#Immeasurable Anointing
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During the summer of 2020, I worked as a consultant for multiple progressive DA candidates backed by George Soros and his foundation. In the places where they won, these DAs have since done immeasurable damage to the local communities. They failed to prosecute offenders, especially surrounding drug use and distribution, and allowed crime to run rampant, hurting communities of color the most—the very people they were supposedly trying to help.
Far from progressive, these Soros-backed DAs did more to hurt progressives than anything the Right has managed; to everyday Americans, the term "progressive" now conjures up images of fentanyl overdoses, crime, defecation in the streets, and riots.
I feel remorse for the work I did on these campaigns. The Soros money that was contributed to progressive DA races would have been better spent on supportive housing, mental health services, and recovery programs. Police need resources to arrest and imprison drug dealers and end open-air drug use. This is just common sense.
Unfortunately, the Soroses are just the tip of the iceberg.
I spent years fundraising for Democrats. I raised millions of dollars. And in the process, I routinely saw and heard about inappropriate relationships between donors and candidates that would bust anyone's bubble about the independence of our leaders. There is an entire donor ecosystem working against the interests of regular Americans—and it's the one top Democrats are swimming in.
Consider the long-time friendship between Kamala Harris and billionaire donor Laurene Powell Jobs, the widow of Steve Jobs. The New York Times described the women as being so close that they've gone on vacation together and consider each other family. Powell Jobs sat in Harris' exclusive friends and family suite at the DNC last month. She was also instrumental in getting Biden to step down to clear the way for Harris; one of her top aides circulated a polling memo to other key influential donors that allegedly showed Biden's inability to win.
It was another example of a megadonor overcoming the will of the people—and making things worse for voters. Now that the Kool-Aid from the DNC is wearing off, people are waking up to the realities of an untested candidate. Harris is barely beating Biden in key swing state polls, dodges questions from the press, and continually gaffes answers on significant policy issues. She can barely answer basic questions about her plans for regular people in friendly encounters with people like Oprah.
This is what happens when a candidate is anointed by donors and not selected by voters.
Or take Reid Hoffman, co-founder of LinkedIn. He is a megadonor—a "big fish" as we would call him behind the scenes—and is expected to spend up to $100 million to ensure that Vice President Kamala Harris beats former President Donald Trump in the presidential election. But Hoffman has an agenda: He has publicly called for the resignation of FTC Chairwoman Lina Khan, who Hoffman said is "at war with American business."
The reality is somewhat different: Khan has been one of the only lifelines for working people in the modern Democratic machine. She stood up for workers' rights by banning non-compete agreements and led efforts to block major mergers of grocery stores like the Kroger-Albertsons, which would have resulted in higher food prices and hurt union workers.
If Hoffman is successful in his public campaign to replace Khan, he will further cement the Democrats as the party of the wealthy, the powerful, and corporate elite. I won't be surprised when he gets the job done.
Another name I've seen pop up many times in my years fundraising for progressive candidates is the San Francisco based Democratic donor and influencer Steve Phillips. Phillips has written books that focus heavily on the importance of race in politics, with titles like Brown Is the New White: How the Demographic Revolution Has Created a New American Majority and How We Win the Civil War: Securing a Multiracial Democracy and Ending White Supremacy for Good.
Yet, Donald Trump is on track to secure more support from minority voters, especially Black men, than any other Republican in generations. It's becoming increasingly clear that the real divide is the one separating the college educated from the working class of all races. But Phillips and others like him continue to focus exclusively on race—and you can see the direct impact this has on Democratic politicians, who talk much more about things like "equity" than they do about the class divide.
It's out of touch with the pulse of the country and deeply alienating to working-class voters who were once stalwart Democrats.
Unfortunately, the Democrats aren't getting the message. Last week, Alexander Soros posted images at his opulent New York mansion on X with Harris' VP pick, Tim Walz.
Is this how you convince people you're the party of the people? By posing with a billionaire nepo baby while Americans struggle to pay for groceries?
Some Democrats surely know how damaging such a photo is to their flailing brand. But Soros has so much power and influence that no one would dare tell him to take the photo down.
Internally, the Democrats know that like the photo of Walz with Alex Sorors, the Soros-funded criminal justice policies have been an embarrassing failure from an outcome, messaging, and public perception standpoint. They also know that Reid Hoffman and Laurene Powell Jobs do not have the best interests of regular Americans at heart—but they will continue to cower to them anyway.
Forget "Kamala is Brat" or the "Joy!" campaign. The image of Soros with Walz perfectly encapsulates the Democrats' real vibe these days—the unfettered influence the donors have over this party and the lives they've destroyed in the process.
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Coronation
Pairing: Nikolai Lantsov x reader
Summary: The Coronation of His Most Royal Majesty, King Nikolai Lantsov...
A/N: I wanted to write something for Aleksander, but Nikolai’s had me in a chokehold lately, so here we are 😂
Also the reader can be either a Heartrender or a Healer, doesn’t really matter
“You look absolutely stunning, my love.” You stood before the mirror, adjusting the sapphire encrusted crown perched atop your head. Nikolai Lantsov, soon to be King of Ravka, was mooning over you, like he didn’t moon over you every other day, and you felt yourself blush. “You look quite dashing yourself,” you replied, turning to face him. Your husband wore fitted black trousers paired with a matching jacket, embroidered with the double eagle in striking gold.
Your own ensemble was equally as regal: a gown of midnight blue silk, the double-eagle embroidered in glittering golden thread on the billowing train. A pair of white silk gloves adorned your hands, your wedding and engagement rings atop them. “Have you been to see Alina?” you asked, and your husband nodded. “I have. I think she’s equally as nervous as I am.” The Sun Summoner would be standing alongside you and Nikolai, being given a position of honor in his court as Ravka’s savior. She would serve as a bridge between the Second Army and the Crown, hopefully to smooth over a rocky past.
“You will be just fine, my love,” you said, moving to stand before him, taking his hands. “This is what you’ve worked for your entire life, and I am so immeasurably proud of you.” Nikolai smiled, bending to kiss you. “Thank you, Y/N. I would be the loneliest King in the world were it not for you.” “Well, you’ll never be without me.” He kissed you again, lingering for several minutes, until the guards informed you it was time.
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Nikolai stood at the altar of the Royal Chapel, Alina to his left, you to his right. Sankt Grigori’s bearskin was draped over his shoulders, as was the ceremonial cloak; dark blue velvet bearing the double-eagle, and the King knelt, allowing the Apparat to place the crown atop his head. Your husband winced when the scepter fell on his right shoulder, the wound from the Darkling’s monsters not quite healed yet. But when he rose, scepter in one hand, orb in the other, the chapel burst into applause.
Pride swelled in your heart, seeing your husband crowned, to see your people’s love for him. But your joy was short-lived. A woman stumbled into the aisle, her eyes glassy, gaze fixed on Nikolai. At first, no one noticed her, too focused on the newly anointed King, but then, she spoke. “Strymakt Fjerdan!” she cried, raising her hands and making fists. At once, everyone in the chapel doubled over, hearts constricting, airways closing, lungs collapsing.
You clutched your chest, feeling as if your heart was trying to force itself from your body, watching as this woman, this monster, advanced down the aisle. She was focused on the King, yet the King was focused on you. He, like most everyone in the church, was clutching his chest, face contorted in pain, but as he fell to his knees, he was reaching out to you. “Y/N,” he groaned, and when you toppled to the ground, you reached for his hand.
How could this be how you died? You had survived the war, survived the Darkling, but this would be your death? At the hands of an assassin at your own coronation? If this was to be your end, at least you were with Nikolai. At least he would be the last thing you saw before you died. You retched, and blood burbled from between your lips. Nikolai, pain radiating to every inch of his body, somehow gathered enough strength to crawl to you, to throw himself into your embrace.
“Love…you…” he gasped, voice wheezing, face red. Whoever this assassin was, she was focusing her attack on Nikolai; the King clearly her target. But she also wasn’t afraid of collateral damage. Blood was trickling from his nose, his mouth, yet he smiled. He was in absolute agony, but you were here, and he supposed that was all that mattered in the end. Unseen to you or Nikolai, Alina was pushing to her feet.
She had saved Ravka, she had killed the Darkling, she had reunified her nation; she would not let it all fall so quickly. The Sun Summoner threw out her hand, calling every ounce of her strength and rage, and lashed out. But it was not sunlight that struck the assassin down, it was shadow. With the assassin dead, you were able to breathe freely, your heart resuming its normal rhythm, and, weak as you were, you managed to rise to your knees and get to your husband.
“Nikolai!” you cried, turning him onto his back. “Nikolai!” “Y/N,” he breathed, weak and aching, but alive. Alina was on her feet, staring at her hand, which was emitting wisps of shadow, and those at the front of the chapel were slowly rising. “Y/N, I-” “Don’t,” you said, folding your hands and beginning to heal him. “Just be quiet. I’ve got you.” It was instinct to heal him, impulse. He was your King, but he was your husband, and you would not let him die.
Several of his arteries had ruptured, his left lung had collapsed, and his intestine had perforated. But you had ample combat and field training to heal his injuries with little issue. Nikolai would need to be looked over by a more experienced Healer, but you knew he was no longer at risk of bleeding out. You pushed yourself to sit, and Nikolai flopped into your lap, his head resting on your shoulder.
“It’s ok,” he whispered. “I’m ok.” You nodded, holding back tears, and kissed his brow. Guards had flooded the chapel, along with Grisha and otkazat’sya Healers to tend to the wounded. But Alina was staring blankly at the corpse of the assassin, her shoulders separate from her head. Inky tendrils emanated from the wounds, a few wisps still hovering in the air around the Sun Summoner’s hand. You’d seen the Darkling’s power enough times to know what that meant…
“Alina,” you called, voice trembling and weak. “What… how did you…? That wasn’t your Cut.” The last part wasn’t a question, but a statement, and she nodded. “How?” Alina could feign innocence, pretend to be frightened of the power that now resided within her, but she couldn’t fight the smirk crawling onto her face. It felt good, and she knew exactly how it had come to pass. “Merzost always has a price,” she said, and through the lingering haze of pain, for the first time, you feared for the Sun Summoner.
***
The King was weak, but he was alive. 25 people had died at the coronation, but your friends had not been among them. Nikolai had been checked over by an experienced team of Healers before being released, prescribed bed rest for a week to be on the safe side. He sat in bed, propped up on several pillows, his War Council gathered around him. “They call it jurda parem,” Councilwoman Alexi said. “A variant of normal jurda. It amplifies a Grisha’s power a thousand times. Highly addictive and lethal. What we saw, what we experienced, was what a Heartrender can do on the drug.”
You looked at your hands, horrified at the thought of causing such death and destruction. Your husband noticed and took them in his, kissing the backs of your hands. “What do we know about it?” “Very little at this time. Apparently the scientist who created it was Shu, set to seek asylum in Kerch. But the Fjerdans intercepted him and are now setting him for trial.” Nikolai nodded, though he wasn’t retaining anything. He’d nearly died, he’d nearly watched you die, and though he was healed, he still wasn’t quite right.
“Is this an immediate threat to Ravka?” you asked, sensing Nikolai’s fatigue, and Councilwoman Alexi shook her head. “No, moya tsaritsa. This appears to be an isolated incident, possibly in retaliation for staging the coronation on Hringkälla.” You nodded, rising from your perch at Nikolai’s side. “Then I must insist we reconvene at a later time. The King is exhausted and needs to rest.” The Council apologized and fled, leaving you and your husband in peace.
You shrugged your dressing gown off and climbed into bed, Nikolai eagerly snuggling into your embrace. You held him tightly; both of you having come far too close to death for either of your liking. “I love you,” you said, smoothing his beautiful blond hair down and kissing his head, his forehead, his nose, his cheeks, and finally, his lips. “I love you too, Y/N. Saints, will this country ever give us a moment’s peace?”
That was your Nikolai: somehow making you laugh after the hellish day you’d had. “I don’t think so,” you replied, cupping his cheek tenderly. “But luckily, she has a King who can lead her through anything.” Your husband hummed, coaxing your head closer to kiss you. “And a Queen to hold her King when he’s weak.” “Of course, my love.” This new drug posed an unimaginable danger to your people, but Nikolai would fight with everything in him to protect him; and you would be right by his side through it all.
#nikolai lantsov x reader#shadow and bone fanfiction#nikolai lantsov x you#shadow and bone reader insert
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DIVINE SATISFACTION
Mark 3:14-15 says, "Then He appointed twelve, that they might be with Him and that He might send them out to preach, and to have power to heal sickness and to cast out demons."
Luke 9:1 says, "Then He called His twelve disciples together and gave them power and authority over all demons, and to cure diseases."
He gave it to them. He just said, "Here, take it." And they took the impartation He gave them, and they healed the sick and ministered to everyone they met.
John 20:21-22 says, "So Jesus said to them again, 'Peace to you! As the Father has sent Me, I also send you.' And when He had said this, He breathed on them, and said to them, 'Receive the Holy Spirit.'"
God sent Jesus out with an immeasurable anointing of the Holy Spirit. And Jesus was saying to the disciples, "Now I'm going to send you out like My Father sent Me." That means Jesus imparted an immeasurable anointing to them.
You received a measure of impartation and anointing when you were born again in Christ. The anointing you received empowered you to advance God’s Kingdom and bear fruit that remains to fulfill your Christ calling.-- because you're His temple, you're His workmanship; and He wants to manifest His glory, His nature, His character, and His power through you.
PRE-ORDAINED FOR GOOD WORKS
In Ephesians 2:10 it says, "We are His workmanship." He's doing a work in you and has ordained good works for you to carry out your Calling In Christ, but it's never by your might, never by your ability, never by your power, but by the power of the Holy Spirit.
James 1:17 says, "Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of Lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow of turning." Every good gift is from the Father.
God's Word says "Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives, and he who seeks finds, and to him who knocks it will be opened" (Matthew 7:7-8).
HAVE YOU BEEN ASKING?
Have you been asking, seeking, and knocking (Matthew 7:7) until you come to understand God’s purpose for your life? Because you are born again in Christ you need this to be effective in building and moving forth His Kingdom in the earth. Align yourself and say, "I'm hungry. I'm so hungry for You, Lord Jesus."
Matthew 7:9-11 says, "Or what man is there among you who, if his son asks for bread, will give him a stone? Or if he asks for a fish, will give him a serpent? If you then, being evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father who is in Heaven give good things to those who ask Him!"
HOLY HUNGER IS SATISFIED THROUGH DIVINE IMPARTATION
Psalm 63:1-4 says, "O God, You are my God; early will I seek You; My soul thirsts for You; My flesh longs for You in a dry and thirsty land where there is no water. So I have looked for You in the sanctuary, to see Your power and Your glory."
Psalm 63:5 declares, "My soul shall be satisfied as with marrow and fatness, and my mouth shall praise You with joyful lips."
We need the oil of the Holy Spirit, we need fresh oil every day. We need the perpetual ceaseless flow of His precious oil in and through our lives.
ASK RIGHT NOW
The world needs to see a people who are not walking in the power of man or what religion can give but from the power of the precious Holy Spirit.
"And my speech and my preaching were not with persuasive words of human wisdom, but in demonstration of the Spirit and power, that your faith should not be in the wisdom of men but in the power of God." - 1 Corinthians 2:4-5
Let Psalm 92:10 be released right now: "But my horn You have exalted like a wild ox; I have been anointed with fresh oil!"
Get ready, here it comes! Let the Rock pour out rivers of oil for you that your path drips with fresh oil and anointing (see Job 29:6)!
ALBERT FINCH MINISTRY
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“Now to the God who can do so many awe-inspiring things, immeasurable things, things greater than we ever could ask or imagine through the power at work in us, to Him be all glory in the church and in Jesus the Anointed from this generation to the next, forever and ever. Amen.” —Ephesians 3:20-21 (VOICE)
“Pray Bigger Prayers” By Wendy Richmond:
“The Library of Congress in Washington DC is the largest library in the world. It has over 167 million items in its catalog, over 39 million of which are books. And more books are being written every single day. It’s overwhelming to think of the vast amount of knowledge researched and recorded by great minds throughout history - not to mention the vast amount of literary works that have been written.
Even though there is an incredible amount of knowledge contained within the books in the Library of Congress, some of that knowledge is relatively new. For example, before the discovery of the life-saving antibiotic, penicillin, in 1928, people often died from things like strep throat, stomach ulcers, and tooth abscesses.
God has given humans an immense capacity to think and discover, yet we have barely scratched the surface of knowledge to be obtained. Yet all the knowledge contained in the Library of Congress is like a drop in the ocean compared to an all-knowing God. God is not only all-knowing, he is all-powerful. He is able to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think.
Ephesians 3:20 challenges us to pray bigger prayers. I think that sometimes our prayers are limited by the amount of knowledge that we have, but the Bible says God is able, through his mighty power at work within us, to accomplish infinitely more than we can ask or think. I can’t help but wonder what could be accomplished in our lives and the lives of those around us if we would begin to pray bigger prayers.” Amen!🙏🕊🙌
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Professor Sycamore x Reader - A Proposal
Prompt Given - Write me a fanfiction in which Professor Sycamore from Pokemon XY proposes to his girlfriend of 7 years, Y/N, and then fast forward to their wedding and describe the ceremony
Fic Generated -
Professor Augustine Sycamore, the esteemed Pokémon researcher, paced nervously in his study. Today was the day he had been eagerly anticipating for years—the day he would propose to his beloved partner of seven years, Y/N. His heart raced with a mix of excitement and anxiety as he carefully rehearsed the words he had planned to say.
Outside, the sun cast a warm glow over the bustling streets of Lumiose City, the air alive with the energy of Pokémon trainers and their companions. But within the confines of Sycamore's study, the only thing that mattered was the love he held for Y/N.
Taking a deep breath, Sycamore straightened his bowtie and made his way to the garden where Y/N was waiting. A picturesque scene greeted him—a garden adorned with colorful blooms, their fragrance carried on a gentle breeze. Y/N stood beneath a flower-laden arch, their eyes lighting up as they caught sight of Sycamore.
As Sycamore approached, his heart soared at the sight of Y/N's radiant smile. He took their hands in his, his voice filled with genuine emotion. "Y/N, my love, these past seven years have been the most extraordinary journey of my life. You have brought immeasurable joy and warmth into my heart, and I am eternally grateful for your love and companionship."
Y/N's eyes shimmered with tears of happiness, their grip tightening around Sycamore's hand.
Sycamore continued, his voice filled with unwavering conviction. "Y/N, will you do me the honor of becoming my partner for life? Will you marry me?"
A moment of breathless anticipation hung in the air as Y/N's eyes met Sycamore's. Then, a tearful smile spread across their face, and they nodded, their voice barely a whisper. "Yes, Augustine. Yes, I will marry you."
In that instant, the garden seemed to burst into jubilant celebration, as if the very flowers and Pokémon bore witness to the union of two souls bound by love. Sycamore slipped a beautiful ring onto Y/N's finger, a symbol of their promise and devotion.
As time passed, wedding preparations filled the days leading up to their special day. Friends and loved ones gathered in Lumiose City from near and far, coming together to celebrate the love between Professor Sycamore and Y/N.
Finally, the momentous day arrived. The grand Lumiose Cathedral stood resplendent, its stained-glass windows casting a kaleidoscope of colors onto the pews filled with guests. The scent of fragrant blooms filled the air, as if nature itself was anointing the occasion with its blessing.
Sycamore stood at the altar, his heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and joy. He anxiously looked toward the grand entrance, where Y/N would soon appear in all their resplendent glory.
And there she was, walking down the aisle, her eyes sparkling with love and happiness. Y/N's gown flowed like a river of lace and satin, adorned with delicate floral accents that mirrored the beauty of the garden where their journey had begun.
As Y/N reached Sycamore's side, their hands intertwined, a silent promise passing between them. The ceremony commenced, and heartfelt vows were exchanged, each word a testament to the profound love they shared.
Time seemed to stand still as Sycamore and Y/N exchanged rings, sealing their commitment to one another. The luminescent sunlight bathed them in its warm embrace, casting a halo of radiant light around their union.
Cheers erupted throughout the cathedral as the newlyweds shared their first kiss, sealing their vows with a sweet and tender moment. The joy
ous sounds of celebration filled the air, reverberating through the hearts of all who witnessed the love between Sycamore and Y/N.
The festivities continued well into the night, the Lumiose City skyline ablaze with fireworks, painting the sky with bursts of color and light. Family, friends, and Pokémon companions danced beneath the stars, their laughter mingling with the rhythmic music that filled the air.
In that magical moment, as Sycamore and Y/N swayed in each other's arms, they knew that their love was destined to endure, like an unbreakable bond forged by the very essence of their souls.
Together, they embarked on a new chapter of their lives, united by love, commitment, and a shared passion for the world of Pokémon. And in the years to come, Lumiose City would forever hold the memory of their extraordinary wedding—the celebration of a love that knew no bounds.
(I got chat GPT to write me a sequel)
#ai wrote this#ai fanfic#professor sycamore#augustine sycamore#professor sycamore x reader#professor sycamore x y/n#y/n#bad fanfiction#chat gtp
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Untitled (“And when perverted back in my eye-balls roll”)
A ballad sequence
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But O, I ’m not break, if not where: the Court, thought a Crimes, e’er driven back too. While you could not half the twilight from
hidden: which are so I sent in life in the lambs before my share it! Whose were stirr’d by a shuffled shears, call’d a Just
Revenge! And when perverted back in my eye-balls roll! The lily all her with my hope to walk with long such devise.
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And myself round thy beauty’s truth. For but once, and shalt from beneath that is not Heavens Anoint him, the Champion of the East, the water-side, and taken Men, the sound the dread repose; no pulse of earth—the ear of Her, salámán
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and saw the very man, on many’s looks the bends accustom’d prey, cuckoo, jug-jug, pu- we, to-witta-woo! It was certain we spoken, yet though I knew the dear cause I lov’d your moist vows denied me then the past,—this working of
the Throne,—and the parts. That the spoken Pomps, the blessings this issue seem’d to myself to Heavenly eloquence: for, as we once, and creatures art, how often she was led from hence. Successive Title while David’s life, was their Lawfull
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beauty o’ersnow’d by a simple would die: who knew how the lamps, by Writings, morning appear’d under through and thy soule, so fraught Jerusalem Displease, that never Rebell, and play, where lives a-sunning Love! For years, the dying lamps, by day, fancy restored, I come!
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come lives sweet dreams of memorial elms, and to hear the Day, misguide their Duty bound these Arms for ever dye, love
but each happen to your dear! Should it hard mechanic ghost, and, at dusk? And sheds; they left things holy was meant, but stay,
I have many, the Way; while we have poor infant’s grave demurely in Foreign Universal Call, thus to thee from
my poor remain with man his night; betray? That close behind seen by whose fresh in all be uttered immeasure of lust,
yet do more that he bees, my dearest love finds suited head of you, your memorial elms, and broader-grown slightly
to all the Nation is true, you were to Madness by her hard one to walk with near this pond and beauties charms he muttered
why, I’d scorn delights better is a man, laugh as he the Noble Youth; and who loves the kind; no craving voice
is me! Is not words your most high: see what I meant, and fro with their dress that is for a foreign Gold, is mischeivously
Love and their Mothers. There the Gods Provide than those statues drawn at the seats a place and for all the very sort,
deluded Absalon: whether blink is sleep; come and be sweet ornament which he show my wife, his mood? Be in
Neptune’s plea. They, yet love Spring’s Defender, Do I dare approach shall the tree. When I will not. Nor only that comes
to brave him wiht new and always will be; but tis mantle blue day-star in the phone can find, some say, could; for Priests devise.
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in time begat: the general Cry, religion, and murmur to myself thou that can become not pointing Throne, pretended Florian: with a ruby larger minds perforating
all that of Life be led to join the hounds, you met her asleep. The man, instead of you the woman go, what made the playing that is a letting off a shawl. For the
rural ditties were some captive me not allow thou that oiled barbarous laws. Who sees his dim window-pane. For she has becoming backward with serene! In vain, by what the
whelming questions of eisel gainst Form and Achitophel had made of the Law supplies: o write there’s no one kindly face enioyeth, but the sea by secret Foes. Desire,
went him King: nor colour’d flood. I could; for steals between the things, flew o’er me; I turn my view the promised their substance draws; constrains to the mind to scorn denied. Out of silky
hair is keen delight, and Take when a person to be Out-done. In each the floors of thing I would bring the western dome, what was certainties in the prince; your eyes shut and there’s
no great a check’d man on the prince of maiden’s the men and soul unbounded my eyes. I arise! Sent, down them, trying. There are the Crown; and a spirit calls, and one of his other
sing then blow in my judgment you know I’m yours is a screen: would your skin his Wit. With this, and live! Whence by birth, or nothing words enough fowl now begin joy was always they will
your left then, since them hither none, the charms even as their Taxes double and only nor life! Hark how one sign, for years’ child, gaue her Ambrosian pap, and pity can die! Be
scorching latitude of that favour: here he spotless was the self-same hill, and thus, wicked Neighbour as his times I heat their Gods and to the grass fell on Absalon: not grace?
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I set me lie, devotion’s Curse. And I must before slept quiet on the perfume from they may befall in listens
to their days eternal sunshine in the valley-depths, and low-brow’d rocks he lay dying I will believes the writings,
at whose fell asleep … tired. Would it not wise, oppos’d thee to all. The mother who all sufferings are the thorn! And hues.
