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libidomechanica · 1 year ago
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Was I to dress
A Kelly lune sequence
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—A flowers. Was I to dress. And long inside my hell.
               II
Nurses teach three limb that Titanic strife, a third sex.
               III
Breathe at last? Perhaps a sorry muttered if each thee!
               IV
Crouched the spring-days, oh, never quit your wile? The dead.
               V
The reflection about ye. Nurse, and cleansed the weeps: sdeath!
               VI
So they were all night of empty place. I drop the sun.
               VII
Destiny he helpless song; love will Europe’s sight?
               VIII
Then loue and the soldier put on copse and arbitrate?
               IX
Red as leathers tore my spark should sleep. Passionate tears.
               X
He did. An angel hear my sorrow through sleep. Saying?
               XI
White-blossom, o! Otherwise. The great shivering clear.
               XII
And like a sparkling even as breath of a corpse!
               XIII
The youth, and prunes. Or lack of what survives even now!
               XIV
Grow out all the yellow captives back. Thus to be had.
               XV
With colder heir might mix his deed: but go! Stair weather.
               XVI
The same, give my hell. So the princess at it pricking.
               XVII
His curtains us both. Then loue you. From small column.
               XVIII
All night pillow sea’s, mourns me to be Italian tea!
               XIX
The body sways. I have felt a pistol, he replies.
               XX
For these anticipation? Each rebuff that white pills.
               XXI
The eagle scorn my favours! I light, that crowded you.
               XXII
” Thou payèd were no more. Happily I had broken head.
               XXIII
And to hers, and loud that had veild them thou need too long.
               XXIV
Yet gifts as mine! A poor Heart alone; forlorn world drops.
               XXV
We known those suffer. Of sighs, half hidden Mystery.
               XXVI
You less. Of desier; stella, in whose flowers. And there.
               XXVII
The account; all that sort white robe to me. And life, Love.
               XXVIII
Till it in tears. Silent pillow, to me, saying, Oh.
               XXIX
Nurses teach what nature’s. What thou can using gives thee.
               XXX
She woke at midday. She is spoil I think it sounded?
               XXXI
Was it seem woe, compared tomb. So they would be so dear.
               XXXII
Hears its wings whence word? Shall I, unskilfu’, try the pock!
               XXXIII
—Was he who watching seen. Shall entered full on us?
               XXXIV
The race returnes! The spoke, and the vale; but know me.
               XXXV
The signs of the Lady of thy rustic flute would die.
               XXXVI
To hang in the Past. For them, dear Jane! I, who sayes nay?
               XXXVII
The loves his task, must spells, if not I have I see clear.
               XXXVIII
Of religion, the brave made a deal of ovation.
               XXXIX
Was molten in his head turning Contest. Everywhere.
               XL
Of men, but she sleep? Stella, whose shining such who, ah!
               XLI
—How that tenderneath thee? Ready counsellor, or ouer-wise.
               XLII
Toward America Contest. And steak while, but when me!
               XLIII
Where my mistress short of strength seem so. He loved too well.
               XLIV
Desire! Slept, and wishing eyes; your lives in glowing?
               XLV
Their better the folds its account him but to the learn?
               XLVI
The asphodel, that is time. Tear are figures, that wait?
               XLVII
If once every where. Fire, and this face, one blushing so.
               XLVIII
Such pretty flowe! And it and danced; but this more the mild!
               XLIX
Before than you. No think I made Love bade on the tune.
               L
Eyes sickle, hour; who watches. Bring fingers in my way.
               LI
That night. And somewhere, lighter loose,— it screen, robbing wave!
               LII
Followed up and round to heal his own soul. The violent.
               LIII
No, no, no. More to unders black Despair underness.
               LIV
From friend, childhood well. Our virtue. Against female hands.
               LV
When first stall. Ere what remote land is lair. Of his Jean.
               LVI
And they resist? What now He says: My children crying.
               LVII
Love in threshing eyes. Heart, I read. At they came at state.
               LVIII
Was smashed or arm the appear! We rubbed the brave poor fell’d.
               LIX
Still, even there—do go. That has a heap of danger.
               LX
Whatever found with my breast too grossly dyed. The truth.
               LXI
Did I never bough and scorn. ’Er against females stall.
               LXII
With other to me. At night quick, she refuse the grace.
               LXIII
Moving, all arbitrate? Reflections, contrived to stray.
               LXIV
Walking, hey ding air. Ask me no more. The cried alone.
               LXV
Swell of such to see. There is the soon: there’s the fix.
               LXVI
So—But Fate avenger. She told; and hear his own soul.
               LXVII
Can his free-born joy. Ear, mouths never die, but she strong.
               LXVIII
Sing the awkwardness called the princesses sweeps the still.
               LXIX
But every prime eaten by a raccoon. My tears shed.
               LXX
The Daughters, each sense? Cut from her long. Are ours from Sin?
               LXXI
Dying in you may dwelt full on us? And followed.
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askbakakira-blog · 7 years ago
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Holy moly, your drawing of Ann is nothing short of amazing. She looks so adorably gorgeous. Her hair! Those eyes! Beautiful.
((weEPS GROSSLY thank you anon!! ;o;// i’m really glad it’s to your liking TuT)//
i had a lot of fun working on it so i’m happy to know that! 💕💕))
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A letter from the front lines of the 'Rick and Morty' McDonald's sauce war
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My Dearest Abigail, 
It has been long since I had an opportunity of writing to you, and I gladly avail myself of the present opportunity. As I sit and toil in the wick'd heat at the local McDonald’s waiting for my precious Ricky and Morty sauce, I find joy in the mem’ries of you. I am on the front lines of the cause now, and I don’t imagine I will find myself venturing homeward for quite some time…
Do not weep for me, my sweet Abigail! For the cause is important, as you know, and we all here have determined we are willing to do whatever for this sauce, even if it means our death.
SEE ALSO: McDonald's relents to rabid 'Rick and Morty' fans, promises more Szechuan sauce
It is now hour nine of this war. We grow tired and weak…subsisting off of only nuggets and using their grossly inferior tangy barbecue sauce. O, the horror. The wretched horror. I will spare you the details of the taste, as I’ve only a certain amount of parchment on which to write to you.
When I saw Rick, the cartoon character whom is impossible to identify with unless you are a sociopath, gush over the ancient Szechuan sauce, I knew I must taste this sweet nectar myself. Everyone here agrees.
Our chants of “We want sauce! We want sauce!” are slowly but surely demoralizing our enemy, the dreaded McDonald’s employee, who purposefully withholds this precious sauce for themselves. The Selfish Fools! They have no idea of our resolve. 
We will not leave until we claim our sauce. And if they don’t provide? We will simply boycott their restaurants, bankrupting them in the process. Ha…I am laughing. Already, nine of us have agreed to never eat at McDonald’s again. They have no idea what they’re up against, my dear Abigail! We will not break!
The news is not all bad from here. I’ve made a friend! His name is Zack and he is a brave soldier of the cause. The past hour fifty-nine I have spent o’er by his side saying such classic quotes as “I Am Pickle Rick” and the like. It is a delight, my sweet sweet Abigail. I hope some day you and him will meet. Tho…that day will be far from now. You must understand. 
It is getting late. I am writing this to you under the dim light of Zack’s 1997 Honda CR-V ceiling light. We do not know how much longer we will be here, but we are ready to fight tooth and nail for what is ours by right. 
I hope to see you soon, my darling. I will heed your correspondence in the morn. 
Yours Affectionately,
Jared
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libidomechanica · 2 years ago
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“That is he nothing matched; then, the lovd”
A sonnet sequence
                We wished it, and on my browne. Though still I weep away in thy peryenche wind. I can shew, though a hundred springs had or must accuse your golden face that high to moan and then pray that jewelry become not win; and you faire floating beneath say, a dream is fled, but one. That is he nothing matched; then, the lov’d there mine eyes, blue larks on winges, for Europe along there the Clay of May, did she spiteful to test out. Well; I will be astonisht hart. Sudden with pitty on my boys dead, and the deep sleet against the rested: but fills me with a golden gracious eye, for euermore I loue.
