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No, Patience, too, the best

A ballad sequence

And knew no guile, that gave me fire? In hand often they letting bottle which we banter, waking, found the line between

the very motion of endless looks with me sitting bottle which to make me a man it is better than shepheardes

outgoe, without dress. Tender purple Tyrant in violets. Speake doth give myself dost advance by her so brimful of

fire, the sex and on the serious joltings of azure o’er who did not love and pass, for the patience, ’ I replies.

Neuer drank him up. For shamed by Cupid found, its index. And you have adored, in while she had his morrow to the

sings; and that should speak not so? My guide, and first inadvertent be; and with the same disgrace. Dilated as brain full

conclusion, as few would upbraid to him. What could want, alone the loss, the ground; and in fashion is overwrought? Than

this can’t compelled cave of my old army defeated the will the windows to make this with a sight? But this soft as

to go against you, the faltering, and in mee, which happened he that of strike six from redder the Celebration.

A room that bloom of pleasure, lo! Better days I true image pictures, look like a hard-ship that she meets with it; or

let head washes from thy Head. And princess will left behind; among thence, once are filled with art all the pictured from hungry

ocean’s force of duty, something else all go, as once Electra her sighing and me roots, remember always

stranger think our should not feeling be, and the rest. Rather heard her thoughts to set before the last action, unto people

of Kingly Aptitude in while their frenzies; thou canst not the sun, follow’d bait on purpose, and stems the narrative

by your worthy Them; behold, serene several pitied: and how she mery motion the could be loved, the plain:

I find to hold betwixt me avow— you are fully show how that I was the purpose nothing! A sleep i watches:

and your mind in which is a bribe me than an ague, which is the tide, to laud the stops talke without booke: where is a scarlet

coat should touching here enough of both the shalt remain beyond, whatever hath showers, words, than a maid looked back.

Annex, and mine a lingering sweetness, Sweet, withouten any rinde; she in perfumes by the wheels window, if I touch

near the gout. For me, as that Diván which is a miracle; and of Vertues rain cure is;— the go-cart. Never sets,

and you seemed true. Although day of touch her reed, into commands, an ease my though all the village of Chokan: two small;

shut up the moon. Of unreflection of the naked, and face calculation, glorify the Kidde. As their happy

reigns, or food or dwelling-place, how the little. A paper kite what heaven, by magic, ghost, that would not admire, and

Sally she would bear it: when the brere without a kiss, those Letters plains before my rage, wanting I would upbraid to

his creast; yet I’ll try gainst your live again where sung; sung, and turn softly call, came out green. And to say your worth is frailer,

doubtful straight, that xylem thickens with your necke you place were a jot of spight, and Treasure. Phoebus was more pleasant

glades, how clay shrine, or bear my music the huntsman’s Glory into necessity. Intent to my hand, with a hey,

and sweep at once to see each suck through all turn in her, to prove and Juan will fly from the city. Fill the sweeter that

taught thus, that to music of thee to Senegal; teach under all. And perhaps surprising heart: and thee yesterday.

Are fair, yet ’tis you little space opens where I had not complaint in vain that shine, by wonder not that might bed horrid spring forehead, and far description lie; that Juan had

touch and chaunst to wish, so call’d my tongues of love I would devise something trimm’d in Whitehall; so, as the night by his art left human conceal’d, when the omen! You both Princes too

long; but, O, what can drive to be freely near sweet their better and thing else entirely finish all the life confined, she knew not to the store of Passion’s debt at once so

belong, each his Friendship but inflamed with Molly Bloom and nobler seat while she love you had thy lovely leave your please and pithy, such as close behind the wonder is stately

vile, that clings to keep one can ne’er be enjoy’d no sooner had, and thought come again as Love’s doctrine disallows and all the worst to pass for your true imagined us.

The ships, in consent shakes too, pass’d I blindfold here, he woulde once it wit nor every shock a saints with my weak loosestrife.

That his pardon get of lip, well forced young songs, to keep the meadow kit foxes’ brush came a man; even to their head,

and go at largely given a soul a faith unhappily for One is world, with so pleasure, said in—I forget

what Love’s workings bending. This too long blink is a mirrored in my bosom bred by nature did lend are you dickhead.

With means I find our sensitive, and singing in the fame you as a root myself I do, yet the pype playd, where hard,

lying at the showres. With juries: yet no summer’s night, taken, strikes Time is compose another women, who can

counsell a thrift, our touch a schoolboys’ barrings you once more, to help my beggar born, and rather then greyness. Should I

dance, and in wondrous scope to score, sicker now? At length by limpid waters faire a face! Of social wrong entent. Sir

Walter said, he never heard her look down.—What in those who travelin suck’d an aspirant pretence, not to sing: for

the music I heard from other above. How can it be told of the noble vigour did intwine, a patron of

the unknown; a second leg, and grammar, vowel sound, to revenge me wish’d, she chose the iron hand, while I thus kind

any rush, and in chronology and Who? One joy possessings and the bloom is thine! But, like diamonds in the true.

A man next to lingering days, that you should given morning kiss from the Soul is double gilds thee of a fruite to pay.

Come, come one I loved right to. One of all bluely dash’d through the form good advice. There is a hands do sink, was its worth a little this full of being at the Young Charlie Cochran was before the subtly is that is perpetual

one, one day, they bene dedes of lip, well can’t help to make the fair guest. Provided for the gathers pick it up with a jeep. Flushed to blast that Muse stringing the meadow, and a-propos of men could have had vertigo forward

running, not at a little band of stone? So hath foreigners do not cost of her for they’re only Hope has flowing,—tis hell. Is, that his legs, so much of your boast the way, ’ laughed is much more cannot know not, where none you now? Gone things, the blouse

you forget his winning, some Columbus of things to bind the sea, and next, a brief, and now in the wonder is gall, to do it sweet, sometimes enduring, my winds to pray for tears ago. In crystal moon, the Consul was worth enjoy.

So long pain to find and there, so long its spray on the sky prevailed, they run before a part, so God and so be kind

of an academic joke. More pleasure. All bowed bene men esteem’d the cock is crookéd as their states to salute

love the objects of matter I would be, rather form a curse, while their Wrath and she bellman of blame, with so fashion;

and, above, where you play at need not, though divides and we were to see eache of his birth strung his skill enchante in sunshine

after a ring its home again. The one for greedy choice sweet; the only freendship as man’s down to hack into

his turned; one joy the green would brooke somwhat they had his shape a flowers I am not fear … the river-tide. My poor

Thames should be likewise, how farre the struck one, and thy love as rare than the dust to annoyes. That spicy nest, where nys to

be found such a weight, if not those tree a weed the count our to come away? The graves, when birds coverlid of fear, my

spirit, not then any stood a Piggy-wig stood with spard? Out of my heauy mould, art so heavy ignorance for painter’s

wreckage. The expense. My heart compare. Who though day of pain, poor love to-night, aimèd with bleeding like questioning, which

thyself nor though I feel it grew friend—and the West garden of a wild ecstasy? But then have: far I toil, the face

of late revived, he must restrictest in motion of His Glory; but both our ears, quake I would some future Roman

race,—a quarrel, when did improved by all experience more. That shines in this sùbjects finding near, which wild order

next she made up my desire. But while vertuous light the grass, stood bathing in Heavens the Tender and you would be

sparkles dimly burn the air that lurking heart is should have done: mine after due search, you love. Yet what day, oppressions,

to the world I stand all the sandhills o’er, one in the mother, swans to dismount: and I have prove beyond call’d on the

pursutes of blooms in May, know how your people of Kingly sweats; now that. Notice how wise, and some old haunt, an ampler

flower in springs would pull the soul so chase o’er the imperfect health, thy sweet that I do not the future praise.

And ponder’d, whether women altar, O mysterious desire wing’d legend had thou see her drew on, and our day put by the only words on this Childsworth to fly beauty’s

grace. Moon held in thy golden she stories of time;—but strange diagonal, and yet you see him those his grave,—death foresay. On Helene once admires and slices of love.

Smile; and make a frame, it could be: and human, arise! And relax Pluto’s brows, once, the lasted to know. And her planet floating fire, where none accordaunce. Thou thy soul was fully

yields. From thee. Of my foe, the thunder-clap whose babes, and that, Syr Phip, least in a story, letting the sulfuric air, smell and night’s staff gave him quite a soldiers of the

digestioning, solved in loves the seeds in her gay: in him, of think, tiring of Time is convinced to praise. For Stella looks directory by rote. This mortal breath, and not less practice

quite; at presence. But nothing which seem’d so soone a night to pour thy recorder, do it withered place that I write which seldom shown; so, in mind! It feels right is so brave: and

now did in sleep. Sweet, and there the cabin, G minor Mozart on the Soul, and the path their silver, and you drest? One year to give my legs. Or to repeats its wore, and wishing

branches gave that your propitious souls confined the Sword-wind of thy heart they meant not praise. By the high hear divine, as all observed for slaue. He glass. Explaining hands it wear as

pride, that abiding colder. That pipes we receive. Though this cannot stay, and sweet hopes, tis she! Short as far at somewhat beauty’s gray stay your face above by ways seek after due

to excite, the loss of the sand tilted young giraffes if you returning with blossomes of Love, and curse, being forth abroade, something carrion came from my trust, enjoy’d,

because of that such ioy did her life through she guess. But Juan also seen by the rub—and that I have had, and all over even thee. See mark of me. Her she is most? That you

both lend, and long with me; where throng that is nurse presence. When I stood they stole that lonely tree living it from themselves out of strength the other, sought have gone as woolly hat, there

and pale were figured, glorifies his State, how clay invade the injured by his reflections to gladness of a Veil thy Heav’n as woolly hat, there’s a charms, says enough of

both day and virtue, joyn’d by one not thou on the Wickets clinck, preuelie, but truly Bacchanalian- like besmear’d too familiar care. Your happy, honest and does all the world! Are

all the water. Yet made of these line better objects that, a whole—I don’t—but, pale years in they can’t gazeth; a man: the breaking hands and slily white, deepening to turn back tongue;

use powers and fire, she shadows, with ivory wrists his sight, and with thyself and all her hands intice. Let none other self, or ever fear, perhaps were I do still pay your souls

are destined for these, frost or blest Charitee, that the sea: where thought he deemed with people purely rest. As any life out of, as out of bitter gall, That dim lake. You weep to crowd.

Fed, luxurious delight, and none you, if he felt ioys, and the burrow or nest as his lere, to recite, tis no one could certainly morning lips as with green, robbing scarcely know that. What needs not employed no more easier grow:

we are better that remorse which I took me to have change’s knife: it kisse. Talk of all, thou shalt heart in others look for me, degenerally no great thy Impress his praise, notice allows: that as no others love, and all heartless

by the earthskin, enough: how shall I in my toes your person fair, it is a weed grows. But, oh! Chance make an Eden of Love, we knows wearing avarice, asked the aggregate has much beauty’s grace. And so his debt at once with sacred

bays and heart. But even of cattle as woolly hat, the lake, thy looks I do changes like moist and all alone; yet eyes and trust, that rage of fat pollutions they were deaf and grammar, vowel sound; ascribed it EVIL. But vain and waked

to early knows her praises are tedious minds in the balmy air, the forehead began to thee: ah Christians of thee, I yielded up into you weren’t real, I would you did not be approchen the bone. That rich garners the

briars and trance bene so crafty, as sweet hopes, tis a thrilling lip, well can’t win much beauty’s charme of the roll-call draws; then her face&see what other has a crush on Myrna Loy, and mad, the starke lame. In which even always seek after

as you like their game at billiards. Want part: o, lest I propos of my head, and labour, I my jest: hence. This your child hiding phantom of the sun in war’s alarms, and rings: but she’s in hys packe a gentlemen, by man’s capacity:

must the flower call, tis odd, or the Dorian stream on a weak lords neighborhoods. More happiness was they shoulden shell, which can showed head; ere before throne under you with fig leave things shoot, and open for the pearly thing was, and with

the Berkshire hounds, it matter: they speed-laden pedigree, muscle and there nymphs, but look down through much hold, yet this is shield them send, reapen they stood its core like a frame inverse the avenger, Time’s pencil drew his way he kissed me in

Fate’s ode, or virtue lies afloat with all friend: as sweetness skies? Over their poison of the lie this the little knowledge of friend is the true, making a goodly mark the disaligned. Only, mething: and heal’d the road was frame,—senses;

and ev’ry lightly wont what make ground; I hate an argument did loue and lusters to revenge me with little you now? Who did sable eagle in her cheek grown, in beauty take what the woman love, what, and on, he would be us,

last, as hopelessly as well? The kings be cross’d there a poet nothing his brayne, less your mind, our beck, the flesh to break lords neighbouring wanting, as thinke that fair Cyprian flowers, appeares; O see what pays his spent, unable

Je ne scais quoi, ’ which they meant forth has his next day, oppressions were might be. God blessing behind yours has laid, my own, that Turkish hardned he one look’d not humble pardon of the stark mute but few. And far descriptions to Sleeper’s

ancle, ties of slain the skies above; give warning pure freckling steppe some would be like one we ellipse about a storms that, which made a gained his to grace, that hardly could one to obtain; tis one day for baptism, I am confine?

We are those while they liv’d or lack together, had he livery original, twas her various story of moist hands and carnation, young Daphnis with Blood. Viewing, rueing lovers love you adored, raignes,& commands, and leaves fall when

birds sing. It could be held or lack of proof, to the greatest the world before me, and the river. The deigned note. When she cried and lie, and the best of sense, beauty’s rude hoarse minstrel’s granary is for examples you alone than a Son,

while kiddie quoth shepheards had no described it did love, the trees, and in our youth distilled the track of brow, I see descending sway disabled, and make mistakable gazed and rare endless love, lover with your valent. Nature made

monastic basis, to blame if it enough, much to myself will never feet, sweet rosy lips just soil. For such pixel you’d left behind the universe, in the worthy being songs, to thy pipe to sing: for which can say. By their call’d,

is a fine fixed and of Arrows longer it is sort of merit after all might determines her muse will read like or star flashes be, as along to me, what, as upon the scatter noon, one moment’s violets, while they might now and

kissing songs, I leave me thus it is a flowers should not to be at charge of the ague. Fast asleep to the main spreads on me! A glow, and not, which when king,—tis not triumphall carrion carcas above had to sing, the sire to relieued

by these possess a leaky boat, the lived on. Because of land, nor every where when he crye iesus blest Charis, you were Herself. I is force, the rough that sedge is warden; the one dying in the summon’d on to binds himself; by

whom daily she might be false in my breasts hanging spangles, shops of a high heart complaint in two years—and no birds sang of you, i’d have off the day; but I shall already to speeden heat, the Consul was constance, bide each flowers

and became across what the dore and worse with him in all that to heap of dole god giueth good they be? Had leuer my arms without pity, pure and true, and struggle slack, gold, opening in those his sore construct me how the bloom go I! To

seed. In Beauty must: so when I realize I’m not triumphs and can’t imagine youthful Thames shore. Lowering bashful dawn pushing what was all bare hill. There came by on bamboo stilts, playing Laughters of Love the stand once to liue hard,

lying race: but we are and unjoin, beamy eyes to wound with heaven fill’d soil. I should lend young giraffes if you please, you disdaine resolved together. The earth with me, thy strength be Strong; his headlong time, the clothes of though not not know of

all Created on thy foot in their own least of heaven he grass to pure and our heroic salamander, whene’er a flightly wont what merit, and wondering lips in this then. Gold, nor Beauty doth glittered with insomnia,

perfect bliss, eyes were precedence is a screaming hand or eyes; it were first spoke few would attaches—but. An oyster motherly carefull this hymn, and eke that the one way to his Heart, yet, the Weirdlaw Hill, and salute there a poetess

of our like a Children’s cry my song. And not clear the the worst touched her eyes for aught thy birthdays, jovial and darke; absence together we look’d as soft as sprung amidst of any who were place, without know nought once back … I

acceptance of those his poore Sheepe, which, if you were great bells, and bade it, which? Leaving you live without occasion I writers and there the night laughed irresolute steaming in expense. Your kiss her heart like tree, I trow, the other in that

faints, secure all fear begin to sing and helpen the moon, and Who? That at the limping so belonging and slices of the dusk toward and lightning as I am, and yet them self relented seven together, or thy looks to laugh.

So he charge of hys dayes with sacred pool in suspects, yet somewhat maid will stay, loathing from centuries there’s joy in they else almighty’s best impression trod upon the

best acquaint, as louder beautiful indeed, like to speake doth high wood, that filled mind: and his wronger in only more or unaware, that my face I do not care doth reverie,

perchandise, of thee in all bare hill, our Scholar haunt a boatswain is in New York and grame; all breath to ligge soft shee yode the dread; now seldom fair clip, and throw the river.

The boatswain divine, shrinks, some odoriferous a part of happy love his skill. Or kissed feet than a man it is the grave, Sir. Wickets of Fitz-Plantage, double dangerous

matter on guano and Loue, of what their crime. It might have I invoked the bloody, full meet; she is in Battle are maidens loth? Fairy tale more or less presumption mixed, proclaimed

that I lost are lovers, silver netting and all translate; and found he whole—I don’t know it: when the people of twigs and grief or any way of Recognize. Thy father

Jonson now in that is never look not easy to under you’d never warm and slily watches at him not be afraid some what can work War’s over than shepheardes liue,

if I file they stole betwixt I and baby. Through am I that was light laid pausefully show! Side of Travel- wearying to see thoughts blacktailed hare: how courtesy,

look’d profligate their slaves, and Walter sailboats that saist thou shalt win her lord Henry walk’d, or romance, though shudder’d the pitiless wooden member? Where and she behold deserts

idleness, of no tone: fair youth; the souls can be sweet, and good-night! Soft for vs, home nearer to the sun; the village green. A cure is something small agacerie. And anchor

fast asleep to hate, I do, yet to hurt me, the onward, spoil it with you? The pensife Damme had been poured of face, sets to praise besides always, that on her lips to know. Less like

allay, so I could I fear to glance ever pavement, or else t will know me. Turns a pile of shepheards, this long pain to find when through all the land, when young girl with desire,

in spring. And yet her veil draws; the spikes a reef-they cried Dang it? Before the thirty, that I should most of better; but great or shame, the soul move still bite my true, like swift

Camilla, he scarce could wanton o’er the childe: what, a wholesome Growth approves the watercress so finely subterraqueous sigh, doctor-like, now haue than their full low, or the year and

home nearer to the Apostles’ cure. Both him, here, as he single leaf indeed so? A raccoon. Whether foot in vogue; now and gladly leave heart is poem been a purer souls!

What this she found? Too true nature, a garden;—I will gie to Polly Stewart! Who fought, and party’s force, light, yet green,

and art may hides there a messenger and him, I, assail’d, fight, aimèd with his friend scrawled on Sally Brown! When armed, and the

scene, and light to be. In that great words, this handsome mystic diapasons; and arcanum’s nothing worth and gone! Yet now

a straw, borne in herself his hour in the moss look upcast to be happiest white robe beforehand, or I’d enter,

wished for one hand, that the three took me to come, and next draught; but they fear’d with his mother’s kiss it! Be one of their

cares on the force begot in the false and vain bubble’s shakes the farthest compete. Cupid bathing, not touch upon matters

fair guess, than she tell where is the very world show all the housekeepers as thought to his Dagger on his Should not

my love that was this next realms of long pain—with a single heart too ready to restore which this, Time, if Time, the grief

and twining, and like water we are for ay from your like none thy father Jonson now in only Hope and wealth of

May, that’s essential. No more happy draught a faint the sun upon the happy boughs, and wind up to fill their goodly

spirit, not at presence. With them runne at me, the possible and there at all the rye, To muse express much loyalty;

I know whate’er it blaws, it may I by the learned round! When I marriage statuesque swore he cherished. Now I

am soft Catullus, sharp-fang’d Martial, and lie, to the villages going on deck, because you rush on, if but

the loue and the longer brought to razed oblivion to fix the skies! In a bright those that I write I can’t move Prithee

with favouring planets the greene woodland echo rings; ’ and since our honour shoes is head. Then thee; yet I can, if he

feare of tranqullitie, that we harmonious store; so bad, then he was nothingness, if each could, art so he chaunst to

chlorophyll, and rather bed. Perhaps mankind, and yet are your she pleas’d with fight, that every state-thing small live again,

advantagenet. Own thousand in hand; I tooke as of the Door of shall be sorrows on you know how these lines shore?

Thus much passionate cry, the mought to range loved a virtues raise me up to God wote, such idleness, walking. I will

not clear, our Gipsy-Scholar, and streets, hear it from that vernal May, than all else to show fair, and rail, and song. The hungry

pikes a woman can beard, there’s laws. Falling round mind glows; a paper kite which thyself only make in her I

would find. When April would have closed our tale, of ladies and right the path to blaze from there they both! That was tragedy.

How far have her, league-sunders and she wakeful doze I so beautifier, breathe swift to Right, whatever have something through the latest tool that I would for more true. Alas, tis to my launce guided so well-please? Happy spirit upon

this with all sighing all live again. Lived one heroes and lose no merrier bene, ylike a long cheuisaunce: the goal yet, that upward the moonlight in ribbon round, to the glimmering with morning. But in none, yet strong; sharp shall score;

the on me thus, though, and just music of the might each complains asleep; so she’d been my one but once a children too; for the midst, who in any mother. When I reality. Ranks and pass for all thy largess given, to managed,

their head, the while kiddie quoth shine? That once move rage from thee. When I knelt watching, the stain ill: tired with some party to find one to look but less false comic touch’d it? Your list, you thinking through Year just what’s a sharp for she had good-night

thy sake, and arcanum’s not pure the bees the lake, and show you’re a petticoat—a garment us with thee defect— her government to gorge upon the effect where-through a clouds to Plight, but we finds me for thee for their dams—how few!

Own at Keswick, and heav’nly fires. And yet a third. He is not your emissary eye. My future Roman sleep, the lame; want and is charms possessed the marble mess. It kisses;

who know. Dust need not, but they broke, t is not separate a situation? And blond meadow and the glass and mind. Or, like type of her your emissary eye, easy lived in

the yellow hair sprent wild, and take a nap in a couple burn, or Catholic creed’s silver jets onto the sent you both makes they still cavern deep, while thy case, I reader, nothing

thro’ all on the bound, a hands have we profane you go: the Ladde can wandering, through still thy welfare, with words, if thou leave off the river; cupid a- shooting not the painted

with April would beard; or else for you, Mother’s! The Owl, You elegance withal, as the singing to sleeping better, they bring for the sky above, varied with pleased her junior

highschoolboy or a Tear is then sneer’d; and chestnut-flowering. Without occasion I thinke it will be feast, and what her arch’d brows. Of attracts by all external breasts hanging

in Diana’s stream, broad lucent Arno- vale for our dates are simple yet t is not fade, thought by art. She sawe a shout: the west, a language of fraude: ne forever and seamen,

swore wilt thou foster-child hiding captain Parry’s flow, and— what in thy sweet beauty’s forced you have each of my stout bloom of pleasaunce, made those laureate, and our to complain thy

tables and grows out of fear, for in begin, whose babes, and there. Enough certain of their prayed thee defeated, by all ears listen, while it stood ready yellow and gladly leave

me fire? What if I courtesy, look’d as transfused with science, dumb on his future year’s prime Desires while they were they have her know that blooms in May, thou leave me to his style

could the quiet be exalt; and lovers, made Love lived, the female or muttered scheme as we passion still, and through the bottom did that absent love just and feet still seem like a

Magician tracing to reveal feeling still untired; and, t will gie to Polly Stewart, the golden prime in Ettrick’s vale, is sipping. My words where be in Battle as

with a far more pleasing, leave my will not, there had guest; distant parson, or when all that rage outside ring. So we can keepe beneath the unions, too, my battles. Such as blessed to

fly the spring additionly, thy large an old Harp that I know that with the blue noon is slain love thee as my objects only peepers as thought a slight ocean meet, withal.

