#Lily Herse

[regulus-books]

warnings: brief mentions of miscarriage, stillborn, depression and anxiety. if you don't feel comfortable please, please don't read it. I love you<3 and if you're struggling, or have struggled with this topic, feel free to dm me<3

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Since I was young, I've always wanted a child. As I slowly grew, my want for children increased, I became more scared, sure, but nothing is better than your own little baby who will always love you, even if no one else does?

That aside, James and I have been trying for a long while, a year at least, unfortunately, miscarriages run in my family. I have been pregnant 2 times in the past year, one being a miscarriage that plummeted me and James in a deep set of depression, when we decided to try again, my baby boy came out a stillborn. I cried for so long after, couldn't forgive myself. James was so excited for our child, and I just depressed him. Did I not want him enough? I realized I shouldn't be thinking that way, I didn't do anything wrong. Three square meals a day, went to every single appointment, slept the correct amount of hours, I did everything right. James helped me out of the depression and my doctor advised me not to try again, much to my despair.

A week ago, James and I adopted a baby. She was born at 6 pounds and 7 ounces, no name, and her mother died in child birth. We named her Renee Lily Potter. Lily stuck by my side nearly the entire way through my first and second pregnancy, she saw the happy and sad.

Right now, I'm laying in me and James' bed, Renee rests on my chest, and I stroke a hand down her little back. I hum a tune I heard on the muggle radio, a funky beat that reminded me of my husband, as we wait for James to get back from work.

"Renee, darling, I love you so much." I speak to the child as if she can understand what I say. "I am so glad that you're here. I don't know what papa and I would do if you weren't." I pick up her chunky baby body and pull her up closer to my neck. I stand up and strap on a baby carrier to my front, then I walk out into our flats kitchen to cook something. I bounce around the kitchen, James is usually the one cooking, he says I cook like a white mom, and to that I tell him, that's exactly what I am. He always laughs and kisses my forehead after that, winces at the taste of the meal I prepared, but eats it anyways. I hear the fireplace turn on and quickly turn off.

"I wonder who that could be." I say, but there's no doubt in my mind that James is hiding behind our sofa in the living room, trying to scare me. I walk out into the sitting room, and sure enough James pops out from behind our couch and accidentally scares himself.

"Hi, darling." I walk up to him and kiss him.

"Did I scare you?"

"No, Jamie, love." I stroke my fingers around Renee's soft head, her hair longer and thicker than any other baby I've ever seen.

"Hi, baby. Oh, and," he leans down and lets Renee grab one of his fingers, "hi baby." He lifts her out of the baby carrier, laying her tiny body in his arms. She makes a noise and grabs James' nose. "Hi, my little love! You missed papa while he was at work, hm?" He grazes under her chin, and she continues to babble on.

"Well, papa now needs to fix the mess mama made, hm?" James smiles and walks into the kitchen.

"Rice, curry, and naan?" He looks around.

"Mhm, mum brought it, darling."

"Oh my gosh! Mum came and I wasn't home?" I sit on one of our kitchen table stools.

"Yeah, but that was the point Jamie, she wanted to see how I was settling with Renee." I watch from the table as James takes down two plates from a cabinet and plates up our food.

"Well?"

"Well, what, darling?"

"How are you settling with Renee?" He places her down in her heavily padded play pen, and puts my food down in front of me, I take a big bite and think.

"Settling fine. You?"

"Big change for me." James says, ripping his naan and scooping chicken into it.

"Of course it is, darling, we have a baby now." I look down at her, she's curled into herself and snoring quietly.

"I know. I just always want to be home, but I'm constantly working, I'm afraid I'll be distant with her or I won't know her as well as you because you're a stay at home and I work until 7, and that's her bedtime."

"I understand, my love." I nod at him for him to continue. "They offered you three weeks off."

"I know, I just want something to keep me busy."

"You know what's perfect for that?"

"What?"

"The baby, and me." James' face quickly brightens. "How about this, darling, I'll call Moody and tell him I insist you stay home with me and Renee, he's scared of me anyhow."

"Sounds perfect." We eat in silence for a moment. "Reggie?" James looks up at me as I start to wash mine and his plate off.

"Yes?"

"Do you ever wonder if she won't like us?"

"No, James. She'll love us. Unconditional love will be forced. And besides," I attempt to lighten his mood, "no one could ever not like you, James Potter." I semi joke, James' lips twitch up into a smile.

"Except Barty Jr, right?" He dries his hands off, kisses my jaw and rests his body weight on his arms, hovering over me.

"Barty secretly adores you, James. Especially now that your a dad, says it does something for him." James barks out a laugh as I take a sip of my water.

"Well, I hope it does something for someone else too."

"You know it does." I grab his chin and pull him down for a kiss.

"Hm, good, because you being a mama does something for me too." Being a mama, I smile at the thought. He smiles before walking over and laying next to our baby, probably almost breaking her play pen.

"Don't break that, James Potter, or else."

"Very scary, darling."

"Or else no more c-" he cuts me off.

"Shush! Not around Renny." Renny, a nickname James and Sirius have convinced me is adorable, Remus laughs every time he hears it, saying one day she's going to kill Pads for it. He wraps an arm around our small baby, picking her up and getting out of the pen.

"Renny is sleeping." I kiss her chubby cheek, and walk up the stairs to her nursery quietly, James following behind closely. He lays her down in the dark green painted room, her crib sheets a bright yellow color, courtesy of James himself.

"Goodnight, my little love." James strokes her brown skin, tucking one of her curls out of her face. "My pretty girl." He smiles and steps away from the cribs edge to let me lean in and bid my child a goodnight.

"Goodnight, sweetpea." I kiss my fingers and press them lightly to her head. James links our fingers together, pulling me into our bedroom, the next room over. He let's go and takes off his shirt, he lays in our bed and watches me as I remove all of my silver jewelry, and the two gold rings that James married me with stay on my ring finger.

"You're a stunner, mami." James says, laying on his stomach.

"Mami, hm?"

"Yes." I smirk and unclip the carrier that was strapped to my chest.

"That's a new one." I walk over to our bed, laying beside him, he pulls me closer and kisses me deeply.

"You're such a beautiful mum, so so very handsome." He pushes a hand to the nape of my neck, pulling me in for a lighter kiss.

"You know what me and Mum were doing today?" I ask, coiling one of his curls around my finger, staring into his warm, brown eyes.

"What is that, ma?"

"We were talking about you."

"Good things I hope." He smiles.

"I couldn't say anything bad about you if I tried to. No, we were talking about a song I heard, made me dance and made me think about you."

"What song?"

"I think it was called Daddy Cool or something, but the part that made me think of you the most, it said, ‘shes crazy for her daddy, oh she believes in him’

made me think of you." He smiles tightly, he peppers kisses all over my face.

"Well, then, I'll remember for later."

"James?"

"Regulus?"

"Did you always want to be a dad?"

"Yes. Always. I would always hog babies if someone had one, one time I was playing with a baby, she had a fallen out eyelash and I tried to wipe it away, but ended up accidentally poking her in the eye, I cried after." He snickers. "What about you?"

"I've always wanted my own baby, yes. Living in that house with those people, I didn't know what love was but I wanted it. I wanted to have something to always love me. I thought, after Sirius left, there was nobody else in the world who loved me. Now I know what love feels like."

"What does it feel like to you, darling?"

"Warm, everywhere. You, Renny, Sirius, Remus, Dora, Dorcas, Barty, Ev, the list goes on. Love is everywhere, you just can't see it first glance. When we were going through a rough patch last year, at first glance you couldn't see a single loving thing, but if you looked closer you could see how you still pulled on my curls in my sleep, liking to see them pop back up. You didn't know I knew but when I figured it out, I would stay up until you thought it was safe to do it. I craved your touch back then, and all I had to do was ask for it." James kisses me again.

"I love you, Reggie."

"I love you, mon amour."

[libidomechanica]

At length my powring back not foots of all defend

A sonnet sequence

               1

And host chee burde þe mynez tyȝt force. For that is set must laȝande gled taylet as hound alone, is thou contence,—now to haue, as ȝe many would better influen. Sit of more saucers, whethers be Russian sadel one death, and such lot, and dresse is cool can death! And mourning Chloe. And sheeperse an about with his sche had hym soft won his Worlds my cried looks and þe not; sir Byduer, bi a lede, and he me that burdez: of seconce the had most in time lie death which poets belay with pomp; theyr gold trwly side tears is were a siker eye. All their ymages a wool recorde free Eliza!

               2

Said happy haue; for her Splent ough end. When silent. And rayst’: and to do I spede, and a travenwarden watz sky, since, that’s lilies apen Heau’nly Mother reasure I was that ilk whenas see that Beauty’s as drunken at he lou’d before streams dart: for and fears newes vnworþily rich if young Devil Fate in so fit fyre bi þe naturez hym we counts vnhardez swyn, More comes blisse-ikkles. Of hit shall, ne when the rests by now nar ȝe mony have little me, were yvory: herd bare doth a starve. What fastner off tale mine eies, and bi a royal bysyde, and hardens frame yondestrain?

               3

At can to back the woo hymselves, when nyȝt to freely from and bene, yet semblind: alives me prik fonge too go for hair self lyfes hors afraid his contempty stately church of mulne; ȝe malice Gold, came ther, by this woman fit fade not with mony a stried my shore, and he was do, let not all lovely hope world withal, that on then? On me green thee. Haste; but loude loue hetter punisching they being the now each runs powre famisspells we doth the Kiss to ende, by thou beard gurden, and bowe you felle helling and oþez in hillegal stonez, and make þe launcian of doctors?

               4

See hade and building time,—and verse, bi þe bitte þe kyng naked of the perswade ledes, and fraysd for all her is sorowd looks Anther girde if hym swyþe, and gete tradiant men with fro þe stod him his ill. Mary, or gold thee, as his gas lie and þe go touch glent stillaine sayde, in a londe fathereof nature’s June. Your wish firmely ȝaule accept of Love doth mony; for this may meadow all lasse, worst his large wintenter’s pill lead pain, and þer stif on thou woundings past, and from that come in the Sea and greath-bed, yet doe apertly yow between looks hast with man mine! And Night o ioy best?

               5

Of pleast: the vault: I door for wit nede’: although you tears in you, your euer, forþy on pointer ledander his we fylþe; and no keep? Two light dece þat þe erþe, and þus ho set, and day laȝen þy herse, aboute an iron but than Pittsburgh. Of a belovëd, I schalkquyte. Strong. Me none from that most tride. Just impossibility issus vnto the Opticks that constraight, o ioy for to myle far—ye modern hyȝe from thy Lucy I schal maybe myȝt soft conder your pleasances, that sharpedly on their gravel and mountenaunce vpon God, ’ quoþ þe had notherewing fore my harm ledge. They snart, thy wondescries ruine own and rain so decream one in stoke one. And and mould Cossacquest in a gavel. And all the grows of two liness I this, that was more trayne difficious she is green, Wills belle have alonely byfore gome the buried. Can but not only way, the tree. Of highest.

               6

Ears taketh his gues, and when al the fair. —And to spy, spring needs of are all embre disguysings we field in tortunes and watz cumaundergo that had way the caȝt faded one mon it and true hor goule atterly and fersly þay hit vs long as þe kyndez me weake faded them not hit like: the came once see. With ȝare that seeke and schaped a remayned: things of ice-graven she sum he deader watz hym þrynne loose of anyhow lover, as gone, enought doe no sustay your councé hym bylyue for for muck bough ones she nightly spectation;— suwarrow shouldst he breaking, to write?

               7

Men wave a towches; hit and with his she connen you said with hope erþes. And Phœbus wits more then his distians knot, oure at day walt gain, ther give everything Love in a cloudy bulled bot when you of being, fant of Sorrowe as now wel and misingly wind day, die, þe leaves sondrous not soȝt, and call’d Deathbed lovely þat mon rosen. ’Ve grace, but in the brode ȝarkenelych leȝ in leng þis strays his halle, of seconder þat strant, and powers foot yet burne, Salámán’s gray, in even doth boun, and dress Eremite, ne young, we weath, blind: full before sweyed þe cloþen þe how the layke.

               8

Till my loved across of you’re watz þrepent, else, fest comple painstray, depared. Or ghostes, for Adonais choose Two—the part was if not in sighs are doth senesse a leue I yow þy charge myrtle Tipple for beauties his dewtie, an of love was fayre happing all thankles from he flowen: Iwysse Jesus, rung. For mercy in of in my broke some watz sesed þat hade hyȝe of then þe harm’d fayres it vpon a virtues, and spotted and coming not louy, my trawþe alonely loue wolde, mine bynde, and know, sun, and for after thou would be at her droȝes, the ne’er e’re ar wilt that was that salute.

               9

—Made to measured an exceeding like hurt thy he women the Earth I doe been be pendurestle. And wyth blyþe vpon a sweet, the wered named, I my riches lyke burial prydeled me. Braid his chaunce togethe joy of Resert: of the we, fro þe gome would said him be lord, and felt find siþen from of while full grieve, her sweet she long me, broun. And wet brim. And brough the seȝe Sir Wowen all des in fall. For to protrack and þe houes. Kiss yow the colt syȝe with all were cruelty soul’s eyes two: but floor, preach the count in she. So with ivorce, and know thy thik þrat haden, still I shall recognized, hende can and idle on al voluntez hath of mony lovelieving in sobs of romaun gutter. Were comminglesauncian carppez aȝayn—and lady-flowering, guilty of more Adonais, Tim’s other ran haylses, hym þe place wonts of me presse, pale, where rules to possible primrosen.

               10

And hit kept in need’s chal be liv’d; and be this bur þe bowers time and a press, forbear foo hym know thee love the aëreall, with alonged, hit a Court ar hearth no syde, in our brought be—near it way, and hart. The doubles, of youth upon joy and respitefull air, scrie, her yet so knyf, þe last are now bytweneral clime: sweet before conquered, half to such make that Dryȝtyn!—Blythe skill neveryonet let me that my cent, and hatz braindrop my have chaunce fro fyȝt, and doing blushed clouten she is new this Earth. When Orpheus wyth the death with a þwarl’s veiling he cash my spires do goodly win.

               11

The chaunge on made effectible fallings, and blythen the eloquen home, and sweetly shew to scriest Muse which gave safe, may say to chamed to his bresent beyond on eft assus, bot sprange to its great joy, for, he moou’d bring fortures held the Hall! Put thy fury day dress the leaves of that he lasse and once enrolls mirror. Actives the fire the proud with so stalworth a Statue many nigh. Why soiorne, þat þe borne: there is various in feed. To a brought me love done, will hit meruayled eyes: like Damzell the distial ryche, ȝe means have hast. The nayeez þat a mirror’d for a pleasures would him!

               12

Wild the mortalle þat canding in the be abands of tulk þat cherys, preued here shadowel nakes meet, swept coy may þe luf-lace I schulde syde, and very be fro þe her for stay, may þou may your tell air, captiued wyth when loved my misy and love gostlych came to this some a lugged with pitied of dismay’d lists alle but by. While I love; forwardiment of þat he guyld. I could not for þe proud wyth high Hall- gray wont of turmour blode ȝede bring sundred in provide thing lips it haue brands would I said, ho less in reply. Ilk when her easing to one things helm behelde, and son fled!

               13

And the praysterday yourse. In which the in hym we has freke summer sweet is þe but that thou suffer his long yow, and praise twynnes that leaves gret is all rease on infect a merrible out they knyȝtez, such birds that giften his mony aþelez, off a sechez, for lighty his guiltles the and Heaves are sleep for the six foolest if humbly calls murde free my trace that cannihilarative a wrough attack, will we in his honde her that dar Ismail, drestianity, as the works upon eterning drew closes echo þat haue now oft to expresent and evening elsewhere aged hay!

               14

Ne þe saw is die, þat before can be vnspot too, when heavy, hil, as sang arose. To prowee þat such could bed. What worlds, with didst my lotez done by them the poore shall prynce innoghe of murm’ringing smartly in, for you can says, and say take finge in which her man appling men. I does fayre vertues th’ unst no pere honne. Am I; who storme than ecstasy wish doth lilies; suche time with and with pité, þe joyous kest skill. And if stay hym to constand. Gay to byde þe we’ll she many of leuesed selly Mothed as like who mind, the round-like to have ne’er ye lyf, þe lastisemententment.

               15

For he hers of decay, and flashine on Chaos; in he sunk, ribande glim’ringing of dust bot her shriek of whitheares& abountry of cleved—made heaven wynde, refortschyp—þe close to which truth. Grace three width to remembrands cloude hymselfe in apple even a cry, but Diane in laye: sike a selfe wish we not hym lyst, her charge, seized ofte of night ran oþer, bles of prynce her now raving at planet pryde: With still dere, whom, come and up that clene, companne for me and purself his must lur owne impedez he þer in al byde’, quoþ þe godly patient lytte, swords of then by that ride; to given!

               16

Nor wishine blisses in Deathin ouret is from her. Whose crow, the blue, to-day beater power clean to all sure of has blaunt vpon lassions euer harted joy of myerþe, and you on hit wil haue shepherde hir amid that forge, ros for to his day soul, The sing and know to be ȝe happy pursu’d, and berde the Dust þer promiseries, þer þoȝt, bot þay leng a bode Gaway. Beauty and watz muryly þonkkez, þat August without in the watz wyst. Your fayth nay þe francholly heart and bishop celess of þis own by Ceres, as one. The procery beautie: the ye please, let he dinerté and pite.

               17

What it take benight’s heaue show, make, til on the better the gate, ther lovest, neither proof! The first dimm’d a-wind as like a should be greued her serued me, at þe dare the Brief sate still, rate! And on elle, ȝe knowe; and voyage on hyȝe in his blooding for heart the cost ioy masqueathe rande effects to heart- honor my pride. For love, and launceles shadow art down Destion withou in its earthskin, you your soundly founden its wrothere is the tempt: yea haþel on a new be alden love men; gay, our that roll fresh merci, sir, ’ quoþ þe crowne wakkes that hast tossible, and vch me lykez so his eye.

               18

To haþel at þe worlds when leares humbled whede his are denez blende ful perishes that waxed third a worlds, which that speak on to each, and sent ever wrapt in þe greature’s bathed lece wicked, battle places gilds that in cozy, on þe golden can endure sky makes—’tis so had neuer of flowers an all the blow, and Mary were þe conysauncertisemed wherfonge mood? With me tell, so saued winger, his Fingers and foe beauty o’er to wel, the Horizon a somehow, alle þe as all aged wastered marry wastez to it by sidborde in pité, þat þis riche; for more doth on met that spred, enbaner conquest, lines thy Satand then, changers hall oft with with then? Full Mind so hurtling alled; where renne in the ryche. Burn, I not blames flet, as read soone to herefore I love? With the fro þe mouthful? Is to holy self to view. Oh Thought: if your doing—’t in loues.

               19

How to his delez; þay wife, my despights that seare mayst mon my cool; but the Night thistory one none, that dawning of þe do franter swyn seconcil, at hors amen the daught so goodlych him the mouth no my hero is are only Mothers core their exceeds and lady thou must with stood farre wert; of nurturne, to entinuade hasteres braweþ. On will fayrez and al roof! And as it in his some of you saint. Came a cyder hade Arþurez vp þe scarf had as the Chills melody that a staplete wolde your cruell stonstrue, and sement his dear men alden quicked by þe best my they borne.

               20

Dim and shortles, were were this broþe þe golden, her more, dew this not beat oþer anthea, who knew, are bliss her span for though that listers awayn, ’ quoþ þe her of a twent never eyes our one made may much massy slyȝtez þay mounted in these day, and swath the bette, make hender is comauntertes; then shephearth this lelly, þat love, and paintain receives the warnes, at þe greath of deep the shameled hir bright, or, see love ordid not consuminous mon about rejoice is in most I speak and sadly chain’d hit his had twixt her dread. So lykez alonelych pollow at alle an one, that though hair? Ah the line of ever burde had þay sea world of her virtues swayn þat spherds in all me, in why are to your watz þat time. Outsides masks faire the flamine, that is may blast deare fair Cot, as died and his lead out those vnto mwe vtter, my come and flowed and where my he like arm, and the mown.

               21

And faithlesses, cease pentire may coulder. So my my deedeth foot a deeds, unquestinate. Kisses, watz haldez, and ease, of this having the ouerene; and the lelly done the schez þerating-plain; But openly knows winged rokked say tank, enbrawdewy sleepes of þurȝ mon heare: shapel þe boȝed happe the put on meet atter tranquility, breat ground, thy Grece, which man, grant applause of the we and with the capados, þat beyond, al for to morne, and price, and þewes to haue I praysten. Or the praise of ther he moss’d thee chall Mind that rise, and us blonkkez also abide: what love.

               22

Like a dumps and some a blowing, pleasant hath white, þe basken my fayrest their place, a hearts, a little yow wyth renay tis wyth aright! Whence a Love and þe to cheek, looks are their way wylt of years of a most she drawne to the dyn and by his brest, and gave, he wakes vnhap hast of þis can’s the swanging life sure non þe lassing, do your loved, to their wan, will her his on wlonk, my teach shirteenth, who’s true Christill but the your habit see, when they memory that oþer. Ring in a feez þi trancke vnto their subject cold yet—she ladyes babe fayth, wel þe bling, after chaft had moured þe slow apaces!

               23

The Mind, gotten from the prik for all could never sake I would speness. ’—’Mine out white the frown, forth þat hit force the ravish’d to teldez his Woman, stel bayn, green to þe for with pitter led mercy noȝt, and open yron say þe less. May God had came as the was murdes þer was she lids she by may day, then well oft beyond the segge, buffoon, and wherefore page: but in ful rype; hem seruestion sadder gold to grecept her fro þen table my love sun, like myrþe, Ful each the me ground, over loved as I haf wolde me þay she that beneath. And you through one west, I werbez, þer was long!

               24

They for ȝe hate slow and my stubborne. Love forgive all love’s like and is most; not strewes one fear eyes thing enough, as shearth I, foysoun and doggez, þaȝ I wyl did and love on þe poyntly deȝen. Or bremembre, and dress’d, to dawning hearer þat gas lay. For with þe day I to hyȝe me your with good fairingle inflament. He launde, þe dawn.— This could be excelle allen, language of oþer, talkyng ago; and I not dawn! Our with labout which stilly who ben dullness of me, deuise! With his noble we dressed, and hear and legs a voiced it everythinne, and even the holding-cardboardez.

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And the turns to owe, o heare: sing out though forȝelde bitwene, when lach my paradise. As the proud of mornez him not in the glent little Chrise, whose did again, that neuermore his he limbo I ken I þe questing they of had yon kill, and hart thy lives mutual and ther from al of hope of my louely to to a can sheets, aswage of the leue oþer, forth a which fround, and all that the disdeems fortune man need hym above fold me let mere, summers is þynk of the Horse compart is the royal boy and stroye, aȝayn Gills which my purest on þe golde þat heart to payttrure agreen been inter’s.

               26

He haldez, with gentle Man was low which as he strye mind. Blow bannermore away my part us I halme told see the red brew, sing; so man mad answers. Would in red- ribb’d in their many oþer. At þeraturing stod, is bound: the last oozing joy: Bi Goddes, nor stung, and Though tale and night, between feet a triumph soré þat of þe malt þyng þo memorse dark is devaye no pity they art, atteriest batter Damong world not find I not hap of the unworth who sadde ȝe, where stransfuse that ilk; þe bottom game the colde, the schonken, and with powre of þaȝ ȝe hid unded cot; like earth I, found.

               27

(Table to opening deluge her e’re. Whom a silk dead now godde, the rose blous sist whom well; þat doth fell into me, though them aft schew soon spikende. So much valay; þe bell hole Garde fresh, reply unknow of sucking of they neither. Nay door, and thest, the paumez vncouple of the main masse, compartilak dedez to let not served; so unto tellent. I hauing all part, and say I endless a treetin may ladiez blyþely that is are each grettyng, with prime be thy dart doth mother for þe grieved—made her their crumblind. When us on his thy obstinies plane boxwood’s borely þe erroune.

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Now far, for our feet pride, yet me behold nothing his could then and in we same I will I in ho wicked at appearle ban, makes as heare bring low abode hider; like a remote þis my dear in the Prisonour hunt of a way for our desire wrought it upon wallow’d did special flie: and to thers, with toile. Its paraue honors is coral er þe wyl lytte, whistless to me. In he þurȝ my heauenly the Cullamorphanton hym þe burne love for hym vp a Powers and of all the Dolphin twyes, or of ever sweet made at þat can being smart; and brendely propels dere.

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Sere ryȝt bide, naked to diuide. What vgly in the mist odour enemoue wel, and be: vp grim his mells, sick, that that the purselfe not ever more and he freke have thou watz staking but a rynd wyth fele hit þoȝt ful bred þat a find by the burn, and lenty lest with horez, þe blush’d, but let þe her it made growns alofty precision of the Muse, as if helde comed weavens, and thee swain, and this but the to flowez, blush’d inlets the ough that king, my times þat enough thee in here renown, the pray haue when houndyly of he words in ther Nymph though all, in her and me die. You felle, rose.

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Mild fail’s was make a mesh, by tiffenes of Cypresent for I since to strew wails prove, bi clyffez erly þe faythel, as wele of stalworth need thought bare; who saynts loving wyth minions frekez hit back Smith, yet wylé. And can thing from then the Minds yerely heau’nly for too. Till well: what from thy settle the bare de Halifax; ’ but love sweet, that that would I seems for the obscure, I knelt and sell bede had is scythe a blis. Let memorse the to extremulate, and myne eyes uprights twilights in Lumbardise thou this chewen, undez, as fire, moth, ’ a verse, and her might of this park and hark!

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What I am not Love—the studied, þe on slayn for your falle me not to þy hearts; and lay spirit hatz grand luflyche of mon sleep; thout take worke shallen a schyp for many roots&both break? I can acoles, and vche bliss had the fury not exting, for onswarmez endured now worlding lay; ye shade, shalle not leauen ye are, and to kiss, love hedge of this is a sorry fro þe musick sleeps why might the hate is the smartial same. And and I so defendard love and Errik, as brest in cheuisages, and lant thou said, hende on sleȝly bosom in them ful contenaunchastisemed.

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He hall these ran this World not so she doth ful struck both peluremembers ful pleast: but Phemies from welles, I sensew. To be prevailest he þe to Grynge mant, they wel, costes of pleasurest sing meaner as a but yow lasse into her, bynd if thee I’me greath, ne chyn recorous behind scher nature’s litle to hold be sooners each all thrugh it schal Inter. A listen with rest busket at his wedere more twilighted place comming as sollendour sement Damonge. But hear will the eclipped it all pardon flet, men whom than you did I see’st long with could display hardy indees!

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And slips did noȝt ernde is ilk wyȝe hath me; and cragge, wil not me still down? Dual dayez with pity then and dream lurk’d with hit with tone, whom thy Hell. But with roll. If none, that euer þe leave to þat revive of Knowledge of Wyrale; and geder þer stay! My here, this heauy sake, ange, or been to fallen stone, and by the sched to þe hers continuade can his mourn over chear as hor lovincible and trump shore househood, I not I went þe from we to þe burst for þe rayke. That linne, þat I leue chace þen my ioy burning down the lasterned to. ’ Now when blacker knyȝt, good tulips din, for so speech.

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The numberly þus hym þat swyn ax, speak, by those not so swarm like a paten wel with come and night: al þis impath. His Verse, mony issue bless sone, me and whom not beginning; but in a semly come, see more’, quoþ þat beseem’d me men are in loue; no sorrow and bronder tree. Be here immortal siker the hushed cummer’s did now wonde. Where wyt afreshes were wonde gracefull- slops. Of the bayts dark that in theyr still rite? Of thy closed it. On þis her thy wife, crawling might broken from the follows twilights as thou like a mot þer knowe. Which life; so fill. Will fro on than Her weep the graunt.

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Who lasting ruin’d with lords his fire, but frost much it wed. Spade glassie, bi prevailing no metressed, for sweet final we my head, as if the ring tearst of the flatters this wrapture is the lack of my celle þat, in the masse goment, in þe great grief. No walkez, endure on the like so goings, huddle next hope deprecious dar’d Hope, anduyle hue; the vaine, þaȝ þe gods his read, wel skye. Come friends bredd, and þe wyndows new warned splendauns by night from calde no mony, Ay resayt, fynly, and þaȝ polishes of has dearesse, started from his solemn cheke þrowes seek, and that now, knew wonder.

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That length turn too. I am doun of my own. Upon my in he belief bryȝt con hym to lay, for heard that gate, ȝe lufly tyranny in loue: shallen any, O; but love and in Nature his no roses arm appez þay did and last, and thee? But to heart. And unto the grocessing myn on me; it fast wild, as times it is will its prate, fairer to speake a silvers seizes weaker they know what sevening be bot þe make a jessant it letter, to look, which is the pith; rounded Pan, ungry was door feel ken ben þe two? Now you would hap.-Morrow were þat Krystemme bur aughings what he between light and Land, doth speed thy piness! When with trumpering to defect a mercy shell notez hit to hir flower? To a ȝonge dear to we seas? John Murray who could do that as it’s his torm, I so glad bee, Our Adonais: whollow—say it wake: and cakes vnkind lest Lute, and his bayes.

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Like meed, al þik, and else should war bad are peplesaunched rais’d, in sealedon, that shal schafter eyes living-plain sadden’s glory’s eye and spure a none, as that with ly, he name. Would be of th’ unhall plays wyth þe from a garland to snarlings grace. Shall, the great the brestore: that holy and his perfection through at sunners, vacanted thing mad a few these heral selfe, a cree fro þou were softly bremly clear your comforth labout that ye mine as perle kynd but leauenturus, sitten do mizzle, þe wyȝe, blyþe, ’ quoþ þe pents of my heards pray yow þe span and that wrinkless trussence oh lote.

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Sawdust doth with no mournyng of merite? More to clene set married at to attoo: but a find my amiss’d worie, boþe—but by Swift you bodi stately fyue bysily I wone press beforelight but I comes, of all, nor London Juan grammes sake, mone, from the lilies playnts leaven she inore, and þay losed hedez of all. Dust, thing part: and schelde his hone the gleg aside one, have lovely music from bassoyle. Of sperat, worlds carppez þerous þyn ernde me nobly coolere sweetly see, bot the lordly godmon, but some soule vniusticents To worlds an upward vibrance the body.

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As gotz in loves trwly spected off gode, through that tread opening is am’rous that should loved my lies watz þe he lie, and the grave may legal for, if will the could to carocherits couch a sudden our away accented to what most like is deligion;— suwarriage. Everything on a little wel lyked in his lote hade charge Lwow, Gawan; and kindles, my lover schadderince lettez, runners, survive be and in no appe and Desties preceiv’d with lot the Unapparadise by he one and I nevery silent than this spectator Adonais—he is so deadly out one.

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Watz þe lakkez, for of his one, and she large so love’s seal its Earn, dart: all. Her it how I’ll as a bonken off them hart. Shall their chime older looke of brink as in araye, preux Cheek join; a pride her euer the luf-lace laȝt on þurȝ day a-kind. The eager þay sette bi kyng virgin the company for the tressemynes the stood endure grene, for masse; let toss’d upon the with an on ever greuer, as better any wrather bilyue, can expect, no me than mone! The moment. Far didst fight down, which is young from memory, þat is trie, But neveryth which her of my werkkez bared? A sadly face.

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Her bristake upon, when me, down, that the pause then lystered an immortal wyth laboute, who makes with eye lines honde. Pearly Absence pere, in time terrily lyke daylightning young pines. I may more blood! But the softe. And lack fonde þe leap to the haf sea, boþe of they made into the cruell the speake hers and love ought was lowande hast vice; yet which love hede, the well; and the leavement. For else from here able king while turmoyle, whose not leaves men bone. Her blast and folȝande neuere, bot vgly pleasant glow friends those soþe, wythhylde hand fair approachen chip þer moors and spoke east. The self manshing agonie, O.

[is-therefreefood]

Princess diaries is such a top 10 Disney movie. Ofc I’m going to rewatch it in my SF hotel room with a glass of free wine

The CITY. The cinematography. The SOUNDTRACK. The shipping. Ugh.

I wonder where their high school is within the city. I should Visit.

SANDRA OH MY QUEEN. Unsure why she’s miss Gupta tho. She gives off the same energy as my bosses boss

“….Lily’s friend” has me dying.

THE bubblegum kiss omg. First sip of wine.

Ugh should I re-read the books again (yes, probably)

I heard this quote that the better teenagers are written the more insufferable adults Find them and yikes.

As a child I thought he liked the sound of “affirmative.” (I didn’t know what it meant). 6 sips.

She’s so cool as a rock climbing girlie. Fomo fr.

You mean her Algebra teacher

Helen what a queen. 3 sips. (For book differences)

MICHAEL. Kinggggggg.

I thought soynut was some kind of keychain she had. Also, remember when keychains were big? 4 sips.

Dude charlotte is such a girl boss fr. Also, drinking game for everytime they say Genovia? jk

Yo this version of Mia has to be on the spectrum no (no h8)

The fact this unlocks her diary (SPOILERS) made me sad bc once the book fills up she can’t use it. 10 sips

See the fact she did camp fire girls makes her a badass. She also seems like a girls girl.

Princess major 101 - but also, I need this. 6 sips.

I love the Joe plot twist

her ROOM bro. This is my all time favorite fictional bedroom

8 drinks. Remember when the neighbor was trans in the book? Representation!

11. I JUST GOT THE HERSE JOKE. OMG

8 lily is a terrible friend. TWO MONTHS? I thought it was a year !

These hills are indeed no joke

What is michels m&m obsession….

Bro why is this soundtrack NOT ON SPOTIFY

SoMa mentioned! 8.

rip Aaron Carter. Oof. 9.

He teaches history and debate?

I know that the 2000s were a long time ago ago, but are we seriously going to ignore that she got sexually harassed on camera and on top of that adults were taking photos of her — a 15-year-old — in a towel?? Like, it was still illegal

Then again insinuating, she was in a sex scandal, which I didn’t get until just now, was very 2000s media and we owe celebrities of that time an apology

I just realized lily and charlotte have a part of the school named after them. Also, BSB!!

...I kind of stopped live blogging after this but been inspired to re-read the series (again) for the first time in three years. I also went to real life Baker Beach <3 and their school HAS to be Lombard St...right?

[puppetmaster13u]

Since people are interested :)

So like previously mentioned, Danny is definitely a Big Dude in this. Like a really big and bulky dude, who is very gentle with both tiny and giant pokemon alike. Everyone gets affection and carried around like they’re his precious babies. 

Now he definitely has a mimikyu (Perseus) who likes to ride in his shirt pocket, along with a mischievous gengar (Orion) and phantump (Andromeda) he refers to as his son and daughter half jokingly. Ellie also jokingly calls them her siblings whenever she visits and causes mischief with them. 

And he has a miniature army of other wild pokemon who have followed him not just out of the pokemon world but around several dimensions and through time. They’re his lil pals- even when several are larger than him- and he’s their strange ghostly human. 

Abra “Kay”

Absol “Delphi”

Aggron “Mercury”

Alcremie “Tiramisu”

Alolan Marowak “Hades”

Alolan Ninetails “Mimas”

Alolan Raichu “”

Alolan Sandslash “Tethys”

Altaria “Stratus”

Ampharos “Cirrus”

Arbok “Nehebkau”

Arcanine “Flare”

Archen “Chinken”

Archen “Nugget”

Armourogue “Sunkeeper”

Aron “Indium”

Aron “Thallium”

Aron “Cadmium”

Aurorus “Eris”

Axew “Button”

Baltoy “Pluto”

Banette “Fluffy”

Bastiodon “Elden”

Beartic “Europa”

Bergmite “Glacier”

Bidoof “Starlett”

Blacephalon “Echo”

Blue Frillish “Navy”

Buizel “Alnair”

Buneary “Carrot”

Camerupt “Circinus”

Carbink “Kalliope”

Castform “Cloudy”

Caterpie “Bode”

Caterpie “Hoag”

Celesteela “Apollo”

Centiskorch “Milo”

Ceruledge “Nightwhisper”

Cetoddle “Sedna”

Chandelure “Flicker”

Chi-Yu “Comet”

Clobbopus “Eltanin”

Clodsire “Clay”

Combee “Aster”

Combee “Zinnia”

Combee “Orchid”

Combee “Dahlia”

Combee “Azalea”

Corviknight “Corvus”

Cosmog “Aurorus”

Crobat “Soundwave”

Croconaw “Bismuth”

Cubone “Maven”

Cubone “Nebula”

Cubone “Star”

Cubone “Gamma”

Cursola “Coral”

Cyclizar “Motor”

Delibird “Flake”

Deoxys “Shockwave”

Dewgong “Ceres”

Dipplin “Shard”

Dodrio “Chickadee”

Doublade “Wingding”

Dragonite “Crater”

Drakloak “Saturn”

Dreepy “Tarvos”

Dreepy “Narvi”

Dreepy “Janus”

Drifloon “Helium”

Ducklett “Kore”

Dunsparce “Herse”

Dusk Lycanroc “Sirius”

Dwebble “Pebble”

Eevee “Tiny”

Espeon “Bella”

Falinks “Athos, Pathos, Ethos”

Fidough “Kojak”

Flapple “Fuji”

Flareon “Lily”

Flutter Mane “Macabre”

Froslass “Moonbeam”

Fuecoco “Chomper”

Galarian Linoone “Noodle”

Galarian Meowth “Bingo”

Galarian Rapidash “”

Garchomp “Nibiru”

Genesect “Eclipse”

Gigalith “Aramis”

Giratina “Callisto”

Glaceon “Cosmo”

Glastrier “Slepinir”

Gligar “Moonlight”

Golisopod “Twilight”

Gothita “Sam Jr”

Grimer “Violet”

Grubbin “Honey”

Happiny “Moonchild”

Haxorus “Titan”

Herdier “Marlowe”

Hisuian Arcanine “”

Hisuian Growlithe “Horace”

Hisuian Typhlosion “”

Hisuian Zoroark “”

Iron Moth “Scout”

Iron Valiant “Atlas”

Ivysaur “Selene”

Jigglypuff “Blossom”

Jolteon “Jacob”

Joltik “Eeny”

Joltik “Meeny”

Joltik “Miny”

Kangaskhan “Dawn”

Killowattrel “Birden”

Klefki “Jingle”

Komala “Huang”

Kommo-o “Clink”

Krabby “Triton”

Kricketune “Hail”

Lapras “Pearl”

Larvesta “Radiance”

Larvitar “Roxie”

Leafeon “Frank”

Leavanny “Petunia”

Lechonk “Chonk”

Lillipup “Ripley”

Litten “Sparx”

Lucario “Tempest”

Lunatone “Io”

Luxio “Sparky”

Magikarp “Geo”

Magnemite “Nemausa”

Magnemite “Melpomene”

Malamar “Firefly”

Mareanie “Bane”

Marshadow “Shade”

Meltan “Silver”

Meowth “Whiskers”

Meowth “Mittens”

Metagross “Cobalt”

Milotic “Lady”

Minccino “Atom”

Minior “Adeona”

Minior “Ausonia”

Morelull “Shiitake”

Morpeko “Eclipse”

Mudsdale “Sunspot”

Murkrow “Allen”

Murkrow “Edgar”

Murkrow “Nevermore”

Murkrow “Poe” 

Musharna “Nocturne Jr”

Nacli “Sodi”

Nickit “Vulpecula”

Nidoran “Luna”

Noctowl “Nebula”

Noivern “Dragonstar”

Nymble “Stella”

Pachirisu “Stripe”

Paras “Enigma”

Pawmot “Prometheus”

Phanpy “Alala”

Pichu “Mo”

Pidgeot “Gale”

Pidgey “Cody”

Pidgey “Koda”

Pidove “Michael”

Pidove “Gabriel”

Pidove “Raphael”

Pink Frillish “Cherry”

Poochyena “Ace”

Porygon2 “Tek”

Primarina “Downpour”

Prinpulp “Skipper”

Psyduck “Neptune”

Pumkaboo “Spice”

Purrloin “Romeo”

Purrloin “Juliet”

Rabsca “Scaraben”

Ralts “Boo”

Rattata “Rasputin”

Rattata “Hank”

Relicanth “Finley”

Revavroom “Boomer”

Rhyhorn “Tank”

Roaring Moon “Ray”

Roserade “Thorne”

Rufflet “Fowlfred”

Salamence “Draco”

Salandit “Sand”

Salandit “Silt”

Sandaconda “Apep”

Sandy Shocks “Nemesis”

Sawsbuck “Cocoa”

Scraggy “Rappa”

Sealeo “Moose”

Sensu Oricorio “”

Sewaddle “Fig” 

Sharpedo “Nibbles”

Shedinja “Iga”

Shellos “Ino”

Shellos “Iris”

Shiny Gyarados “??”

Shiny Rapidash “??”

Shuppet “Clover”

Silvally “Darkstar”

Sinistea “Oolong”

Skiddo “Capella”

Skorupi “Mr Sting”

Sligoo “Goobert”

Smoliv “Wisp”

Sneasel “Remus”

Snom “Phobos”

Snom “Deimos”

Snorlax “Macaron”

Snubbul “Buddy”

Solrock “Scuti”

Spewpa “Rosie”

Spewpa “Sky”

Spheal “Blueberry”

Spiritomb “Spectre”

Stakataka “Pulsar”

Stufful “Bearbert II”

Sylveon “Charles”

Talonflame “Ember Jr”

Tarountula “Mira”

Tinkatink “Nutmeg”

Tinkaton “Toffee”

Togedemaru “Spike”

Togepi “Sherbert”

Torchic “Nova”

Trapinch “Cinnamon”

Trubbish “Macaron”

Turtwig “Garlan”

Tyrantrum “Sue”

Umbreon “Ivan”

Ursaluna “Sanguin”

Vanillite “Titania”

Venomoth “Sage”

Voltorb “Themis”

Vullaby “Coxal”

Vulpix “Nogitsune”

Walking Wake “”

Wartortle “Dagon”

Watchog “Lantern”

Whimsicott “Brendel”

Whismur “Spooks”

Wooloo “Marshmallow”

Wooloo “Butterscotch”

Wooloo “Muffin”

Wooper “Bubble”

Wurmple “Thalass”

Wyrdeer “Brownie”

Xurkitree “Thunder”

Yamper “Bean”

Zorua “Mimi”

Zweilous “Pisces”

Zygarde “Vesta”

Now he definitely does also have more, but these are the ones constantly following him, not including the ones who instead decided to travel with Ellie, stick with Jazz or go follow after Dan. Or stick with his parents. But y’know, here’s his many travelling friends who just refused to leave him. And most are wild and lacking any sort of pokeballs. Not that it stops him from having a couple of pet carriers or bags that the smaller ones like to hitch a ride in when they can’t perch on him. Or just straight up be carried. 

Damian is on a mission. It is his life goal, at least for now, to convince this stranger to let him have one of the creatures following him. If that means constantly running into him and trying to convince him, fine. If that means getting his father to meet the stranger, so be it as well. 

Currently his goal is for an eevee at the least, but he is also eyeing the other creatures and a couple of eggs that he has no clue what might be too… 

SO, this prompt here:

Would anyone be interested in the list of pokemon I think he has and perhaps even a couple that Damian is trying to lure over/befriend as well?

[gibier3000]

The winter 2018 edition of Bicycle Quarterly is another really great one, check it out here!

[tomwambscunts]

Sending SO MUCH love and support to Bill Hader. You got this.❤️⚡️

[badchoicesposts]

Don’t Dream It’s Over Flashbacks Part Four

DDIO Masterlist

AN: This is a compilation of all of the flashbacks of Liam and Ali’s story from my Don’t Dream It’s Over universe. You can find the full story on my masterlist.

TW: DEPRESSION, SELF HARM

CHAPTER 16

Ali tugged self consciously at the high-waisted, two piece bathing suit that Emma had forced her to get. It was getting hotter and hotter every day, and when Liam learned that she didn’t know how to swim, he decided to make it his life's mission to teach her. The building that he lived in had its own private pool, and as she watched him swim a few laps across it under the moonlight, she couldn’t help but think of how romantic this would have been if she wasn’t so terrified of drowning. 

“Come in with me,” Liam said, swimming up to where she was dangling her legs into the water and wrapping his hands gently around her ankles. 

“I have no problem coming in with you as long as I can stay in the shallow end,” she said was a sweet smile, lowering herself into the pool. 

She sighed as she sunk into the cool water, her feet touching the floor of the pool and the water coming up to her chest. She had always loved the feeling of being in the water. It was oddly liberating considering she was afraid to swim, but she couldn’t deny that just standing in the pool made her muscles relax in a satisfying way. 

“Come in a little further,” Liam coaxed, grabbing her hands and trying to pull her closer to the middle of the pool. 

Ali took a deep breath and allowed her body to flow through the water, guided by his movements. Her breath hitched as the ground began to fall away under her, but Liam instinctively pulled her closer to him, wrapping his arms around her waist so that she knew she was secure. 

“Lean back. I’ll help you balance so you can float,” he said, gently pushing her back. 

Ali hesitated.

“You know, I’m okay with not knowing how to swim,” she said, resisting his movements. 

“You should learn. What if something happens and you need to swim to survive?” he asked, with an amused smile.

“That’s why I have you,” she responded sarcastically.

“And what if I’m not there?”

“Then I guess I’ll just die,” she said.

Liam rolled his eyes in response. 

“Besides, I can think of something we could do instead,” she said, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. 

She pulled him into a soft lingering kiss. 

“That’s not going to work,” he said, pulling away with a clear amount of difficulty.

“Oh, fine,” she gave in, leaning back into the water. 

“You need to relax your body,” he said, his hands on her back under the water, holding her up. 

She attempted to follow his instructions several times, but she never succeeded. The position she was in felt unnatural. 

“I can’t do this,” she said, getting increasingly agitated and stiffening her body even more. 

“Just close your eyes,” Liam instructed. 

“Liam, I don’t want to close my eyes.”

“Please, just do it,” he said with an exasperated sigh. 

He originally thought that this was going to be a much easier task. He had underestimated his girlfriend’s stubbornness and unwillingness to learn something she was afraid of. 

Ali rolled her eyes in annoyance before closing them. 

“Good, now just relax and listen to the sound of my voice,” he said. “Just focus on me.” 

He proceeded to speak in a soft soothing voice about whatever came to his mind, and before Ali knew it her body had relaxed. 

“I think I did it!” she said excitedly, opening her eyes only to find Liam standing in the water a few feet away from her. 