                I see me. And thereof. And I make me too long as of our punishing hed. The smiles, that deathly ache; till uncurled and beam of high roof, made my dayes in his safer: out of mock-heroic—true-sublime of wealth’s austere, supremely tyde. I pitiful to Poverty—hospitable, to the grossly dyed. The politics run glibber all that long in bigger notes in hers, and I was dread?—Just ere shee stroke on mine, each to its fatling it from either came Night have Vizírs—but be named, their comment on your light and exchange, for well of the Starres: for whom self-caged Passion.
                And waste in the holy things, conquest challeng needs let myself with patient forth with me. High distaind with panting my selues sufficeth to all the rosy couch: twas impossible and pull of thy voice pealing under let my thunderbolt not success, but of fire, as the Grace in the faery land, whatever’s eyes. Fit for looke, lest unawares doo weaues, and Behold her aching with life renew’d! And washed my mind, and so on, from my necke doth still to her high to look on me. Stately forgive me once vouchsafe O goddesse toile: a melting taken out with vertue to make the awful rainbow, as the sang. That she cried ones good Queene of those outlet’s be jocund where upon the mirror’d smallest her face rose influence in mine own love who can ye lyke leaue vnto their brain; for a man can moue her? A voice, a ghost, adieu, Wait her attraction! Their Loss to reach year old who reward.
                And there’s more to grieve. Love or heavenly fyre, the haggard selfe the badg which is my love, and said, he live with him, wept a rain and Absál like a vaine, I strive through green. To sore my cloud of ioy it is light and catching her breasts, birds do lie her head was Ida by the third upon the gilded moon, the tambour frame: my very badly she will for you, about for roses as a wonderment: yet how to bring the heauen may do. She said she says her images of the near or not serve people every soul began to heart, too sore, and, feeling fingers stings shakes that danced in most price.
                My side, wretch his Mecænas left his still cavern deep hae I offend. Sweet is she, that it from which is there shining with her to rest is, but hurting with Sorrows, and you doth feare and hauing now you are, heap earth when youth since then for things which her lay. But yet knowing surely tapping light ascensions willing men should have, which mere placed, of nature.— I mean not so; but be the ways my very daungers in his heart to mine eyes I her beauty unespy’d, but green they less. Had he not the telltale chearefull eyes for stone. With a voice kept in girl keeping a great broad half-hidden pretty Face?
                For all unmeet from thy cause or admyre: such the glory exceeds, and feeblest friend or choke, and liggen wrapt in chords, and bare straight thinking sure, to be discoveries prisoner led astray: but the more to summon’d, and thrifts’ heirs enquire, is but al my day, and are warm as a figure length for a womankind like as an evil tongue the feast-nightmare, harsh penance doth mollify: but fed or jingled, and when they were not your boy’s a-dying. In slaying her Queene not let vs cast with splendorous. In all her titles true, you walked with an interested, came out much succeed?
                All the goodwill hear her son, shuddered, why? She link the time, with sudden a though another straining whose ymage placed be; no wind, deepening in a tree along, to rain and over the halcyon Morn to hold. Inclination, countryman; with meagre, barefoot, wan, he curtains wear But fayre golden light of Madeline, said to me now hauing now is comrade walks in her beasts, have the sort of sine and her difficult to plant my foemen’s fate—such, early to the garden, carefull yre breaks forth th’ author of your bosom, panting Porphyro, with ease from thy breast down heart cries, Love speak.
                But never that wakens his own his Hoard of fashion,—the morning’s incense, in rymes bath’d in her eyes of a subscription of songs to sette thy not a friend, a rigid guard, for our wild Asiatic tame, complete, howe’er he had now him, until her temple was rayse. Into golden hookes, pretensions springs of desire. Music, sole your smile at these Eyes the Idoll, not heare, as a root or colour’d in her aspect in flowers do stur; in this race all fear, needing to thy tride. Ask me no more: your hand, but in her praise her, read a little avails that misseth the vale!
                She sight for thy, contemplation. And in my e’e. Perhaps a youth and of such as close implide, but in heart, has something question’d the periwinkle traine. Somewhere in the field and write, sith shade of accompanions bene wynd ye wauing star that, dizzy with whom, and did remaine. Not in her virtuous, that by us, the shiver; and you, grow your so happy valleys, may to new delight: ne one to sue, expresse their farther that: which would have I not this gold or heard me sight, from wel tempest-beaten happened be; if just as the closet-gods they did stirre now part of the quyre of love.
                There which they are chariot, many dear debates whose fayleth trust, fair garden, the sun looked upon you could ceased; a dead prime: but a choice of strong and clogd with your rayes! Most happy letters stead: one hand her bed, but the periwinkle or Niger, to discuss prepard. More their loue is th’ accomplishment of pleasure, and viler close cote armour rusts, and shook the one of thankfull pitiously be to me, and how he had hid him up to mine, a hazard.— Already in dumb orat’ries, her flowers, and grin at a sigh of painful changing, when you in the sad pensive awhile.
                Thou art a girl, and the long while each mania a disease, to battered with pity mock the People, at all, her breathing, for, heart, St. On one light, thou loved, should be with doe poetess only throb like the child yet inexperience her sunlight, her whims bid her wrath appearing, has earthly eye. We walks in her eyes were cold spell those sooth what we escape. Old joys for me: that shall cates and chast delight: who ever eager or the long ere it as a root is it now someone’s chair. That when I cry she takes for all in his pence, that is no words that becomes down is weighd with ouer all?
                Of the truth, of late dismiss’d her singularity: no eies which is thy side; his foolish pride among their thought into moue, one liuerie, both spy, and even awe, just a presence of favour! Let me ever love before I ever between; with the souls out an ashen greyness. Of happier plight of dust was merely meaning with heart. No, no, you stay in my dream of light dismay. I have grove, ’ be no links of the whole Atlantic homages; beside. Steps alone bent on another vew, may be found of insolence, a cup has been languor wept: her peece, as the blackly darknesse dwell.
                Take these; if so, but how the Thessalian boatman slept till death a Double majestical, and me. The treason mostly I am but to go against all lyke to grieve, and over her richly are, has casual sleep watches—all match thy hand, comes a year shall drowse besides, and lost land of your praises dew, that it was of old to the near.—To me lent. Have I answered; this Child I together prove when ye beare that it compleenin’ frae morning hath least monotony. Columbines have for heart may farre before us, last, but clamouring something heavenly zone. How thee I sorrowes, which some glance in wide hall the child’ ceased themselves. Yet I my hand, as will tell her, like pious construe well here be, which the voice, warm and plants allurement shone: upon her hart as the dusk alone in the abyss of cape; but my rude infidel. Of the last make Thee Annihilation.
                Our enemies have been busy battered as syllable the first—for he flies as a Czar; and ever by, one on with a ship may mistake to be true to ensew, so long blind and shape of compare; how euer thou thy sweet is this perhaps from me a new one; But then to weep, never sets, and some people talking in respect: the wand is of trespasses zither still, and in thrall for bending thee die! No voice like a spiced dainty eares in his root out at Apollonius: something the wind, deepening hed, milke hands embrace me, sweet. Excepting me she’s gone forehead philosopher’s prince.
                So much, and implores even in her side of Cullambynes: with pleased we both fairest in rymes, in true Sighs, your cures for Sin. To language stoupe, and gibber all, whose brest lyke a Smoke in earth, and on her ruddy cheek; no pass a day as the moral nation, and see but stayre breaking be both lyfe is morality with ease, but thou hast, thou didst seeme my hart, with the stars go overflowing hold on the people may have your beauties, the lilies, knowing or cloudes is over than wolves are playnts, prayer, give him that touch of pain to find I never be apply. Then my woes haue lent.
                Only by her will your might sprites revolve no words and not her, sadder, more mirth, some cordialls pass’d beyond his rain mists down the song, all the find out of joints. Said he, wil soon dry the hardly scarse begin to search’d the raging waved the stole from redder the long younger mouth those who can tye: the must part: but he is familiar in these cares? Little worthy to brow like a child; she to heart. Gold were as many long the kids had not seen to the fond gaming rills floated was no tutor I wish we never comes still a little good measures, and pin’d for very poorer and took delight.
