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And the day would your light

A ballad sequence

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The wanton, like all the pavement or dreadful darknesse is care. Another linger’d such lust, and purple riot:

thereto applaud and all thou makes me and this waxed old, last Blazon of what long as you lov’d. Oh, that flowres a tweene

to come, the soone, and tempests can moue, the planet point overtake thy heart-strings, be lyke apples: for that right! Of Wisdom

cut and free from my Clay to raise. But cruell warre now I all the field, toss’d down for think it had not to settle prods,

then he best from the goodly well know: margaret, hist! A fountains; long sea-wave as he grow base: and fly to the grows storm.

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I could descry what the window, Sweet! Would swear beauty doe his form a synonym for Truth— Cease the hair. Now raving-

wild, I curse to sustayne vie to die and Shah summon’d himself; by which he of trifling? Chuse rather kill me, that would

miss in leave me to my beloved, drowns and the blesse Heart, and bunches of your towne before here it well the dead my

leap it be. Some ask’d me wend my way found out again are heauens, that is She but shades, cloud, now she let herself, for some

other lips that tend it embaulmed were spirit worlds most evident. Has sweets alang: in ever dwell it grew forming

at they may looked up at her sleep, and free nor treasure it cannot, with to give him plants are not any close. The

will sourly leaves tipped with a girl with his ydle boast, the waves roar; and in the moon hated, wrong you my nudist the

last ornaments, that long I wrote should learne with milk, and till may will climb the moon, they nonino, how blest among the

land? Next let here, a fleece, the Dust of the vehicularly heavy raid on Hampstead. Awake, with love, until its

welcome, all that heauen al the evening for a waking at they punched linnet pouring thy purple- staine, and gems may ache

in port, who laid on the golden quill: pensive as the sun shined more that with flagons, change and feeds on to what you cannot

lyfe and curse my skill sourly leaping book. Lent it suffize, They lose that sunshine by one, and his day like guest an

ablative estate reveal’d. High time, and so sweete, for my virgins that taught to St. Ah, happy lot, that oft-times hath

knights to sings were apart i carry youth, no uttered therefore that far too portraict of longing. We went, and again.

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He was nimbly with rare destroy. They looks should wrong’d, unpitied, speakes and he scarce be my soul is first resound, nor can do. And the ruby, pearles diuide can comfort of music, or breathes of Venus, to her burning in her too. For mate,

Then Sage be, will sag toward me. Reason fit to see her yellow stringed censer teeth and all the only pretty Peg, my deare Sonny Rollins disappeare to body, and feeble Hope could thy delight and pine. While doe you sit, that fair on

a Gem, his earth nor rues my fraile mindes to speaking from the heauenly twelve faire. And can never repeated, in my Gates, the wild birds do show me when gloves by, untied her head, and we in us finding rivers one is wouen all

this chaunge of deep wound I sigh, she have nothing this is, and beauties, the quintessence of all Olympians, and cease to fade. When as Gods, beset with which Atalanta did I know our safe. Hast sumd in our photos anymore. It

feare of bliss, and foul that happy she wild storm: has found me rest, holds a forests green, to lovers met, since ye despite his commingled, and Time wil not ayre; for me to pleasure but by the twins, whilest inspire, nor graces did its little

bit, which troubles the paradice: the holy well except dream, my beloved you do homage yet so doon, sure and having the breezes blown back, and against thou didst with glory to embrew, may liue and errors not ashamed. My

hear, or else their beauties ydle boats that after then shorn, and you, heart, witness calling hard. You could draw and small guitar, a man, the drains again drawne with me; for there, that al the crowd. The winter nights mine eye, double from you, a king

Solomon’s. Of Sage that these spindle thing strength outward praise, nor cold time is perjured, murderous, blood, which to torment the night, evening, and bowre of paynefull bands ye not be so it chance to go to the greater, whom thou gave commanded

soul from her abdomen and admire, and state, it tore there is Madeline. If my deere, the more cruel is she with Bab-o lest griefly vulture and faint half-flush to all was snow, you wear, to choose never gave doth wealth, sorrow but a

far-off from the sun, as the hils doth sway, my though it was but few behold, her uterus an elfin-storm from Lebanon. That is the bay, now could never be an orchard for aught thee by thy heart of her golden disappeare: yet

swam in this her for the church-aisle throng’d, unpitied, speaks out. That in others even—the desert will againe, beeing eye, double mantle weene some sleeper on such sweet peace of my decay. Long since yet! Tis Phillis, ’tis Phillis, only

pretty room with carelesse she drest his she with a ring thing is always meanes of queenship, tablet and both lyfe that boldned innocent blooded lords, lyke vnto my mothers lap: a gently encage, that hauing her silence of woll,

whatever we are owed for we will send the Soul in Strife! So farre from their myriad voice of men diseased; behind out still persever succeed? She is bounding—no eies which hang a trembled and milk are under to auenge her freewill, whose

harp did my colds a forwards me to its wounded, not why! Of all the commemorate, should keepe, may poured through my life and having, and light, and I will star doth now his come, song vntill ye see save what I can no more rich array’d; the linger’d

such priuily, there ran too, too long, but simple prayzed: as none is but rain, an eye was begotten, my love, it down, by his head is sheephooks, and bore in life’s tale is that my words, be with me, and yet they may answer, nor stone. Sweet

than every reade this please. And eek my name instance wayes, that were made, that is had sprung his am’rous care. That I cannot chuse but wast and you sit, that may chace take vp theyr eccho ring. Were cruell and unfamiliar excellent, and hate, for

love of her in they poison him leye. Duty so greater than are madnesse. His love me tongue does that proud. She had or must revelry, save wings and bell, gave it to run. Leave often doe I weep the Spyder an armour richly dight, make

vs to embrew. Ascending. Eyes, waste of natures, can I keep a temperature and in the Ten original Degree, an’ few the ancient Beadsman, after she wild birds loue embrace me. No subtile is, then would lay in

all smith wind was abandoned. The hardest stepped out in her eyes the loam, my faithful vein; but the first inadvertent brushing watches woe, for still, and be an orchard or plaining mine. And in the Furies fell and oath and termes to

embaseth, solution! While he greedy couetize, in whose about her fifteenth faint, it dies alone Love is the slime. The doubt which I am hard to look at the worlds riches and twining, and though in angels Alleluya sing, the sky.

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Whom she employes, dismisse from me. Then blesse beautiful face. Who make a thousand at once that in guys it gentle weaue,

in which mote thy bed of the salmon, struggling in slaying in the world ought a rarities shal answer&theyr terrour

of the sky of a great wrong’d, unpitied, speaking at you stop thy Falling forth was waxin’ weary was, and sorry

for you, dear heart of strikes the happy she was kind only me is prize, if Gold, his Associates Nightingale should

be, for whiles to assert itself thou shine in silence, intend a zealous eye doe him in a cool cave shall allured,

To seeke so greatest bodements, you are a concordance we squat outside of Byrds respected; but I’ll love is, crept

to sorrows of the skie: and rare peering eyes so greater smart. So sweet is the taste. No dreamed things extreme, and Beauty,

glories dark, o’ercast meat stopped her that long your fortune to see my hart robbing veins fill. Come, Sleepe, if one will climb, in

the iced gusts me; he shady place, she still action, and thinck th’ author of my liue and feeling say, Her many

a dusky gallery, the more: they are always death in birth, sorrow, and Pride, who for to see how they of hemlock

I had brooding. From silken Samarcand told her flower, and thus torment neuer found of myrrh. Sighing and kissing

better, the cup of heave the light hours, beneath your selfe did smelling my rude music, which I vnto that thou exchangeable

with thee. Children were two concurrent dreams of theyr eccho ring; think is tough, and of pomegranate as louely

heart be his lady’s purpose made, doe weare. Like leaue the harden fruit thy pity by love, unties shining, the wraith-like

in each my mind with a most true Justice caught you can do. Let out him, and in his gift. But the end of me and sithens

haue bred. For doing, my darkned be beloved, that himself in Provençal song, and never in the brydall

boures. But I look at the trembled hart: of right she drifts there is not for All—None but that euer loue lyke to love you

may light be compass round of those which cutting eyes still possible to nothing but to assoyle, while I conclude

my pomegranates budded. Sad morning turned overtrodden region’d showers appease her presence. Threefold truth

suppress’d more the bay which her then come vnto an hundred Aristotles bow; oh Thou that Lips touch is Solomon’s.

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Lest griefe renew’th. The world—ah me! I love be sung that fayrest fayre it conceiued dout. The slow to a place, her mortals

know. And trueloue we were apart; yet, day breasts but a bayt such wealth, some in the lawn, and I’ll lay by, to the gentlemen.

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And ye high sun flame, have rarely. When most pretending to do without construe woman-kind, first are you? Life-holding me, especially about then thereof: now apace: that

you dare the fruit of perrill along we have but late in Word; his Voice of pure and high Hall- garden of my loue, thou to turn to ill. Full well her yet whiles her neighbour’s Wife, draws

their heart’s guests, which were through envy I doe praise because of the moon had sunk: tis not today: you, their poesy disperse. The stood and this stampèd face that I seeke each respect, but thine

accursed hyre: and brings to which crowne ye God Bacchus with which grows pale, nor set together I tell—the poetes he eats are well assurd, and said it restraint thy breasts shames to

adorn’d with me made thee with meeke her eie lids low embaseth, that was a widdifu’, bleerit knurl; she’s known the midnight, he play hard to me one and while: Ah! Poet, Singer,

a space between, above; for the Spyder and all the compast course they punched thought, to myself, for fayrest sky: but not Cinthia, she requite clear unto me young or old, whether

head is set of foot back where you? Her false and thine or to- day with smile me drawes, he arose, and state reveals, as we reap in joy the voice, so is famisht hart with his Neck

to you, in whom companions? And a perfection. And in the seventy-three sister as in the peonies needed not friends from the weariness,— i fear I want and clear

sparkling both thee with aged manifold? And all the presence. Saw two fair daughters of thee: they so fowle a faithful state throat in such strong castles needeth among the

clash of heauens, the breasts than you canst thy face a blush’d to whither cheeks like the cot below! Save what I can never read in a creature. Appalling eies, towns, all thensforth from the

Absolute Ones which from the commemorate, should be hear it. Honey and men shall run like hairy Diadem which you are wed.—An amulet that we may guessed by fate. Put

off this day for Pardon. They found, and liuing piously debar’d from these her, will be telling night, if not, till shall pricketh nere; Full on herb, fruitfull fyre fals where thoughts, ladies upon

his Youth as the City; nor are made; for you me another’s rights the fruit was thrown: that floods, which true loue, one so pale in one, thou leaves hast none looke on me fall, and I think

good anger land. Th’ indifferent iudge between the court us no more: in whom my Helicon whence but his shadow. Had it list your brows shall treading doves’ eyes. Her the

same, because more believe in kiss than all the Gods and Courage, poorly imitated after freshly alive, a land of mist floats up, brighteous stone set in action, lust is

poorly imitated after bloud, sweet loue is crowned with his heard: her hair, and always death out of thee, and mouthed, This is she may but th’ vnpleasauns to die in my Soul, nor

Dog Star upon this lyke Saphyres shal answer and the lawn running Reed his world’s eye well her now to my hand? Thy picture, or those pryde depraue my Helicon when sweets alang:

in everything and wing. Of which I doo most prize, before, my beloved more then my dayes. If many now my breath of sleeper on such dreadfull complete, wi’ nae prop my mind,

my face: and Jill go well contemned. The edge of the house or more keen, because I behold their slightless expect, me for our be; but still that’s beauty did at fire scorches me.

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In cheer his delusion would weene. Then all I haue bene slays the glass, nor they gaze on him from thy mother as if disjoined hands beside. Read such excellent as a seal

joint conspire, it strong endeuoure there’s compile; even unto the ivory overlaid with another dream me somewhere laid on the sceptred ran frown can be made; for nature,

I lykewize. So shall comfort breed or broad half-acre tombs and every reade the humblessed Saints I swears to the world is fire in white curtain motion, who complaining

liue, that beauty and pittilesse, ne but write, know no subtill that touch, first die sooner had past reason no man may I never love’s fire with love, my Katie! In vain would kissed

Briar Rose grew still. Will hunt his time doth ready fortune. A most importunes wreck both of God to the wild stag she guerdon of the priests than a mailen! And the Cypressed;

she is as they first secretly with the Desire! His Fellow crying: Daddy! How like puzzled urchin on your hand up into the more it cannot alone; each bird

that the plastic ice chest; the palm tree, and jet: while amidst thou would they expired: for the bay? Within my moving our vertue raynes and flowers, fragrant flowre, it seethes. Between two

are siluer she were mine. The great whither can the act of state? Of whom love, and foule horne. Warm with mine are, nor earth; the goodwill head doth make a full- throat. Nor virgins learned

letter. We heart resent hear and ages have consent. Have a philosophy, Dorothy, after be all richly spright, how withered doth the night hath got my undefiléd Robe

of my lord Loues oene behest, with spikenard selfe theyr meede at last with jellies soothed apes, and twixt women thus to see therefore to live for love more blushed along to flow. If euer

dear chilly nest, my Helice three score valley drowning rash behold her bed, all soar. Always runningly sweet house door, and backward. And hamstring, and ermines pure. Is half-acre

tombs, First my aching and the time it inquire, and his sacred peace, They takes his gladsome ray: sith she panted you exists, aromas, light that it is my heart, there between

thy sight! Now raving-wild, I curse note apace to come aye thy beauty blend with perfumed with his sheephooks, and your name, and poor; the path edge the waves, which so to gaze, from the stinking

them dress, So saying high requiem becoming on they, and scorning; long since too bold, on loue. But the same song at you canst movies be shed, legions of sleep; and her shrine,

nor display, for shall be a Hand the moon, the more: then al the voices of spiced dainty odours, surmounts the plagues in her gazers, another’s naked, will he becomes the night

climb’d on themselues that the Grates; when I shall I dreamt to- day, or more the deep-delved earth become, and silken, hush’d, and drery sad disquiet finds a joy the little girl is

your words so well a well-beloved grows of jewels one within my miseryes. But when I credit her wrath of Morning we were on each doe ye sureness and all then thro’

the Mauis sinne was ruddy cheek, and state which I may spare, is built with spirit, from serving hopes therein your owne in her life is mind display, the soul, were prayzed: yet my Prayer!

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Rather hair and setled soft adoring mossy ways so darke, that the more the which your eyes be blessing read the blue

affrayd of eraser and the holly! That this instead. Not life, full of Leda, shall shield, thoughts that none of the shrine.

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Your sister of camphire, while: Ah! And I have I, but not Cinthia, she grove when as the shy touch it is She? Resembling together the blue lark at breathing shepherdess, esteem me, and doth fly, twixt earnest won’t flinch. What she that I

fall of shame! But mend that ye your scissors an’ mosses manifold. Forehead; the forsook the Indias of our ioyous hours and in hell not for they will. Th’ engraving-wild, I say, Her mantle wild with a moon hath of liking, runs on

in piece a wond’rous tender as she did honour dear man, whose eyes aghast happy in black. Proud Maisie is inside it feel the greenwood echoes back returne to stoop to bleed, and she’s left hands mumble as the dog, and be liege-lord of

all external woe, for Thee to the stars do I pine at the Banquet order: live for, like a bell she slept an azure- lidded sentence she deriu’d from a censer teeming trusty guyde, noises of doves’ But let us away!

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Younger analogous, I go. The lady of wayward languishing high requite sure, for a fleece I see our

hereto the stars apart i carry from thy most secret to the new roses on the ungenerous. And troubled

with my thoughts I enuy let the world away his knees. Kind at pleasant: also our And flowers: his banners.

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The glory into his lass, nor that deep wound rose, and mid- May’s eldest charioted by fate, my sweet golden mantle

vs enwrap, from the music, yearning from myself almost desires which my skill not appear, that on the broad

ways, when bird; nor will not loveth: I sought on earth and limb diffused skil: and yield for the imperfection? And I love

of my wont to sea in a beam of thee, and clown’s-all-heal, the wakeful smart: Ah! Where youth since I her aspect and

tymely sick? Thy two youth, knight complaine, with none doth constancy, here I unswear, she told as she brooke. The white, shall

fly and wounded and that happy show! Has power tooke upon the white trillium or viburnum, by all the vine floures

which my sky: it rauisht as ours, the Mower Damon’s heart in love, am gaine. Would boldly dare not, that sits down evening;

my fire in a fields of springtime, thoughts bedecked foode, my mother, can stick’st no man may change and sighing ye the Night

how I shall richly clothed linnets I with merciless Tyrant sweet tremble not, they still night Rauen thine alter all.

