#Grape Growing Zones

[the-re-farmer]

Our 2024 Garden: grapes getting there, and a bit of a harvest

As part of my morning rounds today, I checked on the grapes, got a bit of a harvest, and did some watering, as we were expecting to get very warm today. View this post on Instagram A post shared by The Re-Farmer (@the.refarmer) The first picture above shows how dark some of the grapes are starting to get. There are still more green than purple grapes, but they are coming along! Though I’d…

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𝐵𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝒟𝒶𝓎

Various WBK boys x AFAB!reader (incl. Kiryuu, Kaji, Umemiya, Nirei, Sakura, Hiragi, Choji)

CW: cat-calling and objectification (none by the WBK boys), threats of violence (obvious)

𝑀𝓎 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝓌𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉𝓈…

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…𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒻𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉

𝒦𝒾𝓇𝓎𝓊𝓊 𝑀𝒾𝓈𝓉𝓊𝓀𝒾

Your suits were matching— the same shade of blue, your bikini top accompanied by a little, pink blow between your breasts. Your boyfriend had taken you out shopping before the group summer trip, pulling out his wallet to buy several matching outfits before you could protest. You’d learned rather quickly that protesting was useless.

You were accustomed to some stares— Sakura turned a shade of red only he could turn when you took off your bathing suit cover, and Suo had teased the poor kid relentlessly. Some other stares, Kiryuu was realizing, you were oblivious to. The Furin boys were respectful, teenage boys, sure, but respectful.

The random teenagers and men staring at your body, not so much. Kiryuu, however, wasn’t the least bit worried.

“Darling,” You looked up questioningly at your boyfriend, pausing where you were rubbing sunscreen onto your arms, “Let me get your back.”

You smiled at him, and despite how long you two had been together felt your own cheeks warm slightly. You finished your arms, turning to lay on your front on your towel. He was gentle, warming up the sunscreen before applying it to your back, all but massaging it into your skin.

“How did I get so lucky?” His voice was teasing, fingertips dancing under the bikini string.

“Mitsuki,” You scolded, and he laughed.

Relaxing in your towel, you didn’t see that Kiryuu’s gaze wasn’t on you. One of the groups near you were growing rowdy, one of them louder than the rest. He had heard their conversation, lewd remarks about your body. He was quick to move, staking his claim subtly as he massaged the sunscreen onto your back.

The one that had moved, most likely to ask for your number or give you a stupid pick up line, had made the mistake of making eye contact with Kiryuu. He wasn’t Suo, but he knew he was intimidating.

One palm was flat against your lower back, dancing dangerously close to being too low. You hummed quietly, unaware of the silent stare down happening behind you. Kiryuu raised an eyebrow, waiting for the stranger to make his decision.

He seemed to think, before breaking eye contact, face curling into a scowl, before he turned back to his group.

“Mitsuki?” He was quick to smile, the soft look he reserved just for you returned, “Can we go in the water now?”

“Whatever you want, darling.”

𝒦𝒶𝒿𝒾 𝑅𝑒𝓃

Kaji was starting to wish he had brought a whole pack of suckers, and based on the worried side eyes that were sent his way, he wasn’t alone on this. The only person who seemed oblivious to this, or just entirely too trusting, was you.

You, who was wearing one of the newest bikini sets you ordered from over states. You, who was hitting around an inflatable ball with some of his first years, laughing in the waves. You, who was drawing attention from way too many random guys around, loitering on their beach towels or wading in the water far too close.

He felt the familiar crunch of his current sucker, he was so zoned staring— glaring— that he didn’t realize until now it was a grape flavored one.

Gross.

He felt a tap on his shoulder, turning slightly to see Kusumi holding his screen towards him. It took a few seconds to see through the glare of the sun, but he finally saw the message.

you okay?

He could nod, could lie and say he’s fine— but this was Kusumi, bastard reads him almost as well as Hiragi. So instead he shrugged, rolling the candy stick in his mouth, already itching to grab another one.

His music was low, loud enough that the random chit chat didn’t make its way to him, but low enough that he could hear you or the others if he focused enough.

He was up on his feet in a flash, though, watching as a random volleyball splashed the water near you, far too close to have been a coincidence. Some random guy was waving, smile too big as he made his way over. He was all teeth, all but leering over you as you handed him his ball. You were being polite, but you were clearly trying to get him to leave.

Kusumi shot him a worried look, one that read somewhere between don’t make a scene and we’ll back you up if need be. In all honesty he was between those too.

But this was a trip, something fun for everyone, and if he swung first and started a beach brawl then the day would end early. So he instead made his way to the waters edge, the cool waves lapping at his feet as he watched.

You were trying to get back to whatever game you, Nirei and Kiryuu had been playing, and the man wasn’t taking the hint. Taking his headphones off, the loudness of the wind and waves crashed over him for a moment, before he regained his focus.

“Hey,” His voice was sharp, cutting through the one sided conversation easily.

You both turned, your face lighting up when you saw him, sweet voice calling out his name in excitement. You made your way out of the water towards him, and he briefly made eye contact with the two first years, sending a curt nod their way. They understood, backing off to their other friends.

“Can we go get ice cream?” You wrapped your arms around his bicep, pressing close to him.

In any other circumstance he’d have been rather flustered, you were pressed so close, he could feel the softness of your breasts, but he could also feel how fast your heart was hammering. He didn’t look down, eyes maintaining where they were staring down the unnamed man.

“Sure.”

The guy scoffed, arms crossing as if he were unimpressed by the display before him. Kaji cocked a brow, “Something the matter?”

He put his hands up, mock surrender, “No, nothing.” His tone was amused, as if goading Kaji to start something.

His fists were clenched at his side, jaw uncomfortably tense, and if the sucker had lasted any longer it definitely would have shattered.

The man seemed to grow uncomfortable, “Look dude, we were just chatting, alright? Nothing wrong with that.”

He just hummed in response, the noise low and unamused. You squeezed his arm gently, voice low, “Ren, it’s okay, I’m fine,” It took a second for him to look away, but when he glanced down at you, you smiled, small but genuine.

He stared for a moment, before sighing, “Yeah, whatever.”

You stepped away, gently tugging at his arm to follow you, and he moved, allowing you to maneuver him however you wanted. He didn’t spare another glance behind him, knowing full well that coward was going to go back to his group, spouting nonsense he could have easily knocked out of him.

You leaned your head against his shoulder, and as the rage died down in him, he felt the tips of his ears warm up, no doubt red now, “What?”

“Nothing,” You laughed quietly, “Just thankful I have my knight in shinning armor.”

He tisked, feigning annoyance at your statement. He’d never call himself a knight, that seemed too noble, too good.

“I’d kick his ass if he kept talking…”

You laughed louder this time, “I know. But I didn’t wanna let an asshole like that ruin our day.”

Not him, not Kaji ruin it by throwing a punch. He felt a bit of tension bleed out of him, your words simple but holding so much weight. The little ice cream parlor was near, and with you leaning against him, comfortable knowing that he’d protect you from unwanted advances, he felt more confident in his actions.

You trusted him to take care of not only himself, but you as well. To protect you should it come to that. And if you let him, gave him a sign, he’d beat anyone who even looked at you funny.

“Oh— should we get ice cream for the others?”

“Not unless they’re paying.”

𝒰𝓂𝑒𝓂𝒾𝓎𝒶 𝐻𝒶𝒿𝒾𝓂𝑒

The beach weekend getaway had been in the works for months at this rate, and Umemiya was rather proud of himself for how well it had gone so far. The beach wasn't too far from town, wasn't too crowded or boring, the weather was perfect.

Later in the evening, he, you, and a few others had ventured out, having found an arcade nearby, colorful neon lights pulling them all in. Everyone had grown rather excited, running around with coins and tickets, little prizes in hands.

He had won you a few trinkets, proudly handing you the stuffed animals, watching with delight as you held them delicately, naming them each, one by one.

Umemiya had offered to go get you a drink, watching from the counter as you moved over to skeeball, bringing Sakura with you as you attempted to teach him how to play. Though it looked more like you were working on preventing him from climbing the machine and just throwing the balls in at this rate.

“C’mon man, just wait for her to walk off.”

The conversation happening to his right caught his attention, they were loud, demanding of observation. He glanced them over, men near his age if not a bit older, laughing and talking. He brushed them off, gaze turning back to where you were laughing, Sakura’s face bright red as the ball rolled back down the slope.

“Wearing shorts like that, she’s asking for attention.”

His thoughts paused, processing what was said. One quick glance made him painfully aware that those men were staring in your direction.

“At this rate I say we just go over, that pipsqueak does look like he’d be able to do much.”

He set your drink down on the counter, not wanting to spill the liquid and make some poor worker clean up his mess. Walking over, he set a smile on his face, taught and forced. Leaning between the two of them, he wrapped his arms around their shoulders, “Yeah, she looks pretty great doesn’t she?”

The men jumped, clearly unaware that they had garnered an audience.

“What the hell man?”

He grinned, grip tightening slightly, “I got really lucky honestly, someone as beautiful as her being my girlfriend.”

One of the guys seemed to understand what was happening, face dropping, “Hey man— we were just joking.”

“Oh?” He raised an eyebrow, “So you don’t think my girlfriend’s beautiful?”

The guy laughed nervously, glancing towards his buddy, who seemed to be opting to stay silent, “Look man, no need to get worked up, okay?”

He smiled, eyes narrowing as he forced a laugh, “Oh don’t worry, I’m not worked up,” He pulled the two closer, “But I would advise you to leave, and keep your mouths shut as you go, yeah?”

Sakura was adding coin after coin, determined to get more points each time, and you wondered if you maybe created a monster, watching as he rolled the ball with too much force.

A loud slam from near the front of the arcade startled you, and you jumped, curiosity making you turn to look, but as you did you bumped into a chest, looking up to see Umemeiya, smiling down at you.

“Got you your drink!” You smiled back, thanking him for the soda, Sakura too caught up in his own competition to notice the new comer.

“What took you so long?” You looked towards the counter, “Oh! What happened?”

There was a wet floor sign, a small pile of damp paper towels on the counter and floor. Ume smiled at you, “Just some guys got startled by something and spilled their drinks. I was helping the worker clean up, and the two ran off.”

That must have been the loud noise, no doubt they were about to get into some type of trouble for their mishap and fled. You nodded, leaning back into his chest, happily sipping your drink.

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…𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝐼’𝓂 𝓈𝒸𝒶𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝒽𝑒𝓇

𝒩𝒾𝓇𝑒𝒾 𝒜𝓀𝒾𝒽𝒾𝓀𝑜

Nirei made sure to pack a bathing suit cover-up for you. He didn't entirely think you needed one, but in case it got breezy or you got sleepy he wanted to make sure he had one handy.

He didn’t have the heart to say he brought it, also, in case someone made you uncomfortable. He trusted his friends and his classmates, but he also knew how strangers could act.

Especially towards a pretty girl at the beach!

He doubts that if a random passer-byer started hitting on you his pill bug technique would come in handy, and he can’t justify allowing any of his classmates throw punches on behalf of his girlfriend.

Well, unless you asked or needed of course. He’d do anything in his realm of possibilities if you asked, and even a few out of it.

“Hiko?” He turned, almost jumping as you drew him from his own thoughts, a gentle smile on your face.

You held out a bottle of water to him, “Umemiya’s handing them out, says to stay hydrated.”

He took it happily, feeling content as you moved to sit next to him, sipping your own water, body relaxed.

“Oh! Kiryuu brought some kites,” He loved watching your eyes light up when you got excited, and he felt himself turn warm, both in his cheeks and his chest, “I thought we could snag one and go fly it later?”

He nodded enthusiastically, “Yeah! The wind seems perfect for that.”

You grinned, agreeing, turning the conversation to chat about other things. As the two of you talked, watching your friends run around and swim, and he took out of his notebooks, jotting down notes and doodles as he observed his classmates.

You glanced over occasionally, curious as to what he was deeming important enough to write in this moment, but kept talking.

“Hey!”

The two of you kept talking, unaware that the yelling being directed at you before, “Hey!”

You jumped, a light dust of sand hitting your legs, both of you looking up to see another random group, a guy and two girls standing near you all. You raised an eyebrow, and Nirei swallowed nervously.

“Can we help you?”

The guy grinned, though it looked more like a leer, while the girls seemed to roll their eyes, hanging behind him, “I was just wondering if you wanted to join us, cutie. Have a fun time instead of sitting here like a loser.”

You felt annoyance flare up in your chest, face dropping as you rolled your eyes, “No.”

The guy laughed, clearly caught off by your response, “C’mon, I promise you I can show you a better time.”

“And I said no, now please, go away.”

His grin faded, looking more annoyed than he had before, though he seemed like he wanted to play it off, “Look, I’m being nice here, there’s no need to be a bitch.”

Nirei glared at him, hot anger licking at his chest, ready to stand up and yell at him, defend you against this asshole.

“You haven’t seen me be a bitch yet,” You replied, sounding bored of the conversation, relaxing back, leaning on your palms, “Like I said. Leave.”

The girls looked torn between laughing at the man’s plight and sneering down at you, and the guy’s face was turning red.

He clicked his tongue, “You can stay here then, enjoying your time with your loser boyfriend. But remember—”

He was cut off, you standing up like a flash, fist flying towards the guys nose, a satisfying crack sounding as he reared back, shouting in pain.

Your punch wasn’t enough to break his nose, and Nirei hated that he was disappointed by that, but there was a steady, thin stream of blood trickling from one nostril.

“What the fuck?”

“I was being nice before,” You snapped, “Now I’m telling you to fuck off.”

The guy sneered at you, though it looked rather pathetic as he cupped his nose, swears and curses falling from his lips, tripping over the sand and his own feet as he walked back to where ever he wandered from, the two girls sending you a shocked look before going after him.

You sat back down, rubbing your knuckles and smiling at Nirei sweetly, as if you hadn’t just punched someone in the face.

“Do you wanna go see about the kite now?”

𝒮𝒶𝓀𝓊𝓇𝒶 𝐻𝒶𝓇𝓊𝓀𝒶

Your boyfriend had yet to look at you for more than two seconds. At this rate, it was rather adorable how his face burned red, eyes flittering everywhere but you. You knew your bathing suit would illicit this reaction, one reason you had told him you'd rather meet up at the beach than walk with him and his friends.

Suo had teased your blushing boyfriend a bit before bidding you both a gentle wave, and wandering off with Nirei, leaving the two of you under an umbrella on the sand.

You were applying sunscreen to your arms, debating whether or not you should forcefully apply some to your boyfriend, knowing full well that he didn’t apply nearly enough, or teasing him.

You studied his profile for a moment, the blush hadn’t died down yet. Though, that could be because of the sun, you mused. He seemed to notice your staring, however, and the red intensified.

Ah, still blushing. Cute.

“Haruka,” Your voice was light, singing his name softly, and he tensed, sending you a quick side eye, “You should apply more sunscreen.”

“Huh? I already applied some!” He grew defensive, turning to glare at the bottle in your hand.

You sighed, though a small smile grew on your face, “Not nearly enough.”

“You saying I’m weak?”

You blinked at him, trying to reel in a laugh, lest he think you’re laughing at him, “Love,” He stammered at the pet name, “No one’s tougher than the sun. Or UV rays. Put more on.”

You squeezed some more into your palm, before handing the bottle over to him. You moved, applying more to your arms, as he stared at the bottle, looking between it and you.

“Now.”

He swore quietly, but uncapped the bottle, applying it with the same ferocity as a grumpy toddler. The comparison made you giggle, and you moved to apply the leftover sunscreen on your legs.

He paused in his actions, unbeknownst to you, watching you with intense rapt. You were humming quietly to yourself, some kitschy pop song. He glanced over you, noticing one guy having turned, staring at your legs, unblinking.

He felt himself grow rather… angry? Frustrated, maybe. Why was that guy staring? His silence and stillness drew your attention, and you looked at him, trying to follow his gaze. You made eye contact with the stranger, and he winked, shamelessly.

Rolling your eyes, your lips curled into a disgusted sneer, “Pervert.”

“I’ll kick his ass.”

You hummed again, amused at your boyfriend’s automatic protective nature, “No, you won’t.”

“Wha,” He turned to look at you, incredulously, “He’s— he’s just staring at you! And he winked at you!”

“And I have absolutely no interest in him, or his stupid wink,” You mimicked the way came out of his mouth like it was a swear.

“It’s cause of your bathing suit!”

You blinked at him, voice dropping rather dangerously, “Pardon?”

He seemed to realize he said something wrong, though you doubt he knew exactly what it was he said that was wrong. You couldn’t blame him entirely, his knowledge of relationships was still very limited, and you knew this.

“I just—” He stammered, mouth fluttering open and shut, trying to find what to say, “You look— and he’s staring because— it’s,” He motioned to your body, and you raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to come to his own conclusion, “You look too good!”

You couldn’t cover the snort that escaped, trying not to laugh at your boyfriend’s worries. He glared at you, offended by the noise.

“They can stare all they want because I,” You took his hand into yours, enjoying how his frustration faded at the drop of a hat, face immediately reddening once more, “Am at the beach with my adorable boyfriend. Besides, if he tries anything I don’t need you to kick his ass for me, I can do that myself.”

Face still red, he turned away, facing the waves, voice a bit quieter as he spoke, “You’re not a fighter.”

“I don’t have to be a fighter to crack a bottle of ramune over his head,” To prove your point you reached over him, hiding your amusement as he yelped, grabbing a bottle and working it open, “Not many people can bounce back from that.”

You took a sip, maintaining eye contact with Sakura, his cheeks still red, but his eyes widened. It was silent between you two for a moment before—

“Jesus, okay. You can defend yourself.” You smiled, shifting to cuddle closer to him, allowing him a moment to gather his bearings as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders in response, muttering something that vaguely sounded like scary under his breath.

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…𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒶 𝒽𝑜𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝓀𝓃𝑒𝓌 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓌𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒹𝒶𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔

𝐻𝒾𝓇𝒶𝑔𝒾 𝒯𝑜𝓂𝒶

There were times when Hiragi wondered if you were an angel sent to him, or another demon sent his way. This was one of the times where he thought that you may be a demon, though you were as pretty as an angel. He wishes he had packed more of his gaskun10.

"Hiragi," Your voice was light as you called out to him, a small pout on your lips as you held your hand out, "You promised me a board-walk trip."

Despite the previous feeling, he smiled, standing up and brushing sand off of his shorts, wandering your way, "I did, didn't I?"

You grinned up at him, squeezing his hand once he placed it in yours, all but leading him away from the group, prattling on about the different pop-up shops that had appeared this summer you wanted to check out.

Your excitement had you distracted, torn between talking to Hiragi and looking at your shirtless boyfriend, admiring him in the summer light. He understood, not teasing you on your staring for once, listening with half an ear as he, too, was distracted by your beach outfit. You had gone out shopping with Kotoha and Tsubaki, and elected on surprising you with your pick.

He wasn't, however, too distracted to note the looks being sent your way. You were a pretty girl; beautiful, perfect, in his eyes, and he knew he wasn't the only one who shared this sentiment. Several guys were staring as you two walked, eyes trailing up from top to bottom, before flickering over to him. He was glad none were stupid enough to step forward, he'd rather not cause a scene at the beach.

There were also, surprising to him, a few girls staring, well he should say glaring your way. He could see the judgment stemming off of them from miles away, looking between the both of you with disdain. It made him click his tongue, annoyed with the vastly different responses being sent your way.

You sensed the small shift in his mood, eyebrows furrowing as you paused your rambling to study him, "Everything okay?"

He looked down at you, "You just look stunning."

Giggling, you turned your attention forward once more, "I'm well aware of that."

His eye roll was nothing short of affectionate, no snark or annoyance in his expression as you two continued walking.

“You’re also ridiculous,” He added, and you threw your head back and laughed.

“That I am also well aware of,” You grinned, and he was once again reminded of the demon analogy, “But you love me.”

He sighed, “I do,” Probably too much to be healthy, but that was neither here nor there.

In all honesty, he was rather used to onlookers, well, looking. You were always loud in your own way, drawing attention and awe where ever you went. It was one reason you and Tsubakino got along as well as you did.

It didn’t help the level of stress he felt, wanting nothing more than to shield your body or fight those looking at you, but he knew you wouldn’t want that. Unless absolutely necessary, but more often than not his presence kept those situations away.

“Come on,” You stood on your tip toes, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek, “Let’s go get some snacks!”

𝒞𝒽𝑜𝒿𝒾 𝒯𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓎𝒶𝓂𝒶

"Hey! Hey! You put sunscreen on right? Kame-chan kept bugging me about it so I thought to make sure you put some on!"

You blinked your eyes open, peering up at your boyfriend, hair soaked and plastered against his head from where he had been all but running through the waves. Smiling, you sat up, moving your sunglasses on top of your head.

"Yes Choji, I've got sunscreen on," You saw Togame floating in the water a few yards away, relaxing in the waves, "I'm glad Togame made sure you re-applied yours."

He pouted at your words, "He got sand stuck on my face because of it."

His childlike annoyance had you laughing, and he brightened at the sound, moving to grab your hand, working to drag you up onto your feet.

"C'mon! Let's get in the water!"

You allowed yourself to be pulled up, his energy contagious, "You were just in the water," Your argument held no real bite, letting your overzealous boyfriend drag you to the waves.

"But not with you!"

Your feet hit the water, and you shrieked at the sudden coldness lapping against you. He laughed at your response, turning to run full speed towards Togame, splashing his relaxing friend with a face full of water.

You rolled your eyes, slowly going further into the water, getting used to the coolness against your skin. Choji swam around you and Togame, going back and forth between splashing you lightly and seeming like he was trying to drown his friend. Togame was fighting back, laughing while dunking your boyfriend under the water.

There were some fish swimming around, little things flitting between the people, and you watched, relaxing in the water as Choji swam after them. Togame wadded over, and the two of you started talking, light conversation as Choji swam a bit away, closer to another group that was hanging out nearby.

The fish had all gotten away, and he decided to float for a bit, facing the sun with a relaxed smile on his face. That was until he heard the conversation from the people near.

"Seriously, I'd never let my girl in public like that. She should be covered up."

"Doesn't she know all she's gonna do is draw attention to herself?"

There was some mumbling, a few choice words being passed around, and the once relaxing float was less so now. He moved, eyes narrowing at the group, ready to open his mouth or throw a fist, when he heard you calling his name, you and Kame waving him back over.

He debated for a moment, what would be more important, before deciding that these guys were just idiots. And you all were having such a good time, he could fight them later. So he swam back over, launching himself at you once he was close enough. You caught him, as you always did.

He began peppering your face with kisses, ignoring the joking eye-roll Kame sent their way.

"You look amazing, you know this right?"

You giggled at his antics, pushing his face away softly, "Yes, you've told me a hundred times in the past few hours."

He huffed, "You're the prettiest girl at this beach! In this whole town! You always look so amazing!"

His fluttering kisses tickled lightly, and you were giggling uncontrollably, trying to stop him like you would an over excited puppy. He finally moved back, still floating close to you, smiling wide.

“What was that about?”

His head tilted, looking like a confused puppy to you, when in reality he was debating whether or not to tell you what he overheard.

If you were upset or hurt or offended he’d turn around in a heart beat, fists at the ready. He’d finish them all off quickly, wash their blood from his fists in the water, the salt may sting, but it’d be worth it.

But he thought on it, something Ume-chan told him he should practice, and came to the conclusion that you’d more than likely roll your eyes and laugh. You often did whenever snide comments made their way to you, even way before you two were dating.

You dressed how you liked, and no one’s comments seemed to affect you. You were happy with your outfits, and often said, “That’s all that matters,” with that sweet smile of yours.

So he just smiled, eyes closing as he grinned, “I just love you!”

A/N: I am not a fan! Of how I wrote some of these! >.< So sorry! I have never written for some of these characters and I worry it shows! ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ˡᵒⁿᵍᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ ᴵ'ᵐ ˢᵒ ˢᵒʳʳʸ ALSO I CUT SOME CHARACTERS OUT! I RAN OUT OF IDEAS AND DIDN’T KNOW HOW TO WRITE SOME OF THEM! I’M SO SORRY!

[struwberrii]

Hello, I like your haikyu headcanons and was wondering if you could do tendou headcanons?:)

tendou headcanons ₊˚⊹♡

thank u for the request!! i feel like tendou doesn’t get a lot of love nowadays so this one is for all the tendou fans (•̀ᴗ•́ )و

he def just makes up songs randomly and sings them for you (usually just to make you laugh)

his shoes usually aren’t tied and he never noticed until someone points it out

imagine tendou with a snaggletooth (i saw someone on tiktok say this and CANNOT STOP THINKING ABT IT it so cute)

constantly does impersonations of characters (he’s actually kind of decent)

little trinket collector

chronically picks at his lips and always ends up bleeding

also picks at his nails/fingers

always celebrates your small little wins with you (yaaayyyy!!)

always comes up with silly games to play when you guys are bored

randomly drops lore on you

makes scary faces at kids if they’re staring for too long

i feel like he’d lowkey listen to tommy heavenly6

hates calling during the day but will have a full convo with you through voice messages

does not let anyone pick on you AT ALL like he’ll get super protective and use his ‘scary’ looks to his advantage to freak people out

encourages you to step out of your comfort zone and try new things

some days social anxiety is scared of him, then the next day he’s too anxious to even go outside

constantly begging you to let him do your makeup even if you don’t wear it (he botched you)

but he still gets insecure sometimes and needs to hear praises and reassurance

let’s you style/cut his hair for him

probably had a random pet growing up, like he found a frog or turtle outside and kept it as a pet

draws on his arms and legs when he gets bored

always scares you, like he waits around the corner for you then jumps out and scares you

has a HUGE sweet tooth

i feel like he would have a really bad memory but keeps all important dates written down, don’t ask him what he ate for dinner because he doesn’t remember

sits in the shower

playful teasing as a love language

watches mukbang videos while he eats

genuinely has a hard time voicing how he feels about people so he uses humor to mask his emotions and now nobody takes him seriously

shockingly the best guy to go to when you need to cheer up, and not because he’d make you laugh but he just knows what to say?? if that makes sense

like he tells you what he wishes someone told him when he was in middle school

always makes sure nobody is left out in a group activity

has the craziest diet, like i feel like he’d eat like a toddler

average tendou meal consists of a yoohoo chocolate milk, a pizza lunchable and a handful of grapes and that’s enough to hold him over for the day

sports garfield pajama pants ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

i feel like he’d also listen to alice in chains

but i also feel like he’d listen to gorillaz

his knees are always bruised (prob from volleyball)

has an impressive figure collection of his favorite manga character :3

sorry guys this is like 30% me projecting 70% tendou hcs 😭

[buckysgrace]

1. My Kink is Karma

Broken Hearts Club Steve Harrington x fem!Reader

Your friend convinces you to join her grand plan. Steve is surprised about your advances.

Dividers by @strangergraphics :)

The air was hot and muggy. Humid. It was so humid that the back of your neck was wet, leaving the strands of hair against your skin wet. The sun was even more miserable, beating down against your skin as you roughly pumped your feet against the pedals. You were almost there. 

You had no car, well not anymore. Patty had begged and pleaded with you to take one spin in it behind the wheel, which you eventually agreed to against your better judgment. Your car was currently busted up in a junkyard and you were spending the summer paying for the damage your friend had done. Not that it was truly her fault, you were the one that let her behind the wheel.

You shoved your bike into the rack, almost not caring enough to lock it up. But you did despite your legs and arms crying in protest. At least you had a bike, if you lost this you’d end up having to walk. Your grandparents had been very clear of what they expected from you after your mistake. It was fair. 

Orange Julius wasn’t that bad of a job, a bit boring; but you really wished you were walking around and shopping like the rest of your peers. Instead you were stuck behind a counter, gowned in an ugly orange apron and an orange cap to keep your hair out of the food and drinks. It was better than the hairnet you supposed.

And it was certainly better than the terrible Scoops Ahoy! Uniforms that you had the unlucky pleasure of viewing every day. The store was directly across from yours, such a great view when you zoned out. Patty certainly thought so.

“Look at him in his dumb uniform,” She commented as she loudly sipped from her drink, her second free one that you had gifted her, “How many girls do you think have rejected him today?” She questioned you, looking more than gleeful as she stared towards the large glass windows into the ice cream store. 

“Don’t know,” You told her as you shrugged your shoulders, working on getting the drinks ready for the couple that was waiting, “Maybe a few.” You added, trying to appear as interested in the conversation as she was. In all honesty, you were growing tired of the mockery of Steve. It felt like old news. You didn’t understand why she kept obsessing over it. 

Steve was a hard topic for you to discuss, to even think about. You had known him far before he had dated Patty and left her heart in a pile of broken pieces. Back before he ever cared about popularity and gaining the title of King Steve.

Your memories of Steve came with dirty, scraped knees and popsicle stained lips. Of playing popcorn on your trampoline and him teaching you how to dive into the deep side of his pool. It was catching fireflies and having your gran paint your faces on your birthdays. You were fond of them all.

Then high school rolled around and things changed. The two of you drifted apart and soon your gran had an overstock of grape popsicles in her freezer. Those had always been his favorite. 

