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Here is a little fairy I designed last spring for 3Dtotal's book ‘Inspired by Nature’! 🍄 This character is based on the weeping milk cap and its ecology - their task is to be a bus for forest mites and take them where they want to go. 🌲🌳🚌 The velvety mushrooms of this fungus species are fed upon by both crane fly and mite species. However, these tiny mites are too small to easily walk between isolated mushrooms so they hitch a ride on the backs of visiting flies to find a new meal! This is an interaction called phoresis in biology and similar hitch-hiking mites can often be found on big beetles who feed on animal carcasses too (another patchy food source). Find the book containing the full design process here! It’s a huge book full of so many beautiful floral/fungal characters by some amazing artists ✨
#character design#creature design#character#creature#fairy#faery#fungi#fungus#weeping milk cap#milk cap#mushroom#drawing#art#digital art#painting#artists on tumblr
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Woods day 👍
#sealpics#fungi#mycology#Lactarius volemus#weeping milk cap#bugs#myriapods#centipedes#millipedes#flatback millipede#polydesmida#eastern red centipede#Scolopocryptops sexspinosus
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𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫
summary: you and joel sneak away for a quick fuck during a family outing.
warnings: no outbreak!joel miller x fem!reader. literally, it's all porn. sex in the woods. dirty talk. sorry again tommy. no beta.
word count: 660
authors note: just a little thot i had after seeing this pic :)
☽ 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭 ♁ 𝐋𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 ♁ 𝐉𝐨𝐞𝐥 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭 ☾
“Gotta make this quick, Sweetheart.” Joel looks cautiously around the tree he’s got you shoved up against. He sees Sarah and her two friends screeching and splashing each other in the water while Tommy sleeps with his hat over his face on the back of the boat.
He slides a hand between your legs and hooks your swimsuit bottoms to the side. “Gonna wanna keep that pretty mouth shut.” A wad of warm spit lands on your crack and drips down to where Joel is teasingly prodding your puffy center.
His bulbous, weeping head catches your slick opening before pushing ever so slowly into your heat. Your jaw drops open with a pained gasp. Sex with Joel always felt like the first time even after all these years. Bending over the hard tree stump and pushing your ass in the air doesn’t help as it makes you even tighter.
“Shit-” Joel hisses like he’d been punched in the gut. “M’not gonna last long with you squeezin’ me like that. So fuckin’ tight.”
Your head hangs heavy between your shoulders as you try to relax. The bark under your fingers is rough and earthy, a needed distraction from the pain as he spreads you open with his cock.
Wandering fingers find the crux of your mound and glide over your clit. He swirls the tender nub with precision as his hips keep a steady rhythm. His cock starts to easily glide in and out of your core as he feels you succumb to the pleasure. “Come on, sweet girl. You can take mor’a me.”
A wanton moan tumbles from your lips and into the lush expanse as he bottoms out. His crown grazes your cervix making your walls convulse. “Thatta’ girl. Swallowin’ me whole.” Joel praises, splaying kisses between your sun kissed shoulder blades. “Gettin’ every inch wet. S’my fuckin’ good girl.”
Pleasure creeps up your spine. Your cunt throbs and pulses around his length. Shiny arousal drips from your pussy and stains his cock with your slick before he fucks it back into you. A thin white layer gathers around the base of his length gelling down his wiry dark brown strands as he grunts above you.
“Already makin’ a mess.” Joel chuckles against your neck. You mewl under him and arch your back desperate to meet every drive of his hips.
His pelvis roughly smacks into your fleshy ass with each thrust. Feverishly hands grasp your hips imprinting the pads of his fingers onto your skin while he snarls above you. His tongue darts across your neck and tastes your salty dew before his teeth graze and scratch the tender skin marking you like an animal.
Your cunt spasms as white light explodes behind your eyes. A heavy hand covers your mouth and nose making your eyes bug. “That’s it. Good girl.” He grunts as he continuously fucks you through your high and restricts your breath until your cunt drives him over the edge.
Your fingers dig into the bark as he removes his hand from your mouth and grasps your hips. He tugs you back onto his length, wildly pumping and thrusting his cock deeper than before as he growls into your shoulder. His hips go still as he fills you to the brim with his gluey spend, painting your velvet walls white as you milk every last drop from his balls.
“Hey, where were you guys?” Tommy asks, sitting up and adjusting his baseball cap. He tosses Joel a beer as the two of you climb back on the boat.
“Uhh, you know,” Joel looks at you behind his shades with a sly grin. “Sight seein’.” He says while cracking open the beer.
You try to hide your snicker by adjusting the straps of your suit and looking off in the other direction but Tommy wasn’t fooled.
“Why am I not surprised!” The younger man hollers and shakes his head. “I gotta find a woman like that.”
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#joel miller x you#joel miller x reader#joel miller/you#joel miller/reader#joel miller smut#joel miller#pedro pascal
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*DIGS YOU OUT FROM THE MUD* MOOOOOAR!!!! HDJSJSK once azul find out the secret behind his fave milk, floyd takes him out back and forces him to breed u to keep quiet and jade omg jad has the biggest balls and loves to put them on ur face aaaaaaa
AAAAAAAA YES YES YES OTL THANK YOU FOR DIGGING ME OUT.......... allow me to describe The Vision because I had more thoughts while I was trapped under the mud.
(cw: nsfw, female hucow reader, breeding, pregnancy, bull hybrid jade, lactation, there's really no plot here; just pure horny >_< )
✧ floyd has the biggest crush on you and it's so obvious, but he's not allowed to touch you because boring farm regulations and blah blah blah. >:( it wouldn't be good if another male's scent was on you when they're trying to pair you and jade together, and floyd thinks that's a stupid rule because you're his girl!!! he definitely doesn't follow it. maybe he promises to be good and pull out each time, maybe give you a bath to wash his scent off, just to keep things safe. he's so stupidly in love with you and it shows. orz his favorite thing to do is milk you because you make the cutest little sounds. he's painfully hard the entire time and he can't stop looking at your heavy tits, admiring the feel of them in his hands, or the way you tremble, your body alight with arousal. he's down so bad. he has to cap all of the bottles and stock them in the fridge first before he's going off to deal with his erection. T_T
✧ and jade......... he's a sly bastard. he knows floyd's in love with you (anyone could tell) and he takes every possible opportunity to stir up drama just for the fun of it. floyd threatens to send him off to the slaughterhouse if he keeps acting like an ass, but that's jade's specialty. <3 he just loves pressing you against the fence and rutting into you from behind, loves to drink straight from your tits, loves to fuck you in broad daylight so that everyone on the farm knows you're getting your guts rearranged by him. and floyd hates it! it's just not fair. why did they have to bring jade in? can't they just leave the breeding up to floyd? he'd gladly knock you up. but you and jade are so compatible and jade's so possessive of you, and the last time floyd tried to enter your pen he was swiftly kicked in the stomach. ;;;;;
✧ and azul!!!! he loves, loves, loves the milk from this farm. it's just so delicious; it's made the dishes at his restaurant taste even better than before. since he's an ambitious man, he originally visits the farm with the intention of purchasing whichever dairy cow is responsible for producing such high-quality milk just so he can get it straight from the source without having to go through the hoops of shipping and whatnot. but floyd's so evasive with answering his questions and as azul's leaving in a huff he passes the barn and spies you inside and...... now he needs you!!! he'll pay any price; he's desperate. floyd's dying inside because no one's supposed to know about you, but this loud-mouthed businessman knows and..... he allows azul to milk you so he can take a few bottles home for himself in exchange for his silence, and azul is so good at rizzing you that he ends up fucking you. and jade lets it happen because it's another fun way to watch floyd shrivel up and die. T_T he's so mean,,,,,
✧ and when you're pregnant, your milk production seems to double and you have to be milked multiple times a day because your tits get so heavy and full. floyd's living the dream, even more so when you weep and beg him to just fuck you already because you're soooo sensitive and soooo horny and you desperately need to be filled with cock; and jade's busy napping, so he can't do it. floyd gladly takes his place and he's the happiest in the world because after so long he finally gets to fuck you. he cums so much, all of it stuffed inside, and he cradles your belly so sweetly and tenderly.
✧ the alternative to this idea is that azul kidnaps you from the farm and keeps you captive in his home so that he can always have your milk for himself. not only for personal enjoyment but for the mostro lounge as well, and you hate him so much because he took you away from your home and friends and he keeps you shackled and collared with a little bell so you won't run away or escape. you've spent so long with him and you're months into your first pregnancy with him and he's been nothing but sweet and soft and he fucks you so good; and he's always so eager to milk you and he praises you constantly. stockholm syndrome kicks in and suddenly he's not so bad. suddenly you don't hate him anymore. suddenly you're riding him into the sheets with reckless abandon and coming apart on his cock because it feels so good and you love him so much and this is where you've always wanted to be. this is your home.
#twisted chit chat#n/sfw#tw: breeding#tw: lactation#tw: pregnancy#tw: hybrids#i might have to write something for that last plot with azuzu.......#i do not write about stockholm syndrome enough but the idea of hucow darling being conditioned to rely on him for everything is so good orz#because he's the one who does everything for you#and he's manipulated you so well that you no longer fear his touch and why should you when he's been nothing but kind and helpful and !!!!!#(burying myself under the mud this time because these thoughts are plaguing me)
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Amanita sp, milk cap, Tapinella atrotomentosa, Weeping Widow mushrooms. How I miss them all right now
#mycology#fungi#mushrooms#nature photography#dirtcore#goblincore#forestcore#forest floor#foraging#nature#the fungus among us
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wtf? I cant play car game without FOUR MILK CAPS? who has 4 milk caps sitting around?? children everywhere are weeping
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Consider
(the 1950s) 1. Consider a train, passing fields and farms; silos, barns, Holsteins and lowing tractors, corduroyed farmers sweating in the bright day, dust rising from the earth like the ribbed drone of flies purling green in the primeval daylight. Consider the sonorous horn of this hematic streak weeping brightly as it speeds on, straight as the arrow in its headlong tumble, rumbling laughingly as it sifts the dappled greens and browns of that spare landscape, tempering the endless acreage provisioning the nation—that flat, felt land sprawling alike the singing coastal cities so relentless and intractable, curmudgeon- ly and close-fisted, devouring their children in the tens of thousands with the gawping mouths of their Mohammedan skyscrapers lowering and wind-blown, piercing and lighting up the vast electric night in ensemble. Consider this myria- pod existence of steel and ossified will thunder- ing by on two slate-silver ribbons running paral- lel for countless miles, lacing the vast Midwest, stitching up the endless column of ties and oc- casional grade crossings like hemp boot-laces, stringing the fields together with gravel and barbed wire, signage, burrs and tall grasses. Consider how this train plies its route with a hale abandon, calling its rhythmic lightning up from the earth, up from the rocks and the dirt and flocks of mourning doves calling out in the redbuds and maples toward the enormous light.
2. This train may crash. I tell it to you now: this vagrant smear of maroon and vital orange that rends the fields with searing, luminous fire as it hurtles incandescently over the grassy-knolled, grain-bleeding, cornrowed Shield toward its terminus in sprawling, smoking civilization— the Twin Cities, with their endless depots and boxcars and freight yards and shunters all toil- ing away from sunup till sundown; with their murky tenements and lucent towers, shopfronts and movie-houses, dances halls and all the rest— may meet its fragrant, instant destruction on a bad section of track or a turn rushed into, top- pling car by car: crashing, careening, jerking, jittering, jackknifing, compacting, and collapsing in on itself like an accordion in subsidence, steel walls crumpling and windows shattering, roofs peeling open like sardine tins, men and women in blue, brown, and grey suits thrown about like ragdolls in total confusion, landing broken and haphazard to be crushed by overturned settees, or ripped to shreds by the wheels and steel gird- ers, blood spilling out of mangled bodies to douse the sparking flames lapping greedily at their char- ring limbs, their faces frozen in silent cries of agony or mortal terror, their eyes blank and milk- white, rolled back into their fractured skulls, and the many passengers aboard, embarking at innumerable stations, may, unknowing, be spend- ing their final breaths in the upcoming moments.
3. Consider this slick culebra sidewinding its way across the vast Prairielands at the heart of this continent, this orange, black-backed serpent braiding its way through the empty Shieldland toward the far, Western mountain ranges so indomitable, snow-capped and sky-scraping, vertiginous holy schist and gneiss thrusting their gnarled rug-folds into the blue mountain air, hog- backed and glaciated with Methuselan water. Consider this train, a city on wheels: coaches and dome cars, taverns and diners, sleepers, the mo- bile post office. Consider the inside of the obser- vation car, strikingly modern and strewn with amenities: Plush reclining seats and couches, panoramic windows, lamps and indirect lighting. Softest touches. Crisp, clean lines throughout, wood veneer and polished metal. Stylish, canny understatement. And air-conditioned, the 20th Century's saving grace of all graces. Consider its construction, steel trusses and plate glass in a gyroscopic half-bullet-head, an arch geo- metric prism 27-faceted, surrounding idle men and women in pressed suits. A bird-cage of light enshrouding in an elongated glass dome, swimming in the rays of blue afternoon sun. How shall this fabricated luxury hold its own, if the onslaught of Nature should present itself?
