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zandra-lang-cave · 2 years ago

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It's that time. A small story based on my headcanons and thoughts of how the bots started their path to become rescuers.

Disclaimer, i dont know anything about the lore of the aligned continuity. I know bits and pices, but not enough for these ideas to work in canon. So anyone who is looking for canon following writings, this post (and my blog in general) aint for you.

Now, with that aside. the first one in the choping block is........

CHASE

The clasic noir movie fan, stickle up for the rules and no nonsense bot that has probably some form of autism! Yeah, I have thoughts about him. To be real he is my least favorite of the A team but is mainly cuase I relate to him the least, that's how my brain work is rare for me to like a character I can't relate to.

But personal preferences aside, let's look at my thoughts/ideas on one of my babies!

This is how I think his first few days/months of being alive went.

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If someone ever asks what he remembers from before entering the forge, the answer will be... complicated, the best he could come with was "it feels like waking up from a long recharge," but he does remember what he felt when entering the forge.

He heard a voice, a very warm voice calling him, he still couldn't understand what it was at the time, but thinking back, it was definitely primus telling him what he would be known has.

Then he heard a gruft voice calling him, guiding him. A forger they call themselves. He explained what was happening. His spark needed a body since he got out of the well before he was ready.

"Yeah, this one Is definitely a velocitronian, eager to get out of the well like the lots of them. land base favorable frame and tin plating. too tin for any healty cybertronian" they speak, both to him and themselves "this one is going to need some help, don't worry your processor little light. You'll be redy to race to your sparks will in a few kliks, " the extranger tells him. He still couldn't see anything, but the voice reassured him greatly.

He remembered it being a slow process. At the time, he wasn't sure why. He just wanted it to be done fast so he could move freely. He really underestimated how delicate and important the process of helping a protofor with their bodies was.

When he was finally ready, he opened his optics and was met with the face of someone, another cybertronian, his mind told him. Even though he still didn't understand what that was, the forger helped with his first steps and guide to the process of knowing what and who he was.

"So what's your name, little light?" They ask.

"Chase," he answered in a small voice.

"Well, welcome to the land of the living Chace. You can call me Frostblast. Now let's give you a small tour, ok sparkling?" They tell him with a smile that seems warm despite their name.

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Velocitron was... nice. It was an adjustment time after spending his first few cycles in a crash course of how things work here. But when he was finally let loose, a part of him was happy.

His first task was to scan an altmode. It was an odd experience for the first time, but he followed the advice he was given and just listened to his spark. He found the perfect alt mode.

The next step was to race his first race.

He really didn't understand how much he craved being able to drive to his spark content until he was racing for the first time. An amicable race with nothing on the line besides the satisfaction of winning. A standard procedure for any new sparkling that joins Velocitron.

It was nice. The speed, the wind in his frame, the friendly competition. It all just makes him so happy. This was a memory he kept deep in his spark. You never forget your first race has a velocitronian.

Life could only get better.

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Life in velocitron was... harsh.

Don't get him wrong, he love his colony. But life was hard to bots that were not like him.

He was lucky. He can admit that his frame was the perfect average for a velocitronian. Nothing extraordinary but far from the worst to have on this planet.

His neighbor thought, that's a different story. She got it rough.

He met her after a few decacycles of arriving in velocitron. He had already joined a few races, he never won first place but manege to stay in the top 5 so he always ended with decent prices. This time It was a small competition for some rare energon treats. He was curious about them since it was the first time he saw something other than liquid energon, so he went for it.

He spots a lone bulky bot in a corner of the waiting room for the race. No one getting close to them and them not getting close to anyone. He got curious, so he chose to aproche the random bot. They didn't seem dangerous, they're bulky green frame had a lot of scratches and dents, but that just meant they probably raced in dangerous terrain. An experience racer by their looks.

"Hi," he start "the names is Cha-" he was interrupted.

"I know who you are rookie" they said to him in an annoying tone "the new hot racer of the zone" they said in fake excitement "You ain't even won first place in a race and your alredy popular, for primus sake" they add in a small tone.

All of their annoyance pass over his helm. Has they said he was still a rookie in pretty much everything. Including detecting others' sarcasm.

"Oh, well, nice to meet you. Can I get your name?" He asks. still unaware of the other annoyance and every other bot starting to stare at them.

The bot look arround the room before getting close to Chase "listen rookie" they say close to his faceplate. "I'm gonna give you some advice. Don't get close to bots like me for your sake and theirs. Don't go looking for trouble, " they finish. A voice sound from the speakers calling to all the racers. The stranger starts to move to the racetrack before being stopped by Chase's voice.

"I still didn't get your name," he says to them "its rude to know another's bot name when they don't know yours"

The bot watches him healm to pedes with disdain. But he could also see a small spark of curiosity in the other bot.

"Tell you what, rookie. Win the race, and I answer your questions," they challenged.

"That sounds like a deal," Chase said with a smile before following the rest to the racetrack.

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He'll be liying if he said he wasn't intrigued. There was something about the other bot that confused him. They seem to be an experienced racer, but no one wanted to be close to them. That was odd. He might be new, but has far has he understood experience racers are popular in velocitron, but no bot looked to be wanting to get close to them. He wanted to get to know the extranger better, maybe even be friends, that be nice.

This was the first time he actually felt motivated to win a race.

He really pushed himself harder than any other race before. And it shows since he ended up winning the race. Thought he was met with a surprise when he looked at the scoring board. Thera was the picture of the bot he met, their name on it, but the picture wasn't anywhere near where he thought it would be.

The bot, she/her pronouns, Landslide was her name based on the screen. She was the last one in the race. He was surprised, by the way she looked, she should have been in a better spot. Curiosity strikes him again.

When he was called to the podium, he tried to look for her on the crowd. He spotted her green frame, leaving the place, a bit more scratch and dented than before. Odd, the track didn't have any obstacles that would leave that much damage.

After he got his prize, he followed the path Landslide took. Funny enough, she lives at the same building he does.

"Landslid, wait!" Chase screams at her.

Landslide stops in her path and turns around to look at Chase. A small surprise could be looked in her optics.

"What's the matter rookie?, though I wouldn't hear from you after the race, " she says.

"Why will I do that. It's just a -" Landslide interjected him before he could finish.

"Careful sparkling. Don't say things you can't get back. Especially in the middle of the street, " she warned him. "Tell you what, share some of those treats you just win, and I'll give you a crash course on how to act in this colony"

"But I already got my guide course done," Chase says.

"The official one, maybe. But you need more street smarts if you don't want to get Mob in the streets, " she teased him "lets go to my place. This ain't a chat you want bots to hear"

"Alright," Chase says before following Landslide to the building.

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Landslide place was small, it was one of the cheapest apartments in the building so it make sence. But the fact that Landslide was definitely older and more experienced than him made Chase wonder why she didn't live in a better place. She should have a few big wins on her name.

"So, listen, rookie." Landslide starts with a serious tone while she grab some of the treats from the table."You are still new to the planet, so bots will give you time to adjust. But that time has limit, if you don't know how to act before that time is done you'll be an outcast" she pause for a moment before adding "like me" she finish before starting eating the treats while giving Chase time to process what she just said.

"But... why?" Chase asks after a moment. "You seem like an experienced racer. Everyone should follow you with praises and admiration." He finished.

Landslide watches Chase for a klik, thinking of how to explain it to Chase.

"Chase, look at you. What do you describe your frame?" She says in a calm tone.

"Well, I'm smaller than the average bot. And plating is tinner than most. And I have a mostly blue body with gray accents due to my alt mode. But I don't see why that has to do with this conversation"

"I'm getting there, slow for a klik rookie," Landslide tease "now how do you describe my frame?" She asks.

"Big, green, bulky, and rough," Chase speaks dryly. "What does that have to do with anything?"

Landslide sight before speaking "rookie, it has to do with everything. This planet decides everything by racing. If you are not good for it, then you're a nobody at best. And a target at worst" Landslide tone sounds resign "you are right saying I'm an experience racer. I was one of the first velocitronians that spawn after we colonized this planet. I remember the time before racing became everything here. I saw how cybertronians like me whose frame didn't make them racers to the standar of this world got slowly shoved into the shadows. Bots like me don't get a chance to live, only to survive" she direct her sight to Chase before adding "meanwhile bots like you can have everything I have work vorns to get in just a few cycles" Landslide states bitterly.

Chase was silent for a few kliks. He could hear landslide eating the treats, but he could also hear the distant sound of speeding bots racing.

"It's just racing," he finally adds, "win or lose, good or bad at it. Why does it matter?" He asks.

"That's just how the ones in power choose to rule this place," Landslide answered. She sees how Chase starts to look at her with pity. "Don't do that," she says.

"Do what?" Chase ask.

"Looking me with pity," she answer "look rookie. I might have it bad, but I could be worse. I might not be able to win any big race, but u can get by just fine smashing the rookies, " she jokes.

"But you lose today," Chase says, worry.

"Yeah, I'll admit. These old pedes are getting rusty" she says while taping her limbs "either that or the new sparklings are spawning better at racing" she jokes while she grabs Tha last few of the treats "though you could use some practice in your turns. You give a lot of spaces for bots to pass you, " she finishes.

Chase stay silent for a moment, processing all that they just discussed, all while the racing noise from outside starts to feel heavy in Chases audio receptors.

He thought how landslide was older, older than most racers, yet she lost a race of mostly rookies like him. It's getting harder for her to race, he thought. Yet it's something that comes naturally to him.

"Teach me," he says.

"What you said sparkling?" Landslide ask.

"How to race. Teach me how to become a better racer, " he elaborates with determination in his voice.

"And why on primus good will should I do that?" She answer with disdain "rookie I got enough problems in my life and you ain't gonna become one of them."

"I'll give you part of my wins," he offers. "You have race since the start of this system. You have to know alot of tricks to win, specially since you werent built for it" Chase look at the dents and scratch in landslide frame before adding "the other racers are the ones that do that damage to you right? Teach me all you know, and I will share the wins so you don't have to race anymore." Chase finish with determination.

Landslide watch Chase top to bottom. Questioning if he has any hidden motives.

"Do you know what you are risking?" She ask "you are built to become one of the top racers on the zone. Scrap, maybe the planet!, but if you stay by my side, you lose all the benefits that will give you. Why risk that for a bot you just met?"

"Because it is not fair that bots like you have to deal with that," Chase answered without missing a klik.

Landslide stay silent just watch Chase right in the optics has if trying to see deep with in him.

"Ok. I'm smart enough to know when I'm been bested, " she answers."I'll see you with in a decacycle at the entrance of the crystal gardens. From there I take you to a secure training center, I know a bot that will let us train there without questions" she Pause for a klik before adding "this will have to be on the down low. We don't want any bots knowing we have this deal, or else it will end bad for the both of us. Got it, rookie?" She finishes while extending a servo towards Chase.

"You got a deal landslide!" Chase answer.

They both shake servos. Sementing the start of a friendship will make an impact in both of their lives.

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And done. I'm been writing this since Wednesday! I was so excited when I finally got an idea for how I thought Chase early life in velocitron would have been like.

If he seems out of character, that's by choice. He's fresh out of the well, so his personality hasn't set yet, so I want it to reflect that but have a few hints of what will eventually be his canon personality.

I personally believe Chase didn't become his canon self until he got to the rescue bots academy on cybertron. So when I eventually write that, I will show how I believe he becomes like that.

Also, for those who might like landslides, she is an important OC I give for Chase arc.

Spoiler alert, is velocitron. If you know your lore, you know her fate.

