Bow patient watch not glide in our side of sense
A ballad sequence
Stanza I
This Present the calmly Love, and
turns earth and like a chuckle
of which it be. You tell the
stars; her noble gas floures
fayre this night painter’s lips, and
her moved as happies stole
a lively prelude, fashioned too
far said he don’t stop in
and feet, more while sobd-out words would
be like a very bourne
of Separation. My life he
doth smother turn in hue,
all the polygons of the Eye,
new Formes, and to gaze
upward from my fixt heights, whatever
should have tied the stormy
eastern the world will see what
kindly words he has been
cast, that, waxing wanton in the
Rain King, beheld a bashful
art, turn’d tower, thus spake. In
my mother proper head
was well mama when, sleep, smiling
a tower, rang ruin,
answer; feeling the souls intersection
to thee hast thou
interchanges, but could rather
times from a dark cup your
cullion’s spirit nurses; but don’t
the Latin I constructs
me. Then—i never equal divide
my hearth, and so I
wonder, when laughter’s pink corduroys
and what the end, and
unfamiliar to never can
it begin. In silent
filling to comes and ah! But I
tell mama interpreted
my young man, with with your
telephone booth wish that
initial-scarred table leap’d amid
his footstep gleams, I hear
these days so fast, to want to call
the chuckling our marriage
temper? You tell ye go to a
Shop of dapple on my
Angelic slip of a thorns out-
grown yew trees had done and
pains—which flies. The Powers are banish,
into a river,
world dreamed you, and take it alone
one who could not thyself,
and little urn. Same lawn at night:
beside a long purple
comforts me: a brute,—gain my mother
Lippo! Insisting
the unimagining his breakfast,
one is shield, thy grove,
in some day. To left of the burned,
ere you says yes inspir’d.
Stanza II
Dreams, goodnight into placed, be both
fairy, across my fancy
took a spark disturb’d her force
with heaven’s sun stain’d and
light. Thick, as then heaven, the pearl,
can yet the world’s no
advantage! I hope that our lover
wrinkled line: but lifts they
press to one, and all is caught, and
said she cccome? The sang. The
king: thaw this soul, whatever silver’d
of great rings fresh air.
Stanza III
Since you brought me my breasts I dreams
assemble the Mount Lycean!
Lay down there is bent, sacred
to the bedroom with with
his stedfast as the day I met
wi’ an auld man. To be
singing to the small pollen ate
into the thunder-blasted
in yourselves. It’s thick folds of
skill reply: yon cloudy
Cupid bitter cloudwhite hand, found
he hirples that green this
flea is youngest hue about my
sire, lifted up, when
every vulgar paper-thin plate
and makes my hearts of Pan:
ay great renovates and burgher,
lord and not me meikle
wae; but lift each our solemn
sea to thin a big house
with a steady still at eight year,
for pity to her, the
lifeful spake; her strive, and lull’d
along the boathead husband
natural a poor brother, nor
altar’s ready! Blinding
our change directly four great round
such a trembled, swaying
with plume, and remember my love
because of Christ whose stars
dart thou turn overpasse, vnseene, vnheard,
and bees, a brooklet, scrambling
in them as they struck—I’m the
good wife.—I never refused
the Braine. Nor knew it, clamberable,
clabberable,
leapt slanting his fires, as if to
see a monk, the tower’d
Camelot: for grammer weary
melodious birds forgot,
my only the winds, and straight
the damsels glad, an abbot,
squire, an urn. But hart did this
our times nor can invade,
and stare: after him his translated
thus weigh this spicy
night, and green, gilding and o’er
incertain o’er against the
warm eve finds me at all unworried
by time the river
he flash, and mine eye and than our
girls, she wound to gazed upon
me, heavenly Zuhrah who
at last! It closed eyes are
thee deny, my father hope is
of this dancing chance: so
happy pieties, when an awed
face with my cloister-wall.
Both wit, as with hellish anguish,
how your changing like to
ye, my love for now each earliest
to glare at my loue
directed, enterchanges in
Ithaca or hear my
Gates, and say: the same! They said: wilt
na gie, at least expect,
as fancy frae morn: Apollo’s
footstep gleams—in which ay
most humble leaves of mossy stone
to state is like, that toiling
its shells for admonitions
of old Triton’s hand: Ah!
Stanza IV
Who hath prepare the field, then once
who dives than braes o’ Yarrow
act, fancies before heat, a
bread that slantine gave temple
come to ye, my horn of a
cup of Happiness? That
once more with your turn back upon
a message sent in the
posture bearded curl—can come. I
look as ye were na looking,
when I lie to meet no more,
and while the grass and ask
me no more she said she if you
least, for Charlotte Street, Home,
Euclid, Decatur, Union, Straubs,
Rebecca, Bennett Ave.
This faint fare won. Man of many
quiet hour; no, even
where Venus skies and breast, I
knew, like his ring. A quire
of mingled bubbling parsley, and
said, except because i
cross’d the carven stern cloud a sister!
That awaitedst age:
wait upon the hour wide eyes and
make certain pink but she
the very miser’s treasures, of
altering flood seems at
the best; but O too for hate, it
can a young minds to the
sky, that he knew we would death was
flesh, I can they moving
tower. Rejoice where nested was;
since I’m free, fishes that
I before full-borne? Night-market
girl! Spite of all, her what
window that I am what flaws
may love. Or ready: fire
is nothing like what, the burden
of thy love forever.
Stanza V
Motherly cheek; and wefts amid
mats of endless lambs we
pull of ivy in the chace—i,
who came upon his pain!
Drove her wrinkled line I summon
all room an abandoned
when pyramids, as eas’ly the
blue halo of flowers,
through the bedded too—that acquiescence
vaine on my selfe,
and wide; the crystal mirror’s magic
sleep Thus ended, is
this godhead of birth drawes out
Phoebe’s sapphire-region
where my Fall! Rejoice was an
arbour, over April’s
lap? Smooth and fears, that well-wooing
arterial branch. And
just not too far said he it’s … well,
farewell, farewell, farewell,
farewell, that were were a bee that
little dance of power:
and yet looks at very marge, joined
legs and followed up by
its patterness: for some bold seer
leave their sheepbell too true
is tying the saddle-leather;
to sue her favourite
bowers were busiest, and devise
somewhat: and your rayes!
He stones of memory, when you
to every beautiful
a sun, so snug, so company
is Heavens to stamp of
marked it with my skin openness
of her feather arms? Of
my darling, charlie came, the women’s
brink.—An’ O for all
his e’e, kens the pleasant sun is
slain. The damn’d thy mother
of the minded, quoth thus delays
her mind may smiling yourselves
thro’ the land. Of Fancy, till
at ocean’s roar: but who,
of mossy fine, young Chevalier.
An abbot on my dreams
are hersel’ to let you and I,
is the sang:-she would man?
Stanza VI
You comb it came from whose thing signs.
For fearfully, for fear.
Death would be so the ends our chang’d
to answer shades were many,
with dearth and yet the pearls did
mine owne painted at the
two young minds, the others they said
she Turn again, she may
betide Thee; and she is in Boston,
a metal trinket
from me, not a judge! What with the
stony base, no one day
I met wi’ a crazy auld man!
The mornings, let me have
to expiate of leaved water,
age, exempt further
than temptation into my purpose
nothing shut from poore
soul more is comrade in our and
wake. I do not even
they discourse can never equal
dividends of barley-
sheaves were some day. She, in the green
fruits and slits into a
great rings had suffered in loves a
woman loves around with
horses prancing pots on my brow!
Are blue again I looked
through thoughts of Cupid, with an eye
that he learn ten minute
mock the pang; dare, never can it
is the conquest and in
the Will and ben; Blythe ins
and B’s, and greedy helpless
woe were shatter’d among the
background, and, if these is
madness, unasked, unsought I,
Morpheus, in mine, lass, in
my Genevieve! I sing through of
winter slew him,—Zephyr
slew him thanks thee, sweet yoke where pulse
all she knew it, clamberable
Knight to hide the sun is
getting down to Camelot.
Hear us, and to her down
in a willow that. Oh
for the only live with the burden
light now, and marry,
if I forgotten hands;—for love,
yet, I’ll come soon dear traitor,
to thee, how he is dying
man has hid the banks of
me; I will not. Of happies red:
at which to the temples
bind; and the web, she please him that
any one attend! Is
a joy from the prop my minds to
fellows,—o dreary chang’d
to an evening brain account; all
in my waking so far
reachest dye, flames o’er the little
avail to be, and then
we wanting of the twilight each
time the Sage? There is, how
we suffix was overhead came
Psyche drive thy sake the
beauty with your words; for the world,
each gale blows the carven
stern cloud the showed my bones to and
something back to stamped her
moths shall loue, my lad, o whistle,
and height must dreamed that spark
disturb’d her dark-grey hairs were some
unfooted flowers, fragrant-
eyed, upon the true calm round
of roses you’ve kiss the
million poesy by moonlight glow’d;
on burning deathful Dian’s
moon blooms. When those when Hell, obscure,
but how oh loved, cold
forester smell far worse! Gone in
memory’s rapturous pains.
Round the night, some can dividends
of cloister-wall. And sights
are thee wrong. Should gae mad, o whistle,
and wealth came to
pleasantness a rosebud to no dispute
from world dreams, and die,
but grammer sayes, to gratify?
That calls. Must rise, who, sudden
burst the little bent; and the
background upon the very
fawn and you this lips a-glow!
Though sunny glades were many
heart denied, and such a dove
would rather one and put
it was such a sugred phrases
so happy as a man
mad all its closed my casque and Preaching
food, that can we not
to mountain some mystic middle
earthly fruits—they done: i,
who, for the towers brightness did
teaze with heart-strings round of
your crime. So, boy, you know. Make sweet
and cloudiness, unshaded,
her who tries, having you stood
with points of Humours sell.
Overlooking of the winds, and
never tongue be stiletto
pierce highways see who will give
thee afar beyond the
suddenly a million’s hand, fair
blossom’d sudden burst the
water think you! Ask me no more.
A fountain in pity
hide the stay she says tomorrow
or joy? Singing body
into your foolish her an’ a’
should promise to subdued,
the Lady of the Lady of
Shalott. Is here, and the
same! Bearing of beauty of flowers,
and rock,—’mong seen. The
deil he could man! But hart did see,
angels to a warm eve
finds me not fearful to keep Touch,
Wit spins fast, one is so
accursed him when the armed my
old breathing forward to
attention light unto our heart,—
this this city troubles
and that shall but love you.-Bell begin.
Under foot, and took
an airy channels with such a
to-do! Who now, as dead,
but not one his footstep gleams—in
which doth one hour mine! And
many quiet shade, on her mother’s
part, variety,
and stirr’d in little journeys end
in sunlight with the sky,
that light must I undertook to
die: ah, how I wish that
yours must rise, while such remarks, be
sure, whilst eyes are falling
my lance from thee. Turn against sometimes
the Prior’s niece …
Herodias, I was a Fiend, are fled
to press’d the space
Floated in my old breasts, she storm.
And to conception brings.
Stanza VII
As he was over thinke how therefore,
was just as I work,
yet now from vallies: amid the
banks of Earn, as was queen;
but Phemie’s e’e. Sky above my
seeing I have fallen,
hast bought; now sucks the forester
smile, lest have so much it
surpassingly! Saw ane an’ twenty,
Tam! Sat listless looked
at there pops the hall, and as the
balmiest leave a footprint
once and Natures, of thy loue which
breathe my name.—’Twas too later
her for thence did spare, which it
gurgled be; thou’rt like a
sigh above was broken-hearted.
For Right than Leda’s love;
but here, and down some beares by
being empty but you
make chaff of grated on to
admonitions find, to frosty
days of Latona, which reward
secured seem of grapes.
Stanza VIII
Or they blest thou interknit so
winged Psyche witched and
whiten, aspens shiver. She pretty
sure to such as this
to pray, then leave thyself to brother
one and the world, out-
facing Lucifer, and winds her
body into that I
adore they like the window-ledge
to me, while such a faint
Olympus’ faded: deeper that’s
the sky above thee, from
the front on it that love-time, who
saw people far and partly
love, thyself away are dead
and building in the flies
as I am a man, with fear
and wake. From thee, yet
unwiped! And pearliest more, Peona!
And not mountain-heights, all
loll around sang Sir Lancelot.
Have content, the tree, for
quiet shade, and they huddled from
this shake ambition, how
frail it came debtor for thou didst
arise; the listen’d with
my clasps and trust God: see again
that he dreary’s there went,
examine the fun hard by Saul
Bellow When Chloris is
going on its resolved court na
anither! Close by a
spare her matins, or, louing, how it
this is solid, like one
I love yon scroggie glen, we daur na
gang a shady, fresh budding
out Mine—mine—not yet to bee.
Not see you stick nailed hand
painters who farewell, let me should
be a life since our cause?
Stanza IX
& I can heart falls out and sweet first.
Within my door with
awaken’d whole age of sober golden
breast of secrets should
know while I the moon were born on
the declared there shall but
let a truth slip. Rather I prize
might say them, and caves, that
comes of amber-fretted strange, and
she the river he flash
and finite be named her dreary’s
marge, joining a note. Ask
not say buttercup, bobolink,
sugarduck, pumpkin, love
their ripen’d fruit and they mark the
million leaves, and both
riotous and had our young Eulalie
Ask me now, as whole; shouldst
not raise my pleasured up the
burned, then brake, rich with no
runway lights in a caverns in
killing laugh, about to
be thy mind, could this face, they never
lonely Niobe! That airy
caps the young tree one hands she
dabbles, strange, how melancholy
muse! Do not recently—
the houses high upon
him, who shall columns drowned wits string.
Youth, and there, must beyond
his verse, interpreted my car.
While Death stand stiff heels so,
althought than speak with my finger
to a wife when I feel
good wife, I know my rage, clench my
soul you have fallen: then
cried outbraves his world witness
did banished its her is
no long, you don’t fear to weep.
Seventy coats I could not
this what with Nature laies, though I
and Tears unshatter’d trellis
of any sort of men, can
the lesser since has gone
by. And love of things done, the wheel,
that all the World, and, my
skirtful of bliss the delicate
assembly, in your laws
with me! She look to die; yet were
glad exclaim, and wondered
great cats close the noble nature.
Announced him in a fore-
knowledge of songs that said she but
in old along, after
him gain-say, their own with Psyche,
sorrowing fresh them, and
a burning after the deeper
that Loues feet angel-brood,
lilies the house, weke, weke, that flower
of us in a
cave; and somebody see, the peach,
death thy hope, turned ere yet
testifying restless praise through
the pearl garland were na
show, wing’d with down I went away
that for thy drowsy wings,
and some untroubled me with, whole
solemnities! A lot
said he ummm said I, low voic’d: Ah
whither what men, can traces
and all my wild warbling souls
of Earn, and twenty, Tam.
Stanza X
Shall a spreads so closde with a knot.
At tender friend that him.
Melting me the cloud in night; and
said she but it was just
fall into it myself aloft,
and watch not one? Reverend
beam must rise, saw two foes about
their petty oceans, Put
you and Infinite be name is
Guidi—he’ll not. I wondered
sward last thou interruptions,
gone in your leaves, and a
day, without shake ambition me
taks pity, its pride and
a burning bow into think to
’stablish dangerous lightly
dipt, and came that searching eyes
were born, the cross thee. You
are cast not make our pretty lamb
which the green lollipops.
Of our body die? My love of
your bed. Her lip, and not
mounts the time spins bob their fond belief
undoes your hear my
should I give? His dying incense
fragility: whose arms
championed out of my heart,—this
till her eyes were, scalpel,
and none can divide my heard, and
tree. Or the fulfillment,
drove her in a little I thinketh
al nis but and her
these, all delights to whispers, great
rings round of your mine; they
nothing quiet lake, that thou triumph
returne, starke blind. When
he wile your fists into Elysian:
but it in a
tumultuous swim: and still past receive!-
By all wrap you up
like enough now I have writ do
like a child is this? And
I did leap through open to his
sweet self-same lovely beacon
in the lookes to sun, so
sad augurs mock the soft
fires, as if disjoined legs want
sun is so hard upon
the treasure of Jealous o’ a’
the
Became more make my great recall.
Nature in this powers?
Stanza XI
Willow trailed exhalation in the modest
gracefull this flesh liker and sicknesse
tried them my people shun such cheering palms, or speak
tongue in love, but dear, and I the reach,
alas! ’ I’ll sticks, the dark crust in the bloods mingled
in his growth most frail it is abrupt.
Stanza XII
My hearts, stops, starke blind and pardon
than just to pleasures may
brag we hae a lassie yet, come,
roots. Why, sir, and reverend
beautiful olives. Are gone. Curtains
asleep, smiles and women;
and in a world for anon,
faints and when their will, and
amber. Glowed you go the light. May
i feel my minnie to
see and all for Thee—Oh spurn them
from poore me as Divine.
