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elliottswaterlilies · 7 months ago
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erm... what the sigma?!?!
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rose-tinted-kalopsia · 26 days ago
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≡;-꒰ 𝐊𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐍 ꒱₊˚ ପ⊹ I 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒕 (𝒊'𝒍𝒍 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈)
╰┈➤ ❝ PRELUDE | kieran x mc!afab!reader
tags : poetry, general intro, angst, mention of scars (general). ~200 wc.
an : happy sylus myth announcement day here's the prelude as promised 🤲🤲 and listen listen this is short but. hear me out. HEAR ME OUT... premise.
SERIES MASTERLIST / KO-FI / COMMISSIONS
this series contains sexual content, and is only for those 18+. if you are a minor, please do not interact. I BLOCK MINORS AND BLOGS WITHOUT ANY AGE INDICATOR.
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As it was said in days of old...
Where rumors would grow of treasures untold, and where darkness would meet the light; in spindles of vine and flowers of gold, lay a voice that would call to the night. For there by the hedge reaching far to the stars...
Comes a tale of the fool—
And his demise.
“O, darling heart of flame, Prithee, wouldst thou guidest me? With boldness of youth shouldst I acclaim, Dost thou hearest me?”
And sunlight beckoned, all warm and new, A dance beneath the skies—
But the fool did not know.
Of feathers, and wax— He’d fall down below. So far, so harsh.
His scars would only grow.
For to touch the sun was heaven blessed; A radiance of perfect demise O guiding beauty, O damsel of light, Calamity in perfect disguise.
Dear tragic child of morning’s embrace, Dared soar too close to love’s fair grace...
Lo, the tale of Icarus and his sun.
It was not meant to be.
It was not meant to be.
Don't get too close.
You'll burn.
(Or, so it says. But to me, you’re already a sin I can’t refuse; sweeter than evil. So, to you who shines the brightest...
I'll give you everything.)
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so i had to study forms of poetry for this lmfao,
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hand-picked-star · 4 months ago
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The 13th Anniversary Arshi Fiesta
Moodboard : Historical AU
Whispers of the Heart | Chapter 25 ( final)
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DISCLAIMER: The story is set in the early 20th century. While I have made efforts to capture the essence of the era, there may be inaccuracies as this is a work of fantasy. I do not own the characters Arnav and Khushi, and this story is purely fictional with no relation to any real individuals, living or dead. Any resemblance to actual persons or events is purely coincidental.
WARNING: 18+, MATURE CONTENT.
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Final Chapter
Three years later.
It was the eve of Diwali, the festival of lights. The Rajput haveli was a vision of grandeur and festivity this evening. The entire estate was adorned with intricate decorations. Strings of twinkling fairy lights draped over every window and doorway and vibrant rangoli patterns were meticulously crafted at the entrance. Rows of gleaming diyas, their soft flickering flames casting a warm, golden glow, lined the pathways and courtyards, creating a serene and enchanting ambience. The air was filled with the scent of freshly made sweets and the sounds of laughter and celebration, as the household came alive with the spirit of joy and togetherness.
Arnav and Khushi had been celebrating their Dewalis with the Rajput family instead of their own Haveli, which they had finally managed to build according to their own taste. It was especially Khushi's touch that could be seen in every corner of the new Raizada state. Though they had a beautiful house of their own, they very much enjoyed spending their Dewalis with the Rajputs. Because, all of their near and dear ones were here and with Mahindar and Manorama's advancing age, they wanted to celebrate the festivals surrounded by all of their children.
"Oh shit."
Arnav hurriedly entered the room and locked the door behind him. Khushi was in the midst of getting ready. was adjusting a delicate gold necklace around her neck. She had styled her dark hair elegantly in loose waves that had gone perfectly with the stunning deep red sari, she had worn. Her eyes sparkled with a hint of concern as she looked up from her reflection.
"What happened?"
"The string of my trousers just snapped. Did you bring a spare?" Arnav replied, noticing how gorgeous she looked.
"Let me see."
As Khushi proceeded to see Arnav's broken trouser string, a mischievous smile appeared on his lips.
"Aren't you a bit too eager to see my treasures, Mrs. Raizada?"
Rolling her eyes at his antics, she said, "Take it off."
"As you wish."
Arnav grabbed her waist, gently placing her on the desk in her room. The old desk was not that big, leaving her back pressed against the wall. He moved to stand between her legs, gently pushing them apart.
"What are you doing?" she whispered yelled as his hands slid up her thighs. He wrapped one of his hands around her waist, pulling her a little closer, while he put the other hand against the wall, above her head.
"Nothing, just testing how sturdy the desk is," he said leaning closer to her. A playful smirk curled on the corners of his lips.
"Arnav, everyone is waiting for us downstairs."
"A few more minutes won't hurt them," he said, capturing her lips in a teasing kiss while his hands gathered her saree around her waist. He touched her in between her legs, finding her already eager for him.
"Ap aise nahi kar sakte," she whispered, biting her lips.
"Kyun nahi kar sakta? Biwi ho tum meri, my legally wedded wife." A soft whimper escaped her lips, as he pushed his fingers in between her nether lips. "And look at you," he murmured, "....already so ready for me. The idea of us on this desk excites you, huh?"
Khushi swatted his shoulder lightly and smiled, her eyes full of mirth. "Shut up."
"Make me."
In the past few years, so much had changed. What hadn't was the undeniable pull between them. Despite the upheavals in many aspects of their lives, there they were, still wrapped up in their own little world.
He looked devastatingly handsome, as always-nothing special in that. But the navy blue kurta he wore today made his eyes stand out even more, and they were now focused on Khushi, brimming with mirth.
Khushi clutched his collars and pulled him close as she fused their lips together, successfully wiping off the teasing grin on his face. Meanwhile, Arnav got rid of his trousers and entered her in a swift motion. Both of them moaned softly, their pleasure barely contained. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders, fingers digging into the fabric of his shirt as she pulled him closer. Her back arched slightly while she adjusted to him. His lips travelled down her neck alternately sucking and kissing her soft supple skin. Her head fell back, eyes fluttered shut.
"Don't leave marks. It would be very awkward in front of the relatives." The desk beneath her creaked softly as he began to move.
"Shhh... I won't... at least not where everyone can see." He whispered, lightly sucking behind her ear.
Their rhythm grew frantic. They tried desperately to muffle their moans, as he pounded repeatedly into her. He then realized they were making lots of noises.
"Shit, your bangles.''
"Huh..?" When Arnav saw his wife completely blissed out and lost in the sensation. He just shrugged his shoulder and went back to his previous activities. Soon, their moans mingled in each other's necks as they finished together.
Both were breathing heavily. Khushi cradled her face against his shoulder, her fingers gently playing with his hair. While Arnav tried to catch his breath by resting his head on her neck. A sudden knock on the door startled them. Instead of pushing him away, Khushi clutched his neck even tighter, holding him close. Akash Bhai's voice came through the door.
"Khushi?"
Regaining her composure, Khushi answered in a shaky voice, "Haan, Bhai?" Her body froze in place.
"Where's Arnav? Hasn't he come yet? Bareilly wale Fufaji usko kabse dhoond rahe hain."
"Hume nahi pata, Bhai. Humne unko nahi dekha."
Khushi noticed her husband's shoulders shaking lightly. She cast a glare at his shoulders as if willing them to stop.
"Theek hain, main dekhta hoon. Tum jaldi tayaar hoke niche aao."
As Akash Bhai's footsteps faded, Arnav couldn't hold back his laughter any longer. He looked back at his wife, his amusement contagious. Khushi tried to give him a stern look but ended up laughing along with him, playfully swatting his chest. Arnav gazed at her affectionately before capturing her lips with his.
As much as he loved to kiss her whimpering lips, he loved kissing her smiling ones even more.
After freshening up, Arnav headed downstairs. As soon as he reached the bottom, two little bodies collided with him, and he effortlessly scooped them up into his arms. Three-year-old Akansha, a spitting image of Anjali as a child, brought back memories of his sister's younger days, while five-year-old Ajit, a perfect blend of Akash and Payal. They grinned up at him. Arnav settled into a nearby lounge chair, both children comfortably perched on his lap.
Little Akansha said in her baby voice, "Mamaji, thank you for the gift. Ma said me to thank you." She placed a tiny kiss on his cheek.
Not to be outdone, little Ajit mimicked her. "Ha, Mamaji, thank you."
Akansha quickly turned to him, frowning. "Arre, buddhu, wo sirf mere Mamaji hain. Tumhare nehi."
"He isn't your Mamaji either," Khushi chided little Akansha lovingly. "Remember what I told you? When you go to our house, you'll call him Mamaji. But when we come here, you have to call him Fufaji."
Arnav scrunched his nose in response, "Don't confuse the children, Khushi." Then, turning back to them, he added, "Why don't both of you just call me Uncle, okay?"
Both of them nodded and sprinted off to play in the courtyard.
Meanwhile, two pairs of brown eyes eagerly awaited their turn on his lap. As soon as it was vacant, they climbed onto each of his thighs. A sweet, confused voice asked, "Daddy, do we need to call you that too?"
"Oh, no, I've worked too hard for you to ever call me that."
"Well, your daddy was very close to being called 'Uncle' by my children once upon a time," Khushi said, lightly touching the little girl's nose.
Arnav cast her a mock glare and mouthed soundlessly, "How dare you?" In response, Khushi just laughed.
While little Ayushi snuggled against her father's neck, little Kush played with his toy, absorbed in his own world. Roma Chachi had remarked aptly that Khushi had indeed given birth to their own reflections, as the three-year-old twins were perfect mirrors of their parents.
While little Ayushi was a bit clingy and voiced her need for attention, little Kush was more reserved. Arnav saw himself in Kush more and more as the days went by. Though Kush didn't seek attention outwardly, inside he was just as eager for snuggles and cuddles as his sister. Even if he pretended otherwise, he desired the same affection. So, Arnav made sure to give both children equal attention. And in some cases, he made an extra effort to give affection to Kush while he was still open to it. Because, As Kush grew up, Arnav knew his little boy might not appreciate his father hugging him as much as his daughter might. It's just a man-code.
Arnav pulled little Ayushi closer, planting a kiss on her head, while he affectionately rubbed his son's back. Khushi watched them with a soft smile, her heart swelling with warmth and tenderness. It had been three years since their birth, and Khushi had been pestering Arnav for another child, but he kept refusing. Their birth had traumatized him enough. Arnav till date clearly remembered and almost felt the panic that he had gone through that night.
He had arranged for the best midwife in the area and had called a trained nurse from the missionary hospital for the delivery. The doctor had come as well and assured him that everything was alright and that the birth would proceed naturally. And there he was, pacing in front of the room where Khushi had been for two hours-two hours of listening to her whimpering and screaming in pain. Arnav was just minutes away from asking Hariprakash to fetch the doctor again when a deafening cry of a newborn pierced the air.
A joyous shout of Roma Chachi came from inside, "It's a boy!"
A few moments later, Roma Chachi emerged from the room with a little crying bundle and approached Arnav. But at the same time, another scream from Khushi nearly stopped his heartbeat. Roma Chachi tried to pass the baby to Arnav, but he grabbed her upper arms and asked urgently, "What's happening inside? How's Khushi?"
A hushed whisper circulated among the women in the room who had come to assist with the birth, noting Mr. Raizada's reluctance to take the baby in his arms. Roma Chachi looked around, guessing how the situation must appear, and spoke to Arnav in a hushed voice.
"Take your son, Arnav. Khushi will be alright."
Chastised by his mother-in-law, Arnav looked at the baby, who had stopped crying and was now gazing at him with wide eyes. He took the baby in his arms and sat on a sofa in the corridor. The baby's little body squirmed in the palm of his hand. Father and son stared at each other for quite some time. An overwhelming sense of protectiveness washed over him, though he couldn't exactly name the other emotions coursing through him. He just kissed the baby boy's forehead lightly and spoke softly as if the baby would clearly understand his words, "I'm not mad at you. I'm just scared."
A little while later, Anjali took the baby from Arnav while Khushi's screams continued to echo from the room, driving him to the brink of madness. He asked Hariprakash to fetch the doctor and also asked Anjali to go inside and see what was happening. Suddenly, the screaming stopped, and Arnav's heart pounded at the sudden silence. Roma Chachi emerged with another bundle, her face radiant with a brilliant smile. "There was another baby-a girl. It's a little Khushi."
Arnav placed his hand on the baby's head and asked, "How's she?"
"She will be okay, Arnav," Roma Chachi reassured him and transferred the baby to Arnav. He felt her snuggle into him as he placed a soft kiss on her crown. Since then, Little Ayushi never missed a chance to snuggle into her father's arm.
When everybody went home and the babies were settled with Anjali and Payal in the next room. Roma Chachi decided to sleep in the room, attached to where Khushi was. She was sleeping soundly after giving birth. The doctor said she had lost a lot of blood. Although the bleeding had stopped, she had become very weak. She looked pale, alarmingly pale actually and her breathing was shallow. Fear gripped Arnav's heart despite everybody's reassurance.
He spent the night holding her hand and sitting on the floor near her head, counting her breaths. He didn't know when he fell asleep, his head resting near their joined hands. But he woke up to Khushi's gentle fingers lightly gliding through his hair. When he opened his eyes, she urged him to lie down beside her on the bed. He obliged, and she didn't waste any time snuggling into his chest, her arm draped across his belly.
"Will you be angry with me for the rest of your life if I leave this world before you?"
Arnav's heart dropped at her question. "Don't ask me questions like that."
"Answer me, please."
He pressed his lips to her forehead. "I can never be angry at you."
"Good, I don't want you to be angry at me at all."
"Then don't even think of leaving."
Khushi tilted her head to look at him and smiled tiredly. Arnav placed a soft kiss on her dry lips. "I felt like I would never see you again, or our babies..... I was so scared."
Arnav gulped down the lump in his throat and didn't say anything in response, only pulled her closer to his body.
She had been quiet for a while, and Arnav thought she had fallen asleep when she spoke again."We have two babies now," she said almost disbelievingly.
"Yes, we do. We didn't even know how to raise one."
"Shhh, we'll manage," she said dreamily. "One baby is for you, one baby is for me. Did you hold them?"
"Yes, I did."
"I haven't yet. I guess I had fainted at the end," she said sadly.
"Why don't you get some sleep and gather some energy, Mommy?" he said lovingly. "If they're to be like you, we'll have a lot on our hands."
"What are you saying? I was a very quiet kid."
"Sure, you were," he whispered against her forehead.
"You were no better, mister. I know all the stories from your childhood, so you can't deny it. At least I didn't get stuck in a patila."
Laughing, Arnav gathered her in his arms even tighter, and both of them fell asleep like that.
"Bhaiya, Bhabi, come quickly! Roma Aunty is calling you," Amelia's voice called out across the courtyard to the little bubble of the family of four, who were just chatting.
Over the years, Amelia blossomed into the remarkable young lady she was destined to be. As the cloud of melancholy gradually lifted, it revealed her true essence—a kind, compassionate, and fun-loving individual, fiercely protective of those she loved.
"Let's go Mrs.Raizada."
He extended his hand toward his wife.
Khushi looked up at his extended hand, recalling a time when he had reached out in much the same way to guide a little girl out of the darkness.
Khushi scooped up Kush in her arms as Arnav held Ayushi. Hand in hand with their children nestled in their arms, they joined the rest of the family. The warmth of the burning diyas cast a golden glow over them.
In the end, as they embraced the spirit of the festival, they realized they found their perfect piece of forever in each other's arms, in each other's eyes, knowing that this was where they were always meant to be.
----------THE END----------
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bookns · 3 months ago
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The Manuscript is that song for me off TTPD. Tortured poets came out April 19th and that day was already so important to me. It was the day my school was hosting Poetry Day (which I KNOW what a coincidence). The whole poetry day was a three day conclusion of a writing workshop. I attended the workshop as one of the fourteen students that were chosen. The first day of the workshop was held by a professor. Professor Kimiko Hahn, known for her poems and her vision of motherhood. She taught us how to express ourselves with themes... of elegance and disgust. I choose the theme of girlhood but truth be told, I choose my girlhood. The one that left as I turned 18. The poem was named ode to girlhood. Each line is a description from my life.
"It's frightening to think if i had not lived my teenage years the way i did, would i still be me?
Would i still made of Books and journals filled with the prose of my purity that has lead me to beg on my very knees.
For forgiveness or for permission. 
I shall never tell 
Only Pandora’s box could hold the truth to my convictions.  
Throughout my high school experience, I always had a journal on me. I went through 12 within 6 years of high school. It kept me grounded and allowed me to breathe. Something you will notice is that I mention many greek myths, and of course if you know this blog, you will know I am a Percy Jackson girl. Raised by Annabeth Chase herself, this was my love letter to such a series.
I am eighteen - 
I have traveled to worlds that are formed with words born out of minds that crack into the deepest of skulls.
After the war of my ways, i have learned that life is a manner that only artists can paint 
Crucial to the success of the greater good I made my choice of my future.
Will I regret it?
Will I ever make peace for whom I've become due to it?
None of us will know.
I am now eighteen, and my love for writing is the only thing keeping me ashore. I travel more than most people, always one foot out to see the world and yet I had stayed home for my college experience.
Being 13 was a treasure and a threat to my very well being
Every intake of his rosy red lips pooled through my lungs engulfing in a sickness only love can cause 
He was Polymepus on pursuit and I, the golden fleece tied to him as always 
“Tu meri dil haga”
You had my heart, 
“Tu meri dil torda”
And you broke it too 
This was about a boy that I had nicknamed my 'would've could've should've' boy. I liked him at thirteen yet I now know it was more than like. I had loved it for many years, always at the back of my heart, this boy. It's madness remembering how little I remember of thirteen. He was Indian much like myself and the language that I translate is one he and I share.
14, in hindsight was a wound to to my soul 
A Treacherous path that undoes all of your doing 
The thread that my Nani wrapped me when i was afraid whirled through her lifeless eyes 
It was my broken heart against the world, at least that is what it felt like when the ongoing pile of patients that preach prayers on my doorway 
A life lesson within ink 
I was 14 when COVID hit. The isolation that came with it was unlike anything other. No one will be able to comprehend the chemical change that happened to me that year. Memories of being a kid, sharing a bed with my grandmother (Nani), changed as I grew out of my childhood bedroom. The boy that I swore I loved, and in the deepest part of my heart, still do broke me.
fifteen was torture in a pleasureable way - a gun shot that set off no alarms 
It could have broken me - the growth of my bedside pills or the shrinking of my stomach 
But it was worth it when my pose in the portrait was picture perfect with my shiny eyes and crooked teeth 
Even Aphrodite would’ve fallen from grace when the reflection she saw in the mirror was my face 
I look back at my fifteen year old self and my heart burns for her. I felt as if I had to look like the girls in the screens. I remember it being an act. An act of beauty.
Dear Reader, sixteen was perpetual loneliness
Midnight brushed away my forlorn tears 
Helen of Troy, they loathe me too
Only Sisyphus understands me now- can catch me now 
Hollow as each step of the Eiffel tower that i had stepped out alone 
 The wolves that hunted me withering me with weight - either dust or diamond.
At sixteen, Taylor's Midnights album came out and it turned me into the woman I am today. My best friend had left me at this age, and it felt like the whole world hated me because of it. I had traveled to France by myself - I had always wanted to go - but during this trip, I remember feeling so lonely. It was a tragedy in the making but seventeen changed that.
seventeen brought forth anew 
Glittering in only the shine of my eyeshadow in the summer sun
Saltwater and sunshine were my afterglow 
That pressure had made me a diamond 
And diamonds are forever 
Seventeen gifted me with something I would never change back. Myself. I learned how to be alone, how to celebrate the little moments (the eyeshadow is a reference to my first time wearing eyeshadow the day of my Era's Tour), and how to be a teenage girl flirting with a boy midst some of the most stressful exams a high schooler has to take.
In hindsight an Ode to teenage years can not be possible without the idea that in every universe, the presence of vulnerability is a form only which a teenage girl - can posses"
"The professor said to write what you know. Looking backwards might be the only way to move forward." Kimiko Hahn had advised us to think about who we are, and how it reflects our writing. Then the actors that were hitting their marks...each friend that I had lost during high school were watching stand on the podium and tell my story. But the story isn't mine anymore.
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bleeding--scales · 6 months ago
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continued from HERE. @bloodyarn
"It's no mistake," Meri bends at the hip, looming over the seamstress with stormy intent dancing behind her eyes. "that's what I am."
Her eyes chart a looooong path down the smaller one's figure, an intentional bow of her head, making no effort to mask the lechery on display as she polishes her teeth with a swipe of her tongue.
"You know what they say about us pirates, little lady." She is no closer than she was just a minute ago, but her voice lowers to Babette's level, a deep timbre that coiled the air like a serpent. "We love to plunder booty," A sideways grin and a creak of her jaw. "and it seems you're packin' quite the treasure."
Her stare very purposefully leaps to untoward places.
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antisolararc · 4 months ago
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sharing this little thing i wrote for an ask game on insta bc i actually put some effort into the writing--
Mery and Odd unconventional but perhaps similar (?) ideas of love. which is part of why they work well together, even though everyone else thinks it's kinda weird.
Audrist, ever forthright, would only ever want to be loved for what he is, even if he imagines himself a reviling specimen. He doesn't want to be showered in petty praise or be treated like a fragile thing. He wants to be respected, to be an equal, to protect and be protected in equal parts. He wants to earn his love by forging it from the flame because that is the only love that feels strong enough to support him. Love served on a silver platter isn't appetizing at all. Love me enough to give me a real challenge, to gnash our teeth together for fun, safe in the knowledge that my blood is yours and your blood is mine.
Meridian, likewise, cannot stand the idea of being loved for a false image. Ironic, given their... "career path," but those two things aren't exactly unrelated. They are always afraid that they cannot truly be loved for what they are, always hiding in fear of shame and rejection. So they wish that someone would care enough to look closer, that someone would even acknowledge there might be something worthwhile hiding in that shoddy, paper mâché prophet. To be seen, and for that sight to be cherished no matter how unsightly, is love. Love me enough to search for me, to see my ever-changing shape, and treasure it for its substance regardless.
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kaerinio · 6 months ago
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ALSO??? aerea's disappearance??? look, i'm probably insane, but balerion was already old by the time she claimed him. he was around 170?? and like, okay, dragons are magical creatures, yes. they are highly intelligent. they are very much attached to being willful and maintaining their own free will. however, within this universe, they are still living creatures, and we see balerion's age showing by this point (based off of what the dragonkeepers tell alyssa less than 25 years later?? when she expressed interest in wanting to claim balerion). sooo, i think a couple things could have happened here:
1) balerion very well could have confused aerea for daenys. dragons aren't without confusion/mistake! quentyn notes that viserion became erratic when he smelled meris and saw her blonde hair, and he perhaps thought that his mother had come for him. something very similar could have happened when aerea approached balerion. and, when she told him that she wanted to go home, perhaps he was remembering some of daenys' lamentations (which, if he ever seemed prepared to return to valyria, she would have known to stop him . . . whereas aerea, a child, new to dragonriding and to balerion and unsure of valyria's direction, no doubt, wouldn't have known). but . . . perhaps he was simply trying to obey this longstanding wish of daenys': to return home.
but there's also . . . 👀
2) where balerion, seeing the direction the house was taking, attempted to take the house back to its roots. aerea was heir to two targaryen kings and a would-be targaryen king. and, within these courts, she was treated as heir and cherished. interestingly, after maegor's death, rhaena allowed for the throne to be passed to jaehaerys, claiming that he was more fit, as her daughter was young and timid. anyways, what i'm trying to say is that by targaryen tradition, it should have been her on the throne by the time she claimed balerion. and i think balerion saw that. he also saw how maegor had gone against targaryen tradition by demanding male heirs and treasuring male heirs while robbing targaryen women of their autonomy and power (aka locking rhaena in a tower?? balerion was probably like 'you're literally visenya's son. what are you doing???' this is one of those moments where balerion was probably thinking of how visenya would be disgusted . . . and the thing is . . . visenya raised maegor with the valyrian customs of strength being important above all else. in valyria, she would have been the head of her house without a doubt. she was raised as a valyrian heir, and we see this in how she interacts with the world around her and in how she picked up a sword as the firstborn, and her house supported her! she warned aenys that he needed to rule with strength, and when he gave blackfyre to maegor, it was the literal culmination of him giving away his strength/showing that he had none. in her eyes, the cannibalization of the house in that instance was warranted because they needed a strong head to rule/survive, and she raised her son to fill that role. now, i'm rambling but . . . visenya would have choice opinions about the dance, but if asked who she would support, it would be rhaenyra). anyway, this moment could have been a harbinger and a warning to turn back to the old ways because maegor introduced a touch of andal assimilation, and with jaehaerys on the throne, the house was about to go even deeper down that path.
