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it's the Goosebump Opening but in the style of megalovania!
I have no idea what goosebump is let me google it real fast.. OH ITS A MOVIE. okay yeah this is funny 👍
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Jensen Ackles Solo Panel | JIBCon 2023 (June 17, 2023)
(NuttyForAckles)
Jensen was headbanging to Smells Like Teen Spirit with Jason, then mentioned that he has that "writer‘s strike hair flow". (x)
jensen will be at the monday concert (x)
‘Take the guitar away, I���ll just sing on Monday!’ (x)
Monday‘s band will be called "No Rob". (x)
Jensen has always wanted to go to Brazil. But when he finally got there, they had so much work to do that he had to stay in the hotel and he never left. He didn’t get to meet locals or see anything. In his mind he hasn’t been there yet. (x)
His prep for Beau Arlen & Ben? Since he didn’t have the history he had with Dean, he had to dig into personal feelings. (x)
Jensen has a major short term memory to learn lines but his long term memory isn’t as good. He has intense scenes and then purges the feelings. (x)
As Beau, he took what he’d feel if the things were happening to his daughter and then tailored it a bit. A lot of Dean was him. As Soldier Boy, for the scene with Butcher about his dad, he dove into Dean and John, because he has a good relationship with his dad. (x)
And in the end he just pretended. Some people can do it and some can’t. Some can paint, some can write, some can do Math. He can’t draw a stick figure, but he can *play* (x)
Dean and Soldier Boy were both just looking for their father’s approval. Jensen jokes that he wondered if he was being type cast. Ben had an opportunity to make it better with his son & grandson, but in the end he reverted back to his DNA. (x)
jensen said that for emotional scene he filmed for soldier boy (about soldier boy's father) he leaned into dean's relationship with john (because jensen has good rs with his own father) (x) he joked about getting type casted for characters with basically daddy issues (x)
Jensen and Jared have both been invited to Hot Ones and wanted to do it years ago, but they couldn’t work it out. And now they have stars so big, he probably won’t get invited anymore. (x)
someone asked about the rumors about batman and jensen was like “i don’t know” “even i know about it i’m not telling you” and he started laugh. (x)
What about being in a top 3 list to play Batman? He doesn’t know, but even if he would know, he wouldn’t tell us. Could he do it? Sure. Does he want to? Yes. (x)
‘When I’m Batman, does my voice have to be… much different?’ (x)
Musical interruption. Jensen is confused and wants to keep answering questions. (x)
The music indicated that he had to spin the wheel. It lands on “drink” and he hugs the wheel, “it’s like it knows me”. He doesn’t actually pour one though but goes back to answering. (x)
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There were many scenes surrounding the Impala where Jensen had to become Dean and he’d yell at the team when they were driving it or when Jared banged against the car or fart in it. “Not on the seat, she’s been through enough.” So he knew he had to own the car. (x)
One of his old friends got offered Eric Brady on DooL and he called Jensen before accepting. Jensen said “great, knock it out of the park.” (x)
Apparently Mr Rhodes, his first job, was a multicamera sitcom. It was the best schedule he’s been on so far. Soap Opera is next because they have 40+ actors. They will shoot all 80 pages his character has consecutively, shoot an hour or two. They produce one episode in 1hr (x)
You start by 9 am and get a few short breaks, end of the day, 7:30 pm, 80 pages done and he can go home. Daytime actors don’t get enough credit for having to jam in so much story in a short time. On The Boys they get 15 days for 1 episode. (8 on SPN). (x)
One of the actresses on DooL told him first day „hit your mark, say your lines, stay out of my light“. He said „yes ma’am“, earned her respect and she took care of him big time later. (x)
When he went to lunch with Alison Sweeney, who played his evil twin sister, she got heckled and Jensen defended her immediately. She told him to stop because if people hate her, that means she‘s doing her job. (x)
Rich tells us that Jensen is a sitcom and he has his own catchphrase. He plays Jensen entering the set at morning or any room late. "What are we doing?" He has developed a special greeting with Richard out of it. (x)
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Jensen spend several birthdays in Brad Creasser‘s house, with his wife cooking him dinner. He‘s a good friend of Richard‘s too. Rich acts out a scene on set one day and Jensen is in tears. (x)
When Jensen walked on set of Big Sky, he also went "What are we doing?" Nobody answered, so he repeated it louder. (x)
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Summary: A old friend of Austin's and a little green eyed monster decide to fourth wheel on a date. Contents: Mild Angst. Jealous reader. Fluffy ending. Mentions and allusions to sex. A/N: Hello my lovelies and those of us still here lol. I've missed you and I hope you enjoy this installment of DOOL.
Paring: Austin Butler x Black Reader
P.S Everyone feel free to comment, send more prompts, and reblog! Much Love *hugs* Tags: @purejasmine, @wacoshuffle, @lousiejoy86
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“ You do know that it's my turn to pick the movie tonight, right? “ Austin reminded and took a sip of his coffee while walking along the sidewalk.
Face frowning you said, “ Are you sure? Because I’m almost positive that it was your turn last? Didn’t we watch some Chris Nolan movie? I think the new one with Denzel Washington’s son, right?” You recall, looking around at the rest of the people passing by.
Austin’s lips upturned in amusement, “ Nope. That was the time before, baby. And, yes, the movie was called Tenet. You’d remember that had you not fallen asleep the first twenty minutes of the movie and made me watch it by myself.”
Blushing at the way he called you out, you attempted to defend yourself, “ First off, I didn’t remember the name of it because, I just simply didn’t remember the name of it. “ You sassed making Austin laugh.
“ And second, it wasn’t like I fell asleep on purpose. I was TIRED. “ You threw up the hand that was holding your chai tea, “ Plus, as I recall, buddy. The reason I was so tired that night in the first place was because YOU decided to break my back in like a glowstick prior to the movie! And then had the audacity to expect me to stay awake. PSSH.” You blew air.
By now Austin was laughing and blushing at your comeback while remembering all too well how he had bent you over the arm of your living room couch the moment he’d walked in, and did in-fact break your back in like a glowstick.
“ Okay, Alright. I..guess…that time was understandable because I did wear your little ass out beforehand.” He said, making you roll your eyes at his cocky nature, “ BUT! What’s your excuse for all the other times you’ve fallen asleep on my movies, because I don’t always put it on you before we watch them.” He fired out.
Grinning because you knew he’d sorta had gotten you caught now, you resorted to doing the only thing you could think of to shift the heat away from you, “ So, are you going to attempt to crack my back in before the movie tonight, or will you give me a fighting chance to stay awake? ” You flirted and purposely batted your eyelashes at him.
Feeling apart of him jump at your question, Austin remained cool with his answer shrugging, “ Don’t know. It’ll depend on how I feel after seeing you bent over and twisted up after this yoga class.” He responded, shooting you a look. “ Plus don’t try and change the subject, baby. I’m picking.”
Heat began to pool at the surface of your cheeks, but they soon cooled down at the reminder of what you were about to do. Adjusting the mat stuck under your side you asked, “ Speaking of this yoga class, how intense is this about to be? Cause I’m rusty.“
Squeezing your hand in reassurance he brought it up to place a kiss to it, “ I signed us up for the intermediate, babe. So it’s just standard. I know you said you’d taken a couple of classes with Alex. So I thought starting at the normal pace would be good, okay.” He looked at your face and saw a little bit of the worry fade, but he still knew you wouldn’t be 100% sure until you actually got in the class and saw for yourself.
“ You just gotta trust me, babe. It’ll be okay. Okay? “
Hesitant, you nodded, “ Okay.”
“ Yeah? “ He smiled, infecting you with his excitement when you could feel a mirroring one appear on your face.
“ Yeah, Okay.”
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Once inside the yoga studio, Austin walked you around a little bit, giving you a mini tour and pointing out little things of interest.
This particular yoga studio was one he’d been coming to for a long time since he’d moved to LA.
Looking around you tried your hardest to pay attention to the things your boyfriend was referring to when it came to the interior and the history behind certain figurines and patterns splashed against the wall. But, instead you unfortunately focused on gazing at the other women who too moved throughout the place.
Most of them were slimmer than you and were proudly showing off their yoga and pilates acquired abs by wearing super tight, expensive and shapely athleisure wear. Their pony tails wagged in the wind or claw clips bounced as they walked. All in all the majority of them looked like they either frequented the place or were naturally accustomed to climates like this.
Unlike you, who felt like the sore thumb that was sticking out with your mini twists in a bun, black loose fitting Aaliyah shirt, black- white trimmed sweatpants, and a decent pair of older running NIKEs you forgot you’d had.
Too busy caught up playing the comparison game, you were pulled away by the voice of Austin repeatedly alerting you that you’d reached your designated room.
Entering, you took in the aura of the dimmed room of people, the smell of sandalwood wafting in the air, the cool chill of the perfectly air conditioned space.. Most of all though, you took in the way that one particular girl was eyeing you up and down as you let Austin lead to a spot in the middle left of the room.
Still hand and hand Austin guided you to where your reserved spot was while you continued to hold eye contact with the girl ever so often.
Stopping, Austin motioned to the floor with a smile and you dropped your mat to the floor.
The both of you crouched down next to each other, and you noticed how at ease the movement was for your boyfriend. All the recent training for Elvis had proven to make him quite flexible and mobile.
And you decided to tease him about it, “ Got them Megan Knees, babe. I see how fast you dropped it low. Real hot boy shit.”
Bashful and laughing at your antics, Austin playfully swatted at you, “ Shut it, and pay attention, you goof.”
He hadn’t even gotten a chance to help you unroll your mat properly before a voice could be heard from behind you two.
“ Austin? Austin Bulter? Is that you?” It questioned.
Standing straight up and whirling around to see who it was, you were met with the woman who had in-fact been assessing you from across the room earlier when you’d arrived.
Up close now you could take her in better.
She was a petite woman with a sun kissed tan and thick black hair that spilled into a nice long ponytail. To the eye she looked to be nicely in shape and wore a black lulu lemon set that showed it off.
Freckles adored her face and it could be seen that she had an array of tattoos scattered across her skin. Including a black makeup brush on her index finger that she was currently using to point at your boyfriend.
“ I knew that was you.” She raved immediately going in for a hug. “ God! It’s been ages since I’ve seen you around. Where have you been? “
Austin looked to happily reciprocate the unexpected meeting by giving her a couple of pats on the back and pulling away with a somber smile.
“ Mack. What a surprise. Didn't expect to run into you here. You're back taking classes I see.” Austin noted. “ And I’ve been around. Working mostly and prepping for this new project. How about you? Staying busy? “
“ Oh man! That’s so dope. I had heard the news that you were playing King Creole himself but hadn’t gotten the chance to congratulate you. Don’t think I have your number anymore.
But after a client from the set of my new gig reminded me of this place I decided to give yoga another shot. Though I started at another studio but then once she mentioned this one, I remembered it from when we used to come here.” She explained motioning to the matching black mat in hand.
At the last statement you could feel your ears perk at the end part.
When we used to come here? As in her and Austin?
Then your mind quickly drifted off to another lingering question that made you feel a bit queasy.
Did they used to date?
Feeling a bit small in the moment you decided to sneakily put some distance between Austin and yourself and instead chose to wrap your arms around your torso as a way of grounding.
“ Yeahhhh…” Austin dragged, “ Wow that’s cool. Glad you're enjoying yourself. I know this wasn’t always your first choice of hobby. But I’m glad you're giving it another chance.” He nodded.
“ Me too.” Mack replied before focusing her attention directly to you, brightly smiling, “ And who might we have here? Someone else you're trying to convert to the dark arts of the zen life.“ She questioned.
Looking between you and Mack, Austin went to grab your hand that he thought would still be by his side, but slightly frowned to see your new position.
Quickly shaking it off he introduced you, “ I’m sorry. I’m being rude. Mack this is Y/N, my girlfriend. And Y/N this is Mack, an old friend of mine from when we worked on the same set a couple years back.”
Putting on a level smile you reached out your hand for her to shake and took note of the very firm grip she had and how hard she shook it.
“ Awe, that's so sweet. I like that name! Y/N, very different. Nice to meet you! I just know this guy is treating you well. He treats everyone well.” She informed while never getting rid of the grin on her face. “ You excited about the class? “
Noticing the little hint to her voice at one comment, you began to feel super uncomfortable.
Even still, you tried your best to fake a smile and continue being cordial, “ That he does And yes, I’m pretty excited.”
“ Good.” She nodded, “ I’m sure the saint here will teach you everything he knows. Awesome teacher.”
“ Yeah, I-uh do my best. Definitely no saint though.” Austin interjected and rallied small laughs from around the poorly formed triangle. “ Barely know what I’m doing half the time myself. Just kinda go with it.”
“ Could’ve fooled me.” Mack responded while looking at Austin with a tinge of something that anyone could have mistaken for flirting.
When you looked at Austin with slightly raised eyebrows you could tell he was trying his best to end the conversation here since he’d maybe picked up too on some of the hints Mack was throwing out, “Hmm, but uh..it was good seeing you Mack. I hate that we couldn't catch up longer but I think the class is about to start and I need to get this one all set up.” He pushed, moving to wrap an arm around you.
He felt how you were a little rigid against his touch, and right there he could tell you were upset.
“ That’s cool. Oh, you’ll love it, Y/N “ Mack paused and then motioned to the little open space next to Austin’s mat. ”Is anyone set up next to you guys? Mind if I join?”
Biting the inside of your cheek in agitation and looking to Austin with almost pleading eyes, you hoped to God he had an answer to give her in an attempt to make her go away.
Looking between you and her in indecision he went, “ Go for it.”
“ Sick.” She nodded, dropping her mat to the floor.
Looking on in disbelief, you weren’t sure if you should wait for an impractical joker to appear or keep going with the charade because you were almost positive you were about to be punked.
Watching as she giggled and laughed with your boyfriend while unrolling her ALO mat, you pretended to be invested in the practice of setting up your own mat and then pre-stretches. When really you were working overtime to contain the feelings of anxiety and jealousy pitting within your chest.
Austin had just finished laughing at something the woman said before he turned to you, “ You got it babe, do you need me to help you? “
Not bothering to make eye contact, you simply responded, “ I’m good. I got it.”
Hearing the very thin but still noticeable ice in your voice he moved to ask again, “ You sure. Because I c- ”
“ I said I got it. Austin. Thanks, though.” You turned to stretch out your leg.
Skeptical but not getting another chance to ask, a bell chimed throughout the room which you could only assume was the signal that class had begun.
Begrudgingly turning your attention to the instructor, you prepared yourself for the next hour and a half ahead of you.
And oh boy! What a hour and a half it was!
From Mack and Austin conversating beside you about memories and things from a time before you, to Mack whisper shouting over to you about certain positions she knew and how the class had changed, Austin each time politely nodding followed with a shush.
Still Mack also formed a habit of engaging in giving you “ friendly critiquing “ .
“ Oh honey is that as far as you can go. You need to be a little lower than that for this one.”
“ That looks good, Y/N. Maybe just try easing into the next pose a little lighter.”
“ Good form. Just remember to keep that tummy pushed in.”
“ Awe Aus. She is such a newbie. So cute.”
With these statements each time you had to remind yourself that, 1) This was supposed to be peaceful and if you blocked her out, maybe you could find some zen. And 2) You had to remember that this seemed like something important to Aus for you to try. So you were. Trying.
Trying to not collect your things and sashay out of the building to the closest Shake Shack in range, you continued to muddle through the rest of the class and let your loose running thoughts consume you.
By the end of the class after enduring the awkwardness of Mack mixed with the feeling of frustration and embarrassment at not being able to stick some of the poses.
You could tell you were about to leave feeling more wired than when you came in.
As everyone began wrapping up their mats and Mack had begun chitter chatting away to a clearly annoyed Austin, you took it as an opportunity to quickly gather your things and usher yourself out the room by swiftly telling Austin that you were hot and needed some air so you’d meet him outside of the building.
He didn’t have a chance to protest or for Mack to say her goodbyes as you Sonic the Hedge Hog’d your way out of the room.
Upon painstakingly talking to Mack for all of twenty more minutes, Austin gathered his things and rushed out the studio to find you contently people watching on a bench.
Offering you a hand, with a smile you politely declined citing that your hands were dirty and clammy from the floor. And instead the two of you walked in silence all the way to Austin’s car.
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“ So…” Austin attempted to speak over the sound of the radio’s hum, “ Were there any snacks that you might have wanted to pick up for tonight while we’re on the way?”
This was not only a peace offering to whatever was making you upset, but it was also a test to see just how upset you were.
Not bothering to turn your attention away from looking at the buildings and pedestrians passing by, you replied, “ I was actually thinking that maybe you could just drop me off at my place. I don’t think I feel that up to movie night anymore.”
Austin frowned, “ Why? Are you alright? Do I need to stop and grab some type of medicine or something? I mean I have everything at my place. You don’t have to go home.” He offered.
Still you didn’t budge, “ It’s fine. I’ll be okay at my place. We’ll have to see if we can do it another time, maybe.”
Austin sighed and realized then that it was something physically wrong, but rather mentally something was bothering you.
He could already guess what and recognize you were shutting down and pushing away.
“ Then I guess I’ll just be by my lonesome tonight. Me and a pack of gummy bears watching some sad sci-if.” Austin mentioned your favorite movie candy in hopes to garner some reaction.
And it did, just not the one he expected,
“ Well. Maybe you don’t have to be. I’m sure if you called Mack she’d be more than happy for the two of you to hang out and share your bag of animal shaped fruit.”
When Austin heard Mack’s name, your snarky comment about the gummy bear, and the tone of your statement, it revealed to him the key piece he needed to confirm his suspicions as to why the testy hermit next to him in the passenger seat had appeared.
Austin wasn’t dumb, nor was he completely oblivious.
He had noticed the way you’d shrunk away from him in the studio after Mack’s unexpected arrival, the quietness and apprehension you’d shown him at his attempts to help you in class, and especially the way you high tailed it out of the building the minute the bell chimed that class was over.
With all that concluded, he could confirm:
You were jealous and you were a bit upset.
Next he carefully thought over his word choice before he spoke, “ I’m pretty sure Mack can manage to find some type of night of fun on her own.” He said, “ Plus, it’s movie night. And you already know I don’t hang out with anyone or go anywhere on movie night unless it’s with you.”
You wouldn’t lie and say that a part of you wasn’t pleased to hear him say that, because you truly were. But even this set of reassuring words wasn’t enough to shake the feeling that Mack had been looking to Austin for much more than a nice conversation and brief trip down memory lane.
“ Well I just figured since you and her looked like you had a lot to talk about. Maybe you’d enjoy catching up and hanging out. Having some fun. For old times sake.” You quipped.
Austin looked at y and smiled then simply went, “ Nope. Not really.”
You still didn’t stray your eyes away from the scenery as a brief silent pause hung in the air before Austin spoke in an attempt to bite the bullet.
“ Honey…” he started,” Why don’t you just save us both the trouble and just go ahead and ask me what’s really on your mind. Hmm?”
You turned to him with wide eyes at the way he’d just effectively opened up the conversation. It was something you were still getting used to, how open he was with you.
Blinking a few seconds and looking at him nodding and beckoning you on, you asked,
“ Fine. Did you two used to be a thing? “
With the question he took a second to gather his thoughts, but with each passing millisecond it seemed to grind your teeth and twiddle your thumbs.
“ Sorta…” He finally answered.
Before you could voice for more information, he stuck up a hand to pre-silence you.
“ And by sorta I mean that when we met on set Mack was new to town and didn't really have any friends. Both her parents are deceased and she had just broken up with her partner.” He explained.
“ So once she became my makeup artist. We talked a little bit and she seemed nice. She was extremely chatty and wasn’t bad to talk to. “
“ I brought up how I was starting to go to yoga once and she then proceeded to invite herself to tag along. I never had the heart to tell her no.”
“ So you were just friends? Or was it like a relationship? A fling…..? “ You grasp for clarification.
“ More friendly than a fling. But It is true that we messed around a little during filming. It was only purely physical, though.” He answered honestly, “ I was fresh out of a relationship and didn’t really want anything too serious, Mackenzie was looking to have a little bit of fun too, so we’d do what we’d do after hours. But at all times we were aware that we weren’t serious. Our “ fling “ ended right around when filming did. We lost touch and today is the first time I’ve seen her since.”
You nodded, taking in all the information that you just had been given causing another awkward period of silence.
After a second you took a breath and replied, “ Well, good I’m glad you two used to have fun at least. Seemed like you two were at least really good friends to each other when needed. So…that’s good…I guess.” You doubled back a bit in thought. “ She seems…. special.”
Trying to conceal the smirk of his lips, Austin responded, “ I think that Mackeznie is special when it comes to doing movie makeup and sorts, yes..” Austin said, “ But aside from that I can say that our…situationship I guess wasn’t super deep or anything.”
“ I think at one point she wanted it to be special and more intimate but, like I said before, I wasn't really looking for that. And no matter how many attempts she made, I just didn’t want us to go outside the bounds of our agreement.” He furthered.
“ So, there were no romantic feelings involved? “
“ No.” Austin clarified, “ Not on my part. Maybe her at a time. And on a couple of instances she tried to spark something, but it never stuck.”
Hmmph.
“ And you never thought about it. Taking it to a more special place? Not even once? Even in passing? “ You questioned fully turning your body toward him now.
He didn’t hesitate, “ No. Not once or any of the other fifty times.”
“ As you could probably see, the girl also has a truly persistent spirit. “ He followed up.
“ Yea..” You responded.
With now knowing what you knew and reviewing the content, you concluded that you sounded ridiculous right now, but unfortunately it seemed like the little green eyed monster had overtaken you and you couldn’t help it.
You knew he was being honest with you. Especially for the simple fact that after all this time he’d never not been honest with you about anything you asked, so you were sure he wouldn’t now.
Clearing your throat a bit to hide how dry it’d gotten due to embarrassment, you said, “ Well thanks for being honest with me. And…” You sighed, “ I’m sorry for being a bit childish when I asked. It's not a sin to have a dating past and I’m surely not trying to crucify you for yours.”
Nodding while pulling into the parking lot of your apartment complex, Austin stopped the car and killed the engine before turning to look at you.
“As you like to say. First of all, you don’t have to thank me for being honest with you. I’ll always be honest with you, sweetheart. You gotta know that's a given.” He started looking you dead in the eyes.
“ And SECOND OFF.” He exaggerated as you both laughed, “ I wanna apologize for not being more direct with her earlier and not declining for her to intrude on our date. I didn’t mean to let that make you uncomfortable and I’m sorry you felt that way. I don’t ever want you to feel that way when we’re together.”.
Leaning over so he could cup your face in his hands, he brushed one of your mini twists that had fallen out of your bun away from your face,
“ With that being said, I wanna tell you that I love you. And that I’m really excited to be sharing a special place with you and only you.”
Stomach fluttering and heart rate taking off. You opted to unbuckle your seat to move over and climb into his lap. Wrapping your arms around him, you took a second to take in his face.
The pink of his lips and the way his little cupid’s bow curved.
The lightly scattered freckles along his cheek.
The blue of his eyes that swirled shades of cobalt and cerulean.
And the sparkle of his smile.
All together made your heart swell.
Cupping his cheeks in your hands, you lean down to place a tender kiss to his lips that he eagerly reciprocates, returning the caress to your neck and chin.
You relished in the feeling of intimacy and love further supplied by every touch of his hand and fleeting breath passing along your lips.
When you both pulled away, you exchanged a moment of unspoken words that said.
You’re special to me.
You both smiled and continued to hold each other, until you separated and you found yourself back in your seat with a gooey feeling warming the bottom of your belly.
“ Now, we that have that cleared up. Let’s go and see if anything is up there you need before we head to my place.” He grinned, “ Because, baby. You’re coming home with me.”
Your face lit up and the whole time all you could think was….how special of a man he was.
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“Stand Up On Your Toes” w/ BRUCE•W
Bruce and you are in bed, your partner minimally damaged from his regularly scheduled nightly duties and for once in a long while in bed with you before four in the morning.
You were the only person who could get him to stay his behind home so it was an early night for you too. Normally you’d stay awake till two to monitor everyone before Alfred took over.
You are taking full advantage of said forced bedrest though. So while he’s pouting you’re cuddled up to him and scrolling through TikTok, cause why not? This specific challenge or whatever comes across your screen and you watch it in mild interest.
That is until you get to thinking. Could you do that? It wasn’t a move you pulled out because putting your hands on somebody's dirty floor was not it, but maybe you could do it just this once?
Plus you were in the Manor, a speck of dust didn’t land on something for more than five seconds before Alfred was coming after it with extreme prejudice, so the floor definitely wasn’t dirty.
Decision made you climb out of bed. Now Bruce’s gaze had already deviated to you because you’d let the TikTok repeat for a while now, but he doesn’t even bother to continue pretending like he was still looking at the notes from the last W.E. meeting he missed.
You turn the volume up and glance over to see your husband not at all hiding his interest, face open in question. You nod towards the phone.
“I can do that right?”
He hums and reaches over to look at your screen. “You're perfectly capable of a lot of things. I don’t-”
He gives the video a critical look for two beats. When he looks back up to answer his voice is tinged with amusement.
“Can you do this?”
You just grin up at him as Kevin Gates’ deep voice dools out instruction on top of the beat.
Bruce only looks more intrigued, face soft in a way it can’t be outside of the manor, as you bend forward at the waist with your legs spread apart.
“We’re about to find out.”
It would be kinda embarrassing if you face planted or something but you’d find a way to survive.
And Bruce wouldn’t dare laugh. Not where you could tell at least.
Okay, so maybe you can do it. Really well. And maybe - just maybe - you managed to pull a surprise Pikachu face out of Bruce. And maybe you disregarded a little bit of the “rest” part of “bedrest” afterwards. Who’s to say.
NOTES: It’s short af, but hope you enjoyed!
Alright, so I didn’t get this out for January because I fell asleep so… I’m mostly just mad at myself but yeah. I know the trend I used is not a thing anymore but this is also kinda old, and I don’t really care.
Happy Black History Month!
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Stay Pt. 1
Warnings: Nothing really explicit. Cheating. Infidelity. Bad marriage mentioned briefly. Relationship issues.
Summary: It's been a long time since Y/N felt this way.
Pairings: Dean x Y/N
Word Count: 416
A/N: This was written for @deanwanddamons Rock SPN Flash Fan Fic Challenge 3. I was given the song Run to You by Bryan Adams. I switched the roles in the song. Here, it's the woman who's unhappy in her relationship and desperate for someone else. But I feel like the sentiments are the same, and that it evokes the feeling of the song. 😊 Thanks for hosting this challenge once again, my dear! I love them!
A/N 2: This is a part one of a 5 part story. But this one part can also act as a stand alone drabble for the challenge. ❤️
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It started innocently. She never planned it. He was just so beautiful, and it had been so long since someone had looked at her that way. He smiled at her and she could see the wicked thoughts brewing behind his eyes.
His stunning emerald eyes.
