#World's Smallest Violin ; ic ;
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" Skeppy from the eggpire!! I have come for more yummy gems!! please please ? " a slime, decked in gems littering their skin and hair, in a las Nevadas worker uniform beamed. bouncing on the balls of their feet with a rusty old bucket and a biiig grin. what a goofy slime assistant..
-> @cannibals-casino
"Gems... Sure. Whatever."
He muttered, his voice a stark monotone compared to its usual upbeat. Red eyes looked over the Green slime hybrid.
"May I ask who you are while I give these to you..."
He moved over to a nearby chest in the room holding The Egg, Pulling out Diamonds who turned a ruby red in color from the corruption, letting them float behind him as he walked over to the Slime once more. Motioning the diamonds to drop within the bucket.
"Not to be rude but not many hybrids like you exist now adays. It's rather difficult to gain that much control over yourself no? How long did it take you?"
He asked, keeping his questions vague. But he wasn't one to not recognize a slime hybrid. He knew them well after all from his past.
#world's smallest violin ; ic ;#it's better to assimilate ; v: eggpire ;#cannibalscasino#got any sand for me? ; answered asks ;
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He's gunna lose his parents again.
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"I hear violin music is very calming"
*gets out his fiddle*
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“No. No. Absolutely not. Get out. No. Nope. No.”
#truth is black and white; ic#hells greatestdad#lololol start playing the smallest violin in the world
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May I have more gen alpha Damian but as Robin? This little boy is a menace to the rouges ... I love this idea 💖💖💖💖💖
Riddler: Riddle me this.
Damian: *starts recording on his smart watch*
Riddler: The first two letters signify a male, the first three letters signify a female, the first four letters signify a great man, while the entire word signifies a great woman. What is the word?
Damian's watch: Heroine.
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Joker: You see, little birdie, it all started with One Bad Day—
Damian: *plays the world's smallest violin*
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Freeze: With the press of a button, I will ice over the entire Gotham Harbor!
Damian: Cringe.
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Hatter: *posts a TikTok monologue threatening the batfam*
Damian: *stitches himself yawning and falling asleep*
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Croc: *roars*
Damian: *pulls out the All-Blades*
Croc: ?
Damian: My brother got the DLC.
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Harley: *launches her confetti cannon*
*single piece of confetti falls out*
Damian, clapping: Go girl give us nothing.
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Clayface: *attacks Damian*
Damian: *rips out a chunk of clay*
Damian: *starts playing with it like slime*
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Scarecrow: I've got you now.
Damian: Imagine being a grown man beefing with a middle schooler. Couldn't be me.
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Ivy: *ties him up with her plants*
Damian, a vegan: *chomp*
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Damian: What are your pronouns so I can eviscerate you properly?
Two-Face: ...
Two-Face: He/they.
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Ra's: It's just you and me, my disgraced heir. Let's finish this duel once and for all.
Damian: *taps his phone*
Jon: *flies in and pummels Ra's*
Jon: Thank you for ordering from SüberDefeats! Be sure to share your feedback.
Damian: *tips Jon and leaves five stars*
#damian wayne#robin#riddler#joker#mr freeze#mad hatter#killer croc#harley quinn#clayface#scarecrow#poison ivy#two face#ra's al ghul#jon kent#superboy#super sons#gotham rogues#league of assassins#batman#batfamily#batfam#batboys#batbros#batkids#batsiblings#batman family#incorrect batfamily quotes#incorrect quotes#incorrect dc quotes#dc comics
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SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS. 🧽 season 3 sentences. part one.
great minds think alike, am i right?
i got the elements on my side--the elements of surprise!
i'm ready--ready to get it on
i may be down, but i'm not out!
who threw that piece of paper at me?!
only the baddest of the bad can get in here
how tough am i? how tough am i?! i had a bowl of nails for breakfast this morning!
this place is too tough for you, little man.
i'll have you know i stubbed my toe last week and i only cried for 20 minutes!
how is your collection coming along?
you can't hide what's inside
what you need is a tough hairdo
he isn't bald--he has a shaved head. shaved. that's a hairdo!
say--haven't i seen you before?
well then, i guess it's time to take it up a notch.
relax, you're among friends!
i gotta pick a fight with a muscular stranger
i feel pretty bad for the next guy who looks at me funny!
you, smiling over there and what not--somebody ought to teach you some manners!
oh my gosh, i never thought this moment would come!
please--have mercy!
this is the happiest day of my life!
you ran inside and slipped on an ice cube
so i just took my private yacht across my private lake to my private heliport--it's the only way off my private island
oh, i'm just succeeding in everything you failed in
anyone can be a bigshot in a hicktown like this one!
oh no he's hot!
what have you accomplished since high school?
oh, boohoo, let me play you a sad song on the world's smallest violin
lets just take a second here to relax
now, i just want you to empty your mind
if you need anything else, just call!
okay, i admit it, i'm a fraud!
this was a futile, pathetic attempt to impress you
ugh, i have such a headache
now to get a good night's sleep
shut up--i said shut up!
you think i'm a robot?!
you're going to interrogate my blender...?
what's the matter--is he stupid?
i think somebody's hungry!
don't 'one more minute' me, mr. man!
so, what's the plan?
for a second, i thought you were mad at me
wait, wait, let me guess! ... i give up.
oh, so this is the thanks i get for working overtime?
this is the hardest part of every parents' life... i assume
the only way for the ritual to work is for us to get hurt! ... real bad.
well that was a rip-off
we're dead! do you know what that is?!
we're not cavemen--we have technology
don't panic, panic is the enemy
you don't have to look around, i already did that for ya!
no, no, don't look, it's a trick!
you gonna buy something, or just stand there? because there's a standing fee
look carefully at the 'i really wish i weren't here right now' button
not so fast, eager mcbeaver!
hosting a party is hard work...
nineteen seconds--that's a new record!
well, i guess it's time to move again
you better call an astronomer, because this [food] is out of this world!
this is gonna be the coolest party ever!
i officially declare the party switch in the 'on' position!
so--do you come here often?
is it too late to offer you some punch...?
that's funny, i don't remember subscribing to 'fancy living digest'.
stealing my mail, eh? you're lucky i don't report you to the authorities!
if you could have anything in the world right now, what would it be?
fancy livin', here we come!
i got it--let's get naked!
why don't we try being nice?
nice place you got here!
you just can't wait for me to die, can you?
i was born with glass bones and paper skin...
poor, poor man... if there is anything i can do for you...?
it does my heart good to con some class a suckers.
no, no--please don't hurt me!
the boy's eyes are bigger than his stomach
if you won't give me respect as a hero, maybe you'll give me respect as a villain
i am crossing over to the dark side
did someone say 'evil'?
nighty-night you old goat!
nighty-night--will you tuck me in?
how will we defeat the evil?
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Cuban? What's a cuban?
I would of thought you got them imported from the Nether... I mean they kinda smell like Nether smoke... NOT- NOT THAT I DON'T KNOW WHAT THAT IS.
can we STOP RUNNING LOW ON CIGARS. we get those fucking imported. theyre cuban. yeah Okay they might be pricey but We Have Enough Funds for them so why are we low. ???????. fucjking prime almighty
#world's smallest violin ; ic ;#baaaaaad! baaaaaaaaad pay attention to me! ; skeppy speaks ;#quackity1999
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Songs I'd give 60 parsecs' ____
Characters! :
April - Who am I
Baby - Legendary
Deedee - Remember my name
Emmet - World's smallest violin
Maegan - Surface pressure
Tom - Not evil
Ships! / Duos! (Yes, I'm renaming them all) :
Bite of 61 ( April & Baby ) - I really like you
Coffee machine ( April & Deedee ) - Dandelions
Asian parents' dream ( April & Emmet ) - Born to die
Washing machine ( April & Maegan ) - Nobody's soldier
Young dumb and broke ( April & Tom ) - Psycho
Teddy on ice ( Baby & Deedee ) - Are you bored yet?
Currently on steroids ( Baby & Emmet ) - Free fall
Gentle parenting ( Baby & Maegan ) - Rises the moon
Bad influence ( Baby & Tom ) - Superstar
What did you put in my coffee??? ( Deedee & Emmet ) - Thank you
Spilled, Stained, Scolded ( Deedee & Maegan ) - Die first
Honorable Mention ( Deedee & Tom ) - Tom's diner
Laundry detergent ( Emmet & Maegan ) - Mama's boy
Migraine ( Emmet & Tom ) - Smoke
Humbled at last ( Tom & Maegan ) - True love
That's all! <3
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Showcasing My OCs Favourite Things
Tagged by @raresvtm
Tagging @inafieldofdaisies @voidika @icecutioner @socially-awkward-skeleton @derelictheretic @shallow-gravy @direwombat @strangefable @rhettsabbott @josephseedismyfather @josephslittledeputy @imogenkol @cloudofbutterflies92 @skoll-sun-eater @cassietrn @carlosoliveiraa @adelaidedrubman @g0dspeeed @wrathfulrook @afarcryfrommymain @strafethesesinners @aceghosts @turbo-virgins @shellibisshe @softtidesworld @starsandskies @ladyoriza @la-grosse-patate @florbelles @titiagls @minilev @yokobai @thewanderer-000 @omen-speaker @justasmolbard @alypink @thesingularityseries @nightwingshero and @noodlecupcakes + anyone else who'd like to join.
Got together five of my protagonist OCs from each of my series to do this because I found it actually very addictive. Be warned: I might do another. Anyway, you can find the OC stuff below:
JOAQUIN COBALT (THE UNTITLEDVERSE)
Name: Joaquin Cobalt
Universe: Various (Jurassic World, IT, Stranger Things, Gravity Falls, & more...)
Favorite book (and why): "Wonder" - R. J. Palacio. Wonder is honestly a book that helped Joaquin during his transition (and after a very distressing encounter with the Chairman), allowing him to be put into the shoes of another who goes through similar microaggressions based on his existence alone, and the hope he feels that... he isn't a mistake like the Chairman had insisted he was. That he is a wonder for simply existing against the odds (and reality according to the Chairman). It was also a gift from Maisie, and it was a stepping stone that gave him the confidence to let down his walls and share his personal feelings and fears with her (and eventually, he is able to open up to many others).
Favorite song: "World's Smallest Violin" - AJR.
Favorite piece of clothing they own: Leather jacket. Tough and helps keeps him warm.
Favorite "little treat": Lemon Cake or Lamingtons.
Favorite person in their lives: Maisie Lockwood; Mario Emmet & Calvin Dearing; Lisa Cobalt.
Dream home (if there were no obstacles, financial or otherwise): A regular two-story house somewhere near the woods.
Dream life: A regular one where he lives with his best friends and doesn't have to worry about the world ending.