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rajni31 · 9 months ago
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"Everlasting Gratitude"
In the quiet whispers of the night, you shine,
Your words a balm, a gift divine.
Through shadows cast and skies above,
Your love resounds, unwavering love.
Your solace beams within the darkest hour,
A beacon bright, an eternal flower.
In the vast expanse where dreams take flight,
Your presence glows, a guiding light.
The world may falter, trials may impend,
Yet your spirit soars, a steadfast friend.
With whispered vows in silent air,
Your support holds, so strong and fair.
With bonds that weave through joy and sorrow,
Our connection’s thread, an unbroken arrow.
Endless echoes of care and glee,
Your friendship's treasure, a jubilee.
In every verse, in every line,
Your affection's warmth, a pure design.
For every laugh and every tear,
Your constant love, forever near.
The universe whispers, the stars align,
Your love, a melody, so fine.
Through highs and lows, in every plea,
You're cherished deeply, meri nikki dikkiii.
Forever entwined, our souls in sync,
Through life's dance, in every blink.
With heartfelt gratitude, I'll replay,
Your love's the sun that lights my day.
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faiirytalcs · 1 year ago
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closed: meri webster & hiro hamada ( @hirosix ) location: repurposed dreams
Meri didn't make it a habit to spend time in pawn shops or thrift stores, but she'd been convinced recently that real treasures could be hidden there, and she wasn't busy - it was worth a shot, right? Sighing after pawing through some records and random trinkets, she glanced over to the nearest person, hoping they had more experience. "You ever find anything good here? Or at that other place? I can't help but feel like this is all... garbage."
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astralyavie · 1 year ago
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@meryasek location: fairy king's forest notes: kiss kiss
The leaves no longer wilted when Yavie approached, there was no brush of a cool breeze but a stillness instead. The wind seemed to vanish, the world fell silent, and Yavie slipped into the heart of the fairy king’s forest. His oldest, treasured friend. Difficult as Meryasek could be, he would always be that to the elf. 
A new power bloomed about his friend now, not unfamiliar to someone who’d spent as long as Yavie traversing the Astral, but foreign to this realm. “Fey'ri- '' Yavie said with a smile as he floated around Meryasek, inspecting him before he stopped before him and clasped the other’s cheeks between his palms. “I didn’t think it was possible, I thought… I thought you were gone to the Underdark.” To the life of a boring drow, Yavie had hated that for Mery
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zannolin · 1 year ago
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4 7 AND 17!!!! -kai
HI KAI my beloved thank youuuu <3
4. Do you prefer writing multi-chapter or oneshot fanfictions?
oneshots full stop. okay well rolling stop. i love multi-chapters in theory but my god i hate the execution they take SO long to write and i have to keep so much straight and i have to pick CHAPTER TITLES and have you noticed how people are the worst about commenting on multichaps? if you post a oneshot people seem to be more likely to leave you a lovely comment with all their thoughts. post a multichapter and people won't comment 'til it's over or just leave a one-line comment like "can't wait til there's more!!" and it's like why did i even put in all this work if it was miserable to write and there's no joy in posting HUH. but also i do love when i have like one person i know is reading it and i have a reveal happening at some point or a crazy cliffhanger and i get to see their reaction to it. moth's reactions to the fey au were very fun back in the day. so yeah i'm a oneshot girlie but i keep writing ill-advised multi-chapters and telling myself "this time it will be different" (it is not different the best it gets is subreddits calling your fic "super underrated" which is not actually the compliment people think it is).
7. What’s a trope you love to write?
love to write a good college fic. found family, of course, is a big one. and hurt/comfort is my beloved.
17. Are there any writers and/or stories that you consider an influence?
writers (fic): @/rebelpeas, @/eirianerisdar, meri, laquearia, @/rarilight, @/blusandbirds, aknightley, YouAreInAComaWakeUp writers (other): maggie stiefvater, tamsyn muir, t kira madden, carmen maria machado, my sister, ann patchett, kristen arnett, edgar allen poe, lemony snicket, tolkien (obligatory), shel silverstein, probably wayne thomas batson unfortunately
stories (not book specific): the scorpio races, the secret life of bees, the twistrose key, the polar express (2004), fnaf, the oz books, home alone 2: lost in new york (1992), parallelograms by agrestenoir, pins and needles by mutterandmumble, national treasure (2004), the truman show (1998), the half of it (2020), frances ha (2012), the goose girl by shannon hale, the starcatchers series, the lion, the witch, and the wardrobe, the haunting of hill house (2018), mabel podcast, welcome to night vale podcast, alice isn't dead podcast, the odd life of timothy green (2012), moulin rouge! (2001), the spiderwick chronicles, over the garden wall (2014), the x-files, object 3921.0045.371, catalog entry by wrishwrosh, this one (well, one and a half) christmas musical production the church where i live put on (that i was in fun fact) that involved two characters reuniting after like 30 years that left an unbelievable impact on my 12 y/o brain, mlp:fim, and star trek....to name a few.
i feel like that explains both everything and nothing about my writing.
ask game!!
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libidomechanica · 1 month ago
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No, Patience, too, the best
A ballad sequence
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And knew no guile, that gave me fire?     In hand often they letting bottle which we banter, waking,     found the line between
the very motion of endless     looks with me sitting bottle which to make me a man it     is better than shepheardes
outgoe, without dress. Tender purple     Tyrant in violets. Speake doth give myself dost advance     by her so brimful of
fire, the sex and on the serious     joltings of azure o’er who did not love and pass, for     the patience, ’ I replies.
Neuer drank him up. For shamed by     Cupid found, its index. And you have adored, in while she     had his morrow to the
sings; and that should speak not so? My     guide, and first inadvertent be; and with the same disgrace.     Dilated as brain full
conclusion, as few would upbraid     to him. What could want, alone the loss, the ground; and in fashion     is overwrought? Than
this can’t compelled cave of my old     army defeated the will the windows to make this with     a sight? But this soft as
to go against you, the faltering,     and in mee, which happened he that of strike six from redder     the Celebration.
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A room that bloom of pleasure, lo!     Better days I true image pictures, look like a hard-ship     that she meets with it; or
let head washes from thy Head. And     princess will left behind; among thence, once are filled with art     all the pictured from hungry
ocean’s force of duty, something     else all go, as once Electra her sighing and me     roots, remember always
stranger think our should not feeling     be, and the rest. Rather heard her thoughts to set before the     last action, unto people
of Kingly Aptitude in     while their frenzies; thou canst not the sun, follow’d bait on purpose,     and stems the narrative
by your worthy Them; behold,     serene several pitied: and how she mery motion     the could be loved, the plain:
I find to hold betwixt me avow—     you are fully show how that I was the purpose nothing!     A sleep i watches:
and your mind in which is a bribe     me than an ague, which is the tide, to laud the stops talke without     booke: where is a scarlet
coat should touching here enough     of both the shalt remain beyond, whatever hath showers,     words, than a maid looked back.
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Annex, and mine a lingering sweetness,     Sweet, withouten any rinde; she in perfumes by the     wheels window, if I touch
near the gout. For me, as that Diván     which is a miracle; and of Vertues rain cure is;—     the go-cart. Never sets,
and you seemed true. Although day of     touch her reed, into commands, an ease my though all the village     of Chokan: two small;
shut up the moon. Of unreflection     of the naked, and face calculation, glorify     the Kidde. As their happy
reigns, or food or dwelling-place, how     the little. A paper kite what heaven, by magic, ghost,     that would not admire, and
Sally she would bear it: when the     brere without a kiss, those Letters plains before my rage, wanting     I would upbraid to
his creast; yet I’ll try gainst your live     again where sung; sung, and turn softly call, came out green. And     to say your worth is frailer,
doubtful straight, that xylem thickens     with your necke you place were a jot of spight, and Treasure.     Phoebus was more pleasant
glades, how clay shrine, or bear my music     the huntsman’s Glory into necessity. Intent     to my hand, with a hey,
and sweep at once to see each suck     through all turn in her, to prove and Juan will fly from the city.     Fill the sweeter that
taught thus, that to music of thee     to Senegal; teach under all. And perhaps surprising     heart: and thee yesterday.
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Are fair, yet ’tis you little space     opens where I had not complaint in vain that shine, by wonder     not that might bed horrid spring forehead, and far     description lie; that Juan had
touch and chaunst to wish, so call’d my     tongues of love I would devise something trimm’d in Whitehall; so,     as the night by his art left human conceal’d, when the omen!     You both Princes too
long; but, O, what can drive to be     freely near sweet their better and thing else entirely     finish all the life confined, she knew not to the store of     Passion’s debt at once so
belong, each his Friendship but inflamed     with Molly Bloom and nobler seat while she love you had     thy lovely leave your please and pithy, such as close behind     the wonder is stately
vile, that clings to keep one can ne’er     be enjoy’d no sooner had, and thought come again as Love’s     doctrine disallows and all the worst to pass for your     true imagined us.
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The ships, in consent shakes too, pass’d     I blindfold here, he woulde once it wit nor every shock a     saints with my weak loosestrife.
That his pardon get of lip, well     forced young songs, to keep the meadow kit foxes’ brush came a     man; even to their head,
and go at largely given a     soul a faith unhappily for One is world, with so pleasure,     said in—I forget
what Love’s workings bending. This too     long blink is a mirrored in my bosom bred by nature     did lend are you dickhead.
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With means I find our sensitive,     and singing in the fame you as a root myself I do,     yet the pype playd, where hard,
lying at the showres. With juries:     yet no summer’s night, taken, strikes Time is compose     another women, who can
counsell a thrift, our touch a schoolboys’     barrings you once more, to help my beggar born, and rather     then greyness. Should I
dance, and in wondrous scope to score,     sicker now? At length by limpid waters faire a face! Of     social wrong entent. Sir
Walter said, he never heard her     look down.—What in those who travelin suck’d an aspirant     pretence, not to sing: for
the music I heard from other     above. How can it be told of the noble vigour did     intwine, a patron of
the unknown; a second leg, and     grammar, vowel sound, to revenge me wish’d, she chose the iron     hand, while I thus kind
any rush, and in chronology     and Who? One joy possessings and the bloom is thine! But,     like diamonds in the true.
A man next to lingering days, that     you should given morning kiss from the Soul is double gilds     thee of a fruite to pay.
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Come, come one I loved right to. One     of all bluely dash’d through the form good advice. There is a     hands do sink, was its worth a little this full of being     at the Young Charlie Cochran was before the subtly     is that is perpetual
one, one day, they bene dedes     of lip, well can’t help to make the fair guest. Provided     for the gathers pick it up with a jeep. Flushed to blast that     Muse stringing the meadow, and a-propos of men could have     had vertigo forward
running, not at a little band     of stone? So hath foreigners do not cost of her for they’re only     Hope has flowing,—tis hell. Is, that his legs, so much of     your boast the way, ’ laughed is much more cannot know not, where none     you now? Gone things, the blouse
you forget his winning, some     Columbus of things to bind the sea, and next, a brief, and now     in the wonder is gall, to do it sweet, sometimes enduring,     my winds to pray for tears ago. In crystal moon, the     Consul was worth enjoy.
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So long pain to find and there, so     long its spray on the sky prevailed, they run before a part,     so God and so be kind
of an academic joke. More     pleasure. All bowed bene men esteem’d the cock is crookéd     as their states to salute
love the objects of matter I     would be, rather form a curse, while their Wrath and she bellman     of blame, with so fashion;
and, above, where you play at need     not, though divides and we were to see eache of his birth strung     his skill enchante in sunshine
after a ring its home again.     The one for greedy choice sweet; the only freendship as     man’s down to hack into
his turned; one joy the green would brooke     somwhat they had his shape a flowers I am not fear     … the river-tide. My poor
Thames should be likewise, how farre the     struck one, and thy love as rare than the dust to annoyes. That     spicy nest, where nys to
be found such a weight, if not those     tree a weed the count our to come away? The graves, when birds     coverlid of fear, my
spirit, not then any stood a     Piggy-wig stood with spard? Out of my heauy mould, art so heavy     ignorance for painter’s
wreckage. The expense. My heart     compare. Who though day of pain, poor love to-night, aimèd with bleeding     like questioning, which
thyself nor though I feel it grew     friend—and the West garden of a wild ecstasy? But then     have: far I toil, the face
of late revived, he must restrictest     in motion of His Glory; but both our ears, quake I     would some future Roman
race,—a quarrel, when did improved     by all experience more. That shines in this sùbjects finding     near, which wild order
next she made up my desire.     But while vertuous light the grass, stood bathing in Heavens the     Tender and you would be
sparkles dimly burn the air that     lurking heart is should have done: mine after due search, you love.     Yet what day, oppressions,
to the world I stand all the sandhills     o’er, one in the mother, swans to dismount: and I have     prove beyond call’d on the
pursutes of blooms in May, know     how your people of Kingly sweats; now that. Notice how wise,     and some old haunt, an ampler
flower in springs would pull     the soul so chase o’er the imperfect health, thy sweet that I     do not the future praise.
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And ponder’d, whether women altar,     O mysterious desire wing’d legend had thou     see her drew on, and our day put by the only words on     this Childsworth to fly beauty’s
grace. Moon held in thy golden     she stories of time;—but strange diagonal, and yet you     see him those his grave,—death foresay. On Helene once admires     and slices of love.
Smile; and make a frame, it could be:     and human, arise! And relax Pluto’s brows, once, the lasted     to know. And her planet floating fire, where none accordaunce.     Thou thy soul was fully
yields. From thee. Of my foe, the     thunder-clap whose babes, and that, Syr Phip, least in a story,     letting the sulfuric air, smell and night’s staff gave him quite     a soldiers of the
digestioning, solved in loves the seeds     in her gay: in him, of think, tiring of Time is convinced     to praise. For Stella looks directory by rote. This mortal     breath, and not less practice
quite; at presence. But nothing     which seem’d so soone a night to pour thy recorder, do it     withered place that I write which seldom shown; so, in mind! It     feels right is so brave: and
now did in sleep. Sweet, and there the     cabin, G minor Mozart on the Soul, and the path their     silver, and you drest? One year to give my legs. Or to repeats     its wore, and wishing
branches gave that your propitious     souls confined the Sword-wind of thy heart they meant not praise. By     the high hear divine, as all observed for slaue. He glass.     Explaining hands it wear as
pride, that abiding colder. That     pipes we receive. Though this cannot stay, and sweet hopes, tis she!     Short as far at somewhat beauty’s gray stay your face above     by ways seek after due
to excite, the loss of the sand     tilted young giraffes if you returning with blossomes     of Love, and curse, being forth abroade, something carrion     came from my trust, enjoy’d,
because of that such ioy did her     life through she guess. But Juan also seen by the rub—and that     I have had, and all over even thee. See mark of me.     Her she is most? That you
both lend, and long with me; where throng     that is nurse presence. When I stood they stole that lonely tree     living it from themselves out of strength the other, sought have     gone as woolly hat, there
and pale were figured, glorifies     his State, how clay invade the injured by his reflections     to gladness of a Veil thy Heav’n as woolly hat, there’s     a charms, says enough of
both day and virtue, joyn’d by one     not thou on the Wickets clinck, preuelie, but truly Bacchanalian-     like besmear’d too familiar care. Your happy, honest     and does all the world! Are
all the water. Yet made of these     line better objects that, a whole—I don’t—but, pale years in     they can’t gazeth; a man: the breaking hands and slily white,     deepening to turn back tongue;
use powers and fire, she shadows,     with ivory wrists his sight, and with thyself and all her hands     intice. Let none other self, or ever fear, perhaps were     I do still pay your souls
are destined for these, frost or blest     Charitee, that the sea: where thought he deemed with people purely     rest. As any life out of, as out of bitter gall, That     dim lake. You weep to crowd.
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Fed, luxurious delight, and     none you, if he felt ioys, and the burrow or nest as his     lere, to recite, tis no one could certainly morning lips     as with green, robbing scarcely know that. What needs not employed     no more easier grow:
we are better that remorse which     I took me to have change’s knife: it kisse. Talk of all, thou     shalt heart in others look for me, degenerally no     great thy Impress his praise, notice allows: that as no others     love, and all heartless
by the earthskin, enough: how shall     I in my toes your person fair, it is a weed grows. But,     oh! Chance make an Eden of Love, we knows wearing avarice,     asked the aggregate has much beauty’s grace. And so his     debt at once with sacred
bays and heart. But even of cattle     as woolly hat, the lake, thy looks I do changes like     moist and all alone; yet eyes and trust, that rage of fat     pollutions they were deaf and grammar, vowel sound; ascribed it     EVIL. But vain and waked
to early knows her praises     are tedious minds in the balmy air, the forehead began     to thee: ah Christians of thee, I yielded up into     you weren’t real, I would you did not be approchen the     bone. That rich garners the
briars and trance bene so crafty,     as sweet hopes, tis a thrilling lip, well can’t win much beauty’s     charme of the roll-call draws; then her face&see what other has     a crush on Myrna Loy, and mad, the starke lame. In which even     always seek after
as you like their game at billiards.     Want part: o, lest I propos of my head, and labour, I     my jest: hence. This your child hiding phantom of the sun in     war’s alarms, and rings: but she’s in hys packe a gentlemen,     by man’s capacity:
must the flower call, tis odd, or     the Dorian stream on a weak lords neighborhoods. More     happiness was they shoulden shell, which can showed head; ere before     throne under you with fig leave things shoot, and open for the     pearly thing was, and with
the Berkshire hounds, it matter: they     speed-laden pedigree, muscle and there nymphs, but look down     through much hold, yet this is shield them send, reapen they stood its     core like a frame inverse the avenger, Time’s pencil drew     his way he kissed me in
Fate’s ode, or virtue lies afloat     with all friend: as sweetness skies? Over their poison of the     lie this the little knowledge of friend is the true, making     a goodly mark the disaligned. Only, mething: and     heal’d the road was frame,—senses;
and ev’ry lightly wont what     make ground; I hate an argument did loue and lusters to     revenge me with little you now? Who did sable eagle     in her cheek grown, in beauty take what the woman love, what,     and on, he would be us,
last, as hopelessly as well?     The kings be cross’d there a poet nothing his brayne, less your     mind, our beck, the flesh to break lords neighbouring wanting, as     thinke that fair Cyprian flowers, appeares; O see what     pays his spent, unable
Je ne scais quoi, ’ which they meant     forth has his next day, oppressions were might be. God blessing     behind yours has laid, my own, that Turkish hardned he one     look’d not humble pardon of the stark mute but few. And far     descriptions to Sleeper’s
ancle, ties of slain the skies above;     give warning pure freckling steppe some would be like one we     ellipse about a storms that, which made a gained his to grace,     that hardly could one to obtain; tis one day for baptism,     I am confine?
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We are those while they liv’d or lack     together, had he livery original, twas her     various story of moist hands and carnation, young Daphnis     with Blood. Viewing, rueing lovers love you adored, raignes,&     commands, and leaves fall when
birds sing. It could be held or lack     of proof, to the greatest the world before me, and the river.     The deigned note. When she cried and lie, and the best of sense,     beauty’s rude hoarse minstrel’s granary is for examples     you alone than a Son,
while kiddie quoth shepheards had no     described it did love, the trees, and in our youth distilled the     track of brow, I see descending sway disabled, and make     mistakable gazed and rare endless love, lover with your     valent. Nature made
monastic basis, to blame if     it enough, much to myself will never feet, sweet rosy     lips just soil. For such pixel you’d left behind the universe,     in the worthy being songs, to thy pipe to sing: for     which can say. By their call’d,
is a fine fixed and of Arrows     longer it is sort of merit after all might determines     her muse will read like or star flashes be, as along     to me, what, as upon the scatter noon, one moment’s violets,     while they might now and
kissing songs, I leave me thus it     is a flowers should not to be at charge of the ague. Fast     asleep to the main spreads on me! A glow, and not, which when     king,—tis not triumphall carrion carcas above had to     sing, the sire to relieued
by these possess a leaky     boat, the lived on. Because of land, nor every where when he     crye iesus blest Charis, you were Herself. I is force, the     rough that sedge is warden; the one dying in the summon’d     on to binds himself; by
whom daily she might be false in     my breasts hanging spangles, shops of a high heart complaint in     two years—and no birds sang of you, i’d have off the day;     but I shall already to speeden heat, the Consul was     constance, bide each flowers
and became across what the dore     and worse with him in all that to heap of dole god giueth good     they be? Had leuer my arms without pity, pure and true, and     struggle slack, gold, opening in those his sore construct me     how the bloom go I! To
seed. In Beauty must: so when I     realize I’m not triumphs and can’t imagine youthful     Thames shore. Lowering bashful dawn pushing what was all bare     hill. There came by on bamboo stilts, playing Laughters of Love     the stand once to liue hard,
lying race: but we are and unjoin,     beamy eyes to wound with heaven fill’d soil. I should lend     young giraffes if you please, you disdaine resolved together.     The earth with me, thy strength be Strong; his headlong time, the clothes     of though not not know of
all Created on thy foot in     their own least of heaven he grass to pure and our heroic     salamander, whene’er a flightly wont what merit,     and wondering lips in this then. Gold, nor Beauty doth glittered     with insomnia,
perfect bliss, eyes were precedence     is a screaming hand or eyes; it were first spoke few would     attaches—but. An oyster motherly carefull this hymn,     and eke that the one way to his Heart, yet, the Weirdlaw Hill,     and salute there a poetess
of our like a Children’s cry     my song. And not clear the the worst touched her eyes for aught thy     birthdays, jovial and darke; absence together we look’d     as soft as sprung amidst of any who were place, without     know nought once back … I
acceptance of those his poore Sheepe, which,     if you were great bells, and bade it, which? Leaving you live without     occasion I writers and there the night laughed irresolute     steaming in expense. Your kiss her heart like tree, I     trow, the other in that
faints, secure all fear begin to     sing and helpen the moon, and Who? That at the limping so     belonging and slices of the dusk toward and lightning as     I am, and yet them self relented seven together,     or thy looks to laugh.
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So he charge of hys dayes with sacred     pool in suspects, yet somewhat maid will stay, loathing from     centuries there’s joy in they else almighty’s best     impression trod upon the
best acquaint, as louder beautiful     indeed, like to speake doth high wood, that filled mind: and his     wronger in only more or unaware, that my face I     do not care doth reverie,
perchandise, of thee in all     bare hill, our Scholar haunt a boatswain is in New York and     grame; all breath to ligge soft shee yode the dread; now seldom fair     clip, and throw the river.
The boatswain divine, shrinks, some     odoriferous a part of happy love his skill. Or kissed     feet than a man it is the grave, Sir. Wickets of Fitz-Plantage,     double dangerous
matter on guano and Loue, of     what their crime. It might have I invoked the bloody, full meet;     she is in Battle are maidens loth? Fairy tale more or     less presumption mixed, proclaimed
that I lost are lovers, silver     netting and all translate; and found he whole—I don’t know     it: when the people of twigs and grief or any way of     Recognize. Thy father
Jonson now in that is never     look not easy to under you’d never warm and slily     watches at him not be afraid some what can work War’s over     than shepheardes liue,
if I file they stole betwixt I     and baby. Through am I that was light laid pausefully     show! Side of Travel- wearying to see thoughts blacktailed     hare: how courtesy,
look’d profligate their slaves, and Walter     sailboats that saist thou shalt win her lord Henry walk’d, or     romance, though shudder’d the pitiless wooden member? Where     and she behold deserts
idleness, of no tone: fair youth;     the souls can be sweet, and good-night! Soft for vs, home nearer     to the sun; the village green. A cure is something small     agacerie. And anchor
fast asleep to hate, I do, yet     to hurt me, the onward, spoil it with you? The pensife Damme     had been poured of face, sets to praise besides always, that on     her lips to know. Less like
allay, so I could I fear to     glance ever pavement, or else t will know me. Turns a pile     of shepheards, this long pain to find when through all the land, when     young girl with desire,
in spring. And yet her veil draws;     the spikes a reef-they cried Dang it? Before the thirty, that     I should most of better; but great or shame, the soul move still     bite my true, like swift
Camilla, he scarce could wanton o’er     the childe: what, a wholesome Growth approves the watercress so     finely subterraqueous sigh, doctor-like, now haue than their     full low, or the year and
home nearer to the Apostles’     cure. Both him, here, as he single leaf indeed so? A raccoon.     Whether foot in vogue; now and gladly leave heart is poem     been a purer souls!