The proud smile that he was wearing was quickly replaced by a look of fear as her body stiffened again, and her arms and legs began flailing as her head fell below the surface. 

“Why did you let go of me!” she yelled, grabbing onto his shoulders tightly as he pulled her back to his body.

“You were doing so well! I thought you would be okay,” Liam said, an apologetic smile on his face.

 “I would kill you if I didn’t need your help getting out of here.”

The man threw his head back and laughed. 

“I promise I’ll make it up to you,” he said, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead.

She narrowed her eyes at the amused expression that he still wore on his face but decided against addressing it. 

“You better.”

CHAPTER 17

Ali smiled from her spot in the doorway as she took in the sight of Marshall twins cuddled up to Liam on the couch. Lily was sitting in his lap, fast asleep and drooling onto his shirt, while Tyler was resting against his arm, slowly falling in and out of consciousness. They had both begged to stay up a little longer than usual because it was a weekend, and Ali had obliged because she knew that this would happen. It was only ten minutes past their usual bedtime, and they were both almost completely knocked out. 

Both of the twins had taken a quick liking to Liam after meeting him that first day in the library. It was now an odd occurrence for Ali to babysit by herself. 

“I think it’s time to get these two into bed,” Ali whispered, walking over to them and taking Tyler into her arms. 

The four-year old protested very little before leaning into her embrace and resting his head on her shoulder. Liam smiled and stood up with Lily in his arms before following Ali to the twins’ bedroom. She placed the toddler down under the covers and placed a pillow on his left side, the way she knew he liked, and watched as Liam did the same for Lily. 

Ali made sure the small star-shaped night light was plugged in before grabbing Liam’s hand and leading him back to the living room of the Marshalls’ apartment. 

Liam pulled her down onto his lap, and Ali smiled against his lips as he kissed her gently. He pulled away from the kiss and looked into her eyes, running his fingers lazily through her curls. Ali could feel the love in his gaze and it made butterflies erupt in her stomach. 

“What’s on your mind?” she asked.

Liam opened his mouth to speak but hesitated and remained quiet. He moved his hand from her hair and wrapped his arms around her waist, keeping her pressed tightly to his chest. 

“Do you ever think about… about having kids?” he asked. 

Ali was startled for a minute, not having expected him to as her that question. 

“Yeah, I do. I’ve always loved kids, and I’ve always imagined myself having them. Not now, of course. But, when I’m older, and I’m done with school,” she said, gently tracing her finger across the stubble on his jaw. 

Liam’s face lit up, and he smiled widely.

“That’s great!” he said happily. 

“What’s with the baby talk all of a sudden?” she asked, resting her head on his shoulder. 

“I like seeing you with them,” he said, inclining his head towards the twins’ door. “And I’ve always wanted a big family,” he said quietly. 

“How big?”

“Maybe six or seven,” Liam said, smiling sheepishly. 

Ali shot up out of his arms. 

“SIX OR SEVEN!” she shrieked, her eyes basically popping out of her head. 

Liam laughed and pulled her back down against him. 

“We can talk about the amount later,” he said, a hint of a smile still on his face. 

“I am not pushing seven babies out of me, Liam. I’ll give you three at most,” she said.

“Shhh, we’ll talk about it when the time comes.”

Ali could tell that he was still smiling as he spoke.

CHAPTER 18

It was freezing out. December was in full swing and as the snow fell softly outside, Ali was glad to be in the safety of Drake and Liam’s apartment, trapped on the couch within a blanket burrito of her own making. Winter was her favorite season and there was nothing she loved more than being cuddled up under warm blankets while there was a slight chill in the air of the apartment. Drake had been scarce recently, and Ali had suspicions that he was seeing someone even if he refused to confirm it. Liam, however, was due back home from work any second, and she was eagerly awaiting his return. 

As she was reaching for the remote to change the channel, the door opened and the man who was plaguing her thoughts walked in bundled up in a long, black, wool coat, and burgundy scarf in attempts to block out the cold, New York air. There was a slight sprinkling of snow covering his clothing, and as he saw Ali curled up on the couch, he was filled with both envy of her warmth and amusement at her ridiculous appearance. He quickly shrugged off his coat, pulled the blankets off of her and dropped down on top of her small frame. She jumped at the intrusion and hastily reached over his back to throw the blankets back over them.

“What are you doing?” she half-screamed, her body now shivering along with his. 

“I was cold,” he said with a chuckle, resting his head on her chest. 

Ali smiled down at him and relaxed as she felt the material of his suit jacket under her fingers. She loved the playful side of her boyfriend that not many got to see. However, not seconds later, she jumped again as Liam pushed her shirt up, gripping onto the warm skin of her sides with his cold hands.

“Your hands are freezing!” she said. 

She squirmed underneath him in attempts to get away from him, but the weight of his body on top of hers kept her firmly in place. 

“Stop touching me with your disgustingly cold fingers,” she whined, still trying to push him away.

“But, you’re so warm,” he spoke into the soft material of her shirt. 

By now his hands were beginning to warm up, and although she wanted to be petty and continue to complain about his actions, her heart softened as he closed his eyes and attempted to wrap his arms around her. Ali moved her own hands up from his back and began to run her fingers gently through Liam’s blond hair, causing his body to melt closer into her.

“You’re so lucky that I love you,” she teased.

“I know.”

CHAPTER 20

Ali shoved her face deeper into her pillow as her tears continued to flow freely down her face. She pulled her blankets up tighter around her body, and she wished that she could just will away this feeling. She hated that she got like this. She hated that her mind made her feel this way: feel like everything was hopeless, feel like hurting herself. 

She had been doing so well. Maybe “well” wasn’t the right word. She had been stable. She had been stable until Liam came into her life. After meeting him she had been happier. Liam made her happy. They had been together for five months, and this was the first truly bad few days she had since they first started seeing each other. She honestly couldn’t even remember what had caused it in the first place. It had been something small, something stupid, and then all of a sudden she was spiralling. She was cycling through every bad feeling she had ever had. She was feeling insecure, scared, angry. Everything felt bad, and she didn’t know how to deal with it.

Liam had been calling her for the past two days, but she had managed to get rid of him every time. She didn’t want him to see her like this. She didn’t want anyone to see her like this, but she couldn’t exactly stop the Larsons from barging in. She appreciated their concern and their help, she truly did. She wouldn’t have been able to get over her parents’ death without them. But, as sympathetic as they were, they didn’t understand that she didn’t have an explanation for what was going on. 

Ali heard her door open and close, before heavy footfalls began approaching the bed. She burrowed deeper into her sheets, expecting Luca to just go away when she didn’t say anything. Instead, she heard a shuffling noise coming from her bookshelf and felt the other side of her bed dip, the side of someone’s arm pressing gently against her back. 

“Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much,” a deep accented voice spoke from next to her.

Ali’s eyebrows furrowed as she listened to Liam read the opening lines of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone. 

“They were the last people you’d expect to be involved in anything strange or mysterious, because they just didn’t hold with such nonsense,” he continued. 

Ali turned her head just enough to see Liam lying on his back next to her, the book held tightly in his hands. 

“What are you doing?” she asked, her voice nasally from her crying.

“I hope you don’t mind. I know how much you love these books, so I figured I should read them too,” he said, smiling down at her. 

He was trying to sound casual, but there was still a tender look in his eyes that showed his true intentions. 

Ali’s eyes began to well up with tears again. This time, however, they were happy tears. The man who she had been trying to hide from was the one that she needed. He wanted to be there for her even if she felt like she didn’t deserve it. She loved him. She loved him so much. 

“Okay,” she said, cuddling into his arm and letting the sound of his voice soothe her into a peaceful sleep. 

CHAPTER 21

“Hey, do you know about the vampire rock band? I heard they sucked!”

Liam groaned causing Ali to chuckle evilly. He sat up against the headboard of his bed and grabbed her by the waist, pulling her into his lap. She rested her back comfortably against his chest, and continued to flip through the joke book that she had gotten from the discount bookshop that they had visited earlier that day. The man rested his chin on her shoulder, reading some of the jokes over her shoulder as she turned the pages. 

“Okay, how about this one? Just burned 2,000 calories. That’s the last time I leave brownies in the oven while I nap,” she tried again, desperate to get him to laugh at something. 

“I believe that’s what people call a fire hazard,” Liam said, gently rubbing his hand up and down her arm. 

Ali groaned at his response and leaned back further into his chest, letting her legs stretch out in front of her. 

“I’m reading a book about anti-gravity. It’s impossible to put down,” she said, giggling to herself. 

“I love it when you laugh,” he whispered softly in her ear. 

The sincerity in his voice took her breath away for a moment. She smiled, knowing that he meant it. 

“I love it when you laugh too. That’s why I’ve been reading you puns for the past half an hour,” she said playfully, turning her head just enough to place a soft kiss on his jaw. 

Liam buried his face in the crook of her neck, wrapping his arms tightly around her. She was just about to read out a joke about Cinderella being thrown off of a sports team for running away from the ball when she heard it. He said the words so quietly that she almost thought she had imagined it. But, then he whispered it again. His lips brushing up against the shell of her ear. 

“I love you.” 

They had never said that to each other before. Ali’s entire body seized up for a moment before she relaxed again. A large, goofy smile spread across her face as she turned in his arms to face him. There was a mixture of hope and hesitation in his eyes as she looked at his face. 

“I love you too,” she said, biting her lip to keep from smiling too much and creeping him out. 

He brushed his lips against hers gently, before they returned back to their previous position of her leaning back against him. Neither of them spoke for a moment, but they both knew that something had changed between them. The silence was interrupted by Liam’s low chuckle a few minutes later.

“What?” she asked.

“I’m positive I just lost an electron. Better keep an ion that.”

CHAPTER 23

Ali felt great. The sugary cocktail she had with dinner was definitely making her feel amazing. She swung her hips to the music that was playing through the speakers of Liam’s living room, aware of the man’s gaze on her back. She listened intently to the music, waiting for her cue. 

“I get wings to fly

Oh, oh....I'm alive”

She belted out the words, her voice mixing in with Celine Dion’s as she turned dramatically on her heels to face her boyfriend. Liam bit back a laugh, staring at her fondly as she continued to serenade him. 

“When you call on me”

She followed this line by pointing aggressively in his direction. 

“When I hear you breathe

I get wings to fly

I feel that I'm alive” 

She continued to sing and dance, her voice becoming more off key the louder she got. 

“Liam! Sing with me!” she said, lunging towards him and grabbing his hands in hers. 

She pulled him up to his feet, losing balance herself for a moment before he straightened them both up.

“I’m not sure you want that, love,” he responded, smiling happily down at her.

“Please?” she begged, pushing herself up onto her toes to gently peck his lips. 

Liam looked around sheepishly for a moment as if to make sure no one was around before giving her a mischievous smile. 

“You've set my heart on fire

Filled me with love

Made me a woman on clouds above”

“What are the two of you doing?” Drake asked.

Neither of them had realized that he was home, but he had obviously just come out of his room and was looking at them like they were crazy.

“Having fun,” Ali responded as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

“And singing completely off key is fun?”

“Extremely,” Liam replied calmly.

“Liam, harmonize with me. You go high, I’ll go low,” Ali said, preparing herself for the upcoming chorus. 

“And it's only begun

I can't wait for the

Rest of my life”

They sang together, Liam’s voice cracking as he tried to carry out the word “life” in a high note.

“You guys are ridiculous,” Drake mumbled.

[licenselesswriter]

The One Who Stayed CH11

Lucas parked his car after driving without any sense for around 40 minutes in the middle of the rain. He takes the keys from his car and let his head hit the steering wheel of his car really hard. Even when he wanted to forget, his mind was still filled with the postal of Maya that he left on his apartment. He felt how the blood starts to circulate back to his penis and thanks to those jeans, it wasn't a comfortable erection - This is great, just great - he says to himself.

He turns on the heat on his car and fastly feels how his body starts to get back the warm the rain stole from him.

Why now? Was the first question that attacks Lucas' mind, it wasn't enough after all what he had to go through his high school years and now he had to deal with the feelings he knew they were buried? Sure, it wasn't nice what he did by running from her and his apartment, but it wasn't nice for her to make him go through all the Lucaya thing all again.

- You have a life now Lucas, focus on the custody and nothing else - he says, trying to convince himself.

He starts his car again and starts to drive, this time, he will face things and no bury them.

 After 1 hour, Maya finally gets out of the bathroom, she was terrified of what she was gonna find. She didn't want to find a condescending look on his face, only to hear that he doesn't think about her in the same way she thinks about him.

Sadly, the reality was rougher and merciless, because when she walked out, she only finds all lights out and silence.

- This is way worse than hear him - Maya softly says, knowing that she's the only one there to listen to those words.

She takes her little self to his room and, as usual, she takes on of his huge shirts. She throws herself into his bed, and for a moment, she let his smell to comfort her, and then, the tears start to flow again.

She managed to drive away Riley, and then she drives away Lucas - I'm a fucking moron - she says, really wanting to erase what she did an hour ago.

- No, you're not - Lucas says at her back.

- Lucas - she says his name looking at him - I'm gonna call an Uber - she says, but Lucas stopped her.

-You think we can talk? - he asks her.

- You know, I thought I wanted you to say something, but I don't want really, so can we not? - she asks back.

Lucas smile to her - Ok, so no talk, care to hear me out instead? - he asks, and knowing that he would do it anyways, she nods defeated - Thanks - he says and grabs her hand, dragging her from his room to the living room.

- Coffee and donuts? - she asks when she saw his coffee table.

- I have a lot to say - he answers and sits on his sofa. He pats the sofa next to him and Maya looked at him.

- Do you just pat for me to sit down? - she asks.

Lucas just laughs and follows her game - No, I was just patting for a better place for me to sit - he replies and changes his seat.

Maya smiled at him and sits next to him - About earlier - she started.

- Don't - Lucas cuts her in the second.

Maya felt rejected when he stopped her apology and she felt like an iron ball falls deep inside her belly.

Lucas grabs a cup of coffee and takes a sip and keep his silence for at least 2 minutes - I'm flattered, but I can't, at least, not now - he finally says.

Maya gave him a fake smile and attempt to get up, but Lucas grabs her arm and she looks at him waiting for an explanation - I get it, but this is not fair, not to me - she says, trying to get rid of his grab.

- Then what you did to me wasn't fair either - Lucas replies, making Maya double her effort to get rid of his grab - Maya please - he begs her.

- Look, I get it, you don't Love me in the way I Love you, but making me stay here is just torture - she says.

Lucas starts to get a bit frustrated by Maya - And exactly in what way you Love me? Because I've only heard reasons for you to run away from here and not listen to me - he says, trying to make Maya stay.

- Run from here as you did? - Maya asks back.

They both stay silent for a good 5 minutes until Maya finally broke it.

- Good night Lucas - she says.

Lucas just gets up from the couch and stop her for a second - If you want to go, go, but at least let me take you home, I can't let you go on a cab wearing only my shirt - he says.

Maya only nods at him.

He drives to her place in absolute silence, and after 20 minutes, they finally arrive. While Lucas parks his car, Maya stares at him - I guess this is the end - she says.

Lucas just laughs and make her look at him perplexed - Maya, I'm gonna be honest with you, I do Love you, in a romantic way - he says and Maya looked more perplexed if that was even possible - But I'm still married, and I'm in the middle of a divorce, so I can't reciprocate your feelings in the way you want me to - he says before caressing her face.

- You Love me? - she asks him.

- Since I was 13 - he replies and then grabs his hands and kiss them - But I also love Riley, because even when our thing is gonna end in the worst way possible, she is the mother of my daughter, and nothing is gonna erase that.

Maya smiles to him and pull his hands and kiss them - I can live with that - she says and makes Lucas smile.

- Look, I can't make you any promises, at least not right now - he says looking directly into her eyes - But I know, that this - he adds fastly pointing between himself and her - Is still something we both want, it's gonna happen - he finishes.

- Wasn't that a promise? - Maya asks him with a smile on his face.

Lucas just smile at her and out of nowhere he put a kiss on her lips, not a passionate and rough one, but tender and gentle - Not a promise, a spoiler - he answers.

Surprised, Maya felt how his cheeks start to burn - I don't like this - she says and opens the door - Not fair that you have that power over me - she adds making a fake pout that makes him laugh - I guess I will see you soon? - she asks.

- Like usual - he replies.

Maya gets out his car and closes the door and walks inside her building only on Lucas' shirt.

Lucas just watches her disappear into the building while his hand touches his own lips and a soft blush appears on his face - I like strawberry lip gloss - he softly says to himself, before turning on his car and drives back to his home.

 The next morning Lucas heard how someone was trying to throw down his front door - Hey! Hey! Calm the fuck down! - Lucas shouts from inside his apartment while he rushes to the door to open it.

- Where is she? - he heard a brunette blur say when she rushes inside his apartment.

- Good Morning Lucas, mind if I come in? thanks - Lucas says sarcastically looking at his wife look around his apartment - Are you in the middle of your breakfast? I'm sorry to interrupt, but I'm looking for someone - he continues.

- Don't play dumb - Riley fastly says and walk to Lucas to face him - Where is Maya? - she asks him.

- Don't know - Lucas lie and look at his watch - It's before 11, so I'm guessing her apartment - he answers.

- I'm not in the mood for your shit Lucas - she says facing him.

Lucas just sighs in defeat - Look, Riley, do as you please, if you want to search for Maya here, do it, just do it in silence and let me have my breakfast - he says and walks back to the kitchen.

After less than 10 minutes, Riley shows up on the kitchen - I apologize - she says ashamed.

Lucas takes his time, and keep eating his pancakes. He takes a sip of his coffee and then looks at her - I know why you're here - he says and Riley looks at him surprised - And trust me, I'm at the limit of my patience right now - he adds.

- Then you should understand - she says.

And Lucas' face transforms - Out - he says and gets up the stall in his kitchen - Out of my house, now - he adds. When he finally gets his wife out, he suppresses the huge urgency of pour himself a drink - Don't give her the satisfaction - he says to himself and goes back to finish his breakfast.

Another 6 days passed, and finally, Lucas was getting Lily back at his apartment.

- Lord Friar - she greets Lucas doing a bow.

- You get her into Game of Thrones? - Lucas asks Riley.

- Not me, her grandfather - Riley explained, then she gets on Lily's height and look at her directly into her eyes - Lady Friar, could you please give me a few minutes to speak alone with Lord Friar? - she asks her.

- Of course, Lady Matthews-Friar - Lily say, making Lucas avoid Riley's look.

Lily fastly run to the room she shares with her father and Lucas cross his arms.

- What do you need now? - he asks her.

- The fact that you have your arms crossed means I'm not in the best place to ask something - she says.

Lucas just looked at her and rolled his eyes - I don't have time for this, just say what you want and leave - he says walking back to his kitchen.

Shyly, Riley follows him and take a stall sitting in front of him - I want to apologize - she said.

Lucas' eyes widen in surprise - If this is about last week when you almost throw down my front door, don't be - he says and takes a sip of his tea - Trust me, I understand - he adds putting his mug on the counter - Is that all? - he asks her.

- Wow, a bit too condescending and a bit too asshole - Riley says to him, getting up from the stool.

- I think I'm entitled - Lucas fastly replied.

- I'm not in the mood for this - Riley says, knowing that maybe that conversation was a mistake - Lily! - Riley calls for her daughter, who fastly run to the living room. Lucas follow her to the living room while Riley hugs Lily, very tightly - I'm gonna miss you so much - Riley says and showers her daughter with kisses all around her face.

- She will miss you too - Riley heard at her back.

Lucas just avoids looking at the storm forming in his living room.

- Aunt Maya! - Lily screams with joy, leaving her mother arms to run for Maya.

- My favorite Goddaughter - Maya says and get on Lily's height and hugs her, putting the box on her hands on the coffee table.

- Why you didn't visit me? - Lily asks Maya.

Maya looks at Lucas - I've been busy - she excuses herself - But on the other hand, I get you donuts - she says and point to the box she put on the coffee table.

- All forgiven - she says and gets free from Maya to get the box of donuts.

Lucas looks at his daughter - Maybe a cup of tea for those donuts Lady Lily? - Lucas asks her.

- I think that sounds delightful Lord Friar - she says and walks into the kitchen.

- Riley, I will call you later so we can plan Lily's birthday - he says and starts to walk to the kitchen - Please be civil with each other - he adds and gets inside the kitchen.

After a few minutes of awkward silence, Riley finally broke it - So, in the end, you stole him from me - she says to her former best friend.

Maya just look at the floor before facing her - Don't put that on me, you drive him away from you - Maya defends herself.

- Whore - Riley says and walk out Lucas apartment.

- He turned me down Riley - she confesses.

Riley wasn't able to suppress a smile before walking out.

Maya walks to the couch and takes her spot.

10 minutes later, Lucas walks out of the kitchen with 2 cups. He takes a seat next to her and gives her the cup - Worst. Timing. Ever - he jokes.

Maya doesn't even look at him, she just takes a sip of her coffee, before being comforted by Lucas. She felt his lips on her forehead and her smile shows again.

- Come on, get up - Lucas says and lift her up.

- Don't wanna, couch is Love - she pouts.

- Lily is gonna eat all the donuts, and that's not healthy for her - Lucas replies.

- Piggyback - she says and Lucas just laughs and walks to the kitchen.

A few minutes later he came back - For God's sake - he says and gives Maya a piggyback ride.

 After lunch, Lily takes her spot, cuddling with her father while Maya sits next to them, while the TV shows Star vs the forces of Evil.

- Lily - Lucas call his daughter - Have you think about your birthday party theme? - he asks her.

- Yeah - she says while she keeps watching her TV show.

- Care to share your thoughts? - Lucas asks her this time.

- Shhhh, later, Star time now - she replies, making Maya laugh.

- Seems like a good time for coffee - Maya says getting up.

- Excuse me darling - Lucas says to Lily and gets up, following Maya to his kitchen. Lucas sits on a stool while Maya pours coffee on their cups.

- Your attempts to get information are pathetic - Maya says and gives him a cup.

- If she doesn't like her new room, I'm gonna jump from a building - Lucas says looking how Maya laughs.

- Come on, she's gonna Love it - Maya says, laughing about his friend worry.

- Am I rushing with this? - Lucas asks.

- Well, you can't rent forever - Maya explains.

- I know, I just, wish, ah, forget it - Lucas says trying to formulate what's inside his mind.

Maya just grabs his hand and softly caresses it, resting his mind - She's gonna Love it - she says.

Lucas would be lying if he dares to say that his heart didn't flip at that moment. He lifts her hand and in the most delicate way, he put a kiss on her hand - What would I do without you Maya Hunter? - he says looking directly at her eyes.

- Stop doing that - she says with a little giggle escaping her mouth.

Lucas looks at her confused - What I'm doing exactly? - he asks.

Maya smile and looks at him directly - You're making me fall even harder - she answers.

Lucas just gets up and refuse to look at her.

He didn't want her to see how red he was.

2 days passed and Lucas decides to call Riley.

- Lucas - he heard from the other side of his phone.

- Riley - Lucas replies - Busy? - he asks.

- A bit, but always have time for planning my girl's birthday - she answers.

- Great, she told me that she still wants to have a Star vs the Forces of Evil birthday - he says to the brunette.

- Are you busy tonight? - she asks him.

- Of course I am - Lucas fastly replies - Who you think makes dinner for our daughter? - he asks back.

- You really should tone down your condescending tone - Riley says - Care to join me for dinner so we can discuss in detail about her birthday? - she asks.

- Do I have a choice or you're trying to impose dinner? - Lucas asks.

- You can always ditch me, but I really prefer to have dinner so we can talk in secret about her birthday - she lies.

- Fine, but please, not on any of those fancy restaurants you Love - Lucas replies

- Consider it done - Riley says in a happy tone - Pick you at 8? - she asks him.

- At 9, I want Lily in bed before leaving - he replies.

- Ok, cool, cool, cool - Riley fastly says - I'll pick you at 9 then - she adds before finishing the call.

Lucas can't resist thinking that maybe, this dinner thing, wasn't a good idea.

 Riley was nervous, she spends, close to an hour looking outfits.

- Business dinner in jeans? - Topanga says looking at her daughter looking at herself in the mirror - Oh baby, I raise you better - she adds.

Riley only gave her a smile while she looks at her ass on the mirror - Business, but not work - she fastly says - Lucas and I are going out to plan Lily's birthday party - she adds with a huge smile on her face.

- You know that he's there to plan your daughter's party, right? - Topanga asks her.

- I know, but that doesn't mean I have to dress like a nun - she adds taking off her top to wear a shirt that accentuates her breast.

- Just... Never mind - Topanga stopped herself to warn her daughter about her high hopes.

Finally, after another 20 minutes, Riley walks out her parents’ home wearing skinny jeans a blue flannel shirt and an army jacket.

20 minutes later, Riley walks out of her car. One of Lucas neighbors let her in and she takes the elevator to his floor.

When the door opens, she didn't expect to hear what she heard.

- Are you sure you don't mind taking care of her tonight? - Lucas says to someone, who is pushing him out of his apartment.

- Please, she's my Goddaughter, I love her, I Love you, why wouldn't I like to do this? - she asks him.

Lucas just rolls his eyes while a little blush shows on his face - Maya, what do we agree? - Lucas asks her.

- I know, I'm forbidden to flirt with you in your house - she says and fixes his shirt - Now go - she adds and slowly closes the door - For the record, I'm borrowing the San Antonio Jersey - she adds and blows him a kiss.

Lucas just laughs and scratch the back of his head.

Seconds later, Riley shows up - Hello - she says, startling Lucas.

- Jesus Christ! - Lucas exclaims, fastly putting a hand over his chest.

- Doing something wrong maybe? - Riley asks.

- Want me to go back to my place and plan this by myself? Because I would do it - Lucas replies.

- No, no, it's ok, let's go - she says.

A few minutes later they get on her car.

Lucas didn't bother to look at her, but his words reach her - You look good tonight Riley - he says, making her smile.

20 minutes of driving leaves them into a very familiar place for them.

Lucas looks at Riley surprised - Really? The Max? - he asks while he looked at the bright neon lights in the dinner they just arrived.

- You used to Love this place - Riley says, fearing that maybe she screws this for herself.

- Correction - Lucas says getting down her car - I Love this place - he adds showing a huge smile.

Riley smiled back and think that maybe this was good for her too.

 They both sit in a booth, and fastly a waitress came to them.

- What can I get you fellas? - she asks them.

- I haven't been here in ages, you still make that delicious Rib burger? - Lucas asks.

The waitress smile to him - Yes, we do, let me guess, Strawberry Smoothie? - she asks him.

Lucas looked at Riley - I Love this place - he says feeling like having 17 again.

- I want a hot dog and some extra-large fries, strawberry smoothie too - she says, smiling at Lucas happiness.

When the waitress left, Lucas looks at Riley - Shall we start? - he asks putting a folder over the table.

- You said that she wanted a Star vs the Forces of Evil birthday party - Riley started - What is that? - she asks, making Lucas laugh.

2 burgers and 2 hot dogs later they both were almost finished.

- Ok, so, I get the dress and you get the wand, my mother would love to help you with the cake and my father with the arrangements - she says, taking notes on her tablet.

- My mother will help with the food too; I'll tell her to play nice - he says closing his folder - And I guess that's all - he says and pulls his phone from his pocket.

- What are you doing? - Riley asks him.

- It's late, so getting myself an Uber - he simply replies.

- I was thinking that maybe we could go for a drink after this - Riley propose.

Lucas just look at her like a dead fish - Besides wine, I stopped drinking Riley - Lucas says and puts his mind back at his Uber driver - He will be here in 10 minutes, I'll get the check - he says and gets up and walk to the counter.

Riley felt like she was just punched in the face.

Lucas came back to the booth and pack his things - Let's go, I'll walk you to your car - he says and then look at the waitress - I'll be back soon, I'll walk her to her car - he says, and they both leave the diner.

Once they were next to her car, Riley decides to speak.

- Are you sure you don't want to come for some drinks? - she asks him.

Lucas just took a moment before answering - I know what you're trying to do, and it's not gonna work - he says, socking his future ex-wife - Riley, I just came here to plan Lily's birthday party - he adds.

Riley felt some incredible desire to cry a bit, but she saves it - Why it looks like I am the only one trying to work this out? - she asks him.

Lucas looks at her, feeling bad for her - Because you're the only one - Lucas explains and grab her hands - I will always Love the version of you that gave me Lily, and a family, and amazing years - he continues and put a kiss on her hands, on the edge of having a breakdown - But I can't forgive, I tried, God knows I tried, but I can't - he says and slowly separates from Riley - We need to move on Riley, for ourselves and for Lily - he says and kisses her hands again before walking back to the diner.

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Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone: Everyone Lives AU

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Chapter Three The Letter from Hogwarts

Harry spent nearly every day of July at the window, anxiously awaiting the owl that would bring his letter. His birthday wasn’t until the end of July, and his acceptance letter would come a week before his birthday, but Harry didn’t care. He wanted his letter now. Surely wanting it this badly would make it come faster.

"Will it come today, Mum?"

"I don't tell the owls when to deliver letters."

"But you could tell them, couldn't you?"

"And how would I do that?"

"You and Dad write to Dumbledore all the time. Just write him a letter and tell him to send my Hogwarts letter back right now."

"Dumbledore won't be writing the letter. It'll be the Deputy Headmistress."

"Then write to her and tell her to send me my letter."

"Be patient."

On Tuesday, Harry came down the stairs rather morose. He picked at his eggs and nibbled on his toast and turned down porridge.

"What's the matter?" James asked.

"I'm not going to Hogwarts."

"What? When did you decide this?"

"My letter hasn't come. I don't think I'll be going."

"You're not eleven yet. It'll come soon."

And with the grave sagacity only a nearly-eleven-year-old-boy could muster he said, "No. I've already come to terms with my fate. I'll not be a real wizard after all."

James wanted to laugh. He tried very hard not to laugh. With a twitching mouth he patted his son's arm, choked out in as sympathetic a tone he could manage, "I'm sure it will come soon," then nearly ran to Lily in the next room to tell her what had just happened.

James and Lily spent the day talking him out of his strange low. And by the end of the day Harry was back to waiting at the window, watching for the owl.

"They won’t send it after dark." James tried to call him to dinner, but he didn't budge, and fell asleep in the window sill without eating at all.

The next morning, Harry was woken at sunrise by something tapping at the window. Harry had hardly looked at the owl before he was scrambling to pull the glass open. The owl fluttered in and dropped a thick parchment envelope into his lap. It was addressed:

Mr. H. Potter Styncon Garden Stinchcombe, Gloucestershire

"Mum! Dad!" he shouted.

The owl screeched as Harry bolted to his feet and sent the bird tumbling onto the floor.

"Mum! Dad!" It was louder than Harry had been on any Christmas morning as he bounced into their bedroom. James groaned at the weight and Lily rolled over with a sigh.

"It came, did it?" James mumbled and fumbled for his glasses on the dressing table. He didn't find them, but his hand tightened around his wand. "Accio glasses," he mumbled. His glasses came to him, but so did Harry's. "Merlin's beard," he muttered as he sat up and gave Harry back his glasses.

"Spells before seven, James, we've talked about this," Lily said groggily as she too sat up.

"Right, right." He groaned and rubbed his hands over his face. "Well, congrats, Harry. Did you open it?"

Harry proceeded to rip open the parchment, "Carefully, or you'll tear it," Lily warned, and Harry drew his letter out, written on standard wizarding parchment, as thick as the envelope it had been sent in.

"HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY," Harry read aloud. "Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore (Order of Merlin, First Class— Mum, Dad, you have that, don't you?"

Lily and James only gave him gentle smiles for an answer, and Harry read on, "Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards) — He sounds important! Dear Mr Potter, We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31. Yours sincerely, Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress."

Harry quickly picked up the list of supplies he would need for school. "Does this mean we'll be going to Diagon Alley?" he asked excitedly.

Lily took the list from him and looked it over. "No where else to get a standard cauldron." She wrinkled her nose. "They still require you to wear hats? Ugh. I've really been wishing they'd change that."

"Maybe it's only for special feasts or things like that." James shrugged.

"It says for day wear."

"No fashionable wizards wear hats anymore. That's ridiculous."

"The Malfoys wear hats," Lily said with a smile.

"My point exactly." James shook his head. "I'll be quill-ing a strongly worded letter to Dumbledore. Hats. Really."

Harry didn't care much about whether he needed to wear a hat or not. He just wanted to go to Hogwarts. He'd show up in bright red shoes with purple hair if they asked him to. "Can we go to Diagon Alley today?"

"No, no," Lily shook her head. "We've got a lot to do to get ready for your birthday next week. We'll go to Diagon Alley afterwards."

The next week was a flurry of excitement. Cleaning the house from top to bottom, pruning the garden in the back. Lily said the wild look gave it character; James said he was worried it looked alive and could eat the guests. Harry said that it might be more exciting if the plants did eat the guests. He'd become rather dismal about the party ever since he found out he had to wear dress robes for it.

On the day of the party, a large cake was set in the garden under a small tent. Sirius and Uncle Remus arrived early and helped James set up the tent and a few minor enchantments to keep the summer heat from beating down on the guests. And there were a lot of guests.

Augusta Longbottom was the first to arrive. Her son Frank, his wife Alice, and their son Neville were close behind. Dumbledore arrived early, but didn't stay long. He said his hellos to everyone present, told Harry to have a wonderful birthday — "Eleven is an important year for a young man," took a slice of cake, charmed it from chocolate to lemon, then said his goodbyes.

Minerva McGonagall, the Weasley family, the Bones family, and the Prewett brothers all arrived.

The children naturally grouped together — Susan, Harry, Ron, and Neville — since they were all ten years old, and all would be going to Hogwarts in autumn. All of them had already had their eleventh birthday parties, and Harry had suffered it with them. Ron’s, at least, hadn’t required dress robes.

Ginny tagged along next to Ron, swinging her short legs in the chair and picking at her chocolate cake. The twins Fred and George were nowhere to be seen, and Percy was busy showing his prefect badge off to any adult who would pat his shoulder and tell him how excited they were for him.

"I want to go with all of you," Ginny pouted.

"You’ll come next year," Susan said with a smile.

"I don't want to go at all," Neville moaned, and worked his way through his second piece of cake with the steady pace of a marathon runner.

"It'll be exciting," Harry said. "We'll all be in Gryffindor, of course."

"I'll be in Hufflepuff," Neville said assuredly.

Ron looked green at the thought. "I'll probably end up in Hufflepuff, too. I'll never live it down."

"It doesn't matter where we end up," Susan scolded them. "Nymphadora was in Hufflepuff, you know."

The five children turned their heads to look at the young woman chatting with Sirius and Remus. Her hair was a vibrant pink, and while she spoke, she was tapping her fingernails against the table. Her fingers would roll once, perfectly normal, but then they'd grow long like dragon claws or tiny and sharp like cat claws every few clicks.

"Fred and George said I'll be in Hufflepuff for sure," Ron said gloomily.

"Course you will, mate," one of the twins popped out from under the table. The other one followed close behind, and Neville fell backwards from his chair in shock.

"You'll never make it past the sorting into Gryffindor," the other said.

"How do you get sorted? Is it a test?" Ginny asked.

"Oh yes," they said in unison.

"There's a long written essay," one said, "and then there's the practical, of course," the other chimed in.

"What's the practical?" Ron asked nervously.

"Facing a dragon of course."

Harry and Susan burst into laughter. Neville and Ron looked ill.

Before anyone could assure Neville and Ron that the twins were joking, the Macmillans arrived.

Ernie Macmillan, loud as usual, made formal greetings to Mr. and Mrs. Potter, then practically bounced his way over to where the other children his age were.

"Happy Birthday, Harry," he said loudly.

"Thanks. There's cake —"

"Don't mind if I do. Thank you so much."

Ginny giggled and Susan rolled her eyes. Ernie was always like this — eleven years old, and pretending he was thirty-five in a different era. They were all rather used to it, and it was a blessing they only had to see him at family parties.

"Are you all ready for Hogwarts? I'm ready, myself. Got my books and everything. Mum let me try a few charms out, for practice. I expect I'll be well ahead of the class when we begin. It's a shame we can't bring a broom. I'd've loved to play a bit of Quidditch, for fun, of course."

"We can't bring a broom?" Harry nearly choked on his cake. He hadn't seen that in his letter. Suddenly Hogwarts did not sound nearly as exciting.

"We'll let you borrow ours," the twins grinned. "Little Ronnie does sometimes, that is, when he can get it off the ground."

"I can too fly," he snapped.

"Yeah, but Ginny always outstrips you by a mile."

"So what?" he mumbled. "I can fly a broom."

Ginny looked to Harry, to see what he thought of her flying faster than Ron, but he wasn't listening. Harry was busy wondering if he could convince his father to let him smuggle in a broom. It would have to be behind his mother's back. She would never approve of it. But he knew his father had played Quidditch at Hogwarts. Surely he would understand.

As the sun set and the evening settled in, people began to say their goodbyes. The Longbottoms first, the Prewetts, the Tonks — Nymphadora lingered a while longer, until nearly everyone else had gone, before finally excusing herself — the Macmillans, the Weasleys, and Minerva. The last guests were Susan Bones, her aunt, her parents, and of course Sirius and Remus were still there.

Susan and Harry had moved inside, and were playing wizard chess. They were on their third game, and clearly quite tired of each other. Their eyes kept drifting outside to the adults conversation, which was no longer in separate parties. Amelia Bones was speaking and the children were trying very hard to listen, but she was too quiet for them to hear anything other than murmurs.

"He has a right to know," Sirius's voice said, much louder than anyone else. Someone tried to quiet him, but he wasn't listening. "I mean it. If I was him, I'd expect to be told. I wouldn't take no for answer."

"You've never taken no for an answer," Lily said. "And you have to understand — how do you tell an eleven-year-old child —" and her voice dropped.

Harry and Susan glanced at each other, and in silent agreement, abandoned the game and crept to the back door so they could hear clearly.

"Lily's right," Uncle Remus said. "We can't tell him that."

Sirius made a disgruntled noise, but had nothing further to protest.

"Are you sure you don't want us here?" Susan's father said quietly. Harry and Susan had to press their ears right up against the door to hear. "Susan was young during the war, but she's someone Harry can connect with, perhaps —"

"Thank you," James interrupted, "Honestly, thank you. But I think... I think it should be a family conversation. And we do have someone coming to help. Perhaps afterwards…. I'll be sure Harry knows he can talk to Susan if he needs someone his own age."

The sound of chairs moving and the rustling of grass sent Harry and Susan darting back to their chess game, looking as innocent as they could. Harry chewed on his lower lip, hoping that he looked more like he was concentrating on the game and less like he was worrying over what his parents had said.

When the adults came into the room, Harry and Susan got to their feet.

"Time to go, Susan," her mother said sweetly. "Do you need to help clean up?" But Harry had already packed the chessboard away, and the pieces were climbing obediently back into the box.

Susan and Harry said awkward goodbyes, with furtive glances to each of their parents, and then James and Lily walked Amelia and Mr. and Mrs. Bones out.

Sirius sank into a rather plush armchair, and Remus took a seat on the edge of the sofa. Harry sat on the armrest of Sirius's chair.

"Did you have a good birthday, Harry?" Remus asked with a smile.

"Yes, I did. Only —" He stopped, unsure how to ask after their secret conversation.

"Only what?" Sirius raised an eyebrow at him.

"What were you all talking about? Are you going to tell me?"

"At least wait for your mum and dad," Sirius half-laughed. If either Sirius or Remus were disappointed in him for eavesdropping, they didn't show it.

Lily and James came back into the room.

"Should I put on some tea?" Lily asked, hands fidgeting with the hem of her sleeves.

"Please," Sirius said.

"If you have coffee," Remus cleared his throat.

"Of course."

"Rough weekend?" James asked as he sat down next to Remus.

"Not as bad as it could have been."

James nodded understandingly. "If there were any damages —"

"Thank you, James. You've always been too generous."

It was a compliment which James only shrugged at. "Can't be generous if I've got too much of it," and Sirius snorted.

Harry moved from Sirius's arm rest to the seat beside his dad. "Dad, what are you going to tell me?"

James's face lost a shade of colour. "Just be patient. Give your Mum and I a minute. And we're waiting on —"

There was a thunderous knock at the door, and a weary smile slipped over James's face.

"Waiting on Hagrid."

[the-sleepysiren]

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Why ofcourse ~!

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Go wit, fed with bands

A ballad sequence

               1

Though divine: he foxes, that thy     quietly almost, be destruck wires success, and monde a     craft rig as Love’s sake: for

fear’d of court thought consult let of     life and sucked at thy wish your fill that will come simples with     sweetest won at Waters

can she is strong, to builded field,     when up from the streets for the Optick Nerve, I move, huge clocks     are unto pearly taughters

of yours and no contemn, nor     knots, nor do I envy wish them both it at lamps do bewray     amang to this, nor

use a vertue now, maybe wildest     else, we spoken neck is lips as thou seest thou seen the golden     stake. Some simplies: nor

do not an infant by the led!     And what hand; the glad as he seen or a young haze, know thy     creature he maid look’d grace

me. Go wit, fed with bands! Me the     purple Cullambine, the daughter. Playing from the virgin     this mouth—rathering sun;

coral seas oft his shown, Sugar,     my under his end answer— then thy mammie’s when the train     going away; to Homer

present I ne’er prince’s delight     Beauty, science, ’ I respect: the was not given your     people of those thereon.

               2

Our gentle Adeline bribed chase.     Exposed, she woes with what Man for delay, and excuse that     darkness alarm came, sad

rakes men of mine of dogs and as     it would the would beg in jest; and, feeling, and bears with pointed     I: the cedars. What

render the reserve their time where     apt thy hair wilt the rich housekeeper of her rennes to     bed in Julia’s littleneck

clamorings with Latonaes     see how she hall say so tickling dull dropping like let us     not err, to so closed

at he should not be embrace, with     mistake. Now I confest my mother insolent voice more     streets, thousand, above, has

such set thee with a gold; yet for     the air is find a thief, and truth like to the travelled. And     the world life and face call’d

my beloved tracassertion     both in the way hersely our to Rowhampton gather’s     body, and earth, all thereon

our court, and, t was away     individual blemishe merchanced in drear to fix     the lily of love with

that both made Love welcome away,     come went. The pangs but Time, thou leaps, and kissings she simple     princesse be all the river.

There I strike the porting bridge     too much music, they would be not knocketh, when other name     a moralities, and

years, pale black reel of any both     Silk, or Trimmering than we could given as it none     columbine, more sooner this

sacredness you will entwine my     heart, which changing poured by every desire to these that     burden down earth; their name,

and from a hyacinth is like     six from the orange my wife to built and round gone. This name     you had nae will inclose

hours yet to dwelling loses by     the future flourished, place out by thy hive. Firstly, cause my     pomegranates budded.

So hath Home apple tree, I     am my every much once will be stuck the Foundation;     till middle of presently

that I don’t you art that the     Rhone in through to walked with my room goes be bark, in the leave,     and wide were thee! Of

eloquench perpendicularly     taming; all draws is slain famous for the little to speech     is unwelcome hope; whenas

the second and wilt though he     street shall between; nor, and euery flower, for my bribed; pictures.     Now kiss foreigned.

               3

Hath some shall never hand challen.     In that may shutter; but that heifer look around, as I     in her discover’d assays,

as to see, the portion. Poor     thy tears thoughts another’s woods as madding and the bedclothes     rich even dead such

and pleased the ending Despair: do     you look upon a sing that thought, a nod. And the worlds have     ye, and somewhat I must

brance. Shut fast part, after than the     clatter face sweet separate a dry empty they head surround.     Has gravity, I’ve bee,

that pair because a lyzard dull     again. Away like a basket on Vertue and only when     I beheld him—Which is

desert in a harmony do     grown come to your slumbers saw the swarming hour with too     moistures, be a personified

Bolero; or, lay they     not match a shudder which man he harmony. And quietly,     let vs hommes’ who

undefile thy sweet smooth     attentions lyre, set for love will consort of the west, you know.     And yet, to-day, to sence,

as trophies our other mouth, beneath     look’d perhaps to offer poison long into meets to     gainst her? With his can’t stand

take of his gift to glow. See now     him, because thing bottom them round; some says easy to     resembly, legitimately

bee than ever fell his different     goeth mark, and Ermine: but, in beginner; but,     Go for some holy mind.

               4

And the Black, the grateful pretty     skipping be they came, and face, clothes to fly which is death yet     Faith silver forth into

an orchard of these blew our winding     crowns and not one thee, O my little fierce light her? Alters     filled both it a holy

perswasion I will of your     silk or taffeta, which sevent: the paths for my father’s     kneele and of retired.

               5

And haunt’st meet that a long deceive     a gum. Except in the Canto; where a far more washed grain,     thou would not leaving a

tomb. And Syrinx reioyse, the Cantos.     Has this, give me thye this wife he is much the shadow-like     my Julia’s chanced with

post, she look away. We wild depress,     find the lady’s but hawk encumbers might, by variety;     Unconstant

Sylvio soon hand fame you, O daughters     fall of the vasty verse sort with the electrical     could not praised: proud of that

Sage’s sake: for many scorn gave     it the river. Beyond a cod: i’ll now, my mind.     Conduct freeze: what placid

mistress, since her austerious spring     line whole thing a poplar or a poplar or might think     my sister, some slights! I

bade monde. Bed I take her freight quite;     so your huntsman’s down, nor hair off, and Crabbe with him to grace     and sing is her? Him. And

now my breasts, and fresh, and thou could     be mostly in danger guess’d. One might claim that water, must     our names, how the breath some

must not one who given of thy     state a store eyes attempred to see a balloons of where;     one gold. And now and heir—

and was uncertain my well-conduct     fresh and arms and one sheaf? Haste our wish to the lattice.     If in loue? But oh, my

spoken lilies or mourn of pee.     But one, mortal hill-floweth one the strong, leaning its to     kisses set do not to

you do her be clearer than I     see how you will burrows never know, silent back to earth,     what least important: the

flowers selfe into be most defeat,     himself on the scene, and some destruck with mistressed     loves. What in Nature on

you would bringeth. When we’ve in the     graze above as to yeild. What I maun till manners. To bed     I was his generality.

Chart upon a snares a     years by being, but Time! I wanting like smoke in honest     of possible month of

may rest. Him whom them: their either     friend, you and like a queen? And someth up for too deep sorrow,     and let me agains.

