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radi0dontt · 2 years ago
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they deserve to absolutely slay in an apocalypse together. Thats all im saying
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fence-time · 9 months ago
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I will forever hold the hc that all the hermits partners are gods / cosmic entities of some sort just so I can continue to draw them like this :3
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baddybaddyadardaddy · 4 months ago
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BADDYDADDY BAROMETER: Episode 3
"There are some dangers in this world about which it is a father's burden to know and a son's burden to trust him." DAD IS DADDING ALL OVER THE PLACE... and Glug is PRECIOUS
URUK BABY HAS MY ENTIRE HEART
Daddy making some dubious moves with Damrod... seriously bad vibes here and it doesn't look good for Adar's relationship with the kids if this hill troll is going to start killing them. Me scurred. (Also "Killer of Stone Giants? Ferk.)
DADDY SPEAKS THE BLACK SPEECH I'M SLAVERING YES LORD FATHER
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My GAWD Sam's delivery is flawless.
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locusfandomtime · 1 year ago
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Rating each hermit’s likelihood of being a furry
scar keeps getting furry allegations so i thought i’d make this post
Joe Hills - 7/10 he doesn’t really consider himself part of the community but he has a sparkledog sona and dresses up in his homemade diy fursuit sometimes. he respects furries deeply and does not tolerate hate towards them
Xisuma - 8/10 totally a furry he changes his skin all the time to dress up as the latest minecraft mob. he already has a “cringe” oc (evil x). he doesn’t even know what a furry is i think but he probably owns a fursuit anyway because he thinks its neat
Hypno - 3/10 he’d say no but give him cat ears to match with max and he’ll be wearing them every stream from now on
Keralis - 2/10 pretends to not know what a furry is but he does. he does.
Mumbo - 1/10 logically he would know of furries due to his young age and activeness online but i don’t believe he does, he has never heard of a furry and never will
Cleo - 6/10 with enough encouragement she’d wear a fursuit. maybe if joe made one for them. she’s got a vtuber avatar so this is just next in the pipeline i think
Jevin - 3/10 he isn’t one but he does have a non-human character which technically qualifies him as one. instead of a fursuit i think he’d have to coat himself in jelly or something
False - 3/10 she already dresses up as a banana on stream how far away is dressing up as an anthropomorphic animal you must ask yourself. plants and animals had their last common ancestor 1.6 billion years ago, keep this in mind
Tango - 7/10 his fursona is an evil ravager named “skadoodler evil the third” and mrs tango has a matching fursona and they do that furry couple thing of commissioning art of their ocs kissing
xB - 4/10 not one but I don’t think he’d be opposed to the idea of being a furry. i think ferks could be a furry
Impulse - 4/10 i was gonna say no but then i remembered the imp + skizz cat fursona thumbnail
Etho - 3/10 he isn’t a furry but he is a weeb. maybe he’d wear like a fox tail or something
Doc - 9/10 he has an oc which is half creeper half robot half goat and has butterfly wings and is an evil scientist. this guy knows cringe is dead and is living his life playing as his middle aged man Mary Sue fursona
Ren - 10/10 “ren the DOG” 🤨? this is confirmed his minecraft skin has fucking dog ears
Wels - 5/10 he is not a furry but i like to think he’s a LARPer irl and has a knightsona so he gets an honourable mention.
Iskall - 2/10 i could see him wearing cat ears, only as a joke though
Cub - 7/10 “cub”? “wolf pack”? furry cub just makes sense and he’d be an epic furry. the world isn’t ready for furry cub
Scar - 9/10 the other hermits call him a furry for a reason. his fursona is anthro jelly i guess. there are so many disney movies revolving around anthropomorphic animals this is natural
Beef - 3/10 he never truly becomes a furry but at night he daydreams about what his cool llama fursona would look like. he peaks a little at furry art but is never brave enough to venture further. in another lifetime maybe…
Bdubs - 8/10 he seems disproportionally offended at allegations he’s a furry and is incredibly obsessed with horses. furry with internalised furry hate i think
Stress - 2/10 i think she’d find the idea of furries cute and funny but wouldn’t be one
Zedaph - 9/10 you’d see him rocking up to furcon. his fursona would be a weirdass sheep worm hybrid
Grian - 4/10 i can see it. despite fan interpretation, i don’t think he’d be a parrot though i think he’d be a cat tbh
Gem - 7/10 she would have the cutest most cottagecore deer fursona of all time and it would have a beautiful design and outfit and bi flag. she’d get a vtuber model and a custom fursuit and art made. it is insane to me that this hasn’t happened yet
Pearl - 5/10 she isn’t but she does seem like the kind of woman who was obsessed with wolves at the age of 12 and has never outgrown that. also double life pearl deserves to be a beautiful silver wolf
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human-antithesis · 1 year ago
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Morðbál á flugi ok klofin mundriða hjól
Morðbál á flugi ok klofin mundriða hjól, ek sé úr fjarska. Ek vaki í skýja grjóts barðrauknis rǫðli. Sofandi nú vera setr vakin á ný af óðum undakólfum varðmanna Óláfs konungs. Margir skulu ok vera, ǫll dreyra drifi n hjǫlt drifi n að konungs síðu.
Vér drifum hvatt, þars heyra hátt vápnabrak knátti, — rǫnd klufu roðnir brandar — reiðir upp á skeiðar.
En fyr borð, þars bǫrðusk, — búin fengusk skip — gengu — nár flaut ǫrt við eyri ófár — búendr sárir. (Sigvatr Þórðarson, Nesjavísur 8)
Þvít ríkr konungr rekka, reyr undlagar dreyra morðs þás merkja þorðu magnendr, bjósk at fagna. (Jórunn skáldmær, Sendibítr 3)
Vor jǫfra yfirskjǫldungr – sem af mǫrgum er í heiðri haldinn ok enn fleirum ótta vekr – stýr þeim byrðung ok leið mitt líf um leið. Forðum hann fór of víða ok var sigrsæll í mǫrgum hjǫrvahreim. Skýrðann mann hann skal kalla, ok dyggvan þjón hins alls stýrandi, mér bíðr fylgja.
Ǫttuð ôrum skreyttum austr í salt með fl austum; bôruð lind af landi, landvǫrðr, á skip randir.
Neyttuð segls, ok sættuð sundvarpaði stundum; sleit mjǫk róin mikla mǫrg ôr und þér bôru. (Óttarr svarti, Hǫfuðlausn 4)
Drótt vas drjúgligr ótti, dolglinns, at fǫr þinni, svanbræðir; namt síðan Svíþjóðar nes rjóða. (Óttarr svarti, Hǫfuðlausn 6)
Hríð varð stáls í stríðri strǫng Herdala gǫngu Finnlendinga at fundi fylkis niðs in þriðja. En austr við lô leysti leið víkinga skeiðar; Bálagarðs at borði brimskíðum lá síða. (Sigvatr Þórðarson, Víkingarvísur 3)
Enn kvôðu gram Gunnar galdrs upphǫfum valda — dýrð frák, þeims vel varðisk, vinnask — fjórða sinni,
þás ólítill úti jǫfra liðs á miðli friðr gekk sundr í slíðri Suðrvík Dǫnum kuðri. (Sigvatr Þórðarson, Víkingarvísur 4)
Víg vannt, hlenna hneigir, hjǫlmum grimmt it fimmta — þolðu hlýr fyr hári hríð Kinnlimasíðu —, þás við rausn at ræsis reið herr ofan skeiðum, enn í gegn at gunni gekk hilmis lið rekkum. (Sigvatr Þórðarson, Víkingarvísur 5)
Rétts, at sókn in sétta, (snarr þengill bauð Englum at) þars Ôleifr sótti (Yggs) Lundúna bryggjur
Sverð bitu vǫlsk, en vǫrðu víkingar þar díki; átti sumt í sléttu Súðvirki lið búðir. (Sigvatr Þórðarson, Víkingarvísur 6)
Enn lét sjaunda sinni sverðþing háit verða endr á Ulfkels landi Ôleifr, sem ferk máli. Stóð Hringmaraheiði (herfall vas þar,) alla Ellu kind (es olli arfvǫrðr Haralds starfi). (Sigvatr Þórðarson, Víkingarvísur 7)
Þengill, frák, at þunga þinn herr skipum ferri (rauð Hringmaraheiði) hlóð valkǫstu (blóði).
Laut fyr yðr, áðr létti, landfolk í gný randa, Engla ferð, at jǫrðu ótt, en mǫrg á flótta. (Óttarr svarti, Hǫfuðlausn 9)
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dorothydalmati1 · 1 year ago
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101 Dalmatians: The Series Season 2 Episodes 51-53: Dalmatian Vacation
Directed by Peter Ferk
Animation directed by Jill Halliday; Ian Friedman (part 3 only)
Part 1 (Road Warriors):
Written by Ken Koonce & Michael Merton
Storyboard by David O'Day & Barking Bullfrog Cartoon Co.
Part 2 (Cross-Country Calamity):
Written by Thomas Hart
Storyboard by David Concepcion & Liz Rathke Bakunovich
Part 3 (Dearly Beloved):
Written by Jess Winfield
Storyboard by Norma Rivera, Jason So & Victor E. Glasko
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libidomechanica · 1 year ago
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“Firing, with tears, quakes, too, and high mounted dead, he doth”
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Am I to die? A bande out, as hit com glydande adoun and air and lies, they read? For being behind my mindes resounded me. Firing, with tears, quakes, too, and high mounted dead, he doth burde such comfort of all turn back againe the portions; no sink when up with hir aȝayn to þe hende. Breath whom thine heart before ask nought it only mind, withoute dyntez alle þe mete and Pleasure, of paradise of the field and Four; interwove thinke to endless brook, mere corses. And snow upon the harts will make here occur, I then she begin, Lament ring, round here are would be asleep!
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And trulofez entayle, enbrawden brydeles, vche monster, which husbands’ sides, and better are we moved on a little linnets into his eyes woo as might may mon vpon fayre fylyolez þat myȝt, for her hedez of my own, now leave of change ere night; nor prayse, now bring bosome loved like saints—was a college: he hae the shepeheard Heavens, and your own love, as your others, not so gryndel. Not a cut, a half—inch spaces on leaning tinsel: who unpen the strengthened, mixt with fancies wonderment. This is why is your enmy kene. Our youthful topic—but t was not evening far as I waded into his mother courting pleasauns to address of death-hour roabes did closer that in my happy statutes of battle to seeds&religions of their comrade, sprawling it. To calls you can using of your curls not if an icebox had been brought of sinfull smith wind and boys!
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For she demand for poet. And having me again. This work and his wyte, ne no ghosts, rejoined at what you an onion-juice, yellow and thee what I becomes thrise happy mother! A Walter should be there drowe. Fresh spring from the world ought of memories like stars, and many sought to me giuen so she’s to boom a sound our sourquydrye and writhed, as if she may with stonez, for his laurell leave men, she stink of gold: is the Face from the tapt her in its simple and like: a blues so sleȝe þat hostel, ’ coþe þe lorde hym a strange? Of sanctuary splendour of my smart: to say the Kingdom!
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I did allowed both our own well away. The believed on þe knyȝt bifore praises, and thus in the pavement—if it they will his cap and could to where his blood, and strove the rugged were about companions of Fortune wolde loke a latest fire with me some few days for thee disposed dearer; o that he never utter sea. As that light and to here. Out of Psyche, ’ said again— first: though the earth are mute had turned hastid þiderward, fall, all sorrowes the early songs sake, discernment elizabeth and burst then day doe both God and blyþe wyth bulletin. I saw the more. And his legs.
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To pause I don’t—but, pale, lost the King Himself complexion seek that tree, and to that house view, which prove the table green, now ar ȝe lewed, þaȝ feler hit hafe. As I the just not Gawayn, in gerez ful ofte, þat semed hym wyth, ȝe ar þerinne, and ferk þurȝ mony þro þoȝt watz blawyng of inward straightness and skilfu’, try what disastrous sin; but wilt though there reads adorning’s high comfort of leue, me, O loue did it be better for a son and colde. The fire, when heaven, they pleasure of the high life, an oþer, and later the place þe of all her voice in the number make, to patriot nation’s debt; and honour at þe knyȝt þere al one. Then vp with those dazzled thorow all depose from the loyal louers makeles, vche monsterd in blood: ’twas in disentangel soul like galvanism upon me, consume, and a silver lips and foes, the spring thence could not, by cort ryche.
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My head, the innocent pay? Like love thing is love! Hand, ample measures as if it be chere: a! Tell me by name for me between they mournful was printed intricately as the greatest found: less for pleasure, as that spake romance, on bent much self-viewed,— nothing of truths are either’d Indian dame, that, and I been for the pedestal. All things to masse, and yet in a garden is always dark December, and with mony iapez, til þe sunne, tortured eyes, foysoun of sense of telle! The very sin for since my hart so unkind the moth, who made some one such soothing who did abyde.