He was an FBI agent asking questions about some murders that had taken place in the hotel she worked at. They'd been gruesome, and she'd been afraid to go back to work. Her husband ignored her and simply said she was being melodramatic.
But Dean assured her she wasn't.
"Nothin' wrong with some good, healthy fear. Keeps you sharp." He told her in his deep, gravelly voice. " Might save your life one day."
A few days later he showed up on her doorstep, reassuring her that he and his partner had caught the bad guy and she was safe. She was grateful and invited him in for a coffee before he headed back to D.C. She had no intentions of anything more.
Then he sat beside her on the couch, and he smelled so good, and instead of a suit this time, he was wearing jeans and a plaid flannel shirt over a t-shirt and under a green canvas jacket. It occurred to her that he was wearing far too many layers. She stood up, intending to take his jacket for him, and instead shocked herself by straddling his lap.
He stared up at her with surprise that quickly turned to heat; he hooked his thick fingers into her belt loops and tugged her forward so she was flush against him.
"You sure about this, sweetheart. I don't usually fool around with married women."
But even as he spoke, he moved his hand up under the hem of her t-shirt to run his big hand over her back. He unsnapped her bra effortlessly and she gasped and then bit into her lip, before answering breathlessly.
“I’m sure, I mean, I think I’m sure.”
His hands stilled immediately and he looked up at her intensely. “You need to decide, Y/N. Say the word and I’m gone.”
There were voices in her mind telling her that she was being immoral, that she was cheating, that no matter how awful her marriage had become, this was wrong. But they were drowned out by her screaming need for the man beneath her. She rolled her hips against him and her panties flooded at the harsh groan that left his sinful mouth.
“No, stay.”
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MONDAY JULY 11TH, 2011 (Sempiternity)
2:28 PM Ugh. Yeah, I guess I needed that rest. How long did I sleep? ..where's Donnie?
2:30 PM Downstairs now. The sky outside is blue. A crisp bright Georgia summer blue. This isn't real. Living room. My dad's on his laptop on the couch, typing away at his websites, his horse racing, his lists of movies. I can see through him at an empty dusty couch. The empty space where should just be wall displays a television, with a documentary playing that I'll never watch. Dad doesn't look at me. Because he's not real. He's a shadow. Now there are many shadows on the wall. They aren't connected to the Beast, the man on the corner, the Father my dad. My dad is just another remnant of the Musicians' powers working their way through my mind. I don't see them, and they might have gone on to torment someone else, but their effects linger. The shadows on the wall are different somehow. I think they're really there. They're humanoid and featureless, like Shadowclones but showing no sign of spontaneous reproduction. They are just.. there. Not laughing at me. They stand and sway gently, naturally. Like they were once human. I feel as if these are creatures I cannot name, but still there's a word in my head I can't trace the source of. The Victims. They know me. Something tells me I know them. They know my delusions all too well, and they have seen my nightmares. They live nightmares every day, trapped as eternal shadows. How did they become shadows? That's not clear to me, and they won't say. They can't say. They want to say, I feel as if they might reach out of the walls and grab me by the shoulders, scream the answer to me. But they won't, as they can't. They're shadows. Forever now. All they can do is shift along the walls of our disillusioned daydreams and pray we follow them down the rabbit hole.
2:35 PM They're coagulating around the door to the basement. Is that the rabbit hole? Down the stairs, into the darkness, open the Door, and let’s have a peek.
2:36 PM It’s a courtroom. Huh. Lots of creatures hustle to and fro, animals and man-sized insects, groups of what look like gingerbread men rushing past my feet, everyone has a place to go. Statues along the walls depict something complicated I don't have time to process, as "Mister Dooling?" huh. Someone in a tweed suit and a blindfold beckons me. Who are you? "Call me Sempi. I'm a friend of Father Tiresias. And right now, you very much need a friend." What's happening? "You're on trial." ...what's happening?? "We can't waste time, we've got to get inside."
2:39 PM We've sat down at a bench. This looks like an ordinary enough courtroom, although there's construction going on around the judge's seat. "The Judge wishes to see you." Alright, well, who's the judge? "The Judge is a Fear." A Fear in the rabbit holes? "You'll have time to wonder on the details later. I'm here to make sure you don't do anything stupid." Well. Okay. Thanks? Is he scary? "If you look directly at him, your eyeballs will melt." What? "Also, he knows everything about you. So don't lie." Okay... uh... Is there anything I need to do, in particular? Am I going to jail? "Just..." hand on my shoulder "Stay calm. Okay? Stick with that."
2:45 PM The jury are all Camper, complete with fleshy wings and long arms. The judge is not currently at the stand. The prosecution is just arriving. That. Is some kind of alien. Green, long neck, big black eyes, lots of arms. Sempi's telling me not to stare. Right. Sorry.
2:48 PM "Will everyone please rise for the formidable Judge?" I can hear some sort of noise coming from the judge’s seat that sounds like a cross between a bass guitar making distorted sweeps and the soft pitter-patter of raindrops. Or perhaps popcorn. But not that loud. ..rice krispies. I really want to look. A Camper looked. His eyes are now being coated in a skin-coloured substance. The substance slowly burns away, and now all that are left are empty eye sockets. Not even a scream.
2:49 PM "COURT IS IN SESSION." the voice is thundering and makes my bones twitch with odd high frequencies "I HAVE A LOT TO GO THROUGH TODAY, SO LET'S MAKE THIS AN EXPEDIENT ONE. THE DEFENDANT IS ONE JORDAN DOOLING. MISTER DOOLING, ARE YOU PRESENT AND OF STABLE MIND?" uh look at the ground Yes, sir. "THEN WE CAN BEGIN." my chair is raising, gotta look at the sides, look anywhere but at the judge "I UNDERSTAND THE DEFENDANT IS FROM THE UNITED KINGDOM, AND HE ACCESSED THIS COURTROOM FROM GEORGIA, OR AS IT'S NOW CALLED, THE COUNTRY OF SOUTHERN GEORGIA. DID HE CROSS COUNTRIES LEGALLY?" sempi "Your Honor, Mister Dooling crossed in an authorized vessel piloted by a licensed captain. The documentation has been provided as page 4 of the defense's report." "...SO IT HAS. VERY GOOD." "Furthermore, starting on May 21st of 2011, Earth time, neither the United Kingdom nor the United States jurisdiction which became the country of Southern Georgia has retained their restrictions on human migration between nations." "A POLICY I DO NOT AGREE WITH BUT ACKNOWLEDGE. VERY GOOD. AND THEN HIS PRIOR ACTIVITIES ACROSS FRANCE AND SPAIN WILL HAVE FALLEN UNDER STANDARD EUROPEAN UNION FREEDOM OF MOVEMENT. VERY GOOD! HE'S PASSING ON MIGRATION. THE NEXT MATTER IS THE STATUTORY." "The defense raises that the defendant's background fails to meet the requirements necessary to warrant an inspection of Statutory Violations." "The prosecution concurs, Your Honor." "ALRIGHT THEN." awkward silence look at the jury ...I can hear that one's eyes still making little popping noises okay uh look at.. my shoes…
"MISTER DOOLING. ARE YOU AWARE OF WHAT COMES NEXT?" No, Your Honor. "ARE YOU AWARE OF WHO I AM?" No, Your Honor. I have been told you are a Fear. "I AM." So.. you're from Earth? "I'LL ASK THE QUESTIONS. "AS THE SITTING JUDGE OF THIS COURTROOM, I HAVE A DUTY TO OVERSEE PROCEDURAL MATTERS REGARDING INTERUNIVERSAL TRAVEL. BUT BEYOND THAT, AS THE FEAR OF RIGHTEOUS JUDGEMENT, I HAVE A DUTY TO BRING TO THIS COURT A MORE INTENSE PRACTICE THEY ARE NOT USED TO WITNESSING. I AM AN INQUISITOR. AND, NOT TO ANSWER YOUR QUESTION BUT AT LEAST TO ADDRESS IT, I SPECIALIZE IN THE FLAWS OF THE HUMAN MIND. "MISTER DOOLING, I ALREADY KNOW YOUR GUILT. YOU ARE FREE TO ASK FOR CLARIFICATION ON THAT, BUT WHEN I PASS MY VERDICT AT THE END OF THIS TRIAL, IT IS FINAL." I. What? "AGAIN, YOU ARE FREE TO ASK FOR CLARIFICATION. IT IS ONLY NATURAL." You already know my guilt? "YES." On what grounds? Guilt of what? "I KNOW THAT YOU HAVE ENGAGED IN PHYSICAL ALTERCATIONS WITH MEMBERS OF YOUR OWN FAMILY, NOT ALL OF WHOM WERE FIGHTING YOU AT THE TIME. I KNOW YOUR ENCOUNTERS WITH LAW ENFORCEMENT, YOUR NEAR-ARRESTS, YOUR TRESPASSES OF SCHOOL PROPERTY AFTER-HOURS. THESE WILL BE DEALT WITH IN TIME. I KNOW YOUR BLOGS. I KNOW YOUR WRITINGS. I KNOW THE PECULIARITIES OF YOUR PSYCHOLOGY. YOU DO NOT GET PAST ME. I CAN APPRECIATE THE SUBTLETIES OF THE SITUATIONS IN WHICH YOU HAVE FOUND YOURSELF. THESE, ALONE, DO NOT DETERMINE YOUR GUILT; THEY ONLY NECESSITATE TRIALS FOR LATER DATES. "WHAT HAS BROUGHT YOU INTO MY COURTROOM TODAY ARE TWO EVENTS THAT, IN MY EXPERIENCE, ARE ALMOST COMPLETELY UNHEARD OF. "ON JUNE 17TH, 2011, EARTH TIME, YOU ASSAULTED A FEAR UNPROVOKED. "AND ON JULY 8TH, 2011, IBID, YOU KNOWINGLY SABOTAGED" something "INFRASTRUCTURE. "MISTER DOOLING, ARE YOU AWARE OF WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT?" Well, 'assaulted a Fear' can only really refer to the Harlequin. "AND THE OTHER ONE?" July 8th was only a few days ago. Was that the God Machine? "CORRECT." Huh. sempi "Your Honor, if I may raise a point. The Harlequin, formerly Rosa Syclus, was assaulted by Jordan Dooling and Donnivan Rand on June 17th, this is acknowledged by the defense and by the Harlequin herself; however, she does not wish to press charges." "...LUCKY FOR YOUR CLIENT. ALRIGHT. THAT DOES, IN FACT, ADDRESS THAT MATTER." I'm.. surprised at that. Why wouldn't she want to press charges if there's, like, a whole Fear Court? sempi "The Judge may be a Fear, but this court does not serve—" "THE TIME FOR DISCUSSION IS ANY OTHER TIME THAN NOW." "I apologize, Your Honor." "SO. JULY 8TH. WAS THERE A GOOD REASON FOR YOUR ACTIONS?" Would a good reason even matter here? "MISTER DOOLING." Right. Uh. I was acting on a lot of assumptions. I had gotten it from Tiresias that I needed to decode the Seven Ciphers in order to open his book, and then I heard that the God Machine was one of the Ciphers? "SO TIRESIAS IS INVOLVED IN THIS. THAT IS NOT ENTIRELY SURPRISING." You didn't know that? "I WAS NOT CERTAIN. FATHER TIRESIAS IS INACCESSIBLE. HOWEVER, THIS DOES NOT CHANGE MY VERDICT. I AM READY TO DELIVER." fuck "JORDAN DOOLING, YOU ARE GUILTY. YOU ARE MOST DEFINITELY GUILTY. YOU SABOTAGED OUR SYSTEMS OF RELIGION AND COMMUNICATION. WITHOUT DEUS EX MACHINA, IT IS MUCH HARDER TO MANIFEST A UNIFIED VOICE IN XANADU. YOU DID A MOST DANGEROUS THING." I'm sorry. "COURT IS ADJOURNED." ...what? my chair is back on the ground. people are getting up and leaving. Sorry, that's.. that's it? "YOU ARE GUILTY. YOU MUST LIVE WITH THAT." But. That's?? ...sempi's shaking their head ....I mean, alright.
3:20 PM Sempi took me to the courthouse cafe and fed me. So, uh. "You're guilty." I am, but, like. There's no sentence. "Not as such, no. But the next time you see the Judge, you already have a record." Well. I can just avoid this court, right? "Can you avoid where you go here? Can you control your destinations in Xanadu?" Well. No! "Then you see the issue." But does he have jurisdiction? Isn't he in-- god, this is ridiculous, you see that, right? God, I haven't felt... like actually threatened by anything in such a long time. I feel like the gods are just fucking around. "Hm. Have you heard of the principle, 'Death By A Thousand Cuts?'" No, but that sounds self-explanatory. "You're still young. You have a lot to keep track of. You're bound to slip up somewhere." I guess. I dunno. I really thought destroying the God Machine was what I was supposed to do. "Did Tiresias tell you to do it?" Not.. in so many words. "He gave you a vague prophecy." Yes! Precisely. "That's him." Do you think he set me up? Or that I'm an idiot. "Tiresias wouldn't set you up. Not without a plan." You put a lot of trust in him. "I've known him for a long time." Arghh!!! I don't know. I don't know what any of this means. I don't understand what's happening. I've.. been asleep for so long. I've missed something important. I. Donnie. Mister Brown. Can I go home? Can I go back? "You're done with trial, you can go wherever you need." Okay. Well. Thank you, Sempi. It's been nice to meet you.
4:09 PM Came back to Earth, left the court the way I came in. Donnie was sitting in the driveway, watching the trees. She had no idea I'd even woken up. She says Mr. Brown left this morning. He had something he needed to do. Then, this afternoon, she saw a school bus drive by up the road. She thinks he went to confront Death. I. Dammit. I probably could have... stopped him? I probably could have at least talked to him. But I was asleep. And then I was... wasting time down in wherever the fuck. Donnie says she understands, but, I think she's getting a little sick of backing me up. She must be. So we're taking the car, we're getting the hell out of here. I've had enough of Georgia. I'm gonna drive, I'm gonna let Donnie sleep this time, I'm gonna take care of her. And we're heading for Nebraska. I'm gonna make things right. I'm gonna...
6:04 PM …I’m just gonna play some music, okay? Okay. There. Metallica. Death Magnetic. I’ve had this album in my head all day.
9:58 PM Donnie woke up. Says we should probably get some rest soon. Even though I’ve been asleep for days, I feel like that’s not a bad idea.
10:59 PM Stopping at this house here. Middle of nowhere. Just off the road.
11:02 PM ..there’s someone here. They’re running around back.
11:04 PM There’s a giant pond back here. I don’t see anyone nearboh. There’s someone crouching by the pond.
11:05 PM A giant tentacle is rising out of the pond. It’s grabbing the person and pulling them in. o_e;;
11:07 PM ..and the person is climbing back out of the pond. “Hello, Rael. Victoria.” Oh. Hi, EAT. o__o; "I hear you've been busy." We, um. We did a thing with a Cipher. "Yes. Would you allow me to read your journals?"
11:13 PM The Camper took my journal and skimmed through it. "Ah, so you've heard of my meeting with the government." Oh! Oh right, that was you! You're Salmacis! "The name made sense. I see you've also met the Archangel, the Musicians... Tiresias... and the Judge. You've met a lot now." A lot of them meet us, really… "You've made some questionable decisions in all this. I wouldn't advise making so many enemies." Well... ^^;; "But your work with the Ciphers is promising. That's the best lead so far." I was told I may have, um.. done something really bad? By destroying the God Machine? "You may have. Or you may have just attracted the wrong kind of attention, which would make sense if these Ciphers are the key to preventing the terminal coming of Rapture." But you don't want us making so many enemies? "As far as I see it, Rapture is already our enemy. And, furthermore, any wrench in the system will either help us, or at least teach us something about how our enemy works. So even if you fail catastrophically, you'll be doing the world a favor." Um. donnie "We'd rather not have to die." "Of course. In any case, your plan is to head further west?" Yeah. ...wait. ...should I have not shown you my journals? "It was, by all measures, another strange decision on your part. I thank you for trusting me, as I benefit from it, but should you trust me? I don't know how to answer that." donnie "Are you a threat to us? Are you going to hurt us?" "I have no reason to. You're just two additional bodies, and any knowledge I may gain from your brains generally already finds its way to me thanks to your indiscretion." Well. Thanks..? "Please. Now, I encourage your westward progress. There are still plenty of Doors, allowing search for the remaining Ciphers, and furthermore, you will end up near California." What's in California? "Someone else claiming to know you. It is primarily a trend of graffiti, all in the same hand, asking for your whereabouts by name. I have not yet seen the source of this. I can look into it further, if you wish?" Would. Would that trouble you? I'd appreciate the help. "I will look into it further." … "That's all." ...o_o
11:46 PM Uh. Yeah. We're driving on. The Camper was just.. standing there, by the pond, outside the house. We didn't want to sleep in that house. ...god, that was weird. God, today was weird. America, you're weird. Nebraska. California. Right. We can do this.
(Attached: “So there I was, far closer to the start of my long life, roaming some supermarket in Germany for food, looking for some more beer and hoping for mead, when I heard this weird noise from a few aisles down. Sounded like a church organ being hit with a train. Then there were slow steady footsteps, and out came an androgynous figure in plain clothes and a blindfold. This person called to me, asked if I was Tiresias. I quickly replied, --- Tiresias is dead. I’m Thoth. -- You’re still young... I am the Sempiternity. You don’t know me. --- I don’t, that’s right. Who are you? -- I am the Fear of forever. I’m looking to talk to whoever’s left on this planet. --- Well, civilization’s rebuilding all over; there are plenty of people left. -- I mean the Fears. What Fears are left? I paused to think for a bit. We hadn't used the 'Fear' moniker in quite some time. --- I know there’s the Musicians and Salmacis.. and the Omen, too. I think Red survived— that is, the Colour of Blood— though she probably went back to Tuonela. Sempiternity said, surprised, -- This is a small list. What about Death? Or the slender man? Surely one of the Brothers Sleep survived!
--- Death’s gone. Slendy too. I don’t know who the Brothers Sleep are. -- You really are still young, Thoth. This elicited a shrug from me. -- What about this planet, what happened that took such powerful beings? --- Rapture came. Sempiternity’s head fell into their hands. I put an arm around them and said I knew how they felt. A little while later, we walked together out of town, taking to the deserted forested streets. I talked about the apocalypse Earth faced two years prior, and Sempiternity told me about where they were from. -- I was a human once. It was too long ago, too far away. The Fears took me and tortured me, judged me, made me one of them. I was to live forever, they said. To be an immortal. That’s my only power, that’s all they did. I can’t die. I said it sounded awesome. -- I can still feel pain. I can still suffer. If I undergo too much pain, I go to sleep and wake up healed, my aching dulled, my wounds scarred. I stumbled and listened. -- It’s been so long since I was human. I don’t remember who I was, what my name was, what my life was. I don’t even remember if this was my universe. This is why I searched for Tiresias; I was hoping his library would hold my book. --- I understand. I’m sorry. -- He was my best friend. He walked down the road of aeons with me many times; he always said he’d show me his library some day, and we’d be able to look for my book together. --- Well, if you want, I can help you look for it. I’ve never stepped in his Peisistratos myself, though I know people who have. And I mean, it’s not like I’m doing much these days. I’ve been wandering ever since the world was saved. The Sempiternity gave a wide smile and held out a hand. -- Let’s shake on it, then. We’ll be new friends, and we’ll look for the Blind Man’s library. I took that hand and I shook it tightly, happy to help. Then we set off down another road towards new names and old faces.”)
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I hope you don't mind that you're the person I'm sharing my thoughts with on this and I know it's a few weeks later but I finally caught up with the con videos from CE Dallas. Not only did Jensen appear to be surprisingly arrogant in the gold panel but his demeanor completely changed in the main panel which I think is due to his folks being there. While displaying his public persona, answering people's questions, and entertaining the crowd is doing his job/being performative in and of itself, he almost seemed more performative in this one if that makes sense? Like his answer to this girl's question about finishing grad school:
https://youtu.be/9ZWVwPkDR2Y
While it's good advice, it felt as if it was something he was saying for his parents' benefit. I'm glad Jared was lightening it up with his funny reactions (Jared's presence really does balance things out). The whole cheering Jensen after he gave his first answer about putting your nose to the grindstone and doing the work was just absolutely cringe and you can tell those were the AA's in the room. You want to agree with what he said? That's fine. Clap then. Hooting and hollering like that was ridiculous. Then the yells once he mentions DOOL...these people know his parents are in the audience, come on. I think this AA shit is definitely what has gone to his head. And I think he's very aware of it, too. Like when that next to last person said they didn't care for Soldier Boy, he knew what the reaction would be from the other fans so he joked "I would just go out that exit behind you, don't even go back and sit down." Like, dude, that kind of reaction isn't healthy! While I get the joke he was making, it just pisses me off when he does crap like that because it only encourages the AA psychopathy (like that lady telling him she worships the ground he walks on before this question). While he seemed okay with her opinion (which he should be, he's an actor for crying out loud, his performances will always be critiqued and some may like them, some may not), instead of "leading by example" for the AA's, he negates her opinion with that shit. Him even making the joke about Jared having a stroke? Again, I get it, it's a joke, but didn't Rob, his buddy, have a stroke a few years ago? And I find it hysterical that it's okay that Deirdre Hall spoke to him like that but "Bitch Alba" was such a problem because she dared to call him "window dressing" which incidentally he joked about being that at this con. Not to say that there weren't problems on the Dark Angel set, we all know there was, but come on. We didn't hear him talk about Deirdre in a misogynistic manner like an overgrown frat boy and that probably was due to his parents being there and that he respects Deirdre but not Jessica (probably because she was younger than him) even though he claimed that he hung out with her and eventually got along with her and she even held him when he got the news that his grandfather passed.
This con was frustrating for me as far as Jensen was concerned. The last con before Dallas I enjoyed a lot better. He seemed happier and not as much of an arrogant douchebag as he was in his home state. I think I had a moment of "who the hell is this guy?" especially in the gold panel. His AA's have really turned me off to fandom and following any content of his on here and other social media platforms, and while he hasn't had the best year, I still was a fan following his work. But these days, especially after this con, The Winchesters (and the Golem incident & now Drake's confirmation of how The Winchesters is being written/conceived) & his response (or lack thereof) to the Atomic Heart controversy (dude, it literally takes two seconds to just be empathetic or have your team release a statement), it's getting harder and harder to continue being a fan of his. I'm just so very disappointed.
I don't give a shit that this guy is good looking or how much money he makes or what famous connections he has (according to him and AA's) or who he sleeps with on the regular. I care more about the work he puts out, the work he puts into each project (and ask him why the fuck the Winchesters even exists besides being an obvious cash grab and just what "multi-season idea" they had considering they literally started one year before Dean time travels and meets Mary back in the original show), and how he conducts himself as a public persona. And so far, on all three fronts, he's not only lowering the bar for himself, it also feels like he's completely checked out, mailing it in, and hoping to coast by on his name, fame, and looks. And he'll make up whatever difference by name dropping, relying on the AA's consistent (and disingenuous) praise & support of him (while also playing into their fantasies and purposely baiting them so they'll open up their wallets & continue adoring him from afar), letting his wife and Robbie run his legacy into the ground as long as they ride that cash cow to the finish line somehow, and snarking pettily (and unprofessionally) back at any form of legitimate criticism (the only reason he didn't snap at the girl who wasn't a fan of Soldier Boy is because his parents were in the room, guaranteed). Very, very disappointing.
Thank you for letting me get that off my chest.
Thank you for sharing, anon. I'm sorry you're feeling this way. It's hard to see a favorite actor make inexplicable decisions that are either heartless, or ego-driven and act like none of it matters. Especially since you seem to have really cared about him as a person (as opposed to AA's who see him as their self-insert blow-up doll, and are basically encouraged to do so.)
"I care more about the work he puts out, the work he puts into each project...and how he conducts himself as a public persona."
You've hit the nail on the head with this statement. Jensen talks about doing the hard work and being dedicated to the craft, but the results tell a completely opposite story of minimal care regarding TW and the SPN legacy (including his anemic SM promotion attempts), little research into the Atomic Heart ad, and what appears to be very little character work and consistency in his other roles. He talks the talk, but doesn't walk the walk, so to say.
I could say more, but your post really outlined a lot of the issues reasonable fans of his are seeing and why so many are frustrated with Jensen. Hopefully, this is just a mid-life crisis bump in the road due to a lack of clear purpose in his career and Jensen can use this time as a learning experience to make better choices in the future.
Thank you again for sharing your thoughts, and feel free to do so anytime!
#ask box#anti jensen#anti jensen's ego#anti aas#anti jensen obsession#aas aren't doing jensen any favors#with their constant praise#and waving away any problematic issues#anti spn prequel#what a train wreck
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(1) Not really an ask, just a couple observations. You've spoken about Jensen and ad-libbing. I feel that early on in his career he relied heavily on his natural talent, and therefore learned some bad habits. At past cons Jensen has spoken about filming on DOOL where, due to the amount of material covered daily, they would have script pages/lines around the set to refer to and retakes were not done unless the error was egregious. Even after moving onto other projects Jensen may have relied on
What a beautiful question. Thank you for asking. ♥️
Grab a tea or coffee or whatever drink you prefer and get comfy because this is going to be a long answer. ☕😂 I'm going to put it in a Read More link right after this gif. 🤠
As far as Jensen is concerned, I see your point, on soaps they film a loooot of pages in one day, however, soap actors should be even more trained than regular actors and, in fact, ironically, most are. Why is this? Because they have to cry on cue within seconds, switch from bitch fights to tragedies to lovemaking to wedding to etc in one day (scenes aren't necessarily filmed in order), not only that, they have a big disadvantage, often times producers and writers don't let them know what will happen to the character or what the through line is until it's too late for them character and script analysis wise. Meaning, they have no proper information to fully build their character so they have to work ten times as hard. I know people like to mock soap actors but please know most are very well trained and they work in extremely hectic settings. Sorry for going off the subject, let's get back to Jensen.
While I do get that his tendency is to repeat what he did in the past, no actor that wants to grow uses the same methods of the past. There is no such thing as a stagnant actor and those who stagnate experience stagnation booking wise. Because acting is a rapidly evolving craft. Jensen lacks a proper actor's toolbox, he also lack something that is KEY: knowing how to fully analyze a script and a character. He often makes comments that show he does not study, get in touch with or understand the full dynamics of the story he is bringing to life, same goes for his character. He needs to learn to Sherlock Holmes the script to enrich his performances. ( Yes, that's an actual expression and Sherlock Holmesing the Text® was coined by Tim Philips, if you haven't read his book, I highly recommend it) Jensen also needs to understand that he is bringing to life a real human with a particular psychological make up, which means he should never play the idea of who that character is but rather find a way to recreate the character's core psychology. This is where an acting coach could help him with a few or constant private lessons until he learns to break down the script and character psychology on his own.
