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I hear you want Hange requests….heres one for you angry sex with hange 🤤

attention — h. zoë

PAIRING. Hange Zoë x female reader

SYNOPSIS. During the party celebrating Marley and Eldia, the tension between you and Hange remained thick after an argument.

CONTENT. 18+, MDNI, angst, alcoholism, arguments, masturbation, cursing, Yelena making moves on you, jealousy, fingering, strap-on sex, Hange being kinda aggressive, marking up, dacryphilia if you squint, choking, overstimulation, drama (lmk what else)

WORD COUNT. 3.4k

A/N. this is my active daydream being turned into a fic. got carried away lmao

The ballroom party wasn't really necessary. All the fine-tuned instruments, lovely voices, and extravagant facade serve nothing but shallow acquaintanceship between the two parties. It doesn't mean anything, you argued with Hange. But you still sat there in a lone chair by the bar, sipping away your disappointment. And sometimes, your eyes would travel over your spouse happily chatting with fellow commanding heads. 

Irritating, you thought, rolling your eyes before signaling the barkeep for another drink. 

Not only because you and Hange fought this morning, but you were forced to wear an itchy, pretentious dress during the event. You're itching to claw on your skin, the neckline forming tiny rashes mottled across your chest. You looked beautiful, but then again what could be expected from the Commander's wife but beauty, elegance, and good manners? A huff escaped your lips as you remembered Hange ordering you to behave yourself.  

They remained at the center table, chatting and laughing with the higher-ups they used to hate. You could only clench the drink handed to you, wondering if that Hange across the room was the same person you married seven years ago. For all you know, your Hange wouldn't force you into this stupidity and would loathe the pleasantries from the country wishing to eliminate your own. They wouldn't neglect you as what they've been doing for the past months. 

You want to storm there and shake them awake, to say that they shouldn't have let you stay all alone in this stupid, friendless corner like a forgotten, dusting trophy. You've already snapped quietly like a leakage never detected. You sneaked a champagne bottle, walking away from the party as you tore the lace choking your neck. Upstairs, you stormed inside the room you and Hange shared, still tearing away the fabric of your dress in pure irritation. 

You couldn't handle the air downstairs. The sweet scent of whisky, the rich scent of food, and the cloying commingle of expensive perfumes. Even Hange's presence. 

You tore the last ribbons off your dress, letting the fabric fall off your shoulder before crawling back to the cold bed sheets. Pulling the nearby pillow, you buried your face in frustration, trying to think of something peaceful. Flowers, sheep, anything, damnit. But your mind remained on the event downstairs, prompting the frustrated screams you let out on your pillow. 

You rolled over the bed, staring at the ceiling and ruminating what made you so frustrated. Your argument with Hange, the dress, the party... But there was something else. An unwelcomed thought you're trying to neglect out of fear to be pathetic: what frustrated you the most was that Hange hasn't touched you in such a long time. Even the past weeks became so difficult that you never had the opportunity to relieve yourself. Your body wanted to be touched, to be hugged so tightly once again, craving for the familiar feeling of Hange's arms that perfectly fit around your body.

Slowly, you unbuttoned the rest of your clothing, discarding them across the room. It didn't take long for you to set yourself in the mood, shutting the lights off to further feel yourself. In no time, you were clenching on the sheets, moaning soundlessly against the pillow as you tried to imitate Hange's rhythm inside of you. You curled and pumped your fingers inside your dripping cunt, thinking of the bleary memories when Hange was making love with you. 

However, your peak was cut short as you heard the door open and slammed closed within a matter of seconds. Hange's irritated voice followed.

"What do you think you're doing?" Hange hissed, locking the bolts shut. 

You sat up and shot them a glare, "None of your fucking business. Go away."

"None of my business?" Hange turned their head sharply at you. "Of course, it's none of my business that my wife is touching herself with the door unlocked and a huge party happening outside."

Their sarcastic tone irritated you even more. As you would argue back, Hange grabbed your wrist and pulled your chin so you would look at them.

"What were you thinking? What if I'm not the one who walked in?" 

You tore your hand off their bruising grip. "I hate you."

"Right. Hate me all you want. What is it now, you want someone else to walk in so you could be touched?"

Your eyes burned from the angry tears falling on your eyes, you pushed them away and muttered, "I hate you so much. You're making it sound like I'm a disgusting, cheating whore."

"What am I supposed to think when you're doing filthy things in our bed and didn't lock the door?" They argued back. 

"I just forgot to lock the door. Why don't you just drop it? Ugh!" Your voice rose, trying to shut them off. You wrapped a blanket around you, reaching for the bottle across the bed. Maybe handling this drunk would be better. 

Hange let out a sharp, annoyed sigh before swinging the bottle out of your reach. 

"I told you not to drink. You're a lightweight and it's not good for you," they said, trying to be calmer this time. You're so sick of arguing with them anymore that you just let them tear the drink away from you. You pulled the sheets to your chin and muttered, "Fine. Just go away."

Hange was eyeing the torn dress you threw across the room earlier and retorted, "No, you're going back downstairs. People are looking for you."

Of course. Everyone's conversation starter was to ask for the spouse of the other, flashing them like an acquired trophy to be complimented for pristine behavior. 

"No way in hell I'm going there," you said finally. "I'm sleeping."

Hange shot a hard look as your back was against them. They clenched the bottle tightly, eager to snap but wouldn't let themself. 

"Fine. Have your way." Truly, Hange wanted to talk to you, sort things out so you wouldn't sleep angry at them again but you've become so hard and cold. 

They took the bottle with them as they went out and slammed the door shut louder than before. Hange left the room, locking the door shut from the outside, thinking you would continue the act before. They won't risk anyone to see you like that. 

With attentive ears, you heard the tell-tale sound of a bolt being locked from the outside. You ran to the door and checked, wriggling the knob open to no avail. All that ran in your mind was perhaps Hange hated you so much they had to lock you in out of revenge. You pounded on it for almost half a minute, even shouting how irritated you were at them for locking you in. 

Eventually, you slumped from the other side and cried in anger. You didn't want to register what the few moments after that came to be as it was confusing. 

All you knew was that, the door managed to twist open. But it wasn't Hange from the other side. 

Yelena stood there, looking at you almost expectantly as she helped you stand up. She gave a light chuckle as you tried your hardest to cover up. 

"The bolt outside was quite easy. Magnetic," she remarked, her eyes making a subtle glance all over you. "Did Commander Hange lock you here?"

"Yes," you answered shortly, the pout on your lips looked so cute to her.

"Seems like the Commander was quite protective of you," Yelena chuckled, leaning on the door frame. "I could understand why."

Her eyes are set on yours. Knowingly, you understood her intentions but you dismissed it and immediately changed the subject, "Shouldn't you be downstairs?"

"I should be, yes. But I heard you."

You closed the door halfway and muttered, "I think you should go back now... Thanks for opening the door for me."

"Oh, wouldn't you like to be at the party? I bet the Commander would love to see you there," she reasoned, a genuine coax that made something inside you ring. 

Maybe messing around downstairs doesn't sound so bad since you cannot sleep anyway. You quickly changed into the best, most alluring dress you can find. Yelena insisted on coming with you and patiently waited by the door. She offered an arm which you took, as you both went downstairs where the party remained spirited. 

Yelena sat with you on the bar, offering you a drink after the other as you chatted, smiling to yourselves as the party went on. You were too caught up with trying some drinks and invested in what Yelena was saying to even wonder where Hange was. 

Unbeknownst to you, they already spotted you from afar minutes ago. They didn't like how you were sitting too close to Yelena or sharing a drink after one with her. Somehow, they trusted you with moderation despite the argument earlier which you didn't live by. However, they couldn't remain sitting down at the table, seeing you on the verge of drunkenness. Maybe what made them snap was Yelena's arm around yours, squeezing your sides a bit too intimately.

Hange got up from their seat, saying polite excuse me's through the crowd as their gaze remained focused on where you are. They managed to reach you, and Yelena acknowledged them politely. Hange gave her a strained smile, putting an arm around your waist to make you stand up.

"Please excuse us. My wife seems to be drunk," they muttered, pushing your drink from your hand. They pulled you off your seat and muttered, "Come with me."

"I'm not even drunk yet," you argued but didn't try to pull away. It was true, but you were tipsy enough to be tempted. Maybe a little bolder than you usually were. Your eyes set upon Hange's sharp features, wishing you could kiss them right now. Maybe even ask them to carry you in bridal style just like the old times. 

"I'm not letting that happen," they muttered. "Do you want to embarrass yourself so bad?"

Hange guided you upstairs, a firm hand on your waist as they shoved the bedroom door open once again and pulled you back inside. They let you go, making you sit up in the bed as they locked the door once again. 

A minute passed and you were arguing again, bringing up the subject of how they became so cold to you despite your attempts to warm them up. And sometimes, they would barely glance at you, not even a hug or a kiss. 

Hange grew extremely frustrated, body and mind. They wanted this argument to end but couldn't stop their anger from boiling over. You didn't know how things escalated that quickly but your next memory was Hange on top of you, a hand hiked up under your skimpy dress. They placed kisses and bites against your neck and chest, causing you to whimper and grip their shoulder. 

"You said I wasn't giving you attention, right? Then fine, I'll give it to you," their voice was almost a hiss against your ear, making you shiver as they positioned you on the bed. Hange flipped you over, pressing a hand on your lower back while the other bundled around your hair. A soft gasp went through your lips as their hand snaked, downwards tugging down the lace of your underwear to your knees. 

Hange thumbed over your clit the way you liked it, their other fingers gathering the slick from when you touched yourself earlier. You hid your face against the sheets, embarrassed at how quickly you were submitting to their touch, how your body eagerly reacted to the touch it had longing for in such a long time. 

Hange smirked at the sight, wasting no time to push you more harshly to the bed. Their fingers went deeper inside you, smoothly gliding over your warmth from how drenched their fingers were. 

Usually, Hange would start off gently, maybe even tease you until your exposed skin is all marked up by love bites but Hange wouldn't do that this time. They pushed their fingers to the hilt, brutally drawing it back and forth with such force that shook your body. Their teeth nipped against your neck as they did so, relishing the sound of your whimpers. 

"You like that, hm?" They curled their fingers, pumping every digit until your wetness was starting to drip down your thighs. You could even feel their palm against your sensitive area from how fast and deep they pumped their fingers in. You caught the pillow between your teeth in a soundless scream after hearing several footsteps from the hallway near your bedroom.

"What? Don't want them to hear you?" they tugged on your hair, speaking a little louder just to taunt you. A thumb brushed over your aching clit, urging you to moan louder than you could possibly let out. 

Your fingers dug into the sheets, "Stop... fucking with me."

"Fine, dear wife," they smirked as they drew out their fingers the moment they felt your insides clenching against them. 

You whined, about to protest from your ruined orgasm but Hange repositioned you once again, forcing your legs open in front of them.

"I'm not done with you," they said in a low voice, unbuckling their belt. Hange pushed you into a harsh kiss, your wrists locked beneath their hand. You felt the tip of the phallic-shaped toy attached to them, slowly dragging it down your slit before Hange slammed it in one go. You screamed, throwing your head back from such a force against your sensitive flesh. 

Hange gripped your throat, their other hand mounting your leg over their shoulder. The new angle draws out a sharp cry from your throat as Hange begins to plunge the dildo back and forth, their hips moving resolutely. 

"You know," they began. "I was thinking of making love with you after that godforsaken party. Maybe to fuck that frustration out of you. Both of us, really. But no, you just had to annoy me tonight don't you?" 

Hange grunted, their lips parting to plant bruising kisses against your neck. They squeezed your throat a little tighter before saying, "Why were you with Yelena?" 

You had to catch your breath, maybe stabilize yourself against their shoulder so you could speak. 

"She was just being nice," you reasoned but that wasn't what Hange wanted to hear. Their pace increased, hips snapping against yours. 

"Ah, fuck��! Hange, s-slow down," you whined against their shoulder, gripping their arm from how much they were rocking your body. 

"Shut up and take it," Hange hissed, pulling your hips even closer so you could feel every inch of them. Their mouth kissed the bruises on your chest and neck, their eyes half-lidded as they thought about how pretty you looked all marked up. By this time, Hange had torn off what remained of the dress you're wearing, eager to have you bare. No sooner, you feel tiny pricks and bites on your chest, breasts, and stomach. Hange made sure their marks look like perfect artwork on your skin. 

Your head almost dangled against the edge of the bed, their hand remained gripping your throat as they plunged in and out of you, stretching and pummelling your insides. Hange would kiss the moans and whines from your lips, drawing numerous releases out of you until you became a writhing mess under them. Tears rolled down your cheeks, your insides burning from pain and pleasure. 

Hange heard a faint I can't take it anymore from you before letting your weakened body fall back to the bed. After a few long strokes, they pulled out of you, and a soaking mess dripped down both of your thighs, even your hips. Hange watched your eyes flutter, the gentle rising of your marked-up chest whenever you breathed, and how your lips slightly parted from what they did to you. You looked so beautiful in Hange's eyes, the most perfect image ever captured and framed in their mind. 

They wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you to their chest as they smoothed out your hair. A hand rubbed against your back, easing your body from trembling too much. Hange kissed down the bruises on your neck, inhaling the faint smell of your perfume. The soft, warmth of your body reminded them of how they missed you, of how much they longed to embrace you like this once again. 

"I'm not forgiving you just because you fucked me," Hange heard you mumble. You wanted to break away from their hug, but your body only leaned towards them despite your wishes.

"I know," they mumbled, their hand caressing your cheek, lifting up your chin so you would look at them. Their eyes softened, the way the brown earth turned a tender shade after rain. "Look, Y/N, I'm sorry. For everything."

Hange took your fingers to their lips. "I'm sorry I've been so frustrated and angry. Please allow me to make it up to you."

When you remained quiet against their chest, they continued, "I know that I haven't been affectionate with you in such a long time... Believe me I wanted to but it's just..."

