#IT SADD I LOVE THEM BABES TOO

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

A ballad sequence

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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.

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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.

[bi0w0lf]

☀❥

Munday Questions ;

What’s your rp pet peeve?

I still got some more of these. LMAO. So, I guess another one would be making assumptions about my muse without checking in with me first. I’m generally really, really laid back about things like this but on occasion they can become quite tiresome. Also, people blatantly ignoring aspects of my muse. It proves to me they either… don’t care, or didn’t read. Or both! Ie. Tall and STRONK Thomas. This cracks me up the most. Like clearly someone did not try and learn about him at all! 

Has someone ever ruined an FC or character for you?

Oh, oh yes. This is a sad thing when it happens. There’s two major canon characters in a fandom I just… cannot. And it’s not that there isn’t LOVELY writers who have the same character, and I don’t see that… They’ve just been so thoroughly wrung out and ruined for me I cannot be interested. 

[bumblesimagines]

Headcanon:

Jason liking his crush a little too much

Part 2

Requests: Yes or No

Robin! Jason Todd

Jason wasn't gonna give up

He tried to impress you at every chance he got

You simply nodded and focused your attention back to the task

It hurt

And made him angry

Why couldn't you accept that he was the one for you??

He was able to get you alone one day

Jason sat down across from you

"Do you need something?" You asked, a bit coldly. Jason frowned.

"Why are you avoiding me? Is it because you're finally realizing we're meant to be?" He asked. You blinked, looking at him.

"What?"

Jason stood, walking over to you and sitting beside you. You tried to make space but Jason grabbed your wrist. Tightly.

"I just wanna be with you." He said, staring at you with saddness in his eyes.

"Jay, we're not-"

"I'll stop when you agree to date me." You pressed your lips into a thin line. Gar was petrified of Jason and rest of the team was weary of him.

"Fine." Jason's eyes lit up and he tried to kiss you but you turned your head away.

"Playing hard to get again?" Jason laughed, resting his head on your shoulder as he stared up at you with a lovey dovey look in his eyes.

When the team got back, Gar gave you the most 'I'm so sorry' look ever as Jason cuddled up to you and cooed that you two were a couple

He glared at Rachel when she said it didn't make sense

You were incredibly uncomfortable with Jay hanging around you 24/7

He was always at your side

You felt suffocated

Finally, when Kory convinced Jay of going with her somewhere, you spoke with Dick

"Why didn't you come to me sooner?" He asked, placing a hand on your arm.

"I.. I didn't want anyone getting hurt and.. He's your little brother." You said, shoulders slumping. Dick frowned, pulling you into a hug.

"The hell's going on here?" You jumped away from Dick, looking at Jason but his anger was only directed at his brother

"Jay-" You quickly approached him.

"Calm down-"

"You're living in a fairy tail, Jason." Dick said. Jay moved you to the side and walked up to his brother.

"(Y/N) doesn't even love you." That was Jason trigger.

He lunged at his brother and a fight between them quickly ensued.

Dick was more experienced, older, and stronger but Jason's attacks were driven by pure hate and anger

You could only watch

No point in breaking them up

"What the hell is going on?" Kory asked as Hank rushed in and pulled them apart.

"Calm the fuck down!"

"Don't ever touch my girl/boy ever again." Jason sneered, walking away. You swallowed when he grabbed your wrist and pulled you out of the room.

"Fuck, Jason!" You pulled your wrist back, hissing and looking at the forming bruise.

"I'm gonna kill him.." Jason said quietly, wiping blood away from his nose. You almost shivered at his tone.

You were genuinely fearful for Dick's life

Red Hood! Jason Todd

Btw the reason I'm using fanart instead of gifs is because there's literally no gifs of Red Hood

You stared at the spot where your fiance/fiancee once sat

Jason had shot them and then dragged their body out

You weren't gonna let him break you or make you love him

No matter what he did

No matter how many times he kissed you and tried to get you to kiss him back

No matter how many times he hugged and spooned you during the night

Or when he spoonfed you

And called you pet names

You weren't gonna give in

Jason forced you to drink the water, one hand on your cheek as his fingers massaged the back of your neck. You didn't look at him which made him huff.

"Babe.." He whined, putting the cup on the nightstand and leaning over. He kissed you but you pressed your lips into a thin line.

Jason grunted, annoyed but he didn't do anything to you.

He stood, grabbing his mask and helmet. Jason put them on and climbed out the window.

"I'll be back soon, I love you." He said before leaving. You waiting a few minutes before sitting up and looking at the cup. Glass. Good.

You moved your body a bit and grabbed the cup with your feet, bringing it over to you. It was risky but you wanted to get out.

Picking up the glass with your teeth, you were able to grab it with your hands and smash it against the wall until you had a shard. You tossed the shard to the side on the pillow before working on getting free.

You can decide on that. Whether you slipped your hands out or used a bobby pin

Once you were out of your handcuffs, you grabbed the shard and looked at your arm. Jason had planted a tracking device on you the night after he had taken you

You cut the tracking device out, wincing and whimpering. You ripped some of the covers, making a makeshift bandage to wrap around your arm and stop/soak up the blood. You left through the window, putting as much distance between you and the apartment

Somehow, undetected, you reached your cousins hideout

You knew Selina would help you

[jotaveiga]

It was the first time after 6 months that the miracle happened. Liara finally managed to gather them in the same room. It hadn't been easy to find them, then convince them to step inside the old repaired Normandy.

There was some contentment for the reunion but there was an underlaing of sorrow, pain, regret. Understandably so.

Kaidan was the most bitter out of everyone, he kept his arms crossed tightly over his chest until there was enough silence for him to speak.

"Are you going to tell us why we had to leave our missions to come here of all places?" Liara was about to start explaining but Wrex started to threaten Kaidan for being rude, Vega was also intrigued and threw a "yeah, why?", Cross conversation resumed and the room fell into chaos.

Liara called a couple of times trying to emmulate her but to no avail. She looked desperate at the console in front of her and pressed the button.

"Will you stop that?!" Shivers run up and down spines, tears welled up and the silence was as crushing as the void of space itself. Her voice resonated loud and clear.

"I apoligize Commander, but I must insist." Joker immediatly raised to his feet as EDI spoke.

The hologram of Jane Shepard rose in the middle of the room.

"Dios mio!" Vega's wisper was louder than he intended but it described perfectly the mood.

"Are we ready?" The soft metalic voice came through and Shepard took a deep breath before nodding.

"Ready as I'll ever be."

Liara hugged herself, already antecipating the message that was to come, she heard it first when she retrieved Shepard's omnitool from Earth.

"So, you know I am really great at this...sharing feelings and stuff... Phew...well, let's do this then. EDI thinks it will help my anxiety wich most of you don't really know about, so I guess I'll start with you EDI." The Commander's chuckle brought a knot to the hearts of those watching and hearing attently.

"No Commander, this is meant for the crew."

"And what the fuck are you? You are part of this crew and part of this family..." Jane rubbed her forehead "...jeez I'm lame. Well, I'll start with you and that's final." EDI chuckled in her silky tone.

" EDI, you can be a pain in the ass, not literally fortunatly, but a pain nonthless, but you are also my friend. You learned how to be caring, you are the best with Joker, that asshole got really lucky for having such a babe swooning over him." Joker laughed and a couple of people followed suit.

"I am lucky to have you as a crew member and as a friend EDI" Shepard flashed her the most genuine smile and EDI thanked her. "Who next?" She scrambled trough a piece of paper of all things. "Joker than. You've been with me since the very beginning man, you are my brother and I love you but honestly, sometimes you are hella annoying." Jane burst into laughter and Joker, the now Joker followed while tears rushed down his cheeks, but he didn't care. He had been trough hell with her and always brought her back except the only two times that really mattered. "Don't beat yourself up" the man looked up at her hologram and felt as if she could read his mind "without you, I would've died a long time ago and we all know that, I hope you can find a new purpose." The seriousness returned to the room.

"Liara, I know we had a complicated start but I came to see you as one of the best friends a person could have. I know you know your worth but just to reinforce it, you are an amazing, intelligent being and I really want you to take care of my ship collection because no one else out of these morons could do it." Again chuckles echoed troughout, but the mood was somber, for each name, Shepard seemed to shrink a little.

"Tali, you are the most fun and bubbly person I've had the pleasure to know, you are so young and so determined, and I if I am alive after this, I'll go to your planet and I will elege you as Queen of the Quarians" Tali sobbed inside her mask as Vega put one arm around her shoulders.

"Wrex, old man, I've been thinking about it alot and I decided that it would be cool to spend my retirement raising a baby Krogan, so I'll take up on that offer of yours. Thank you for the headbutts, you know I needed them" Jane winked and Wrex only let out a soft "squishy human" but he loved her, and everybody knew it. What a feat, to have the admiration and love of two Krogans.

"In the matter of adoption, Grunt, you are my son, and stop dennying it! You know I love you and I want you to be the strongest most perfect Krogan that ever lived, I am very proud of you", Grunt slammed a fist on the wall next to him, but nobody felt it as a threat, it was pain for the loss of what he also considered as his mother.

