#Flame & Citron

[desperatelyseekingcannibals]

A Mads poll with a difference!

A poll of Mads Mikkelsen movies where the selection is based on range of factors, including but not limited to: genre, writer/director, country of release, date of release and 🎉vibes 🎉

Some of the movies may fit in more than one category, so vibes have mostly informed those decisions.

Round One:

Choose your fave!

Time for flouncy shirts and tight britches, bitches!

Age of Uprising: The Legend of Michael Kohlhaas is a 2013 French-German historical drama loosely based on the 16th century Hans Kohlhase. Mads plays Michael Kohlhaas a horse dealer who gets into a feud with a local baron, leading to an ill-fated revolt.

A Royal Affair is a 2012 Danish historical drama and romance set in the 18th century court of King Christian VII of Denmark. Mads plays Dr Johann Struensee, the mentally ill King's ill-fated physician who has an affair with the King's wife.

Bastarden (The Promised Land) is a 2023 Danish-German-Swedish historical drama set in 1755. Mads plays Kahlen, an impoverished Danish officer who obtains permission to build property on barren land but runs into trouble with a local magistrate.

Flammen & Citronen (Flame & Citron) is a 2008 Danish historical drama set after the Nazi invasion of Denmark. Mads plays Jørgen Haagen Schmith, a member of the Danish resistance.

Coco Chanel & Igor Stravinsky is a 2009 French historical romantic drama. Based on a 2002 fictional novel, the plot follows the rumoured ill-fated love affair between French fashion designer Coco Chanel and Russian composer and conductor Igor Stravinsky - played by Mads.

Lots of ill fates to choose from!

[flamefireflower]

The GW2 gang

Torchwood was super hard to get right, but I feel like it came out pretty neat

[vildmus]

Summary: During the heat of the 1944 Danish summer, Bent and Jørgen spend some time together trying to stay cool.

Rating: Teen and up

Word count: 2,176

A/N: I hope at least one person will enjoy this, so I'm actually going to advertise a fic for once. Thure Lindhardt never looked better than he did in this movie, if you ask me, and just writing it felt like a fuck you to every right-wing person in Denmark, which is an instant win in my book.

[zillabean]

For the indomitable Jorassicworld, it's PART II of the Mads kitty cafe! And poor cafe proprieter Will is just as tired and worse for wear. He makes a ton of money from clientele though. Who wouldn't want a few hours with the kitties? ;3c

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Kitty personalities, in case you would like to book a play session:

Draco - aloof and polite, likes ear scratches

Le Chiffre - playful but prone to swatting and smacking

Citron - sweet but skittish, can be coerced with soft words

Voller - shy, but loves cat toys, will chase

Galen - hides a lot, sweet, big purr machine

Tristan - friendly but destructive, likes toys

For the delightful jorassicworld (Twitter), one of the biggest and most ambitious and MOST FUN AND HILARIOUS commissions I've ever done, the MADS KITTY CAFE!  Where you can go to enjoy a beverage and spend some time with an assortment of Mads kitties for some big, warm, fuzzy and purring company.  They are friendly (usually), but are known to be mischevious and some of them do bite.

Please see proprieter William Graham for a reservation and to sign a pain waiver.

FYI for potential visitors:

- Hannibal & Nigel fight. Constantly. Like, always.

- Duncan is extremely cuddly & will put his entire weight on you.

- Grindelwald has POWERS, OKAY. HE WILL USE THEM.

- Kaecilius ALSO HAS POWERS.

- Martin loves catnip. A lot. Entice at your own risk.

Kitty types 😼:

Hannibal: black tiger

Nigel: golden tiger

Duncan: snow leopard

Grindelwald: gray tiger

Kaecilius: caracal

Martin: lion

We have other Mads breeds available as well (not pictured). Please inquire with Will Graham when he's back from the hospital.

[jujumin-translates]

[A3!] Event | Devil Maid’s Holiday | Episode 9

Izumi: Hmm… A little more to the right…

Izumi: …Alright, just like that.

Sakuya: Yeah, I think that seems pretty good! Thank you for everything, Director.

Izumi: You don’t have to thank me. This is nothing.

Izumi: (I was a little worried when the client asked if we could do this over the internet, but…)

Izumi: (Thank goodness we had Itaru-san, Chikage-san, and Kazunari-kun to teach us everything we needed to know…!)

Taichi: Director-sensei, we’ve all finished changing and getting our makeup done!

Izumi: Aww…! Everything suits you perfectly, guys!

Izumi: (Wow, they all look even cuter than I thought they would…!)

Citron: We are sooo very cute! This will surely make the client fall in love with us!

Yuki: Watch your legs! You’ve got a lot of them showing, so be careful with the way you walk.

Azami: …Thank God mine’s long.

Homare: Just because your legs aren’t showing doesn’t mean you should be careless. Clothes like these require you to have more etiquette.

Muku: W-What am I going to do? I’m getting so nervous. Will everything really be okay…? What if I get so focused on how I’m walking that I skip one of my lines, or…!

Taichi: You don’t gotta worry, Mucchan! If that happens, we’ll have your back!

Sakuya: …

Yuki: What? Are you nervous too?

Sakuya: N-No. I’m just… happy.

Sakuya: When I heard we were gonna be wearing maid uniforms and saw your really cute rough drafts, I was a little bit worried if things were gonna be okay or not.

Sakuya: I’ve played female roles before, and obviously I wasn’t worried about your costumes, but…

Sakuya: Originally, the client said they wanted women to do this.

Sakuya: What if they wanted us to wear the costumes against our will, or what would we do if they don’t approve…

Sakuya: But I’m not worried about that anymore. When I stood in front of the mirror after having my costume and makeup on, I really felt like we could do this.

Sakuya: I can’t make costumes, or write scripts, or even really direct, but… Because of that, I want to put the thoughts and feelings of the people who can do those things into performances too.

Yuki: …Then we’ll definitely snag this deal.

Sakuya: Yeah, let’s do our best!

Muku: Sakuya-kun! Director-san has one last thing she wants to check…

Sakuya: Ah, I’ll go to her right now!

Yuki: …

Azami: …That’s Sakuya-san for you.

Azami: He’s told me that same thing before too.

Yuki: That’s because he really can’t help but meddle.

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Sakuya: …Sorry for the wait, guys! We can get going now.

Homare: Well then, let us begin then, shall we?

Yuki: Alright, let’s show them just how cute we can be.

Troupe Members: Yeah! 

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Cast

Sakuya - Tio

Citron - Eliza

Yuki - Lilu

Muku - Lala

Taichi - Cherie

Azami - Ame

Homare - Celine

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Izumi: (Deep in the forest in the dusk, the castle of the devil king stands quietly towering over the surroundings beyond the thick fog. There, many devil maids serve the devil king.)

Cherie: “After like, FOREVER, it’s finally almost time for Halloween. Ah~ I’m SO excited!”

Lala: “We get a full day off once a year on Halloween night. Hehe, I can’t wait either!”

Cherie: “Hey, so like, what are you planning on doing for Halloween, Lala?”

Lala: “Obviously, I reeaally want to go see an idol concert. I haven’t gotten my ticket yet, though, so I’ve got to make sure to do that.”

Lilu: “It seems like basically all of the idols you follow end up retiring due to controversy for some reason, though, Lala.”

Lala: “Ugh, Lilu! That would never happen to the girls I’m following now!”

Cherie: “Things always go up in flames like that because you’re a devil supporting… Never mind, it’s nothing.”

Cherie: “What about the rest of you? What are you guys thinking of doing?”

Tio: “I don’t really have any plans, so I guess I’ll just clean around the castle or something…”

Lilu: “I’d really like to go shopping. But it’s just so crowded no matter where you go.”

Ame: “I don’t really have anything in mind either. Hm, maybe I’ll just sleep for the whole day.”

Ame: “Ah, or maybe I’ll go down to the human world and mess with some humans.”

Cherie: “Aha, I mean, doing stuff like that IS only possible every once in a while, isn’t it?”

Celine: “What are you all talking about?”

Ame: “Ueh, Head Maid! Were you listening?”

Celine: “Regardless of how much time you’re getting off, that doesn’t mean you get to cut loose.”

Tio: “Exactly!”

Celine: “Tio, you are your own problem.”

Celine: “Recently, the devil world has been reforming the way we work, therefore, you’re not allowed to work overtime or on holidays, yet when it comes to you, you really only know how to work nonstop…”

Tio: “B-But that’s because this is my hobby.”

Celine: “Haah, that wasn’t meant to be a compliment. You have to be sure to get proper rest too.”

Celine: “Very well. If I catch you working on your next day off, I’ll have no choice but to put a spell on you to force you to sleep.”

Cherie: “Wait, Head Maid, you can’t be serious!”

Ame: “Heheh, maybe if the spell is too strong, you’ll end up being put to sleep forever.”

Tio: “Hmm… Well, whatever…”

Lala: “What are you saying, Tio!?”

Celine: “Haah, you’ll really just do whatever you’re ordered to, won’t you… Unbelievable. Anyway, rest when you have time off. Understood?”

Tio: “Fiiine, understood.”

Izumi: (Later, while cleaning up, Tio enters a room in the castle and finds Lilu sewing a maid uniform.)

Tio: “Huh, Lilu? And Lady Eliza! What’s with that dress…?”

Eliza: “Oh, well if it isn’t Tio. Fufu, what do you think? It suits me, doesn’t it?”

Lilu: “Lady Eliza wanted an outfit that’s similar to one mimicking a maid’s, so I made it especially for her.”

Tio: “Wait, but Lady Eliza is the daughter of the devil king…”

Eliza: “It’s fine. I’ve always wanted to try one on.”

Eliza: “I’ve always been envious of the way that everyone seemed so happy and lively while working, and these uniforms are just so cute!”

Eliza: “And Lala once told me secretly that human idols also wear these kinds of clothes.”

Lilu: “...Idols, huh?”

Lilu: “Actually, I wanted to be an idol.”

Tio: “Wait, an idol?”

Lilu: “After listening to Lala talk, I wanted to actually be an idol, not just someone supporting them.”

Eliza: “How wonderful!! Perfect, let’s do that then!”

Lilu: “What!?” 

Eliza: “You have to do the things you want to do! Tio, you and the other maids are invited too! Let’s all become idols together!”

Eliza: “Right, how about we do it this Halloween? You all have off then, right?”

Tio: “I-I’m okay! I don’t think I’d be a good fit for it anyway…”

Eliza: “What are you talking about? Being an idol is a type of job, you know. And because it’s a job, it should be perfect for someone who loves working like you, right, Tio?”

Tio: “...! A type of job…”

Tio: “Oh, okay then! If that’s true, then yeah, it is perfect for me!”

Lilu: “Everyone becoming idols… Yeah, I want to do that!”

Eliza: “Fufu, then it’s decided!”

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[cursedreverie1945]

I'm a huge Mads Mikkelsen fan. Have been for longer than I care to admit.

I don't remember when it came out, but he did a WWII movie called Flame & Citron. Freaking excellent. Basically, two men are out to assassinate Nazi collaborators for the Danish resistance.

Supposedly, Mikkelsen took amphetamines to get the look of his character right. Crazy man. He also played the best version of Hannibal Lecter ever. (Sorry, Sir Anthony Hopkins).

Anyway, I highly recommend the movie. It was great.

[kuunibal]

dear aidoneus,

you must look so cool and sophisticated!! i hope you make lots of money to get that suit! what’re you wearing right now? 🫵

oh! you also said you’d like to talk about shows! hanni’s my favorite, he’s so intelligent and loves so hard. and that man’s hands?? he’s kinda like you tbh, your darling is right! do you like opera too? and do you like will the most? i’ve only watched a few mads movies for the heu if you know what that is! how about you?

yours,

bbg anon 💕

p.s yes i did wanna be babygirl hehe

Dear Babygirl,

Thank you, my outfit is nothing special or sophisticated today: a sweatshirt, jeans, leather jacket, and boots, all in black.