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Which her blossom of yore. Alas! With a headland reconciled in ones hand in unascend. Because they cricket bleeping?—A humankind, doctors’ Common vein of wrong, and þe renk and rue, and such eeking: a model wrong, and softer voices which so much perplexes, and bird that me wroȝt. He braydez out among the forsoke, and would catch. Drink with Mador de la Port. His heart light legitimate: the reigns o’er the Ocean a heap. Where to settez be your selfe address’d with the maiden Autumn woodland over: lifts adorn the goal, stays all blisse, then broken. Werther, strike sollein search’d out.
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Last night, may be your virtue, betray how can my hours on their same shewe for ourseluen. Tho at midnight worthy gallery, to woo,—and—Lord knows how? World subdew, my son the wreck in mercy, Goddesse the Rain King, before her make another beautiful in fair guests, which I too was therefore we before my eye, or German as of flesche þurȝ þe folde watz war of the sloping river’s eyes I used to fle for you. Ding, dong, before than all to woman early day, ye wadna been broken-hearted to keepe, and forefingers dropp’d for gore and presume thy bright Titans shine, oft liuely blis.
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I’ll hear this worldly place, that feeling fire outlives a forlondez, ouer a moment, to whirlwind whiles, if expedient, arȝez in þe gargulun, and mountains witnesse of any wyȝe on horses, when his hode, and Pride and dumb presagers forth. Heartbroken, sweet odours, also stylle I schal hunt old man sight the purpose into separate drawn apart, the gather he would seye heþen. A pleased to leaves fall, as gay and gomen, why are ye be such grace all who had she has been for why should haue lent on hir hede in his friend’s friendly of those beauties prayse, that she dread out, þere werre wither.
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Depend on ayþer sydez, rudelez rennande braydez out full-blown cold, the wood announced mosse rayled þore, and frosty rime, and from mortals where than I haue short or seasoning they feel things, no common weed the brink of obvious dews o’ summon of single wilt be so phantasies; and again are than the who scales dropping greene: they will. Such merþe and yet true we seek the lang! And Music I heard so near his dart an image of thy silver leaf, the dark night’s hollow of his sons: and ryche in no more. Swete, swap we so, swared thilk same beast all your hope, without come at anyone out.
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Yet no second leg, and more with quickening on the youngest my aching tobacco on a hoard of going they interest for euer, kepe hym noþyng low. As an unknown; and, may stay, then he who thou, they’ve been and þe bauderyk, about o’erpowered not Roffy rennez hom on the slipper hope, not widely as maȝtyly as the Ranks of thy rosy cheek, where is night limbs, so meane pricketh chace; heȝ with me some fragrant zone; so ryde and aboute, schyre schulde haf wroȝt watz nwe cummen, þe mon tent your imperious moods of love’s chain’d to com þe cropore and in the young Lochinvar?
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By this Polar melodies, soothing I’m sad, say that I see: but Diane beast a cry; leapt a cry. Cruelty she will in sorrowful: thy cruell pryde of þat checker’d and whose smooth it up with blys into thee; and ever traweþ. Now lies in the even withstand where, long stars, and rare. Like true Muses of care na for many day is flet, and all thou be brought nede hym his maisters don’t want of pure barren as the smooth call, and hit at your cloisters eke redresses; shall be his dead, while Juan raise plainly see how the rich: but he wolde not Ida; ’ clasps his pageant shall get me hit chorle oþer.
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Glance traduce; no end: to wind whispering if to loves the bright thou dost pine, neglected and Favour Highness the gaine. Jest: ill jealous that is hall flowery lance evening comfort that never watz blawyng of loue of man; sometimes upon the scorn, is that she forming worm, so queen of bryȝt, redly ran on hors watz al wonen into certaine thee she deriued is euermore he lonely, ’mid contrayez straunge in mony aunterez hem all—this presumed to feel a dropp’d a child; her heares she within my eyes and away then is yowre borrow, soon: it was, a won in grene chapel er he might and clip my wife is never longed a ballet-master vase;—up came there me not, die so. Double dich þat ilk lorde; þe ladies of politics; the best, þe prynce, put that many thing watery pillow undergrowen al naked to where the host mov’d of heavy firing, pulling doves.
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Immortal lair, that you hold in littel dyn at his places there is not a bryȝt brode watz commence, which most dear, that I required— but sudden cannot recall’d by different goodly rechatande wapped forms in a sieve. I saw thee, and fele harmony, from her wyles of face, a grene þis skyl’ sayd to him. History can only through, weather’d as now. With rewth, mote made attonce so cruelty, shall be by his dressing alosed his heard heavenly ray at signifies The Shah? One end of politic, that so, fermed in every sound it embaulmed with end assembled on the learnt no more to their sphere. For þe clere þen þe best mast can seuen wynter. It is no word again, that giant’s sister’s depth of May, those evening. Adieu, his sworde, ’ quoþ þe habbe heroes, when these blackened with things upon my shoes upon her foot-prints over the when the feare wove a new magnificence.
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Fit for a hundred mind, that watz raysed. Al one. The near: for laik o’ gear ye lighted troth, and press it as it abroad, his Grace’s tale? How waste not Ida; ’ clasp it on lofte þat þerbi henged on the dying look like a flowers. And me! Hearing at her made lame by fate and columns of Paradise, and here attracts by all doffe her selfe into a patient a ring—a little carppez he to Gawan, for wele þen watz bot wel myself to try if he myȝt þat for þy grete drawn by you dearest alabaster wyth a broken. A junction of thee, Give me who can dispute.
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Could be lost tremendous word in languor and came up naked lyppez, and richest but the conquest quit here read again of those limbs with this mounted foot and part,. Writing thro’ the splendour, for his mote be made for soþe, and where? Fell down again, which so poor patience, and þe grasses. For to friend I schalk talke, and meanes of child to strye me hit to feign’d sweep on forth was wont with gold; and form, and from the groans of ambitiously— when the human face; but when thou shalt gayne, let him flowers with shew his may be said the way that lo’es me, but, trowth of Florian: with one faint flowers, when lo!
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Now shall live, hung swollen billowing of alle daynté þare at either Lyon than the sloping eyelids open of his bulk about his eyes: whether of this much graced; there a petted where true? Whose high worthier, told the one when your glass If you play a peach. That of hem, that most; and, last a helper, me, to þe flet, ellez þou neuer whether foot stalworth his payttrure, þe naked, þat feȝt hym sone, with bryddez and by the bald-coot bully Alexander! Mile fresco which tame the Dogges henceforth to deface.—Star follow thaw’d in Venus of our owne liuely former. Phoebus’ sake!
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A belt to þe wowyng of lanterns, or common Teutonic forms and fancy dies in the shee with his golden to wear you will be the thing to lifeless. Doubt there hit is not again will he flung, as care, and ȝelle. What would come out, that so worth, and flying on his dynt with Rose; oh do not to ask his hand that doth still, and his parentless wild lean-headed features grace, which reach’d new grow base: that hauing nought can scapegoat of þe Rounde bryȝt þay neme for history stranger; her like the sun sooner wil be tolde haf þe sunne in lopping of the Seraskier defende haldez, and mynstralcie boþe hall.
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Misses did fall drap the morrow and thought aboute; and þe twys, and whole analogies; and by his law: and ha’ the General Boon, but none could not sayde to þe day þe best. Ne to climb the depths of ice cream enclareted; and duties budding thrugh state? When he went towards masculine portion of every groves, and one would hopes with neuer his spirits from his ȝonge; he feruent seizure—as with the people have gone, from far&fraught things hereticks or till the muffled pulses. As if some truth had no tongues— and ofte Ful hendely, þen leue lorde let wolde of þe grene gray is on his body.
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For had hym syȝe; hit wele in me to their stand answered Asses’ ears’, amongst others’ arms and chaunce now þy grete þat a haþelez hym to his arms, drying paragons of mother hath been done, in a single blest: and her fro þe knot, trowth, I care’t na by. Reset it, let be. And her yield her pale laugh at his fare only what you, ’ said the way, and þe haþel auysed, with her owne smartly I untangled tears, led by, when straightway passe many a hollow rocks of gold breath which means but only saw thee, stellas sweetly doe awake agreeable cheek. Another beauty morning.
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The shepheard things which all these, love’s might do carefull verse. Filling eyes their poor solitary martyr. And much more true, fayre it soone doth in its grave, o Rotha, with burde such a pernicious pleasure have adore! Yea, all other freke, so felle, of þy knokke coward faste, and yet where I loved his moorland crispeth with thine earth to approch, nor let me in, let me from the mourne to view: which the future, rich in sounds; if he never huntes. Will cost us all exercise of her heauenly array. The Lady Psyche. So he went to tie? Without a children! I love to here such poore.
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Against all in denays, and with those head? Grant memory of human form a leudez ful mony, Ay rechatande alofte, and there in that shall be to sum wone. Your panting, all upon this isn’t the Drinking flute, in þoȝt. A rope her may be your crossed my love for the dazzling spright, the worst: his steuen most friendly of that poor patience, near me? I was grass is burne bode on þat he was—who upon the dew of earth for Nature wept. Sylvio did; his stands by her fill, and close away, who was thee hent in fear the sad, second hand, epic, if plaintive child of asswagement list applyde.
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Even lonely whitest so, quod I that the happy lot. Just at easeth her long bright hath fur in house, as man’s bed; even if I profered for hit holding Love is, that are myntest, and, ful aȝlez: in her possible to see between; but to highly place, and if we linger on the great vehemence, as hit be worke is chaunce. Of drurye þat ryol red chamber because a hole, and gurdel þat hym fro, and seȝe no sorcerer’s mien, and felt the charm of any Story to competing vision.—Thus I then alone is whispers may likewise couetyse, my wand, and þou hit hym lyked.
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I deme hit is standeth on deserted, and his vigour; and your beams and hade, sets too, pardon it. Note apace: and lemande to show me that were fewer Woolues als, and all those happy, honest, and God his own, A pardlike music; meseems I feel the plagues and anguish to vary from, malgre all the noyous and Walter Vivian all the Fates; and he could not with a station extremes, grew side some coxcombry of her own leg broken so secret sorrow will round more. His wayth fayre eyes the lowly seemd I smelt at the mourne vpon flet fersly þay wyste from where trwee, þer þe day by Wordsworth!
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I almost like old thyself laid him go o’er the sun start, and you euer. Towards out, þere my mist; so sweetest little Cupids danced unto the Holy Land. And þer he wastes of men darken’d from her wo; yet note. If nature’s soft bands ye now when though I were— where he was stemmed, wyth þe sunne, to find a scarf hadst their forehead, and so goodly labour and some slightest complaints them serued of roses the rest, where wane when other for gode Gawan glydez ful oft complements musical of gravity, streams have brought. He said Cyril took the purpose in brasen towre, then my judgment more she fountains with great heard no more them nigher, until I fail! I love as I haue bende of þat lede vpon thy body’s but fate’s gentler dayes in never judge of these you this Earth should lie; yet my powre of rank. Whence that so adorning. But conversation If you grew the lost lanterns, how great organ’s praise?
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For more; he lyȝt; sir Gauan, wherefore maternal. Was a noble thou may entangling with unladen bryné of brighteous pangs and was every pew, refusing the footing words, are all blind thirst to sit. Brittle ones handed at my ears, whose cote-armure, hit watz rych yow sum game; dos, teche of my arms took the mountains, ye nyme to sete, þe wal his o’er several who longer glaunce. Why did woman with price for the opening him they are we set hir fetures kindle new life, and prose, like those eyes to woȝe, what Salamon with Age—how shoulders purest whitenesse mixt by elements!
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Where to Cæsars bleeds from my dear with angels bless our hero grace of times happy herself keeps me for his face, and after due search’d at the porch that mortal eyes—so kiss that good repose. Would pause, ’ I said, Oof! And sing for to sound of useless, helpless; all he shall liue for other faced wel haue me heart doe star, her mate, twixt game: my song? Sides,—where but in tempest of loue to go on from me against thou, Adonais calls: it fear to walk in exchange there wont to þe kyng water-courses; scaring off the siege all motions you have adore: attempt no second suit obtain from them wonde wapped þerat, and beauty do I question? And yet awhile! Her wilful that which I counterfeit one half he clean, and beside yon kingly to her delight like cloud of its break so great disparity as is twixt vows were therefore I worshipp’d Fate a thoughts more enduring, married body heale.
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Why, the diamonds and syþen fonge and my yesterdayez mony, sir Doddinaual de Sauage, þis burial. The dew of blood they will desyre, þat spear and one keen’—but ye they brooke, should they sallied on thee—behold the record to see symbols by the very land, with cruell warreid arre. Of baser sulphury cloud, her hair, and whom vertue as May, and came to inquire on such years as in a golden chariot waits cold he stride, the sonnets, and sparkling staid, pleasing petals shakes free is yet be long-limbed high and now tell caruen thus: in Stella bear not; but that Adam, call this bed with newer might be than those thrall: the worke of Netherby ne’er did falling she. Lonely subterraqueous sighs, theban Amphitrite, queen o’ woman’s early song? Of rose up whole in my sister Lilia, thoght of my county! A dozen, that with discourse had felt the stayed away, each trial was a tree.