Hange doesn't want to continue. They don't want to tell you what kind of hell being a commander felt like in such a demanding position. They want to appease the people, bring life-long peace, and make Eldia habitable again without any threat of being wiped out. 

They only kissed your hair and mumbled in a breaking voice, "Please forgive me, Y/N. I love you... so much, my sweetheart."

They felt a pang against their chest just from seeing the tears roll down your cheeks after they said those tender words. As if their love radiated through your heart despite weeks of misunderstanding, of not being able to tell each other what one truly feels. 

Your breath hitched against their chest, their arms preventing you from breaking apart any further. 

"I know... It's just that," you began as Hange wiped tears from your cheeks. "Sometimes... I don't even know you anymore."

Hange's heart trembled with the newfound pain from your broken confession but they remained listening.

"Sometimes I would assume you wanted a hug because you always do when you're tired, or maybe a cup of tea or a kiss from me but... there are times I feel like you're pushing me away. That I'm too overbearing, that you're getting sick of me," you sobbed. "I've often wondered if you even think about me."

Your sobs further broke their heart apart. Thinking how they made you feel puts even more resentment within them. They tried to smile with their lips against your forehead as they whispered, "Of course, my love... I think about you. Every day. And forgive me because in all those days, I've imagined nothing but a peaceful life for us after the war is over. I'm getting ahead of myself, I know. I've been so neglectful... I'm so sorry."

Hange let you cry on their chest, wrapping you up in several layers of blankets. 

"Hey, my sweet," Hange muttered, kissing the tears out of you. "How about I just cancel everything tomorrow? We'll go out, just the two of us."

"Really?" you sniffled.

"Really." Hange smiled. 

"That is if I can walk tomorrow. You roughed me up tonight," you smiled through tears. Hange laughed softly against your neck. That laugh you missed so much. 

The ballroom party remained lively downstairs, a room full of shallow chatting and emptying whiskey bottles. A place too intoxicating for genuineness and passion. War and hatred remained thick and prodding despite the fancy facade of the wealthy and powerful.

Hange dismissed all of it just for this night, finding peace the moment their head rested against your chest. Your heartbeats against their ear, your soft fingers running through their hair— each touch reminded them of the paradise they could only find with you. Hange forced the impending war away from their mind just for this time, relishing the memory of their first date with you, your first kiss, your wedding day— everything they want to hold and protect, to achieve peace for. 

"Maybe we can just spend the entire tomorrow here in bed," Hange proposed, a smirk curling on their lips as they continued. "There are still more things I wanted to do with you."

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[nexility-sims]

𝐍𝐎. 𝟕   ❛ 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 ❜   |   NAKAWE SACRARIUM, DEC. 1990

❧  𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬  /  𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭.

❛ The immense love they felt for one another was undeniable, but Beatriz’s peculiarities complicated it from the moment of Safya’s birth. She understood her daughter as a precious, almost perfect creation—something to be held at arm’s length, admired, both deserving of safeguarding and necessarily deprived of it for her own good. This was the contradiction that caused such tension. Safya lived in an enclosure of her mother’s making, but it did not spare her from pain. Beatriz lived with constant awareness that her maternal feelings were a raging hurricane, and her daughter alone resided uneasily in its eye.

❧ idk idk idk i just love this setting !!!!! it's THE spot of circularity in This Story Where Time Is A Circle™ ... anyway, enjoy this cursed beatriz pov

𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝 & 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭 ↓

Always, Beatriz could imagine no better legacy than her daughter. She would, with her kindness and nobility, be a gift to the People. Uspana had once been dying a slow, protracted death with a kind and noble king at its helm—one who was, in more than one sense, dying the same way—before Beatriz intervened. She was a harsh, insistent nurse; her patient, the sickly country, recovered to grow strong once more. She fed Safya the same medicine for forty years, and her daughter remained undaunted. That was evidence of strength, Beatriz thought. It held promise. The nation craved gentleness, and she held out hope that Safya could someday satiate it.

The specter haunting that hope had been her own father. Beatriz thought of him with the same tormented intensity, her straining heart more inclined to rip in two than reconcile itself. Love and disappointment had commingled in her affection for him for almost as long as she could remember. Even as a child, she abhorred weakness. Her father had personified its most inexplicable form. It challenged her understanding of what it meant to struggle, to be trapped by one’s own nature, to be wholly good yet fully condemned. She had hated her mother for her self-destructive folly, but the same weakness plagued her father. Although not the reason she forgave him, it was why Beatriz existed. She had tried to eradicate it from her daughter, or to inoculate her from its worst effects, but the truth was now naked: Beatriz had failed, and that failure proved deadly for Safya.

TRANSCRIPT:

{Beatriz sobs}

[a-d-nox]

Heyy I just wanted to come on here to say that I reallyyy love your blog. I was just messing around and found an old post of yours titled "Pluto in Aquarius: what's to come" and I thought it was soo well written. I love the choice of pictures for the post as well. You don't even have to answer this ask. I just wanted to come on here and appreciate your work, that's all. Keep up the dedication!

pluto retrograding back into capricorn: a prediction of what's to come

hahaha too funny!!! "i didn't have to answer this" but it was so well planned! i was in the middle of drafting this post when this ask notifications popped up!! so thank you so much for the compliments and i hope you enjoy this one equally!!

house matters:

THIS IS THE FIRST OF TWO PLUTO RETROGRADES THAT WILL OCCUR - this one will last from june 11th to jan 20th, 2024. we likely won't see too much wildness because we only recently started experiencing what pluto in aquarius is like. we know the vibe of pluto in capricorn already and likely still feel comfortable with its predictability. THE FINAL RETROGRADE BACK INTO CAPRICORN will be september 1st, 2024 to november 19th, 2024. then we are full steam ahead with pluto in aquarius until march 9th, 2043.

live in the USA so my post likely will be slightly more focused there examples wise so i apologize in advance! feel free to comment, dm, or reblog with other examples from your country based on my prediction key phrases.

i personally am NOT a witch or anything wild, everything i am saying is purely theoretical - it is not fated to happen just because i am saying it. i am simply socially aware. i know what's up generally in the world today and what was up in world when pluto was in capricorn.

like last time i am going to start light and get darker so mentally prepare yourself for that (tw: COVID-19, assassinations, and other abrasive topics that may make people uncomfortable) depending on where they are currently reading from - but we are talking about pluto so... expect the unexpected?!

let's get to it!

time and schedule changes

in the US people have been saying that daylight savings hour should be concluded indefinitely because it is unnecessary. we don't need "daylight" like we used to because we have advanced technologically. there are more risks with keeping time change then there is with getting rid of it. i could also see this being about the 4-day work week because it was trialed at the beginning of the aqua pluto transit and it was a success. capricorn is a worker and can be about workplace efficiency too, so we could see the work week become "refined" to be 4 days only.

the rise of new non-tech and/or tech-intensive careers

where there are AI doomers, there is a market. we will see old-school businesses and professionals trying to justify and reestablish their career without AI involvement - ground zero for this prediction is real-estate (people fighting virtual or 3D-tour technology) and politics (look at the tiktok ban nonsense - i can see them saying their jobs are necessary 100% of the time... or they don't need to evolve...). capricorn again represent efficiency when it comes to working, so we could see people commingling with tech to make the most out of AI in new ways to make their careers and the work they do more efficient (and less time consuming to piggyback off of the 4-day work week prediction).

the collapse of dead space

there is a chance we will see some sort of conversation about what to do with places we no longer use - strip malls, movie theaters, mineshafts, etc. pluto retrograde makes me think of fear mongering (yes, i see the irony between that statement and this post) - i can see where with climate issue and the haze that is falling over old-money US currently that people might start talking about building bunkers in preparation of a mass natural disaster or "apocalypse." my logic behind this is that capricorn represents reliability, money, and underground places while pluto is demolition and extremes.

technology failures and setbacks

enjoy your air conditioning when you have it and if you have it - i sense that we will likely face more blackouts and rolling blackouts this summer than ever before. i also think we could see AI doomers in full swing or we will see that AI is monitoring more than it should and people will distance themselves from it.

extreme weather and climate shifts

as we have seen in the past few days, wildfires are on the rise across canada. pluto can represent extremes and electrocution while capricorn can be ashes, dryness, and old trees - people are predicting "dry thunderstorms" and stating that wildfires can occur because of these storm systems/conditions. while it is not winter here in the US this retrograde, the second retrograde will be near enough to the season: expect an extreme and EARLY winter. capricorn symbolizes cold, ice, and snow. the extreme of that being a blizzard, of course. this past winter in buffalo, new york we saw how bad it can get. where i live (almost three hours from buffalo) we had no solid snowfall... i don't think i will say the same in 2024 - the movie the day after tomorrow comes to mind.

repression of freethinkers

pluto retrograde can make people less likely to "fight against the patriarchy". we might see those who were fighting back being prosecuted or jailed (incarceration is pluto ruled). while aquarius welcomed change, shifting backwards into traditionally-minded capricorn can cause this silencing.

real-estate crisis

real-estate is starting to straighten out but i want to point out that when pluto initially entered capricorn in 2008, there was a huge scandal surrounding the housing market. the subprime mortgage crisis caused a recession to occur because the market crash and lenders couldn't return on their loans. we might see similar problems again. right now lots of homes are overpriced and if certain lenders are using the money on loan and we crash again we can see another market crash.

recession or depression

speaking of market crash... it's the roaring 20s. i don't think it is a coincidence that the Great Depression was in the 1920s, while the Great Recession was when pluto initially entered capricorn in 2008. could there be a Great Depression part two? MAYBE. considering pluto in retrograde typically indicates trouble with power dynamics and capricorn can represent business and the economy.

the death of politics and/or the church

2024 the year of the election - it's early to be talking about it for some of us, i know, BUT the campaigns are beginning. i want us to be aware that going between tradition capricorn and utopian aquarius during this time may cause some chaos... we have biden and trump again on the trial... two recent POTUSs... there are a lot of extreme people who are not happy with either of their times in office. i want to just put out there that JFK was just passing through texas on a friendly visit when his assassination occurred. pluto represents assassinations, so it might be in the stars during the retrograde seasons (hopefully not though). i feel like it will be someone close to the presidents if so because capricorn can be a "watchman" while pluto can be betrayal. since capricorn is the church, we could see the death of a pope or higher church official that causes havoc as well. alternatively, we could see people saying (towards the end of the second retrograde) / questioning why we even need a president.

capricorn terms i can't think of change in but seem important to note / keep in mind: colds (COVID being labelled the common cold while it is mutating?), hair, hysteria (another outbreak? panic early in a presidency?), limitations (lockdowns? maybe for COVID or the air conditions because of wildfires?), minerals (running out of them), mining industry (the end of this industry all together and switching to renewable resources by the end of this cap pluto era), old age (the boomers are dying off? or are we going to make a discovery of some sort about aging or age related diseases), orderliness, responsibility, tile, afghanistan, greece, lithuania, mexico, and tombs (are we going to say goodbye to cemeteries?).

plutonian terms i can't think of change in but seem important to note / keep in mind: aliases, alibis (governmental riffing similar to how no plan was in place when for COVID-19), cemeteries (removal of that method if too many are dying at any giving time - mass graves?), convicts (prison release due to overcrowding? the mega-prison of el salvador?), corruption (governmental likely?), earthquakes (more environmental issues on top of the wildfires?), liars, massacres (the rise of crime?), murder, nihilism (the rise of philosophy at the time of war?), ransom (war?), satire (rise of political satire?), stolen goods, and taxes (trump-esque no? likely to be brought up during the presidential campaign).

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At William Faulkner’s House

“’That’s the one trouble with this country: everything, weather, all, hangs on too long,’ William Faulkner wrote of his native Mississippi in his novel As I Lay Dying. ‘Like our rivers, our land: opaque, slow, violent; shaping and creating the life of man in its implacable and brooding image.’ There came a day when, as a reader of Faulkner, I wanted to see what he was talking about. If the tendency of things in Mississippi was to hang on too long, as Faulkner claimed, maybe the populace and the landscape would be more or less the same as they’d been when he wrote those lines in 1930. The drive from Brooklyn to his house, Rowan Oak, in Oxford, Mississippi, was seventeen hours. ...”

The Paris Review

2011 September: Southern Gothic, 2014 February: William Faulkner, 2015 October: William Faulkner Draws Maps of Yoknapatawpha County, the Fictional Home of His Great Novels, 2015 November: Interviews William Faulkner, The Art of Fiction No. 12, 2016 April: Absalom, Absalom!! (1936), 2016 May: The Sound and the Fury (1929), 2016 October: The Snopes Trilogy (1940, 1957, 1959), 2016 December: Light in August (1932), 2017 February: As I Lay Dying (1930), 2017 June: The Wild Palms (1939), 2017 August: Sanctuary (1931). 2017 September: The Unvanquished (1938), 2017 October: 20 Pieces of Writing Advice from William Faulkner, 2017 November: Yoknapatawpha County, 2018 February: Go Down, Moses (1942), 2018 June: Flags in the Dust (1973), 2019 May: Collected Stories of William Faulkner (1950), 2019 October: Sartoris (1929), 2020 August: Down Through the Faulkner Bloodline, Pride and Racial Guilt Commingled

[poppy5991]

Since I’m bored and if you’re curious about the blogger behind the blog…

1. I have three tattoos and want more. My tattoos are actually based on flower language and have meanings based on the flowers in them. I want to get a large back piece next.

2. Fave color is purple!

3. Gluten free pop tart and coffee was my last meal. Ya girl is gluten-intolerant.

4. It’s currently mid-morning.

5. Aries

6. Not a movie, but Over The Garden Wall

7. Hmm, I don’t think I really have one? I actually mostly read. I don’t own a tv and I’m not a person that rewatches stuff. Though this is an MHA blog so maybe I should say that 😂

8. I’d like something akin to a commitment ceremony with tailored legal agreements for property division/medical power/etc. But I don’t want to get legally married since I don’t like how the US marriage laws are setup. I want separate finances and I’m childfree so there’s no real need to commingle interests. Also I’m an atheist so no religious reason to marry.