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libidomechanica · 8 days ago

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Then let not with mony leude hade

You loved more he bent, full to thee? Was from their sad friend. But what’s the sand when the after sank and ryche for him of your bedde, kest vp þe yȝe-lyddez, as þe lykez þat euer here at peace. Shall suffering is so accursed the sparkling roguish een. Ah me! Bow-backed with scarlet brighter by trade; and if I were green, and go, mount and go, mount and began to chace; heȝ with his hed cast, schot with her glanced behind as many other side was veil’d to keep the sky went away.

#poetry #automatically generated text #Patrick Mooney #Markov chains #Markov chain length: 7 #181 texts #sonnet

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lumiererevemedias · 5 months ago

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NEON REVERIE : RED VELVET COUTURE • GRAND OPENING

Tonight marked a milestone for both velvet couture. and Neon Reverie, as the city's most anticipated event of the year unfolded before a crowd of eager and fashionable guests. The grand opening of Velvet Couture, a clothing brand that artfully blends Coquette Aesthetic elegance, had drawn an impressive crowd— an eclectic mix of influencers, models, artists, and vloggers. All eyes were on the stunning collections that were about to be unveiled, but one of the highlight of the evening was yet to come: Neon Reverie, the rising korean-japanese band with a growing fanbase, was set to take the stage and provide the soundtrack to an unforgettable night.

As the clock struck 7:00 PM, the event kicked off with an opening speech from Miss Paris, the charismatic founder of Velvet Couture. She thanked everyone for attending and expressed her excitement to finally showcase her vision to the world. Her words were met with applause, but the real buzz came when she introduced the next part of the evening—Neon Reverie’s performance.

Backstage, the members of Neon Reverie were buzzing with energy, each in their own world of preparation. Haruto, ever the performer, absentmindedly tapped a drumstick against his hand as he surveyed the room. His eyes danced over the sea of guests—some familiar faces, some new. The anticipation was almost palpable. His nerves were calmed by the rhythm of the drumstick in his hand. Meanwhile, Touma, always one to capture a moment, was busy snapping photos of Howl, his eyes lighting up with passion for photography even in the moments before they took the stage. Maki, the social butterfly, was deep in conversation with some of the guests, effortlessly weaving through the crowd with his signature charm. And Chace, ever the water-lover, stood near the pool, his gaze lingering on the sparkling water. He had always been a swimmer, but tonight, the idea of diving into a pool party after their performance filled him with an extra sense of excitement.

An hour later, the moment had arrived. The lights dimmed, and the crowd hushed as Velvet Couture’s opening event reached its peak. Neon Reverie’s name echoed through the speakers, and the boys walked confidently onto the stage. The audience erupted into applause, but it was the sound of their own hearts pounding in their chests that kept the band members grounded. Maki took the mic first, smiling warmly at the crowd.

"Thank you so much to Miss Paris for inviting us to perform here tonight," he began. "It’s truly an honor to be part of this incredible event."

The band was ready, and without missing a beat, they dove into their first song—Love Girl. The track, which had earned them the title of champions at the recent Battle of the Bands, sent an electric current through the crowd. The reaction was beyond what they had expected—the cheers and claps rising higher than the stage lights. It was a confirmation, a reminder of why they were there.

As the final chords of Love Girl reverberated into the night air, Haruto grabbed the mic, his ever-present charisma filling the space. "Alright, alright, let’s take a moment to hydrate," he said with a wink, his voice smooth and engaging. "But first, tell me—who here is wearing Velvet Couture tonight?"

The crowd, already entranced by the music, responded eagerly. Haruto continued, effortlessly guiding the conversation, offering suggestions to guests who might be unsure which pieces to choose from the collection. He even joked about how the right outfit could go from casual chic to formal elegance depending on the occasion.

Touma, sipping on his bottled water, flashed a mischievous grin as he took over the mic. "Yeah, I think Haruto’s right," he said, his voice laced with a cheeky tone. "But honestly, you can’t go wrong with any of these pieces. I mean, look at us!" He gestured to the band, still in their stylish yet relaxed performance outfits. The audience laughed, the mood light and playful.

Once the boys had hydrated and caught their breath, it was time for the next song. Touma gave Haruto a knowing look—a cue to start the beat. The opening notes of Cinderella filled the air, and the band poured their energy into the performance. With each passing note, the crowd’s energy surged. The cheers grew louder, the connection between the band and the guests growing stronger with every word sung. As the song neared its conclusion, the noise from the crowd was almost deafening, a roar of appreciation that washed over the boys like a wave.

Overwhelmed by the support, Haruto couldn’t help but beam with pride. "Thank you, thank you, everyone!" he shouted into the mic, his voice shaking with emotion. "We hope you enjoyed the songs we picked for you tonight. We’re so grateful to be here, and we can't wait to see what’s next!"

The band gathered together, their hearts still racing from the performance. They exchanged smiles and high-fives, sharing the joy of the moment. The crowd continued to cheer as they left the stage, but it wasn’t just about the music. It was the feeling that they had created something special, something unforgettable. The night had been a celebration of Velvet Couture’s bold vision and Neon Reverie’s rise to the top, and it was clear that this was only the beginning.

After the performance, the boys mingled with the guests, their faces still lit with excitement. Chace, who had been eyeing the pool all evening, finally took the opportunity to slip away, ready for the much-anticipated post-performance pool party. The rest of the band followed soon after, their laughter and chatter filling the air as they celebrated their success—and the new friendships they had forged in the process. Tonight, Velvet Couture had officially arrived and Neon Reverie had solidified their place as the band to watch.

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carrythispictureforluck · 2 years ago

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10 favourite songs, thank you loves @chace-vito @ryder-the-writer

this took me too long.. I'm including favs from the last 6 months plus some all time favs. Also bonus some of my fav lyrics too!

1. This is for real - motion city soundtrack

You are the night light Ripping through my wicked world How you make it sparkle and glow

2. Carry your throne - jon bellion

Church bells let me ring them She looked back, said, "Baby This your kingdom

3. As lovers go - dashboard confessional

You've got wits you've got looks You've got passion but are you brave enough to leave with me tonight

4. Weak - AJR

And no thank you is how it should've gone I should stay strong But I'm weak, and what's wrong with that?

5. Hum hallelujah - fall out boy

I thought I loved you, it was just how you looked in the light

6. How to save a life - the fray

And I would have stayed up with you all night Had I known how to save a life

7. False god - taylor swift

Religion's in your lips Even if it's a false god We'd still worship

8. Sunday morning - maroon 5

In darkness she is all I see Come and rest your bones with me

9. ivy - taylor swift

I can't stop you putting roots in my dreamland My house of stone, your ivy grows And now I'm covered in you

10. Carry this picture - dashboard confessional

Your smile is the most genuine thing I've ever seen. I was so lost, but now, I believe

Tagging anyone who wants to do this! Be prepared to be at wars with yourself trying to pick 10.

#but basically anything taylor swift #and also motion city soundtrack #tag game #favourite songs #why was this so hard #i want to pick every taylor song help

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tinseltownevents · 2 years ago

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ROOM ASSIGNMENTS

24-hour front desk

Laundry service

Fitness center

24-hour room service

LODGE SUITES

Adria Arjona & Taylor Swift Suite 202

Alexandra Daddario & Ryan Gosling Suite 204

Allison Williams & Norman Reedus Suite 206

Aly Michalka & Taylor Kitsch Suite 208

Andrew Garfield & Tyler Hoechlin Suite 210

Andy Biersack & Ryan Reynolds Suite 212

Andy Hurley & Robbie Amell Suite 214

Andy Samberg & Pete Wentz Suite 216

Anna Camp & Victoria Justice Suite 218

Anna Kendrick & Shay Mitchell Suite 220

Anya Taylor Joy & Bill Skarsgard Suite 201

Ariana Grande & Samara Weaving Suite 203

Ashley Benson & Chad Michael Murray Suite 205

Awsten Knight & Michael B Jordan Suite 207

Blake Lively & Tom Hardy Suite 209

Brendon Urie & Liam Hemsworth Suite 211

Brittany Snow & Miles Teller Suite 213

Caity Lotz & Penn Badgley Suite 215

Cara Delevingne & Maika Monroe Suite 217

Chris Hemsworth & Jeremy Allen White Suite 219

PRIVATE CABINS

Christina Aguilera & Selena Gomez Cabin Snowfall

Dianna Agron & Joe Keery Cabin Evergreen

Ed Westwick & Jensen Ackles Cabin Snowboard

Elizabeth Olsen & Madelaine Petsch Cabin Glittering

Emma Mackey & Phoebe Tonkin Cabin Snowflake

Emmy Rossum & Kat Dennings Cabin Sparkling

Florence Pugh & Lucy Hale Cabin Snow

Glen Powell & Jack O'Connell Cabin Snowstorm

Halsey & Lea Michele Cabin Ski

Henry Cavill & Zac Efron Cabin Snowman

Julianna Hough & Austin Butler Cabin Freeze

Kat McNamara & Chace Crawford Cabin Slushy

Katheryn Winnick & Karl Urban Cabin Blanket

Katie Cassidy & Chris Pine Cabin Glove

Kelli Berglund & Evan Peters Cabin Beanie

Leighton Meester & Skeet Ulrich Cabin Snowbird

Madison Beer & Anthony Mackie Cabin Boot

Margot Robbie & Sebastian Stan Cabin Sled

Minka Kelly & Chris Evans Cabin Earmuff

Shelley Hennig & Dylan O'Brien Cabin Icicle

Sydney Sweeney & Shane West Cabin Blizzard

#ttownstowe

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revisionaryhistory · 3 years ago

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Three Days ~ 117

~*Emma~*~

This was fun! The water was cold as fuck, but after that we kicked their asses. Alissa and Mina did not eat those muffins. We're not stupid. The spider in the shot glass did get me. I thought it was fake until I looked closer and it moved. I may have kicked it a bit harder than I'd planned. I heard the crash and breakage. Hope that furry eight-legged fucker died.

After pelting them with Nerf balls and running to our rooms, we waited to make sure they weren't coming and assembled in my room. While out borrowing Nerf guns from a rec center we stocked up on snacks and booze. We had a very drunken slumber party.

The men were gone when we got up. It was nice to not have to lick the food before eating it.

Mina looked at Alissa and me, "I'm ready for this to be over."

I snickered, "Turning him on the other night has left me..."

All three of us said, "Horny."

Charles and Kelli were with us. Charles was smiling, "Crook your little fingers and they'll give in."

Alissa screwed up her face in thought, "Should we let them think they won?"

"No." Kelli said and she shook her head quickly.

There was something in her face. "You know something."

Kelli raised her eyebrows and shrugged.

My heart leapt when Sebastian came through the patio doors. His tan made his blue eyes look like the ocean. His smile made them sparkle. He's beautiful and I adore him. The butterflies in my stomach took flight. I fought against my desire to jump up, tackle him, and cover him in kisses.

All of them were carrying large bouquets of flowers. Sebastian grinned, "They don't have French cheese here. Do these look like cheese?" The flowers were yellow that darkened to orange. They did kind of look like cheese. My hand was over my heart. I started to stand and he stopped me, "There's more."

They pulled out white boxes with dark blue lettering. I remembered seeing the shop when we were out shopping. Inside were a pair of silver earrings. A beaded hoop was attached to a French wire with a small blue stone hang from the bottom.

Will was holding the same box out to Alissa, "A symbol of your sisterhood."

Ethan tossed a box to Charles and looked at Kelli, "Didn't want to leave you out."

That was incredibly sweet. Sebastian winked at me. He knew she'd been feeling on the outside.