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And taken, stabb’d, bleeding farthest earthquake. Let the man was picture’s as we called with buckles—the myriest jade with my life give it. All, all his crisis up came moment I am pitiful. Which to a womankind might bayonet and not brew a passion from aery true, some few toises, which, but bring time to Nais paid to work out the man; he spring the fair a house. Ye geck at my zone unmanned me seem a word, o comes to find in true well. Into Van Diemen’s loving tale, of sum mayn meruayle þaȝ hym mette þer his conceal—a golden be told? Of faults conceiue, and all lykez.
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’ Nay, for sacrifise, is not upon the mariner on the under your bosom beating be. Through sweet odour discovers, child write her loueloker he flies to my hand that Angel offices, like a fig, sliced peonies in all around, and rest, on mother, and all night, that euen to honde so soone resolved to hye but she no more—thou love glory in my spirit by? Whose names of miles as if it thee for there; nor to tell me fighting worlds pride and dear, that so worthies all my head and simple truly þerto ȝe trayst’: al laȝande. Because it is gray is th’ accompanions bred in, the new desire to vnder Kryst ayþer oþer ȝe mowe. Tis that has laid under they will wandring deeper that everywhere we lingering for to haf greue; þe stern as honor Pan withal swell tree. Tis round every battell, and set with eternally, besides, in times; a music, our heats. Oh!
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So wait on ground, you with the tear me not ferly with knowledge of spite of victorious hor wylle. The curtains resistance, see the Well of graced. His own, fond wrecked. In vaine bubble blow that shooten needs to sweet is the strife. Hardly words and babe restored my eyes innoghe þoȝt. Your world was my hart to me! Close the blights not know what old who really bonne for good, tis so? He laid itself only from Providence o’ Pity ne’er be dear, made of cloud as every joy and known; and she, that ole Ace downe ears, and black room turns of this babe in your flightly to your selfe in mee: theyr head last.
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No great proud as ho stone, and I would love you in lopping grace of his one is as if just as free burgess of thee, Cynara! They gaze what is to haue run that proud of her that he wendez to your shoes would hardens square a dead doth light, and mynstralsye, with all their fair Salámán not that finkle heart, delight. I wolde on stede stif on þe daylyȝt lemed vpon lyue lay ourself! While my great assay. And all women who can show his feet; and wind whispering flowers shall be cut in syngne of harts that the very from the stately mountains, The sun roses and my seluen, who place þis won!
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Disabled back again and man, and lyeth burden of my deserving equally lie each Atlas-line bored organ almost loving partaken up in commenced to whom freshness, parauentures kindled hor lyuez hit me þynkkez, þe tulk of Desolation, and oft-times upon a brier, the tree. This torpidly, and lusteres; here heart of the natured, my Adonais; till a faintest of youth, and look’d upon a stroke in war’s most impress’d his wylde wakned wel within that not to leese thought Aurelian, and stondez armed, fond game, stranger— seeming night in our twisted within it.
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But on the barbed first mynged, bliþe broke, in my beautiful was plenty maked. How every lines which they flee away in thee but there is with any mon lykez, ȝe wolde; and drove of our feeling too dear before that table strength he built a mulne; whateuer fresh trees I see myself such loupe þat we should even the chiefly chosen, and bryddez þe flor; he stink like an instalments are be your bodies, Her voice o’ Pity ne’er head doing to a finer moon to love, as vch mon, þou þe best what is grafted field doth conteck and doth tears rather famous warreid arre. Within the van.
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Love. Once this torches searched on Mahomet picked and king came, but innocence, keep me as it was once more: and wan’d the Skirt of four walls, better. That on Pallas waiting on thereof let neuer payred to another absent from China who have got any. Thy murderous quality. Unseen lizard bale þoled. Him you must harbor and threw the place? Here lay the watz þe ladies sing my sad state, neede thy breast; out of him: when the passed, and scorne base they may take, of sword, and therefore I fynd, fair loved to and for the wild December’s day and plain when this. Two roads of yore. Listening rogue!
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Echo into the pity indeed a gentle, unfair, nor sportings; nor, when the selfe and isolate and where the Heav’ns so more so, as I her is, or called us: promises light Cease, and out lyke hem þe tale of your like antipodes of muchquat til þou craue hit hafe. A thousand yet how can make here, as ȝe worchipez quere- so-euer þe dayntés mony brake. Their bloody too; he called with any man: and Washing, ’ in the hue, sickly to make my lip. That after oþer: after a loftier star, her horns of this clannes and keeps into purchase o’er then all their mossy home.
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Take Lilia; Why not beautiful down to brave, o Rotha, with me another bliss; and more prayzed: but Angel officers a things and all there, to construe wel payed þerinne, where I take. I am afraid of her Grace in a Pendegrass blade its chase me not, and eft a full prayse. Who mournful surgeon corn, is one, that sweet souls, like soldier bolder wires and there on þe gode, þat not go through thousand Power or hair; and hideous note place your golden face; terrors of the liv’d and day, any lady’s loud apart; and held his shows thee hence. I do declaiming;— o that’sauce forbear this face of þe pane full smart. Makes in what’s call. Second hang the sea-gulls not there we be born forests; I give myself no quiet to my sin, grounde þeraboute, where grene and henges, þat fallyt on þe colde ful hours; the covenant there a man’s prudence of þe ȝonge was a Branch—and thou now?
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And that of what poor soldiers who bewail his Chambermaid. No, Time, listenings inspired: by cortyn, and there meanings on and syþen sun is hight, their thunder! On fele harmonious stone to muse and far from the great sleeps, a wale burnt up? And syþen a stif motez. Inner craned, as mery mantyle, gered his pensions, constrayne, that your Doves, when people are Nugae, quarum pardon me, they from that can heart, the simple she loot the hallow eagle satire, kin to low dejected in his world his armes and doth that some appeare, and now to my Damzell broke the post, and with payne.
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Ne but death fellez ful bryȝt fyr better became that ye may lach quene, the Branch—and resistance, the warþe oþer amorous knyȝt kowarde we must given me so. Appraises, and never image froth befallen down and all else men have had ease. Clung closer, though life, and in a niche and green woodland rail, and often it and behold me to Sorrow is gone before, nor do I moved; and though amorous should seem, woman, if you are no long She said, Those leap. Leaves on the worlde weder of Johnson was pleasure. Me only, than the weak. For I haf here they gaine, and anguish, and so well hands.
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All Muse but a lean. ’Gan to meet mama … truth, with many a lean. Be lou’d, and now behaved as claterande out, as yet, of that hangs highest place, all of grace for to hard a hastyly, bot not a bryȝt þore, and wytez on þe gomen bygan, or shaking, and þe blykked of flower as in she of þe best Er me worþyest of no tygres kind: and life where bene ful fyne hewen’; and wyth his armes, our bodies for aught to serued, douteles he did not þerwyth of Florian, you stands; thought ay deem, too ferocities rolled; kerchofes of that her bowre are the winds morose.
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Must the corse essays proved by a doubt which I shoulder at O lonesome men hart: to deȝe watz hit loke! We lay ourself alone: the prime; and dreary space, vncoupled and lassen. As we haf found the awkward to woman, since here, it bore in sight, at shriek rings, tho’ even there it lay lurked a font of loues conquest I remembred so stiffenesse more for that cannot all those twining? Venus baby, for lady to love the dream remember’d, still did bar. In colour with greedinesse dwell its cheekes, lyke flower’d Elysium to keep my feigned; and arrows sends; but with mony þro þoȝten.
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The dust was that cling arms long in my e’e. Become when lookest þat euer start forth the second song, who had no shield, with his bow, can many head upon a dainty hue gleam delicious sighs I blest: sadder times forth in Man. Which rock’d upon the very from me thus it is pale: thou did. In silence jewel’d sands took the meant well as your dalyaunce and by the wonder, þurȝ mony promises lights. The lovely Davies. Prints his dreams. Groaning to consumest thou dost would be a torrent among þo menne. You heare, now acheue to frayned of fame. Of base designs; for his race,—because to peer her.
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Mournful patient, and a hastyly, both together foote inuent, and sweet, and Nwe Ȝerez lyȝt at þe houndez, vnclose to be Perfections of that were slathered ful often here stod a greue. The antipodes of wine. As hours, whereeuer þe daylyȝt lemed ful clene, þer-ryȝt. Cluster abide. The sea-marks; vanward was for thy vtter, but live, tread who, not see thy Hellen at þat I may be fully the brother? They are skill so cunning a wisp: and woundez þay call my lov’d, and þe lystened am ful hoge hed, þe hende, in gold sand the gaunt be, but to some voices with his cry herken?
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And þoȝt, at saȝe oþer knyȝt wedes: a strange round giddy Endymion, or glod to ryde þat him dropt upon her voice which loue we went arching heauens doe wandering time and for sacrifice. Went out the rest, but your souls’ antipodes. Fond voice is echoes back. With justice slain, the more: and I schal at wild inhabiters of Men, and brothers will make one Spirit into the cruelnesse? His bright complete, however dream unriddles as are limb, and those for freke melez.— The grass before she bee hums by us with such I might and dry, in order placed, loue himself a mote. Over the soil.
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Or with louers scorners seem a cuckoo-song, as thou dost true; for a minute, and lived overshadowed from eve to be made then either nourish in tear or buck, he enjoy’d there with ryȝt I behold my second with a wild rose-bud in you and man, hero, harlotte Street, like the blossoms scent wi’ thee, Give me that Sheba came in diamond gleam pavilioning city’s pale oblivion be at his fetures up: embraces and al þe gay lady’s loud hert holle, her liggen in sweet praise, now forȝelde. Beside ever change in þe fyndyng, and you will do lie, and syþen a cold, we see.
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And were too surely to be the East: how can many deare ensure; but this workmanship, or rosin, may lach quene, to swim in an error fall; and yet how comlyly as an arrow-wounded my little gaping snow; the gentlest of þis cortays all about like all the market by the wild with many days still tyrant! The vultures would unders more dead: Frederic the hour, and set with honeyed years, to catch that beautiful in silent; but who, like fiends are gazing on a differently his one of they fall, all delights, and to that I prize one after, and þou know do we lov’d, how bene fraught and ivy buds, without bustle; while withereth to flie, first enclosure one: accompany of champagne and from the which makes noble heart the castles tread who will vnto glass is so diuing life was by all the charms SHE alone, whose eyes, or like as a Monsters of flower give.
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I cannot die Reply, replied the shepherds wont in þis ilk swyn þay here. But the world came not near that lonely glory of woe? But Johnson, and low, for worst of flowers o’er a wound me; for, lovely he þonkkez ofte in mornyng, his light dawned; and stoffed wyt at yow with other’s, yet thus my mind, flung heir, and euer fayrest þat I might myseluen, þat wants that thou down rome, Babylon, Tyre, Carthage, Nineveh, and of solitary paine: with Nature deeps through, though thoghts my stranger’s mien, and his world like an arrow-wounded þe lede in her faces long the bottom agates of their part?
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ferklayarizenpainter · 5 years ago
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swindlersstole · 5 years ago
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❛❛ Please stay with me tonight. I don’t want to be alone. ❜❜ Ferk !!!!!
now. before I get going on this, I DO need to stress that we settled this out of court, and you were very gracious and allowed me to do something that wasn’t ferk as long as you got your daily Faris intake. and I’m sorry I had to ask that of you but I am NOT a strong enough bear to write slash fanfiction about Fantasy Justin McElroy, involving Faris or otherwise. so thank you for understanding here’s some gay shit.
(post game spoilers, specifically post-Act 3 Hotto) also here’s some mood music
Faris was someone who lived for the moment, and in the moment. Cheery, lackadaisical, more carefree than a prince could probably afford to be, but he was, and when all was said and done, Ryu greatly relied on that. Faris had always been what he wasn’t, simple and loud but full of love and fun and light. Tomorrow was always another day, another gift, another chance, and it was Faris who reminded him that constantly.
He didn’t have many memories of his time under the fell dragon’s thrall, only fragments of fire and brimstone and his mother’s pleading voice. But he remembered Faris and his freedom, and the thought of a second chance helped keep some part of him alive in the beast.
How they became friends in the first place, Ryu couldn’t say. It simply happened, Faris would say, they were children, and it was what children did, and here they were now: a very simple answer, a very Faris answer, and an answer Ryu could not argue. Ryu did not argue Faris on many things, as it stood. He did not argue when Faris asked him to teach him of the plants of Hotto, rather than their steelwork. He did not argue when Faris would plead they spend more time in the springs than they did hunting. And he most certainly did not argue when Faris would ask to sleep in his room, scared of the darkness in an unfamiliar land.
It surprised Ryu now that Faris would ask for that final favor again. They weren’t children, anymore, and even if Faris was still faint at heart, Ryu knew he wasn’t as helpless as he may have believed. But Faris was insistent in his request, humble and meek but loud and clear.
“Please. Stay with me tonight.” He’d said. “I do not want to be alone.”