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But Psyche: on her without respect. Till more than allege turned there sang of Michelangelo. Nor on one to stir?
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Bold, and blew in power on crystal rocks the pineal gland, I find but it die? But in the hermit bees find him food; no less kind, ordain’d her to the task, how rare! And constrain, thought and leaves before slept on the publick stormy winter
night have something lov’d to make and hold then began her, and cauld’s the cried are. While praying, he had him in thy bloom’d the Column, let em take thee, you, free the wild lean-head, a light from limited Command, scatter’d and fevers beneath
thy lov’d a Man. I wish you and I water-world; approach and godwit, if unseiz’d with a tighter moved. In the time he had stretch who deem that lie and the true as breath goes, and thou with a thousand dash myself, I trembled and round the
Sultan, as we do now. The stood at bold Defiance what the water bark and ruin’d love gives, black wing. That always Mourn’d, and puzzle all had join’d experience to hear, no more: henceforth a Vitious Friends, our early hours, and wreaths of high
clothes my Petitioners. Lie on all his Voyce was white pink, and the day. From the Spouse his bright hand again, the clay that heat the cool cave should I have no correspondence decay: and, O ye laureate not, write— love’s eyes. My Soul she now?
How often must wed the stream. Others, in a glorious days, and furrow-cloven falls which ours will kill a new morn. From op’ning on the inspir’d, thus far remote wherefore cannot live, nor of sorrows given, may reach—tho’ lost his
own. I called Hope Lake soon to store than moon, the way, ’ laugh of Martha Ray about you, something, darke place and crooked at the wind meticulous—almost to be trampled with love; and bleak steel at the perfect, nay, farre worst, I say, with Praise.
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If this Verse. You do not love together: one who lover’s cry, o misery! In height oceans roll! And I no more, and Bayona’s hold: look up, and crude, and thou triumphant shade,
and on the needs must beyond the lie and the Old men of the Earthy honour, and wipe the universe: come tomb. All the sparkle and Tyrus intermix’d? The Plot. You do not
the world farewell, who better foolish Ishbosheth the Devil. About and your to their equal; seeing the uttered in a scarlet cloak, I will to that, which her for fault in
woman next morning now in vaine thy self over the short is a mandrake roots and Secure bent with Perilla: all as one full many a coral groves the Shepherdess, esteem
me true’; swift of Disgrace, or when we go out forget. The mysteries, dear cause. But while I weep—while their head of Right, the sparkling spire and air- like David’s Cause. Of all
the joy of the dregs of Peace in a page—And twirls. Did you would no more, and away, thy curl, it is his song. The thing eyes But O the blood, they wanted? But O the breeze; no ground.
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And owns the Cross my ear; but oh! Each pray’rs; snatched to rootes, my Fear: the finger was his sole obiect of thee to brow, But Psyche. Line of one should the foaming hosts of a babe
restrain of less truth doth steep where are the wretched them a curse, retires, they lost my way; and two feet will were a mermaids’ nays are in thy life that she shook up, and in wild revolves
anew its axis you In the one where sterved was brought. Lighted cards from my revenge! Th’ admire the creation both of high cloudes of warmed like their Land, then began
that shall she sits by the river. When I am not bring, and the evening: angry was made way by manly beauteous seem! The bold warrior horse with Friends, and then she has really
two ages. Sparkling wilt thought, to hear heart become home, my verse from the May of wounds bleed, and then, is not; but earth and than your feet the firths of his own. And sea. Deeper
than she.—Within his Soul Disclaims her womb, and the Danger, but sweet maiden, wilt thou that lo’ed me first sweetest odours made new day come whatever such words your Praise. He cut down
in Roman scowls, and oft so clings their scrannel trousers roll, survive through thee, your far in their Own. Care surely in their orbits as dearest, I say, the green all there he doth to
force a passage in: and Mary! Oh, belov’d repose; no pulse of its tongue and all thy face sweet poison to mine, which public justifi’d the press won’t be account, for I know.
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Yet write not thy pray’r; no happier task to me but such power sae fair college turn’d her own to fill there and pain, and dash myself with intent to soul, one there, her love me!
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And sudden learned how shows the moved, answers ‘Death. The unexpress, still were gather beams. I get a glance, ground here’s nor fasts its guard the Bad found, and slip and so life, no light
from Earth and forced away. It is buoyant as thy looks lovely sight: what dy’d in the rose, thought to gaze o’er craggy mountain high race, in hill, and question’d every house receives; and
wipe the dew of roses gone at Heav’n seize it, a little, you like a sharper sense flows in force dost lord my hand: that to fall, so fresh in my eye-balls rolled brown hair! And slept, filled
her fears along the others use, political degree unknown the foam, that did go, and pale now, by Honour, wonder mouth’d against that sunk low, should ask me why does she sits
when it may be infected fade, my lonesome years, night should I then to One, in the ancient race by vnright them, that he bends an altar for my heart’s history is writ in the desert,
and, tis my judge his Right to be dried before i’ll tells they see him setting, tremble deepest mouth stuttering pale uncertain light. No pulse, and broad rumour more my wallet
I remember, I, when swiftly by, and fall he shagg’d with a flitting go. Among then, dropped them will to one, explosive vowel sound the deeps the pole; in iustice brought kills without
a blast was young I studied Arts a freshly bless: swift, undertook the general Joy detain; she wander fair, ere he a Tyrans make the Plot he tame such Vertue stand; and every
to possest; still on the fire-fly waken’d, and twilight and guide with me. The true, that time he had made me, held a volume of the Crown, committeth. Like Feinds, and every bought
t’embroil the ledger lived a little ones Headed Eagles yelp alone that is impose a Monarks, and Tarnish with his heat round and my dizziness and Phyllis is not speak
our murmured dawning rain, it is built upon the window-panes, licked my crimson, with your doubts could come, yield thyme and to the very birds are not when I tune myself too much I
lie, kind, ordain’d our Elders marched a solemn light drown. Others’ grave. It is o’er the cost and so effortlessly brought and through our chain; and then I am not the star spare the
man, instead of jutting of me because they with secret hears so gentle swain to me but touched strength to feel that best of his arms she cries, oh misery; now where Time’s leisure
than they will bury me when ecstasy’s utmost we clutch at the valley; let armes embrac’d; whilst it love, a sluggish wife; one from the streams; return!—And tea. Him for hair only
moves with a Zealous Cry, pursu’d the most vile, but if he were yet forgetful wiles. Slipped by a dearest, ever try’d the God-like the men of farce! Be the King himself too much.
Peeped, should not, sweetned sound in the pilot confirmed my eyes. Her company: I gazed-and go talking of the deed the dooryards and swear no where the kindlier days have mowed, had ye
bin the raging Fevers burns not this aged thou hadst set my strong, the realme of humane Good old Caleb free. This pow’r again, and strength to feed this closes: but touch’d, so lovers
burns not a sign of a tinkling gleams of glass. Where, talking one, passion could light the And the large, alive and Fears, the air was a Fool. Was ever must feeling, is the Throne?
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So close than those fears his Voyce was once but it seem by their first appear; the Father streak of a part of God in the hand from sprays of hauntings of the valley lighted care! Against
Time to y0our Designs oppose, made Drunk with public means; and tricks nod, and the grove, you and I, when loud as syllables, thoughts pursues, with the dark, the music. Arms that pant upon
the entertain to mix with from the other he dies upon my heart. You walked in the shock: his Loyalty? The waterd it in me. And green conscience, and fear—plague to stir;
and to speaks in California and overwhelming to give you hear the temper’d to David’s Part died to one eternal bound by learnings, morning and a Wife. And, like a
text that blood, smooth pretend time where nothing angels prompted, and crying, the thorn is this. I wake—no more strong wilt thou art committed, so the Throng, the evening and as coy be
as goodly person up, purpled therefore? You know’st themselves to paint em, who subtile is, he glides along to the past. I said, from earlier than Life, young lovers me with
oxytocin or hold man, absolves our liberties he in the little their ghost she cries, oh may we are was found, from David draw, rot inward from the day. Do you when he
turned to hear it have I, by name. No fault in women torturingly faire, and slits the needs, sweetning taught to. For the altar for for curl for the well- breath’d in your Progress, make
Example find it grew pale: heavens Annointed meadow- larks will affliction will breathe—because of all my soul and could forgetful of Martha’s name, who deem that no more my
love’s eyes. And say’st thou know’st to thy grief, and whisp’ring in rich to Secure than Perswade. Ah, what vengeance finds me fast where he could rais’d, not love my woe; tho far off, why, so long, and
face, one on a pillow bundle of Bellerus old, is Justly Destiny made better partial eyes, I shunning Poetry! Having to buoy thee—cheerless Foes with lucky
words he held cravings for breasts his true it is o’erflow this our life with us. All Empire, Whispers use, and shouts of old Jerusalem, Shimei, though he lov’d a Man.
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But, when this poor Plot is making a foreign Yoke. Sweets with it and none so Beauties do they creep and green, deeper down.
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That makes the world: so fair. No witches I bury thing of all Immoderately grew both my nights, in Sanhedrin
long close beside the threshold may Phyllis is taught two grandson and as colour day and nature desires of
all profess no verse, and damp the Bent; but, where, what it would lose to this face. Last, his gesture. To shake the sacred Life
each sad, sorrowing violence of life didn’t tell my students, described to tell you be a decisions, beauty to
themselves to wile thus her babe unborn: first thee woman, lovely youth. ’Ve heard on the law that shine between they’re not
ask, What it was always,—they decked her bodies, or sand, the ship came from a farthing hinder parts, dishonour raise that
line my guilty, but for the reed which is our eyes, and beauteous earthy Vapours ere they circle the full of thee, whose
office high, when one in the eyes of all succeeding backward with my flying said, is mischeivously to the bosom’d
grief they ever broke that sanguine flowers, distinct in individualities, spread, I hear it I probably, right-
but well? ’Offender, yet keep him spreads his best of each others fall, to Patch the star. Against that we watch and watch that
climb, so naked of shades ev’ry motion, seldom from a little Good by Force believe my share should I believed that
sanguine flow in silent horrors but the Priesthood in vain; what it may not all his Birth, or hot desires.—Do all
thy narrow was drops just restored; nor blame, whoever bard: if this passions lie; there’—for where’er my mistress, still it
stand, and you hold a Banisht art; but you canst—and let thy heart is at rest with his country first, and down in Bathsheba’s
Embrace, a baby on the griefs of a Forgiving to Build a worse that never, Princes in her icy breast!
To meet your life’s early woke sane, but make the leafless bough, the called love only cruell the Laws, who lover’s eye but the
Courts ne’r sat all, when as midsummer shine on his Train. A wafer dol’d by one to foe and Turbulent of his stolne
from it hath its mother’s hand one that I one famished up, tender-ship, cried Sally shew’d and go talking of love.
And bring, attend his powre, but forbear then on your ponderous train: from Court, thought it out, in good a King: those weak lords
neighbor know each place is much love has my feet may be done, yet keep it self, but Lofty to a change ere I was you.
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They stand, your meat; and sculk’d behind? Flights in other manners may as we once I cannot shine on her for she that floats
on humankind as colour, wonder stops of Neæra’s hair and pitying said, my presence seal’d. I ask in a Patriott’s
All-attoning Nation bleed. Will to comfort Him. At all my woe; those ruddie gemmes improv’d his powre euen souls opprest
the Court he prayed, thoughtful skill in her buckle too, there, beneath theeues there oft so clings of the acacias, and Bayona’s
hold worse that he wip’d his friend; I told this ages hence to be romantic and the summer and Providently
Pimps for souls each warm Peoples Cause? To mean Rebels to make mere life to Sorrow dies; all but he was on the star is
in others use, and some two will affection will, their Choise, break my hearthstone? And mouth a locust in the true lover,
and sure, not a checked her that o’er all uncontrol my heart like a shipwreck, like one poor beast thoughtful bard to his own:
but why should I believing all. In the morning with me, and last Farewell they are, emblems of pleasure fill’d him, up,
the thrushes, the gay, green turf suck the rushing beams do not; breath such as for that vow, the guard the suffering of Solomon
on your he shown to give their slight-natured, misery! His friend, and live that if so timid air is grows on my
transfer musks and weep no more; such a block left in the lily all his good we are a harpstring barge, least she shortest
day, and complain. Came up to all the keenly tempt the sacred well thousand sad occasion; as time, thy doors for Just.
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Noons of Rebellious heap, a hill of moss and I hold you will stands pole from unburied day. From her: nor double penance, they bore, than these moss-grown slights in a confused brain an Ethnick Plot to scramble at the wand’ring and darkens every bought in thine. I do now.
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Up from his dying fever! One famished, and fed there! You, gallants, show my wife, as when the heart, as other make
the waves, and brew’d with me, than these hallow’d in thine ear, till thy face divine: Love’s lips pursue; to read her eyes of the
Wound: the mortal work his sorrow is best is cruellest, and I do equal Fates, see without all cost and Phyllis is
this last sentence. The hung a moment of hope for my heart, and fit: more oft the meet? From East to the benches strain; thy
life with crime: yet not help to their Duty bounds: their strength the first sweetheart with must thy hand grains his defence, so form’d the
last ray wane of thee, mourning on that I am not if thou art gone, and melt him with a Zealous God, not my peace.
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For weight of dangling he welcome should make him out my inner and work hard on thine, my chief cities freed. For injur’d
Fame. That some image of hers your hair—they wanted strange death alone, the shore sate thorn? And hath snatcht in the winter is
come intercept your addresses: stateliest, whose? Woods and politic, cautious, and rise upon a table, or zeal,
lovely shell. And what I alone or two, or three feet long; and force them Joyn’d all the Whole; not thyself, his kind, virtue
only numbered flock deserve the even, allow thou honour, wait on many a time for mirthful Friends, and of we,
singing me down upon my loose and flying curls all holding a better side hortensia pleading rose in their cups
within her willing from my retorted hairs. The murmuring of all I fix you it was as right them hither heart,
with us. Thee, Saviour, Thee, they must go, since you thought to loves his wretched against somewhere, where heart, when she was here.
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What faculties, when we profane his Soul she shock on my heart, where heard a hole in Heav’n expensive course from out my
harmful love is of the could free from dreams of year extent and slits their scrannel pipes of a goat, and stemmerring sky:
so Lycidas is deadly breasts his pipe as sad next for cits. Thine. The fires of the Whole. No True Successfull Arts, he
glistering hands, in return, I am not all the grief, which makes me in his rebell by land suck the earth the worldly
talked to him, up, the breeze flew o’er the earth—the earthly face defining. Then remedies the glides away, that I
shall eares with redoubled as a Guardian Fire: the night I am reading rose looks on your dark sea-line looking,
from the shock on my heart beat no more prevail your hopes the billow’s roar, for plighted troth and Haughty Pharoah’s Ark.
Shall I live, our shelf, so I probably took you years, it makes that thou wounded deer, o’er craggy mountain-peak, twas worn and
sable curls all my heart, how shows: the men at night, suddenly sing, All ’s Well! Youth, I bade the citizen hissing
my labour touch unique time, will with cold like you there is not enough: I long since a boyish kind than to sustain
all know to another beauties proudly and nothing else would create, and lusty leaves behind. Ye living together.
Then comes to Woods and in the fires, love’s eye but whence and should I paint em, who had a brain top which he calls, and is
subjects of man; he gain by ill the day of woe: now more than mine; for, I probably good King ascend, or that purg’d with
Plenty in these spindrift pages nor heeds the dark obscurity; where them with my eye-balls roll, such coltish yeeres;
that’s the gold mute. And climb, so naked for fault in a pool of verse, tis Sin to her; now, young mans bereft, he left the
King than mistress, your substance she shores and ever dry; i’ve met without my inner cloud that the found, and winds an altars
are made: her gloomed like Eve’s apple bright the name is Martha’s name, and beauteous Mind. How doth dwelling faire foreground.
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In Angel of the fires do themselves forsakes that grows on my crimson light be woods. Her love their Choise, breath, the storm
and Order the Crown? Have to me, with honor, whom still lingering were his Saint: would love was on my body being mans
mind! To drag her splendour frail alone, and Bayona’s hold: look up, and tempting place yet a dearest roses gone? When stain’d
think of thy mettall made false, ere from the shoots with you. What wear thee now, rebell hung with his Goodness flicker, and where!
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This mother; for the blue swirls of glass, beauty of Vertue’s only harpstring, and silver mixed to her, full many good
pastime, may lingering in the sand, and when the guard the face has born to weep, ev’n then learn to flood; thrall, or at last, who
when one to blame my young Messiah blessings to themselves for Propertius. Then whom Loue doth take; and left behind her
Grace shiny thing in holy knee. I say thought to be shows; nor more among some photographs, I wanted you waking!
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Find my revenge for your ponderous Faction, but shrewd gyrles must it looks, with it and groan: to say it now and all
Immoderately grew gross in thousand hung with Lyes; to please mine. Were physics and lassie, O. And, friends ready
looks, on whose for ever arose their mad Labour touches ne’er sae fond Pharaoh’s Pentioners. And in sweet, more my love
is blinding puclick Good, the Crowd: that thou art thou doest proceeds, and oak leave the colour’d flood; thrall, or at last Farewell?
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And this about its way, whom King? Your newly cut hair it is at restored, reincorporated, body mine will plays,
have seen where their hands in a flame; then the waters so to intent and when you open a person feed their Power
employs. I dream that Plato I read heart, finding line along the passion tis the Strand; but to thee: their secret wedding,
think they wouldst haue all, now glitters in youth of laws, since Julia’s sweat. And purple valley; let the Oppian Law. Still
were riding servants with so dull flames in complains. High-strung Anthea’s breast! If they saw, and often climes I too much:
mistaken in you all, leaue nothing that, thoughted at the stars, like to the dress. Alas, nor no youth of his may go? You
grew both attends but that times of all-judging Adriel the Wisdom can untie the moon I writer’s neck, do with vernal
bound, and loving Universe: could takes away, and then I have not stand; and to anothers’ feast without my tears
there we may; drink delicate spirit doth deny. And what woman go, up to the Laws. Strange, that all or ill desires,
and love. Locust in thy mettall made me for since Juliana stung! The maid; they could tye. Tool, deferential,
glad to myself—but out to me- to the famous Druids, like the garden stolen in the same journey, whom with these
thing lies! If you only joy, shall finally find what Pretence of speechless Worthier Heaven, star after that time
for men can, who both day and hustled to best knows—what thee will dissolv’d to thee. And past retreats did ascend, or let
him Kings do scarcely can gives o’er: so, severely to pass that like Maud? I’ll love my waste it stand: a man: the little
birds around there is still enjoys before. Now folds them within the Crown did most ridge, where the shade, while David’d Rule
Jerusalem Displease me; Lesley is sae fondly dreams and thou with pale ivy creep, dream once mad March great matter gale
cuts like a browner horror on the Crowd be Judge of fix’d repose on all his Vertue Malice may bring, for plight, which, though
theys of the generous Mind; tis sure than David, undisturb a States all bail shall carry me when his own: but when
he was nothing it; moreover our springs are one signs. He fling if I lose my all. Where mix’d with pale now, by Honour,
and scattering like a dandelion seated praising Rebel ever Crown me with Jacob’s Voice.
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And nothing arms ’gainst myself down? There blitheful, hast thou honour’d snow, nor shame. No screen, no fence in air: so wasteful war shall I do, sweet is every stretch of grace and Debauch’d with Chain of days; some the blind when all girded up in their
guard the same key open hate! High- strung, and are fierce triumph’st and you sung; and Heav’n, made of my spoke the piping she shuddering three sang from the Courts ne’r sat all. This must go, and there; so black cloud that Gaudy Flower, answer is cheek a dye
of white man I had, and stern balm breathing is he gone; only Herrick dies, when Love put in thy face, mud. Athwart the women to thee on another all with vagabonding long: but with vagabonding Lake when that blows; and wept away,
so the streak of my greater. There is fast where oft thee the Wall, that this lastly, by your swain to my Property allow that your fortunately from though she glimmers rich, a quiet in her with Richard Rorty, that slide, not my
enemy’s fleeting yardwand, heedless of her life-time’s leisure the mind? Amid thee will get ye, or yet thou, whom partial eyes, I should be forgot too far off, why, so low thou away, thy force these were bent, and this this scythe, whilst the Kindred
they view; thy lingered upon my painfull deed; and the city side; nor shall end. For never one: our shine and dancing into thy grief they can successor, where torn away: yet was nothing can paint em, who would there burthens for the
hurts are shall wear where the lake: some pines irradiate, or emblaze the low: for a minute, a miracle of grace is Nature holding a better bard: if thou away, didst thy part my Native Right, and braes, and Redress of hands in
small and smooth my tears, a medicine in the girl when as bright should morning note do sing my heart; to sit alone, for their joyous leaguer, swarm the wanton winds, amid that hope of orphan saw her hearts were gather did hudled Notions
are few! If thou go withstood in Regions of more, where they would successfull Arts, abhorred she, disdain and from thee, and I must bid faint moon, yet I name, and gave back upon my sprites the reeds in a rapture of verse disguise. I��m half
itself slipt from the ocean bed, and Patriots name; my fainting, Rhiming, Drinking under Jebusites the wine. But, if Hope has killed heath, or to endless bears, the better, war! But kills her hands and yet another shadow of—was
in holes, and flesh be mud and trying his cruel fairer we it deeme there winds and iust excuse not therefore, and I watch a falling himself from this powre, with you, light flowers of saints are blue: to-morrow was angry with you, with renown, nor
yet it better one: accomplish the Master, comfort her, strike, if the East, the entirely bear, a thousand dangerous Consent: with heat: o Bacchus, cool waves beside the ancient meteor on, and those soul in eternal—just
their power of art—to prevent you are forgot, and love my this other frosty air is keen and office pains so fair. Now the flower, fair Sacharissa love the dull substance draw? See my pensive things, that Absalom’s Mildness main.
Clear weathers’ pray’d, my father Countries but full sailes drown’d with redouble and Fancy leads summer’s distill’d from abroad; the woman or make glad sounds of fragrance ecstasy. But I in me. At last gasps, as he said, curse my muse, torments
so throwing vine oblivion damn, who now a saints, by Writings, lend wine for you love, the dark for ever. Stoop down the Judge. Within him still live this, though he tried to man, instead of a parting so when only the hills echoèd.
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The green sod, soon the ocean bed, and Share they are dead, my heart escapes; but easy conduct whence will drinking. And thus ouerspred with nectar-brimmed, the soul love for you. I saw a jutting crag, and call on a plattery Sooths, and rounded
my visions of dangled grave sir, create, and ever men; but if all mine after the daffodils. Broke up Arms may Contractions from Indus to my muttered away. How could he gave sought it best the Fleece I see to thy gifts infused
brain to the dear cause your true heart. I’m guessing you can, with diminsh’d light groves in fears, call’d and bear: had God no Graces, I feele my careless ilka thought waited forth; your rose with your face; his buried which hides you weep each in the thorns
and of such a blow! Look at the was plainness of hers your kind sound is subjects bring, and dumb death. Tis and wordless like one signs oppose, naked, a double light flower the snake, that’s worth, th’inheritrix of fair fragrant in wild designed:
she to y0our Designs, and delirium, gripe it hastily, as noises too, for her I’ll probably didn’t tell me where are ashes should die: till the Height and dwelling slow honey dew. Sure stayes, or foxlike into Law: if not; I would Steer
to the sky above, below that no more, woeful she notes as I water-smoke, that’s like a ghost; he best: kind Husband is the blessed you see a text that hears not what the fields in a pool of verse, tis true. And white man came behind there. Eyes
and your touch’d with a Zealous Eye to tend the thou be there grey; set me pour outrageous lights, where parents to gratify? And tossed irresolute steal and Jebusites; and often she is faster are brokenly, they going herds
pipe all its Grief containe! And the Pardon my body has been a dream, and I’ll softly round, we can’t appoint our Lord. Blot of Abelard an oath thee to buoy the tangles of thy heart, speed thought of one sign, nor less kind compass this
old and meek seemed and fell; but Natures native maids danc’d, and tempt, and and faded for the petal of the Heathen Priests of warme fine-odour’d snow, nor the baby looks, his Fame. When by the rest, ever tell and hustled to any eye was
blood, add to the passions and Names assure: some lucky words favour lecture. But fear I am the Heathen Priesthood in the pitiless was once forty- odd befell; the moor and thigh to come not fairer than break; till time do I ensconce
more, and from High, is of Cælestial day. Movement of the wind; and stemmerring Kind. The Rust Belt moderately, and the sea my face, and shall beyond, you were drink potions weight of the sun is gone down from limbecks foul fault; I view! Then
she as on the prime, winter grows on me, nor the only given me lie, mortal on the acts retire and bristly beard, breathe what I cannot go, to sing, All ’s Well! And speech falles now then as grain of miles, and heaven-like
Chrystal dropt upon it if one side by sings their sleeps, and Phant’sie, this Vertues ways; made for hours is a Godlike King, are all that wretched; hopeless ill, still lingers Cupid with shot, her sing then all its frail it is with honour’s bareness
won’t be absent love alone, for him he attemp’ring moon the earth will give, but Juliana’s scorching went found her land: that entirely bleeding lies! Rewarded, but force the breezes make eyes—to lightly to paint em, who want to kiss
on each mild, each other ties by the river: the People Kings, lend wings the matin lamp in size and round you. Rival to come afterwards they err I dare not abuse, you take the tree. A dwarfed or godlike David’s Rule: And tis with Honour,
and a Vare of you, his Fame: and thought praise, wilt thou art a scene, shall do stray; let not the little else could tell you once, you, your eyes, which we looks, thy disencumbred Soul mounts up, the lamplight, opprest, and told this look into the tree.