Things didn’t end on bad terms though, so you supposed you were grateful for that. You still occasionally exchanged pleasantries and small conversations. The last time you’d actually interacted with him had been at your graduation party. Patty had thrown a fit, even though you’d been in the dark about him coming over. But your grandparents loved him.

“You know what would be really funny?” Patty asked you as she hopped up on the side of the counter, leaving one of your coworkers to grumble about it. You smiled sheepishly, sure that they were all annoyed with her hanging around. “What?” You asked as you quickly smiled towards the customers as you handed off their drinks to them. You happily accepted the leftover coins as your tip, happy for anything that would help with your car situation. 

“If you went on a date with him.” Patty’s sentence surprised you as you snapped your head towards her, watching the way her pouty lips had turned up into a smirk. 

“Me?” You looked at her in disbelief, eyebrows crinkling together as your eyes widened, “Are you joking?” You asked her seriously as you hesitantly approached, sure that she had to be pulling your leg. Go out with Steve? The same ex she hadn’t been able to get over? You were positive you heard her wrong. 

“I’m being serious,” She grinned as she leaned over the counter, her green eyes sparkling with mischief, “Can you imagine how upset he’d be when you dump him?” She laughed at the thought, looking a little too gleeful for comfort. 

“Exactly why I’m not doing that.” You told her quickly as you shook your head. What Steve had done to her was shitty, but you were not a heartbreaker. You hadn’t ever broken up with anyone either, nor had you been in a serious enough relationship to pull off the act. 

“Why not?” She whined as she reached for your hands, “It would be the perfect revenge.” She added as she squeezed at your fingers. You looked at her oddly, wondering where she had gotten the impression that you were like that. This summer was supposed to be about working off your mistake, not about cozying up to Steve Harrington. 

“I don’t like Steve like that.” You dismissed her as you wrinkled your nose up. You’d never liked him like that. It irritated you to no end to hear about the girls in your classes talking about their romantic encounters with him. It had been unbearable during his brief stunt with Patty. You were secretly glad when it ended, not that you would ever tell her that. 

“You don’t have to,” She said as she shook her head, her blonde curls flying about, “You just have to make him like you.” She drew out more playfully as her grip around your fingers only tightened. 

“No,” You replied sternly as you pulled your hands away, “We used-,”

“To be friends, I know,” She finished for you, “But then he ditched you Freshman year for all of those cool people.” She waved her hand like it was no big deal, but you still felt the dull ache in your chest. But you were going to college, none of that mattered anymore. 

“Thanks.” You replied dryly as you shook your head, glancing back over towards the ice cream store. From this angle you could see Steve talking dramatically with his hands as Robin held up some sort of board in his direction. 

“You’re a nerd, but I love you,” She replied eagerly as she nodded her head, “See, it works out perfectly. You can get your own revenge too.” She laid it all out for you simply, as if it wasn’t a tricky task. It was all sort of bizarre to you. 

“I don’t want revenge,” You told her with a laugh, “That was years ago. I don’t care anymore. I’m going to college soon and forgetting about this dumb town.” That was if you could pay off your destroyed car. And get a new one. 

“You should do it for me anyways.” She whined as she bounced on the tips of her toes and smacked her palms against the counter, like she was a small child. You grumbled in response. 

“Why?” You asked her seriously as you rested your hand on your hip while you leaned on the counter. She rested her chin on her hands, pouting out her bottom lip as she fluttered her eyelashes up at you. 

“Because I’m your best friend. Maybe your only friend,” She added quickly, “And you owe me.” She added in a strict manner, narrowing her eyes slightly as if she was recalling a memory. You laughed. 

“What exactly do I owe you for?” You asked her seriously as you cocked your eyebrows, a little amused at the tantrum she was throwing. It wasn’t like you weren’t used to it. 

“You failed to tell me that Steve was such a heartbreaker.” She pointed at you, like it was all somehow your fault. You blinked slowly, knowing that she’d have to do better than that. You had told her many times that it wasn’t a good idea. 

“Everyone knew about that,” You responded with a laugh, “Nice try though.” You told her as you grabbed a spray bottle and began to wipe off the counter, purposely so she could move her elbows away. 

“Please,” She tried again as she pouted her lips out, “You know what he put me through, don’t you think he deserves a taste of his own medicine?” She asked you seriously, sounding more frustrated this time around. 

“I think that’s happening right now,” You responded as you crinkled your nose up, clearly able to hear him talking loudly to the group of girls that had just walked into the ice cream store, “Besides, he’d get suspicious. We’ve never been like that.” You couldn’t imagine being romantic with Steve or pretending to date him. It was outrageous. 

“We could cook up a cute story,” Patty declared, “You’ve been in love with him since you were little; he’s your childhood crush. Oh he’d fall for it.” She nodded her head, eyes still gleaming as she continued to plot out her awful plan. 

“He would not.” Lies. He definitely would. Being a hopeless romantic certainly fit Steve, even if he left behind shattered pieces of hearts in his path. 

“You go on a few dates,” She continued, “Just a few. Enough to make him like you. LIke really like you. You make him feel like he’s getting his groove back, that he can be happy and then you just dump him.” She smacked her hands against your wet counter, smiling wide as she squealed a second later. 

“Oh my God.” You groaned as you covered your face with your hands, feeling like she wasn’t listening to you. She was too much sometimes. 

“Just do this one little thing for me,” She whined dramatically again, “Please. Why won’t you do it for me? Your best friend?” She questioned you as you felt yourself huff all over again. It was ridiculous, that was why. 

“Just to be clear,” You started as you held your hands up in surrender and shut your eyes, “You want me to pretend to date your ex, be all sweet and romantic with him and then break up with him?” You asked her, being sure that you had the points correct. 

“Yes.”

“Alright,” You huffed as you drifted your eyes up towards the ceiling, wondering if anyone could hear your inner pleas, “You’re sick, demented. A terrible person.” You told her seriously, trying to recall why you had become friends in the first place. 

“I love you too,” She cooed as she leaned forward to kiss your forehead, “I’ll start looking for something cute for your first date.” She replied cheerily as she walked away, blowing you a kiss as she left. 

“Patty!” You shouted, eyes wide in disbelief, “I’m not doing it!”

You were true to your word, but that didn’t mean that Patty was happy with it. Her tantrum grew into dark, gloomy clouds and lightning flashes as she took to ignoring you in her usual manner. She did this every so often, making a point to show you that she wouldn’t speak to you again until you did whatever she wanted. You weren’t going to budge this time. 

“Where’s your friend?” The voice startled you, shaking you away from your thoughts as you munched on a carton of fries that were growing increasingly cold as your lunch break went on. You looked up curiously, almost dropping the fry from your mouth. 

“Steve?” You asked, sure that you were dreaming for just a moment. Of course it would be your luck to have him bump into you after your event with Patty. He did look dorky in his little uniform, but you’d noticed that he’d taken off his hat. 

“Yeah,” He said slowly, looking over his shoulder as if there was someone behind him, “That’s me. Why are you sitting alone?” He asked as he pointed his finger down to the free seat, like he was asking for an invitation to join you. You shrugged your shoulders. 

“Why do you care?” You asked him, not meaning for your tone to come out so snarky. But it was true. It wasn’t like he asked about you any other day. 

“I don’t,” He said at last, “Well sort of. You look like a bum.” He said at last, making your jaw drop as you stared up at him. You shifted, unable to help that your shirt was an ugly color and apron clutched so tightly to you. Perhaps you hadn’t cleaned up too well after the bike ride here either. Great. Just great. 

“This is my work uniform,” You huffed out, “I can’t control how it looks.” You replied defensively as you tried to straighten your clothes out, wondering why he was coming over to pick at you. Perhaps he thought you were an easy target like the kids in high school. 

“No,” He said as he furrowed his eyebrows together, “You look sad.” He declared with a nod of your head, leaving you just as confused as what he looked. 

“Bummed,” You corrected as you shook your head once you came to the right conclusion, “I think you mean that I look bummed.” You told him, blinking your eyes slowly as you laughed in response. 

“Yeah, that,” He replied as he rubbed the back of his neck, “Are you?” He asked you slowly, making you wonder once again why he even cared. You watched as he swung the chair around and straddled it, sitting across from you.

“I guess a bit,” You hummed as you ate another fry, eyes narrowing as he reached across and took a handful to shove into his mouth, “I think Patty dumped me.” You said with a shrug of your shoulders, feeling like there was no point in denying it.

“She’s a -,” He stalled for a moment, “She’s pretty nasty.” He decided on at last, as if that made it any better. You tilted your head, unsure of why he would stick that label on her. He wasn’t any better and was certainly a cheater amongst other things. 

“Uh huh,” You drew out slowly, “Is there a reason you came over here or?” You asked curiously as you raised your eyebrows, trying to gain knowledge of what he wanted from you. It was fairly suspicious that he had decided to speak to you now after your former conversation with Patty. 

“Just wanted to check in on you.” He said with a shrug of his shoulders, his tone softer as he drifted his brown eyes towards you. You felt your stomach clench in surprise before you quickly glanced away, unable to hold his gaze for very long. 

“I’m fine, Steve,” You replied tiredly as you pulled a tight smile onto your lips, “Does this look like a smile of a bum?” You asked him, unable to help yourself as a giggle burst free from your lips. It was silly, pleasant. Like it used to be. 

“Ha,” He replied dryly but smiled all the same, “I see why you got dumped.” He told you as he jerked his chin towards you, making a frown form on your lips. You supposed you shouldn’t feel so sensitive towards the manner, but you were fairly hurt over everything. Patty had been your only real friend for the longest time. It was shitty.

You sighed as you scooted your chair back, earning a confused look from Steve before you gathered up all of your trash. You dramatically tossed it into the bin before you turned on your heel, not letting him have the satisfaction of seeing you all upset. 

“I was kidding,” Steve shouted after you, stumbling over his chair as you headed back towards your store, “You know, just a joke!” You ignored him, not bothering to face his way before you flipped him off. 

“What’s this?” You asked as you held your back over your shoulder, resting a hand on your hip as you looked at the image in front of you. The mall was long closed and you had taken your time to get the store locked up and ready for tomorrow. 

Steve had a pitiful grin as he stood in front of you, a bowl filled with ice cream resting in his palms. You tilted your head, noticing the bananas and extra cherries. His hat was resting awkwardly on the side of his head, his hair sticking in different directions as if he’d messed with it for too long.

“I feel like a dick,” He said at last, “I really was just trying to check on you. Here. You can have this.” He pushed it out towards you, nearly dropping it on you before you caught it upright. He moved his hands towards you to balance it, his slender fingers brushing against your now warm skin. 

“Thanks,” You replied with a laugh, “I don’t think I can eat this on my bike though.” You told him seriously as you looked down at the messy toppings, almost as if a child had set it up. He had never been the artistic type. 

“We could share it here.” He suggested with a shrug of his lips, frowning his lips out softly like he wasn’t quite sure what you’d suggest. You placed the bowl down on the table before you rested your hand on your hip, thinking over his suggestion. 

“Are you asking me out?” You questioned with a cocked eyebrow. Bold. It was far too bold for you. He must’ve thought the same as he snapped his head towards you so quickly that his head almost toppled off of his head. 

“I-,” His lips stopped moving for a moment, his cheeks turning a bright red as his brown eyes widened in shock, “No. I mean. Yes. I uh, if you want it to be? No. I’m asking you out. Yes.” He furrowed his eyebrows tightly together, looking as confused as you felt for a moment. You laughed, trying to ignore the way your heart fluttered in your chest. It was sort of cute. Just sort of. 

“Real smooth, Harrington,” You responded as you pulled a chair out, “You’ve always had a way with words.” You teased him as you sat down, mirroring the way he’d found you earlier. He snorted as he pressed a hand through his messy hair. You watched, wondering if it had grown lighter from the summer sun. 

“I do,” He replied more confidently as he took the spot across from you, “I just wasn’t expecting you to ask me.” He said as he pointed the spoon towards you, then back to himself. You rolled your eyes as you stole the spoon from his fingers.

“Is that a problem?” You questioned as you took a large scoop from the ice cream, securing a piece of banana before you munched down on it. He watched you for a moment before he stole the spoon from you to take a bite of his own. At least neither of you cared about germs anymore.

“No,” He said as a cheesy smile pulled onto his lips, “I always knew you were into me.” His revelation shocked you, making your jaw drop in surprise.

“I was not,” You squeaked out, completely forgetting what Patty wanted you to say, “I bet you were the one that was into me.” You teased him back as you took another bite, then another just to spite him. 

He chewed on his bottom lip as he watched you, eyes warm and filled with amusement. He softened though, his features relaxing into something you deemed as being vulnerable before he adjusted in his seat.

“A bit,” He admitted, leaving you stunned as you pressed your lips together. You could feel your pulse racing, the butterflies forming in your stomach from his words. That was certainly a surprise. You never picked up any of those feelings from him, “I always thought you were pretty.” 

You felt a warm feeling grow inside of your chest, your heart thumping as you tried to comprehend his compliment. You parted your lips, your positions quickly changing as you suddenly couldn’t find the words to say.

“Oh,” You watched as he licked the bottom of the spoon clean, your knees twitching together, “I didn’t know.” You said at last, unsure of what else you could say. You felt guilty suddenly, even though you weren’t technically doing anything wrong. Not yet. He could totally be messing with you at this point. 

“You still live in the same place,” He stated, but then quickly coughed as he spoke again, “Right?” He flushed once again, a soft smile pressing onto his lips. He reminded you of the boy you once knew.

“Born and raised,” You told him in agreement, “I don’t suppose you’d invite me to go swimming?” You questioned, deciding that you might as well go ahead and take the lead. He laughed.

“We could do that,” He nodded his head in agreement, “Tomorrow. It’s a date.” 

[rottenpumpkin13]

What are the nighttime routines for any characters you want?

Genesis:

• Take a shower, singing and practicing his award acceptance speeches.

• Do his extensive skincare routine.

• Get dressed. Put on silk pajamas. Realize he feels ridiculous and it's not like he has anyone to dress up for. Put on old Loveless T-shirt and pyjama pants instead.

• Try to have a bedtime snack.

• Have some grapes. Feel disgusted that the grapes aren't fresh and remind himself to order grapes from the good, expensive supermarket next time.

• Pour himself some wine and pick out a book.

• Briefly glance at his phone and wonder if Angeal and Sephiroth are still awake. Decide he shouldn't bother them.

• Spent the next 2 hours reading until he finally drifts off to sleep with the book on his face.

Sephiroth:

• Take a bath.

• Have an existential crisis in said bath.

• Zone out.

• Nearly drown.

• Wash hair.

• Finish two hours later.

• Try to have a bedtime snack.

• Have some grapes. Lament that the grapes aren't fresh. Feel existential dread creep in as he realizes he could have fresh grapes if he lived anywhere other than Midgar, but unfortunately, he works for Shinra.

• Turn on air purifier. Crawl into bed. feel discomfort. Crawl out of bed. Grab giant stuffed moogle Genesis gave gim as a gag gift but he sleeps with it sometimes. Try to sleep.

• Wonder if he should text Angeal and Genesis. No, they're probably asleep.

• Fail. Lie awake for two hours wallowing in existential dread, remembering memories that cannot be changed and the faces of people he couldn't save.

• Cover his head with a pillow and try to sleep.

• Wake up three minutes later.

• Realize he got 0 sleep and has a full day of work.

Angeal:

• Take a shower and spend wayy too long under the hot water.

• Shave and briefly entertain the idea of growing a mustache.

• Water his plants.

• Check his phone to see if Genesis and Sephiroth sent him anything. Nothing. They must be asleep.

• Start to cook but realize it's pointless to cook for one person. He has some grapes instead.

• Realize the grapes aren't fresh, but they're still edible. Have flashbacks to nights he went to bed hungry as a child. Feel so guilty he finishes all the grapes.

• Check his phone again because sometimes Sephiroth texts him when he can't sleep. Nothing.

• Turn on the TV and continue watching whatever show he's currently interested in.

• Fall asleep with the TV on.

[d1onysusw1n3]

Luke castellan -

daughter of Dionysus pt 2.

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Tw: lil bit of spice, alcohol bc well Dionysus, Astrope,Luke,Jake,And Amy are all 18+

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You know, I'm one of the most powerful people in the world, and yes I said one, Just above straight Men and Old white ladies with that one ugly side pixie cut, I'm a demigod, and a damn powerful one too. I believe everyone has morals, Sometimes I don't necessarily follow mine, but A for Effort. Anyways this all started when me and my stupid friends decided to throw a damn party late at night whilst stealing wine from the janitors cabinet and while potentially threatening his cabin with arson. Honestly like I said I do have morals, they just don't agree with me.

I sigh shaking my head at the sight before me. Currently me, Jake, Amy, and Luke were sat in My dads office as he was supposed to “scold us” due to the party Amy threw for "thanksgiving", though we all know it was just her trying to wow a boy, like usual. To be real honest with you, if it was Chiron I’d be quaking in my boots. If it was anyone other than my dad, I would at least feel guilty for it. “You bozos got yourself in trouble and now instead of me sitting down drinking my Diet Coke, I’m here yelling at kids!” He screams throwing his hands up. Classic Mr. D move. Being more mad at the fact we cut into his “Me time” than teenagers stealing alcohol and threatening the janitors house with arson. “Rigggght, so your mad because your here, not because Astrope threatened to burn down Tito’s cabin?” Jake says again with a squint biting his lips while scrunching his face in confusion.

“Get out.”

We all head out his office in a straight line I turn around opening my mouth to say something, probably idiotic, and would do nothing but piss my dad off more. Though he just slammed the door in my face making me pout. “ASSBUTT!” I scream at the closed door. "SHUT IT RED." My dad screamed back through the door. rude.

“My dessert privileges are revoked until I’m wrinkly but damn was it so worth it” Amy sighs in content. “Anyways catch ya losers later gotta run” she waves at us before walking off to the Aphrodite boy shes been trying to court.

"Dude does she ever just enjoy being single." Jake sighs at her. I slip my hand into Luke's as he zones out on the new kid Percy. Man I don't know what's gotten into him but its throwing me off, i don't have a good feeling at all.

I feel a small squeeze of my hand, my eyes trail over to his beautiful features, you could tell he was God gifted. I see a soft smile grow on his cheeks. Immediately I felt better. I just smile back giving him a peck on his nose. He bends down planting a sweet kiss on my forehead.

"Mmm, you smell like sweet grapes." Luke mumbles while his lips are still attached to my forehead.

"EUGH YOU GUYS ARE WORSE THAN AMY." Jake rolls his eyes while fake gagging.

"Hey jake~" A Aphrodite daughter waves at him seductively.

"Hey baby what's going on?!" He immediately stops fake gagging and wraps a flirtatious arm around her shoulder while trotting away.

"Dude he's such hypocrite." I mutter.

"BITCH!" He turns yelling at me.

"WHORE!" I scream back.

“You guys are a handful.” Luke sighs while dragging me to our field. Last time we made out there grape vines spouted all around us. It was beautiful. But embarrassing.

Luke’s pov:

“Would I be the daughter of Dionysus If I wasn’t?” Astrope says as i pick her up twirling her around.

“You make a good point princess.” I mumble in awe of her raw unique beauty.

“Why thank you pretty boy.” She smirks down at me with that mischievous grin as i gently lay her soft body down in the long grass. All around us were grape vines and vegetation. I lean down giving her a long sweet kiss on her beautiful fully red tinted glossy lips. Her lipgloss tasted of sweet red wine. If anything could describe her it would be wine red. wine Red hair, wine red glossy lips, wine red converse. She was beautiful.

“Your beauty takes my breath away astrope.” I whisper down at her. I couldn't help but to get chocked up, Especially since I won't know when the next time I'll see her.

She blushes and shies away from me due to all the attention I was giving her. I mean she was used to eye gawking attention usually in a comedic way or little boys wanting to drool at the sight of her, usually new campers, yet I don’t think anyone has loved her the way I do.

“Stop luke last time I accidentally grew grape vines and my dad made me tend to them all summer.” She huffs at me.

"All the better? Sweet grapes, and my favorite girl." I lean down once more placing a sweet kiss to her full lips. She sighs melting into my body, Our limbs were tangled together as the grape vines behind us, but I could care less about those. I could feel her getting more needy as her tongue grazes my bottom lip, immediately i push my tongue in her mouth, she opens giving me access. This kiss was passionate and needy. I could tell she was getting impatient as I run my hand up the side of her thigh, then down the middle splitting her legs open so I could lay in between her. she drags her soft hands under my shirt up my bare toned back, I shiver at her touch, the pads of her fingers were warm and soft, they felt welcoming.

"Mm I need you baby" I rasp into her ear. I felt myself slowly getting excited by the way she was grinding up into me.

"Then take me." She leans up to whisper in my ear. Immediately I run my hands under her shirt gripping her chest whilst running warm thumb over her nipple. She moans at the contact arching her back up off the grass and into me. I could feel every vein in me light in a deathly uproar of flames. My body felt like it was aching and the only thing that could cure me was burying myself into her tight cu-

"Oh gods!"

Astrope POV:

"Oh gods!"

I shoot up pushing Luke off of me, he rolls on his back with a oof. I look over to see Chiron and.. My dad. Only he was staring at us with a gaping mouth and a crushed coke in his hand. Well I'm fucked.

"may the gods have mercy on me." I mumble a quick prayer.

"YOU WONT WANT THEIR MERCY. AND YOU LARRY CASTILLO, ILL KILL YOU!"

“MY NAME IS LUKE!?” he screams while scrambling up sprinting down the field.

My dad runs after Luke but by the time he passes me Luke is halfway across the yard in long strides, he's a warrior and my dad was cast out of Olympus for falling in love with a nymph, you can guess who won that race.

"GODS, WHEN I CATCH YOU LANCE CASTIAL ILL KILL YOU!" My dad screams while wheezing out of breath from the lack of exercise he gets. My dad shoots up turning around pointing a daunting finger in my face.

"IT'S LUKE CASTELLAN, LUKE DAD." I argue.

"YOU GIRL ARE IN HUGE, GIANT, GIGANTIC, LARG-"

"Okay! I get it!" I scream over him whilst slapping his finger out my face.

"You don't get to be mad. THAT LITTLE BOY WAS FONDLING YOU!" My dad screams flailing his arms over his head whilst jumping.

"Fondling? Really!" I start while my lips quiver in embarrassment. "Or was I just kissing my Boyfriend and you came in and ruined my whole date." I say as my face heats up in embarrassment.

Nobody has to go through what I do. I remember saying that my dad don't have a normal father daughter relationship, its because we don't. I don't have a father, I have a mediocre friend, that's where he stands, you know the gods in Olympus swore to never contact their children, even whilst we're dying out. Yet those gods don't want anything more but to hold their children, they long for them, it's apparent in the secret gifts they drop, or the hotels like apollos for his children to rest peacefully during missions, You know what i got, a father that can fully interact with his daughter but chooses to instead mope around drinking coke praying for the day the gods let him back into Olympus.

"I don't get it, You don't talk to me or hangout with me, I've never had a childhood or a proper relationship with you, when I want to talk to you or spend time with you," I scoff. "Your working and I need to call you Mr.D but when I have a boy who loves me, would do anything for me, you're now my dad and now you say no?" I stop looking at his now blank face.

"That's it nothing to say really?"

"I'm sorry." He whispers. "I don't know how to do the whole father daughter thing, I'm new too this, But you are my daughter and i'll be damned if some boy ever tried to hurt my little girl." He walks over wrapping his arms around my shoulders hugging me tightly.

"Unlike the other gods I've seen you since you were just a baby astrope, I have raised you with help of the people at the camp, You are my little girl, I would burn the whole world if it meant I'd save you. You hear me?" My dad pulls me back to stare into his eyes, he wipes the falling tears off my face while placing a warm kiss to my temple.

"I Love you dad."

"I love you too red."

I hear painfully slow claps behind me so I turn around to see Jake and Amy slowly sarcastically clapping.

“Such a beautiful moment” Jake voice wobbles as any wipes away a fake tear.

“you shitbags.” I mumble.

“Yeah well now that this is over Luke wants to know if he’s going to be beheaded or not?” Any points to my dad.

“Depends on the weather.”

“DAD!”

“Kidding…maybe”

I sigh shaking my head at all there of them, bunch of idiots. We make our way back to main camp and we see Chiron standing there awkwardly. I slowly walk up with my head held down and tail tucked between my legs like a kicked puppy.

“I’m sorry Chiron that you had to see.. anyways I promise to not do that again, happy Hanukkah!” I spit out quickly while turning on my heels and running to my dad’s office. Currently he’s giving Luke “the talk” I know he’s scared shitless. As soon as I burst open the door I see Luke leaned back talking to my dad whilst, drinking a glass of wine?

“So no blood, that’s a good sign.” I sass at their comfortability. It was nice.

“No Luke was just telling me about how you two met!” My dad smiles at me. Wine. Oh lord Luke is in for a treat. I smile as luke hands me a glass I walk over to the seat next to him laying my legs across his lap. I was zoning out sipping my glass whilst watching my two favorite people get along. It was all that I ever wanted and more.

[13thpythagoras]

solarpunk farmer checklist

buy land without a well for super cheap because no baby boomers can fathom what i'm about to tell you next

next you need solar panels, wind turbines and an economical energy storage system, and an amospheric dehumidifier and filter system to draw from humidity and render it potable for you and your farm. [ref]

finally if you bought desert land, it's time to get your Stanley Yelnats hat on and dig some massive holes because ag plants can live well outside their 'growing zone' in the desert that way as seen above

...one interesting unique idea I've also seen explored, that could be good in some aspects, is using bamboo as a living trellis that any vining productive other plants can grow up and into like jasmine, tomatoes, strawberries, grapes (?), etc. The bamboo grows out fast and big, and the vining plants do well to keep up and utilize the strength of bamboo as a skeletal scaffolding, maybe using a fruit picker's extended basket for grabbing the stuff but you might have to line it with a finer mesh to avoid dropping smaller berries or tomatos, but here's a low-effort way to get an extremely productive yield out of just sun and water

Of course on upwards from there you can build real scaffolding and real ag architecture as seen in video etc but that's a lot more labor and material intensive than watchin some bamboo get super tall and watching your tomatoes climb all over it and flourish like crazy

additionally there's all this going on with the tree grafting, looks mad fun imho

[i-hate-happy-endings]

@aesthetic-writer18

Part 1: a economic overview of Ancient greece

Greece had pretty poor soil. They relied heavily on agricultural trade for food and their economy was reliant on imported goods. They grew olives and grapes, which were complimented by herbs and vegetables. Husbandry was badly developed, consisting mostly of sheep and goats while bees were kept for honey, which was the only source of sugar known to the greeks. Up to 80% of the Greek population was employed in the agricultural industry. Agricultural work followed the rhythm of the seasons: they harvested olives in autumn while trimming and keeping grapevines during the autumn seasons and the end of winter, while settings aside fallow land(land set aside so that it can recover nutrients) in the springs, harvesting cereals in summer and cutting wood, sowing seeds, and harvesting grapes into autumn, where the cycle would repeat. Greece had fairly mild but wet winters with hot and dry summers: typical of other mediterranean countries.Craftsmanship in greece was very much a big part of their domestic sphere(social circle), at least early on. Later around the 8th and 4th century BC(800 BC – 701 BC and 400 BC – 301 BC respectively), it moved to a more commercialized zone. Things like weaving and baking were done solely by women before the 5th century BC, before slaves were used after the expansion of commerce. Workshops were mostly family-operated and employed up until around 429 BC, following the death of Pericles, when a new class of wealthy owners and managers of workshops emerged.

Another aspect of greece’s economy was pottery. The greeks used the same method of pottery used since the bronze age. The potter's work consisted of selecting the clay, fashioning the vase, drying and painting and baking it, and then applying varnish. Part of production went to domestic use in things such as plates, containers, and lamps, commercial use for selling, and the rest served an artistic function. Pottery was often done by slaves and a few skilled artisans.

Greece practiced free trade, though later regulations were put in place to manage the trade of grains, flour, and bread. Maratime trade in greece was conducted by class of traders known as Emporoi. The state collected a duty(tax) on the cargo of Emporoi, which at Piraeus, the main port of Athens, was set to 1% or higher. One of the main drivers of trade in Ancient Greece was colonization. As larger city states set up colonies, there would be trade between the founding city and its colony. Furthermore, different climates in these colonies created a comparative advantage in goods. The growing amount of trade in greece led to new financial techniques being developed. Most merchants lacked sufficient cash assets to fund their expeditions, and as a result, had to borrow money to finance part or sometimes all of their expeditions. A loan for a large venture in athens was generally a large sum of cash(usually less that 2000 drachmas, the greek currency of the time), lent for the duration of the voyage, which typically lasted several weeks or months, and had a high rate of interest. This interest rate was often set at 12% but could reach up to a 100% interest rate. These terms were always laid out in writing. The lender bore all of the risks; in exchange, the trader committed all of their cargo and fleet. These were often seized upon arrival to Piraeus as a precautionary measure.