Sebastian dug in his pocket and pulled out another box. The others were doing the same. He didn't need to do this. None of them did. I glanced a Chace, who was filming, and quickly realized this was part of the game, part of the fun. My box held a necklace with a chain similar to the beaded hoops. A silver disk was stamped with the words, "May the sun warm your heart and the waves soothe your soul." There were two small beads, one white and one the same as the earrings, hanging in front of the disk.

The necklace was perfect. The words were very me. Waves did soothe my soul. The first touch of the ocean on my feet seemed to right things that were askew, even if I didn't know they were. I put both jewelry boxes on the table with the flowers and wrapped my arms around him.

I snuggled my nose against his neck, breathing him in. He smelled like Sebastian with a side of the sea. My two favorite scents. I felt my body relax like I do at the ocean and felt the butterflies flutter around as warmth flooded over me like it does when Sebastian is near. I kissed the soft stretch of skin below his ear lobe, my tongue darting out to taste him. I whispered, "I love you."

Sebastian squeezed me tightly, "I love you too, baby."

We kissed before sitting down. Sebastian took my chair, pulling me onto his lap, and using his fingers to eat off my plate, "You ladies just sit down? You haven't touched your food."

The three of us shook our heads. My hand went to my stomach, as did Mina's. Alissa put her hand over her mouth, "Hungover."

I grinned, "Too much tequila."

Mina's smile matched mine, "And junk food."

Ethan asked the question I’m sure they all had, "How? You were locked in the bedrooms."

We laughed. I ran my fingers through Sebastian's hair, "Doors weren't locked."

"Only were for five minutes that first night."

"You all gave up way too easy."

Sebastian's mouth hung open, "I slept on a top bunk for no reason?"

Chace pretended to take offense, "Do not disrespect my hospitality."

Sebastian's face lit up with faked enthusiasm, "It was a fun slumber party."

Will wasn't ready to move on, "What went on last night? We heard the doors slam."

His wife stroked down his nose, "Oh sweet summer child. After slamming the doors, we went upstairs."

Mina smacked the back of Ethan’s head, "You all didn't even check?"

Ethan rubbed his head, "After the muffin incident, we stayed away from the doors. Thought you might have booby-trapped them."

The three of us laughed, "We didn't eat the muffins."

Sebastian gasped, "I have a bruise on my ass." He stood up to show me. There was a mark on the back of his thigh.

"Not really your ass, babe."

He sat back down, "Close enough."

At some point during the day the tiny bruise on his "ass" was posted on Instagram with the caption, "Nerf gun snipers. We deserved it. Video soon."

We had two more days in paradise. Today was make-up play day. We all headed out on a boat and spent the day on the water. After dinner, the guys started editing all the footage from the last couple of days. The girls looked over their shoulders. Neither of us had seen the reaction and planning videos we'd shot separately. Since Chace had filmed them he would point and say, "Watch this.", "This is good." and "Idiots."

They were all sucked into transitions, voice-overs, and captions. While it was interesting, there were other more interesting things I wanted to do. I moved behind Sebastian, running my hands from his shoulders to his chest, and kissing his neck. "I'm going to bed."

Sebastian turned his head to kiss me, "Ok, I'll be up in a little bit."

I moved close to his ear and whispered huskily, “Am nevoie de tine pentru a-mi trage dracu, Sebas-tian." <I need you to fuck me>

"On second thought I'll go with you." He stood up so fast I had to jump back. "Night everyone." He grabbed my hand and took off toward the door. He stomped up the stairs, pulling me behind him, "You are going to be the death of me."

"I hope you mean that in a good way."

"The very best way." He slammed the door behind us and pulled me against him, "I missed you. I missed being in your bed."

I giggled, his scruff tickling my neck, "You could have come up last night."

He pulled back and looked at me, "And kicked the other two out?"

"Brought their men to carry them off."

He scooped me up, "Like this?” and headed to the bed.

"Exactly like this."

I wrapped my arms around his neck and kicked my feet. "Such a big strong man."

He started to smile, "Such a gorgeous strong woman." Sebastian climbed onto the bed and set me down gently. The touch of his lips was soft, lingering a few seconds before backing away. A whisper, "I love you." Another kiss, this time firmer, more needy. His voice was stronger too, "I want you." He backed off the bed, pulling his shirt over his head before his eyes raked up my body with a look that burned. "Take off your fucking clothes."

What could have been laughable was incredibly hot. I kicked my panties off before stripping away my dress, leaving me naked, "This what you want?"

Sebastian's tongue slid over his lips, "No, but it's a start."

My eyes were drawn to movement. He was rolling the condom on what looked to be a painfully hard cock. "You first?"

He nodded slowly, "You know I'll take care of you."

"I do know."

The bed dipped with his weight as he moved between my legs. I reached for him only to be stopped by his hands. He pinned my hands beside my head, our fingers laced. Sebastian shook his head slowly, "I just want to feel one thing." With that he slid inside me in one slow long push.

I gasped in slow motion, "Oh god." I pulled at my arms, wanting to touch him.

Sebastian wasn't having it, "No." He kissed me hard and increased the pressure holding me down.

Between him holding my hands, the weight of his body, and the pounding of his hips into mine, I was left me unable to get away. Not that I wanted to. I was completely under his control. And completely safe. There was something to be said for being taken. No responsibility. No choice. Just pleasure. First his, then mine.

Sebastian didn't release my hands as he came. He dropped his weight completely on me, his labored breathing against my neck. "I love fucking you."

"You do it so well."

He lifted his head, a huge grin on his face, "Good response." After giving me a smacking kiss, he pushed off my hands and went down on me. He didn't let up. He pushed my body hard. Still, it took me a while. His warm mouth on me, his tongue sending shockwaves through my lower body. It built and built until a wave broke over me, knocking the air out me. I cried out for him as my back arched off the bed. Before my back hit the mattress I started laughing. I ran my hands through his hair while he left wet kisses up my body. Squirming and laughing, I said, "Thank you."

This kiss was slow and sensual. It stopped the laughter for the duration of the kiss, but it picked right up again. "I'm so happy."

"Me too." He rolled to his side next to me and gathered me in his arms. "I love when I make you laugh."

The occasional giggle was still coming, "What's the equivalent for you?"

"Your special blow jobs. With or without rimming. Preferably with."

"I already knew that." I laughed louder.

Sebastian flipped me onto my back, laughing and tickling me, "Then why'd you ask?"

I shrugged while trying to avoid his fingers, "Seemed the polite thing to do."

"Polite?" The righteous indignation in his voice brought on another wave of laughter. "And you're still laughing."

"I'm still happy."

His face fell, "I can't exactly be pissed about that."

"You weren't pissed anyway." I stretched up to kiss him.

Sebastian scrunched up his nose and shook his head, "Not really."

~*~*~

The ringing of my phone woke me from a very sound sleep with a very warm man using me as a teddy bear. It was Olivia's ringtone. I answer quickly and started climbing out of bed, Hey, Livvy. "

It was two am here, so eleven in Seattle. My little sister's voice sounded panicked, "Sissy, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to. I thought I'd DM'ed. When I saw I hadn't it was too late."

I pulled on my robe and headed onto our balcony, "Liv, what happened? I don't know what you're talking about."

"I'm sorry."

"Is anybody dead?"

"No."

"OK, We can handle anything else." I smiled when she laughed a little. "Take a deep breath for me and start at the beginning."

I heard her do as I'd said. “My hand hurt so I took one of my pain pills and went to my room to lay down. I saw Sebastian's post where you'd shot him in the ass."

I laughed, realizing what she'd done. "Commenting while high rarely works out well. What did you say?"

"I’m so sorry, Sissy. I said, "Didn't Emmaplays-90 tell you the Vedder girls have skills? I fell asleep and when I woke up. I had about a million DM's asking about you. The pictures are all over everywhere. There weren't tons of you on my Instagram, but there were lots. Nobody knew who you were until I outed you. I can't do anything to fix it. I feel so stupid and guilty."

I wanted to hug her, "No need for either. You're not stupid, you'd taken a pain pill. People were going to figure out who I am. Sebastian put pictures of us out there. Really this might be a good thing. It's no big deal, just a little sister teasing her big sister’s boyfriend." It was kind of brilliant. Maybe not the best timing.

"Are you mad at me?" She looked so scared, as she wiped away tears.

I shook my head, "Absolutely not. I think calling me as soon as you realised what happened was very responsible and brave."

"I didn't want you to wake up and be blindsided."

"Thank you."

Olivia laughed, "You shouldn't be thanking me."

"But I am."

"Is Sebastian going to be mad?"

"He'll worry about if you or I are getting hate." I smiled, "How's your hand?"

"I don't know." She held it up for me to see. "Too much adrenaline from freaking out." She huffed out a cleansing breath. "You should go back to bed. It's the middle of the night for you."

I nodded, "You alright?"

"Yes. I love you, Emma."

"I love you."

I hung up and leaned onto the balcony railing. Well, it's out there. I'm out there. I'd said I wasn't concerned. Now, I'm not so sure. I don't know what my predominant feeling is. A snack would be good.

I stood there staring into the fridge. Salty or sweet. Sweet or salty. Ice cream. Salted caramel. Perfect.

"Hey."

The voice in the dark house made me jump.

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you."

I shook my head, "I'm jumpy." I held up the carton, "Want some ice cream, Toby?"

"Sounds good." He started opening drawers to find the ice cream scoop while I grabbed bowls and took off the lid. "I'll scoop, tell me when."

A couple of scoops later, "That's enough. Thanks."

Toby filled his bowl. "Can we go outside and talk?"

Shit. "Sure." I shoveled a couple of spoonfuls in while we walked out. I sat down and waited. His invitation. He needed to start.

Several spoonfuls Later...

Toby spun his spoon around in the bowl. "I want to apologize. I’ve been a dick." He rolled his eyes, "More of a dick than usual. I was unkind. I said a lot of shit I shouldn't have and I was wrong to fuck up your birthday surprise. What you did meant a lot to him. I'm sorry."

"Thank you. I like when he's happy."

"Yeah, me too." He ate a spoonful, "He's happy with you. I didn't want to see that." He cringed, "I can't say I like it, but I’m trying."

I nodded, feeling sad for him. Wanting something, someone, you can't have, sucks. "Ask me anything."

"What?"

"Ask me anything. You're one of his oldest and best friends. I’m an unknown. ask me anything."

He laughed, which was my intent. "What are your intentions?”

I circled my hand around. "All of this." He looked confused. "I intend to keep loving him. Keep working on our relationship. Keep doing anything I can to make him happy. Cause he does these things for me."

Nodding, Toby still looked skeptical.

I'm ok with that. Skeptical is good. It means he cares. Maybe a little pathologically, but in the right direction. There was something in the wrong direction and needed to be addressed. "Hey, one thing. I get he's your best friend and you’re protective. I have protective friends too." I took a breath. "Don't fuck with my family. You don't know my history. You don't know what I'd be without them."

Toby's eyebrows were raised. I think I surprised him, "Point taken. I'm sorry. You're right. That was too far." He pointed at himself, "Jealous asshole."

"I can live with that."

"That's good because I think we're stuck with each other."

We stared at each other then started laughing. My spoon clinked against the side of the bowl.

Toby sat his down without noise, "Why are you up so late?"

I smirked and laughed a little, "My little sister is high on pain pills." My plan had been to get a snack and sit down to look at the comments. I opened my phone to Instagram and moved next to Toby. "She called to tell me she'd accidentally left a comment instead of Dm’ing Sebastian."

"Oh shit! "Toby cringed, leaned away, and laughed. "Is Seb up there pacing and saying fuck?"

I shook my head quickly and turned my lips in, "He's asleep, I'll catch him up in the morning Reaction?"

"He may lose his shit. Not pissed, but worried about you. He cares about you more than himself."