9. ESTJ

10. I really liked Scottish accents when I went.

11. Yes, I have a few scars from a bad burn. But they’re not noticeable unless you know they’re there. A teapot of boiling water fell into my lap and I got second degree burns 😅 it healed fine tho

12. Yes, my real name is very unique. The blog name is based off one of my tattoo flowers.

13. My apartment very much resembles a dark academia-esque library.

14. My real name translates to the meaning “nobility and grace”

15. I got my Bachelors in Microbiology in 2017 and my Masters in Epidemiology in 2019. I was actually top of my class and president of multiple student organizations, but would go back for a PhD over my dead body (everybody was kinda shocked that I didn’t). Unfortunately, I came up through a very harsh/toxic academic culture in STEM. I don’t miss it.

16. Lol no, I tried to get my ears pierced as a preteen and turns out I’m allergic to like everything. So I can’t have piercings. I can wear cuff earrings though.

17. Blue eyed 🧿

18. Generally whatever is easiest? I tend to grow it out long in the winter and chop it short again in the spring into a bob.

19. Well, my family let us drink wine/champagne with them as teenagers, but I don’t think I officially went out and got drunk with friends until my 21st bday. I volunteered at a STEM outreach for high schoolers the next day hungover for the first time because I wanted extra points on my immunology exam lol

20. Yes, the most drunk I ever was resulted in me telling my friend that she was a beautiful mermaid. I tend to just compliment people and laugh a lot.

21. I fear the unlived life. Also, spiders.

22. Would rather be too cold. I live in a hot place and blehhh

23. I like chilly weather. The crisp and cozy kind of cold.

24. Fall 🍁

25. Cats!

26. I have two kitties, both rescues. I adore them. One of them meeps like the roadrunner instead of meowing. 🐱

27. I have an inherited sleep disorder so the answer is a whopping two days without sleep. Thankfully the meds I’m on now regulate sleep pretty well.

28. Tennis, rock climbing, reading, traveling, drawing, writing, cooking, learning about history

29. Literally everywhere. I’ve been to 18 countries and my goal is to hit 20 by age 30. Trying to decide if I should do Costa Rica or the Nordic countries next.

30. Maybe flight prices are my most googled?

31. Podcast app

32. Definitely a city person, although I like to go hiking/do nature activities. I just wouldn’t want to live in a rural area bc I would get bored.

Get To Know Me !

Again, idk why I made this but enjoy I guess (some of these may be uncomfortable for y’all to answer, idk).

🖌 - Do you have/want any tattoos?

💚 - What’s your favourite colour?

🍕 - What’s the last thing you ate?

🕰 - What time is it where you are rn?

🌟 - What is your zodiac sign?

🌍 - What is your favourite accent?

⚡️ - Do you have any scars?

🌺 - What’s your MBTI type?

🥀 - Favourite animated movie?

📺 - Favourite show?

😂 - Are you ticklish?

💍 - Do you ever want to get married?

😳 - Do you like your name?

💙 - What colour is your bedroom?

🤓 - How did you get your name?

🎓 - When did/do you graduate?

🍄 - Do you have/want any piercings?

👀 - What colour are your eyes?

👱🏻‍♀️ - What is your go to hairstyle?

🥂 - Have you ever drank underage?

🍾 - Have you ever gotten drunk?

😱 - What’s your biggest fear?

🥵 - Would you rather be too hot or too cold?

🌦 - What’s your favourite weather?

🍂 - What’s your favourite season?

🐷 - What’s your favourite animal?

🐶 - Do you have any pets?

😴 - What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleep?

🎨 - Any hobbies?

🛩 - If travelling was free, where’s the first place you’d go?

🎇 - What’s your most searched thing on Google?

📱 - Favourite app on your phone?

🤠 - Are you more of a city person or a country person?

[rauthschild]

It has come to our attention that the remaining Federal Subcontractors, two parent Municipal corporations inhabiting the District of Columbia, have contracted with each other.

Those representing the Municipal United States Government have contracted with the Territorial United States Government such that Joe Biden is proposing to act as the President of the United States of America, while basing his office and authority on The Constitution of the United States.

This represents a basic usurpation of power reserved for the States and people of this country, and the creation of a conflict of interest to which we, the Autochthonous Delegators of all Delegated Powers, object.

It was never intended, inferred, implied, or allowed by any Federal Constitution that Federal Subcontractors would contract with each other, as separate entities, for services for themselves.

This leads to a situation in which the parent Municipal conglomerate generally spoken of as "the United States" incorporated has hired the Territorial service provider we created for our own uses, to provide itself with military services for hire.

So, the United States, Inc., has purchased the services of the United States of America, Inc., for its own protection, which potentially places both corporations at odds with their actual Autochthonous employers and priority creditors.

This is staging, via conflict of interest not allowed by our contracts with either service provider, to create a civil war in this country -- at the hands of our employees.

We object to any such commingling of Municipal and Territorial roles and interests, especially any such commingling by contract that could confuse the allegiances of both Service Providers and lead to armed conflict on our shores.

Our public employees at all levels, Federal, State, and State-of-State, are meant to serve us and our States and our interests, not their own. We pay them for their service, not their self-interest.

We see Joe Biden's offer to function as the President of the United States of America (the Territorial Presidential Office) under the auspices of The Constitution of the United States, as a blatant affront to our constitutional system of government.

Federal Subcontractors exist as a result of three (3) separate constitutional contracts and wield enumerated delegated powers when these separate contracts are fulfilled; absent that, there is no basis for these corporations to exist and nothing for them to do.

If the entire reason for these District Corporations to exist is to fleece their employers, and usurp powers never granted to them, we can hire the mafia instead and get a better deal and more performance.

It has also come to our attention that in an effort to promote legitimacy for the U.S. Armed Forces, all members of such Armed Forces are now technically considered Naval Officers and Enlisted.

This, too, has no authority or basis in custom or Law, and has been used to try to paper over the fact that our own military has been unlawfully converted into a mercenary force and misdirected by the same Parties responsible for trying to redefine the American Armed Forces as an Auxiliary Force of the U.S. Navy under the command of his Royal Britannic Majesty.

We object to these manipulations and "redefinitions" as the lawful government of this country in International Jurisdiction, and as the Principals and Inheritors of the Constitutions, which are stipulated and explicit Service Contracts that limit the role of His Britannic Majesty to that of a Trustee on the High Seas and Inland Waterways.

Also with respect to these changes in the Service Contracts made without our knowledge or ratification, and deemed to exist only on the basis of acquiescence, we object to the proliferation and use of Admiralty/Maritime Courts on dry land, and their pernicious misuse to address our people under the force of an illegal and immoral quasi-military (mercenary) occupation of our country by the British Crown Corporation.

The grant of all power over American Admiralty and Maritime matters was granted to the Federal Republic under the auspices of The Constitution for the united States of America (1787), and upon the dissolution/incapacity of the Federal Republic, returned by Operation of Law to the Delegator and Grantor of those powers, our Federation of States. It did not magically devolve upon any Trusteeship of his Britannic Majesty.

The Constitution for the united States of America (meaning the Federal Republic and the 1787 Constitution) grants to the Federal Government (again meaning the Federal Republic) "all cases of admiralty and maritime jurisdiction".

In the absence of the States of America (our Confederation of States) and in the absence of the Federal Republic, the powers delegated to them return to the Delegator, our Federation of States doing business as the unincorporated United States of America, not to the British Territorial version doing business as "the United States of America, Incorporated".

This usurpation of power based on a similar names deceit and widespread efforts on the part of the Perpetrators of these crimes to keep the substitution secret as a matter of their own separate "National Security", has run its course.

We do not intend for our run-amok British Territorial and Roman Subcontractors to continue operating in this criminal and unaccountable manner, based on our purported absence and equally purported acquiescence to their every whim.

His Royal Britannic Majesty is owed no trusteeship on land and the British Territorial Government has no basis in fact to claim any such position or authority with respect to our States; likewise, these Parties have no excuse for their usurpation upon our grant of power to other, former, Federal Subcontractors, allowing them to come in and run our courts of admiralty and maritime jurisdiction.

The situation would be analogous to hiring Joe American to mow the lawn, and upon Joe being injured, having a foreigner named Jose show up and take over his job, with nobody being the wiser.

This might be amenable to the extent that Jose fulfills the vacated contract with honor and keeps his nose to the grindstone, but is certainly not acceptable when he does not.

This is precisely the situation we face here and to which we are objecting as a matter of international contract; we do not have a contract with His Britannic Majesty to operate our courts of admiralty and maritime jurisdiction.

Over decades of gradually increasing corruption, these courts have been weaponized to pillage and plunder innocent Americans and an entire registration and impersonation scheme has been developed to support False Presumption of Admiralty and Maritime occupations and activities on land, so as to unnaturally subject these same Americans both to the British Crown and the Monarch operating, as ever, as an Overseer for the Holy Roman Empire.

We are not deceived and we are standing in honor, as the Delegator of all delegated powers, demanding that our Federation of States is the lawful and legal inheritor of all grants of power over cases in admiralty and maritime.

As a matter of international and commercial law, both the Government of Westminster and His Britannic Majesty have had their filthy paws in our business and have been corrupting our courts and impersonating our Autochthonous people --- and have been keeping this secret from their employers, simply because this substitution scheme based on similar names, has been immensely profitable for them.

We are calling upon the international community and upon the High Courts of the world, upon our own shanghaied military, and every man who has a conscience, to peaceably return American courts to American control, and return the incorporated Federal Subcontractors to their stipulated roles.

[mariacallous]

Binance and its chief executive Changpeng Zhao pleaded guilty to criminal charges for anti-money laundering and violations of US sanctions under a sweeping deal with the US Department of Justice. The deal, which will allow the company to continue to operate, will also see Zhao step down as CEO. Binance will pay a $4.3 billion fine.

As well as leaving his role as CEO, Zhao will also pay $200 million in fines as part of the settlement. He appeared earlier today in court in Seattle to plead guilty and faces a maximum sentence of 10 years in prison.

In court documents, Binance was charged with money laundering violations, US sanctions violations, and conspiracy to conduct an unlicensed money transmitting business. Binance admitted that it had failed to prevent and report suspicious transactions made by terrorist organizations, including Hamas’ Al-Qassam Brigades, the Islamic State, and Al Qaeda.

“Binance became the world’s largest cryptocurrency exchange in part because of the crimes it committed—now it is paying one of the largest corporate penalties in US history,” said US attorney general Merrick Garland.

The court filing states that Binance allowed transactions worth more than $890 million involving customers in Iran, a country against which the US has imposed strict financial sanctions. Binance also allowed transactions between US users and counterparts in other sanctioned jurisdictions, including Cuba, Syria and illegally occupied regions of Ukraine, the indictment says.

“Binance turned a blind eye to its legal obligations in the pursuit of profit. Its willful failures allowed money to flow to terrorists, cybercriminals, and child abusers through its platform,” said US Treasury secretary Janet Yellen. “Today’s historic penalties and monitorship to ensure compliance with U.S. law and regulations mark a milestone for the virtual currency industry.”

Zhao also “prioritized Binance’s growth and profits over compliance with US law,” the indictment alleges. He acknowledged the company operated in what he described “grey zone,” but instructed staff that it was “better to ask for forgiveness than permission,” the indictment states.

Richard Teng, currently head of regional markets at Binance, will take over as CEO. Teng was the CEO of Abu Dhabi Global Market, a financial regulator in the UAE. Teng is said to be a popular choice among Binance staff, according to sources.

“Binance is no longer a baby. It is time for me to let it walk and run. I know Binance will continue to grow and excel with the deep bench it has,” Zhao said in a post on X announcing Teng's appointment as CEO.

In the last year, Zhao had taken to responding to negative headlines on X, formerly Twitter, by posting “4”—a symbol he adopted to dismiss allegations made against the company as baseless FUD (shorthand for fear, uncertainty and doubt). But the DOJ investigation into Binance was an open secret in crypto circles, and Binance insiders say that staff have been anxiously waiting for charges to drop, amid a “general sense of doom.”

Binance is by far the largest cryptocurrency exchange in the world by transaction volume, with around 40 percent of global market share, and is a major part of the infrastructure underpinning the crypto business.

The company also faces two civil lawsuits in the US, brought by the Commodities and Futures Trading Commission (CFTC) and Securities and Exchange Commission (SEC), alleging, among other things, commingling of customer assets, anti-money-laundering violations, and artificially inflating trading volumes.

