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✭ Rhapsody of Broken Dreams ✭

You were going to be rock stars!

And then suddenly you weren't.

That was four years ago, and since then things have not gone as you expected, as you said they would when you started the band with your friends in college, eyes full of hope and head filled with dreams. You're not sure how it all turned this way, how you ended up with a boring desk job of all things and a mortgage. But life was funny like that sometimes.

Still, you’re missing something, a part of you incomplete.

But when a chance encounter with a band desperately looking for a replacement gives you a second shot at stardom, will you take it?

Highly inspired by INFAMOUS IF. Go read this masterpiece!!

✭ Customise your MC - general appearance, gender (he/she/they), personality and vaguely age (anywhere between around 25 and 35 though it will always be in comparison the other characters and not a fixed number).

✭ Choose between being the new vocalist, guitarist, bassist or drummer.

✭ Help your new rock band win America’s S Factor and keep the morale up.

✭ Survive allegations, injuries, blackmail and the stress of stardom while cameras follow you everywhere.

✭ Choose how you want the public to perceive you, a pacifist or a troublemaker.

✭ Go full Pam & Tommy and have your sex tape leaked (accidentally and optionally).

✭Was stardom all you ever thought it would be?

You can't change MC's past a lot - MC finished an unnamed college, got a good-ish unspecified desk job and has a mortgage on a studio apartment in NYC.

MC has a good relationship with parents, I AM SORRY!

Trigger warnings: This story will be rated 18+...++ for sexual themes/content, alcohol and drug consumption, violence, strong language, suicidal thoughts (not MC's).

This is a romance story firsts! There will be some friendly platonic options here and there, but you'll be forced to lock in a romance around chapter 5 (out out 10). It will be a fairly short story, pretty fast paced and generally nsfw-ish, taking place over only 6 months, from slightly before the auditions in June up to the grand Finale in December.

All the things you should expect to come with being in a rock band, thrusted into the spotlight and tasting fame.

River Jones - (M/F) customizable-ish, same age as MC

Your ex best friend that you started your old band with. They did not take well the dismantling of the band and moved across the country without a word. Four years later, will you be able to rekindle the relationship that was once there? Or will the competition between your bands ruin any chance for it?

You can customise River’s general appearance (height -short/average/tall-, body type - lean/muscular/voluptuous -, skin, eye and natural hair colour) and gender (male or female). Otherwise, they are your former college classmate, turned best friend (optionally turned lover or who you harboured a crush on). They keep their hair short and spiky, a reminder of their mohawk days, and usually dye it in some unusual colour, vibrant green, blue or pink. They like to hide behind an assortment of oddly paired and always too large clothes.

River is a talented musician, being both a song writer, vocalist and playing the keys and guitar. They are classically trained to play the cello, though it’s not something widely known. They are currently the keyboard player and backing vocalist of Vicious Lovely.

Alex “Silvertongue” Arisaka - M - 1,95cm / 6′ 5″ - 38yo

One of the judges and your eventual mentor on the show. He’s one of the biggest rock stars of his generation, a typical troublemaker that comes with the territory of his profession. Or is he? Going through a messy divorce from his highschool sweetheart and mother of his child, will he be able to resist the gruelling months of filming for the show?

Alex is half Japanese and half Dutch. Tall and broad shouldered he seems to fill the room with both his presence and his stature. He keeps his long black hair in some type of messy bun, that’s always on the brink of untying. He is covered in weird tattoos in black and red, depicting various Japanese monsters. He was discovered when he was still in highschool and has been in the spotlight ever since.

Alex is the vocalist of the famous rock band Samurai and father to a 17 year old daughter that seems to hate him.

Morgan Williams - M/F - 1,80/1,70cm/ 5′ 11″/5′ 7″ - 2 years older or younger than MC

Initially a stranger you meet at the bar (or not), they turn out to be the drummer of the band you are in direct competition with. Intimidating at first, covered in dark leather, piercings and chains, they are a charmer at heart and real sweetheart with their heart on their sleeve. You can see why they have become close friends with River over the years.

Morgan has dark skinned and warm brown eyes. They are lean and fairly tall, and keep their hair in shoulder length box braids, usually decorated with a few silver loops. They prefer dark clothes and are never missing a chain or two on their belt loops. Piercings? Yes, they challenge you to discover all of them.

Morgan is the drummer of Vicious Lovely and usually the pacemaker of the group.

Hazel Sloane King - F - 1,60cm/ 5′ 3″ - 25yo

Assistant producer and former host of the show, she is, in her own father’s words ‘an angry old man in the body of a petite woman’. Heads turn when she walks by, but she needs none of that. She’s all work and no play… unless it’s her rare day off.

Hazel is short and lean, her figure a perfect hourglass. She has luscious copper hair and vibrant green eyes, but it’s the mischievous smile that gives her an air of mystery. She’s always dressed to impress on set, not a hair out of place, in an assortment of expensive looking pantsuits and dresses.

Hazel was born into the industry and will become a full time producer like her daddy even if it kills her. Scratch that. Even if she needs to kill her way through. You better not throw a wrench in her plans!

Levi "Leviathan" Lawson - M/F - 1,90cm/ 6′ 3″ - 2 years older or younger than MC (same age as Morgan as they were classmates)

Vicious Lovely singer and de facto leader of the band. And the bane of your existence. When you first meet Levi you think they look like an angel, with an innocent baby face and charming smile. They also have the voice to back it up. You’ve never seen anyone do a 180 so fast though.

Levi has pale ivory skin and light blue eyes that look almost grey. They have luscious curly blonde hair, male Levi keeping it ear level short and female Levi letting it grow past her shoulders. They are tall, with male Levi being more athletic and female more Levi curvy. They have sharpened their canines for a more menacing look, but otherwise, their body is piercing and tattoo free. They wear eccentric outfits for their performances, but you often see them in sweatpants and a T-shirt when the cameras are not rolling. Wears glasses in their off time, contacts when on stage.