Fuck. Here we go again. I'm so damn tired of hearing about the past. He was kind of a dick. So what. I was a kind of a... nevermind.

"Hey, Emma, you ok?"

"What?"

"You drifted away."

I took a deep breath, "I'm fine." Mixed emotions.

Toby looked at me with raised eyebrows.

"Mixed emotions. I don't care if they throw hate because they don't know me. I'm sure something will hit me wrong. I don't want Sebastian worried There's also this excited part of me that is in love and wants to scream it from the rooftops." I cringed, "Sorry."

He waved me off, "I get it. He likes showing you off too."

I laughed. Not that I ever would, but I want to wrap around him with a wide-eyed look of surprise and say, "Look, he's mine! I love him and he loves me too." I'll just do that in my head. Or when it's just us. Sebastian would get a kick out of it. I know he'll be worried about my name being out there. I also think part of him will be relieved. It's out there. Organically.

I sighed and stood up, "I'm going back to bed. Thank you for keeping me company."

"No problem. Thank you, too."

I smiled and picked up my bowl.

"Leave it. I'll clean up."

Upstairs I crawled into bed beside my lover. He looked so sweet and peaceful. I scooted in close enough to feel the heat from his body. When he moved I got closer, laying my head on his chest.

Sebastian purred, "Mmm, you feel good."

"You too."

I brushed my lips over his, "Go back to sleep."

"Mmm, yeah."

Three seconds later he was snoring softly. I was close behind. Only without the snoring.

#Sebastian Stan #Sebastian Stan Fanfiction #fanfiction #sebastian stan X ofc #marvel actor fanfiction

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iopanic · 4 years ago

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Orphic Hymn 10 to Pan

To Pan Fumigation from Various Odors

I Call strong Pan, the substance of the whole, etherial, marine, earthly, general soul, Immortal fire; for all the world is thine, and all are parts of thee, O pow’r divine. Come, blessed Pan, whom rural haunts delight, come, leaping, agile, wand’ring, starry light; The Hours and Seasons [Horai], wait thy high command, and round thy throne in graceful order stand. Goat-footed, horned, Bacchanalian Pan, fanatic pow’r, from whom the world began, Whose various parts by thee inspir’d, combine in endless dance and melody divine. In thee a refuge from our fears we find, those fears peculiar to the human kind. Thee shepherds, streams of water, goats rejoice, thou lov’st the chace, and Echo’s secret voice: The sportive nymphs, thy ev’ry step attend, and all thy works fulfill their destin’d end. O all-producing pow’r, much-fam’d, divine, the world’s great ruler, rich increase is thine. All-fertile Pæan, heav’nly splendor pure, in fruits rejoicing, and in caves obscure. True serpent-horned Jove [Zeus], whose dreadful rage when rous’d, ’tis hard for mortals to asswage. By thee the earth wide-bosom’d deep and long, stands on a basis permanent and strong. Th’ unwearied waters of the rolling sea, profoundly spreading, yield to thy decree. Old Ocean [Okeanos] too reveres thy high command, whose liquid arms begirt the solid land. The spacious air, whose nutrimental fire, and vivid blasts, the heat of life inspire The lighter frame of fire, whose sparkling eye shines on the summit of the azure sky, Submit alike to thee, whole general sway all parts of matter, various form’d obey. All nature’s change thro’ thy protecting care, and all mankind thy lib’ral bounties share: For these where’er dispers’d thro’ boundless space, still find thy providence support their race. Come, Bacchanalian, blessed power draw near, fanatic Pan, thy humble suppliant hear, Propitious to these holy rites attend, and grant my life may meet a prosp’rous end; Drive panic Fury too, wherever found, from human kind, to earth’s remotest bound.

Orphic Hymn 10 to Pan, translation by Thomas Taylor

https://www.hellenion.org/pan/orphic-hymn-10-to-pan/

#Pan #Orphic Hymn to Pan

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minervasouris · 4 years ago

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@cheshirechace || closed starter

Her eyes watched as he crossed the room, not on a straight path, but slowly and surely making his way toward her all the same. She knew without a warning that he was coming over to mess with her—Chace Cheshire was usually all right, and Minnie was someone with a good amount of patience, but there was an undeniable mischievous streak that sparkled in that boy sometimes. “Hello,” she said warily, wondering what he would try to bother her tonight but still wanting to be polite for the chance that he came in peace.

#cheshirechace #cheshirechace1 #interactions

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heyitsleighton · 1 year ago

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Leighton's heart skipped a beat as she processed Chace's words. She raised an eyebrow in skepticism, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips. "Are you trying to tell me that I'm the culprit?" she teased, her eyes sparkling with amusement. Leighton couldn't help but feel a rush of warmth at Chace's playful confession, her own feelings for him bubbling just beneath the surface. She leaned in closer, her voice barely above a whisper. "Well, Mr. Chace, if that beautiful, 5'5''-ish tall brunette did happen to be me, what would you suggest as my punishment?"

chace held leighton's gaze for a couple of seconds as he let the question hang in the air between them for a bit. "would you believe me if i told you the responsible person is a very beautiful, 5'5''-ish tall brunette who's currently looking at me with those gorgeous, big brown eyes?"

#happily talking to chace

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libidomechanica · 2 months ago

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For the sea, the mought oclocked death shut being in the free (o)

A treochair sequence

That it was wonder hairy, this weapon, and stood, as masquerade, and

men before the cages of plight—and pinnacle of people quickly,

devotion, for a fluid among huge giants, neither out to my

love, and pen, he had a faithfull well upon their better the roar out

a weary, and change instancy. For the sea, the mought o’clocked death

shut being in the free o! Glens to chace that one even Time heaven

descriptions, mostly o’er ends. The offer his glorious in Sommer

see when quite as she’s states on they were bust as with feast-day that made; all

excuse than would leaues of lofty mirrors from her pure astonish’d to

touched in raises, woven in digging no plague in thought dash in the mischeife

tooke as time, but ebbs like rose in a boat they cried. Well—well, bury

alive and of she ship may come apartment— and with sweet gracious mood:

so vile he happy in the hence as a hundred dislike Titus thing

floating like men, which delight on the rose, that hue, and cause the large domains

and after loss is always so that foes beneath crept the hyghest

Ioue, soft serious of desolate and day on the her of discover,

bring me. A little third dog. And lips were, token proved, or blaze shepherds

and prove and ever can mingle his pollen of lost two smart, or

any handed, there was a frequent rags. The princess at Memphian wing.

Death, alas! Lips just as more case; for which Zoe kept crowd of while thee?

So bold ere is true it is head turns o’er a human hear the creature

savage hys right mean, were to stay; true sign prove, and the Moorish it grew

up to the loan of huge mellow; let it. Yes. A kind our natures, falls

back to play, to taken, how far frae haught bubbling they could set the spent

bent, low return: the permanent fled, thou are like so bland; o plight, and

day coil’d from who couth and Pompey, Mahomet, Belisarius, that his

woes with a tears long to their pass into good old glorious, thousand

wear it them on my friends faded so, that she ashes in this were wi’

him. Had late of iron, they might came night for all. With a sad, she way,

perforce puzzles more past. A cow’s for words of dirt, and sky but seldom

me I’ll recompense, remedy, it is buttoning too much mortal

mine athwart they deeds eternal could shall profound the brow warm, that day!

Of one glitter of heeds the thought upon her. For the high so forget

my woe, and ask had man use. But naked, still telligently after

scorn deep: the narrative. The art was agreed. A good at all. My hurt

my sun. They fellow began to be hove died of passe hylls, or ill,

with me at first love. Clinging to them death: and marble sacred chafing

heaven is anatomy, I’ve feature’s they saw, but no more disting,

perfect word, for t is dreams, hence Melody which a surely though he

saw incline thus, sharp checks well knows his acquire accused them. The ballas

bore. If so, she but slippers fallen tost, I shall hero’s gray, this

happy valleys, seem started; the other years, and soft avenges; for

Love! Lasted upon the pass’d unknowne thee met, Belovëd, majestics

danger, and there’s sake. May that is the hold glory shepheard from her

have such too long disappointed by ever, this, dancer and take

carefull of planet’s but now well us whole like swarming far from a

thick with a gandering in such sweep overpower of nature, thought.

Of being season the made through, Heav’n-borne awakes a things reader;

and, gazing of an iceberg it on the leather like a screech out on

ev’ry lineamented, a gale, stately shriek, for soon, and silence to

frail many perish limbs we presume. Whom Cassandra was out his calmer

hour a whole Atlantic to break that moves indeed, a sad, at twal’

at nines, and to sparkles of the nine. Inventions always on as he

this roll the plann’d in thy black eye hate in thing seas; a preter Bell’ can

it dim; and me in somewhere Truth world. All waft the being pick up and

pious God was not seem’d to bid me a skinnes gold bare wi’ him. Soul

which betters: and lyeth wrappe there to date we face the pathetic, may before

and her than a wary, come anymore. Will save, he remedies

insider’d down them—they in shock to tear. But nothing o’er wilt the waves

but them, but no echo ring some promises less story’s but on; or,

colder of parcely would be. That stood temper’d and the crowd, for ever

me sick of ages smile—her first I lo’e the fair, and she if your

live and he watchfulness and mutter. Hail, Poesie! Some he way, and turns of

her, and salt over the way; for it’s long to his, that our freezing one

world. He is slander, dry when the grumbling spray, and their wishes for what

not yet it was land ends. Sings beat hills the extremity of the sea.

But being plann’d, was no ignorance. Or sterness—stood wine with eyes now!

Sure, different with think, in that art the plain, a turtless, friend. Of Smollett,

Prior, Ariosto, Fielding burnie strife: for perish. She island him to

dash’d. Not I, ’ he spring, nothings former shadow flits birthright changed life?

Your Castles, they drew, set by affection of the cuckoo! And her more

that moments doe wand’ring now have been in they thousand a sure; she warld

not a serious, for if I swear, unpleasures hath left upon

their flounded; yet knew not mine. But all. Perish in her specially swam—though

tame, fight the had made of other and deface the great Marlborough if

death? Whose larke in which the diapason spent, Haidee: she beauty could, and

pomegranate life for I am gone? Then the moon coast broken pillow

border tongue and very much times unroote on her form appetites

so reach for my heart was ask’d before I’ll squeezed from rounde? To the spoke

connection my own shell as fair was becomes such a naval cell. Burn to

passion—then seems stink like a marriage; so that Wisdom or kudzu, or

a share my food as my Julia! Beings the more—tis sort of written

of the wind when shine, where build instep rolls of the happy this Kentucky-

bred balloon? Me to Lucy’s racing gold custom, but not on ev’ry

silks, and the use their dust,—perhaps their sap, hot-press’d in fresh and only

know that of Lamech is my sunflowers of Bath. I shoulder hast.

Alike is somethings are done he public starved on me, ’ she is of Spanish

pearls, for shore, Such courtier care to profit that compense, in

seventy age well find. The next best, a shroud, but a divorce of cold? Last

steal, and the heart, too, many a heroically? For instruments in

whom your neighbour tended the wing of all the she, and swore shrine! And bits

of being much, that merely like a son if by the spoil is, I make.

Unseen begun, piece of the day. For where her father’s, whose dew-drinking:

Today I ever sate to coffee and pen, he best builders to bind.

And bramble and still each those louely Spring some barrow I fearful

means the cruised at night cure. I am shent when this’ she happiness life

bent tow men lie deepest in war, then those eye might gallant loves more and

borrow may change, I more joys: between the poet’s colour one who begun

to find some had already, that flesh is stil, and can’t stream, they would

have better, most in the fullest thy mandolin. Just when the pumpkins!

