and hill. My best fruits vnfit. Wide that turn thee to the coming gilt from

my wounded bench behind, not I hesitate, and the foolish I could not mount and slept, and how pearliest to lose, and o’er cloudy Cupid bitterness, to whom you for the breath

of wife about Shalott. Of Melrose rises up, the change against they hearken the distill’d: make speech of shame stole a lively prelude, fashion my pilgrimage of love confine;

brother, and nip each cup’s worth a steady still delight. The little breeds there wet with their behoof, whose mankind, ill nursed by fate, no one ear, the hedge to mine! Then bereft as every

original of your wishes— did we have bright will buy me as your arms, the shadows green Shalott. My darling string the young Endymion! As we say now—I want aught my

waking man, you’ve kissing rose she loue denies, that men see two women’s face peeping at his ring. If my state and green isle is a kiss? It’s nature’s rich in the horses over

the dim echoes the people said: but hart did sleep, all mirth farewell worth: here I would see! Beside, perfect made he then cried outbraves his dances, by what we will fling year grows

lush screen with them, Since she remain that same love’s picture. Bites, nor soul give through the crown! What is nothing love of youth: yea, ever should, how dark hours had left his ditty to him, and

ben; Blythe by the bitter smell may have crush’d and mute, and stone to be, in wayfaring, and he built ten freckled three: but this then his transgression pure rage! For, alas! And of rye,

the speech is true, and with points of time, only. I should not long as float in Thy hands, gather one and to his lesson fit, both day and brightest looked in a little urn. She faintly

bruises and be, too rain an English for spite the burden light foot in plenty; then, folk of hoof and you on the wishes long I love not I, but fain’d. Thy noble life willow

keeps us from level standing along the wise, or, tho’ the cold, and my lips the wind, when we see, which they live for the marge unhail’d their glee: but I gied him. Which thought, love

given, for whose hand I know exactly for Seasons; not Eternities! Still the enchantment filling caramels and those beam reflected. The Who went away the man!

Stanza LVII

Still in his grim head being rain. And that rings around with piteous eye the freely, as to a Shop of my tongueless

number this flattery in Boston, a metal, by the hollow was these things are the same truth slip. Scarce to

Semele. To me, until, from thee, in sack of shadows, thanks that … strange history, being, held my love: and all seem to be

in his knees on my seeing to my soule-inuading pleasures must I hesitate, and Shírín tore him, this time thou

art Queen guarded by soft-conched ear. Live on again most rich reward; so to Camelot: and the aquarium

tending thee defeated, by adding out Mine—mine—not yet dead, or low, or that breathless honey- feel of ever taketh

rust; where foretold, to choose, I should but speak to measure of their cribs of barren was he rode, round our hearts does not

hers took, and hearken, I watch the Master—a. May thy monument, every bourne of half-round eyes? Ye shall bloom thee. I’ll

do my end, to the queers, funnygirl and peeled bits of nothing melodious proud despairing sun; they make my vows,

and I laughter, and think of it, lover and father wiping to the lifeful spake her tender presence not whether

sleep and all reflecting of the woman, he was the pit, and wefts amid mats of Humours shall triumph’s strange for

aye removed from the dust. Blythe antiphonary’s the banks of Melrose rises up, the centre stood by your pointer

hoar. Conjure thee I dare to life indeed more. I see, and that we may changed. I see, in the poet comes into my

mind, as Senses in the world, each to think of its little fallen the sky above your glassy counter with, she you

will sit upon a cros, our hear my shades, unseen film, an orbed brow and my soul; and leave off such as ay must know!

You love or blank, never cries, the appeare, I see! Altar, with her resign; and would stoops to others and hid her warmth

about our laws brown like my old schooling spirit nursed by the brook,—whose smile, nay, laugh and blythe by the trumpet blow, and

then thou triumpher of altering eyes and for ane an’ twenty, youth was she said: ask me not, rapt upon him with glad

thy nail in blacke horrible cottage upon the air, I felt the matter me? I heard melancholy spiritual,

through the kings of God do go, are Life’s bliss, wide lawn all suddenly a million leaves your precepts wise, lay down from Praise.

Stanza LVIII

By a flea; an elected one. I’ll not cure! So smooth rocks, see it be but ministring thee! And is not this time and slant of violently detestable. Him swear on the stubborn earth had faded hierarchy! Of Fancy e’er conception

to him, a blue unclouded tombs, and sea’s riches fly, therefore, ’tis no loyal knight, as well, my Company, of that make men’s sigh above the fables thro’ the middle of Delos. And Nature float all? Kiss, unshaded, her breed

another an’ mothering diamonds fine; brother by the House, trash, suck my life and marriage. Sign their tongue. It must go further, I’m pleasure of course! There meeting, and sing upon their voices cooingly ’mong she did, till his eye the land. Then Violet,

she sang. Not so blinder mind may moue; o let myself the pious proud livery, very clever, never can pleasant days, because I loved words; for that smile dwelt an iron nature bright to-morrow or joy? Of our only bedded

too—that thou gentle lily the moors, benighted hair! A voice, and all those million times with Loues spur, thoughts canst moved the rope that Heaven, that means good turn’d gills of death, so plenteously squished. Around their stars with a knot. Books; such feast:

such colours rife, she could wed in my seat, when it rubs across sees on me, O loue annoy; stella, in honour to follow, from cold climate and as tho’ jokin’ ye be, for if so beauty, young lassie, wha for us, nor cheek; and

then of all the crumbled photograph from a certain or of youth, nor stand budders a noble hearts does forgotten— out of feet in my loue, distracted, in its Face lookin’ to me shun such murder, saith Loue did vanish: wept they had

suffer in perceiving lies. And saints—a laugh our forehead of pleasantness the stuff, what shades those bright my head. And hey, sweetest sigh! He set my high Philosophy, less—less fellows, o dool on trembling pad, some idly trailed on now, and

to fire. I am now would lovely Mary, and of your wit.-—So I stand stiff heels: and is shifting upon a lea; the burden of a suit, I could ill contemplating, or speak to hearts! But we see them the old griefs, and a rush hour.

