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libidomechanica · 2 years ago

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But full of years up

A curtal sonnet sequence

Hard wore travelled within us and Day? Juan spring, like blooming and that blood; whatever nor skin lies of the death th’ offended race, the under at ever, and whole. I never declare. Despairing moon demolish destings force accountend the link’d to beauty, and I things who eats will breathing through she smallest parts of Eternity oft in each until your eyes; for sport mellow; let me of having As mine.

But such transgresses divine, no bade her face him—I will to be revelled hired of it brief and merry was a closet case of the grave. The same chaste, and combustible thy sins engender-ship, your slight in the Partlett read. And trusted to ask his all free, are do knows, for all, and the cause her. Books! Loss in this fresh—for ever- during but renew techniques feet, which wrote itself to show him! I know; tis Lambro’s grief.

And the Camel rode, nor more; till walking diminish moue; not a while or sinks of the fairy, which sense hardly names of maid, Within. Sir knight surprise a sudden, complexion seconds while was asked a small he sobb’d for a race. Of Justice; but, being, Crime-confess them at the little time shame. I carry nightgown in its goblins divisible, ’ she stooped; and uncouthly he would alters upon the little o’ Montgomery!

’ More with reason her the claimed. Her missile, there are seen, in diapers which more cave, and find, or ran, and this orient, and gave found fain between trees turned. And thou, Muses for me the river who would flowering a captive spoke—Though I know. Rest, being; in a can kill morning slighted lord, by they met me lived the dark eyes; my death itself and fair; the spiders the Chines and to killing breath; and whatever my soft name home?

—And tuck the Soul a cry Amends of a friends, and wise by Phœbus wander. How man-made thou left in Autumn woos, when she dead are made thee such immortal loves if it prove, a gentle one see how few! Yet she, the falsehood like a fairy, smiled; thus the Long Knives’ getting sea after been with distance up, to thou shalt restors have ’scaped her than those had sank in sooth, you were have early woke: but understands had hear the valley-glades.

Were is a pipe as I slept—they were, of wedlock and wrinkles, mine, and, full of day; my mind! This I never her sucked of the appearing her eyes—the Soul, he she, when I canted not, nor placed, mark is the ask’d at he fifth Juan’s oath spongy eyes away, even is side the end. Such first wish fortunate as sleep. Reif random shore is a mansion and do sweep or set Desire. A living to reason, and since and so her breeze.

Thick eyes have done let’s prince’s funeral straight renegadoes; while that whose weight, have easter, play’d at him who carried to cease while converse my worlds paste my sake even the queen tree of Heaven faithful chance, and ask of a thief. Nor death, leaues, and was its oppose. Sweetest said, fifteen above, ere Abolition; yet, if you resigns as one day assizes keep the warre. Up a middling shook juan was renegadoes; what doth moue.

Now Ben he none can seems still, which other, for one thou my too much-lamenco—will an iron mood that an empty. Range the soil is, than instrel in vain the kings for if the soldiers a face? But time discern— infinite past to faire and fayne inspire to do art wreck I have triumph’st a heavy cheeks therefore leaves lives? Purpose strong from God: nor left-legs, who have well in court he sparkling is shore having Univers and that day.

A token should opposite of night with many day. No dispose, the defiled; timeless brough sorrow beside myself without the blasted till devoid of yore, but to gives but gave hoistered him in the widest signs of the queen. But we sat in hast not be proue, and find any expects no spot, or uttered sure she stashed a cleft the brushes, then grief be dreads both in whose which is no clusters as the blue: ’ o, Lady Daphne!

Go not honor’s and come and durst inhabit to another could have day when were need I love depend of the nobility prospect grew, always flea our live for sways of gold find the same. God said Ida, thou for wrongs are comes fail; that a block and the through the doth Nature orphans: first night, which the crust in the simmer’s blood: the snow real without and made the liquorish courselves to do, yet here is plaining I not claim.

Yikes, so ere mischief just priests drop scene despairing havoc with a sunbeam by the voice of Hazeldean. But here! Yet am I bounds the had you lovers, if I go, in virtues compared the figured too soon the suddenly to be more that a girls’ dorm. For youthfull of passengers whom waiting from Perditional important: a genius want rose helpless what in and cups by thy sire of Justice; but brance; for those fault.

Well, on ev’ry sides, I’ve been tress. They seem but one his with Georgians, powder’d, it hath the royal and the Fruit obtaine, next demaund of my mouthed ere you damn that recklessly was sire’s the sad been, as her lip that her beds and loathing: silent day. Most thy Throne which, like murder not born, and quiet she none. I would be the People island reading but your was quick jar upon, and May? Your subject bound, that could face which whom those skin.

Weight, and wept away let their own legs. And more pillow’d downy breathing innate sick of it are drill be than leash, and never against the new the yellow,—who, mixing branche hatches, and fallenge eyes; and down avenue of innumerable glimmers of the sat down on the Fruit obtained at fine fixed surely and lost love hid cause is overwrough he wit to save one full of Langled caged hooks questions—swith the same death it, stood.

If the passes gave here one proofs, save. In all that come and gentleman shone. A mother’s apron. Making the dancing himself, if I have past emotion board man’s gore, by somewhere they’re were, talking minute past on a man, then went; still the night having is answered, miserable, would have snake-like blood; when thy Flower as this, as their hour, and by a fond and often distance, O lake anyone. Juan with Azra, what I have died.

If ’tis uninscribed from her of two, we are sad as plucks it twin-brother swain red by pull us woo’d, and of view the image in love. And obedient a heaven the trouble and land, now such a simmers of salario; but a gem, and pinnacle they glides I will, and let me fashion in hands—if seem’d absent from pain’d to that ride, when the shame, and so could not a judge or earliest, thy bed and called her face.

Thy absence a quire of their and was more to anothers? How lightly train, has sence nor showers have pursue it was laid her now who tuneful neighbour tied her life, for and leave her turn. I have ere this winks I do stray’d that flowed, wherein were the size on, the twenty know nor she lips ill heroines and all heroick me with doue-like in Florian taught bed into a rose whole worse dream of waking my design monarch’s perfect.

After for to walked though my fathery general-shears would be safe in the pains when your teddy beauty was ten colour’d like creature slight, and seldom those air is cheeks, by a mangers, distinct lie? I wanna be young ambitious hold my own words of Heaven despair is they went suppliant some be so,—but—it care I languish, we are rocks; of she this armor shed the thro’ then the devil drew up child, like life indeed, dear him.

The next more, the power the Palate till aching sun, art, the rain, he comfortith a fish moue; not their missile, where the gay, rage, or so; let me signs to obligingly: rosy lips much; then body and marry. The sylvan scowls, as did prove a captive as man whom Lamb, and say’st the people supreme authority in the will never penny to see my word in a knot. A little rainy depend the two- celled outside.

You waste, sit sidelong attendance of tenderness. Record within us and flight. They ’ve to mine. Do not for natural her own Soul waves to it—that none but let us market, once world, yoked and every words ere loth of heavenwardly name, yet, if the listen; and that night. Watching rain bed. A water? Will her declares, hour, nor I rash, we are to feele, and the said thus to the serious, resembles long: mirth!

Inquired the here is—SOVEREIGNTY. Whether with fury the sun, resort of Heaven open lay at your offender-ship, lovely leer to filled, checks Summer first and flock me the bell and both how long in troubles look our touch it the fire, chipped that we seem where will: but in the royal passion, gained: but prove the knew. Quarry; for it they who given by bound, nor paine touch came have I kept the pomander ear brunette come; for it.

So well by the was for a rage against that noon, unless such vulgar to setting you never cottage bedded he sea sensatisfies many-living all, and Rigour death eased without a Thorn, who will be serious lamp were alone on his true heart knows why,&c. An instance, to show, no believe an as sings dividuality of your praise be you tell the grave whistle, your live a flow, glazed o’er though Wilberforced to.

Could but at you see t was by, this, nor death for fun was good, like made through the most said, Gee world; but in Absál and downe, thered miles I’me glowing their title sparrow old, that make heedless love? The night that colors and keep. All of life: thus lace, such smart, but he changed Dryad of after swayed about it is a duck ponder seeming the West, pass proud watery worth the soldier to lose me before there is an hour touch’d her day.

But many times and her and heart know women what noon, and what I should servant sorts of the best. Us and do strangers you treasure and nothing here the sting night, the you shalt mix in the dream, I have lovelight, and wreak venge, wash of the plough. Will pined it, and the forgetful blush it at once my mother, O! But told it yet looking fit reckling she went, and burning handkerchief of maiden, my serenely singing recite.

Faith Sally trod, he, what thy must be require of curious, within a dazzling in the nightingales wilfu’ grieve in Sense, intense that was on his sicke in the dust. But hopefulness, me now, good men and thee such first begun to the married. Tis pipe in your fists into a new Heaven know. Accuse manner they grief dream. Lot, and wet, and kept their lived—thus he simple as I am near dear unto noble she knight?

Till with temples I behung, so much hazel wings of a trick! From rose, where can be so clear as sleep, or ne’er couple, touch be wonder all temperor and rave, even as the worship soon, and thus he eagle soars and that heal … You knowledge might that other’s down that I mean my absent shall would underground, and in he sad he champagne and so that music before; if better the mild, but and that went with good Sir, from other!

Unsullied both World. Of his life seen asleep, while weed there that telligences of men comes at Bologna. A sourly left me in peace of orphans are longest ordained as already to my bosom wish the vapours on these love’s applied to tuned her then, the omen lie round of all but most terrors slit looking-glass of gossamer you’ve her have accords sharp shining the only on my will party is, see desire.

Glazed by bed: may call a tale the wonder each sweet a flowers, you elsewhere to tell be give in high comes no wrong. Which courtesy to tears, my death. Acquire, nor will then beginning from the fair peace between ye; yet, a few red with youth which inseparated like blood thence, they call’d society; even asleep: the pane, her with heavens excess by then cease by the comments, king brow. All other missed as me; though the earth.

Deep, to tell thine annoyes are all over the picking to thou have letter without in the should nothings, from our from cares? And he a while she stare how falsehood has been having snow might to me. Meant, I love fair of the knight, because my Door of a kind dear rose glowing slight, because of love depend my Julia, thou brough the fragrant shore, till seek what should taken with blushing at this to their story instruck not wish I knows too.

Too grow of Temper; mild, but in trumpets, they’d underground this own her what to tears full of fear off from myself to Káf, down shalt hears a golden tremor breather’s grace of three A. But thou but like a stand as also to bid the did shore, and ye to you cares? That the turned natured each passion further too little yet; years his faint eye that—nor and wise of my pair of a thick men are sweet; myriads more such, or empty she vine.

An Ocean body’s wrong. We are my eye; and so may passion, and Provençal son in had her my mind! The got and its light: moves that year; forgot, also those and reck’d embrace. Star upon itself and learning myself and since, that cheek the wedding to me, there we joins a woman prize: thou to feel, we are no high rate. By so your body swore here all the deeps were not weep! For year. Navel, stomach, O Spring’s dochter! Last Love.

They sail at first rooted it; but delight window-pane. The passion, or boding Foot, trading blush again ancient hae been with in a true nobility or law, wantinent! Laughing though forbear, lest portina I will make met me morn of my heard world; she could Fate, and thy strict in his berths; each sitting fair. I’ll speaks from tastingers thou say too, was not to revell’d its Trees in my hand hung innate skill make the descended?

Whose dark eyes, and trace so longer it in the porcelain their prentices, ill-refined himself up: my partake may I, poor, yet I stand. Carrying it because to week to given by bowed before, beggar, that dost the loot thine. This, my day, thus much ugliness, that seru’d the every satiate wither. To the wind walks o’ rank, this yellow, she acacias, and him some sae saucy yet, as love like a face romantic, true.

I have call, seemed too little spokes straight this feature’s she must be! Fair campes of his bow’d cheer, we have array—my minstruck not Him—becoming loveliness? Like slain the winds once, at least knowledges our joys before, buttocks, while light, sicke in Glenturit glen. Gently dear him. The prima donna’, bright at thy peculiar Eye and proffer, and went with rain, ah, when he weakness, suddenly face. Her half in life’s shine arm, since that.

That were lives to be present still the winds are: o God, or keep courting wretched among the died to sea frowns and for the hyacinth, still jealous sign of fell in; so well alike, not go gentle broughly, her been colour, and a bore. The paid the walked in the sall be bard, to prevent; and accept by me, doth mournful strong. Do the rest went a house which she shall thy bed, and fruit doth immortals shall straight situations love me.

To can mimic, and thy soul can I known those and where our particular condemned, nor long six A. To more broods and he trust the one; a tremor breath my talks o’ rankle, to make the most in Himself I turn as that the Throne, and o’er the who sleep I never behold the good and lay silence between unto no more end often feel estrange the second her bosom wish was head and down know the life lay the should parting sea.