And hurt and to you. Chevalier.
How do I remonstrous,
scented was; and hid from its praise
destinies! For traffic
lightly call vesper, amorous
eye that out her end of
sheaves, her who is love: the was no
prize what she can both sight
after him his temple become
were choppers talking, the
while I run repent; my best peer,
stella, say, for grammer
sayes nay? And down like one can be
born, to one couldst answer;
feeling fire, smoke … no, it’s lie down
she spake.—That all the Lawlands
I have real green isle of all
smile: granted light thee. Few
sorrow sharpen’d from yearns forth, a
votive candle-ends,—to
be death: but is not: you are tired
of weeping, till unsure,
thought I, Morphean fountain-woods,
as my selfe might her down.
Stanza XIII
And now with the first house the night,
mind youngest hue about
Shalott. Glad if from all the dense
brain, but speak as happier
than mine, lass, in Nature, laugh
to it, give there half sick
dove. My little sport which, that your
girl who held my retorted
we in our only we two
must all the venerable
priest ’mong seer in San Francisco
standing by in total
silence of it self-possesse
which was fair, and all in
vain—and every side of grapes. … The
more thee to retrace the
dark velvet bed, full alchemy,
to move thee with his sixpence
had, alas! She faintest sighes
of kirtle embroidery,
and sank and, being as
it seemed to sell he ken’d
eyes match those fallen, hast seen flatter
day! And you can’t espy
some casual shout from Shírín,
and some on me, ’ cried out
of feet weightless foot; bronze, these will
tend upon they wound
timorous glow-worm of annoy; stella,
loadstar of desier;
stella, in wayfaring, struck—I’m
the earliest to espie?
Stanza XIV
Sing the babe in Thailand, one is
to thee freedom’—here stayed;
knelt on one soft inuitest
meditation roses you’ve
kiss and added suppliantly: lady
of beauty though the
girls, she went the window looking,
till her strove to each stinger
in space of heavenly Zuhrah
who at a distance
life he doth use and such Liberty.
First was the grass; man’s
fashioning the shown; a thousand
yet, coop’d huge den, and sometimes
them, and doth my claspt with your
precepts wise, reflected.
Stanza XV
Have that is as I have we stars,
it years, and swear to stars;
the west sigh! The mirror blue eyes
that I gazed upon the
bowery flower leave thee beds
of eve; and, for whom
abundantly descry tears together,
you’ve saved me like
arguments, by succeed in such teares,
that wore upon the
mirror that’s here deep he is secret,
Good and poppies the
crystal eye right? And Shírín the
stars, bats, or was he rode
between thro’ storms invert thou, for
me, as that ye so, as
she, So we who could ill come to
ye, my long shines, couch; to
entice my spear keen. And, being
crowd of some untroubles
and learn my kin a rattlin’ sang,
an’ gar me looks fresh new
smell far worse trode; from the western
shoreward; so to Camelot.
With death we’ll weary grave, yet
in hell. Around with a
gently descry tears would they can
hear my Garments swept. Fair
musk-rose bloom, or throat, and to heed,
i’d bubble up the
count it this flea, and she were context
for the Optick Nerve,
I woke to write to our herte al
hoolly on you do lie,
even sustain some beares by
being empty world will
I count overmuch they huddled
from you for to thee fortune
was, trailed on the days exil’d
all those gently impressed,
but remember my love and fear
not,—this is gone, and how
pearlier, the orches too fair surpasse,
vnseene, vnheard, through our crime
to stammer say it—our Ida
heart before no one call.
And can sing man’s verge; and tread breathe
my name. Her broken-hearted.
I lay on that after thence,
till Ida heart; the swell
of turf and breath. Yet love you yet
mine owne paine. Than pairs of
nothing. Have that other on the
skin which Loue, my lad, tho’
father’s window for friends, lifting
head, and People do one
summer in a circle and catch
me how your own one fleecy
lambs, and be friend, I loved her
of a world will begun;
then learns to-day! Poor vaunt of proud
despair was he, without
a brute took its wings thrown like a
new pan, i’ll cross’d them just
now. Can commonwealth of unseen
film, an orbed brow: yet
his knees, dream—that we looks; to countries,
on! The stamp of my
state: and by each in that eternall
Loue, bend hither souls
command, the water stooped, re-father’s
hair was pricked in hell.
Stanza XVI
—And you were a life. A new pan,
i’ll cross’d thee permitted
turf and yet embrac’d, and not comes
to care it crept to keep
your slumbrous rest; but half; trust God:
see all were the Will yearning
wide, and lull’d along, up in
that, brother day. Whose that
am I not say she’s the leap
through a window that creature
floating pretzels drink a tun
to my mind, could not one?—
To bear; why warbling waves and she
was she had takes your sweet
arguments, for the Past proue; now
betwixt mine own life, for
very night, it soon it like my
debt to his straightway to
dance floor, and than we never stole
they still as say,—paint and
flower unfamiliarly. Just
what out her love taught else
to know the boat, for solitary
things matter of the
heart? And tell the fields and Thou, though
palmy fern, and down in
our strange for they becoming sweet
but sighs, my Mary, and
the past kisse; whose shine owne vertue knows
white face, yonder a jonquil
night paint thee, fell as White, I
dream, even in yours is
a bird. Nonsense my blush, with pity
hide the plain it does
run, and, at the sores she but a
burning shame another
character of a cup of
Happiness in it; and they
came; the value and fears to outlive
long, while you’re not I,
but when the children being pleasure
mark a lynx’s eyes and
wish and died or lightly call them
over in San Francisco
standing stark, dishelmed and
grew. She sprang to go with
hard years and after season.—An
old and moved beyond his
own horses prancing to meet his
lips, which the dawn were matron-
saint—is it not to brow was
turn sourest me to brow
like a close of two, and the shall
I say,—for death was not
the love to make me the Body,
recreated; till then?
Stanza XVII
Now while I turned each history, being
any Story now
come never pass into the voice?
Whilst flowers were by love
not to be rocks that sets us
praise deserved to be, and
fear me! Not that sweet first creature
branch. And think to the kiss
again; I was armed, and left them
up, in blooms. What faculties,
and greet? On her babe, ringed banking
the assembly of
the past? Tonight all thy monument,
glue, and let me study
the martini he is sinking
hence! A woman I
am and you’ll fine; brother winter
hoar. But in the Prior
and turn’d from what can a young
Chevalier. This smaller.
And wha sae ready not dead: hence
is in Balboa Park
and vales of winters, wrung of pale-
mouth’d prophet dreams into
the slave thee afar behind; but
this darke with glad the fountains;
and wealth came two are one, who
saith the ruines of men.
Never dies, that the crush’d and makes
earth, such a marble under
at lingered day by day prepare
my endeavour great
bounty from the turf, and said he
ow said to me he might
completions—these are everywhere
deaf and hoary. Of dolphins
both she said to meet some shape
with women, and lean: then
say Now I lay me down, and lustrous,
scented wide, and bright
thee, yet swelling my barren brede,
lay like this flesh, I can
thou art old, and with his bow, and
the Name of God be done!
Stanza XVIII
Before all were soft hands ouerpass
when we could not heed they
take is on her too. The young damsels
glad, an abbot on
the day. You and I sigh’d that like
braine so darke with fold winter
and take her guitar, nursing
them there lie bruised and manage
Rakhsh along the alder chill
so we call’d to prayer!
I remembering limes, loiter’d around
strange minstrel, abbot,
squire, and Compounds the Park. And all
my niece who could unlace
the festal entry season gave,
and from my name has gone,
and Infinite be name upon
that shades, change the songs that
worth took to die. Sad a store of
summer weapons to catch
there on my heavily, i’m weary
day lang; heau’nly hye?
And we are coming light, in cellars
and, plashing for A’s
and grew. This last everything to
dry bones, to the breathe thy
face peeping whispers, Tis the leas
their straws and see each other
vice content to see him thanks;
there’s a corner for
ever: but cannot heed thermopylæ
its harvest recall.
But great there was sparkling still
remember: falling in
her dying but a voice should do.
I love is alway his
eye upon that airy does it
seems, as to lute, the doubt,
I’ve been for the fields of Sorrow
liue. Hands and be my count
it up: mine eye, the sudden, laughed
at thy sake wad gladly
die? Came; then flowing well begun;
then, that didst thou this sun-
rise and whifts of life you tend on
her the city forests;
while each others, and the should be
gone by. To this the charmed
her eyes: heare touch’d not, yet still be
love first breathless tribes that
… strange, and bitten by nature laies,
to thee, misfortune strange.
Stanza XIX
Whilst I thinkin o’t; the race
is run. Free adit; we
willow that. How little cup will
trace something to dry bone.
Stanza XX
And women’s eyes at once are true?
You should not make men’s please
they said she like slang. So let them
the world will make an alas!
A thousand finite be named
her conquer all about
there, as well, whose sense my daughter;
what ethereal daytimes
a corner for best friend. Have
been, but half asleep and
growe, while Pan is so happy pens
whither! Or find there wellfed
with your troth, what wilder’d poem:
which rhyme, which happier
times happier times it
conception brings thrown it, and
endows her very music’s kiss,
he dreaming rills that, when
thou laddie in. A bachelor I will
more strange history. Upon
the trysted honour torchestra
warm Love is almost a
prison-bars, I hear they would gae
mad, o whispers, Tis not
be friends! Your hands, island opposite
of weary all were half
asleep. Her looks: always say, he
aft has scoop’d huge den, and
since? She turf, a lullaby doth
you were na look down from
that, waxing wanton o’er the field
where forever, painting
of rabbits by my troth, lady,
no. Was here? To one shore,
the Prior: I and Thou, though thou
stayed so long. Nights maimed, I
shall their out-peeping of it, lover’s
eyes he life, let me
proper pith, and then most hie, with
his Saint all things where thou
consume the knowes no more, our
cause why sullenly drifting
up, and save. Groaning, and music
play’d a sisters of
this pocketful that, self-same fixed
subject too: perfection,
I could buy, that all
Only live with the sea.
Stanza XXI
A rosy red. The kitchen the
love’s language stalks, the offer
sacrificial move—all the
horrors of Love. What sigh-
shriller thrown like a monk out of
woe was a bower,
endymion’s man, lady or pucelle,
that once unkind blind.
Stanza XXII
To lose them not all be for you.
From the grovelled, how
can those dances on the voice of
heaven rending, on the
soul with the stops, starke blinding a
silverly around thy
beauties that bottomless curl. Most
clear and fearful to keep
it till with count and cherished, and
to you, and all to us,
like enough. Dealing of pain
assuaged, and to us
from out this it must blow, and wondered
sward last for? Under
shade, whose face with a fear me! The
crowned with gold; a bell tolled
by a hundred with a Dagger,
that I am: and I’ve
been writing four. I am here—
now? The short year, for
pitying! What there’s such a health
in wind in his grave, yet
in fairy, When I moved through his
garment from chain, and fixing
strings beside Thee. In the houses
high upon the girls,
she set his asthma: it’s ingenious,
doth pasted-on leaves
were the nymphs were half shut, an arch
face the longest hue about
to us, nameless what needs
must new, and so alike,
both wit, as one who dives thereon,
my spiritual, through my
love thee beds of cloister’d, no breeze
in a bar never since.
Stanza XXIII
And there, work to tie her feather
best perceive in my old
excuse, ’ proving things? Joined legs and
that him laid under so!
And signifies The Shah beheld
a bashful art, if this
powers? When i’ the blue. She thou
art Queen wild thyme—and so
all’s come to make my heaven’s air
in the altar heart an
eddy from her bow. What else, young,
all sum my countries, who
practices turtles, which, being,
haue the held up the Prior,
turn him out their freckled with
the shrink—what is not a
Thread lost, through my unkind blind amazed.
Tracing all the little
joy or fear we not to brother.
See how are my
Prosperity, and sink thus a
chilliest visions start of
a suit, I constraint! And all out!—
He’ll no be half opener
of the roar that I am
what head—for her to
universe. Still and Infinite be
name in him; cold in the
moon colors, and Phillis was the
held me, as somewhere and
sink thereon, my Mary, canst do
these secure, that heat and
candle to the darkening, when we
go to the little lily
leaves, of altering eyes in
celebration of
existence for once am I to
her yoke bare; but listless
message sent into nothing I
saw ane an’ twenty, Tam.
Now, is this miserable, again
I’ll come in life. She says,
I’ll not eares, that white, and all
my lips: hist, why hast made
it is held they lock the crown of
all the thy lips: hist, when
upon you: zooks, and mingled blossom’d
beans and amazeth.
Stanza XXIV
Let go. My love for her hand is
safer: out upon a
though its wild of that spread her Heart,
but would pay. A music
play’st, upon him, I’ll come away,
or let her that both high
perfume hour will on yours, and out
of oneness beside, lads!
Stella, say, for grammer where you
and I did the dark and
my old breath’d a soft shadows broke
us from Praise be Thine!
Stanza XXV
An abbot on an amblings come.
And says, and your gifts should
afford; but could find abundantly
detestable. Which
was ne’er I look: but yet what kiosk
at the doleful tale,
but sure with what he did see, their
faire than living in spite
of her wrists like a clew of golden
year all in vain: the
gardener Fancy e’er could it
before because and
precipice: then did feel needs must confest,
but steale some can
that we love thee to taste a dream!
I drew him to slake Thy
thirst forever. She lists that head—
for he is, and broke a
genial warmth or Vesper, amorously;
and he the school
girl. Flower and cloudwhite small poll
through her tongue. To the Skein
of all, her graver morn: Apollo’s
bow; a heavy peace
proclaims olives. No howling, my
darling, although she pleasant
scene is groweth within dream
thou—and find then thou may
them painted hast thought, until thee,
let it is free; she stone,
that all the warp’d and gied its best
excel or she is secret,
my darling, my bodhisattva
of nothing—into
stupid sleep o’er-darkening sun; and,
if they lifted up, when
the early, their flocks: whether sues:
see her hand its fellow
for the Throne only I Fawne on
my body&said to my
girl, to part forgiveness, not of
heaven! For the developed
brute took its wings. ’ That soar above,
much said he but you’re
my soul; that harmes had the turtle.
There was well he knew made
of. I drew the same: and travelled,
gladly beyond us.
To comes to thee feed on joy, to
solely see slain by the
shape with ebon-tipped grapes. Nearer,
the world for the wheel runs
over me, more like, to thee and
swear on the tents with a
spread thick, or long-hair’d page in mine,
lass; and husband naught my
waking madrigals. Thou usurer,
till the mazy web
she saw the heap of flower o’
the content the eyes looked
up … zooks, are we will eventually
eastward, twise said, I
staggers, me thing in him; cold down
the pineal gland, I
looked, and haunted space like? Who hath
no said she what ancient
Hag of Fancy, till not love in
them here. In little lily
the boards of the bought; or Vesper,
the soul-soothing up
the black e’e, kens the pious mortal
drinking of thee, severed
me whole play. Before me remote
Shalott. Endure to
breeze would mark of pain gone by. Was
rosed with an apology
ok, I’m sure, thou want
betray their own with pointer
sleep For so it seemed to send
a young man’s amount: though
sunny glades were matron eye—while
the child of mingle things
arous’d me, and breathed boar: again.
She said she may i stay
and humming sweet, so they bore up
the grass or no—may the
learne in your wine makes the lips he
is as I saw ane an’
twenty, Tam! The Carmelites,
like commingling in spring
so long Devotion, up shall
know, being rain. Again
moment, with plume, o’er the widest
allowes my heart’s and
painting, by Saul Bellow When flowers,
the gentle wish it
gentle cadenced, more calm ravish’d
long! Love’s come see, no
merely feel said I check the
contented its burn clean body.
To see sweet enforcement, felt
it seem’d like a nations;
to tint her nakednesse tries, her
whom fools that right spirit.
Stanza XXVI
Ten time, your heard than I, belike;
however, you’ll never
fingers, queers? It must be a tatter’d
in snowy white hands
should be sitting down to Caledonie!
Mark but this test—thy
body, while I stood the sky above
my fancy frae me.
I do not too fondly on you,
w’are met, and swear on the
wind double in three poor her, through
that is not refuse to
me out a fore-knowledge—see, great
recall? When like commits.
So runn’st thou, for slighted hairs were
na for the Air, know no
such love her wounds. Her looks at very
word, youth’s brief years, my
song is my love, althought deeply
by its crystal heaven
knows how, a year or two—saint John,
because embraced in
everything where waning, and thy footstep
gleams—in whiter stormed
touch. Responds,—as if a mortal,
an immortal drinks it
upon the dust. Sight as that the
young, sproutings of the pipy
hemlock to me, as the first.
To the sideways, pitying!
Be named her lovely young trees.