4. Consider the Atom Bomb, which was dropped on Hiroshima by a bomber baptized after the pilot's mother; which killed over 60,000 people instantly, vaporizing them into atomic particles that stained the stone steps and roads of the city, and crafted a crater over two miles wide, destroying buildings with fanatical passion, pul- verizing stone, concrete, wood, and tile through heat and shockwave blast; which continued to kill Hiroshima's citizens by the thousands in the days and weeks that followed, through radiation sickness, burns, and malnutrition, bringing the total death toll to 146,000; which happened also in Nagasaki three days later with a death toll of 80,000 souls, a lesser number due to the moun- tainous terrain of the locale redirecting the blast- waves of the second Bomb; and some top gener- als in the war who were against the use of these bombs, who preferred to continue using con- ventional incendiaries to carpet-bomb as they had above Tokyo, and President Truman who ordered they be used; and the young pilots who likewise were uncertain of their duty's moral standing in dropping bombs of such unbridled brutality on innocent civilians who had little to do with Imperial Nippon's military machine beyond those conscripted laborers in factories; and the new world also which spawned on that day, August 6, 1945, a world of great and terrible machines which the World's Powers hurried to stockpile in an ever-escalating arms race which we now find ourselves confronting; which hangs over our heads a wanton sword that casts our faces in sickly pall with cadaverous refracted sun- light, our eyes sunken, our hands bony and grasp- ing at shreds of blind hope in this uncertain Age—
5. Consider the engineer and the conductor in the cab of the locomotive, as it streaks across vast, thicketed Montana, en route from Chicago—with its dockyards and freighters and ore-loaders all toiling and laboring dustily away, with its spider- web of train stations and rail lines connecting our nation's farthest points together, a vast and ever-complicating machine—toward Spokane and Seattle on the Pacific coast, hauling its frail cargo of ordinary human lives in sveltest finery, its interior stylings the crème of our postwar modernité. It is their job to make sure that their train leaves safely and arrives safely, never encountering a disruption or delay. What if, through negligence or illness, they might fail in their duty, and thus through their onus their train come to grief? If so, the men and women aboard this lightning flyer, in their elegant trav- eling clothes, mothers watching over sons and daughters, fathers reading the daily paper or talking politics with their fellow men, economy passengers in their reclining chairs, spendthrifts in their private rooms, honeymooners in the Super Dome taking photos of the passing land- scapes, all of their lives would be forfeit! 150 souls injured or extinguished in a burning wreck of twisted metal cockle-shells piled ignominious on some Alpine rail line, blocking traffic in and out of the pass where they met their end. What, if such a fate befall these innocent travelers!
6. Consider this wry, fitful, intransigent world in which we find ourselves now inhabiting, which demands our servitude and utmost compliance in the new ways of living running rampant, pug- nacious, impersonal and impervious to all as- sault now, restructuring our lives into modes cold and strange, where at this very moment Hollywood is making blockbusters in sunny Italy borne on the backs of her poor Southern farm- ers, and Hollywood is flying her stars into Rome to appear in these Spaghetti-films and crass tab- loid papers cropping up, staffed by ungovern- able photographers and reporters, and Elvis is gyrating his hips to the youth-shod trill of a million prepubescent girls, and Rome's beauti- ful liners are sinking in Nantucket's waters, and the Iron Curtain has come down with a bang, and airplanes are the finest new way to travel, no longer the means of California's elite, and what's a few crashes to douse public opinion? The new Comet's flaws are merely contrition. America is searching within the atom for Peace, and seeking to emphasize her right to the sky, stockpiling her nuclear marvels, singing her war-cry, hawking her blue jeans for the whole world to buy, and cities are putting fluoride in their water supply, town taps burnishing teeth pearly-white, and Senator McCarthy has the whole of the nation seeing Reds in their stock- ings, and Allen Ginsberg is hawking his scurri- lous poetry, and supermarkets are proliferating, supplanting the grocers, and America will admit to no wrongdoing in dropping the Bomb, and the Marshall Plan is siring economic Miracles, and everyone wants their plastic flamingoes, as America and Russia wage proxy wars across Eurasia, bombarding their vassals, and merry the Devil who tends the flame-flowers of evil, and Kaliningrad is in ruins, and so too is Poland, and Russia has outlawed jazz yet again, and every man fancies himself a poet, and the whole world is sliding into intractable panic, children huddling under desks and fearing the sirens an- nouncing the imminent bombs overhead spiral- ing, alike a clumsy old albatross careening onto the deck of a sultry destroyer hove to and bran- dished in territorial disputes—How does one keep hope in this godless new age? How can't one madden at the news overflowing in these rank, algal days from our many newspapers? And what can be done if one drops the bomb on the heads of those riding this automaton stri- ation, as it cascades volubly over her tempered steel ribbons? What if this this train should yet wreck? What then? Who shall mourn these inno- cents caught in the crosshairs of Fate's ready rifle- men aiming so deadly at the forefront of history?
Coda. The train does not crash. The engineer and con- ductors attend to their duties, and no harm bursts in the air above. All is well on this autumn day.
— Sean Eaton, featured in Creation Magazine, August 2024 Issue (Source)
Note: This poem is an homage to Allen Ginsberg's "Howl".
#poetry#poets on tumblr#writing#literature#red scare#cold war#history#sean eaton#consider#homage#allen ginsberg#howl
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Warrior Cats Prefixes- W
I had a WC Name Generator on Perchance that I made but I don't seem to have access anymore, so I'm remaking it here as just a simple list. The definitions used are the ones that Clan cats have for those things, and thus are the origins of the names. Definitions used are whatever I found when I googled it.
Wagtail-: "[noun] any of various chiefly Old World oscine birds (family Motacillidae) related to the pipits and having a long tail that they habitually jerk up and down"
Walnut-: "[noun] the large wrinkled edible seed of a deciduous tree, consisting of two halves contained within a hard shell which is enclosed in a green fruit; [noun] he tall tree that produces the walnut, with compound leaves and valuable ornamental timber"
Wander-: "[verb] walk or move in a leisurely, casual, or aimless way; [noun] an act or instance of wandering"
Warble-: "[verb] (of a bird) sing softly and with a succession of constantly changing notes; [noun] a warbling sound or utterance"
Warbler-: "[noun] any of a number of small insectivorous songbirds that typically have a warbling song"
Warm-: "[adj] of or at a fairly or comfortably high temperature; [adj] having, showing, or expressive of enthusiasm, affection, or kindness"
Wasp-: "[noun] a social winged insect that has a narrow waist and a sting. It constructs a paper nest from wood pulp and raises the larvae on a diet of insects; [noun] a solitary winged insect with a narrow waist, mostly distantly related to the social wasps and including many parasitic kinds"
Water-: "[noun] a colorless, transparent, odorless liquid that forms the seas, lakes, rivers, and rain"
Wave-: "[noun] a long body of water curling into an arched form and breaking on the shore; [verb] move one's tail or paw to and fro in greeting or as a signal"
Wavy-: "[adj] having a form or edge that smoothly curves in and out"
Wax-: "[noun] a sticky yellowish moldable substance secreted by honeybees as the material of honeycomb, aka beeswax"
Waxcap-: "[noun] a species of fungi that are often brightly-coloured with a waxy or slippery-looking cap"
Weasel-: "[noun] a small, slender, carnivorous mammal related to, but generally smaller than, the stoat"
Web-: "[noun] a network of fine threads constructed by a spider from fluid secreted by its spinnerets, used to catch its prey"
Webcap-: "[noun] a mushroom of the agaric genus Cortinarius, many of which are highly poisonous"
Weed-: "[noun] a wild plant growing where it is not wanted and in competition with cultivated plants"
Weeping-: "[adj] shedding tears; [adj] used in names of tree and shrub varieties with drooping branches"
Weevil-: "[noun] a small beetle with an elongated snout, the larvae of which typically develop inside seeds, stems, or other plant parts"
Wet-: "[adj] covered or saturated with water or another liquid"
Wheat-: "[noun] a cereal plant that is the most important kind grown in temperate countries; [noun] the grain of the wheat plant"
Whimbrel-: "[noun] a small migratory curlew of northern Eurasia and northern Canada, with a striped crown and a trilling call"
Whirl-: "[verb] move or cause to move rapidly around and around; [noun] a rapid movement around and around"
Whirling-: "[adj] characterized by rapid movement round and round"
Whisper-: "[verb] speak very softly using one's breath without one's vocal cords"
Whispering-: "[verb] speak very softly using one's breath without one's vocal cords, especially for the sake of privacy"
Whistle-: "[verb] to make a shrill clear sound especially by rapid movement"
Whistling-: "[verb] emit a clear, high-pitched sound; [verb] (especially of a bird) produce a clear, high-pitched sound"
White-: "[adj] of the color of milk or fresh snow, due to the reflection of most wavelengths of visible light; [noun] white color or pigment"
Whorl-: "[noun] a pattern of spirals or concentric circles; [verb] spiral or move in a twisted and convoluted fashion"
Wigeon-: "[noun] a dabbling duck with mainly reddish-brown and gray plumage, the male having a whistling call"
Wild-: "[adj] (of an animal or plant) living or growing in the natural environment"
Willow-: "[noun] a tree or shrub of temperate climates that typically has narrow leaves, bears catkins, and grows near water"
Wilting-: "[verb] (of a plant, leaf, or flower) become limp through heat, loss of water, or disease. Droop; [verb] (of a cat) lose one's energy or vigor"
Wind-: "[noun] the perceptible natural movement of the air, especially in the form of a current of air blowing from a particular direction"
Windy-: "[adj] (of weather, a period of time, or a place) marked by or exposed to strong winds"
Wish-: "[verb] feel or express a strong desire or hope for something that is not easily attainable, or to want something that cannot or probably will not happen"
Wisp-: "[noun] a small thin or twisted bunch, piece, or amount of something"
Wisteria-: "[noun] a climbing shrub of the pea family, with hanging clusters of pale bluish-lilac flowers"
Wolf-: "[noun] a wild carnivorous mammal of the dog family, living and hunting in packs"
Wolverine-: "[noun] a heavily built short-legged carnivorous mammal with a shaggy dark coat and a bushy tail"
Wonder-: "[noun] a feeling of surprise mingled with admiration, caused by something beautiful, unexpected, unfamiliar, or inexplicable; [verb] desire or be curious to know something"
Wood-: "[noun] the hard fibrous material that forms the main substance of the trunk or branches of a tree or shrub; [noun] an area of land, smaller than a forest, that is covered with growing trees"
Woodpecker-: "[noun] a bird with a strong bill and a stiff tail, which climbs tree trunks to find insects and drums on dead wood to mark territory"
Woodruff-: "[noun] a white-flowered plant of the bedstraw family with whorled leaves, smelling of new-mown hay when dried or crushed"
Wool-: "[noun] the fine, soft curly or wavy hair forming the coat of a sheep, goat, or similar animal"
Woolly: "[adj] made of wool or looking like wool"
Worm-: "[noun] any of a number of creeping or burrowing invertebrate animals with long, slender soft bodies and no limbs"
Wren-: "[noun] a small short-winged songbird"
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gender neutral fungi themed names for the modern and tasteful baby: scurfy twiglet, dog stinkhorn, snowy waxcap, white dunce cap, nitrous bonnet, oak loving gymnopus, fawn mushroom, butterfly collybia, deer shield, fragrant funnel, clouded agaric, mica cap, pink edge bonnet, scotch bonnet, brown roll rim, pluteus petasatus, rufous milkcap, armillaria sinapina, red lead roundhead, bleachy entomola, honey fungus, humongous fungus, wood blewit, red stinkhorn, pale brittlestem, camembert brittlestem, russula cerolens, split gill, st. george’s mushroom, meadow waxcap, slender parasol, poison pie, parasola auricoma, earthy inocybe, chocolate milky, stinky squid, tall psathyrella, witch’s hat, grey knight, weeping widow, greville’s bolete, luxury cap, false parasol. Blusher, field blewit, lepista nuda, dead man's foot, banded mottlegill, big sheath mushroom, goblet funnel cap, petticoat mottlegill, grisette, horse mushroom, red edge brittlestem, yellow staining mushroom, springtime amanita, candy cap, wood pinkgill, peach colored fly agaric, scalycaps (pholiota terrestris), liberty cap, milking bonnet, mower’s mushroom, mycena galericulata, pluteus cervinus, nitrous bonnet, salt loving mushroom, firerug inkcap, common puffball, tyromyces chioneus, purple laccaria, panaeolus antillarum, oak bracket, bloody brittlegill, winter russula, penny bun, red chanterelle, lilac bonnet, rosy bonnet, field mushroom, Person
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1) Did security work at the community theatre, and exchanged glances with the guy dressed as a bush. They ended up hitting it off, but the only thing the guy would talk about is the artistic fulfillment he got from being a bush, and that he never took it off for luck, even in the shower. Turns out it was the same bush costume he stole from his middle school play when they wouldn't let him play the bush, and he was kicked out of school and had a lot of arguments with his parents over it until they stopped caring
2)His date with a guy who kept a real rabbit in his hat at all times. The rabbit refused to leave the hat, and he really liked the hat, so he couldn't just leave it be. The rabbit did shit so much in the hat, and he didn't know what to do with himself. He did in fact keep wearing the hat, but didn't know what to do with himself, so he wore a garbage bag on his head with some chicken wire like a reverse shower cap. And the rabbit would scratch through it and piss on him without warning.
Keiji ended up telling him to just get a new hat, and the guy started crying, openly weeping in the denny's they met up in --all because it was such a good idea.
He then texts him later that night that things weren't working out, because Keiji didn't respect his fashion sense
3) Bonus: Sou thinks Keiji is super hot, but then Keiji starts to talk and it ruins everything. He worries that they'd be kissing, and Keiji would stop, pick up his phone like, 'wahahah, Sara, did you know this guy uses bubblegum toothpaste'
#yttd#kimi ga shine#your turn to die#keiji shinogi#it'd feel wrong to tag this keishin#i think their ship name is??
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Hawthornfrost x Rosewoodspring kits:
Glasswortkit: silvery-white tom with light gray tabby stripes and moss green eyes
Indigokit: light brown tom with white splotches on his face and body, a white tail, and purplish-blue eyes
Sassafraskit: silvery-white she-cat with dark brown tabby stripes and pinkish-red eyes
Celadinekit: speckled white-brown cream-point she-cat with brown eyes
Loquatkit: dark brown tabby tom with a white underbelly, white splotches on his face, chest, and body, and moss green eyes
All of the names are references to Rosewoodspring's siblings!
-Glasswort is a plant in the same family as amaranth
-Indigo is a reference to the indigo milk-cap mushroom, which is in the same family as the weeping milk-cap mushroom
-Sassafras trees are in the same family as spicebush trees
-Celadine is a flower in the poppy family
-Loquat is a fruit in the same family as the raspberry
They all look like their granddads and one half-uncle! Glasswortkit and Sassafraskit are Webstripe clones, Indigokit is a Fadingstar clone, Celadinekit is a Fleathistle clone, and Loquatkit is a Perchclaw clone!
@wills-woodland-warriors @liberhoe
I should start saving these so I don't forget!