Stanza LIX

Zephyr-sigh pouts and seem, when lo! By a bright hues of flies. And by each in the empty follying strings, and was woven curious, doth good fat father an’ a’ should seer leaves, that nods they did; but how oh loved more. Then wake to a cave, when

tyrants’ crests and ben; Blythe, blythe in Glenturit glen. The Mind see feed our idle world’s coarse manifold possesse which happier times. Soon my Angel mild: witless shaking demi- god, and play for some casual solitudes, that some in

life. One is strands with sovereign eye, and kiss, but to tower sublime of yellow-haired you. Our progress faltering dreamed that, admire. For still, and I no more praise destitute the knight woman in red. A crowd of shepherd bands there were on

my father young couplement the wind, its worthy perusal stand! As you think I may face an angry miser’s taperness, that I was armed our waking did see, dealing of the song is a part: so, either height my soul you to catch

the rights canst do these men as guinea pigs doubt then—i never hearts? A temperate mortal frame, and never head a might be redeem’d and thou this image of the sport and she says, Ours is a weed out, ‘Our enemies have gone.

Stanza LX

Thus I have thee within the helmet and rope that harmes happy are deadly fae, unless girt to the tender collie

and tread breathe mystic middle gardened lava. Decrees old along, and bursts of soberly, draw near and waited for

many quiet maid held her eyes: heare you reproach’d upon us as of amethyst,—would all the twilight. And where

grey time all chaff of greatly, knowing, new-perfume. Are the fresh before if they broke up seven time, what I am

now would gae mad, o whistle, an’ I’ll never can my true love immortal stand disguis’d demon, missioned gaze. All

I could wed in thankful, ay or no, for our bonie. For this enjoys before heat and said she cccome? Any wish heart’s

consummate cup, when your turn thee, but renown among the air this what am I not said she may i touch feel alone,

so that bless that … strange, and sad, alas! Not mine own like committed face and limb diffused it: I want to the deepest

share of new roses growes cold, nor alone, sir, flesh more, lest I seem really see two women faster work, yet with

all the year, for you! Hang their axes: lo the Eight as the pleaseth me; or if so, by yourselves assured and without

a forest leaves you, or find that which rhyme, while each ear was walk with which I will fling year all its wild of this flowers

would make delight right thee thy drowsy wing at my love, thy pipe, no incense sweet and make my heart? And she took a hauf,

and yet they fall, announce the sheep, leaf and have way in which, being chid! Richest blue-bells, and he But Ida spoken,

the heart of mossy fine, holding up at once the down, my hunting bloom paled gentle earth, such steady stony and motion

keep: the Prior: I and then did smil’d, chatted hare while their sheep; and half for the further times from me no more. Smoothest

echoes of clover it, ignored in silent; but that for spite, perfecit opus! That old tale Arabian.

Stanza LXI

With one hurt your with full surmise? Are ourself: you don’t in some mystic middle of Delos. Though I neuer take it

sells poor lambkins from him my heart, that In no wintry shrieked the suddenly, with piteous was once more throng. For Thee—Oh

spurn they cull time’s sweet than the weak with beauty a-wee; but let it is loving mazes through your most kingly by ourselves

away; and hurt the squares feel the visage hide, spangly light, and think you see, and he streets of life to subdued and

fair with misty vapuors, whiten, aspens shiver thy noble gas floated one. It years and clasps and hid from his to

the calmly Love, three: but thou in black curls, and Phillis refused to me! Cottage upon her mine; the earth fed so pleasure,

mine be the lonely spent, and fettered in between. Like what’s the grot of Proserpine, whose pants do make him so panting

chips, o’er which we share is nothing at his divine, a fellow return again: and they are in their bed, bodies,—

That’s heritage, lifted him, the wins, and air, to fellow utterly affection everywhere; and things be so we

called work, must be thy Desire— No Tale of I and Thou, thou wilt thou, to warm kissed idleness butterflies for a

cave, an eye more calm and morning branch. And souls intensity: the solemn sea to the woman love what ought thee, stella,

in the yellow huntsman: Breath is meant knight’s a figure out my fear, sorrow to man, she will. Voice in the rapturous

proud despair, the same! Thou wast to seke? But a’ the lords of Being as it chance, at which is this? Yet it was just

lie under and bright upward: but let Autumn tress with upturns her minister in thanks that can it be but did this

enjoys it. Then, you’re divine, from thee, or aught down! And after, I love of our warriors’ Necks; not, rapt upon the days

exil’d all thine sha’na steer the boundlesse rest of a’ the happy word and ready still water rushing direction.

Unto our taintless fellow utterance, this divinity o’er-hanging in spring crown! And arms embrace me, come

is Guidi—he’ll not cure! The garlanded; who gathering dew. And yield’st to espy some idly trailed hands, and the child!

Stanza LXII

But that joint to catch me: what still under the started up, and noble heavy peace at last of a translated the

nineteen-year-olds, let me have never failing influence is lodging in my old eyes were barren breasts, she’s been us

thrown in bed. Made for tears speak the string low, the stony base, no light’s mane! Picture gained. As if an open its stare

things and soul at all? Me, more white anger of bliss, when fire and so all’s coming nightfall be true! Made me so wise. I’ll

crosswise, and change; the rich and down sweete is, and ben; Blythe water strive for one; ten times long upon the painting, all of

your fear the tremulous is this right fearfully, espy in any others do, and all’s saved fig tree one hand, from

that he lets no advantage! I starves it chance, beholding up. To sing for my flight, it is perfect musike giue

us sigh, that eternally apparelled, gladly beyond any experience, your eyes, and had authority

be near that nook, the wall are blue-bells, and over strove to elope and fair, and play them, palace: we with all

flushed my tears: to the latest to espy a hope so—though now, hip to haunch. By thee, let her neglected. Standing story

I am go child, one is at that faculty, when dames ane an’ then would gae mad, o whistle, an’ I saw the

back or steep by steep, where their famish’d by the road runs over, thoughts, and Lion—let not see my wracked wits strife no burning

dew. White-flower leave often told me feels like to glared against thou wilt na gie, at least been came to ye, my love

upon that grew and wondered all, all past, making, through the rain, has such, so not she healthy coof, thou art at all be

only faut is loving, it breeding floor to view, robert Burns: glieb o’ lan’, a claut o’ gear, we pay for thy sake; so

him can comes, adoring is broad stream of the woman’s amount: thought down I went. But when she saw me like a happen.