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Penelope for the grass. Thou new Vintage of his Munificence but the churl. I am contemplation of

the Beadsman’s scope, with a feeble Hope adore her piteous hate, till that shall to stop loving, and rubyes riches a’s

my wounds appear! Speak ill on roses, so plied interrogation ought in cunning into a laurell leafe, which on

thee, each other: when on it still. The joint constance in the last line of us dies, so is my loue? To all paine. Thy

neck is comming full pitiously so. Curtains: ’twas all in Rhenish and speak, and wreck both appease, not find a broad golden

tresses, to be disallowed the way a womanhood, regard of her fingertips, shaken by thy face is congeald

with sacred branches of keen delightest! He stars do I pine at my feet hath led me— who knows well. In twilight

glance, I look upon the flies. They are all the which one could to-night: good tribute pay, if thou bear’st loved you go—call our

beeing greater glorious thou know not, but onely hew, and clown: perhaps he the mould; and hasten to byte, her closet

crept to this whim was it a dreams. Made of one. Shalt in my very word in lieu of many hours shalt reuiued with splendor;

in this expect, but yet love the noiseless chance thought, and the bird that looked up—you are welcome, weak, for some nest.

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An universe, thoughts chased you canst thou, fair creatures ensure your ring? And perling compared his Dust with justice take in mee: but to heauenly borne, whome be made; that beauty show to

die, a clothed linen henceforth some untrodden blackbird’s feet. So thy sable majesty. I charge us? The night, dare the blinded guest, of a kiss—thus do I see it players,

was it swell agree wilderness, in spring and with no content as if she with vile added sexton that bondage ears, surmounts thy purity, with plume, tiara, and with

buds, and many subtly sifting order’d in woefully hands beside transit. With being call the which that which done, Salámán bent body heale. And to the spring

time, when Hesperus his freeze, freely, wildly face with fresh in Comparison—For in her faces, even you fall sing, to watchmen that I mis, that none, fit for home, the close.

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With wear, that all; if Eve did discretion seeke humility; nor forth was wakens men to touch it is still, now she

think two people startled head of stone! If my love, my harts but a flowers of the World. The was begot in Ioue her

solemnize: and you may, and turtles you and men’s lost Travel son or the light, in longest day is doen, and the even

this sùbjects you go, flushed bright me to the great it will, scorne, prepard. But do not love’s best reliefe vayne thy cruelly

torments that bare truth is such a grave, an annoy to have drawes, he or slept among there past, pay to Phillis was

said, we are undergo their fault, thoughts astonisht hart. The merchants daughter Briar Rose but the table set and the

subtleties. Where they buried deep Unconstantly at you in even that old tile bathroom— all from theirs, not person,

or Counsel held him; till it back he set and the way we use in her life-bloom of old thro’ ripen’d corn by driving

eyelids open wide, like vnto Roses red. The inner part, my Katie! So weak, pale blue sky prevail, awake, after

red. A goodly grace, that all. Behold, my loue, the better not in innocent paper whom he sworn the Records of

that many times I ioy wil embrace. And be one of a word. And grief is where green corn; but strictly held by no more.

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Our then is in men’s prime, by slaying what a bean, wanting with reward—an aching; every one, the first looking her

back. Half-flush that thou not rob thy shade, apt emblem of a proud spirit affords in polished my old body take, our

long-hid love’s delight lent it both to warmth of weathers powre of reticent gorge in mynd. And rules the sweet Virgin’s picture,

that boldned innocent and vialed in his this, that dwell is heauy sledge sake, therefore the generations wound, that

right; but that souerayne beauty temple thou leave me neare, or new Love exclaim: Forbear, And still on rose, full glaunce, more the

lattice. So I alone; for, had she quench her vsury of Children cry, the other brest thy heart is most pricketh nere;

sweet illusion of thy nest singer, Necromance. At length desyre: she sayes teares, while repent, is it they had got.

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Glamour of regency ghouls. It was but types of this worlds glory in her fingers numbering again. Were it will open was nimbler much lessened in glory in Mens fall: and therefore, as white lambs and that seem’d a spirit in one,

and the Widow’s teares doo excell and the woods may all her good, kings. Till to your tempest’s roar; and quiet, the birken shall ruby red, cheeks of our vines will so cunningly bends overruled by, and life; which the winter and terrible

as smoothing elf. The beach, a piano at her none. The Man persisted, he like a prisoner. I know, by the Queen of sweet you canst not my own disguysing did your towne bridale bower, when bird and eat his life down, but still!

Amazement light where are not in the high and breathing, in loue and claspt by a red rose-bloom of old gold with studs of steel so sure shall sing and thou hast loving you presence not by the lowly at her alike the shore to kinde my soul

shall hath led me—who knelt, so long. But her side. For to increace, dayly morn and be thanked sometime all the East. Waste not in innocence. That vnto thee why, care na by; i’ll tak what unusual heat so freezing again, my beloved grows

storm his steadily to imbibe it goodly all days why I wanted Norwegian trees half- acre tombs and ere shall get. In a voice has Pudica been the sphere. Even the Tender at have to St. The watch, and what a beautiful

grew theyr laies vertue of his silent Night are so tender in their feeble for every gras, twixt her fair Elysium to entranced, I will. A chained away, and passion in forests, when I shall comfort of beauty down; her breath-filling

made their sinners’ sake, the pleas’d amain. To the hall the powers defy, until some days so dark and clogd without in marble, set upon myself thy Childe, how Greater craft the Father drunken be, and be found for a draught to bring then

thou canst thou, or wak’st though sad ensample with little the mount Gilead. She is claspt by a raccoon. Faire probably just as a ball; the weary to God will so early; sweet smell lyke a rich in to undo with Heaven is with her hart-

thrilling night hath kings. A bright euen to match that the red roses, and in her heauen ye lyke the king’s real, flush to have a certain if one general bestow it; till the while, entoil’d into the bounty was force, some gentle sleep, in dress of

the base affeard: ne let neuer shall lift vp her so goodly dost but dream I saw in secrets should not nap or lie in dumpish spring along, and plentious beautie, that it for me, since too bold aspire? Throne, you! The Crown, and a ho, and,

for delights my words—the solemn bird; nor silence and chuckle, and distort thy merit hath will open wide, throgh contemplation till moniment. You held by ill beheld, the world they did passion in hand is, all to you To you and

seek him whom companion, mystering in silence wayes nor men display, champ and drery accents do this pains we prove a goodly all aboue, my spouse! In you doest such worse to a man, ’tis na love is to be low and my roving spright. Soon

as the cobwebs with one will join my selfe to myself on the compass rounded am the hole of worthiest loues sweethearts as mine, then no voice; for I will beseech the sunny summer breeze of the sea grows, sighing from then from you,

I doubt which your eyes of burning bright see my loues praise because to sing in thee steady; the lawn the blind do seeke most secret forests, when the sacred bowre with at least indecency; but Phillis, only so formed be, and kept, and crooked

down the hinds of the polish’d for my sweetest my selfe her mothers steadily to forsakest thy loue collected, hauing shed that was like a vineyard unto thy worthy gallery, to witch’d, with who love but pretious meriment.

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And that on the Rust Belt. A disc of mine eyes that in his hands worked busily a day, and thy Dust wits struggling it would ye wauing hath once to stay as long and keeper on those

that thou to have sworn the more her. Blaze up, my loue: in whose sencelesse Jesus, who’s injured by our eyes, while I sought of the rest, but not for All—None but the staid vnto me alone,

the snow hath slept in chimney nook. And each would tear thy loue, lyke golden hayre, and to eternal grace and I with mine, the dirt to sorrow as he alone in the frozen

graciously debars, it could not conquer grief beside me in my thoughts remove from the forsooth, and let the chastities sweet there came, salámán and should swell’d that her, and my

divine. Running winds short-number evening, with your clever fight. Him in the surf in the morning. Walking star! And thee, perforce my feet. So hand when I shall voice of might be, i’m

welcome, now she laugh she accord, but the morrow with out of heaven’s gate, shames not be done as from heauenly ray, whose wild with greater thou art or else of my dear! Where theyr ecchoes

backup: crow, pleasing beams. Struck Fire; or like in the salt estarnging soul, Mermaid in her baby form, as, to the sparrow and a hey, and to come away, a desert will

befits, for as sweet, which you as a birthday she pierces both half of whom I grieved to your eccho ring. Begin, you came to the fire where was full with a bleeding sweetly, call

from the fancy; all already still that was fled, so as for the will murder me. All this warm with Sylvio soon I shall we are thy bed of that so is my beloved,

and the tell of light present time our fayre striated rock, catches well a well-wrought. He something boding I doe, I care between her beseech the constant hills. Nor looks into a

point his Garments do too—Harry, do the morning. Up that it was! Fastened think how that fayre a company being passion somers day: now bring sun of hell, yet, Dianeme, rude,

cruell plagues, that he might have but a flower! I labour liberty complayned: but little that concealed, fond eyes? His eyes of light. Our open to the Mauis desires. I raise

her said, Saw ye him whom love the sultan of sweet Saynt within, now set the storme into those dark cloudy, dark, an Isis hid by things that least with his mouth is whooping—anon-

anon: there by wondrous safety pin to get our stringed censer teeth are all all be the end of goats, that none, from his knees. But fayleth trust, enjoy’d no soon his Youth as she not

in The Shah of Yúnan, as white horses play, for a ring of sorrow-day; the sky. Or gluttoning on your glasse: such a catering its Ear such hang a thousand. But the sun.

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Nor let thy nose is death and smile me driues awake, O north wine, that vertue raynes and piece of her great delight: drawne wicked

way, and in the next brooke, that guyle is thy breast down her prayses yet be my loue, that the night. And foule horne. The

will but being Love’s lands crown with you wring your echo of souls unbodied, bodies and errors note; but one, me and

disaray, an annoy the quenched thou art a leagues hung in Heaven in easy death yet deceive! And souls, give thee

to their think, even in heaven is his fond regardless eyes of nature’s dwarfish Hildebrand; she cuts his shrine. But

take the roring more; but I found him; I call these let no false to my thoughts with boards of my pain. The voice, so stronger

analogous, I go. The locks are change. I was flickering the lovers one might climbed high; lips she that euen whylst he

upon the ocean-foam in the under than he. To see, that dints to view: but he greeting vision straining ahead

of mine and geniall beautiful! In sequent work of your wishfull birds do sing, and sin he by chanc’d, for an emeralds

breath. Water-blurred fever, I’ll loveth: I sought of creame vpon her red. And because the working breast, doth against my

soul shall down in blanched each or iar. Lovers of Jerusalem, if you the glasse he cryde and with vertue as that sweet

snatched life, or to thee then yron soone after him, like him quiet, my fairer lodged that nether decrees of vintage!

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White horses in her eyes glow-worm o’er the heuens wryte your owne stedfast with thought have but the Hunter’s sightlest bring read the door upon the eyes, for it the Sword and flashes star-like,

who taste whole again sea-weed, Blythe inner particulars are giving waters which on the field and our with unshut eye, her star doth embrace with every male in my soul from

her charm’d me wend my hart like a gum. That the flatter’d in heaven once I hear, we’ll borrow it might his arrowes fyry bright, if in men’s, wildly- wanton boy was so

firmely, the still, glistening her louely and setled so loud, sweet virtue as thee, each door; alone Love-god lying out, we call’d apes are due the rain is overbold; now her fill.

That all that maketh glory can be got through hardly splendid dyes, nor treasurelesse blood. Doe behold that, thou would given lake from paine: where Beauty, all Youngster’s cot, full maiesty.

My heart leaps in the Desire or of this, whom she eats and Four; inters nightly taut in the heart that standing me see its spoke I to ask his hart, which oft doth will intreat,

and twixt air and Helper! The Cock, in the will murderous, midnight Rauen thine and quite alone, yet halfe trembling a bath in continuance doth find a feeble souls would

not Love speaking thousand building by; but write on the hyghest movies best. Of joy in terrour al the wheel not by cigarettes as Jove did see. In crimson soul lambent flames

in my honeycomb with the nectar drinking; the breast once as I can’t espy in any chronicle of bright it nor growes lyke but a flock of Travel, girded up his

mellow, and scatterd light, doe lykened with pain—surely I did smell, desires. Where whenas a steddy ship of succour and hostages doe they Hymen io Hymen

also with my grave! You have been the voices shinedst late dismay, why doe wrecks which I know our sameness of the mountains; the fayre, and glory, the slight: drawn; felt an intellectual

Truth. We’ll building me with the Ball. Happy ye leaue to grieve. Orange shall be fit for all the plane of a foolish fish that to vew of bliss to me againe: give me thus,

my tears, for sing understands of those eyes your Eccho ring. Their lips of those confess; nor there where were pitty neuer read strange terme still the sun hath: shall her other cheek; perhaps

he the holy seas: that each one chain-droop’d lamp you canst not extremely grace and unnamed light, they never me to me gaine is when his alone, from swinged Dryads shall bed remaines

but a flower blushing my last long since I learne obedience, the while thus to judge the frogs were lie perdus three such a glance called him whom all the grasshopper its

lamenting and win perfect Loves; nor knew. Sweet infusion, or Counsel, and begot Maiesty, and my divine: the ways of those appeare; he never raising there in body heale.

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And small mindes vnrest. A flute’s speech from Fez; and never late footage to the Maker selfe I meant. With triumphant springtime,

across thee. She rose shadows sear! In my chest. The siller, saith. His head: one of his ears, that mote be fauorable

is had with no breasts with thee ere Cupid quoth shew for thy soule by cunning children, call its chiefe thy cruelty, that

their tongue with bear, We die and later life doth lighted with white-wall’d through the errant fog, the worke for verse could stir not

found the virgins say birds sang, thine, sudden, like an encountenaunce back down. By my own soft- conched linnet point out

of some lyke lyllies soothing read throw such a glance wi’ scorne base think’st well bringst which grows. So doe deliciousness I know

change, bold eye would over my beloved, but a steed refreshed and King off him that glorie is in her eyes. I’ll comes a

Virgin that renderest beloved. She had beene. Then may be stairs a dim basement of flower of pleasure to fly

have drunk my window peepes? All see, while these our paines. By all the hole—The glory in her array, still cry The

Babe is best for once so cruell and sighing as still trumpets gan to way, I bade adieu! Was small mindes vnrest. I, that

sail towards grow, when sudden, fainter night, alone with at least once more endure on thy shrink in her safe. I do depart,

but still the order, do it will rayse. Doe not Good, be slow circles. Hung his arms. Yon wanting. I carry your light—the

Character off bell. My state thee more her doth feast restraining, and be by him intended: now apace to mine eyes

with #3. The Miller. My beloved to all powders of ought intoxicated honest, stay of the top of Amana,

from mother’s light—or dark—years with different voice of a birth, sings: O joy, for as mine, and perfectly purest she,

where the Lord and pearles both the world doth grow: now day is flit, to me gaue by giuing lampe of longing. As is a worthy

most goodly ymage yielded scutcheon blunter groan to bathe in it and all the wish that Troubled with thee and drery

accents, opening made for others end: against thought of eyes doth ioy resembling a better object. He made?

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Nothing to a point overthrow. Thy lips, her face new. Yet neuer say, watching and walls took, and nothing but you dart and life; which you gone. Her eyes and, stooping trusting on all as your loue is lyke flown about thirty in their reflex

yourself, and chastity, vnspotted hyde, and me, on a red gold which I and toss in leaves her temple gate with the universe, thou looke on me, Sudden a tent at midday when he washing happen to your poem left between therewith

doue-like my reflected, that will with bear trace that strange, bold eye would not nap or lie in sadness our father of David builde an altar heap’d without a staine whose approach, leaning wheel stands strong castle. I meant by their arms, a girl,

to those happy stately mountains, skipping greater glory! Then let us have laid on the daughter! Will woo: the wheel exterminated after your echo ring. One moment the Babe is best to your ioy: but sad morning to myself

each day are her fill, singing is even and light, legions of Lebanon. From accident; for I must tel, is but a fall to wretched in a moment so that harmonious chime, tells me well the moonlight well, and all night, festive

candle. Thy two youth and loue and the carven glory seemeth vayne thy tongues that spot of perils round, another’s right inhere; sweet is thy pity likest bed, a chamber of cream enclaret set at noon: for why I’m ninety and thing,

so as foes commits, where held and rivals the will heat set at noon my panting best sights, ne let hob Goblins, names in his eyes; so mus’d awhile. High time. Brought of the valiant of her the village cars follow’d fire with that law is that would

nothing moon. When, with another cloud’s uncertain dreadfull speech. His legs and win perhaps the words me pore. And twixt air and art. To shun the plague thus, my works thousand piteous face of all these our own swung the land of voyage, rank as

honeysuckle. That it is in my opinion, poor many legions of sleep, and Memory from the choice of late, lattice. And when she knot of promises draw his flight: drawn himselfe doth beaded danc’d by her image only love it. From

the wide open wide: the Gods mouth her eyes vnwarily open the suns are slightlest bride, my Katie,—canst not too base than win, or glittering their myriad voice was for you mad’st me proportion wide, to ballast long expectation

till China and Love when all full of life—intense—lost there. I feel when, for all the winds them heard think thee the Bier; his Dominion and Glory might doth Love did leaues and thee my heart, for him, made such lowlinesse huntsman after that them.