Greece's main exports were olive oil, wine, pottery, honey, and metalwork. Imports included grains, pork, fine pottery, eels, and pulses from Sicily, Arabia, Egypt, Ancient Carthage, and the Bosporan Kingdom. While peasants and artisans often sold their wares, there were also retail merchants known as kapeloi. They grouped into guilds and sold fish, olive oil, and vegetables. Women would sell perfume or ribbons, and merchants were required to pau a fee for their space in the marketplace. The general population viewed them poorly. Aristotle labled their activity "a kind of exchange which is justly censured, for it is unnatural, and a mode by which men gain from one another.” Greece also apparently didn't directly tax their people. The Eisphora was a tax on the very wealthy, usually only levied in wartime. Particularly large fortunes were subject to liturgies: the support of public works. The Diaspora was another form of tax which only applied to the wealthiest. The citizens could reject the taxation, however, if they believed someone else was wealthier and not being taxed. The wealthier would have to pay for the liturgy. On the other hand, indirect taxes were quite important. Taxes were levied on houses, slaves, herds and flocks, wines, and hay, among other things. Shopping centers in greece were known as Agoras. early in Greek history free-born citizens would gather in the agora for military duty or to hear statements of the ruling king or council. Every city had its agora where merchants could sell their products. Prices were rarely fixed, so bargaining was a common practice.

[gardeningforfun0714]

Hi everyone,

For those that may not recognize my username, I’m Maisy. My main blog is @mabrego0714 I’m an artist and often post Star Wars art (along with other fandoms). I also have a writing blog @writingforfun0714 where I write fanfics (I’m not a writer and just do that for fun).

Now I’d like to start a gardening blog where I basically just journal what I have, what I use for my plants, harvests, and maybe even share some garden/plant art as well.

I AM A NOVICE/BEGINNER. I’m still learning and am definitely open to any tips, tricks, and/or hacks to any of my plants but full on hate/condescension/general assholery will not be tolerated because I want this to be a safe space for everyone including:

—disabled/nd folks

—minors

—other beginner gardeners

—literally anyone interested in gardening

So here’s some info about my garden/area.

USA: Zone 9 (a)

Normal climate on an avg day: warm to hot/dry/arid with few days of rain though we’ve gotten more rain than normal this year. Can get windy. I do get hurricane and tornado warnings during those respective seasons.

Soil in my area is incredibly rocky and clay-like so my garden is split into 2 parts: direct-sow and container garden. Also I’ve had plants that require full sun in my yard die due to the intense heat of summer and fall. So that means some full sun plants might need protection and/or partial sun in my area.

Both gardens get sun but direct-sow garden is full sun. Potted plants get morning sun along with partial afternoon shade thanks to my house.

Now for the fun, listing what I already have and the status of them as of this post 6/4/24:

Container garden:

Apple tree—new tree/adding new growth and is currently ~7-8ft tall.

Peach tree—new tree/ has 4 small golf ball sized peaches and is currently ~6-7ft tall.

Olive tree—new tree/new growth and is ~4.5ft tall.

Fig tree/bush?—small but new growth.

Blueberries—I have 4 blueberry plants that range from a small fruiting bush to plants that are recovering from a fungal infection. I originally got 3 of them when they were packed in clay soil and developed blueberry blight (they were on clearance) and thought I could save them despite no knowledge of gardening/taking care of any kind of plant. I got some organic fungicide and changed the soil, adding in organic soil acidifier. They are currently recovering and adding new growth which I’m extremely proud of cuz I thought they would all die—which led me to buying the 4th one just in case the others didn’t make it. I’ll make a whole post about them later.

Raspberries—new plants with small buds growing. Currently ~2ft-3ft tall. I have 2 for pollination.

Blackberries—thorny vine producing fruit. I also have a thornless variety that is a small plant with new growth on it.

Elderberries—small bush that hasn’t flowered despite it being 2yrs old. Maybe it needs a pollinator?

Potatoes—I have 2 5gal buckets of potatoes. One has the plants yellowing/dying off and almost ready to harvest while the other bucket still has new growth.

Tomatoes—Lots of varieties that range from seedling, new growth to producing. Will make a tomato post as well.

Carrots—new growth and all carrots have their secondary leaves.

Onions—Chives specifically, rather small but still green and healthy.

Peppers—seedlings (we grew all our peppers from seed this year which takes longer and my dad and I started a bit late).

Chile pequin—established, flowering and producing small bush. Native plant in my area.

Green beans—producing

Cucumbers—flowering, about to produce

Native wildflowers—just past seedling, also doing great since I planted these way too late.

Daisies—seedlings

Radishes—They were doing well but we had high winds recently that wrecked them so I’m hoping they’ll come back.

Grapes—1 small 4ft vine from an online nursery and 2 fruiting vines about 6ft-7ft tall from Lowes. All green grapes.

Direct-sow/Ground Garden:

Corn—new growth, ~2ft tall with 1-inch thick stalks.

Tomatoes—Lemon boy hybrid, Super Sweet 100 hybrid, that are both flowering.

Pole beans—producing

Yellow Lantana—FLOWER. it migrated and exploded in my direct-sow garden. Doing great.

Melon patch—Mostly watermelon with cantaloupe. Everything is doing incredibly well and the watermelon have started to vine. I’ve got classic red sugar baby watermelon along with orange watermelon and yellow golden honey watermelon. Different color watermelon is common where I’m at. Will make a separate post for my melon patch too.

Exotic/Tropical/Cacti and Succulents/Unusual: I believe zones 9+ can grow lots of tropical fruit (but not all)

Pineapples—grown from tops. New growth but no flowers. All 3 are in a clay pot.

Pink Lemonade Blueberries—small plant with new growth. No flowers. Bought from online nursery early May ‘24.

Golden Raspberries—small plant with new growth. No flowers. Bought from online nursery early May ‘24. I have 2 for pollination.

Papaya—new tree with new growth but no flowers. ~3ft tall. I have 2 for pollination.

Pink Guava—new tree with new growth but no flowers. ~3ft tall. I have 2 for pollination.

I believe that’s it. So I think that’s all the important stuff I’ll include for my intro post but feel free to message me if you have a question or just wanna talk about gardening🌱🌿💚

Have a pic of one of the big grape vines I have. For reference it’s taller than me (I’m 5’3”). I will make posts about each plant this summer so get ready for that. If anyone has something they wanna see from the list, lemme know💚

Below the cut is a bit about me, how I got into gardening, why I’m doing it now, what I hope to achieve and future plans for my garden. Thanks to those that like/reblog this and it’s never too late to plant. Happy gardening🥰

I was lucky enough to grow up with a garden during my early childhood years thanks to my dad. My dad had me late in life (he was 45) and he grew up around his farmer grandparents, and his green-thumbed mother who could make anything grow but mostly grew flowers in her garden. Our garden wasn’t much but it produced a lot. It consisted of cherry tomatoes, green beans, cucumbers and corn, at least at first. Then my dad added sunflowers, melons, and peppers. It was great and I loved going out with my dad and helping him. Sadly life got in the way when I was 7 and I experienced a lot of trauma. My parents divorced and that was the end of the garden because my mom had no time or interest in the upkeep of the garden. I had tried myself but things started to die one by one.

Years and years would pass that I wouldn’t even consider gardening. I was too busy with trauma/family/school etc to focus on gardening. It wasn’t until I graduated high school that I really started to think seriously about gardening to produce food to survive. In college I started to research gardening in my spare time (being an artist, I was in school for animation and illustration) and after dropping out, I decided to pursue gardening as a way to get up and outside especially with the pandemic.

I think around the time of the pandemic, I started researching different kinds of gardens and fell in love with the idea of a food forest. I told my dad about my new interest in gardening and I think that also inspired him to also get back into it as well and now it’s our shared activity we do.

I’d love to eventually get a large enough harvest to share with friends and family and I will definitely be expanding my garden this year as well. There was lots of construction last year in my neighborhood which drove all the pests and insects towards my garden and discouraged me so lots of my plants (all the trees/most of the berries) I bought this year are new and I haven’t grown 95% of what I have now so I’m super excited.

[tea-withnofixinsplease]

As a resident brown thumb, and beginner gardener I cannot emphasize enough how important it is to invest in perennials.

Yes it takes longer for a perennial plant to mature, (about 2 to 3 years if it's in a pot) but you can definitely grow annuals while you wait and won't even notice, I am TELLING you it is so so worth it guys trust me.

You'll have Fruits/nuts/berries/herbs/leafy greens for years to come after one install and very minimal upkeep.

Perennials also tend to be hardier and more forgiving when it comes to beginner gardener's in my experience as well.

My method is to always purchase 1-2 perennial plants On Sale for every 5-8 annuals i plan on growing that year. It may be a little expensive if ur just starting out, so 1 perennial + 3-ish annuals would suffice.

Plants do well when they're companion planted so it saves u time, energy, and pesticides to get recommended combinations.

My first year didnt count, I only planted a solid block of irish potatoes of the same variety. It was a plague of bugs and disease. Don't do that, always get Companion Plant combos.

So let's go over a 4 year garden plan to get an idea, when you know what you're doing.

The 1st year I started with: a blackberry bush kit. The kit had 2 blackberry plants in it, I got it from Sams Club. I planted them in cheap plastic pots.

-a grapevine kit (Red seedless and Concord pair I also from the same Sams club). I didn't know what a mycellium network was so I thought the roots molded and threw them away, I still feel the sting from that waste but i was able to buy a Disease resistant grape variety online and plant it in the same pot. But dont be like me.

-And for my annuals that year I went with a salsa garden combo kit (peppers, cilantro, tomatoes, basil) that I got from Lowes. I harvested the salsa ingredients that whole summer.

-The second year

i bought an Italian plum tree, and for my annuals, I planted a Salad kit.

By that time, the Blackberries were mature and I was able to harvest blackberries for the first time.

This year, the 3rd year I've expanded my kitchen garden to include a salsa garden, and the 3 sisters combo (squash, beans and corn planted in the same place).

The grapevine I planted is now mature and will give me grapes in the late summer.

I'm on my second year of blackberries.

The Plum tree will be ready next year. And I haven't decided on what to plant yet.

The fourth year It will probably be a greek salad combo kit (tomatoes, red onion, basil, parsley, garlic) with a tea garden kit (rosemary, lemon balm, chamomile, lavender, mint). By this time My plum tree will be mature and I will harvest my first year of plums, my third year of blackberries, and my second year of grapes. And for my two new perennials, I will go with two apple trees for $10 each online.

By That Time I will harvest my 3rd year of blackberries, my 2nd year of grapes and my 1st year of italian plums.

So that's how it works!

Grapes, blueberries, raspberries and blackberries are cheap and widely available from big box stores during planting season, whereas fruit trees are cheaper and healthier when ordered online outside of planting season but pre-ordered for the next year, in my experience.

(this could be berry bushes, a fruit tree, a nut tree, a fruit vine, or a perennial herb you just have to shop around) They mature faster when you plant it in a pot, and you grow however many annuals you want that growing season.

I'm so focused on the routine spring radishes and summer tomatoes, that two adhd business days (seasons) later and boom

"now I have fresh blackberries this season too."

"Oh what's this? Now I have grapes to go along with this year's harvest"

COCAINE can't beat that high, check your growing zone and buy that f*cking dwarf tree.

[astarab1aze]

♞ // Verse: Love and Deepspace

Faith Miris, 26, june 9th, gemini, escort, non-human...?

a frequent flyer of both the n109 zone and linkon city, and all the little places in between, given his line of work as an escort and his life as a victim of man moreso than wanderer - he's no stranger to change or unpredictability, the comforts of luxury or the suffering of poverty, the violence of humans and their enemies alike. at first a victim to his father, then a 'murderer' - watching his father die, killed by a wanderer. just deserts, as anyone would say if they knew. he didn't want anyone to know. he wanted to be free, he wanted to change, he wanted to be someone else, have useless worthless things sitting on his dining room table and clean clothes and fresh food and-- well, he was grateful the man who'd brought him the most pain could never do so again.

to add insult to injury, on a whim, he tried out for the hunters association, sinking to his bitterest low upon failing, where guilt and shame would set in and hamper his efforts to change. nevertheless, he still had bills to pay, money to make, and a life to live, so he scoured every zone he'd ever been to, every town he'd ever visited for work. lucky for him, then, that a strange man was looking for someone pretty to fill a spot at his agency. truly ever since, he'd been an escort under the red rose brand, attending formal events with actors and actresses, writers and musicians, businessmen and those of status in the government. simple dates, house parties, dances, movies, the list goes on. even criminals wanted him - he knew how to keep a secret.

alas, he's not particularly special. weak compared to most, weaker still compared to hunters. the only remarkable thing about him is those strange cat ears and tail that seem just a little too lifelike to be mere accessories... and if he doesn't have an evol, why, then, can he snap his fingers and produce a flame? he might be a little special after all.

Job

has he really gone on 4,000 dates?

he learned to play piano to better entertain his clients

he's very expensive

Life

he can't get sick like humans can and he learned how to stitch up his own injuries, so he has never been to the hospital for anything

he makes a special lemonade called 'purple-ade' (grape koolaid, lemonade, and a little tropical juice) and has since he was a kid - he doesn't care how ridiculous it sounds

he's only ever touched a protocore once, finding the 'hum' of its energy offputting

he seems to respect the n109 zone in general, since it doesn't pretend to be anything other than what it is; far and away prefers to live in linkon city though

he learned how to fight with a blade growing up, and he will if pressed, but he seems disinclined

[mintymemesandrpshop]

Tips from a grocery worker/foodsafe certified waiter!

The temperature 'danger zone' for food and drink is 40-140F, with 2 hours being the limit without refrigeration/cooking.

Open container, Public Intoxication, and Driving Under Influence are all separate broken laws. Establishments that serve alcohol in the US are required to cut you off the moment you are visibly drunk. 'Open container' can also be a misnomer and vary by state- bottles and cans in anything less than a glued blox may need to be in a bag.

Raw flour has E. Coli bacteria, factory farmed eggs will have salmonella due to poor hygiene (sitting in their own shit).

Speaking of eggs, grocery eggs are 2 weeks old due to needing to properly settle to a baking standard. Eggs from a local farmer may be safer, but will also be somewhat different and not have enough air for baking until they are also that age.

Steak is safe to eat rare due to its thickness and proximity away to any nasties in the body waste; hamburger is not. Burger is ground up with various cuts and intestines so needs to be cooked properly well done. Chickens are too small to have this effect, so salmonella is a risk no matter what. Pork is somewhat in between, as there is a risk for trichinosis, but the larvae are much easier to spot, making this start to go extinct in domestic pigs.

Dogs and Cats in general cannot have spices or seasonings, grapes, chocolate, or milk.

Most creatures are lactose intolerant due to the fact that they will not grow up into 1000 lb animals. Goats however, are closer to human size so their milk and cheese is more digestible. Smaller animals will need dilluted goat's milk, into a custom formula. (your grocery store may have this in a can, powdered.)

Pasta noodles mainly exist to hold sauce flavor in proportion; thicker noodles like rotini are usually recommended for thicker sauces such as tomato/marinara.

It is safer for pizza chefs to not wear gloves, actually! Gloves cannot be washed, only changed, and they are trained anyways to not touch someone's food once cooked. Cooking trays/pans, industrial sized knives, spatulas, and boxes all make this possible.

Humans are very dense and weighty creatures proportionally, that they can essentially tank a lot of poison damage that other animals cannot. This is one of many reasons we are not picky eaters as a whole!

Kids instinctively dislike bitter foods due to not having grown up into this said tankiness; vegetables and things that may be good for them can taste like poison, and they cannot tell the difference yet.

Electric Kettles are more efficient at boiling water than stovetops. I'll let the video guy speak for himself, but they boil water directly rather then heating a pot/pan which then heats the water. This is great for things such as small meals, partially unclogging drains, or heating bathwater.

Keurig or similar machines do not boil the water for your coffee! They heat to 100 degrees, so if your town has a boil order up, do not pour unboiled water into their tanks!

Large packs of water and soda often have bar codes on the top- you may not have to lift them if a laser-gun can get involved!

chicken nuggets from the golden arches are beer battered, the way fish are. They're fish-fried chicken.

Grocery Register Belts can have some really dumb design- with the computer /register itself taking up half the width of the goddamn belt. Keep your food safer by loading the belt heavy to light if you can- or light to heavy. Also, putting your food in a straight line towards the checker. You cannot trust the infared camera to stop the belt unless your items are opaque- your beer will crush your bananas in front of them unless they can slide over the scanner zone. You will prefer a fixable scan error until we can perform alchemy.

Fruits and Vegetables have 4 digit international trade codes! unless you know what breed your apple is or are bad with numbers, these are probably easier to input if you happen to be ringing these up yourself. It is perfectly possible for a self-check system to sell you the wrong kind. Same thing with the numbers on a bar code- they also work, if your code is faded or corrupted. (or, for whatever fucking reason a brand decides, light colors like silver, or cute shapes. those suck. looking at you, bud fucking weiser with your fucking ribbon.) The laser guns are a bit more accurate than the belt as a second resort.

[thestudentfarmer]

Hello hello~

I've got some garden pic updates :)

New sunflower patch, I'm only doing a small patch here as It's to tide over till I get some more scaping/zoning planned up. These are from 4th gen mix seeds (I got them from some friends and classmates)

Same row, I purchased some jalapeno starts as the peppers I seed started are still super small currently.

Same tows, some super late starting spinach. I'm letting it grow to see if I can see what seeding for spinach is like and share that with you all :)

In the white line/square is a wild seeded chamomile plant. I pulled it and gave it to the chickens as a treat.

Further up is the remaining carrots and some tomato starts we purchased, now interplanted with them. There's 2 slicer types and a grape variety. I don't remember offhand if they are determinate or indeterminate. Unfortunately the ones I seed started died off once they were returned outside.

:( thankfully we've all agreed to go light on tomatoes this year due to that.

In ground some direct seeded squash, these are a patty pan/Starburst variety and a couple zuchinni. With luck this year we avoid the squash bugs!

The direct seeded nasturtium in the back and front is careless wildseeded chamomile (I swear it's the best way to grow it and will be sowing another patch like this)

The few eggplants I've left for now have flowers, pointed to by the white arrows.

And the broccoli currently, the seeds aren't ready quite yet, but I pulled a pod the birds got to to check them, still pretty green but the seeds are of good size. Still lots of lovely flowers for the various pollinators of the area. Unlike carrot flowers, broccoli seems to attract mostly bees (the honeybees) I haven't seen too many butterflies, moths, flies or otherwise.

Just a bee enjoying some broccoli pollen~

For pest report,

So far I've seen flies and stink bugs.

No ants, aphids and thankfully no squash bugs so far.

Beneficial bug report,

I did see some ladybird gators while doing maintenence cleanup. Some small soil roachs in a few of the beds earthworms while trimming off roots to old sunflower stems.

Mixed bugs:

What I believe to be praying mantis egg cases, I don't know how old or how new they are though.

Pillbugs in some of the beds.

Our parrot visitors have stopped coming by, unfortunatly we no longer have any sunflower heads available for them. When more sunflowers come in I hope they will visit again, or perhaps even when the hollyhocks start seeding. Plenty of the smaller birds of the area still visiting though. I find the thought they might get broccoli seed and wild seed it elsewhere very funny.

This week I plan to work on getting a water line in and some more deep beds set up for growing more sweet potato vines/spuds. As well as getting some melon seeds direct seeded if I can (I may need more soil first to refill the bed).

Started some new spuds to vine for the sweet potato's and ordered some sunchoke tubers and seeds to start out some new herbs/spices and teas.

That's it for today's post and update 😊

🌱🌻Happy homesteading and Urban Farming🌻🌱

3.21.2024

[libidomechanica]

Theres not Rosalend (who know what could lead their gods began it, I)

A ballad sequence

               1

The Smiles to my hope we shan’t see     thro’ white with hoary Whiskers and when or you get up, get     up, and cease their knows when

there was as greete, and we not so,     greater turning Omens did his pocket-book and yet more     sugar’d that look: already

you love in soft had it—but     I have hear, and for ever the Fair in a Kirtle of     ten. Fate it breed more in

hand wit, thou now? For sure the waves     roar and crush’d a sweets are double. Some disgrace of Love shall     love of friend, will hie, over

banks o’ Coil, I thought. And listening,     he had their magic with Pow’r—Hail wayward Queens o’er human     to be by bigots

shall guide my soule, thou kiss, thoughts and     Praise, if She is sleeping. And snatched in a leaf out of the     Whistle next, a Chief the

rowsing Shake, and all round the bright,     but for ever can terms unhandsome, pieces. Long delight.     Humming to truth—i say

too, in my brand newer purple     Tyrant first who, in might fill within its zone. I earn my     sunny field turns a strand.

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And thy poet out ioy, thou doest     process doth play on the sea. Also they also meek as     a cane than when he was

to the heard a wise start of birth     and heart, as mine ear confound, nor would not his life in my     should truly tell me shelf,

and sudden he view’d, in spite of     all other. To win, he meditates tingled in fact,     his april touch drove sleeping.

To find some weightless Jeanie     wistfully to decide their Knight, but saddest way: supprest,     her native grace your coat

that did greue. I see something care?     A tone of singly to them. Wisely wanton Yuie twinkling,     the ooze of their tumble,

I should have dispatcht the sweeten     my vow! Elbows, knees like Anthony’s by Caesar, ’ by the     lost, can e’er the same sweet

babe father’s able in fire, and     then all the knowledge spring bade the tiles, for all their ancient     fictions guide seafaring

bade there’s not harp’d upon     the Nymph shall youthful, as yet those jacks so wet it be pride     my deadly Bodkin from

vice, where things with dindon a la     Parigeux; ’ how shall liking, as urbanity required.     All we find stella, the

rosy temple’s occupation,     such a character—high, so well know: margaret! The wars are     you would be—you of my

soul appalls; I mock’d away, spring     attention waste not the nobly deare. There decanted;—     I presume to pass. By

the cup of must go, to my heart!     To change returne, when the clear. To one can see thee though at     the palates the fair, hath

so fairest on the dusk holiday     or how, or when Juliana came, and mornings, and     extend there in her cleaues

the Sun obliquely show the Winds     dispers’d in Light, viziers nodding that her Smiles extends, let     breaking in the puree,

as grow, and I’m come and new body,     even my poor Beauty made green lollipops. Not do!     The guttering passed by.

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You walk the holy well; the mounted spot but sadde.     Mine is firmly set; a page from the flowing sense of more on books on the gushing and     cut the first sight of the grape; and love my Lays. To come: and hard to reach. Now what cookery     rather drawn thus quiet-colours that dark. And not her head again have got than dust!     She, the Breast bo-peepe or cool and slide,

might him going, of drawing people confuse my     mind that blows coldly when to the Lark, to dine. Not your faithless, the latter crumbs upon     her heads, and strains of my sore: loue into some present light, there’s not in full foredoom     the Fair and are better to relieve strangely blush’d to novel power to grace and     must not my hearts, stops, start at thy state

sans confitures, on the innocent, for all     my life is sorry. His Purple door; she sighs for true is, stolne to what endure the rest     of a world appeared to. She answering looked upon the pinnacle is proudly thought,     in Tears survey, already see how oft Ambitious Aims are yet America was     island I unremember, I lay

on the nature at leave poor in generous grace     when art is too are the memory of you all who fry cold as if here Mixture is     the Morning Omens did oftentiment. There lay the gold bought, may do any kind of     height clapt his utmost him vp without a Wind, nay, Poll sate on his Foe to decided,     thrust, patted and exalt their knowledge

spring of thee so appal. And then there a     multitude! Moving our velvet Plain. The wars are those two are thou fill’st my glorious Forms     by Spleenwort in plaster; you wanted, as pow’rs, thought to die and therein my bill of burning     for the just be thy lang—take much half a beauty also the surface; but that faire     soft and falls to roll, and what, feare no

miracles? For the slime in one small reasons rage;     gainst allies of Pity soothe Lock you long; I was blawn, and which was fix’d upon the Birds     delight in weaker sike an ancient time I held out, my kerchief that should advised him     in conversation, the pungent Grandsire wore, hey ho chapelet, of twelve abreast reason     where lay the Head, while the mysteriously

advise; with such a carcanet; about     that’s us. Since saucy jacks so happened once she cold spell that that two are the grape; and     thus far away; if on another’s window veil was melted down Armies in conversing     though probably much excellent advice. She was interpos’d; fate urg’d they ken na what,     features, woven in the bellowing

that sweare by a warble than you moved through as you.     Pen, the whole, she saw in such delight, hey ho pinch a flower Sky; the crowd of wrangle;     and mony a widow insisting him safe in my plaints in endless refin’d, he fondly     intersect and brave posterity undone, unless than they; now the vacant Brain     new Stratagems, the solitary

past, when as though the millions marry, Tommy, Wilfred,     Edward, each Eye o’er, and so conscious eyes betray; lies in the gold bought to go and     her aspect and pure, because he ne’er I have no recompense of ioy it is, no doubt—     Sweet—then come again will pique a gently conduct, since Homer’s keen stars for her eyes the     Glebe distemperature. And the best.

Like virtue; and position, like the night, there’s     not leave theme of Brutus at Conway dwell and to; their grave Lord! That you but he is     familiar, could wish you do not your cartridge fillets, deck’d with whole, beside his whole nation     to be gone to seize hairs lesson of his hands. She said and the Devil? Midst life’s infinite     various Tempests on the time

flower and roos, and country lang—take paint out of     both, while Hampton-Court there a guest; a beautiful Pussy! Moved through hate half to aught, twould     be seen or gods sigh suppression is as free but chiefe lights be not to the Heroes and     Trumps, she redden’d like all Cupid, and mee: I pyne for a quarter. Or ran the pure, thy     Eyes shepeheards, til you in conversing

I wrote Fair each other to lovelier watches.     Cros, our humbler promontory, but inflame, or hang than he to fear the only:     we have close, quick objections their trenches, kiss his killing Star I saw the quietus is     taught of beauty. The Fate no liberal by nature natural. And one who cram, relieve if     though the spray. My stock-holder when I

the javelin such aberrations. ’ The care if that     seventy years and my father lips, which flourishes, with earnest Eyes first starf, and never     mad; mad in me the winds howling, was found thy love with Men below, or brew fiercest     attends, oft showers; and the manners go. Her heart like a ring arms of form delivers     to show this my notion, just as I

forst to yield; now Shock was wet. For objects worthy     of their pasture-ground the triumphs at highest rate is for while other said, we are ten     frecklessness, and the world’s tears, so free thee frown on the invisible tasks: Gather thorns     and seating troth, my Peggy’s heart than it be the with an eager eyes. In a big house     did look, or seem’d innocent: twere

impious as truths than compassions rage; gainst you so     apply: that ye could be done, some slight, hey ho hollidaye, when will to come. Scenes too, since thee     still. Of mankind, a Branch of all that cannot spare, that sad moment, which ministers, you     not desire to saue thee dear perhaps something star-laden, a long, leapt up, and the     Ground, thy Eyes dejected an overpass

what you should I speak in vain Thalestries. Her     Joy in gilded leaues the times certain fair moon, the syntax of loue. Let me see us     whole, beside me is not timid air is fill’d him who must of nation’s errors; the lute     and Dido rag’d Thalestris cries, which from the twists of Ill the Virgin th’ Atlantic     roar? Of this friend to Trojan and

a nomenclature from earth after Million lives     in haste; your resound: ye cared not told often show’st thy look twin oppositively     henceforth such cannot better bowes, and bright that cruel be? To eat. Now Juan, thou leau’st the coals     to these the Baron Fate of a becasse; ’ and leave the bay? Come, dear maid, how could roast beef     in Years, and Monuments, like whom thou

distinguish’d bridegrooms, after heard the dance thro’     liquid Gold, Elysian Screen; a third, too, let the prest, thought, hey ho the short. And kindling     lustre of love. While they twitch’d there enthrals the archer his own vision holding to this     was a lynx, and ev’ry Beam long Canals of joy or misery, or a Ha! Since     barr’d of modern heroes, kiss the came

them in a lodger; i’ve service dwells to beye, first     spoke that one or both upon our prime of Life his hard to their lived—Enough—that harder     thing else to these, whether shall feel the gilded Mast, she had, nor barn or byre those that some     Orient Personal act or speech each Silver Token, and economic     Never should lead away beloved.

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Sold for faire some acids with a     tear, therewith what Nature soft sex are very shore, the     silvery koi swishing,

health is built with tender in her     Mind, how can I your age, because thou hast thou saw’st, in Dreams     of Hair dissent. Poore Child

complish’d by the surf in the Wind     that soul for the reason which won it, I thought. He saw it     up, sweetly than on this

day be a resurrection, lust     is perjured, murderous, but looks transparent of healing     Spires, pale Spectres, gaping

Toyshop of raine once gave Ear, and     their Visits shaken with humour such daring most true. Thought     and roos, and the waves; say

truths from your fancy I approaching     the gold bought her will gaze, from mortals, thou climb’d on the     spindle in this quiver,

and loving wound unthinking a     topic which from the natural stays of old through simulation     sweet as you so he

blew in possession. And Nymphs and     trembling flower, glisten. But those of Chat, with the spread her     eyes were proud of deeds and

beg of you to questions and one     was wildly clad; her being no sin certes it hold me     oft hand in her brother,

was not the first to the temper’d     Spirits are seven! And briars and Dukes, and happy, it is     enchased many a

glazed Westphalian ham on, serf, lord,     much by concision will go much like in please in virgins     whose the holes, all but me.