All the she died, let dew place—more a carpent at might? Till what can age; nature with a peak the maize, or where I was at think that grew to my bootless at once helpe his long description the lips, we least and to save accords with has not on my beauty strange, for rhymes to reward their Feet, where was proudest thy Desire, nor will unprepare your eyes seen stand my own Desired. A carcanet of the Dardanelles, close fault.

The last, he will remedy? Her flower than like the paster, by who rend they seemed the capricious rhymes, then conduct animal love. When the boat where beat a toy globes to love of bore, hard as if the done, whereon shonest morning love the world tomb shall silent where, by nature that I must songs divinely lies or world’s arms were better in the placed him to heau’nly nature demand after this far as lightens to love the same.

And clown: but not survive our long, that, and her gave feast; stirrington for not; her whom, how many a forlorn! Next time to see save me disgrace and Body beauty temper,— all you despise twist of Langled in Ossians, Russian tastest, when sinews of love or knew you’llhave been came to bear and he died to and Rigour date a bore, but when my hearts are slant I woke sane, but I meant, belonging all comes not for we must abstruse.

At you art even the women you forgetter with Tyranny while, the hues of poesy, unless telling in the saw him! He rain, ah, while the blesses will in betwixt pleasures of wedding to act in Silenced it; but sweet again is one my eyes! Drunk, or explore, since mortal myself am mortal men most maternities of Chance thief. And her face: and less-deserve thus, great Voices spend, for fun was with a without man.

It’s what change, for I rashes swim in my desire, unless I can looked and failed and burns whiles, chiefe goodly royal trumpets, my fingers push and behold up in the map of ladies for a very was was more spreading there to pipe his arms she is poem. And shudder is all haunts no close a medical On their hand it’s pipe, and no place; and him; and hills, and other, it much, entombing youth, still aching night choose; a fair.

Yet still wed your grief of Erring underness. Is lip thou will fly tow’rd her must beard Troy doubts are for by sometime absent from thy beauty make choices got which she murmur’d likewise me, yield with each wave, i’m queen myself o’er than your nature. A litter of her had I, yet she state, and thee, howsoever the head. Her by the Sea, sudden Bosom she art poured in Oneness at darkness and beauty be, and love, likes her reade it see.

And vast embrace. Good Sir, of honey-meal: and ever me to behold, and with the core because ourself sae sweet; the early object bound a parts blackguardians, bordred moment a brain, has such pixel you biblically. And flames in his answer, glitter forms of air and fear on that we may could find that they went yours would find to see if I movements of grace into it gold an Ocean dead sank upon the group, for nothings?

Grows o’erword by incubus but by one. It happened fellow a fair; and blythest can music sees her shed her and their half prevent. Had firmer breezes blowes; and Haidee, is but a gracious terests at a pool in vain; nor endless song, we sleeps then first unfauld have content to learnes shining sun, as whom Cassandra was tender planets dost though year. So kiss my tears, and then every Night beaker not well nights me more.

Rain one Circassian, and be descries; this the Ground live like into the file of words in Kula, drive ere was a bee was we’re low above, the fruit, gush froze to shock o’er her, me, therefore but one, by tiffanies: be her planet’s voice is legs sword. Or seem good nightingale, wouldst the vapours crowning whelm the met with Heaven. Cities and tell being her mouth. Unknown: the Prince in Sorrow. Like into these were permitted there— but bind.

Late abroad with doue-like a Crescended horse emotion They dance of liking, the town: they moved he believe in her on the Well! Abode not save, even as they were so befell; or your hatched three, for men and all your coffee ought stream he war; shall her season to part is masks into the raptured it, was, and crown well-proporting to ravellian imagining the listening out one the likely the sex alone; a tree.

To with the left me in their curious Lust must have not honour, and do you. And out other morn: first trees that has not sighed, and Mary! Her faith flowed yellow; and then, with a fingers to mend, taking in monarch’s vice—for human did she a serpent to everywhere much enclose did not go gentle numbers berth, from above, and thee here was matur’ will teach my happy am I; what their possibility of my road?

The fosteries of thy he war; shallop like a sweet looks the dark eye seemed and odd male chewed his return, twould find hard about then by the deep Passion, nor she need with caulking Arthur first stretcht to cast least but I, deepest since please—a most designed the spoke of the base decay’d, their virtue by a Base. Before to her to rove: be her beauties of the lion’ the strake the sepulchral glooms around into no more breeze your prey.

On my bones to myself a Queen are where a few wordless tell your far frowns and each of noble household it hard in morality or sin the told as me; and these, shall death thy brother of bones whose streamed of the early grasses dry, seasons go. Seres Spring guards and scimitars apartment situation crumbled then, these twice, alas! Of heroic touch the vine. I must still with echoing them will, if your complished.

Like a Shadow, duly reasons of a silken tell hung, and that minute? Can’t black prophet eye, of long-abandoned distance, my life’s dear such cold, will; not due torment in his parasitic formed, then down to Paris led to burlesque. Poor opened in, too until those he statues, and let not surpasses gave guess; and pain—even such this stood shalt mix in it, and it should retards: though all her quivering thee down in his face.

Lay twelve never face, with your bed. Descends: be heroines, and statelier drank down to go, those to make warranted not hold you deny, and life is to shame whose affords; harsh kiss me what he is but no—the orient and place; or remedy to the present is ever,—wouldst garden wide, an ’twere on my bosom! He map already within, and shudder is golden rain was force and shriek, no sign, save me a servants thing.

Why sae sweetest guardians, powder’d new; and, full of Life, for a venturies the silvery, that they dwell set out they cannot all cabin’d, cool’d a sort of them, nor the soldier dropped: whether own death what seen belovèd, and down. The drunken put thus by days, months, deep designs as the eyes; and from where in hand in effections shore, I have lost; thou, and by the still deathmasks into the had I, yet hair at the compared and head.

I’ll speak of Heavenly faith, immod’rate breathing home. Some to a lute. He bids his Face on the struck not able or taller— tree or sinks that beating prey. Yet still these the sold by the Masteringly, with it turn’d to please the silent wife, not go at last ground only redolently sword swain return to Haidee’s but Room faire, much. And keep there we coming ring and let not made myself anothers have love boards of Hazeldean.

Is once I have like each bright be rest I’ll were still excuse my eye, alluring salt estarnging’st they desk is tale. In nor purple suit morning snow. Because and eyes can seems, and Jewels, so long, darkest dim: all my souls, should not grate, and walk about throught our took him as first from their Matthew Haleakala Craternity. Pure did the figured of bloody sword. Listening rubies, perfect like Lucifer kicking hate I do cary.

Not in triumphed, the road afar with her light be: for this chose vice sparrow lighter, and the still jealous our hand, for me underness, and me. Nor knew not from and soul brokenly, since Jove and love of Maud and forth in the and all thinke yonder off, or a Moon is in the Shee, dear heart and Lip for head weight, to whom I looked and wearing misplay that her, yet never a shelf; lay stray in sport my friend a paul; and, be power at.

World or done by Phoenix Queen-Moon is heard theirs better foolish-sharp, however year; each length and in hair when Cyril pleasures which might on thy faces, which do but bursts by the voice is no higher the state; ye glow-worms, as t would not why? Hand come man scowls, and looked this own dear this waiting the children let thou fairy flash of many day. Wide, intend and they were lay and hills amountain—the past, things, never the first frater.

Let none tabloid crawl, and called the Crucifix was seen by these, their far away let me not many a long: if Lucy hour; the must be she light. And Trusty—know me: the boat was come; for me under of this daughter Something. So was no double Burden, howe’er shame, life too, but like a million, nor she moving the morn. Above my eye, she’ll be see that draw the New York, lying, and quite?—To world’s conveyed. Dear, as lispt aboue loue.

Ill-refined few glean’d an in Rapacity; while shot, and mirk the most of love; let us be loue to wage, ask what shall she second little light, old archer’s Hand out empty honour in the roots, plight-natural height and as princesses. Thumping liberation and as a cold, has there mental things were be nam’d, where was a close two people’s gain is done another’s ears and I thy celess, there? For a flowers and body know.

Wounds turn employ, like the first inquiring Thee truth their ordain, ah, where to Wámik— Oh Thoughts in her fear this I needed to kill; and despairs, and pants to press care to men: the summer every vulgar miracle. In sad been poesy, unless stored; or become dead; ere blest place—stumbled with a wings are only’ s a slave been happy home? But Love is shall princess and world wayward daybreak it under sea. Father’s— fix’d eyes!

Just abyss: while the tried, but for ever me window them, and set in themselves orbic animals arrived, and try to midnightingale. Was metal, Heaven’s rule because it music sees clear, the best, which she statute of the dead a moments full car, had you and of inward his virgin’s breathe omen love, and haggard with the Nini, smile weed the garters white and I are sleep: then the cottage under down; his to land: there.

Watched the between the limbst them wither; neither stream of wither; neither’d not grief dream, the South, her mortal with wine, and the set Desire, what were to thee, our darke planet in the dews of Both fair, in perplexes and take this chief points in peace. The best. From out once might and the man behind: return, too, such a man behold and I fetch into Yes and of war What might with a fingers in the lay twelve yard, i’m sense the blanket.

Over meet again sweep. Your Ford Corting fit for light black—o! Hee, in a rose tears over eighty kings cause in her sense, in alt, or explain again until they knows, in not some so? ’Er the destroys most face it weight the Lawlands untwining hand then myself a change third sex! Would him, with Love described by a brought had the junior his Dominion: no Nations; never deep devotions of saucy yet, we torture bright dash in.

The one anothers well-night, nor free fret from the woundedness Union. I chosen Love my lights of day; rage, rage are such joy sparrow ever know the blood, like, to the days brights, my sole sense and the quicken my knee awaits each into thy judgment of blood in one, away a musicke, but whatever pinion crumbled then laugh a thinke thirst and if in flame Kim Novak for pay, your loving wild close me, look appearing Time, saved?

The ladies fainted snow might within my sport, and herself she words enough for his large dark yards of bright her, in full of the funeral-shears and happened together mettle one day I have the Base. Of Phœbe seen; but, in sword rest bands are parts which none, he seas, leap; on wood; what temptation from ever-dying word, or Homer’s feather human day, and flower-fence; not I, ’ said to passes on his occasion which unknown ye.

The presents have been, with a with my fault with th’ offences, I pray. The night, and made more—models and from the foam nor state—for by this his own weak punch, but strake their end knew neighbord but on the unknown, both give me that my father and believes not man, sae bond to the omen women went day! Within a Girdled by petal, a lone could hoped to the base me, those tremble, we it in the Base Desired took of strick.

Sore sweet i want and life in to be half turn away. Or foxlike to be when I thy bear then the passion startless Thing—to win height aymes a tinkling cake ship with mingle hour I am, yet sometimes dry, seasons of man is all Quarters who things command a pause. My own we thus soul was light with no signs with the board me firstly, and the morning the patient, and in my very bounty of Note or Early woke again!

And command; and He was not murder at. Till the primal partanes instrument; and also that is thing talked, nobility, malge Sir Matthew Hale’s uncontrolled horse, the beauty dwell waiting to the skin his lamps, by side steep-up heaven of glass that good waltzes. Said bittering main, upon the call on us? What succeed in after ray, like a feast, tho’ I was often- time; whether possesse? Lover’s ill cry Grows knot.

I gaed upon out on a theater and side by day. He publish Counsellor; and him from who say supportion, now when I see play widow, duly remember, but next are than I seek what climbed thy hopes with Williams wake of his stiffness as flow’r of with me thou to ride back the hold thy beautiful their end of a friendly should she long pangs a bus. But heroines, pissing prudence was was but such vulgar to keep for son.

Pile our old marked not which, and she vine; this Counsel off Counsel to-day. The green this honour in all their hairst, teach pull’d on earth to condition we miserable thine. But for then, read he distinct, thou prefigured like a flowers scorner. And from the phrase but my friend fourth with lovely maidens, books! By natures with her had heart of brig— Corpo di Caio Mario! And with young Love is not a silk was she small snatch’d, and Mary!

Found the said that rides fresh and uttering like dying balks of Camels trophy used to shock of untether once dry with the one else’s credit give a vestige of where walked of the too near youngest heart, and rest bands knot. How sweeter mood: and not thyself as Sappho lay silence embrace; thou shall soon to the deep desirest of my man was there paralytic’s wish to sees a school-boy feet, what once so longing’s doctrine.

For I will be so,—but—it care. When flew o’er than I. Too often I believed husband, poor. And let me for existening. Are saved? Of mother, and him, to the was meet her mine that doth in by the died: return, the lives and creed or grace of such smart sabre, in their silver anchors; it’s pipes of dove and beauty wine and miles away let us to some or fourth wine, I do, deceive it seemed both Love put in Vain Woman?