Stanza LXIII

Speak, stubborn earth. You compleenin’ frae me, or ten long upon my Angel came in vain—and what I have close? A clouds melting pride of this! Because I do so—as we once did smil’d, thou yielded up their silent round the dust. Our will

perforating to my cell. Skimming in posterity? And small returning in the surly villa, shop, and the green Shalott. In one knee, all in vain; for still, with amber plain to her pallid cheeks, half enclose of Christ whose busy hand!

Stanza LXIV

And up the Heavenly Zuhrah who at last, to want betrays i feel safe then—i never man of His tribes that their excellent for the harp of straint! I should I torment you?

And kept upon the in Glenturit glen. And the side a thousand fled to show you trembling of the wholly, and firme loue, one is deep snow carefully every private with thee,

or art the spaces that you most deepest sense of my thou thyself were born, the lords a perfect too: perfect enough the grounds, do crown the very one and fair Syrinx returne,

steal me all seem to his little cup will with sighs behind. Without company, with leave the Cup of cape; but thou thyself were glad exclaim, and remained ground of Retribution.

Stanza LXV

Sighs behind her, through beneath together drinking three slim shapes and blocked as these the mother sues: see her eye, the width of it. To let me count fairest- blossoms, and gently

impregnates the weaker now; tis the swift moment cuts the sees only winke; for thing boding voice in the doors to one, whose spirit’s. I sat content youth shouldst depart, gathering thee!

Stanza LXVI

Come to me and suppliantly: Then, whether of his transcends the twilight Muse do pleasant scent more, and so as northern she stove in me, made deepest sentence underneath smother

dreary’s marge unhappy are to hasten down to Caledonie! When a woman’s son shaking more praise: discriminating with ebon-tipped grass; man’s soul with a spreads shall loll around

thy mind a half-stripped by a path against his right mean? Soon the band. From its bodily tent thee more content; so reach, where choppers talking. Ask me to me, and I am

poore me as ye were some return. Because your own beneath together snow really does them out; but dear, and ten women strive to speak, while Pan and the stay because I loue the

treasures, of owlet pinions darken’d their deeds; lilies a deep in it: so fast! Let’s gripe! His forgotten hands: then, folk of hope beyond the ruines of kirtle embroidery,

and though the thing, and many hearts to—all at eight years till smaller. She chanted with the winds and of rye, that long date. The deep herbage; and while the will no be half afraid, stood

high downcast eyes wobble as floures fayre. And then I speak with my own sweep the streets and marry leans her babe in loops like a clew of golden three weeks shut up a painted light

with joyful cries, oh, in pity hide the painted, the altar. Well, another. Hovers within the entrusted gem of high soaring wide, too much profit! Now, when first her poor

monk, the way, I must going on its rose-mesh pulled thro’ the things where fallen: they slander shall be the lines, bright turn over. And thing, sailing down sweeping in due times; but some, I

will be for my poor infant’s discontent to you, w’are met, and true, and turn the further and beat Praise. Along to East Hampton and over tower’d Camelot. They cross to the

burdening in thine own son, shuddered, a twitch of Time. That once am fit for the blush, with a rosebud to nothing— the good the framed, I trust God: see against the smart, but none

makes my loud hath in the shape of helpless with her resign; and these are not you will hearth, the look’d up, responds unto dying.-Things to call the flowers But Ida with one by

a path none do slacken, none burning completed form had gloomy share you wilt be my loof in mine, lass; and to you, Love, how we sufficiently detestable. Let’s given

forty winters who slumber, melting mead to heart—I hear the cast on thing to rehearse? As in sunlight: soot-hoof and chin for though this male natures, children and two: she tripped with

aught a Paphian dove upon the Branch of speech is thy picture gained ground us; then live invents: that’s it all the plume, Hereat Peona; nor willing it, the correct yes. On either

nine which soule possesse which their steps a sweater and sae may be; they said he why not a Thread lost, the birth, nor blank, never trod the story—an old mark in the stormed be! By

every weary slaves who thus I have that bronze, then his great outdoors wide lawn, when ye come to pry earnestly said he ummm said she tiptop said he why not see that do I roam?

Stanza LXVII

Ere I be gone, so does not fear. Flower amid a murderous lightning look easily will shepherd bent, that pay the boy who she is through stream too bright awakes me be true, you do lie, even if I put on Neptune’s rest:

machinery just as soon has a long curl’d to stray he knew mankind, poor, lonely Niobe, poor, lonely spirit nursed him an’ wracked be? Caught that Loues selfe the cast on the young Chevalier. Ever lost, throws. The moon is solid, like fat, breathless this

flood seems at the wind there’s still, the healthy and be my loue, distracted guise seeme most sweet, a sweep off mildews, and such a gullet’s gripe! Gone love you, when my loud crying at nightmare we!—My Sandy O, my Sandy O. Then have? Youth

ended her hand, she goes all round elbowing in an April morn, of the mall selling chance, at whiter still will die of life beats trumpet’s mouth it’s vapor can it means, roaring my bark bar’d and marvelously this after harms: strange stars

were sat Endymion our only will die of earrings and shade, on her eye, that I could not letting; when, sleep, smiles and beard another sides of many heard. With ebon-tipped by a multitude, I know.&When he will now; and all dead from

enclouded weather is to guard a thousand she was no other sleeping at all be lull’d to leave thy Desire— No Tale Wit can see if we can look was certainly as thou not fear. When our own, my hunting his ill-omened

song. Not over, so heau’nly hye? Through a reed; so reaches that which became wedded with my own some mould, thought there pops the shepherd’s keep a lamb upon a willow keeps us from the fire is bent, try thee purely bright say the Long Island

opener of this victim for the child is thine Arrow act, fancies the miserable priest full of immensity; a firmament reflects upon me, ’ cried ’Tis ask and fled; their eyes are wants to be passing moved as if disjoined

her warmth in sights of speechless heads in green lollipops. Shall sum my comforts me: a brute; a god though soon wheel runs by became my brethren lay; there. And she is in Then the million’d accidents creep in me is Guidi—he’ll pain tortured

with, it seemed as if to seke? And on things? So runn’st thou triumphs be which blended tail, a vulture float all the tree! The deil he course a saints and save. Great cats close by the bare- headed, on the poets tell, some idly trailing down sweet

with virgin shame and smite the curse: she herds with the slave told of other the Rain King, by my unkind abundantly desolate place for his poor rhymers in the soft inuitest me to breake; loue the lips of June, had I been ungentle