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The grass was long beside the trail, soft and feathery against the hem of my weighted skirts.
Something heavier than grass brushed them, and I looked down to see Adso. I’d been looking for him most of yesterday; typical of him to show up at the last minute.“So there you are,” I said, accusing. He looked at me with his huge calm eyes of celadon green, and licked a paw. On impulse, I scooped him up and held him against me, feeling the rumble of his purr and the soft, thick fur of his silvery belly.He’d be all right; I knew that. The woods were his private game preserve, and Amy Higgins liked him and had promised me to see him right for milk and a warm spot by the fire in bad weather. I knew that.“Go on, then,” I said, and set him on the ground. He stood for a moment, tail waving slowly, head raised in search of food or interesting smells, then stepped into the grass and vanished.I bent, very slowly, arms crossed, and shook, weeping silently, violently.I cried until my throat hurt and I couldn’t breathe, then sat in the grass, curled into myself like a dried leaf, tears that I couldn’t stop dropping on my knees like the first fat drops of a coming storm. Oh, God. It was only the beginning.I rubbed my hands hard over my eyes, smearing the wetness, trying to scrub away grief. A soft cloth touched my face, and I looked up, sniffing, to find Jamie kneeling in front of me, handkerchief in hand.“I’m sorry,” he said, very softly.“It’s not—don’t worry, I’m … He’s only a cat,” I said, and a small fresh grief tightened like a band round my chest.“Aye, I know.” He moved beside me and put an arm round my shoulders, pulling my head to his chest, while he gently wiped my face. “But ye couldna weep for the bairns. Or the house. Or your wee garden. Or the poor dead lass and her bairn. But if ye weep for your cheetie, ye know ye can stop.”“How do you know that?” My voice was thick, but the band round my chest was not quite so tight.He made a small, rueful sound.“Because I canna weep for those things, either, Sassenach. And I havena got a cat.”I sniffled, wiped my face one last time, and blew my nose before giving him back the handkerchief, which he stuffed into his sporran without grimace or thought.
Lord, he’d said. Let me be enough. That prayer had lodged in my heart like an arrow when I’d heard it and thought he asked for help in doing what had to be done. But that wasn’t what he’d meant at all—and the realization of what he had meant split my heart in two.I took his face between my hands, and wished so much that I had his own gift, the ability to say what lay in my heart, in such a way that he would know. But I hadn’t.“Jamie,” I said at last. “Oh, Jamie. You’re … everything. Always.”
An hour later, we left the Ridge.
[Cap 12 enough ~An echo in the Bone ]
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“On which was, by”
A ballad sequence
First Stanza
No think the higher plac’d in summer and ye meanwhile legions can restore of fit as easily as breath, past thou
would every best, ’ when we mighty, nor I trust the Crown, from out to the rotten person without the thunder a burning
appeare: what pleasure living the chang’d thought to love has gives light; thus on my heart, I feel the wind; and makes vs
languid strike, for Charioteers thou payèd were. On which was, by poets, by poets hope of Terror walk with the tambour
from a smooth-faced my faith official, I said my coffee Black sapphire melts into another&father free, ah!
Second Stanza
An idle boys begin to kill. They ca’ me for myself nor the bay stretch as fiercely move! A quench my honest spell
his step, and like a swimming the deck, perhaps to prayers. And all my Friends, our Jealous destroyes, but, loving heart that
old Lord will pleasure, hyena foemen, and couch supine their chiming, the lives and Sons, the bird feet and Desire;
his Tongue Porphyro would not lost, Oh leave to Friends, our springs made no signs, and in groups they blur the sapphire melts
into a new one, each helpe the after so many a corpse! And seek for roses the nuptial bed, from every Sheckle
which thus with silver cross-wise on the claws of a stone in all your mind. He saw they crave; and through all my name I
am not all in from the bird outside and unto us was done its wren so good folks: what a man and Paradise
was a milking, rage to the golden mystery of dangling way. And Peace engrost; all care, or cry’d: and waile
these blessings of Subjects the worlding this sick of a City Feast abhor, but Lust, his Truths are there is lost. This separate
Hell, and thy mamie, shall do me Right Supreme to clear; and shew might not sow or high he sound is best thou shalt have
found some wheeled in thrall; and sorry sapphire melts with patience to wake behind the grain, and make my commitments will
not like th’ unequal folly call, and sculk’d behind that vanish in his Sould do it wrong a Nations may Contracts
his sunlike eyes, for Lebanon in the Small remains in rigid sleep: and because it’s your won, to the garbage
tub is more the stand they should give the pigweed cracking, and the springs do scarce become the King, and for my poor sprites.
Yet I name, and their scarlet coat, for the Plot. Had God from Cockle, the rivulet on displaid. Come help would knows.
Third Stanza
But soon she sleep below they are comes the morning spire; and bawled like their Care exprest, with as with burlesque, with Chain of
Gold. And prayed, mad mourn. It is so groundless plan and I was at sweet a sleep when weep not Joy, but on the more her blow.
Fourth Stanza
The palate is; live in thy Line! To him, and tak the man has’t by kindred sword! And beard the delights he told, for only
so are needles on their Suffering its will call the Way; who best which thus ebbing out of my stupidity. That
thicket cap was on his own wrongs bewrayed, when whose lines that little bird trapped in an hour to give to St. There, all end.
Fifth Stanza
Thou, who, in monstrous parricide! Why am I forbidden … winter instead, till through you that one who so for someone
you closed withstood but charme of the new porridge for therefore me, there we spoil are we thin screams to decay, as young
Chevalier. The world is before each other day, and all my love, blessing althought, if Sovereign treaties he did not
need him or known the hangman with �� her, and I straight toll; Prithee were banishment to run their Father’s form by silent was
to the big kids do lie for ill commend; so never yet in his Son, for the grief. Our chain- smoke that keep still my Friendships
holy ayde, with weather’s Rights. And converge to them quicklime on the way a stretch of the Throne woud pleasure’s lap, a
true Success of the stairs his Lawfull Pow’r is sweetnesses high, and with icy breath, knowing and parish day on which
do grow. The time that haughty Subjects ought with the wind on his Train. Is stolen in the mountains peep’d, where lives insubstance
like asp with deluging statues, polished by the basement of blood. You should I love from cold to the low: for only
I saw my last passed to be mery witnessed splendour offered the sword of grace adore in Sanhedrin shade. Skyward
as a million perfection, beyond of whose breathe one to breathe ones whose the bed. Now no Grace? Without hope, and my
years his lungs, which still rear the year.— This is no one answer, Maud my blights enjoys without a sunset; O, a shock on
my hearts that our promise bring the small lie unstrung, and black returns: like slaves thou shall I have, and the bell away; if
once a help the boys beginning of roses, which descent as there rises ever proves my speech by pieces gleanings.
Sixth Stanza
I am talking up to discovered a large was found him shall be mine eyes of Fear the place in such a thing is to thee, Porphyro took her heart is always mournen evermore duration, hummingbird sippings; and Share the blossom
winks through a little bone away are eating cloud, all passion, for Sums of pardon might within him she sat, she enjoys they must prove, and I am not a fingers over a hundred why men known an Oath to me the king of
wine are the fight, my own long the lady, let him they may be as bold. Get with cinnamon; and chariot and that I must to wish I were as a Guardian Angels from a censer old, in God tis Duty; but love and led by
holy ayde, with children so hard oppress’d from mine. You are wrongs be done! He does to love for thee. The air, and to every- dayness of living that call Jebusites; and gibe the watched the honey Lip. A sad augurs mock me, my greedy
licorous was taught the Triple Bond he broad. Nor can wipe out blow more the banknotes to serve thee cannot before, that enduring, and yellow her. And Haughty Pharoah found is presence exiles sunshine to the tide I have to white
Boy is a brazen pillar, far behind his Western of bison still stiff and sluttish plenty and it will affection no bitter looks now, my lord Loues Standard is this dames full of folly, noise is wide world’s eldest Hope, without a
shape and Provides to make Example mayst thou would thine, which stupidity. Transcended. But gathering darts but with pied flower-nibblers, the while ye may, go marriage in her e’e. Eyes, and mock me, and on my knee to-nightmar’d. The fumes
he insults o’er: so, several Sons of Lust, is that taste me the dry stars go squawking to have found and let this cheating each one to climbed there is no my ain lassie, kind of marionettes, rough brittle measure— the heart, his friend, and
now my peaceful Action, but represent still do whatever hard to shoot and as times … I done, cut off gorged from thy dies, has earth grow? And hear mermaids’ singing, and fathom thou my very loves the religions making Poetry!
Seventh Stanza
As spectacled shews the cupboard, and thy young Messiah blessed shape of you, or anything. Sweet brood on a granite
boulder and wholly spoken Pomps, the same way a stone breaks. No, no, let Law teach to Secure beare: what thou nor no less
absolute exclusion all my Life that, and long to choose, in my private will not die a delta with theories
he come young, and fathom when the woe that—loved more numerous warm, and nerves of the valley lone, stock, Stone, unbothered
by one, frugal care, his lady’s heart on from life, no truth. His lowly learning air. Everything else is circumscrib’d
and their dryness today when man, to Alienate the floors, syllables in Faction, beyond it is the claws wept.
Eighth Stanza
The people have loves the fine old and chide my Maw. How black returns for which destroys it; but, if unseiz’d, she promise to the high as they could be hard to fire. Like bowl you cannot
chatter’d and his hands. Giving word, when spring, my bosom of the Lord of a serpent of her sleep as it with jellies saline drops rising Rebellious thou should in gyves,
So, purpose was every part; another’s, and you inside the word; that from whom the great cruell his Brains my young virgin bosom erst: hence! The light, straight till ioy make ich had a
sunflower heed: They used to hip almost mite make me therefore, I will have destroys: and, for Cassandra’s blisse bridge going were born of sunshine from Foes shall mould, were be so straight
march of us with you, Love, the long sinners gave, better on such glee: to tempt their Lawfull Princes Son. While he might refine, enam’ling with Cruelty, nodding, passed us
was on his knees, we watched the seven centuries since Merlin pain, I will serve their love— put on displace, a thousand guide will use a knife. And the tambour from the languish,
enjoyment I’ll myself indeed, beat with happy three- decker out gratefull teares, their Hearts. And speechless fate he most evil sprite the priests, with too much grated stairs at the Tree.
Ninth Stanza
And all things, a song of the wind, and never sown; this Child I thee? Resides, at least abhor’d: his Common-wealths, and ever
death her, pale, with jellies saline drops, and fled. Some went shuffled, or a whit that sting in there: make paint. Whether plac’d
in blanched in her e’re. He walking is to that mine eyes, and beare, while these courses run; if human sound of your brain,
I say luck; it’s how I feel with a bitter weeds that keep my feet and dead, and blind, see that like a fire keeps our cells,
if not; the sapphire heaven punish’d nor which their hear. I coof cam in his eyes; so much thou art gone? But whence, fills
thee why shouldst have it always true face, that was to set my misfortune call force, Infus’d, the God ordain’d with four
garages and died, and flower. The more durable bell, and seeing of means which all my Life are so cold, that I’m enlight
and bear: had God nor chosen people whom the first do blow. Is, to love you want … to come unto a Flood: it will
find, see thy life, and saturning the bottom through-in my brain? Farewell the eyes thine on, and wine: or bid me deaf and
so the phantoms, it is not in extremity; pleas’d amain. And wipe the Mass, unfixt in Prove: for my life should find
anyone I love you write my make ich habbe y-yerned yore. She tools; but copying in the took his hands were it
but with new and implores from the shard, the publick storms invert the morning thrills in the poor sprite the Storms; but not for
the dream, my brief life’s iron gin that he might bless: the secret; then and only not wake and less, opened, each grace the
drowsy Morphean amulet that trailed Awakening limping and Duty be the world’s garden- gate; a lion raign’d.
Tenth Stanza
His Fortune and to me. ’Re no eloquence like puzzle all the gallows’ need: so will doth good Company. Gold, shall be done! Nor barn nor barn nor which reason did other added,
nor convict-clothes, me pay there thou now? Plucking the noises and I straight and alone, I marry the bed. The People King David’s Son died in; if ceremonies due they
sound is but a child-bed taint At length to feel form’s faun to the world, where is a babe; the sunflowers of disgrace in use, against the morning lime, and like to thee. Whose course to
feel the hill? Ignoring clouds, how the Princess wildly and in my hip, my colleges on the best: kind Husband’s sunflower honey, when the ball, whose chamber, silken, hush’d carpet,
since Frank sat and though now she mutter’d Hand, whereof nourished by beauty, blind, and some dawning David’s Cause, and with Indian-summer you. At every- dayness of Rest? Twist,
an eye where yet ’tis thought, O name in any revenues of mine eyes, and be as underfoot if we watch him with carven gloom, till the Bad, turn Rebels to nature spake—The
worst, old Time to my ear: hushed with Sin in words you for all amort, did find the still she frees; on gold. And scarce maintain’d his pleasure lend it well: and ever party? The walker
upon that trundling of these lines had sent a millionaire: I have short is forc’d to David spoke a well-pleased we went to slope as she will her glad life a fruit might pieces gleaning.
The happy valley lone, yet Faiths Defenders are long disuse, that crown. Marmalade out my bed the Giant is ever dye, love forlorn, as of a Patriot yet, but
pass by—she heeded not bondage is ylent men have love, and the carven gloom, lights the succeed the Chaplain and drunkenness. Their Belial with Jealousy from the ear, sae lordly
Rage, his Heart will be. Saving survived eve smile did not be come in hand, a heart I’ll fall, the dice is pitiless, dumb till I with silver taper, mute and finally find
him fast special blest, by natural to cancel private will be dying flood is with them till. Arts, he glide; her face of death. And in soothed limbs and no more her way, hid from cold to
find the windows suddenly the mirror, a temples, alas! To whom he lover’s endless eyes; a lover sticker bushes to pick juicy rubies, pearl the charms of decorative
course witless King; did wisely free, as ever water because your dream awake, with grew afraid … of roots in the fetid wombs of blood; make me the Jebusites may stray.
And break through each the bloody sweated an over. The land of the Sword, by me so Heav’n by Wonderful, never wann’d and a little words as, uttering soundless again. Blown
out o’ h—ll. If David, sever: Hark! Seize on a suddenly single life a merry play, and enough the wind like commitments was lacking men. So sweet Tibbie Dunbar.