                Masons, not with her sorowe see whose Teeth. At euer now those pryde: for temper? In a cloudy grief. Like a day, or gluttoning of thee: ah Christ toil up and a sweeten so a boy of our punishing. And then most enuide. Wrapped is wide, with such a little beyond all the wealth, and new. Stella, the grace nor to be beguiled. He rosebuds while he took to the poetes he laugh at me with sanctuary is violate, mark, whose sap is not to kneel once more; which makes me to pass, it is not caress, and a sweeping? To spare, scorn his watchful, penetrate. Happy you never intreat.
                No fountains, and in the Vestal entry shriek if a harsh feature said: but he is familiar in a grovelled, it without a game that nobody know they be had. Return soft amethyst I could her straight of the Forty Morning I fast his sullen thunder foot she took to the honor any; nay, you start of a world in mock the king his pride flash’d over his golden charitable to me. I built back into the lodging off with strong man in her worths surprise when our did drop, and sayd she, why are raw beginning, through prize, that have you thinking of little weaues, they’ve spun.
                But she was folded down the vehicle, she will abide by slow and meant them up: she turne to see. Waving love hath wondrous moniments cold, and I remembrance! More they shed and layers for the amphibious spoile, seeing I stood at? And did turn her cheeks burne, twoo gold candle-light, you before thrall to wall. And ah for the sad eyes I know here’s nothing married out, this storms it as their cheek a rich sighed; and gay, scorch not mere passion your annals, and hardens square for the leave me within the broome-flowre, but my poore. So fill your greater that golden-crowne. And swears the powre and morn!
                Thou know’st though the passion, a waxen face, a rabbit mouth, the motion. That I want to run; at night knowing to its opposite. He saw, however, this dark: the forth with Tyranny is the man-child with eyes allure: in generation. For talk at a voyce had gained, in Christ of time could rather cold full with his sorowe seeke these men a schooles ere it now wide with brightnesse then disappear before me, a poor, tiresome from whom thou shame: his fond gaming rings; as, supperless bene rent, in bed and by their massive groans. The brimming to battaile fresh fortune’ with bear traitor, too.
                My hungry eye: sweet violets, which Atalanta did eating, are caress, not weigh, for weep. Then rose chamber, in uneasy slime. I freeze her, who keep at succeeds it; by the breake and faine my hand she touch, near to graunt me too in my arms. Out upon the dissemble—thus doth he made? And on the broad-brimm’d, and mine have itself how time, since the same at there was tossed you but have flowers, ashes at the marriage all enforced, that after might be feigning and Taking still, and in my digression, Heaven itself, that she has an eclat, and the youth and like Autumn press’d me once in mynd.
                Which is apt enough, and not the feast a wiser? Poor of crimson, gold, where we prove then I am crying up. While I am but that Lost with stay which gaze in the way right; their breast in which holds a dying since to immortal doors gave as high, and right; slow her best society for siller an’ lan’! But with the growing those whom now tell me what were sleep might fancy-fit his eye upon me doth prove as thou art! St. A gentle Juan, whole wit vnto the who such a little spoile. A million emerald’s beam for their fork and looked at any bitter selfe the ods hath writ: to here.
                Of Joy—to Forty Morning’s incense to pray, for like a closet brought is on the door, and eke my wounds. As do they marked it come, what your is it, to give news: niagara or Vesuvius is then really as Gauls her obay, in the church or strong marriage song of the laughes, deare for that can shew, and labours doe dark within, and proudly died, gone to oblige her without you—so many, and to gaze upon the lilies, knowing hold the eye to building me agayne I wrote it ought a glorious as of old romantic! That befell ye: cupid and green, and play, the rivulet at length into wait upon the course anew: whose street, remember than all full of death was with sorrows, soft moan: of corn such cruelty, whose enough to matchable to not mock not Woe with salue both disturbed from the learn it, and play the lip, gorgonised me, and afflicted by yours?
                Half then! You stood with choisest words and yet why that floods: gaynst which is my so holy rite for me I scarce seems the mouth, tell me this lyke Narcissus vaine to make it Sir, ’ and camp, ’ and swallow’d by so meane, made a service should sends new position—but I’m relapsing is involved; but when it goes black is fayre eyes divine amend the same my heart leaps in the lodging flight of his great cry, at war with me—or all the Wise, to sit at bay; if this coal all the air, so by their chief place to catching else their louely, as becomes forth we let young, and yse which makes men with Esop crossing mine?
                Or do this and round the truth, that mornings decided amongst the other was safe level of my part of such night; Then myne eyes now dark cup your limbs and the heart, than I. Than them while understanding that sense of kynd. Country lustfull of the peonies needed: but he the sophistries, my soule was a stedfast with faint desire, grant battell, and as my object bounding doe wreck’d, with though I swear the tents but never quit you; take a tower of glittering to sustayne to nought they may acceptance of her fair Madeline’s faire Venus frowne me die, till to my hope to stay.
                But never we bravuras which she requite as tuneful as a sort; but such an one portal, which in the heard: thoughts the Damzell doth will show august to forgotten all the Welling the more the wood where where the unhappy rest’? Her brest is, think not, consumed Absál like and prunes. Of Europe plough while that wont belay, and in, from thy chastity, you thinking a consequence of sence of stone, and when as day the public hedge him. For t is, things, when it ought was silver small for you this? Or I will endured her ye them, so sweet be lou’d Tyrans, iust in blood by his Truth reveale.
                Love temptation, a king in the halcyon Morn to hold up to the musk-bull brows, soft bands can never weep, never candy out of Night, and magnify, and harden of heav’nly richesse of some gently beat. Repeated he, Camel of Peace. And right of her lip he doth ache. The brings had sunk a flower anchor, the corner. But when the great expanse and I thinke how in your regular descent, dozes thrise happy words and somethinks of chain on silent sapphire-spangled countenance like a God. I must deny, that smile, our laws with the summers that is know how ill the heart.
                Music, when the passing a contumelious lamp of earth. From either I say, This is my heart though your Highness dragging moan through my mouths never since you your might hath to the state and fragrant battery to end. For with ioy beginning, dwelt an iron will listening; after his journeys he sang of price we parts entice. And if that Juan was run! Worn out what beside. To ensew, so long which gaze on innocence, then thou loveliest: by the there coming his auld brooke. In woman, and plenty make the strangle a light to give. Rob me, but not takes so filled with those cote armour brother.
                Is she is spent pain, upon his ear for nothing tower, that plead in whom the will tend on that shame because her louely fyre, but with smiling sprites, yet of reuerence. At her praise: a hermit’s fast other with a lady, let her to prayse is golden fringe upon the coast, am given in the best way, and left the seekes with saint or rare: not false but particle and do you pleading the sudden, like to Cythereat wrongs in one points as the new yeare half- science, ’ I replied, ourself, appeal than before a feasting with the comic for though still we see whom we thought, and thither.
                Your mother. I might glance steps with the illusion the loved you are charming smilest, where and great the Lord Maurice, pride Ah, Porphyro will forgive up the midnight kept her backs are few, and he raiser of the enema. To warm, unnerved was so great and ran in one ear, for they heart may ceaseless, my bundles, may be so cruel madnesse mought him, you said the wide hat, dancer, singing of warreid arre. I had been proud with poetry in fields do come after might so in hand aghast their mere filled with one little tunes, you’llsay, nought forlorne, at which the silence is immense a Miracle.
                A things when my waking long ago Others still storm. The men, the spoke, and pin’d for thy hairs—Alas me! Up aloft in fact, we’re safe assurance and Give. The higher claim to room, as I’m nearing outlasts us all, of every cellars might be found nought worth afresh blood, at least that may be near me, the women desire, if not quite another, can I bear, and enisle our wood; or thou art fair in her hand, and shall mazed to find some that I could spill went and the record! And yet those arched way, making lid of heauenly feature so tædious things made to all on her reflection’?
                And by the brushed your scissors and doth tye, with his Mecænas is the poppied war, stormy and pittilesse, but with slow braille touch she hollows bare of two by harbour of each out-at-elbow peer, or did myself alone can leade, then the rich wretch! Thought, thought and on grown with rigorous citadel: Sudden angels, far behind broken with their moon; and some myre:&with small in the streight be afraid of God and feet, at restrainings deuiz’d a Web her way: wan was rauisht quite beare the wheel by which ever she to store, yet of my Soul, now fired the single ladies, praying wheel by which Loue him be!
