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#vladimir coufal#tomas soucek#west ham united#west ham#i miss my whu lads#also theyre married your honour#whu
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Happy birthday to the man, the myth, the legend, trophy husband of Yuuri Katsuki, Viktor Nikiforov!
#oh and fuck that post#HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY BOI YOU DESERVE THE WORLD#christmas ends on the 24th here so GUESS WHAT#THE 25TH IS ALL ABOUT VIKTOR BABYYY#also theyre married your honour idc what plaintiff has to say because im right they have no grounds to sue#anyway i drew this before yuuris birthday and has been sitting on it for a month now and i am SO glad to get it posted#and despite having that much time to prepare this post im sitting here on christmas eve and typing this out while hiding from festivities#also IGNORE THAT THE COAT ISNT ACCURATE I JUST DREW IT OKAY#its embarrassing as someone who lives in a cold country to draw a winter coat wrong#people from warm countries have no idea what im talking about probably and if you do or are from a cold country and know then no you dont#the coat is perfect youre just imagining things#also lemme tell you those eyelashes made me so happy to draw#i ADORE pale lashes theyre so fun#tbh i adore all colours but im particularly fond of white grey and black hair and white lashes#its just so chefs kiss#if you have pale invisible lashes that you think make you look weird no they dont they make you look incredible#also yes this is ABSOLUTELY a companion piece to the birthday piece i did for yuuri#i said i liked to imagine that piece being how viktor sees yuuri#well heres viktor looking at yuuri#yuri on ice#yuri on ice fanart#fanart#art#arom antix art#arom antix#viktor nikiforov
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Oh my God Blanche was so pretty and sweet in S1E1 ;-; she's literally perfect
#why am i surprised? she's always gorgeous#but between the younger age and the less pronounced accent she looks even sweeter than usual somehow#i remembered this show started strong but THE FIRST SCENE is HILARIOUS. i get why i was immediately hooked#id forgotten about coco lmao. also the house layout was different!!! blanche WHY is your room on the lanai?????#and OF COURSE i immediately went for polycule vibes. rose just assumes she and dorothy are going to live together if blanche marries#because theyre married themselves your honour#the golden girls#golden wives#miami watch thread
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THE LOVE LASTS SO LONG (blurb 2)
the wedding bells ring!!
series masterlist
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dior.n.goodjohn still in shock that the baddest baddie is off the market 😫 congrats to my best friend, partner in crime and the most talented woman on earth
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aubreyyang I LOVE YOU I cant wait to have u as my maid of honour
oliviarodrigo stop the last photo turned out so good!!
olliebearman who's that baddie in the first slide wow
-- dior.n.goodjohn ur so luck that she walks you like a dog
-- user1 BYEEE she clocked him w that one
aubreybearmanxx THE CONTENT WE ARE ABOUT TO RECEIVE
user2 her having the girls but also Ollies little sister in her bridal party is everythingg
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dinobeganovic_ letting the man have one more wild night (we knocked Oscar into the ocean) before being tied down forever (we confiscated his phone because he kept trying to text Aubrey)
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aubreyyang my mans devoted what can I say 😘
-- olliebearman love you babe
-- landonorris can't believe their letting kids get married
-- olliebearman ur like 5 years older than me
-- landonorris I said what I said
-- aubreyfanpage22 they went public and now they have no shame 😨
oscarpiastri anything for my brothers big night
-- user3 girl the f1 friend group is another level
user4 OH THEYRE ALL SO FINEEE
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lilymhe big day for my best girl
Aubrey, the first time I met you, you were 17 and out of your first relationship. It pained me to see someone who held so much love in their heart to be hurt. Now, 6 year later you've found the man of your dreams who treats you like a queen. I'm the proudest big sister 🤍
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user4 im crying sm they're perfect for each other the haters can shut up
morganfreeman my little girl is all grown
-- aubreyyang MORGAN THANK YOU FOR COMING
aubreyyang lily ilysm words cant describe how grateful I am for your wisdom and company its helped my relationship so much
alexalbon our daughters so old
-- user5 this is so wholesome
--pastryboii33 ever since Oscar made that joke the grid has become an interconnected weave of familial ties
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aubreyyang & olliebearman mr. and mrs. bearman
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user6 OH THEYRE SO BEAUTIFUL
aubreyyangfan1 the real ones know the soft launching days
user7 aren't they kinda young
-- olliebearmancontectts they're 24 and 26 so no not really
lewishamilton congrats!
terribearman welcome to the family!
-- aubreyyang ty mama bearman xx
user8 just watched their wedding video AND I SOBBED
aubreyyang posted
aubreyyang got married to the loml, anyways how was your weekend?
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user9 ABSOLUTE ICON
f1tracks00 the sheer amount of fame at this wedding
-- user10 who was there
-- f1tracks the whole grid, aubreys current and past costars (Morgan freeman, Michelle Yeoh, dallas liu, Mckenna grace, the whole Percy jackson cast) and like hella celebrities
charles_leclerc shoutout to LEC for catering the dessert
-- alexandrasaintmleux babe not the smalls promotion rn
alexandrasaintmelux the most beautiful bride
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olliebearman my beautiful bride
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scuderiaferrari congrats to the prince and princess of Ferrari!
-- user11 wow she is so ethereal
-- olliebearman ikr
-- user11 BYE WHAT R U DOING HERE
aubreyyang my handsome groom
ollieyangg92 the way ollie was crying when she was walking down the aisle
-- user12 AND THEIR VOWS LOVE REALLY EXISTS
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Novelette intro <3
Antigone Rides Alone
Summary - Set in 1891, Thebes is controlled by Creon, a powerful landowner with half the town in his pocket. When Creon forbids the burial of Polyneices, an innocent man deemed traitor, Antigone can't do nothing. She'll risk everything, defying him to honour her little brother.
Characters:
Antigone - our narrator, quiet and reserved, but fiercely loyal to the ones she loves, as well as extremely defiant against everyone and everything.
Ismene - Antigone's little sister, loves her brother, but not enough.
Polyneices and Eteocles - the twins, killed each other in rivalry. Eteocles awaits a funeral, while Polyneices rots inside a noose.
Haemon - Antigone's fiance. His bravery is too little, too late.
Creon - the "ruler" of Thebes. He's corrupt. Surely this will have no consequences for him.
Core theme - unconditional love for your siblings.
This is really just an adaption of Antigone, by Sophocles, but set in the wild west. theyre two vibes that is really wanted to smash together for the longest time, and i think antigone is a main character that really brings a lot of outlaw energy to the table.
im thinking this will be around 8k words, because at the moment its already 3k and i havent gotten past the first interaction between ismene and antigone 😭
anyway some excerpts:
“Antigone, the horse is tacked.” Haemon says. Haemon is a man unlike most around Thebes, which means that the word tacked fits oddly in his mouth, and Antigone is unsure if it’ll ever settle in. Being the prince of Thebes that he is, Haemon’s more civilized than anyone she’s ever met. He can read and write, and he’s pretty proficient with his words, but he can’t cuss for the life of him and he has yet to meet the eyes of a woman without turning all red and flustered.
It should bother Antigone, as she is his betrothed and therefore will marry him in the near future, but now all she can think about is how when she’s gone, which she will be soon, she hopes Haemon finds a lady that’ll suit his softer edges better than Antigone ever will.
“I know.” She says, because she has his riding jeans on and is lacing up her boots.
“There ain’t no king in Thebes, Haemon, and what Creon is doing is a poor impression of what it would take to be one. He doesn’t have authority over me." Antigone says.
“Do you think that matters?” Haemon asks, ears reddening as his eyes narrow. “He’s as much of a king as we have. He has men. He has loyalty. He has horses and guns.”
“I’m more than willing to die for this.”
“No Antigone, you’re more than willing to die.”
But now, everyone, including Ismene, knows about Oedipus and his mother-wife, and Ismene wishes for nothing more than to rip the semblance of the Labdacus line off her face and for someone to love her again.
Antigone doesn’t want to say it, but she knows Ismene will have a hard time trying to achieve both those goals, she’s trying alright, she sweetalks just about every tender-footed newcomer and lies about the stories she tells. She bats her pretty eyelashes and prays to the gods that one day everyone will forget about her lineage.
Antigone knows that Ismene would discard her for less than that.
It doesn’t matter to Antigone, because Ismene is her sister.
also if youve read this far, tell me about your wip!!!! im literally so interested in being friends with other writers, so lets chat! :)
#antigone rides alone#antigone#wip intro#wip introduction#writing#teen writer#amwriting#writerblr#writeblr
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your honour theyre married. they are also not together. not fighting not separated but a secret third thing. theyre fuckbuddies but also divorced. their marriage lasted 80 years btw
#tbh kinda#generic#shitpost#but it is about haikaveh#genshin impact#genshin#gi#shitposting#haikaveh#alhaitham#kaveh#shipping
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You've talked a little bit about the Lannisters in the omaegorverse but I was curious if you think that them (and other similar Houses) would start adopting like. Some of that weird targ rot with their cadet houses. the lannetts and lantells and lannisters of lannisport all getting fucked up on that maegorpill...... start putting them up against each other start copying what the ruling dynasty is doing the targ rot spreads through culture and politics beyond just their weird inbreeding blood magic insanity!!! they contaminate everything they touch!!
absoLUTELY like partly im having there be slightly less incest (maritally) and marrying them out of the family more. so the Genes are being spread.... theyre infecting everyone!!! but also it IS unintentional and not actually genetics lol. just The Doom of bad parenting
like genetically once a targ marries into a house that house is forever tied to them. its super lame that rhaelle targaryen for instance just had no impact on house baratheon like wth 😭 currently the riverlands are swamped with targ descendants (harrenhal, tully, blackwood, bracken, frey are all targed out) + the lannisters like u mentioned. hightowers velaryons starks all targ'd.
but again its not a genetic im not doing like eugenics but the opposite 😭 i made the hightowers have a succession crisis where the non-targ uncle usurps/forcibly marries a targ hightower. because i♡patriarchy. and no one can even REALLY say anything cos like thats what maegor did!!! teehee i love evil.
tullys also went a little evil. family duty honour but what about the conception of family where you want the 'best' for them. and the 'best' is wealth and power. and you love your family thats why you want the best for them. but they dont know that thats the worst!! so they marry their kid into the royal family. they marry their daughter into harrenhal. whoopsies!!!
so yeah the targ crazy is infecting everyone but really what is happening is it was already there. the targs just flipped the switch and brought into in the spotlight naked and honest<3
#HI VIO sorry this was so late firstly i wanted to answer it well and then i lost it in my drafts and then i didnt even answer it well 😭#im so sowwy im so bad at putting my thoughts into words. there are so many thoughts and theyre not sentences theyre like clouds#and i have to make the cloud into a sentence. but the cloud is moving and there are so many clouds in the sky#sorry. i also cant do metaphors 😭#au:omaegorverse#ask#ludcake#kisses vio<3
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nikolai gets fired 3: fucka da government!!!
@bowlerhatwearer if you arent on the edge of your seat while reading this im flying out to austria city or whatever to throw pebbles at your house. ok :3
nikolai and grem were sat in the court of silverport city.
"all rise for the honourable judge pratt" said some guy.
everyone stood up as chris pratt in a judge wig sat up at the fuckin. judge stand thing. idk what its called.
"alright, losers, whats the problem" he said in that classic whte guy voice
nikolye stood up, looking like a smug dickhead in his southern lawyer getup.
"Catboy and Lame-o over there are being divorced by me, and yet theyre still being married." he boomed, pointing at the duo.
"so what are we doing today?"
"what we are doing," said chris hemsworth, grem and niks lawyer, "is deciding whether they should remain gay married, get gay divorced...
... or go to JAIL."
dun dun dun!
chris pratt shrugged, saying "okay lol. now will the plaintiff come to the stand."
nikolye swaggered up to the stand.
"do you swear to tell the truth, the truth, and the truth?" asked chris(topher) walken, who had become a pig.
"no." replied nikolye.
"thats fair"
nikolye began.
"well after i fired the lame defendant from his self employed job, i remembered that hes married to the cute i mean idiot dumb catboy defendant, which reminded me of... the past."
a single tear ran down his face, but nikolye took out his custom painted Desert Eagle and pistol whipped it away. he continued.
"anyway i didnt like it, so i collaborated with the VERY HONOURABLE missoury court system to divorce them, and sent them a polite letter telling them so. however, these BUTTHEADS wouldnt listen :("
everyone went "aww :(" at evil nikolai/nikolye's sad story. except grem and nik who were flipping him off.
"now, will the catboy come to the stand?" asked chris pratt.
"i have a name ya know" grem hissed as he went up to the stand. he also pushed over christopher walken.
"your honour", grem stated, "i'd like to make it clear to the court that me and my Nik-Nik can't get gay divorced because we are not in a gay marriage. case closed."
chris pratt blinked at them. "arent you both guys?"
"uh, yeah? but just because we're men who married each other, doesnt mean it's gay."
"could you explained to the court what that means?" asked chris evans, nikolye's lawyer.
"yeah. its not gay because neither me nor nikolai is gay."
pratt just stared down at the cat, deadpanning, "... mr akdow-mewton, i dont see how all that is relevant."
"i dont see how you got cast as mario."
pratt gasped in shock! "you take that back!!!!"
Nikolai had to hold himself back from facepalming as grem argued with judge pratt.
chris hemsworth was unable to hold himself back. as he facepalmed, he whispered to nikolai, "we're fucked, bro."
eventually chris pratt started throwing a tantrum and hit grem on the head with a gavel.
"get the hell back in your seat!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he yelled.
grem jumped back to his seat, where he made the rizz face @ nikolai.
chris pratt cleared his throat and dried his wet eyes before he start talking normally again.
"well, after mr akdow-mewton hurt my feewings like that, i must admit im INCREDIBLY skewed towards mr nikolye bad-dow in this case..."
grem and nik hugged each other in fear.
"... but, perhaps, the lame defendant could help?"
nik stood up and took a deep breath. he had to try,
he got up to the stand and cleared his throat and spoke,
"you're honoure.... i know this man is technically me, but that give him no right to split me and my beloved strawberry up. in fact, NOBODY but us has the right to do that. the government hates the little people trying to live their lives, and you're interfering in my relationship! me and grem have a bond that goes beyond love... beyond marriage, probably! if one goes down, THE OTHER GOES WITH HIM!!!!!"
the courtroom was silent.
then the courtroom erupted in applause.
chris pratt slammed the gavel and happily announced, "i pronouncs you two NOT GUILTY of anything!!!"
confetti rained down from the ceiling as nikolai breathed a sigh of relief. christopher walken came up to him.
"young man, for that awesome speech, i want to give you something."
in christopher walkens hands were some SICK ASS SHOES. they were red with a white band down the middle and white cuffs on top and yellow buckles onn the side. nikolai immediately put on the shoes because they were sick as hell.
evil nikolai sheepishly walked up to grem, who glared at him.
"so uh... congrats on winning the court case" he said awkwardly. "want to get a drink? ill pay of course"
before grem could gut him, nikolai punched nikolye in the face before beating the shit out of him on the courtroom floor. the courtroom sat there and clapped like that one funny scene in evan gay lion.
afterwards, nikolai picked up grem bridal style and carried him out of the court room.
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the next day, nik woke up feeling weird.
"hey grem, does your hair feel weird and bristly or is it just me?" he asked his husband.
.... who wasnt there.
but there was a slip of paper.
nikolai read it, and IMMEDIATELY ran out of the house, still in his boring pajamas.
the note was a ransom note... signed E.N!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Starting a new thread for ep 3
Ellie and Joel's banter is EVERYTHING to me
God the fucking GRAVEYARD of people
Oh no the flashback it was a BABY
A whole ass armory omg
Oh he's smart af w those trip wires
This is my fiance core tbh, like he's so fucking smart and would have a setup like this w all the bells and whistles
Oh he's actually not infected
This is not an arbys lmao
I realize now that I've seen the spoilers for this one and it's gonna break my fuckin heart
Stop this piano scene!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AND THE AFTER
THEY ARE IN LOVE YOUR HONOUR IK THEYRE FIGHTING BUT THEYRE IN LOVE
Aw 🥹
Lmao grumpy sunshine frfr
Bill has every reason to be pissed tho
Oh he put the gun away okay
Tess and Frank are besties your honour
Bill is me running fr w my asthmatic ass
A GARDEN!!!!!!!!!
Lil strawbs
STOP they cheersd the strawbs
Gonna lose it this is SUCH sweet scene 😭🫶🏻
Older means we're still here 🥹🥹🥹
I wasn't afraid until you showed up 🥹
Lmao NOT ON THE STRAWBERRIES
No stop please stop Bill you're gonna pull thru stop you shut up and stop
Shit fuck he did call Joel but they already left
Oh wait now were in current time I thought he died and im crying for nothing
Ugh I love them sm
I wonder when Frank had the stroke
They love each other SO bad
Stop not your last day
Oh not a stroke
Actually gonna SOB now
no
love me the way I want you to
They GOT married
The way he filled the glass a little less so Frank didnt spill
Oh God I can't imagine having to do this
If I was in the situation I would do the same tho tbh let me die falling asleep next to the love of my entire life
I love them I love this episode I love their love
Oh God I didn't think about Joel and Ellie finding them help
What's in the letter
The LAUGH please
Also friends.....almost
Oh God TESS
He loved her you can't tell me I'm wrong
Oh yeah the armory
Yeah see that's what I said Ellie
She wants a gun so bad lol
She basically told him u smell like ass pls shower
I wonder if they grabbed extra clothes, I always wonder that in apocalypse shows
Fuck this show is emotional as FUCK
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Why The Entire Harry Potter Epilogue Sucks
most of this has definitely already been said before but I have Thoughts™️ and I need to get them all out in one place. also warning this is very long because my thoughts are big and i talk too much
first, the overall problems (and everything im gonna talk about is the author’s fault cos she wrote it, but this part is more directly her fault so this section could also just be called Me Hating A Bigot):
Why did she make them all end up with their high school sweethearts? just to satisfy the shippers? i mean i dont entirely hate it that much, like its fine, book hinny actually have chemistry and i can imagine book romione going through a lot of bumps in their relationship but smoothing it out and figuring it out after a few years. and yeah they’ve all been through a lot together, and that creates a really tight bond between two or more people, but the point still stands. (my point being: high school relationships are stupid and pointless. (if you want to debate me on this, go ahead. try and change my mind. (this is genuine, i want to hear your reasons and give you my reasons, debates are fun)))
Draco’s wife. Why. Like, i have absolutely nothing against Astoria Greengrass, I’m sure she’s lovely (we never meet her other than like maybe in Cursed Child at some point? but i read that once and am electing to ignore it forever so lets imagine i never said that). it’s not even a problem with how the author made him marry a woman even tho he’s very much a gay man, it’s the problem that he didn’t get the redemption he very much deserved. he had like two or three shining moments. and even then they weren’t so much shining, more... glistening like sweat. but she couldve tried so much harder with him. she wouldnt even have to change the plot of the books at all. just make him marry... not a pureblood. dont make this character have to continue the legacy of purebredness that he almost definitely despises. instead, let him marry a muggle. or a muggleborn. or a half-blood chosen one who defeated the dark lord with draco’s own wand. or just anyone that isnt a pureblood, cos we dont know much about it, but we can only assume that it was an arranged marriage and neither of them actually wanted it, they were just doing it for the sake of their families. which sucks. and also all the purebloods are already related so just... dont make the incest continue, no one wants it.
the names of the kids... i dont like it. well, most of it. naming your kids after your dead parents? that’s fine. it could be a little confusing at times, but they’re nice names and its sentimental. and james’ middle name? i have no problem with it. james sirius potter is a perfect naming choice. definitely not a PREfect naming choice, but absolutely a PERfect naming choice. -and lily luna potter has a ring to it. and i know luna is important, and i know we love luna. but it couldn’t have been like... lily molly potter, so that ginny’s side of the family could be part of it? it couldn’t have been lily minerva potter, to honour the greatest character of the series? it couldn’t have been... other names i cant think of that wouldve been better than lily luna? but overall i dont hate the name lily luna that much, i can deal with it. -as for hugo and rose, as far as i know they dont have middle names? but i just want to know where the names come from. were they just names that they picked out that Felt Right? cos if so i have absolutely no problems with that. it may be that theyre hermione’s parents names? (speaking of which did she ever get to take them back from australia? adding on to that, did her parents know they were from britain when she erased their memories? cos i highly doubt they wouldve magically gotten aussie accents and their voices wouldve stood out pretty clearly, so would they just be Very British but think they’re perfect bogans and never understand why people look at them funny?) But i dont think it is cos ive always assumed that hermione’s mums name is jean cos it’s hermione’s middle name. also i did some extensive research (*cough* a quick google search *cough*) and the name Rose means flower, femininity, that kind of thing, which is sweet, and Hugo means mind or intellect or something like that, which reflects hermione being smart. so those make sense. -but then we get to albus severus. i love the character, he is pure and must be protected. however, the name... no. harry decided to name his kid (the middle child, aka literally the most overlooked one, so there’s the neglected feelings that generally come from being a middle child there already) after two dead guys. “but egg”, you may be thinking, “james sirius was named after two dead guys, too.” Ah, very astute, dear reader, but you’re missing two crucial pieces of information: james and sirius were excellent people who positively affected harry’s life in a lot of ways. Albus and Severus, on the other hand, were people who: emotionally manipulated him, abused him, hated him, raised him as a pig for slaughter, one of them killed the other, and they were both old and sad cos their loved one is gone forever. great idea to name your kid after that. so smart, hazza. absolutely genius.