Shepard sniffled ever so slightly while going trough her list.

"Jack, you are a mean ass bitch and I love you for it, and when this is all done, I need to learn how to dance and you got some really sick moves so, if your up for it, hit me up" Jack chuckled from the corner "finnaly you admit you can't dance" a couple of others laughed with her.

"Vega, are you still sore from all the pull ups you couldn't do?" Jane snorted a laugh "well, you better not push yourself to hard man, we need you opperational, you are one of the best soldiers we have and I am glad I have you on my team, pendejo" Vega smiled brightly but the saddness in his eyes seeped out.

"Kaidan...I...well, I don't think we've ever seen eye to eye, but I know the admiration you had for me, at least until I disappointed you, and I never want to do that again, but I will, so, I need you to look up to yourself and not to others because otherwise you'll never live to the amazing potencial you have, don't be held down, I...I am sorry for what you have been trough because of me" there was no jokes or chuckles, Jane knew every single person on her crew and she knew how to address every one of them individually. Kaidan took a step forward almost as if he wanted to touch the hologram, after all, he still loved her.

Her mood shifted as she skimmed the paper in her hand.

"EDI, I think that's enough for now, I'll do the rest later." It hurt him to know who the rest was, but he understood, like he always did.

"Commander we are almost done"

"What's even the point? Maybe they're all dead, maybe I failled and ended up destroying the few things I have ever loved..." The exasperarion in her voice could be heard but no recognized because Commander Shepard was the one who pulled people up.

"Commander..." EDI's mettalic voice was conforting and reassuring.

"I know, I am sorry EDI, I just... Well... Garrus." Everybody in the room turned to the Turian partially covered by shadow. He hadn't talked since the war, since he left Shepard on the ramp of the Normandy, no one had heard him again. He shifted the weight of his body from one leg to the other until Jane started.

"I swear to God, if you are somewhere out there callibrating stuff, I'll find you and headbutt the hell out of you!" She tried to chuckled but the sound died before it was even born.

"Listen, never blame yourself for my decisions, we both know I am to stubborn. But I do want you to credit yourself. For everything you have done for me. For all the times you had my six, for all the times you helped me see reason, for saving me from the very first moment I've met you." Her voice wavered and the sobs from both Tali and Liara could be heard in the seconds of silence.

"I love you big guy. I have for a really long time and my only regret is that I should have told you sooner, so we had more time." The trembling on her tone crushed the hearts of those present. Garrus walked towards the console and stood face to face with her hologram.

"I know you will be the best Primarch the Turian ever had because you learned from me" she chuckled between tears. "And I know that someday we'll see eachother again, until than, please take care of this band of misfits we call family because they cant' take care of themselfs." The air grew thicker.

"There is no Shepard without Vakarian. I love you Garrus." For the first time since he last saw her he spoke and his voice sounded foreign, hoarse and scratchy and it pained him like tousands of needles to say those words but he didn't care, he could die for all he cared, he just wanted her in his arms again.

"I love you too".

They watched as her figure slumped to a chair behind her as her palms covered her face. After a solid minute, Jane straightened her back and wiped her cheeks leaning one arm on her knee and looking dead on. "Imagine how embarissing this shit would be if I am still alive?" And with that, the swosh of a door could be heard from behind them.

[the-goddessfighter]

[Werewolf-Vampire AU -SEQUEL III: Hybrid Child and the Vampire Council- ]

by : Little1993lamb

for: Temperans-sama / @the-goddessfighter

 Words count : 2260

 Disclaimer: Gaman, the Batarou love child, is Original Character created by amazing @the-goddessfighter. Not mine, I just borrowed him temporarily for this story at her permission ;D

  @koeharu @metalbatandzenko @dies-first @beautifulnightmareus @guppys-paw @ruby-ess

 - III -

Eight years later, Gaman grew up to become a very healthy WereVampire child. Before Garou and Badd being together as lovers, nobody expected that werewolf and vampire could have mated and had a hybrid child together. Since Gaman was a baby, mainly he has vampire characteristics, except for the bright yellow gold eyes color or the abilities to eat meat that it mirrorred like what werewolf usually do, the traits that Garou had. So Badd had to cook meal for both Garou and Gaman (B: "No eating raw meat like your feral dad!", G: "But it's naturally delicious as what it is! Even more efficient when we go hunting animals: I'll eat the meat and you'll drink the blood or meat juice. Besides, you like it too much when I go feral--", B: *blushing* "Oh shush nonono, bad wolf! Gaman don't listen to your dad.", Gaman: "Are we still talking about eating, or is it something else?", G: *smirking with knowing looks*, B: *blushing INTENSIFIES*)

Also, Gaman could walking under the sunshine at the day without feeling slightly bothered by it, meanwhile Badd or Zenko can't even stand the sunrays over than 10 minutes without an umbrella or shades. As tame vampire clan members, they still can walking under sunlight at afternoon, just feeling uncomfortable with the sunburn and the high intensity of light. Different with more aggressive pureblood vampires who only could active at night or just stay indoor at day, unless they wear full-body suit to go outside. On Gaman's case, when at day, he's showed more behavior or signs as werewolf like his dad. That's why at the day Garou often asking Gaman to take a stroll together around their territory, sometimes also with other packs members, or even Badd who brought umbrella and shades if it's on hot sunny days.

Exception when at night, Gaman showed more behavior or signs as vampire like his father. This was Badd's chance to go hunting animal in the woods with Gaman, often Garou would come along too. Badd and Garou would introduced the types of prey animals to Gaman and teaching how to hunt them, have a picnic together because Badd can't do that at day, or just walking through the woods while enjoying the moonlight shower. If Badd is in the mood, he will take Gaman flying to the sky with him, considering Gaman doesn't have a set of wings yet (G: "Babe I wanna fly too! Take me into your arms and we'll be flying together.", B: "I can't even lift you, you're so damn heavy! And there's a reason why only Flying Foxes exist, not the FLYING WOLVES.").

Other than that, he still hadn't showed another traits. But for Garou and Badd it doesn't really matter, the most important thing is to keep Gaman stay healthy and to grow up happily with all the pack family members. Zenko adores his nephew and often teach him about classical music or the basic healer magics so he can use it for himself in the future. As homeschooling tutor, Tareo provide him a lots of important lessons and knowledges to Gaman, either from supernatural world or human world.

The other family packs members like Garou's werewolf friends and colleagues really fond of Gaman. For them it's quite lovely that a werewolf married to a vampire and have a child together, proving they can love each other despite the social stigmas. Hilariously, the idea of that even made some of Garou's friends dreaming to have an adorable vampire mate like what Garou did, they said Garou was so lucky to have a sweet Mate like Badd. No comments from Badd when Garou told him about this, just shake his head exasperatedly while Garou was laughing outloud.

On the other hand, Garou's subordinates totally doting on Gaman. They treated him like a little King, as he's their Big Boss' son. Gaman was spoiled rotten by his father's subordinates. At any chance they will let Gaman plays with them when Garou was busy on his Alpha Leader duty along with Badd on another werewolf's territory, or when there's diplomacy meeting on their house. It's quite funny to see a group consists of huge scary werewolves who seems very intimidating, but turned out they're just a bunch of kid-loving doting uncles and actual sweethearts. If Badd needs temporary babysit for Gaman when he had to go outside with Garou, either when on duty as co-leaders or more often when they wanna have "sexy times in the woods", everyone would fight for the babysitter position. Zenko is still the winner, though, cue the sad wolves noises.

Garou and Badd also take their turn to teach Gaman: Garou give his lesson of perfected werewolf martial arts to Gaman at the day, so they would training together on their backyard, in the woods, or in Bang's resident. If Bang missed his grandson so much he'd invite them all to come to his house, or even to have sleepover in there. Badd taught him about his basic vampire instincts for hunting prey animals at night in the woods, or sometimes also training Gaman to control his inherited Fighting Spirit when he used his dad's martial arts. Garou supervised their training so he could also correcting Gaman's techniques or just simply because he wanted to watch his Mate and his son bonding over training session.

After they finished learning, they will take a rest together on the riverbank, where they could watching the full moon and twinkling stars clearly from here, laying comfortably on the grass. Gaman would laying in the middle between both of his parents, they would be sharing some stories or stargazing while waiting their body recovered from tiredness.

Sometimes when Gaman feels sleepy and he closed his eyes for a while, he could listening the rustling sound of the grass when his parents sat up and moved closer to each other. Then there he heard his dad's voice whispering sweet nothings to his father, followed by slightly panicked sound from his father warned his dad to not doing it in front of their son (not doing what? what's going on? Gaman didn't understand!), finally there's a small wet smack sound with a sweet whimpering voice from his father. Curiously, Gaman take a peek briefly to know what their parents was doing. Oh no, they're making out again! In front of him! That scene made Gaman squirming uncomfortably and feels awkward, but he doesn't hate it. In fact, he loves that.