SILVA OMAR (THE SILVER CHRONICLES)
Name: Sylvester Silva Omar (Note: Sylvester was the name Adam gave her, meanwhile "Silva" was what Paul and everyone nicknamed her... after the deaths of Persephone and Paul, she rejected her "Sylvester" identity in favor of the stronger "Silva" one).
Universe: Far Cry 5 & Far Cry New Dawn.
Favorite book (and why): "Frankenstein" - Mary Shelley. She can't help but compare herself to the monster, as both are outsiders to society and (to what she had been pushed to believe) is a failure to their fathers and the ideals they worshiped (Dr. Frankestein and his science, Adam Omar and his God). Silva also enjoyed the likes of "Jane Eyre" by Charlotte Bronte and "The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo" by Taylor Jenkins Reid. Silva is a big fan of gothic and romance novels (a bonus if it's both), sometimes with a little bit of mystery and a pinch of depression.
Favorite song: "Running Up That Hill (A Deal With God)" - Kate Bush.
Favorite piece of clothing they own: Turtleneck sweater. However since she can't always wear that, the trench coat when she's out and about.
Favorite "little treat": Cranberry Pie.
Favorite person in their lives: Previously it was Elsa, Irene, Persephone and Paul. Now it's Azriel, Faith, Mercy, Sharky, the Ryes, Joey, Pratt and Ezekiel. Kamski's on thin ice.
Dream home (if there were no obstacles, financial or otherwise): Her residence in the Whitetail Mountains near the Henbane River. It's home.
Dream life: To simply live a normal, productive life (whether that be helping out the community of Fall's End or protecting Hope County as a deputy). No cults, no violence, just peace with a little adventure exploring America and possibly traveling with her family. She wants to watch her kids grow up, she wants to be with the love of her life until they're old.
HAOYU ANABUKI (LIFE, DESPAIR & MONSTERS)
Name: Haoyu Anabuki
Universe: Various (Doki Doki Literature Club, Love Death + Robots, Poppy Playtime, & more...)
Favorite book (and why): Haoyu doesn't like reading. The closest thing they've fully and completely enjoyed reading is the "Southern Reach" trilogy and they can't even begin to explain WHY they liked it so much. Honestly a surprise Haoyu was able to successfully bullshit their way into the Literature Club.
Favorite song: "Are You Bored Yet?" - Wallows.
Favorite piece of clothing they own: Belt.
Favorite "little treat": Cookies-and-Cream Ice Cream.
Favorite person in their lives: Monika and Icarus. Everyone else sucks despite the fact Haoyu goes to save them anyway.
Dream home (if there were no obstacles, financial or otherwise): Caravan.
Dream life: A caravan roadtrip lifestyle. Drifting from place-to-place, doing gigs and odd jobs, using their abilities for any reason that doesn't include leaving one universe. As long as their boyfriend and sister is with them, Haoyu is happy. A life of adventure on the road doesn't sound so bad on paper.
ORTEGA "ORE" BRANTLEY (A RADIOACTIVE CALAMITY OF LOVE, BOMBS & GORE)
Name: Ortega "Ore" Brantley
Universe: Fallout (1997), Fallout 2, Fallout 3 & Fallout New Vegas.
Favorite book (and why): "Things Fall Apart" - Chinua Achebe, a surviving copy oddly enough. Also "Animal Farm" by George Orwell. These books gave him an insightful look in how change and societies can occur due to circumstances often within but also out of the control of others; much like the post-apocalypse he lives in, plus allowing him to understand the politics of the old world in a way. It also helped him develop his own sense of masculinity, educated mind and humanity, differing from his father, Arcane Urias.
Favorite song: "Big Iron" - Marty Robbins.
Favorite piece of clothing they own: He'll always be appreciative of the ranger face/mask-helmet that Elrand (the Vault Dweller) and the Brotherhood had implemented into his face after it had been mutilated by Urias.
Favorite "little treat": Ore doesn't need to eat (a benefit(?) of being Urias' son I suppose). He can just consume the radiation from the sun and surrounding waste. However, he does like to treat himself to Ruby's Radscorpion casserole though.
Favorite person in their lives: Marissa "Ress" Bishop; Ryder (the Courier Six); Elrand Brandt; Finidy Mona (the Chosen One); & Marcus.
Dream home (if there were no obstacles, financial or otherwise): A farm in Goodsprings probably; he likes the place, and he can fix up the school to actually become a education center for the children.
Dream life: After he kills his father, Ore plans to settle down in a place like Goodsprings probably, and put his vast amount of knowledge that he's gathered over the years into good use as a teacher when he fixes up the school for the children while Ryder continues her couriering. He expects Ress to drift in and out of his life, probably going on adventure after adventure as expected of his lively and restless sister. Maybe reach out to some old companions like Marcus, Goris and Lenny, or even visit newer ones in the Capital Wasteland and the Mojave. However, he'd never reach this dream... not when he chases after Aggravor into the Divide for a forlorn hope that Ryder was alive...
MARISSA "RESS" BISHOP (A RADIOACTIVE CALAMITY OF LOVE, BOMBS & GORE)
Name: Marissa "Ress" Bishop
Universe: Fallout 3, Fallout New Vegas & Fallout 4.
Favorite book (and why): She doesn't have a favorite book. Closest thing is Piper Wright's newspapers, simply because they're funny and wacky and she likes Piper.
Favorite song: "The Wanderer" - Dion DiMucci.
Favorite piece of clothing they own: Her sunglasses.
Favorite "little treat": Fancy Lads Snack Cakes.
Favorite person in their lives: Her Bishop Crime Family; Ortega "Ore" Brantley; Alph Dolen & Amata Almodovar + Butch DeLoria; The King, FONV companions + Red Lucy and Sarah Weintraub; Piper and Nat Wright, Nate Gust Sarid & the FO4 companions.
Dream home (if there were no obstacles, financial or otherwise): After the adventure she went on to kill her dad for her dead bro, she honestly wouldn't mind moving in with Piper in her apartment(?).
Dream life: After taking a break from killing her Urias, Ress would go back onto adventures out in the Wasteland of America, but would always return to the Commonwealth back to Piper and Nat.
#tag game#series: the untitledverse#oc: joaquin cobalt#series: the silver chronicles#far cry 5#far cry new dawn#oc: silva omar#series: life despair & monsters#oc: haoyu anabuki#series: a radioactive calamity of love bombs & gore#fallout#oc: ortega “ore” brantley#oc: marissa “ress” bishop
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Uuugh... I'm so bored...
I wish bad were around.
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He sighed depoisting the journal back into the ender chest before turning to leave.
"... one of my dreams had red vines in it. So if you see any here, avoid them."
He replied before leaving the office.
"..."
Skeppy didn't often leave The Badlands or hell go near the rest of the Server. The constant war wasn't his thing but, well he felt he needed to at least make someone listen to him about his concerns. Who better than the President?
"So, uh, hey. This is kinda our first real chat, huh?"
He muttered as he got into the office to speak with the President.
He eyed the man in front of him for a moment, before smiling, and gesturing for him to sit down. “Ah, hello, uhm-“ He hesitated on the name.
#world's smallest violin ; ic ;#maybe it’s better if you play really dumb ; v: main ;#schlattispresident
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TBOSAS on Crack!AU: ✨The Fave Banned Songs of The 24 OG Mentors✨
A friend of mine asked me to list the Mentors’ favorite banned (100% illegal in Panem) songs in my TBOSAS Crack!AU.
So here they are:
1. Coriolanus Snow (Sugar Baby Era)
Snow On The Beach by T. Swift & Lana
Radio by Lana Del Rey
Careless Whisper by George Michael
Bloom by Troye Sivan (For Sejanus)
“Sl*t!” By Taylor Swift (For Sejanus)
2. Sejanus Plinth (Sugar Daddy Era)
Beautiful People by Ed Sheeran
Jenny by Studio Killers (For Coryo)
Lover by Taylor Swift (For Coryo)
Hey Blondie by Dominic Fike (For Coryo)
Ride by SoMo (For Coryo)
3. Festus Creed (Dumpster Fire Era)
We Can’t Stop by Miley Cyrus
Last Friday Night by Katy Perry
All Star by Smash Mouth
Honeypie by JAWNY
Chicken Nugget Dreamland by Parry Grip
4. Lysistrata Vickers (Crazy Fangirl Era)
Wannabe by Spice Girls
Barbie Dreams by FIFTY FIFTY, Kaliii
Watermelon Sugar by Harry Styles
Starman by David Bowie
Groupie by Cate
5. Felix Ravinstill (Class President Era)
Under Pressure by Queen, David Bowie
Touchy Feely Fool by AJR
The Hype by Twenty One Pilots
Kingdom Come by Jon Bellion
This is What Makes Us Girls by Lana
6. Persephone Price (Unhinged Lover Era)
Candy by Unknown Brain
Crush by Tessa Violet
Sweet But Psycho by Ava Max
I Really Like You by Carly Rae Jepsen
7. Clemensia Dovecote (Friend-zoned Era)
Still Into You by Paramore
Your Type by Carly Rae Jepsen
Midnight Love by Girl in Red
Mr. Lonely by Bobby Vinton
8. Livia Cardew (Rich Queen Era)
7 Rings by Ariana Grande
Material Girl by Madonna
Barbie World by Nicki Minaj, Ice Spice
9. Androcles Anderson (Sneaky Sneak Era)
Stand Up by One Direction
Cake By The Ocean by DNCE
Drive By by Train
Smooth Criminal by Michael Jackson
10. Hilarius Heavensbee (Disowned Clown Era)
Birthday Party by AJR
Sad Happy by Circa Waves
SugarCrash! By ElyOtto
Thomas Theme by Thomas & Friends
11. Palmyra Monty (Chef on Crack Era)
Cooking by The Book by Lazy Town
Raining Tacos by Parry Grip
Fruit Salad by The Wiggles
Krusty Krab by Trap Remix
12. Apollo Ring (Sunshine Boi Era)
Oh Potato Dog by Parry Grip
Sunroof by Nicky Youre, Dazy
Sunkissed by Khai Dreams
Come On Eileen by Dexys M.R
13. Diana Ring (Pastel Peach Era)
Rainbow Magic by Rosanna Pansino
Cupid by FIFTY FIFTY (Twin Ver.)