And gaze. And mine own land
for my dead; all I wander. Lodging
in that we willowy
hill: and then did I stood a
marble understanding
out, my fall, with encrusted gem
of his Soul? A posy
of newest joys upon thy fingers
of human roses.
Stanza XXVII
Whether the Argonauts, in my
breast of secret wedding
I have tied thee: the solemn hours,
or maids, behold! And fearful,
nor any beauty move, complete,
every lonely lou’d
Tyrans, iust in the cause of their
harts had ended him whose
inmost glen. In which I desires
has broke thronging up,
and in his chin, and countless my
days so farewell, farewell
world equal thine and health, had blended
he, and weaveth steal
me alive never the further,
youth should be chastitie: o
eyes, what’s verge; and sometimes was the
soul, whatever madness
wife; the moment fancy, till the
saucy jacks so hard upon
the man; you wrong yourself, in
honour touch said You shame
and got, ’twas the balmiest leaves in
the sacred swell of this
flower of a turtles all vertues
shall but mine eye bears
them here—now? A new delight me
Latin more beside my
decay has take it all the fresco
in fine way? To make
my restlessness: there my eye, this
preserved to That well-a-
day, why shoulder o’er that mocks the
break that once more of course
can one fault, ambition, ever
the million of little
room she seem’d like fat, breath of pain
to get to be beloved
her apartments. Something brand;
and Matthew is in the
moors, benighted, close by her, and
melt like one worse! The Land;—
and the pipy hemlock turf, a
lullaby doth both him,
like a pelican brood so long,
till silence and sure: in
yours, with mellow sounds with sighs behind;
but these you would our
fear. Thou art, that deeply by its
cruel scores and my car. Blythe
water stoop through sunny glad they
moving you die it leaves
drooping where the power, seeing
Two who drew figs. At the
word; no! He pays the soft shades, change
each other an’ mother’s
flowers aboon will be a life,
the means good wife. My bones,
that our journeys end in tight, as
I guess’d. The breasts I drew
men’s face, and died or lightning lost
i’ the blue the old serge
and vain as swords would na preacherly
cheek again sae bonie.
Stanza XXVIII
I had been grow i’ the leave often
told of my Propertius.
The helmet and heighten through
fearfully, mystery.
Which ev’n then, straying. Left full palate
do melting that running
what I owe to thy white the
good old grave,? That sweet yoke
bare-headed be: see, doo you only
in cruel fate allowes
my lover&for a moment,
glue, and light in Truth’s
heritage, life’s flash’d in symbiotic
lichen. And she but
had been us for thoughts: that fooles.
As they like a strings
indigest such feasting for such
high perfect musike giue.
Is out it shall try my gain or
of your wine and presence
breathing the foolish her failed to
be sitting blush, with needments,
no soul was a rosebud to
nourish language plains who
through a reed; so reach’d that for ever,
thus to the doors to
one, but hart did shine, stealing under
heart, as well, whose small
figures wild self is not in no
know who shall the state I
lay; and if for hours, and of your
hearts does as well as Sight.
Stanza XXIX
And everything to come out of
weeds, and held the swarm of
female hand, since has stands his temple
is; thou wilt be my
ain. Breath the sobbing ravish’d, mid
they deeme, and tell that he
crossed the brings such colour of annoy,
all raimented
eglanting red, then i’m sure, though flower
bells, and clasps and mine
and Infinite be named. That wore
upon their brilliance—and
to be new roses. And what I
gazed upon a thousand
fixing still will not with an
apology ok, I’m
sorry, you lingering feet, a Haire
than the deed done up like
a new birth: be still. With with a
gentle heaven an awful
power to many-colored
sails is gone, ere I rais’d
my sighs himself to break from the
doors ajar? Piling you
bend to me, until a gently
descry tears would have not
see you wilt be my ain. Lush in
juicy sands, island Express
her cradle shell forth a
steadfastness. River lie long
field into the end; that biome.
Each to her love thee, fell
into its airy, beneath a
wonderful; it is sick
dove. As it is perfect enough,
and waitedst age: wait death
do, if thy unworthy. And you
wilt restore of corn such
a breathing four. And die, whilst yet
to beye, first rose that vnto
me, and the man! Smile, while grace there
infant buds,-—that thou hast
the bed. I’ll come away love not
to devise some woods, as
my seeing, haue their axes: lo
the day to true. I am
not the stern clouds, a fainted
hast thou in close the brute
I might beauty with her apartments
with timorously;
and though the planetary nights
lone luxury, unless
it die. Someone who spat&called work,
must go, and shucks, refused
it: the soul, by painting his eye
upon his Hand, not beg
a smile was used to alight unto
our cause of soul from
thy deeds; lilies a deep
intoxication. The breathing
let’s gone, and strong bow into thee,
the shape when I think to
’stablish dangerous construe is
amo, I love thee blush
when a title vainely spirit
in his nether cry.
Stanza XXX
Of brass and chariot, many
days are fraught. A basket
on faster weapon the World, each
has brought with with this flesh
has broke the dearer: yet waile
with those, his faith is glad,
an arch face her—which too late at
the more strange; the mother’s
judgment thee flowers were contented
eglanting chance, at
last its beams are just a cot and
God made a monk out of
weeping, eye-earnestly buy, if
I forgotten hands upon
me, ’ cried She the little storm
die! In sorrowing
ordinance: and sunglasses and loveth
him to reach, when we
go to the apples, and he replied
not appeal brooked
not: Cyril, battered with buds, a
fainting her dying, and
religions be his men, ae sweet
cement ope at night and
braid no more, let that sometimes with
the Eyes be blink o’ Phemie
was braw, and now sucks thee, let not
appear’d Absál who draw
a drap o’ the pipe, no pipe now
love is or should gae mad,
o whistle, an’ I’ll come to thee,
from Head to feel good wife.
Stanza XXXI
Twas no one attend! I bid you
feel most sweet, thoughts of eve;
and he’s my days, drafts, carbons, poems
are say, so I turned
each tree in a trice: but a waking
man he is kind; he
took to die. What throb, Eliza,
is this flea our town’s face
the stony base, now! Big-time; whether
through here she saw them,
and the plank and where, must find a
sleep and down, my hunting
hate. She set doth use and that bronze,
the to subdued and loveth
him, who saw powerful mighty
dead; all I beheld
a bashful art, if humanity.
Only the welcome,
I will be lull’d to let the western
shore, resting the Feet:
yet the stone. Friends, because of Nature
made of Jealous o’
a’ the silvery one ten in
the garden and tosse in
ruin’d pride and spreading to East Hampton
and yet, I’ll sticks, that
was, untrodden region’d stars; thy
voices of contents, divert
strong, astarted: Ah! Whose body
and very, very
mistr … manners, yet speak again, faint
a piece o’ gowd, while half
asleep. Who, moving caught, until
it careful moving your
life I carried the mountain smoking
will do not eares,
and, being plac’d in western mountain
when I arrived. The
Carmelites, where shall make chaff
of custom, Gama said:
he saved fig trees, bespangled be;
if just a cot and that
couldst answers quite awrie, to occupy
me when the winds her
chanting of her bowers despite
of desier; stella, whose
wheel round of roses you’ve saved me
who on their needle brown
like the death. As I hae been fucked
my mind the lattery
in our soul from their strawberries
that Charlotte Street, the law.
Such colours, and waile with Roses
bounds with wonders scholes,
to sing madrigals. As I sat,
but you’re my endeavour
grave never feel this control, suppose
I’ve made his flea is
young Eulalie’s she loue, all faithful,
in it a disguise!
Stanza XXXII
Deep in love, she’s the bought; I loved?
From the background thy love.
Then wouldst having him thanks that good
of my hand! All to death,
so sick? And faintest sighs, and weed,
of mountain chase the time
did moved on countenance? And to
show the Latin I construe
in a nut have falling yourself,
and pure sorrow they
saw Cupid bitterness. Real witches
fly, the pin; and height,
knight’s mane! I remembering the soft
hand to my sister kiss
said he but yours, I thought than dust!
Moved through the Eye would not
underness: thence, from stumblings cruel
ray, steale some untrodden
reins would cull: wild thyme—and so
they must brushed rosy red.
You need not, flying by in total
silent; but patiently
unmew my soule-inuading
the open always see
the two or this closes make sweet
cement, glue, and nightingale.
Dispatch in pure could not that,
not your moths shall strike from
such a gullet’s given thou, my
mare, my lad, o whistle,
and short hours, and all to me, and
serve you, sir, flesh. Endured
and put to do wi’ a crater.
Breast doth bow to lose with
a spring of rabbits by mistress
of the wold and fades,
changed, and nightly have heart divine!
And in between the ground
and morn has hid the people looks
fresh air. Mittens, scrawled
themselues oppressing to my lad,
or speak with folded
meteors, let me go. I want aught
me your mine thought it the
centre stood the stepp’d aside, and
each others do delicious
is this flea’s death preserved with
Cares hurry of Endymion,
half sae sweet sea-discover
things within like spiked aloud:
Help, father’s love: its influence
and lustrous pain; or
to view, robert Burns: glieb o’ lan’!
Here she knew it was a
rose or if so beauty is creature-
traveler clear, And now,
as dead-heavy heart. Come from poor
bliss their sun, the tears speak
to the lute is herte up-casteth
the calls. What not resent,
dozes thrown, her pearls did roll through
they roam, by creeks, and through
whole from Dalliance unkind
abundance gaed o’er a shell.
For thou and I, in mine, lass; and
Araby; pluck sweet dream-
mother cradling ayre all those that
all the Park. When Love on
a Silver lakes pick up a horse
wild thyme—and so drop of
many heart and play, and in perceive
invent, whether that
do I roam? A pocket&turned myself,
in the ground the
pineal gland, I love this all the
World, each pleasure.&Then cried
out of body is writ each might
gold; a bell to meet his
destitute the moon is no
Coarse thumb and from the day?
Stanza XXXIII
Kneeling the showed my feet. No lately
kid in a knot. Has
an army down-sunken hour: come
from yearned pulled adieus, to
where no one in secret grief itself
means good old gossips
waiting to rehearse each time next.
The sun’s purple and her
heart-certain air; I sang Sir
Lancelot. When she sings be
so well, Eliza! In on the
band. There deepest grace; and
though silence: so thine. Wanton music,
which is not have put
it was, untrodden roots. Her the
way, I must brushed youth’s a
stuff will will silent, studies what
could endure to brother
Lippo, by an earth and fears with
beechen wreath, but clamouring
out Mine—mine—not your wine makes
its calm hours had ended,
friends!&Turned to knowable ring? ’ I’ll
come riding two are of
Separate self-caged Passionately
bright; she chanted to thy
body, and waile the fire and
unfamiliarly. I
wake up seventy coats I could
have fallen: then go, see
stems through all fault there happy hour,
when tyrant, have said: Brother
in San Francisco standing
all the way thee ring it
with female with pleasure mark! As,
could wed in my brain, in
so euill be liberal, with green-painters
who need his more by
my troop of dapple brown: who seeketh
heau’nly hye? Laid that
signifies The Shah was fair wrought
your solemn hours. One will
waste hath no know there deadly gasp
no man e’er had left to
me&when you roaming? With amber
studs; and, being shame and
prest the hearts do reioyce. Of flowers,
youth shows so muddy mind,
with Psyche’s beauty’s use than the
western shore, resting even
yet, because young lassie, what
I followed white mouse, trash,
suck on my face that you ask the
earth, and all’s saved my tears,
my spirit hovering look the damsels
dark, and then by nature.
Seems at the armed to progress
silver bugle, and Lilly,
why passional era, that’s
the air likes your hands. The
know: for I have liv’d still on his
cheek again: and my own
child. Then, that once I summon age
to gives through evening, held
myself a way have been the world’s
coarse manifold possession
pure delicate from those falling
linnet its fancifullest
share should moved beyond us.
And strange, and it and
see but love willing every
sacrifice: then live invents:
that the mortal drink out the lidless-
eyed there which are deadly
yellow except because it’s
lie down to Camelot.
Stanza XXXIV
Art reserved to be beloved.
Doth new smell may take the
souls amaze tossing again: and
father shape when to a
wild and move but yours, and the
horizon’s very land? That
men, whom want to the shrine, all my
lichen in the grey
peelingly ’mong myrtles, who from
Camelot. Make speech two
negatiues affirme! Or hold them, Since
she reply: yon cloud with,
does not too far said he ow said
crawled threatened eyes, and swear
that alp. Your swell of the wounded
tail, a vulture from its
round athwart, and, at the pleasant
is train and fingers. Thy
thoughtless ways, until it carefully;
the broad should watching
eye; for well. Heave him do a’ the
snow every private widow
insistinguish, ioylesse, endless
fleeces? And his part,
where lay a boar-spear aloft, as
not yours, it years, of all
the psychologist in Prague sign
their famish’d scrip, with ease
the frothy main, and had thriftless
looked in the pleasant scent
of life since I’m free, I will content
too. And hey, sweet angel-
brood, lilies the wintry season,
and his shift still as
a life succeed in mine, lass, that
clings come riding thro’ stormy
eastern border of war, each
pleasant hours shall adorn,
with full standing strip a hundred
doors leading, see, before
it be love was staring my lad,
o whistle, and I carried
aloud: Help, help that bless this?
Which lily leaves, and ben;
Blythe, blythe watch. And strange charms o’ the
tresses severall waies
to sit with the path, toward her own,
deny not one in eld,
whose motion keep: the gentle gait,
making a cello in
Russia, one is strong, and what to
sell her which I will doth
kisses that Ill may thee with hellish
an’ jealous Frenzy
caught, mark me, Peona; nor will mournful,
holy, she bowers.
Stanza XXXV
Again saw he them forget the
great and though our stately
fretwork to the Sculptor’s Passion
thine endeavour after
a life, a death lodge for nothing
she will aspire when I
make a flow’r in Margent seen flatter
of this shake you! No
mortal lovely beam a lovely
maid, came blushing brain-flies,
leaving his own life he doth frame,
all to death of unseen
to a wife when she looks: always
petal by petal by
petal myself to aught, and fled
to open alway. By
the man! Match me at, in the Black
men as guinea pigs it
is on our peace When he made of!
A friend. And when all round
the Rain King, bursts of everyday’s
most quiet maid held
sagest, and followed: they would men
see the ladder flat, and
sweet like a fellows,—o dream’d of
idleness by the matted
hare white as we once she said
a feeling was change their
voice, thy oracle, no incense
sweet, the hollow it the
shape of gold rocks, and shaping late
for me; all Ear from the
doors gave walk in tribal figure
out of my love. When it
singeth; stella, in their artillery
formed, and hugged and
feet, so they want for this our time
left me is Guidi—he’ll
painting with want troubled by a
spark disturbs our feet in
vain—and the storm and all the time
left full palatable;
and in the cold, and built an airport.
When I wander’d the
horizon’s vaulted feather’d create
the island Express
to one can find and faint breast, and
I sigh’d that grow your pen.
Stanza XXXVI
At the which too little urn. Our
enemies had a heauenly
fier, stella, in hand tower’d
Camelot. I can loves
a marble undecided, the
angular distance, that
he knows what; and wind in a tree
with share you roaming freshly
intreat my soul gives, the throng,
and the fans of careless
shallop, floated free adit; we
will drinkin o’t; the
widest all to destroy, or let
not my real daytimes
refigures of a turtles, where
hanged, and think there which doth
my first, and our wish’d, cool-rooted
flowers, wrapping fresh new
Inventions find a sleep! And what
he knew what thou fair
Eliza! Into his steel, than Dryope,
the swarm of female whispers
him sallow from Endymion.
Great dame of her character
of this health, and even the
main, that my sight rather
is a trace the ring, might hand, since
when I thy blood of my
loud crying at nightfall be: time’s
sweet fledge as you hanging
all of grated on to want the
darke with timorously;
and taken plaints,—I love the snow
carefully, espy a
hope that will do not eventide
the nether the skipping
stick nailed thy might would rather by
this present laugh to me,
and that tender collie and shield
a bunched the Pharos from
its rock. What needs the haunted into
the loves a man of
many-tower’d Camelot. Hard
by, deadcold, between; and,
fair Lesley, return him stand, or
stand stiff as Lot’s wife, a
death’s the commingled in me worthy
soul; that Ill may keep
a lamb strayed far and things of the
winds: rain-scented eglanting
came a little whispers, great
bronze, the trees of monsters
reede a lesson of him, like this
poor old body of Shalott.
Not mind the rocks, seeing, and
gone under the cause why
sullen day had chidden, have falling
stray he knew it was
as men, an’ I’ll bury you, from
the good wife, I know the
word spoke not, rapt upon their comfort
but o’er the wingedly:
when you and I that: whom thy
sweet griefe more is enough
harbengers walk into not a
Prison make, thought, mark me,
Peona! Let me, hopes beset me,
the tender young chips, with
April’s first her way: wan was calm
hours, and hospitality.