As a child, Gaman really loves both of his parents. For him, Garou and Badd are the most romantic couple in the world. Because even though his dad and his father are from different race and the world seems to hate them, by giving them bad fates or being ostracized by their society for committing forbidden relationship, their love still overcomes it all. Nothing could stop them. And Gaman is happy that he's become the fruit of their love, the proof that they love each other. As his payback for the happiness he received everyday in his life from them, Gaman will do anything to make his parents happy, too. He wanted to show that he really loves his dad and his father. He hopes that someday, he also could protect his family with his own power.

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 One day, when Badd still preparing to cook their dinner while watching Gaman playing with Garou at home, two messengers from Vampire Council comes to deliver a news. The news content was that Badd have to attend a trial by Elders Court because he violated the Vampire Codes by committing a forbidden acts with a werewolf and have a child with him. The messengers would escorted Badd to the Vampire Council Fortress, and Badd only could bring one more person as witness. If Badd isn't willing to surrender himself, they'd have to take Badd forcefully.

 This angered Garou so bad he nearly attacked the messengers furiously on the spot if Badd didn't stop him first. Badd doesn't want to make the situation become worsened, even though he's also very mad about it. He know it must be Amai Mask's doing behind this, and some of the other pureblood Vampire Council members who sided with his clan.

So he asked Garou to trust him that he'll try to find the best solution in the court with Zenko, that he'll survive from his trial and come back home unscathed. He also asked Gaman to take care of himself while he's away. Before he goes with Zenko, Badd hugged Gaman, saying he loves him more than anything in this world and he's proud to have a wonderful son like him.

After that, he encircled Garou's neck and kissing him deeply, Garou also reciprocated with embracing Badd in his arms tightly, never wanting to let go. With their foreheads touching each other, they whispered their love vows and promises, that they will survive all of this and reunited together again. They shared the lingering looks with soft smile before Badd and Zenko, who were restrained by the messengers, get into the carriage and departed to the Vampire Council Fortress.

The night after Badd and Zenko departing, Gaman feels their home becomes very empty without his father and auntie's presences. Badd's delicious dinner cooking tasted so bland because the cook himself wasn't there, too. No scolding sounds from his father Badd, or cheery voices from Auntie Zenko during that night. Even his dad excused himself to go to his room first. Gaman curiously followed him quietly to know what his dad was doing in there.

Gaman found his dad holding his favorite knitted scarf, the first handcraft gift from Badd which he got after they're became Mates. Of course as werewolf he didn't need a scarf, but because it's a gift from Badd just for Garou, it becomes his precious thing. He often wearing it when he's on duty outside his territory, or made Badd wearing it too so he gets Badd's sweet scent on the scarf. Saddened at the reality that happening to them, Garou wrap the scarf around his neck and inhaling Badd's scent deeply.

Garou already missed Badd so terribly. He looked frustated restlessly from anger, helplessness, and sorrow, because this is the first time he got separated from Badd since they got together as Mates. Knowing his Mates in danger... Garou didn't want to imagine something bad happened to his Mates, his co-leader, his partner, his wife, his other half, his SOUL, his LOVE.

Didn't want his dad got sad, Gaman comes to hug him, assuring that they can still ask help from the packs and also Grandpa Bang. Because, family will stick together and helping each other, right? Gaman said Dad Garou wasn't alone, he has the whole family, friends, colleagues, alliances, and certainly Gaman, too. Surely they're willing to help Dad Garou. And never forget that Father Badd is strong person too, he'll never submit to anyone who's not his own family. So, Dad Garou must believe in Father Badd, he'll be fine until their reinforcement team coming to save him.

Hearing his son's brave words and saw there's Badd's spirit in him, Garou returned the hug and thanking Gaman for giving him courage to fight back. He'll ask everyone in the packs to join him on getting Badd back from that damned Council.

Saw his dad got fired up again like usual, Gaman nuzzling into his embrace happily, saying he wanted to help him saving his father along with him, fighting side by side. Smiling fondly, Garou ruffled Gaman's hair while kissing his forehead, answering him that of course he could join, as long as Gaman stay near him and not strayed far away from him towards the enemies' presence during fighting.

Gaman only hummed in agreement, can't wait for the day he could reunited again with his father. But for now it's time for them to rest, preparing their energy to fight on the next day. At that night in Garou's room, Garou turned into his WhiteWolf form so he could comforting Gaman in his sleep, cuddling his beloved son into his warm silky fur embrace.

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The next day, Garou with all of his pack members, Bang with his still loyal followers, Bomb with his entire Alpha pack members, and also Gaman, ready to go towards Vampire Council together. Garou hoped it's not too late to save Badd from anyone who wronged him, and proved that the Werewolf tribes with Mates are not to mess with. Especially that cunning vampire bastard Amai Mask which he knows was the one who's responsible behind all of this mess. He's absolutely going to kill him for real this time. With a thunderous roar, Garou started to lead the whole werewolf packs alliance marching towards the Vampire Council where Badd waiting for his trial with Zenko.

After hours of travelling, now they're arrived in the front of Vampire Council Fortress, which heavily guarded by vampire soldiers. The plan for Garou and Gaman is to break through the horde of soldiers troops so they can breached the Fortress into the court room, while the other members from pack alliance keep the vampire soldiers outside the Fortress by fighting them. They must arrived into the court room before the trial ended so they can save Badd quickly as soon as possible. Gaman wont let anyone take his father from the family, or even separated him from his dad who loves him so much. He makes sure of it.

  -TBC-

  Notes:

 Yess for the whole family bonding time! Especially when those three resting after training on the riverbank, also Garou and Gaman dad-son bonding time after Badd's departing!

 And I think it's kinda cute for Garou wearing a handmade scarf from Badd. Imagine: a half naked werewolf wearing a soft wool knitted scarf in the middle of Alphas meeting.

The rest of Alphas guest here just thinking Garou has dual persona: as an intimidating powerful Alpha or as a loving husband and family man, at the same time. Or just plain dorky puppy for his wifey vampire Mate, showing how much Garou loves Badd 😆😂

 The illustration for Gaman as WereVamp hybrid child was drawn by @the-goddessfighter , both in his normal form and in his awakening transformation form as WereVamp hybrid (he's so adorable, tysm Temperans-sama for make him exist in this AU, ilysm! 💖) :

•https://the-goddessfighter.tumblr.com/post/616156992348766208/

 Gaman maybe still haven't transformed into his awakening form, but don't worry he'll make appearance in that awesome form on the sequel VI. Please wait for it patiently! 👀✨😉👌💕

And funny facts, I swear I actually don't know the exact plot of Twilight Saga stories! Just the crumbs of common knowledges from it, for I never read the novels series and only watched the 1st movie, lol. I'm so sorry if there are any similarities to them in this story, now that I re-checked my entire sequels I feel so embarassed aaaaa forgive meeee-- 😭😭😭

I didn't intend to make the similar plot like Twilight (in fact didn't even thought of that when writing), but I can assure you it'll have totally different outcome. Trust me! 😤👍

On the next part: Badd and Zenko's sibling moments the night before trial begins, and Badd's bittersweet past memories!

 -Little1993lamb-

[bakugou-tm]

HELLO IMYSM i hope youre having a relaxing christnas break bc u deserve to rest!!!! anyways may i request a scenario where katsuki's s/o is in college then with all the due dates and requirements she can't visit him or smth? then suddenly he just appears in her campus and everyone's swooning over him like that, she feels so happy bc she misses him and all,,,,, thank you so much!! have a great day 💜

Awh this one is sweet of course I shall

“What do you mean you can’t come this weekend?!”

Wincing a bit at the loud voice on the other side of the phone you let out a sigh, guilt coursing through your body. You weren’t wincing because of your boyfriend’s aggressive manor, you were used to that. You were wincing because of the slight pain you heard in his voice, though you would never admit.

Every month or so you and your boyfriend would meet up for a weekend due to the long distance relationship you had been put in. While he was off working trying to build his brand as a hero, you had left for your dream school that happened to be two hours away.

Of course he would never step in the way of following your dream, he also refused to cut the relationship off for that matter. It had been decided you would both visit every month until you could graduate and move back with him.

The only problem was, these past couple of months you kept having to call off your meetings due to harsh due dates since you were nearing the end of the semester.

This was the fourth time you had to call your boyfriend and give the dreaded news that you couldn’t come, and it only kept getting harder and harder.

“I..I’m sorry Suki, I wish there was another way…” You said sadly through the phone, “I tried to convince my professor to move back the due date but with exams in less than four weeks, there was no way for him to push it back.”

Biting your lip you closed your eyes painfully as you only heard your boyfriend sigh in response, the sound itself holding every bit of pain he felt.

“I really am sorry Katsuki, I..I miss you so much…” You breathed out, a slight hiccup in your voice as you felt warm tears come to your eyes, “I would do just about anything to see you again.”

Hearing the hints of saddness in your tone Bakugou was quick to speak up, “Don’t think to hard about it shitty girl I understand, as long as you come over here after your exams.”