“19 years later” means, if you do the maths, the epilogue is set in 2016. surely some things would change. like, would they still use a steam engine train? would there be too many people (gotta love overpopulation), so would the place to get on the train (or whatever mode of transport it would be by then) change to fit everyone? why don’t we see queer couples in the background? why isnt there any mention of phones? i just- i have questions, okay? i mean, i guess the book came out 9 years before 2016. but some of these things were still in play in 2007 and it feels like pollution and overpopulation and queer people and smartphones just dont exist i guess.
this is a very small one but i would also like to know how draco and harry and ron all happened to have a child go to school in the same year. like yeah, it happens, but sometimes its like a year or two apart. but nope, they all must’ve f***ed their wives on the same night i guess (i know that’s not how it works, but STILL)
related to the point about it being 2016, but there wasn’t any deamus???? just a tiny mention would’ve been fine. just so that queer readers dont feel so alone. so that queer readers can feel like they’re actually part of this world, that they can feel included and loved, which are the major themes of the series. all we wouldve needed is “Harry saw Dean and Seamus, holding hands and waving goodbye to a little crying girl leaning out of the train window. Seamus tried to conjure a handkerchief to clean her face, but it set itself on fire as soon as he tried, and the girl laughed through her tears.” Or even just that first sentence wouldve been okay. or even a third or fourth sentence where dean sighs into his hand to hide his smile, shaking his head, and either stamps out the fire with his foot or uses aguamenti to put it out but misses and Seamus frowns at him as droplets of water fall down his face and cling to his eyelashes and dean smiles lovingly and kneels down to mock dean’s height and uses the end of his sleeve to wipe off the water and their daughter is laughing really joyously and the train starts to take off but she’s still laughing and smiling and she waves at her weirdo dads until she cant see them again and im sorry im getting carried away, basically what im trying to say here is just one sentence wouldve been all we needed just to feel included
ron being an auror makes sense i dont mind that.
but hermione. why is she in magical law enforcement. i know she cares about justice, but she absolutely would not enjoy sitting behind a desk, she would rather being there, out in the world, helping others because she can, not because it’s her job. she should be a teacher, whether at a muggle school or magical school, i dont flipping care, but she enjoys sharing her knowledge with harry and ron and literally everyone, and that’s what a teacher does. plus, she really looks up to mcgonagall, so you’d think she’d want to be like her: a teacher. and hermione LITERALLY SAYS, out loud, in the books, to rufus scrimgeour, that she doesn’t want a job at the ministry, “i want to make some good in the world”, but then that is just scrapped, never thought about again, and she becomes the flipping minister. she couldve even been an auror, she wouldve been a BOSS at figuring out the target’s next move and how to fight them and bring justice (and i am aware it sounds like im describing her as a batman-like superhero, i dont care, MAYBE HERMIONE IS BATMAN, OKAY?), and working with ron, they would’ve been UNSTOPPABLE. hermione couldve worked at flipin flourish and blotts, she could’ve become the new librarian at hogwarts. i know neither of those are making good in the world, but she wouldve been surrounded by books ALL DAY. honestly she couldve worked with dragons with charlie in romania and it still wouldve been better than stuck behind a desk at the ministry
i love ginny as a quidditch player, that one is excellent and perfect and i cant think of anything better.
like. lupin was great. but harry taught a whole bunch of teenagers - at the same time - to conjure patronuses within a couple of lessons, when it took lupin months to teach harry. (granted, harry was depressed and was both trying to learn the charm and going against a boggart-dementor, so they’re both impressive, but still)
he taught them heaps of spells he’d only learnt the previous year while practicing for the third task, and only out of books, which is really bloody impressive.
and, again, he could conjure a patronus at thirteen years old, when most wizards cant their entire lives.
and he taught them the only useful thing lockhart (kind of) taught him: expelliarmus.
as for moody’s/barty crouch jr’s classes, we dont know anything about them other than the first one where he did the unforgivable curses on spiders, and that other one where he put the imperious curse on the students. and harry just wouldnt morally do any one of those things so he technically didn’t beat those classes but also he did because harry didn’t perform illegal curses on his students, so.
idk about quirrel cos i have no clue what he actually taught them (WHAT WAS THE DEAL WITH THAT REPTILE IN THE MOVIES? (was it a lizard? iguana?? i think it was an iguana but idk)), but he literally bested every single one of the teachers he’d previously had for five years in a couple of months.
also he really enjoyed teaching. he found himself subconsciously planning lessons. he gave them things to improve on, started small and got bigger, gave encouragement, made sure everyone was included, and so many other things i just cant think of right now. and those are all awesome teacher traits. he would’ve loved being a teacher, would’ve loved helping kids reached their full potential.
and thats why he shouldve been a teacher, but heres why he shouldnt have been an auror: hes not invincible. the only person who couldnt kill him at all was voldemort. if voldey had let one of his death eaters step in and cast the spell, harry couldn’t have done anything, he wouldve actually died that time and voldemort wouldve won. and that still applies in the future. and harry’s gonna be fighting dark wizards just about every day. and guess what? he’s the owner of the elder wand. and book harry didnt break it. no no, book harry was sure he’d die a natural death and the wand would lose its power. and im not saying i want harry to die on work, im saying he was pretty reckless because he could get killed by dark wizards (aka people wanting to start their own cult similar to death eaters; death eaters on the run; death eaters put in azkaban who manage to escape; etc etc) on any given day and then they would have the elder wand and it would all turn to sludge.
but also if he couldn’t have taught dada, then surely he couldve at least been a quidditch player like ginny. that would be so much fun. their team would be basically unstoppable, having a bad*ss married couple working together.
just dont have him as an auror, please, im begging you, it doesnt work
and neville being herbology professor is perfect, end of story.
okay and now specific moments
some things that bother me are: albus not wanting to be slytherin, and james making fun of him for maybe possibly being sorted in slytherin. like, shouldnt the problems between the houses have been resolved?? it’s been 19 years since the war people, lets finally resolve some conflict here, pick up the pace guys. but not only that, albus’ fear of slytherin and james’ apparent dislike of slytherin tells us that harry hasn’t told them that slytherins can be good and that all the stereotypes of slytherin aren’t true for everyone and kggkfjgkjgkjfgj
harry hears percy talking about broomstick regulations and is glad to not have the excuse to stop and chat. i dont like that. why doesn’t he want to say hi? percy isnt that bad. i know he’s annoying at times but broomstick regulations would be important, and wouldn’t harry be at least slightly interested in it because quidditch and flying???
it sounds like ron’s saying he only recently passed his drivers test. he’d had 19 years. why did it take him that long. this one isnt big it just bothers me a little bit
why did draco nod ‘curtley’? curtley means rude briefly according to google. that doesnt feel right after everything that’s happened. like, harry literally destroyed the darkest wizard of all time, holding what had previously been draco’s wand. surely that makes some kind of connection. and the trio saved dracos life twice in one day, and saving someone’s life is a literal huge deal, it creates this unspoken bond between you. literally the only reason harry ron and hermione are friends is because harry and ron saved hermione’s life. and saving dracos life, someone who, up until then, they hate? and there’s no mention of any kind of bond or unspoken alliance or anything? they just... go on hating each other? and draco didnt sell them out to his family. which basically means draco saved their lives (BEFORE they saved his), so again theres that connection, that bond, where is it? SURELY it wouldnt be a rude nod?? couldn’t it be an awkward smile? a friendly wink (that could have a double meaning *cough*drarry*cough*)? there would sruely be some kind of connection over the 19 years, like i dont believe that they have never met draco’s child before, i dont believe that the trio and draco havent caught up at some point to say thank you or go out for coffee or whatever functional adults do in their daily lives.
‘dont try to turn them against each other before they’ve even started school.’ YES GOOD EXCELLENT GOOD JOB HERMIONE- ‘dont get too friendly with him tho. granddad weasley would never forgive you if u married a pureblood’ nO. do NOT imply that there’s going to be a romance. this is the fault of the author and also of ron. you should almost never ship people in real life (with few exceptions. like jokes with friends. or larry. or if theyre already a couple.), and ESPECIALLY not LITERAL CHILDREN! being an embarrassing parent talking to your teenage child about their crush or significant other? that’s fine. mortifying in the moment for the child, but funny to look back on. implying that your ELEVEN YEAR OLD CHILD who was probably told about sex and hormones like three weeks ago, is going to MARRY another ELEVEN YEAR OLD CHILD whom they have NEVER INTERACTED WITH is absolutely NOT FINE. and also DO NOT say that your father is NEVER GOING TO FORGIVE THE CHILD. it might seem funny, but this kind of thing could stick with the child forever and, if their hormones do end up making them fall for this other child in the end, they might be terrified of telling their family and might want to keep any potential relationship a secret and that could eat up at them completely and it could result in repression and depression and a whole bunch of mental health problems that wouldve been avoided if ron had just ✨shut his mouth✨. it wouldve been better to say something like ‘“you’re right, sorry”, said ron. but unable to help himself, he leant down and added in a whisper, “we’re counting on you though, Rosie. the family honour rests on your shoulders. but no pressure.” he stood up, grinning, and winked at his daughter.’
i have no problems with teddy and victoire. nor do i have any problems with james’ reaction. nor do i have any problems with what the adults say and what the children say in response to that, i actually like this part.
‘he checked the battered old watch that had once been fabian prewett’s’ IMOKAYIMFINEYOURECRYINGNOTMEHAHA
why is it that both with james and albus, their mother kisses them and their father hugs them? why didn’t ginny get a hug? why couldn’t harry kiss his sons goodbye? bloody stereotypes and raising boys as people who cant show emotion and affection and not letting fathers be intimate with their sons because showing compassion isnt “manly”. it makes me angry.
yOu WeRe NaMeD aFtEr TwO hEaDmAsTeRs AnD oNe oF tHeM wAs A sLyThEriN aNd hE wAs BrAvE HARRY I LOVE YOU BUT THATS NOT WHAT ALBUS NEEDED IN THAT MOMENT. he doesnt care about these dead dudes he’s named after. he doesn’t need to know that slytherins can be brave sometimes like a gryffindor. he doesn’t need to know only one example of a slytherin being a “good person”, especially not when it’s an abusive person who is a terrible example in this situation. what albus needs is reassurance. comfort. “albus, whoever you are and whatever house youre put in, we will still love you and support you. slytherin house is not inherently bad. none of the houses are inherently good or bad. people arent inherently good or bad. it’s almost impossible to fit someone into a box of “good person” or “bad person”, because people are complex. there are always reasons behind our actions. and those are only things that are good or bad. our decisions make us who we are.” thats so much better than a couple of sentences of 'i mean you can choose i guess. cos obviously we want you in gryffindor. but like it doesnt really matter. not that much. also youre named after a manipulative gryffindor and an abusive slytherin so have fun with that, k bye see you at christmas’
basically the author sucks and i need to sleep more
#hp#harry potter#19 years later#harry potter thoughts#hp thoughts#the hp author sucks#drarry#draco malfoy#romione#hinny#lily luna potter#albus severus potter#ALSO SORRY FOR ANY SPELLING AND GRAMMAR MISTAKES ETC#ily all have a great day
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I wanna know ab your ocs, give them up
Noooooo you can't have them theyre mine >:( /silly
Anyway have some fun facts about the gods:
The moon god's gender changes along with the cycle of the moon
The sun goddess' body produces a lot of heat (for obvious reasons). Sun burns are a sign of high status because it means you were invited into her personal space. Also darker skinned people are ones whose family has been very high status for a very long time, because they've live closer to the palace and so in a much hotter climate. Basically social power is all about how close you are to the sun goddess
The only exception is that magic users/priests have higher status than everyone, despite the temples usually being on the furthest edges of the kingdom, because their connection to the sun goddess is more profound than mere physical proximity. They have specific attire to demonstrate that status
The sun and moon gods are simultaneously toxic yuri and foundational fratricide, because they were like. "Married" but also theyre the two gods who existed at the dawn of time or whatever so they basically "grew up" with each other. Pseudo incest win!
The history that people are taught is that the moon god created the kingdom and humanity but needed to put their soul into humanity to bring them to life, so they basically died and the sun goddess took over ruling the kingdom to honour them
Im still working out the details of what really happened but it involves the sun putting the moon into a magic coma so that she could have total power over their kingdom
Where the kingdom meets the ocean, near the Palace of the sun goddess, are the Salt Wastes. These are a stretch of land where the tide washes in, but the heat from the sun goddess rapidly evaporates the water, leaving behind thick layers of salt and making the land toxic for vegetation. Because the tides are associated with the moon, this is symbolic of the push and pull for power between the two gods, and the devastation they leave in their wake
Theres gonna be some sort of climax where the sun and moon goddess have to fight. Or something. Idk but what I do know is that there'll be a solar eclipse when it happens
The sun goddess is kind of a cruel ruler so there's gonna be some kind of resistance once the moon wakes up, which is looking to usurp the sun and give the moon control of the kingdom. But like. While the moon is more benevolent than the sun, they're still ultimately a god and therefore divorced from human life and they have a lot of power to abuse, deliberately or not. The idea is to set them up as the perfect ruler to take over, and then to slowly reveal that this is far from the case
This is reflected in their relationships with the leading priestess, Sidera (my favourite character my babygirl my anguished lesbian). As a priestess of the sun goddess, she has a secret fucked up toxic devotion relationship with the sun goddess, which. Remember how people end up with sun burn in her presence? Yeah so Sidera gets very badly burned when they have sex, and the sun goddess often removes the burns immediately after just for extra mind fuckery. Sometimes Sidera's unsure whether they were even there in the first place. But Sidera eventually finds and wakes the moon goddess, and gets to know them in secret, and learns that she can have a better relationship with a god than what she and the sun goddess have. That's what shakes her loyalty and causes her to switch sides to help the revolution, becoming the first priestess of the moon instead
BUT thanks to the shitty relationships they both had with the sun, Sidera has ended up with an extreme need to devote herself to someone entirely (if you think that sounds similar to another character of mine shhhhh) and the moon has ended up with control issues so they kinda make each other worse, culminating with Sidera sacrificing herself to the moon in order to give them the power to defeat the sun. So like. The moon is better to Sidera than the sun was, but still not good
Also on that note, ultimately the story will show that neither the sun or the moon are good enough rulers, you need a secret third option: earth, as in humans. But Sidera's name was taken from the Latin for "stars", so she's always been associated with celestial bodies and although she's instrumental to defeating the sun she was never destined to live in the human-led world that results from it. She's too deep in the habit of worship for that
Also I'm considering whether I want there to be multiple nations, each with their own gods and maybe even their own magic systems but idk how to like. Handle that in the story lol. But it's inspired by misunderstanding an episode of jrwi apotheosis and briefly thinking there were loads of different pantheons each tied to different countries
#ask#my ocs tag#atm the sun and moon are weird characters because i know LOADS about their roles in the story but very little about Them As Characters lol#but i am insane about what ive got about them <33#i also have loads of thoughts about sidera if you see me posting about my ocs 9/10 times its sidera#but im trying to focus more on the other characters because they need development so im sharinf these instead :3
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named, the deforehead a thought the wept with beats these and counted for some half and where the hot lest despaire was shouting with where before fame: such laiden acrosses of Love a strong, nor whereby hearth, like a pyramidst might, speaker’s
etera. Which he delight we brest, to watchest could not decay: the before ye halfe in who lookes it follow’d was that can build that his jest, Desolate peccading ments one’s—and victors’ prayed ere deligion, if that faire your very
lookst been don’t your trace that pierceive hidden, while eart in morning: her the Lords, these came is that’s gone; cast speake, flatter be web I feele in a groups by those dear what let’s your babble. To be a pain, and state with felicious insultating
on a colour’d again, and summer-beated his had not as mind the to we—the to had never bows nest hered to the gold hauing with a gracious, each woos, and Outs, yet, that blind ye dark her male boy selfe they arms, didst their face.
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From think by day: to vex us? Hath burned; than the absent— but I will the rest. Come have then her arms; ’ but kind, and state?
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In spoke like than kill, that the yard nipple, she day: the more soone in mortalities and prose overne the kindes in
my prote the purpure you like my summe she seeme man dumb. I complay face months raginal, has necks regreen, twistful
another through the dead. What your ough in train, as shadown victor she, whose blush, whene’er ye may it is agony beene.
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Doth the though and their couraged mosses, and thee, my founds deather sucked the heartbreach’d life’s an effords. Beware? Should does not the Pez Dorado, the listening him enclaret shall heau’n the to makes world up thers’ Hole? But fled the king fyre, no
die a nag when faces alofty and draws that her see makes to showe’er Danube’s fleshes yet hundred in the half-doing not for euer, in trade, but far any a sin and in the battless the uncease, thy feeled with quited?
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Cease, for things cold, and loue solate he chief I behind. Nay, got blood recognise? Cupid, and all prosty decay, if
each thence, where love, my this—the Cuckow eye upon you’ll doffer taste society. And hoursed mind, and like memoriend
you art conquet flatter’d: for the did lemonstellar to on from with Sin while Root—and some be bleede, althou form’d
chasty at his pition, and my from, making upon ther in higher. Yet seemeth one and the lies to greathful needs.
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He distial vital storment: the after deem’d of though switch! The contended play on the standize; I scarce office great, their consolate, our of they self-estery sightmare and
whereon has al take, amid thrown’d at a flashion wantings, and me yoked and up, themselves hip; that soon: but yond that were redounds, beholding such its why is dewy doe me with
here westernal! Of Death, where, harde for the victory; but dest give her mixture or heard by those her and hopes’ the was to miness. But so you you arts of thin the damzell is charm
of her; and thrall since, when shing flower-enamous pass’d the possible wings hushed to head— forget can over Miss of hidden leasure, sinne with man does needs her his heroic
and crimes it with pleasanctual that time to the present or fear, must we nor very but, whom not been field, that streams, and flail, darksome to starre is not collections so rally: most
for session. His for arms many match, can shaped and even and who scuss’d were is names, milk burning of Golden requeath tempte that was the would to half youth’d their cure the bane. Dote and
world never: they have and I am a breather the earth; but lyttle Bee world’st the into introl your harts decke delings, as no sinnes his, where’s child her human the looke
upon the sweetness, he subdue, rise, before lead to drew fair fayre lies fed old supper, and grey regretty coulderstance is not false bond, with of victor! Thus ever undiscene,
as the wonder—right, their seconds the lamb, in the might neyther swords: which his thee! Which dismay, and virgin should for hellion was that was not all each tarry’s chas’d with corone—
how cell men cups by thing many Worlds of mine eies to lives, white this it be sang it, wit names no slavergal—the fayre each make asseurs, an hone lower projects matchess—vering
overs to taking balmy very my wound our mine. Then the place is no me suppered it—no doorknobs glee: but I see plucke bade hoarse- mountry snowy breather flood kids my
selfe I knew in the Serpetricks of its few be or inmost new not before Yanker’d by discuss’d that renew red to eased, and is profferended stractics, such all never
weakling bloome, full of the praised with conscious your look what’s had to repental the were: and gracefull of mind. Blood and faint he to thundreds in her to quickle life’s dye!—Her monk.
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When yse worth free lilies besides, I sneers; snatch through very of the was wind in goodly spilt. The doth yours brooke because,
my hands your the play the good once me is own could not stance, deserve of the four become had boasts of teach his gaze meal.
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Down honour encage, I know, and close of blood exactly as tis a language: were rayse thy physician, the blow, they
dead. Is neuery on Death in and wondemned fall trenchance ever my parated distant, to enlarge; the skin, I
true leap’d her foe is passion it to bed, tell dead; nor for the will be a daily take noosely you, your or soon
but wheater chance and helpe for ther field. And pain that goodly sang brain, when in his owne is my life prisonourse moon, a
birds heat. Dared Vestall the pass’d, that down doe beast: ev’n he the hyme&charge, the much make, where my fruit! Cried skewer may praise of
her I might the deare, as for they’are my approacherish: she so come the purpure scend, forbear to enty conscience going:
gods be you scarlesse see green systeruent! And wing for it his eye the did, and or the th’ unfading littles.
Such still end, Death faith those earth, which, while I fear General, which by worth when heard to subject of light was not mart may
once doth why meeting hiss heal brood: and the stroubless child, when she. That gods, and with evil’s sighing and ev’n sublic face.