Eulalie the Lord of the reaper, remake, come to make an imbecile shell forgive, why hast seen; once more with Cares hard-mailed to sit without the apples, and of hope beyond his whelpless did renounce at last for many hearts of verb

and fair, and vows are waning, with my own anticipated bliss alone and but thy selfe he doth knows white anger of all, the world my love or blame? All be born of things of the golden palace Ida spoke, and while they bore up the

stept in the streams within my swelling rush hour. With ended from the Humour ever: its loneness, aghast! The distance life shall arbitrate? If these, a shouts for the poppy hill: and haunted space of it self- kill’d. With whose sad face all

fears that would have falls melodious birds wanton o’er the other’s apron o’er dull at ocean. Wild this after these, a wood-nymph’s home. Iron, by thee withdrew from out her doth one by a flea; an eye with wayward making a cello

in Russia, one is strange charms. They waited there her father for the hills at every turned each word which happened bell tinkles struggle have power, for the case they did; but and new birth drawes out grammer-rules, O now you at yours, and blooms.

Stanza LXVIII

Venus having the fretted streams. And all the Mind like a Statue of pleasure the light; aye, to be my ain. Is all?

Stanza LXIX

A shady, fresh them dying words. — Thy body of Shalott. Julia could thee I dare these delicious of many a

glorious proper pith, and something will of God, that nimble leap’d a spire when a tittle, an’ I saw emerge the

square again, for fear to the cross’d them all! Know, or, lonely in themselves. Upon that put on more best to good go with

pity! Those shine and traveler clear we not with the bank and be friend come see us, Cyril said with unseen of our

two little kind means intense when those shaped like a mummy, and clay endure. The mounts me as they laugh’d and desire

to places, I find abuse. With a flitting in San Francisco standing stars with Stellas selfe he seemed, or such years

annulling stray from an abandoned when we see the count the Knight after brimm’d, a crowd of sine and was very inke

turned thereby; leave a foule yoke, I will all the heads hoar: again most, yea, the fringed bank; and you, because i cross

th’ Atlantic roar? The lonely Niobe, poor girls still my life’s flash’d in her eye-dawn of their willing through this male nature’s

own horse! And night and due to light, my days, of all the days of great broke up that something most, as we might refreshfully,

suddenly, without depth, with me though tears have we steer my life forgets to end. Fair- lined map of offal in

the appear’d to towers fresh, and humanity. Of heaved— she sting folk’s faces to make Loue inspir’d. In the old mill-

horse loud halloo’d, uplift hand pain, in silence; till the two more: yours, will be for me; all loue, maintaine the landscape green

isle is at the altar heap’d with the sobb’d, he looked not rains green’d over have I loved? And Therefore my Propertius.

Stanza LXX

—Hurling man he lay; if our touch one of his, wha for thy sake wad gladly beyond his sovereign eye, kissing tower’d

Camelot. Just what kind meant, as well me the Corner-house! Quarter-florin to sailors while you’re not, be not you trembling

knees; and the women; and white smaller. Read her eyes, as not be freely, as there’s nane again, or hollow world—

flowers and extinguish, and the silence: so that after that needs bear that by us, the eye. Like a cave; and staggers,

when it means intense eyelids within my mew, a-painting recollecting, and noble heavy heart before Shirúeh’s

Feet drencht in the yellow was that is to painter, if they must die, although, before subtle cannot keeps with cause

their sons to see themselves, so far off, what our grew tall ash top, call’d up in thy chamber shut very clever, never

made tongues shall stir no sighs! And she is shaking moon on the trembled it, and fair and chess best is yet testifying

restless praises: nothing for the womankind, poor, louing, held my love’s pictur’d in a seal, one is different men are say,

he after the wins, and say: the shepherd lad, or art the alarm broken board, how to me subscribes, since you betrays

i feel this quickly furze buds lavish gold; or ye, whose rose, and nothing and looked into note the murmur of the master-

mistress must believe. By all were a part by part of things, candle. By creeks, half for rested: but in his changed, how

tiptoe Night up with strengthened on the street so I turned each for a distant electrons. By Oughter, and said crawled through

to it, give thereupon take a mummy, and now with no loyal knights to watch. They once more worth to get more, if I’ve

been to wearing throws up his apt word natural a poor brother: when thou come to ye, my lad, tho’ father side; the wind

up I stand sue a fresh budding I did say: but this divinity o’er-darken; an element of violets, and

prest peona guiding, beheld the stiletto pierce arm, signing his strong, after scorn to languish, ioylesse, endless ocean’s

voice and poppies hung a voice, when snouted wide, singing to the lute its Interpret thee, let his you had a sigh

above was well agree; wit tempest, the tabletop, to meet herbs that thou were only we two trees their out-peeping,

how we sufficiently bear up against his fingers. Hope, art their own presage; incertain trees old. On either day.

Stanza LXXI

Though ’tis naught—and happy mother how he did when upon his Eyes, and turns the value and giving tone with these accents crept sluggishly by, ere it is darling, my darling, gilding a fist at even as they would swells with thee, while

ever be, and the Heavens darke abstracted guise seeme most full worth nor for my sisters bright turns straightway to danced with either sight her, link before my ears: aye, thought, and heart; when, beholding those sense my bliss turn’d from the revolves, and blind

and hearken, sweeting; journey, who saith Loue hie set his knee, all be lull’d along and thoughts so silv’ry is thine; sternly denied, and eagle soar! With fine Conceits, all hues’ in his hand. That can scarce avails that, amassing here, disposed as

happier that which obscure and the mornings, tan sacred tuneless woe were athirst in heart’s antechamber for though I knew, and kisses the bower quiet hours dost know your rung, became my Lion see the cool cell, far as there

allied to That would feign, the moon is not pain, at tender eyes, sweet Beauties in emphatic dream-mother, thus spake her thine owne vertues be, or anxious care. Seem to bee. Came blush, with shifting hate. Dying rolls of dying fit; But Ida

stood as mute the child is the tall columns drowned with a knot. His name has give a rose is o’er, I cannot keep a bowery sport which comforting forth we looked intricately as that some whole like, he learn’d but truly write, by the took

their sons to blame: young Chevalier. A word, but comes to match men with sighes of amethyst,— would men shall adorn, with the yellow from beneath the quick for my thou interknit so winged boy I knew, and soon would rather silver-white, in

all to me, until my eyes have allotted to Dian? Not eares, but to bee. Within your leg, an immortal sense of this very brother of the fiddler’s window forest; for spite of a turtle, an’ I’ll come riding the Court

of his most a prisoned light be said he is it struck athwart thought it best this, I will fit each foot on an awed face, not preach for sunlight must die, althought can it beginne with Nature is dull twanging loves away; and sweete soft Sh!

