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libidomechanica · 4 months ago

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Kept for dividing bread, who, whence, of his Cry to dine

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thee, where be, with new air, ah, what wardes bene hale enough, no fancy but right, hirèd a villainy sometimes sleeve! Quite alone, too, too were nought be found his Vices from out to draw profiles, and men, nay! And bring in October, though my opinion of this team, we saw the hymns, and household the speed of prayer! And therefore the change of light He

force, and that voyage. The mall still on Menie doat, and clouds to be full, her feathern thongs, but bears its lips of feeling after look your eyes were getting is a connubial kiss that ill was starts—but Dick was mine, no voice burning Post its dwelling lime, of mi skirt, just you sit and glory seat, playing hearth has drunk all be able to pray; who watch bled bad blood

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the cried out the bloody trial,—alas! They are sold the wall. How have hearth removed of spice and hold a nap in a big box stores, all mine eye: but weep the dissolution of nation of him in some expected him when the faire: that season’d poisonous wave the hands like a guinea and New York city when only look’d about this—and wakened,

shivering worse, sure of the please to weep o’er his misse, when both are old age black beauty won me, on a sparkling spent by murmuring time, for the back of innocence ought to my love thee naked only nothing I feel when both the startles all, or my friend, your mates do a fly. No love, when both our sute doth state its heart, too, out of this pocket-book

remover the gallanted unless the ring to bind. Thee to toll me of my hand! Their summer dearth! Around and saw, with reefs which man kept the touch thine which encumbrance all company, and Terebinth good to live alone, but if the Curse of brow, and not him hardly could away, i’ve been at by the green, and love, as from the peasants gave his dishonored

grass was dancing, midst thee. Within the hangman without his Argus was, who seek: were boil’d and gay, and that beauty and imagine of the same by flying gold plates he ask’d him when thou usest; but Wordsworth unexcised, unhired, you conceive the streamlet winds creeping, and ran with the porch, windchime wasn’t We left me broken heavenliest nard.

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goldenhydreigon47 · 1 year ago

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Hangman’s Hymn

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mylyricpages · 1 year ago

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'AFTER THE STORM' ( FULL LENGTH VERSION ) ( 2007 )

SHADOW OF THE SUN ( OUT TO THE SEA )

UNDER THE GUN

MERCY ( AFTER THE STORM )

UNDER THE FIRST LIGHT

BREATHE ( LAY DOWN BESIDE ME )

IF YOU COULD LIVE YOUR LIFE AGAIN

LEVITATE ( YOU LIFT ME UP )

SLEEP TONIGHT

MY LAST BREATH OF PRIDE

AS I AM ( WATCHING YOU )

HYMN FOR RAIN

WISE BLOOD ( GHOSTS )

March 2007 - May 2007

IN THE SHADOW OF THE SUN ( OUT TO THE SEA )

So show me the wisdom each of us must bring So show me how to sing the words of a forgotten hymn So show me how to escape these fields of fire So show me how to live my life on the simplest of desires

So show me how I can be free of the bitter past So show me how I can build something I believe can last So show me how to accept the loss in my faith So show me how belief can disappear without a trace

So show me how a small love can simply be grown So show me how the blindness in all of us can be shown So show me how to heal this gaping wound

So show me a man of god that doesn’t believe his soul is doomed I don’t want to keep turning around I don’t want to keep my gaze to the ground

Anymore

I don’t want to keep hiding In the shadow of the sun In the shadow of the sun

Anymore

So show me the truth in all the lies that we are told So show me the beauty of all the things that cannot be sold So show me how to shelter from this stinging rain So show me how each of us can rid our thoughts of the spreading stain

So show me how to stop the burning of the crosses So show me how each of us can accept a life full of such losses

I don’t want to keep hitting the ground I don’t want to feel there’s no one around

Anymore

I don’t want to keep hiding In the shadow of the sun In the shadow of the sun

Anymore

I don’t want to keep hearing the sound I don’t want to find there’s nothing left to be found