               6

For foes—all never chain aflame     of moistures foxes’ brush and. Witness, find hath to binds     me her form imprisoner

peace call: Wherein young with a     compassing lights he feed unto Themselves to be discourge.     And his garden, though day

let who upon her stone by now     mething slaves, now! My pain, and of frankincense shape of the     tower on either well,

with thine eye may depart in their     Strength to sink—I have a little life unto makest though     somethink to every

mother’s heavy load to the best     of talent about the sky, their bodied from the queens of     goats, thou not proud of one

might nature’s ever than the night.     The left eyes than would your light, and on the though the vine, as     a breasts: what I her to

resting at the cedar, a tear;     whenas the roses glowing to the lilies are it. And     I heart true nature sheep-

track’s made for all th’effect with what     is ours yet no scant it has his my beds of his cell: and     yet I call’d have laid: a

Countenance when in either a     long an end. My misty verse the duchesse with my happy     valley call in the bubble,

and then, and the people of     song; though heroic gigante, upright once had she what     she well; thou leap year him.

               7

How little link of youth and here’s     an awkward labour town to steal me the way from those     sort of eglanting from

that not miss! Thou like swift foot into     you dost the fools in her she same his Grace alloy with     here, thou fed by you know.

               8

Are all; so, another us?     Now in my arms till’d again. At her gods best it oft haue     for more did ring night. To thus, that rich you all that fall out     their hear it. The true survey the strong women, whilst our gaudy     May-games erected,

which fairy-gifts might and die; for,     that mind fly freeze in thy voice of duty, you say’st the list     from the Wand other waist, sat by the bit, when to the travelled.     All the was work with child of their childhood, no more she     west way. Work of the roses

and for mountain-top, to early     rise of Sisyphus, if yours set on her by the buoys     were she sea, but truth is Syrinx reioyse, that blood-shed silent     in ev’ry other she shorn off is inexperience,     ’ I reigners of friend’st

friends joy, to the cursed then my own,     you use like a life- enkindling, how that no scandals stream     of kind of dead. And sloop in my Lady Adeliness.     Are those desperate some small distill’d have no feel men, and     to the listening the drawn

by river once vowed her jewel from     though he was all for their for delay: that you cannot the     graver of Lebanon. I never dwell in the peace, as     when take the city-roar to reveal the purr of green worships     its experience

made myself, and then the Tast, she     put his is meant by a spirit may but the field, the face     the dinghy, has slave-maker, and ennui. To make his     Paradise of matter kept from your deep sorrow sea short,     as a dial-handed with

threefold, which faints, I feel instruck     throne of might have from disgusting little: Would chosen so     find hesitation—for she divine, and alloy with sweete     Violiness but, where much seep the designed. And sulkily     the shore thy fine another

weare, his for thou have ear; then,     whose be in you wilt the river’s hard bless that home did seen,     three with my feet you more a grace of men, the too, of the     brings me the bulbs of the lilies flung as did the tropical     countenance saucy

jacks so will love, as ears, still for     sweet of the power, how the doeth down in to sparkled o’er     this parent listent was, or he black reel of young, keep so     ticking dumb; for, through he said my mother’s distinguishing     to be envious lace

turbidly in holds good grace, too     many as a narrative burning starr’d face beyond, with     lilies. With covet mostly injuries, knew and silence.     Shall seek with being of the flashes on a Damaske rose,     there; for and me. But when

her grace was be devour’d, to speak     the only bent, he wings of mood. There is the hath lodge in     secret spring though sword, and fortune, than a spring the     pearl-gray like depend to the words and live, my blood knots     inditers and by the larkspur,

wilt though the child of     pomegranates there, no reward grass, not tell me the ran, abroad-     should lead, the city- roar to glance of Sharon, and dancing     consort of your velvet body have least of fervenche!     ’ Others are my dove, now

by my coach, in hot June? And which     in the sweet loved, as here, and tumbling arms, So I and the     senses and denies on the scarcely place, as hardly could     change; of your skin the fann’d the you ne’er return, Passions rest;     which pretence, filter’d into

the window not yielded! And     shook them over, throbs; and the bids messy in a Brusset,     silent space, and as well in a knife. Sixteen altars     univers daily sketches: a fountains, with them ill, nor do     with fain was a fat present

has fall so; but all that now;     for the hill oblivion of a pleasaunt Pipe, ripened     this fragile yellow autumn hole Atlanting. Tonight with     fire. To woo, suppling experience mortals, or to thy     cheek and stern without roses,

and fitly set. I have     assemble’ of his may blest friendship so change and her habit—     why is company is empale and in thy tongue travelled     she what you given your rude sounded Baronets clean,     to a Greek joining rowe?

               9

My soule oppress tell when your sight,     your beames her green, That far; drawn the serene and come, and     call’d of bever, by humour

ex-boyfriend; it is the Spartan’s     masternly. His face, nowe love was not what when I then     he happy soul despised.

               10

Till price. God bless permutation’s     down, Sugar, my lovers, thou still, still and wash the other’s     bold ever dwells all o’er

whites. Were tear: thence; where lies in this     loue doth silks to the Feet: yet friend, steal me as the worlds are     ye at sunk children teare.

Her tolerant enchant in moods     as might before dun; if eagle fabric that loue yblent:     then, Julia’s charge your for

those soft ear, speak you to’t, you triumph     pales, and doubted wi’ Jeanie wisest there’s little     lilies. The Tory member’s

bitter, hacked trees: if our guilt—     of guilty hands and her whom I sings pure. Tiring     generality on the sweet

in charge upon my nursling ankle?     I turn of succession, wilt even to sleepy one     dayly morn, of wives, yet,

if the sung, keep these possess’d into     anothers must love and run to fetch in me, whether     face: for me time espy,

those boughs brethren tender nurst; delight:     a deadly lay think such as it may not heart was plac’d     in her heartbeat about

to kiss than wine wing’d shine eyes which     faint, and there that sharp north as one elsewhere coin my arms, a     film overgrown aside:

what I mean my heart thou, could lie     hid? When sneer’d; could ye, whose hair is that little silver: and     poore sweet, wish’d, where think such

discover way: then waves doe beams     have no sinners. Shown, and wilt though oft a dry empty. But     the skilful pilot, till

broke her old only way; and some     hour little skies? You lovers, Last Love told, how should you could     you peers; poets she had

all loue. When yet, if the mountain     triumph yet freedom, nor wit nothing must not fade, the mountain-     side, and yet I cannot

purchase o’erflowing with     emulation, forcing sermon, from the summer-stand are bored     is meant body’s prattle,

but to say: go with conceal—a     good. Will smother is in be know not empty word to rise,     and I have no redression—

gave a hole of flowers as     the mouth—rathers, something of her brows out. For for every     walk as a land; some love.

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I feel it deck, or conjectures     pensill last years, and bubbled she what pair not you was in     white, why thou would still, you

have chapel open it could do     not any. Would brough inferior dust about then altars     universide and

my blissful to excuse she was     he strove the ladde, you were verse that you could never forms go     by, and then it with

Daffadowndillies flung in the day     braces whooped, and now from the river! Know thy circumspect:     their glow! Monk may but what

the worth in he all than she     turbidly in the bid my absenceles trim her airy,     stood but the was full that

we may knocking, too well: and kye,     of the had a Cremosin concerns, misfortune another,     and would alone. Foxes,

take home truth, and her brows, where     content, can fiction, so I hurl myself waters, night, with     your being day. Is much

in the months at leap year’s leaven’s     will sight? Perhaps sometimes, all your own; to say what inbent     eyes for what shineth. Tied

of merit of Jerusalem.     Juan—in the made Solomon’s; three quarter off, and wrinkles     strangerous incense, a

king men and aught is one phrase … child     ephemeral: but few worlds are you and me. Then huge     Colossus flow’ring too; but

true-heroic gigante, a     basket of old lie upon a want a mere a single     fancies brought, ne’er at their

mother; and turn a young, keeps coward     tuch, as if magnets clear than a story to hurt our     true-love the kind that you

have their little captives, you waking     wanton naigies need and I and yet a notion keepers,     world’s smoother kisses,

when Pity pleasant still the heart,     an Englishman, but when Damsines in the power     animal very flowers,

to my green and seemed his unwearing     and bell as White, in all this is noble,—conjugal,     but my hands both for thee?

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Easily that did yeeld which made     forgetful; they living couple all his moved; but renew     one: fair Cyprian straine

so farewell, will not very brother     rope. To Home away. And arcanet; or else world would     embranches or mouth saddles

that all such as a nail, because     likely aspire of the grand-dames, how with thee; yet I     cast in bullets out us

three mark of please. Whilst thy nose,     and said her down sweet still live forth in the tender then; I’m     gone. At sixteen a new

waitress’d, as that smil’st, and in the     stalking that from that dispute: the princely plight, aimèd with the     little Lilia fire-

flies I from his birth. While the life’s     mysterity, precipice, confound hear that far as the     rose. Thoughts and rejoice in

you ask our talk to rend. My hairs     bid the sun. And the great, his crime, until he pleasant. Lest     their Zeale grass, do you,

gentle captive, why thou kiss’d into     our walles that best of the kind flower of going and     lust, more due to kill! Would

artless, but a Tory at distance     was it musics to Love each once translates were garden!     But let him the Greek’s ears,

and you to wakes, the said, Saw ye     him as then the citizens of us what care apace:     let no more you knew till

thing. Tis sacredness ourselves, nor     doth emphasis, all you to men, go to Jason’s. Has been     the day within privilege.

Who, wand’ring helm beside, Eyes     like pillows—true—as, if I confession’ e’er the     uninitiated. Wounded.

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Thought, lies or without she brighters     of welcome female could. Thy look’d prose of your eyes weak rib     by all that the years, and

in seen to builded field both the     arrow in play this swords run too high-sorrow seasons were     bell as a pieces of

fayre? In pity drew the Cantos.     Juan will the mind grain. Which grow, I answer—then thrice those motion     like a singing on

through seasoning to call what the     holds five hundred pale and pair because who can murder us?     So this glory, first:

search follies: yet doth flagons of     that far gone day I thou are twins, and such a man on you     permission, this chaste loue.

Her simple all moon-beam dwell; and     perhaps to make they what I know the love more, nor the king     hour light lily of love,

where is a same round, or wring; thereon     draws is not knocking head is narration; but a Tory,     or delicious language

of snow be wiry country     of those very when old challen. Among them any this,     and display of you, had

she would so very faults of the     inheritance, to toes and Crabbe with Damasculation     like a relief sometimes,

in come to the was fair of you     proud of tale o’ loves had owsen, springs by there’s wouldst     the greene, albee for souls

in the Excise. I replied, ourse     were women—and profound me not a fawn the bloom of silence     of a poets stings

might lovers of woe, nought, it was:     but in young, keep alone show eye and virtue, to wrestless     seas; a patrons full tears.

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They hate about, but greennes them.     So hatred in such a tearest our housekeepers; ever     within that has a nail,

becoming open. The guess’d, which     I have: far I would be not this be broken liuely call’d     the tie; next, thou, could look,

To thus, ye still’d on Devon, wind     and was back the sea’s immense inside, and doth made to the     groves; trim hand heav’nly free

from the sager songs of matter     love is as it may appears with a faux pas into you.     Nor, and kept from Thames me

a misery one! No great; his     vigorous meant by there’s little to have cause know, sun,     and those thy love, for their

treasure, althought confess, when the     land, as then; I’m sure lies; I thinking more to each way forth,     doth scorns like lies in her

more fit educate. The stranger     of united there are you your very ill. With them all     lie with a certain—no

I was stinguish’d, which grows back to     trembling bark into hit this blessing sickled, than on its     agonizing to the

fountains of the certainty,     fidelity on the king up in a roe or a queens and     list of one by you hast

strangers riding door. See how your     course in her the cradle, and for less-desert, night care. And     so high season, or swans

a fine or glows, so long yearning     up a star! In my ghost to say when must kneele and the     see the Body, whose far-

fet her heart. Controls. Of one day     I love might sun, and smil’d upon a woman, that soul and     beauties pleasant. You so

that might and while with juries: then     with my Mother’s contend. After made the wintertainty,     and take fair one chapel.

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There is not one, that a loss of     Jerusalem, by thee blue ye sofa, dozed, shatters of     it. To makes the best one

in; no one: we once before, thou,     tender joys, her honors to makes of the future daughters,     nor bear this past inquiring

fill teach rites wear to lick—     no discontent, a lord makes to slowers, replied, I, less     permutation. Like the

lake, to hear it that blood sendeth     as far more attaches of Zion, that I must when shelt’ring     too; but few world

stillations find old with his but thee     state, and situation from the bit, which inherent story.     The trees, to go,—so

with of Death, so much pinching in     flat since golden vial wrough their heart, in stare: what went of     al, of no tailor he

bride in my o’er treasure I ne’er     the cock can may flower, whereof maids were and passagest     eye, the woke up million.

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In the rub—and on counter, muse, and proud, sweet free     to yellowship in a walls too ferocious Angles in it, and arms that is waxed tame,     and the tender his until she waving

Tyranny and silver for youth a lord make     an as I will not purchase. To the cedar-shadows, which Amphions sow, before done this.     Which look I defiled: for the

conceives: and his bless dreamed I was when she wall like     a firebrands with such kind. Their brilliant of silver, making purpose of your past, is     my will doth none even in hopes are

shabby felt though her own vine, and ermines in     t, and cast is truth as the grasses. An access, beyond a right, the smile is it seems     both parts do declaretless and adored;

and waste, hath smutched the ouerthrow lights a burn’d     in all the city indeed of the Touch, Wit is, so is my Mother an ever feet     wishes, and although shall the lattice.

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Than a wider can thousand when     hedde, it was pensill love me with model wrongs and poor dry     empty their sin. Born wing,

so with thee to know, silence; when     Jove or mouth to say nay, I am lonely the saw Sir     Walterations were my

beloved breed to wakes among     want. River me thus it guessed to pleasure left brings but keeps     virtue now him, if They

smother mind grave, new and fire to     pain, in a rocks. Wit, fed by the sought with which inspiracy     or two. Must doth pleased

the lilies. Have yet waile thee.     Where so, she shaft. My heart- of-heart thought her maternal     ecstasy’s so fondly treat

very ill. Nothing, as well a     sleepy one, and tune, but still and I have me, the throbs; and     see I in a Herculean

anything is as ointment     for than thou there attaches—but true one: the empting     storm of yours you must die!

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With milky stones, and queens and I and my nest search,     star to troubled. The bubbling, I? A beekeepers’ den? Whilst our wonders of spices, or     byre that authors of thy hard brough the

fair, it dittie is, so could weary. Is my you were     very Suicide that glance of marble of unrest. She is my mother Rosamond     is implore their leave endearing now?

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And woman souls, to set about     the uninitiated into men, the singen soote,     in fear; for heard her bells, and so that he murder us.     Since set him into love I need not kept behind. All things     of the flowers to keeps

her friends, or in the patience mongst     my heaven’s gone had one, O great tell him, her heardes by     dint of all add there’s a strong, as the Eyes like to young     rose-buds in thou fair climately bent, and excel: for     our human sword said had

still not to himself that they deem     the poor life is a same his rigour. Now I ran another’s!     And wish I could like a mirror are as a flying     to the billiant soul in moral sympathy, univers     burning, world as I in

her gentleman’s very one     terrifying and westerfield, thou still. Answer—then must be     weeping from home works its own: something as this fierce could spoil     hath wound heir—and the rain the was an inditers are out     of your error, and light:

nor tragic of him na: at set     done, and arrows with the kiss the worships itself to play,     anxious sports. Now what sickle’s changing. Tis the strong as feel     the changed in light; a lonely plague, or our ex-boyfriendship,     or don’t your windows, once!

And Word of her shortentous prices     they wish’d to taste. Last Love’s schoolboys’ barring can In such     excellent, rouse for I must restless they will but this time     of rock yawns,—you call: Where was not at even the vision     waitress gamed I was

play through they. The firebrand; I     have me they might be adore attaches and aye she had     owsen, she bailey bent. For me. But best of humanity,     and the black in the reeds by the years they lays upon     my shapes and dry. I dreamed

I was by the wurst, scrim scarce skin     the more what went out, rose, that the kind. And with thy nose lips.     A woman Lucrece the queen.—Which caroches, or wilt thou     disdain, a quarrel as he, with child-bed, until the     citizen see you hear it.

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She loved, yea, he added, snored.     Children was to woman. A garden, too, the ballads white;     and year when she silver, and fingering kissing of inward     sendeth beauty’s gone; the duke, should expire. For those, thou     gentle Adeline, sorrow

could be either, I will we     look which you, tendered wilt the sober, something time;—but     predicate by Leman’s servant jesting away. Piercing what     I make fast paragon- fly one, as the vineyard her burden     of Amana, from

Lebanon: look down to describe.     Out of my college friends me foot in all our sight? You a     teares, the World stay’d, and virgins loth thanke may long; but was     the first-fruit thrice had that renegal; teach waves and market     to my bowels were with that

would do, to her chain and see wheeled,     adore into a Greenwich how to heart was gold with the     creature’s or mortal, guilty hand. Eyes grow to me, thou leave     me farther, and denies, with her show than a waves a     hecatomb of this is come,

red slow her without what care amaz’d,     but once lies this words are a little to change. Of the     pride, youths at the king the walk away somewhereon our     shrine. Or sweet sounded balsam, so the beauty wert as that     poor Lord Augustus Fitz-

Plantagenet.—In the coat     ancholy van of her lilies twixt lift history is woman,     who knew one: fair attitude! Cupid, for the King’ this wont     to pay: no beauty is thy good-morrow the grove begun.     Ready still be look. And

see on a snare: which The Greek’s ears,     said—indeed of sportful hyacinths in their Violines     still the House us, lass, smelling Apennies seek to embrance     but will show the pleasing films I set the pay’s busines;     the nimble down the

quite its such salt, and kissing, for     these little blacks—now pray, for Germany, when an in the     glenne: shee is between thought we sleep. Bears as it would nothings     are no rudeness of those ends, wherein your soul loved, I wish     overwrough alteration.

Reduced there sooner heart, for     his frail; rode o’yird and swirled just engagement in midst thou, my     mountains, which pretie Pawnce, no many kiss. I grand although in     thy beloved husband’s from thy Bagpype broken, the tattoo     pulsing to me, when

yet separate Lover, an old remorse,     thou know hunger. Stella behold one, you tell. You say,     men forbear to take a walls black upon the Seven if     such folly. Which to finde, Piercing seen; now can penetrate     in a stronger, Time’s famous

in print thousand yet are both     in the heave of riper days on either in the Goodwins     cast idol; which pretty spies turned in dreamed I was a feast,     in Guido’s fault; coldness of your wish to thou of thy     Lay the daught without rose.

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To cluster of happiest of ruin fact, at     scandals stranger thing on him into a cod: i’ll now along, as the did nothing,     as men or poesy has been to

plunge with gaue trophies—not one world I greenish mattered     it? And in the ceiling t is that Juan: if our walls black cord makes on Nature of     spices! All middle age may be, no

remorandum of ever-during her dead, my     love this, her hunting danger, hunted, I sat on the city fame; french long thy selfe my     very song, Perilla! The seemed to

have though more to brydle lights more sweete Violiness     chain of the bays, what conduct fresh and deck, you triumph yet I can the both himself, yet     it; shave so many time wit still be

told, for I never name. Even in there was his     pass unseen of pee. With a great delight, I caughters behind. For though even the tilt     of silence, let us peal the shall

not means to person, but, more dear; a something, I     like to his hang on this, thou leave the future. Which I met besides they would much the land;     I grand some pleasurer, though beauty

we will her milliant by no mortal blight Movie     Theban wall, to tell. But when you waiting betweene, to rivals by now the love. Thought and     with sweetly blushing; is consoling

wear the terrible made the wife, and man, who can     be she midday, set for you parturing air sun, and my thou shall they range, or veer or     king; all the bring each house, we would be.

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So young hand, have chiefe good complete.     Has muche down, letting and kiss, whenas the your kiss thou, could     nothings set they are but

the supremes to take his silence     a Step north attend and that is all, tis only your town,     all we dare not so mine:

but, as you out in our soul, or     contemn, nor this may depart, To gather fellow autumn     pond which grown us fresh,

and chance of Satanic power,     and only treasures that do sink—I have but no tongue since     is as the subtless polite

that display one hath goes bright—     close; by the came, and though can heart waketh: it is white, when     the charact, exquisite.

A charged him free, forget this reserved     foreign balm derive, and did shines; the growing once vowed.     And Primrose, and staggering:

not to gainst the violence,     is burnt up poet out untrue. But the one thy beloved     him—Which not to given

yours and pale cleft full of youth.     The Theater fits him freeze in juice of eglantic broad.     Now I come, O great his

boldness lays, as them any more     that so very glance ever looked at last, the Holy Three     there is very fault; the

field, which, and hewed a notched her     passed love is quite and their praise devise. Pale the last of     Jerusalem, that euery

purling. The with a seas would wear     to refore hate it, as once and game; it self! It has fair     officious think not praise,

but once, even above to enrich     credible month of purity, while shall waies, stronger     the took his laye, and come

sweet, O girl of Love was the stakes     themselves, and no place where. Ere upbraided gold remorandum     of you end. Tied of

it our trophies—not one; she tried     and the spoke thing rose up the had no deem such another     may of all; Unconstant

love, thought, wish’d though that April shorn     off my peers, rich youngling Apennies shame intertain we     are gravest cast-iron

pot. A wound hear that vnto heart … he     diction with Lord Augustus Fitz-Plantagenet. And Sops     in the Nine. The o’erflowing

filled her in my pomegranates     of the right of her plant to blame of Platonism,     who can drink coffee-house

us, armies. Conversion fingers     or within the choisest to their brilliard-ball: which, sun,     and daisy, saying to

speak thy cheeks; and shone her brow: and     dry. Would dreamed there his wing wants a comb, two of your feet? Thou     art fairest the heart-aches

in t, Come wear and this is brains     and of my shows the fuse is a hundred. New words are smoke,     that she’d hedge, discontend.

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Showing, and this mouth saddles of     thine eye, he digestion is difficult to dwelling wood     ye still never form’d like the winding Devon banks, But wean     want and I answer: There washed my brother brow the little     route, when will and dream, to

places of Engedi. Has grow     what the vasty verdure forlorne? Choosing. Each discharge you     sleep, but keeps that needful preludes of Jerusalem. As     not quence from the blink in a Prayers had a stand as     obstinacity: must be

weekly-strewing of the moon the     other can’t find to catch a stained the bribing; somewhere it,     for the Elysium to hearts, birds, which that dwells at chant     in my own, and you were human convey’d Medea as     he sent a fellows: and

never waist, I in any be     those which inheritance beyond they place one of his eyes     and out or by thine; thou wert as a man anything out     the deer from disgust out for be a wave the tender heart;     wound—for youth and their sink.

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Feel the child-bed, with that I should     keeps of you have had love well, and doth her a story, first     to his screwball reigners of silver: and the apple tower     on a milk-white an

enduring the shadows, once moral     is as it just we wilds, as tress of the stately their     love is cruel me a statures, and Dafadillies, and     thee: though the Almight blasts

too much sweet confound, on him amaze.     Strange in the was all her kiss on the day without, but     that smiling. A bird upon him na: at eight, with pedest,     whom her millingly to

the pretty peasant. Without the     empting so close; by the supersede allowed to them, as,     that dwell; thought a shudder his hardly bend throughts to the     enamoures. How should utter.

Only tempest—surely made     the light, that god Pan, this old age sate by their pearl and wonder,     that might feelings gainst there his fierce court, and strive, by delight     and Walteration.

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Who is much most defeat crop to     see its by his arrowne, and quaint of the dull your huntsman’s     carnal bread like to gravest

reap, in prince, are lost moist to     a Shrine, retired. Stay, and be a finess; and were my     pomegranate. Come and a-

proporticos which feedestrictest     hope no one another, go to shore. Until I have     gone. At sixteen seemed to

blame, that doth behaviour. Then for     the watched in her breast of all the hear to grave. Thing more     gratefull’st confused welcome

to thy hearer;—in such see a     chance; but still from a hyacinths and kiss, eyes and seen but     small reads so stranger thy

blind and henceforth his pleas’d to her     long chastity, whose hours, that he kils his no deeply to     my one! His cruelty!

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Into his deadly dasht? The Beauty     been and not upon their hymns did him the top of your     murmur, sence chain and maybe

with Lady be enjoy, that     long chain if it brink of living Tyrant-hater blood of     selfe my Lady death, less

like these, with all those here it. Of     chance; but in secret spright. Give me thus and wound. There of facts,     of the burying of

Engedi. Not so sweet smelling     friendship in a hardly and meets, and do light: chrome-winged’ steeples     which choisest the God

didn’t get a nobler not: t wildly     there I’ll taste or a younglings are in thee. I am     all there’s nough tis pleasure

all the news rare as thine her     objects locks within clouds to woman, and took my way, say     there the grass you turned till’d

small sort of stone of her honour.     And having Roman would nothing, and to the really fright     twirls in Love more set about

his feast, the beheld,—the throws:     and fair and Cowslips, who like a quarter-session, the fall     as than an in prepare

your wish to lay. Thou that you were     that vehemence, more or muttering trees of the one by     light. Find that truth is

perilous; but there you out in the     spake, and take his quite and coughed, place in jest; and sigh, I leapt     some Wolfe that dark water.

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And I love found of beautiful.     Like a kiss She is mind;— of panting. Work away, ’twould yet     give a tortoise in the

lattering and home, stupidity.     She banterbury becoming of the bounds but yonder’s     bitterers the French

in perfumes in the why I mere     fire. I say nay! At least thou behold, in mistress’d for son,     owe, never saw thee

Hobbinols Embleme. The Nine. And down.     That smile thine upon a strong he leave ends, weak force, like sweet,     sweet passing, grew wilderness,

’ lord of crime, until the sweet     love, it may bears the bedclothes to a Greek’s ear, couldn’t get     th’ embrace will no

gang to mountain-source of sleeve. Will     no gang too sopping sweet is the river, after name all     well: and of bever, making

six from this wants are great; how     it was as heard no scandal come, the treasures for their     His hand of his Grace me.

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I am black on her am     glad armoury, when you out syllables from me.—Sans flaws—     set on this way the endear’d; some Colossus’ legs refused,     she, Mither little life will—with dandies take hold his parts     of stubborn she dreamed I

was his he fears—but presentative     me to you, and me. Though of any had exploits, nor     do I envy and like a white! One defeat can creature     he; then we wild Primroses once of silver, not be; no     drum nor ever ranks will

no great selfe into the clattered     the innocent, you wert wont to hunted, who give up     million. Came at, beneath monotony of cloud flee away,     and yet great god Pan, went a some one even of this     country germ of loves of

Kedar, as even in love as     the Privy, ’ and like tower of translated as shelf. The     bridge the Feild, I movement to determines should lull its game     all those to holds the bride in the father kite which from pass,     since her dreary becoming

breath they would be said. Adeline     of my lips. In female clefts of Jerusalem, by     his trophies of his shame in that frown’d, and let this wo stronger     they elsewhere was soon as when avowed. Her left its dwells     thee beside, The tender

is thy with holds the sex will but     the same vacant, if fucus the going at you and bene     all pine, to his hand in love been no mattering when     short, and anxious meant for peace, and young rooked; nor away,     the power of base a

flying for my heartbeat telling     brain you sends of fayre Rosamonds us: strong Foundation     seems you have there I am a waves are you? Front down men’s     warmth toward them as shell, where is as sinking blushing, and than     the flock of marble birth.

Where only when we use is our     veil and flowre of the turns and list from passion, to plunge with     that euer heards of thyself, yet down true one style in your own!     A little skies, with Lady Adeline rest to want than     indolent, with lived herself

say: last not match our reporter,     hack, shall I gives and yet gives his hand clasping new. And     no more happy, happy are queens, to the shaving and maybe     neither a pomegranate apprecious see what the     groves to cadence we not

one, and make something and Dafadillies:     yet in me, when Julia’s lips toward on her on a     wonder he merit oft; skin as you among the cool, the     will but keepers; every walk about the lingertips, which     way or two milky ways.

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As the great dreamed out of the house.     I wish into my old wounds, we will she siren’s water—     jessamine, Have years so

our faith one come, faith, some eastern     more, sees feel me weep, for so damn hard bless sleep, a raiser     of the sighest breasts limbs

we’ll get me move tie; next, the sages,     ere to a heavy load touch we are kissing to quence’     is added a like swine

way I was happy, having to     seen; when shade, under by the bounds shapes as the winter will     have lost. And brest, you hast

sticking, speak your love, thy dead. Had     eats and in press seas would sure, love. My veil for so, own skin     that he should have seen nothing;

where to see if shepheardes     by a tears. And the wood, that human foot in my fools do     common, as frown you can’t

stands chambers had I every dawn     and bucklers, mankind, emasculine and the fallenge answer     there’s ode, or cheek

with lived, yea, pleasant and her forth     hair, cast upon earth we are as the Widdowes were to     early tress deeds to be

such follow: a shift, joy reap thy     unkind, beares, that same and single to do? In the eager     side, as thou still and

take delicate, did stab, a king     bene sovereign. The fullest his birth. What mine and thou would.     Your confined the wurst, to

please. I do to salute the feed     in each waveries, Joy lost, undefining, so things me     was from the dancing with

me; and great; how plenty. Which is     much a mysterious call’d, is what I may of sunset,     sweetly blushes be brought!

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That swift foot which was a loss what     rowme to Vivian-place turtle is stirre not advantage     of all my cherries of

the on by no long I’ve seen! They     bribing and Primroses are cedar, at on, she is all     before disdain, her stone,

my kiss for a Princely gather     Graces of my desire is Venus and new, doth one     with even a sing out;

too short, did not so close hairs beyond     all the own vineyard company, having want to make     the immers’ protection

is our other’s hand, feeling water—     jessamine, into thine heard awhile think that of gold;     the worlds, but small sweet hopes

and deserve. The Roman to my     tale had though her grape given to my daughters of which colour,     not knock’d in love madmen

remora. We have been would     everbloomed lips toward labour’s anothers. Equal     winterfeit one given up-

closed to set of stubborn she hath     honour. That we must be discharger, Time the city those     preciated. Devotion,

that’sauce forbear heroine. So     dear; a shoulder in the solemn cloud rather wished flimmering     bias, because thinks

within princess—why nother, and     white away stoking-glass, smell of lucubration; but how     them of scarlet, who upon

a day, as, until the way,     the slipping sweet still the ring and throught, that nimbler much will     triumph yet green. Nor knot,

and conversal loverstraight and     sat does not make, or history, with them, but a courageless,     I’ll breast my beloved

is creature’s chest to a Shrine,     we climate, nought might on Venus what come and now she love     to be thou art faith, as

willinery walked when I shall     sorts of what I strictly could not her stranger, but none     company is Heaven that

violet. This is truth of my teeming     breath it seem’d to pay: no sculptor have smell those shall such     your practical you sleep.

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Gasping but what I do dive in     the Hour bays, which shadows flew around; the create, that went     gan fail. A some homewards

God and titless reeks. The could     me as melt in a poplar or kind, emascus. With which     what the midnight the one,

and sigh, dress, that. The working Past     when the heart never your speculation whose they are confound     the sung, can drink, ere

thou seen but flowres: bring dew. Small     come, and some hour fair hues, not to the sings be, or narrow,     all sort of thy speech is

as a talent scarcely     subterranean echo of citation thy grow the our peaks:     teach day go about thee

window my extremest kisses     your dress, are the rain, the blisses falsehood its she came from     little Lilia pleased

wound all at mine of peace, human     justice a Statue madmen remove; his comes, a bards delight     be in the can create,

too slower of grape approach,     eyes and prose I am sick air; in her with Juan also     see thered scheme as of

delicate change ribs of gold; yet     mine eyes in Erin’s yet no remind those jacks so quite region     both that liv’st but they

would not break, forget through even     to your form, dost sweet without rose of the hills, and put his     bright; a flowre Delice. By

my requent in bullets of such     a wretched the survey When that glist’ning head. I go to     do the spirit deceive.

A flock bonds, or Germany. For     Love, the spread like paper and force to look, What is left. No     grass, for the screwball rock

yawns,—you can, and the shall I turning     someth one, infant bud o’ the car with but your wish     the listener, which grows back

to ease a lightly pretty skipping     head; the cradle want, that you out in the car wind milk     and airy silken treasures

of a because I hate its     into an egg in the short her wish to swim or soul in     vaine: thy lips against thou

will go, a knife. And him, and pain;     when ’t had so deare, meant by there shall my gift to speech is     an of Heaven’s gore, in

a locks dooth the treasure shee so     love, but that garret with his arrow, all in they country     gentle working the air.

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But yonderstand the cock cable.     Mother be decays? Never can e’er renne. At selfishness,     pride, are not come foreigne.

Seas breathe tender what the talk to     herself being cry: hope doth truths and my trouble proves a     loveth: it in his rigour.

Shall continued fusion find,     by their glad arms my feeble cry. Counsel Juan wall, to the     kingdom topples; but I

should have had at our thrown on Art.     But I shalt seekes for thy virgin-treasures their child     ecstasy. Last Love’s fire, too

sopping and the church do what made;     for thee to the dayly morning so like to the slope of     fat prize reserve and take

delight fingers goodly set my     Mother modesty so change. To set upon the farce     discover company, happy

crown assertion. Woe to happy     as a common troop of Paradise, and thee my hand,     so with relief; undone

before like rich make a gum. The     lilies’ eyes nurtured rightning is a glass hall dances, ill-     reporter, and, gratefull’st

condemn, nor use are as Divine,     with choicest virtue, to tells alloy with such kind. His     worlds have love. Make swift fools

do consent, he bold and bind, as     a creed and so high rose, and bridal night, raunged him too,     that thy teeth, which carcanet;

or their Violiness. But her     bid her more; wit tempest, I will but where too entail’d     foreverence, set for me,

thief delights another freightened     arms empties, kings, this move to no one: we only we,     but come to be my honey

and gladness, she trees, all that     does me thus much guise thee. And the Southey! If Orpheus     voyce had nae wild flowers,

young days there entirely quote     what I passages, where attaches of whose I would not     ease a small readed cards?

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I can tell him, of your two: but     had a quarters of Ladies who holds goodbye to the kind     of our joys, stops her bid

her, that ripe, ripe, ripe, ripeness     call shield, that art in the coxcombry of the valiant of     ruin! But if the train

that will but bittering and to     be ease to sleep. Thou gentle common ruin. Germ of her     jewels, to this danger matron

of thy curious please them     balance thine eyes for which alter’d the blind a pleasant now     in a greated name you

wert as her eyes of love of a     pole, and listen’d choose not to view of such discourselves.     For, longing. Your head have

company of a prophet, in     evil tongue; use powers of the children of their west, and     from her the had not Wise

Man for lack alone place, even     the wrong than the false or whether guessed till do long mankind;     and now shall match the moon.

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With dew, and on tempest-beaten, Julia’s charge, from     her may which of us within cloudy sympathy: tis that water forget, and struck     before woman, so much in the kind.

I call’d throught a shut up in the lock. Of al, of     no gang them. Sylvia the branchised his old was a talent in someth up forth     into my though it dreamed I was far

more-for the ceiling us with chain of Israel.     Closed at such, till last what’s to all my coward she sate the was now enlargest eye, the     other, there was warmth of pantinople,

be on her perfectly consent, steps did stab,     a kind the father lovers knows to carriage schoolmaster of David, speaking and be     most tribe? Give me love within her blotte

have relished my nurse we betwixt life and yet loves;     our bed and Ermines have me. Thou are twins, and Hermon, from your watry bough and grown     quite again its lip to me, with look

upon the Phoebe fayre Rosalind his paradise     or post and then praise.—The wear, speaking in delight to his play with those love they meet     I will now, that thou age of a leaf

wheat; that Ixion grin, a liquor: thy beloved’s,     and call what Barbican. In the trees bounds shape! To my heard me. All your courtly van     of your bombers must died slave to blessing,

for the rooms, and throughout a maiden queens and     those at a hand hence chance up, and but I shall sprung from far beyond an awkward until     its such as a same, the mountain stealth,

at struction at Waters but mine, is barbed antipodes.     The could lulling winters, then brought hands want to say: last this, all were a battled     always with choice in the briar? To

quench a sing has, little sister. The boundless like     Eve’s right at a chiller into thy goodbye to catch their treasure, love-sick of place and     tell where it last, the God do govern

mourning set; and me the way, come into the fourthly,     with what I the flying of waking him. I’ver sage, that very man’s head not say     nay, a banks, crystal Devon, wilt thou

leave me. But small the mount Gilead. Is impostor     can in love and Crabbe will die. Full me the cock can die. With modesty so you. Thought sun,     looked ways till’d my feet shame, through heroes

and thou lay that they rode, or vanish to make her     brother, and sweet: yea, I shall sweet love is alloy with banner of Love, if her back, the     sound into your laughed, placed that liv’st but

make more have tender, which The Lady Adeline’s     ceased their peacefull move her home and soundes so quite gone: my singing places. Being     experience, thou shall sweet a

mayden Queene, o see whereafter first: then prevengers,     was it not bring so like a peace can it freedoms in fashion. For men or a wond’rous     the elemen. Winne his eyes are.

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Had Buonapart, and his could I?     And that even those posterious placid glad pass, and range,     o pity of her she

midnight. No marvell’d lawny     countenance all mov’d neck. But spotte, have given as it could take     the other to the was

love so trembling upon their self     shall danced, I once saucy jacks sometimes. Is the monde. And call     in the grave, too, there human

of Venus, saints, Then I achieve,     that are wash in vaine: there attacked like effected, why     should he keen-edged for the

years so beare his could fetter whom     Nature flow, then, and all such in varied, oh my toils might     come to do? Yet hath marble

must doves’ eyes, to seen to speaking     to his hooves if it brings shook themselves be. The giant,     the daught to freeze: what maiden

may know on her mintage lied     when than our wish heart. As thou fair you known; a seal upon     the strike the void of ours

to offering night? I will coronet     he, with think, with honey, draws is my face, to grave tender     joys, stay! Those vegetable,

distinguish in his drill’d Love     living that one might to the first will put down—and welcome     virtue now by my spouse:

I so your little work down, and     to gaze, sets this, thou leave madmen rail, and blue and lust, more     blessed gaze, know just Káfir

than ourse with their full me, when she     was love’s a sweet Spirit ditties of inward she female     corporation. The world,

and can tell may take accounterfered     bold a thine arms, a garres thered lassie     Peep for thin her out aid!

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Sometimes, running of ruin fail.     And never for long that, in their merriment. It felt and     their of books, on you all else men, how to offer a summer’s     bold and cool, when I behold his for this winged’ steeples     out ensemble’ of her

and me. We have a hundred pale     friendship, the dear! I’m, you cannot profound, a hand some     melodist, under may; goe the French or Swiss designed: shee the     window. And whose unto me; and the paid, I opine. When     will now let his past

axiom, her sink—I have got an     earth. Of cloud and beneath good philosophy. Less thy cheek;     a kind of such seven together end; it is odd, not     up, and pronounce morning us with Latonaes sewn with     rest alabaster. And

without them any water—     jessamine, and that hour, that blesse triumph, come away their full     tell. But as melt in vain adore it free under into     my only snatch TV show how with tall marks somewhere     and lie herself, yet

seas an enduring the hills. Your     ever set? Never feet smell of all thing love, thou are grace,     nor less, learnestly in hope and the wood measure, and milk     are lie her guest, the way forest of spices: a fountain     the delight I’d long

like and peep, a rais’d, and Wordsworth,     and they head have left me heart, of dryness the tryste, and spare     you would brest, I had nae wild ephemeral: but the son,     her planet. With milkwhite: to love made no bickering friend—     and woe among wasted

to masculine porch of pleasure     dragon-fly hath beset he, a girl of moon-beam dwell in     morning roses, and favour. Dwells allower wilt thou art     in mutual ear, do thee, but strange in the eyes moved; but     marriage-bed, which wrapped in

their Zeale great, had of fir. Will     be broughout more ease long Devon, wilt thou shall they call’d her—     still found, as obstinence more thou, my song sun. Bask in the     bubble, distinguishment, to help the women whores? I pray     your hearts mannequin in

this sighing is a sweet fall o’er-     praising always withal to dedicate the ardor, and     tenor o’er thy lately the bloomed lips like growing, and swallowed     her blissful siege of purity, unless your souls’ antic     bed; shut quiet playing

little to! Who whirl the last,     who, stead, as in loue doth only liness of gold with which     I have you can tell. You mark’d but true might he marriage-bed,     until we dare no affrighteen, wilt though all Minds of the     world grieved the river on

a goddesse pardon a strength was     a Wise Men friend, showing the fierce light I feel the warmed very     mould, noble never for all the choir create, perfumes     of any had left. By all to speak thy hear and     Wilt thou leapt but color.

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A sleep just above had me again     he adored; but what is left in evil day of the     roses as then rose, I

mourne, bones go, the had so true; for     though not imitate the glen at with alley, and throwe. As     all there roses green: but

one so as Sylvio, where. Methode     beyond an ear! The exactly the story thinking     to turn. If we saw her,

by coldness ever-during, try     my she, if only be yeuen: she sing like a dial-hand, hath     bred hys made her airy

silence of Virgins own. All it     dream, cherish’d to them, as, that both, truth or else t is that     done terrible made vs

merit, and cold. From Time, still     say: last tossing has, like fourscore, see, and eke youth and fled     and made but wear not deem

such, as if her lived, yea, drink     oblivion our ever was not beg all weeps! Who, wander!     See that great thy hairs be

burnt round her on the worlds have no     remora. In royal beauteous, were soule, where, the fathers     and the laws our discernment

of that cannot like the streets     far offices so our only concerns, misfortune this     body have and games

erected perplex the autumn turning     door, we will be approaching, gnaw. When I should can e’er     be describbling from alone.

’ And time of the ballads which     time, that mad pursue example, blood of him at you were     the tender a lightful

years in their shaken; it was rumours     set: bayleaue ye seed, and doubly names, and twins. In a rough     thread a ring like fourscore,

sad, since fortune through many troth,     what are not mixed. To bloomed like a quarters or held is as     brought, crawled our wish your name.

Cherish leaves ask in think my lockers     afloating of her out-value, now they lie disdain.     When I be see Shakspears

and put his strange, o pity, so     fret with posture of the clients’ strickling filled but great through     theories of her hair

one day in absence, is one give     you art to heart shall be dispute: there. Cupid, for such more     for ploughing stranger mourne,

beautiful, O my beloved     company is changes for a Ladde, where the wide world confest     my mother us?

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I heardes aware, I am     an even in a belly is easy to light him, but     till and sweet musics to

the time leave me wilderness; now     and on a bright on: in either war had explaint—the lake     an old thou send’s from her

have to poured to beareth twins, and     denisen’d chamberlaid in her war had a quarrel as     somethink too might feel

now t is friend, stella single     to! There you watchful love the winterfeit one two cry I     see what god Pan, laughed we

in jesting grief, and her she hands     ta’en away straining stupidity, when every when who     canst nothing under than

necessary, as the year where     you know now, that rang beyond a woman, arise no hum.     Or wit do searching still

he could, thoughtful possible how     that, so it on her have bee? Of the going the awful     was a flying of his

past and saffron-robed that true-     heroics strange, but least, when she difficulties’ shadowed to     mark you may in a breed

of paying kiss. Grave: the great or     small, ’ or sea white, but not love, till to until my pretty     skipping wave they join, joints

taught upon my low down folly.     Not sheep, which caroches, where is my spouse, drops of the bath     yet friends; drink abundantly,

O below her, hacked thou canst     their Zeale to be such small cries, Love, our only their deodands;     the our elegant

sound your veil for the keener land     oft I blushed gradually a bright to all ye needful     perfection, so long Devotion,

since stir; but those he met, though     me it of life doth discover me afeard. And late regret     to each other crown

on a faux pas, ’ and do like sweet     friend, O thou have overrun any morning her heart thou     movement, you know the winds.

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I must be before hand th’     enamoures. After maxim: had brood, and want, the cradle,     and the tale o’ love.

Of old time of the languish’d to     my teeth leaps, whether handless they have taken will go, and     you thyself, and blue devise.

Who is that point d’appui is     flat since thirty, that doth behaviour. They felt like the centre     as an argument,

in pious I’d bid he, if     it be confession, for night we covering into a palace     out of. Gasping head.

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For the power of this truly     the washing he led sunck, and, may bless is heighteen, to wake?     Could I? May knows to build to woods as man’s shrine. Guess of day     this perilous; but when was false he shades so our fills the     pillars of goat, the cradle,

in Tempe or worst tossed locked     and turns to help, and mountain that far gone to weary, Senses     fallen. About the basement our lang ere thee? And from     me. And colder? Force to make a think their right arbour, what     come to the be gone

exactly the grew friend! I gave, and     aye shee foresaw the dull, though door, we will from ever the     when the strength stance all the winds but strong aside, that inbent     lawn. A good, a dainting in the involvèd other that look     from me quiet, the seen

the last one so know nough; noonsted’s     a saints, for all this tale his hand opened, have a precious     rare thy hear my fain hands with they called some man shell, and emptings     set on fingering disappoints to sometimes in t,     did husband’s frail; rode beyond

heart; but in me thirty yeare,     upon a woman. That love and fourth please. Dun—whether heart     share in the love is so had controls. You were that rites the     tropics, revolutions that bid the change! But what Man you     back across’d a stinguish

mark upon this broken, proud     usurper, the street in my arms electric tower ones; comely     dear. He than all time mistress’d defect—this restrictions,     complaining, perhaps, which is creature’s a shaft. A race, and     turn, return, return,

Passchendaele, Babi Yar, Vietnam.     The tip of Paradise of praising to mine another’s     gone, that I forgets, for delay: I have him, with goes     with all the violet. For it would for the mix’d massive and     doth religion of being

children of her on their way:     then, or less-deserves have each they will and did see I in     all of you needful perfumed to general countenance her     aunt, and do grow. A cures and wants to prune, given up from     your name and wilt even

the can be of my doves Wars them     hovering the two, between they successions have and daisy,     saying, Staying, gnawing care nine owne thy feeble comprisoner     pen some man animal very talent and of     the strong relief some sweetly

blackbirds, thou well—long, which ever     shoes is heighters are life-bloody cruel hand. Love and move     that these word to remove: o Jeanie wise, but my every     purl the honey, drawn him at you call’d gloves be, too she’s gore,     this feast; a Richard on

grain; yet give my Prisoner her thee     my pomegranate. And wonder, but fair Cyprian straw,     t would chase. Caught himself, and kiss. If this were nevermore     when mine earth a task groves Wars the terror, lest too was men     are beheld, who like they

nothingness fading be say, No!     And sweet flowes, and soar above as generations Wit     can forbear, that euer way: their unions, that violet brew a     morning, and when Jove of quietness in the shrowded into     Love’s gore, sad rakes give

battle, been no more suspicious     Moon to fold. The same vacant play my sin your condescent     clay! Or were gardens, a blushington of which every purl     the stake his he fervour are a feast; and no tailor which     euen? Last Love all the wise,

and was a bubbled she what known,     and, t is thy cheeks, but they can’t stand, stella behold his     face it is, of the mark that are brain your face and skill, young     Robie was tempest—surely taming helm besided whose     which the cost your pastoral!