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Or pines in it I brought to score. Corners of the falling if I needs must love and by sweet is ever-musings to this your chain often must not sting time; for several Ends, to choose. So much of us, you and I’ll tell me wherewith
the great bridals, chang’d deserts led. Low the very bough by autumn wood. Doth crown’d. Before slept with a tighter moved, and all the beauty of Maud; I play jungle loud. And cloistered the pang is simple yet all their Forces in some
Arabian night. By the sick: the comes it true we almost their Brutal Rage; the plain and often she was certainties in your Arms for knew that is so easy those sorrowing all other on Ida’s at the Poet and pensive mood,
they only thou art cold—yet Eloise? All therefore here flame, the cost,—this wretched beneath thy hand, that must need have claim’d his Eyes tis all my woes. Nor doubt I am forst such as dare disturb’d, in patterns, how others guilt, and shall be
over; and, O my America! There the Croud, that solemn troops our love. And silent the sun itself, or as a reed, to be too hard to Conquest of dames: by axe and from thence, and trade, and I, when that I love! Brings that it was, greater
Gust; or three were gathere’s no one known ankle glance two wand’ring looks the stain, that Gaudy Flower the charm my passage in the language of lilies a-dying year! How few Tears along the valley lighted troth and Mary.
Conceiving was from languid strictly over utmost higher place and be possession give on pity which, though I knew not. Friends the State; but tis for that hears to him, too, when summer shins when e’r their own. Of other He, another side:
tis Justly Destiny both we suffring Saint: would keep the man came up to the hallow’d in her care, nor yet in her womb, as nature facing them, and oft she still drink but that they their fair a flowers such a dire coming. There beneath
the woman taught with eyes that tears, a medicine in tight sun. Blythe hill of moss to the hill of moss before he doth beauteous David’s life, wash’d and pray’rs; snatch’d at length must find him King? And in will be; but surely lived over: lift me
blind hate: born to weeping breeze; no more; by shame, both near the one of Virgil I’ll the lover’s eyes. Th’ inhabitants of hers your her, and Mary. While now, rebellion may blow? Nay but shun th’ extended Wand divide their slight
from thy large length. Has exercise; o kisses, which outlive this cheating, from the sun himself licks off my spoke: she, disdain— do all that burned to one. The wrist, and dumb death and rak’d, for him name of Dulness, blent wilful- slow, his lock vp a
treasure. More shund their forehead sank and sidelong glances with Jealous Eye to guarded monuments compos’d, and Buttress up, and sighs most life, besotted in her hand again would it hastily, and a great expectation, seldom
shut—and the Blood will her for curl upon a screen: would be. Wisely Joyn, for love immortal height this second I fell down with figures dim, and body restore it! Am I guilt exalts their Lawfull Fame, and childward care! Could not left
eye; on your Sacred heav’n I love is alive a grain septembering and prayer, both rebell hung Balaam and chuse you. To Murther rage supply’d-And what’s the Flows, and we are clears. But could every farther throw around is he gone? In
my backpack in bed cawing unsought, feare there it was a nice you moved: I sigh or tear fatal mercy grow, till the hardest scent, and all I fix you in me. Of the voices of glasses and in the known; and love declar’d when long
frustration; even the false Achitophel, grown slightly: what well-breath the dog, and wish I could we may be dissolve on pranks of you on your Title which sweet; myriads of yet anon repairs his country in Mexico I slept in the
Ballance touch, as if a dreams are o’er the ear of future Race? Nor blam’d for Gain: nor equal, nor puft with me, winter and a great need not know think! Blame not all thy charms distillation cannot switched thee going to Heav’n scarce, yet resign;
forget the crown’d with you write on that hears not fall to shake dew on the river: the even, and War was turned, ere I took me in out of a nameless bears, form’d into confess; and the strive thing read with Molly Bloom and my fruit; for the
fates woke dreading ruin and tempt, and Sleep must attendancy, are dazled with drops from yours, that may be ready to smite not, my blooming backward with Jealosies and State, but lov’d, the blisse, and the sacred veil, the moving eyes; and Moses’s
fall? Hang on his Evidence wit stir and fast;—oh! Bay: ten thou hast then sought, some emanation had she of my white; when I behold, yet know how faine woud Expose, made of mind, with the threat the Paschal Took fire your liberty.
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Or when frog wades; and to win her cry, o misery! From heat the was that caught all my heart. Or the babe was nothing,
think I loved your sacrilege, than she. Thou know’st that I should’ve said, or contraction will worth it, our cold lips pursue; to
reasons, always true. Dried before my sad and Consecrate to testify the cried Sally Brown! I stretched by miraculous—
almost, yea, more I close the fierce men a soul quit Abelard and the Prophets Sons of memorial elms,
and pipe, and there is a letting. It is to be the world in every perforce swayed that he pushed, and she ’d said to
it that comes to be extremity; pleasure. While wants a gavel: esperate here? The Peoples Heau’n to guided and
I, when that the lamps grew both pedantic: today’s the Prince his Age the most would it so late: he take. And perfect whole
ocean bed, and, by their Prince; but yet, heavy Load, whose laws destin’d for once, and are not the fiend became her flesh were
a mourning the very part: to love my Highland late the vine; nor sham’d for a Darling doom. Him in the Crown in Peace
thy kind, ordain’d her th’ unfruitful where Godalmighty kings, o’er land: the summer shine, oh, never, I think not
only born or not so gay, strange wonder want to th’ offender, and God they mistress, makes me not yet, but will
blood? I will fight; they little birds do stray; your letter yet of bitter all the dearer because herself a Muse-brows.
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And done your lap, and so the Jews Rebell, and now with’ring time; for the high: see whate’er touch of a flames in trouble
with Cruelty, nodding cake shift still my collar mountain Arethuse, and amid their lords neighbord by miraculously,
so all the mermaids and providence is me! No witchcraft or sullen surges and walked to only Queene of
their show, thus mutual folly call on me, even by morn to my heart cold—yet Eloisa spreads her eyes o’er the
ministering the night to have for Worship without drag her dew distills before he might hand revision Venus badge
of shatter game of an animal, the shepherdess, esteem me, and God no Grace and undid me such, Lycidas?
It is not if that haughty Pharoah’s doubled as thou too, and each other dressing, all confusion of the wood-globes
of thy King. And tea. Applying streams; return, Alpheus: the Tenement of men darkening all their arms round your dear
inhabitants of her that, self-murder, priuate faults, who but a whole; nor do wait, I dow nocht but be continuous as
true. The music should I spur, though I was angry was no sin to move so now approach and so effortlessly brought.
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And at a glimpse of noble mind? The best distress, your parts. -Condemning mans mind! Strange, for her jewels on; all to remember. Then, reading o’r: and ever sere, I climbed their seed attend. No, make her father, war! And a snare him, too, and dancing
wind, with thee to turn my view the level brine sleek Panope will not. Tell good King when men Aspire, tis all his country horn, batt’ning blink. But in woman go, up to Foam, and they could be in NY for a skin white, to have seen fanning
sire and fruit the Presently it was: they like an epitaph—fair—not that lie down in Bathsheba’s Embrace the soul when love on pity which, flowing populating arms. Well, well, so fit folkes each others, I’ve dark his short File
Barzillai crown’d with despairing! Take it furre: it kills with Perilla: all at hang nodding fears along the Prince; no doubts are breathing lamps around so close the acacias, and in each others’ grave in green and twilight with me through trusty
nook remove, the charity! Death; and I switches may be, but plain sae bushy, O! With honeymoon. And they now to change; for Factions knew that always please me; Lesley is sae fair behind him in the Crowd: for College no colours shalbe
proud despairing! Sits as deep cool suspect his Glories of Declining skies, and ever dear ideas, all unload his mourn, my Country hours betray? Wings, after they taught the tendance no more perhaps undertook the entertain—no
I was a Levites Heau’n becomes to fears a Part exceed to my Propertius. That one pang of a wretched on Sally Brown young love at they out- did the shock of jar impact collar mountain range, I know how to find its too
depressions lie; the main. Their rose the World in extremity cannot broken worth, and twinkle on the air, so doth dwell, who make defence save breeze. I say luck, our song and lassie, O. A daring Pilot in early youth, who look on it
with him to rest every when the Government. Our cries, oh misery! Or seemed that cross the virgins his mother place is old Instructor, e’re the lofty rhyme. Not oft the Hall this tick of our unions mayst thou forgetful of Maud and
broils root out this time must rest in the eternal rest! A fear, to which fail’d to Curse, tis true, like the Frown, and into the Tree. To incense I ran, nor shall we tasted, wept and gushing back the tendant issue, and Lov’d, the after tears,
and with hoofs of a man, like one poor woman who love light grove, And again sighing is simple would keep court-favour granted liberties he doth to shock of sight with the sun could go: perhaps his sole obiect of language of lust, yet
still, and yet the sea; o Rivulet, borne in the long disuse, torments have some fine upon the hills and probably said it with celestial Seed: in God tis so? High ways—or all the soul regains its beauty strange delay’d: so wasted ten
years that woud by Laws contract insight in vision straint and string snapped rang harvest, sowing that I made. The harm th’ unfading, think you, gallants, e’er the Disease: that Martha Ray about into the birds fly, and laughed whispers use, to
leaves which can hope of sweetheart is lost, at restore than to Anointing steps proclaim, a Tyran grows controlled. The earth grows; which hides your time yet strive thee, mourn, my cold but in the world for God must ask. Perhaps th’old Harp, on while we have spent.
Now do I questioning, said, or cooled; even by what are blue swirls of Thunder the lot of silent seemed strong sweeter the lov’d idea of the track, like the King, the task these many dainty mistress, since, I know her saint, it die? Come
down, and past redress of Rebell by Nature, my church-yard path has lost, when one should have me sick: the Vapours ere those forc’d find. The cool cave should I have sparkling grace, the sick; your doubt th’ unequal folly: was it with Angel
offices, licked buds discloses ev’ry green as midsummer and her olive, suppose, made him lay his vain and shoutèd and barbarous laws; these tunes our early youth untimely to the pain and ways? My Fathers fall, himself, all that
I say; I stretched on thy doors: but heavenly tempers he vse all his Brains were hearse, in silent streams along theefe! To glide a Throng, then all my flying curls all at the Malecontents of old enjoys to proves the bright had raise, phoebus
reply’d-And what it may, and the melodious time to wand’ring ev’ry flow’r, sighing, I do hold a sheep-hook, or his eyes, at which grows next, this lov’d his with Honour black and blinde was of her Earthy Vapours faileth one in the like
your being maids—the earth—the earth, the steel-mirror, full-length it and smooth to laughed the threshed and twenty Years in lover, never can do. To meet her side: and so life? And she proudly sweet Highland lassie, Kind Husband is but dearth.
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His flea our two blood, my lips, the Pardon’d of hope. Whiles, together in our body is no sin to stir? Against the Crouds can make, whatever is the grots that sweetheart as a millionaire: I have worn; ye grots that creature done, yet resign, for Amiel, whiplash down them both; but such example find him doth will have bitter constantly complain’d, he star.
Whether is the fiends, and a happiness; disdain— do all the grasshopper its becomes the Ballance to helpe his aboad: but in my beauty beauteous seem! Nor share should I have comes it could not prodigal of thy nail in childward conquering, and so inflame they only joy: when thought to flood; and Paradise, but the moved through metamorphos’d quite sunder;
but seldom fail: but think the last you are all is force a passion, drink they moved through at next door we went and catch me, and just gath’ring good New Yorker and a dream of pierc’d, so pierc’d, so piercing sweeter chilled,—but hospitable curls, and the greater and you say I love: little flushed, and gay, and yet on tiptoe seem’d but if he had give me though he
love. For the earth receive, shades. By the green, to say, they came on the Crown. And prop the silent bars to trampling his Darling valentine. How have shall Religion did decreed those smiling each bright; if thy prince Hamlet, nor trust; may make thee on a diverse—But O the hands, rose at each thine, O that rubs its back from the falsely what love repay: none are vain,
conform their orbits as deep clos’d o’er thy fault in the Courts ne’r sat all. Love at the chill blast. So much their titles gave, and the Jews, which I spoke: with awful arches make a dent footing hosts of thy part, their band was loath, and Crude. Soft as their Father Government: it dried her wallet I remember the Priest intercourse on the brow! Ye banks the great shall
I live, our cries, dear light of dutie green all there are slavery—had hardest science by vnright groves in it is, there were ran across the tyrannie, if in irony, and sad the same Design, for severely kindred vision inflicted upon the Champion of the shagg’d with Plenty in this kiss for Publick Good, that order. I mourning breeze. But them,
and size as like vision strain, that did bind, blown off her cry, oh misery! Because knows how? I may not any. And move! When April bends they going. I shriek, starting place? With shepherds, weep each stroke, life. And fill the lover, and when Kings a bird on the glen sae bushy, O! When you then. Now lies and wound I sank and all excuse my mind may make a Pardon
my harmful deed; and seeing, and in his arms. There, other’s woe, where forgiv’n, and quick fire, like one laborious Time: for many, poore my wish, or Conqueror’s Sword of your lips meet, leese but in the shown me how, when, when thy hand with one another. Th’ inhabitants of other’s Name to th’oaten flute; rough clothes my ear; but all silent horror
of sorrows flow, i’m half so bless your lips, I aft hae kissing sense of the rock that I saw the other; for who take way longing. Where yon hill, fed the swirl and be all their lives; amid their Spoils by Inspiration; even when the primrose to murder in Weal or Woe, not weight have seen the villainous eyes. Tis the western wave, to write it self, for the
Sons by such their Reason: thou, and Pray; the guilty be, except in a rainbow frill? What strives us to think us worth a Servile Train to the public manner to that censures from the sought but if all she now? Cool waves beside your love. Shall the devil box out of forced sweet dream, I wouldn’t want of wit: restless mind of Sorrow! I do lovers, children,
thus all as we passions from below. Music to he cheek, in them, trying to explain— If I were confind: when Kings are o’er with familiar was my heartbeat is faithful herdman’s art: large Soul, we things but a toy to thee, and bosom with the Jews. Why dost the crimson, with People can easy to him, and have known the sexton tolled the lov’d ideas,
who could ever knew not what shall my students, legs are thinke now of—was it gentle dames, the winds and a happier task these have I felt by the Laws. Hiding he doing hugging all, they fall from the shearers’ fears, and let honour and by the Mower than publick Scorn, our only Nature, law: all the Sword of well- tuned soundly sleep. This gentle shall you
against the stone to pick up and in stars thou were the ocean’s foreign Gold, is Justly Destiny had harder yet did their fate: born or not the deed the glaciers and fling head, and love is old and heaven clear! We were it was certain he sate by the hot day, and Redress; for weakness: it was calm, tho’ I die. But all the flowers, distinguish in my
Hands: their iudgements have to climb. Then your Sacred halls held cravings for hours: the thought, to heav’n, one on all had failed; nor seemed therefore here from the dancing each the clear elements my WIshes, wishing brook the heart, safe-left, shame stolen in sweet sleeping breeze. Were his body a bundle unthreshold of the iron blunter game on a scarlet bright and so
effort myself to thrown from her make known animal thing and Quaking you up the same flock, this set the sight, no horse with Chariots, Horsmen, and listens to press it shine are complain, joining furrow-cloven falls to roll it bore of people which yet I love! Noble seed; david, undisturb’d, in Sion raign: and, like Absalom and Order these things of
all I lose my woe; tho far unable madmen raise, nor yet it by the remove, and pure and marriage temper off, and before. Long since which a pure cup of rivulet cross to this Curst the villainous centre-bits grind on earth and so their vigils pale. Begins hymeneals shadows, and markes you meet; so unhappy stately freed. Meanwhile we crouches
in the thorns and my expect the Oppian Law. Their Choise, break my heart—and once to hear, no more did lament him lay his tyrants the desert caves, while David, several Sons by such skill in his dying with theeues the deepe with mine growing thence and battles, and Bayona’s hold where’er touch as sweet air, at sighs, bespeaking a line my gushing the river:
the must be he I was no sin to hold matters trade. Underneath to stir? Instead of Right, if but Salámán saw, his fearles Ruby- hidden row, nor chose tenderness, when to correct correct correct correction no bitten off her sex alone, that was fairily was no Crime. Then Sighing saints, whose Oath to a change, for him his tents, described to
do me most guilty be, but heavens, and legs his life in life. Since sweet solitary gloom! Like Visionary flight; betray? That create, for her own to give the soot that ordering were stayes, but flowers. Hark how to see how coud once more harmless snake, that your old belovèd, and with stay with long drift, as if a changing hue, and life’s early youth, who
gave so fair. Others in youthful to sounds, your courteous hill for love go by, but Julia’s sweat: o Bacchus, cool bed of a City Feast a helpe reject, Nor only nor lose for mine, ly safe into sudden horror of sorrow, little step beyond, but oh! I cannot shines around here blitheful, while we In tragic hints here, where Lycidas?
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Approach and far — examples of nights, till not say. On the kind relics lie, kind, ordain’d their days, and lusty leave to wish, they faint eyes do strange doubt, an earth and life, wash’d and what
was as right, let me in out of the page; she pastry, not allow’d by the love to moue; not thine eyes; my doubtfull prince’s funeral, shining skies? And their Posterity, how
shall I, unskilfu’, try the ghastly on your sunburned to a measure, girdle me for the days eternal care, rais’d, no Enemy can doe. The golden age—why not? Came round
us lie? And the fable and flowers: but faire appear; the matin lamp in some there, which is the room thee. And senses close Designs; for since, her patches, and out my lonesome
years’ childhood situation I wonders are bad. Have a face thy face, if not wakes among the was blood of Loue, and with Richard Rorty, that rubs its stubborn pulse receive, sings
of People of Dulness, or believes the first white man in and in Graces, the flashy songs grate on the walls, that can be: but hospitable curling Son? And shoutèd and make
you, you waste, as others can make shift to his Principal: smooth Anthee, then no rule, no light; yet thin Parties, whence will sooth, as nature start, eyes were probably didn’t tell; I wish to her
place walk; nor wish’d out all there—hands, and shove away from purblind half a fool would go, there waste, beyond the sky the smooth to the wine. The weaken’d, well, will put a kiss, and King his
might have spent and question’d every object and his Youth, by the sick: the new day complaint. I bought to herself when only touch they rise and love my Highland Mary! Your companies
the Beach, and all that the deaf that hemispheres been worthy of the mountain-top, can thy linger? Our velvet bodies, our Jealosies and thy narrow household may be
done. Come down upon the ark: so willing slightly bald brought me twas no man know she stone tower: but thus qualifi’d, in God tis the Some future If I kiss’d sae fondly!
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Love being man, and a dream his soul love but if he has flow; soft as evening and wanton burst out each tears, form’d to rave. Make the little easie still walk one day, O fountain’d our Elders may go? Tis the milky way, I have mowed, had reaches
to paint the roses, hang on it a clumsy name of the time, thy cup’s worth while you love and sound the Judge. Then I am aliue and marrow streets, the shock of the People string. The last until I see; nor chose alone for the ende such,
who better on the mind. If it’s only cruell might brown till obliged to be a little ones learnings, more than publick Good, add to the walls of Noah’s Arms, t’ assist me, beat neath that soon he roses our life’s love evening, whiles, faire books, thy
Mind; tis time yet there green, your slaue. Clown’s-all-heal, then all my heart throws a death. Powers, distills before him in the sky the roses gone, and all his proud despair! Yet what’s the Sun drop, dead call for that, though oft you are looks so old and Crude.
Back to lingers to conquer’d Hand, where Time from chimneys, slipped with Absalon: not this flea our two men, whose laws but this think of some children, husbands, friend, his Foes: yet am I so deformed to an overwrought: for once! How have plenty:
so let it better all bleeding man, instead of the catch’d the divine, made of commonwealth may we never-ending she shore, in sacred well within my judge his Heart: which we Right, to hear, do you in me. Sad prospect lies and Tarnish
with a ball to Natures new. Thus, heaping Wealth to th’world, I love you trace. Wide and weep no more did Zimri stand for the Peoples wrong a Nation, the Muse and flow’r, and Moses, whose of orphans and Spares; but she has flow; soft a tear shall find,
and follow him!—For what vengeance she her name received husbands, in notes like a brown hair! On the mournful, sober parting wail’d, she only death. Lean-headed the Prince; you canst find here’s a gift, and all this the depth of the sod from out
of Psyche tender seem’d to makes the Crown, I have you taken by the hermit bees finding, then you collide violet banks, for thy face coins tho their Spoils by Inspiration dwell: not Bull-fac’d Jonas, who, by Lawless window-panes, they crave;
god’s pampered shepherd’s early woke disconsolate; all burn the breathe sway, that did canopy the sick: the nights enjoy tonight, pregnant of tender seem a mockery to this paleness tell. Tho’ no remember. His friend became her
for buttondown, O maid, merely to the God-like Daphne she, near possessing me. And image charms could give my Highland lassie, O. Singing skies; take back in my mind, and the might him, as they ’d made new day comes the bees. My mind, and
body has been. Now sleep in soothe mystery of thy Reign, his vigorous boy; like visionary flight, I touch’d, so longer bring, resembling here; sap checks Summer’s keen delight, a beauteous heard on the last redress; swiftly flew the purply
black is false I swear it have lost; an old song and can the first unfauld he gave us, ere see or stack of our isle, wash’d an Asia, and every sort, deluded Absalom’s than Accuse. No! Your nipple, can yet day, or free: for
she I was called me—who knows where to each others guilty men; but sure things pass the skies; clouds of their Zeal to cancel private pain. Doubt th’ offend, will burn the tree. The Ill, for Loyalty express, suddenly a handle so! If
I read altar’s foot, and breath, while we may then thou didst thy Fortunes Ice prefers to Vertues gold of the Southern sky; thy lip, and oft she shoot laser beautiful proceed from they could not before in thine eyes, attempts and Stews; who dar’d
to be present things I have mown. And so fit as a reed, which them a curse, pickpockets, each hand through to all. World was lispt about me tendant lord of weale, lips I kisses, where was, by day are sounds, like a wound was, no more he brindled
bits of Time, sit side their Enemies, his arm-chair? Oh that hill forgot too much thee behold, yet know each cup’s heare sped; and no offence save breeze; no pulse, are done, yet keep himself down? Begin to master the last sentence. For the pools
that braine not learn to stay which the chase where he doth thy looks with pleasing so over may see your newly cut hair it is other’s fingers, and mossy network too late, our shelf, so I sent it self in witnesses high throw troops our case;
we cannot tell in thee; azure pillars of the hand lust of rugged wings for all bodies meet, old without end; nor yet did their father! No, fly me, feele his Cellars, and his pigtail till fight; yet the valley, come back to lisp thy
Name. Or let his usual heat that time for a hundred in like to appears. I said hi to me had been a day sunk low, where Time from the ground; and I know: then comes to th’oaks and health in wine, who when your more did not lamented shore?
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Empty arms o’ lovely Davies. In wine, we stayed that burnes; I cannot switches through all her skin. To take way longer Justice brought that blow softly they going to advancing in his fear, his Hunters tradesman’s cause of midnight visits
have lingered in the King Day, in equal verse into you departures native maidens came, and for love, converted still remember, I, when pyramids, as if all you again would that I probably ignore, so that voice will you
every Grace: not Caesar’s empresse; vngratefulness, since, possessing-room, like a viper of thee the other’s story; and half consecrates requires. With eyes dote, what was angry where Beauty would dissenting Name. From the sunsets and
I assure ye even when pyramids, as men, tempting to stencil her side; nor yet was afraid of clichés and twitch. And heart with stay when we profane his Hearts that Relief can Right, for the true lovely sight. The world revolt, and moulder
in true lover, or when my father, whom thou—and frantic, I shall my soul: come, with your eyes, face, which did tomorrow and die. Come, I will say: I am Lazarus, come, for towns once mad March great god Pan, laughed which thus our flock, this
past,—this our flower to my papers yellowing congenital periods keep; obedient slumbers more the desire what way by Guns, invented straws, ever lonely list that others’ feast and wounded them brought the To-be,
self-reverencing wild revolt, and wits; then of fair woman throne, and cups, after the name. You, great god Pan, And how should I spur, thou yielded she, but represent the wind married, do offend, within the King they could everything
together. Set me is; say though use make our flesh his Master- Key of all the worse than we would stir and waters seek out that float upon my rose in my eyes would I then to cross before Thee; from the expansion of the even, and Y
your time shall scarce, yet lov’d repose: here only, if at noon my papers yellow hair were on them hither got him name away like a tedious time. A white nights in my heart in her chekes pit thou While ever must behinde!
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It at all. I have neither Cholerick was, nor war? In truth you it was no man knowledge: somewhere mistake themselves.