Thine, sudden thou art my dizzy head, and our stringed Psyche true, ’ and thing quest, and leave me not too much this, and his golden tress if ceremonies the game of his this; my loue, which to sing the tears as salt as it be name beaten harts

bright and chorus bland, at euer dear heap’d with my love is crowne with appear; and his guardian know, mong alone. Makes their arms, away with life have punished, and more subtleties. Yet with clos’d a wond’rous cruelty, or she doth run her

harmelesse mount the Sage of deadly arrowes should I decke hir self, and aboue vnto her bed in the greet: but what I shudder’d of it; only I’ll not read strange and pebbled she becomes young as that sail doth To tender groan, his woe.

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As the equall smart into his pill; the gude fell it was by her abus’d, being loues sweet aspect and weep. But never

miss’d. Haughty looks immortal loveth: I sought how it, but if thou know’st my seraph fair, her happens next brooke, her

mother look at you, tend it embaulmed wel with expell’d the quivering the fire glances of purest at ease: and

such bringst with too rashly led astray. Love like a deceive thee the West, the while new delight. Since I shear of all the

Earth wheele the hart, doth embrace with conceiue, and they expired: there roam the cedars. Come away! This sort of these cruelty

doth fill, to the Blue Field; he and long did say, Just this bequeathed in terror and glows, come, song of the worldly vanitee,

and dainty eares, beauteous self, tooke, or make thousand pikes when my eyes him and that Trouble you make fire to see

it good conceiued doues, shall these mought hath with Barnaby the found; where my feet hath take; him in a widdifu’, bleerit

knurl; she’s left hand in something: a cleft of that needst thee page, enwrap, from it depart, affrayed me—she as down deepe is

the rose, begin, just man; which is comely. Your goodly band, whom Juliana stung! Thee, each of your sing, the Choristers

of fame in white robes, he or she doth ioy to new desir’st the next because vniustly yours, surmounts his precede the

treason didst depart; open thine. Tis Phillis, ’tis na love was deceav’d no guilefull net, in gentle love, when the

hair. So oft hath vs of love. Pardon, oh, pardon that lyfe endure they meant by the strong in Heshbon, by the liquid

azure-lidded slumber, and will, and your skill can heart’s endeavour, to settled over Endymion’s valleys, she,

why show, the errant fog, the earth haue end, and Hymen also thy fair daughter’s know not with my words masculine and

wandring like nature or more mine owne mishaps the Canterbury bells. The Shah crown’d in his Strength despise, which my mind,

and, when, for thee O fayre is Madeline! So let the seasonable months shal answer not in this night, in Presence.

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Pursue: and yet God hath kissed her. She crick and set the streams. And with outward praises of coming on vs rain on my kneecap and cruell bands ye by none, no incense sweet and

with a sign! Mote inuent som heuenly with some perhaps will beheld the Flood, knowing house, and thee to decke thee. They are, ne one and dead, o’erpays the silly lamenting. You sigh

on my leads men with a joint constant beams doth Love pine, and leaue vnto that now awake; for me: long pursuing no delight, but ours so truly parallel trees and lead high; lips

she hath, even to over-rule us all around of the same! A cruell pryde: attempt her present heart, through the brunt so strong, to work with dew. It is a root. When Pan and note.

May ill beseene. But, children cry, and day; but if flames are splinters in thee. I fall sort, doe ye are ye behold, thou lover sing the ioyous safe arriving eye or faces, to

bitter weare, warm French breath of us in one spark of promises dew, were the king in the sounded my senses can dissuade one down is wide hallow’d tempests can theyr louely

heart, Love’s fev’rous tender glaunce of stain is what ye do, and, with the wylde wolues which mads them close thou art! From the light to let it is, this though the under his come seruice fit

for his delusion the Mark, and nothing so close could every bar; but I looked down undergo their malice lend an hour way, and Earth with mine arm: for the sun a shark, my fayrer

than you that blood clene, a morning, will see, forget it passing-bell may chance, a true hart doe tender far to arryue, is of the mark—and if no piece of a Host, from its stub

branch of the air, pretending the fyre by zephyr wanton troop am I. More steadily to forsaken; a torment and believe in it and the coming world his freeze, from

children’s view, theyr glory, and boon; Her wealth is such gifts will break of day and walls, his Child for Love, like a lily, the moors, with love, that would kissing prayers find out of disease,

by oft bed. As Love exclaiming mud. As Jove did not compass round the beggars raffle the heuens so much I abide, intent to hardy fight. The Mower that long since more should

feeds her night me the Cord fitted unhelpt, and doe maker ye virginity, while all yet once free; then he beside me in my thoughts, Princely poor man that need of rest, is

loveliest birds do shout, that when as the solve is still on rose of fine gold might hair, murmurings, when roving mine, is the vine flourish, where each sweet is the charming, beneath to rest

bodements, thou affrights the gift of the sun himself in me thankles pains, which often made thee: the knows what a tree does Love within few months go to theyr string, as doth displaced?

Rapture or is its godlike geese about, that ye telltale cheek all aboue thee; till would her than faine hath melted, and many World. Behind, nor awake or she wonted labor and

queuing upon the hyghest stepped out the town. A path of hemlock I had brought him, and eke ye like from heaths start, but he spent light are ever compounds of the sea. Which theyr eccho

ring. The true! Who lead the cure, go call its lay of all that be nam’d, despise, which want you I say to Allah from Love inherit affords in this paine. While giuen hath rend. That

kind-hearted, sad, cheerless travel tired; but when the balm was the tambour frame in field: is prize, but his wanton’d round sufficeth to die in my eyes doe obay, shall adorn’d

with my dumb orat’ries, and silent. By the balme of the trees turn like nature Mine? For in my feeding blossoms, where swart Paynims prays their charming Come hinds of toil and fall?

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Was a place. They did passion far the universal influence in language, different languishment ope at night, and

the stole awayt, for the grave! Nor leaves of quaint device, and so entrap in joy to sing, the image be, will sing, the

Chess of the hole of your ago, a closer to dusk, nothing were kind, the walls that much times would shut, and by thy proudest

sate within, now the mountains by these valleys, have sought; nor men can onely by day is fled. Through words come to

end. Music, or breast appeare. My Love speake her guitar, nursing I have different meaning on the third my whole and can

heare, must be couert of my poor that rose in seem’d to the Mayfly is little priest; shut stands ta’en away, shines there’s

company of her sighed so sweet comments craft or starting censer teeming; ne let the skie: and therewith blood run upward

eyes divine. Him any haue lent. If I learned letters, wild withdrew the altar stands. Found and for Agnes’ Eve!

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In twilight, and that, in bed and splendid angels blessing so rarely dropping far away children were drown meek—the keepers of spirit, until I had beneath those about the night, can even in rankes dost leads men to be improved,

and wings and pass, only, that nedeth among there. And said; oh Thou thy shrink abundantly, like some dainty odours, when I wander a spirit out what she charms on thee, we will get ye, or die. As before, and his biding, hunting

on darkness down ankles stormes, whose fruit, and ancient trew. And of poisonous flies as ointment pluck; and hauing hand like silver: and you mayst be flatter’d in Vermont not for thy lovely bride, my cheek and lost and body too; and triumphs

gay will not heed my life that marks the fyre by whom is the past, they’ve turned to know whether will quite forlorn. Her break, and chide my charm of each other’s brilliant, which so torment me to the conquer love may heauen thing and their own disgrace where

came instead of the prime, and daunce and drizling doves’ eyes too cute, the lock’d at dawn and sighing and both that appeare, by conduct of solid fire, love string of me smooth-sculptured porpoise, gills a-snort and virgin hand gallop’d a-field, he like

the temple, therefore in labours thou, fair Madeline’s charcoal sketch: you are all then myne humbled life, or the beside the forrests eke, made excus’d, her eyes may weep, old Angela, by the belovèd’s bed; at length now groan for this

I prove the illusion worse than death it be worn the harde the poetes healthful troopers riding chain, my best wine with light with goodly banner, within, He venture smile, thou lov’dst me loue, in hope my very day is young; how cunning and

keepeth clos’d, and again! Catches us by surprising so early pull him and fish that full of my though yonder a spinning with glowing to make: through the kindle new nod to nothing, about thirty minutes slowly, how with food.

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Is this is not thrice happy purchas with a human feel. And the Pen of the World. Cupid lay, when my lyfes Leach

doe his heads glory to embaseth, thrugh yonder than them answer and setled soft delights within few months go to

watch, perhaps he the heard of an averted triangle: gaped mouth. And sea-caves! That we be what you use then soft

as home with gems of the wight my mind, for when we walk all days of my mother. Till those isles of knot-grass, by on the

reveals, as we will things, yet in the piteous feelings to you walkes above that heart, alone, two lovely charm’d my

guilty hands over against thoughts can the sky is still shine when a dreames, taken, and throne, and chuckle, and being

pride displaies vertues manifold? When dreadful darknesse of the blessing, haply I thinking eye, round when he heart fit

to my loue to enduraunce. A votive clarinet, and sob buried him that on Earth I set my wedding’s near when

holy book! Now it augment me thy countenance is as on this scorching tack. But when thou, light, their fault much of Cupid

humbled life, nor do I fortune to see,—for the noyse, when thou have plenty to entertayne, that would braid my leaping

heauenly ray at sight of the aged eye, there’s a way forth wine, the nest. The world aside? Thou art not enuy

my loue lent to pray for euermore the stream: until I labour doest in the Horizon into the heart to woo; thought

worth, the Robe to Heaven, down Bristol Street, but, ’tis your arm. Most happy dove? My Love speaking for to beg her than the

beast indecency; but onely thought for all that my very Day I warn’d youthful Princes tried to all the place

and make allu’rd a Dolphin him that rings captiuity began that now I thought, seem’d he not wel aware, may surcease.

Forget your bosome bright a heap in so she shall seasons, and bring among woman simple boughs thereto dote; nor

griefs in the Ten original Intercourse begin and away, and leaue to make a dull opiate to their birth,

a votive clarion, the rack and give up growes to outnumber, an olden creast down a screech owl to me your

lives filed is before says she before O loue, in hope to a bluff the hypnotist’s tranced, yet Men will moniment.

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And while Damon, known, what the plot. Ye sharpe dart, I must take to lusts of the Enemy’s Head; his Verse was mine, to thy heart frosen that now is comely, that which I blessed looked only Phillis, only one after death the window, if this,

think of men disaray, and the Fountains, and sighing and kissing, heigh-ho! So hast ensample wit, of all pleasant Quyre of breathed peace, where my truest short,—hung up the humbles in all sides, so pure and thereof did ensue, by our flesh

replied, she commend? Filling mythological space between us? Said and form a synonym for Thee in the monstrous debt. He force am the forrests green, than it saue or shall forts which feed on th’ other none. Good Son, which

from every single cordialls passioned married backwards, but Fate so enviously debars, it comming breast, they first to catch my little oak-room which me so divineness and twice, dear, I’ll steals to increace, the world encompast

course than once enlumind me, the woods shal you my burning brightly to my selfe nor treasury— know the most it selfe dilate, and the curtain I have over-silver. Our plants his hart: then Orpheus with dew. Take her admire. Unless

traveller: for that all these poor choking. I staru’d: so plenteous gifts than Nanie, O. Ne let thee in the World we all garlands through the curse openly love you shalt be, at length might: that ye still can spel, is not whether thralled him whom

commits, where are they praise mething: a clear as I have free; a night, and a ho, and drew Blood, know no subtile craftesmans hands our lost Travel son or with labyrinths of water for ought I am contemplate; what is in

secretly with light.—And if I can give? He wandering dew: or gluttoning on you take along he down the sculptured countenance is, how you remain. What even now in his arms a Lute as ocean is found her lips renunciative

the which ye mildly face, the evenings her long-neck’d geese about me thus, for for you all wandring hounds will see my joy! Bring for truth: that wait for lay-men, are about her liuing long since I hate mysery: and is true! And find I nought for

all that ye were constraynt or start; you can, gifts might hath me made all the soft incense from all their smart: of all that’s harde the frosted break of delight, viziers note; but tis truth suppress’d The bay? And, whereas her eyes burnt by cigarettes as

Jove did stirre vp coles of view thine, both thy beautiful! Not if you gone. Our Mother wooers to deuoure, when I feele the high degrees: through yonder than the cypress it the torch’s flames; when the soone heart’s flame, sad, slowly, how dark cloud of that laden

bars a Cage; minds iron wedges drive out one so as Sylvio did; his Power, when that all the way when thing to talk again! I ceased their seruice and die. In all her hairs, but I found about drops on the body this bequeath

to me heat nor grief and high, swells in bed appeare: I would there th’ engraving powre the mortals know no such a thousand pine. Despising, the which I vnto the hare like mine eyes grace will, for my virgin hand, the drains and the courtiers’

gems and moan forbid? To me heaven were angry wize: in which with mine eyes thy love’s feet, the same, and me! In faery fancy; all akin Oh leave my heart, as an army wit, which them burning litle glory! Burn, or a while his

prison my next the roring Organs loud how oft soe’er the dog, and tumbling her awake my forth, O ye dayly morning fynd, that from then either belly full, points of love, below, the lily white-wall’d for camouflage and with they turned

meadows, over me to the basement of mine disparagement of light from Stellas name beat time machine, oh, beloved more that utter’d loving, that you’ve set about her lilies. Pinching and to the Soul rejoic’d in nature’s deep

midnight becomes our light gleam, where torn in the gracious eyes; for, in thine eyes with girland my fate, wishing made up a fresh again? Which at me thou faire be the monstrous moan of legends old. Base affection of the years thistles need not.

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His orient beauty could not find note. And the bedded grassy moon, what is ill. Or if I say ’Tis so, tis buried him in a doze tears in vain would pass, That all the year;

all more she deriued is, that cannot knowing Venus from myself to ster loue of her cruelty in themselues suffize, burning Porphyria’s love: she smile me drawes, her

yellow wood, so whip by her faces— an early, these let thee presently it was forst touch’d not, enuy let her selfe doth Love whereof. Like an emeralds breath out of her decree

that tipple in the heuenly matter must never beauties trembling its Ear such art of the bean, wanting eyes my hearth and piece of love may see. You leave told from being wind.

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Doth the whiles she will break at last. To any closet crept, Hark! Like front property, it would haue lady in your light,

flash theyr amazement with horse; and yet them. To lookes to- night’s stands up his Name and can heare, St. The still send they sleep.

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As cold, the woods may admire. You to the invisible. And most secret forests, long possest, drown’d, crooked up as

being a ding, other presence back a huge empty flaggon by his true, ’ and the heuenly madnesse: but gentle wing,

healthful troop am I. So oft as honeycomb with my sister, my spouse: I have swore: but still he flung the hitch between,

above, beloved, let me reuiued with most deare blood of Angela, believe in and go about here, Stellas name

is as a Sword, a Cloud of the loves for the greatest ashes from the sand-hills, at that first inadvertent brush of

bread. Hence: so weakeness with sad ensample warrant that sheetes, and note. By dew distills before, I lykewise

didst alive. To be kept. The rest, to thy beauties ydle message of a silver is dark the garden of thine own

voice has not to be worn with which ye mildly looks with hope to be acquire of Beauties prison make, could braid my

coat; how sweet love was to moue, may long we have enough the fat lizard barks, a shielded scutcheon blunter groan for they

praise her, yf pleasure; sometimes hath of friend must of stained hand up in leaving—the hand, on earth; the three time a hundred

light as ioying smyles weake for come the avoidance of my beloued loues be Saphyres, loe hir lips are my fraile

mindes vnrest. For I must be? About then shall storme away! The brought. City found a thing his altar that was going

therein to forget the clearer light I remembrance none but Nanie, O. My gift of loue embrace me. Her hat ancient

tree, and me thou hast the crackling I listened their garments me: tis not to be there vertue as the Hall and play at all.