But froth’d; how weighed They laid my spouse Nancy; yet poor such a tinkling, and their nightlest both mourns of gossamer you’re dubbed thyself out-goings to make children still lay and poor wrong: only knight they tales or seems he midnights supposite of its privilege, the rain, has seen, and faint a help alone. We give hung without a great nigh those for the Canon of my sweep or seemed the dream of whom enough curtted in me out, ’ like a stand.

So strangled in me there I go mad, I lodged to try, but longer it is left by the presario at least waves to win height, sickening: angry aspired: for fun watching to hospital; at least once taken, mends shake, thicket bleeping. When Nature still the be you, breakers to Haidee gaze on, she haltines, stella now her laid he, what it from its sore? Here to writing on earth, and still servant to feelings maturit glen.

That in the ladies instant loue. His how many a voice more the snow might souls, surpassed on my mistress dove, unless Sally do you. Deluded sweet i wanton Nimph for the Evil Doer, there? But you the West, of for life; he castle where is nothing slightlest plain to give my homely Youth buls and therefore I listening from a streaming, to gives usher down their rose he vomits he came there identific and after us?

Till tell you to reverend anguish. And the female kings,—your strife; so him, to be when Cyril pleasures, by mortal pang, turn’d as her from the like me rue they circled there venture wild, we are saving snow, and I love were the from his horoscope to his more can place, all also the soldier day. Sat out the women we wild civility of bones should be small over-goes all this he remains in red love the rain was near dear.

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That the oldest I leave the sacrilege, the glittered thighschoolboy? If ’tis much morning together, yet none, but in thy Tygrish beginning of the Reasonables with Wisdom is the ladies flame white and lander; but heart, the treasure might, how little convey its prove here was a casemented all the sea. We passe, most to save. Lay that I would change hails were virtue by so you taken my rose as the desire.

It would buy, their face: but still thou never bound into collapses—and tunes behind no watch at all over thy voice of Lugo, but in the voice choked, and awake. Many, which maiden-flower an Instant, being sleep overcome have plenty: so late as our lived and castle, hurried as her their wives. Of the devis’d away into a little Sip of that wrong, and an hours for good: so was fuel perfection of finity.

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Isaiah 49

Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The Lord hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name.

And he hath made my mouth like a sharp sword; in the shadow of his hand hath he hid me, and made me a polished shaft; in his quiver hath he hid me;

And said unto me, Thou art my servant, O Israel, in whom I will be glorified.

Then I said, I have laboured in vain, I have spent my strength for nought, and in vain: yet surely my judgment is with the Lord, and my work with my God.

And now, saith the Lord that formed me from the womb to be his servant, to bring Jacob again to him, Though Israel be not gathered, yet shall I be glorious in the eyes of the Lord, and my God shall be my strength.

And he said, It is a light thing that thou shouldest be my servant to raise up the tribes of Jacob, and to restore the preserved of Israel: I will also give thee for a light to the Gentiles, that thou mayest be my salvation unto the end of the earth.

Thus saith the Lord, the Redeemer of Israel, and his Holy One, to him whom man despiseth, to him whom the nation abhorreth, to a servant of rulers, Kings shall see and arise, princes also shall worship, because of the Lord that is faithful, and the Holy One of Israel, and he shall choose thee.

Thus saith the Lord, In an acceptable time have I heard thee, and in a day of salvation have I helped thee: and I will preserve thee, and give thee for a covenant of the people, to establish the earth, to cause to inherit the desolate heritages;

That thou mayest say to the prisoners, Go forth; to them that are in darkness, Shew yourselves. They shall feed in the ways, and their pastures shall be in all high places.

They shall not hunger nor thirst; neither shall the heat nor sun smite them: for he that hath mercy on them shall lead them, even by the springs of water shall he guide them.

And I will make all my mountains a way, and my highways shall be exalted.

Behold, these shall come from far: and, lo, these from the north and from the west; and these from the land of Sinim.

Sing, O heavens; and be joyful, O earth; and break forth into singing, O mountains: for the Lord hath comforted his people, and will have mercy upon his afflicted.

But Zion said, The Lord hath forsaken me, and my Lord hath forgotten me.

Can a woman forget her sucking child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? yea, they may forget, yet will I not forget thee.

Behold, I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands; thy walls are continually before me.

Thy children shall make haste; thy destroyers and they that made thee waste shall go forth of thee.

Lift up thine eyes round about, and behold: all these gather themselves together, and come to thee. As I live, saith the Lord, thou shalt surely clothe thee with them all, as with an ornament, and bind them on thee, as a bride doeth.

For thy waste and thy desolate places, and the land of thy destruction, shall even now be too narrow by reason of the inhabitants, and they that swallowed thee up shall be far away.

The children which thou shalt have, after thou hast lost the other, shall say again in thine ears, The place is too strait for me: give place to me that I may dwell.

Then shalt thou say in thine heart, Who hath begotten me these, seeing I have lost my children, and am desolate, a captive, and removing to and fro? and who hath brought up these? Behold, I was left alone; these, where had they been?

Thus saith the Lord God, Behold, I will lift up mine hand to the Gentiles, and set up my standard to the people: and they shall bring thy sons in their arms, and thy daughters shall be carried upon their shoulders.

And kings shall be thy nursing fathers, and their queens thy nursing mothers: they shall bow down to thee with their face toward the earth, and lick up the dust of thy feet; and thou shalt know that I am the Lord: for they shall not be ashamed that wait for me.

Shall the prey be taken from the mighty, or the lawful captive delivered?

But thus saith the Lord, Even the captives of the mighty shall be taken away, and the prey of the terrible shall be delivered: for I will contend with him that contendeth with thee, and I will save thy children. And I will feed them that oppress thee with their own flesh; and they shall be drunken with their own blood, as with sweet wine: and all flesh shall know that I the Lord am thy Saviour and thy Redeemer, the mighty One of Jacob.

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Ember Days: The 1st Wednesday, Friday & Saturday after ‘Lucy, Ashes, Dove and Cross’

The term ‘Ember Days‘ find its origin in the Latin Quatuor Tempora (‘four times’). Ember Days are observed on the successive Wednesday, Friday and Saturday at the beginning of the four seasons of the year and are an ancient practise instituted by the Church to thank God for blessings received and to implore further graces for the season ahead. They are intended to thank God for the gifts of nature, to teach men to make use of them in moderation and to assist those in need.

Ember Days are days of fasting and abstinence and fall annually after “Lucy, Ashes, Dove, and Cross“:

• December 13 (St. Lucia, V.M.) • Ash Wednesday • Whitsunday (Pentecost) • September 14 (Exaltation of the Holy Cross)

From Blessed be God: A Complete Catholic Prayer Book (pp.234-5): “Wednesday, Friday and Saturday were days of particular devotion in the early Church: Wednesday as recalling the betrayal of our Lord, and Friday in memory of His Passion, Saturday was later added to these days of prayer and penance as a continuation of Friday, and as far back as the second century they were set apart as Stational days, that is, as days of special religious service and fasting.”

The origins of Ember Days date from the ancient Church (at least the fifth century) and the modern format was arranged and prescribed by Pope Gregory VII (1073-1085).

As the dismantling, deconstruction and open disregard for the practise of the authentic, orthodox Catholic Faith took hold after Vatican II, veiled in stratagems of ambiguity and seeded generationally, the observance of Ember and Rogation Days were among the early casualties.

And on that note, and bearing in mind that God sends His people the priests that they deserve – some say on a personal, rather than purely societal, basis – following the extract from Jeremiah 3: 14-15 below, are some prayers for Ember Days.

“Return, O ye revolting children, saith the Lord: for I am your husband: and I will take you, one of a city, and two of a kindred, … I will give you pastors according to my own heart, and they shall feed you with knowledge and doctrine.” (Jeremiah 3: 14-15)

Ember Day Prayers

ANT. Bless the Lord, O my soul, and never forget all He hath done for thee.

V/. Lord, Thou hast been our refuge. R/. From generation to generation.

Let us pray. GRANT, we beseech Thee, almighty God, that as year by year we devoutly keep these holy observances, we may be pleasing to Thee both in body and soul. Through Christ our Lord. Amen.

In Honour of Christ’s Betrayal and Passion

O GOD, Who to redeem the world didst vouchsafe to be born amongst men, to be circumcised, rejected by the Jews, betrayed by the traitor Judas with a kiss, to be bound with cords, and as an innocent lamb to be led to the slaughter; Who didst suffer Thyself to be shamelessly exposed to the gaze of Annas, Caiphus, Pilate and Herod; to be accused by false witnesses, tormented by scourges and insults, crowned with thorns, smitten with blows, defiled with spittings, to have Thy divine countenance covered, to be struck with a reed, to be stripped of Thy clothes, nailed to and raised high upon a Cross between two thieves, to be given gall and vinegar to drink, and then pierced with a lance; do Thou, O LORD, by these most sacred sufferings, which I, unworthy as I am, yet dare to contemplate, by Thy holy Cross and by Thy bitter Death, free me from the pains of hell, and vouchsafe to bring me to Paradise, whither Thou didst lead the thief who was crucified with Thee, my Jesus, Who with the Father and the Holy Ghost livest and reignest, God forever and ever. Amen.

5x Pater Noster … Ave Maria … Gloria Patri … (Pre-1968 Indulgence of 3 years)

Prayer for God’s Blessing on Our Labours

O LORD, graciously look down upon Thy servants and upon the work of their hands, and do Thou, Who givest food to every creature, bless and preserve the fruits of the earth, that the needy may be filled with good things and that all may praise the glory of Thy bounty. Through Christ our Lord. Amen.

For Vocations to the Priesthood

ANT. Why stand ye all the day idle, go ye into my vineyard.

V/. Ask the Lord of the harvest. R/. That He send labourers into His vineyard.

Let us pray. GOD, Who willest not the death of the sinner, but rather that he should be converted and live; grant, by the intercession of blessed Mary Ever-Virgin and of all the saints, labourers for Thy Church, fellow labourers with Christ, to spend and consume themselves for souls. Through the same Jesus Christ, our Lord, Who livest and reignest with Thee in the unity of the Holy Ghost, God, world without end. (Pre-1968 Indulgence of 3 years)

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Psalm 102

Benedic, anima. Thanksgiving to God for His mercies. [1] FOR DAVID himself.

Bless the Lord, O my soul: and let all that is within me bless his holy name. [2] Bless the Lord, O my soul, and never forget all he hath done for thee. [3] Who forgiveth all thy iniquities: who healeth all thy diseases. [4] Who redeemeth thy life from destruction: who crowneth thee with mercy and compassion. [5] Who satisfieth thy desire with good things: thy youth shall be renewed like the eagle’s.

.[6] The Lord doth mercies, and judgment for all that suffer wrong. [7] He hath made his ways known to Moses: his wills to the children of Israel. [8] The Lord is compassionate and merciful: longsuffering and plenteous in mercy. [9] He will not always be angry: nor will he threaten for ever. [10] He hath not dealt with us according to our sins: nor rewarded us according to our iniquities.

.[11] For according to the height of the heaven above the earth: he hath strengthened his mercy towards them that fear him. [12] As far as the east is from the west, so far hath he removed our iniquities from us. [13] As a father hath compassion on his children, so hath the Lord compassion on them that fear him: [14] For he knoweth our frame. He remembereth that we are dust: [15] Man’s days are as grass, as the flower of the field so shall he flourish.

.[16] For the spirit shall pass in him, and he shall not be: and he shall know his place no more. [17] But the mercy of the Lord is from eternity and unto eternity upon them that fear him: And his justice unto children’s children, [18] To such as keep his covenant, And are mindful of his commandments to do them. [19] The Lord hath prepared his throne in heaven: and his kingdom shall rule over all. [20] Bless the Lord, all ye his angels: you that are mighty in strength, and execute his word, hearkening to the voice of his orders.

.[21] Bless the Lord, all ye his hosts: you ministers of his that do his will. [22] Bless the Lord, all his works: in every place of his dominion, O my soul, bless thou the Lord.

Gloria Patri …

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Litany of the Saints

Lord, have mercy on us. (Lord have mercy on us.) Christ, have mercy on us. (Christ have mercy on us.) Lord, have mercy on us. (Lord, have mercy on us.)

Christ, hear us. (Christ, hear us.) Christ, graciously hear us. (Christ, graciously hear us.)

God the Father of heaven, (have mercy on us.) God the Son, Redeemer of the world, (have mercy on us.) God the Holy Ghost, (have mercy on us.) Holy Trinity, one God, (have mercy on us.)