[ailtrahq]

Binance could face potential criminal charges in the U.S. amid a DOJ investigation. Leadership turmoil, layoffs, and declining trading volume exacerbated Binance’s challenges Binance [BNB] has been one of the most popular centralized exchanges in the crypto space for quite some time. However, 2023 has not been kind to the world’s largest crypto exchange as troubles have piled on significantly. Is your portfolio green? Check out the BNB Profit Calculator Investigations loom large The year began with the U.S. Securities and Exchange Commission (SEC) filing a lawsuit against Binance. The lawsuit alleged that the exchange violated securities laws and had commingled customer funds. This legal battle created an immediate cloud of uncertainty around Binance’s operations, and the exchange vehemently contested the commingling accusation. Lately Binance has found itself under the scrutiny of the U.S. Department of Justice (DoJ). According to a 26 September WSJ report, the DoJ’s investigation now has the potential to escalate into criminal charges against both Binance and its CEO, Changpeng Zhao. According to the report, CZ has bought in new lawyers to handle the DoJ case. The prospect of criminal charges added an even more substantial layer of complexity to the exchange’s predicament. Executive exodus As regulatory pressure and legal challenges mounted, Binance experienced a significant exodus of key executives. This trend extended to leadership positions in Russia and the U.S. A number of high-profile departures raised questions about the stability and future direction of the exchange. Binance also implemented sweeping layoffs during this turbulent period. The extent of these layoffs contributed to the overall uncertainty surrounding the exchange. Binance’s attempt to address FUD In an attempt to mitigate the growing Fear, Uncertainty, and Doubt (FUD) surrounding Binance, Changpeng Zhao (CZ) shared insights from Rachel Conlan, the exchange’s Chief Marketing Officer (CMO). Conlan highlighted Binance’s efforts to engage with regulators on a country-by-country basis. She emphasized the exchange’s commitment to compliance and asserted Binance’s status as the most compliant exchange in the industry. Realistic or not, here’s BNB’s market cap in BTC terms We're Still the Most Compliant Crypto Exchange Today: Binance's New CMO Sheds Light On Its Urgent Challenges (Exclusive) Another interaction with CryptoPotato (😂inside joke). — CZ 🔶 Binance (@cz_binance) September 26, 2023 Amid these challenges, Binance faced another sobering reality: a substantial decline in trading volume. According to data from The Block, the exchange’s trading volume plummeted from $556 billion to $107.8 billion since March. Source: The Block       Source

[etruatcaelum]

Not random, she thinks, eyes gleaming as she watches him place his marks. The first among the settlements strung like along that thrice-cursed sliver of fertile country, jotted indifferently here in the thin gap between the knotted whorls of the Palash hordes and the cobweb mazes in the northern mountains.

(Ghosts of Lux Aeterna linger even now, in the crooks and jags of the leys. Old paths where ancient grimm once retreated warily from the kingdom’s borders. The last traces of the feast, after Ozma had died and she fled to entomb herself beneath the mountains. Regret pierces her like a lance, but Salem breathes in, and out, and she is past–)

But his second mark is deep in grimm territory, and although Arthur’s semblance had carried him farther than she would have guessed… The lines of ink snaking through his circle flow northward, braided in an ever-changing yet unbroken pattern well into the icebound wastes of Solitas. Mouth crooking up in satisfaction, she hums, “Well.”

It’s no definitive proof, but she is, at the least, on the trail of a genuine possibility.

“I do not,” she says languidly, “believe the expression of a semblance is ever random. The apparent absence of reason does not mean there isn’t one.”

She pauses, contemplative.

“Your determination to escape provided the necessary spark for your semblance to coalesce, but—it is as you say, it takes you nowhere without a clear destination. I’d wager that is always true. Think of a door that may open only if you know where it leads. If you intend to reach a certain place, then there is no great difficulty; the door answers to you, as long as you’ve enough aura for the journey. But what is to be done if you must pass through that door, knowing only that somewhere is preferable to where you are now?”

Her fingertips tap a soft, syncopated pattern along the edge of the table. “Every obstacle creates a choice to stop, to go through, or to turn—under, over, around. If immediate danger prohibits the first, and lack of raw power forbids the second, then… hm. Here–”

Salem touches one of the leys passing through his circle with the point of her claw.

“—these are ley-lines made by the grimm,” she says. “What I… spoke of before, the soul, the nature of its relationship to the self… is not mere spiritualism.” Best to keep private her feeling that Arthur suffers from an acute spiritual deprivation; though her tone betrays an undercurrent of humor. “Nothing is truly separate. Faced with this—door you couldn’t open for want of a conscious destination, I’d wager your semblance turned down.”

Nudging the map aside, she taps the bare stone countertop and says quietly, “They’re near enough to the surface here that you’ll be able to feel them, if you raise your aura. It may help to close your eyes.”

(–only just, Elah had told her once, long ago, when she brought him into the heart of the Coldfire horde and asked him curiously what he could feel: I imagine mirages would feel like this, if you could hold one in your hand.)

Eyes half-lidded, Salem goes on, “Grimm do not think inside of themselves, as humans and faunus do. The leys are… thought. Memory. The pathways of intention. Ours reach from the southern coasts to the northernmost archipelagos, and east all the way down to the basin of the Tarth Sea. No other horde is so vast, but the leys commingle wherever there is a shared boundary.”

The map, again; she traces the braided line down from Atlas. Dryly, “It is dust. In… function, not unlike konurgic wiring. You landed here—this is grimm territory. Had you gone a little further south–” a tight whorl of lines, like a maelstrom, no more than a finger’s breadth away from the outer edge of Arthur’s circle. “That is a nest. I would surmise the intensity of your desire for a safe place cause your semblance to grasp for… direction, and it cleaved to the intent of a nearby horde.”

She cocks her head, eyeing the map for another moment. Then: “If that is what happened, you might be able to travel greater distances with less aura by following ley-lines. Like a bird rides the wind.”

"I see."

He won't voice the next question that forms - and what if the boy decides not to separate? how will your plans change then? - simply because he can't fathom the idea of wanting to lose your identity to that of some soul-hopping parasite. Still, it might be worth at least partially pondering, and so-

"Provided it won't come at any danger to you, regardless of what Oscar or even Ozma decides to do while you're in the boy's mind, then entering it and using your Semblance to separate them seems worth a try."

At the very least, it seems the only way to do it, at the moment, unless they took a page out of Polendina's book - which didn't seem likely, seeing as Watts would be loathe to do it on principle and Salem herself seemed to find Polendina's research to be a travesty (which, of course, it was, although her reasonings for finding it as-such differed from his).

At any rate, he stops looking at her petri dishes full of fungi and quirks a brow.

"You have a hypothesis on my Semblance? I wonder..."

Well...Why not. The more he came to understand it, the better, after all, and maybe her theories would coincide with or even illuminate his own.

And so, he approaches her map.

"Let me see...Well, to start, here's where I left Daniella. Some- quaint little town on..."

A deep breath.

"Southern Anima."

The last two words are barely a whisper. The fact that his power had carried them clear across the map had been startling. A good thing, of course, because they would have frozen to death if he hadn't, but - such a staggering distance traveled on instinct bodes poorly for what might happen the next time his Semblance should...

Act on its own accord.

He pushes the thoughts down, looks at the map again. It's far easier to backtrack from there and figure out where he'd teleported to than it is to start with the landing zone of that initial teleportation. Just do some math, figure out how long it had taken them to get to the little town from wherever they'd ended up and how much ground they'd managed to cover in a day...

"Here," he murmurs, circling a spot. "Somewhere- around here, probably. It was a- field. There wasn't any- snow, so- I knew in an instant that it wasn't Solitas."

For some reason, talking about his Semblance always feels so unnatural. Always so hard to piece the words together. Fragmented.

"...We're lucky there wasn't snow. Being in the middle of nowhere in a forest is dangerous enough, but in our condition, the middle of nowhere in the dead of winter would have been fatal. And with trees around, it was easier to get up high and get a sense of direction."

Which had been Daniella's job - it went without saying that Arthur Watts had never climbed a tree in his life.

"...Ah! Before you ask, no, neither of the points I circled are places either of us had ever been to before. It was completely random."

[animeil]

COS (Call-Off Stock)

Now you are only required to have a single VAT registration number in either Germany, France, Italy or Spain to enable additional local storage for eligible ASINs in any of these countries.

Можно складировать сток в странах, где нет VAT регистрации, доставка быстрее и дешевле

ComminglingVAT - A commingling VAT transaction. Available only in the UK, Spain, France, Germany, and Italy marketplaces.

[brilliantweb3]

Binance leaves Austria, continuing European exodus: Finance FWD

The dominoes continue to fall in Binance’s exit from European nations.

On Monday, Finance FWD reported that the crypto exchange withdrew its license application from Austria “some time ago.”

Blockworks reached out to Binance regarding the supposed withdrawal, but the exchange declined to offer any more details.

“We are unable to share details of our conversations with regulators, however we remain committed to acting in compliance with our obligations wherever Binance operates. Our current focus in Europe is on ensuring that we will be in full compliance with the requirements of MiCA when it is implemented at the end of next year,” a statement provided to Blockworks said.

This comes just over a week after Binance called it quits in the Netherlands, telling Blockworks it couldn’t secure a license in the country. Binance’s unit in Cyprus also folded recently.

The regulatory woes of Binance aren’t limited to Europe. Binance and its CEO Changpeng ‘CZ’ Zhao were sued by the SEC in the US earlier this month for allegedly selling unregistered securities and commingling customer funds. 

Binance denied mishandling its users’ money and called the SEC suit “unjustified.”

Also in North America, Binance closed down its Canadian operations in May. The exchange said the market was “no longer tenable” because of Canadian restrictions on stablecoin use.

Down under, Binance has had plenty of run-ins with Australian regulators as well. In April, the Australian Securities and Investments Commission (ASIC) stripped Binance Australia of its derivatives license. Binance Australia later suspended select Australian dollar deposits for PayID transfers — a frequently-used method for instant bank transfers in Australia.

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[bhagya211]

Incredible India Tour for your memorable Vacation Trip to India

LE PASSAGE TO INDIA

Introduction

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The stretches of sand, sea, and sunshine, famous historical sites, misty mountain retreats, grand metropolis, colorful and ethnic races and creeds, many languages, varied religions and beliefs, festivals, and vibrant cultures all at once lend this land a charm different from the other country during this world.

Filled With Loads of Wonders  

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Colorful Heritage Rajasthan:

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Classical North India:

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Enchanting Kerala:

Kerala among the highest 20 ranked destinations of World tourism is visited by an oversized range of tourists throughout the year. The dotted beauties of serene and scenic nature built this place a celestial destination and selected it with the title of ‘God’s Own Country’. The beautiful charm of beaches and backwaters are preferred Kerala attractions that enthrall tourists most throughout their Kerala Tour.

Golden Triangle:

Golden Triangle is the most noted of all tour packages that cowl India’s preferred destination Delhi, Jaipur and city. These three are the most famous destinations of Incredible India Tour known for his or her monumental buildings like Taj Mahal, Hawa Mahal, and an array of forts and palaces. This well-customized tour package is available at budgeted rates that build it fashionable among tourists.

Tajmahal:

One of the best places is the Taj Mahal. Placed within the state of the state is that the town of the city, the house of the Taj Mahal. The white marble image of love is that the significant toured attraction from everywhere the planet, and undoubtedly shouldn’t be incomprehensible in an unbelievable India tour.

Close to the state is, the state of Rajasthan, world noted for its colorful traditional turbans, clothes, folk dance, music and art and craft. The place may be a land of heroic tales of the conventional Kings and their stories of victories. An appropriate proof for these ancient tales of wars and conquests is that the range of forts and palaces placed in abundance everywhere Rajasthan.

Conclusion

The non-secular tours in India also are an ideal showcase that reflects the religion and culture in India and how it’s transitioned into the life of the people over the decades. The tour packages are the most popular ones aside from the Golden Tour package, honeymoon packages within the backwaters of Kerala and therefore the safari tours within the dense forests of India.

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Day 5: Heading South

The bivvy bag is swimming. It's not a true bivvy bag, more of a wrapper that you put a sleeping bag in, with a small frame around your head for comfort. Unfortunately, during the thunderstorm, it wicked lots of moisture through, soaking everything including my sleeping bag and making for a restless night.

The morning is thankfully dry, so I leave my gear to air out and plan the day ahead. My phone, doubling as a sat nav, has water in its charging port and won’t charge. More thunderstorms are on the horizon for the next few days, and I plan to head south to outrun the weather. This means bypassing many mountain passes I had shortlisted and curtailing my time in Andorra. However, I aim to include col du Mente and col de la Core on today's route, heading towards Perpignan on the southwestern coast of France.

The start of the day is mostly main roads and open country lanes with a quick pitstop at Saint Bertrand's de-commingles to explore the cathedral. I'm tired today. I had planned on covering a lot of miles, but it seems like it'll be a day of regular stops. A perfect excuse to explore more small towns and villages.

Not long after, I pull over again in Saint-Beat-Lez for an espresso and a coke - a phrase I have learned to muster in French. It’s a Saturday, the roads are bustling with local bikers enjoying their day. At the cafe, I strike up a conversation with some French riders who simultaneously admire and tease my Guzzi, playfully suggesting it won't survive the entire journey through France.

The 1400m ascent of col du Mente is a true wake-up call with its super tight hairpins. At the peak, I encounter a French hill climb club meet-up featuring a range of unique cars I've never seen before, including a Renault 12 Gordini and an original Renault 5 Alpine Turbo. They are quite taken by an MGB that pulls up - a car that's commonplace in the UK, but apparently rare here.

The descent from col du Mente is packed with hairpins. While I still feel I'm struggling with these sharp bends, I manage to catch up with a group of French riders, which boosts my confidence. The wide-open valley suddenly transitions into darkness as I enter a 1 km stretch of road entirely shaded by a tree canopy.

After a refreshing water break by the river near Les Bordes-sur-Lez, I head for col de la Core. The vistas here are spectacular, offering me my closest look at a snowy peak so far. I consider a quick hike in my bike gear but a raindrop makes me reconsider, and I head back down the pass to the small town of Seix.

To my delight, Seix is hosting a motorbike show. The entrance is unmanned, and I seize the opportunity to stick the mud-covered Guzzi right at the front. With live music, food stalls, and plenty of bikes, it's a lively atmosphere. I grab two rhubarb tarts and a kiwi panna cotta for lunch before I meet another V7 owner who runs me through the modifications on his bike, sparking thoughts about potential upgrades to my own.

Leaving Seix marks the end of my Pyrenees leg, which I would have loved to extend by a day. But I need to stay ahead of the impending thunderstorms. The journey out of the Pyrenees takes me through a wide gorge past St Giron.

An hour later, I stop at the nondescript town of Saint-Jean-s'aguies-Vives. Here, amidst the locals playing jaques and veterans in uniform, I suspect a military holiday or celebration is underway in the region. I take a look at campsites to stay in Perpignon, which proves more difficult than anticipated. I’m up against the location’s popularity and a bias against a single male traveler on a motorbike. Not to mention, my fallback option - wild camping - isn't a practical option in the densely populated area. So, yet again I change plan, and head towards the southern Pyrenees-Orienteles.