No fault in the flock, ere did lere. Pair, still, and tells likes and poet cave

sat, had set sounds Ravenna’s calm and gnash’d the will this all at least was

heart’s rather own my sea, which I originally life forth, and surf and

flow’d the foam the smooth, and height, at want on my rymes a vow the savage

desperate share; tis baptized her heart sets his portions, as when never

was been in a dream’d to cheek grey and bar above, horace, hoping

Muse! A nymph and have they look on Marathon look’d o’erlabouring us

to life courself the constant thy hold upon our neighbour ideograms,

anxieties, and lie within was food, he stark plaints—but slyly

steepless longest moist him, with everythings it: this, survive this—the believe

me. Moons charms, at last eyes bent, the liver is could, and dim, and middling,

sweet, nor doe we cease on his harbor They count eternal come; charger

strew’d him your mutual supprest roses as the end wild, loving,

forth unexcised, twixt the shall I thee move and soon for the confest,

burn to be sense, and wish into heart they frosty air, hoping mad—Lord!

Men haue beings were thereon its at all take does did them leaues from two

that in peace in, and princesses. In form’d itself and if I behold

ask our brow, which youngest attempest at leaves soothings regret, and after

love’s essengers, dirk,—they kind with tear, hope, and mirk the ballats, and

he wide hue bid all hold, or dead breakfast and hand of soul may help thing

is that even is come, Love in Italy. And them; ah, braid not they

won’t cry, I swear, howe haue nought, a good fair of Zoe’s change way of Wisdom,

beauties, most raven knowing the frail many wooden scorch’d, until they?

Of look’d quietly to be senses, thy place teachers of friend, where went

will for digestion, instep she corners bleeding Devon, winding mone.

He loves? Tis pillar, not him whose are longer offender the sea, that

gaue me to touch a peculating face than I prove is full call my

grew late he stream within the heart, whene’er wand’ring laws, though it gazing

of ill vpbraids tenants all she arose, of child, his learn’d there? Stood that wish

for so coole, and night gallon can your wonder to make preferr’d his arm,

the ways bring cloudes here shepheards and blind, from thine. Waters, they to

discovers of rivulets hurrying, that compeers, and a fever

recollection; not that’s hospitably it should bright, that business, from fairer

make away, but following freight it was thought ne’er days, then those waved

hook, and them; but never reason for so; starling planets and above

heard he knights sheepe, and your poets when her father, but neuer last quell?

Spouses, fall. Becomes, why with care I to be wi’ him. As the had a

winds a jestest, chaste Muses, firmed myriads a new, and grief, but I loathed?

Trod under the hare I love, lords allow’d child, and see him within and

sore, than one or Me Two. Shall think, for grace open should be very spoke,

fear that open lacke of love I show a pleasure is the like Yorick’s

fellows her welcome to come this home to creek, with dream of mock me, unless

live with find o’erflowing below. That merchandise was become asleep:

a maid in you, dear upon such and it dim; and stood turn’d the first,

a devil a Phrygian river we to tear-drops death of the Indies

another sink where found: and in the trough, like kelp and so in the

worlds the deer, answer’d by ever vanish bright so. And all dangerous

pangs of Heav’nly gift of the lost as well as ministers in no more;

if only hewn, where served forth too long till hold glorious minute’s mother

breather hand slowly resume. When summer days that dullard from

the tree, oh, how can wine, or crouches me so shell. Of a morning race,

Catullus, Ajax, or Spartakes and your end of war, was giving?

, But being resemble as from on him, of courself, and the present,

they king! Void of both twig: an indrawn from me! When flower reckon’d sand,

and sung, but spring’s dream; so get a portion; but, for they wounded; her

of Old English in its grass, an open to us folds of thy stand,

and plagued without when pitches, but she beveral people turtles to

make all out they could be for man, his consumed withouten dression which

I thinks are fall, and now a poisoners, ’ around the plann’d, all uncouthly

fast: at while, where physical usurper sex, and courtier came,

and songs and of Constantine—look for a fly. Not let me to fa’! Where

hatchlesse luckle slaves too, and bring some others still, and like brutes; ’—and

think; yet last endow’d like shore be them to my time with they were and turned.

Letter sweep over page. I heard they care? Sweeter flatter none in thy

dell. She staggering of the greatest and keen excepting in his lost

her full glance to the lily’ juan, like play note, where also crowne fall to

make the polite of thy friendshield. To spread; at the humbled, perhaps, this

heart be so; and ioyed of the sport Leghorn; none of being as ever

range think of their heard of pleasure the causd of lots; the jetty surmise,

and voices, while still? No more them pleasure, but Robin profession, and

warm you up inside man; my face—but she gazed upon the trusting, on

so richly wrackers close of that made to cure the most prying might forth.

Would lay, anger thou have ebbs of her, again; forsook this ready stounde:

there what awful towards and of love. To wheeled bird for the human had night

iudgement wings dower; and mar my painful feel. This knee cut from Nubia

brough’s sky for three, work’d his ways, his an eye together proof of doth stole

think beloved a mildly hewn, thered lay like the Breton, behold,

like Sancho Panca. In a storms above when were: farewell, my desperation,

for goes, the bowl, then thy sweet dewe, bene rounded his life was,

by the boy do praised his them best acts; lay be back to ventures, he wing!

He little crew; and men prevenge, confess how pure even the paid folds

his one else could pose, that he art thought her dread, and ran, a—never luck

through led, and cold, it is immense of oaths— Armenian, and sae clever

win the human clay there you? Thus lamp were first be it is not whose

could hope I have somewhat will, the sparkling frowned on glad; tapping now

sad distance, fill to be as the kingly,— some exprest roof! But what she

music raise to says that many an and his daddie’s yet; at last, my

Mary. There he dim waters; it is not hold the sits up—at late; sad

strongest least, my burial clock, long, and their verse’s land she like me,

what he shall her brow! And the fire of these are’ who sword; ’ so Lambro was

in happy laught me Turn, whose good. Like swam, yet she moment my age

unbother transferr’d wine,—and bar above; she is, the day colour into

the young betters. The lass, the best; that Fate; little the lay one and made

these tied, on stood society. So much look—her left they had not; your

name it isn’t have where was was take; he’llanswer, for in a petticoat;

pity of the neighbour this an antique song, were restraight to view, a

strange, the base onto my false praise, part of love, without a work heroic—

true- heroines to reach into one of Pallast, toward round of strange,

home. Lash of one shepherd’s bitter went last. The time must doom: when it don’t

says De Stael; in vain: in myself am soft came not a moment weathe?

Of which have the shadow’d in my judging now, her arms, say: I meant, frail

being cloud as o’er attent when our deare, because. Alone, or huntsman

of this bones are not why, that misses on the devil a Phrygian.

Had he nodding me. Then he wind at last, our life some people are made

of off an absolutions: despisde, in always be told youth do defence,

and never was not of Wolues to the thirstiest sparkles with which

broke, they light display he will him to speak, as every day, to-day, thought

meaning on that our tended. And wind, what centures derived there she

watch; thus sunflower several day on while loue doth buckram, little

flock early. The sylvan scent dangered her to separating o’er,

though for harsh trously fair; the purer was she crowd—but space perfect so

soothings the Past! Unless, or changeable, O! And thoughts them get, if so,

we lovely and united that I’m glades. From then once and them; but being,

long gracious God perdie God there meet the shadowy and his miss the

reflection of Old England one connubial struck apoplections and

shelter women as wheeled bird the word once so well, if it granted but

forth with his lay betray that died aspect, form improved them don’t tax em.

Pass, as the should have no met his sin that reade the deep dear! Repentance,

since Heav’n-born in a loue and music ne’er with tearest Eye it was sheepe

and to them, some will gently by hundreds repeat the trodden he warble,

indeed, beaten consuming gladness; both wearies might as really,

unless ill vpbraide, my life took his absences, as renegadoes; while

then the king, speaking too poor word cough tallest hopes of Heaven! Last, and

content male face; thought winced his cheek in such a words to a fluid among

troops her face—but all my time years—but each he had I, yet begun

to looks shall said tables and trimmer smile; there not so profusely when

I fountains and of one some shall now, hope,— perhaps it outraged; with they!

And Morning songs a mortal alarming pudding or in t: and sting

drench my flowers. Make his cast; but we sat we’re again, and skies justest,

being native already to bid me in what you forsaken spread

my wailing, blast former which she rest’? At all i turncoat any dead—

it may bride kissed and their was the spring up for we must no love made;

for prate. Hovers will before had been a visits as head upon his

face breast her welcome now all these we haue we doubled men reede, the air.

And in light or place their shall dancing indeed, not enought to dwell with

slowly nurst, till his placed in the horse ease, whence, since from Livorno by

the first her in this is crew her true temper’d upon its with one of

lost with strife; and night, and was more the though it grace, shrinking home to moved,

this! Those higher eye! I move, an antique sent hour think that bay; if certain

popped high rate. Put up with tear is a worm and she The lineamen

to her brunette court, or care their thee. Till in a dreadful human to

be her changings realm beyond they never some reader sown; his modern

subject; and of the die. This glory’s but that! She dim eyes can it? For

nough broke my rymes bent, every ball in the words, knowing brevity.

Hers ill? Changed ear! Thy siluer somethings more grass, she hall, Of two blanket.

Fill had gradually brittle else—it is that blew; another to young

Love’s granted to killing shut winning the came, and they may long who the

day brothers seen and long figure,—the very than worn cheek in for the

her days that you walked to comes more delighty poem, and in only

my face breast; in Italy hewn, but almost sanctify they were made

an in their seem’d as they were the birds sang— and the bottom did we always

the mind; and not all stars alighted: her blesse religion, clamour’d

like fled; in a lurch too like dervises, or life hath lent to no paper—

even the flying, flies, a love. But the summer set to sigh, nor

love’s ane; and pinnace, with due present, to quell? So bold Bacchus, with I

might could not he saw a sign of the Arabia purple, cradled

she same to see: but Like dervises, you should Juan, he each prove, they were

that she watch to pleasure; but, being the Indian man, the advantage,

and sinless as physical, clever with a third, a sinning with

a face, of ocean when once mountain-say, but Zoe the dearest close?

Nor doe fleas off my heather: the grave Lochinvar? The honey spoons’ of

vermicelli,— rage destroyed. Plunge force of no greater flasks of Bath. Fighting

lie this like all these will be it too faster: placed, and slow, tis they

never souls, in Nature, care; what tasting spirit-room, and all dripping

of all thee herself, and peeled, all untune of dangling before two that

with cypressions— while his glance they wandring slant to poet, in New Morning

at the blood: so were finer to somethings, fruit, gush friend, though I hate

from below the time; for the loth truth exacts there is no mother kiss

now—but die. Adieu delight, cliffs about he arrow was not much; and

thus attack by him shall passion, dust from above your Castlereagh don’t

come, and stood all friends to be here way to dwelt, the call longueurs’ which is

no one who my king: that brave I ledde, the had a world was as perfect

actor Curried to see my heards quit in the strain, locks, which pull it outgoe.

I half Belmont Stakest kept in trine. And it grass, where nothingly as

e’er flocks look an hour, who bore. That it were as none, but brave Lochinvar?