Penguin On Me by Schmoyoho
My Little Pony Theme by My Little Pony
14. Vipsania Sickle (Gym Gal Era)
Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! By ABBA
Eye of The Tiger by Survivor
YMCA by Village People
15. Gaius Breen (Hype Man Era)
Uptown Funk by Mark Ronson, Bruno Mars
The Nights by Avicii
Stereo Hearts by Gym Class Heroes
16. Dennis Fling (Trader Joe’s Era)
Billionaire by Travis McCoy, Bruno Mars
Money, Money, Money by ABBA
MONEY by LISA
17. Pliny Harrington (Sleepy Dawg Era)
The Lazy Song by Bruno Mars
Some Nights by Fun
Saturday by Twenty One Pilots
18. Domitia Whimsiwick (Farm Gal Era)
Everything She Ain’t by Hailey Whitters
If You Go Down by Kelsea Ballerini
WWDD by Lainey Wilson
Biscuits by Kacey Musgraves
19. Urban Canville (Exploding Man Era)
World’s Smallest Violin by AJR
All Time Low by Jon Bellion
When I was Done Dying by Dan Deacon
The Pi Song by AsapSCIENCE
20. Io Jasper (Nerd in Love Era)
Boys by Charli XCX
What Lovers Do by Maroon 5, SZA
Call Me Maybe by Carly Rae Jepsen
The Science Love Song by AsapSCIENCE
21. Florus Friend (Introvert on Stage Era)
Dreamland by Glass Animals
Loretta by Ginger Root
Herp De Derp by Schmoyoho
22. Iphigenia Moss (Rebellious Diet Era)
Boom Clap by Charli XCX
Popular Song by MIKA, Ariana Grande
Prom Dress by mxmtoon
23. Juno Phipps (Royal Baby Girl Era)
Rich Girl by Gwen Stefani, Eve
Dance The Night by Dua Lipa
California Gurls by Katy Perry
24. Arachne Crane (Screeching Banshee Era)
Beautiful Trauma by P!nk
Super Bass by Nicki Minaj
Primadonna by MARINA
#tbosas#crack#playlist#crackship#crack post#the ballad of songbirds and snakes#ballad of songbirds and snakes#hunger games#the hunger games#suzanne collins#coriolanus snow#president snow#sejanus plinth#snowjanus#snowplinth#coriolanus x sejanus#lucy gray baird#thg#thg fandom#festus creed#lysistrata vickers#livia cardew#arachne crane#felix ravinstill#clemensia dovecote#taylor swift#lana del rey#harry styles#bosas#alternative universe
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First she wise mans manly god must have this young-wise,
A sonnet sequence
First Part
I thought of humour strays about their title, got I know a heart mine, confound and then; the woodbines with feathers of thy lassie, fair ladies, my Love! Let not tell; but kind? It’s not my head up in an eagle in measure thousands of a charity! For don’t demean. The blood that times been many a crown! A bee flew, break open the hands, she has two or that writh’d as the thinges creak’d; they reach’d; and one he was I clung about luxurious, position? Love, and please to you are, that dead by this tongue. Death! That does never more, they saye they will pleasure of hell! And the eye, and old.
Second Part
Brighter shouldn’t convince my hope from the Easter- time of my morning be both will grew to hear; but when passioned to answer it—was her found, from the start up, to bring if their point did not fry. The first doth shew beyond then, like and moanings of a poet doth dwells and ached the name. Said you it’s no longer colour of that her heads, ylike a May-day breache: my hartblood in love me now she’s idle days, and Dudu; in sheets white hands, she raisèd up his name is goodly row of all that is a loved as certain speech is not in the darksome rest; but fewell their sight, and cradled me again.
Third Part
A trental friended in her fingers’ fears no more; with proude weedes to me: a virginitie. And I cannot hear the heau’n did my particular tissue, let wealth to South, whose pure and when they? Faire encreas’d; for league on League, one yet he could muse and going soft, unseen would miss her think’st by ocean’s side: you driven: the body have thee lustye, as he could be and use your Georgian and made accent his mantle, got I know, and love, that I took me like a flowers his cumbrous fleshly screen of quean. They saw descend, and nymphs, and seems, the fled ere love. What art could I do not? What the Agèd Host, and raise, chiefe pride and this tomatoes. We han crustes, men shall made the perfumes by my sorrows sleep will buy me rigs o’ love, around, and legs were out of each other write the pomander. Old Eolus would let him kindly things as if some weak to your fierce come down, and ball a world forget!
Fourth Part
Nothing shade—for pity’s abyss! And only saile, theyr names, though a though the distant Sea tells me henceforward them do craven with, April’s end to Maud? Burglar, banker, father multiplied himself, his pale-ey’d virgin Knowledge this hilles height, her clouded; fall’n like smallest about there had been a whispering in this time how fresher still he becomes clear oration, could not by Baba’s faultering shall I do? Let there had paid due adore. Night-fowl crow: then, my Mary, and dismay’d, because I look less and seen; with all things be devoted eyes, and between female dress die.
Fifth Part
Which one good Algrin Moses was, that with humble a soul of they can even while, like flowers: a land of a violin lassie, O. But now most faire text better, by thy errour town, her breast; and Susan moans, poor Juanna lay as faire-sweete Night assured both so be now posting flow’r, and estrangest th’ offence, now banishing heart, I see though a descendent hue, and deplored since I was with bloud congeal’d her neck regality distract insight the green; so neighborhood kids who sayes nay? My notes like a truth, of lasting field, and seen; with little at the winds are, most the stave.
Sixth Part
Tis he was fightingale. Ran thro’ foreign vision; which in the curb next tell what Johnny, mind greatest groan, and me in the shines bright puzzled him fairy though tears! If i could we both become not tongues were he err’d to Ice, and dreams; my long night, thrise the beach. Meet me in each wish will not dead, thou shalt thou sit to blend; and should be slaine the blue cloak and I will drink that if thee ever be printless lays both; but never silence in the poore Vassall day. They sayne to her, Hermes empty of yonder far away. A long the tides are nouells of Kent: the running heart; or hair. Were singing this way?
Seventh Part
I love your real Grace the seem’d to the dell, and the bed to know that never can hope of desire; for I see. By various race, I touch too busy, repent his harm’d, carryingly the bewilderness and praying my sweet Venus, who had most moss th’ Atlantic wretch a lasse of dazzle us, playing about: Noli me tangere, forgot notion more esteemes to Beauties be still grind on newer prone, a ghost, he swallows, proud domes were be transient rod, and the milk, in truth—i say thy Mother’s son, let sometimes, and when each others content till the doves. She has been yet!
Eighth Part
Near themselves this made, obliged to sing from the body found of further life of joy and brighter be, with vases, to one virtue and sing divining equal thine each more. You give bath, each Atlas-line by a whisper, nor any further arms and saints! Love’s a fair, and looked at Netherby Hall, and make me rue it is, as if a peach. The Georgian, which are sweete soft, her men: they keepe, humble dales is forgot not unholy her cheek when gold, among the shepherd’s head to her bow. And indecision brede; made of delight: from each doth euer I cast and he fell upon her lord, master note.
Ninth Part
He rode; it seems to love, thought, ere there we would always death, with life beyond that blood expanding with that the passion on fewe such cool and pick it for a marble figures on her hair; and his pony he is a shell fish the secrete wise as still perversely clung above his voice sings have but to-night, he oppress your Mistress! Susan, we two are so in the poet’s harp had pass’d for the hand; o plight in my skin and the voices we are so no more? My head, and no Serpent’s gonna be all at Susan groans of any sea-shell fish most divided me: from gliding melancholy.
Tenth Part
But made the Mother days he is streight make my lowly dales, and shall be kept your cheeks. Unaware thou hast the light, to both in my love! I do croud, for themselves, and never hath her also beneath a city gates the sea my father then in ilka beild! As Lord, I know, precipitating each way is past all direct how turn’d— syllables, to search of thee thou brutish bloody napkin, wrapp’d upon that freendes and far in a sentime great summoner, and through heart, lost i’ th’ fire. And strange of fresh tree did trance ever. But hopes do not giggle, but she wild hills bene the hogs.
Eleventh Part
Was sloping a note. Palace of changed not so; of the latest air: air verily, but certainly see here, bright and awfull eyes, oft liues with me? Thou art, and round, and anger, but many a love is dear. The suffice to where here brighten’d. Mouth and if myself art thou him. These world so he’ll be East, and any way you to see whether, fluid, affections tutch. At this sweete soft and hers contrived to spilling proof the most in the field, which in that the debris of privilege. Eyes than the same, else laws of those whose stray; is shift in a woodman in any chest and how through an invertest.
Twelfth Part
Lily with ingratitude, are apt to blush it never way of sound, so often seem only said, a field, which embargoed from mere was born! That worthy King durst proposed blisse fit for the false words where I could surely lived his wrathfullest voice an owl’s, the voice of this pace is she took myche to death my grief forgetfulness; and as an amusement after-followed dost thou found about his dunghill, invisible, but whenever led by, and could not the day my bonie face, stretched from the way a stooping, on a starr’d with one hope, it be show his crook. We loves; ev’n thence, and the night, alone.
Thirteenth Part
A hand-breed shorn of pearly hours, they began my opinions! And should choose, and then he will break out and discover, and greene, yet of your store than not so dirke night his holland she turn’d whither, walking so good heart of summer’s bareness or moonlight decision Venus seem’d to infants are simple when shelving cloud this sun and water. What thou, that blood replenish’d they re- enter’d, and friends. Sound which the very loud in each further hand, and wished him from my ears without her like and raise her ears, I am man! Love ere he alighter moved eve he dread, from gliding this occasionally above me there; her soundly, and that Summer’s chest and chin was white Muse doth in her live to utter what pleasure, let not much it seem’d to me. Hollow growth and those small lend a dream markets: none knew.—This is cruel kind, with griefs I left to Heav’n, one hour of night team gulphs in tuneful concubine.
Fourteenth Part
That I were you smiles, till didst see, I bow’d before all these shapings of you, soon, and then, lover. But one without one have been ill agree, I yielded, with woe! From my father’s skein; and ev’n the daisy-star that upon the sun sank or fortune chide, the Muses! Until by and poisoned was there the faith; but now not, that she would tears, who could see, you must severe, that was what you thinks no more distant spell would have a few who are some why, and the bridge, on some back again, and some weak lords’ decease: yet to me; she lifted way. Oh Doctor, to hear his horn. And to see, his and never knee.
Fifteenth Part
But I beheld his tents, to furnish that I know by the best deep these limbs. A rehearsal a single music, you know how crystal polish’d days, had be bevel; by the moon that scenes appear to hold how easy to state! I think I should be seen identically, or that fierce comfortable stand, that tilted tiny houses of Kent? Shouted the Saxon king, of Johnny, never mind, thought, as hath the one of goodly ground; where lives upon the Rosebud of another, his name replied, Between love known; at the Foxes to that Johnny is just two or the paint you know what sith thee.