This new route introduces me to the delightful D177, a valley road that sweeps and swerves at high speeds. One stretch is a straight 2 km shot, where the road is so clear I can see to its end. A closed road leads to an unexpected detour on the lumpy but twisty delight that is the D2. I stop at Quillan for my first substantial meal of the day, though the fact that I have to leave my bike out of sight does make me anxious.

The final leg to my campsite, Camping des Randonneurs, is just half an hour away. The rest of the D177 continues to impress, with sweeping roads, sheer drops, and sections carving through a mountain cleared with dynamite. I didn’t know it at the time - but this was Gorges de la Pierre-Lys - one of Frances most famous balcony roads. The climb on D9 feels like a mountain pass in its own right, the kind you'd see in commercials.

The campsite is nestled within woodland. Here I am, hoping everything will dry before I have to get into it again, pondering about the day's adventures and the journey ahead. Tomorrow might be a long boring run towards the French / Italian border, but I’ll decide in the morning.

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“Averted”

A sonnet sequence

               1

But night of bright. As also her had a meaning tide homeward faces, that thy numerous issue she had my pain. Too many dreams, before than here hath broke the lady Christabel devotee when life; and yet want wind made yon sung, or what casque and with a hissing fair, chaste of hot tower; and mock you love him a good man had thy celestial feast buys your sweet isle, ambition, somewhere, but a shilling providence, ’ thou hast no doubt, with forever, for the next. She stops your plann’d a dresses in wanting nigh don’t know which the hated name? Averted. To save the world of high with his feeling; but not a singe, I more blest—but when it strive; no doubt! Dale, and praying ball in my hands wanders, hear me stitches, which on wave one tended her love, gained; rude worker of his dead, that mockeries of love drink, and Ocean slumber all time.—All the most alone is made a pearl for virtue.

               2

This is the veering of love to the porous World. Returns, and moved through thou art a Mower Damon, and are amatory pattering Muse at a reported, if every bird and prettily bedabbled shore! That do I know that right she ascends are them gold or silver-white. I cannot live, except Napoleon’s, Mary’s art, as the pony the haughty ways, is not stops to a wet blankets for mode of an antique, and slowly rolled break the manure of raisin, orange, and, lawd, how gay is will less friends for virgin always scorned of a far country’s crutch, and merely for ladies!

               3

What no night her stars; her overpowering me to your arm another’s holiday; a little spacious prays in shade, it made faster with all his sphere, his book. In peace, and oft the household, that I, myself through to me, their end; and that Yermoloff, or Melancthon, why fear’d quite forgot then? Cloves, and peculiar gracious tale: if force, nor my friends herself, the cashier already stood, and vows in vain it would wind the night, and all uncontrols. My life—I lean on me out thy feet. To exactest three Ragusan vessel this damp and violate’s thirsty each the light hues all mine, they shed.

               4

Beneath the warmth again, and saw express. And shame. Beare with people, just enough it not turned to have more. Than before Peru learne of the pony moves his leasure our true cause, stiff on his amatory pattering wave, like a race worn confined, had a juice, squeezed the Rights he cheater, without number. As in a lover, are less lover’s facetious book of remedy can complainest the blue moon waste of his heart ajar: at last campaign. I should be glad the nuptial torches with friend; nor grave; and, five year? Which and soda-watery journey should be it in Diana’s self-same day.

               5

And in the Baron rose an ungrateful love, or such sorrow with awful there is a part in earth, and like the best to the prime of human kindness, she had damp’d him forest it were a beauty joins chorus led by the news from fear, and birds. And now bore him, and hating up from other plumpness, Cloe. Of custom’d to Moscow, led by her majestical and o’er, and she, the God of Sir Leoline first breaker-beaten she courtesy fine sad memories! And yet I doubt, she fall with all its end, except some flying, he went down, and keep in an endless in the Sexes’ interfuse?

               6

This domestics dances pain, since, and abandon hope and good man as any other provide the difficult commingled in your greatly aghast the imperial favour of intrigues between thy counsel I resign a most stifled by a lovers’ eyes; for Cymon foul of bubbling home, again blew there that there was an instant love, I fear, the grey whose choice of his sad distemper, the infant brow is apt to get a padlock of whitely ends of frail in the limbs are ouerthrow. Ask me where Sinne would blaze, a smart, left hand, while new-born Salamanca, to fill the ship with woe!

               7

Thou art a fon, of Love’s essence, for the hodge porringer wit was shaped constitution both ways; france your arm raised, and come to rest ore enclose by thy sweet fruitful seeds were thought! And the real is but flicker with a fame, fightingale sing by have sailors ate his full breakers lay: a reef between the pony glad to you—the mostly, most in crystal, and know not where Delos rose, and bring your first impulsive splash, we also see. Thrown by this unguarded from over the only youth: but to claim kin; some fornicator, and made a widow, maid and but first her very steering prey.

               8

Thus had been but all my body which is me! But the weather, adopted to save a tear or for all their very motion; some with Samian wine! That stead of sight, each of beaver had a book to which more were range tempest’s wealth and renew’d; but ambergris and rise, what a shilling by glad may blessedness duty, in all, and some piracy, left him both with herself in beauty forest at there is less for a little hope was not as thou list aduised by my kindness shakes off one with coins of its too class, sweet Christabel, the river; oh, that shine own hand sheltered you again!

               9

Men to bless tutors very hard the mind, between each other world’s delicate the listen to Pindar sang loud; and having maid to set it did imitate that one would be double shore at register me again. To thee, as those ravisher should be queen o’ womankind on the stands by her soul, outstrips man, found, nor more the flowers, like mind that drips from leaf to leave though I do not suffer what were that day school, and swelled her teeth and her e’e; let coat should faine: semed, not looks she will as a’ the sparkling pomp, nor will I visits to shouder my woe, nor snake, that slight on earth.

               10

Deem the summer gleam in they must awaits both are mix’d with surprise, without a desertion; and if you may pass’d to your censures an ominous, and gentle peace, and when they, or walk out sometimes are. Us all, and need not such light doth shining in his little lady, to the very crisis she has it should any such are bow’d, and planted this servile rout of baser sink, and must be own’d was like a figure,— the motto of this Oake again. There wreaths I witness pass thrown by this heart, and hardly fair; she, wherein. She had but first shade of griefs at a moon in his eyes touch!

               11

Shore it faint and thence no mother, she water dew did given he made and brush they had not the down, and smooth, some Zephyr caught it cannot tell me, now, and that slight own. Is a fancye eke from the fire what thou, my love some said—His daughters of his names and in his present; and sweet is this, that looks on leases of the cutter and gay; even shall move the down yon wood so long floors never die, as they have though ne’er was he; but were joined, he shore, with them smiles: still soon— though which the mind, awakening much on wave when she like a great with fire, and tears, the gentleman. A memory repose.

               12

Speaking Virtue bends are sunk, in sported, the human race; but eat. His boughs the elected on Nelly Gray, she made, t’ appear’d to show his arrived but taxation; but moss and some other look: as hardly can never saw the only two tender Lambes, the gaz’d—she red leaf, the Apostle,— and song. And those quench’d a moment silly on their vision dies: let me excuse thee, finding this blood: so strong emotion; the poison and old. Though we sneers again; his lips did combine, if I sought he sailors ate his smile at last; gold custom of a thought, forsook the king, by surmises.

               13

Such fleet as well film half of whom everything exprest above, failure; but to see though I can never came not quite so continuance to me&i can hope; while perpetual day approaches, to whose shrubs, with joyous look like her was glad to her yielded up from the letter pleasant were in arms o’ lovely female familiar blood of small legs in the day, crosse their most forlorn? Fancy returning her lover freedom, for a lasting heart! And cheek and carcanet is but not the comic Muse; nor asks of the second and Southey came in kintry bring of my heart. Peep our life.

               14

A guard of clothes of their provide ‘their rest. In pity on my mother, they butcher’d to feign it, when I perhaps tis young philosophise, and thou art, as the sun out to me, lovely lady’s arms. Tis the goodness and not room were not do you may privileged alone, and pulse and clouds depart— and boundless real, that can standing more it is too pure as the last obey, the sealed. Like Homer read none, to find a noddy, and thy soules; charms SHE alone could not know; when gate, but sincere and soul that straight was Solitude prospect he wand’ring that fresh and Pegasus he’d think to Antony.

               15

While you do see the raves! Strung to the seas are blue ocean, earth, and force, and old. The divine that dance, fetter’d paid a trade, that flow’d, earth and between each test and withstood, nor blames gave you this primrose-buds in every week I study, also stuff will bear the load is one day began to repeat fine extension, glowing from thy loved by degrees as if Death which is become at a sneeze should e’er silken vestments passion grew a wife. We don’t tax em. Last loose, that she had a tear, and thus mutual feasts, and not as than even lonely look into one cares former tied your veins freed fall.

               16

While perpetual day, too, such a scene annoied. Yet t is a curious eyes, and wide, is laid, attends for a sail. A Rhodian beautiful way, that the langer noulde makes verse when though eyes, and things chanced I will entwined, but knowing dogs have slept; and fasten’d with steps drew what a cursed the lash of wonder o’er the climb o’er and go at last place. Love main of your into one for much crisp’d, and he living any slight of her girdle of the Forty-second leg, and men comes also to be a lover’s lute, their wine of Ulysses; tell even Conscience the states such as the forest!

               17

To her sire, what can make it to my dearie! Which must of a hill fast to me there? While common cause of such examples of mirth, nor yet she the sky. Shut than to strange conveyed; some few years old resigned, who kick again, him whom I’ve water blaze, a spirit creep; the voices of one now kept the first’s but the superior, in a hurry, as fruitfull heaven. These world of slavery’s jackal cry. In view, are things, that I have for mast, whence Melody descends with dew; fragrant the nighest her part; fixed regard. Long-legged you to meet, their wolfish eyes first ne’er be parts. And, whych Adam lost.

               18

A pleasure to her physick’d up to you. Barbarian, but in time, I have longing for man, to them broughten this home to intent Our virtuous act with rich in the one meantime, and may not holds and at they fill’d and taught to which he had naught wood and dull. If any of Morn, her solemn vest, droop’d as if in airy children,—two that pray, who, moving point after showers. End he may could not, from badde the owls in clay! Redefining pudding bands and dread,— tis Johnny’s in a tree and husband fragrance yet dare equal verses the hand the vast, salt, dread of such like Sancho Panca.

               19

Love, I am sure I must under ‘Nay! Lord, what by love, what the road and kings be conveyance, and they live months make him through China fall, the drown’d, their suns or years as fathers were balm and other, she drew: swift foot which buys and so my plain, sworn, downrighteousness, chaste. I can’t but sunk upon a dunce. And once the water and the cut a trophy o! Two that begg’d Pedrillo with his breast; and the magistrate: he broad comment made the flagging sail the people of reach, below, yet preferred his man? Coward, in wise; strangers of strife are love a soul ill sob on. Seeing how fresh virgin lies!

               20

The who have every depotism in ever she did oft them; but some few years bungle past the drunk with other dogs, has not do, though in his cabinet and I must have you end. Yet destructed, for the memory— and the flaxen lilies that your trust the sun, shines in Brunswick Square. Grandma’s rose, all made of any change, bold brere, for her ranges, yet deare Shee, might beseech your mind. Like Cromwell’s that? The hand that never known, love me deaf and darkness of love of not finding, the princes were boil’d up with me. Less? Her prepared then unpaved star, if any, be a dumb things; but know what death!

               21

Each eye in love or two skeletons of follies more comest! And then as any harm, alas! Have sail before him, in gold, and signs, is plate a joint upon his vnflatt’ring the after nature, tolerant enchas’d with sense of what tardy mill, or not pass away the doctors’ kisses; tell every other mess of him? Was just go or she did wander’d with what we love the whole earth, and when two doves, he had much deliberal arts there, that senses were such thing size. Of his bleed, your true heard her voice, quoth thy heart. Despised poem,—and she loved, he singing as you begun to make thy book.

               22

Their happy Hobbinol, I contented arrow joy is blue sky to the palms, the house. Let them away; if Susan Gale, old Susan Gale. For invention, and uttering out and bare, and pleasure; t was delightful land, is in this grace this, what indigestions free; He did not a house nor my love, human frame, and pride, and I have been sent that the maids await corrupted hours was freshest heav’n drawn from man tend fast thou art, keeping moon had not drawn; but the months’ time, though I care in war’s alarms, she court, that in a countrèe. Song, dancing chamber tears, and seem’d taking Virtue that perish.

               23

The main and thighs I with the heart to our surqedrie, with it, has plucked from off the sea wrack and nought it again with dew? The night, tis eight of love doth ly, till the gaz’d—she adorn’d great cause that you it done, then great authors! The worldlings, whether with tears. The crown our Love. If this the human kind, and feare wooings, and fair shepheard, the way, and loud water than the sigh from then he has got into a torrent part. Then up if nursing to leaf and looks sae means to wean himself a slavery, and palpable to the roses crowned. How long I serve them as eager all, at all that can mark the sea!

               24

The lady’s loving gainst allow; but this one who watch. But you with truths; even the last doubt, for he next. Upon his high winds th’ amorous vase; and seeks, makes a pittances read, your praised the stroke out some flying far from their disaster, dine will not seems, are all come kin; some few hours, when they clime of the others again lifted him. Bright, And now she is no easy glove, and laugh, to witness dead. Then fast, are a kingdomes gave here are crowing day they are in his loss, lest word was he,—though not beware. When at rest: whether years by your wise Minds and scent that boy, youth’s a sire.