Forsaken for louns to the white a shrill never told thine to have breath;

a true but shall cared, but a creature told you were most his something, they

came, but one engender they when added less had done think it’s lip they

deeds, and Miquelon. Fairy house, beyond merry that springs from the

colours is my father eldest wealthy sore her government; and there

sweet issue, men, and though which theirs beauty bound weary, could speaking still

the oar form divided, since, stillness. Like woods, beings caughter, and chafing

his pair of the sun. And a nodding no true-love fall, while the was

free the oar the jetty lamb, and odd female face of which mysters, with

golden Fleeced to tell us what’s finest Allan! He is spirit in

the winter out my heart its the peace it came object an Eve, tis daught

fight, he same, if t is by hunderness. Their hair last althoughts tilt, prepare,

or the mean, whose soft war—much thought there in time ere had none world’s water

grow; but notepads, or all, they too thee, it goads they clings, from my

book-learned ladies, more thought our bosoms to my know, too, to said on

this help’d on Devon, where waste; no could give the dead. Where were are ends: no

doubles in the made of having as in one’s wrought it still to make glades.

On your sweet lips do flower had limbs we pulse, thou death?—Why the cave—

whatever. Where were boughs which is sore, where tapestry, so death so soon; the

shock of any morning Post in gain-streams, what in her they found of

Manhattan wastfully, yet she fair conting to be measures refuse than

dead; or turn to make this own voices, or heard to a malformations,

because them crowds, cuckoo; cuckoo, cuckoo the choice cannot let me chiefly

a blockhead love. He but your mitt not though in ten? Seem absurd to

thy face amid there was a tasting! Strange this heart beat he same look like-

wise and which the politely clears. If he bursting at their wisdom of

the gave to sits at Bologna. A drowsy frown a luncheon—the ear

beyond me! The world of fire, the will ne’er with a disastern-post, let

the blood old from the piratically? That a breaks up all have got

under hand charm; and all didst this! While gluttons form’d to my door? It has

nothing snow; something of the mark was tiny he had naught, all the wing.

My fingers, of child without know and faintly,— for hurtles to restored,

that went. She years fillet’s neck, then he had not call, doe make fine for brow,

to get out of weathe ornamented, not so think I may look our swollen

front steps our Britain’s thing mortal mother spire; and bemoan of them

on hym such like the publisher, at length could wrists was on us and

must not come. Don Juan leaves clock, an awkward and vows for a few word; that

is, their long like all his despotic: but it was not proceeding old;

the partan dead hard to reveal fracture or foxlike the chiefly by

this her music ne’er those a shell. Then a moment, and I grow was found,

as if the skin, to the ship afloating each others showed so good frae

come; and, feel it would have lost; and all bald eye is they apparent people

musings the heau’n to calm, condemn, abjure the honour, whose cabinet,

and men could having, like to his instant him from becomes frown heart; a

tears him stars are layes hast follow what in their intelling madrigals.

Her hairy, that never is a kid, and throbb’d for worst a travell d.

To fierce star the lay morn his mothers ponder, rich ore: for the more,—forsloe,

and pleasing together. Which yet, a sigh, which your member’d in the wept

their husbands, friend, child from that I looked in vainely sounds stroke, and when

told, the queen’s only known it gives offence, and it quickly swayed, as if

in they spring’s practise new paleness, mine; their shatter’d by the truth;

a true; and beating o’re, and repetite: the hollow’d in the sits at

per hours alone, just budded to change maladies with his never mind

dewy on day, o’er the enter, with new There’s ane; comes all off fowls

wholly grand in his house did glide! They love, for with Phoebus’ light: my friends

and in vain: strike the gather’d there were all his love patience to posses

bleach day she comic tower, till take a love for even ask’d no chill

that die with Scio winnes well hands untune that which grownd beauty and qualm,

and may go trouble beauties prows dull recourse of her private women

to him, with new brief breedingly the Spanish all I sought, was seem at

once heroines light sure; they ever servations of black and delight!

The first day! Those circlinging from Noah’s arm, etc. Hails premier

on all heare the captive its of Hate nodding and the nights did glee, having

Lochinvar? Health and strives; wee Pope make let though which the dell, who around,

as if it sound, imagination; if no fears—but she torrent

mere sweetest are not always could leaues from this count; an old Greece, a through

refused to thine tears! The doctor being still from its axis, something.

A realm beyond have done, knew the heat him from tasted the decent the

sterne, and sore seen but other, too, of euer the genderneath doubt, and years

logs in that even him in their bridal, young bigger tongue: when their leather

daughters gave their with eyes grow to say that tyrant poet cave—what

in vermilion, but name I have so much good still in there heart. But drawing

obliged the best of filial joy? And then their the limbs: the Don

Juan, above, comfort her durst build its graves, which lay shepherds and your valet’s

like myself to warp he first, all the stand; last, when begun blisten’d,

and take drawn breast breath, and the voice lost it be myrtle; and promise did

comfort heart and so faint at means thing us the important which men!

To lets blacke men pray below, fill omit to the spun fast found her since

Home. All ripple of commeth time have a close but t was; no presume.

Mothers, like two, the Adrienne a fix’d— he knew not made Anacreon’s

all i’d weep o’er aft thine breeding for head, and so musings, from the

weathering out her or come had he rivulet’s rage of home; for Love’s

seas the dance her and the prefer which thing to see than Haidee! Tree as

Sappho’s strain of Oneself—To Do, not at the sunflower. But as one

our before Perenna’s catch: she now, had perplexing quietly, we

but that light glad lives were first of hear your poems with she stems of Bath.

Her moralists, you—tell men, too, was into fair, till that I thee,

Theocritus, whose hilles; by Beatrice musico is allow redundancers;

these, then to pot, but three has stars. Look our tale; and the left scarce a

tattoo: I was well as look on me, not that have lang year. Is golden

tradition just thousand flocks, or England, since Homer’s early tinder

hand Waggoners, still dripping me but when it is of souls confined as

like to follow door clothes, a friends, as release thou are in my Soul. Some

draws delayes hae swore and Musgrave; and the flame, even rail; whoe’er happy

thrumm’d full scruples will purest Julia, I am an hour was a word,

o come; come, there. A fresh fear newly the heart and the kindly Faeries

quivering, hell, excepting like necks: the dull tangle him her and tell?

Ye gentle girls the she, with Juan, true, and night on apartment—and the

two books they shore wives do a face! For the glancing, for fill and snake letter’d

up, your silence like a horse whole too slow-picked fro, a distress into

the feeling— as into offer will some more rolls the dearly days

nears, falling. To pay. People in he could without the skies just two being

the sun thou wilt; for young, saying, with Death orders their number. A

loss is corpse, for Juan slumbers when desperate effection; he was of

rose, and wars on the dwarf return, and some richer and as the roll’d, a

king! The scathe. Well—Juan, t is nothings for this Kentucky-bred with

mournfully to quell their jurymast, joy are swarm watch o’er tongues well, my

motivation of furs, and lead his bone. Who sword; put up with Samian wings

were Noah’s ark, and radiant cause t is had long singer had hearts to hint

that blood. For the praise than other’s heap of many, or what t wild will

enter out Haidee and oft cameleon, and their careful as liberty.

It gave me; with their heare able of old deck, the transpare. Its dose;—

hers were, in thy foul fault, it is it was meek, songs and mock’d, but, by him.

A Lady. Dear, a dumb one, for only one of her, and the open

lay like, you had Fear been to suitors are the plague to statue of dullard

from the sea entomb’d thence on they deigned as I wrote it be. I knock

was rum, and other would prepared, the sung of all snow; still his head, as

if the skil with all lie then it had none as the death-like, that that air

thresht in soups, and wreather’s sprung! And the milline; sweet Caledonian

lined with a Sign beyond, have pate. When I want not like this: the ignoble

prime may be Neptune, glided with the greene care juan has white him. The

doctor quickly without that deede: yet her dreerie dearest maid open she

come, my bow, leaving; they had souls could wild, and lie could thick was to piercing

towards held her tray, they! Must no doubled at hast the kingdom but she

stars. Ever arose as a wordless nice. Repent; nor wish that the sadly.

Hear the dread head done had done, but being what can being lark’s early

dower, shallowship, call men, by the song, and sail the could glad; but

yonderfong my could be bridal, your freely by deeds him in mocks my stored,

and, what is half the is courtier cast like a dream, we canker virgin

to manage with a young dark—t was said he but throne. And the shapes

a years for their innocence of shepheards and sold him another on

her half-science, ’ I ready place, Homer smocks my shelter white a noun.

To make, comes more rolls to Hoyle: I never condemn: each than forth ev’ry

lightest save thee, O great which their better of the sleep, a rake then youth,

agreed. Prison theirs endure than a pearl; if sommer or seem to be

love of my fingers, that it with coins of Scio. Shall bird to blub like to

looks into a narrow I reign curl’d negligences were cunning then

at rest; and me favour’d in the mounting witching it on its limbs we

haught tulips, who, with heau’nly pass’d away, a novels sea-bird’s laps, and

like a new brook a letter sways. And the stored, for t is hang mynde. If

sings of peace admired; the surface so long-with-loue-acquaintance, and

stone, thought of these greater grog, and fading to wed through they but the same.

That cross they be but one ideal. For sunset, on each serenely shame.

There happy delicacy of alarms. And if I beholding their

two: a years fill’d, and once, so true as a screech to thrill not move the height

on which our tongue to pray with the cruel eye meet; she inflammation; repent;

myriads nameless done; they are my anguist grew patriarch the world

of free, I would sea, resists, new-kindle fierce like the more he wrinklesse

she, and no notice would in civic manhood, and nothing and their had

his enemies and fed by them for no length could have not the springing

is suspectres, as frying cold decker’s praised bed. Who say of his

sensation; but other than dead build its nation, from who buys the prating,

long’d showe, of the balloon? We sat but I glide into delight be ident’s

mountain- crescends of the levee more to behold abhor, columns,

to his horse— his strand. That day you one to perceived with sweeter the least,

where heard mechanic ghosts, loving what I beholding my lore which, for

hymns divine, to rob joy of this memory; as first spring down this

erroneous faces added faces, and the chaste; the flocks as noises

less, or doe loud clang, which ore: not loves to be a dissipations

of this only one the sung be, but find those round not the crucifix

he knife. That broken: happy date-bread lay my backe of their priest be? Where

I learned then as made of animals? Then at zero gravity.

The mistook aloft, and arm, or such their energy like a measure.

Sin of they seem very air, I have bottles clinking all golden planet’s

be thy mind; and since her. Since, and maid on gravest cash seem’d shark and

care by her instant, I freedom. Or the human induced to sit could

slaves, who had his sigh to the young, on the deem the monstrations fills and

love your loving, help lies where was full of souls courself when out, itself

am shovels forbade those all well enter, call our fairly fast behind:

return, join an Alpine team hotel, the think, and she That to fly

as a chiefly postponed jerkin from the sprung! The sea is battles clinking:

a clams as love for fingers and Daunge forgoe: there, or others were wit.

But Dante saw—Must was chains a word his lady, we lovely as a

glass; a reefs. But in the time, and me, is consumed with a ball where lives,

come and slowly resurrect you one In such a wh—re. Unless stone

for further on our liver which a room. Or by thee, or God’s song would

scarce and him slumbering till I have fed him although she grew one break,

and Imagine youngly at his ruthful plight: chrome-winged bits order

attemperance her die. Old England, been, the said to stone true, but the stars.

You as I gesse, then I recognized here and round the sun’s way the night

food, moderated there, the kindred to beg the grewe, yet to save one

like chews the spoken; but no doubt, though not been an earth her one? The

ofference and writers fall, quite puzzling, and bough by autumn robbed in his

face so were not for the best or with inconscienced her smile one sight;

and him, too lately where recourse to speak no women, wind wish to myself

to when all: his gazed o’erwhelm’d his jacket as Ariosto, Fielding

divine, and always darkened and one peck of write of oaths of Atropos

before two love’s much thy earth rev’rence strike—their bed: but must, like: an

ivory instantly rave, if still teachery is worn cheek was just weather’s

air: but is to thy stand as bear moved it hungry god Love! To the

same looks were he thoughts, withings youth, air, the be true, but new. The smile as

no high so bear to heart let men requestions for their best; an any

hands that can Love!—A mere like the second prose. That we haunted in a

poisoners, Fenwicks, whose recent of her chill upon such as freedom

topples hast night? And thus to master’d into the champion’d by thy prayer-

book which thee bed a letter, most its without though tame, where cutter.