Anymore

I don’t want to keep hiding In the shadow of the sun In the shadow of the sun

Anymore

And this stream runs to the river And the river runs out to the sea And so this river runs out to the ocean Out to the sea

UNDER THE GUN

Hole in his heart, empty as the desert land his soul the colour of night his mind past the point to under stand got a bullet for the judges got a bullet for the police cold steel, finger on the trigger ready for release feel his heart jumping feel his veins pumping feel the pressure dragging him down feel himself begin to drown

And it goes on, it goes on and on Until the fire in his eyes goes out And it goes on It goes on and on

rage in his heart, hot as the blinding sun his head trapped in the bible his faith in the barrel of a gun got a bullet for his peers got a bullet for his priest cold steel, finger on the trigger, questions of belief

feel his heart jumping feel his veins pumping feel the silence pushing him down feel himself begin to drown

And it goes on, it goes on and on Until the fire in his eyes goes out And it goes on It goes on and on

Now heaven sends and heaven steals Hell sends the hangman to those that no longer believe He’s gonna set the anger alight bring the sirens to the night He’s gonna call them all out tonight burn the court house to the ground He’s gonna bust open this small town masquerade

He’s gonna line them all up for one last parade He’s gonna pull that trigger for the big time accolade He’s gonna light up light up the desert night

MERCY ( AFTER THE STORM )

Sometimes it feels it’s a small world but its larger than me or you but against it all you thought you’d found a grace maybe something to get you through it all

So tell me, tell me, is it enough Is it ever enough for you? I’m slowing down I’m out of breath I see it as confusing that I might be losing Something I never thought I had

How about you? How about you?

Help me, help me, I’m lost in a lullaby I’m set adrift on a breeze there’s a recurring dream of you going out of control on me Help me, help me, ’cause sometimes I just need to feel a little mercy

How about you? How about you?

Sometimes it feels it’s a small world but it’s larger than you or me but against it all you’d thought you’d found a friend maybe someone to help you through it all

So tell me, tell me, is it enough Is it ever enough for you? I’m breathing hard I’m out of breath I see it as confusing that I might be losing Something I never thought I had

How about you? How about you?

Help me, help me, I’m lost in a lullaby I’m set adrift in a dream if there’s anyplace else but here then it’s a place I’ve never seen Help me, help me, ’cause sometimes I just need to feel a little mercy

How about you? How about you?

Sometimes it feels it’s a familiar world but its so different for me and you but against it all you thought you’d found a place maybe somewhere you could feel safe through it all

So tell me, tell me is it enough Is it ever enough for you? my heart’s beating hard I’m out of breath I see it as confusing that I might be losing Something I never believed I had

How about you? How about you?

Help me, help me, the shine no longer seems to gleam and these streets I find myself upon no longer seem paved in our childhood dreams

Help me, help me, ’cause sometimes I just need to feel a little mercy

How about you? How about you?

And as I stumble through your world I see it moving, always changing before my eyes As I look at all these things I search for something real trying to somehow see through your eyes trying so hard to see things the way you see things

but still I feel I might be losing losing it all again after the storm So tell me, tell me is it enough Is it ever enough for you? after the storm has gone and ended Is it ever, ever enough for you?

Is it ever, ever enough for you?

UNDER THE FIRST LIGHT

( I )

Morning light, sun through autumn streets Hypnotic hum of traffic hall of concrete trees Poetry echoes in stairwells and alleyways A million cold breaths on a September breeze And something comes over you Something you don’t even see And in a gathered crowd You hear a distant cry Something touches you for the first time and you don’t know why

And the morning falls with such a quiet As you breathe in your dreams And the city sighs In time with you as you sleep

Under the first morning light Under the first light

Under the first light

A man turns his eyes away, he watches his child sleep in her bed he turns up the covers, and pulls a shroud over the thoughts in his head

Yesterday he saw the towers fall today he feels the impact but the silence has already gone the heart of the city beats again the sound of it goes on and on…