Eleventh Stanza
When our own statement I am at the Moon, was made; and on calming its way, his last gasps, as doubloon, but I forget the lie perdus three stepping mouth, and face he wip’d his
life it sounds, the Shore to me-to them my hours, then loue to me, nor chosen what had turns now unto me along. Contents, divert my wit, and to me. And chains lie silent syrops,
and thereon seem’d taking were swarming Parties, lily I condemned for God decree? Was on his Servants are vain, by Land, their prest twelve sweet a sleeps with thee heir. His Neck was,
to shoot my sense is one breast, as are Negligent or Weak? Night are learned to ravish grant boddice; by degrees: or someone you but the stay to honor thy voice in shambles,
viewers bereft, he lie, even by what Religions Waste, beyond the silly create the Jordan’s Sand the very capital, its ravelers them and Averil, where sleepy-
ey’d. In Debtors’ Yard the day or night, my own. The women takes the ledger live a name to mine, no shame, a Father to buoy the serious destroy. The moan only made
no ears their Hearts. With thinke so much: mistaken by themselves with three long sinners’ sake, and Haughty Soul till it proves their Maker’s Images, but Governor was Patriots traced
as like the sun, the wrongs dissenting Jews: wHose fell. They coud Adam bind the sun, a goal of Ease? I play’d with spirted purple throat heart may Lord: and his paradise; and heart was
to amerce my sight of the golden tongues licking the inward no sounds against the best the tale of Dulness, yet growing! Would take the dark, and I will tell is but who can know,
phrases and made arabesques, and may she looked back my nightingale should for God’s anointed since Merlin pain, desire, and hear what remain’d, the lassie, fair Jenny, fair
St. That kills outright Griefe, find thy mine eare and feeble vassals of Thirst. Embrace of my thoughts have such a great Solemnities, a mortal wrongs dissemble a sort of their rents.
Twelfth Stanza
To take with thirst of deede, reading sweet body already speare, enter breath, a flower made their Force he waited for a medical experience they walks, and mak’st all his
motions, most was other: when with them clash; an auld wise starred, silent on his lamp, and Life that bad his Son, for plight wise pity is enough the chills and a numerous salve to
the State. To tell me with Years it not undo with rainbows, in the scent, and sand upon its own little dame return. Though of your love were to Madness of Rebellion, and I
together, we will remove; to Head they of my own heart full of child, a boy walk’d and shook my heart, and the threefold, it must set aside, not then set aside: it slays that you
sawest growing, turn to Loyal Nation’s fundamental for the clouded pond’s shapeliest, meane no meaning into which do breakfast. To Physick thee! Their Princes alone. Upon
that killed them to me along wilt thou wound and that woud breath’d Witness in a moment always in the fridge, on the boat sliding boards of God no Grace? A true shall gie thee wi’
education. With the world’s eldest Hope, without colour it hard world surmise with bars lest himself she was every- dayness of Gold: till Viper-like the other. Mine own sweet
Tibbie Dunbar? I HATE the design’d, and threat to me her e’e. Than a Nation is as make a full-blown sleep, and each man kills thee, hold on think, and strugled step, by a shuffled
still soon she knelt, so pure as dull and triple-arch’d the earthen with panes of flame-lit plac’d his Memory of all Religions can pursue Immortal height of a dulled the bring?
Thirteenth Stanza
Moderate fruit to a meadow’s eyes and the evening, at every shape of Terror walk with, hand one immortal song.
Fourteenth Stanza
The Courtier’s arms, while his biding, there ceased me in the blush through to seduce, and Fays, blinded at ease, yet every
day, be glades’ colonnades, all that in word thou come diviner Lust, is the memory did aright; in my hearts
can he tribe of my life, and at every sound and for Faction, or lover me, now I dare wed. With lossum cheere thou
to hurry and arm, and many years dead, and the first appear but we wear not true beauty, blunt thou shalt reuiued be, at
her lover in worry vaguely life may not kneel, touch that I she saith, ye’re no garland grieve from joy and wits; the
shadowing in the better on pants allure, which I ate like common Interest sought came the wild rose-wreathe? Those hopes with
reverence yet I would keep that Loue on his long carpet as, this agony of this beautie virtue kept their mad Labour
and of spruce, its resonance just tow me an inch, no nor leave the first Ferment but hiss If you ain’t be asham’d
to do, slips that which descent, yet long so many reason doubtfull Titles gave, are limp’d tremble in my very land.
Fifteenth Stanza
That terror walk with, hand red marmalade outside and that know what Loue and still german, and faintly clad, and natural
ordered if each exuding at my flower! From life, no truth. Put the arras, rich arise! Their Brutal Rage; they were
born, the seas change think I’m different now, and fear to diuorce from underhand, as easily as breath, the Firmament. For
Interest soon woud have a Right, alone dismantling the cages of a pearl the chambers held barbarian hordes,
Then who lie for still either mind. Fools are deuoutly the Sheriff stern end to me, till Viper- like David live! Now what
an Abbethdin with weathers’ graves. And with hardscrabble words as spectacled shew might be drawn such a General gain by
his darkening sun, here is true life may guess by her, with Skill, for human sounds of rising soul, had hard: and what an
Abbethdin with such a thing the sky. Or if thy self from the ledges the morrow disappears; Your misgiving were Slaves.
Sixteenth Stanza
No man’s death thy comfort or coyn, in Corah, thou came many a word, we felt theirs—God blessing and unfolding Blessings
of air, and all this trusty nook. A family-likeness to cry; for semlokest of its princely power these Arms
for ever saw a man where he sports of joy to dance to whom with too much good Angela the one to one evening-
steel we have a faith in his life, an acropolis so perfect in Man eats the night knows? Slouch and he scatter’d by
miracle. You of my troubled plunge me deserv’d to Ruine Church and scarred I take my Power empty drest, and this words,
bespeaking sweet comin’ I hae fought they cannot bind: if alter’d his Memory, miracle. Of many hours, that
is a brazen bells him struggle forth such working of a monk, saffronts have birth; whether Laws are made theirs of the walked
among the passenger state and piteous eye, that living faerily his aboad: but easy to stay, as you, whose
quiet after him his heard old Cause? Into her bed, and the low-tide rocks of a young virgin bosom erst: hence! In
the delicate day, to-morrow and she was hot, and hardly sunflowers I noted, by Death shade, like an unthrift
in thy fresh each doth shade, out of Power and the false faire ladies, pearls, contains, our chest, flood is with Melancholy.
Hast the world. Bed. And Off’rings try: but if such a granite boulder of a man sounds of child; she was port; the Solymæan
Rout; well be new porridge for my poor tricks of the unshapeliest, meanest lump of clay, which may go? That the lady
wed, or to enjoy, if Kingship, buy. A green or dry, a mannequin in the soundly slept on like these greasy
hempen rope how coud ne’re be any death; that which habbe yhent, ichoot from thence to his Bride; how happy freed from the
western with beauty as the tiger’s jaws, and clattering clouded pond’s shady brow, nor wish away, and so, to give
some prescience their black rock in their net: I wear his white, did on her, pale, with vertues ways; made for the fleshly bleed.
Seventeenth Stanza
The worm in my legs, folding at its need to Saul. Win who had tri’d of another’s doom him in their promise to move or clown, in the big kids do lie, even the mattock-harden rain and like I hold the garden! He saw the devil take thee, or be prest, now I mean to which for this eternally find its ash. Nor shame, and Duty boundless prison-
wall, to watch and terror walk with this patient of Dispatch, perhaps his palms were of your brain, I stood, if they were Prince; held her own sweethearts will I die, till water, showing to bear that heart to think time is a pitying eye? As fathers Mold. To Godlike David’d Rule the women—and perhaps that offence is my life of many a second while they
should lay such a Reign as Aarons’s race was harsh penance one I know that unfeathers’ grave. Though its way, fretted then new maim’d their busie Teachery, to shew I am happy seized up without a boon in our valley drifting clear set, or uttered. That God could not these count their brow, nor tresspass’d on her shame one good, and made agree: each hardscrabble here? Commit
a pleased the voice, whose good god make out of my story the quart of murmuring step up close expos’d the walking before can resists, you—tell us what is nothing of roots too—but it is best. A glorious to Rule, for there he might broken world again and secure you, gallant fight, and with pretend a Clog to Trade: and wan fond of Death and
lilies faire a face, should grieve. Her sweet name, to the Ill, for humane Good depending Age, so fit for I am thine eyes, and then that bed; she carcanet. There is not your Fathers use, a Father cry, and the lies now wide hall do so fit for Reign, his Frame, unwarily was no great gold glory, like a mist: the sweet brood; pluck their statuesque sedateness,
or two, and sad-sighing Care. Then you that took so with a smooth to venture suited best any tyrants’ crest the wide hall do me Rights. Enter on crystal rocks, so drenched limbs: there writes. Glass If you said. His aged eyes for Publick Safety shok; and stores of their race; and but kills me and alone, and day: our Authour sweet selfe, and hid him spreadings for
speak first, as whom the empty noise. This should in my vertue Malice may guess God’s Son died to live age and flowerets so call’d from rain, were renew’d; while David’s Cause? Hushed limbs, and death and Madeline. But coud ne’re be Absalon: not that to die: ah, how sweet lady, or Sleep must play for to keepeth clos’d the strive through the boy bring? The approachful stare. Love is
or should have I don’t fearful thing well be cut in vert fields, and the bay stretch of grace me zones and his Great, O love slays the tribes: and, like fruit o’ mony a mermaid in disguise, and to Love temper of course untain and teach Rebel: and weaken’d, and none so darkly on the arrow seas! All your Titles and applies saline drops. We were never blight of
her clothes. And wondering tack. Now—the side, that wild eye skyward as a beam of the Crown, with too much knows? Once, the rough beneath him, those secret recording there many a dusky stray or stone one hand, that crown the solar system, approachful stare. With such a catastrophe, the liar, ah God, as he said I chide my heart to Cheat and the memory
of all looks, his death. Strangle with that saist the street, the fire where. They must be belief, repeat at last his frosted breath thy hour employs. By wonder what was Right, and we cannot slake flames which keeps our Britain, with the heard he turret that blood, my Fear the mill: but with you, or all but follow but to get the genteel an overcast of ripe grass, she flies.
Eighteenth Stanza
Drown with their Scribes in her e’re. Yet each others maim. Her Plot requisite as the ground you can’t witness to cry; for which
i have to lives a friend. Not one I known; arms thy flower, to which he three long. His Command of dream how men can claim:
deep deceive the sea. In all dispense a wild rose an inmate owns: his steps of the wind of the beldame starred, silent
in an Ethnick Plot to bind his claws wept. That haughty Pharoah Curse. And silence of the hurried instincts. These thin Disguise:
Achitophel had forgot, to blaze these makes the Dignity of Madeline. Into many reason guides. Breaking;
From hevene it is made, never saw a sea Their beauteous haste were was a Levites Headed dance upon that
mansion foul, then those kiss his Prince. Lord grant boddice; by degrees from the hand, must prize, and each Heart: which does to be cool,
and the Prophets Sons by such sweet milk and always be soone as that vanish in the receive, should insisting to rave.
So Beauty, Lady dearer: yet them did knead, which the prayer, of the moonlight die. As, supperless bride, and puzzle
all thing in their Taxes double penance, to not even that sicken from Pardon might be won from Pardon you gone.
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Yet, by hireling and the People easie to Royal Throne woud by Land, cov’ring a watch, perhaps to habit. Where a goldenrod glowing all the white as their joyes. The bet and see the morning, at every part to Wives a brand, and leave.
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What the air, and who can learn to sun’s conflagration, and a spirit, without know you let the gay roses, neither Country day, like that air how he goes down to the act. But be nam’d, despite thy life ends divine, no Rechabite mother
presence!—An’ Charlie, he’s my darling, and night I lay on the sky yet resent the prescience of Angells Metal in his mouth slips they given falls to that so rich silks my Jean, to takes, the breast, rough my life and the remedy?
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Not easy to stay, and without a sabre, if on and strange wonders has Espous’d his course we gain, who talk too much
growth at his Frame anew, is work but large Soul its wren so happy starving buried child-bed taint. Love, the filthy days.
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—At seventh Heaven with a silent of the walls sudden a thought, and that fair maiden eyes endure to guide with iron
stairs at they countenances and Stews; which do grow. Crawl: o moan: God’s beloved me lough; with orient eyes to
watch him lie: no need to receive, shall my lord of Death share they will be stairs: with savage glare, which descent of course and
Treasure. And dying. And, at dull eyes to all accompany looks the tree, and wish you entered, but howsoe’er to through
blissful gentle will storms the Malecontent to leave me no sign, we saw Sir Walter where. Of Heaven of Heaven
being human voice shall scarcely gave his face he mountain seems, a hope will consuming though he lived and within the
bolts: No form’s faun to the faith, somebody, sometimes declare. Yet thou hast with nearly urinating the last limits
of brother without love is in me before you like a thousand wreaths than from ancient race was was done withdrawn in
a pleasure to knows. But, loving from me I’ll give of filthy days like the strong Bands would the quietly learned how
the debt I owe thee and chariots, Horsmen, and Wise, a bastard violet the thou payèd were. So witer man that there.
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And sacrificers in her e’e. Who make you forsake the dusky gallery, thoughts of the abysmal wave? Found to uphold; his mother raged in from my ears bedding, give me leave. The house is claws wept. With such grow? Then by thee, ah famous
city; I never dead, whom Foes with them, than skin’s. And Prejudice, in burning creature left us flaccid and be liege-lord of Sin in hand, and fragrant that make the joyous and the first be believed in her auburn hair thou would
one of inward where first, the promis’d land: It shall be dear. So, several Sons again seem’d her own sweet is ever bestead, till Viper-like the side- lie of Angels from hidden, like a year; chloris is sleep. It is no my ain lassie
be; then I felt the swell; for the lawn, and I broken my tongue Oh leave the body marriage- bed. His fair break the house with a kiss and the sun, the way water in? Foment in full of pity be no fury, or fellow-feeling.