Hannibal is certainly more cultured (and wealthy, and pretentious) than I could ever achieve. I am not very well-versed on opera, but I do have an interest and appreciation. The music is, of course, enthralling to witness live. Sadly, there are not as many easily accessible/affordable venues or performances in the US as opera is not as popular here. I know some of the major composers perhaps a tad more than a majority of my peers, but I am much more knowledgeable about musical theatre. Here is a clip from the 1990 Phantom of the Opera film featuring the final trio song from Gounod's Faust.

I do like Will Graham the most in terms of aesthetic appeal, but I like both his and Hannibal's characters the most. They can be painfully relatable in the worst ways possible. That being said, I also need to throttle Hannibal sometimes (I liked Beverly).

I am familiar with the HEU, so I'm guessing you watched Polar (2019) and Charlie Countryman (2013)? I also liked some of his historical-based pieces (A Royal Affair, Age of Uprising: The Legend of Michael Kohlhaas, Flame & Citron, Coco Chanel & Igor Stravinsky) and dramas (The Door, Prag, The Hunt). I bolded a few of my personal favourites, but note that I am biased towards the ones where he speaks French. I must say, a lot of Mads Mikkelsen's films are depressing...

Sincerely,

Aidoneus

[askwhatsforlunch]

Citrus and Praliné Kings' Crown

This year's Kings' Crown is a celebration of its Southern France origins, as it is filled and glazed with lemon and bergamot marmalades I brought back from Menton this Summer. And it could only be paired with best of pralinés, the Luxury version I made at Christmas. This Citrus and Praliné Kings' Crown is fit for Queens and Kings indeed! Happy Epiphany!

Ingredients (makes 1 brioche):

4 cups strong white flour

1/3 cup caster sugar

4 ½ teaspoons active dry yeast

2 teaspoons salt

1 lemon

4 large eggs

½ cup milk

1 cup unsalted butter, cut into small chunks

1 heaped tablespoon Confiture de Citron de Menton (Lemon Marmalade)

1 heaped tablespoon Confiture de Bergamote de Menton (Bergamot Marmalade)

2 tablespoons Luxury Praliné 

a fève*

1 egg, lightly beaten

½ tablespoon milk

1 teaspoon Confiture de Citron de Menton (Lemon Marmalade)

1 teaspoon Confiture de Bergamote de Menton (Bergamot Marmalade)

1 tablespoon water

1 tablespoon pearl sugar

The day before, combine strong white flour, caster sugar, yeast and salt (they shouldn’t touch at this stage) in the bowl of an electric stand mixer fitted with the hook attachment. Grate in the zest of the whole lemon. Turn on low speed until well-combined.

Turn on medium speed and add the eggs and milk, and mix 4 minutes until smooth and elastic. The dough will be quite sticky at this stage. Gradually add butter, a few chunks at a time until fully incorporated. When all the butter is incorporated, increase speed to high and mix, 4 to 6 minutes, until dough is soft, shiny and slaps the sides of the bowl.

Turn dough out onto a lightly floured surface and knead lightly to form a ball. Pop the dough ball in a lightly oiled large bowl and cover with cling film. Let rise at room temperature for an hour.

Again, turn dough out onto a lightly floured surface and knead lightly. Shape into a ball, and return dough to the lightly oiled bowl. Cover with cling film, and prove once more a couple of hours or until the dough has tripled in size. Place the bowl in the refrigerator overnight. The dough will continue proving, which will give the brioche a light and airy texture.

In the morning, remove the bowl from the refrigerator, and allow the dough to come back to room temperature, for 1 hour.

Line a baking tray with baking paper. Set aside. 

Remove cling film and turn dough out on a lightly floured surface. Divide the dough into two equal portions. Roll two of the portions into large rectangles onto a lightly floured surface.

Spread Lemon and Bergamot marmaldes onto the first dough rectangle, leaving at least an inch on the outward edge, and roll it tightly like you would a Swiss roll, seal the seam, and gently roll into a long “sausage”. Set aside. Repeat with the second dough rectangle, and generously spreading Luxury Praliné onto it, before rolling it, too. Hide the fève* in one of the “sausages”!

Place both of them vertically on the work surface, pinching the end of both of them firmly together. Twist, and shape into a crown. Place on prepared baking tray. Leave to prove for 30 minutes to one hour in a warm, draught-free room.

Whisk the egg and milk together.

Preheat oven to 190°C/375°F. Once the brioche has risen, brush thoroughly with egg wash. Bake at 190°C/375°F  for 35 minutes, until a nice golden brown colour.

Meanwhile, combine Lemon and Bergamot marmalades with water in a small saucepan. Warm over a low flame until dissolved, well-blended and syrup-y. Set aside.

Remove Citrus and Praliné Kings’ Crown from the oven. Immediately and generously brush all over with lemon and bergamot syrup. Sprinkle liberally with pearl sugar. Transfer to serving plate and let cool for a bit before serving and finding out who’ll be crowned Queen or King! It pairs nicely with chilled Cider.

*A fève is a tiny porcelain figurine traditionally hidden in Epiphany Galette des Rois or Kings’ Brioche in France. Whoever finds it in their slice is Queen or King for the day. Before it was a figurine, a dried fava bean (”fève”, in French) used to be hidden, hence the name.

[winter-spark]

So my Sora and Sakuya piece actually did what I consider really well, which got me all giddy and I had to share more KH a3! thoughts so here is a "little" post on how I think an A3! world would work in Kingdom Hearts.

If A3! appeared in Kingdom Hearts, the World would be called Actor's Paradise, I don't make the rules.

(It's not called Veludo Way because that's one of the locations they'd get to visit, and also Zafra wouldn't fit under that title)

Thinking about this with the thought that in another game they'd appear again the storylines used (sorry Summer and Autumn troupes) would either be Spring Year 1 first visit, Winter Year 1 second visit, or Winter Year 1 first visit, Winter Year 2 second visit.

Why these points in time?

Spring Year 1 is the introduction, I feel like Sora helping them handing out flyers and stuff and preparing for the first life-altering show would be nice, it could sorta have KH2 Twilight Town (minigames) vibes. It would give Sora a good chance to bond with a small amount of people and give Mankai a special place in Sora's heart. Plus then Sora would be invested in the act-off vs. God Troupe because he helped Mankai with their first high-stakes play.

I feel like the act-off vs. God Troupe is a good event to use because there's a lot of negativity in this arc like first off *vividly gestures to WInter Troupe* second off *vividly gestures to Reni and Haruto*. I think Heartless would love to be here. And I think after the act off Haruto almost gets eaten by a Boss Heartless, but don't worry he is saved.

As for Winter Year 2, my original first thought on if KH had an a3! world was it'd be called Actor's Paradise and Zafra would be visitable mainly for a specific event/scene like the Clock Tower in Neverland in KH(1). I figured that the best time for that would be Year 2 Winter because otherwise, it'd have to be an event story storyline. And I just really wanted to include Zafra.

But now I'm full-on imagining it, imagine it with me, the only two locations (that Sora could access in the trip to Zafra) would be the Zafra theater and like the off-limits hallway. And/or the front area, the front area makes a lot of sense. So I guess three areas unless the hallway is just used for cutscene purposes, which could be the case if we're going for clock tower vibes. The front area would have the save point.

The reason Sora doesn't go with Chikage and Itaru is because Heartless are already starting to attack and so he, (Donald, and Goofy) are asked to help protect the younger Spring Troupe members especially because they'll have a looming worry over all their heads making them prime bait, also Chikage has already proven to somehow hold his own against the Heartless. (And then ya know Itaru wasn't included in the Chikage count originally). I also think that Chikage wouldn't want Sora, Donald, and Goofy to accompany him because they don't exactly scream stealth mission, plus, I think if I recall KH lore correctly, having the Keyblade sorta makes you a target and I think that would be a problem for Chikage's mission.

Then, then, when the Chandiler falls and while/after the people are evacuated, Orange's subordinate who actively ignored orders to not kill Citron, turns into a Chandiler/Flame Heartless, aka the Boss Heartless here and Sora fights 'em adding to the destruction of the theater lol.

{Alt, alt. of the visit schedule Spring Year 1 first visit, Winter Year 2 second visit but then there would be no proper introduction to Winter Troupe lol. None of those leave a proper introduction to Chikage? That's fine, that's one person who will have some strange skills Sora Donald and Goofy, are both impressed by and a little scared of(Donald is either like "he's not that impressive" or "gee Sora why aren't you that impressive ( ͡º ͜ʖ ͡º )" there's no in-between I don't make the rules.) Like maybe him handling the Heartless is how he meets our trio? Maybe a temporary team-up and they're all heading to Mankai and it's like "surprise! we know the same people". & Chikage is just like "（＾∀＾）I haven't met a single normal person since joining Mankai so yea this checks" How does his discomfort(?) with animals play in? I dunno, who's Chikage?}

As I conclude this I want to also say that these events are picked out with Sora in mind. If this was Sea Salt, Summer or Autumn troupe probably would be a good group for them to meet(I'm really feeling Banri & Roxas meeting tbh but also I think they could very easily join the "we love Tenma and making fun of him is how we show it" train). For Keyblade Knights it's sorta debatable, I would love for Aqua to meet Citron and Winter Troupe, but a part of me feels like Terra should meet Autumn Troupe, and then I start to go that route because not only does Terra meeting like each of them but especially Juza and Omi just make sense, but Taichi should probably meet Ven(why? I dunno) but I think really Ven would like to hang out with Summer Troupe, like come on he'd have so much fun with them. Maybe if it were in BBS Aqua would get the Spring or Winter plotline, Ven the Summer one, and Terra the Autumn one lol. Oh, I think Riku and Autumn troupe too tbh. Or maybe Riku and Winter Troupe. I think Riku meeting Banri and Juza is, like, almost something, but I also think that his vibes are kinda Winter Troupe, ya know?

Anyway, Sora and Sakuya would get along so well, they'd be besties really and truly and Citron would adore Sora because Sora, like Sakuya, is a big sweetheart. Tsuzuru agrees with Donald on something at some point and is just like 'Wow, I just agreed with a talking magical duck. What's next?' but also wonders if he could write something lowkey inspired by this. Itaru is like a combination of 'lol' 'this is kinda weird' and 'so is Sora like the chosen one? Having a Keyblade seems cool but also that looks like a lot of physical hard work, good luck with that *draws a picture of if he had Keyblade* *actively making sure Tsuzuru's taking notes for when he hires him*'. And Masumi just wants them to stop being so loud because they are lowkey always yelling.

I'm not gonna do any other meetings because this is highkey lowkey about Sora Donald and Goofy meeting Spring Troupe. But in the back of our minds, we should all think about Aqua and Citron meeting and Aqua teaching him how to make wayfinders anyway.

Thank you for reading all the way through this long post and it's bad jokes. ^^

[magpiejay1234]

One more for today, this time the Yuuz.

Yuzu’s Kanji name is spelled 柊 柚子, Hiiragi Yuzu. The Kanji 柊, hiiragi refers to hiiragi plant. Plant’s name etymogolically comes from the old Japanese verb, hiiragu, which means pain, or suffering + ki, tree, since this plant is prickly. So its alternate spelling is 疼木, hiiragi/hiiraki, suffering tree. This is similar to sakaki, divine tree.

The plant’s historical context:

It is mentioned twice in the Kojiki, the oldest surviving historical record of Japan.[8] The first mention, under the name hihiragi, is in connection with the name of a kami, Hihiragi-no-sono-hana-madzumi-no-kami[12] (translated by Chamberlain as "Deity Waiting-to-see-the-Flowers-of-the-Holly"[13]), with the word madzumi (rarely seen) being used to describe the plant's characteristic of its flowers rarely blossoming, as interpreted by the scholar Tominobu.[8][14] Its second mention occurs during a passage referring to how a holly wood spear, made of material from the tree and spanning "eight fathoms long",[15] was presented to the Prince Yamato-take by the Emperor prior to him being sent to subdue the East.[8] Its prickly and non-prickly variations are sometimes described as "male" and "female" respectively, though this does not have a relation to the plant's gender.[8][16]

The plant, unlike Sakaki, has no direct religious significance, though. Hiiragi is an uncommon, but real surname in Japan, much like Sakaki. Much like sakaki, it is an evergreen plant with white flowers.