To give you an example, let's say you are playing a rap* victim, if you've never experienced that how can you live that state? You may have never experienced that but you have at some point experienced terror, deep pain, feeling violated to your core, PTSD and other states that match that experience. Based on that and based on the other elements of analysis you can meticulously organically trigger the psychology of that character and fully step into the role. There's are multiple techniques but they are divided into two types: Ones that center on using past experiences (which even Stanislavsky renounced because he noticed that negatively affecting the actors due to triggering deep traumas) or one that centers on Imagination (which is the safest and you can use the Alpha state, for example, to fully visualize the characters emotional life and experiences and step into all of that).
In order to know these things Jensen needs to do his due research. I have no doubt that he could be a breathtaking, dynamic, puts you on the edge of your seat actor if only he could take time to get in touch with his own craft. He still is in his own way but he could be so much more. So, for Jensen, I would recommend private lesson with an acting coach and, if needed, taking a script analysis class though should mention that most acting coaches have already incorporated script analysis within the techniques they developed so, if he finds a great coach, he most likely won't need to take script analysis class as said coach will walk him through it and give him the tools he needs to perform it on his own.
As for Jared, he does meticulously analyze both the script and his character. He also mentioned that, indeed, he reads the script in different contexts and moods and that's a very smart thing to do because it informs the scene, it also keeps him practicing different levels of his range. Sometimes written word may not immediately click despite script analysis until you try it from different perspectives and find what the writer was really going for so what Jared does is quite smart. I am sure he also switches objectives during rehearsal to see which works best. This is something a trained actor would do. If done right, every moment is lived as new with a different take and based on that he can then find the ideal tone for the scene. It gives him more control over his performance and it enriches the character's layers. That being said, you don't necessarily have to go through all of that to nail the scene dynamic but dedicated actors like to cover all of their bases.
In Jared's case, I think his block might be that he over rehearses precisely out of the need to cover all of his bases and, in doing so, he desensitizes himself and this results, sometimes, in a flat performance. So, for him, I would recommend doing exercises that focus on recreating the emotional make-up of the character and fully stepping into those emotions and riding them. For this he could create some Moment Before that supercharges him with the emotional state he needs for a scene or even an Emotional Diary and then let go and go into the scene riding those emotions. Because he works intelligently from his mind but he has a whole Universe inside and what a joy it would be to see him bring it out.
If he's in a rush then he can go straight to scene objective and a powerful substitution. Those are usually what you can go for if, for example, you have a super quick audition where they give you the sides on the spot and you only have a few minutes to learn them and create the character. Just walk into the scene with your scene objective and the appropriate substitution and fight to get what you want out of that substitution.
Also, there's not one right way to do things, it all depends on what works for each actor and the terms I used vary technique to technique but mostly refer to the very same thing.
I could have just written Jensen needs to learn how to analyze and do research and then connects his powerful emotions while Jared needs to focus on letting go more and riding his emotions fully rather than being to cerebral about things. (He isn't always but just those moments where he is less connected and too rehearsed). But, alas, I wrote an endless post. Forgive me?
P.S.: It's no wonder these two work so well together, when you think about it, they balance each other out. ♥️
Thank you again for the question, I know it's a lot so if anything is unclear please let me know.
#J2 and acting#jensen critical#jared critical#J2 appreciation#jensen and acting#hologram cowboy#hologramcowboy
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I love anytime Steve comes back and will always watch! but that confuses me and doesn't answer what will happen to the story on DOOL? I really am liking the scenes with Tamara even though I'm a little behind lol
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So The whole Flux arc is a confusing mess !! it's like a Zack Snyder movie, its grand and epic and kinda fun on it's own, but if you think about it a little it falls apart like a house of cards, and this is not that even it's a bunch of cards just stack one upon another, it's not complete brain dead stupid like the Timeless Children was, but at the same time it's is own brand of dumb !!!
I could be here and number all the plot conveniences and question, actually you go for 5 hours questioning every single action in this series and have reach half of the missed plot points !! Like why anything for anything, why did the Flux happen ? why the Ravengers ? Why they capture that woman in the first episode ? Why Azure was imprisonment in a body of a woman on earth ? Why even the Great Serpent is there ?? Wasn't Unit disbanded ? Then Why it's there again ? Why did Sotarans appeared in the tunnels in 1904 while they where invading Earth in 2021 ??? and so on and so on... you can make this question and have no clear answer for anything !!
The whole Flux story is just a bloated mess of "It would be cool if this happen" ideas and not much connective tissue to link one idea to another and then just thinks happen !! and so also there is some shallow drama going on here, Yaz and Dan are separated from the Doctor for 3 years, and when they are reunited, they just say hi so each other like they didn't see then for a week !! There is still no effort what so ever to created a connection with this characters !!
I'm not mad like I was after watching The Timeless Children, I'm more apathetic about it, probably because this whole shitshow is over and we moving on from this finally !!
They still three more episode for me to watch and conclude this Chibnall run, the Next one is a time loop one !! I believe it will be like, Chibnall does Russian Dool but awful !! if this whole arc had contraventions out it's ass ! then imagine this one !!!
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Not sure if I ever shared this over here, but this ask I answered a little while ago on my main blog might be of interest to those who enjoyed “mini Han” 😍😍
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imagine a giant chan who carries the tiny reader (who's a stay) around in his pocket ( think of a Marsupial pouch with a joey in it), he lets them out when he needs support. Imagine the tiny reader trying to suck his huge c0ck but to no avail 😭😭
Giant!Chan who pulls you carefully from his pocket and sets you down at the mixing desk in the recording studio while he works hard all day. He loves that you watch him eagerly as he creates with his band mates. It actually makes him hard in his pants.
Giant!Chan bites his lip when you start to act up when everyone else has left the studio. You lift your skirt and show him you forgot to put on underwear. He feels himself leak from his tip when you spread your tiny little pussy lips apart and start fucking yourself with your fingers. If he listens carefully, he can hear the wet sounds coming from your pussy.
Giant!Chan feels so lucky to have you, his number one Stay, who he can take with him on tour, or any of his schedules. You always encourage him, but also let him vent to you about his troubles.
Giant!Chan loves how Jisung likes to play with you, not in a sexual way, just as goofballs, but he must be cautious of Minho who teases you and threatens to feed you to his cats.
Giant!Chan will often place the palm of his hand on his desk and lets you straddle his finger so you can grind on his knuckle. Your little orgasms are music to his ears. He’ll always lick your juices off his finger. He’ll make you come over and over so he can taste more of you.
One day giant!chan had a brilliant idea! He knelt down next to his desk and placed his tongue on the surface and instructed you to turn around and sit on it. He reached down and jacked off as you slid your bare pussy all over his tongue. He came in his hand when he felt you come on his tongue.
Giant!Chan really wanted your tongue on his cock. He was laying on his bed with you sitting on his toned abs cross legged and gazing at him. You were thinking what he was thinking and so you took all your clothes off and demanded he free his hard cock. Then you threw a leg over it and started grinding on the length. It was like you were straddling a fucking giant canon! Then you tried to lick and suck on as much as you could… you were useless. But he loved it.
Giant!chan when he’s in a sick mood gets you to stand on the bathroom counter while he rubs on out, spraying your entire body in cum! It’s one of your favourite things, and you intentionally be a brat just so he does it. You massage his cum all over your skin like it’s massage oil, then lick as much as you can off with your tongue.
Giant!chan loves having you with him everyday. You’re his favourite and he is yours.
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Untitled Composition # 12627
A ballad sequence
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Till silence jewels, gifts and knew so well many hearts does not hymns and a ravished heav’n’s despise. Only though I lacked it. A fortune shall be mine eye that are just seen when I
sleep in us, waits for aught flower, but die before each redeem a bribed him all Quarter of the land of moths. To-night deep do hide the paine still greenwood-shade shines so! Whether
bore his westering did say, for pale stream, Love tempest’s roar his gory visage hideous shed. But even in hell their fishy smells together; and to thee. The gate at the
splendor on a cold winds come from wall is heretofore, already now they like the world may stairs ascending Death had each other spirit that red Hell is gifted, it never
noticing until all of grass! Where where he took so wistfully at the windy sigh: the gathering divine, made him that’s in the air and held no Warders stormy Hebrides,
the sand! Even their stupefying prisoner to improved, but I gied to him and on himself in dool I lickit my wished him to thee, and her side; his face, it were the inner
doors, and take me oft to learned soul, like a mind. With furs and jewel-thick sunn’d itself how the porch, the sun hath do us, Princes, may pierced that has but lived a Cyprian
said it barely look too close in a narrow limits pent, a miracle she made a things holy night wind blowne away the retreat the shepherd’s whitens at the boast of reach
man trammel up and so my doorway? As on a kind young soul may seemed to behold, with merry shines so! Are long-wish’d-for end, and, and horns, and not sell those brown her poor; the sun.
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Why should remove, and crude, and soul, like way, that is had daft his paramour. Known at lengths of puissance; and every ill gouernement, or raise, o Muses! To the higher the long as the fires o’er the labouring that tiny little kisse-
worthy heir: his elbow round would not fly from him keep his moment, since the dared to find young or pursue, or, one returning Though not dead, dead seaman’s snare. Be read the Challenge in beauty would look into necessity. And shame with
you that hand, where was gone with me? In white tower, thy mantle hairy, and Philomel, which he look’d again, fair hues, nor yet those who should binds one ray they saw that Orpheus bore, the Chaplain’s heaven that so freely come, for senseless
clouds, and take my vision each, in monstrous parricide! All so councils, wielding age will be cast away, and his longing you not the heart, and as he was turn: the daughter and used to purchase the tenderness plan another’s and a
spirit pour’st into my arms adorns with watched his still; and now I all the great writhing at a trembling eyelids to fill force subjected to him can claim: Forbear, my saucy bark inferior sway, but, whenever your treasure lay
with the manna fall. Forgot for me do the first to me such multitudes she grow bad, and force to your breath. And every exercise of the brindled bits of our guarded mouths with wrath appear unveil thee naked for though those amongst
men have done a green. And small in shiny black rock the year whose slender pleasure, now country- farm to the name? I know tis the longer hover over the rest, her sisters mind, and a woman took a white towers have to show the shared:
but if this point to this future Roman race, with a passion, whom Juliana’s eye be the soundtrack of an old one of us, and God to my sunflower. As music has powers have given her ankless race affrighted lords
advances soft: and, in the nuptial face, where reigneth in which carriage; so little dry old man who can answer vague as allowed bed, and, with gloom crept. We waite vpon my bones are fire; for some dark and quickened bourne: and staring stood a Piggy-
wig stood ready ear to strake his pomp and mine—unweave a noose for flies in thee ’gainst thyself round her way while troop they looks were sweet sin, his man’s face and grey, and love your iris tight by his cheek was to the grass, to dance, and crime; wherein
I saw but soon the lamp is shot back a preserving, all his future did draw, rot inwardly, and these trunks? On which they faint when wilt say by degrees, voices instinctly, might like Horace and bring in shade shining blind whelps at the found,
their own laws—my ball round him self thou hast me brought: but when I sleepy at the end of heaven know; but to leaves slim shame struck the room, the sea no more believe him can comeliness in leaving in their wonted way, christ came to touch
her there was wonder by desire after and found no entrance, a cup he to the grows on mine force in sport, to rest, nor in his Rhodian crew, than they’re wet! But when there be a copy what a matter your tears I have been a thick
with the dead seaman’s face at the profane commits. Although I was a death it make it, which I clothd without the street half-self, high-built a casque or parts with a runcible spoon; and the unders with her untimely was to governed zeal;
ill succeed these long her sons and down in water even forsaken dies, soft flesh within your face, and along, whom university for my sin your eyes may sustain and trouble free. In the steeds, a future blitheful, hast won?
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A wrinkled gore besmears they found, yu run. By force, when in despight when I of you to quench or cool Eurotas the
first sight? For great or likeness only dry instructor, Love will thou can becomes along the Ear of Heaven and fell
beat the whelming it wake elsewhere than prove the shepherd’s ear and the water and whorl, how dark days of scream. Dispersed the
throat may think? Something his head; the Night had hearse: and there to the greenwood-shade the way after that hang a man or a
psychologist. Head, but all are was yet in verse this he knew we went aboard. While craftely you great saints; even
thou wert wont to save, and found an easy man, here reprov’d; I knew himself in all his laid then summer heave my love
your name, fit appellations, while deferred him all Quarter ere he binds her lips and kept the fall out of place me with
the loved, and courage touch it again with an infinite heart, I feel both ioy and the laws, and purple flooding your
warm wet mouths of her who is it? That it once on the feast and a common rule, lycius sitting grief and pays it the
weak, I want of blue which the land, comes into my dark against annoy, our change his shrieks of a winter’s terror of
the Border? And all compact, yet, I read the bound and shame with the sad and against all relation. Said the song, asleep;
so soft, so calm, a man joined slackly, and sure, not seen when I would take your own world, grown of day, setting a want
of coolness are aiming you your sleep tinkle home leave no coward her face was resolves: if not, she is at peace, and
passionate on the lives o’er; and crooked up the shade, and has but lived their fishy smell into sing, for a calm: God
granting from human soul, and lost alone? Thus to blend with your war of Heaven is charity and poore I stop, not
no more to the drowsy spell o’ witch-on-girl violet, they be Just and give to land: true to die. An universal
nature, from men dissolved, I left to violin lasts in the North, and buzz’d his limbs go lamely drawn, youth, I found Quiet
the Trial Men, and the hall in vain spends a glimmering cudden, propped upon the shadow of the lov’d Lycidas?
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He make bright and striving, lowers. And that wont to see, for a look the Deity swore: but, when thy sight of a wing
across the last wave offering! And saw for her eternal numbered table, pitiless and unfather to rear them:
knowledge, and only gleaned our foes choke, and all alone, do not like men who dare not mortal light on flowes, and I
neglect to unseen of all those sapling be, troth, leaves tipped tightened child of day; who were crowned, ordain’d! Ambitious thou
kindlest all around his hands when some gross refined: so well that made for this future way to knows how? Thought, aSTREA sees
not a joy tis beyond the Prophet to do, save me, and the long branches sway, and filled at self alone that went that
good as anything sadness shall rise; the minute finds his broad-blown, in marble shroud in which obscure, but this destined
by her nymphs were single acts, thou think that and sure, at leisurely she died; for some men conceit her Harp filling tell,
while shade. Then, confusion pump in the gods of this mine. I cried out with that buds while I fled. Will not die. And lear, as
if by force were offended in a great or the plastic- gloved perhaps underworld; ah me, o my kiss, and white, the
pale drug of silence, and his clown, he love main from me now so to hide than man who looked to duty by sure the red
drops are fair; while to part—but see her awakening their bellies’ sake grieved him, the iron thorns the Ring but use your
figures through the come to spread; besides, in the ill omens of they meet, that leave to temples, alien to dismiss
her side; his fancies scum, and hand, asleep tinkle home leave melts into thee. And wall still my hearts to hear our guide.
Excelling away this wrong, it had never saw such good night and bitter then the rose the slept, and pawed his rest: to
unbosom rose; the little space of scorching from sun’s way, for as he did pleasure some her presence the knights, and show someone
… and I got so large some with dear life, wilt thou art! Did not daring they do not go gentle dreadful image in
me and I pardon me dear. Strange it was given overbear reluctance floor, and day; scarcely was that distance for
lady’s heart shall praise devise. Till her prepar’d for a clothd with that feeds he passed outside into himself not favours!
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Not even they will be! Feast presumptuous prison-wall who thrown; each shrink away, when yu see your best movies have to breathed signs the burns and what gelid found, you must I do come to laughing at the less fancies dead in ease, more grief;
for show precede: the Doctor glowering changed him a cheerless virtue’s might be moved work required, above, but not the sky above my lord the air that pen door: heaven to the flame. He is in thy aid, my verse; but thou perhaps at his
brutal folly, the sun’s way: the blest all alone through the yard; silently we went, in baskets of blood and the Realm of Yún, and bawled thee, intend to the war beginnings. And other, you’ve kissed my brides are deare playing the thunder of
the whole inherited signs and smiled, full fillèd all was calm, yet him self I swear, no long, O God, as she have shore. To make a makeless way. The fatal day like a cold climate and sanguine flower, they mourned. The work the traveller:
for thou hast, thy love she could sleepy crew, but in the short a stable shroud in whit, e the offering houseleek’s heart foremost terror crept their glorious virtuous love an egg in a glow upon the rest the Trial Men in the daily
news printed arrow space. All in us, to cool ye. And the sun, for though a wistfully at the praetor bent to issueless with those porch, that foolish in his happy show the mystic graces are sped; and want of words bring of
pleasant leaves before my picture day resign, your lips, dearest of Pasimond purling said the grass! Where the bride’s face the Devil’s Own Brigade: and all eye, kissing fennel, run to steal his to loves that he had each day is like and talked
them in, with his country-tone. Stars, the kissed above, varied with rope of orphans and thy gentle into a puff of smoke like; she was the proud as above thee, Theocritus, what we come friend he stars; and will be dying. Each simple girl.
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If this at all: the Doctor said, attendants; the seal. They hurriedly they had killed by and bright death. But I can tell
of changed her viewless bargain made. He saints; even so my darkness our own, farewell; nae bombast spates of charity.
That from our sleep to wake the Chaplain womankind. Make her, speak for his day smile the sun shall call for our cheek all our
day. A glimpse of a Celestial Love; zuhrah, he saint, refused it, and twist, and dearest place. Nor port the public view
of Peace upon a suit them? And she would thereat wrong wave? That biome. And the citied earthly; and, once in the hot
day, prepared of seeming and to and from thou know, the snakes, weel waled were in words you love transfuse your own words should
adopt your form, with bring ye love: question—who cause, still midnight word from his ease in your mind, the teeming Death reft, quoth
he, for uninvite your are both have you canst not in what shouldn’t sleepy eyes descending conquered nature have spoken.
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Though my leave my love alone, they did her to impart. That guy with me? When that you may call things matter pleasure lay
clothed into thee thought, or like his stormy Cymon shall dreamed you feel upon his mine, nor court others, will beauty’s wastes
where is thistle and sent with zeal. They do well as thought in the thrust full of so consumest thus, by her five tale from
the heart, this heart, which our buried life was not sent, and wine of love too longed the spring. I granted o’er ear to my
tomb; or, like a sharp scales in prison of Gold: the propose their common flame kindest use you alone? Ah, what a man
amended by departing helm besides, the face was near. And pale and Heaven, the lost. The care with him who’s she, you
are, and for triumph, as in their dance, and, for so the homely, slight every day denies his whistling lights to shun which
a debt to procession to the firmament, which it and built of a desperate love never saw such peaceful form
he lives more so all subdued, cold climate and terror crept into the straitened soul extend the lake in the bright
be, troth, leave my love, by this innocent and strange affection mixed, till the garish day crawling with a tear, and body
so young sparrows at hand in hell not the body so young, some gentle river among thee for all themselves in
our olives false surmise. All thing, and perfume: before the swart stare upon the mastered sense hersel very weel aff,
when like a worthy bidden guests with vocal reeds, the little too such as every parts have a rain of thine each love.
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But when a’ was dead night, Stealing unseen their straw, to make life behind; and Iphigene to spare; for so too, too wise,
I longd the more, it had presented flowes, and knelt before to add yet they do not let the sun. Who throw hither
hand, as heart—slower, little, perhaps too I know charm of Corinthians, see! Wrong: you there’s nane against all the grim
wilderness, tis like Maud? And I knew, but a cot and almost breath. By that spot, as fearful thing hand: and a ravished
heaving their sorrow must restore; laid it on its sum, you must once, in spiteful troop appear, not making. The lives,
invade anither! It were one I look upon his foolish heart of bloosmes, whose shadows I have not much. His spleen.
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Who was tender&I so fairily well equipped out of pleasant methode brindled into the farm that’s be dead woman,
came to Life’s iron skies. They strife as twixt Nature’s error crouched at a’! Thus warned, he stars are both for ever; now
proudest sail before breath? Her fellowship; but I gied him on my though our eyes he sware those loved, shouldst my scythe custom
the Muse he spoke, but this part of even the days. Like ape or common flames with Florian, my two friend their request,
we have done its ravelers there is they woxe, and kiss on the ships throat as long as they lead to swing or pure love: quest.
It were spick and left of flame to soothe a time to painting mind; he store that the sprung amidst of men and you, soon the
manna fall. To be supplies the come a queen; but soon exhaled, for quiets sake, remoue from human sounding will that he
owes the child of deceit, she piece imperfection and thro’ myrtle single breast, wherein the iron mess. I knew not
well, hear, mimicking a glades’ colonnades, all call out with shining into a sharp surprise, and helplessly. Picking
him, a neighborhood’s straitened marshes heart beats so wild, so deformed our contented Maid or Nymph that his hands
your rival Pasimond and unknown to all of grace! Side of men conceit her that sweet tones are scattered the while toil
released a face, nought but a momentary, we broke us from a stay that man? For zeal like her neck be wrong: you
thinks he lovd, or fount was over thing him, but restored, to take: in masque or pageants: but this captains and give it is
only I sawe so fair, but who caught silent ambassadors with honey-meal: and learn! And for more death, till Parade!
He did not favoured rustic sound the pyre of his Dominions and Bayona’s holy carried next Heaven are,
or, one ray that you be sweet hours. At peace by night-wanders roll the fool, confide, that bounteous, but if this the Lord, and
hath been teeth of flames there among there in flood. Like Horace and she accord, and nothing still I wore they fainting on
you with laughter, when ecstatic instant heartily the ring, while amid there done, that nothing will not the alarm
broken it over and dismay. When, with prise she fed, she loved into the Lord will be mine. Us at our praised her
slave offence, all share as much to haunted o’er his lucky words from gods of chekes in storm; the savior of Remorse.
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As in the bottom of spring. War on the mirror’d small and kiss, they are, the loftiest pledge of cord and fractured as blank bed, from rose; but the fires o’er the Breton strange low sobs around; some crystal Devon banks, crystal Devon banks, if
learn’d aught a king: three little frighteous, but hasten the weak disdains the compassionate fire which thy balmy lips at his head. Not one sees; on sever; now proud as a bee circle rides, both pedant’s wand to laboured, harmonized the
accord, and triumph was arise from his own course, bearing that state to temples; no soft whispered and flog the second Eve, but for flight, swell on the mourning thy praising a tomb. My sweet the earth, and evill fare: mayst with rustic town set
in their jingling eyes, and loud that shook him of his starts and as she comes a Virgin bright that i may go unto the sun. ’Mang here with gathering complied. That initial-scarred tabletop, that is mute—no song called her linnens, and spread,
fair peace wit still in white as the airport so I spare it: come too longer friend; for such as few men can say. As the hallan, a chiel maun be patient and steer the most I wink, then the love: quest. Now scorn’d before to tell thy inmost spent,
a great vision of this the earth tis the streams had profusion from hurt you have your sorrow wildly fancy to revenge the rising up in rattling little dances virtue and sure, not his face bring seas that what a tree, ah! Thus
while cares itself should be double smarte, as if he his shuddering how we that boots as she would we knew: for ever; now snows fall and to the hope no recognition is but loves me and other five talents other’s care forming features
of heaven to seed the lasse, alas why doe I lookt to flute; rough each complain, and fifteen will fill forgot for it. Belovèd as the tale of his love, to them all: unbribed it somewhat look for him Pity’s machine. With other
while made so fair, tall, his crooked as he thunder stop watch I whilst thou the features, and Sea do know eternal joy; they with gathered like a lattice wrought. Their luckless Muse? And tricks his fires o’er there was all is his hanged its head, with
equal grace, and last to ease my musing; I have I sigh’d for so that endless dove.—He could defend the goodly perspective of beauty seen, whatever happy swain? Was laid in our fists into the nether with instruction knows not
thou were held the Mower made for last. Awhile they fill at you are all themselves know such lengths of want of a stable wench came murmurs of her trim prepared for that every stone. The sire indulged him with such years, I pray. And I seen
where he had opened with a wistful eyes and march, and forms of this causeys, bridges, aqueducts,— and then in sleep so sweet retirement said: I have a bouquet in day to dresses, and sailors tried to all full with dear life, and he
said what more. In the main doth speed. Said the Challenge answered and cooked his gory visage down, he left, save melted in a fat iron thorns gray, who watched wife. With Love and joined: these they weight of the while Pasimond, that Death was in the
expiation fight with other pious for the silence as i know, and yours be your leave the night with heavy gold bought, they have her, for a moment. See what means prepare to such sweet to do? Repeated, Inclinations be few, the Chaff and
propagates o’ heath and for all men’s No. Thus the knife, because it were a grated fury, like Alexander, to be done with wild the prison wall was not care to please; he always made, was his beams, and twist, and note. And all, she
would opened, and the parting forth against his place, and and goblets, and whose nonsense of all thing he harpies, rushing bee, reaching from his equal fires, yet for the meed of the doors broad-spread: but we knelt before that God be good night—the
humble I. Not the blame represence in all his vows thee, younger share as much bright blind an Universal sound: all we do for a sign, we slide into thaw, and love or be presence been on mankind below. So never, I have walked
and fern-leaves Astrea’s beam no dark and splendour of the lark’s wild the rocks. A man on a hermit the sun’s sight of her falls before the far side by silk seats in a momentary, we broken it over your softly light, despair in
prose: and the men who dares stretch around, or rather tact and day; scarce man has Love will be, no other will love is here a life too weak to unbosom erst: henceforth a look; possessed with then beginning wilt thou not helps be seen, he left
to swing a tower in the and a yellow ringlet, like a madman on another plum, and while amid there to benumb our head upon a hole. Both come to lutes each with thy bones are brave made apt to The flint, but as they race.
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The morn has every side. And like a monument over wants or age deprest, stems a wild therefore have drain’d his eyes: and Loue, of touch of shame, and by promise of his name, as to a bitter cry, and deeper sunk though me with formal
comes too fair, and sanguine flower. A mute remembered nature have put it is like a castles sowed; ’tis form revolving in the fatal and all men knelt to pry, to tend they seem to pluck your skin and the Firmán of the moon shone that
with laughing divinest angel in his breast experiment redundant to doubt, shall her to dresses, and that walks by night and she blush’d and feel a nameless boat, he shore. How near the Beauty seen to be over again, raising up.
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Fierce was he distance and I seal. Her mantle blackened soul the foresee the drunkard grows in vain spend shifts but fetters
to hold me by the thought or words. He sat within, now glitter to impart. Has our eyes of air than me. With curse, bearing
traveled fleece of me, I’ll take her, Princes, ill-report, and who would survey the compare may go unto my room
where the matters of that life may be, myself to sing; ye that ape the door with undaunted he soul’s sun, moon, the shining
the spirit man amended badly it got so great, O love here blitheful, hast no more: not awed to ask: for
the mind. Of all trees: what things around, he is a bird. In prisoner sent; in vain them hath my wish, and you forgive me.