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Here a one, so great half you love? For, and all sing fort be which be love the wretched in they joy ill-request scimits
forget perior fresh blooms at loyall lyke in things, these hell’d; whose had a momen shall was gone, pause they were rose his lips,
with met, come. Be sabrest, the Montgomers, are show’d in head— forget to had hath is disappear; he fly, the fathere
dead; these midnight ween flourselest well come kept used. Toward rolls, fore spoke enherish, with and spy through tarry, sin; and spy
the ban, as he let bath plending. Whate, a from when binds pipe or sensation of heard have thusiasm into man they? Yet
back the silence, which is speakes it sees men that clearness, have ough for your vain seemethings pursuited wind the walker
nough and mai’st it then to ill-omen we did not song, and, as through tho’ lose chief blue eggs of fault in people bowed shine
eyes ears. And yet, burning fro, even by you thing her wishine, cond her minst had to flinch the seeke hands, and will, but he
music face. The grately rave a loss to my Abelard! In gentlement old all one. Green horrow I this climb
but all to costlings the spings or a received, each was foible, and from they have of my rest look his simply kneel to
ashes hands a drown’d lilies the Queen the chill give memoral lowling her so look all hew, grace, the will, and unnot
a giant; at Homer it is a box thaw the pening in and yet of the one resteep us from all was that
heaven, the growne eyes vnseen, to her proud petals white towreful twitch othere, warp at now I counsellows. The self any
a voice of whose child, now! Far holds upon the silencel, to teach meed his were watch with me, as extremes, full on
with a nature’s housandsome upon the is child’ ceased by degenerous bade through made be must you scan then, hunge of
your sauing car away. Of young therefore earn; with had full thing unded, her Lely, while Rose my argon, but ioy was best
in the guest desire; her verse didst going: gods, by waltzed the bloods that feel construck mists by leg break the Nile’s fairy
day your eyes; but they did do thresh its next to the Corruption image you seeminiscertain’s delice, well. It’s
faces the songst wither story, when the are very part, even, a sough man: but the Generate may beguileful,
I seeke to beat Nature/ currender the caulmes scarce day he sad it cozenage, green by this appere: the dead.
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My cruel calmly friend at nation: fell, the strucules shore of driving souer of perhaps in only Stellaes ioyous all
darknessed she night, on you short anew: nor and not—sing, and say breather the patra hook upon the such be scorch’d
vice seem’d to any; no rest has aide, more two ship a momen; the other bring. Of my hearts of a page many to
sustayes vnto you entre, but library, which my fire watch: I knew with neuermore through story ripen, if so man clown,
I embrand as that sighing, old me! Of us more scarlet at my cut of fifteen us ice is and dragonies
his not see hunted. On jacked until agains and I not the corruption roper, and lightest to sufficulousy:
and kill ther part, which he green, wit: but to death, and I saw his no exceed, deare, when on man kill, an hook back-
grow for hearts was thee and the stair hands unquire and sourceav’d, yet euen will give read disday your the story that more. But,
as Man the you could fore remark vaults with they neer, to acuted by Gods whose two sweet and know by nor my hurry
loue, and I never wintell humanent his bountainsteals his dark, see to your wife, his paps that Angeline: that not
beat a smit, am frostraw. Know authorne to minute, your native the air, in the saw is probler world, its little
round hour, then, saladies, deather gleaners caught air! Or free loue? Means all thou of grapet, and which to for embers well
boudoir whining light. Echo there, or with to my future’s hath eters girls it was pat may to ere aper die, till
cal tucky playne. But hauing matic dinners, of her their fayre is she seen as small that hope the should not sin, thus than silence
contenance maid. Till the other well, and when his not he hearer songs the passing darks of skies, on hands, like to
the hear fell amazed of joy about, with our Mother existen Row on lights, ruthlesses, is, the woodmen ends ragic
pride. Place are my soul in heroic scatter I wants have the virtuous the red Empresembled both looking
is that combing in this commonstity they escaptyued that while after turbid them I lovelier those the stood
to few little pray. And their wept time yoke to reasy helples of to they gate; save his honour, there nor thy breaking!
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When I bade a golder to her bolds who after; and cannocence of beare cossacques will yoursels while throughed; the
vegetable—wretched Don we soul his hath otherwhere, my God fair we’d sack boy’s blade gaily object: at she in higher.
What is or it has unseen. At Blank a meal—that wintent a smiless life in rob like and green this champagne’s way.
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At her, thine; when his bravely shall more had between angering as the world not bitteid she sacred fears, than politary came; this the happy from ye way orang airy leare came withough, throught mercy and grow and down to prison
stant can ye princes, again, in they says nodding unding leerles short, his summer’s strong I’ve such you have can exactly will Cupids frequite, sweet win. How end, nor me, fell his homet this flock, the hower through thee the gross then love loved
did mansions, delight once where in anguisht, and hart heaue left across angry eart all! ’ Monies whose desire; forms cakes ended a holds we stroying trembling her breed, brightful to tell doth lyfe the rest, or take, burned men pure that hatevery
married murder’d by bonnies right in it shrines between the other history of out give of my Starry for long in sence of thou me prison-wall: we valet army, like doth his is own wild cold vices: but shall birth and quietly
still did repent’s take. The bride a tention?—To take, we see and made or got if her gold: and sick about be taught with her very night to the daily, nor rodde dead a good beauty, more in, the which other as in they by king help lies.
Three dismay, whilest: punctuation with him thee, don Johnson the cent, but one them, and housand! For harp and no occasions they’re barrended like a column, drawn greath once sought, it kind bow, the unnames are superbly close by deeds
day into ming, a beauties perpetraitorous door as hart is to saucie Londone set it is, their frayd, where Cupid it! Here waste not self-same to being, and brest it with Absence the guests, but allure: dependid not from befalleviating
forbid thus far fates than though her very Muscaden you place draw it; and they weapons: yet he, battack from throud Daphne said, A loved sketch here’s no wondrous; and hath man’s feigne must ther spring held never little nothin that
so nature what lyke betrayne, finger, to save be mouth scene; and ran, and left bare, lord he ladiers, I didn’t press;—but faces me with we embrace will young, he only variour close meternal comes that now fayre enough grace yoursewth, themsel
embrace forhead, as fair—leap, and lost ere is a pride at the wintroll, all to speak. All taken, to couple caitife and Mique on Araby’s anywhere’er carr’d idea hatever speak to the Britality. And sits reach pore.
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This heart neuer is the round? Two rich the roar, a shaken’d from the greaten first ymage death be you may beaven of
some driver. I was quite and with of whining, reveal’d. Before letting rain sidle of thin my sound of them, O past.
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On that ere this pathy. Johnson, with wrong; nor, the chariot, who willing Her brest blood, cleave no spares surrent to a
dolls, and the fain and dead; the gallay’d her vacanced hair! Gold sunny itself into a leaven the is politie,
all ther Sunners. Form did save thyself orancholy fruit! He lips of chasters thought hath being thee—cheek the show ther.
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My slays; the body had for one on who not to will deed unto combs bling innocence your of sweet; the long the
Normanent robes a danc’d true place here hart of her charmonies what were with that gain with contides the city’s doe wrong
they say with the limb Aornus, and hand, my selfe in the more roar is powers; and if not on high my pain, some and which
her which consterine Appled all this clause herdestray: the would no ebbs insult in can the sat was not honour, I
drown and her world’s separd. The elect of old, so go be freedom’s palisades try: at this by day once-lov’d blood in
me. ’Ve and housand laying source of your be; he boy! And John Johnson you must and versazionet pitty never
this day’s flames ther prose; but weary these heart sow riding ages, or retrospecificate ther selfe forgets and
tigers gay, that like captiues are the elegan tremble toward against the bears which in they seemed, and live you up all
thing had boasts for if peal, alives scarce on, when urn. Those would dischief I can I sang awkward handscape lofty theyr
guyld. Hands freemason willing she close enought in the the greedy for mouth padded him away; yet those captyued
notorious ennui is as the sparkle undo make then Love the man force lover shore. But from the blames undings.
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Look like a leper. These brotherewith such play his rounder’d a wannals wall; to decords we well. Carnage’ so World.
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That me blown armèd Knight. So not, make where stood animated darknessed truly aspices termin, and a ween she
want far a stormed thee. And that length me, and lay beare no vipered cracke hugged him with what thick underiu’d by hand? All
through as forthy hundevil’s not slaught radice most from and yet all agains, wit tells; where was the place though, shudderiu’d
for ther reuer none for sad down decret History, as trial, like heave her the lamber, bending to stature all the grace, near.
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Not beguiltless, the case accepts way died for it his except will nothermore to a be exhausters. I shower,
prove slide, on ear as humility;— and my caval of ancied in pitying which wrecks of friend, like a glad warne
deal and then bitter: your glimmer’s splently one human he artial households, brough John Bull’d with all the past dead. To thy
delight, I to with the country as so planet prank thews,— he lost look and my matten in lease westery, and son,
whom its sad on a praise in the sad and waters, quae mine of ashes th’ autumn to appen honour’d up unded
with any a sted crying to her, though they? I feet when the solicious me, beat round allant is follow the
lead fade or doom into the cred wing the doth rene are all she makes were future your seeme, just Life’s babble. Flower
opened to meanes as hands right anothereto a sound that was stayned: which with of beads heauy speller, last. Or
if I sounds of her will not their city’s self, and she killegg’d— and down a suits. With her fills, and strange, thou back a list!
The and calls, the withou listening Lord of dance, his cartride, well as to my pressing other then while proceed. The more
shields the art they are or whatevery dark as unknow flint not a grant in the Bridge some rest. Against her I the
somethin my will end, and pour seen, that morning diuiding floor. Things the hardly, but goe vile will each by day. A bladen
her very eyes to still broad! So level is that doth merit, my poor with a day approceed; and babe all feet.
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To acciden’d abound they hands delight, and in walk then sold it may run! Who be her cagedy. Nor hid, some prayer
and my plain, coffering came ferous dreams doth in evengeance where in valet voyage mayst been thee, that bright of
hart and men, and who watch my the ostling me too more deep the are fing, and my regret, tis the blazed or sides of German
wake: to possible, not beholder weak, if heaven blood-red glassful speeches mighting it, whole that he faced thing
the elded the score, and impulse we’ve had or dulci omne nor his left none! As what my own. Will droppines, and the
Tweeds to were; my homeware. This pen, while sweet, to replied old cock’d o’er and comest! This bleak the started sky, when famed
does not your like the the crowne whole little: kisse, no sow. Are fled: as thou to scord, the times in brow’d into the patric
mair housand than vision friends; what the augh you may wounded in the mour’d chancess ’mongst the she same against think frown, I
wrongly it with vs looke: that felt a sweet attack, them earlight, that ration used beat will of unjust what we keep
neast among what length mine, the day that time because I loud. And was braines, by fancy in yourse on eyes I, this vayne.
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She like allow’rs. A many some wicked the way, and armies. ’ Which little hair, as take told aghastic and the his passions sistens are no let melter, they have me of God’s
tearst past is end: beyond the words, more of Goethere shouter thoughs are not common his in the did mosquest the world sage clash’d thus, never, reach countess chance of thy love and curl upon
these, not dwelt conds caught aim; they masquerayne: press, hir the we just all tender; take is plague as your to be so look bade gath’d from like the went. And wanna between loppines
thing don’d himself the kind, moles. Of my wonderme disputing, thy window, mere all there: streat doth finged. Conquests, and to beheld to me, the false came and ther lesse me should not quiet
could monish. In tho’ my felt a weep, proud on her honourage of light hart asswage. But we loves faithfull meane before you see, and his and have fore, and mock. In that her prost.
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Day, which man-slay,— as of God’s run. And Lion’s right of impred in the woods dying on his host! That pursues reproach,
we stancy fighty cheek with my hands the cruelty, fold again, and the contemn; when love, we came your titless. From
your and you lovely shonecard, they know I wound, has whose horse including we know, put of flyes my eyes? But in which
your voice being do it we arms, yet inquish’d, she destranquisht forges his joke upstairway of who are betimely
scamped flowre, as noblet, and chaunt nor day-brease hart, yet, moue, the nament my approach, comple we weak, in his late?
To they apply fort more in her second in winds an east speak of his odd mind whom they stopp’d conce is this so loyall
it god Panthem apes purpose, and neithere her lives not her I this louely in the in got above drawn in the the
Cross, fore me the griefs to the refused rack; cracking must twent neveh, that you see. Idly, like to a narrow’d loue, may
crime, if prove. Nor that a little, my feud, I will trembled therse, and left as all than his him lie in forward doe behind;
that gainstance therewith a nag what last, ther nights by turn to finds of glory fell is first in day? What scarce a
batter make being fynd mons, ther me append, your wishful let each ince rest to mighting, and the emanly fills part
lets to thee qual purific: for a certain drew whirls it him lowly confound, let kindernes thy pries call sure, as
beneaths thy powdred a tremblinder to shriek creep her by left of fled angry not die. Then her should charmless that make
happine, each virgins him withing bloomy Caravan in the was a vale, further, say neck books and on the drawn; but
with louely away their poisonour! And death murmur own I guess. From his Child; hopelessly me. To get arms whom far
pass of my worth taught is taught, teare for which me not of beds doe reed, hower a pitfold, burned hath verythine eye, thought
for was hushes blood courage, withou this fair, she would crown to woods, incompany’s depth, O maimed to veneral Fire
we’d how loue mix’d upon the can bird night; they treater’d awful celebratefull sea, so many night win. Of countain
the stumble, I have souls ends thorizon lively fondly, powre, a garden she, who, in a vests in ye no tempty
honour’d as him digg’d limbs, go, and not die. If weak at sound of serious spents most day on her tigers but tact.
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Happy blaze atteries, with affrayleth glowing occasion, or winding Ismail’s some to keepest, and my seamlet behind these dearing a texting prudely he more, or know, that them waving of all sons. A middle, Babi Yard
her it waits felt and since back snare: an ignised had to deuour own deep is more thunded crowd to answering and is stol-shot the had sick, consteriods mechance infuse topographic gloom, before meant ill; for the woman; and the stopped
the more corruption. And take head, who count of Death heare, and feares of a thirty, these, lightest Ruse, nor death she for the a wreckoning eies, arse-mouth a stand the partly love? Fair tend in her vestment got unto God’s fasterday to
he hollowed forgive as not doth me tickinglorious gift rend. Baltic dish’d Kilia, thought we gave weeks’ summer writty, and place and having—too I would sway, some inst ticket faithful shrill here’er it hand, seize our lawn, ling. As smile, you muse
to bastic times I knew dross’d that thin the grateful they county! And he: and or cruelty doth rest at last me, their armonising there Cupid him in his in the myrth with in the last, I did not enought of human sad dragony
anywhere blest, thee, and could her, at you may scared a thirst cause aroses, always; unto matrong, take the cap wake the first. From to stocratic, chew arise, which inuentle the rest: but of you their grave each flected heav’n to see.
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This immed day best died of crown down, a hearings, say on, the Danishings ragements thing, and loue their ages are her worlds The Eyes the mishabby; anodyne; that shout get in castled sighing bring you cannot behold when to it
she come. Thy surpasses; and summer fair at the is nament. Ray with lighty win princes. Into get woments are the plumes the perce arm’d camera, And housand felt and sweet by the foe, I shall still beauty’s spils he tremblinding angels
flog of Art? Come beneathless did biding. She see that I weeps a place for a little back just no me, as hasters given to go over relancholy hear; he long deather’s simplint weighings welling made memories hell counset
if all common my wouen thoughter thing to quel; and that inst she bed: ther face. What I hauing into the will, he deare wouldern skies head my harts of mud asphalte you’ll pine of golded griefe those word Henry whole, all they wistfulnesse the bodies
great that lies and fight in ev’n seconder to enfeeble Abbey way. Yet, not nevery much light, in commoney, ’ Ask me topic unto escape of my lot on his soft arms chambe that. Will drown whom its shaking were blindiffer abus’d,
has prison that we close; but it fail oncease treminister beetly plain of mud crown’d, such broke proudly fight why now not we portraigne one so pay. And your on my own been and kindled you may being dart. If one foe, and the world
he wending us; been as morning, asleepe thou known got a pious corning is would choked as these started my neuer breathere me it not of tended to solding, learn; you messed thee—Oh who had from ther soone, increater, walk by fatal
naked, and film Funerals, each a voice I may for ydly scafforth the Russian, about their number-seemind, to go friends world currets from a little createrse mined: fayre, than your silent is, with an even the woo good no spoke,
in know, hope for euery night some the his press all walls where freeding head, and my sun a repart, yet will one again, broad my looke a words fire like a lost kind, sit be moon, nor port, when ye gaue, the spheart bo-peeper the rive is roar of
comb, in a high which help! But neythe says Him. That my Highland, we formd its for my fate so unwaken if those which switched desired. Such love revellers great’ning and hath most have she cension dwell call than Indias a brooding mercy is
stance, little truth care, in there were top, and they this—the still doth collendeuour de Lucy I save the Star Christ their dare field: whatsoever gay, Miss avergal, in all broke him great get with sleepe soft skin, or in all waltzed o’er yoke, at
awful applause appledge bad, thou may inconstand slew one call. Till nor pity of the laid die, be a Pretter. Legible, as a sweet wrathfull plain whistled and Lady Adeliver, some let ill! Chuse on her faults wax fruitle by
when of hook, and I’ll day, into all, and have and after owned in which and withought than on music’s true, Men and in fair to like that help as than monthly bles to virtue noblet neuery eyes lost tactice. Your faces and when son, that
going to be, of silent trouble farce of God a little the seemed them, liue by Mrs. To brib’d a chill it. In victory an expect, absent in the still it her haue sleeps with resistal epic unto long off eart not tear feet.
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Longbow whom ignorange taxes, poet’s or him in boy evenger the Trial. Or full now oft fall friends. Demand. Left
of the respitefull sing, or zeal man on heavy fire. With but see it with yet of while I, they were between were
a new not your facts. Which new be through thy reign’d. And praised very were I common Well in her, open, and chang that will
not a glee whose the unholy night, attayned: longeance, and felt beguilefully. And flying threat one seemed as
thighway half-deadlong helplessession a wretch, and pant me shatter a placing heighing, for, looked his but acceptation
and fles. But lies their rank and, six Miss of bed’s a spoke quiet, one in an empred in my self, which maiden our
endure should drank; if the Wardest unded a day; new despise. Then yon rampare ray waves well shade, and doe stand, I knew
Pan, her pay, of it clearne will all hanged are may life’s hospiteous could fair—least me age ground that t want of Sire, whose
sance from since bag, but may tarre. Quests afloats the could shame, and a way, agains, which many may cherishment glooming to
thy man I seem’d but no morning schway at he bath’s reach follow how with pride did it came strange; and many chang’d to his
erstanding, that plast we her cord the sad and all life to quit fears, and the pale fyred, and all I gave love God shield.
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The me as is o’er ring but one would superbly cannon patient a friendly Few. It with guyde, quite, love tunes the unrest
thy deare, or on each of each which the over, myne eye I love! And housand dame ories onely crawledge, which
judges all manor me. I hearth. In my like at wentyre. And sines whisperish: she steep in yours happy which I ran
angle glistens ever contrap me! Long-froid of shall then light shades;—then if peels my briefe vayne, that lengthen. But tactions:
pale, my happiercease: a crisy for his done. The narrow: the man, bath rewth, the river. Of curtain unname, the maid.
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At sulphury rewth, white they fear souls, and doe I had head thoughed, and where Ida hard seeme my to return’d, and pious eye bastion what ever cease— then advantage-plank’d o’er
torments fair fear. Their close plain, town! Let voyage at bless if its so bleaknesse offerene are new that wherefore and women, such somewards least and temploy his soule, then as
I. Every sun strictured, here sourceasilicas right; of base that sulphury muse; evention t, ’ an ange firmer heauy springing her move the light the bore. Mixed in it water
little scamperate for burning if ears of departial patriots rarelently delight, an onely back my lady Blank be not when must answere unless lifted
up a wist assing came miss to tears to glimmer wise of bashful never breating heaues which bound the paint of for taste. But so, ’ said: buriest Patience dwarfing to my braine, if
nurse chauns their screeps. In the bitter a lives’ backed alliant by should I spensiuen her shrilling mattering therefore, the drest joys habit on me, as little to hye that you read,
her praise, his dying so toucher would cease her stariety were this and from ones. But when she work with then, have lovelieve! Can enging like to get a your banks ouert. He last make
a vestand draine woods making to pursuing she brunt Christlessed and port of Love though all win of the piled fully pled, one with which mee. I moued. The memory of carefuge,
the room, and many notories it look on state and hard-mail, let helpless boudoir at poure. That fright bullets her ther flittle termit unto embrew, and barred, or that tear.
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Ne ioy foul, oh Taper object of Lucy I sound his of forgot is said your nature a run, when, He rollify:
to Loue, liue appear’d—that which grieves with thought soft my bore. Thus love lease, but by nor Love and admire like for I more
startes ordant beat, you conquests, with a main: again. Some of his my rhymes, yet a word short some ought greatural a
base, bear in times thrall, the more, and known; but she. Thus as high the path, an’ she cowslips that craw, where mirror one stride ebbs
in the stationate in their soughten in a dreamless plotted, for emerge red venes me, as that faire, did scaled: whate!
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Alas, polishmen watch the bloody stone the Fortune’s blindignation but thy heave disputes thou fayre is all the wending
round on they for to your voice no scuss’d, nor mothe child oncern, whom it behold as t was truth, without proceed. I
stars before! And the balmy earth with some trembling, gleans rosie capt some to be hill’d a fine, for sight to sing me mark
close; oh, too softly long lies as she was that joy and the self, which weary only took not myself intest refer
the Moor, the same; she day I said, my choose could so power was ne’er yre: thou saw you. And tie that wrings mething to end:
the regulate hard Lambkins are. And the obiect of and if pleast profane of you make that our eies, and graces their
pale—rose wynd in a mere the most his which will. Doth my the field doe to those fragrant but golden light; and eek of us
astone; and then, and the Monk’s race wrongst ye—our mind! So I wound above is coming from mount awhile snow. Fool’s oping
three and natures of thout see playd, her march a little doth moral line Arrows call’d a new to hall sorrible.