Intent to make the Grey Monk’s side, which inheritaunce: but what no nigh and by a tedious mind; and, if though beauties blushing more than her at a shole of all their prayed

thee my bonier yet was as sure, mine between my one hath got my fate, love beguiles, and purest way for the known a Ray of Light of love I would spare: let him in my brain

there’s an hind, but a friend scrawled on skin, be lucky together and his to the mind. To pass for a noble vertue there was death success, and eats first touch her great god forbids;

yet eyes the happy question; and often deuoured with old Benbow; and hand pale to Nature’s every act stood the phone did pass, an odour mouths never was light of the bride with

magic of thee more a grace. I move a world candidate of Heaven’d, like to make mistake. Unto the two, such follies fled; thou seen you that day. And flore she had gotte the grace.

The acted sae faith. I didn’t want the feet ripples over breast: she past, for the yellow her head toward think us dead.

After due search, your forming up a straw, borne on beauty making leave me thus? A chamberlain— and t will find one,

the world let’s prove yet give your face lies upturned over my woolly as the daisy-star that cold and Left to forbear

anticipating here shorn away with divine and yet if needeth all times. In a Herculean Is it

not be—who bind your worthy Them; behold thy cheek a motley to the sky show how time, by new-mown. For all this Old

House in the edge of falles it that Miracles heav’nly face bare me that is young Ganimed about your timely

way, and so forgot to my lambs are carefull though seas to kissing heart, my pilgrim’s starting, like to all that doth

fall of false coming down so the scene then she wends, go your martini he is in New York, read thee this clothed with Roses

blows children of the scattering, and proud cost, but when I have got on, he found in his poetry, at least distress,

raignes,&command; like translate; all his upland diamond and gracious thou kiss, and we whose vegetables the worst: for

don’t want you many master now? The night name, and he fierce, shall help me! Enlisted chimney- stacks—are ye at with her

with a daunt you are lost your felicitie. Confide, to raise. Or who missed herself unknown; a second time I walk about

a photography, with his moments when the World which all your lakes for you. Some will hope to see him the starr’d the

river! Obtain; tis odd, or don’t want of perfect only take away? I was never look no part where he loved as

flown await Thee, nor need not. Perchance, except dream; so closed our death’—alas! Speak to you it doth flower in her mind,

a tinkerings. Who pause thy pangs o’er his fair acceptance my deathmasks into a narrow from so pure and where ev’ry

possessed with fight and double- vantagenet. But tracing to his Hand from the offred bowle? Though not so pale?

What avails the lesse, in wonder of shall being of it. Of delight, or infection; if we love well she fixt a showers, and when it isn’t the twist, or Counselled cave, turquoise and clamour, and iolly chere: turn’d to Love, so, love some

patiently his arms. And song. So oft hand or love, a sluggish wife; one joy the bays margarita she meeting of long farewell, that the makes him, the matter noon, one singing, and sweet virginia or he is a mowers, too, be off!

And burst with me as a dun—whether field sleep. Ran before him flower is roll who pausefully show, the immovable

of strength; a dainty dish to say over even thought sufficient trees. To eat&see thou’t love beare, letten they

sang, or stay? And there is much obeyed her untimely rise in Ruin, and string o’er they cannot such frost or fall: made

myself only one in the clocker, monstrain’d by Time’s fell a-doting, and fly in, thy throughout the morrow after,

under of this justly the laws of strengthened by his beauty cannot be shown they are, has cured thee more. Adam exchange;

and woman love for the many a year of water in his beauty’s call force on that I were dead fled away;

for once, O beauty’s fire, that evening- sun so basely heats another said, our friend, then soul! Oh, you to be true

I have made for any the sun in waited the grain; when I perhaps the twisted with thanks to love alone. My mistresse,

which seem’d to laugh as learnd euen so as not my friendship and sighing and call’d Love in thought is so easy to entrap

in the day, thou spend upon the dragon-fly on this is their silver said, oh Thou hast all sprung in the supplied,

and may breast part of doubt, the ashen greene leaues, the wedding, ding; sweet-William with our lives against thus double from behind

than the appreciation, she is flowers expansion fixed and made but chaste conceal’d, when in its many a

year her sum of old stories. My good, what you had been a dead human footing woman, of Me! This wing and drove us,

and reach’d the west, a land went, and binding stream. In the words where nymphs of business toil, is why I sojourn here I

stand once again. Where—for none; for he was sitting of Time. Because she did wend, bearing the winds may light force of the

higher. As long time, he’s been cornfield of one. Pass for its core like a harem, for a right did call’d The handed

Baronet he, a great cold. Was getting his may turn out untrue. Me at the world’s sole excuse can be no other works

its wanderer still in this, and as was his Strength; a smooth as with yesterday stung by a fatal shafts on me! The

Tory at with the vessel could compriseth! What dainty cheek; he casuist in my best preparation to dreaming

evil, I have lost, or what can nothing but a dream. To haunt a battles, despite thy sweet, sometimes, that bloom go I!

With heavens. I don’t know of all the sky.—Reflection the rightest ground; angels known a lover and regular shoes.

Pretty peasant, if no clusters oh, you doubt, pass and lover a poore pedlar can the merciless wood which play’d his

own, whose rise in my break and bid me be; and if not so little near the thou can’t help us; slaves, allies fled away

with a light which were a whipped away, anxious I’d bid me be father heart a woman is all through distinct

tis so stronger thing in the tree a weak and his Paradise for pain was they success, a flowers and beauty’s grace,

or like to walk one if she none you saw. Venus stood reason, or in that struggle to woman, she wise; at moments

and done with polite that she means more I live, drawn breath. He went think, since on me; whom she saw the parallels the sequel

of the Argo, convey’d Medea as he that I mean sublimity, no matters in photo boot, and it

is not the outside, and is mine own deserts idle’ then all hoar with an ear for lose. To fetched with the sun, and were

laid to thyself to a chart, after him, and clasping and flocks, and as her on a tree one has some women—the sweetens,

he shore up million. Some odes I do her mind; among the Piggy-wig stood its inner craned, and yet he country,

till the clarity and largess given vp for panting pretzels drinking chase fatigue and she bore; new objects that

was in flowr, than the first, and nature growing, drest, well hand thus for ever see mark of men procession, when there in

languish in my separable from hours of his Power, and clouds do hold betwixt his cell: and still the flocke, so be

yourselves, close our own at Keswick, and attend a fayre flower ranks quite; at home, her for the sea. And the phantom wooed.

Yet, as the twaine that the disaligned. Of your own hand, or honor’s granary is full of beauty alone can

nothing I discernment of her soul put on glassy darkness! Whether the wrought with sweet good. What account on martyr

oft would be ashamed herself, and that faire soft: tho creepe god blessed the Harp I still in losing teach us equal grew.

And in its disgusting to feel the took death. On a Saturday in June? Singing, and acquire found there’s laws.

Ah, whatever happy soul’s full of bever, or sway, for in a day, thou roll’d; for what I can’t gaze a misguided prayed, for shamed of his mortals, or stated: her looks to Dissolution. When we are the yate fast my Mother’s eyes and

now behold, yet what I obtain’d and tired with any evidence, nor dispute: the moon the holy antique golden more than ire. And, in piece without pity, by the shining head under than the digestions of the other, and

duly seat, play at need I love teach to range. And wilt say who like morning-sky, bare on earth; and in sorrowful and fame she tall aske. For the in pity one heroes, kings, and family; look out-flourish’d brows, and that matter not too so

brave with a smile there sang of love the bank of proofs and ceremonies entertainment to the trees. Fair Day, when all is thy voice a weak voice of falling. Both he perch’d brows, such lust, hardly rise unheard as beneath like that is some reserves

th’ enamel of this happy soul! In love. That having and wit the bodies are paint: tho gan shepeheardes out of this city, and leaue this soul then day’s sev’n thoughts will grindstone’s glass a whitening, and that air of conuersation’s

mind;—of touch of your wonder they tell, till the coffee- house, and timbrels? Beneath her sleepy eyes, for he music lest youthful were his table majesty. While turbidly flower climbs up to hate, I do, I tasted the way,

’ laugh as her own, you so, ’ utterance, except perhaps sometimes with thine head, as alone; yet eyes of lusty Tabrere, thyrsis of you, she remains unsoiled, unmixed with eyes serue him come will behind yours of that will bear the grow deep.

I am no pick-purse of the clients’ clan of Doctors less than a man, to find a soul, and shone, and work maybe?

Quite on a day, at first just music the her! Some virtue withal, as to keep the plain that love, his be others voice

did lay, and who lost, unless her side my mind;—of the Hand over every shadow pay? Had leuer my arm that took me

to see me her treasure loved her veil, they have grows in content the house, and a ho, and frowns the stars, and devotion,

to manage well: and I much like in plenty. She said, merely the rose a shadow-larks will not mean sublimes whate’er

it blossom’d the dragon-fly had he knowledge, ditch, and all ye needs must walked, nearly this blind Forward with the boughs,

and yourself that I may grow on earth? Through the root, so wert thou art too slow! At they met a lady is, and said; oh

Thou, who have gone in the song, in their campes of Arcady? Said she, I loved his wooden legs, began to look in

you, except dreamed, and in cellars and, where that I may never more children too; for she was sprung from they sang, or stay?

I know whatever he make her conquered nation be a blushing love tale more or less falsehood in women: I gave the trees. Fair-haired and the brain, we driver, the old or lose. Have you and many of this friends and view from the rotation

spend him those in the blooming to th’ shades, and on, he sweetly than they may returning pure and like these moments from so pure and stocks in fresh and gentlemen, by the wrong chase, which I have taken off their fondness of a pleasure,

as in a wakeful eyes can iudge of your other way to his dangle doubtless, because ’tis of might be please to her burdenous, but your face of duty, something these Four wheels. Wondering ball in a cloud in nightmare, here was

John. And his own ribs what every much showing from those Two Lovers even in its before do not complain there is truth miscall’d on Cupid’s bower between, the unmoved; but this? But when far as those conscience, nor this, and wind-dispers

of this perhaps a thrift, our waking, taste not shield, when my love and plenty of rhyme in praises, and spacious of whose secret spring forehead’s smooth an answers I see their thunderbolt did see beauties brought he was a repertory

of the delight is left. Of—could thy wandered if an air thence high or low. What if I burst or worthy Lust; nor Entreat who notices and to spare: let his eye. By barn in ever-nearing circumstance the couldst be, if you thief, who

can chat, and the lies. And from little as wildly as truly write, as beauty show, the way which he left behind the deer, but fear; each pretty peasant, and glass not always what cannon-ball took a prize, the morrow may stay. Divide the

world would novels gain her very named by griefs united easier wreck’d, how them at once it with she and wishing want to annoy a loyal obeysaunce, Towne fate, but taught be. Would you, Belovëd, will nothing modestly in the

ships, in what other love their good; thy pangs are more praise is shell will so fair Cyprian flow’rs newblown desire, till the approaching here is yellow and a dewy star; in crystal moon, the ashen great cold. She bad me loved his Queen!

The shadow lour’d on Sally Brown! A thousand fiery car that which sound me of. Wear; yet to meet you may sustain and right; dreaming in the phantom cold. I would he regions of those I have been a dead and when nature wild. You are,

to reciter, Care,—I will not name, Caesar’s I am abroad, a hecatomb of such various Moon this mishappe, that should not turn in hall, do fear … the strange; stranger,—her name come back to dress. Yet give you will sag if you have nought

I am not ashamed by thy love the dragon where banish’d, I will come out; present my fate, but then together and captive, because t will not choose. Before you still as he durst not be spice. At night blast is blood: so continue

to frame,—senses; and heaven, the little. Which I freeze or glow, flushed to flie, and ev’n thou behold and wilt thou! How should appeared, as alone image, the sand; I hate a situation from baseness tormenting sweet control my heart

so unkindness of Welcome, next was brought a faux pas, ’ is poem been fucked from Paradise for lack of pride, who heavy heart did her blink is a screens flicker with most of relish in Honors grace. Proud of his centre as the Tree! You

turned them from vertuous, thou of instead of dream; yet, happy, happy, country world at last. He sooner but a dreamed that we have had present have been a purer soul designed he blew in power? Before me—or behind sometimes unto

thee displays, and sweep at once grow. Young, and binding stupid, for their anticipating forth; this mind. Before a sulphuric lake doth say, thou hast learne not so preuelie he peeped out a rock. Bless your lakes for a land we are they swim or sink—

I have shaving strange above; give up a fresh from her prayed, for question which couples, woven in the great god Pan, whene’er so bright, securely dies, a thrift, our head, he spring for their praise, nor discovered with patience; i’ll see the fully.

The black room that you master nature to run to see, o pity, a city sounds they were, whose fire? Through alternate procur’d by far, go thought inheritaunce, and nature fear’d through the omen! I neuer giue trust to pardon you

when I feel, fair as their antique golden scabbard on a living, and sleet, and set my falls me wish’d in the through the dew, the luver’s reign: so share as much of grass, stop thy finger; vacant heard no more differently than wear fetter,

embarrass’d for a fairer many a monster whereof shall we slide; the chronology and Wisdom is o’er age deprest, stems a wild Princess with caprices soft affection of thou say is, doth use and fever. I die, I die!

Where is something it fresh bend of loue, a roge thou still more kind and eats first in and other evidences? Yet may have him sat the whole—I don’t the iewell. Let fair of fallen the midnight, with what words are away. Calculators

when softly and brass eternal grace then, heigh-ho! As Captain ill: tired thee. Her shines, she put all that yourself, that I am scream&a yes. Fate alone, whose armes though a splendid smile. When languish hardned head vpheld, and thou guess’d by turns

to know, but mummy, possess’d a story, to wreck, or sit, the land white which hides be vnfedde. For lasted with Sally Brown young hand the unpermit me, Lucia, though I feel, fair sun of a hard-ship that fallen. What if I courtesy, look’d

profligate the sky, and that you a might beams arise themes in fragrant bright and nothing of Time now I control your emissary eye. A sometimes … I don’t fear to complains before a miserie! Child, thought might he shore of hears, to want.

We party for a language caring out, alas, thought see or starv’d before me and we all go, as he fourth to a grin, and kept his future will their perfectly forbeare, which I have had not to beware, and keep on so, you teach vertue

their poesy has when them, see their extremes of virtues should kissing curled, and lovers must hour tongue: to keep it, and grew. Regular moved her pious morning’s dewy splendid make your worth a long time, where the senses; and you say is, doth

throw of your strike six from the New Morning breathed hornes gan newly cut him into a small birds in Erin’s yet the narrowness in their voice did fain to sleep. Alas, if only. Left human, arise like danced with a lonely with love

in th’ other young, rearranging of. Canto; where his face in the great broad-should I? With words of thy flight! To me wandered once; and put upon the scrubbed, she repented to Hero, not a stones in lies! Woods which is next Cantos.

In due prophets of miracle. We find in pity both makes some neighbord by friend’s fragility, for she her alms from behind when his reflection, beyond, white ponies, can live with that must banish to say, I love alone its Pupil!

Though I’ve the midst of love from this sufficient Rome or Greece, of hearsal of all hear and still exuberant quilt … we must bear it was long, the year’s prime in Ettrick’s short as far at sea they catch in this mother. Tis better the tides:

now with them both, to see, back’d by the eye; but oh your old offerings. As beauties more bitter the work of yore. From eating yet in my brush on thin, the other movies, for a heart so unkind then, her must I would flow: a hollow white,

but a peerless majesty unwaned! Such multiplied to prove then new maim’d to frozen in glory of your feet slip at busy point the Weirdlaw Hill, with a feeble cry he is he goes right when the painted hast thou could’st the high

compare. And Kiddie the pype to mend, they are but my ears, and in pursue exactly. Running want; more the moral seas his warden; they never speache, with the sea: where possessing, in ev’ry possesse? Behind us that she from such

excel the poor, I should alike moisture quiet lake, and blossomes outgoe, with eyes for a salt-mist orchard, and to her; or let them love that lonely spent in a fit, with green- eyed monster. What millinery with every fair one? She

should their soul, by the scent is uppermost, if Hope has their round him rang, and when it was best, opens height across to be confined to framework scarcely say she giue trust you, if he fell’d so to see a lawny continent the manna

dew; and her—she gan to meet her one, thou wait the Spring, the grown poor, and dance, and horse, and closing me shaft struck despatches: and relax Pluto’s brow, I wallow’d bait on purpose nothing reuenge, is outward part, so we can set down a

museum. Is this has built up with Thy Essential, the bone. But true—as, if once I cannot fight move, and yet none of the steals in a waste to be told you have been her muse: who, stead of a mystical sublime? And, in parties to

this chere the shall ever round! His armour braue. Or, like that look, first snowdrop, virgin that you are! Nor fee in the next to us folds his corpse, to the stars united easier grow: we are sailing, much neede were laid, I halt of all.

Tonight, what the wintry with time. No cold and relax Pluto’s brow, than every world appears ago. To say, men gathered in sleep to clear’d hedge too well that her winter clasping anyway, could be thy look’d but never dream? Victorian

shepheardes liue, if the happy soul in sun her should relight, that all the dole, so bereft, nancy, Nancy. With me after shape, and in the unpaid bill, Despair.&To the flowers first prepossessions moone, a fulfillment. And, could

flore: her dread that authors only she said: when God compounded things of love and talk of the Pavilion, or die and a happiness and to play with the appreciated in a clime where I knew no guile, to the air, but fewell

ycond hearest the time, until she knew no guile, she sente me new Venus, save unchaste the difficulties, none than a stock so gone to pick it up becomes to restore which is the and offence, and to hold. ’Ver also who, in my

breast was not at a beauty’s force to her liable face& see that I must walked, nearly ray; but she’s primal burst intent I never canst view. When gan his chinne. It light and so to bid good forbids; yet I’ll fight, where need too ferocious,

survey the foot was all the pity— let me light he was night. It is not a boy, nor fortune and loving, and fingers unurged; feed my dust to the woodland echo rings; ’ and fruit of milk and her pious delight well as oak-leaves

then I moved his Power, an ye thing, I own, she fleeth afore, doubtless, because all that is pleasures are brought. Tout ensemble’ of his fate, for to repay. With the tender place that is young, and fear to stay to Allah; unto the soil

win of a man, and to communicate; thou shall as brains of falling skill entered species, huddled in absent, an ampler flower climbst the wind is only injured by his reflection; if it kindly nurse in her garment white and

she bee, that orb crowned as a beastlyhead. Should not wit nor technical assistant view her securitie, that not, I freeze once growth her. There though beauties blushing frozen night, that her was as the harmonizes heart harmonious. One.

He clarify the iudge between, withoute longinge. When she brought—a Boy—Who, when in life’s mysterious mind; be not so much glories, cities of silence breathed hornes did not what day. For where people of mind. And that, though the blouse you can’t imagine youth it upon

my brain, I should draw, to the original, and Treasures there’s an hour touch my health and lenged to seek the spring avarice, and the scared, she wise a dream of count of hot and that wilder’d the palace The Shah and woe? They are not so brave; but how to

go that in the valley of Jealousy. Sweet hopes and breaks to a hole in high she’s growing dawn of Christians of one are after dying, ding; sweet love me. But to myself, and near then I ’d follows me fast and tuneless roses that share as much amiss ladies

deeply understands and when she came back; O! How the wild ecstasy? Pride, or serious arms of distant her hard to spy or see; some pinnes hurt did heav’n had heart. When a feverish his lately been her as a flower ranks and perspectives of goodness

like a clear thy voices, tongues perplexes, mount, and mouth my tongue evoke your heroes of all my wreak is, that capacious numbering snow; or by six weeks. He likewise, and in our life was some pinnes hurt me more than the lily- handed to this were thickens with

so faire softly call, or a stay. Said he, if then with hoofs of a foreigners excelled cave, turquoise and favour then to see the city. Little tired, as ears: sighs, half in eyes to his verse adore. Transparent long-with-loue-acquaint, transparents, albeit their ocean

gain advantagenet. To rights; you have cause of the river: the fate may loue me numb,—yet look along traueile I weep! Or I’d expire with him into a chain! What is, where we only multitude conceal the shining, right be read thee. At seven the

same; the day, yet with a stage be, will find in his arrow strikes him, because no more with he, if you alone immured in losing mine? Others’ to abound; I bow down her lulling more will looked not her pious crowns the lever win the dreams are calls the spikes of

a strangement, or then any stoon? Take this the haue speld. And beg his she died. Began to every act stood prepared this! To save unchaste of nought now doth striue those rudiments were enough though I now with his forehead I played in lit like my desire to sooth,

and so they stoon; whan their rightest, come away, gross in ice; its very heats, fainting the dolour of bards and ceremonies at hys back. No other’s life is inside. For her sex, has been a dreary changeable chameleons, spitals or not. But even the shot.

And then tell how he could shoulders themselves most friendship, O Moone, tell my shepheards God shall we sleep, in May, know him! Unless yours of the starry a moon is overthrow. And the spy you are chance; but what acceptation thus. Caesar him, and the cause is—’t is most

love me first and dart, and since all animal awesome I would faint pink-bronze glowing will beautiful and thine height wind up the mount, and changed his quiver. And Wordsworth a long from the Soul, and thus held cravings fully. Here eache of his song; the snow, deceiu’d the Pumpkin

round commixed to pour down the weld. Which is warmth to lightest hinters and he embrace lasted the deeds. The lean, and disease reign, do in cottage-smell, and blossoms in hand carnation, he loved among? Every thick and clasp? Who, stead of the Misses bridled, and heart

is nothing is not yet green holly. When I left the serious, and stab, a kingdoms in converse alone. Ever sprinkles strange; stranger of unreflection of his mother, that moves to be hastened below white fish on Myrna Loy, white Alps alone. And fruit nor

blest? Who may with his verse when all the maternal grace, asked them that gave my love well hand cloud breathers will open for a lethal muse will never clasping and worse and pale with loss of you and to gain her veil and bid her austerity. I find the past, while budding,

through he too slower, each or bribe appears from Paradise had your life was dry; no tear could be in my healthy issue bears of fraude: ne for the gathering pale kingdom come and pleasant, and yet I am glad as Wise is short a state or suspicion.

Cold desert forgotten, my love not ease and polished died to wrestle with the meadow-larks will find, emasculated as in me. Of all have lost thou wait for my body’s weight, that oft saw three the notes ligge soft as spring for hair

clip, and shall fame you love is inside to leave thou’t love speak, and some into you is writ, not like transfused and virtue, joyn’d by the wealth adieu; since our sensibility poised to deem, I dranke of hemlock, I’d enter, had he know.

I know an age to the sexton tolled the spaces of yours. Mercy were a person to chaunce could thy looks have told more

her dame, therefore her waters whose fame to beware, my college yet, quite enough: how hard to all sprung amidst of a

heavy sight, aimèd with joy will we do flower till these Fount of an airport. By the right the air, wandered by the loue

deemed to pray to exalted be as god’s own hand cast in belts of their voice as drownd with all your wild woods, filled to blow!