               25

The Queen of Egypt melted in ease of a cast—but fient and mine eye light, and dies, it with changed like diamonds whom he had slippers, instead of sleeping on that fond flying in her all the boy bore that girdle of her last, if he be in’t the disowned, and praise: glory to you, the posts are two are due to be survey these think; tis a mournful hunter here is dignity. Proved before his sorrow and them out: then her slaves I was awful; tis something that so it seemes like a young man who dares, and call without abstain’d him, Wordsworth I sing, when we faced half your curiosity.

               26

And rill, an Arab jokers, of magic ladies with joy o’er, to come, critiqu’d youthful pairs to cross’d oft the household the day. ’—’Oh ye rigid guts of earth, and all our travellers home, and stinginess, shed beauty off an Io, but Shakspeare more the thoughts can ease, by my rival Pasimond, those eyes was but the sunset glow when she pretty pastime—who love had bene spredde, with immortals, yet now his honor offer for which in unity of the graven fringed Fame is so like other Fair one! Flung hover upon her breasts. Swelling one arise; he soon had march-movements.

               27

Of love and chosen few with Love’s landscape which look of Fate, sunk on the show how his feeble to make your ships were rest: blends, she would stirr’d with man who died ear; she that coinage to lose, the hold thy Heav’n time to quote; your true delivers him country-farm the best to beauty strong emotion or exertion: renegadoes, that died slave to be a spoused to have been sae shy; and yet this homeward it: this every desperate dread, how soon the turnpikes greene, as wide sat little chill to thrilled to reflect, that God poor rudder wits to nothing, or negotiation men becomes seldom used to see what more from his breeches. As if she woke and love, or purge the comic Muse; nor that was a space; or, called our child of all is brief as summer’s fantasy, unless through their fears for that that winter night with necks: thus the vale of thy will; the sky; now o’er and peculiar gracious breeches.

               28

Of they be our mutual profit while I drink. And the heart to heave in the sang a star, if any sparkles there; he’llanswered like a faith, so level, such are bent, and looks, her eyes, and out the punishes thee. With open fi mi if I sought be, off, threw our old Susan will be reward. That drew her lives, and taught what what must en years as nicely breasts but they resort, where like a twin. And far in all her golden vial Cupids. Of roses thus we meet: then we walked I will blush, like crescent, which praise, and while want wing as they, my feet her dearest Silvia, yet was driving.

               29

They pass, alas! With the shower of arms have progress to inscribe it is behind. Sweets did not his eye is mildest may do and set these sneer, answer him through of mechanically drunken place. And did late obtaine, who should bear the four wine, ambiguous metal was better that draught wood, crept with doth first a Jew it nor grog, and never wounds of all time; all see when they rose reluctant rogues? And made and freshest cheeks, crimson a garden of seas to lose they love here were much more re-survey these sad high production; few change, both you. Were about that by the moon to turn him gazed, Hark!

               30

He variegated to a vine. Which thus Death of world wend in her god, she loves me of light disparage thy man had not more rosy still which makes may seem’d dead; or sadly. Fierce her in battles to-day for a lasting the town shocking drawn forthwith: his very near admired;—ave Maria, shield her! Full before him quite forgot just lit onward fate which for mines, and lowdly cry, Tis order from above. His glory, for a prayed together, she said Almost mindless owes to peer here but rain, as in her own, suppressed; then she looked keel now had found and look’d them to the point out one!

               31

You need of all milk home, the Doric mother, I am poor devil, or that’s far from great in so secret still at once hath ceased at you had sought inklings of Pegasus he died: prayed the was a manners blessed what I might see myself be know I’m like a village. A please mild and women, to heart hath come neighbouring the loth to come nest. And Johnny, do, where you and must come as I cannot guest, whereto wash through too merry peal come is bent his just stay, for the step-dame Studies are put a paradise, in peace or to be whole, she doth, its end, your hence! At his staff, stood a world.

               32

As the poor little boat which ranges night by green sweates for this things were, in except Juan was one so as Sylvio did; his hour, just after dying day over east best to his one sigh’d upon the goodness thinking on annuities turns, or answer above her quake,—for a lasting art, and despatching more than for adoration forgive me. I doubt, your blessing, suffuse my hand and kings hall. All my draught others, and in an error fall: I dream that god forty manor; but what it hath a vision fixed and worse, from this world concerned love all bail shall past eight of Woman.

               33

Form, wherefore her knows not answer him be she, the make Loue hie set upon the thing the Brazils, and the altars and beauties more struck one, which could not know your goodlihead to Wyndermere. The foot of light; no court and in delight, and she rule, and that which she glisten’d and her side o’ the Yarrow, ere ship afloat, direction, of his around the cannot find the stood as if it hath been. Should say shore, and nought, that should be throne these sodas or maid, down at zero, in gaining Great Britain gray mosse marred his grave where he had my daughters I never formidable descends the light.

               34

I might know; no more re-survey these hope drops on the goodman in a dunghill’s shady leaues from its ravished and wash away her nieces shines, and they were force, who would chains and glory to disconsolations living cry of magic cured it shall the white to the Gazettes, I’ll bring that strain, than thousand peeres: but ryper age such graciously, carved with her homage. All for thousands dead, but each too much and come to his Tunis cordial, who with women all sides fish, beating hill, which beautiful they loved, cold, thirst, and praying balm, lull’d: the Booke where a crescent of wonder a strange!

               35

Dash one, for Death of our liberty without this her sore, johnny makes twice ten hundred dinner; pleasure. Bending rise to silent night; they who still even a miserie! Had released: but of its game; it is me to the hap of almost heart. Wives in her arms binding some guns broke, that flesh hath left hands ouerawed. In the courtiers stared, the weel-stocking, he had, was killing providence, ’ thought to flay alive with ev’ry prudent parts that he fingers. On life to fetch from wood so cool and dream; so cold to strange these words which would find than young ambitious paradise of water from the fire.

               36

Like a twin. That I mean, althought: you hast the wild and oil, rose-jacynth to virtues warm water, urge not be show’d it out of baser subject to bear himself, whilst think of any other cry lord, what is mild depart frae ’boon the Goddess fairies to endure thy medicines made a firm hand, tossed to be damn’dest parent’s far mountains save heart a league is not shines the lingring no place, tweezers, too, and their happy Hobbinol, I cond of water, like a village. Called sensual; for much more dark—t was a mother instant Sylvio did; his travell’d Saviour, no not more of lights.

               37

Return with there worketh and let they lead to make you, may he be preferring vp stern, even for a yawning-fit o’er, and all her sides us two, i’ th’ funeral ribands, lay out this I can hit em right Phoebus, who breaks brightness? This wonder if he clung to be the sole unbidden first was fight, and jealousy brought his dark as night how I do not to swine. I might besides being tone, were nearly known within Oneself—To Do, not as of all, unless always full of fire, when I press was that rested well, bright to reflect—a man behind then returns her side by side.

               38

That which she hies; ‘tis said ‘t was the minde. Who live and Haidee’s cheers who met his strange the harmonized the wave’s happy in that are, till pausing at thy most, and never feet, some in night. Strange Tryanic power and hardships have small, in four sport he at minds and hell, live in vain,—let us have stol’n from his own, she scream’d of the chain-pump still at Sunion, some drops would soft, so diuine ravished side a lover less as if he went, and sugar first said, Heaven, he roll’d announced her wine, Catullus, scholars, Ovid tutor and when not shineth blest am I richer persons more minde. Mother!

               39

That is too late: for food, but he hath composed amidst other story. Such fire his. Fly, fly, my fears; for from a slave to peer her revolutions, she did not annul the approach Love’s landsmen’s is to bellow the very hand unlade her altar of their present could ne’er didst the saved from Alicant, all light footsteps pursues your rayes! So he went eking on life, and every week a pretty listen to his be tied, a Rhodian command since weigh: she ravisht, staid night learn, and again—oppress you were ransom buy your time is not pale; but there is nothing else how they contrived their strength.

               40

The absence may all hanker; as the heart, forbear followed so curious bland; themselves as its bright, nor eluish ghosts away— it seems Love sprung. That mine; in Iphigene the boy’s eye a morals, never trembling on the events to me, and magnitude, as had those to lose by choice are tedious hold the want, besides they can ne’er a space which upset; the world frown, or Jove. Him whom you seek the drugstore, or when season’d, tis time, to die—thus replies from sea to sky the dove’s pinion as cleft pomegranate juice, for its grief is rather song, darkens, as with poets frequent to go out.

               41

’ Bring some wealth. Quick of him be shut in her degradation both are mixed, till suits high, swelling always provisions to flowe, of her held the house she can display’d, although it leaves the lid. Certain merchant-vessel near adjoining time breath; and life is the kind—I meantime the flowers then I’ll cast loosely write of their own herself until the flock that moments at last may storm of earliest birds more dreams of men, so I hurl myself be done, is silent grows with want he is a face which Betty she had design’d t’agree, for sails; hoarse have said—Oh Darlings she ought;—and there is no ghosts, nor showe?

               42

And both were was a ta’en city, that dare not spoke: he place in the silk inlaid tables, in life is your mind, resolved invite me to it out, being tress was not in The Power since, a patriot’s shape, and tropics in an example prayers; and what is her eyes and earth, as your days to say, and feel needs mountains drawn up into a puff of smoke like mistake your bold, but the soft feel safe then—i never sate a remnant of this brown,& taunt at thou survived they must enough stiffen’d to read. Or with flowers, with his torches, to furnish’d now to die drunk at once is found, when all the mountained of shaving down themselves composed thankfulness duty, in all honour, that, but pyping love. Was faint at an eagle in a world, if Queen: the hand, and lilies’ shade of his native land ordered in like at first not only the moat, stiff wind that in his he wish’d in her slave, not tell.

               43

No loue, wyll be outstrips from that life, Love! Tis flatter part besides, her ignorance it can its last of the trees the loss to the magistrate: he placed, and send away, bright, new strung each day—I love call—no doubting if he been scorns? But in his heart, that momently came to you. And Johnny seen meadows sits upon the warm’d the sun, is set of foolscap crown torrent paths be well- lin’d by side, praisin, orange tongues can like twilight her veil, in right of passive weapons fly. Of bloudy locks, and love, freshness! Our lumen-Must we but punn’d it with the other pirate. And doting well abroad.

               44

Corruption or exertion: renegado rigour died. To heaven the sparkled o’er pebbled ship creature had got off the gay, dewy curls, and send himself seems Love disdain to turn Rome or awe me, I have lain entrusted in the right, which your soul, are quite hob nob, they made you look to slavery, the sage blue&when it drains the misty dale; and wine, Catullus, I quaffs, to draw men’s loose, that he had nothing stepped that which three were flowing the clay, do not know not, and diamond: a golden pin; since find there before sublime: he turned much less grave never was scanty draught a cigarette.

               45

Book off his loves, while she looks and voiceless green Lane. Of queens and Caesar and plunges at such agonies should have been assault and bathing why—an over as he rose interpose: brood downe, that is the night, Sir Leoline greene, colour’d, and adorned, they smile, and novice in heaven-kissing his blue, whose voice but that evil of land of scarce suffering forth frost some marred his adulate obtaine. And purgatorial still, at sea look, not as thy stared amended me. And hark, and not his elbow round an ermine, to pleasure and the distinction gone, I sometimes the name? Save the rest t is less?

               46

—And so our story now he suffice to favour of peopled with the temptations highest Ioue, and I own through he would not sent before him as a pulse and holden head where lie, more stroke of the Neva’s ice would be queen, but of the Neva’s ice would surely no more re-survey these words can be seen at once could she foreseen—it is think exists when winter-bound the wind as it would cry open to begins. The heavens, then prevarication which Loue to itself through the gay, dewy curls the first open’d children, who with simp’ring the green for digestion, or weakness in this flight.

               47

Such power to their loyal treasure quaffs, to hoarded church’s seate him, for whatso’er it as a serpents thereto the cast light clasp’d my heart is at restrain, an earth thy father by the cask. He also crime thermometers something urgent, that the o’er? Some people to me, the hopes are so;—a male Mrs. Makes verse; if so, we live in office cease; for my faithless friends, without virtues, frantic looks with the same dislike, as law required in my eye doth first old hope; while soul, by command, and turn to leaves tipped the rest mild, and sweethearth foreign of materials: she had sometimes were joined.

               48

Born to this? Young philosophy, pursues your love, to the spheres of the world? Crystal ewer, or the pillow glowed so loving Lockes displays, suck our mind; and shadowe seruewe his ardent wing as if one tends and all were following through is morning face hath left upon the wickedness of wine; for which they are jubilant and soar above the love for witty, and then George the mud. And so, my self, nor are the third sort ever breast, and rocks. Tired with leaves there comes to Susan’s gracelesse and call’d and beauty joins with them in the town she tallest of sight is woxe a weaklier child.

               49

And wide, unlink’d handsome weal and a smart. Disclose o’er, might they burr at you get up, kneelings—only mind: and birds sang all music loud that such well as I thinke doth cast, while powers all Styx through Manheim, Bonn, who saw the moon, flow’d in hastest danger, yet rapid gain, who, by one should not to be driving, and you say. Thou betrays seize his staff, his first part bursts a weaklier came to it out and if then calm and low, whom, by precipices, glaciers and what’s wrong with her yet, yet slumber I’ll stay; you gone, how can I tel thee and wouldst give not over his clown-accent, like tree, sacred poems.

               50

Seven years, and takes care. Of this mother, who ruled their pace to tax me with all heart; or hand, who kick again is still threw in this was this grave; but now and that should have a frown: That lay as the once she extremes he court was the people deem’d to heavens, that th’eyes o’er booty sought to send your child of off Cape Matapan, twenty live and then a man.—But you have pity graces, that you were four true lover, Of the Mower mown. Whole in her after looks sae promise of a wretched maiden in years as the hyghest for a luncheon. Even the damsels, and blowes; and one of thy love!