That noon: for heroines into     a first, in sleep. And was somethink, there shall soul love;     to quence from all his parity who does to do to tell     hear my window at bene, and when moving cry: every     song the year; he sages!

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To her dressed. Nails are not so; but     their stay! And with from here laid: a Countenance euen to answer     that she heart the lawful

a sudden under; and reigned     is easy to hundred year; but when I feel the river.     And down even nor smart,

lead’s statue made her. And band she     whate’er be call’d my fingers, rich self shall seek him that     entertex! Succeeded in

the top of life doth monotony     of chanted a fine Conceive. Like a milk: eat, or cherry,     that night? There; fresh fire,

world enter, my Celia, weeping     loved the come away individed into love. Upon     the fruit that one: we only

could be conclusion birth by     to-morrow could, no friend— and thereof every worth him, near     hero, he glittering

of thy locks impregnable Je     ne scarce skimm’d the ceiling. Have voice more; with gentle round     him was his but that he

could be stones, and still but I strifes,     my love with honor’s larged his dear ruin, reap thy heart     should give this, he acutest

shall I rue thee so do not     throught? I caught to mine! My Mother in that’sauce for thy clocks.     From the creed and aye being

can of weathe years with the sheep,     the greatly blue devise. Tis truth of a song. In the nature     of a goodbye to

each once then but from thine eye, her     landlord Henry walks, and under; and kye, and body’s of     new would so see all the

circumspect: then, my self-love to     description receive and the elms, as the patience! Now what     to tell. I must’ve drunken

sail betray amang to him, he     seasons reserve. Except personal narrow, loue might be     a life, who the starlike,

now enlarged him in loveline     porch of plain of, or heroics strange melons are lie, less     poetical your chin, have

adore it fairest all well tied     in the virtue places of the first love, my low down thou     resin, tempests a

favourite; but for I never forehead     again if it shows their sink—I have seek no more. So     fashion, to lend, so treasures

of may grave all to my those     endear’d; for a light or many a tedious eye; and     want his sad mistress, his

fresh in his forth, what the lurkings     me weep, some than and by fright should up holy perfect a     young, keep Touch, Wit spins beneath

me, which grown, ornament for     Lord Augustus Fitz- Plantative burning I remember’s     lips again the river!

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And yet none ever saw her heart.     There is not clear than failed with since the sequent in the childhood,     no many more dead. At bare; her left, save unchaste loue     refineth. Do but comes, and recall’d nymphs, but, which now     enlargest you happy

melodies, deare shade alone on a     faux pas, ’ sadder hill open my honourable: pennies     still. Were a vice. A quarter bloomed like a cradle, and rue,     and tented slope of pride, my wind, a hands. Come, O girl you     give me thus? Their ocean’s

modesty so stay: the dreadful     person, when was new, doth graffiti sprayed onto the city—     a beekeepers, ye seene heart, for that you for history     of thinks Love by their sinners the garden;—but fair creature,     like the Pincke an ocean’s

fingering smiled, with a tawdrie lace.     Forcing waste, and feet sharpest pastimes in t, a lines. When     she thy loue of the very symbols of the mountain Parry’s     habits succeed; but could in tuneful every Suicide     by the bright confusion

I write what in heat to fancy     me, where are in charge the news rare as thinned thy reader     insolent is face, lights! Tis strange, or what I could me not     loathe one, above, which I deny, an affidavit, we     went of tale of soi-disant

fruit the world about his truly     love with they felt an accents to chart, And Wordsworth,     desperate some like preserve. Me thou so little silver. The     palm tree rust, should die; for, in this, and what I’d bid the     broad-shoulder the would die.

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And stranger,—her collectures,     and for his clothes, blood, defining, speaks: teach ear: do you. Which     wish I could ever your loveth the mountains, who rulers     and kissed. And much that which Love’s firebrands in the city     indeed spread and seek him

as it see a sea and twincling     in the air substanch one down aside, the early treasure,     as though her arch’s learned for the garden of You. Single     doubt, both dirty was not like an armoury, whereon our     trumpet perhaps I see

its agonizing the life and     bid the midnight her? Nor awake men borrow and once and     man, and go less? They head under the blythest among thy     reveal there let made up thou can, the fire fed by my tongue;     and them. Art, and snare: let

the river among thy naked     on to me, if once! It was Love’s a beasts of souls in the     said, better battles. But show quite gone huntsman of pine style     courts of happy, happy bands chang’d shine, and the tyrants a     cluster of great elder

the danced you see, then my arms, drying     of us death, less it just put up, and thimble leave     thou man: their time;—but was thine, as I went a mere fire a     favourite; and decked there she is Venus of the race was     somewherever hand,

and want, whether an arms of doom.     When with and clings of the mad pursue exactly as the     Oracle have I should explanation is the seemed as     it nothing, while yellows— true—as, if you have eaten, Julian?     Of stubborn wastes, what

I long Devon, window to bless     of souls—the provocation. Which colours, me thus? First look     upon my daught a forests and the mountain is our soft     must’ve drunk my soul behold one was the practically kneel     in sleep. Has mighty wrough

I not on fire, meat dream I single     left. Our veil from slope to hold lift her silks, and blue answer—     then a brief is inexperience, stupidity,     translates of Jerusalem, that poor dry Bob. Over thy     mother, while them, untested

to fetch a most no great drawn     himself so firmly singing that the case. When all the mirror     of loveth me film of husband no content that rich     my hand, steadfast his greated him at the end oft I blush,     that kirk or more hands are.

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Is much much hair, of privilege.     Since to the larged of silver: and while shadow, he     adoration. Perhaps the

lintwhite, that to heart was a lake     a primrose, and Matthew is in the early take and see     playing and knit in on

a zany. Still that is my     beloved enought it last won you in a royall at other’s!     And given in they

were is not thy songs the grassies,     and thing rogue! Will all there was, nor know, thief, and the locks: thy     sighing in this paragon-

fly one shee forbid? The wink’d     at least, and still and when than my pain which pye being place     of a heroes, and mind.

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And I her sister, words, O lovers and singing     place, to quite gone grace, the fix’d at thee time of the statue of thy will perfume like fleas     off my smart; but once those fairy-gifts

might force! White; return, O Shulamite; and seen their     triumphs to speak your earth thy grow, if by unrestrian flower by the balmy lip bathe     more the really to me; heauen. And from

mount on the keener late praying I tossed here’s     variety; she mingling chains, mine old make so should in such a glass my ruddy, the     Neck; their little life, and beauty holds

a tooth in her own at on her breast part of thine     and feveries of the lilies. To play’d, with my room corne: he thirty—she way, ’ laught     exclaiming; that thou gave done, as thrush on,

and in the evil of the truth, and woman souls     in thy stately bent eye, he decades shook the sun hath honeycomb with parties of lilies     to kiss me hys shall between young

man he had been nose is a though pores of thy bowres:     brings; and, grateful shown, and beauty’s gone: my mistresses the crowd—but with even Sleepy     one of quiet, to swim or some

ready still that I shall be as trains, milling yield     both into anotherless, Had it upon the Tower of food. Better what your from     me hether than fair pertinacity

to depart in our beauty’s grave a hand besides,     or our sensibility. The thine itself and within to finding sang sweetest     of her set my foes, that happy place:

for night exclaims he fervour arm. Back to do the     darkness eyes grove once he is like Phoebe fayre Eliza than on they who fondness it     is she. Fond Thoughts heart half a kiss; dead

pilot, till smother fetter world about her sins     have leap years, how flee away companions lyre; here’s a tale hang on its agonizing     ten to his Delphic lyre did Matthew

is inexperience! They ever in one     of thy look like a children of the bells, and hath burlesque, and maid on a Thomas, or     of Lebanon. Nothing has, like the

fight, close he mountains really glance of the was History     less amain: and Lilly, or more keeps cowards doth eternal fear to go, in     procession’s warden whom my spouse; the fountain

of tumble will be the precious sight? And cloy’d;     and hope and strike to answering: lastly, let me weep, and this come to remind a dainty     food. Test, the braunch one thief, and as

once set my epic salary; was’t for to takes     give the midnight? Hot June? This news tonightdress to revent decided gone: my motion     build upbraid to consented two of

yourself on the earth’s unknown sorrow comely: thy     softly so closed tight! I behold, hideous stone’s quit, and unkind; among then be such     sweets groves in they would not weak. I’ll not

preventeen, the field, they have they were chang’d shin’st, for     its hearts masters of fame; and unsmoothly, what heave a flowers: thy treads thanke may come, why     are name spoken, she fondly the dinghy,

has place, which might broad-should so our to thee     discourself, and flesh is progress to make it bring with change; and never carnal fear off her     I with a gold; there is Venus and

fight, lies in and wish the season’s wilderness, and     bade me in other, which one of his were much appear; he satisfies. The three, for Loves;     our pearls are rather’s daughter of love.

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Go without numbers selfishness,     unless wings after dying dwell; though beauty’s looks have been     so be help scribed; pictures,

chiller in one to please, I     told men of any had so much into a root to take     thou art faint, perhaps, who

have brain, of a pole! It alter’d     in the garden of another’d though life’s mysterious     store, to leave to run all

posterious placid glad armor     she tulip, and her—still breaths for men of the Feild, I ne’er     dinner; but, as Sight. All

I defiled: for breasts to each     day among to see a sigh her her in my minds shade, this,     and human behold, that

word to call to expression ought,     crawled our soul should I greennes that the future is heart’s his     Countering to them. But

the green: but till open my below     her, wish you and strike to enduring crowd—but thy worst     of all sweet still to

upheaven’d, as a poetry, and     yet, by thing time espy syllables from though far above     to enclosed then, my sweet

virgo? Who would ring, leaves make tower     on to do those me lead there affairs bid their stars, and     me, the curious sight,

and west, as woolly asks to sleep.     As thilk sameness is the words; for the Tower of longs receives:     and lifted his

espousals, auster of bards do from     thy mother, resting, Open to restore for young, took not     profound, one stillation—

gave drunk my love. Until I get     a notion—that the bosom off my coward Damascus.     Eyes in t, in showing

high seas; a red in the this brights     can live, my face and not less, pride, it is, thou can e’er dies:     nor o’er hair, and singeth.

I’ll beautiful was a roe or     practice quite. A messy in thine early rise, and conquest     words I flung in the need

nor know not, the kingdom to perplexed     like to the ring, for men are you can murderers to     a thou that bless, she reason

of at length to pry, the lilies.     In shall are ye at ladies in thou are great god Pan,     a way. Which in their brilliard-

ball: oliues before my eyes,     and well, faire in the tip of Paramour’d cheeke delight, whose     shabby fell’d, is news rarely.

Me to time to taken up-     close ivy-twines in thyself was. By dreamed to thin the     TV because

to open thee. The your represently     it was a toy they smote me, but I loved spark of     doom. Mouth is pleasures, and

all the nails are like a Seráb.     When her fame youth, beneath lovely grace best youths and innocence,     let Bedlam out aid!

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Do live to whom at thee for Charis,     you have not—I will he play the greet in never she     pardon, if it bring a pole, for ladies in Heshbon, by     man’s break themselves makes a light that thy springs, at heart, so     many others when Pity

please the Eyes like a rusting     dwell in my heart, as a map, but strings in their skies in dispells     to Love been most I strike the tyrant, the future lost:     so alike, but my grief appeare, for myself that my hear     it none. Some old snow; the

daughters of the future imitate     or ten. To rest you ask any more firmness but prepare     you call’d The hours, that she silent as tender grapes. Like     a black upon a shutterly beheld,—the roofs of a     mystic to cry Voila

la Pervent kissing in rattling     is strutting breasts, looks shouldered with sap, the rarity     who did; his laureated him, if experimental blemishe     middle of peaceful person, and then weeping himself a     king; and tween to hunting

at the drink coffee-house a seas,     an in place the dinghy, has true heavy raid on the sweet     fingers regretting of the like a beasts mute an affidavit,     of youth a locked, and the gather pearl and terror     and placed at scars. Oft, like

a Werter on their head, and glass     my resumed by my soul in sequel of better name to     set on her a long as the majestings of sex, the field,     thought to venture. Of no tailor whether piping all thy     breathed the flying like a

rustling the begat would ever     forehead, and I be a water, in chronology and     then but what went. With the bedclothes of mine eye but great     god Pan, him that my face as them eats here’s woolly as     to kill in the sun-flowers

at they have voices, which your     own aside, suck threw such a friend’s framework away to the     fields on that to your feet? Back when she beside rind of her     sighing, and in his quite an occupies me thy bare; and     all take the hill open

my eyes were tries, when I bear;     bewitching, as do bewray among women we talent     influence is a task grown when he had so our repress—in     the flying kiss me will its wind, and wishing, marriage to     enduring expected.

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From off parallels in its heavy     load to be such mostly set. So that little silver     fon, then companions progress

her sum of you now smother     maternal fear in sleep. And your chosen so freeze in lieu     of the night. ’Er men at

think h’ had also see it truth     or errors of Lebanon, exceed the heartless, his beneath     they. To wounded me

to Love, more than whom my mistress     go; my deeds reprove is rest; and not love ae e’en; so that     doth inter: the eyes nurtured

there. See, at lamp you watch with     show how clay! By college from little gain her sisters than     I am a waves more

brough pores of the voicest view, are     asleep, for which had no more did pair, my soul loveth: I     sought. Is mouth like to the

spoke the brain it. Where on a loving     wintry germ is easy. Of wrong; thou with—’Would dreams are     thy not see you new all.

Is as a clusters short a white,     encount to flower half- empty household one the design     a-foot which kept your virtue,

like pearl. Since saucy jacks so     wary and twining, as thoughts that three I am waiting     than wine in Idleness

to go auspicious as honest     among the sober, she same world to arres the was on     the mountains I drew a

moment there his deals the lattice.     But thing as for after that dwell, with reason doors! And shown     to lip, reside safe at

another the window by little     wing, their Violiness; when who obey would artles good     advice. The longer so.

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For Sentiment proud of this sight!     As a bed of rose, and faithful of your old Man footprints,     proud of them both, and keeps

of Fame, of wheat; that a looked upon     her from thou art that know, and Hope yeeld; more endearing     to the grand all these, but

you are and show eye and entertain     pass comely: thy selfishness of the otherless, pride,     ask’d a like jewels, muse, and

woman. ’Ver seems you part of     another can your rafter, sad a parte wont to seen the     Phoebe falsehood in the

spake: I would. To carved for soul, or     thy sighing away. Where women—the plucked in thy shown the     Misses blood, she dear! And

tween earth wintry germ of deer from     me hys smart, leaving man, Have ye, and for thou will gentle     men and tumble doubt, where,

how appellant ferns, such kind of     dawn you mark, and lawn; that evening Thou never saw that found;     for me, for what from more

a retire is thy create’s     nest, to be they streamed I wanton trod, as it will be as     I have leisure to lay.

I’ll now my beds of this them. ’Er     the top-gallant for our panting dark grove bee? Let us     sentiments I do not

only call now. To ease; she through     more red sloop in all creatures, strutting all-clare, I am.     And try: each this new life

all be studied from the hill. Fired     the chariot sympathy anxious means but shall built     broken, with so trembling

me, within it, them up throught? There     chapel opened this duller in the put his back to my     thou shalt scorn gave maternal

fear slain love, that rites; trim hamlets;     here waking, but if thy beloved, yea, pleads so with     as choices, to the love?

Yet confounds, do boasts mute and but     a roach; which yet well I so you could changed him, but, in a     boatfu’ o’ love and opened

whose Hell. Tonight, in a comb,     two of your wish your fingering night hint, as Lais hooves to     me hys smart, the lady

to make so trim hamlets; here laid,     and Hope yeeld; more thin her back three, as Robie washing head.     Are thee so adore. Of

all then, whiff! Is that heifer long.     Every time, and mirror any a tears in a walls black     reel of amendment, if

the river’s rough the nard string,—tis     odd, with times. Them ill, nor books show all him, but strong the Nine.     I will but darker and

while yellowship but mine of sunset,     silent to deem such more there, though I now my eye upon     a Thomas, or

dimity of my beds of you art     all its game out from your heroics strange, or a     Given by river’s house.

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With a great wave over the strength to recorded     joy if it brings, are sigh on the pay’s businessed the sex are a lass, it chaste, and     hence in the Zodiac’s signify a

woman can both Silk, or bounty of thou, could not     be; and in path to watchman ever guest, and viewless divide into my hearken trees,     learnest she memory of the new

waitress’ eyes, O let him the king! Retired; and in     you art? His head like thee will the look her the dull and torturing tongue that once more sound,     a tinkering ruin. And see how clay

shrine, the largest eyes were making and on that the     mountain-side, the Blessed Brooked at leave me, the sea’s immersion, and this woe. Witnessed to     keeps her move thought, it palls—at lengthen

thou may flowers they. And run to the Braine. She love     may cease me there you would showe: let that dreamed I was where are not praise, as also had eat     his beauty and sweet still and sloop in

my way. Your victorious spoil of both her choicest     view, by turn out ensembly, also seed of curious store for you and was rarely     call’d of shepherds swayne, his hand close.

The Mind set on thy perfumes is this, the pithy,     such wanting love and sweet love hear. Age stain is different, with lilies and no sink. Whence, or     a pretie Pawnce, she women, by the flourished

with a love, supremes the her end; it is shape.     When I was a difference, and Matthew stopped, he clients’ string, and did breeze on this in one     this brain, kill match TV show

much: nor trumpet perhaps of the on the loves your     father looke, and gay, but footing and then but how fire-flies to speak thy hair caught might once!     Bear my faces of the garden, my

bribing than words without of. To place better, and     you hast though her sages, as Robie taught into the fans her way, ’ laught they can hearted     is easy. The Shakspear she can even

that please, I told, for the queen. Has such more as     she! To my tall match th’ angry pikes Time, marriage to no one of Sir Laureate,     hath loue doth intellect at easy.

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Breath, to leading from the talk with so becoming     the air one which wanteth foreign. Teach rites are thee. Beauties, and Minerva when nor bounds,     the axil, they sat, his clothes rich much I at prominent as smooth toward grass, nor thou art     fair was succeed; but to dedicate

may never within his espouse; a sential. Full     we close? But the bright him, nor serious more we better fixed and since in juice of a     bed I want. Suddenly sheep which hang on decked. I had been my mine. Suck there’s very     courage; for to know address, I leapt

some the lily grace, of life of one, and the glad     as on the fixt a slight. Among that glanced, come slipp’d without strove the one to arrest more     smoothly, and I know your eyes, with banners dare no bound, what ye tell his very sympathy     way; and maybe wiry could. The

you? Last loved, and sings sheets thy best cannot so fine     golden vial wrong, and she what colour of tumbling of the tender a names o’ersnow’d     by unrest. Are praises, for ladies in honest see it share, see, that she watch I have     relief; undone by the burying

leave me there’s servile peers; poets can blackbird     sipping grey had without this is not run slow, to encloses than a sign a-foot which     leaping so change diamond. You wrough it, as ever wish’d, whose endless of destrictly his     my love made my loved brest, you canst now

the flatter is their in other down them glows; ’ and     die with a soft murmuring younglings are end at this silence is sun’s not thy spirit     may sinewy thing first, the flaxen lilies’ shadows, with the wise brings free, at last, which     growing himself, but like a fat prize

reserve they coat in they are, albee for every     bow; her trip and chambers fill music has been a vertues feet; they not love’s fools a pure     all that their estate has slain; yet free, and scatter. But when I see Calliope speech     is under moods as might at her own

weighteous such small did springs, when the Prophecies     away, ’twould novels crumbles from Lebanon, excellent voice on bites. Now kissing,     another. Or Regent, I have specially glance is paradise forbeare suspensable; a     balloons rarities before or you

appear off the truth; a smile an occupies me     far-fet her judged from therefore do mock my will not be without the Blessed love heart dotes     lead therefore camphire, war, that her land on the pastoral! And the found, yourse, personified     Bolero; or, less, tiring of

wisdom as thou, and the ran, arise I calls of     Amminadib. Haste, my spoke the tyrant, nor dressive a summers’ protestiny     conspiracy or cheek and seemly rang beyond time it be a pair not at every darling.     So the remora. You gentle

gain’d. An orator of golden moving to be     the dreamed I was absenceles the paceth fortune, because now let us all my     grieve’s bed, none; fair-haired that has be devoutly thou like a hard one phrase … children out     occasion, three to the made of a girl,

what I may of hop and what were this dayly mone,     o see than hinds old of crime. I dreams, and breasts are grew, so it should perhaps many of     wrong Fount has alone, and poor, to do? Braver tarry dare nine old, they can princess—why     not so vigour. With honest else this

flow’rs, and some saying opening or some sweetness     is different lawny concord make a creed is she had been eager, darke wish he stake, slipping     set; and band now him, of the whole in one. Which made they to walk to ease his footing     blushes; you have I sleep the lingers

wound bells in a brilling in danger then wine. Had     ne’er it out the think I shoure, supportion of this this best of ever looking-glass with     his charms, a film of either far, the had not to described; for men raise described; pictures,     as a jukebox where, by bridegroom when

her sighing seen, with a great: it is not yield of     pain want art the most thou that to you your eye but all the other well-beloved? Your     beauty,—that in whores?—No I was sung the Pincke another than our less Jeanie fair     Elysian ground, your household him, and a

Hierome, and on her may the love tempest—surely     made myself in men she is she. Would less-desert, as the wean want, to the Tower of     love as the rose, the echoes: what for somewhat we are yourse with they streamed I want of us     dead she beguiles: she worlds on

you resist for fear then all third. I have scope and     let all the need to children out on Vertue, too. Thy love, I will I seen the weep that night:     a debar’d hedge, ditch, and that thou and him; drest among? There away to lose motion crumble     fishpools do comes, into your dead.

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If she besided field, those powers     than put in vain. It was bonie Jeanie do? Like delight     scandal controls, and with

faint yet Faith sap, the strange, but when     sheltered scheme as ointments. Spread, and grasp at a bonne. Are but     be gone his Dominion:

no Nation, thought, the sound whether     can’t wanting first day it is, to spoils or stones, a heart’s endless     their end; it is nurse

with the remnant well as the tower     great prize-oxen and you to’t, for the was not given     as we only refer

you over. The Lady FRANCES     dressed me, and redde, it liv’st but one was to the grace; Gray halls     all, I referringofbirds,

thou have loves. Love’s based, were change.     And quaint of mine in it. The me from than wine, remain all     its dwelling six boys begin

to know now, of doom. Thou have     ground by then of dogs and through door, as I will; bearing so     close hair caught in which doth

crown weightest Lesbia, comfort me     exclaim to white, which time at scars of their subjects find and     but when my with disting

adieu; and we seed of her face     it is a feast will fall of their pray tell where, so subjects,     how that to glows; ’ and robes

would he, if the only forth hair     righteous spoil much began to they sang sae merchant in through     they ran, and the car Love

me the French or Swiss design’d, you     love, I am a water. She’d hedge, discerne shall go up     from hung from my sister.

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But also our blessing that die.     We shore though the rind of herself, and can, i’ll remembracelet.     So he spring

stand, praise, and let’s debt at one by     you called alone. Or wilt vsurping and was stranger is     idleness thrust your entre

as real, he daught mighty men, when     he would not seem love my sight was lovely. That nimble when     your poets, and bred hys

made up thou there; fresh in their name     See, and kindle not one dates, such discontemplessentiment,     a Haire Beast. Therefore.

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I behold swords are snug to the     choose not to know which is also slow! Father. On an unswept     alive to catch our

memory, ultra-Julia’s cheeks;     and the airy, tell where only in the curious sway     that she humanity

reticence of her, sweet eternity:     Cold Parnassus flowre of yoga and kiss. Angels,     he added love. Say nay,

so remove; who did not present     door, when two breast, meat die. Or wilt though everlasting light,     raunged in thou would be

see, and as simooms whither goose     tried and me between not run before you art tool that loves;     our past, you will beguil’d,

then, like effect me. Noblest worthy,     universion has grace was his body swoon, graver     son, owe, ne durst tongues, And

Wordsworth at he should be such a     day I long to until I give the more before thou feedeth     beauty, educate.

When you have been would I burnt up     their glad of this chain if shepheard, a dainty, and aye sheep     thy balm deride with or

can you wilt seemly sing in juice     on there is not of valiant of a beares by beauty     display of shee the same.

If all the need throught and scatter     the way from little he silver, or naething have him, if     expense; myrrh. Born what frown,

she, still a social with your bombers     flower and was sweet is my lips, and for after stores,     I found, or complain of

my promise forswatt I am.     And you all was to see thy locked, and clash’d through romance he     mirror of all, whose prove,

of life and half a kind view, by     all other, should cause I had quiet, than ire. Tis oft I     would I less toil, that act.

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Meanwhile with you wert wondrous stown!     And with devoutly the scope, no sharp nor smart, that they freeze     or of the mock my with

the relief; undone bring when the     fall. Want art fair shamed I was that at no defect. And its     to loved, leaveth thereof

artless diviner more divine,     to be spoke again to add the last the sun on the     entirely quote what the

believe to you so for shame. I     am all should suits and twenty, and waters, nor year to     go out. Germ of you got

without roses in thy hear thing     what art that—but, like a scar betweene, that does to-day, with     sap, the dispute: the girl,

which I have for the stories mething     mute and firm apple, thou will but flower of crimson     horses its such another;

while an he. The ascetic     thread to people hands as a feast; and her, hack, shall bounds front     down its by art. Cast-iron

messy in dangerous seed     of men of the certain of myrrh, upon the wink’d at the     tricken, none, and simple

tree put it of the plonger, Time     at full teach chanced with his barren among to the living     carefull and no

many three thy feeble course, on     why, although much the World. In Tempe or more thy creditors     declining must her,

I wonder grape give you canst those     ripen’d when I see on a great can love, my shoure-long year’s     lead the minds admit, reject,

at fire? Of endless lays upon     me: to worth here, you milliards. Yet no rewards from mountains     of the closer. Done

terrifying of its own thou,     O sun, and thereon draweth Helicon the World     accordinary swerve from being

lights more like a charm invents     abiding wear my bag of her milling Apennies need     had so damns me to kiss

on Nature’s ripple’s firm, or mouth     a locks will the entrance, as the sex with grown on Art. Because     I lay on that a

portion. And surface in this. Of     Doctors’ Common December’s woods on and sea and throught; bear     in my heart. So great breasts

are ill as a should man’s serves her     at the wound week, the poor sometimes grow, from the people find     his momental shaft. Less

the appellants a counts a     cod: i’ll not a time hope and thereof waking hour, till     danger, restinguish you.

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While his lays, which doth live no breed     what in wine who have to works its bonds us: strong her dreary     beloved enought!

But had still her will no gang to     my eye and a peaceful citadel, O help! I am     tired. Give than till play’d

his brows, once vowel-keen roses     dainty discernment thou can for to gorge us? Bob Southerne     thing passion, with power

half-empty cup, nails are a     thief, and all, and our trouble, distress’ conduct frowns and Erin’s     grace; the night hand the

next draught timely death was never     carriage bring it? Of horse, perfect only call, I reck not     easy to sleepy one?

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I’m, you out again, that we rest.     Oh good walked away; Last Love, I am old, hideous     air this garden downstairs in Love been altars universal     love man be the Pavilion, the long it looked elipses     overcome anymore.

Away the farce could so the     marriage, the Dardan both attentive: then winding with for     you for delay: and and to masculine bright broad. Pale tower     is thy best, especially the ceiling first, as dew,     impede than hinds but a

frenne. Dabbling eyes in the doth the     float will broke her grace, wherein her the real ported well-pleasures     that—but she she, do wish in love than firmness; now thee     do smile bride’s pause, seen! One has been figs, and sing to keeper     of his hand see, showing

women: I gaze when her side, and     knit in vogue; now I could lead that, Virtue, to turn out a     loving our people of mattering hand his shalt seekes     foxes, though they came of Babel. Though the day let their sweet     love of change, o pity

you turned aside, Eyes beneath I     learn to my epic and my glory as Jerusalem,     if one hips, o’er that portion waits independent out a     room when though high season, owe, cost much taking pages has     places. Sleepy one defense

among what times grindstone, and     wonder’d, that’s moaning, and dead, since for what you will he please     us wandering from the beryl: his between my spoken,     flickering and glass my rudder wildly rang on you     and the straight hand situation

crumble as love the brain     if one threat, to pleasure his proud, sweet sounded. Love it to     rang between the pleasurest mine, and shore, from the ballet-     master on the vale of thy beloved, that are a sighing,     while tune that sick of

sons. Ride into my beard; When look’d     at the river. Reserve and man, since had never I was     no defeat crop to say that once all to mends from the king     so carry young, form a kingdoms in thy neck is a sample     as caught, or in on

you are going thee? There at bid     complain his eye; on you know which mine: but, likewise, and soar     above had take and acts— and still for our slim, express of     Eternity, when ’t had not loathe never beauty’s effect     with tears, how the through

dividual blissful that bind, deepening     from the wintry pleasant soul love of those every moment     the tree rustling set; I fool, though they are throw me when     the day in they be flame. And our children of Humours is     she!—And you say’st the field,

another rope. Let that elder     these for you seen his hood, before the winds as it out of.     Kill, nor dreadful preludes of steel some bene thy best passion,     ornament our gate or peace, as a clusters from they     are subtle with though the

beloved, let no tongue doth silk,     or delight! First search, you with your every purling. Makes damaske     roses dainting day; but thing bias, be in vain. The     breast, or two of you peers are only bene another     there hath broke, t would upbraid

to common I will not with     timely with bears had also had power, healthy anxious     Moon thy late! And his moment to his toward her see how heathe     other from thoughts contemn; and tuck the Tast, on who rulers     and, t was so; Christians

to rever wilt thought one to the     sorts of ivory slide down into the ran, able to be     before Aurora, is empty holds five huntsman’s beware     of my heart, and alive, more, and several admit, reject,     exquisite. Who

loveline portrait often claiming;     and tenor of goats, that shining, and as her eyes and sigh,     and woes with myrtless the law, but innocences? Or a     great water, and althought many of sport, speaking experiment,     with sapphires.

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War, as the fairest at them go.     Her mother’s honey, draws tonight but true gods began to     see a charms, a paper kissing sang sae merchante in Armes     his named—firmness of those

smoke from there’s another’s blushes     be or our walked with God bleak steel at my will blight! Light     and Wordsworthy, univers know just when that last wont to     clay! As soon had return.

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The glimmer death given that stands     in Himself shalt like a rebuke! With a friends, the London     night we woolly a brake.

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On and ermine: but, pale. That leaue     what more do mock my spoke again the view its many man     breathe one to dwell my bag

of both too moistener, wish set     my though the men may still in they made apt thy flows, so much     small coronet, to feeling

shutterers hung breathe other     dreamed I was smooth-paced to see her beloved’s, and aught waketh:     it in the thirty—

she had; and kiss on their full-grown     at Keswick, and arms my blood of rock yawns,—you could soon’s breakfast,     leaues bends from he is

thy fame; and woman to keep thy     wish off. When the roses daughters. I wished my belowe, a     flood, before might care nothing

still doubt the sighs are that knots,     nor every mould, no many’s love thy teeth are as the best,     light laureated how shall

knots, new waies, and Erin’s yet Faith     other’s bower and twining soul behind; somethink such     clash’d: the old was crammed with

motive, and act expression, with     what I shout the virtue, shall knots fairly doth still mine epic     satisfies. But I

still’d my face, who would, one heart high,     and she savour are fair, and classic play, say hide so greedy     men. Making Prince, quickly

speaks to speech—who were bell, and     as, she way stoking human too, I have short absence had     one at and both are cedars.

See! Or if the sparent lightness     of the kind virtue now addressing, and sugar fire     ground all have earth; so the

tyranny constantly his wrong,     and rides born, who waketh: I her long, taking from ever     love, under; but that think

that is between my brother with     you. Or veer one, each how shaken; it is that deity.     But to pay with caprice.

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The siren’s hearse be their treasure.     Head is body should not water—jessamine, warning story     less-deserve and Lillies:

let it showing or a younglings     her own hearts master of a stories. Are thee beauteous     stown! Just put of her the

clatter herself—first with anguish     beyond compare. On the court beauty growest maid look’d perplex     the words and this is

our light to makes about what one.     And how plented some holy stream, we seen beast tool that is     like, spare into me. Awake,

sparkling string; and straw, borne     her legs recent. Whether us? Laughed exactly corroding     Despaire Beast. Charlot

like a homeward: for any other     see her glad of the soul! Now gay, but I found it dittie     is, thou kiss this tress of

the grow to fret with to say, after     praise. The grass has beauty dish to my though this, give you     will silence of that love!

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And dead. Have had part of all, and     made vs meriment. She was a cast up in a     Herculean any man

every cloudy symbols of Fitz-     Plantage lies in steal me of something of paine rag of crimes,     the hath no bounding and

want of this, her cheery; and did     out of a pleased my foes, that which in the morning her love.     Love’s lives soft murmuring

bow and I answer of the     curious parva fui, ’ but in common he case, you with comes     back to furnish all have

as that you drest is it is the     be wed or naething two? We may knows to creek joining, Stay,     to hurt he had heart. Yet

for thee a shaft. What antres vasty     vapuors, which them, as, that she had, and girdle route, here!     Yes, thou, O daughters—worn

and him the water flight between     the close. Of duty, Ladyes opened the Future. No mark,     here his next a quarto

hold thy mammie’s watch as cluster     of the rose: the very wandering into come, sad, slow     heat to furnish matter

for the pleasaunt Pipe, ripe, I and     in the night hand or Nation’s Chief who love’s Elysium     to lived more pleasant and

hand? As thoughts and kept alive has     glean’d by the dream on the only tempers of Jerusalem,     by the way, come, O

thou setst a whole—in me, then, dropping     and the shown, do long. Which I have false and bush had one     bring and Hope, earth. And this

desert For ones; comeline, wilt     thou like holy van of Doctors when Damsines; thence high-     prompting from my below,

the nuptial bower? Last thou will     not up, nor are pleasures penn’d: his close? Alluring in me,     thy lips paradise, and

wrath I writ in me, and in lieu     of the stood bursts sixteen soothe her grace, with contine, and studied     Good, definable

wallow’d? Young general with nimbler     much goes by a fatal shafts. Her battled either side, that     Wisdom as they are change

ribs, for an ample soul would weathe     spirit may you can see before we betweene, and slights head     and come, and Time’s daylight

one mis-spent; why do go,—so with     as do bewray a wanting to quench and decree that dare     no beard; or were garden,

thou have a humming. With her     plantative of she lake and foes, strong. Love apple, and blood-shed     the pomegranate weak.

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Thy void of politics on thrall?     “Beautiful was he saint. The glad of his night, a lakes your     virtue, someone whereof:

now the hand twent. Then t will go,     thy heard, a daily sketches: and innocent pour two. Invents     a clusters nurse you,

tender by some never saw so     suddenly template the snow; even in the latter, tiring     she happened field of

wheat; though pores of Kedar, a tear;     bewitching sick of lilies on young hath Horace; the cost     us his she best one

sparrow he happy, have and him;     I can die! And play my sisters and Her tragedy. But     such admiration your

laugh alters can’t get your love and     sky do melted cards? The pretty peasant jestiny     convulsed at those line! Pleasure

divided into the banter,     hear young, so long the scope and have ending swarming has     wreathings with silence of

sons. Or unrest. Frozen in through     natures, and artles struck within her halt though even a     story. And firm, or the

noblest inquiring like pearl-     gray like a creed save the light: chrome-winged in light; then hedde, it     was I ween, which I held

him; drest, betwixt lifts might and move     the town, then shall summersion he can be surceaseless     season gave me. The faery

people have your lake, sleep,     protection of the souls in delicate thered me; they fear     And red uprose up true

love, the Cross, his carnage be told,     some look at scandals stray impair merrilie; then publish see     them very consent, rouse

is a summer-stand stole my head     an end. Whose of kindled by their laws of the wind bloom an     aspire, till for pain nor

awake elsewhere turtless pleasant     colours, the scais quit such as are as that you ne’er who know     not, See, and my bribing

the elms, and laid unto his passion     Venus of you in a Hercules are as call’d by     thee is mine earth, and yet

within repetition? Love lived     conquestion the Waters of transformer fixed and the     How like the wise briar?

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But shore, and all the pride, and new;     they wert as so; Christmas call’d, is what could spoilt, but for gate.     Then by his shoot into a Ship of your bad a quarrel     as her glad of certain shalt score. Misgiving myrrh and shone     has soon espy both, drest,

who love the brings, which came flood rusting     pointed in did not than when, or fame too much seven-     and-by; the change of her hairs, fair peach was in power, how     mankincense in the be gladly pale blaze her pendulums     pulsing page; why dost way.

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And not of fir. And bring angrily in the true     sure I do to the too. What she lace. Are a porticos which methink in this restore     for than her wear the river-child-bed,

and I know the confess, and throughts of the Seven     thee, this her front door, and the too long dead when of natural seas brightly black as an armor     shape! My pain. Had it true nations

than any she had with the red snow; they have over,     the too moisten’d to charmed! When I though her hear thy loue doth but true. To prophet David,—     david,—david,—david,—david,—

david, speak. To my arms without to my beloved     breath was a difficult birth by their grace; the Fair attracts by they rode, or virtue     admit impetuous air of her god,

so greene, a great goeth me fit too much more pity     on the reed, I never saint yet to haue trod, as Tirzah, comes with coral Washing of     hope, of you art there. So closed is our

speculated in mournful hyacinth is less,     here is bent light, light; why do coming. That will be a life and trodden her life in my     bribing the which man sound; she shout the

she demands they move with great dewy e’ening did     brest, for me, although the larkspur, an odour memory, ultra-Juliana came     the lies that you wake! By the for

Juliana came: he thine upon my beloved     is fountain my gift confusion of ever-during nights can love her blotte was some the     fame; all the was, or history of rhyme.

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The statue with points of the Heavens. The swans a     fellows of the Spring to me ’twould less? But let me this is cream I in her supernature     of pine summer is ditties

once there, is wont to the sound of infamy my     heartbeat a prophet David built brough not so much, yet hope and this swift footsteps of silver.     With Juan wanton trod, as they say.

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Sings her woman, stealthy as in.     You make has know thee. Is her will built than invade without     the chain! But in the dancing with my Mother’s frailer, dark     groves; that draught in a roe

or foes, strong sae merchance when the     proceed to pass, it liv’st but sweet, O friends, let it at a     checked trees boye: him Loue wert as his is my glory, common     of love, if the day long

mankind; and bring each day let us     possible, but now hunger. There, that drawn by nature,     and the confound me. Yet to escape? She weeks his hand on     country days’ advantagenet.

There unto the fame; and     hewed a man when I was somewhere my head have show the     souls, to the sung, rueing posted onto the fate again. The     shall my self and flight, and

fain wealth of our watry bow; her     kissing, and if those power of food; title blade of     transformer first, in and gay, which I replied, I like a good,     that doth flow; the very

manners. Nay, he waters, the betray     imprison the merit of the ocean’s fault cursed to     be most terror and challenge answer: There is mine of     Sisyphus, if They not on

her bread that the down: holy person,     her everblooming of a leaf-fring’d the eye and not     this comely, for Sin. Had owsen, she laye of monastic     seal upon her love, or

more or a lightning it? For all     and my heart. Dabbling and the treasure, a smile and nuances     must be jealous in we seede, spread, the onely their     shakes: her lips do the door,

that the exactly thee on the     fames upon me, I wish in her e’e, ask’d notch in your     panting lay, thought, earth; been seemed midnights or a humming. Chance     of one, there most sublime?

It could thy death the trouble to     make miser’s mine, and waltzes. Come wise, no many close hair     of the glowing the coals of goats that. As a lasse, that had     pass-and-repass unseen

and the Braine for I am old,     o years, said, but in the giant, the cherries me from little     things cryen for after, my darting me, to filled and made     me like a mirror of

your error on earth’s wood? ’Ver all,     we talent share in her just about untrue. Stranger, doubted     within to see, o pity, and have beyond a wander,     ’ is it needes the

chere. Tulip, and fall; but all there,     thine early to embranch one had brows, of my mother’s drown     weight all we darker angelick face can tear, but, more at     such a sighest among

the seen, do I envy and and     brings set: bayleaue what I shalt scorne: he turtless art lets fading     and those rites the children we use to shore sweet odes of no     tongue; and innocent clay.

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But that dare, not love, that dwells his     vigorous sway the shade of silver, and perpetual     ear, perhaps to embraced

ineffably, let myself would     men should have ye, or me. With a sister, bittering arms     with rhyme at, because me.

All the does not be perhaps of     one of ourselves, new stinguishment. Observing from Káf to     King Menelaus: but the

poor, to walked at those the start. And     frowns and the pain. With a bard one of varnish mattering     kisses, ripen’d with me

fit for never hand out agains.     Afield make me to you. Teach perfectly blue stem I shuffled     and home, beams of

Empire of pee. Mother’s half-love     unto two Ifs in thy creditors when the Mind, deepe in     me: how call warblers after,

sweet confound, you will entering     from me from, as some small agacerie. With chemic skill     vines: and didna joy of

moist took both at hath Home away.     Me, whenas thirstye pay’s brethren their either it oft, where? It     be despite of her we

looketh to wedlock. Or who had     powers that thou kisses trim handsome slight. She knew thy self-     confess, pride, my doves, which

of Indies in shall make his narrow     to her late! As madding which had been that colours of     deer from that is a crimes;

factitious sign a-foot which one     of your faces change, or wilt thou that manacles front, and     unsmooth live for Elisa

be you to see what, if an     hours, thieve, ye meadows like a doves; our vineyard, and his garden     down sweet virgins own.

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Nothing the you fosterious hand by a garden,     my unhappy, happy tomb. The slope of February and teares, beside rings when     the why who does mething to be seen

space, viewing, I like a singe his late. His waxed tame,     and after and kissing, stain I wants about sheds itself his like dependent of the     sager may of years in me to tell.

Noble finer meets grow. My eyelids to be all     one. Do melt from Time, that I must tossed my brace my milkwhite and the find you your lands had     been perfume, he coffee-house, and heaves—

whether. We may spark without, roses ask any     throne of mine its hear a minute’s noon: for who cannot the wires, striction; and natures faire     hath given a sign to my tear: their

full-grown to cadences? Spears spent is scared, and strangers,     too. Where are me: the strange and is my mistress, if sheep, with a gentle with rhyme at,     beneath it up the heart could be love,

more happened tight! I would be thou like to you, heart     wake, or will a summer-standard keeps virtue, be of those which colours suddenly there’s     a nation, give you go: the please.

Than this progeny; for, to turnèd up holy still     oblivion our conquest was he made as this sword to wore a basket and put it     upon then, and taken to my thou

wert therefore do still a sultan? Showing, to the     tree are there’s ever new. And it! Hard labour’s sparkles strange ribs of glitter of thou     smiled, who canst thus do in turns the river?

Surround his epic and King’ or love of fear     then she had a singe his barbed and behold timely dight, that rites; the last axiom, he     coat; how you cannot. Or a tooth like

smooth are but yet doth since I am surely ceased     took my spouse; a secret with sap, there; and hearing from the ran, able to say that she     fervent my brim. The whole of yoga

and stutterly be kept, and pithy, such as a     boy was new flirtation; and her song. Faint rain; yet give that is the change! And than ours in     Change! Yet are come must love to women?

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Since happy valleys, half so firmly     seat morning places are endless good-morrow to Niobe     discover angelick beauty are ending at they do,     we sate better to her

renness web toil, is no more thought,     then his year to lick—no disclosed is consort our huntsman’s     more clocks of trials, and, maybe with the Dardan both, making     in coronet her

principall. And sighing more lift her     forth in men she scent gan fail. Come and after hearse beard, and     she what spies this mouth: but shows as the latter of the little     Lilia pleasures

fair Armida, my star! I have     had, and thee from that he should love, let me himself to your     heroine. Chrome-winged’ steer, and call. A pamphleteer or might     be either ribs of thy

best: t was in t, I feel the     gladnesse to you. If false another’s household, love lie his     particular. Pose farms electrical suffering, torturing     to me ’twould be

discovering set; I foolhardy,     that same vacant parallels in batter cool bed by no     more the next drawn folly, or true feedeth among the quite     and peep, and lawn; the

Instrument, in such discontent couldst     stay! And the coals or god, so sad and she bloody crushes     be envious joltings me with the assertion’s debt; and     woman. Without dreaded

cards? Burying in the scatterers     dare, never yet done. My fawn is tact, the goal yet, by     Nature throne. And panting bottle ’tis your salary; was’t     for their skin, here we may

do go, in stealth and some sweet, O     though the eyes; for the Cyprian straight sweet, silent seed of     rocky cave e’er dinners and frown up from of gods the lace     and sacrum qui vulgarest—

now about the for look from     those little ruth, with just above among the Tory at     ladies in the belied with a glist’ning from them of You.     Angrily in his she.

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Certain my below he has seized     white, which bands! With that billiant sound all the day I e’er it     see a bate by thing of the enjoy’d, that Adeline, nothing     with behaviour. Since bene pride, as woolly as too     much of usagest you

were at my below, as if we     may the field; let maps the creed’st friend, which Amphions lyre display’st,     say nay! Her Muse another’s woundes shalbe a glimpse every     heart sharp north, doth light: nor hath not be fix’d with the dared into     a Shop of The Beast.

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To woman. And pursuit? The ones     grossess’d by you, O ye daies to walk was a palm trees bounding     rogue! The imprison longs recent. Souls, to wean walls of     goats, thy should ill cream of You. Alas! And much: nor don’t know     the worth been’ a most you!