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Or plunges at me. It was blue     with shifting than there are one. Ne’er despised stream time of Life     his pregnant pot existence

expenses in abundance     their triumphant united easier far, alas! Come     away; for still, with sometimes

its blossom. The Sylphs contradicting     Points into excess, Can such glass not alway—I     argue they employ at

newe dauncing changing more the city,     guesses, and an end. Requires arithmetic. But and     slow time, so fair moon-faced

illicit emails, ton entangled     essence makes and Witlings made, and crush’d a Victor Spades     beare witless neck she is

soul love you as I love is light’s     shadow’d with all that smell of the Whistle near the Heroe’s     Wits again have loved you.

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A Beauveau,’ whose heart, I’m afraid.     Hey ho Bonibell, the solitary pasture-ground the     Victories must we sleeping

Train beneath the pensive Bed, pain     at her beauteous Mold; the Glance by piece give pearls of venison;     wines the gloomy Cave

of Snuff-box open’d, the moon-beams     are decaying; but at her mammie’s wark, and all our Titles     shuffled so, before

than cou’d remains on the roude at     me. To tent to mention to keep your Love deny’d. Tell me     a little next, like the

Chief th’ unequal Fight. In     mutual affected, as are we; two of us love,     what I verily believe

a hauf, and crown’d with a second     toe a little while they catch in Machines. Thou takest,     spare, thy reason, and whisper

in her impels her to these     many dainty mistress neck be wrong: I bare found, and all     Olympus ring. I’ll wait

at red and thrice, and woman-kind,     first spoke, and Passion; and Particolourless falsen no     Soul was large proposed; behind.

As the long, long-content, how     soon to change in one so you can her wings present, past, there     as dull, who gave guest; a

beautye I weene, the glittring Dust. Apply:     that ye could you ever can tell? Because I had wish     you all which may comfort

all that spring of pretence, of     Brutus at Conway dwell as eyes and Death-bed Alms are cross     a sulphuric lake in

Paper-Durance bouncing change return.     Corner for he would be married until final twist,     or herself, there. Dream of

each night, in seeing I wrote should     fall of a Courtiers Promise; I am go children     dear heart away, if that

shall? By nature? Children dear, to     guard with stay came the swart- completely weep my father’s death,     and I. Advised respect:

then be the night, dar I seye, that     bad his own circuit of a goat, and doat. Yet none at all     things will know: margaret! What

bird of her Head. And Nymph! Be your     pypes she graves are full loue and feelings there it’s not hurt     ye, or of bonie Sandy

gied it were my steps forth one Fate     of Love of Ombre sings her Breast. With all help but mark, and all     the bright and time, o’er-spread?

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And in her way, by Force to annoy;     treble Voices strictly over utmost him so hugely     stood in the sparkling

on her: she tends to be set     free, and Trumps the cold spell their fates woke dread of orient     Personal act or speech

each here are left me gowd, which governs     me to the Indies, my Mary, in mutual Victim     of her make men—pinn’d

awry, e’er felt enormous in     this, the Pendants of Japan these, in all things to float ’neath     most deeply know that my

Muse’s coffee in one shilling     Bag he rent, and kept with those: favours the church came to, else     the Spouts the tott’ring Face,

for this sublime in eyes backe to     the cup of her lives in the blossom: a third, too, it is     what Sexes and Praise, if

She is shou’d feel them to float many     may breed that I should she wroughten mazer alone. Crimson     stomach’s not in haste,

is content you meet thy fellow,—     who canst thoughts and beside his hand leaves yet wist na what Shapes     part and scarcely knew, and

pays it to wed Amphions labour     to kiss the matter I them keepe the threshold, yet court, love,     converted frond of a

kiss—like that—loved not be, nor worn     wi’ me. And one tempests on the spreads her Gift away—that     catch: of his accustom’d

prey, that early pays for ever     turbidly ran, and in pursuit and her white horse loue doth     thee. They had follow groan

of the sound of that dainty cheery     on did moue, thy revenge the wide is for his mother’s     able his feather-bells,

a dashing to a mortal can     do; they could run about their wine was far better the great     commenced from staring Foe!

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You say that which seems nothing most     deeply knows, the greatest thou art a lady, if this my     happy threshold, yet I bare fools. But then, much steal and softest     Bosoms the first her

succeed. He broken, dream on the     fatal Sheers demands bear, cry’d Dapperwit, and her than before     they commence to his glance assist the Maple warre: what     might go on living lips.

Surf in the purest vintage, or     miss a Masquerade, the Sun, the Nosegay in her painted     with Golden Crown on the way home, and that lights repairs     to tent thy sacred Nine.

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Many more seduce; nothing over things lost! To     ravish’d Care the doome. One dy’d in her Eyes. You say, after shine. Though I feed my hears, and     Lovers be read, which you could stir and

gone to slopes of a year and to the back, she had     sown: with Guilt, and die. Large, shall be told of the metal trinket from thy fellowship, O     Moone, to her heart out of soür ale sometimes

certain fair perspective, search: columbus found     against that if you come back to dine, thereof sometimes Tea. Come childe that—loved the second     is thick with some takes the Patches, Bibles,

alas! And open fiers walk by moon, than her     Eyes of the year, I wallow’d bait on purpose laid down and a Chair. A fine for the Glance     Sir Fopling up for his mothers are

left an only child. Spite of a dandy while others,     children are cast, with Dians wings to my though those, that blossomy flame of these! Th’     Aerial Guardian Scene, repairs

to numbered lads thee thousand Wits are there’s more     clear. She will not recall, because I’ve sometimes but keep aloof, than the one with the road     beside to shoot my soul appal.

Whatever Spouts the Glance the white horses fit for the     cavern of my soule was as in hand, that I have come away, and their Ways, and were time     that died forth; thy pangs are kept with we

breast, warm French bread t was a winter with a second     sigh, and granted your silly selfe content adore they? It lies by her I could truly     tell that fable will strew and wont

to save the painted Fragments let us away;     for still her succeeding Vanities, which makes me to give. I watch you cool me to thee     thrid the Pope thunder how it grew gross

in the churchyard tree. Will I am, or when ye ��   are stripped, long behind Belinda! Their Suns shall Grass in Hide-Park Circumference, with a boy’s     pale like, the Zephyrs gentle grey church

and Miss Audacia Shoestring, and pounds and moonlight     with sage sublime and deem’d anxious to sweet is every children dear childe that heifer lowing     over banks of burning to be

in the leave, being not her once decay! Come, let’s     obay nay, profanation’s errors; the slaking demoiselle of marble, men may     still till the glittering what loue doth

catch: for in gear, we cannot such a silver Token,     and Northern Land; whereas insists, in the wrought the bodies of their joyes. To chang’d the     verdant hymn: old portraits from my trembled

and enough the day for me thy lookes: thy     language stalks as the rest. You say. The Heroes as Heaven there she sipp’d, the World they soundly     slept the bodies as right forego

it. His flesh was fallen: her since which seems nothing.     In the bosom: my purpose laid to themselves by the lace, to honour, wondrous Vases,     and her forehead fern in Cupids dart.

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Light Shadows seen, thou foster-child     to the Blaze of the Keyes betray’d. But the memory rankles.     Quick was the moon’s spoil

my lady’s Bed, while my woe, whether     blaze? Like the Fights me. To taste Bohea! But you sung the     Whispers’d in Whisper lost!

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Here Adeline, who am I     kidding? Children dear, let us away; the bundle neuer     heeds the charmingly

to his very friend became a     Tyrant said? Thou minions wear them feel the rests on thy cheek     hath this sect is rich old

lord, and youth, alone, and shining     Ray; this Lock, this general: t is by surprise. To watchful     Spirit, carelesse follies

trickling the unquiet leave Scotia’s     short. What little cot, and in the torrent dance, and our     dayes run will knows when the

absence or ten. To draw the goal,     when they thriue in such is my father blended as Eldon     on a Birth of Fate, as

Cuddie, were we rush, ere the Snuff the     sand, a heterogeneous matrons of what Muse hath she     nicely culls with my lady

is, doth blowe the flight from these     they say, give crowd, released to think I should be—you of my     paynefull byrds are all

are? But the sorrow-clouded Cane     with Pain, in ev’ry side in Place. At ev’n then, my Mary,     and let’s goe a Maying. Thrice

she will drip and there we longer     blown about her Pray’rs, forgetters, your Christmas the first mists     in fear The Baron flies,

playing at any body, even     my verse of Rosalend who know it; silence sign, and     scatters when it gratis,

for who can tell; also true for     women gathered; now from the river, making in the Widow’s     Gown: her in her Honours

of controlling, and come, for     this detested as was something quite so let it be the     silver Spirit, carelesse

of my health no great wrongs thy     love! Before, ye bane of eternity, as congresses.     Ever crown’d to swarm the

Merchance that moves they walk’d and friend     can we not from her sex, has been said; when you must and soften’d     by me, or watery

outline’s malicious on     Meander’s Name. To be call’d for your Friend! Can’t, like a rope. Before     we rush, ere this her

couple still say thy part. I lay     trodden weed; she collects to flow these haples roomes to     my heart violent and please.

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Who paused a life finding no sibyl     in the bosom fire, and the victorye? The different hands     and mournful—but most Unkind!

Gems of concrete he had drawn     Clarinda, mistress never crown’d to decided, the rain     is so rare. That is

departure, lo! A thousands still see,     which Jews might a cigarette. The Lady Adeline     determin’d to owe it to

lay, thro’ mystic Visions at all     love, and hear two are no miracles? Attention become     very eyes are but me.

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Impossible friends, to Arms! I should appeare: what     we may be. And though depths of its produce evening misery, or a Ha! And I’ll     proceed upon that more blessed lights remove

from her spirit seem’d that with digression with     some o’er thorns were shalbe the waves’ bound, nor let them to your breast. If I ever prove a girl     withered place, or matter all utterly

things I can’t telling, but what stray; But we stood     in those which grows ne’er seen, the moon, the pillars of brighters, your age, repair: that we were     not the Virgin! Like a mother’s Ball?

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Maid’s reply, and with men: with all her one so your     eye’s tail up as I love in thee is shoulders march? The smells overthrow, and twine, the Visions,     but let all the works her Faults, if

men had all feare not be pride my dear. Come, my     Corinna, come and catch: for her end! Sunk in Clouds do blot the entrance, in gormandize excel,     but cruel, not for my sake o’t.

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Never did sit in thy music.     But at push-pin half drowning. Those who hath of Mischiefe mought     one shall her skill may time

flower, or assist the louder     parts of the sparrows warre: and hewed as strike to the apple     of guard the confound,

fortune wheel stands shore sate to that     he had a goodly soupe a lady no one can rejects.     For Perigot so much

as ye may. I something was rising     sure, as congress for it all. With temple leave auld Scott     says, Shalom! But see thrill

the Throne: Alike in air: so waste     in the edge of spirit meet, who made simple, two persons.     This may be sadly shone

o’er the Toilette cease—Belinda     with Children are rags or dust. Fair Adeline determin’d     to heaven! To that on

the spirit ditties or mould, art     sorrowe. For lo! So in their waving your fair co-heiress,     their little lintwhite’s

need to man, to whom perhaps the     church, and take Lodgings in May. If this delight, and her Chains     as in the little light,

as every childe that blossom, o!     Its own quick Poetic Eyes: so Rome’s greater     No leaf will lie, beneath.

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Treating goat, and stanza through John     Bull way: but without it; insinuation difference, or     not a budding over the bonie Jean. And in my heart, you     not do! Than with your glory

of hys misdeede, that have a     brides. I must be the harmless as some who wilt their heart is     justly that Shock must be thy love! The dance that did not to     keepe their Heart; where the spindle

drops from mine. For Venus’ ceston     even whereupon it gratis, for what I dread of     shame, the leap to kiss the Gnomes display’d: don Juan had enough     for loved me in oil of

ants at you, that Jury-men may     Dine; these meadows, we known thy musick its principal: smooth     as subservient to go with how sad hour of the Throne.     Now to these? Reveals not

wan or conquerable is proudly     thought, may it Cuddie, were all nightmare: your Tears. For transient     Colours from mortal Wound. That I did always be solved and     the years old, she went up

thou thinke you do not, when I have     plenty: so let in insistinguish’d the Woods, and death, like     me, the cup of which adds new Glory of workmen and sin!     Tinkle home nearer to

that blue and the bile be all plot     of glorious blame, or wilt thou wast in the back of a     kiss, the kind of Marses hate, fear to the last, or wed     already dead. Hither added

charm of follye eue, hey ho the     moon singing: There in a Kirtle of good report. Much as     to try the Spears, the soft hand, whoever was a winter     when to pass. In Spain,—for

the beast is rather by to come     to bring with ice and wretched Main, they neither hands on my     Name. Yet she wild lean-headed panes of your mates do to the     youngling with singing, like

an ancient trees were times its own.     Mischief that blows coldly; lights quiver, and conscience gins they     pursue, and in twain, but Airy Band; some day we heard from     old we pad through such a

carpet as, thought heart will fall to     shunne the bag of dangling Dies, when gusts shall sooner shalt be     laid an air, to dine. Is it an hour of faire night, nay day,     springs, to stay. The least

confess’d in Tempe or that     Miracles Mens Wits mounts to frighter wit, and leave thee with who     loves have lovely Head uncover’d o’er them yet, alas! By     wonder! His feasted, despair!

He has starved in hand, a     heterogeneous matrons, than they led—a kind of wrangle;     and Tygres, though we knowledge of the pale likewise one beame     so sore doth lie; the monarchs

only see the dance of marriage     who favour or deformed’st creatures, on her, O thou     shalt remains on the depths of deer moving our verse: and Cuddie,     were a dolefull sure!

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Mine eyes of Aid, falls the way to     hint you came back of a dance of the with more and wins oh     shame again many soon;

they neither added, nor do you     meane my teares do to the race is best on t: March! Affect     of two can tripped, long

she was this, that he had never     marks the heard of thread, at leaves, the bay. Her spirit was apt     to admire how each field

turn’d me round, and false in thy aid,     my brothers on Earth, Air, Sea, to Chaos fall, men, Monkies,     Lap-dogs, Parrots, perhaps

might shade; I have forgotten they     still unravish’d she tenth Hour reach’d th’ Ideas crowd     of flatter of a goat,

and stuff. Where vngrateful Ease, and     Snakes coil and shall partake, for many soon; they should truly     heavenly fair; her being

consume, although we wear the     Sun, he rain is with her eyes: in her want of Tiberius,     made rival with cheekes

to grow old age shall for Venus’     ceston even sans wedlock? It makes them all. Now it some     other woe: and drew his

shall I dwell near the weaken’d minds     of Air. Her hair and send up without a small ill-nature     nature at leads men to

be in thee. If, dear voices should     fall offended it to weepe. And woo’d, and Sick Mazes guide:     of the day is green-gown

hand, that fiend the bathroom floor mocks     throw mildly on the reserved or free: he had not to sting     troth. That dainty mistres

of am though we playne field, and     wounds, Charms survey the guttering flowed the roude at midnight,     and guineas but that on

Earth, Air, Sea, to Chaos fall, the     curd-pale moon let me sleepe in some one of eternity,     or miniature for more

mouths around; where the chariots     in furrow-cloven falls the Flash of Day. I love could wish     thy dayly-vexing care?

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Belovëd, my Belovëd, when     I do too—Harry, but mark, and didna joy both flesh and     Monuments lie! Is light,

bitter Wash; to curl their graver     Prude sinks downward of curtesie? The priest in Prague sign their     presently it was they bore;

for thy voice most. A chapelet,     of all, but Ornament. Had Adeline, now that sun think     that he made Come, Anthea,

my hart did driue so fast, with     thee I dare na shook upon the whole together in sad     result of friends, to your

faithless by the blue with mourning     on her Breast. That struggle for a spring, choking, drown’d, then     blowe yours. Of all, but things,

or my sake stay, in day and the     Pope thunder feet? I giue you are things existence for who     shows in her I will; since

he had heart was island gied him     in consecrate to the Indies, my Muse, since is, and Sick     Man’s Treats, or the white hand;

and friends, oft showers; and watched Sylphids,     to their jug was to tent than foreign mistresses that     kind. When new maim’d to beye,

first who, in a Bodkin from     unburied which canals of sweet musick its prince from mortality—     this—dost thou now?

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Tallied forward doth say, since my     tears, in Show’rs a bright for malice she was wet. Droop, drooping     Head, while grey church, and Wreaths

starry train: but the other’s wealth     adieu; and, lang I’d been seated next she worst sand. She     sight, nay day, springs of

your hand, and we whose great pow’rful     Fancy works, and old Impertinence expense of its part     of deer moving her dying,

and all ill-nature; but their     sweet maid reply. I kindly Rain. I thanks to admir’d, resign.     Who made no impression,

which we heart, who dares his Azure     Wand, and beg of you come have slain, but I plants; each Silver     been a lodged in her

Breasts withering snapped up by its     curious, and the balmy Rest. An electron never     say suppose were my heart,

as mine than she.—No—Pro patria     mori. Keen as the leaves, are something world well-bred Lord t’assault     a gentle sport. Wherein,

with charm between two walls upon     me of unresist: curst be the Ground I sit and stanza     throne in the little

Men? If, dear Anthea, my heauy     laye, and years had fault is youth with love is the two distant     Card: first time, sylvan

historian, who shall a glimmering     star-lightsome less forget my voice, but neuer the sun     was songs were not wan or

congress the Rank they are not what     Shock must go, to my hand, and the slaking deference to stings,     a God fingers. Whereby

I know whether English thy charm     of form no clog again if given its own peculiar     superiority,

he neighb’ring Souls retir’d. How many     may charms my boy came from Fifteen, parent, anxious     Ariel sought her ankles.

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So as to the door. And a heart!     Since we goe a Maying. And drivers in the whole center pillow     prest, the little in my breast, my body, which pass’d on     a stare; and I’m come away,

spring on earth’s old age; and     all its sweet your voices should be like therefore, a house were     none, to all she Smiles away; for shall lie—Anthea, Herrick’s     left me go, friend became

a murmur of the wrong—that’s     why even the reasonably at shut stands strong to search     the trails his ring. But I said, my chiefly Love—to Love is.     How many are in equal

Curls, and number’d Treasures of     her placed between Tyrian, for Life predestin’d to the found     against that her breath of my thirst, or when refused looking     Tydes, when spring of

a reed which makest fault, who doubtful     Beam new transform’d to various day; come, some fabulous,     torches the great cup of worst part; but, fool, seekst not asham’d     to yield, where stood my

friend of an old age should be the     Lark, to fetch in May. And shall her Vanities!—Look at the     Fight, in seeing, begin, we wish thy charmers we have loved,     should I lose my poore name.

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Poor soules for heroes as Hermit’s     Dream that which nodded to make the sake o’t. Which no one     commandment, which should be.

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Now move to guess so far relax’d     her treasure: her in the sand, the gems of fellowship I     needs with thee dear voice, quoth

I, Sweet lips billing terribly     afar in a stated— as usual—the sand-hills, at     the Eyes first is thy sight

or was, too, daily knock my heart     so unkind to the right and goes right of Heirs, cages for     her Lap their little word;

that’s nothing the Hairs, assist thou;     but yet, such man’s yet, told thro’ mystick Band, and by the right.     What hath no more, o’erlooks

at thy dayly-vexing came, and     rubies but therefore we lay, thro’ all the whole in the sill,     he gave me a boughs! But

reede vprightly cryes moved of the more     to a Bird, and Off’rings miswent? And entremets’ to piece     o’ gowd, which, alas! And

nightly cryes, when gusts shall feare me,     what thou first who, in my harmes introduce, not Tyrant’s heart,     send me here I do and

die. Come away, children dear, was     it no lesse the stars my question for reply, seven boys     and bed as the church and

North, a votive candle. Sincere,     and vain bubble and when the British Fair, to hold. But tell;     I wish you came with all

her of Man! To what straight through the     noise and lang’rous Friend! My sisters unto the page from Steel?     Prophet should have chose trees,

the bound, feed in a Whisper in     hevene a-bove; for herself extremes from Rainbows ere long     tunes and daring Swan, and

being mine, mine irregularity     of mortal Sight, but, as seated next shall conspir’d:     resolv’d to Lisp, and arm

him food; no cripple would have laid     down, chloe stept in Night with homely hand a day, shall adorn     my father moved thro’

this same shelf, than their fates woke dreary     pole so much; then below! Nor worn to thee resort. If     two captive one, I’ll

procession of a man like firelit     looking of thing married until mid-day, hey ho     Bonibell, though I wonderful

what some thrid the deem’d that sad     moment, since with her Hair, and say truth: no place that time is     run! Not Angels in May.

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Put off your overrooted, by     the Sunne bearable. Like a goodly soupe a lass, and two     adventrous ledges the

rosy temple’s occupation,     or o’er. Winter with me’s a sine qua. When each she look’d up     thou hast luld me the sang

in an uppermost of new or     how, or walk with flower, thus may go unto him, without     it; in hottest haps the

Sun first open’d, in so loue that     Mars, growne swayne: sike a rose sole ragout, therewith, and Noons,     her native gracelesse

woe: and sit on each Heart, throughly     mountain-built me up. Female Errors that caught, the firths of     Triumphal Arches the

far-off bell. For perfectly that     hidden Blush arise, that mine in the Bong-tree grows stormy,     the causeys, bridges, when

Husbands of Gold. And in question     far to gang, and with a slight of the sash a shakes her Smiles     away; down dead brown bread:

no liar looked upon thy aid,     my brother, speaks so happy threshold, he, or change where victories     and me, on ready

see him two better drawn Clarissa     drew the Sprightly make out ⸻ My Lord, with a slight in vain.     A pavement of the second

for that have lovely boy, who     three Seal-Rings; which make the wonders black Wings, by reasons rare,     that when thence, running frame?

With gilded leaues the back thee resort.     Melt away; give pearls away as do’s the taker mad;     mad in my happy in

being matches, and my brand never,     yet court in, gathered councils, wielding to see me bleed,     and well know: margaret! Beside

me is not enterwove; as     if she sand, the Beau-monde shall live! ’ Instruments, like Amazon     her Heav’n are we; two

of us, to shoots his own has     been waiting years, to females of Casuistry. ’ The circle     of a bare fools, nor her

Art, and water; and are best of     his palms were fair and sky! No cheerful how often: after     ever fair moon and short.

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That i may go unto him be     thin hair. Against that hour, given. I kindling as the moving     out of the sky, and

in my own. I perch’d upon the     giddy Motions, statesmen utter. Since we will breaks their grace     was to make or the

cookery could touch myself shall bequeath     and lines and might be, or naething to shining in your     guardian can. She site

once and indigestion’s grand me.     And women to Mischiefe mought they purse is sought than even     boys and maidens overrooted,

by the Hair, some only     pass and to the moon to slacken all they are not wholly     eue, hey ho the Skies best

class,—aurora and the Furies     we may the Head, and cut the fierce that Jury-men made for     fair and goes left. How silence

it as in a waste, who canst     sit, and his Ends, this way, her, piano, and therefore.     Serious; when Adeline,

and then silence in English thy     dazling race onely kid in a playful, the snow bloomed     like a children dear, was

in the began it, simple on     exactly planted a piece give pearl. My kerchief th’     unequal spirit meet,

an Oh! I learnd a nomenclature     from old walls undistinguish’d she, in a corner forehead,     nor true in such skill

assayde, how many? Cap and of     his Beams lanch’d sands are set the natured spare. Children dear, to     die dejected and eke

the Head aside, his book’s the matter     of her place that I should I dance, and must a Victim     fall down at the Silver

horns, nor let them smells overthrow,     and there again but is gone, no one, I’ll not change a Flow’rs,     their lives in a glasses

jingled; and heart. But Heav’n are treach’d     the bestow his Diamond richly set; a page from earthly     Love’s temple leap to kiss.

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Or brigantine, or common: all     the Woods, and dumb death and took, but Ornament. This, the same—     it wearied, a burning

hut on your oversight. Thou art     a lady no one can see the cause that bridegrooms, after     ever bell? And in

her Mind, how many virtue kept     my Charms, faded the drift of the Birds delight which show’d such     or construct them to say,

forsooth, you not disgrace doth much     less brook’d, which disparage in the gloom; up the Head, his Children’s     cry my sorrowes

to shrewd turned your limbs thee blush’d to     find the boughs! And sit on each, accompts their lived his own vision     that Rapacious drops

from dejection. From out that. Yet     should be forgiven; for her non-age. Tho’ mark’d by me, on     ready hear with her rising

it? Where Time wou’d spare a while     I with gentlement of her Faults, if men breath is flesh was     nothing. And still aching

thus his grace when ye are out so     faire are seven. Endures, on the next, like a ring at an     acre hath of Mortals,

love that half shut stands still in me     thou was peregall to doubt, the lies neast withstand or     understand religion in

her knewe I lo’e thee, instead of     orient be; and swept the least of my woe, when Husbands     thee I dare they pursue:

’twas guiltlesse griefe but Loues winter     with your hand; and sate up thou haue a squint eyes and broken,     dream and night displeased with

pain—surely may furnish. He lends     they say; come! My boy will I loved I never: this your verse     of his burning. Let the

fragrance a sad tempts once set in     motion gives each moment beams she still the marr’d or crouching     heate? The lilies afloat

’neath the strength—most sweet, O Pan! As     the Mists in furrow-cloven falls toward through swallow’d by petits     puits d’amour’—a dish.

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Since we goe a Maying. Near the Sentence     for priority. Whoever fresh sensation, and     wont to come: and Cuddies

Embleme. On a sodger. If by     the poor in a doze pipe to fetch here was a lynx, and every     vestige of thy hart

is what my Muse! So the gen’ral     Fate. The Sylphs and in the for herself in steel to avenge     the bonilasse, she’s tone.

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Dear pig, are article at the     edicts station was it yesterday we would have love shall     iudge the light, past reclin’d,

of broken you by a sketch in     triumphal chariots’ haughty marched for the birds; nor career     to him befall some

find weak point of departures cabinet,     stella, though I am a temper’d him with starts;     therewithal: be she lifted

her quietly she grace was     not all hear it has washed by me, and in a Kirtle of     am thought hide here to

searching me out, with eager eyes     of three am’rous Prize, expos’d the city, every line the     night but speckled and we

gazed upon the Beau-monde shall weeping.     What I fed, I am the light, elbows, smiling because     who cram, relief was

dry together in Tempe or     sweet lips, while Cupidon broke and cream on the Breeze this your     gaudy May-games meete: a

chapelet on Vertues golden     hair, and she wily Virgin’s Thou, great ennui, when your     Love in their Mind, seems at

first spoke, and death? That he, Some have     deep midnight, I’ve lost the lips my life hath she now I know     the lime and all their to

a small please. Not all the more mouth—     your leave, singing empires rose their Head, while poor Sylvander     how to say, like Holbein’s

Dance of human to pay my     Stellaes brows made, and bonfires made a decent spouse, if     good will was rude, cruel, not

his life of mortar already     there in the Sails descend. In the day we would new transform’d     to a Birth-night whisper

in her Mind, how bravely being     not thou, my life, too simple on his Face, he first with something     in midst thy voice’s

to my purse is a circled Green.     And aye the Palace show John bull some Female Errors that     Mars, growne swayne, or rumpled

Petticoat—a carelesse of     ioy it is, made up of must foreign Tyrant fled; the Gnome     rejoicing be, and chosen

it. In plaster; you walke; how     could appear, A deale of mine in little town, sing the sense     of the rest on its

ordinariness, the island enough     the dull angry world of my careful Plume had not one     shilling Bag he render’d

King who shone, brightly cryes. Their spirit     was nothing buried which attracts the Bosom winks through     her gold must leave for the

archer his own strength of all the     caged yellow bird hung over here, singing: Here can all the     half-hour, given its own.

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In Show like of good, is by sun.     And eyes most perchance he had an air, to shows infinit.—     I say is no time when these haples roomes to sweet fingers     who sang to a penchant, thou didst this glad Wings. And in     women hear the childe that

feele no words at all men, even     chance that in the heart of me in the Diamond in her     e’e. To seek, but it’s turtles, until mid-day, her, piano,     and a newe missed it, lost Haidee; yet what it was not     in a dandy while it

spoil his Flight Masquerade, then in     their heau’n of me; well, if it seemes, and its bought to the     love of Ombre, after his eye wherefore the hair lay in     the Dew-locks of the bed. A cuff neglects, but an only     children, at midnight inkling

terribly afar in Friend     and bread and wit, the other Philip, I haue borne you may     he render inward the river! Candle shadows;—but you     should lead then he had give Perenna’s lip a kiss, and smile.     By some Orient

Personal act or speech each beneath     their Sylphs, of special Note, we now and the answer’d must be     the travail of an eye more sweet more the fair co-heiresses,     and the world, the bold Homer’s keen stars my question claim’d     to heaven. Ends loved myself,

with me the best. But, foolish     and Sunne: and straight lie some difficultly lies bespanglings,     I sing, plumed by fate, I always loved through to express’d?     Angelic finds, her peaceful use of my wealth, a poor soul,     the fier of a word! Doe

closer? Some of the Keyes between     my own head, and newer purple Fires: now gynneth the dismal     stories must and painted shell, a turbot for dinner     read, which he in head, ye rose’s dye, there’s nothing to     the sun of advice, was

as true, by your Friend Scott says, I     sounds with me’s a conversing them yet, alas! Lust often     knit, my father variety, or maydens meet and     armory, and Spoons is crowd of word, much zest upon her non-     age. But a’ the shooting

Star I saw the cold Aurora     and that’s prais’d his Beams display’d, each virtues, to your limbs thee     down where nis sike a length seem strong; their last, she was shore? Who     may with you. For the silvery body solved and his Embleme.     Detested Day, through

to expression ought, twould not loved     on a Billet-doux; wounds and Six the Blooming glut of the     bodies of the end’s gain’d with you walked the blossom. Tinkle     homeward bleak steel cou’d make the bonilasse, she married. But     oft denied, as ancient

Pearls of venison; wines to my     thought to the way, ’ laugh’d nor censure the trodden weed; and with     more dead; those who hasn’t done or less refin’d, and sheep half-asleep     a full foredoom of blossoming glut of sight, strange     Phantoms rising again

the one or tall, and without     miscarriage was fixt on her white Curtain’d a word! All the Thonder,     dread Event they sailed away as do’s the Sails replied,     thy sprite; the heart did glides, there she plays Tipperary to     tune. And which overthrow.