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What this she found? Too true nature,     a garden;—I will gie to Polly Stewart! Who fought, and     party’s force, light, yet green,
and art may hides there a messenger     and him, I, assail’d, fight, aimèd with his friend scrawled on Sally     Brown! When armed, and the
scene, and light to be. In that great     words, this handsome mystic diapasons; and arcanum’s nothing     worth and gone! Yet now
a straw, borne in herself his hour     in the moss look upcast to be happiest white robe     beforehand, or I’d enter,
wished for one hand, that the three     took me to come, and next draught; but they fear’d with his mother’s     kiss it! Be one of their
cares on the force begot in the     false and vain bubble’s shakes the farthest compete. Cupid bathing,     not touch upon matters
fair guess, than she tell where is     the very world show all the housekeepers as thought to his     Dagger on his Should not
my love that was this next realms of     long pain—with a single heart too ready to restore which     this, Time, if Time, the grief
and twining, and like water we     are for ay from your like none thy father Jonson now in     only Hope and wealth of
May, that’s essential. No more happy     draught a faint the sun upon the happy boughs, and wind     up to fill their goodly
spirit, not at presence. With them     runne at me, the possible and there at all the rye, To     muse express much loyalty;
I know whate’er it blaws, it     may I by the learned round! When I marriage statuesque     swore he cherished. Now I
am soft Catullus, sharp-fang’d     Martial, and lie, to the villages going on deck, because     you rush on, if but
the loue and the longer brought to     razed oblivion to fix the skies! In a bright those that     I write I can’t move Prithee
with favouring planets the greene     woodland echo rings; ’ and since our honour shoes is head. Then     thee; yet I can, if he
feare of tranqullitie, that we     harmonious store; so bad, then he was nothingness, if each     could, art so he chaunst to
chlorophyll, and rather bed. Perhaps     mankind, and yet are your she pleas’d with fight, that every     state-thing small live again,
advantagenet. Own thousand     in hand; I tooke as of the Door of shall be sorrows on     you know how these lines shore?
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Thus much passionate cry, the mought     to range loved a virtues raise me up to God wote, such     idleness, walking. I will
not clear, our Gipsy-Scholar, and     streets, hear it from that vernal May, than all else to show fair,     and rail, and song. The hungry
pikes a woman can beard, there’s     laws. Falling round mind glows; a paper kite which thyself     only make in her I
would find. When April would have closed     our tale, of ladies and right the path to blaze from there they     both! That was tragedy.
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How far have her, league-sunders and     she wakeful doze I so beautifier, breathe swift to Right,     whatever have something through the latest tool that I would     for more true. Alas, tis to my launce guided so well-please?     Happy spirit upon
this with all sighing all live again.     Lived one heroes and lose no merrier bene, ylike     a long cheuisaunce: the goal yet, that upward the moonlight     in ribbon round, to the glimmering with morning. But in     none, yet strong; sharp shall score;
the on me thus, though, and just music     of the might each complains asleep; so she’d been my one     but once a children too; for the midst, who in any mother.     When I reality. Ranks and pass for all thy largess     given, to managed,
their head, the while kiddie quoth shine?     That once move rage from thee. When I knelt watching, the stain ill:     tired with some party to find one to look but less false     comic touch’d it? Your list, you thinking through Year just what’s a     sharp for she had good-night
thy sake, and arcanum’s not pure     the bees the lake, and show you’re a petticoat—a garment     us with thee defect— her government to gorge upon     the effect where-through a clouds to Plight, but we finds me for     thee for their dams—how few!
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Own at Keswick, and heav’nly fires.     And yet a third. He is not your emissary eye. My     future Roman sleep, the lame; want and is charms possessed the     marble mess. It kisses;
who know. Dust need not, but they broke,     t is not separate a situation? And blond meadow     and the glass and mind. Or, like type of her your emissary     eye, easy lived in
the yellow hair sprent wild, and take     a nap in a couple burn, or Catholic creed’s silver jets     onto the sent you both makes they still cavern deep, while thy     case, I reader, nothing
thro’ all on the bound, a hands have     we profane you go: the Ladde can wandering, through still thy     welfare, with words, if thou leave off the river; cupid a-     shooting not the painted
with April would beard; or else for     you, Mother’s! The Owl, You elegance withal, as the singing     to sleeping better, they bring for the sky above, varied     with pleased her junior
highschoolboy or a Tear is then     sneer’d; and chestnut-flowering. Without occasion I thinke     it will be feast, and what her arch’d brows. Of attracts by all     external breasts hanging
in Diana’s stream, broad lucent Arno-     vale for our dates are simple yet t is not fade, thought     by art. She sawe a shout: the west, a language of fraude: ne     forever and seamen,
swore wilt thou foster-child hiding     captain Parry’s flow, and— what in thy sweet beauty’s forced you     have each of my stout bloom of pleasaunce, made those laureate,     and our to complain thy
tables and grows out of fear, for     in begin, whose babes, and there. Enough certain of their prayed     thee defeated, by all ears listen, while it stood ready     yellow and gladly leave
me fire? What if I courtesy,     look’d as transfused with science, dumb on his future year’s prime     Desires while they were they have her know that blooms in May,     thou leave me to his style
could the quiet be exalt; and     lovers, made Love lived, the female or muttered scheme as we     passion still, and through the bottom did that absent love just     and feet still seem like a
Magician tracing to reveal     feeling still untired; and, t will gie to Polly Stewart,     the golden prime in Ettrick’s vale, is sipping. My words     where be in Battle as
with a far more pleasing, leave my     will not, there had guest; distant parson, or when all that rage     outside ring. So we can keepe beneath the unions, too, my     battles. Such as blessed to
fly the spring additionly,     thy large an old Harp that I know that with the blue noon is     slain love thee as my objects only peepers as thought a     slight ocean meet, withal.
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Intent to make the Grey Monk’s side, which inheritaunce:     but what no nigh and by a tedious mind; and, if though beauties blushing more than     her at a shole of all their prayed
thee my bonier yet was as sure, mine between my     one hath got my fate, love beguiles, and purest way for the known a Ray of Light of     love I would spare: let him in my brain
there’s an hind, but a friend scrawled on skin, be lucky     together and his to the mind. To pass for a noble vertue there was death success,     and eats first touch her great god forbids;
yet eyes the happy question; and often deuoured     with old Benbow; and hand pale to Nature’s every act stood the phone did pass, an odour     mouths never was light of the bride with
magic of thee more a grace. I move a world     candidate of Heaven’d, like to make mistake. Unto the two, such follies fled; thou seen you     that day. And flore she had gotte the grace.
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The acted sae faith. I didn’t want     the feet ripples over breast: she past, for the yellow her     head toward think us dead.
After due search, your forming up     a straw, borne on beauty making leave me thus? A chamberlain—     and t will find one,
the world let’s prove yet give your face     lies upturned over my woolly as the daisy-star     that cold and Left to forbear
anticipating here shorn     away with divine and yet if needeth all times. In a     Herculean Is it
not be—who bind your worthy Them;     behold thy cheek a motley to the sky show how time, by     new-mown. For all this Old
House in the edge of falles it     that Miracles heav’nly face bare me that is young Ganimed     about your timely
way, and so forgot to my lambs     are carefull though seas to kissing heart, my pilgrim’s starting,     like to all that doth
fall of false coming down so the     scene then she wends, go your martini he is in New York,     read thee this clothed with Roses
blows children of the scattering,     and proud cost, but when I have got on, he found in his     poetry, at least distress,
raignes,&command; like translate;     all his upland diamond and gracious thou kiss, and we whose     vegetables the worst: for
don’t want you many master now?     The night name, and he fierce, shall help me! Enlisted chimney-     stacks—are ye at with her
with a daunt you are lost your     felicitie. Confide, to raise. Or who missed herself unknown; a     second time I walk about
a photography, with his     moments when the World which all your lakes for you. Some will hope     to see him the starr’d the
river! Obtain; tis odd, or don’t     want of perfect only take away? I was never look     no part where he loved as
flown await Thee, nor need not. Perchance,     except dream; so closed our death’—alas! Speak to you it     doth flower in her mind,
a tinkerings. Who pause thy pangs     o’er his fair acceptance my deathmasks into a narrow     from so pure and where ev’ry
possessed with fight and double-     vantagenet. But tracing to his Hand from the offred     bowle? Though not so pale?
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What avails the lesse, in wonder     of shall being of it. Of delight, or infection; if     we love well she fixt a showers, and when it isn’t the twist,     or Counselled cave, turquoise and clamour, and iolly chere:     turn’d to Love, so, love some
patiently his arms. And song. So     oft hand or love, a sluggish wife; one joy the bays margarita     she meeting of long farewell, that the makes him, the     matter noon, one singing, and sweet virginia or he is     a mowers, too, be off!
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And burst with me as a dun—whether     field sleep. Ran before him flower is roll who pausefully     show, the immovable
of strength; a dainty dish     to say over even thought sufficient trees. To eat&see     thou’t love beare, letten they
sang, or stay? And there is much obeyed     her untimely rise in Ruin, and string o’er they cannot     such frost or fall: made
myself only one in the clocker,     monstrain’d by Time’s fell a-doting, and fly in, thy throughout     the morrow after,
under of this justly the laws     of strengthened by his beauty cannot be shown they are, has     cured thee more. Adam exchange;
and woman love for the many     a year of water in his beauty’s call force on that     I were dead fled away;
for once, O beauty’s fire, that evening-     sun so basely heats another said, our friend, then     soul! Oh, you to be true
I have made for any the sun     in waited the grain; when I perhaps the twisted with thanks     to love alone. My mistresse,
which seem’d to laugh as learnd euen     so as not my friendship and sighing and call’d Love in thought     is so easy to entrap
in the day, thou spend upon     the dragon-fly on this is their silver said, oh Thou hast     all sprung in the supplied,
and may breast part of doubt, the ashen     greene leaues, the wedding, ding; sweet-William with our lives against     thus double from behind
than the appreciation,     she is flowers expansion fixed and made but chaste conceal’d,     when in its many a
year her sum of old stories. My     good, what you had been a dead human footing woman, of     Me! This wing and drove us,
and reach’d the west, a land went,     and binding stream. In the words where nymphs of business toil, is     why I sojourn here I
stand once again. Where—for none; for     he was sitting of Time. Because she did wend, bearing the     winds may light force of the
higher. As long time, he’s been cornfield     of one. Pass for its core like a harem, for a right     did call’d The handed
Baronet he, a great cold. Was getting     his may turn out untrue. Me at the world’s sole excuse     can be no other works
its wanderer still in this, and     as was his Strength; a smooth as with yesterday stung by a     fatal shafts on me! The
Tory at with the vessel could     compriseth! What dainty cheek; he casuist in my best     preparation to dreaming
evil, I have lost, or what can     nothing but a dream. To haunt a battles, despite thy sweet,     sometimes, that bloom go I!
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With heavens. I don’t know of all     the sky.—Reflection the rightest ground; angels known a lover     and regular shoes.
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Pretty peasant, if no clusters     oh, you doubt, pass and lover a poore pedlar can the     merciless wood which play’d his
own, whose rise in my break and bid     me be; and if not so little near the thou can’t help us;     slaves, allies fled away
with a light which were a whipped     away, anxious I’d bid me be father heart a woman     is all through distinct
tis so stronger thing in the tree     a weak and his Paradise for pain was they success, a     flowers and beauty’s grace,
or like to walk one if she none     you saw. Venus stood reason, or in that struggle to woman,     she wise; at moments
and done with polite that she means     more I live, drawn breath. He went think, since on me; whom she saw     the parallels the sequel
of the Argo, convey’d     Medea as he that I mean sublimity, no matters     in photo boot, and it
is not the outside, and is mine     own deserts idle’ then all hoar with an ear for lose. To     fetched with the sun, and were
laid to thyself to a chart, after     him, and clasping and flocks, and as her on a tree one     has some women—the sweetens,
he shore up million. Some odes     I do her mind; among the Piggy-wig stood its inner     craned, and yet he country,
till the clarity and largess     given vp for panting pretzels drinking chase fatigue and     she bore; new objects that
was in flowr, than the first, and nature     growing, drest, well hand thus for ever see mark of men     procession, when there in
languish in my separable     from hours of his Power, and clouds do hold betwixt his cell:     and still the flocke, so be
yourselves, close our own at Keswick,     and attend a fayre flower ranks quite; at home, her for the     sea. And the phantom wooed.
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Yet, as the twaine that the disaligned.     Of your own hand, or honor’s granary is full     of beauty alone can
nothing I discernment of her     soul put on glassy darkness! Whether the wrought with sweet good.     What account on martyr
oft would be ashamed herself, and     that faire soft: tho creepe god blessed the Harp I still in losing     teach us equal grew.
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And in its disgusting to feel     the took death. On a Saturday in June? Singing, and     acquire found there’s laws.
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Ah, whatever happy soul’s full     of bever, or sway, for in a day, thou roll’d; for what I     can’t gaze a misguided prayed, for shamed of his mortals, or     stated: her looks to Dissolution. When we are the yate     fast my Mother’s eyes and
now behold, yet what I obtain’d     and tired with any evidence, nor dispute: the moon     the holy antique golden more than ire. And, in piece without     pity, by the shining head under than the digestions     of the other, and
duly seat, play at need I love     teach to range. And wilt say who like morning-sky, bare on earth;     and in sorrowful and fame she tall aske. For the in pity     one heroes, kings, and family; look out-flourish’d brows, and     that matter not too so
brave with a smile there sang of love     the bank of proofs and ceremonies entertainment to     the trees. Fair Day, when all is thy voice a weak voice of falling.     Both he perch’d brows, such lust, hardly rise unheard as beneath     like that is some reserves
th’ enamel of this     happy soul! In love. That having and wit the bodies are     paint: tho gan shepeheardes out of this city, and leaue     this soul then day’s sev’n thoughts will grindstone’s glass a whitening,     and that air of conuersation’s
mind;—of touch of your wonder     they tell, till the coffee- house, and timbrels? Beneath her     sleepy eyes, for he music lest youthful were his table     majesty. While turbidly flower climbs up to hate, I     do, I tasted the way,
’ laugh as her own, you so, ’ utterance,     except perhaps sometimes with thine head, as alone; yet     eyes of lusty Tabrere, thyrsis of you, she remains     unsoiled, unmixed with eyes serue him come will behind yours of     that will bear the grow deep.
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I am no pick-purse of the     clients’ clan of Doctors less than a man, to find a soul,     and shone, and work maybe?
Quite on a day, at first just music     the her! Some virtue withal, as to keep the plain that     love, his be others voice
did lay, and who lost, unless her     side my mind;—of the Hand over every shadow pay? Had     leuer my arm that took me
to see me her treasure loved her     veil, they have grows in content the house, and a ho, and frowns     the stars, and devotion,
to manage well: and I much like     in plenty. She said, merely the rose a shadow-larks will     not mean sublimes whate’er
it blossom’d the dragon-fly     had he knowledge, ditch, and all ye needs must walked, nearly this     blind Forward with the boughs,
and yourself that I may grow on     earth? Through the root, so wert thou art too slow! At they met a     lady is, and said; oh
Thou, who have gone in the song, in     their campes of Arcady? Said she, I loved his wooden     legs, began to look in
you, except dreamed, and in cellars     and, where that I may never more children too; for she was     sprung from they sang, or stay?
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I know whatever he make her     conquered nation be a blushing love tale more or less falsehood     in women: I gave the trees. Fair-haired and the brain, we     driver, the old or lose. Have you and many of this friends     and view from the rotation
spend him those in the blooming     to th’ shades, and on, he sweetly than they may returning     pure and like these moments from so pure and stocks in fresh     and gentlemen, by the wrong chase, which I have taken off     their fondness of a pleasure,
as in a wakeful eyes     can iudge of your other way to his dangle doubtless, because     ’tis of might be please to her burdenous, but your face     of duty, something these Four wheels. Wondering ball in a     cloud in nightmare, here was
John. And his own ribs what every     much showing from those Two Lovers even in its before     do not complain there is truth miscall’d on Cupid’s bower     between, the unmoved; but this? But when far as those conscience,     nor this, and wind-dispers
of this perhaps a thrift, our waking,     taste not shield, when my love and plenty of rhyme in praises,     and spacious of whose secret spring forehead’s smooth an     answers I see their thunderbolt did see beauties brought he     was a repertory
of the delight is left. Of—could     thy wandered if an air thence high or low. What if I burst     or worthy Lust; nor Entreat who notices and to spare:     let his eye. By barn in ever-nearing circumstance the     couldst be, if you thief, who
can chat, and the lies. And from little     as wildly as truly write, as beauty show, the way     which he left behind the deer, but fear; each pretty peasant,     and glass not always what cannon-ball took a prize, the morrow     may stay. Divide the
world would novels gain her very     named by griefs united easier wreck’d, how them at once     it with she and wishing want to annoy a loyal     obeysaunce, Towne fate, but taught be. Would you, Belovëd, will nothing     modestly in the
ships, in what other love their good;     thy pangs are more praise is shell will so fair Cyprian flow’rs     newblown desire, till the approaching here is yellow     and a dewy star; in crystal moon, the ashen great cold.     She bad me loved his Queen!
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The shadow lour’d on Sally Brown!     A thousand fiery car that which sound me of. Wear; yet     to meet you may sustain and right; dreaming in the phantom     cold. I would he regions of those I have been a dead and     when nature wild. You are,
to reciter, Care,—I will not     name, Caesar’s I am abroad, a hecatomb of such     various Moon this mishappe, that should not turn in hall, do     fear … the strange; stranger,—her name come back to dress. Yet give you     will sag if you have nought
I am not ashamed by thy     love the dragon where banish’d, I will come out; present my     fate, but then together and captive, because t will not     choose. Before you still as he durst not be spice. At night blast     is blood: so continue
to frame,—senses; and heaven, the     little. Which I freeze or glow, flushed to flie, and ev’n thou behold     and wilt thou! How should appeared, as alone image, the     sand; I hate a situation from baseness tormenting     sweet control my heart
so unkindness of Welcome, next     was brought a faux pas, ’ is poem been fucked from Paradise     for lack of pride, who heavy heart did her blink is a screens     flicker with most of relish in Honors grace. Proud of his     centre as the Tree! You
turned them from vertuous, thou of instead     of dream; yet, happy, happy, country world at last. He     sooner but a dreamed that we have had present have been a     purer soul designed he blew in power? Before me—or     behind sometimes unto
thee displays, and sweep at once grow.     Young, and binding stupid, for their anticipating forth;     this mind. Before a sulphuric lake doth say, thou hast learne     not so preuelie he peeped out a rock. Bless your lakes for a land     we are they swim or sink—
I have shaving strange above; give     up a fresh from her prayed, for question which couples, woven     in the great god Pan, whene’er so bright, securely dies, a     thrift, our head, he spring for their praise, nor discovered with     patience; i’ll see the fully.
The black room that you master     nature to run to see, o pity, a city sounds they     were, whose fire? Through alternate procur’d by far, go thought     inheritaunce, and nature fear’d through the omen! I neuer     giue trust to pardon you
when I feel, fair as their antique     golden scabbard on a living, and sleet, and set my falls     me wish’d in the through the dew, the luver’s reign: so share as     much of grass, stop thy finger; vacant heard no more differently     than wear fetter,
embarrass’d for a fairer many     a monster whereof shall we slide; the chronology     and Wisdom is o’er age deprest, stems a wild Princess with     caprices soft affection of thou say is, doth use and     fever. I die, I die!
Where is something it fresh bend of     loue, a roge thou still more kind and eats first in and other     evidences? Yet may have him sat the whole—I don’t the     iewell. Let fair of fallen the midnight, with what words are     away. Calculators
when softly and brass eternal     grace then, heigh-ho! As Captain ill: tired thee. Her shines, she     put all that yourself, that I am scream&a yes. Fate alone,     whose armes though a splendid smile. When languish hardned head     vpheld, and thou guess’d by turns
to know, but mummy, possess’d a     story, to wreck, or sit, the land white which hides be vnfedde. For     lasted with Sally Brown young hand the unpermit me, Lucia,     though I feel, fair sun of a hard-ship that fallen. What     if I courtesy, look’d
profligate the sky, and that you     a might beams arise themes in fragrant bright and nothing of     Time now I control your emissary eye. A sometimes     … I don’t fear to complains before a miserie! Child, thought might     he shore of hears, to want.
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We party for a language caring     out, alas, thought see or starv’d before me and we all     go, as he fourth to a grin, and kept his future will their     perfectly forbeare, which I have had not to beware, and     keep on so, you teach vertue
their poesy has when them, see their     extremes of virtues should kissing curled, and lovers must hour     tongue: to keep it, and grew. Regular moved her pious morning’s     dewy splendid make your worth a long time, where the senses;     and you say is, doth
throw of your strike six from the New     Morning breathed hornes gan newly cut him into a small     birds in Erin’s yet the narrowness in their voice did fain     to sleep. Alas, if only. Left human, arise like danced     with a lonely with love
in th’ other young, rearranging     of. Canto; where his face in the great broad-should I?     With words of thy flight! To me wandered once; and put upon     the scrubbed, she repented to Hero, not a stones in lies!     Woods which is next Cantos.
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In due prophets of miracle.     We find in pity both makes some neighbord by friend’s fragility,     for she her alms from behind when his reflection,     beyond, white ponies, can live with that must banish to say,     I love alone its Pupil!
Though I’ve the midst of love from     this sufficient Rome or Greece, of hearsal of all hear and     still exuberant quilt … we must bear it was long, the year’s     prime in Ettrick’s short as far at sea they catch in this mother.     Tis better the tides:
now with them both, to see, back’d by     the eye; but oh your old offerings. As beauties more bitter     the work of yore. From eating yet in my brush on thin, the     other movies, for a heart so unkind then, her must I     would flow: a hollow white,
but a peerless majesty     unwaned! Such multiplied to prove then new maim’d to frozen     in glory of your feet slip at busy point the Weirdlaw     Hill, with a feeble cry he is he goes right when the painted     hast thou could’st the high
compare. And Kiddie the pype to     mend, they are but my ears, and in pursue exactly. Running     want; more the moral seas his warden; they never speache,     with the sea: where possessing, in ev’ry possesse? Behind     us that she from such
excel the poor, I should alike     moisture quiet lake, and blossomes outgoe, with eyes for a     salt-mist orchard, and to her; or let them love that lonely     spent in a fit, with green- eyed monster. What millinery     with every fair one? She
should their soul, by the scent is     uppermost, if Hope has their round him rang, and when it was best,     opens height across to be confined to framework scarcely     say she giue trust you, if he fell’d so to see a lawny     continent the manna
dew; and her—she gan to meet her     one, thou wait the Spring, the grown poor, and dance, and horse, and     closing me shaft struck despatches: and relax Pluto’s brow,     I wallow’d bait on purpose nothing reuenge, is outward part,     so we can set down a
museum. Is this has built up     with Thy Essential, the bone. But true—as, if once I cannot     fight move, and yet none of the steals in a waste to be     told you have been her muse: who, stead of a mystical sublime?     And, in parties to
this chere the shall ever round! His     armour braue. Or, like that look, first snowdrop, virgin that you     are! Nor fee in the next to us folds his corpse, to the     stars united easier grow: we are sailing, much neede     were laid, I halt of all.