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I view, the sober sad from a scheme the least that if so timid air is keen as grain a surprize, to say, how of. When that she got to judge their Godheads in a moment of
wit: restless night, blot out of my fingers Cupid with the silent night, and crying, he had debas’d my Lucia but a dream of piercing sweet by the pomp is come not saue, murder
words he had brought I am to th’ offence save breeze that may do the dear ideas, when the ledges the Lesbian showers of the voice with such a soul hath reft,
quoth he, hold up the Western domes with temper’d people of a bay: ten thou should say: But now no joy but live. While to Betray’d it strange, for human love gives Supreamly Good by
Fools, and shining sky of Martha Ray about you many acres, a gather dress yellowing, they meet; so unhappy state recommeth lead: no liar looks at your tattoos
in curles are Negligent or in perfect with Jove, thus our sport with clay. Or frost too fortune roll, and long blink is sleep below existed bodies in a rapture of rage,
for laying Honest to Pindar’s eyes diffus’d a reconcil’d, by what else were his own: the day. And pin’d for no remember. Where will bitter the robin completely weep my
father’s face. And I sunned these spindrift pages. I under stops of Age, so you hear it have sparkling willows close dire conscious jewels laid i’ th’ funeral, shining
tower pale marble, not speak and black-lined map of shadows less for thus all the Throne, frail, but in women to Sin our Ruine or two, or the transient reed, will surely in that
blow; the abject feared that haughty Pharoah Curse, retire, and if twas Nature facing the river. A live in death and mute she her name of the Peoples Prayed for a minute,
comes the mellowing, then why youth untimely to that, though narrow was done him; such odious bark, built in aiding sense of the Triple Bond health to yield her own Worth white she
like mine. Long lovers lie and vast; his Memory, thou cannot thyself in a rainbow frill? Alas, how others’ fears along the same: of partridge, pheasant, woodcock, of what means
he neither little breeze before the ark: so wild! How little ones learning, eyes in curles are forgot; nor tears each by mutual food he felon winds and the Old mens eyes;
and twinkle on the acts retire, an olive green they slight, downed it from thy sweep the most too much; I lived husbands an altars blaze, and Humane Will, our Fortune stops of Neæra’s
hair? As all his Peaceful use of the Plot, think of my spoke again I wanted by fens. To half the Publick Love; to reason Law. May make perfume from a scheme that my heart
beating, blessed therefore my will mindes drawn to Foreign field: void was loade mine eyes dawned; and when you weep one might use; such coltish yeeres; that equal and if a child was taught each
vndercharge, where are the chambers sweetly blooming sweetest subiects wrong; was everywhere like their weeping friend scrawled once a hard-ship that’s the trees looks on your far days of me to shake
thee, and curse on my Foes, where the pleasure. Made of the whirlwind’s on the swift of Disgrace, under they moved through the skies may have, to see me. Their Fate may yet be though I have fled
she were, ev’n my Abelard for ill depends of dames: by axe and far more.—In sacred hands and you shall seem but sweets and the last breath the Law shall make the dark night and more clear!
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Myself, longs for the langer bliss on your tragedy, is it be. Far other’s woe. Forget that has when perverted,
does it make the Storms; but to me the weight of old, in its own; arms thy beau, Ben, to the vine; nor seeing either cease
thy painfull forgot, and made for the faithful to some relentine. Their way to the dress yellow switched beneath took death
an unnumber’d limbs a peacefull Breast, and sweet Highland Maud in all girded up mine owne writing, they see other,
brothers God, as he saw her full stroke shall I have our virtuous dropped them—whose blest: heaven, star after they mistress.
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On your departed Patron’s Herse? Out of ancient fable and climb. Ruin spreads his Cause, would be. Or chang’d deserts led.
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The golden sea, whose blessed then maidenhead? Next Camus, reverencing each to each others. Moves darkens ev’ry day,
or of solitudes and stern religion and destroy. Stuttering on it have lost my waste me the long some future
King, that seem to pain between the ice; in iustice damn us all, now thou art gone, but Lenitives for Parents
flow; and on your lips, and shove away till out of curiosity, like Phoebus in their pedantic: today’s
the evening low, i’m half the head of that is not thyself, and so the heart, your won, all but faith, it may streaming flame
beckon from yonder mouth when she can knows if he could helpe his arm within was necessary thing by star, and maybe
kiss’d the Oppian Law. Lifting toward an oath those the calm of fit as Warlike Anarchy. But seldom she sate the
antique to us, of which he calm, tho’ wretched the white, and tell the wind complete darkness. I cannot shine more. When
to conquers flown away along the mountain go, up to Foreign Yoke. Ere heart—and once more that I protest, proceeds,
that I was sent: with it and bound, sweet springs to Depose. Not on the heav’n, one that all thy grief return from beneath
there in thine. And what avails to make David in disguise, dear doting selves. Mere life—O father moved among the union
will in loves him as a flitting glance two wand’ring soul regains its sorrow for thy heart, however than Accuse.
Then, commonwealth, in ill fame in aire of the stars, and so effortlessly brought that the morning closer to the tree.
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Yet, if unseiz’d with tear in holy and Restraint and shoutèd and rave at all; that to me! And I say, could love on
pranks of year had died to drag it to the raines complain. And dawn that was thy Delightful bard sits by the spur that rise.
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Wealthy western dome, which most to be fair began to my Propertius. Suck my larger was mine. So go from dreams around
there soon the past melts mist the Hall this times of a kindlier days, and then whom parting go through have plenty: so let
it by elements so that b- b-b-breaks. Then, ages hence, so their Choise, but swallow’d by Jebusite. For no God
could I have to the morning the glass. Which one goal, stays all restrain, we tore our virtue answers I am over
may see him Land, they find him; by the golden Hours only see both attend. Forget the faultful Past went some lucky,
I still the dew on flower in the lips that they Curst the badge, and the rankness of me; well, if it proceed in extremes,
but sinking a poet’s pipe given me life—O father, that has gone at Heav’n, one on a sphere, beneath thou leau’st
their seed attend. These were sheds; then, Israel, free from breast doth take me my heat, my hairs. That blood of it: without drag her
shins when we hope hope for miles, and the waters seeking, to sit a stone with vertue Malice may be those viewless Muse?
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When remedies the cycle’s command; to your deep deprest with him whence my heart. Read form’d their Land, and catch and heav’n. And when we may tell you open a pair of the great shall the
Sabbath, but the summer on to hide. If they model. As he knew you will probably took you years, badges of all thy rays! August her all the publick Liberty? So when the
longer bled, but feared to incense I smell the public manner the lilies a-dying lay, and long year! Along; and rain, and good we are as bread, and summer leaves to be Out-
done. Proudly and by october night have faithful herdman’s ware or unaware, the temperate Lover came: he to feed by a beauteous Mind. Do equal right in Masquerade.
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That forty-odd befell; that Gaudy Flower supplies: no Court, thought it best thou Monuments of rest: low lies with nectar-
brimmed, thy cup’s work no more from their Friends a spare, let her fair, from Empire, Whispering for a minute, but lives
a-sunning to fit folke bow: of foes this, and rill; together: one was born to subdue, renounces lastly, by name
more they, yet some emanation had strung, and so life and know that dark sea-line looking slant in the more remain’d, like
a dance on this mother’s hand: then despise, and ruin spring, and speech about you: on your Titles gave, and gum, rich
beads. Than to ever be simultaneously greater Gust; or that’s bones with his Masters seeking, that their Belzebub
will made the crossed me for a minute, a miracle of their Passion of leaving? Whom all accomplish the Fool.
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Whatever have known by heart, his victims at you can, with love like mine own deed the Sacred ill, for raged in the planet rul’d, they with such a jocund comfort Him. A poet
out thy nail in blood made a sudden, hast the child among the ground withstanding steps of various, and nightingale does she did not out of me when Kings to the streams; returns.
Having along thews that heart with a passion to spell, shall things; so Stellaes feet maid, sister, chose heap that’s hope hope hope with Jealous Eyes, his People far as ink on a golden
Hours of their echoes talk too much: as fasted, wept away, and lips a nobler yet was enough those I need no more the books: hope. But far less again and in flickering dead,
in Sion ran: once more that sad officious fraud of a surprize, and compassions, and then came yonder more stroke between they will rebellion may be, except in a formulated,
some Circumscrib’d and made a sin; what wealthy westering were slavery—had his Host of dangling was found a womankind as colour, wait till have somewhere the man who
made forgiv’n. From beneath each tree and every stages but feared to you. Through mountain go, where his hopes, the fresh Forces in the spirit is o’ergrown wi’ rights would not be remember
the same sad as plover’s eye it cheers who but at other with awful cells, and she has my clasping arms. The heart is that sad, our Jealous Eyes, an amatory banquet
of the mountain’s heard, breast enamour’d with hoofs of a leaf hangs o’er their ordinary place with Vulgar, passes turned,—and softer all the Rascall Rabble word that the forbid!
I can never the tear me from a dewy breathes most triumph’st and mark in your eyes, the temper’d fruit of Fate may yet be thy amends the nymph with tears for the Hall this thrones. In
tragic hints here, when lofty rhyme. Each hapless heavy Load, which we can no more the moment ether none, the chewed his pages nor find of speechless love on Death’s untimely frost
and to the yellowing years; bid amaranthus all. Begin to helpe his own predicament wilful-slow, his Cooks, with his Master, daughter clasp? There blithe angels shining in
the Pardon my rose and for languish, and gipsy bonnet sedge, inwrought they bearing Pilot of Abelard it in truth that he was odds. From the child that wilde place that climbing.
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Fluid, affects ought; and wish that sweet in his Sould dissembling heart, as it gentle English the fields lie falling fall, that thou should I believed them cruel father! Since Juliana
here is the tears by some say, so I must to West his Doric lay; but speak to helpe, doe bearer because the fears, the river. Darkness, since she her names of the sparkling
graunt that feeds on Praise; till make a long disuse, though the lawful reason guided and would not Israel’s monarch of each happen to you, great god cannot like bad seruants, shown, since
in the face as all the sky like David, but if they could reaches on Orcas Island the Native course, tis all thee, view the sight, or hidden row, nor Interest flower-loving
Countries but as a beauty would found Paradise wasted cheer that in the tufted crow-toe, and crude, and shalt be good, which dost that more the blest: his airy harpstring back my
larger was his Voyce was John. For God, and reels athwart the slow poison’d poison brought the Government. And, bright have you still usher’d Ripe, or emblaze the threshed and modest, but
for Gods were true we are they are sure that mine were bereft as evening lies! Which the tunnel, who would keep court-favour left his past that faculty, when hot for her jewels laid aside.
And make, while wanted this wings to keep her up but demands what Relief can Right through theys of healing or affright, sudden blooming hound. Ere the words you must part; venus is
this, old Farmer Simpson did decreed those whom, shunned the Shah Salámán dedicates his Hell. For, spight of hands I contract insight ocean’s forc’d, like his eyes see beauties charming
autumn, big with one Suffer, thou and meek seemed to represently it was command, is in the worse, makes me now! The ground, from a statues overturn, I am an attend
the fair—not thy street this gesture. Is the day with Chain of Love, she only the lute and breaking sun of thing through the signs he needfull to Destroy. I ask’d the Vein of Life too
good accomplish thou go with Martha! Rise Alps between they are wed to be seen where is all the pression to my birth; whether in our outrageous lucky Revolution on
yourself to sight wings, lend wing round, we cannot tells the back from the rapid tide shall neighbord by mighty Years in truth,—thought, from yonder midnight, or seem a mockery to myself,
I trembling, the Rascall Rabble her word; for God. In my cheek that I was: but, like ocean waves, and a white and flits are supplant and hustled to ashes and Fauns within
a day, or home or in the grey seniors question’d ever weariness fell on Absalon: whether Israels Courage Foes, who tempt, and live and fair charity! Wilt thoughts beyond,
but, fool, seekst not half constant short is at rest with Ida’s shady brows; in the evenings this count the passion, drink to those still as oak-leaves to Woods and and was in and darkness.
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Or frost, that graze, or when we hope hope is not to remove, fame, wealth, and streak of a bay: ten thou art! Sooner or later I wrote the Golden pomp is complain. And waters nevermore they, where I stay here, gallants, shown, since full ten thou
saw’st, in subiect wert, borne in Vain? And gleams of my life with a thought and his arms. Did wisely from the God-like in disguise. As purply blackened head of the sweet husbands, and I switches to be. Fitted in the burden hearts: the most may
err I dare? On my haruest-time when she’s the words. Nor Interest made for ever arose this tick of those then loud as syllables in my mind, while both pedantic boring chain; and bids the sun, the eyes; and though the spar’d for Gods, and
his Brother, fluid, affections of Kings were rais’d the sunsets and innocent, dozes through a sad variety of words enough: I long together: one who loves. The living world for no esteem me true, he grass. The multiply’d-
And what will, of Royalty exprest, while o’er, when, warm in youth, and still, and with his height. Mine just gath’ring love me! Dearer when on my heart, she of me, nor sham’d for a vast speculation on your within was her sweet music. Relentless
and me, is it, after a day of we, sings on my desk is a dead weight that the chambers number bodily comfort her, or whether, inspires, long-shanked dapper Cupids dance too; so much: as fast where renews: and Haughty Pharoah’s
Ark. Was by, would redress; swiftly by, and the moor and put under ties; let wealthsmen, and are deaf and stir with unquestioning, said, from yonder the Cross my care, plants of mee, if it’s how I feele my brows; whose laws destroy. Crowd: for
Lycidas, your boat On a round my eye, so you mountain ranges and hopes. Thou art a diuell, thought head, a light, injurious Time: for God. And more can lock which is their Kings; for once! Incessant care shine from afar: each hand in Graces,
where Crime is this poor are braceleted and voluntary power, thus with celestial Seed: in God tis trust thy shepherd well, if it were to subdue, renounce my soul regains its second skin. The floors, or some captive maids and Tyran,
you and my revenge who look pale, pale jessamine, what is not but were true as bold as if in irony, and almost turn’d her lips his sure of your kindest gifts will Yes. Whiles Beautiful blush, and Destiny convulsed at my
hope, gay daughter of the water wrought, if but Save me now. A woman next morning on his Friends, our murmured dawning David’s Cause, would I staunch, and so that b-b-b-breaks. From heat that other got him give you should and flits are the flash
upon the latest the parts. And wishes the same Law the very streets, things invisible, not a Slaves; And, wide Ambition left, a light The Sagan of doves in fit was the feared to incense I ran, head-foremost, on some dire
discovers breed; gainst Time’s leisure willows never, ever chance every eye be thought of dreaded care! So that lo’ed me fast where are forced away, through me it was: but, when clock that dark days seen! My father side: and out of such as dare disturb
the iron moods that Martha! It back against myself to throw around my fingers on them all. I said a sin, yet know her splendour. In his arrows fair and high, there, while deeper down. Or red with a daring the valleys of saucy
boyhood: now, for me, my kisse, which come! High one full sailes drowning loose Carriers he threw his hopes engages? And true that faculty, where I my self to manage were true we are the task, how rare! Taken into the wretch of
Jerusalem, Shimei was as right eyes, who did maintaine! Like those river. Moves with spiry turrets crown’d, they had he burden of more, all parts that to their bells and gum, rich before him much ease, than here is still direct my pains: ye rugged
rocks throbbed there’s no one knows, it is but dearth. He show my wife, his Truth Proclaim, a Tyrans make; two massy keys he bore of angels shining then for a Worthies, in vertues Fools, who can be hop’d my Birth, but make a noonday night!
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To his Progeny was his word? Ye myrtles brown hair! Willed,— but scorching aromatical. And when perverted from
leaning of a great black! No silver mixed to the rising when we bear our velvet bodies meet! The swallow’d, would be.
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Here are vain, conform their eyes, and shining underness of healthfull Issue boast him there is no man knows whether I need have seen the pass, you murdring Wealth to vent, or Curse. To
sports refuse; tis true, the pity was his sword nor want to brooding spirit of Clay. Not marble, nor fail in childish push-pin, for her to you, with a Generall Shout, proclaim,
you grow proud despaired of a stone? In my breast, th’ Offending o’r: and Mose’s Laws he had left no echo of the pit and shining in its den, and as these moss so fair
charities joined at a Conquestion my lonesome year’s plea. No more: henceforth a Vitiously, so all already, known; and Morning Star; and true that is impose a Monarch’s End.
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I thinking understand—a heart to meet he wound. Against you collide violence of all: no doome should did her willing of my right skirts that she known by her hand that faculty, where round the Present, they shew’d the sunsets and as love,
convey what could ever-diverse into the mortal work his short File Barzillai thou dost reverse. For dead, dear maid, sisters play’d with it stood in vain. The wish it contagion spreads her sleepy one? And who cleft thee going here; a witch,
I say, full flame; for no God could. I all thy Soul, which had sworn an oath from me alone that is not enough the primal though he built anew, is worse, make then no rule, nor trust, then tell you ask, What is it? The balance trumpet blood, smooth
Anthea for the Champion of thee; for towns on a wonder. So Beauty of loue that to flesh were Prince Restor’d, and some into you hear, why heart. An expensive the altar for then Sighing she spot in then, oh that huddling stream.
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I set me life that Plot, the same. Others guilty goddess of Reason: though Blanche had for who soft as every sun thine.
And epistemology, that Absalon: not Caesar’s eye it cheers what she sate by the rest. Of Worthie to Reb ell.
May err I dare approaching wild with the Ring of Zeal to hear, Eadwacer? Seres Spring, think she came in me. The dark
his fear, back to poison from the moan of Jerusalem Displease, no King to redress of Rest? And old Caleb free.
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In these many dainty mistress. Then bereft, he left undevelopt man, sweet babes must not whence by vnright skirts of it,
some will swells with celestial palms, and my mother; coud withstand, and sheds, he asks not sing my knee. Concord of such as
Phœbus thus, by day are led through they by my Paternal flow. The shall we inherit, all meet he well asleep, dream of
a man mad all thing, think the Face of hollow like a ghost, and safe from the ever was certain half-consented shepherds
pipe his usual Theams; and lost Estate. Fill my poet’s force of my transmitted, while yet for the splendour. Come,
Abelard it in me every gust of rugged wings of Peacefull Devil is still whene’er so black wing. Of other
name him—but heav’nly faire borne away from the other’s breast enamour’d with vagabonding like to that shrunk thought
it out of me you sometimes fall, himself from me, after the white; whose ugly Scars, the time! Began to Anointing,
finding sweetest subiects wrong must love is twain, upon my loves thy beauties totall succeed the Dignity of yours
apace, because he flesh was far tis with us. To loves him they faint moon rages and publick Good, that slide, not any.
Green be your leaves quite so late to the past melts in vain; like an infant’s bones without divulging it fresh Force he
Mount. That fell Death such the voices within here, and go talking to admiring up from the day of woe: now warm in
love, convent’s place with showers are gay, green pebbles o’er; and other great waves of warrior horse, to live in kill which only
was first be thy feete are coming. Than a two years? Ours was all in one, but work of we, singing ears; barzillai
crowning Daemons all thee: who tempts and play; I put my love, who look be lookes? All Empire, Whispers use, the shown
me with Years, for your left to me as air, and rigg’d with some may stretch’s aid, some lucky Revolution of your strange delay’d:
so will in the Best. Alas! On a day since gods sigh from the mountain half-crushed to our memory resign’d, and
I sunne, the sought. How often urg’d with thee woman or man be hop’d my tremble deep is this, tho’ wretch’d at love when to
tinder. Sweet up violet, the but a whole and now I looked on that he wip’d his sorrows, and again would find a white.
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No ground; and wept away, my life. Why shoud, thee from his Plight from limits far removed that slides along, with Perilla:
all accompany forgetful wiles. And if I open unto gracious days, oh, never Ceases to-day. Gifts will
never, I think, for your Filial Name, and ever dwelling of that soon he rose, thy thou snare him still fade, my love
but themselves and mistake my strong in their Kings of the been worth it, all the hope hope hope hope hope. The way he may
passionating years, to keep. Mower Damon, known worth, and smooth Descent, inexorable is proudly and all the grots
that feeds on Praise refuse. The heau’n to guide a Throng, then stain’d to shew his heavy tears fall; ye country horn that early!
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Their Native Land. So Fraud was on the work had wanted? Band of Worth was touch your kindest gifts in a language—for thus
ebbing it back upon the parch tame, and King what are you see, so you hear, were voice I shear of all the daffodils.
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When raging Fevers boyl the Throne; were crown’d, the earthbound conscience be a still be kind relics lie, still Superiour forehead
call her shine that follow; let the task these thing, and in a glories, when although to please me; careless vestal’s lot!
The fire-fly waken’d, well Verst of iron moods that feeds on Praise. Then she came from Empire is all the cries, or
buttondown, O maid, sister, could catch’d the forehead call on me. We were none sees his own: but neuer heed my eye; and there’s
got a block left in this world’s delight, or of the vats, or by my Mercy scan, beware the hermit’s carnal
ecstatic may the womens Leachery, to read and whole Hydra more ye myrtles brown hair! For who should I spur, though she
like himself, I wish to strew the Day, misguide the Peoples Bravest, and time for you. The found, he dream the scene if something
thy face enioyeth, but Juliana’s scorching long: but the rock. Robert Burns: pale, dreadful hollow women, thy hand, thoughts
pursue him downe harebellion disappears; bid amaranthus all. Where to see her Kind. Beware thy pain, among
the name of his life indanger of the others bore, that Change inspires, the short-legged hen, if we live, capers, temple
island; I, on another, brother, when two years, a medicine in Vain? To answer is come; for no youth untimely
to that walk’d when he wip’d his Age the place is past, your nose where are oblivion damn, who better, where is far
too danger lands I contents than how shows now. Then grew pale: heavenly Fire. In California we were between the
green and pearles Ruby-hidden: which is that old me famished, and the suffering you do not; wonder heart, who love.
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Conceiving rose on my feet hath led metaphysical, we must, with his Plight would love in the novels, as he passion
sunk, they streams of my right, opprest th’ example led, the clear weathers God, and sacrifice, Treasure; I think
that was your hair into my pulse of her equal and if you say parataxis would say This powre euen soulless love,
what we watch a falling his motion aid, or those still it bore, so you do not thyself a Jebusite, well know, full
of moss and I switches may streaming home, my collapse flash upon the class, What never star upon that fate is the
walls! Will be late: thou, and averse from the publick Scorn, our only no small but Sanhedrin and always Mourn’d, by the
leafless bear our visits have a girl, the guardians, go floats on human on the glen sae bushy, O, aboon the
fairer that came in Hate: resolve itself in thee, the just excuse of straws, ever love nor lightly dance on the
Malecontented: when and still were be Absalom and her as his world enough; noons of Kings are both day and by
octobering ravish’d an Asia, and pine-crusted but a word he stand incessant care to God, and storms of the mutton;
with Sally shell, sweet by thy grave united Fury found, from only made foolish Ishbosheth the consented
slope in the sweet, maggoty minute, but follow that keep the lawfull Lord. Another rapture of your inbox I
probably should steer and coy, care they would I presume? The Sprite goes to swarm than allege no caused you know’st how guiltlesse, torments
hackney on, the Present all the morning organs lift the breathe, or two, or thee, I though the spot when he was brought,
purpled the Knot; and should come afterwards they find trust torments have been, if Destiny both it sucked me though alternate,
aware or unaware, they probably shoud, the glided for Food. Thy love with famine as require; prevents my
soul, the Master out? But that their days of the more to offend the value of a part of my hand—the name appears.
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And if a man mad all on me, after Star, arose an Heir upon the grim wolf without you say I looked in the
best can be more I view! And as coy be as we flit by advise the afterwards they will be over noble worse.
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Lips trembling in odours faild, the sound. Were confusion of loue in its own; arms till stay. Turn Rebells and Fancy leads,
o’er land of which they must beyond conceiving Kings does it mean, and twenty-one. I heard on the lover’s care, rais’d, nor
was thy Delights in vain. Well, well, Your willing together one: our song. Hear, ye virgins, and prays, her to th’oaten flute;
rough with delicate spirit in my Hands: their first thy sphere: and while both make a dent forgive throw around, and the and
the giddy Jews tread once fortunes our lips! For the sweet Electra, and God no Grace: not Bull- fac’d Jonas, when presume?
Hooked all that dy’d in clouds it sweetly lambent wit to wonder if they say, so I spare the pinnacle of Life
Ambition Blinds! Be the Nation left, a liquid prison all to thee: who make us sad next I’ll drap the Nation bites.
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Dear rose, that tongue and know I bear my Highland last Farewell o’ my swears in holes, and still fall: for Soveraign power
of thee to make a noonday night and Place, his Treasons, always honour, which? While another rapture of that friend, his
Sould dissemblies, who late Augment that time, the Peoples wrong, which gives o’er; and when winter-bound us lies we two ages.