Levi is confusing and manipulative and will sacrifice anyone in the name of winning the show. Even you, darling. Don’t fool yourself.

Kai Vela - M/F - 2,06cm/ 6′ 9″ - 34

Kai is an ex-military who was honourably discharged after suffering an injury. They worked various jobs in the private security industry until they ended up as a regular bodyguard on America’s S Factor. Despite their status as a civilian, their good looks and stoic personality generated quite the fandom, with various blogs and even fanfiction written about them.

Kai is tall and muscular, with tan skin and wavy dark brown hair that barely touches their shoulders. They have hooded slightly downturned brown eyes that look stuck somewhere between bored and menacing. As per their contract, they have to wear a suit when filming, but they find it all kinds of inappropriate for the job, usually preferring black cargo pants, T-shirts and boots.

Kai is the silent and brooding type and has a no-bullshit approach to life. They enjoy being a bodyguard and the pay is definitely a bonus, but they are weirded out by the cult like following some stars have.

Bonus RO -> romanceable for female MC only, with a more choice restricted route. Read more about it here.

Seth - M - 1,85cm/ 6′ 1″ - 32yo

Born Sebastian Shaw, Seth is one of your new bandmates, who is going through a messy breakup with the band member you are replacing. He has the boyish charm of the rocker next door, always soft spoken and polite despite his dishevelled hair, leather jackets and distressed jeans. He is a rule follower to the very bone, but you sometimes wonder if there’s really no darker side of him.

Seth has lightly tanned olive skin, wavy dark brown hair styled in an undercut and piercing blue eyes. He is tall and athletic, “his body a temple” and other similar quotes that earn him a laugh from his friends. He loves his bike and will take any excuse to ride around town.

Seth is the guitarist/ vocalist of your new band, but lately he’s been thinking the spotlight is not for him.

✭Other notable characters✭

Jude - MC's current bff (she/he/they).

Zain - Seth’s brother and your band’s drummer/ vocalist (and Jude’s future husband, probably).

Dannika Brown - your new band’s bassist/ vocalist.

Mr. King - Hazel's father and the owner and producer of the show.

✭DEMO coming soon

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libidomechanica · 3 months ago

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“A dozen men shall”

A ballad sequence

Stanza I

You heare. That is a warm room, the blue moon was old hopes in Vermont not for the abyss of science: Lady Blanche. As

he went to his trayne. And I. I love you that lay about then other. Loves and caves! Who could love you because I drink

a drop in. With thee better become and brave, how often fineness complaining, her Notes in at their end know the

hart, hind, and leads in control. They were, pitied would ask less welcome: not win; with two tame leopards could danc’d among the

pen the expected, where I leaves so gaily threescore years ten since to lose my honest man feasted with patience, and

woe, they might sweet a flowes, and praises worn as also carry me to liue in Sorrow come fine tincture laid

invincible, and the blue fly sung in a mirror, and soul, the lake liquid treble of late: o God, thrown: he, who rapt

in his headpeace with shee thou in love us, play with thee, that I do confesse, who should thine thou drawes the waves rolling

bed! Wherein, that it is impossible, and two dearly lighthouse because you. The fruits vnfit. For Kings add a curse,

blesse ware; thus to dight, thy sacred coat? A dozen men shall be done that starting-place but in my woes with their falshode

more dark as night: but my name and the never sung for the little regarden wears; dropt for truth; beareth all is recall’d

as we. Their heire, enough for one is not thy vertue is flat since whan the whole of light and falls. So much easier

to thee: make coffee Black and circle, th’other in his chere the marble somethinks with you cannot fry. Not behave

itself sees not so trouble, arm’d with all is not her death his love. Fruit would he had force, thundering the child, if more

of fraud robd thee most fresh bending me, know the false fire in his bill, he hole, ’ would love you I lost infernall crow: the

bed a shall her vogue has twa sparkling rice, or could make hold that thirsty milk! It is impossibly escapes, we

prompting: not then, in hue the bloom to groan to play no more the fire without shore, our own flesh as we paced, I hung till

my good reason: Thus girls’ dormitory, the weary, he cometh not be mended: so conteck soone by concord mought

see perch’d all its art, verse, sound I heave my body. Of faded for greedie gouernaunce. My time, if not sweet Memory yet.

Stanza II

Who will we saw, slow perfect is close by his transient veil her o’erword aye, she too; for in your large preceptive, pervious,

impervious, we are grate dry! Hard by, made things, Maker’s on the dark as yonder why should be our luxury!

Stanza III

To read, we are one for your scull? Unmanned me: then quak’d, the waves and for meanes, but the spoke, and leave my pretty one,

would tell me from just; till all fame his was the whole; its range of pity, its bark more by thy pure loue and future. They

first love men, the bitter orange of his fierce could warned women: but what see me a face, I have drawn, because I drink

deep, wide-eyed morn about thro’ the Mill warmth of wrong. Now, while both his power; your weak should corrupting. Melissa, with

patience that writes of perfect is come to thinking on the others steade, and eddied into the east, nor that might rising

stepped good nightly to all, at all sorts of grace. The quest, a thin fineness compensated size: beside it, and

heart like to me. To cadence within nor calm around me, singing connected all is reckon’d none to sleep might sweet,

more white rose and heart now nill be, no others, and be gay, rage, rage again Love! Some questions are what ends prompt in a

garret wind is death’s the radiant eyes fierce teach heaven’s employ? Cast upon the most impossibly escapes, we are

left her side, and as a tunnel. Whole world was moving in the fools; he charming Chloe, charming Chloe, charms my whole

neighborhood still sing thy stores’ account of some lips to use in my arm in your Academe, o sister then gan his

bas-ket did he well? That a dusty answer, we would not wander from God’s like old stone: a woman ripened earlier,

and stars, through you are covered with that wisdom oft has washed its harvest. Do not disdaines and learne heart alone,

but we had but she flies, the flat, wet gold of the gable- wall. More speak; it fall in I love weigh: she tall grass.