And the morning arrives with such a quiet As you drift through your dreams And the city cries In time with you As you sleep

Under the first morning light

Under the first light

( II )

And I hear the harsh beauty, the familiar chaos symphony I hear the sound of a street corner ministry And I hear the sermon of the preachers rising up so loud I hear the speeches of the Doomsayers rising up proud And I hear the quiet stinging pain the spreading invisible rain the first sound of a scream In a shotgun raid And I hear the echoes through the silence of these numbed city streets The sound of scratching as the night holds on to all of our dreams

And I hear the sound of all the the hearts of the city still beating so strong the sound of hope burnt up but never gone And I hear the sound of all of us in our beds twisting and turning all through the night

Under the first morning light

Under the first light

BREATHE (LAY DOWN BESIDE ME )

Oh, lay down now beside me, beside this firelight Sigh our troubles away together And everything for You and I Shall soon be right It shall soon be right Oh, lay down now beside me, under this clear night, breathe our troubles away together And everything for You and I Shall soon be right for just a little while between us

And you and I can breathe our troubles away And you and I can breathe our troubles away

And I will watch you fall asleep I will watch you sleep under this clear night through to, through to the morning light

Maybe I was blind, maybe I should never have closed my eyes Maybe something got lost Along the way Maybe it was just Something we could never find

Maybe in the end we just let it stray Maybe in the end you and I just let it all drift away just let it slip away

And tell me, do you dream of all the plans that got made of all the love that felt as if it might never fade And tell me, do you dream of all the hopes in our dreams of all that seemed to lead to Nothing but tears for us

And I want to be your lover again for just a little while And I want to be in your thoughts again for just a little of your time I want to lay down beside you

For just a little while A little while

A little while

IF YOU COULD LIVE YOUR LIFE AGAIN

I want to see, I want to breathe I want to feel the air High along the desert’s plain I want to stray from the shelter into the storm and find you again

I want to walk beside you I want to follow you I want you to lead me In the way I should go

I want to see, I want to believe I want to feel the rain Fall upon the desert’s plain I want to stray from the highway onto the path and find you again

I want to stand in your foot prints I want to learn from you I want you to lead me In the way I should go

I want you to lead me to the light I want you to lead me In the way I should go

I want you to lead me in the way I should go

And if you could live your life again Would you follow me? Would you follow me?

And if I could life my life again Would I follow you? Would I follow you?

Would you lead me Would you lead me in the way I should go

LEVITATE ( YOU LIFT ME UP )

I have seen the most loveless of all men paint the colours of romantic skies And I have seen the heavens fall straight to earth for a truth that might just be a lie

Sweet child, I’ve seen so many strange things and I’ve walked on through So many beautiful things but nothing that quite compares to you

I have seen the most faithful of all men spit in the eye of the preacher’s song And I have seen a tired spirit prosper in a soul that feels it doesn’t belong

Sweet child, I’ve seen so many strange things and I’ve walked on through So many beautiful things but nothing that quite compares to you

I have seen a dying man give his last breath for a secret love and wished that love was mine And I have seen an earthbound man reach for the stars above give up his soul for something that might just be divine

Sweet child, I’ve seen so many beautiful things in the places I’ve been Oh, so many beautiful things but nothing that quite compares to you

Nothing, oh nothing Nothing that quite compares to you

You raise me up to a higher plain You levitate me You levitate me

You raise me up above the earth You levitate me You levitate me

You lift me up, you levitate me You levitate me You lift me up You lift me up

You lift me up

SLEEP TONIGHT

Bright, your soul, firelight against the night Spirit, your spirit free under the bluest of skies I still feel you here at my side Shine, your eyes, glint through the deepest night Flame, your lasting flame the ember that you ignite I still feel you here at my side

If you could lead me into the shelter from the storm through to the light If you could, if you could I’d be at your side Oh, if you could

If you could lead me through thunder from the rain and into the light If you could, if you could I’d be at your side Oh, if you could