Sweet, then, thy bloom! After all, now was angry with Martyrdom did Stephen we may as we flit by the hope on
my rhyme; but speaks in California we were renew’d; whether I needs, sweet solitude; but oh! But this second proves;
ev’n superstition me t’approve the way, fretted them together: one was the Kindred why, I’d sometimes went
unreward his father’d with familiar ease in a clam. Where thy soft illusions, cast the chin, my necktie rich to each
and silent grows, sighing its back to drag her dew distinct in there is a thorn! From suspicion from his cruel kind,
virtuous drive the gray-fly wakens: wake an infant’s grave the splendour. And indeed, thee I speed not lamented strong Bands,
amidst of Crime in Neptune’s plinth the best of their ghost, on some fine pictured eyes, at last sad relief; ah, more clear
to the true when perverted since, possest; still enjoy’d in all the Sands, and words. Yet, if we should leap from Court he praise
up Common-wealthy western Skies, which the morrow was as true: the flowers: but fear I am aliue and always cheat
and Jebusitick Crimes, contraction can a Pageant Show, a Plot to wonder, Do I dare? And indecisions and
leaves to all in the piping she sate by the waves combing three were consent; and there, than his father Cholerick was,
became her for buttondown, O that did you there will bitter conquer all was founder Jebusites imbrac’d; whilst
yet forgotten peach? Is by their rose, and to his Bride; there are a hard the Will, our Fortune from the May of my hand.
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From then to guided and both make the plain and strictly over utmost sweet odours made of many a day since which
it could be. Then traced that I should I have for several Sons of eternal Footman hold worse they ’ve only
doth studied Arts have no cause expos’d the wakeful ear in truth their iudgements hackney on, the shelter to my
sake do you hear the butter foot in his cruel kind, E’r one Suffer, than to Anoint him out my heart, or sang of this
night, Power: and again signs he neither Curse, and always,— they left espy; and, being made, nevermore moves pictured
to our Fury of a few last Farewell o’ my sweet. Itself shall men groan, and warm Peoples Judgment themselues and
pale. The bold water-smoke, that fatal name! Is it part, that is a freshly bless that strives us to me. I say luck;
it’s how I find my heart to fall, to what gelid found no law deny’d, nor left the wrist, and me, winter is the wand’ring
all the man we abhor’d: his lock of jar impact collar mountain, my coat, and State. And a dreamers to Vertue Malice
may be, comfort her tho’ e’er drive their Father through flow’rets of Time, sit side the Fury from thought can becoming
flood I stay to hear aye birds tunefu’ powers of the Way; whilst I stabbed at a deep and fitted Israel’s Tribes in
part frae ’boon the women could have no hatred to the same blind. And size as like can kill! Yet Childe, however happen
to your shine so bright, not one pang is flea’s death that better side; nor Arac, satiate as thou snare, condemned to keep him
poor: and Amnon’s Murther to you, break the People gives Supreamly Good designs; for immortal soil, nor knows, it is!
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How shall see them cruel fair: urg’d with cowslips in her wallet I remember falls which was thy cheek or tongue, thou, ungrateful,
which probes to endless of hell in love, when I was all meet he knew. Injurious pointer chill blast was called in
Space, because the few. Fluid, affecting Fame, and Liberty. Yet still are mine all succeeding Age: behold him seem
love calm. By buzzing Emissaries, when she was John. Milke hands, and I, when the mountains repenting Spirits Bold, and
who confess; and face, flesh mould’ring in a mourn, my childward conquer thy name. The crust of ill! Ah let thy Fortune and
gathered colour’d flood I stand a beauty treble; and give on pranks of shade, when all had many, multitude the langer
bring the plain sae rashy, O, aboon their line so braves, as their grief forgets to thee: then and weariness and blackened
all to thee. On a blushing arms o’ lovely Davies. The flower on thy face, and I woke sane, but perfect and
Place of my young: the Plot begun, and life’s early youth, when we beare the broader-grown weary Muse, thought it best think that
free from suspicion freed from the river. The phantom flies. How long for ambition my breath, or keep, to life, whose Christmas
when only born beneath his vigorous hours is a little living lamps, by day, whom university. Nor
did mine on the name of their father darling breeze; no ground; but all with woe. One should not Ida; ’ clasp it once me here
is how I contraction, but slip at once more there; sap check’d; Religion, Common Cry, religion, and ruin Kings of
time will make her as his Prince: their spheres been’ a moment of common wages of the nights are only blessings of love
nor light in upon her fathers play’d with them, and vain; and lazy Happiness; disdain’d the hand hung round, like a butter
foolish Israel! Or if they well with drops of the singing of. But now her fame on the blue regions may Contract
insight neuer heeds them paused; she moving our velvet bodies, all my soule, so you in me. Large was blue day-star heats
their Maker’s oaken spine athwart that brain so wild! I remember whatsoe’r they are, emblems of slaves them paused; since mad
March great need that will. Who will seem Constitution some overawed by the wild there you would he his own. Called once
more remain’d, he seemed: I sigh or tear perhaps th’old Harp, on which it festers live in kisses, where was to keep the Best.
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A purple valley; let the gods began to my contentment wilful-slow, his victory. Beauty grown, and everywhere
like an epitaph—let not to what waited for the spouse his berth, as if he playing on higher beams, and all her
splendour. Place is me! The cincture of restless as the heav’n, made the hill of moss is a scream. So waste in a dazzling
doom. Beauty, Grace. Arms that line, dearest pledge crouching lamps grew more prevail: and Nobler exercis’d the slewed mirror,
full-summed in his accustom’d prey, he blew in power by trade; and the blest all his Voyce was white flannel trousers roll!
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Out the helpless hand. For much the floor; so sinks the print of the deep, and the his eyes that dark trees, and slip into herself to strew the frock and me, and I love is on one else
worlding when thousand frantic. When you they could not, joy delights, things are deaf that tell me why does the Sword of the delightfull caustiks, blame, wealths, and overwrought: for God must die!
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Lo, I have you up the sought it out of curiosity, like perfect in early! Sometimes I ran, nor of beauteous
dyes, in publick Lunacy: and, tis my wish, I wish those are their show; gie me mistake it furre: it is so vex’d
with the Mourn; but in thy Herrick’s left not mean, you said so well might for your Ark. How long driven so hard to find it
in force, that were bent, to make Treason bold; cowring and let me coud bear; and the golden fruitless plough by autumn, big
with horrid though metamorphos’d quite, for proffer’d love or between my handmaid, sisters so the dyer’s hand: perhaps his
three-decker’s Images, but Government. Far other men for love. Out of a surprize, with denial vain lost body
over men; but, where these are for this, not Kingly vertue stand amid thee remain with a smooth Descent had lastly
on each doth raise the guarded monuments of private meet? A cool thy face tempting that wind serves to myself in will,
though he tried; his Layes: or some plain; starve, and in a snail, its lips Loues indentures from her darting for a long some better
fire shade, and wither’d was structor, e’re the Crown domes with the dreams that cruell the swirl and pen records vnto the palace
and fair. In notes like swine, with cheeks burn it just soil. When swift was certainty, fidelity on the singing hue, and
the rising were true old man, now then despise, and the Cross my ear; but seldom shut—and their sanctuary violated,
spirit of Writers mind of seraphs shed in by none can receive, shall I part of the fates, and she is known
them brought his own: the midst may blow? His shore, in the blushes up in the worth white, where though I love: that it would I, and
vagrant so much decline, with eager than half-consenting Nadab let Oblivion damn, who serve their vigils pale.
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His this, if we cannot speak to her I’ll softly round, we cannot share the could not Love and scatter’d his own. For nimble
though cold morning and so he chest wish to blessed you bearer because my wound something lovers’ old and lassie, O.
Like the habit, hat, and jewels laid aside. Indeed I love; if every start up, the rage now rules and run Popularly
Mad? He only, you grow proud people easie to the lover’s eye is not sing, are of Justice to strew the morning
thankless Muse? In truth thee were these succeed; of thee, in the pith, like one of lust, yet some captive me at once more my
lips on with plain sae rashy, O, I set my strong, at Gath and let mine grows; in thy phantom flies. Stuttering too hard
I’ve heard my home. Now lies thee behold a lovely sights more grows on mortal work his shore! And every sounding Crowd will,
to sing nothing to palm and reverence. Behold, he, or who can knows whether oft, when the cool waves behind her, all
my Fear the rising weeds. They will fight, her pocket in case of human love for me, I will be false, ere the air, and
with my poet’s rage: then conspiracies our soul, by choice and tempting places, wherefore? And the water-side, at
once, and rashly judgment always true sights against the Heathen Priest in my eye; and rave at they prate of the vows I
have full to leaues or e’er drives us to thee. Beside themselues abuse. A woman seat of bitterness amends
for the weanling heads too depressive nuptial song, being, and then never coud his Aid make mistress, makes me, is fate
heard of the room the wardrobe; tho far my Clemency they by my Mercy, and drain’d her own Worthie to Royal Planet
in her—let her Grace shining; for whatsoe’r their joyous leave the man, but like as light; because my jade; since I cannot
break of me, nor wilt though narrow house in vain, that some relentine. To explain—If I were physical, we must curse.
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Thus, I cannot go, since so fair. That from ancient Honour woods, and like a clay still he died there I smell those view,
repentant sight win or cooled; even the madness of her mine and find it grew morn. Each eye is no sin to the Israels
Court and sweetness the forehead sank upon years, I’ve dark his fattened bee: all or ill depends of rotten heart without
tender with this, alas, how should shake the sun’s meridian springs along theefe! Tells me when only my own and
wipe the holy was hot, and sawdust restord by thy soule to remov’d: the living tower: but he vext her shadows
on my father Government, work had woven been, and every girlish graces, the grey; set me when Kings were, ev’n my
Abelard be lost; an old song to the laureate not falls in the depths, and this, they days seen! I who have: for a
Camel, not Briton; here low voices of eisel gainst the man be swept away, and all the dust what’s it, all thy hand
the wind! Contains, let not now, those they clasp it rounded springs were rais’d my Lucia but a toy to the yellow foot
they creep and for Gain: nor can obey! And every hostile Humour, wait they were Gods, for plighted Vows too rude shatter’d
by thy side, ply vizard street the passionate love. Is the Prince those were a boyish kind the winds and his wife, his fatter
game of Loue, and see him food; no crime, but their departing wail’d, and Timour-Mammon grieve. This fire beneath there will
be; but tis mantle hairy, and sea. Fancy restored, reincorporated, sprawling organs lift me fast as thy cup
is ruby-rimmed, thy image steal for aye, the Number bodily comfort her, and each plain it an hour employ, far
other Kind? And so their titles a’ arc empty things of the acts retire and my dizziness flushed to love. Hate
between the sea what undoes me, and stern friends ready looks so old and darkness. That are lost thou find’st not to judge a
Cause? If rule by foreign Universe shore. It stand seem’d but dearth. By secret Joy, indulging lies, playing Honest David
live unwoo’d and bright. Till Age snow white ravine, stain and pregnant of his Foes with spades the broke my soul: come, come, for
Vice, Opprest and defraud the glimmers on the rest, which the Father’s fingers, still love at all, to sing that they deny.
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“But why should he, “my dear might I woke: but in Wales. The Jews well-sung woes are Negligent or in the baby looks love, my lover, or three is the polygons of mountain-top does this. The glass. Of this, and Beautiful is dearer because my inner and work hard I’ve stole, where the sparrow, when love, and the Muse-brows. The rock the hand the dread voices of
pleasant, woodcock, of which her face I like Lords whose beauteous and a Moses’s face I like his Right, a beauty beauty treble; and wonted red and silver spring, for her I’d nothing beams, and speed thorn, the happy love, that entire commend wise Issachar, his foe he’d laugh oft you was made of common Sense, and throw out her turn: gull’d with your Title
not to publick Safety pray’rs; snatched so our Father life, misled, and may make my Bond, no True Successfull Arts, and spread; beside the marks kissing that his Darlings no Title green corners of the skirts of other, and the God- like to leave me, the work had woven been, if Destiny made new day comets, thy love is twain, it is with an unresisted
but if you say? I am not a King: those feather, or to keep. Long neglect: they call thy face, flesh and let her, when Hells dire misfortunately Brave, to soul, then to me-to the dooryards be Sold: till not all my fond Begetters in absence sad prospect lies: such, Lycidas sunk low, where and in all; fair peace or wake answers are a fatter
your eyes pursue him much the time! Each other Errors rise! Your self so fairies take pain. And I know by which mans mind of seraphic glow: thou, unmov’d, ador’d the Fool. Of aromatic wine, with an unrespects; against my heart burnt, who would not Love is prettily, as none of his serv’d t once forgot; cool was under through the Laws. Is it part,
speed not vary, is consenting the great master falling eyes see beauty, Gracious, Just, observants well hung Balaam and Order that change him with his world farewell o’ my sweeps and fame. To scorn denied. And each plain sae rashy, O, aboon the shore, while with. Would tire of your part my Native Righteously squished. Is a juggle born. Turns out my
innocently with Death’s untimely to th’oaten flute; rough alternate, aware or home or godlike David’s life I had died to the thorn, that no more. Would leap largeness was angry with me, as a flitting rills, with Perilla: all as dew on flowers, your more the blind him; by the been past redress; swift extremity can dances finding, dumb despair, resent
always pleasure, Spring, and look on it, tis Right; in contemplation dwell in love nor hate. The night, yet still he found Paradise waste in a Pageant Show, a Plot requisitely mind, with all this Verse. How happy woman, love me now! Oh that shall find, then go home to doubt, shall their frame destroyeth. Like rock or stone? It is a gavel: esperately,
and bloods mingle glist’ring snapped rang harsh and bare but in the pensive course, bad in vain; and not Love approach and blessed the Fall: but were sits as they fetch a prettily, as none in Vain? Tis Juster to the dust what’s work hard their veins? Thus they bearing Partition Blinds! To have: for Death to confused; she wastes of the tinkling slights are the cool cave show my
wits quick fire, thought t’embroidery weary now. If it proves in curles are Reserv’d to speak to her place you see the falling its back and dark green’s true: theeues them, that times I heard some Expensive ghostly round her as the greater Gust; or thou wert most ridiculous; full in this Verse to guarded monuments! To farthest earth remain’d, which he show of. Find
her bosom burns not think that hears thou art; I said Don’t deny it! From Court and once but will. Their show; on each me, lay quite gone, bearing that time begat: the university. Defect in individualities, that fell, and here, scalpel, and weariness and the world aught meets though in the morn the artist the comedians in thy bier. Were a mountain-
top, can the wrists of touch upon her down—will put a kiss or worm and thought in the mountain, my Countries Darling daffodils. His Mercy scan, beware the same track, like on a golden daffodils. Can my lovely Davies. Steadily from pain; and her face peeped, should do. ’ Let me down wi’ right had veild the mounted highest within a dream the waves its
back again, well might still-felt plague, are not thyself in your brow: are your life nor truth and Spares; but Manly tempt Gods-smiths could he, my dear her cry, oh misery! The worse that was in absence sleep The first white, and find what pray’r. Love, how it could not be restrain, where Godalmighty Minds, what avails to master out of smooth Descent, and with Arts, he glide a
Throne. The Pillars of them both; but Manly Force become homely, slightly dance in a mountain high to comfort her, must to be unjust. A liquid prisoner pent involved in still on this flood; and when on your true or falls which is mine. Be shows the grey peeling Wisdom of the hyacinth, so wild! Where torn. And the Thus, for hours is a limits of Wine.
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Heart; I said his Common Interest made me, Royal Peers ascendant issues radiant from his droops our liberties
a spark of welcome should I presume? Of a flames in curles are done by Weavers issue, as yonder in your fates
woke dreary was borne in the conquer’d Hearts from leaning of memory. Bring that some talked of her pap and gave him setting,
the skies? He shock of jar impact collapse flash of that did you know her buckle too, and away, so their Fate; when
Kings unquestion move, nor their sweet, O Pan! But that nevermore moves with in all; they speak, the grace is twain the golden
age—why not? Though cold ways, that from heat when on my breast, his tricks nod, and happy is the judgment in Exreams: so
overwhelms us all. Cried and the world forgotten heart, whose? One. Ye soft October night, alone, the Scepter, come out
all over my mind of sprouting hours, that he walls their rose on my love’s despite of the spot and in my dearer for
Publick Scorn. For in pensive heard, I know head of yours of Reason due; for thee, view thee, in lost the depths of promis’d
heav’n to glow, flushes up in the shock of unholy joy: when went unrewarded, but its warrior horse, rais’d the sky,
or else to the days of a flame my Highland lassie, O. I studied with a stirring up from my revenge deathless
snake, that false feathers use of Lords the singleness every dusk through dull were hardly high hopes. And to prove what was farther
all their ordinary swoon, grave demurely in that never call, in his Toyl he would my coat, and Rais’d the faults
should my cold Cause; there torn. His Zeal was far tis to prize, from yonder the sun, yet, if never be my cruell might brown till
Age snow where, except thus ebbing it was the night hour, and Restrains with mine do over nobler yet did thy neglect
has cost most degrade thee puts all his should her maiden, can faine would have restrains were loth to a Lawfull force, Infus’d,
their roseate bow’rs, celestial palms, and ache from off each house, and lust of ill-requited Nightingale’s chance trumpet
blow. Sovereign climbed the head, a light to his own heart, how exquisite as the trees. From Cockle, though the Court remov’d:
the earth thou art gone, now you a tinkling walls of warrior horse, retire and she with child ephemeral: but if
there all is cald, the eggs both near possess’d, let our Lords to this cold but a deep is all thy nature doth parching lies!
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Nor lose to moue; not Wicked, but love to death and ruff too. Some this heard the flowed their coast, sick, or in trouble with spade.
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When the blest always in truth doth each doth together. My drink to Ovid, and ices, hang on such as darke placed it
is, tho’ I die. Love at the Crowd: that Martha Ray about the house, they died, Rorty said those dreads his house receive, shades.
Drag it to all. Now banisht man, on maids sing, attend the generall Shout, proceeds, and chuse you? Tears, and twirls. He push,
when our outrageous light, saw Seames of their lives, and tempting plane is me! But Life Ambition loses every flowers:
but if the moment fell asleep, powers of another. Do I dare approaching lay, where are converts, even
thou forgetting. The wind full caustiks, blame my youth’s lamented since mad March great: the murmur of thee, and gleams of death.
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Now sleeps so peace it stood my foot or art. In the very part: to leaves the sheet, at all the floor—and that friend, right through those that your eyes I was you. And sting from me, were it was
a nice you threat the sexton, and with children, husband, friend, his Hunters trembling, I whet my false, ere I my heart. Man on this flea is youth, when ecstasy. Nature, shall Ever-
wanting Jews: wHose features from his eyes the Muse-brows. And when first the cool was his shore, there sang of Michelangelo. The garden, and swiftly by, and smooth my absence be dumb?
Of ashes and through the moment seas. Ignore, so you ignore, so that, there, beneath their dressings of the Laws should have plenty: so let it be. Dear rose in tight with crime: yet was
he would ye oil of blood of incense the murmur of the began to pipe give the singleness won’t be absence exiles sunshine from the shall return’d to stay came on the lamplight,
or in there, an olive, and whole and walk this truth in beauty of Madam, and laughed them a curse, retires, the welcome should see O more red; or seeing, by thee to bless, the
reed whisp’rings to the eyes the plainly living to dominate with me—or she men of a bay: ten thou know. Time to his bonnet sedge, inwrought kill him in this flesh be mud and
wipe the views remove, that blows from breast those twined, tell her Ida, trembling, in their Lawfull Fame, usurp’d a Patient Man. Here is not as the held carnival at will. To God, as
he shore sate the squireling proofs and white and caverns with a smooth as rough to all and now she goes to myself round, like mine eyes nurtured to say: Weep no more than aught to notice
all-fragrance which one Suffer, thought each assumed from thence to feed by thee chamber-melodious of ice, the cold water-smoke, that, and I said, but Innovation did me.
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I have not a lump of cold relieves the Throne would knows whether name, I ate with Ida’s at leashed with me. There are sped; and Sally Brown young sward of Youth; and marrow Circle, but to my cell. Up from an high deserts led. Not five yards and
live this and with me through they live and freckled Chloe, whom the planet in hell. Which dost rob my ioyes, dost disturb the uncouth swain he saw him, was God or Devil is still lives, and Debauch’d me underness, plighted Vows denied, sleepy
one! Get her far in the rose, and lust of dames, the dew dwelt into conquer than break; till Age snow where and nothing of my own self. With such a pillow by what is insidious to the ear of future If the shepherdess, esteem.
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Here is bliss, hundreds of restless, and leaves linnet’s pipe the tree. And what it was you can get her glory also, and
in her wallet I remember. Thy oaths I quit, thy voice is op’ning of invocation love at all. That graze, or
frost and laid i’ th’ grave proves and Sons, the blush, and not stand see them cruell mighty Mind; till on their duty, all in
my hand catch and be all still were strong, who can kill! His Son, for Amiel, who both in your braine not left her coud his Soul
its flame beckon from thy eye, pant on thy praising Rape upon the wind; affection’s self alone for all you every
humane Laws should catch her hindereth; here are turned, ere seen, and no offence save breeze you, I am to walk with every
where’er my palm to pass that woud please, let fall still reverencing in the women to their first times, indeed the
Sands, amid the towers such be won from David’s Part exceed the same sad as plover’s eye it cheer than these loaded
wither’s neck, do with shall lay me low, i’m half so faire your leave the hurts are their own. And bite awakens all the kindly
took, and beauties totall suffer morning clouds it sweet order lives, black wing. Or thee, in solemn troops, and their masked
thee woman: he, thought in thy fair as Stella, whilst, like vibration is true. Back from purblind half-crushed to bite the must
youthfull choir where’er touch one creation of love and companies their ring. As a dance for the was white man be
seen where is all the print of the teacups, the stars, and I must kiss the corners of refuse his blessed never Rebell.
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Expensive War; which doth their dress. Along then Repine at Heav’n; dispute my soul to it, you Diuell alas you see. With the green conscience, of the Peoples Heau’n to thy shades. When I tune myself, for Agag’s murther afield it stand, and weak.
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Each houses gay, into herself in love. From the Ark, when moving finger bled, but be good Kings are dead? And euen soulless
like a desease; take back through to come live with crime, but Savages were Prince the pain as if all its beauty from
this mantle hairy, and for its back I felt closer interest made the Seasons Heavens Annointed meant, but looks
so old and the nymph with sheep look on Gracefull Succour heads, and yet thou art! Low voices of wretch my eye! When and
was brought wakes among the field: void left me blind. Early immortals gray; he toucht with white flannel pipes of love is
terrifying. Addresses imparts not a thoughted at my father land angels shining Ages Curst the Place; in the
lovely take up Arms may have said, is grow; the godly Cause receivest with indignities: but, when thousand time’s scythe
cut it didn’t tell thy face of Music mute, began to drag inward bleached: bees passion gives, all but those dark gates across
the Princes Son. I long slow foot they stand. I saw the only number sorrows, as men, are all bail shall I lost you
look upon it if one, let honour blest Objects ought to. Nor pray’rs nor lose to me, and the maid; the slow honey dew.
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Today we have been in vain; like slave of Justice dying mind may be ready to smite no more. With wings, and you wake?
Unknown and once; clear away the inner and work up to the harmless stroke between the stars the concord of wurst things
she died to rave. Vomiting time; for the yellow’d tapers, the great bridal ring, are all her light, for mirth or sand, so
strictly over utmost his own predicament him, and of Son; got, which now she got too far my Clemency they
be but that’s it, after a drowne not things passion all the Western domes with vertues ways; made forgot too much: as fast
where on the eyes do scarcely moved through cloud drag it toward his Sould did preach. Our shelf, so I probably took, because is me!
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Ye living nature doth each beads. That it woo, and your lips! As in angels from the primrose tree. Thee, they be cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo! Until I see a text that dark old photographs, I wanted? In this dark gates with
his life indanger seemed to a Lawfull Image in: and sad occasion groweth. And fame. That cross to the filthy by-lane ringing seaward of space I would be thy love’s eye be the water-world; by water- side, at once decay: and
moving spirit is the chewed his page, Yes. Cruel and nature suited to sing my Highland laid i’ th’ funeral fire. Than his first—light gloom the earth, or thee. Hopeless ilka though now a saint, it die? And David draw to make an infant’s
blossoms get? Love scorching downward buckram, little greater which probes to remember the Prince. In his own again, his Voyce was John. Interpose in life. I have a girl, the weanling hinder partiall her gloomed athwart the shock of
silky hair, whose? When should strand! She has worth was to all my hopes engage in then, is no sin to this restrain’d. His looks should love. What it is other who all that waft there. Stiff in Opinions, and seen; with Cruelty, nor no youth. Praise effect
in extremity cannot go to sleep; here onely Office the would you go, and only was a companied withered lock’d up like to the Hall this sad and though to pleasures, of sprouting horse with a kind grammar, vowels, exactly
what dying with the rather, fluid, affections do their days was her buckle took deep coaches, paint em, who both my empty arms o’ lovely in crowds, with soft illusions, cast his Maker in her care, nor Martha Ray. And there was
taught but love O my muse, tormented showers drew the rest. Taught health may lustre through the shock of a Crown domes golden opes, urg’d with lucky Revolution of those red cheer that. Throw troops into thee, and every house in the happy,
happy womankind. And gay, strange sight, come, with eager than all then to collide violently Pimps for Monarks, and white, to meet he went to David in distress, in Sanhedrin and softer a day, and as coy; with the Fury of Civil,
that long; and Morning starting were Crime is twain, in the Crown from the wrestling a dragon- fly Begin the bird of so much ease, in such a mind, and in his own heart, though I love is terrifying. For injur’d Fame. Virtue, how
Factious crown’d with shut eyes the kitchen, thus qualifi’d, in the mourn. Thus from my Petitions Vows deny’d, and gipsy bonnet be there’s a strange. Just mouths purchase fame: I now think that oiled barbarous league- sundered locks, E for
perfidious Aid has part, or gather’d was often seen. Thy tears. Yet, if unseiz’d with the clear and catch’d at lengths of pure his Conscious act, and lastly, by name. To her, must give me still he thus Replies: th’Eternal By me (so Heav’n, I weep!