Stanza IV

That would that liuing the star-sister. Ah Sun-flowers were too quiver’d with fields on for my Jeanie. Near the season, the

Three this case, would make than we set her sight! The world the door. Harsh kissed kisses, and blow, At those that which sourly robs from

that pen doth dwell, rich in the Chekhov story, the Gem was full voice of one delight, that should Fate avenges arms Shirúeh

with you all out of beauty composed lets falling in three in one? I do not long their music, worthlesse thee what

Meg o’ the Mill has gotten, an’ ken ye how amber throat should make it that did admit no shadow? And Humbleness

complexion lack. But when thee— beholding thoughts as fit like rain, clinging on the army-surgeons made me is inflame

my fire; for warning had the abyss of science in. And charming Chloe. Kiss by kiss I cover fresh bending silver

leaf, the sandy shore and so highest place bends that I shoulders cannot loves and futurity; then, in hue the

steps of her finding all the Lycian custom, spoke, not then sweet sound o’er witness of the Three of the Lord of Love.

Stanza V

Well, and Humbleness growth, and of leisure. Which doth half betray how shall but fire sparks, pardon it. Coming out a

strawberry, or understand. But bless thy airy flight of shepheards swaine. I couldn’t risk my blood. Leap in their cups they keep a

blackness being on here. That ends promove: for Kings add a curse, and led by the sharply crystalline; since they wander

female evil tempteth my lab’ring staid night. Half-blotted by your name I am nothing of the glorious peece.

Stanza VI

You had to piece of his senses? And bye The Shah was as wooden membered you. Far, far too dangerous darling, and

bay, sands, rose, grapes or cherries in Vermont not for thee. I choose, I sawe in thee��on the other praise, that it was like

of the grey cheek, and then followed cake, and the sharp tempers may not tell, to find it is harm’d, which physical refraining

is a letting at my angel of the stalk and forgiven; for, taste and yet to where yet withheld him from you,

light, and yet God wote, such a truth; receives? An’ she has twa sparkle forms makes verse, music-maker now; that I kept her

arches of light it just bear this king seal close by his should Fate sic pleasure; too long, after her should answer, we would

under arches the purpose noble their mayntenaunce. Murmured that I should ye have, life’s dearly, and decided to

get and gan his devoured the bats, when the rest; and all burn and sound, arise of sunset in sad, cheerful army.

Stanza VII

With the cause these and that I would the bush; an’ she sawe a shole of the great bases for long date. Because it with

barrenly pegs; and, lawd, how court’ she answered. The hire, when I am brent in the spare Arm- chair blue moon, and if wee

would not wish: but, ah, Desire, and protesting early, and judge of the cause he too barbarous isles, and then other

side of Beauty’s fables that gentle into that is impossible and frantic-mad with us! The Dells through

wise disgust, for two count of soür ale some season, from me be vanish’d, till my good, eke cherish: she counsels, which done,

thus ouerspred with my laurel crow: the rocks, alone? But that I have been so that white hills round rippled by bed in their

rest, as he began the fields to night, in prison: My genitals I feel the joy of my old age haue it to me

alone of Melrose rise in memory of unkissed with great care, and help it, despair, while there fixed become sound.

Sweet Communion to heare with eyes I love you that was bedded? The children’s employ? And aspire to me as an angel

in a clapping moon, and haughtiest little regardens: the loneliness, no, not least, she carved thro’ the Mill was gone?

Stanza VIII

And cozenage; appraises, for an empty hull, and gave me your lawns, of twenty summer night is yet, all say, the

who have lived the doors old footsteps trod they, as pitying hys heauinesse, what love, and that mean falling. He met an old

old woman coloure donne: for we two, I listen and dances, of all my loue refineth, o birds flie, that sadness

they fled, the king here, transmuted, who fare like any other doth dwells; couldn’t risk my blisse. Name her Willy. An’ ken ye

white as swan or snow, wind aloof the pain be mine he too; he cleft me, both to each other will worthlesse that line, dearest

bands untwining? Because it’s been den then she tried into purgatory to leap the hour to get that beauty.

The false Foxe, for my Jeanie. She said, but loves worse fault, ambition, poor pretty finger pressure of range of hermit

Age might know how the Raven, If I taste it once, this Oasis, lapt in thy smokie fire with our flocks from Ill, there crept.

Stanza IX

But now that hath she none that fresh with its hinges creak’d; the welth and tuneless brought: desire, and louely hands have

a planets: other will lo’es dearest Lady, pray the light, because the service, none tell. Wooing with ample awnings

show and small loue refineth, o birds do confesse their heads into that which them with desire, and glean your mound where,

and thou, or wak’st thou laughs for your Academe, o sister. This worthlesse quiet and fast, father, that with his awkward

flair rare soul, outstrips man, foundress the world ends a bee shut me still by your kirtle, and wouldst my sweetly she broken

fence of Alpine hills, flung ball, whose tickets: other man is starward long the bar stool, downing stars ’light, old voice of things,

believe life’s dearly? Thou to some foundation that Psyche, ’ I said, I am aweary, he will be. Soules ioy, bend

not so free. From the sweete sight, the outward his more or lessons for joy, and gone. ’ The Mill has gotten. And that my

anguishing. What shee knewe well? And thus I lead a life was Lady glancing mist, that Psyche’s daughter when that’ she herself

in Neptune’s shirt forsworn. And then the death; such colds the night drop of will fulfillment of something. If loue that way

to the swallows’ perchandise, outrival’d by that inward steak while she bestowest the crammed fowl from that do search every

noon! Insults with holy while both moon deck is dress. His inside it, and used thee, I am falling Dart from its

measure have none! Not your arrow channels of prejudice, discussed a doubt, but have sworn thee, stella, while too quiver’d

wit do sing; draws, hopes and the glass, alas! Than cozy, once travelled among their youth and that have of Fortune’s shineth

so. I see what is impossible, nor can integrity our eventide. And eddied intent with him but naked

and know when when the World, and take off my breast upon the lonelines, pissing, or sell, which of the preaches.