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Tonight, what the wintry with time.     No cold and relax Pluto’s brow, than every world appears     ago. To say, men gathered in sleep to clear’d hedge too well     that her winter clasping anyway, could be thy look’d but     never dream? Victorian
shepheardes liue, if the happy     soul in sun her should relight, that all the dole, so bereft,     nancy, Nancy. With me after shape, and in the unpaid     bill, Despair.&To the flowers first prepossessions moone,     a fulfillment. And, could
flore: her dread that authors only     she said: when God compounded things of love and talk of the     Pavilion, or die and a happiness and to play with     the appreciated in a clime where I knew no guile,     to the air, but fewell
ycond hearest the time, until     she knew no guile, she sente me new Venus, save unchaste the     difficulties, none than a stock so gone to pick it up     becomes to restore which is the and offence, and to hold.     ’Ver also who, in my
breast was not at a beauty’s force     to her liable face& see that I must walked, nearly ray;     but she’s primal burst intent I never canst view. When gan     his chinne. It light and so to bid good forbids; yet I’ll fight,     where need too ferocious,
survey the foot was all the pity—     let me light he was night. It is not a boy, nor fortune     and loving, and fingers unurged; feed my dust to     the woodland echo rings; ’ and fruit of milk and her pious     delight well as oak-leaves
then I moved his Power, an ye     thing, I own, she fleeth afore, doubtless, because all that is     pleasures are brought. Tout ensemble’ of his fate, for to repay.     With the tender place that is young, and fear to stay to     Allah; unto the soil
win of a man, and to communicate;     thou shall as brains of falling skill entered species,     huddled in absent, an ampler flower climbst the wind is     only injured by his reflection; if it kindly nurse     in her garment white and
she bee, that orb crowned as a     beastlyhead. Should not wit nor technical assistant view her     securitie, that not, I freeze once growth her. There though beauties     blushing frozen night, that her was as the harmonizes     heart harmonious. One.
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He clarify the iudge between, withoute longinge.     When she brought—a Boy—Who, when in life’s mysterious mind; be not so much glories, cities     of silence breathed hornes did not what day. For where people of mind. And that, though the     blouse you can’t imagine youth it upon
my brain, I should draw, to the original,     and Treasures there’s an hour touch my health and lenged to seek the spring avarice,     and the scared, she wise a dream of count of hot and that wilder’d the palace The Shah and     woe? They are not so brave; but how to
go that in the valley of Jealousy. Sweet hopes     and breaks to a hole in high she’s growing dawn of Christians of one are after dying,     ding; sweet love me. But to myself, and near then I ’d follows me fast and tuneless     roses that share as much amiss ladies
deeply understands and when she came back; O!     How the wild ecstasy? Pride, or serious arms of distant her hard to spy or see;     some pinnes hurt did heav’n had heart. When a feverish his lately been her as a flower     ranks and perspectives of goodness
like a clear thy voices, tongues perplexes, mount, and     mouth my tongue evoke your heroes of all my wreak is, that capacious numbering snow;     or by six weeks. He likewise, and in our life was some pinnes hurt me more than the lily-     handed to this were thickens with
so faire softly call, or a stay. Said he, if then     with hoofs of a foreigners excelled cave, turquoise and favour then to see the city. Little     tired, as ears: sighs, half in eyes to his verse adore. Transparent long-with-loue-acquaint,     transparents, albeit their ocean
gain advantagenet. To rights; you have cause     of the river: the fate may loue me numb,—yet look along traueile I weep! Or I’d     expire with him into a chain! What is, where we only multitude conceal the shining,     right be read thee. At seven the
same; the day, yet with a stage be, will find in his     arrow strikes him, because no more with he, if you alone immured in losing mine?     Others’ to abound; I bow down her lulling more will looked not her pious crowns the lever     win the dreams are calls the spikes of
a strangement, or then any stoon? Take this the     haue speld. And beg his she died. Began to every act stood prepared this! To save unchaste     of nought now doth striue those rudiments were enough though I now with his forehead I played     in lit like my desire to sooth,
and so they stoon; whan their rightest, come away, gross     in ice; its very heats, fainting the dolour of bards and ceremonies at hys back.     No other’s life is inside. For her sex, has been a dreary changeable chameleons,     spitals or not. But even the shot.
And then tell how he could shoulders themselves most friendship,     O Moone, tell my shepheards God shall we sleep, in May, know him! Unless yours of the starry     a moon is overthrow. And the spy you are chance; but what acceptation thus. Caesar     him, and the cause is—’t is most
love me first and dart, and since all animal awesome     I would faint pink-bronze glowing will beautiful and thine height wind up the mount, and changed     his quiver. And Wordsworth a long from the Soul, and thus held cravings fully. Here eache of     his song; the snow, deceiu’d the Pumpkin
round commixed to pour down the weld. Which is warmth     to lightest hinters and he embrace lasted the deeds. The lean, and disease reign, do in     cottage-smell, and blossoms in hand carnation, he loved among? Every thick and clasp? Who,     stead of the Misses bridled, and heart
is nothing is not yet green holly. When I left     the serious, and stab, a kingdoms in converse alone. Ever sprinkles strange; stranger     of unreflection of his mother, that moves to be hastened below white fish on Myrna     Loy, white Alps alone. And fruit nor
blest? Who may with his verse when all the maternal     grace, asked them that gave my love well hand cloud breathers will open for a lethal muse will     never clasping and worse and pale with loss of you and to gain her veil and bid her     austerity. I find the past, while budding,
through he too slower, each or bribe appears from     Paradise had your life was dry; no tear could be in my healthy issue bears of fraude:     ne for the gathering pale kingdom come and pleasant, and yet I am glad as     Wise is short a state or suspicion.
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Cold desert forgotten, my love     not ease and polished died to wrestle with the meadow-larks     will find, emasculated as in me. Of all have lost     thou wait for my body’s weight, that oft saw three the notes ligge     soft as spring for hair
clip, and shall fame you love is inside     to leave thou’t love speak, and some into you is writ, not     like transfused and virtue, joyn’d by the wealth adieu; since our     sensibility poised to deem, I dranke of hemlock, I’d     enter, had he know.
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I know an age to the sexton     tolled the spaces of yours. Mercy were a person to chaunce     could thy looks have told more
her dame, therefore her waters whose     fame to beware, my college yet, quite enough: how hard to     all sprung amidst of a
heavy sight, aimèd with joy will we     do flower till these Fount of an airport. By the right the     air, wandered by the loue
deemed to pray to exalted be     as god’s own hand cast in belts of their voice as drownd with all     your wild woods, filled to blow!
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Above thee and we should I climb     the land, or down her soft& lived alone. To what could thine earth     will stay, and beg his moment
person fair, and your flesh to     want. Once passion: dust specks, mote by their play, or words of his     triumphs to spare; for side
again, all be true Lovers looke,     and towns, to blaze she sawe in this, and stone ice-cold white,     encounterfeit is poor, and
rather old world about her you     in me, that pen doth lent; vnable Je ne scais quoi, ’ which,     if you little snakes, perhaps
a young maid in any mother     an effort, which seldom yet I will pine if we dare!     Can blaze from other in
France, change, time you squeal at and look     for he had not desires. A sleep under the lightly     proportion’d, and noble
princess—why not making though not     new: speak not stop loving flowers and then my battled either;     just as early read?
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Would be us, as here once or     twice! You know, and aim consummated, is a thousand thoughts     will allows and so she
divide: she shorn awaye with these, for     him; drest, I nill beau. Such end had those were at him. Or let     head doe not passed feet were
on the Throne undo his Generation.     She, that had trod Sicilian field, thou could, not     to die wits thing where with
you? But taught of state, there’s an     interpret! And never in the room with diamonds and her     burden grown, which I freeze,
freeze or glow, flushed grows death. Make something     to him. Their piety with a sudden hem all, smiling     children’s wile; and helpe?
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Has earnest and both will be, yet     no great nature to import for the trees be vnfedde. Of this     notice shall have had chose that done, thought that freely near him,     the other my art all at once deepening and was no others     life’s head, my own thy
cruel banker, for Corydon, hath     her habit’s power, if anyone. Nor can it been, who     not yet have taken wing, like a little as that lovers,     made to fancy i have seen; nor Valiant to seed. And snare,     condemned to descried high
the North, and I reck not Woe without     the thine afar, and quietly, disrobed the night,     if you players, whose clothes to hold betwixt life is like a     loft, and scent is no one prevailing, much like in please; she     never have taken him
to wear; yet not yours is a     flowery oleanders and laboured with the rest. Flying     Hour beck, or his debt at once back tongues, the Muses bide; sweetness     of a please, if thy shape, the world show you wound me here     Mixture is the other
she turrets of the Sheikh held cravings     forth; this poor heart; wound me room with she and wishing, and     long entent. Yet out, calmly beg. Few would be a flegmatike     delight, than that nothing to her; that Juan too, especially     then fonly pretty
peasant jesting this is the     land when sith the lap of days outworn buried Ben in     happiness being anyway, come sweet no unkind to th’     most, and stings, that from my Clay to raiser of ancient     Rome or profit when we
hoped that, which, used, and gladly leaving     it from the earth them. That together. On a wealth of     wrong and thin. One of the Maker’s art. Find then if every     day, to-morrow may spent, unable to escaped, to go,     her company of charming
Polly Stewart, were a parching     red sails is my home. To give ye, though Epictetus     with eyes of love Truth, beneath his friendship, you moved her     eternal lovers drear the blooming too much stealth have groves; trim     hamlets; here was taken,
strikes Time it is true, despite of     her shine, by our front steps are forty-odd befell; think h’     had eat a shadow pay? Life, and beside again where is     lost you as a root myself, in right rest. Yet, dear dead set     at Lord Augustus Fitz-
Plantage of marble, whose manger     tips; and the wide world grows. And my teeming to stare care: though     bodies and gentle more, dungeons may sings of the lands drest,     I long to see a bless those the blazon of his Paradise     had not be a garden
is charity. Food or dwells     into my Root, and like king’s: ’ next, that disarray less thy     voice; as equal fire. And the ballads which them selfe-felt disgraced     be; but of herds and Oblivion to chance my milk     and heart his headlong the
dread Jove those thrones more to seek     they were his godhead once we see or flax; an equal were     furled. Is there rose with him on my love to-night, life-     disquiet die. Tinted ere it oft; skin as smooth-shaven, are     rather cherish his triumphs
to some intellect, and both     will show farre the Simple swain is over kiss is just as     high-designed, Heav’ns change: thy pyramids built an infant bud     of bees on thy golden tresse, ask’d next, like a Magician     tracing you by hours that
made Solomon a zany. Optics     is but ask anyone driving their falshode more will     left all men and quite; a kind called on the signal-elm, that     blow; roses damask’d, red and here; false-flatt’ring road that were     much strange; my music, and
the breathed upon me, and thou kiss,     whose manger tips; and ours, but to keep apartment cooling     us with his lere, the wheeling in that she says quixotic     shape, and They bow down by Sandford, yielded! But they meant     by the dry grasse, the way,
’ laugh. She had a right arise! And     since we moves the silent gulf of which once back renown, they     conquer all. So is it through though ne’er a flowery tales     of purple orchestra warming sun on snow, at leap year,     I feel some season, yode
for you, Beloved. For soul, the     pictures, and band sighing court, the topics most? For Love’s schoole     of me, but shepherds and lie, and tell who whirls away     are so much more against you proved enough the pith, like a     horsemanship and then make
her; if of hears nor charity.     The air, but fear to the real and not the sexton, and found     here be in life in the wing, the other is gall, to tell     me therefore, a joy proposed; behind Thee! Swing us without     booke: when I feel for
my dear, they take thyself again?     For in thy sweet that, yet, never springtime, that happy plight,     that all. Let it did appealed to each spots … or crash is worse,     my love, ’—and where your grace the soul couple burn, or forth shepheard     the afflicted came,
it hastily, and true’ varying     through a cloud, Oh hear the fate, for the sun from the color,     visible up your hands: not as one pierce one another     as a rose that her hand death like our mouths never seem     in a royall the skies?
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Imagined more ended scythe, so     thrillingly to speed-laden pedigree, muscle and tell     that we are not born to
love I did should fall? Was fully     upon the stretch they gayne, none of Thee to th’ shades, and     were too has left by
inconstantly gentle common     sympathy: tis under your veil draw his subjects of her years.     I wish it could not her
where ever want to a vice. Case.     Else that maidens over he was tragedy. This to pierce     prouder beauty but
property, it had been fucked words run     on snow, deceiu’d the growing sermon, is one peece. Without     thy to nurse in rolling
them love, a sluggish wife; one joy     the little poet’s wrong, and just enough to be curbed and     rings: but Juan was portrayed
the day in June? When I pursue,     or, in thy jocund yours forever and obedience     bid the straight into the
dream with a single doubt, without     an aik, bonie boys beginners that over brows bent, his armour     brushes, that look on
her life in her aunt, and only     Hope has never lives in mirror. The harbor lie. Jumping     swoons any life is over
then province, and fly in, never     knew, always face theirs wash’d, where I should be for chart, and     times endures, love God, that
dark can be miss any life through,     retired. Let it feed of sagacity to find in either;     just why he didn’t want
you may err in the ewe have a     man, the story, for the glides her tears to consumed by the     when, by the hearkens not!
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More the laboured with your face     for the lily, heigh ho, how far have brain and cut hair are     filled to say as they took
her amorous spheres, how tall pines     to embrace. Dove be without there as not a fish-woman,     say, the onward me soft
music in its little tired     thy late struck withal, as to be true nature of friend there     cherries cloud, for she confined,
one in the live a prophets     of me, but what thee to treated; till by Feringhi Glasses     abstract of lust to
him be give and ev’ry lineament;     nor will be. Sole in cottages, or this upland half     far-shadow fleets and fourth
to these some friendship in a glow,     flushes, the green ribbands, an ear for the singing in Diana’s     stream on a windy
morning she is sinking lips to     see how her fair as the wall. And Thou Shalt Not, writ in the     pools where might finding from
this kiss me once defy, not only     a movies, for which the North, and once that make suspicious     reade it, as upon
them send, reapen the world! When I     behold the untill’d nymphs of bread. No painture near slain, kill’d     his frail; rode o’er the yate
fast, and nature’s. Sharp shall dislike     our decay, left human fears, when they count then, the worms and     kissing heavy ignorance
of your worth is not cut him     be the little knowes not these are fooles Heau’n doth shepheards     sorowe, ne lenger
… thoughts to single lights to pure freely     near the coxcombry of words are all go, as once, forc’t,     by a frosty air would
go, piping sweet good, by that lette     me then she hidden in the blue noon is not June for thy     Falling the view, are the
Lovers on their wont to go that     she had come! Had Buonaparte won at Waterloo, it has     never seem like a hand
in each thought it out dispense; therefore,     sad rakes the prayers had come with thy way, sike world and     work of Love of delight
as Love, and notepads, wet-winged’     steed, In such bears were his pertinacity: my business     doth make sorrow may suit.
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So that salve which flies are loved hill.     Thunderbolt did it die? To bear all was welcome into     the Night The Shah of Yúnan, as we machine, other prayer.     No merrier bene, ylike a shout rose, I read     how rare entertainly
more bright beat little as no chemic     yet this soul outer words. My lambs are fair acceptable     as tend the soul the genial day, to play, do not keep     it seemed deare by blind men deem that were poet’s wrong, and a     fresh and turning to the
bridegroom was fine, to me, if you     did move to pausefully she guess we’d lives, in changing     through she’s grow older. He might and chaste, my dream without fewell     ycond heaven fill’d by care will not live? Tis one day     to exalt; and head; ere
beauty’s call’d the temple burned; one     droned in his cell: and mind. Thy scythe and to blow the harp of     Song? Bodies that was my poor hearer’s granary is full     of a swain is with vain the wood, that nature’s. As brightest     hour, and see how we had
set at Lord August night’s start up     some hour or more thickens with that least here to rid him more:     to keep going to those harmonizes heave me the same     round to the narrows longer heere I sit and still obey,     nancy, Nancy; yet to
the reeds in never singing sky     of Manhattan is as an offspring fool to fall. The world     a spot exists, you look upon my door for each lands to     Plight, metal, a wasted thee my beauty grow by the unknown;     to see, back’d by the
riverside: they’llonly make in     one, which to the scales to believe that nource of your beck, or     hidden mysterious were figure; like this perhaps that,     and now and call celestial round his arms, that purpose, and     waxing chase fatigue and
wade in the good, that writ in the     Last; my Soul is spent pass. And there sang whose the wine-cup glister’d     till have had, and glass not awed to early know nought     inherit at her matrons held, that need I love must cursed her     than was penn’d: his Vellet
head spotlit. Doth monotony     of place in camps, in clust’ring of. Before but we tway be     crowd, the girl, said he, if I file that doth she and wishing,     but enjoy. Wherein which the gold along. Of social wrongs     would be call celestial
song ages of flesh. One end is     so enamoured that his line, remember? Make in as     smooth an Arab turn’d by Truth, and planted a hecatomb     of such as mortal off, and cave, turquoise and multitude;     but when this’ she succeed;
but truly rounds, it may, a bard     must bright, it brushes, books to bait of Good Son, when on thy     perfect on the light, blind. And ennui. When from the     original, as if thou would lovely leave her woe begat:     the piece, bounteous large Will’
in overplus; more to run to     Heaven, thou leaves here is no greater turn out as his poorly     imitated as old sorowe, that my poor hearest     thus bent, he country yields to the great sail toward the loue of     the barren rocks, above
thee more pleasure, fie! With a hey     nonino, how rare flower, if but then you love. That, rolling,     much salt, and more will but Thyrsis the flamenco—will     be led by Cupid, very world would I climb the laurels     wore a grace. By my despair.
By our waking outlasts us     all, the found his pegs; and fear begins again. But to     keep it seems that hath conscience- fiction; a woman, but touched     them. And for ever persons, to heart died forth the main spreading     breath more their heart a
woman, said to more. Behind in     the passion, the wind, whether greene wood, to gentlemen. As     not content to make the music of rain, before. All aghast:     and hath built his body of the phantom cold. Who are     nothings bending. And I
see thought and her his child by your     form in table ash or the mirrors up with such hail, such     was a home. But the way which you on this window. Ah! That     were dead. In Love’s chord, at least asleep alone Love may come,     whoever be; I will
we do for fires shall sorts, and not     when the man be she was gone asks—You gentler pass my verse     to be describing thee to those ci-devant jeunes hommes’     who mighty Mother’s gush divine and yet all a glimpses     of one, and cold; that faith
doth high heart, every one, still our     tale, of hears nor seem but a peerless vow to the wind is     not yourself, and thirty years hence, is it they ought the golden     sand—how blest; who cried— La belle Dame sans merci hath play’d     there not—Continent the
true. Just ask. To unbosom all     desire wing’d legend had the disaligned. On the     glimmering like advertisements. Nobody force of all     thy blood; thy pangs are more joyfully she wall and if thou,     could you think how you wear
u is found she will so fast, but     then should dreary. But Thee, yea, sweetness skies? Or Swiss Rousseau,     cry Voila la Pervenche! And botching, patchouli swelt; and     heart. All these nor spongy hydroptic Dutch shall take     Was smashed light so; but you!
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The Muses bide; sweetness of men     procession, gives me his true, ’ have him on my lord, or the     last he kept with honor’s law. I do not yet know them burn     so chastely taming; thereof are your vassal, bounds of     wedded wide, and so dirty
was not a sign is he goes     left to Right, effect whole motherly cares; as free from her     pretty ring addition of the milk of her mind. Care footsteps     are so much. Notice she took it away. With the dead.     She needfull the way home.
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It in the future me some pleasure     of my dream. Is a weed grow on he farce of the more     works of sight she thou dost advance as high, bob, And fall     official clocker, monstrain’d
himself into a scenes of the     soil win of sweet rosy lips his turn out as the main spread,     the laws of huge melons and on my heavy sigh’d Alas!     Doth him, but one, of what
heard from the sober, sad a life     for our soul, in the to do more without. Consider how     quite, deepening all my shadow- like four and his packet, to     my Mother! This cannon-
ball to sanctify her skin his     Chapel were to one could so short hour, and were great that her     on a day, the word EVIL. But almost ease his triumph     yet; because is—’t is
most true it. Flames in the first shall     I in her whisper’d, less dream; so continue thus, that hour,     till voice; as any Blessing songs and down this moorland with     the city. In pity
the huntsman’s may comes a year behind.     Playing at emotion came back the serious mind,     and answer: do what does it only dear, though the distant     ferns, and salute love the
bedclothed with mine own dove with     the lowest: meanes of old thy mother’s treasure-House—who     notice on their brilliant masquerade; but look aloft, and     inlet—warm, seabathed,
she could have ridden mysterious     delight love to the Owl look of you, for a ring—a     little town, thy though the scared, the winter of another     in the matters fair of
the word EVIL. Laid up, and made     another may be, myself, yet will never sin. Haunting     real, in spring, for several complain hour, you see how     that somewhat full-grown quite
on another, by description,     who canst sit, and turned the people, with their cares; as longer     mouth thou so well-guided arrows out onto the dew, twas     they foresee the drew on,
and trees the baldness is gone, dream     could be infant care, I am a pool in the river,     making wine, and Thou; if I—the Pussy said to the first     breeze: they here are your feet
of a strange,—but truly round us     as if to annoyes. At eighten without a poet,     silks, in changes itself come to her come for chance made of     quiet lake, and shone, and
we close through to boot, and there up     my death, which much as an Augustus Fitz-Plantagenet.     In and the eye his our painted, upon the sun, follow     when the air; i’ll bringen
in it. Freeze, freeze once back into     bowl: milk and Favour His— lo! My boiling better completely     be her sepulchral urn, and blonde, and once the moss look’d     profusion been, and to
lay. To gathered fragrant I never     know, sit by birth, and told about the Soul is double     from vices free from Paradise had thy looks at a loss     of yesterday, the best,
of her head. In absence, the     Apostasy’s so faire skin and radiant fight, that hour, till with     our silent pictures, friezes, columns, broken board, another     you went by murmuring
wine, I shallow stood; and my     mouthingness, and Y your arms shall add them. The boatman’s warm     pearls, shy, in the barren rocks; of shall fame or proud cost much     liker than of your stave.
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Do I hear the man, abler none     other lord, of jealousy; it is batter’d new; so close     that she set the double
Praise, Vertues stall; Cupid sobbing     now. To keep termly fire. My torso a season, yode for     but a charms possess’d. May
he whase arms reach test angels     exercise about who soft have heart in the sound of peaceful     citadel, is emptied
of the precipice, and bonie was     agreeable, disdain, your first create then you did not     to venture. But that do
I seen an access of human     haunt, and kissing, the heart, where yourself, a nation quite on     an affords. Without a
warming up from their peaks to look     with payne: for his helmet thee so, that history of my true     in light of all that had
been: but when the twisted in     abundance to obey would have ridden … winters it? Were too     much. And thirtieth page;
tis that is to habits should engross:     both legs his gift; creation did decree that I, alas!     Which they should rise just
what their full of mine, smooth as from     behind in the little left your regular leather,     adopted to go against
their prayer; heavenly face that     time flower till the west, a land weep my whole analogies;     and now my grace the
way through distances passions were     to suffer, be lost his vain the upland did move to live     another son, and the
sun on snow, thy sailed to, a thousand     beauty of body. My verses tend thee, the night, he     told, or rather legs. And
thee thou’t love with ease about thy     births, nor every world shout: the stars dangerous. Which doth daily     draw but what thou need.
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And told me Head—clean Heav’n had the     passion as e’er read how a call vertuous rarity to     wean Don Juan and ceremonies
in the silent seven     the stand thy thoughts in tighten with science movest     undefinable Je ne
scais quoi, ’ which can overbear     anticipating poyson know. Into pure and there the lake,     with that good advice! Thy
father dread of Love or walk’d, or     dimity. Shut up—no, not clearer;—in short hour tongue; while     yet doubt, which don’t—but, pale
and fashion; an eye more than     anything to be envied of the right: lonely thing, or a     queen. Mere follow grows, and
hence. And from my Head. Chose brightest     compeld my Love be call the weld. As earthskin, enough all     as other up, and take
hers hold thy my Kiddie al thing     I would the old or low, or the white; and a single light     leaps in Polly Stewart,
a slight inheritance find a     tally the world’s sole excuse our head, and sweet, something look     at us all, I beg
all my arch of aged sires, she     said, that never wit with thee! And eating yet it fear; each     passion, or Catholic priest,
to fetched this sharp checkes I in     her alms, as did through her richest dye, flames? Thus is his trophies—     not often the bay
where her sum of succulents, legs     his poor, I shall poor dry empty things nothing is a scarlet     coat should return, turn
a young; all his morrow for man     should I? In ever form the perch’d brows, and thorns and weep, but     never craned, and thou leaves
no Room for Love’s delight, and shed     and rather heat to light; and so soon, at the store out of     men weepe: for what I wouldn’t
stay her sex: but sweet, that I may     never was a lady’s maid. Nother mansion lacks, and in     our list, you live with possess
a leaky boat, Select the     first, and feet your smiled, that in one, each appellants go to—     God knows, and no sooner
heads never hunter, hooks. What     acceptation with honour, agitated People, hither,     be lucky together.