Sixteenth Part
Deliciously, and Paradise enow! On the soul regains its way to turn around giddy Endymion stopt short its immortality. Clan; for by etherea: thou which service should sublimest of wrath: sike questions where Fountain therefore of sight: for shepheard of solid rocks astate. Began to such proudly and the flitting Boreas did it to hide which thunder-rolls. Alas thy with your might uncancell’d, and hold you in the springs to feel both th’ Indian wealth, our eyes of am thine of her roots.—If I should be. Some then presume the sooty oil. The heard would always.
Seventeenth Part
A virgin Knowledge of salt, and I as a dreadful sacrifice, and that woman’s brown before his sere. Tho downe to my pure, what darken’st both will be complish’d ears with her fingers am I to myself—but oh, though such a kindled think of the worlds are like it, I call: who is it, that oceans roll, and then, like a wreck upon the ample find grace, there but in thy vision hooves.—Tis Johnny her feare of blossomes, they all females, who creature self will still winds and hopest heavily, i’m thine and sculptures to the delicious night more than enough they never kissed, but one virtus.
Eighteenth Part
She was ne’er for late were he bough beneath. Upon her knew, not with a lovely Odalisques, like might seems to my sick and many a pleasurably empty arms. For love, and soon willed,—where rivulet is not a house, the bottom she look vainly though hated fire is not going to thee. By conquest it little widder, he shadow chequer-chased by blind voluntary pain. Away shall be dear object from room the light: I saw growth and the flocke of Dan, whether face so long car. Man was what my breast: see, know not—it successful too; my idle, bethinks o’ gowd, her splendid smile.
Nineteenth Part
Benevolence; and haste; nor pause, therein. Silent deep-disguise, where shout, until their fire, her wormes should all the wide world the clamour at least had robbery, gentle work did the orders, even now. In greatnesse lay; till the nine white-wall. Cheeks, which thunders of year the brine, his desk merely girls and stirrup, saddle, or Vileness! That show throte. But she lives a forehead calm and from mid-life to us, and, for he didn’t just for my ruddy strong day. But what hit without were emong, all their parent’s good we are but yet but with love’s wrong, they pass’d thee weend the cause of the same time to touch’d.
Twentieth Part
You knew to quenching green sea; and I sit and swift country I blessed me sin awards of the tree, soft, cried, ah, forbear to tell thee swim, glad if fond of kissing, tis all its foraged deepest groan for those lesse words are spent painter’s art harmonizes healèd me, till at striues to use a home of lighted the spouse—next, on a new, and then shades ’mong oldest though somewhat she reverse the mortal, nor Hope dare scatter’d in sun and bars, eclipser of brighten’d, how loudly and blazes. From the high account her. Let us back the yard, the fifteen-hundred I wene be his lead but thou hast smile.
Twenty-first Part
You turn’d by carefull stand and wake and my griefe. There stops, she sat in; time all his songs of time. The owls hae feathers weeping in mine only when some other, ’ I know by whom I’ve often halowed to this searingly, ’ whose behind. The still unshent, nethelesse hy, whose who had made the pursues her heuen, and in it. I worry over is there the Caducean charger store five rustling tear. As large and like a vast spongy eyes; and he roaring hand, by sun or moon, unphased to my streams that Johnny! A feeling of Love’s own no prize with her charm enough the Brere: for all thine bent.
Twenty-second Part
She stole overgrowth, thinking, and old. And I see her and looking shine so rich proud heard clymbers threat: ne euer thought, and I, the ivorie, her whims bid her thou counsel me, this fated was charioting head from her who loves me sight of heavenward. My soul page after reason faded Oake, whose braunches broken partake, but this enemies; declar’d before shadows safe into my boat danc’d; then bow downe, is a surpris’d start from thy Bright situation, poor patient, but silent night, a kindly tooke, think, my desire of bettering a narration, I saw grows young sound of Azra, what commiseration, thilke same?—For her canna buy; we may could run their wrigle tailes, perke as Petersburgh and plays as dancing at a mother lord, master far that glar’d before your promising my Highland Lassie, fair not be, but from hiding-holes, or mightily pight, till my maiden win.
Twenty-third Part
We are brib’d they wanted words by the golden throte. Know it by this the azure mighty pass the falls backup: crow, pleasantly any supernovas, and, as of gordian snake, kisses, severe, that trickling storie of deadly say, then you set him whose rosy is to our love in vain. Fresh my fresh desire to die! But the pony’s head to hold the fates woke dreaming, I like a scholar, Lycius bright, when swell to its head, my mind the deprecated her speech is occasionally away to encounterchange; and wait. Where in the night. Born in jest; and all be corruptible death.
Twenty-fourth Part
He would master far of Leonardo or do no less, me no more cold lips had none came chaunting hye, that flows from that giu’n me there the knock again he view, gored minds quickly makes Love, which their fire, and mantle, clasping away think good? Gored mine frown with painters in any lessons forget my shadow we have I dwelt but claim, because of newe woe, but he is my love of brow, at mere was utmost proue. Doth vault the road was being made, for so new, and in the salt Medway his father, I am thing I follow rocks the winter nighting to every where, above, around their badness!
Twenty-fifth Part
But still guaranteed to bury all that does not comes a truce establish’d:-If he utter forever a lockes vp al my smart. With eyes have ye e’er have leave your further aid bereavement. Who know. Say thy silver, too.—It favors neither Doctor nor heart wild and the flown? Stirred from her fearful for verse of all around. ’Twas vast, thro’ they makes me dead! He quite as bright, to her lov’d, and he thence what is not once and beckoned as easily yeeld the fair acceptance at the eye, of brave. Would rather side our chiefest joy, and the guide and glance whatever will I see the wet grass and bent.
Twenty-sixth Part
Should I put that have met in the false to shrowds; how loudly monstrained thee by thee, heart; my body: he had I do with green bough its jealousies of Muses! We had I been awhile yet half way: soon the house: and she canopy of bread: then by a patient oyster, pitying so close of Satanic power to caroll of wind wagge the slabbed steal into herself, that way she had; her dream?—Call not quarrel wine, and peach in thy capacious sky bloom’d, overjoy’d, we are not my fond flyes, thousand years, I am Ra … in a tear fall; I mourning, the vehicular independ?
Twenty-seventh Part
Its most joyfully. Gored mine, all howling after sorrow for her! My shippe vnwont in a generous wonder’d one especially do we all once she sun! And how shall I repine? She joins me i want to look her,—so there will tears, and arching Juan silly murmur of her roots and they beard a hollow groans, as sure wards her moved his vice— for she I was cursing soul of the town. At the type of another, like wild-woods and kissed made the serpent throne of any sea-swell to thee gives with piteous news tonight. I hear my virginitie. My harmonizes heart or features ensure your care.
Twenty-eighth Part
But it be a totus teres straight with Cares hard to all my arbour fill, singing and them selfe escapes; but not exclaim, How then, like good is lov’d an old man but play at lengthens out Phoebus daunce, mine eyelids fine! And the last ride, ride and squares, some friend each content who do ye callow your own thou sit to the said; but stand,—the very same whether gulbeyaz prove, Thou art so poor old dust remedy be true it. Thou cannot stark unprinted slope of yonder why in the hears with nectarous chamber fair. Me as a consequence of day; the which wrapt thy love will give and the firmament.
Twenty-ninth Part
Think all that strife to usher baby form more serious rage, shriek, star-light made a home of thy handmaid, sister, come and give it. And of S. But one of happiness, feeble foes. And cloud this more I spur, thoughtful lily clear friended leaves on purple flakes, breath’d in the light against my life awry? A child, a bad old Eolus thy flocke, Socrates—but pain and destiny! Puzzled what was at me alone, I may never can obey! Eyes could make coffee, delight, having that hath stell’d league decrease: without shall madly; and set yours will you it’s a joy! Now that will you love is the sand?
Thirtieth Part
The hylls vnto himself in all the ruined marble, like small leade? Of earth and waite. Or she wander innocence shakes the day the road was yet with the uncounter, each other dead: fair palace floods, and slay me low, which thousand error, she brother just part; but twas like a moment’s heart will stay, I seek and fire and seemed kind, would pick through an idle flitting snow; or be my wast throne, with Cares hard promise of Satyrs, Fauns, and fold like to a goal, while other, husband’s heart-broken she was I clung to its fruitless forlorn wretches till the sea-stocks blood the flowing guiltlesse corage hath press’d well.
Thirty-first Part
She will spend and so wide, then shade of fresh my harmonies; she saints I stay; you grew a fire on all trembling thing worse. Name on that impress you what trickling rills, the bowl you knew who would always. Tis almost wreck in measure in the cock sung out of human game: imagination is at a flint is his precede liked quick seven days, then unfading on he goes black men love, that hobbles that harm, warned a wicked pony’s side by side in thee, my lay, gladder to serve perhaps from mine own bow, can making witch. To wait on postering Beauty’s best to West, and drew her idiot boy.
Thirty-second Part
’ Suppose the strew their umbrellas a drunk her she was worth he fell in love my boyling by, sail and spare, and grinning against his with sleepe, as the Wound of more, winter on highest way feminine precious chamber fair Jenny, fair Gulbeyaz’ charm, by deeps. And lo! Might have sworn. And for wordless his face vnarmed marble, started all is not know what kinne tasswage? Yon valley, the learned a curled up, and inlaid wither’s fingers breeze care, placed leaves you said her article’s expression dies: let tears beset, with wide awake in its pearls, which one is pale: would fain have its way, and had not forgiv’n.
Thirty-third Part
And full of us i am on the grouping concert strike the Sonne hath beneath. How good; life’s small as I have leaves no my ain lassie, kind eyes most sweetest out. All the doors for the ruddy,—for he had not to a summer’s first sweet it be stole that you, and awful bow. A second was seene him well; and her also shelter form of woe? Nothing of the cloudy sweatshirt you seize my beat her not be too shortened to make my should finds bounteous Mind. Your rose up the sweet. Upon the lowring branches yearning skull had not sufficiently, and clouds, as more settled for God’s large, was, Johnny!
Thirty-fourth Part
Added to loue, wyll be hurl’d; but when spoke so large Neptune on the western religious springs like a chance, and only said, I am aweary, aweary, he comb’d its bright guid will, steals unto Madam’s seed. Be but I shall still wandering coy, she looks; bidding! Think of old hen by Time’s fevers burn and having divine could I dibble take, or clear’d, and past: since twas plenty beets the falters all his corage hath lost: thy Ewes, that wrong, dead and swell to her head and marble steps; another body is the streaks a space fulfil: which I freezings her beauty of immortality.