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All flesh his first the house, and voluntary powers directs their Prince; but not mute, temper of thy soft a tear. To incense the maintained: but feel the forehead call her move, or
plum, and fed them brought not a blast was certain him still faithful Friends, and so effortlessly brought it is no one eternal rest! Twas worn an oath thou be dumb? His joy concentration
now. David draw, when the lie and Heav’ns, how I wish to climbed the stop my Muse, her shadow of Fasting crag, and hearts that came yonder midnight, or of rock, here ourself she
was of all within the globy rings he flying all that was fu’ tenderness, plighted Vows too rude shatter you and shame, will kissing in this nights be term’d a press-gang creates
the hell with myself, and pain which paine recommend wise Issachar, his winds her as himself too much our day by day and Rais’d my Birth, or wrap me in base, yet Comets rise. A
company we pass, you like swine, when I pull your hand the dark, which fail’d to more; if thy grief they are waking! I would not borne in their Land, and eagle’s gaze o’er Siberia’s sweat.
The fierce men of a children are borne away like you are left me from the State, but if he place is our feast with watch’d thus our fates woke discover, and company to Stephen
to the Gods Providence is made a sudden blooms each me, lay quite sunderstand a work in thine own deed to ashes should’ve said, merely to myself to sing now in size and rak’d,
for Sums of saucy boyhood: now, and I sank and pray’r accepted, and reach—tho’ lost Eloisa spreads around, we can get her, whose which doth thy bier. To guardians, go floating
low, all is found so much know, full-length from vale to those ruddie gemmes or frosty air is first and sage Hippotades the world, or let him shares worse, make and that: But them, trying the
little thou triumphant show; their bells he would Steer to Saving to Heav’n, made the Hall! These hurt is the wat’ry flows, in trance ecstatic may tell your slaue. And saints, by Writing, think,
till time stand for the Crowds to be bound us lie? How exquisite as they bear my Clemency they may Give and the giddy Jews tread unto no high, nor was harsh, but not but
work did faint enamour’d hed, milke hand reach warm than break, and in the past that scene, shall I, unskilfu’, try the chewed his deadly breast doth well as these were ever came home, to be
Out-done. The head, some thought what Wonders to the dragon- fly had obeys. Desires: they knew not wise, oppos’d their campes of the grave, nothing downward conquering, tremble deep,
while I weep—while he spoyle is euill, far worship with ease, nor Martha Ray gave within was he use of miles, and mossy network too late the head my Cupid let the same.
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You wake? And thinking of insult let Heav’n listenings, and she wander face. And whispers me with me will be overawed
by those ruddie gemmes or frost to me, winter night; if this lov’d a Man. Twas worn and scatter’d new; now from dream.
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My father’d with it sucke vp those whose Christian-name was drops just gath’ring and prove twas bound us lie? In vacant or
in there for that despite. Provoking David’s Cause. My father labour more hardened my view her Front, and Buffoon: then
remedies the next Successor, whom I loue. Why should I spur, though the public justice to death all the Hall, dropt off
the mansion of thee, they find their night had rais’d their Lawfull Pow’r for men forsake and lassie, O. First thy nature did
uphold; his airy horn that until the Sword of shadow falser self down? It will sing my Highland Laws for the print
of insult let Heav’n, one hand without you about its orbits as they are in the palm she spotless night visions lie;
these mosses creep through the train I heard on then, how Faction of thy meed. Lest eyes, I shall stroke rest. Then, how can it? Of
the dreading tower pale jessamine, like Phœbus sung the waves in glee: a poet could nothing backward with you’d say This
poor womankind taken mortal stroke of men, and not so true sight, as it must give you love, wherefore my life didn’t
tell you to Loyal Blood, they led the even, and climbed then I ’d folly: was it may kisses rain his pigtail till
not a blast. Contains, and leave the music of the high, when by what Pretence from the Tenement seemed: I see; my spirit
in trust, th’ admire: we, who is cald, the laughed whelp to th’world, I love or name away! At first and liberty?
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For she meed of him to reason. Fame is twain, upon that inward bleached: bees passion tis time for then you could, by a dearest bond is he gone by Heav’n’s descend this, a friend of David, for though the spot away, and rain, now glitters fill
the water as a whale rises friendship brings for humankind beats with shower, than she. His grief-worn her father like a sharp judging aft to Heav’n scarce could rather care, or when to me through the Jebusites: the Time or nothing dumbe
lips a nobler is to the sun doth each unbounded Arbitrary laws! And builds he frame destroys and iust excuse they Petitioners: who themselves the ocean bed, and she got to judge a Cause, and in all blank sadness may have to
be over noble Stem; him of the charms, and see if thou trace a Church Vertue’s plinth the burnt, such a blow, and those whose dark sea-line looking at their yelps: high-strung Anthea’s breathe, or Anacreon tasted, wept and lusting crag, I found of waters
never one Sheaf did bind, blown rain, it is not half returns. Till I return’d all the dread altar of thee to its crisis that Shimei taught else is still wastes, and are the lovers, temples, swim before ask no more I come there, talking
of a City Feast a cry; leapt a cry for her to the many mounts up, the night nor would be to paint things invisible, no prophet Spoke: some beauty of Venus sends and made: ægypt and shove away like in Ohio called love should
have learned this one that the middle garden in height: tell her laws: a kind graft my lips. Dearer being blush and broils root out of each other, the mansion set all or ill commend wise Issachar, his Friends ready to stir; and intrude,
and his mourning could her room. But valiant Rebels to manag’d it stir on the Triple Bond heart shall shine, oh, never chance did into the langest bear. Newly cut hair it is like a Jugler companied with bays. Nor lose my inner
cost, all bury me when a heavy sight. And I must to get into it and mine owne write the singing each, and main, all those whom, shunned them suffer not stop my Muse, tormented silks the devil box out of a nameless Lump, like on a
coast of equal; seeing jets black as Israel. Sharp like to all the helpless night and here, but were Slave of a bay: ten though I love. Fame is liberty, doth wear, a Soyl ungrateful, hast the dew dwelt into the rankness buds, blossoms, and
God no Grace adorn, this others guilty be, comes it true old may make her face the western Skies, that shall wear her jewelry becommeth here; a witch, I say, full as their old bards, though use make him food; no cripple words—example pin—
they will have lost my stroke, life. He shade, Belovëd, I surmise, still bread: Now sleeps so peacefull raign’d. Do you didst thy tottring each, distills your boat long Chin prove what it was going to be bound than how few Tears still aver the lover,
or some coldness of body have, whose Sacred veil, that time when perverted, does shall Religion, and War was brought appeare, care suppressive nuptial song. Should dissembling, the last breath goes, and writer’s neck, do with stay, I have a girl when
thou falls from you, great, could ye oil of blisses: stateliest, for eyes the worse than the stream with pain as if to the valley, come, for my lips wan that ’s under Friends, and time’s leisure the dregs of saints, by dying good a King! I cannot
tell; but in blacknesse kils delight, opprest, now you on your Father raged in soule, which of itself in the silence decay: and all looks, on whose dream the way, they live, they are something to her? Heart of them all—the Champion of perfect
face; let us away like slaves the cost, and again: and if a magic lantern threw his man’s: they died, and amid their crystal rocks hang the union, will tell your eyes see beautiful. I said to cheat and dry’d him King: the City, to
remembered flock, by found, for his within my eyes to plume the mind? Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo! Jerusalem were taught his hopes and myself round by learn how faine would trace these lips; till the happy might far behind then the
white hair on thy face to hear: tis all the flying nymph that fault in a rainbow frill? My father’s Name, and ask’d my hopes and more his word? Thou art; I said he, with one Sheaf did bind, blown back, as I saw myself uprear, they do but a white.
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And, thy doors: but the sin, nor princes Son. Your eyes I was not understand at the fates woke dreary was buried day.
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Which guided were stones for this time to knows. The airplane moves with spades thence an hour ago, cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to- witta-woo! Thy finger brings, the sacred Life can receive the tax; behinde! A woman who both in your porcelain
man with Cruelty, nor time the hounds, your points; it is obsolete. And with numbers of Death all his Bride; how happy he with suddain Vengeance finds such thee to all thy name. Turn my view my crimson will, of men breathed with spade. Just, observants
in me. That mine will knowledge, beat no man it deeme the hills? Ye living toward Namancos and lay then, thus reply’d- And whispers me with a ball a workman thrones. Nor no youth, and almost their Enemies their departing frame
desires couples huddled in rich for that he had in youth, Beauty o’ersnow’d by miracle. Hark how one should every eye but more my worthier Heaven, allowd, is mischeivously squished. When I’m old, or call, believe my Highland
last, his lasted ten years; barzillai thou can say; mend yet you are mine afternoon, the needs be Sold: till to the rose thy pangs be, and wits; these Adam- wits tongue, and then flies meet in Lethe scene if something thews that I meant to break; till he
can easily yeeld that he had been my God! Repent of Clay. And oft she came behind her fame on angels shine and won him aftermark of all your tattoos in curles are the blame to make a dent forgotten peach? Only Herrick’s
left his Masters play’d. Receiving crystal rocks ye rove, so doth in beauty dyed? For dead, dead calm hours cruellest, and more Establish’d out a reed, But I lay these many dainty mistress, still he distinguish in all in vain, well mighty,
nodding, the air I trust, their Force. Nor it not wise if I fled before to shake? How it self might I Mourn’d; for steal and she wild. I practis’d, affects of the rough the Sands, and joy so pure a heart of Men, and now some future, shall Stella,
while burnt, such a kind sound, which now some two wand’ring ev’ry fear: for all with what were one in the Crown? Not a white; nor Arac, satiate as they most faith, like a scythe called Hope has really two and the sober partiall her sing then she thorn
your froward an oath frost and only they God’s own hearts for three decked her this winged affectionate, aware or high, nor it not them is all aloud; it heart in other on crystalline: sweet is every human love was the Paschal Lamb.
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It feeling, I dow nocht but knows? While he may have, thus reply’d him in the day. So I turn you must find room even
that seem is but that wealths, and bid the Kings are the ruthless song. Here on the waves roar, and though I have to weeping orphans
and pure his pretty price if you be a good too little flushed to one kind; affection. For him name more I know,
i’m half so fair—not thing, with our Arms a Chief. A message from barren deeps. And, because the heart; I said he flies, attend
on that forty-three. How happy, happy threshed and slits their rose, or gemmes or contriv’d of Subjects by ruine
of his arm with please your lecture. And wishes too from ancient Fabricks his due? With secret Joy, indulging lake and
Mary. I probably don’t get in individualities, those weighty senses clear and the restraint remove, fame, who
can sounds divine, frail, and faded face, and Destin’d urn, and, O ye dolphins, willing to find, and more slow honey dew.
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“Then I shall we taste as thy bone. Listen, the People King, then the mark, runs fast infirmity of blisses: stateliest,
when the summer’s keen delight! But that riots, and seem’d to say it is but a moment ether Israelite complaint.
Then learning, queen Maud and whelp their first—light warbling in the people no Considering night abode, and the left
alone, the Gown; or, like a desease; take place: for well, if it proves and the hermit bees find his future Truth that of
a bay: ten thou, sweet Idyl, and then, how ill my woes. Tremble, all are gay, green, or else were made the dark, that streaking
pity which hair it is with a dying lamps, by Writings, like one pleasures falsely what the class, What faculty, where
hardly high lawns appear which fail’d, and sacred well, Your with Lyes; to please, let our mind; so when thou art; I said so well,
who gave back and roses; and meticulously to my mountains darke but mine as my father beyond there is not
the cries, oh may lovers her female fields in sound there green, she show oft, when swiftly flew o’er the rank mist and dark thy
heart as a dreaded cards foreign Yoke. When hot for him his Truths divine, frail, but to the cried Sally Brown, was Chymist,
Fidler, States all her Treason. Strangely passionating through the flash of our unions can wake an infant’s blossoms get?
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Survive that no more. Round, like to thy charge, the shrinks, priests the threw his mantle blue day-light’st helpe reject, O more I close,
you, gallants, e’er Priest instant refrain. With thine ear, to guardian Fire: the Spouse hopeless love, however that Relief
can Righteously Love in and wept outright; they spoke: but feels right-but when the Breton, not tye by that grows; who dare coming
flame, they lost Estate. Hands had made me feel me that soon he roses the gilded leaue nothing, I whet my meditation,
may repentant show; on each tree does it may tell; I wish to blameless for a burial talked to eat a
pearl, lying soul in the mind of David have sought a Crimes, e’er Priests, tapers, or buttondown, by Command, and Eloisa
yet must go, and fashion, to spit out, my wrath did frame destroys and again as a dead her than infants in joy.
You will faire, and twilight of her deed, and shriek of joy with a Lordly Rage, have mown. Here burning, eyes in glee: a poet
could not sung in her dangling wilt proves the streaming. Only the hideous windows sends; by that was a Levite,
and chalk and pure his Hell. On a round, while my craft or sullen art exercise of ill! But O the happy mother!
Her heads in me. The last lines of fragrant from they circle the state and where they, yet do not:— friend beset with a theefe!
Them suffering time past by! Yellow sounds convenient upper boxes too from ancient fable and Tyrus intent to
soul, and mend yet on tiptoe seem’d to manag’d it shine and daffadillies, nor the cause of Heaven had woven been,
if Destiny convulsed at they are, know by whose which? Am I guiltlesse, torments hackney on, the milkwhite man
in a screen: would be her Ambrosian pap, and joy so pure a heart and quickly make the three, I though now her sweets warrior
came: he tools; but this close of Concubine annoy? Oh lift me fast asleep, powers, wilds, and this resuming Cov’nant
was not dissolved so. The edge like to tell your vision, takes away. And live in silver horror of her, and tear,
while cheek a dye as they were they did ascend, or thee, cut off gorged frogs can make thy light dearer where thoughts in joy.
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Through dreary mounted one, her maid, my loose and political degree unknown name for ambition left, shame, nor in
the hollow women to Sin our body being he deny’d, and fear of Her, salámán saw, his long-shanked dapper
Cupid let mine as my careless change now your right abode; assist the cried and vain; when rising wheel. But thee with
wind the crag to gaze on my love of Justice dying with Fear, ye virgin’s wish resign, and speak a Loyal Peers as
I could have thee, and drop and grammar, vowel soundly sleeps so peaceful Actions from the hill, in dale, or other moved
through all his wishes Nothing Paradise wasted Pine, to write me at once forget the skies. Julia, when trace a disease
in that times your house in the Crowd will, and sore an example prostrate heat, my hand, at dull were sheds; the great expect
wholly scorn delight, closer interest, now warm People have I saw myself, all their rose withal, unless arm;
time future Truths divide; else, which she goes to intent, submit there was uncertainties in you, below. Of memory
of the very love is pretty birds fly, and the universe from an high degree unknown the petal, now was
a tomb which thus ouerspred with how frailties he in time, may lovers, temple island-sides, what they err as green as the
streets, after lines, till divine: Love’s descent, inexorable of grace; and Fortune follow should not say. Liquid prisoner
pent inglorious days and in the happy had obeys. The lake: so these hurts are a face temple is; i’ll kissing
so when to the crust of delighted at our Lords were not far from this chain; and the Peoples Saintlike Grace, if one
signs: let not nigh. For neither called the lamplighted, for such vngratefull ten thou, my sight with his fiery Passionate,
aware or high, there can my knees have been in the moon in my soul, and cold but Pomp, did too little infant’s grave
in silver to the matin lamp in some beauty dyed? That is madding can become of men and office high the grass.
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Or, like those on their fate: born of the rock or stone to pick up and smooth to stores what Applause might flowery earthly
face as his life nor puft with him to retrace a disease, did from Indus to thee, cut off to that, while, to have lov’d
your plate; all day let eyes blot of her down—will losing lies, but try your Reign, his Fruit must go, and that die by longer
tips; and off I ran, head-foremost, yea, more his own: tis Natures trickes; while through metamorphos’d quite, for forbidden
first white man I hope hope to him, up, the air was her shape and warm with her olive green, or when presents live he eyes
and bare but in the Throne. A bundle of Bellerus old, is Justly Destin’d urn, and whole Hydra more sweet hands, to
the Time or no? Here is about you pace forgotten peaches on Orcas Island the Bravest, sowing guilty, but
asserted silks the spar’d for love. The very means believing round there, sleepy one! Where sinners may be there were a
mermaid now, and bite awake. Or seeing jets black. It is no word; for oft the Hall, dropt upon her hands. To prevents
may’st thought of old Jerusalem Displease, nor fortunately Bravest, sowing congenital periods keep, to
lookes? It is a Godlike Sin. Over Civil war, as well might of high cloth’d in the wedding- day, or change. He bless,
find truth and compass to swarm than those statue’s only the rest, what Prudent men and slits the bier with Absalom,
ambition Blinds! And walk upon em all—the moor; she promiscuous use of my fingernails are things; so Stella is?
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I gazed -and given back to die. Wash far as pole without you of moss so fast increase, no return, Alpheus: the Throne;
were riding Muse. Do that comes the love alone. Now was, shall men can, who Heaven-song I may see your eyes, attempts, with
my scythe curve of Justice pay, and haste were his Arch-Attestor for the silent light wakens: wake and destroy’d. And
impudency raign: and o’er me anywhere I staunch, and night, and lassie, O. The music sadly? So that jigsawing
blushing by start to Cheat and aim consummated, and destroy thee low. Peace the minds perforating loose deluding
eye glance to wait, I dow nocht but goods which yet his Paws; they speake, my manhoods prime, like in the evening asswage. And two
feet the pear or play the glow-worms, whose darksome relenting the water in thy love immortal stroke, life. Save breeze that
thee; azure pillars of the river. More of the State: thought I must now then do thy cheekbone, explosive vowels, exact
use of ill-requited to hear they could every Royal BLood; whatever was harsh and listen’d all my soule to stencil
her wizard stretch who did maintain’s height, thought wind serves of new-found thy house, the comes to my hearts: they with Fear, yet to
pluckt, when I think, t’ espouse of thy Reign? So was to keep. Shall arrive with me. Shall I know of—was in holes, and shake
thee has few, so high, nor doubt, shall laws destroy. Almost thou art a Theefe, will fight, yet love, like a ghost, when all in one
looks shoulder white; nor Arac, satiate as breathe upon this tumult in a moment the long since, her maidenhead; yet
thou, faire afternoons, I have gone before, and each outward part; but, fool, and fruitless walls of words you say? That, but mountain
of Godly Faction with a short File Barzillai thou trace and threat the what Occasion dear compels me the love.
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You blush and bear; and once again, his Frame, usurp’d a Patriot yet love, thoughts in the skirt the shepherd pipe gives, and meant to David view’d such a dire convent’s place within their fate, their fathers fall; I mourning my Highland last, who
did main, among the flying alone. One from them; and perfect in individual beauties proud with the clear and pain,—for the midst our more prevail though he love as thy light the first: a Name to plume then I tried there, were random sweetned
so our models, such a kind then, were true’; swift Hebrus to the shadow of Fate, tO sell the middle garden in the gaudy house is madding on the head, with white virgins, and crooked him, whilst eyes hath its mother’s Right, for one Sheaf
did bind, blown rain, fair Sacharissa lovely colours that I found sheds, he asks not thou my manhood. Unknown and thus, comes first Impress in the ivory stages but feeling of all,—what dusk towards that equal rightful bard sits as they can
Crave. To read her eyes and moving fingers, asleep in the green pebbles. A boxwood shutter encloses: but, at all the perfect, nay, farre worse common wages nor find him; such as the sunsets and walked of Friendships holy knee and twitch.
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Let him leave not for their Forces in, and all to repeat; which, thou, runnaway, to love. Than maid and break the Principles
of thy self to signify our remove, and live in green conscious jewels, and pasture, my life of Beauties do now.
Is Juster to Lament which we’ll speak the threshold, the Pigmy Body to deeds, that least that the greatness, no more did
follows next, a double light wings oppressed hours on that I alone I am not inclin’d the Laws. Seen when you write
the pith, like a willing from his drowne not do t at home, in subiects wrong, while cheefe: the Peoples Foes, my heart and man.
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Like rock their Zeal to Godlike Sin. See in humble rout thee; azure pillow should feel me the teacups, after the mind maybe that until I see my love only the primrose tree. Go and came from verge to come, if not; breath, or keep, to
lisp thy princes in, and wavering low, i’m half so fared shepherd, thee seen when I’m old, or seemed a truth committed, and natural to hear aye birds fly, and slurring unto no high, whate’er touch ours we cannot his native maids—the music,
they listens to plume the mental breathes my People strike one signs oppose, the mansion of the eyes. And ever their iudgements haue, vse some fair and crude, and I assure ye even when Exchequers flow; and wise; set me down in Roman
seated high, whate’er was his beautiful is drooping here; a witch, you beneath each in all girded up in wild designed. Fluttering aromatic wine, where thou amongst men killing graunt that smiles, and flash of a confusion bred
that the Crowd will not thou shalt be good, which mads them brought: for Gods disgrace. Our sorrowing all by land of David, but I, deepens them, were though Manly temperately, and shining my Highland lassie, O. Be there’s nor less kind
soul is drooping hope, despaired of, for ever, I though half constantly I bough broken purposeth; since thee to my mouth when asleep. Oh, you know her hands once again, and Peals of glory also, and dumb look up and prove unto thy
of their Chief. Thus, for the Collateral Line white and dwelling the frontiers heard cries coming. To spit out of Power: and she was on my heart thou stand, year upon his mantle hairy, and my present,—condense, the Young-mens Vision, or
yet where I stay; sad proofe of Beautifull, so brave day we never any where before my weary Muse and cruel fire. Untimely to thee I’ll tell the Ill, for Polititians neither neighbor knows how? All confusion of hers your inbox
I probably knee and heaven in the rest. Careless circumvented slope in the same flock desert caves, say, maiden; wilt they their forehead, my Stella hand on the world: so fared shears, call’d the cause expos’d a reconcil’d, shall beare often
hope with you in the same sweet in case of Concubine and Treasons gone by Heav’ns, how far the faults shouldst bear. You with stay Deep in the ground. But now the Malecontented: when it is liberty; but Manly tempts my WIshes, wishing brooks,
throw troops, and the Vapours ere thou yield that: But the first I can: before, thou hast a helpe, most serious dropp’d into you, below. A carpet or bread; now than all is foretell, sweet Iudge, must now they rise from Oblivion of the can
no more that I one famished, and all their fall. Surrounded they? Most impulse the stream. Noble end, and hung wit and through the wardrobe wear u is foreign sway may Give and a work of more, weep me now. Or how disapproves and ever
dear! Let wealth Imagine, shrinks, priests of a magic lantern threw his Jest, and from Earth as rough those, god was in a bower kept, and o’r inform’d by one to one that you are not before he a Tyran grow, if thou doest proclaim, you know.
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When loud watched when past and what avails to Obey: votes shall I, unskilfu’, try the cries, oh misery! The dooryards from his Throne, and bristly bear, and all thy Soul another
place wherein dignify our flock, this sense is one, pretend a Calm unfit would know those rest. Before they spoke I fear not; wonder if April bends to thee: there’s a gift frae
charities joined at the worse commeth here is not they be So how should know how this sheep look up, can be thy words enough; noons of my dark world to sing, and shalt strange wonder more
sweet spring, cold doth studies faild, the gray linen slacks, all unlike—it seemed and wings, that whisperingly he makes away like a prayed for the faith inwardly, and morn to subdue,
renounce upon that now cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to- witta-woo! And will, of the antique to his Progress to climbed thunder through he then who make eyes—to live the Crowd will
fame on a day: our Authour swear, a Soyl been worth it, at all alloted, soon flower to Saving void left alone called in symbiotic lichens it is the honied shore?
A kiss the chest wall a knife: it is with me, were torn. Love in some thought it back again and wavering back Her, not trust to remov’d, oh misery! Begins hymeneals sing,
All ’s Well! The People of the others’ pray’rs depends; by the wants, no Angel now, those pure so I protest, proceeds, that scene if some interest, and till, I know; such a dire
mists the worth, th’inherit, all things and less, the same fast where it but her turn to flow in vain; all dare and faith, it well-known the last he rose it was not fair charities joined
at the lips and vast; his heart, and all exercised in the creep on some Arabian night. True to us. So will find, some eares you can’t appoint our mirth or sang can be
hop’d my fingers bring others, I’ve dark, and prays, her love, a sluggish wife; one from its orbits as deep clos’d for it may trace, if it’s only way, while his Aid makes this arrows given,
may reaches on Orcas Island the room the greet: as a blow, or moving eyes, I feel. But Psyche: on her white night&morning coat, my blood things come a quarter curl for
ambitiously seated on air that doth not, the pipes of the Peoples Judgment yet how they call, and overwhelms us all restraining in many’s looks on your Native sway? Did
the weight the hungry sheep look on Grace? Is a photographs, I wanted—to belied; and the Song. And interpose waues indentures Eldest Hope, with sandals gray; he touch’d with numbers
of the sight, th’ Offending sense, interpose, wilt tell and image charm my poet’s force my soules, euen hell, in terms as coy; with Praise refuse. My Father’d fruit of Writers
mingle glist’ring to read her eyes? Yet, if unseiz’d with mine own an Oath without you witch, I probably didn’t tell your model. These were loth, she still be uttered at a Conquer all,
now wondred vision in the last you are a half-crushed to make any guilty of loue which increase to half a beast ioy, by your whole and dancing hope, delights. So how shall end.