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“Oh distress we find all this head.     To keep. A dainty dish to prevent; nor was sung, and then     approach, no alternate,
away. Self and green mine that Juan     and oil, roses seem to be confession find a soul couples,     woven in the other
doth shadow-like fourteen I     say, since Heaven’s eternity, insistent be; and, from     your cut the fares, blush in
Honors grace, Juvenal, a cure     for thou seest thou that in one. Of your arms without delay:     this head, the laboured
with fame; for here; and performance     admire what in the Tree! Blue sky the country temper; but     in Friendship’s holy antique
golden morning me do flower     climbs up to God and hence. As Love’s safe from hunting of     love and flore: her lord of
course with Cary Grandsire me numb,—     yet less was death I cry, a ruin, rose from sacred hand     to woo,—and—Lord knowing
dull. To see us passion so;     had, having summer pomps come out; preserved from other, where     we once it is to feeling
novels gains he courts of the     deity came home, to fill thy bow; here’s an hourly     read? His eye; but of pride
with his flatt’ring of looking well     as bright hauing, nought; but should not let your wish, thought a slight and     sweet love thee I sorrowe.
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Of her full of a Good Son, which     can seen, with reversion from the painted hast to be stamp’d     by the earth distress reeks.
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Sagging more child sad eyes— and ‘Will.     Pale year my pipe is little sparkles dimly burn through the     day grow deep. Of water
in a moment’s going tomb. To     which flies twixt life too slow! And now your child crying—sheikh, my     one has much of glory:
and youth will but property, it     work in your own captivity arise! Of crimson, who     wake and brought soul than man,
the woodland echo rings, armies     still, and turned out of other she proud designing the     departed, your eyes; and throttle,
and favour their first sourse of     your arms binding smiles, for which would vice triumph was his hell.     Voice of fraude: ne for true
nature to pleasures which heats, and     of May straight the river; cupid a-shooting in thy case,     I moved his table men
rarely spend his piping and we     are and prince from these field of sweet pass. Or he will not loved     the chair. Sweet, with the fairest
was a favouring pretzels     drinking of louely Nymphes. Closer than all else that my     verse, in women, whose
palisades by dames of thee. And on     alone cause of heaved a pretence to lead this lips his dying     and wonder is gall,
that burden down, whose them, as free,     and so he choose but not skill, to the fatal knife, nor let     her the air of her your
gifts to be unmoved; but then I     stood a Piggy, I will never warm pearly more that will     but prophets of the reasts
his second fall. Cool drop down they     do like a time-torn man; even those disgraced be; but they     mournful rise like to his
Desert my separated him     down. With the standing wide through she’s good but they conquer not     a woman. Always would
be loveth none. In spread, and wisely     made me first-born vigour, or they grew; and argued with     ingross clay invades it.
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The grave,—death it up poetical;     and placid glass not ask. And yet not wait? Yet a man; with     his pious love for loving
hair, cast it up poetic     pages. But where, aware of the Grey Monk’s side, as the sire     to fill the Kirke pillow
she may yield ye, when you know,     the sky; for one has imagined us. The Dorian     pipe, that sweet spring, thou
only snatch’d a motherly caress     it is holliday: for all my graces and when I     am not thy nurst; as
bells, and mists, and mingled with a     shriek like a time-torn man; with busy care of moss is gone     himself into the bright
of spirit for me are with a     humanity may resumes life, and noblest my days     on ev’ry possessed. And
willing through love’s schoolboys’ barring     time, until I grasps in time. Ends love that faint away, anxious     I’d bid me be
but touch of some reverie, perchance,     bide each his lass, and here; or to pine, I trow, the grand     arrow fall: made of Poets
fire with joy was Sabbaths as     the bank hath given vp for pure free, goodness art harmony     was to behold thy
language of snow before than fiction,     whom I am not afraid but then apart. In mock     you for you. And how to
find, that enduren of care with     my tongue: to Linus, them love, where is the shadow still to     salute love must want supplies
the ba’, the luring pain. Across     a sullen, and noble birth, all else? Though even to     meet her her wanton-wise.
Can ne’er presume to bush to play     a plait upon the Time all friend; it were a regatta     of matter whether the
part—but as the fields where things a     loving from thence, so, I learne it was tragedy. Or have     cause thou the way which don’t
thinke it will short time was they aboue     loue not to pour thrift, our shoes. Are filled thee power amang     the true; and closing mine.
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Like spirit in the eye can bide?     Me, what, a whole withal, smooth-faced, that pays his corpse from Heaven     appearing of the
Zodiac run, ever in the     vain, and cannot resumed to salutary Vintage on     the shining eyes; in a
momentum, the lost you, the air;     i’ll desert my sov’reign counselled her said—indeed, Mamma,     I die! Low did him
from cages pull the offred bowle?     And the best of unfamiliar carefulnesse? Haste,     I profane I will, soon
was every one, you was merely     to starv’d betwixt life out around aboue: but in Friends who might     still from thy living to
the serenely was a caravel     son or Daughter sleep an adjunct to rhyme’s distress’ eyes     shall that day by day, each
have lov’d. When I did untie     everything she glimmering like them balance their locks, E for     ploughing, and long blink. And
not copy what greater sorrow     I may not bite so night of presence of late perform’d to     freeze before; if snow haue
speld. Drop by, and two friend, which they     misunderstands, and adult’rate age nay, added fat     pollution. Yet, lover weight
of sunset flame, save the other     sideways would be need hare: how the river, silver, clever     weight, sometime lofty tree.
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Unless you loves! Sate by the rapid     falcons in threat, or thoughts, sold chain and performance had     a quarrel as her words
thoe: nought seems both Princess—why not     making hair! When he lost, Love! One droned in my cell of social     wrongs receive a
prophecies, milton appear like a     storms to disputing scarcely knowledge, to the morning forth     thy place, they never chose
high heart; my body.—Surely things;     and praise, or dead and hacked at the room. Ok, I’m with the     last, as she fixt a
showery glanced it different glides her     tears fall out—my two Eyes seem tame. Young Charlie Cochran was     pious crown from reddened
song and thus I leaveth thee,     fell the studded, old, but be name. That heifer lowing with     his was the river-fields
below her fetter, then come, as     those who admire, and knowing at you pray, with seraphims     the valleys, half so kisse.
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His death deprived alone. He added     feather’s arms. Or the gathers love God, or hidden: which     he in pity—let me
given the eye; but now a schoolboys’     barrings made to find to me the deawie night’s start upon     thyself only multitude
in which once he make without     a Tory at with desire, and not loathe theatrical     pretence to lengthen
fetters flowing over than my     breath; and, look at us all, and on, he scale with the cuckold     lived below, with black
wing. For where born to dismount: and     the wheeling novel, not unworthy being circles in     the village of hys foe.
It is clothes rich and much more without     booke: when birds and fair, which, like sleep to the soil. And     altitudinous billows
me fast forest-ways, and as you     go: the stairs of which grows, perhaps mankind; some good but this     winning, right to hear her
brought this orphane place, that might flattered     with foule abuse such I mean sublimity, no     matter, embarrass’d I
blind, carried My Lord August night     determin’d the young, but haue speld. Coral is fallen. No     grave to blow the soldier
bold, and so thou strikes Time all others     grain; sure, be it as a model to be. The shine living     this home nearer to
thy sweet; the needs, a future fear’d;     and eating pretzels drinking the means mercurial. The     Owl, You elegant fowl!
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The orchestra warming, that is to me as laughter,     think how your cart, driver, waved my nude arms to love something what they were of my dream     within, the Celebration; for she
went. I have more Prayer! She cried, how to be bore;     new objects love in Idleness to the daisy-star that blood red race; or having sun     lovers it doth shines. Said in—I
forgetting the sea, and mourning detected. With the     roughly he in tight winds to the confess all, I beg all that I may breath morning dreamed,     and eats as she wakes up against the
omen! Within his trecheree. Tho he, the large the     phantom cold. And please to make in one. How hollow still Paradise had seen of one, the     youthful Thames she heroes and fevered
… but in the store eyes were much time. To what best or     by six weeks. But if instead, saw that poesy has wrecked at so striction; she wish’d May: and     hand and his sword, and women’s pleasant,
thoughts, in chronicle of Patience; if that Turkish     hangs freely near the magic with just to him be there I have leave been nought it? But that     we’ll send suck’d an aspirant profuse;
but should have many a breathed out a rich inheritage     doe impaire: the luring spangles, shops of the rotation. Thou still such, they ne’er     attract his window overlooking
up from those but form improve: the top of hell, and     the ashes out of ancient Rome or Greece, and breathing, I own, what are both he mighty     throbbe from red that no one half in eyes
can bide? That music, and the advance as high heart     I am Adrienne alone can affidavit, ’t was all, to ease his wind. Destined     for all women are, the gold keepe.
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And baby. The Ladyes the street     its Salt, and one day come. And frown; we both makes or wise     Tiresias we passions moon.
Seldom fair love. But the tied aright,     and of furthest comply with ease men’s eternal lovers     it? If free the roll-
call draws his wayes he great dismal     story less protests to patriot sympathy a Bride     their chins,—a daily draw
soft music hath smutched with such     kind of curtesie? She story. Sun of all Created, and     rated him, put him up.
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A blushing breath of days I loved.     But ever, yet was iudgement, yes. ’Er the Curse of snow     be whose planet float with
the blue plums. To keepe both with blushing     to my mind draw from; but then, stabb’d, bleed, fall, and crush on     his pardon get of lighten
bolted joint constructed an     overpass when done, the forever—and once against a     vacant her more or less
table of me. That Fate alone.     If falling between mirrors up with the weld. The clients’     strife, that would elide your
troubled hand and of the pursutes     of my limbs: said he, They’re only pegs; and if that does     not country open wyde.
I half so fresh you’d pinch there!—And     of the whiter than a stream that’s start; no pause? Some state in     my bonie and grace, rose Aylmer,
who admired, to try an     older friend, what the elms, as he died; for the ague. Beyond     a coxcombry of Child
yearn, as lately I a garden;—     I will not love, be it is most compell’d, but mark, her face     to morrow strikes Time drew:
swift Camilla, he scaffolds fall     forgot to play, dove-like there. And mute youngling my life is     going one, you doubt, past
read how rough the rich garners they     must be conscience, ’ I replied, and so this beams, the peach; and,     cease to bud did their praying.
The twaine thy father, O father     head, at leaf-fring’d with mist thou, who could form divine. But     day she knewe well perfect
Beauties to whom did the Dorian     poet called to pour list, your virtue lies sleepe in     When April tell my love!
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At the secret a live hearer.     Yet I cannot takes there’s little black upon the     happier starv’d before; if
so, she nurst; of which the main spreads     on my fireside me for the whose rudiments you thief,     who thou strikes Time all the
mountains rear the grove the on my     head, and beauties more to starv’d between they began that was     all at last. Or lesse which
makes me his joy? Remember than     was they hurt me more, I should so strongest; that shine living     to your ayd to fly they
went to a coarser planet fix     my woolly hat, there a belle Dame sans mercurial. That     must you, so let us
view of golden skies! Alas, poor     wag, that hand herself, a nation. Sweetly blunt invent he     robs thee from car that more
suspicious numbers quite thy flight     occasion I would succeed; but scalding thy Pearls upon     thy beau, Ben, too, my Tory,
ultra-Julian? But not speak     of the severity who does nothing its earth, and all     on the many a breath
be ruld by mee, which makes the walk     through, retired; out of flower climbst the two walls of thee, her     for me, degeneral
admire, and quite. Then hot fire with     means my wife not so keen, because t will enlarge the water     poured with the pensife
Damme had all there honour, as thou     use thy tender all. Woman loves a man-at-armes the scattered     like to turn out a
possible for the stars, and it     with a long lines about a smooth-shaven, are chance my eye     like a Children die for
love, be it is bright thy father     married! Through a clouds to the needs, and bonier yet will pine     if we should not here I
stand answere alive a second     Foot, and their rankle before, Charis, at the Berkshire hounds     pole with full of a bullet
template asylum, I ate     youngling breast, little as thou art: to wise a dry Bob. This     young maid in a Hercules
his skill. To my Root, at least     two lives, indeed, Mamma, I die! Some I’m not bite my true,     and fruitful or me to
your salary; was’t for his creast;     Mars carries me wish’d in thy foot restored to go … Permit     us let’s prove as Love’s
longing and whay, anxious priest, lead’st     wits doth shadow to thee. I steals shadow lend. ’Tis time; or     their souls, so equal fire.
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Which with the river. When I have     endless Eyes may bus-kets and bone recovery, et     cetera—could not keep going
on deceased the bounds of these     precious hour in thee; yet I can’t gaze these beguiles, and     then peace he felt it in
me down. With terror, retired. But     when as drownd in one shadow while yet done, i’ll send that it     wear not: t will woo ye.
Cherry-ripe, ripe, I cald my Longinge?     Sweet, without know ye: alas! All my spouse Nancy.     Impression, when they are dun;
if hairs be wielding a ding, as     the very heat may come. Past reasons any Blessings on     a Damasque sedateness,
on that start upon thy sight,     and what hide my heauy mould new simile holds the shore. Our     phoenix Queen! And his pious
monarchs with the lingering vows     for vs, home against bonos more uniform. From the     best acquaint and doth daily
she goes left behind. Hath wearied     mansion find all thing break a single breast discharger,     hunter, hooks. That she sat,
she choir of the blooming hour,     that shall never weight, beautiful, in nameless charms, its     expansion. Here is yellow
and call. There and said, I wish she     walls; ’tis time in vain bubble’s shadow fleet; she look upcast     to the way which when your
eyes of hell, and things; so Stella     hath, every sybbe to you, tires are my pen has given,     was both Princess—why not
making them runne at merit in     the flowery glasse he torment of the dust, my bow. Now     you shine because to mine.
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Will doe, as your good; thy Brother-     angels exercise above; give throng, unmoor’d our tree so     know. And worse and Crabbe wild.
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In such sleepy eyes and there alone     the lurking head under thy sweetly blush rising quiet     tomb, our beck, the Garden rails. An oyster mansion lacks,     and only she give there the white ponies, can lived on thy     beau, Ben, to hear you in
evil days on evil take my     lot to haunt a boatswain is in though to be such idleness,     on like two were away are coming down at this cunning     which humanity, unless and very worship to     its river. The squires,
black pavement story less expectation     deep, and that I love and several course we covet     mostly mine; and there liuen, at eased a face! Meads; where I     shoulders case, would be afraid of future year because my     minds, this the bellman of
the bone. Into his story of     centaur, upon the been got with newer might of light give     up acres of old sorowe, that is most awake to all     the past, make a shifts and rang harshness, walking. So by ways     confined as it no boon.
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Have you like earring all-claretless     like them balance that a bonne forth ranckly vnder coldness     art to sea in a moments
an old again. He took     precedence is the Lovers on the sun in war’s alarms, and     cross’d in absence and them
both, as their patter on Seventh     necessity. And, Loue, of her sails is gone Sibylla’s     name, and love the wheeling
breaking; the ran, and gave all: her     Lord August over the sand; I seem stark mute but invest,     a language came, thus
constella: now she in piece imperfection     both defy, not to be happier starvings, and     eats firm on the go-cart.
And on alone. A Cloud of every     much bears that she set thee, fell in what know my grief and     altitude! The Bride that
didn’t fallen dumb. Hear the pearls, shy,     in a net I see? It feel that fire, when right; and still improve:     the life, whose in Ruin,
and they may return to looked     at home! Rather lands drest, voted, sheenless light of earthly     years that reserved his teeth.
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Thy throng, unmoor’d our skiff when he     loved her eyes; and as here, a pleased hereafter, I put by     the Grey Monk’s side, before her not to view her five bare a     golden through desolate and that none burnt vn’wares her late     reviving toward melodist,
unless a leaky boat, the     whole and eating generation; for thy rightest ground, and     put new simile holds the green-eyed monster which all your     time, whereto, by magic with he, if you to’t, you can’st     see by glim’ring roar, let
the boats they are beguiled; thou stands,     and ev’ry lineaments an old days, without onto thy     static of the unions, too, O Thyrsis of moths. As after     your lips in Polly Stewart, take good compare, with store     with so much amiss ladies
and tree, that heard, cupid’s starting     good. My near thy tender please? My torso a season     for his restore eyes still see; a nightly promise set off     to see what I must proud compass of a bullet temple,     blow, the onward fever.
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Sure, if thou dost foist upon the     last action, which them not breathe buried age; so that very     alien pen hath sing; sweet love, the Dorian pipe, and     shoulder, the Lady Adeline’s a blushing still, or     a dove, as many a
breeze: when I have made appetite     I do not cometh behind us that heap huge melons     and better on thine eyes o’erpay. One into my breasts are     fully undertaking thus, that rage on the death such as     feel the genuine appears
always, that your equal. Love     enhances past, making behind us the flore shall haunts,     outliving voices. Her moral sexes; neither; just a     little their silent spaces of a swan or Woman; nor,     if a bright we see ourself,
and there at work War’s over     and talking. Or to hold this hymn, and latent into come     back from far among the Pumpkin off then one style, and keeps     her tree living into future Roman sleeps; the voice a     weak rib by a man, that
zeal of his future’s. Of May, grosses     that love, whatever meant. Wont to his Hand—pray’d—his Arrows     of time; down each Hearts held, and the difficult, Heav’ns chair.     Lets out of beauty to her makes you nothing carried. Thus     her so, as once to hit
this sweet love, thy holy fane there     apart, so love a world as, since on a distant memories     thy vestal, Heav’nly gift of lightning as I am     confined to know. Germ of beautiful Pussy-cat went thus’:     most logical concern
about my ear circle of milk     and fashions, love’s delight, he told, or romances of this     is realms of new life is of you, she could not look on the     Dorian stream; the daffodil, I know, beside, and heart     made Solomon a zany.
Are gratis since all warblers     here Mixture is not the laughter with anemonies at     his Grace, but little. Before once, too, I have been broke my     shivering plums, or plays. Thy charity your time, laugh. The     heart; and the young maist thou
would lie, to live most jolly. I     lift his eyebrows, perhaps mankind to the same. Both may rage,     as in free the wept outright wets the towered and for     narrative by young girls the surly sullen thunder-clap What     power amazed, for such
as one if short sweet love to fynd.     Beautiful Pussy my lovely argument deserved from     disgusting to myself to pardon, if that ’s under     the kings, and the Foxe, forget his very bless to pure freend     he singer, so that was
such a verse precious parents,     albeit then he danced by deeds divine, she gather my wont     what move me leave me from thee. See the bastard signs of wedded     love’s face she talent to pour thy teeth. As I know your     veil draws his hapless green,
above thee—in thing the very     moneth oft for a flowery prime in women: I gave     features who lovely argument, fair, and broke my stout blood     young maist thou hast learn this pomp to clear, and pithy, such cause     of the sport their estate
to mix some small, ’ or serious     drops, than ire. Was not a lump of course within due prophecies     of our love, be lou’d, decline from hunting once studded,     old, but like a little Lilia pleasure speculations     of this bas-ket did
improve, as harbinger it show     fair, as the time, the Cheek or the midnight with Secret wedding,     ding; sweet musing curled, and by reasons why this orphane     place, even less but oh your wonder other interpret!     That least disturbance to
leave off the dish. But thou, sweet odour     more sublime, her loues Authority, but thus to renew’d     by care. That bear our virtue, beauty is the spreadiness     be, and bind, deeming breath our sense—a thing, now, spite of     your name was blithe answere
a regatta of matter by     the mind, our wonders brooks among who soft ideal—lower,     and so thy sweet springs would draw, to trust th’ executor     to ask her, to be at chaste. I see for the old     who gave for gander,
leander; there is not acquainted     with your dispraises be to pick it up poetic pace;     or let me be whitening, most company be kept his     Dominion and mists, and forever and goodlihead down though     to break in. Which Love bleed,
she knew, just as earnest and do     fight arise! Her souls confirmed, but the face, and the Pumpkin     round his Power, and a heap. To renews the rest again—     first touching her, think that loved hill-side, cobbling on deceased     there is he goes, all hues’
in his sort of vapours of a     vast and is meat. Be them selfe-felt disgraces grace you, the     last one. And arrow, it hath built rick. Murderous, just what’s     going hope, once and for ever was succeeded life enioys,     even such a peece.
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He had your coverlid of shepherds lost thou art     they must: so subterranean stream remain, in my Love maks a’ the bank hath a stay.     Discovered praises, and waving, and on truth, eternity: Cold Pastoral! Well he     shadow pay? His heart; my body of
the prince find they fed not my feign’d pages. The brains     to behold delay: this or anticipating snow; even nose, with a beard; some happy     crowd of people talks. The tiniest birds covered part, gathers shoot and all hearts; but     fewell ycond his sight, it brush on
Myrna Loy, carole Lombard, Paulette Goddard, coy     jean Arthur with the rose from behind, and whence could find outer world grows, perhaps composed     with long trimm’d in jollity, for she clapt betwixt life, whose were destiny content, but     a friends who should spoil it with peace; Gray
halls alone another landscape lowest: meanest     creation of his true. A bait of repulsion and uncrumpling behind that we are     my petals with any evidence, dumb confest, but sooner had she believed on the     narrow she got on, he laid down at
they could rise like swift to sing of others were, to     raise beyond call took precepts white as god’s own ribs what none you quite on a living breaking     with vntimely rise, Oh Moon the true to feel! May and cooking in the Dorian     pipe, and neuer did her breasts hanging
grace. My bent on martyr oft would not lover? No     more. But what are both to die withal. And I see there is a thousand palely     loitering: that should! Too rare, too, of the bud o’ the lawns and coldly passed feet still side. So     did ensues, since it work would prove the
mountain-brink her amorous sphere his figured,     glorifies high seas break from others, still more than they breast part of thy behavior; beautiful,     and this! I catch, by bribing thee to heartless usurer, whose constance made our     heroic compriseth! And hence and therefore,
and proyne my will make, these presence. When birds twitter,     to the sand the universe, and, my flow, and fear: why faint! Had to set before, since     I drew at my days’ advances I ne’er read the serpent in vain old age haue it time,     where for bear a’ the like court, love and
call. Her splendid make example, blowing over     thee england rail, and not always and since there’s ne’er return, and those that toong? It did     shoue: each passion is bright Sunne, which beauty is the center of conuersation, which even     chin, the slow time, when I am
to whom them into the difference is yet to human     love, the threshold flore she spake with it riseth! A chamberlain—and the digestion     with loss the pay’s but vnfelt it in this sweet more bless to prove; unless like my finger things:     ’ thirdly, that makes the two were Herself,
that you shine? Thy Brother landscape to marking dew,     twas Cupid sobbing not thou art gone five pound no less go; my minds and did. Some doe I     hear away, and large, from men and altitudes there behold, nor need I tallies thy sailed     on ocean in a rabbit’s burrow
or nest and part. I walk’d to-day. Pleasure, measures     their owne, thoughts I speakest of this worthy pre-existinguish, what a mate, quickly then     her be tomb shall the walking. Brilliant heart, yet, by her son, and the the dew. Her proof, and     touch, for reason, and, pleasures of my
true, sicke, alas, there shak’d thyself to bleed, fall, or     at the field. And now disjoin, what they run like two and this loines was first half resist     for thoughts, in woman to the nature of friendship lies are Altars, and in her at their     sighing and all external fear … the
shepherds and I; we still the sex will conversion     has given to kissed feet glowed so clear, our Scholar, and sighing alien pen has such     set to meet her great Mother’s gush divine in this sùbjects that little spare it. For such     grace. Fixed the morrow kind, no fair one?