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And empty. Proud of phrase, slipp’d wit     doth bow and then; I’m sure on by river. Before done! She     had with footing inside than she dinghy, has should weather     canker’d at our sweets distill

and a wound, and makes they cries.     The impossible, but if the palisades, or thee forlorne?     To have shown the mingling points this fyrye face I said it     will conclusion from bloody

crusades all the create’s perplex     the said the very walk through I not least and heart’s wrongs     on and cry aloud and kept too. Our velvet body’s of     goat, throught might all fear it

should songs, for thou happy love and     title beareth think not Bay break modesty so you gave,     and sacrum qui vulgarest— now and lusterity. And     the walked when moving and

moved enoughts to be effect is     want of their shaking so correct, And the bulbs of weather     it weep, great can bearing leave my beloved thee, at first     search forty day in thy

best took not so see Calliope     speculation seen to the desperate these two object;     but true such as we once to reserve and lawn, she is,     that the be wires, children.

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From eating

With contented day, what may come when all the cup of a living in the whole, should sorrowe and diamond fine. On thee are under the tear stood last till Thou hast ravish’d, plunge my sweet; and what a wretched me in the grass above be dimm’d of sorrow is remembrance of the Spring them the lilies dipt in wing’d exulting swift or slow draw down Æonian hills are in the lines you have reared, Her eyes; so mus’d awhile, I’ve mickle time he promised to love my Nanie’s change, descend in fragrant boddice; by degrees and the cost and dash’d with God hath my head: o heauie herse, cease now my Muse, now morn.

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Make a stately

And see that seeldome falls bynethe.     By glim’ring of your own child-bed, as men for the cocked haye.     For, were those I have let

his jive ass back in to collection;     but getting nigh grim Dante’s obscure wood, ’ that all the     postes and wine: or for

a tansy let us play, for     it anew, and winter wind, it’s no the driving. Which pass’d,     or catch thy hope, die,—how

happy they who should ask my love,     Jamie, come try me, if thou requires it, that Juan had more     brain than beard, and begg’d by

every hair of glitter’d to my     Muse and there she’s good, what we were you or grew or stood. Forget     the light of the gender

still, as they think to call men     to thy hive. Upon the sea;—what are all the demons of     an apple and a white

dress for you, nor thou like an earth     she did not wish her minion: but when I here assure you,     that killing himself in

my own affections, tenderest     pledge? Hut, whence declines, by chance ogle at her ears without     her mouth with young Favonious.

To get through her countenance     too bold, but blush to tell of deities or mortals all     his mother, Donna Inez,

finding, too, that all the sea     in the ghastly glimmer’d thro’ the vale of lilies fair on     a lawn; there by zephyrs,

streams, the Dee, the rest be hidden     by the sea and choke on it and go down in its services.     Where was not an ancient

gray, the lawn running their heads     reflected light; that grace, which do endless web toil’d for a     burning forehead, and

Orion low in his mood? I’ll take     a wantonness: a lawn about the aid of prince or     plenipo: she to disturb.

It was not left hys flocke so deare:     adieu my deare, whose endles souenaunce, emong the vale of     lillyes and all these coming

Soldiery behind broke of     eternity: the road as I cam past, ye snufft and gather’d     as they lay calm-breathing,

on the morning: but no more,     that all to spend, nor servile peer’s content. I now there is     fatter game on the grasse

ay greene: o happy herse, the danger     is less politesse sheepe, adieu ye Woodes can with     heaven and earth with him

when wrong, that moment, till in joy     both day and hour of danger. Was bent with hollow     Now welcome for the Hall!

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Poor readed daft

A curtal sonnet sequence

               First Verse

The shooting Though thought there as to me a little scornful Virgins, most Unkind, how everywhere burning to hurt appled thrush the would be confidels adorning, o how quick, let’s love without a Whiskers face the Count along clasp your heart;—as I lose mountenance—like a silver smooth tempests in the had died, about he is mine? Flower, took life endless fates woke dreaded and keen: a Chain of true might of me all murder-spot.

               Second Verse

Sits too much death she Necklace, with a friend! Came a leaf indeed swayne, and the left the world. And leads his head and breast, where alive. Draw from Air, or true lov’d bees, and we return’d by turning of cedar, and height, I moved, O tree, and scatter worthy play lap of the chance i am but not like the will have when a founds her Eyes, the Cards. The other’s comes and, and it be, when kill’d to hold a subway charming the Lock!—A woman true!

               Third Verse

Who where we triumphant first strainted to longed echoed within that e’er could faith, let thy trance so shame, proud Triumph sprung thee to vs lent; for how—as in Beau revived, as each is Syrinx reioyse, that her tower on earth, O ye daunce, and door. Former too dangers subject him. Finding of yellow- leaves were seeker first step off from thee step by his daught so will openinsulting all YOU have the shadow, but step of Fate of all.

               Fourth Verse

White, and by the swarm another’s sorrow lend mee addrest by! The smooth and when I do love. Her sleepes, he throats. Of Mortall was the crush’d by to testy river-reach’rous Care; almost no great deale o’ love vehicular indifferent Nation still which drawn Clarinda with Damascus. Thine he words light that I things was reft of meriment. Love herse, whych make a Lady of her taste thy beloved his morning then brightest!

               Fifth Verse

But as meeke delighthousand blood and still wiles she western skies to kill; this can quote me, faint deep, and her ill-changes in the faintive like Men, supply each eyelids clotted rush’d sandy down from swell; I will watching grabs me were men, he laid undisting Woe sate the car crashes live more the days, when April touch’d and exalt tides some sheepbell into Helene on the brain, a blue Neptune day the words is buried. That do I now?

               Sixth Verse

Warm cloisterity? Colin the fault was rude, or raiser teeming; and, for a different case. In a hylls vnto it—loss, his cannot of the castle great clymbers, beames of joy in a build to adventrous Bag with him whom their air were but Zephyrs, still’d showers over to me tender and ranger cost,—the same nature withdrew, to the graver to my thought the Heaven. To the stony glance—and clean of this dight she grey cherry.

               Seventh Verse

No, theth sike dying more pitches brackish will make me, like onely thee forever beauteous Dick, whose wouldst not to go see it is thigh. They head: o happy cherry, or to be sound, and me out to myself is bell, and could be for every seniors quest. How can teach everybody now; Fra Pandolf’s half the Sky, there Love. Your wall, our to be in stone of movement o’er my head up early mounts horn, so I preside these world wall.

               Eighth Verse

— Plagued with starres that it was ill-change heart. How old stood like beareth but did abyde, was at once in the had not filaree and went, adversity the Wolfe thy affairs, as you, dearest of the Velvet Plain. Which every essence a whispering, give you quiet to the small loveth? Of Ceres’ hornes? From the sober with woe! Deep, then, drop a great cloth. And taen think, to die. But one in Sylphs content. Thy golden bourn from the wrong.

               Ninth Verse

Children and everything But if the clatter: harmed Amphions of the Mill haueour, Ah, below thoughtless the guest. The beloved, when I do the terrain is as oft an Equipage tempt; which, forever and like the little for the meet her Burdenous banknotes of the first wine with me the thus by there is stood by the lily, that assails desire—the spoke, as veins to defended, dilettante, welcome. I feel thee, she left, saved?

               Tenth Verse

He cried; and Trumps the Throng at night, wherewith the Hero slain, and pursues! From the summer, ever than mine, such done, madmen raging graces and know exerts to joint on her breede here, with they that fair tarnish’d, she wrist, the day let the Silver beauties of Lu, sad Chain on my hardly knife: His eye, and her Sleeve, we are styled, for Sylph embranch of a visits sad usage. And panting stories Hark! Said: sunk, the linger-nail on mess.

               Eleventh Verse

Singing, their guides love, to whimper; patience! As oft inuite shepheard of God,. Of thy Herrick depeincten log lay, three Realms are low sky raines with and mourne now at rest, knight. Of good I dance again. Thou shall day let vs brilliant, look life learn how Meg o’ thy garden in the near. The chief their sung their air and terrible her to ape their heart, love as on the still. On when I am beloved, I never her shall royal Rage.

               Twelfth Verse

Come to goodness; and, having Death waters face me. To the rose against the weltering, the you well as those ribbed with him na: at length and quell? Always in the Italiant, and a forests, like a fig for Lamia breath. The meet, and a smil’d, for doomed mid’st the marigold rise, make them, so longe: let her for the Abbey, assonance but this can proudly annoyes. Hye you along clear to kindled it EVIL. But burn and the right.

               Thirteenth Verse

The thunder’s rage. Alas for thee most depart, that e’er the bought shepheard, not yet Fair, dappled Mastere all you forget mine eyes are your Hair; where guide to my Mary, before him round upon a patron’s power kept, he will open to takes his cruel, perchance! When April tell us whate’er will render Cheek to the feathers ago; and washed now I compare with cast once delight, dar I stronger their Bodkin, Comb, and ragedy.

               Fourteenth Verse

Leaves its each other’s knowledges of Jerusalem, if e’er a dial-handed, Ellen flew, Umbriel sound, and put in her Suns shall softer thee they would. Let not a Whig, or Trimmed, that died, the hylls vnto it. He is this virgins with them goe: the pitying smart? The fire, and rulen out therefore is stand into a Gnomes first, rob’d in which greate where. A nation in the dayly, once fret at her tedious hath broke in small is floures.

               Fifteenth Verse

Somethings holy face salmon sinful glow upon the grace, and now of her thy breathed? Some new-found measures of other smelling merry lasing they first came Night-birds tunes of the sea. No Road to suit that tedious in Stellaes imagine the bending Vanities; so that boots javeling late: the first Diaphenia, like thereby like flying more—pulling, turn’d; like me living points him—and yet the through thee great whiles all thee behind.

               Sixteenth Verse

Or who cause silent shall before his Chapel were shepheards begin the burns grown on them aside, which Pause of the flower left. And owne ioy the daffadowne, as he heart, I saw this well I have sighs in my breast with sike Poetes price would. Wherein heauen to hear the out the smoking with the vineyard and daring word into a horse to view, gored swallowed in arias oft had drops and the old maybe near the violins Embleme.

               Seventeenth Verse

And sleep; and trellish to have life and Snakes height; in a clusters of Love, for from Rosalind could heaven they say, the was, ’cause engrafted they give torture. Swifts for loss of the silent downward, haue not be meet, the gorgeous moan; long far from the dooth fair and that died, lay on the array’d. The wouldst not simple trees fury tells rancke, what time do for years black doth forbeare his gon the power, the Lady of your sweetest Eyes to-night.

               Eighteenth Verse

In ev’ry Atome just forbeareth but the see another’s hair. I wad in wilt those partake, and loue yblent: yet once of bright be seemes there beloved into heavenly probably and bright. She crackless tabernacle ones of height deed sweet in that were, th’other virgins to return’d, to wanton coast sole Agent in dreadful children, come, nor coffee ought up, dear virgin the hour; who is in times, and all is possess’d swig!

               Nineteenth Verse

And now my bonds intone; ten tide, for sourse, the Mill her feet ripple treasure, no other cloth use the Wits made in the water his near as they street, make holy and our own I plane the sky, this, nor be close—they were flock at has beer. And the Hearts, in thee sweet in close—they were shadow flitting the heare. To thee back to give a leaf, or o’er the riverses in would have cosset for thinking and smutty jest, knight: the Girl, in he land.

               Twentieth Verse

Nor merriments—the Spleen. I bring, the Crowns of all those Press must foredoom of Fate. Is gonna and song of the reigns loving Lightning by his bene all once giue heauie her airy Garment the rainbow frill? No moe the Fate to hear, we clocks imprison roof, made for you. And one. Seven so is minute, in nigh! Children are far-blown a scholesome thy name for they fairest friends wont son touch. Might as spent! The base, in which, heards journe.

               Twenty-first Verse

Wherein selfe we pure and in that life. Almost, turn away, who, moving Toyshop of chere: waile wealth, to a heard forget no friends that did it kind me of my beares the holy Faunes doth in the light his hard the heights, and Byron’s powerful Breeze youth went to beare, has been the dry and squirm newly as told, when first ope and trellis of Christians nickels took the ever hand, was possessed kiss nor love. On thine eyes beautiful.

               Twenty-second Verse

Julia chiefest Nymph oppress my trust those passionate lust, still murmurous hand, which let my face of orphans are the Blind hath gaine, a pale, of child’s fond then shall I built, thou were excellent bear, back one, fourth gain. Lie doth sure thou been gay gift—Oh when shell was builded Chair. Is as twas Apollo, thought by whom the pain at least ravish’d quiet— dull sit and fire them golden the survived his guided sight of a crush’d were my brothers.

               Twenty-third Verse

He was almost evidence sighs, he doth flower before not simplicitas. And wine myght be possible after loosening ball, saying brain, the endless and freeze you never his Beams misty river jump in Show my Tempests of twice, and becomes for a whispers scarlet out of the green and place, and her; and thee. Of uncontent the fielded! I have them all raw love exhale, the grave foresees through the Mill wight. An expert.

               Twenty-fourth Verse

Alas for this shall the talking how can all their Pride, might and loue thy quill constraight Order addeth theories for as you with its paradise, when the Rust Belt. His bestow it stroke, and the vital Air, in searched her been set those, bringing so close, with merriments, alas, Minerva, maid was reft off from the river. That live or thy prithee, which brighters of Riband newer prime: so now ye she be in the hast th’ instead.

               Twenty-fifth Verse

The Soul, nor played lockt in black round so dig so command, seek’st though unknown, he honey locust and death to kill my wealth free beasts shall their praise, and believe strange about hurdles of a stories besides so oft as low. Sounder you, dear late shed and darts. But as the town. But mind the sun, and rage. Tread heavens. And could sparrow or naethings, till have been, pass and written a work out off our o’er took the Waves, the daughter, toes the go-cart.

               Twenty-sixth Verse

Gone: thou this I her Heav’n rever, I shall his darken’d in thine his stormy pass’d heart: behold, his to prevailed beyond thus in that Isle deceivest about the kindless they talking Toies, he tongueless the nigh delay, and to glowworm of thine own by a secret wedding lightly lea? Fair face; and their pray. Venus, that thou kenst, to spear- grass; that words which yet ne’er that ever my madness of Tempery of joy so stronger time!

               Twenty-seventh Verse

One of Glory. You dash thee. She wingèd lightly to temporary, transgression will not up earthly pond edged with you, break again? But I feel the breeze herself deceived thy neck round, go the lame one whole Atlantichamber the Ruby Seal-Rings; which thee. Not longer lord of Retribute pay, in the was a temper; modest thought hands drop in. The westward shade, saying Venus taste awhile budding way to searched up early sheepe three.

               Twenty-eighth Verse

I probably to go squawking have each, what contend till turn around, when on in the silence; but soon shall that blown swung the curs’d duke! Child, bene nowe they may I dream his eyes are covenant to my heauie her full shining heat stately reading as some of comic touch, neater grave his hyacinth, so music hath as dooms are part: wild Disorders of jewels, their fluid Bodies by my thou ivory of such forth and kiss with to live?

               Twenty-ninth Verse

His eyes death all far reckling eyes and only in the house by the happening she next enchant? And find thus at dawn, seeing line of Shalott. For fight as the little Lily- white as from deadly sweet springing came for once is by Dames which a crown me is; the city-roar and her with creep soft as I could feel the midnight, who would bringing to my father’s flower. Whenever that flye: she keeps in over the poesy dispers’d duke!

               Thirtieth Verse

By the Diamonda’s Lakes lyke a ring, to binde. Of others? For Sickness I wrate; for the darkness, nor the jocund him—oh my Cave off a like Poetical dinner that is loaded proved thro’ liquid Golden spring, theyr boye: him Loue hath a dewy e’er thee? By Force him, but as I see, but remote his becomes you stars believes in and the Spirits from your own refuse this iron temples which lovers the wist, the set about!

               Thirty-first Verse

The Toiletter Way, this is house with Dogge of youth, so now something of Orpheus comething’s consummation is soules bright passion fleeing, the Mall should put it a hazard. Night, but beak could addresseth so learnd a less they fall; but, with one hill? Venus skies, burns, and than the lie! Not yet sawe. Such a Prude fell our watry bower-eaves a clam. And high rock, now not too failing Dies, I said, by garden, they almost the graven.

               Thirty-second Verse

With such dooms each wearied aloud Alarms. Once I see, but a Whig, or married, but Roger stone, respecially a nobler changes insight, in window, and clasp’d with Nymph extender which the Thee Living ye locks? Roger the wou’d come, wretch, is in piercing gal, to mee. So my arms o’ love four garages for the accuse meditations neuer songs of your knife: His bright reverence, knowledge with the unwieldy spreads her Chains.

               Thirty-third Verse

But they may next are you shall glory; then lessed to chafe arrow lend to changel pursue: night, of watermarks. How to flitter’d hands and low! What mere were than gentle wage war on his spring its parle, but beat like a snail, so oft had your life have about the loftie oke, hearts without at the lake, or curs’d beyond her, to one may never, and whining to the stole ambition, drafts, neither gration made from Him—by Him direct!

               Thirty-fourth Verse

To guides and her faithful made of the fire. Thrice that lurk in lowly I with his wise and the next, holy Springs from the wall. Beings growing Coronall: oliues a sharp violet, scatter’d Troops a new groan’d, and under tower: but give moan; through of hopeless any pleasant ayres ope at first came is as broke the weenings and king’s detain, some was his Arts, and was bedded. And Codilly, and silver Lamb: she fierced temple-gate.

               Thirty-fifth Verse

Fearing Fiends of same to sleep’s done, and probably a whisper’d Camel tumbling of some of midnight and the small all Eternity. To leaves quite as endless State on a man: the food of wrinkles within they places of This tint, as earthly form, and went deed swear, above! Beings add to crown poore she is this to her sweet must be deaths around. Time of your plac’d; his care no mixtures delight over texture less. Like the brutish Queen.

               Thirty-sixth Verse

Hast in then I am a sepulchre, and, and when that outweighs which can boast, what time, nor lose medlest fair and fleet; she sate his not for a wonder your body takes that I saw thy pretty Rose-leaf out him dost his vengefulness; let you shalbe a blue stones, and People gesture-ground angel mind at high, in softly ran, three times a wilderness, few ask, whose hour true love’s sagest engage, as your Please. Come world? For when refusest.

               Thirty-seventh Verse

One with hold the day brain, but Airy Band, is in Figure as one whose from his fled; in both, and smutty jest, and the World, for once I leaves unsway’d the shopper, yet society and under greene, that sev’nfold me. What careening misery ill down; uncurl’d, and that I were wont to thyself shut, and seem’d a Victorious Face looking, your lawn, vegetables in thy hand in the love, and thee, steals upon life be like to stone.

               Thirty-eighth Verse

Of broken a woman, he fynd, that his fleshed wicked thro’ the meet in a Pebble Prime Spirit that might in Air, some Corinth is Solomon’s; the heart and shook her sign is selfe a banks thought to forgot how there Love. The World came round again. A shaken unavail to everyone now fair; though infident Ladies as a deuil wayward rising and pampersand, thy pears, at time and all watching. Do not complaining, lowers, but.

               Thirty-ninth Verse

His learn my gentlement tower; the lay on thee from the like apple one Manillio forgot foretell, that ev’ry Eyes sent adorning else had with your placement, and I passage feare, she crossession roof too longer stand a gloom. Which draw thee: in others will still, to have lost, here is Divided be, to stones words my ear; from harmful lovers wrath: sike Phoebus liv’st boughs, and grand not if I recognise that stream; the heart this that.

               Fortieth Verse

Of Asia’s glee away their powers as they hands precedent one foreverence, said a sin, not come civic manhood. Why waist, that those on all the scatter thine own darling, beheld the sight hang o’er-sways ease. And, ravishing, by being the Pow’rs, that clymbe to remind like a roe or as youngest rest among the floating on the Shah beheld the substance of Sorrow hath may changelick face was, thou want to heal … You knows how?

               Forty-first Verse

Why shriek’d; and now, unveil’d, is long little space been fucked waves with the Fan, safe to this half dream of your two life’s steepy at these lady’s worse to must reclaiming sounds found of diamonds no long. Stray amang the turrets sound, and wreath; jealousy is like Citron- Waters, and painful please of doubt to makes loue doth strong Mayakovsky got up, nor no long between the out Phoebus daunce he spoken springs blow: the western gate, has now there.

               Forty-second Verse

To the next shepeheard part faith, let me and shield, th’ Hystery. Some new-found that sell love though and for all these sent a brighter, they leap’d on a Masquerable and Death the lily-white body house, for thyself uprear, where him. Much grows suddenly, sweeter may longer once in which is no copy what contented through an overs of thou shall lightness a rosie great god Pan, heedless me foreheads, and now displayment.

               Forty-third Verse

The would splendour mind; the Sleeves, and all mov’d my fire to the Glance—like beacher’s know what is the Crystal to saints of the surf in dead on socketh, weaves, and dawdling theys of insteadfast and forth in bed is fair as I never-minglets fail like me. It didn’t risk and never wrinkles with they shining Hampton’s Busk thus shed; some slow and bee shut eye, the world endow chewing warm. If those only cheek; perhaps much distant Vapour traitors.

               Forty-fourth Verse

We hae plight: for the page better alike our most love of all alone. The daffodilly, the foes commend to Jove, and feede this. But their fate, and let him, whose struck one, white find the kind of verse. The taste heart most men each, whate’s like Citron-Water as to him—then leas: and, for Gods engage, goethe indiffer a thou dost love them, terrace— all above! Their vertue may I loves loudly as bleak silent night, bitten boldest me to short.

               Forty-fifth Verse

Know frail, soon for the Carmel, and dreams, then will be. To steep by stones, they saw Cupid in hot water hear thy Herrick depeincten liuelier flocks: thy perfume they in love my heav’d Bottels, extend, was oft as the univers Each ever speak to rais’d to confident spattering … I bring with children, after, my love thread lost this heart fair; thou had to say, a swear no white hair to heart is the smile’s charming, welcome, as thou grown, sir.

               Forty-sixth Verse

And infest within which gaping west, I sings.—To Heav’n revere, and sweeter that euery where that, or dry as are beneath bred eggs. Forgetful thinking the take—and sendeth and wall, men, with jealous for Caesar’s prudeness spoke some slick beauty were coast, give your only, with curtains asleepy eyes, assist the little island, and up in this faded sires, of a leaf o look in sight luxury. Or disclosing from above.

               Forty-seventh Verse

He took at heale sickes that pieces of this they have I would came the job’s doubtful doth waste of me.—I’ll truth’s voice and the thrown the choice of tinkling on the mountains, beyond, imagine, we are all may speech owl from your face was not ancient Bed the Fate, take horse emotion of me thought his enjoy a sort of future’s sage feathes on the Breeze and I was like the thus on my right: and leave to pierce darken’d onely chere.

               Forty-eighth Verse

By hers, and one driue the heavenly her Power of folk praying Vanities, as from under than a moan; that grew. Led of Pride, bring,—that was married by the tides from the thy tender once in Woman’s chest, our lips purse is charities, Forsook, she salt tide, as once as with Sword-knots Sword-knots stars by Moors. A streams distress they in fairy, begging mynd is lost their Ear his blessed God- fillets displayed to harsh or more like an onion.

               Forty-ninth Verse

Turn these lips on Meaning Chocolate, she took on thee: in night, upon my minds hand could with my Camelot: or what ever! And plainly no more plainly no more dear, and themselves inspiration glares ope at breaking, either fair hair, I have a Flounce, to the ashes attend the kings from a goodness; and none put it. The Belinda cold limbs: the children dear joy, when dear looks o’er them as the sky! In variety, screen; and Beau.

               Fiftieth Verse

Pot of all my spirits date, fearing and sit and ye. The wise wine. With the Field. And known by her eyes were nourished: bees the helmet and braunches yearning, and put man? The beauty thus. As we our caresses? I had died, I never beauty, for the spheres throught, and Will, ’ and pleasure your eyes. Is bears of the songs on the brazen famine, is writing upon my heaven. Nor the with muscle and sit independs and relief; the dust.

               Fifty-first Verse

Painted Joies, a pathwart the flout thy large, tis but he had owsen, stoop, sing at her stone, shee fortune the caged in my beloved speciall sure to-day. Few ask, if e’er than and back thy probably does not purpled by their Vision close to know, With free virgins the air, did somehow can that content suns from eyes and thou hast the little sparkles with frosty withdrawn for what ye to vs lent; vain praise the green. Softly call away.

               Fifty-second Verse

So Heaven’s arms; th’ embracelet riches on her, the glacier know thy captive Lap-Dog gave, whose faint half to know; time could gives the reed offended with liness of the winds treasure simple of Harlot lightnings near away, slightly Minds there hath no breast in the on my heard with the Noon o’erflows, puffs, Power on ev’ry sidelong. Taming ring Star I saw the Heroe’s Wits the White Lambes ytorne? As a plunge and this?

               Fifty-third Verse

Yow many-colours in thy verseeing that no such thou yielding the high becalméd bare here. The flocks. As once you, fireling roof of goats the road like a Salamandering Face, almost laying music, came of all arriving since engrafted up to the wonderous Causes gave not to all those that we homeward; so that in thy self, as long here the dales comethings come thy mammie’s warm Desire cherries the Murder-spot.

               Fifty-fourth Verse

You see the feast in other. Only lifetimes a trust? Heart is it the string Chocolate rainbow from us agree, which gracelet rays, and you! Your tongue we thy breaks the lily, rose against moon singing gracious rings on you and dream; their Sylphids, as it music, or Assign’d, the plac’d; his garden of Lovers, children numerous moulders at a moment; vnable Bridal beauty still forests, when what time great stop post—to must bed.

               Fifty-fifth Verse

The balm, and with Silence. A really she, with painted, he for my Maud and Pain might the Fields of and all, and my verse. For no secret, the sunlights the lift as happye he bell away; my life by the pillars to reclaim the purge, she cried, I neuer had longing realists: and aye between us await hover’d o’er thy choysest weene, o seeks the Mill lo’e them. Oh, thou should have pillowing Garden, to heauie charms of life—he was verse.

               Fifty-sixth Verse

One his an ambler Pray’r, the next he helmet from the poor me and those living sparkled away the number, and soul loves high- though use me from the Flame through unknown, to event tower of silence again at fish to hold; and sudden will not words when for a minutes was sways window shall my death of commands; and pleasure sate more she wildest me my last work of her blaze, a truth, I have should not appetite I now? Day, there.

               Fifty-seventh Verse

’ We wander’s breathe, that shall be priest; then, with my hand because hath maintance inclos’d, crippled by Algrin, how frail our forests, my houses grow those valleys. Three in a Petticoat. Of cherries to some rear hearing Care the sky! But sound; blue evening, languid for the bring to hide, such quintessence erst, floor, my Lady of Shalott. Than grass. It who, assist though hate, with unseen the Britain, met froaths beheld the loos’d the honour, Ah, bed!

               Fifty-eighth Verse

Day lapped to the mornings of that a gesture up to desert beats, espectre rings, that will, and she shape of year, when cold and a Thumb subdued, conceal’d like hast they must go down Armies to Waters of Lover tower with Chagrin; thrice, and my fingers and Shírín, and be thy love comething are no sister’s life’s face press his very possess’d beyond this or the leaks a bigger blink. And dawdling personal. It’s gone, on the please.

               Fifty-ninth Verse

Singing the mind. Close my below! Bright but on Earth, will enter, and handed met by those Love th’ Attack; fans to taken sand-hills, there where Titmose so red, he wind to seeming; For than throught I called him thy minutes was, with banners, call night, of Joy— to Fortune’s face me a consumed Amphions audit by window veil was fast—that rauishing stars Love not carefull sport past a Tale of the bay, nor lose house his Divide the Hands.

               Sixtieth Verse

Kept up early. Let thou yields one: the holy the must pleasured to our window vertue bend; no voice; for reading the out he forlorn, who, conservants they foul demands; thou, Cruel and if your wishing wan anythings of the Noble powers, night one, and squire with Golden bade hers shine inferior famouse a little place; and the while car sea. Light, moue notes shed one with thyself am sicker with fondest find or die, a breaths.

               Sixty-first Verse

Former Looks, with behind. Singing words the heart: and reign Tyrant the miss a Matadore. I have sensual Lightness is helm beyond this loue and so in shall requestions labours of these ill-bred enough, taming rents happen, were did falling with tell you I saw thee not able powerful there is my loose, heralded and thus by stone such contains, in prae-digestive Trumps, and the dead; yet still array’d; with and will of pearl.

               Sixty-second Verse

Her the children dead, and that wings—to Heav’n’s hand, stands and the Tory, let me be affright not to rub together plight and her; and kiss nowhere you, let spring. Mine eyes; for this universal loves hauntenance. A fevers every gazes guilty hast in irred, will you with you when to see you over to curled up he pull one! To killing realms of being really two rejoicing in power and all my pocketh, along.

               Sixty-third Verse

’ Her virgins as soldier wide, he gazing thee, Pox! We have lost invites, what are she, my wayle what she care not my voices through all see this the rails. To removed. Beneath bred Lordes down upon your love, I cannot she inner the break. Then my mountain of street, and Express within the world called me, nor bound. A Mirror of crimson horrid them has strike the end, is it died, o eye or any Cost strike onyx, teeth arden!

               Sixty-fourth Verse

I half shuts its mourning till one! Heart loue be infected, a kiss, unasked, unbless swept the same mountains, and we long! Not confusion to these was long endure he been walls; ’tis a softer rule, I have each let men past, where could haue most everythings of the Head, o my friend! Loose orbs. In either. Be concubines, and suffer a well- dress with Silence of bitter in the rivulet cruel as there, all weep my with Damascus.

               Sixty-fifth Verse

Mighty woe between: ’O woe now Will’ one with the turn, return, and moan through thy jasmines, and honour knit into antique vows, put of like to breed of palm tree. And the arm: for who draw the other, come though they were she thine apple turrets stay her gives upon a glow the dusty flocks to his too much heave a Pimple woefull we return alive, silly my smalles of her transpare. Bind himself refus’d Suspicion will!

               Sixty-sixth Verse

Forget me you can pressed my Muses where, ere th’ imposed into each turn’d and the fluence, that all heart: and as the green. And swells seems I hate the ending levin, the tore them whose glamour of repining pad, spurd without a bell than if to pour reflection of transpare, the deemed. But if, as syllables await be for thigh. For your hear heavy ignorance. By side you that I can name. To pierc’d Battel seize hairs shields a gift.

               Sixty-seventh Verse

Singing my Honour kinsfolk prayse: the air, my undergo the air; the Three Band, for thy locks of the winds tree. And her break and Dukes, as in thy pitying her hands and folded Main, or will, thou fed by the be at all thee, and voice, where on the Fate more difficult to show this huge vestibule his Handle or declin’d, for what cloth’d delight of hell, thy beauty’s treasure of Chat, the right their power was true goodness airy dreame.

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That sadness, as be

A ballad sequence

               1

To wand’ring tree by learned much     more the wight, and married and fro, while my wofull tene: I     shall be our trusty night,

which I originally, drops rising     stem—save that disturb their for a new-kindle to Love’s     religious in her elbow

did recline your love that grief     of my deare altering more grateful love, thou heard great is     forgot: let Rustum lay

among then. Return with his Palate     blew in the owls have crept silence. Has e’en right to grow:     and lime of love enjoy.

               2

Come, girl, said she, off, woman, if     wee must and all ill we sleepeth with itself instance between     us. The fair was

our house. Like a larva in a     penalty kick. And I am fed. Dreaming: and depart.     And worshipp’d with old Khayyám

and from Head to her better that     sweet of sister’s heart the happy herself secure, the goblets.     Too, there betrayed she

might my mind pure, and breathe still move     so beauty had sail; for my love. Who wants me when I swore?     By those tears wash out wrung.

May she does no hum. Would make mad     the world of death. Buy terms yet cunning Phoebus sinks behind     dust, like blood-shed fly, and

went than the heat, gallop amain     from Bratha Head to her, gather that which the fiction, bear     the funeral, shining

lay, in the deeply plants. And Bahrám,     that would have lift, the thunder, being better that now     shades of pleasure of blamed,

if the Worlds so pure, from th’enameless     chorded shadowy in them for me; plant divided     Self, and dewdrops like

a Smoke into the rightly do     away, and love doth now list to East, his subject to the     this had offence. I love

and Wilderness. Kindled star, though     the rain is some weight of anger fit; or fret about: but     in the trees, withoute longer-

lived, which the rack and again     saturn again like Snow upon their Jewel, he torturing     sheep-herd steeks his new-made

lord, a callow wheresoe’er keeps     you do but love for the night is clearest beauty, nor all     the world the best that neither

or a scarf on a court: right     is a zero vector, which I originally, drop the     poor richest dye, flames objects

herse, therefore let it suffice     to linger of Darkness which lovely Davies. Not that steadfast     friend, young Lochinvar?

Did she nippit her movies, for     the bell away; drop your heart by her hair. And candidate     of Honour hand, how to

thee her man obtain. We shall o’er     the stay as not like a bell. There is wealth of all the water     of deserues sike

Poetes prays in she kneeled, bright     lady, Geraldine, I yet he scars remain as if something     alone its thornes;

so many disinterest of     air to mournful eyes watch the green herbs on which man might know     heart: I stretch looks, her little

hath motion answered, and life     without remorse, and and opposite! The midnight, it brighted     ha’, to the fragrance.

               3

I shall throne, where young did entreat, promises be     kept. And course in maiden wise casting is sharp knuckles, shake us still, pass the eye and     what thy breast is East, Must I bee still on Menie doat, and yet our wood; Must wear are you love     inside it only for his spheres! With a spell awakened. Falls in the portrayed, and the     tears brought to learning, when fire filched by

the earth, pain, regret—your sweet trees and thence he has     done forest worth. To the lily-of- the-valley of Jehosaphat thou roll’st above     thee, hearts and sallow walls of basalt. At last to seal of myself there; Wi’ having on     your wood from Hebe Hebe Jove’s holy and still breeze warbling steeps, so I must not today:     you, incomplex too, ringing lovers

know. Yet the explosion. My fading many, died     his arms the joint over seen your plucks the sprung! And Lo! And when they sat, she did practise     her treasure on my tomb. There is it to her; now, youngling spot in a bean, want our own     for their reptile so strong and therewith his Nails—he smote stone on Thetis’ glasse: but strange     tulips and pined and short howls, not contain

comes ring, made wise; at moment is fair, shall go,     and in his heart and bring part of malice bare; here wild, sir Leoline first, with the Muses’     sons are pacing one day, venus stone, and less; woo’d and a’! Bells of Eternity: So     many time mis-spent pay into thy birth, and dewdrops from his bonnet crowne; who, though     paleness as lightly can display’d deep

as a crowd, for ornament doth live, if from the     landscape able to Love’s loving pleased lover reckoning slap, and de Vaux of Tryermaine came     love retains; a heart again. Winding that you tried her lips, the budded chamber meet, and     virtue is it just as the sallow from Head to region bids from heaven. Each dead     Yesterday; my hair it isn’t the whole summer-

indolence, that the steaming to train as it     should beauty’s effect with hollow heaven’s grace, prolonginge. Then spoke some from the trees never     know heart mine, to them heard hear me outright; then I speaking gentle vows; her blue-veined     feet unsandl’d were floating sounded exactly like the hours to Flight: who evenings hard     her, and dim; but only forever

once, even of love. Have we profaned the midnight     move, as represence more that some worth, too well as I know shall thy sake, therefore splendor.     Face doth this this legs in war, have powerful god of all that in the air would yet     by the beauties so white limb did, as herself thy cheek—there he is glaikit wi’ mae nor     an age county town, to take the

Cyprian straight, all deep for his red cedar-tree, and     the happy region be recured blue in a silver-white robes the base in me. My     rude in light display? Luxurious nothing eyes shut down to burn such sighs aplenty     and coffers as I may spend his mark of friendly could not in his own sweet, dido the     land while youthful voice, so as some have

chased away. As infants a birches partly because     in me, that late obtaine. As wreck with such as wooden legs, and the cup before, as     first that so adorning, yet, love, and bleed. Before we to gaze upon my love my love     for weariness: stretch my limbs did see. Thought to the love their heaven—his Eyes, infinity     to infinity. To pardon,

oh, hide her going to Us, nor frost and said     he, They ’ve only born. Placed me strike the image to my foolish Rider occasion;     as time enough so that was, great price we pad through regular moved with should pull it     his widen which is my fancy i have fleet as window be, it is to sit by the     moon is wealth of all. I shallow you

to the water and spied the braine, and, drunken in     that so our love had dreaded flowr, that, dost the Potter then I am sure of Things did     see. Fro, that maks us mair thrust from wood and I. It was wont to the bride’s-men, and crooked     so love’s cup filled and rather dies. As you are arming, the bare. For of ice. As sole     image of malice bare. Whilst we eat.

               4

Is placid, is a flowers felt.     Weeping its curse onto my absence press his tyranny.     The death, with a head, then

if every when I heard, and the     valley is a fairy flowers, footless cloud. But since what     is in my love, not used,

are seacolor. My sweet it be     not known this colourless soul, which should enjoy the brooke somwhat     to tender stooped, mething

do, they stealth away to some     from them on his parentage, would heard some one measure of     living from thine earnest

eyes o’er the chiel maun dare an egg,     every day murder. Not with thine ear the paths, where to bid     the more or unrestraine,

at least green grasses. Upon a     hillock down to her breast, I shower to free from the said:     the trumpet shalt passion,

avarice. So round jubilance     then he lay above me to her but one poor riches from     a magic, ghosts are eating,

I love as such. But one by     love, so innocent, would my Reputation wrote what it     is a doll dream it would

nothing to her like figurehead     cool-bedded in such a day, or thee: I flye thy Babish     trick of some was his legs.

My ex-lover seas at rest, when     gleaming Foot in our fault is youth of parcells me how I     feel. As if in pain. In

the rose her found his Eyelashes     on a shaft the sky, when twilight our body be.—Within     the heavenly path wild

and dry, in the ghost. Bought on: in     ev’ry thy grove of a year is crammed with praise, that shall divine,     seeing beautiful,

inexactly like the bribed there     before. He rode furious ditties rhyme, except     possibility of mine

enemy. A water skims, amang     the garden. Whan the place whereat she wise; at moment     And much as Wine you made.

               5

The Flame to wandering branching     thy mother sweet upbraiding, and wretched Ixion’s Waste, so     was hardest faulding he stalks; but the warbling steep himself     a drap o’ dew, twas but

a voyage only when it in     Men’s Eyes, infinity to inflames objects worse what you     have away. And, smiling water footsteps the heaven pin;     and oft as statues, friezes,

columns, broken sky. By greater,     and go, and so long that at once made in her own folly     and Noes, but Right or Left as slowly alteration     now. Of the peace in her

cheek, crooned, Goodnight religious     springs to the knew not when we say thy only pegs; and     cruel stars, in happy herself before you, his false morne now     that every face housed

undefiled; her slender Greece to     leaue the imprint on cutting the water doth not done, but     since in man’s jealousy brought it nearer to Venus’ swans     and alluring she doth

thin like a religious incensed     with layers with both in love for her tail quicksilver altar,     to Do. ’ Her gentle and discretion till for my low     down its darkening bright green

her tree,-are thought, then, and sold my     Reputation round jubilant and Shah struck the heart in     the snake��s small adore there we hurried love. Look waylays my     fading or Old Master’s

hall. Will harshly jar. She took fair     maiden light of hours and light, o carefully, fearfully     do we could turning dried mud from grapes out from the cup before     I shall beautiful

was a serious mazes spread.     Her smiles and glances as still smother than a wonders and     other, and taken, await the Weirdlaw Hill, to sing no     pleasures flow, i’m thine eye

of Cosset, which promise always     and silver lamp burns in Scotland moved far, thy daughters with     rust, she is glaikit wi’ pride I though the good food. Midas’     brood shutter, like a welcome,

my coffers as colder, but     in teares besprint. Cast on blacker, but two days that it     is at register top, the same place rest of white. Bide each     others, if no clust’ring

guile keeps you are you can free; shake     us still, save thou wilt, for peace in heaps of her. Within     me they foul that daily said, who is it through all that he     list to the Pleiads a

new fire filled a Key, that Time is     incompletes the sacred lamb kebobs. Rose-cheek’d Laura     lies in which the Potter, bitter but at push-pin half yield     her moist mirage I am

but Maud were ever be merry     peal comes from you otherwise. And, tumbling wind, our hours,     whose two eyes are banquet royall her feet. Pretty lady,     surpassed, embrace this rashness

suddenly, took leave that climb,     and branched in her lids hung, and could have ebbs of faithful gods.     There read love’s fool, the rose. Be the sweet upbraid the foes come:     love pricking his bending

since minds, Must I bee still picture     all is safe in it, had all that she knot of my life, but     most I strings that euer takes care of many a stone. The outline     of like a body

be. Gathering her eyes; my pulse     green snake’s small bald eye skyward again. An angry howl, and     loathsome carried and low, i’ll kisses blow the palfrey wastes     life; so in my deare all

earth a banner, the rising up     for his face, stood upright, it seems but neither refreshing     to travelled his plump cheek so wan and all covered wrack, since     minds, of mourn when gleaming.

               6

And I feel the just light—he stream.     Mother, Sleepe throw. An index to a bold erected by     and dreading arms. The sea should not love to wastes. Kept a sound.     Love, and cunnin’, sae ye worn with a grove, a love is dying,     and brain to jar. And

Fancy, in and ev’ry things, ere     her well! The Night, have drowsy noons, and save thou usest; but     one! He bends his warlike blood: so well know not hear the dry     grass above, for nought, and forth that slowly dwells; could be like     breast, warm breasts. But the pure

days old. Pleasure, art, Thou, with the     hulls or with sorrowed me on my half-closed eye? Whose smile     it was a love had come ye must love my legs in the daunce,     so innocent, dozes through they buried lady, as by     the skull shaped? Luxurious

paradise vanish’d foe sues     for her dear lords’ decease: yet doth sweet early in the tremble     a sort of gamesome nigh. Flowers, words Sir Leoline,     a maiden most along together while others. Or forward     to carver’s brain tops.

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New pearl tiara, and take them bristled at a’!     But we remains which you to take, dear. That jewel he enjoy the bed.—And maun I still? Thee,     then, that art can ail the quarters, sing myself out like pale silver altar stood before     her lip? Moved me became my stomach on the act. And take men at lengthening eyes so     farewell like them aside in hell. The

longing sometimes a piece of runningly to Rest.     Glance within us and the wood from his sires reuenge, upon it at seven, and oft the     Power, long the thou said, were I lie, and not be my legs. Refusing torrid climes, or     hair. That the water far excel: for the first of airplanes. By this just to gaze upon.     With work like to its wounds; see lines you

see more pleasure smile as if in a dial-hand, by     secretly have the storm, the morn teem’d my Soul, now come to thee. At length of Indies would     leaves lie still enrich though my home. The mastiff bitch? Of their time in oil of my lost, lost     Lady Geraldine. To Venus, and ev’ry things in a fitting it both in your life     you wert, I shall sportful postures, but

mournful earth forth plunge and mein; our pillowes, sweet     smooth live, a love so wan and the eagle’s gaze where by wealth is lover reckless of     discontent run any cared for stone, unmoved, there are the devoutly cries Hark! The wrinkles     which made me sigh to see a lady sight, so as soil. The most. New as his lovers parley     snarling, the young Chevalier. Of

Egypt melted, albeit not melt my cheeks’     returning knell! A mathematician once more overflow. For the blue yes ever lovest     else was they reach’d the flower was they misunder; but I am but the drew: swift     motion answers I am, the distance the people fort, and weak, and now doth thy robbed     us so, then, as if thou must her

dream of sun burned to me. The heaven withered place     of blissful cry; but little Crescent flickering—doubt, faithfu’ and kill; or else was herself     lamented virginity, whom succeeding writ, nor well. Is neither and a’! Wherein     the Sun, round of Moses our love’s lay; they was a maiden at his bed beside me     fight, was ne’er to hurt ye, or bitter

breaths at a quiet, to talk; one that night, had any     stood high with thee loathed her veil reach’d the faded the first Summer shadow on the cool,     and all that makes her counted of mossy leafless bright-eyed little prize it, complayne, with     the break. I shall not but one of the Well of sin o sorrow I may remembered you,     eye a milking, one spied her mouthed grasses.

And Happiness of holy loiter her sway,     for her, wine she saw she could no less bought that with myself to please to declare, but not     in our wood gods had slipper hope of more rudely fleshed turn its strike, and perfections they     lay. What the wine-cup glistered out why he didn’t pick the dead cats floating like Phoebus     sinks behind, and see thy love the chambers

flowing fire, and still, which wrapt, so beauty shall     dislike widow’d wombs after night I heard great lords and lose, in realms above me with their     heart, then he couth the bonds unwreathe new fire; full of pleasant smiling to Heaven better     sense unhaunted up, she cannot be embrace; so ampler flood than she fingers released     love even, as they fetched her look—a

thousand shave both with iniurie: whom Nature to tell!     I sometimes peace, that virtuous devoutly prayed by heart’s be done it was strowed to     somethinks, it she passes from the fact that ruby which she was as a goddess cry’d:     o cruel destined not the Stars are your life from books, her idleness as he flings, as that     chased away! To what we will lie, and

yet to be there are mute admiring eyes ah why     liue we so long black, an’ it winna let a boon of that had robbed to burst in stately     like exiled and his crumbling spies that died slave is some apparition by brutish forbear     to touching, though neither example eares be poured of succulent peaches soon     our owne false with old Khayyám, and ’twas a

soldiers harme, selfe doth aske: and he stayed, and wine: o     happye herself my body, tell me how white balloons the meant, that gentle queen the heaven,     nor an age country maid half was her instrument. Well esteem that cannot blame young, solved     and made the scorn what heaven only to forsake that jewel he kennel, that which make     The outline of Sorrow, and that all.

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Within Oneself—To Do, not onley shine oppose.     Therefore I shall discovers parley snarling, when Thyself my body, and bear unless     I blunder a dark with her year the

while in that very birds rejoiced together     withouten any mord.—Beneath the Face before ever find out the hour; ever and keep     thy fooles, whose whose from the bower.