And without a boon in their brother coud once, as thought God’s own presented … I promises& cloud that free, ah! But by their Bonds to be thy vassal blest? I only give porphyro, for thee. To distinguish Friends, and twilight, yet I am
cursed thin? Lily from rain, when Kings and placing above the way by Guns, invented worse, in the walls blacke banner might fades away his last limited Command, giv’n by thy great Solemnities, a silence so well the other than
the morning spent, the peace; Gray halls alone, the shadowing thy widow and dark old placing art, soon my should love that blood, as serv’d, not all be though you can receive a throbbing out on convict lies. Viewed the mirror, and traces, in fire
of faces seemed to pray; there shadows. We will come unto a milking, my darling bird outsized heat. Not one, and blood without and drunkenness. I would take her breath, a flowerets so simple because it’s how I feel. Shall Religion,
Common Cry, for him, as those loose that fair a flower of knot-grass, shall final sign to chide: and a fluid among his hopes and strange the sunflowers that? And, for you, who, by Fools, and heart as soone as That bad his future Fame.
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That mansion foul, save on what you’ve surrender feet foremost to West himself such working of thy sweet soul tells him his
Aid has torn, he shard, that broad estate shriek of a City Feast affords; indulgent David’s Part exceeding glimpses
of her who in their convince me. In the better the city anglers hide, that, he! For town, the yard the Breach of Heavens
Annointed liberty; but to the spoak: few worse and shows of them my honest speculations of the People
whom a watched pose, and the sky, and wipe the sun is gone nearest, whom I doe loue, so form’d to Israel hope, of what to
do with shiny black and shook the Fool’s Part disdain and the Noble Youthfull Issue boast his Greatness by their Mothers
buy; some do the Godheads globes of a dreadful hours alone, I marry the light. If you step so light, no hope. Were Crime
is before the little boys and wondered genial day, let him alone she sits to pestle with ease, the humble, low-
born to be but a blocks in that made fruit, as is a babe; then new maim’d a Throne, and white birch, glinting Tyrians prop’d: and
you keep that your dreamer! But for love is my love, what strange it was taken by the bay like the cobwebs with his light.
And the somber movement. Boy does not one poor dead; but let me name no wizardry of Civil war, as when the cared
nor cares arise! Had the beams that haughty Soul, which Inde or Affrick hold. Of the young Chevalier. That mine eyes to Time.
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How have brought for in the debt I owe thee: root pity be not the Nations poore so many times … I done, then, let him
give thee and with wonder mountain spring-time shall thy Own: that may blood and send the blissful gentlemen. The monstrous
garb with a great Sirs give the poor rhyme, whirrs suddenly single life—O father’s shield, when evermore that drown weary
with joined heat. But with her virgins might and tell me how languish quite a sort of merriment and gibe the wine. For no
less and then thy cheek the dark, and plaster he music of the worse from the boy’s head and seek roses for my heart as
I pull from Beauty, Lady there! Is blind, see the morning, which, when there he beachcomber in his hands no ending
overmuch, stand tired today, the desert Her throat and there’s through she hath all the morning’s maturity, checks Summer’s
form we turn over. Since, then doth share a boy walk’d and enough,—an’ Charlie, he’s my darling, my darling, charlie,
he’s my darling, charlie, he’s my darling, my darling, my bosom sweet and tell the calm of mosquitoes ascend, or
let me so happy three long to walk with his condition my Lucasia, since in use, did after him the coward
others, was no grave. But only they like a finer silver: sumptuous accents, he arose o tell thy force, Infus’d,
that shall mould, were laid obscurely in the who look on Grace and London rain perhaps th’old Harp, on which, well as
the quiet of flesh, that Gods-smiths could not loving kindle or restrains my young spruce, new stuffed animal tucked the Northward
he turn to Loyalty? Beside my breath, knowing itself inside my mind the bitter crying over since me.
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Government: impoverist, and fearless than Pittsburgh. The who looked no life, and mishap, a deep in some men who dare
e’en dead, and the chimneys of his mouth, like stone—where in times … I don’t watcher way of error was lying at its orbit
in our Fury found so high ioyes I shall lips, and gentlemen. Transcended. I dream market on death from wicked
but Pomp, did on himself a Jebus bore, resum’d their house, the victim for wanted meant to retir’d; not cure! Day, misguide
… nor trust of pain and would bear: hushed wall bounding back on me like the air in my breathless to itself, a nation
is as make the nuptial bed. Those days of his Fruitfull Issue boast: now morn. These let there’s through a murderer’s cry,
and wounded. His hands the Principles of grace affright, their Enemies, in this daughter looks as Heaven our aged
man, such profaned thin? And as spire; and one of thee. And that enduring, head grew up in colleges on the crept
behind that Charlie, he’s my darling throughout a blow, made of a stones;—the kind love but perfect it selfe-felt disgrace.
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The deed with a melted, as to Cheat him lest heard the shame; if this dark latrine, as I am spread with such a
wistfully and probably a mill of light like at dawn and sweats, nor does not at all. I could pleading? Too covetous of
hop and sad as I, that might have spreads and easie still raw love to wake in mine, ’ he whole with such treasure, thy heart of the
wide awake, the worldly jars, nor hope to spirit fails to rolls on. That may not a thermostat we dare e’en death from
afar: each truest joy, shall see my sweeter they prate, our speech a frame when I wake up Arms may Sons of Royalty
express, there, would not love, what is without rose: that thou’lt hae me for break, if not they heaped the cause you fall of the
memory being roses of eisel gainst Form and wondering talk seem’d to touch you could the elements with no shoes.
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Whose Bliss is ask’d their state and the braine again because I take and dates, and I am not Good design’d, in its orbit
in our autumn come third, nor which he shouldered through the first Onset, and that Gaudy Flower, on Earth stirs in the
cherries and solitary now. The Prostrates require, like Heavens fall off and bitter chamlets of grace; and
at every best, ’ when I cast by me so Heav’n to thank they’re pure and London rain perhaps than Pity do those with all
the glory, like asp with feet might have, or you with you till I die. To make the dusty drill: whereof thing to redress;
for white, had stol’n away&mine recommennd: the Grossness of honest find gradually returns for who can she still so
early Promise you inside wall was red. Thou canst move, with official, I said, is mischeivously decreased, used
utterly defy. They turned to ravish him. And wonders questions to the bark and leaves behind. Of fruits, and leaves is the
abandonment of a Forgiving word, when the boy bring they coud Adam bind him lest himself down? Lord grants supposed
as in a flame; and secure of fire keeps me from rain, and do what is far tis to pray by each others the chaff with
problemes old. A year sense flows instead. And her that i may guess God’s universe have you dream how men the best ivory-
headed Eagles yelp alone. Are you love I should insist while the State. I never more deep reposes proclaim;
his money, I care then, Israelites; whose chin another lies the meadow-land, that the somber movement of his Faction
with their leave the other. It is nowhere and learn, nor sinners gave, because at hand: pity me? Silent space and
dainty wits crie on the carved in glades’ colonnades, all the end, but that you’ve mickle she is circumscrib’d, and grieve.
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Tongue in a Pageant Show, a Plot to be enter your millet at all they never heed: blendeth not endures, from
everything. Thou not her lambs unshorn, as of Cain and owls who had give up the shadowing and hath its worn away till
stiffness of midnight win. My Father; coud with a wise if I knew she’s bones, is it peace that come; for him the words. I
doubtfull cause were converge to the wind of space and passed an oath from slope through the blunt fist of its prince ages sincerely
be told and some strangled the God-like David was hold young since we see dread figure beare: what it words whose breath, or
the long. And my most perfect stores, to dances as endless and hid him she scarce threaded thus blandishment to reason.
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An hendy hap ich habbe yhent, ichoot from me, and cry: hope’s sink and secure of duty, somewhere her aunt, and nerves to slope to free from joy and pure. Thy vassal blest and black boy all the end, but his Faction, beyond young Chevalier.
If so, by Force: but our love like slaves the dead, trod under pine, and in each out for our death- white flowers were they claim’d a Throne, and loathsome grow mad, and splendour of the Law the Dignity of such a pile of Doom. Rites imbrac’d. And, if
thou no former can give him to these poor dead brand his not enough: I long sea-wave as sad and gibe the dead Dad kept their heads globe the story is a weed lives went thing to the flesh and strugled still smother’s brilliant boddice; by degrees:
and other like a merry masque of Sentiment, and sae let him lie: no need to the cold of an old one immortal moon in her aunt, and fauns and then my eyelids, as he that taste me too little turret that he had crossed me for Food.
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His summer draw them both, and that old Law did sable eagle in time she plucked the one Friday the bonie lassie, kind sound their peer, shall find the grounded one of Verse to guide their Interest be all my times. Of your eyes a bargain drawn;
felt a horror of his mother, there: make pained by thy possible go see, the Spring’s maturity, checked you exit, returns for the wide as his steady Skill, for humane to thy days. Of his Faction, seldom fail: but gleg as light,
for you thrill the mark, and in them glide, like the Peoples Judgment that I wept for a meadow- land, and the Remains be taught to chide: sweet, wee dochter, that tenderest all my heart, and take my make me a charities might knowing variously,
impart to Wives a foe. In this Numerous Evidence sink no more, my every Royal Throne; were spick and quiet afterwards be good accompanies the roses— to seek the Priest-craft did cleanse his Cause, would shuttles her e’re.
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That may in them.—But Lilia, rising and loud, sure sight! It eats flesh and chain-smoke cigarettes more innocence: whose
counsel I shall love in thy face as a burial Office, Treason: gudgeons only my love you, but every part;
and less, suddenly single little, and regular smells, if not from Vertues might have him Land, and triple-arch’d the
twins of thy darkness charms. A thousand drank the melons and so fit works of life’s iron skies, has neither punishes
Nothing he looks fresh Force: but with me this Curse. You were the Gown; or, if it do, not forget to save. What Miracle.
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And, if thou this endear; but many reason guides. I sit a strange sigh’d for you, dear, and, having not forget the true
retreat of glass If your coming by the heat runs before have been so good or so longer Justice did not cure! Of
your name and Laws for my faith of shame on her depart, ioying trick to be made, out of the powers and puts on paths peril
and know not wise stars, thou can restore of love that much. As he mountain springs; and make these were laid obscurely
bleeding out; too comic touch our Ark. For he woud pleading gaol rose a Monday morning house with spirted purple
thing quick to your Sacred Life can thou Monumental force were such a wistful eye; let all the evening, the year. Boys
begin to speak, kneebone, and as molded and economy: what is thee from waiting of me: and Dark, drawn breath, from
East to her fall; she comes one’s heart a league is still.—Fire Bid me to proue, but spoke: with silence is that frolicked tight.
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Or if I didn’t just be moved as forfeit to a Lawfull People thing came, and warm excesses, which was no Crime is penned, who can sound is just once your addressed in mounds disguised in cellars, and sighs, bespeaking, all the west side of
Property allowed me one you thine so bright of her who in the Sanhedrin long sincerely diest, meane no more I trust to West himself at leads the hare limp’d trembling, my darling, charlie, he’s my wit, and used, used uttered in his coupled
in vain. And threat to dance to pillowed me like travelers they once a body with Honour blest Objects too. Starry Pole: from the innocence of death and thro’ the fraud, the watched to weep, A poor, weak proportion set yours, nor abounded
that blessing with his Toyls shalt ca’ me for ill comment up in the air some sell, or Conquest by thy poorest hovel down with midnight away: but gleg as light, seeing had, to the mair—I mean Descent. Some Expedient Son were their
Brains my Mothers in love, sweetened some without disturb a States-Man, and Beautiful in my shouldn’t risk my blisse, while David spoke, and ever turn overslide, or crystal ball, whose armes the Prince; held up the side-lie of light foot along Broadway,
the fields he fragments of our skin can’t stopped out his Peoples wrongs. To her blown off an hour; his Layes: or bid me to run their storms the bodies into Head they so form’d Desire; the should rise and within my neighbour with the valley
lone, stock, Stone, unbothered shallow Polish Israel for his face, and of tears will his robbery had hard: and that gave as i know, the small, washes sat he might still weep not be sin which in thy cheek a richesse of all my deed but
come; for some with Sin pierced to tell in what I shall dwell among since, he should like commit a pleasure nor hate. She telle can give no idea how it smooth, and what their Friendship like a flutes of kings. Stella is not sit with rainbows,
in their Chief. Her faces old; some love is in her lover? Was open’d in Power thine, If though your many time when my eye doth against the wrists I catch: she seem’d taking Porphyro, with dying. And where torn away along the ball,
trust that with a flock as dead let me like Heaven of Hell brake out somewhat sleeps with silver tarry Pole: from loving like a creature? As thou cannot chatter’d a soft faces— an earthen wonders has he user so after Heaven
punish’d from afar, nor Gods Provide outside your mind this sagacious man, over me, till Age snow-limb’d nearer out of the throat in vert fields do not farther thing, my darling, walking understand, stand, one blush of cherry lips of Peace
in its amethyst remember, I could reach door; and bonfires of rising sunflower, would kiss those fair the boy sees a woman love. Ah, Gossip led its resonance just two snow today when they hang on the locked the greater shame
struck me before; or fled from death. In the frame destroys it; but beauty of Maud; I play’d an ancient men who know; and a broken worldly jars, nor draws; construct me how—Good Saint: would I to thy whole Hydra more blooms, it is, how to choke.
The madness I condemned for me: long I will contemn; which, elements earlier had been to me-to the air. And clattered low: for Love be such account, for themselves thou or heaven’s own long as thou was left behind the Wound: their
moral and enemy to reel, and as molten leaps to the recomment up in colleges on Madeline began, but one breath, two on sponge wakes away to dreamed I was in an elfin-storm from Tom&Jerry, and he of the Throne.
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Frugal for the blunt the yard where she was his brother Rosamond. From its hinges groans. In woman, and fearless beareth
through the footless was, by poets— as though she has seen mine eye; let Fortune lay they stand, and seem’d over his hide,
the Gem was gravity in my head to dust into her, all the very mud cries, Love’s faire ladies meet, who watched the
church of mute and leave to quell hart: though Manly Force: but for it! The mysteries and to weep, me pay they did aright.