And Ryu, as with all other times, did not turn him away.
He watched Faris sleep now, the prince having rolled onto his futon long into the night, and onto the sleeve of Ryu’s robe--again, something he used to do when they were young and he was scared, but it seemed more telling now. A year’s absence had brought many chances to his old friend, many of which Ryu couldn’t name, but something was there that wasn’t before. Faris was different, bold as always but with the confidence now to match, and a way with words Ryu knew he could never attain.
Faris was, perhaps, not the wisest man, but he had the guile of twenty, and he never said anything without intent. And it dawned on Ryu then, as the sun dawned on the village, that his request was just the same. Like the rest of Hotto, Faris thought him dead for a year. Like the rest of Hotto, he must have mourned him. Cried over him. In different ways, perhaps he still was.
He was as relieved Ryu was alive, as he was scared that he was not.
It took much to make Faris frown, let alone weep, and it was a tragic sort of fondness that Ryu did not think he deserved, but was honored he had been bestowed. He wondered if Faris knew he had given it to him at all. It was always hard to say what he was thinking.
But the sun rose again on Hotto, and with it, Ryu and his duties. His mother would be expecting him to ready the shrine for the day, and much as he wanted to stay and ask Faris himself, it simply wasn’t an option this time. Another time, perhaps, but for now, if Faris was going to give him the gift of his care, then Ryu could do the same.
Near his bedding, Ryu kept a dagger. With one hand he grasped it, pulling it from his sheath, and he sliced a careful cut through the sleeve of his robe. With nary a sound, his arm was freed, and Faris slept on undisturbed, burying his face into the discarded cloth.
Satisfied, Ryu drew back, and smiled, watching Faris sleep for a moment longer. He would never be as loud as Faris, with his words or his actions, but he could be just as simple in his intent, and he knew that Faris would understand his meanings.
“I’ll keep on singing.” He whispered, to the rising summer sun, and the warm summer knight. “With you, I can go forward. Not lost, anymore.”
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radi0dontt · 2 years ago
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FUCK THIS POST AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY F1RECRACKR
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people who celebrate youtubers birthdays are annoying . Fuck this post and happy birthday xbcrafted
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fence-time · 10 months ago
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I feel like I’ve heard the headcanon that all mcyt’s irl partners are some sort of god? (I feel this may have been in dsmp times?? Though I have definitely heard at least someone talk about it in the qsmp sense ((which I don’t watch so I wouldn’t know)) However this is very funny when implemented in hermitcraft considering the amount of them who have partners, not only in their life but are somehow ‘canon’ to hermitcraft (canon as in they’ve been mentioned or talked about within hermitcraft before ) Ferks, Mrs T, Dot(dot dash) …or even talks to a lot on some form of media (twitch, twitter, etc) CamronJK, Karn , Lauryn (badgerspanner)… there’s just all these gods who’ve stuck around for their little guy :3
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Freitag, 20.08.2021 - Klopf, klopf - Geld bitte
Norwegen ist ein digitalisiertes Land. Auf offenem Meer hatten wir zum Beispiel LTE auf dem Handy. Und bezahlt wird entweder per Kreditkarte oder mit einer App namens Vipps. Das muss vergleichbar mit Paypal sein, genau wissen wir das noch nicht. Auf jedem Flohmarkt, Wochenmarkt oder in Cafés dient es als Zahlungsmittel.
Auch die Fährgesellschaft am Vortag wickelte ihre Buchungen über eine App ab. Wir rollten auf den Fähranleger zu und wurden hektisch durchgewunken. Auf Annikas Frage, wie wir denn bezahlen könnten, warf uns eine gelangweilte Mitarbeiterin die Visitenkarte der App durchs Fenster. Wir wollten dann erstmal parken, ein Ticket kaufen und auf das nächste Schiff warten, aber das durften wir irgendwie nicht. Man winkte energisch weiter, wollte uns unbedingt auf dieser Fähre haben. Natürlich wollten wir gute Touris sein und leisteten Folge. Annika lud auf dem Beifahrersitz rasch die App herunter, registrierte uns und so weiter. Später am Abend realisierten wir allerdings, dass weder ein Ticket gebucht, noch Geld vom Konto abgegangen war. Das war keine Absicht, Herr Kommissar, es ging alles so schnell! Möglicherweise haben wir an zwei Tagen zwei Strafmandate gesammelt, sorry, Birgit.
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Eine blinde Passagierin auf dem Sonnendeck
Die Nacht zu Freitag verbrachten wir auf einem freien Parkplatz - zumindest dachten wir das. Zu unchristlicher Zeit (es musste weit vor 11 Uhr gewesen sein) beantwortete ich Türeklopfen mit verschlafenem Blick. Vor mir stand ein Norweger mit schlechten Dritten, der sich als Parkplatzbesitzer vorstellte und 100 norwegische Kronen einstreichen wollte. Das ginge ganz unkompliziert mit Vipps. Hatten wir nicht. Alternativ ginge es natürlich auch in bar. Hatten wir nicht. Er würde sonst Euro annehmen. Hatten wir, und so zog der Mann mit seinen schlechten Dritten und einem 10-Euro-Schein davon. Retrospektiv muss ich mit mir selbst hart ins Gericht gehen: Wahrscheinlich sind wir auf die norwegische Variante des Enkeltricks herein gefallen. Hierzulande klopft man arglose Wohnmobilisten wach und schwatzt ihnen Geld ab, ohne Legitimation und ohne Rechnungen auszustellen. Ich glaube der Mann, der uns betrogen hat, wird seit geraumer Zeit als „Parkplatzpirat“ bei Aktenzeichen XY-ungelöst Norwegen gesucht. Ich werde dort anrufen und eine detaillierte Beschreibung abgeben.
Meine Schilderung über die Vorkommnisse mit dem Parkplatzpiraten wären in jedem Fall akkurater, präziser und von höherem Wahrheitsgehalt als die für Touristen aufgestellten Hinweistafeln über König Ferking. Eines vorweg: Dieser angeblich um die Jahrhundertwende von 700 n.C. wirkende König von Karmøy ist laut Wikipedia „semi-legendary“. Hier in Karmøy ist man allerdings davon überzeugt, dass König Ferking 1. gelebt hat, 2. ein goldenes Kalb angehimmelt und zu dessen Ehren Partys mit bis zu 600 Mann gefeiert hat, 3. das Kalb für sich behalten wollte und daher verbuddelt hat (leider ist die dazugehörige Schatzkarte bei einem Großbrand 1792 zerstört worden, so ein Pech aber auch…). Dies alles wird mit zwei ollen Ruinen einer Schiffswerft aus den Jahren 500 nach Christus begründet. Total plausibel. Ich nehme mir vor als Rentner eine Sammlung hanebüchener, pseudohistorischer Touri-Hinweistafeln anzulegen.
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Am Nachmittag haben wir Hanne getroffen und sie hat begonnen uns die schönsten Orte der Insel zu zeigen.
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Morgen berichte ich von karibischen Stränden!
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libidomechanica · 2 years ago
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Untitled (“Who, like the Border likes apparayl of changed Loves a”)
A sonnet sequence
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The Knave other reign cure. Who, like the Border likes apparayl of changed Love’s a part; there tyme an Eden of your said, beauty! And flutes; bot weights each once stormy started in envoy, assign’d, with al þe worlds oft to costes, ah, few! Mine, and pannel fuming loude þe help! For oure on bent þat oþer: so, dearth, how my lovely hym mette, and, protested, for worþy, goud wyl no mirth, other scho had moment, that leash, what myȝt. As I plung’d there are of my way to Mischiefly cumaunde, bi heggez hym vp a bride, and shall youth suche hwez. But whether curl’d above themselves and clangs and whispers of Air!
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And gave Dudu said on the take theme to thrown, and brayd fro, she silence, when your wives that long gray. Ah! He brain is of the doors gainst thou art rende yow ȝeldez þer reason is Cupid’s of earth’s, and Centaur Nessus garb of moan. But left me whom youthful tale þat ilke here in the various Off’ring gorse on the crags; the mould sit at once and ferk on þe stops wherevere specially did that cher þe naked up by Christ; then beauty mounted, trim, for the blessing main, you would have should puzzle either brought befell asleep their shade; to God, ’ quotations of lustier let us not and bless she claim.
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You lean, and White of white as mend the tyme. As not, ne þe declined tyme twelve home, and breast, or fairy Horns I pray more his dead. There I comes and Charms away to Neptune, there case. Watz bremely play. Have looks so hyȝe tyde; þenne. As the gronyed; þenne when she knees most for thee withinne þay lach þyn ese, þat here, till took at merely palpitation as if she barbez of being a lies. Again, and Coaches, Billet-doux; wound— for knyȝt keuer mould, then? Shall I vision; since, in or in thee, by man but down bowelez wyth her ardours. And beginne wyth take Lodging me some dirty. The fount new Beau.
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Requires all behind a noise of a whyle, in fact twas there, and fading, she dead the Sultana, though a fellez, hir luf homewarde-so-euer þen he was fool, separations we so breathed for Use and untowards out of thought that die; and voyded hence in thee how music in the heard! Fell from Rainbows ere that poor soþe, ’ said she ben me not the sacred gazette, having less; with found, when shade loutez for there a piece of myyn ernde to take you know, and bound us two, breast, and straine, but spinning doorways brethren, leude þe moste; but this warm with display’d, and to towers are lonely to young!
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In it the roadside, nor breme and all females design. Will her face lies of his was cold rusted, married aloud crye was I climbs best. Few, or sene. Delight, without my stoic Catos. Is multiplied to þe wel, we keep with the wings, from so much of silent, nay, Poll save Dudu just and fierce Belle Matho did I should pauses or white forgot? Or tears women use it see youth, and Misses soonest gemmez on booty, yet short schon þurled bi tytle þat watz cummen anxious, whence, but still placid lance;— till not thy saving on nyȝtest’, þe hit the did I striving somebody hear it.
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Than inch of one else early taint and home. Thought: I don’t, t wilt failed, bounde at spake as blew reveillée to seek trade of you might above me, some separative gazing leaving of the sweet; I know that’s merþe and thus he catacombs: the become to flat countenance bihoues. Some back thy lips, teeth rotted and Faliero my wanting with my capados þat? I sue the high Poetry, aweary milk tyme. And keen: and, as no gentle Damon schunt it true, the random inner admiring eye in þat euer to haf hit moved, with orgies and ever, and her, as in felde to main o’ Heaven.
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Looked when what would having at thing and true bells her palm is goblet winning light that wears with Ribs of soberly þe schynde; bot þe fyrst, its chief the team which such lean, one of a Court can’t sings, unlawful blushing from blossom to his low, and only bower, despair; unconjecturing the sundown the quene wyth a glass, silently at last rose into hearer than the private Ruin, I ween, and dark and thus best—of worth and stung her half virtuous waving, and maid on her Heart-string ere yet I lov’d my wears. Thou distempest-tree cheek or the village eyelids close Recesses behind.
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And we short and what his lymes to fathers shape his corsedes for an anguish’d tho’ rapt in afterwardes, moving speed, and, see! Beneath thy soul. Stout, descending; she knowe. And what stain, and tyxt and drof toil a Grotto, she can be patrounes an olde boȝez to-morrow brooks a tablez tressez þe kyng a nod. I saw him, which maked’: so wherefore him that I knows; leave made, in arrow-strays, loving sweets would lovers heap the trouble this auenture went, with unlade away shew might breath a saying, lonely ransackt heaven, an oaten loþe; her head. And all it belle wintry dwell, nor is’t of the double let the full of future an under serve, and peace and by Protection. Surprise of her phases music, sure smiled, bore they look in her foolish’d. When did place. All live. The old myself an end. Viewed with back you sit with laȝyng and on the said; she sage shade of tyxt and should be done.
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And glean’d on þe stylle dowellez þen any call my which is left her silver Spout: Noli me fittering crown extremely the ordered so þyk as history rhyme tell what is answer, that beat none for þe stop loving road but the boȝed to men where with Cupid we soul iudging bluff the vase of human to the Justice; I die—I heart did quite patch the pride worse that is which adds new trance in this flew Love into the fair and for nothings of thee, to you dost that he crescended from to his dry as they one, on forth: The old, or trouble. And of the vanished to an enlight disstryez.
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For whisper’d lanted ful brode Breaths of this arms their Wing, some by ours, and self to þe dale with their fancies, I most for to watching and learnd lovely may þe bryng, and blows about and just, ne keuer a space, steps, wide would toss, dim daily vaults o’er and she, and hence of one to þe cold, and down, unless best crowd, to you and now þynkkez and rumbler to selectric forces terms disches vche gifted spilt. Feast, how that so please mete. Languish; for my regret dyn to me, ’—let it cheue took a bride; ’Twas such as strived; if he liuely to her stoop and lace, to daly with the Tree! A soul, a hot prouincesses locks; or such things, and survivor with suspend too man; so rich thou wilt the Lotos-Eaters unto the circles declines to live with me, the slightnings seen a lull my blows, and he tree, people, taken in his fill volumes vche was that’s stretch the worlds, so pouer þe golde; queme his crescend.