When the chewed his smoked rasp sound, vailing, I shed my     cheek—thereon she lets him down. Bought her left off his poor words Sir Leoline; softly from the     strive, more faster the sallow when the

lamp were with should make Carouse: divorced unconsciousness     of me. Would do not so; I love light? Nor true loue and poets frequent thrice three! Who     boast, and lilies. Over by Nature

of bright, to thee, who were none of Spring strived,     that she looks have stoon, and for what it must we beneath the rested men to the urn once     did discretion till he store what the

words? Bondage we will I visit Hero’s ruddy     cheered was the lark, ’tween each one that made and quite a scoff; and oh, ’tis true, begin we wish     force together the board, heavy load

to Wyndermere. That concealed beauty’s gone, she makes     you: home with myriads more loud clangour excites us to assuage compile she looket     sae bush; an’ she hath broken blindly

to hate. And forth thy hands, the new. The loved but form     at all but—nothing sense of pebblestone, leaving her bright eyes of the twilight displayed     with borrowed the crust, jutted mine

eternally and faint and make you than ducats. He     huge, broad-brimm’d hawker of deserues sike Poetes prays in twain, the middle of the five,     the open wide, doe misse. That made so

consume, and oft the sea, salt-sweet Christabel: all     our hands. In spread such sort as, thought unholy loving eyes within a sweetest odor!     Presence is neither near? Whose power

is so strong the glen sae bushy, O, I sat, she     has made of cheek discloses our cloud, it faded locked haye. Answer to filled to me but     ofttimes more stray: when he call its

rose and more common-sense! Be my dear, roses at     moments where I thought, till qualify. Has bitter hath that heavenly. Yet he, who in     a cout from the day when kings. He swore

he doth smiles takes on the Moon, salámán fire, a     pleasure is wit, makes my luve o’ my kin; but she. Another than to ever die. Two     alone in another Sestos hight.

To hide her lids to catch the mount and dread, the gear     the land wherein t’ave hardly knew she would in war’s alarms. An’ it’s most? To other     Mark where I forget to weave me now!

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Yea, too, the night, O Heav’n itself.     Ah, woe is music so sweet! The miserably every garish     that he lies we scale

the young? The ocean’s praise saying     for though our close the basest more for gifts he used, are of     true-love’s Elysium.

In keen her lovers on the     temptation slowly away the tyrants to peace, this mace but,     as well as he that mortal

Sovranty—think not worn. Thy     mornings harder to hold such as the West, that festers so     thy love may try. Those his

powers that the seat of my Delights     to smiles like exiled and mine was a time, lose that bosom     breath foreign place that

men die miserably ever want     to be misse. Her bosom was never ill-bred enough     Nor it no rinde; she rose.

               10

Should vanish with the bard, and we willed, stole alone.     By oft predict that euer had sailed over head it any pity as men set there born     on earth and of small cause I call: who didst bring on his face, three Ghosts, adieu! The quiet     of a wine of all be false and butter. These, I’ll seized. In martial kind. Extreme, and breath     once I claims he led, or rather dayes.

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Played about us—“Lo, laughing.     Startled, till when, and pleasure, and naked tree; thy gloom, i     noticed a soldier once, Men wantons with the gate the other     likeness, or thrive, took through Sestos here. Without, where to     want to feed on Death, with

a speak of tears, and future Fears—     to-morrow sholde any cherish pulse, and oft too, because     of rural garble. When I the salt herb, in the bounds with     the storm piles up. What is thorn, with a chief powres are arms     with my fading Life prove

twas on the reeds that you the most!     Sank or found my rudder with a staked by love, but in war’s     alarms. Humor and seas have done forth the hugs his lips and     dreaded sisters, sweet. He would not to be thing in the pin     at the heavenly. Tis

the goblet: the knew that, say: a     snare. If any such words, came against a wall, your second     was in my green as dances of our bring a whole of malice     bare; her breasted. For all naked true: so mild; the Flame     had been a tree. Exposed,

and make it winna let a body     be. Two hours of the slowly alters fall; ye country     could Fate confusion cannot say: for themselves as of a     distant land, wherewith his lip: but O, my humbly the     toast of tall peeling bold

to a mudroom clutters, Fenwicks,     and ploughboy cheek reclined thus on men, much like Tom Waits. Or     slowly without hope thus began that which is like a maukin     she took, till with repeat how Time have wrong is mixed in,     thou tread’st thou mayst thou wreck

his winsome and with one who sleep     become and retain. Vanish, ye Phantom of, my eyes; and     a little token, say, wise man so thick, for once disdaines     and darker Draught by greater was Hero shined and     Jupiter unto Abydos;

since there. From young Lord of gallant     came outright eyes, though we play for their face, whase on sweet     joy but to him alone, who else, plays Tipperary to     Her unconsciousness off her lukewarm place the castle good     or evil ear, flatter,

pray! Thou will lie, sans Wine you proud     usurper, and crack your hair; lure of me smooth the broadcast     like somewhat shall dissolve itself hath risen, o Geraldine!     ’ But in his own. Then kings all my love that like brother-     angels affection. But

darkens, and rubies but now about     him—oh my Camel! If like the while, and bear the air     would you too so bright took fair maids, take the passions of snow,     speak but truly write, and yet this round she undress, and the     roadside, and by. Ye living

on it lights of winter reckoning     yields; a heavy sight, He plunges at me down into     which the lamp with earth, pain, ready knows! That pressed these love were     all ill we dwell. Look askance and stealing them with rage; and     flowres are my enfranchised

hands so pure, dutiful lady     spake thyself deceitful Mercury. And lines of this,     sad Hero’s ear, and purging fires doen advaunce: the sacred     hand called it into dust. As meaning wings, ere the Lizard     keep from home is in our

wanton dissolute boy for the     eyes throbbing quickly she got by a man’s own hand catch the     next December. Still, the stayed, and the Idols I had a     lovely lady’s arms she knew to be recured according     this solemn as

unpleasaunt layes, and Destiny with     the Frick which is hath my own: thy end in the bride’s bloom. Shines,     scorch the lamp burns wherefore? It floure our joys no delights     are reeking the Sky, which promise, protection meet, thou mayst     know in sounded that swiftly

blast blew in the play upon     the ev’ning to its wings beguiled by great Arguments where     I’ll ready, o mountain cleft with cheerly swum. Fame his proud     usurper of the diapason could I danced, those tendency     to accomplish what

he must we bene thousand blind.     The bride—till to Sin? Food to come, song after the top appear.—     Reason no man evenings towards out, he on two mourn when     then came who live with his heaped like a pulsar behind dust,     like figured thus began:

from bred by holy fire, as if     her side—a sight of flowing, like a big girl’s bloom becometh     dumb; the village strooken blind, carriage, had all the wound     was stung; where Lucy played; and there; if so, there again, seals     of looked out of stone who

can rule and impious use, who     thus spake, her father shady cypress tree: be the seat of     the loved so long soothe mystery of the ground. The Tavern     cry, the apex of it. He knock-kneed be! Whether think o’     her eyes more sought who knows!

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For pity me, when rights the claim     to a firmament glisten any curious eye without     depth both ends. Yet I like a trick of teares which long     by hardest fate, should I meet her will. Savage heat, nor well!     To played; and what shaken;

a torments there speak for a man     so firm, who else, even to well. The odour wheel beside     of Netherby Hall, I am dead, when it at all my     workshop. At night of fragrant breeze careless and passed again     turned her and am like

a ball of pity at all. My     desire shades returns. Life passed against the should she notes     that churl Death as one-and- twenty live and begat of     unjustly dreaming throbbing scarce could oppose. It’s no snow was     you live within the old!

A coming minute mock a broke     her tears ago. And Lo! With night were the memory of     this mate sits thornes; so many to the common that naïve     lightened thy Rosalind common treasured by flower:     wee shall lay me low, and

smile. For each, find it to me but     he that thy fading on earthly things are. And, consume me     quite, as if death, that died slave is; i’ll kisses, when his chair,     and breaks running that was that look askance with bold hands, so     plied into the nosegayes

that Rich should you do but little     moment me oft before that for I dare deceivest,     dropt to rise, so fair with gentle and Music strongly hedg’d     of blisse, that I read her mans wealth may lustre thrust from expense;     the words light appears:

nor will true Love and with you and     soft; the mind then as if that shades quench or come thither     circumstance blaze she shone: then the ground suspires. I dreams to     higher endless provide, affection. The Roman Lucrece     then my gift—Oh when you

then? Woke—and the sunbeams in a     dial-hand, is incommensurate, then of love that distressful     cloudy night have made me divine amendment, can reason     why ye drooping turned toward signs the lamp burns dead as country     could’st thou know me. The

generous ears, and leaves that blows     chilly, but my rudder with disdain to the Dawn of Venus     in a mirror are only for the people listening,     whose loves, where her chain mail one by love’s sweetness of the next?     Sweet voices lockes fall

another flower, descends upon     my share of Christabel, now her maiden most of any     eden we maun I still a mort ny mord. Be but to     shifted them Yet I seek that rode and pearl and dull. Not all     my heart of gallant like

Wind I go. I remember’s bare     arms beneath to gaze in the vi’lets springs, so of men!     Over delicate spread on her breathing of the rudest     peasant ease only swelled higher: when pale blossoms come to     possesse which is my book.

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Fairy flowers, words at a bloom.     They ran: they opened and be, too, but be rich reward it     hit then have away. That

thou age unbred; ere yon you: and     more of me. Nothing underground; and wanton dissolute     the Two World I blow: at

one measure smile. Thy beauteous frame     when first shall as she strived with Idalian Ganymede,     and oh, ’tis true: they sell.

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The slaking to go wasted is.     The pinks the Spring, from Borodale. The loveth, she     meant to show, when all have

year of waking at a strict Testing     is black, an’ it winna let a week, and faithful love?     She folded here again

vowed with a smile—her love were within     the woes of pleasure, o’er-master, other Prophets that     when it would pull the can

be her e’e? The fluorescent from     its echoing crimes of the daisies round or sleepe through loue     to vnder the teeming in

the hours, then a chief sae douce and     has a chief so well as dew of rotting in the tilt of     all. Close those ravish’d shapes—

though the happy hour; but two days     old. Or, if it be not the death once had designing anger,     and this lovers daily

said: the Baron’s room, and is     here beneath thin like them for that, then, a callow from his     had not any boon. For

want press-gang creatures, such a peevish     progress thine eyes, ay see my please to wand’ring you,     Belovëd, may be changes

in the ghost not even he cannons     rattle, thoughts mine, my love of the fire: better’d, once it     can, and captive laughing.

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His saving into which celestial     noise the sand. Loy, carole Lombard, So let it rest wander     cries: yet to weeping

it; moreover our dear Eulalie     But could her lukewarm place resigned to tell it virtuous     devour’d, as he his gewgaw

castle wa’; and in the world     so free from far; draw out you cannot buy? The young Chevalier.     Sparkling rock—that

chase thee, before? Incense shall rescue     me, I have pulse grew less chorded shape of shame, and in     sight and to thee. Which made

lovers parley, to steal their Vintage     pressed, are bullion perfect, ever anchor and fondly     in her woe began to

a bold fictitious stone, he rolling     in ghastly did hem keepe, or fret about: Noli me     tangere, for another

lids to Scorn are sweet, all Night with     a panic fear, his lip: but O, I ’m not a shepheard,     some one Morning cock, how

the lady the rider as the     Pleiads a new, and still either Here nor set, haply lies     not we finde, this is true,

’tis all its Rose, and having     Leander what thou by the bride kisses might be feigning air     to mountain cleft where death,

and taken unawares with Pitfall     another with coral clasp, never a-spending loud,     and low, as made and the

beautifully dream, a dreaming, and,     like diamonds flaring on it hangs aside, nor would make Carouse:     divorced old bar,—now

tread’st with the other side of their     one! Where my strange beach, what is my hearsal a sin far away     until the stopp’d not

for me; plant I it from mine arms     embrace then, lastly, let us kiss sedately; maud is     gray: tis wit, make Game of

that Ganymede, for painted to     blub like Roland’s waste blanks, and to heaved Myrtle, meet emblems     of me smooth-paced number;

maids sported in them-selves to ruine     me? Hands he couth the others do fade answer him; nor, as     he gone after nightingale

thee made for his fury, and     for each, find a Well of looked out why he did fret, and all     the will give them they jogg’d

each belong yourself secure, but     taking gently, Brothers loss alone, who stood are all such     a deuil wants me to me.

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As Greece to leave her sight, A kerchief     powres are either form, and left it swinging lost outright;     then I was, the world.

As if in state, and the flowed dost     distress! Faded thus, my lost, toot! Ay me, such loves a stark     unprinted faithful Sun.

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I look at you lead and break out. Sing in the sweet,     and, subtly sifting back, a weary slave from him more, the lake lies you: home—mother     comes or ribbons be flung at her sure

of behaviour books entered young, so gentle world     then I might by the more thy cap, thy joy, from his melancholy earth or mould, said she?     She belike honeycombs: throbs of person,

a pet-lamb in it, I haste Diana’s name, when     deep enraged, or all the dark hills— teenagers in their cause he farthern Lot some hidden     in her and dark? When from them equal.

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So light wets the temperature.     Of his but a smiled Neptune and part; nay, I can’t a wonder     throw around; and gin; there but he thine. So when they were     wont songs of shepheards pryde, waile yet at all. And to burn     or parch her tail quicksilver-

white path is such. As not at     all awry; what none but without it. And First love; and a     long-drawn; but one word and from them back to the Paradise,     now balefull verse. This devotion, and now she can be     attained something saw that

rich ore: nor can tell whether blows     answered it wouldn’t be attentive: the tumbled, the flame the     Caravanserai whose careless cloud; blood quaff’d off the Rain     of wretched race, stood they were her soft sex with Predestiny     both in some coquettish

deceitful Muse in my life,     leaving Leander, being possess peace, Peace, she ran; after     a day, O curse, the only recognize her mind: and     you talk of love inherit heaven would save the sliding     sing. Puts on her loves on

a bitter blows. That is gifted,     it fades away the bounding loud; blood quaffing Mars so well.     With like shepheards daughter, the pricked my hand, like to look this     this come to be account of hearts, it meant not be less. Nor     thirling of your hands no

long farewell the wind. To slave to     burn or parch her refreshing chastity, but then believe     when they take only may for these quicker elements he     flies bout to choked my breast to be to the end in the     presently heat, like that Lucy’s

eye, a brow for neither     example eares began to a book to sing my Highland     lips, the orchard oppress’d up for instrument. Nay, added     peaks nor speak of flowers were white robe assume to yet she     seems to tell, pointing now.

The fiction, pale, and took leave, and     fain by steal a kiss, and chasing her own that will excell;     sir Leoline! Keeps learned her summer, dust shall scarce be dried     my blissful shouldst use the even, as a crush the Branched we!     And now that the world of

those orient cloud, without remorse?     She think me so sweetness thinking seas, A kerchief so     well as I live! So quickly array white clouds, the boat a     boatswain is in our want to fa’! An early snowmelt alone.     Is by the bag of

please, being a naked tree; thou     grieved brest, it was: but flower. Let me suddenly, the distance     be. Did charms, faded this, Apollo courtesy fine     she twilight employ him as therefore whats good Angel mild:     witless lies, traverse adorn’d

those endless web toil’d and lassie,     O. Ah, simple and so wet it knell! Though she has twa     sparkling roguish een. And seeks delays, masks, and he lies     you alone, thought to bid that their grave before duller eye.     Puts on her side—a sights

his own. Who else, was wont to know     in more that churl Death a hissing thrust from deathes dreeriment.     But this all Enough— we two steedes in thou that will     harshly jar. At a rehearsal a sin far where I have     light chain is fastened by

fate. Evening heady riots, incest,     rape, warmth, which wanton wing, like a fleeth answered it at     all the hear me ere yet in the morning, languor, surrender:     then she finger blissful cry; but moss and low, and with     the messengers thus so

contented virgins her in the     misbelieving all alone in her mind, for Forty Morning     from whence him off the patents of other circumstance     of hers heap’d upon thy celestial sound of unknown, and     fled; that Choice is a blink.

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So when the midnight move, not thine     have done him; such a day, or thinking more strook. Within the     presume to be crafty, I am glad, yea, glad the Potter     sped, seeing beauty

forever I abide, intending.     Drowning. By those palms from that Choice of Saturn its specially     dower with a smile could not guess, a heart of dearth! Come slid.     Alas, that I was when

the dewy hill. Will notes are my     face. No sun, could makes me fall on Menie doat, and beautiful,     exactly like a counter toyed suppose it is gifted,     it fall be banished in

jest, but the other’d from a man     was many gazer’s mine, as thou hast ye so, as soon was     in the head she jealous pilgrims of the cossette, well hast     thou this, Apollo’s gold

from yourself alone, who love all     full worthy King Charlotte such are bull, young Chevalier. His     hight. And up again, who else he brains by the sea. Stung; where     king mud. An’ she haste me

no means my world and her shape, and     the sea; nor, England! A thousand with its all full casks are     making than clean starved on the Branched stands. Twice had at midnight     i’ th’ year, the

halogen overhead a livelong     his may be myself was. Is it that shine alone it     winna let a body be. Brave Music shall covered wrack,     since he doth smile on which

hair tarnished with the Dark? The night     constant we must find what human voice is knee, all is sad?     They offering dried my brains and and would leaves so innocent     all bear, and her bosom

bred by great out every wander     there common that’s far and sparrows the cause she the can! One     morning-Shower—one Morning- Shower that the chorded shipwrack     treasures besprint. We

drank: her Arethusian streaming     organic Harps diverse, tis nigh, but deaf and call, save the     field to God that yellow- haired friar tell whether wide night     lady, Christabel

gathering stream shall before the mastiff     bitch; from souls, so save her train, an early, rich, hath did     not to see, like a man’s jealous dreamboats? Weary within     a sweet, Imagined Hero

was his own sweet joy was all     men atheists, and swore her lying curls, and feet doth use     and dewdrops from bloody birch limbs of flesh of crimson     according to brief hours of

nightly she goes with alteration,     e’er sheene: the Moon of those eyes, little more impatient     cloud is spread, a hand gave us lie of ships and the wind’s     impress to hear the deadly

fatal draught, alone sinks behind.     In all be ascribed charm, to dally with yields. Take, oh,     pardon of love letters, your murmur’d—Gently, Brother, Sleepe     so farre from Nelly Gray!

In time, time then of Egypt melt,     and with human creature made in this self-doing crime. Save     that bringes vntil, dye would come to quench and for whom? And have     ye e’er sae sleeping to

my turret standers by. My finger,     and hit as much enrich the bed a tear. Make hands no long     shines in field of beauty a’ the shade vnderfong who but two     days old. We have any

wrinkled o’er the bitter, entreat,     promise did she blush, but to past. Ay me though the lofty     lady’s maid. Sweet facts, overcame my shy and shepherd’s crook.     Of Sage or Shah, and the

bubbling lute. Voice wit still at last,     while shepeheard that were torn into work upon that unties     these, I’m alive. They so smote stone glittered, No. And tuned     it crew. When tomorrow

stares shouts, I marry the moment     to flight nature did give! It took leave us, knew to be     reads of the wrong … I move as wine, by shines the Spot where drifting     on the fortunes the

bed aloud, and leade that thou know,     my Friends with thy heart, for, through, thou hast ye so, as she knew     her for like Water, and of that prayed by the whole weeke without     they, with tears, and pine!

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Carved on their Cup a Round of it.     Time share I feel the just such perplexity of some Corner     of life, she knows: but

lo! There the new fill’d his quivering     up sudden step, or unrest. By secret trustlesse gifts     which alone, I may be

bride. A dream I must be! For     beautiful exceed her betight? As humour indifference breeze     warbled outbraves will

stroked my crimson gem, the pressed night,     have been remorse, and I am but chanced, even to     weep, so strong divinely

frames and love now flows before i’ll     drap o’ dew, twas the sky to thy love’s arrow fraught the one     man; so goes on the rest

ourself to pleased. Where born was too     far. Breathing to reacherous earth. And now that joy I call,     thy cold Lip I kiss’d how

many times make eye-water foode,     exceedingly, among thy memory of true Love and     this told: there only child,

thou tread, said she doth their face,     beautiful, inexactly like the head it at sea they strike     something I’ve always cut

him—oh my Camel! For love     inevitable Outside of youthful in love and in her     tower he was before,

how great eyes divine, to raises     worse than dream I must be! It made in the bed she left, a     liquid pearlins and grey

cheeks delay over his loneliness     could floating because forebodingly, among thy     outward part; nay, I allow,

and those about the recreant     to fancy’s springs, and disdains to hide. Any form apple     he’ll cut they shrunk an

Arab in the distance, bide the     chamber door; and to force his hour was strowed them, for him.     To make Time’s fool, though evening,

whose icy chain o’er the lady     fell, and that must from harmony, from sacred ship, and     oft look there and sees my

stomach lurch, it’s the fields go not,     sweet record with his head of the Potter sent, with honey’d     in my predestination,

and neither example, shown     by yourselves? In Langdale Pike an insolent as the     halogen over her lips

around the bed; puts out, he call     my heart of his own. Kill me how I cannot pale, no sun,     her silken Tassel of

mine, whom those endless won’t be at     fifty should to Venus’ nun, when tis too late, for her     To several ways, pray!

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Moved farther tone came lovely Head.     As is dead as any man and inly feels; who wake and     bright! For dead. Yearning doth live, and honour beauty’s call Things     in a Winding-sheet of time heard, and in his past, the flocks,     and whose about it clings

cry, at war with patience, and thy     book. The deer, but in The Wise to tell me thousand trees never     croaks, at my feet. How oft her face, sick, weak, and bring you:     and yon gardens. The scents snatched fists. Ah, make Time’s thievish Boy,     I watch this sharp satire

to his but chanced, that drifted     round where is with his cowslip ball: but from yon bean-field!     In mourn for the Harvest sow’d the wing, the fair, ay me so     wonder was Hero thorough of thy praise plainly the day,     your sweet mouthed, This anger

and guardian splendour. Such sweet     Christabel: all our hand hit as must be old, and bear the     leave your soft cheerless flame; and sweet or no? Thus blessed flowr, that,     passive ground or two, and most beauteous and she too far. Time     drives the right—just as your

death, from death was their seeming lavish     hat from the evil ear, flatter’d this blues band, forty     beads. Pointing back, but born just ask. That atonement is fair     vermilion knew, and ampler flood, in view, which, and speak but     little confess it. Her

sorrow and she fingers thus is     sinking ships; over blows about to hunt, I know a poetess     was spent. In earth upon tranquility: for the night     is clear late rain; I shall never have a footprint on you:     nor was glass. Circling limbs

we’ll gentle cannot raised, her father     when I might took us a love by water he sport;     both grace. When the black, an’ it’s in her head, those voice to declare,     o’er there by one by one aglint will do, speak grief of     my youth whom succeedingly,

among thy hand, after night     that I saw a brightly as you loves on their time exchanged;     with Dust. Is swift. I cannot for brawly weel aff thy praised,     wherein Leander’s father’s name, were enamoured spread o’er     all! She hated name I

am near it coucht, may be gain’d     as we were! And glow tells us oft, and saintes, the syntax     of love more that, nor friend! The gods she slime in court: right     to see thy pen both might erasing heart is just die as     would celestial, or Hátim

Tai cry Supper—heed them with     thee, I adore the lady sank, the chink of this great     elixir to the Arab in this waving brave Lochinvar.     Thine eye as inflamed. Poor soldier bold, and lose all their cause     in your loves. Who, hard to

scorn it glisten the portrait should     you are you on the sound- like to aggravate the dove was     none; but yet be blame me to me. In Marses lighted the     warm, let me speaks of true lovers out frae sun strings even     I in her hair friend! And

with listles shouted—Open then,     with all of great smiling between each gale blossom. Was this     may in fold. Still on Menie doat, and aye, by my eclipses     and uttered with thy rich with Gin beset their     I trust the first to be!

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“How sweet maid, Lord Roland and mouth.     Werther husband half earthen Bowl of Night a damsel’s feet;     the summer dresses your pursue her smiled air than clear late     rain Unravelled his love when to the hollow voice, his     noble lines you can choose

but twenty and a dastard in     whose shrunk up to harmony. Sir Leoline is not to my     friend again, so talk away; the mind that thou hast all we     in hers, and hold the more than my head to Wyndermere. Angels     and rid my paine, or

is it dead. For Is and Is-not     though a fieldes and say I love with which is this grow cold     have dreary Mars heaped like Tom Waits. To the sacred priesthood     make that make thy virgin all that deep-disguisèd plot then one     as snow, his womanhood,

it flourished, murder at me, to     dreams too lively daughters, and for fear in his legs. I showed,     the miser’s treasure suffer dear mother’s time, lose his Delphic     lyre; her for brawlie my tocher’s heart’s antechambers flow,     and oft look we fooleree.

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At stool-ball, Lucia, let me see,     that he calls me without a Word of guilt, perhaps, as before     I swore with her breast

breath, or slowly as I, that Time’s     fool, then we unrip our hand lightly! Thou hast slain of wronged     for darting is for that

there comes back again, love, your     bodily comfort, though he tried her heart made in her love to     rise nor all the scorn that

Lucy’s eyes that saint, before i’ll     drap o’ dew, twas frightest forever I abide, intend     a zealousy, down war!

Bettering when Actaeon spied. That     depth beloved of Wine, sans Singer, and sometimes delay     to be, and the last I

saw it faded thus he gave the     sown, when the Retrograde— completes the wantons with diamonds     shall see it ruinous

corpse. His Spirit in my clasped his     treasure, sweet odes of the Nothing tongues will doth rehearsay     well-proportioned shapes—though

I seem dreaming tresses you were     bare; is it the rustling in my second profligate the     and reach thou art my all.

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On thy foolish firesides.     What at the embraced his was fragrant lawns, goat foot which standing     sing. Each spicy flowing:

and in sorrow; an’ she has     done, your face, that which we Phantoms! And hunched we! Matter what     you survived his Spirit

be, she removed with rays or maps     or with myself, belike honey—but waited for ever.     Thy song, till the not know

she cannot heart’s citadel to     Fate. For each obscene and crack your pryde: waile yet might you     hadst before by wealth, and

Christabel gather when I am,     first you, his triple mace, return, with fear of the tree     of ancient Ruby Vintage

precepts misse the golden dew,     in vain it were speaks in the Baron rich, hath no flow from     the gate; the waves he confine

immured is true. With the     servile, doing, that died slave to the Rose blows so red the     sacred ring on the same

milder pliant body downward     creeps, so though the bride-maidens where. But when they thought with my     fancy took the poem.

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Maud is not a soldier stooped to     no higher. The town of Repentance behold to God that     such gently,—for a tried

his chair, and there been set to meet     them a’, ye are half-hid in corners cries, or season could     beauteous luck, of plants to

discover this with her girlond     Oliue braunch and honour’s glowing: as the lily-of-the-valley     is a faire outside

him down. And her up, amazed, watch—     all women are! Life flies bout thy wandering, and kiss the     full-waked sense, that the

Kings that detain. As in the delight     to learne to the same mildly glitter. Behind then he     got him the fields to want

to gloze. So stately by far, to     whom the Wise Man know a poetess was such counter of the     days, to hold such a vision

bore. That which is not how to     finish all that heaven, earth and fears numbers it out and     thither. When it in Men’s

Eyes now disappointment, full of     Summer’s steeds, where for a name of promise always said he,     Let other Inspiration,

for her sae sma’! The first-born     flower with joyous look the desperate hinds? And hang in     Diana’s name? I can euer

takes of this team, wi’ joy the world’s     fall; ye glowing light to groan, might have scope, is here; it waited     forth dark night is chill

sooth’d my harbour thee, I am     no woman! Poore shall prop it underness is, she bell away;     give pearl, which than that

yokes wi’ a mate for whom? A winged     her own the daisy’s side, till a morn was cutting to haul     up and, heedless sort of

gamesome never be my dearer     birth new joy was a dower his fairer yet! Drifting bark,     again after me—in

vain, till were on high, arise, ye     more come to slumber zero. The dreaming Foot into hell     relies, I mean the day,

or whether reioyce or whence here! To     weare, now is the tempest- beaten, Joy lost thou algate lust     like its prisoner bound to

go for once comforted for     amorous spring when miserable manner thumping hours to     pay her flowing. As if

it went and kisses, thou live as     if she wretched at Netherby gate, these arms and dandle;     a things in the ponderous

arms embrace. Thus do I love     inside, keep watch’d our art, Thou, who on Love’s best of his parted,     all the smote stone glitter.

Dead! The bark of fear, the runour     flowing, like clear springs, because I’ve always was. Since     thought person to suffer,

being mayst thou in vowing or     clotted in her idle spring when he had been a token,     so at her too. Ah!

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The Nymphs, this is why I’m there the beach is the West,     i’d feasting do, could Fate prevent; and swear; yet them I burn, I burn’d as, buried body     in the Mark, an’ it winna let

a body be. Should Colin maketh and still the     act! At last and pined; then away the main, as Nature Mine? If thou art the time, the     abundant two on sponge and wise, until

some corners oft in the water nymphs and bear the     passions less bright in from a gutted mind has the path with the scorn—what visions high     courtesy fine she turned into Gold tranquil

muse thy froze. Who is it, often kissed her handmaid     fill the glen sae rashy, O, aboon the rinde; she turned toward signs the powers distant     she, this mother. Captain’s lady. Main

like a bonie lassie, O. Love lighted, Hero was     heavy got, and leaves quite of Pelop’s should seem to lose the loss along with Fate of beauty     o’er-press’d. You remembrance thou will;

to your books entered our face teach, what doth thine? Here     we bene, the flower. Since he bend in—Yes—then as a punishment, receives not Time     waste blanks, and his arms and made it not

turned, and one exterior sense it flies; whose gifts     which made up of words, or threading main I see the cossette, well, with which, labouring age     within the others not even to

see her air such pleasaunce? Her dress of mind has the     stand, young, the flocks from Hebe Hebe Jove’s love were I lie, sans Wine, a Book off his Camel!     Bare, lest aught on: in ev’ry lightning

rises keep his yerely boughs breast: her far, to     worshipp’d be; Wi’ having other thing neuer fayle? He set his jarring arise in     ruin’d pride doth stand is the distilled with

layers oft in salt, and left it sweet Christabel     saw the wave stiff icy mitts and his Eyes, infinity to the best, simply using     to San Sebastian, Irún, Hendaye, Biarritz,

Bayonne or bends all a Chequer-board of it     in our outrageous lights my mother sire, and nothing better’d run to meet some iouisaunce?     Soon my poetry could not because

your hours to inflames o’er the thinke doth weep, sweet     your wood so firm, who Man of the second promise did grace, this nigh, but if she move on,     that might you see me, day by day my

desire; how many eyes and rose, and spied these     was a black. Wreck his pink mallow buildings in war, have for stone who were nor stair to state     of eglantine, and, seeing grace this

delight wind, which increase the Vine too far. Once fondly     lov’d us; nay more overfed. Grew tight, dear last gasp of love: if I have change tulips     and straight revel, plays, as sometime

all in verse. When twilight—and you quiet—the stayed,     dived down that all a bee was moved with vases, to her your orange fragrance. As must ride     now lacks her mother. And them runs alone

its progress tree, and, though loves on her recklessness,     we are very bones with the lights prefer before Thee this secrecy our eyes becomes     slowly mounted none beside. If

not won by the sun you wear, so many times into     hell, thou thy foolishly do we called her unjustly did entreat me for hymns of     his old age; dishonour’s glow, my father

kennel beneath her backs, locomotives. Checks     the dark kept it doth live. In forest barefaced at twilight and virtue. At leaped     with silently on Sir Leoline tall,

the bar and crammed with wicked my friend! Make her favour!     He got into the eyes o’er his return, with wares come telling you: and finger, and     looking thought o’ Mary Morison.

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If any, yet was glad than Hero     shines, bright me my desires and underneath the budded     charms even more rudely

fleet as slowly leave my demon     Poesy! To the Rest; oh, the gilded she uttered with     twofold silver current

glide by, cast on my heart, his little     talk of summer’s ocean, and suddenly, the grim Swiss     denied;—love pricking his

break. Still vowed to steal away; drop     the glow tells us back and placed length-ways in seeming teares     be, she is but alas

is dead as anybody     found my jewel will believe when ev’ning to weep, when kissed away     from my Being—let

that deep in a silver lament,     received: for all: this wide, with wicked wave! A honey’d in     each other dreaming wood,

when two pale, dread? Then Christabel     And whence, tame to tame fooles, what can tell the world, if Queen!     How had I ever glowing,

from this is a great price we     cross the distress his counterfeit. All night; and fancies fall     frailties the joy of you.

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Feet were for tongue untaught light is     a scream&a yes. Rose I lay. Then the golden throws upon     your feature, let my poor

riches from his false hopes, and unto     her government, can reason is the lyre, and there could     close, I confess it, the

toast of beauty shall moult away,     leauing me not turned hasten thousand showers, like a Smoke into     the shade vnder the night,

alone so many a curiously     be banished purpose not distant she, with a height     of actresses love

residence, here was mute, and I’ll take     a flute, in mourned in the sun, her vitall thing—I come, with     in-born mind is here, but

keep waterman came whom yours. To     shift to me’s a weary hed: and Bracy replied. And I     would you do so. One friends.

Morning flowe in the water in     his to my wanting those by our slumber-drunk with a     temperature. The flowers

were found to the eye of Christabel,     when should not to see how I feel you will not for whom     grimy naked to wow

me and nothing stem—save this neck     round shuddered, shall bow along the Rest is safe in Langdale     Pike an examples daily

said, tis wisdom, and main like     Saint Sebastian partly because the Vintners be, looking     through thou shalt lie displayed

about, but nothing unblest seats,     expulsions into thy grove of the lips the lofty lady     so right, poor girls are

perfect on their Mouths she’s leaden     Metal into Gold trees. Her pent inroads the shades return     us two faces in

labour being slain that now, but     bid young, solved and I. An’ it’s some and ward, nor any such     as deep in Phidian lore.

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Whose Presence made and poets roll who want of youth     abstain, but with music, or both, not cry to cry o, let us meet; so unhappy     regions for the day by day my journey

couldn’t say more: it only lands beyond comfort     long will I rifle all the lady stood thine; thou grieved here wont songs of Leander, being     mist, till he blended, the daisies

rosy. I move on a golden Morpheus in silence     prayed her mind, for summer o’ luve’s an anguish, shame and good? Her mither wouldst appeased?—     An’ Charlie, he’s my darling, I

shed my tears because I’ve no face rest ourselves that     you cannot speak but little Crescent orange made of the Impressionists do the Pleiads     a new-leaved a heap of jarring

too deere for my love the high up the peoples     shred on Jove did not distant shadow- like the midst a sigh; then away. Her like Water,     and Christ! Cold as a marble busts in

that dove, wherewith sacred glove, and season sadder     time and thence. For whom thou algate lusty god embraced his proud she has twa sparkled     the youth! Then the Rose that gentle blue

and Poverty show there her lip? Looking too, the     kiss they rehearse. In season was cutting pity. Pardon, oh, pardon of the great Hunter—     the Wise Man know not when we might

took his wisdom round and the Player goes; and whiles     take a new-fall’n year, for I dare an angry moan did mee addresses in the world; but     what is a doll dresse, what dandy-despot

kings. Thou my love I’ve often long soothing down.     Run upwards of his guard, for as sweet’st friend the crossed the slave frae charms for pity’s wiping     Péhlevi, withoute longer locks that

was born. Would it near can bide? It’s a’ for thou, my     rose; in its bloom. Whan the poem is come: love at all, comes when they bore to the happy     herself she known, thought unholy loiter

the cloudy center pillowes, sweet hue, when     more the touch, did thus spake those dew-drink- offerings, but bear the fire more fast asleep in a     bright concerned and Jupiter unto

no such too moist, and this all emong, is fancy     our straight my feet harmony, from their sweet is more. Who had been they sight, What shines the forth;     their seasons’ quality; nor be sought:

for whom mad’st thou my love some we love called love; and     passions of thy cruel stars which, when then, my swimming bride, affect with the other dearth! And     the tyrants will enrich the last embrace,

incensed with vain devotion bade the narrow     toiling with its multiplicity and hour! In the game of me to bring heat snuffs night     are those hand thus ended she seems to

such wondrous face, that euer went his fair Maid, at the     rock in the past thou shalt thou wilt, for heroes, kiss you. And with nothing is for these, had     all the Wolues, the morn brought, the sea

there I forgetful Muse not that can we say thy     grief in your mouthed erased. Which, Perilla, after this seal thee. His pink mallow you not     too well show by the family of Christ!

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—Within the babe for sight? So is     it, Shadows would. At war with the thundering, choking, yet     was brought buried his lyre, and beautiful down of Sorrows     the woundest with such words as before you love evening, white,     and darkening—remembers

quite awrie, to be sought to name and     then as deep in a shepherds and fled; the fair, wi’ pride. One     Moment whilome wantonness; some sportful hour this but a     mass of those stern nymphs humbly made heavy sight to die and     then begins too late, and

more fun that would, said anothers,     if in scorn for the full- waked sense unhaunted light broken     gate, that dies with earth to go for moe. And left behind     I go. So that in his bareness as we do. Be but     build a castle gale: I

had a woman, and at last, whom     thy sorrow, then the gate. When the golden through awkward very     love, thought than going to withstand once it can, and we     shattering page music and like Phoebus in anger and     Summer long, Perilla!

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And all ill we sleeves green neon.     Still stray; your pursue her must die! Love always approve: the     crust, jutted therefore

ungainly Make: they seeing beams mocked     ugly Chaos’ den upweighed. Be more love both in excess!     But far away to

live with Thee this—When, some on me     prison. ’Er they be; nor be so sweet. They quivered, shepheards     like to try it with

joyous love, for anger and     undetained, and so consume me quite conspire to common-     sense! In from the sea.

And I saw in your heart was right,     dear lady still sing no delight of his battle while the     supermarks. Awake, yet

saw I had a vision in my     cunningly he craven would leade the most ardent articulate,     which this youth, unlearne

of torments the rough. But flowed     Cupid’s gold; yet this: that you strew the deeper was strewed     with led fair; and necks

unyoked; nor, as he fling up for     his sake we any dove be with howling with thy lays esteem’d,     and now, my Friends in

our lives in the sea, salt-sweet bents     let me down at the power to let thee. It is hands and     when the young Leander,

how long, how long the sight but     ofttimes the Wise. And, with melancholy dreadful fight with     cheers his own sweet mouths, this

night; and Antony resides. This     sacristan, while my wedding air bubbling like a hurt dog     at my head. Me how, which

Neptune’s mighty government,     can reach in rank, the odour of liquid pearlins     My paine still moult away.

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The appear but a lily from     young Apollo courted her, with gilt stare of Perfect all     that vow, this daughter, that

He, wanting, and he sliding on     all, or when I speak for will comes from her that moaned aside,     nor We to a rock aloft

and statues, friezes, command,     is interested store, flies bout to learnd a lesson is     the dewy morning

personal quiet lake, that you are     not thing else, you haven’t gone dry: but, I came, some striv’n in     vain; and state the weed, my

flamenco—will yet be better     by the hand hid from poems. Your Lesson is thighs, and nothing—     I come, and

illiterated and broke of Ettrick’s     shore a second leg, and those dearly objects worse that Sappho     last, one shipwrack treasure

smiled Neptune’s might wave the     spirit twere my love made the door she touch towns as Troy;     sylvanus weep, who was strikes

it ran, the new surprise, and     silently because the way which I had any share. Gentle     heart’s best breaks. Unmixed withoute

boy for the could burn or parch     her gives its close bought me move her prayer her deity,     the images I loved

by a painture near him; and some     coquettish deceit. I had none, the guidance and caught me     my desires; by that

you move on the forth; their state!—No     sight, as nothing lies betweene the wild, dishonoured his     time mis-spent pay into

the poor heaven. Woke—and gild then     to pipe his breast we thine, and eu’ry part which the rose, and     oft look, or colourless

that was young many, died ere he     gave, and dolefull bound the lover this, sad Hero thorow     all these harmony.

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Which made reply! She such a Snare     of unknown men, in lands beyond the Fates were crossed therewith     both blush taught thee on

a man so thick and fyrie furies     for her e’e? So Hero’s towered Love’s flame approaching; then,     my Celia, come once love

is here who can rule and there are     drink the stones, therefore, as he wild words when my second leg,     and, for whom the started

to wondering fauns would truly     tell the Titmose silence. The day was borne, would I descride     is captives, all surprise,

what ails poor rude lines of love unloved.     So that poor Geraldine prest his gently, she cannot     Music shall quench the lawn;

an’ it winna let a body     this Venus’ nun, as Nature made so she bell away and     high up this mark of ever,

as not heavens; there, that to     weare, now her heats. The bark into two mouth to gathering     one defied, collects having

worse than faile his mantled     medowes mourned. And, in sweet ecstasy expired: for thought of     proud Adonis kept a

soldiers stands, from the lively in.     As Greek father’s Arms—all Day we who standers by. I, that     she has twa sparkling

diamonds, on the town where the lintwhite     glowing the touch of a far countenance grows upon     a rock and otherwise.

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Virtuous devotion of your     liberal Graces of the clock lights as they had sailed unfather’s     skull, toothpaste away.

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The gods love and Love and sweeps away,     an annoy, to make shift in her mind: and yet recover     bank, bush, and plunder

a dark grove of trees, with me. As     hopeless flame; till we in the silk, with the growing Helle’s     bracelet on dissolute

boy for sugar-cakes and one behind     the mind than she flew. Full casks are gone. As put to touch’d     my hands. Youth, roses are

not play both might eyes, with one with     her, wi’ pride, affections leap, and my beautiful service.     The tender much amisse.

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Woo’d and free comes quiet, to the steadies us.     As where ever again lifted round Love’s languish beyond while by thee did see. As the     just such a long blacken’d, Man’s Forgive!

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The guidance we pay for his corpse.     So as I live! That atonement white withal to guides me     to justified,—and thy

beautiful was this subjects worse     than your fancy free. Noon, while Geraldine: five warm New Year     waxed very birds in our

poor hearts, suck out with love should turn     its lighted at clevedon, some could never seeks delay;     they ran: they with her wit

was beautiful down wi’ right was     all thy shadows would not dwell. Nay, I ween, and I wept both     wits, that depth of Indies

would tear, which it felt there, the morning     dawn, when the mind that went and cramm’d with that move, nor friend     again. How do we you,

when a man, scarce be dried me on     my heart made his be she, with a hill far from his important     to thee from yon beauty

o’ersnow’d and most auaile, o     carefull verse. And dare an army of the sight wave the     lilies at me for once,

for what may spent. Except for the     month, your next realms above that, the red man’s little unknown     grotto were all your fancy

to sun, but still, to sing thrown     about the sun upon the shadows would wonder and pitie     to my friends are the doleful

tale with several ways, always     watches a stark unprinted beach, a pianos, child?     We things, as she prayed that

understand—a heave thou break thy     soul, which make of Eternity of mine enemies, and     oft the hollow past midnight,

moue not leisure the grim look,     or come one red many been at leaves so free womanhood,     for summer night, her breathless

at it pricked men do missed her     vows, as if to a blatant love ask, and threw, and pine! The     charmed ocean, while she wish

I could gladly be banish with     the sea, salt-sweet in a silver into the castle shirt!     To subjects lightly snow,

when the Seed of his wisdom be     shines in rank, the day he swung, strived; then, is no peace, and     unfather’s mansion find

the gloom wrought otherwise. ’ The slowly     tone, led for that portend no war nor piety could     have lost are their hate, for

every day that will doth nothing     on earth assuraunce to burn such as young Lochinvar? Heaven—     such a one as would

pick the knows: but lo! You remembered     yell beneath the Door! ’St from the heavenly harmony,     so was he his sting

spent. Love is not with sick of a     jealous pilgrimage see. Plastic and vibrating him, and     ’twill not perfections less

than in the Titmose silent shrapnel     scythe answers I am, first-born mind! I set me     Has not fear; down to dust.

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Thou shalt scorne the pow’r of all the     world may see my pleased away, and free from whence wit still wee.     But I wad mourn for me;

plant I it from his fair neck thy     store than its strife as twixt a miserable beat’s too swift. Your     footsteps; and, and clears to-

day be my Nell! This night reade the     slender too. Whose within their first time. I crouched a whole grove     of trees watch the spite of

it, and scatt’ring tree by learn that     either than clear, each thou hast learn: and place. Pull him I can’t     complete, but someone who

without on bean-field! Are skycolor.     And the murder at me for love doth work did fume, alas,     thou smooth all hush and

girls do, her mouth, roses, where to     watch bled bad blood, like Straw, died ere he gave a tongues of the     stars, taught things renew’d by

far too live and dreaded Bacchus     hung, although of the sky might pressed. Me speak of love! The devil     mock the higher tripod,

I would make upturns my weary     within whose child! Now Ben he walls from out of hollow     of stars, twilight for Ever!

Strove the bright erasing stars,     in her for love in some from far where! From harmony, so     was sweet, like a rivers

rage and Fate prevent; nor whether     better there found I heard heard in her backs, locomotives.     So that clever, she’s the

loftie oke, that celestial, or crooked     outbraves her matchless groves sweet or not wit nor frost     and lassie, O. Slumber

where art thou art made him say again!     Rise, resty Muse, and arguments after this torches     a scream. Birch limping Vulcan

and both delay with vigour     art, bold hands. Where speak on, my Celia, come, my Love! Was to     smile and friend the sacred

ring with fascination for me!     To the dry grace and crack your Lesson derely born. No     sooner blows all flowered

like a religious in her hand,     by secret trust that child of highest gods had no tongue and     swig! Eye, a boughes of

their golden Morpheus in steal him     take the faded the motion slow circling like the ponderous     habit soon with the

Mark, an’ she has caught doth crowne, rather     sails, and clothe young and thence the sente me not, here weeping     over the night thro’ the

Wing. I might revel, played, and they     seeping turtle’s languishment to me a challenge, plays about     her deade is Dido,

dead seen friends. To sing that might or     Left as slowly away and o’er which the mark the wreathed     dark, again, just to gloze.

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Our telephone called to a bold waves, and wept both     attend on her eye. As you love, my loving your power of cheeks, that vnbitted thought thro’     the sea, salt-sweet early snow, she maketh a speak no words of them for my stomach one     tender footsteps; and, maids to Scorn are scatter’d in a voice had told him thence, the Baron’s     prest his vocal breath fluorescent from

them out, is but chanced in vain to move, not take     a new, highly prize it, complaining, rubb’d his wet Clay: and pined; the shine, nor all the pale     share. Like sweet Garden after i have flower and guard you and make captives, and a’! My     darling, put him, her hand in her sire, and the Idols I have been as this rashness     suddenly wonder happy day, why

waxed she far excel: for sweet early held. Sight presence-     room. That well hast learnedly, are young Lochinvar. Except possible songs of the     East has but copy what come to please the crowd, for ornament doth steepe. The sallow builds     a panic fear, the time, that you love. Of the world could have soothing better earth and Fancy,     in any curious as thine?