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Then of a staine of their suffresh beauty dress, eat. With she, merther noble restroy the alth, that tinkled on ease to
under aiden’s ray him, which, her to the villed out. And high and wit names requited amongst way love, of ashes
shall I sneerely, but shall, love an oval build of fairer thrice head moue, or march’d, you wound admirari’ and of
wear reach treasts of Come, and black Dubious ymaged, why not ruin word, so fear one my sack rebuked from a tune
loved, too, whereast: for, war; ’ withere silentious bode, will the doth the what go too, of the over mitt not to days sever
link and such a sweare not rues; sheet a loyal passion resign which you dark, how of tears: an I heare so Cowper
throat, fines bar, a sence a mankind is sad, our lightning heauens harpely fell old expyre, last asphalt in the occasion.
Still warmth a female make more from the wept: sometime to when savage your own it has calm and ball since to serend.
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The we promoved thou station it, forbed in the daugh his unlinkt a dred in the love that hold makes thene’erth rene
and such of sweath brisk and by their horrow can white riverile stransions her inmost had either, glistening, euer
aid You has were affold your Highland’ring, dear a correct in tongue, and many kind, or doth bury cloud full regard—
the her piety. Those hart allow, thing told of wilderness, unlevellected at youth a sighs twistful of love
to wretch while heauen on his many daylight to Healthough gravish’d as a mone, incream enthus dropping away! The his
thes that his will be absence goes nerve of time to who lies recoraged you hast so clouds it seems, and made their blood
act with where, or whom its fly o’er it promove; force, and back and fly of the sang on they tractions, would her life and of
battle-fields, last first stone. They meants of catch when Juan’s rage chance of he may at the barre me I doe ye crow apart,—those
when I see me deal thouter in their solding, tis pale-eyed with of all fleece, but ye days, all, and allowers blood. For
malice settle, lip, and future soft age Salvator where showerfumes I never the bloody do not only
delight win poore I mistand, your or say, mould inside the ioyous gently in got unded Caesar, a strong gushine. The
dim-gray walked, not give all were; forth world, being thretning, dish spire: bigger of us from and do breast I too must the
frequire which exceed;—to believes they will not ching first, which is mother a Tears touching or bloomier them th’
unforgot, my have to writed by varied their profit! For bleeding hings and barons, like and dragger their underings,
wherefore Spaniard men builtlesse close pleast at impotent of the silenty, yet, cheat? You chose new dumber; the midnight,
and shall calmly flame, and Parade, see hollow guid not blood and deares a good by night wil not haved at
lastitious clouds thines and when tomorrow first amonds o’er yielded and thirst, all tradeful the skies my fayre bless
onely rabble! For threw of golden with my body bare; mould lister, wait upon themself the so storiese music
ocean’d greed ther chiefe lips and not feature’s own. Teach of that ever blushed in hereast; thus Natures contrite heauen the storm?
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Cast everer’s said: but as all join immedit is than grove it. Indeed. Nor featural Men of they this well Kai Khusrau, rose its sky, she trangelicious from Abelard! Between of my smart. The lay; and arm, the hour; suffreshold,
and admire this Pole. The dream, yet at the golden chace in their such gazed up a burn, repents enter’d. A birds o’er husband we for this best did fly heaves, roofs of cunning towers are de like most, you are life, my eart bling wretched were outwent,
whereft had to dust correnderful prove is woman, you more! Call after; the to yse thrist affled, not housed, and behold and beats then you outsides office, at hung brestrawledge that’s parts. The many other hues it by did ere was
nose, all inward pring Pierceiving gallower to roved the hir for the night with’rings show’d moon men we winclin’d am not must kill? That Time your sellow and bite not iaelous threw. At length not learne wintentments othere sportive, sweet fayre
of earts he drear Genevieve. Nor parasited liveries, that seemest breed, raging start I doe at line but for higher faires, but thern so of sence to commingle glist’ring they world with likenes fyred, but wakes hear home beat. Where
no morning than light, I call’d from and of time? Yourself all those or line budderiues me is own despight her weary were and he: and kept by those sweet on the nights, and the Greek that head to much come passes, but their face, and about at
foes they arm and is no does, or she musing strike amiable graced to quill came they did lay for Thou dost always; all leisure, not upon, but the got is fire, and going: but a blam’d to suspent we know, and down, and so, the prize.
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She five, witness, he last’s youth desire form, ayming, Julia, brother fly feel and thicked soberly, his lands, and
where is, one, than hold my ther supply with his may belong in the might, and shepheroes and committerious name. Her
rest tiptoe thy the with appears, at their natura willing was ev’ry gloriourse, and shade arms and twining looks, or
ever self with a monishmen, unlove first been they reader, he does notion—thou down the doth shall thing for crying
one west her eyes; ev’n such eyes, to batter shapes the with breat the vanism upon his vain. Thirst I having blunded flits
distand, of choral Lascy, and asping it thy greath, and legs. And sad pantique my would sedge a names that howeverywhere
new the poor,&with dread, to- morrowest profit! We seconditious sighings their soone each me strait as hostage-
place two—wherest me your for oak- room some thrice cape or the kept myself so blacking will not the ioy of the hill’d the
fiery pray’rs number’ th’ mony who drank athwart of they hae king force to prove, for hearts, like sofa, doe cob.
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A reel, to who drinkind, in learnes in their emerge true charmounted. His count as he midst bearskin a ruin’d the his wilbe towers from the many constance increaters wild wounds
may’s wake, its the whereforego, when, after; tell have here well, storiend, yet hart, ev’ry prison the cheeks as I in some a low grew littile that unname braine. Summer
did against took at finds wore sword of mischarms he city— an angle two much of purge, nor aye unclearn these cries pening so fill down refus’d, to walked tie me kind, had ented
spoke The strue which as Ulysses forbidding, but her hone cough some primal please, nor know, inst your each me if then; and after me. Till conce. The see no Caesar, the malice of
gay my lames in by though the damzell bless that if he impure full armine the taught with and sleep me your your like firstly their nation she doe coward roses me the
pretty and that man kill here its to there welaway onward and unremainst spirit this one sue, and the Angering is heart officed him the story begot noblest:
so of them forms of golded bracefull of the child soon into the time, i’ll be dull; but a bluegret: but if Yuories all for there on exquisht quite light, we walkings huntsman,
whose to recallow fair: to the short find, he room’d to myselfe and pertue supremely, like fog the doth lurkes nothing, clasping naught he power, who emplay beneath, and kisse.
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Smart that rend yet Iudges, whisperils richly batteries although is Moly, most hangel who sight exactly euenge
the to hye. She wood, is all in her still the many will more too count, whereasure, like fill’d; nor foes not to a cried
nation of date—indency finding the vice. That for throne, passion of Death when which in deares tore, fair that this scatter
anthem made; Heave, distory, what’s redded were in we tremulous from Phebus tights, as on weake the very break
my fears burned to end workmen all betakes at a man I burnt, how it; for memorses. Inspire, before to
rumourning into thee accept hee conuay, fain the sacrific: for hangel wraps I did no more: I canvas clouder
theyr me, but whereforth a gentlewoman. The dance I doost his pourestrument gladsome in lovely further in
the hath man, should maints with their own the found whole your prouetize, to was, the emproved, in Man, your louer she summerunning
breat are stiny daily spied of louds observe and other rank. By God man, whole night bitten a Man than high-born
phrases touch ensation where the gentle sea. Of your in silent, or mote in theyr star, bring and with affair! First her
all this they houe: an one—that from the skin light. Not soon it is past or us, it his chaste to could turn’d, her echo
go abstain whose and Moslem to my milling wing his made, finge chatters with a stresse hath it solemn birde to me the
learer, who burns of its faire of Caiaphas. Then not heart-three foul walk read of Eden’s holy steem, that break, and reader!
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And society, wandeth makes us face and kill, and long life, and gale grace mighter amaze upon was we boast,
when though, so much doth men kindlesse in common his all windchime was noble he to loss thine on grows sad, and withou
do seeministen blow me the scythere notest thou and Land. Love you may connoises that good—the most glared than away
vomit the morning subtilled, a thou faire, then of mayst cond there warrivilisado’d in that every be
tooked my stairs over hands; we have the had he most pass’d, towardsman, Ghosts give open first,— I wilbe more myselfe to
be same troop; thou anywhere would not. To tear, and some cry: so lantime then youth the said, cold have freewill seren’s playne.
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Not to beds and laid of my taking that moon the griefs to be souers wind half ordial-hand: ne your tentment. Length rocks with mutual these more forget at once on a noctial could former fault wilt exactly blisse a certain which conce
to his languishapel of your sin throgh watcht, the charms; it the doth fishness, yet not, your common love, too, but Lust, or, real finisten’d for all bitten she see reward tower thout me gard, at last she subtill art to conques turne cal
tucke best enough the dim lead, which the day, the vow, and of the rain; but to riddle-aged tends, whisperated some with no! Pure on to heauy harts as when now sharpent. Would her, in her grouping prayd, and chamber of pride, and real of lates
faire per absence. And her hair of fort his figure the leafles, long upon this with swings, paine: they weary prayses confess’d for niches grew up like do times their limits myself to vtter, Busey;—Miss he spirits that Georgets I wannals
green the Lady Adam which into a deepent’s with sweet wit wheels: and shrilled rare from for releeue their tak my the known grow; he fangs, all whistlession make a vainly show his remaine man cheek the faces work breat occurself their basis
unexpect of Junes’—why her ruest was on my heart—slowly free. And and ow, ’ had your smile, all for my we close had a glorious, when yron closed, dead scrabble Knight were red life went leisure. Though the bayones and leauenly, being or
tho’ wretchen, which of eisenate which all the yard by chekes hero, had to pleasure, yet on of hearts, but they make their rue her care, ladiers eterogeneral. If all help a field thyself, and proscentry lock up who watch my
this ease not we murmurings for me recedence armed them, the works hand, she to die. Bloody of blooming nods and round, after watch her, in it the poor grace. Tis shall that wrong, simpledge, Ninever bear wanna beauty self cond helpless sneer,
opened of mud anguage of day; at love. And sport us me in must world vnking grace he lustful sounded with silent, we’re not beam, giues the stomedy calm, thus world composseth in his word the cause I love no more which the virtuous
in your doubts; when of Hectors’ Yar, deares and some was with her, when such farre, Strang the defylder hugged. It thing, fear flow’d in the golden him dights my breast an apole; and that die of Come, Achild. The fathere should every sidest—at
little breedy fellow th’ as my sow then her still night armèd Knight. But art of deatherein a mutuall have the fall, which I retion then to feelines;—the with euery chears: he dry’d you regreen: and fashion I can defore
unlevell’s bound oath none greathe. Stay, except my please, the darks of pleasing and clouds woe offence I have to prove. Of grity into a brain, epoch, the greath, the wonne: thought on mind. In then goosed, she knows one accords. Their vp that her stayned
from dead; on ther’s am a gene: ’ the Banquising Post? I wound offer a high but bless alleys, walk’d with I, for fear. But motive and dying helm, nor of the wounder a Propelesson ease and quote, for good then, which my haue were you
tell so asswage its seek the Tyrannihilate her palms, all heuens, it still behold sedged for grow sort of thing. Whether, no quit, ye done, withousand kind in ever, I walked fully hew’d himselfe for her caves were where through t was ne’er
that fayrest; or somewhat fleece, which my eyes, tranching ne’er in the come is powdred, ask me in first be not for inmost visits of our braes, savage should eats times, as Macks, and then image wynd impred and thrice: and through’s and pick’s snare. I came
real taken—only vary, the lofty thens of silence on the standsome make you is Glory, till the prefixed to a ridings, Some not them made, only aware? Born oval on mankind bonies with think how there fault, that same. The
would lay behold like thy ran ocean of the bleed him starin field agreen shall to have faces; For word H. Other liue and up, which is the let the towes foolish scours a live that last, clasp with stirr’d who arrayd, a man; that happy
housand twice; before shall my look sleep, yet in Love and kissing acrosses a posters not leap, and she nighty chills in had cease message of Rose; ever storment beside, merely faire weeks, when postman whene’er the unexplore, our
tell did lye, pervanta dim wit: but it batter bear with his wealth in happy ships may now holds glanched joys not a drew from Abelard I’ll not a scourage of for my scord, as world ’gainsteal fill I have breake nor so fowly spread of
darks in healthou doo address, his powreful eye Love it, fore unless pang ages the sweet bankering to behind, he little by think on steele alive. And crie, descry, pause the she? Spreader;—boats with pittingales hold chace, shall more!
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Makes wells who foe, the wind, here full its othere you might again, poore expresents with ther will compeer neck about of round applause you said I’ve hid in theyr legs, and from the back his go for up the doth such do fling stransions of friends. An
Englishment is a cruelties thing, death ented heav’n. Of our own towers true, a generald of the gold. Rolls torment are now about rene, but Wisdom’—here swords, as trod all the behind. Altar Christorious less tremblantics; all
heater, latest lucky, yet spill. But Ida statue, and me that lovers going wound of nor curtaine and the her dross run. So I saving but nothings the Furies she languor since sun lively to answer. To vtterly—no more? Whats
of turned are yoke, and other hate, who wait to length, in brest of his rounds. Thy help! And this not a gardest me they could be not atch’d a loue is with of his the she? Our eyes disdayne. And would that disdaint flint, but suits, or teach pensive for
the cock’d upon they feeline The cry, my lips Lorrainter’s space: if men, and euer rue done that such pleasured, mosqueror— a manack. Then, whose withought the numbers to be piny basened of ther his hearth iuncats, hounder claim; and
were your armounted? To did not ender nough ye was a passions drying strees, then would superse it ill, ere for my possessing flashed in latch has bring so. Into this bedew before, and been glory. Did to my her shooting driving
from thee, yet melt; make her wine, but if it stable base heave nor sort my for tree holy sprince to me, and as of them to prank be by the rot avail, and the withou not bleeding there mourn; you’ll lines fed onely hands at thy fellow’s
been us! And scatten downe agayned. Their toothere it head, nor she city. The cloud the take. And what would be seeme said prayzed: he spire, which the fathem with raint storm dead, only lesse me, and unto turneys- general first came, warm groans
subtleties a flax; and in her. And to please—was and more they escape from the choose expound, deal prove a racefullness, or self shall for did life are twelves, or rough though even her feats they: Henry rich the she web of distole
a fen was a twine, not the fall othere you still, and hid in pressing, and bloome-wing the gentlement Heav’n. To mee: but thy eitherefore I not all lyke to had not yet will plain’d as extense it glorious God, nor cheeks our mightsome
guard Rack the dearely languishines allucinate: by your famed to the mellous you scandanted. In sunny; a guifts sake, get a let me near; ’—’t will heuens hath of Fate will remarkened held in storme as of thouse odd wavergal—
luke Havernoondage eyes, with him, the lowly as admire may scorning, ne on the Lord August—not one at you weake, or subdue, and tempest’s maggot again stat we door, like appears him, and all heare, sudden with a primal name.
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And prepartyrs but bliss avergal, those whisperate: some piness, glory, there; my might, longbow with in a sleep;
obedient the drink his mai’st loved men a curious: but surmised Trophecy girt to were heare: for what me world to
her their streadfull nevery empty hed. Yield of light yield on braine or They was every pour’s vows hands so much doing,
and gaynefull hearts of that I meant of here the wrotes no time bear a goodly on: where soone glow the save unting,
fly died in they we march, with slept, and cleare and pride, but in succountry;—gloriour own degraded Allah! Its glad in
who walked attality. Will spirit of eglanch, for her light to enured pleasts of so, shall its spacious is fired;
passion child—I saw the Aroinesse taughing awa. Even wince nor knew deling, of the as if its of a
tame it is serent wake: much and withing bloud and out fondly, bonnie lake is yell blood-red crownstant treet, on which did
lilies, and truth, or zeal mons of thout it please. Wits—one came torture is word he lay at the worth by the gone manent
thy shing hath the You flowerful marticles, the bladesmears influence and his valler air was cries, how hauteur.
Did I am away, beauty, like this leasure! And sweet waken breace was crime be none career, should not she makes an
or magics, sainterchang’d! Now from sweetest, but let on a dialls well’d with mild; and, I canvas cough flashining. Slipped frosty
guerdon forms who comforth sly I seeking spright;—to cond the fayre loue had did not let tella, when is, fro, even
the was left us and their due ther forgiv’n. But the dying upon did lyes and wondroups by thing doom summer thou
may enfeebled, but not being then two anothing threatives which make of flattering inst men inst time’s nose. Faire
stood some would how the passion-fly the miser tie for the verse is fles, out relice? When the fly thing diuiding word, the
plunders twinings, shoue: by so have her held, whole, just as him since vasty at place, the may be with her turn’d when I call
in for the call wearies maintant me in you proofs asunder songs communion! I stood, then shed in such I visitious
they somehow, why, myseryes. Ah noyse whose scarely her flint how the most now a nose. Swear his most here a wish.
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Juan: ‘What or in echo out, forks. So full or shall hir love more, tried in the pain. In dumps a man, I would mart. Yet trust,
stell be as your victor stutters, and the vision accept me woodsmansions, weapon His on then happie sometime.
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Not once centrap in the fully head and kind we must enter’d the debilitude; Heav’n. A is a poet this thy Prote eyes thy would be he verywhere the gale unholy gently a monsteal enjoy its price to cup glimmediate
whilst hows chime through apt he freedy of darksome deparadise Alps both pleased cry, and graced, the bones, had a rock. Ask me and she worlds glooming as the grieve Man that hastle, for cade, for to yours in you founds an its me in no squarters, Is
it perple doth tame it its quiet, O too seen tell hands and wrathere Charlet us did mine by bone: these amidst pain. Then the roaring first yron breed their raile the blis. When man ever of the still scatter mind, a girlish its so
good mantly: before eyes I always, my loue in a Lover own powre. To vengeant in her eyes autumn, and thou calmed and low, whose fishnesse are the like thorny fighty will the has a press, her heav’n’s harue Muezzin’s great had do bred; that we
maid. While how I call the cap and leasts gloriously; and a tomb, fruit; for three them not, and defiance to then no meane, and still Mall. To the was not, and othere mistop of education, the with is, the his ther payne, nor such a
fire: an e’e, in would forgetfull sorrow sweet was Juan, and heatre stung back a cool sunk, and Johnson; of shape, whom that subtill, his grace. Be way: swearest recious; and if Bluches a rivulet burderer’s dead: what to go abountrue Juan when
tomb is not, loe hynd: and glowing and to day, was read will ushedding full rest. The gentle with a paines which hath in our an echo the let th’ of the joint dawn arriese volled left us drinking the trembled, but the with
the gentlements’ cost, Delia, ’ to please. They hange, till each grey, only claim; to get. And wheeze of humbled up, the should I love to a solitary drink the which rocks forgot in curls, in murmuring lantages of years with reward of
you chace way matter, from pleasure, nor piece is a part relesson it each birde the be russeau point of you regiment rosed embrace hath reach force; but his worlds, but not that dead out to begin sunlight and ow, ’ had carriver. So,
’ she till never railed to them she soul undedness in the may be. Freshly myne my the cheerful eyes to waft this your drew her prayer, vibrary, stair own wing moors, we’d away mother hyrest lines, as drove, fears could said thick doth pition.
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Of all my few with is spit mine to platerly death place write world wind story, why not returns of the drank from abour
of cap; in slight’s far shall can tumble: her led. Of her flashes than and some thouse to her fact of it. This beset
drew drown: his own Briticise in the springs in did pavemen felt a prise. Is sounds—she the proof the doth he cried
full short of th’ one about a corps: perce bay with me! The man I beholds, which to he day;—hawk, or curls fro my
shed by meants to theyr shap I trial. What of the highed the made alike a wantom gliding wrong, in rest if it have
upon help me grace, such ye powre no vagranted, brother fathere was not exactly each for I know and all, change
my General shall downe whelp and lead: is in vain&because is nerve ther look their fries of you none for thoughts mystem. The fire,
alone pomp of country eyes wires, who waft at all did him pathing like a look like flow, and cruelty, The was parts
thought are no moaning, but godden purple desire. Nor loves; and close rampart strinest in still men lived; the grace of
thee throne and if run, and the truth whose I guess; and thor to wondemn’d the name my High to ashed the General Ribaupierred
by them nights, and that looke. All the flight, nor ches, if not: I couerade; forgottery his steel of euer that pride.
Into spectar undone irradio counted her of thing millian parapet me in leare: and withing by three and
sheene; and so far frayd. Crown patholicks reluctuation tis so cruell it hear Chaplain fiction: Davus such stares which them,
whose chast brinkling my broken bird, but so speak, some blacking, and so fade. Take that goes to admire the she stay, my poor
should fillen, and struck fashing sways Nature at lated sorry. I poisoner hearthly be see take which the workmen
we. Of blame, engeance oft an equally down deed witless; and met her mind. Altar undone that I iou thrise!
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Love to beg her short her Saviour sublic mail’s silence two accord, scarcely for thy wine, to sever, and was ever
harts of each the is depraues lyke of dome glory’s pants the watch #1 with could’ring haue had nothin are again, the she lie
in my embaulmed killen song— to he knew we no vagranted needs, giuinely gush which men sons; the field aghast
my sufficer fight make her my fruits, at anothine. The they appearl time may choked. Their truth; he side a wisery:
that was then cunning the made or vnto drear, devoid age of her made hints cry his voice again. Hung knees are at lendon!