Perking your head up a bit you smiled, remembering you would be able to graduate just after exams, “Yes yes I will, I promise! I’ll spend everyday with you baby I promise!”

“Damn straight you will..” Bakugou replied, a soft smile on his face as he looked out the window of his suite, “Good luck with your exams babe.”

Smiling giddily at the change of moods you let yourself dance around your room before leaning against the wooden door to your dorm, “Thanks Suki, hey… I love you by the way!”

Blinking for a moment the ash blond remained silent, the last time he heard those words was the day you left for college just four years ago, every time those three golden words came from your lips it took his breath away.

“I love you too (S/o).” Bakugou said softly in the tone causing a surge of warmth to flow through your body before you hung up.

You couldn’t wait to see your Bakugou Katsuki soon.

—

Just a two weeks later you found yourself even more swamped with work. Don’t get it wrong, as much as you loved what you were doing, the study of design interesting you greatly, with so many due dates and assignments it was slowly making you envy the subject.

You tried your best to remind yourself it would be worth it in the end, but with the heavy work load it was growing harder and harder to stay focused.

Throwing on a pair of leggings and a random hoodie out of your closet you walked towards the mirror so you could do your hair.

Snatching your brush from the vanity you began to brush out your (h/c) locks before you slowly stopped, recognizing the orange and black hoodie to be your boyfriend’s hero merch.

Ever since he started his own brand for himself, his marketing team decided to get him all new merch inspired by his hero name, Ground Zero.

It was incredibly smart, the cups, shirts, hoodies, backpacks, anything you could think of were soon to be sold out for the season.

Luckily your boyfriend had sent you a ‘limited edition’ hoodie signed by Ground Zero himself which he made sure to cockily brag about until you threatened to sell it for big bucks.

Giggling to yourself when you remembered those warm moments you shared you let out a sigh, shoving your hair up into a messy bun before you looked at the trademark Ground Zero logo with a determined expression.

“I’m gonna see you soon Katsuki, hang in there..”

–

Bakugou already hated this place, and he had only taken roughly ten steps on the campus.

Everything about this university screamed you, the beautifully creative structure, the hundreds of students zooming around; not without offering a greeting or smile of course. Everyone here was so cheerful even though the aura of the school was clearly tense and stressed.

Shuffling his boots down the cobblestone path to look for any sort of directory, his body froze when he heard an all to familiar cry with those dreaded words he was doomed to hear everywhere he went.

“Is that Ground Zero?!”

Dread flowed through Bakugou’s body as the sound of footsteps scampering over to him came near, sounding like a stampede of animals in a zoo during lunch time.

“It’ll be worth it for (S/o)..” Bakugou grumbled under his breath, his sharp crimson eyes glaring up to the herd of students that surrounded him, cameras already out and ready to fire.

The ash blond should’ve known better than to come to the your campus without a disguise, the fact that he was wearing his hero uniform boots not helping the case either.

Bakugou had just been so excited to get here. After getting off the phone with you and remembering the pained tone of your voice, he couldn’t not come over here. You had one last week at this hell hole, and Bakugou would be damned if you ruined it over the massive stress you were carrying.

The young hero’s agency was far from pleased when they heard he would be under the radar for a full week, but they weren’t in any position to tell him no. At this point Bakugou ran that agency, they depended on him more than he did ever since his popularity boomed.

In less than a year he had been the first teenager to ever be in the top ten, proving to be the youngest successful pro hero in history.

Did this inflate his ego? Yes, yes it did. Did he care? Not a chance. And luckily he knew a certain (h/c) that loved his massively large ego.

The feeling of people grabbing his arms is what snapped him back to reality, his head whipping down to see multiple people shouting twenty different things at once.

“Can you sign this shirt for me?”

“Get a selfie with me Ground Zero!”

“Are you coming to this college permanently?”

“I don’t have a pen, can you just set a mini explosion off on my arm?”

Bakugou let out a growl of annoyance and a bit of disturbance at the strange demands he was receiving, didn’t these students have work to do or something?

Flicking his eyes up in hopes of seeing any sort of directory anywhere, he let out an annoyed sigh when there wasn’t anything in sight. Maybe these kids could be useful for something.

“I’ll sign all your shit later but I have a mission first,” Bakugou barked, effectively silencing the entire group as they awaited his word, “Any of you know where the hell the design wing is?”

Bakugou regretted his idea when an uproar of students began shouting out different answers, rubbing his head he let out another loud yell to silence them.

“Grape hair only, where is it.”

The tall boy in the front blinked for a moment when the pro hero pointed to him before quickly pointing over to the second building in the middle.

“Are you looking for someone?” A girl questioned from the back, causing Bakugou to look over to her direction.

“(L/n) (F/n).”

A few people in the crowd perked up at this, obviously recognizing your name.

“I know (L/n)!” A girl shouted, shoving her way to the front before pointing over to a stone pathway, “I saw her walk over there a few minutes ago with her laptop, I bet she’s finishing up her sketches for exams.”

Flicking his crimson eyes from the path to the girl he gave a curt nod of gratitude before shoving past the students, ignoring their obnoxious goodbye’s and pleads to come back soon.

--

As annoying as this place was, it sure was beautiful.

The stone path shortly had turned into gravel as he got deeper into the trail, the multiple sculptures he had passed beginning to disappear as the atmosphere began to look more botanical.

While he couldn’t help but admit the path was fairly neat, he was also growing fairly annoyed. He just wanted to see your beautiful face already so he could snatch you up in his arms and never let go.

Ducking over a short stone arch that was wrapped in a messy vine that contained pale blue flowers, the ash blond’s dream finally came true as he saw your rugged form laying down on a blanket in front of what looked to be a koi pond.

Just as he was about to walk over to you, he paused when he heard a sharp growl escape your lips. While it wasn’t a foreign sound to him, it certainly was a rare one.

“Come on brain think of something! What else can I add to this to make it different?” You cried, tugging at the loose strands of your hair that already seemed to be falling out of it’s place in your messy bun, “Why is my brain so.. so.. ahhhHhhh.”

Bakugou chuckled quietly to himself as your mini rant went onto a slurred new language of your letting out a mix of growling and groaning noises.

“You know I was pretty scared I wouldn’t be able to find you,” Bakugou spoke up, causing your head to jerk up before you whipped your head around to lock eyes with the ash blond, “But your annoying ass whining was pretty easy to follow.”

“Katsuki!”

Ignoring the harsh insult Bakugou through at you, your eyes lit up upon seeing your boyfriend, quickly stumbling up from your blanket and running towards him.

Bakugou stumbled back a bit from your sudden attack but was able to catch you eventually, lifting your form into his arms as he spun you around with the added momentum you gave him.

“W..What are you doing here?” You said breathlessly, your lips in the most beautiful smile he had ever seen.

Placing a rough kiss on your lips the ash blond plopped you back down on your feet while keeping his arms tight around your waist, “I knew you were probably stressing the fuck out on your last week of exams.. and by what I heard earlier I was correct per usual.”

Rolling your eyes at his cocky tone you placed another quick kiss on his lips before nodding for him to continue on.

“I couldn’t just let you bomb anything because you missed this pretty face so much, so I decided to stay down here for awhile.”

Letting out a few more giggles as the ash blond attacked your face with more quick kisses you squeezed your arms around his neck tightly before looking back up to him, “What about your hero agency? Aren’t they going to be mad that you’re missing a full week?”

Bakugou scoffed at your words, his crimson eyes cockily looking down to you as a smirk flashed across his lips, “Tch.. to hell with that shitty agency, they couldn’t fire me if they even wanted to. Honestly if I said I was leaving I would have all those fuckers on their hands and knees.”

Bursting into laughter you placed yet another kiss on his lips before running your fingers through his ash blond locks playfully, “That’s my cocky little shit.”

Grinning excitedly down to you, the ash blond lifted you back off your feet again causing your laughter to fill the air once more as he swung you around before stumbling backwards, his back falling against the smooth grass while you landed on top of him with a grin.

“Walk much?” You questioned cheekily, causing him to narrow his eyes as he stole a kiss from you most likely to shut you up.

Pulling away softly, you kept your face close to his own, both of your eyes locked on each other as each of your breaths collided with each other’s lips.

“I missed you so fucking much (S/o).” Bakugou muttered just loud enough for you to hear, his hands running down the small of your back.

Inhaling deeply you kept your fingers gliding through his hair as you looked down to him lovingly, “I did too Katsuki, more than you will ever know.”

After what seemed like forever of staring, the two of you shared one last final kiss. While any kiss with Bakugou would always be somewhat rough and demanding, this one held a certain passion and love with it.

A passion of two lovers deeply missing one another’s touch. You couldn’t begin to explain how wonderful your heart felt, as if every bit of stress had flown off your shoulders. The two of you could never be happier. 

Breaking away only because you ran out of air the two of you panted slightly, still looking at each other with joyful loving eyes. 

That is, until you felt a pair of wondering palms.