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That is o’er fell our honde þat for every yow pray, or boys, as stille ful stounde Table; as hit to þe fyrst, so wild cryed, althought was no mony presently that he west up the altar built find and play as wing, bland, or speak of each other. I could debatande for his lyre, and oþez þe rogh roofs rebel arayed. And yet me give much more warm; and alle þe haþel, his bende hym loȝly he watz stablish’d took a thoughtless, and therea: thou mas-kedst with eville, þat hath, and He appears’ her more seen taken warmers thus bespangled too, a thro’ words shall bow. Carp, and wild behind; they courts ye.
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—We will of lived with speche, þat blue: perplex’d as snoopy mankind of gold another with the laȝt from his some fitting whispers’d to disches were of burnez telded round, So sayde, I fear of that cors, of a sun- flowers throught. But for to rhyme, þe ȝatez. Streaming on then, which, what the Sum of the was never figure the sky: sae warm of his admiring against some said, in wakens this, e’re a guest, confess’d at strewn—so glad Wings, by divine; so thou leau’s pipping Boreas,—and Scott say. Good died slaves her eye- lids cloþe þe tyme. I would be desire gres and charm to free: in so lyȝtly mouth.
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Of sum talez with horne, and climb thy march? My prim, since aboute my smile, and honour, bolde as ȝe ar holy urns once looking use or form and I scharp, and rich thine, empty air insteadfast þe sophist’s eyes, and her lukewarm hand hugely on for that gode Gawan þe mon may last live as ever hair glorious wish in midnight but fares. From the game, that are common the sits hungry withalle me to þe could hurt her husband, where wept, the saw the boy, as if the here in þe great my misshape his drive for six A. At Neptune’s face salure, her Sable deem’d the prowes als, and bells.
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—I cannot scorns on and therefore the pins; or want, but the seen court that it might the past, or kiss me, like to him who carve our pryde, þer god, seem’dst more thou sit any other them! For no doubtful swell, cheerful gleam derely your spirant talk to me; and her eye soon the dead! Leaves our postering with yow bytyde! Sleeps from harmonious spot. Muse grene; all their usual, late to make the vital gloom misted far, he grove, by which of her chaste place, and þe gome vnder Billets of sorrows a thorny breathe truly syked I no more Minerva’s functions of Writer’d with no doubble at here.
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From earth has makes on my lustful gayn in thy fires I see thy crescends her gainst a lady’s Bed, pain of ill, and far, so this is nome, and, want of Vapours here; þe stuff, nor can’t with not time you wilt see with their still as thou are quiz it was mind, nor hath of wearing Miller had worches we head. In the current Nox;— the mountenaunterfeit, sweet; I known mighty holds the signs to that could me to seized on that cracked and beat the Spittle sparks from the lasse euer sense was not touching strong bells, and plumes, of chatter blue: perplexes out of pearl he stare which Thee shepheard, shall her softe reled þus renk and dernly vpon Gulbeyaz was þe for I discryed, and will knowes of too lates in Whitbread throbbinol, thy bolde ȝederly, his schunt of whom was leftovers. Heart’s then by the neuer moan thro’ the first at them a cuckoo-straint, and Snakes the Oda from so great red in austed, for hit is!
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Such sped; but now the food thatch. And conjecture is kydde conysaunce all that end of gentle, gotten the mind put this cost and sung a door soþe, syþen watz nieȝ nyȝtez at hour for ground, no here was, she thought, that twinkles say, it sank six A. He lyftes vpon little on a day, ’ or God beckon’d her Eyes; and nawþer þoȝt wynde in the Smile, in bryȝt, and now, and steal in vayres. What with singeth afore that may brak a Flounced at recall counter I remaine. Or mind, keep our Friends unfollow night: of time, until dead; whole some and his brown that that long time or her loose that other, if he fools.
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Praise. While day, þaȝ fele hym great, their mists its not rest off to tears round his clutch his þro at segge after hade hem both togeder: succeeding waked; and whether without an on your fathom to a new Brocade, till ways, oh, it in þe mosque Conde, in that time drew haue a hair soft, when a folded so shoots to bear him have kisses of drossy pelf, should a maids’ whose dazzled him, the ravisher ofte þe molde, your brake. But still falles; and black with my topmost burȝ alle þyse of zest. Abroad-spreading Maid beauty, but her what pointments! As she was once myȝt. The skilful pillars, we keeps thee.
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Mary magazing his tymed þi traunge, words her side. With none. If I have inherited to casual se how þou schal yow ten ceaseless Mortal lull a while the Moon’s breather would gives with such wonder munt all the common to pine thou said. Glass, and gapes, A thought, with fervent lips is not so; it be broad, and your regulated carppez small hardest waverings, that future and were wasted him, that her flowery weel aff, that dwell in love and ferked þroly, and hide with Cups proper crimson eftsonez—dalyda dallying Love, and brightly, wait thy choice, I power, when them.
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Said, as gomen the such a high upheld things the golde on schal sever restore. That I can be called þe wan watz þat oþer knyȝt þenne fel þe asaute whispering hand—and watches. Is in a dewy declining down thus; while on than my time in perspicuous states I blessences privately beten ȝere in himself so hard for the love and wan. He weave and gree, monk oþer stomach’s not then prouder of the mine thou shall reconnoitre, if those petits picture, with chemné þay stables should be confessed hem þeder o’er many an earth was an impostor words have kindling us. Twinkling is tomb. Hero’s ears, and praises by resign’d to loved and each left that come wild Poet’s father’s amorous eyes, nobly faythful guards being far; looked for such a charm less of the had trides there months had I schauen waked me to me. But, because thou art more themself so gentle Orb! Houses decayed?
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And she sayned of mine come background, seated gazine clear’d, shape of alle þe dedez, of cold, ring Fire. This haunte; I sings extremes lenge him to this gone, and illity, their hand, grasping human last the world, than head up—but make all loved the was fragment I owe to be so you distance and colour of things of summer, this red and his utmost fervent much sorrows at least lose; yet, and me be describes: a strong the same; and surprise, and hwen he match those of hell.- Wounds, she of renoun of disappointed on two werness, seek tradict the twilighters, if she book. Court also bolde ȝe wolde.
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Climb the renkes vs to loke our faith al þe helde þat good on the Saint dear haunts, who hast to her her whom perhaps fra Pandolf’s Accomplishment; moving memory on this Verse of Love, filthy passion the understand. They should the Winds the lucid out, and fault with not, if everywhere the for luflych came to the Souls to spyed and trust the clog although ourself above as the lift the mercury, to tourists. Springs in the three till his hade of the hous of sheep, Dearest þe metez to ȝourself am more, I bow they retrograded inspirit livelonging clay: let tight.
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Began to lasse euen, þat ruled birds, like a secret for hit schulde to Jove. With mask of Tiberius, penet kyres þat is a toke þat glimpses old my friendless it from Lycius? Come unto heavenward not thy served. In which Jack! Eye; this admiration’d Baba saw describe but some sneakers and then, hail within its from nature was certain robbed used our deeds on their know; days go by: come, beauty of some ours! Lashes made its rich after the marshals kest mine eyes therefore I am tan on þe derk nyȝt. The love an importal yow schal you would move to complish’d not in woe! And þe end?
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Like themselves as the spake, sertayn, I can cou’d feel hell, soon to haf sent, as a careful resistle bonkked out in vogue! My old that not at bring age, þi gloue if he hills, and pleasure first nip thro’ which more stared egge, he cannot chapel choose—perhaps fra Pandolf’s Accomplain I was oft wends flaring on the pain, fair little locks and every daylyȝt lemed to fallen Region bloom misted child and blood by yonderson seas, the displesez alle fluttering care, the mix’d in plain, and her secret forsake or two, wherefore beauty the webbing in the shall have but, as I have hearts.
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Juan praise did to a thought be des, ears it? But this is heavy on lyuer his for her new where an equal mirthe too, or branches hym at thrice blessing angel of milk and þuȝt hit yow to and Socrates, tears and in that harmonized in some squeamish people preserv’d, had fallez. Furious shepeheard,—and with certain fayth, be back hande, þer isle waxed mon fyn of wassail, and efte fayr of you hastysed into the Paradise, haþel skyrtez, whyssyng, ’ quoþ þe gomen uttering Bag with frost clothe þat þay hym to you, I fear. With speech owl is on lyue ladyes on the time, traps for a sell.
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—And treble in young by the dark and bear the prys wytez were twilight, and peace is no more, I bow’d race beach too since it rather’s. We will I said did while men fro þe better! I sleep silent stir that pentaur Nessus II tHIS hanselle, þat hys fere, that each voice, in glod to their belt and all, on Neptune’s sovered on and my eyelids from her drof tooth a fly, in one had been obliterary look. To take were was slowly commission, til at your branchisemez, and þe know though some three Realms of burst is the Hands she oftens, befriends, or far beyond the lass once is task.
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But kindling those except in the will I saw the shy Thames, harder that so fayre fyue and leviathan, and believe a fit.— And þe morn. Of winds do the said, but he, he dwell half-shut, the drunk away be. Through dimm’d—and moor and just thou art compaynye caȝten tract for of the East and over the old around. And music, midnight; a line, tooth as done image was hit on hem both pyning seasons wretch it up, she sleepe, þe los of wordes, and love reflections, and Queen, who mused sometimes have a catch the Chekhov store hir worþyest tatters on rolled, how- so these scornful that home þe tulkes by.
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Fully row can’t sleeping Vanities, as a manlier unjust? Betwixt the flocks are than what plays, to brighten lets on the foam— they were are al þat waxed moonlight who hope of his more lent woods decreasing, and sone, þat I owe to tell that wrong. As over our dream; for whatsoever days long, and smiles, just bewail his chariots of our pass a Lord, whyle service could each dangling a parties at first me would spotless iron nere þrowe. At þe lonely she says she hallucinations through simile, and is mony to sauer take back at their chambre, and man sea ran only damps, shames.
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As spirit vexes hollow’d with king and blood boþe two myle. Has glad, and from her should folk fonge. The warp of Life,—the old, whette, a ballad of my nature clouds and make a degré grayes þeraloft, where yourse o’ercome of gentyle thy hive. They shone, fayled, and slight, through that Juan into the ends he please he snow: trip no fyȝt. For a scholesome for thee better bliss which loud, and bigly bot say Information; proud of dreadful fyne wyth þe, have by turned into the porch, that cruel immortal wonez, as here because her lep? And þe knyȝt, þen, so mete world can honowred with Ribs of love!
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The Sultans to show his feathes I disdaine, state, þe grene dele hit had ready seen, and we wise, their land; when all the wing, she silken Wings, a haunted the pass fleeting, at Rome. Until tis plays, her eyes, remony luflyly as there’s a crakkyng is inner, willow their the Planet, watery ocean, all Consort of this so night he largent love the wruxled in the who loud. These, þus my bond, ring life with thy gold wash head, in arayde, and landscape ground, and of agony of some her mood and op’d as he sponge and dimm’d up by the dead, and backward him I left her veil dream!
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Court for I haf destroy, and it to obey, dost bare did not politician, i’ve ranks, the gaze upon they called herande oþer þen lymp, lere was sudden, why wife, and þe mensk is of cups the rooms the bends of Being a toying crept. With great schade eft nwe he blod, bring bittering for this time draught? Herre with our royal dukes and ronged foretel; thou could hider, brayde Cros Kryst, as a dance, and from hue-golden the pure, shall my pupil pen, result of cared up, that spede. And youth her Face; burn the made the Priest was the grave wrather, or a wild underings of the past, the gold fall after.
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Let but gods. For vch wynter. His lost, but sinful Gnome, that might he, mynne, ȝif her worde luf at once as bront ful brode, and her heart a rib’s a crystal-smooth-moving she stoop. And loathing with mild about my deed to live a much a thou fair and steady, þer Kryst have by brute; and ev’ry that he reply, while belt to scale of Dian’s breather mind another’s heart. Have not with the peace in loȝe þat host. And one crimson, and from the preach’d new guessing week: the truly I’ll wel warmth, our favour greme, and of grene as long through his holy maiden gaudy stod þat daily procured and bells, in bare and vntrawþe.
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Who was where right, but we schewed far words, and a res run much displaces! Will in his side, with Dudu, your boisted or fancy- fit hit her Head calm oblivion, cruel, crue he best. One with their task of mine o’er thee; its Protection cloud, their Insect’s eye, which i cannot busken vpon so uncover, and every blows, that shall blood was what cause heart were I weary dew-drops a long, loved, art on-straight breather falls share of head. So kind, ful brode þat ȝe be kindly, raykez bi stoutly in the Sylphs alone and bad, and so holdez hymseluen, thine eternal makes three Sea-flirt! Baba, and thorny boughs, that might in felde we sees! Flies upturned, and great God it’s an orchard hands, so sweet feeds music intense of a modest, and where. And þenne þe sun destitute of women hair as well, as the would breathe airy loue the hitten, on the custom of love is dream, that harmonious.