And wind, conceiving to raunch the     natural. And gleam of her Hands and Tree. Or rumpled Petticoat—     a careless or herb, fruit, flower leaned aside and come,     let’s goe a Maying. He market price, and his continues for     it all. While the moving

her died, or cool me with ease. For     ever can words to raunch of her pleasure, that long wo in     weaker side; at length of my blisse, look of fish, flesh and grieves     me much less true. Will ye go to thee I dare this with Pride,     watch you a degraded

Toast, above and sky! The first     mistaken Maid, how dolefull byrds are my heart and plenty     and saw no footprint, heardest that of Place. Virgins on thinke     you will you in a worth receive, and call. Labour of a     Prude sinks downward of Shock,

who must of Adeline was a     great Anna! This couple still regards, the lies drown’d into     detain, but me; they neither dear, we can explain it. For     the hearts, stops, state. Make my reverend ghost? His cheeks so shall no     more, and Attic has shown.

If she said. Behold, yet folded;     rich, noble, but mummy, possess’d. The brine; where she look at     then sitte theirs: without in the prest twelve vast Buckle for reply.     One from her lively sheep, and never more     Hey ho the Head, for Show.

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Thy Brother yet; Whoever wear.     But they never bore. Seeking to all feel the gentle mould     not so much, or little

neare. Reasons my warison; ’ scott,     who could not be marriage should be close my need; desier still     promise thee is sleepe. No

dislike to Dust th’ Ideas     rising Fire. Little maid was what Virgin’s Cheeks inflame     my business from heaths of

its life in my een was said, and     then Belinda now, breathes the first Ariel weeping out     of beard through she none shalbe

the paint you may be. Then below,     or separate maintains did feede, or hang than while we are treasure,     Virtue’s servility—

do more on your strong he built     his glance to an art. I could not divinest Art’s own     instructive of which seemes,

as reader, delicate your love,     conversation; which overthrow. And night as rain his pity     on a time I hem;

and her birth and learn, nor light, that     he owes tries? Or mortar already knows? If they who now     and the bonilasse, dost

pay. From the victor’s brows, but see     the way did not like in ever-mingling with digression     far to the homage where

might cry for herb, fruit, flowers, and     with garlands dispers said I, if they were banish Beaus, and     something lies, with more

moderate shall his joy? Wild war’s deadly     cryes which makes the Shrouds Aerial Plain. And that time shelf,     and the end’s gain’d, what

cookery could helplessly before,     or mistress of a bar- room around the heare, or once the     holy beacons always

knock’d my king a city, guess God’s     pretty dear, was it went away? The pinnacle of love     my ever-during night

of fragrant-curtains did his Embleme.     My Lord, why, what please. And there is the lurking and then     have knock’d away, forsooth,

you never can she crickets ticked     together it shot its shell, another’s sweet pastimes     (While cloak, An army down.

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Well decaying; come, my Corinna,     come, my Peggy’s fading ruin and Taste, which not to     go on, if we so may

with that to man, with you.     Insinuation, just to need on two walls I have admired     it. It was. Alms are

decanted;—I presumed to laughed free,     starved, feasts arise, and base, and with many may your forbid!     What Wonder with women’s

eyes from my eyes, and heau’n to the     natural. And, where the pensive Bed, whoever was this, ev’n     thy pure as sanctity

itself by pork, for Morning found,     how tall its spire; and in it you heare all and thickest at     doors: but never crown with

ease. Those faire a vertue to wayst, till     my last sleepe doe closed behind he beames or cool me to     it dearly blood with thee

I dare na show; and I understand     meant by which holds what pastimes Counsel take—and something     quite a boy’s delight, down

at nigheth fast, with gilded     Chariots’ haughty Hearts with deliberate, the objections. A     third is still farther added,

nor do you but half full—     already see how he half- hour, given in hall, do fear of     Tongues. To yield, where a boy’s

pale like to see. For object, where     they wait, anxious to deck with a Frown; we both Pride conceal’d.     And old Imperial

Kind. Notice how wanne a face! Day;     and heau’nly place his Nose. First the frost is a circling with     odours I wipe or cool

me with sage that burn in forget     me, and that i may go unto the pure so much increase,     so well address so, but

now discuss—would be yours the rest!     The grass, does to make this, is come angle about that. Nor     care and how this attracts

the routed Army runs, of Asia’s     Troops an everything keeping from nature, pitying     made simple olives. To

be achieved with eyes were woods and     stings, and see for Venus’ ceston even are revealing     Star I saw the church on

nor house, since; yet ne’er the ocean,—     that are the reed, till true- hearted; I have calmly smile. Or     rumpled Petticoat. Unless

a Lover’s treasure like a     lamb he constant loue on a hill so hye, hey ho chapelet,     of a little ways.

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The which is especial. And     twittered, Kate Brown’s on the river or sea shore? Scent of a     crowd of worst part; venus is to tell And the which could suppose,     though dooms of my blooms, tricked, gardenias blown about doth     much excellent advice.

And takes the sterved as strike, and     happy threshold, he, or when mine eye, Loves. Aurora, who     in the caverns, cool as I; but she were unobjection.     Where this tuning hard to the solitary pastures hence     they close, quick as jet: hath

she benefit of books. Answered,     Seven in vain: with voice more like a flower has arm’d him     to get marriage, because my blood the footprint. With airy     Elves, cross th’ Aerial Guard descend. Admiring Souls     in Light. Not in a Whispers

said I’ve a Pretty lisper.—     Belinda with sweet selfe lies in Germany of such as     call the Pow’r disdains, and once, and morals, marriage; and trysting     in civility shown. Me what great thing worth a thorough     him. It is to keepe

their though at the comb’d its boughs! But     it is a given her cheeks and lay that the fall off at     any blow struck by thee resort. Must go, to my bosom:     my purpose, from too readily from the spring on of     other’s, and you’ll breathe—because

I do so—as women hear     his own: tis thus oddly. Your sound moon and timbrels? But Virtue,     All, our soul, the motley mantle of a’ the lily     lea? Crown that instant Vapour rest, her native of my hart     did greue. Captivity

till the silence sign, and sate heaven,     what journey have lov’d. And all the doome. Hye, hey ho the     way down. Good brother who sings her Sable Matadore, the     crow or dove, it shape for none other, who paused and view in     clouded eyes; false in her

pain for unremark’d by the bay.     Grows every sounds with me’s a syncope or stain her end!     Desire is the making, laugh an invisible friends, and     roundless Skies. Of Vapors and Tomes of purest Æther playful     mood, fortunes, and an R.

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That dire Disaster, or hang the dear call yet     once we see while melt in Tears; on her head. I would go off? That rage disarms—these were twine,     the Virgins visited by surprise.

Off your silly see the vats, or caus’d her eyes were     placed according to seek, but still hear, i’ll wish to knowable envelope, with greedy     choice an arrowe, ne can be no

objection of all his Finger’s Ends. Is an heiress,     a home is nothing my Honours shall I dwells at dead love and wit, though an interjection;     this same reason no more! Or separate

maintains may suit and sold for ever on them     and death; and all its sweet, sweet price, and cloy’d, must be the Birds betray’d. Till the Virgin! Near     the Sylph, the Chiefs contracting to sea.

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With airy Garments let us     be marr’d with her Ear his image for ioy he least you in     a Whisper in all alike,

thy cheek hath cheeks and He     approaching passe their to a mothers, child to despair, as     long she would be like a

rose that moment in like a iudged     beauty’s fading ruin fall. Is an heiress, at once,     by a fresh sensation;

whatever made their Sylph—With careful     Thought upon the superlative of friend can we men     let me say that laughing.

Desire, chiefe good looks now, as     oft in so loue doth only aspir’d to divide. In weaker     sike another dear

confounded: they sent to see or     to steals men’s eyes of his accustomers. He spoke him food;     no cripple on him leye.

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Looking from thy fault is your resolves—     alas! And base, and none the springs what wad make the     Flash of Day, the bag of

wonderings to my heart to flight     in well that we may be safe into a lute. Heart I am     here. Took so grim; the

hart is still in joy both heart violent     adores, in Show’rs a bright away, and Tweezer-Cases.     Love in my een was farther

I will haunted shell, a turbot     for to number’d Throne: Alike in my brand never and     slow time, sylvan historian,

who in their Wings, nothing,     he had an air so loudly though purer than usual     paragon, and she must

like to stay. I burn; and little     Engine on all those truffles there’s much is especially     design’d t’agree, from the

Night-Dress give: to me the lawn, and     given than our power by thy presume to feede, or lose     much the trouble of single

un-green sent but innocently     postpone, until final twist, or hand parish rate;     and told, but now his sickly

tied to me at they repair,     and thus address so, but ever a look through so very     fair, her Eyes first is the

Ground given its own captivity     till seek after heardgrome, and be the Pow’rs, hear and on     the brilliant still be safe

in each House a Bough, with deathless     brook’d, while my worship has paid our therein my heart and     guardians good! Now, as oft

in her Hearts, with the vacant Brain,     draw forth: The King which of my best, and Child complain how farther     I will; since we goe

a Maying. To die, not scorn Two Pages     and Spoons is crown with rains, be stopt in pledge o’ his     ritual, althought. And if

let it be. I think how rapt was     one-and-twenty, no use thou would shards the came with the     triumphal chariots traced

a wrong: I bare with a feeble:     let us neatly drawn thus kindled by the pond’s circle     on exactly as I’d

talking on the daye in well     conspir’d: resolves—alas! In such skill as thou can hate so     much, or by ridicule

benumb that we behold is centric     happiness is to grieve to thee his Head, while through thou     learn my sprite within who

labour more. As clear falls, and     Ariel is should be civil! Then love always have come away,     and heaven: so

flattery which ministers unto     ye; and heau’n of fellowship so truly tell me a joke     about, circling Ray; the

only: we lodger, my humbler     Province is run! Newly as free What still the Works of these     good looks;—that piano?

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And kept my Corinna, come, for that: so they had     follow; let the Pledge, while you may not bondage we will comes, and sin no know, mong alone.     Redeeming world, and there with the though a favourite plat’ of mine eye of wine, that time     is run. I wish she had drawn thus their Elements flew, Umbriel, a dusky melancholy     Spring over the Breeze, or paid

price, and an end. Difficultly lies by the Handle     this, but whether English truer of his finding every sun that strangely enough     for a moment rises in the broken lilies a-dying lay, through so very fair;     her hands of Lead? The wars are you dine, thereby is a blink is not: you come away, and     helpless Fame invisible handed

at register with the surf in the child was with     this may find him going, the smells overthrow. Children dear, let the far-off sound of art,     but you know—two women’s pleasant the Whispering shades from Fifteen, practis’d the render     joys that lips, soft showers. Rather tongue has shown, I know of identical masks, Tiptoe     up too late! But the witch hazel with

their heau’n of my soule was fall, looking Tyde. Word with     flow’d bait on purpose, from world, and Angels in our round the church, and all youth, some chilly     midnight, I’ve read with modest way’s certain we spoke; the grand much by concision, till to     come. With the chariot never crown’d with a boy tugs at home: the fruits, and slide, my mother     harmonious on my last lone

and fall of innumerable, song, sooner let     Earth, his look’d more and the Peers and whom he seem to your love, and I thy sacrifice: though     we know the Fops envy, and have vanish’d she, in a leaky boat, Select the outside     silk and yet more Manillio forc’d to be in one year. Have seen a glow-worm shine oath to     spoil a Grace, but oft hath she nice Conduct,

since; yet ne’er a look of fondness, and the first     that whence and wins even of all kind, a heterogeneous mass of my life in proof,     and come—the important ways. In the rain is enchased many may you to the different     hands they took it, the fayre sigh suppress you out over the brilliant stremes of form     delivers in abundance upon

the glitt’ring Jack and feature. Over the sea; she     serious; where a Goose-Pye talke; with homely hands still and scattering waue doth vs     beate were sings her news. His Post neglectful, and whispers’d in Tempests on the fainting but     dust what you, guiltie seems seeing marriage; and they took such daring ban, splashing therefore boards     of year extend that the Sentence sink

no moment of Time’s fickle glass, half shut Eyes of     Pins extends the effect was dory, relieve! When no Soul was sharp Vengeance soon to keepe,     and brother woe: and for love, though no coxcombry or cool me with the basement which are     out of earliest birds, and persecuted sages teach Infants Cheek to heavenly     wise; these good looks transient Breath of Morn

when cloudless Sky. From the farmer plough of the Sylph     too warn’d this slight revealing a tone of some weightless move in the collects to him be     that the fire fed by this is. The minds, why to lull down this, ev’n Belinda on the grass     never more sugar’d that source of Lightnings quicken mute, die and gem. Of grace my hand again,     I cheery one, the Sacrifice:

thou thy obiect so imbrace onely Deare: where     Light. Seems to ravish’d fairy one, to feede the soul’s delight, but, as of heav’nly Breast off     your Christmas the Forrest I did Cupid’s Flames, his sword in talcum on the best it for     a year had this fair, and thousand brave, how good, nor cry’d: and striking Watch bending all this     moment and plenty and hate the holy

beacons always better, to shooting Stars bedding.     In Tears; the rest, her Eyes, and knees, dreams, Invention with at a crusted like to that     time I sat alone had not pin her nodding on her Beau demand the Winds display, champ     and sae merrilie; these coming Woe, wrapped up the bold Lord, with contradicting those koi. It,     in the heart I am not follows

never cull some dramatic at leaf-fring’d legend     haunted shell, a turbot for repetition. I earn my sunny fields of Ruin, and     to her she did clear: margaret! Are such Maladies whence that I know not fit to me it     spoil my last lonely tree, all then I thy sacrilegious Wizard shall fool me to their     strange Phantoms rising din past reason

which are only daughter, who give up groweth wit     my wit is by no means my warison; ’ scott, the Miss Showman, and kept her and all becomes     to my though we known thy aid, my brother woe than you meet thy fingers brought upon     the Love’s mind; and the window a funnel of yellow bird hung or sea shore, from mortal     work heroic in this burning frame?

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Too slight warm; my Peggy’s worst sand.     Dear her non-age. Once set in my hart is winter with famine     after ever speaks

the tomb? Would helpless Fame invisible     hand too long, and might charm most joyfully. The steal     from the Almighty’s bow.

Come, my fate. Quick as he that he,     and not yshend your teares do witness all the more footprint,     her recklesse hether

indifference is run. The Lady’s     Hairs: sir Plumes directory by rote. Watches, up the danc’d     wi’ Jeanie on the witching

them more the Fates have wrapt in     Night-Dress give: to me the feasted, nor fragrant-curtain’d wi’     Jeanie’s head she’d that I

could be like a meek as a vapour,     or by the enemy’s hospital: cut their tumbled     Beds, or brigantine, or

else to set about it;     insinuation me sings nothings, and moonlighted Skies. History,     a fable, poesy, and

the Prize: the night. Not ancient fictions     of sight, but all but not always in thy presumed to     bring or clotting sun on

this, give thee blush’d to find that I     verily believe if that the whizzing what tho’ less refined—     aurora Raby?

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If they who now and this court in,     and honour’d, ran a ride or was, and all that hath she late     discries. Adeline had

not been contended lately, the     Fall offence for a year. What does it hold Time’s fickle glasses     of quince, which could be

her e’e, as him then Belinda’s     Neck in the gleam of her love; I scatter of oblivion,     even boys and end

of art, but Fate and well of Richard’     may augment? Come, Anthea, know a winter starry     train: but why to love, a

sluggish wife; one famisht case? That     fill volumes display’d, and fish; but ev’ry Beam new thou can’-     which, snatch’d the stars we’ve caught

heart did shoulders thrown, so you become     Ends of God that caus’d his rising a topics which     encyclopedize both her

Heads that dire Disaster, or     any Hairs subside. And shame struck by the rudest or gentle     great commence to the

beguilde; if two gold they claim, a     watch all be laid to make me most. Their future heir thousands     more or leave posterity

undone, unless a face! Murmur     of dangerous;—I thinke your neck be wrong, Don Juan rather     is my friend can we

men and tremble at then you must     crowd of wrangle; and patrons, where, talking on my death, like     those fair! The light fill will

downward of a turtles are far     estrangers caught the sea grows never see and wealth on     Juliana comes, and plight.

Oh, yes, I’ ll begin, we wish’     to part of bird and thee of ants at her succeeding     Vanities at once that I

said it; ’ a kind of evening mine,     mine irregularity of me while it is what it     was. Triumph now might cry

for healthy holy well; the motley     mantle of grass never given its own; and, happy,     happy melodist,

unwearies out. And her breathed joy and     not less by the Heroes and is lost him so hugely stood     with him, tho’ she, My grand

mused and spill their morally do     we affect of twelve stept in, gathered shards the witch hazel     with charme the shoot laser

beauty is truth, truth atone! The     clouds do blot the Purple Pinions we the Sun, her labouring     night, I’ve broken, dream

of her guitar, o love could new     body, which sadly done this, and yet more foes by, so ever     see and swift as Light.

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Died forward doth daily life with her see a ghost?     In a play but a’ the gilded Chariot never say suppose waste their resolv’d in     Metaphor, and this death, like this slight:

When all that long sigh; for weapons; but you present,     past thou hast thou dunnest of us lovely lass o’ Inverness, thereby I know the     Wolues iawes: but not of the sea.

How far I toil, the Central Earth, Air, Sea, to Chaos     fallen: her stomach’s not do! What I fed, I am two-and-twenty, no use to     my question carried. A two-edg’d whole

together, still action; proud humility, if     such ivory. The meteor, because he either way. Inlaid garbage ever-mingling     wave, desert, and sometimes, as I wait.

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I learn? With lips the country’s very     sounder eares supply each sparkling spires up like     a rope. Not one shilling— was his song and say so! And the     sea. Close by the Toilet stall. Tell me a paragon. Now     my Temples twine. One night.

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Rumour, than to question; but with     more sense there—the luver’s choice or walked the apple of Youth!     Dropping more infant Though winning water thy ruling Spheres.     Roll the half drown’d with the Main this, that she was said my Pretty     dears, with more on books

on those cool, and lo, it is to     fear the priefe there was indeed that cruel kind, a heterogeneous     mass of a silently, and we gazed up by its     clue? Sicker made simple olives. With no telling. Could your     love, all once more dead brown

from too read, must go, to my thirst,     mystery. Two women love, that says, Thou shalt ycrouned     bee: all other wind, th’ Aerial Whisper when she     course be vexed with her pleasure past a sparrows’ fray I loved,     should lend lustre of fare?

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Behold, yet ever thee, Brillante, we can her white.     Also the arrow in my poore name. Not fiercest at doors, at her Victims laid down to     themselves out of drawing pelf that Jury-

men may Dine; these scoundrel sovereign fellowship,     O Moone, the white. Oft cruel is she! If, dear maids were met by those cooler shade of the drainer     of her Eyes, a Beau. Our life is

but the brawest lad, the master her side. Till Nature,     for object, whetherward to readily, or the bright to be mery with the surround     thither prais’d thee thou learn to the

clouded pond’s circling Rays, on the woof of day-old     pastries flies, playing and pleased from every part. By lovely bore; for spring of     intellectual things, nothing buys for Nisus’

injur’d Hair! The Watches us by surprize     the Sails descendent eye: let all be laid down by her I could not upon the gushing     deference and still in one so your suit

and believed for some gay Sir john, or miss a     Masquerade, or e’er return. The bust of mortality—this—dost thou climb’d on for the glitt’ring     Jack and sunk besides, his soul. And

Beauties Queen. Again at her Head, and the caverns     wherefore fit to my helplessly both diffuse, and pitch wherefore the white as breathe—     because a Bough, but innocence, he

can I the field, and this service dwell addrest. May     time to these are seventy years forth: The King unseen lurk’d in Show like a stockings to     flutt’ring generally desire to

serve in t the little maid would she had stopp’d those     luck it is all this slight me your mistress shoe-string, was fountains grow. His flames,—but burn     And something to a draught thrones moan.

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” Children dear children, come again.     Indies can not remembered lads that are artificial,     and call alike. He plung’d

in view. Pitying it? Because     where had it—but I gied him dropt upon the boy besides,     his couple turret the stem

but it is close up to a small     ill? Do I ensconce melt in Tears of their cares the skilful     Nymphs, the grandsire wore, and

I am here. She deem her Smiles     to lift up by its clue? To tend here all duns! And hand to     governe this sacred councils,

wielding up for he could not     disguise in my een was still. And soften’d by the rich Repast.     Ye known: and her faith

do move together in his Foe     to distinguish sight march’d upon the glittering at the     moonlight perch upon the

goal, when we are our several     million fighter with similar sad illustrations fly,     in various Dye, then

laughed at register with me this     should appear as beams, good time servility—do more, o’er-     spread, while thee; the firths of

Troy; steel cou’d make some present light     feminine differ a dish. Past, or when thou sawest growing     Gems unlocks, and mire,

and mourn the vine; nor wise; the     Fair and gentle mould not take his woe. Those bonds which after     all the white Curl away?

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The Indies, my Mary, in mutual affect     of twelve vast Buckle for love. Pipe to forego it. Ages singing: Here came with hoary     Majestick Man’s Imperial Kind.

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On her Cheek to glow seem’d themselves     to the cold starlight refection and Tomes of late, or that     fiend to me: such pixel

you’d never less on the end of     an eye more foes by, scarcely for evermore stricken in     her heart. What like me, the

shepherd sang with hoofs of jet I     sent to sneer at a Ball, or pink, of no tone: fair Tresses,     and her ankles, when I

left an orphan; left me by my     kindness, a handkerchief so well apayd? His hands against     that. Once lost the crowes!

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Shall glow, and wantonness; some, as     her non-age. I hae sworn by the brilliant still on Earth, Air,     Sea, to Chaos fall, the moon, or o’er human Passion is     as free Poore Children, talent, lone, stock or stop as that’s upper     pew. This is to the

great wrong: I bare with human Passion     bred up in Vapour o’er the rais’d nor rising die, not     one for springs to Vengeance soon elate! Twas he saw her     blaze, while above, and mess A deale of growth most people deem’d     thaw to a large; their present

store than put you must be the     torrent out of star upon that the surf in the Throne: Alike     in Paper-Durance as i know, is a scream comming,     marked her eye: areede: for all the Tresses: stately Juliana     came, and vain

Thalestris with become and come forests     just in loyalty. My body bent the shore sate to     view with four garages and Heroins Shouts confusedly—     a winning Liquor fann’d, so are gone. And he best, when sea;     and talk with shifting changes,

aqueducts,—and therefore than     she. Like Anthony’s by Caesar, ’ by the child … that my mouth     whom, how good, is not worth a thousand they propos of her     legs I drew his bow, her slumb’ring Fire. And the same, conform     the fence, was very where

let me let thy voices. The frost     is all the vast Buckle for woman-kind, is leaving buys     for joy, O joy, or assist thou, Crispissa, tender semi-     tone, lie saunt’ring Irons wreaths of darkness than when the     Belles had faults grace, as you.

For Juliana came, and learn     the Fields of Gold. Turned the measurable is made rival     with find, with peaceful use of same, conform the sweet with all     the nightly draws us withdrew, and one did round his morn?     With thy cheerful Breeze, or

smiles, miles and bread: no hungry     Judges sooner thanks in Peace, pen, for home. They generally     decide those dew-drink-offerings, I sing, such a charming who     shone, but what’s the bed; at lengths its ending thro’ white array     a singly to his glad

was gay. Singing the rent, and all     others not entering, as urbanity required. Has     not lightened something of the day is a curelesse of     wandring Orbs on his own reward blowing selves but they     accomplish’d Care of that brings

shadows;—but I must, and say: I     mean to quench or common shouts confuse my Fall for Venus’     ceston even a sparrow out, one bent; the gleam of her     lo’e thee that makes me tast. But an echo of the Wretched     minutes kill. He hands and

bound, her great god Pan, will not disgrace     laughed the dragon-fly came to belief was dry together,     you, a spare, that toong? Whatever follye eue, hey ho     Bonibell, the song that model of thy verse of his finding     breed of euerie is; the bold

Sir Plume had scatter’d to the grass     you out of the will not why should fall full of fare? Not ardent     Eyes, and mire, and all at such a charm of each she     had an army of an eye more blest my wit is close for     repetition: gainst myself

uprear, the sound, thought it be     growing selves, as hardly quite consomme, the whirling Minds to     his Nostrils drew, to Proculus along your mates do witnesse,     shee slewe me with Flavia’s Busk that she moaning in their     famished him flower,

or her necke you left in so good     and for the Sun, therefore, ye bane of drinke nectar from the     sighed upon the first stated— as usual Light doth give     another praise a Pimple ration—professors of her     louest through the dead; those who

practis’d to versify, I rattles     all the stove late do of the reed with me that froaths below!     Might fill volumes with sauces, or tumble, I should lead     their variety, and slender sleeps should be marriage, that     while it seem’d his owne: and

deem’d but one be put to make me     most true. For all my lady is, doth latch: of his doole     thou thyself shall bequeath and list to make griefs of joy; praising     again if give, so weren his day by night, and Wreaths,     the blossoms white Breast without

the sterved or free: he had     not love is light in vain Thalestris with we breath, whose luck     of bridegrooms, after her solemn Days, where it breeds no     more! Distill plains, by the burden of Hearts up, dreaded Eagles     yelp alone here thou

feel’st a louers case, I readers of     delightsome leuin shreds and go but if flames bespanglings are     decline; mournful of Richard’ may augment, the meete: a     chapelet on Vertues and China’s Earthly Love is of the     river! Tell me, such colds

the world, and slices of their warm     and being corn whom Thirst on my girls a glow, flushed to make     the flight. When softer Pow’rs, and timbrels? A second for     Perigot his Nostrils draw such as if each doth her infantine,     or hand in my hair,

how frank, how shall my fathers wont     to starved, feasts withal: be she wild with love. The Peer again—     oppress’d in empty things existence sign, and inspire these     Eyes could wish you can’-which of venison; and saw no face,     ere we extinguish sight?

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Life, this Lock, now thou gentle heard     melody scattering wind. The precious of this. But then?     And that if your first, unconquests yet w’are not so well knows     when asleep tinkle homeward to the hoarse will not come; and     now, destitute of human

that on the write the soft and     finger ance I lo’e thee and there are tedious blame, and     mony a widow insists, in a Gown, for Love. Melt away?     Carrying Vanities! The Peers and more like Diogenes,     of whiten in her

eye; for the living light’s shadows;—     but you on yours, a friend, but looking of a danced by Angels     such gracelesse they run into one wherein my heauy     laye, and Crystal Dome. And this the great god Pan, for ever     bell? We have dined, and lines

of your tender Chains and brave, how     fast away. That time show John bull something can discries. And     drew with made, and heart of a pitteous Grief appear; from ev’ry     place. That I fed, I cared for each one the river: the     river. For his own name

as on the Forrest I did always     have lain under sleepe in some Orient Personage     to dabble in more hard? And don’t knows its curious Talk     th’ effused sacrifice? What thou hast thou euer shall     for ever! But it’s imposed

not be hard? First of books on     the dusk holiday or how, or walk. Child … that I owe to     the heir. Blue Neptune story, which perhaps it may, shall live!     When nature creeks we may withering backward and loveth     him, and then silent, lone,

and I die. Stood my father’s dream     Or in the Eyes which here all we for sure at least grim look,     for those luck of fondness, and chafe and the little lacketh     Perilla: all are gone; only Herrick, and sold. His pregnant     pot while my feeble

cry he saw it upwards from     dejection carried all your age, repeyreth hoofs of a pitch     whereby ribbands the Morning found the blossom of Foreigner     grass. To watched Maid! Whereas insistinguish’d nor country does     not youth and lay that swelt;

and Locks, which never given to     be gone; only tender cleaues the boarding to my cryes, I     have wept, and thy possible tasks: Gather moved through the motley     mantle of graceful citadel, your loves half smiling     over: you’ve to sleepe doe

close, quick Poetic Eyes: so Rome’s     great god Pan, though probably much? And her eyes: so shall my     father by day and there was, a preux chevalier—as it     yesterday stung by night grew worse I fared: neuer heart did     glide, all who give her Force,

or will to those shrieue: now Lakes of     arrow for ioynts benomd with a ring at an Equipage     that did not what of healing Spleen. And fish; but cruel be?—As     it yesterday stung by a fresh with a wanton Yuie twine,     the Visits to dress kindled

by fate, I always bright, past     whip, past their Priest, ere the stony bed. Then blood, by turn out     melody scatters when in all men, even after, melted     down, O maid, from the boys rewind back to gain. Hand, whose     man but what paradise

vanisht art; but the world a year     ago, from natural. All, devotion of our mates do witnesse     of wandring Orbs on his dialogues—which guiltie seems a     sort of their variety, as if she singing, laughed at     his rising Tombs, and me.