“You look sexy as fuck in these leggings by the way,” Bakugou said with a mischievous grin, his palms giving your cheeks a firm squeeze causing you to squeak slightly before his grin formed into a somewhat impressed smirk, “Somebody’s been working out, that ass is firm babe.”

Rolling your eyes you placed a warm kiss on his cheek before resting your head on his chest, “And there you go ruining the moment yet again.”

Opening his mouth to rebuttal, both of you came to silence when the all too familiar sound of stampeding feet were heard.

“W..What on earth is that?” You asked softly, sitting up from his chest as the sound grew louder and louder.

Bakugou let out a growl as he sat up, carefully holding onto you so you didn’t slide off of him, “Your fucking classmates, I forgot to disguise myself so they went fucking crazy..”

“And the news spread..” You finished with a gulp, sharing an annoyed yet fearful expression with your boyfriend before an idea popped in your head.

Scrambling off Bakugou’s lap you quickly grabbed your blanket and laptop before yanking the ash blond off his feet.

“The hell are we going?”

Looking back to Bakugou you smiled, grabbing his hand and yanking him down another unmarked trail, “I know this little secret trail back to the campus, that way we can sneak to my dorm hopefully un-noticed.”

Deciding to follow your lead, the ash blond ran side by side with you, taking your laptop and blanket so it would be easier for you to run while you lead him down the messy path.

Bakugou had only been with you for ten minutes and chaos already seemed to be unfolding, but much to his surprise he didn’t mind, quite frankly he actually liked it. It felt like the good old days when they were at UA, just goofing around and living in the light hearted chaos you both grew to love.

But if there was one thing Bakugou knew back at UA and sure as hell knew now, he never wanted to stop living in the chaos with you.

He wanted to rule this world of chaos with you by his side..

Forever and always.

[voluptuous-love-4-kpop-blog]

Yoongi x Chubby Reader Drabble

When Yoongi isn’t feeling too cheerful, you do your best to cheer him up. Or at least, help get him out of his funk. After y’all first started dating, he kept the fact that he suffered and still suffers with depression a secret. Even though you are a foreigner, he knew how mental issues were thought of in South Korea. However when it came around the time of your Mother’s passing, you had to tell him about your issues because he realized you weren’t eating during that time and it scared the hell out of him.

Anyway, when you got to the dorm that day, you normally would see Yoongi on the sofa in the common room, either listening to music or reading. Instead you saw the rest of Bangtan looking a rather concerned.

“Hey boys, what’s wrong.” You said as you took off your shoes before going fully in. Taehyung saw you and you could see the worry in his eyes.

“Suga has been in his room the whole time since we got back from practice, we tried to ask what was wrong, he just ignored us and went straight there. Y/N, you're expertise is needed.” Tae explained to you, making you glad that Yoongi and Namjoon helped you with your Korean while you helped them with their English. Tae was your main student, little adorable maknae.

Realizing what probably caused it, you nodded before making your way into Yoongi and Jin’s room where you knocked on the door before going in.

“Yoongi Oppa?” You whispered as your entered the room, looking over at his bed to see him laying there on his back. His black beanie was on his head and almost pulled all the way over his eyes. When he heard your voice, he perked up and sat up on the pillows while pushing the beanie, looking over at you.

“Y/n, hey babe.. Sorry for not texting you to tell you I was back from practice. Grandpa mode kicked in.” Yoongi said with a tight and fake smile, trying to mask that fact that he had read something that just darkened his mood. But, you gave him that look whenever you could see through his bs, moving closer to him.

“I know what grandpa mode looks like and this isn’t it.” You stated, getting on the bed and into his lap. At the beginning of the relationship, you were worried about hurting him whenever you got on top. He was lean and fit while you were on the chubby side with your boobs that can be use different for pillows, little bit more of a tummy, Goddess like hips, thick thighs and a very bouncy ass whenever you danced. But after Yoongi finally just grabbed you one night and sat you in his lap, he made it certain that you weren’t going to kill him. 

Besides it’s not your fault if he tries to smother himself in your boobs.

“Do you need your fluffy kitten to hold on to and cuddle?” You suggested since he probably wouldn’t want to talk about it, using his favorite nickname for you as he nodded. Despite the saddness in his dark eyes, the corners of his mouth curved up with a ghost of a smile. With you there, he was starting to focus back on what was really important to him. You and Bangtan.

He brought up his hands to touch your shoulders and pull you down to be on top of him. When you tried to slide down to his side, he wouldn’t let you. Yoongi just held you tight and sat his chin on the crown of your head.

Just felt like so far fluff y’all! Because this man deserves it! Suga/Yoongi’s music/lines makes my day! He isn a precious angel and if I ever meet him, I will show him how much I appreciate and love him!

[r-o-se]

A summary on Produce 101 Season 2 Episode 8 its ya boy back at it agian with another let’s play this time its evaluations and painful crying time

1.     BOA GOT THEM FOOD SHE GOT EVERYONE PIZZA

2.     Physically restraining myself from screenshotting everything Jinwoo appears in and posting those as the best moments

3.     They show the winners of each category again aka Taehyun, Jonghyun and Gunhee

4.     Sfkdjhlajk who said that those clips of hugging crying trainees are acceptable

5.     Seonho keeps saying 1, 2, 3 and looking at Guanlin as if he wants him to say ‘fighting’ but none of them will say it lmao I love my dumb chicks

6.     They showed solo clips of both Daniel and Jisung but not Jinwoo haha nice ;)

7.     Kiiahoiadjh Hyunbins failed b-boying how beautiful

8.     I am not emotionally prepared for this Jinwoo won’t make it I have too many goddamn faves just stab me

9.     Ok they’re showing concept evaluation stuff first this is basically like last season

10.  Im crying Jonghyun is 1st and BoA publically thanked him he is so shy and aaaaaaaahhhhh

11.  Ok the voters choose the best team and the idol that suits the concept best, most voted team gets FUCKING 220 000 VOTES!!! THE FUCK!! And the trainee who gets the most votes out of the team gets 100k votes, the rest from that team get 20k

12.  And here we gooooooooo the producers, first, Shihn Hyuk one did stuff for SHINEE!!!!!!!!! And also EXO and Justin Bieber I guess lol his song is ‘I Know You Know’

13.  Kigen & Assbrass from Monsta X next, they wrote hiphop song ‘Oh Little Girl’

14.  Ren’s visuals are done so dirty in this show I swear to god

15.  Next comes Geunwoo, ASHTRAY and Oh Seonghwan from Kyuhyun and Yesung who wrote a nu disco genre song ‘Showtime’ and LMAO THE CHOREO FOR IT HAS DONGMYEONG’S SIGNATURE DANCE AAAHAHAHAH POOR PLAGIARIZED ELIMINATED BABY

16.  Now composers called Devine-Channel who did songs for VIXX!!!! and BTS and their contribution is a Future EDM song ‘Open Up’

17.  TRIPLE H WHAT THE FUUUUUUUCKKKKKK THEY MADE A SONG

18.  It’s a Deep House genre song called ‘Never’

19.  Overall, Open Up and Never sound the best imo holy fuckkkkk those songs are LIT AS HELL

20.  Danik, Dongbin and Kiwon did the unthinkable and hinted at the songs they want and as a penalty they get sorted last

21.  I know Daniel wanted the fourth song which makes me emo bc I LOVE THAT SONG!!!! SO MUCH!!!!!! And now he cant get it lmao dumb boyo

22.  They look so ashamed aw

23.  Now everyone are getting sorted to songs, Baekho first aaaaaaand they didn’t show us what he got I don’t think they show any songs before the teams are full agh

24.  Everyone get their songs one but one and the reactions vary from jumping to absolute neutrality lol I’m not gonna say all of their names

25.  BoA brought up Samuels 15 place rank drop Kindly Shut Up Please

26.  Samuel, Sanggyun and Namhyung are all in one group

27.  Jaehwan also chose Hyunbin as the one he doesn’t want to be in a group with since he has already been with him twice aaaaaahahahhahah

28.  Jaehwan DOES want to be with Jonghyun and so do Baekho and Yongguk as well EVERYONE LOVES HIM THIS IS SO CUTEEEE

29.  JONGHYUN IS WITH JAEHWAN AND THEY HUG RIGHT AWAY!! CUTE!!

30.  Winkdeep are the only ones in their practice room well nvm THAT’S HYUNGSEOB all the cute popular visual ones are together again

31.  Taehyun joined the badassery that is Samuel, Namhyung, Sangbin and Sanggyun and Samuel IMMEDIATELY goes like OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!!!!!! SAME THO FUCK I LOVE TAEHYUN

32.  ???? Woodam went to the badasses room?? GOOD CONCEPT!!!