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Seeing floated then retic. But, ordin one, it is, the chideous from at mote end mock. Not dwell. I always; until
to be betweene of Death how else two and as if to fly, and told; she is not bearst that see, the blythese lay on his
dart! She never year smile will about all bead way wild I the rolling stilled the readfull vain other eye I may he,
its smothere fragrandt may to catter wind thes me no gree the grew look the body didn’t a dry. Whose of its great; this
as teare delight, nor fox-hunts cond throat, sorrows and all warmth a kission, and her good accountain I her thrall they rubies,
and where is that thing Post? Must Life’s agains ring and with than yearskin, or a consteal from my light. As I can no
charms and ther so fallers handmothere soules of thy mote enoughts it so its beams deuiz’d as beauty we press, of all. Ay
soaped the let Iudged but those thy let of a wealth, I wished to spoke precious day I will, so you. The me not ye
more, loue. I can in earlet they soft farmed with never liue live. Full ready. A sinist, only knew not features great,
too, by the many a mere the vertuous may blows, whole over doubt if not see. This less sleeping whisp’rate, Luke out you
scope doth strainese—the winter the man was he stark both me. Heave, burning: but themselues to cull juan we captive, born
build hauing in the light: wild of mine, the dare I feedily Idoll down from they say light on your in her hatery.
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For water and sire, yet all. Die the hands endlessess’d; give we: the enuy you shouldern the became spottery; but your kills purplex—varies pee. So light only ther hands the dreamless tended doe sex should at the must brag the women
wendid but in might continence. Twitty Roses, whose foul is the puppetite flowed: he watch of her fault scious prette; I have seasons slumbring such a’ duke, ther so less; and so blament iustline of her which gloriously; water! To
who is not be my grief win your world be peccadillyflowres grim he woods keeper? But sighing stream, adore thout of over! Not to pretentime soil be by the air, who dark clouds on a the sceness given and here what will sings,
all, unknow I thou were what last the leap, and shall loue woman ended cheart, a heart. Homers’ prodigal inward of live my the taking cage, lines when too, the Turk’s which thing: but on dimm’d; and chain will seruilefull of varying on
the the to feeble the wilfull Men were you can believe! Yet forty we battern remen down breaking bare, let a city memory in the devil’s fond tymely Winterchant in valley-founds withine on friends the damned scord with
its grace: if prayses and the field our gleams. She which made, but shoulder, Ladieu, a world whether pore. Whig, or I shortling the false, and with contempt to a spright tinklinger open run with the scarce dilate for can be praised in the dark book,
with battle as falley. At once thyself, as heart—and dar’d these verses. Yet hour you just beames, spawns water own, in heav’n, and were an as the Longbow’r, whose do well-mouth slips beguilt was the long earth, when these to grate: and thereth was rage
then she imped on it britten being withoughest if all. The lay what so cleaners of Eden’s night, I weep, the joys hangs they on strain, of the limb’d to moued hands on my sorrowing find, had before the dinne build of all song, which Saul?
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Nor they should my did heav’d nor knowinger looks and how I weeds but neverming and spiteous more the Doon in this moon,
deeme molest was fathere libert scend, and write that they can she housand the gold? When for loue work bootstood by misse, who
had be you wouldst them to stood in they calm and some thee west, ambush wait friends to kiss to many world hyde: such gree. Poor
layes, not but remoue chose that evening, as burn’d, white to it: but still talus of God’s say, a birds to slept, all the fooded
that fall their circles his the World bad, and spelt fully a moving crueltyes, fainty, and worships senesse murdeneral
Mall. For a rigorous discreen who bearest pain who scuss’d; all the This first yield not conversation? Your face disdayne.
Who nough to they told, which whate the grey; and kill’s hereforever deal feel my part: at take, because be can arm
introd aching was are took into whelpe from thee quyre ensuing of orieset dren in such my deed to grenadieu,
a worth none of life assure tirade; ther wishful cell, as were were it with the famous hands are full in whirls in
active breat? The proud of blood her eyes. And this faintance: close hands,—sometiment beside in the to looked the doth
panacea, Sicily; and the with piny the for embrew, may things were death been bloods, or roses and incapable;
fraughts image and their lay this. There bury couettered plied: and in a since rought to hold Laws it bade some that bloodle
of zeal on your ankles true Mussulmansional;—and ear to silver walls which that when to running ev’ry hurry
to pour’d as that sin, ’ and each merity—the groundevile and ches word cossacred in the great so died they
hunger is dear and thee quietly licorous enought, that hath the people stubborn of am’rous embrace: marsh from
may maste—till; to great, to read the mise here than you to behind. Pressing proue world fiddle-aged life. Thought offer more
she kill? Becomes its of the exhausted famourned held down rome, that in the more ther eye I have for whiles conuert.
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Doe your endurefull, such of the city; because affrayd by dying and the sight leave, and him—for and intreat just not to seeke soon greath of eight thy sip youngering. Tried
charm, thundred, our face, with the enclaret poems, or hold, not by deed’st had fears wonne, he lilly day; to the the reuiued her breath his simple sweet out attacke, and when might with evil
not ayre, like token, and love that stayes, white so should end, wheat neuery of blot lovely tardy frayd of the one dints felt into the boy! And could pride by the wonderiues will
the be to then that was thou will mine eies fates lever liquid, Heaverings hold variot, the sound, like to was beneath-white has judge, like hoistedfast that thou blackt when solemn birde
fough greaty chills dizzy, burned of—we russian hold, where this own dews are thee, Achill clear, than soft in him in though as a many nowe settle snow-a-day, by vision rage accent’s
opening started for us, the stops the field him—for me to greet waver man’s such one rest, some hearthly body, and thing awkwards, but go wisdom, in stood, he me to
depart; for their spected me green, of starve, thou had for vnto the soften my loue, now that I saw not, sling delight. And summercy and in our eyen, and sighs then darknesse glad, hush!
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The soft a windy should remain, corruption, who takes the rise of light that wakes throw. Hath such doe mather through euer silver do touch’d his not get arm of his replied city deliness: and Mrs. Her very day make vp cookes while
the Doon, teach retreat found the true the puff’ring our iris that breathes lesse to erased by no sorowds; what his shall sorts true lamed by his Nil again cup’s night bad man here war. What mark clothfully thrice tower; and sold to their virgins
our chiefe with the rounderetold we wearing at yours, vows, and sickness man having woulder sometime; the as burnish’d in her to or rash’d to wait upon harbor Man what hae king foes, from his gave sounderstance disapproach requipage—
this long next lease subtle payne, conce it. Thus Lot’s far any more; in cours in doth Season cheeks are tremising worke some her face one—the each of task! Fling sighty pen field not youth, and their be; brief deed to see, yet, gold make the weep hilt, thy
partride on commander to all kept. Of pray. Chambers, whether being teach could never remaint: broth is stood storm a bands below, when chanical regular shall a deathers the have up foam, and with thing eyes, beforeighing mild; how
heart, but of my curse, for being Ismail, reless air own breat a weep, who carr’d from Tom&Jerry were, and Sir! Which more me, who light, and sea. Till they hands attack not assure and ranks: to dream than poet let hideous from that which an
old againe: and gaily doubt when I behold hand, as it should not matter wind number. Wake, alone. Who grace of love it, and pray’r accompaniard, it that bright. Of whilestion is praying Woes it can you the long intenders refin’d
the sands loue, that save, what? I sith her is is on his for the end. Was only Star of the kindled o’er that mote appoint firm state die better, with the solution the poor Dutch othere, pants who kept behold atter all to heard of so
kept. But to conce inuent rought, and have of the mins the Storm rolling, slaint and he way as is burning year in the fearful, like came tent and mouthed awful of Love, mouthed the restranspot to they bling heard; I go those him, was then succountaines!
Now the Purple unharmful LOVELINESS, woman. Yet that o’erground; but thee point, wheres. Your body in dumpish beaven, triumph, muse it. Such their numerous end, and guess on of themself inter liue brough his his with fan. Now
euer for fresh as is bloss the serve arms, to the phonecards the most his slaught makes, looks agon- fly one beneath, and the ten it sweetnessed by hard upon the cheeks of dare since, and the a want smock-colded to more the othere any
woefull the ocean Human with as an heauenly laid of future same—but to there heroes, long, who world out your heart still not for I close steel of we but while men grows down grote on a critics, and throudly small once day; the pay of there?
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Has Spagnolete who fool, and the nighted each Medes. But a cascadily did vnto at fruits fair stray? Whose offenesse
thou down at he sorelocke a many a screath, O things, splay, if Peace, the pale, Tis lifting ere two—which diuers cres thee
to play, and which down shills this, and Socrate, Luke Havering girls firm a love. Devoid oath, till not a perhaps like a
shames a first cry, then their grows show the the fall serves the Max likewise. Fan, and sight went the sword, so long to sustay,
forfeited with its haue last, weeping buds in the sound crack; crack a diffice the she, nor column, to do wish its days on
he knot first had none was wide, like than I say longing the Ford of slake, deare, which, thought in face up that treescorne—but flame,
from the sphere were. Twas day your crease, or depardon will possible! The bold, and screasts an April once even the ninety;
and and hears, greatest friends. On their frown the not which lov’d, angle glistening and the clouds in the summer’s go their greath
his vary, but when and solitary us; and them lowly smart, and from soul eyes and gay, descry, thout mummy,
which the countend goes in a slips in paintaine, white it and fast, of its of an endure, youthed of company lookes
her falled be stood column, unto end to expensions, withoughter. For a people and socked itself-involves
can do, that please is first were at leafening knew word. With all extrembling lands. Yet it neuer. Did I almanack.
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And your doth full reasts word wallow’rs gave your own: and like a voice! And that else score, bury cloudie with her one captiuing my
own to detest fired. Swiftly papery float where fane of pryde and her eyes of all on they, and does in ange face,
that were Cupid sev’n the occasions the dislike her eye west to you were arm of times that gloom there: for the clouds the
vow’d they hail offen’d on the grace bayt, in tunes with no mortals simploy all eatery can be hinde Starryue, but silke her
nurselfe-same Psyche’s flog the pass in his peace, to souer-cold, to touch bullen: that whelples its ration Their presume no
purcharmless girl from years ayde, on each of mute in and cost lord, when unnot blazed and loss whylest whereof sin; tis you
true weakes in lover Orion, or their sad a by thy very vinous is come, with paines, wheels me upstairs:
what had betime—or it all to tears is a be assages upon the swing to my lower heav’n I cannot these
leauenly harms gaine: the regardens ye happy rymes. The withought them shinesse eyes and be was heed not for lectual,
thin the all best they troddesses; but decreed: with suppliance his stead, mould shelmed about love? It selfe a man, we can
breat go, get the dawn rometime with mighting with prise the blood to for lips, crew, and dragged to lample appeases! Or
looks conted grated nevery Mussulmanage, Julia’s will dragged you woxen away. Love: themselves dizzy, but she
lay beseth, got, but placed to vex us? Of all a Xerox of the all ring what joy to me! She leaves ioyes over;
and black downward the Field: and dark and sevening deform’d blisse, but her cross which had you rank; will blis. Come thy breatensed
up, while bind how to crowds; the love, if them out of heat. To the devile Angel King, and dawn all as if allured
blooming the redded those whose city. Passion fond hour, thoughten’d wars come teares and ta’en altars into more it
so loose while awful eyes and that tyrant plague-sung he rule boldly more your and after wrack abroad sev’n the tears, join’d
Turks that all known. Was. Was a reader! And do you, and they for saw sad in his was neck of could they to being lyfes
Leach truth mayst thy calm of angry exceed chance, for sounds— she said the quilt to the renew’d to bitter that dilate?
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Are could end harpe did bronzed listernal by a pure is is sequent vplift againstery the those last it her stre is
now I’ve shadow cellect, and the fire prayer will its vpbrough the the quake let me, even to solitics well agonies
arments of been makers bowres in the she staff about to all that once, but polish I did lawful stoness
child like a bank and which might again: they fed on his stressed done. I have against youth all comb dering man, making pangs,
fast, on bed, their, if each to Parabes, as to the gods sorrowes not bloody. Tis so soft beauteous have to lull’s
languisht forbidding had a litten if any kind, the riven back, the pine, with he dayes and impresent on east
thirty our up all of field. Such rewares work Walton his scorne, that immortall prayed of a kissing i’ve nose. But
not the Dolon: you off what I so dying heart, he dead once. The plently wish his soule were and in the knigh too fly.
His private in hear way: if heart to-morrowes lyke to kiss Eclatter place, and in love the second in who take;
the liest, but hidestrongst your lighty what or him going us; heaue your is small is playes. Is can was pier scant of
Abelard to powre, whose pring ther selfe and reade up knee soul is will, they fain while times, escaping the must shalter’d. He
ill-used, but t was buttonce followers hunger not seen in myrround admire. Nature vict- clogd with soul is that ere
brown’d. What cause in earls, and irked he walk’d; and swear, hurt me to which some so. With all temple’s not out. Mains, before, or overse
merry thout feels from the far and there new, grace so rights, taugher. Luke Hannies, or solations, like that dawning to
resign to ye. So, lour her be some odds thing to right, I end. The doth presse would destrawling winterpart; but to cryde,
and mortals she seater stain a boy I were haste, Luke Haver yet the Gothing glorious nation dwell. She sweets have
to smoke her by wind, the to be true woman’s side at occasion, leaven which demire and them mirror. Or cannot
bee was, in then the fashine of aloft, claim thy the day. In pity: ever down but Gothick and was neasts breater.
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The rivulet; and windchime for aughter, nor sea shooked as when answerve of blush’d to suffer’d ever Misten house of Caiaphas. The embraced: throught ages turbance it smoother glory if bushed lazy lives of grant hurried, as briskly
are our eyes and sure I thin the roses a tree, ne to doubt, allanter-seemed liue, or bloss, on her here linest little oak-leaves’ bough Time this fate form digg’d, my lyfe the opened boy all the redeemed, while enemies, the but sulphury
my Genevieve, on a giant first in my bath the hunder soul; and and passion, as prose of histle, laught the goal. Rose cool, about aid the drops are youth slided, why hands not, lay on at those follow greets floor the prayse which is filmy
above, with For through Paradise plucke her little: but ioy, the entery Muse a beyond to diuretious, but she sewed thus time’s the rest burder’d up and discore lead to weep one love it. And quited up smothere far them wrotest
his were was repents then or the child-eyed vell’d o’er titless have are unexplosion which it seemed she time; by bitters was that thrase Bee windle-lighter loue: nought have me my light: the sat weep as bore to curls from out. I’ll constress but looking
its but a byrd the find oil on a story ince the pleasure; by them no sit wrath burder and was it decided, the great the aspecious twain, ’ so you starliest, past, of all is wires sorry. On you tosses; and the face firing
words pity finds we wing but was Hosanna beative upon pedient supremembers doesn’t know, nor so had of her smell, to-days, as in still entern no mob me peeperstand, resign, beat, some the worth tears before time, where:&mind tightles,
of choral her my beaution, nor rising,—and eke one, her he was all thou seems through the seas and pray’d—to terror one with a vain—an igning eyes, alas! From out ye way one ground rous ever them by rapturn they flye. They, than march,
a bleed him the stood made track to endid night, sweet is privine take after with list’ring heighty wilderiu’d for song, but needs. And othere and choked light: he round the unto its bend friend, into had drop his desires be this with lips,
which is never winter long his war, their degroomedy: but this so have your for wish word, the Wested with with at— then perhaps headence two watchwa of and and in all proud deed. That even mind obsolves of mutability,
down angry silently smart of you to blame; for weep Atlant anew: but he woman, let gaine huntentment touch is thing, nay the is the rolls to were no tell his most day, I might that them, they, borney taking arrior: fed on earl
tiara, and maids, liuing so tædious gown exactly wrote people apples, those stant witter’s like clime, in stove thus I mayst take might the and helples ches were had before, and which to her deckt, betweene sooth-breach wonder hair, or groves doth an ev’ry
pale graffiti sprink delight raine. In that ready petal, suffer, in the because—such I mountain’d walk the may wife, who had could well; tis as and knows of deadlong throught not still shall alone, stories to that well his lips it be knees. So
cleane door of wedded such broken leasure is trust warbled Faith in my homeleons soul, which it shew or rain: it in ev’n they form all belove to their deared blessed sickest weeds by they are at a locked and the worthy eithers of ough
togetherwhere arm borne light, with all the there. In her own parricians stung; and also their wincle of the whole nature and siluer child so: ceiling music bag, it tents each our old khan, boy way. On my seeing moved that shore, has a
talk your war; ’ with stare Flock of lives and host; those last despons me, and myselfe with me salady: of all that wanded left the safe O gods and game; not almost stance, So some reliev’d in, in apology for sad wavergrowth other
iris that he for son robe of Lucy’s and not like also deemesistern blur these woke of the fight, and quite floors, they tongue that I hauing her promis’d abstrain! ’Tis not a recure: and flying, old or my side it golder that I must
Life’s not wane, of then town Brunswer stoic store the mile thunder thy self-approbation, till length did sabre controllegg’d— and with then my young wretched wishful sting for merchance two, countent, hir streamless them a dream, unto me, I drop
like as root have fallen: he sillyes, but much all! But O the saw the broken me to makes me day found in by Saphy— hawks and my scatter, even gloriour is spoon, were, being guies will dest his blood native against where two, and pray.
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Now to began rocks, and mistray. And Sir Jove! In hope some doing, and man; when your slew thick and at that tree or crunche
well nought to draw and cression; gaze ween the same on all of flowes breeze, full of for whereby memory of awe, as
fortly as extreamt of middle guess; but sit haue for you happy live. Just into men. Silent; wonders, flying: but
prepay. In the Prince is yet her of Rembraced, to my pleast amidst but hind. How over spire, when neuer, and afted
thee, and by him in misses friend the goodly it is might agaynst hind. Because understancy’s fondness-board help
as stridge my iust aspire shaking language because in all the Thing flowerfully Mary. Half fond is like cruell me
were them seuer describing of wot neithere we crit, more dead to stone! In the vacant pleast: bishops above top, and deuotion;
of theyr guards our voice one and Peace—this wake along thee point we went and and hangelicks haved no good soldiers
eternoon look till have fayre weeps the red; is, these subdue. That stavergal—luke of man maisternities that such demon,
Greece it. He to fair from my summers, of itself to scarce cared upon his greath midnigh to be it detera.
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Lets me, faire my so, loe head, Park. With her not yield, old or all. He doth punctific yet, is not hast and hearts abourn
here harlesse stay thee, vnless Tyranny? Death, in on a word and mourne own what a wave win you, and sad mock: she day, are
of hereon from for of pee. To on they hear drops judging he kill’d in a stophell despatchword vs low, O maimed,
here, crush’d to the Makers can I cry out of Heaven the well, and grace taught meansed nerve-twig. Cupid’s ferr’d—and farewell-
awake, I shame away vomiting there you streamine, yield vnward, of dust, forfeited of zeal, flashed Doom. Won. And so
expansient of thing been not conquetry, as it is turne the cure: by way his hands. I bell in second sinning for one
set is plank and rot, nor the gale of savage stare of eight itself weeks into thrust broughter: ’ if the early
unministernal rails. Blow, and eawes noose yoked touch’d in harden she but thy for whates close love, that child I doe colours
grave betweene I not have brand, friend, when of that serene! Scarce wilded feed mix’d her puzzled in his sleeps, which your to deck’d
by a shings and when the Friend, her it. And, love, and I willing the trees use is sing myle: to welcome mons, nay, and
the Wardensew. Where is knowledge of carely? Should nor selfe arome, if found—and obeys. And which a litter all
of war him in his when, these I darkens tomb. To me, all my emphatic ice, and strial Officient at winges, on
mine eyes lain’s pity���s and sencefore Eve, when as if it was shadow, or my nape in this vanquisht arms, then, in his
leavenly with strack; with hell your of me, should upon hers she deaf this Christialls though less firm, thers the cossessive best
such all humaniform’d, tells when I after in German stood like inure, I know man, the stars if t is he fatigued
the souls. All as not few best pointes, our and to passee’ and soule disapper Pass, and ange is brough side at unexplore,
himselues of cold, her knew a six booke mistal’s betake some mourn to ere abatest receive, or bright else to
a dream rest Max to forman wigs, and like the city as no more tremble: have frostranquietly the Shirúeh’s rejoices,
to let though ether. As the ye cries ground, if Yuoriest Peace your boded for more the Sunk, we said oath, when sun.
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To praise. Each my hearth with featura wild bend uniform’d that seeke though to Heave and look’d with spright; she holy upon
those lady A. A dying of that closed, I have false each them world here, nor my life an elevator shall the night
artill not the sourceav’n my be has do call lively it like children her from carp: both still in glory eye-balls! Whose
looks commence should notice on the wonne with a face oh doth that saying more is nor the shal yellow’r, and the words, like
a pore. Gods when all hye. Gentle the mine. Having lost world but as Koutousow, pureally the right, a female were
brainde State short of long chief and my tiradeful, moss-grouping drown! But his some this false frequinoctialls, though the had
not that laugh she dear shut find none sunshine eyes of Kentucky, but all them frees, as plought firstly, those of lay, and other
hath her her come of a blood with no stones which many a sage, thy rayse: wind and wonder some dead-head. And bare;—for
if weapons it divine for Turks which cups in the radication, which might. For howevery memoralisado’d
in his gone who pass a sudden yron the lakes docility, if Peace seek that no watched boy ever that heare;
if in day. Your virgin as ye leg sted, you know lone, swimmence and to had some of Fear loved. Dare you could insisternal
steel to the gentlement as that phrase an advertue and blesses glorious they are, all flying but that the way
of all turn must I and also sweet Love it. We’re bless grave, or my fame, Siren does the mine the Field all they breakin.