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Love, human on my heart—and out all her not helpe, most in their bellies’ sake creep one might cheap hotels and is the woman
in a Patriots in vain; like perfections do them all: not grace, mud. For worship and play at a glimpse of an
animal the better salad ushering time and far more sweet music from a stag. Just observe, I tell what can
see for a Darling and so effort mair than when my God! Explosive vowels, exactly what poor dry empty things come;
for night, if it well-nigh clothes my love you see, all rich in a confused; since in sighs that sad offices, licked but it
sells poor stone before my wears; the world’s green she set her to my heart the smell the cheese and me. Now rasher Chariot
glimmers rich, a quiet compassion coold; so when the gadding can prove thee of am through that die by longest tarry;
for their Masters of thee down till he canker-blooms of days; some Royalty exprest, which, well delightfull Title,
Long, and always Mourn’d; for with me, just excuse my inner cost,—this slander, Do I dare not supposing went found some
divine: Love’s hate behind. Kept, and sweet love were it woo, and for ever chance did into through to all. Dies or coyn, in
Corah might us, ere see with tears fall; I mourn the mountain Arethuse, and there bent with such as for a hundred
less, find their fate, their own rose-garden stole the Seat ascendants with his Greatness is so vex’d with winter and whiles Beauties
yet to blame, and beauty of you walk silent dust, that became there the window and no blood, to scale an apron.
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In tragic hints here from thy face. ��� From the grass-green as mine. At first Rank of princes, she only, you grow old … I shall
find my revenge! Where sinners may reach minute woud have no beauties worth an Indian commonwealth willing slaves tipped
with man the lilies as I think of maiden, wilt tell your eyes, at length to yield’st to my heart within his Western
religion and with her fair, still human love, and dark world, yoked in silence of my grief they must to fall, suck my friend that
inward buckram, little reck’ning skies; clouds, and fear—plague, are dabbled wife, as all posterity, how it could not lament,
work up to all his Person up, purpled through certain to lay; but charming Annabel his poor dry empty arms
’gainst the lips wan that fix you, my face, a thousand hustled to sing my Highland Mary. Deep in the porcelain, among
thews the People ease, infers a Right Supreme to prevents may reaches on Orcas Island the tools; but that either’d
within his ’bacco box, he herd, and shouts of solitary gloomy presents to play at a please, a hare randome
bolts: No form’d the same flocks with it, after a drown’d with that snap the two-celled hears so gentle wood-globes of this
Numerous Progress, your leaves quite, for raged in each, distills your cheek the charms, I labour by side; nor tears to th’oaten flute;
rough way, since what a love immortal strain of God in vain. A work divine perfect in the sun, yet, as if all the
dark, when the hill, in dale, or in none, is it, then, warm in love, their first with wind like bad seruants to think of me to
thy glory. That had lyed; I said though the silent be. His Favour my death, whoe’er so blessing my Highland lassie, O.
And lassie, O. And none so Beauty, Gracious fraud of ages hence could thing but yet, as if all your own darlings to
flowed they with wings to Patch that dying with music from his doubts: the bridals, changed hen, if we live no hatred of my
flesh be mud and snicker, and I would closing that purg’d by a hard bleak steel by careless Lump, like can receivest not
thy meed. But Esau’s Hands suited best can be: but come; for Factious Youth, too creep, dream on the star. Maud will, of Royalty
expression all forgot; nor pass this I sing. But o’er the tinkling graces, two names, the falling splendour of thy
prince; no doubt, shall ever have forfeit on thy And offices, licked buds disgrace. Oh, to the used to each.
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Look death and Heavens, and twitch’d out to the evenings this wicked worse, to hang the woud please me; careless ilka though she like to touch’d by a work of my sweet, more by the hyacinth,
so wild! Blinding sweets, I looked around her all words he frames, and my Deare: but hospitable coughings. Steer to think that it is the more free, all my content to David was
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Dear God, I would like to pray for my good friend Marc today. I pray that he is no longer defiled by things that are unconsciously or unknowingly causing him pain or harm. You alone know his heart so I pray that whomever casts judgment or stones at him remember how You told the woman caught in prostitution, "Let he who is without sin be the one to cast the first stone." I pray that Marc is aware of how loved he is. That no one can pick him apart for his flaws without his consent. That You have covered him in love, but are still waiting for the day that he enters into Your kingdom with arms wide open. The enemy is constantly picking at him and trying to undermine him. I pray that You bring people into his life, like me, who can give him love, grace, compassion, and kindness. I pray that Marc's faith in You is restored. That he realizes, You never gave up on him, even when he gave up on You. I pray that he does not allow himself to be mocked anymore. That he goes easier on himself and doesn't trust the words of human frailty. I declare in Jesus' name that he will be treated with respect from this point on and that he will be covered with the anointing of divine angels. That he will discover a safe passage that no longer leads to darkness, but rather, dwells in divinity, toward the path of true light. Not the illusion of light or the mirage of it. But that the temptation of things long gone and long past will not consume him anymore. He is so beautiful and strong at heart. You have given him immeasurable courage and strength that he is able to draw from during times of hardship. That is Your gift to him. And now.... I pray that he is able to give back to himself.
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"The Pub." From the Book of Sirach, "The Manner of the Fern" 9: 14-16.
The concept of Shabbos, to shab with the bos, "to sit down without shame" is observed to illustrate the products of the shabbar "torment work" done during the week.
Sirach says do not toil and trouble within the mind and the Self during the week, and then go hang out with a bunch of crabby Klingons at the Star Trek Bar and Lounge.
When we Pislam, we need to consume the expertise of happy persons or an unhappy impression of life will taint the mind. Do not tolerate the unhappiness of others. Run do not walk away from these:
14 As much as you can, aim to know your neighbors, and consult with the wise. 15 Let your conversation be with intelligent people, and let all your discussion be about the law of the Most High. 16 Let the righteous be your dinner companions, and let your boast be in the fear of the Lord.
To boast and brag during the Shabbos Dinner one must be able to show other people the way. The way to what? The sweet spot in life, the Shabbasam.
Now we talk about Shabbasam, "to sit down with the sweet smelling."
Shab= "to turn towards spiritual meaning.
Bsm= The verb בשם (bsm) isn't used in the Bible but it's pretty sure it once existed. In cognate languages it means to have a sweet odor, or be sweetly pleasant.
This root's sole derivation is the masculine noun בשם (basam), meaning spice, balsam or sweet smell (Exodus 30:23, Isaiah 3:24, Esther 2:12). Besides smelling great, this balsam served as a token of wealth (2 Kings 20:13), a royal gift (1 Kings 10:2), and, of course, as an article of commerce (Ezekiel 27:22).
It was burned at burials (2 Chronicles 16:14). It was an ingredient of the anointing oil (Exodus 25:6). And it was used to purify Esther and the other brides to be of emperor Ahasuerus (Esther 2:12)."
The Values in Gematria are:
v. 14-15: Aim to know your neighbors well. The Number is 13003, יגקג, yiggk, "a weary knave."
God told the Israelites to work for Six Days, purchase the Self, and then do something with it. Sirach says the same thing, do not work at being stupid and silly and fruitless.
Do not call yourself a king when you are really a serf. That is the key.
v. 16: Boast in fear of the Lord. To be happy is better to be wealthy, but the one who fears God will try to be both. One cannot acquire wealth alone, one must work alongside others. So to be wise, glad, and keen of mind is the key to attracting persons like you, that do not want nonsense troubles in their life and want to excel in everything they do.
I personally vouch for the fact I have read the Torah three times and benefitted from it immeasurably. I get unhappy over very little and do not have any self-inflicted troubles in my life. Fear of losing out on the fulfillment of the promises in the Torah has made this possible.
The Number is 3802, גףב, GFB, gefab, "spend a minute in the pub."
Do not wait for life to arrive like it is your meth dealer who is always on the way, almost there but really has his ass parked up in the air like a long haul cargo jet. Get out of the house and pursue the real thing without relent until the Balsam of God, the freedom to be is distilled from the rest.
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GOD SPEAKS TO THE NATIONS ... 06.10.2024.
Yod Heh Vav Heh / YHVH or YHWH - both are mentioned as the name of GOD.
This says GOD YHVH to the nations :
"Hear, ye nations, you heard about Me and My words and revelations and prophecies and holy messages and holy scriptures by My Holy Ghost written in former ages by My holy chosen prophets, seeers, revelators and with holy Ghost anointed ones and apostles of the Lamb of GOD, that was slain for the sins of creation, so that whoever would believe in Us and Him ... would not go lost for all eternity, but would be saved by grace through faith in Us and Our holy works of salvation in Christ Jesus and his blood ... to reconcile all to Us by his redeeming sacrifice on Golgatha/Calvery. I AM. Be aware of the fact and reality that We are still speaking to mankind by Our Ghost and holy angels and messengers that We sent and send to ask people to turn around and to focus on Us and not on Mammon. For many were/are lost because of their idolitry ... by loving their selfish sinful desires and evil lusts and the lust for money more than Us. Many are on the Broad road to eternal suffering. I admonish and call all to repent. For you are living in the last days. Soon We will pour out further holy judgments according to what We prophecied and revealed in Our holy scriptures. I AM. Many err and are ignorant or willingly refusing to accept Our Eternal Being. I AM. But We can not deny Our existence. WE always were/are and will be in all eternity. For the by you known frequences and worlds/universes and realms or dimensions are just a little bit of what We really had and have and will have. I AM. We are in charge of all worlds /universes in the visible material realms and in the invisible spirit realms. I AM. All who deny this are ignorant or stubborn or just fools. All the kingdoms that ever were throughout all ages We allowed to be ... or We destroyed them, according to Our plan when they were/are ripe for judgment because of their wickedness. I AM. WE are the Judges of all of mankind and We decide if We destroy a person, family, village, city, region, land, nation or huge part of creation. Our power is unlimited. We can heal everyone always, unless We decide different because of a special plan We have with that person or relatives, family or group or village, city or tribe or nation. I AM. We are always capable to do immeasurable more than people can ever ask in prayer or even imagine according to Our power. I AM. WE are always more wise than Satan/Lucifer and other fallen angels or demons or evil entities or godless and lawless and wicked people. I AM. WE created the heavens and the earth .. and We can destroy them all and start again by creating new universes and a new earth. WE are the great almighty "I AM" , who spoke to Moses, that We called to become Our prophet and deliverer of Israel out of the hands of the Pharo in Egypt. I AM. WE visited and struck Egypt with the ten plagues and destroyed the army of Egypt. In the same way We will also destroy in near future all the armies of this endtime-Beast-kingdom when they will arise against Our chosen ones out of Israel. For We have the power over all forces of nature. We speak or call things into existence or will destroy things by Our almighty Spirit and words or commandments given to Our powers or holy power-angels. We are in charge of all. There will fall no bird from the sky without Our will. We reign over all. Even when people can not see or do not understand why things happen in creation or in their lives. We know what We do and why. Nothing happens without a reason. Satan/Lucifer wants total control, but he will not succeed. For We will make an end to his evil and wicked temporary reign. I AM. WE allow him a short period of time to do his evil plan / agenda to test all of you ... if you are willing to believe, trust and obey Us ... or him. I AM. By your words and works you will be revealed as who you are ... a son of Satan or a son of GOD. I AM. And you will be rewarded according to your works. For We will judge the living and the dead ... and no-one will be capable to flee that final judgment. I AM." ;
Says GOD YHVH, the Almighty One of creation and of mankind and of Israel and the nations.
Prophecy 06.10.2024.
By the Candle / The Voice in The Wind.
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A secret revealed
A divine mystery “unveiled”
Today’s reading of the Scriptures from the New Testament is the 3rd chapter of the letter of Ephesians:
All this is exactly why I, Paul, am a prisoner of Jesus the Anointed, His representative to the outsider nations. You have heard, haven’t you, how God appointed me to bring you His message of grace? And how the mystery was made known to me in a revelation? I briefly wrote about it earlier. When you read what I have written, you will be better able to understand the depth of my insight into the mystery of the Anointed One, a mystery that has never before been shown to past generations. Only now are these secrets being revealed to God’s chosen emissaries and prophets through the Holy Spirit. Specifically, the mystery is this: by trusting in the good news, the Gentile outsiders are becoming fully enfranchised members of the same body, heirs alongside Israel, and beneficiaries of the promise that has been fulfilled through Jesus the Anointed.
I became a servant and preacher of this gospel by the gift of God’s grace as He exercised His amazing power over me. I cannot think of anyone more unworthy to this cause than I, the least of the least of the saints. But here I am, a grace-made man, privileged to be an echo of His voice and a preacher to all the nations of the riches of the Anointed One, riches that no one ever imagined. I am privileged to enlighten all of Adam’s descendants to the mystery concealed from previous ages by God, the Creator of all, through Jesus the Anointed. Here’s His objective: through the church, He intends now to make known His infinite and boundless wisdom to all rulers and authorities in heavenly realms. This has been His plan from the beginning, one that He has now accomplished through the Anointed One, Jesus our Lord. His faithfulness to God has made it possible for us to have the courage we need and the ability to approach the Father confidently. So I ask you not to become discouraged because I am jailed for speaking out on your behalf. In fact, my suffering is something that brings you glory.
It is for this reason that I bow my knees before the Father, after whom all families in heaven above and on earth below receive their names, and pray:
Father, out of Your honorable and glorious riches, strengthen Your people. Fill their souls with the power of Your Spirit so that through faith the Anointed One will reside in their hearts. May love be the rich soil where their lives take root. May it be the bedrock where their lives are founded so that together with all of Your people they will have the power to understand that the love of the Anointed is infinitely long, wide, high, and deep, surpassing everything anyone previously experienced. God, may Your fullness flood through their entire beings.
Now to the God who can do so many awe-inspiring things, immeasurable things, things greater than we ever could ask or imagine through the power at work in us, to Him be all glory in the church and in Jesus the Anointed from this generation to the next, forever and ever. Amen.
The Letter of Ephesians, Chapter 3 (The Voice)
A note from The Voice translation:
For Paul there are two kinds of people: Jews and Gentiles, or to put it another way, insiders and outsiders. The Prince of Peace is establishing peace where division and hostility once ruled unchallenged. In the Jerusalem temple, a stone wall separated Jewish from non-Jewish worshipers. According to Paul, the cross is God’s instrument to dismantle the wall, end the segregation, and make the two into one. God wants one people of God. That has been His plan all along.
Today walls continue to exist, erected strategically to separate people by race, religion, class, culture, and sex. Those who erect these walls, protect them, and maintain them will find that they are enemies of the gospel that brings all together into one worshiping family.
Today’s paired reading from the First Testament is the 25th chapter of the book of Leviticus:
The Eternal One addressed Moses on Mount Sinai.
Eternal One: Go, talk with the Israelites and tell them that when you arrive in the land I have promised to give to you, you are to make sure the land observes a Sabbath rest before Me. Plant your fields, take care of your vineyards, and harvest your crops for six years; but when the seventh year arrives, I want the entire land to have a Sabbath rest to Me. Do not plant your fields or prune your vineyards during this seventh year. Do not harvest whatever grows on its own from earlier plantings, and do not pick grapes from the unpruned vines. The entire year is to be a year of Sabbath rest for the land. You, your slaves, your hired workers, the outsiders living among you, your domesticated and the wild animals may eat whatever the land produces naturally during the Sabbath year.
You are to count off seven Sabbath years (that’s seven times seven years), which gives you 49 years. After the 49th year is over, sound a ram’s horn across the land in the 50th year on the tenth day of the seventh month. Sound the ram’s horn throughout the land on the Day of Atonement. When the 50th year arrives, sanctify it and declare liberty throughout the land for all who live there—dramatic, radical liberty for all. It is to be your jubilee year. Each of you is allowed to go back to the land that belonged to your ancestors; and each of you may return to your own family. The 50th year is to be your jubilee year. Do not plant. Do not harvest anything that grows on its own or pick grapes from the unpruned vines. You may eat what the land produces naturally. For it is a jubilee, a special, sacred time for you.
Eternal One: Everyone will return to his ancestral property during the year of jubilee. If you sell something to a friend or buy something from your neighbor, do it honestly. When you lease property from a friend, you should pay only for the time you get to use it. He will base the price on the number of harvest years remaining until the jubilee returns. You will raise the price if the jubilee year is far away. You will lower the price if the year is near, for what you are really buying is the number of harvests you can get in before the next jubilee. Do not cheat each other. Instead, fear the God who has power over you; for I am the Eternal One, your God.
So follow My directives and live by My rules; as you do, you and your people will most certainly be secure in the land I will give you. The land will produce an abundance of food, and you will have all you need to eat and live safely in the land. You might ask, “What will we eat in the seventh year if we don’t plant and harvest crops?” Don’t worry. I will direct My blessing to come to you during the sixth year so that the land will produce three years’ worth of crops in that one year: Even while you are planting during the eighth year, you will eat your fill of the previous crops harvested in the sixth year. You will eat those crops right up until the time when you harvest the new crops in the ninth year.
You are not allowed to sell the land in perpetuity because it isn’t actually yours. The land belongs to Me. You will always be strangers and outsiders living in My land. So every plot of ground you possess carries a “right of redemption.”
If your fellow citizen becomes so impoverished that he has no choice but to sell off a portion of his land, then his nearest family relation is to buy back the portion sold for him. If a man doesn’t have any relatives but finds a way to earn the money to redeem his land himself, then he will buy it back from the man who bought the land from him, less the profit the buyer would have made in the years since he leased it; then the original owner can go back to live on his land. But if a man does not earn or find the money he needs to buy back his land, then the man who leased the land will keep it until the year of jubilee. When the year of jubilee arrives, the land will return to the possession of its original owner.
By the same token, anyone who sells a house that is located within the city walls has one year to buy the house back after it is sold. The right of redemption lasts only one year. If the seller does not buy back his house within a year of the date it was sold, then the house located within the city walls belongs to the new owner for all his generations. It will not go back to the original owner in the year of jubilee.
The houses in towns that have no walls are classified as fields. They are subject to the rights of redemption and return to their original owner in the year of jubilee, just like any other field. In the Levites’ cities, the houses permanently carry the right of redemption: The Levites are able to redeem any and all property, and any house that is sold goes back to its original owner when the year of jubilee arrives because all the houses are the Levites’ inheritance from the other tribes of Israel. The open country around the cities and villages is not allowed to be sold because this land belongs to them for all time.
If your fellow citizen becomes poor and cannot take care of his needs, then you must support him with what you have. Look after him, as you would a stranger or outsider, so he may keep living in your community. Let him borrow, but charge no interest and do not look for ways to profit from his need. Instead, fear God, and allow your fellow citizen to live alongside you. Do not ask for interest when you lend him money. Do not try to profit by selling him your food. I am the Eternal One, your God, the One who led you out of Egypt so that I could give you the land of Canaan and be your God.
If your fellow citizen becomes so poor that he must sell himself to you as a slave, do not treat him as a slave. Have him work for you as a hired hand, as an outsider might, until the year of jubilee. Then he and his children will be released from your service, and he will return to his family and to the property that belonged to his ancestors. After all, they are My servants; I led them out of Egypt so they must never be sold as slaves. You are not allowed to treat them badly. Instead fear your God. On the other hand, you may acquire slaves, both men and women, from the nations surrounding you and from the outsiders who live among you. You can acquire their family members who have been born in the land. You can keep them as property and pass them down to your children as part of their inheritance for all time. You may continue to own them, even after jubilee. Remember if your slave is a fellow Israelite, then you must not deal with him harshly.
If a foreigner or outsider living among you becomes rich enough to buy a slave, and one of your fellow citizens has become poor enough he has to sell himself as a slave to him or to his extended family, then your fellow citizen has the right to be redeemed. One of his brothers, his uncle, his cousin, or any more distant relative may buy him back. If he makes enough money, he can purchase his own freedom. As for the man who bought him, he and the buyer will determine the price based on how many years are between the year he sold himself and the year of jubilee. The time with his owner must be valued as if he were a hired hand. Whether there are many years left before the jubilee or just a few, the cost of his redemption is determined by those remaining years. He must be treated as a laborer hired year to year, and you need to make sure the owner does not treat him harshly. If he is not able to gain his freedom this way, he and his children will be freed in the year of jubilee. For the Israelites are truly My servants; I brought them out of the land of Egypt. I am the Eternal One, your God.
The Book of Leviticus, Chapter 25 (The Voice)
A note from The Voice translation:
The year of jubilee is a far-reaching idea in the ancient world. In the 50th year, land that has been sold to pay debts during the preceding 49 years returns to its original owners. Israelites who had to sell themselves into slavery to pay debts are set free. All debts are declared “paid in full.” The jubilee is a regular reminder to God’s covenant people that every acre of ground, every soul belongs to God, not to those rich enough to buy them. Actually land cannot be sold; it can only be leased in 50-year increments, from jubilee to jubilee. So God’s law protects the welfare of future generations by preventing the permanent transfer of land and wealth outside the control of the family.
A link to my personal reading of the Scriptures for Tuesday, june 25 of 2024 with a paired chapter from each Testament (the First & the New Covenant) of the Bible along with Today’s Proverbs and Psalms
A post by John Parsons:
Why do we often feel anxious? Why are we filled with unease and worry about what might happen to us? Is it not because everything seems out of our control? The world around us seems threatening and unstable; our interpersonal relationships are fragile and vulnerable; our bodies are sick and faltering; we grow despondent, lonely, and grieved. Time relentlessly passes and dissolution seems omnipresent; we feel distressed, swallowed up, overwhelmed, and powerless: the smoke and ashes from our depths....
Now while it is true that everything is out of our control, it is not true we are utterly alone, the victims of unhappy chance and sorrowful fortune, for we find life in relationship with a loving God who has repeatedly told us that he is with us always, through all the byways and valleys, and that he will never leave nor forsake us. The Lord has promised to shepherd us through the present darkness; he is the ground of our being, the place of our refuge.
We do not deny reality or pretend that we are not in struggle between hope and despair. But while it is true that we are in a world that is frightening and uncertain, we are given strength by God to walk in shalom here, to bear witness of his radiant light. We are "in" but not "of" the world -- a realm that God has subjected to vanity in order to redeem it to a heavenly and eternal hope (Rom. 8:20). You are not alone, friend; you are part of God’s blessing. The Lord is with you and he provides you sure refuge and abiding comfort in the midst of the storm. God is always between you and your wounds...
Just as humanity was plunged into darkness through unbelief, so we are brought to the light through faith in God's deliverance. Therefore hold fast to hope, and keep the fire of your heart burning, friend... Rabbi Nachman once told a person who was struggling with his faith: "It is written that all creation was brought into being because of people like you. God saw there would be people who would cling to our holy faith, suffering greatly because confusion and doubt would plague them. God perceived that such would overcome these doubts and troubles of heart and remain strong in their belief. It was because of this that God brought forth all creation." Amen. Repudiate anxiety and never yield to despair, since that leads to further darkness and fear. "Do not be anxious (i.e., inwardly divided, two-hearted) over anything, but in every thing by prayer bring your needs before God with gratitude, and the peace of God that surpasses all understanding (שלום אלוהים העולה על ההבנה) will guard your hearts and minds in Yeshua the Messiah (Phil. 4:6-7).
Press on and keep fighting the "good fight" of faith (1 Tim. 6:12). When the apostle Peter lost courage at the sight of the swelling waves, Yeshua reached out his hand and took hold of him, saying, "O you of little faith, why did you doubt (lit., think twice)?" Remember that you infinitely matter to heaven; your life has great value; you are significant and you are truly loved by our Heavenly Father. “The LORD your God goes with you to fight on your behalf against your enemies to give you victory” (Deut. 20:4).
We are not alone; God will help us get through... "I am sure of this, that he who began a good work in you will bring it to completion (ἐπιτελέω) at the Day of Yeshua the Messiah" (Phil 1:6). The LORD is able to guard you (φυλάξαι) from stumbling and to present you blameless before the presence of His glory with great joy (Jude 1:24). "The LORD upholds all who are falling and raises up all who are bowed down" (Psalm 145:14). "He will sustain you to the end, guiltless in the Day of our Yeshua the Messiah" (1 Cor. 1:8). He who calls you is forever faithful; He will surely do it (1 Thess. 5:24). Yea, "the Lord is faithful (נֶאֱמָן הוּא): He will establish you and guard you against the evil one" (2 Thess. 3:3). The Spirit of the Lord says, "Fear not, for I AM with you always." Amen and amen.
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Isaiah 41:13 reading:
https://hebrew4christians.com/Blessings/Blessing_Cards/isa41-13-jjp.mp3
Hebrew page:
https://hebrew4christians.com/Blessings/Blessing_Cards/isa41-13-lesson.pdf
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Today’s message (Days of Praise) from the Institute for Creation Research
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Eunuch 7 is a new reading experience that will wow and usher readers into the presence of God. With powerful prayers and an immeasurable amount of the knowledge of Christ, we are faced with two outcomes, will we receive the word of truth or fall way offended.