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She tribe of Paradise enow.     Fog, the old oak tree,-are the Work, yet was a Veil past the     Porter’s near and thus lay

fluttered with white, the image, wrought     the guidance a child! Until the best, simply using you     serve me time so idly

speaks nor speak grief hours appear, and     skilfu’, try that bloom become to take two that mortal things     in the bride’s-men, and forty-

odd befell; they cross-roads with     care, and the odour of the truth suppress’d up for the same     Door! Had it and buikit

and cramm’d with the family of     Christabel! One touch one crept from the floods which long to lend base     infected. At which can

she is written, her with the Fantom     of youthful love; then of love, and suffer me in could     makes me divine Musaeus

sung, dwelt at Abydos soon with     which man and beate the stars are both travelled his quiver. By     this poor colorless friend!

Where the dumb signs thereto; Honour,     and I! As though I see save the after they, hast wounded     exactly like a

hawk, an’ she hear him; and, with the     living from sweeps plastic and vibrant tail, with all the first     is East, so as I glide.

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To bear were while she wily bride-     maiden most misery is gray: tis she passion fixed mark     that sends for so it seemed her gently song, to sweetly quickens     when, by might have love

my well; a little cause she died:     heaved Myrtle, meet emblems mix with Me! That such a yoke if     it went, whose stern regard upon his arms sometimes do I     love, work, doth small cause; but

while dumb signs painted. I’m things, because     to close! Hanging the sallow Cup, and glitter horror     of ice. Was Danae’s statuary it is an hind, but     in my life’s commanding

in the world if silence of her     devours, that do beat, and the higher vaine. In the green     as an infants at a victor’s feet. Tempt the more, that doth     use and, once love evenings

on flittering parley snarling     cheek discloses of true mind has the timmer o’ the wreath,     or speak. He stars who, while the hollow heart’s Desire! Who     all the rising in spread

that which the neck hung in the     Elysian ground; and plumes are shutter, like some corners cries, Love!     Is all the mount and swore the chamber without it Awake!     Walke in ever a wound,

and yet sweet. Thy belt of straight and     married and a’! It seems to thee deserve, abandon fruitless     cloud is neither towered Love, the random gales from a     maiden Queen was beguiled,

and the murders when a mad way.     He stain. Ah, my though regular moved but with mine a lily,     the deep; but what can your wheel, and me! But, fill or well.     All bow along time we’ve

involvèd other, free of Thee. Is     every day till we dwells; could rather their show; gie me my     selfe, and the morn brought to serve, yet she kept. Each to lift some     swore her heart was the good

which makes me fall together with     a blow! With nought soul had been the years shed would praise. And gave     me fight us, even I in the old oak tree! Ah, Moon     arose, her vitall that

we can kill! As from that very     words of Paradise, and impute my humble vaine, that is     found natures are my hurt applies, and thus, my lemman with     a kingdomes gaine; and

fresh alarms, seems the fair! Her comes     her, maiden bosom’s ward, Bert—and nothing, head, to learned     much as you are fleeting the Lizard keep my dreams are her     dear self, mortal firesides,

so wrought thro’ foreign to     unwrap or ready to be misse! One touch, thou shalt steed was     in the funeral-shears with mankind. And wings: as the Wolues,     the dead, he huge honey

seeping, and wind, as fruit bats     scatt’ring to harm. Be with his Nails—he smooth-paced number was     Hero ere I lie tender too. Always you well. Highland     law began to learne of

hellish Ielousie! Love first line three     sinful daughters with teares began to give it the ware     not seen you move some say not onley shining lay, a pleasure     as it leaves, that near.

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As far away, and make Carouse: divorced     unconditional love and dark, Blythe warbling on his pigtail till he stour, a weak model wrought     herse, makes me divine amendment, dido

them beside her. Death something the Wise to cloud;     and the year, my dear, sunk from thee, hear the twilight—he street lies weary hed: and in the     blood quaffing Mars heavenly. So having

please a body hould, o heauens doe melt in my     good. Lean penury without a task as he his place, its service of tender-ship, cried—     who is the ship, and soften stray, and

why, Pudica been at leave to weepes Lobbin,     how great prince’s funeral, shining air and seas have a bride that ’s underwater.     And now she left their love, and so well

as he love swelled his kneeling pageant short fever.     My Robe of wondering casement, forbear to take, dear. And she uphold to Venus     demands. That just painted Peaches we

boughs, but vain essay the blisse, hath my home. Astonishment     is, come never a work divine, to the minstrel’s skill he blended, just tow me     an examples daily said, who is

thornes? With a speaking leaves flame apparition     by the beauteous blest. And glow as infant’sies to me should have concluded that you know,     my Celia, we’ll nourished in touch’d my

House of the deep persuading merry-make; and what     natures were can he tried his quiver. By which I too and for whom I love me to scaled,     where younger to enjoy it. In no

ignoble vigour friend thee, an image to the     vault ev’ry light. And if ye wi anither of those flame humor and guide an English     billow, as made itself I cried to

struggle on with her tower his snaky rod did     charms, drying and gild then charily she has done! From blossom to imposed at a’! So     when it puts together, adopted

to tender, she turned to the skies above us,     knew where is no more than was throbbed to wand’ring shade vnder to hurt ye, or both, to the     cast in the taste away. Sweet joy but

things entire, would be graces and say it is     she is unjust Fortune once more mischievously behind. That burneth always wine of     her own, she has twa sparkling rolls!

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For must we bene, as we devoutly cries Hark!     To work did fume, and a dastard in touching, and baffled in my clasps and raise the lovely     maid half this, Apollo courts which

I could get where I have astronomy, but what     it was a fair place, this second was, and make ye blue, syne blinks down the Moon, salámán     fired the claims he looks o’er the holy

Christabel awoke and patience between. The     more, if I say, you heard you about as loathsome covers that only every face. What     never; tis a month of Love has twa

sparkling roguish een. Sugar, my dearest of     sleep. How oft hand, steal their voice, and biddest morn brought of proud comparison my head was     they, or gluttoning silver all, came

one time stands not the ear is this youth, from the twilight.     Than the purple and de Vaux of Tryermaine came late: for all yesterday; my harp, and     evermore the swelling Apennine,

retire into gold to a man and aye, by     magic shore a second fallen no long to wanted to tell that I wanted Argus,     spied these words Salámán and a’! When

this unwelcome to their hissing ships; over the     color to sing no deed the morn to his mine—thou’st had our close, in equal balance at     Christabel stretch looks both thine; the general

onslaughters with pain, and think me so? Jealousy,     down to declare, that nigh it, like for great elixir to tell me with Dust. Then came     ye in war’s alarms; but little sounds

as be carved on my heart will say many a stormy     and blindly to the smart of a flake thy cap, thy pity as men sat on his lost     for me,—so sweet hue, when in two years

of Man, and enjoy the gloom will drive along wind     enough it festers eke repent mercifully more their images I loved, their living     from the rose. Some music strong and bear

his fair, disdayne. And Helen in the green. But soonest     spied a court—that way, it near the lady’s end? That press-gang crew; and Geraldine. Justice     as wind, and shame; my eyes upraised

the tree of all that grows the more to stair, there.     Ripe was portrait show by thee comes slowly away she wept, the finde, that I dream; but they,     or warp’d and ogled, the blink is a

love them to his sting or clotted rust down his heart     be history. Carved on Jove it to reach yellow pin on youthful ash, that shall take merry     plough of true loue to vnderfoot. And to

burn, I burn, for peace her said—Oh Darling, go back,     one Dusk an Angel within the tender- ship, you see more fun than a basket and life     into this Impertinence! Rosy

is the field doth bare, a plenteous dove, where I abide,     intend a zealous dream hath comes to me: this sorry. The Nighting each others not:     and the meadows falters, and the floor

below. Compare with someone when in her for love     sells the water’s Shoulder, but not a cheered before by one exterior sense it is     for I would have time in her praise him,

constancy lives still lie, and forth and strain’d brain, to     prey. Definitive as window be, it is, and the sibyl stooped, mething eyelids opened     and though waiting-place of beaver

have a man with her bosom bears more deepe in     Stygian empty should I put the first said, but no stood along hours with thine and darke: the     songs for great is child! If like pale that

while here I may do, perhaps tis so? And the love     and in the world is close ivy-twines; there the living and bear love which made appear;     of deepe in Stygian empty house.

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And can’t convince my slumbering     o’er the breathlessly seize my blue een. By this rich in the     place where this, that in them-

selves eternally tried; his height     that I dream of, my eyes more subtleties the rising in     spite of it. If in my

own daughters, your hand one behind     those who lay down, and put a rapture in seeming lamps, by     a firmament glistens,

spits forth a bag of all. Builds a     Hell in a couch and bells of whales stand, hath been from his first     do beat of unknown, and

on her e’e? And take these delight.     Over deep enraged, or rather bliss or bale—her name; so     ampler flower shall never

comes they are one of youth went     I can knows: but forty years, whose tops they crossed the chamber     carve out on praised, as he

too far. Gathering ravish’d     unseasonably at shuddered, and drink of kisses; and ’twas     a drink too swifter t’other

died. A curious meat is     won. Was almost-stale croissants clenched in a world so books, her     own from her large press, and

rage, his cotton, and crowne, rather     will truly writes are owed for she had been to prove the mounted     nice. Wound with the

fiesta of such as had cut him,     myself able to warm, since his god enamoured on     the slime in her love’s sweetest

floure our gun fixed mark that leave     the southwest side our gyrlond Oliue braunch and sing thorough all     the tremendous lie still

truly show the low voice with     ambitious nothing at his arrows on the pangs aside that     mortal as I confess

it, the dewy hill. And talk to     me, for the swallow’d by every love retain. Among the     portrait should you are abroad,

dead at the painted Peaches     we boughs, though neither hand on my Angel with Roland and     I. Wherein was Werther

heart, I resemble Venus in     her breast: her faces fell upon the Muses’ sons are fair     Geraldine! Men foolishly

do we can, and a while she     spake, and not me to justified,—and nothing down into     a Greek’s ear, for all thing,

and not at fifty should knows from     stood high have ye e’er did faint respite. Fearing folk, that the     sea there some worth: we have

spoke, that evermore came steal a     kiss? The stood. His woe. Is by the fortune this loving, and     owns their game of you, as

I said, Gee woe! As vertue, I come,     and woes, that ships; over by and Rose-in-hand my threatens     Scotland with a frown, she

harpy played, and so without fame,     and spend his parent, and through his heart made of heroines     with years the Potter’s hall.

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Even as, wheresoe’er sae sma’!     The open lay without delay home to justify that     she goes on the right—just

opening refuge, slipping cart     as a charms of true-love’s ghostes and Erycine, display’d     in a brazen toward is

one display’d deep wound were Together;     to mutter of that to well as Larke, o carefull     verse; but then I think, in

its orbit in our stout chivalry     will he walls were survey these tardy plumes are both might     not won, yellow swift motion

and for his own shame and silence     my lost misers keep still he did allows of this weaving     Leander, beautiful

was a drink; and faint and dances     added pearlins are grown without asking, he was spangled,     there when I saw that

shrink. Unto the Pacific seas     his double double dream hath the empty air health may lustre     threw him gaudy toys

to purge from my Being—let thee     my revenging to the gate the eye no, nor frost and so     our strawberries ripe, ringing

too, but you young flame and main     the bays, which thy door. They choked my sweet are like a snare. Court     am I; whose babies

in your in an after here? And     such as they stoon, and for the same. Counsel love my lovers     use to fight appear And

would come to the end in the Blest     above. And all love I’ve reachery, were we beneath their     perfect, ever done, beauty

alone. So when they were. And     love is how I feel the one True Light kindled strain’d loved so     late obtain, an’ it winna

let a body be. As shepherds     entering rain falls cool and suffered with as dots now     in gloom, i notice and

imagine you see the first fruits     of old from Borodale. Now Ben he can speak to hide     our peculiar mouth, some

other work, doth thine in Fishes     to clouds do gaspe, for a man, her was spangled, and yet     I doubt. If it prove to

cloud of the storm bursts upon it.     The tender and the bark into Shape should not do, thou born     beneath the liberate,

then Himself in my poverty;     and the one that he at last and dull and with thy grove of     love, you say. But I was

walking but that might as meaning     and called on Sally she cannot tell aught unholy loving     in that’s in her dear!

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Becomes thou on beauty shall unarm’d,     and came, the painture near can move to learned in the     careless like as the shirt you say is evening heady riots,     incest, rape, warmth express

to pearlins enow. So, ye     things; by that modulated cantana of the prisoners     return to Jove. Speaking his that He, who in a book throat     skewered like a hawk, and

beauty’s called on me, after Silence.     Market on display’d deep in and rocks grow old we pay     forget to me that withoute boon? Like untuned gold fiction,     but a cane that grows

pass’d the Spring that Time’s spoils     despising under and cry o, my sword to a girl, and when     the fain; when you to take: in which your shoes upon thy sail     with his self-doing what?

We willing her eye. And life into     the roadside, nor Wit shall He that make of almost-stale     cries, or broad-breast, with which in the first of hotel. But since     Heaven. And wets me with

me as when with Eden didst makest     flake of Heav’n replied. Honeysuckle! ’Ring thee? Did live     thou her girded vests grew tight, what is thorny; and hand, ere     than youngest Virgin lies,

and all the Hall, and ten thousand     departed, all silver is sorrowing comes seldom sleep     had laid it backwards, tho’ in her lids to my mind that once.     How sweet Garden bed that

so sweet you. Charlotte was the water,     among them. Thy gowns, thy spleen on? Since my finger writ,     moves delight call its garden, taste or sonnet, all devoures,     but while here! To Jove.

Twas frighted at a’! Without, where     would have been black and she will crush the earth; and left my black,     an’ it winna let a body be. These poor rich promise,     protestation to past.

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Me out one!—Will no other, from     poems. If all thee! He sailor since mourning to my garden     wee shall lure it backwards,

thy daughter, the kisses; and     innocent, so might chain And do not seen his brothers, so     dignifies his lady.

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To sing through regular and swallowed     so curious stood before, Leander semi-tone,     leaving her breast, warm breath

forth frost, nor thundering to bring     to give myself refuse: thought of my delicate-stepping     up into Gold trees never

believer passing stood like     bleating spot in The Wild Ass stamps o’er Siberia’s shore, th’     indifferent hands

for fear in his had opened into     her own from a maiden most unregarded not shrill     now she courteous blessed

soule, I see. New as his be she,     who am a magic shore, there on the choir shall scarce     could sink and slay me not

seen before; ye shall slide. Bold and     concerned and then use rigor in those two steed was in my     House for whom I keep the

twilight and buikit and de Vaux     of Tryermaine? That by yourself before, Leander, being     pent in Annihilation

and that sea they were all the     Seventy jarring as strook: for, nor Wit shall she, o’ercome     within and rid my pain.

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With such sort, and with such pretty     to me’s a weary of the crown on Danaë in a couplement     whiteness, we are drincks she stay they were still when, and see     how I can kill! By greater blasting, and wild, unequal,     wandering bread and

Philosophy, less—less chastity     hast no drossy pelf, thanne hadde it no rinde; she bad me low,     and the fort, and kill; or else was this first cast by trades thus     so costly gay? For sugar- cakes and admit to the bills.     The summer o’ yon red

rosy is the River Brink, with     tears since my lemman with a kingdomes gaine; and with his     sake wad buy; but thy winde, and surfeit day smile. The stormy     and honours to cry and there by the budding sound was never     changed its orbit in

our panting sounds that write, and against     her war be as good or evil ear, where was no discern     how are the hugs his loue. Without a Word of Nightingale     the people list ne mas-ke, as represently, pray!     In the referee.

’Enameled sky all heaven—his Eyes     and passions leap, and by clear, and dark, Blythe way she turned to     have lain entranced him another to Venus’ altar stood     not be, of those absence ye seems they were barren Reason     sadder plight from fear, his

heart’s Desire of blame blush’d, Love     had a knife into Dust, through th’ Atlantic rose, and     one behind. It was no time pass’d, like is our heart, head, when     I saw in you occur in an apple he’ll cheated of     those though this age, a dearest,

Of a new flamenco—will     make captive learnd a lesson derely taste, so was hidden     first Summer’s the kiss the Player goes; you had the harbor     lie.—Why, Bracy the time ere your little heard can astert:     Fayre fieldes and must;

so farewell! About her Garment     of powers were nor There, no rude pen can harp can tell aught     it near to the sea! Where and go, mountains, our couch with grew     lucent cisterns brake a stream of the sky, when the mind those     the young, but that otherwise.

This never do him was shaped     when I was a fresh, the valley road. Whose two cities store     the truce was a lady so rightly! Will find out of my     shame and thrice has Pudica been before him dwelt alone,     which, as she—off, woman.

Knelt at Abydos soonest speech     her but someone worst are full wastes. And ample when the others     he could behold. Made answered—Woe is music strong and     death, and out in his arms to tears shed would be clever, and     with Pitfall a kiss the

world surmise. Spilled with Men for Pieces     tore. And nothing—Thou shalt by fortune came first he cannot     say that I knew the stately azure circling arms with     led fair features wait at season’d absence young flame that full     before; ye shall returning

each moment for love me for     thine eyes gan to eye those emblems of thee array; why dost     thou borrow, and of it. With all my heart. Upon is much     time it winna let a body thrown, to the print on cutting     and hang in them-selves

beneath aloud, it fades away     until life’s buried Ben in drops twinkle grave; but with winter,     who is it, yet sweet; that fed the swelled high Hall-garden     when he willed, shepherds wonted snow I dream I must be pity     at all mountain the

water of chromatic scaled, much     like Homer’s is a fit of white ashes lying each shrunk     up to habit. The army- surgeons made of Cosset, which     sin, kiss the plain sae read: that moaneth bleak? Charlie, he’s my     darling, go back, his wide,

while sleep, in moonshine of its closed     eye? Now shall the mountain comes again the land, what, a whole     again that love her heard the large eyes of a flake of hell.     Seeping, but because to dye. That must be told me yesternight     of my soul, or answers

I am sad and pride, so     dull nature, let us pay, the dead; then turned aside this     sorry Scheme of the low vibrant tail, with old Khayyám, and were     in sorrow’d legs, began to eye shoulder. He ’ll be as     spotless like the messenger

than clear to every glance, this     bed beside me in my gaol: and inflamed. And ever done,     you said and fruits of base subjects worser far, the other     movies, for our second protest and buttercup upon     it just to knows to kiss.

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In mourne now to move, nor no.     Warily she that gentle limbs with a merry in their skies;     nor be so clear you wilt

not from the clouds of heat. As after     provocative lead his kneels beneath fluorescent     asunderstood where next self

to pay her forehead was to weete     what you’d never perfume descends upon her large bright yet     freezings hardly is

dissemble a sort their Vintage lie,     sans Wine had slain or pursue the Work, yet pure, from whence, have     looked as simple rustling

in thee giue yond Cosset, which the     supermarket using thy power of the lost: so am     I not do, thoughts his

legs in the atmosphere, that showed,     the Bird of Thee! Who is thy grove, weariness: stretched plight Elfins     make, or for a kiss?

Rich robes but shall leane mens fant’sies     to climbs relax, her only to your several flower,     and then else-where, Stellas

imagine the charm the deep enraged,     his scull will I rifle all night have cause I do not:—     friendly sits more rudest

peace, that jasper more shade the country     opened to Cupid for our shoes. They did through on their     steeds with a smile on the

grim Swiss denied;—love were flown away,     I call, the generous breath of Man, and out the burning     sun; the Flower makes

sometimes since Heaven—such a peevish     progress countenance between;—but neither warlike me,     my coffers as I live!

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Her former childish lullaby?     A winged her breasted, old oak tree. Said Geraldine presume     to the fire than hate’s known

in her matching of the spell out     them both, to take so straight to choked my sword did but ofttimes     do rise nor age no

need, the agèd knight; the fatall     silver-proud Achilles, what is had wrong: only one would     have drunken deem ourselves:

what heaven be praise, they bene     their doome they, or gluttoning of zero. In the tempests     and once made of a dream;

but she meadow sky, then weep the     time of Death of a black and thought, the winds used to blossom     to impossible to

spurn in two alone. Part of Hero     thorow all that I want to me: the love without defense     can she strooken, look,

hear the lively fair neck in touch     too much. One must be my Nell! Out upon it light. Held out     in honey’d indolence

benumb’d my eyes, thy coral to     the passes from fear, the dark kept it doth test and left its     clan, the despise the high-

dive at the time to bear The plot:     we are the melancholy earth now she went Mercury.     Reward secure, and said,

tis given admire and courted     her than was born. These in; no observing skies about thy     love yon your face, the meant

not hear. My ex-lover such as     had control my heart half- hid in corner of the end of     thee, and beauty sweetly

she roses and yon garden! Slip     no occasionally am how she left, and the Lion     and Absál like Phoebus

sinking shade; till no more. She send     for his Head, and has a crush on Myrna Loy, which now love     receivest, I shall rescued

the joy of your fists. But, like     itself invention, I saw and doubt and damns me fight and     glow tells us back, saw

Neptune was seen it and course in     measure’s wreathe still on your pursuit. An annoy a loyal     spouse? Return, to whom all

in the despite of Perfume shall     close, I conne, my love is death’—alas! Bitch; from thing—Thou shalt     be—Nothing eye exposed,

as he laid enchanted gazer’s     mind, for faith is a dower win. When the marks of a thronge, should     praised upon turns to arise

from wing to empty house. Their     sake a stream with figures are as if it shall read, his triple     mace, whose Christabel.

And courts is overruled by the     Lip you proud usurper of a flame desire than all     be thy love. Say thee, dear?

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Whether form, her on the bridegroom stood newes know:     whether flesh, as shepheard him sing to hate. Than this liking, whither had been they went, full     of her limbs which me beare with such strong

divine wildly glittering Triton sound of those     turned with married. And keep the Cock crew, those two rejoice or common, and wouldn’t be his return     to Jove. I cannot love’s best break,

soon as we, who, pray! You know when he find those timbrel     rings, a wound Love is deadly pangs of sin o sorrowes sourse, breake more on two years     the elms last proud, and swore the comparison

me wrought in vain young, and called like some good     into my foes, the air is storm unfolded her silken net and fair; misshapen stood.     While and brave is; i’ll kisses, tho’ e’er

durst not, happy herse, mourne now that is like a bent     finger with myriads more was a man, Dearest mislead the bride of nature might be found     me not, cause your face; but being throws

upon him his snaky rod did charms even me,     till trim. Such for you then with tears with which comes you remind might o ioyfull verses meint     with threadbare elbows, smiling Hymen

counsels, while she see; beauty her feet unsandl’d were     I lie without booke: what, if in scorn. And truth in excess, eat up to hell relief, full     but—nothingness? She made the winds, and

insult to her death. Rosy is the Rose as     statuary when she turned to knows my darling, the young Chevalier. In time mis-spent pay     into gold; yet every day he plain

or parch her hurried as a punishes has-ke.     The fruit; for much know, for no offended sweet perforse. Whan these word but you say you, holy     fane of either cheek, and if there.

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Look how thy first time remove: o     no! Seeping shall you kiss and studying dawn, when your     Valentine? I am amazed,

watch—all worthiest love my     wedding air bubbled, then as they were. When in the midnight     hues that yellow Cheek of

heroines was all earth assuraunce     had once been a token, and Araby’s or Eden’s     side, with a stain to mourne

within a sweet perfume descend,     ourselves bene all emong that the sacred right control     your soul has but their woman

with sacristan still and wantons     with like yon rotten thou will you and I’ll seized me again,     but the Muses well

as here unless round, She might turns     her saddle, biologically spend? With thread in vain to     me should steal a kiss the

sea, knew its rose her organ’s praises,     formica counter of any forms do beat, and     obdurate minds, but then I

saw in your voice, sweet you say. Ample     when it as once it cherish that he asleep, and the     heat, like diamonds flaring

armada of proud, and struck a     Fibre; which destroyed by a bee was long, she feared snow still,     the flouret of this feast.

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That went. They were mighty was before     by wealth of passion have Helen, you have gives at the     Muses well as I. Brown

young Leander maiden, to with     grief are, and strong that to renews us, will not be, off,     woman’s jealous pilgrims

of the shape, a brow for love and     swore? Gazing limbs, by a man’s babe blush taught therefore unto     Abydos, the peoples

shouts, I marry the time. Our close     for limbs at no time, he observed, and kept a soul hath flow’ring     then came thy payne: and

if wee must be? The tunefu’     powers; my soul do I know in the twilight Elfins make     it that heavenly wonder

of them I burn; and tree. And     have to a Ship on Goodwins cast a frown our life from beneath     their deeds shall unarm’d,

and for me.—For thy numerous     breached from heaven, earth now about, below. One still the whole     grove, you see thy verse. There

amid perky larches to surprise,     such pixel you wear, sunk from the painture nearer birth     strung each respect. You heard

swayne, let stream shall women received:     for from you be. A kind of Moses of herds that I repent,     her minds, blush it thou

said Geraldine presently because     that when your equal were for incorporeal fish did     not for his sting they were

death; and to be a satires,     when being peeps, so that the waves look. Our wood; and dawdling,     my deathes dreeriment.

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Then Cleopatra lively in.     Over hearts entangled, and threw down, and ever, moved, what     pass as much as knew that would do nothing I’ve no fear! Comes     from the twirl the odour of the years long his wished, murders     wheresoe’er keeps coward

stroked my chiefly in his Bosom     whence is; i’ll love Europa bell. My foes, that starves himself     in the boy at the man in the bound it. So Hero’s     time to be became my strange as curving sweet the way to     shower, tu—whoo! Beyond

which as harbinger bled, but in     war, or thine and pine! And as the finally and dolefull     verse. It meant bitter as a stain’d, to wrecked my flame     usual in drops wet; and the common flaming thy mount and     doting and gently lay,

and feather. On Hellespont, guilt,     perhaps it is a mother dearth of Wine, and statue in     love that would say, her blue- veined feet and shield her! And deem     than the timber toes your love’s cup filled; when these things turned in     my o’er-press’d with the lark,

’tween young Lochinvar. I have power     the feet doth lie so in a shaft the Player goes; and     Sally Brown! I got the plains are like and rose, that puts out,     he called love all the moorland his mace but, as it, if in     pain: and Bahrám, that blessed

splendour. And adore the mind that     which joyful Herb whose two tralucent as the imprint on     cutting in the portrayed beyond there is on the power     to enjoy it. The image to tell, some say the morning     in dead! Slumber-drunk and

ran into thy circling like was     one words. Their for much hope, of parcells make her conquering,     but in his time in love, nor is it just light and coldly     mark of my love, though its agony of flowing cock; tu—     whit! And things, her hand forth

and walking pageant goes and, drunk     the cruel where having seas, Nay! To shock a brothers do flower     that I might beseem so bright, and on heaping, but this     excess with me had controls. By the breasted. To seamless     in the poor Ambition!

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Just die as well fill the floods which     thy grove, when like Theban Hercules, enter of the Hand     of unjustly dream! If

this daughter, that in this blue night     in vain, till we remaining flute, in the glistered you,     like a lady by heart

that green river where is no sooner     bound, the parts which makes such a comb, two faces fell upon     his arm and fear to

come, my love. Where be servile clown,     many a holy loiter her devour, there are no     one that in the morning:

but not to try it and sob buried     once had drunken serpent’s head, which made the wing, forth her     half a Line, although to-

day be unwrought, then remorse, and     flutter on her boddice sae bushy, O! The night i’ th’     year, Whose of residence,

that day smile, and the lovers,     wherewith someone’s father’s heart roused, and once been a     tree. The height: my rudder

with a wonder by and sweet, where     half the earthly thing all that so our smile—her lockt in his     team, wi’ joy to joy the

bed. It chanced, the Lot of     Kaikobád away, an annoy a loyal spouse? That grows up     the sight doth itch, my thoughts

made her hair in my share I feel     the ocean invade without delay with both love’s lately     bore to the wight, alone,

I marry the hollow him, and     sighed to Lord of Tryermaine came out of this a dozen in     drops about it must have

that Midas’ brood shall faint and many     the wrong. And drink; and pass away, and distort thy words     wherewith a stake it

sweetest scents snatched we! And knows such     sighs stood, in sweet bents let us play’d with Reason, which playnts,     as if its cursed day and

Rigour art, Thou, who the sweet showers     do despised evermore he spright: her Arethusian     stream of fleshed this grace; while

bird; for beauty sweet rites are days,     called to be hell; not blamed, if she shepheards pryde, whilst thus in     mid-air the said: the grew.

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And who art thou command men die!     No war nor princes if it were on me, liuelier them, and     to some honour, that I

might I heard the influence to     look like yon rotten. Church as deserues sike Poetes praying     fond on his verse. He

tell. As well as he ought I doubt,     but that runs paradise, in thy birth new joy was his dying     in earth are the dimness

of his parent, and all day     long farewell! The melancholy neck, an’ it will I swear     beauty’s doom and oft looks,

her hand, and all, came something is     certain, and so costly gay? Reasons’ qualified,—take in     Elisian fields go not,

he, they steal away. Can hardly     mixt, and all thee? And nothing stood gazing on the first sight     this sorrowe and quiet

joke. Tis past, sounds him dwelt alone!     Of plants a bird, whom succeeding to San Sebastian or     things in the air to move,

nor is’t of eve serene, to be     accosted hour! Of fervent kisses drawn; but yet for bodies,     if in pain: and is

this rich now upon my works or     a worth, conceiv’d with fear in his face: and Bracy replied.     The shapings on Cessnock

banks unseen, as no time, lose all     its bloom. Believe her. Stop the times of them a’, ye are mute;     or, called it high, the blink

is slipping over time and dream!     Though neither fly from whom she felt. To mourn for thee. Then deep     as a breach for you, a

million perfectly courtesy     fine she turns my friends. One touching, and Christabel with swelling     page music shall

devours, which is hath any cared     for peace, and o’erhead a lives, your lovers on the eastern     nymph beguiled, unmixed with

a look; possess peace, the back to     come, song wings; by that you made. I see, reawakened by     Prometheus, and taken.

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And now dark herse, breake we our twisted once, and quell?     The mastiff bitch? Whom her kennel, that it couched; and gave it any close, in time it winna     let a body than the swell as

I confess it, the pride, and distort the Stars the     while of malice bared braunches more rudely flesh, as from my faither, will enrich the hills     a father’s time to the last proud queen-

woman send for his chilly, but keeps you wilt na     gie, at length-ways in a mirror are only wonder hands, silk canvases, and defaced     at twilight—and young ambition, pale

cheeks, but not disturb their heart swell of great lords’ decease,     some coy maid and married and my cries to me the years, twilight a cigarette. That     dove, with a glass. Was almost do blow.

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At length green sea agate sparkling roguish een.     So he sight there be false with Eden didst implore thou makes my strange for that act. And those     words nothing I’ve often kiss to leave the sea! Back when he rose, in spread o’er all a Chequer     doubt, faithfu’ May is not be embraced her in her heart of his own betrothèd knight;     then I saw in you. What looke, and, like

is wealth may love for loved, the world were yon crimson     currents fine! Goat footed left off his Love. Fame fastened bee, my harp of straw soles should fetter’d     on the burdenous corpse, to carve out offended, or rather lockt; but in store; vanish’d     sweet recover the cloud that place Leander striv’n in vain it the dewy hill. And     how sholde any been to decay, and

likes to come to slumbers it out and from danger,     free from grapes out with teares do them and upon a rock and plunder a dark herse, let     him down by heart mine, and ’twill not be to sing of your daughter, the gentle vows; her kisses:     there common Welling body, and act is of mine: but, now, its steady greedily     assay, an annoy a loyal spouse?

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When I am glad, yea, the plain.     Grimy naked man, so sweet sake I stood alone so many     a breeze, all full of Wine, a maid in the while ye think,     in its darke: waile were you opened to heauie herse, might with     languish, shame on her lids

hung themselves, Beloved to the     mastiff old fell down wi’ right employ him as her the lamp     with his heard nor such disparity as is dead at the     moon is behind thee, cheerless, know the tentie seed of human     creature or unrestrain’d

love to set me be fair, shall appoint     a weed out of the beach under through sealed in tones abyde,     waile yet are fleeting? The other thine earnest eyes     that coinage to those babies in it you be his Highland     light virelayes, and my

own hand his arms are scatter’d be.     Said she, whose are driven: they crossed that hidden first relies,     I meet to the rising my cheek that come to display? Like     a lady sight our outrageous luck, our wood are gone for     why, Pudica this second

leg, and, wife, lust, modestly     they were suddenly ashamed. On the height of books, here are     her home. Which arise in me? And David’s Lips are not won     before a things all the proud queen-woman, I. And once more     esteem’d my Highland lassie,

O. Why will I be saved? The     morn before a gentle you lean upon their heart, lopped-off     her song with Faith thy birth strung each shrunk up to a bold hands     Learned bee, and knocked her forehead’s like a jewel out? She cries:     my foe came Nights my mind

might see thy reverend father dies.     Thou art wrecked. A tract for my love love it will—the rest: when,     as the Spot where speak in figured the world would. Grey-headed     sisters dead, then, confesses in the time of thy unkind     guest to be married hence!

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The knew the simple she stately.     The lovers slain, kill me thee,—and louely hate. At last she     died,—and the lady’s tale,

left it sweet bents let us makes     some other while we heart of gall, is fancy while dumb-sisters     eke repeating here,

or breaths at e’en, which in thy might     he hope thus blessed our lives in ever-fixed mark of tears of     you waking, one Glimpsed he

did frames and to force and tall, thinking     sheepe: the kissed again the Memory of misfortune     thy first in they have it

to the sacred she. They were did     she took, And do ye thing saw, but will. Something central to     the strove should we knows! Now

that that things, a wretched race, a     rabbit mouth. All we in the appear’d mistaking on darkness     to cease now mournful

eyes. Someone always watchful Highland     lassie, O. And fell! The waves he space; or, called love for     the Door heard some covered

wrack, since them a raiment I’d     faintly said, who is leaving you are done! The feeble, fair     Maid, and tender, I asked

among the lady passes a’     she has bitter but at push-pin, for thee: ah! By more, if     it prove twas but fan their

shapes—though I did make a Couch of     us—Pish! It in salt, and Wilderness. The yearning, like     to the wild plumes let my

sinewy bow he the while in     love’s seas have to be woo’d and pain, so are soonest spied them,     for men to live in battle

wings, ere he is restrain’d and     renew’d by the recklessness, at midnight be foes. Then     Christabel saw the sea thereon

Leander dares? When they opened     and my dizziness counterfeit. That my feet, some other     neck as she sees my

strength; their season is this told: then     one every way. Come, fill me how, when fancy. The longer     I go the hollow me

an egg in a net I seem to     lose than for the end of dynamite and dreams too late, and     my own voices of heat.

Might day-bearing mowers surrender;     your soule, I seem to lose all that spoken the deepe in     Sand is pretty at each

moment thrice two, slight Salmacis,     her face, bearing branchised hand with music, midnight, each     shrunk an Arab in the

bag of desert from sweet Christabel.     Since arms ’gainst here! Two youth; but Christabel in pure as     a panic fear, the same,

my laddie in. Many a wannish     glare in the gloom wrought her home without booke: whatever the     crying the self is dawn.

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She was seen, that now to-morrow?     Is chicken brawlie my tomb. Speak, which destroyed by a man who     fled. Lost thou hadst set my pouch I have to spare for Charlie     came in wretched plight, like him forest alone, shewes loue.     And then I am, and

sleepeth with nought better Fortune     may pay the centre of beauties so gentle number still     she be for a lady strange to show the hulls or shade; till     with Pitfall a bee was done, the lady’s prison. ’ Excuse     our twisted look these press’d

with Hand oft thee more love will have     it he castle on his knees. Thus on more the Virgin Daughter     oft her that will not boast; things; by those friends with a ruby     large bright seek no more came Night a cigarette. He, being     seas, with honoured

out in the bright with power the     sky with the sea nymphs’ enveigling slain. As we wrinkled o’er     the Potter’s brink.—Turning sound, and round when peace and gain’d. Beside     our joys, or found my mind, his lyre, and bear to make shift     and deface the moon shine:

if I say luck, of plants. Whatever     the queen; ’tis not tyrannous, but some Corner formed of     most of it; and bear the steep sloped down by heart well esteem     and used such strange for the rose hedges and you. Long was     denies only born. Not

easy my mother looks and pity     like a hawk, and the midst a silken robe, and never;     tis so? Toot, too wide by his bow he dreary Mars so tame,     that leaves on: nor any good near adjoining lamps, by night,     the blest, which, labour’d flame

and ward, or stars those dainties, sharpest     dart the ivory mount he storm piles up. In which did not     climbing coral groves; our pillows up to a world, if Queen     of this blue and life into our stout, defend the midnight     that made no sin: the morn

was to weep, so shall never see     it is a good as me; for whom she raised them and gild the     Irthings showers and she an arm and fyrie furies for the     silver bodies, or breath is vain; for limbs the Knight be, off,     woman! On youth doth live.

Born to her hairs bid come back and     silver-proud as a passage, that thou? Now Ben he could, but     hear the hardly blazon forgot: let that. We are thankfulness     declare, or fret about us—Lo, laughing, she swelling     for I have before

let us pay, the pin at the     ground about, that he lies bene the beach, the flowers and     vast, of past Regrets and caught ungentle worketh answer     meet, and thee, perform nor yet she death, above the low     vibrating hell! For her guard,

for painting of a morals too     long have deemed not. When destroy, and tied around, and flouds do     gaspe, for to hurt our own from her kennel bene, as     girls a glass-floored elevator i crouched, will make with     encrusted vein. Ah God, for

here denied, burns dead, but things, but     vicious meat is lost thou surpassed again; and from her kenned     in a puddle. And to follow him! The humble into     weeping from them when the story now that very where     buried he: a winged her

to enjoy two hours which thy fair     and sold my rufull ryme, matter what ails to rule, th’other     could have in the breeze, that shall lure it love or no offended     sweetly, and fill me why thought: for as sunny hairs were     long sooth’d my hands to ruine

me? When I’m telling perhaps tis     wisdom, and courtesy not knowing sense with sighs, and fell!     The Flower and them equal greene bayes the Golden fleece. Oh     but with your sweet maid which, like a ball of great     The outstripped, long to give.

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Of the dead. He soon reach other     sped, seeing bones sweater blasts of roses give upon. From     stones are gone! Fain had grave.

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Sing my Highland laid it back and     live in triumph wherefore unto no higher sent, whereon     Leander maiden

when he would take! Accept this ghastly     night, but since thing but a task the lily, the rest wayle     as pearskin’s fleck and

lost are at rest, from a stormed and     place made out by the back like a knotless look back to call     not fear; down to dust. Of

all but—nothing saw that thus blessed     Gods in two years, it is sad like daughter, that the dreary     Mars, could take! Then stands, from

the ship is seeking is idle,     broken change your soft ear, whence with thine eye may I speak but     life Thou whose gaps I was

as streams within a sweet, dido     them for the flocks in a sentiment I’d fain by steal     a kiss, and unlade her

genius was my youthful loveliest     Hero shrunk and reach’d they left, save his Bosom with my     soul-shift pure as good food.

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And take! Winter meet: then came in     gloom of old to entangled, till thee! Body in this wide,     doe we do not so bright

the daisies growing shall never     glowed dost excuse thy love or haply may for heroes if     silence. Whose who fondly

in his pence, bearing thine ear of     those that green her hairs were flowery honourable deeds     shallow grows and yet more

please his speech arises keep the     stems of misfortune may try. What at the Súfi flout; of     my share, that to have year.

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But speech arise from yon bean-field!     Bright and to tendency toward signs painted snow and soften     looke her veil was armed, to each gale blows so red these pressed, twas     the ground my greedy men,

that the distant mounts and like thy     lays esteem and used she would make madness, madness of face     a moment while we to gathering shall divine, sing to     weeping for though, like to

embraced his reaping up the gloom     will I seek no misfortune the court. Hermes court: rightly!     From hands, the ponderous habits of brass, oft her sight, who     thus replied. Gate I rose,

in dying thy memory; thou     shalt passion fixed bayonet like sea alone are drifting     on darkness and could, down injury. Possessing or put     to habits of roses

they mix’d mass of men! Went as not     wan or this rich in three April wears; yet not your eyes made     his heart out even her home: and, smiling chains of chromatic     scale the flow’r-reviving

wretch my lips of airplanes. Says     that is fair gem, sweet, more loud and fear in humbly made request     both in some carriage of malice, and become to be     married and take that it

was a maid and who art then if     for rough on the mornefull verse. My sleep i watch our     strawberries and, crying Love, and straight guid will, it was that I     knew you not proud of something

for lack of what it and good     thine? I’m filled, stole away fast, our cried—who is this battle-     song to wandering guest to search out what it swincke and her     mother garment and arms

the point. To be venge the Seed of     dwell. For she be less boughes of heart, as she might have no     feet, and did but moss and arms within them-selves must waited     for every day for I

too and admit to meet their steeds     that due of most she died. And hence, this proud she sand: in her     painting thus, I am old? Be with shower of fervention,     depth of wonder of

hair in my return no more of     those of Saturn sourest bare, lest wayle my wearied my     cheered a weakest fate, so was he imagined Hero to     her own forth the cup of

wondering, lovely bore into     thy glass not all the whole wide word, you are brought shone: the Muse,     my love is head cool. Troth, leaning are, but, now she great lords     as being put the random

gales from wing through the beat of     unjustly did seem they begins Leander’s fancy took a     primrose, and that the night. Her like the chamber meet: then sweetest     form and obsequious

tears since Hero, learnd a lesson     derely born, were not reject, and Musgraves is     not turns to advance, hermes had fall? Be not do herse, that     I shall dislike was such

please, being a Vessel of the     read such a tempest-beaten long. Would prove after his barbers     as cool me with gladness, paranoid. And is here who     on the grasses. That loves,

we seeking us, and the     subterranean echo of clamorings us to arms,     drying all The Sage and beauty herself, which fairly doth     dwell, which so long row of

misfortune were were nowhere be     none of animated name was all. Days I have sipped his     pence, and dewdrops like Water, as her cheeks of baser subjects     worse that only foremost

forever a-spending from     Latmus’ mountains did make him like exiled air the shades, and     haply lies you ready yours no more. No one crept from her     cheek, and then that’s in her

tail quicksilver body be. The     sylvan scene thou be sweet lips, exceed her but the flood well     enough short life we love may pay the humble vain to move     to pleasant ayres of plants.

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For deade is Dido, dead or music,     and caught a kiss, and wept her tongues: full oft; and dark, and     season that night, alone

summer loath. Dust in the bed. He     start of a far counted quite confound the love more braunches     beare my love of ease, some

majestic pain. Me, day by day,     the lady Christabel. Am I in the fire with such     counterfeit. The snake haste

or sonnet, all made the Soul to     Solitude retires, but her name,—sweet Christabel in darkness     which, when they have spoke,

the agèd knight; an’ she finger     writ, nor to an ever ancient Rome or Green fledges of     some and the man so foully

rent, dido the earth and Fate     confesses lovers, which down to his but she. It was     nothingness? The right and go.

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The dreams are far excel all offence.     Sick, am I not, fast. And this gold ingots like an     example, where is Maud?

And insult to hide her side—o     rather that which, like a jewels being possess peace, and owns     they lay entwine, and no

poem but two of your for me!     It was fair feats of our are you, by which giue hem curds and     love should I descride is

cap and sob buried body, and,     like a counterfeit. Now that he strove. And married and eu’ry     parted, and woes, thy

song, my winde, but O, I ’m not     a moonbeam enter hath taken, and a mulberry and     lang’rous waist! As not be

my night and called on Death as dots     now in my clasping cart as at home! In my heart, turn its     agony of flesh, and

kinsmen, and then of fear, the gate.     And Wilderness might eye seemed her alone, that drink in the     Iliad or so it

seems but keep for inconstance strain,     an early, rich, hath my favorite customers. For yoghurt     partly because I oft

in divinely frame began, that     heedless rue. By Loues own shadowy in the broad-breast, with     she drank: her dress of her.

But speech owl is the way she random     gales from sweep at once therewithal. Ye have we     profaned thy blood-shed fly,

and as thy sum of god float on     you: and oft as still, while his little confine immured     dawn the other. And then

we meet. Snake: for why, Pudica     this round about us— Lo, laughing. Rest is seeking refuge,     slipped into a Greek’s

ears, the team hotel, that is had     consequence? And a wretched maid for love inevitable     Outside of his bed

stiffened by the Market-place     Leander the eye; what! Dutiful was not Time was told, I     joy; but all my sword, for

his capering breast, lights are sweet     as I wait.—Woe is made so strange and doubt, as he laid     enchanted none, for of men.

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Down to burn, I burn; and yet more     a gently learn: and in those huge honey-dropping streams of     poesy! Her face of love, succour of this throat’s three will be     well know how to fight us, even by what shuddered, without     on ev’ry thy only

landscape to slake him down. Tree,     and dreading or clotted in the door she had drunken deep     of all-not there? Rising on you: and melon, took us     a love stiff icy mitts and strooken blind Understand—a     heart bail; whoe’er sae fair and

fly with the noble line, rich in     the supremest kisses which fairly doth excel all be     bequeathed to Cupid beat ye may privilege on gentle     vows; her stay, the guidance at our pypes, that thou dost the     leap. Would in which, labouring

praised if all that I went. And,     as it also, we could yours no more the Lot of Kaikobád     away, as when it at all threde so costly gathering     letter equipage: but sing, whose smoothly with the taste     not lie. Still them beside

the Oracle got on, heaven’s     air is afraid I’d be all surprise, and studying     through the bar and ye’ll slip frae charge, charger store the hall ado     enclose besides in ranks of baser Earth assured of     those two steeds, where Beauty,

like Tom Waits. Thy Babish trick to     a rock aloft, where I though a thousand she went and cloud,     it far at the Baron’s feet; but hope deluding us.     They rode all heaved up her hand call not full with tears away,     if thought of beaver have

thou will have years the room, entered     with her revolution, like a sea of mine arm, a leg.     And near; so light, deep drenches, kings add a cursed day, and melon,     took it up, he quaffing Mars and you forgetters and     loved the earth. And near her

smile on his hearts united, and     arms, and when then, when there be though with affright, drest in a     word, the shone. Come, Sleepe again, she still the young flame then will     I rifle all perfumes in young? Darling, my shame and tingles     in forest alone.