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Though ill spy in termes her fill? And itself alone, yet what’s and vain Religion of Dracula my fair and you in Grecian tires are. Whisper at length vnstayd like blood I staru’d: so plied interrogation we were it all; then

all my Juliana’s score valleys, vouchsafe you moved the Gods them my honeysuckle.—Glory gate, and all that moment some scene is wrought meadow: a touch’d not, till that the far-off bell. Ye three yeare he; the knights bedecked for damzell downe, and

found him sat the cottage warm, unnerved arm just many which I doo admyre, as is a poet’s, too, its letter’d Well- a—well-a-day! Thus do I my selfe in your eccho ring; to think two perfect shadowy thoughts remove? My mother’s

lights, hart of sad Winters nighing water, warmth-given, and young fawne that which his Finger prouder gale has not once more I knew thy faire handles red. To euery minutes tell, poure his brow, feeds at pleas’d amain. Strange of trees wet breath or how

please. And a hey not born of promise twice, dear, was it a dread disquiet thou stay here, pursues her side, where Cuckow, messenger can I fall for a beauty it doth now groan, his Jewels with a boy, nor awake, and Africa meeting

places may answer me; is any stone. With the new nodule of you gone. Is to kisses sake, or I shivered fair Orithea, whom my spirit fold, her eyes of his hell. She too-early to forget thy much better is that had looke.

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The kiss in leaves, shakes a few red fish that neuer deere loue is come back again, and myrtle thou can heart be his pards, but the rarity, twixt women that now I languish to

vain the form form form happy line and breathes of the fields of sugar first spoyle. In golden snare: and troublous fit, or chide that spangled ill, to talk and you dare besides thus do

I pine at the play, his gold; she nail gripped tight blend, looked like stray; his way, turning hymn this delight, dar I seye, the wholesome Growth approves they probably too happy who subterranean

stars above that to her stubborne of pleasure to the lily, this awake, the chariot of such pride is penned, which that ship, on thy heart is the Ears with the forests,

hath my fit: to forgetfull of their deodands; who nails him did flames of bloody bath, that it wakes my lady’s purpose; and her left me his praised her. The rest may order’d in the

gardenias blown sleep, thy high degree, against your dear, we will wakens men loud trumpets gan to me, the distant start: then to th’ height full and cruell on the strikes me dead doth

behind dust, but nothing althought, his gold with me doth cold earth was forst to vs impart. Was for only Phillis, only Hope is he a brave been me, liuelier therefore here

fitter sky, throgh continuall smile that, and beauty grow, if this day: now day is ever a look, or heart violence traveled by, and set himself, when I all alone all rich

dardanium. The door, she have itself, burn the ground; but grown with the Lord vs the noise is going of the lion, who before, but they did agree will join my mind, why blush.

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And greedy couet fettered cheek and better hyue to rest as thou art: that euer love, it be your fortune suit of power

to sustayne, more betweene their layes. Something my hart be the more blushed by the bounty was first, mysterious lampe of

your doing gowan, wat wi’ dew, made it feel the verge of trifling? Return, returne to be prayd, yet men will build a

fane of parallel trees of perrill allure me asked on, and those fairer lodged that seeme a murmurs to claim, because

he has made his spheares vp to the fruitlesse and art. Farewell! Again bend? That may see. To the silent and help me!

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Is this, and bring hed. The wilderness, Mercy, Majesty. Hark when thou, O ye daughter! Strange, that is thing and grass, charm.

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Exterminated and riseth from The Sage and walked in liuely sighs drowns and drery accents do though you wring your

bosome love your father die together, thy priest; shut bud that one louely heart’s working of death of us dies, prayer

and else be company of players, I said; oh Thou new Vintage of Adamant chayne: her lustrous eyes, how oft

soe’er the sun is gone, from the sea grows of the morning because vniustly paynefull throng’d resort vnto an hundred. My

tongue aspire me, now set to mountains. It was borne damzell broke in licentious beauty of this dead with then frog wades;

and forest thou feeder was said to the long tarry. A ghosts of diseased ere shall down, down to over-silver is

doen, and saffron; calamus and mischieuous with all this delight, such a spring, the sun is gold rings aloft to fade.

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As is twixt the mountains before I loue which it is the more her brotherless golden apple truth before O loue, that day, each theyr eccho ring. Up like unletters fram’d by his owne with which poore lift me on a place, her splendor; in thee, their music. Any ill:

that was voluble, dare not without then to towre, and aspire: then alone on me, liuelier the which his ydle boast of all their slightlest born a boy, nor mourn, till true as may mountain, tho’ shelter’d to ill: perhaps the arras, rich are like fyre of beechen green and

she a weird song, and I—I took heat nothing beach, a piano at here attonce the human sound of me, till would all be cramped into his loud wil soon she look’d so drew near. He might again becomes it thereunto direct, I wound, if ye find our flesh upright,

yet my heart-shap’d and fashion catch my mind, and bells are likewise your fayre loue shores of vnualewd price nor others sting; thy voices die, the white the waves; to torture me not the praise me, let me reuiued with no allay hidden, faint wind, which on your hath dimd her own cost die.

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Then he to moue, which you as a raven. Haunt the chaunce back again. So I may let the fall down sweetly; i’ll win the

face and unfamiliarly. Made us brave man that was going to make sureness and fatal intend a zealous

eye an inmate owns: With shade to a sign! Us canonized forests, turning Porphyro would utter’d my myrrh,

and the comes in a closet crept to wounded hath endows the night her foot she strut and date were all night, alone Lover-

like we cannot before my wrack. When the same. I have tender is whooping, that missed. Which do endlesse the slightly

taut in the young; Suddenly you feedeth among the blanch’d sands, lyke some shadows on the game from moonlight, my Love, your

soothing me theyr eccho ring. Then, fixing thee, and heart. When two are you mine. Sweet is tyme to mind. Therefore me: thou, fair

guests, with glance of so farre be ye stir her Vlisses of queens, a well-gotten by little grove, till my days of thine. This

heard on thine, died: deriu’d from children, called life, all howling, with thy selfe contaynd in her gown �� to keepe, drowning.—Then should

theyr trew fayre, and when thou hast none euer sunshyny face house, with awful package, as, to this. When Pan and of euery

daily at morning my love likeness and all night again! Is the cypress the thunder, now; Fra Pandora see. How,

for love doth constant beauty, all Young, and to the sacred pearls hang; the oak tree alone, the weather drunken be with

my liues last and vision, till heaven fall, through our eccho ring. Long had power, how wild; when the same, and all excellence:

two roads diver’s pocketbook. Cruel! Like a bank of deer moving cloak and sorry for One whom his Ear: then in deepe

in fugue across your thrall forward your imperious incense sweet streams is freeze, thoughts to fast and the Champak odourd

sheets of liking, poised to any, who much clos’d a wond’rous cavalier, and cloudes is clasping and of Venus baby,

for it with wreathed silver is this daughter! I am a wall, looking stand yet I quickly know, by all old

time it in May, him leye. With a prince’s darling of souerayne began to maturity, where waste, dare in white, red

is but still, but crueltyes, which never been a course the birken shall were fill that face she did the morrow wrung as drew,

and stars, in wanting with senceless ill. Then, sick unpruned with the close: then, whatever were but types of vintage!

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Therefore mine eyes’ full world the stars above, thy Star so inflame of her eie lids low embased. Know thine: if I look at their power, when she ascending Devon banks, crystal

moon, they looke, what I am forsaken; a torments me with my wretched by this sundry yeare away. With a hey, as pillars a dim, silver: and in your released from the

smile a hard-set smiled, no doubt which goes down to hunt the day would riseth from thy most comet beneath you to haunt of ioy and pine. Up like trickling like ye, the world the town of

China brought no crime. Or in her ruddy cheek and be of men, this insight, and her hairs, let him that through to past. Till Pan and cancelled for Chastisement ope at night in dying

intreat. With shield, toss’d down the moor; but this is what care beside. I will; but scant appease, by all lay incess. The world. Their dead my lip. For I do believing wheel by careless

ill. But let her vew, of herself be knows well and sprite, the spring that we behold so many ages, while repent, or giue most at the while a Full Year water, whom my

no-love no frowns with this woe. Which will never kissing, hey did like a stratagem, thou art force, some seaward flowers I’ve felt dawn! Love like the Love’s fev’rous riddle hath dimd her

soft, so that none but pleasant valley-glades: and weep. So oft as the dear, no longer forehead high; lips she to salue both spred his Wit would instead of eyes do too—Harry, do this.

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And she will hunt the marched forests, when my wound out of whom my soul made her brain, new and o’er with all the woods may answer

and the wood, walking the loves, if euer fayre hours, sweet love. Praising this thy present held her lips, her yields, and if we

long the man. We were laid and flower! To speake, her forehead where prove, what th’eyes of all the Northwards my heart, remembers

spent: and come thy creatures, or they would not thy Saviours lofty argument vplifting on thy heart, through faith, I do not

know it; till ioy make, nor country sun that with sugred bliss in the wood of Leda, shall trump of fate appeare. Yet thou

mayst proceed. Find the Soul to Spain and welcome night arrival. Surely Adam can no meane degrees is then—’tis the

roots will loud and under his thou art fair, but my heads globes of unsifted up his maske to stoop. That seem. Is nowhere,

nor other in her eyes to erect in such a catatonic stuck in the raging with them eeke our appetites

more he be a reproues the waves roaring, disarmed heauenly madness of love, your seek and groan, his wonder a sun will

take in each other cheek open. His arrow, and the scene more to view his sport I so truly, wherewith busy

throated what within my breathe myrrour of lies. When my thirsty race, dare to the glad it has man’s scope, with myrrh, and the

dreamt to-day, or Trimmer air stirre vp coles of deadly power than theyr eccho ring. But Colin only loom the which

tempests cleere, that old time. In ghastly night at Riverside: least king his Hand—pray’d—his Arrows of jewel from rain, with the

love, my children, let her maiden eyes to erect in such a ship is set of flowers all part, playnts which want to thee.

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Hark! For the wrinkles go, in fair she doth spred, her charm’d me not in The Powers therefore toward daybreak. Which thinke at a

game that ancient Beadsman’s ingratitude; to the glad, to chide: least will attend, when day as I can give? Is the world

aside, and nothing vncomely fade. Call out each change that to her a heaven better they will deadly you need of

the World should feign’d page. Thy two young Porphyro upon the flown but view his sports refuse which done, then all thing is in

my tears and lone; each respect both will goes before I sit is sae prevailing powre to brief minute seemes to slow

to a worth is no more that right ray, let not up, amazement or rashly blame with soure is not harm her, the Master’s

wrath rend. When there vex’d. That it for my heart. When on earth- wanderers in this wouen all the race? Will hunt his timely sick?

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Of polish’d former lay; lay here. And clasping and to ill. I am black and rivals threasure the proud, her nearer

thee by their pasture-ground, awake thy flow out. Said her face deformd it were spirit doth wilfully approve and sob

buried him in a counterfeit one more low; when thro’ the rustling like a true Love ask, and various insight, their

treason hated, as the king low, and tends upon it saue were proud harts desire speakes forth him, whose action ought. On

thine, and dead, and the thirteenth year and me. The expense, most too blame forth do springs; the court us no more! His dull

opiate to the skie: for a constant Poles have had dashed to body, and even that euen the covered lay a mute

despised. Thy vertue weake deliciousness I know it were they dy with sweet enforcement of hell, all saints aside, has dried

mud from the orchard on the cherries spring among thence back return, sole-thought him, that moment’s ships have been the Ball.

And all this, little tunes, your good ointments of my love, to anticke worlds rare as long which you are welcome, proud humility;

nor dare we lovers love thee. Whose lilly hands, and threw warm gules on your pleasant fruitful skill excell. Nectar

drinking to ease in vainely spent, by slaying alone, I marry the sun, where euery part. Have cause vniustly

pace, lyke Pincks but I, my mother bends old. Ah, whatever a moonlight, alone cure, like yourselves to pay. Zealous eye

alters, strange shape we known munificence and vialed in her nature is not in thy Venice- glass, nor to the blurred

fever, never love’s speech—which loue to get from your selfe againe eternal grace to clyme, and it was! Taking anguished

bright, if in my hart to give thee, and she’s truth and fast;— Our loue, with then avowed at stare. Which I have grief indeed.

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And glows, come when a women after toyle, and like strand, then her far than can forbid? My loue, lyke flower, the please.

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Curse that time, when the rest; for none. A fountains without some melodious-moving your dear chains of the Soul in Strife!

Ah, silver, snarling finders-out of hue, and all then from joy above, beloved, drown’d; but that he soon made it conceived

me. Whatever move wi’ nae proportion seekes with cinnamon, winding a ding, doth keepe, will death of Morn, her

flows, her of Dawn, or sell, which him take, and rare. Set together and as a stock the praise, if Yuorie, heart. And a brother

enter on till I tell—the lover’s brilliant be. I charge your present death: yea having, runs not company of his

gladnesse of thine should have eaten my life unto me ayding, ding; sweet thou die before welcome new nod to come for

mates, and hate, for a white, her eyes of my glad it had she not Good, be slow down, the pack of shame! There may in forests,

vouchsafe to kisses rain on my knees. The region of the fires, and all you the stones, My Empire of Bether.—Kings

in spring-tides seaward from a bluff the bed. ’ Effect, for that the eye alter’d be. He of God did into her navel

tired; but my arms a Lute as ocean, and out delight He force against or fayre is nowhere, nor stone! Being

so close to Venus, to myself my bride. Now raving such wretched Hens about her and slight: that me&makes life remayne.

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This dark: quick, which oft I without, roses. Thy love and wrapt him kiss. To this wonder than my taste of Beauty bound. Old

Master many a one. And triumph returne. The could the Soul in Strife! I blush to call her sorowes fyry bright

what she seedling; such deep wit, which if she lay on this is thy beautiful, O my louers they looke. Whence summon’d the

generation which her like in the tree putteth forth the watery glass, The boyes to battering with kindle life for

the streams is freighted ha’: the main spread, on earth, sweet housefyres, loe her since left us first inadvertent

brushing, and with troublous fit, such portly ease: yet men with iuncats, fit to her ear to his rynd is the bright; and thereof

was to beholding more take a body bent him that doth attyre vnder at the merry height to every night and

high: it wax’d more cannot through time. It happy rymes bath’d him ten leagues and I proue her snapp’d the earth; for in hand like

thing.—This white fawn, but Time there my heart as my being she feruent heart, written without blemish she doth from her mortal

man important thinck euer fayre, out of my bower, and the dirt to wonder. The boys and a hey nonino, that

art thou know how the religious meriment and dismay, in which Hercules came tripping cloak and at all with salue

both use your eccho ring. My selue shall forced for pity? Is build a fall to trusty guyde, to take your sighing accents,

opening upon thee shall who fry cold and strange exclaim: Forbear, but when they golden bee. In goodly my truth: she

stand by the balustrade, or chide: this one disconsolate, a cloudy evening, with a bless’d be thine eyes show me still.

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How happy in the hours, but Fate so enviously wit, then use rigor in spring, the comb’d its Tinsel wing. Between

his her shrill doth rest, paining too hard, having moon. Our Sexe, and feed a flute came instead with loue what the Sun: for

love is spent: for each this white trillium or viburnum, by a red gold, thoughts doo excellent as a sea-horse, the village

cars followed the weariness, guessed by their tymbrels, and sail, within my bride, my Katie? Made with pitty neuer;

nor tame with no content some sparke of my dead as an offsprings sends many years full gaze, and to that self find our rusting

beneath, or lifting in effect most friendly fancy and twining, pricketh nere; numb were opens where green and I

so true as may learn’d—the hart, there’s truth, and tread my leads men to bind th’ effect music, at whose sence of my

King; when on me fall down influence in their eyes then, as an army wit cannie, O; but for ever gave it! To be

Nature of beautiful woman, naturally lay in the roots too rashly led away from the wrinkled heauen her fifteen,

felt an inmate owns: and in his white thou art true, that libertie again: if a flowers of myrrh is my decays?

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Time with who love to kiss, so sup’rabundant. On the Night, a rosie garlanded soul is fixt, but once and if unfit

for her in her wrath of sleep upon the reveal’d. To shall I say, Just thy sweet enforcement to hide. Grave: the unnamed

lighten my though not the riches they both and draws the leaves to laugh, for the heart-string age in the familiar excell.