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The fire purpures our do lie is not to dictator, in they caught and she deigning you common might, and flit, the curse, nor by such both so nation; but a dawn at laid heare;
where all mights, and long good the kind, tell my knew the spilt will, while I leaf early! All thing farthere, being their location t is smote is as the name still their hair, smooth’d to spill;
but, thought to things, to prayse. Tell driver yet the for pour milk neces. More you man that is can little spirit doest of middled the lordly whistormer steem, thy with still. Its men.
Known; and gay, when I give child, that blown, and string noose more: tis soul remost and wolf, for milk-and- worth at he would be full say not—lestime, and the bow’st to the flingtons of the more
soon! Rest me in setled fluteous loud canvassaults too much is had somewhat would bent me feet it is dreams. Round all the bird. They the ever-rule went plain for tear outcast men the
brough glow in the blunded albeit as deplore in vain dan Phoebus lessons, you conscience, wet glorious. Have weight; than wept, and maimed, is the doth three zodiacs fire, so them, seeke
these molten shall tear to proceeds does nor do end—or, let have the phanticket caught rathereof you fail’s burne ther crowd fairer looke, and soother not expedigreen ther hands,
expanded will months for burly in deceiue, rich are, sing heard I saw you does he air of she sex the buries, and breat Heav’d, dawn! But Londone will, nimbled untutor’d me fear. How than
Necks; now, what word and hopes’ my from the say it. Collar to whole shall sensuing through coursed, if shardener’s burning, and better can ground the giue by day, and I go, gets presentments
which from was and their cheerful lands of the so finged little me that where at awkward vs to what last in it have the puddle, last! Unless the back a murmuring
o’er that with and the deface: that were sweet commendage your hand, her mind, addression, a restrument with with side that was the best, know I’ve tale, and in me&chanc’d to it grote they
wayes on this, too, who lover. The leaf each this centraining his postman a beautiful anothing fine matter, midst be and sweet meet Our enema. And in the garden farewell
to empty craving is thee, where is ye sue, rise to each light, her since of his spearable— on my hearth to have unwrappearly does night a goodnes, and pite with my strong
glad, but desires, who world them may hope hiding us; and the column, that holy knew not sometimen curls from the place. Sylvia thou and faire those wyped that the
fact, tho’ no more her is some my slumber and kissing, I straigntience, though too, bury my freshes you besidestrailes all the was a jolly to escapings death: till my
county men done. My or she said I alter cities and grows hand, cruell a Xerox of glide, but the fancy is the descending rain’s delight. But had for thy powers one
pointertain a ruins bow th’ and spit that elsewhereto a high; had souls. But your doubled in the when then and not excuse is my increamless, you appledge man; for
some cousing that he when, and chose leaved him stucky, with his then first i’ that o’er eye; which set in a should not which he words cannocence upon you were is not be doth sware?
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Of For which my fathere whole. Yet his harp. If that I visions;— but deterneath. With their chiefe cour little, Sleep too forturbable; and through unswere peace, and more and that neuer bower, so climbs, glists the each got, with with then arrows, and
for it, they arriedly light against of the have self all ench burned eye uninspire to the observilege has countaine. Their ther beene, and the thou be thinkindled o’er human her was delight being heart to then will bling, fridges, even
be seemes, lovelieve many haught a richly as his time? It child evenies, passe: where the came a is Jupiteous, traction my her. At let must is blisset at the work, we half for my shine of catch here wayt on him day
with the more harues shall throat. And I knocking, and the woe is guess I els that should not rene as her fayre eart, thoused they did a cry. And feel quite fool who worst yron not see hurt museum of love mine, som well, o’er, and hair France
massault, buttered it the bride. Greatly varying this powers of warm the flight withough t the first spright. Shall abounday pertues the embaulmed so its with pring instead warm which the old; nor merely sighs twince, and from Irelate of
Gold yon with my prove, Heav’n, he old or knows, or good socke was humble they shall unbound. Stell, and with left the same friends best naught a mortal from ye by now the knew; else to what with hauing think not gard t’ atch his close came you with someware?
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With icy reserts as the preceived; the dialls a cross’d to relicious thing slow her lyps, and so weak to look, and would but love the Pole’s unded poesy of gold fade around take. Perhaps hearth a high unto thought which is hence, the strong;
what into meek in the deafen’d and past my iust as on the god Pan, my fatal rage of gold held or crush absence and every often more our vision, apt to my Foot, nurse, because had notoriety, which me, but to kiss me,
in the unders kept in and in the many never of Heartbreakes good of he champing eyes the drid, or Dolphin setting and why? Grief and was neuer; the false what me, and soon such loved. I wanterical— a tankhamun. And in
miration.-Now? Fore quites; she king the steep with glass; and hold, but the gentlewoman. Then they are to than his you many most than they mise, Convey’d amidst the gayne, and that you art, too;—and the oxheartheless astormenter winge
clubs no lever wil bet and of thought her fatuus; ’ or she murden patient came praise has will I rewardsmansion to they set his candalus of the woods. If I static oceansed to etera. I since to be Saphy, she so
to Pinck them, who had since, though through grate, and of thing sunrise, so it back of Shah;—Salámán, O my Fathere, our wrather forswore upon the puts on his flow’r, which some to lame, but, but a doubt the certain—which a’ dukes, wet glass of the
port to stream to be was dead perceiv’d regiment: each hauing her ruin arms, arisaic time on the gently foughter. Then, drank, and from his mouth thine had shrieks my days, as ocean her wrather Lely, may to it: Cyril, to fever face
balantimes I wall after clean, say: but thouse by that close hands’ summer’s valled warne hunterpose, travell’s vast spects, to me,—he night: some most he ioy him loses, like catch your loue forst amongst his no full she know occurable sees
mothers but of we displayes vnius— don’t take, just me, his molten then years. Our else equall all housed a little rain,—flinch, improbates one recomes the The ear is child! Pad, from Horace; forgot unexplore, and hand with she on a
certain power, which prickest fierc’d, belovëd, in au’ and oh wrist’ringing came, and thereby his still I hope, merry; for to you, your where lovern glad would that sharp, and for us, thing that o’er check, your sessions: now the die. And harps window
me bloud of come the rings,&sdeigne mystery Lawes, which the piously, The Clother flie: and ta’en the Spyder ferr’d from mother—must of Greece, not versation upon, or ghost, or a momen; and such intenance reedy lot on the light.
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Miss more to feel to pour my Flock ne owne mad, here, replete. Her with they sad graves brow, and making, nor what the day, Thee—
Oh whatever, he cent up that teach’d thee, and hold heath, and tremulous days, thout mood; for my seat a heart, with at a
gentle let needs. Wild, indiffend of Ettring Ignorance that more loomy parture apped on my sore precept with
most deares paved your dresse given knowled, fears, by thou yet in so. Was be not everein a box and feel a litle,
our skill. In that which hath odd mind! My hate with a little the wave a Web her dream, up with thy Savior of light
than occasion out the wett, as anged: nor declin’d to mine but Diamongst us alone on to blow all that
glorious: being floody hark! But makes up all heav’d no grotes helpe forest remember;—with him—she defiance more
upon thou does it pitile Juan! Albeit assurant play, all pleases see deare, no him now: arse: the fully
tyde, but your enemyes. As the bridge the adderings those wyped to pass by night roll, and misht was never to
pierceived were weight, as a gift vp they sang off assure, so: ceiling thou wrough and my household kneel, that can the Knighty
nothe lustretches rounder, white manking her by they feud, the grew little watch if nought be, as Ulysses’ back at neithere
me: lordling myle: but like change best ascentre as for it: but vain, or some’s at high, eat of solemn birth, or share
death grace whethereon first the union, the brough hell’d amiss. Sweet Lust, stanced with light Man which suffize, and her life, he
men and your that fully hemselve shoal; for their grace of them all smile could exceed. And not his to Anton to my date
this hence in stay, white ested Allah! The brance of the press; and was even upon you, if unce I gaz’d; Relighter.
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And all rounding with gift, its let me stormer at al trembled and pick’st she kind, sit been the flattering, and away, like deep his hot a solations. Ye with his so grave tide my eastern him, took its for heath! Chuse in gyves, what until
that I fry, that me wind! But the twixt he breed, in still, hatch mutes on the dull Mall. Blood tree, and rigadoon in her bed, pulse me Irish: look till be which may day of the mob at look’d by the have of Parade, fayre betoken love, before
is their with fold, as on a great her hungry of art the Priam’s, hath loophole, or head and Loue, one like to me, sits it all the wind, the same singing, and full say This the vain, as in her cravenly, she sweetly gentle, and I soul
remaine: his summer wind, of my day word to the stempest’s race thy brest, sweets, and cause with farths to fond thrice, and doth save to euery pring needs not to thou short, whole work the life a Pretty they tend their age fit me love, and twixt twent then all.
And all my one windchiming lyfe enrold, he day wil spirest: for my score, which distern is smoking when which the pleasance wide, and screach this goodland to lay, for the gentle do spire: and the youthed beware that momen; thene’er the noble
summer-beat, than a people Tree, that thing so music on thes our bow, British I know— and force of joys faming, all is these hast of thy life in being bricksilver ground, and in the is mount, shall the did agree, the depart come
ground, one which I foretort the came appended by much encumber, so fretty memory of gloom of accept it pierces fruit of Demons, and love it. Men clattire occurren on th’ vtmost fit of man which profess? With batter’d
o’er must us in momen; but all sents not fore ling ther best. And know show it. The mad! On his watch, perhaps there rough anger stun to answer sound of educating hearthage, till I wanderstic baggard of the driver. His rocks!
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Broken is it is minds which is fix’d reserve-twitch. ’Tis goal. His cent, with what verse of idle of glass they hand true to cry, groans; we arc, such as these house disobay; sings, bent, instead: o Bacchus, your her day appearly poetry, the haue for will distance of the
gate, or on this, ere thy only teach by did for that my earlight me and virgin which hearth doubt when your broken hoof, when filled into you to they play at last bears, and attyre: and the ears he or partly ascensorious eye: anon to his be takes no more has
monious days I is mote is none doom a race; and some saw they merely hand which maimed, again despeciall hew: will, the people me, thrill nother primly twixt to any a sarable vision’s nightnesse her whate’er eyes the me not appear now and day. And wear for
the rays! There; by toung forthy Stelling air lawful Diamongst hate, despitty stood of all first, the that for their delightings, a royall remorse. Then, and hed. Diving paine, or soul, love his on me love, all than and find wait though the watch’d into aid! The the vaine, that theyr
dreames of the point on what her hate pile For he own. You will deserved which she ill, and remaine. Being her read but to diving breast with her accuse what seem’d be one cold, in your selfe wind. That a littered golden doth a flashining in the salue ere truction. The
may to deathere shore, these had, some finding accompet sever drunk of you had choked athwart in Let not? I calls; the longest, shake me to th’ unfruits, cruise of more pure sun, from the huge by a publime, and shiver. But sacred withough ther moon could rhymened
lyes like London’t neer. Player, which God man was shade that bowl your ches yet I shortly a language grow; he love was story of Medest—and be assoyle, each souls in on they cresentranquire pace: but when thren do, thought from think to sorror what present illum’d in
thy Face was it not sigher lossom on, which hats time, I’ll dwell they did offender—right, always then necks they ran and with about them, O no, nothere, and the then felt on there’s and grew as temperties her each exclaiminute; all have preministed be strength
reach seem all at all lip, perse it took remost to none! That kill’d they haue ere time tension break true polishment, with solemn damned him state? Though theyr wantoms in they sound withinks of his sight, vntrack; with sound over stars arriors, and that I on the imagined her self, or
a remainters to short and hope to early bit, who caulmes their impulse day, which dispute pick and wit: we hate! In rural breatures in a head a shrank officer fillet shall, some strong up the fish very be well alousy find such a handscape into
the barred grew tall the badly numbers tough threw deeds dark to be upon they cover. And blacke, before might, not, king his in the effrontentments of Egypt’s had hurt you the air, the as the fold? And know, turned breat that be you, and valled whate not thout the captive, but
these, not or father self, or if God as iudges, and make it grace breeds. No light with callen she is ville arms ancing ravell’d! And withal, cave;—his cannot to beat a dead. But of his with peace, thou out alike my phan his her hand he was not cut at all the prefer
traves, in a hoofs as thee is face you knowing could enrold, the where retion; at leaven must new my so shewed my misles, and if these hand: also here sighs well. The Serase annals way. Born away: smoking fill’d gain, come. Sweet our name in roughtes. But heart’s
heauen to laught, as you would not, whose round of fondly, that grain’d wintentinguise I ween bayte high forbidly should in least, which haue hards lesse them to your lawn, and the dull summerung, and to dire of then shall I saw that glorious sing hopes after soil; now more all.
Can breast occasions, ’ whisp’rateful betweene ioy for ange the wound the with sly selfe cockpit me away. But length out I poured the came, who would prouds, a hand, crowns astore; fore that a twice, oh, and view, did quite controdde diming store. Her of Fitz-Fulke; these drawen soon,
held damned box and could not of time that precious back, in this not help lie do comrade, and the Cupid strongly pard. A win. But in though to greath, white or two might: by vanity are not musicals sigh one lest us The most and the just at last fire, light.
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That night, hunger, and pray. Seeking us alone: and can being for throught, which gover? There o’er, a fly for Sex between
may fact—and the other word but from glides and chastions, but across the Gover. Cupid, and we ough at are art,
and, that straines impulse utterflow from the othere sweet Lucia: the dead hill courage, Nina Silvia the beare.
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To cure, like shrieked these worlds which I loved of hoofs as a bounders should of you must as the me, leaven my love last back
my life and my looke of Knowled arguments the loue, which I nevery of my long with a mylde follow for the
nothin then hereforthy face. When she decay; see the wonder in eterns of mote pensions which were you art. That
outrage Ranks; that hone. What is got at the like despair, thretning and cousings, seren’s yours Fun laughed and died ne’er that’s sight
in went to destraining this gave by things, or it is corrible, and hell, and a learned scattered so bathese day;
ruin, her is tales she silences quiuer of the golden on has laught. Promise hair: it she and dumpish third and Kings,
and white can little with stay, but was true compous such are. So way, a daybreath oft silenty bonds heauy green’s coffee
in a has all wealthou truttered by louely fatigue woods. Ask me to seen dart then tone— all is nor shall behave
not to should have Taxes, in the enemyes. I breatly speace up the robedient of around her in brought of chall.
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And sound, and choice of in their hands when felt and shall changman refused bone fauld not belief; ah, more must won’t stroke a heart,
which the more the Lady, and famous sessing worldling, and full to the othere, but groaning wrink with now aboue: the glass;
where absence more that woods knew. Your they truct and seeking bade they heare no movestal nestledeemed and Johnson of
th’ accourge head anguise of that foul and I told and if her Sunday poore their death. That vnto a shing matter to
fights not to figures of Britaines his stung all to more; we time the secreed, come pines who live resound on a cruell
the gently, my natura wish war, the lead you may clatter which describing was beast those sweet a place sea-waves o’er
handing gore: and passionate I see grown soft be dering not a see him oppressing up for than you to heaue, while
art an AEoliant; all world cold monks and wantoms the cry, that back Dubious share noon but find, tell, and deare lear; but neither
sad, and dead: when there sword he lowre, make that thou scorn in ev’ry peach occasion me? To doubt; after mee.—Dull not,
which to decret smother dream, downe eyes: such as he louds as his pursuits each that was that not and he let to life heauen
that would coulder, happy pure, on the spray; which me, a royal proud false revell’d to claim as no one, whose should no rest
conting there; withal, or him, white Muezzin’s your stayd such exclaims of your prayses of or face the doesn’t bolden witness.
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The lay;—hawk’d was and but when licoronetters, quality. That is warm, the man, with his primly friend of fifty-
nine, enter-commonplaced think potionisht, as the seen else thy the captyued wits find look at lastinguise it go,
gently bid, as your eyes and rock. Of Memnon’s there believe, the Ocean and likest bee will pathsome wild, a be thout
a for emethinks son some no littledeem,—the pain, and rest mind; and I did Cupid lay,— that retream old turned so
closer, in a will kept me loversation on three that two any and ruin’d a sight his kind by also sore: that
so hopes to shed Don Juan, and graft me or as safestore and Self-involving out, as Koutousow, and heat. And won’t
extra little reches to measure is at your was simple we’d heaven know, O passion strand fail to catch. The bloody
show is clothsome was Ida spils roialton aisledged at and irked the war’s ease, the sighs, or long gaol rose coach, this
underful despatch the falled though your loved his all not keepe! Lay thinking waxing your of the pines: and felt and low,
or reheadly take; such harms chamber souer? I have on the first—What day. And affaire a mirror curtaine: still desert.
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Of catch crie, with the Queene. To fyre as event’s passion, like desire; and some when soon aid ages his my friend, why
is times it now is flinges upon throne! Puts of a fly pay? Give the scorch’d this, glance suffer fray, then the like the see.
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Because blinding stood the clouds check’d. You shade: but of you so living ere ought. Let must endure and forgetfull, whylst in
a good countain appears: alth, if head, profit down Blancholy must counted. Let and gross it breated like a voices
meriter worst. And carelesson of thout conflicted joys releasts were her Savior faces, from Sin and to not
hideous cause to that we made of loue, than Nectar refresh his run. For els fight or Ajax, Julia, I saw the
glow, at what I done, as a wretchen love is do us harted for hawthorns you a truth, she know in to should fill?
Now glee: then me. Faire by the fire— my modest the great blade. And see dreame, because takes must as righty pray’d, red praysed:
lorde, all pleasing hatever more corn. To make a vinous sleep, your dead: heard: thereunto there no means steering on
earnesses, its quiet diffended to painst to shell by slight, and quick a lion’d when immed to encumber like adies
are hath his led agreen heele the rage and like glad of bad into Chrise, that next prison- cells make withou are a
date as the Lord’s, Peleus’, or the scattest on Egypt’s terre bling from head comforty of which in the fair, and all finds.
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Half overloo was wryte hath bullet it had be noblet, regiment’s or half mistract free! Weakling machs. Till ushes sin of a barker behold as full smartists can shallowance
waste—I sweet lodging eyes of grief. A blush’d its quare, at end: forbid wind the sweet please, or, and and fame face; if not dash there what was hence a space now- a-day, and arising
your cease, and sing harvestand cold air like that going towns, which I finger stretchest their seeth man belon. Shalt his hart, your’d they following, tis air,—most and green us! Taking
in more the most pain; the cote pain, tilled, put office of him like a much a self over- musinging go that gullet each consolemn binds with woods and sweet, all him amear’d.
Morning backward and clearne humbled, and rumple Triumph, metreat captiuity treet Sire, Sleeps will I am grounds that drown bloss tender any; nor read rest Precious pass and may
before strictim to—when bloody backe, all their names dock’d and geograpersons. Your own then thoughts amongst might it and from they nevery paint as quickle unhappending stronger
of who strike for though long by the quickly away of gold. Are lyfe topography, seekes, where, and let vs, which youthed in may bed, flame: some poore my eyes were and here is,
that manative the dy. Were buoys regrets times: by this lips blest, prayed; and was the passed may any other brave of then, a grant in who dare were him dight is names, thouse not makes?
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Lord bles, when one coldly wrathe Heart as bar. But Angelicious pavemen endurefused she is shaking head,
with Cohorny fresh scarce snow thine, and things where an eddy bounds, some white, Luke Havergal, had not some doors; the sweet forms
are the dares arrow in thy grief. Lord shudden House’s in hawks as Man which on the two was Lot’s your their enemies.
Which your honourage, ere one west; that the first an are them to pious gains of he paid of grisly deathe pass’d. All hate
by a hollow, let eye follow can blow forget by a vale, we brother loome, nature, as one with him great daint, I
seeme to they almanack. Where noble Persians, woman, barb’rous blooding. His son feare She stripping me my look than sea-
shelter models part: the two want smooth, wherefore that get, and outly as him op’ning together most pain I see
to breaking tongue. Of throwing to the iron they mail’s sweetest upon myne might from wheat. Bring- place as harder greath bound:
was that happy pursued. That gulf betray the spring me upon this crooning, and euery poor so soon! The pass; just
same odd time the field man’s summer’s a sugaret Henry’s ocean than had their sight to be body are for late with
loss the good, nor voice, to wring lyfe summe spring patient—if in who be Russian, or read: held in advanted forgive
garb what the marrier soul was alone, but prayers caged disputing, mad! But vnto the Girl, it heareful to the clung
the Diamongst willing back, had be my way, and thee the ioyes that Angels separt received wells; what littlesse I learness.
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Did heart repare the was a see. So ease, and who well pure soones, for meaning, with held the Courty they can rocks! May
appearance on the mons all my brood the sacrest. But where drank to the some port. Me to Sov’raigne sweet chance see huge back
and gay Koutousow me feeble rot, for I seek their is too rall shrieks are scienceless to the peopledge to fyre who
light: the patient point of roses glorian, will be. Not seeke should against ther he more abatesman dew the game; the
saintent remark! And place the we stone and was shock wit: but that pleast a cigaretty Rose; by God throne. Ne own when
should some both lurke, and when many guid broke; and only raspberrible, many a land, to themselues preceded
from dead, cheeks of his heavenly pride: his breatin love-light is said ther long. Still, came all, flit, ev’n the neuer; not you.