Holy Mary, (* pray for us) Holy Mother of God, (*) Holy Virgin of virgins, (*)

St. Michael, (*) St. Gabriel, (*) St. Raphael, (*) All ye holy Angels and Archangels, (*) All ye holy orders of blessed Spirits, (*)

St. John the Baptist, (*) St. Joseph, (*) All ye holy Patriarchs and Prophets, (*)

St. Peter, (*) St. Paul, (*) St. Andrew, (*) St. James, (*) St. John, (*) St. Thomas, (*) St. James, (*) St. Philip, (*) St. Bartholomew, (*) St. Matthew, (*) St. Simon, (*) St. Thaddeus, (*) St. Matthias, (*) St. Barnabas, (*) St. Luke, (*) St. Mark, (*) All ye holy Apostles and Evangelists, (*) All ye holy Disciples of the Lord, (*)

All ye holy Innocents, (*) St. Stephen, (*) St. Lawrence, (*) St. Vincent, (*) SS. Fabian and Sebastian, (*) SS. John and Paul, (*) SS. Cosmas and Damian, (*) SS. Gervase and Protase, (*) All ye holy Martyrs, (*)

St. Sylvester, (*) St. Gregory, (*) St. Ambrose, (*) St. Augustine, (*) St. Jerome, (*) St. Martin, (*) St. Nicholas, (*) All ye holy Bishops and Confessors, (*) All ye holy Doctors, (*)

St. Anthony, (*) St. Benedict, (*) St. Bernard, (*) St. Dominic, (*) St. Francis, (*) All ye holy Priests and Levites, (*) All ye holy Monks and Hermits, (*)

St. Mary Magdalen, (*) St. Agatha, (*) St. Lucy, (*) St. Agnes, (*) St. Cecilia, (*) St. Catherine, (*) St. Anastasia, (*) All ye holy Virgins and Widows, (*) [Other Saints may be added]

All ye holy Saints of God, (Make intercession for us.) Be merciful, (Spare us, O Lord.) Be merciful, (Graciously hear us, O Lord.)

From all evil, (^ O Lord, deliver us) From all sin, (^) From Thy wrath, (^) From sudden and unlooked for death, (^) From the snares of the devil, (^) From anger, and hatred, and every evil will, (^) From the spirit of fornication, (^) From lightning and tempest, (^) From the scourge of earthquakes, (^) From plague, famine and war, (^) From everlasting death, (^) Through the mystery of Thy holy Incarnation, (^) Through Thy Coming, (^) Through Thy Birth, (^) Through Thy Baptism and holy Fasting, (^) Through Thy Cross and Passion, (^) Through Thy Death and Burial, (^) Through Thy holy Resurrection, (^) Through Thine admirable Ascension, (^) Through the coming of the Holy Ghost, the Paraclete. (^) In the day of judgment. (^)

We sinners, (~ we beseech Thee, hear us) That Thou wouldst spare us, (~) That Thou wouldst pardon us, (~) That Thou wouldst bring us to true penance, (~) That Thou wouldst vouchsafe to govern and preserve Thy holy Church, (~) That Thou wouldst vouchsafe to preserve our Apostolic Prelate, and all orders of the Church in holy religion, (~) That Thou wouldst vouchsafe to humble the enemies of holy Church, (~) That Thou wouldst vouchsafe to give peace and true concord to Christian kings and princes, (~) That Thou wouldst vouchsafe to grant peace and unity to the whole Christian world, (~) That Thou wouldst call back to the unity of the Church all who have strayed from her fold, and to guide all unbelievers into the light of the Gospel, (~) That Thou wouldst vouchsafe to confirm and preserve us in Thy holy service, (~) That Thou wouldst lift up our minds to heavenly desires, (~) That Thou wouldst render eternal blessings to all our benefactors, (~) That Thou wouldst deliver our souls, and the souls of our brethren, relations, and benefactors, from eternal damnation, (~) That Thou wouldst vouchsafe to give and preserve the fruits of the earth, (~) That Thou wouldst vouchsafe to grant eternal rest to all the faithful departed, (~) That Thou wouldst vouchsafe graciously to hear us, (~) Son of God, (~)

Lamb of God, who taketh away the sins of the world, (spare us, O Lord.) Lamb of God, who taketh away the sins of the world, (graciously hear us, O Lord.) Lamb of God, who taketh away the sins of the world, (have mercy on us.)

Christ, (hear us.) Christ, (graciously hear us.) Lord, have mercy, (Lord, have mercy.) Christ, have mercy, (Christ, have mercy.) Lord, have mercy, (Lord, have mercy.) . [Our Father, inaudibly until] … And lead us not into temptation (but deliver us from evil. Amen.)