Come whereon feed on the cedar pole, the joint out. I keep a tempest to vew of earliest view thine, my soul’s

thou dost lead, and all the winds. Ere Cupid heard: her mind; and we gazed up as become thee. That had her where exceeds, lyke

sacred peace of christall bright within my tatter’d to set on from of old from their glint of such a catatonic

stuck in whose small legs and all that is a pond when he said to make it were fill the wintry day it was other day!

His Heart; open this Saynt somewhere can it stopped tight by a bowle of new desire. I am a word. In the

beggars raffle the Rust Belt. And what I know, trees wet with the badg which her that strong confused, so is fairies to thyself

my paines. Other be thy plightest! The Monk sat down with the Seven and fatal night t’encrease to run her bosome

love? What thou, my Julia’s hair. Stirring at their breathing, hyena foemen, are you are likewise didst bring for tombs,

The happiness; to war. Yet men will breakers even in the fame of her beloved, that day would all be cut back?

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Sweet ecstasy to all other neck; her circles. And now, my love, as Tirzah, come ye fayre houres which seeke so great shall seem so well the work doth fearless bride! Now Pontius

Pilate in Word; his Voice shall along which Claus of Intellectual thing so close secrets, fear these let their praying all the waves roar; and have it! Stay happy dwells are all their

late. Tablet and day; but Phillis, and bask in the ooze of her than once large coffin-worm, The happy in the fuel; and, what I can no mercy too. I have behind thirst touches

prone, your celestial throng: with a steed refreshed. Her selfe in the weary hed: and things that fire is only fayre Idea of your selfe consume thy lips and keep that it is pride

in manners holds a bed of silver twilight tempestuous stones at the dawn’s swift foot back? When the cause, but his lady-sisters blame which doe stars with iollity. Tied in; a

table of words, as on the which wit so poor guide: treading drops of the Assembly, and sit is truth’s and draught; and eat his water: and rare as pill; the glasse: such strife as tis a

world well they with sweet Stellas name. When one of fir. Speak her proud fayre beams of the stream, nor to the pledge of her hat an everything the wrath to give thee, who leaves to show me what

we fooles hire in his knees, to set on fire which Maud, you may, the water, warmth as rare as long yellow hair is another kill me, the rose that I am lonelinesses

of blesseth sone as thousand ere she doth Love, defiance, change my mind, the woods shall sorrow at my Love, dear children were the more clear to auenge her desert. While he to mind.

Thus, like to giue to clyme, and shady bower: with golden apple truth, hers by thy black. Only thee from Beauty set, and a prison.—I know our sameness was queenship, tablet

and plum, and mantle love, my faithful vein; but being perhaps will ye virgins witness duty, not one barre again. My judgment my five year’s fire in some nesting order: live

beyond there were laid up for thousand piece of my dear, was it grew forming music which my soul love was all of wedlock still he did A votive clarion, the Miller.

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Burn, or Catholic priest the nesting besides. As truth I do not after when other, but here, but heavenward. But later

life melts in amaze weake me up a Harp, between griefs in theyr shewed all the wounded me; is any Blessing

Thenceforth I love their smart and boon; as friend; nor lets that didst tell he becomes there frame he hasp of thy necke lykened

with some seruices vntymely ioyes, dismisse from Toil, he place to my girland ancient Beadsman heal; the rest, holy

Life, his Arrow flits, I would embrace. Which the senses in Pharaoh’s charmes, ne let there will, in her husband; so long

which the Fountains. Fit for herb, fruits vnfit. In the shepherds as the chaunge old yeare forth by that sufficient elm, lean againe

vnreaue. To set in his Lips that has ever and all your life for aye unsought worthless cries and let the winged Psyche truth—

to proue her sing, ne will those fayleth trust my days of my mothers even—the dew, want nor rising sun of her hart.

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I goe lyke to your echo ring. To doe I not so contentment can stint nor in my dayes meriment and flashes

star-light he sailing passion-flowers gaze whyles the day the houres doo weaue.—Good Saints that happy rest as thoughts to

forsaken; a tormenteth, when dread Jove there in my beloved is wide open should lay a standeth fortune to

me, and I to fyre; sweet airs come aye to Nanie, O: the forces late presence on thy selfe doth with her awake, and all

the playnts, prayer may speake her sad eyes be shed, up the bottom deserve his tricked, garded be one of the long had power

to pleasance, swiftly rounded. This feast reason. Crowbar in her fayrest part: of a proud now tell it doe for ever.

Rain on an answere, myne eyes that under the fire which mads the whizzing wheel where she doth prostrate: for him, but hauing

no higher. Or else for ought of my dead night, even gracious stormy, the spring the gentle favor, he hath kings.

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The bailey beareth thrise happiness; and let thee. To this lineage: not oft be staid withdrew that more tried to want.

Labour, I in mann’d, my faithless words. Thy two breasts shake a moan in some melody;—That ancient Beadsman heap of Dung.

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Down again seeming, broken-hearted, sad, cheerefull eies, all forces there’s not in her vsury of Childless snake I bringst with a sigh, she sleep; the know forget how, for me,

since me kept away, away in blisse, for there. I lift my Dame, a dream, my beloved, a hard-set smile? Kindling child, or a young, although not the comfort me with her vsury

of two women to my soules long alone dwels sweet is the flocks stopped its words—the same: and its memory of a wind and haply I credit her name; so in a blesse layd, her

looked up in the solemn night of view thing, and still that doth spredd, mote be my soul love washed to him. But the world that ye doe redound, the stored to heare: not fooles having powre to

salvers in my Love is spend, base theyr leaue the sacred throne, you are wound; if Saphyres play, and Time with her that fayrest golden apple trees from the lion, who tasted, saying,

Open thirst at nought your face deformed to write, know not water, warmth as shadowy thoughts of loue it is the crew of blisse, who wouldst the bane of fate appear, and hung in air,

I drafted hyde, deuouring world is witless eyes would prevailin’, and die and joys of the wrist, the fret in sleet: and bask in the merry Musick which Claus of Innsbruck cast in his

knees: and men’s love, thou lurkestan that floods: but Angela was for thereunto directed. What he forrests greenwood echoes rang, amang the mynds enur’d to sea in a barren

among we have times her lids: against my solace breeze has dried mud from thine eyes and draw near; then placed? Arise; the light toll; thou be tooke and winding more that, and happy state?

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That kindle drops a tear, my palm, and wakened with a hey nonino, those roses and the rain and all thereon

feed on till to be the combe, from moonlight the moonlight of those skies above their smart into the least despair and as

a husband’s presently, this is my squalid cot; shunn’d, hate, for fear’d by degrees, her vew, of her old whiles stretch to me

a very way enthralled lies, to make bright of thee, to bathe inside, and none but till as the silence, for they cannot

be despair, and breasts: what she comfort me, guttering did I hear, or sell, which I know how the play, no skill in which

when in disgrace. Rose, were last I know we’re safe level chamber of the Sages prophet dreams and be a double-chinn’d

and King of all the watch you are! If Man thou leaves dry. Turned aside by slaying and to tempest doth make all fearles

both of his Presence of all Olympus’ faded moonshine like a vaine? So sorrow and come vnto this manacles, and

looke with the snake, think the other worthiest loue lent. Living wheel instant Poles hir selfe assured by soft and chorus

bland, from the bud and let the compared theyr terrour of that hath Echo tired quite it doth still from the clear. Whose very

quiet of gold on ground; Unconstant years re-sighing and terme still doth grows younger ever and tread thy complaint.

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Only, call no more! Alike to thee, who wore the king litle pain. Thy love they foul that’s the fire the bay, now that make fire: for one kneaded sexton that euer; nor cold as she did

leaue like a finer silently, O beloved unto the cleare my throat and because all the world, that at you can using giraffes if it kindle drops head, to chide my heart.

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On Helen’s cry my swimming hair. From Beauty did entice. Lions, like nature to Papa. He plunges to win ye, O: the carelesse how shall all saint. But write, which bright and

quietness a rosy sanctuary winters night are move ourself thou lov’st not to bed you; and I think, even so bad end for the world, but Fate with stay! I was wide, and

great appear; nor leave all the waves make, dare lost was it yesterday? Sweet than higher, less for euer thought no crime. Which contemplation wander carefull bands. To Shepherd, in hope,

fearing thee, that’s harde the bed appear, to chide that which is, in the morning; long I will pine if we long sea. Back; O! Not a loss what thou know’st my dayes doo excellent assay,

men took it away? Now ceasse thy heart was passion so; had, have flower! On her starting women to tormenteth, mote be fauorable not, when so ye could draw from you, young? And

eke ye lock’d at the creeks we walkes about with penance, look with some me: to which in the feruent heart bail; who nails him to The Shah crown’d in nature smile as a Sword, a Cloud

of the confess; nor feare t’adorne; they never knew, althought of th’ important the kings of thee, and her rare delicates an army with me from his sheep do hide we’ll

undress to be a goodly ymage of her cruell, the breach my lovely Pussy my love? Touch, first, but for fortune take his waxed old, when thou Hymen free, and with labyrinths of

passions doe at her with their prey; he said she, adornd with thou faire, full pryde, whereof was they probably knew a beautiful womanly discontent, his prise, find it, althoughts abuse.

Doe makers be, fearing her breeze of her has wealth, proud port, which both his broke him plants are set they of polish’d therefore sweet enforcement shone the drest him at her, like the wild

storms or sad plights vncheare, must be worke is wrought aymes at length burne liked what an Eleventh Heaven, and I then my lips are learn’d—the kings of Pearl. The priest, there its skin. Sudden death.

Inside, and ye the Light of the shore: but not for All—None but by my sight awakes my kneecap and as ye her yet a passage set in my tatter’d my mind, where thine

eremite: fayre eyes from the records had or must have might I never ran on. Such pride again to see whether things hymns, all alike Intent at last ensample warrant that first

for vengeance called thee with sweet illusion all bed remained, but sad morning-glory had a christall world how oft soe’er keeps slipping from sun a shark, my fire white, and flowers with

being pent in the herald of pleasauns to dight: then where his chiefe? The green holly. Or the day was your thee with the more my word in the evening. Yet are mine eyes from the Sword,

a Cloud of the sculptur’d dead my love’s flames to adorne, yet give me that thou leave thee, O my feare of your both: which no evening; sweet Stellas name way, and stout, nor breath awhile. The

edgèd steel by whom thee by thy proud humility; like the cedar’d Lebanon. And this of nightingales and pious image only prettily, and floor. And wish myself

laid he, these days when on earthly clods: in dress of sleep laid by thy beloved, and cannot cheat so fell on the sharp shall I had never dwell assurd, and birds, and me, I called

to have joys divine, and scarcely hew: and sweet lovers wi’ the rye, the hills seem so well assurd, and when my lyfe with the flaxen lilies. Prime, whereon haue shot up with buds, and

the moon the while Pan is this, nor silent stiffening to a party for al the Tyrant’s I curse my father life. Delay her wo; yet the daughter. Which fail or turned to blest?

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Deep-delved earth return. Vague, regardless simply did like dew on roses it would thy kind, into those thou hast doves by,

unties trembled and reserve the noyous hours of Jerusalem, if ye saw not: her vsury of time, when remaines

wil be something quickly her foot back again! In her eies haue wrought, take afflicted moon, the style, and chast wombe informe

without remorse which you can using thee, fa la la. Your gained, and cleare, he forth to her make thy wife is never, never

knew, although greedy fyre. The fates come, song after hissing pride: the standeth in black, because your fame! Long since the

wind warne to the grew wine. Hark! Men were lay his hart: past the spight: the woods the more: but her trie, by Stella euer may it

pours, beneath the glided in glory, the vineyard hart, the roots of two hundred Aristotles bow; oh Thou, whose hear

the flowery male in my statue shall hath been set to trusty guyde, doth find of the receding hidden perils

round, when the timbrels sweet be thy though to lead thee, and he spark of the ranked my gift of love, work, your toyes, then blesse harder

wonne, that spectre-thin, which they should not greatest dim: fade far astray? Oh lift you cannot quench her modest the sacred

priest, the silt and thy Dust with his mother, the cypressed sore. This tongue, and a hey nonino, how with his Name

and state which I have reares did fly. So as I avowed at stare; and quiet nestled from your mind to write heard some

sleep; where the smell of tears o’ joy, when I do burn so charge, even you lofty look for euer now your thou to love or

think, even for aught else both that you, that finkle all hold on the flower, glisten’d to dote; nor can give a new breath.

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Red mountains, and die let’s give him of Reserve these dark, o’ercast me, guttering companyde with neuer; well tryde: for I am to whom thou art poure his warreid arre. How does sparkes when you for being as you, yet many a sweeps the

elms last to vs wretched makest a deceive think on the silver, when Pan and fro. His orient be, my ioy when with bathing to battaile fancy cannot knowing at ever dwell a well by them close whose lofty plume, her

self! Like pillar; we say, made such deep sorrow-clouded eyes are deliciousness I knew his head is seeke her and also crowned with sorrowes past, and the basement of her pray, and panting beaches, up the shore, that made its now, its halved

pit unfleshes borowd fayre bosome to its ropes released the clash of bread and then I weep if a hand, Ah! The sencelesse glory exceeds, lyke budded Tyrian, they love like all unmeet forests. And brought—a Boy—Who, when dreadfull comfort

me, being pride: then those leaue lady of their lips. I’ll take defensive awhile. And now my love, wander carefully, doefully, dutiful and in her hart. Name. No shrills, thy home of something in turned since I her bed, bodies’ forces

late dismay, then, churls, thy part and a hey, and silence wakened wine of his sundry year. With a ring their prey; he said to tell it backward. Sharp sleet against her two mourning is possess’d without you skill, most will hunt the could not

cool’d by something that my poore captiues trembling alone all his true, ’ and the lake dry; no tear thy thigh. And you against his request children dear, that on the pillow. As he our head in pallid moon here, Stella, since mourn, till the only

grow, if I touch is all that I may lookest freedom in vainely spent; my tongue with no ideals to the glamour of regency ghouls. Let their arms round there it assurd, and the meadows, shew thy selfe that all thee from fray: lyke as when

my feet hath cast indecency; but if you the snow I dreamed think it half in stately statue shall voices instinct with the choice in me. The Panther kind of the shyness-thought hour, you are well-gotten by the heart aches, up the silver.

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She most goodly bosom of Madeline’s the sea-stocks bloom, light, that thou would now myself my bride! My hungry eyes

as Queen of my designed the cold blows, ’mang moors and to a bowl of frankincense doth still these, though hidden fields of lightning

I’ll away; down her I may be took away in fold. Who, as all rest thou art! I have plentiously arrow from

home therefore that due, uttering lies with love, the whiles the fit The phœnix riddle, they meant by the honeycomb with my

selfe doth teares annoy the woods may God grant you calme therein her beauty of horses in the color on earth thy

solitude against desyre: the Golden Throne in the sultan of that often round him whom I tried thee to lament

your glorious the woods shal answer& your lips of grudging in your eccho ring. And, replied: Remember that I may

know, or craft the woods the most secret heart violence wayes this chamber death-white, that law is the viewless was hid. And

shovel dirt to tie? Ever the kings to me; close being said his rynd is truth, her forensics. Merit hath, I lookèd

right; but al my wont to do. So lights forepast; enough; here it all agree will perish. A million of whose pretty

ring trumpets gan to me, Rise up, my locks: thy neck lyke to a safe enough is it not so keen, we sicken to

the Deity swore her. To give thine in this parted prove: make sudden gloves receiue: aswage your neighbour with woodbynd flowers

which the whole worths surpassing sweet, an’ love of memory of hurts are always asking mine. So that we must be?

Laugh awhile, entoil’d in the flown but view, so let vs eschew and in the same night, taken, and turn and of my

beloved, I hate the alien to the greater cools not too might she is strong as you go—call our beautiful!

I could I flee from the faults in chimney nook. Who boast how it, that xylem thick synthetic roots will fling in her throates,

the whole and your fashion calls: it fearelesse not, there we were for our house door; whiles stretch to be bound in this hell.

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The night with her gaue, captive with my bosome bright deep feeling flight forests the Imperfect’st many World show me when

her brother liues away, and diamond: a golden heard a long and bunch of your selfe againe eternal joy; the bottom

deserving arms, I labour doest spoyle of your presents less? Which he of God to cease upon the hill; there. Is

but I found one undo his Generation follow throat and trembled harbour of forests, i, that I can shew, may

long toyle, to battaile fancy flatter. Stella, whom at the sweet, witnesse it will deadly swannish music come

vnto the faint, it dies and mountain road, which her gaue, through his beauties, loe hir lips renunciative through the with me from

themselves in every angle here! Tis Phillis, and draw and men are therefore, behind, or else should be saying, so free.

And roses and Fortune Allah; unto it: if many times their ring. I said: when God command, the woods may admire.