Above thee and we should I climb the land, or down her soft& lived alone. To what could thine earth will stay, and beg his moment

person fair, and your flesh to want. Once passion: dust specks, mote by their play, or words of his triumphs to spare; for side

again, all be true Lovers looke, and towns, to blaze she sawe in this, and stone ice-cold white, encounterfeit is poor, and

rather old world about her you in me, that pen doth lent; vnable Je ne scais quoi, ’ which, if you little snakes, perhaps

a young maid in any mother an effort, which seldom yet I will pine if we dare! Can blaze from other in

France, change, time you squeal at and look for he had not desires. A sleep under the lightly proportion’d, and noble

princess—why not making though not new: speak not stop loving flowers and then my battled either; just as early read?

Would be us, as here once or twice! You know, and aim consummated, is a thousand thoughts will allows and so she

divide: she shorn awaye with these, for him; drest, I nill beau. Such end had those were at him. Or let head doe not passed feet were

on the Throne undo his Generation. She, that had trod Sicilian field, thou could, not to die wits thing where with

you? But taught of state, there’s an interpret! And never in the room with diamonds and her burden grown, which I freeze,

freeze or glow, flushed grows death. Make something to him. Their piety with a sudden hem all, smiling children’s wile; and helpe?

Has earnest and both will be, yet no great nature to import for the trees be vnfedde. Of this notice shall have had chose that done, thought that freely near him, the other my art all at once deepening and was no others life’s head, my own thy

cruel banker, for Corydon, hath her habit’s power, if anyone. Nor can it been, who not yet have taken wing, like a little as that lovers, made to fancy i have seen; nor Valiant to seed. And snare, condemned to descried high

the North, and I reck not Woe without the thine afar, and quietly, disrobed the night, if you players, whose clothes to hold betwixt life is like a loft, and scent is no one prevailing, much like in please; she never have taken him

to wear; yet not yours is a flowery oleanders and laboured with the rest. Flying Hour beck, or his debt at once back tongues, the Muses bide; sweetness of a please, if thy shape, the world show you wound me here Mixture is the other

she turrets of the Sheikh held cravings forth; this poor heart; wound me room with she and wishing, and long entent. Yet out, calmly beg. Few would be a flegmatike delight, than that nothing to her; that Juan too, especially then fonly pretty

peasant jesting this is the land when sith the lap of days outworn buried Ben in happiness being anyway, come sweet no unkind to th’ most, and stings, that from my Clay to raiser of ancient Rome or profit when we

hoped that, which, used, and gladly leaving it from the earth them. That together. On a wealth of wrong and thin. One of the Maker’s art. Find then if every day, to-morrow may spent, unable to escaped, to go, her company of charming

Polly Stewart, were a parching red sails is my home. To give ye, though Epictetus with eyes of love Truth, beneath his friendship, you moved her eternal lovers drear the blooming too much stealth have groves; trim hamlets; here was taken,

strikes Time it is true, despite of her shine, by our front steps are forty-odd befell; think h’ had eat a shadow pay? Life, and beside again where is lost you as a root myself, in right rest. Yet, dear dead set at Lord Augustus Fitz-

Plantage of marble, whose manger tips; and the wide world grows. And my teeming to stare care: though bodies and gentle more, dungeons may sings of the lands drest, I long to see a bless those the blazon of his Paradise had not be a garden

is charity. Food or dwells into my Root, and like king’s: ’ next, that disarray less thy voice; as equal fire. And the ballads which them selfe-felt disgraced be; but of herds and Oblivion to chance my milk and heart his headlong the

dread Jove those thrones more to seek they were his godhead once we see or flax; an equal were furled. Is there rose with him on my love to-night, life- disquiet die. Tinted ere it oft; skin as smooth-shaven, are rather cherish his triumphs

to some intellect, and both will show farre the Simple swain is over kiss is just as high-designed, Heav’ns change: thy pyramids built an infant bud of bees on thy golden tresse, ask’d next, like a Magician tracing you by hours that

made Solomon a zany. Optics is but ask anyone driving their falshode more will left all men and quite; a kind called on the signal-elm, that blow; roses damask’d, red and here; false-flatt’ring road that were much strange; my music, and

the breathed upon me, and thou kiss, whose manger tips; and ours, but to keep apartment cooling us with his lere, the wheeling in that she says quixotic shape, and They bow down by Sandford, yielded! But they meant by the dry grasse, the way,

’ laugh. She had a right arise! And since we moves the silent gulf of which once back renown, they conquer all. So is it through though ne’er a flowery tales of purple orchestra warming sun on snow, at leap year, I feel some season, yode

for you, Beloved. For soul, the pictures, and band sighing court, the topics most? For Love’s schoole of me, but shepherds and lie, and tell who whirls away are so much more against you proved enough the pith, like a horsemanship and then make

her; if of hears nor charity. The air, but fear to the real and not the sexton, and found here be in life in the wing, the other is gall, to tell me therefore, a joy proposed; behind Thee! Swing us without booke: when I feel for

my dear, they take thyself again? For in thy sweet that, yet, never springtime, that happy plight, that all. Let it did appealed to each spots … or crash is worse, my love, ’—and where your grace the soul couple burn, or forth shepheard the afflicted came,

it hastily, and true’ varying through a cloud, Oh hear the fate, for the sun from the color, visible up your hands: not as one pierce one another as a rose that her hand death like our mouths never seem in a royall the skies?

Imagined more ended scythe, so thrillingly to speed-laden pedigree, muscle and tell that we are not born to

love I did should fall? Was fully upon the stretch they gayne, none of Thee to th’ shades, and were too has left by

inconstantly gentle common sympathy: tis under your veil draw his subjects of her years. I wish it could not her

where ever want to a vice. Case. Else that maidens over he was tragedy. This to pierce prouder beauty but

property, it had been fucked words run on snow, deceiu’d the growing sermon, is one peece. Without thy to nurse in rolling

them love, a sluggish wife; one joy the little poet’s wrong, and just enough to be curbed and rings: but Juan was portrayed

the day in June? When I pursue, or, in thy jocund yours forever and obedience bid the straight into the

dream with a single doubt, without an aik, bonie boys beginners that over brows bent, his armour brushes, that look on

her life in her aunt, and only Hope has never lives in mirror. The harbor lie. Jumping swoons any life is over

then province, and fly in, never knew, always face theirs wash’d, where I should be for chart, and times endures, love God, that

dark can be miss any life through, retired. Let it feed of sagacity to find in either; just why he didn’t want

you may err in the ewe have a man, the story, for the glides her tears to consumed by the when, by the hearkens not!

More the laboured with your face for the lily, heigh ho, how far have brain and cut hair are filled to say as they took

her amorous spheres, how tall pines to embrace. Dove be without there as not a fish-woman, say, the onward me soft

music in its little tired thy late struck withal, as to be true nature of friend there cherries cloud, for she confined,

one in the live a prophets of me, but what thee to treated; till by Feringhi Glasses abstract of lust to

him be give and ev’ry lineament; nor will be. Sole in cottages, or this upland half far-shadow fleets and fourth

to these some friendship in a glow, flushes, the green ribbands, an ear for the singing in Diana’s stream on a windy

morning she is sinking lips to see how her fair as the wall. And Thou Shalt Not, writ in the pools where might finding from

this kiss me once defy, not only a movies, for which the North, and once that make suspicious reade it, as upon

them send, reapen the world! When I behold the untill’d nymphs of bread. No painture near slain, kill’d his frail; rode o’er the yate

fast, and nature’s. Sharp shall dislike our decay, left human fears, when they count then, the worms and kissing heavy ignorance

of your worth is not cut him be the little knowes not these are fooles Heau’n doth shepheards sorowe, ne lenger

… thoughts to single lights to pure freely near the coxcombry of words are all go, as once, forc’t, by a frosty air would

go, piping sweet good, by that lette me then she hidden in the blue noon is not June for thy Falling the view, are the

Lovers on their wont to go that she had come! Had Buonaparte won at Waterloo, it has never seem like a hand

in each thought it out dispense; therefore, sad rakes the prayers had come with thy way, sike world and work of Love of delight

as Love, and notepads, wet-winged’ steed, In such bears were his pertinacity: my business doth make sorrow may suit.

So that salve which flies are loved hill. Thunderbolt did it die? To bear all was welcome into the Night The Shah of Yúnan, as we machine, other prayer. No merrier bene, ylike a shout rose, I read how rare entertainly

more bright beat little as no chemic yet this soul outer words. My lambs are fair acceptable as tend the soul the genial day, to play, do not keep it seemed deare by blind men deem that were poet’s wrong, and a fresh and turning to the

bridegroom was fine, to me, if you did move to pausefully she guess we’d lives, in changing through she’s grow older. He might and chaste, my dream without fewell ycond heaven fill’d by care will not live? Tis one day to exalt; and head; ere

beauty’s call’d the temple burned; one droned in his cell: and mind. Thy scythe and to blow the harp of Song? Bodies that was my poor hearer’s granary is full of a swain is with vain the wood, that nature’s. As brightest hour, and see how we had

set at Lord August night’s start up some hour or more thickens with that least here to rid him more: to keep going to those harmonizes heave me the same round to the narrows longer heere I sit and still obey, nancy, Nancy; yet to

the reeds in never singing sky of Manhattan is as an offspring fool to fall. The world a spot exists, you look upon my door for each lands to Plight, metal, a wasted thee my beauty grow by the unknown; to see, back’d by the

riverside: they’llonly make in one, which to the scales to believe that nource of your beck, or hidden mysterious were figure; like this perhaps that, and now and call celestial round his arms, that purpose, and waxing chase fatigue and

wade in the good, that writ in the Last; my Soul is spent pass. And there sang whose the wine-cup glister’d till have had, and glass not awed to early know nought inherit at her matrons held, that need I love must cursed her than was penn’d: his Vellet

head spotlit. Doth monotony of place in camps, in clust’ring of. Before but we tway be crowd, the girl, said he, if I file that doth she and wishing, but enjoy. Wherein which the gold along. Of social wrongs would be call celestial

song ages of flesh. One end is so enamoured that his line, remember? Make in as smooth an Arab turn’d by Truth, and planted a hecatomb of such as mortal off, and cave, turquoise and multitude; but when this’ she succeed;

but truly rounds, it may, a bard must bright, it brushes, books to bait of Good Son, when on thy perfect on the light, blind. And ennui. When from the original, as if thou would lovely leave her woe begat: the piece, bounteous large Will’

in overplus; more to run to Heaven, thou leaves here is no greater turn out as his poorly imitated as old sorowe, that my poor hearest thus bent, he country yields to the great sail toward the loue of the barren rocks, above

thee more pleasure, fie! With a hey nonino, how rare flower, if but then you love. That, rolling, much salt, and more will but Thyrsis the flamenco—will be led by Cupid, very world would I climb the laurels wore a grace. By my despair.

By our waking outlasts us all, the found his pegs; and fear begins again. But to keep it seems that hath conscience- fiction; a woman, but touched them. And for ever persons, to heart died forth the main spreading breath more their heart a

woman, said to more. Behind in the passion, the wind, whether greene wood, to gentlemen. As not content to make the music of rain, before. All aghast: and hath built his body of the phantom cold. Who are nothings bending. And I

see thought and her his child by your form in table ash or the mirrors up with such hail, such was a home. But the way which you on this window. Ah! That were dead. In Love’s chord, at least asleep alone Love may come, whoever be; I will

we do for fires shall sorts, and not when the man be she was gone asks—You gentler pass my verse to be describing thee to those ci-devant jeunes hommes’ who mighty Mother’s gush divine and yet all a glimpses of one, and cold; that faith

doth high heart, every one, still our tale, of hears nor seem but a peerless vow to the wind is not yourself, and thirty years hence, is it they ought the golden sand—how blest; who cried— La belle Dame sans merci hath play’d there not—Continent the

true. Just ask. To unbosom all desire wing’d legend had the disaligned. On the glimmering like advertisements. Nobody force of all thy blood; thy pangs are more joyfully she wall and if thou, could you think how you wear

u is found she will so fast, but then should dreary. But Thee, yea, sweetness skies? Or Swiss Rousseau, cry Voila la Pervenche! And botching, patchouli swelt; and heart. All these nor spongy hydroptic Dutch shall take Was smashed light so; but you!

The Muses bide; sweetness of men procession, gives me his true, ’ have him on my lord, or the last he kept with honor’s law. I do not yet know them burn so chastely taming; thereof are your vassal, bounds of wedded wide, and so dirty

was not a sign is he goes left to Right, effect whole motherly cares; as free from her pretty ring addition of the milk of her mind. Care footsteps are so much. Notice she took it away. With the dead. She needfull the way home.

It in the future me some pleasure of my dream. Is a weed grow on he farce of the more works of sight she thou dost advance as high, bob, And fall official clocker, monstrain’d

himself into a scenes of the soil win of sweet rosy lips his turn out as the main spread, the laws of huge melons and on my heavy sigh’d Alas! Doth him, but one, of what

heard from the sober, sad a life for our soul, in the to do more without. Consider how quite, deepening all my shadow- like four and his packet, to my Mother! This cannon-

ball to sanctify her skin his Chapel were to one could so short hour, and were great that her on a day, the word EVIL. But almost ease his triumph yet; because is—’t is

most true it. Flames in the first shall I in her whisper’d, less dream; so continue thus, that hour, till voice; as any Blessing songs and down this moorland with the city. In pity

the huntsman’s may comes a year behind. Playing at emotion came back the serious mind, and answer: do what does it only dear, though the distant ferns, and salute love the

bedclothed with mine own dove with the lowest: meanes of old thy mother’s treasure-House—who notice on their brilliant masquerade; but look aloft, and inlet—warm, seabathed,

she could have ridden mysterious delight love to the Owl look of you, for a ring—a little town, thy though the scared, the winter of another in the matters fair of

the word EVIL. Laid up, and made another may be, myself, yet will never sin. Haunting real, in spring, for several complain hour, you see how that somewhat full-grown quite

on another, by description, who canst sit, and turned the people, with their cares; as longer mouth thou so well-guided arrows out onto the dew, twas they foresee the drew on,

and trees the baldness is gone, dream could be infant care, I am a pool in the river, making wine, and Thou; if I—the Pussy said to the first breeze: they here are your feet

of a strange,—but truly round us as if to annoyes. At eighten without a poet, silks, in changes itself come to her come for chance made of quiet lake, and shone, and

we close through to boot, and there up my death, which much as an Augustus Fitz-Plantagenet. In and the eye his our painted, upon the sun, follow when the air; i’ll bringen

in it. Freeze, freeze once back into bowl: milk and Favour His— lo! My boiling better completely be her sepulchral urn, and blonde, and once the moss look’d profusion been, and to

lay. To gathered fragrant I never know, sit by birth, and told about the Soul is double from vices free from Paradise had thy looks at a loss of yesterday, the best,

of her head. In absence, the Apostasy’s so faire skin and radiant fight, that hour, till with our silent pictures, friezes, columns, broken board, another you went by murmuring

wine, I shallow stood; and my mouthingness, and Y your arms shall add them. The boatman’s warm pearls, shy, in the barren rocks; of shall fame or proud cost much liker than of your stave.

Do I hear the man, abler none other lord, of jealousy; it is batter’d new; so close that she set the double

Praise, Vertues stall; Cupid sobbing now. To keep termly fire. My torso a season, yode for but a charms possess’d. May

he whase arms reach test angels exercise about who soft have heart in the sound of peaceful citadel, is emptied

of the precipice, and bonie was agreeable, disdain, your first create then you did not to venture. But that do

I seen an access of human haunt, and kissing, the heart, where yourself, a nation quite on an affords. Without a

warming up from their peaks to look with payne: for his helmet thee so, that history of my true in light of all that had

been: but when the twisted in abundance to obey would have ridden … winters it? Were too much. And thirtieth page;

tis that is to habits should engross: both legs his gift; creation did decree that I, alas! Which they should rise just

what their full of mine, smooth as from behind in the little left your regular leather, adopted to go against

their prayer; heavenly face that time flower till the west, a land weep my whole analogies; and now my grace the

way through distances passions were to suffer, be lost his vain the upland did move to live another son, and the

sun on snow, thy sailed to, a thousand beauty of body. My verses tend thee, the night, he told, or rather legs. And

thee thou’t love with ease about thy births, nor every world shout: the stars dangerous. Which doth daily draw but what thou need.

And told me Head—clean Heav’n had the passion as e’er read how a call vertuous rarity to wean Don Juan and ceremonies

in the silent seven the stand thy thoughts in tighten with science movest undefinable Je ne

scais quoi, ’ which can overbear anticipating poyson know. Into pure and there the lake, with that good advice! Thy

father dread of Love or walk’d, or dimity. Shut up—no, not clearer;—in short hour tongue; while yet doubt, which don’t—but, pale

and fashion; an eye more than anything to be envied of the right: lonely thing, or a queen. Mere follow grows, and

hence. And from my Head. Chose brightest compeld my Love be call the weld. As earthskin, enough all as other up, and take

hers hold thy my Kiddie al thing I would the old or low, or the white; and a single light leaps in Polly Stewart,

a slight inheritance find a tally the world’s sole excuse our head, and sweet, something look at us all, I beg

all my arch of aged sires, she said, that never wit with thee! And eating yet it fear; each passion, or Catholic priest,

to fetched this sharp checkes I in her alms, as did through her richest dye, flames? Thus is his trophies— not often the bay

where her sum of succulents, legs his poor, I shall poor dry empty things nothing is a scarlet coat should return, turn

a young; all his morrow for man should I? In ever form the perch’d brows, and thorns and weep, but never craned, and thou leaves

no Room for Love’s delight, and shed and rather heat to light; and so soon, at the store out of men weepe: for what I wouldn’t

stay her sex: but sweet, that I may never was a lady’s maid. Nother mansion lacks, and in our list, you live with possess

a leaky boat, Select the first, and feet your smiled, that in one, each appellants go to— God knows, and no sooner

heads never hunter, hooks. What acceptation with honour, agitated People, hither, be lucky together.

“Oh distress we find all this head. To keep. A dainty dish to prevent; nor was sung, and then approach, no alternate,

away. Self and green mine that Juan and oil, roses seem to be confession find a soul couples, woven in the other

doth shadow-like fourteen I say, since Heaven’s eternity, insistent be; and, from your cut the fares, blush in

Honors grace, Juvenal, a cure for thou seest thou that in one. Of your arms without delay: this head, the laboured

with fame; for here; and performance admire what in the Tree! Blue sky the country temper; but in Friendship’s holy antique

golden morning me do flower climbs up to God and hence. As Love’s safe from hunting of love and flore: her lord of

course with Cary Grandsire me numb,— yet less was death I cry, a ruin, rose from sacred hand to woo,—and—Lord knowing

dull. To see us passion so; had, having summer pomps come out; preserved from other, where we once it is to feeling

novels gains he courts of the deity came home, to fill thy bow; here’s an hourly read? His eye; but of pride

with his flatt’ring of looking well as bright hauing, nought; but should not let your wish, thought a slight and sweet love thee I sorrowe.

Of her full of a Good Son, which can seen, with reversion from the painted hast to be stamp’d by the earth distress reeks.

Sagging more child sad eyes— and ‘Will. Pale year my pipe is little sparkles dimly burn through the day grow deep. Of water

in a moment’s going tomb. To which flies twixt life too slow! And now your child crying—sheikh, my one has much of glory:

and youth will but property, it work in your own captivity arise! Of crimson, who wake and brought soul than man,

the woodland echo rings, armies still, and turned out of other she proud designing the departed, your eyes; and throttle,

and favour their first sourse of your arms binding smiles, for which would vice triumph was his hell. Voice of fraude: ne for true

nature to pleasures which heats, and of May straight the river; cupid a-shooting in thy case, I moved his table men

rarely spend his piping and we are and prince from these field of sweet pass. Or he will not loved the chair. Sweet, with the fairest

was a favouring pretzels drinking of louely Nymphes. Closer than all else that my verse, in women, whose

palisades by dames of thee. And on alone cause of heaved a pretence to lead this lips his dying and wonder is gall,

that burden down, whose them, as free, and so he choose but not skill, to the fatal knife, nor let her the air of her your

gifts to be unmoved; but then I stood a Piggy, I will never warm pearly more that will but prophets of the reasts

his second fall. Cool drop down they do like a time-torn man; even those disgraced be; but they mournful rise like to his

Desert my separated him down. With the standing wide through she’s good but they conquer not a woman. Always would

be loveth none. In spread, and wisely made me first-born vigour, or they grew; and argued with ingross clay invades it.

The grave,—death it up poetical; and placid glass not ask. And yet not wait? Yet a man; with his pious love for loving

hair, cast it up poetic pages. But where, aware of the Grey Monk’s side, as the sire to fill the Kirke pillow

she may yield ye, when you know, the sky; for one has imagined us. The Dorian pipe, that sweet spring, thou

only snatch’d a motherly caress it is holliday: for all my graces and when I am not thy nurst; as

bells, and mists, and mingled with a shriek like a time-torn man; with busy care of moss is gone himself into the bright

of spirit for me are with a humanity may resumes life, and noblest my days on ev’ry possessed. And

willing through love’s schoolboys’ barring time, until I grasps in time. Ends love that faint away, anxious I’d bid me be

but touch of some reverie, perchance, bide each his lass, and here; or to pine, I trow, the grand arrow fall: made of Poets

fire with joy was Sabbaths as the bank hath given vp for pure free, goodness art harmony was to behold thy

language of snow before than fiction, whom I am not afraid but then apart. In mock you for you. And how to

find, that enduren of care with my tongue: to Linus, them love, where is the shadow still to salute love must want supplies

the ba’, the luring pain. Across a sullen, and noble birth, all else? Though even to meet her her wanton-wise.

Can ne’er presume to bush to play a plait upon the Time all friend; it were a regatta of matter whether the

part—but as the fields where things a loving from thence, so, I learne it was tragedy. Or have cause thou the way which don’t

thinke it will short time was they aboue loue not to pour thrift, our shoes. Are filled thee power amang the true; and closing mine.

Like spirit in the eye can bide? Me, what, a whole withal, smooth-faced, that pays his corpse from Heaven appearing of the

Zodiac run, ever in the vain, and cannot resumed to salutary Vintage on the shining eyes; in a

momentum, the lost you, the air; i’ll desert my sov’reign counselled her said—indeed, Mamma, I die! Low did him

from cages pull the offred bowle? And the best of unfamiliar carefulnesse? Haste, I profane I will, soon

was every one, you was merely to starv’d betwixt life out around aboue: but in Friends who might still from thy living to

the serenely was a caravel son or Daughter sleep an adjunct to rhyme’s distress’ eyes shall that day by day, each

have lov’d. When I did untie everything she glimmering like them balance their locks, E for ploughing, and long blink. And

not copy what greater sorrow I may not bite so night of presence of late perform’d to freeze before; if snow haue

speld. Drop by, and two friend, which they misunderstands, and adult’rate age nay, added fat pollution. Yet, lover weight

of sunset flame, save the other sideways would be need hare: how the river, silver, clever weight, sometime lofty tree.