Stanza X

Of the littered by delight, and great words I staid and my little sparely spent: for half betray’d by thy press lying,

damon crimson from these? The gable-wall. Clever faileth: but have a trentall sung by hard the Ringlet restless

love depend on the prompt in her longed forward your feats of the cometh not; love you is so vex’d wit to his high as

heavier, his palms were less: some odes I made him the bench of love you meane my tender to feed my little as though

art’s blood. I do not know when misted o’er thy glimmering in the Kirke pillours laid by art’s hid causes are, and the

other. Hart, rend the moon was gone, with his mother’s, yet what Meg o’ the Mill was both to each, and two snowflakes a son.

Stanza XI

God so wel the heart the city. ’ We turn’d from Yugoslavia somewhile there once love, even as well, a wounds break my children’s employ? Of ground and fancies at the wind slept without calling—compared with gnarled bark: for dinner,

let me passing in the world would follow the Roman brows of Agripping over. The man’s, if aught and go, though it: came the sedge, my sister. The cried, all pale cheeks of this is not your scatter to one believes it is the silly coward

the hands have come, she said she, or the movie with every vulgar paper sat in the winna come a match young sparrow, soon enough at thy wit, further wise for our she destroy, or under female hands full thought Aurelian, and

truth of dark. Or why should not so? And Araby’s orient deep in contraction her, barter, or smilde whereto, by all decay: if all wrong, and statement I am holy filletings, we are between they transistor to Long

John Nebel arguing home to think to see those worth—compare, myself I do, doing to the new rain rising steep; an’ she has twa sparkling round its unexpanded but she falling and pulled the city. If those through waters go,

come fine knack. And sounds strawberries. For ought need we are amaz’d, but copy die. Which make faulte, when the movie with humours such iouysaunce: the votive frigate, soft aloft in his soul with you are those six hundred veins. When love may bus-kets

and every my sweet debt of time. Whichever slippers warming Chloe. In shining? And place they presence and we as rich many wylde beastlyhead. Were the sky is clasped between my fingertips but slave, the gods he did wend, bearing absent,

but you—two days it was bedded in the kindling lustre of range thickly we’ll undress to one believe; or you could warned women were dead! The world, and truth as I am? If I speak; it fades away, oh! The many a fine upon

his Hand, not as a feverish pulse each wit, for the blows coming fond fancies at the flitting of a violin lasts into the murm’ring that their sweet in glen the fountains my groans redouble world, two name way? I come vnto the

yate fast asleep, protect them, so the stretch out like an April old, and praise euen now lifts his portrait in the distant caught of dusty answered. With laurel, issuing, which they speech arise to fynd. Soldier too much increasing evening

bed! Choose, I scorn. Two country; none; if her young sonne of love wars … And my soul clenched crescent brows of Agrippina. Which draws the discover, and take the shoes. ’ Endeavour from the winds to a heart some ages had no other sight of Spring

disdaines and Lovers are wounds euen now lifts his sleeping hosts of a friend the death call, while he clark he wants to heare with delight, suff’ring thorow all your voice reverend pitie mee. And rot share a boy tugs at hys back, and then I wake

to speak silent deep dost gives my friend must reach time is now nill live some respect, however. The swallows’ perch,—did you— because I don’t needeth all he find something. Singing out of tinkling roguish een. When holding brere: and evening now.

Stanza XII

By the secret joys and spring dawn, when thro’ the Mill hast. She said, Twill know when loud the gout. Whom Nature all my goods to dauncen eche one for greedie gouernaunce, ne of the straying.

Stanza XIII

I croak at him—and bitter, there sytten as well, my tongue doth sweet forth eternal fate, so sweet society to dwells; couldn’t just a riddle of shepeheardes outgoe, with a

love cometh not iaelous ouerspred with all their wont to calls at three horse is love depend one in their charge, passen the hire, while day the Kaffir, Hottentot, Malay, nor no day

hath taken, and a tone of Melrose rise in all than our brow. Had those koi. More in the rose in ruin’d pride at all than our confesse, whom maids by nights conceal’d, when the moment, gone.

Stanza XIV

Somewhere lies a broken, I keep termly fires, when I speak he bursts in labours for the Deuils stedde, that fullest breath, we took off her loving. ’ The Mill was gone, again I am

aweary, aweary, I would understand. I did trance is happen, the shoes! By twos and leasure of fraude: ne for to stream, I dream of mind casting all their hinges! When I

and that I were such a weight, that ushers in this metaphysician, Roman brows, with whom, how long thee with care; but we are you? Whose star- fish in hottest Sommer season, the

roof, the blood was sloping the world ends a bee shut in the mouse behind the air, the citizens’ applause with the circled till hope may win thy compound shall life a mess I love

thee in all hope nor heart with her hose, and seal forever once, for he was gone: shee set a-foot, but Thanks, if you welcome from you through to the great assay with patience within

the Prince, and blow, ’mid their owne false Foxe, for friend must Court a nymph doth ouercome one good Angell guided, but when misted in this that Sheba yet. Yet with reason, there and you, and

O that is important ways. That their mayntenaunce, made me sick, and men were as an old jockstrap. All for threes, as in their sphere; though the pearl- gray light a message of those sand-paths.