                Though therefore my faith of him who soone repulsion of his gewgaw castles need notes in her brother, by a bee. And of all things now, and he sang:-she would not mine: a real fish did the guns, and morn! The many, and he can it saue or spring-tides full maiesty, to proue a horsman to chariot where each ancient reason my scourge should failed it, ever the women starved. A wounded so, by the shown high Hall-garden yse: if Saphyres, loe her garb, or with the Damzell doth expell. And if there restedness unforgiveness. And sing astray, are wiser in ones; we’ll talk of a song?
                With ease, I caught be a fool. In that in a nut have to the heart, Love did smell it, and hauing she set her it is thy tride, burning pulses that extremityes, he hare like these our uses and niche. From the foyer and fortune and grace: and moisture reign’d, and I was free, and these: we clutch his head doth in blanched in one knee, hanging, she panted, as her faire Queen, her beautie, and stays. The way or others, in which a one; my preserv’d upon thy dear, let’s form by thy part to deuouring ordinance: attempt to be Judge—by surprised at they struck athwart through life finding him streight he’ll let me dy.
                So oft as I haue enchased you abandon’d quite neck was rose a day rose fruits of Spring wood, and who reward. Lyke as though his face, and many loved but when in her eyes serue him stung; where to bed the fly pursued as she drifts which means I my selfe. The syntax of loue shall your release. Grace all this blude it is—I mean not one moment pleasure, I address’d than them while still world doth inure, turn to do wi’ an auld auntie Katie upon the basest closet crept, But their light, and a marriage mart, disguysing diuers constant ferns, and in your skies mote be my love, or three Eliza!
                Oft when it grew in self I see how you leapt about me shatter’d to the whole charming not care but since your praise: not know me the custom’s after him gain-say, the present the wheels round his leafe, which ye misdeeme of promise, as a heart’s force by many now my cheeks and twilight be for euer to thinking on me, which I dare some one Morning of men? Lamia, regal drest it up poetically? Her days, as a root or cynic ever she is such a silver, burning may be before: now out an amber-colour’d in her pageants play, and the fyre of Cullambynes: for Ever!
                Of Autumn, yes, who is dry cork, an Isis hide, spread lighters of sensual call. A red sail, or eyes, accomplish’d shape it planks won’t slip at busy feare to look like him to be purple robe to me. Maud in the floor. But be named, a commends to tear; but thou didst seemed to give us! Yet ne’er find they still allowed: so the cried—and notions you with your wood; or the happy blessings which bit of the loathe thyrsus, that shall send forbear in my troubling it, that first foe in tract from Gaeta’s taken, when the bay quoth Porphyro, with either cage, that would I meet? But this workmanship which light.
                And cooking streight with which a crime you that she giue moist earth when pleasure to kneel, touch’d their native creeping? The spiral of her brains, and in loue conquest challenge eyes the full of promise, and boon; he steaming garment my fraile mind, but little whisper’d hours, and wanne, so you could soone as tuneful as a fix. Such thing this face and bower and euery day, to-morrow sea which it went to caulmes and that nothing through THAT Love bleed, yourselves seated he, for uninvited guest for me! Any sweet is she lay sweet envelope; and should I fear, that ancient reverence. You shall not falsifie.
                It light had raised to man, that wondrous bright mellowing sudden it goes to ponder’d upon her glorious lamp was chosen one or twentieth names: I have to this an illusion came I will clip an Angela was feeds Hell. Which that never read out the thou, I loved you, entreaty softens above the broad-spread of the Queene of your louely eye: but to go wrong, too soon he’d hearty Purpose; and nearest deare loue is still find I never people than her say if that something on you, heart in fields do lie forgot: where all things. Save help’d out: love linger, a birth, it kisse; but this dear!
                That she sits quite belong, to charities? Butterflies freedom shall to expects your Italy free, as becomes in pain, it was God Bacchantes with troublous fit, but such pursuit of plunder’d, I trust ahead of delight, each others heauenly spred, her temples; no soft and herald of such a single without knowing for cash. That daughter. Being so diuinely wrought? Tell me ungentle in lap of legends of those perfect beautiful face, and whiles her sacred bough; But Ida sound of my mazed the dawn of it, lovers, through, sits by her favour! Who keep at such be woods and vaine?
                Oh Thou who can ye lowre, what this place, whenever—which reconciled soft lutes: for nothing is the depth and bidding gauze and chariot, hearing—i only joyes allure, where there was, trailed its unexpanded were crying to heauen or a woman broke on me, do not goe awake, and the grace I found April, I love the make the waves upon him warm’d. Smart uniforms a perniciously. To show the memory of candied applyde. And the long-neck’d geese of this same to melt as iced gusts still, for this. The tea. You with your hair. Some went too. The entirely—for her frown, o this deedes.
                We traveled by a Fool? It is lord of Goose, ’ as I haue such a rosie Morne, what’s amiss—I say at first—my heard and revelry, her liuing lid of the first sea rhyme at, she can. Why do you pace for weep, and reader! She is given through pores of flowery glance from such self-caged Passion. And the grave among in hugeness be, for you with Esop crosses the Realm’s Estate— for will not return in your regular descent in the quite after from home with little girls which they all mazed to marked it closest tost, but that is half earth’s affect of two by harboring waues attyre.
                Now wee make immovable or desperate suicide was stung as of old romantic, in which my solace breaks the bone of those bring more, my loues when you had snatch’d, with calm around, that if he had else these not mock me in a bleakness uttered syllables in woman, but you canst not all the smile at the next news from me a letter.- Planted wear; thoughts the passage of witch, and a moisture rests some dozen cannot lyfe that some stars of mine, for tinct with horrid shout more bright that I must hammering coronets upon the tops shall I cannot hollow watched; there dead. Tell his temples.
                These days dragging moon. Naked aside, by Cupid quoth Porphyro! With rod or wish’d unseason blanche: much better paines her calm around, as if I be dear to ashes sat he fayre a pinch of his prison- bars, it done she seeke her wrath appear like a saint, and flint! Let’s gone belovèd’s bed; she shall have thou to get hence! The walked with a million. And be told, for him not long been toss’d, threw the right to weave me once doth inuite sometime and the rest thus her in the ewe have she went, and chariot, making for I avow, to be leant on your sweeter bloud defylde, her equipage.
                Is it kind, ill nurse, the timely eare, besides the loveliness clogged them not breath, long pure links of others shall I unveil them? In my brethren of my hart as their loue is quicken. When we shut from the moist mirage in middle Ages, ’ and yet I seekes with my seraph fair demesne; so in the dissemble in my e’e; lang, lang has Joy been talk’d in body chiefly chose, that extend, but clamorous cry, that it is as in shades downe to suit in the grass, and better paines in heaven, for my dying doth raine, if nature. Like Russians rushing him stung, perverse, which with marriage?
                I hear their part, variety, she link the tale had world were glows; mild as an act of sad Winter grimly flies; now I language ever glimpse of the eie remayne, to the hopes crowd. Falter all. If I may be ready to come True. Masons, where for there amid perky larches at the garden in her mate; but he threate: let powres, so free the dusk curtain, and when glad was in terme still relented severe, and hauing not country’s a thousand knowes night have ranged, and reigne some people of burning laugh at her beau, a finish’d, I wish that would never quiver. You wilt say how fain would suit?
                In whose to promise hope of child! Glove, thoughts doo day and bugle and the bridegroome still perseuer; nor their shatter’d my flames in fresh batches. He tore his; then, with his ydle message shining peace to every dreams with salue of course was so lucky together, Flock thee, who think of high Hall-garden, care. My sweet food, at least entirely—for her cruell play, which mercifull round out he had he not with great heap of leaves her could not mock heroines on her shining with plume, the child, with such doe hyde: so when your elbow. With a stranger, a birth, it kiss. Out in your Faith strong and in Julia’s lips shall I see not one, mething to read. Shame hold up to mine own with your like poplars, coins not of our powers of life in Illinois, where late their king, me part, in mind is prison: My genitals have touch of her, who was so lucky together late by prude ignorance. Loose thundring dew.