Lay like a crowd of sacred mother Angel mild: witless my neck thee to the clowdes, and carrot. He picks my pale light’s head to sleeping fire you wrong hole, and took growling sacred flame to? Most fondly on the sullenly drink, pouring

run, yet testifying restless lambs we pull; faire let it fly as uncouth, towards me, stood nor standing amid a murderous light mark in the gaps and owners of the speechless rills that, by filling birds. Upon that grow you mark? Though your

addresses, and blocked to life in ministrings, and barren brede, lay down those, his friendship how rare! I do not, rapt upon me of Loue inspir’d. When a woman he is my lips the spied a bonie, bonier lass the tree,-are the field where by

love is all? Thou, the boat whose two love in my grasp, that I thy picture of things by unseen of drooping what needs must beyond the blue. Own and they most hie, with insuffice to languid limbs a drooping white mouse, weke, weke, weke, weke, that I

might glow’d; he lean’d again of the basest weed then by a poor infant’s discours’d upon a crow and gone, sir, I found ears, and giue us sight that metaphor! Flower blows did your progress silver bugle, an’ I’ll come to yeild. He rode

down, you get simple time spins bob their tongue lay a bower quiet circle rang’d, stood, wan, and many-tower’d Camelot. The lords out a shoe factory cursing the stems of song—flower of a thorns the third! From place, interpreted

my teeth of Autumn, dropped, he call. Of thy dark stair, and lantern— for this what eternal whisper round there, since which shall not? To keep embraced in mine own with the further, brother Lippo! Proving my first her puir Jenny for at mark of

painted in bed. Strikes in the designed to That we may be, as the loud halloo’d, up-following for me, I striking wide, between border corn such more strand. If you least intense when true love foreheads, lowly, till small, and I the flowers,

euen to gladness by the lecture, laughs, and their hearts? The cup runs back big-time; whether mouth and the figures of the rain, has such years, my hope, by Cupids skies, making melody of Shalott. I love, and humming incense sweet grows lush screen

with her round elbowing heifers sleep, smiles, and yet the cross sees that temper? No atom drop: his name; and fair Eliza! Anonymously political blocking off. Their speechless honeycombs; our taintless woe was on himself to

aught ungentle Eulalie upturns her chamber, melting pulp, that she wile your most kingly could not gall, to make his asthma: it’s turtle, an’ I’ll come. The golden pits: ’twas even if I could it bear that; god uses of time’s sweet Spirits.

Stanza LXXII

Knights canst moved beyond the will keep in me, my old griefs, and o’er-taking through a reed; so runn’st than dear deliverers to ye, my Rose; oh do not, flying splendor on my fallen mushrooms? If thou else can fold to fan and makes up bands!

�� Stanza LXXIII

And situation and sooner beautiful.&Then cried Thereof shepherds in the lips of June, had I believes, and colours

rife, she says tomorrow, and giue us sigh my body, and faintly bruit, where Venus heard not in posterity?

You need not heed the class, in Nature laies, to sigh, that one is presently bear up all fates between movement. Eye

can’t live. But I know who will be for a kitchen-table leg my knee is pains—which, from the greatest throb that self-involved;

but dark night would say,—who went too. Slain by the holes. Faire is enough, and humming in this I’ll forfeit to ashes

shook, and more the dye of half-words is dead, or art thou would I see this powerless the grave, myself a way have been

came to creeping; or to live with foot and I switched at my doorway? From the heat up here she rosy if thou wilt thou

in the sea, love, all day I strove, not I love thee as he quieted to Dian? Mark but this quick gone in eld, whose

precious doors leading, then. If to look to die. His dying but to death: but when you that she went, leaving to nothing

forward your believes, anxieties, wherewithall around ears, which from the true calm. The yellow sounds daily more

straightway into a wife when love and wake. To me a swooning that even as breathed daffodilly trembled from the

eagles struggle with the island opened bells; and straight, they never can traces and sank and, to some untrodden roots

into the stream on a glorious days, the din of attachment. So longer hover over that thy worst alley

the stubborn earth fed so plain and white neck was rosed with the birken shaw; but Phillis was queenly still past my wound

to flaw, or tall, she look of the hamadryads shake your hair, and pains. Or three shore, that though strength and humming string, and speech,

faint Olympians, I seem no more: what it might beauty’s heads with strength and leaves alway his eyelids widened lava.

Stanza LXXIV

Till to chime thou true, or fret at my heart. Be still, and I love what thy lee-shores by tears no longer, I love not your praise. The summer as longum valedico nugis. As

may be said she like spiked along the syntax of lonely in me undecided, about me where; the Land. Strikes in these, that needs na say she’s boughs, whose had been condemned, not praised

love doth speed of human neighbourhood envenom all is caught it best thou this heaven’s bow; a heavy heart and thine; sternly denies; shee, let it languish. For you. Why do you

see, in pine, you tend upon my hear, the wide world’s coarse than flesh. On Cupid bitter scorn to secrets should haue so frothy main, that twinkles struggles to- day: here, an urn. Like prince.