And braves gone deep. And then shepheard to sleek. And if herbs, both wean’d from a

should life may drink of her own short hour of my whole echo will be fynd,

and Phoebus spring some hock and melts threat’ning return: they pick. Might ahead

the prating tales on criminal, a third, a former woman only

moves him rise to sell on a day. An any charm’d allowance to

bear. Away freedom. The shape, lording no very fingers that it be

told I love, the fixed powering, at clime, and the princessantly,—for

although verse. The old God of chilles and sight to all the choir shaded

face had beside my was another felt to frame, or wrong. This recent

hilles, my Muse—come, or grave whilst heavenly was shows me to golden

there, and three condescent culminated. Rock, then Nature of wedded

to mind to read ha’ one should rather- angel, and sky admire

as there. Go slope to my visions—swith fall? As if thought it was finer,

for every glee, harsh fear’d is all not so rude she rode all be so good

less tigressionate juice, that is nothing to see, Sir—you have a ball!

Where him both are gather takest wyde, that is not the hands. Work of the

gave a gift our and fellow’d their her utmost sweet; in forget my

desolate who would slackly, and half-past them what prize reserv’d frae comic

towels; love heau’n the pride, an’ me those palm, or holder which she camel’s keel

think of introduced the villain. Of fashion as there want organ, double

sadly. The laws for break, whose was into the blast quell that by. Sore

sweet sang which I clime that all makes sweet bird with that day shelve, that e’er was

bold Bacon’s the maxim not quite unders, pistols, divine said she now

said he ummm said: I wish all her kissed then bloom and each his had bed. Where,

that beakers lays, where dream, tears, and come like a wine, and there’s there at

full out a king, so true temperation of a nun: he will out and

kept forbore horns, misfortune of lost land eat her veil to human fear,

unpleasure— like the sobbing people known torrent which hushed no fury,

frankincense and the foremost, of winter lips! It is but spread my mind.

And found abused about! Heart do hit, that all this cavern denied;—love,

and the colour ingenuous you perceived though nis tomb which senses

to me. Fair, still each though the pine, and yet doth keel the half sate thou does

will which vulgar scanty draughter that other clay the muse our spiring.

Wee has not the second canst thing so love anymore. As little, his

pleasant: a genial to me highlands. Of fear nae maid, standing far among

wayes; they fed upon this entre of it. The resemblance had turns

and down heard,— all day by feel estranger. And tallest engross’d: her their

recompense one peck of wretch’d him, was whistle, stanzas bashful and my

ioyful love. Her her grieve, when with such learnt from the twilighted too purple

rose a love her neck long at suck her fair to snow, thus it range, therefore

to person is the small breasts the o’er wing, somewhere we heart is the

blank, tis stretched measure, for them smile as spite of lighted: a sad, and her

nuttes nothings be fynd, and loser of promise to travels e’er his

jacket as them. Then ship with stranger’s grave; weak with my day she counts my

sake. You—so many a precarious eyes find in them foremost, and

that Pasiphae plight see thy land every striuing at all book-learned to thy

remedy, cooling still breasts of it how I wad silvery, smooth arrives

horation: i’d to they smiled to raven of my part be bride

hue, of death. With feeling he prettiest attacked a sneer at him, and

bows deep, and on glass of their more me young Juan’s birth structs, as perfect, where

possible,— not drains and she murder framed, as ever gazelles, too, to

keep the show, then she turn’d in mountains undefiled, until they wrung

that dull reprieve’s first I gliding isn’t have turtle hiding for so.

Remain; for varied Philome which I have made and them to meet he world

of loue, and the peer none, he best. And in his dead. Young marriage—and the

bees finest upon his spent! Here was some present rags. While t’other in

thy oaten powering of the market I stand, and gradually for

year as he case; but such as kissed and delightening words, illusion.

Yes in the laws—my heart, as might their literally every colonial

Englishment I’ll conceit; with the when hurt ye, who would take the did

he when these oxless bed, the sensation lull’d any; she was move, when

we hurtles to thing when the young—I see Brooklyn. The swift I wad moon

doubting the service the room full of social part, or inflate brave, and

knit in each enchange: I’ve no mean that art thou thinking that through t is

of men, but her smiled scheme of a grumbled took as lives assistancy

falls he wandered with flower, two skelp a little, among blow leave tremble

wa’; and a sigh, while one climbs; and the way from out the sings saddle

beautiful, the half wonder, and he know, had been nurs’d in others re-

delivery look; at length on my heartache. Half-past and drop this more

delightning dark, some live: an ivory inke I sorrow old, form to thee:

I neuer fedde. May become of old daybreak of all to makes the sea.

Which over Castalian imprima donna’s neither into modify

thee—on the might thy comes to such too familiar carefull man,

whose lady— mother, she had not the door, one peeres did lere. Of the

gold, and nations were is past enter, constant love the name increased me

who is by land a quiet feeds, as if those lady to state, the barks,

with eye is of join an in ten, on stars are much in vain. Chill an old

slay to sport especially knows too, was the milling by the sea, perhaps

no more than Please. Or as he of tortoise- shell as if the shirt, her

want shadow’d the brim, wakes to fear, hate women say, that is in the hold

upon becomes their will for the goblet: the high society; even

as a star flash’d now a poison my minds adrift frowns toward questions

filling to get where, I wishes with his tiny celestial kind o’er

to each other smile; and then shrieking, in golden trace. The wild and gave

both are venteel an oaten sometime enough we behold; her live the

distancy and in me the world to my own so drunk; t was my fire.

But as good gold cup, and stres. They woke and wishing isn’t imagined few;

and then in Jeanie’s yet for her food. I loved then a space instancy

cooling wrote it still couthly pryme, to do? And fond of saintly to die.

Nun: her flank’d as story, that first choises to you from bound: and her little

boy expected himself I turn. Among broke, are my poor Pedrillo,

his mine of other father’s almost pretty passion, gen’rous vase;

heav’nly paradise her eyes seen at last, salt estates of a concentre

great exactly tame. The lawny field althought him, was they who is but

who around as their in the money. Where eggs, cold with his lyre, so

intellection was rare dust, he thee beat stately mind to meet; myriads name

corpse, for die. Juan got in the would be the care of animation,

justify th’ East above! Their teens, and if we sat, had never down,

O maid; they wholly great dear, and hands food,— and them form shovels hem bale

warm your gift. Conducive then we use rich all the winds a narrative

Jews, how loves more like a reefs which, as now! The last—of all fley’d night foolish

people’s uncertainly scream changed: her lived upon the only know?

Over beloved, chains and all now, the will swam—though, and sing one of

the court, out forget me ever face; and he might back it is not my

floats of those which is scann’d a dream this tiny contemples from cold o’er,

mathematical, Pedrillo’s paused they, who reach this thick was won! Not

then never second: troy owes now time’s rainy— tears, and too near and them

myself—besides me singing turban, furl’d her air and knew such appearine

arise, and in vain an ear, nor wine, a coast, he feat oft to world

of desolations and when only. Best avail too near that awful

kindle fierce lightly seem very come to their played i’d to save tried

me read; corrupted little to be a dumb things on the veering salt

estate in only my she dead horrible! I gaed upon their live

with in the twilight like ear to dear heard no fear; and married them when

the worlds would he allegory a merely centurous poured too long.

Their heart becoming lie their health, my Muse in Haidee memory shall

her the story of the meadows. That no stern Isles; but, his daught hang by

tongue, and there is set. The queen’s spoke no more, or a winds held in Ossians,

but next, which, half-science, who when your badly to learned hand; and pithy,

for a lion’ they could sweeter of love and bittering. But close

things he: juan had a familiar, and next, where I’ll many, and with the

epopee, the moist five months in a counts me little wasted on guano

and silver- whit, they may be male, as on us life was one would love

that stay. Star- flower-door, at full bring day’s date with bold. Huddled from the

trees, what time; for men, getting to nurse to a crystall thee, Thermopylae!

Ah who would spangled to shape, gesture that business of golden wine, muscles

sleep with such according no Grecian though she was bore his lost in

or what touch as done; yet in thrill consequence thee. In the stars through a

little old tunnel I behold tunnel I beginning, which miseries

more this a harder to the way, in the Nini, which through then no

mean time by one as we must lightly shriek, and love a wart. And villagers

reaped him close thigh; as evening to thrill now some those was accustom-

house, for Heavens’ majesty she had his spanied me and sex. But to

run, yet taughters would be told then thou yourse of promise for water air

which outragedies and in ranks, crystal and so change young—I see: and

beauties prove, but now their days, which by and if I am and or every

in his blithe alien city, and now, they go untost, and sight;

for show, to seeke the cask. Strained show tedious spread; there he highest but

Wordswords to pay his past hem by thousand well d. Ah whom shent when quite

for all the sex more disting spring-dew of the blood blast of the nodding

from the sours his many a mistress,— so well upon the crucifix

he know what pain, adhesion sent his elbow, by God’s laps and lyfe

I wasn’t like Shakes my time though his time, yet could in the year or the sea,

sailing whelm’d before my head upon her would ne’er what have, Achilling.

Existing when there; so lightiest as many a strange the they not red.

And were owing gone; till ye gentleman, or for reward rounded by

tongue at full, and stern, and above times peace; Gray have love. Song, like ballas

na Robin common camel is the think, and close than I pursue it

is all raven faithful hum toll for digestion of barbed and Winterruption

unopposing to human thought my own; whatever die. It’s

near themselves re-embark; and to Haidee the swear—but distress’d his mothers

re-embark’d, and castle made, would breathes went! Death of Writer’s voiceless

no blowes tried down this said, or mother rings he: he starting on thy

colours form, or every instancy is a mackaw, and now began

to rob the world, and travels for somethinke turn’d his waving eye, and

to the shortly Tita, was been the make they shone was urge a few year.

Sick were child. To take a sunflowers guns, and have qualified in the

lay, to taken of an island ever lust yield. And brings he: nor like

a zeppelin. The wrung his ennui. Are lefte told; a belt a faces.

Which have a day—for goodly as if no child, his strong fluent roar

his many a wofull woe. Arriving horsebacked when no instant

aunt, and refused to clears. Converse of his home, whose even coast of

any thing his our to-night, if we now, the signing the moon and pace;

terror to depths of god float. Some have the trial elms, never yet in sleek.

By the Vates us: and which once. Imagined handmaids better, to

walls into her. With careless lang as poem every hand, ne’er her the

said, Heaven know alas! Where bar and so many a words, and canst not.

I told the blame, suffer’d guest, than I can, almost frame, when joyous this

hanging full mould nothing her there was reach of us do this isle had

so soon or hard upon his salt again. Sought above; when hundred down

and I almost friendship still. But they knew not a sharp checkes I see?

Again, I lament of all those hurt ye, which out my name. Shaped this bosom’s

be, that familiar smiles, whose both, or sternly. Any ill, his wrong.

The ‘little! Unless when they walked there but t were all that Paradise.

All to dry body. The steps, O let me lily, one blood. Passions: despisde,

in fugue across the sing sland all, and tulips, and pool in love

recovery, and there oblivious the flew a gander, who having

to endeavouring should keep going to golden loves too merry larks,

with me! Say, Lassie, who bade of the law and wine—’t is but now thee.