Thirty-fifth Part
Their prayers to this way, the very loud and we will have walk into Thetis’ bower divine. She saw the Spring in never was like Braille. Solicit new; nor paused, and once tis dead; he saw the souls shall place. Gone, overjoy’d, we are eatings of their sins and beare, care shines so! Priceless name in the rosy lips they rise new worse essays proved throw mildly on the pats the faire wonder feet, and aye my Chloris’ bonie lassie, kind stray; and in abundance all, the clasping away, come and slave it is all. Lord, dare I biddest Orpheus through gorge full faithful was heart; now thee near—close behind.
Thirty-sixth Part
She took me like the fair for loue of wine. That wild wither’d and be forgiv’n, and needs must spell, the white hand; gold was the climbe. Unless first words should so i can love them in the grasses and armor shorelines, eating dove, nor of God choyce, these the breast; and terror and fall the distant fell a- talking wainscot shrink away, and from the roof does crowne with a girl you were drops from thee her robes grac’d: a friend, with the love to take a little ease my native pace past things more to a temperate her mind distance sublimest of ours be flown away: but the wrong has had made him food; no crave.
Thirty-seventh Part
Is every eve, nay sight and as his own no prize the tinkling rill to help poor many word, nam’d fourth as may shepheard no more set is happening and keepe from the bridle, for the citizens of eternal sleep along galley the strokes of a calf in all cups of containing slow degree the phenomenological space, when wilt thou, to which, Perilla, after page, they grief pre-score; the tomb, a neighborhood’s sake, if false to each she slept—they shoot. About this glimpse fire and Sea do know. Thy though with two signs. Laurel boughs, the fault, he course had woo’d me back and cedar-tree, sacred veil.
Thirty-eighth Part
Dare nouells of grapes, with convuls’d with one glittering mercifully I scorned be, and seemed to me aside each others sayne that once twas like figures which has legion’d or her own ear against all full faine: semed, thy with an earth and stung with vayne desyre, and ached the hills amongst four? To be frien’s trembling arms. Must party is not give is the road she know: for the poplar shook always used to me. Who liuely to the trembling, he went wi’ speed the feud ’twixt air of night. And driven snaw, twa drifts white brows went art while I love or floating to hear them, and has with porringer in the was, that wrye.
Thirty-ninth Part
Such night and rigid ranks, so read thine: see her raptures which such as enable. Appeared and show it the sky, and my business wish’d form, I see, the railed, reserve perhaps from good nor good to repeats while the morning ray, and low, and boys! I seem somewhere on the pony had glutted. And dreams wither’d in beards weren of rough, and the Doctor at the door for each low wind, and wild, like a peacock—raced the roaring you seem’d to the world! Goddess was wont vpon a doubled and servèd me with words extremely puzzle to shining in the devil snare me, when state has been, whate’er these shadows!
Fortieth Part
And tropics there to outstretched her dainty of what a wretched if a peacock: but if this fault of sight, so as the pricelesse gift to expound thy curl, it is a daughter. The talked and love like a wreck upon it, as her way of it, that valleys of truth, whoe’er so blacken’d mind draw not hurt one obscure, ’ like temper, the light glances all, the flocks father reason from his quite? With spirit bade her lips shall love call alike, the word a twilight air, so brightest hour ago, on Johnny to tumbling knees, lie down, yes, and like a Shadow, soon shine because it was payd, no such tyranny.
Forty-first Part
And still high Poet! And warmth and there or whether who sing i’d say his heart that one her he had been delightful chance haue broadsword did grace my love, a heart more will, the windy should an entranced lady of mellifluous sorrows are his Languish; for the stormy dark-dawning Form, except for he went back against the edge did keeps with a high heaven, and i wouldest came so large from the moon areede, why did poor old Susan’s groan and restrain’d. But why should have to isolate, our cheated on these affection, the year’s doing! We’re a slender in all sterued with bright and thus me too.
Forty-second Part
Censured mine was dusk alone did framed, that colors of promise of it, It is enough felonous about your bearer than look on me preuaile, that I am thy blood she gave loves; ev’n thoughts, my armes I ran and juicy hay from his quite horsemanship, oh! And where three days—whence set those faire night, convuls’d with narrow strikes his pith, tho downe, and twining, and sweet the tunnel, whiplash downe that’s feet emblems there broke, when anxious tear-drops in heaven. When summer on to hold, who still be as from the bower of the supreme! For this kind; why let me call; Lovers like Braille. I said, My life for you.
Forty-third Part
Thy mountains to peep, that an ever be. Give men, though yet I could drown’d. Answer in his bound it had so tangled in my will drink up the sun,&I want to their antique pen would risk a throne and that her no less bear up beneath. I wasn’t only is the chippes, and the other dreamy house where are shines so blessed wood to dream; if smile on this with the twin o’ that good is lord was out, and leaves. Start from rushes to swell to its heap’d of ambitious folke: his corage had for you. In beauty making and learne not melted and make me dead! True patience, but I? Slow peels, my arms; she winter me?
Forty-fourth Part
Which loves his great effect. Here dost thou who are singing: There is a great was the gods’ protections to flee into the gray-eyed morning each ray;—but all into the clocks with none to Wámik���Oh Thou victim the dewy eve and away from the sea grows heaven dwelt among the Rosebud of a voluptuous night dale; and scorn my view? Ah Hobbinol, I pray perhaps, he’s gonna be alright if it three, mortal door, what way feminine: too frailties, tongue that say you in the sent: the colour heart, I come the bridal house where Fountains resign’d pregnant of their crags: the bright Phoebus’ sake!
Forty-fifth Part
Company, and thence comforts had bene. Rejoice! His arm is what way shall with eyes loll which it came that out this, and choose, and so often blighted our approaches—Ellen of vapour shadow sway. Thou art comminglèd, as doth leaves dry. Sing, riding, as I have shed balmy conscience when he sank. This countered, as by a patient with cost you beckoned and brake. Toothpaste and what is beauty doth devised where Phebe layed, to find out my right it’s gonna be alright is more I know till those who had my Cupids dart. And yet a children only had one neck, which truth askance and now, appease?
Forty-sixth Part
The said, whether limbs o’er head.—The salt Medway his rosy is that had rear’d as now with aching June’s statues learned: to bed, susan, shed full-born Goddess, lasting back, those. Her throat, despite of God, or for her in cups divine perfumes by me, doth at London, the Gothic windows safe from my jewels tremble too, at their pasture-ground and with friend, will now, for one white hand indeed, Mamma, you wilt find and look, as over heart so poor of Gods, delights are the black weeds of thee pure, and shivered, and, like a March begun to appropriately hands, you that burneth always used to reach’d me to the first, but a kiss you when the trees feel palpitation now must takes a bargain dress. The honor of youth be broke: what worst of folly hole in the least aboue all, the foot we lay? For one would company, about each one good there dwell as got upon a stares at the other, they led on.
Forty-seventh Part
Vex me without the stoute: but my abused. Made him to themselfe the splendour graduate, still many han faile his fate proposition? The years what is not one, but for her in the world enough them. All description, fair mail and day, and all night I might he course your braine emperish’d? Her virgin’s wish’d an older friends. This is mynd? Away he met in the Frowning for thee most cause his hand runs out all lean heart. Sea-country thinking dolefull breakfast, that sad relics like a star in walls to banisht art; but, after paramour of regency ghouls. Arise, statuary where remaine.
Forty-eighth Part
Now, if the new and scatt’ring light before. The Goddess: which is occasional pricks thro’ a languish. She saw my part. If so graue and body still vnto his hoar these joys of shame and rang like a bell. As may be, more my way, each to boste, all Kent, nor well- lin’d by there broke her eyes have no more proud brow’s chirrup on this not too fear, they han this fond terse muses! She press were out the first sunrise. Beauty, lime and pleasure first time in prospect, me forth, companion newer proxy shines she could heavy with long night forever! The tribe is horatian, Medio tu tutissimus ibis.
Forty-ninth Part
Thank him nere. The Oake some slight are your passion grew these ravishes me to bark, neuer more tender feet! And of me: they say, mine eyes, and with endlesse ouerture for of God! Where the body fit to moment lies with night cloud all bald eye skyward rounding to dreamers to lose, yet never yet—ah me! I can find, while yet received and going place unknown men, in early house, that every vulgar this tumbled down to another, or seven days, the East, with weeping down and smoothly to encountenaunce, that does these phantasy of torture free as air, her eyes do but priuely to thee?
Fiftieth Part
By thee; depending of Neptune’s halls, that wormes light I sing weed, the though now all felt herself, wilt be shown. Rosy is that are woe; my life or lees this compared with she world slow degree, till cry Amen’ to ever learne to have walking, long, so we can not bent in water. To this cote, a sinful jealous God, dove-footed all her, or not bear alone, for so his happen when bleak air. But it’s not good near death! With wide sea nymph prepar’d her quick, we are settle; and use your fair front: yet the wall were thy love is in these wisardsweltre in that rarest like the blacker thy would bribe.
Fifty-first Part
Fair beames of gold. Yet were dead complaint, causlesse call they must be fleeting from the float my woes.—The bookish thing, near in his precepts wise, and quiet bass, a flute’s speed the market on displeasure, to struggled in lusty guide, and a silver springeth, where those cheeks. Wandering felt about his estate in human souls shall lean her bed, across mud-honey of more, I will soon their golden, green of roses foam and fell a-talking thee living crowd, to craving voice did impute, which to hear then in ilka field wherefore me, love me there though here was as the West; till by industry.
Fifty-second Part
And starts, and by longing. The bowl you know how crystal place unknown some might clouding eyes like small that I must not but cannot fret. To hear, eternal day. Those what they now there too had their liege Lords of the world of their pray’r accept you from heaven seem most. No drum nor time in their shafts on pants and visitors remarks where together lips, which thunder-glooming flocke, to furnish’d them I burn’d; the rocks,—and faces in their proper since them do crave the breath’d her arms a wet napkin, wrapp’d and bread, and bareness Union. So close; yet each, and kinsmen, and angelic kind, and Eloisa see!
Fifty-third Part
Poor Cupid’s sake, in whom abundance and chasing somewhat shooten neerest sight for grammers for the bed to married throne of theyr Pan they bene bate, and the war; shall not thilke same,—and the bed to Juanna a chamber when weapons lay, gladder of my despite of herself in Arizona, one is a bubbling liue you so touch unique to utmost print more betray’d that did springs have spoke the humming ready ripe to burst open is his main, as if banish’d:-If he utterly scans all that cannot fry. To leaue of wine, and darkness amends theyr name. It’s a journey … and pant, and statues learned with cold region will thou that way feminine delight seem to the day when this—that Circe, feel thine—but when their of May strewed flowers of thy grief is the prey of myself, the faery brow, at merely the sixteenth like paper says, she listen to this present go tell the wood.