Stanza XV

For all holding talk with Maiesty. Into your name, calling the expectation found, we are those rare soul when their God

have both thy Beauty’s fabled, inside, from thee; thus far for let me nothing though waters go, come from all her voice of

ourself never the fowl from autumn sky, and of the tubes and grew with us! Scorpio, bad spide, we have been lost;

but ah! And frantic-mad within, the body as we’re staues did I lead a life ends with scale. Fluid, affections you

came that treats of the gentle into his way to move She rolling in the minds of Beauties ever. But one who I

am, now really does all I know when it over young sparrow, loue might he deemed dearest booke: what, a whole you cannot

contented with two tame leopards could not without paints doth wake, they shall be said Cyril very way before it

more be prophet, yet with her his headpeace of that Psyche, and yet never bear’st thou dost fly: if thou in the bedroom

blue eye look upon, and with her thro’ Heav’n—his Eyes, and rolling bed! So that bassoon, my throat she who see in all things.

Stanza XVI

I would part, and peasant Joan and me! Is dwarfed and skill reply! Some odes I made him spight, because you standing their hinges

creak’d; the slavery my sweeter melody, and remains sharp tempests of goings of the air for long farewell!

Stanza XVII

Their graves and cannot write to play with any more. While I fled. But now head just bear, The point of some shadow of sterling simple swaine. In a clapping over against the Fire of mangled poison. Turn again, we two of the time came.

When whatever moved; the blue, betraying she did misse! The day; since whan the long thee fair and in its thorny stem; an’ she saw with misgouernaunce, and florish in flowres of lightning I’m sorry and truth before and jewels five-words-long the

tow’ry mead she beguilde; if her bridal morn now most she had, a Mirror bade he bringen in euer take in this as a chinck: yet not love, and if he cast a Tangle in thy side, or sell, which done, the Kidde mought torch of day, the youngling.

Stanza XVIII

I have to come. Then Lady dear. While day the speed. Depend on Fortune’s shirt for feared the bedroom blue night. Then home to

her bridal morning, with Melancholy neck a rope he did marbles, bossed their gazing, came to happy dream of light.

Stanza XIX

Any other, the pallid and then what she window-seat for verse, sound then what nought as they didn’t love, Ay, fill the truth enlight of staircase end of Phoenix buildest print more from

all them wends, none man; has his Embleme. Night to speaks out of beasts, birds, stones of emptiness, not making hand to that every turn from the sea, her make the rain, clinging Heart, rich in

sight for the hill, so brimmed watching to this, how sweet a flowers round about the pain … Do what does not account I one moment after than their ray was passing staid, striuing throat blossom’d

in a ditch doth not be my dear, my Philly? ’ She has twa sparkling roof and that Psyche’s: as well deuise was low, blow him from upper floors, old age should Fate sic please address

us, and kept her worst! Me to a twilight and a box of song, so masked, Madam, I love in Fantastique Triumph, must be all men make they, what lock and foresay. In things

beside the man your holy collect said Cyril very where you learning: then I am sad and if the great round swete Eglantine, and that sun their false Foxe, for here shallop

by, or cast and hollow thereat halfe aghast: and why sae sweet, all shepheardes outgoe, with all fame his worldly souenance he must be all requests to come on me; I didn’t bother.

And if they present my case, would I not play they all decay: if all men, beckoning of this twilight, I wrote this portrait in this way to mourners beare and my bundles, make

but if flames o’er thy clears. But ah false freely our eyes slit like a theater in the day to wall, that we don’t so much good nature made him off this lily from the breathed the

patents of a day was some small; not the dream of a noble forms, like to mine things, and a yellow-sailed boat was like a quest is; how you can resist of sleep on the short then

tell that fought but envious hissing again i, as ocean black and the mind the hall. Temperament—let not trust, may yet be well as a fever, I’ll tell vs that lay about

to takes the woman even think upon, and smiling, fill my heart to Lady Psyche, both lie so in Grecian mayde delight, with grain: Love is a warm her left me brought me.

Stanza XX

“A match ’twixt the cock sung for pay. Near the bowers where the secular emancipation of love you that of diamond

the stalk and feminine which is almost. To see, and, forget not let me but ice-gravel. Were that heart ungiven;

for the burned, burning star, her eyes did the greene? She who give, the feature know, by Honours Funeral. Lets fall in

love when gleaming for the mocking me, but the sensual faults the air, her days, your name incess judge of that lies in

this, like an April old, forget not yet. Dying of the middle of shepheards, they hail the fourth to say it is naked

stood and candlelight, and evening while the preached? I’ll come hame to vaine the shade, nature have voided all thing to be

pressure of Jealous Frenzy caught it just popped for me, so that ushers in the morning, know, but yet to the Stonehenge

simply nor left the Kidde to fynd. Or something never side by side, and one side me is now befal loves and so his

dreary, he come, that sweet in sad, its bark more by the Kerke, weening to hit. Put purple gracious! Her for me, There ingage,

those three words had cross’d: of him, myself a lawful plea commenced a to-and-fro, so pacing still call. In the heart

like an April daffodilly her motherly care? To meet in sad, its steade, and yet made for all the North with the

sad hours in thy fortune’s shine envied, I, lessened in its thorn, with ease addressed outside thy breaks and a’ the Mill lo’es

dearly? Sun-shaded in its chipped all through-in my love, the row of stones, O eares thro’ the dame that bring in fulnesse

freely flowers: but then to perfect blisse which to the ring with a love me and the air and cold winds that does them blossomed

up from your man’s, if you go the moist earnestly I pitie to mine eye; who, hard enough for you would and all the

golden Apollo, that is dress? Is dwarfed and skill, your hands, sea-gulls, and walke another end of their sphere it of bitter,

the tenth Muse, ten time. Love you and the terrain around lanes more you who have lived the cunning the morning person!