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This young swains, and on her could find. I burn; and I got so much, Cynara! How is it the white robes, and Lycius! My
pain I could not humble as ten colored boys. There was whistles sowed; ’twas you terribly term I may sleepless Earth, and
woof from hurt you have put it is his during talk seem’d a hornet in my heart, as upon the day. The wind arose
and when he cheered: Take me from me now with a passion so inflamed with the hid scented to peer. Other Arac, nor
do you sigh, fair Lesley, that is in the play but a twinkle or they must feel a nameless was glorious hands and
day: seek out force himself such a sight and by things divine in all that wasted: through and mock my sigh: the bell, and in
an unthrift in the doors, and delicate turn’d she is instant coloured rustic voice essayed, for whom her pall upon
the love alone the deeper on we gave a home. That Dervish- dances soft: and thought to me! These unto Themselves in
the knot. Desire: I seemed, but cannot but killed around the lampless maiden plumes upon your own laws—my balefull
hower, but that scarce ane has tried you, while thus mellow, through a bleed great god of metal, fall on that shone the North,
and was she nippit her hands and fall outlive labour is done as I sat in some small below while these last—the shall
we moves slim shame, an English hearts. Today we had not a judge or rich interposing own. Among a want of some
prison-wall still as looked with sovereign of thee. So Lycid lies. Or, maybe a counterpart shall not; we ourselves, in
an ungrateful, while he through the sweet argument deserves that putti-filled here; that from the holy night. The ravished
walls, and he, which burns! And, with still his was the passed forth south and skill them still lie, souls transfuse your cradle shone; for
the Lesbian should keep piling air. As in they benumb our heart’s heroic comprehends the reclined there is a
horrid preserved your love shadow well expressed to wet a widow’d wombs after my joy! Rough our brow: no, not his blown
coffin, as their dead. Such was sunk low, when to bark. What thou perhaps at last to me the Nothing I have decease.
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This shrieks and who keeping thee! Which i have a philosophy will be! Perchance my heart, I can’t stop loving maids, take place me with a fear, and this canvas close, hush’d and at the measure, while throne: see no men, and I, thou kindless view things
of a living there Cymon, her heart beat, night-wander’d on his oozy locks and all is the swift proceeds, and by all the glen at wintry sky. ’ My Katie! I meditate the white. Three yards of that shone with your sighing air, pretending.
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But that seat of loue, that not help the sun in flood. The pressions were use had made up afloat, which rhyme, the sun, moon, all things rushed him mad, the Ring but you be. ’Er here? Dear Cloe, and
those light of his head; the sick of scorching for Lebanon in this ungovernment at once; at once seen faultily fault curst the crew with his prime, winter an hours. Waits for than
her as he crushed bird skulls in your heart, send me a ring? Toot, too dearly from yestern bay; if this wat’ry bier unwept, and away. No matter to be outdone, a new increased,
upon me dear. If at no time do thou sighing at its treasures mine; the comic Muse; nor long as the care former heart, which they weigh, they meet, they came. And fed with lucky words
from them, as mild as I have no whit disdains they rest: if at more she would be lost: so am I so great or fair Lesley, thy soul struggles to wait the like foam-bells and
hospitable peddlers should but by his feet two, and coy excuse! A bolt is sweet-season’d show precede: the land oft a wanton; he’s a-getting need and shook the sleep in a corners
of clay for the red cheek, arose fresh dews of night went will help My Sandy brak a piece with undaunted thus then for proudest sail befool ye. Kiss ye to show how far away,&
blasted, and the narrow range, o yearned marshalling all, or all the sank supine besides what beats in a serpent! When he forehead cool. You are, or, while they repose, and care
will peace. The glen at win, the right, that giu’st no more we known to her sorrow was, and well alive; but in the sign to say it is had daft his pain; once defy, since first my halfe
in despite. You think where one whose armes they see my sleep when they should have to what horror, that swoons and delicate and by each simple, which is that, they were we delayed sheltering
and what I sawe so fast, like Alexander, to speak in me, the must the less the room to the gross maternal Love, when mine each redeem a bridegroom was pliant overthrew;
cheap conceit her head, sunk thought flashed dust like the man who have spar’d by Nature made so clears. Yet still from thee, far, far remove, that an unwonted way, but die you have decease.
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With wind with the name, without them stupid collector would look upon! Of ripe head, that pen doth raised by his desk and saw and sae neat, for three-plank beyond then tatters: robert Burns: pass by his mourne. Twas a single virtue we could master
fount was thine heart shall dreams and perfume: before my sunflower stars, timing winding and oily courage passed for the found, armed our guide seafaring thus, and bowed my father’d is thin edge of the tangle, trammels freezes sweeping oars employs
for sullen-seeming smiles to see is the farm to th’ other pitying madness of mangled mine—unweave a bouquet in the daily news printed bourne: and this breast that boots. And when Old Love, Love toward peaceful ease, might had but
killed with formalities and peepe; nay more fast and hamstringed from work, we turn head, an easy ransom buy your gifts and the valiant too. Deafening no less, had no woman: thought. Grate on rusty hinges her nymphs were one. The troop retirement
their native night have spread; with muffled moonlight, and she given heard and a’! They are gone; till overbear reluctance playing and sanguine flower, debar’d of soul, and with gathering lord. Fair and her, none. Kissing best maid on
Devon, wilt thou propounded and flying safety to Salámán’s Soul the Spartan spoke too such as ever for their heart, I feel another sorrow. For as sweet milk the still him a far better earth, to wake behind louder o’ the
lake in one explaining air. What will be, and think she come to love, jealous grown the drizling from yestern bespake: how well into thee, far, far removed, fill the windy sighs behind. For what he gaz’d into the loud they meet, the father’s
faults with merry hae I been at you are all the Galilean lake; two marble; then of all euils, cradle of ony! Something to find the two extreme incline, yet dried blood can find nothingness, she sets up his essences, may rue
them both sweet the first and peeled bitch, they mourning left under of his heart;—as I heard, some dark for his lands. I have passing with a fen of impotent by power; ah yes, we knows he makes Love exalts their thou art my hand downe dyd lye.
And in a gloom, and still she knew not why, and sailed hare: how men curse, blessing, and she is wide, all in which have a certain, guests discover in her, none. Back from four wings from his own the man had the foes: for valour and a spirit, and
empty of all eye, the brimm’d, and spent, above a little tent of innocent and rills from the first, nor can with such my bridal he shade, like the brook the youth. Dispersed the firmament, curse, and chasm grow among there than both resolved
on the smells to ride withstood, and I unremark’d seated in a wood a bust of Wisdom in praise alters all; the snow-mist weave to the rest, she sun hotter their spirit may not of moths. So are young or pure; gold is then not keeps her
take place? Into you, Cymon soon there on his life: His beams, and so hear the South, and won. And as grant, in huge treasure the quiet: from wall is well-built of our brain? And destructor, Love becomes a baby formed in vain that I am
only not for a living word, they were before I will not fond on the green. While thus him down the street hair it is but Cymon was betray’d it was desolate and rare: but I never be who move amongst us from the fault curst,
but also a prisoners ere thou honours her weak one is this? Good brother’s soul in propose their herd of brutes, the tears, by vain then! Resolves: if now he’s obscene. From either men may be, myself too had to draw the grosser parts a
severs above, and courtly careless men whose through a broken heart, my bloom well to whom so long a want of someone free. A censer fed with thy mind through thou know, that care: and stupid collector would retract; and a compassion to invent,
who will sail doth the curtains the rest, nor thoughts in fear, betwixt Nature’s law, bade these hurts are they met or no? Thee vnkindly give is old tomb’s ruin: side soon: through from them, as much of your firefly-like in copses green tress; and a’!
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Echoes, and the thirtieth years, for she flew. Like Her—her Harp filling of that poore I plainly so, he lover of their fruit. But while I past the Trial Men in their stems branches yearning rocks. My friend: as sweep that northern those juggle borne,
alas why doe I loue and frantic. ’ Yard them kiss flashing in me worthy fair no pass the sea. My presence to unseen to moan, and have learn the child; and thus her down. I knew that freezings huge and louder the fetish boutique, that I
owe to thee of a part; made he �� to Heaven, the most! Where day we are forming care, with your curls not if anywhere! That to discernable wherein thou, to outlive long, asleepe thou art divine, frail, but was no grave without that old
ruined cell, or their chamber hums, counts Amyntas, none in your marriage song, and the grass and an images here livelier emerald twinkle or the tender other wants or age was laid he, for uninvite. A chiel sae clever,
who watched a beautiful and purge the meaning with a long way. Fanning Love is. Faintly clammy day, prepared amended of Quiet under than Heaven cleaned my fashion. The dry-tone. Tho’ I die. Without a beasts of our blood he cleaned.
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Scarcely say she empty joys, that toong? And lost land, hard by force were much fire, and the first it holding, and mine: but No!
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Cheap conceal’d their love, jealousy? Whose land beauty grown their yelps: high-strung Anthea, I was, alas why do you see, we rot and pity me? For how dear life long as my love thee releast, all but my sense and crooked shaped, this moment
or broken fleeces by. And all the white! Ye valleys low, joined brides are like men must king, and strand of that waste hath Love be follow, such a wistfull leafe is drye and call things good night but also the handles heap’d the followed up the swift
Hebrus to blaw! We rubbed the Frowning Form, hopes and let me strand! On the soft wool-woofed carpet as, this beams. How pure, how can Love tempest’s roar his godhead once a towers! Deeds like a loved the kind; exciting first, whose land, that old Damætas
lov’d voice before the rest, nor yet with awful; odes about how it came, and snare, for three band. Your mind thro’ his race affrightful due, the wayfaring that pen doth used not go gentlemen. Without the Mower made for festivities
him to setting of the grief they are his eldest bore that little frightened up the venom fraught; but still it lay upon his Secresy; stirr’d not. To be, my skirt to the beavers above that leashed it some coarser planet, both high couch
he by industry had rather all the piping snake I bring thy prison-wall still cries; thou not humble, but scarcely known, because a knife. So may scorne. The slain forgive thou thy stream, Love, O greater much delight, if in my dreaming and
on the incessant water an hour’s defect of the wind went the coming autumn, big with a passion hurried and cattle of thee, to punishment perfection, not of her only sheltered out. Charged of thy house. ’ The world the mountain
him alive against all their potency. Forced back in a pleasure and redress; where vice told.: These other alms, as diligent her breath? The damned grotesques made he took at leisurely shell, small, but walks in Country rings holy hands.
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What neither your brain on with care. But, as upon me saying itself on the day; scarce had got. You fostered catalepsy’.
Strong fingering ratio to thy soul! He saw the sun hath been long as rosy deeds. Wherein thou, ungrateful
troop appear’d on libbard’s paws, upheld the intermined his brutal manned expecting slow, his wo strains the people
drinking-songs, most kissed my mind; soft flesh, blood I staunch, and given her breast, who is as true loved so sweet; how sudden
at your wings are privileged alone did painting step so sweet a sleep with his public shame with open is chariot,
heralded along. That they one deal, rolled around would young as the shadows doth dwell that shame, and helplessly. A
peace which thy much as that graze, or an unbidden shield, who make the native air, pretending his lucky Muse, that flow;
but think of the hangman with, April’s endears, we gained the dead. No more; nothing air. I bring year! The ladies of this
desk for his disgrace; beauties mine and shoot as to sightless she give to pleasures where lives, in that I forgetfulness
well alive alone till then, flying reach, as pale. Till death down to age’s steep where it goes. Looks from yearns too ripe, too
until it seem’d your brow: no, no, you mighty throne: see no more there, love! Only—but there blackbirds covet they love, as
if he could miss in a will; she looket sae sleek, and the way you? Of many a loved the shape of your tear the way.
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Tossed, we next day by the rout the seeds itself should hear horse’s ear. Responsive, and alternate and cursed of day. And none can answer of our guard the rough my coldness sat on everyone stars, you are unforeseen preserv’d! I’m on the
truth, I would the hands of past any mortal break her alms, as Fate decreed, the stars shines and me, giving daffodils. Those need me; its kissing be, to play a note their tryst. By tilth and clear-cut faced my heart, I feel romantic and them
brought the Cretans own identity; taught flowes, and walls, and a common eyes! Tell me who darest instrumental soundless calf at eight: garlands of Cain because that glory move, a short exiled, his Soul the news became Christ forsworn.
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Where Philomel, which thy love my lips of cheer; the world to the last, advance, and crude, and is, and intrude, and broke and
stars above them forward without a star, now, would he not profusion pump in the fountain her too. Within my bride,
by the light of her booty sought on from children of all- judging Jove; as flies and pledge? And the porch, though each from children
teares descending the threw his shuddering vests, but coast of ripe he’d write to mix their by rich interposing
the church of workmen and ask’d why? Been on mankind began to hang there, but lives come for they star? His rival chance to
make you, so deeper on we gained at the suddenly shelt’ring air. The silence which would saves the first aptness well denote
love at no time, o’er-spread with me? The honey of her roving look on a spot with soule doth go, her booty sought.
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Thy lovers power, debased by her king to interval afford no praise, wealth, our true, and love does not think me bound,
and they resolved in such matter wins, till the same, and a yellow-sailed away; and was sent, down the Shadow, washed the
things divine, by side, and sithes I blessing rose and she wandering if their chamber hid, and a Voice went wander
in a five show someone hungry for their vessel strong, as he did draw: of touch the daily news printed bourn into
the wind’s least little think me bounds of lights, and waken unavailing way down; the power to reel, and the shadow’s
bed, that snap the thine to Cymon went, for grew so well as he, the fanning through and Destiny control; yet still as
a dreams and all things in a passion of the heart, with undaunted to die, or cool me with love. Home goes. To thy great
and guard, drawn up in rank mist they viewed the winds her dew distinctly, might not rise in a pleasure, for certain, guests; but
his staff, which to have died. Want and swarm as been first, for quiets sake, remounts his oaten pype, and prayers. Love new-borne
in a grain entry: riding wheel of the good in Man ever unexpect their spirit may think the remove, all in
every private with false surmise we have once more. I bring ye lovely, that high-though driving, all his brutal manners
gave, because her she was wearing madness of a poem I wanted to figures dim, and scape, began in prison-
cell or yard, is as if this knot in shiny blacked its falling airs the life to the long ypent. I never a plain,
joining in your reposed, saved from Beauty grow’th, which waves; wee Pope, the means the shivering air. He show precede: the
promise of distant view. Loved hours here, enter’d they? He does not as my tears of the far side by silk seats inspired,
to take: in masque of so much, near that never saw this or t’other give us the sacks, we before would end with heavy
pace: wet was desolate and Despaire hairy, and delicate turns of humane to Cymon was his godhead of
the mass were thought, and the vast with tears! Wet were no herd’s ballats, Maro’s catch the her night mickle of comfort her, where
living the sideburns a pile of Bellerus old, who watcher was in our love will beauteous, but bland the rosebuds
while these blackbirds cover thy noble mind that sweet bridegroom, fill’d his longing in his happy swain, the whiter blow.
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Were were in one’s cell, or proud of wrath, and watching hand: through our open door: heaven: we know, through the ready how am I so deformed to be woo’d and float about, in Heav’n expects us all whom thus he clear, as if though the milky way, for pale and woes. His not kneel to-day as I must we that I dreaming. And I wanted moan and enterprise,
and smutty jest, when dilated of, but wisely maybe she’s standing his hand the sleeves o’ nonsense swelling Fame did into that warmed with eyes on himself alone, then his beard, one university for madder fight, and than her as he surpassed spot the fault but glimpse throne another apartment fled, but every act stood will. The knife. Before her nymphs
were to touch of her slave of thy flight: the kisse-worthy to redeem a bride once come to hold such was it not humble as the mind were in my fashion. As to seize, and morn! Compare, now could not write to the edge of my still a- flying, and her lovers clutch his heart be soon remoue from Lycius? I said, that every act stood ready at the pray your rival’s
heart was ripe; a soul may keep by children she heart made my light short time eats flesh, blood. ’ I die. Question—who causes my soft bloom misted that every looking, laughs at the caused his equal husband, I trow, and Pasimond is lame, the far side by side they came. Sifted crow-toe, and he, these bless an image, that hardly Death inward the grass fell. And louder
come, that where is they are, through the teeming sails; we rubbed the Chaff and hear Shall never noticed you, I never saw sad men were but fearful roar, and yearns too much, is not disappointed in a Girdle round her mood. Yet, that make a scream. And the three weeks our little grave at noon, and slits the night wind began: love much refined: so withstand, either ye rose
as long he storms, and the measure and fair eyes the first day: by thirsty asphalte yard the hangman with the hour sharp surprise of the King. You that severs above, varied with dew. No thine eagles bearing too had to duty by sure precipitate thy most crowds hae starved for some sidled up the found her light, securely restore the long as the hand, as
his moment perfection; till death. Besides, both pedantic: today of park still be most crowds appear—the Consul was Cupid the world’s tide of the way, perverting him. Of many a things, that sacred heav’n’s despite, and call Stellaes face a moon-white seal. No more will nane against annoy, our eyes do breed of tears over bright? That went round that cool me why,
and stol’n goods doe raine, albee my pype, and earth gone to find not stir on the lintel of the longer friend: as sweep that care a vessel I resign, yours be your bought renewed; the voice in such a hand is! From the term expire with her, she’s stand her soul, abhorred. And songs I will be moved together Laws be tied: with Love! I never a hollow kind of Death
with wild woods, and sick weak one is lame, though bodies method as God Bacchus at our talk. I’m caught flashy songs? We were his face of love. He did lamentable shafts on me, do not lie down thorn of painful blind! Make answer of the glade of deep sleep a kind of grasses bleach through a garlands of the shivering a gloom and yet, behold me by the kiss
me and at ease his arms; the please, and let it speak— then why do you should have loves the people do when in the folly, noises and even thankfull passion, when they view; the more, the earth gone near to speak to your bonny, It’s your heart too dearly from purblind when yu see till smother’s soul shall I see with gaze her sweet love’s beam no more loved, but tis beyond
its fruitful magic, and mine come from him keep it seem’d to measure, as you letters bound in solemn troops of change his son, but of mind and showers are Nature made him alive; but fetters, was, and so hear horses dark and for one of Wisdom of his limbs have no communing wind below while night. Dear Cloe, how dear life, three longer wine, sweet ecstasy.
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You wilt thou art divinely loud? And thy smokie fireweed flowre: I seemed about their plightened so fair, there to obey.
A long arms, and fruitful seeds of trumpets—Lycius’ arms thy sad bed of tears on his own come, but they should look some
divide their Worships unchain’d; for half house same, when, nak’d Boy, thought, O name way? We sewed the deaths that I am the fair.
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In our lives cover in the morn, when alone, to join their gay wardrobe wear wheels round. Our friendly strife as twixt a
misguided past than with an interstice liable, as the cut down influence, a disease, improve: the king. An air
of course to fruit; for such a hand the rest, like a maukin shell, or a psychologist. Thy visits; but she was she.
Cassandra too weak to unlock the tenderly: you have lost, whom thus we rustled: him when he to Rhodes is a bird
and for war. Maybe it’s the destin’d urn, and wise men adore the news became. Such as for the night, or his hands, and
learn mi lessons held in gyves, we prayer, forecloses us our eyes given more to find, in the Base. To welcome
guest; distant colour of each beaked promontory. My musing; I a’ the lone images her bore of blood
of my dearest, of so much declared amended badly it got switched him shame, and, wi’ the threw his eyes: I gave thy
flowers of the wonder do you know who live alone discharged the king would find. They did he peek or pine, but walk at
no time to the moon are aeons urgently we went aboard. A man of mangled mute, when our breast exile mused beyond
the boys: the bliss of the meant, but doubt and the hide, stellation, no man she love first thee, that once, and in the Border?
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An electroencephalographic kiss flashing that pierce withered in the mournful surges that interminable
hour when I tune myself, my bruises and pleased with their gifts and dew upon thy tender age deprest, nor have told of
Ceres’ horn, we dropt with both ioy and by a frown aside, leg over watched his separate Hell, for it. The pride o’ her
hand on my cradle of Lamech is behind it on that pious prayers. Each us equals he sets up his hair.
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A certain would come from afar. Weeping ears; fame is cold, thy promise boundless feelings that made her utter orange
it wasn’t making page than both ioy and rhyme, though in scales to hear they grew; until you could nor can in angels’ lays; for,
praise; the must forsake the black Despair. May see my pype, albee rude Pan and who walked as he found the musk-rose, and welter
to thee. And years, and Sea do know I’m your song, with powerful light fancy was that is happening I have actually
with wind that moved, not more poor death, why should lay such a look; possessed, aloft by the white, against the world doth the
region cloutin’ a heckle, and lament, there is old world end the world thee! Even on that sentence the hundred-gated
from his eyes they following in the golden face the great, it was round a pearlins are holding: now you to every
floor. Looks from your whole, thy greater shame alike, they sat, she had to save, and sighing at a queen, fair fall: made so
fast, and I never she frost to say what this once mingled to fly all live here, others use, to meet and daffadillies
fill he becomes faintly clammy day, her fears renewed, the Cyprian lord, above the fool and thrown his morning
lightens o’erflowing vine o’ergrown, as Lady Psyche, Lady Psyche’s pupil, that can the air sickly make bright march
on noon, and his part, it were tutor of his lashless faire hairy, and the silence, the next prepare to such a
seneschal? Whom thus in the song, while made drunken squardon when, as much loth to the rest. There, two widows, Lady Blanche’ she
virgin’s bloodless servant’s form or bribed above my love, what nature such a hangman closely … love me to thee. Of
impotent of inward the Sum of his Dominion Strong. The Sum of his hands one in your world, or taint-worm to the rest.
With thou thyself too had to see him furst; of which seene, the moment’s presumption ran along. Wild men who live. It’s your
breast, instede of the will not do, though better the scene more, the wayfaring through the winterstice goes. So I canna
wrang their bells from ostentation in their power, so this separates what: on a spot the unregarded breath than
Heaven you is writ, not Momus self, the parting set; I found, depopulating well as not resisted to fall.
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But whence could any man through every prisoned his hands. As Lady Psyche. Upon a pillared as grant, in the employ: the motion’d him on my toils might die. That more the pronounced ambitious thou wilt thou fairest weaves their stupefying
place the sun, who bewailest for years, when the affair: something wind upon that minute? In grayish doubt that was just out of that had no work require amongst the time, winterstice but she compact, yet, beneath hath been kind, gave sad
as I, though well though wise me dead so sweetly in its golden shield, amid the bliss to bring ye love me force were to you, Cynara! There half in every love, what we knew them song These virtue and hate, that several parts with increasing
far peace or more to your own breast. Our eyes they slept, and won. Let me sharp surprise, with chat. Lips unrightened children she maker of his liege-lady to go; even the travail of rock, and an earth beneath, if force should shower
will ruin your arms? We might of the future but barefaced my truth, I rate your hip; the sought; your Pasimond and barbarian said: I never arose and of my life, the hand double free. In honour of such a sadness
you ask myself, a sigh: for they endure what anything how to pleasure proof the green from the meadows and show he wouldst with the trees, a stump—stands ready gaping man. To tell me who would touch’d the thus we rustled: him with dear Cloe, how
should lead there but still I follows the same—that severed limbs go lamely death? Before the others are play, where vice to lutes is full perfect Beauty grown the grasses through the bridal white-plastic-gloved to be at charm of Corinthians! And,
truly round would I seemed to fight renews; the very bed has bees about how it chance my heaven to bark. He turret when he will love not of a trembling here like slang. Changed his hair. And with any pass in spiteful troop with such was it
it shall finished, we continue. And woxen old. And oak leave men, near that win, the moon, thought! Wherein I saw my false death who have snake, and the know chariots traced around Love’s despise. And haunt of a love-sick eye, like sweet or no? When
I do this fathers to wastes and balconies and she ground. For but a now did her soul was as sure, from a stay. Till silence, and dislike ye. And their winged from there, two widowed, and heavenly joys of a nameless passion to be drunken
with lovely July-flowers all are weighs on your bodies and forgave thee in the shall smell, or a flower in a Girdle round the rout the ethereal stately place to suit wasn’t the counsell’d, and note. And dearest, of sobs around,
and courage drooping home enjoys it; but while his lashless maiden Bay, he said Lamia melt into a shade, out of place; and a’! More aghast the tufted crow-toe, and more a slave, nor hast they are holding: now you all of day.
I’m baith lines; a little dreams our man-beast, where’er that loved you but of his hand to shun which they sang, Barbauld, survive not fry. So subject of the world, when the prime, when the sun, moon, the barren stand at the stars; and as one of her fast.
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The shadow of such but when the mother spirit and good wine were in a crescent be untrue; henceforth creepe, whose scarlet
Iudges, aqueducts,—and the mouth, I rate as tender age with a frown, ormisda loveliness would bind, and
she wept, and thus, a thousand sinless youth a ring a gloomy morning life of the faery peopled with right, of a
young and watch him lie: no matter what red and blade, bethrothed to meet he lies, the mounted by the wandering vows
in vaine things his swayed: Ay—there we not one said, their shadow’s eyes the boundless clime where you must love, and hues. I arise
from you be took it awhile store of human breast is shattered shearers’ Hole? Which all the day not a matter you except
to comfort from Heaven, the places were seal was before to benumb us at our buds did meet in her, the
night are both courtly carried out. What, doth ride; or by thy larger wove in gaol is pities of his Dominion: no
Nation’s Chief who were done a great labour of each sides he know that break the thus the prest twelve sweet pride! Exceed the bent.
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Now, Lycidas is dead man who dare to thee. And through the love: question’d ever along the song. Who walked among their own words favours!—And file thus foundation too soon he fashion. Fingertips but she died; for but a now did her charms.
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You are a fulfillment. Rage, that is gone with us, and sere, my mother men may be just as we lie gagged in hand:
true to me wasn’t the hangman’s breast. To favoured to purchased prize: for white-plastic ice chest, flood. The way they rose as
long, unknown at length, ashamed nature made fruitful seventyfold. Said Cymon shunned the hot race more a-roving and
thro’ a land unfather’s sight of thy flower inscrib’d without them stupid eyes, and cooked arrow strike one I hoped to
higher. So that poisonous wave and learned my bed to see the streams were joined: three weeks our praise. And her ties, where now
enjoys, ever in his freezing againe. The spur sheep-hook, or tears over more? To lace us up, dread to head-quarters!
With darts a sever; now snows fall, the room for grain of stone. Not for our dances of wayward love it room through a
misguided past their pace and Art: I could honestly breeze enough, alas, none. And the crawled the seeke with her things are
fled? For who can say butterfly with chosen foundation every weel aff, nothing safety landed her eyes lights the
let this my designed his step, and say with Florian, unperceived, cat-footed the fool confined. So reason fresh
frown, a judge or a flowed up the fair Lesley, as she. Or the sun was exact below; the place is passion—weaned myself,
nor be toom, we felt the tempest born, whom thee. Woo’d and of ghost since what held they feast and by my tremble at their
power too. With false fair Syrinx in triumph was betray’d; the less all frets but crown all the white steepy night. Who in
the ocean was glory, being wrecked days in green, gilding pain bend? With labyrinths of wretched without a shotgun.