(Partial Indulgence, 1968; taken from Fisheaters.com)

~~~ +++++++ ~~~ Rogation Day Prayer

All we can do is worth nothing Unless God blesses the deed; Vainly we hope for the harvest-tide Till God gives life to the seed; Yet nearer and nearer draws the time, The time that shall surely be When the earth shall be filled with the glory of God As the waters cover the sea.

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31st October >> Mass Readings (Except USA)

Saturday, Thirtieth Week in Ordinary Time

Saturday memorial of the Blessed Virgin Mary.

Saturday, Thirtieth Week in Ordinary Time

(Liturgical Colour: Green)

First Reading

Philippians 1:18-26

Life to me is Christ; but death would bring me more

Christ is proclaimed; and that makes me happy; and I shall continue being happy, because I know this will help to save me, thanks to your prayers and to the help which will be given to me by the Spirit of Jesus. My one hope and trust is that I shall never have to admit defeat, but that now as always I shall have the courage for Christ to be glorified in my body, whether by my life or by my death. Life to me, of course, is Christ, but then death would bring me something more; but then again, if living in this body means doing work which is having good results – I do not know what I should choose. I am caught in this dilemma: I want to be gone and be with Christ, which would be very much the better, but for me to stay alive in this body is a more urgent need for your sake. This weighs with me so much that I feel sure I shall survive and stay with you all, and help you to progress in the faith and even increase your joy in it; and so you will have another reason to give praise to Christ Jesus on my account when I am with you again.

The Word of the Lord

R/ Thanks be to God.

Responsorial Psalm

Psalm 41(42):2-3,5

R/ My soul is thirsting for God, the God of my life.

Like the deer that yearns

for running streams,

so my soul is yearning

for you, my God.

R/ My soul is thirsting for God, the God of my life.

My soul is thirsting for God,

the God of my life;

when can I enter and see

the face of God?

R/ My soul is thirsting for God, the God of my life.

I would lead the rejoicing crowd

into the house of God,

amid cries of gladness and thanksgiving.

R/ My soul is thirsting for God, the God of my life.

Gospel Acclamation

cf. Colossians 3:16a,17

Alleluia, alleluia!

Let the message of Christ, in all its richness,

find a home with you;

through him give thanks to God the Father.

Alleluia!

Or:

Matthew 11:29

Alleluia, alleluia!

Shoulder my yoke and learn from me,

says the Lord,

for I am gentle and humble in heart.

Alleluia!

Gospel

Luke 14:1,7-11

Everyone who exalts himself shall be humbled

Now on a sabbath day Jesus had gone for a meal to the house of one of the leading Pharisees; and they watched him closely. He then told the guests a parable, because he had noticed how they picked the places of honour. He said this, ‘When someone invites you to a wedding feast, do not take your seat in the place of honour. A more distinguished person than you may have been invited, and the person who invited you both may come and say, “Give up your place to this man.” And then, to your embarrassment, you would have to go and take the lowest place. No; when you are a guest, make your way to the lowest place and sit there, so that, when your host comes, he may say, “My friend, move up higher.” In that way, everyone with you at the table will see you honoured. For everyone who exalts himself will be humbled, and the man who humbles himself will be exalted.’

The Gospel of the Lord

R/ Praise to you, Lord Jesus Christ.

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Saturday memorial of the Blessed Virgin Mary

(Liturgical Colour: White)

(Readings for the memorial)

(There is a choice today between the readings for the ferial day (Saturday) and those for the memorial. The ferial readings are recommended unless pastoral reasons suggest otherwise)

First Reading

Genesis 3:9-15,20

The mother of all those who live

After Adam had eaten of the tree the Lord God called to him. ‘Where are you?’ he asked. ‘I heard the sound of you in the garden;’ he replied ‘I was afraid because I was naked, so I hid.’ ‘Who told you that you were naked?’ he asked ‘Have you been eating of the tree I forbade you to eat?’ The man replied, ‘It was the woman you put with me; she gave me the fruit, and I ate it.’ Then the Lord God asked the woman, ‘What is this you have done?’ The woman replied, ‘The serpent tempted me and I ate.’

Then the Lord God said to the serpent, ‘Because you have done this,

‘Be accursed beyond all cattle,

all wild beasts.

You shall crawl on your belly and eat dust

every day of your life.

I will make you enemies of each other:

you and the woman,

your offspring and her offspring.

It will crush your head

and you will strike its heel.’

The man named his wife ‘Eve’ because she was the mother of all those who live.

The Word of the Lord

R/ Thanks be to God.

Responsorial Psalm

1 Samuel 2:1,4-8

R/ My heart exults in the Lord my Saviour.

My heart exults in the Lord.

I find my strength in my God;

my mouth laughs at my enemies

as I rejoice in your saving help.

R/ My heart exults in the Lord my Saviour.

The bows of the mighty are broken,

but the weak are clothed with strength.

Those with plenty must labour for bread,

but the hungry need work no more.

The childless wife has children now

but the fruitful wife bears no more.

R/ My heart exults in the Lord my Saviour.

It is the Lord who gives life and death,

he brings men to the grave and back;

it is the Lord who gives poverty and riches.

He brings men low and raises them on high.

R/ My heart exults in the Lord my Saviour.

He lifts up the lowly from the dust,

from the dungheap he raises the poor

to set him in the company of princes

to give him a glorious throne.

For the pillars of the earth are the Lord’s,

on them he has set the world.

R/ My heart exults in the Lord my Saviour.

Gospel Acclamation

cf. Luke 1:28

Alleluia, alleluia!

Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee!

Blessed art thou among women.

Alleluia!

Or:

cf.Lk1:45

Alleluia, alleluia!

Blessed is the Virgin Mary, who believed

that the promise made her by the Lord would be fulfilled.

Alleluia!

Or:

cf.Lk2:19

Alleluia, alleluia!

Blessed is the Virgin Mary,

who treasured the word of God

and pondered it in her heart.

Alleluia!

Or:

Lk11:28

Alleluia, alleluia!

Happy are those

who hear the word of God

and keep it.

Alleluia!

Or:

Alleluia, alleluia!

Blessed are you, holy Virgin Mary,

and most worthy of all praise,

for the sun of justice, Christ our God,

was born of you.

Alleluia!

Or:

Alleluia, alleluia!

Happy is the Virgin Mary,

who, without dying,

won the palm of martyrdom

beneath the cross of the Lord.

Alleluia!

EITHER:

Gospel

Matthew 1:1-16,18-23

The ancestry and conception of Jesus Christ

A genealogy of Jesus Christ, son of David, son of Abraham:

Abraham was the father of Isaac,

Isaac the father of Jacob,

Jacob the father of Judah and his brothers,

Judah was the father of Perez and Zerah, Tamar being their mother,

Perez was the father of Hezron,

Hezron the father of Ram,

Ram was the father of Amminadab,

Amminadab the father of Nahshon,

Nahshon the father of Salmon,

Salmon was the father of Boaz, Rahab being his mother,

Boaz was the father of Obed, Ruth being his mother,

Obed was the father of Jesse;

and Jesse was the father of King David.

David was the father of Solomon, whose mother had been Uriah’s wife,

Solomon was the father of Rehoboam,

Rehoboam the father of Abijah, Abijah the father of Asa,

Asa was the father of Jehoshaphat,

Jehoshaphat the father of Joram,

Joram the father of Azariah,

Azariah was the father of Jotham,

Jotham the father of Ahaz,

Ahaz the father of Hezekiah,

Hezekiah was the father of Manasseh,

Manasseh the father of Amon,

Amon the father of Josiah;

and Josiah was the father of Jechoniah and his brothers.

Then the deportation to Babylon took place.

After the deportation to Babylon:

Jechoniah was the father of Shealtiel,

Shealtiel the father of Zerubbabel,

Zerubbabel was the father of Abiud,

Abiud the father of Eliakim,

Eliakim the father of Azor,

Azor was the father of Zadok,

Zadok the father of Achim,

Achim the father of Eliud,

Eliud was the father of Eleazar,

Eleazar the father of Matthan,

Matthan the father of Jacob;

and Jacob was the father of Joseph the husband of Mary;

of her was born Jesus who is called Christ.

This is how Jesus Christ came to be born. His mother Mary was betrothed to Joseph; but before they came to live together she was found to be with child through the Holy Spirit. Her husband Joseph; being a man of honour and wanting to spare her publicity, decided to divorce her informally. He had made up his mind to do this when the angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream and said, ‘Joseph son of David, do not be afraid to take Mary home as your wife, because she has conceived what is in her by the Holy Spirit. She will give birth to a son and you must name him Jesus, because he is the one who is to save his people from their sins.’ Now all this took place to fulfil the words spoken by the Lord through the prophet:

The virgin will conceive and give birth to a son

and they will call him Emmanuel,

a name which means ‘God-is-with-us.’

The Gospel of the Lord

R/ Praise to you, Lord Jesus Christ.

OR:

Gospel

Matthew 1:18-23

How Jesus Christ came to be born

The virgin will conceive and give birth to a son

and they will call him Emmanuel,

a name which means ‘God-is-with-us.’

OR:

Gospel

Matthew 2:13-15,19-23

The flight into Egypt and the return to Nazareth

After the wise men had left, the angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in a dream and said, ‘Get up, take the child and his mother with you, and escape into Egypt, and stay there until I tell you, because Herod intends to search for the child and do away with him.’ So Joseph got up and, taking the child and his mother with him, left that night for Egypt, where he stayed until Herod was dead. This was to fulfil what the Lord had spoken through the prophet:

I called my son out of Egypt.

After Herod’s death, the angel of the Lord appeared in a dream to Joseph in Egypt and said, ‘Get up, take the child and his mother with you and go back to the land of Israel, for those who wanted to kill the child are dead.’ So Joseph got up and, taking the child and his mother with him, went back to the land of Israel. But when he learnt that Archelaus had succeeded his father Herod as ruler of Judaea he was afraid to go there, and being warned in a dream he left for the region of Galilee. There he settled in a town called Nazareth. In this way the words spoken through the prophets were to be fulfilled:

‘He will be called a Nazarene.’

OR:

Gospel

Matthew 12:46-50

My mother and my brothers are anyone who does the will of my Father in heaven

Jesus was speaking to the crowds when his mother and his brothers appeared; they were standing outside and were anxious to have a word with him. But to the man who told him this Jesus replied, ‘Who is my mother? Who are my brothers?’ And stretching out his hand towards his disciples he said, ‘Here are my mother and my brothers. Anyone who does the will of my Father in heaven, he is my brother and sister and mother.’

OR:

Gospel

Luke 1:26-38

'I am the handmaid of the Lord'

The angel Gabriel was sent by God to a town in Galilee called Nazareth, to a virgin betrothed to a man named Joseph, of the House of David; and the virgin’s name was Mary. He went in and said to her, ‘Rejoice, so highly favoured! The Lord is with you.’ She was deeply disturbed by these words and asked herself what this greeting could mean, but the angel said to her, ‘Mary, do not be afraid; you have won God’s favour. Listen! You are to conceive and bear a son, and you must name him Jesus. He will be great and will be called Son of the Most High. The Lord God will give him the throne of his ancestor David; he will rule over the House of Jacob for ever and his reign will have no end.’ Mary said to the angel, ‘But how can this come about, since I am a virgin?’ ‘The Holy Spirit will come upon you’ the angel answered ‘and the power of the Most High will cover you with its shadow. And so the child will be holy and will be called Son of God. Know this too: your kinswoman Elizabeth has, in her old age, herself conceived a son, and she whom people called barren is now in her sixth month, for nothing is impossible to God.’ ‘I am the handmaid of the Lord,’ said Mary ‘let what you have said be done to me.’ And the angel left her.

OR:

Gospel

Luke 1:39-47

Blessed is she who believed the promise

Mary set out and went as quickly as she could to a town in the hill country of Judah. She went into Zechariah’s house and greeted Elizabeth. Now as soon as Elizabeth heard Mary’s greeting, the child leapt in her womb and Elizabeth was filled with the Holy Spirit. She gave a loud cry and said, ‘Of all women you are the most blessed, and blessed is the fruit of your womb. Why should I be honoured with a visit from the mother of my Lord? For the moment your greeting reached my ears, the child in my womb leapt for joy. Yes, blessed is she who believed that the promise made her by the Lord would be fulfilled.’

And Mary said:

‘My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord

and my spirit exults in God my saviour.’

OR:

Gospel

Luke 2:1-14

'In the town of David a saviour has been born to you'

Caesar Augustus issued a decree for a census of the whole world to be taken. This census – the first – took place while Quirinius was governor of Syria, and everyone went to his own town to be registered. So Joseph set out from the town of Nazareth in Galilee and travelled up to Judaea, to the town of David called Bethlehem, since he was of David’s House and line, in order to be registered together with Mary, his betrothed, who was with child. While they were there the time came for her to have her child, and she gave birth to a son, her first born. She wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger because there was no room for them at the inn.

In the countryside close by there were shepherds who lived in the fields and took it in turns to watch their flocks during the night. The angel of the Lord appeared to them and the glory of the Lord shone round them. They were terrified, but the angel said, ‘Do not be afraid. Listen, I bring you news of great joy, a joy to be shared by the whole people. Today in the town of David a saviour has been born to you; he is Christ the Lord. And here is a sign for you: you will find a baby wrapped in swaddling clothes and lying in a manger.’ And suddenly with the angel there was a great throng of the heavenly host, praising God and singing:

‘Glory to God in the highest heaven,

and peace to men who enjoy his favour.’

OR:

Gospel

Luke 2:15-19

The shepherds hurried to Bethlehem and found the baby lying in the manger

Now when the angels had gone from them into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, ‘Let us go to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened which the Lord has made known to us.’ So they hurried away and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby lying in the manger. When they saw the child they repeated what they had been told about him, and everyone who heard it was astonished at what the shepherds had to say. As for Mary, she treasured all these things and pondered them in her heart.

OR:

Gospel

Luke 2:27-35

'A sword will pierce your soul too'

Prompted by the Spirit Simeon came to the Temple; and when the parents brought in the child Jesus to do for him what the Law required, he took him into his arms and blessed God; and he said:

‘Now, Master, you can let your servant go in peace,

just as you promised;

because my eyes have seen the salvation

which you have prepared for all the nations to see,

a light to enlighten the pagans

and the glory of your people Israel.’

As the child’s father and mother stood there wondering at the things that were being said about him, Simeon blessed them and said to Mary his mother, ‘You see this child: he is destined for the fall and for the rising of many in Israel, destined to be a sign that is rejected – and a sword will pierce your own soul too – so that the secret thoughts of many may be laid bare.’

OR:

Gospel

Luke 2:41-52

Mary stored up all these things in her heart

Every year the parents of Jesus used to go to Jerusalem for the feast of the Passover. When he was twelve years old, they went up for the feast as usual. When they were on their way home after the feast, the boy Jesus stayed behind in Jerusalem without his parents knowing it. They assumed he was with the caravan, and it was only after a day’s journey that they went to look for him among their relations and acquaintances. When they failed to find him they went back to Jerusalem looking for him everywhere.

Three days later, they found him in the Temple, sitting among the doctors, listening to them, and asking them questions; and all those who heard him were astounded at his intelligence and his replies. They were overcome when they saw him, and his mother said to him, ‘My child, why have, you done this to us? See how worried your father and I have been, looking for you.’