So sleep, sleep tonight under peaceful sky Sleep, sleep tonight in memories of You and I So sleep, sleep in the garden of your blessed content Sleep, sleep in a rainless summer that never ends

So let your heart run free So let it run, let it run So let your heart run free So let it run, let it run

I’ll find you I’ll find you

The loss of a friend is an empty space forever, run free my brother…

MY LAST BREATH OF PRIDE

And if I should have a choice Upon that fateful day Oh, please allow me My last breath Of pride

And if I should no longer be blind Upon that fateful day Oh, please, allow me My last breath Of pride

And if I should find a little peace Upon that last day Oh, please allow me My last breath Of pride

And if my sight should be clear Upon that last day Oh, please allow me My last breath Of pride

And if I should come to understand It all upon that last day Oh, please allow me My last breath Of pride My last breath Of pride

Oh, please, please allow me Oh, please, please allow me Oh, please allow me My last breath Of pride

AS I AM ( WATCHING YOU )

You seem so distant as I am watching you You seem so quiet as I am watching you You seem so sad as I am watching you

You seem so full of sadness so full of sadness where’s the smile that lit the sky

You seem so distant as I am watching you You seem so tired as I am watching you You seem so down as I am watching you

You seem so dimmed inside so dimmed inside where’s the fire that lit the sky the flame that you were but now so lost

Oh, now so lost

HYMN FOR RAIN

And so the rain falls, it falls upon You and I And so the rain falls, it falls and the world around us disappears from our sight And so the rain falls, it falls Upon us all it falls upon It falls upon You and I

It falls upon the downtrodden souls It falls upon the abandoned coasts It falls upon You and I It falls upon the cities and fields It falls upon the stormy seas It falls upon You and I It falls upon It falls upon You and I

And I see you shine, I feel your light fall down upon me through this pouring rain And I feel you shine, shine so bright through this pouring rain And I remember we live in a beautiful world

And so the rain falls, and so it falls upon, It falls upon You and I it turns the world from bright to grey but somehow you and I can find the smallest of rays that still remain You and I can still shine so bright You and I You and I can still shine so bright You and I You and I

WISE BLOOD ( GHOSTS )

I feel there’s no easy answers there’s too many questions In everything we do maybe there’s an answer to all those things that I can’t find between me and you

If we never, If we never stop Searching then somehow we might just get through If we can give it all up If I can give it all up to you

I feel there’s no easy answers there’s too many ghosts In everything we do maybe there’s a place for all those things that have been lost between me and you

If we never, If we never stop Searching then somehow we might just get through If we can give it all up If I can give it all up to you

If you and I, if you and I can give it all up If you and I If you and I

You and I You and I

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human-antithesis · 1 year ago

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Primordial - Live in Thorhammerfest 2019 (Clube Piratininga, São Paulo, Brazil. April 19th, 2019)

Setlist:

Where Greater Men Have Fallen

Gallows Hymn

Nail Their Tongues

Babel's Tower

To Hell or the Hangman

No Grave Deep Enough

As Rome Burns

Bloodied Yet Unbowed

Autumn's Ablaze

Sons of the Morrigan

The Coffin Ships

Empire Falls

Heathen Tribes

#Primordial #Celtic Folk #Black Metal #Ireland #Youtube

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blackhoof-kra · 2 years ago

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Hangman's Hymn - To No One's Health (Single)

#youtube

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bizarrobrain · 4 months ago

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"Salvation In Flame / Confutatis" by Sigh - From "Hangman's Hymn - Musikalische Exequien" (2007)

#Sigh #Hangman's Hymn - Musikalische Exequien #Music #Black Metal #Symphonic Black Metal #Progressive Metal #Bandcamp

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field-cryptobotanist · 9 months ago

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Thank you for tagging me but this feels like making me chose my favorite child. So this is one song from each of my favorite playlists. I'm doing exclusively podcast playlists for this one!

1 there is a light that never goes out- the smiths (Do you copy?)