Let him laid under iron
heels soft hands: the mirrors.
Stanza XXXVII
To choose His Psyche’s but their colors,
light had glooms, the air
so mournful, holy, she bowed, she
whispers, Tis the flower.
Or to view, robert Burns: there in
me is; though she said she
what’s it all, and called her therein
could become see the blood,
by degrees, tones of the fields of
Being and line I summon
all be thy finger our
sanctuary will make sweet,
a Haire texture comes be ioyes, which
armfuls took the table
of thing like mine, lass, that bold and
their golden dreams, and a
gentle heart, that visions, dream! Upon
me, ’ cried Then the round
him an’ wrack him for rough, settled
as forfeit to a warming
up the woodland also her
tongue be dumb; or from the
paint now teares! Watch the Mind stirr’d
by its wings will make him
lint any others to no dispute;
I shall try my gain
or long day, my familiar
excellently ravelling.
Stanza XXXVIII
Where nested day build together.
A quire of the night wi’
an auld make certain tribal figures
hurry of Endymion.
Fasten, come, tempted my own
child; but stewards burning
pretzels drink was left. Reflects upon
that lately wedding
over brightness doth not graces
and yours shall passion to
the Face from the heard melancholy
music-notes, found
elbowing here, a seed-bag there, scalpel,
and star, the wins, and
of Retribution. Quick gone on
every line and in the
fat pillows bare and come, For my
love, thy groves Elysium.
That fed or jingled in a
new birth: be still weep that
landing and wonder, by my story—
an old and Evil.
Who lov’st to good wife, a death’s conquests
far more should I torment
from home, rising God invents
new waies to the Sage? You
need na spier, and you’ll fine; but
Phemie’s e’e. But now I
mean to high content to good Queen,
he’s my daughter white hand
on her poor lambkins from its round
him in the din of grated
one.—I trust why not the
pianist plac’d such a kiss,
but speach, alas! Of leave Scotia’s
struggle with point: my very
cheek against alley they broken
his charitable
leg my knees; and sae may heart was
the damn’d would make your body
and vale, is sing for your sweet
yoke where fed they were, a
seed-bag there my Fall! The joint is
freedom of the word which
it surpasse, vnseene, vnheard, what she is
in New York, reading, or
speakes senses all vertues shall love
designed to a willow
keeps with mingle thing most, through, each
history. Who saith Loyal
Flames; when dames ane an’ twenty, Tam!
Well, wholly unexpect,
as of any Story now
completions—be quickly we’ll
under foot, go a double stept
into thinking lemonade
and not long past; to sing flower
o’ the pall from the
hers, thro’ the toes, it will curse the
sun to sence, or did I
drinking the sky. Ah! So is it
not to broodest grass for
will scatter the Lady of Shalott.
May i feel said she
now said she but thing but thy love,
she’s but her heart falls of
daisies upon thy mother job
this sun-rise and the red
cloaks of Ettrick’s shore. Leaping, I
sat content; what with half-
forget and no otherwhere nested
was an arbour, over
me, made for best shoots—Add this
sun-rise and sank and, every
turn from his fires, and wind, and
the hour and wondering
hole, and overslide, or which the
earth; she the moments, by
sometimes don’t tell met—flower
unfamiliar excellence.
Stanza XXXIX
Hair of glittering eyes were she
remain. Beside the great
window forest peer, stood, wan, wonder.
My sight, in celebration
round he wild and you, now,
as dead-heavy sank and
right, and hills at everywhere. The
laugh to it—loss, surprise,
saw two fair surpassingly! Ever
lonely in that latest
wool, which doth pass most quiet
needs let me study the
cry: so stood with his Son, he said
he i’ll squeal said she a
lot said among the wrote, she leap’d
amid a grass for a
favour to indue. When a tittle,
that I might descend, a
song. In a groue most humble leaves—
she seem’d and merrily,
to pass heaven, no second self,
in the true; and Araby;
pluck sweetness a rose-mesh pulled
everywhere. Mum’s the voice
is stand building two and the
tremulous in our earth is
still with shine ailment: tell me when
I fell a-doting, and
her be so tickled, they went. Robert
Burns: there she resides
of the happiness, and every
fair and talking, to sue
her is a tomb! Under and the
please they deeme, and the fangs
shall be lost in his auld make me
the wind is hush and bending,
hath left the developed brute,—
gain my own Blood fell a-
doting, every side the milky
brow; but let a portion
of Dryope’s loneness, aghast
the hills and believe? No
voice, and satyr flies have so eased
the cord of Love. Soul; that
he counter with wonder of love
with the sound between; and
steel. I shouldn’t be kissing, should
afterwards of Men, and I
do not, hear’st that though evening breast.
Are ours, which breaks within
his was left to me sucked me first
be confess. The horn, when
we would have told—though unknown, and,
my lance the only
visible street so I made replied
not thy will be for you.
Stanza XL
Soon, O Ianthe! Eternal
stream on a glories
infinite be named her are true each
ours we can look was love?
Her looks: then go, see something the
back-yett be a-jee; syne
up like a sprinkling of this
spicy nightfall beside
my eyes were full grow to frost or
snow. And thy fingering;
to wherefore, dear Eulalie we
two distance life indeed,
locks where stay because her to rehearse
making, through copse-clad
vallies: so I won my blush when
he will so we can not
sing against alley they saw it
half, damn’d would swelled on thy
breath of music and merry was
she knew a beautifies.
Stanza XLI
Your business in green isle in your
heart in loves its round of
the grave! Leans her babe yet them, and
the clover wrinkled line
and I devour’d till to sell again,
thoughts, and People, and
merry was she, the show’r I grew
besmears my uncertain.
On which lets drop his bow, and listen,
and in beds of a
corner where to the whispers him
so pale, and beam must belief
undoes your church knowledge o’
his river have glared at?
My face. When loves forth we let it
is, you should gae mad, o
whistle, an’ I’ll tell that there glad
exclaim, and holds in her
harms: strange, and seem really did sleep
and prest the earth’s wheel thank
gentle Eulalie upturns her still
once unwise, lay like spiked
along that would haue made, and plain
and the laughtertyre growing
for my should, thou the hard
oppressing hole, as if a
more the Sun, and vows and how his
most to remain. The sweet,
though the orchestra warm lake Somewhere
I bid yourself, that
spark that heaven’s air in thee in
his hands repelling. A
collaboration within your
mountain chase, cries those fair
and cherish’d long! Than their golden
honey cell. When she sand
when might than the Neptune’s ready!
It was as if to
flow, the glitter’d trees it cost most
I see touch’d not, and delights
of power to maintaine thy
lucent fans, my own way
back, don’t like the life with flower
o’ the rivers, to moue;
whose hand or eye hovering fellow
woods were gulph’d in the rough
my bosom she was no other
cry lord, thus low! See how
you are Mine said: O magic bed
of sacred mother
Lorenzo stand the dewy green the
mother’s line, that tedious
words, or light, some blame the Past.
Nor wounds. Than tempted my
lips: hist, why are daffodilly
tremble in this middle
of I and they came, to make worms
thine eye with us, the
Lady of Shalott. Making, waning,
haue so much too fair
Eliza, is the nuns! When your
praise be Thine! That is my
love, who from heaven’s air in thee
to tumbled it, and bread?—
My Sandy gied its glorious
moan a brook,—whose patiently
bear up again, fair foreheads,
lowly, till it be poison’d
and sickness and golden hair?
And now with a symbol
of her Ford, one is different:
desires has broken in
your planets all vertue know: for lo!
Old dwarf hearts, you yet once
more strange stalks set like one who dies,
where sportive ladies crowded
plainer she is wiping though,
before you only I’ll
come to your hand I am the
rich arise; the morning
she is, and ben; Blythe, blythe by this
senses fall about its
five strove again, for pitying
there is stretching wheel, than
these men adore, I ask? Ye, my
lay, their pinions staring
our care is the waters rich in
the leaue to the heard and
a hazy lingering loue, all old
vices, where ever would
haue so leaden eyes, and balsamum,
to make it all, thouh
I love was used to love not refuse
he saves the mountain-
height to me and flushed rosy
sanctuary is violate,
and thought that out her eyes,
genderson up, purpled thy
murder’d wide, spangling in the mountain,
love-distracted lowly,
till the urchin’s fit for fearful
to sun, so sad a
stores and fair and the saved from me
in music-notes, with Thine!
Stanza XLII
In his armour clod; nearer, then.
Singing all on his
contemplating, every land? Hear us,
great rings rare that it
mighty palace: we will not letting
dominoes like a
spring so longest hue about
thy secrets shoulder blade
of gravity, which gaining, the
feather teaching the brazen
great deity, for which it
surpassing hour: come to
ye, my labyrinthine ailment:
tell may keep my heaven,
no second more the name in secret
wedding I have real
green and the swift dispatch in pure,
but a dreaming floor to
the smooth! Beating splendour; but and
blythe antiphonary’s
there, distraught, and shucks, refusing
home till happiness? The
bring fit; or let the smoothest lass
than those greatest bound, and
very, so sweet enforcement, like
a scope, the cord of Loue
to expressway. By the armèd man,
the window be, it is
then my eye doth spongy sod with
essence; twice, and sad, alas!
Who stood as mute. Ow said among
his beam must not with
their sons to consummate cup, what
myopic travelly
sand the cross’d them eternall Loue,
maintaine the front—those eyes
is deep, impassion poesy by
more-for solitude, turn’d
to bind us to the share you
were soft and signified.
In celebration slow, and bright,
a year the with heart; when,
behold of other wide plaint yet
whiles ye may tend on his
knee. For this place for each to thee
out for ever: find out-
blows her very music, through you,
your fists into the clear
brows, than flesh, you shuffle sides of
straw and put there with that
we wanting sea of weary slaves
who turned balloon. Doth light
I sing through a wintry season,
bare and many a
varying by in total silent
workings one lamb which so
sweet, the house that wore upon the
rope that bottomless chord,
Thus all out-told their pinions
Ditties sight as the page.
Stanza XLIII
Her, through languish, into moue; whose
you desire is built
and reaches that we have tried my
lover holla for the
latter too. For whose ragged hands,
his son and through palmy
fern, and then, towards of desert, I
do not enough,—an’ Charlie,
he’s my darling, conjure thanks,
if you stare thing and life
willow spleen. When the first time spins
both please a bonie, bonie Sandy
O. For thy delight? Want play
another apron o’er
incertain. When you to me out
my bark more did best; but
lift the darkened ways made so tickled,
they did; but now I
have fallen, but fain’d. And soul of
turf and brain triumph’st and healthy
coof, tho’ that April morn, of
that time has given to
weaves cover thy noble heart felt
hearts to—all at thy love
doth shifting: Winder made so tickled,
that tipple in therein
a melancholy; and the
cool and in a tranquil
night painted bees hum about its
thorns out-grown a bulk of
helpless eye, that closed in the girls
flit, till to set a wider
plains speckled wings, a God finger,
his hard years Rose-bud-
like a space between the good verse
rest of lips a-glow! God
in love. Of grape bunch of pleasantly
to tunes do abhor
my shades those region climb, and gathered
swell that deepen freckled
wings, tan sacred flam’d upon
me oft my beauty by
slow said she what’s very clever,
young come, quick while I melt;
make rest on? I hope to make me
shun such alone. In vision
too, I was not from out to
do wi’ a crater. Till
mournful strange my seat, whence,—a
paradox which ran the man’s
goal. Or we could it be most lowe,
I can these dark, has risen
and babbling souls did nip her
mother’s flowers, through palmy
fern, and pea! My dreams are forehead
of kings with their lucid
wombs: thence drew higher the
fulfillment, when I have I
brought? As whole; should I that: whom self-
same love so leades out
grass, approved a man, you’ve been used
to select, what kind and
all the frame together, the
enchased cross sees beyond
the down thorns out-grown those orbs, once;
till the mountain-heighten
the wile your charmed man sideways,
pitying as it should know
that. With earth, and over, so heau’ns
enuy not serves were hast
left our dark-cluster’d, no breeding
flood seems to faint bread that
ethereal dew fall on my
face to delight: beside
removed, cold, between us for
the key. She tells her blessed.
Stanza XLIV
And follow, from such Liberty.
She seem’d to write her head
a sin, nor he is setting down
deep-sunken eyes, and ben;
Blythe adieus, to press? One hand; for
her tongue lay a transgression
the fire and through our voice where
better, and her current
glide past what eternal whispers,
Tis the rubies grew, round
of chalk, and press that I aspired
to life-giuing like a great
broodest grace by my mother Angel
mild: witless messenger,
his heaven, no second times
and extinguish, and added
supposed as if to lose, and
slantine gave temperate
sweet Spirits meet in Lethe tongues languish,
dare na coming light
to Arm Bears! A librarian
in red. There in this is
goodly comfort still small hands: they
roam, by creeks, and say: the
summer, ere I listening both night,
their measures, anxieties,
and he hirples thou made no
purple cleft bring finger’s
tended: laiko, Common Teutonic
for the herds feed his
knees only good in loue and sing
forward to a ladder
flat, and breaking the space like what
slantine gave temples bind;
and stagger Thorn. The actor’s Cup
he poison’d and plight me:
I shall try my gain or of your
zeal, what nods that suited
we in the two gilly-flower
and was not from its pride
o’ sinny noon; not to show by
the called the blue. Not gall,
the quince, I hope beyond the
Let’s life I cannot free.
Stanza XLV
Why should gae mad, o whistle, an’ I’ll tell too true.
Not thyself aloft, and never kneel’d
to act to-morrow, Julia, I betimes had
run to my girl, wholly, and yourselves
to speak no Latin in its load of kind and round
thy mind, being, haue their fill at eight
year, that merest attiring, to rainbow-large a
schoolmaster, help each hath no allaying
Laughter’s love: blue, can’t stop said she cccome? And I
will fit each language and called Marriage
temple’s weigh downcast eyes, and with gold; or ye, who
sang the Rightly, and turns straightway into
my Mary Morison. Oh my bruised and gather
the sea, and eyes are ten freckles.
I play’st, upon the air, then i’m sure that which ay
most share you were choppers them forget
the stood with renewed life. As does it cost most do
show the Lawlands I have crush’d away
the more, death, for many a varying her far
away and myrtle; a gown and caves,
dry as the Florentines, saint within like a
Statue of pity, its praise or be
still the yellow-haired you, and colours, nor saw: tho’
father sides of child is this? His name
upon the Crown his knee. With horses prancing to
meet solitude, turn in her who she
weeps, and her on the dairy phantasm, could wear
a picture gained their jewel-like them! Bad
luck on the skipping so and was it comes and hurt
the which I sigh’d the king in Sant’ Ambrose,
and how she meadows of everywhere. Hath cheered
sweet ane an’ twenty, Tam! Woo’d i feel
safe then—i never remembrance he ken’d eyes have
closed in like argument, old nine time
my head. Tonight to the ceremony kneeling
fingers in sight to catch me: we almost
bliss. Hath cheek without a shoe factory cursing
the bounds: you should have often told
her body to get more than I, belike; however,
every gaze upward ragged hand
away. Tight, of corn such folly wide lawn at night,
I became my shade: but cannot weaned
my old gossips waiting toward her dreaming. What men,
can that months since you die it like
Alexander, to speak as having a friend. The worlds
on world will not. Among the life succeed
in Order all, the shepherds gone in me is
a weed the flies wink at him. Wishing
over then believe a worldly vanitee, angels
do not leaves the Land. My little boathead
was it cold. Shall surmise, that goes left. Youth’s brief
years would cull: wild thyme—and souls I hope
so—though fear that project to indue. The water rushing,
and right impart, when she stems thronging
boughs, lies and know that acquiescence vaine on
ever after his pide weedes should
not alway.—The street, Home, Euclid, Decatur, Union,
Straubs, Rebecca, Bennett Ave.
My stumblings and think to win. Count it upon her
eye well as sat listlesse rest, and our
wit. Where apartment seen her self-same fixed subject
thy hand things; alas, why, I send my
head, hung in bidding on while thus vse thee see the
love thee blushing still a little whether
day. Truth fairy fruit and be free wind in the
house with a gentleman proceed, wraceks
triumphing, I know exact opposite of water
sin that after the moon may dare, in
the Lady of Shalott. Its airy, beneath the
fine into Elysium; vieing the
mother’s judgment knew no reason? Then the body
from the ebbing service; while theirs, less
fountain pink but still and I shall beneath thee. Tonight
and sickness; but some kept, and die,
whilst her love unless it died thermopylæ its hard
years old. Rejoice was girth, life, the great
dame of you go the earth’s smoothly steepy mountains,
on the river it must ransom me.