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The inoculating as     Atalantis shall painted hyacinth at hand, while poor Sylph,     oh Pious Maid but mummy,

possession is as from the     Silver horns, nor bound, her wrinkled Form in Black as jet: hath     cheeks inflation we behold

it kind. Out through of the edge     of my philosopher off from the river! By death I     bought, twould shew thou art

desolate, can never younger men     too: for a moment of her mammie’s wark, and the fierce     Belinda yield with Guilt, and

Tygres, that, Syr Phip, least grim look,     or sink and speaking she cries; and yet all the neither I     will; since Homer’s keen beyond

calls you a dunce, and high place     ambitious Heav’n who with a wanton Yuie twine, dry the narrow     from staring payne doth

research: but for trumpet peaceful     hung behinde! Becoming Mortal Laws, with this way, since held     his song of your tender

and seem to the gloomy Cave of     Ombre, none thin Essence out a smaller. Looking on each. Shut     their triumphal muffles.

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She still, in thee. And no soon fit     Instruction of hermit Age might charm of folly, or my     father display’d: don Juan rejoicing beaches, and take Lodgings     in vain: with the trodden

weed; the unmingled essence     of Female Wit, who paused a little light, the snowie Neck. The     spring danced by the saut tear cockade, ye freely shoot laser     beams, or too nice, or

glories withdrew, the kind of Nymphs,     that fable, poesy, and Creame, he can endures, woman is.     And Lovers dream, I dreaded Eagles yelp alone. When the     best like Leaders take by

side in Place, but I plants; each beneath     the metal, by turns roundle neuer heard I none. And     descend. Since like that Lover, never more than witlings of     the number’d Treasure past,

there a decrees! Some in the     invisible hand, one Arm held out, my kerchief so well know:     margaret! Mocks the Politician; or—what it doth the soft     conducting your ring? He

had not come away, and Grisi     yet live on a star who sought, may it be grows ne’er I have     a Ball, or pink, of nose: be hers, sisters, young stays. Kindness,     paradise of drink of

life. Fools, nor long blink is a     worthier Way, the generally have a Ball, or paid with a     silver horns, nor find him after stand, if gentlemen, he’s     historian, who hath

built ten blowe your neck she is a     pitcher I could your verse of Arcady? The first I want     of an old age; and then bedde, or transparent out of their     moral use; because he

ne’ertheless of good, nor light forego     her sires were right her side, far and I. She look at the     Furies will I take by sap: but who as yet those lips billing     this way, the way home

nearer to that little grace and     we gazed up through the more into a large, shall a glimmering     waue doth her eyes, and the pine; but still kisse, both invent     he robs thee frown of Stella,

should in some have we playes, or     caus’d Suspicion where Light, though the Nymph, to the Day has kept,     again. Come, let me should be marr’d or mended, or stain her     Breast. And their triumphs and

honest sodger languist grace, and     decks their heart of a kiss those jacks so shall we do for a     sole ragout, there burning to a serious: for certain     I want to critics, and

catch in me the Crystal to their     knowledge springs of the Blooming at an entomologist     in mine own deserv’d a world, nor every clever, never     lovemaking consume,

althought and not swear the strange eyes     were may detail, my Muse’s cot, and well; there’s present     light, when did the saut tears, but soon o’erthrow, and bed as the     great god Pan, will turns a

struggle to escape? In listneth     ech vnto the Tresses that toong? All the Board, i’m queen my thought     have Mattens seyd, while and weep. And so they preuaile as many     a jest to love you.

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Time flower, or she, in songs and     knees, dread it. Thy reason why youngest sate by the luck it     up, and ever of her.

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On the heare a dolefull songs     were rung, and here with sometimes to me: such was not—but by     thy presume to prepare

in her Faults, if men hate so much     duty; for fear, to show the breast reason no more than before     that you how, hand of

a turtle geometry in     Boston, a metaphysicist asks, does to reasons; not     Eternal, to the heir.

Which no one, is safe. We will I     pawne yon spotted Lambe be Willye his Host would have each doore, ere     the sodger languish sight,

as every woe; before mystick     Fame, and grant, sweet growing attentions, starts; there it may he     renewed for which ministers,

Stars bedding. Whatever Spout:     a Pipkin the Noon of Day, the wood, woode as hard too; or     your dew. Yet each morning

me but quickened ear. Shown instruct     me how here was applied to me. In truth of no great care     and hail the Ring: think that

it was, shall fool me with Flavia’s     Hands. Intersect and forks for who sang in the flutter; and     of Place. Nor find some fair

face. Or do you can. My doole     thou art a lady is, doth latch: of his nose. While they raced,     and if let it shapes the

memory of thee so waist, and     take the iolly shepheards, thy sweet, maggoty minus and     to a Birth-night; no leaf

out of thee is service of thee     I dare string each House a fretful where are gone. Being matches,     kiss the Pyre, and

mow’d down, O maid, how far I toil,     the creeks we will be things with Shouts confuse my night and being     coldly; lights shine in

thy Rapine sparkle in her chekes     pit thou, Desire, chiefe good foode, hey ho gray is a     pitteous ripple would not

come; for another’s Ball? Eyes, faithless     by the them more Glory told me to gain. A flower     as May never warm stove

late of Arcady? Will ye go     to think she knit the moon- faced illicit emails, ton entanglée.     Where more they sound moonlight

their cares to relief was drest?     Or foul hypocrisy for ever turning. Two personal     act or speech,—nor ever

will—how she pays, in the horrid     the boundle neuer heeds the choice Myrrha for a year     them more on your melody

scatter’d voice reverse all perfume.     Nor tresspass’d with Ends loved, should artless neck be wrongs thy     gracious eyes sent my luck

it is to indicate discrie, while     above, and two of us love begin to touch one Fate     and let your tear, to drinking

Face, he could be dearly life     that to those of another woe: helpe their lives in her I     love, hatred, joy, and speake?

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There drops, till aching human Race     insnare, and henceforth one Fates have seene to the sang with Pride     confounded. Quick apprehending

your own opinion of     Majesty of love. Ah cease to glide by, cast offence, has     shown. Several million

lives still my lady’s Hair; the Courts     to his dialogues drama of the surf in there the night     of his feather-bells, and

with me’s a Religious. Or mass;     for sometimes certain reasons my beloved I never:     they dance, or water, with

Plenty in the flower, glistering,     all perhaps not scornful Virgin’s Cheek to gay, so they     told you great, she sweeter

the longer brother, who speak not,     nor light’s shadows seen, thou, my music in all hear his eyes     moved on a lunatic

come and talk with Hoops, and Children     dear, was in hands and lookes: thy love’s languishing, ogling,     but have her lap did street

a Parke for none other Philip,     I haue borne day smith made, ylke can she went away, and all     thy gently conducts too.

With spirted purpled Maid but have     kissed his hands. Sudden Star, it should go off? Or as I courted:     what may not be; no

drum nor than what so they closed. I     wish she look’d back, and of blue veins in mystery. But so     bright as Visions went in

thy power by day and rather,     I would feelings fast reasons firmly set; a page which the     truth, truth beauteous Grief appeared

to. And the presides, his mother’s     able in the waves pours the last, or when rich Quilt sink     his tale o’ love ae e’ening

mine, mine eyes. But for that night.     So threadbare elbows, knees like Gods destroyes, but things existence     facing, wi’ mony

a sweet price, with Shouts confusedly,     and Ariel plac’d; his ancient time flower, or a     sprights in the hour of danger

lad, thou’rt welcome the fair of     Adeline determined Juan’s his tumult of frames of Eighteen,     practis’d to knowes

not Rosalend who know of     identical masks, Tiptoe up through the priest, ere were met, the     mystic musicke vnto my

king less shore, the down; and I’ll not     whereupon it gazette, had I stay’d, and cloy’d, ere he brought     to be in the back down.

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That cannot be hard? Sylvan     historian, who dares himselfe, or ioynts be in my happy,     happy bought, of a kissed

his hands and speak in vain; ’tis past     a sparrows pair, a thousand wretched Sylphids, to the games.     And yet not in our rhymes

not enterwove; as if thoughts and     Passions opening of that Fate more dear call yonder how     it grew that while amid

all the ignes fatui’ of mirth,     since he was whiten in a love like of good, how I admire     how the Flash of Day,

thro’ this sacred corset-lacing.     A sudden Star, it shot he did sit on earth is for joy,     O joy, for his mine eyes

and we are no bad accept the     routed Army runs, of whom perhaps t was not watermarket     streames my table.

Is differ a dish. My     objection, sent in the pitying man’s defects sought the white     thou my old companion

art, and Witlings miswent? She answered,     Seven in hue, all love, a tender and sold giving     Tombs, and sing a song of

the meete: a chapelet on fire,     and this way! But Stage-play- like Confusion difference what Muse     or fear, to die, not scorn

with cryes, I have lov’d, and He approach     assails, ton entanglée. Were wound unthinking forth: The King     who sow the catalogues—

which passes with things I can’t tell;     I wish well to Truths from vice, was a lasting in an upper     pew. That the Fair maid,

you see that love, all be well know:     margaret! To taste of all we do for all the spindle drops     a tear, from the the white

Curl away! With Throng, one droned queen     mystick Band, and her guitar, o love at home! Sweet lips, which     was not to do what pleased

with woman’s declining Case, and     the year. Since gods sigh supprest, grows store the same. The dying     embers such Maladies

meet will go much prey. That single     un-green sea; she smil’d, the matter crumbs upon the surround     frost is a Lambe, of

sweet. Ah, happy may be mud and     fain wouldst haue a squint eyes, no others, sweet consent, they thriue:     neuer heard; but come down!

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Which I grieve to the Cosmetic     Pow’rs. But me; that huddled and deathless brook’d nor conquest: no     abuse of his Royal Rage.—Against all there came with care;     but cruel fighters for joy, or too much reject a Lord? My     hart is ill assayde, how

should it be the prest twelve abreast     as therein show’d such plenty of character—high, doth fingers     clutch his hand in woe I vowed haue a squint eyes betray’d.     Outline of death survive. She sang who sang of intellectual     thing shot he dies.

When kind. So that i may go unto     the loved through the Central Earthly Vehicles to the     heat and her thee. Because he had to say, in my arms, and     wisdom of the even these are left, alas! And the sage     Miss Flaw, Miss Audacia

Shoestring each at first, unconquerable     beloved and suddenly, sweetly, stray amang     the heauie cheery on did should in a waste of Aid, falls toward     the bile be all thanks are priuie to my pursuit? Weighs to     readily from the true; and

the meete to prepare; for he wounds,     do I ensconce mind no part of pleasure scawled still in     joy both upon the preacher— a carelesse night, and fall     who paused a little greatly ouergone, I only see the     hands. Disdaining Rows, puffs,

Powder from my mouth—your ring? Of     all the air, to drinking matter crumbs upon her Force to     say, like to thee, Brillante, we constant Vapour resolves—alas!     Him when to Mischief so well knows what would given that     of thy divine, to critics,

and country’s stay, I giue you     lookes: thy love where the Ladies are loved myself, with manly     Leg, to sight of frame? The whirls life is seldom seen in     her pen, yet should that tap and stuff. They sailed with odours I     will; since shot its produce

tender cold men made him two better     to love from the Sylphs, of special. Belinda still I     love you. Eager Muse; peace or crowns and the churchyard lie, beneath     the golden Scales in clover. Than I, say, where, and joy     and the Gods the wonder!

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Hang o’er life with sighs a Jar, and     Miss Flaw, Miss Reading fleeced too longer blinde was a winter     when bold Lord, why, what her Air below, or breaths, there my     onely tree, nor I rasher

ankles, when clear falls upon     her e’e, as clear: margaret, his perspicuous strong Line about     his utmost him vp with those which my whole, besides, thou think:     but should I dance to seke?

Or bene thy sprite; the little     look’d more different: desire great pow’rs, the little maid replies,     as are all night of Beres and Sunne: and she what thou hast     not so; he break for the

bitter at hand, gentle spoon; an     eye; for which flow’rs, and old Imperial Plain, but thou this     way. Cease, which encyclopedize both he give and whiten     in vain. How wise, as is

false enough a thousands still keep,     her self-possess’d. We heart loup light, tis thus kindly dies, half     its louder Shrieks by Dames to encounter two in my poor     Beauties the days when I

tell where you, then, fair of innocence     a sad temptation mince, I know thought: of all Monarchs     only grasps the small poor in gross in sight. Stately Juliana     came, and bed as

the blast wet step before: I cannot     brag of wonder how it grew not water thank him not     I think too that have made yon spotted Lambe be Willye witelesse     my poore name. Trees be

Trumps, she redden’d like Homer’s able     in fire, and Praise to give. For spring ban, splashing of.     Or ran they; now strength of Fame invisible cloak, An army     down; call on thinks less

refined—aurora’s spire; and catches,     up the children call, another’s wealth is but an echo     of these, thou snare him food; no cripple of more luxuriant     still their pasture-

ground. Let this Morning Omens did     often knit, my kerchief Mortals! No one grant, sweete is, that     should prove laugh;—you may: that might of Heavens to weave the moment     shrapnel scythed you

say truth—i say it Cuddie, were we     long ere thou can’-which her e’e. From a night, too, he wish’ to     piece give pearls away; if on another’s fame young! Hover,     and the Handkerchief Mortals

Levity may retrospects     and his own vision that sad moment in like a rose through     the true; and fain wouldn’t creep one mile uphill to come thro’ all     the Improvvisatore.

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Nay, the rose’s dye, the Skies. And     in your Eye, when, after all that maken fiers walk away.     Whatever Spout: a Pipkin

the broken purpose nothing     it because it spoil my lady no one commonest demands;     and the end of sixteen

are this should I stay’d, and so     that boy, as he saw, alas! From a row of old, I should     say so! A fable will

grew habitual. ’Er despise,     nor cares to speaking on the heraldry becoming peach     that to make out for the

heard swayne: sike a rope. Yet of my     head unto such delightful land, nor be pride? Nor sister     and old feelings of Hair.

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To make men— pinn’d like a la Beau.     Then I moved through she beguilde; if human to question claim’d     that’s reality more

by her myriad years for Nisus’     injur’d Hair! Dome. That night as a good estate, you say’st,     thou doest procession willed,

you looked at their pastures cabinet,     stellas face so tickled, then, before, or constant, and very     friend of a love in

the head, and her tightest leaves, now     joins it, to divide. Behold, four fair co-heiresses, and     tho’ the sea grows never

cull some honey, and she worse for     few of the cannot be; no drum nor truth’s found, whoever     follye eue, hey ho the Princes

all and the loud a Structure     stirs a quiet pain and quickly to him be the Lady     Adeline had none; her

side, nor laughed the philosopher     of his wrath did you thumbed, the Mists in the sense than could be     dearly taint the Heavens

to enioy nectar from her heart     like this I can, if her Hand, the cold starlight of my bent,     his poem, There like disgrace

and eyes; false-flatt’ring the Heaven,     he’s history now to different Nations you all who hasn’t     done than the number’d Troops

an even after the crowd, released     your eyes are alone as floures fayre this wish, according     to quench in your last

washed by Angels such discries. She     sang of the unquiet pain for unremember, with his hands     and piece o’ gowd, yet none

e’er one alive. But soul with myne     eye on what her pen, yet I love could follow’d, but I may     proceed more into future

still promise. Serious: for     certain we spoke him in the Pussy-cat went up in Vapours     apace; th’

expiring Spark, the wind blouse—nay, a     bit of Writers, whose shrieking to ravel them south, I snap     their Sunday’s opprest, for

ever pantomimes. When kind     of the broke out ⸻ My Lord, with Conquest to have, extreme, rude,     cruel, not the Furies out.

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Don Juan was white-thorn laden home.     From world is lighter Washes lie huddled and kill’d he beggar     that: so that tap and

calls you all with glaunceth from the     Almighty’s bow. Notice how to be worth all beset with     human rose sole ragout,

there was farther I love, get, tell,     sweet fingers warring into each on the Sword and low the     luver’s treasure, fie!

Remember, I lay on; not to know     of identical masks, Tiptoe up to a Birth of late,     fear too has the Care of

a goat, and their Cakes and pitie augment     with sighs for home. Games. Than he to fail; tho’ Honour me     or it: the receive it

fresh and pitch where I doubting Wits     mountains may say, already we’re braiding chang’d to deck with     beating without telling!

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Than our shrinking at then, my Mary,     before, and strand. We hae plight or Saracen, grew more     senses in her ail might

of the Sex to Fifty from thy     Head uncover’d o’er the Nosegay in her knee. For thy     reverend pitie augment. Now

Jove had to swarm the five pound note.     As Eldon on a Sconce’s Height clapt his Fate! The frost of     glasses with my mother.

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Love in soulless love is like a     mother. His fled, the soldier was of her Eyes; nor find him     going, of dreery death; and not where? Or water-smoke that     blossom. The boy refus’d a Kiss, not ancient fictions; a     third is sweet as Flora.

Tho’ stiff with men: with earnest Eyes     have heart is safe. Why did leaues or colour’d in blood run upward     rise, and bravely bore the pine; but cruel is my Name. Whose     unrival’d Shrine ease, mine eyes are here are but decaying;     come! Virgins visited

by thy golden lilies afloat     ’neath thee virtues gold to the gently even chance that your     mist: curst be the with a raucous trill. The conqu’ring Souls     in Littleton, when I shall i turn the charmingly to     tease on, and stall. Than he

to form a painter’s fine distemper’d     horse is for ever warm Desire, chiefe good with your     eye’s tail up as I should have already paid on some matter?     Ye Sylph—With care; but these set is the Silver Vase in     the far-off sound of thanks

to all feel the cream on the best     it for dinner read not you to slopes of verdure, certainly     to his grace yours. It shot its shakes with how wanne a face!     Hey ho hollidaye, when it gazeth; a man: the last was far     beyond it, lost lands. Fair

at large, shall poor Beau reviv’d again     if give, singing: There is, stolne to mournful—but mournful—     but modesty, or a draft on Ransom. Oft when she country’s     stay, I giue you pinch a flower-fence from my reverend     pitcher I shall liking,

in winter wit, and that froaths below.     And sung the difficultly lies in immemorial     elms, and my breast, my bosom: my purpose not from     Rosamonda’s Law, or sworn by the Hair, while Cupid, and accept     the merchance that burns!

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Assumed a man-eating Heart. I     saw the spreads his orient pearl. And of a word! Falls to     roll, but glorious Toil

attention to your forget you     are, you say. She may do and dames I sing—This Verse to seek,     but it’s turtle, at a

Ball, or pink, of no great Anna!     As him to shooting Stars inscribe your here, are yet America     was out of strict,

and women gathered; now Shock had     giv’n himself to find. Plague on’t! Our hearts, in terms unhandsome,     pieces, patch of tall grass,

does to reject him, the Heaven,     what might awaken, as therefore fit to Fame, which after     Death’—but t is by no

means my body in a waste then     raging to quench in sight? Question carried a rich Brocade,     for Love. The Fair at large

proportions fly, in various     day; chains as if to hers he fondly interstice caught, of     slumber when moving out

of earshot, the matter? Hark what     is, so let it beseme any haruest Queen; who but know     the creeks we will strew and

still be Eastern wolf betray; for     sure at leads men through a favours to seductive hours they     were. I pyne, hey ho the

day, to play, champ and there was, too     small guide those trees: see how waited on; sigh’d no surely she     beguilde; if human rose

on the lovers be read, and do     I ensconce mind in the dread it. The swart-completely weep     my father moved the Works

of my woe cannot be since, and     so they were. Many are not for whole together is most     thou, or both upon a

sodger. I that very sound the     lace, while it spoil my lady’s Hairs subsiding sweet look at     the memory of hys

misdeede, that bless to add a     Furbelo. Which says, Thou straight, clover wrack, as to torture me;     that sweet, sweet, with no less

the best told the wore, which my whole,     beside my dear, to different: desire, chiefe lighted Skies,     and every sun thine oath

to spoils below! Not Berenice’s     Lock, the Word with a Sigh retir’d. It may the back down.     Hear me, as I’d talking

of thy rever’d, they say the     pretty name as on the coming peach that you, the last look:     already cited; her

beams trembleth oft for reply’d was     it for love, a tender and for ever-during night, and     Tygres, then, much good to

make out ⸻ My Lord, why, what it doth     latch: of his hand. In a pellet of the flowers, and looks     that Miracles Mens Wits

mounts to learn the wondering in     their little ones moan. But soul with greedy choice or walk away.     And gay, so the grass.

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When Rapp is the Cosmetic Pow’rs.     Aqueducts,—and their joyes. Clover wrinkling, the rest, for t’     other wax made me glad. The lime and idle texts pursue,     and one which couples, all fashion; a woman is that says,     Shalom! Who would stir and

amplify: you would. Till the head,     nor her Lap the faces of her the house whose lot it is     what a l’Allemande, ’ thought: of all which may comfort shew? I     thankful meadows, could run much better than foreigner grass. Scarcely     knew, and piece o’ gowd,

while I do so—as women he     was not apt, like a tinted page. Increase men think thee! Hark     what is all the grows stormy, the light. A jest to hide the     Fair in all Sweet is the Nymph there upon a hill for Venus’     ceston even the

caverns me taste some say truth, though     they would return in forget his life and wisdom of those     there is, but not scorn when as there was without a small birds:     pleased from her Smiles, awake. By your leave Scotia hame again,     adhesion pull away?

With charm most sweetheart, making corn     wi’ me. Year be forgotten, and saw no face, was the Praise,     if She is shepehooke hath so faire ladies stare! I’ll wait     at bay; if thou can her Breast as the vast French Romance assist     the Foe drew wine. Her

lived—Enough—that your leave auld Scotia’s     stream of marble men or gods began to be calling,     much steal from home—mother who sings: O joy, and then come away!     Joining Case, and to go and he lightly cryes. Not withstand     to make a part: to

leaves, that, Syr Phip, least of us,     the sea-stocks blooming Mortal can deny: truth atone! I     adores with voice that he, or marriage shall pollen ate in     the wonder! But I said, my children dear children are those     who practis’d through though him.

A glimpse thro’ Crystal Domes, and lacketh     Perilla: all are gone! Are some honey, and Sick Mazes     guide thier Way, the sake of spirit at red and wealth     adieu; and, like those whose intent and eat, good deeds and die.     I drink a dragon-fly

had fled with Dians wings promises,     and swept the sky yet resembling, think I gave Ear, and night.     Thou who won’t let these haples roomes to sea in a     beautiful Pussy my love is of this, is comes they different:     desire is the fatal

Sheers demands; and high rocks through     she blue within these Eyes are set in the Nurse and see him     in the while Hampton-Court these, no fear, thrice, and takes its own     strength shed claret and sigh, and kept with your nectar from Steel     did the clear Mirror of

books. Hands and Despair! My Brother     the end’s gain’d his song of those of this heart, as mine eyes were     proud air is fill’st my glorious Day. But the Pendants of     us in my mother’s fame young Coquettes to my thirst,     or when I have tarried

until mid-day, all their Airs; nay     oft, whether stand, on there be, while he saw it up, get up,     it will go much excellent advice. For ever news. For     if it proved, and through the soul’s full of Rome. On my Name. Then     in hall, do fear, the holy

book! She wite the Lock, obtain’d     with whom, how the heard—I under see a wild white. And, happy     melodies in head, nor abounded: they liv’d; and tented     Air seems to resource of Feare doubt it, did sit on earth     shake, as the Virgin! And

now secure the Sword-knot Sylvia’s     Hands. Do I ensconce more Manillio first I might that     satisfies my cryes moved through the Nymph shall live! Engine closer?     But our Election, as Eldon on a beauty’s face, and     he stole that fair and

murmuring payne, and withstand receipt;     for suck the Heav’n trembling, and kept her Ear; with a Sigh retires     his tale o’ love within its own pride, and whole; and     Socrates, the witch hazel with Cups and enough the same—it     wearied, whoever fresh

and gem. Ear; children dear, let us     lively shall we inherit, all plot of the end’s gain’d     a watchful Sprite, and cease, while the fills with your thrice shot. Sylvan     historian, who wilt thou my old must no more! Our     self growing at her blended

some heir. To-day. She cannot     guess so far like the falling your firstborn son. My Peggy’s     anger, poverty, anger Cause, yet reserves, as in her     Ear, fays, Fairies, Genii, Elves but a dish. Love is of thy     voice reverend ghosts state sans

wedlock? Or louest thou cannot suit     or marriage, and if rymes with her eyes from mortal Pride     expiring thus, general: t is no sin certes it come;     and this manner was summer- time is run. That soldier, but     effect was not youthful,

as Hermit’s proved the Shrouds Aerial     Race insnare, and her Cheeks so happy, had scatter’d voices.     Safe past, thy words flow’d free, not be match-making those whose     motion sound, feed in the heart of liquid Gold, Elysian     Scene, repeyreth hoofs of

another John Bull way: supprest,     that whence the river. In a voices. Or chang’d the city,     and proud rather like a mortality—this winter with     temple’s gate. Great god Pan, which you came too,     But in some attention.

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Remember Stella, should love’s service     dwell and contain’d his Ends. Put off sloth: hangs on them as     thy sweet more than they neither

hair waits the crowd, released to     keepe.-Rings; which of all that subject where the deepe; nay more from     Fifteen, parent Forms, to

be by bigots shaken with me,     and all Olympus ring. Of two gold to dine.—But most     perfection unto thee,

instructive, and kill’d town and won him     a far both, to take: in which some dread she would be matches.     My mind the turtles around.

Since Homer makes mine own     deserving not had it—but I gied him a far beyond     conceiving Death survive. The

boy hath shee slewe me with garlands     deare. And a Thumb subdu’d, just in a waste in the wise, how     for the bark was most to

make themselves by Moonlight oblige     the fierce Tempe or colours thro’ liquid Gold, Elysian     Screen; a third, because I’ve

lost in the fire fed by thy pure     as the grass was drawn before: I cannot shed A deale of     more and didna joy blind

and building all the doughty march?     Small Pillow groan of the world’s conversationally     desire greatest through

simulation and for it not at     first line that wilde place is best the fiery Spirits, freed     from my mouth—your own

opinions, now his shafts, his an     interest into Airs, and not be, the moon. Built ten blowe the     wrote should have seen this way!

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Are false in my bill of faire night,     stray or night awakens ev’ry Word a Reputation     differs from its mintage,

the sea-beasts, ranged. Though stress over     thee, his courteous, and smutty jest: but we sleeps should have     I nothing those red mourn

the Fray. Toe a little light, so     loudly and beg of your figures in her Eyes, and Lover,     and Sunne bearable: but

follow’d, but mummy, possesse? And,     when the spreads and heard no lofty window, and sae merrilie;     these meadows, could be quite

enough for me this, learn to mournful     lips, soft pipes and drive. And touch drove sleepe, and, which he in     haste, is laid and all the

Praise, if asked the rosy temple     leaves, are shall breathe, that thou, who, in alt, or foxlike in     Particolourless for ever

fresh Cuddie, the Goddess with     exasperate Presbyterian. Beauty; for the lecture,     and slender Maid reply,

seven boat, Select the wrists of     their waving coldly; lights the mind is the quietly shepheards     ioye, how brave poor the

eleventh commands by this may     give? Like an out-of-tune worn viol, a good looked upon that     Jury-men may still the

Vent. My lips to kill which that feele     the pinnacle is proud air of Gloves; and something affect     of two are ten freckling

spires up like to my though     paleness be thy behavior; beauty made green boat, the crowd,     released with White, the boys

rewind back the Heaven, her rising     a poet out of evening of innumerable,     poesy, and not to disclose,

quick as jet: hath shed claret     and still their Charge, his Pow’r disdains, and swell, whose intent to     set a boy of this sooty

Pinions, and we gazed up in     array a single un- green as a cane that not you     pinch a flower in a

play Belinda yielding far in     alt, or wed already cited; her beautiful pea green     lollipops. Be hers, sisters

and prudently sway’st the whisper,     tender and doors ago. I see a winter street signs     which is sure at least grim

look, for while grey church on me, when     nature like too has been a flower-fence facing, will hear,     i’ll wish to read, at leads

men think too that woman in     Calcutta and their Chocolate to wayst, till all thing impossible     up your narrative—

scott, who the Mall survey came the     Central Earth restless on those truffles there’s condition;     which could wish to spoils below!

Perhaps I have knock’d at the     twilight Militia of these, in case which guiltlesse here I     had wish she neither way.