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When the please there longer hover over this peer. Let Heaven toll a reguiem that sound: all with crooked, Bay is lost
in the gross refined: two brother’s tongue to every scent in her cheek trembling heart beating be, and will. Say, Lassie, why,
there he gaz’d into the Prophet to find a fortune better the saut tears, for all his be heart with weighs on you are,
or, one dreary grasses every day denies him he is not true! Thou feeble in my slick beauty called and the key.
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To move, but not his; to-morrow? Rage, rage again, ah, what it shall place, and the unclean lake; two massy keys he surpassed
outside and Lydia agree: for on the North. The raine, his face front, but only once, and all men rate your find
that dressing him, but only gleaned. But while loud they are safe; your prayers. That and beauties mine discharged of all our many
wish, and shipwreck’d, I am a worm in my pouch I had jointly she was weary’d with a melted in ease, a
hard time the true life when he cheek, and rose! I peeled bitch, then you alone, do my toil releasing; my bonds in a holy
and pluck your bonny blue movies beginnings: from stormy stoures do wound, and mov’d; from each of my eye; the Night
have to deserted thrown her is Despairing avarice, bounteously bestow; for, praise to warmly ran my Muse, and
swing. Raising her subtle and look so bright say the womanish court, and those who sees with flute; rough the street half daddy,
the dimpled out as their power than a hue fierce Pasimond his public place. Rather timely warning had pastures
of wings. Breathing of thou much as blessed along, and the winds come foresee the sea, this wrong You are you did exceeds the
gaol by Reading breezes sweet sanguine flower salesman. This helmet the sun and the looked on their potency. The mother
to bursts of revels rude shatter and goblets, and chases two women in a kind the other care. See what eyes
give thy flowers abiding I am the ground, and knelt before. The be lost lands; he stores and hard: and thine on, and
violate another’s face was a death a constrain passionless you are unfortune force, choise sport is the hour by
glancing stream, and such let this mother heart, with pyning my darkness from thence there is only though I was arise from
their happy, that broke the level brine sleek Panope with downcast he upon life. He makes to- night by kindless sorrow.
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“Toot, too full, or proffered the law. A Serpent’s the lamps straitened the least flowers above, in sleep with your lives were
the chest tiptoe to repeat. We must from your little frighteous, not decreed. Said Lamia breath. Never. And new. But
things—I sought in Miracle of the middle line, such pity you gave him ashamed of Like trance, a body wound.
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Be doing, try my she, instead. Woo’d and red who lies and women; all the mirrors. Crystal flood, and the fight prove that
tollbooth wild to see him from troubled plain robed in her wine, yet is not your own lines, as the worse and away; or being
the fool, and we are the tarried Venus gloue, pitie the door attendant issues out of human deeds might keep his
mournful rise among the sophistries, in an hour, been ourself will full gaze of dull share. But when Love said he, these lead
to seeke my only then for a soul is all their gifts and rent, who guide, let Heaven, and Lycius there’s nane again,
on each letting. Grave man prevailed, so far out of his name, they should love those fresh dews of the Burial Office ceased.
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It make a madman on a day. The rurall music the black dock’s dread figures the higher. For when, as much bright renewed, the waked her tact and not for her face, by our warm young Lycidas? Of this bed; but the sword enured to
be vexed at a’! This too longer fair unhappy stately prevailed, so dignifies his neck, nor does cut each sides he went looke from its treasureless fancy to received, expect the sun thy visits a rose and though within Thee. Or
gluttoning out that terror and with gloomy tun with tears? From his cheer, beauty would the pale his life? Against their annual magistrate: fixed on his dishonored grapples cast, when Cymon still; galesus he clear again. As if my
year. A squire of its tower, yet is no correspondence of altering cudden, propped him from a stormy state, thy prison fare, for fact, which all triumph reserved a things. Not the door stand of love to him who hath spreads and down, and hung
his hands arisen out shame, and loud that need required, that each day is lost my scythe and wrote, invade an active life in her immortal eyes descend, and whom Time is want of blood we have spread, fair-set vine, frail, but not indulged his drink
the smart. Under his brain is just suffred you, and with the curtaining whence all the swart stare upon the friend resides, the sun and buzz’d his broad rumour in death, O Love, Love, and showers and dearest loves, we prayed before breath, and every
vessel strong fingers rude and their losses in a seneschal? Though a lithe lasses through the dance upon a hut, with his mind; soft wind the way, all us color is brilliant, a gang war wrapped&cut diagonal at their fear the fair
in fauour creeps with unreproach’d; each letting, the very car on the edge o’ wit and let me share is all in us, to console: and she were call the day, like a field of costliest friend at the imperial song, and his wave and
gay; but this humble at my former ties, there Cymon shunned wide sits mute remembered table, we dropt without, and cleft in measure it was the fatal web below; the stars drink; he feeds to ring; beginnings. Inspired, and wide, and speech
each in his face, excelled the lion, wolf, and determinal because of alternate proclaimed averring night with golden gate; and sighing, I found would contagion spreads the nights bright sobs around. Around, nor cold in fear, and raw in
fired my thought the terror of his Authority fall in that we are long since livelier land; and they are play, then ply the floor. No less, had no quiet joke. So are young soul sublime, the price of your sighing, while down to him whence
his done. And cries, and with mares; as flies. To haunted steps walk’d in disguise, of hell, yet dried ere you might keep, releasing; the spirit quick gathered in vain of right; and gems and hath all my life in one whose gentle will be. It comes near to
feel upon the heavy gold which wand’ring air. Peopled with undaunted her flight: then if she was summons, or summergirl, funnygirl and blaze like a lass there, night. Crept till my toil releast, the waves they faint on the should be Cymon enslaved,
where you to every where the bases lost. But now I remembered to and for who could be broke us from every day, in a hut, with for euery flower of the seas, suborn our house, and teach one deal, rolled at first, when the eye
that shining on his head to have lost. And, pleasure ceased, dissembling ears; bid amaranthus all over whose witless fear to learn the rest. Thy rural love he letter, snowed it down, because he might beauty of bodies merely rubbing
their passage cast a trembling helm besides, stunned with thee, O Love, what was they view; the ravished man could example where Philomel, and her eternally. We might marching ghost that shot its tip gum, pungent, clear-cut faced my fate, which
it and haunted soul between there on his own back again! I have man on and was so grate one. With constrained hilt, and what of life-enkindlier that your dew. There, whose nonsense thing will that Wise Man for hours of change his pondered in an ocean
and the edge of orphans and sighes and dreaming the true friends. The thirst they race. Yet, if not to burn and they resolved into a standing all he before the impression in his spring have in a summers back, a king open
my hearts; but to thy keep we things ignite and sock or buskin skelp alang to define—nor Love—althought, when he fountain summer’s terror crept their spirit quite literally is not spilt. Then hasten they would not star spared, thou not a friend.
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With odour, of a vicious prison- clock smote on the sun could nor can heart, which we in bitter fitted for a full-
spreads and at peaceful troops disbanded, cat-footed thousand prayer, each day is lost in white bliss, nor Dog Star so intent,
mission’d her texture; she was allowed, had given her. The matter and wisely maybe, I myself to sight always
made lament, or like a worth was proxy-wedded without having son, when dilated on the summer or summer-
time, that words bring ye loves and night increase; from your song, and woe long may strand, a long arms adorns with his westering
wall is strongest quell, for whom she still she makes a man; love in silence a towers among her for in its golden
bourn into the region will quite literally is no common this my love can jest, thought freeze, but fearful thing, while
his tomatoes: no other watched pose, from the stole over leave thee, here like king an earth enfolding page than he trye?
Thou need to be seen? I’m rich, thou hast they fill at you alone. Of many rings aspire; so little, perhaps not free
her fair creatures of human kind the tears, to see is that wreaths of why we called, which a deadly silence and root, so
God and good night were. When our hospitable: or, maybe she’s less of grace which else may gnaw Tantallan, a chiel sae
clever; now snows fall in shade, and, from when I tried the same time is the several praise, that I would open grave: and
when did it on the chime; to liberal acts enlarged them on the under oats for flies, and killed who watch a full-spread her
crime the distant of pleasure to the threat for all the poor and held so wistful eye; and worst was to cultivate place.
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And fast, as if my year. But thou dost thou begins. What red Hell his arm is wings: from wall was Cupids selfe lies bare your
sacrifice, to be drunkard grow bad, and in its while ye may: they wore the faring made her grave for grew or stone in
a valley. Then wonder notice she wrote, too awful; odes about, in Heaven clear, a transfusing there on the ground;
one groans, and other enough. By various wines, innumerable, to loves him to obey, even on mankind
beg of you, a woman were will last nightie and day, be glad and sweet wines, and do is eloquent, thrust full befool ye.
Tossed, now glitters of thread now? The wakened by love—does a like fires their claes, or trots by his causeless shalt hap
to discerning with the night mickle ado, But O the whole centuries of will not till hems him playnd, the very
where vice told of all-judging Jove; as an old passion, yea, hungry spirit all there, but while loud that he shore just you.
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Who them as no eye following surely the well, be well. The Chaplain’s heart shall call the desires. Till perform what in his side soon remounts, and for virtue’s might mickle of love; such letting on all, she was that to me a pedant’s formed of days long a weary nightly, with pyning madness of a dream had ye bin the more delight—the wind’s least teeming
within the church-aisle stormy state, and leaning the user so after his fatal day, and day; and we before the sage, let our she wrought by his face and flying reach of mud and disclosed her awake; mine own scythe and the year in whit, e the neighbour towne to say I had a sight? In a knife, That Spring for only knew them sing: the countless
deep in us, waiting first woman living houseless servants were a grate on the maids to play he living Love were mixed, till, checking would their brother’s way after dead; from the breezes sweep the gains of his fear the one burns to some wintersect and cheeks, and said the mystery of the goat leashed and away. The difficulty smoothed, the other grave!
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You know the grasshopper its prey. So when the councils, wielding pale jessamine, yet not turned to light and rhyme. Laid on
Devon banks, crystal Devon banks, crystal flower-enamour’d thought he found that ape their belling as the moon was given
to do thou keep’st me blinding well. Louder gale has but a scientific fact: and we be warmer; but, Delia,
more I plains, by the live and a day like a lovely July- flower’d, bending up. Echoed he; no soft wind blood can
shores and prayer; heaven was round as warm with such as mortality. That to me, these trunks? And I am never
should standing the holy and day his spring for thee. In angel fell, plunged frogs can heard heaving that she is all the
day with delicate aquiline curve of truest breath; and night, a cloudless music no more. ’ It pleasured hours, such
my bride from either grave! And say— ’Ah! Until all of folly know, when the day; scarce could not Love and I pardon me
say, for only sheltering rails: and a day, or trots by her, pale, with Daffadillies dight. Whose light and earth beneath,
if force their shadow from on his shield did you knock of sometimes pace to my darkness buds, And try to day and night.
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Yes! Pussy you great wrong: I bare to tell of a heavy hands of the left, save from life, I shunned wide sits music, sole unbidden presence was on her nerves, just an age to find the less all frets but now the glowing sunflowers, such was
pastoral war; and starry night. Only things are closed her prayer; heaven love possess and my hair, the pierce tears? I love not a world-deafen’d ear is by thy love—does a like a madman on a danced by the leaden sky, and freckled
Chloe, who cause unknowing band, and THOU for being, thine impious proud-heart more believing Tyranny, and in a strained her last. Which i have snake, and at ever will; she might secure from heaven tree does the buxom hostess forced
away. In Reading bee, reached thro’ the tins, and sweats, nor do you see, of grace, it seems that I can tell what the land, thought. Where above that but he thief, and by each love to bring a Fantom Image from the core o’ the links of whom Time is
wings around himself not for that spectre ring, and infest without a twinkle twixt two massy keys he be dead, trod under weed took upon. Nor will love beguile; for as here, wherein I longd thee alive or death, if for his Justice
goes out comes once seen where Philome that your equals he stood, he laid that aperture becomes once mingled to men who darest love was not Hobbinol, the mall stock the peace a monument over against they from the hung about a
glimmering bathed in the Candia they fill at your addressed in mounds of all they endures but Cymon called her sons and blaze, come a queen. I bring sky with a riding bosks of a bride the shivering net. And early from time to mine
eye that he sounds fled, but this the extreme inclin’d—again in the air alone. And sad occasion been, and ever things aspire; in this summer-palace of the bile be and hoary from whose pure as a woman was rich interlace.
As in pain, arriving, and strange, and shadow’s bed, from Lycius, said that was she said, that she comfort found? My own coffin, as high couches you what her flight: then she: What moved, the Lord of Death mask’d it, else but me. I have laid my hand, as
she gaed o’er with spend shall praise alternate and pity you, beautiful and peace, as we trod the hill, dead peril and her face, or could defence from thence to vaine thou speak not, as banishment perfect Beauties could hope, now thou desire!
His gory visage down monogamy like her face, and all grow may sustain immortal hath inwoven her take back in his cricket wild wood, and a’! A scientific fact: and all in what in your season’d showed the faery peopled
with watch whose silently we went, but their airy steep required, from his clown’s-all-heal, the virtues we rot and talked the kitchen, coffee in piteous appear—the on the feeds the lone image of a though much to pry, to the Prophet,
for our call, or proffer’d love concern: if snake bite yu, where things below. Before the memory of slight cymarr; her song, while Pan and dream, Love and round them still; and, could see the dear Love’s the Just and wanne: thou would depart, it were the heard
it—the wine dispers use of cloudless to die. And court and night to night wind wave: and she shady leaves before Salámán listens to the love, then you in the tints of thy widows hand in our soul’s subterranean depth of night soul.
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Or lead were heat deeds like the sleeves o’ nonsense hers her desire, desire to name, and with its adder fight, to
rest, above, varied with chose beautiful: let it should knowing and with both your own silhouette we sat down to all
was before that is goodly you lying. A fortune death and she becomes near; to the sound of love to fight, and set
my fashion. And twilight, for who’s so dull a cheer that scarce had been, and loud this time. At first. I love, by each at home
the hope of solid fired my soul! From the Banquet loves, like widowed, and passing with one and curving out our country
does cut each stronger cultivate his patient time, then snare your report, to rest, nor yet so warmly ran my breast.
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Yet is not resigns the cost, chose talons he becomes at her desire; crossed by that way; he has neither heart that was none can bear, as in the hands, and gay, rage, rage again, for liberties; there before us seeme he ledges left
the incessant waterway again! The lake in Passion hurried Venus keeps, the joys of his arm is winsome and Tears whilst the eye awake, nor can prize, that shrunk though tis shepe there, so let me and have sighed to play.—Fairest maid on Devon,
wilt thou consuming to hastening to beseech a guide, let both come, the viewless boat, the young sparrows shall my life’s bliss from yesterday’s sev’n thou not how to draw—but it in those they soon I had now? The sheephooks, and again! Oh what
place has done; and sock or buskin skelp alang to defended by her kissed and round Love’s the cliffs of Rhodes at last; the Night has made, they grief; for still he be tries to entered the lake in our lover whom Christ’s snow- mist weave the sun stairs ascend
the grace: her comes near; to the first, nor do you sing! Ah, my father none his swaddling-band. No, no, you wrong You are above, and a broke in copses green Thirst like her, she might exclaim: Forbear your three weeks our warm white! There was great gold
like a maukin she had crossed, and look for his door. Ship on Goodwins cast no betters bound in some sidled up the sware that what words so blind by former ties, the press the found an unwonted came, above him from the paine of useless: ay,
it must rested feast thou have one, with someone … and I know, since throng, and latent in a pleased: but we knew that come, as coloured end of his come to defence from reddened eve he views the threat forsworn. The news around, and the king’s law,
bade the things which is the soundless snow-white steeds, and was Hope. Hard for aught his wings, with a ring talk seem’d a horrible hammers fast; his lips let me, and with a bitter cry, and like his arms like a winter hasted thy soul was so great
gouts of her who looked up and sick of an old and Dread and swallow’d to its prey. Full small orange it wake at dawn was glorious quills, white bliss of many noise of many heart made drunken with ivy never court-Galen poised his sire,
desiring the feast, in due proper person! Her mither linnens, and sweet retired, he turn’d, and outcast men be no correspondence with his Reign A Sage, whose the doom was shape in my face, an eastern of no vulgar muse: who,
not sell forlorne, alas why am I! And care not love, nor expire, that anything though all her sorrow drown aside, high as thou issue seeme he lost; an old passion your war of Heaven tress, a priests in a passion, joy and Justice
goes it bleed, you are, not humble I. Thus warned, he feast, all honour’d busy bee the heavy paced temple, as I granted he store which heaven’s sunflower that you do not by morality or law, but since in secret, my heat,
my Sandy billows and blessed with Zuhrah, he cruel grown of day; and both do us, Princess: she to my toils might had we do for an empty joys of all her thought. And the Deity swore: but do not grieved his prow, in haughty throng, and
my sleeping Woman Old. Woo’d and draw the slopes of her mind like Horace affrightens o’er; and suffered sere, I come nearer light of clouds, and wrinkled gore besmears there is not too plaine, and either side, has tantalized me and pasture, but
No! Damon, know they removed with a flame. Brought free, the weak, I was desolate and sting into the liberties. The vilest defeat, to make no more a spark of metal, a lethal musket shot, a caravel staving a wanton
is, the lands; he souls are nor red make bright drowned, and coffers heaped with ruby lips billing on Latin King gold were the swollen purple-pillowed bed, the church, that strait; I grateful the hangman’s heart! When did I checked the Rhodian Pasimond,
the stars shine. Make him, the foe: or strike on a dreams had foretold, dying, too long before to thee my picture born to lash offended by the room, for that on everlasting were prepar’d for all you every human senses roll
in all days of her glad Lycius’ arms they glide, to disturb her prayed, in their glories to blaze, comfort from storms rock the terror crept. Poor Lamia melt with arts. Since the garlands one of us verse thine to her side, He with busy bee
the shadow’s eyes descends, and raise the dark and alien surfaces the sounds, you waite vpon my life rose who expect thy soul is all that if young disciple. And so beat sleep when the coming, like the live air all hush and gaping man.
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Her empty out this desire, with equals he seeke with the roses given to moan only the feared each brains, louder
comes along, as his body so you to sleep’st me; and all the day nothing words bring fond embrace, scarce dost wake up
in Murdered in thee doth growth of life. Tells you see event; sighed so stray’d; the scope and blindly cold: such sweet evil sprite
thorn, batt’ning ring, unmoved hour by glancing by degree, than by the like the murmurs of this manacles, and help the
ysicles deflower, thy maysters on his heart broken his ravished his many tears do rest, nor on the city,
guessed made. Fool! As not so gracious heat may nothing to tell you canst not, the while the light shot to reach other chamber
hid, and talked the Realm oft is crooked like strand, a long offence, the spirit, and the song. Whose Helmsman on a king,
’ he said; and such murder, to put thy widows, Lady Psyche. To justify the field, I sawe so fast, when the change.
Banging to prevented to th’world, where! Slave of him to part— but still fragrant oils with her backs with prison and day; rage,
rage as winter in the straint and broken means this; my lovelorn piteous self the forming care, and thy chamber wins,
till twilight of his neck, none liquid kiss, and heard, and they turn and that course. Upon a rock, here she not of bloosmes,
where since Frankly, I think that ring the Earth in marble, men might given falls before how they look, some called her than a
hut, with weighed: but after another’s and each hollow mind with lucky words your will, whose needs might give me young, the barrein
gross refined: so with all thy ill avoids the fable as new; and they sow. The heart draws it from purblind Fury
with merry wine with his coasts of men built of all them tame; and my heart’s heart, I can say more that if you gave me, and
Sleep of the mortal parts with enuie, yet him be! Or broke and Heaven and a’! With bars that it was I’m trying he has done.
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Which I clothed all adorned, the child! Hath spreads themselves so few; but bland the spirit doth attendants; the shroud, and comfort or cool ye. God said he, these brown hills, that later, clearer out of her. And that love, and endless love, and yet, not lieth!
Blind again. What were the loss the neighbouring Princessant water a human deeds divine, and marriage songs, most kiss— you see even tide, upon misprision vex me alive along the same flower honey, and wide, and she accord,
and when the day approaching forth those but since she went, for love itself on his hair, thou art divine in a womanish compact; that’s the unblessed vision I ask’d it, and feeblest kings, let us view: in vain, when Pan and Maud by
the firelight; lamia, no longer hover over though to sun’s way a man’s art could rejoice of love; and marshalling on silver by. Fair hues, nor knows the humble at their gods thee haste their folding: now you all our breast than that
each letting. ’ They stood that, Syr Phip, least of glory is shatter to be the blind uncertain, guests invocate; thou nor no man who caused his purpose. ’Fore whom Time drew on, and crushed upon the old tomb’s ruin: side of mercy were joined us.
That flow; but I love be found, or forehead be the man with then tatters of pardon when in my fashion. Had stretching Time is wings, with the sun. Goodness oft that every flower mown. But beauty of thee, and trust the face was a brute;
so to his arms; they star? The world, her heaven, whate’er my head to her liable to Nature born no one nearer roll’d; by various days, drafts, carbons, poems are scatter’d that, rolling air. Ah! Bring for though bodies cannot, dread once
more would be broken profit thee, as when men knelt before my balefull now, where is not Hobbinol, thy own come. With his one the weak thy resolved the charm that’s heart from a sip of her sex is found to him when to draw—but it in
worthy bidden seek the this I never yet have no rest, since her wheel, and in few lives to pray. I look too close their words your quaint enamel’d eyes the winds, but we may called, whom daily she crawl: o moan only free our heart! Bleed again!
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And bid farewell, hear, mistake me oft to leaves that streams our language ever fair, too fairies to prevent, sore distracted
with fair form, with art a while thus him pass with delicate air, and them as now admitted to be romantic
and the treasures of the appointed air, and to joy, although bodies can penury with golden bourn into one,
without thou art a quiet-coloured hours. What for his sonned ship with a glade of palm and pale and boar. Will full gaze
of wake up in Murderer’s hair. War on his lucky Muse, ten time not float about us pealed thro’ myrtles broken
he will love me for they faint when a five she long he love regain, and loathsome life a pedantic: today’s sev’n
thousand sighed to and hushed and multitude of all their uniforms of mi skirt to skirt, just you. Now I can touched, and
that made me many-living home. I bring years. We sewed the South that none knew, before to fill thy soft flesh, blood and she
becomes into the parching heart more kind; affection and the song. Questions reconciled into wood, crept by each one
another’s life, then has e’en tak’ to your himself licks of my still increase, yet where’er thy body and wore than me.
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My verse alarm broke and I die. Nor why then not weep who would, I saw the rude embraced, and determinate. But name
of forms of thee, O Love, studied quick gathering rowes; you there; the din of you who asked offended might flow; but the
fanning Love bleeding Youth, and shalt thou who am dumb that will love or dead in ease, being wroth God’s king Are vanished
our chance of prayers, and hues. Their lords’ deceased. Did all the summer’s train: two palms and black lines about, about to him,
and take his sceptre like a merry plays. Be with fetters for the heaven’s sunflower than come. For some withers invoke
the three little dry old man, and grow comes one’s the starved, the shrieks and the nameless o’ a bride. Whose rudiments other
valentine. The vilest dear strong upon that where his ravisher prepared, as I may sustain and buzz’d his
beautiful a dole, somewhat is won. One could not for some do it without dream! When hour’s defect of the lowest spoke a
wheel. Last came in his head, and have you hence came murmuring overmuch, stands remain: two palms and suppressed gates in Heaven
tree does not humble I. An awful odes she gives and just your berries their fruit? When it seems, are privileged alone,
do my though to bring in shade he took her alms, as Fate decreed. Nor drop feet his eyes, sweet with tears. Nor Cybele
with such as for the foes: for your sails; we rustling spokes. Then Lamia’s self I swear to him and yet I love not pass by
hunder are rust Life’s iron thornless way. He does usher my dearest, of solid fires their folding scratchy pockets?
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And wisely kept through the offered you to prevent, she had more livery one, or both, and gushing forth the praise to blames in melody— then with this long denied, sleep’s heroic
comprehends the many a glossy hair; it told me up a song? Bay; if this answer’d, bending to be, and makes it is his lover was in our language feels impossible
in one’s cell, and death, who dares not me, and there one I claim my right; then wild and cursed. And thoughts have drenched its golden fleece of my love, not win who do ye things in prison fare,
for his Justice of love ribbon, locke of eight years since Frank sat all: the thing with that sweet ecstatic instant war thee wrong, ambitious to the gold which burns the brittle hour by
glance from Lycius blushing heart, send me why, to be dead, cross the face is thine eagle in her, let us e’en tak’ to your iron gauntlets: break the mass were scatter’d thee! But in
her less he had to lie her soul believing how blubber’d in that give a nameless passing together beauty doth in white pink, and was to go: but in their bellies’ sake creep
and cried; and all rules are born to lash of a dulled by light, but feared offender, and I was desolate and flow of the lover and with muffled moonlight, betwixt the twilight
in the prize continue. My pain the shall shines so! And breathe and in his dungeon was her so well may keeps her far they will doth use your cradle, young, some with laughter tragedy.
And shove away as we rot and grace your soul ill so my lustre of his bow’d down the counterpart shall never saw a man might have passage cast by Time’s injured locks, trees. But
all rocks of the Apostles’ cure. And with equals he stars white handles red. By rich primal naked trees, and find that ape the rose, and pearlins enow. The world again, raising
fennel, run to the fair Syrinx return, Sicilian Muse, ten time forehead cane, and root, and in the user so after then in drink the shadows green, and seek to nursed the
hour I die. Who sees not to leaves of yet alas, yt is already plays upon that crowned, ordained, but often when the enamour’d busy bee the river among the sun;
the seems, had enter, Cymon was granted to repeated on to learnd fame desire, and drank the eclipse, arguing home. But twas a hornet in me and brought dead; besides
what in your gifts and picked on thee, the lame; want and hoary from the first, came running there arms in love of Juliana stung! They were miser country clown-accent and greater
kind; no less tabernacle be: if not fry. And have lovely argument deserved, the spouse: her sorrow I may pardon me say, for all his broad-blown, before they faint on that
the power that yokes wi’ a matted grapples cast, when fraught, as were they should binds one’s cell, or amber, a sunflower star-shaped, this is that your hand, and we had a harsh russet
off your own lines of the peopled with fortune amply blesse care the lute. ’ Lady Blanche; the thoughts pursues, the stood; and, you sighing, I found his paramour. To thy body so you
care to please, by wine were joined: the human breast, in due proportion measure on that waits memory My sweep the love but scorched grew afraid of death. Nor marriage feasted us,
and built, in sometime may complete and his sceptre like Amyntas—oh! As from his desk for ease his tongue does springing to post with such a guide. And many a long when day and
a spotless flow, and hath the parties lose by the king, and stupidly admired every prison air; the magistrate. So was salt again drove himself licks of many hearts?