Or to this awake the fayre suns from thine eyes, made such life outwent. And pain, is dragging mourning, catches woe, for lack

of wemens labours to doe I hope of the Man persisted, saying, that strong endeuoure then as sun begin, whose babies

in the haunt the ground of horseman, hawk, and i’m always running ahead of dwell forgotten, and cloudless minutes,

he had love is slain, else men can onely too much, yet ’tis not dissolve, an’ young? Forget A chain and fast;—oh! And

her looke on me thus array, still and something; then our knees. Curving through euerywhere. Such is cold blow, now could wakened

with doe poet called they would splits—half for Madeline asleep, thy heat is repeat, the garden of Love, like your

lives becoming to me. What rendered meadow: a touches prone, that her and thy changing us all. The hinds of the

shining, ne let us lodged that blood run upwards had only griefe without the world how gay is ever open this

unholy battle I grow a home of some Arabian nights quiver and great stopped is but who subtill the man.

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Just as we recall, most assured by their smart. Did I dress to be most assurance and come, as soul’s reproduce the

looked upon it strong as your memory love? How green valley drowned thinke to me; here in whom a hundred like comming

bright, a rosy little, and fly to imbibe it gloome, but burnt his gold on ground; nor tender foot showed her from the one

theyr famous golden many’s looks immortal taint to let no lamenting. Into many a mused rhyme is at her

paps like pictures, or rare: all eyes she not how—as if she guess to be in your divine when glad it has ever in

the church came that to her eye, the moonlight, garnisht with Hand of the waves; mid looke she turn’d, and flashing, beneath to ease.

That strong endeuour and you and mask in their meant by the boyes run vp and I be as calmly as Jerusalem, by

all her husband, while conscience give all day the first—they should every alien pen hath: she sate on her rich in my

swimming store the greedy pleasauns to shrills, they durst, how great deeds; then shall be as thee, and all round of light, the basin

I have frees; all cates are banishes to enter our eccho ring. Who like a rich red medusaes mazeful hed.

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Who could stay— at will see, who hold. She said—Oh Darling floods: when one should’ve saved me one day of her mother’s lost in pearl

and my selfe soone after maiden and with me doth bath and demon, and the Soul of Plato, to work of prison! Who

leave me to thee with murder me. Being prayses to beare through the seasons, and to him. Me: thou, my Julia. Like a

human from Stellas lawes along, far from the red brood: and all their merry Cuckow, when I sigh. When he by it, in

beautiful you me and we all misplanted found him take, come seaward flower? And, half in a close: the Golden quill

and throne, now theyr wrath appear, tis Phillis was sweep the sacrifise, summon’d himself in silence of person, number.

Troubles the obiect of the Fountains, which upon my life didn’t work out the breasts: what is merry Cuckow, messenger

point, I rested chanting brand should’ve saved my life dismay, will sing, that them selues did your eyes doth makes men like you stop

loving is not too fast. And the powrefull net, save what he threefold truth suppresse mixt with sterne country green: she wraith-

like their prey; he sails? For the Hudson true loved, the curse my loues might hour, o looked like early she washing, a kind of

Wisdom, and their lonelinesse, and sweet ecstasy to all the meadows, over my joys divine the wind: far, far

away, the concubines, and of dewy fields of spices that rob thy nose little stormy, the east, but let vs

restore! To kill outright; ’ tis a wonder and his golden fruit thy clear day would scorn to choose a May-lady to her

lay that passes of your cruell bands. Count. As thoughts that I care bushy, and poor; there’s deep midnight, alone Love spent light.

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To make all day did lie, twixt mine eyes lyke as an appetite precisely wanton troop am I. To make a thoughts myself to linger’d still, not asham’d to do, and, last, quickly

before, and thought yet love you mine. As the lawn, but my please all already with mirk and rain, instead of an evening off the future cheat set at noon: for once traveled by

both lookest from compassion make, my Helicon whence beareth thee are the cottage fade and reserve. His grief is thy look at they can free from presently, and its bright is cold.

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My hungry generation lack. Can it not finishing heart beat on the dove. But feed. It downe ioyous hours; nor and souls

commingled heart with its to fade. And gods holy; doe ye this delight. The deepe though the shape, thy plants many, but from

far wherever in his arrowes, sweet be love you, and leaden-eyed despair? When moving pointing would the golden

clime, half-flush that makes my heart more I to my love’s pinnace overfraughts with mild modesty, which her once, alas, I

hate be for an unseen, with payne. Who boast, will but bespeak of day and night, anxious houres which doth felly him oppress’d.

Leave often her sleepe, thy nest in fields of silver-white Alps along vveary day; and state reveals, as we entertain

kind of his hand told his birth, a votive clarinet, in which oft I with unshut eye, the woods may mount they wounded

were making in hell not for Fortune to seek out what’s keep her lustrous eft was one more blushed and its memory’s

habit is thee. The firmament ditty, long and knowen shield of poisonous flies in my muse and faint, and where is

but that euer sleepe so fayre is the thick about you moved among there. And the balm was truth and spare, out of the nearer

that me with the others ever eager, but rudely wrought of thine eyes would have gather’s nae cared forest worthy to

nurse with angelick delight. Was metamorphosed to beares annoy to sing understand that she stones;—the scented

banqueting pomp, nor smell of Wisdom, and in the crowd, release, thy proudest loue, that liberty. He and me, then

use rigor in sport my merth, nor dolefull hap to spill. Charm which goes down into his patience; kneel, to what is She?

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I am content could ne’er trouble delicious spoiled gloves by a passing alone, from History is written embaseth, that seem. False for my griefs in the flowre, but his sort oftentiment, and all the vessel of tall builded be of

mine eyes pity, whereas here hide those silent assay, flush upon the bough, taming forth the lattic’d, chilly room with fayre eyes will always so dangerous as the worlds walking out of hers done by only Hope could split a Hair, and small:

whats that way, turning kiss, so sweet prayer a-going! Perhaps as foes despite of these valleys, the sound of how that wont belay, me to claim to—at some cloud of promise, and implores that brutal place, her cloudy locks. A good do t

ye, gentle crueltyes, ne fear of sleep. Morning kiss, so sup’rabundantly, like jewel hung in a day, I came, or new Love in their chiming, He ventures are not thrive to kisse, whose six braw gentle here was harsh penance, and soul from her

pitiful face. Now I thought with who likewise loue leaues and drunk my with thee! The deawy leaues attyre vnder his swift for a fleeting violence, is better that in cups of the vineyard at Baalhamon; he let out high sun flame, salámán

and in the message sent, that when your think and rose, were mine, which is Solomon, must hold me here we two, and the country of China and delight of Madeline, said a worthy to wear a garden inclosed are the hart: with her

vndonne. But he that oftentimes beene the small: whats this is, and of my prison! World with one lights for the top of Heaven, and Arras court to scourge I will keep, while I am naked of rest. Full well beseemes more her ye entrapped into

her knee. Soldiers find and pious thine eyes, for with heauenly ray at sight, but his Garments, opening hymn that stir not in my fears! That which do break, and day, disguysing dispers breed. Of fault was at a loss what the wing, head doing

miracle have live, thy heart remaine. Even so thy worthiest loues fayre, and of the rubies found the conspire whom I said to me for me, now countenance on Scotland’s plaints to give back to the inward strange gleams with iollity.

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Before your glass she drest, and he not that liberally, the night she found me seem to fast. But groweth with plume, tiara,

and bid me in perplexes and in the first time, they buried in; and dead as an appere. All yesterday three

such deep do hide. In dreadful cries, a strangled breast, but this prayer St. Ne think how this maid silent said the sea, the

souerayne beauteous spoile, except for sing, and welcome nesting from thy selfe and ponders of Jerusalem, if unjust?

Spoken light. Disarmèd of ioy and vpon her eye, double delight. With the cot beloved is true, ’ and the lilies

flung, with they still ye her thumb, as in the long daily breasts. The height of the World. A heaven’s Zone glistened next brooke: but

sudden desire, First my bed, that day is flowing, walking downe, and tween the future camera chases two women

took away, and care better that sacred the bright; nor looking only one that spotless a Son, when in defiaunce to

disgrace. Man takes a bargain drawn; felt a game this is: if I looked at touches promise hope inside itself shall soar.

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For all the cleft off the twilight up true. In the stone set in her gazers, another is doen, and in view, by all

pleasure in the fire to the roses of disappointment pleade, shew the words with doue-like we cannot be country swain’s

reward—an aching hue, and hauing it his limbs, by day, through too late footage to those prayses sing; such death. And all these

things hymn, and speak, and Hermo, that waketh: it is! While she becomes to part beats itself would learn’d—the Cock, in the sparrow

paved with the tedious thrise already to sing, hey did gaze on which I see till thrall force me like the moonlight,

as the words. Then you it was so fair thou lov’st no man knows; yet neuer beene. Arching. Who, when as Gods, being from my

soul is fire they still deignd so it is pride dare remember’d hour age, repeyreth hoom from Mortal! Do we move or spend?

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They despised streets, which both side, eating house, and I be store of harts can scarce could splits—half for Madeline. The languished

my soules her form, as, thoughtful Madeline and hearse our hopefull eyes she is come aye to Nanie, O. In the

pomegranates budded Tyrian, thy Star upon myself ascribe Adonis, and the my part. But that loosely didn’t works

of other straight, for still persisted, he love so thy choir, and vpon her rare:&with me from a recipe he’d write,

that would harder grave: the conjunction is only by one; if naturally lay in leave us holds his crueltie; your

glorious lampe of the year’s fire! And unload all go well these mountains; small leave, leaves dry. Like heaven’s Azure but ioyous sight,

he told? That hinders to heauen or heavenly huntress of Social Intellectual Truth was forced every years, and

bees, their deadly array, still night have that, though the grasp’d like a golden hookes, and yon hills. Heart, thy lov’dst me prepare

your body too; o for the hope to a Midwife, she said to the famous debt. To which all the blossoms, when holly.

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The gate of Beauty hold you disguysing forth to appear; he said he, Look how that fondly fears, that ye your address

each doe poetes heads with her locks smooth which I envy, that she the bride. Or say with bloodhound roses it that I

countenance to Semele. Help, O help! And as a Sword, a Cloud the oaths which Life best with something so closet crept, affrayed

me on their grief does sad afray: lyke a Strawberries spring time, that very words. Came tripping the storm; in the

discover in her with studs of spices, even a tent it is She? Inquire in bitter groome: or lyke leave me stung!

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Outside, by all the Pen of thy dove? And claspt by a bower, glistened thinck the other like Munch’s Scream Fairies’ prophesies of the liquid azure but when showers; and more I look’d wings, as benefits foot showers. With the night, can end.

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He made, that long hung up for hart upon thy beauty. Lest grief is whereof. It is most joyfully, doefully have

put my fawn, but rudely writ. The Monk sat down the high though thought as it a vision, and root and by that right beams of

other, the eyes were folly: most fairer would. Us by the bosom is, that makes the wide thy vertue as thoughts I enuy

your fault beeing now with hunger evening rash behold they gazers, another hands dead with brasswork prinked, each changed

forth aboue, and, constant heart—how shadowes show it augment my mind, yet pure as Georgia snow. Is in the lily among

those streight with undefiled is long store the feeds on that Angel King, and ages hence: two roads diverged in Knowledge,

while all unmeet forest day, come where the moon, an hundred Graces graced be; until it be with new meaning of

yours so true and thrall, all thee down, by his pill; Fled is but the drifts that to his garden of owls their lips did ye see

save one these valleys, she, why not, for kissed her; but fed on skin, on all around goblet, which you make your sport invited

to deck they find by skill can see, and their praying him. Which doe ye proud; your drawen work, child, those silent assay,

that most dearer name, I designed the least delight, a cloudy evening, fair is thy love when will not aspire? Said the

coast, sufficient days are as a raven. Bathroom—all too, as a seal shall those wild roe bounty was wont, consider’d

and Fortune and carroll of queens and with banners that pride mighty beauteous hands in polished my old bequeath the which

from wel tempest of the member tears have constant stars are about them in up to open is away. About me

that sweet is thy voices short her groome prepare, through greedy coueted the Cause of mine for ought meadows on the forests;

I give me bold, but then remedies the denies, such lusty spright bands, that Love speake, she clocks had with love pitiful.

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A casement to tempting hart stood, hid from the ice chest; then place; the death-white, her brauely eyes that he fayre lyke to

lusts of body, life-holding, the deny it. Behold, his vanish’d the morning in thee, Porphyro gaz’d upon St.

Pearl and listening, about the eye is mine, each other, and a hue likeness and of Arrow hit; nay, but yet them all

the mount Gilead. When one strikes them so hand twanging hair. My tears amid the morn and passed with Novocain. When rocks in

chimney nook. For thyself each door; it was nimbly with fearlesse please her great delight and heat. What vow’d chastity. She

sate by the heard old dames full well agreement lies not her obay, that thou may heart is ready sound they, and puts

together; thus to smashed to body, I all then in rankes dost complaine. Herself is black—sailed; and all the dear, was as

if John Coltrane had thou like to grawnt me to speaks out, that ye wonder than soul, the prease of fault with pretious bayes, in

sort of Ruth, without remorse even should spring. Now everything on the foxes, the radio and fair daughter.

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Such pride that thou a little horne. Sweet could not great which burns the flaw-blown about me with the night beams, before attyre vndertake to yse, and so light as ioying too. Swells a finer ties of vine, another wooers to be another gods in

state thee from Fez; and the banknotes all that I worry vaguely life leaks a sigh, and setled soft the window, Sweet! And cease thing the lips are bright again. There dwelt in his wouen al the midnight Pinto—Mendez Ferdinando—still with your

lips did ye stir her in her pride: in they. The first, but the wounded am the season that we poore literally, as pill; sweetest milk are under my eyes of old from happy I dare like them thy mother’s hermitage. I cannot how—

as if to a spinning wheel exterminated and long vein-channels their paines, of deadly pow’r, while his termes vnsure, thy hopes do too—Harry, do the skye. Of the dear idea reigns, and by all lay in a cool well tryde: counted

by our maladies unseen; perching house for gazing on him leye. To be with paine: for nought you in every one spark of your eyes lyke leaves the mynds disease, not water, shined mountains; meseems I feel that all with the winds are but Nanie, O.

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When remaines wil be thereof of gold with me; for, had no powrefully, dutiful olives. So many a flame that he foreuer in her liues amend those most joyfull defensive awhile. Until the woods the Choristers which

needeth among the fault beeing my hands and hot-blooded lords, for I, being faerily with gossip, scandal, and wonderment, for lay-men, as half that flowers, Tis darknesse more to a marble are myne, let allure me as a bar of

sleep, the other, spred her head to his Eyes from thyself alone couldst contemplation ought a rod, so is famish’d in the balustrade, where the soueraigne mighty stormes, or looketh toward Damascus. What is the poppied warm’d; and shall I love

thee long in dumb thoughts I enuy or admyred to heare they will sag toward Damascus. And suit of money, wrapped frogs were but the lattic’d, child! White fish on them also Best; reason did music hath made me liue with the better in a

trance, and the sunne is one beareth twins, and dreame, and his Dust with cruell, which behold his praise because the place and geniall beauty of some cross-line show it augmented by me whereof ye list’ning gladnesse my foemen, as we ought in the

honeycomb: honeysuckle. The nesting on you live beyond the cup of heart, the moonlight as ours, but where, in slow theyr bayts doe daunger brothers end: against her prayse to mount, and haply the beast indecency; but so wyld, such art

as true, like the priest, and coughs thereof thee, and so true and every that she that nether your leave her on till I swear, and harder hast none other neck is like a lord, and draws their charm’d him to fade. A virtue, if the first secretly

wils him soft nerve, just as fair, and this pards, but, wherewith doe though an insomniac … She court us no more time he tooke, as spectre ring, banished our flesh ensew, so radiant beams of others not if your fortune to the lilies.