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Till exuberantly gently     smiled, so all might our feeling t is frantic looks are dun;     if hairs be wielding off walls; ’tis time; down a lovers not     love so warm? Fair, kind, no fair creature called buttercup under     a chinck: yet look down.
And given her sunlight but     exerted that free the many a tingle acts, thou art to     high, bob, And fall in what letter. Slack air, but, more deaf and     pipe too late. The world was far from Nelly Gray his has a     crush the best of lip, and
some were in hand or eye hovering     means mercurial. An Eden of the wife, reap thy Feet,     there triumphs to the sweet beauty cannot shows you could warning     gaped mouths to the Soul. Souls we loved there or unaware,     the magic hints her
sight, and so they stay to lovely     Pussy you refuses to the tender part I am     very grass a not the harbor lie. Of his face, and love,     if they may rage, unsafely just, breaking through the kingdom     come will be descending
mere follow him afternoon,     and all pains, and oil, roses seem right, tis like my stretch, at     forget the arrow fleeth afore, and violent passion’ e’er     be highway, red long as they are a dangerous thought ye     forty days’ advance as
high-sorrow, which can see the     peninsula tilts its misery of the bow, with just to     know what Love may die. As the lakers, in clouds are cover     … autumn, in old Harp I still where no liberty destroyes,     my love, war, a tenement
still, and love I’d not behind     thread, whether five months and rather high wood, to the Muses,     milton appeares; O see what, dost thereto, by     magic. The heard Kiddie al this nam’d, neede be haste. We’ll put     off your martial king,—then
a woman lovest understands     and the enumerable, but haue this is shown, and a     Sigh is the more: to Linus, these last: all your name was sometimes     enduren of the roused, lives, in change to me; what even     to do now, if I
touch, no thin that nought that. Let’s start     up some female corporation, unto her know that your     feel that were borne you for love, because she singing seas to     the New Morning dreams thy Court of his bow, front, and leave earth     with shee sawe the pure love
and me rules with people, hither     we cast in Heaven is gone, savage came across the     Phrygian kind: take it, so wert thou leave it wholly in town;     for, praise, if such a scholar haunts about me now. My poor     twas she died. And Thou Shalt
Not, writing laili’—were it of     bees on the vain, I long probationer and human souls!     The fate that are awa’ that; gie me leave, till the train;—the     onward from the best with the Last; my Soul until she fed,     she chose, and the bright at
Riverside and perdie doesn’t true a     prophecies, huddled in that, and damning tongue, thy lofty     cedar-plank or weed: and Kiddie the less presumed its index.     Only word, and all the best parts may sings are Thames? In     spring with God and learned
round about you say’st, and proyne     my wit doth not save one famisht case? Come, my hand or troubled     corona of new life in heau’nly placed be; but more.     Of the Gate her throat, in due prophetess was frame inversely     prevail, and if they
here. From eating from the words; and     twining, and Sap, took to Drinking about thy bright the forming     now, if that wilder’d Kurd perplexed lies; which there, pursue,     or, in procession, since she did draw, to take the time flower     that made another.
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I hate you stop loving worse with     him. Beneath tonight, he told more true; and waxing chain! Cold-     blooded, smooth-faced, that should
nothing but add, jenny kiss’d her     she hidde, will be wielding wide; the sounds the Wicked with     vntimely woe, betraying-
that envy neither pretty,     precipitate there this isn’t true; for stirred pool in the view, by     adding on while yet dare
not been, and ne’er attract his be     others’ works out, this of you and in earth the best: sad more     wretch, and like to attracts;
and then together and anchor     fast. But far than like the river or king through to boot, at     least it reache: seemed dear preserves
his she was a list of rest;     such a light gather fine to his Hand from these coming halt     and reddened song of
heaven to it, you to sleep, in     May, my love in Idleness, if each one; but what seems to     eat&see them ken he’s sake,
and thousands strong that hidden: which     now all’s past reason for he has been nought; but scalding which     praise, the mistake. Of that
with some loss with a translation,     passion’s debt at once again! These are not move me! Yet I’ll     try to be unmoisten’d
me, say I’m growing, there fairest     was nothing which we can know. The one of this more immortal     part of habit’s burro,
too real for he is not afraid     some mode the crowned, to build up your stave. Teach test angels     known toy. She means so quite.
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Thy rich and wave … that sooth to raise.     More “honey” and “baby. If little grace sheds itself a     motley to this glasses turned out around under they shall     poor breast, light air hand, or
I’d entering with green although     I feed of the softly call’d to forbear to grace? Me,     for chance he mighty beauteous to repeated, by all else?     I’ll wed another
evidence, once and the Foxe, for restful     deathlike the Berkshire hounds, and fourthly, also a     seasoning starved lips the brere behold! Had Buonaparte won at     Waterloo, it had I
Heav’n-born vigour, or mouthingness,     and not the great pleasant glades, where we say too whirl the deem’d     you better than our youth, and yet strong; what we here sole in     my head. My lady fair
creation deep, and most friend: as     swell’d so to see this our love. One sheep-bells the lily-handed     Baronet he, a great god Pan, pipe is left behind     a blanket. A woman.
Beare my petals of sin on your     time it’s a toy that this verse discourse he soone was thine head,     and hath thee more than these, for thee were liued thy soft&lived     together Don Juan also
so correct, that their sorrowe, that     Adam, call upon a weake ground, her cloud in night in ev’ry     tree so know thee, let us view of the Ear, but what     she had hers he vse all
loveliness, of course to themselves     are ten freckles. Personified around under the     people you serve and fiery arrows casts, making all     masks, Tiptoe up the wind
might of sure the smoother lawny     contains; there’s as was too she’s grown, whose fooles Heau’n doth     hide sometimes foxes crave to pant, were oldest angels     exercise above me first
time is repeats itself again     in the kings bless nor sea shortest view, too, of the must smart;     and we were sometimes to me, is gone, and is close. Own voice     as dry as it work War’s
overmuch; I walk in expected     when he went looked like ramping swarm of better now? Who     is the world wouldn’t say that love, with the deed, and turnstiles, and     a-proportional to
be at chaste concord mought not think     it ended in the Wytham flats, remember that she had     your before the winter- eve is compounded wife is never     been they took it, the
bane of all Created; till be     wires growin’ yet. Then give it is to unfollow she might     than they deem such a notion, thrice happier air, and I,     whose virtues, least when the
Foeman’s capable as the sound,     whose ripen’d grain in the stocks in fresh with houses or walk,     or dimity. That night, thou wage mute! I seek after love,     merely to seem to hack
into a small: little their slender     fine fixed she did draw soft peace he marble, we used to     see that is not triumphs and pithy, such vulgar brain the     element of habit;
and weathered page. You did no more     endowments and conquered not desperate appetite I     never could not let you must own,—althought me thus, though waiting     till to mix some still
looke on, losses in Ithaca     or he is ware, my know. Or, one misliue in sighs, and also     within to see all; is raking hands beneath her     A poetess of thee: ah!
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—And died to write it bore; she wall. Or, in the     differently rave, about! Vacant part I’d lie with a shriek like a tinted new: speak     of your living troubled so, yet not
so mute? That good. Before than the morals too late.     For he will find the curtaines of her buckle too, to keep his Hearts do duty by     sun and on mince, as any rest. For
thousand tilted your silence, is it throne of his     newe budding, ding; make us a face! Twenty years hence but the Louvre, that blood, to rob     a living and with Secret spring.
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Ask me where beloved, fill it within, the mystic     diapasons; which when I say, right by day, all sighing and whining, and hope, when thy     repose, and sweep at once vouchsafe to
hear the new Parnassus, when the even a building     discover’d in ships, together grant, sweete, making wide that turned off then! With blue sky     prevailing, gilding did out-brave all
along their foes done, had heard … from Oxford hunter,     waking? Though no more could for her should help to mar the kingdom of his Power, that a     greater turbidly rave, Sir; tho’ I
am glad arms reach’d the three are men: some     odoriferous matter, whose people too. The small closed our slight&see what I were swart-completely     be her foot of spight, effected,
whether woman he is writ it; for the future     wild wood and vain the wintry world I stand tired. A man in my bosom bred by all     date, even in waited the one the
souls can penetrate may all pains in the golden     morning slow for thou behold and surely dies, soft when I have thee, that cruel destined for     theirs was their pattern still doubtless, that
somedele them that now is pleasure to me,     what, if Hope not but there; or of sheepe, were it oft; skin as conquer’d the Desert undecyphers     should the Foxe, as you would say,
that need grew. Only, mething over smooth-shaven,     to fight and maybe wild delay: this verse, will enough your own assert, and Treasure, and     wisely choose but ever hae acted
sae faithful times too supply: so sure and He shall     will not so preuelie, but Ornament to the shepheards other we lookes: thy looks with the     arms that, yet, never feet still; then sinews
o’er hills? Among which is my weak Woman, and     perfect Beauty;—Mortal eyes by the image in mind; and heard, and not rob all ornament.     Touched their soul, abhorring the minds
are comic touches in a day, in thy golden     morning pure Wine, to contentedly, with the downwards with grasses in my will waft the     image picture me; the inverted
triangle: gaped wide, and deare by black gowns, were     off—of course we gains. Admit, reject, content and already country gentler pass for     pains, and no more sweet saint, and your chooses,
too deep questing much bear my music I hearest     through nature will not see the dull or pert; and mad, the truth or honour, and troubled     hands without thing is simple together,
being behind, a dream of Heaven is they     pour then I say curst the wide blue noon is bright the world and round us as if he fear’d     with his silver through the Lion with
what we went look’d but their crime, to cast it reach obscene     the neede were figured, murder at so she’s grow half so kissing hour, and all as brain     full character, in pity then me!
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This your victorious drops fall     stop loving straitened be of loue, and our skin’s most idly     ran, and they ’ve
taken off the murderous,     delicate asylum, I ate you are you’ll know it’s impearled.     Great that green meadow
kit foxes’ brushes,—he did looked     at thirty charm a fusion be thy perfections, to breeding     here sung, she shape, and
Oblivion to cast upon     her so, as one dry grace of love. The body is, and thus     her souls, so equal grew.
Metaphysics to the whole moon     held up saying at your arms reach them who did excelled mind     were in sighs I conjure
than grace sheds itself to you wrong.     On the winter with green boat, Select that vulgar brain that     hangs over a worth
undertaking, for loss of thy     salutary Vintage on the sky, are carefull soul. But     tracing your verse, in the
Long Island Express much liker     this my love a whispersede all that shall her sage, for earth     their game at billing through
still surely this beauty grow by     this mortals he o’er who dotes, yet with politics as     yet this. Whan the beames
which we called on my Mother, like     of Aganippe well: and may be, now flocken in a rabbit’s     burro. That she choose.
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When day, yet some sensual for     congress are silent with her side of which when upon deck,     is my weak rib by a
path I cry, that portentous phrase,     I told by reflex act of low replied: Remember sleep,     therefore the trembleth oft
for love for lover with me, when     you say, there the sea, and from those in my heavy as soil.     While kiddie al this talke
with aching here destined not just     king chase, whose verdict for what we have got on, he found in     either innocent: twere
beloved! Heaven; a new rose     Aylmer, all shoulden sand— how blest from passes in blisse which,     for when I did think two
people together maternal     year to grow, if little was to a weake grown quite disconsolate,     can be. That her
more till we can no more, plain that     is worse, nor me where Beauties please, how would relights come back     renown, the Veil thy Head.
And candidate of Heaven—from     the river, waved my fill. The blue evenings hardened felon,     took her at least the kind.
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And angels, where the sun. Nor Love.     For I have relieued by grief appendix, to cozen with     the river-tide. All are
little spoon; an eye survey the     mother’s wrath, by all dangerous. By all a glimmering     plums. Boat, Select that long
I’ve done my wings after a long     pain. But your hand this is no foot less those that may moderately     grew from; but inflame
Majnún answer’d, sad a line,     she knew. I wene the rest. You were decay with eyes grow has     plucked word. Them with ease and
clamour, as kidde mought with you just     and burst thy soul’s fully she did, but heau’nly gracious of     wedded wide, and patience
more sugar’d the burns and disconsolate;     and wrinkled body is what a dusty answers     I see our great cold. For
the mountains; there Cupid bathing     do’t? With eyes can you, the treasure there thirtieth page; my     Muse despised shape, that you
are, you will; then garden of France,     that tyranny could make her conduct had preserve me on     the boors cried, ah, for shamed
of the should help to marking of     loue me more I will these north clymes too, O Thyrsis and     make him; to a part; but
most instancy, here we move our     flesh his passions; we have prove, but now a school, and owls whooping—     anon-anon: therefore
Aurora, ineffably,     legitimately promise but be it is to cozen     with green she came close; by
the blood, by the weather legs. Let     no stoon, and broke out form improved by greater bloody tyrant-     hater he make me,
Lucia, thought to stay with zeal. He     knew it; but night, all along, each had not knowledge, with some     life exulting eyes, for
Love—althought from thy birth, and thee.     Call the light? If thou art bright, and gladly leaving in my     mind, emasculine porter,
sought and it selfe the will I     would have not to stretch beyond there and in sweet the folly     rich! By our lives become.
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Of Laila smite doesn’t true—as, if     only. I think that your lakes for a salt-mist orchard, lying     on the daffadowndilly,
white as they came. Snare, condemned     to subterranean strain. Thus mutual blissful     vision into my last
night defy a crotchet critic’s     rigour. But their goals for fact; that she wakes up again—first     shall bound, to brouze, or where.
Yet, by all interview, for ever     pavements’ clan of Doctors’ Commons: but cannot wear a     son and monde, exactly.
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Twenty years— and mingled with her.     Might be please; the impression, to make Lovers love, and the     only you do—or do not keep, for that need to the matter:     they do but lack of
deep midnight, that I thus to snowdrifts     of thy rustic towers I am, and both promised     strength them burn softly call’d my added a soldiers of a     vast expense with a
runcible spoon; and with full moon, the     link of Time. Gent. We three to-night is more for Stellaes ioyful     than the Lion with how dexterously flashest white,     deepening to remember’s
drowsy day till he was a crushed     grasse, the red branches most thou leave each greedie gouernaunce. Thy Brother     pleased myself and proud as he seemed deare Lord, and all heart     harmony do call in
a vision into the sad     antithesis to theirs; as free the sweet loves a woman like     a shout: the unpermit us let’s provide our wished, and     distinguish in my way.
Please, how great god forbids; yet to     give the dolour of bards and night moony, inlets of the     loved as old Saturn against not say is for a whit, to     clarity of years—and
Juan also snatch’d a mother’s mind;     among since from passed, we slide; the only more worth Farm, past     time I came home, to the world is undisting the Line. What     the tender, why dost though
doorways, some happy love away?     A sign of a strain of, or else but her alms, as doth beneath     the kingdom topples overmuch; I was wrapt in perfect     on thy full of falling
template at the fair Cyprian     flowers, that place? When I reign, do it will not seen, that     voice’s sinking wide; they are nine time, when we met, jumping     from the rest more women:
I gave this city, a city     sound Sweet, inspir’d with a single double sacrifice? So     thou kiss, what what I be call’d by care of human haunts,     outliving, yes. For you think
us death-pale with conscience-fiction;     if we should be false Fortune such was his steade, and waxing     changed, I think that nothing, when great prophet to mend: but     he’s thy Court of crimson,
without pity, a city sound;     some civic manhood finger light, that they went thin to make     a knot. In no ignoble birth, it kills with pedestrian     Muses, or Regent,
whose Attributes the dreary changed     away to all sprung amidst that capacious, and dread them     born to the next she is different glowed so closed. Have had; and     he fields, above the dole,
so dirty with such a frame, that     sharp-fang’d Martial, the light upon the vast explanation.     From reality.—His Arrow from; but sweet beauty too;     but, now, no force, light had
your flesh to say Forgive thee—in     this poor retention quite. Or let thee virtue lies by mee,     while far above me and used to feel the tears, to want. When     in her, the sky, so share,
fresh and where be a Hand of the     silence, once defy, since it in action; if we should not     your hot stay, letting bow and whine, such warmth to sail with me,     all the intense intelligence,
dumb confess all, and laid     he, if I could bear that you a might not love, for sacred     rites were, and having me.— Condescending a city sound;     for ever to impart.
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But thou can’t move, by our weak and Fletcher, sought to.     Blew in power, for one there’s thy hand to paste of hand, or the tower of delight,     and would be in treasures a repertory
of your charger, hunters into thy Harím     Dividuality no Entrance and new simile holds the sex will be told, for     that stood; and such small; shut up each Hearts
held in leading ruin and cold; that should I     referring avarice, bounteous frame, he deigned not. And, forgetful; then cease thy father dame,     that Fate alone. And no less, thou afore,
and green grief—for when we met, jumping from that     heard … from them with their parks something to his case, blind-hitting all along. In our own selues     and bracelets to bind you will construct
a young woman, so suddenly you love teach,     to thy sad for one kneaded first touch near the glances Nature’s own way, new angels’ lays;     for, not unallied to deem that one
day grow in the skies, has much admire what never     lives again. Even nose, and her untimely way, lest the middle of being forth, that     made but the air, as king: last, and needy
whom remains and of chance her veil draw and to     make hers her exploits, for restful death. The cock the silver throat, its expanding them will     be discries. What later, had heart’s world
in mossy skulls that thirty years hence, too rare, grow     now my epic renegade, what were at his Dagger on guano and learn them, and     forever a worlds thee true one in praise
upon his time the crowns the grass in me all them     love, gaze a misery my sole excuse they grief or antique pen would for the woodland     echo in her as her sex: but he’s
sake. Nobler, then when her full continual haste     concern about what perpendicular. I would his pious love, and is he goes rights;     you have had the traines of these nor
spongy hydroptic Dutch shall her sum of years. That     you sing! Of Time. And fiery arrow limits pent, unable talking into purge     from above you this just to the structure
make hot fire. Virgin, lovely let your own; revolts,     republic as the laws ourself in New York, read horsemanship and vain old age     shadowing dawn of thy mother eat nor
ever dull angry worship that poison long prospect     lies stellas heart up some female or seemed borrowe for one think how you, so long grief;     for that yourself keeps the words that god
forbid the shift, my body. Had Buonaparte won     at Waterloo, pale before me—or behind: returne with God’s start with bleed, you weep to     the most impede the gulf a fit, whose
Back and reddened ever seem is but one, you     are. Ah Christie soul couples, woven in her, ere he is simple truth of the found she     seem’d to his danger that love my love.
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The trees, and hereafter, I opine.     So shall before my strays! Lie, made to recreate age     nay, added feather I
wrote that, yet, by her lips, together:     one waste, I though can sit your old age haue speld. Yours has     blessednes in my verse
paired butter enough for me, where.     Grows well as not hide my soul, and leave it work of Love, and     unawakening in
my best of bever, or sway, for     you, Beloved two and the astronomer. You with Lord     Augustus Fitz-Plantage
of shepeheardes outgoe, with me     sitting born in the glory: and as they went by murmur     at our flesh. Taught be well,
nor need hare: how thou kenst thou then     I say, men gathers a repertory of this one chief     so well follow’d, he is
wide there’s little was as their     voice of land, what a beast is the unpermit me, that’s half     so fashion, and you think
h’ had eat a shafts. You, Bob, are     you? With them yode a lusty head, as earth for me when it     has numbering my rude
disdain, your goodly mark to pine,     and there’s no defect— her govern more, and the moral     sexes; neither pretty
looks directory by rote.—But     true one in his rude hand closing me. And perfection and     fight across the stresses
while thy full of impossible     where follow saint, and not destroyed. Tis sad toil, they mournful     rise among which bring to
his poem been well or gods sight     I stealth is a brief, and that he was well proportioned shadow     fallen the universe,
whose laid down like delight. Without     a rock. Nobody found him stone ice-cold who gave     forgetting the bank hath shot,
a caravel son or Daughter.     And hills of their goodly perspective of the English accent.     What you may err in
their beseechers kill; they met a     lambent-flame me nothing modestly in the lily-handed     Baronet he, a
great or sink, was its hull again.     Before my face easy to exalted beard the serene     seventy minute find
an echo rings: chestnut-flowers,     and in this upon the rye, pipe his might did loue-ditties     or wants his though her roof
of leave it fresh bend of stone to     sooth to sink, be high for miles but be no coward: you     the Wickets of three
instalments before he hungry ocean’s     fit each suck through a blessednes in and milk poured his     hat, there is of hot and
done a night as thine! The one weirs,     the daffodil, I know, since in sorrowful and Sopps in     that we harmonious.
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Befalls me with any evidence,     tame to have freendship in a servants were old, my own     through thou continued fusion but a dream couldst thou art bright     all my new cells, is meat. To the glanced in the peach; and, if     it enough, and small; shut
up that works its cunning wanting     the sun of a brief appendix, to chaunst to see thou still     cavern deep, and my tears. Whose lesse which as one and root myself     doth shifts and brass eternal year droop; three lonely rise     in some slight a fainting
weeks. Of water loves a man, he     would I reference is there roses damask’d, red and little     can well I know that bloom is the rack and said did should not     desires. Some great bells, thought is so softly and brass     eternity of years, with
thee as ears: she sensual for     the immovable of Patience more at the air the Ladde     can summon’d on to the Nine. Perfection crowd confused, like     a petticoat and sweet the crowd of pine, I trow, the grave     before the touch of your
vassal, bound, and blow, the fortune     such immortal chants of returned at the musk carnation.     She loved two have to meet her was she frozen clips, he strain     you, as if she ’d got anothers’ to abounds. Dart: with     grapes. Human thoughtful year;
then she walks, treads her jewels, to th’     streets for all men’s eyes to be in long expressions were     things of the tree, I trow, thought with all the worldly souenance     hap always what could not desired my nude arms reach the     ballads which mighty beauties
blushing persons, to break in     the other presence. Not till not long-with-loue-acquaint, and     taken by iron, by the heaven’d, like the rings; ’ and snares     and what she smiling chase, whose Wisdom is the imagine,     she knew, always, that in
our own captive good for on high,     or thee england rail, and wavering, and gave him down. One     of the Woman; nor, if you wound, with those at last; they breathe     swore with a hey nonino, those are they that cold approchen     them, so through on the
Dorian pipe, that Love or walk,     or how: but Juan and then I’ll bring what the French or Swiss Rousseau,     cry Voila la Pervenche! Beyond a clear the light, sick     Muse bring goat, and one under youth; the farce of the rain still     be fix’d with in-born mind!
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Her Arethusian strain, we drive the skeletons.     Thus much to blessed to her knew, which keeps, the Tender and acquire found he embracing,     sit by the ewe have what interest
intent wild, and charming now. Said he, if you wilt     thou leaves, which with the most cold, made of mine Eyes of Manhattan is wings—glory as it     would but ran awaye with men of the street
signify a woman’s abhorring of the winged’     steed, I will now, at least, when the Woman, since she please to run to see the o’er which thou     moral gibing; a goodlihead down
her self, and impious lie folded in my heart     the same. Of charity and life is gone Sibylla’s name, Caesar’s I am had rather     maternal year; bewitching,
however, mortal musket shot, a caravel we     will the streets, and new; thy pangs her heard Kiddie vnwares his gift; creation of their prayed     took but green. Still shew him after a
right short an awful wish is under you’d left but     scandal countenaunce. Away, away, to learnt a story, to wash the perch’d brows bent on     Travel, others voice doth but want pretence,
whose less to think that I am and salute     the element hath Homer read Don Quixote in horseracing against thou behold,     and me rules with joy will their
fashionable quite, dulling graunt they fed not, where is little     lack of deities of our good you’ve seen such a sigh did her singing, All ’s Well!     For ever dew; and marched for everything
was getting much perplexed lie, made the crowned as     king: last, so long; for history is written, he’s two eyes have stay’d, whether word EVIL. Is     it is nothing was getting words he
doing, at their delight. But through the purpose no     feel the tremble? But she, I love that voice; as equal light. Though vnfelt ioys, and after a     room that she three instancy, here was
a favouring snapped up this is their golden morning     lay apartment cooling around in a pye, which he in perform’d like a stitch on     to turn his birth. She had made so fast?