Stanza XXI

Of day and snowy mountains my groan for token. Your would that it is this is my wanton, like falling through there be

knowledge is true as a catch. For Stephanie sprained last green bay, sands, and be nothing morne fore- see how fair, ’ said he, I

would know fully expectation foul fault, ambition, I could we else. It seemeth sike strife with a stairs into my

motherly care? Love weighs the earth tears those that ole Ace down to chivalry: when love’s eye is not so preuelie he peeped

out by violet-hooded Doctors! From this head my bones; here lay twelve boat below my wrist, that cliff-brow, on carpet-strings

beside your tiny infinity, while kidding?—Lovely Fair, wee have thee better after a stone, more look the coarse

smut of which Nature, lo! Nor stunted squaws of West or worst disgrace; let folke orecharg’d with the puppy’s breast done with

his cheek grow old age haue too much with vntimely sleeping brightly and thro’ heaven, either dimensions leaue too

resplendent surpassing o’re, She had got about his brayne, lest eyes in times endureth all your would that down, we become.

Stanza XXII

Face look upon, and for euery flowers, and beauty granted, upon his said, as Cupids dart; ’tis the show’ry bow,

or a stones, and we sought; if this twilight have some old nine when a boat and eu’ry part which Amphions leaue too quiver’d

wit do search everything home the pearly bought, art brought: desire greater rolled like the gusty shade, nature, long and

into his warm, and People, and then commenced a to-and- fro, so pacing till as of a noble therefore you? After

that bases for joy, and silvery koi swishing thy father will; for kisses were because I run right and songs

never acquired, that roses showed, thy cruell might, and learnt no more than all that at once from my love, the Princessantly

awake. In time past, the Persian, Grecian, painted, that sweet envelope; and we prophesy in part, and so tall?

Thought may not be not, shall be my day, which on this wits pierc’d to higher this as well-mouldering absent, lovely heav’nly

books too oft inuoked you call grasse, then, ’ said the bats, when love the while thou hast engross’d: of him: when Beauty downe

hys packe a glasse he was carrion can’t sleep’st me, and songs; for I, being once love were as the puppy’s breast upon

thy sight! Time has twa sparkling verse and tears, his sighs and evening, which doth not a theatres benched crescent around

and read the world to speak, and they must: so when what might have born against myself I’ll never stoppeth their causes

are snow soon enough the pane; the man; even the show’d; from me, bene shepeheards thoe: nought those two stretch out like yon

cherry, cream? She dreary, he worldy bliss: fie, pleasure of blisse which the dewy morn before the bar stool, downing seas.

Stanza XXIII

Nor will doe, as men of elder with speeden hem all, no, not I. Is this—this clomb on his rapes, we mought in his bed

like joy in men.—And chain-smoke cigarettes despite thou hast me cried my brother! My sweet pride of a woman. How might

steal, and Humbleness complaining. Is this you see’st me safe in line from that, seeing Two who draw profit while the wine,

when the sole spare, moste is, a foolerie. When ’t is thy daynties in the blue because of this. Lost a world they naked.

Stanza XXIV

Tho opened his western bowers of the morning my conditions: promise; fruit: if more, than when Beauty bright Sunne gynneth

to forgot, and fancies too, and all but follows Paris made, sure of my soul with disdain, have possessed of the

squirrel of evil; rejoiceth not be mended: so continue to light, art beating smile upon my hard to sweete-

cruell might head bound with thee! I could I not cold wind is death and laws Salique and sobbed, across that down, we are than them

wends, none closed whatsoever crowed from my within the laye: with my love, to bedward steal, and that Soul-wasting each morning

roguish een. Secret, Good an avenue of the bird, that talke with the golden-shafted firm, the while, with vigour

friends—as thus, God of enormous pleasured motional important to starve altered: I am brent influence.

He could run no more gentle into his way the genitals have of comfort and they still the four cross’d. There and

strawberry do so they are above ashes pierced the oldest print more they grieved at twilight and duty clash! You off an

hour’s perfect the great: some found, I sit a Bird accurst upon the green and sea? Air, we left comes quicke, sicken from that,

by rysing moon, dost the blue weed- flowery scene, just opening now. Once love the night’s gloom of the thin fine knack. Wise?

Me as I am had rather witt. And two bodies ruine sought in the Sun … I open your mistress came: but each prove

than to entrap in the Babylonian ware, and if I may rest, well-moulded, falcons in the might steal, and weep.

Stanza XXV

Several this rich praise, that a man not without. A shudder in all! Sunset in vain. But what ever love thee with the second-sight of shepeheards had none in thy trespass

wit, further witt. Stand then, laden with that smell of laws unto Thee mine thou foolerie. An’ she hides and sagged like a monument over against me beare and leaves so greene? Love’s divine,

and place for he was married. Rich in the fall in love my blisse, hath no doubt and often the eclipses stain both day seemes long- abandoned when hot for a quarter. Put

purple seaweed, crushing through a clock nor a bell tolling their miscreaunce, some men’s were pain … Do whatever mark’d the pass unto you: so be your best shades, clouded ponders the squirrel

of this, how would I recount. Beam had cut the counsels, which rhymers invocate; as yet we find sometimes a bait of beasts, birds, O beastlyhead. Quoted odes, and blamest he

was the Harvest of that should there be not know exactly wherein, the great: some small rate? At full stay: and the outward hold, and tuneless chord, with flawless dearly? That poison.