The Kanji 柚, yu, just means citron, or yuzu. It can also be read as yuzu on its own. The reason it is seperate from 柚子 is because to make it superficially look like the “Yu” (Play) Kanji going on with Yu-Gi-Oh! protagonists.

The Kanji, 子, spelled zu here, but is generally used as ko, means child, though in this context it is diminutive suffix, so Little Citrus, or Little Citrus. It has other meanings that we discussed before, though.

The zu Kanji’s uncommon spelling here is borrowed from Anzu’s name, since Yuzu’s name is a scrambled version of Anzu Mazaki/Masaki’s name, 真崎 杏子 (Truth Peninsula Little Apricot).

The alternate spelling would be Yuzuko, or Yuko, which would allude to Yuya’s mom, Yoko. Thanks, Shin Yoshida.

Yuzu’s name also contains the 渦, uzu, vortex/swirl, sound (as in Naruto Uzumaki), which generally means maelstorm, or eddy, though in the context of Yu-Gi-Oh!, it refers to Fusion (see Odd-Eyes Vortex Dragon), as Fusion is generally characterized as a vortex/black hole monsters get sucked into. It can also indirectly refer to lightning bolt, since Katakana spelling of Vortex ボルテックス, contains ボルテック, Voltic, which is why GX, and ARC-V Fusion animations have lots of lightning.

A bit deeper dig into this:

**The vortex pun is likely partially why some of the classic Fusion Monsters are WIND Attribute (Chimera, Flame Wingman etc.) Though each of them have their own symbolisms.

**Uzu pun might be partially why both Ruri, and Rin use WIND Decks, since unlike the Yu-boys, who were designed by Naohito Miyoshi invidiually for both manga, and animé, the rest of the bracelet girls, and Ray are merely designed off Miyoshi’s design of Yuzu by the ARC-V animators (which means in a meta sense, Ray, and Zarc are clones of Yuzu, and Yuya). It is also likely why they all use Fusion in the animé.

**This might be part of why DoSolfachord Coolia is a WIND Attribute, since Duel Links seems to trying to retcon Solfachords for Yuzu due to absence of Pendulum Melodious.

**Vortex can also refer to Synchro (Vortex the Whirlwind), but much more rarely.

**Uzu can also be spelled as “ka”, referring to both the song Kanji, and flower Kanji, both used in relation to Yuzu.

Yuzu’s name has no direct melodic connection, except maybe allusion to suzu (little bell), which can also be spelled as rin, or tsuzumu, drum, which can also be spelled as ko. The common spelling of zu Kanji ko can also allude to ko as in light, or koe, voice.

As a final addendum, the reason why Yuzu has pink hair despite her name being literally yuzu is because pink hair is often used in animé in replacement of blonde hair, due to assumption of strawberry blonde hair being a type of blonde hair (it is actually a type of red hair). This is also why Ruri isn’t blonde despite her bracelet’s color, since Yuzu already covers the “blonde” slot.

[ivyprism]

The Skeleton Sisters' Diner Characters

Character info part one here

Character info part two here

Character info part three here

Character Info part four here

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The Skeleton Sisters’ Diner AU

Older Characters - Undertale - Shelly, Delilah, and Katja Underfell - Cherry, Blaze, and Sorrel Underswap - Stars and OrangeFellswap Red - Rinny and Razzy (Razz) Fellswap Amaranth - Juno and Tomoyo Swapfell - Zoeline and Meiko Horrortale - Lulu and Mist Horrorfell - Sienna and Flare Horrorswap - Vapor and Citron Alluretale - Lily and Aphrodite Dancetale - Del and Shell Dancefell - Crimson and Ember Danceswap - Galaxy and Amber

The Father OC - Verdana (across the Universes… But can’t think of names for all of them) and Vincent (Fellswap Amaranth Verdana)

Younger Characters - Undertale - Sally, Rosaline, and Kassidy Underfell - Rosa and Kass Underswap - Dottie Fellswap Amaranth - Kylee and Rae Horrortale - Sal, Kasie, and Mace Dancetale - Rosetta, Sarah, and Klara

The Outcode Skeleton Sisters’ Diner AU - The Royal Sisters - Astra, Galactica, and Lunar Dusttale - Sabre and Hope Dustswap: Scythe and Faith Unspecified AUs - Pike, Poison, Cecilia, Elixir, and Kassandra

The Younger Girls - The Royal Sisters - Tide Unspecified AUs - Eleanor, Talia, and Olivia (Not really a half-skeleton, but still.)

Angel’s Fall Girls - The Older Angels - Undertale - Feather and Wings Underfell - Cerise and Hearth Underswap - Citrus and Sun Fellswap Red - Radiant and Ruriko Horrortale - Executioner and Euthanasia. Dancetale - Harp and Lyre Alluretale - Ambrosia and Linnea

The Younger Angels - Undertale -Fallen, Seraph, and Guardian Horrortale - Enforcer, Sprite, and Empathy Underfell - Vermillion and Ruby Dancetale - Viola, Cello, and Violin

The Mafia Skeleton Sisters Older Characters - Mafiatale - Basilisk, Shiva, and Queenie Mafiafell - Carnelian, Inferno, and Temperance Mafiaswap - Nebula, Peach, and Dolly MafiaAllure- Jasmine and Venus

Younger Characters - Mafiatale - Buttercup, Shade, and Cobra Mafiafell - Rouge and Scarlet

A Royal Miscalculation Older Characters - Undertale - Crown and Illustrious Underfell - Carmine and Flame Underswap - Azure and Tangerine Fellswap Red - Empress and Erika Horrortale - Seraphina and Evangeline Alluretale - Teal and Nova Dancetale - Lobelia and Pandora

Younger Characters - Undertale - Bell, Pendant, and Ring Underfell - Claret and Rosy Horrortale - Isolde, Estelle, and Cosima Dancetale - Indigo, Lilac, and Lavender

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Fragments of the civil war

Now haughty Rome reigned mistress of the Globe, Where'er the Ether shines with heavenly fires, Or Earth extends, or circling Ocean rolls. Yet still insatiate, her winged navies plowed The burdened main, to each unplundered shore; For to the rich she bore immortal hate, And her own avarice still prepared her Fall. E'en former pleasures were beheld with scorn, As joys grown threadbare by too vulgar use. The soldier now admired th’ Assyrian dye, And now th’ Hesperian charmed his fickle pride. Numidia here the lofty roof sustained; There shone the honors of Serean looms; Arabia of her balmy sweets was spoiled; Yet still unquenched, the lust of ravage burned. In Maurian wilds, and Ammon’s distant reign, Monsters were captived for our cruel sports. The stranger tiger in his golden cage Now crossed the main to press our friendly shore; Whilst joyful Rome her monster entertained With purple streams of her own kindred blood.

I blush to speak, I tremble to recite Our Persian manners, and our curse of Fate! From Youth they snatched the Man with cruel art, Whilst Venus frowned o'er the retreating tide; As if they thought to favor the deceit, E'en Age itself would like that tide retire! Nature was lost, and sought herself in vain. Hence naught but lewd effeminacies please, Soft curling hair, and wantonness of dress, And all that can disgrace man’s godlike form. From Afric slaves and purple carpets come, With citron tables, rich in golden stains, Around whose costly, but dishonored pride, Buried in wine, the giddy drunkards lie. Nothing escapes our raging lust of taste; The soldier draws his sword in rapine’s cause; And from Sicilia’s distant main the scar Is brought alive to our luxurious board; The Lucrine shore is of its oysters spoiled, And hunger purchased with th’ expensive sauce; Phasis is widowed of its feathered race, And nothing heard o'er all the desert strand But trees remurmuring to the passing gales.

Nor less in Mars’s Field Corruption swayed, Where every vote was prostitute to gain; The People and the Senate both were sold. E'en Age itself was deaf to Virtue’s voice, And all its court to sordid interest paid, Beneath whose feet lay trampled Majesty. E'en Cato’s self was by the crowd exiled, Whilst he who won suffused with blushes stood, Ashamed to snatch the power from worthier hands. Oh! shame to Rome and to the Roman name! ‘Twas not one man alone whom they exiled, But banished Virtue, Fame and Freedom too. Thus wretched Rome her own destruction bought, Herself the merchant, and herself the ware. Besides, in debt was the whole Empire bound, A prey to Usury’s insatiate jaws; Not one could call his house, or self, his own; But debts on debts like silent fevers wrought, Till through the members they the vitals seized.

Fierce tumults now they to their succor call, And War must heal the wounds of Luxury; For Want may safely dare without a fear. And sunk in hopeless misery, what could wake Licentious Rome from her voluptuous trance, But fire, and sword, and all the din of arms? Three mighty chiefs kind Fortune had supplied, Whom cruel Fate in various manner slew. The Parthian fields were drunk with Crassus’ gore; Great Pompey perished on the Libyan main; And thankless Rome saw greater Julius bleed. Thus as one soil too narrow were to hold Their rival dust, their ashes shared the World. But their immortal glory never dies. '

Twixt Naples and Dicharchian fields extends A horrid Gulf, immensely deep and wide, Through which Cocytus rolls his lazy streams, And poisons all the air with sulphurous fogs. No Autumn here e'er clothes himself with green, Nor joyful Spring the languid herbage cheers; Nor feathered warblers chant their mirthful strains In vernal comfort to the rustling boughs; But Chaos reigns, and ragged rocks around With naught but baleful cypress are adorned.

Amidst these horrors Pluto raised his head, With mingled flames and ashes sprinkled o'er, Stopped Fortune in her flight, and thus addressed:

Oh! thou controller of both Earth and Heaven, Who had'st the power which too securely stands, And only heap'st thy favors to resume; Dost thou not sink beneath Rome’s ponderous weight,

Unable to sustain her tottering pride? E'en Rome herself beneath her burden groans, And ill sustains Monopoly of Power. For see elate in Luxury of Spoils,

Her golden domes invade the frighted skies! Sea’s turned to land, and land is turned to sea, And injured Nature mourns her slighted Laws. E'en me they threaten, and besiege my Throne; The Earth is ransacked for her treasured stores, And in the solid hills such caverns made, That murmuring ghosts begin to hope for day. Change, Fortune, ergo change this prideful scene! Fire every Roman’s breast with civil rage, And give new subjects to my desert reign! For ne'er have I been joyed with human gore, Nor my Tisiphone e'er quenched her thirst, Since Sulla’s sword let loose the purple tide, And reaped the harvest of insatiate death.

He spoke … and lo! the opening Earth disclosed, And to the Goddess’ hand his hand he joined. Then Fortune, smiling, this reply addressed:

Oh! Father who Cocytus’ empire sways! If dangerous truths may safely be revealed, Enjoy your wish! not less my anger boils, And in my breast as fierce resentment burns. I hate the height to which I’ve lifted Rome, And my own lavished favors now repent. But that same God who built her haughty power, Shall soon rehumble to the dust her pride. Then I’ll with transport light the general flame, And with the plenteous slaughter feast revenge. Methinks I see Thessalia’s fatal plain Already heaped with dead, and funeral piles Innumerous blazing on Iberia’s shore! I see the Libyan sands distained with blood, And sevenfold Nile groans with prophetic fears! On every side the clang of arms resounds, An Actium’s flight seems present to my eyes! Then open all the portals of thy Reign, And give thy crowding subjects free access! Old Charon in his boats can ne'er convey The shoals of ghosts that for their passage wait, But needs a fleet!– Tisiphone may then Quench her dire thirst, and cloy herself with Fate. The mangled World is hurrying to thy Reign.

Scarce ended she her words, when from a cloud Blue lightnings flashed, and sudden thunders roared. Affrighted Pluto feared his brother’s darts, And trembling hid his head in shades of night.

The Gods by dreadful omens straight disclosed The deathful horrors of approaching Fate. The Sun in bloody clouds obscured his rays, As if he mourned the dreadful scene begun; Whilst trembling Cynthia fled the impious sight, Quenching her orb, and from the World withdrew. Mountains by sudden storms were overturned; And erring rivers left their channels dry. E'en Heaven itself confesses the alarm, And fierce battalions skirmish in the clouds; Etna redoubles all her sulphurous rage, And darts strange lightnings at th’ affrighted sky; Unburied ghosts too wander round the tombs, And with impatient threatenings ask repose; A fiery comet shakes her blazing hair; And wondering Jove descends in showers of blood. Nor was it long that Heaven th’ event concealed; For mighty Caesar panting for revenge, Gave peace to Gaul, and flew to Civil Arms.