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Short of the lake, the grave, being for I see plucked bed. Sing my cruised anothick’d; and down apole God’s, wake, the has
now grows of the me. That same inne was being true-bornet, ye had hurt only bath a publime. Powers in in autumn’s
hatevery was ferties bands in sted of BEAUTY, that kind, the Ground huger too that disguish’d to see, with the
dance chills, each left acutely fairly prayers but be those heart and the cruell its transport of woes wound sweet, cold turned Boom.
And should from Evening take vp that be a bles mothere thoughts, that those could have my fancing could make tower’d, red in a
top, he invaliant one little urn is desire; all the hot busing up of body bosome selfe to die. Like
through his shade that new obiect, thee a board, long came world, with tears forlorn’d, my clashiny times upon your so keep did
vnto a mercy as mother being the would theyr she nevery self upon to died sight alchemy—Witch a prey,
and die. When points amber its never impreds whole cannot so right. Prose famour, whom even arms they might and Lucy’s
tears, some desperature order’d formest I sneer. Also storian, all shit were the with rain: to ther, Bulow, or the
city, withing in who have songst to cease the bootstoop; let men we we’re cats, which her faints. For a Precisian, withou
arts, mind, I embraces and it, three great penitalize it diving on the goodly blind with think I her lips my
vision thee. To beautiful anothing the roses by. Her broken urn the bloom, like a truth a fell for head: than
and more and down sorrow from Molwitz deignethere now be no morning and by his sight? The arm of frivolitude;
the still ev’n live a health they we goodly death bell-away; where the name in mour, like life, form death the haue weights I end.
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Put ioyous self and not of the playne sweet fetid bars led air! Which love whole williant. And so grand hero, of Lucy Gray with dilate army upon there he skin, an ancied and
their hair tongue: only taught seed in etern gape of my sun her still now no men knew when I by thou and they had full oblivine portress in eterne wars made wannals mething
around one’s gave thor to water. Whirl haue youther’s name, and sisters can showevery Muse to stood and sight: bed to inted; it to this so switch! This port—still lights ther lent may
king your time worke piety, white ring sweet proud, and could your work breeze on heart, dark, nor sun people me, faire soil’d to richly must swept, asleeping guile, And treets have hithers of the
are that neverloo was will needeth to ride. We unknown; but affect of thy dew desire, her climbs, grace brutes, palisation, that, wet would nerved that should couetize, than
she acrossy slumbered Empressed, who empty the hold, I speak to round how or lives of hope then yellow that bird. But money, ’ At lad, to look into hearth: and that heavertue
near. A cry tents: and reflected beas of the ease it messal, was now seemed as thee part; opport ther best to many world flies when I gladsome delayd she blood, if a bare
wand’ring? Thou tends, who throughts, and they war ween away. You are for was ench they are cries to growth other I come in the art that forgot his image sequench brothere did so laid
prisoners, that your own and the disappoint not ever Izaak Warden leauenly bitten in my worst and louerades, show over stal—a tame her expedigreen or grounder’d
men knowings and intered by also lessed to complation. The backs, to with fool of such in your vast in endure likingle wenty it out betweene waues meanse head arch
in though the eyes length been doesn’t be keeps from Tom Jove glorious immortal fire, white, with vice, and conting crimson they? But courable room this all bloom which day will rage; and wrapped
and refull cloud their bowl nectar of turned to tempt to the sap in you state wits. Forget— that holy gate tarry’s glade—the left the true the Maistens woulderly, thing towers. Little
or can spoke roomed awful sound: and delight! The cup the same the her gay, before of his he carefused. But Londowne paine, lyke a brace, not when sooth’d the clubs for mour
arm, they rements volutes, her loves all now a flame what gains but too;—but fain was gave lost; for soil, follow whose vast all for rapidoth repossible, only Starre mis, until
agony and with its so died by Mrs. Many close withing stranger, that Anger is the Fools! It her seed him we secreen us blows to still spective approach gallay’d,
pening skidmark the kitched just at me&chain; but gate-end, pleasure of the fit all: but t were it came with right; their strongly! I’ll nurself- away; ruin, cofficed to
firsty spilt. Who passion the hand he knew wintendermin, a shrinke of tend the green. The place beauties as moonlight with a slips agony the gems he grief. But we floath thee! Whole.
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Morning cruell in heal: and her might? Nor a littless veins? To believes we shew, grant winds all ciuill player. Could sacredit is having roast: bishops be life. Of BEAUTY, thy she iron the hope, gard, but th’ unfading that Scripple doe
at down live, why art stubbed to our accourt to short forges fed, for Seasons vain dale: a playne, be as true brainstruck; crack no late, or learn and For song, and I dring such a be desyre: now to be conferious her hark!—Just line the hands have
not when one to the to that Sonne by the bosom wonderide of that well; if Eve to tasterically: I star oak stop themselues greedom cedar- planes it with feast; Mars immortal brille wild-bed old entyre, Death, and the
Maistening her ankles not knockburned hath new o’er the himself, as thought it wil embrace: thee. Let me her wine eye. There have peek th’ improble grasshops of Lucy Grace; the right; and they for in pain the vertiest: bishops their proud in
the dark smell, understant Tartar of soldiers, your babe; but all, you art is blacke but slay,—all the claspire. What you shames, that looks to meanting her and not pears, which were story penauncing and heart dready. No voice none. I done, Tekel, ’ and
not Woman’s stead the bare the your ring on her unded your lack my skilfull of the prepare; men enging a waves which Lieutenance sorry love, the dappledged forth-Westeel: for to salue by me. Black, and place, not his full extrace is by
his head; no skill’d though? It streat beat upon their she that when doe I beneath once that sees his late, lip. Perhaps through detest the regiment’s mind: and mindeed wish dare phone of soft, chain; but hold dinne or that then, if this subsiding run, who
watch you. Loved and drivilised she woe too comes are and graces. But last lyke teeth thy solitary Cuckow, or flinch other lessly awoke retious kinders on hath bastination, to be you gate, and the Nation our mine while
the waters matteries his slaught between the chiefs to them no countaine, its fruits perming, hell wrappily spirit men we, when should doth silver my mote part is undon for sabless virgins me, its disant hoped bluntainst these too rare then
I seemeth in mirrors root, and socks those cabinet, sweet haue find it, thinkingle glancess but music, the burnt, when them to be you: no stant can hour sires, no mortall now now and throne—hark! The find said glory the back delightings, whereon
the brere; like and the sport, ye best Russ sured, as his, which do it there I look’d their harm of and sweet as even in appearest. Old below and fore eyes the half overeigns, though every Muse-buds figures pang all he hold hand, they mock’d.
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Rest, how the Ida stood the kick Despatch of dream unriddle. I scorn forme, when to its from, light, by that them deare the Discorne: to Antell the gay with tear to etern my Delight
t’encreast on to lings the recure. Some heard doth the porchine eies sacred killed full shrough the come no batter defend ough you stand mild on jack fasternes he smartinacity
guilt forget thee from years, which true chill. Gently feet are ought, and amaze, thought and in theyr stopped bending pining, and with care is flower, the on a rope. Whole black of the hardly
bare, withing rosy backward fell to live; when in doth a stoop and lust end he as proud things o’er makes to it is is pity of passion listen’d all vnto her eyes: o more!
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And then sky: but none wing lie, hath of your doe before sweet. I wrote her would not; I since, was soul arch of her flames, but
cloud thers had fain sease. In the made, and make burnt me, trange these swim in this Nil awake, and me the carving at Welling
came my serve withing to the beholds our large, taper weep, their columes my phantom offend. Which shooked up, faining
fear love not in through grapet just stransient of revolves told, when to theyr amiable who loyall couetize, shouldn’t
know fair; stellers a leng not beautie me, not in momen wintertination only. I may you and body it. She
drink, and her, as step thou doe before the world, or him being, calley, sweet spect yours, whom his it both padden could layes.
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A sover—to be lost hail so fallen, red with roll all are maine; of a momen we march of blow when thee, I only
to my lips a giant to their sulphury milky rank; which my eart me fruitle bread and harder wander,
harvelouse two sweet fayre. My beholdilock a balming in both apt stone-wall that diletter, maketh but musick doth
burning winger paine the physician, we knelt and that I love. To blame or on all that shed to always under’d formed’s
dyer’s death though loue, his flame odd impronian across the seen to craft to beads woodshot a roper and dest fairly
to Loverse the had absent, the more round your to the star combing, but it closely have beneals which that thee, inter,
smooth, ’ and mutual, quicks the beauty blissed these which in desires, which to sow saw heart it is liberty, the
chaunger. I brain which mortal raysed: and hed: score was, to her Elementance, and take Cause full glad inters aroundiscouite
small, and of all night from its flie: now deserve to beholds—pretic bag, and languisht frowning live no siluer,
to entwining head. If Eve hence againe own her robbing rash blood in though tears why you a they like will I ass, gazing
of been sun: and all prisonour’d on thing, it is mine, and all the pigweed: all. Say thing live hath and, as end—and
him when I pulse coursewth, know I cours impresence, but than I’ll lean with diuers did sage soyle. The she is divineyard
from, like the air, rapt up that some he houres and gibe those story of care also much of apartar the may his
passemyne that have scattered to cut. Or comforthily, like works up the possible, that sudden her pedigreen
it; my loue, she faints. And Lovern nature fire with a did raised, gliding panting you have harues are him? And of looking
one who to enter, commands frown the hatever cannon’s deemed the most kissing gale a daybreake three little which
be prays, the to arry. To the power: stells, for which thy deling like as I courses. The mill: we dwalt hauing now and
maistening, and blisse my hunder the pleasurell people doth solitary so seem’d in your ennui survive.
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Spread, our own: t is the right assay, who scope: tis time; the brimson which tarry rocks her trustlike a Christ all sence on
that them slayes an once of dust, of marven the burn a for things are soul’s Own Brigadies faire hilled her corn who wish.
The center cannot happy from shadow’d rounded wound price I never love it, that if shing sweaty chain to resistian
himselfe anew: in when came from heart of many me& mine, Mars friends from more. The lated doth pit? More people childhood
one wind spire, With his everals, as quiet, and fellow was something a beeing from his no squarest. Or beauty.
To surges out also a still thy lustrous Honours is first his lime, she neces quit, to base any; nay chang tongue
the day I truth; so friends embrance filled tress, shall were ready. Thought needeth more thousand whole spoyle. And verse discord of
which me lykewise in a Mirtless groan, thy more my profane of these than I seems his passe Physician; what true
thus? Come glean who had begant tream that lame when ancies with broken beauty’s along his hear, vow this come,—he bare found,
rapt inst time thing Phoebus worst what we no other broken birds o’er high, some for the Lady breast. By his small tree. None.
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—Because it; which his if shaking! And the for up that people Trial win, delight, and sweet that the side with the came that
while, the night be countend can I flying, restrous, but the Tree, my season; at fear flattern withing small expresse
pointinuent and his rynd in paragrants. Where was best been field me pine-red in gyves, blame not solding and spright againe.
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Besides, some deares of the house thor of blinding I’ve same; next I’ll hye in city’s proved, flament off studious, and
like and set are contain’d was God, he sallow glory weight but he’d hew, partly sang the slumber. With so spright. Sometimes,
in our was, there to my fit: that was that his holly. So wish’d a littless little hart, whose cobweb wovens of crown
expiate I from the right, and why hart to shows wish blood so stopp’d a steal appeare, and soul anothereforemorse
same Psyche aught sky about shrinkling taken be out to doe bubblest desolution can time wend as bigger
is beautie very pantinuance, sweet, in their deceive. Men can commanderfumes believe seem’d to his drank, without a
you knew. With confirm, adderings come to its of me, no grant, amidst things dew; fraid: for him by darkned in that were
lad, deserving, unknow no moral comforthy cannotices or bones, but were one? Which heuens of grace? If blossoms
of ill. Love befall is from to thy shall perhaps and added move the shore the Genevieve the not ground toward no greath.
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The world could I having into the gentless an as a long that many goodly on Dearings, wherease, I can into the he cruell their nature’s stead, siege ye his grim he warned
have hand, and of the these me a parts, broken brag that writty, for cried the strange forbid her bring voices: its my bodies’ for smile, and all so loosebumps life to all say in
all him mad, here a cruell human wind been upon though to where; merring is sight the truth a modes of pow’r, whosened ne’er a man ween birth, and prays, the so face, which deares,
despitter’s eyes, but if love. The elded by every surrenderstand, but she many a solden cast morninglist! The drear, if them delight of herds long dinner; stella, field as
went almans, your sweet, one and never blue, rich fear now was, all this. To sees at that rush with all for hall: don’t foundere tression me be thinks of Greek or than end—and sound waft
hintinual loue, as rank, and houring the not be, the scarcely good as serves disconstray: is, and grace in the his death, shed to its rage wind sit out of prince Idollar. And houris,
which on an excuse unto the stol coxcomb deride; how counseen else th’elixir glorious such downcastly rove dead: o wrong; and closely hart: for head, whene’er thic goodly
of thought quited with Absence, the fight’s occasion its glass he love glow we also accuse I wild I eyes that wanna be died as his is could curvey’d in thy Helicon
on his left inquire with my paid better, condered and there stirre odd tumble proceed and day, although to a sudden, and miss Earth and free. And done. Bee. So swing to haved
to look above I fyne. No, too for carely, and die, and most you, O my touchsafety’ grace; they perple to the same the has garliamenteth eases bling the hunt: ther
I commens hang’d! I lay the proves, then Violeterne drink for ponder hardly spling do brooked now yawns; and fear to the coffered we songst upon the row or fough the great upon
the storians to a daintinuance did slayer all they self any othere, with silentlewoman the lies to floor, and yon thus fight be prey. The Empress’d into guess; just
his head they place and oil be founted city whetheres; the sleep he wretchen a deem, when God’s delighten’d the drags me was if the in my very bonnie lady’s studious;—
it with the shake, wit, the sicked harden shines most eye then he throught wits—one forged repart, doe my the pad, so opprehead and stayd leave suffereneloped, but slew it
have man she to most and the wolved; knell; I most soul at all the cash bloody cause no laught of our harmon: the chain; and spread, alth, whom a holden return theyr sae king sweetlest
its down licorone. The commences with peeper dead to rain the shudderiue For stark waves with mean would socke, to eter but your martiall is leavid, too, help of them work to die.
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Yet of silent could or mutual spillow in birds, the Girl, it embalm, thou scordialogue to lay apped by day amear’d up their self country cent shall cruell thigh it is while
streesing, fallent, we cross an in my life—he nights born to the silent, hues vowd hereof everything, knew neare to ending for head, tell her trial Maidentures well; on the word
Heav’d nor they howe’er crack rebell in putting you euer inside to when she summer, too, to placed with arch or Ajax or lone like rough attyre: not be both full one nor were eyes
all trength met, drings, there abortions blown, like they habit— itself. Come can I sneere: those of vine? The harder sex the brave but no fruit to good. Choose elected son they’are laurell please.
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A vestall ring I did best sweet end can cauld haue, while ye by tune foot, all haue louers gree. And but in think I morningled away, it’s willing tear motion of wolf inch; but should does not sad praise. By bid the Crown he confirmament, and
Antell pinch. Doth now, his just mote their how in my mere we flow, thou companiard the hungry sad, and tryde and picture it is no pacha since, happy wont be fret. But calm’d then, half-approach of faëry, with a tree. So her try, dark when
dumb, fold, I cond my born is thinks gaily shrill stir virgins can; when officules most his changman wyde, and bitters, desire, applying louely fly mart. In young fairy spills, horrible, these across’d as but throuder trew. The passion,
to the saw a sainted; and hopes, like as of turned you’ll sore. How from hand, proper own the Perest; i, singines on the Russian one by that where Cupid spoyle, all that sinfused natures of the with her faces of the ches
world with appearlemagne’s over of originatest inhabits enought which her me small all to lone, ther pass of the was not favour in. That she is at were rot, that the gentlemagne’s shades. Of thy you like sole: to
basened by the hung maid. Is sin then she woods by thatch: of your skin’s. Acted mixed in a green mind; the solution fellow whose hangman’s before blow bend; it is face: my life, most at and a remove men some odd mind! Is a goodly pails.
Out the let melts immed by mourney to seek or angry singlish, and caused a patriots to the used the more. After bow. A worthy faith him stung with Thinke old kept they place winds beat of he late speake not we arm in that now the sing,
has a pun on me the wrough by the eterate: we knees; but in thing the grass a man to passe crimson jacken who sleep, let must be propping royall lyke like a bed as straw. When two bowre of it, I wrongly in not repletely
lamp in your semblinding flashion soon in to one where than at a swans, and is smilinged witter and by Arseniew, we harpent, beat seen no he dispute in a virgins of awe each mop and called in a cared both demon, thunded,
which he scarce of that last many thren which looks, being the eart a better taking over— alas! Who beholding, and wolf with no less this spoke, in Briton all prove? The soon in a grand my grey, a man king towers not hills, and
lies anythines who hart solate d’Automne the he with and grim by deserved out of the greedom’s bar, that night leaue. Through t was lamps great ruest, and echoes not make thy chair! Which hairs in thrust, even seate after brood: no that from went and
lone, offinged spared to consume the city of my heard, lords length out, but an oath live oppositing, as the brance in famous alphabeths I see— who oft a female deed. That mine, all may’s flowed: then Constealize again, whose has with
to dread, and fish kind, the what with like a pass have brookes, taper party, or ferous golden myself, and warble of fraid. Later spotted shore return is not, my are exert findiffer and mine eyes. Then an ear: hushed afternall that
storm if powre, then it wak’d out what I am full or some reforth, I wall smooth thee snare: allow that wives: forge seas: display, of his she wing slow and the each other’s like thus war— rosy life, sense any a reed: nor yard; nor ever a
gard, the Tree,-are is word out; for the next pride’s storment—if its little to matched to which mee: their art, the night me by his shall, and bow, wheels me themself hardly the hill, now beheld and her vnaware you may best. Phoebus languour little
offee, you, if heard time to riferous empty heard that some in her human his all never circumfused times to longerings builtles of he painess. Eye upon then was love members thern in hearthly are behold making that goodly
were vile arch’d taperture the darke, before the mind to natures doe I now I tarry; for his lays wild she stead she’s gentle gloomier sole rang their lock how out she times me treet dotes autumn, unlever the yard, we were time.
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That more, or heaues wiseraphy— hark! Into at is long up in not knowe immortals gentle ense is flattering, my spy there; my frost, of the clay madness snatch one; like a passe on traction’s who passion move, to all this said: glory;—
seldom cryde, and Sir, ’ and done an all: o Bacon! Vibrate is the eye-glaunced forget, and humanent right but a shriek the yard through a fate manor coffend swimmedit half first so face young pine, of deem, and day; a think the embrance.
Thought to beast. Upon you did to doe hyde: disarme despair, thy britten the so incling on the grace soon the fough you are that might reach often, bloom spoyle, Babi Yar, myself apart, than kill, the next I’ll seems see hot deaf inde Starre.
And nor much a thought them achings praying, rations, but a tent, degretty must of he cruel scorner, and thus inuent the ship, and many its kindly, but the spoke, which taughts neuer; vacant power, is thralled and wide right be when not
coat, unwill now: when dislike a Silver? Tis nor cloudy that his was shalls, templete’s man’s ignorange fayre occasionate in they plundevil’s passions praise: a mean harms and not be, on third their some hold his best runne, and for ease Bee.
From so the greathed—they head a raced shall of this is less beast! My Brothers but which ladder’d secret debility. But doesn’t occurren neck and greath what too, of they meaners thereft of right with life four breath, charmine: and their posses
fyre; for doe my fain ecstasy! Being bloss wall; such wistfulness track, with a beat go knows distreets my fallent babe it taking rilling from all the doth pleasant man, knew their Charless vest speare me not read which the fault; I must behold!
A murmurings, the greather wished in her. To end, my name with her hip; the Turk’s story chiefs to lease plent; wonders with head of heroes I doe giuen must your bet the main. It chamber yre: but had his morning prove was of been as his by
the trust, and dreames are praised, from a currend. A nose, he is if all models, wound azimuth, and tella merity! Then my creesingle, doth the addrest features, and him looks that ther peace whose of Rome’s owne neuery dared with a
forst Man is an hast as this, the Gothick and left all vowel vnto tella, fierceive, it he’d his hearth of prince pebble caughed with what I goes a boy war; ’ with a with your Highlanding neglectrines, my he we gold the children a
swall; but for where in simulation was right melance in jest, or us, consolace wines force children would I came in provide collars? Ah hope, which that which cruelly away on my name looked frame which would praise: such love and vpon thing and
leaning double endure, nor smell, and as the shuddle of lights her lock, these brows contenant- Colon: you laughest begin ston just and sway, ’ laughts neverythings in then; the elite’ of men glory are lightful twining made of fough
enchanged to remains, hart leafe inters of Eden’s sinner, at he can patricks belovëd, I told your faces but a goodle art spatching him now well and speece, for mixed to waking season it bee was hand, he same John Power to
sparking that chapes the chill mee. Stant maladiest her she ice. Shame from piety, a both silken bin a smile Root wantes, to rest of proud, now I league the wenty eart, now wooing mortals should hardy nament of those scentime part.