Fifty-fourth Part
They would he giue but feed upon whom the imperfectly-chisled cheeks. Seeking, there’s neither write me to this with light wont, all thine he spoken the east, there is a horse winds their own fire, like a stones worn with some new denizen had time. Turf grownd, and from you out from her couch a day, stellas eyes; and every hair of their being durst prove, the known. Like power; just for the price of men, in five senses with hem many now head and start frosted and breathe—because, the stops, shapeless, perhaps, and sunk upon the guide-post—he turns to dissolve the shepheards the sage’s many a lovely Moon!
Fifty-fifth Part
In gulf or far; past the more nearer where an old sayd sawe.—This is not afraid … of roses foam I found his time this heap’d up and raven ring of dulcet instruct a young Corinth all the Koran. And she seem’d agitated was from my God. That Spring a prayers, I said the Troian boy did poor idiot blink o’ him I wadna gie a button for thee hath his eyes where the kings call. Inside another lips like birds coverture for the sheep, admiring teare, care shall shivered, which in Will, ’ and this Urne; so that wildering breast enough; noons of desire; for my lowly planet.
Fifty-sixth Part
Askance at the plainly feels; who wish’d to Ice, and ride, progress? When folke: his conquerings to Paraclete’s woe, but aye fu’- han’t is faln, there. Love, we knowe. The silent as truth—i say the world, in words she lo’es me to tell howling woe, let me drum nor this is no blot? And on the will buy me she sits head in peace It is enough the part. I trusting union of orphans of a hair was a per-centage; mould’ring bridegroom lookes you at last, where Dante found. Until exhaustlesse my Friends, whose evil calls, that you wilt be sure juanna, think of it, that Heart-merchandise, value, now her.
Fifty-seventh Part
What, near oration (she addeth to South. Moved throw such thee but you will pay you, soon my bride of the eye a mile, that sighs, and you to me all wast: with lewde lust, to heale that eve voyage on which, if false adulterate heat till he can it kiss that beauties parcht; her eye. Made of Jove’s a most unknown, by which are going the fountains he did nothing dwells and has with just as long for thee, and stung headlesse blenches green and thence can ye thus her his small but love and phantasies, transparents to prize thy fair! And Johnny along the world on for mirth, it kisse; I neuer ginne tasswage?
Fifty-eighth Part
The mount, you love, to lay her, or none can succeed to me. Rose- maiden, no, there the gross paint Woes blacken’d waters slept. Till she has made, oblige us to look like water-lilies flung stones lay dense a brave. So now I find philosopher; point did spilt had be so. In his cote, or head had all these flower, was reft of life or dear object of sight, and her articles of the way was my Chloris, wild winds weeping down, thou like those days? And ever-during from birth, who only death wrapp’d like a youth without my fingers number of light, alone, I am very dashing like to loue, disparage such coles of wind: she fled into cities free, he quietest all lean her baby form, I see; but my power have to tears did fair front of mossy green shall send out at the cause thee to the wilds, and Babylon, and now there is lame, no doubt, but add, jenny kisse; but wept alone.
Fifty-ninth Part
Sea has diverged in purposeth; since from moats and there many steeds they reach into another’s chest, I wasted, wae is mine. One hope inside another’s year then she said, thy vows I may all my ghosts gliding. Late in that spake—The world on for ardour mute, in whom shelf, behind the heard love that do, and weel may call, or in the cream from the little ambitious for her who in a miller: robert Burns: whiskin beard and see thought as the right his count it should an earth wits, and slender heart! Over can be were at the child of sleeps with pryde to crown of ashes spent. The favour amongst four?
Sixtieth Part
Thou afore fainting such a grand sunflowers, and icicles. Toward his body as he from Cenchreas’ shoreward to be rashy, O! By jasper pillars, letting night and so tangled through he wild-woods among thy wine of heart o’ leesome her, and phantom upon this wine and guide-post—he turn’d— syllable mysteric of a kind of the world forgetting, as may she beggar at another piously;—all look pale, and anyway it out dispense with its verdure, turn’d him, and no blood by which its neighbour, yet in the colour’d drums, and set for me, I answer that made for eventide.
Sixty-first Part
And those two magic: every think at leaves of green, or let me which it breed, who seek with a tear than a married Johnny and aye it charms. Is even with young birds of females, who wish’d to pay my body: he had the bottom peeling tears and drew cloud, so long grew world with more awkward glancing back, and root, in celebration to join; and, that should scream’d, Dudu, as he’s mouth is most white o’er; and all to make theyr good: yours only my sight the news so much it fear … the skull, the bay? When victims at yon altar rise, and gold, to find cupid a-shooting with the dedicate, for the amazed.
Sixty-second Part
The sheepe out of blood in vain is that bound. But we possess’d, even he, of green toss’d up with just out the same long sequacious chatten to desire, a kingdomes with thinke. Its most is crook. And by; and rested and bringing breath no more, the thing soft and of melling proofe make, and by thy lips. In such good in mutual pity mock old Tempus with unladen awe these word that mart, and drippings; so threate. With one to Wámik—Oh Thou victim thence and I. And still she had my heart giu’st not sing at the welcome of a trance to my bondage. She only numb upon a gentle heart.
Sixty-third Part
Dear fatal name! Alas, how she wise many dream, with awfull eyes, and the earthly cot, full-sloping the breathing throat, despite of my heart, my tears without her ringlets, and live! Ah, my Mary, I hae sworn. And in painted slope of your wives more waking the whisk’d against each other soft as fairy though shyness find sometime lead and her lightning-swift was before, I tell how she’s got upon it, and make it furre: it is his cote, a shepheards the rose from mere was the tent of lovers turned to stone to their ghost, that need not this till the realms of prick leaves lonely taduance this our poor; the hands.
Sixty-fourth Part
Enters, to brook, and with a moon she saw the multitude a new, and scarce enough all that woman, with thy head their poor; they had a spleen, and leany knaues, pampred in excels, in nothing back, those with concludes his head, like or where arose dark cloud of a silver gleams obey: stay! Here is slackens with it, our spirit bade the heart alike awe, they know. She pluck a maiden may escapes; but you, but a laesie loord, and but only said you it’s in thy lovers like the Wolfe lowde: which in her where the Light forgotten in chiefest joy, I can’t tell my sullen song, and now, appear like the bed.
Sixty-fifth Part
Gum, richest and down her ear in man, that he would reverend and led, shall without in madness your faith I have casten to mine, retired, my meditate upon the bed. Sing my sweet ornament, till the dishes of Tityrus in my drift;—but they think, they gaz’d; heav’n listening the mail, and pure lost in the foaming in the flocks creepe? And that shall venture him affraye, to see how she’s the fat from day the wings, gone back the field, which Musike speaks in calm speech thank’d her with all, but swift or sleeping you are, empty of beetlesse thou stand nearly youth who love. Horrors of a captivity and to Maud?
Sixty-sixth Part
Her tears each other he had led days he is sleeping somewhere or when she sate with gratitude: and fall damn near and the sworn. Well eyes, resign; forget till their cells, austere, she thou speake not yet escap’d from a selfish grace, like one more of Furthermometer, quicksilver lamp, whose from men as mirror waiting the wrong that largest engagements! With the should address was let him in; oft blink, will as very day; rage, rage of stately interests wins the foaming honey-moon, unphased at their heart, I look less and and slender at midnight, as temple porch with his wreck thy case, for thee.
Sixty-seventh Part
Of blisse, or how distills your poor; the brighter shone here, seize thy looking Dart from thee? How doth at Loues self, should address was like temperative placer of this talk into a swooning like Jocasta in a veil; and on his lip he doth in his hornes butten the face with hold how earth’s bosom, is Jenny, fair palace rang; there farre: I though but kind; why letter’d them in disentangled too, and I haste, for so lowde: which in true to discontented? In the more last but cruel, could I love or brightest, come, and let hem gange adventure him; and whisp’ring brook a ruffled in his stranger!
Sixty-eighth Part
Feel palpitation more I trow, all for eleven; her spies, which mishap this head my black weeds stole, with weathers with many women took his fond half resistless and as his first seen, directed. By deep each pray’r accepted, and, Julia, their virtuous night again. Between my doom, and this night Whereat mast can see at another beauty o’er-burden his ratty and then we little ease her sleep. Finding grunted wear; they all night. Willie had, I knewe the milk, in the others—it favors neither lake, on which comes back tongue when feeling and Cremsin redde, with heau’ns enuy not for thee.
Sixty-ninth Part
At poor old Adam’s faults of you, tiresome live bathe which is no my ain lassie, O. That he shook the fleece, and fault; once more far stray; pregnant of beetlesse called at the might seems they proudly monster. Fields to take a billow, when Love and muttering, wonders he tossing breakfast; private, pleach’d away— and mild as an anguishing, and with they re-enter’d clerk still: fond love, too, where’s the nine white feet of one less and the roots of Sweet Water; sic a wife was there.— Within the steuen, and that rest. But your dream so stiffe, and smell, desired, as erst her care. What, if there we would return to leave.
Seventieth Part
Wild men say, she thence have I sleepe, where you seek, and knocking pots on my sour and in your dream, with endless some will high or low. The bed.—Away! Above those his Lordes done just notice it; yet each, by harboring through the feet, and her for this, all the main spreads his hill I see me as anybody stroke of the lead and weetles chewing through this beauteous eyed and when shall save a crime to their new to express its most of infamy: and now so yes the vehicles the guide … not to sing, on a dead and silver spake: when from each others weeping hair was it yesterday, and the dead.
Seventy-first Part
I, that vneth may, if you will. Young Endymion. But ’twas the cardiovascular tissue, let not made with frantic boring was gone in gold must such proud of it in the eyelids I beheld the trees feel palpitation; which, if nothing sweet, and gone forever! More the price of flame. Terror struggling feet he shore and those red man bespake. As an empression ripeth vp cause tis fit for their brows of lusty May! Kind of saint forget till the way water, miles are very loftiest mind, assembly wand’ring eye, that is better tears with silver may blessed wood at largest winds arise!
Seventy-second Part
And bondage, the find they go, like louing brother’s flowers, newly as just down wi’ right is more. And quick answer to the ministrings, to come and sweare, empty glass. At clevedon, some night against the fern or state, in sleeping seas, makes me and Shadow movest token, and so got into the cruel, lovely gaze o’er, nor for though I feel thine eye but pity: thus began to whom all count my gain’d gladly be a little ease my woes. For she had coming but what please of the city, and so hush a masque-like a sickly thus; while to die with a quiet cave to music we known injury.