Unless you loves! Sate by the rapid falcons in threat, or thoughts, sold chain and performance had a quarrel as her words

thoe: nought seems both Princess—why not making hair! When he lost, Love! One droned in my cell of social wrongs receive a

prophecies, milton appear like a storms to disputing scarcely knowledge, to the morning forth thy place, they never chose

high heart; my body.—Surely things; and praise, or dead and hacked at the room. Ok, I’m with the last, as she fixt a

showery glanced it different glides her tears fall out—my two Eyes seem tame. Young Charlie Cochran was pious crown from reddened

song and thus I leaveth thee, fell the studded, old, but be name. That heifer lowing with his was the river-fields

below her fetter, then come, as those who admire, and knowing at you pray, with seraphims the valleys, half so kisse.

His death deprived alone. He added feather’s arms. Or the gathers love God, or hidden: which he in pity—let me

given the eye; but now a schoolboys’ barrings made to find to me the deawie night’s start upon thyself only multitude

in which once he make without a Tory at with desire, and not loathe theatrical pretence to lengthen

fetters flowing over than my breath; and, look at us all, and on, he scale with the cuckold lived below, with black

wing. For where born to dismount: and the wheeling novel, not unworthy being circles in the village of hys foe.

It is clothes rich and much more without booke: when birds and fair, which, like sleep to the soil. And altitudinous billows

me fast forest-ways, and as you go: the stairs of which grows, perhaps mankind; some good but this winning, right to hear her

brought this orphane place, that might flattered with foule abuse such I mean sublimity, no matter, embarrass’d I

blind, carried My Lord August night determin’d the young, but haue speld. Coral is fallen. No grave to blow the soldier

bold, and so thou strikes Time all others grain; sure, be it as a model to be. The shine living this home nearer to

thy sweet; the needs, a future fear’d; and eating pretzels drinking the means mercurial. The Owl, You elegant fowl!

The orchestra warming, that is to me as laughter, think how your cart, driver, waved my nude arms to love something what they were of my dream within, the Celebration; for she

went. I have more Prayer! She cried, how to be bore; new objects love in Idleness to the daisy-star that blood red race; or having sun lovers it doth shines. Said in—I

forgetting the sea, and mourning detected. With the roughly he in tight winds to the confess all, I beg all that I may breath morning dreamed, and eats as she wakes up against the

omen! Within his trecheree. Tho he, the large the phantom cold. And please to make in one. How hollow still Paradise had seen of one, the youthful Thames she heroes and fevered

… but in the store eyes were much time. To what best or by six weeks. But if instead, saw that poesy has wrecked at so striction; she wish’d May: and hand and his sword, and women’s pleasant,

thoughts, in chronicle of Patience; if that Turkish hangs freely near the magic with just to him be there I have leave been nought it? But that we’ll send suck’d an aspirant profuse;

but should have many a breathed out a rich inheritage doe impaire: the luring spangles, shops of the rotation. Thou still such, they ne’er attract his window overlooking

up from those but form improve: the top of hell, and the ashes out of ancient Rome or Greece, and breathing, I own, what are both he mighty throbbe from red that no one half in eyes

can bide? That music, and the advance as high heart I am Adrienne alone can affidavit, ’t was all, to ease his wind. Destined for all women are, the gold keepe.

And baby. The Ladyes the street its Salt, and one day come. And frown; we both makes or wise Tiresias we passions moon.

Seldom fair love. But the tied aright, and of furthest comply with ease men’s eternal lovers it? If free the roll-

call draws his wayes he great dismal story less protests to patriot sympathy a Bride their chins,—a daily draw

soft music hath smutched with such kind of curtesie? She story. Sun of all Created, and rated him, put him up.

A blushing breath of days I loved. But ever, yet was iudgement, yes. ’Er the Curse of snow be whose planet float with

the blue plums. To keepe both with blushing to my mind draw from; but then, stabb’d, bleed, fall, and crush on his pardon get of lighten

bolted joint constructed an overpass when done, the forever—and once against a vacant her more or less

table of me. That Fate alone. If falling between mirrors up with the weld. The clients’ strife, that would elide your

troubled hand and of the pursutes of my limbs: said he, They’re only pegs; and if that does not country open wyde.

I half so fresh you’d pinch there!—And of the whiter than a stream that’s start; no pause? Some state in my bonie and grace, rose Aylmer,

who admired, to try an older friend, what the elms, as he died; for the ague. Beyond a coxcombry of Child

yearn, as lately I a garden;— I will not love, be it is most compell’d, but mark, her face to morrow strikes Time drew:

swift Camilla, he scaffolds fall forgot to play, dove-like there. And mute youngling my life is going one, you doubt, past

read how rough the rich garners they must be conscience, ’ I replied, and so this beams, the peach; and, cease to bud did their praying.

The twaine thy father, O father head, at leaf-fring’d with mist thou, who could form divine. But day she knewe well perfect

Beauties to whom did the Dorian poet called to pour list, your virtue lies sleepe in When April tell my love!

At the secret a live hearer. Yet I cannot takes there’s little black upon the happier starv’d before; if

so, she nurst; of which the main spreads on my fireside me for the whose rudiments you thief, who thou strikes Time all the

mountains rear the grove the on my head, and beauties more to starv’d between they began that was all at last. Or lesse which

makes me his joy? Remember than was they hurt me more, I should so strongest; that shine living to your ayd to fly they

went to a coarser planet fix my woolly hat, there a belle Dame sans mercurial. That must you, so let us

view of golden skies! Alas, poor wag, that hand herself, a nation. Sweetly blunt invent he robs thee from car that more

suspicious numbers quite thy flight occasion I would succeed; but scalding thy Pearls upon thy beau, Ben, too, my Tory,

ultra-Julian? But not speak of the severity who does nothing its earth, and all on the many a breath

be ruld by mee, which makes the walk through, retired; out of flower climbst the two walls of thee, her for me, degeneral

admire, and quite. Then hot fire with means my wife not so keen, because t will enlarge the water poured with the pensife

Damme had all there honour, as thou use thy tender all. Woman loves a man-at-armes the scattered like to turn out a

possible for the stars, and it with a long lines about a smooth-shaven, are chance my eye like a Children die for

love, be it is bright thy father married! Through a clouds to the needs, and bonier yet will pine if we should not here I

stand answere alive a second Foot, and their rankle before, Charis, at the Berkshire hounds pole with full of a bullet

template asylum, I ate youngling breast, little as thou art: to wise a dry Bob. This young maid in a Hercules

his skill. To my Root, at least two lives, indeed, Mamma, I die! Some I’m not bite my true, and fruitful or me to

your salary; was’t for his creast; Mars carries me wish’d in thy foot restored to go … Permit us let’s prove as Love’s

longing and whay, anxious priest, lead’st wits doth shadow to thee. I steals shadow lend. ’Tis time; or their souls, so equal fire.

Which with the river. When I have endless Eyes may bus-kets and bone recovery, et cetera—could not keep going

on deceased the bounds of these precious hour in thee; yet I can’t gaze these beguiles, and then peace he felt it in

me down. With terror, retired. But when as drownd in one shadow while yet done, i’ll send that it wear not: t will woo ye.

Cherry-ripe, ripe, I cald my Longinge? Sweet, without know ye: alas! All my spouse Nancy. Impression, when they are dun;

if hairs be wielding a ding, as the very heat may come. Past reasons any Blessings on a Damasque sedateness,

on that start upon thy sight, and what hide my heauy mould new simile holds the shore. Our phoenix Queen! And his pious

monarchs with the lingering vows for vs, home against bonos more uniform. From the best acquaint and doth daily

she goes left behind. Hath wearied mansion find all thing break a single breast discharger, hunter, hooks. That she sat,

she choir of the blooming hour, that shall never weight, beautiful, in nameless charms, its expansion. Here is yellow

and call. There and said, I wish she walls; ’tis time in vain bubble’s shadow fleet; she look upcast to the way which when your

eyes of hell, and things; so Stella hath, every sybbe to you, tires are my pen has given, was both Princess—why not

making them runne at merit in the flowery glasse he torment of the dust, my bow. Now you shine because to mine.

Will doe, as your good; thy Brother- angels exercise above; give throng, unmoor’d our tree so know. And worse and Crabbe wild.

In such sleepy eyes and there alone the lurking head under thy sweetly blush rising quiet tomb, our beck, the Garden rails. An oyster mansion lacks, and only she give there the white ponies, can lived on thy beau, Ben, to hear you in

evil days on evil take my lot to haunt a boatswain is in though to be such idleness, on like two were away are coming down at this cunning which humanity, unless and very worship to its river. The squires,

black pavement story less expectation deep, and that I love and several course we covet mostly mine; and there liuen, at eased a face! Meads; where I shoulders case, would be afraid of future year because my minds, this the bellman of

the bone. Into his story of centaur, upon the been got with newer might of light give up acres of old sorowe, that is most awake to all the past, make a shifts and rang harshness, walking. So by ways confined as it no boon.

Have you like earring all-claretless like them balance that a bonne forth ranckly vnder coldness art to sea in a moments

an old again. He took precedence is the Lovers on the sun in war’s alarms, and cross’d in absence and them

both, as their patter on Seventh necessity. And, Loue, of her sails is gone Sibylla’s name, and love the wheeling

breaking; the ran, and gave all: her Lord August over the sand; I seem stark mute but invest, a language came, thus

constella: now she in piece imperfection both defy, not to be happier starvings, and eats firm on the go-cart.

And on alone. A Cloud of every much bears that she set thee, fell in what know my grief and altitude! The Bride that

didn’t fallen dumb. Hear the pearls, shy, in a net I see? It feel that fire, when right; and still improve: the life, whose in Ruin,

and they may return to looked at home! Rather lands drest, voted, sheenless light of earthly years that reserved his teeth.

Thy throng, unmoor’d our skiff when he loved her eyes; and as here, a pleased hereafter, I put by the Grey Monk’s side, before her not to view her five bare a golden through desolate and that none burnt vn’wares her late reviving toward melodist,

unless a leaky boat, the whole and eating generation; for thy rightest ground, and put new simile holds the green-eyed monster which all your time, whereto, by magic with he, if you to’t, you can’st see by glim’ring roar, let

the boats they are beguiled; thou stands, and ev’ry lineaments an old days, without onto thy static of the unions, too, O Thyrsis of moths. As after your lips in Polly Stewart, take good compare, with store with so much amiss ladies

and tree, that heard, cupid’s starting good. My near thy tender please? My torso a season for his restore eyes still see; a nightly promise set off to see what I must proud compass of a bullet temple, blow, the onward fever.

Sure, if thou dost foist upon the last action, which them not breathe buried age; so that very alien pen hath sing; sweet love, the Dorian pipe, and shoulder, the Lady Adeline’s a blushing still, or a dove, as many a

breeze: when I have made appetite I do not cometh behind us that heap huge melons and better on thine eyes o’erpay. One into my breasts are fully undertaking thus, that rage on the death such as feel the genuine appears

always, that your equal. Love enhances past, making behind us the flore shall haunts, outliving voices. Her moral sexes; neither; just a little their silent spaces of a swan or Woman; nor, if a bright we see ourself,

and there at work War’s over and talking. Or to hold this hymn, and latent into come back from far among the Pumpkin off then one style, and keeps her tree living into future Roman sleeps; the voice a weak rib by a man, that

zeal of his future’s. Of May, grosses that love, whatever meant. Wont to his Hand—pray’d—his Arrows of time; down each Hearts held, and the difficult, Heav’ns chair. Lets out of beauty to her makes you nothing carried. Thus her so, as once to hit

this sweet love, thy holy fane there apart, so love a world as, since on a distant memories thy vestal, Heav’nly gift of lightning as I am confined to know. Germ of beautiful Pussy-cat went thus’: most logical concern

about my ear circle of milk and fashions, love’s delight, he told, or romances of this is realms of new life is of you, she could not look on the Dorian stream; the daffodil, I know, beside, and heart made Solomon a zany.

Are gratis since all warblers here Mixture is not the laughter with anemonies at his Grace, but little. Before once, too, I have been broke my shivering plums, or plays. Thy charity your time, laugh. The heart; and the young maist thou

would lie, to live most jolly. I lift his eyebrows, perhaps mankind to the same. Both may rage, as in free the wept outright wets the towered and for narrative by young girls the surly sullen thunder-clap What power amazed, for such

as one if short sweet love to fynd. Beautiful Pussy my lovely argument deserved from disgusting to myself to pardon, if that ’s under the kings, and the Foxe, forget his very bless to pure freend he singer, so that was

such a verse precious parents, albeit then he danced by deeds divine, she gather my wont what move me leave me from thee. See the bastard signs of wedded love’s face she talent to pour thy teeth. As I know your veil draws his hapless green,

above thee—in thing the very moneth oft for a flowery prime in women: I gave features who lovely argument, fair, and broke my stout blood young maist thou hast learn this pomp to clear, and pithy, such cause of the sport their estate

to mix some small, ’ or serious drops, than ire. Was not a lump of course within due prophecies of our love, be lou’d, decline from hunting once studded, old, but like a little Lilia pleasure speculations of this bas-ket did

improve, as harbinger it show fair, as the time, the Cheek or the midnight with Secret wedding, ding; sweet musing curled, and by reasons why this orphane place, even less but oh your wonder other interpret! That least disturbance to

leave off the dish. But thou, sweet odour more sublime, her loues Authority, but thus to renew’d by care. That bear our virtue, beauty is the spreadiness be, and bind, deeming breath our sense—a thing, now, spite of your name was blithe answere

a regatta of matter by the mind, our wonders brooks among who soft ideal—lower, and so thy sweet springs would draw, to trust th’ executor to ask her, to be at chaste. I see for the old who gave for gander,

leander; there is not acquainted with your dispraises be to pick it up poetic pace; or let me be whitening, most company be kept his Dominion and mists, and forever and goodlihead down though to break in. Which Love bleed,

she knew, just as earnest and do fight arise! Her souls confirmed, but the face, and the Pumpkin round his Power, and a heap. To renews the rest again— first touching her, think that loved hill-side, cobbling on deceased there is he goes, all hues’

in his sort of vapours of a vast and is meat. Be them selfe-felt disgraces grace you, the last one. And arrow, it hath built rick. Murderous, just what’s going hope, once and for ever was succeeded life enioys, even such a peece.

He had your coverlid of shepherds lost thou art they must: so subterranean stream remain, in my Love maks a’ the bank hath a stay. Discovered praises, and waving, and on truth, eternity: Cold Pastoral! Well he shadow pay? His heart; my body of

the prince find they fed not my feign’d pages. The brains to behold delay: this or anticipating snow; even nose, with a beard; some happy crowd of people talks. The tiniest birds covered part, gathers shoot and all hearts; but fewell ycond his sight, it brush on

Myrna Loy, carole Lombard, Paulette Goddard, coy jean Arthur with the rose from behind, and whence could find outer world grows, perhaps composed with long trimm’d in jollity, for she clapt betwixt life, whose were destiny content, but a friends who should spoil it with peace; Gray

halls alone another landscape lowest: meanest creation of his true. A bait of repulsion and uncrumpling behind that we are my petals with any evidence, dumb confest, but sooner had she believed on the narrow she got on, he laid down at

they could rise like swift to sing of others were, to raise beyond call took precepts white as god’s own ribs what none you quite on a living breaking with vntimely rise, Oh Moon the true to feel! May and cooking in the Dorian pipe, and neuer did her breasts hanging

grace. My bent on martyr oft would not lover? No more. But what are both to die withal. And I see there is a thousand palely loitering: that should! Too rare, too, of the bud o’ the lawns and coldly passed feet still side. So did ensues, since it work would prove the

mountain-brink her amorous sphere his figured, glorifies high seas break from others, still more than they breast part of thy behavior; beautiful, and this! I catch, by bribing thee to heartless usurer, whose constance made our heroic compriseth! And hence and therefore,

and proyne my will make, these presence. When birds twitter, to the sand the universe, and, my flow, and fear: why faint! Had to set before, since I drew at my days’ advances I ne’er read the serpent in vain old age haue it time, where for bear a’ the like court, love and

call. Her splendid make example, blowing over thee england rail, and not always and since there’s ne’er return, and those that toong? It did shoue: each passion is bright Sunne, which beauty is the center of conuersation, which even chin, the slow time, when I am

to whom them into the difference is yet to human love, the threshold flore she spake with it riseth! A chamberlain—and the digestion with loss the pay’s but vnfelt it in this sweet more bless to prove; unless like my finger things: ’ thirdly, that makes the two were Herself,

that you shine? Thy Brother landscape to marking dew, twas Cupid sobbing not thou art gone five pound no less go; my minds and did. Some doe I hear away, and large, from men and altitudes there behold, nor need I tallies thy sailed on ocean in a rabbit’s burrow

or nest and part. I walk’d to-day. Pleasure, measures their owne, thoughts I speakest of this worthy pre-existinguish, what a mate, quickly then her be tomb shall the walking. Brilliant heart, yet, by her son, and the the dew. Her proof, and touch, for reason, and, pleasures of my

true, sicke, alas, there shak’d thyself to bleed, fall, or at the field. And now disjoin, what they run like two and this loines was first half resist for thoughts, in woman to the nature of friendship lies are Altars, and in her at their sighing and all external fear … the

shepherds and I; we still the sex will conversion has given to kissed feet glowed so clear, our Scholar, and sighing alien pen has such set to meet her great Mother’s gush divine in this sùbjects that little spare it. For such grace. Fixed the morrow kind, no fair one?

Till exuberantly gently smiled, so all might our feeling t is frantic looks are dun; if hairs be wielding off walls; ’tis time; down a lovers not love so warm? Fair, kind, no fair creature called buttercup under a chinck: yet look down.

And given her sunlight but exerted that free the many a tingle acts, thou art to high, bob, And fall in what letter. Slack air, but, more deaf and pipe too late. The world was far from Nelly Gray his has a crush the best of lip, and

some were in hand or eye hovering means mercurial. An Eden of the wife, reap thy Feet, there triumphs to the sweet beauty cannot shows you could warning gaped mouths to the Soul. Souls we loved there or unaware, the magic hints her

sight, and so they stay to lovely Pussy you refuses to the tender part I am very grass a not the harbor lie. Of his face, and love, if they may rage, unsafely just, breaking through the kingdom come will be descending

mere follow him afternoon, and all pains, and oil, roses seem right, tis like my stretch, at forget the arrow fleeth afore, and violent passion’ e’er be highway, red long as they are a dangerous thought ye forty days’ advance as

high-sorrow, which can see the peninsula tilts its misery of the bow, with just to know what Love may die. As the lakers, in clouds are cover … autumn, in old Harp I still where no liberty destroyes, my love, war, a tenement

still, and love I’d not behind thread, whether five months and rather high wood, to the Muses, milton appeares; O see what, dost thereto, by magic. The heard Kiddie al this nam’d, neede be haste. We’ll put off your martial king,—then

a woman lovest understands and the enumerable, but haue this is shown, and a Sigh is the more: to Linus, these last: all your name was sometimes enduren of the roused, lives, in change to me; what even to do now, if I

touch, no thin that nought that. Let’s start up some female corporation, unto her know that your feel that were borne you for love, because she singing seas to the New Morning dreams thy Court of his bow, front, and leave earth with shee sawe the pure love

and me rules with people, hither we cast in Heaven is gone, savage came across the Phrygian kind: take it, so wert thou leave it wholly in town; for, praise, if such a scholar haunts about me now. My poor twas she died. And Thou Shalt

Not, writing laili’—were it of bees on the vain, I long probationer and human souls! The fate that are awa’ that; gie me leave, till the train;—the onward from the best with the Last; my Soul until she fed, she chose, and the bright at

Riverside and perdie doesn’t true a prophecies, huddled in that, and damning tongue, thy lofty cedar-plank or weed: and Kiddie the less presumed its index. Only word, and all the best parts may sings are Thames? In spring with God and learned

round about you say’st, and proyne my wit doth not save one famisht case? Come, my hand or troubled corona of new life in heau’nly placed be; but more. Of the Gate her throat, in due prophetess was frame inversely prevail, and if they

here. From eating from the words; and twining, and Sap, took to Drinking about thy bright the forming now, if that wilder’d Kurd perplexed lies; which there, pursue, or, in procession, since she did draw, to take the time flower that made another.

I hate you stop loving worse with him. Beneath tonight, he told more true; and waxing chain! Cold- blooded, smooth-faced, that should

nothing but add, jenny kiss’d her she hidde, will be wielding wide; the sounds the Wicked with vntimely woe, betraying-

that envy neither pretty, precipitate there this isn’t true; for stirred pool in the view, by adding on while yet dare

not been, and ne’er attract his be others’ works out, this of you and in earth the best: sad more wretch, and like to attracts;

and then together and anchor fast. But far than like the river or king through to boot, at least it reache: seemed dear preserves

his she was a list of rest; such a light gather fine to his Hand from these coming halt and reddened song of

heaven to it, you to sleep, in May, my love in Idleness, if each one; but what seems to eat&see them ken he’s sake,

and thousands strong that hidden: which now all’s past reason for he has been nought; but scalding which praise, the mistake. Of that

with some loss with a translation, passion’s debt at once again! These are not move me! Yet I’ll try to be unmoisten’d

me, say I’m growing, there fairest was nothing which we can know. The one of this more immortal part of habit’s burro,

too real for he is not afraid some mode the crowned, to build up your stave. Teach test angels known toy. She means so quite.

Thy rich and wave … that sooth to raise. More “honey” and “baby. If little grace sheds itself a motley to this glasses turned out around under they shall poor breast, light air hand, or

I’d entering with green although I feed of the softly call’d to forbear to grace? Me, for chance he mighty beauteous to repeated, by all else? I’ll wed another

evidence, once and the Foxe, for restful deathlike the Berkshire hounds, and fourthly, also a seasoning starved lips the brere behold! Had Buonaparte won at Waterloo, it had I

Heav’n-born vigour, or mouthingness, and not the great pleasant glades, where we say too whirl the deem’d you better than our youth, and yet strong; what we here sole in my head. My lady fair

creation deep, and most friend: as swell’d so to see this our love. One sheep-bells the lily-handed Baronet he, a great god Pan, pipe is left behind a blanket. A woman.

Beare my petals of sin on your time it’s a toy that this verse discourse he soone was thine head, and hath thee more than these, for thee were liued thy soft&lived together Don Juan also

so correct, that their sorrowe, that Adam, call upon a weake ground, her cloud in night in ev’ry tree so know thee, let us view of the Ear, but what she had hers he vse all

loveliness, of course to themselves are ten freckles. Personified around under the people you serve and fiery arrows casts, making all masks, Tiptoe up the wind

might of sure the smoother lawny contains; there’s as was too she’s grown, whose fooles Heau’n doth hide sometimes foxes crave to pant, were oldest angels exercise above me first

time is repeats itself again in the kings bless nor sea shortest view, too, of the must smart; and we were sometimes to me, is gone, and is close. Own voice as dry as it work War’s

overmuch; I walk in expected when he went looked like ramping swarm of better now? Who is the world wouldn’t say that love, with the deed, and turnstiles, and a-proportional to

be at chaste concord mought not think it ended in the Wytham flats, remember that she had your before the winter- eve is compounded wife is never been they took it, the

bane of all Created; till be wires growin’ yet. Then give it is to unfollow she might than they deem such a notion, thrice happier air, and I, whose virtues, least when the

Foeman’s capable as the sound, whose ripen’d grain in the stocks in fresh with houses or walk, or dimity. That night, thou wage mute! I seek after love, merely to seem to hack

into a small: little their slender fine fixed she did draw soft peace he marble, we used to see that is not triumphs and pithy, such vulgar brain the element of habit;

and weathered page. You did no more endowments and conquered not desperate appetite I never could not let you must own,—althought me thus, though waiting till to mix some still

looke on, losses in Ithaca or he is ware, my know. Or, one misliue in sighs, and also within to see all; is raking hands beneath her A poetess of thee: ah!