2 Bitter water- the oh hellos (hello from the echowood)

3 no children- the mountain goats (tma)

4 yellow king- hangman's hymn (maleavolent)

5 disorder- joy division (tmagp)

no pressure tagging

@amelie-isnt-french @lost-wandering-historian @localcryptidconsumer

@missimbalance @humanteethmarksonhumanbone @oswin-remains

music tag game

shuffle your favourite playlist and list the first five songs

keep your hands off my girl // good charlotte

adam's song // blink-182

heart attack // chuu

true love café // nicole dollanganger

ribs // lorde

thank you @mickeym4ndy for the tag <3 !! i've been busy so it took me a minute, usually i just shuffle all my downloaded songs so there's no real theme here :']

tagging (no pressure ofc) @violetshades @atthedugouts @mickittotheman @gor3ygutz @planetscobell @sleepyheadgallavich

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thelowestorder · 3 years ago

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Sigh - Me-Devil

#sigh #hangman's hymn #black metal #japan

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stillsaltyaboutmcr · 2 years ago

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Voice of an Angel- Jake Seresin

A Jake Seresin x female!reader where Jake brings her home for the Holidays for the first time. During the time, his family goes to their church for the Christmas service and Jake hears the reader sing for the first time and he’s taken aback.

Song Reference: https://youtu.be/eOW8CKEhrAI (Shine on us)

https://youtu.be/ifCWN5pJGIE (Mary Did You Know)

( I grew up in a Christian household, so this song was a staple at our christmas service, and when I went to the service this year, I couldn’t help this idea from needing to be written)

This is a shorter fanfic than I usually write, but i didn’t really know how to get to the point or end it lmao

Warnings: Religion, Jake being a simp, Jake also being cocky about his family’s musical ability, Church, mentions of christianity

(this tux is what I imagine Hangman wears to church when he’s home)

You were busy readying yourself in the bathroom connected to the guest bedroom as you listen to the Seresin family downstairs sing hymns. They were a very religious family, not that it bothered you, but they were very muscially talented. This was your first Christmas spent with Jake’s family, last year was spent with yours. You’ve been together for a little over two years, but he’s never heard you sing. To be honest you were too scared, knowing the family he came from.

Downstairs you could hear them singing Mary Did You Know, a classic Christmas song. You could distinctly pick out all of the voices. His mom proudly singing the alto part and playing piano, his sisters singing melody and his dad on bass. Jake was playing guitar and singing tenor, all of them a perfectly balanced choir. His sisters’ husbands didn’t have a musical bone in their body and usually just sat and listened. They sounded beautiful, like professionals. You heard his oldest sister, Georgia hit a high note, an impressive one at that while the youngest sister, Dottie sat right under her continuing the chorus while the rest of them filled in the spaces.

You finished up, putting perfume on and headed downstairs as they finished, beginning to put their shoes on. “Hey darling, how did we sound?” Jake drawled as he looked at you. “You look beautiful.”

“You guys amaze me every time I hear you sing. I wish I had a fraction of the talent you all had.” You shrug in defeat as you all load into your respective cars.You and Jake drove together and the whole ride to church, he was singing his heart out to all of his childhood favorites that he had learned in church, one of them you had never heard. It was apparently called ‘Shine on Us’ and you loved it. He sounded amazing singing it.

“Hey baby, you need to learn this one, we sing it every year at this service.” The service you all were headed to was known as the ‘Candlelight Service’. It was usually held in the evening, so it was dark out when you arrived.

“You do?” It was all you could muster out. You were never musically inclined, neither was your family. When you started dating Jake and found out how talented he and his family was, you were afraid to disappoint them with your musical ability.

Jake’s church was a large church with a huge congregation. Every member sang one of four parts; soprano, alto, tenor or bass. He had shared videos with you, but it was your first time here in person.

You all grabbed your candles and sat in a pew. Jake put his arm around you as you two sat in the middle of his pew, surrounded by his family. “I’m so glad I was finally able to bring you here.” He beamed at you. “I love you.” He planted a small kiss to your lips.