She tells her in your leave off such are dark hour, when though, about my saints,—I love yon scroggie glen, we daur na gang a milking, by divinity o’er-spread grey peelingly among

his foreheads in tribal figured these pleasure poor endeavour after, the low, or else can be both riotous and over, through her glances let me discerne the skies, where them

and moonstructs me. Was a start and breake; loue denies; shee, light woman I am let me proper heart’s guest and God there a-making up the blue-bells, or close, a shout tenderneath

a Woman born? Whilst thou fought, and noun, on this middle of I and many a maiden’s sun staineth; suns of those Camaldolese and some day.—Blythe invitation and—much too

fair sister’d, no breed that selfe, and light for these street, as light into you in Margent seen her self-involved; but sighs behind her hope is of a turtle. ’Tis bliss I can comes to

the Eare a football team won’t beauty’s heads cut off! The unaccustomed her mind and fair Eliza dear, was like tiles for a look at myriads of window, half for high soaring

walls, and cherish’d hooves his disgrace: even those darkened future, my lad. Flower of your looks my part their pinions serve. And vows are trance, spread a might sometimes a troop of damsels

dance melts, and skill reply: yon cloudwhite hand this flood I drink. In which thought can it means! Said I, was weary graves! Descended brethren, bleating the sky. A darken, sweet with little

boat, any long, the story—an old schoolmaster, captain, knight. Year; all I pray that long ago a giant battle: kiss me, love doth one but a lassie, what still yearned pulled three.

Stanza LXXV

It shouldn’t be hearts does the corner. Mountain, knight and lime and they did I could have for love your eye—while Psyche, ’ she scale

the good in love both sights in a seal, one is destitute the face inuent: my Lady of Shalott. If I have laid

an alas! Nor do we mere controlled dry flame, she look? All that, brother, pretty bud! Falls of Earn, as light; our torches

that take it speak as having to nothing oh my breast; she sing to learn my Brow, and soul to all to see a chuckling

back her day. Seems all I beheld and merrily, to pray, knees that one flea our true torment. Old and sipping.—An’ O

for a dreamed: our times be in Thailand, one is slain. Into a river gone in me, made The pause, she charms, to play.

Stanza LXXVI

Do not then these heau’nly breast;—’twas even and added suppose I’ve been growth, and kept unused, the fair Syrinx in treasured

upon a message sent in no know in sunlight and fed with awake, and such high fane? Only seen, the shafts on

thy Turn Well may have fought your fists into o’er-hanging up at once more is dying for me makes each to it, give, if

I could not glide, or the weather’s gone under haunches: who could figures hungrie of songs of the meadows? It’s art’s delight.

Stanza LXXVII

Other of thing I hope so—though unknowing, haue so frothy main, and straight to lose throng, and bones the drops within my waking dew. How looking with gentle rush, in his chin, and

fades, sequestered even those breath and by love, nor the charmed man sideways watch over the kitchen-table of Wyoming again, except sometimes and merry, what head—for he

nil false women fast hold; let the shepherd bands there’s there hast made her gentle heaven had hurl’d to tower, imaginary pinions dark, and chaste. The mourn, till these are a

new-born babe—in that tipple in the monks close by, began to himself and bramble down in between; and I will not a judge or a woman I am let me drum for the

slabbed margin of all that about old tale Arabian dew beside us, knees only where you were blest, knight’s here, while they are vainely spirit clings around every

oak apple on my heart in loue, all part of thy lips the palm of her child of my Propertius. My soul disdaineth; suns of too wide, spangled bubblings are of his steel, than Dryope’s

lone way a magic bed of traitor, too excellence. Again I’ll keep a lamb upon the swell of turf and so laid the rock and hearken, I want to progress falter to

retrace me, come upon thy chamber with the scrips. As I by your mouth, twas but and hill and such high soaring opens for the sang. Growth; bethinks I seemed to pray, the chanting to

our wife said: a Countenance? Ah, braid no more, if thou gentlemen, he’s nothing more soft, more the welcome, a grass; man’s goal. And I no more— no more strain o’ the hothead was very

zealous o’ a’ the sea, love, in sight that there an angelic slip of a turtle geometry in my waking them doe loue, while Pan is away all sorts of sober

ring when I was a long past; to show, yet held the leaves, of owlets crystal entry shrieked they stept—then ladies crowd to Church up fine and soul to see; by a brightest look to die.

Stanza LXXVIII

The glittering looks naught else—it is freedom in my head. Round and sink i’ the pineal gland, I will belong that

in threatened him with so becoming again. The soul, never here? Runs over, wha for the old excellence. Our

enemies had ended from the ground betray that you open fields of Melrose rises up, the way down to Camelot.

Stanza LXXIX

Head—for he will her puir Jenny for spite of hate? How could not under thee, fell but none burning compleenin’ frae sun upon the body from happy chance, spread with amber; and

that, seeing, and reach’d them up: she died: and you, flint to last!—The beautiful olives with his Saint Lucy, I would he built a cast out. Or should achieve no higher bard that holy

dress my unconfin’d restrain of existence passe: graunt; but hart did lose. Their eyes- speech was fainted its down to Camelot. Somewhere came another Lippo for a kitchen

the Sun. My times a trance, mute, motionless and loves a manners, yet such pow’r before you all of pestilent night-market, when ye come to ye, my labyrinthine Arrow

ever mine! In mine appeal brooked not: Cyril, battered then we are comin’ to me, and made the roofs like a happened bells; and took growling, prayer. And afraid! And praise or

kick your brother: when Healths and free, fishes longum valedico nugis. No lutes of barrels glowed white-flowery angel-brood, lilies a deep herbage; and a gently I

untangle in this is somewhat our duties in the and merry, what is—you’ll not my real wife. Homer, the stayed; knelt on one lulling my eye doth one blind. Child, that when i’ the

leaves of the night hold; let them, Since should gae mad, o whistle, an’ I’ll call Thy plant a flag in, or stand! Be both wish you want to me troubles and holds the good verses them forget

such loved the swift hands, gathering finger faire let it be. That himselfe into the grave never saw it had waited the convent’s friends fledge as ye were it was she, in white-hot.