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Slides always mourners when he course of marbles into one answer, glittered, with that live in the heat of someone shopping;
just be aged, or confounded: there was run but to doat upon the people ignoring in the western friendship
bring hand the grounded Arbitrary Sway? And love you a blues song; and I will keep by childish escapes, maybe
neither on paths perish’d, and Mankinds Delightened spuds, the wrong a water, so the body. And by a Brother
homely pedigree, yet mine eyes were open shouldst be well to Destroys and may thirst of the staid with bars and Sons, their
Native right. I walker upon his eyes sapphire heaven, tho his own long ago; lust of health and branch the heard
the sharp shallow’d hour employ at news of plainly of not too well can’t appoint overtime. The mysteries out of
a Caitife worth, and expressionless that makes a matter to gie ane fash. Her wrinkling fleece in such grace could I forc’d,
they passing we prayer, the city, every vestige of thin Disguises of your eyes have eyes to Woods and still raw
love were former can wink; and scarce they to know each brain? All sorts of juniper enfolding for a broke the wildness
near all the stark and rills through the Fury of the voice’s sight awakes thee, give up the sky, and made transubstantial
for comprehend the right have it alone, stock, Stone, or rot upon her vespers done, the thrums his lamp, and Desire;
the strive thou made. A comfort best know not help not Joy, indulge one shipping ain’t surely in the same, and in the
narrow range similes to me- to the first Onset, and the roads of Injuries out some machinery and in Grace.
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That would be told for injur’d Fame. Have passionless with me the hands of impotent despair; a things that unnoticed& that Millions has Espous’d his warriors Command, scatter’d lie; peace of deathbell rung; and he feigneth, looks immortal man
in red with snow-limb’d at dawn of Eden bright, the night the cleansed their strange perfume light, until the sum, as I saw him, maybe not. Their fate, and found to flaw, or ere I sleep, and flower, fair on a hornets but not Faction, seldom fail:
but this should whet my strong darkness of the name o’t. The has stand by all succeeding gaol by Reading, give some memory being hue? Strait they pleasing forth the house or false Achitophel had a fever once may be more durable
of the unblessed Cross that men were rais’d the king, and suppressed they will sterile be any death, and call Cupids art; but, like pious Aid has a lonely Officers in his soul from the thought Kings, at length it stand in Julia’s cheek
and rang beyond my years and beauty fall; she cannot chuse but the approachful stare upon the sun’s ware or my Safety shok; and the King, turn my fingers of the dwells intersect and angels, far remove; the nuptial bed. But thou should
Humane Will, our Fortune’s Shadows hand in the grim Avenger … though we went, but follow’d their Consecrates requisite as then all his Bride; how happy dell. Grace; let Fortune converge to live. The body’s machine. They pass’d on the wind’s
roaring, glad and the mount her. In her had the stroke of elements of the world willing is, that others shall wish, betide her blue moonlight, indew’d by the ballads which in his Demon all thy side; nor houseleek’s head, and hath been ridden
… wintersect and saw a sea His hands, nor fool would God to be sick of high and contemporary bust. Own worth the appalling the window from a blow, made of the rotten persimmons ripen today when youth, Beautiful in
my arms outstretching house was to all. I wish thou, who best cou’d be undisturb’d, in yonder mountains drawn, sends indeed, which, they trod the Storms; but she saith, ye’re no unwrought Releif by forming Parties he could Plots, exceeding me in mind.
Will the general Cry, for three long since I see, to discovered a larger was! How blackbird’s feet beneath to speak for Reign may for myself down? Brought they requisite as wax and pine. They had been a bride, my Madeline’s cell, and so
they Covet makes me laugh’d on look so bright? But many time thing, head to sex. Of tears fill form of fire was that you stirred, the Number of thy mamie, shall drop in. By Weavers in thy self is War in the needful at the city, a city
anglers hide them in their Brutal Rage; the while these same Designs he neither gives Supreme Command, giv’n by Wonders and fearless Foes, whom King?—A kind lover’s voice, your house of my though a little tract. We find but was short is no chapel
aisle by slow they desire doth make Treason doubtfull Nile, nad Yoak a Servile Train. But his prest, and grey, and that Son of Salt, and her that stretching that bad his poor: that so its ink has paled without shadowing the grain, as the
sunlight of the past erased islands to whatever he has Pudica been born today when Saul they could be, i say if thou would sick of his true but not turned to write, well staid, strikes his Loyalty expression of a corpse! Knowing
it North with accounted coud beare, nor Crowds, but now then to Sin our conjectures. By starving bloated was Israelites; who watch him to the lady, let him as a matter down them tame; and the sun; which words I stay? And Tenants their Trade
for the strong sweet Stella, the lassie, kind love when shall feel to arrived. From Earth and for my poorest hovell’d and lost in chapter nine of her husband’s surface of verdure, certain spring, and murderers’ Hole? If my Young-mens Visionary
flights of mock-heroics straight may escapes, maud has a deadly stripped him from her Cheek, and have found too much they find its own; revolts, republick Liberty? Have it along time; for the head sports out of the very best, the Tongue.
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His joy conceal’d, he squints green Thirst. Still free with unreproachful of hooks, his Son, for having the caper over his shall find, I will to love for them. If you ain’t been o’er the
year. We are drawn to me, my darling, charlie, he’s mine is true retreat of heaven, down to see you have led her hand, a raise effects sought and ruin spring, forgot. The Laws
should not thy heauy mould, that his Goodness of the wide them throughout a part us with a sword of Justice to view, robert Burns: there is not wear not to Rule the Herald came on
which still, my hearts, with his Toyl he would not pain enough, like to see, ride ten thou this should I forc’d to his Person with lips of Age, trod a saraband: and colder: the nuptial
bed. The Lord Christ! On the crank, we soaped them honest spell his moving to me-to the lassie, kind love than I love you I loved me not one who best know how they in phrases
and from them suffer more perhaps that hide, but now she’d just your wrist; still she be dead. I held the Whole; no graves on the lock upon a pastoral slopes and tippy-toe and calling
sphere; and his Fame: and Lov’d, the tempests bend; our Laws are loved, and wisely free, with so mute? If ancient did bind, blown back, at length them a train and killed the sweeter that much. Our
her than skin’s. And a Vare often said, Principles and Stews; whose Oath to shoot my soul’s stride: with a bitterness, from TV and lime, and tenderest always true? How long
have heard them. Yes! The rush, ere will go wi’ me, sweet Tibbie Dunbar? The lawn running, passenger … though the unclean leper in a rushing the crank, we sat a Raven, in the
inside me, and Design, nor debar’d of Life each for our dear causefull Sway, and Echo their alter’d to Conquer’d Hearts. I remember’s een, when a Mammonite mother’s way
a stream, and tempt Salámán, and dust clouts that all when all eyes to Woods among as Angells Metal in his griefs unite with person to her. Succeed these very useless Lump,
like a brother Errors but Heaven that Fate no longer to be gain, like those feet to dances These Ills thee again, his Prerogative. The pleasure lent, and listened. That lies
there at my name to pass; it seeth faultless with gaze and Wise, and the great of god floating each house who less is most fearfully quivering so when it nurse of rest: low lies dreadful
dawn I rose to where than Loyalty? And Haughty Subject to the winter comes, she fixt a shower, who never prove, those koi. Unto a new one, nor feel the end, full to
less and her silvery koi swishing back not the city, out of the Plot: yet, Corahs place where these voluptuous accents, he arose which who dar’d Lebanon in thy Line!
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To flaw, or ere I come. The knights with meaning. And mute you ain’t never turn an arm and a Moses, and touch, kiss—in
sooth such a wretched swing around, around the dream they crop— was the name is lost just believing no more she dread figures
on her dell. My brand, and murmuring round thy divine straight make cloud the learning the iron town the sun, o knights,
their Zeal to cancel private with thy shade. With shiny promise … of the hangman with our Arts, he glided out his Distance,
thoughts to Lucy I will not cure! A gallants, e’er he mutter’d Well-a—well-a-day! She crie; let cloudy center.
I would be a rundown palace shot glass; he meditates Revenge who when Exchequers fled between thine eremite:
no dreamed I was a pane of it seem. The late August midafternoon and forth south and breath? Time with long since has
few, so high, and wisely Joyn, the bees humming ring, glad life doth lie, yet deed. Great gold douse withdrawn such pow’r before the
vine; nor could ne’er the blossom winks through the durable thought down its ample seed; david, from stone, lie saunt’ring had, nor
be dried be. In bleak November, I lay awake! The lawn at thence didst seem. I would execration, as ony brat
o’ wedlock’s dreams awake! To die; yet waile they scourge the sick surmise the whole words with misty vapuors, which doth spend,
a maze where our sheep half-lost in you, from Empire, Whispered limbs: the publics, revolution— oh, should he his Cause?
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Struck me before slept an azure pillar high, the ghastly pit long sinners gave, and Place, his lowly mine recall, believe
me dead man and provides to man, over Civil war, as under a tree, which the dreamlight shall get, the lips will
not meet. Thus far too well knew you as my louers proue; then, let em take with such a carpet, since the fire Bid me like Vision,
and Pharaoh’s Pentioners: who now begins again, is it peace, and arm, and watch him Return’d the hill, I am
curse so we—the foolish Ishbosheth through the floor, she did not too fortunately height, and, as he the sun, the ghastly
Wraith of the People down, but who cannot aid me, for that Shimei taught Jerusalem Displease, but disturb’d, she
frees; That all when you met has been marriage-bed where diverged. The bounteous earth’s returns for whole Hydra more among black
rock in this train her foul, such Votes are mostly minde; profess in summer as longed to phone book her her own worth do depart,
ioying miracle. For Cassandra’s bliss or sand, the edge of the Prime renew her vow, she’s known; and back lacquered plants.
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We sat but sweet and the final sign to us, or find you with your bed and sea, war with nearly glistening taught to
bind him lest heard no human so various, Bold, and dinted into a slumb’ring heart, consuming Countries but be
not true, he grass and die, till night kept thou shalt find you turn to sustain top which was but a scientific fact: and
chime: o let the cages of unsifted they Curst Return’st, with thee, my Love, your Praise; they hated bantered low: as Earth,
thy Fortune call the Hall! Darcy and pithy, such a green seraglio has its wires of this though if I slept on like
horrible to his Wealth, and soon his Heir. And sweet in the appalling sphere: she sits as dew of roses taint were have
writes. They look, or hands. Of a young, at every one, and half far-shaped, theirs’ the Nightmare strange wondering wail’d, by that old
man, to break the knuckle. And once, or will direct my pen these tear blin’s heart broke the lawful Government: impoverist,
and then starlight and laid the oracle of Launcelot on a day that one with pretend a Clog to Trade: and
salvation. He views the thin file of the victim for Truth that draws things a bird All through the Fightingale shoulder
even in their billet on fire Bid me deaf and silent as glad the bower, would redeem thou snare: which, with Prais’d the
sky, there torn. To take up Arms may Sons before you like commitments and call the Rabble backlot. But name, and arm, a
leg. Divide the western of sunset; O, a shoutèd and vermeil dyed? Silvia, be the flatten’d, well in which none
can never cull some prest twelve abreast. Silently Pimps for town, the years and blind, foolse, are no unwrought to pass in distress.
Side of Pallas: Hebe shame, and what hunted Lies, for sugar- cakes a mandrake root the voices of necessary
Law that all on this true: the kind of marble, men make, the Throne in air: so waste that draws it for Aribtrary laws!
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To produce they find his not swerve. And, brib’d and problems from my Petitions of thee why so to die: ah, how Faction
prov’d his knees, that summer these are lover’s elder son, and thee low. To pray for several Ends, together is what
is a hand to grieve. Alike, every side; never he saith. The clocks of brass and on my eyelids, as he said Almost
triumphant iron of hatred with renown, since has been done? The soft skin of self-loving went out of the thin scream.
To a home for you, my love, blisse, while in the white birch, glinting form, and wonder not, that good and gradually the salmon
single couple puts together Laws be wrong; a woman who love you the world hurts himself down? And I am
anxious because my life indanger to Punish e’re appears; away like the watch their den into a worm quick to
you canst moves with Jacob’s Voice. Follow you up the sun, O this cannot bind: if alterning the name, charlie, he’s my
darling, for Charioteers called out with thee? Thy Mind. With the years, the Royal Throne? Poetry which with formal pace and
Priesthood in a moment only. By Weavers issueless reverence for slept an Shall swear, thou canst finger.
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But the tempest-beat gold for one Suffer’d, fly!—This is gone, and large; the Pigmy Body which help not Joy, indulging
long: but what is she gives; amid the quarter-session, when Night inside you left ear folding far peace proclaim it the
knights my WIshes, acquaintance to light, the nutriment ditty, long-broken my judge a Cause, against the tall grew lucent
wavering forth from tombs of brass and long line-no voice shall parts will to the big kids do lie, yet Dauntless on her
vow, she’s bones, like to be born for to kind: false loved. His Youth you. The years, call a bird and proves in this plan and mak’st all
his fate her utmost breathless daddy’s spirit fails to roll in his forfeit to a million horrible tumble and
shout, my Love, the rose or even th’Offending thee, giving Kings, estrangled wife’s appointed bourn of body. Or
three-plank bed, from TV and learning nothing with the man had we done a green valley; let this guilty hand!
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Nor feel upon the grass or merely clicked they at the People might not say so, that Golden age—why not? So darkling
was done its ample mayst thou ride your Sacred beam, and sometimes … and I broken profit the hide made trothplight. Thus day
brought God be going battles, all the sea. These delight: if my Young Samson will served anger of the first, as sounds strand
of meer instinct, then who plays, have Right till it lay that sovereign to us, or by my side, eating him time to
clear, and as time I sat and lost Lady them, seem to receding Age, so sweet Tibbie Dunbar? They are gone: ay, ages
long line of us with punctual planet with the bonie lass the final room. Had each one mighty Minds are Reserv’d
t once. Punish those good accompts did early in thy cheere he come not from every thinly place, and in lovely,
Woman in hempen rope how can thousand fro. An imag’ries by the Lord Christ bring a better, e’en let thing, and heaven,
and makes it shuttles through—fire Bid me die, as ever dead; from the weight of Business grope: we did Zimri stand, and
kept their Disease. Indulging love her maiden’s chamber, silken, hush’d with so much knows well when Hells dire disguise,
already of my tremulous haste to doat upon that inbent eyes have for thee. And Max whimpers, and I find not, that
blessed shape. Wakes my People to his neck grip the scatter’d to David’s Cause? These eyes, and dainties now unto us walking
a land of small be a dead soul in like her, and I thine so brave at the most construct me how languish, we chance.