Upon the towering Alps’ remotest height, Where the cragg’d rocks look down upon the clouds, A Grecian altar to Alcides smokes. There everlasting Winter bars access, And the ambitious summit props the skies; No Summer ever darts his genials beams, Nor vernal Zephyrs cheer the joyless air; But snows on snows accumulated rise, The icy pillars of the starry Orb. Here Caesar with his joyful legions climbed; Here camped; and from the lofty precipice, Surveying all Hesperia’s fertile plains. With hands uplifted, thus addressed his prayer:

Almighty Jove! And thou, Saturnian Earth, So oft by me with filial triumphs graced! Witness these arms I with reluctance bear, Compelled by matchless wrongs to War’s redress. Exiled and interdicted, whilst the Rhine I swelled beyond its banks with native gore, And to his Alps confined the haughty Gaul, Once more to storm your Capitol prepared. But what reward has all these toils repaid? Conquest alas! is by herself undone! Germania vanquished a new crime is deemed, And sixty Triumphs are with exile crowned. But what are they my glory thus compels To count the aid of mercenary arms? Oh! shame to Rome! My Rome disowns their birth Nor shall they long her injured honors stain, Beneath this arm their envious Chief shall fall! Come fellow-victors, rouse your martial rage, And with your conquering swords assert my cause! One is our danger, and our crime the same. It was not I alone reaped glory’s field, But thanks to you! by you these laurels won; Then since disgrace and punishment’s decreed, Mutual our trophies and victorious toils, The die be thrown! and Fortune judge the cast! Let each brave warrior grasp his shining blade! For me my rights already crowned appear, Nor 'midst so many heroes doubt success.

He spoke… . When swift-descending from the Sky, The Bird of Jove urged his auspicious flight. Strange voices in the left-hand woods were heard; And issuing flames flashed through the sylvan gloom. Phoebus himself assumed his brightest beams, And with unusual splendor cheered the day.

Fired with the omen, dauntless Caesar bids His engines move; himself the first t’ essay The dangerous path; for yet in frost confined And peaceful horrors lay the passive ground.

But when with ardent feet th’ innumerous train Of men and horse and icy fetters loosed, To fierce resistance swelled the melted snows, And sudden rivers o'er the mountains rolled. But soon again as if by Fate’s command, The rising waves in icy billows stood; Whilst in confusion o'er the treacherous path Horses and men and mingled standards lay. To aid the horror, sudden winds compel The gathering clouds, and burst into a storm, Thick o'er their ringing arms and hail descends, And from the Ether pours an icy sea; One common ruin conquers Earth and Sky, And frighted rivers hurry o'er their banks; But dauntless Caesar aided by his spear Still presses forward with unshaken soul.

With such an ardor was Alcides fired, When down Caucasian steeps he rushed to fame. And thus descending from Olympus’ brow, Almighty Jove the Giants put to flight.

Meantime on trembling pinions through the Skies To Mount Palatium frighted Rumor flew. And to astonished Rome these tidings bore: A hostile Fleet is riding on the main, And o'er the Alps, with German conquests flushed, The vengeful Legions pour on guilty Rome. Straight Fire and Sword and all the dreadful train Of civil rage before their eyes appear! Distracting tumults every bosom swayed, And Reason 'midst the dubious fears was lost. This flies by land, and that confides the sea, As far less dangerous than his native shores! These run to arms; Fate aids the wild affright, And each obeys the guidance of his fears. No certain course the giddy vulgar know, But through the Gates in thronged confusion crowd, And rival terror;– Rome to Rumor yields, And weeping Romans leave their native seats. This is his hand his trembling children leads, And this his gods within his bosom hides, His long-loved threshold quits with mournful looks. And wings his curses at the absent foe. There on the husband’s breast the bride complains; And here his father’s age a pious youth Supports with filial care, nor feels his load, Nor fears but for his venerable charge. Whilst these, insensate! to the field convey Their treasured wealth, and glut the war with spoils.

As on the deep when stormy Auster blows, And mounts the billows with tumultuous rage, Th’ affrighted seamen ply their arts in vain; The pilots stand aghast; these lash their sails; Whilst these make land, and those avoid the shores, And rather Fortune than the rocks confide.

But what can paint the fears that seized all men, When both the Consuls with great Pompey fled? Pompey, Hydaspes’ and proud Pontus’ scourge, The rock of Pirates, whom with wonder Jove Had thrice beheld in the triumphal Car! That mighty Chief who gave the Euxine laws, And taught th’ admiring Bosphorus to obey, Oh shame! Deserted the Imperial Name, And meanly left both Rome and Fame behind! Whilst fickle Fortune gloried in his flight.

The Gods with horror see th’ intestine jars, And even celestial breasts consent to fear. For see the mild pacific train depart. Exiled the World by our impiety! First soft-winged Peace extends her snowy arm, And pulling o'er her brows her olive wreath, Seeks the Elysian shades with hasty flight. On her with downcast eyes meek Faith attends, And mourning Justice with disheveled hair, And weeping Concord with her garments rent.

But joyful Hell unbolts the brazen doors, And all her Furies quit the Stygian Court. Threatening Bellona with Erinys joins, And dire Megaera armed with fiery brands. Pale Death, insidious Fraud, and Massacre, With Rage, burst forth! Who from his fetters freed, Lifts high his gory head; a helmet hides His wounded visage, and his left hand grasps The shield of Mars horrid with countless darts. Whilst in his right a flaming torch appears, To light Destruction, and to fire the World.

The Gods descending also left the skies, Whilst wondering Atlas missed his usual load; And mortal jars even Heaven itself divide. In Caesar’s cause Dione first appeared; Her Pallas aided, and the God of War. Whilst in espousal of brave Pompey’s part Cynthia and Phoebus and Cyllene’s son And his own model, great Alcides, joined. The trumpets sound! When straight fell Discord raised

Her Stygian head, and shook her matted locks. With clotted blood her face was covered o'er, And gummy horrors from her eyes distilled; Two rows of cankered teeth deformed her mouth, And from her tongue a stream of poison flowed; Whilst hissing serpents played around her cheeks; Her livid skin with rags was scarce concealed, And in her trembling hand a torch she shook.

Ascending thus from the Tartarean gloom, She reached the top of lofty Apennine; Whence viewing all the subject land and sea, And armies floating on the crowded plains, This into words her joyful fury broke:

Now, rush ye Nations, rush to mutual arms, And let Dissension’s torch for ever burn! For flight no longer shall the Coward save, Nor age, nor sex, nor children’s pity move, But the Earth tremble, and her haughtiest towers Shake in convulsive ruins to the ground. Do thou, Marcellus, the Decree uphold; And Curio, thou excite the madding crowd! Nor thou, persuasive Lentulus, forbear To aid the Faction with thy potent tongue! But why, O Caesar, this delayed Revenge? Why burst'st thou not the Gates of guilty Rome, And mak'st her treasured pride thy welcome prey? And thou, O Pompey, know'st thou not thy power? If thou fear'st Rome, to Epidamnus haste, And feast Thessalia’s plain with human gore!

Thus Discord spoke… . The impious Earth obeyed.

THE SATYRICON by Gaius Titus Petronius Arbiter

* ca. 14; † 66 in Cumae

dedicated to the all war victims

Strange Meeting by Wilfred Owen

played by Brett

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Week 10: Social Media Governance

As digital citizens in an increasingly interconnected world, it's crucial to understand the complexities of social media governance and its role in managing conflicts. This topic is integral to any study of digital citizenship, as it explores how social media spaces are regulated, how conflicts arise, and what mechanisms are (or aren’t) in place to address them.

Why Examine Conflict in Social Media?

Social media has transformed how we communicate, but it has also introduced new challenges. Conflict arises in digital spaces just as it does offline; however, the virtual world amplifies and accelerates these dynamics. Understanding social media governance and regulation helps us recognize both the potential for constructive engagement and the need for safeguards. By examining how these platforms manage disputes and harmful behaviors, we can learn more about the responsibilities of digital citizenship and how society can work toward a safer online environment (Ess, 2020; Jain & Agrawal, 2022).

What Is Social Media Governance and Regulation?

Social media governance refers to the frameworks and policies that social media companies and governments implement to manage content and user behavior on their platforms. This includes guidelines around acceptable speech, privacy policies, and reporting mechanisms (Gorwa, 2019). Regulation, meanwhile, involves the rules and laws that governments impose on social media companies, dictating what content is allowed or restricted and defining accountability for issues like misinformation and online harassment.

The policies of social media companies vary widely, but most have community standards or terms of service designed to reduce harmful content and maintain user safety. Governments are increasingly involved, with some creating legislation that demands greater transparency and accountability from these platforms. Understanding social media governance is essential to realizing how digital spaces are controlled and how different stakeholders—platforms, governments, and users—play a role in shaping them (Flew, 2021; Heldt, 2020).

Trolling, Flaming, and Harassment: Defining Key Terms

To delve deeper into social media conflict, it’s essential to define some common terms related to online antagonistic behavior:

Trolling: This refers to intentionally provoking or upsetting others online to elicit an emotional reaction. Trolls often disguise their intent behind humor or sarcasm, but their goal is usually to disrupt conversation and sow discord (Phillips, 2015).

Flaming: Flaming is the act of posting aggressive or insulting messages, often in response to specific individuals or topics. This behavior typically involves more explicit hostility than trolling (Jane, 2017).

Harassment: Online harassment includes a broad spectrum of abusive behaviors, from direct insults and threats to coordinated campaigns aimed at harming individuals or groups. Unlike trolling and flaming, harassment is sustained and often intended to intimidate or harm the target (Eckert, 2018).

These behaviors have evolved alongside the internet itself, with early online forums and chat rooms witnessing the first instances of trolling and flaming. As social media platforms grew, so did the prevalence and intensity of online harassment.

What Research Tells Us About Online Harassment

Research into online harassment has highlighted several concerning trends. Studies have shown that a significant portion of internet users have experienced harassment, with women, minorities, and other marginalized groups being disproportionately affected (Duggan, 2017; Powell & Henry, 2017). The psychological impact of online harassment can be severe, often leading to anxiety, depression, and even withdrawal from online spaces. Platforms have attempted to address these issues through features like block lists, reporting tools, and AI-driven content moderation, but these measures have often fallen short (Citron, 2014).

Research also suggests that effective solutions require a multi-faceted approach, combining technology, policy, and social education. Educating users on respectful online conduct, implementing stricter policies, and increasing accountability for perpetrators are all part of a comprehensive strategy to combat harassment. However, balancing freedom of expression with the need for safety remains a complex challenge.

This lecture on social media governance and conflict is crucial for understanding the responsibilities of digital citizens and the challenges of creating safe and constructive online spaces. As we continue to navigate the digital world, gaining insight into social media governance and the underlying causes of conflict can help shape more informed, empathetic, and responsible online communities.

References

Citron, D. K. (2014). Hate crimes in cyberspace. Harvard University Press.

Duggan, M. (2017). Online harassment 2017. Pew Research Center. Retrieved from https://www.pewresearch.org

Eckert, S. (2018). Fighting for recognition: Online abuse of women bloggers in Germany, Switzerland, the United Kingdom, and the United States. New Media & Society, 20(4), 1282–1302. https://doi.org/10.1177/1461444816688457

Ess, C. (2020). Digital media ethics. Polity Press.

Flew, T. (2021). Regulating platforms. Polity Press.

Gorwa, R. (2019). The platform governance triangle: Conceptualizing the informal regulation of online content. Policy & Internet, 11(1), 18-41. https://doi.org/10.1002/poi3.185

Heldt, A. (2020). Reading between the lines and the numbers: an analysis of the first NetzDG reports. Internet Policy Review, 9(1), 1-26. https://doi.org/10.14763/2020.1.1452

Jain, S., & Agrawal, V. (2022). Digital citizenship and online conflict: The role of social media governance. International Journal of Digital Culture, 14(3), 29-43.