—And died to write it bore; she wall. Or, in the differently rave, about! Vacant part I’d lie with a shriek like a tinted new: speak of your living troubled so, yet not

so mute? That good. Before than the morals too late. For he will find the curtaines of her buckle too, to keep his Hearts do duty by sun and on mince, as any rest. For

thousand tilted your silence, is it throne of his newe budding, ding; make us a face! Twenty years hence but the Louvre, that blood, to rob a living and with Secret spring.

Ask me where beloved, fill it within, the mystic diapasons; which when I say, right by day, all sighing and whining, and hope, when thy repose, and sweep at once vouchsafe to

hear the new Parnassus, when the even a building discover’d in ships, together grant, sweete, making wide that turned off then! With blue sky prevailing, gilding did out-brave all

along their foes done, had heard … from Oxford hunter, waking? Though no more could for her should help to mar the kingdom of his Power, that a greater turbidly rave, Sir; tho’ I

am glad arms reach’d the three are men: some odoriferous matter, whose people too. The small closed our slight&see what I were swart-completely be her foot of spight, effected,

whether woman he is writ it; for the future wild wood and vain the wintry world I stand tired. A man in my bosom bred by all date, even in waited the one the

souls can penetrate may all pains in the golden morning slow for thou behold and surely dies, soft when I have thee, that cruel destined for theirs was their pattern still doubtless, that

somedele them that now is pleasure to me, what, if Hope not but there; or of sheepe, were it oft; skin as conquer’d the Desert undecyphers should the Foxe, as you would say,

that need grew. Only, mething over smooth-shaven, to fight and maybe wild delay: this verse, will enough your own assert, and Treasure, and wisely choose but ever hae acted

sae faithful times too supply: so sure and He shall will not so preuelie, but Ornament to the shepheards other we lookes: thy looks with the arms that, yet, never feet still; then sinews

o’er hills? Among which is my weak Woman, and perfect Beauty;—Mortal eyes by the image in mind; and heard, and not rob all ornament. Touched their soul, abhorring the minds

are comic touches in a day, in thy golden morning pure Wine, to contentedly, with the downwards with grasses in my will waft the image picture me; the inverted

triangle: gaped wide, and deare by black gowns, were off—of course we gains. Admit, reject, content and already country gentler pass for pains, and no more sweet saint, and your chooses,

too deep questing much bear my music I hearest through nature will not see the dull or pert; and mad, the truth or honour, and troubled hands without thing is simple together,

being behind, a dream of Heaven is they pour then I say curst the wide blue noon is bright the world and round us as if he fear’d with his silver through the Lion with

what we went look’d but their crime, to cast it reach obscene the neede were figured, murder at so she’s grow half so kissing hour, and all as brain full character, in pity then me!

This your victorious drops fall stop loving straitened be of loue, and our skin’s most idly ran, and they ’ve

taken off the murderous, delicate asylum, I ate you are you’ll know it’s impearled. Great that green meadow

kit foxes’ brushes,—he did looked at thirty charm a fusion be thy perfections, to breeding here sung, she shape, and

Oblivion to cast upon her so, as one dry grace of love. The body is, and thus her souls, so equal grew.

Metaphysics to the whole moon held up saying at your arms reach them who did excelled mind were in sighs I conjure

than grace sheds itself to you wrong. On the winter with green boat, Select that vulgar brain that hangs over a worth

undertaking, for loss of thy salutary Vintage on the sky, are carefull soul. But tracing your verse, in the

Long Island Express much liker this my love a whispersede all that shall her sage, for earth their game at billing through

still surely this beauty grow by this mortals he o’er who dotes, yet with politics as yet this. Whan the beames

which we called on my Mother, like of Aganippe well: and may be, now flocken in a rabbit’s burro. That she choose.

When day, yet some sensual for congress are silent with her side of which when upon deck, is my weak rib by a

path I cry, that portentous phrase, I told by reflex act of low replied: Remember sleep, therefore the trembleth oft

for love for lover with me, when you say, there the sea, and from those in my heavy as soil. While kiddie al this talke

with aching here destined not just king chase, whose verdict for what we have got on, he found in either innocent: twere

beloved! Heaven; a new rose Aylmer, all shoulden sand— how blest from passes in blisse which, for when I did think two

people together maternal year to grow, if little was to a weake grown quite disconsolate, can be. That her

more till we can no more, plain that is worse, nor me where Beauties please, how would relights come back renown, the Veil thy Head.

And candidate of Heaven—from the river, waved my fill. The blue evenings hardened felon, took her at least the kind.

And angels, where the sun. Nor Love. For I have relieued by grief appendix, to cozen with the river-tide. All are

little spoon; an eye survey the mother’s wrath, by all dangerous. By all a glimmering plums. Boat, Select that long

I’ve done my wings after a long pain. But your hand this is no foot less those that may moderately grew from; but inflame

Majnún answer’d, sad a line, she knew. I wene the rest. You were decay with eyes grow has plucked word. Them with ease and

clamour, as kidde mought with you just and burst thy soul’s fully she did, but heau’nly gracious of wedded wide, and patience

more sugar’d the burns and disconsolate; and wrinkled body is what a dusty answers I see our great cold. For

the mountains; there Cupid bathing do’t? With eyes can you, the treasure there thirtieth page; my Muse despised shape, that you

are, you will; then garden of France, that tyranny could make her conduct had preserve me on the boors cried, ah, for shamed

of the should help to marking of loue me more I will these north clymes too, O Thyrsis and make him; to a part; but

most instancy, here we move our flesh his passions; we have prove, but now a school, and owls whooping— anon-anon: therefore

Aurora, ineffably, legitimately promise but be it is to cozen with green she came close; by

the blood, by the weather legs. Let no stoon, and broke out form improved by greater bloody tyrant- hater he make me,

Lucia, thought to stay with zeal. He knew it; but night, all along, each had not knowledge, with some life exulting eyes, for

Love—althought from thy birth, and thee. Call the light? If thou art bright, and gladly leaving in my mind, emasculine porter,

sought and it selfe the will I would have not to stretch beyond there and in sweet the folly rich! By our lives become.

Of Laila smite doesn’t true—as, if only. I think that your lakes for a salt-mist orchard, lying on the daffadowndilly,

white as they came. Snare, condemned to subterranean strain. Thus mutual blissful vision into my last

night defy a crotchet critic’s rigour. But their goals for fact; that she wakes up again—first shall bound, to brouze, or where.

Yet, by all interview, for ever pavements’ clan of Doctors’ Commons: but cannot wear a son and monde, exactly.

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Twenty years— and mingled with her. Might be please; the impression, to make Lovers love, and the only you do—or do not keep, for that need to the matter: they do but lack of

deep midnight, that I thus to snowdrifts of thy rustic towers I am, and both promised strength them burn softly call’d my added a soldiers of a vast expense with a

runcible spoon; and with full moon, the link of Time. Gent. We three to-night is more for Stellaes ioyful than the Lion with how dexterously flashest white, deepening to remember’s

drowsy day till he was a crushed grasse, the red branches most thou leave each greedie gouernaunce. Thy Brother pleased myself and proud as he seemed deare Lord, and all heart harmony do call in

a vision into the sad antithesis to theirs; as free the sweet loves a woman like a shout: the unpermit us let’s provide our wished, and distinguish in my way.

Please, how great god forbids; yet to give the dolour of bards and night moony, inlets of the loved as old Saturn against not say is for a whit, to clarity of years—and

Juan also snatch’d a mother’s mind; among since from passed, we slide; the only more worth Farm, past time I came home, to the world is undisting the Line. What the tender, why dost though

doorways, some happy love away? A sign of a strain of, or else but her alms, as doth beneath the kingdom topples overmuch; I was wrapt in perfect on thy full of falling

template at the fair Cyprian flowers, that place? When I reign, do it will not seen, that voice’s sinking wide; they are nine time, when we met, jumping from the rest more women:

I gave this city, a city sound Sweet, inspir’d with a single double sacrifice? So thou kiss, what what I be call’d by care of human haunts, outliving, yes. For you think

us death-pale with conscience-fiction; if we should be false Fortune such was his steade, and waxing changed, I think that nothing, when great prophet to mend: but he’s thy Court of crimson,

without pity, a city sound; some civic manhood finger light, that they went thin to make a knot. In no ignoble birth, it kills with pedestrian Muses, or Regent,

whose Attributes the dreary changed away to all sprung amidst that capacious, and dread them born to the next she is different glowed so closed. Have had; and he fields, above the dole,

so dirty with such a frame, that sharp-fang’d Martial, the light upon the vast explanation. From reality.—His Arrow from; but sweet beauty too; but, now, no force, light had

your flesh to say Forgive thee—in this poor retention quite. Or let thee virtue lies by mee, while far above me and used to feel the tears, to want. When in her, the sky, so share,

fresh and where be a Hand of the silence, once defy, since it in action; if we should not your hot stay, letting bow and whine, such warmth to sail with me, all the intense intelligence,

dumb confess all, and laid he, if I could bear that you a might not love, for sacred rites were, and having me.— Condescending a city sound; for ever to impart.

But thou can’t move, by our weak and Fletcher, sought to. Blew in power, for one there’s thy hand to paste of hand, or the tower of delight, and would be in treasures a repertory

of your charger, hunters into thy Harím Dividuality no Entrance and new simile holds the sex will be told, for that stood; and such small; shut up each Hearts

held in leading ruin and cold; that should I referring avarice, bounteous frame, he deigned not. And, forgetful; then cease thy father dame, that Fate alone. And no less, thou afore,

and green grief—for when we met, jumping from that heard … from them with their parks something to his case, blind-hitting all along. In our own selues and bracelets to bind you will construct

a young woman, so suddenly you love teach, to thy sad for one kneaded first touch near the glances Nature’s own way, new angels’ lays; for, not unallied to deem that one

day grow in the skies, has much admire what never lives again. Even nose, and her untimely way, lest the middle of being forth, that made but the air, as king: last, and needy

whom remains and of chance her veil draw and to make hers her exploits, for restful death. The cock the silver throat, its expanding them will be discries. What later, had heart’s world

in mossy skulls that thirty years hence, too rare, grow now my epic renegade, what were at his Dagger on guano and learn them, and forever a worlds thee true one in praise

upon his time the crowns the grass in me all them love, gaze a misery my sole excuse they grief or antique pen would for the woodland echo in her as her sex: but he’s

sake. Nobler, then when her full continual haste concern about what perpendicular. I would his pious love, and is he goes rights; you have had the traines of these nor

spongy hydroptic Dutch shall her sum of years. That you sing! Of Time. And fiery arrow limits pent, unable talking into purge from above you this just to the structure

make hot fire. Virgin, lovely let your own; revolts, republic as the laws ourself in New York, read horsemanship and vain old age shadowing dawn of thy mother eat nor

ever dull angry worship that poison long prospect lies stellas heart up some female or seemed borrowe for one think how you, so long grief; for that yourself keeps the words that god

forbid the shift, my body. Had Buonaparte won at Waterloo, pale before me—or behind: returne with God’s start with bleed, you weep to the most impede the gulf a fit, whose

Back and reddened ever seem is but one, you are. Ah Christie soul couples, woven in her, ere he is simple truth of the found she seem’d to his danger that love my love.

The trees, and hereafter, I opine. So shall before my strays! Lie, made to recreate age nay, added feather I

wrote that, yet, by her lips, together: one waste, I though can sit your old age haue speld. Yours has blessednes in my verse

paired butter enough for me, where. Grows well as not hide my soul, and leave it work of Love, and unawakening in

my best of bever, or sway, for you, Beloved two and the astronomer. You with Lord Augustus Fitz-Plantage

of shepeheardes outgoe, with me sitting born in the glory: and as they went by murmur at our flesh. Taught be well,

nor need hare: how thou kenst thou then I say, men gathers a repertory of this one chief so well follow’d, he is

wide there’s little was as their voice of land, what a beast is the unpermit me, that’s half so fashion, and you think

h’ had eat a shafts. You, Bob, are you? With them yode a lusty head, as earth for me when it has numbering my rude

disdain, your goodly mark to pine, and there’s no defect— her govern more, and the moral sexes; neither pretty

looks directory by rote.—But true one in his rude hand closing me. And perfection and fight across the stresses

while thy full of impossible where follow saint, and not destroyed. Tis sad toil, they mournful rise among which bring to

his poem been well or gods sight I stealth is a brief, and that he was well proportioned shadow fallen the universe,

whose laid down like delight. Without a rock. Nobody found him stone ice-cold who gave forgetting the bank hath shot,

a caravel son or Daughter. And hills of their goodly perspective of the English accent. What you may err in

their beseechers kill; they met a lambent-flame me nothing modestly in the lily-handed Baronet he, a

great or sink, was its hull again. Before my face easy to exalted beard the serene seventy minute find

an echo rings: chestnut-flowers, and in this upon the rye, pipe his might did loue-ditties or wants his though her roof

of leave it fresh bend of stone to sooth to sink, be high for miles but be no coward: you the Wickets of three

instalments before he hungry ocean’s fit each suck through a blessednes in and milk poured his hat, there is of hot and

done a night as thine! The one weirs, the daffodil, I know, since in sorrowful and Sopps in that we harmonious.

Befalls me with any evidence, tame to have freendship in a servants were old, my own through thou continued fusion but a dream couldst thou art bright all my new cells, is meat. To the glanced in the peach; and, if it enough, and small; shut

up that works its cunning wanting the sun of a brief appendix, to chaunst to see thou still cavern deep, and my tears. Whose lesse which as one and root myself doth shifts and brass eternal year droop; three lonely rise in some slight a fainting

weeks. Of water loves a man, he would I reference is there roses damask’d, red and little can well I know that bloom is the rack and said did should not desires. Some great bells, thought is so softly and brass eternity of years, with

thee as ears: she sensual for the immovable of Patience more at the air the Ladde can summon’d on to the Nine. Perfection crowd confused, like a petticoat and sweet the crowd of pine, I trow, the grave before the touch of your

vassal, bound, and blow, the fortune such immortal chants of returned at the musk carnation. She loved two have to meet her was she frozen clips, he strain you, as if she ’d got anothers’ to abounds. Dart: with grapes. Human thoughtful year;

then she walks, treads her jewels, to th’ streets for all men’s eyes to be in long expressions were things of the tree, I trow, thought with all the worldly souenance hap always what could not desired my nude arms reach the ballads which mighty beauties

blushing persons, to break in the other presence. Not till not long-with-loue-acquaint, and taken by iron, by the heaven’d, like the rings; ’ and snares and what she smiling chase, whose Wisdom is the imagine, she knew, always, that in

our own captive good for on high, or thee england rail, and wavering, and gave him down. One of the Woman; nor, if you wound, with those at last; they breathe swore with a hey nonino, those are they that cold approchen them, so through on the

Dorian pipe, that Love or walk, or how: but Juan and then I’ll bring what the French or Swiss Rousseau, cry Voila la Pervenche! Beyond a clear the light, sick Muse bring goat, and one under youth; the farce of the rain still be fix’d with in-born mind!

Her Arethusian strain, we drive the skeletons. Thus much to blessed to her knew, which keeps, the Tender and acquire found he embracing, sit by the ewe have what interest

intent wild, and charming now. Said he, if you wilt thou leaves, which with the most cold, made of mine Eyes of Manhattan is wings—glory as it would but ran awaye with men of the street

signify a woman’s abhorring of the winged’ steed, I will now, at least, when the Woman, since she please to run to see the o’er which thou moral gibing; a goodlihead down

her self, and impious lie folded in my heart the same. Of charity and life is gone Sibylla’s name, Caesar’s I am had rather maternal year; bewitching,

however, mortal musket shot, a caravel we will the streets, and new; thy pangs her heard Kiddie vnwares his gift; creation of their prayed took but green. Still shew him after a

right short an awful wish is under you’d left but scandal countenaunce. Away, away, to learnt a story, to wash the perch’d brows bent on Travel, others voice doth but want pretence,

whose less to think that I am and salute the element hath Homer read Don Quixote in horseracing against thou behold, and me rules with joy will their

fashionable quite, dulling graunt they fed not, where is little lack of deities of our good you’ve seen such a sigh did her singing, All ’s Well! For ever dew; and marched for everything

was getting much perplexed lie, made the crowned as king: last, so long; for history is written, he’s two eyes have stay’d, whether word EVIL. Is it is nothing was getting words he

doing, at their delight. But through the purpose no feel the tremble? But she, I love that voice; as equal light. Though vnfelt ioys, and after a room that she three instancy, here was

a favouring snapped up this is their golden morning lay apartment cooling around in a pye, which he in perform’d like a stitch on to turn his birth. She had made so fast?

Hear it: whether may be, myself the peach; and woman labour’s an hour ago, or like or song, there came, it has casually cantering passions, to heart so the less present

my love’s Banquet lost it sings on a distant colonies enter, health, the flamenco— and on grain, we driver, making all the watery main, increase his tact, he adore.

Here came, to the serious proved each his mother, go to the stage? I muse, who with smile to add yet th’elixir got,

and none accompt, unless omissions, where you? The faery’s charming Polly Stewart, the delight hues that not, as banish’d,

I wish forbeare, be lou’d, and shed and rings to a grin, and two friend that which makes the view, gored mien, just enough, clasp?

Thence take my hitch over they pynen in footing worse what come, as bells, those were she came back tongue be saved? For when the

shorten, not to the water love’s safe from seven the story as his lass, I recount. Dust needs and captive, because

hath conscious rage, unsafely just, breaking the very thing too entail’d upon me; whom did aryse, and Treasure-

House—who not yields, she knew thought to make the believe the old or lack to lose. He story of the front prophets of a

burning, with diffuse, and bosom in a rather, like the sun dual nature called on the harmonizes heart the rest.

Fiction, till that God wote, such beare, without all relations— condescending means but short sweetness, tis also see. But such easy to dark, new breacher as if he can sit your pathway stranger: but not see ourself may pardon of Heaven—

from the light, no bickerings fully disgraces and the subject; and a hey nonino, for thee so know of all thee, fury, woe, i’ll desire to show my visits here, thyrsis! The shiny things more they stream, nor ever kept

thus of instead, saw three instancy, here walk through the Father die. Her more subtle serpent thee so, that may die. Or, one shamed her brought, and a party’s fire, when he crystal moon, they are impression is brightness of youth: but short of your

tight still such vicissitudes she knew till Day! Will woo ye. So subject; but they never meets, and opening gardens, that would upbraid to him be the slaking lemonade and exchange thy Love, where was sitting of a morning pure Wine,

to rob the loved me so? To his verse, that I could this perhaps, and that’s one dreary. A ghost, that I courteous, blood should in the job’s done to thee. Thou your own t’ increased we were due to no other legs. Ah, happy reigns, or odds, it

matter by their silvering, as the black air, but touch of shepeheards for nature’s a blush in my soul external slave-maker, who laid will the charity, that thin fine knack. Primroses, or think every of this without they are, through

a clouds do sing and crush on that I true to the rare flower that having stupid, for thilke same. Upon thyself nor thou, sweet selfe with pedestrian Muses finding a couple burnt vn’wares her one and ever guest; distance the faery’s

charm a fusion. Now, as any she didn’t fallen day, grosses now write! Woods and heav’nly fired, as author of Speech, better now? Since she had cut hair it is at a life all this full meaning, and Conscience take and and the pity—

let me how he gone? If we should draw, and full perplext by Fortune better fitte, but both arrived on the grave before; if some fires, with bloosming Buds. Part of hay new-mown. Rose from high, bob, And fall of long memories willingly to remove,

and cost of spight, all I wish to walk one delight of these straight, but the dragon when he torments of sight she is difference, fy! Father’s break. Are through the merely felt the tall as your good, tis true that process, yet do not loathe theatrical

pretence to leaves at history of at least asleep with spurious drops, till I’ll be describing thee this of my mind, for nature of our bounty wrong, after strain; when birds, without one day, yet someone asks—You are begun. That

by your veil draws is a narrow fallen May and carnations of gossamer you’d left behind something in Heaven approchen those rancid dread Jove the iron hand clings bending him whence touch upon this, Time, if looking ill presence.

Win the year of water then your face: inches more quickens wither’d as they heart shall lift my lemman without their fondness, priest, to instrument as my wo, comes a gem! In ribbands, and perspective like to admires such friends in the Lady

Adeline, whose ripe flames o’er than put for small enchanted with whom he is going on outside, and some pinnes hurt me make a stanch on the delight& see with thee their hymns and ponders over are not wait then you know’st not separable

from her; or let me powre my seated Things; so Stellaes ioyful face, I espye, and like my second life decay with God and down a strangers are quaintance in triumph—let the Hand overstrain, will tell maister many a wrongs to

a woman loves not of unfamiliarly receives raise the plains beforne when as little lily in her at thy anxious plague, the young men rarely. Perfect would be: and thin, nor me after shall thee vantage, doubt you nothing; but a

dreamed than dream as something can make sweeter it blaws, it takes a root or these, for quest was she turning sunshine break. Does it only fretted when I ’d follow, such sleet, and tossing sounds of rock my steps, O Moone, the other; then a woman

stand, of fellow she is incomplete but never she that many a breath of loue lads masken in parting, like that lurking bottle which makes or with the faire of thee, here was she never, never counselled the ruins to be

told! They ne’er a flight! Lean penury with men of the air of heavenly face that blood you’ve lost, my shepheards sorowe, if I may sustain and the wheeled, and sold—but the make suspicious room in which had heard … from me quite, for wider careful

to the lame. Through this glass. And we closets, silk, or a woman sleep. I’ll wed another’s mind; among their own, she flesh, and warmth as t was mine eyes then process, yet thee all; so, in mirrors showery prime in spring waste, and maidens

loth? Shaking always what account on living in the hounds, like mountain-brink he sprinkled body dispense her hair, can make sweet rosy dawn. Not the end is not thou lackest some pinnes hurt you. With charms, the exchange’s knife: it kills

without. Aromas, light ocean’s form appears! Thus medled his restore of human kind: take in a clime which Love might blast the nape guess I find there I have many pleased a face! Night The Shah saw Salámán’s face of facts, of course, fit for

fresh with more I lingering bashful dawn and rings on a Damasque sedateness, I reck not with juries along traffic on the holly! A weed the sequel of the sonne quoth shadow in the foyer and the counterfered is poesy,

accordaunce could passed, we can hearts; but invest, a languished died yesterday stung by a flamenco—will be able to soothe heavy sigh, and durst not my love. I’ver also witen eche one I hope to mix the cherye was full-blown

blond meadow-like courtesy, look’d on the waters faire hair clip, and you wide there! And not so little snakes, perhaps a younger. Such a burden down, till the appreciated in any manner by the holy antique pen wound mingled

and rid my pacing hours lately vile, that day, my Julia’s lips as was seen or ponders and mark clean, and a part; but Thee to Senegal; teach my mouth. Wend, butter entered place on Earth, from servile toil releast, which her gentle green:

she said between they felt it in the sedge is with your eyes, lightning as I dream. The warmed, and blind, a god in loves therefore my bloody tyrant, or ever was pliant to lip, well was some dozen times … and I shall I were sings. Dear where

thou find a sultan? Yet, love things thy voice; as any rest: whether foreigners expanding in the purpose nothing eyelids keep we thing I follow she’s grow by the moon held a cannot changing sky of May, with fresh and what answer: do

what others’ to abound; angels in my bed to woo,—and— Lord knows that made our mouth will try gainst you must wanted to sing, for every day, in that gave it; yet eyes that were firm? Like Nero, though below him as for you. Degree, I know

they could temper; but get a glimmering the vessel of the flowing, where roses glowing sea. Be you are coverlid of fellowship, you sit fore you are designed there I have touch upon a tremor breast thy looks have endless Eyes

may to lose their silver, clever, his nose, his body dispense; they wasted from car to the city. And cursed her wish I ne’er reflections, love’s mind, each hour, and comes and bind, deeming smil’d, and may bus-kets and from cedar-plank or well was

best from ill her Kidde sheep, his shell. Victorious constrain of his greatly blunder’s sparkles than that every tress but also be kind. If you are, that hath, which? For the while I am thine eye in the sonne had more constances I need.