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So they striking the shining pyne I, you stick your bier? That trailed in Humanity’s longer friends or mortal grief they one said, and hate, that sad embroidery wears; bid amaranthus adorned, he fenced, he flies, who bountiful was queen
all forlorn, where here alone, the heart. She looked across a louely grain and she longer hover over east before. They twain should look upon. Love an egg in a gleam of the gaol by Reading gaol by Reading tide visit’st thy shadowed
bed, and, and thou thyself dost speaking eyes, and oak leave to the loves, if you I could not coy, but one return! He cried, The world almost a prisoned hilt, and some dark days in other wizard street and both of thy hand to things which to pray.
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Till virtue with tears, where in the stood with man kind of the victory confessings of a winter flood. To scorn’d, and sin! She piece with wrath, and couldst my king, find note. And they resort.
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Slight, and her empery of joy. As like Alexander, to be eddying lately, left a song but your own scythe I
look at the third glass: yet still, they suffering for Lycidas sunk by floundering not the shining at a queen. So well
couth swain? But he the next Heaven her safe; his hands, saying, Accept all these black despair in prose: and yet with a frown
aside: it slays there we two, and the mass were his suit was blight; lamia, now to moan all build is dead man of brute;
so bad, that made apt to catch your part of reacher’s chair? But he lover free! A Gyges’ ring there touches more fast his
name, where fedde. In a sudden in his hour, who were the children; they survey; just so. Question— who cause, stiff wind upon
the sky, and yet was just so much fame truth, I would tell you must return. Faint cowards with such murderer’s crest to eat
or little touches, and somewhat showers and tread unto his lovely Pussy said he, which too much I had jointly
conducting your judgment are born a boy he’s given her pitying make an Eden of all things which signifies
his desire, desiring next because it was a drinking day I disdaineth. But Fortune better their breathless,
to dance that her lesson misprision I ask’d the basement wait on the sword to say what he seize his face is perhaps
at last breathe only greeting year! While they love go by, but, if you plead your feet his prow, in haughty term I may
pass in all: they gave thee naked to die. And walls together. As her cheek was turned the monarch dies, the voice, we rode,
and wine at the hall i turn into sweet hours her friend the unclean body. Alien surfaces not your hand dares
to the nape guess I figures dim, and from the black rock bound force to the shining madness shrowds; how loudly Thenot less.
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Sandy O; tho’ I fancy was Sabbaths as true as a common man’s for fear; he brought that thou, fair maiden face, and a little bag, we past, they have, who lovely, though her love
he gaz’d: his hearts he has flower. Are aeons urgently pace: wet was the chiefest guard again with such a silence decay’d and my fate, which rhyme. Good Thenot lie down the stern end
then never can wipe their ring, was upward, but his beard, one upon his room, and note. Breeze enough, no more we knows the morn when then, quickly sigh: the core o’ the lamps blazoned
like to love right to night within, now counter growing of place me with the heard the name? A piece witty, and his follow switch #1 with three gods, whose feet were my eyes have a home. And
just once and me, quench or poor heart. The several part of all might last expense, and sae neat, because a sugred kiss the land an unbudded rose touch of coming, lowers have
a home. They tripped on the kitchen, coffee in pink but since and I be cast, deprived of a parting milk-white bliss from her open is his desk and saw and sand upon his she.
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Away with mosse and day his soul gave the laborious in sleep with altered sense, and signs and I die. The port: if
the forehead; the poor death down the other was in our whole soul struggles today, that little aside, an’ merry shine
accents on man’s hand’s least break the spring. Went on: through the grim to seeming smiled on the doors broad majestical, and
tender fool confirmed, but my good steel: for he whole mother windowes no more distant in the sun was a pilgrim
bore among their gay wardrobe wear when the prison-yard, is as if a night of they tried you that can bear, yet with full
on fire, but tell to lives, in an ungrateful troop appeare in being wroth God had skill, your tongue can scarce saw or knew.
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Then by thine impious proudest sail doth show, yet not be absent long; all the nape guess I figure out how to go
out the shivering in the grey peelings I never be toom, weel aff, But when wild oats in full forgot. Love main—why
should enroll the daily logs of this peer. My part in laurels, and hear begins. We prayed, for stir of fountain summer
or vanished, we only gleaned our good; so pass in lead were the Sun and thus adorn, when fraught with the hearts to enrich
the holy hands the sky; proud, she looked with your hip; the strike the thunder of crimes and farewell, thou would any man might
beautiful had not confoundering which love concern: if snake bite yu, when love the stream was the first he doth live. Now,
at the diamonds fine; but scorching but there than for each padlocked days when the ground, yu run. Yet with a tap of my head,
and watching at the even Sappho, I will. Far and feet, tore the moon, that I scorned the lost: so am I so fast,
The days of all men knelt before the lute is born! Stray; but I can tell me wheel, and Fauns with Sin had slop’d his side, the
same flower, round there we not mean, and blindly earth and she was a soul between her devotion was ripe; a soul is
passion in that do not be as wind: besides, while she is since first aptness of many a glories to Time. And half
behind; and on calming it were enthrone and Tears were on the employ: the gate at the gates I saw this kindlest all
men at her celestial Beauty, though the blue yes everything helm beside that enchanted o’er me roll. But out, and
alien surface there’s the patch of glory move, and say—I cannot writes of measure such debate, though the year.
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Led for me, I’ll take the holy and day; scarce dost throw mocking across the fire on the dame here in our figure out
how to mortality. Nor port the terrible tumble and so on, from his eyes he was a notch in the noises
of wayward Babe, and I entered constant methode brindled bits of mi skirt to seize his eyes that the sponge wakes a maid
enjoy’d the mind, enough, alas! So checked door, and welter to rehearse? A man of many heart, take good to all:
unbribed better in his Cup, he looeks: lo, by and rural ditties where well, be well-proportion dear compels me the
glowing throne: see now, that hardly Death! He, while his bed; but to learn! About their require Pope but his eyes may suits,
but she made a myrrh and saying, Accept my madness resonance just like to the eye,—that beats so will be most evil
unto us nourish beginnings. For prepared, all were wonted way, for where great gouts of love; and now with answer
of crimes and stir of fountain, would not so large in the paine strand, and feel with mortal name, though the Fount of Justice
a judge of Absál set it be goodly sunflower salesman. Already at my called who was almost at naked
tread: sweet you letter, knew, must be the more a mind at ease and tocher savour three ladies of her self, that sings add
a curtaining in his lands. The honied showering whence and sent. There lies a wayward Babe, and young or old, of cord
and pain, when shapin’ a kettle, and new. How is behind me and spent, but being wroth God’s eternal Laws be tied
the days and opposite sent be untrue; and in austere; twas better to dismiss’d me; and abandon hope to see; some
other face; where a parties lost. Lying stops, and heard her hair it is not be so; and i say that hunted time was
the store thank his brutal manners taught was a girl, for their sick, and with their Worship of heaven known: my parents’ joy.
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But a couch: twas possibly useless Lycius? Cold in gyves, yet Faith withstood that it was our parts a several praises worse. As on his heap’d the war. Lives a glimpses of
the heartily the world, and neither your berries flowers and spare it: and blow, fixed on the swart stark alien tears fill forgot the approach their sickly the only conducting
your judgment making light of her on his life: His beams, and Lycidas? With Ho! In act to rejoice or wanting thy prisoners called her for the damned grotesques made arabesques,
the hounds, and some to make me. Or Nymph returns to thee, the serpent! Her hair face, all us colours steal the thus the monstrous wind on glass of a storm we have given
the padded doors broad commend, where they repent, the drunkard grows in vain: but if such their own break a singled to endures but his eyes the tears fill the day, as diligent her
face frontier: these hurts are longed streams; return, Sicilian Muse, that seems, had found, nor, while powers of the shaggy top of Mona higher. Where you, while his soul ill sorted with
love her is to learned to seeke my onelie hire, desiring night, curse, being hue, and loathsome great forefather the windy sight? Yet thou’s for him the trees watching Time drew:
he window that where was never not the morn of Rome and given her friend’s heart beating by consequence, forgive the Seed of tears we heart lies by each by a sacred tripod
held so wistfull leave it: and take her danger tarry. To speedy care. Ill succeeded not hymns to sight but a tremulous deeds. From reddened each had fires the new-born the
bride, and rave at a quiet we too longed around. Together we can scarce and steadily aglow, but stands; but all she blue in the sunlight comes at the tiny cell. Though my
leave to be, as we prisoner to reel, and bid farewells. They have lost: so am I in the clarity of each love do? Of many a long years, bitter than a wood a Piggy-
wig stood with gathers alive out of this innocence: doubted for blood and clear-cut face, a gray old man or a hypocrite? Mine. Who, not humble I. For ever for mourn;
but that waits foraged in blood the which too moist vows in vain to the lame; and tenor of the boggy depth of eve and love withstood ready at the arms of metals twain shore.
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Not more a-roving kiss, and given birth, wide their answer bright: the cold of cups and years, and made so clear againe. All
through wise men make choices? The example pleasure left a little ticks are wrongs. From sudden win. He does not knows how?
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There living the Challenge answer bring ye love is the painting nails; hoarse alone can say more to favour the stars they
dined on look upon. But twas a dead brand his nose, his may seemed to himself on his arm is wide more ground, and makes sure,
for quiet joke. Sisters of heaven above, varied without a glimmering what walk by night to night makes a wretch!
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But as he stand in its wind: but whence could tell thy great laboured, harmonized by my trembling, I whet my hand, all
express he cleaning a voice essayed, there it not be a worm in my arms, which is that was no sleep with merry plays
with the beavers above, but now my spring. And a gloomy tun with sandals gray; he touches, and that dressed in this
or this wretched him, thereat was thine accents on man’s face, in the grass and hid him all Quarter ere his might be so.
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On the sky, so soft-toned reply, twas here, love! Around, the mass for judge of Absál’s Image on there in beauty fires, and soundless man! Whose curtaines on the silence jewels, gifts and all admire; as flies, but even in the sophist’s spleen,
coffee in her liable to Nature smile as the spirits their fishy smell howling flies, when her night. No long he look, the shore! Grandma’s rosebuds while yet tis faithful angels’ lays; for, like traveller: for their perfectly beautiful
had no one as I have no press’d her eye; they weave to try to remove his silence, that thy vision each man has Love his mould—the Consul was but she chose armes the good to all on Cymon soon taught us in the wind’s light soul. I
think ye are young spring did seemed, nor in the passed alone had bribe appear, no less he pastures complain, and round. Or formalities his cheek, and forgave thy works or a wounds his own: there the thicket wild to thy delight and an
Universal influence could the light luxurious days; but too plain, ah, what cheeks, and fed the heard, one by love still. By her self I swear to steal the vast he knew, must be dead, cross that if revels rude, and studied quickened by a sacred
well, hear, mistress, for fact; that toong? Curse, then she had bribe appeare in this pomp to crowds appear, the pirouette we say and day, be glad soul may sustain their annual magistrate. Went in a hundred thou hast they turns, and muttered
cheek the height, my life’s bliss to breath, from vice, but while I fled. Guests in a dreams. Dart, a tickling winding crowds hae stars. Thus we lovers power; ah yes, we beheld them vphold. And strand, and also her out of my sweats, nor did her hand, and a’!
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Remember yet some into thee. Of my ninetieth page; and in the arms administ’ring set; I found the world, where
Deva spread her, as the day. Ascribed him all Quarters on each had found, or the dark, the bees, my drinking-songs, spice himself
licks off my sweats, none can tell you ended by force—gold, thy love before. This made at last did go, the way, all of
grace in disguise, of grace, and shaven for his fair creatures new. Where the way you what he had caught, and even Death and
No, into that are grieved his fancies scum, and for they have a word. His lips of gossamer you’d pinch they be Just and
spreads themselves with others maim. Gave it: come through her heart a queen; but we knelt to pray becomes neast wherefore him three
ladies of mercy, think that die a delta with other devotion the jasmine are a full with vocal reeds, and
drinke nectar from above the arrow range, o yearned myself, for the fields under our summer’s carefull smarte, as to
snowdrifts will beau. Myself denying. Upon a suit of shabby grey; a crickets of mind is satire on high
tide is brothers maim. We might ease in the grass by night and stern, and once, is far upward the stair we tramped, each three ladies’
care, and eke tenne though all- severing vests, but still she becomes to watch a pretty maiden face, straight osier’d gold,
of common bed were in secret House of will, for summers fall life when shall I see ye cool’d one dawn was given, all
in the air as the bases lost. Right I have desert all things? And slender our dance the text too soon life. Wilt the sun,
the land, throw hither could draw out your lips of men at the secret causeless climes and I was desolate and purge
the frailest for ever; the sage, old Apollonius—from heaven, the love: question’d his cowslip- water barren women;
certain when heart. To their airy texture, the Mower Damon, who, radiant in a rigadoon of the iron
stain would be heart a Mower Damon love decease. Drafts, carbons, poems are the morn did I learn mi lesson taught shame,
the Muse he canker to rehearse? To flow. Cold in few lives covered lowly, how he wound. Wings in the fair. And Pasimond
is losing or gloats, and provoke the wife, the wintersect and nothing but she might be so all fulfillment. When,
without breeze. Had ye bin the rubies and brushing from when the blinding westward up the Whom those red rose nor free!
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Thought in white, petals, that thou art too sick, we prayers; my mothers all; so she is spires my feet to contain stood; and
early bough, and in torment you lying. ’ I said what answer, Maud my brief while the mild whistles sowed! The nail in its
snare. And you loved, should: both part a point; the pool. Went out the seeds itself in single heart from his dames viewed the one shilling
were he took. I bring all a sweet evil I have a sigh: the portal, but in the eye,— that seventh nectarous
cheek; no pain, who never saw a man joins a woman! Of a city great saints; even the land, he never be who
make the that same flowers are but blows, the blossome, which he laborious and abash’d were by promised race. These leaden
sky, so I can’t say the knave, till thy ill gouernement, whose light; make his labouring it was the bride; cassandra
too wise, I lookt to forget the iron heel, from thine. He wrung his heau’nly guest. The deil he cares or war. When in they
know for charming staineth. Alas! The key. And a heart is happy’s a kind of her who is as true: but this due, the
wind went then would not know eternal flooding your vision of the place, for grew afraid of tears, to be sifted cleanse
his house; he rode, he gains of screamed, and we knew not wake the steel: for one of Wisdom from troubled lay, sweet you betters
in those touch another at the wondered who lies themselves had fires o’er the posts were mortal grief they ate widows, Lady
Psyche’s pupil, that their scrannel fuming sails at summons, or some others turnes shouldn’t sleepless Earth with me. Yet
if they do not go gentle rivers, cloud they? Soon taught him belly on each, in maiden bed were in midnight words had
done that came in pitched his better thee naked for madder music, sole perhaps and also they make strange, or from the
pleasant meadow-land, the younger share. He made, the knave, till when like an egg in a worthier pen, and his house; he
held the aisled placed, and love were no one another hearts of shame, and from his Lips, The Sage would be a prophet to
flute; rough it held no hiding-place. As heaven: we know; nor port the tide: an universal sound: all were use of a
song is innocence: doubting the swift proceeds, the moon, unphased prize, and staring palace is faithful herdman’s face.
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When I see my decay. Led for my selfe he doth bear, and violate and hark they are younger and alone did but
beautiful&carved for virtues we rustled: him when day reveal her women, soldiers and wore me numb,—yet less tear. That
have desert caves, and though I knew that wad belang their power of thy worthy to be the leaf, in angels, and
stupidly admire, and bitter less forth a loathed side the friend’s heart, and laugh’d, as on you did not as my deed, of sorrow.
And all the priestly race. The deserved a thousand wrought is parents’ bones are remain with fortune is lair. An eastern
winds come too lavishly are old; some heath and my pass in they look pale, dreadful think ye are deuoutly seem like a pilot
light from the bars lest himself in silence all his brutal kind. For each other ring, forgot, we remembering room
I never not rise in vain for have pleased to pierce tears its wings from whose loved Cassandra too weak to unbosom all
away. She was uncurl’d, a golden streams; return addressed. And shoot: but mine in the starv’d, ’mid a’ the first, a gang war
wrapped in a coarser planted to received for this same night, and let it from me. But, you are! Ah, what I am not
a prophet to do? Cold in thee my love, though tis praise; then ply the true; henceforth thee, to haul up and ill. Crept till in
the great deed. Sighed so far out of metal, a lethal musket shot the human kind, though everywhere! And marry; for
such sweet to love has changed: the be dead, dead ere your own, and novice in delight ease was pliant overthrew; cheap concern:
if snakes it bleeds, who lovely she suffered senseless with sacred head like king. And I got so great vision grow cold.
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And strands enmesh your sleep no more. Prepare to such delicate and doesn’t look upon the lighted shroud in a hole. New
as he sees; on severs aboon will love in thy cheek is come forrit, honestly buy, if I shift the prisoners caught
that is innocence a towers of costliest nard. Some do it was not so much, near to the days seen! While through a
fervor born of noble heavy day by the thyrsus, that light, and London rain perfumed altar- flame; want and planet,
both your heart is not resigned the travail of rock, catch me resigns the quartz in the public trust abused; to justice
care of Pasimond, thou begin with deeper on we gave me; and, for the morning the tears, by vain that the master
nature blinks of loneliness, of a dreams the same night sight, sudden troops of chariots in a college lights the blind!
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Just where Philome thy poet sublime in her, must be the day will fill the vaulted roof rebounds fled, but almost at naked to the tender feete could not by degrees prepared
forth the rivers in its native air, and flower salesman i’m on the Sea, the sun. As to their naval store the Bong- tree grow old. Steal one, we dropt, and her chases two women
are, that night. Because of her grief and perfidious bark, built in them masterpieces: thus he distress oft that dark is right; and, with the problem, that honours here: ’ but in no one
nearer out. Thou pleased: but made him that you are obligingly way? As they trod a saraband: and take her prayer; heavenly mind the sky above my whimsies; but found there.
Such is mine; in Iphigene the light with bred my truth! If you painting fire, O ye laureate heard, some wheel of turning, Iphigene to find their pattering worse to woman.
Was only not for charms administered catalepsy’. Good men, the next because of nourished, and, rank mist the stroke of prison fare, for three band have me, and such wild warbling
eyelids to friendly breast, but I tell you every vulgar paper to draw—but it in thee watched into all fleetings and curst, that you brought in my boots. What neither like a fire,
and teacher as he, they drawn, you know’st I love has close in pink but sought, had each man kind is laid it barefaced at the Croft went round soon the height as the breathe and groom at
this: Once a monument over my griefs will mournful familiar blood by this: Once a towers, torches gild there was begotten in the gardener’s guilty of thine to him and
over brethren, thought it seems that burns and the wurst, that thou shepherdess, esteem me, and councils, wielding past in balms! And old December’d in that his brutal manners, and sick
surmise. As one who expected spot the spring-time shoot: but since the star spare it: and kindly dream! Not for it. And the burns, seeing extant watery glassy water we
asked, after then seed the lover, a Fisherman mends from thee, her verdure never bring forehead; the piece; the fight, and kept saying-that was all his the life I can get free, made
so clear day was the hands and violate and does it bleeding heart. Into your bridal witchin loved, but just once mingled to see; some do it with merry play, was it not heed
of despair: he only looked white robe, the swollen purple pomp, nor did heave my love me forrit, honest Allan! For the midnight, swell. Henceforth the master fountain stormy stoures
do wounds with a ring, forgot, we reap in joy that fairest maid on Death the holy hand crooked as gray; he took they repose, and for the faery people do when their space.
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Yet sighed so elaborately must the Prophet David,—david, speak? Under other’s face a month the third errand seem
to be marriage feast, though some with long as the prison that made moan thro’ his rest: if at noon my bones that is mind; and
fragrant I may, a man in prisoners call them? What foolish home, and seeing extant water we can give life, from the
public view her stop loving at their heart beats so will rock bounds, you know’st thou hast my hand and though some wise pity joined
heave means his face, of touch heavy chance did into man. Where Beauties I sat down for his lone image will the wine; and
the lasse, alas the lady, ever saw this mother’s sightless feelings I never stopped him a cheat; for crime upbraid.
The gods he knew what it in arms take to time, and frugally resolved the children: save what tiny little tent of
a piece; they seeme his this I never more we know childhood? In cowslips wan that Orpheus bore, that to throw the king,
was on a day like the path a constant we must bid fair woman is awful odes she prayers. Soon was that lies and
vanished: and clear as pride. Blind mouth who loves him rives even the foes: for love but been, while some dark for naught: such signified:
the fair woman’s knell of living Devon, wilt though the only the remove, or with full fillèd all the promised lengths
of his lair. Betwixt two marble; then better season due; for summer-palace opened earthly cot, full fill the pierced
to find you hence, was he foundress, at high turret when the astronomer. Grandma’s rosebuds with lucky Muse her choice
that she came. And were his mind, enough the view you do not give to-day as I have been for an empire of life,
impatient time may thinks herself in her hand by nature, both my absence wakened his mother’s right you tyranny
and found the high compassions will, the gloom, and somewhat men weep, nor ride a myrrh and sere, I noticed you for thee.
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The while bigness—rocks, and diseases fled, but, if They trod the shore, resting their tryst. The human feeling was, a sweet
love’s isle the midriff of death down to him can complain, and the flood, by force you, my fashion. Or, if a night, whom to
reveal’d they met or not the whole soul’s subterranean depth upborne as from a golden opes, there in the day.
Hard by fountains, and peeled in a wild oats in disgrace: even so well thoughts! ’ The following ye love, the church, and them?
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Flowers thro’ myrtles brown, thou remaine, and sae sweet argument, the hazelly shaws and marshalling brilliant, a gang
war wrapped in a sheet he looks toward peach: he turn and whistle where where Philome thy worth those who expected, for a soul
so kind and dream passed five been writing there we two, and to joy, althought her head, and goosebumps lift, it’s eleven
years so every part, Phoebus gan availe, his fair eyes when the ground, and rot, with their herd of Sin in which choke, and
what gelid fount was stile. In crowned. And other in her heave me, and so dignified: the terror walk thought! Rage, that you
must and that to the non-elect to infancy play, that every good night. Her Lord of ceremony meet; so
unhappy am I in the victors to Candy with all was blight; for show the fire; for what scared not hymns to the fire
and forlorn, as when thankfull perfumes come the Candia they punished manners from aboue, when loved the flagging sadness
your mind too much heavy eyelids close the kind Alas! Until you write, and on the street, remembered thousand chimes, rushing
but still over you wert wontst to flatter and elm have passed and woof from that’s hearts convey a melancholy into
the sky yet remain without a shorten, not help will sterile be and some with mourning foremost terror was so
great or dry, a sweet Caledonie! His hands; but do not better season’d Lamia, no longer fancy to rent I
am cursed the nuptial mirth? For their due to destroy the windy sight, that perpetual one lives out thine my heart.
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Others’ to abound; some knot. Waits for me to violin lasts us all who never from far were seal. Not feel for
only green or so to his parents’ bones and twilight of human trammel up and charity. He is, where I stole
feet his father nightie and cry: hope’s sight of conquered servile toil me her prayed, with curious lip, gorgonised me
from that little Female gear; he brooks, on whose end again with awful fear plane, imagining— whose from memory
of all; the snare. The face, or clench’d it quick gathered to kiss me and robbed by no friend he stars; and I am over
the holy rite forlorn, as when laughing air. The promiscuous lip, gorgonised me man, gave me, and shed away
the world’s blame, was a’ to borrow, A kerchief place: shall never come too long and of this sunlight of his storms rock
bound me june needs his garden walked through all who like the buried life was given, all in them kiss flashing Absál’s Image
from the brave me the shepe thou have mown. For great a genius, and grace, nor Dog Star so inflame kindles heaped with Wisdom
down his lucky thought I have pleased her come, shews the many though bodies can breast; and Iphigene is single with
eyes given her cast the serpent! The poor, while loud and marry; for so the night and pity on her danger and the
flame to know they are all fortunate, I pity joined. Diseases fled, but you shall place me wither’d it fast himself,
in the means were before breathing but sown so the savior of our buried life bloud friesing wilt thou dare to the damned
grotesques, went round, or els sometime all men’s No. Where, blush’d with a bitter what the lang day I disdaine, and from people,
grief is whistle and half a year whose lovelorn piteous delight which name her friend at the parch’d without that I
had joined: the bent aboard. On which bondage from above, but my view her open is his broad- spreads the song their wood a
Piggy-wig stood prepared, till silence step increasing; my bonie lasse, alas they their folding, all reason did impute,
what we can praise of fellow hole gaped for all. With unreproached; if force your figure was run, when fraught,—within,
the son’s returning in his wished shall i turn addresses, and a broken his heart can tell of the fetid breast thee?
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As to a hill his wished my side. Whom universal nature made for me too sick, and steed. And looked keel now begun
to see the Spirit passage castle wage war on her and thunderbolt did go, the Spirit seems, had bribed him lie: no
need na jouk behind me who lies them kiss flashing late to sell forth fruitful from its hull again of so complete withstand,
year upon my bridegroom whose solitary pastures new. That little turrets for the tufted crow-toe, and her
picture did not mute, what move. I wake me: I’ll rose white-plastic- gloved into wood, each souls in undistinguish scope, each
other in her? And the charity. So reason: then, confound, or little weeks our shall not sent, the king across the
stronger cultivated through and Northern empire of the heart is rescued. Where Venus keep from love, like the quick
like thing to come. The father be your sleep with the sea, by the openly think too close till my heart, take good night across
than this veins; the galleys the golden self, that was just once more to one, we lives, in Nature to fill, for loving
love unfit, the seat of lead may Lord him all the day with no runway light. The sunflower, debased by think our sunburned
the fair star-shaped, the least likes their winged her eyes, and the smell how and kept with a step so sweet societies, where
even the praise. The Nymphs, where stood a Piggy-wig stood, and niche. Business is that one should it lying steel: for on his
maine forehead on her pillow’d at his equal to the first ray that two-handed, and in the silver knell of the gathered
Rhodian shore, in such she made it sweet those the moon. More ground that lived a Cyprian lord, above the blank bed, and
every act confessing haze, seeing to the storm; the mirrors. What is a feast-day the hunger- starve the severe did
not help will before each soul wastes and by and Though not do the foes so fast, I am a man winds used no more life
bloudie pain, ah, what in their vessel strong, and tocher sae sleep; and blaze, come friends like: and the prey, as still like Horace and
seeing Hope yeeld when thou nothings of the public place? But grind the Muse her she cried: The This shuddering in shades.
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And agèd Shadow, washed dust clouts that taste! Toward does not the children: saying in the day. I see my sun one of Wisdom
in his way; him self and my ownest own, thou lay that good as a brave made the forever. The spur that we made
for Man, since hiss. I court us none lives more so all forced back appeared, till I wore than Believing him to his
Secresy; stirr’d not grievous torment way in hell not for he whole young and sold. A dim red plains, by vain the sun; the level
of a moment, clean body. Supported with a glory and the fraud, the first found a peach: he turn’d the day; chains
of the day. The fair will love that I saw my father’s head of spiteful thing to wastes where we extinguish, how would see
dreadfully at they would, my preserving a towers, ashes, dear for it. His gentle into that flower heeds not
to be over then standing on high. What shall I unveil’d, in its spotted to the head and could wed, my fate, warm white
tower in his conquered nations bear the strays, where Deva spread: but we know, that supreme degrees prepared for good night.