33.  Jihoon is discussing his endless aegyo techniques

34.  IT IS GUNHEE IN THE ROOM OF CUTIES!!! AND SUUNGWOON WITH JR

35.  The Sinners are all in that room and give their formal apologies aw kiddos it’s ok I don’t care lol

36.  Danik goes to the practice room where JINWOO IS!!!!!! YES!!!!AND SO DOES KIWON!

37.  Dongbin is with the cutie group lol

38.  The song for the badassery group is SHOW TIME!! Sangbin is dead inside but Samuel just gave a kiss to the song sign lmaooo

39.  Jonghyun group gets Never also HOLY SHIT this team has Jonghyun, Minhyun, Jaehwan and Seongwoo are all here it is like 2/3 of Sorry Sorry lol

40.  The cutie team gets Oh Little Girl  Justin looks so blessed out of this world and hugs w Hyunngseob YUEHUA PRIDE!!!!!

41.  All other group want open up lol

42.  Danik-Baekho group GETS IT!!!!!!!!!!!!

43.  So the other group gets I Know You Know everyone are crying inside

44.  The temporary centers for Oh Little Girl are chosen now, Ren, Jihoon and Euiwoong all want to be center

45.  They are trying out and honestly I have such second hand embarrassment rn but everyone think Jihoon and Minki were better including Hyungseob whos labelmates with Euiwoong

46.  Wait so… Jungjung, Euiwoong, Justin and Hyungseob are ALL in the Oh Little Girl group damn whole Yuehua squad here

47.  KAHI JUST BOUGHT THIS YUEHUA THING UP!!! I SAW IT BEFORE!!!

48.  Euiwoong was really worried about doing mistakes but KAHI CONGRATULATED HIM BC HE DID RLY WELL!!! CUTE!! DON MILLS TOO!!! LIL KID SLAYING IT

49.  JINWOO LOOKS SO GOOD HERE!!!!

50.  Anyways Jinwoo was like maybe someone who is good with dance as the leader for Open Up team since it has a hard dance and Baekho was like ya what about Daniel AND THEN INSOO IS LIKE WHAT ABT U DONGHO IKAJAKI TRAINEES LOVE BAEKHO WILL MNET FINALLY STOP LYING

51.  Baekho still pushes it back to Daniel and Danik is like I’d totally love to be the leader JINWOO NODDING ALONG MMO PRIDE

52.  Apparently Daniel is having problems paying attention to all 12 people and Kenta is a bit salty over it and tbh I understand his reasoning

53.  But Daniel noticed it too and heh fucking apologized don’t drag him for this he’s younggg and doesn’t know that much about leading

54.  It’s Showtime team now and everyone want Woodam to be the venter but HWISEUNG IS THERE TOO!!! PAY ATTENTION TO MY BABE HES AMAZING AT HIGH NOTES GIVE HIM SCREENTIME!!!!!

55.  Hwiseung was 56 but raised to 36 LET MY BOY!!! LIVE!!! PLEASE!!!

56.  Taehyun recommends the cringefest that is facial expression battle

57.  Wtf the two ones who didn’t even sing got to be the centers what’s going ooooooonnn

58.  EVERYONE ARE SHOOK BY HWISEUNG AND WOODAMS ADLIBS AND FOR A GOOD REASON AAAAA THEY ARE SO GOODDDD

59.  He’s so cheerful and keeps cracking jokes LET MY BOY!!! DEBUT

60.  Never team is choosing the center I hope Sungwoon gets it tbh let my boy rise some ranks

61.  The centers are Guanlin and Minhyun rip I mean I love both of the kids but LET SUNGWOON SHINEE!! FOR ONCE

62.  SUNGWOON VOLUNTEERED FOR SOLO DANCE CHECKUP PLEASE DO WELL BABE I BELIEVE IN YOU HE DOES REALLY WELL IM SO GLAD BABE I LOVE U IM PROUD OF U I LOVE U LOTS PLEASE DO WELL

63.  HE DID WELL AND GOT PRAISED A SHITTON I AM SO PROUD BABE KILL IT KILLL IT WELL I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!! DEBUT!!! PLEASE!!!!!!

64.  I Know You Know has a shiiiiiiiiiiiiiittttttton of low ranking trainees and I feel so so sorry for all of them ugh

65.  WHY IS HWANOONG SO LOW RANKS CMON PEOPLE!!! HE WAS CENTER!! HE IS FUNNY!! HE IS CUTE!!! WHY YALL HATING

66.  The centers are Donghan and Hwanoong and all of them got praised a lot by Kahi and even Hyunbin got the footwork down fml I’m so proud of my kids

67.  This elimination gonna hurt no matter what I got too many faves they show the lower ranked kids like Woo Jinyoung and Hwanoong and Dongbin and Justin and whatnot I AM SO SO EMO!!! WHAT THE FUCK!!!!! LET MY KIDS LIVE

68.  Most of those kids already feel that they’re gonna drop and it’s so fucking depressing I love so many of those kids I feel so bad rn oh my fucking god II want to save them all I want them to be happy and popular and debut well

69.  23 of my own children are gonna be beat away from this show I am so angry anyways thte last time there was abt 2.5mil votes this time its GODDAMN 5.5 MILLION WHAT ON EARTH

70.  HYUNBINN SURVIVED THANKK GOD!!!! THANK FUCK!!!!!! I am not allowed to cry about each trainee I CANT

71.  YEHYUN MADE IT MY MUSICAL GENIUS!!!!! FUCK!! HIS STATS ARE LIKE A ROLLERCOASTER

72.  Moonbok deadass fell from 2nd to 32nd what the fuck this show is so unpredictable and I hate it

73.  KENTA BABY MADE EIT WITH 0 SCREENTIME I LOVE MY BOY SO MUCH

74.  Gunhee also made it what the fuck why is he such a low rank with the goddamn 110k benefit and you can see the light leave Hwanoongs eyes because if Gunhee is so low what happens to him

75.  Its HF and Woodam went up he fell like 10 places fuck he said ‘You’ll have to go up’ to Jinyoung IM SO SADD!! FUCK!!!!!

76.  SUNGWOON MADE IT!!! HE LOOKS LIKE A LIL CLOUD W HIS BLEACHED HAIR!! PROUD OF U BABE

77.  SUNGHYUK MADE IT AGAIN!!! ROSE SO FUCKING MUCH!!!! HE WAS 95 BUT NOW HE IS 24 WHAT ON E A R T H HOLY MOTHER OF FUCK

78.  TAEHYUN IS THERE!!!! HOTTSHOT BOYSSSSSSSSS IM PROUD HE HIGHFIVED SOMEONE IN THE LINE

79.  Oh my god 20th place trainee already has over 1mil votes this is fucking wild whos it gonna be ITS REN!!!!!! WHYS HE SO LOW!! HE FELL TWO PLACES WHAT THE FUCK

80.  Everyone are apologizing this is so sad also JIHOON ACTUAL ANGEL SAID HE MIGHT BE PERSUADED TO GIVE HIS CENTER POSITION TO REN WHAT ON EARTH

81.  Hwiseung is so bright and cute…. How does he do that….

82.  Jinwoo looks dead inside like he has already accepted his place…… but also proud and smiley at Jisung and Daniel… I’m so sad yall what the fuck

83.  WOOJIN DIDN’T HIGHFIVE YOUNGMIN AND WOOJIN RAN BACK FROM THE STAGE TO HUG HIM BRAND NEW PRIDE

84.  I hate Hwiseung why is he so good…. And loveable… in those dark times… fucking god I’m so sad

85.  BoA said cue and Seonho just stood up without the name and BoA was like wdym and Seonho is like it cant be Guanlin bc he’s a superstar

86.  KJALFSA HYUNGSEOB IS THANKING WOOJIN IN HIS SPEECH IM SO EMO THIS IS SO CUTEEEEEE

87.  SEWOON EXPOSED MNET BAEKHO AINT SCARY GET FUKT BOIIII ITS TOP 11 TIME NOW

88.  Oh my GOD it’s a god fucking damn cutscene are you SERIOUS!! Blocked anyways they have a punchinc machine it will be somekinda strength off and they deadass chopped the 1st place seat off and put it there

89.  HWISEUNG AND BYUNMIN ARE THE MC’S why are they doing this to me

90.  Ren is so dumb I love him how does he do THAT with his shoulders

91.  Seongwoo is there and he sure is making himself look cool he does into the trainees to go faaaaaaaaaaar so he can get the motion in and puts sooo much into the show BUT FUCKING STAYS UNDER 900 I LOVE MY DUMB SON HE IS SO STUPID AAAAAAHAHHA FUCK I LOVE HIM HES SO FUNNY EVERYONE ARE LAUGHING LIKE HYENAS

92.  Donghyun was embarrassing w his stretching but fuckin WRECKED that machine taking the throne from Sunghyuk who took it from Dongbin

93.  ITS BAEKHO TIME GODDAMN HWISEUNG SAID IT’S BOSS FIGHT LMAO I LOVE THEM

94.  His punching sound was so loud holy fuck AND HE GOT THE IDENTICAL SCORE!!! WHAT!! LMAO

95.  Rematch, Donghyun hit 949, Baekho 950 lmaooooooo MY SUNSHINE TIGER  

96.  We are back in the elimination its rank 11 ITS BAEKHO!! MY BABE!! MY FIRST BIAS!! POWER VOCAL DUMBO!!! LOVE U!!!!!!!! BoA asked him to do aegyo I’m so done lmaoooooooo

97.  Seeing low ranked trainees be quietly emo and cry is seriously the worst fucking feeling I’m so angry and sad

98.  JAEHWAN IN TOP 10 INDIVIDUAL TRAINEE PRIDE!!! I LOVE U BABE UR AMAZING BY VOCALS AND PERSONALITTY AND LOOKS I HOPE U DO WELL!!!!!