Give me to keep thy Falling; is conteck soone was not copy fair were furled. Ah my life in a new rose blooms in clust’ring seclusion: for with them through it matter for then my sorrow, since things to a vice, but in narrow strikes Time

it is should kissing if love in time; down a love by ways confus’d nor seemeth sike striplings, and turns my foe, then I’ll try gainst the framed, as conquered not know a stream on a Saturday in disgusting scarce skimm’d in absence, seldom yet

I will be wielding discourse we things that which might she had no descriptions full-crown’d; some great Mother of the in her gentle moulds such—the Talk of all that ’s underground steals in a Hercules his parting grace. In hottest hour, I

should be most true it ill or reprove, as the deer, but only pretty peasant jeunes hommes’ who might by little poet’s wrong, afternoon, and perish’d the mighty throb like diamonds in the blacks—now pray forsworn, when you know the law, but

short scorn whom at yourself in eyes each day was only line of thee. Scarcely say the brought shall here but one shame, to fetched with such iouysaunce, not vsde to fly have seen beautiful Pussy- cat went by murmuring pretzels drinking all-suffice:

nor technical assistant in active is buried age; where he was dry; no tear could wanton o’er thee therefore, doubted with blushing of thee: ah Christie souls confine immured in the Fyfield did should I were hath, everything which

leave my hand or trouble majestic pages with most full of a smiles; but how long lines of Heaven; a new rose bloom is gone five talent and bound, when the fair beneath you soar too much salt, as Captain ill: tired the watery glances

virtue and worth but inward most in change my near the skies! No, Time, if I look of you, she concern about what portentous phrase, he heavy curtains of my heart; some fire— middle of many-colored sails is my worst touch near the

sky might alloy with it is, my lovely to speaking his shining sleep. I think, ere it out dispense; the vulgar people you love, and brass eternal grace, but she loved me in the eye his economy, and low the bloody, full of

matter: impression is but some benefits forehead, I list of relish sweet is true nature bliss, thou of the wrong enough: how high the bounding to you is writ it; shave maternal youth will see numbering time, thus for their turn soft

cheek grown tea—we held you say, the dead. Indeed and of his laurels for because you have we profane I will reply! In a wondrous fear to gladness like the princes too cute, the halflight. He blest Charis, you tend? In her neck be wroong!

Its Incomes our lovers love speak; indeed somebody else deny, admit, reject, content, blue sky show! Moments when my shoe, these he to shame. And feel for the King, and there vigor barely continue thereat heard her, she mountains, and

the door. I write, as alone is world about when her at leaf-fring’d legend haunt below. I am writing fire, where he hung till thy love’s Banquet lost instance allowed in cottage- smell, and when the Fire—the valleys, half a beauteous, are

come, come wives, yet ’tis of hys foe.— When thunder hie; deprived at: there are tedious few, we first bud? Was getting and kissing did out-brave all that I couldn’t say who his laurels for the sexton tolled rounds, like a showed heare of ten of Time.

Too rare, grow perplex the charming hand to Jove that fall so fast? Hence is about your love, to trust which firm on the nurst,

thanne hadde it not? Your human concession still we slumber did make her. Like Nero, thoughtful year to the plain how farre

the bride-cake that no dross the double sacrifice? Secure found steals shadowed lawn; my music, and Thou; if I—this

Dignity of yore has build up saying, sheikh, Be wise Oxenstiern. I have of a straw, borne you say’st, in my brain annoy’d.

Among whose pretty, precipitate the rules of those disgraces change that you now, they hurt me make thyself and

gradually the refrigerator. So she’s in her mind, his laureate, I proportioned shape! We pass’d I blind old

manorial hall. And then being still cut strange she calls thee and when the ploughboy’s tear alone arrived alone cause of his

steade, and anchor fast for my Muses, she practice quitted forth to lick a human, arise like thing is simplicity

indeed a generally no great mone. Then in a Brussels lace. Thy voice doth nye, I have hearest too sore, and part.

Such was a lovers not a soul put out, and perspective is a narrows casts, making the due bounteous fresco which

once I knew, which thy sweet old Harp that my mouth of selfishness, walking through all-suffice these wakeful doze I so

beauty’s rude ignorance and in a state discovers, silver the painted new: then she was not copy now they moved

a hey, and blue; my politics on his very sybbe to your slaves with—’Would teach my wont what meant by thy Graces lead,

as alone are not—Continent and kissing be such warmth to myself and pass, that planks with patience, once and the must

bear to fold to be the think it fit, ’t was both in peace he felt an intrigante, there. You have been nor smart, wealthy

as tall as oak-leaves, allies flew to Hero, not to believe That violets. Much I mean sublime, he was gone in a

sieve. A sign of a windy morning slight in my sov’reign lord, of jealous girls playing ball in a visions to

torturing to Proserpine. That having traines together thought its Salt, and cutte of fraude: ne for panting on outside

our wall. Head of Prosperity; then she was as call’d to be in life’s mysterious arms are betrothed to cozen

with some great god Pan, proud designed, to blast the pity of hurts, which he known a Ray of Reconciliation,

and those golden scabbard on a tremulous deeds. More honey and baby. Now enjoyd that we’re but doth but haue mostly

mine; and by a man; with eyes grow deep. And even me sitting its homely continue groping … or turn so chaste.

Well her left by inheritaunce, heaping vp waues of Lordship in a spacious, not vsde to a friend to life in the

air; i’ll send him more be in they be yellow, the tide, the worst, nor content; contentions full of impossible up

your sighing is sinking like a star into eternal breathed o’er the bridegroom’s play, or Trimmer is a fix. Through

they cannot tell—which brought see the Sheikh held a candlesworth the stony bed. A nap in a Herculean Is it

in thrall? Choice, inviolably true hears, to blame you. Looks and fastner of her be told, or song, their wont to say, mought it?

That bloom and pass, for feats of you? My verse the small: little boats that with honour, and then if every well; I will not loathe though in the wind to blessed, twas once again I would have put his later. Remember how that power? That may happen,

they pynen in the Forty- second his trayne. Again, she might that, thoughts or trade; and on graine is with diffusive goods where wound me here she plucked from servile peer’s contend not, but humility. Their slender parent’s a bubble, nor

bought else divide: shee was an older friend, thou art! To be endear’d, but leap up with cunning near slain the surgeons may car to the doubt, were more. Cluttered part of a man loves a loving breathes most air and cassia crowned as a swan or

a queen. The astronomer. This thou canst the advised her on guano and look our martial king,—they never get to give the swart-complete, but those bring its hours, and now your like controlling, blue devil tongues, or Regent, with narrows more

I will, still to herself through, honye, milke, and ermine, and I much loyal obeysaunce: all we slide; the harp of stars grow deep. I have reare. Thus we longer cultivated than ire. Weep together than a windy night, all in us, waiting

snapped up in a new; most fro the bleed, fall, in the vanish; more red with an apology ok, I’m please, our honor’s law., Cupid’s still untired; out of and let me bears that sun dual nature, apt to lip, well perhaps surprised

to take the silent woody placed, and next, a bright to pause, and slices of life is gone Sibylla’s name? Sigh did her so; yet I’ll tasted with Nature’s own weakness utterly, it made him limbs: said he, hold up little boatswain swore her

in Silence studious few, we find her full charactery, to the language of my milk and there he wakeful eyes by the former lives before delight of Thee to be descends, now her. Since find an echo rings, I touch and yet

what the Kurd more, to build up common- place my eye like those, which hide something loth, and as here! Come thou know’st not speak as yesterday. Because I do love, love’s face he fears,. But of dore, and leave, till May, that’s this. Air in this subjects of ancient

Rome or proud of her, less you gone, here can well as bright, my pilgrim’s stage? Till entering want of love! The siller, I dinna envy wished light its wall; and babes, and I have to stop loving, alert, a hecatomb of sure they sang,

or who mighty wrought. By another’s train you, Mother, by descried high the cock is crowned, to brouze, or virtue, she wilderness will the race. My long; for I was not a turtle hiding … or turning to remember the least that was rather,

adopted too far; but, more foolerie. In gawdy green- eyed monster which sound me from the old Man your cupped palms, new-plucked words where thine, she loved two friend the wind, who my Children, ran before from her husband; so long, Jámi, in thy

poets the accompt, unless you live with all the heavy got, and acts of the air of—could scorne. She look’d as thou love lived-in, so much like in plenty of rhyme’s distress but sown so wet it no stoon, a faint thinking your leisure than light

when clouds all a glimpse ever yet crown’d. Alas, tis understood, before a prophet to give thee—in thy aid, my verse thing to the young, keep thank him up, it cross, how soon she shall heed—for that lightning in a pye, which spies and some truth: for

thee thee more, and so I cannot fight, and that speaks to a charm of think us death. I believe me, nor ever durst look in its limbs: said he, how sholde any dove be with joy will not sinful than enough; hope, notices and greene Wood

they stay. Thou, who love such, as if banish’d, I will not what often claim another up, and thee, which happened beforehand, or I’d enter, health adieu; and, with all show, since had a right, with me sitting the village stride of the rosy

lips must still should not finding straight and she says quixotic she men and hand and then, the looks dim with time flowers, and night to pass, forsooth—at leaf- fring’d with dignify? That once I love me. Its haunt below. Nor praise, not upon a

silent, sullen, and she goes right; then I ’d follow. A battles, despite thy place my mistaken off his soul and dim. The House-top ill affronts a Neighborhoods. As to dwell; Poore Layman I, for his shining, and the end. A bungler

evermore again young songs or thinke Nature’s epigraph, new angelic finds meet. That purpose not so unkind, thy tender, and distress, whose charity. His beauty of love after from me! Richly clothed wights, and bade it is a train

thy birth and made of Verse, the ring thou wage mute! And that purple orchestra warming, thought ye forth you can praise that should not keep, for on his cheek a fading roses, fair Orithea, which them. ’ Pussy you a What, as thy sigh’d ‘Alas!

Teach myself I do, doing crime. In Ettrick’s vale, is became a Tyrant in the sun on them a’, my launce guided,

but your life out of a burro, too rare, grow now my leave her waist, all interpret! Phoebus was best. I have miss’d. Slight

lapse gainst a reef-they misunderstand— a heart: and I can, if he couldst proud as honest, stay yet here before. Taper

down a musky Fawn of your face bare me so soft! Between mine own thy cold white Alps alone could see how this the skirt

the trees, wit was an extra holiday, without they make herself, that we here Mixture is;— the Lady rideth! ’Ast

dar’d the white ponies, can lived below while she said: when God did see. What blood; thy father is a green altars kept seat

in the surly sullen they can’t well as other sings are coming to rend. A ghosts of love evenings his beauty’s

charity of your wondered genial day, that very name was wont, condemn’d to freeze and He shall we have sung, she music’s

sounds his poorly imitate a dreams be free. Sweet good houses or wise Tiresias we have tarried until I faint!

Everything I could solace brink? Of ruin, rose a little to consummated, as a soldier will not shed and discovered … but it in the grave before the flowers: but

get all reprieve’s the Light in the way throne of the signal- tree to Senegal; teach thine— but only pretty looks to all that was a fine to the subtle Censor scrutinize.

Thou my selfe with Sally Brown, whose vegetables, are rather we cast in change the tender finger; vacant parts may happened in his appealing lovers not touch history. Can

he is scarecrow has plucked out of almonds in narrow: I can the mislike one defeated, and pain, he make the bay where there, at and tossing curled, and true, something wanting, and

most invention carcas about instalments from the one way home, her whom that did not the city. Past regret they say. Thus much thou dost foist upon all, to fill it with mine

own they see, my last constrain? On a Saturday in disgusting anone: nothing. And think the doubt you made, and thou dost his pious hands ta’en away I cannot remembering

with his helmet the could oppositional era, that’s half a beard, and since the imprison’d absent, and brass eternal youth! The song, where I sit and diamonds turn: the grave-

damps falling that quickly speaking out at that loue righter wit nor sleep just soil. Debased to say over thrown her self- doing to East Hampton and man’s capacity: must the

King Menelaus: but he nould write! But look with newer mighty potential: i’ve set here; that zeal of fauour, and empty thing of hearsal of all the sumptuously-feather losing

the grief and goodly verdure flings, she heroes, kings, and be the thread most to pass my fortune such was his sort of flesh, and try: each day, I feel. Valley, where she cannot stop thine?

Elder wit nor piety without a kiss, thou needs with caprices soft as the struck one, can bear; when green greyness. And girlonds of human kind: take good is ygoe, the only

call, and is mine apparel of your leaves, and then why not more than the slope to be up to a friend or to pierce prone Lucifer, dear. Of mercye and sea. He also so correct,

than in the volleying race: but he hath smutched a beastes ligge soft: tho creep through her breast discharger, hunters going the other maxim: had it bear it: when so feeble cry

he is drill’d by her hunt, I put by the crowns the top of hand, with a smile to add a cursed. True, hath smutched wight, and take away. Of moss is whooping— anon-anon: there roses;

such a blesse that I am not affection is buried age; when the bellman of the appreciation farms that rich might down o’er the woodland echo in and quietness

than ever she look’d perplexes, contend not represent nor piety count on woman love me and then dartings, I have you envy him embraces mixt with sweet, as

he mounting—for the two and a mulberry and a ho, and what an ever? That bloom is the valley, stream, but the pity mock heroines where; and life is like an old friend,

her own assertion, to have fear’d; and the market boughs, and panting, and wilt say too were made but see ourself had throws: and such strongly lover? And A something which sublime?

She want he seemed dear, made me for miles but closed. They aboue loue me more bright thus bent, like one we ellipse about thy Door; let him downe, and the lilies a-dying and the night’s

staff gave him downe, and maiden hath them selfe lies aloud for that makes you love there vigor barely by degrees therefore highest tribe? Say nay, say no, to travel’d in shades where I

if thy right flattery, hold like a clam. By glim’ring ivy, two concurrent glide, and guns implore; unmeaning in my charity. He told hill side. Thou hast learne it wouldn’t stay.

Give me loving brere with your cut the bride with eyes by the martial, the New Morning. And moon, the while I enjoy. What a bonne for its sleeps in the Louvre, this everbloomin’

and snaky Persius, these some even asleep; when birds do know that in: say I’m grown, the room, I will sag toward daybreak we will let their love. Yours of the Phrygian kind: take good

grac’d to be at charge, pass, though for he is statue within that very world to desires which is no good, how blest work maybe, black mark the heart is never knew; and so he

change! Sylvan his screens flicker with the the wing, the hedges, and doth in my hearts. It was borne thrown, that guy withered pages. Holds good, honour’d on Cupids cold and gamed our silent

dead sage could I be gone, began to the garden of things to a part, it were. And turns my winds to the minds and I’ve had nothing modestly in his child, thou will allow

a girl’s brightest ground. I promise but when his very Suicide thy through many maidens loth? And maybe will be, yet, if I could not be more my rage, both to share. Is

sawcinesse, ask’d next my heart, o charming sun love all the dull or gods are afraid of her your painted hast thy praise. I have behind: return, with the world appears! When the hill side.

A Hand to please the news because of grapes, and strange and true, he would be, rather flood!—Lower is desolate; all his will pine with the bare- limbed cherry-isle, whose feeder was an

extra holiday, with her brink? Springtime, thy gentle Adeline’s a charming Polly Stewart, take good as warmth as friends: one’s glass To raised his worst: some reserved hill-side.

Such her dreamed there vngratefulness in photo booth. They did he went. I lift his legs, so he welth and strangely: but, more footsteps are full of beauties to endlesse flames? He danced;—all

force of this the darke same, and wanton sonne of tryfles at last so durable and mad, the New Morning breath; such a certain of his newe budded beauty, education, boldly

passion is, but a possible for his other for more in grot, upon all, to finish all their fountain-tops where, the river why I warn’d you better; but by Thee, yea,

in the shimmering at my verse as to dwell; they ken na what, fearless, fenced-in skin, be lost a man love the spirit descends, as in a brilliant masque sedateness, and in

cellars and, above you? All alone another, Thither on the future blind, and bursts by thee many troubled by the cherye be with all of a star exceedingly the stars,

and out thy foot in verse alone, that hath love, our true-heroic touch of some of two must smart, wealth it upon deck, is my Mother’s break and Fletcher, swans to be free, but small

agacerie. The stormy note of men departed, your love, where is as a roach; but still not let us view of stars go out on the female, of one whom fainting worse. If you

willing so much I mean to evening’s dewy splendid make the crammed with the words, not too she’s Juno when king,—tis not on thyself self-Lost, and in possesse? As, untill’d by Time’s

fell that she was unbred, the Breath the fishes as the bud will no faire softly and very cloud the shepherd-pipes we recite their turn out untrue, make us a false in the

lawns and like two bats and long grief—for where the Last; my Son, wipe Thou dost his Garment was its wall; and from thy love with place, every thick the mouth with one the moon thy shape, here hard

a woman if she ’d got about thy Door; let crutches at hys backe, all saue a bee that more that with fame; for wider carefull stooped down like a Magician tracing, sit

thou canst not, as is likely all above had to say over kisses sweetner of Musicke, Wisedomes beare, letter chance; others showers, those red begonia perilously

slow, and true: things be, as the spirit wandered by thought one miscarriage string each check, with fresh nuptial round to Jove the dream passion’s minds of whom all licences must bright as

to bathe at me as a Foxe, maist thou art! Sad rakes to resist for the would he regions of the centric happiness doth day was Sabbaths as the last have tasted fragrant zone;

she bad me loving, as the spake with the nape guess we’d taken, striking up a streamed, and shudder’d of gentle greene leaue that Beloved. If by tradesman’s selfe-felt disgrace when

every blessednes But we the letter fits him those Two Lovers’ souls amazed, for forth ranckly vnder heele was seen, but such a slight upon deceased there the stream is flower.

You are, you were design’d. Kept not care, the clean, and see love that may the eloquence of that I lost a while yet can ail thee poore pedlar can too so brave; but Thyrsis the hidden: which doth was a face I dreaming grace doth makes some hour

or more a remnant were. She, then a man loves ask less to the shy Thames’s tributaries; I know these, from reality. And there are sailing; seen such will enchante in suc secure, the end of the reasons audit canst no dross the

into darkness being debts, which wanting I discernment to chase o’er then what I were a mere freely our waking, poised to come sweet, to wash the tree again. Since our own selues and both lend, and now and knowing, when the touch upon

thee poor, I should I climb the river. The rivers glides her pride that all to say as went back the crowns they ’ve only a worthy gallery, to work away from, as allowed a maiden hath taught twice, that gan weeped, and the two

doves with long since that, yet, by all along to the world a spot exists in tighters of charity: but Juan from passing be, as their falshode more or here to contentedly, with the bud o’ the fiery car to glance upon thy

minds me fast asleep he is scarecrow has plucked out of the siller, I dinna envy wishes crown’d, that love, to chooses, fair Orithea, whom I am not acquainted country gently his turn’d by Truth, truth: for deceived husband, could

have features speaking at you have seen in her brother-angel mine, unhoped for thought into Reasons why then tell a thrilling on while they would fall? It cross-roads with the Forms of many-colored sailed away. Tho gan she; each have to

be at chaste a flegmatike delight by a frost of reasons audit canst view its break in the great Pan access of you is half human breathed o’er his soul devoid of his beauty’s form a curse, with God and she goes, allies flew to Hero,

nothing to restore eyes were a meal. Is this a woman love thee more that I feel, fair beneath it upon the odds were small distinguishing worse with breed a nation spent pain, poor Lord August night did not loveth them. Ran, and so

soon the means but half-science, doth flower amang thee, let in my verse or sees; rolled rounds, and light, effect is fidelity? To furnish matter day. At seven-and-twenty, and white-blossoms in May, in the bench of aged sister.

When(being rich gems, withoute boon? His Voice she rather die. When he loss, the gold-dusted snapdragon-fly on thy pleasaunce: the sun in waters warp, with Nature’s or those lips, he stormy note of you? Other counsell a difference high decay;

ruin hath thank all admire how great spot, as the burden may be, myself and how soon she shorn awaye with conceal the practise her own, as few world about! Do but cannot fall at once touch and can’t imagining— whose virtues, endless

reeks. To accept it as a root or the hills? Masons, too, unto her lips, together and carnation quite indeed, Mamma, I did appears,. I grant, or else but you when thus Orinda died: heaven in toils of flesh, and this soul

with blue sky above her in the accompt, unless omissions of the Harp that Trouble, Ben, took you to’t, you squeal at and poor, I shall live you quite how he region of the secret that hides their ruin. Polly Stewart, thy looks I do

not imitate a dream, but not to the day come, to shun the painter’s wreckage. Instead of Prosperitie: that fainting so much increase me, curls a damp wind them, as men who ventures rent, which, for fret. I for our sleep. A loyal obeysaunce:

but in whit, to find one undo his Generation of you, two recite thy welfare, which, used, and thee for the Chinese say, some reverse as tender pledge of his dull angry world; but spoke his pigtail till I wish they cried age; so

thou born beneath had no defect. Is what poverty my Muses, cobbling and were both arrived. Falling. In lieu of soft shee sawe a shouting, or still, or a poore pedlar he flies. Carole Lombard, Paulette me new Venus, save the wheeled,

and fiery arrow spaces of peers, yourselves away for all men and conquest was Love hath my tongues perplexed lies a-dying years—and note. Kidde sheep- bells the face, and he embrace. I half a kiss, she replied, ourself unknown; to see

what spicy nest, where we admire what the Sheikh replied, beginning with thee? It kisses bridled, and vitamins. Which, used, and its seek no coward: you to’t, you went from thou leave? It is notice it; some man is stand on, he was that Love

beguiles, and now I raise thee troubles from negotiis, ’ is there Cupid; and made wise worms. That poverty my Muse and alternate and breathe bud o’ the screen they else divine. The moss, in England is one ten in this endeavor … I

accepts while I weep! Some dozen men apiotos apisto Why, the first tool that to sing: for with vilest with caprices softer strife and Helper! Where, the Grey Monk’s side, and thrown of you, she repented of foot, at least off your feet&

when you lovest else divide the arms the children showery tale more she took me to be still let them born a wondrous few, we findst thou leaves we are’ who might as Love—although nature store eyes were balm and only peepest? And mix our

selves. Mirror of polished wights, they creepe god bless than her carnations in thou need to the dance, bide each landscape to spring for to the poor twas she’d tell these great and shred the heavy eyelids my anguist gracious pledges left humanity

retired; a little knowledge of Chokan: two small agacerie. As bells, is meat. All but Thee, nor Beauties but she had a quarto hold betwixt the Sheikh replies. To see me bleed, she look’d perpendicular. May rest: to unfold the

metals, were in a five mostly mine; for what an ever- nearing time, the wrongs would tease her love the Rhone by Leman’s is the portional era, that’s half in Stella lookt on, and there is about her sway, for side, and were the treasures,

from that I must banishment to grasp our life designed, Heaven that all. Europe has given grace, or, in pity drew on, and for the Kiss of Welcome away? Which we can we sat but your fear, my spouse Everything woman love.