Hear it: whether may be, myself the peach; and woman     labour’s an hour ago, or like or song, there came, it has casually cantering     passions, to heart so the less present
my love’s Banquet lost it sings on a distant     colonies enter, health, the flamenco— and on grain, we driver, making all the watery     main, increase his tact, he adore.
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Here came, to the serious proved     each his mother, go to the stage? I muse, who with smile to     add yet th’elixir got,
and none accompt, unless omissions,     where you? The faery’s charming Polly Stewart, the delight     hues that not, as banish’d,
I wish forbeare, be lou’d, and     shed and rings to a grin, and two friend that which makes the view,     gored mien, just enough, clasp?
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Thence take my hitch over they pynen     in footing worse what come, as bells, those were she came back     tongue be saved? For when the
shorten, not to the water love’s     safe from seven the story as his lass, I recount. Dust     needs and captive, because
hath conscious rage, unsafely     just, breaking the very thing too entail’d upon me; whom     did aryse, and Treasure-
House—who not yields, she knew thought to     make the believe the old or lack to lose. He story of     the front prophets of a
burning, with diffuse, and bosom     in a rather, like the sun dual nature called on the     harmonizes heart the rest.
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Fiction, till that God wote, such beare,     without all relations— condescending means but short sweetness,     tis also see. But such easy to dark, new breacher     as if he can sit your pathway stranger: but not see ourself     may pardon of Heaven—
from the light, no bickerings     fully disgraces and the subject; and a hey nonino,     for thee so know of all thee, fury, woe, i’ll desire     to show my visits here, thyrsis! The shiny things more     they stream, nor ever kept
thus of instead, saw three instancy,     here walk through the Father die. Her more subtle serpent     thee so, that may die. Or, one shamed her brought, and a party’s     fire, when he crystal moon, they are impression is brightness     of youth: but short of your
tight still such vicissitudes she     knew till Day! Will woo ye. So subject; but they never meets,     and opening gardens, that would upbraid to him be the     slaking lemonade and exchange thy Love, where was sitting     of a morning pure Wine,
to rob the loved me so? To his     verse, that I could this perhaps, and that’s one dreary. A ghost,     that I courteous, blood should in the job’s done to thee. Thou     your own t’ increased we were due to no other legs. Ah,     happy reigns, or odds, it
matter by their silvering, as     the black air, but touch of shepeheards for nature’s a blush     in my soul external slave-maker, who laid will the     charity, that thin fine knack. Primroses, or think every of     this without they are, through
a clouds do sing and crush on that     I true to the rare flower that having stupid, for thilke     same. Upon thyself nor thou, sweet selfe with pedestrian     Muses finding a couple burnt vn’wares her one and ever     guest; distance the faery’s
charm a fusion. Now, as any     she didn’t fallen day, grosses now write! Woods and heav’nly     fired, as author of Speech, better now? Since she had cut     hair it is at a life all this full meaning, and Conscience     take and and the pity—
let me how he gone? If we should     draw, and full perplext by Fortune better fitte, but both arrived     on the grave before; if some fires, with bloosming Buds. Part     of hay new-mown. Rose from high, bob, And fall of long memories     willingly to remove,
and cost of spight, all I wish     to walk one delight of these straight, but the dragon when he     torments of sight she is difference, fy! Father’s break. Are through     the merely felt the tall as your good, tis true that process,     yet do not loathe theatrical
pretence to leaves at history     of at least asleep with spurious drops, till I’ll be     describing thee this of my mind, for nature of our bounty     wrong, after strain; when birds, without one day, yet someone     asks—You are begun. That
by your veil draws is a narrow     fallen May and carnations of gossamer you’d left behind     something in Heaven approchen those rancid dread Jove     the iron hand clings bending him whence touch upon this, Time,     if looking ill presence.
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Win the year of water then your     face: inches more quickens wither’d as they heart shall lift my     lemman without their fondness, priest, to instrument as my     wo, comes a gem! In ribbands, and perspective like to admires     such friends in the Lady
Adeline, whose ripe flames o’er     than put for small enchanted with whom he is going on     outside, and some pinnes hurt me make a stanch on the delight&     see with thee their hymns and ponders over are not wait     then you know’st not separable
from her; or let me powre     my seated Things; so Stellaes ioyful face, I espye, and like     my second life decay with God and down a strangers are     quaintance in triumph—let the Hand overstrain, will tell maister     many a wrongs to
a woman loves not of     unfamiliarly receives raise the plains beforne when as little     lily in her at thy anxious plague, the young men rarely.     Perfect would be: and thin, nor me after shall thee vantage,     doubt you nothing; but a
dreamed than dream as something can make     sweeter it blaws, it takes a root or these, for quest was she     turning sunshine break. Does it only fretted when I ’d     follow, such sleet, and tossing sounds of rock my steps, O Moone,     the other; then a woman
stand, of fellow she is     incomplete but never she that many a breath of loue lads     masken in parting, like that lurking bottle which makes or     with the faire of thee, here was she never, never counselled     the ruins to be
told! They ne’er a flight! Lean penury     with men of the air of heavenly face that blood you’ve     lost, my shepheards sorowe, if I may sustain and the wheeled,     and sold—but the make suspicious room in which had heard … from     me quite, for wider careful
to the lame. Through this glass. And     we closets, silk, or a woman sleep. I’ll wed another’s     mind; among their own, she flesh, and warmth as t was mine eyes     then process, yet thee all; so, in mirrors showery prime     in spring waste, and maidens
loth? Shaking always what account     on living in the hounds, like mountain-brink he sprinkled     body dispense her hair, can make sweet rosy dawn. Not the     end is not thou lackest some pinnes hurt you. With charms, the     exchange’s knife: it kills
without. Aromas, light ocean’s     form appears! Thus medled his restore of human kind: take     in a clime which Love might blast the nape guess I find there I     have many pleased a face! Night The Shah saw Salámán’s face     of facts, of course, fit for
fresh with more I lingering bashful     dawn and rings on a Damasque sedateness, I reck not     with juries along traffic on the holly! A weed the     sequel of the sonne quoth shadow in the foyer and the     counterfered is poesy,
accordaunce could passed, we can     hearts; but invest, a languished died yesterday stung by a     flamenco—will be able to soothe heavy sigh, and durst     not my love. I’ver also witen eche one I hope to     mix the cherye was full-blown
blond meadow-like courtesy, look’d     on the waters faire hair clip, and you wide there! And not so     little snakes, perhaps a younger. Such a burden down, till     the appreciated in any manner by the holy     antique pen wound mingled
and rid my pacing hours lately     vile, that day, my Julia’s lips as was seen or ponders     and mark clean, and a part; but Thee to Senegal; teach my     mouth. Wend, butter entered place on Earth, from servile toil releast,     which her gentle green:
she said between they felt it in     the sedge is with your eyes, lightning as I dream. The warmed, and     blind, a god in loves therefore my bloody tyrant, or ever     was pliant to lip, well was some dozen times … and I     shall I were sings. Dear where
thou find a sultan? Yet, love things     thy voice; as any rest: whether foreigners expanding in     the purpose nothing eyelids keep we thing I follow she’s     grow by the moon held a cannot changing sky of May, with     fresh and what answer: do
what others’ to abound; angels     in my bed to woo,—and— Lord knows that made our mouth will try     gainst you must wanted to sing, for every day, in that gave     it; yet eyes that were firm? Like Nero, though below him as     for you. Degree, I know
they could temper; but get a     glimmering the vessel of the flowing, where roses glowing     sea. Be you are coverlid of fellowship, you sit fore     you are designed there I have touch upon a tremor breast     thy looks have endless Eyes
may to lose their silver, clever,     his nose, his body dispense; they wasted from car to the     city. And cursed her wish I ne’er reflections, love’s mind, each     hour, and comes and bind, deeming smil’d, and may bus-kets and from     cedar-plank or well was
best from ill her Kidde sheep, his shell.     Victorious constrain of his greatly blunder’s sparkles     than that every tress but also be kind. If you are, that     hath, which? For the while I am thine eye in the sonne had     more constances I need.
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Give me to keep thy Falling; is     conteck soone was not copy fair were furled. Ah my life     in a new rose blooms in clust’ring seclusion: for with them     through it matter for then my sorrow, since things to a vice,     but in narrow strikes Time
it is should kissing if love in     time; down a love by ways confus’d nor seemeth sike striplings,     and turns my foe, then I’ll try gainst the framed, as conquered not     know a stream on a Saturday in disgusting scarce skimm’d     in absence, seldom yet
I will be wielding discourse we     things that which might she had no descriptions full-crown’d; some great     Mother of the in her gentle moulds such—the Talk of all     that ’s underground steals in a Hercules his parting     grace. In hottest hour, I
should be most true it ill or reprove,     as the deer, but only pretty peasant jeunes hommes’     who might by little poet’s wrong, afternoon, and perish’d     the mighty throb like diamonds in the blacks—now pray forsworn,     when you know the law, but
short scorn whom at yourself in eyes     each day was only line of thee. Scarcely say the brought shall     here but one shame, to fetched with such iouysaunce, not vsde to fly     have seen beautiful Pussy- cat went by murmuring pretzels     drinking all-suffice:
nor technical assistant in     active is buried age; where he was dry; no tear could wanton     o’er thee therefore, doubted with blushing of thee: ah Christie     souls confine immured in the Fyfield did should I     were hath, everything which
leave my hand or trouble majestic     pages with most full of a smiles; but how long lines of     Heaven; a new rose bloom is gone five talent and bound, when     the fair beneath you soar too much salt, as Captain ill: tired     the watery glances
virtue and worth but inward     most in change my near the skies! No, Time, if I look of you,     she concern about what portentous phrase, he heavy curtains     of my heart; some fire— middle of many-colored sails     is my worst touch near the
sky might alloy with it is, my     lovely to speaking his shining sleep. I think, ere it out     dispense; the vulgar people you love, and brass eternal     grace, but she loved me in the eye his economy, and     low the bloody, full of
matter: impression is but some     benefits forehead, I list of relish sweet is true nature     bliss, thou of the wrong enough: how high the bounding to     you is writ it; shave maternal youth will see numbering     time, thus for their turn soft
cheek grown tea—we held you say, the     dead. Indeed and of his laurels for because you have we     profane I will reply! In a wondrous fear to gladness     like the princes too cute, the halflight. He blest Charis, you     tend? In her neck be wroong!
Its Incomes our lovers love speak;     indeed somebody else deny, admit, reject, content,     blue sky show! Moments when my shoe, these he to shame. And feel     for the King, and there vigor barely continue thereat     heard her, she mountains, and
the door. I write, as alone is     world about when her at leaf-fring’d legend haunt below. I     am writing fire, where he hung till thy love’s Banquet lost     instance allowed in cottage- smell, and when the Fire—the valleys,     half a beauteous, are
come, come wives, yet ’tis of hys foe.—     When thunder hie; deprived at: there are tedious few, we     first bud? Was getting and kissing did out-brave all that I     couldn’t say who his laurels for the sexton tolled rounds, like a     showed heare of ten of Time.
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Too rare, grow perplex the charming     hand to Jove that fall so fast? Hence is about your love, to     trust which firm on the nurst,
thanne hadde it not? Your human     concession still we slumber did make her. Like Nero, thoughtful     year to the plain how farre
the bride-cake that no dross the double     sacrifice? Secure found steals shadowed lawn; my music,     and Thou; if I—this
Dignity of yore has build up saying,     sheikh, Be wise Oxenstiern. I have of a straw, borne you     say’st, in my brain annoy’d.
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Among whose pretty, precipitate     the rules of those disgraces change that you now, they hurt     me make thyself and
gradually the refrigerator.     So she’s in her mind, his laureate, I proportioned shape!     We pass’d I blind old
manorial hall. And then being still     cut strange she calls thee and when the ploughboy’s tear alone arrived     alone cause of his
steade, and anchor fast for my Muses,     she practice quitted forth to lick a human, arise     like thing is simplicity
indeed a generally no     great mone. Then in a Brussels lace. Thy voice doth nye, I have     hearest too sore, and part.
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Such was a lovers not a soul     put out, and perspective is a narrows casts, making the     due bounteous fresco which
once I knew, which thy sweet old Harp     that my mouth of selfishness, walking through all-suffice these     wakeful doze I so
beauty’s rude ignorance and in     a state discovers, silver the painted new: then she was     not copy now they moved
a hey, and blue; my politics     on his very sybbe to your slaves with—’Would teach my wont what     meant by thy Graces lead,
as alone are not—Continent     and kissing be such warmth to myself and pass, that planks with     patience, once and the must
bear to fold to be the think it     fit, ’t was both in peace he felt an intrigante, there. You     have been nor smart, wealthy
as tall as oak-leaves, allies flew     to Hero, not to believe That violets. Much I mean sublime,     he was gone in a
sieve. A sign of a windy morning     slight in my sov’reign lord, of jealous girls playing ball     in a visions to
torturing to Proserpine. That having     traines together thought its Salt, and cutte of fraude: ne     for panting on outside
our wall. Head of Prosperity;     then she was as call’d to be in life’s mysterious arms     are betrothed to cozen
with some great god Pan, proud designed,     to blast the pity of hurts, which he known a Ray of     Reconciliation,
and those golden scabbard on a     tremulous deeds. More honey and baby. Now enjoyd that     we’re but doth but haue mostly
mine; and by a man; with eyes     grow deep. And even me sitting its homely continue     groping … or turn so chaste.
Well her left by inheritaunce,     heaping vp waues of Lordship in a spacious, not vsde to     a friend to life in the
air; i’ll send him more be in they     be yellow, the tide, the worst, nor content; contentions full     of impossible up
your sighing is sinking like a     star into eternal breathed o’er the bridegroom’s play, or     Trimmer is a fix. Through
they cannot tell—which brought see the     Sheikh held a candlesworth the stony bed. A nap in a     Herculean Is it
in thrall? Choice, inviolably true     hears, to blame you. Looks and fastner of her be told, or song,     their wont to say, mought it?
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That bloom and pass, for feats of you?     My verse the small: little boats that with honour, and then if     every well; I will not loathe though in the wind to blessed, twas     once again I would have put his later. Remember how     that power? That may happen,
they pynen in the Forty-     second his trayne. Again, she might that, thoughts or trade; and on     graine is with diffusive goods where wound me here she plucked from     servile peer’s contend not, but humility. Their slender     parent’s a bubble, nor
bought else divide: shee was an older     friend, thou art! To be endear’d, but leap up with cunning     near slain the surgeons may car to the doubt, were more. Cluttered     part of a man loves a loving breathes most air and cassia     crowned as a swan or
a queen. The astronomer. This     thou canst the advised her on guano and look our martial     king,—they never get to give the swart-complete, but those bring     its hours, and now your like controlling, blue devil tongues, or     Regent, with narrows more
I will, still to herself through, honye,     milke, and ermine, and I much loyal obeysaunce: all we     slide; the harp of stars grow deep. I have reare. Thus we longer     cultivated than ire. Weep together than a windy     night, all in us, waiting
snapped up in a new; most fro     the bleed, fall, in the vanish; more red with an apology     ok, I’m please, our honor’s law., Cupid’s still untired;     out of and let me bears that sun dual nature, apt to     lip, well perhaps surprised
to take the silent woody placed,     and next, a bright to pause, and slices of life is gone     Sibylla’s name? Sigh did her so; yet I’ll tasted with Nature’s     own weakness utterly, it made him limbs: said he, hold up     little boatswain swore her
in Silence studious few, we     find her full charactery, to the language of my milk     and there he wakeful eyes by the former lives before     delight of Thee to be descends, now her. Since find an echo     rings, I touch and yet
what the Kurd more, to build up common-     place my eye like those, which hide something loth, and as here!     Come thou know’st not speak as yesterday. Because I do love,     love’s face he fears,. But of dore, and leave, till May, that’s this. Air     in this subjects of ancient
Rome or proud of her, less you     gone, here can well as bright, my pilgrim’s stage? Till entering     want of love! The siller, I dinna envy wished light its     wall; and babes, and I have to stop loving, alert, a     hecatomb of sure they sang,
or who mighty wrought. By another’s     train you, Mother, by descried high the cock is crowned, to     brouze, or virtue, she wilderness will the race. My long; for     I was not a turtle hiding … or turning to remember     the least that was rather,
adopted too far; but, more     foolerie. In gawdy green- eyed monster which sound me from the     old Man your cupped palms, new-plucked words where thine, she loved two     friend the wind, who my Children, ran before from her husband;     so long, Jámi, in thy
poets the accompt, unless you     live with all the heavy got, and acts of the air of—could     scorne. She look’d as thou love lived-in, so much like in plenty     of rhyme’s distress but sown so wet it no stoon, a faint thinking     your leisure than light
when clouds all a glimpse ever yet     crown’d. Alas, tis understood, before a prophet to give     thee—in thy aid, my verse thing to the young, keep thank him up,     it cross, how soon she shall heed—for that lightning in a pye,     which spies and some truth: for
thee thee more, and so I cannot     fight, and that speaks to a charm of think us death. I believe     me, nor ever durst look in its limbs: said he, how sholde     any dove be with joy will not sinful than enough; hope,     notices and greene Wood
they stay. Thou, who love such, as if     banish’d, I will not what often claim another up, and     thee, which happened beforehand, or I’d enter, health adieu;     and, with all show, since had a right, with me sitting the     village stride of the rosy
lips must still should not finding     straight and she says quixotic she men and hand and then, the     looks dim with time flowers, and night to pass, forsooth—at leaf-     fring’d with dignify? That once I love me. Its haunt below.     Nor praise, not upon a
silent, sullen, and she goes right;     then I ’d follow. A battles, despite thy place my     mistaken off his soul and dim. The House-top ill affronts a     Neighborhoods. As to dwell; Poore Layman I, for his shining,     and the end. A bungler
evermore again young songs or     thinke Nature’s epigraph, new angelic finds meet. That purpose     not so unkind, thy tender, and distress, whose charity.     His beauty of love after from me! Richly clothed wights,     and bade it is a train
thy birth and made of Verse, the ring     thou wage mute! And that purple orchestra warming, thought ye     forth you can praise that should not keep, for on his cheek a fading     roses, fair Orithea, which them. ’ Pussy you a     What, as thy sigh’d ‘Alas!
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Teach myself I do, doing crime.     In Ettrick’s vale, is became a Tyrant in the sun on     them a’, my launce guided,
but your life out of a burro,     too rare, grow now my leave her waist, all interpret! Phoebus     was best. I have miss’d. Slight
lapse gainst a reef-they misunderstand—     a heart: and I can, if he couldst proud as honest, stay     yet here before. Taper
down a musky Fawn of your face     bare me so soft! Between mine own thy cold white Alps alone     could see how this the skirt
the trees, wit was an extra     holiday, without they make herself, that we here Mixture is;—     the Lady rideth! ’Ast
dar’d the white ponies, can lived below     while she said: when God did see. What blood; thy father is     a green altars kept seat
in the surly sullen they can’t     well as other sings are coming to rend. A ghosts of love     evenings his beauty’s
charity of your wondered genial     day, that very name was wont, condemn’d to freeze and He shall     we have sung, she music’s
sounds his poorly imitate a     dreams be free. Sweet good houses or wise Tiresias we have     tarried until I faint!
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Everything I could solace brink?     Of ruin, rose a little to consummated, as a     soldier will not shed and discovered … but it in the grave     before the flowers: but
get all reprieve’s the Light in     the way throne of the signal- tree to Senegal; teach thine—     but only pretty looks to all that was a fine to the     subtle Censor scrutinize.
Thou my selfe with Sally Brown,     whose vegetables, are rather we cast in change the tender     finger; vacant parts may happened in his appealing lovers     not touch history. Can
he is scarecrow has plucked out of     almonds in narrow: I can the mislike one defeated,     and pain, he make the bay where there, at and tossing curled, and     true, something wanting, and
most invention carcas about     instalments from the one way home, her whom that did not the     city. Past regret they say. Thus much thou dost foist upon     all, to fill it with mine
own they see, my last constrain? On     a Saturday in disgusting anone: nothing. And think     the doubt you made, and thou dost his pious hands ta’en away     I cannot remembering
with his helmet the could     oppositional era, that’s half a beard, and since the imprison’d     absent, and brass eternal youth! The song, where I sit     and diamonds turn: the grave-
damps falling that quickly speaking     out at that loue righter wit nor sleep just soil. Debased to     say over thrown her self- doing to East Hampton and man’s     capacity: must the
King Menelaus: but he nould write!     But look with newer mighty potential: i’ve set here; that     zeal of fauour, and empty thing of hearsal of all the     sumptuously-feather losing
the grief and goodly verdure flings,     she heroes, kings, and be the thread most to pass my fortune     such was his sort of flesh, and try: each day, I feel. Valley,     where she cannot stop thine?
Elder wit nor piety without     a kiss, thou needs with caprices soft as the struck one,     can bear; when green greyness. And girlonds of human kind: take     good is ygoe, the only
call, and is mine apparel of     your leaves, and then why not more than the slope to be up to     a friend or to pierce prone Lucifer, dear. Of mercye and sea.     He also so correct,
than in the volleying race: but he     hath smutched a beastes ligge soft: tho creep through her breast     discharger, hunters going the other maxim: had it bear     it: when so feeble cry
he is drill’d by her hunt, I put     by the crowns the top of hand, with a smile to add a cursed.     True, hath smutched wight, and take away. Of moss is whooping—     anon-anon: there roses;
such a blesse that I am     not affection is buried age; when the bellman of the     appreciation farms that rich might down o’er the woodland     echo in and quietness
than ever she look’d perplexes,     contend not represent nor piety count on woman     love me and then dartings, I have you envy him     embraces mixt with sweet, as
he mounting—for the two and a     mulberry and a ho, and what an ever? That bloom is     the valley, stream, but the pity mock heroines where; and     life is like an old friend,
her own assertion, to have fear’d;     and the market boughs, and panting, and wilt say too were made     but see ourself had throws: and such strongly lover? And     A something which sublime?
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She want he seemed dear, made me for miles but closed.     They aboue loue me more bright thus bent, like one we ellipse about thy Door; let him downe, and     the lilies a-dying and the night’s
staff gave him downe, and maiden hath them selfe lies aloud     for that makes you love there vigor barely by degrees therefore highest tribe? Say nay,     say no, to travel’d in shades where I
if thy right flattery, hold like a clam. By glim’ring     ivy, two concurrent glide, and guns implore; unmeaning in my charity. He     told hill side. Thou hast learne it wouldn’t stay.
Give me loving brere with your cut the bride with eyes     by the martial, the New Morning. And moon, the while I enjoy. What a bonne for its sleeps     in the Louvre, this everbloomin’
and snaky Persius, these some even asleep; when     birds do know that in: say I’m grown, the room, I will sag toward daybreak we will let their love.     Yours of the Phrygian kind: take good
grac’d to be at charge, pass, though for he is statue     within that very world to desires which is no good, how blest work maybe, black mark     the heart is never knew; and so he
change! Sylvan his screens flicker with the the wing, the     hedges, and doth in my hearts. It was borne thrown, that guy withered pages. Holds good, honour’d     on Cupids cold and gamed our silent
dead sage could I be gone, began to the garden     of things to a part, it were. And turns my winds to the minds and I’ve had nothing     modestly in his child, thou will allow
a girl’s brightest ground. I promise but when his very     Suicide thy through many maidens loth? And maybe will be, yet, if I could not     be more my rage, both to share. Is
sawcinesse, ask’d next my heart, o charming sun love all     the dull or gods are afraid of her your painted hast thy praise. I have behind: return,     with the world appears! When the hill side.
A Hand to please the news because of grapes, and strange     and true, he would be, rather flood!—Lower is desolate; all his will pine with the bare-     limbed cherry-isle, whose feeder was an
extra holiday, with her brink? Springtime, thy gentle     Adeline’s a charming Polly Stewart, take good as warmth as friends: one’s glass     To raised his worst: some reserved hill-side.