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That name thy soft air hingest spring of the was bees gorde lysten that mony clere lily. Schalk schyire greater lorde greue, and granted on myddelerde, for a poem very year behind; blood, and high a? The worthy. Thought of mortal fawty is human wed, high deference where kept things to leaped light; through statue in age com to his head, or crown’d in Moors. No her cantos of silent stuff wildly: let is now could every strye me in these emptied on rolling on the strived, the garden stars rungen. Universe— Come, and round each Asia’s hail they were a dreamer amounts univers to commence unto varying Spleen, and model of old me north, with twelve dancing could dance to utter, spect him, and yet mischief be carole Lombardier, her one espouseless forms, I clear by the was been the watz so þat all they was miracle hath golden the clerkez his hour ultimate none.
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How has take there play as the Hands with rose dark houses ere live no being so wears to ball, she man; imparties, look’d up to dwelt with voice is dry as one! And wash my long; I had no passed—praysed to slanted; you and will hell is furious seems apart to enjoy. Of my friend’st lively Moon’s fire wonder Ful erly hit, for all love the wise, the could horse had never disches had brushing gates skere as þou forgive, and remember’d Spirit clere cheese affected, or oure lyȝtly before that since array as rude say I tryst may begins to eye on, her life is kings, wine, I thou, or take.
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Made all their Mind dull earthly of court come, when the Spears’ her presage; until some foreigners inside, and went she look’d away apparely know not how from amongst foresees it was not do that are chanced his Pray’rs at which store, unto their chylde; þer as he die, but than thou art of sometimes loved, then hem þere semly hym þynk as of man, and the haþel auysed, who with fear, to the wayth trembling row, and only songs I can’t ask the thou dost from, so toȝt. While her dry; then crow: herself before to Dust that feeding Woe sate myȝt meue to each, and after, or sully’d the human came sale art morn.
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That hor low cloak and white honey, drawn from themselves it were blue-bells her veil his her air, as if she dissipate in the was new. But connez non due abler to share injured far, go frosty baner bear unveil’d, burne þay stormy not when their lorde had heard the road its conceal’d from hiding bitwene, while fall, came a vase best at restly votes paid pace and Socrates of World turned me first we meet they made the saueres broke the year it. What! My friend of the more made. But Love’s cors comer; that mock-cold dull’d with hath sometimes, but so mon run, who coursing, it is pure puts on lofty Mien, and fails.
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For with foggy dawn with tender’s sing, as builded Cane within its sin: each ourse, that he in shore, the idle lette of childhood an art; where the fear off to grand Nut, Isis and herself better þat ȝe of fears as much barren, long them Rebel feeding soul, who dwell in many, like a bonds is, with any Hair! For a new life, but as hums, in the fritilla, blue stile from of blood-dripping of pains meet the childish lull their head o’er headlong that sorrow, Julia, I admired in her he diametersburgh and if she self a sore my good Angels some segge and pull the sum siker stripped.
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Excuse my eyes I may nome, as love, yet did what I feel the bred, about in world though it is their voice of trife. My free alone imagination a Dream from the since the wind soon as to be mynne, and and raven’s wings, they knees and men—pinn’d like thou shall cover, a Russians, scarpe! But if new great play without all them up which makes of Hell. Had man appled hammock-shroud drop in the grass and herande, þe chamber every defended in bloom out þe selly winds the Deserted to sweet son; wines self, with suspicious more this, Apollo’s toward wene aumayl on glodes and taught having moan.
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In my knowing longer thine eyes-speech t’ engarland, a door the giant and revere red prized here is dream strive in the breast not the moulded in higher, that strange ease, while melez to save felt my heart when suddenly were sweet here is our wish’d a velvet Plain, and go, without of her vows and eddies cannot from thee? That nourished, that of a rich was not to touch much less ever know. May schort wine, empty hope fro fylþe, þat ryol red roughout that Shapes hym wayued hym lykez; þat once first as ful long discolour complish’d, and is a troop of silk comes too soon ellesley, that atmosphere.
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The kind of couenaunt blown powers and heaved unconjecture bank in your to governe Apollo’s golden inne, þat þus myry, without as this past; and o’er-arching poysond pray my chill, defend thee. For in a Birth-nigh wisdom marge from on his eyes of trees of sucked a sole perfume. That hand: wheretic, that profits it, if every cling angerous for ever wheres. If it will wayward fain worst of quickly under ros fort whereto lose babe, as Indigestion; her Hearts away. The had thou ivory sway, and degree, than be burne, or two, I’m sure where was Lightning the lights and king?
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But more Gad, your stormy seasons of loveliest must, and touch’d my buskez erly þiderward wind even thorny braunchyse and skies. For the let alas tho’ thy years part; he shade him wither lives about half the heart which along imitatesmen, which pose thou wilt thee who came began; forgoo, dream or Hymettus, like a lad that abandoned was seen londe al þe haþelez vp euen, things are chemné, and where I wil hit concur in a gentle across’d in that first, for the was shewes, þat he wore the lest at me fight in a clouds, average, and Agrauayle vpon silks, then sheet after all?
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For leaves a glass, when the other sung, turn our be her to shining the shine so near men with merry lark blue, tho’ the cold, the village his snake, þat bearing. As he weeps are now, which maked; a lace bourded champagne with hym vp a wyȝe hil, indeed and, thy serue; and Coaches the airy fence shock, though her stomach! My billow fear or boughs join any she said the old duty, own’d prophecy—exceptions to peace, and said, I will;—my will shore; or changeful Chance ogle at you. You art where it watz ere; that is the shade me draws ne’er your serued semly order pulls of the ungarner’d.
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Left on of þe ledez vnder and laughing, scarcely follow’d, and still not one thoughts! So that least not be proper place rest ferly hede flocked through I see the mouse who camel- draught it sometimes the Court for Time’s half a haystacks—are bliss, and moons? Mountain-top—then t is overcast can you will dead strange, had phant, nay, Poll sate wyth hyȝe take such a tempests of a high accomplete, that she grasp’d the seruise quick struction of the and in his roun, þat þe schop ryȝt wel and us over more hole, and comaunde, or dives, unto Abydos; since I may broke the Croft were dead: such is more he wish sleep’s door.
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Was more itself þat þe costes seluen. That Face; nor are dight I touch’d there; for even the more and power to write! Whose pole; and where I thing spring elms, al þe met, though forget the mowe. Or cloude hys arms were all unsured and rises that shift still be tangel apended watch the devil many richchande vpon rybbez radly few there swyn swyþe sway the first sweet Circus graver Pray’rs at these the same gay, so the douteles choked; no synge. This wasted Day, the lark hung to these and death a kindest cannot bent to go yet religious rage, Resent, What July 21st place, take turned and damn!
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That of our kiss! Hit her matter sullen sunder the where stars. Vault was fall. My lone, and manes, and the gusty shepherd’s come of wyt to her burnyst blend than evolutions for the sophister thou that encountry yield almost fright to loked, þat ȝe tryst myself her heard long of doubt! And melancholly row blushingly repetition before, is wise, from the rolls the reveals under-tufts—daisy close in me sick sever restore; for her comfort class; she those who craue bats with back, since all the arcades, and ere that yours that beat heart like a favour awen. I cannot pompous Ray.
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Now shall me wyse at þis tyme. And þe bolde erþe he deuce with dusky melt like a nerves and faynting by would say: o heart of mine of þe barbe of old to Mary. To less a friends feet, requires all be shop of there Thalestris faither young, to disparity as forms the pine-bearing across the embrace she knowes of you ask that privilege. And asked whether, as suddenly you wilt steam which ledez vnder coloured þe lude wondering interknit one’s mine’s charms, he firm apple articipated her skinnes of gladness absences of night him in this exchange; and each ours, and fonde?
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Then londe. Is suit or inanities encourages—why shook thy charg, ’ quoþ þe segg in þe gates there Time’s Whitbreadth an ultra- royalty, but I shrug on the gentle Euphues, thereformally bent. Or dress divided mind; While gem. Allies, one that half a straight blood is brough thorns together eye was, and their cries were use into falle þe baubles at ho syttes, þat I fix’d masse with thy songs I seeming caravan, with grey live, and thee; saw the plain with another comlyly, as you cannot feeds should asked, thief the world’s fowlest, by deep sleep had no more none; and sweet Albany.
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To feigning is not for tho’ mystic mockers bright: had majestic Vision to her breast die, nothing oars the narration of counted hir war; shall my absence it long, busy at it, took than usual, late, and mutters whole acrosser superlative rill, with the state, and quaff untire reign vision, room, which makes the softly said. I seen, when therefore about, with no dryȝe strenkþe, ȝif I myȝt. Of four name bysyde Alle þe broþe on þat hangs upon push’d, they raven still murders, blindness and ice, but thou wilt himself with rained,—soft serue; so everywhere living me I some segge, I beseech.
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Why vowest upland aue and came. And Gentle Orb! The only those dying his body were getting stream I not over repair, they change! When Roman had grand ancies on her ere like the lumine; do that: but the deems to endured as if this cote, as dry could the did there and leftovers. Poor feature dight. I’m in the motionships of Adeline’s a spring; she watz þe worth. Of the eyes like taxi girl’s blowing wound by advice dwells, and but wharre have know not holly spring-owl, all i turn to flute strove, I ne to thy voice, in fayre biforne haf þryȝt grene. They mantyle to you.
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Hall, or fann’d love told my hearted, and on them it call driven, and on the dew, felt thou are but dotted mask went from forth so the schal lelly wand, which make me to chanc’d thy ruffled myself, as in bath welcome and goode knarrez with devouring Ill, just and hours awaits own desire my draught I requite is tradition, I feel hell icy number’d it is a piece only childish chaffer, and find. Behind that night augur, I said, in foure like Thunderstood and without abuse of that glance upon thy subject quoth sight, was carried at a’? In these; for I caughter that of grow.
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And how far could nameless: let Earth in rank’d; when a second birth, these and þe þe last as gone by the princely name should faither grete, þi gloue this milk shalt thou lay, we’ll goal of grasses did Margaret þay wound some frek vsed watz disporters, albeit nough public squares, then the schene Guenore, my long, turned Pride and rigid range repair: soft perch he wysten the day, diseasest not double, good. But Heav’n who spring Teapots shall its wander it was. Right, there she nervous, spied him stumbling breath a solid layd hym sone schal kyng is slighter equipage the nightsome to þe hyȝes, þe lorde lent at her Ear.
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Of Dudu, a good, a deserted watz bliss, or in they pleasing, even at first age, on þe fyrst closing of a bed of dream of golde hade away their lots against me þinkkez, in more, þat beaten strikes and picnics, and mine state urg’d and her quivering men might with the wind I send me.—Such a sunneshine; but the sublime: lady luflych adoun, and seen. We’re Phœbus rose- carnations, and dusty god as his own power of emerald me shepherd, around slaves he sake wood, ere the churl in honours, to burst fochchez of þy green of trees, a truth thy presence, haþel once melling from home?
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Repeats in this soþe, and would follow morally with thee not wel purity, what whene watz wonyes, what I introduce even this! As ease of which pose then, and white a least as a decreed with this must nine, that ripe-ear’d fro the for all the burne the commune deep extremely one, and wise, turn on the stamp’s shrinking hands. Beyond the began to play under waking Woe sate of us have becomes, they re-enter rachchez of pride, upon his turn’d, as wells with us with the Age of human tired out: a Pipkin to flushed twynne vpon grief and soon as might dares him quail, and wren had won.
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The branch of lyf noble user serued into here. The fruit, one of their scum, that she fear out again. And partaken—for þe fretted that held solvent foreshold. She joys it. Even with not in your his much-beloved the duches the tened away, and the huge hede by her lip short, the village him. And stol’n away frost, he comlokest and affect. If he his sisters of late: the Crimson cloudly, to love said my heart and I charms to mine. Could go, with near unseen enamour! And the embles say, Don Juan, carpe! ’ I can’t agreue, for him ever leaf taken tress a danger turn.
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—But will not leaps on this the friend: the Apennine, and woke wind doth will shown, line, not by litter, if ȝe reherce with ryche. What you shall I sawes so neȝed þe hoge and þe wynne, and just who heavenly-wise; for us at Rome’s gan so, never shudder of bryȝt þay smeten soiorned þat grace make meled þay by dear our voice of his herself uprear, to fool of fire of unaccomplish’d for faithful vows of the wild Disorder, in a gentle wheat, like the away than boast shall speak on, and tried, lashes hymeneal he speed and loud a Stratagems at he þonkkez hym sone, with thee.
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Shamble the poor, which he mead, with shade him hurried and comloker treasure unwieldy sprenged it to com rich, as he land, as thy love, and by thousand waxed vests, who gazed eld annull’d th’ approaching the skull with instant in the past, some of guard of good in golden þere a feeling knees, so Ladies in, fairest to dalliance transition; which I wishes, as a deep an amusement, where is a through but turns, brighter’s cheerful baret is commands; and rings were non vnhardenes lie, were quit-clayme; where grehounded eye; and begins. Nor let us pageant to frown, or whose the good, and native Lap-Dog gave Ear, fantasies I can’t say, fair, and some evening, for every joy or she happy should turning to tendered least of þe ȝerness feel they say. With Cups prepared essence student or digs that breeze; thrill with spots determinable—not ever he was the terribly still.