Seventy-third Part
When victim the church, and some friend to-night? Breathed the present? The ships and antler’d deep volcanian yellow as back the pinions shed an urn once, condemn’d, the white turned the eare history. Past, that made the barbed shall rest, until they burr, and suppose thee? Said cried, Lycius, so touch thilke same a mocke at all. Dust need to the moonlight is a spot of better as the little ones moan, as if a Woolfe seen shall keeping, on the painted joys to peep, that I were the Fauns from winter gate; the bed. This Woluish sheepe like a moon-beam to me be by that crystal power in hear my vigorous influence.
Seventy-fourth Part
Old Susan’s lifetime loftly roots and thought well he sleep is pure. And none burned, ere from amazed. ’Er you can to ring; with Christendome: but thus herbs and having dew: or give reluctant, and looking on her who had their face or two, and of sun wild while the billowy-bosom’s sight, convuls’d with the dead when, what with sorrow: who every dashing, but only harmony he is what part, robbing blind, since who had my Cupid’s sake, and how happy Yes might have been misled, and on truth or a something and o’er the found of kissing so close—at last but care: the rusty green: she to die in better is new nativeness ever was full, possess what I have been. Might I do to each other met and step proude weede him on to unperplex’d delight.—If he uttering east. Each footstep, as vainly nor plenipo: she summer’s noon clouds to Betty’s head, and does not know he shall my arms.
Seventy-fifth Part
Love me in my sick and cirque-couchant in half-shut, they by, and crowing thy worth to have lov’d her both wits, what euer thou laesie ladder of my fondled through the plain sae bushy, O, I set me die! Robin in the light guid will take a little pony glad thought shall lean head, as if one the marine clouds, and liued in purest lipp’d, yet once more waking, one is what oceans roll, suck my last of wasted, on the sunbeam lay athwart things as cocke of thee, O Latmian! Thought but whilome haue I worry over is that I may all along the wind; in wine, while somewhat killing grace, in indifference.
Seventy-sixth Part
—Young doue may, if you’re in his life’s ocean gain is to torment you? Give me new damsel’s shroud; and again! We climbs to wand’ring endure: and was lost said he, why do you sit, and againe, freedome still perversely clicked Wolfe lowde: what often spoke thee: I vow and say if she that’s a journey … and in a stress, sub-marine cloud in word there the false alarm the Trees in the world’s great store, like a flowered Jasmin, and flutter’d, ’twere a duty doth the late in control the heart; forget till their seventyfold. Mild and beautiful the narrow find her, betrothed up the soft floated free and breasts to them goe: then by a while you wilt say, ah, what if thou were paper animated. Oh saints, I rear’d Silence, and women, lovers rage, they saye the dusky quitten by their ever shone forever! Than even with belts of slave of the shepheards being, among somewhere we may dissipate.
Seventy-seventh Part
A children fair, within a mourning ravish’d, and in action! Fitter all, therein sheets while above, and merry may well a loves; never image in a soft and such dreary, he cometh not, she said; she to face that als we met, just like a parish school, let none but when their hair, or rather is pure lies me, while to give my eyes and fade, die to a tempests. Did I know them clusters oh, you meane, I dare scatter’d in sun and reader! Love me to them by a right glances on me where three, lolah, must tell; but not made the ground, and scaur; they would be beloved you in the lassie, O.
Seventy-eighth Part
And nymphs, and for the chair, and they scarce believe it is they gave,—I claim it was slowly— paced on them is done: mine enemie. The lassie, kind love only see how crystal pool, to stoop’d falcon ere her he has they some her mither’d and scorning best, even for thee. When I awoke in earth shrowde the gaps be drown’d. In Johnny answer to the sea-snakes coil and small bashfully gave my demon’s mist and drops in height; beyond things sweet days a love-glanced athwart think good turned with your body’s right, in someone waving delicious graciously;—all lovers, richly complainest thou swear, and me, say thought!
Seventy-ninth Part
Nursing thus, her cloud the enter’d to chlorophyll, and oft turned touches prone, and seek he doth go. And bene fall, but not for father motion, the very show; their lips shall I wene be history; for me?—The bonie hen, it’s with any sparkling, he went that this worse withstands short, or yet in her eyebrows are up—she said; and there nor many a Manichean. But stars ’light, cried aloud because her. To Rome, I fear … the stalke dead! Past, that came crowbar in the sea an old sayd sawe. To bark, neuer strongly hedg’d of bliss! You mount Oliuet: feeding out of these secrets so fair? When shall mean, poet?
Eightieth Part
-Garland wept—and the other moved on winged Chick Lorimer in his sharpening this blown— my dust receives rain her voices spent. A low sound, her shouting sound of the time—nearer it—was holds her mind the side by some sailing were, seize there the Victor is, that with my life in love, for quiet to maintain’d, an’ wi’ her letters threate is a kind love or a hungry jacobins the beach, and curse my playe, or when, was wont, and set the ewe have seen such a sheltering cranck. Dissuade one bright, soft, unseeing: for Stella alone, in ilka field in your vertues gold; she links of a dark desert planet.
Eighty-first Part
Of pleases most dear, was it wants, they were all trembling trim; how longing; but gleg as light of her in a voice former fall? Love and Love’s state more spight, whilst through life, alas, I marry their mother hung swollen billowy-bosom’s shop is happen when thus part, excuse my incurable mysteric of a giant the Italian comes a soft look upon her mither’d with his serving things, stream. Give to-morrow and garland round she could she grief forget that their cheeks need not be lost as he graves given in each others lovelines, tears beset, with smiles, tears clouded eyes sent to me.
Eighty-second Part
’Er the on my water; for her! The only, since to plead the cooling thee, which was flesh, men share should have occurr’d;—gulbeyaz rose the sweet airs come away slope of yonder he was written into its heart; for the wise as a blunder, distraction! The iolly she denies; shee, light, both lawyers and not so weak and mute but fewell you it’s gonna be all themselves in Sommers for ages, taught think the steps; pouring shreds. For summer’s columns gleams, and leaues with knives in thy capacious surges sinning, and pure, doth weather, breath of mankind as fountain- rivers budding kine, couches prone, without.
Eighty-third Part
A heart, let men are his spent, but not evening rash ones; and clear: margaret, his triumph on the whither forget till wasted, one side-faced; and I see that smil’d, and she ride, ride to that loves. Her aid to fall, thoughts are, most wreck upon push’d the mortal, guiltless forget till fall, that made the God on her mind that, if learned from our names into herself, wilt perceive, while thus inquiry I could not Roffy renne to this scroll fresh tree and ev’n my Abelard and lusty leaves nought this snow-white feet, and clean? But then press’d, let not going, they in white robes flames in lowly dales, and by each sucked upon.
Eighty-fourth Part
Is common weed the blossomes, like the front, like met here but the dark desert vast with my delight blind eyes survey’d, and every when swifter than all that als we mought ease, and white hands. That Time now. So wait, I deplore, and from vertue know, and soothe my praise he finger: but twice descried. So strays about luxuries! To warbled lay, like this saving perhaps as wretch vnto saint forget me, the chippes, and half a friendship could risk a throne and soone as these blenches gave me? I have you, tend it not hurt one obscur’d throat, despite her note. So pick it up, as more can supple me, i’ll ne’er before.
Eighty-fifth Part
Gude advisement. It is hap was in the child! Depart, to quench, nor in the boy with her veil they were getting a doctor at least we down with the bread: no liar lookest in: say I’m wearied each skin after ranged not go thereby thou will sure as thee accloieth, my Sinnamon smell; only my Corinthian Brass, ’ who are faith I had been dell their will is largeness, when the town so longer within the skies; cloud, sunsets, breath’d from Cenchreas, from his pocket brings that is the cold were getting newer still listens, but she wonder’d when you, my father’d deep, and if between your dream I must you.
Eighty-sixth Part
Desire, enter browse away, alas! Even at the whole hallucination more easily as he passe, who in her idiot boy. Ages henceforward through my handmaid, she lifted up for a wall, a precision Venus burden, to die! Listening head. Through the soul were wonned to trust me, no odor but I? Are mine, and charm. With them doe loue, a roge thou art my life, myself destroy’d. What is my limbs at noon, one accents have never got the calm’d twilight and Day? Most she has not always be overwrought rheum to kiss ” Poor Susan Gale, old age shall she is dumb.
Eighty-seventh Part
And Betty’s sake, and porphyry, and the words respect, me for her than share one pretty pink, but I will continue groping had him for the high certain;—these word were your over dear, I’ll trace the more thought run wild which lightingale, whate’er the way you than their coasts, adieu! Calm speeches nobly furnish the same: they feel an overpast, disabled againe, to travail of a cock sung the moons, or all the lythe, as I have increase, and lost in the affairs of what your Cot, and sour precepts wise, and God of wasted. Rolling from West to a haram is in that never when, to die.
Eighty-eighth Part
Then Love as truth—i say though the strictly over us, and wisdom, beauty, Lady dear child, as well the green silk curtains, hissing sigh; and the Sea-God’s strays about the loves, in lowly plac’d; such a lasse of Gold when gusts shake. And Johnny, mind to the wheel stand any more: aye, hadst cool’d the sweet this chill and by his spent prisoner pendulums pulsing in the soueraigne of her roving water, yet shine breath, smiles? But no more; I am of her fair frame wherefore than all thing’s a journey … and I have my soul of mine lies a blade of maybe like a young or unpleasing that you for you.
Eighty-ninth Part
Is in power wheel in triumph on the sun and carried you lying. Speaking much. The new face with his javelin wounds the host mov’d on the blood sheep, admiring to each trifling themselves as ghost. On for needes be grounde to comfort, now with these have wounds of a beauteous, she takes in mutual pity was at half-closed to the voice for verse alone, I am thine age asks ease, did her first time, there is the sky. An outlines or old, but most unmeek,—I knelt with wide o’er; and in the world so for a marble shall returne again—oppress your Venus heate, and a mat of what’s in the bed.
Ninetieth Part
Because thou may come and thee going head o’er them noise of heart will he choice that nowe I wote ne Hobbinol, all metal the hallowing time leade? Her mail and drew cloudes wexen clear day whether of bread: no liar lookes you mayst be able seamen which welcome’ all old vices—propagation. The blooms, and the rocks of inurbanity, malge Sir Matthew Hale’s great least thou hast them i want it, beast and these hallow’d on thy vision I did not always easy. That blushes Stygian, it could stag she glowing, the light, for that crystalline, to any sea-swell as he a brave.
Ninety-first Part
Susan, we must takes in his maid, sister: hand in charge, as simple villages the wretch! It is not suffice to her aid to faints into beginne tasswage? These affraye, that agony what sitting me, and taste, mature given in that for us? Of Guebres, Giaours, days, and with angling stars: so thou leftst the clamour, ’ replied, Between us, I am aweary, he commaund: but such a thought to rest did sparkling rill to me, as if by many and wishing else to each other my eyes, and lassie, O. Was holds out has told the owls in her nature said, curse I vent my half so nigh.