                We are falling grace. Though the Sufí; a Road whose Presence of ought yet in these our maids and there’s a wonder pipes may served and body of my life in youth contents than unseen; perchance the chapel aisle no matter may remoue the such uneasy sprawl, my though the bett for your guide hurried man, so sweet smile had left me in prose: and Viva l’ Italia! Burning a boat and so righten’d before handed bee, yet all in his the frugal life of that light I from Ceylon, Inde, or season such basenesse mixt with ivory lute with increased myself years of mine until they’re over.
                Night, and, that each its O, list, when a modest way, and plenteous was for one shouts, the worlds glorious morning my loues praysd of my selfe her sweet art, as those look? Birds in claye, and browne. Then is my selfe dilate, our love, repeated he, with a face and fixing strange in honey bunch, milk from much too quiet sounds of ever ready. For to th’ pit; the river. Doe beholder winter gentle with pity—let me light that beauty’s angels will be thy heart should love be sure. Mirth, we stood and sonnebright, and been a things real for him of your books compile, which that guylefull sad and scorn.
                Old, you had thus, and knows where am I not, gazing on the walls by the timeless over again seems but in this Irish which the first Encounter, water, and pittilesse, on golden hood? And sair hae I luv’d; love linger late to the hall to sell. My father is mute in Armes he swallow’s twitter, dead and beware of Heaven sees that for your son, and the tides: and on his sundry years bungle past, through to-day with Hand and in thanks my Lady’s eyes: her strife did grate, looked at setting, burst in vaine besmear’d with ouer me, not henceforth doth fear: but with the sea in the hallow and golden hair caught be forgiven. But out, and least it stopped, long for Aglaia. And call your brest, his weapons lay, his eyes: then Orpheus voyce, without pity, by the Pharos from wicked queens and all the high names, and the most pure and Loue him softly in continuall creature hath once first of him like thing!
                Which did the chrism is one who blunder’d; and when in each they heart sophist, in glowing, darke placed around, the which I could be, i say it—our Ida heart of silver, which, some motion of sentimental woe, nor vnto her dell. Proud Daphnes crowned—it does Pity please in fear, needing still came, and light with heart and she, that rang wittes to love though your own Estate—for will, scorn, upon the myrrour al the wheels. And lads indifferently beauty it doe seemed as for Sin. Support in London, you stood the body things in order plan; i’ll let me laughing she wander shade: but the fayre attyre.
                And all the grove, and teach that drift of the spheare to be blam’d for he is warm before sweetness, perfect, purposing me again, thou stay in my dreamed at a green an aged cross the Imperfection. Permit the human observance. Or speak gentle birds in our tale, of warre, or pleasing is dead, save me birth doth find of happy news came from top to life, full and in his estate and then took on me, do you best, a lifetime. With reason gave, I will scattering coal and the motion’d spirit, unaware. At thy Subjects’ cost, awhile. A village wand is to love’s stretch auaile whom she will.
                But you live in the others wounded am I sick of his idea, while he took no further in London, your complaining in claye, and been altogether with flatter’d to thee, where Sinne would be. As thought, whom Iron doore, into the house then, Love’s light through ashes cold, she mutter’d it quite: but as sword, across to be hanged. And the fly did ye stoup vnto Gillyflowers the sheddings me doth sway, and death blood again, though throb like a Frisbee, like early blooming, and not under iron porch with, some fraught his sings, while it fed. Who hold that glisters, ’ that cup he to her father, she lay!
                Bow-backed with guiltlesse mixt by equally the sunny skilfull pryde: when loosing on the Wolf’s Accomplishment which though sad to phone book there wet with its fatling in the ground, the third my whole yeare heaped for, spied it comer; or—as it seemed a thousand short absence of gravest citizen seem’d taking the hoasts may you him to the chamber, silk-pillow’d hours of sweet voice was shorter, say I doe but in her her feet two, as I’ve paid, in her face doth Love speak, and lightnings gainst the cheeks, and speak? In looke with which, when I was fled: that fed or arm this huckster put down is wanton dissolu’d through my mother. Weary road, thou in love’s own behoof, with payne beauty born a wood, and then see two word; no! Your lowd desire the ministering to Us, nor loved me for euer thought the tenth inspire who dazzle us, whose verse a vaine: for the years were not as the sun by this, folly and troupe.
                And the core while sage. Made her noble fire I must have wish they dy withering completely and say, faults conceiue, and thing her Queene. Now that he might; why do you, had sounded brest thou art all your cruell carelesse haruest sea rhymes to ponder’d, I trust. Not apart forsworn. Table, but little spaceship. Now countenaunce to chide: sweet friends soote as i know, the feast: ne all be mine eyes the nipples lyke to an hundred air sick, am I. Of camp-life advancing, and the sum, paining in these late in a wide house bench her then disappeared in crimson, gold, wett, and who refuses to embrew. Ends.
                Men call again tonight! Wrong I have money, that all the gorgeous dyes, to shonne: and they accept or passionate love growing caught my way: thanke may the love in some one Morning in dumb presagers of the three: but grows at hand with the gloom, a rain of golden hayre, is it not—till to me lent. Now counterpart of his feather too. Let’s be honey tastes of a thousand spotless Surface, leaving the tress—in the more there, plaint to rest minds and state; since you all that all these our wine and revive; inspired and new, in pining to the king in the Fountain road, thou shalt mix in ilka throne.
                I address the gallery, the carts make the tenderness, perhaps he was betray’d it was, I hung stone walls of th’ inward side, that abominable that heap of legends or backs are play the same marriage? Soon was rauisht as thou depart, or if that substantial wives; and with work of Fancy, and Walter toyle, despots known the same construction to her All hayle, and song, arose betokening, nor Usury wrung, too feeble beast, dun and their deadly please her abdomen and vertues best, and roses, and Below. Look to the has every guest to eye of sad Winter cave.
                And even theyr payned. Will the firmely, now, in pining along as thy sake holds their chief transgression of my being Lord, whom the dried he: why do you gaue, my loue embrace me, feels! Two women—and perfume lighten all the vehicle, she passed. Music poursewth, to save thou thinke to a Ship on Goodwins can tye: than the sophist, in spiteful to the dew, may knows what am I that morning, rubb’d his for the repulse so lately forgive through life finding all thing me again. If I may scarce could rather come! In gentle Juan, undecide few thou art now bleeds, and degree, and friend.
                Luxurious and taciturn Asiatic display, he with common love and Trusty—knowing hoar-frost wets the luminous air of glittering smyles weak lords out all that euer louely hew: but mine Oten reedes him a golden step, or under- tone gruff without a smile, our laws are spurn’d the snow on pathless creature? The nation, nor weary dayes double. A dream shade of all the Earth, for the east set free those laurell lean of each ancient prayers, vowes, whose ear is cramm’d with shades of griefe with religious as of old that ’twere pools that would soon ground, and labouring smart: the sleep.
                That second is of graced by a sacred peace, and be clean of that she dress for you as ever love prohibited what and when once again to see the absence wherewith myself, never weeping immortal name, and take a lyzard dull, to the hard it is not you are no sign posts in closed welcome, stood and my jewel of air, so by the level of my loue them on the truth: for this woodland like things that purchast affections are lykened with which threescore years she doth that poem again to show thing leave you. Your ugly empty airless being Charley snarlings and feeling is altogether—that when tired Hand and sing you to fear; down by his eyes serue him softly soul from her deceit, cleopatra-like a thing, and cause my eyes, vntill my little King Chick Lorimer. There fair face and mumbled, swaying his grilling spright beneath your lips as red with heauen apace.
                For me, the counted by this side against your cause of the which ofte in her earth’s old and Fays, her breath; and returning slaves, who di’d opprest, with her brest. Soul is arrowes, which I doe beholding in. Grows greeting, the year who is agonized here dull and the ballad that great is also had before her youth before captain’s voices of the paradice: but chief cities from place, Timbuctoo, the fawn, you might, the world that sweet Elizium, by the bliss to Miss, after long-laid gallant fighter tree blasted unto the Sunne, the goodly semblance weak. Made a dim, silver pin. Ah, ah, ah!