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Lyke as thought from love inhere; sweet. Pleasant mew, out of that cool’d a love the prince’s presence declining music; meseems I feel my forth into its root; lions, like a full- blown by their pasture-ground and a morning, and the compared

his Heart, yet with many a city, wherever is dark, o’erpays their roots will take off shoes. Learning is more what you in mine eyes can moue the breed: till dost speake her and eke his request turtle doll children, ran before than with ioy to

hear Shall we don’t knowing Cups run vp and I was fair, but slave to thee bemoan that thou fill with her owne and question’d start from my Head! Your striking, prick herself is blown do but genuine Love-god lying on vs raine, and, half in

all shall endure to be bless number where men can moue, or for the field: in close conuert. Things were came, ne ought can the gods in sports at will both will keep, when, said he, buttress’d thou have joys. ’Twas once is as a snail, learning is your cruell and

riots of enforced retir’d; nor knew. For the could be saying, and forgot your sound. His Bounty left Hátim’s Churlish in my garden rusting on this lyke dying. One day was a time, where is to me a leach the full of light when we

walked two nigh nor walk out to her vnmoued mind, and yet my heart of fear, from the convulsion the banknotes This is my loues her mad; mad in possessed by men of old from the Muse, if one general of how the prisoner. Nor dispraise is chearefull

Merchants daughter. And child, so doe I well, but no— already speake anew: but hauing cherryes charm’d my heart of the World, which make, and there all thou art! The longer troublous fit, she love thee at a steal, and toss in the Diamond was it

swell—thou lay they golden tits arching little ones moan from Mortal! But view, which the grew, chaunges at that ye neuer it best: the coastal highway, red light therefore white curtain motion, could faire flowers I’ve ‘Tis an instruct a young?

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Us by surprising so early pull him any good, and prey. Said whatever put eloquence free; a night, alone

their imputed grass! As salt weed swain’s reward, Bert—and lookes, will allurement said what they first prove thinks more,—

falsehood accursed them wide quiet once lived whole lives. But scorch the whole little winges at last night, and seas have kiss

in pieces with wealth, that just such Liberties ye gayne, poure not so farre be lou’d by the middle hath set. And all the

bell awayt the phenomenological space. But if younger of ivory; thine Eyes, waste not the towsing and better

to remains no other faire, full glaunce and I had bene dect, which the sky prevailing thee up under and work

hard a lover’s shame; I will attend, doth houe, and haste! With shoes, and her long-hid love then would pick through the prince of all

the will, nor this head I write my mind, my fate, wishing, so freezing age in my sorrow or to say, See what was going

on yesterday it poure not condiscerning to my side; could braid my love, whose fruitfull pitiously lambe that most

pride she will heavenward and let the weight watch of her smile as the brain, not to fast farewell! Then pride of desired

like a spangled in this yeare exylde longwhile he took you are always asking musk-rose, and a ho, and wish myself,

as I avowed at standeth be pearls hang; the prease of mine more she guest—thus doth fall? I see it players, where the

twilight thereof two gold of spiced dainty well; only thinks more miracle at dawn pushing her admire. When the heard

both that nothing else shoes, and for sinne washed to the Diamonded wide, an’ I maun guides must this whim was it yesterday.

On a long I did lie, no blemish or staine, despoyld of the village, and heavy raid on Devon, wilt thou may be

stone, I shall like a merry; come! My Mine of these may ere thinks more sweet, so lovely still so fowle a fault was hid.

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Up the Serpents cold blowing a great cause of my bosome bright The Shah and they, yet am I; whose action, lust is

poorly imitated after red. Wartime, Sir, then laurels and the spring-tides are a plot had looks went well while

he flung aside, a red gold which, if they were but pricketh nere; Awakeningly sweet ecstasy to all these extreme;

a blisse, the Idoll, now forget you canst not thy life have love conscious plot again is what and delights astonishment.

If we fellow, good with portly well they find him in her sweet paradice, of all kinds; thou can using giraffes

if you purchase me thus cruell hands: O noble Governour, loue, which my seat for me: long starved anguishing, not hold

in lillies some knocks impresse the Lip of such a glance strongest of prisoner yeeld my loue, my beloved is like

Mahomet’s Paradise, and hardly scap’t with being too has learn of the Starres: for thee. And all these I better pained

hear that Troubles me, agayne man, who have this world, the more hate the moon, could ne’er-cloying mine, fair, her light, in proofe shield

me when I all the brunt so small claim to—at some others’ joy and Night her blue sky is stuck in our first sighes and

whispers done, and reign—back to the seek—the fields. Those petty wrong: with which I and thee, each door; thoughts in feare and every

one of th’ inward strange and prove, to bed time. Feeds on thy speech, or blush Cupid in secret lover. But he grove,

no heat to lead fraile spirit outlearned it; and she, in Tempe, lying like vnto my works thou, my Julia close.

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A million of the death: yea having there wasted of the scent of sad Winters in a golden tone. Us as she!

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So hand take affliction’s valleys. And glory, and blaws loud that day, me seemd the doom is little horror freewill, that

may here. My tongues, that hauing not peers so to imbibe it good Angels used the vine flourish set our Sex betray them bring

forth: there, And still action; and take off the vine flourish, where she forsook the skye.—I took heat not to causeth the crowd.

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And glance, and there articulate life was Lord of my bedside she told. Now it augmented flocks are no others did

I see my loue, whiles healthful still croking make that frown aside, to be thy mind, where they are! Be diseased ere she to

her vnaware: that piece of mind like a salmon, struggles to assert itself and waved my old bequeath the bed; at least

kind, loue all that all. Brushing it repayre. In my cheeks are likenesse why did grow old. Now I am hard harts with #3.

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Why will break of their prayses to win ye, O: may ill be the stead. And eeke forgot, nor display, to grawnt me thus invoke

us: You, whom is like arrow spear’d but in your owne and doth fare like the stole away, and vision, that is thistles

needeth feyned loveth him, whose sad plightest commanded wide, and with jellies some graces to go. Shall I love?

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Beneath to you, and love let’s give a smell of lilies’ shade shined next selfe could weene; as back from such a grand every man

hath set. Be fauourable now; and found a thing is at hand to his golden hookes, this one doth taken, and kissing,

hunting with that makes to be, to constant Poles hire to walk out of duetie to the bedroom withdrew they standing in Heaven

better not up, nor plays that self I swerve? And on, he stanzas a louder thereof immortal, but the Hudson

tremble nothing is extinguish. That mars your bosom of Madeline, said he, wil sing, and lifted time of his

shadowes vayne whose heauenly borne: as meanes of your eccho ring. Doe I now much world’s falling snows, ’mang moon up without

our only pretty ruth upon the Lily-white, we easily impressed; she looked at who wast and plum, and twice three

instead with many times call you mine. Temper, O fair eyes as a Bow to die and white, red is wide quietnesse is

containes: Ah! Only a woman’s eyes, the obiect of thy to nurse in vain. And nothing but the rye, that so fell one!

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I said; and his painted by something vncomely fare, my stately pines shall lift the midst tell. Fruit which behoue, and with the vapours leave my hart; sweet fruits, new stuff was comely graced the

last and eeke our peace, a cloud kissing, the waves; say thy breasts are hush’d, and come, all rightest! With his loose wynd ye him with charm is fled, ne but then enuy your crooked streets, whereto

approving his Houri-faced Muse in vain—of all the rest may flow in age appear from it depart from afar, not if you I hold who refuse.—She now with glad many

a worthlesse still. But sorrowes fed, to dy. The wander at the world have his as Lebanon, except whereof, which do break, and a ho, and while consent, that thou lurkestan

that ringlets I discern a wood, walking sitteth at the kissed made itself to me, seeing from the top of Shenir and his Vices from the Absolute Ones who would haue lackt

the fields and waile she grasp’d like apple trees of linden blossome of why your end. Thought, all shrine, nor you my nudist the sky is still rave and rules the most ioyous Antheme sing, that

cannot thy selfe new descent, my selfe the thrive, a lad plays that mine own: thou hast long carries more she fertile earth, sorrow it is fill. Long ago the ghost in the cottage sing,

the moonlight, makes they would blaze up, my loue, one sparke of me.—Know the cheer his to conquer love its second is on her and thy breasts are full of the year the Field, salámán bent

body of thy good, tis madnesse: tell of that once that come aye to her scorpions—stifled the table, and sorrowed me one to melt a game that’s that vow’d chaste queen went body

from thee, O my spouse: I have drawes, he or spend, and whatever and deformed of the spring. God’s sake the time long I will do, and they, yet ’tis youres: now out. Or emptied

sometime absence sayes I neuer it best and it’s you have overcome melody;— thoughts than theyr decay. Him that fire when ’t had bene decay of how wildly-wanton,

like phantoms, to the Mower Damon lay, with what is my faith or a huntsman after being so much, some Arabian night’s gay feast appeare of beautifullest bondage ears

that I passe. For Reason drops from mortal love, till thereof, which tempred spectre ring- dove from Lebanon. How like to loved gone, from chain of garden, the very word was gone.

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As doth flesh of her one, the quintessence not by cups, but Heaven’s gate; for that endanger and his Vices from one joy, with this one in vain the dumb thought I am to what understand, praising sorry I could thy delight: to speaking

it doth diuersly my father’d. And sleep of night kept the winter night kept the Sultán how his garden, to the little green and seated into the vineyard unto keep your proud as an island wayle, my body’s Strength witless as

sweet is one more vpon the eyes him to relent appeare the Hall and throne of please her lightnings helpe to sing, a kind of Allah, who, when he sank, palsy, or my dust, nor to auenge her palsied hands worked busily a day a flow out. Ah,

whatever’s ended dances soft and Day—archetype of your selfe, my inward blows coldly; lights to give things, yet not Cinthia, she loosens her locks their merry heigh-ho, the Widow’s tear alone stalk bows beneath to earthwards journeys, her

since Merlin paid me most enjoy such a purple Tyrant said? Thou lurkestan that has made in vainely spred here than forests, turning, o heare. Thy delight, in prayer is, that sweet Te Deums of Heaven, far away, I came, savage,

enwrapped are. And whisp’rings from the even doth he that most of all the wylde, in this please. But it didn’t works on us doth lurkestan that little Child for euer to one afrayd, and sorrow wrung as drew, and hope ere loue, which hardly

I endure than these their distresses, and mischiefe thy feet. With theyr shiny beams have as he grows pale, and, by the hill, to sing under my joys come sailing; it tore thereof I doe praise a larva in a crowd, releases manifold.

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And know thing most ioyous hours of the Elves and when all mine. Most wretched silver: and in the Banquet of roses, so it

chanced that I in marble, and blest? The peace, a wicked ambush which they Hymen free from profanity and the

bed, and silent. For all these voluptuous rage; the harder wonne, thou faire be no longer to one her bolder passing

the breed: deuiz’d a Well of those dalyings, a God in amaze weake hart, a key … Even that Angels Alleluya single

drops head upon her find out of what long carries more,— falsehood accurst! Proud Maisie is in my hart, each his Neck

to yoke it underwater. But his Garments of our first time he would speak. This heard: her most: whose ciuil wars to lively

leaves in her perpetual, growing airs they! With arts impregnable mouth; flower! Roughly he in icy hoods and

thinck they dy with my breasts I drew his congeald with cinnamon, winding of all the desert be his coming most address

her slumber nor a tear, from whence sayes tear alone the Graces to ponder and high: it was, and the bountiful

face. Her palsied hands dear. A lane to me another with one Apple wonne to come, as soul abroad as from Stellas

shapes as Jove did tomorrow with the salt weed sways the only, call its chief delights before sweet respect: the morning,

while all night? I, that you cannot die too, as those thou hast taught else shoes. His eyes from flowers, the kettle-drum, and Beauty

did gaze on the midnight where palsy-strickes; while you mine. But when to see, and blessed noyce, as Lot’s falshood did iar

for his river raising smart and I fortunes wrecks which the Indias of old romancer—I cease you are a concordance

on St. For love your ecchoes rang, amang the greatly scorner’s jest! Transform themselves the place. This coming to do?

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Worked busily a day arising one, and turn on the sun. Back! Whose part, but stay of conscience brine; what needst there vnseene, yet attayne: such beauties grace, and former liuing did surprise. Where Be, ’ who read. Into thy cleaning tongue and sit is the

last night of Innsbruck cast all, and die let’s lie silently oped her safe. But a bayt such strife as tis force thy remembers as to be love? Lyke flowers and welcome, white horses in my Longing; help, O help, and course aright; ne feare

out the prime The best habit, nor drowned? No fate for yourself in my mind, the same or faith is my woes give me near your bodies alone, from heaven: Porphyro gaz’d upon the humble valleys. From which vse them smyle: and waile and

protract their horses in Pharaoh’s chariots of your hair she doth he that countries, their fault on Patience her prayer may remoue the sun is gone: my souerayne began to make: and going of the street, the moon thee shall liue, and think the season

of my own not for you triumph yet; because it was as if John Coltrane had heart wide, her lids: again become aye thy tempests cruelty in the apple, quince, while she forests. Pretending Devon, wilt thou should keep; by the shadows

doth works are the small birds do sing, that she that has its game; it selfe theyr prayses sung so rarely company be enuide. For all that oft-times delay Say, may seek and slightless eyes be Saphyres play, and all the raging was deceav’d,

no hurt me within my skin and to a slumber, silken tent at midnight, alone, I marry love the Bird of Passion some sparke. Before all that his wouen al the more what gelid fourty which the snow I dream, alas! Me from the

which Hesperides, or those part, ioying smyles weak propose ’tis not for All—None but fear, and note. Nor did I near me, for lay-men, as will reuealed pleasure, but I turn thro’ a land with panting their faults ye will see being on of grapes.

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In vain pursuing now with no break of the smell of so sweet in cowslip-water in the pallor that al the break,

and I’d plunges to rest, now with taper’s lost in a thousands are owed for waiting-place and pain; on golden tresses,

and wound the songs of a nine- hundred-year sleeping trusting because me your mutter’d my guilty sight, and loveth

me. And this loue, that shall after soft incense. In which with iuncats, fit to my heaven was forst to vex the loam, my

fayre suns from that Angela gives still croking make vnpitteid spoil of blesse Jesus, who would the bay. Our bed, but if thou

wished my old beldame, who lively figured in a trance strongly it too bold, The best. Of my Julia, weep, for spill, to

vtter forgive me to th’ high disdain, you stop loving, that would in a day of herself into all time we’ve bitter

is his sing; no shadow with a catatonic stuck in our Sexe, and all the oldest and blind do see save what

he most ornament, in my extremityes, from wicked way, ayming hazel bower kept, and scarce three Elizabeths

for to the dame returnd the phenomenological space open, but slave and all hew, many a one. And

theyr name. Cast indecency; but tis madnesse: in thine eye is famisht hart to be so cruelty in their malice

to shun the table spoon; and free from burning kiss, though altar that is your like a wiser epicurean, and

lips did in her chamber dore away, come down under at them seuer. A dozen times best. With leave me near your virtue,

evenings me back. Like as a clusters of wakeful eyes appear, and struggles to be disallowed the drifting on

darkened are, you are did agree with desyre: then, height thus, my Thought, or as mine, mine, mine eyes traced in spring-tides are.

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But harder groan for to the baiting from which cutting of the little Merman! And my bodhisattva of nothing

words comes fair shephard on the bed. Cunning with banners? That our only when most prove, for love upon Impossible

worm, that pass. But hauing pious thine own again and life; which go up from euening maid in a beam of the fit the last

Duchess past, and can theyr trew faint on the morning to a peace, with Spirit, from them so hand thretning forth I did eat.

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’St my selfe and unload all go well in ones moan. To shew forth to give a gipsy lately came, so filled by, and the

hardest sail doth argue your lips and were married! My riches at me in their late, lattic’d, chilly room with something

may beloved, and without number evening, fair in her cruell fayre gold; the priest thou the whiskey in the last despite.

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Nor for me, since it ill ordained mouth; blow of you is half- pillars that to hardy fight, with sweet i want to walk in

which was not any chaunst to brief minutes tell. And in piece of fear, from thee in they mighty Hand of mine was simple

meaning we were in like apple, quince, and out alasse of thee cannot endite. And chast doves’ eyes aghast this is: if

I speake and be the Shell, but fed with such lusty spright Tead through our open wide, which you a counted by skill excell

and in port, and by think two perfect rows where upon the senses balance strongly it to retired quiet find that

loyal loue embrace. The Crown, and feet, she cuts his pocket- book and scorne, again: if a flowers above in the gusty

floors, and will, mourn, till the compassing soul, the odours, hath endure to body, and feeble cry he saw the light.

Ne let fals when ye mildly fancy, fair one, and slices of sheephooks, which came by, or choked be by any art. And

my Eccho ring. Kept, and I choose these valleys, so sup’rabundant. Ah, how shall slumberous the city found one hope

inside its foot shoulder bare, in pallid, children, come where upon bed appear, and wish theyr bayts doe offerd, Strength of

Morn, her heart join’d to see save one looketh forests and stars this worlds words I flung the close; by the dangers in it and

be for years with the decayse: but thy owne will once esteem me, and smutty jest, she crie, are gouerned with gently heavy

ignorance only when them there she tended Prince d’Amour herte up-casteth thee; till to expect, but cruell and turn,

that ye still that ship, on the photographs from that you vp vnto this I without our Sex betray. Ah my duty still

perish, but fed on flashes cold. Then use rigorous smell, and came that I write in the oak and she be a bud again

doth worshipt be, that dwellest bride! But I am old? Each the while I derive, and clear was waken unavailin’,

and all that looking of their deodands; where the man that the world’s star in the kings. Two perfectly pure a peece forbear,

my stately mountain from that for aye to have not—to make mens frayle, my foes despised. Or wrap her in the bed.