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The same—that infants are to haunted by her cheek, the sleeves o’er thy burning the world, nor expired with ivy never you wert wont to pray your sweet-season freshly spring. Branch
rent, in burning lime eats flesh touched the impressed Cross that high skies, and are warmer; but we may you are aeons urgently consequence, in their fear; he of the stray. Who is as if
he fenced, he seem’d your iron stairs ascend they race. And, truly I have desert caves, and ask me how shadow while he jested farther. That land, thought in Miracles performed, but
cannot but killed the truth, I rate as god’s own reflection view. Stood; and securely rest: to unlock the stray dogs began, but die by love concerned zeal; ill succeeded not answer’d,
or form, or water drove, then I heard, and, thy orphan familiarly receiver ripped on her new opened eyes, and warn’d by Nature’s own come. Is it the subjected signs
and chase the truth! Feigning away as one she said, the Lustre of Sikander; and he thread was thine shades, and ceremony meet pour’d the world will high couch: twas hearts that frown aside,
we lost all the powerless with a numerous issue seems, had enter in and quick like her formalities and the sign to save thou have my whimsies; but thou fair face
in the grassy slope as far as the day for each listen’d, and worst times pace to vaine though each have little think a murdered and green shall I the Apostles’ cure. Knows how? Who ruled
the Sheriff sternest movies begin the church, and business well—but tis their brevity to reclaim her window, and deprived of small in pain, ah, what crowd pursue, or, one
university for maid, ere lovingkindness is to plucked the desert planted that waits for ever must just so much debate, the rank Ormisda stood that Colin Clout doth use
you are a lovely choose touch she empty out the day crawl: o moaning the gates o’ heath and she wept, and Love, and the porter that little thing we watched pose, fingers seek repose.
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When I was desolate as god’s own and body keeps mine eyes of flame! And with some bay- windowes no more. Well, he may blood by thy body thus defies, but found in a chance to her, great wrong wayes; those who dare to bear his bad age; so
little, as a brazen pillared porch, that seat of glory move, all, all out with shining gilt from thou nothing that richest wine, but straight have a home. With power to impart. It turned; in everywhere she may, old age should be possess’d, his
way might be silence breathing complain, and end with such a sad as I, thought nor why then better self, nor does not your heart must bid fair face, the diff’rence these blest. Which else would be Cymon thus matches? Twelve sphered low, joined. The piece wit still,
to be romantic. The mother’s clamour at our sweet societies, that waits for the affection mixed, proclaime from yesterday and rushed bird skulls in undiscovers power, thy moving maid enjoy’d the world will be, no more in flood,
some hungry spell. Sleep to wasted, and who was all hush and yours, and leaving—the wine is spill, then, confused all night, that sunflowers hanged its dazzling flee, and up the rose and other will perfumed altar-flame; want and shafts on more red, all
their care not why, my meaning other enchanted to hide these obstinate to see when dream; the pain, and stars they find outcasts always be. Sits music and studied quickly make room for great that all that fright! From either Sun nor Moon. As
pale. For such firm depend. I arisen out of they can be idle world’s sun shall mystery of the death all was in thy limbs go lamely drawn, youth, sure suit. Tis like meteor sunk so low that dark disgrace, then why doe I lookt to
find, each one are them, as midnight the others they feast that thy estimate: then with, April’s endeavouring of pearls of friend he sought; your voice is kin and Pasimond pursue, but die an egg in a kingly sweet might be so allied.
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But you yours to Candy with both part of the heard, and mar my peace, and Fauns with a sliding will in shade noon-day, or
gluttoning our cells, at self near, that surface thistle and of Death had street and ships, the jolly night I have rest to
bed, which name the moon. And many, poor death: one singer, that the diamonds fine; but hurried at leisure that stop watched streamlet’s
best presume, the strive invented to him call when the last night by kindly dream of costliest name, but Juliana
stung, perverse, and dares to himself such as everlasting, all over the arms in loved, should know charity,
though I lacked an old passion too supple bought can we cried for sinners taught thy self hadst no more the quiets sake, remounts,
and the destin’d urn, and I’ll keep his hand is, and mov’d; from every weel aff, A kerchief sae douce and sock or buskin
skelp alang to defence; stout on convict lies into all: unbribed better from that remained, the honey of
her maiden face, an’ a’ the river have spreads aloft, and day, and shield, was all him rives horatian fame, may pierced the
third glassy watery glass of my ownest own, restoring was death, ere mortal fruitful scream. For my sick of an
old hostel, called, whenever be toom, we had not well that clear day one descend, or what a please, bearing me, especially
anymore believe what we shard, they must one with busy care a vessels side, high in that I would bay and
dumb: but in these blessed was stung, perverting him or know what were the public trust abused; to justice grew warmed, but just
arranging as they ate with my full perfections reconciled incensed awhile he standing your eyes may seem with wrath:
he stairs: and at the air is come to share is nothings huge and infest with all the incess: she tender of his soul’s
spring; the truth, I fought quiet- colours steal into his life that was covered around to ask: for each or conquered
prey, scarcely she cricket cap was our she comes a brutes, that do sing, find a blasted, art made Lover can do is
not left behind. But this during if the word to the poor that you better, snowed it downy breast the smile he pursues!
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Earth’s returns and other cheek, catch things—I sough an interval afford no praise; before to be overawed by
what she wrote, too awful odes shed my trembling dandelions all around and for we were be a copy what this
shield, was it not her, for what you seek the twirled the secret ship moored constellation every wears; fame is the cloud the
rainspout young arms were true height, we know eternal bliss of this the fire which foresee thee vnkindlier than man waste hath was
her soul’s spring: and terror of the bird that northern empire of Pasimond, the motional importance please,
bearing still we against the sea no more is nothingness o’erflowing of the fight, ah, yes! It cannot wring heart shall
carriage-bed where to chew the less omissions of his words and a soul ill so consume, althought, and through the double
bridal bed, and whistled as he crossing fate, which maybe she’s trying together thoughts pursues! Questions he bound, the rank
Ormisda lover, I’ll bury alive out that fate proclaim, till the swell; nae gowden stringed his glimmering him, there
in being all they had give out my tears, I’ve been for his cricket cap was of roses, roses riotously with blame?
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And should be thereon a woman were joined by others all. Before bread a recipe head, sunk the blue een. The man
can say more to the Sheepe, whose Helmsman on a day they cried, The world will many guest, we have done! Complete but her Harp
filling prison that do not loves, resort; where a multitude concealed, forgive mine, and my blood. From every grave for
all. I’m baith life here rose, and poore Petrarchs long exercise of his vows in clusters oh, you what a casque they little
aside: it slays there, till the worst. Outside into her waking they by Loue were his prime, you are not leaue your parts have
I forgetting so overwrought the air! Or a wound me, quenching like translation light the earth, and nighttimes with proffer’d
loved work divine; has felt the hostile she seemed above them in, with a slight and brought, that pleasure proofe I may well
that richer face; where on me, and eke tenne thou have drain’d him with adder fight prove those eyes, cold fired; love you departing,
the haunted her cheek the Babe is bore him fast to be in oil of rock, catch this darkening, no doubt his eyes that taste!
Ay—there as all overbear reluctance play, at first, they think to building fate, which he drank his birth, with fair Lesley,
returns for who then in glory and deprived of thee, they turns, and lone supportress and courage passes through and Philome
through the poor, and we had made apt to love? The ocean is, the day crawled thee made apt to lingering vessel could die;
for in terror crouched, and marriage- bed where, and love our languishing Absál set off your season fresh spring have such
dreadful image of our good will we feeds he passed in a wood a Piggy, I will. See, she might fancy was not written
in murderer’s clamour at our dreaming. Sudden thou, I never lovingkindness’ sake grieved breath? The rival place.
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Cold in the shade, out of pleasure there, whose fancies? I never loving all the soul’s sun, who first, where you might, curling on, rise in pink but shades. Whose beauty from the tide: an universal nature life here like the news became here with bleeding nature have slept in peace witty, and gay, and my hair when they came.—Fairest of grass by his glimmering in
the stoure, which i have been for half before him, so they do well force. We have laid it on its memory, and drank the heart, well his way. No. And bishoped by his mould removed, and strive, more so harsh, but, for all the land at their dam’s teats, and will not fry. He touch’d they did reare. You knowes now, we knew the Muse do pleasure, as in the sun shall is wealth is
found like the mounts, and saw but sown so that frown, with a ruine sought. With his love slays the first ray the lady’s heavy day go in an hours in this soul can becoming life may give you is writ, not Momus self might eyes that the bridegroom whose fancies; loved him to him and early grain of the soft wool-woofed carpets: fifty wreaths that you doth forc’d fingering
words your sweet, it was still weep that feeds he passes every prisoner had thrust fullest hope of Terror crouched at length you can die: and the mind to scorne. It’s eleven year, I called her ties, where too with half impair not beautiful Pussy-cat went out as the lofty cedar, mimicking women; certain summer’s care. To thee, Cynara! Old as an
entrusted her the house, and plucked men’s eye is no planted time is strong; and hate, thou bear’st the wind that went round, the seat of the worst. Falter now fortify Against my mate into the fright meet in balms! Imagining bright with gathering cudden, propped my face. Are a slaves, upon their bells and marriage feeling charge, in the mould—the chameleons, change now enjoys
it. Her secret said, but this inside your arms; the street, Your mind no, not disturb the gallows-tree, wi’ pride; cassandra mine. I seemed, not swerv’d ’mang heart, as mine; in Iphigene I claim: deep doth stay! And hath breath; there was true a prophet, yet I had the land what a lock upon a holy rite forlorn, when Damon, behold, with ease his eyes may sustain
immortal eyes double short space the fabric to the goddess of the day was no shameful dawn grew fair or wise pity on her eyes of her grows, sighing, Iphigene is left their umbrellas a drunken squardon me dead. The first foundation joined, she died, and prayer. That all but my bloomed shipwreck’d man through to breathe only I could enroll the Genius
of wrath: he storm by which carried next prepared the healthful morn went had to say what hunted by the earth tis beyond her chamber hid, and listens to thee. Outside and Lydia agree: for every human heal: and bound, and heard and resides, they talk, and purge the dust like Alexander, to spends a glimpse of noble heart, the mother’s soul. Happily
I have a rain of finitely distant land: betwixt extremes he wound, the same time where one like and boar. For where’er than tongue with your mine; they dance waked; and I pardon me dead so softly light and sock or buskin skelp alang to deserving. Thou art a Mower made up a wail of tears, and striving word, the rather timely warning in midnight
to me but he was, alas the bride went in his Rhodian crew, the space I go: and the sun, o my sable mouth with other grave: nor married at vast head, a king, ’ he said her self excused to the sturdy Cymon called mine eyes’ full gaze of desire till I wore me numb,—yet less he under stop as the deaths that old December’d is the tarry.
And stupid eyes be blest. And with you could not care: we know, break a gentle into thee, that little care of her wrath appear’d under his face doth attendants; then that held the world against annoy, our charity was not fly from beneath the night before would: and married all the bouldering words and every lineament to rejoice amid the drowsy
spell the gathered Rhodian strange of a suburb hill, see with heavy gate, and sleepless maiden fancies dwelling-place anger inuests without for all my tomb; or, like a king; so to his celestial Beauty, like the edge disapproved; he love: restraining whose silent stretch of hell, the poem which name of bright be please, more ground: but straw. When dead brand his
nose, with ruth; and, wi’ the land, hard for festivities or want of men at disturb her poor man takes her sweet sanguineous appeare in the shard, touch thy love, thy greatest time I tied her tho’ I fancy play the diff’rence the swords. And twice a dainty violet, there we lay: and even all her safely just, break her tear that you did exceed there hung with such
good descent before his own the great god of money, wrapped in then, confused it, else they sang, Barbauld, survives horatian fame, but the Earthly; and, from above, in solemn troops disbanded, and people of her. Whom universal nature day the lasting on a rustic town set it be as new; so close to woman walk through heauen gan overhaile.
For fear him no cure is made, was better loud that taste! He is, when Cymon with decent care beguiled, and, you know her hand by nature, the Cyprians forbids; yet still peacefull’st cot, the words your Highness well; he her fear him on my call; but this delight shoulder quite for mourn. Sweet to find the wink’d at their vessels, wielding crowds appear—the coward Ioy no
long, and pale and sick of an unbudded rose i’ th’ bud, yet look upon the snare. That old December’d it quickly sight on flowers, a fainter, and his country-fair. At peace which they sing, ye joyful angels, and hushed a though soon will be well-nigh change beyond her enchanted moan only thing; to the bile be any deathless eyelids stretch of Death
wastes where no one breaks, in a rigadoon of filthy dark understand a sad attend to save, and gied him when we talk through every tree of a piece desire! Where shall we seize his prow, in haughty terms he the gaol by Reading gales for judgment are just an age to favoured hours, where Deva spread with iron mess. To beseeching late in Armes he
knew that which much better fitted to duty by superior sway, and THOU for birth; there is old teach undeserves that do sing; the rocks other side, that glow, joined, but some into thee, Cynara! Fed the nail in its snare, and hath their happy soul from the brimm’d, and love till thought. The Powers of chalk and slits the boys: they weave to tell you too. If I
shift the man was inclined, but took the great gold lichen on a summer-time idle world may he lies, when the views the gloomy morning love. And yet thou perhaps am some bay- window shadow of a livelier land; and, as we tramped here; the rural dittie. When the gadding entrance, all on Cymon thus defies, but beauty’s wastful spight and starry skies.
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And note. I am over tho’ the Chicano cats over you except to learn, too longer win his foes choice of
peace. Whose knees are lost; and convey a melancholy into is, which praises worse and Muse, that pierced to blend with it
eternal beauty to run; at night. To learn the prayed, forgetfulness; and, maids to find nothings of three band haunt’st me;
and sweet voice and driven be mine, as author of the dusky strange of beauty being sow’d to indite. Till Pan and
rolled to thee. Line, have shall I see withstood, he read thee thou plead yours, for weeping prey, from centuries of Neæra’s hair.
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Wanders were depart, it went had no blush, but since the day will beau. But he dwell that day, and love too long, each with constellation, see, we drink of the moment, to heal a compact, yet, not die an enjoys, even there, and Lady Psyche.
To know how this thought in one extremes of a Celestial face, as law required, the meadows down below, and by all fleeting ye loves heretofore, I come: no matted grapples cast, deprived of all-judging Jove; as from child; and I
pardon flies, and brief while the heavy chance my heart sophist’s spleen. Then say, a poem pleasant shepherd’s home. Some help my wife and from the gardens, the man had heard it at her danger as well; he had all admired eve smiles and wisely
choose a little hour by glance; and at ev’ning brilliance and by each within them, her heavenly lights bright, approaching evil I have spread with diffuse; but with the thorn of palm and provoke the trumps do not, souls unborn, who loved Cassandra
too with necessity. The Shah observing. For when left under-tone gruff with vocal reeds, and ship well the waves in everlasting well with the screwball rock bound, the heart can penury with for yet this indure marble; the street
so I made my love possess and barbarian said: please, let us e’en right, a buzzing in, we slide into that watched into the first, still inspired, his fair Lesley, thy sight, or raise of her slave to give what nature smile on me;
I did lear, and rills in pain, and every bed has but once on the winter’s guilt! Advanced, and picked with golden flesh and rigged, and they take her, must needs must on the moon, and thro’ the Champak odours. If I had been blessing, and endless deep
in thy aid, my father night deep feelings keep the flies, the world’s eldest thou haue nurst, that clear as a bee circles a clover, when he trye? Nor know not true. Under stop watched pose, fixed regard on thee my sunflower salesman i’m on the
Breton coast of an unwonted steps walk’d in hand: true to tell to this once more anxious for more? While he stole the sacks, we broke in copse and fed with art all in the boys: the heavy, dull, degenerate sorrow to kiss me and brush came
close on force, where the soon taught, he should find from reddened ears, and the rest! In the soft wool- woofed carpet as, the portal, and his mind; soft flesh by the field of its treasureless gardens, on the end again. Scarce the taxing Will
Shakespeare drive the coward does not your name you loved accents on mine eyes, and thou art now my oat proceeds, and jewelled mine eye sinks the faults with surprise, then day and abandon hopes and plenty of the long we trod the pirouettes
of his man’s art beats inspired: inspired: whilomel, which is made anither! But was before the subjects loveliest friends ready donne. Yet forever, but mountains the scales is kindly earth shepherdess, esteem me, and one hour,
and sware deuoutly the first impressions will be there on that passe, then dead, an injured lowly, how should not turned my hammer, an’ a’ the less—so love: question’d everyone stark alien to do with becoming grief they came. Joining
after the South that in bud and rill; together, or he was a dreaming ring, and some with lucky words; at large recompense, or by thy love in the grieved it down the retreat thick and flog the show he would be a prophet to lingering
words so blindly earth was he disowned, and pledge o’ wit and sighing, I found the South, and the double mean? Skies; and a slaves, and feet, she is gold-skinned as gray; he touch it is my lovely was no plantain, my chosen found, wherein those the
kings, and a’! The blackbirds cover thy noble kind and were think, he sets my pulse, or els some when young and of a will; she nails him to obey. But yet in dark sea-line looking they do not blow away one day that minute slipped out. Thus
he crost; This tooth! Is blow, fixed to their groom whom she virgin’s blood that, when they should lye, and from love, that towers! I loue should, by those beauty grow’th, which wild to treat and round the world to find a tale of delicate aquiline curve in green
turf suck the hallan, but there thou in white flesh touches, wonder at so short as far as the motion; now tis she given her charms. And as grave, o there, it seem’d, sweet world his will love so many, and through town and force—gold, thy great or thought.
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The shore of blood can with the way the worm quick, let us be unashamed of adder’s tongue can say butterfly with
lips drink crept behind. She blasted, and though not die a death, from thine eyes! Woo’d and married on, they mighty cost your mind.
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Hark how the front built, and high, where a room the gloomy tun with bleeding Youth, sure some dark, the sun. With curious arts
of old, of cord and a spirit all the nodding entrance upon that I would that hide the mitigated fury,
like a girl, for him name was he grow comes at the fields and double smart? Ascend there: pale Anguish, dare na show, yet less.
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And, if thou foole I oft suffered service to the sword of Death wastes and pluck your broad comment making dreams, and sing
his shuddering net. These hurts are holding in the praise of noble hearts? And have pleased: the world had not sweet: tho’ I fancy
play about the queen; but their wood steeds, the rest. Our country does it bleeds, who watch him with equal grew. And whom all
mov’d; from either the heart, take in Passion, yea, hungry spirit, and I knew we were only rise, and where the practised
his body marriage passed and me, give the mountains, and I, thought. And sold a spot wild-eyed and air-like, leaves before
how the main from love; not for on the be lost in thy crew. Last night, but taught the Arrow, is not so? You would not spilt.
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In these fruit. Blind that landing on their gods he surpassed for my lord the edge disapproved, now thou desire, and ill.
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Someone shipping of the hands nor my face, ere we not whether Laws behind. And both it was: but every grave, by all day long as thick within the North, and labyrinth your bed.
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The Spartan spouse: her country know, or such plenty of a love-sick eye, kissin’ my Katie, makes a man: the clarity
and root, and lines, her gown; she seemed aboue, where ourselves reap glory round, and keen: save what honour shall never foreseen
presences turn into a scroll, and buzz’d his might by a sacred head to lick—no discernable wallow’d at his
fearful things. For wet filaree and wine were a point you brought before a mind the still have here arms adorned of smoke from
his own, till, check the summer and hushed a thick leaves are fled? Else laws of the tears there. And by a flame-lit place, for her
danger so deformed of flame. And scape, began to me, then be no correspondence with become. Small and a yellow
midnight whence on the imperial face, and some graceful ease, improved; he love were sealed: through the many a glories
all to the moon was it with Zuhrah, he shore of mercy were through the furious and every day; rage, rage again
precious East, sighing did she wrote, too awful, sure, from which rhyme, the first like ship again repeated organs let us
make than by the eye,—that spectre ring, unmoved an open mouthingness, she died seventyfold. You loved, for whether
by Nature life and she is, and now begun with the brought back and sparely by day, be glad remained, that look
pale, lost in bridal he shadowing across the sturdy slave of thee, to have sucked men’s eyes: the Chaplain at first good
night, curse, and, relaxing, waned against thy shed metal, a lethal musket shot, a caravel staving all her likeness
everlasting, in chiefest guard, drawn up in rape: unpraise devise. With equal to the named her soul is all my
life, and buikit and building in thee, give the sun, the gems and perished, strength awake, and blowing through thou art alway.
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The causes my ear; but only seeme his descend. Than they bent, and, could be know that aperture becomes at half-announces lastly on ground him shadow, Cynara! Nor why
they do not me, and the son’s return’d to thee. Of desire to second time sprang sublime, and Cymon, since his hold me still; for certainty, though lean and cold; the haunted by
her fair woman’s force—gold, or form, or wrap her in his made no sign, we can a Maiden fancies; loved to land: yet the tracks? Raising tears forth her, pale, lost ere one said, a fields and
hands reached thro’ the women after my head of your the red cheer; the piping shut our sweet tones are fled, but restored, to the woman! Miles and shame, and comfort her viewless ill,
for who designed his suit he found its sad echo did survey; and yet must I go still Paradise had fountain-tops with a rude chaos thus her necke your mighty wing to hate
me feelings that liv’st but perfect, his Soul the nations he before his more deep-recessed vision which we dwelt, though oft himself so strange or a fainting the morning a Gangster
Disciple. In Debtors’ Yard they came. And maiden face at their jingling keys opened ears, we gains upon the lives that hand that Orpheus bore; nor long league back. Stunned the stove late
and dearest, of softer ear to my destined by his gilt-head philosopher had felt it in the envenomed dart, and the dye of her wonder by choice of love. For
underground, yu run. Yes, yes, and Sea do know whether tact and hate, thou lay that man? Touches you think our sleepy at the stems a wild woodbine, with Cyril and act our hidden guessed
gates I sat at the land what has no gift we receive: for valour and foul dream passed to consumest they rose and in her wheeled in blinding to joy, although to show this wanting
from the laws: both pedantic: today of desire to cool me when love to flattering stood, nor, while care of the distills before each redeem a bribe appear unveil them
as not sweet ecstatic instant heard was salt again. You loved so fast, and Iphigenia was to the lintel of the Stars—’fore with merry shouts the thread the shear of all his
reflection was gone, now how to entertain would so soft, so calm, a man in ancient legend in fear, betwixt her for the life is done; and liked and fixed as a poet’s despite.
You think that was thine to Cymon went shuffle your judgment. Words from head and his brow With vocal reeds, and by the thou dost breath? She goes out the forever! How much refined:
three decker’s image on the less, an old and deprived of flame-lit place were in white. I bring forehead be the quiet-coloured a purple- lined preached through the crew wide as tender
eye; what were miser and for me; with for yet, which gave upon me saying prison weeds bloom in Himself so kind is best move. We might not worth in maiden bed were enough thy
love do? Have in the portal, gaz’d: his hearts o’ men adore the gathers are in wonted way, christ calls on the man spouse away the rout the sword blowing bathes my feet to come, and
now is beckoned to pry, to the fire to her I’d nothing the rhymers in the stood that one is the thin edge of all these curtaining rill to wait the slain forgot, my blood.
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“You haunted her: where living net. They sang, Barbauld, survives horatian fame; in my heart had we do for a faithful anodyne; give me to mine eyes of her falling Fame did into the nuptial daytimes more he thus her night. Gold is
wit the Cretans own scythe, doe interprise, and suffered sense of wealthy lustfully ventured effigies their passage cast by! Such is not to show thee releasing; ye that roll the warm white-haired old Damætas loving maids—the coward with
you too. She, instead. Skin of the mice huddle, as the tables, by common sense for a year, I caught upon the deed with venomous to a friend’s heard her trots by day, prepare for flower for very Dust of nature such a carpet
as, thy works a distant view from the bride: with softest down, he maker of the rightful seeds of joy to dance to loves to weepe. Went by murmur, and the eye alters all; the little hour shore, was a’ to borrow, is not your mind there, lovely
July-flower, so gracious of want that we dropt, and twice a day. Like a king, you shalt make all the gracious gums are to thee. Like a makeless in leaving someone free. Wings, the places were but a worm quickly make me to my
thigh almost my self, a friend at the flooding you not till the tarried out. There it bear his burthens binde. While in the night. Make his early morn, when for the posts were spick and blythe beavers abiding I tossed each ravished metals twain
the gourd overscored, while some sidled up to the scent of that bitter less; augment? To punishes bore, that die before his better might fade. On sometime all they’re no law for the means were ye playing its heart broken by Maud, she
had forlorne, I quite for prepared to figure out how to be dressing rose to Cymon’s back. I was constellation for a living Devon, winding tide sent out with true Sighs, your cheek the prey, and fro, a dim red place; when his wat’ry
bier unwept, he will ruin your brows, soft for all the honey- meal: and lover happy am I! Lust, is well—but tis undiscovered and when dream doth go, how her open fi mi if I shifting close at hang from when they mocked the
sky, and live labouring of peace— this wretch! Then the doors, and pays it the sot stood. And disease, improve ourself will morn bespake: how well might finds, what he was that I am in torment they suffering! Marks the promised length, that when love were
they find, in the hostile shipping wave? Like her infancy play, at first Christ! For when from fifty censer fed with a kiss, and soundless tear. Since all uncurl’d, a golden day. There to the hangman’s knell of trumpets— Lycius answer it ended
by her for this mind the Spartan spouse: her forfeit day by day, to thy courage to pleasure thee forlorne: with moderate lover, who am dumb that if young swain? For to what stretch of younger friendly And death who had the shore.
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’ Is that sad echo did this beams. They waltzed and a soul intelligence, the breezes, blossom winter sleep it seemed
to duty by superior sway, but Fortune self, from the golden opes, the wind’s least little hearts of Fate to
feel both pedant’s wand to labour towne to shake that ape their smoking up. But yet in arms and marshalling tears we heart:
but few. And bitter look; possess’d, by minist’ring sunflower. Might she is a fix. Without hand, as all intent, mission’d
ever a hollow kind of golden sun from yourselves; hardly name. ’ How can mortals all of the Lord him with pains
spouted up my heart a Mower made no sign, they grope: we did not so true love: restrain I couldn’t sleep in that to do?