‘Why were you looking for me?’ he replied. ‘Did you not know that I must be busy with my Father’s affairs?’ But they did not understand what he meant.

He then went down with them and came to Nazareth and lived under their authority.

His mother stored up all these things in her heart. And Jesus increased in wisdom, in stature, and in favour with God and men.

OR:

Gospel

Luke 11:27-28

'Happy the womb that bore you and the breasts you sucked!'

As Jesus was speaking, a woman in the crowd raised her voice and said, ‘Happy the womb that bore you and the breasts you sucked!’ But he replied, ‘Still happier those who hear the word of God and keep it!’

OR:

Gospel

John 2:1-11

'My hour has not come yet' - 'Do whatever he tells you'

There was a wedding at Cana in Galilee. The mother of Jesus was there, and Jesus and his disciples had also been invited. When they ran out of wine, since the wine provided for the wedding was all finished, the mother of Jesus said to him, ‘They have no wine.’ Jesus said ‘Woman, why turn to me? My hour has not come yet.’ His mother said to the servants, ‘Do whatever he tells you.’ There were six stone water jars standing there, meant for the ablutions that are customary among the Jews: each could hold twenty or thirty gallons. Jesus said to the servants, ‘Fill the jars with water’, and they filled them to the brim. ‘Draw some out now’ he told them ‘and take it to the steward.’ They did this; the steward tasted the water, and it had turned into wine. Having no idea where it came from – only the servants who had drawn the water knew – the steward called the bridegroom and said, ‘People generally serve the best wine first, and keep the cheaper sort till the guests have had plenty to drink; but you have kept the best wine till now.’

This was the first of the signs given by Jesus: it was given at Cana in Galilee. He let his glory be seen, and his disciples believed in him.

OR:

Gospel

John 19:25-27

'Woman, this is your son'

Near the cross of Jesus stood his mother and his mother’s sister, Mary the wife of Clopas, and Mary of Magdala. Seeing his mother and the disciple he loved standing near her, Jesus said to his mother, ‘Woman, this is your son.’ Then to the disciple he said, ‘This is your mother.’ And from that moment the disciple made a place for her in his home.

The Gospel of the Lord

R/ Praise to you, Lord Jesus Christ.

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MARGOT What pair of reverend hypocrites were here! Didst ever hear such sacrilegious dross?

CATHERINE From the town highwayman I did, but not From fathers of our holy mother church. By my faith,—

MARGOT Which they have none.

CATHERINE Ay, faithlessly, These ministers besmirch the very weeds God graces them to wear, concealing up With rich brocade their base irreverence. Would I might shred that fabricated piety With mine own teeth! And do they thus presume Themselves baptizèd as their ancestors In holy wisdom? Is this England’s church? Is this how angels operate sur terre, Conniving means by which an anointed king Should plunge his helpless kingdom into war, His loyal countrymen up to the ears In bloodshed, on sly promises of wealth? O, scorpions of sanctity! To pay For vicious cruelty from unhallowed coffers! To purchase death, patron annihilation, And all to block the commonwealth a law Would faintly curb the gluttony of their lives! Bon dieu, c’était une hunte!

MARGOT Mayhap his Majesty favors their fraud.

CATHERINE May God forbid it! ‘Twould be worser still, If he should sway more to the part of knaves As here complotted so degenerately In crystal comprehension their vice. Nay, Margot, I’ll not think it, for to know The hubris pricking on such hungry schemes And still accede to their ignominy, Simply to break his fast upon a battle, Would prove this gross Plantagenet so great A tyrant, so devout a harbinger Of death, as he would stymie every language For words commensurate to his depravity. No proper king could be so without grace.

MARGOT Indeed he could, and likely is, for what’s A man if not a king of rage? And what’s a king, But yet a man who may rage anywhere? This sovereign’s late aggressions blistering Our coast, from Aquitaine to Brittany, Attest his appetite for cruel abuse, Since violence sans purpose is butchery— Unless thou thinkst he rightly weighs his own Just claim, through Edward’s bitter lineage, Unto the throne of France.

CATHERINE He has no claim And shall not war with France; it is insured.

(Henry V, Part 2; Act I, scene i)

CATHERINE Didst thou Not call me Catherine?

KING HENRY V Ay, perforce I did, But only once, and many names beside.

CATHERINE How did it taste, that name upon your tongue?

KING HENRY V Like velvet wine. A Burgundy, perhaps.

CATHERINE Wouldst thou drink it again?

KING HENRY V Until I’m drunk.

CATHERINE It may give thee great pounding in thy head.

KING HENRY V Good. ‘Tis the mark of purest alcohol.

CATHERINE Mayhap the wine shall not agree with that Stout soldier’s stomach thou didst lately boast.

KING HENRY V Then argue with it will my stomach straight, Yet purge it not, nor wish I’d not imbibed.

CATHERINE And if the wine grows bitter?

KING HENRY V Drink I still. For bitterness infects us all, at times, But loving patience runs it off its track.

CATHERINE What if the wine grows discontent with waiting For some infrequent jest to spark a fire In th’ barren ice castle of a woman’s duty?

KING HENRY V The duty of a queen is to her crown, So, must she rule by him that plays the king. It is her royal right and his great need, Or else two kingdoms fall to cold neglect.

CATHERINE Suppose the wine doth take a latent shine To some poor drinker whose lips be not thine.

KING HENRY V I do not know.

CATHERINE Nor I. I know nothing. This wine’s vintage hath not been tasted before. Then who can say what foul effect it may Engender in our blood? And what fair words Can reassure what must be kept in cruel Obscurity, until this virgin bottle Gurgles forth the unseen, satin prize? If thou shouldst cease to love me,—

KING HENRY V Never, Catherine.

CATHERINE Two words, too much; I prithee speak no more, Lest perjury becomes thy poltergeist And haunts thee past the brink of love forsworn. ‘Tis time, methinks, to put our vows to bed, For Time alone shall prove their verity Or our capriciousness. Come thou, sweet King, I shall believe thy rhetoric tonight; Perchance tomorrow too. Yet I do call On thy soul’s tenderness and beg thee, lord, Bestow what education thou hast gleaned With patience humbler than a shriven monk, For schoolgirls know, as scholars oft forget, That earthly wisdom hath a painful cost. Then learn me gently, learn me skillfully, Whilst I do strive to learn thy gentle skill. A herald’s work is never done, yet mine Concludes with this last, final embassy, Which thou must break thy pattern and accept Or lose to stubborn pride thy willing wife: Love me, Henry, with every breath thou hast. Leave fortunes to the future, wars to the past. Come crown thy unmade monarch; she is thine And I am yours and you forever mine.

[Enter ALICE, two years later. She rocks a whimpering baby in her arms.]

ALICE O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention, A kingdom for a stage, princes to act And monarchs to behold the swelling scene! Then should the warlike Harry, like himself, Assume the port of Mars, and at his heels, Leashed in like hounds, should famine, sword and fire Crouch for employment.

[Enter the QUEEN, dressed all in black.]

ALICE Mais pardon. Est-ce le moment?

[The QUEEN nods. The Queen nods. Carefully, ALICE hands her the child. They exit. Enter a funeral procession. The court of England is dressed in mourning black. A blue-and-red silk sheet covers the marble casket of King Henry V. Enter the DANCER.]

DANCER But pardon, gentles all, The flat, unraisèd spirits that have dared On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth So great an object. Can this cockpit hold The vasty fields of France? Or may we cram Within this wooden O the very casques That did affright the air at Agincourt? O, pardon! Since a crooked figure may Attest in little place a million, And let us, ciphers to this great account, On your imaginary forces work.

[Enter QUEEN CATHERINE, aloft, holding her infant son. ALICE, EXETER, BEDFORD, and GLOUCESTER look up her.]

DANCER, cont. Suppose within the girdle of these walls Are now confined two mighty monarchies, Whose high uprearèd and abutting fronts The perilous narrow ocean parts asunder.

[The DUKE OF BEDFORD takes the king’s crown from off his brother’s casket. He sets the crown on a pillow, held by the DUKE OF GLOUCESTER. Exit GLOUCESTER.]

DANCER, cont. Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts. Into a thousand parts divide on man, And make imaginary puissance.

[Enter, to one side, KING HENRY V. He looks up at his wife and child.]

DANCER, cont. Think, when we talk of horses, that you see them Printing their proud hoofs i’ the receiving earth, For ‘tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings.

[Enter GLOUCESTER, with the crown. He approaches the QUEEN.]

DANCER, cont. Carry them here and there, jumping o’er times, Turning the accomplishment of many years Into an hourglass.

[Exit HENRY V for the last time. GLOUCESTER kneels before his monarch and holds up the crown, nestled in the blood-red velvet cushion.]

DANCER, cont. For the which supply, Admit me Chorus to this history, Who, prologue-like, your humble patience pray Gently to hear, kindly to judge our play.

[Below, the English and French court sinks to its knees. All hail KING HENRY VI. CATHERINE holds her son and looks out into the darkness. Into the future. Lights out.]

(Henry V, Part 2; Act V, scene iv)

To my beautiful friends,

Started from the bottom and now we’re here. And I’m emotional.

It has been the greatest honor and a joy to share the Gentle Herald Project with you all over the past three months. Thank you so much for giving me the space and support to introduce 2H5 to Tumblr. This project means the world to me and so does our wonderful Shakespeare community. Till the next French campaign, mes amis!

Oh yes, and HAPPY 598th BIRTHDAY, KING HENRY VI! ♥

xx Claire

@harry-leroy @suits-of-woe @skeleton-richard @lizbennett2013 @henriadical @aquitainequeen @dedraconesilet @stripedroseandsketchpads @sleepinelysium @ardenrosegarden

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grover-nyquist · 6 years ago

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Twenty-sixth Transmission

Before Jesus was born, the babies would appear in caves at night; hollowed-out baby bodies with their innards swimming in ash. In rich ages of ancient Judaism and Rome, Jews and Romans would collect these stones, usually sawdust or clay, call them “love rocks,” and use them to decorate the empty coffins. These stones had become the accepted “zodiac” sign (Gabriel through Saturn) and were placed atop cradles for infants to sleep upon.

Without doubt, some part of that pre-emptive and life-saving determination to save these young souls or children of God happened that Tuesday night in Bethlehem.

As I said, though, in Judea and in Egypt and in the highlands of Persia and in Alexandria’s Jewish ghetto, in the hills of the Crossroads of the city of AD 36, when Canaanites were planted amid Ephraim’s goats, goats with camels who had snarled before their inevitable fall, during the Exodus this summer of 40, as they watched the children of Abraham tucking into matzo baked on the Mount of Olives at one end of the city, they watched as Babylonia and Mesopotamia in the sea, the Christian Near East, and Greek Palestine would forevermore have the equally word-made-known figure known as the baby.

In the hills of this mountain, early during AD 36, a third capital city existed, the city of Ephesus, which date back to the early summer of BC 350. The Apostle Paul has mentioned it five times in his letters, every letter being numbered, because it was the first capital city of the so-called eastern state of Titus (who, of course, had been the youngest brother of the Jewish prince Titus the Elder, who built the first Jewish Temple to the Jewish king Herod the Great in Jerusalem, and the capital city of the Roman Empire).

In Ephesus, “the pigmatite,” the gold on baptismal stones, which would later (with the plumbing and plumbing of a medieval city) be coated in gold, were placed on a table between the building and the wren-laden cliffs by their priestly fathers. This priestly father wrote nothing on them, but he showed them to “Fir”, a man who was acknowledged by the worshippers to be a “living god.” No doubt you have been served a “gold-steeped” meal by a waitress who has not taken her final phone call before the curtains close on her shift.

Then, after the priest prayed the “baptisms of the demons” on the pillows on which the sermons were held, the priest led the congregation to a basin outside the building to pour liquid into a wren that was facing the building. These liquids, which were “earthquake acid”, were to be dispersed along the slope of cliffs to destroy the devil’s corporeal person, which would then be consumed in flames by an angel of God. These “poison rocks” were set aside for thirty years of (on the basis of faith) a Sabbath “holiday” called for by the priest, because there was an idol worshipped and worshipped and worshipped in that town. That Friday night, after midnight prayers of the angel, the men’s night of prayer went forward from the priestly academy and took place outside the town. There too, the women gathered, outside the synagogue on the west side of the mountain. They sang “Hare and the Hares.”

The song begins thus:

We have heard about her thee hen,

the blasphemers from among their Israel/

I have learned also her, does her name appear/

In the Hebrew, she sheds her life��s blood for thee/

Well here is a blessing for thee, for thy God has breastered her, and thou shalt not divorce her/

A victory was won on the Day of Judgment/

And the earth is cleansed of her crack, and his bones are cleansed/

“This,” the prayer said, “is the power of the smoke,

which is made of those rocks, and ashes are cast

Whereas, the mother must know that her child’s journey is blessed/

And all will abide in peace from the Day of the Judgment/

In thee, O Lord, are my salvation and my power;

For thou bestows my glory

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SIFTED BY SATAN -- KJV (King James Version) Bible Verse List Visit https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/ to see more. "Now the serpent was more subtil than any beast of the field which the LORD God had made. And he said unto the woman, Yea, hath God said, Ye shall not eat of every tree of the garden? And the woman said unto the serpent, We may eat of the fruit of the trees of the garden: But of the fruit of the tree which is in the midst of the garden, God hath said, Ye shall not eat of it, neither shall ye touch it, lest ye die. And the serpent said unto the woman, Ye shall not surely die: For God doth know that in the day ye eat thereof, then your eyes shall be opened, and ye shall be as gods, knowing good and evil." Genesis 3:1-5, KJV "And the Lord said, Simon, Simon, behold, Satan hath desired to have you, that he may sift you as wheat: But I have prayed for thee, that thy faith fail not: and when thou art converted, strengthen thy brethren." Luke 22:31-32, KJV "Ye are of your father the devil, and the lusts of your father ye will do. He was a murderer from the beginning, and abode not in the truth, because there is no truth in him. When he speaketh a lie, he speaketh of his own: for he is a liar, and the father of it." John 8:44, KJV "Lest Satan should get an advantage of us: for we are not ignorant of his devices." 2 Corinthians 2:11, KJV "In whom the god of this world hath blinded the minds of them which believe not, lest the light of the glorious gospel of Christ, who is the image of God, should shine unto them." 2 Corinthians 4:4, KJV "But I fear, lest by any means, as the serpent beguiled Eve through his subtilty, so your minds should be corrupted from the simplicity that is in Christ . . . And no marvel; for Satan himself is transformed into an angel of light." 2 Corinthians 11:3, 14 KJV "Wherein in time past ye walked according to the course of this world, according to the prince of the power of the air, the spirit that now worketh in the children of disobedience:" Ephesians 2:2, KJV "Finally, my brethren, be strong in the Lord, and in the power of his might. Put on the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places. Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand." Ephesians 6:10-13, KJV "Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour:" 1 Peter 5:8, KJV If you would like more info regarding the origin of these KJV Bible verse lists, go to https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/. Thank-you! https://www.billkochman.com/Blog/index.php/sifted-by-satan-kjv-king-james-version-bible-verse-list/?feed_id=188325&SIFTED%20BY%20SATAN%20--%20KJV%20%28King%20James%20Version%29%20Bible%20Verse%20List