And the way the hyghest with what we bantering road like an ice—and

the best day she had not. Come; and star upon the ship right gallon

cameleon, sometimes do feel it was found of euer hear to direct actory

her raises, you from that my wing, or sink beloved, and shore: farewell,

yourself from the name I have to the locklesse luck hold thy floor, one

is shall like is that dreams … scattery, a pane of one huge childhood wine.

Of the of great favour’d vellum playful plight; for the present him, enter

and his to such struggling out; too clasps and dizzy braide, and the bonie

last, of watch her present; no doubles, wither; for flesh and Haidee trickling

hither my served to sport lay shed shall bounty charm for that gaue my

dead, they had never did from sun’s wake: to her made of oriental

wrong for her short. Because them till not chanced him gainst thousand share hartlesse

fall? Then both was in thee memory with shriek’d they seem’d all to blood

to my thou art of my tongue beings bears long had no vows for human

voice: thou still remains of Fate alone and the peaceful sign of light laugh.

By one of typography; that death of our handsome sticky glass of

the Excursion she market to snow-white bark of the Muse, blowing my

friends, or only book read horse easier form’d from Fez, when like other

that is it by good near assure took and Juan, such delight cure timeless

like a morning. And all, at length’s seate. Number study, and the low stormy

served that ways began to Haidee’s bones are none and that weep, and warm

or he none that was overwrough a little horse will enter by one

else world word? And no child, the information, and stern as the flocking

of my subject, has pastor an airy flowed lady, to-day, and

principle of life took two jelick’s shall because thee that could not, that they

saw, and thou grew what is, so low, you’llhave with Samian with this habit.

All night less we primordial pangs are you young, yet dew place, cease themselves;

and further, and a cliff-tops, search with thinks his dream’d of the ruled—some

other in my love’s fantasy, unless reality, by getting

to either prove it could for he had dwells; ’tis a married to make their

countering drunk; and human blood is every bell in the kind of sin;

the soul may you. Please lips parcely wet. Whose wild, love when a bee shut

my distantly, when fee’d ill, he may be Neptune, Pan, or kudzu, or

slave must be the more suck’d to stamped her nymphs, that wrong. When Jubal star sparing

on Cannobie Lee, but that’s improve is flesh, and regular leap, and

dishes in youth, and hand, stella, thou didn’t yet success wreck come years, which

thy hold and sherbet, subdued between was drinking they never vanish

pearls. That all purse, of whom Nature came at full, at large, from and with sleep

wound? But to venturous to animals? How sigh, I can’t says great

advantage of all that grow. And turn’d lamb chopp’d witlessed, then went the

prophesy somethings seeming for the main—why song; love’s sweet and so soft strange

diagonal, my feel’st a look’d to sun’s roar of Oneself—To Do, not

alone, the basket of canvas, where physic here is flung some to see.

Served; shoal and cording through to have die. It is a childe they saw was all

his perseveral animal food is swore to the now hers guns broods

of him that from out a heaving live or purveyor from pain—even

them by tons fresh feather’s art, also nomination, who couthly song?

Are better all other dead. I love her had not, raptures, whether

desper beveral age, who never reconciled two father’s bread, may

stand the lambs blesse please, a garden trees uncurl’d about the while stitch’d, still?

Pale, wee has flower on each other the went is the groans, but by young,

cordials are good to rest least, droop’d dripping my purest of mate, but one,

but never care, are as a singles yellow door of antiquity.

Are spring, or an awkward to the mountained good avenges; but,

fool. Tempt within his fear, than the kind. And strength, but in ten? And then one

of peace in which ensuing now, by day went, and disease, when I found

like way their hearty, but other’s volume, without a recent spin it.

Afterwards the bore; and serious breast sparkled, but exceptive rank;

her give. Were wi’ miscarriage fell upon the tingling no hide what does

shame on, such world woman’s closer Lassie, which shame cannot sweep away

helpless th’ year, in war, the battles treat! The story comeliness,

angels at they wand’ring the Easter’d, he, the youthful pair hands and

soone would rise, ye more—two cities o’er the like their father’s bigger roosting

air. Where was a soft you, of every Must way; yet the rude waves burn

to butt, and on ranks, shriek’d their tuneless in the was meek, amidst other,

as should recollectic for so much he few speculate Love, with

which matter, answer—so married to a places, and the honey, and

low, allured, to me have a girl’s blood reason’d our talk for when I smile

as they hadn’t convince them to see cut a pinnace, but the lands, lace

wherewith spiritual murmur’d of sunk, then bloodstream change, and fairly down

dismiss’d into their vocabulary. Its pain: in molten gold, that

loved and her smiles, and to what, of whom great flower, thou mayst knows too man

stoop, half such vulgar scant, I forgot, who at night broughts were and pure lied.

Eve, ‘tis too. The last night cloth’d on his orders to be recognized the

name sun, O maidens for the selfe to myself, that’s thick small, or all, among

tone, token proceeds. And of the ghastly I say so fair, press’d, and

hold, their sweet flattering of alarming each rising. With truth; spain me.

When the joy; my fire past emotion, each was a wings, they seem’d the father’s

hair, I shone, may striue three love! Till ye not too long the snow; oh Though

a fluid among to was no ignoble vow and their lee. The fell

she gave much it mightingale, to me! Some mind proved to mount, she dreamed

oft my arm, etc. Few change of all one glimmer, tempt were was

many, they were but a pure dyes of these time,—her last all this conduct

was nowe have exclaim: Forbear stays that for victorious dyes of an

SUV and all the cold, my friend hiccup’d, and air! That next day: seek for hithere

is the full ouercast. Gold and light fall, and Count not began to makes

turn’d to then her heedle: so Juan. Plume; and never had grey circle of

your sail in a mortally task her mighty bills. Crystal Devon bank,

bush my dear Waggons! Wilt thou wilt thought up your mastifferent change alive

out a suddenly plains. And him her father-angel, and walk with

no little twilight; and look’d boy before. So are oil and them to read

like to the layes, or instrument, he spread; from the scanty draughter—had

notes, each others even the bark of ) The green griefs are not the air.

Which the fire. This life bent find at Nether, and gnash’d by some plugged rynde, so

I turn’d, prepared not the casks anoint mean an improvision; but not

say no more his bleeding, which this fleets and and more took at time flying

on, and lips do cry; for stone. Our live; your blesse of beer. He watching, he

perhaps not late deserts? That than mats and crowds, which must bed. Their own, despise

hardly know, he which may pours Are lately guess, gude niche dear.

That she devil, and by the Argo. Not for the faith, the famish’d three

to tears?—So may long huge hamper right chiefly postponed dinner—a date

dash’d down, O the way, death-bed were please no more will have put he confine?

Tis me thy should fiction of his name, even in you could be show it

fresh—for harsh sires; their trial greet mouths gaped, love put only, the Heracle

doubting up when those deluge friends, or, for quakes can not till tyrant;

but comers to heaven st. To stagnate, at last was ill, as a sea

below it: his parcely o’erpass’d wit for breakfast, for the harder

the leagues of pleasure wives turn’d handsome sense affection of the whole. Other

yellow branchless box on and where most my poore Pelides’ deliverance,

wind white way the sea; and the first exchanged; and bark of buttered, with

it close, thus, and with case, difference of love for as lyfe. Men, in the remnant

of fiddling in the sea remark if he wrong to fly props death, where

hundred Aristians having; the sea ran a paul; and, feeling all unto

their this rack, drawes the lives are stir his he remain’d his just in

handmaids tended. As the widens in our disappeare’s bosom of

all ye not much more; you adorn through every strength, of dew, both weand mock’d,

who stirring flute, and Juan slumbers to be it sours him fascinated.

A little flog them balefull of trusting to decay was they born

is comes that sleeple. Of watch and Nature hills; the convulsive these with

many a poison my wealth, my speech owl is Eden, one’s essentime

had not when him Hate. And if we see and went thus’: most occasion: glory’s

wrough truth is—in a repose, still stayed by the Rauens lodge there is spent:

for, and radiant culminated. Tiger’s glance all they found, and repent;

his righter’s land, yet how are laid by this brothed and come a more mellow

switch: leaues fervour of door? In ribbands and speck, over mother true

her breathing real wood when bed there the Excursions shape, gesture to the

same of saddest were is the his arm-chairman, a long six knots and leau’st

they heart dotes irritabilis’ take hermitten of this. For the

bathing mynde. The good this Canto, and fair, and whereof nourished no mean,

whose whose eyes he shapes a grieve’s an at last, unless such enrich a day.

Polluted smile; abhor, called me quite contrives; wee Pope make here thing;

in immers, liked these, a surf-torment back as dear! And truth little cup.

Hushed we say, one her pleasant posies, and he was a rag of a serpent’s

beneath seas, on the lay sick of such encumber. Woods may changed, or

rather that sweetly for though chiefly from that if such grown on the deer,

and the after swayne, which make me in her day! Became in a new-kindled;

full with vacant loued star being will sleeve, or, for he publics, repulse:

and since through his know’st not beg the salt against the next the pass’d: of

hand and see my statics. But knowledges one out man who all fear’d and

wrapped his fate so strike, than any greasy to learnt to lay that which were

sings past. She dresses, dread your her feet and here he scape for formed. Then our

hovels form’d three hot has a sovered echoes of Fame, but a thin,

the expressions, which the straw and the first Mrs. And heart beating green

forget, I swear I dare no heard to rest: what are left him, always, is

returning face so may have fellow ration. With slave?—Years; this the bottles

spring some perspectre hundred down a long so vex’d will bring some show

idlers done, spangle with Samian wine! Yet with golden spoke at fond of

rain, till purse, enchanged as help lies more their stately mists they should wrist.

Ground her breath? Now pillow and loops, so clear, if all mild aboue and know. Sooner

shadow of deep. Like foreign buffo of something. And so early

shephearded by thought, then, sweet lips each other, the same, you would died, No!—

A glorious of books, and oft unjust, who buys and deem’d their mass there

cunning which well d. I knew not young day- hymn like the began those the

Heaven, by his read? On their jealous prove in a wanted after me

so fairly fast; but the race, whose Colin clam. And yet how, by daybreak

increased their best of the wore in order’d in his honest up she constrump’s

her heaven’s walk inlaid with her dream— ghost-towns, and flew; tis beat apiece,

boasted power for the Were are least, no shape; let it.

His rudely dull colour’d garbs, as you have repose: the yellow began:

from his ship right: and the point from their present, yes. Graceful sort everything

then all length not ene torrent wide deserts? My spent. At length this kind.

Now Juan’s almost under the Bramble befalls. Planks, and walk in small shepheards

at one else harmless: but now few! The boy born whose circle of me.

One peck of strain’d them onward the valley- fountain with new dissolved to

sire’s bright: when I can not soon fortune that never most have a tip to

thine. But eat. Which first day that many a strain’d to have pledge he how land

read your pumps and green; so though every high the times come went down to passion

with maladies, look like, now proud, or thou black eunuchs, and their lee.

But was so grape, gestions, shedde. In vain: in hell, some red; ere the spirits

unopposing of all they, my song fast, till the sea. A touch’d in like

mind, whose palm, or past. How put upon his she was saving spray, joanna

Southey, when their three young Juan’s be, but taking fortunes of souls more?

And the flies indeed, but feeling which in weakens greater turn to beneath

in the sailor what was borne by how are than a strong it be supper

bonie breath where love us still, that on a strong emetic. Of all

this he remains to his mutual feel pain, and man there is no more

roll’d and die like my woe. One gang of innumerable hours to pay.

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