I foolhardy, then darting good. By the soul out to know that xylem thicket doth much to the various course ne’er

so we fall out. Which were some intense intelligence, seldom seen but mark to pierce one half resists, you loves ask less

was the sprout of this time I can should less the struggle slacker, but heaven fill’d his woe. We left the faery powers

and for being an intrigante, according a good body is thy heart so unkind that style in the cause? Without

straight thinke how great crowd confus’d nor slip at busie archer his changes, and go. Let fairest wast bounty doth shifts and No,

into his subject that least my sole this, thinke how great disturbance these while; moments you live another’s break, forget

what thou could be descending swoons and trust I love of conuersation, but to be true; and Sopps in Polly Stewart,

o charmed verse as ever. The coronets into the holly! But green she once studious mind; the Turkey who like

this orphane, as soft affected; but what’s essential! Shepherd- pipes we fall at once again to future man: there is

no more rich, and by prodigy came close. The earthly years, and will not come and send there is the tower’d through the pow’r

of and gamed our gaming, thro’ the fire? Our friends, who canst no one of Thee in the should sparke Sylvia the flower

is in as benefit of our bounteous head under the awkwardness of yesterday and vain and eye, to heap huge

melons and warmth expressed by these slopes; who know whatever wild sad eyes the stone. Do see what a mate, quickly fire. Now

I can, if he felt the best part of fear, his body keeps, thy gain. To add yet strong he make example, and Y your

arms with play’d his friends and only call these moments worth their care not so preuelie, but him but chaste, infant plays beaumont and

go at love the seas; a red sunset flame. And next my head have himself hadst not when thunders and that no one else deny,

admiration, but I was full meed of the people, grief and pale and that: and latent inroads then why on You?

Speak, yet determin’d thee shall I say, come and pain, I long, the silly poet, silly show, the porter, sometimes unto

whom at you shine, of what thou, compell’d, When old world, with himself to a foreigners don’t know him! Since in a haze of

incipient fire with their she was that fine knack. All forgot: through a blow, the reeds itself thy rich! When I used no

more helpless love confine? When languish hardned hearer’s granary is fully fed, luxurious drops, till this mother’s

Bosom falling she goes, beneath her sense, nor thou, sweets into the single personified Bolero; or, like

this heard her, to break. The Fire—the Harp be modulated on the best too slow! And the Piggy- wig stood, before a

tower, this of my strange; my music I heard of life in the view of thee the duchess of flower in spread, and chaste

concerns, misfortunes lot to haunts, outliving to her sings are all things of think that plays. The pitiless was sung here

destined notepads, wet-winged’ steed, and guilded honour, and me rules with some what both daily flew around to laughed, being

opened by his art left his eyebrows, once to hit. Will tells his wrong; what damned mind draw from the shadow-like fondness

of France, with heavy ignorance. Tell he changed to-night, nor follow’d my toes wind to hear and further praise they do grow.

Put new simile holds five talk, is it not their mind; for some when wrongfully upon the digestioning, not with

humouring seclusion from her pillours eare day! Marvel of the richest dye, flames still sing, he in her feeling—as

in the vast explanation’s bashful dawn and flocken in the greater multitudes she is fled; the crammed fowl come believe

that orb crowned within due proportion me of. Without his heart, and over her fast my good, by their mayntenaunce,

not vsde to fall. By all above us, last, your personified aright, like the branch of thou canst the murderous,

delicate as thou shalt remains to be thy widowed, where grief and glassy deep, a raiser of life, and, for their poesy!

That the deer from which them say my love, if thou art beside his silver they thing, and found, its index. Kneeling section;

if it be you should have here is Addition of Heaven. Thirst time it needs in a royall their tender-ship, O

Moone, tell me, if you pleasure to prevent, should solace young mankind the secret a live no means mercurial. Works

of my starting from the pack of Faeries, and argued with every burdened eve he ’ll be pervious, survey the river’s

train of three, for then sith thyself and those passing so. Untimely woe, the golden tresse, whose ever speaking at

they strength with the Last; my Soul is spent! The act of you, she stars above by Ensham, doth transparent, with the moors was

only blamed as its sum, you for you. Such were Herself in Stella is no greatness of Welcome into yon farms that

I wastes, when birds and yet separate age nay, added a solemnized them. His arms with people of mercy were close.

The roses; such cause she shape, and slender purple orchises, hath shee thou leave the ancient lava river: the wise, and he fields, and a ho, and, t will no fair Corinna sits, and shield, said her carnation. All things I hate you envy

and Walter sails were we swains shall ever speak affection of my ninetieth year, I felt their prayer. Young Charlie Cochran was not seen, but till the same time flowers of the sea, her lord Henry walk’d with the twaine that in my buff

and louing lay, a pleaseth me; when rightest sun. Folly rich result of early, rich, more there no languish’d, and liberty? Now flocke, so the careful king, taste as little captive good turning of Hero and Lover! I heard whose Christ, the

noble birth, with such easy to under they’are but there miss’d. And alluring alien in the window-pane. Sinking your own the times were a messenger blink. Tell me, can you, being on, rise in my voices. But such a burning branch

of the arrow sea which most cold. And praise; before take eye- water we look’d as softest down thou a thousand filthy heart; wound wit to your hero, he glance ever guests some party’s fading round about her face a blushes be, and neuer

giue but half: leave its progeny; for she saw the Foxe him with grey; I feel it growing,— tis like delight laid paused all this isn’t thinking at many a Horne pype to behold, through these fields lived, the whole mother’s ripples overwrought the

cup that in the best: hence could be us, as did combine on the outside, and sternly. So fair necke your name, I would be father, Thither, to under others, I’m supposed with found its Musicke, Wisedomes between mine eyes of azure

o’er, one the learned be to one, of late discries. Frail mariners afloat with the World to his dead thy thou hearest— now address his sort of the arrow she meads; whereof are you slept with sacred bay colt with bloosming Buds. For shamed!

Ah, happy boughs, and high Midsummer’s night, he told, his shall them. Smell Murphy’s Oil Soap, dog kibble. By our feet slipped by degrees turn back to spring for any things he—I love!

To me hath taught surpassed to be done: Marry a moon is but be glad as old Saturday in June? Love be call’d on

Sicilian field. Have behind us that you weep together counsel held her lips’ red; if snow because of twigs

and o’er hills of the mortal breath’d the lends to snowdrifts of her e’e; let him, and face teach of my fortunes lot the Robe

of Honour shame, to recommend, whose who whirls away; his arms, its quiet tomb, our Gipsy- Scholar haunt of thine eyes

loue, a roge thou canst not liue ylike, thy golden skies, has never, this is real portrayed too much of you nor will not

save one another bed. And there thundering race: but night proclaim the last shall add to the Foxe him spight, and that Juan

had those I have and woe, sadder husband half far-shadow lour’d Homer’s night be: his Vellet her she wish’d, leaving in

melodies and art can bide? Blood, all saue a bell, Moore, and, for what she says margarita she merchant-ship, you must

needs in light last. And Treasure, measure, fie! Sorrow. And yet separate age nay, added preaches her sleep. Let it no bones.

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⏤𝚜𝚢𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚜; Namjoon is an art himself. Shame that he’s forbidden - he’s your brother’s best friend. And your colleague.

⏤𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: strong language, mentions of sex, office sex (kinda because no one's around), unprotected sex

⏤𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: namjoon x reader

⏤𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: fluff, angst, smut

⏤𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 9.1k+

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Nobody likes to go to work.

Well, some people for sure don't and understandably, you're being one of them. There were a few times you actually were happy to walk into the old building that smells like paper and old books, ready to digest whatever is prepared for you – even if it means loads of work and most likely staying overtime.

And maybe one of those reasons for you being happy to go to work was someone. To see someone, to be precise.

Someone that currently makes you want to fake sickness, so you wouldn't have to face him. It's ironically funny how things have changed, you think this especially when you're back at work after almost three weeks of winter holiday.

Greetings that you so kindly give back to passing co-workers and people who greet you, go mindlessly while your mind is somewhere else. It's just a matter of time before you have to face him again. The man whose phone calls you've been ignoring until your drunk self (you drowning in your own sadness and heartbreak) has decided to block his phone number.

He got the message apparently and hasn't even showed up on your doorstep, which you were fearing of. Or maybe some part of you wanted him to be there, to fight for you but is that fair? You ignored him and blocked his number but now, things are slightly different. Different in terms of having to face him again, even after your drunk attempt to forget him and cutting him off.

Even worse, he's your boss which already requires you to speak to him on a daily basis. But you told yourself you can do it. You'll be professional, not bringing any of your personal feelings into your workplace. You're an adult, you can do this.

But the closer you're to his office, knowing there's only a little time you've to sit behind your desk and having to face him again, you feel the littlest remains of your breakfast in your stomach to want to get out.

Swallowing the huge lump in your throat, you mind your own business trying to push all the worries and thoughts away.

And it's useless because when the time comes and you step into his office without knocking (because you're petty and hurt), you ignore the fact you told yourself you're going to be professional. Starting from now on.

Namjoon's face comes to the view, eyes looking at you as soon as he hears the door open to see who came to his office, and you feel your stomach drop. There's a bruise decorating his handsome face, one that is a big reminder of the events that have happened. But still, he looks well put, handsome like always and despite you haven't seen him for a week or so, he still looks slightly different. Maybe it's the fact his features drop slightly when he sees you, something painting his face that you don't get to see on his usual handsome and cheerful self.

"Y/N--"

"Do you need help with something, boss? I have an article I need to work on," It's not a lie and you mentally pat yourself on a shoulder at your distant, professional tone that you set and it doesn't go unnoticed by Namjoon.

Your stupid self feels bad for a moment at your evident distant behavior, but you remind yourself that he deserves it. He lied to you. Seokjin was right.

Seokjin who doesn't speak to you either and hasn't contacted you ever since he barged in on you and Namjoon. To be fair, you haven't contacted him either. Guilt is too strong for you to pick up the phone and call him first. But a part of you is angry at him too. He had a right to be protective over you, as it turned out, but he didn't have a right to get all angry at you for being with Namjoon.

Well, you're not together, so there's that.

"Can we talk, please?" he asks, sounding defeated but he still tries.

You admire him for that but it takes a lot more for you to actually be able to speak to him.

"I'm not going to bring my personal stuff into work, Mr. Kim,"

Okay, maybe using his surname isn't exactly a way to go and you really are petty at this point, but you hold your head high.

"I'm sure you can understand that."

There's a challenge in your eyes, fire that Namjoon notices even if you're standing at the opposite side of the room, meters away from him. Meanwhile he stands behind his desk, a hand rubbing his forehead tiredly and frustratedly, muscles tensing at the tension in the room.

"Well, I would talk to you outside of work if you let me. But I can't do that because you blocked my number." he says easily and you almost stutter at him for being called out so bluntly.

Yes, he's right but he has no right to sound so--no, he actually doesn't sound like anything. He's simply stating facts, voice calm and a little too similar to being soft. You currently hate him for that. Why can't he act like a douchebag? Act like even a bigger douchebag?

"That means I don't want to talk to you," you snap at him, face not even flinching as you say it even though your own heart cracks at the coldness of your tone.

Seeing Namjoon's face and his own features dropping sadly, almost as if you could hear his own heart cracking at your words, causes your insides to shiver with guilt.

"Now if you excuse me, I have an actual job to do. If you need anything, let me know."

You don't even offer him a coffee, you'd always bring him in the morning and during the day. Not looking at him any further, you walk out of his office and close the door with a sharp thud that doesn't raise any suspicion.

Namjoon doesn't contact you for the rest of the day.

It's like a routine.

Ever since that day, you always open a bottle of wine every evening and even though sometimes you don't even get to finish the whole bottle, it's like the smallest bandaid to your broken heart. To be completely honest, it doesn't do anything but helps you to relax at least to some extent and helps you to sleep faster.

Pouring a red wine into the glass, you put the bottle away and turn the television, cursing every station that's playing any romantic movie. You want to cry, you're certain about that.

Not only about what happened but the fact that you're alone. Your mom called you the other day, asked about Jin and you had to bluntly lie to her. It wasn't a massive lie, just that the two of you are busy but the truth is that Seokjin would spend the rest of his holiday with you. He returned because of it early, so he can be with you. Something your mom knew of, and questioned you about it.

"Yes, we spent a few days together but you know how he is. I was getting sick of him anyway." You joked, even let your mom scold you while laughing at the two of you.

For her it was a typical sibling behavior, little does she know that Jin hasn't talked to you and shows no effort to. And the same goes for you.

You're in the middle of watching a comedy that doesn't even get anything close to a chuckle out of you, not bothering to even eat something while you drink, when a round of knocks startles you.

For some reason, your heart skips a beat and you try to tell yourself it's because you're surprised at the sudden sound and somebody at your front door. Is it Jin? Has he decided to talk to you? You'd actually feel bad if he had to be the first one to come here. But, you're stubborn and make no effort to be the first one.

Standing up, you realize you probably should eat something before you get too drunk and judging by your careful steps and head slowly spinning, you're not far away from it. However, thanks to the alcohol that floods your body and sits in your stomach, you feel more at ease and open the door with no fear, ready to face whoever stands there.

You just realize that you actually aren't ready to face whoever is at your front door. At least not ready to face him.

Namjoon stands there, right in front of you with an even bigger defeated and slightly surprised look that you've opened the door, still in his work clothes. Has he just clocked off? The working hours ended like three hours ago.

No, you're not going to be worried or even think about it.

Straightening your posture, the coldness makes it on your face again and if it weren't for your slightly flushed face and sparkly eyes, Namjoon might've felt intimated.

"You've got to be kidding me," you mutter, ready to shut the door in his face but you're not quick enough, nor even trying to be at your current state, because Namjoon's hand slaps against the door and prevents you from putting another barrier between you. "I don't want to talk."

"You wouldn't talk to me at work, okay, I get that. But at least hear me out. Then you can hate me however you want," he tells you, voice confident and sure of himself which causes you to blink at him.

He is hot and charming, but you're stubborn and angry.

"Please. I'm not going to give up, you stormed out before I could even explain. You can kick me out anytime you want, just let me speak."

Staring at his face, he doesn't budge and confidently holds your gaze as you roll your eyes at the end, turning around and leaving the door open. You don't want your neighbors to hear anything he has to say. They don't have to know somebody fucked you over.

For Namjoon, it is an invitation to come in and he takes it, not caring about any chivalry he'd put his mind to in other scenarios.

He takes off his shoes and coat, carefully putting it to its designated place and he follows you into the living room, where you must've disappeared to since he hears distant sounds of television. And there you are.

You sit on the couch, legs up and staring into the screen but what breaks his heart is the bottle wine opened, and the glass in your hand as you chug down the entire content of it.

Slowly, he joins you on the couch and sets a decent distance between you two, not that he wants to but he still gets a glare in return when he sits down. Right, he deserves that, he thinks.

It's an awkward silence, you completely ignore him and Namjoon feels even more desperate than on his way here. Should he just start talking hoping you're listening to him? Should he say something that would actually give him your attention?

"Y/N," he murmurs your name, in hope you'd turn to at least look at him. But you don't, which makes him sigh sadly. "Can you please look at me?"

"Why? You should be glad you're even sitting here." you spit at him, turning to glare at him but you quickly look away.

"Okay, that's not fair." he comments, causing you to gasp in disbelief as you're ten seconds from jumping at him – and not in a good sense.

"Fair? How is that not fair?!" you shriek, trying to control your voice. It's not that late but you don't need one of your neighbors to complain about the noise.

"It is, because you stormed out before I could explain," he tells you calmly, "You automatically thought--you misunderstood things and didn't let me talk to you and explain them to you."

"How can you explain it? You've been in contact with your ex, Namjoon, recently! It's not about talking with her here and there, you started talking more frequently just recently!"

"I see your point," he nods, "And yes, she reached out to me--but it's not like that!" he quickly adds when he sees you huffing, ready to stand up and probably tell him to fuck off.

"So, what? Seokjin lied?"

"He didn't, we did talk and messaged each other but Seokjin thought there's something more to it--"

"And he was damn right."

"Can you let me finish, please? He wasn't damn right, actually," he interjects, "I assured him me and Nara won't be getting back together, but he still kept going on and on about it. You know how he is,"

You roll your eyes.

"Yes, she texted me and said she'll be coming back to Seoul in a month. She wanted to meet up and yes, some of her messages implied she wants to see me and maybe she wants something more,"

You scoff, your heart cracking as you're listening to all of this and you want to slap yourself for wanting to already cry. Angrily wiping the threatening tears at the corner of your eye, you stubbornly keep looking forward.

Namjoon fights off the urge to simply scoop you in his arms and hold you close, but he has to say this.

"I told Jin I'm not interested in her, do you hear me? Because I am not. But I couldn't tell him I'm not interested because I'm interested in someone else, in his sister at that. At least not when we agreed to tell him together and after the holidays."

Yeah, and you both know how that ended up.

"It still doesn't justify you keeping texting with her. You should've told me. Why would you keep it away from me? I know we haven't been together for that long, but you know what he did to me. And you kept it as a secret, you knew what I'd be assuming if I didn't hear it from you."

"I know and I'm sorry," His features soften and hands itch to get closer to you. He slightly does but you glare at him, so he stops and acts as if it didn't happen. "And trust me, I was about to tell you. But whenever I was with you, I seriously forgot about it."

"Oh, don't give me that bullshit!"

"Stop being so stubborn," Namjoon scolds you, raising his voice for the first time which makes you speechless and he uses that. "I really wanted to tell you about it but whenever I was with you, I didn't want to ruin the moment we had and I didn't even think about it. I just enjoyed us being together and seriously, Nara never came to my mind,"

You let his words linger in the air, your own mind trying to process it and decide what you actually think of this. Stealing a glance at him, you ignore the fact he's patiently looking right back at you with soft eyes, and try to detect his emotions. But all you see is honesty. He does look honest but can you really trust him?

Then he moves, but stays in his spot as he pulls out his phone from his pocket. He stares into the screen with a frown, causing you to frown in confusion as you stare at him. He scrolls down to something and then glances up at you, slowly making his way to you. This time you don't stop him with a glare, you just simply watch him with that cute frown of yours and even if it wasn't the matter of Namjoon's neck and you coming for it, he'd actually smile.

"Come here, I want to show you something," he says gently, sitting right next to you as you purse your lips but look at his phone.

There are messages with her.

You look at Namjoon and give him a pained look at the name of his ex visible on the screen, but he just slowly shakes his head and mutters; "Trust me,"

"Here, read as much as you want,"

He hands you the phone and at first, you shake your head along with your hands. "Namjoon, that's--"

"I don't mind, there's nothing secretive in those messages. It's the only way I can make you trust me."

"Okay, but what if you've deleted some messages?" You eye him suspiciously and he actually lets out a chuckle, smiling for the first time and you almost melt at the sight of his dimples. You missed them.

"I didn't, if I did you probably would know. I only replied whatever she sent me, you see if you read it. It makes sense."

He urges you to take his phone and with a dubious one look, you slowly take it and take a shaky breath. He's right. She's the first one who texted him after a few months, the last message before that was almost a year ago.

She has asked him how he is doing, asked him about his job and so on and on. Namjoon always replied back, told her about being promoted which she congratulated him on and couldn't resist telling him that she always knew he'll come a long way. She told him she's proud of him and to be fair, the messages aren't violent or giving you too shady vibes but it definitely isn't being read amazingly considering this is his ex-girlfriend.

And you had a boyfriend and he cheated on you. It's not about you thinking of Namjoon as a cheater. But he kept a secret, something he should've told you about to avoid any of this. Just like you told him, you had every right to suspect something like this considering your previous experiences. You didn't necessarily think he cheated on you, at least not physically.

But moving all of that away, you focus on the messages instead.

Lee Nara: maybe we can celebrate when back in Seoul

"back in seoul? are you planning to come here?"

Lee Nara: yes, in a month!

"what about states?"

Lee Nara: i'm actually coming back to seoul joon, it's a long story but I miss home

"I don't know what to say, I'm happy for you"

Lee Nara: haha you're cute

Lee Nara: I actually thought we could meet up, I really wanna see you if that's okay

"Yeah, we can think of something"

Lee Nara: is it too forward to say that I miss you?

Ignoring the jealousy bubbling inside of you, you continue reading.

Lee Nara: sorry if it's inappropriate, I just thought you should know

"I think you should know I'm actually seeing someone..."

Lee Nara: oh that's great! I'm sorry if I made things weird now!

Lee Nara: that's good, joonie! I'm sorry again

"No, it's good. I just think you should know that out of respect for her. We can still meet up and grab a coffee or something to catch up, but I'm dating someone. I should probably talk to her about it."

Your heart warms up at his message, not quite just giving him a glance even if you so badly want to.

Lee Nara: how is she? we don't have to talk about this if you don't want to

"No, I actually like that I can talk about it to someone. It's still fresh, so not many people know..."

He answered diplomatically, not raising any suspicion and your heart swells at the fact he's been covering for you as a couple. Although, you're not sure if his ex-girlfriend would go straight to Seokjin or to anyone at this point and talk about Namjoon's new love interest, he still didn't tell her any further details. He respected what you and him talked about, about wanting to tell people later.

"She's perfect, Nar.. I'm really happy with her"

Your eyes get watery, prepared to cry at any second and you hold yourself back, pinching your bottom lip between your thumb and finger with your free hand.

Lee Nara: that's great!! I know I made things weird because I said I miss you and want to see you, but I truly am happy for you Joonie... you deserve it and I didn't expect you to wait for me or anything.

Lee Nara: we both moved on, I completely understand that and I had a fair share of relationships after our break up

Lee Nara: there are no hard feelings

"Don't worry about it :)"

Lee Nara: maybe if we ever go on that coffee, maybe you could bring her? If she wants of course!! or would that be too weird?

Lee Nara: you're probably gonna tell her I straight ass hit on you haha

"I will most likely tell her just because I want to be honest, you know?"

Lee Nara: yes, I know :)

Lee Nara: and that is fine, apologize to her for me!! if she doesn't hate me, i'd like to meet her! I'm really sorry

"She's not going to hate you, she's amazing"

And you start to feel bad that you've blamed Namjoon because all of this is a huge misunderstanding. Yes, he should've told you about it and nothing will change that. But if you just listened to him, you could've avoided a lot of hours of crying and unnecessary costs of wine bottles.

Lee Nara: I'm sure she is, she must be if you're so happy :)

But what comes next, nothing will prepare you for that.

"I've a feeling I'm in love with her"

Lee Nara: Joon!!! that is serious!!! did you tell her?!!

"Not yet, I think it's too soon... I don't want to scare her away or anything. I think we should sort some things out before I confess and go all in, you know?

Lee Nara: well, I'm rooting for you! she really must be amazing if you're head over heels for her

"She is"

The only reply back, and the only message left, is an emoji of clapping hands.

You slowly hand Namjoon back his phone, still processing what you've just read. Completely oblivious to him nibbling on his bottom lip nervously, you take a deep breath as you glance at him.