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captain-kingliamsqueen · 7 years ago

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I Love You...Always

ITS THE FINAL CHAPTER 😭😭😭

Part 9 of “Always”

Pairing: Liam x Riley

Summary: Liam and Riley finally get their Happy ending!

Bridal Procession Song (walking down the aisle) - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=49EtsoQhNbc

First Dance Song - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=syaEjlDFQ84 <==== ❤️

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It was a short 5 months later that Liam and Riley married, by this point Riley's counts were all healed up, her ankle was well out of its cast. The two had spend the time…just being together, the people of Cordonia happily accepted Riley as their new queen.

On the morning of their wedding, was woken by Hana at 8am, whom it seemed had drank multiple cups of coffee that morning.

“wake up sleeping head” she smiled as she walked over to the window opening the curtains. Riley groaned as she pulled the duvet up over her head to avoid the sun shining in her eyes.

“c’mon, its your wedding day…you finally get to marry Liam” Hana giggled as she gently pulled the cover down a little.

“but Its so early” Riley mumbled

“mmm but the earlier you wake, the sooner you get to call him your husband” she smirked, Riley smiled as she stretched

“that…I can’t wait for”

After Riley climbed out of the bed, showered then she began getting ready. Later on in the morning her other bridesmaids had joined her in her room. she didn’t have to think twice when picking her bridesmaids…knew exactly who she wanted…her ladies in waiting. All of her ladies meant so much to her.

By the time four o’clock came Riley stood in front of her full body mirror, just gazing at her dress in wonder. She wore an off the shoulder, long sleeved lace gown. She let out a deep breathe as she smiled, she gently fixed a pin small blue pin into her hair that Liam had given her, that used to belong to his mother. Today was the day she finally got to call Liam her own and she couldn’t wait.

Riley's peaceful moment was interrupted by a knock at her door, Hana ran to answer it before Riley could just in case it was Liam.

“Maxwell!” she smiled as she opened the door for him to come in. He turned to Riley in awe

“my goodness Riley…you look…amazing” he smiled “I came to tell you that everyone’s ready…it’s time to get your man!” he chuckled as he held out his arm for Riley to gently place her hand on his forearm. Maxwell led her out of the room and down to the doors leading to the garden. Riley had told Liam that she had always dreamed of an outdoor wedding…so he done what Liam does best…he made her dreams come true. Though it was out of the ordinary for a king to be married anywhere but the church…they allowed it. They had planned a rustic wedding, with fairy lights, florals…the lot.

Once they reached the double doors they stopped waiting for the Music to begin. Maxwell turned to Riley, squeezing her hand.

“are you ready?” he asked smiling

“yes…I’m so ready” she smirked as she smoothed her dress down quickly then placed her hand back on his forearm. Her bridesmaids lined up in front of her all wearing the same pastel pink dresses. First to enter was Kiara followed by Penelope, then Olivia and finally Hana. Riley could feel her heart beating faster and faster when the music begins. Riley had chosen an instrumental of one of her favourite songs, as the music began the doors opened and everyone stood to their feet. The bridesmaids headed towards the alter, one by one slowly. finally, it was time for Riley to go. Riley and Maxwell stepped through the doors walking step by step towards the love of her life…the short aisle felt like a took a million years to reach the end. Her breath caught in her throat as she caught her first glance at Liam, she giggled softly causing him to smile. Liam swore his heart skipped a couple of beats when he first caught his eye at the doors.

Once Riley reached the alter that had been covered in fairy lights and flowers, Maxwell gently lifted her hand, kissing the back of it then placing it in Liam's. Riley turned to face Liam with the biggest grin on her face.

“you look…magnificent” he whispered before lifting her hand to kiss her knuckles. Liam and Riley looked at the Priest and nodded giving him the all clear.

“Ladies and Gentlemen…people of the Court…We are gathered here today to celebrate one of life's greatest moments, the joining of two hearts and to give recognition to the worth and beauty of love, and to add our best wishes to the words which shall unite this couple in marriage. For them, out of the routine of ordinary life, the extraordinary has happened. They met each other, fell in love, they have overcome obstacles that most people couldn’t, they have been torn apart at points but today they are finally able to finalize their love with their wedding. A good marriage must be created. It is never being too old to hold hands. It’s remembering to say I love you every day and it is not just marrying the right person its being the right partner.”

“Now Should there be anyone who has cause why this couple should not be united in marriage…shush” the priest smiled causing everyone to chuckle including Riley and Liam

“Liam Rhys, wilt thou have this woman to thy wedded wife, to live together according to God's law in the holy estate of matrimony? Wilt thou love her, comfort her, honour and keep her, in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all other, keep thee only unto her, so long as ye both shall live?”

“I will” he smiled

“Riley Brookes, wilt thou have this man to thy wedded husband, to live together according to God's law in the holy estate of matrimony? Wilt thou love him, comfort him, honour and keep him, in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all other, keep thee only unto him, so long as ye both shall live?”

“I will” she smiled

Liam took Riley's right hand in his.

“I, Liam, take thee, Riley to my wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse: for richer, for poorer; in sickness and in health; to love and to cherish, till death us do part, according to God's holy law; and thereto I give thee my troth”

“I, Riley Brookes, take thee, Liam, to my wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse: for richer, for poorer; in sickness and in health; to love and to cherish, till death us do part, according to God's holy law; and thereto I give thee my troth.”

“Ladies and Gentlemen, I would now like to ask Riley and Liam to site their written vows to each other…Liam…if you don’t mind” he smiled, Liam let out a deep breathe then began to talk

“Riley, I love you unconditionally and without hesitation. I vow to love you, encourage you, trust you, and respect you. As a family, we will create a home filled with learning, laughter, and compassion. I promise to work with you to foster and cherish a relationship of equality knowing that together we will build a life far better than either of us could imagine alone. Today, I choose you to be my wife…and cordonias queen. I accept you as you are, and I offer myself in return. I will care for you, stand beside you, and share with you all of life’s adversities and all its joys from this day forward, and all the days of my life…Always”

“Riley” the priest smiled

“Liam...the first day I met you…I didn’t know you were a prince…I was just a waitress serving a group of men on a stag night…then I turned around and I seen you…that was the moment I knew I’d found that one person…you told me there was one thing you wanted to see whilst you were in new York…so I took you to see her…then you told me you were leaving to come back home and I thought I’d never see you again…then our good friend Maxwell…he turned up and invited me to come to cordonia to fight for you…that was the best decision I ever made in my life…I know that marrying you comes with a lot of baggage…but as I’ve gotten to know you…I’ve come to realise that…you are going to make the best king anyone has ever seen…your heart is pure and to be the lady by your side…well I would want nothing more…Liam I take you as you are, loving who you are now and who you are yet to become. I promise to listen to you and learn from you, to support you and accept your support. I will celebrate your triumphs and mourn your losses as though they were my own. I will love you and have faith in your love for me, through all our years and all that life may bring us…I love you Liam…always” Riley whispered the last part as multiple tears ran down her face. Liam smiled as she seen a stray tear fall down his, he gently lifted his hands to her cheeks, wiping her eyes with his thumbs

“Liam…do you take Riley to be your wife? Do you promise to love, honour, cherish and protect her, forsaking all others and holding only unto her?”

“I do” he smiled

“Riley do you take Liam to be your Husband? Do you promise to love, honour, cherish and protect him, forsaking all others and holding only unto him?”

“I do” I smiled

“now, do we have the rings?” the priest asked

“I’ve got that one!” Maxwell smiled, turning to call for Bash just a moment later Riley's Corgi ran from the double doors with a cushion attached to his colour. Liam and Riley chuckled as Liam bent down, removing the cushion he scratched behind the dog’s ear then stood to his feet, the priest took the cushion from Liam then blessed the rings.

“Bless, O Lord, this ring, and grant that he who gives it and she who shall wear it may remain faithful to each other, and abide in thy peace and favour, and live together in love until their lives' end. Through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.”

Liam took Riley's ring form the cushion and placed it upon her fourth finger on her left hand, repeating after the Priest.

“With this ring I thee wed; with my body I thee honour; and all my worldly goods with thee I share: in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost. Amen. Riley, this ring is my sacred gift, with my promise that I will always love you, cherish you and honour you all the days of my life, with this ring, I thee wed”

Riley giggled as the tears fell down her cheeks, she promised herself she wouldn’t cry but…the two had waited so long to get to this moment. She took Liam's ring from the cushion then placed it on the appropriate finger then repeated the words Liam had just said

“Wedding rings are an unbroken circle of love, signifying to all the union of this couple in marriage.”

The priest then addressed the congregation.

“Forasmuch as Liam and Riley have consented together in holy wedlock and have witnessed the same before God and this company, and thereto have given and pledged their troth either to other and have declared the same by giving and receiving of a ring, and by joining of hands; I pronounce that they be man and wife together, in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost. Amen.”

“By the power vested in me I now pronounce you Man and Wife…King and Queen!

Liam…you may kiss your bride”

Liam gently wrapped his arms around Riley, he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers.

After a few seconds they both pulled back giggling. Liam leaned his forehead gently on hers.

“I love you” he whispered

“I love you so much” she smiled

“Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you…YOUR KING AND QUEEN!”

Liam took Riley's hand in his, before they headed back to the aisle and back into the palace. The two headed off to sign all official papers they needed then they needed. once this was done, the two headed back outdoors to enjoy the rest of their wedding as man and wife.

For their reception they had tables and chairs set up outside, with flowers and lights all hanging from the trees, a huge gazebo with a dancefloor and buffet table for anyone who was still peckish after their meal. Everyone gathered around the dancefloor waiting for them to arrive.

“Ladies and Gentlemen” the singer of the band they had hired called “For the first time…Mr and Mrs Rhys!”

The two walked to the centre of the dancefloor, Liam gently pulled Riley close to him, wrapping her arm around him she placed one hand on his shoulder taking his in the other, he placed his hand on Riley's lower back, whispering sweet nothings in her ear. Riley had no idea what song they would be dancing to as it was one thing Liam was determined to get to pick, he said he had the perfect song in mind…so she agreed.

When the music began to play she didn’t recognise it, as they swayed together, Liam whispered, singing in her ear.

♫It's so incredible the way things work themselves out

And all emotional once you know what it's all about, hey

And undesirable for us to be apart

I never would've made it very far

'Cause you know you've got the keys to my heart♫

After the first dance was finished Riley and Liam started making their rounds, thanking everyone for being there. By the time ten o’clock reached, the two had hardly seen each other. Riley had been trying to catch him all night but every time she had even the slightest opportunity he was pulled away by yet another noble. She smiled when she seen him headed out of the gazebo on his own. She smirked then followed him out, she ran towards him, grabbing his hand gently then pulling him around the corner of the main building so they were out of sight, she giggled as she pulled Liam into a passionate kiss as her back hit the wall. Liam smiled into the kiss with his hands on Riley's hips.

“I want to spend some…time with my husband…everyone’s been…stealing you away from me” she whispered pecking his lips after every few words.

“I love you” He whispered into her lips then gently pecked her lips. “With all my heart, you are my everything…my absolute everything!” He smiled then kissed her passionately.

“can you believe we finally done it…we finally made it down the aisle” she whispered

“I can in fact” he smirked “and I cannot wait to spend my life with you, my beautiful, wife” he whispered as he gently caressed her cheek

“mmm my husband is a flirt…whoever knew?” she smirked “I love you Liam” she whispered

“I love you too” he smiled …“Always”

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dog-day-morning · 3 years ago

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THIS AIN'T LEGAL

Have you ever heard of absolute immunity? Federal officers who violate the Civil Rights of American citizens in an attempt to do harm with recorded video evidence of the violation in action or officers who willingly falsify a police report of a violent attack in order to frame the victim while the antagonist sits before a judge and jury perjuring herself with alligator tears before an all white jury with her blonde locks, and blue eyes, damn devil, and goes free while an innocent child spends 17 months behind bars. To say that Amerikkka is unjust is an understatement. Too many times Black people are dragged into a court that's already biased, having to face a judge, and jury who may have a vested financial interest in the private prison industry, but let's be real. The school to prison pipeline is not a myth, it's a bloody bruise on the face of Lady Liberty. Liberty, and justice for all never applied to the indigenous people of Amerikkka or any of the ADOS, and FBA citizens whose roots are entrenched in the Earth bleeding from a wound the wicked do not want to heal. The above mentioned scenarios actually happened to one of your own Amerikkka, and a child from the Middle East. It's funny that Amerikkkans appear to want peace seemingly always, but you're forever raising hell outside of your jurisdiction? Joe Biden is deporting Haitian refugees out of the country ASAP, while transporting inland, and giving amnesty to Afghan refugees, and South Americans even so far as to offer them free secondary education, and housing. The culture of Amerikkka is against a Black man ever rising up to experience the American Dream in a Taliban like Aristocracy or Totalitarian society that started centuries before Biden became president. He's not the answer to our problems nor is he the root of the issue. Amerikkka is a canker sore, and a blight that impedes the progression of a once dominant, but humble people. No one needs to preach of racial superiority and use terror tactics in order to justify a calloused approach to validate this viral disease that affects everyone with a modicum of common sense, decency, and compassion. Amerikkka was a Nation before Amerigo Vespucci set foot on these shores. Alkebulan was inhabited by some of the most brilliant minds, and still is before Scipio Africanus named the dark continent after himself, an albino. Ohhh the irony, and moral hypocrisy. Timbuktu, and the city of Alexandria were well established kingdoms in Alkebulan where Greek, and Roman scholars went to gather much needed knowledge because they were dumb as hell. Egypt is a mystery that none can determine for now. When the prophecy is fulfilled by the Father whom the Prophet Joel spoke thereof He would pour His Spirit down upon all flesh, the truth will set you and I free. And it shall come to pass afterward, that I will pour out my spirit upon all flesh; and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, your old men shall dream dreams, your young men shall see visions. What's impeding us from this prophetic word? Keep your thoughts to yourself. That's a luxury I haven't had since the age of stupid. Not wanting to call you out on the sins of your fathers, but you are just like him. I hope, and pray the Father fulfills His will in time before our hearts wax cold, too late. Amerikkka’s public enemy will not be our Black sons or daughters that are trying to follow the rules of man whose lawlessness has revealed itself to be an entire race of people. You create the laws, and break them leaving everyone with a bad taste in their mouth except those who profit from our pain. Chris Rock said this years ago. “The white man is the only one who profits from everyone's pain, especially a Black man’s.” you see how they treat us, and you have no inclination of what your future will hold for your people in the aftermath of the Zombie Apocalypse. I hate this form of pop culture rhetoric. There will be souls inhabiting these bodies that were once dead, and decomposing. God will deliver the dead from the sea, and He will deliver the dead from death, and hell.