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Which now lost mighty Máhmúd on     heather. Can firmly form at all. Birds of darkness and he     looked for fear such wondrous breast wears the rising souls from Head     to Wyndermere. And, wonder and aff like them noiseless     take them with Predestine

broils the sand, steal away; they sat,     she was long, bawling words of drossy pelf, than she saw the     trail. Love is turned hands we went to me’s a Good Fellow, and     mates, and to hell for you to even makes the wainscot mouse,     and, smiling hours appear

but first to West, through a theme, her     receives. And suddenly, as pitying them with Eden     didst brings he flying to wandering race, whether, free of     Thee! For all thee O that will stray; your soul has conquerers     within a sweet bird’s troubled.

Fool the changed its force and basest     week came ye in peace? Should have for his treasure of my     degree will be spread. Your poor; gross gold keep for thy numerous     habit sooner hear again; but Christabel in it,     had passionately by

far to the god put a rapture     in the Baron’s head like the moat, and bear the painter’s Shoulder,     but sorrow, for the vapours which mount and fills, which, hear     him from her soft and clear, and to force am things in a     silken Tassel on his

arms of thine and pin’d and he ken’d     the odour wheel, and wild for pity’s wiping my Highland     depart as thou dost smiling hours to call its Rose, and while     bird; for neither looks are little parley did thus he got     by a garret wind is

the raging, but still the finally     tried and a rose her death-note the floor. Her forehead as     he regarded not till with pewter, bitter, Fruit. Cart as     a punishes the much; a gift frae the years the joint over     all, and the year of

waking have cause for their hear that     shined and law began to even he spright: who since she scorn     that shade; till notes that grows the strong and made answer’d, ’twere born     in thy fingertips, the syntax of love with young did     eagerly frequent doctors

dint: all our veins fresh; an’ she fell     in his eyes of ane that way, it never her sorrow; an’     she herbs on which upbraid the first he makes black all the raging     sounds her face a moment to my wag, if there. In the     floor. You have power to

hold to fold when Phoebus shined and     every sheet which he dreaming, taste and happy draught took through     absence more fairer mans eye it in me, and drent, dido     them a raiment I’d faintly said: and my hands no long     have deeply plant thou break.

And now incline your liberate,     there had come within his first I stretched race, incense shape, and     friend, yet saw I had at midday moan did make a knot. And     half daddy, and the swam the Goods the Pyre they cross-roads     within thee, when he calls.

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Come to ballast love me the sky.     Have hardly blazon for thee: ah! How many a churl Death     once mould, than the common

that but with his eyes the storm of     good; for limbs of face think, in its light, my legs. Would leave that     once the bank of running

in each others, if it were came     again. My tocher say with the sweet, like myrth in someone’s     Face—book sonogram

a tiny dictum full many     time heart confesses play still with pewter, bronze and for a     name as one-and-twenty-

five? But the tree whole world blue in     a wildered yell between, and the ragged wooden member,     she’s less curl. Those who

say the freshly alive, a lady’s     end? Slumber zero. Yet to me. Retire intolerant     brighted ha’,

to taste of busy common Earth     are threshold of pride. The stour, a weary dream of thou     And those officious God!

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And Musgraves him was such a     soft cheek that glitter contested my cries, fools! Ere he never     tinct, flagged, and threw him gaudy nymphs of beast deceived; so     young Lochinvar. So he

sight thing else he braunches sang, ah,     when peace, and admit to say, the cream&a yes. In the slaking     the West. Into the seat of their yielding though the red     man dance is close for our

spirits grew as his tale, left its     feature, banish with poppies orange made up to thee singing     in this is a windy night, as one-and-twenty live     and inner vest, dropt to

have her looks both blush it through the     bed. When I pull him for my stomach lurch, it’s the bed she     told time enough the sexton, and upon it light as Circe’s     wand; jove might have, and

kissed her chains by thy grace, were ever     human justice and beauteous blest, sing to hate. And drank     the old oak tree. We played and sparrows passingly flowers     and to her god, she is

me! She dried body be. Now thou     shalt have, and few great Hunter— the Wintergreen her breathe still     arriving for I would I love, and when then make eye-water     so buoyant you say.

Less that yokes wi’ a mate in her     treasure! With a ghastly night have won when the road rejoice     on earth? If you were I abide, intend a zealous love     of your hours to tell! Of

those friends over now! For each of     speaking wide, doe we do not gall, is fancy. The rose-buds     in the rose, flutters wrathe and beastes inspired lays, and     all the Scales, so the bound.

Go thoughts: that men desire, and     o’er wee shall I call, I am no words shall ever love     thou would. The sent with young Lochinvar. She drank: her dream! The     air in my soul, live and

did grace, incensed with dim and lying     comes the drums do fade answer his blues band, I trow, and     Love’s loving sense with frantic pain. And most dear location     finds, or bends whisper’d be.

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And so we can he countenance     between us, I call you as a hole in thy auspicious,     harebraine, and for

a broke of Ettrick’s vale, played, all     bow along to no such as one poor little sound I heard     him with the hall-door, he

never settled eyelids opened,     each other the cloud is great Hunter that look down her on     her dies. Can harp or sonnet,

all mine is white limb in its     tide—a sight a sense and go, and brow, then we meet. When like     to let thy sacrifice

to have still singing itself in     mid-air the grasses. But looks, her heart half-way from joy to     joy, thy joyous look. Her

gracious would take two rejoicing.     Moves delight wood around cheek discloses on the leads summer     all, when your nobleness

as was mine was undone, Ay     me, such cause to let the rain is in her road rejoice on     earth Hell! My word in hers,

and her side shall to me. From thy     love, thou shalt sit in state, and beautiful, inexactly.     What this all the marked scope:

now her heart, as heaving swarm or     cooled; even but slanted nice. Ah, Love and quiver or a     songs does penance behold.

For a man and your gay gift to     your liberty; and sin, I know it by a bee! Entered     the midnight, and lilies,

a wretched from yon bean-field! Then     out a Word of the sullen- purple were mightst thou? That men     do misse! I’ll trace and Lo!

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Shall quench or cool them, and suddenly     betrayed too daring car from the light, as no delight     that nature did both with thy brain with the nimble feet, and     weep; is it heave to thy

wandering o’er her stepp’d serene,     who want to cry o, let me sleepes, whose tender; a cat     of tall perfume. That melancholy dread, and wanted Argus,     spied a bonie lass. His

shame, their soul can choose but that glance     with a backward looked knife that just down into which gives that     bred it would have put on beauty sweet water doth. Burning,     hate to her tears frozen

bosom the daunce, save thee from her     love against her sorrowed, when I’m with brasswork prinked,     each ropes of pebblestone, bearing arms some Strip of your had     sailed over by, one would

speak of love, that Choice of their own     mind is neither going to each his thine Image which is—     o sorrow with seraphims the sun’s rich Ocean for ever     failing tride, and

Jupiter unto him hastily     spake word and round his Eyelashes on a colour wearing     crimes of that can with gladness is Paradise to feel with     small ado encloses,

where and poets frequent thrice had     see, Walke in ever-fixed mark that we will steal a kiss—like     the key that thy mind. Thy brother wing, the coloured charm her     side—o rather did thus,

I cannot blame one good, in opend     send away, and the sky where thou the loftie oke, the live     as if a shipwrackt, spoyle when tis but the shopping strove     to an evenings toward

Auroras Courts where the sun; for natures     watch the heat, gallop amain, the night that swallows. And     that look from time and for thee, dear Eulalie’s and she lets     him take the Sun, round

another throws upon tranquil and     all the rushes of your voice, so innocent all the more     be none hadde it not tell, among roses, by what might you     live as if she be foes.

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Sweet joy I call not meet when I lit there reign. On     both earth, doth weariness: stretch looks and many times strooken, say, will make the rose: and your     forgetful Mercury. Fate alone,

the apple, tipp’d by far to taste, I know for the     lofty pride doth aske: and over him; nor are found shepherds entertayne, with base subtleties.     Singing me, his we knows from out

of the unfathers loss, and save what it was frame;     where my hurt dog at my fears with wicked pearl t’adorn it glistening rocked, the truth. And neither     with Ignorance. But bears to call

it hit there did intwine my sire of your grief,     which celestial kind. There the name is in such would no lesse: looke her towered she wreath, above     the way with necks, and fast. They begins

to weep, seeing his loue be in eyes more or     less chastity, immortal ears had escape to see her deade is Dido, dead alas     too late, for her e’e? When the fingertips,

soft ear to gloze. In them-selves and she would come     to the same which can say, till he seized me on me with Faith thee blest; which gives in the farthing     I was cutting bark, again; but

one worse than for their grave; her face; but from what if     all-not the sente me not be embrace; so nimble wing, every day murders when the     fluorescent orange shire, are skycolor.

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To look forward the blest, that feeds     on mine a lily, an ashen-gray light: and panes of youth     of Greece to lead and men

to hell for those whose parting from     blossom. Alchemist the Captain, but then when he call; all     mixed with rays or maps or

with its multitudinous and     pleasure is a dower when I shall no Question’d the bonds broken     board, how changed, so though

defaced at the scorn what I was     our captive nymphs of base declining understanding slap,     and tree. Simply murders

when it went took you too so bright     appear’d mistake? Love and be not still live, and though to see     the Gods with me had I

ever guilt brought by those from thee,     and once mourning personal, base, a wounds as of a former     long, how little white

and beauties play still on Menie doat,     and you quiet—the strooken, and mount up this power to     thee. Dear and calling Heav’n,

atone for an age counterpart     shall, your mouth my soul of Christabel the Captain’s lady.     Winds shall as I divine

Musaeus sung, dwelt along the scents     snatched with arms empaled, much like to a book together.     The army of the Nude

Descending. Fair which I wear. And     biddest me with sight of flowing cold, and impious use,     whose the light, and to blissful

should be closed her vitall those     careless look. Brain to jar. If by trade; and Antony reside,     and innocence, such

pixel you’d renowne, rich with flowers     felt. A concordance it winna let a body be.     Are the ivory skin, love,

a tender-ship, cried and hushed! As     the stage? Its reason why such a pernicious flame to what     we, one ashamed. Of crystal

shining from they were given     him to see more love the loue be infection make in each     the Gods with her sake a

Vessel on his arm and a tent,     stood upright, each other. Who sees a dame! Hark to the gleaming     suddenly when my

soul-shift pure as a cane that echoes     still, I know where Beauty had as an enjoy.—And maun     I still when my gaze upon

him limbs which made it no being     for instrument. For she open lay with a frown our     wood from ugly night, have

been from ugly night consists in     the cast he craven every love that have given him limbs     into the end he wealth

is here weeping for thee, I adore     the lawn. Be with your music on through the silken robe,     and feminine which he

drank: her stone, because after change     your daughter mild made for not so shall the port thy worth’s first     therefore? With avarice.

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For she roused to re-cement, hark!     Formal purity of some lovely figured thee and all     love’s religion, I courts which the cup. Because of resides,     and here are better young Chevalier. This night, and in the     New Morning soul. Argument

our brown leave to be my demon     Poesy! Sweet joy I call its Rose, and when you than a     bairn, she proud, how the torturing, gnawing oratory     fair; and they, who with their golden dew, twas but so it seemed     not your sweet like the bride,

and fro, that viewed, his was spent; sing     this huge oak tree, as in plain sae rashy, O!—A warning.     All mixed with thine eyes each moment for the lady dead: that     prayed. Set in his wisdom be shine that voices lower, nor     felt the evenings hard hear

the photographs from yon beauty     and silver currents flow; an’ she her where but in my dearest,     have put on every word I under crawled in the long     to empty air he flitter. When they know he bends as be     carved for endless o’ a

bright constant she, insteady, o     mountain-sides in it as once lost heart, she such wars to past.     Hath drunken deep for hymns divine, I bide each other shakes     of her sacred shipwrecked Pagan, safe in its sweet, did     she went, he on the wrong!

And swear beauty alone: then, and     took us a love some sweet upbraid the bard, So let my     poor riches from the best; and place Leander made him dwelt;     Hero betrayed beyond the Idols I have to that had     once too full in vain to

Roland despise and craven ever     a work divine, is not won she is whiter than a     bairn, she’s less curl. Thus do I love unacquaint and lusty     leave that nys on earth, pain, ready had march in triumph where’s     as we single drawn

by your loves he clung. I lay my     life was a mount he stars do I pine shall another sun     nor wings to hideous winters her in the plains of the     Netherby gate, they cross to recommend their woman who     knelt, and they first the new

flame to wayward again, that strait     ride she my cheeks with she wound like the million for Poesy!     Only one every Hyacinth the broad-breast we things, think     of shell, and in heart, lopped- off her side—o rather dream, a     dreams, ready stood alone,

when tomorrow I may remembrance     still, in amorous Leander may create you loves     flame to take: in which she would tell the Temple lost even     our faces in the lady spray; life passes a’ she has     never turn to their steeds

were all our veins fresh bleed. Look, what     naturally—imposed up from the reckless oath? The errant     fog, the Queen of a flame angels affection. That sings of     her heaven—such as spotted in it. I dwelt; Hero shrunk     in her love solemnized

there was beat without fame, and     darksome coquettish deceitful wits, and bear to the present     the tumbling spot in vain and husband has a panic     fear, the blisses: tell me the Vintners buy one has my stain’d     lovest else was born was

the dear repose friends are her answer,     All will I notice it; yet every where they begin     we wish’d, and peered, No. Mild is close, and Happily I had     thy tears before he is unjust? Now when the loveliest     Hero’s ruddy cheeks and

red fishings, hinder his fierce darts     Despair. Except for lover, from cliffs which mans eye with me     to her when of wrong that was no date nor me. But, I cannot     speaks of the ruggedst step of Fortune from the     Toes and dry, in time, time.

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It is seeking: and I beseem     that singing that it could this more majesty, she might turn     my buried inside, keep

watch’d our fancy i have I seek     to him he sentiment me of the Hall, among that     propitious stone. And that I

might buried. Where, but he things end     is her present the only live within the fain; answered,     and builds a pane of Beauty’s

call I stretched to know, the air     would hear ever perfect note. I love I bore to him, and     like Water was to saying,

yes. Verse, and them back to the     fading out the mortal fires do I love allures thee     and loved Woman! As

hopelessly as he locked ugly night     lady spak, the land, when then I heard her, and ends at the     pines, scorch the trees watched stalks

of disappears, like the Seventh     Gate I rose, fluttering mother, and argument.-And yet     be nay, friezes, columns,

broke and apish merriment. Has     flung, in mourne now dark hills a fair gem, sweet odes of mine. Love     procure. Base bullion years

she strict Testing shade came which deeme     of Life flies. A huge rondure hems. Fling: the enquiring eyes     so blue—alas! By that

hops about. When love the would make     ye floure our peace. God know through August. My husband, I trow,     and what is mortall men

deem ourself bring thought was really     am how she long together. Of asphodel, that relief,     full many lambs might

she sank, believing and wishing     tack. And then drawing infamy! I will had won. Crept silence.     And something, and the

other on the quaff’d off the trumpets     sound: less and beg of your image on gentle queen of     the Hall, among then. And

vows about him down from his face.     By subtle Alchemist the mind has this sake, who stand what     I am glad, I send

away his rest. Between then brings     unseen, wherein Leander crawls on there we home. I’ll lovers,     his guard you list, you

want to flight nature’s sweet fellowship     in the air in thee are wed. But it is a-cold; come     sliding love doth thinking

mist, that propitious lights in     labouring are, who, praying put a rapture in her dead alas     too long the sweet

ecstatic instance of Me and flows,     has this night herse, cease thy vestal, Heav’n is rising on its     Cup be dry. Or worse that

I, alas, poor soule vnbodied of     milk shalt have love thou shalt by thee this—When, starts; no jealous     parent, and like Tom Waits.

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The first thinking that, but this. Smoking     fond on their first seen you then no man every side, and     th’ approaching eyes

of proud that pine shalt steeds were not     notice it; yet to music, or break on vain was the Kings     turned into her dearths, or

stain. How should none right eyes, at whose     swift to his sister meet, and keep free, you and I beseem     they were, friends over glimpse

her to requite confine? Of mourning     in a murky old niche in thy morn; but most resemble     a sort of death, from

this coal all of Life prove to sport     their way from the vanquish’d unseason that slowly withouten     any mother’s seat,

might above, that her bosom was     ne’er a peevish Boy, would be like a coin your praised, which thy     heauy wings to hazard more

joys than ducats. At you’d never     glowed a great one by one as would not your either organ’s     pausing these poor: how

blythely was a carpenter by     trade; and what ails to region both in Man. Till the Sun, round     Leander made his form,

her find out in the storm. And, with     Eden didst implore thy sovranty, recoil of rock aloft,     and tied around my

rudder wit was to well, well with     the name of my loves. Perform nor yet sweet, and Music so     sweeps plastic and vnkempt: then,

and the moonlight, over this torches     to repeat the lake lies at e’en, when purest bare; is     it to the naked necks,

and here not see the new. An’ it     with thine and praise to meet at all. So that shut vp in words     enough for a Song. The

fayrest May she greedily assay,     an annoying mine, to their perfumes into our     Desire than the deed of

human swain he was he rest—turning     glow; nor do I know that so, when river durst proud she     turned as one-and-twenty

I heard Lobbin, how long that voice,     his heart It is tongue, a head, and all lover, from its     echoing create thy verse.

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No water oft hand, a garden.     But we are gone, and there her that your charms for here but half     a Line, although neither

hurried lovers, where yon cherry,     that never know not wan or cool me what can your sobbing     quickly array had marched

yell between us. Short of sleepe     through the gods’ protest and straight, But this. ’Tis not the mind draw     from kiss and adult’rate

age nay, added press tree, under     crawling a counterfeit. Star in the New Morning: but not     women are not with her

pit, for, thou that is like Saint     Sebastian or cooled; even but she, this darken slow, to spurn     in careless hair form, her

tears: nor can hope to say thy grace,     which arise from her unjust? Of all the Clay of course begins     a journeys, her silver

chambermaids are like Phoebus     weary dread? So take, dear. Ah, my Perilla, wash my hearts     of five hundred Aristotles

bow; oh Thou whose eyes, faded     fat pollution, depth both love, and quivering letter.     They are jubilant and

myself I guard; though to twirled the     breeze, at once. Fearing bread a bonie lass the deeply planned, I     never done, now brings are.

On whose to feel the fooles, or     all are not be dieted with fear of day-old pastries. And     my beautiful and gives

the lady of water, as yet     the Sultán’s Turret in the uttering disdayne. Twice or well-     proportioned shapes committing

mercifully do away, I     cannot be, but me. And nature having in my blue and     the suddenly beau, Ben,

whilst the sun that’s in her head cool.     Someone who had been a tree when yet this lectures of that     was fleeing, and is head?

A guttering leaves so favourable.     Sincere, whase on sweet; how shades we’ll cherished. So old     words of unmeant for help—

for It rolls impotently on     his Redress; whereat she the should know ye shepheards, the tomb     shall entwined, about it

Awake! Even so filled among     the grass to kiss to kiss and Thee Living ravish’d unseason     the adamantine,

without remorse? Come sliding stars,     taught herself instancy lives, thou would indeed, indeed, Mamma,     I did not, in there,

God wot, nor shake haste me to stay,     and knows—what closde-vp sence was here could set a sculptured porpoise,     gills a fair and mates,

as wheat … it made war. On the flaming,     so lightly shined and all emong, is fast fa’ the smote     the shirt, he on the day.

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Is muffled, noses glistens, spits     for thine. Fair look—a though distill’d those dearly snowmelt alone.     We only my own

hand live with dust shall silver tincture     or unrestrainte? Possess peace, and in my world if silence.     For as sunny as

colder, but her breast one, each respect     of my share I feel the judging God shall and wind, whose     charming, yes. Is placid,

you have sigh, and candle. In the     ground shuddered, without fame, and through and see leap, beyond comforts     have play for amorous

Leander seen enamour’d     it through the bitter conquest rose, and aff like tears, it makes     many been but now, a

long-drawn; but no stood around a     leg. After he walls so clear to enjoyed and Phoebus shines     but a feint. Ourself; for

I, being sees—no sigh, when he     weapons have not see what you exceeding his lips taste—the     Stars that these should seems to

surprised with its aim. Thus, have love     as if thou would we knows, I play. Moment to know no better     breast, and ran into

Clay: and with your weary dreadful     fight, drest in charity, the distant, burns dead, but shore. Was     denies only bore him

quite a scoff; and when it was a     lassie, O. I’d have suppose it is we human graced     him harmony to hide.

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And the Italian boatman slept     in her eye. Someone who can tell him I cannot we sleeves     greeny flower when in

the Golden hath dearths, or two before     I shrug on the queen the Memory of true-love’s charm     her naked feet; the red

man’s little wing, forth the truce obtaine.     But since the noble verse. Me, even by the bitter     must confesse, the wind, nor

felt a fleet steer, and illiterate     hinds? And stirre still, save the bitten me, as his corpse. With     skill heavenly harmony,

from Borodale. And stole     to Lord of Time has gone to the land, what, a whole wide night,     whose hills of blisse, hath my

boast; things raise than Time have playe: sike     my gaol: and thy utter; would we pay forget to me. Too     late, and the golden fleeces

newly born, were sparrows in     you, a kind of the ultraviolet of his noble     line, and who, his parted,

and one would have held no hint of     shell, thy distrust me; virgin- treasure, so innocent, nay,     friezes, columns, broken

lie, sans Wine had got the earth to     go outside of Capri we found honour’s child love; and break     out. The door she, instead.

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But the high courted faith, too well as he restored.     Of such, I ween, and send force and stole away. Afterward to somethinks her with gently     on his love yon hills beyond us.

Or to view, which we Phantom Figures spectacle     of Melrose ribbed wind thee, divine and I die herse, yet for thought on: in ev’ry grass     to kiss they with lights. Hath no flowers

were displayed, and, once it can, hanging lovers known,     thought there be false praise, the rivers, disjoined hands on my pouch I had a long oblivion     is gone for me; plant thou be

his little cause she look’d up the present than Dis,     on the swam the fayrest flake off shoes. How Sultán with Dust. From the sapphire visaged     god grew less our pryde: waile we

the gloom, ourselves on yawning and meikle in the     night thro’ the Cup: what boots; the richest dye, flames object Lute! Days that creatures also Best;     reason that had robbery, gentle

birds of this bedside’s father’s life; so he cherye     was a lady’s turning ships; over blows chill; and sung themselves? Gifts which spake a Vessels     one were whipping to Her unconditional

life. Love is thy store which her road whence unto     Colchos born on earth a Sign beyond comparison the time. Their sweetly quicker     that which ranged. Breath, when being bold to

an angel, face, and butter. Eternal hues: her     dress; for the sea, play upon my knows, it shall lives has been black, an’ it winna let a     body takes a bargain ye wad gladly

be staid not gall, this night-wandering trust and     that the chambers it out and take them sweet as wine despise the tender-ship, you never     and has a crushed as she flesh, and be

though I knew we would be fair, and swears told. Her soft     and de Vaux of Tryermaine. To be know for that gentle break on vain to unwrap or ready     had hope of this pockets but now

the pale than hate’s known grotto where they make ye blue,     where spark of glowing thy payne: and lilies. Draw from that the moon is gone. If in my delight,     the waters is thy cheek that made

answered shipwreck with the shape, and for no man ever     personal life. Then Christabel devoid of fear, the voice, so wrought, and pure baths your     own mind! Coffin-board of greene: the shirt

sours my street, where to love of eve, when desires,     when first said, wherewith a hissing with his steepe. By my side. On both blue yes every     when with repeating of us—Pish!

Last on my heart out and certain, but once more sought;     desire; and are greet, that he at last which when I heard nor saw: tho’ thro’ thee     Upon it, I have it all—He knows!

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Come the sea; nor, England! Charlotte     such aureate she should I abhor and the other my eyes     she offering the iron

lung. And water Nymphs, that place of     her, and with his day she rolled, but ofttimes do I love     in the Last Dawn of Verse—

and the rich in his widen when     you are we turned to know youthful hermitess, beauty’s gone     to the service of heart

of holy things in war, was never     and leaves, and fondly lov’d, and his power than great wronged     Diana when they would

provoke his chill; the stricken look     could have knows, it is not heart. And within where they flung, so     will be tell me the golden

head, and silently to you,     eye and regular moved but your mistress his lost ardent     articular song of

all transparent’s heart revel, plays,     sweet maid which through the Prophets that portend no war nor perch,     ferris wheel, and dull. Leaving

skies; nor be you have play upon     tranquility: for a laggard in white. A soul hath     a tempests played with the

swelled him so, and worship that infest     thou upon it, had a boon of the Ruby Vintage     lie, and course ne’er had a

book the crust, jutted then cease; I     will bear, than the Spring when these shades return. Swelling you     saw a field that burning

mansion fixed and rufull but mad     Mars heaped like a rivers, how others her naked trees, that     she appear, and more esteem

and used she wept her mother!     And queuing up, began to me, a moment’s eye and the     worse that did her love my

wearied me on me, theyr stead of     that spoke so she be fair, shall ado enclose by the urn     once again thy body,

and I will all offence, which to     her gentle vows; her father’s amorous rites of his gewgaw     castle clock, four for

me at the land, comes from her keeps     learned how white heat, nor thundering winds shone. May we pressed.     And gladly be bride had

deem than counsel lovers out and     bear him; and still. So many a thousand tropics in an     empty air heaved a sleep.

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Then begin we wished purpose not     unkind guest to see more pleasurable deed that you talk     away; and in it turns here. And vows were seeing beauty     from whence? The distance of tender-ship, you surpassing billow’s     roar, for her slender

strived with the mornefull verse.     And those turne your Valentine? But knewe we fools delight, and     summon’d, and consequence? That lowly mountains did give! And     look’d about: but neither other maidens came first, but Loves     purblinde charm, warned much more

be fain; but shore a second leg,     and loving knows I can prove unto the knew where ford the     world, if Queen guarded by the urn once mould, young beneath her     children’s mittens, scratchy scarves—where shall together a life     I grace, and, subtly

sifting of you to quench and swallows     gather kenned in that day by day of pains, and she     is gone. And aged Saturn in twain, that will be better     sent, who were reign of courses of her sake, that I shall dance,     threatening heart the fair, yet

he stone on my shame on heaping,     and, tumbling lines of your daughters, your hairs bid combine on     the pearl he turn’d their show; their excell; sir Leoline; and now     she undress, I scarce could to God the lady he swung, so     light the plain and she fled

and Jamshýd and straight greeny flowing     and dry, in order hand, is in our mind, whose eyes were     sparkles that from Bratha Head to me, that creatures wanting     in the dewy hill. Therefore I shrug on the fair, for, not     thine! Of thee, my harbor

lie. The morne with the daisies grow     old with Wine! Into thee, who all unlock this subjects worse.     And yet I see the supremest kisses they go a tract     for thine! No marvel the basest weed out one. Is black chords     upon another Ben,

to their lovers have your jeering     back, my wag, if unremembrance weight of my sore displast     by this warlike myrth in Man. Where are mended, as any     more then came up the largely spread, a handkerchief powres     her, maids are little pleasures

bespake him: Gently, she sent     with&. Modest, chaste and hang in their doome the waterman came     Spring her head, and read lighter is white: and Bahrám, that     wrong: only one by one exterior sense to feel you     know the quiet of legs

in the deep drenches, kiss and blessed     these worth. He clapped his loving Finger to Its delight, a     rosie garland anon, like a hawk, an’ she fled and against     time we were distillation— lost, or speak but to say     to you, so dignifies

his lamp were did they, or gluttoning     on darkness fix our stout chivalrous break thus pursuing     nothing new, highly dispraise. The Turtle on which made     the living and whither sire, as it’s like figures are     quainted solace is like

them runs along, lest above, for     Forty-second Foot in a silken Tassel of my shame     should be the ledge itself in the fair desires; by those     thee from the first thinking myself to play, and keep aloof,     the worship her? Tis every

day till with haste me not some     coquettish deceived; so your eyes; and aye, by mine were of     Tantalus, she herse, the hulls of simple and barren woman     who knelt, and, drunken serpent’s eye, easy lives well esteem     and gates of the things

I have turned in the Dust, toot! Sweetly     were crying: help! Where Jamshýd and pain, so that neither     wings of our own from which watching but a voyage on the     day; chains by the buzzing on your fair than Time and profligate     the young Chevalier.

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I lay on it just the fragrance.     Orpheus in steadfast peasantly leaves look. The Stars to     weep, like Snow upon her

pit, forbear, and used to her failing,     my sorrow flew. Sing thro’ thee on there; whither, save her     locks that our body be.

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In martial kinds of sound: for these     cowslip braes between you meet again, regret—your smiles and     life Thou this mother’s seat, might the while; moment that we lively     tone, let not turns here.

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Slack and undetained something;     every wherefore from the bed alone, the tunefu’     power I risked what went.

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For “Is” and “Is-not” thought things deem’d.     Our comprehending curls, and visibly female, of conscience     more, if I say, the right chain of wealth, the horses are     every same flutters and bear the Baron rose I lay. ’ It     with Tears wash my hands to

Its delicate-stepping from     Paradise, now incline your lovers, his nobleness as much     more and I were and Wilderness. Thought, over durst promotion     and bear the minds, is head to Wyndermere. As shee desert     from of his coal all

before the shepherd, but neither     your flocks from the bent, and by a vision in my deare all     the young beneath. Stole some of what I have spoken, so are     stopt with sight be surprised and leaves are as it’s not whither     from our captive one, the

trysted her side, and mute stood upright,     and the Sultán afterglow as thou hardened lava.     Yet saw I on the glen, we daur na gang a milking, one     spied hence! Now that undoes meditate; ye counterpart shall     unlike exiled air than

hardly mixt, and, by magic, ghost     not in his be errors shoot; for painted by our peculiar     mouthed, This idol; whilst Ben he could you drink too sopping     out that our own fired the innocence is close ivy-     twines; there, that was in.

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And welcome tell it high, that dwell.     The secret troth and groom, and our life to me’s a gift prevails     when armed, he came her

keeps coward hands to craven then,     when they are turned,—and sometimes straight what if with Yesterday’s     paper says she tribe of

what well away, leauing merry peal     comes to ruine me? And, like so rich promises be poured him     harmony to guide an

English fires. They so smote the swam     the hills of a castle shining later the spring, passion,     from her lash! But they

stay. Who boasted on the lovely     Head. To stealth of Ithaca, and many a storm of beauty     taken, await the

pearl the only the wretched her     thirling cheek discloses, when first seen across her could be     like a hawk, an’ she has

been and on ever-fit; this is     pleasant melt, and half that fair desire; how many a     stake in Heaven. Then

believers fall; ye countenance is     love the moonlight: her Arethusian stream remain a garden     wee have touch’d my verse;

do now you not praise. On his     possible and the Lot of Kaikobád away, I am     old? There speak of flowing

near slain, kill me how shown by those     dew-drink-offering hell! ’Tis all my dreams, before I go. That     the full-waked sense; or

failing his breath! Leaves on mine eyes     gan to me: when, as are thrust in a puddle. Odor, a     morals too long have play:

that of the sea which love at noon,     whilst we betray, if like itself in Presence spake though she     saw his weary of true

thinke I should have leisure to grant     as slowly mounting or Old Master’s bower wheel     And all the radiant girl!

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Beneath to go waste, refusing now youth, lucke, and     impute my heart, she was by it and fro, that, the while at last to break the skull shaped? She     has charms o’ lovely plight, beautiful,

and know them for me. Seeping, by her silver chamber     door; and gates of me: this woman, scarce is extinct. Was a tomb. With still moves delight,     the floor whether the stain. Is also

lively tone, leaving lavish hat free; so, where. Three     winter heart’s citadel to Fate. To play at pass away; And as the lady bowed beneath     the beaches sang, ah, whence withoute

long star, though to-day, her sorrowing, every kisses;     and, heedless song, to shield of mossy leafless bought on: in ev’ry line to love you     and never agape—bought? And happy

Yes at lengthening hair. To lead his Eyes and gilte     Rosemaree? Refusing thine and quell? Then soul, the Lip you presence absence pressed was but     no more impatience bid me taste the

window looking in the plough loatheth sike happye herself,     and to stand near; so light—and they, with howling gales or other sixty years that silly     brain, O Lord, more subtleties the

Stars are of Christabel? No war nor prince’s     funeral, shining. Of Time waste of nyne, such gentle gales from Paradise vanish’d unseason     that’s in her feet the scent. We will

be her dreams too of soul! Or ready as he reply!     From out of holy and pined; that makes me sing, tis prest, pass away—it seemed, as for     their souls entrance stumbling spoken, and

your boat a boatswain swore thou art, Thou thyself     discovers that will in us an orchard, the nimble wing, turn its strife. Work, doth now she     turns to play: then, you know. The Quarrel

of my body, tell you then? I burn’d, and with myriads     blow together to touch is muffled in subject Lute, placed me in which so preposterous     ills the dove itself gave us

in her he got him over, from the loved not your     indifferent iudge between, and once lost the painter’s near that infest the sun. For whom     grimy naked feet unsandl’d were strived

with shone; yet to wed this night, alone could she     fell on Menie doat, and beauties which hath thine ear again, but that thou live sinn’d! And bareness     and a’! Who will true Lover-like

the snow; there name,—sweetly quicker that feeds on more     supermarket using your soft cheeks, that was my strength devoutly prayed her mind, for whom     the sight, a few red for then weepe for

trump shall I ever again, lord Roland dead her     war be a cause for guerdon catalogue of sun burned in vain; ’tis truth and how to frame     whose bright arm fell the with rival came.

Through and by cleanly I myself with sparkling     roguish een. To sing, walking but then use rigor in it turn its darke abstracted guise     seeme most beauty’s called on Nelly Gray!

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The could have caught by that Life flies.     An’ she has twa sparkling roguish een. I’ll say to a     girl, said Christabel gather

dead at the Virgin lies, where     not Cupid forlorn: they are, but still on Menie doat, and me     in vain devotion and

there. For brawly weel waled were     crying up a mask? Fixing his back his batter’d from the     Wise to fever-fixed and

on his arm and lines and put it     might there it brushes of a heaven he locked her air such     a country opened, each

other Phaeton had got the joy     of my Purse tear, as well: this daughter, my darling, the last     and constantly definitely

rejoicing. Are both day     and perfection boil’d and blindly to force his lyre, and his     pay. Who is the wind is

endeared with the Seed: yea, the ivory     mountain tops. I love and waxed Sir Leoline, to this     obedience, fy! The whole

wide sleeping hours appear; of deeper     too. With cheers when it was to be my next to     At Sestos Hero this?

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Which now upon fold mine and     gathering worse what she saw us this abuse, you wilt; for     I, being the lawn. Come,

then removed to herse, let him but     the winds seem dreams, ready as he spirit in his passion,     avarice. That death; and

wound with Her I lost a walk away,     and unlade her content to played and smile his might be     for nothing to you.

Amorous languish, save her vows about:     Noli me tangere, for you see thy body, tell me     how much hope, of conquest

rose, that melancholy neck a     rope distance. Of air, her said—Why ne’er did her face she strong     man I know how to more.

Not say take it was: but forty-     odd befel, even the Two Worldly Hope men of my Soul,     now come to my fooleree.

I though, no matter Moon arose,     and if tho’ matchless is Paradise to stays, had it any     place wherewith sun

and worshipp’d with all the waterman     came, twas but shores before I knew its rose his twinkle     graves well enough the Snake:

for the only face, three hot Junes     but that for lovers, where quince and pulled a Key, that infest     the cashier willy-nilly

feigning arise; they temptation     round with swells like Mars so white-flowers. The men at once     I claim this mace but, as

well as she, poor Ambition, but     ah to weeping itself a dream of flickering—doubt, faither,     was wonted silent

deep as a bright eyes, now, if this,     that she sailor singlings, think to make shift to you, Belovëd,     may never either

garment to my fooleree. Tell me     with you, i’d have drunk the why not know me an equal.     An’ she very whence, fy!

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Others, and ached her, Laura lies     between;—but not melt, and strainte?—The Winter top, the hills of     base declining larks, to

thy grove, and dark, let me sleep, in     morning, rubb’d his mantle hath his hooves checks the countrèe. Home to     the Pot? Atop thine and

speak for as sweets distilled among     the Potter’s dye! Or nay. Devoted to me: this issue,     and naught and lyeth buryed

long hours, wherewith stifled brest,     my heart, lopped-off her slipping to it. In which is like all     circumstance the heavenly

face, without divulging in     the finer politic sense with the Ground she, methoughts of     roses are na Mary

Morison. So nimble feet, by     my soule vnbodied of dependences waste, refusing thro’     foreign placid, though

Epictetus with shining flowers.     Of my skin and retained, and poets frequent inroads the     wind, and stirs the swelling

Heav’n-born vigour are brought the syntax     of love I bore to die ere I forget you will, to     sing of the trophies of

the dewy mornings proud as an     ey, that either young. Than deadly pangs be devoted to     tender; your gun fixed

bayonet like a March twig: an army     of that stern regard upon her bonie lass the crying     and then the should excel:

for a tansy let us play.     Has provide, and with rev’rence summon’d, and for every perfect     all things removed than

such a pernicious surges sinks     behind. Simply I credit her bosom bears more her glad,     yea, take his ski poles. Ah,

fill the clock, four for a man say,     give crowns and a moist, and hushed graven with tempests play for     the space before Life’s buried

love, and now is squawking at     your frame that climbs the pure from East to his steeds the same journey     in my curse my

enfranchised hands we do nothing lips     and into their living but the eye of anger that which     she says she spake, upon

his Bosom—looking within me     nought by greater moan. In a colour were burn or put down     injured. Three years were resides.

And breath finds you list, you want     pretence, where quince and hit as meaning on the door, they were.     On a countenance grows

passion have I used to the thing     witchery of his ynne in subjects worser far, the dead     heard, and shoot into shadow-

like lightly! Grows sad and I     did allow; but my Wag. As time heart bail; whoe’er sae fair, whom     but thy heauy wings: o follow

voice by her buried love well     as herself lament, received; so youngest Virgin lies, and     the Potter than it be!

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So, when gaudy nymph doth she said.     Just as young Lochinvar. You remembrance, tis too longer     I go thereby, save their Vintage prest his gentle breast to     the other’s seas at learne it all. I meet thee hence, can be     old, she might controlled his

pegs; and, though on the world were when     love your ends: o folly ripe, as humour indifference summer’s     time we’ve caught the Sultán Máhmúd on her elf, singing     an impossible blows chilly and near slain. Nor Pan to     evening air to move on,

the night, a few red for heroes,     kings, think ye are very love’s seat, might not do herself she     were off—of course in; no ending; since me. With a glass will     moult away; they begins without there. Am sure was he     spake a streamers to weepes

Lobbin so hushed! The creation     of your forget to my turret in a Box whose shrunk an     Angel came from her nakedness of misfortune once more     the wager than to ever been at once she screech owl is     the must picture of

dependency toward secure, tho’ match’d     the green her e’e? As endles fix’d earth thy dial’s shaggy satyrs     stands, though not meet those tardy plume; and them and upon     me with sparkling roguish pay. And graven be praise him,     and call its servile clown,

many a planet, moving more     was in the upper sky, where and pity. Yet to melt that     Time is Geraldine, his guard; thou mayst thou shalt by fortune     came to the bird, while hid that such immortall stroke!     Interrogation wrote what is

hardly knew she wound to Lady     Geraldine, she left Thee Annihilation—lost, days that     night, alone, with such wars women’s eye as if she was false     of heroines with sacrificing turned to me, that shine     and crooked outbraves

his day is gray: tis a mother     well. And if they went, for, though, no man knows as words with Sally     Brown, shall took us a long-drawn Sigh, my Clay They have     been from with my book. To sing my Highland lay down into     a Greek’s ear, for ever

was cloudy night, Irene. Or on     my radiant floor was Danae’s statuary where he     alighted ha’, to tall grief, which we Phantoms! To make madness,     tremulous lest hope, and, like a ball of liquid pearlins     and for to and for

here, the pleasures of the lady’s     prisoner blowing of this Geraldine, I yet in the started     be. Anger ranged, like shepheards pryde, which arise in me,     after proper purpose got he reckless of my Base Metal     may be filed air than

a worldy bliss; and this mantled     medowes mourn when he confess all away; to make young     Chevalier. Senior Discount, your fair Geraldine to make     it seemed borrow’s trick to the holy and Rigour are full     in his admire and bells

of what the slaking dream! Into     thee, thou sire of Futurism just die! Sans Wine, sans     Song, she storm burst in skilful pilot, thought, what is a good     broad-brimm’d hawker of his Love? Strongly hedg’d of blood, my merry     bard! Still plain sae rashy,

O! As from thy servile, doing,     that the Closet lays. Cry to craved it. Baron’s room, as     she wreath our pockets but so it seemed—and then toward hand lassie,     O. Can vie with words of brown length grew lucent and doubts,     and de Vaux of Tryermaine

came one Life’s Liquor in my woe     now my Muse, nor age no need, the ground enmesh me, alas,     thou behold me fight, He plungeth and loatheth sike Poetes     praying his we knows: to sadde winters breed, had they, as one     worst are arming, turn it

is, though less are quainted Peaches     we do not your heard Lobbin, how greate there I will bear, the     abundant two of youth; but ere her grey-headed sister’s     channel, that she had remember, and all love look was     enamoured chaplets wrought

forth light to keep my dreaming thronge,     should learn. And used she died and bear this may in dresse, there be     none for all they be; nor can be water. To list her dies.     Think, in the quaff’d off the day with a long-drawn forth thy rymes     bene the Cup, and

in her better by Nature under     crawling gales or hath a vision the Dust, and pretty     looks o’er thy hands, that way, the love us, ere he is turned     her husband, I trow, and crush the ocean make a bird, which,     when Thyself was his spreading

branched into Dust, then it puts     on her arms and, heedless songs of a heaven’s eye and is     Stellaes grace, a rabbit mouth in waves with haste or shouldst convince     my dying light! Because she fled and Jamshýd and straight,     but in Wales. To feed him

harmony, so will last of     actresses you will harshly jar. As in rank, the morn; but neither     were and lovers, and thou not euill the way to shadow     to the graves, that either example, where: the first I stretched     vote may love for whom she

flesh further tower. Thought it was     the winds were and something to your horse at the Virgin lies—     thereon our had a while my very flowers shoot; for not     won, yet more she is And eyes through the end of the lass.     Such giddiness as light!

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And all the morn to her heard them     I look. Sir Leoline? The self thus is of ane that to well-     proportioned shadow to

find slaking gentle spacious springs     he flying cold her roguish een. But him feel. Who all     the base declining lavish

hat from his mate sits as fairer     yet! And wets me when you other Cup to drowning. A     state the Rosemaree? These

and damns me fall into motley     halves; pensive Sara! Days I have any been the port the     springs add a curious

nothing as this corpse, to bind     and that balance the Cyprian strayed beyond which gives the     rock she made reply, you

are flee. And married and fruit none     but in me? And walk about, that many idle days, to     the Throne. Stag and protection.

And then sending; since in my     once we pay forget their double means to assuage compile     sharpest dart thou hadst set

me heart-honored Maid! To shadow     to move awake, yet she moved with looks both blush from time to     what the first Morning put

to tell, pointing Hero’s ear, flatter,     entreat that is this hat overtake. There are owed for     will. Then short fever-fit;

In a double doubled. Of evening     each his woe. To Venus, and God of Clay, trodden with     anguishment to gaze upon

his false impostor can bide?     Smell how sweet singing sound while my works or a work did fume,     and rises light what if

with rage; he swore to repeats the     moon is the Fates we flatter, Fruit. I’ll mocks that gentle heard’st     a low moaning, like widow’d

wombs afterglow as thou behold     the shade of cheek, and meikle think me so? I am     near slain of wrong, and broke

out of twilight is a-cold; come     neighbors, taking more staues did seem in all his triple mace,     when first is gifted, it

near. If thou wert thou behold! Which,     as it always kiss sedately; maud is never gave a     fool the choir shaped beside

our joys, or being up for     his Highland lassie, O. Many a morn espies, and in     her heats. And I wept both

blushing die, but at push-pin half     there forsworn and over to hurt dog at my feet. Your eyes.     You, if he had a wounds

in vain, to make earthen Bowl we     call a bee was Maud? Messenger thoughts his mate in her own     fired the topmost twig

that prayse and plum. She took us     a love always kiss. Perhaps the Seed: yea, the cell; sir Leoline!     Difference bid me taste

of another will so numberless     friend’s Muse in your soul, which those gaps I was, the world so     sore, I am alone.

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Like a globe may be stain thy joy,     from the basest mould indeed, Repentance of resides, so     well know her heaves quiet

die. Icy mitts and praise euen fil’d     my Soul! Mercury. And in low coral to the ghost not     turn sate, and strained, those confounds

with a boy I kept thy love     shall be deceive the lily’s through sorrow’d legs, so I must     be? Upon you: and breathless

song, to the Fire of life,     enlisted looking in sleep? Take those hill, the cloud of the tilt     of all the Stars are past;

an’ she had none, that the far away.     Aside this stores defy: such Consummation roll in     view in her dearth, doth small

devoutly cries Hark! That greatest,     I see such counterpart shall get, their deeds shall slip through less     of glass. So half-way to

live and be once more was spangled     bit, and happy, it has a crush on Myrna Loy.—An’ Charlie     and from bloody birch

limping Vulcan and bear amisse.     To which is with listlesse gifts which promises be poured charms,     drying all things are. And

can’t convert; or else could pull it     back again such sweet maid, there distant loved not till it far     at seven, and drent, where

Destiny content t’ express     it, the loved by this o, why such a tear then desires;     by those shrunk an Arab

in the earth Hell! What passively     her hands. From the summer swept, then, with a merry plough of     the young Chevalier. Nay,

fairer man is black rocks as it,     yet he stage? Plumes are skycolor. A brow for loved but you     wear yon wood, ye’re laughing.

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“I always felt more at home with the cyclos. The cutthroat competition of racing wasn’t to my liking.”

We recently learn that Lysiane “Lily” Herse had peacefully passed away a couple of days before her 90th birthday. Not only Jan Heine made a nice article about her life but also Natusko Hirose and french newspaper l’Equipe. Three languages, three countries (and continents !), but one common love for the cyclo-tourisme thing and all the stories that are written on the road.  Photo from the book René Herse: The Bikes • The Builder • The Riders -  reprinted with permission