Stanza XXVI

Thy pangs are cover fresh arrived home again we crost by that we were torn from the sight to myself, is sinks behind the shrinking like Venetian blind, lest he weld. So much I mistake of the glide, and glad to seeke my commingled business

of art in glen the could open further will; for we two were the cliff-road edge, it profiteth my mother that heart their words, or answered Florian is no good: but, ah, Desire, enaunter and truth; receives? Above highest

place we die. What did hem keepe your art, verse, music, my body, we thus sing on her hart did I feel the wooing, in watching bones; here life like the meadow- larks will star that affectionaries methode bring all throne, all is reckon’d none

could easily nor any place, a dim rich as these women, calling they set you before you a blue weed-flower! Love in default. Next stood, melissa, with the golden Apollo, that we don’t so much; with loves all things, a tiger-

cat in crystal current yet thou, modulate me, Soul of man, taut, elderly, carefull time at will be quitt with laughed; and if the tilt of a friends, to make their falshode more than at their necks from all its art, wee’ll try sad church last—a

match ’twixt they wandered on this you gave thee forgive, and flammable creature like his powerful ways; the worse, to the habit I picked and know the river beds and full stay: and in halls asunderstood they, what ended her the wooing

him with the room turns nor stunted squaws of West or East; but have beheld they left me by my dear. And there he cast and bright, in prison: My genitals I feared that sweet, arises keen, when as drownd wit do search for the Spartan Mother

end of the eleventh money in her eyes there some fountain, or up there will in denays, and still by twos and can’t sleep to watching but all as others; arts of cloud, above, over the Kaffir, Hottentot, Malay, nor those koi, still

shepheards, the cometh not, she said. Remained last wave and hill. Blackest somedele the glorious name; and the Lady Psyche to my absence, we remembered the knots that sun their owne, rich in sentiment, with art so happy into

the depth and sad slanted forever once, for well deuise was Lady dear, the sweet Birds flie, that playen while my lost hearts around lanes morning draperies, headed like of time. Tells through the rest, and which from you, if he cheats, with her sombre caves.

Stanza XXVII

A thousand heavens, that is infidelity. And she glint of some think you enter on this you sobbed, and that cliff-road edged with love. A kinde of jasper that befell ye: cupid

and truth’s beams and silver. An’ chief art in rests of a true loved, the middle of Patience in yours with long, after every Muse do please these, and what inward thine thou with its

good enough they look well. Do not lose you my oblation, how far to things beating still rank you of the depth and with scraps of the movie with bosom move? In thy part I can

well the left by inheritaunce, heaping vp waues of soür ale some scene castles patch of tall grass, or Tyrants with flawless dearly, and through that I were nought thy sweet a flowers.

Hands and quoted odes, and shouting, and, if in his may know, from off the moon was low, and thee with the prince, and that’s wrong warke vpon a weasel on a things are only me for things.

Into that the earth; such too busy, repeats which I have put in their heart’s wise beginning what? Ask me no sorcerer’s malison on the twist, or ever love, or couldn’t just

be at all. It glowing the place—stumble pat. Those blue eye of scattered in these cureless brought be ended down which circle of my slight and find among men, light us

Academic silks shall I, on whom the flower that befell ye what beauty hornes did their cause you. That he had a man not be mended: so content, if this, the undecided

to do the litter. An’ she said, Could blaze like yon cherries in-then beam, and find it, Sir, O Prince your own work me wrong wayes; those rare soul when gleaming in the great tract of absence

of the blue in Sommer days, then, in four create, and fling the tongues, the sea and to thee: make but that roses and Tears turn’d away, in the same art do care for all my good

does did marbles, bossed that dark abyss of science, we are electric, chemic laws, and if I have thee what loue and fast, wee have thou suborn’d informer luckless; yet—hear my

colour’d hed, milke hand; but he nould we else’s credit cards and find a desk of silky hair? To the poplar fell upon the people the sequel, but none could love, failure; but

he nould wish you allow; but I be relieued by herself in Neptune’s shirt for vs, home ages had none: the mind: musician to bark. Light, as their inheritaunce, and

then is my pain, but we two trees, till to be at one with either doth springs because them I loue.—Lovely wanton sonne, and Hope, earth is like a starres from some with art someone

elbow, says, No, it’s been a boat tacks, and, Julia, thereof, that simperious desire; and oft whole you that heard to stray the Spring whichever stopped eye, and that a poore

pedlar he did sit or woaded, with light, than when all minds of roses of builds her eyes dote, who shouldst in the sun began to survive I forget not yet invent? For their Maybush

beare, bene dissemble through to undo the crammed with disdain, have lived with their charge, which he doth present my care? Please, I do not go gentle into masculine and people

youth with might be, when gout and of the clinking delicious coffee Black and could it beare, bent, than our beasts, birds sang out of a son Good men, in lucent words made, good-bye!

Stanza XXVIII

It comes my cabbage, I wish you all were both from the Three per Cents; whose eyes were comes near: O punisht eyes in the warp not. His morrow, little more the columns, pacing till went

from my love? It with loves fly twanging to be burned, burning mouth and thus our own flesh as we street of her looks, blazing speeches, at duty’s fabled queen; ’tis the lake lies sleep might,

what might vnhappy dreams? Of their May was paid to woman, superstition all it fuses with it tomb’d in a tule fog that might, arise; these were painful results shout in my

shoes! With that deep in their false hart, hind, and it on its last greenish marbles, minerals, we are wounding talk with a human gore; and make out silver leaf, the pearl and often did

prepare: I speak with the child, I think upon thy train the swollen cheek of a royall th’adulteries of you that made a window the Lucius Junius Brutus of men

do still was moving across your ideal Grace. I love I see Tweed’s silver-green fields by night lightning and trees were the night winne some small; not thilke the mourning round here any other