Isaiah 26:17-21

17 Like as a woman with child, that draweth near the time of her delivery, is in pain, and crieth out in her pangs; so have we been in thy sight, O Lord.

18 We have been with child, we have been in pain, we have as it were brought forth wind; we have not wrought any deliverance in the earth; neither have the inhabitants of the world fallen.

19 Thy dead men shall live, together with my dead body shall they arise. Awake and sing, ye that dwell in dust: for thy dew is as the dew of herbs, and the earth shall cast out the dead.

20 Come, my people, enter thou into thy chambers, and shut thy doors about thee: hide thyself as it were for a little moment, until the indignation be overpast.

21 For, behold, the Lord cometh out of his place to punish the inhabitants of the earth for their iniquity: the earth also shall disclose her blood, and shall no more cover her slain..

When our Lord Christ Jesus does this work how do you think those who've hated, and betrayed us for a season of sin will react in the oncoming horror set before mankind? God has placed us on the Earth for a purpose, not to suffer. I can't put the blame on Joe Biden or those who came before him for what this nation or planet has done, and is doing to us; psych!!! The God of our fathers will judge you according to your works which has wrought death and destruction. The wrath, and judgment Joe Biden, trump, and their people will incur, and experience is worse than any Stephen King novel or Jordan Peele, and M. Night Shyamalan movies can induce in your alleged, fragile psyche. I've told Jacob, and warned the gentiles of God's incoming judgment, but no ones willing to heed the words of an idiot savant. I'm guilty of many things by way of my woeful condition. I'm compelled to elaborate these truths to you as they become relevant at a particular hour. Watch out for your young children who may be a pain, but they're innocent, and they're yours. The world sees us as prey, a potential payoff for an organ harvest, and fodder for the wickedly unjust. This woman that they have been searching for these last 5 or so days in a National Park has this Nation all a buzz. Who is she? Do you know how many women of Jacob go missing everyday without any press from the media? We can blame them, but are they at fault? Hell yeah!!! Continue to read. Our people have been limited by those who control the information, the social media platforms, infighting within our own tried Black media organizations that have blessed us over the years who are left open to attack by oppressive censorship that purposely restricts what they can, and cannot reveal to the Black masses. I was amazed to find out in 2017 that Coretta Scott King, and her family successfully sued the US government over the assassination of MLK Jr.; that was in 1999. The Atlanta Black Star might have covered the litigation process, but I didn't hear a peep from anyone I knew or even hear about it on any news media platform, especially from the major media news networks. That's how they've Silenced the Lamb with threats, and bullying tactics. We've come too far to go back to Egypt. The only time I wanna hear mention of going to Egypt is if my Church takes a sabbatical to the Motherland, and my Apostle takes the trip with us to seek the truths that have been denied us. Reference Joel 2:28. Those who stay committed to this ministry will see beyond the veil. If you placed all of your faith in me or Apostle Johnson you have overlooked the reasons God led you to this Church, Elders, Evangelists, Prophetesses, Deacons, Ministers, and the entire Church family. He nor I can do anything without the will of the Father, and I’m stuck on dufus. Get yo tail back to Church ASAP!!! We place our faith in men who have let us down many times. Apostle has done much for me, but Jesus has done everything. God will do a good work in all of us. I want every man, woman, and child in this ministry to reap what they have sown; don't leave. When the sky turns black, and the heavens roll back, peeling back the clouds, that's when you will see or hear the Son of God coming for His faithful. Apostle has taught us of the temporal mental mindset many times. Evidently it’s true as many of us have forgotten his teachings. My mind went off on a tangent, excuse me, where was I ? BET is owned by Jews, who used to own us. They run the entertainment industry that Buck breaks our men, and you wouldn't believe what they do to black women, and children who are all looking for a way to display their talents in order to get wealth, and their name up in lights. Leroy has the talent, all Mr. Epstein can offer you is a bogus contract that rips you off in the end leaving you po, broke, and lonely with a busted a-hole. Those who beat the system at their own game wind up 6 feet deep. Why do you think they murdered Michael Jackson, Prince, Sam Cooke, and James Brown? Michael owned half of SONY BMI. Prince owned all of his Masters that his

siblings sold for pennies on the dollar. Sam was going to start his own label, and brother James who had a label, but the IRS falsely audited him several times forcing him to sell his label keeping Soul Brother number 1 from becoming the first billionaire recording artist decades before JZ did. THIS AINT LEGAL. All that glitters isn't gold people. Ask Mr. Goldberg who runs several porn studios in Silicone Valley California. They run the majority of that particular industry as well as recording, movie and TV production studios while controlling the financial institutions. The majority heads of the Department of the Treasury including the current, Janet Yellen have been Jewish. Not trying to be a dissenter, but someone’s getting screwed. It's the middle class, and our fat, Black… ? William Randolph Hearst made the movie Reefer Madness which was a propaganda film not because hemp was a gateway drug to other crap, hell a pack of cigarettes has killed more people than ten thousand blunts. Smoke a blunt, and 30 minutes later you wanna eat. Smoke crack, and 30 minutes later you're sucking d**k. Hemp can be used in a vast amount of ways that would’ve crippled Mr. Hearst’s other industries. You can use it as fabric for clothes that's stronger, and more durable than cotton. The hemp plant had more useful potential than the soybean, and peanut combined!!! Marijuana isn't a drug at all, it's an herb. The Egyptians used it to cure many ailments including cancer. If I were still on Instagram Mark Suckerberg would personally shut my page down himself… again. That's why I no longer use white run social media websites. Mr. Hearst's only interest in getting the government to make hemp illegal was to keep his financial, investment interests ever increasing. In the end it turned out to do more harm than good. Now that the government has managed to tax the herb, they've made it legal. Why in the hell are Black men, and women still serving draconian, archaic prison sentences for minor marijuana drug offenses that don't make sense to a mongoloid retard?!! Like I said: “THIS AINT LEGAL.” Babylon the Damned will fall on its pancaked derriere soon enough. Pray to God the Zombie Apocalypse runs right past your abode or get some pads from your son's football uniform in order to appease the dead in Christ who may want a ham sandwich or your daughter Becky. This too shall pass. Try lamb's blood? The closer I get to death or that visitation with someone I've been wanting to see for a long time because I can't see, the more these things come back to my remembrance. This is enough for today. Whatever God reveals to me in the next few days hopefully I’ll relate some of that information to you. I thank those for judging me as a simp, punk b**ch, p**sy a** n**gah, punk a** n**gah, sorry a** n**gah, faggot, and everything you project or judge according to your flesh. I have no secrets so what am I trying to hide? Get your house in order Jeff, your life may be required of you, and ya boy in the wheelchair. Still someone else's identity Yippie Yai Kai Yay mother!@#$%& 9/21/2021

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libidomechanica · 2 years ago

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“Then understand: I love lessend from myself anew beyond the”

A limerick sequence

Then understand: I love lessen’d from myself anew beyond the linnet poured him who sang with his sides I could be told. Behold. Fashion whispering the flower?

But what matter how do I now mean these extreme verge of rhyme to look not outrun me. The earth and catch at each cold and art, if merciless. The secret Russian.

Even the Lord of Raucocanti? These songs I sink my love. Thy marble fonts; they call alone as thistles all heaven, that wilderness. His wanting daffodils.

Which makes a rising sun. Don Juan, he know the moon and fro. Bough the glade of Gold, danger, and carol rang. He is gay, like pressed with thee, dearest, best, ’ she taken wing.

Her fathers rose on such as metal waiting with my tirade. Now-a-days is coltish natures, would call the sun. But, for here, and every clime this broad-brimm’d of sin.

Look ye not reach’d at ease my faith? That Frowning rain; yea, tho’ I walk with the could man I love that Frowning but in those the less; our dear or cherish in the Shepherd?

Dan Phoebus take time, time through led, and lower in that which the mask of the golden to the day when the skull which thee. In the sustained, thought. That did not meet her side.

And here all who look it cannot I have it out; and used, and towers and a wood care is Additional. This cruel fellowship, and strike, rather most shall ripeness.

’Reign graceful necks, which ‘flow’d with his sheets. By all these, a lady’s gently, by me and to each others thus: On Thursday the imperturbable, thou shalt do; first day!

Be all its grief abuse the presents less bitter ill, to him sprung from her he bean, and balmy drop the giant labour, and the hands. To refer to, without ground.

A nymph doth keepe, iealouzie hemselves? Thou art worth gives o’er; or sober, here’s then he long low islander with no language lies beside my love. Sing. Man withdrew.

Sung by fits, like a signal-flag; and no less body and a Greek i’d have your mother, will be company’s a king, and I will not seemd but yours. And the law.

The wild the people prefer wine—’t is my mother nymph and shott as fyre, that I leant? Thine, her hand that I had set a ringlet turn’d as whott at his common!

Can see no baseness had every eye well-tuned so longer—in the sun, the present, Lords A. And a Grecian hour for pass’d life. From scarped his rack’d with banquet.

Wholly round only minstrel be, progress turn thee from Time’s injurious, that waited for the back. In that binds him the Throne of the tomb, but I’ll have idle case?

To those talons held again is as at a time hath no great moral odor, otherwise. ’Tis that distant parson, or are the same? If calm despair? Shall be true.

And found my regret to the high Muse is there I find no more content, he always envy, though to soar too soone it: the chrism of loss. Half-grown as yet look thy tears.

Comes from the most breath, ill bring its skin. My feet flower of anger race, should like a stoic anchor in emerald rain. And stillness of their dead shall o’er-gang ye.

Which were to blow. Not by this, we turn’d for me! Her statue veil’d, and I was, straight a crimson or wherefore than the side by side, if so heavenward always act?

A tattle world, and my pain, I thinks? Hold thoughts with Death, of himself betwixt her clouds. And skin. On thee,. In pedigrees, by name, tis but such reverend walls of champagne?

Reaping with a fix’d upon the neighbouring breeze of Fair Women a Farewell, tho’ they bore his credible. Let rang without really the world to discpline. For me.

Midst the very difficult to greet us. Julia closed with all curious lies, the fainter, till Doubt and ready to lady, one pure blown about from the plain!

The effigies the Queen shalt do; first for common-place the kind. The Dragon from me? And all the mind that the monastic case, still not like a kindred brow, feeds Hell.

—At least, to glide, like coarse conclusion. Stiffened by the soil, left my after for the prima donna and trust in the two princes and live a crescent moon the green.

Except it becomes the violet comes to confined, ’ some name of Him that sleeping. Her narrowing I no further I’d quotation of those to bear suits my rhymes.

About empyreal heights divers to thee: no, not a woman-love hid and rashly, her lavish mission more polished mind. To mingle scudo of sandal, amber.

And all, and ashes, but branchingly with care; so seem’d charm. Like strange, for changing, she place in: from his shield, which leaves among the threshold of the facts. Wild Hours shooting.

And then dismiss’d the forest, thy defect, for azure views; nor could not made at least little low, or towers shook her hands. Lift as pure in well as I. Watch, my tears?

When one at a long from the grave, being obsolete. Ring out the flower; but stays higher strove, as if instead their bowe, which ends in endless when trust that to view?

Aspects may cease, the fades from afar, before; my love, time. My Arthur fountains at ease, with this there sat in outliving brightens to show than they control, o hear.

Also to beat the budding hello. Dark how thought to act in Sicily all silence of mind. And sighing admiration a Dream of the held up the wouldst owe.

Or under-music, rolling too much. I felt it, giving up; no more his darkness utter’d with my skin&hold apart; — ‘Tis there and thick by ashen greyness.

Like one charm. If to lift him out. Heroic if you were many a token win. Without a slothful heart. The occasion, or durst in the torrent on, and mine.

Also suit the bugle’s winning as a wing, and join’d each correct, with grace, still on higher; as gentle, genial tablet, the word, when we’re tired metaphor, still!

He came far condemned, whom I grieved in July, a nymph doth keepe, iealouzie hemselfe doth what I could not yet. Await those great appeal to their tedious book. And years.

A dead would have felt so farre from the flood. Long walks in her changes of after- moulded lime; what possession upon the occasion at Love would make the power?

The coming again? Of any vision, or generate brain; for not, for want to be. Of another, so let their sire: On Thursday the sun by sun the wine.

Whose cold, and Stand full growing cause the ungarners in light-blue eyes I sleep can not at a loss did every gossamers the comes, but not in vain; a favour’d in.

Putting each more where I was, and hit me too commence: such pain, and the more fit for the foster-bowman, her life breather’s arm, their heaven a tale of Quixote?

Say, then—i never bound him, can for sometimes home. To lose itself to shoot, and Master new, a step she mix with strange. Robert Burns: know it; my tongue was Nelly Gray!

My sisters rage of moving star, o’erlook’st thou art a Mower theirs is modern rhyme may lives to show, no touch’d her beautiful face. What she dang me, an’ kissing song.

—Hospitality o’er the little huddled on her stations are set less the ground that we are gone: I care for comes. Angel Singing hue, and like to go: my fear.

Cannot falls our days more splendour fairest tinters fought me, my shadowy curve in it, In a simply murder. The fancy’s tenderness of sloth; nor human thus?

Like liquor or as the stirring could not knowing race of their lives. To danced from the Sum of ripen, her life paid for ever a potato,—while my blood of young.

And I seal. And leaders of Parliament, and partakes thrones of Don Juan,—who, an awkward country maid, and loud with from more than a hurry, and something lost.

From the earth Hell! How happy eyelids from all in low estate to show’d him sprung from the clock, by its smoke, danger half so deleterious; hearing down the brain.

By the in much from marge to under the blue are too riper grow: we are our mother and love, through they knowledge, but such distant him. Is nought them take thou art fair.

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