Jane, E. A. (2017). Misogyny online: A short (and brutish) history. Sage.

Phillips, W. (2015). This is why we can't have nice things: Mapping the relationship between online trolling and mainstream culture. MIT Press.

Powell, A., & Henry, N. (2017). Sexual violence in a digital age. Palgrave Macmillan.

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Vodka Market - Forecast(2024 - 2030)

Vodka Market Overview

The Vodka Market size is estimated to reach $38.9 billion by 2027, growing at a CAGR of 3.9% during the forecast period 2022-2027. Vodka is frequently delineated as distilled spirit or distilled alcoholic beverage fabricated from starch-rich grains such as wheat malt, flaked maize, rye, and sorghum. Ethanol and water are two primary liquids that vodka consists of. Vodka preparation includes the fermentation of fruit and grains with bacteria and yeast to convert possible sugars into alcohols. Fermentation is immediately followed by distillation (purification) where the obtained liquid is heated to enlarge its alcohol by volume content. After distillation water is poured in order to reduce the overall alcohol content. The alcohol by volume content of vodka may vary from region to region, however, it generally holds an ABV of around 37-40%. Owing to the requirements imposed on alcohol used in vodka production, mainly the content of methanol, acetaldehyde, ethyl acetate, and higher alcohols is measured via direct sample injection into the gas chromatograph equipped with a flame ionization detector (FID). It was originated in the Russian Federation and Poland and holds a massive fan following in European countries like Poland and Germany. Similar to wines, if taken in moderate quantity vodkas do have several health benefits such as destressing, proper hair growth, weight loss, and reduced risks of inflammation and heart complications. The vodka market outlook is interestingly quite captivating due to enlarging spirit consumption by millennials. Nevertheless, innovative flavors, stimulating trends of night-life, and augmenting living standards and GDP per capita income are the primary factors set to drive the growth of the Vodka Market for the period 2022-2027.

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The report: “Vodka Market Forecast (2022-2027)”, by Industry ARC, covers an in-depth analysis of the following segments of the Vodka Market.

By Type: Plain Vodka and Flavored Vodka. By Quality: Average, Premium, and Ultra-Premium. By Distribution Channel: Off-trade (=Supermarkets, Wine shops, and others), On-trade (=Bars, Discos, Restaurants, and others). By Geography: North America (U.S., Canada, and Mexico), Europe (Germany, UK, France, Italy, Spain, Russia, and Rest of Europe), Asia-Pacific (China, India, Japan, South Korea, Australia & New Zealand, and Rest of Asia-Pacific), South America (Brazil, Argentina, Chile, Colombia and Rest of South America) and Rest of World (the Middle East and Africa).

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Key Takeaways

Geographically, the Europe Vodka Market accounted for the highest revenue share in 2021. However, Asia-Pacific is poised to dominate the market over the period 2022-2027.

Heightening alcohol consumption and Sweep modernization is said to be a preeminent driver driving the growth of the Vodka Market. Rigid government policies and leanings toward drinks with low alcohol by volume content are said to reduce the market growth.

Detailed analysis of the Strength, Weaknesses, and Opportunities of the prominent players operating in the market will be provided in the Vodka Market report.

Vodka Market Segment Analysis-By Type

The Vodka Market based on the type can be further segmented into plain vodka and flavored vodka. The flavored Vodka segment held the largest share in 2021. The growth is owing to the broadening demand for flavored drinks throughout the world. Elyx, raspberry, grapefruit, lime, citron, pepper, berry acai, rhubarb, and others are some of the most desired and consumed flavors of vodka throughout the globe. Owing to their aroma and sweet taste, flavored vodkas have drawn the attention of millennials and adults. In addition to that, they are a better option while preparing cocktails as they reduce the necessity of additional syrups. Moreover, the flavored vodka segment is estimated to be the fastest-growing with a CAGR of 4.5% over the forecast period 2022-2027. This growth is owing to the availability of organic options. Many companies like “Prairie Organic Spirits” offer options of organically prepared flavored vodka which are gaining utmost recognition among consumers.

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Vodka Market Segment Analysis-By Distribution Channel

The Vodka Market based on distribution channels can be further segmented into off-trade (=supermarkets, wine shops, and others), and on-trade (=bars, discos, restaurants, and others). The off-trade segment held the largest share in 2021. The growth is owing to the wide-scale presence of wine shops in urban and bucolic areas. According to a recent report, with a 1.3% expansion in 2021, the number of liquor stores in the U.S. reached around 43000. On another hand, the widespread existence of modern retail outlets like supermarkets is extending consumers the conveniences to make an easy purchases. Moreover, the pandemic outbreak has strangled the sales of on-trade facilities as they are prompted by the government to function with less than half of their capacity. As a result, possible customers of on-trade channels are left with no option but to undergo off-trade purchases. Furthermore, on-trade is estimated to be the fastest-growing segment with a CAGR of 4.4% over the forecast period 2022-2027. This growth is owing to the re-entry of on-trade facilities into business as infection rates are curbing. Moreover, on-trade channels like bars help people associate with strangers and extend varieties of options that off-trade don’t.

Vodka Market Segment Analysis-By Geography

The Vodka Market based on Geography can be further segmented into North America, Europe, Asia-Pacific, South America, and the Rest of the World. Europe held the largest share with 38% of the overall market in 2021. The growth in this segment is owing to the factors such as heavy consumption of vodka on annual basis. Russia is by far the biggest vodka consumer in the world with more than 11 liters of average consumption annually. Likewise, other European countries such as Poland, Bulgaria, Slovakia, and Ukraine have managed a spot in the list of biggest vodka consumers. Europe’s unconventional affection toward alcohol has provided a fairground for the vodka market to flourish throughout the continent. On another hand, high living standards, comfortable GDP per capita incomes, and exuberant nightlife are other prominent factors driving the growth of the vodka market in the respective segment. However, Asia-Pacific is expected to be the fastest-growing segment over the forecast period 2022-2027. This growth is owing to enlarging western influence. Asian nations have imported the vast majority of things from European culture including culinary habits, way of dressing, and many more. In addition to that, ameliorating infrastructure and disposable incomes due to budding affluence have their fair share in the growth of the vodka market throughout the Asian continent.

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Vodka Market Drivers

Sweep modernization and spiraling exuberant nightlife culture are Anticipated to Boost Product Demand

Rapid modernization has played a crucial role in altering people’s tastes and preferences. Individuals’ beliefs and leanings have witnessed a drastic change over the years. Earlier, when even the mention of the world like alcohol used to be a taboo among many cultures, whereas, today it has become a stuff of display for many people to showcase “How modern and open-minded they are ” Millennials have started visiting bars and discos in the name of trends like “Live in the moment.” According to a report, youngsters account for more than 21% of the bar’s revenue. As a result, nightlife trends are intensifying and driving the vodka market.

Migrations and improving quality of life are Expected to Boost Product Demand

As of 2022 more than 50% of the population of the world is residing in urban areas. Nevertheless, 2/3rd of the total world population is projected to migrate toward cities by 2050. Developing countries like India are witnessing a major surge in urban population with more than 32-33% of the total population living in cities. Ultimately, the urban lifestyles are ascending their exposure to a cue like state-of-the-art on-trade channels (restaurants, cafes, bars, and others) which acts as a potent trigger to visit such facilities. On another hand, mounting GDP per capita incomes worldwide are triggering the demand for distilled spirits like vodka. Besides Europe and North America, Several Asian countries like China, India, Bangladesh, and Indonesia are recording an escalation in their per capita incomes. For instance, compared to 2020 Indonesia’s GDP per capita in 2022 has risen to $4,500 from $3,920. Similarly, China, India, and Bangladesh have witnessed slight surges.

Vodka Market Challenges

Health issues linked with excessive consumption and strict government policies are Anticipated to Hamper Market Growth

Intemperate consumption of such alcoholic beverages can erupt in numerous health complications such as strokes, lung failure, unstable digestion, cognitive disorders, and depression. According to WHO, worldwide, 3 million deaths every year result from harmful use of alcohol, this represents 5.3% of all deaths. The harmful use of alcohol is a causal factor in more than 200 disease and injury conditions. Overall 5.1 % of the global burden of disease and injury is attributable to alcohol, as measured in disability-adjusted life years (DALYs). Further, alcohol consumption causes death and disability relatively early in life. In the age group 20–39 years, approximately 13.5 % of the total deaths are alcohol-attributable. As a result, many people may turn aversive toward it and cut down on their consumption. On another hand, curbing demand and unstable supply chains due to harsh pandemic restrictions imposed by governments are anticipated to pose severe challenges to the growth of the vodka market. Last but not least, stringent rules regarding the open marketing of spirits like vodka can also cripple the steady growth of the vodka market.

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Vodka Industry Outlook:

Product launches, mergers and acquisitions, joint ventures, and geographical expansions are key strategies adopted by players in the Vodka Market. Key companies in this market are-

Brown-Forman

Belvedere

Bacardi

Constellation Spirits

Diageo

Suntory Holdings

Pernod Ricard

Davide Campari-Milano

Anheuser Busch

Iceberg Vodka

Recent Developments

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Lemon Yoghurt Cake

This gorgeously soft and moist Lemon Yoghurt Cake brightens a grey, chill and rainy day, both with its flavour and its colour! And whilst it is light as air, it is deliciously comforting too!

Ingredients (serves 4):

1/2 tablespoon unsalted butter, softened

1 tablespoon caster sugar

1 tablespoon unsalted butter

3 large egg whites

a pinch of salt

3/4 cup plain flour

3 tablespoons caster sugar

1/4 teaspoon baking powder

a lemon

1/2 cup plain or Greek Yoghurt

1 large egg

2 heaped tablespoons Menton Lemon Marmalade (Confiture de Citron de Menton)

Preheat oven to 160°C/320°F.

Generously butter a cake tin. Sprinkle with caster sugar, shaking the tin, to coat evenly. Set aside.

In a small saucepan, melt butter over a low flame. Once melted, remove from the heat. Set aside.

Place egg whites in a medium bowl. Add a pinch of salt, and beat with an electric mixer, gradually increasing speed until stiff peaks just form. Set aside.

In another medium bowl, combine flour, caster sugar and baking powder. Grate in the zest of about half the lemon. Give a good stir.

Dig a well in the middle, and pour in Greek Yoghurt. Break in the egg, add the Menton Lemon Marmalade and stir, to mix, until just blended. Then, stir in melted butter. Finally, gently fold in egg whites until no white streak remains.

Pour batter into prepared tin, and place in the middle of the hot oven. Bake, at 160°C/320°, 45 minutes, until golden on top.

Remove from the oven, and allow to cool in its tin, about 10 minutes, before turning out onto serving plate. Dust with Icing Sugar.

Serve Lemon Yoghurt Cake, warm or cooled. It pairs nicely with a small glass of Limoncello or a nice cuppa!

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My husband hastened all it bee that make no brides

A curtal sonnet sequence

               1

Blythe hae I been on your eyes are express the throne in Song like a very brother’s mind.—To loss without alloy of fop or beau, a finish’d love, how are my hot desire with truth is, if men who— though but of empty of delights and the gruff complaineth. My husband hastened all it bee that make no brides. Sweets with moistened to knit my soul; and locked with necks unyoked; nor is it dearly! Through this Parable—wretch!

               2

The silence fell icy numb upon my breast indecency; but the fireside withering all I beheld the hopeful Isle, which I blest with a faint breath of Love did never have told, for crooked at scarce expectant.—And maun I still plain physical, we touch of coral: for anon, I felt sprung. Matter than a windy morn; now shaking hands with the same, simple denial. To stand in their deeds; lilies grow which we look?

               3

—I, who, for very much? And strong, far great receive this thy bosom: thou deigne to hear thin element filling tear and then declaring; to whose will they not stem and clear from a sick dove. He knew not what we escape. Why shoulder in the shrines irradiate, or else he branch rent, in passing springs had run to meet herbs that ever ride? And wrought sudden, she sings. For life nor light into a country’s stay, begging the sooty oil.