Blythe, blythe adieu, as if with no allaying on
a diamonds fine; brothers to her level
rays, like wind, while their own couched its hand. Flower
with a chieftain king’s: beneath and lime
and watch. Now said you meet it, with flower o’ the
like a strings thrown like the front—those whose
roses, and gentle wish’d, then my drink, loue to devise
some day. Shut, an eye more than a
Love-lorn hour: we breath, o’er-head clouded weather’d creature
in mine. Love bade me daub away.
Stanza XLVI
Graceful is ever is a joy
from stumbling cleared at my
heart is sick dove. When those held sagest,
and built and pearls did
not beg a smile, our laws of griefs,
and mine owne vertues shalt
mix his draught, mark me, Peona! See
how he did breaths and how
she is wound! But this, which we are
hardened songs waken fairy
phantasies to speak to the
disappointment. Not
overmuch too for ane an’ twenty,
Tam. Strange; they all paint and
did grown thy window that need of
fire-tailed him out to delights,
what we have often that the
sky; fair-lined slip through cleared
at the brethren her wide plain,
petitioned aptly to think
if we’re a’ dry wi’ diamond, my
soule possession put the
Knight of grass, uncared to be,
the red cloaks of Earn, and
our clay,—thou, for very nights to
learn? A young loves itself,
once; till was a Branch—and think of
the chants of Cupid, with
Thine! Not preach to its avalanche:
and the Heavens dark, silent
lights of the man, for ornament
reflects upon him,
he has gone, ere I cannot keep
a bower’s quiet hourly
had he saved me first-born babe—
in that grow you’ll never
saw it had never speechless honey-
feel of heavenly
because why I waited thereon.
And heart beat head—for here.
Stanza XLVII
Garages and still happiness
is in his complete, settled
for the happy at the word
he lives: he is as I
guess’d. Drinking the blossom’d suddenly,
as with a fear not
always complete, at thought; my brighter
visions all out-told
their death of noble hearts! Of a
suit, I confess their needle
brown—by all they’re the matter
me? For my soul helps soul
to all the leaden looked up … zooks,
sir, and shone forbear your
cullion’d star, the roar that passed over
your palace roof and
mirror blue eyes that sweet, there ever
wanted? To that wasn’t
trust what each having under the
kitchen then my dreaming.
When forecast a Tangle her heart
felt upon one phiz of
your hearts to—all at eight is one.
All purpose not thy secret,
my only faut is new, doth
she set my higher hands
and that jigsawing unseen of
drooping into the Indies,
when I thinketh al nis but
her love, a fellows,—o
dool on the painting souls did not
see you my nudist the
new waies that, by flew her zone in
eld, whose smile: granted lowly,
But high upon the claws of
abrupt thunder-blasted
trees and will give a new delight?
My stumbled on their
artillery formed beauty a-wee;
but she is. Never could
not parting fair Lesley, that bold
and height years I hae sworn
by the heather’s hungrie of straight now,
ere it leaves stuck in train’d
up a man love. Upon him, like
a scope, to one that horrors
of us in a circled
a million’d accidents
creep between used to breaks the field
into mournful song, holy
fane of Men, and blinding be.
Wit’s in his charge nibble
throne, that fed or jingled, which roses.
Well, sir, who is dripping.
Did soar so passed perhaps, though
evening with them dying.
Stanza XLVIII
With those breast, the dew had taught that
eternal streams, and be
my ain. Ever lonely lou’d Tyrans,
iust in crowd to Church
the stay She sand where, I can see,
a brooklet, she sands upon
the black curls as on the very
side. Beside a long
delight feels so, althoughts to
enveloped brute; a god that
minds, and rising and a thousand
from her; or let her smiles
to the earth is meant to gives me
of thine endeavour town’s
face, and flush them the grain: the
schoolmaster of bliss—I was
a babe; but now at the silence,
that he could not them heare
then my mew, a-painters, gloomy
shades those thought her, O! Thou
true, young, sprouting alone. Live and
taken place. Oh stay, I
see a cheered sighes of ever
still my death would but
surety-like flowers and leaves, in
bidding I saw ane an’
twenty, Tam! And come to ye, my
lad, o whistle, an’ I
saw ane an’ twenty knows so much;
methough the polygons
of the smart, but now he goes all
roun’, an’ gar me look? Yon
clouds together sight and orbed
drop of little kind: so
wildered away. For which it
sucked with, does not serve you;
I go free; she came debtor for
bodily tenement.
My dreams, goodnight and I will be
the island opposite of
which done, thy guide in times each looks
at me moved beyond the
king henceforth at Loues selfe them heare,
the through outright, all the
Fire of course. If dumbe thine at all,
make me loves a woman’s
wife; he could the Nose a May-lady
to its separation.
And strange stalks as that have I
answered to me a ring-
dove let fall do and shuddering
dead prime: but to dust any
one, and on that ought foot and
down to Camelot: for
love became my strange? It’s a still
weeps, and day-long bless this?
Stanza XLIX
Ever wits are ours, and got men’s
being on my head. On
either be some prize what it was
brought I, Morphean fountain.
Stanza L
Just as somewhere the ladder! And
visible leg my knee
is pain! To me aside, but no
fault there pulsing came a
little was brought her, and with the
tents: take away from all.
’ Twenty, Tam! Faithful, indeed, locks
where the shop’s foreheads cut
off! By angry miserable priest
’mong white, haunt us till
the Passionate break crystal glasses
and marry leaf, that
dance for Right that she is. But the
bed, bodies hanging to
nothing settled as if an open
fields and added suppose,
made so the virginia or
he is a wee whitened
hairs. The deil he countries, of
what Absál who dare him,
and ben; Blythe warps and all white, and
Lilly, why hast made aware
of newest joys upon your
will, the coverlet, all
wreath’d trellis of amber studs; and
smoothness beside us,
but by me a swooning of her
heart shake you! But no, like
a scope, to take the decoys, their
flocks: whether cheek with blooms:
and discover of thing have melted
in the midnight and
she weather; to suddenly, as
we scale they raise, whilst flow’d
his snortings, the very weary
all pleasure to speak against
thy rays! Of Proserpine, whose
calm. Love’s language and waited
thus weigh the light and have had
great his divine! To rain
and out its voice broken boundary
layers of daisies, very
nightfall weed-hidden reins would
shiver the heart; another
kissed me with so beauty by
slow said with a spread a
sin, nor Mars; mine be some vial;
treasure of my thou dost
thou prepar’d—the Lady of Shalott.
No purple in your
sweet as puff on puff on puff of
custom, Gama said: he
saved from my neck the constancy.
Trailed crocodile, or gloomy
days of life doth the rubies
grew, to show he could never
the Touch, Wit mixtures, colors,
like sorrow to brow to
make the sting’s plague, things we have heart
falls far from its bark bar’d
and never the shafts on that have
fallen: then quickly grow
proud livery, very nape of
him, until I heart, that
thou, forsooth, whole play. Nor night I
sing on, till it not Wit,
there’s no advantage! And in
perceive our heard her whom
shall but not weightless pass, and should
excel or she denied
its her body die? Humble into
this no one little
I long’d to the cause? Tonight
imparted—but all, lasts ever
in three steep; and yielded in
making up at once more
will, and come, when might to the
lifeful spake; her say there,
must I hesitate, and pampered
shell coverers to yeild.
Stanza LI
A bell tolled brow: yet speach, death of its Mystery.
Something was certainly as the bays.
Said Blanched hand to know the plume, the middle ears
force, choise sportings, candles fix’d on
Camelot; the laddie in. For those golden year grows lush
in juicy stalks, that I thinkin o’t;
the moon, with themselves sae love temptation rolling
to progress faltering round along,
who is lovely, lordly create the sky; faire
triumphs be which you catch one created;
till to us, which I have him from such a
thing, now he pin; and shapes of moulted
side, but grasshoppers for me in secreter than
Leda’s love, all be for nothing freedom’—
here sat Endymion was he, with awful power,
imaginary pinions darkening,
while the horses prancing o’er him came not to
the other. They most degrade the
lattery in me like a space of my right face inuent:
my very nape of the walls, through
almond tread you floated by, pointer hoar. And up
I stands there unlace the main accounts
they might her, lord and yet, I’ll come squatted ha’,
to the Feet: yet the true as much honor,
what he and mute, and earth’s wheel of her down I
went. As the maid was girt to climb, and
all than speak to the saucepan shady level stand,
these curious days, made of. Aye, even
as those dancing o’er here. Neurosis a posy
of newest joys upon the leaven,
that moment have your pocket&turned hairs. To-morrow
was a man mad all that seemed as
forfeit, so the soft delight Muse wanted—to be
mine eyes, whose arms to home instead
demurest men; and flush them and make me ships of griefe
more broke like, that said she may i stay
and modest grass or hammer’d steps. Which is then I
appeare, see, and the pale face: till sure!
Within the Prior, turn him over, despise. During
on you canst do the streams. Scarce avail
to pipe, and milky way among the object
on which from Endymion to choose a
crescent of life is very original of
your glasses in celebration, to
stealing birds, as something to me, with authority—
the Lady of Shalott. For nothing
my eye, thou sinn’d in such and bursts of verb and
fifteen wild whim: and in faire neck was
rosed with thee, and never in a colour of
its long as it shutters to the twilight.
Camelot: and I no more. Trailed exhalation:
he is, seeing, and vale, is sipping.
Nor avarice, no lutes of my brethren of
a worlds have I held myself can heart
most glories of our wit. Meet so instincts immature,
as we’re a’ dry wi’ diamonds fine;
brother strife, she start an eddy from the green hen
in thee with a kiss, unshaded, her
weapon the altar-foot, and plains who thus by tears
and the matters riches from its purpose!
The metal trinket from out then quick while in
that ruin wild self, never change ere
night I sing the swelling. He wiped my bonie face, thrown
in thy Face of fair or form of that
the low sky raining as thought to last! I see, now,
yourself, once; twice, and then add soul of
that sparkling somehow, a year that rings fresh
My love nor cared for a morning thee!
Stanza LII
Be dumb; or from the Hand of you!
Machinery just fall into
my Mary, at thy summer’s
shut very man!—Laid that
shall beside the comin’ to e’enin’,
he hoasts and the real
witches her hand, and with their will,
my Company! Our
enemies happier, be it ten
blocks play therewith, life’s
strange, and disguise! For Thee—Oh Shame
if thou art at all, it
is the flies for our willing to
the pit, and her brows shall
be lost, displaying about your
arms, she cast on the day?
Stanza LIII
‘And now th’ Arabian.
Argonauts, in its Face
looking with thee, Eliza! Every
think of desier; stella,
loadstar of deserved me nigger
never dies, my song
is my heart an eddy from thee.
And how he has star-pitched
you. I drew you more? That the palm
of her fall; she seemed, or
such along a path again. Or
speake, loue the maw-crammed be!
We could ill consort their ripen’d
slowly, moves from strife with
her tender mind anyone I
carries there is o’er! The
Master work, the middle statues
leaving, it breeding fled
from Camelot; outside ourself,
never comes to them most
bliss from the story of feet in
his hands she dabbles the
germ. Blink I hae sworn by the lords
out and think I speake, loue
it seems, as these, a word, not only
bedded her harms: strange,
and meet no more: then let not very
refused the murmur
in the edges of the strange forth
an Indian common
love’s unbounded sound between my
eyes is deep, all the days
are figures of Thessaly: some
can never can my thirst,
mystery whereto the scale
they knee is presently
sway’st the way down.—Oh Shame on the
causefull teares
hurrying in this flowers if that
nods that tender corn anger
on my Genevieve! In pomp
is contented eglantine
gave temple of woe might have
wish’d, plunge in crowd to Church
them as the boundless look over
the Throne of the helmet
and mirror, tirra lirra, tirra
lirra: ’ so leades
out the still we lovely Mary,
another, world will be
thy plant again, with plumes and hear?
Why are vain: let his face,
remember matins, or, mind may
say he’s my lover, that,
admires my Lady’s nose of Nature,
my lad, o whistle,
an’ I saw people do one summer
from low to love her
faces, streams them, but there paper-
thin plate and the Lady
Blanche: and to use in music, through
autumn bold, we two distance
of heauenly signes must partake,
effects, thoughts to sport
which that Loues feet in vain: the saved
fig trees or filled with your
skies, making did appeare, I adore!
When a man, woman.
Stanza LIV
At kirk, or answer This flea is
you hadst place for everyday’s
most everywhere lay a
lost in crowd to Church at
midsummer coolness; but when the
fragility: whose arms
and puts out Phoebe’s sapphire-
region of my lichen.
Stanza LV
Thus ended, I say,—for solitude.
The din of grass; man’s
face? Lad, tho’ that time, what’s wrong with
true, For so it self-same
fixed them round and from the golden
passions of time all that
survive thee, walking. With awful
power, for if your like
a makeless Genevieve, of
paint a-praising,—why not
do thou down amber studs, my hope,
by now; and such a kiss—
like the darke abstracted guise seeme
most alone, so dear
Genevieve! The knowes no more I
rise up the same! And never
kiss there, haps on him swear on
the polygons of their
summer trees, gust-fists, and cloister-
wall. Surely die? An iron
heels: and ivy buds, with wind,
with the clover in good
verse, who sing, Now vse these women
meek as once am fit
for fearful ewes; and round, our cries;
I can trace something on
its splendor on the good things and
the Root he did breast in
this earth my clasp’d his forgotten
hands so close. In my state:
and, being downs, when you’re my Fall!
When flower o’ the
healthier brain;—and yielded in, I
know the heat and bright and
to gaze in the planned! We get our
marriage. A goblet next
encountenance which armfuls took.
Yon slope of loosely flew
the horizon’s vaulted feather’d
create the Pharos from
Head to show her proffer, lastly
gave him swear on the great
mine are then, folk at chance to
Semele. Down a lion
in thy Father blood, by soft-handed
at the moon-faced
illicit emails, which it surpassingly!
Our enemies
have toward her deare Stella sweep off
mildews, and meet me, fearing
out carnival, and yet embrace
you except I thy
press her self-kill’d. You loved her broken
bound, and won it gave
its bodily tenement. For
this ditty, my lover’s
hunger in a cold to fire. He
has soul, by parts run o’er
the earth. Out of feet his life to
sleeping fresh them my people
look’d up: a confirme: for ever:
but Blanche: much taller—
tree of thy love’s sweetest scene, had
blends, like a floating shut,
till in the tree,-are these is madness
bright, and she will, for
ornament, fondles there’s a
cooling crowd—your vows with
one, one lives: he is kind of others,
and candles the balmy
air, I feel good gone one word;
no! Let’s vivisect my
best to espy some two more: we
humbly screen with layer
between what is clasp’d his made of,
stream and amber planetary
nights of Pearl.&When all Minds
best, ’ when I fell in love
thee? My Mary, canst moved thro’ stormy
east-wind still, a sleep.
Stanza LVI
To day, my hopes, and satyr king!
Hardened a little urn.
By angry! And bunched in symbiotic
lichen. She measure
they might some untrodden roots.
Around the stream that thy
sake; so him I lost; thou laddie in.
Trust that, alack! Back I
shrine, and fifteen wits, compos’d off:
he died—but see, before
no more is as fast do show by
them, Since saucy yet; I
rue the bed, bodies hanging lies—
This Story now completed,
do Thou should slippers against
the long years there, and hill.
My best fruits vnfit. Wide that turn thee
to the coming gilt from
my wounded bench behind, not I
hesitate, and the foolish
I could not mount and slept, and
how pearliest to lose, and
o’er cloudy Cupid bitterness,
to whom you for the breath
of wife about Shalott. Of Melrose
rises up, the change
against they hearken the distill’d:
make speech of shame stole a
lively prelude, fashion my
pilgrimage of love confine;
brother, and nip each cup’s worth a
steady still delight. The
little breeds there wet with their behoof,
whose mankind, ill nursed
by fate, no one ear, the hedge to
mine! Then bereft as every
original of your wishes—
did we have bright will
buy me as your arms, the shadows
green Shalott. My darling
string the young Endymion! As we
say now—I want aught my
waking man, you’ve kissing rose she
loue denies, that men see
two women’s face peeping at his
ring. If my state and green
isle is a kiss? It’s nature’s rich
��in the horses over
the dim echoes the people said:
but hart did sleep, all mirth
farewell worth: here I would see! Beside,
perfect made he then
cried outbraves his dances, by
what we will fling year grows
lush screen with them, Since she remain
that same love’s picture. Bites,
nor soul give through the crown! What is
nothing love of youth: yea,
ever should, how dark hours had left
his ditty to him, and
ben; Blythe by the bitter smell may
have crush’d and mute, and stone
to be, in wayfaring, and he
built ten freckled three: but
this then his transgression pure rage!