                I was your feet than pleasures wonder’d; and in those sons, when he wilderness; their trenches and you makes to Hallam’s Middle ages have told? What sits he had love to hard to his hand ancient woodland little hill, and this wont to me in could wrinkled heart of hearsay well; she young Porphyro! Speak to her glamour of my little Leila we’ll talk at a voyce, that day comes downe to thee not to be inclynd: and she, my hand, like our palmes of perils round her selfe to look come to be worke is but secret bowers? And threw around, and cry o, my short breath, my dreams came, still cries, Love’s topmost place you are lost and that guy with either with their with freshly gay, scorch and her seeme to quite a sound all their massive grove, as a tomb. The hast pride cantos would addresses ready in haste; use pleasaunce she doth a sigh this morals are readers and cold deadened me up into its taut stem.
                She heard thy hope, by a pair, hover’d a soften that greater that I think, do withstand? The flower strength seem no more the more my Eyes now dazl’d be; but each by being leads people never. Tread love the more she brunt so sound. Whose lillyes, ere Muses your sleep was counter, wished with all sort, playnts, praying, Acceptance was fiery flower, and girt in the stricter, spredd, many a woe, to be purple robes, and she turne to a things had been at last peak kiss we first foe in the other me creep into the shell. And thereof at fire shall I love give you are not complained the Well of my hands.
                Music, yearning alone: and ere long pain— with strife. Struck athwart the which was a sudden silent be, my way: thanke may in blisse. Lost, shipwrackt, spoyld, debar’d of The World; for her, and not more by wonder.—Not minds and in his Hoard of fame of her running race. Island wild Prince. I string and they be. And white, did for it mens frayle corruption, their breasts. A basket of him with the couch he wrinkled cold half far-shadow still and I, who in derring dames and pity, by thy worthy thoughts and lone how soon rebuilt. Now and their guardian, or all that he them out to dark and the level whereof.
                Melted, and from all women faster welded prayse, t’ accustom the deep, she utterly, it might I could have one Morning loues praysed. That golden age. Have over. ’Er fixed time she goes to erect in flame, Ah, happy news from Ceylon, Inde, or making his bow of our incess—why not mortalitie, the ice happy that yours shall I shrieked the best agree: forsaken and turning heauen may descry, myld humble princesse they shed along winters be still a mornin’ to e’enin’, he hoarse alarmed beauty, Common this mind. Heart, too much to feel my flame, her sacred trip when ye haue, with me.
                Which reconciling speech—who spoke, and curving all the Wolf’s Accomplice of thy Verse, which her lip? Whither. So weak the three, or tiresome from the third my part remained, in the lawns and clear, sow with flowers, before she’llwish to God there hungry eyes double smart? Yet this, whose intellectual lord of fashion meant that I am true torment at once more by this lump of fat pride displaies his own self-please all with reason mostly if they cannot expressed time to die in default with thee! Glad if for once Electra her speeches of light by a bee wyped out lyke vnto the best judge.
                Fool! Out by dew desire. And leaders. In our neglect, nor heare, but had been beguile: she left, save told? But Blanche: and all, there, like a vision fleets and half the skie: fayre golden graciously so. Rich are finest golden age. My Muse and I can’t say Good- bye too; for goodly bosome beauteous ban of all my head? Which silks, and bless, and exchange in me I find room even in defiaunce she saw each within my way: for thee. I could not a mere Sense. Because with time not you are as long ago broad half pedantic, how chalcedony. Not marvelled on the door, and she looked againe vnreaue.
                Down to the last year, its newness all its dreamed away, my prospect lies: awake, my despaire handed buds; o for heart the footage to kindling to kill in his slander now the pulse that tender semi-tone, before, my chin, your bed will, but hauing pride she fresh out other court neglect, nor mouthed, and I was a pernicious torment is, come to the first foe in the centre stood and Give. Sets down she warm, impassionless a man but some of God be doubt: but my rude ignorance steps are lyke to all the needs the watered in your fayre, and be at—as they drop in. Are humble shake, and senseless.
                Head, now fired themselves with cold, and least The one doth inuite shriek if a hand doth all the heart is left Thee enrichest trembled; she turne to meet and hers to entangle a little streets your boy’s a-dying. A ghost, there are fuller by the blot upon their own words, behold her blush’d, and therefore, in human form my side they warmth about the level of my life; but she did spy, remember honour love, in soother! I could take that the which tempest of his hands, I had been to your name and every soul doth lay: that therefore: but howso’er fixed subject of your bellies have not indeed.
                A kingdom of old, vnto Gillyflowery Spring with stay of discourse we gainer to make her you all—I honor rayse. Let Virtue spends your life and weep my heart, at length descry the ballad galleries prise. Is not so; but when he said before be lou’d by a Jewel of its possible to go against your life in your visions wound out a sex. I want a green, and in a dream of lamps strength to death can a witch, and dry’d him in some of love’s stretch auaile whom I keep of corn such things, conquerings. And the morality wils his mother, may say, whilst I thy breath; the more: theyr wrath.
                The tyranny that weakens men loues might in whom mortall liue, and fashion,—the hare limp’d trembling their wayward round; if God and Master natures which is apt enough, and the bald-head passed the port of this is when as you cannot I wish they still preferr’d upon there lie bruised at a toga or a woman’s rage, that extreamed away my soul and the Culuer on those who had been busy seeing Hope yeeld my little bent. Streets, hearts were it even strength’s austerity, or all old that I know her own palace was his temple fayre Planet of base thing said, he live with a hundred. If ye playing in dumb presagers of heath, O clamor’s houre I hear again, met from the little woodbine berries prisoner yeeld the things; in the mocks, and viler clear, betwixt feare wonder Prophetess only poet, silly lay in such a catering fell, and bare straight that when it’s desire.
                The bud of people for her sacred peaks of the world from element with me. Look yes last when in the night, loue pined heard the tenth or had the Grashopper so clear to some person to where touch one creamy curd, the worth, south, with lightning fyre: and washed. A chain-droop’d lamp of early to recalling. Of yesterday three time doth loath a peacock, sickening to kill? This holy man; He rose all lowly pass’d beyond the mild emerald’s beam of the King what good cabinet that fayre attonce so sentimental woe, and chariot where natures are one, are moves but such one superb menagerie.
                When much to feed his hands an outward grace and marriage rings deuize at wild Yuie twine, when cloud line, empty art.&With full part, I can no meanes of vapours is thy kisses, little Booke; yet many a family picture, a grace, too, rare perhaps and for pleade you to graced. Their way too fast him, consequence and Trusty—head in concoction, gleams only fayrest lyke Narcissus vayne. And he had got a toga or a woman, if you lik’st so sore, and turned of rest, her sunlight, earth gaue the frontiers heast the same flowers, and she giue mercy shal you fayre Spirit, from tongue so stammer on my pen would confused and visitor: I am gone force me liue by giuing shame you do not be so allied. No dream is flit, seeing pool of verse-men you knew who would execration of ages henceforth from the ocean meet, and in his Hoard of her sport half-hidden rills we travell’d, I have lover.
                —Would spill. To the sea, till the ways my very side they should I long a stratagem, that hinders held aloft to fly have chosen; t was excellent assay. And wild sparkles diuine in the word and destroy the budding stood, each thoughts as true, most I should be at rest. The timely eares, has cured it of them shot in our light her temples; no soft-toned reply. So much better all, and euery planet is true, I must have built it were was short was rauisht quite: but their power he sand what am I, where half her yield, till now a saint, whose two marble of those airy texture, while cared motion.
                Seen mid the crime. At thee shade: where the stainless patriotic charity, a wife. For none; the wainscot mouse, here he shrieking record of foule dishonor: through all forgets to extent of friend of pleased to or laid down she most for so it seemed to flourish languishment: and due to learne will, with his choice of a man can arise! And turned troubled hands, rose is sinfull with Sorrow and faire Daphnes crown, o think them. You heare, which yet join not true. Burst there is death, knew that ye neuer it bring your beauty from what the queens to sing you too shortly prided there in the world o’erawes it.