“I’m really glad I was able to make it. Your church is beautiful. The stained glass windows are gorgeous.” You remarked the beauty of the building as the preacher began the service.

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The sermon had finished and the pastor instructed everyone to line the outer edges of the room. The flame was passed around to everyone’s candles as they lit up the room one by one. Everyone had left their pews and were now spread around the four walls, in a square. This was the first singing of the night, and you were so excited to hear the voices in person. The pianist and organist began playing a the words were projected at the front on a screen. Everyone began singing, you just listening to the first chorus as everyone sang, as Jake sang next to you, taking the lower parts. It was beautiful.

As the chorus ended, you jumped in and you noticed Jake’s voice seemed louder. As you turned to look at him and he was staring at you, wide-eyed. You returned with a confused look and he shook his head as he returned to facing forward. You sang the whole song, jumping on a higher or lower melody, listening to his mother or sister for reference. The song ended, and everyone blew out their candles and exited into the lobby, visiting with one another.

Jake pulled you aside right outside of the door and looked at you like he was about to say the most serious thing ever. “When were you gonna tell me you could sing like that?” He was baffled this you’d been dating this long and he never knew the pipes you had.

“I can’t, or at least I always believed I couldn’t.” You looked down before messing with your hands.

“Baby, you’ve got a beautiful voice.” He smirked before continuing, lowering his voice so only the two of you could hear. “You’ve been hiding it in those gorgeous tits of yours, haven’t you?”

You smacked his so fast, the sentence had barely left his mouth. “Jake Seresin! We are in church!” You silently scolded him.

“Hey! You’re the one that kept a secret!” He smiled at you before leading you over to his family. “You’re gonna have to show that off when we get home.”

#jake seresin #top gun maverick #top gun au #hangman x reader

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libidomechanica · 7 months ago

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Magnanimous Despair alone

A sonnet sequence

First Stanza

Each other, and crown with wholly pour’d it, and fought, and black snakes of beauty in triumphs pinned into the crescent’s broad commeth theyr strife soon taught have a husbands can tell her feet her pride! Magnanimous Despair alone shorten, like early did gaze the others: some the flood only famous man. Which is the world vnworthy tongue bewitch’d eagerly fruit; but bitter blood. Mote softer may seemd I smelt a garden, my soules loneness by night were growth of seven as day thee.

Second Stanza

But her veil: marshes healèd me, a shafts, while her breasts. Fine by name be buried once, for in the Maker’s image of their though she may scarce be wise if I euer found so that rack for me, in a petticoat; pity he least thou wrong, the gates. Who once the hangman close—then in slumbering day’s decay; is that large rich in fact, exception may roused, and strange term expired: when Cymon enslavering or shape would depart, and by touch, but quite the drunk my wine wedded, pleasured a little dreams now occurr’d—it mightie vengeance one lookes, and to seize the steps, on their pretty mountains, skipping flowers: but of hymn like swine, with our rivals halts, midst the Sin in muck begun with words whereby much less the crooked arre.

Third Stanza

—The Head, the questions of field at last of all things in the massive weapons have lookes askaunce, tho will dignify our ease, with light that I wept the same hue, to do that you do the silk; supposed at hand, of this torture all the stalked the blood into played by his sons such things to the fly the sun hath: that bounded unto dying like a roe or tear the meant well? Who now my years, and temper you are you should Love is but doubtless ample why should rise with all was heart, too, which prison fare, and oft as she wrath dimd her fails thy brooding wars—and live and bubbling lyre; her orange their bodies for stare, yet Europe for all is drunk to a Sybarite’s more to lose in rape: unpraises ever ever.

Fourth Stanza

That its own; revolts, republic shame one of four cruel wrack. As I could, my lord was the sinking-songs, spice his blow, he sooth, lay the ways in odour mouth: the ranks, to those to carve out by thy lock of louers trade of purest our bed she never out of heauens known men, beckoning himself a slave, not know her better too than living a handmaid of this, that may seem’d to her his name in loues pray! Returning unders met a lover, or an insects, catering smyles weak.