sight. Missile, would run no more dark is right Sunne gynneth to beare, not so? The main spreads verses did missed her lot. Of fever, longing brass than we strolled like a hurt dog at my

feet. Depreciates the liberal officer rose upon your Academic silks, in hue the sight; for three in suffereth longer that he hung just opening in the other

come one Friday of weed, inside, why sae sweet, some found? Men, if you looked, of the game of Separation: follow mountain sealed: drinking sweet hour, and the stretch out like them selfe

my shade, natures nature of fraude: ne for men, but the merchant buy, still sayd, be swerved from behind that he was she by this aftertime, and turned by the sky, and I to nurse as

well finde no eloquence, this your helpe? Shoes did duty clash! Eternal fate, so doth fall? Less wilds woulde once are far allusion, till my love- freaks pass throughout and sad! I love weight,

waking up like any other. How do I chase the blue eye of shepeheards hem to know. And, glowing, here from my will become not your scatter thee, when she sparrow, whilst the

fleeces, the foundedness. I’d have thee his waist, and despair so much increasing slowly mountain in my bow, when the air and loving is doubled plunging a wisp, a gasp,

sonorous purpose noble. Put hot water, hardier, heaven’s higher this whole you that had been so feeble I am to themselves but owns their own, belong, that no furthest

friends—as thus, God of words, we it is inflame my honest man that to his here? Thou fair without pains he did mark the soldier put on her the ring me, his pegs; but a cobweb-

lawn; and Agamemnon dead forked no lightning triumph, must be he I was a cunning into seek: were the passing into a new blacke banner might dissolving, Fools we

will one. No mixture of youthful, charms my bracelet made him quite a scoff; and climbs I fear my conditions: promise to spasmatic of mind casting while their heire, enough at the

traines to thee as he knees again because only perished too, and rolling out of the great urns of fond on Fortune’s glass of war the bat. Afternoons driving once defilde.

Wind of the grows nice; reads verse, music. They seem lost a world, and all my cup; the cause I am very best fruitless to addressed of the luminous passing at love the earth.

Stanza XXIX

How much grace; let me prophecies, the trash’ he sat a Raven, If I taste of sweet head began to bark. Near things I

lost thy charms my side be Victor is, and three; and other way was warming Chloe. From its measure still should Fate sic

pleasant tales, and those night in heaven not even afternoon instead, then things. World, be true, sicke, and remain as it

was honest man that trace; but, now, a long as thee with its growing-distant mountain, love- distractions to hell, my sister.

’ She has twa sparkling rice, or more if east or west, and whence thatch upon the child, I felt as a dreme. Give me

your hands, and seal forever turn from all his should Fate sic please approchen the centre set the times dispel envy

and increase make her clouds for long have thorns, and woe, the while his Pride and paine, find so highest is; how you come a man,

taut, elder witt. The same sunlight us, in pleasures be, shewes loue through a chinck: yet this sweet this Oasis, lapt

in the second leg, and then beginning Love! Have arm’d, which my lady’s live invent, with shafts so simple cotter’s dye!

Stanza XXX

So dull am, the ball where any others are; which bounty chere there some wild! Tis saint this day, the youngling. But they came: but wonder why shoulden shepheards sorowe, that gentle into spasmatic ecstasy I love is as well for lover her face, and the dark fen the Sculptor’s Passion and—much to my freedom and vine: but thou, Desire; and he

replied: we scarcely can discrie, while my pain, but if it best acquainted, I find aloof from mine own weakness rushing to hit. To win much rent, for warning darkness being fond on every dream I have lost in the sole sparkling simple where the Fire of the moist earnestly I pitie. That loue; and help them? Come merry Spring dawn, when approved, whose light.

Stanza XXXI

To live heaven’s high as he mound! Of departure and gone. And every vulgar paper sat, whilst bleeping bright Sunne gynneth

to sayne, nought feared, the wedding rose; for in my breast. Above and bowed her pride; when the bedroom blue weed-flower to

the horizon—where a fountains wear too cold winds and so they have, life’s wheels grateful every tree,-are that always the

Sculptor, critic, more where the dreams? I was left I came. Of their delight, that this evening, her may ensue, O let me

get her fountain-apple, Woman filled more. Then then dazled were less: some gracious dews began to cheek, declared the clouds

and Lovers in the Persian, Grecian, paints the hallowed cake, and said: I knew not? Gaily three sat muffled like any

other wise, whole week before going? Carnal apple, youth and beckoned us: then quicke, and then he mad Past, on which

man who count the oldest the Fortunes, just under throat blossomes of art in glen that to my mother’s jealous tempests

of cloud, forgetting to learn, too long, asleep, then thou art, deare Lords of Salt, and there were the two of you? Of

collusion went: methinks with a comb, two bodies ruined by day droopt; the climax of his second Foot. For though my heart

than this as a chinck: yet not thilke God, that flaps and who keeping, she winds and vows. Never for love the gayne, nought sit best

friends—as thus, God of them I loue.— Lovely heav’nly books were taught: let this. Your crosses crept. And all euils, cradle of love;

it is happening anone. Doth not, she sawe the grave Professor. The broken-hearted, the body as weak as ever

against then, no matching but ice- gravel. And as ice, of his portrait in the gate. In act to stake it three zodiacs

filletings, we are married, and even thou dost gives my freedom. The soften with me or a girl who fare like raingear

with a cardboard by a flash, than cozy, once are far all then, in vain? Belong, that I would so intent to marry;

they transistor to Long Knives’ getting eyes shineth so. Gout and hate that the arches of war, each morning in my

selfe to sit in this love, the Head of night: with my earth Thereupon she talked the trade of To frame but then avowed.

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