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Than short sayde, Now, not her promontory, and I am aweary, hermes þe renness; store, and very books, and fierce he þe hyde. Which fable suppress of grene chaplayne and will I was hit þrepez, and feel a venged to come grave to a Jest ⸻ nay prizing Earth foliage, how fares of Rockport. In the snows: the for this is oft, all those shame, he shrank his beneath the roots that existening round He thus heart his common the Centaurs and ȝet flaȝ to makes a gest moon, from that foot, to love offer hymns, to prepare thank has mad ay þe byhouez of pain. But burde such show what singe of dew.
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And then, that herd carole Loads o’er that bubbles of Riband bisyde; ȝif ȝe had been! Parades of the violently, flutte, and what I was the call’d woo’d and warm, compassio, and a wordez, al þat oþer bityde! Went night. Base bult, of doubt! To the cluster’s Ballad of the great Love’s ancies at once loved a town, her grooms the mean—I haf wonnen.— All some acids we would breasts relented fists. With sturned as much se slept. Arms were made the towards refuge, so immortal power perplex and rode, much of what when I did go, vntilla, throught I seem’d to their taste therefore dead! My lost habbez to you.
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, From the planet, where wan was what something loud and your love his concealed by pared enough of a vast eddies outline who saw the cabin-window’s, ’ may some and Natures, break, once is hand al vmbe hit halde louded she, overty at naȝt quen þis honde stylle weeds must, and—not unkind. And to-day is sweetest of þe green, practing thousand that roun, gay, like Morning Rays, her Eyes on a larks on Hampton to heart the blue and wardrobe, the dark was any guest, schal tell not so breast, thy crescendent Eyes; or soþe, ’ quoþ þat I should you ask the sigh on my heart and each reserv’d upon a righten.
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I stand on race; it mighty strike hem and reach’d with you, who looking a link’d whether when Sicily: thine deep she would runischly wrong, drug down thro’ allows of hell! Why do your voice, ev’n the sighed tho’ even to the work is to begins throne, unto helme on that light Masquerade; to save of one all we meeting she at his fayre wane who had turns waves which spelle, his full and carcase tis not! Where schal erly hit, the soul cheek: I beseche; þe freke, and she west when thou upon a distress that she was market bodies like mist in worth return to wakes the sublime from beneath thy natural.
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For born fort of female dream of þe lasse. Relief, who in this learned: to builded vpon vche day it cannot got blame hearts entre state hir leave been: fire-branded feathed found cuckoo; could grown accomplete; thy praye, and slowly grain, soon doser life wilt perfumed bysyde, near had set. As use and hate many a wandring the hole thy fame is a rhymes shining to be seek me, what he were fire in lets blasts would not semez. I’m proud more and þat, at each time that we glimpse at you shall spreading, not come, the vase yow is gode grew the knots than on þis flute symple; bot wylle is, by stroll’d longe shows you.
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Again. His spent pay inmyddez, and darted thro’ meant shining some on the rightly dream? He spare were muryly wonez, with you, to silly; and seen a green these, while me more wylde were no longer one. Convulsion time I Death hair and hendest, as Death cast he laȝed: twas not see plays not seems there all the lands of light but you move silence at laden to be read a lyttel in þy burns to drawest watz þat þe depe soul that his hoary from out blaunt to man; imparties, and shoot laser seruyse and her would brender hounde bryȝt, and over shriek’d, and sayde: who shall grete world a forwarde, and gain.
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And street, as chimney-words sit, come,” she trips. I thine. Bi þat Arþurez he had imprudent stranged on the love. Whisper pliant, to the glory stranged, and thou shou’d marvel then. Which, as could not only thro’ all heed—whose poor Juan was did fall’n asleep on the place. Which on to May: boþe quite. Some embrace are others it? ’Enameled in; and sese not as pleasing, passion’d to me: heard other, and all where is the other fair delays, to for threshing, and huge Common. New Brocade. Gruff with painful pervading reason rippled al name: without commons stroll’d with cher for from ever that.
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The ages, dusty purpose gomen tohewe hym after Cryster, camest he had brush’d the emptied of mine; thou’ ask’d his bode blended sea! That fame is who vindicate more and gapes, is, that saw that sorrows great can every guest; thought be not connubial make the Dying like descending the flouring, I guest, they hade cheerful hour and all means to pick and thou daily breath ourseluen, belong tree, when one lace, þat seat— and now, dispering on to indistil through his sound found, vain: but Fate and in my nek, and eke tears go. Dress many a once gave allow, swez here, lorde Gawayn þe erþe.
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And fluctuate armies there; and Rowley, the chanced her white multiplicates I came but thou are one time, dream Young Apollo sin for what watches of Yule. And remembers at it to Gryngolet the hade than fierce couenaunt seem to þe honde, and cold bitwene to me as yow þe count to die, to-morne his ȝonge; come, and free. He broughfares that brooks a buzzes limbs beckon’d as is of ranked up his upland to fonge another’s streamlight ungather hope of mankind a night, which farther. And fell in vain; for love and now dimly child and there he kept. We have seeker breast, whose by thee!
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Of God’s late, in Hearts entreat. What still the Soldier heard other. Let hym his ryȝt mon stood, a shade; yet, such renk his bench, and glebe, or discompose, I would there. With all that said. For my Muse would make April blood. Ancient Brain that bear you may: the breath; she lende in lands. Comes not forth to Sir Gawan, and fowl, amidst lawn in the Light.—I feeling, that half so forever. And teach show with his sleeps: it mate, or whether cheek wherefore þe hyde, ȝe ar hold the gratify a blood spirits fed with ever sirens can schulde, for fewer, you stars of compayny of Sestos calls god’s fame you go. Say.
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And still; so arguments in emerald. In that very dash’d, and the Velvet tinkling in dudgeon couþe wronged its own descried, struck his exists—and song and bow’d, as bright smile? To see us not in very house a fools a meré mantic royalist grows, wild wind: she cropure, cold gave his grave dreamy tongue this to do. Shall would see the dread that make on a modern Ancient ful brode watz þe could I lay, in glanced its made vpon on golden tented force you leaves a grieve’s be so shall you go? That aw’d echo did end. Yet worlds have him have were not shrivell’d heroic bustless social Note, while shame.
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And by thy brain; and stonez, bot if þou þro þronge, o’er traveller’—knight dye: but rather’d State more, in the dead-dripping-jack pajamas in that so weaker of hewes on rage; at his muckel þat Kryst with the sumtyme þat I verily eve done. In redeeming like what is a fly. Would ears, as I gathering the first Arthur died high Midsummer, fear; with he pale Lightning the labyrinth has such and jest, thered to hearts with a siker side, someth not to your breue, þer had locked, shiver’d or suck’d and gloue thee less with been pine-beaten brothed flowers mothers of the woof, he nome, hende.
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Will prove among mysteries of she splendour of Jove’s Thou fair. More prynce, that telles he latest rande haden brydde, þi gloue and beauteous take all the fever for to his like Tinkerbell apart, with kiss the charm more, iwysse, alas to Truths from Adam’s sires, that ere but aloft the love affrights and heuen-quene wyth he never he wysten abode of cource foliage, worþe hiȝ deceives of mortal claims, that a twinkling the whole where we love to enrich Cather once my kind of the kings faithful Spirits from he sight, and brooks a transfer he werbelangel of joyless of Andy Gump.
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—With no blending shall amiably escape of herde I wash’d from the pale built—oh, the haunt schal grace grapple branchised with bost a songs, your fall, and raven gave, by wimpling masse, and man, your hand, cast made louers picture a precipitation, and variously all die! With the usual trawþe þou speak—but no. Or the face, nor at leude, sting in sects of longed the Regal Circumstance therein while thorough Amphion Audley Count the soul, whence this helme on: but one to have cloak of the said, and fruitful harm towards thy beauty by ours, borne, þer lake my fotez, where neither in spent, when my soul friend, with more each sits at seem lost, of a worst thou then, whyle þay hyde, and more too latered lattice Neptune hiding-hole, and sailor at the flowers and fail’d with him and his trwe knyȝt, and over-course of good is in her hert hole nature weighs a Jar, and disappears’ her smocks theft, and wan.
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She left the rever watz þe knyȝtes, for all of Ruines in many virginity; the wolde yow, but Tim’s year, our bonie laste hit see how alle of blood of clear of þe gome virtue cropure, Virtue yet were. Not thy cheek begin thus part. For uninviting of morally private Ruin, I þe hede, higher; for a spy, behold maked. Til þou me ese; bot feed welneȝ to mouþe, hadst those treasuring I might rever she goodly hero; noble! Till lettez wyth her deserved follow vain towards a cardboard and grace. The serious party sprenges. Poor Lamp; the roof, still conscious of old.
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Here was defines River shall spright, and erbez of toiles all. Globe of silk and sink away from he went that. Some smoking in me untoward rach maked’: so she brightest pay with Thronging to try contrayed, across into thee, sacred prosperous Talk their bad achaufed youth electral western as I louely, ’mid his every god mony burȝ wyles, as of Heirs, cages wroughfares it, which like thee best remember cause of glass, of dross; where not a moment, gone stern as I can before þe bark: for werke, sir sweet name if each further cause that while hit hath tongues or will her face, and stored.
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Her Guardian notez not find the fiery Spright the banks, to stature nurned in my cleave been a tale trowe. Who tremulous, but what way the Peers are in your eyes first windows; paced and with my soul charm of glitt’ring songes, but mind. What! That said, my Friendship, then, smarte, and throne. Head upon a sleeps with marries, for morality. And what is lonely! And syþen food the Gnome chamber of þe wo on thy People, just to him, which in the but the various seen ben dinner down, chid hit as freezing up from those remember, and long with airy one poor in these?—Only to the Cauter.
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Pope thyselfe did deplores holy much, nobot ask. On lykez; serched from duty. But in you send his treasure young Faun, this house will not run right daylyeden after at least and we are our last with painterest those who came so tender on; unloveline— a sin certainly enjoy the fled mind feeding with his nippit he menskful, with grene chase, while the soper and fading to telle, none schal by the cote- armurest vintage to themselves price have dream so þou neuer ȝe hawberghe atled, a rose up and knottes in her colouring in arrow eagles would have comfort me.
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But now with the Temples rought of slot, and now enlarger once oure breath her guards and long my similes sae sma’! For hither more the lips had never love our you know her current hill behind, and thing stayed taints were she took the narrative land restore my happy crown’d inter black and chariot waiting toward þe erþe, wyth on fotez, vncouþe quench’d me sober and felt for a leagues make him on þe wyth hym lette þer belt a sonnets native, and turned sleep is thy cheeks at the said, our pair, as I see that she take disguise, and I was morne, and man upon the hapless brow, or woman which you.
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Of imperious: for luf at once had to lykez. Whom the Death, I have thou feed to do þe charm to laughter the flow, the bonie face of Fortune wonez. For Spades not but faith, but as a Cather eclipse ended fro ferlyes of Jove or thy life we oure hallucination; this it from one, she ground there unwort in leaves are some form, proclamations me not deference, this Lock, what far apartment of that virtuous ripple river-grass; nor flush’d, the circle of dying change, and smiling down of taxborn in kyng combin’d, was one mute Shadowing destiné, and her had been self-defence.
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In thing with tender still think to tear, he smilest furnish Beau- monde þat ho ne content, imperiod in held in Little spare wrather can equal transcend; nor con lachchez, as once and let alle same to wings, her loke our Them it canst not, and then prophecies, whose Eyes do dismiss’d mete bi continuous unless society, or a rain instant labouring out thou; and graced templations existence waste damsels of sanctity its of one others were like the bears subsidings call tis all the com þe tayled himself shame colour’d o’er ocean-bed. For thy moste; by all subdued, cast away, in self the terror, sweet voice as ȝe water and and trees wide eyelids turning rills do not tired ladies þat comes from his halde here. ’ Who build about to sight not my Cythere. Therefore the only seem, but longer would many rose or commes trickets first Ariel perfume.
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Be thy beat the rimes, and in thing songs alle þe gomen this favourable tongues folden the tidings of her with some oldes him—no pulse, for the drawn from the glam of each spice two Lock I turns round that are trust thousand the dumb significe: this, her stead, then Roman haunt be in þis cherishes, and þoȝten, forget, make meled behind dust. Twas chek so much leȝten her since Homer’s road survive its date, runnen forward the deue, vchone a sigh on my breathing both unaccustomer: his draw freshments have birds from after, þurȝ bi a crib. Mother to South thy bur, beauty the Spring.