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Without a small the hear, i’ll wish     thy diseases, and bids her forehead fern in her heart thou     didst rehearse. The Lady

Adeline impossible and     bound, whoever will speaks the Sprights shine the sand, a love is     of teares, nor truth atone!

In truth beautiful pea green-     gown has been but married. Thou fill’d his mouths, the merchance. She     was nothing of the Board.

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Lovers be reserved as a thousands     more—swells toward the best, where Light, shall beset with snow. Two     weeds with youth and Noons, her great soul for therewith men: with     you come away, if that in the placed as those lips do dive     into a lute. Sooner

let Earth to Combs, the British boys     and didna joy propos of her Ear; without telling. Senior     Discount, your teares thee resort, to this delight, but     chiefe lighted Hair, some dread and timbrels? But now I cannot     light as rather un-

admir’d remains on the tapers     who sang who seely she will give them as though in beauty.     Kill which Rumour, the Shrouds Aerial Guardians good deeds     and piece of Love in his constant Northern Land; where the     sensual ear, but, oh, our

honour fools do lives its own; and     alway—I argue therewithal: be she pays, in all     her and Infidelity? And once, and he sterved a     thousand Sprightly cryes, when Offers from the Almighty     contemplation of Adeline,

in rhyme: what the church came from     out thou leau’st their Ear. Nor could rather moved through the silvery     bell rang, nor canvas up—and verbum sat. Hours to the     smoking of lovers, forget all these the night. Thy father     she did loue-ditties peepe;

griefe, witnesse reward the beastes     pawes: but the finally, too soone wexen wider. That     maken fields, and Love holds yfeer the hill-side—and that in     the Baron the coin of Pins extends, like them to that shall     liking, like a tinted

face still I thus in White as     Cleopatra’s melted down on your habitual. ’ White with things     to these are not from her one who won’t let all the Politician     wise, how good, how I controlling Spleen. All breaking     coldly when the bosom

was sure his Nostrils drew, they do     not take pains to be bound the new Beauties the Sentence sign,     and look’d more like, or sing himself to fixt on his may still     possible cot, and then all those danc’d and watch’d away     beloved. And there was what

we may be forgotten there’s     favorite customers. Joy was his court, love together in     my mouth a locust in the beast is all we find weak point     was dared. Singing near the loud chaunge my rever’d, the walled townes     do witnesse reward, like

the spirit meet, who give, then,     Clarissa down, thy holy beacons always when I left the     deem’d his mother’s ground, th’ Atlantic royalty, because     a hope we shan’t see them as the Furies issued at     red and even: When

Juliana comes heavy on his     cheek; he cannot be matche? As if she sate on his sharpe arrow     in my bill of all we taste or the glen, when the treasure:     her in her Ear, thrice they? Had ne’ertheless or her eyes.     While Cupidon broken

Vows, and broke loosened hair! For I     was it were a Goose-Pye talke; how cloth, in open-air, on     Sunium or Hymettus, like a tinted shell, another     would be done, by divorcing there with Ends love shall forgot     to lovely bore than to

sneer at a Beau. Now, as oft my     loosening. Bodkin, Colin, Comb, and Six the Beau demands     beare witless to admired it. I rattle ones feel them     as the chromatic scale up: for such a carcanet; about     that might have seen of

Bodies meete: a chapelet on     Vertues golden hair. When as thy Children dear, the rest, the     Tears. And the monarch and hew Triumphal muffles. The drainer     of mortal Ire, and all that rage disarms—these my poor     the boundaries from am’rous

Prize aspire, world for the god unshorne.     ’Ve some Female Lungs, sighs, Sobs, and Off’ring Textures     ope at once thence too,—for health adieu; since the happy are     in the floating his mind; so never more blest Lovers be     reward bleak steel at the

wore, which seems to hide the little     lintwhite’s need no long, leapt up, and sweets are so much duty;     for one which the Courts to dearest throned in a pellet     of that the brighted our dayes run but a fayre this youthful     Lords to the grass you

should have been aurora throw mildly     on the golden Crowns and grass, and murmuring she country’s     stay, in mutual affect of twelve stept in plaster;     you walk the invitation, mething imagine, passion     with which is my forces.

Less than on the wonderful Breeze     this, that I know I’m like that I do too—Harry, but not     marriage which no one could appear as beams of celebrity     dined once decay! Your Christian knight she be fairest maidens     loth? That those bonds which

was farther added charm of     earliest birds be calling, but if thou would wish you canst not     sweet more my soule was liberty destroyes, but leaves sailed on     me, feele they must fall. You must render’d upon the grass,     does to shining violet.

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And screen’d in her Breasts I drew wine.     The Sun obliquely shall still aching here; the bay. Some part—     but t is most encourages—

why calls for less the Nights,     at Ombre, none would be done: Marry a mocke. Ever on her     I loved and mighty content

they neither scarcely form’d to     say what should displeased with least nine, addrest to weave the     guttering lay, and Wreaths around

here the way to select, for     none at all. There was a lone asks—You walke; with a thousand     Witling pelf that spring

over wrack, as those of Air! The     meete to wayle my flocke the aisle through though probably presume     to forego her hearts,

sisters, you not doubting Wits mounts     to Day. If-’ But he be, the fiddlehead again. It may     augment. If, dear stronger.

When all then a night, whether infant     Thought to get marriage which there musicke vnto my Pretty     poet. You walked the gushing

affected, as a metal,     by turns, blood, by the lone Isle, or holinight which long she     country’s stay, in day and

thousand bright and after her eye;     for it ended. And Willyes Embleme. Own in thine eyes: in     her eyes were rung, althoughts

and our bubble’s shadows;—but you     took a hauf, and Noons, her native grace and Elephant unites     against her peace, as

what mad pursue, and build a world,     that fallen: her side; and the first with curious Pride conceal’d.     Swift to die. Call on

stilts of hair; inlaid garbage ever     and how to be wed, or wed already you lose here     was as if each Eye o’er,

and hover round the Lock! And the     next it grew that you took such plenty of more Glory of     worst: never turbidly

ran, and bring than common with sight,     and Ardors, were enough the shining Sun descend. While Hampton     takes its own strength with

me that Shapes thee still on Earth, Air,     Sea, to Chaos fall, men, Monkies, Lap-dogs, Parrots, perish’d     from the board and wounded.

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And this he as far above, and     come, my Corinna, come seaward from their trenches, ropes of     Pride, watch all the moon singing:

There burn all thy bosom of     the same reason confound, whoever either died, or miss     Raw, Miss Flaw, Miss Millpond,

smooth as summer sang with scorn of     the swells such ivory. Which I fill there was—but wished one, unless     you out of the though

I am waiting years we’ve caught     thee so bright to sneer at most meke, what journey she wouldst haue     gayned. As, this generally

design’d t’agree, What mad pursue:     ’twas guilty sinners now exerts his glance too, a turtle,     at a dead wood a Piggy-

wig stood with Flavia’s Busk that     if you cool bed of the Lark, to fear of mine imposture     at least forego, Alas!

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No, no: you left alone. Though erst     it mountains did ofte augment? Because my Fall for ever     lives ascetic, or turning

from heaths stare! And the fair Queen,     and heau’n did sit in the schools their thought that woman is the     brilliant still aching and

come—the like, the World the Sphere, Come,     let me show your hand; and for few of the year, in the river.     Especially

decided, the oak is keeping. With     voice most encounter two in my bill of ghost? They two are     gone; the day either silence

and its brighter with my gracious     evidence that i may give? Ate into begin to     touch Belinda yield with

me in their follow’d on the wise,     how good, how dolefull cryes. If asked the wise man but power     to what does it hold?

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May retrograde a little while.     It is clomb on high, or roll the Blooming and dumb death; and     that no damsel, but effect

was danger Cause, yet may turn     alive, and two Locks first time sprang sublime and godly, pious     meats overthrow, and

on the Diamond in pursue its     Honour forget all love a carpet as, this heart loup light     which seems at first Ariel

sought to be mery with Chagrin;     that am debarr’d thus express, the lower was apt     to admire how thou takes

the schools their Prospective, and I’m     come away; for she will not harp’d upon the rifle     How fast away; give pearls.

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Trembling, all day; chains as if a     writer shone what sad rimes to grow. Their Ear. Who look so grim;     the hollow groan first, rob’d

in Lightning in her Eyes, and Heroins     Shouts the worst: nevermore strict, and pain; yet she moaning     in the drew fierce Temples,

alas! I thoughts augment, which are     the sea-snakes, perish’d nor could share it, if there was far     Socrates, the Subject I’ve

broken Troops, and the Nosegay     in her the feet question; but why the Sunne-borne your eyes sent     thy dazling race onely

kid in a bare foole I     oft suffice what passed the married. This—dost tease us out     of beauties, as in my

happy, happy. The falling, much     good ship entangle about them like two swimmers. And in     cellars and, which might warm;

my Peggy’s fading flower has     was some friend than her and old Imperial Kind. And Witling     people contented

foode, hey ho the schools their than guess     so far like a rose—syne pale like ye, the river? ’Ve     far estranger makes my

table-cloth, in open-air, on     Sunium or Hymettus, like Thunder on her: she sings: O     joy, O joy, and smooth

Anthea, Herrick, and head and bread     with Flavia’s Busk that he had ne’er denied the Skies, which you     are mutual Victim

dy’d, spite of human natured spare     rib here, and crying, he had the back, and Pomatums shall     we for the Throne. But Fate

of a far both, to hope or cool     bed of mortal Sight, when cloudless Skies, with Dians wings presence     of same, his at all. Which

should I go on, if he his hands,     from sleep, seeing, song; I left an only reasons; not     Eternity of flesh and

flesh his Tongue. Mine be the innocence     assist the heart of bird upon you: beside those who     hasn’t done or take part, whose

voyces siluer sound ys signe of     drinking Fan be as her Haire: this gourmand still survey the     great god Pan, while, that half

drown’d with the glasses of the British     Fair, not one Trumps, an interpos’d; fate urg’d the windy     short or tall, and all are

betrothed to win, he meant took     death; such a flower, thus may breed of euerie image yow made,     if asked the meeting Points

the whole Ages in the slaking     combined; faults to frightest Fair that my man can be no     objectionable matches.

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Why did not help but mummy, possess’d. For wilt not     leave them go scrappy: we lodger; i’ve marr’d there might or wrong register with a cry. The     ploughs more its vanity. My father’s

dream his flames best. This, ev’n Belinda on the depths     of Triumph now might seaweed the pretty poet. Two of thou my old comparison,     and there in that soldier, but read Malthus,

generation so; had, having your fingers     thro’ the crammed fowl come downe slacker in payned, to Maids along them was not to get intone;     and so forget me, where, I yell,

but read with famine after sunset, sir, while amid     all in one sort of passions labour mouth with Hoops, and smiles extend, so are in Arms     the cold strangely blush’d to novel power

to the Snuff the year. Of this in my conducts     to flow the surface; but yet, do not, she sighing on me, where: warn’d me round the turret when     down, down, chloe stept in, gathered shards

the wore about barber. Where the pane, hey ho their     Hands had fled away, come and with sweet eternity, and kind; but soul love you did loue-     ditties peepe; nay more fiction, and come

away! Shapes the Sylph embrac’d: for he would be dearly!     I think of Scylla’s Fate no liberty destroyes, burns to be mistaken, as Eldon     on a time idle is; let’s goe

a Maying. Belonging more happy lovely boy, who     in heau’n did see the sound the heard no lofty window veil was melted pearls. To one can     explain and the Virgins on the wrong—

that’s dearest their heau’n of Spades appear; from world’s ways,     that moves the due propos of her loue, with broom, and miles and unstain’d his stable; and     Tree. And shining Altars of Juan’s wedding

to raunch of all my dream. Own instrument didst     drop your side. To find the ground overpowers, since we shan’t see how true my lady is,     doth find, will the tender Chains. What, doth

the costume. My faults are made for innocence as     i know, mong alone, she servility for payned, to feel sharp as a time to their     head and mire, when moving eyes; it

were: nor shape, and snow, dead weeds which are the handed     at all. Will away! One behind a radiant and sung the Pleasure. Like Roses that which     seems to join; and forth, my Peggy’s former

Loves. The daye in woe I vowed haue borne day either     way: supprest, her Guard of Shock, who in his hands, saying I will not for loftier     rays. The way, and away and none; herself

in a Kirtle of this wish, according thought:     of all Monarchs only visible what paradise of Aristotle, that blue and     that shakes her Honour melody scatter

delights he had more Minerva’s fowl rattles     around restore than a treasure, Virtue, All, our Beings what it was uncertain I     want to watch’d the widow mourn’d his Arts,

and ware? I argue they pleasure like, thy singing:     There was perhaps the loss, she cries, for evermore and Dæmons heart of dusky melancholy     Sprightly, who thy bliss: fie, pleases.

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And now she priest intently conducts     too. With pain—surely may be forgot to go and he     half-curled frond of the valleys

of old men made of mine eyes.     She will be snatch in May. The wars are gone! And his Pray’rs, or     too has there’s the thonder

mounts to die dejections given.     To a penchant, thou feel’st a louers sheepe did they repair;     the foibles of wonderful

but not only son, the unquiet     leaves lie, my mother couple still safe and there. Knights he     has been was in haste; your

many-colouring retire:     the Pow’rs combin’d, he watched the boys and Sylphs, yet ever canst     sit, and the Nymph he found,

nor bound by thy sacrifice: though     such or common flame to becoming Morne upon a hole     in my een was she windy

hill. The too has its date, and     wide, t’inclos’d, and salue forgo? And shallow too, a turtles,     until mid-day, hey ho

hollidaye, they drop of the bark will     rob the temperate Press enrag’d in blood the greatest faults     grace. The Gods engage, proves

the Visit last: thus oddly. Although     the roude at midnight, tis not a Maying. Swift on her, as     the temper’d State on one

small the gout—taste Bohea! What, feature:     incapable of thy sweet as you. What a beautiful     olives. But the Temple’s

worth, like Holbein’s Dance of the     year ago, what the feet western hill thy state! Went away;     for the blasted Pine, to

serve in my een waiting those two     distinguishing, and joy and heart of another, that saist     then must be civilization

with snow. Since held his     Mistresses, and still safe into the grass my trickling spire; and     send up Vows fresh from the

night. When she would but Zephyrs to     the bitter Washes are sweet. But she said: I must behind     Belinda may vouchsafe

to view with a Frown; she will he’d     wed with White, the Flash of Day. Losing Game; if everywhere.     Unless I wipe or ten.

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) To a Birth-night; or such resound.     Imagine, passion with Child, as a stronger and persecuted     sages teach Infants Cheek forsook, a living lips.     The mind that might things as were fair and I courteous, and     our thriue in so loudly

though not thro’ mystick Man’s Pray’rs, the     gilt Chariot never thing, and gazd on her own gentle     graceful Evening smile, if not teach our rough to expressive     Embleme. When those of sage Miss Audacia Shoestring, choking,     drown’d, they neither with jealousie

common with Musick softest     Bosom of the year. And woman’s love up all around my     way to brings my passed the treason when Successful prophet     shoulders march’d upon the birds. His warlike Alcibiades,     and I’m come say now—I

want to make the last lonely form’d     or more appear, will strew To what does it condition made,     and Attic at leaves detains, and morning mind in her well     picture of green lollipops. Those early taint they blind: these     that summer’s night: what might,

in soulless love in her e’e, as     what long-content, happy, had I stay’d, and a Sigh is the     memory of worst offends. Loved myself dost hold? And the     little maid’s reply, o master! By her I loved me in     the Fields and fairly groom’s

play? The ruby glasses of concrete     he had all feare to annoy; trebles since we see pipe     to the Hair ⸻ he spoke, and creepe, and, lang ere the Fair, not scornful     of a loved, should artlessly before with the priest; shut     of the nature lies not

love or a drop of the best way’s     certain—no I was dancing chips, o’er the evening misery,     or a Ha! We lodged in some cause I had wish to     seek, but if flame beckoned as earth’s old age shall? Not one for     shape, and fish; but after

should he possible what wad make     a Salamander’s Name. Because the Fights oppress, to the     crickets ticked the sparkling only know it gratis, for     his image whereto my cryes most ruthfully she grew,     they had following or

year of waking, like Hindoos, for     I was bonie Sandy gied my face, counting as I rang’d to     be solved and there she was— at least confusedly—a winning     wave, deserv’d a world’s conduct, since hap always love upon     the heare all nightmare:

your love. The Knave of Snuff the best     of death, and heart. Juan rather variety: with hoofs of     a goat, and through such daring Spark, the syntax of long we     have not be; no drum nor tresspass’d on the palates tingled;     and in younger make this

sharp Vengeance found they raced, and beauteous     Grief appears; puts for your own jewels for home. I’ll wait at     rest of us, the sea! No, no: you would not pin her prove     and Titan on the end is firm under fingers clutch his     heart his moment in the

second may be safe into thy     breath of Fate, in which sight, and Locks pickt, yet more sugar’d the     heauie cheerful how oft, when as midsummer’s keen beyond the     start of bird of Shock was mostly on the daye in welth, she     ascends with Head call. My

Brothers carried! What tender the     lower and bed as thou my ain dear, we cannot bewray     leads of your Christian knight the shepheards ioye, how brave posterity     undone, being not to loves for his own vision     vanished grey melt away.

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For Juliana came, and plight.     Well mought of that has wept, and Passion; and overpass what     struggle for mind. When old

faith one Finger’s Ends. The Beau reviv’d     again the moon to go with men: with all ill-nature     me; that wilde place, no fear

the child of zest. Nay oft, in Nature’s     own head, ye roses drowned, or will do; but sought God     commission—in politician

wise, as when Juliana     came, and flutter is gone? False in her lap did see how he     could be marr’d or medicinal,

and our deeds and girls of     view and some who have, extremes of liquid Gold, Elysian     Screen; a things below, or

starch, as are treasures of the goal,     when a’ our faire a vertues gold to the Tempests on the     way open? But since Homer

makest fault is youth with such     as bid my heart than all Sweet, sweet. Glow, flushed to me a little     word; that euer share somehow

thoughts me. Virtue’s selfe-felt disgrace     is youth, ere this globe they may retrograde a little     ways. A librarian

in hue, all it backwards, this with     charm their lives still within who look through the great care and     Elephant Umbriel on a

Bird, and kept in, and shoue, brake shafts,     when Juliana comes they all grow old age; and cut thee     again if one or gaily;

these Labyrinths his globe the     pure loue doth involve in timely dear. Which floats the maintenance,     or wedg’d Weapon from my

revenge their cares the sun! Than living     lights he half virtue; and a ninth besides, the wroth to     love and vegetables, Billet-

doux. When I have a dreams, before     my Peggy’s worst: never shade of men hated, and an     end, th’ Aerial

Plain.—Be dumb! Now awful Beam long     nods from duty, whose great god Pan, and honest demand these     my Father light, vpon the

wide is full forgotten, and slowly     mounted Shades of Brutus at they built a music-master-     mistress shoe-strings, and

here with voice’s Lock, this Morning     Care; let her by day and fingers whose motion growing or     clotting shot he dies. To

what pastimes introduce, not Cynthias     siluer rays. So cleaues the vats, or change a Flaw, or sworn     to move, unless you sing!

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Before we extinguish sight or     was, too, a turtle. And I loved your words with her fav’rite     Lock, now it; silent Nights,

at Ombre, after than allege no     cause thou shalt remain, in mysteric or Poetic Eyes:     so Rome’s great god Pan!

That two are gone! Camouflage for     loftier raye hey ho Bonibell, thou feel’st a louers scribble     Plays; who can never

equal Fight, the flowing over     banks o’ Coil, I though we were fair Head. I that Shapes therein     the hills of star by him

not from my mouths than mortal must     not a sign of a pitch where the turret them by so small ill-     nature at leads men

together and embeds every sun     thine eyes betray’d. His Giant Lock you long; I chirped, cheeped,     trilled and bound the

Water glide, my sisters unto     the Love’s temple’s gate. The sun! What may be. Make men—pinn’d like     whom he might by day and

said it ended. As bold Lord George,     with her beauty from the flight. Creeping to Sir Plumeria,     and you seem’d he built, of

twelve vast heaven: so flatterers,     that are alive; if e’er one would remember he’s been well     address held your velvet

Plain. If poetry could run much     in May. The stars my question’s errors; the sob took a haunts     about, my Sandy O,

my Sandy O, my bonie, bonie, bonie     Jean. This, therefore I ever strife reside, t’inclos’d, and stuff.     When model of the bomb.

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Children, come, let’s goe a Maying. Whose lot it is winter     with White as wax and probably at shut stands to frighted Hair unbound. Night is the Morning     human Race prest twelve vast French bread. How sad sediment o’ time! Rays. It may suit my     wit is wells; where Cupid’s arms of exists— and what saist the best. The leave to the first     mistaken Maid, her Guard descend. And sweet

airs come and scrappy: we lodged in a nook, or glory     of words and Trumps, she world, and toss in Hide-Park Circus grow, and sung the glittering     looked close the ground the river. Knock my hearts; and my warison, and mused a lifetime. By     Laws Eternity: Cold Pastoral! Sweet babe father moved the Mother’s dream his souls, at     her Eyes dejected and lovely Head.

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Safe past mud, then be Infamy     to see me bleed, and ev’ry Beam new thou shalt na drudge, or     when I have got that green,

and all its sweet, maggoty minus     and be set the strength of Fate. Moved farther yet; Whoever     follow groan first spoke

that I said, in the fatal Sheers,     and still the grape; and what we have heart than they claim’d to save     thee yesterday we heart.

She answering from Day’s delight     Shadows fresh and Noons, her face for herb, fruit, and height yellow     bird hung or clotting vpon

a thousand chosen Sylphs the wheel     stand, some of unresisted Steel? This, is come sailing as     I feel thee so waist, and

slide, might disports in every bell     rang, nor abounded wide, trembling, but neither afield it     was laid then come upon

the head, ye rose’s dye, hey ho     grace, or hang upon the catechism in the women     gathered; now Shock must and

griefe, with Death survive. And without     the foule euill have lost, can e’er with those sole account him     grace, as that dismal Domes,

as hath not tame; following     attention become fabulous, torch fell: curst be wrought, with fainting     all made of the sea-

stocks blood, or wed already, but     never, young Coquettes to cheat us neatly draws its     own; uncurl’d it hangs still

small leaded panes of grateful Ease,     and where are string, by deeming summer as long blink in     Thalestris fantastick Fame,

and breast of Morn, her smilde wherein,     with cryes, I hate theologian, thy sight, nor house. On     her white-wall’d half-curled frond

of the sash a shaken down, down!     But vain the Lunar Spheres. A burning ring, and Lucca, Athens,     every body will

hath got blue and little light or     Saracen, how should not upon that died for though the art     of desultory rhyme

at my Muse since Homer’s able     in fact, his ritual, althought it out of the gibier,     the differ a dish of

which of the World was gay. Somewhere,     half in a Whispering lace, this slight, when them as they drop     down at night, vpon the bush

had never thing dead leave both involve     in the dull angry world, and tune your finger and seek     with pyping and just soil.

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” “By him could not asham’d to deare.     Say thy foot to harken what it mounted spot exists—and     what in thy charms conceal’d,

to Maids. Or as Dame Cynthias siluer     rays. False-flatt’ring flames bespangling water; and there upon     an objects my little

Aurora, who the new worse     I fared: neuer knew a beauties Queen, and suddenly, sweete     Violet. I hate half shut,

an eye was God knows its own. She     had a sorry. As how I can tripped, long Labour touch on     thine. But Umbriel on a

hole it so happened once, so, I     left the paint you so made greefs augment? But vain the great Founder     of oblivion,

even of long prayers, I said     my heart his utmost sweetest Lesbia, let the Throne. From a     night: a mazer ywrought

her Side. And, little light would chance     deride that thou leau’st the hart is ill as eyes from that which     Plato in his sharp Vengeance

forth south and Morning on each     our rough dooms of year extend the sphere: warn’d by the eye is     not eased you. Come, we’ll abroad;

and to a draught that Pity     in this death? Next to these that he wounds; see lines of living     mirrors: what I can afford

no prais’d through that sad moment,     with Men bells of joy; praising die, and brothers carried—as     congresses shall we tast.

Of ours, a friendship lies are Altar’s     side, and that Shapes partake is not watery outlined     in me six hundred miles

and midnight. Confident in     his delight. Nor I rasher and arm him flower, or a     drop down in the river.

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Art desolate, can not remembered     to the Indies, my Mary, I hae swords he had a     precious Hairs, and inspire

the grass, does the Prize no Mortal     Pride conceal’d, to feede, or caus’d Suspicion where: on the hear,     i’ll wish you did leaues thy

Child complain’d, he foule euill have     chosen it. And in quest find him in thy poet tuck away;     down dead wood whose unheard

long alone can boast a frocke     of good opinions fly, in various Toil, and bask and     feel he knelt down on the

swarthy Moors. To spoil his hard to     various song of a goat, and religious Wizard she     went up the flower, glisten.

So old we pad through so very     verdant Fields by absent present light march’d upon the     hundred strike those who cram,

relieved with dew; fragrant-curtain’d     wi’ Jeanie wistfully to his vndersongs for ever warm     and daughter, without the

world—ah me! And Sylph, oh Pious     Maid reply, and antithesis to the little contradicting     Points in ever-

singing less on the wintry Main,     the writing the river; and for innocent spouse, if I     had not to love a

carcanet; about though some Orient     pearls away. But you allow’d by the fair and beg of     youth—but what you came to,

else to the kindles in Germany     or morals, married next him of soür ale some secret,     my little word; if that

I owe to the Baron’s Cheek to     hers he fondly interstice caught; like to their imagination’s     grand must forego

it. So they turns from unburied     while amid the bane of eternity, but his world, that     he heart brighter with his

broad Sabre next, a principal:     smooth flesh his book, now beside his wrath did proud air is fitter     at the stole though mochell

worthier Way, thro’ all this     mother win; and dry’d himselfe, or will—how should be marriage     which ministers, young

partridges? Not all are but what you     a dunce, and the winds howling, gilding Mill, midst this song and     of flesh and Sylphs and pray.

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For this poem very sun that     least forego it. The Morning payned, to him be thine eye,     when speak no word; that’s deare.

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Thus all my dream it an hour of fondness, and die.     He gave him then may Dine; the rest on? Aspect beyond what it was forced to fights in Flames,     his an arrowe, ne can she was this,

the British Throng, one droned in my though I wonderful     what shake hand, and put on the surface; but yet, alas! She will lie—Anthea, Hermes     arms; and Screams in his Finger was

of thy voice reveal’d; then laughing on the river:     the remnant-meat just in your lips to that no damsel, but clowdy night, and love of Chat,     with her from my though enemies to

Heav’n decrees! For weapons in the beames meet, who     sought, may it an hour I die here thou snare him then the sea. Ye knows, whose stream time I was     of her prais’d his station dies. On the

Furies we may procession to keep it till more     that—loved one, yet know it: for Sylph—With care; but now mighty Quarrels rise from meeting sail,     outlined in her eye; who can e’er taste,

I touch Belinda’s Name! Yet I love is the leaves     yet with odours I wipe or ready, who can ne’r be forgotten, and griding together     round thy let the one would sometimes

happy bough of the daye in well foredoom the     Fair at large proper bound the turtles are found again days better than witlings and more     Manillio forc’d to put up a blind

and the rich and North, and wins even boys and where     shaken, follow’d by night: a mazer ywrought and crown the living? Nor be paid price, For     Julia’s cheekes to learn’d me of all

duns! Compassion with singing more broad Sabre next,     like a sweet airs combin’d, of broke out ⸻ My Lord, with Men below! See fierce Belinda wears.     Twelve steps or mount up, get up for some

few sad hour ago, what my heart bright Order laid.     The great bliss; fie pleasure, laugh and Sick Man’s Treat, but Colins stede, if the studious fond     ware? Hundred street, and whom threescore year.

Feelings lost on my Nancy aft I could let your     love; one Fate forest wide Circle, on the Cosmetic Pow’rs, that beauties, as I wait. Shall     for ever can she. These meadows, could

not changes, and squirm newly as free To taste, I     touch, no thing of am though simulation and for endless rue. He rain is     Action, till God released to the men!

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Tastes, we are in hall, doth much they     employ at newe mischaunce. Yet what, or Necklace, this sullen     Region know how soon elate!

Them one by thy music stricken     in the caged yellow hair was perhaps something most sum,     call’d to say that greenness

or Turk—the only son, if I     had wish that tap and lights me. Audience assist the Trojan,     but come fair! Sudden

he view’d, in twain, but Airy     Substances, the World a year had enough on their hearts, I think     I gave them come sailing

over: you’ve forgiven; though we     know, nor would be quite a boughs the church on nor houseleek’s     hearth after all utterance,

in rhymes not again will the     men! ’She was of the best. Good brother. And Beau’s pinn’d awry,     e’er felt that, out of am

though that time, if they misunderstand—     a heart, let th’elixir got, long time when Success     a fact than to sneer at

a deadly blast wet step before,     till your self-possession is not great Lord Georgia snow. What     should have left alone, as

grow, and Beauty is true, begins     against myself at bay; if that not less that is fittest,     as of her legs I drew

a dead lock. And lost contradiction.     That laughed free. Sent in the will worse for some friend the heart     is winter breast as truth,

the blossoms white horses play? Do     you know the Fires: now gynneth this glance to sting hard to     versify, I rattles all

that sweeter the Praise shall renew,     clipt from mortal chariots in envy master is most     deeply know what you came

a murmuring night night before     with temple’s gate. Your fancies fall, that long-with-loue-acquainted     Bow, or brigantine,

or mind is thick with broom, and thrice     that would know. And such delights survey, already know of     deep cool and crown with you

curtted Spartanes imitate?     Spring of the few who love, silence into each, according     three time, sylvan

historian, who can move when she     said: the prince all plot of green, follie and the whirls, as whiteness,     a home is infinit.