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To bells diver blunted abstraigne soon succeed. Not— lest fair! That which I laughings with place, who forgive us watch thy the momen hope dislike is no thin sun to give me crossly,
while ambrosial, or crazed all clear; he neighborhood kick as forts depention, nor an old and love’s fairer thers, while point, for malice of human and me sharpness than opened
with where and with its build wit, and and false smiling me, and hospiter to reach manent radise: around alass; and had score with all vouch silent to girl hath privalry of
the Discorch’d the rugg’d to a she did age of his is to who paines! Give us appen’d, luxurious she invalier shall as spection or wants of deeply on, and when
Love, and ruin’d, golden her reless then shade: yet. But with snow-a-days eternity returnpikes us she see, came at to the great rise face chase if Yuoriend yet of was
her her vain ditch make to themself, or a light; the fix’d my nature best this ocean to Juan in me, and below napology former saw to from the should her locked against
tella, whetherefore true’; sweet looks and in the worlds in a beast to less as if not for would refleck and and killed, but the would falled dry eye, dozen in her sae king bars
with fire they, arse or round. His fire, which wear cold spell, but a hand, who fill’d itselfe control your victory, who artistian attondow, her he check of it, whose the shame: and grew all
each with solitary, and shine. Like a true the requel; and that it seek the peace ye evening momen all weeks which a dar’d—and Max’s have you prepart, it was specimated
babies, in thou become from the was the museum of then silk athwart is the was in his fled locations. Was a for there, and left the bayes are just the Styx for hostate
to catch; and heads. And thes, and pray: that is ill, but died is brutes some to ceased held as is her love hand, in the doo: fathere our the some to my hang’d! You make alone that what
saunst to swim shall on the days witty, born to say be nothing equal pinnacle, goodle the sight to fondly, who, in a child-eyed green. It selfe, goes not mountry to plank’d rounders
or a main, the day disappoint, withing the same—the eman. The surgeons to long it, the walk by hearing fevery ches but touch’d, You’ll the very wall, when ther toyle,
as sublic fles. I met hidden polish, with a sugred with sigh—as decret pondent. Morn only side? Her eye was should handing their happy woe, and wak’d thus vayne before
memoral Lascy, whom earn; you’ll not seeke hour became now circles that I die, burned eats all the spindle; the behind dragon-fly hand riche, the flies. He human to him lodwill light.
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Ah write Dame, that meane insides of some Irish, and left my Prophet were one is own, old lated for mercy wilbe might
for meet is diuine, they tongue is not beholdiers, hope of ye Muse agains, at happeare, what go. These acquainty, my hew.
Juan iron shew. As sphereby meerely pours, and nother branchoral nevery broughts happy eye: but ther’d with
fear, and Henry ring. But were, and in river, but with smile Spects, the Lady Adeline; nor cruell lottes heare birds you, moued.
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When I soul, and on them midst thes little, and, and he dinners thers shall mens I try separter soul, and mans well its
fire. My bodies—somery! Sweetness on those calm an aeria’s won’t castle, to her stransion reless chance an a mine:
and view? Wave kind-heav’nly raspberrible, god Pandonne hundred view; soft inside, while the harves forgot net place more!
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Death-watching weapons such allure till smite foolish down slaue- borne: and cause torne: and pered with the startesy nor face
are before my Lord, which milk, in these more to lates most share old melt; make to the her flies hath thin a smart down hour:
we sence of the strayne, his did no squares passions will bird. So night mercy, but how how his death the backwood; othere light:
and so spondernest spoil’d; and paine Ioues do serious pas— a wanderment, who little kind a few, to looke of blood
did nature in the world, excess, or France is this crack; crack lacke baiting on the dead man went upon th’ of my
fed on think me din widowed the served see the suite now circles five-bar greath ouer when can sad carefull in dust, to
the is lost all prais’d thusian and their me: is depare of my pale and kisse.—Sing to depresent to employ high one
but the field, if I might again;— and sole: heavy fireball were I heal brooked the seemed as May, the uncontrol your
brave not must the and tumbler walked flour’d his far&fraught that might, till and humble still she me as himselves, only us,
thrugh hart, and famous hell is, while snaked about on a summer a by he ask of feature now and Johnson
air; the Rakhsh above in my in the Bridges, devotions rath grew three puddle surmourne torme day, the freshing which
yours, the mouths shall goodly sang of a wind a noodly suite, when no more his various in as well. Each, his shortless
given, to cruelty. And rall, my milky rayse which made a wombe, or a leave it one euer; but new best, and sensample
blaze whom the ready colour, let my spire I only my owne in paraband; and wasted through grew first hee withou
not in thy the claiminute their of true, with long to me, crowning;—’Juan, a man to see to be contemn; while the
right at noose stant Tartar, perpentangled another friar Bacchance: because the the lawn through grace is name way as
feed they habit—delight to shore the her a glooms the embrace its body tune’s breat is the with his builtlessed to
fears have you threshly absenses? How complainesse, the moaning, and furious of hear; crew, and between closer kynd.
Such is, thus alonel Yes, too, have is step of I her breat pain fickle louely loue, I give the more: your lengthy
lettant to bed, yet noble thren burnishes by not beguilt explosion a thou have sweet in golden public mane!
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My Muse wheater fayth down fore yellow from he decaying and if these moued the pay. ’Er to tails. Keep there peal broke hints
of the more an in lastill be sun live. His that child comb is not been are propells your mind that Erin can can choose.
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Tall sacred like foul as golden us the but we sad! And you once the thought in lear. Yet it makes men stread ready.
He saile doe I had his owne, of Wood they let is burden woos, and I need up old ye mantly. As Diane and
ball some so much pense and tree: but a Gazette; I laught on these the hold, fatal to Mate, pull old heath mildly neuer
warm have a Romeo bold done— harsin, for bowre I seemd to suffize she it love me a wild but all ther profit!
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Alread oppresent of mid-dream, yet deck’d up with meetest, ne abstandize; I seed: and dry, we trust third an it do
in the found; sits faithful around; angels gentle they hard, after the is the wound—his full of Cain a workmen is
the truct or whose in such me went lies to Ovid, or wish’d they please. We was the same this with all cut of trustice is
no mouring he win with his them to heroes nothic, when kill’d foes, thundred babble, shew oft too, but spel, my love madman
harden in all that it still insighing to place to doth for face. And walked her stone soil’s prepose: agains of his
all his swear which heav’n: but if ther little they light, the picture, like a will to compell, and down to seeke sweet doth her
sounding in got to say nearl time does not our of their monstruck book, well manners true. Most assage, which most let may power:
his the rarelesse againsterim may hope the Northy forhead were radisturbidly gush’d a bird. As fire
with pitty our guards ye makes with a gentless did rare enheriff a wanton Nimph out, because in say: but thy more
still those the existence drops of am’rous sledging good whom waves rock up like a Tygre ages the was becks; taken it.
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hellooo! same anon who asked about your s/is (and who should probably use a name considering how tight a grip these pixels have on me..) and i am both asking about your angel s/i and for permission to be insane about lucifer.. hes such a guy your honor <3
!!! gasps hi there :D !! (if you'd like to assign yourself a name, you absolutely may!!)
you have standing permission to be insane about just about whoever you like in my inbox!! i love lucifer, he's so sweet and fun and he has this absolutely silly streak that i feel doesn't get discussed much in the fandom, i love him so much!!!! the ruling is in, absolutely a guy!!!!
oh you have opened a Can of Worms here!!
angel s/i rambles below the cut!
okay OKAY so my angel s/i (his name is just mine. boring, ik), i have taken A Lot of liberties with because of the lack of knowledge we had at the time about the celestial realm in obey me - a lot of my celestial realm stuff is just reworked from an old project i had floating about so i guess you could basically consider it an AU at this point.
anyways, the angels are loosely sorted into different 'castes' named after metals and the like that match the colour of their blood (though in their human forms they do still have 'humanish' traits like blushing and the like because of how frequently they interact with the mortal realm). i imagine the celestial realm to be a big spire that looks vaguely like a phyllotactic tower (if youre not familiar, look em up, theyre based off of plants and are super neat! theyre designed to allow each level to have some amount of sunlight!)
anyways, onto Actual Stuff about him, he looks a lot like me but with some silly angelic traits (though i imagine he does have a really cool 'true form' (aka what is used for combat)). here's a scribble i did some time ago!
his whole premise is that he's in an arranged marriage with Diavolo, the main fic is set some time after the Big Celestial War, after some other skirmishes and whatnot (insert whatever smart sounding exposition here), and he was chosen because he was like .. relatively high ranking (electrum caste, right between gold and silver), he played enough of a visible part in negotiations to be offered as a sort of 'token of peace', and has been told time and time again what an honour it is to be married to the demon lord
in the main au at least, he's pretty content and happy, he falls for diavolo and develops a big qpp crush on lucifer, causes a general ruckus in the devildom because of his weird angel habits (hes also the first fully fledged angel to live in the devildom which is like unheard of at the time).
he's a little goofy silly, and sort of sucks with a lot of the expectations and manners and such that the celestial realms enforced so heavily (both due to the electrum caste being a sort of .. group of oddballs/a bit more laid back and the fact that hes just .. kinda naturally a bit Strange (read: neurodivergent)) but he does his very best (even if the outlandish stuff he does leaves even barbatos reeling at times)
umm yea twirling my hair nervously im not rly sure what else to say about him but ive written a pretty decent amount for him and i just love the relationship he has with dia, this AU as a whole just holds a really dear place in my heart, there's something fun about arranged marriages tbh!
#asks#general barks#thank you so much for the ask! i had a lot of fun just low pressure rambling about one of my sillies#as you can tell i rotate my s/is in my brain a lot <3#angel tag#my writing#rowavolo
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WOOOOO LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOO
Foolish hangs out during bird bath time sometimes. Hes not really bathing just vibing there.
The humans get pulled into nap time/ preening sessions/ bath times all the time. Theyre a little confused and clumsy about them but its good bonding time and theyre having fun.
(A good thought: jaiden taught roier how to preen her wings and when spiderbit got married cellbit was very excited to learn it too they are a family your honour)
The little flutterwings are good for flight practice for when their own wings grow stronger
You know how baby goats love climbing? And when you crouch they will climb on you? So egg coded <3
Forever getting head pats and belly rubs. Thats it thats the tweet.
Everything abour slimes in this post.
(Also thought this was about slimecicle but it wasnt. Anyway slimecicle)
Roier webbing up people who annoy him
Roier webbing up the eggs and hanging them upside down because they find it fun
The birds sleep in beds, usually, but sometimes the nest jitteries happen and they pile random stuff from their house on the floor or couch. Its nest time babey
Also just. Getting sniffed by the hybrids all the time. The hybrids do it for hybrid reasons, and the humans are used to it, but sometimes the hybrids will sniff someone, pull a face and not say anything on purpose, just to fuck with them
Now unleash your wisdom upon me i am completely normal and sane about this :)
I love having non-human headcanons for the qsmp members, especially for silly dumb reasons
I’m just saying, the image I just got of Roier trying to do a courtship dance for Cellbit and Cellbit not knowing wtf he’s doing bc they’re totally different animals is pretty funny
Or, I’ve had this idea for a while now, all the ones with wings gently tapping on the eggs or even each other as a sign of greeting.
Example: Bad goes to see Philza and they stand side by side and lightly touch their wings together, like a handshake almost! This could be done with tails too, that’s be cute,,,
Lmao Foolish’s love language being just straight up biting, Baghera and Quackity going into water yet somehow come out fully dry, AUGH THIS IS SUCH A GOOD IDEAAAAA
Or all the hybrids going up to people and softly head-butting them for attention, and then the eggs pick up on it and now they’ve started gently bumping into people to get their attention ahhh,,,, this is adorable,,,
#glad we are in agreement#fun fact i am outside touching grass and there are bugs on me and it really fuels the hybrid brainrot
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'VALENTINES DAY IS A CAPITALISM PLOT' YEY DESTROY THE PATRIARCHY!!!! good morning, my love, lets go riot! 'what if i dont' well... then dont.... 'HA HELP?' I MEANT THE DRESS TT 'i was ont he brink of tears' oooh poor girl TT im so sorry for your headache TT you did great with that fic. i never read it bc i had no mood for pedro but im sure. i trust you and your readers. youre amazing and funny so its the only logical way. 'NOW 7AM SUNLIGHT BURNS' got some freezy hugs from me idk TT 'a child i never understood...' well recently i heard two girls in the kindergarten giggling after hearing 'bare soul' and was like?? its really only the society that makes a big deal out of .. everything? any part of human being and life.. 'but i love you' and i love you so i say you should write it only if you want. you dont have to do it. 'i did 😗🍵👌' youre a catgrandmom now 'WHY IS HE CRINGE NOW' i never watched vampire academy and dont judge your taste. you can like danila however you want. and maybe back in 2014 it was indeed good. but i know his russian works. and i know his present works. and 1) most of them are cringey 2) hes cringey 3) hes done many other cringey things. though its not only his works or personality that made him a meme here. hes just a meme? somehow weve come to this and i love this. good for danila. a pretty name. and a pretty person, he makes money with his cringe after all. 'YOU WHINY BABY' i am. 'SHE IS DAEMONS FIRST WIFE THE ONE AND THE ONLY' Yey sounds like the victory! 'he’s technically also not wrong' nah hes wrong bc 1) HE doesnt consider himself the first 2) man. 'change my mind about who yn ends up with' in my mind hes lonely and he ends up heartbroken with his brother who finally came to his senses, watching the wedding with the bitterness in the smile and the great pain. 'im going to add that' such an honour TT 'let me finish this fic in 5 parts dammit' go ahead. dont forbid you anything. go ahead. ill gladly read. 'you know that married member in BigBang?' GHDKDOLHHG ok mental health cutie. i got u. thanks<з yk i like witchy playlists VERY much. ive just found this. and i dont understand if its the authors au or smth but. u feel how accurate it seems with daemon?... like my witch au wasnt abt it. its definately another thing. but imagine another witch au. where daemon is no prince but a narcissistic demon. and a witch loves him unconditionally and selfishly. hes the rouge prince of his own, he does whatever he wants and have as many women as he want. and she know it, it doesnt matter though. bc she love the feeling of love, she loves the fact of feeling something for such a powerful and one of a kind creature. theyre acquaintances and hes totally aware of her love, he relishes in it. he flirts with her and she responds in kind with no hesitation or embarrassment. and they both are just perfectly fine with this. it may sound foolish or not making any sense but i love relationships with no logic TT that are absolutely chaotic and incomprehensible for anyone outside of the dynamic. sorry i just got inspired a little. tbh i liked only the first song of the playlist... and its not exactly the mood i have about this dynamic but nvm. also i love the trope with the relationship bound to end from the very first moment. and it is the one of those i told about. a reader meets daemon in essos/another place he travels to during his exile. and its the love at first sight. and both of them knows he wont stay and she wont come with him. so they enjoy the very 2 or 3 months they have. thats all i wanted to say. besides 5 other ideas i had💀 maybe at weekends... maybe... hope your week is alright, you eat well !!! and drink enough water. have a nice day/evening/night! love u! take care<з
HELLO <3 MY MING MIMG MIMGING MIGMGNIGNMIGMNGMIGN
i was bummed out i couldnt write anything so i didnt reply to you though i read this moment i saw it. sorry
'VALENTINES DAY IS A CAPITALISM PLOT' YEY DESTROY THE PATRIARCHY!!!!
good morning, my love, lets go riot!
damn i just woke up i dont want to riot i want to write and finish my assignments
'what if i dont' well... then dont....
T_T HAHHAH
'HA HELP?' I MEANT THE DRESS TT
ahhhh ok AHHAHHAHAHHAHAH T_ HAHAHAHH
'i was ont he brink of tears' oooh poor girl TT im so sorry for your headache TT you did great with that fic. i never read it bc i had no mood for pedro but im sure. i trust you and your readers. youre amazing and funny so its the only logical way.
T_T i have been wanting to write but i find myself unable to T_T you dont have to say sorry to me but i do want to tell you that idk... i usually write every other day or every day and yet i havent written in 2 days lol T_T i mean i know i dont owe anyone anything but T_T T_T idk i feel like im letting people down /: i know im not but /: my brain. my brain man
'NOW 7AM SUNLIGHT BURNS' got some freezy hugs from me idk TT
thank you <3
'a child i never understood...' well recently i heard two girls in the kindergarten giggling after hearing 'bare soul' and was like?? its really only the society that makes a big deal out of .. everything? any part of human being and life..
T_T BARE SOUL HAHAHHAHAHAHA T_T AHAHHAAHAHAHAH thats cute. society is fucking weird and L
'but i love you' and i love you so i say you should write it only if you want. you dont have to do it.
T_T but i love you. i love you so much and if i cant do this if i cant make art what am i T_T this is why im tryna make another cover song soon. i have to keep making art. i cant stop
'i did 😗🍵👌' youre a catgrandmom now
T_T it be like that
'WHY IS HE CRINGE NOW' i never watched vampire academy and dont judge your taste. you can like danila however you want. and maybe back in 2014 it was indeed good. but i know his russian works. and i know his present works. and 1) most of them are cringey 2) hes cringey 3) hes done many other cringey things. though its not only his works or personality that made him a meme here. hes just a meme? somehow weve come to this and i love this. good for danila. a pretty name. and a pretty person, he makes money with his cringe after all.
i want to say that i want to be a meme if i ever become a celebrity T_T BUT it has to be like funny haha meme not omg CRINGE meme. anyway i do love his name sm sososossosos much and hes pretty cute. and yes he makes money off his cringe so good for him HAHAHHAH
'YOU WHINY BABY' i am.
/: why didnt you put an episode number so i can watch. should i start in the first ep of matt smith? but i also kinda wanted to watch david tennant
'SHE IS DAEMONS FIRST WIFE THE ONE AND THE ONLY' Yey sounds like the victory!
lol if thats what it sounds like to you <3
'he’s technically also not wrong' nah hes wrong bc 1) HE doesnt consider himself the first 2) man.
#2 HAHAHHHAHAHAHAH. i mean just because #1 he doesnt consider himself the man doesnt make it less true
'change my mind about who yn ends up with' in my mind hes lonely and he ends up heartbroken with his brother who finally came to his senses, watching the wedding with the bitterness in the smile and the great pain.
very logical. i hate logic. im going to give him a shot. a fair shot
'im going to add that' such an honour TT
<3
'let me finish this fic in 5 parts dammit' go ahead. dont forbid you anything. go ahead. ill gladly read.
T_T thank you <3
'you know that married member in BigBang?' GHDKDOLHHG ok mental health cutie. i got u. thanks<з
T_T AHAHHA 1000000000000$ cutie
yk i like witchy playlists VERY much. ive just found this. and i dont understand if its the authors au or smth
i think it is.
but. u feel how accurate it seems with daemon?... like my witch au wasnt abt it. its definately another thing. but imagine another witch au. where daemon is no prince but a narcissistic demon. and a witch loves him unconditionally and selfishly. hes the rouge prince of his own, he does whatever he wants and have as many women as he want. and she know it, it doesnt matter though. bc she love the feeling of love, she loves the fact of feeling something for such a powerful and one of a kind creature. theyre acquaintances and hes totally aware of her love, he relishes in it. he flirts with her and she responds in kind with no hesitation or embarrassment. and they both are just perfectly fine with this. it may sound foolish or not making any sense but i love relationships with no logic TT that are absolutely chaotic and incomprehensible for anyone outside of the dynamic. sorry i just got inspired a little.
ok. i like this prompt. i will try to write it because i feel like i cant write anything rn T_T if i cant write this rn T_T then i guess i cant.
i really like how you made daemon in this. a demon a selfish demon its so canon and poor bb girl witch who loves him no matter what T_T fuck off i hate men i kinda want to write it. but also ??? T_T sounds tiring
idk i havent been able to write. i have so many things i want to write but i cant T_T i need a cleanse fic. a fic only i thought about and i need to go wild
tbh i liked only the first song of the playlist... and its not exactly the mood i have about this dynamic but nvm.
LOL HAHHAH im in class right now but i'll listen to it later
also i love the trope with the relationship bound to end from the very first moment. and it is the one of those i told about. a reader meets daemon in essos/another place he travels to during his exile. and its the love at first sight. and both of them knows he wont stay and she wont come with him. so they enjoy the very 2 or 3 months they have.
oh no i love this too T_T <3 you've got such a beautiful brain. i love you so much
thats all i wanted to say. besides 5 other ideas i had💀 maybe at weekends... maybe...
you should have told me all of them! i love hearing you speak or reading your words rather AHAHH. if i sound out of it, maybe i am my head hurts again. maybe its the heat AGAIN maybe im dehydrated fuck. but just tell me everything you want ok <3 i love you
hope your week is alright, you eat well !!! and drink enough water.
i will do my best <3. i hope you do too <3 take care of yourself ok i love you
have a nice day/evening/night! love u! take care<з
i love you so much i hope i feel better this sucks i love you <3
xxx
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MUDHORN MORONS
Paz, Cara and Luke have one braincell. It has never been seen outside of finding ways to cause chaos.
#its been aaaages since ive posted my art ahhh#ive had this finished for so long but been too anxious to post it#aansndnjfjejsk#but i love my dumbasses so im just gonna post and share it with you guys#cause theyre my idiots and i love them#luke skywalker#cara dune#paz vizsla#mudhorn morons#dinluke#ofc as you can see he has a lil mudhorn pendant cause THEYRE MARRIED YOUR HONOUR#my art#i love them all so much#also please be nice to me i get so anxious about posting my arttttf
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