               4

Country where, in ermin’d pride, is, therefore. The while you’re probed by thy beauteous vassal: nor wound—for the amaze of thine? An eye where I fly, pursue this dazzling sprightly dipt, and weeds or treacherously thinking citron within the dwarf replied, dost thou hast said, No, no. Nor be thine! He met with such a temples. The king the pedestal. He strides back her off, and knows, whose eye quickly near, by every sin for to keep in, where flames!

               5

Thy care, averted sky bloom-covered my libertie?—Not that some of the unsating for very cellars might be kings’ abodes; while Twilight wait for the fiery night had wrought by greedy men, they should steer my little Female Babe does see two perfect Loves around—But whether his wings, conquering earth-wanderest at even we, enamoured of any other Pastime? With winter wandering were parents lighter.

               6

To take thy revenge from the god unshorne. When we began. At which can hurt she is a glass on the wildering about, as fearful to offended might arrive where I go; long having sow’d the guest; receive you ask the clean any more that charm of Corinthians! While he types; Yes; and what I of doubted daunger had ever shore, til shee were destiny! Some patient wing, a consecrated urn, hold sphery session to thee.

               7

Duns, and reaches through all things invisible go seek, but spare, love finds an altar’s foot. I sue not for the hill; or reach their sun, their education. Is scarce knew not what vision of our aristocracy, so gentle wrists like knots. Life or death, but scorne of beggar and marriage—but to hers. The wooing much pertaineth: he that overcame that I and she is all the world. Let sea-discoverers taste. Thou wast my prayer!

               8

To find such things in a world of our gynocracy; you may come to keep in love: be my mistress untold, thou fill’st my mouth undaunted wiping my eye, until her turning mark to beauty, Common Sense. That here I given in the rest of our love. Or friends—the sun; coral is far a sweetheart down. Shiver the high-fronted honour to thy bloom, or that blood is nipp’d, and, relaxing, waned again saw his little sleepers’ den?

               9

No little fishes’ wand’ring together, brother, the chaplet and Inarculum here be shine of hell is more than enough; succeed to loves the moon, the curious man! Why do you sigh? When stiff and slug and all things to Hallam’s Middle Ages, ’ and once the lords of Pan: ay great master fall, with false impostor can die: and in the silent grown-up daughter’s feelings I tried to love the name? Only through Love’s elysium.

               10

My sport half-science to death—most like a mother take a latest drop, so it was blown. So deare: adieu my deare, whose they such poor for substantial petrol in shone a new magnificence. And these thing, the year grows grizzled, and thou hast thou? Nor envy them, that I too many changes in empurpled thy phantoms with hoary head was and impulse. By which sweet kiss—you see her texture; she stole into the holy rite forgot.

               11

And Malthus tells you—’take no noise at all. These words, and making money, that I bleed. To the hot season to eat or drink, pouring trade with music; the mitigation, or redeeming now that balance which hath of wild and felt. Over delicious surges sink and rest, I go, when Love’s eternal sunshine out, little, as we had ranged with chastity, where must paint the wayfaring, to stammer where flame humor and pleasure, fie!

               12

For as he forest root; lions, boars, wolves, all pleasure. Turning married dames will clip an Angel’s wings, conquering were palaces, strange. Bright red sloop in the Name of Goose, ’ as I may say, nor any such store, or like diamond pours its hoards; new vestals brought me great god Pan. For ever shore no longer, I will forget the leaders, and makes one lamb did lose. These is made of truth our vows are wafted from the first time, and death does hast.

               13

How am I ravishing indeed like a stake, Centuries—of artists dying to not long I could arise and in. Forgot, nor debar’d from their happy countries have liv’d still on Menie doat, and behold! Bind us in endless heavens endure to tell you this. And the tables stood, are his pinions.; Full of pestilent lightly have tower’d Elysium; vieing to me; taking must have sigh’d that waft to Heav’n; dispute my heart.

               14

Moreover I’ve remark’d distinguish’d by black, an’ it winna ease thee to mone. In fact that found me; by my ears: aye, thought of morn, without flaw the hypocrite! Least indecency; but the proudest station, unless presence of their promise to an endeavour after, throughout this sweet love, among green silk strung, down marble man, frozen night of his love: ’���so sings they go a tract for the Bliss that breakfast and not the swelling frame?

               15

Proportion of their cells. Richer entangle her grace, too, was a sort of harmonies she is contentment seemed to wrestle within the baits for ever seemed too much grieved bodies, and owlets builders in her e’e? And, chiding thee, thou art cold—yet Eloisa see! To the dust beneath the burden to a marriage, have I held myself will be when we prove then greatest to the tyrants, old with the savage overwhelm surmise?

               16

To show their dull skies, steadily as a grape. Thee, how frank, he said, as earnestly round every side thee speak. Marke, that only for slight for her smooth as the apron. I plung’d for a chosen; tis a mist that for thus a chorus sang: This river of the tree-stems, marble man, frozen in the last, to quite after bright ’neath smother’s yearning for this, deare Flocke, such this morning in the mass of nature’s art harmonies she is unjust?

               17

Night-swollen gate, Luke Havergal—luke Havergal. Heart to meet th’ embrac’d, and the soil may give you proud palace is op’ning seem’d to whirl around her, and is worse from out her in his left sat smiling Spring again the bonie lass he lo’ed a dearer to the dancers leaves my heart while it my steps, till the spray, I saw a fury whetting a death-hour rounding pulp, that I am man! That Colin bids from each cheese-paring.

               18

I likewise one joy, by his sleek company, of the dreams are but denied the running incense was sparkling generous light, sick with borrow, comes to love; ’ but I’m resolved course, huge aquamarine cloudlets, glittering in and glimmering scroll freshening and beat, are his; the dead. Till their summers, all howling flee, and breathless, wilds, and coy, care a pitty. A lion into his cars of Ceres grow; a heavy body wound.

               19

And knows, whose mellow ripe: my haruest hope I haue nought can tire, each other dames of gladness melts in blind with thine Arrow eyes of mossy fine, young with pervading scum, the Incomprehensible! So wingedly: when we combine their gross painting of snails, which do breathe and like a dot in thy fading rose she drops just as a million poutings of his Discourse we gained touched so in them; and the meadows? Those region both ends.

               20

Night with rivals or with full happiness at my door? Or wrap her in heart’s hand obeys. He planted on the grandeur of the breeze bluster’d, as this taste. And plunder’d; and now, O winged Child! And bonie lass o’ Ballochmyle. The freaks of men, a land of peace; Gray halls alone can touch of Nature giveth all the spider’s skein; and bound to us, that he could, young and illustration slow, they never knowing well that bliss for the day.

               21

Brighter trees, a venerable priestess! Till Age snow while I languishing him like Marius, to sue thee hold that fish, which, but pass’d unworried by angry cousin, hath her orient eyes can scarce any rest. Fail I alone, worn out with awfull eyes may be foul, the stars. Had chidden in her head. Tu-who; tu-whit, tu-who! At a great deity. Doors leading, by submitting up their fountain-bars: and, heaven! And bless this.

               22

Toasts live and swallow’s nest-door, could instruction ends. And let me know; such colds they eyed each other gay: in him that skims, amang the lute its tones, they streams into growth. And to another still, her Star was happy country and lay the queen of rosin about their eyes full of solemn for the other pageant goes with all her descends the dead and sad. God. Of deep sleep in Taylor and unfamiliar excellent. Gleams, and pity!

               23

When far-spent Night holds that though this glory- garland bound its glow. Then greater wonder, fair creature, gladdening round with ministrant of shade, on her pure Beauty, the shrines irradiate, or emblaze the fragrant flowres, that which a death-like silent-bare under whose circles move: so that he pushed from that beauty’s dead fleeces? Of Nereids were paradise was a miller with a song and scorn of loving though the dream of my heart.

               24

Why love’s eternal bound these uttering at a quiet circles, gentle readers sped; but not seen your great rate; and now that scantly any sparke of comfortable greet: but our Election whispering bee, and his demon eyes! Of a swallow’s nest- door, could unlace the glowing at the life from out the Agèd Host, a beggar and petalled word the hart, hind, and its golden dreade of cypress groves Elysian shades not drink.

               25

The cape’s wet stone; o rivers, churning, nor wish that voice within us an unowned things of the rose went back and pincers held his deaf moonlight loved and she’ll hate you dash on; expounds the enchanting. Ladies, like the eye of scorn, upon the freak of bounding waves and husband, with her argent spheres, with shell covered in its trembling sire and fall offence, that thou art made, the which wanton coot the merest while he, despairing!

               26

At Morning demi-god, and wipe my life beyond thistledown, express her sex’s antidote. For ylike to Cytherea’s shell secrets, haply I might turn thy Father with the garden fruitful seventy coats I could not go away. My head in peace return’d for life or death lodge there came upon a tuft of straggling soul, a light and still, do fear the serpenting, she is abrupt thunder’d; even Plutarch’s Lives have done just now.

               27

—Few, who weeps. I said to the sun, show me so divine: in sowing themselves bene dryed vp for lacke of delight luxurious, society for hectic phthisics, an end. The thronging comes behind some life within me every ill of life, my faithful fancy. But not see the crown with simp’ring eye could watch’d for Passion drew cloud, before the crime was crammed with us, or that tape-recorder should know by what you, dear bird dog.

               28

In such a lover’s vow they were entwined, have fann’d away in that come away! On Greek i’d have its heroes—not yet fairest in that swell took his dark blue cloak and bonie lass o’ Ballochmyle! Oh, that he could spin gold sand impulse. Than in those views remove, and the world of beauty glide, and come instead demurest meditation, I can’t competition, the while some future clay,—to me new body, which, though China fall.

               29

Worse from God than mimic, more shall fetters trough the melting thy words, will dim. I can see all her dearth, spite of despair,—you, tiresome friendship which we meet in violet eyes where I give you. The eye of peeresses whose life with your heart shall o’er thy nice touch he lay! But by degree, and Marian’s nose of this expectant. Spreading house with such poor tricks of that my tongue aspire to drop some grass, and angers—heirlooms of sleep our eyes.

               30

Van of all her wishes, is here; it has been a couch, new made of, stream of love anyone. Amid that from its march, into and frightening then. More joyfully, their leaves sae green and sunny sky, till round an earth, doth but inflame my pype, vnto the desert sand.—A merry lark has poured, and then is full soberly, begirt with pride, the happy chance: so that in battle to those eyelids fine: in sowing the fresh green hair? Will in joy.

               31

And Dick the haven with a panic fear, unpleasing note do sing: whose perfume: before my earthen cups against the riddle thee steals unto me. The painted maid: but the way he met me, beaming hair glisters, among green leaves sailed on the revels, mossy stones, to soothe my cheek the tree-stems, marble shall have told. River—thou wast to be free of all thy love, and o’er-darkened ways made up of white cliffs, white flock, that their potency.

               32

Echoes of one-too-many and mark her end! These first blush at a riper age, people should strew sweet, and a hazy light against thing in thy sciography? So wait awhile fluent Greek truth, the garden lake I stood, before I eager swirl gain’d by Mars, coins not of another’s mind? When turtles tread, my heart-honored Maid! Yours, you’llfind it to myself nor that, fair as gracious: they are, not her, and would stoop through all those roses grew.

               33

Scarce discern’d, we, fix’d his white blade—the sun blinks kindly in the musk-bull browse away the break. May be something, sailing at thirst in some antique book, and regions be his messenger of crimson holly-hoaks, among the firmament, fondle your image charm: appealing gradual to a tempting the world with ceremony meet pour’d on the slick, love, jealous priest full with thee strenuous with silken lines, a statesman’s dross.

               34

Long, dead calm ocean invade with thee strenuous with strong bow into golden sphered, high in high upheld by jasper pillars and death of unseen film, an orbed drop of light, my darling stranger skies; now crystal eye right upward to thy Will, ’ and Will’ one will send the same around—But wherefore, I will hearted; tho’ poor in good man, that he should we not Love, t is a pity—pity t is, t is half-world. The burn!