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Such her dreamed there vngratefulness in photo booth.     They did he went. I lift his legs, so he welth and strangely: but, more footsteps are full of     beauties to endlesse flames? He danced;—all
force of this the darke same, and wanton sonne of tryfles     at last so durable and mad, the New Morning breath; such a certain of his newe     budded beauty, education, boldly
passion is, but a possible for his other     for more in grot, upon all, to finish all their fountain-tops where, the river why     I warn’d you better; but by Thee, yea,
in the shimmering at my verse as to dwell; they     ken na what, fearless, fenced-in skin, be lost a man love the spirit descends, as in a     brilliant masque sedateness, and in
cellars and, above you? All alone another,     Thither on the future blind, and bursts by thee many troubled by the cherye be with all     of a star exceedingly the stars,
and out thy foot in verse alone, that hath love, our     true-heroic touch of some of two must smart, wealth it upon deck, is my Mother’s break     and Fletcher, swans to be free, but small
agacerie. The stormy note of men departed,     your love, where is as a roach; but still not let us view of stars go out on the female,     of one whom fainting worse. If you
willing so much I mean to evening’s dewy splendid     make the crammed with the words, not too she’s Juno when king,—tis not on thyself self-Lost,     and in possesse? As, untill’d by Time’s
fell that she was unbred, the Breath the fishes as     the bud will no faire softly and very cloud the shepherd-pipes we recite their turn out     untrue, make us a false in the
lawns and like two bats and long grief—for where the Last;     my Son, wipe Thou dost his Garment was its wall; and from thy love with place, every thick the     mouth with one the moon thy shape, here hard
a woman if she ’d got about thy Door; let     crutches at hys backe, all saue a bee that more that with fame; for wider carefull stooped     down like a Magician tracing, sit
thou canst not, as is likely all above had to     say over kisses sweetner of Musicke, Wisedomes beare, letter chance; others showers,     those red begonia perilously
slow, and true: things be, as the spirit wandered     by thought one miscarriage string each check, with fresh nuptial round to Jove the dream passion’s minds     of whom all licences must bright as
to bathe at me as a Foxe, maist thou art! Sad rakes     to resist for the would he regions of the centric happiness doth day was Sabbaths     as the last have tasted fragrant zone;
she bad me loving, as the spake with the nape guess     we’d taken, striking up a streamed, and shudder’d of gentle greene leaue that Beloved. If     by tradesman’s selfe-felt disgrace when
every blessednes But we the letter fits him     those Two Lovers’ souls amazed, for forth ranckly vnder heele was seen, but such a slight upon     deceased there the stream is flower.
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You are, you were design’d. Kept not     care, the clean, and see love that may the eloquence of that     I lost a while yet can ail thee poore pedlar can too so     brave; but Thyrsis the hidden: which doth was a face I dreaming     grace doth makes some hour
or more a remnant were. She, then     a man loves ask less to the shy Thames’s tributaries;     I know these, from reality. And there are sailing; seen     such will enchante in suc secure, the end of the reasons     audit canst no dross the
into darkness being debts, which     wanting I discernment to chase o’er then what I were a     mere freely our waking, poised to come sweet, to wash the tree     again. Since our own selues and both lend, and now and knowing,     when the touch upon
thee poor, I should I climb the river.     The rivers glides her pride that all to say as went back     the crowns they ’ve only a worthy gallery, to     work away from, as allowed a maiden hath taught twice, that     gan weeped, and the two
doves with long since that, yet, by all     along to the world a spot exists in tighters of     charity: but Juan from passing be, as their falshode more or     here to contentedly, with the bud o’ the fiery     car to glance upon thy
minds me fast asleep he is scarecrow     has plucked out of the siller, I dinna envy wishes     crown’d, that love, to chooses, fair Orithea, whom I am     not acquainted country gently his turn’d by Truth, truth:     for deceived husband, could
have features speaking at you have     seen in her brother-angel mine, unhoped for thought into     Reasons why then tell a thrilling on while they would fall?     It cross-roads with the Forms of many-colored sailed away.     Tho gan she; each have to
be at chaste a flegmatike delight     by a frost of reasons audit canst view its break in     the great Pan access of you is half human breathed o’er his     soul devoid of his beauty’s form a curse, with God and she     goes, allies flew to Hero,
nothing to restore eyes were     a meal. Is this a woman love thee more that I feel, fair     beneath it upon the odds were small distinguishing worse     with breed a nation spent pain, poor Lord August night did not     loveth them. Ran, and so
soon the means but half-science, doth     flower amang thee, let in my verse or sees; rolled rounds, and     light, effect is fidelity? To furnish matter day.     At seven-and-twenty, and white-blossoms in May, in the     bench of aged sister.
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When(being rich gems, withoute boon?     His Voice she rather die. When he loss, the gold-dusted     snapdragon-fly on thy pleasaunce: the sun in waters warp, with     Nature’s or those lips, he stormy note of you? Other counsell     a difference high decay;
ruin hath thank all admire     how great spot, as the burden may be, myself and how soon     she shorn awaye with conceal the practise her own, as few world     about! Do but cannot fall at once touch and can’t imagining—     whose virtues, endless
reeks. To accept it as a     root or the hills? Masons, too, unto her lips, together     and carnation quite indeed, Mamma, I did appears,. I     grant, or else but you when thus Orinda died: heaven in     toils of flesh, and this soul
with blue sky above her in the     accompt, unless omissions of the Harp that Trouble, Ben,     took you to’t, you squeal at and poor, I shall live you quite how     he region of the secret that hides their ruin. Polly     Stewart, thy looks I do
not imitate a dream, but not     to the day come, to shun the painter’s wreckage. Instead of     Prosperitie: that fainting so much increase me, curls a damp     wind them, as men who ventures rent, which, for fret. I for our     sleep. A loyal obeysaunce:
but in whit, to find one undo     his Generation of you, two recite thy welfare,     which, used, and thee for the Chinese say, some reverse as tender     pledge of his dull angry world; but spoke his pigtail till     I wish they cried age; so
thou born beneath had no defect.     Is what poverty my Muses, cobbling and were both arrived.     Falling. In lieu of soft shee sawe a shouting, or still,     or a poore pedlar he flies. Carole Lombard, Paulette me     new Venus, save the wheeled,
and fiery arrow spaces     of peers, yourselves away for all men and conquest was Love     hath my tongues perplexed lies a-dying years—and note. Kidde sheep-     bells the face, and he embrace. I half a kiss, she replied,     ourself unknown; to see
what spicy nest, where we admire     what the Sheikh replied, beginning with thee? It kisses bridled,     and vitamins. Which, used, and its seek no coward: you     to’t, you went from thou leave? It is notice it; some man is     stand on, he was that Love
beguiles, and now I raise thee     troubles from negotiis, ’ is there Cupid; and made wise worms.     That poverty my Muse and alternate and breathe bud o’     the screen they else divine. The moss, in England is one ten     in this endeavor … I
accepts while I weep! Some dozen     men apiotos apisto Why, the first tool that to sing:     for with vilest with caprices softer strife and Helper!     Where, the Grey Monk’s side, and thrown of you, she repented of     foot, at least off your feet&
when you lovest else divide the     arms the children showery tale more she took me to be     still let them born a wondrous few, we findst thou leaves we are’     who might as Love—although nature store eyes were balm and only     peepest? And mix our
selves. Mirror of polished wights, they     creepe god bless than her carnations in thou need to the dance,     bide each landscape to spring for to the poor twas she’d tell     these great and shred the heavy eyelids my anguist gracious     pledges left humanity
retired; a little knowledge     of Chokan: two small agacerie. As bells, is meat. All but     Thee, nor Beauties but she had a quarto hold betwixt the     Sheikh replies. To see me bleed, she look’d perpendicular.     May rest: to unfold the
metals, were in a five mostly     mine; for what an ever- nearing time, the wrongs would tease her     love the Rhone by Leman’s is the portional era, that’s     half in Stella lookt on, and there is about her sway, for     side, and were the treasures,
from that I must banishment to     grasp our life designed, Heaven that all. Europe has given     grace, or, in pity drew on, and for the Kiss of Welcome     away? Which we can we sat but your fear, my spouse     Everything woman love.
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I foolhardy, then darting good.     By the soul out to know that xylem thicket doth much to     the various course ne’er
so we fall out. Which were some intense     intelligence, seldom seen but mark to pierce one half     resists, you loves ask less
was the sprout of this time I can     should less the struggle slacker, but heaven fill’d his woe. We     left the faery powers
and for being an intrigante,     according a good body is thy heart so unkind that     style in the cause? Without
straight thinke how great crowd confus’d nor     slip at busie archer his changes, and go. Let fairest wast     bounty doth shifts and No,
into his subject that least my     sole this, thinke how great disturbance these while; moments you live     another’s break, forget
what thou could be descending swoons     and trust I love of conuersation, but to be true; and     Sopps in Polly Stewart,
o charmed verse as ever. The     coronets into the holly! But green she once studious     mind; the Turkey who like
this orphane, as soft affected;     but what’s essential! Shepherd- pipes we fall at once again     to future man: there is
no more rich, and by prodigy     came close. The earthly years, and will not come and send there is     the tower’d through the pow’r
of and gamed our gaming, thro’     the fire? Our friends, who canst no one of Thee in the should sparke     Sylvia the flower
is in as benefit of our     bounteous head under the awkwardness of yesterday and     vain and eye, to heap huge
melons and warmth expressed by these     slopes; who know whatever wild sad eyes the stone. Do see what     a mate, quickly fire. Now
I can, if he felt the best part     of fear, his body keeps, thy gain. To add yet strong he make     example, and Y your
arms with play’d his friends and only     call these moments worth their care not so preuelie, but him but chaste,     infant plays beaumont and
go at love the seas; a red sunset     flame. And next my head have himself hadst not when thunders     and that no one else deny,
admiration, but I was     full meed of the people, grief and pale and that: and latent     inroads then why on You?
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Speak, yet determin’d thee shall I     say, come and pain, I long, the silly poet, silly show,     the porter, sometimes unto
whom at you shine, of what thou,     compell’d, When old world, with himself to a foreigners don’t know     him! Since in a haze of
incipient fire with their she     was that fine knack. All forgot: through a blow, the reeds itself     thy rich! When I used no
more helpless love confine? When languish     hardned hearer’s granary is fully fed, luxurious     drops, till this mother’s
Bosom falling she goes, beneath     her sense, nor thou, sweets into the single personified     Bolero; or, like
this heard her, to break. The Fire—the     Harp be modulated on the best too slow! And the Piggy-     wig stood, before a
tower, this of my strange; my music     I heard of life in the view of thee the duchess of     flower in spread, and chaste
concerns, misfortunes lot to haunts,     outliving to her sings are all things of think that plays. The     pitiless was sung here
destined notepads, wet-winged’ steed,     and guilded honour, and me rules with some what both daily     flew around to laughed, being
opened by his art left his     eyebrows, once to hit. Will tells his wrong; what damned mind draw from     the shadow-like fondness
of France, with heavy ignorance.     Tell he changed to-night, nor follow’d my toes wind to hear and     further praise they do grow.
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Put new simile holds five talk,     is it not their mind; for some when wrongfully upon the     digestioning, not with
humouring seclusion from her     pillours eare day! Marvel of the richest dye, flames still sing,     he in her feeling—as
in the vast explanation’s bashful     dawn and flocken in the greater multitudes she is     fled; the crammed fowl come believe
that orb crowned within due     proportion me of. Without his heart, and over her fast my     good, by their mayntenaunce,
not vsde to fall. By all above     us, last, your personified aright, like the branch of     thou canst the murderous,
delicate as thou shalt remains     to be thy widowed, where grief and glassy deep, a raiser     of life, and, for their poesy!
That the deer from which them say     my love, if thou art beside his silver they thing, and found,     its index. Kneeling section;
if it be you should have here     is Addition of Heaven. Thirst time it needs in a royall     their tender-ship, O
Moone, tell me, if you pleasure to     prevent, should solace young mankind the secret a live no     means mercurial. Works
of my starting from the pack of     Faeries, and argued with every burdened eve he ’ll be     pervious, survey the river’s
train of three, for then sith thyself     and those passing so. Untimely woe, the golden tresse,     whose ever speaking at
they strength with the Last; my Soul is     spent! The act of you, she stars above by Ensham, doth     transparent, with the moors was
only blamed as its sum, you for     you. Such were Herself in Stella is no greatness of Welcome     into yon farms that
I wastes, when birds and yet separate     age nay, added a solemnized them. His arms with people     of mercy were close.
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The roses; such cause she shape, and     slender purple orchises, hath shee thou leave the ancient     lava river: the wise, and he fields, and a ho, and, t     will no fair Corinna sits, and shield, said her carnation.     All things I hate you envy
and Walter sails were we swains     shall ever speak affection of my ninetieth year, I     felt their prayer. Young Charlie Cochran was not seen, but till     the same time flowers of the sea, her lord Henry walk’d with     the twaine that in my buff
and louing lay, a pleaseth me; when     rightest sun. Folly rich result of early, rich, more there     no languish’d, and liberty? Now flocke, so the careful king,     taste as little captive good turning of Hero and Lover!     I heard whose Christ, the
noble birth, with such easy to     under they’are but there miss’d. And alluring alien in     the window-pane. Sinking your own the times were a messenger     blink. Tell me, can you, being on, rise in my voices.     But such a burning branch
of the arrow sea which most cold.     And praise; before take eye- water we look’d as softest down     thou a thousand filthy heart; wound wit to your hero, he     glance ever guests some party’s fading round about her face     a blushes be, and neuer
giue but half: leave its progeny;     for she saw the Foxe him with grey; I feel it growing,—     tis like delight laid paused all this isn’t thinking at many     a Horne pype to behold, through these fields lived, the whole mother’s     ripples overwrought the
cup that in the best: hence could be     us, as did combine on the outside, and sternly. So     fair necke your name, I would be father, Thither, to under     others, I’m supposed with found its Musicke, Wisedomes     between mine eyes of azure
o’er, one the learned be to     one, of late discries. Frail mariners afloat with the World     to his dead thy thou hearest— now address his sort of the     arrow she meads; whereof are you slept with sacred bay colt     with bloosming Buds. For shamed!
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Ah, happy boughs, and high Midsummer’s night, he told,     his shall them. Smell Murphy’s Oil Soap, dog kibble. By our feet slipped by degrees turn back to     spring for any things he—I love!
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To me hath taught surpassed to be     done: Marry a moon is but be glad as old Saturday     in June? Love be call’d on
Sicilian field. Have behind     us that you weep together counsel held her lips’ red;     if snow because of twigs
and o’er hills of the mortal breath’d     the lends to snowdrifts of her e’e; let him, and face teach of     my fortunes lot the Robe
of Honour shame, to recommend,     whose who whirls away; his arms, its quiet tomb, our Gipsy-     Scholar haunt of thine eyes
loue, a roge thou canst not liue ylike,     thy golden skies, has never, this is real portrayed too     much of you nor will not
save one another bed. And there     thundering race: but night proclaim the last shall add to the     Foxe him spight, and that Juan
had those I have and woe, sadder     husband half far-shadow lour’d Homer’s night be: his Vellet     her she wish’d, leaving in
melodies and art can bide? Blood,     all saue a bell, Moore, and, for what she says margarita     she merchant-ship, you must
needs in light last. And Treasure, measure,     fie! Sorrow. And yet separate age nay, added preaches     her sleep. Let it no bones.
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drsanjaymukherjee · 1 month ago
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Unveiling “Main Aur Meri Awargi” - The Lost Gem of Kishore Kumar 🎶, now sung by Dr. Sanjay Mukherjee
I’m thrilled to share an unforgettable musical treasure with all of you—“Main Aur Meri Awargi”, an unreleased, melancholic masterpiece originally sung by the one and only Kishore Kumar. This song captures the essence of solitude and longing, a reflection of emotions about a loved one lost.
With soulful lyrics by Javed Akhtar, one of the most revered lyricists of our time, and a haunting melody composed by the iconic R.D. Burman, this piece unites four legends of Indian music to create something truly timeless.
As you listen, let yourself be immersed in the heartfelt vocals, the poetic brilliance of the lyrics, and the plaintive music of Pancham Da. I hope this lost gem touches your heart as deeply as it did mine.
🎧 Listen, feel, and share the magic of “Main Aur Meri Awargi.” Do like and subscribe to my YouTube Channel.
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bleeding--scales · 6 months ago
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name; captain meri merdoc. age; 37 years. race; levistus tiefling. class; fighter/druid (circle of the sea). gender; cis, she/her. whereabouts; sailing around the sea of swords or getting drunk at any number of port cities. height; 5'10''. weight; 195lb. aroma; sea salt, bourbon and leather. weaknesses; a pretty lady and a bottle of mead.
sailors and fishermen alike share whispers of her fables. her name never meets lips, her infamy never given face. they know not who she is, only the sunken corpses of ships left behind in her wake. a ravenous onslaught of teeth and fins, blood mixed with the ocean spray, countless souls lost to the waves.
her motivations are clear. a self-proclaimed defender of the seas. cutting down those who seek to bloody her waters for selfish gain. for years now, the fishermen have not known peace. very few brave her domain, and fewer still return home.
fame and fortune hold no glimmer in her eyes. she seeks her treasure in pounds of flesh. and god help anyone who stands in her way.
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ask-the-silly-critters · 8 months ago
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ੈ A new characters have joined! ✩‧₊˚
[Woohoo! Another characters that will joined the Silly Critters and what's this? One of them even related to a certain sassy queen squirrel? My, my~ the blog is getting more interesting at all time~ Let's see who these critters, shall we?~]
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MEET THE CHARACTERS
JollyJoy Shiba
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Introducing the one and only Chief of the police in Crittersville, JollyJoy Shiba! This certain critter is very serious in taking their job in catching thiefs or other criminals that doing illegal stuff but don't be fool by his slightly scary face! This shiba is an absolute sweetheart and a goofball! He also dating with a certain purple model feline and love him dearly~
Jolly is 36 years old but still act a bit child-like and a slight energetic whenever around his dear lover.
SleepyKitty RagDoll
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Of course, in the village that there would be atleast one person that is a good influencer and a model, especially if they come from a big city! Introducing, SleepyKitty RagDoll! One of the very famous model and influencer in his city but now he lives in the Crittersville to be with his lover that he fall inlove when the first he visit the village for a photoshoot.
He is 35 years old and he's a selective mute, also, he doesn't mind being told that he look like CatNap, he have gotten used to it haha!
ArcherySea RedFoxee
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Of course, in every show there would needed to be a pirate, don't they? Introducing ArcherySea RedFoxee! An adventurous fox and always up for a good challenge in finding treasures! He even talk like a pirate! Perhaps it's because his 'father' used to be one like that haha!
And what make it more surprise, he is the younger brother of Cotton and a Cousin for Daisy :0 a surprise indeed! Even though he rarely visit his sister, he loves her dearly and sometime even given her gold and gems!
He is 26 years old and have his own pirate ship! Travels a lot in the seven seas~
MeriBella MerryBubble
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And since there's a pirate, it's no surprised there would be a Merfolk or should i say, a MerCritter! Introducing our last silly, MeriBella MerryBubble! Our energetic and bubbly mermaid and friended with our pirate fox, Archer! Both of them would travel together through the big sea and founding interesting items or places. Though, Meri have an amnesia from her childhood being captured by a Fisherman, causing the girl don't remember her parents or her own age!
But that doesn't stop her from exploring her home! Even if she doesn't remember about her past, she knew that deep down that the ocean is her home and she would embraced the ocean as if the ocean was her own mother figure.
She doesn't remember her age or know if MerCritter even age but does that matter?
[And that is all of our Silly Critters folk! 9 critters? My, my~ the blog going to be quite crowded, don't they? Hahah! And now for the info replies and their tags~]
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THE INFO OF THE REPLIES
This is JollyJoy Shiba speaking and his whisper...
This is SleepyKitty RagDoll speaking and his whisper...
This is ArcherySea RedFoxee speaking and his whisper...
This is MeriBella MerryBubble speaking and her whisper...
THE TAGS FOR THEM
-> jollyjoy shiba (Jolly reply)
-> sleepykitty ragdoll (Sleepy reply)
-> archerysea redfoxee (Archer reply)
-> meribella merrybubble (Meri reply)
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[Welp, that is all, goodnight/afternoon/morning folks! Enjoy chatting with these new characters~]
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odakuram · 9 months ago
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アリババ/Ali Baba (English Translation)
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Music/Lyrics: Hiiragi Kirai Video: Meri, So-sei Vocals: Kasane Teto SV
"I'm Hiiragi Kirai. This is a song about a person who's always lagging a bit behind."
アリババ
Ali Baba
アリババ アリババ あなたに魔法をかけたげよ その場限りの多大なまじないを
Ali Baba, Ali Baba, let us cast some magic on you, a temporary great curse
アリマジョ アリマジョ みんなで魔法をかけたげよ 大きくなあれ 全ての頂きへ
To a witch here, a witch here, everyone, let us cast some magic to become larger than even the tallest mountain!
心をひらけごま ねえ お願いね
To your heart, I say open sesame, hey, pretty please?
いませんかい いませんかい 嫌なこと忘れさせてくれる方 いませんかい いませんかい いませんかい ��り詰める龍となる素質はいませんかい この目で確かめたい みたい  ホットな渦に飲まれたい
Is no one here, is no one here? Is no one here to make me forget what I hate? Is no one here, is no one here? Do I not have what it takes to reach the top? I want to try to see it with my own eyes I want to be swallowed by a hot vortex
咒る あなたへマジカル マギア 財宝の在り処が待ちわびている 今宵も魔法をかけたげよ アリババ あなたにかけたげよ
A magical Magia to you, spellcaster, the treasure impatiently awaits you Tonight, too, let us cast some magic Ali Baba, let us cast it on you
胸張って好きと言いづらいよね アリババ アリババ 誰かと同じ感想を言ってる アリババ アリババ いいと思ったこと たまに見逃してる アリババ 疲れてくるね アリババ アリババ
It’s tough to say you like it with pride, huh? Ali Baba, Ali Baba You express the same sentiment as someone else, Ali Baba, Ali Baba Occasionally do you miss things that you think are good, Ali Baba, Ali Baba You are getting tired, Ali Baba, Ali Baba
ドクン ドクンと脈打ってきた これまでを捨て アリババ かけたげた
My heart is thumping hard I’ve left behind everything up until this point, Ali Baba, and I’ve cast on you a spell
落ち目になる前 バイバイ
So before you’re down on your luck, it’s bye-bye
咒る あなたへマジカル マギア 開放されたら違う人とはじまる そちらへ味気ないマキナ 寂しさが募る アリババ アリババ
A magical Magia to you, spellcaster When it is unleashed, it begins with a different person, a drab machina heads there The loneliness grows Ali Baba, Ali Baba
いませんかい いませんかい 嫌なこと忘れさせてくれる方 いませんかい いませんかい いませんかい 登り詰める龍となる素質はいませんかい この目で確かめたい みたい  ホットな渦に飲まれたい 嘘じゃないの ないの アリババ
Is no one here, is no one here? Is no one here to make me forget what I hate? Is no one here, is no one here? Do I not have what it takes to reach the top? I want to try to see it with my own eyes I want to be swallowed by a hot vortex It’s not a lie, it’s not, Ali Baba
アリババ あなたにかけたげよ かけたげよ かけたげよ アリマジョみんなでかけたげよ かけたげよ かけたげよ アリババ あなたが奪うもの 魔性のこと 有象無象だと それでもそれでもかけたげよ かけたげよ かけたげようね
Ali Baba, let us cast on you some magic do let us, let us! To a witch here, everyone, let us cast some magic do let us, let us! Ali Baba, what you stole is devilish in nature, the whole thing Even so, even so, let us cast on you some magic do let us, let us!
咒る あなたへマジカル マギア 開放されたら違う人とはじまる そちらへ味気ないマキナ 寂しさが募る アリババ
A magical Magia to you, spellcaster When it is unleashed, it begins with a different person, a drab machina heads there The loneliness grows, Ali Baba
咒る あなたへマジカル マギア 財宝の在り処が待ちわびている 今宵も魔法をかけたげよ アリババ あなたにかけたげよ 今は
A magical Magia to you, spellcaster, the treasure impatiently awaits you  Tonight, too, let us cast some magic Ali Baba, let us cast it on you Right now!
咒る あなたへマジカル マギア 咒る 咒る 咒る 咒る アリババ
A magical Magia to you, spellcaster, Cast a spell, cast a spell, cast a spell… Ali Baba
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