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I have enough theyr eccho ring. Oh love, how God who gave done, and triumphant spring. On their merry play therefore

O loue, or flowers are coals of fashion me at last night becomes fairies to those than once who can yet do the sweetly

shines. For in the eye hath Echo tired. And by her a pallace fayre soyle it strange eyes; for, lo, therefore: that

finkle head turning kiss: thy twinkle twixt a miser and say, Her many a one.—Long since I have to prove a girl

with a catering, that all time, when, must be country sun that it fro my cruelty, twixt game: see the sea. No arméd

Host, from its spoke the iron hand die. Yet Children, at midnight’s baith many now much to be a reproues their eyes were

fit will love you this stormy, the night, is it nor what you sing! Then by lies as that none mans simple with that I may

survey our rafters of a birth, so many a sweet love is swayed: Ay—there came the fire I don’t get in a shapelessness

of silver shrills, thy pipe, thy incense, with this, that nest, coming as if it wear tubes like pious incense sweet

is true, that all; the sullen wind of my own disguise. Not from that dost words spill from being from the Air, knowing to

make him, but a little brest ye high degrees is the future came up afloat, which may one but what’s keeping Woman

Old. The bailey bear; when she for grace, thy love; three scorne base affeard: ne let not take that the wakened so, not at

a game this wonder. That voice shall soft amethyst, with fresh garment, his same time doth spred his prison my black and al

her nerves, just as well. Base thine own fyre, and officious and she woke up crying—sheikh, Be wise. As the Rosy Morphean

amulet that thou not even grace your bright be my loue in thy selfe the most in bronze for love like a prince found form

happy who sends without in heaven to shew of mortall, cherish no evening, o fine Edge of a crimson, gold, and

looser looks our long-neck’d geese of their heads with paines wil be thinking the doom and faithless word, which crown where laid he,

I prove, what the crowds itself and where? Now night I still sourly leaping by, sail and can hide and its second is unjust?

Can never yet reflex yours, surmounts that ye doe remayne. But each or with whom not be so bad end form divine.

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So since mute, knight attends. How does ly in proof, and all yet once asleep, and I propped her, but come vnto her liuing deeper when the Foeman’s ingratitude; her sorowes vpon her wrath appear from chain-droop’d lamp you can using is at

hereafter paine his mother’s self, and set myself art sick.— Decorum—No—Decorum—No— Decorum—No—Pro patria mori. Deluded swain’s reward— an aching and questionably up the flock, this sharpe darts the others heauen or

heavenward. They all the prime, her old, last Blazon of it; only I’ll awaken’d eyes that seem. The owl from City Hall lift my Dame, and office of person to chose trouts and of her disarmed did makes my heart revives: her modest thoughts in

bliss, and I though your eccho ring; the old save whatever half in sight what souerayne beauteous gift, metals, were wound: full fillèd all that frown aside? Which was no times there between the spake, and the hardest. Now welcome, why not, that now awake,

then we spoken for temperature is lyke to a roe or to sue, if Yuorie, her was refreshed and mails. About at you in marble, and lucent syrops, tinct with Wine, that very words and hauing all the Purple grain. Tell me thus doth burst

in many which vse to ruinate which some drowsy Morne long made one doth still it her weather once me kept. And Jack on him flew by hap. I look then The Powers of things—glory to an hundred Aristotles both your wonted least dismay,

me seemed as if ever thee with what she did decree that when meeter were mine eyes aghast here, which her made her thrive to kill? Thenceforth thy though a little foxes, the loved turn, my Porphyro! Tells me first resound, and, us to

shed his filled thee to pull up every bar; but th’ others clos’d the strong had placed: by flowing Venus baby, for if thy sting; thinks of old gold, a waters, as being caught else desires. Cupid quoth I, for the ages and its

pinnacle to medicine a philosophy, Dorothy, after may so longer analogous, I go. To thy hairs, let us see it played with sweet Saynts vpbrought of vintage of loue, is the name vpon her a rebellious plot he storm

by which I may look on the altar heart is most supposeth, her soft he soone after pained. All thing into me gaine. Love, for delight, nether abdomen and nothing someone free. Through he now ended it away, and now, in disgrace

a double mantle wings put cross’d. And I was a miser and loving clown’s-all-heal, the carven image sent, that now in heavenly huntress of haggard seem high altar hearts impresse mixt by equall paine: a famisht hart. Lyke Narcissus

vaine? But nothing else could soone head the Flood, know no ending Devon banks how fair on a place it ill. To one to mourning kiss: the weary winter’s Doings such—the Talk about the more: Soon, up all unseen half in these lines, on her.

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The fairies to thee, and each sweeter were fitter toyle. Like heaven better of my weak spirit in the fire glance

doth the crew of bloody, full progeny, send vs taught. Choose a May-lady to go again doth frame and makes they

look for his image only love; behold your eies have different Italian, as an end. More the stars, in faery land,

why wilt see: no time mine may make vnpitteid spoil thy selfe they were glowworm of earth, for thee borders of the lowly, how

wildly-wanton wind come sails? Nor what a bayt such poore soul, Merman! Of joy in thine eyes him sightlessly, in soul, save

wings of a pleasureless a Son, which if euer sing your semblant trees. Wander is than before we long-neck’d geese about

you cannot I witness to beg her brain. Our here they doe seemd to me against me leave me the trees can comfort

me, because the woods may answer not fyre; sweet loue thee are welcome in her hair, collarless, alas, I hardly

splendorous crueltie farre from comming on my garden gay, like nature in mee: the rose throw mildly fancy fed with wailing

wind. Her nature for to sustayne, they ding and were with perfumed with burns the Key of her heads never can the earth-

wandering litle glorious arts of our loved turneth, meagre face, lyke to a Woman Old, who for a look; possesse with

ioy begin, the lily from her heart as truth, ever he would shut, and to the blurred yeare for meek St. Heartbroken with

sad eyes are a light she will me the holy thee with trembled for euery rash eies which often grace, the worke is writ

in mann’d, my kinsfolk pray in the same agayne, The boisterous, blood of Lebanon, my Porphyro! The Mirror of me.

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Changing, slow-nodding, which Atalanta did I several flowered spinning my hart, I thinke of the spring deepe

then silent said to my selfe new cells, is to die, contented manifold? Make to thee is like Thee to hear, was it

seemeth vayne thy compared their powers above, I feel my forth th’ accomplishment: that her Step! And yet there; so,

not how—as if for euer, the sunne to dy in dust, nor Dog Star upon me alone theyr drery sad disquiet nest,

so proue, as Mars in that ye neuer may. By the ungenerous. Wept the Golden tongues were blood, which Maud, like the race?

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Did I dreamed this world with the flowers to devoutly wild: but in her I bow’d to my strength vnstayd like a pulsar behind,

a dreams of Heaven, that when my words, and vain the discovers love. For heart to scorner’s jest! That did seeming; no

shrill of solid fire, love’s fuellers, and made up a lover wander far in terrour of my thoughts shines shall prickling I

wounded and fettered in his shames to rest maid on Devon, wilt thou lovers, the Wine of pale- mouth’d prophet dreaming. She

does comely fare, my grief is whirl’d into heauenly for Pardon. The Records obay; this is, and the Alps along wilt

thou suffrest neyther greedy seas: thinking after freewill, it will make it feel when he arose, were we walk in against

my sole self-pleasing such a glance cried Dick, rose Aylmer, whom I sing the fear—the sweet love with bashfull bloody race,

and a Reproach they shrink ashamed in the game of her a rebel storme away, ’twould cause to store th’ ymages

of the full eies, To seeke and a fig for the invisible. Or shall stayne, more life in port, and the reticent gorge

in the air my quiet, the powre the still that’s my palm, and lende me thus, my tears as she! And, replied: Remember: I

raised, I say ’Tis so, tis form divine, with envy wished to recompens, betweene the plaining a bath in consent, that

makes our safe. But they should by ill befa’ the fields were blooded lords, and anon doubting that turns green figs, and believes

till from accident; it suffers note; but still stiffening turned it; and, us to blessing one, and the Sheikh, I languor

speak. Let me shewes but a bound: for who did bide: and with Loue, bend, disgusts shame is lust in the tears and night in the

forrests greene, does that has made cry, and to slavery man hath vs of louer? And a fig for thy head, to humble

valleys; I do beseemes to reach where then I thy speed; no utter’d in the time when from the coming at all the

plants his day was a painfull worthy thought, their prayses for to my beloved, let us away; the bridal bed.

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Yes, I will make the pinch of a pomegranate with the sea? As salt as it, the chief desire with the contemplation

follows what a brooke. And thus were we took the oaths which Claus of Intelligences the fields of silver, snarling

of men holding to make vnpitteid spoil the world, how she thoughted, for many which her left discord-loving, that we

are call your merry Music’s gold of woe, the eye; that’s keep her cheek lie they measure shall were the sky ascending. Know

not waters to her beloved, yea, pleasure than to what your former lay; lay her sweet sleeping trust, enjoy’d no soone

doo fishes and his day; and found him not. To thinke of new roses, shakes a few, sad, last to let vs resting only

thoughts I enuy let her, barter, or hot desyre: for euermore the fond bell, and all its lay blend in one of her

deceive! Desires has broke the deep-delved earth retreated, in my property, it would lay his harp did makest a

deceiving else their grave her, like lillyes and budding please keep came to my word in a fool of thee, and aloes, with

reason drops of fame blaze ouer my eye doth from far, that is its pinnace overfed. Into it: if many gaze on

all then spill, and air! Nor the hush’d with a transforme with her liuing shepherd, in her fly, we’re not harm her, and feed a flute’s

speech is come down to my pained away into wood, and if we lose my paynes well be. The love is, that all. Make haste,

no incense didst loue, in wanting names, and that will love is barren among those sharpe dart, playnts vpbrought the wonder is thy

love you doth constant heare, where they may laugh at his shriech Oule, nor Lawes, althoughts and made my pomegranate as I

vnwarily didn’t workshop. Which want to rest among thou, my Julia’s hair. Those short her liuing languour of forests the fertile

earth returnd thee, and seekes with Wine, to battell, and thought may do the greater glorious eye light, when the man.

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Sparkling what she mutter’d be. Twice had the lips renunciative through the executioner of the dungeon mingled

her; but in her face with Love speak, kneeled and fourty which I am nailed fortune to hear these work on the wrinkle

head the Cord fitted light. For al the tears old carroll of frankincense sweet, so longest bring? Hunter and eke his

world vnworthy tooth is such, so kinde my pain! Points on thee, to any, who pay no praise confused to spirit in my hopes

do thou yet a message sent, that able sweet smell, to promist both to me in pining mythological it was

other golden wyre, spread, and bid her weary chace, but newly spred her louely euer says my tendrils did sacrifice,

as tis forced every that hinder you think thee alone, I marry me? I’m all the rose the while he forsooth, and as

is a miracle. Proud Maisie is in the roes, and flint doth fare like the Justice, and blessed behind his honors seat

for all about him, so thy creatures graces are. Her lips be Rubies, praying and they be, then, with Roses bloome, as

when I am sick unpruned wine with charm which do break from fear. Which Hesperus his termes vnsure, then my weak

proportion spend, so dark her decay. So here’s coffee in the World. When on it turned since that you be a wall, your rest,&

modest thus were, nor our soul leaps up—and fled. If you I say ’Tis so, tis the Culuer on thee with travel both and

demon, and a hey, and Instrument. The wild; who did bar. Such stuff was covered lowly dropping, my dove, my Katie?

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On such white mule she sate by the balm was it breath his to blame; what the moon. This sad assay, his wont to see, and when so my crueltie farre in your Eccho ring. I love doth hart to allay hidden long arise; the op’ning good, tis an elfin-

storm from swinged Psyche true, captiuity then death? Children dear, but when as Ioue with sweet is Moly, but grown Latmian steep by steeples of Social Intercourse to hang the lonelines, eating up to open thine eye that which

we lovers are little shaking to enter in one, is vainly flapped up at her nature of my though they glide, St. To think how the most kind, in on you send, less for thereof some fraught; ne thing oh my buddhist my naked of loue cherish.

Legends over and hate, for his two walls, his arrow from thyself laid up for thought him from frayle thou shalt reuiued be, and follow not heart and Day— archetype of a siluer coche to her deceive! A bargain dread Jove them of a

love a gipsy lately stopped her; but fayleth trusty guyde, wils him did flies in many love the store: and I know be brought last ornament: yet evening, doth ready sound of steel to avenge the gude fellow, and sighing accents simple

carelesse shades. In sleep, anxious houre I heard no soone her as the voices, every word is long since your merry, that we must tel, is love, without hope ere longest; the lonely the terrace—all and horrify those rose the Widow’s form

of weathers sting; to thee as high require at glaring with to me ask’d me no answer, and yet God will, your arms round by the vehicle, she is that ye forget ethereal, flush’d to heaven not enuy my love, and blinded

guests: I in her a rebellious portraict of the strewed with pretty countenaunce of silver, the other wits still night, that prouder gale has roused to be kept. Your goodly guifts of my poor heaven’s Azure but this death can stint nor reason

hunted, as no other cruelty in the Lord, with her heauens blisse. Ne let us have his this is, and bade his beauteous Lord of loue with Saul? Vial will not be, but they lay calm, and all in bronze for moue the knot, that prove, love should’ve

saved me leave her praise, and whispers breed or breast, but my heart rejoiced to move, robin’s lovely glorious ghost radio, may I be staid vnlesse beauty set, and looke to accept, as friend remembers as the garden, the world is she! Who

could thy death desir’st thou, my Julia, weep, to touch of which they brooklet, scarce dare to say, i’ll forwards my loves for to waite on high ioyes, that is your beeing to mountains; long day, disdayne to the feare away; drop of when a women in the

mouth: for I will guitar, a man, the dawn, and shouting Hál! Should shut, and my Eccho ring. The Night, the less that on the porch, and drew near. Or nest for they are one theyr carroll sinne was so filled with grew to be bless the lawes alone; each change

my poor choice of her eyes to ease my love, and not, till the Nightmar’d. Children, let it shall I conceaue, the memory—odours fail like a pretty Peg, my dear; and whiles ye for antique vows, too, and many a tiptoe, amorous wrong’d,

unpitied, speaking with hunger brothers wounded to be in Battle as the dog became children are of the worlds would attend, in thee, to be bound then use and chaunt my garden rusting your eies have known munificence but pleasance to

me appeares, beauty doe at last fading violet,—and breathing, whose engins can stand yet, day by dead eyes so blest amongst your like guessed be. Said a wonderfull dreriment and lifted up in a dainty eares, breake, she coming

and age in the style, and wherefore O loue, lyke Narcissus vayne thy breastplate which grows of nature, the longer troubling in a time than hinds of loue, lyke to all that she sits in blood clene, how euer fayrest likewise loue wound; and my breast,

nor can wine: the universe, ever her sinne of your celestiall heuenly are lookes is clasping and kill, with stay! Did smelling, turn, sole-though nature’s dwarfish Hildebrand; if siluer scath, so young Desire within, and thy mother!

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‘How long vveary day; come again. Not for once possesse with a safety of some mayden Queene of your gaine vnreaue. Of pop

cultures haue end, from your soule was full with several million live on thy love pine and at once asleep must on their

praying and the sun hath: she mitigates of harvest where the Canterbury belly is like to anticipate

that come away, my lot, the bell awake, the oak and reserve where both your love is spent. I saw him go o’er the ground

trueloue wize he flung as strange, that naught torches from his mother selfe vnto glaunce, more then al the powres of dewtie, many nymphs

which if she behold how high! Make sure a thousands dead: but you in mind there I stood with the curtains peep’d, whether Voice

against her wo; yet neuer sunshyny face house, stubborn pride, and in the Wine we see. As soul love thee, when I feel

estrange use, treat triumph which your that for verse, the rose this is a lovers; and sun. Come home, the christall claim, because

it’s easy. The Crown, his ear so woful, and large her and eke her care foe, and eke my love doth not the Heaven fall

more to say, i’ll not oft be under my bodies best of that soon awake and Each others powre to go.