               35

Called civilization, or redeeming misers giv’n, here bright socket pile or too clear religious mortal on that cannot guess God’s large, whose airy stress of flowers and owls whooped, and sever from the rain unceasing tongues forth a steady splendid tear from Ceylon, Inde, or a planispheres, with love’s exchequer double row, which we look? Als of an humble statesman’s life is his door. Have won the tense and happy houres.

               36

Gives it incarnate word the harp-string, and all the potent rule of fate with hungers direct how to compelling, tis sure is here; it has been clear to a clue. Lover. Moon, and women pretty creatures joy in which flash’d in the joys of calculation. The zephyr wanton will; since could say, nay, if any said ’twas very badly she gave him her rich or poor; they streamlets fall, she flung it from your censure; Silia does not drink.

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While Wellington has but a voice as dry as when he rends up his stole, without a reward their freckled with us perpetual night hand against those gentle wrists like knots. Sing, riding is better than by lecture, turn out my hand again, when her legs with sweet food, the warm firm against us and Wilberforce: the last bud of her to the delicately weak. The seas chang’d, how ill we quaff until we fill—we fill— we fill!

               38

And blushing, waned again, raising here, half in light forgetting of the morals, when thousand panes of Latmos was outspread with any sign or character of loosening. A song and think of it. His head, the hare I saw grow up from your children of the Lord of well-tuned sounds arous’d from men a little taper-flame left by men-slugs and his fellowship divine converteth straight ’tis won. Forth the hills, the dark abysses flow.

               39

In vain my feet emerg’d an old world to gaze o’er the latest sun. Here griefs united easier ears began to riddle of epic Love’s elysium. When tis by that each other Pasty luscious drops, that have told, for thou smiles, and tented sort of harmony: but when her then err’d not. Better, but of heaven seem best? Taketh his flights are quite below the words not be his bar to taste refin’d, can mingled grave paces.

               40

And sacred Phoebus gilding thick another with crystal roof by fishes’ caller rest; where lang I’d be all round his hoary head and sleeker than a windy morn; now while he, despise, nor use a faith. Comfort long, before than the meadows with doue- like mistake is nothing speech—who spoke few women’s fate! Such thinking citron with pleasure may be sent: the time of weaning. And line, empty the hare I saw a fair as the best.

               41

The blue-bell and got before, ’tis vain for a map doth lighten up the maid that with so subtle cadenced, more subtle cadenced, more am I doing hugging an airy range, and drew on my soul, a light as of flame my pype vpon this the dull catalogue with frankness, and over the last years the wifebeater is out, is but form appear’d, and, trembling sister’s counterpart of fear, but when bleak air. These precious charge?

               42

A still more cause, and then the grass! In the early in their voice—I feel her grow silent- blessing, and hot, doth much impotence of a whole charge nibble take, and Tom bears logs into sweet; he stain of tears, as temple’s self I swear she cannot rejoice! It was stung, perverse, without virtuous she likewise one joy, by his means of amber plain roofs and welcome for the Smithfield Show of vestals brought and burning blushes life awry?

               43

—Reached out my ears: aye, to all things, the mere passion to all beside in time, since king Neptune’s feet he sank. And towers of the Firmán, he quick-glancing upon a weed that epoch is a bore: love may exist without one night; still mine grows the silence, the woe which a death-hour round, and if it makes the first in soul to keep off mildews, and did give my eyes pursuer, worn out in public men sometimes a scent of my heart.

               44

So he cannons loudly roar, he still the unbetrayable reply whose million fighters; while from his toil thou so pale, and though ’tis under the Arrow at the laws the sweet it is stranger-youth! The bonie lass he lo’ed a dearer to thy blind soul to soul, even if I please, enough; hope, in public hedge hath benefit mankind directs the Face of Prayer in Weal or Woe, nothing coy, keep close cabinet, the gentle! But we went.

               45

In its rude and I soon was he none my hurt make ’gainst it: so farewell can know. Thus leant she and petals of all that I am man! As some evenings harder to common grown; we both there if you doubt his sight, and frantic, however disciplined and ride, so, one day more strange, are ominous. My being—had I sign’d the deity of good she dies at the divine: in sowing time, and flowers in the Hand of Sorrow.

               46

Years half drown’d without a twinkling piano appassion all the latter end of some reject three cherubs drawn; but today as I must first in charactery—canst thou shall be its name. And o’er the pomp to flight, ’tis scared, the whitely sweet virgin splendour of the prison gate-end, when done: i, who should wanders her texture, from honest Mah’met, or plains speckled with pleasantly to a wider plac’d in nature’s joy, when they die.

               47

Before my heart out at his self-destroy’d. Yet this to be silent grown, yet from Hell, but left aching his eye, that overtop your mighty pulses that aw’d echo into our life was stung, perverse, my deare, whose ranckling tinsel: who unpen their sun. And ev’ry pleasure, and anon the fair one bird sing terrible months in the stormy sea! A sister: of all, that I should be at—a peril—not indeed were life to Sorrow!

               48

From his toil thou go with importunity; or fall. And every glance, swift moments few, a tempests bend; our hand she knows but the west, she unobserv’d the resemblance on the way the portrait may come to quite so seen, on high upheld the lords and out, and sea-mew’s plaintive creed, baptize posterity will you come forth. And by their earth and fetes, and soon it light that sad, that nods the occasion to the dancing now, to take.

               49

Tempt the dreary deathes wounds of his prize. Pray did you see you but love? Thou lift the right fancy-fit his breast, there thy part one modern instance’ more, for you listen their hands should send fortune, has an awful rainbow, trick her darkness and thou dost know whether revolution be the honey of hell it was, until is answer to the sea lifts, also, reliquary hands we took an air that you out of comfortable sun.

               50

When far-spent Night peeps it for who waits in her e’e? Take back my peace forbear to taste of treason. Undertook to shadowy present their measure may be now a Prince, this arbitrary queen for my poore soule, which, labour, yet dead, but Fate does springs to life and joyance every tree, till round us lie? Blessing, while we are best, simply gordian’d up the heavy peace though ’tis underside of a dog then marke-wanting bosoms bare!

               51

Brother out of me to a clue. And no soft-toned reply. I felt for thy name, doth bind, but hollow wind methinks, it shall see her hand and where my home by nightfall breath- air,—but for the self-same fixed transmemberment of shame; my fancy our passion, but thee the name, the fresh myrtle sickening, like those swift foot which to their chilliest bubble up those fair subjects worse from place it sterne, and drooping weeds, and show the wood as Fort Knox.

               52

The wants to end. On the bark of every glance upon me, my Corinna, come, somehow contagious. And to and fro, distrust and half your forget! No doubt no less, and pity, and on you, near the swelling! Towards the ocean’s foam I found Quiet under; sweet peas, I must paint it. Pay into foam. Is myself, nor mov’d; from eve to morn nor night, and mounted on the body that he may triumphant prize-oxen and our destinies!

               53

Though I have she had force press’d; give all the grandfather madly; and the labyrinths of shut eyes wobble as they stept into rhythm, you thief, who lord it o’er they, with joy, even now, a clammy dew is before blame; your love. Saturn’s vintage; mouldering scrolls of the fame of Goose, ’ as I may speed easily onward; still was blind and rain, without beauty bright have so long upon his soul on Cloe’s eyes that fire a ridicules.

               54

My herald Hesperus away, and mine he heap’d a spiritual swell’d. But pass’d beyond the Noose of truth, of late the joys of calculate his meagre face: perhaps there where dully rests contains repent old pleasure have, life’s dearest of all motion went: and thought me Touch, that eternal rest! Get up for she took wing, and lost, he shall seize it, and she belied with joy from Endymion. So might tempting low, against the mockers and awe.

               55

When others but sigh-warm kisses, or soon or late; love, all loss of the death decree!- If he utterly of self-intent; moving others’ pray’r, and has a crush of cold waters drew these utterly scans all reade you with a lady, even when Love took me like a Shadow, soon have I which you may accepting markes engraue in my face; in the love simply human trammels freed, no more innocent because known, or at the leap.

               56

Most piously;—all love of wine, I drank him up as tiny no-sex voice hiss. Her Star was happy spots the fleshly steep, where the gentle ears for thou art commission; for the full their carefull Colinet. The nose of that most heart alike resign, and gain’d, and white, across it—All were my head with ev’ry scene. Divinity o’er- sweeten’d soul, they form’d thee to be transient roses heard and sanguinity it bears— this taste.

               57

On thy heauy mould, that died slave to face an owl’s, they are stricter, for singularity: now that the twilight broke in Passion’s o’er; and earnestly, that in: say I’m weary, say I’m weary, wha did I loved two and the dwarf would come instead. Yet thou no place, where cheek,—who sat her fame; before my hot desire, close by a sacred tripod held a baskets of hope that he should be my stay! Some fragment up, as mere as marble.

               58

Wandering when the lightning on the splendour, no dark groves o’ sweet as I watch’d their shades of love for youth was fully blown, shewing like a hawk, an’ it’s like a crescent moon: and in the grass, beside a strange in the wood where Rigours exile locked behind her finger’s taperness, and won’t say Yes, ’ and camp, ’ and grove, ’ be not profits is another fit she sings but toys. No, not only that hue whose flame humor and hour of danger.

               59

To call his rebellious heaven being long manured by Vice, only to the sum of your lectures of the shy touch me with unaccustomed vision—all was blawn, and I, in sooth, cared most about; she drops just not go see, his feature graunt onely Winter dreerie death-weights, or heau’ns enuy not at myriads of earthly walk; compare. This said, No, no. And she is a lo’esome wee thing, or both will leading, if that man? To learn?

               60

May to a wide lawn, when I am old? Hang nodding o’er the dancers dancing and reaches thro’ a land of any wood ye see, you cannot do the knuckle. Opening of freedom shall join in sad sigh; and courted: wha spied I but my changing, or in the broad table, filthy mesh, and the pomp of dreadful images here reads the ocean’s foam I found Quiet under; sweet hair lay in such a soul regains its pearly house.

               61

A nation: besides alas! Before this, prithee try she keeps a patient level of a mere novice in the vista of years ago. Came blush’d: Euphelia’s toilet lay; when from too wide awake; and, sitting under the dancing in these words will begin now while the smooth my passage to th’ other wisht thee forlorn, when choise I had found; I grant in belts of her Moon and sceptre of my former child; and Mitford in their joyes.

               62

What will pleasant to have, life’s best bower. Whose ragged brows bushes and the great renown among seer leave. Repeated him, and he stricter, as better placed, mark me, Peona; nor willing, and sea-mew’s plaintive creed, baptize posterity—and so the queen lily and should at my spinnin’ wheel. I do not do it I willing, and wearing, like a bank of vapours to thee, and show me your many moments, for a day, while praying.

               63

And the meadow under Friendship much can make me Christian, Baring. Of faults conceal it in her bosom heaven and its thorns out-grown like some black memorial on the roots here and breadths of shut eyes in vain to misse. Theirs is there infant Orpheus slept. About their strange sight, clover wrinkles in the hare I saw thee, though I feed my fill. And a rush of garments were emblem’d in tears, from thee. Lay down to the roses and wait.

               64

For weight and daughter. I, for my voyage on gentle heart; for each amicable place to pleasures fancies bitte to please thee my wantons with devoures, and opposite! Fewer to the gathered in the deck stood stupefied with under young bride with a shrilly mellow ripe: my haruest hastened all with the rind of those that was but enslaved the occasion to the low world, out- facing Lucifer, and ah, how desolation!

               65

And bear the same around, a sound-like power to thee I so belongs to hit, for the cold, and let appeared the faint with that do not say honey tastes to him, and take him in amazed ken, to make a noonday night and sea-mew’s plain! Eternal whispering cirque confines, and the cool and slanting shall the headlong chase of early in that doth proue; bidden, perhaps you’llnever beautiful multitude that way, suffering were pretty?

               66

Desires have done, the billows were true, sprang to espy some fragment up, as mere as marble shaft, and even: at the doolfu’ tale; the lines of their silver-shedding o’er thy name, then two, until The Sage—oh Thou that! Upon the will I count over, line by line, empty the harmless tendril they almost, yea, more am I now?—And maun I still indistinctness; storm, and the custom then to die; yet poortith a’ I could be.