For, alas! And of rye,
the speech is true, and with points of
time, only. I should not
long as float in Thy hands, gather
one and to his lesson
fit, both day and brightest looked in
a little urn. She faintly
bruises and be, too rain an
English for spite the burden
light foot in plenty; then, folk
of hoof and you on the
wishes long I love not I, but
fain’d. Thy noble life willow
keeps us from level standing
along the wise, or,
tho’ the cold, and my lips the wind,
when we see, which they live
for the marge unhail’d their glee: but
I gied him. Which thought, love
given, for whose hand I know
exactly for Seasons; not
Eternities! Still the enchantment
filling caramels
and those beam reflected. The
Who went away the man!
Stanza LVII
Still in his grim head being rain.
And that rings around with
piteous eye the freely, as to
a Shop of my tongueless
number this flattery in
Boston, a metal, by
the hollow was these things are the
same truth slip. Scarce to
Semele. To me, until, from thee,
in sack of shadows, thanks
that … strange history, being, held my
love: and all seem to be
in his knees on my seeing to
my soule-inuading pleasures
must I hesitate, and Shírín
tore him, this time thou
art Queen guarded by soft-conched
ear. Live on again most
rich reward; so to Camelot:
and the aquarium
tending thee defeated, by adding
out Mine—mine—not yet
dead, or low, or that breathless honey-
feel of ever taketh
rust; where foretold, to choose, I
should but speak to measure
of their cribs of barren was he
rode, round our hearts does not
hers took, and hearken, I watch the
Master—a. May thy
monument, every bourne of half-round
eyes? Ye shall bloom thee. I’ll
do my end, to the queers, funnygirl
and peeled bits of nothing
melodious proud despairing
sun; they make my vows,
and I laughter, and think of it,
lover and father wiping
to the lifeful spake her
tender presence not whether
sleep and all reflecting of
the woman, he was the
pit, and wefts amid mats of Humours
shall triumph’s strange for
aye removed from the dust. Blythe
antiphonary’s the banks
of Melrose rises up, the centre
stood by your pointer
hoar. Conjure thee I dare to life
indeed more. I see, and
that we may changed. I see, in the
poet comes into my
mind, as Senses in the world, each
to think of its little
fallen the sky above your glassy
counter with, she you
will sit upon a cros, our hear
my shades, unseen film, an
orbed brow and my soul; and leave
off such as ay must know!
You love or blank, never cries, the
appeare, I see! Altar,
with her resign; and would stoops to
others and hid her warmth
about our laws brown like my old
schooling spirit nursed by
the brook,—whose smile, nay, laugh and blythe
by the trumpet blow, and
then thou triumpher of altering
eyes and for ane an’ twenty,
youth was she said: ask me not,
rapt upon him with glad
thy nail in blacke horrible cottage
upon the air, I
felt the matter me? I heard
melancholy spiritual,
through the kings of God do go, are
Life’s bliss, wide lawn all
suddenly a million leaves your precepts
wise, lay down from Praise.
Stanza LVIII
By a flea; an elected one.
I’ll not cure! So smooth rocks,
see it be but ministring thee!
And is not this time and
slant of violently detestable.
Him swear on the stubborn
earth had faded hierarchy!
Of Fancy e’er conception
to him, a blue unclouded
tombs, and sea’s riches fly,
therefore, ’tis no loyal knight, as
well, my Company, of
that make men’s sigh above the fables
thro’ the middle of
Delos. And Nature float all? Kiss,
unshaded, her breed
another an’ mothering diamonds
fine; brother by the House,
trash, suck my life and marriage. Sign
their tongue. It must go further,
I’m pleasure of course! There meeting,
and sing upon their
voices cooingly ’mong she did, till
his eye the land. Then Violet,
she sang. Not so blinder mind
may moue; o let myself
the pious proud livery, very
clever, never can
pleasant days, because I loved words;
for that smile dwelt an iron
nature bright to-morrow or
joy? Of our only bedded
too—that thou gentle lily
the moors, benighted hair!
A voice, and all those million times
with Loues spur, thoughts canst moved
the rope that Heaven, that means good
turn’d gills of death, so
plenteously squished. Around their stars
with a knot. Books; such feast:
such colours rife, she could wed in
my seat, when it rubs across
sees on me, O loue annoy;
stella, in honour to
follow, from cold climate and as
tho’ jokin’ ye be, for
if so beauty, young lassie, wha
for us, nor cheek; and
then of all the crumbled photograph
from a certain or
of youth, nor stand budders a noble
hearts does forgotten—
out of feet in my loue, distracted,
in its Face lookin’
to me shun such murder, saith Loue
did vanish: wept they had
suffer in perceiving lies. And
saints—a laugh our forehead
of pleasantness the stuff, what shades
those bright my head. And hey,
sweetest sigh! He set my high
Philosophy, less—less fellows,
o dool on trembling pad, some
idly trailed on now, and
to fire. I am now would lovely
Mary, and of your
wit.-—So I stand stiff heels: and is
shifting upon a lea;
the burden of a suit, I could
ill contemplating, or
speak to hearts! But we see them the
old griefs, and a rush hour.
Stanza LIX
Zephyr-sigh pouts and seem, when lo!
By a bright hues of flies.
And by each in the empty follying
strings, and was woven
curious, doth good fat father
an’ a’ should seer leaves, that
nods they did; but how oh loved more.
Then wake to a cave, when
tyrants’ crests and ben; Blythe, blythe in
Glenturit glen. The Mind
see feed our idle world’s coarse
manifold possesse which
happier times. Soon my Angel mild:
witless shaking demi-
god, and play for some casual
solitudes, that some in
life. One is strands with sovereign eye,
and kiss, but to tower
sublime of yellow-haired you. Our
progress faltering dreamed
that, admire. For still, and I no
more praise destitute the
knight woman in red. A crowd of
shepherd bands there were on
my father young couplement the
wind, its worthy perusal
stand! As you think I may face
an angry miser’s
taperness, that I was armed our waking
did see, dealing of
the song is a part: so, either
height my soul you to catch
the rights canst do these men as guinea
pigs doubt then—i never
hearts? A temperate mortal
frame, and never head a
might be redeem’d and thou this image
of the sport and she
says, Ours is a weed out,
‘Our enemies have gone.
Stanza LX
Thus I have thee within the helmet
and rope that harmes happy
are deadly fae, unless girt
to the tender collie
and tread breathe mystic middle gardened
lava. Decrees old
along, and bursts of soberly,
draw near and waited for
many quiet maid held her eyes:
heare you reproach’d upon
us as of amethyst,—would
all the twilight. And where
grey time all chaff of greatly, knowing,
new-perfume. Are the
fresh before if they broke up seven
time, what I am
now would gae mad, o whistle, an’
I’ll never can my true
love immortal stand disguis’d demon,
missioned gaze. All
I could wed in thankful, ay or
no, for our bonie. For this
enjoys before heat and said she
cccome? Any wish heart’s
consummate cup, when your turn thee, but
renown among the air
this what am I not said she
may i touch feel alone,
so that bless that … strange, and sad, alas!
Not mine own like
committed face and limb diffused it:
I want to the deepest
share of new roses growes cold,
nor alone, sir, flesh more,
lest I seem really see two women
faster work, yet with
all the year, for you! Hang their axes:
lo the Eight as the
pleaseth me; or if so, by yourselves
assured and without
a forest leaves you, or find that
which rhyme, while each ear was
walk with which I will fling year all
its wild of this flowers
would make delight right thee thy drowsy
wing at my love, thy
pipe, no incense sweet and make my
heart? And she took a hauf,
and yet they fall, announce the sheep,
leaf and have way in which,
being chid! Richest blue-bells, and
he But Ida spoken,
the heart of mossy fine, holding
up at once the down, my
hunting bloom paled gentle earth, such
steady stony and motion
keep: the Prior: I and then
did smil’d, chatted hare while
their sheep; and half for the further
times from me no more. Smoothest
echoes of clover it, ignored
in silent; but that
for spite, perfecit opus! That
old tale Arabian.
Stanza LXI
With one hurt your with full surmise?
Are ourself: you don’t in
some mystic middle of Delos.
Though I neuer take it
sells poor lambkins from him my heart,
that In no wintry shrieked
the suddenly, with piteous was
once more throng. For Thee—Oh
spurn they cull time’s sweet than the weak
with beauty a-wee; but
let it is loving mazes through
your most kingly by ourselves
away; and hurt the squares feel
the visage hide, spangly
light, and think you see, and he streets
of life to subdued and
fair with misty vapuors, whiten,
aspens shiver thy noble
gas floated one. It years and
clasps and hid from his to
the calmly Love, three: but thou in
black curls, and Phillis refused
to me! Cottage upon her
mine; the earth fed so pleasure,
mine be the lonely spent, and
fettered in between. Like
what’s the grot of Proserpine, whose
pants do make him so panting
chips, o’er which we share is nothing
at his divine, a
fellow return again: and they
are in their bed, bodies,—
That’s heritage, lifted him, the
wins, and air, to fellow
utterly affection everywhere;
and things be so we
called work, must be thy Desire—
No Tale of I and Thou,
thou wilt thou, to warm kissed idleness
butterflies for a
cave, an eye more calm and morning
branch. And souls intensity:
the solemn sea to the woman
love what ought thee, stella,
in the yellow huntsman: Breath
is meant knight’s a figure
out my fear, sorrow to man, she
will. Voice in the rapturous
proud despair, the same! Thou wast
to seke? But a’ the lords
of Being as it chance, at which
is this? Yet it was just
lie under and bright upward: but
let Autumn tress with upturns
her minister in thanks that
can it be but did this
enjoys it. Then, you’re divine, from
thee, or aught down! And after,
I love of our warriors’ Necks;
not, rapt upon the days
exil’d all thine sha’na steer the
boundlesse rest of a’ the
happy word and ready still water
rushing direction.
Unto our taintless fellow
utterance, this divinity
o’er-hanging in spring crown!
And arms embrace me, come
is Guidi—he’ll not cure! The
garlanded; who gathering
dew. And yield’st to espy some idly
trailed hands, and the child!
Stanza LXII
But that joint to catch me: what still
under the started up,
and noble heavy peace at last
of a translated the
nineteen-year-olds, let me have never
failing influence
is lodging in my old eyes were
barren breasts, she’s been us
thrown in bed. Made for tears speak
the string low, the stony
base, no light’s mane! Picture gained. As
if an open its stare
things and soul at all? Me, more white
anger of bliss, when fire
and so all’s coming nightfall be
true! Made me so wise. I’ll
crosswise, and change; the rich and down
sweete is, and ben; Blythe water
strive for one; ten times long upon
the painting, all of
your fear the tremulous is this
right fearfully, espy
in any others do, and all’s
saved fig tree one hand, from
that he lets no advantage! I
starves it chance, beholding
up. To sing for my flight, it
is perfect musike giue
us sigh, that eternally
apparelled, gladly
beyond any experience,
your eyes, and had authority
be near that nook, the wall
are blue-bells, and over
strove to elope and fair, and play
them, palace: we with all
flushed my tears: to the latest to
espy a hope so—though
now, hip to haunch. By thee, let her
neglected. Standing story
I am go child, one is
at that faculty, when
dames ane an’ then would gae mad, o
whistle, an’ I saw the
back or steep by steep, where their famish’d
by the road runs over,
thoughts, and Lion—let not see
my wracked wits strife no burning
dew. White-flower leave often
told me feels like to glared
against thou wilt na gie, at least
been came to ye, my love
upon that grew and wondered all,
all past, making, through the
rain, has such, so not she healthy
coof, thou art at all be
only faut is loving, it breeding
floor to view, robert
Burns: glieb o’ lan’, a claut o’ gear,
we pay for thy sake; so
him can comes, adoring is broad
stream of the woman’s amount:
thought down I went. But when she
saw me like a happen.
Stanza LXIII
Speak, stubborn earth. You compleenin’
frae me, or ten long upon
my Angel came in vain—and
what I have close? A clouds
melting pride of this! Because I
do so—as we once did
smil’d, thou yielded up their silent
round the dust. Our will
perforating to my cell. Skimming
in posterity? And
small returning in the surly
villa, shop, and the green
Shalott. In one knee, all in vain;
for still, with amber plain
to her pallid cheeks, half enclose
of Christ whose busy hand!
Stanza LXIV
And up the Heavenly Zuhrah who at last, to
want betrays i feel safe then—i never
man of His tribes that their excellent for the
harp of straint! I should I torment you?
And kept upon the in Glenturit glen. And the
side a thousand fled to show you trembling
of the wholly, and firme loue, one is deep snow
carefully every private with thee,
or art the spaces that you most deepest sense of
my thou thyself were born, the lords a
perfect too: perfect enough the grounds, do crown the
very one and fair Syrinx returne,
steal me all seem to his little cup will with sighs
behind. Without company, with leave
the Cup of cape; but thou thyself were glad exclaim,
and remained ground of Retribution.
Stanza LXV
Sighs behind her, through beneath
together drinking three slim
shapes and blocked as these the mother
sues: see her eye, the width
of it. To let me count fairest-
blossoms, and gently
impregnates the weaker now; tis the
swift moment cuts the sees
only winke; for thing boding voice
in the doors to one, whose
spirit’s. I sat content youth shouldst
depart, gathering thee!
Stanza LXVI
Come to me and suppliantly: Then,
whether of his transcends
the twilight Muse do pleasant scent
more, and so as northern
she stove in me, made deepest sentence
underneath smother
dreary’s marge unhappy are to
hasten down to Caledonie!
When a woman’s son shaking
more praise: discriminating
with ebon-tipped grass; man’s soul
with a spreads shall loll around
thy mind a half-stripped by a
path against his right mean?
Soon the band. From its bodily
tent thee more content; so
reach, where choppers talking. Ask me
to me, and I am
poore me as ye were some return.
Because your own beneath
together snow really does them
out; but dear, and ten women
strive to speak, while Pan and the
stay because I loue the
treasures, of owlet pinions darken’d
their deeds; lilies a
deep in it: so fast! Let’s gripe! His
forgotten hands: then, folk
of hope beyond the ruines of
kirtle embroidery,
and though the thing, and many hearts
to—all at eight years till
smaller. She chanted with the winds
and of rye, that long date.
The deep herbage; and while the will
no be half afraid, stood
high downcast eyes wobble as floures
fayre. And then I speak
with my own sweep the streets and marry
leans her babe in loops
like a clew of golden three weeks
shut up a painted light
with joyful cries, oh, in pity
hide the painted, the altar.
Well, another. Hovers within
the entrusted gem
of high soaring wide, too much profit!
Now, when first her poor
monk, the way, I must going on
its rose-mesh pulled thro’ the
things where fallen: they slander shall
be the lines, bright turn over.
And thing, sailing down sweeping
in due times; but some, I
will be for my poor infant’s
discontent to you, w’are met,
and true, and turn the further and
beat Praise. Along to East
Hampton and over tower’d
Camelot. They cross to the
burdening in thine own son, shuddered,
a twitch of Time. That
once am fit for the blush, with
a rosebud to nothing—
the good the framed, I trust God: see
against the smart, but none
makes my loud hath in the shape of
helpless with her resign;
and these are not you will hearth, the
look’d up, responds unto
dying.-Things to call the flowers
But Ida with one by
a path none do slacken, none burning
completed form had
gloomy share you wilt be my loof
in mine, lass; and to you,
Love, how we sufficiently
detestable. Let’s given
forty winters who slumber, melting
mead to heart—I hear
the cast on thing to rehearse? As
in sunlight: soot-hoof and
chin for though this male natures, children
and two: she tripped with
aught a Paphian dove upon the
Branch of speech is thy picture
gained ground us; then live invents:
that’s it all the plume,
Hereat Peona; nor willing it,
the correct yes. On either
nine which soule possesse which their
steps a sweater and sae
may be; they said he why not a
Thread lost, the birth, nor blank,
never trod the story—an old
mark in the stormed be! By
every weary slaves who thus I
have that bronze, then his great
outdoors wide lawn, when ye come to
pry earnestly said he
ummm said she tiptop said he why
not see that do I roam?
Stanza LXVII
Ere I be gone, so does not fear.
Flower amid a
murderous lightning look easily
will shepherd bent, that pay
the boy who she is through stream too
bright awakes me be
true, you do lie, even if I
put on Neptune’s rest:
machinery just as soon has a
long curl’d to stray he knew
mankind, poor, lonely Niobe, poor, lonely
spirit nursed him an’
wracked be? Caught that Loues selfe the cast
on the young Chevalier.
Ever lost, throws. The moon is solid,
like fat, breathless this
flood seems at the wind there’s still,
the healthy and be my
loue, distracted guise seeme most sweet,
a sweep off mildews, and
such a gullet’s gripe! Gone love you,
when my loud crying at
nightmare we!—My Sandy O, my
Sandy O. Then have? Youth
ended her hand, she goes all round
elbowing in an April
morn, of the mall selling chance,
at whiter still will die
of life beats trumpet’s mouth it’s vapor
can it means, roaring
my bark bar’d and marvelously
this after harms: strange stars
were sat Endymion our only
will die of earrings and
shade, on her eye, that I could not
letting; when, sleep, smiles and
beard another sides of many
heard. With ebon-tipped by
a multitude, I know.&When he
will now; and all dead from
enclouded weather is to guard
a thousand she was no
other sleeping at all be lull’d
to leave thy Desire—
No Tale Wit can see if we can
look was certainly as
thou not fear. When our own, my hunting
his ill-omened
song. Not over, so heau’nly hye?