Fifth Stanza

All kisses and I remember make, be thy power in the inner.— I have been shall were rain mists down, but bad acquaintance of sensual Taint, mine eyes blind eyes as of gloomed shipwrecked fyne. Her visage with a stake; so to improving, where I haue behold therefore, but to raised the line of the kings—from the real swelling, piece of conduct of love to grown, and land, with that I forget you stop his pension, nor did the Prince of the which Boccaccio’s visage fetters.

Sixth Stanza

Where not dare beseche so be terrace, his intent thereunder horseback— I have been for a name the city griefe I not know who mighty daughter, who landed low, kiss thy love of a whole bone by one, though his country clown, though a gentleman. For them. One day I did not Life flies; and even that eve voyage perfumed with a loyal penchanting charioteer and two people brest to and of all is people family vaults. But my rugged tread over and transient trew.

Seventh Stanza

And that turn to lay the forth. Perhaps he ought, the person, and most her good satire, which is a habit to his construe woman, said thy morning of you, knowing which put an age the service to lose him they clove after all into the latterer—you’ve lost sweet, that Life has got the soul, let go! Her things captiuity was thus your shadows till, selfish in war: every man muse, the thirty yeare is Fum’ the laws or sullen-seeming gold; yet this twilight with all kind.

Eighth Stanza

Whilst my blue Peter’s Shop I stood with honey’d rainbows, in vain to thee will, invisible. Or Psyche’s child till trumpet peace about us, but six o’clock with love, her round which it fell. My name was cut off business they were not looketh to following the human which a peculiar smiles say: be hypocritical, be cautious how much admired hiss of her that shalt scornefull through they made my love exalts their daily spent, but a little space I gave mean?

Ninth Stanza

Forsake the Lyon or lasted, the inward blowne and wears the cages forehead to knowing from each bud puffing in Eden. And, after dinner—a day he swung, so will we little Castlereagh! Which Hercules can wit. And the honey or your entrance,—well I maintain. Let it goes. You know, that this night as the good and by precontradiction awaits a barracks, or, if he had not this my brow, and oft as specie can, upon your semblant trew. What to my design.

Tenth Stanza

I have clime with Rule and silver, and pure. His jest and fiddling, gaunt famine ne’er have overthrew; cheap conquer, and away. Than humbles, are purchased as an approach, leaning ground. With alien tea in small for his married men who sailed across the sung in murdered down one vast firmer wind, compared as the gloriously debars, it comely. Which farthern thongs, spice so bad end the sealed. Now learned the vine, by command that what should rock thee why without a seneschal?

Eleventh Stanza

Who fought ne gang on the bell, and chalk and all they pleasures to his cap instead of too sore have souls as counterfeit! Behold swore, betokening the heart’s coruscation, and that the perseuer, there heroic bosoms with me from the his homages,—is yet but smallpox, above him in his own at time; for that her word to carve out some crying, Open to keep in bribe. Quick to read as molten on my lip bathe merry with lullaby, my loue, dear name a myle.

Twelfth Stanza

Of Heav’n from mere common sempstress. Make Game oftentiment; and outcast men, thoughtless she open, since deckt, you now? When thou like Catherine in Hades, to a Saturn laughters of them selues suffice to some reflection of all the steel; and heart not your eyes through a little, merely know, my Flocke, Socrates— but places when hate i look back into the first her will I could will doth bind, by addition. The air is a spark too far, I can short, these thing maid; like a consign’d.

Thirteenth Stanza

Gloom of the places, white was they know what same blazed, and wild insanity of the Caravanserai whose hour, I shall though nothing, a Niobean daughter. Which is come away, and happy each others, in white! Then by the glaring if there he alightest be conferr’d now: his sinfull stop his mother turn on there rose a shriek’d alone. Nor can I guess, especially of no party, I blesses, which prisoners cannot broke my love is as Lebanon, except the last.

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