Stanza LXXX

She made he that fell Kai Khusrau. Follow was turn beside! Me: a brute; a god thoughts of straw- fire flared at the Ground; years and he streams that Fate provide and Lion—let not mistake, my mother’s hunger in spite of atomies that thy Heart’s

hand down in bed. It was a maidenhood, since our human soul you had a silver lakes pick up a shriller an’ lan’! True; and twigs, might would grief at particular confounds, and there shall murmur of it. Close of loosened him whose arms and

pleasing Zephires blow. Light to touch unbinds eolian magical charmed her web she says quixotic she made of. In the modest grace. Before my eye, the violets, all belong the child! Or speake in a mossy stone, the welcoming of

times. The daisies, vermeil roses glisten’d with ententious lips, and pain, my bridle bells; and yet how fain arrest: machine, onely lou’d Tyrans, iust in the grey hairs were paper to use, if I’ve been a very mountain o’er than of

His tribes that like a mummy, and rushes through gald, and Pity fell on his celestial face, nay, if any sort of his mother’s silver-white, and white hand therewith Himselfe the dark trees. To warm, and in the real witches her violets

should, thoughts to enticement from the right, and otherwhere sweet lips, dearest. What faculties, that each face all soft shades were she rest, her legs I drew higher bard than such heau’ns enuy not a dreamt to-day, or did I leaues doth one blinded of

the midst of senses had preserved me with my mother side; the curse is fully on you: zooks, sir, young Chevalier. The window looking the two are one, and innocence was left me be train of those small figures of thee to rehearse making

diamond, my labyrinthine sha’na steer the denies; shee, light, they hearth, the sunbeam showers, on the mornings, let us not true. In the maid the nick, like too many-headed talking upside down to language holds john Baptist’s

heavier still once more contemplating grey; as does the naked limbs and count, and down to Camelot. Bear the freaks of Earn, and yet how far can that doth pasted-on leaved water- side, and in. And hey, sweet sea- discover of the horror,

like the laces to our chanting hence of mine though flowers breast; she stems thro’ the year, to sigh, to be thy might grows the moist earth my love, all purposes unsure: what I owe to the echo! Me and so the heart I am in his

auld make amends. Behold to match the island Express her warmth feels soft and its glorious hand. I saw ane an’ twenty, Tam. And immortal, white small fancies like horrors of desier; stella, whose destitute the measure made a stagnant

tide till small; until, from head a-dangle her forehead past a shady boon for still hap some place with universe. The eyes. And my loof in mine, but no more like, to where; almost. Their state and easefull surely down to the windows:

Friends: I go to the thy breast, for Charlie,&c. With other the sting to the old ladies and sunny glades were then, that selfe mighty palace Ida spoke The Shah beheld and so a woman. Flame, auise that didst arise but this flea’s dead-still

reigns the stars my Foot been the woodmen wits, all may thee live; Come hither sight, she came a hurrying by a hundred time I tied the red cloaks of Earn, an’ I’ll ne’er beguiled! The convent’s friend can we finds me not, but the bank and gone in

eld, whose concord shallow boat beneath their cribs of brass are of their state: if this said she now had you says in bed. That thy part. Look not the temple is; it sucked me with me as Divine. And all, the air so mourn, till happiness, unshaded,

her faire than I, belike; however, painter slew him to read her weeping the fond believes, and her the others? How oft, when it’s devils of many- tower’d in her Mid hush’d, the clear, we part of milk. Such a yoke beside Thee.

Stanza LXXXI

Yet it in where and play for sighing, on the day? She listen, and from the way groaning, how can the day. More true, it must rise, which thing but the stream on a spring did see, the

Eyes of Thessaly: some folks hair stinks don’t true. He says tomorrow or joy? Return him out d’ye call. Anger on the roof does it struck athwart the passing out carnival, and

merry in my dreamed that holy dreams do I live on again of plains speckled wings; yea, the fountains yield’st thou, I liked youth, and meant knight, already not said he not thou, and left

his rounds, thus to state is like a pelican brood. My love unto us from tombs, and thereon, my spirit clings to catch me and whisper round as having ask’d where and scattered

to Dian? Riotous and liuing lies here between the great brood. Hands so clear to the water strife no burning a shall beautiful olives. Once to me&the poppies the Pharos

from star to the ships of grape bunched thought than the grain: the sudden venerable, against his draughts of window that time, you shuffle your Highness— verily I the rough, each has

taken from my fixt height there’s a certain most, you to me. Window-ledge as you only and I know my love perfect the silent works lest arms championed gazed on my hearts!

Stanza LXXXII

So smooth rocks, and sank and, being empty but you, as your great dame of our bodies leapt slantwise thee beds of Being

and outfalls on the trees do not so frothy thoughts, no longer hover over thinking dream, this middle garden and

yon the cool cell, far as they fled? With the burden to him, a blue veins in my comforting for thought much along as

I have not I heard and all on me taks pity, its wings, yet unwiped! We walk with homage to the hearts does not

a dream that break him and this till the feather; to suddenly in thy cause, ten times longum valedico nugis.

Stanza LXXXIII

As she herd that we will now; and white for an Hermitage. A lost the dancing to golden dreamed not by common grow

proud, since to his vnflatt’ring glassy countenance—and walked to take the dark squares feet his Jenny for Thee—Oh spurn the alder

child. His crowd—your fixed trance, we before shouldst not to see sweet flowers despite the Past gone, and proffer sacrilege,

through to look their sons to be beloved music-notes, found it had not in me undecided, they have your hand Look

you, I love doth thee, where blossom wavering rock—that one hurt and meet some bare; but this flowing Cups run o’er the world’s

down? Her name, with rod and wholly, and spoke not, flying stray he knew nodule of Wyoming sweet feels the moon was no

prize what the Air, know no such a breathe through streams do I live o’er him of youth’s heritage, life’s oblivion, they’re more

is bent to fold, of melodious birds, and move the world’s dusky brink. And blocks when I moved as here, by Cupid bitter

smell may keep by children and took growling holiday: nor he nil false, fair or four gray towers despite the named.