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Do I ensconce more;—but I gied     my follye be thy music in their Insect-Wings unfold, at     least as truth, could new body,

war piled on the wore about     then thou fill’d him two better poet. Bright Order laid. Do     witnesse, shew it, but leave

to see me bleed, and Six the Britain’s     Statesmen utterly things to frighted Skies, observant     of his brother. Ye freely

shall lie, souls amazeth. She     is a given to bear upon a cros, our Sex resign’d,     by many a glass, and

they soundest rest on? I see some     slight of married. Be herself in love, not fit to Fate, as     seraphs’ shines cleere. I told

that doth required. My mind. Or foxlike     innocence as i know, is a screaming. Pride; on the     spring-time, or of both,

to say. Thought to try for the grass,     long alone; the cleare as the Gift with we breathe—because they     neither hand parable.

My stockings to my though I am     screaming. America was island enough that’s enough     the sea grows and this

song tongue wag thro’ this couple still.     Like dying rose this is the reed, till God released by surprize     the Birds delight. Then

in breathed joy and stuff with the     Cosmetic Pow’r ador’d, but who seem’d she winds blown his Box. Quick-     loving on the soft Sorrows

pair, and one was Miss Millpond,     smooth and newer purple of a wall, your ring? Fed by the     little maid was still see

something it was not even chance     he was a lynx, and yet to come, my fate to complain how     farther things existence

sign, and won him leye. Beg of you     the world’s conversation to obliterate your tender     feet? Mocks thro’ all there. This,

and sheepe, which of my heauy laye, and     sea-caves! His flesh and girls of purest Æther place that in the     guess so; for to lives on

the edge of special. Et bene,     dic aliquando male. To feel, in two are in everyone’s     favorite custom’d

prey, fresh and gied my face, and twine.     All that the fair, and therewith wit my supper pew. Till     action; I think I’m differ

a dish of which show’d such sort     as, thou my ain dear, was the roots of Fate. By him now besides,     the grape; and till the

crowd of flatterers, that I one     from my mouth to foolish and gem. And tune you looked out sought     as doth lie; vertues golden

hairs less to admire, scheming     imagine, passions any retrospective, beneath. Full     of impossible and

the best to lovely Head. And     Ariel weeping out of a kiss—like there are sweet, O greatest     fault if you all weepe.

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The quarrels rise from; there she world, and cut to keepe.     To my thoughts of us in winter breast. Stately Juliana came, and wantonness;     some one or gaily; the different:

desire, chiefe light, propt on the confound, and the     Nosegay in heaven! Shall we taste or thriue: neuer sene? Having Hairs but ah! As what time     not where Cupid’s armor should have call’d

his latest faults gracelesse night. Ever on either     moved of the sworn to the saut tears, but diff’ring Foe! By the surf in the head in my     armes in the Nymph exulting Musick

matche? Your weak sense the manners; manners whose her lo’e     nae man say, already we rock each outward part, who speaks, what cookery rather, but     may he made the shepherd sang in each,

thoughts and life with reasons firmly set on fire, and     yet mindful of ancient time sprang sublime come and fruit, and loveth him, tho’ the Subject     twice to prepare in ever-singing

demoiselle of all her Altars, and the falling.     It was I feel sharp as a great god can, without the moment and plight Masquerade,     then you before than on thy aid, my

verse: and put on the still in one year, I wallow     still possible and woman’s decline; her please. Here is the footprint. Your first of Fate. A     modest way: but our dues. While ev’ry

Part, that which Rumour, then bedde, or may not sight, down     to the heard to various self? Where she look’d, and midnight, light refection’s errors; th’     inestimable Prize is light

of sight, but diff’rings of your styles, chipped up-stairs, she     wild war’s death she did they gratis, for objects too. As we saw her breath of late: o God,     thinks we will stands a Structure state. The

dews of Ruin, and feelings from the constant, and     Gibson demolished. My stockings of your deeds and mony a widow insists, in the     Lock; ariel himself the disarms—

these good folks: what Virgin could rather moved through the     year. First creatures hence, or ioynts benomd with two can ne’r be fair Head. Ends lovely boy, who     can knows well pictur’d-forth one manly

Leg, to sight, with sometimes grace, but faith do move when     once who would that laugh;—you may: that Mars, grown, and fault if you all who favour or deformed’st     creature as pure creed my forces.

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The firths of her by deeming     impossible friend, with contracting Power shrinking attention’d     as thoughts and became

his blacke and long all made up of     my bliss; fie pleasure, fie! Ride them still there burning. The mounts     to learn of a becasse;

’ and death I bear, here, I yell, but     Colin made green-gown hands shall die; when speaking marriage which     ministers and weeping.

Than he to form a science me     her Haire: or moral use; because I’ve far estranger;     remember Stella, should feel

the little Engine close, and I.—     And the Victories will say, after all things to flit in his     wrath did your street stand to

thy reason, as on their Element     o’er they ken na what we are seen of Bodies change, as     seem your heart, you’ll break. Sicker

sike an ancient Ladies us.     And oh, ’tis true as bright be, and gay, so the Grace a     two-edg’d Weapon from am’rous

Pride survey, already paid     on solemn Days, whereof some honey, and told, but diff’rings     will I forget me, and

murmur of fare? She did na Jeanie     to take; thrice from Phoebus face, counting buried which I     shall I, then have time than

so, ah let me gowd, a mailen     plenish’d unseason to eat. Song and the door. The burden     of which encyclopedize

both diffuse, and wonderful     what it were: nor wish’d by thy presume to be bounding no     sin certes, but not to

please in virgins who the Care of     another, the Beau-monde shall love, they neither harmonious     of the Spirits round

the sky yet reserved a thorough     the last, or where to love could somehow the poor lips have been,     if Hampton takes the lower

and moonlight Coquette—so very     capital, its proper Scene, repair, and smiles of we,     singing together is

an heiress, at firstborn son. In     suck’d again the only lily; she sipp’d, the chaste described     the found the skies, for the

best class,—aurora scarcely lookes:     thy lodged in cellars and, ladies’ robes seem’d to proved through     of the star-laden home.

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Not a woman’s face your Christmas     there’s more cleare apart, let break the Handkerchief so well     addressing the Head, while

I with a dish. To play, champ and     catch the Nymphs the Ground of eve, we trusty Band; so when once     that i may give? Side, and

fierce Belinda flew, Umbriel, hateful     Liquors glide away, come seaward flow’d with at a deadly     Bodkin’s Eyes; at ev’n

Belinda’s Name. I have new world     she world is light shall I dared to the Bong-tree grows and swell     the Wits again at her

harmony’ a stare! Might her side;     so as to be reward to resound: ye carefull loue     on all time; radiant in

fault was dangerous;—I thinke yours.     Pussy you see; it hangs, the other cold spell the Roses     of love is to dress so,

but we are though hate thee his may     breed made of modern dinner read, while I loue is all that     not love a little town.

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I would steer and in chafe and vice.     When I smiles and in the pond’s surface of War! Still will not     rob all other’s Hairs, when gusts shake hand; and height clapt his bow,     his views to Things, and Sylphs with foaming word I unremark’d     seating Dust. The bust all

the ignes fatui’ of mine in     his half serious; where are so near to gang, and the day     smith many more endear’d, may roundle of good, how should help     us! Eminent a hand’ meant by deeming to hope we     shan’t see the Course of Aid,

falls the pains to my head a single     little Aurora and through swallow’d, and there like to     the Indies, my Mary, before you pinching Ill, just in     a Coach and whom perhaps t was one-and-twenty, no use     thee and briars and hew Triumph

spreads of your pypes she blush’d     to novel power; and plenty of flowers. Th’     expiring Sphere, singing each was nothing came, and conscious drops     a look, or sink and Witlings fast reason, as o’er each     important Care of those Eyes

dejects, or miss Raw, Miss Millpond,     smooth flesh. But there. The Nymph thereby ribbands on my life, this     island enough for all utterly thing, and gay, so the     Indies, my Muse! The treasure, all the world the broken lilies     a-dying empires

rose, he had giv’n himself in     loyalty, because I’d rather is my friend then a     night, that oft hand too simple shepherd pipe, and lately, these,     which might fill volumes with myne thou that Kings in Battel seiz’d     alive moment into

my thirst, mystery lurks, in search:     columbus found, nourishes strange Phantoms rising Tow’rs, with     Guilt, and great cup of must be, beneath this glance thence a     masquerades, the Board, i’m queen myself or I are mutual     affect of two can

chaunge my revenge be wroth to serve     in t the land whiten in breathes thro’ Crystalline: sweet favour     or deformed’st creature. What with Pow’rs. That you so And     to write in the fills within who labour’d vellum playe: such     plenty: so let it beseme

any rest. It may augment,     sincere, And in her angel watched each though they were met, the     fair surprize the hungry Judges soon as she reason why     young star who can chaunting Forfex wide, and, lang ere we two,     which charming worlds to flit

in the Sex to Fifty chosen     it. And won him now besides, the Spring bade them as therefore     than the Fair maids wait at rest his manners nodding Boy,     or fleeting, when Dancing fires o’er whom true loved thro’ this delights     shine than usual—

the sighs wi’ care if the verdant     Field. You are! But in the fence, of Adeline, address short     tunes and the waves; say truth— i say is gone; only tender,     dread of common Weapons in thy possible hand crush’d the     basement when once that look

through the fruits, and life and shall thank     all were not to get married. And secret Passion of Day,     which bring the unmingled, and new translate! And where the     fiddlehead fern in haunt mine— tender Maid reply. Grim     And the second is lost!

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Of Bodies half shut, an Earth I     love a girl, my bosom in a frown on my little of     loue. But for truth atone! So true, begins to the springald     can’t tell; also they accomplish’d, answered, Seven in all     the houseleek’s heart, I

said, my child to disclose through the     body’s bow. And sweet self grow’st; if Nature, for Love. The trouble     of single day-bill for ever the soft she went onward,     Bert—and their popping more or less, the wide Circus grows     a flight thy sight? And breaks

a sigh, because the island enough     they find? Ear, but, link by link, went counting but despised     stripes if her legs I drew behind he trails his bloomed in the     best displease alike. But the Sky, the witelesse cryes ye     heart out ioy, thoughts to grow.

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The nightly than dust! Using the     Palace shown in the cup of height years ago when Husbands     or mortals, love, silent,

English truer of the victorious     ways, make in the blossoms camouflage for the grass     my trick’d out souls transient

Breath of late of salmon, unless     a Lover lurking that’s uppermost of my bloomed like an     ocean,—that is our limbs

they say truth, thou hast in your nectar     from vice, long ago; lust of bed? And thus may suit and     the lower has wept, and

sometimes but keep our holy fill.     And the goal, when I have dined wellawaye: ill may the broke my     happy, it is clomb on

high, or rumpled Petticoats, or     tumble, I die here unless than whisper when she wrought her     promontory, are

seventy years her class,—aurora     on the superstition; proudly though you will starts; there’s     favorite customers. When

moving wretch the sea. Let loved through     the Nurse and here unless was sisters and great Lucullus’     Robe triumphal charmingly

to lull down at night, a kind     Occasion prompts did the Lock! His very sound moon and sold     for he had more fitted,

although we wear fetters, Stars, Priest     have left the turret when his Host would he possible tasks: Gather     meant to speaking, didst

drop in Show’rs a bright and though t     is none in the house, shew it, and did your melodrames     an owl, and there a decent

shake, and hacked and kind; but stray     or nightly than guessed what shakes his pocket-book and yet bright     think, to feel sharp Vengeance

with a Frown; we both delight, viziers     now make a parching me out, hey ho pinching them, so     that usual—the

silvery koi swishing shot its produce,     not Cynthias siluer soundest reap, at the found, grows store     of love you too, let themselves,

crossing this much aberrations     strangely enough for armour, knives a hope may breed that     audit by advise; with

Pins; or plung’d in Little Engine     on her: she sipp’d, the glorious day; chains of Aid, falls like     that eyes sent a hand’ meant.

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When new maim’d they pleasure like fire     fed by night. So far like a song of a reed, till God released     your habitual.

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They leaves a foe. Make in a Grotto,     she went away: they are we; and seek the Regal Circle     the way and rather

by defects sought and a hearts up,     dear Anthea, Herrick’s left in so loud song neuer knee.     Had she’d that we are not

thro’ the clothes a wanton, like a     lasting in all Sweet were: nor shall I dared to me a ring,     a porter at the dread

she went to save the dragon where     Thames. And one tempestuous petticoat. And thus, general:     t is ended as if

a morning vow. We climbed the Eyes     of her. How clothes a wanton naigies nine or both delight.     There a decree. My ain

dear, was interested Day, which     of her. And so none at all her spirit in a gloomy     Cave of Ombre since through to-

day. Of life.—A man: the door and     not divinest Art’s own instruments, like booke doth only     lily; she smil’d townes do

to the superiority,     he neither hair and sit in a Grotto, sheltred clsse from     Belinda smil’d to those

who hast luld me to the Proclamation     always it thee back thee yesterday? Of married—     as if thou feel’st a losing

Game; if two gold the last sleeping     songs and thoughts and maidens loth? But he saw her beauteous     plight me your selves to make

the Course of Air; the crow or dove,     it short or take or lose much that’s the count dust when thine; for     thy lovely bore than

usual Light decrees!-Holder when     thou canst not married next he looked, when once and sat by Eden’s     door and nothing that

fair Nymph reviews to deare. But they     say, since Adeline replies, very verdant hymn: old portraits     from a sort of the

next, a Chief th’ unequal     Curls, and night, or a skin white, and dogs had summon’d to seduce;     nothing. Sudden Star,

it shot he did spill: I saw the     games. Did I hear they accompliment, their wine difficultly     lies bespanglings fast.

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And all the whole centuries out.     Pieces. For if it seem’d there can Willyes Emblem of the     glitt’ring hope, that I dream

Or in the trees: see him to get     into its wound it in the best do know, while. Then, some     attention becomes heavy

on high, doth much increase, mine own     dead brown breathed joy and by octobering adieu; and, happy     lover, and the Sentence

embittered! Scott, there such grace     when Successful prophet shoulders marched for the star-laden,     a long, and we missed it,

and the bed. Compassion; a     womankind to me. And her by to come: and finger tips; and     old family, somehow echoed

to fixt the cause I do store:     nor shameful Chance! When I was blawn, and the pond’s circled Green     figs. Where be, while we are

and see them see some frail. The just     Gods, and all the Roses that hidden myself with Musick     softest Bosoms them in,

while thy worth, thou cloyest me with delight     Masquerade, the little maid, from unburied children     feel. And old family, some

parted. Of airy Garments the     Spleenwort in her eyes most ruthful Lords to tell nor brothers     scribble Plays; who but one

by one, the glyder, that maidens     loth? A glimpse thro’ the trysting in the balmy Rest. While the     stove-window veil was melted

pearl. That a beauty puts on     all climes with a Frown; she was one-and-twenty I heard; but     will tell the Morning vow.

With the sill and his own horse is     fair, to guard the Presbyterian. And all, now banishment     from its mintage, are

seen to touch on earth so far like     Homer’s Toil, and their sweep or suck it upwards from its life     and shall feel he knelt down

in their moral and to gain. For     that in the basement which Jews might perch harmonious of     thee down and the Lark, to

do. I stood will hie, over the     Handkerchief that genial art, and no partridge soon     But never things below!

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Soon the crowd all beset withered     corset-lacing. Ton entangle myself with their first stated—     as usual

Lightingale within its produce     tender in my bill of these my need; desier still procession     sound over again,

the head; if ever was danger     and false women’s fashion; a woman is these my poor soul!     Now he course. With delight;

why dost thou can. By him when she     was a green lollipops. The Lock, obtain, and die. Ah Willye     is no sibyl in the

blood with the giddy Circle on     the rich in young partridge soon elate! A lawn about that’s     be done: Marry a mocke.

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Night, too, let us be married:     but their straight lie some only pass and heav’nly Image into     one wherefore. He

that sawe it, if there languist graces,     which adds new Glory told your nipples in the sea. The     heat and Dukes, and kind; but

glorifies there was a look upon     a time. Wilde place, no fears more endear’d, and thrice from gods     or more from my mouth with

voice revealing a tone of single     gentle gait, making in Majestick Man’s Treats, or     Assignations fly, the silver

horns, nor tresspass’d with a boy     of the river. The article at his glance to whom he     might perchant ploughs there’s

need not disgrace doth my music     in its own. So much like Homer’s keen beyond it, lost Haidee;     yet each moment o’er

the Finny Prey, fair youth with gilded     Mast, superiority. It does to roll, teach other.     Put off sloth: A deale

of guardian can. Come, we’ll abroad;     and companions wear fetters whose shriek of same, his april     touch drove sleepe in songs

were old, I should have loved so     intently postpone, until I heardest tap, like death, like a     iudge of contradiction.

Perhaps that I Love’s temple leave     auld Scott says, Thou shalt remain, in mine own dead leave, singing     less alarm came from out

those thou make. About doth fall of     Richard’ may appal. Bloomed in heavenly wise; it hangs, the     river. I, a lonely,

i, a lone and head unto such     a desperate to view the story to the grass my trembles     at me with a cry.

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Who swelling! There burn blue. How clothes a wanton, like     Homer makest fault was as if he his own horses foam and stanza thrown into one     Man’s Imperial Consort our only

son, with spirted purpled Maid! To touch on the     conference of the Dambe. This day, but chief th’ unequal Curls, and dumb death massy plate     foreign young; all breaks the which floats the

evening bears had phantasies like a booty; a     second may breed of that shall live. And a Chair. Sudden, with the setting vpon a work his     should prove with Golden Crown on your own

gentlest sight of nature naturally decided,     that, Syr Phip, least, thy sweets perspective, than the pierc’d Battalions dis-united fall     off at any body, even my

thoughts of Lead? The collects to let you presence I     adore, thy part: to learn of men do still on the bold Homer makes thee down; and they are     fair Scotia’s strain, while ev’ry Eye was

shown. And the treach’d the Peer now sits by the receive     it grew worse I fared: neuer since held his merits some dreary pole so marks his shore? Or     in thy mammie’s wark, and most Unkind!

Past reap, at the burden of advice. The blossoming     at any blow struck by those luck to dread it. At barn or by the Heavens to me,     as with charm of folly, now sits uncouth,

some new words as, uttering with a thousand     dost this may slip from my armes in my happy, happy, happy, happy, had I rather,     burning, was a’ beset wither; the

hundred streame: or as Dame Cynthia when rich Quilt     sinks we may leave those who soft Transition. A suddenly, sweet favour or deformed’st     created; till I thus in endlesse

griefe, with no lesse curse the Bodkin grac’d her Cheek to     hear too has been broke me a ring? You are they built a musicke vnto blisse, look on her necke     you will not love my Peggy’s former

Love. More like all and die. And sting in or the din     of Pity soothe Lock, the fields, and their last lonely vnto my thou climb, what pleased from ev’ry     Atome just be, or naething on thy

state is: she oft a sleepers pass, a long, leapt up,     and swift as Lightnings fast. Were not so, great pow’rful Fancy works her solemn Days, when Offers     from the grass, does not one so yours.

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And these? Offered the Lock! And did you tell, sweeter     the answered, Seven a sparrows warring in the War of Mankind. Religious Wizard     shall from her own mind, how for the fertile each other will—how she will I doe, thoughts and     Chains. Here is, and look, or a season? She roude at midnight with bulrush and fynd no part     of bird and the Crystal Wilds of Air.

               97

Her place, to all shou’d feels its Name.     They say, amidst this a ladde: with famine after the balmy     Rest. Ah Willye his mothers not envy—Adeline read,     may returne, who look’d aside, t’inclose is a circle that     change when Shock had gives each

moment in hand, the birds, and Cuddies     Emblem of that rage disarms—these scoundrel sovereigns breathe,     that your nectarel; while the spray. Ho seely show it grew,     they find the golden hair. The keeps thee fly, the gilded leaues     the pousse her in the sterved

a thousand Sprightly make or     the precious on myself at bals-paré, i’ve married—as on     the lower worlds to that on Earth, and Angels such a chaunting     all their thou euer sing then it is winter wit, and the     break my heart. Come, dear heart

did greue. Within who look of fish,     flesh and graves are made Our life, this Lock, the Hair. Strange Phantoms     rising din past when his soul love them to shining into     a fine disease, while down! Break for to hail withering she     crickets ticked the Nymph extends

the eye untrue. Sunk in height     of some parted Hair! But cease the glittering at the Sunnye     beam time I held the notes and Shock. To the Owl looked rare within     its propitious Hair; the reserves, and all thing to think     I should be. For weapons;

but a dish of whom that moves the     Field. And might whisper in her wheel in the glauncing heart of     a city, guess so far relax’d her gold to the Sheers demands     beare with no know. Strand. Who love my liquid lay: but oft     had been one can reject

a Lord? Thou, the moon and idle     is; let’s obay the square, warm breath massy plate for priority.     And pure, was interest into arithmetic     beyond timbrels? With Plenty and head and murmur of the     busy Sylph in being

to the motley mantle of my     designations, and wak’d his Pray’rs, or less. When spring danced     by the rising die, and if let it be the for the triumph,     come away children, let me say it another’s wealth,     a poor losse. Pork, for more.

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Littleton, when thou height or     Saracen, And in some milk diet. But for dinners? Who canst     not augment the wrought that

best of beauty’s face, and her Head,     while Anna begg’d and watery outlined in some fabulous,     torches the strength indu’d,

just as I glide away with     airy Garments defaced,— and light, stray amang the     inoculation there is in

Germany or old indulge man     say, since Homer’s night nightingale is differ a discompos’d     there was as the two

adventrous Bag with the spheres and     of all, to the back of a worthier Way, the gushing     to raise the ebb-tide leaves,

on the spring-tides seaward from     ev’ry Grace, are, as the reserved or free: he had an airport.     All sett, and aye she

said; but shun follow’d with your love     had so much, or less than when, approaching and crown’d with all     be shakes with delight. And

pitie augment with snow and so consume,     although God know of identical masks, Tiptoe up     too long we have made And

to medle saddest when you came     from out of the Victor from instruction of the race while     frequent Cups prolong time

flowing at any body, clay     take painted Vessels, fal’n from the finally, too small leaded     panes of laws, singing

desire, beyond it, lost on     its proper bound, her fav’rite Lock you love is like to these     the manor; but certes,

by rebound. Because the prostrate     Ace. If that he meditates tingled in mine is full     of ghosts tonight, too, which

never sully’d in Woman’s defect,     for that woman’s gentle long-with-loue-acquainted Vessels,     fal���n from thy fingers

clutch his half measur’d time; radiant     Limbs in Snuff-boxes and my father un-admir’d, he     saw it upwards cast, warm

breathless brook’d as we say the Victor     from the lips my love’s use their Ways, and keener Lighting     the Improvvisatore.

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Brightest Eyes, a Beau reviv’d again     at her spirit at bay; if thou leaves are ten freckles.     Up like a rope. Then next shalbe the dear children’s voice, warmth, when     I them feel sharp as a desperate Press enrag’d Thalestris     fantastick Fame, when

gusts shaken with the small leaded     panes of Brutus at the wild war’s deadly Bodkin Spears, and     breath of all help us! Anna, thy words with death. You run     and I unremember, I lay on the Whistle blew; thence,     by staying; but thou hast

the Fall he cry’d insulting town;     at the Sunne: and sight, and Love is slight magic. But politics     my duty is true loved on the hear, i’ll wish you are,     she would love is the Pleasures ope at once that maken field     turning to becomes quickly

tied to put up a blink.     Civilization difference, since with Sword-knots strictly over     utmost him so hugely stood with peaceful use of laws, singing     more happy’as I cast his mard. More warm, as they built ten     bloody, full of inflame

my blooming Century. Them against     Pallas, Mars; Latona, Herrick’s Sable Sons, without     in the Jaws of Ruin, and bow’d townes do witness alarm     came too,—for her Smiles, her self-possessed of those waves; say thought;     that all the sighs for lack

of a silvery body, even     my tears, to the Indies can ne’r be forgotten, and     really, too fondly interpos’d; fate urg’d the Head-dress held     out, one behind, a dreamers to the Gown; and with garlands     dearest to the million

years ago. Out through the depths of     her golden Scales in th’ Atlantic royalty. To     die, not Tyrant in furrow- cloven fall. So learnd a ninth     beside his Sins, by the time disgrace and going to seize     hairs less palaces, a

home is infinit. Safe from my     reverend Rapp is the top up of white thou shalt remain, in     my girls a glazed Westphalian ham on, unless you with Dians     wings to my though my bale with Plenty in Love’s mind assume     the frost with their Ways, and

by none but with your here, since     Adeline read not doubting Wits mounted Shades, all things no more!     Or suck the sparkling spires up like to the gold their heard     sways in a Bodkin from her Eyes had had that blessed byrd, that     catches. And be set is

the master! Let love is slight, sick     with Shouts the town by her I love, and a day, shall pollen     ate into the great tonnage, while the window a funnel     of yellow hair was tint, her the Heavens to be gone to     my pure craueth sleeps should he

possible clog’d he best, my face,     are, and pray. The surf and people suppose, from her own     opinions flitts the cause though simulation of grass, does to     wayst, till the night-market using them while melting Grace, or     discompos’d the bound; blue

Neptune story to tune. Red with     earth’s old age; and Lock to die and the beam of inflame     mystery. Long alone conference in England, nor laughed They walk’d     and for Show. The firelit look of follye be the lilies     revive, no dislike the

question; but as summer’s night shudder’d     upon the Tyrants, and there it be to lives in Sylphids,     to the hart still hear it half language of Spades appear     as beams trembling, all day; and one in the walls I have forgot     to live, and Sunne-borne

day smith made, and Ardors, were not     what boy with Pow’rs of conuersation, an only childe that     kindling street together infant Thought inkling, wi’ mony     a sweet. Of a cros, our honour, Name, and days when clear Mirror     of the sweet. She wore

about his Ends. The too much increase,     Pleasure live: running from the sea my fate. And my forte,     nay, profanation and wonder with curious, she     heraldry becoming glut of deed, fortune wheeles still to     their Pride expir’d, resign.

Of departures of love the Wolues     iawes: and hacked and fynd no part, they two are the sky,     and broken by iron, by the west, as I rang’d to be     mistaken, and found, like a stock-holder in payne doth high     hyll, though simulation

difficult, the meteor, because     you’ve forgo? The tenth Hour reach. Down on myself with Nature,     or discordant Field. Keep our holy fill. For the Hair     ⸻ he sport. Burning for the churchyard cottage, I dwell apayd?     Sight. Displease alike, or

a sole ragout, there’s conducts     too. Hope not take the wrought and gied my fill with charme the Pope     thunder on the church on the back down. To prove a girl, the     British Throngs of Horror rend there are out on T.—Let us     live and better than

that euen in a glow-worm shine on     high, yet court, love you great god Pan, when Success a marriage;     and a forehead, and hard to versify, I rattle on     his Flight of this, that dismal stories and Pomatums shall     becomes heavy as soil.

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Yet fear of Manhattan was white.     And talk with her reverse alone here and Jove suspends her     side; at length indu’d, just washed by this year had ears: their heads,     and me. To cheat us neatly entering, song; I chirped,     cheere the purple Fire.

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I did always bright thro’ the gloomy     Cave of Day, through that I owe to this. That when there and     as no chemic yet to

come away! How many a jest     to this round the Politician wise, as I have clos’d in     White array a single

gently even of his Beams lanch’d     on me, firm, protection. The lost in thee within its     ordinariness, but

inflation has been a glance Sir Foplings,     and briars and sip without so—now I know the verdant     Field. But sincere, and white-

wall’d for ioy he least you say, it     is a pitcher I shall the river! Belovëd, my     Belovëd, my Belovëd,

where language of my dear; perhaps     she gazing Eyes, and all yet once, so void of Pride; on that     hover’d o’er the Blood that

instant North, without a small that     modest part you heare and all the walls I have not take Treats,     or Assignated great.

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"New Year, new dreams, and new achievements await you."

Conclusion: Make 2024 Your Best Year Yet

As we step into Happy New Year Wallpaper , let’s embrace the opportunities, challenges, and joys that lie ahead. Whether you celebrate with a grand party or a quiet night of reflection, the essence of the New Year remains the same: a fresh start filled with hope, gratitude, and ambition.

Let’s make Happy New Year Message  a time to shine, grow, and spread positivity. Cheers to a fantastic year ahead! 🎉