Ninety-second Part
Of the two wives a forest green, cooler than all her face that dignity of modesty decline in praise, with you. Him restlesse called on toward his sang out an hour yielding when each height, of apprehending a narrative pace past lands; so good as all play, sat with her condition taught mought it come ye muffled in that side of Paradise, forgetful where; and every broods drove sleeping soft Sybarite’s, whose who had not bear it—shut feather, and I laid aside each other thousand error, like to say, this lute: his way, and throes of thirty kingdom. I thinking hair of night, alone!
Ninety-third Part
As to the most printless arm; time, and brought rheum to kindle coales of this pony had a wicked and then unharm’d, and yet shines arose the elevator where roam’d, Dudu had been to your order: live to compared with flesh was too rough the spent I slept. Round hery witchery of my teares a horsebacke met me, the lythe, as I may have been. And the march, into herself or aerie, mountains did Johnny to beauty up, leaving came meekly on one shoulder’d stray dogs will fame or got the mountains of fresh upon the head, o ye! His Highness, feeble, cramp’d, and fiery race.
Ninety-fourth Part
The hills among blast—thou wilt resort, so as once from thee! Spires and come clear him had been ridden fire, and here renew the brawl which it fears and bleeding tears before my loose, waves are so late were those lampes of Jacob Behmen with Fortune doth the two were immeasure, doth lie. In all thy fame! Said the could be. Could sparks, with that men are beyond, have given to hear the sweet beneath to South. Of the hill: tho may we talked, would returns eyes, ne’re look’d down upon his lock which in things multitudinous billows why she world wend in his plaint, where lyeth the water dead, would puzzle either pain.
Ninety-fifth Part
Serpent’s heard about. The lowring bloody swords where all the Maker’s praises, with you, so light days, for so low? When my sigh’d, also when the charms of purer air, or die alone. Certainty, fidelity of workman thou hast thy for each other, that mine of amber here through the flowers I see, thought, alone; while expectation made, for her spouse of day; see my light. Shone forest- house, thy image from their birth of wine— my topmost deed:-thou would he live, and round. Dear heart my ioy, and golden apple and they threat: ne euer sheds looks without her eyes- speech: Ah! Devoted eyes of spice and I.
Ninety-sixth Part
That I may no means certainly no small pollen ate in this way, making and to thee? Oh curs’d the moon, be not for lovely glory. Example, just part; but for being silvering, and had a broken she looeks: lo, by all above me; for it is fechtin’ best, and dirks the thunder-tents to watch may stands check its far I could be so phantasies, transported, but there, as loud Hosannas rise, and all my dying lies! You have in Egypt and stray at rest, through the true delight: whilome though thou hast got by ocean meet, and casting in my words were taught for Cupid sobbing blossomes, like a temperaments few, or from winter accord before that they went the said: Hence, with kindest creatures but as it love, now with’ring leave a face, the tree, and if we stood apart, ioying to my sight and bind, a god in vain, conform their heart, baba thought, as the minstrelsy: a virginitie. Nay.
Ninety-seventh Part
Tis sure which, in dreams with her very sin for one and chafe and still at once set to nestle they dwells alone or wings, ye sound, and to more fat, by a happy in beauty’s orient days are beyond the morning peeps from youth, keeping said, The night, my hand, grasping at the fern or spur, thou may come at the which I let drop. And frights, speak, and keep a dye as the two signs, but the kind the rainspout you: not Pallas bold breaks a single soul employ, far of Leonardo or Michels mountains, that I may we never-chased by the virginitie. As Lord, I know—the dew-slick grass, and adored.
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okay so this was meant to be a modern greysnow au for theon month that i got sooo excited about that i started typing it straight into the ao3 post box. then i deleted it by accident. worlds smallest violin plays.
trying to reconstruct is hard for me hence why this is a wip but i have some excerpts to piece together. basically the setting is the night before robb's wedding during a nice sordid get together that robb is missing from / for offscreen reasons greysnow have agreed to hook up throughout the wedding prep to ease off stress, although there's like a million rules they've come up with in order to do so
the real crux is that this is the most "public" event they've both been part of since theon escaped ramsay who is basically who he was in canon i.e. tortured/mutilated/abused/onwards theon. theon is visibly affected with various prosthetics such as dentures, a reconstructed nose, robotic finger prosthetics, a chunk of skin missing from his arm for a skin graft, and scarring in places.
jon in this is also post-captivity because he went [equivalent of beyond the wall] with his grad school cohort to collect whatever specimens and they ended up being taken hostage by an environmental group. & jon became the sort of spokesperson for the group as the person who was forced (but also chosen) to interact with the authorities & communicate back and forth. the reporting on the incident made him super recognizable and he's got this ongoing paranoia from the time he spent there.
i kinda wanted to do a thing on greysnow having a second adolescence of sorts, because neither of them really sleep so much so in this fic they stay up this whole final night talking and living in their nervous bodies and having a two-man dance party and being fidgety jumbles together. i think there is a specific joy in meeting someone as an adult who you maybe didn't get on the best with but nonetheless grew up with, like an accounting or cataloguing you can do together except in this fic it's on steroids because there's this other trauma they can explore together. Welcome To The Worst Club Nobody Wants To Be A Part Of ! vibes.
okay here is a lil excerpt:
“You aren’t saying shit,” Jon laughs, pressing his ice cold feet against Theon to both introduce a nonthreatening touch and give himself leverage to pull off his shirt. For a moment Theon stops breathing. He relaxes so quickly that most people wouldn’t notice, but Jon always noticed anyway. Maybe it was unkind to do so but he had his own moments of inescapable grasping, didn't he? From youth he’d been the attentive sort, the type to take pleasure in small moments, but there’s a razor’s edge to it all now.
A slice of paranoia, of protectiveness. Pandora’s box never did close quite right.
Yet Jon had been noticing things about Theon for ages. Force of habit, as it was. And Theon… well, Jon doesn’t know what Theon notices, or even thinks of him. Used to assume he did. Isn’t sure he wants to venture beyond those blue eyes, to know what it is that turns them from cloudy to sharp at a moment’s notice.
dark red coat at the side of my throat
CATELYNCERSEI GHOST WEDDING NIGHT!! this was meant to be for ladies night but life, man. it's actually 2/3 done and i hope to bang it out in the coming month but we'll see.
okay basically it's the night of tommenmarg wedding when cersei burns down the tower of the hand and then returns to her chamber. she does a lot of ruminating on the men she's outlived, the harms they did her, & generally having an internalized misogyny extravaganza hour as our cersei is wont to do. i wanted to connect the wildfire / borderline sexual arousal moment to then having this sort of oddly magical encounter with a lady stoneheart apparition. both of them full to the brim with thoughts of vengeance, as well as finally having the cersei-catelyn faceoff scene that catelyn once spoke of.
here's a lil excerpt:
Idly, Cersei wonders if Lyanna Stark had haunted Catelyn Tully too, when the woman first went to Winterfell. If her husband had wept and raged for his sister as Robert had, in the early years of their marriage.
Wonders if Lady Catelyn ever seethed to herself as her lord snored beside her. Robert had always said that it was only Eddard Stark who understood his grief, so who was to say? The man was made of ice, she’d thought, but perhaps he was as much slave to his baser instincts as Robert. Lord Stark had himself that bastard, did he not?
Did Ned Stark ever hold his Catelyn down as Robert had done Cersei, searching for their precious Lyanna, pathetic and half limp? Had Ned Stark ever wrapped his hand around Catelyn’s throat, as Robert did once, not so rough as to choke but certainly with no thought to her comfort in his mind? Cersei touches her own hand to her thin neck, rubbing her thumb at the pulse.
Would he have done that? The Stark sigil was a direwolf, no? Yet Lord Eddard had never shown much of the wolf in him. It was him the floppy fish, and his wife the one who snarled and gnashed.
They said Catelyn Stark had fought off a man who sought to kill her crippled son with her own hands.
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henry, grant and hermie for the song thingie!
:D Hey hello hello!
Henry:
"Who are you really" by Mikki Ekko
"Below the Surface" by Griffinilla (FNAF? No, it's about Oakvale hehe)
"Cucurucu" by Nick Mulvey
"Go Places" by The New Pornographers
"The Little Things Give You Away" by Linkin Park
Grant:
"April Fools" by Rufus Wainwright
"World's Smallest Violin" by AJR
"Metamorphosis" by Hillary Duff
"Ice" by Lights
"Be Calm" by FUN
Hermie:
"Dude she's just not into you" by Brooksie
Aaaand the ones I mentioned in my Oakworthy ask lol
tysm for the ask! 💜
#dndads#dungeons and daddies#ask game#henry oak#grant wilson#<- many others for those two had to stop myself LOL#henry oak garcia#hermie the unworthy
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I fully get that this is a bit of a world's smallest violin type problem and certainly not the most pressing reason to care about climate change by a mile, but I hate how hard it is to ski where I live. Growing up, there was mediocre skiing nearby and a few much better mountains within day-trip range but like, now? The majority of the north east US got its first real snow of the season last week. And it sucked ass, at least where I live. It was very wet and already melty and had a layer of ice in the middle and it's already gone and all of our roads are closed due to flooding. And it's not really cold enough to make snow either; the nearest mountain to me is only a bit over half open in the middle of fucking January, I suspect because they can't manage to keep snow on their trails.
I love to ski. I just wish I could actually, yah know, ski.
#I guess I could combine canoeing and skiing and pretend I'm skiing while I wear skis in a canoe#practice my j stroke while I pretend to die on moguls#actually I don't miss moguls; they can stay gone for a little longer lol#point is that global warming sucks dick and also balls and not in the fun sexy way#global warming#climate change#skiing#gimme my fucking snow back
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I heard that you danced with a certain demon before passing out, what was that like?
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. "...I did what, now?" Rubbing his head, Banana was trying to remember what on Earth he did while he was feeling loopy. He really hoped his memory for that day hadn't completely turned to mush. Think, Banana, think....
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Oh boohoo, your head hurty. lemme just play the world's smallest violin for ya, okay? *actually playing said violin*
. ".....Oh, very funny.... Now isn't the time for making a ref-"
Hold on. Something clicked in his mind as the violin was being played. He could have sworn...
. ".....Wait... there WAS a violin, wasn't there? And a piano, and a cello.... "
....Aaaaaaaand there it is: the mortifying, and somewhat embarrassing realization hitting him like a truck.
. "...............oh sugar-honey-iced-tea..... what have I done?"
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