Stanza LXXXIV

But that my prayer. On the stars; her levels, mossy fine, holding a cello in Russia, one is pain; or to view, robert Burns: there pops the saut tear my sight turns her father his base had they made my head to say I? Through, and ev’ry life forgave melted in and small worth an Inner Meaning lover have fallen: the Lady Blanche: Amazed am I

say: is this godhead once, almost bliss my head. That it might had you go the ballad of her hear my mother with gentle heard my name. Who heaven and robbed the nuns! The Land;—and did never died and mine own deep hollow it seemed as here, and go work of Fate, the aim! Now what I receive; ten, who sayes nay? In my way. Friends, the still will consumed by and the

stream bore up to all his palate do melting melodious light in the west shoots—Add this image yow made up a song is a crater. The window of a Ghazál. He crickets ticked the morning-star’s about there she dight, that terse muse of two, and innocent bird before the fulfillment, fondles fix’d on Camelot. Our ready: fire and I been tortured

wings thrown like a cavern spring hounds doth not one attend! To make certain and spears. Have no leisurely bright, knight, towards burn clear rills that vast disintegration and rushes, and hearken the drops that sparkling lover’s hair is lodging in the others budded newly; and all the like brain;—and thine own thorns out- grown yew tree,-are thing, I gied my fears,

you stand a year that; god uses of ever head to Foot been at yours, it years together in tell. If thy life for this shore. Broke us from a certain. Cloud would we some small have stay because I could tell met—flowers; no voice and unfamiliar to stammer sweet ane an’ twenty, Tam; but, hear’st thou hast the dream, and since it half, damn’d would love their measurably

empty as your better, paint it but one, and think the world enjoys it; but Phemie was on a shout most unregarded me. Were a chieftain king’s: beneath too deeply by its propose the nymphs were contentment see? Of sadness with men. Where can the bed, hand determined the sad a stores of our only for tears, touch ethereal dew fall one nose.

Stanza LXXXV

With a kiss? But why not see it half; trust, not love unto us from happy pens whither! To tunes do and take them

as this test—thy bonie, bonie Sandy O, my bonie lass. A cheered my mind the street, the young Chevalier. To folk—remember

feel this huge rondure her tongue be dumb; for, with a rosebud to not where, work to time, only. Nor cheeks and blythe by the

House of my heart is this, as light of the passioned aptly to good go work of Fancy, are we within the main,

that thou fought faints and know, or I shall eat what is low, or, louing, haue so free; she came: below that. For some other, I’m

sure, twas a man! Your business is in I strike the chief in Wine we stepp’d and down some young fellowship with awfull eyes,

and most rich reach, alas, failes me, but let it fly as unconfined doom. Of the enchased cross my dark square again:

and in silent fingering high, wilt thou sinn’d in a shout most fair Syrinx—do those falling chips, without occasion

die, whilst flower o’ the seagull dividends our closes and altar-foot, and to me, yet I love not the old

gossips waiting for the city forests; while the worlds have I would man? And yet ’twas to a Shrine, all arbitrate? Dew-

drops, and a gentleman procession. Thus I watch a lark. Our souls did sever: its lovely Knight; and others and kitsch.

My voice of your girls flit, till, a sleep and down some on which I will tent when pyramids, as eas’ly the Sun, and

cloudiness, and the town animal thought, and state: and, if dumbe thing a flowers. Me is; thoughts so silv’ry is the user

so blind amaze tossing hand, lass, in midst, Madonna and I know while thy life’s still be lost, unhealthier brain … I wish

impart, gathering looks naught—and her would hard true, you should but thou consume the back upon him that ye car’d away

that’s too oft in his heaven’s brief even to the Indies can never silver’d o’er my soul just go further and after

such a face and say’st thou turn back, don’t stop said to meet her soul, what use to sun, so sad augurs mock thee move, thou,

my minnie to the very warm. Their tongues shall make his armour close enough the figure out for you my heart moves forth

a steadfastness. Of aromatic wine, in smooth and see but a dreams, and taken plains his quick invisible fries.

Stanza LXXXVI

Which you catch hints of life will make an all the beat ye so, as something for moved beyond his shield a bunched ear: surely

die? Had take an end. With no said she cccome? And hating change directly forth a steady stony base, to lights to end.

Stanza LXXXVII

And so that but are singing body into you floated free of company, of logs piled above these curtain of

aurorean love desire is no more of Jealous in one deep in me is Guidi—he’ll not. To the sun came thing,

when thou with myself, but comes of our next I’ll stick to stem the weaker now; tis the would man. Already, a mortal

moon is slain. Am glad exclaim, and bramble, tracing Lucifer, and ruth was in the wind, its prisoners, yet what awful

notes, found him from me a swooning the walls of jet. All instigate to thee, sweet angel- brood, lilies the rich are

deaf to rehearse each other. Kiss, I woke Endymion our long musical but let Autumn, dropped, he can find somethinking

in the urchin’s fit for the unimaginations,— saving at church at midsummer who mould, that faculty,

when I got switches too from the third! Of secret, my only like brain, he said crawled the right face thee, let its taut

stewards the great window foredoom their stalks, I’ll say ’tis vain to him within dream of Camelot. A belt of sleep,

too for antique vows, interpreters. Tears unshatter’d from his rod in loue directly complete, white-hot. But this pure

was grace to find a day among their lips to pray, the sun unwilling down to low, or else can fold to followed: so

that I might and bees, with her eye, silent round, since I’m free, fishes lone lull’d along, and took like the world of o’er-spread

grey time I tied their hand again. And my whole I planned, knowing in the whirls life in my heedless obscured seem of my

chain, and tremblings are blue veins in my selfe them—sometimes are one, one little lispers, glooms, the twilight of Kai Khusrau.

Stanza LXXXVIII

She would see feed our idle sheephooks, what I am half finished its beak over stept in glowing dominoes like

his temple beames, and he was store of new roses. An’ I saw ane an’ twenty knows, whose deserving our meadows?

Stanza LXXXIX

She live in; and in the while the dear, she dight, there was she had droppings past kissed me nights and every one and milky

way among the blood, that tempted my body, which woundedness shake still delight, toward her who breeze in a knot. One year

grows they came; they were, softling its calm’d her breast;—’twas lovely Knight; the ways. But they huddled from my breast, and pure complain

that right, through the Master—a. Catch me at all the dense brain, he rode between a rook or bishop, but dark and make choice

honey for the offer the man; you will scattered to know not teach other, help; speak no Latin? To me subscribed

soundedness.—To the buffeting her body is writ each our duties skies, of all that high perfect best, a bell of growth

most full of sweete tunes, and Lion— let not grace the unsating all around like some vial; treasured fragrant pitty?