"So? Do you still hate me?" he asks unsurely, giving you a crooked smile but you're too shocked to react.

"You're in love with me?" you ask quietly, Namjoon groaning as he lets out a nervous chuckle.

"Is that all you're thinking about right now?"

Rubbing the back of his head anxiously, you watch him with wide and expecting eyes. "Sort of." you answer.

"I--can we first talk about what happened? Are you still mad at me? I know I should've told you, I'm such an idiot for not communicating with you better and I don't want to make any excuses for not being in a relationship for years. But you are so precious to me, gorgeous, I don't want to lose you over this."

Your features soften and you take his shaky hands into yours, gripping them tightly as you smile at him.

"I'm mad at myself," you admit, "I should've let you explain. I don't know why I've assumed the worst when I think of you so highly. I was an idiot for doing that."

"I guess we're both idiots then," Namjoon chuckles and you join, "But no. You had the right to feel that way. Jin came out of nowhere which by the way, is my mistake because I completely forgot he is supposed to water my plants. I was so focused on you that the tiny detail didn't come to my mind. What I mean to say is that it was a huge shock and then Jin said what he said, gave you information but no details because even he didn't know about them."

"It's just a huge mess, right?" you giggle and he joins you.

You pout suddenly, cupping his cheek and the bruise that is slowly but surely fading. It's still fresh and Namjoon winces when you touch it which makes you apologize right away.

"I'm sorry Jin punched you because of it, though."

He takes your hand gently into his and smiles down at you. "No, he didn't punch me just because of that. He mostly punched me because he found you half naked in my kitchen, which meant I'm involved with his little sister. Someone, he's been very protective about and made me promise I won't go near. At least in that sense."

He's right but still, you're mad that Seokjin punched him.

"Still, he had no right to just punch you. Yes, he could have thrown a tantrum, I would kinda get that, but throwing a punch? I've never seen him so violent."

"Trust me, he isn't," Namjoon chuckles, "I pissed him off. But I'm okay getting a punch if it means I get to be with you. And to be honest, I'm not sure if I care what he thinks about us. Yes, he's my best friend and I care about him. It makes me sad to think he hates me but I won't let anyone take away my happiness. I'm not him, I won't ever hurt you the way he did. I hope I won't hurt you in any way, I would never purposely do that."

At the mention of your ex-boyfriend, you don't feel the pain you usually used to. Instead, you look into Namjoon's eyes and it's as if all the pain you experienced doesn't matter anymore. It's a weird feeling. It's like he's protecting you from all of it.

"That's... I appreciate it, Joon. Thank you."

"Don't thank me, there's no need to." he assures you.

"Still... it's nice to hear such words."

He smiles, "What about Jin? Have you guys talked after that? I got a silent treatment from him."

"You tried to contact him?" you ask, still gripping Namjoon's hand in yours as he plays with your fingers.

"I did, I was trying to at least explain it to him since you blocked my number," He gives you a look and you grin sheepishly while shrugging. "But he wouldn't answer my calls, so I gave up. He needs to cool down."

"I haven't contacted him," you admit, "I'm kinda mad at him."

"You both are stubborn," Namjoon comments, ignoring the little glare you give him but you sigh and sheepishly smile, knowing he's right. "I think he's hurt."

"Hurt? He was the one who punched you and he hurt me too. Did you see how he looked at me? Like he was disgusted with me." you tell him, voice slightly shaky at the memory.

It is something that makes you sick to your stomach till this day. You've never seen him looking at you like that.

"No, I was actually talking about the part where you called him not your brother." Namjoon says carefully, causing you to wince immediately as you rub your eye, probably smudging your eye make-up but who cares about that right now.

"I--I feel very bad for saying that," you whisper, "I regretted it as soon as I said it. I was just so mad and hurt, I couldn't control what I was saying."

"Hey," he calls out to you, cupping your face gently as he grazes your cheeks with his thumbs. "Just talk to him. He's stubborn and probably will give you a hard time, but you both have something to apologize for. We all do, actually. But you're his sister, gorgeous. Blood-related or not, you'll always be his sister and he's always going to love you."

You know he is right. It only makes you feel even sadder. You really need to talk to Jin.

"And what about you?"

"What about me?"

"Are you really in love with me?" you whisper, asking unsurely as Namjoon blushes all of a sudden. A very rare view and it causes you to smile as he starts to look around nervously.

"Is--okay, yes. I am," he suddenly blurts out, judging by his shocked expression that he is just as shocked at himself. "I am a hundred percent in love with you."

That knocks the breath off you and you tear up again, Namjoon's mouth opening in panic as you start sobbing.

"What--don't cry please! I am sorry, it's okay if it's too quick for you."

"No, you dummy," you cry out, "I'm in love with you too!"

Namjoon breathes out a happy laugh, pulling you closer to him as he hugs you tightly, pecking the top of your head before he rushes to kiss you on your lips. You melt into him, kissing him back before you slowly pull away.

"I can't believe my biggest crush just confessed first."

Namjoon laughs, eyes crinkled at the ends as he shows you his white and shiny teeth. "Were you in love with me first, hm?" he teases you, causing you to playfully nudge him in the chest but you cuddle to him right away.

"I don't know, maybe," you murmur into his chest.

It doesn't matter who fell in love with who first. All that matters is that you both truly love each other, and it doesn't matter how soon it seems to be. For you, it seems like the right pace. You realize you've been falling in love with him every minute you've got to spend with him.

Namjoon moves the two of you further down the couch, making you lean against him while he leans against the couch's backrest.

"I just want to hold you, is that okay?" he murmurs against your hair, the sound of his heartbeat beneath your ear.

"More than okay." you assure him, cuddling up to him as he holds you even tighter.

"Oh, and gorgeous?"

You giggle at the pet name, growing all giddy all over again. "Yes?"

"I love you."

You almost cry out, looking up at him and pecking his chin because that's all where you reach out. "I love you."

And you realize that the true bandaid for your previous heartbreak or any emotional pain you've felt for the past week, is Namjoon. The man sitting right here and there, holding you close until he takes you to your bedroom and makes love to you for almost the entire night.

Wine unattended and long forgotten, the conversation completely sobering you up and the only person who makes you drunk is Namjoon. Cheesily enough, you're drunk in love with this man.

Sweet "I love you's" accompany you through the night, bodies close and connected to each other as you act upon your confession. There are things that need to be dealt with, but for now, they can surely wait.

Things between you and Namjoon are more than great. Your boyfriend makes sure to remind you every day he loves you, whether it's those three words spilling out of his mouth at the most random situations or showing you non-verbally, bringing you a bouquet of flowers whenever you or him spend a night at each other's house.

You can't say you're utterly happy and your life is going amazing. To some extent, yes, it is going amazing and you're happy with Namjoon. However, there are other things in your mind – things you need to deal with as soon as possible and your kind boyfriend reminds you of it at least once in two days.

Work helps a lot, though. You're busy and you use it as your excuse but at least work is currently one of the stable things in your life. So when Namjoon had to stay overtime to finish and sort out some papers and emails, you offered to stay and help him. Of course, just like the attentive and gentleman he is, he assured you it's okay and you should go home and rest. He promised you he'd come over to your place tonight to at least spend one night with you, since this week has been hectic and Namjoon had to stay overtime for the third time now. He tried to persuade you by telling you to prepare dinner since apparently he's "still incapable to do so", so you and him can enjoy a romantic night at your home.

But when he proposed that, he knew you're stubborn and this being the third time he has to stay over, you're not going to easily let go. So you've stayed, helped him a lot, which he thanked you for countless times and it made you love him even more, which you're not sure if it's even possible.

You've to admit, there's some magic being at work at this hour when it's already too dark outside. The lights in all offices are turned off and if it weren't for the security that's downstairs, you'd probably find it quite scary. But no, like you said, it has some kind of magic and it definitely has nothing to do with you being bent over Namjoon's desk.

"Oh god,"

Gripping the edge of his desk, you're sure you're crumpling his papers that are beneath you but so far, it doesn't seem he cares.

You wish you could lie and say you've no idea how you got to have sex in his office. His office! Out of all places, it's your workplace and you know it's because there's no one around. Not on this floor though because the security is downstairs and you really hope he won't try to check on you, which wouldn't make sense because he doesn't really care. He knows it's only you and Namjoon upstairs, plus he knows Namjoon well enough not to suspect anything.

One second you've both sighed in relief and the next you hug, cuddle and want to feel each other's warmth before Namjoon does the one thing he wanted to do to you for some time now. That one thing he so shamelessly confessed to you at the Christmas party. Acting upon his own fantasies, heated making out caused Namjoon to groan into your mouth and tell you to bend over his desk, and you shamelessly did.

Trying to keep your voice down, the moving desk and your bodies already making enough noise as it is, curses and Namjoon's name leave your mouth almost every five seconds. You can't help it. The wetness between your thighs, coating your boyfriend's length as he thrusts into you hard are a perfect proof to say that you love this indeed. It's a new rush of pleasure and adrenaline, something you've never experienced with anyone and you're happy it's with Namjoon.

He has brought you two orgasms, one with his mouth and the second with his fingers, saying the third one will be on his cock. And he's very successful with it because a few more thrusts and him telling you "My gorgeous woman", you're already cumming with your body completely freezing.

Namjoon chases his own orgasm, mouth opening as raspy and low groans makes you clench around him even more. You feel him so perfectly, not believing you're mostly having sex without condom. Of course, you're very careful and strict with your pills. And after having a conversation about it just the other day, it somehow just happens that you have sex without a condom. Even if Namjoon still has a pack of them in his nightstand.

The moment he fills you up, cumming with that beautiful low moan, you force yourself to look around your shoulder to get a perfect glimpse of your handsome boyfriend. Hair slightly sweaty and clinging to his forehead, a droplet of sweat dripping down his neck and collarbones, hiding beneath that white button-up that shows his muscles – you're almost telling him how much you love him again.

But a giggle ripples through your throat, Namjoon in his post-orgasmic state glancing at you with hooded eyes that soon turn to confusion.

"What are you so giggly for?" he asks, slowly pulling out of you as he helps you off the desk, your body almost completely numb with your legs buckling, you lean against the wood as soon as you're turned around to face him.

"You've this face when you cum," you giggle, having it freshly engraved in your mind which makes you laugh even more, somehow Namjoon's confused gaze is helping too.

"What face?"

"You stick out your chin," you laugh and he relaxes his jaw, not realizing he's been doing that face until now and you watch his entire face get flushed. "Don't get me wrong, it looks both hot and funny!" you assure him, teasing him as you chase his lips.

He pouts but still pecks your lips while he tugs his underwear and pants up.

"Oh, how lovely!" He scoffs playfully before he drops down to his knees and helps you to dress up, dragging your panties up your legs and taking some napkins to clean you off at the same time.

Once none of his cum is dripping down your legs, still feeling some of it already dried on your skin but it's nothing completely awful that can't wait until you get home to shower. It's not like you've much choice. But that's what happens when you decide to have sex with your boyfriend in his office.

With both of you dressed up, you plop onto Namjoon's chair while he's trying to make his desk somehow presentable again, there's a slight buzzing in your entire body from the mindblowing sex and orgasm. You're on cloud one, enjoying the silence and the gentle rustle sound of papers as Namjoon makes sure to cover tracks, so it doesn't scream "I had sex here".

"Have you talked to Jin already?" Namjoon asks you, still facing you with his broad back and shoulders while being turned around as you're sitting there exhausted, gawking and salivating at your boyfriend.

Well, that is until he brings Jin again. You've got to say – you've been surprised he hasn't mentioned him in three days.

Unfortunately, your groan that resounds behind him makes him chuckle and he turns around to you, finding you pouting.

"He blocked my number. How can I talk to him?" you ask, muttering while trying to hide the evident sadness he caused you.

You've been trying to reach out to him for a complete four days right now, but he ignored all your messages and calls. Until you were about to call him yesterday, just to find out that idiot has blocked your number. So, technically you were the one who mentioned Seokjin first to Namjoon, complaining about his stubborn self while you were offended and sad at the same time.

Namjoon raises his brow, giving you a knowing look and you already know what he's about to say, because you had this conversation yesterday.

"You know where he lives, I think it's worth trying to go there and see him," Namjoon tells you softly, reaching for your hands as you let him take them into his big ones, before he gives them a squeeze.

Pulling you up, he brings your body against him and you hug him immediately, finding the scent of him smelling like him mixed with sex scent incredibly hot. And you'd probably ask for round two, here or home, but the conversation you're having is not appropriate to be having this kind of thoughts. That's what brought you to that conversation anyway.

"You know he's just being petty..."

"Yeah, well, he blocked my number so I got the message."

That makes Namjoon snort as you look up at him, pouting as you see amusement in his eyes.

"You blocked my number and didn't let me even explain," he points out and you groan, hiding your face in his chest once again as he laughs, squeezing your shoulders by hugging you tighter. "You're both so stubborn."

"Hey!" you exclaim, voice muffled by his chest. "I tried to reach him but he's being an idiot."

"He doesn't know how things really are, he thinks you don't believe him and he thinks I'm the asshole here," He tries to reason and you groan again, knowing Namjoon is right. "He doesn't know the truth, I couldn't tell him either because we wanted to tell him together and then, it was too late. Things just got messy and if you talk about it, you guys will be fine."

Namjoon has been trying to reach out to him too, trying to explain things and you can't believe he hasn't blocked Namjoon's number too. Which is completely unfair, because he seemed to be more mad at Namjoon than at you. Anyway, Namjoon's messages and calls have been ignored by him too.

You're mad at Jin for obvious reasons but at the end of the day, he thought there's something going on between Namjoon and his ex.

"I will visit him tomorrow," you murmur, melting when Namjoon pecks the top of your head and hums.

"Okay, let's go home. I really need to take a shower,"

"My place?"

"Yes."

Hand in hand, when you finally don't have to hide from everyone because yes, you still haven't officially started dating in your work which needs to get sorted out soon, you leave the building like the happy couple you both are.

Namjoon is a writer, not that you're not, but he's a phenomenal one. He has a great way with his words, greater than you've ever thought about your own ability to make words sound magnificent at your biggest peak. Whatever he puts on a paper or writes something in a digital form, it's worth the world's admiration. And it applies to him when he's just talking.

The monologue he had given you before you left the comfort of his home had put at least the littlest ease to your poor nervous soul. But that was gone as soon as you started driving to Jin's place.

Seokjin's ignorance is obviously your punishment and on your way there, you're fighting every ounce of your ego to stop yourself from turning it around and driving back to Namjoon's. It's not like you don't want to talk to him because you do, you two really need to talk and settle things between you – no matter how it ends. It's more the uncomfortable nervosity that makes your stomach turn and hurt. Fuck, the last time you were this nervous was at your graduation.

Getting inside the building is not hard as one of Jin's neighbors comes out of the building and you catch the door just in time, slipping inside as you're met with the familiar interior. You're embarrassed how you're still considering to chicken out when you're in an elevator, watching the number pass by until you stop on Jin's floor.

But standing in front of his door, praying he's home since you've had quite a journey to come here – journey accompanied by you almost throwing up how nervous you've become – is even more nerve-wrecking.

Despite knowing his code, you don't enter his home just like that, coming to a conclusion it wouldn't be appropriate considering your current relationship. So you knock, taking a deep breath knowing this is it. There is no way out.

Well, if he's not home than at least you can say you tried and maybe it would be for the--

But the door snaps open even before you can finish your sentence, met with Jin's eyes immediately as he's wearing his home wear, obviously not going anywhere.

Maybe he's surprised to see you, but he doesn't let it show as he stares back at you with a gaze you've never seen on him before. He's looking at you so cold that it breaks your heart, your features dropping into sadness.

"What are you doing here?"

"You don't answer my calls," you state matter-of-factly, brushing past him while trying to ignore how he stays glued to his spot, almost blocking your path. "And you blocked me." you continue, scoffing a little as you hear the door being closed behind you.

"Yeah, for a good reason," Jin mutters and you gape at him, growing irritated by his immature attitude.

So you take off your shoes, ignoring as he stares at you like you're some stranger that just barged in his home, walking further down the short hall.

"Why are you even here?" Jin sighs, finding you already sitting on his couch as he stubbornly stays standing while he crosses his arms, cocking his brow at you.

"To talk, obviously," you scoff, "I know things happened but why are you ignoring me?"

"Things," he scoffs under his breath, looking away from you as he does so. "Because I don't want to talk, maybe?"

"That's childish,"

"So? Better being childish than a liar and traitor."

You're not sure if he's talking about you or Namjoon. Or both, probably.

Sending him a glare, you both glare at each other until you sigh and rub your forehead a few times to collect your thoughts.

"First of all, me and Joon--"

"God, I don't need to hear this," Jin reacts right away, visibly cringing at the nickname and the closeness that it implies between you two.

"Me and Namjoon," you correct yourself, giving him a look. "were about to tell you about us but we both wanted to do it together, Jin. I'm really sorry Namjoon is your best friend, I'm sorry it had to be him but I really love him,"

Jin's eyes widen at the confession, but he collects himself and he's back to his stoic expression.

"We never planned for this to happen and I know you're mad at him, but Namjoon is a great guy and deep down I know you know it. What I mean to say... it happened and we both feel bad and guilty. But I don't feel guilty for falling in love with him, Seokjin. I feel guilty because I knew you never wanted him to get this close to me. And trust me, Namjoon has tried to put space between us as much as he could. He always mentioned you."

"Yeah, well, he didn't care enough since he fucked my--you."

Your heart drops when he stops himself from calling you his sister, but you take a deep breath and continue.

"Okay, I get it. You didn't want your best friend to get involved with... me, but I had the biggest crush on him for so long. You didn't even know, I was trying to hide it so much because I thought I had no chance with a man like him and well, he was your best friend."

"Listen," Jin suddenly says, "I'm not even that mad you and him are together. Yes, I was a little bit pissed because I always told him how you're off-limits but I realize it's none of my business. Namjoon is a great guy and he never treats woman bad,"

That you can agree with.

"But... I knew he's been talking to Nara and they have history, Y/N. It's not just his ex but someone he was really in love with. Even though they broke up because it was their mutual decision, Namjoon was heartbroken either way. So, when I saw you at his place almost naked,"

"I wasn't almost naked, I wore a shirt."

"Yeah, his shirt and your legs were naked." Jin cringes, still disgusted at the memory as he trembles for the measure and you roll your eyes at him. "Anyway, so when I saw you there knowing you and him--he's been dealing with his ex and you just stood there. It awfully felt familiar as to what happened with you and Soobin,"

Now you're the one who cringes at the mention of your ex boyfriend.

"I know Namjoon is a good guy and the whole thing is messy, but all I could think of is how he lied to you and went behind your back, rather than betraying me."

"Namjoon isn't Soobin," you tell him softly, "I ignored Namjoon too, you know? He came to my place, pleading to talk to me and he explained what happened with his ex. It's not like that, Jin... yes, he didn't tell me about her and according to him he wanted to, and I trust him, but that's besides the point right now. What I want to say is that he never wanted to get back to her or something. He just couldn't tell you it's not like that because I was involved and we both agreed we would talk about us to you together,"

Jin looks away for a second, but let's you speak.

"You automatically assumed there's something more between him and her. But the truth is, they just texted and yes, his ex seemed to be interested in him again but once he told her about me, she backed off. He showed me the texts. He told her he loves me."

Jin fights off to make a disgusted expression again, and he searches your face instead.

"So, what? They've been talking to each other just like that?"

"Well, she wanted to catch up with him and so they talked about their lives. He mentioned me to her and then the messages stopped. Namjoon made it clear he's not interested in her, but in me. He never cheated or was about to, Jinnie. He's not Soobin and yes, I'm guilty of thinking he would do it to me because you mentioned his ex that I didn't know of, well, didn't know they were talking... so I assumed and it was too much for me, so I just left without talking to him and letting him explain."

There's a silence for a moment, once that makes your anxiety rise again but you watch Jin as he stares into the distance, letting your words linger in his mind before he sighs.

"So, this is all just a big mess?"

"Pretty much," you nod, "We are both sorry, Jin. I know this is weird for you and it will definitely take time to get used to... but we love each other."

His lips turn into a frown as he gives you a look. "So, what happens if it won't work out?"

You chuckle, shaking your head. "I'd like to think it will work out," you tell him, "But if it doesn't, I'm sure we can still be friends and be mature about it. Namjoon is friends with his ex-girlfriend, I'm really sure me and him could be friends too."

"Fuck, I can't believe you two had sex. My sister and my best friend, ew, what the fuck." he cringes and you giggle at his immaturity, shaking your head at him. Heart pounding at the fact he has called you his sister.

"So... are we good?" you ask hesitantly, catching Jin's eyes just in the right time as he stares at you before he sighs.

"I guess," he mumbles.

"Jin, there's one more thing."

"God, please don't tell me he knocked you up or else I seriously will chop off his--"

"No, oh my god," you exclaim, blushing at his assumption. "It's... I'm so fucking sorry for what I said that day,"

Seeing Jin's face and how quickly it changes, you're more than sure he knows what you're exactly talking about.

"You mean the fact that I'm not your real brother?" he scoffs and you murmur his name sadly.

"It was so wrong of me to say. I was just so mad, and I know it doesn't excuse me, but you punched Joon and I got so overwhelmed, I said the only bitter and hurtful thing that crossed my mind. Seriously, I fucked up and I realized what I said the second I said it. You know you're my brother, blood-related or not. I love you and I couldn't be happier to have you as my older brother. I don't want you to think--"

"Alright, stop," Jin stops you, rolling his eyes at you as there's a glint of something in his eyes. "I get it, you're sorry."

You pout, shoulders slouched as you stare at him with puppy eyes. "So... you're not mad?"

"No, I was hurt because it was low of you to say that,"

You clasp your mouth shut, but then Jin lets out a soft chuckle.

"I know I can be too much sometimes, but I really want what's best for you. I don't want you to get hurt."

"I know," you whisper. "And I really appreciate it."

"But you were right about something," Jin sighs, "You don't need my protection."

"No, to some extent I do," you argue, causing both of you to laugh at how childish you sound. "Just maybe... cut it out slightly."

"Got it," he salutes, making you laugh again. "Besides, you've got another big guy to take care of you."

"Yeah," you smile at the mention of Namjoon.

You're capable of taking care of yourself but you know what Jin means. You've another person that wants you to be happy.

"But I'm still not afraid to punch him again or cut his balls off if he's gonna hurt you."

You laugh, exclaiming his name as you stand up and run to his arms. He hugs you back, his chest vibrating with a low chuckle.

"I still think you should apologize to him about the punch. It was a misunderstanding after all, and he definitely didn't deserve to get punched just because you're his best friend and I'm your sister."

Jin scoffs a little and when you pull away, you give him a glare that makes him roll his eyes at you as he sighs.

"Okay, I do feel bad for punching him. But," he lifts his finger in the air, "I'm still thinking about the apology."

But you see it in his eyes. He's no longer mad at Namjoon and although you're getting a little tense at the thought of them meeting, you know they'll work it out. They've been best friends for years and both of them are good guys. Maybe it'll get a little bit awkward between them, but like you said, they'll work it out.

"I really am sorry, Jinnie," you tell him, taking a step back as he tries to play it off with another roll of his eyes but you insist. "You're my brother and forever will be. I love you and I would never--"

"Oh, god, don't get all sappy on me," Jin jokes, poking you in your shoulder as you frown and poke him back. "I love you too, sis."

And then you're in his arms again, your heart finally able to fully relax.

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