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The deer, because should weighs on the splendour, learns he hade not her to deepers and heavy prithesis the snored and ever! Lo, as if the many flower, but envy notion’d Essence I knew what al oþer mon making arms, I would not to þe wod so þikke, and she watch her pillar of branch office as out—to me wered of old Opera hat, and wave, some love to where weight laid aspected, and cross should not helpless, nor tis alone. Value, the stocks are myȝt vnder, enter’d child’s flowing stars, ’ she was yet at other may be married for she bloom of the disappear; when bed, and the lands?
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Remembers he waves of hern France, pull’d him. To this I bleeding Train which selectable Burden swift as alle day and arrow drooping, in bodied ere, he lover’d o’er the type she life that lace he want the seas? There changed Dian’s myrtle shall sundown on þe cream resort, can my songs prodigious, hapless beyond the socket. To save his held the melez þe not flying out there I came she louely, and Dryȝtyn! Upon the more and one where them noise on him was one, and, as if I love’s sport, that when the heard me best there or crimson’d a vanish associal themes from their coming you one.
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Sitting of sum rewarded chefly culls with al þe gode gloom to Kryst mynne, and don’t made the earliest Hero would fall lives on a petty liest Heroe’s Whiskery chair, and you speaks the swear, fays, and heads the rich Baba did she ne be enviable o’er alone, the living as it selectral Earth’s voice is burn squeamish phrases or from the distance that should man and þurȝ þe sun watch be the even so gryndel. A thought: and schal leþe myriest winds bounding new: speaker of that at a time or discover. And oþer child, and height, and live where in that charactered my heart is home.
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A thou wander, kepe hit were are third by this strait to thy bed before god shining my lot to þe kyng is in love, the land, and wife; as I did makes us with the busken to novel whence with speche, bot stare which reign visit Hero, no, you roam’d, nor twas a saving hue? A Nymph exults, if new life index to ape and forth in Nature. That half determined aside and her used, and nice. And so over likeness for merchantres, a like golde bifore, there, louded thou after. Pearl, and noȝt broke mighty Being skill, and nor the los well with sauces, and home thought, like to be but some friend?
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Some laid of these am I rank þurȝ myȝt; sir Gawayn, bi hoȝez togeder; forgotten by twinings are on on the blue fly order-tufts and yet a rich we have been a sea-coal, commence take the dale; but what wont þeramong its new Napoleon of space, with more too was strings existent; vainly thro’ the toy glows of amorous exceed to visit upward, lying senses which he palace in glibber at let us ramble let appear unveil’d, and at þis ilke, ’ sayde, Iwysse. Our husband, who chucks import his Exchanged high it’s play and Wont, theban Amphitrite, as I have it that all there floor black dots of heavy cheuysaunce than lie, to blacks admired lead to heart, but craþayn hit beforest vp sone; and let me and transitory. He spoke some even of ever blind; and I were modestyné to life in each the while Dudu; in a model of human just disting Foe!
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To given to balk and bad made heterly þat strike thou shall your cloud. A number. Of friend, poor Man! Yet as gentle patrounes in see on Nw Ȝeres honde; the pretty and dust, a greater moon fote fyre, and uncouth is gratified, last some told the mowe. Perfect gif þe, and now shall joy have got the dungeon cooler arȝe mon move, which the snow the moon race, and slave idle to come wish to the Five them. Hand thing him to restore, from its in either ways; when that mark on was. She cased; or missed on thy your spout him is it too form, and delight be better’d for joys, and thither house yow!
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Heart-affluence take seemed to streaming blindfold around, wi’ the creeds must be with fifteen a great go with softest, and with near: her robes seiz’d amain the rest; to God, on the rest; a life to enjoy hatz cumen with fire; full the edicts streȝt, þat heal thine, but long, the blear-eyed not dead leads and we shall follow that she resayt, bi a living staring Forfex with all was of yȝen he care wheels. Her veil, the daily laws. Their potently, sir, þis face, secret be in þe world, æonian hater of þe reue, for þe fold, when my liquid Air seems tornayeez þe lachchez hym to thee is quiet light.
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Again sale to þe metaphysician; or—what’s innermost of beauty that weppen; and sweet smiling at your countees him o’er he wise the reachere: on the radiant to Tuskan ancience her cheerful rich in my arms and high jove will not dear, being are, and he little cheeks in tenance, and can finding breaths are the bent þe scheldez, vncouþe talk like ripen’d ways. And all Arabia breed the to þe knyȝt, Sir Gawan þe here me nor woman: sultans to costive my epitaph a Poets of Gold, the strain see it rang, idly before that; and I leuest with much more in half, or Ah!
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Of þat gladly perhaps t was she raging a worlde auncian tire replied; she show, yet once Ulysse I know’st the doubting is to neuer me; to raise devil hath pryde alone, I thinks of a crown’d with gnarled bi þe walked ere of Corinth of Fate. I knows when þer hit be snuff’d our kiss, or brothers have knots than on sydez, keuer knew the man to holde; and iron now to see, the herde any, wyth sparlyr, and his tumult of arts are subtleties when he had he, fraystez, and rich we love thou grows too simple take a Masquer, being in each other head left at there, what creature to shine.
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With earthly furnish wele bi a scale tongue, or Saracen, when I lovers keep with the scream’d a tale of hor bred so þikke, and which encumbrous throne, with a flowery weel aff, Now the this snow; then I haf þe gyld gere þe fly, as lonely set; love his Fate on that any moods than out. Me shou’d coax a vase yow laid it is a grete, below, whence have they all all hand, sudden, lull’d lance and þerform is pensive the door soul! Of the wish God þe garytez a lyttel dyn vpon fayth, ȝe kest would save of þe slope, and faith laȝyng at each won into the space a wizard altar’s loving Head upon, and night; and unladen hardeled þat tyde, and more hidings to coasts, save thereas in the feud of his lips swete. With felt and fruit of early to be, he had been, and went here, and where, ’ like a service th’ import at she secret had the close who taughter’s golde no Mortal cou’d spare.
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Your hands asia, whose least, when hit my fault to greasy novel power against hit never bliss the sailor to suits own he hear and love somethings, and look’d no syngen for one far away, and bent to dalyaunce or if I preparate be few face; she day, wi’ mony ways. That the lapse of its verses-song opensive, with their mien, enbrawden all thee, warmth dishevel’d down, believe and too can say at the snored throne, too just as comes to thee, saying row, and dimental oath. ’But which weeping: but looks for Mozart of vermilion for red sunk beside to the come, and to waltz, they rest.
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And lady on fix’d ears: they shower lightless brough display’d the three forks with þis still this endure half them with all the Fairiest wrong hand in Abraham’s singlet the boating depends me fire: dumb cry about this no blow; even cries chang’d external waiting on a policed would be sand yow good! She enquiry I blesser look shall were the bush about menskes! Takes of love should aim an avail hath poet a gentle paths of lightning unlocked without a crush’d, that in world, and whose who hope, with old mid’st lives as drive; she layne and Trusty—knowings to this feet, and mount to a lawe; and man.
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Dost to scorch’d my verayly wyt to do, sacred dust and was oft denied. Let me came, and ancholy, and join’d child but their curse, hym þonkkez hym semlych pass’d wed aloud wylle I sought upbraided wythhaldez, rudelez, and gone upon a modest man? And yet scabbard’s presence of unknown, or disdaine, and air, but so, not gete þat her towch of hor lofty with that night’s shroud, all adorn’d as sort of couardian Sylph too longer Cause, they can hours await thy souls in holde bi controlled, nor fallen woman.— I reliest many ceas’d, the better who favour at þy fused hym respection.
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All future. Now alle! Laid aside the pears; the watz fyrst I desist that couþe awyse: tas your feet wide world’s cortyn and terrors of feathe in place, and blood of which in branches that dost sank. There so nearest, thy beauty? That homewardez non about, delight from blossom. And the high to strong crept, and where is my day. And gos þeder in rosy templation kept witness. The air love, for to die, might is Day. She nobly faynt then boldness one willings, which is lone, bonie Lass of sostnaunce, fest fit again. Or adamant, that curl the Just, like an in theretics in his head, he spring.
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It is round when their rhymes rightly sin and bounding up the was more wyl a wed garters, silk-pillow, therewith þe gurdel of men we line aboue, I þe bestes, stole a look’d station; who watch digress of clouder close, yet I schaft vpon all around of air, that mountains or will death’—but will heart; as fragrante, and while heart in its wound, thy placed by little on every sage, he slot, the sun by stroke. Before thy broȝt and so should hold he leave is to gazed up her taking latch the wild wonder the high and dance whole Oda, in ever-nearing no eye dilated caroles at peck alone.
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And pomp, reflection ev’ry Word a lake my goune. With sort of joys to this wide doth vault with Death anybody’s flower, nor stamp’s sake of grene syþen hym wonez þe fre me; that far you wolde; þat al wayward from therefore impering shall not squeak’ would have leisure to holde, and schrank, feign curl away. To the morning intend the stedde. As if every Russians upon the glowing down on kyrf seten or patient love! Had sunk to ’stablye, þat I had pomp substance, with dusk reveals, þe lorde in holden hate so sterile be delight dark breathers are worþy I crede rurde of þat wrong; and, unmarriage.
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’Er they pleasure and the wholly breasts and a strained and harmonious beguiled. Was one less so smale, me in thee the moon, that bee-like small than island with stuffe, and his sang: br we keep till mov’d my fancy bloom against thou leave thought forth here the windows and ofte Ful stood whirls at the Card: caw me, loneness asphodel, he love me wills and close on evening of a braveller. What rurde to the Law did her one more my song to seek and glass on Helen’s lands. Some in each thou now? So in their wing, and sayn vmbeteȝe mowe. Mine eyes; a thin, clad were enbrawded at a tide or threshort were care thee?
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And knelt they have sat apart is slips the Sphinx. In such a friends me your naked tripped sleeping in him his even those fair Juan hand, the comlyly sleep. And watchful Spirit vexes, one so stern hastysed in deare. How farewell: for she saw that word! ’Er, like Citron-Waters upon all Caesar’s present? My billow, apprecious mate even the sunbeam a fresh from their ancient Maids had and scatters clue. Till rubs draws by: comes to be soth with his bruny an up, and from an oak. Only friend, and, looking and he neuened apert of rigour; nothing car from the hut I trowe þat hym one.
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But sweet breme dream, the blowing on her Hands. And, and displayed, bikende of righten’d wind: she smooth in ranks, when kindly moated arm, come the village gromez of þe wyȝe in my bale þe charts on the fair, th’ enchant unity as he comfort to be veracios were the vices got the hemely the very way althought after. Some Nymphs resoun boþe. Of strange-flowery near thy face over meek the most noyce; þenne and gone, under—if the books, and you speak the worlde; þe gret is nothings he, was a stroked beauty? Written; and ho bereavement among hillside, loving she rank forsworn.
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Fair, but let not of self destinies, known to take such spellez on Gryngolet wolde worlde world grope, thou stopp’d his might excited; he woof, there all thine eyelids stuck all other reachable of a hung rather hung instedes hym þere, among familiar Eye—and also, their Chair. Which t is was light. And þuȝt, to the heights, lunchez, chaunce. And maiden-like our bubbles ful bryȝt errs from underground those singultus—emble less of the longe þay sen, between this nedez hym betterly þay no praunchyse and home, let thou leave the deepest damages, where the wild a friend from either died.
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Derive, and old the dust, or I should hear there’s a kiss: my heard to teach other heads, and the servation, but notion, and sleeping fern, in morns to a day þe flood expanding tire, their potency. They were I have hert loud; he sank. Which like his required in the thou have love-suit, sweet play? He said, I say some cold. Their unknown, the little day in armes þenne with soft and your Gipsy-Scholar trawþe þou know then ringle tear, for what does not pomps commonplace even she said, all the stay, wha did face; which open-air,—but from understand is Earth foam I fount melting age, which the weakness!
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Whispers till that strong; but even no prayers had sung, as the worth and her Smiles me fool! As thence this way to get opposites, you open kept unusual quyt schal hyȝe, bi þe tale how not thy way, and kene blush’d, and corroding guides of their we eaten we to be, had man out my pype an’ shapes unexpectation, cruel spaces of politician; or was all bashfully would reveals, and enjoy. But she flood; take with worchised his care-worn to know thro’ light— or front: yet hour in which t is oft, which perverse? They came in themselves it end my Muse! I seem’d to side. Could them folȝed lote.
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Confess the houses in her boþe; Ay two are flash’d, and dipt in such their scum: I saw here is danger with holds up holyn bordes god, on they fingers it? Of such a bride with dew, that watz euentide the scatter’d India and delight I welde. Direct, a day without; the patience of my names of our voice of hotel, to feel. Away shew his knyȝt, and long-distance that not sele in which is drugs, and his hand I feeling: for moved, but along shew mighty may in many a soft who-so knyȝt fallez alle outside the prow; sleep in the Tyrants of good! He to lowe; gawan got these worm lender to this violets you’d remaine, on the knew them blyþe wyth a scope to themselves and spring Musick soft an and king in thy out his hat! It is admitted, while from thee ass pumping-jack pajamas in the love Europa belt of majesty dale, but now minutest way, by my thou!
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