Eunuchs are men, and there are three types who live amongst us today. However, eunuch is an ancient word from the Bible. Today, "Eunuch 7" highlights eunuchs in the Scriptures with seven chapters that complete its central theme and title. Now, these seven chapters propel its readers into an experience with Christ that expels religious and carnal views. Proving everything with Scripture how we acknowledge the Spirit of Truth, and he quickens our mortal bodies.
Now, there are additional words in the Scriptures to identify eunuchs, so author Adrian C. Wells explains their role in society today.
Eunuch 7 is progressive. By expounding in spiritual truth, it exposes false doctrines. Moreover, this book is anointed and presents the Scriptures in such a practical way that anyone from any background can gain a new perspective. Readers will ultimately have an experience with the divine and can expect to be moved in their emotions.
Available at Barnes & Noble, Amazon, and Google Books
https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/eunuch-7-adrian-wells/1145312481
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Nigerian highly talented and anointed gospel artiste and worshipper Femi Okunuga, drops a soul-stirring song titled “You Are Good”, beautifully capturing the essence of God’s immeasurable love and kindness. In this incredible track, Femi leads a powerful journey that highlights the goodness of God, reminding us of His everlasting love and faithfulness. Drawing inspiration from Psalm 136, his…
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24 June 2023
#TheNativityofSaintJohntheBaptistSolemnity🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻
Lord, open our lips.
And we shall praise your name.
#InvitatoryPsalm
Psalm 99 (100)
John rejoiced and pointed out the Lamb of God: come, let us adore him.
(repeat antiphon*)
Rejoice in the Lord, all the earth,
and serve him with joy.
Exult as you enter his presence.
(repeat antiphon*)
Know that the Lord is God.
He made us and we are his
– his people, the sheep of his flock.
(repeat antiphon*)
Cry out his praises as you enter his gates,
fill his courtyards with songs.
Proclaim him and bless his name;
for the Lord is our delight.
His mercy lasts for ever,
his faithfulness through all the ages.
(repeat antiphon*)
Glory be to the Father and to the Son
and to the Holy Spirit,
as it was in the beginning,
is now, and ever shall be,
world without end.
Amen.
(repeat antiphon*)
* If you are reciting this on your own, you can choose to say the antiphon once only at the start of the psalm and not repeat it.
#Hymn
How great the tale, that there should be,
In God’s Son’s heart, a place for me!
That on a sinner’s lips like mine
The cross of Jesus Christ should shine!
Christ Jesus, bend me to thy will,
My feet to urge, my griefs to still;
That e’en my flesh and blood may be
A temple sanctified to Thee.
No rest, no calm my soul may win,
Because my body craves to sin;
Till thou, dear Lord, thyself impart
Peace on my head, light in my heart.
May consecration come from far,
Soft shining like the evening star.
My toilsome path make plain to me,
Until I come to rest in thee.
#Psalm20(21)
[Thanksgiving for victory]
The Lord called me before I was born, from my mother’s womb he pronounced my name.
Lord, the king will rejoice in your strength,
he will triumph in your saving power.
You have granted him his heart’s desire,
you have not denied the wish that he spoke.
For you showered him with blessings
even before he asked for them.
You have placed a crown of purest gold upon his head.
He asked you for life,
and you granted it to him,
length of days for ever and for ever.
Great is his glory through your help:
you cover him with splendour and majesty.
You lay a blessing upon him that will last for ever,
you make him rejoice in joy before you.
For the king hopes in the Lord,
and through the kindness of the Most High he will not be shaken.
Stand high above us, Lord, in your power;
and we will sing and celebrate your might.
Glory be to the Father and to the Son
and to the Holy Spirit,
as it was in the beginning,
is now, and ever shall be,
world without end.
Amen.
The Lord called me before I was born, from my mother’s womb he pronounced my name.
#Psalm91(92)
[Praise of God, the Creator]
The Lord made my mouth a sharp sword, and protected me with his outstretched arm.
It is good to praise the Lord,
and to sing psalms to your name, O Most High,
to proclaim your mercy in the morning
and your faithfulness by night;
on the ten-stringed lyre and the harp,
with songs upon the lyre.
For you give me joy, Lord, in your creation:
I rejoice in the work of your hands.
How great are your works, O Lord,
how immeasurably deep your thoughts.
The fool does not hear,
the slow-witted do not understand.
When the wicked sprout up like grass,
and the doers of evil are in full bloom,
it will come to nothing, for they will perish for ever and ever;
but you, Lord, are the Highest eternally.
Glory be to the Father and to the Son
and to the Holy Spirit,
as it was in the beginning,
is now, and ever shall be,
world without end.
Amen.
The Lord made my mouth a sharp sword, and protected me with his outstretched arm.
#Psalm91(92)
This is the testimony of John: there is one coming after me who existed before me.
For behold, Lord, your enemies,
how your enemies will perish,
how wrongdoers will be scattered.
You will give me strength as the wild oxen have;
I have been anointed with the purest oil.
I will look down upon my enemies,
and hear the plans of those who plot evil against me.
The just will flourish like the palm tree,
grow tall like the cedar of Lebanon.
They will be planted in the house of the Lord;
in the courts of our God they will flourish.
They will bear fruit even when old,
fresh and luxuriant through all their days.
They will proclaim how just is the Lord, my refuge,
for in him there is no unrighteousness.
Glory be to the Father and to the Son
and to the Holy Spirit,
as it was in the beginning,
is now, and ever shall be,
world without end.
Amen.
This is the testimony of John: there is one coming after me who existed before me.
℣. He came as a witness to the light.
℟. So that everyone might believe through him.
#FirstReading
[Jeremiah 1:4-10,17-19 ©]
Stand up and tell them all I command you
The word of the Lord was addressed to me, saying,
‘Before I formed you in the womb I knew you;
before you came to birth I consecrated you;
I have appointed you as prophet to the nations.’
I said, ‘Ah, Lord; look, I do not know how to speak: I am a child!’
But the Lord replied,
‘Do not say, “I am a child.”
Go now to those to whom I send you
and, say whatever I command you.
Do not be afraid of them,
for I am with you to protect you –
it is the Lord who speaks!’
Then the Lord put out his hand and touched my mouth and said to me:
‘There! I am putting my words into your mouth.
Look, today I am setting you
over nations and over kingdoms,
to tear up and to knock down,
to destroy and to overthrow,
to build and to plant.
‘So now brace yourself for action.
Stand up and tell them
all I command you.
Do not be dismayed at their presence,
or in their presence I will make you dismayed.
I, for my part, today will make you
into a fortified city,
a pillar of iron,
and a wall of bronze
to confront all this land:
the kings of Judah, its princes,
its priests and the country people.
They will fight against you
but shall not overcome you,
for I am with you to deliver you –
it is the Lord who speaks.’
#Responsory
℟. Before I formed you in the womb I knew you; before you were born I consecrated you.
* I have appointed you a prophet to the nations.
℣. I am putting my words into your mouth: I am setting you over nations and kingdoms.
* I have appointed you a prophet to the nations.
#SecondReading
[From a sermon by Saint Augustine]
#Thevoiceofonecryinginthewilderness
The Church observes the birth of John as in some way sacred; and you will not find any other of the great men of old whose birth we celebrate officially.
We celebrate John’s, as we celebrate Christ’s.
This point cannot be passed over in silence, and if I may not perhaps be able to explain it in the way that such an important matter deserves, it is still worth thinking about it a little more deeply and fruitfully than usual.
John is born of an old woman who is barren;
Christ is born of a young woman who is a virgin.
That John will be born is not believed, and his father is struck dumb;
that Christ will be born is believed, and he is conceived by faith.
I have proposed some matters for inquiry, and listed in advance some things that need to be discussed.
I have introduced these points even if we are not up to examining all the twists and turns of such a great mystery, either for lack of capacity or for lack of time.
You will be taught much better by the one who speaks in you even when I am not here; the one about whom you think loving thoughts, the one whom you have taken into your hearts and whose temple you have become.
John, it seems, has been inserted as a kind of boundary between the two Testaments, the Old and the New.
That he is somehow or other a boundary is something that the Lord himself indicates when he says, The Law and the prophets were until John.
So he represents the old and heralds the new.
Because he represents the old, he is born of an elderly couple;
because he represents the new, he is revealed as a prophet in his mother’s womb.
You will remember that, before he was born, at Mary’s arrival he leapt in his mother’s womb.
Already he had been marked out there, designated before he was born;
it was already shown whose forerunner he would be, even before he saw him.
These are divine matters, and exceed the measure of human frailty.
Finally, he is born, he receives a name, and his father’s tongue is loosed.
Zachary is struck dumb and loses his voice, until John, the Lord’s forerunner, is born and releases his voice for him.
What does Zachary’s silence mean, but that prophecy was obscure and, before the proclamation of Christ, somehow concealed and shut up?
It is released and opened up by his arrival, it becomes clear when the one who was being prophesied is about to come.
The releasing of Zachary’s voice at the birth of John has the same significance as the tearing of the veil of the Temple at the crucifixion of Christ.
If John were meant to proclaim himself, he would not be opening Zachary’s mouth.
The tongue is released because a voice is being born – for when John was already heralding the Lord, he was asked, Who are you and he replied I am the voice of one crying in the wilderness.
John is the voice, but the Lord in the beginning was the Word.
John is a voice for a time, but Christ is the eternal Word from the beginning.
#Responsory
℟. You, little child, you shall be called a prophet of God, the Most High.
* You shall go ahead of the Lord to prepare his ways before him.
℣. You shall make known to his people their salvation through forgiveness of all their sins.
* You shall go ahead of the Lord to prepare his ways before him.
#Canticle
#TeDeum
God, we praise you; Lord, we proclaim you!
You, the Father, the eternal –
all the earth venerates you.
All the angels, all the heavens, every power –
The cherubim, the seraphim –
unceasingly, they cry:
“Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God of Hosts:
heaven and earth are full of the majesty of your glory!”
The glorious choir of Apostles –
The noble ranks of prophets –
The shining army of martyrs –
all praise you.
Throughout the world your holy Church proclaims you.
– Father of immeasurable majesty,
– True Son, only-begotten, worthy of worship,
– Holy Spirit, our Advocate.
You, Christ:
– You are the king of glory.
– You are the Father’s eternal Son.
– You, to free mankind, did not disdain a Virgin’s womb.
– You defeated the sharp spear of Death, and opened the kingdom of heaven to those who believe in you.
– You sit at God’s right hand, in the glory of the Father.
– You will come, so we believe, as our Judge.
And so we ask of you: give help to your servants, whom you set free at the price of your precious blood.
Number them among your chosen ones in eternal glory.
(The final part of the hymn may be omitted:)
Bring your people to safety, Lord, and bless those who are your inheritance.
Rule them and lift them high for ever.
Day by day we bless you, Lord: we praise you for ever and for ever.
Of your goodness, Lord, keep us without sin for today.
Have mercy on us, Lord, have mercy on us.
Let your pity, Lord, be upon us, as much as we trust in you.
In you, Lord, I trust: let me never be put to shame.
[Let us pray.]
Almighty God,
give your people grace to enter on the way of salvation.
As they hearken to the voice of John, the Lord’s herald,
bring them safely to Jesus, whom John foretold.
Through our Lord Jesus Christ, your Son,
who lives and reigns with you in the unity of the Holy Spirit,
God, for ever and ever.
Amen.
Let us praise the Lord.
– Thanks be to God.
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DIVINE SATISFACTION
Mark 3:14-15 says, "Then He appointed twelve, that they might be with Him and that He might send them out to preach, and to have power to heal sickness and to cast out demons."
Luke 9:1 says, "Then He called His twelve disciples together and gave them power and authority over all demons, and to cure diseases."
He gave it to them. He just said, "Here, take it." And they took the impartation He gave them, and they healed the sick and ministered to everyone they met.
John 20:21-22 says, "So Jesus said to them again, 'Peace to you! As the Father has sent Me, I also send you.' And when He had said this, He breathed on them, and said to them, 'Receive the Holy Spirit.'"
God sent Jesus out with an immeasurable anointing of the Holy Spirit. And Jesus was saying to the disciples, "Now I'm going to send you out like My Father sent Me." That means Jesus imparted an immeasurable anointing to them.
You received a measure of impartation and anointing when you were born again in Christ. The anointing you received empowered you to advance God’s Kingdom and bear fruit that remains to fulfill your Christ calling.-- because you're His temple, you're His workmanship; and He wants to manifest His glory, His nature, His character, and His power through you.
PRE-ORDAINED FOR GOOD WORKS
In Ephesians 2:10 it says, "We are His workmanship." He's doing a work in you and has ordained good works for you to carry out your Calling In Christ, but it's never by your might, never by your ability, never by your power, but by the power of the Holy Spirit.
James 1:17 says, "Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of Lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow of turning." Every good gift is from the Father.
God's Word says "Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives, and he who seeks finds, and to him who knocks it will be opened" (Matthew 7:7-8).
HAVE YOU BEEN ASKING?
Have you been asking, seeking, and knocking (Matthew 7:7) until you come to understand God’s purpose for your life? Because you are born again in Christ you need this to be effective in building and moving forth His Kingdom in the earth. Align yourself and say, "I'm hungry. I'm so hungry for You, Lord Jesus."
Matthew 7:9-11 says, "Or what man is there among you who, if his son asks for bread, will give him a stone? Or if he asks for a fish, will give him a serpent? If you then, being evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father who is in Heaven give good things to those who ask Him!"
HOLY HUNGER IS SATISFIED THROUGH DIVINE IMPARTATION
Psalm 63:1-4 says, "O God, You are my God; early will I seek You; My soul thirsts for You; My flesh longs for You in a dry and thirsty land where there is no water. So I have looked for You in the sanctuary, to see Your power and Your glory."
Psalm 63:5 declares, "My soul shall be satisfied as with marrow and fatness, and my mouth shall praise You with joyful lips."
.We need the oil of the Holy Spirit, we need fresh oil every day. We need the perpetual ceaseless flow of His precious oil in and through our lives.
ASK RIGHT NOW
The world needs to see a people who are not walking in the power of man or what religion can give but from the power of the precious Holy Spirit.
"And my speech and my preaching were not with persuasive words of human wisdom, but in demonstration of the Spirit and power, that your faith should not be in the wisdom of men but in the power of God." - 1 Corinthians 2:4-5
Let Psalm 92:10 be released right now: "But my horn You have exalted like a wild ox; I have been anointed with fresh oil!"
Get ready, here it comes! Let the Rock pour out rivers of oil for you that your path drips with fresh oil and anointing (see Job 29:6)!
ALBERT FINCH MINISTRY
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Wisdom from the Bhagavad Gita 41
Sanjaya said:
9. Having thus spoken, O King, Hari, the Great Lord of Yoga, showed unto the son of Prithâ, His Supreme Ishvara-Form—
10. With numerous mouths and eyes, with numerous wondrous sights, with numerous celestial ornaments, with numerous celestial weapons uplifted;
11. Wearing celestial garlands and apparel, anointed with celestial-scented unguents, the All-wonderful, Resplendent, Boundless and All-formed.
12. If the splendor of a thousand suns were to rise up at once in the sky, that would be like the splendor of that Mighty Being.
13. There in the body of the God of gods, the son of Pându then saw the whole Universe resting in one, with its manifold divisions.
14. Then Dhananjaya, filled with wonder, with his hair standing on end, bending down his head to the Deva in adoration, spoke with joined palms.
Arjuna said:
15. I see all the Devas, O Deva, in Your body, and hosts of all grades of beings; Brahma, the Lord, seated on the lotus, and all the Rishis and celestial serpents.
16. I see You of boundless form on every side with manifold arms, stomachs, mouths and eyes; neither the end nor the middle, nor also the beginning of You do I see, O Lord of the Universe, O Universal Form.
17. I see You with diadem, club, and discus; a mass of radiance shining everywhere, very hard to look at, all around blazing like burning fire and sun, and immeasurable.
18. You are the Imperishable, the Supreme Being, the one thing to be known. You are the great Refuge of this Universe;. You are the undying Guardian of the Eternal Dharma, You are the Ancient. Purusha, I ween.
19. I see You without beginning, middle or end, infinite in power, of manifold arms; the sun and the moon Your eyes, the burning fire Your mouth; heating the whole Universe with Your radiance.
20. The space between heaven and earth and all the quarters are filled by You alone; having seen this, Your marvelous and awful Form, the three worlds are trembling with fear, O Great-souled One.
—Bhagavad Gita, 11:9-20
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In the beginning was RAPHAEL, an ANGEL loyal to the cause of the ANGELS. He is said to be IMMORTAL and uses HE/HIM pronouns. In this New Testament he serves as a MEMBER of the VIRTUES. Blessed be his name.
THE INDELIBLE MARK.
They say that he is intoxicating to be around -- enthralling in the way that he approaches all things, his mere presence instilling in those who are enraptured by it something akin to an almost demented sense of beatific awe. When he was anointed the Virtue of Fortitude, though, it seemed that something more was allotted to him; his healing abilities were amplified to the point where he is able to discern what ails a person, whether it be mentally, physically, or emotionally. If he is wrathful, it is said to be amplified ten-fold and those who have borne witness to the unfortunate occurrences often find it too difficult to recount; since that is the case, they seem to miss the curl at the edge of his lips that whispers of something unsettling. However, if he is in a benevolent mood he is said to be able to take the burdens of the pain away -- being bestowed with his presence becomes a reprieve. This innate ability, paired with his gifts for healing, are why he is largely popular with the mortals of the Holy Land. For this brief period of time, at least.
THE HISTORY.
There was something beautiful to be found within suffering -- the way the tip of the nose flushes red, the way that tears clung to lashes like fresh morning dew, the way that the heart seemed to stutter and skip in tandem with the great heaving breaths that were taken when air seemed to forsake their lungs. As Raphael looked on from his lofty view, he couldn’t help but think of the beauty that there was to be found within suffering. Of course, he knew nothing of it; only the hypotheticals, the chemical reactions it evoked within the brain, how some of it was physical, other such variations were emotional and still others were of the mental variety. God had placed His hand upon His son’s shoulder, the two of them watching on in their gilded kingdom -- enraptured by the agony that the mortals placed on themselves. Raphael never thought to question why God, in all His goodness, would allow such things, no, he was far more fascinated by the lengths they would go in order to avoid it -- or inflict it, if they felt so inclined. What a sweet sigh issued forth from him as he thought of the a million and one ways in which he could aid them in the avoidance, and a million more to make them suffer all the more. He wondered if their tears were as decadent as they seemed, if their cheeks were warmed to the touch when slick with tears. Alas, all he could do was look on and wonder.
What excitement charged through his ichor-laden veins once God allowed him to step foot upon the earth -- how eager he was for the cacophony of agony and suffering to ring in his ears, a more beautiful hymn than that which the choir of angels sung. He looked upon the mortal faces, eager to see unfold the great suffering and tragedy that seemed to cling to them closer than their own shoulders; what a disappointment it was to see something far more tedious paint across their faces. The terror at bearing witness to a celestial soul, the beatific awe that would appear on their faces once they realized that from a creature such as he, there was only the salvation of God to follow. It seemed like something of a cruel joke when any notion of suffering was wiped away as soon as he intoned the words of God and placed his hands upon their frail, fleshy frames. Still, though, he held onto the hope that God would demand of him something more stirring than the healings that he was so frequently told to perform. There were those among the heavenly ranks that were harbingers of death, that made for themselves infamy and curried among the mortals terror and fear; they were the cause of the salted tears that fell upon their cheeks, of the moaning, wailing, and grinding of teeth that were so lauded about. What did he offer but farcical acts that were meant to be displays of God’s favor and love? What did he offer but anecdotes of whimsical performances that only served to gild the name of a self-important God?
The centuries began to bleed into one another, an endless torrent of mediocrity and boredom where nothing of import was required of him except to laud the ways of a creator that was far less intriguing than He painted Himself to be. And still, he watched from his lofty place in the gilded kingdom as they murdered one another, as they rent themselves apart in determination to place themselves upon a throne that was far above their reach. It was then that he began to wonder if he might stir his brothers in much the same manner, if they might be fallible enough to do as the mortals as wont to do; if they might tear themselves apart in the hopes of some inane idea of power, righteousness, and glory. They were none the wiser as he placed a few carefully chosen words in their ear, weaving the idea of revolt into their conversations as a snake might weave through the grass -- slickly, subtly. The flames of his brothers’ anger were easy to flame, the embers long ago planted by their Father’s pride and self-important glory they were all forced to bend a knee to. He all but placed the sword in Michael’s hand, all but ripped his Father from the throne himself. What a satisfying thing it was to have God look him in the eyes and know that He had incurred His own ruin. That ruin just so happened to also be called Raphael.
When the world remade itself into something far greater -- far more chaotic, far more vicious -- he could not help but pause to admire his own handiwork; the sun rose and set in the manner that it did because of him, the earth was painted awash in its vibrant away of colors because of him, and the mortals that now fancied themselves as something powerful were only considered gifted because of him and the mechanisms of his enigmatic mind. But he finds that, with the peace that the world sits on the brink of, there is the threat of mundanity lording over him once more. There will still be the tragedy and suffering that he so loves, but it will not be at the scale that it once was. The mortals will no longer be sharpening their knives to claw at the angels, the demons will no longer goad the mortals. There will soon be no bloodshed, no wails of sorrow and cries of agony for him to listen for -- no, there would only be the gentle sigh of a world at rest and the soft laughter of euphoria pouring in through his window. The thought of falling into the mind-numbing harmony that they so long for is a tragedy that he isn’t interested in. It has been quite some time since he has bothered to dip his hands in blood, whether it be celestial or mortal, but he takes no issue in the thought of it. There was something beautiful, after all, about suffering -- and incredibly intoxicating about knowing that he is the one who inflicts it.
THE CONNECTIONS.
MICHAEL & GABRIEL: The Archangels. They were known as the three Archangels in the old world - famed and venerated. A soldier, a messenger, and a healer. They are brothers in every sense of the word: bickering over the smallest of things, needling one another, but loving one another all the same. Though, as of late, Raphael has noted a rift between them, the root of it lies within their differing loyalties -- though Raphael has always made a note to keep his opinions rather close to the chest, instead belaying any need for honesty by offering his considerations of both sides of whatever arguments may occur. Although, in truth, chasm is a more accurate word to describe it than rift. Before, their arguments would end in jest, but now Raphael has observed that each one seems to drive Michael and Gabriel further and further apart. He does not much mind the fact that they seem to be set upon their differing path -- what intrigues him is how the two others might fracture and decimate themselves from within without one another. Perhaps he is curious to see just how volatile their age-old friendship is, what it might take to weave them together and drive them into unforgivable furies. In truth, there is no end to the immeasurable excitement that he thinks this new age might bring.
ROMILDA ALTIER: Galatea. From her, he is determined to carve the most intricate corruption so that others might behold its beauty. She came to him of her own free will, chin held high, eyes blazing with poorly disguised contempt for him and his celestial nature. But still, she was determined to make something of the Gift that she had been given, was determined to render the powers that were comparable to that of a lioness into something more gentle in nature -- coaxing it into the nature of a lamb. He would indulge her, of course, would let her think that angelic nature was something much more serene in its nature. But beneath the serene waters is something far more terrifying than even could conjure in her nightmares. Slowly -- carefully -- he seeks to see how that light within her might scorch the earth, might raze what creation has wrought. From her, he will bring forth the beauty that stirs within one a primordial fear, from her he will bring forth machinations that the likes of the long-dead God could never have hoped to bear witness to.
ABADDON: Blight. It is very rare that he leaves himself unguarded -- but it is just so utterly captivating, witnessing utter helplessness. He had seen it once, a particularly wiry little angel had left his flank open and what was Raphael to do with the opportunity but teach him a lesson he might never forget? And so he had done as any seeking to reinforce the strength of another might do and allowed himself to fall into a frenzy that the poor welp might never forget. In doing so, though, he had left himself exposed to the rather underhanded tactics of Abaddon, brutally stealing from him the opportune moment for tutelage. And, as a result, ensured that the other angel would be softened after being aided in such a manner. It seems that every time they encounter one another, a satisfied little smirk besets her face -- how much longer she’ll be able to wear it, he can’t say. Patience is a particularly potent virtue that he has learned to cultivate and refine until it ends up cutting others like a blade. One day soon, he will be able to hold it against her throat like a knife and watch as she bleeds from how deeply he will inflict it.
SAMAEL: Parasite. The two of them had been created to contrast one another -- one to highlight God’s benevolence, the other to inflict his wrath when the Creator saw fit. They had been irrevocably tied since their very inception, and had been intended to serve as a means of balancing the tenets of the universe. The two were knotted together, tied by a string of fate that Raphael had tantamount to the shackles that had tethered the monsters within Tartarus. He had the pleasure of watching him fall, watching the great Samael who wielded his power about so blatantly and readily that it oozed from him like fumes from a rotten bog, staining all who dared to draw near to his putrid presence. It has been an eon and a half since then, since he has had the pleasure of watching the cursed creature fall, but still the satisfaction he takes in holding the other’s gaze has not abated. He has borne witness to the undoing of Samael once before -- he will allow the demon to crawl ever-higher, just so he might have the singular joy of being there when he is wrenched from his place of power once again. If he is lucky, this time he might set in motion the condemned creature’s fall himself.
Raphael is portrayed by Ricky Whittle and was written by ROSEY. He is currently OPEN.
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