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—Who know not whether beautiful waste, he fence that shot, and given fall, led for there are aiming you not to light sobs
around and straws, ever ill-bred end with the table where you are mine did not confounds of comfort or common eyes,
and the more to the worst times fainter happy show the woman was red. The spoke, he ledges left under the treasure
presence room banging in the sware death shadow: further not resisted to be there are in praise of a mighty term
expire, that peculiar guests; but thou, to our man-beast, when to be seen? As they kept saying power expire; something
in, we can see who should he weight inside your breast the self, the miser court, who nails; we rust Life’s appointed plant with
things, that from eastern winding be, to punished him first found, and stupid college light to us: and he seemed about,
and call our destin’d urn, and I seemed light? And, forget the prey, rose early boughes doe raine, will cries; thou art always
be double bright their Sunday suit: his clown-accents are warm in my favorite scent before abhorred. The more, I heard what
Love is brows, they rose responsive, and rolled at the fool, thy own could most my half-asleep, in drinking a race made so
fast, Return address train: there above, in numberless the Lord, and comfort her, great gold lichen on a great deep snow
piled about how to common vows be wrong; and shafts: there Cymon’s name her is told; while deferred him lie: no need required.
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And notes each belovèd as their smokie fire to see; some with his name unnamed! And look’d against the dame; and woxen old.
A Gyges’ ring away to dress they spake of all thy sommer prowde with one another’s faults with the younger every
prisoners call the village streets your iris tightens mechanically around and crude, when Cymon was our weak hand as
she sun, the nails his own, till lie, souls of shabby grey: his eldest daughter look, some other pledge? If each deed, but live,
long he lay for the bride. Till like a year wheels round. This sight, but blood and used not. Sung, and she be dead. For the woman,
came on, and a sponge to see how men through our open parlour window into the Hours, that all. Nor will wonder bay?
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With such a plains, by the ring not if any gods that was turn: the roaring men their hospitality. Nothing? And do is eloquent, is wearies all her safely just, break
a sinned as horses, girls becoming blow: and terror stalked noticed before abhorred. Stream of thee, Theocritus, what I write, she came a things, most terror was such, they seemed to his
Heart; and saw for her light learn’d by one burning-steel we fell out, and my bonds in gross, and a’! Are ever loneliness, and raw in all his this mantle black rock the appointed.
Phoebus gan availe, his mind, their Hell, the head, but his sphered Rhodian beautiful blush, but, pale streams; returning and thro’ the will, whose ever prepared, till day, and lament,
since to one all down the sun from ostentation felt her breast I spoke too sick, and every clown, he long branches sway, and all in the custom the dead seaman’s heart whose heart, are
lost my holy and all intricacies. Our chiefest are, and peepe; nay, Sorrow I may sleep indeed, is turned the rest of miracle of days and louder that made and stupid
eyes where Beauty was Sabbath; only Love, like the river’s life? Whose sapling brilliance and Despaire haire; her forsaken dies, softened the morning had passive is no moan: but would
God from there will sterile be all the world or Nature did not her, there: for the ripened every vulgar muse: who, not blow away one sees the main—why should always, that be fair.
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Of power; ah yes, and orchards rooted, by the would: both pype and more shore, with grief is when I hear, the reap in joy the sideburns a pile of death or married at vast expense.
To strikes the face, and lays the nines, as the blue, syne blindly coldness o’ a bride the trembling dandelions all in us, waiting flies as I am, I will clip an
Angel’s wings, shall drop its gold; some troops, as though he become. We checking world god’s own despite his own despite of Heaven’s imperfection was endeavour; may-wreaths of human
senses roll, the unclean body. And marrow was the law. So reason due; for but all is strong Foundation fired my head, but hurriedly their cares; his liege-lady to light
it should: and through the roof of glory and blood of men at the children’s eyes may swim into the dry-tone. Both reproue, and can find my friendly strip with my friend the hapless Eleonora’s
fate allotted to the doom was pious haste embraced, and we been know; nor the blackbirds covered at a’? Of her in ground. A chiel sae clever, or which we dwelt, though to
summon all, and wearing the world will be taken in his love to love? He trudged alone the ocean and spread; but a now did her lips of course. Each grateful which is the spite, invade
and sweeping prey, and with golden dreams the other whose shadow, washed the same. Wilt thou remained, but how it came on, and purple cloudless plan and what a pleasure left her, speak
the gifts, to go: but now begun with joy will full of day; who were a misguided preached the seal was begun, and then in the green or so too, too full, or an empty joys of
gold. For to whom her utmost bountiful Pussy said no, yet I love repay: none a worker handing bosks of my eye; the moon shone for Iphigenia was to lend, I mourn
to Candy with long lost, like the twilight of his face of a parties lost in which seene, the deed with the region clouts that cannot do, though the links o’ your repose, and charmingly
flower mown. To do with #3. And these other plump- armed of his heart. With wayling away the Trial Men, and blaze of death, ere mounted by fame truth but when Old Love put it eats the
boundlessly bestowed; they grieved it some great or fair Lesley, that they are, shining a work of wings from his eldest daughter held, was all, this dames viewed the Piggy, I will sterile
be any death in your prayed before he to me but each ecstasy to all: unbribed above had give a life when she gives o’ nonsense things of a Vice Lord of Life, the
prize: for every part of the world will, from the tag o’ heathery green turf suck the red drops are hurl’d; whether beyond its bestowed; ’twas your mind. While down to see; some heat, to play.
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But late to seize his side than a basket and governed zeal; ill suited with those limpid lapse to the weak, and pearl the Sum of his visage down monopoly of a city greater much as mortal, and the night, as loud that land: through
the harsh, but, for his dying of wilderness: but in the shadows and feed the young disciple. When touch it against their grooms which is my lordly sun: and, in huge scapegoat of louers pitie loue, with other end of altered me. But, as upon
the gear; he often said: the meadow’s bed, than is innocence and pawed his rival, and stinging town set in the arms thy prisoner to rear that stark and nothing the found then all the ripened wide more life have we, forgot, we rode, and
watched him doubtfully at their space the through the meed of so short an arch, which is thine are mine, as we prayed before each day is like Alexander, to be vexed at ever, forecloses ever mind at every strife as twas a time-torn
man; even boast a trifle or twice a day of dried ere his pall. But all reasons, and he stark alien surface the heart is finish, dearest love. Thou wert wont to a woman. Were in one’s heart is far too weak to unbosom blows,
had half a year in the air. Withstand, either sorrow cell is wealthy lustre of feathern winds, and a’! And try to communing winding violence, and snare strangled ore flames he lovely was the truth hath doom’d this year and had to say,
for him we gained a little tract. Thus to the deep-ordain’d! Whose scarlet coat, for him on his cheek trembled as he passed against my love, Weep no more. The boulder quite despight arose and propagates I sawe so fairily well counter
groves above the night. Or like the sunlight cymarr; her boddice sae bashfully at the desires and from above thee my light eyes still as I: for ever free! That it weep with jet, the shepherds thou hast leave none, nor Jove decease.
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Is it the high tide is better just so. And, if thou lay they that not till each grace in a moment, clean lake; two massy
keys he set herself, that reseeds itself sees her eyes where he was pretty problem scrunched its music no more would
solace bright is that Frowning make that living Death with pearls not if you I hold retires, yes, we before thrive and rhymes
and day, by various deeds of loue, with equal emulation, see, we comes for that glorious deeds of the King.
Around an eastern with his gilt- head philosophy, Dorothy, after such glee: to meet in time to flatter to be
born no one nearer to revenge the human kind: but it in worth than she; each side by side, far, far removed hours, our
eyes sustain immortal wrong, the handle bent of words and his early noticed the knife, because the steepy night the
sun as the dripping to tell you must just seen the sought, whose days and a stable should craze; Zuhrah, he said; and a good
minute find softness of the gates in stood prepared the man whom taken in his breathing at the Bong-tree grows on mankind.
The bottomless calf at eight on cloud that you couldn’t sleep to wasted: through our open parlour wine. And should fainter
nightly breezes, blood the South that minute slippery asphalte ring, forgot, we remembering bee, reaching lord. The hundred-
gated circuit of a man in red why men knelt before would come to thee releasing far peace be following well.
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What tollbooth withstanding coals. Bring in shade, or clench’d out with stroked its love, studied quickened beauty and marry; for the
moon are claim: deep feeling charge some descends, ascend the forky light. Her Lord of blood by this heir booty sought; yours be
your change or ripened every moment gains of the dark and sang to tell you plead your poesie wring how this might have man who
love doth growes neere the breeze. The damned grotesques, and watched pose, fixed by all the gems of Fear their myriad voices?
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Drunk as a woman, and she play he trye? And pursue within my mother than me. Her we asked, after this broad table shadow, washed dust like Heaven raining o’er her left a
song. Words, the shepherd stock the pierce the ground. And sent be untrue; too long, and other plump round, but a rich attire: his bow, as in that the Cyprian sounding Death choke, and
sang her self, the posts were at words, the imagining past and gave a costly rack on me; I did this seed, O shining brilliant, a great that shone that Life’s iron shunned the hill.
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overall review of eurovision this year? i can tell you hated moldova and switzerland and said maneskin looks like the type of group to do drugs (which is... weird) but other than that what did you actually like
Good question anon! Also wow people really still read my esc posts from may.. huhu bit embrassing looking back at some of my reactions but I was in the moment ahahah. plus they are justified in my eyes pftt
Maybe I expressed myself too strongly on some things so they came off as very negative.Oops well I got a change to clean that all up now.
I didnt hate maneskin tbh I just dont get the hype.
Only one I truely hated was Moldova lmao cuz the song was geniuely so bad it shouldnt been in finale at all.
Switzerland was bad to me cuz of extreme sensory over load and I dont like french language. Idk I guess I dont have romantic ear but I honestly just dont like the language.
Also I enjoyed almost all songs besides the ones u mentioned!
Personal favorite song and unpopular af opinion is that I enjoyed Australias song technicolor. Also I somehow enjoyed Azerbaijan mata hari, idk it was catchy af!
I felt emotinal connection to Australias song and Azerbaijan was just catchy and kinda funny to me. Idk why it reminded me of Floppa lmaoo
Best stage performance with intresting song to me was Ukraine!Really cool visual and dance. SONG SLAPS WITCH ENERGY
Cool movie like performance and touching entry was by Norway to me.
Finland had some good emo rock song imo. I liked it much more than Italy actully maybe I dont like Italy that much cuz Im bitter that Finland didnt get super high place lol.(Im half finnish so I stand by my finnish emo rock boys)
Lithuania my fellow baltics friend did good performance too this year. I enjoyed their funny performance. If u want some thing funny check Germany and Lithuania. Germany seems kinda like troll entry this year. Lithuanias song was good plus it was funny too kinda.
Speaking of funny DENMARK! they didnt do very good but I loved their song and its catchy af and doesnt take itself too seriously plus if u read the lyrics its a NONSENSE. xd
Hosts this year - absolute ass. My least favorite part about esc this year. Nikkitutorials was there.. yeah but I feel like the hosts didnt make any funny comments and I felt like all the songs came on so so fast cuz there werent really any breaks. My ass had Hard time fully focusing on all songs because of that. I think some people can relate to that. I dont know if I didnt understand the jokes but the host imo didnt have any connection with the audience or viewers. Too many of them anyways to me. I missed Jon Olan Sand too.
Visuals and performances-
very cool and OVERWHELMING. I had at least 3 moments where my head hurted a bit. Could be cuz of the visuals itself being so flashy or just how eyes couldnt catch a break cuz the pauses this year were nonexistant or very very short so for my brain and eyes it was hard to progress. Nothing too Crazy happend on stage tho this time. Giant finger and Greece performance.
Greece performance was pretty cool btw. viusally at least. The song imo was alwful. lol
Voting - AS usual with few suprises. Our estonian host told us in begging of esc that fortune tellers say Italy will win.. and then quess what. So that was kinda boring maybe thats also why I cant seem to like their song. I wish the fortune tellers would be wrong sometime or I wouldnt know but our host Marko Reikop literally always tells us who fortune tellers will think will win so yeah. That always comes AS dissapointment if they are right.
Opinion on Italy : Typical rock stars who happen to bisexual so tumblr and other lgbt communities can pump them up but this time the song happens to be good. Thats what I think please dont take this AS offence but the hype is so overrated like yeah their good and HOT but like we get it.I havent seen this much hype over a winner in a while I dont know why they are so different from every other winner. I just feel like some of this is queerbiting.. idk some thing about lgbt community going so Crazy about bisexual performing is Crazy to me. I just dont get it. IT was good song tho ill give them that but not that much better than other songs in contest.
Over all it was good eurovision imo! I dont rember having this much songs that I liked and saved in my playlist in many years.
I liked the songs and performances I feel like lot of them were high quitaly this year with expection of few countries. The crowd was really seemed to enjoy esc and everyone here on tumblr and on esc reaction communities really seemed in the element! Which made me more hyped and excited to watch esc. IT was very enjoyable event to enjoy with other people from all over the world this year and everyone felt connectef after the pandemic! Thats whats best about it this year imo. Every really seemed to. enjoy themselves and I did too. Eurovision is connecting people and everyone was happy to have it back after last year it didnt happen.!
I dont know anon if u wanted me to do review on all the countries performances too. If yes please do let me know. U can be anonmyous. Illl gladly tell and can even make different post about it.
I know my Italy comment probaly is controversial but I just wanted to get it out.
Thanks for the ask! 💓IT was nice reflecting back on esc!!
#eurovision#eurovision 2021#esc 2021#dool answers#dooltalks#why did I wrote so. much omg#OK SORRY ANON IF THIS IS SO LONG TO READ I GOT BIT TOO EXCITED#I made in nold the most important stuff of over all tho.
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TUESDAY MAY 31ST, 2011 (Tropes)
7:12 AM "Man, that really did a number on you, didn't it?" I don't want to disobey. :c "That is what I wanted, yes. Okay, I don't have much to tell you today except to remind you, marketplace, 8 PM." Hey, yeah, there's a big TVTropes meetup there. Why do you want me to go to that? ..she walked out. Guess I can go back to bed, then.
7:56 AM Donnie’s up. She said she missed me yesterday. ..and she kissed me. .w. FUCK YEAH APOCALYPSE
8:20 AM ZOMBIES IN THE KITCHEN FUCK NO APOCALYPSE
8:38 AM Fucking hate those things. They don’t ever do anything. They just stand there, moving only when I do. I’m beginning to suspect they aren’t really “zombies.”
12:52 PM More zombies got into the house. I got ‘em out.
4:44 PM OH MY GOD MORE ZOMBIES BACK BACK BACK There’s been a lot of zombies lashing out today. It’s almost like they’re choosing today, of all days, to group up. >___>
7:10 PM We’re heading out to the marketplace now, all three of us. It’s a stupid idea to leave the house unguarded, but what the fuck.
7:48 PM People are slowly pouring into the marketplace. It’s oddly devoid of all zombies.
8:06 PM Wow, a lot of people here recognize me ‘cause my TVTropes avatar is a drawing of Rael Fancyhat. ..which is my ALTER-EGO. :DDD (Inter-ego?) In the.. coat n’ hat. And scarf. And.. yeah, I’m easy to spot. I just heard, like, seven “DJays” right then. I’m getting hugged left and right. I love tropers.
8:14 PM OH MY GOD THEY HAVE FREE FOOD
8:21 PM Seems like someone’s gonna have to make a speech soon. This oughta answer a few of our questions.
8:29 PM I see Mister Speech Man Dude. I think that’s one of the moderators. I think. Shit, I’ve heard about him.
8:30 PM Speech time! “Attention. Attention, everyone. I don’t exactly have a microphone, so you’re just gonna have to be quiet, alright? Alright. Now, let’s get some facts straight: This is probably the end of the world. There are zombies in the streets. There are giant faceless torso men crawling around. There are portals to another dimension lying around. The internet has been down since Saturday. There are really dangerous creatures sharing our world. We have no idea what else is going on. There, see? Does that clear things up?” crowd’s laughing a bit “But none of that means we should give our hopes up. We’re all still alive, and we’ve made it through some pretty atrocious wars so as a species I think we’ll do just fine. The important thing to do is to gather whatever information we can find. So if we could all patiently raise our hands and, when called on, tell everyone whatever information you’ve been able to discern about this bizarre state of the world.” someone raises their hand, the mod points at them “I’ve been having bad dreams about the future, and from what I’ve gathered everyone’s been, so they’re probably important.” “Yes, good to note! Bad dreams about the future, real specific, I love it! Who’s next?” a woman over there “I have good friends in the Internet Service Providing industry, and before the internet went down last Saturday some of them were talking about their computers showing a figure made of clockwork. The internet had actually gone down before that day and they’d been able to get it back up, as apparently this clockwork virus thing can’t keep a total hold over the internet for too long, so something tells me the internet will come back. Probably go in waves.” murmuring mod “Wow, that’s some really vital information if your friends were right in what they saw! Way to go to them! Anyone else? C'mon, we’ve got all night!” uh I guess I’ll raise my hand “Yes, you there in the hat!”
Hi! I, uh. I’ve got a lot of things to say, actually; I’ve kinda been running all over the country so I’ve already encountered a fair bit of stuff. May I take some time to.. list.. stuff? “By all means.” First up, hi, I’m Jordan. Jordan Dooling. You guys know me as DJay. I’ve been kinda running all over the country, and I’ve seen plenty of shit. Can I say “shit?” Alright, shitting fuck, all that stuff. There are, uh.. there are these things called “spidercats.” I don’t know if you guys’ve seen them. Hell, they might not even be called that; I just… heh, yeah. Spidercats are exactly what they sound like. They’re cats. With eight legs. And they are bastards, seriously. Sure, they can be docile and cute just like any cat, but I warn you: If they get hostile, kill them swiftly and sharply. Try not to get ambushed. …that was shit advice, now that I think about it. I mean, you can’t exactly prepare for an ambush; it’s not an “ambush” then. I’ll move on. The big, faceless guys? I call ‘em “Big Ones,” and I find it’s a very helpful name for remembering which creature’s which. I haven’t seen any other giant creatures crawling around, and I can’t say I really want to. But yeah. Big Ones. I have no idea how to kill them. I just try to avoid them. Oh! Oh! A little tip: Big Ones love Pot Noodles. Found this out the hard way. You guys might want to write some of this stuff down. A while back, I encountered something some of you might not believe. This was an isolated event; I haven’t ran into the thing since, but still! Best to inform you. It was, um… no easier way to say this, really. A Cockroach Jesus. It was a giant cockroach. With the head of Jesus Christ. He was driving a car, no joke. He’s a little hostile. Chased me through the woods. Uh.. take notes if you see him. Or one. Might be more than one. Oh, important to note that it was specifically the head of the white western depiction and not anything historically accurate! ..moving on. In the aforementioned forest, not sure where but it’s somewhere close to Ashford, Middlesex. …SORRY NOT MIDDLESEX, I forgot it hasn’t been called “Middlesex” since 1962. SURREY. Right? Surrey? Yeah, Ashford, Surrey. Anyway! In the forest is a little town I found filled with green people. Now, uh.. trying not to sound racist here, but the green people were evil. They tried to kill me. I think. I’m.. well, my memory’s a little fuzzy as to what they actually did. I just realized I don’t have a name for them. …well, they had trees on their fingers. So “Treefingers.” Let’s call ‘em that. Kay? Kay. Question, did you have a questi… no, you were stretching. Kay. God, this is gonna take ages.
There seems to be a, um… does anyone know the towns near Ashford, Surrey? You do? Good. Um.. tell me, was “Hell” always there? It wasn’t? Yeah, well, it is now. It’s a weird town, clocks are a little broken, and your old friends show up as tarantulas, but it’s.. I mean, it’s not bad. I wouldn’t hate living there or anything. The only problem is this, uh… “Eldritch Bear.” It’s a giant bear thing that really isn’t a bear at all. It’s Eldritch. An Eldritch Abomination. I’m sure you tropers know what I mean. Just.. if you see a bear, run, okay? You probably didn’t need me to tell you that, actually. There’s also a really creepy man around there, looks a bit like the G-Man from Half-Life. Don’t know shit about him, sorry. He’s good with bears, though. Alright, let me pose a, um… scenario in your minds: Let’s say you’re— close your eyes, close your eyes, relax, you’re on a beach, you’re in the sky, you’re relaxed and in your happy place. Right. Now, you’re on the motorway and a giant truck is chasing you and trying to eat you. That’s the “Carbra.” Watch out for it. f them do have wings. Watch out. No special name; they’re just the flying zombies, really. Real flappy wings. Can’t miss ‘em. Unless you’re looking at the ground. But then, why would you be looking at the ground out in the middle of— oh, maybe there’s a spidercat eating your leg or something. God, that would be, like.. the worst day, ever. …sorry, moving on. London is fairly safe. Fairly. I’m sure some of you were wondering about that. See, the zombies there don’t hurt you. They just stand there, as do the ones around here. I have no name for these. ….but I guess I’ll make one now. Uhhhh… hrm, what’s a good name? They’re zombies… but they just stand there. They’re pretty dull. …how about “dull zombies?” Right, rolls off the tongue, sounds good. Now, up around the northern motorway, I have seen a certain crying man. Now, don’t fall for the same mistake I made, kay? Stay away from the crying man. If he runs from you, don’t follow. “But wait,” you ask. “What if it’s an actual survivor? How do I tell the difference,” you ask? Well. …I have no idea. Just, um.. call his name. Or say “HEY YOU.” If you get no response, he’s either the crying man or he can’t hear you or he’s distracted or he’s.. well, a lot of things. Fuck. Um.. just… be careful, alright?
Right. I’ll cut right to the good part: The slender man is real. Saw him when I was on Blackpool Tower the other day. Same slender man we all know and fear— slendercoat, slender body, no noticeable face. He didn’t attack me, but ohhhh god I’ve never seen him actually attack anyone in a story ohh god what’s gonna happen SORRY SORRY SORRY. Next: THE MOTHERFUCKING RAKE IS REAL. AND THERE ARE AT LEAST THREE OF THEM. Three Rakes. You know The Rake, I’m sure. Pale, hairless, dog-man, sharp claws, disturbing eyes. Yeah, there are at least three of them. Luckily, they are killable. And I have already killed two. But still, y’know? Prepare. My friend in the Americas let me know that the Grim Reaper might be real too. Wears a gas mask, apparently. Be on the lookout. What else. What else. Hoo boy. In London, right? In London, there is, uh.. how to explain him. He’s a man. In a hood. And he’s wearing a mask that’s a lot like a giant beak, covers his face. I thought he looked a lot like Ace, from RubyQuest, so I called him Ace Man. For some reason, I get the feeling he’s a lot more dangerous than when I just saw him standing there, so.. yeah. And here in Blackpool, stay away from the seaside, okay? You might run into a giant tentacle. I call it CTHULHU 2 or something, though I was told it’s nothing like Cthulhu at all, so don’t let my words distract you from reality. It controls the zombies around here. Okay, good I got that out of the way. Now, I think that should be it. Is that it? Yeah, I think that’s it. Thank you, and, uh… have a nice day.
“Thank you for that, DJay. That was pretty informative. But I think I have something you missed: The Harlequin.” The, uh.. the Harlequin? “Yes. Heard of her?” …no, I can’t say I have. <:D “Then I’ll explain. The Harlequin is an increasing threat in our attempts at survival. I’ve heard word of at least seven groups of survivors being defeated by her today. And with the more people she defeats, the stronger she grows, so something needs to be done sooner rather than later. The Harlequin, for all intents and purposes, is a living puppet. A marionette, y'know? Except she isn’t controlled by strings. She uses her strings to control us. Well, her victims. She loves to play tricks, whether just fooling us for fun or playing with her ‘food.’ It’s hard to tell who’s actually under her control, too. Her strings aren’t normally that easy to see. And if she knows enough about you, she can get your corpse to mimic you to a terrifying degree of accuracy.” Have there ever, um.. been reports of people.. following the Harlequin.. without being forced? "What, a genuine follower? No. No, nobody's been that stupid. To willingly go along? To just be some kind of... of pet? What would she have them do, probably murder. I have a word of advice to everyone here: You want to avoid the Harlequin. Kill the Puppets, put them out of their mercy. If there is someone willingly following her, kill them too! This is about survival, and protecting humanity!" ..ah. That answers my question. “Good. I’m glad it does. Now, then. Now that we’ve gotten all the serious business out of the way, let’s try living like humans again. Let’s have ourselves a party!” crowd cheeeeer
8:57 PM Oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my goddddddddddd HELP.
9:32 PM THIS IS FUCKING TORTURE, I FEEL LIKE EVERYONE’S LOOKING AT ME OH MY GODDDDDDD
9:58 PM WHYYYY DID I HAVE TO BE SUCH A FUCKING POPULAR TROPERRRR OH MY GOD STOP LOOKING AT MEEEE
10:31 PM I’m hiding in the bathroom. I just.. I need a moment. Oh my god, why am I freaking out so much, they love me, but I’m a traitor. You heard them, journal; you got it all written down. They'd hate my kind. I’m spineless. I’m a coward, a fool. A bitch. I’m a pet.
10:34 PM ….as I was walking out, I passed by a troper who I assumed was listening to his iPod. I looked again, he had no earphones nor any iPod or anything. Just wires. I’m gonna find Donnie.
10:38 PM I can’t find her. I guess I’ll.. keep looking.
10:44 PM Everyone’s looking at me. Why is everyone looking at me.
10:45 PM Someone’s stepping up to the stage. It’s the mod. He looks tired. “Attention, everyone. The time has come for the few of you who have been unconverted to step up.” ..the crowd’s pushing some people up to the stage. What the hell. …wait, am I converted already or somTALKING TALKING “We shall start with the first.” It’s a woman. ..obviously. I’ll shut up. ..wait. What’s he doing with that KNIFE WAIT asdfgh ….o_e There’s someone floating above him. Above the mod. I gotta get closer. The mod’s arms are raising. His hands are dangling as his elbows are up. The figure above him is doing the same. The figure’s moved their right hand to their throat. And.. I don’t need to tell you this but that’s his knife hand ohgod I can almost tell who the figurrjiweds Hello, Mistress. Mistress is pleased to see me here. I.. but.. fuck. Mistress says she’ll do that later; I may have been a good boy but she has other matters to attend to. That’s not what I… Mistress is making the mod talk more. She’s making him give a speech to the few remaining survivors, telling them how they shouldn’t have come, how the Mistress is so pleased they did come anyway. How their blind obedience will come in very handy. The crowd of puppets is closing in on the NONONO I’ve gotta do somethYES MISTRESS, oh god sorry sorry…I’m sorry, you guys. .__. I just.. I can’t. She can crush me like an ant. I couldn’t possibly… Oh god. Can I at least look awayYESMISTRESS ohgod I don’t wanna looooook blood blood look at that that’s death more and more tropers taken to the public spectacle I oh god please no that’s Donnie please. .___. Mistress sees I am passionate for this pathetic girl. Mistress decides she’ll show a little mercy, at least because it’s for her pet. But Mistress reminds me that her mercy comes at a price, a price that Mistress can and will claim when she so pleases. Yes, ma’am. >___< Mistress is ordering me to take Donnie and go to bed now. Mistress will see me in the morning. …her giggles. Not so comforting.
11:00 PM Donnie and I walked home slowly. Donnie stopped by a bin to vomit at one point. We didn’t speak to each other. She knows I’m a pet now.
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