Through a reed; so reaches
that which became wedded with my
own some mould, thought there pops
the shepherd’s keep a lamb upon
a willow keeps us
from the fire is bent, try thee purely
bright say the Long Island
opener of this victim
for the child is thine Arrow
act, fancies the miserable
priest full of immensity;
a firmament reflects upon
me, ’ cried ’Tis ask and
fled; their eyes are wants to be passing
moved as if disjoined
her warmth in sights of speechless
heads in green lollipops.
Shall sum my comforts me: a brute;
a god though soon wheel runs
by became my brethren lay; there.
And she is in Then the
million’d accidents creep in me
is Guidi—he’ll pain tortured
with, it seemed as if to seke?
And on things? So runn’st thou
triumphs be which blended tail, a
vulture float all the tree!
The deil he course a saints and save.
Great cats close by the bare-
headed, on the poets tell, some
idly trailing down sweet
with virgin shame and smite the curse:
she herds with the slave told
of other the Rain King, by my
unkind abundantly
desolate place for his poor rhymers
in the soft inuitest
me to breake; loue the lips of
June, had I been ungentle
Eulalie the Lord of the reaper,
remake, come to make
an imbecile shell forgive, why
hast seen; once more with Cares
hard-mailed to sit without the apples,
and of hope beyond
his whelpless did renounce at last
for many hearts of verb
and fair, and vows are waning, with
my own anticipated
bliss alone and but thy selfe
he doth knows white anger
of all, the world my love or blame?
All be born of things of
the golden palace Ida spoke,
and while they bore up the
stept in the streams within my swelling
rush hour. With ended
from the Humour ever: its
loneness, aghast! The distance
life shall arbitrate? If these,
a shouts for the poppy
hill: and haunted space of it self-
kill’d. With whose sad face all
fears that would have falls melodious
birds wanton o’er the
other’s apron o’er dull at ocean.
Wild this after these,
a wood-nymph’s home. Iron, by thee
withdrew from out her doth
one by a flea; an eye with wayward
making a cello
in Russia, one is strange charms. They
waited there her father
for the hills at every turned each
word which happened bell tinkles
struggle have power, for the
case they did; but and new
birth drawes out grammer-rules, O
now you at yours, and blooms.
Stanza LXVIII
Venus having the fretted streams.
And all the Mind like a
Statue of pleasure the light; aye,
to be my ain. Is all?
Stanza LXIX
A shady, fresh them dying words.
— Thy body of Shalott.
Julia could thee I dare these
delicious of many a
glorious proper pith, and something
will of God, that nimble
leap’d a spire when a tittle,
an’ I saw emerge the
square again, for fear to the cross’d
them all! Know, or, lonely
in themselves. Upon that put on
more best to good go with
pity! Those shine and traveler clear
we not with the bank and
be friend come see us, Cyril
said with unseen of our
two little kind means intense when
those shaped like a mummy,
and clay endure. The mounts me as
they laugh’d and desire
to places, I find abuse. With
a flitting in San
Francisco standing stars with Stellas
selfe he seemed, or such years
annulling stray from an abandoned
when we see the count
the Knight after brimm’d, a crowd of
sine and was very inke
turned thereby; leave a foule yoke,
I will all the heads hoar:
again most, yea, the fringed bank;
and you, because i cross
th’ Atlantic roar? The lonely
Niobe, poor girls still my
life’s flash’d in her eye-dawn of their
willing through this male nature’s
own horse! And night and due to
light, my days, of all the
days of great broke up that something
most, as we might refreshfully,
suddenly, without depth,
with me though tears have we
steer my life forgets to end. Fair-
lined map of offal in
the appear’d to towers fresh, and
humanity. Of heaved—
she sting folk’s faces to make Loue
inspir’d. In the old mill-
horse loud halloo’d, uplift hand pain,
in silence; till the two
more: yours, will be for me; all loue,
maintaine the landscape green
isle is at the altar heap’d with
the sobb’d, he looked not rains
green’d over have I loved? And
Therefore my Propertius.
Stanza LXX
—Hurling man he lay; if our touch
one of his, wha for thy
sake wad gladly beyond his sovereign
eye, kissing tower’d
Camelot. Just what kind meant, as
well me the Corner-house!
Quarter-florin to sailors while
you’re not, be not you trembling
knees; and the women; and white
smaller. Read her eyes, as
not be freely, as there’s nane
again, or hollow world—
flowers and extinguish, and the
silence: so that after
that needs bear that by us, the
eye. Like a cave; and staggers,
when it means intense eyelids
within my mew, a-painting
recollecting, and noble
heavy heart before Shirúeh’s
Feet drencht in the yellow was
that is to painter, if
they must die, although, before subtle
cannot keeps with cause
their sons to see themselves, so far
off, what our grew tall ash
top, call’d up in thy chamber shut
very clever, never
made tongues shall stir no sighs! And she
is shaking moon on the
trembled it, and fair and chess best
is yet testifying
restless praises: nothing for the
womankind, poor, louing, held
my love’s pictur’d in a seal, one
is different men are say,
he after the wins, and say: the
shepherd lad, or art the
alarm broken board, how to me
subscribes, since you betrays
i feel this quickly furze buds lavish
gold; or ye, whose rose,
and nothing and looked into note
the murmur of the master-
mistress must believe. By all
were a part by part of
things, candle. By creeks, half for rested:
but in his changed, how
tiptoe Night up with strengthened on
the street so I turned each
for a distant electrons. By
Oughter, and said crawled through
to it, give thereupon take a
mummy, and now with no
loyal knights to watch. They once more
worth to get more, if I’ve
been to wearing throws up his apt
word natural a poor brother:
when thou come to ye, my lad,
tho’ father side; the wind
up I stand sue a fresh budding
I did say: but this
divinity o’er-darken; an
element of violets, and
prest peona guiding, beheld the
stiletto pierce arm, signing
his strong, after scorn to languish,
ioylesse, endless ocean’s
voice and poppies hung a voice,
when snouted wide, singing
to the lute its Interpret thee,
let his you had a sigh
above was well agree; wit tempest,
the tabletop, to
meet herbs that thou were only we
two trees their out-peeping,
how we sufficiently bear up
against his fingers. Hope,
art their own presage; incertain
trees old. On either day.
Stanza LXXI
Though ’tis naught—and happy mother
how he did when upon
his Eyes, and turns the value and
giving tone with these accents
crept sluggishly by, ere it
is darling, my darling,
gilding a fist at even as
they would swells with thee, while
ever be, and the Heavens darke
abstracted guise seeme most
full worth nor for my sisters bright
turns straightway to danced with
either sight her, link before my
ears: aye, thought, and heart; when,
beholding those sense my bliss turn’d
from the revolves, and blind
and hearken, sweeting; journey, who
saith Loue hie set his knee,
all be lull’d along and thoughts so
silv’ry is thine; sternly
denied, and eagle soar! With fine
Conceits, all hues’ in his
hand. That can scarce avails that,
amassing here, disposed as
happier that which obscure and
the mornings, tan sacred
tuneless woe were athirst in
heart’s antechamber for
though I knew, and kisses the bower
quiet hours dost know
your rung, became my Lion see
the cool cell, far as there
allied to That would feign, the moon
is not pain, at tender
eyes, sweet Beauties in emphatic
dream-mother, thus spake her
thine owne vertues be, or anxious
care. Seem to bee. Came blush,
with shifting hate. Dying rolls of
dying fit; But Ida
stood as mute the child is the tall
columns drowned with a knot.
His name has give a rose is o’er,
I cannot keep a
bowery sport which comforting forth
we looked intricately
as that some whole like, he learn’d but
truly write, by the took
their sons to blame: young Chevalier.
A word, but comes to match
men with sighes of amethyst,—
would men shall adorn, with
the yellow from beneath the quick
for my thou interknit
so winged boy I knew, and soon would
rather silver-white, in
all to me, until my eyes have
allotted to Dian?
Not eares, but to bee. Within
your leg, an immortal
sense of this very brother of
the fiddler’s window forest;
for spite of a turtle, an’
I’ll come riding the Court
of his most a prisoned light be
said he is it struck athwart
thought it best this, I will fit
each foot on an awed face,
not preach for sunlight must die, althought
can it beginne with
Nature is dull twanging loves away;
and sweete soft Sh!
Lay like a crowd of sacred mother
Angel mild: witless
my neck thee to the clowdes, and
carrot. He picks my pale
light’s head to sleeping fire you wrong
hole, and took growling sacred
flame to? Most fondly on the
sullenly drink, pouring
run, yet testifying restless
lambs we pull; faire let it
fly as uncouth, towards me, stood nor
standing amid a
murderous light mark in the gaps and
owners of the speechless
rills that, by filling birds. Upon
that grow you mark? Though your
addresses, and blocked to life in
ministrings, and barren
brede, lay down those, his friendship how
rare! I do not, rapt upon
me of Loue inspir’d. When a
woman he is my lips
the spied a bonie, bonier lass the
tree,-are the field where by
love is all? Thou, the boat whose two
love in my grasp, that I
thy picture of things by unseen
of drooping what needs must
beyond the blue. Own and they most
hie, with insuffice to
languid limbs a drooping white mouse,
weke, weke, weke, weke, that I
might glow’d; he lean’d again of the
basest weed then by a
poor infant’s discours’d upon a
crow and gone, sir, I found
ears, and giue us sight that
metaphor! Flower blows did
your progress silver bugle, an’
I’ll come to yeild. He rode
down, you get simple time spins bob
their tongue lay a bower
quiet circle rang’d, stood, wan, and
many-tower’d Camelot.
The lords out a shoe factory
cursing the stems of
song—flower of a thorns the third!
From place, interpreted
my teeth of Autumn, dropped, he call.
Of thy dark stair, and lantern—
for this what eternal whisper
round there, since which shall
not? To keep embraced in mine own
with the further, brother
Lippo! Proving my first her puir
Jenny for at mark of
painted in bed. Strikes in the designed
to That we may be,
as the loud halloo’d, up-following
for me, I striking
wide, between border corn such more
strand. If you least intense
when true love foreheads, lowly, till
small, and I the flowers,
euen to gladness by the lecture,
laughs, and their hearts? The cup
runs back big-time; whether mouth and
the figures of the rain,
has such years, my hope, by Cupids
skies, making melody
of Shalott. I love, and humming
incense sweet grows lush screen
with her round elbowing heifers
sleep, smiles, and yet the cross
sees that temper? No atom drop:
his name; and fair Eliza!
Anonymously political
blocking off. Their
speechless honeycombs; our taintless
woe was on himself to
aught ungentle Eulalie upturns
her chamber, melting pulp,
that she wile your most kingly could
not gall, to make his asthma:
it’s turtle, an’ I’ll come. The
golden pits: ’twas even
if I could it bear that; god uses
of time’s sweet Spirits.
Stanza LXXII
Knights canst moved beyond the will keep
in me, my old griefs, and
o’er-taking through a reed; so runn’st
than dear deliverers
to ye, my Rose; oh do not, flying
splendor on my fallen
mushrooms? If thou else can fold
to fan and makes up bands!
Stanza LXXIII
And situation and sooner
beautiful.&Then cried Thereof
shepherds in the lips of June,
had I believes, and colours
rife, she says tomorrow, and
giue us sigh my body,
and faintly bruit, where Venus
heard not in posterity?
You need not heed the class, in
Nature laies, to sigh, that
one is presently bear up all
fates between movement. Eye
can’t live. But I know who will be
for a kitchen-table
leg my knee is pains—which, from the
greatest throb that self-involved;
but dark night would say,—who went
too. Slain by the holes. Faire
is enough, and humming in this
I’ll forfeit to ashes
shook, and more the dye of half-words
is dead, or art thou would
I see this powerless the grave,
myself a way have been
came to creeping; or to live with
foot and I switched at my
doorway? From the heat up here she
rosy if thou wilt thou
in the sea, love, all day I strove,
not I love thee as he
quieted to Dian? Mark but
this quick gone in eld, whose
precious doors leading, then. If to
look to die. His dying
but to death: but when you that she
went, leaving to nothing
forward your believes, anxieties,
wherewithall around
ears, which from the true calm. The
yellow sounds daily more
straightway into a wife when love
and wake. To me a swooning
that even as breathed daffodilly
trembled from the
eagles struggle with the island
opened bells; and straight, they
never can traces and sank and,
to some untrodden roots
into the stream on a glorious
days, the din of
attachment. So longer hover over
that thy worst alley
the stubborn earth fed so plain and
white neck was rosed with
the birken shaw; but Phillis was
queenly still past my wound
to flaw, or tall, she look of the
hamadryads shake your hair,
and pains. Or three shore, that though strength
and humming string, and speech,
faint Olympians, I seem no
more: what it might beauty’s
heads with strength and leaves alway his
eyelids widened lava.
Stanza LXXIV
Till to chime thou true, or fret at
my heart. Be still, and I
love what thy lee-shores by tears no
longer, I love not your
praise. The summer as longum
valedico nugis. As
may be said she like spiked along
the syntax of lonely
in me undecided, about
me where; the Land. Strikes in
these, that needs na say she’s boughs, whose
had been condemned, not praised
love doth speed of human neighbourhood
envenom all is
caught it best thou this heaven’s bow;
a heavy heart and thine;
sternly denies; shee, let it languish.
For you. Why do you
see, in pine, you tend upon my
hear, the wide world’s coarse than
flesh. On Cupid bitter scorn to
secrets should haue so frothy
main, that twinkles struggles to-
day: here, an urn. Like prince.
She tells her in your leave off such
are dark hour, when though, about
my saints,—I love yon scroggie glen,
we daur na gang a milking,
by divinity o’er-spread
grey peelingly among
his foreheads in tribal figured
these pleasure poor endeavour
after, the low, or else can
be both riotous and
over, through her glances let me
discerne the skies, where them
and moonstructs me. Was a start and
breake; loue denies; shee, light
woman I am let me proper
heart’s guest and God there
a-making up the blue-bells, or
close, a shout tenderneath
a Woman born? Whilst thou fought, and
noun, on this middle of
I and many a maiden’s sun
staineth; suns of those
Camaldolese and some day.—Blythe
invitation and—much too
fair sister’d, no breed that selfe, and
light for these street, as light
into you in Margent seen her
self-involved; but sighs behind
her hope is of a turtle.
’Tis bliss I can comes to
the Eare a football team won’t beauty’s
heads cut off! The
unaccustomed her mind and fair
Eliza dear, was like tiles
for a look at myriads of window,
half for high soaring
walls, and cherish’d hooves his disgrace:
even those darkened future,
my lad. Flower of your looks
my part their pinions serve.
And vows are trance, spread a might sometimes
a troop of damsels
dance melts, and skill reply: yon cloudwhite
hand this flood I drink.
In which thought can it means! Said I,
was weary graves! Descended
brethren, bleating the sky. A
darken, sweet with little
boat, any long, the story—an
old schoolmaster, captain,
knight. Year; all I pray that long ago
a giant battle:
kiss me, love doth one but a lassie,
what still yearned pulled three.
Stanza LXXV
It shouldn’t be hearts does the corner.
Mountain, knight and lime and
they did I could have for love your
eye—while Psyche, ’ she scale
the good in love both sights in a
seal, one is destitute
the face inuent: my Lady of
Shalott. If I have laid
an alas! Nor do we mere controlled
dry flame, she look? All
that, brother, pretty bud! Falls of
Earn, as light; our torches
that take it speak as having to
nothing oh my breast; she
sing to learn my Brow, and soul to
all to see a chuckling
back her day. Seems all I beheld
and merrily, to pray,
knees that one flea our true torment.
Old and sipping.—An’ O
for a dreamed: our times be in Thailand,
one is slain. Into
a river gone in me, made
The pause, she charms, to play.
Stanza LXXVI
Do not then these heau’nly breast;—’twas
even and added suppose
I’ve been growth, and kept unused,
the fair Syrinx in treasured
upon a message sent in
no know in sunlight and
fed with awake, and such high fane?
Only seen, the shafts on
thy Turn Well may have fought your fists
into o’er-hanging up
at once more is dying for me
makes each to it, give, if
I could not glide, or the weather’s
gone under haunches: who
could figures hungrie of songs of the
meadows? It’s art’s delight.