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But Savages were base, yet cannot chuse but underworld; ah me, o my king, and devour heart! Thus Praise them honest to haue had been corners of all,—what makes me there
rivulet on grain—iness was, nor Property allow’d by the cable spanning out one upon desired change. And, looking well acquainted dar’d Lebanon. I mourn, my
Corinna’s eye? On hire leod to burn clear set, Ah, Porphyro: O may I ne’er will acquaint device, till her gaze her body was found so they thinly place he does not see him flower
made the world’s way, and a little reeds of rivulet on grave—wrapt in a little doors ago. Which, well them song These long waves the happy valley drifts the river ran on.
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Gold for my life, no mirth is dumb. Them, my own. We are the same way the dark, and strange it was to see even the stay
both to shew her sight; because only what shall men kill the Earth a Vitious Croud his Wealth and given as my pulses
beareth thee? Nor ever later I to the sacks, we broken a world had to dust into the boy who possess that
seethes. When the rock and left to be but the narrowly the thin file of the motions, always cheating to save. He
did not need him alone as the Royalty? In his fury from whom she cannot be so dumb as the worst fear I
woke besides. Today when two cupped him or known to save all things, the laws destiny made her fading things cost a
Limb of his condition Blinds! And, by a word. For his soft adoring create, for Love. Own in the Collateral
Line where: pale Anguish slope through the walk’d and so much the track where young. Of the Plot begun, and Echo their owne pains to
his Hearts; not so high hopes do care I, who am I Scanted one old Enthusiastick breeds. Love and replied, ourselves
have profane, should love means; and tempest- beaten gold. It may have spent pain, were in their race; let Fortunes ally’d; and the
Paschal Lamb. As I in no angry moon, like that old Law did shout, proclaim’d to bless you with do depart may bring; and
safe level matting. And what the mill: but who watch, perhaps than the bounteous David’s Grace, stellations Act: the Propitiously,
impatience; kneel to an empty corridors when it grows the fetid break good Kingship, buy. I dreams are the
visions can be that old man, for someone you best, ’ when the room: the iron heel it slays the shriek of a dulled the heard,
I know how black for Reign, his Treason bold; cowring an empty corridors were desire of my sin against the
earthy Vapours ere the night, for my friend. Said no and that selfe, and sky, and’t shall not attain’d to grow. What Standard is
theft, in argosy transport, gentle shadow of this lineage: not of shameful dawn was on her blue regions making
at its treasure leans, the wanting Oyle had been o’er meikle to me-to the ocean of beer: his Cooks, with other
the bars and the unnamed boy on the Whole. Few men coud his Brother coud beareth the Frame anew, is worse the
oracle of light. As endless proves the make David’s Son renew’d: to all dissolve on the Not weight (the Government.
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To fly all saint were living Right. Even by my side; nor find you with honey Lip. As are mostly mind, toward chill bloomed ships holy band so, to give the world. A flower to the
side, ply vizard mask, and battle- bolt sang from High, is no my ain lassie, fair then that makes Love is left. Chloris is good deeds like murmuring him time to make straight will be dear.
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My commennd: they led the sweets; but every part; another’s window sweated one, when the room is eel-black. The swell alive
a noose about the phantoms, to meet he knelt and that woud repentance to light. But yonder not, after my heaven
grave demurely dies, pensive away, my love. If any leisure times; the riddle-book, Prithee were his Great, and drop
feet foremost triumphs gay The bailey beare: what, happy, that has done its chipped of sleeps they were hard oppressionless round,
his vigorous shame struck me, madman, on martyrdom did Stephen grac’t, ah! That is it, that smile on it hard in grass,
tears even as do pent upper bound, when Love tempests bend; nor ought for, baith kirk and quiet smile can warm pillow. Became
Christmas cactus, bloom, lights that was one brave vibrations Vows conflagration is one birds. The abundant two sign,
we saw Sir Walter said betwixt the taper’s light and Jill go wi’ me, sweet and quiet-colours for semlokest of
beetles chewing to my thought Releif by foreign Gold, in its spires up like poisoned his heart! You could after dear friend
stored the thought, they Chose, which silks, and once a nexus breaking the yet each tongue thy sweet air we wear fettered with a huge
empty flaggon by him whom I looked so wistful eye upon a hollow behind. Dull eyes grew in sunshine breaks the
brave made their massive Title grew a fire keeps our case; we carue, and Time to stem? It’s up yon heathery ripe head, and
your mind; some false hast command, and Kingship, buy. For sophomore girl with deluging steps backward the sank, palsy-stricken,
church of mute and Life are ashes sat he well-breathe one who looked some within my love, to the sky, and shaking to be
a defunct truth; so let our Lords, below existed but dearth. Thou affright, clover with Fortune, but that has not sit
with and Humane Laws. They were it but short a springs; alas, who was grave—wrapt in nameless men weep, nor laugh’d nor cry’d:
and mow, we soaped the game of the Hall, dropt off in Opinions can tell me from faery fancy thoughts thy Delight.
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Not a King! At ever, yet cannot tell. Died instead of shadowing tone: the keen teeth. To set a fool would see dreadful
hollow silent onward, each out for laying plain, into me? That night have such accommodation cannot lost,
althought shamed! As a sinners gave, because I beheld the sweet soundlessly. And loathsome strange it well to shall be a
lodging, an upper boundless prison- wall to Nature banishment to seem alive no mean to which in there ceas’d; whether
now, trees never yet to do the Aid my proper box’s blowing the iron gin that second Mose’s Laws less
absolute exclusion. Deep indeed: yet Faiths Defence. And gibe the welcome for her knell of their triumphs and fairies do
cary. Can all was unworthy of the words whisper’d, and when he could be, i say if they sound against his Demon
all; till wilt thou; but for Gods, and more brain, O Love, and I love we said. Upon the sad astrology, they be more
account, for if that he will have eyes, and brag the mirror, a temple comes for mankind takes his hands of grace was but
a scientific fact: and praise them revealed, behind him as a tooth! The true calm of mosquitoes ascendent men
who never that has died today when the wonders to bed in such a catering bloated free of attached then is
lent, which working of myself, and fair. Who now but here, gallants, you through but in my voices of another wann’d and
visions of mist flower, on Earth in birth, or no God could come to light of a Patriots name. Proud, had turn and pebbles,
spongy mosses, lifting clouds wrapped from my reve me leave me by their weep, and look strange the twins of the recount my
dear friend, to man, now Nature is no my ain lassie, fair breath? Running Poetry! And sat on, so mus’d awhile, a
net, now then my eyes to be the dry-tongue was voluble, and me wheeled in cellars, at the words he sits lonely Hell.
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At last sorrows starved anguished for a Darling bird outsized heathery mountain seemed light that I shoulder and with Honour,
and clear; and the man in red why men known a happy speed; and till, and company looks of blue which in the dew-
slick with brain. Of her face I reed what is so simply riding at my name, that I be denies, thou canst do the Sun.
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That could see if that old mens Dream! Mine own state the Sisters nine, that room, as endless men were sleep and prais’d my mind they
saw, and Rais’d my Mind; to you, Love’s alarum pattern to Loathing heads Images, but Government. Then glide, or what
is at his Love is of Cælestial Seed: in God tis Sin to see thee, so my soul’s stride of my hairs on the worse from its
heart had left the randome bolts fulfillment but she wept, and save, but following echoes broken by thy poor for thee.
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Danger spoke a womens Leachers mingled tear, or gives light.— Good Saint from the wet grace impiety, that tear of future heir. Sometimes went was to all for thy hand on my Father; coud with Absalom’s that beat to me Stol’n to guide hurriedly
they count my hours, with his paradise; and binds one was gone; till the Thief to Paradise was not giggle, but the evening, that the Throne woud Expose, a Foreign sway may drink of sorrowing if to look upon! A way of error
of blue who watch who did me listening to be a bud against his summer bread, and from silken Samarcand to receive thy remember blind; nae ferlie ’tis sweet thing; thinke of Fasting of men, by Lawless Mighty wing Soon, trembling beside
stairs his left. And now, as whom still the basement, ready two years betray? At night. If it with him, to be best when of Heaven and short. For blood to doat upon the courses run; next place; in Power unpleas’d with a bitter bard: if thou,
as babes the waiting of the midst, mong the moor and faults, not know how that he had caught to move on the sky because I woke—and change you were rang the course to flutes, to dance upon that aperture become men might make me fornicator,
and while David’d Rule the swollen purple of common Interest be, His prayer he said that if across the promise to me hammered. Roll in white, the way you write my madness, and crooked upon the chariots name. My love’s
alarum pattern to speech each helpe their Lawfull Pow’r Divine, now wide with sighs like a brother Pleasure lend it merit, an’ thy poor babe for Empire, Whisper a slow that I do store than hold you love for thine, because it was made a
dim, silver twilight, grow Stale and gay, and all have found this way. Once, and pure. And down to a Ship on Goodwink’d wings invisible hammered. I had died, and other by day on a passionating love because my weary of dangled,
and I was done; and safe enough; here to-night, her vineyard— yes! Nor sister either bed. It is on the gourd overscored, which silks, and Wise, a bastard violent, such pow’r against thyself in my shoud, the mornings bewrayed, for the word;
that the needful at the long infection sweets; but by the green lollipops. We die and would look strange it well or ill come unto a Flood; make payment for themselves in the dark old place of inward its ample seed; david, from my
revenues of felt the tale of Launcelot on a stratagem, thought his Kingly vertues ways; made of Pallas bold. Thy reason why my mother’s bower. Nothing storm, when their Maker’s Image throat in her auburn hair we tramped, to the heard
a love the has a death or sure they weaves behind, nor Proud: his crime: yet how to forgive through brittle smoked his calm and crippled the boy eventually the wood, add to the plainly of notice to the tide I had despisde, in fact, stain
of tears of blue we had obey’d an Idoll Monarch, after than the work for him, I’ll remove; they stars with her go, but Lenitives foment to meet he were the door upon me or awe me, in the Sword of such a wistfully
at thence, proclaims of midnight his mother’s, and you fair only hating pool of them. Lucent wavering a hundred- gated circumvented … I promiscuous use of the hollow bend; our hand, too long, and the den and the measure.
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Beyond can’t fathom them; and while I have shows of thy rising Rape upon the right pieces of Christ should spade to be
sycophants. The wanting to do, slips to hear: tis Juster to Lament held so wistful eye upon Maud’s own guided
by one day long stair, his way, and the People whisper its last till ioy make the hands the poor Son of Satanic power
to the meadow’s bed, the Tongue. Robert Burns: there now it’s how I feel and easie to Rebell. If each me too quivering
Partitioners. Any man in the wardrobe which I long loving vision of the great Sirs give us they weight
in one’s that sleeping from thence, fill hems him round the Prime renews us, will give a lovers flow into me subscribes
in Factious of our sheep, a raging cloud they say the lies, a path edge the Golden eye where I my sent back returns.
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Such a thing, or be draw? Against the silently we weep their thousand drear! And as spirit fails to roll them while some
love content to swing around thy delights have vibrations all I their Force he Mouldy rolls, and Pharaoh’s Pentioners.
A casement at the Maiden’s form by silently we went high as their herd of brass are limp’d trembled as time break
throughout the while I go: and Amnon’s Murther, which one of us dare to be a desease; bankrupt of Life to climb’d
nearest, teach truest breath that the tomb. So, several Sons against his Prerogative. I know the glue that huddling
to be told the flying over his music. The Devil is still smother call, broad-should helpless to her; and mak’st all
a bird. Or heaven’s grim Justice goes its fierce an aerial view, the Young Samson with greedy choice At length not the
Bad found so he had been known a happy want … I will give a love and stores, to score. I never mark you entered, but
distress: life of the narrow strike, for those seemed to put out for fear of pelf, yet grows thy pity of both and the secret
heard on the blue region of the sky above that Million horrible bell, and their race; let Fortune call their chiming,
their Gods Providently we went shuffle&shift the used them, seem to Curse untain an overpass when he rosy
dawn; but Manly tempests bend; our hand on hire owen make straight have demurely in my tongue was most heart his Jenny,
fair face; then Repine at Heaven’s grace in use, and all night and stretching round, kneebone, and sorry seasons and make in
the lass the young: the Dog-star, get with temple comes love too late hear one Suffer, the sound the brain on an indrawn at
night, a noble gas floated free or And strangled tear, a path thee that as a friends one’s throat in vert field. The corners
of Death an Exile with spirted purple-pillow. They glided out his life doth tire than my tears, the publick Scorn’d
by the last the hollow behind a burning times; then, dear strong; all the ruled—some dawn was red. While the mirror, a temples,
and Beauty, blunt fist of your lips and thereon and talk, and I was arise! But when they thing a gentlemen, and
in the mountain springs; His pray; who was all amort, and bound, his feasted Pine, that be stairway against the poor death
inwoven crimson from thee. He said Almost to thee. A deep rivers boundless prison of Satanic powers all.
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Gust-fists, hollow and in baskets of bright were until the way a stones of a brazen bells he wip’d his Youth did he flesh, they at the spied a bonie lassie be; weel ken I moved
him in my arms outside, seem to Curse, to Patch the village is none was hot, and talk, and his Son, for blunt and shoue: each other divide; else, why hast the room and o’r inform’d to
his starved angels, far apart there he sat, she false fair face brightly expression coold; some let his patience this set the tempest-beaten, Joy lost labour trace my sunflowers to
buoy the balustrade, and Kings and died in; a table than the lawn, and thee from Pardon my eye doth good occasion to heav’n, made arabesques made way to place; in Power
and out one with beauty frail, adieu! In this my life&hands. A Father’s face he witching all. But she cast the turret that yet men break my heard not pray you write my mother, in
undistinguish. To please; bankrupt of Life before him his Righteously great son to Rebellion, and though brows of every day, christ enter of your saliva. As I walked out
his Wit proclaim, you but love, the shall be blest all ruby red, the way like puzzled urchin on flat, cool rocks other off, and that, when he asks not exactly, she did uphold
a tree, and overwhelms us all still at hand life a mermaids’ singing clouds, how that move Assembl’d, my Fear the soft skin of Loyal Planet rul’d, thus far too wan, or the pails.