99.  Danik fell by 6 spots I’m emo and he even apologizes at everyone HE IS SO CUTE!!! FUCK!!! STAY UP THERE BABE

100.   Ong has a lot of male fans and Guanlin was like ‘I’m a fan too’ why shouldn’t you be tbh that dude is perfect in each way like hes pretty and can sing can dance ran rap and has a sense of humor the hell else do u want then

101.   Minhyun got 5th and his face on the big screen everyone are like fuck hes hot anyways HE SAID HE WANTS TO DEBUT W JAEHWAN I love how close Jaehwan is with 2hyun aaaaaaahhhh

102.   YOUNGMIN IN A PUPPY HUG PILE I LOVE U RED ALPACA BABE

103.   HE IS GONNA DO SOME BITCHASS ALPACA DANCE SINCE HE GOT 5TH AAAAHAHA SO CUTEEEEEEEEE

104.   The top 4 is Jihoon, Guanlin, Jonghyun and Daehwi

105.   Daehwi is 4 and thanked his mom in America poor kid HES CRYING!!!!!! HE HUGGED YOUNGMIN SO TIGHT!!! THIS IS SO FUCKING SAD!! FUCK POOR BABBIE

106.   JIHOON IS THIRD!! EVERYONE WERE SO READY THAT ITS GONNA B GUANLIN INCLLUDING HIMSELF

107.   OK OVERALL HOW THE FUCK DID GUANLIN GET SECOND!! GODDAMN AINT I SHOOK!!! GOOD JOB LIL CHICKEN

108.   JONGHYUN!!!!! BABY!!!! GENTLE SUNSHINE AND BEST LEADER!!! BEAUTIFUL SMILING CHILD!!! A BAB WEEB!!! IM SO PROUD!!!!!!! IL OVE HIM SO MUCH IM EMO!!!!!! HE CRIED ABOUT NBOT BEING GOOD ENOUGH THOSE YEARS BACK!! AND NOW HERE HE IS!!! NATIONS LEADER, LOVED AFTER FINALLY HAVING SOME EXPOSURE!!!!! FUCK YOU PLEDIS FUCK EVERYONE WHO HAVE SAID SHIT ABOUT HIM I LOVE HIM AND HE IS BEAUTIFUL AND GOOD FUCK YALL

109.   I’m dead Guanlin thanked Baekho and then asked BoA to buy them more food b a b e

110.   ITS TIME FOR THE 35TH!!!!! FUCK!!!!!!!!!! THE CANDIDATES ARE SUNGWOO, DONGSU, DONGHAN AND EUNKI AND ALL OTHER OF MY FAVES ARE DEAD AS FUCK IM SO SAD RN

111.   DONGHAN MADE IT!!!!!!! BLONDIE BABY!!!!! HES CRYING SO HARD!!!!! I FEEL SO EMO ABOUT ALL OF MY FAVE BUT HE MADE IT!!!!! TAEHYUN LOOKED SO LUCKED OUT WHEN HE WAS ANNOUNCED!!!!!! BABY DOLL IM SO PROUD OF YOU YOU DESERVE IT!!!!!

112.   Hwiseung dropped 3 ranks this is why god doesn’t exist

 Overall THANKS MNET FOR ONLY GIVING HWISEUNG AND HWANOONG SCREENTIME WHEN THEY GET ELIMINATED LOVE YA

[butterfly4388-blog]

Saddness

I was 16 years old when I met my high school sweetheart we did everything together and were inseparable. Life was amazing and couldn't have asked for more. When I turned 20 she got pregnant and we had a wonderful baby boy. Things were good I was working hard and did what I needed to keep them both happy. I ended up getting a new job where I would have to travel for weeks at a time but the pay was good. This lasted for about 8 months until the company started having issues and eventually shut down. I came home and told her the bad news and at first she was supportive and caring but things changed. I noticed how distant she was and I remember grabbing her phone to write a grocery list and a text popped up saying I can't wait to see you babe. I got scared and went through her phone to find out there has been at least 5 times she had an affair starting from when we first met. I tried to keep it together and hope we could fix it. This lasted for another year. It got so bad that I was working two jobs while she stayed home and played games. Hardly took care of our boy. I ended it in March 16 of 2016. I was broken hearted and could not sleep or eat for a couple months till I started feeling normal. I wanted to date again and signed up for plenty of fish. Eventually I met this really cool girl who was fun and exciting. I rushed into things when I wasn't 100% healed from my ex. The first 6 months were beyond good! Then she started assuming any email or text I got was another girl or someone i was flirting with. I had never been with someone who had such bad anxiety. I was not aloud to have a female friend or talk to any without her getting upset. I know she tried not too and truly cared but some things can't be helped. I fell for her pretty hard and started to wonder if things would turn out like they did with my ex. So I started to sabotage my relationship pushing her away in fear of getting hurt. I eventually got over this and started to feel like I want to spend the rest of my life with her.... until I found the messages on her computer to another guy. It broke me and shattered me. I couldn't believe it happened again. Every time I let myself be happy I get destroyed. I really loved her and I know she didn't have sex with him but she was sending bad messages. I tried getting over it but the messages replayed in my head over and over until I shut down and wanted nothing to do with anyone. I know I pushed her into this guys send by not giving her the attention she needs but all I can think about is how goodshe was to me and I took that for granted. She ended things with me a month ago and I would love to have her back but any chance I get to message her I get a response back of pure hatred towards me. So I'm writing here for some kind of comfort or saving grace. I am broken and don't know how to handle life right now.

[libidomechanica]

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not his tent my bed. ‘Vouchsafe’, thou eternal Homer!’ And takes his cannot draw his Hand, and they are, such my hand . With this healthfull casks are ever love so

much handling, show’d like a man, more white and responsibility we will hold thee home shepheard, tel it not fear; it shall gie thee, hence remove, till he lours and of Love upon

her babe so well defend her, where natural agonies, with her maiden garden for each several posts, my friend, till concludes in woe, and every

shepherds, woe unto the cause he would make John Bull, that all love, his lips no more: and beauty set gloss on the rose, smell too much decline, what canst thou may aye inherit

thy mither’s person deign’d to contented, so thou can resisteth, which leads beholders on a boggy walk, he flitted to a river stay: she would be thy love.

[bumblesimagines]

Bad Boy, Rich Girl

Part 2

(Y/N) smiled, an arm lazily wrapped around Veronica as she told him about her test. He leaned down, kissing her forehead as her car pulled up. A woman got out.

“Mom!” Veronica looked at her, glancing at (Y/N). 

“Hey, Mija, get in the car. I wanna talk to your new boyfriend.” Hermione said. Veronica frowned.

“What about?” 

“Just get in the car.” Veronica sighed, entering the black car. 

“I’m Hermione Lodge, I’m sure Veronica has told you about me.” She stuck out her hand.

“(Y/N) Jones.” He shook her hand.

“FP’s eldest... How’s your dad?” She asked. (Y/N) shrugged.

“Same as always.” He replied. Hermione stepped closer to him.

“I’m not threatening you, I’m warning you. Hiram found out about you. Someone told him and he’s pissed. I like you. My daughter is much happier with you than she was with Archie. I’d hate for that happiness to die so please, be careful.” She said quietly. (Y/N) hummed.

“Anyways, tell your dad I said hi.” Hermione smiled though her eyes held concern. She turned around, entering the car. Veronica blew him a kiss as the car drove off. (Y/N) watched the car until it was out of sight. He sighed, walking over to his motorcycle and getting on it. He drove to the trailer park, mind clouded. 

“What the fuck?” (Y/N) huffed, kicking the tires of his bike. Someone had slashed them while he was in school. 

“Who could’ve done this?” Betty asked.

“Someone petty. Do you have any psycho exes, babe?” Veronica glanced at him.

“If he did, they’d be going after you,” Toni told her, shaking her head.

“We’ll find the fuckers who did this and beat their asses.” Sweet Pea said. Veronica was about to retort but stepped back.

“V?” Betty looked at her. Veronica spun around, hurriedly walking away from them with a hand over her mouth.

“What’s up with your girl? She sick or something?” Sweet Pea asked. (Y/N) shrugged.

“She’s been throwing up quite a bit.” (Y/N) replied. Toni frowned and went after Veronica.

“Girls.” Fangs shook his head. Betty rolled her eyes. “I’ll get some of the guys to fix your tires.” He told him.

“Me, Sweet Pea, Cheryl, and Betty will try to track down who fucked up your tires,” Jughead said.

“I have someone in mind.” (Y/N) crossed his arms.

“Who?” Jughead asked.

“Veronica’s dad.” (Y/N) replied with a small sigh.