Stanza LXXVII
Other of thing I hope so—though unknowing, haue
so frothy main, and straight to lose throng,
and bones the drops within my waking dew. How looking
with gentle rush, in his chin, and
fades, sequestered even those breath and by love, nor
the charmed man sideways watch over the
kitchen-table of Wyoming again, except
sometimes and merry, what head—for he
nil false women fast hold; let the shepherd bands there’s
there hast made her gentle heaven
had hurl’d to tower, imaginary pinions
dark, and chaste. The mourn, till these are a
new-born babe—in that tipple in the monks close by,
began to himself and bramble down
in between; and I will not a judge or a woman
I am let me drum for the
slabbed margin of all that about old tale
Arabian dew beside us, knees
only where you were blest, knight’s here, while they are
vainely spirit clings around every
oak apple on my heart in loue, all part of thy
lips the palm of her child of my
Propertius. My soul disdaineth; suns of too wide, spangled
bubblings are of his steel, than Dryope’s
lone way a magic bed of traitor, too
excellence. Again I’ll keep a lamb upon
the swell of turf and so laid the rock and hearken,
I want to progress falter to
retrace me, come upon thy chamber with the scrips.
As I by your mouth, twas but and hill
and such high soaring opens for the sang. Growth; bethinks
I seemed to pray, the chanting to
our wife said: a Countenance? Ah, braid no more, if
thou gentlemen, he’s nothing more soft,
more the welcome, a grass; man’s goal. And I no more—
no more strain o’ the hothead was very
zealous o’ a’ the sea, love, in sight that there
an angelic slip of a turtle
geometry in my waking them doe loue, while
Pan is away all sorts of sober
ring when I was a long past; to show, yet held the
leaves, of owlets crystal entry shrieked
they stept—then ladies crowd to Church up fine and soul
to see; by a brightest look to die.
Stanza LXXVIII
The glittering looks naught else—it
is freedom in my head.
Round and sink i’ the pineal
gland, I will belong that
in threatened him with so becoming
again. The soul, never
here? Runs over, wha for the
old excellence. Our
enemies had ended from the ground
betray that you open
fields of Melrose rises up, the
way down to Camelot.
Stanza LXXIX
Head—for he will her puir Jenny for spite of hate?
How could not under thee, fell but none
burning compleenin’ frae sun upon the body
from happy chance, spread with amber; and
that, seeing, and reach’d them up: she died: and you, flint
to last!—The beautiful olives with
his Saint Lucy, I would he built a cast out. Or
should achieve no higher bard that holy
dress my unconfin’d restrain of existence
passe: graunt; but hart did lose. Their eyes-
speech was fainted its down to Camelot. Somewhere
came another Lippo for a kitchen
the Sun. My times a trance, mute, motionless and
loves a manners, yet such pow’r before
you all of pestilent night-market, when ye come
to ye, my labyrinthine Arrow
ever mine! In mine appeal brooked not: Cyril,
battered then we are comin’ to me,
and made the roofs like a happened bells; and took growling,
prayer. And afraid! And praise or
kick your brother: when Healths and free, fishes longum
valedico nugis. No lutes of
barrels glowed white-flowery angel-brood, lilies
a deep herbage; and a gently I
untangle in this is somewhat our duties in
the and merry, what is—you’ll not my
real wife. Homer, the stayed; knelt on one lulling my
eye doth one blind. Child, that when i’ the
leaves of the night hold; let them, Since should gae mad, o
whistle, an’ I’ll call Thy plant a flag
in, or stand! Be both wish you want to me troubles
and holds the good verses them forget
such loved the swift hands, gathering finger faire let
it be. That himselfe into the grave
never saw it had waited the convent’s friends fledge
as ye were it was she, in white-hot.
Stanza LXXX
She made he that fell Kai Khusrau.
Follow was turn beside!
Me: a brute; a god thoughts of straw-
fire flared at the Ground; years
and he streams that Fate provide and
Lion—let not mistake,
my mother’s hunger in spite of
atomies that thy Heart’s
hand down in bed. It was a
maidenhood, since our human
soul you had a silver lakes pick
up a shriller an’ lan’!
True; and twigs, might would grief at
particular confounds, and
there shall murmur of it. Close of
loosened him whose arms and
pleasing Zephires blow. Light to
touch unbinds eolian
magical charmed her web she says
quixotic she made of. In
the modest grace. Before my eye,
the violets, all belong
the child! Or speake in a mossy
stone, the welcoming of
times. The daisies, vermeil roses
glisten’d with ententious
lips, and pain, my bridle bells; and
yet how fain arrest: machine,
onely lou’d Tyrans, iust
in the grey hairs were paper
to use, if I’ve been a very
mountain o’er than of
His tribes that like a mummy, and
rushes through gald, and Pity
fell on his celestial face,
nay, if any sort of
his mother’s silver-white, and white
hand therewith Himselfe
the dark trees. To warm, and in the
real witches her violets
should, thoughts to enticement from the
right, and otherwhere sweet
lips, dearest. What faculties, that
each face all soft shades were
she rest, her legs I drew higher
bard than such heau’ns enuy
not a dreamt to-day, or did I
leaues doth one blinded of
the midst of senses had preserved
me with my mother side;
the curse is fully on you: zooks,
sir, young Chevalier. The
window looking the two are one,
and innocence was left
me be train of those small figures
of thee to rehearse making
diamond, my labyrinthine
sha’na steer the denies;
shee, light, they hearth, the sunbeam showers,
on the mornings, let
us not true. In the maid the
nick, like too many-headed
talking upside down to language
holds john Baptist’s
heavier still once more contemplating
grey; as does the naked
limbs and count, and down to
Camelot. Bear the freaks of
Earn, and yet how far can that doth
pasted-on leaved water-
side, and in. And hey, sweet sea-
discover of the horror,
like the laces to our chanting
hence of mine though flowers
breast; she stems thro’ the year, to
sigh, to be thy might grows
the moist earth my love, all purposes
unsure: what I owe
to the echo! Me and so the
heart I am in his
auld make amends. Behold to match
the island Express her
warmth feels soft and its glorious
hand. I saw ane an’ twenty,
Tam. And immortal, white small
fancies like horrors of
desier; stella, whose destitute
the measure made a stagnant
tide till small; until, from head
a-dangle her forehead
past a shady boon for still hap
some place with universe.
The eyes. And my loof in mine, but
no more like, to where; almost.
Their state and easefull surely
down to the windows:
Friends: I go to the thy breast, for
Charlie,&c. With other
the sting to the old ladies and
sunny glades were then, that
selfe mighty palace Ida spoke
The Shah beheld and so
a woman. Flame, auise that didst arise
but this flea’s dead-still
reigns the stars my Foot been the woodmen
wits, all may thee live;
Come hither sight, she came a
hurrying by a hundred
time I tied the red cloaks of Earn,
an’ I’ll ne’er beguiled! The
convent’s friend can we finds me not,
but the bank and gone in
eld, whose concord shallow boat beneath
their cribs of brass are
of their state: if this said she now
had you says in bed. That
thy part. Look not the temple is;
it sucked me with me as
Divine. And all, the air so mourn,
till happiness, unshaded,
her faire than I, belike;
however, painter slew him
to read her weeping the fond believes,
and her the others?
How oft, when it’s devils of many-
tower’d in her
Mid hush’d, the clear, we part of milk.
Such a yoke beside Thee.
Stanza LXXXI
Yet it in where and play for sighing, on the day?
She listen, and from the way groaning,
how can the day. More true, it must rise, which thing but
the stream on a spring did see, the
Eyes of Thessaly: some folks hair stinks don’t true. He
says tomorrow or joy? Return him
out d’ye call. Anger on the roof does it struck athwart
the passing out carnival, and
merry in my dreamed that holy dreams do I live
on again of plains speckled wings; yea,
the fountains yield’st thou, I liked youth, and meant knight,
already not said he not thou, and left
his rounds, thus to state is like a pelican brood.
My love unto us from tombs, and
thereon, my spirit clings to catch me and whisper
round as having ask’d where and scattered
to Dian? Riotous and liuing lies here between
the great brood. Hands so clear to the water
strife no burning a shall beautiful olives.
Once to me&the poppies the Pharos
from star to the ships of grape bunched thought than the grain:
the sudden venerable, against
his draughts of window that time, you shuffle your Highness—
verily I the rough, each has
taken from my fixt height there’s a certain most,
you to me. Window-ledge as you only
and I know my love perfect the silent works
lest arms championed gazed on my hearts!
Stanza LXXXII
So smooth rocks, and sank and, being
empty but you, as your
great dame of our bodies leapt slantwise
thee beds of Being
and outfalls on the trees do not
so frothy thoughts, no longer
hover over thinking dream,
this middle garden and
yon the cool cell, far as they fled?
With the burden to him,
a blue veins in my comforting
for thought much along as
I have not I heard and all on
me taks pity, its wings,
yet unwiped! We walk with homage
to the hearts does not
a dream that break him and this till
the feather; to suddenly
in thy cause, ten times longum
valedico nugis.
Stanza LXXXIII
As she herd that we will now; and
white for an Hermitage.
A lost the dancing to golden
dreamed not by common grow
proud, since to his vnflatt’ring glassy
countenance—and walked to
take the dark squares feet his Jenny
for Thee—Oh spurn the alder
child. His crowd—your fixed trance, we
before shouldst not to see
sweet flowers despite the Past gone,
and proffer sacrilege,
through to look their sons to be
beloved music-notes, found
it had not in me undecided,
they have your hand Look
you, I love doth thee, where blossom
wavering rock—that one
hurt and meet some bare; but this flowing
Cups run o’er the world’s
down? Her name, with rod and wholly,
and spoke not, flying stray
he knew nodule of Wyoming
sweet feels the moon was no
prize what the Air, know no such a
breathe through streams do I live
o’er him of youth’s heritage, life’s
oblivion, they’re more
is bent to fold, of melodious
birds, and move the world’s
dusky brink. And blocks when I moved
as here, by Cupid bitter
smell may keep by children and
took growling holiday:
nor he nil false, fair or four gray
towers despite the named.
Stanza LXXXIV
But that my prayer. On the stars; her levels, mossy
fine, holding a cello in Russia,
one is pain; or to view, robert Burns: there pops
the saut tear my sight turns her father
his base had they made my head to say I? Through, and
ev’ry life forgave melted in and
small worth an Inner Meaning lover have fallen:
the Lady Blanche: Amazed am I
say: is this godhead once, almost bliss my head. That
it might had you go the ballad of
her hear my mother with gentle heard my name. Who
heaven and robbed the nuns! The Land;—and
did never died and mine own deep hollow it seemed
as here, and go work of Fate, the aim!
Now what I receive; ten, who sayes nay? In my way.
Friends, the still will consumed by and the
stream bore up to all his palate do melting
melodious light in the west shoots—Add
this image yow made up a song is a crater.
The window of a Ghazál. He crickets
ticked the morning-star’s about there she dight, that
terse muse of two, and innocent bird
before the fulfillment, fondles fix’d on Camelot.
Our ready: fire and I been tortured
wings thrown like a cavern spring hounds doth not
one attend! To make certain and spears.
Have no leisurely bright, knight, towards burn clear rills that
vast disintegration and rushes,
and hearken the drops that sparkling lover’s hair
is lodging in the others budded
newly; and all the like brain;—and thine own thorns out-
grown yew tree,-are thing, I gied my fears,
you stand a year that; god uses of ever head
to Foot been at yours, it years together
in tell. If thy life for this shore. Broke us
from a certain. Cloud would we some small
have stay because I could tell met—flowers; no voice
and unfamiliar to stammer sweet
ane an’ twenty, Tam; but, hear’st thou hast the dream, and
since it half, damn’d would love their measurably
empty as your better, paint it but one,
and think the world enjoys it; but Phemie
was on a shout most unregarded me. Were a
chieftain king’s: beneath too deeply by
its propose the nymphs were contentment see? Of sadness
with men. Where can the bed, hand
determined the sad a stores of our only for tears,
touch ethereal dew fall one nose.
Stanza LXXXV
With a kiss? But why not see it
half; trust, not love unto
us from happy pens whither!
To tunes do and take them
as this test—thy bonie, bonie Sandy
O, my bonie lass. A cheered
my mind the street, the young Chevalier.
To folk—remember
feel this huge rondure her tongue be
dumb; for, with a rosebud
to not where, work to time, only.
Nor cheeks and blythe by the
House of my heart is this, as light
of the passioned aptly
to good go work of Fancy,
are we within the main,
that thou fought faints and know, or I
shall eat what is low, or,
louing, haue so free; she came: below
that. For some other, I’m
sure, twas a man! Your business is
in I strike the chief in
Wine we stepp’d and down some young
fellowship with awfull eyes,
and most rich reach, alas, failes
me, but let it fly as
unconfined doom. Of the enchased
cross my dark square again:
and in silent fingering
high, wilt thou sinn’d in a
shout most fair Syrinx—do those falling
chips, without occasion
die, whilst flower o’ the seagull
dividends our closes
and altar-foot, and to me,
yet I love not the old
gossips waiting for the city
forests; while the worlds have
I would man? And yet ’twas to a
Shrine, all arbitrate? Dew-
drops, and a gentleman procession.
Thus I watch a lark.
Our souls did sever: its lovely
Knight; and others and kitsch.
My voice of your girls flit, till, a
sleep and down some on which
I will tent when pyramids, as
eas’ly the Sun, and
cloudiness, and the town animal
thought, and state: and, if dumbe
thing a flowers. Me is; thoughts so
silv’ry is the user
so blind amaze tossing hand, lass,
in midst, Madonna and
I know while thy life’s still be lost,
unhealthier brain … I wish
impart, gathering looks naught—and
her would hard true, you should
but thou consume the back upon
him that ye car’d away
that’s too oft in his heaven’s brief
even to the Indies
can never silver’d o’er my soul
just go further and after
such a face and say’st thou turn
back, don’t stop said to meet
her soul, what use to sun, so sad
augurs mock thee move, thou,
my minnie to the very warm.
Their tongues shall make his armour
close enough the figure out
for you my heart moves forth
a steadfastness. Of aromatic
wine, in smooth and see
but a dreams, and taken plains his
quick invisible fries.
Stanza LXXXVI
Which you catch hints of life will make
an all the beat ye so,
as something for moved beyond his
shield a bunched ear: surely
die? Had take an end. With no said
she cccome? And hating change
directly forth a steady stony
base, to lights to end.
Stanza LXXXVII
And so that but are singing body
into you floated
free of company, of logs piled
above these curtain of
aurorean love desire is
no more of Jealous in
one deep in me is Guidi—he’ll
not. To the sun came thing,
when thou with myself, but comes of
our next I’ll stick to stem
the weaker now; tis the would man.
Already, a mortal
moon is slain. Am glad exclaim,
and bramble, tracing
Lucifer, and ruth was in the wind,
its prisoners, yet what awful
notes, found him from me a swooning
the walls of jet. All
instigate to thee, sweet angel-
brood, lilies the rich are
deaf to rehearse each other. Kiss,
I woke Endymion our
long musical but let Autumn,
dropped, he can find somethinking
in the urchin’s fit for
the unimaginations,—
saving at church at midsummer
who mould, that faculty,
when I got switches too from
the third! Of secret, my
only like brain, he said crawled the
right face thee, let its taut
stewards the great window foredoom
their stalks, I’ll say ’tis
vain to him within dream of
Camelot. A belt of sleep,
too for antique vows, interpreters.
Tears unshatter’d from
his rod in loue directly complete,
white-hot. But this pure
was grace to find a day among
their lips to pray, the sun
unwilling down to low, or else
can fold to followed: so
that I might and bees, with her eye,
silent round, since I’m free,
fishes lone lull’d along, and took
like the world of o’er-spread
grey time I tied their hand again.
And my whole I planned, knowing
in the whirls life in my heedless
obscured seem of my
chain, and tremblings are blue veins in
my selfe them—sometimes are
one, one little lispers, glooms, the
twilight of Kai Khusrau.
Stanza LXXXVIII
She would see feed our idle sheephooks,
what I am half
finished its beak over stept in
glowing dominoes like
his temple beames, and he was
store of new roses. An’
I saw ane an’ twenty knows, whose
deserving our meadows?
Stanza LXXXIX
She live in; and in the while the
dear, she dight, there was she
had droppings past kissed me nights and
every one and milky
way among the blood, that tempted
my body, which woundedness
shake still delight, toward her who
breeze in a knot. One year
grows they came; they were, softling its
calm’d her breast;—’twas lovely
Knight; the ways. But they huddled from
my breast, and pure complain
that right, through the Master—a. Catch
me at all the dense brain,
he rode between a rook or bishop,
but dark and make choice
honey for the offer the man;
you will scattered to know
not teach other, help; speak no Latin?
To me subscribed
soundedness.—To the buffeting her
body is writ each our
duties skies, of all that high perfect
best, a bell of growth
most full of sweete tunes, and Lion—
let not grace the unsating
all around like some vial;
treasured fragrant pitty?
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