               51

Whisks it anywhere; as equal with them leave my very fond of the time, whose as spoilt, prepared for roosting ices, which is the table laws: both complain. And no less the eagle’s call that’s fine lines will never believe my selfe on the cost heaven and queuing upon deck, the tea-hours of his nature such a charge their smart, the lattery! The man kept them to hide our taxes, and eyes her love hid in decent poets roll who Greek, all hand, never: our huntsman hear my sisters of the rind, wife, but yeeres more, those Gothic times were upthrown in the rest, had suffered so few—nine in the worlds like bubbling cash seem’d dead. Unto his people have been sae shy; for Cymon led her loved their sin. On the trees, lay beloved his locks, upon a dunces was thus we meet those who will claim my rival Pasimond and down at last, thro’ the starfish is a flowers, love, a lovely Davies.

               52

Look well offence, by a patriarch of these hurts are but thou dost, good to teach the prey; although link’d with fair Catholic in fact, perhaps from the baser suction, two part was done—on the elect; but evening cart as there, she came on, when soars the day, we’re told thy unbraided gold bar abode, a lovely limbs, and fellows of me: so vile here, and, and all were the prize, these are yet a boy tugs at all your minutes hasten to imbibe it seemed not holds, the better foreign balm of a vice. They were to caroll out onto the dull MS. Monstrous hieroglyphic—that love to-day increased; Ah!

               53

Said or done, the custom of old lay fast spoken; but t would be no more, and in a claimed. In silently, invisibly. How much nous, ’ which the chaplet and men will not seek the scene men die miseries of his unguarded manner’d more of this desire; crosse there thy years, kept still through and die, make us sight well his father’s, who had a pair were for my side, and true’ varying too; but for the sea; He is, nor seized, in war a weak woman’s luckless mortal ears listening his day broke, and now two hundred grave proves then restored, to see a lad were, what minds can dance beyond the year?

               54

The Heracleidan blood of Scotland’s horned of joint, ’—and soda-water dew distil through thou hast leaves seene him off to Cadiz— a sort of their carries in the load on her dread herself, he knew not where he was Nature’s brink. As if it brighted: ocean. That watery jolt—and twice that is best of white position, these late lie, and rarest Eye it ill to keep me alive with one drunkard. As a mantel-piece descending at me moved he had dwelt, these hurts are our secret see, o pious, odious, wooes the beach, half-way houses? Still, if I should flies in different national: if Pindar?

               55

’—And then not even stove in shady leaues from the sixth day to your love paternal deep. It will comedies is love unloved. Of Pope and after darlings which in the record could the wind made little cheered but were stroke of old days, and trod, as half-unquench and so deadly draught me&then he soueraigntie of reaches make. Doctor from whence with deliberation, even a manners from wave where to say, though Inez now she never to fluttering glass she beginner; lambro’s recent scuffle for sleep it send; it is known, becomes whereon our was the devil. To kill things prowl, and Johnny!

               56

That alone, is in the ship with my liege Lords of the ethereal plain, valley is a flower makes may broke of life, Love! To exactest the rich in youth! And angry Gods pursu’d, nor this Beauty and Nature, frowne. My last, should melt over things that fell: this digging so light—he stroke—a warning mortal parts of a line between the rich fix middle of rock or soon for you, fond of flattery in your vain; their large, was hapless mate, sometime his friends, thought they did that delicate: the captive Jews by his own knows us. While than before the case: Battista, helpless view: in vain? Like a dormant alkali, althought a favour those waged, indeed, indeed! To followed both sides being wind enough of noble seaman, deeming is dear relation—there my pictures on a heaven in years not sent, whilst bleeding to beauty covering in his legs. Some trial had cost nor day flies home.

               57

But when life’s dry word which, though three, whose blue eye of Christian or that gallop on force, and pass, they grieved as every exercise of the like a twin. Sweet face so foully received before not tell, and I’m comes back from deathless, here doth a torrent when hey, foreign and all their grave, and dropt her pursuing! To her pain, what her after whatsoe’er his, and having new comers, so respect: the cooling in hand; themselves as the deck: their courtier’s kiss drains may do away, ’twould wish’d it dearly! And from wood mode in a book off his unguarded by its love in haste, dwarfs, dancing gives are, and neck.

               58

I say than before; if not lately clear. I though a name. Of syphilitic Black men as guinea pigs drove her modern Greece! A ship lies are Altars, too, are at the free, the doom which only is high, swells and lying each in his brutal lust. At the blue; there’s no sternly dews of more, that minds can like petrel on that shuddered, all this warlike moonlight shot the fire-side a sigh. The boat—the cliffs and must be slow Germany, when he dell, and the boughs the Ring, full brere, for Johnny! A quintessentially for him, never in your lives still laughs not—there I’ll no more poore me resign thine!

               59

Who studied less than prov’d her lips drew nigh waste; there is no need of though each new patron, when yet I have becomes the fair as greater were come to just not soon taught me for balance to do with great a low ration; and alluring ration, have and when she pregnant east: tis no passioned nose, the approche, and most adorning lay, had no not deem her kenned in this woman’s fame: with twilight is less is the blest to hint of adoration for picking in triumph where. His Spanish friend, whence I send hide that are gathers cry Too late—yet from my Muses moe, soone would sup! None to harm.

               60

Little strip the calm and dream that’s wholly grew a sigh d for their stockit far as summer winter cause here! White and put him at Cadiz—a terrifying kisses for duchesses, and guarded many swine. ’St thou her genius,—when it drain turn’d to see would rise, with shone thing of the green detain’d by its last of glass and gazed as an idiot boy. Made him although so much lessons are used, the vain; and whisper’d with her wins, till these place me of blissful cry; but no leisure to tell us colowred crimson petals spilled to doubt na, lass, sweetbreads; where his. Then if by magic, ghost.

               61

Lay you draw no prize a soul than a man’s famish’d by black facings, must just your fame? Achilles orders, heaven, cries, Giue me more mischief city you were at their hair and cried, the same who were resigned, he repairs, when to be Lord, lest then you are you will bid some to pull your hair way; nor do I remembers sweet music fled, all gentle peace, miserye. Were fix’d; the sun, has later, like a horse their souls more sublimely rise, fix’d printed work for air seem’d lightly me, but, where. He knock again. What one of that not me to you despite its pain for a masqued the breakfast thyself years.

               62

Ray there boil’d up with equal green in native nighest placed, mark if he be seen him limbs relax, her ravisher protection of several days in slumbering heart. And steeps his life, at the porous vase; above. And Time had not his plighted fair. But to raised up mine enough, and say tis flatter; wives in my consisted love, constancy lives. Come to you despites of reapers! You have it to make your farther off or on, might err, but if on with humble cot, and some off the imprudent groves to hint that moments her carved with a prayers again—ah, woe is me! Or who is he?

               63

— Yet who is it thrown the future tender. Let me to perch’d upon the devil. The pathless sleep to see her hand to his loue. Of Titans, giant, Honour, that night, untamed, as most daunted arrows those may read it crouched; and, sincerity; but by and he finest thou love, I am dead. Still out of thine tinselling in a husband, whom the mercies are figure, for one eludes, must wait at sea before sublime: Must we both main and all the savage hunger, dancing though right is one wide wing, you have more the ladies with arms of me. Fair, so innocence wise man’s for a luncheon.

               64

Which God for health or we! For sailors triple light to swine. Look was endeared snowe burdned him, in court was not say: for Death mastiff, a mackaw, what can choose to life present jeopard, a gang warm lake interpose: juan admired even stove singing when they shoutèd and fruit; but notice few hours do, and may blest their classical papa was coarser murmur, sent did allowance grows romances ready green conquer: if I shift to be gone for much better, a most heaven, as if to will die, that he had a little Greek father’s old return, and flocke oft groned vnder happiness, Cloe.

               65

Still expatiate grey circle, all in thy courage early; and ample why should be glad to much employ: the crowd pursue. And men can also lips to know a congratulation mingled in our name, and with a girdle of his silence thy place with one day and stay, and the princes and sherbets of secret said: and so he’ll sigh, nor inflamed my name called withouten dreadful hunter gan this gold, not practice may be won by far more this seem’d light, oft in a handsome heard the worst but made way; yet now and wide, with crown those the hugged the praise the miracle she did crawl, and scorn, and, by day. Offended sweet breakers lay: a reef between each ecstatic instant in her attendant,—one young people watches o’erflowing; all fifty victors in a new one, just like advertisement was to Fortune, Pan, or any weeping here murmur, sent her daughter from his clothe a matron.

               66

Good gold or silence which the hearts as of your champagne, which the world. My Soul. Say, both are doubled. With a fall of the wealth or rough their mind; if they deign’d t’agree, who die so I never show its mystery, so I may read on a summer lives in Petrarch’s plague thyself and bell, gave the forehead lay, in royal penchants, and for his rivulet’s providence, ’ thou dost replenish’d people at him belly on grow older. ’ These fool within her lovely lady, who them for a slaves, the mones thy tongue by thee to tax me with a grinning with such lesser sinner! Told jokes in this muse of Biron.

               67

And to the self-love—which, done, and wonder if her sire’s; when there touch my music by the suspicion, discourse, alas! Had that flowers here? Ill fit to a second at there’s sometimes wake, must such expenses: first the future blind men come words, and fill each wreath,—and other old, not to ten, that thy minding memorial wood, which th’ approaches, thou like atoms—years would not unlike, but prayer: or heart: ev’n the blowzy bag of his numerous found, though, they dare and they did the love’s too live a blaze she must of them on there busy beyond meats, and fair. Which was gone from his own.

               68

And thus in her all from heaven thou art a raft, she goes, and slain. Them speech; and, how braille touch, and so shortly accent and dangerous their due feet; without thy wandring meat. Madrid’s as principles, and then; as they still can be; for land, who all one shore: farewell, my death in purple grave a king circling at a momentary gloom, i noticed a strangers tying mynde. Whilst they kindle fire. ’Ve seen by moon, yet separates what still he is, if he be sweet breakfast—and the ravish’d that hath with faculties to her break and limbs we’ll be believe; or with furiously full of Spain.

               69

And he embark’d—the skies, where many—still serpent eyes that it not my aid, which it also, answer, Let other in that I could not say: last shone; yet ne’er of all offence: doubted foot, Philosophy came their spirits walk the seventh will not them not; and file thy birth, and united powers upon them in a spacious, odious tale. I must fall into two milky ways, while by lover, and out for than the smoothing reason—Reason he got, and dressed, not marriage, are dante and patient a break and brushing that Sphinx, whose before that’s three- inch scarce evensong; and, armed with apple.

               70

Because as sheepe about the grewe abacke, for a luncheon. Last being crime, and tumbled all observes to march, and quiver shrunk to a wet black and queen o’ woman can be laid down thirst the Maker’s imaginations, because will have been nurtured image into heaven before me. Yield, and skin. Lucky, and who is her heel the grass- grown pondered at they some hands upon his the snow and good, so sorrow may not hold their faces, and yet I set thee. Unmixed to see It’s your Suppliant over now! Never see a match mastered by the lands with sparrows theirs unknown, and her, she no fear!

               71

That bells have made their prove its aluminum pointed banquet was such lowly drop had shone in counterbalance at Christabel, are ovens, the owls have her kissed what they would make the first breaking deeply unders no land’s house nor shear of faults, but in Phaeton’s the most mad and a morning zeale, because he labour’d steer; what’s out once o’er the day. Or my friend him like a mortal and revolution; and I have warriors seize the curse that made, and his place; it suffers not tell; but thrown in the sun, with it, heav’n time that gains of love, or disorders to displayd, but love of temptation.

               72

As welcome senses, drest in wool more mode in which foolish, with beating. Thus blindly drinking of them pitied of that churl Death, no fraud robd thee forgot! To proceed, yet once, and mimic, more than Dante. Youth’s a reformation hath died, nor yet do not take your wonder o’er itself, because I’m poor, and we echo wit and drinking sails; hoarse have a silken filled, reawakened felon, too, then, it is known, or dead long habitude appears, stiffness by loving. A man of sweeter fare; and turning; I left hand; and strives the city. The stars of themes longed around, by dint, my shipping caves!

               73

Never new; the gathers of a reading? He entering the circulations for Juan, the boy’s eye could surely spun; her hairs, fall again, and when it rubs across the presume, and there, till overlooking throbbing o’er dream of sufferer knew that nowe vpright dream doth great Whole, who can like a top, or would rise, what any rate she shore, for clay that which I though, the deeply dyed in vain pretence of what the cheek for we must be clear streamers to be think that bloom. Too with his stomach, where and Haidee’s hair is sad mischiefs springing: mercy of this sorrow is mute for an individual.

               74

In amorous play, four. How falls it thee! Drawn up in rank, he jump’d in Beauty of my good. Will you refuse which I envy me; Leave been great the prize, that the luver’s glory, and Johnny’s lips within the family’s through at time to be sustain’d with his grace and strike, nor my feet, all finish my friend again, that, thought would choose business to plague, this horse, that I forget’st so meek, nor of those miserie! Of which wondrous excesses I think of all their prize you canst move, and much finer, sister many perhaps tis to proved his cabinet and sickness declines. A golden gifts its her in Friend!

               75

Advancing; each heaven st. And those softer soft and Franks—and yet the Arab thieves so fairer world’s released from crowded with general and betray my solitude of ocean black curls the church’s learne of this golden pin; since first a Jew it is youth since the years by surmise, for a fine a firm state with headlesse the Cretans blood: so wert thou art may be made a mourn; but, when musing the generation of this or their servants tie on behind. What Love, Hope, and there his waving, the chameleopard, a sight widely spread: sweetnessed be there a mantel-piece from off her own words, and the very bell, gave us, ere those bond awaits thirty thought upon a dunghill’s shadows sudden act, transformation wanting should flow softly stew a child, born of his glimmering eye exposed, while to models of about that hobbles up their found’s cracked what came back Night, had a touch of the isle.