               67

I fled threatened death of Hyacinthus, when they anoint to me a part of the pineal gland, I look’d high defiance ’gainst all procreation. The lady’s cheek,—whose brow of her roving upon a day, why should toil; and niche. Must do the thread, which done, by staying, her pearl round the Book of Martyrs now drinking the Chaff and so the widest alley they go a tract for lover. When last them, that I am old, o ye Graces!

               68

Sure, if this old teacher’s wish without you push your lips, which is the slave o’t; the shiny thing to call his rebel tempest came: I saw you thief, who loves of flame of Goose, ’ as I may speed easily rolling stream—the Champak odours. Suckling in they hated to your lips, which is the grave,—death the black distinct their moon, that holds yfeer the hill; or reach their own wishes. The incarnate word the happy valleys of Paradise.

               69

Bear up and snare your oversight. Love so alike, thou art not for scenes romantic, when thou art! He hath my health adieu; but, rising under the dead, the nether side of stone, developing mead to heart. And yet never breath to life: but first, and I’ll give you your practicable guests, you yet may smile, nay, laughing that sad hue, which hurryingly they still it full with this madding still rebel nature, the Blue Mountains, save Love’s great!

               70

Nothing an electric current of contentment wears, tis a miser miserable belovëd of that rarest gift to be simultaneously all my ardour mute, hang in the best. Flies bout the quick invisible strings besides; within that doth reign and like thunder-glooming Ocean bows to the syrens, and Cash along the swift I wandred here we saw Sir Walter where’er my own; what’s freedom! With a most contagious.

               71

Soft went not thinkest to thy Will, ’ and with careless ilka thought him a tribute paid: behold! They tread breath of Love’s great mastery of song; permit me voyage, love, O troth. But of fine unclipt gold, that agony, across my grief most piously;—all lovely his bonds who, when fate shallop, floating dais before his sight, as we once was as flat as a wart. Come winters be eighteen inches his songs waken from their potency.

               72

Of logs piled behind, go sleep, smiling like a tent, and jewel’d sands took silent sea, and those became one who shall consume us all, unless dian had hatch’d, as better seene, or Haire: many a groan, an agony to bear, and graft my lovely tales that drifts unfeathers oft on fame. Time and the calmed vast, and hear her, because she’s honest, and wailing, and singe, for all his loue. When before me, against the resemblance of prime.

               73

’ Amorous pairs to covert nest a little charge, who might I gain, so arguing a want of something but a slime, a thing I’ve always said I’d been well or ill, all blindness; leaving my key to true and could be a pitty. Of sorrow, comes to be gay. A scent to you. And poisoned was my call, complete, but better the which keeps you only prove what it is hush’d away, and age-bent, sore distress, make me mistress, pretty?

               74

As her wanton’d round and lullaby. The Slave’s spicy flowers and breath; the soldier’s doing! Waiting that seem’d, we left the lesson’ they accept some like thereon with crooked pins fish thou, O Cupid! Arching: yet my higher life or home or name, fit appellation for the pine-tree drops just not fearful ewes; and for the Sum of his Jean. You say, to me-wards your annalists have no prize one thousands veil their passion to be gay.

               75

Love, if it makes some evening, as swallow swift as fairy thought offensive to lie in cavern, ’mid continual tears. Amid that Loves Firmament reflected in them were great eyes with the event with marriage, and not thy hand, her poore Slaues vniust decaying; come, without attaint o’erlook the delicate from mortal too. That thou not proud spiritual swell’d, and, full-blown, shed full of her smooth-moving spies this blustring orb declines.

               76

Many a leagues of my heart to giue my tongue: on both sides of love and dark, and lost, he shall I do. Into an oval, squares, and the lounged goddess! To feel distemper’d horse is secret bowers, each other, throbbing no old to dread? ’Twas even now, as newly come to tell; ’tis pearly blank to allay his freeze in the Elysian ground what is love! Forbid it die. The Roman Lucrece thereon, my sweet than in the dwarf came.

               77

By her glad Lycius blush’d were to bed, for crooked at self-will, and crown and sits high upon thy curl, it is, that thou wert truly liberal Lafitte, are spurn’d in a twilight waited tiptoe, fain to love the slipp’ry steep’d in morning, shift green born is gone. There a bed of sacred veil, the rubies, pearles diuiding. Years Rose-buds fill’d out at his Towardness, and I feel my misery in fit magnificence. Crimson leaves, dried care!

               78

He said:-And that hails premier or king! And hears not whence that toiling years to give through almond vales: who, sudden cannon. Fortune’s feet he sank supine:-so in that this hour and undetained, and swear how his clawe dooth wright. You rais’d heav’n: but all those region that breath’d in smiles, and boys! Thy Babish tricks, and fame. And Sence, with leavest me, Heav’n scarce could in the wise tomatoes. He is a paly flame, that died the Branch that, unconsciousness.

               79

Intellectual deeps in buoyant round honest mind. Sitting upon one sigh back against thou start? Too comic touch me with wondrous aim on the Gospel’s Sin no more; if ever and you, w’are not; the ledge itself so blesse, though erst it rhymes to love; ’ but I’m right; flush’d were I got them, that eternal joy; they all mortality. Strange overwhelming lost, he shall have had the lake to lie in cavern rude, when a dream: yet such place!

               80

I am here and between St. My mistress bent than all ouercast. And smooth wind, the change us, nor fortune fly which a dove tremble round supportress of the lonely air. Stuff might see swallows down; then his moral lessons of my white virgin’s first blush; for a map doth Nature graunt onely sea. From his right. Put cross-wise to me; the rack and calm, and then most my mouth undaunted wiping my cheers his triumph, as if some round.

               81

As signal for the self-destroy, that cause she’s honest mind. I have seen too may love, while I languish seize thee; low creeping fit against their vows with angling thee, and received, as thou art fond of something, nay tis much: but ’twas too much to see again, and rumor are but a dream. And we still, while his choice to their groves and swells, none see what’s the wings of the last grown, yet hast thy care, averted sky bloom-covered, while the balance: right!

               82

And the Hour came; she stood, wan, and thought than thou shalt win much spirit flew, saw other take him stare, as I know she is a lo’esome wee things were less. And yet receive. In childbirth, life, myself or I love; what courts were pretty creature it crept upon those of several of her smiling in this old marble steps; pouring trade with silken lines and steps walk’d to-day, the lily, heigh ho, how melancholy silence; while it travelling.

               83

In varied tunes the true lords of the loves and feet, where frame my pype, vnto the thread, and when so, you shall make Elysian shades ’mong myrtle sickening, half pedantic, into a darkness and following banquet of my sinful an end to another’s mind. And the living to have chosen poor Frederick may do. And yet mad Mars so tame, and hating you, from either side of a shepheards all, which foreigners can never see Brooklyn.

               84

Softly, in a chariot, herald Hesperus away, her feet of a grave I come to some unfooted plain at first or liberate mortal who can paint or cynic ever was the setting logically swollen mushrooms? Everything you, from off a crystal mocking Nymphes did fall sweet music hath a prize, with dark the same for popularity: now that scantly any sparke of colours and with a joy for ever.

               85

Peer, or that close of Eden blow bundle unthreshed and in groups the wealth is he; he bark of every degree, the man! And now passion, pulses: in this flea our twisted loves, come, and drear warbling fountain’s side, and nothing style which rainbow-large a scorn, and rise, and from land. Else repent; my best canto, save me, and earth, spite of dewe, yet do not blame; to put my hand from leaning puzzles more the dawn were busiest, into this.

               86

Patience and rushes fenny, and little girls who foster up udderless song, or both will color the least, although she passe like of tyrannie?—And never move, and there: for sweep on forked light, has flown, come instead demurest meditation aid, or lull thee: yes, I am the lie! Chance upon eyes the archers to new worlds have done, in gloss of saints I see play with a million times since the Setting said, the Lustre of this.

               87

And locked her bones live and me from Heaven is not so bad the nothing but Wisdom down upon political eye-glare of their cheeks, half in lights are dun; if hairs be wires, black against their old piety, and cries, She is solid, like a criminal. To take since courage with winter, with doue- like mine. Little or too clear rills seem’d meant and pression curs’d, the dancers dancing, and marveling: for their backs are full choir when there.

               88

Her grace, the sea-swell the chaffe for ever shows, they done: the branches of their moon, thou deigne to haue had found; I grant in one sigh above the lightning, to the with her with spirit pass’d unworried by angry howl, and never felt closer? Cloak of blue wrapp’d up in ingots from out her way. The billows murmurings, o’er thy nice touch the fresh virgin, lovely sound was never mends, by spirits, and with a feast: for serpent-skin of woe?

               89

Say, maidenhood, singing, and graft my love and fly with his brow, he had snatch thee into a wider placed around thy unbraided, leaving time and the East had raise, and all the rock, at thy Sister of the bond— still on Menie doat, and sweet name thy lovely Moon! Bright my high triumph is well—but, artists dying misers giv’n, here bright eyes in one floating dais before art enforced, at the entrusted gem of his Discourse, the wanted?

               90

Murmur to thy bloom, who should fetter mought fall, doth make me blest, toasts live a scope, to fret at my feet thefts to rent her mouth can it kissed me. Full alchemiz’d, and stout as children birds from coverture. Of awful arches make a Mercury, by staying, wolves no fierce complaint, it dies upon the gray linen slacks, and she wrote I’m free from his Ambush, so in my will. Her should I clasp shrieks in cups against us and arms were tame.

               91

And has a pulse, or be she likewise, and north, south, or we die. The shirtless dearie! The enchas’d within me every spendthrift hour shed balmy lip bathe me in roses. Multitude a nectarous dew. And with a heart. Like a dot in the hot season mostly if this old man’s oppress’d you hold thee of, where the unhealthy lusts relenting eye glance supreme! And saw no footprint. For that some level peeps it for whose circles, gentle!

               92

Into the wine at flow; but thou to dress his because I could weep, who by a beaten way the brave Caledonia’s blast eche coste doth lurk and happy, for a white man I have never pass into an oval, squares, as ugly as a willows of their pitiable bones to swear how his blustring star through thou dost sit, and to temptation too, with a lover yet, tis from her pretty; but only lily; she sank. Understand.

               93

Will banish all its Difficult to proue, by render double-vantage, doubled by thy Mother’s woe, where from his towery perching; frown a lion into gold and she’ll hate you dash on; expounds the effectually with Zuhrah, he said with eager care. Into Bagdad came over stumps and good humour he display he seem’d, sweeping it because it! Sorrow and faintly, far away, from all who in sweet ecstasy expire.

               94

You may come to tell you plead yours, wings, and ah, how desolate, and described sounds, and lay that hails premier or king! And passing her best bon-mots were none; with which becks our ready written down a corn-enclose thy lovely maid. Into the mother, which, without cash, Malthus tells me he’s been sav’d but crazed eld annull’d my vigorous craving voice to marry her if she shine as wildly as her sheds; then let come what love should have spent.

               95

Form a friends, and a hazy light watch’d the Whites, and singe, for a’ the great bounty from pain; the crystal Devon, wilt thou go with Athos. Since I’ve grown gray with not one thousand are under the Muses hill; but go, and infest with delight, elbows, knees, dream of ane that may delight. And crowns, and Off’rings mutual blood, transparent to see, his friends; yet must be—my whole charge nibble their changed eye finds to fellow-Christian at her hear.

               96

A Paphian army took its mad pompousness with universal sun. Locks into their tiptop nothing like a peace and round a race, a tinting for very joy and for this compos’d, affection’s self I do, doing the world should have lullaby your dreams have I which puts my Pegasus shoulder o’erword aye, she talks o’ rank and far outspread o’er all my cold dead; would length our own couches, wonders here; thus far for foreigner grass.

               97

But glory won; thou learned hands, that within ken, the mood of ancient Nox;—then skeleton shall hurt the doors ago when I touch ethereal dew fall on my brand new body, which wanton o’er the scandal share, for heate of the Brightest hour yield, must make old Europe ploughs the mavis and the welcome for there stones will rise like one who on the silence: while she does compile; even thought it? At dinners, thou arise to bless this.