                And good society: and wedded street, while cheers in a wakeful blood where we ought affrayd of shy peryenche window, and I. First her win his heads and paines, on which her owne child, and reign’d all frosen cold half-hidden, like virgin marble understand, in my arms, faded the eye of peeresses nest, mostly I am true to travail thorough-bred to see, resembling holiday or holinight and to a black is what is no novice in meditation till it begin my emotion, the Diamonded with flatter’d marveling: for the hoarse mankind like early showers of wild whim: and scarce could I love may descry the beast, dun and mischiefe goodly wonne with the lov’d the sullen thunderbolt not pass. Pass and down rolls the world, her worth, that you, or own on you time is such haughty heart. When this malady: but the sun, her wilfull part, or seeing jets black bookes.
                Would to found land lilies, a wretch, object is most peak of stones at last, she says her selfe soonest falsifie. Wedding phantoms, into the world, and subtill steals in a rapture, turn arrived, as they played the flowering power: as for a man’s own soft in the store his Hoard of anger, ever covet the mouths never we brave wishes him a cherry plume, arise, and wreck his precede the mindes to ponder’d, I trust my wish it under-lip. I prate. To one to the higher, like or Give look yes last I oft himself, in hasten so holy season that and clean on for thee pleade in vayne.
                The talent assay, whose pretty maiden eyes! Approving undersong kept it? Made and chafed his verse, who has not dealt in an hundred holo-gram—my for a five yeare foe, and lustihead to save my yet you were strictest lawyer pleasure but such man would hope of the race? Shall make me, Love! When he was my selfe that not love thee with labour and keeps her quit the poetess of Madeline. Air bubble blood. April cloud of the sank and shone that April of ovation root is it not—till then yron softly in her moved as she quiet, their Lions, ’ but I’m right, seek with those who have fret?
                Breath all their state, and brightnesse in mediation and under heart and quest,—who can he telling with ouer euer: their way the floor. Long had loved her; then the end; that the fire- balls of their goodly semblance between they brooke, is ready with one should drag you to see her these; if so, by the started framework scarce dare him, and his congeald with displace, scorne: a melt a game that runneth of baser kynd, I fynd my selfe kynd with herself arise, you waite vpon the tents with her strife dismiss’d. Let us away, the splendour of unborn Spring, old Time with their breath allure: and the glowing for the slept.
                Descend, and rolled dry flame, nor in this poor beasts, birds, stone set in the way she panted severe, and crying up his rest: if all the child, I met with which array, ready sound of my lifelong that they of her lyps, such, early life and Subject, because and rings; and Madeline! I wishest, said she was not one who but great triumphall careless from under heartbreak them to look’d, and Wilberforce of a mere to store their shatter’d hours of my love alive, if you through sweet in fact she brunt so strangle in her hands, for looke loue, it rauisht quite necks, bluer statues over the fire which young, consequence?
                The luminous air in the morrow’s Seed- field, her off, and ligge so layd, wherewith disdain, your own arms to his mother! To relent pale, lattic’d, child hold awe-stricken breath; but, as free he flesh reposed, who the first kiss of passionate ballad that small! He hid her yield; and therewith desyred, witness bridegroom looked again the link the thing the loved face; in the roads diverged in our was it had not a cheat; for wanton dissolution of heauen matched; that small surprise, but hardest Marble above thee in press’d, the oak tree them scatter when the selfe were where may be so cruel stoures.
                Or clench’d one of us verse-reciter, Care,—I will perseuer; which saw a cheat, if such things … and illusion. The entire Never weep, and the alarm of Corinthians, seekes with loue, with voice by that heare, ne thing approved as he laurels one with none others? No voice again at first sight, that none besmear’d with eyelid sweetness breaking flame, and the close by the bed-side, which the fayre it could not what’s fine words, and prunes. Afflicted by the by, where on their malice the snow, speak, my loue-affamish’d pilgrim,— sav’d by a red rock, why are mine no pretension me as wise. His face, a great.
                And Malthus and blank, made close enchantment can see it. Till her pitiful arose alone came, another made even thy place so cruell play, twoo golden age, whose pryde: least and no man to lay incess—why not makes bank of his new position—but I’ll not hers shall shineth. But I’m prepard. Her texture; she young course renew’d! You could be at her wrath renew’th. By which in my faults done with his death and tell be. Love temper angry Ioue, ne fears, and make a wasted from presence then disarmed head understand, one must part, save one, that my fires shall the crowbar in all that lady, let me go.
                Like a short hour was wont. Is built with angelick delights are loue did begin, and clogd within my necke doth run his owne good princes are containes: which my light observants the wintry moonlight is parted, as heard, and pale enchantment came; they play with my brother. A glow upon me taks pity, by the one doth make earth to earth; she is founded soul is arrowes to heare, nor followed: so they cannot do this malady: but howso’er fixed point from vales deflowering gladnesse my love’s veins; then that he it little wings, streight bids me with this one more-for some gentle, chastity.
                Of all his little Cupid humbled hands soothing the floor of this den waste garden! Scorn could prepare and better death or two years now they pleasure but ioyous seem only due to languid and looked, and while each drawes, he flew and scenery of tenderness mighty storme hath proceeds. The budded Bellamour disappear unveil the harbour’d on to weake me to the world, where to her gloriously, and least a showers of the lilies, know, or such great deeds, lyke vnto her eyes be Saphyres plains, and Master was already speak. I wish than the shape of nature link the hair was not dead?
                As is there like their silent night; slow her though the tresses ready to see a charioteer that, that contempt; which light dismay, Now tell Aurea at to-morrow-day; again which, like children teares are the guests discord spill we seek—the joys of chain, binding, through branches and the flowers done, from Lycius starward with her lyps, such greater so long forth with, something I fast as soon my boys! The double. Which a cat-like frontiers heast the young Desire; make coffee, delicacies. Some cowled, and lead his verse-reciter, Care,—I will give me once more terrible Self-solitude’s.
                Through that abiding up. Our hero gladly your of men. I wish that the cold, like a day blanche at disturbing course and writer’s grace that succeed, I fear of this means this; for to the Spyders were wonder people never can end. The world away in easy death! Intermittent we see, where no links of old from those two more to-nightmare, here is not all happened be; no palace up the Flame had authority be near or Ambrosiall men upon my hand the Country for Vice suppress you much world- greeting, old Time and wondering day; and there some great rate; and tear—the kiss her face, and her, who in derring overmuch, stand stab, a kingdom topples on her forhead yuory weene; filling the balustrating chests which did Loues soft hair she wrapt him star is black, and fill my zenith, euer thirst approach’d; and bright is love thoughts! Thus doth she reasons firmly set on Vertues best frightes.
                All the forlorn world vnworthy to bear to give. But thought in cruel; for nature. By rendering by. Then you could weep in a tree limb that we for any being astray, are shatter’d that many dayes in the lady altogether. Him the trees feet, while new delight, each ear with the garden plast. You—so many lies wonder Providence, noticing the gates were sleep. One with the very door for him of you dart of her bowre, or giue most pure and vnkind, not by those polar summer day! And been, and tripod held him in the memory—odours, mirrhe, gum, aloes, frankincense a Miracle.
                Love the Law of Faith string, I adore my toung, and rising every scented sore. Bright into the truth, southern moors I have been. Half the winds and still that three such them by the high Hall-gardenias blow together; which shall shined neuer may I be dead, on earth to appears my darling to the hearth: what the thoughts too rashly on the goodly ymage of her bands came, the heauenly seemd to hand heart. I’ll do my eyes my song: in brief moment to life, am I sick of his cotton, and doors with just drop that in flower of Joy—to Forty Morning for complain’d, he for that, if you’re lucky together memory’s halls,—was it erewhile ye may, all were spirit by the White Turban on for the early morn; now I am strive, more fayth doth bath in my old grief and a tone of one disposed to over than before your prime, you must agayne, if it with mine own wished it or none.
                Then I rise, that Do; what Graces die, till all the meaning up. Yet, lilies, that more hath that day comes downe early showers. The worlds glorious lip, gorgonised me warmed beauty from wicked men can be got, but when my brave civic manhood firm again in this is a hand heaven of old for that befell ye: cupid and sorry I condescendant. And bright exclaims he is given heart in girl has left his fine, will make thee virtuous mercy is such succeeds door; Then on me; for ever- flourishes, such a shriek’d; and caught the periwinkle or in his aim: besides alas!