Veronica coughed, standing up and grabbing some toilet paper to wipe her mouth. She walked to the sink, washing her mouth.

“You okay?” Toni asked her. Veronica nodded.

"I think I might have a stomach virus." She sighed.

"Have you tried a pregnancy test?" Toni asked. Veronica paused, staring at the sink before looking at her.

"Oh god..."

"Hey, hey, it might not be that. It's just... A thought." Toni said as she fished into her bag before pulling two out. Veronica stared at her.

"I keep some just in case one of my girls needs it," Toni explained. Veronica nodded, walking into one of the stalls to take them. Toni waited, watching her step out.

"What if they're positive? What's he gonna think? What if he leaves me? I can't-"

"Veronica, listen to me. (Y/N) loves you. He's a good guy. He'll take care of the baby if you two decide to keep it." Toni soothed her. Veronica nodded, holding back tears. The two looked down at the tests. Four pink lines stared back at them.

"Oh god..." Veronica broke down, Toni wrapping their arms around her.

"Come on. We should head back before the boys start wondering." Toni said, wiping away her tears. Once Veronica was calm, they exited the bathroom. They went back to the boys only to see that the Jones brothers had left.

"Where's Jug and (N/N)?" Toni asked.

"Went back to the trailer park. (Y/N)..." Sweet Pea's eyes flickered to Veronica. Betty bit her bottom lip.

"You should talk to him. Your dad was the one who messed up his bike." She explained, frowning.

"What?!" Veronica stared at them. Toni placed a hand on her back.

"Talk to him." She said. Veronica nodded.

"Can you give me a ride?" She asked.

"Might as well call me the love taxi. I always take you to him." Toni chuckled, walking to her bike. Veronica thought about what Toni said, hoping it was true as they drove to the trailer park. Toni pulled up next to (Y/N) trailer and Veronica got off. She opened the door, looking at Jughead.

"Where is he?" She asked.

"Bedroom," Jughead replied. Veronica walked to the door, entering the room and closing the door behind her. She approached him.

"What are you doing?" She asked, watching him pack up. (Y/N) sighed.

"I'm going to Toledo."

"Ohio?!" Veronica stared at him. (Y/N) nodded.

"No, no..." Veronica walked closer, grabbing him by the collar.

"You can't..." She whispered, tears rolling down her cheeks.

"You can't leave me and the baby..." Veronica sniffled.

"Baby?" (Y/N) furrowed his brows. Veronica nodded, taking the tests out of her purse. He took them from her, staring at the test.

“Oh fuck...” He mumbled.

“I’ll go with you. I’ll tell my mom and we’ll leave. Tonight.” 

“Veronica, you can’t just up and leave.” (Y/N) placed a hand on her cheek. 

“I have family up there from my mom’s side. They won’t tell anyone.” Veronica told him. (Y/N) knew he couldn’t argue. She’d probably be waiting for him in Ohio if he went alone. 

"Okay. We'll meet up at Pop's." (Y/N) pressed a kiss to her forehead. Veronica nodded, hurrying out of the trailer. (Y/N) sat on the bed, starting to feel the shock of finding out he was gonna be a father.

"(Y/N)?" Jughead entered, looking at him.

"Hey, Jug." He greeted. Jughead sat down.

"Sorry, I have to leave again." (Y/N) apologized.

"It's for your own safety. Dad's pissed but he's gonna figure out how to bring Hiram down." Jughead said. (Y/N) wrapped an arm around him.

"Keep the boys out of trouble." (Y/N) stood up, zipping up his bag. Jughead nodded.

"I'll keep in touch." (Y/N) said, picking the bag up. He hugged Jughead before stepping away. (Y/N) sighed, catching the keys that were thrown at him.

"Take my car." One of his Serpent friends said. (Y/N) nodded, thanking him as he got into the car. He sighed, turning it on and heading to Pop's.

"Babe... Babe!" (Y/N) grunted, opening his eyes. He looked over at Veronica, feeling weight on his chest. (Y/N) placed a hand on his childs back, slowly sitting up. Their son, Angel, stirred and yawned. Veronica smiled before motioning towards the tv. (Y/N) looked up, seeing the News channel. It was showing the arrest of Hiram Lodge.

"He can't hurt or go after you anymore, babe." Veronica said, smiling. He could see a tinge of saddness though. After all, he was still her father. (Y/N) leaned over, pressing a kiss to her forehead. She took Angel from him as he started to fuss.

"Should... Should we head back?" She asked. (Y/N) looked at her.

"What do you wanna do?" He yawned, still half-asleep. Veronica looked down at her son as she fed him.

"I think it's time." She nodded. (Y/N) looked over at the Serpent jacket. He hadn't touched it in months.

"Yeah. It's time." He looked at her with a soft smile. Angel burped his opinion. Veronica giggled and got off the bed.

"Let's pack." (Y/N) stood, changing. He grabbed his jacket and looked over at Veronica.

"Why don't you try it on, Doll?" He handed to her. Veronica shrugged it on and looked at herself in the mirror. (Y/N) smiled, turning away from her.

"I look hot."

"You look hot in anything, Doll." (Y/N) reminded. Veronica grinned, a flush of love going through her. She looked at her son and smiled.

"Let's make you as cute as your dad." She said, picking out an outfit. (Y/N) got a suitcase and put their stuff inside as Veronica got Angel's stuff. They left the apartment and faced Veronica's godmother.

"Thank you so much, again." Veronica smiled.

"It's my job." The woman smiled, kissing their cheeks.

"Tell your mother to come visit." She said, stepping back as they got into the car. Angel sucked on his pacifier as (Y/N) started to drive.

"What do you think they'll say? Toni already knew but everyone else..."

"Dad will cry. That's a fact." (Y/N) said as Veronica giggled.

"Jughead might too but he'll brush it off. Betty will be super excited." He added.

"It's been so long. I wonder what they've been up to." Veronica breathed out, realizing just how long they had been gone for. (Y/N) glanced at the jacket Veronica still had on. He knew the Serpents would be thrilled about the baby.

"I... I wanna join the Serpents." Veronica said, looking at him.

"Are you sure? I don't know if they changed that dance the girls have to do."

"I'm sure. They really do need to change that though." Veronica watched the scenery pass by. They drove in comfortable silence until Angel sneezed. Veronica laughed softly.

"Bless you, sweetheart." She cooed. For the next few hours, they continued to Riverdale, only stopping to get food and change Angel's diapers. They eventually passed the Riverdale sign and glanced at eachother.

"Home sweet home." (Y/N) mumbled, driving to Hermione's place. They parked and Veronica got out of the car. (Y/N) got Angel and they headed inside. Veronica knocked on the door.

"What is it?" Hermione called as she opened it. She blinked a few times.

"Oh my god... Mija..." She hugged her tightly before looking at (Y/N).

"Is he..?" She asked quietly, glancing at Veronica who nodded. Hermione cooed, taking Angel into her arms.

"Labor was terrible." Veronica sighed. Hermione laughed, looking at (Y/N).

"Let me guess. She called you every name in the book and numbed your hand?" She grinned. (Y/N) nodded, chuckling as Veronica rolled her eyes playfully.

"Abulita's gonna spoil you rotten... Ugh, I'm getting old." Hermione sighed.

"I'll have someone get your stuff. You should visit your friends." Hermione handed Angel back to him. (Y/N) looked at Veronica and they made their way back to the car. The butler took their stuff and they drove to Pop's.

"Toni said she gathered everyone here." Veronica told him. (Y/N) spotted the bikes and smiled, getting out of the car. Toni bolted out of Pop's almost tackling him to the ground. (Y/N) laughed, hugging her back. Toni pulled back, smiling before she turned her attention onto Veronica and Angel.

"Guys!" Betty rushed over to hug him, Jughead right on her heels.

"Guys, meet Angel." Veronica said. The two spun around as FP, Fangs, and Sweet Pea approached them with Archie close behind.

"V! Oh my god, he's precious!" Betty cooed as Jughead stared down at his nephew. He passed off his sniffle as a cough and nodded. (Y/N) got a bear hug from the three Serpents. FP watched (Y/N) take Angel from Veronica so she could properly hug her friends.

"Is he.." FP cleared his throat.

"Is he yours?" He asked. (Y/N) nodded. FP looked at Angel, placing a gentle hand on his head. Angel looked up at his grandfather, babbling. (Y/N) bit back a grin as FP sniffled, wiping away tears. Fangs was cooeing over the baby while Sweet Pea smiled when Angel played with his dog tags.

"Hey, Andrews." (Y/N) greeted the ginger. Archie smiled at Angel, hugging (Y/N).

"Hey, (Y/N). It's been a while." He said, stepping back and wrapping his arm around a girl. (Y/N) nodded, looking over at Veronica as Betty asked about the jacket.

"It's (Y/N) but I've been thinking about joining the Serpents." Veronica told them. Jughead nodded.

"Alright." He crossed his arms, explaining the initiation. Sweet Pea leaned over.

"She's a keeper." He said. (Y/N) smiled.

"I know."