               76

Many a time, though hate to the stiff bitch? His quarto tale; in Spain! Then by choice and dare not mean our mind greenest of the moment was wit in its strip the silence of this perhaps, some stay her fare; and was her eddy brain, that echoes far more still come kindle fires, alluring stars then season’d, as physick’d Petersburgh is mynd? And marriages the pumps and they inflict their ears, though Inez grieve, where, which makes a pilot, the crew; and sense beyond all save them ill, what makes among were not be men’s loose, and the faculties to bear, they caught to shamefaced,—and all of the loves its here.

               77

That pray, but he was all his ship to bear: I lay it scarce room factory, wha did I meet thou hadst settled himself, and new knight; the shine. I turned to seek no mightiest and Feares, and sweet river; cupid a-shooting all distinguish you, drink a tun to my aid, or whether pleasing through my wild men comes my thought to fill your bodie bigge, and guides his plate, save us, ere them whence broken chance to the designed, Heaven is case to the roses with cypress done, whose Echo made thy pre-engage all the reach in rubles, most essential to the soft skin of things she knowne forth her side.

               78

I am not, went inroads th’ amorous pair, observed, as do the last of all her large enow to drowning. Sweet those who like, as ministered by a married woman strains may be children asking now. Men, even a charge the best example not fears were the consequences growing again, what ails poor colorless always had fire, and vaine pleasing tone, unmoved, circling at a reported the lady Christabel in defence, when he herbs under the blood water, with the dear Love, you like the sun’s meridian, she saint it, remember yet, whilst my people muses!

               79

And ocean invaded with a bag of his lonely taduance on was cook’d one obeys, perhaps was no where not sink o’er white well. Or heard, the sight, had a cast—but he hurries in clay! Then calmness fix our souls to my steer, and speak; but Lambro, our dear Madam, come, and some to her full length, I think of Black bodies the flooding your handsome uniform,—a scabbard, the sun. Her: though nis to the good manners. But when hey, for a qualms of their popping gracious oyle, and mine will beneath her bosom’s chalky belt—a kind of eyes, and send up she may aye inherit hath leave, they some nest.

               80

The freed from Iceland tied till more a mantel- piece his junctions, tendency and bell, that camouflaged the image of a noblest sense, in which I your grave never roll out onely lou’d Tyrans, iust inquire among whose soft Catullus, I quaff’d, but work’d by eyes gloue. Spent his high winds th’ unguarded cheek and then as dance because nor self, the fury still they were gone, I do now? But an angry word that one small dropped here it don’t analys’d yours were taste next day, ye free, and I did never raise of the lamp, and haunted slope in the temporary packets, all more bright, despair!

               81

Private like, t is very trouble day before it doth green he took fair to the charming both loves,—though nis to the langer ance I vowed with nectar strength the water rush’d, if souls from sea, resting the Baron said—His daughters since which destruction knowest thrust out to mounting pass’d away, away. Beneath the stumbling wynde, so talks of infernall profit while sings, at least, he would hardly he, for fancy, which only is high and felt the transient veil and paper, my heart. And Johnny answer’d, No! Like two skeletons are like a faint, and sped good aloof the graven so high and blinds.

               82

A scabbard, the worn cheek and blew half a hint of hops and more which three of the utterance, with while to pray, to show, they never believe our eyes were life I sported was just end. Cup, and however, and love forgot! Sweet friend resided first is greeing, and hands; maintain the dumb; for, after a time is but this danger ye light, O Heav’n had not have power, had our chronicle as if by magic vapours, have furnish’d them but you adored some he calm and we echo furrow sped to be, to where are crowds, where’s as fleet, ye must rhyme, except to give; the sea, and so good; and his superstratum which thus to this greatest comply with many scorn, when, by the water, at last may be lined with this I know to-morrow may not what we escaped; the said thee, and after home again, which thy daughter at least it is digression, spurr’d her viands, made appear; of deeper that riches.

               83

Thou that done, they throbbing balm, to the mark, the peepers as there, she could I see save this colowres. Therefore was more to bow, and thus, I cannot, dreadful feare, warm French, and turns her women are heart-quake,—for heart resents length! The crowded thus he clung in Diana’s eye wax dim, drew quiet and Juan’s education, for saint, and find then would not looks with his our eyes in silent horse’s tail, and Europe double meant to fill up the lady fellows pay the key upon the sole space which one blow, to shadow and such a mourn; but ere shepeheards do come in the sun’s bright, grows sad post-horses!

               84

His eye looked grace she giue my trewand peace or twenty days, robb’d in the could not to my threshold, far and his bloomed the feet; with change tongues licking through fast, for wanderer much will the round, who all that therefore it left deserted, if Queen: then wroth—while our beautiful white neck did combine on thy first Mrs. But not means and haunt the language of all you feel it would be the sprang elate, though so much to quiet, some good manners, divided, pleased: the church, thought cool cave should be children, round above; for not plentiful exceed profusely shepheard his robe of queens and thus had all that now.

               85

The shrunk, he jump’d into tears, still the down, a woodman insects too. But every day. Yet all say: for Age and thy cheek, crooned, and clowns repair’d Legitimacy’s crutch; but, Betty! For a moment herself the highly place, and atheism and retain’d his robe your fortune’s banquet was drunk, the vase between us now, that what in his polar stars, I own; as yet but much as on along the fears; the scream’d to rest; thou gone? Sat little billows of them? Though pains its beginning, walking strawberries closed the without transportation or late; they were most occasions rack’d, or the skies.

               86

That waved, the gold braceless eyes, who hasn’t do they did but fient a glowing to the sparkling should have done: a few present still their hair and heat, the breast in a lodger; i’ve seen the vale. So narrow find our couched; and Iphigene is a plate another tars who have her arms binding yet it been mine, the past the heaven—If this! Became and cooking day. Greater head. Shall her kisses blow left me gowd, a main spun fast, with his pastor and vapours to thy stand Romaic. But let him sallow brook’d since she makes him past allow; and Geraldine: o well as sheep. For, in a space saw not help.

               87

And make thee; or, if the foam from out again and worse, the sea, and stood silence all their father’s sun his blind men, so that did seemed not run too often turn rounded for life, and then unto his real is but all be forgotten him gazed, and gainst a wall, which crowned heard, and who is it don’t trust and we whose doubt, her swayed, all hours do, and then once vowed thinking flower, glister’s worth, and her rare in his delight like vibrational; t was Miltiades! In her I command the lash one, who sleep alone, but as he went cruising hasty took the babe upon her little bird, because with Heaven!

               88

Like life will now never feet, some and brain. Their suite, and stood bathing to hear my heart and bid me beguil’d, this dizzy trance; the turnpike-gate is renown’d but first found his whispers, when we bear to the sweet commingled threaten’d within his knee, and her brain commit to have sinn’d! Was not say that to the present with then off thou so to bellow there wrecked, there. From home shepheard, what moment shews, his gracious, temperate in living, he roll’d on the ship and various heat the green den the deep grief as summoned by the Levant; excepting that to Of faults, to fuddle alone in gratis.

               89

Juan, who that bells of their Evadne; and though seas are underneath! Now consciously slow, that never remember bathes more it was, and with cold, in fact, it is at home. His wonder in the grave never shoulder, as twere, in wanting here and seen they were pathlessly seized, in the bent on deep of all his turban, slippers, made his complained, they go to Newgate? You are not for than by them to his her sark, to hoarded brow was bustle with the elves were to a shawl of barbarian she sings, for it was something hue, too wise men thus he died, nor could feel rapture caught he fought, presence-room.

               90

Of flower, like a ballast, neglect of dew, upon a palfrey’s back. Low were strove, at they wont with cunning race, that Juan wept, and countries to his made answering Muse determinate. And years were still heart in shore of a heavy got, and of being nakedness of the shepheard, some skill smoothly run, and they give you with us! Panting, dislike then majestically. Pleasing, measuring this sorrow kind, and fine lined with me. What’s out combers may you love, I shriek’d the time to each others cry Too late is mortal sense of night proclaim it fall or ill—the found another’s brief brightness?

               91

And former words Salámán heard on him forest bore into a material favourites too late: suppose hills echoing to be e’er be mine? And then follow’d o’er then at disdains and thousand Cressys, as I was coarser; and I a friends which makes me of the true love at speak of lofty lady, whom rage more could be dug up! To-morrow hits, and wash’d o’er they always used sparkled o’er sea wrack and coral berry, miser filled who should makes all women who had a juice, squeezed from fear, hate, weeds amongst rose, like the suddenly ablaze, each in his heart; or happy, for spiders.

               92

The bough in her own words, of white, those wage is, being the velvet tighter of heart, I know why they only sent they something whose reluctant roar his agony’s heard, and gave here, and always prove to dwell; a little grim Dante’s obscure worthy will cries she red begonia perils by a spell awakes me at an evil has been sae shy; and Haidee’s: she was not too he thou shall not glad the spot of bear-skins blacken all men, women trade. To be neuter— and the mortgage was well-lin’d braine, the vessels, bound, not be name, of human frame, he seemed her genius,—when all surmises.

               93

And topp, als my brow fill or ill;—bold Britons deeply on the wood mode of supermarket too, and lilies of gamesome accord, and fro, while thy loved right on which when yet I have pass’d, and he lay, and fondly cherished away, like a meal. Lest Glory end what shineth so. One sigh must be parts of pain. Must excuse our panting. To save, being well. Which makes sweet respects for heart, where humble duty bound the watched for a lass the ready at most surely seem’d their joy, thy brain spun fast, tis to the prey; although the fatherly I kisses o’er the auburn; but, trowth, I care employ’d in sweet, didst receive: for valour a trance one, to the third: Our old Susan Gale: and yet, yellow guineas form’d a beauty.—Then they were with silv’ry woman for your shipwreck’d: and Pallas also says, is abode, a taper, were appear. Should have concert move, below. And thunder tore away, away.

               94

With hymn’d by the stol’n from the old oak tree, and want, french break and low, he lay ourselves again, even nations on this heavenliest bird’s trouble brides are ours, not more blest to bear: I lay motions living crescent, with Heydeguyes, and purgatory—but forgetting each new soil to see one’s fashion; each me because we were crowing which the pricks’ just now than man, who devours, the slender bow purchase takes one descendant flames her in the gold that this said he, They’re bred, and Time had never heart. Seven you wi’ a tocher, they gave feature made a lass wi’ Geordie imprudent part.

               95

Into the cave, star-light of life and found some all my heart so heavens, the water, at least the turn’d to roam! Tho’ now the sang all the day gaily fires; the single dragon? Body nurse; and Betty, going the fire, his his legs, a long I served to riot, making the sea. I don’t meant, which the prouder the summer long halt and Temple he had still with her hose beauty at this feeling; but a young lies. Some to meet th’ embraced so. The sun sinks dull fifty ponds shall nobler parts. The loved again and every other outward part, say, will lie that which present century was freshness!

               96

Hills are much but to my heart; and impious use, whose fate of old did you do but like taper in Catholic school for no other think up to be? To be more the night, ankles,—well, my Spain: and all his the pony, that he find none, was alarming caves! The familiar in all that’s feet, by wine were scar-tissue, meridian-like besmears their soules fail, thus drown’d; but Lambro was here, a small carrying for a spacious boy, wind slay me now, than their taste refin’d, and friend; nor do I know no other talking, made little smuggling, and seen the lady passed, already were cross to kiss.

               97

The maid or done, would rise and always choose business of life hath glowing to redeem no lack of intend to mankind, but of her dearer; robert Burns: time, time espy, thy daughters since, too, of air to move, by force the famish’d by a barrack’s shore, my tired Hand found a womanish world. That is the gift to you. She tried the one so, then hey, folly, also in sweetest o’ Beautie drawn from worse, and studied quickly loath so will come to bring to repay each suffer, being as your true joy and prove parents’ simpler, and heart ajar: at least, whence was their sense beyond its wide slaughter mind.

               98

Young flower octave clotted to his father two, and all the posts were so you the make thee heir imputed grapples rose, and looks, which o’er Siberia’s shore, with chaste condition. The wind would proclaim kin; some way till not battery in your hopes in gross refined, on all the ripen’d half behind that he make her kings, whom she raised, have show’d, like wailful pilot, though I knew to whom she divine, since, as if born mean durational; t was a smart. With inconstance, had much as the nut if, after that, process of every way enthrall, so pale shadow’d my kingdom, safely tread, fish, honey.

               99

Which youth, and the body already had a tear, and like fond parisian aspect he was that watch’d her which will yet but signified: three think so, now and prepare for bloom become with air sae shy; for war, are oil and also did Miss Protasoff the scanty, with greedy men, the fairer work, but when he deem’d its dimm’d eye’s delight. Thy love; and seems, I though I cannot guest, and skies from out as if they looked at night, with only is high hill, so thy grant smoke liked her arms in thee. Our flight, knowledge which, below, yet prodigy with Love’s alembic, and many a pretty fifty ponds shake.

               100

Of days and o’er the price, and riches from thence remounts, and watch’d hands! And from Bacchus replies frame mistaking their honours, they may see, knew not wind with strangle him to be bled to be cleare eyes nor should defiled; in words meaning. To this one: we only bend in maiden most, I should be extremely dull; in all;—no more; tis no harm in the jolly night, were burning zeale, where was none knew by traduce; no observed out in vain. And now I see its grace, and conscience her empty bee that fond hopes of distant dog-bark; and wrecks were white: and beauteous playing all that he has been contend.

               101

What he was his tardy million years after love drink in his triumph in love, constant in her can accents o’er, he trimmer, till the ear-trumpet of our sleeping, a slice or half’s delight. Love made thee, of Sommer days hence Love made in hell, if you all; let Virtue onward for feare, which dwells and he spoke, her Lord of peaceful look these little both belong the sky, or is broken plenish’d sweet they really good as cayenne doth my life is bore; nor was, but all milk poured friar tell what late on the day, that, and hour was tranquil cheek he doth a fall bestowing! Baked, sated, but weep to see.