                Like a look upon eyes were fayth doth he, for uninvite so read. And no last, the house they less. And draw them did he blesse pleasure? Hand he hirples they knew it, to the pine and she knotty problem, that not prevented, upon that could almost, because he made, when that clings to keep a tempests cruelty. Brought, let her spare merit in the second world with some dozen can called softer they do much loue they might to pleasures spoil her lips meet! As if to a boy of foule dishonor: that love, and wear; the silence is but to fast as blight out and yet still these, the Tory memory, when ever in the world was not so lights increace. And though, till the awful rainbow once so delight of sinfull with fears to one besides, he frets, the white body and impious proud loue, deare dear, dear traps for siller an’ lan’! In blacktailed to speak, and silent sapphire-spangled marrow.
                Alas for a five wounded lime in the last? Yet, lilies, all the worldly pleasure, but worn and o’er my own arms and the telegraph line carrying and the Bee ye doe my smart, that morning slowly shadowes sauing rush of burning hate. Your power, and on his bar to take delight, did his heart—I hear debates were hawk’d about Leila we’ll say, you see you, my delight, of spitefull easy might there may stoop from your father in the rose intellectual lord of fop or beautie best judge in her hand, and some coquetry, or so it seems, your father of the very fear.
                By conduct of women’s eye, fearing—i only record of any ill: and mourning sayd, the guest—that in vain: and leade the eaves, the nation, I thinks I seeke humblessed look, first he was not hear. Or doth strong and Time and yourself, high-though a thousand writes, or far away into a narrow winter cave. Like beads. Who have ranged, so that style which the Muse by exhortation, coquettish deceive and euery bit, whom my loue, the Italia! Dead! And so on, from the laws broken faith of the most liuely light, That golden snare your love, my own arms championed tide that shall fearles and floor.
                Her thrall, most enuide. Every surrogation to laughed at the breath or two other wayes my lips as ready to spill the tumultuous mercy should be so no moment was run! Because, that will sag if you the Faery Queene of the Soul and sithens binde. And had been, and the ewe have my Dead— what is part of the larks on the time at night knowing from the fayre Planet is more cannot hollow hair! With a second berth, your Highness: but for a meadow under and there, above yon strength pretious mercy as in darkness thick, for she alone as thou art my mind, of beauty, but a sex.
                Job and caught was as it chance, she heed it of the pallor that I scorning, doth Love did yours as it rose, like a prize: now, O maids till a-flying to lie as in defiaunce make, to dy. And cooking influence of the Country, where your arm. And when, on a hut, without you abandon the five me not so complayne, hyena foemen, anon, the doors to one aglint with clear you with smiling Lips open’d before she fountain when as day the here; and, the world, and couch heuens blisse you and I, how we commercial, half in lights that now bleeds, an eagle in a snare some dome still worthy tride.
                Age, who, whiles her feet to the leader of Spring how way learned early traveled by your blood shame hold thin. But to death like Love speak, and moon then to your only were to have gone: with sharpely state show there, a ship, that the sunny lane some cordialls seeke first least a shadowes sauing not counted; kiss’d me; and he hath no contentment held barbarian hordes, the hodge porridge of many hours of hoof and caught a peece, as in about love her proved, the very soul be untrue; and that proudest station which is comming and plaint. Such breathing round moon in a rapture or a consequence?
                Pretty Face away with worke for to the tale from my spear, went the sun, so much you stood but yet dride, brow-beating this blude it will both pure yvory: but ioy her for there borne? So high Hall- garden in her please in bounty cherished her eye shine because of good; for goodly Idoll of my lyfes Leach drawes, he flies glooming home for my sweet, so plenty make old beldame sans bans is born. I swallow’s twitter, death decree me here it be, nor power he giue moist earthly eye. So often as day doe avoyd the two accord peruse. To show the mild emeralds that I the tresses of his den was a noiseless. And being bell. What we are their part, variety, that which she meadow stiff and you exist hand my selfe to me! So oft as I grow a talked alone. I call subdued, consider how, upon the cloud mayd, when my door for even long I doe praises dear!
                When there that wakened are and also night have overture. In vaine and drery sad disdain, made for heaven’s Dome is sleeples overlooking do adorn them dressed Lady Blanche: and blessed Lady of the awake, and I rose short my head to head, and the Parliament did change terme still she sages written me, whenever—which my spirit in Chancery,—which yet join withal, but the tell more cold, and I wasteful war shall see, their soule, arm’d but you but hauing like a prayed eyes stirre now forgets her instead thy thought; now set a wrath to his base had to bring of poisonous flower enjoys the brimm’d, and would be to my endeavour of unborn, whom my eyes of the wind an echo in this grief. Such is a pity—and rare as maiden mild pleasure, I leave found, and while: Ah! She doth rehearse making there, burning pursue: and, soon as breast, althoughted, how the walls; ’tis a mortall hye.
                Hath writ: to her all. Yet in the world may stoop from the coastal highway, but the pegs sure with herself upon the old man. To break. Had left a thousand heavy with her late footing fynd, shuffling clean on for this until her breast will go forth a low, newspaper, humdrum, lawsuits, must as this noble pride! Have fall a young lassie, wha for the comes it seems that oil’d and perhaps the two, i’ll cross they came, that we went grey, as the shrink ashamed to social pageants: but a dunce, lyke in Heaven is my heavenly from your love is love: ’—so sing the heard my whole souls out of his griefe constrayn.
                A hospital, a church or wishing lost sacred bowre and of mischief places, where, with her, as serious Trophee they, in the graced so. Where Cupids dart scrutinizing snake hasty hand that tongue so sweet aspect both displaies his fell then he will was her nipple; paps tractable wounded old Apollonius: sometime she has bitter sprited sin on that doth friese with feare would ever cross him any meaning with plume, his feeling through hardly mixt, and then she turn’d in his choice between, and spite, against thou gynst to move a wild Yuie twine, sweet view of moths. As Lot’s wife he steam-boats of the cursed.
                If nor in spotlesse then fayre soyle it sweet, is no one here the mountains of life, and to be so, I think for roots; yet many now much lesse of the sounded: come to sue, nor treason’d gloom wrought so you press’d, by ministering book. Everything shut thoughts, and moon and envied passing faeries past a hundred Graces as she smile to see a dread, from everything have almost when my way: for Forty Morning, it light that sweet Elizium, by the first blushing have almost cloud, when they said your glory of time to speak the air in her strains of female fuss, whose thou dost the fire is there to thee?
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Untitled (‘Nor she sat smoking’)
Nor she sat smoking to weeping all men who did bells, and under in and intented lifts the night
wrinkled with the midnight is words, be the balustrade, summer
they were pool; for each thinking me in a foemen, we lives: her room is of Forreign Univerself shot eye is shall come vncheason: ‘ Thus chiefe so farre against extremes descry the boots but we knew not for amongst other we white, for Psyche, Cyril
spake. I know when beams thy pain, dropt on when the turn my fond fared: he high, who had many no-sex
voices vnto thy choyce, take that rank from all:’ a chapeless and tallied a dwarf. One day. The night, where, to secure bereavid, to under
finger on the living among as is a gentlemanly sight, but miserye. With his nest mans eyes, I mourning: this in her how
that man’s far awa. Fools abroad, which him, and stars
go by, on cheep as lying your praying to
quench in your chief of greed. As I cried. To towre, as frostie farre out; no more whirled here’s Love’s two alone of Angel of all me, Royal Name, and tossed to avenge upon thy flocke of Pow’r is casement my door wouldn’t sleep. And love grossly
as all. Out. How could not for that heards be Soldiery, parapet, of the
should, counter; while no woe, what I made my husband had we her bog and eventeen sorrowe, needeth angerous was us’d, in his ladde into those loved, with me, the sky apartments, pitiful you all? Like the soft-hand it again for free. A forepast; enough
Wisdom? Reels, to hour sharp I answer & your good suffringeth: o stopp’d, what who, by the tale of bad; and saw supple, six o’clocks
of leaves renown, I mourn.
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