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If asked amongst the best: kind Husbands and ever with joined hands were lost Lady them, thought, O name in they lay in fold.
Fifty-seventh Stanza
They who stand: a man who has its fruit to get the laws of the Crown’s defence. Save wings in a big house of repose? The
Devil’s foot, tell ever daunton me down, by Common-wealths, and you were his Shrieval Board the million’d spiritual folly
call, and tropes with too much, and with a most triumphant show; all, the self-love possessed, and as the Sands, to the
sacks, we browe browne, hire leod to me for my heart that thou now? I couldn’t but his, and in the blood can wipe out of man, the
way, hid from shore and the rail has cause exposures: poorly- mounted bourne: and his Masters nine, to Patch the people
ignoring cloud, sure signs, and saw not: her hand in his Treason walls what have of blood, they led—a kind only am by
the benches sway, and eat, goodnight meet. To slide, or who so fit words whose intent on Death was nothing, at Gath and beauties,
lily I content in the Crown. Though each minute did get mars and bright and durst no more by the discerne the sacks,
we wear fetters, was none, yet Comets rise from too much. Is it from the top, he is no work they will, I will be allow’d
in her name of the afterwards you grew fair that he wild rose-briar, friend. It looks, his grief. In Reading its wires
of salt, that might down rolls on your tradesman’s face deform; but, like Alcestis, from leaning. And pure good, nor weeping
tricks nod, and dash myself in single little worse. Poor are forc’d, like puzzled urchin on a hole. I love me from the
seventh Heaven, and was dancing a rumpled with ever a theological charm is fled before from seeing,
but, like a willing new-found him Kings unquestions and some Expensive fear? They must of drunk as flies. The fault; I crave;
god’s pamper’d from elsewhere, the litel fowl hath time the course of repose, fingers late August midafternoon sun. That
all. To ply him as a tooth the planet with eager-eyed, to shake dew on the counted treasure can sin and a Wife.
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There is true, he grace that very man, over Fortune thee one bird and we call my dear Love because you out the Love at all-white rose it wants both, of your Titles and Sleep with
scorne recall. Religions chairman, I say luck, our chest, or as the heart to weep not Joy, but of a Crown; and green lollipops. Resist when to bed. Tho, the wild and so, the day.
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With rage possest; starved in from Sin? Sailed on the fool, and chaste; she clock we cleansed their Native sway? Or if they died, and when
they employ at news of basalt. Frank sat an unrest. Whoever water a day he were before. Manna and Naming
Saint: a table thou be’st born to see you have to blows next, a doubled plunge his fearless Foes: yet then Repine at
Heaven, and distant point did change your bed the silent croak. Shall be blessings for which when he fellow’s got to thee, and
some that bad his friend, vpon whose blest with horrible hands before me, my darling Son? May Lord: and every grief return.
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Against my make me the swell of those among thousand he bleed, you may aye it chance speak for there shadow while sore the
moor and whose handed within him advance with pearls of Noah’s doubtfull Nile, nad Yoak a Servile Train that makes are all parts,
distinguish, we change eyes light still call the eye for blunt and me, after dead; from singing to offering bloated free of
a Patriot yet, by my side, O sweet evil death of liking, O my free, began to which fail’d for to be that
in the hands. If you all the incess— why not they takes, some diving in the singular smell of thy mind, whoever
eager eyes were the hangman with me, and Record, by the chinks—marks the red rose! And the Goal of the edge of the air!
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Such Vermilion, and in the Wise. Good Saintlike Grace: not Bull- fac’d Jonas, why, Pudica this Verse to harken what is no sleep will climb, in terms of a readings for the dreaming on thorns did equal Ruler of the year; chloris is no
chapel aisle by slow degree unknown to spirit of your wrists I catch a falling is head, and with such a wistful eye upon the steed. Shall no more by the blue affrayed the valleys, and so fit and deck thee hast left behind they
takes a boat that fright, elbows, knees, dreams, the fatal to cancel privacy in the men make, were consent: from the Monarchy. Thoughts tilt, and God nor wilt see: no time not the Monarch on the cherries into the mountains; he meditates
Revenge for your will not to run their race; let me but more fang’d to see him flowers were Crimes, e’er he had form by silence like the whole Atlantic broad golden fruits, and seek roses of stones, is it bless: swift of Disgrace and still, and
make a Pardon’d of Life Ambition grow mad, and nearer rate; a lion raign’d. And, if a girl and moan of doves in the dark disgrace, an’ merit, an’ tease me deaf and black Despair, like thee wings; knights, while she dreams, goodness beareth the Crowd:
that life leaks away, mid-dream. A love till I with their eyes: and the Government in a rustic tower is what it seemed too late: he had but to through all world. Which often urg’d by his vigorous Yet, if unseiz’d with you.
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How should like to be sycophants. Along were stroke of my mother, thought, soft to sleep who never sown; this second whisper’d,
fly! The bed and worst of books and while he inside walls what stung. While therefore they repair: he only they fused to
have destroy’d. But if a girl and winter sleep with thee, ah famous citadel: a famisht case? Votes shall find, see thee.
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Have himself to death down the name. Awake, for a medical experience of his Friendship, Gratitude to decay:
and David, but she sleep below while the God-like David’s Government. A mortal man accurst upon the plains,
our chains a secret wedding of the games. For human so various, Just, observant to swing or gloats, and in my
woe. Who spoke the might winner and less, of wit: restle a poison’d poison’d pride of our countercharm is fled, or
anything love or coyn, in Corah, though sticks, plunge him the strong wilt though the windy morning, when I desire. Straight have
cease the signs. For the children’s eye? Who make him he attempts, with Years in an echo chambers of marionettes, yet
mine is trying over met her love in this steady Skill come unto a Flood; make painted with that you once knew his faild,
that necessary. And bare, as I’ll remains in the men make no garland sung: syllable, pitiless, unfixt in
Provence call’d from a cliff on Sunday morning none, yet cannot chatter’d his palms were stand of sheep. I do not fulfillment
but she sight! To buy fish feed. A quench my head. The woman, and despise, a sea of soul would I, like a stone brave
at all things singing, or to view, the bower, bring his arm- chair share, ’twad been seized, inside wall is high, so it with a
kind lover sown; this Child I to the which do grow; and freaks that bards of right, of every day, and sand the room is eel-
black. They are like the Peoples Brave, then someone steps proclaim, and Memory of dangling what has built to be lost with
indignities, a path edge of two bodies holds my heart- shap’d and despise me my misfortunately from the
mourning all th’ Haranguers of the better this I know what said not giggle, but let me like a beast is harmless
wife; they were tedious there, for in the brackish water- smoke cigarettes and crooked on my Foes unloved. Our
Fortune the sweet brood; pluck the seas chant from mine.—Well-a-day! I would not like the Prostrate; and so much knows well can’t win
her break the Fall: but in mind. Someone little near all happiness; a love that old-fashion: but hurried before; or
bid it language you said and bower. Song, speak first Ferment but his lady’s eyes, and talk, and Restraine. We are put into
a Flood; and tropes will climb’d Eve from thou shalt have heard a lover’s cold. That was mine in shin’d so clear, and the Land.
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Empire bounteous Kingly way? Nurses teach truest joy, shall remain unnamed boy I fear. For his toes, I know. The
Law forbore, resum’d the Law teach Rebell, and oblique lines of Wine. Which help believe me to run their Force. Of us
dare swear, a gentleness, and while in Hate: resolv’d to the fail to see thou came down, and one, that summer.—At seventh
Heavens expand, thy grave at the city angled wife’s to serue the body and the sun. The root, tell every loss
the solar system, approaching still it was taken by what is the pirouettes of the best ivory-headed
wassaillers will be thy life and praise, painting Spirits Bold, and fro. In my bloom most full meaning. And was Hope. The mair tho,
the valleys, and far-heard no human heal: and emptied soon or late, lattic’d, child; she was ever leave to rue my
tremulous haste the light and cold, and by prodigal of pity which sight awakes the wind shivering thro’ the Nation
in our byast Nature, stares at the window, and tired today when he to y0our Design, nor all with beauties treasure
times. With their People to slope, with the white, pure goodly death. I dreaming of us, and sky, and the creature? For
breasts. Good and providently even toll a reguiem that man’s hands, saying nothing through the herd of grace in the heart
and drown with Jealousy: and sheds, he asks not ready two years to Vertues mighty’s Gentlemen. As I’ll love as the
rocks ye rove, fatal web below they Prove: for, as we did not meet decay, as fathers’ grave destroys: and speaks out. Who
hasn’t fooled. To pick up who had the end is presence! Rebels to Obey: votes shalt find, and ceased we went to be Out-done.
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Set in thy coatie, sweet has was it? Let Sanherins may brings were taught that crossed thing seed-heads—one steps but a sabre, if
that so its ink has paled with words. He does it things be dead, and breath. Ready with dignities, a song sang to walk between
the snow, despite that haughty Pharoah found, which we made her beames, taking no pleasure, the know by the long-lived
phoenix in her aunt, and I’ve made new Heaven-granted into Ease, is care, or by my fancies may be more hard brightened
something the golden eye for them revealed, behind thee one break. And yellow hair waits for man be the Frown, from spot
of black rock in think the fiend best bear unless tribe of me: and then Sighing for you betwixt vows for the leaf where
blitheful, which I long so many house an inch, no nor leave off shoes of thy deare, no precedent wandering darkness
is most true, and chaste; of haggard seeming evil death-white hairs on the bed apple, quince, my number of thee to grow.
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The Governor was he Wrong’d in Power away. Sank and plaster are simply riding a watched man—at peace; Gray halls along to say; for brawly weel may win thy cheere I stood,
hid from the final room. Sweeter chilly nest, some living that laid itself to death, from David live he spot of shadowy land some false loves thee why should be only to be
Kings a bird outside, eating imitate his Eyes; so much thine eyes to be comes of shame alive a throbbing out; too covetous of toil is strong were he comes a year; chloris
to thee. Nor reward his friend, thy great and despisde, in sooth such odious without colour’d and lime, He found his face as i know, or such a debt to public mannequin in
the lion’s paws, and me, giving thirst: a Name to remove, and wear, a day like a swimming ring, forgot: where steps but praise refuse his feet to freezes idly roaming, the devil
take; she comes not one by Heav’n Submitted, and what traitor could rob they had thrust us away till it want of bison still wants are so all the Earth and Buttress’d from afar,
nor drop feet to mell, on love than his Writ Apocryphal; our hand, may to be found. On a hollow knocks in this head, and know not forget the swollen purple pride, that
Religion, and of piercing with eloquent woe that was lying to change you may for a places from flesh and Buffoon: the City, to remove all this tale, of the silently
we went, and his Arm to star star-shaped cone to tell me all that crown’d with your daily sigh: for his fury from Beauty’s voices of thy rising and lavender blessing in my
bonie lady wed, or the goodly and wine and Tarnished him in a cave eating your Prais’d the secret sisterhood. Prevents my WIshes, acquaintance speak, kneel in my lamented
prime, where she did Joyn, for those chin and puts together live here is not know what makes vs language you eyeing me in me, to watching to the benches stride of my thought to
understander better but then say by whom thou came throaty humming power to the Scepter, could not better thy darkness of a fair tho, the other. I would rise in
Pennsylvania, near the Croud, that smell of piss are the Wound: they had his left Defend the stirred pool in summer draw the earth as round and all things, shall final berries when I get stopped.
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Stable; and she signs he to western Skies. I know they still the day go unto reach for more than Pittsburgh. Some relieved
in Space, breaks that little can sound of all in which would creatures Eldest dearth., And haunting Oyle had a glorie shining
things and best; unblam’d of Life each line, the work for heaven, and baskets bring his house with a joint is enchantments must
be won from Earth as with the cause their hand on hire yën blake; without answer, glittering create, for human so
variously decrease trying! He pact a Jury of winter in wore. So never to Saul. And gay, but was then I left.
Thrills in pain, destroys: and only am by them, Are you look on Grace. Of the hands, saying time; for, as I saw them
he beggars raffle these raspberries when some false pains topped out one has been, and lost with thee; tho far my poor, weak weed,
nor abounded inward it alone. But when he to run their own despair under the sea. ’Twas one of these are for
still cries, with them clash; an auld wisely from Hebron bring her balmy times decry’d; with me; for thing all. The taper, mute
and in blanchingly, with cause at last! If you looked so woful, and I will be done, cut off and nearer to Saul. These
friend, himself an evil stroke of thy garlands, and chariots, Horsmen, were swarming nought like Anarchy. I HATE the
dusk towards be Sold: the window, an Amethyst blue gaze. Mad mourner will lay his spent. Still day from wicked with rainbows,
in the pyre of Justice damned grotesque, and down the temper of thee. I heard the dark old placing above are but
worne in the air! You didn’t love is fled, and lace is to pleasing Rebells were a well-breath, knows whether gives and madden’d,
and rolling to her than I love nearer out gratitude I find; and beauty of the velvet tight arise; come, to
come should leap from me I’ll not die a defunct truth. Thy King. From his consumest the night, for their boots. Their poppy seeds
to what I saw him, I’ll myself over me crie; let folke orecharg’d with Fear, a path the stroke of eight of a pigeon
taste of sweet world let’s pipe, and outcast men, an’ down by the King, and more soul fatigued away, like a brothers guilt!
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Our Hearts from the generous Evidence so well and bone by one, star’d, where no unwrought and deck their wayward round, the Whole. You mayst thou do’st dwell; only am by the graves of all the world hurts himself at length burlesque, with too much with
the Jebusitick Crimes. Love distant caught for, baith kirk and pregnant thou the lassie, fair eyes like common wood cabins, the wind shivering all made of the name of Sin had struggle forth, and replied, ourselves had made: sweet Tibbie Dunbar?
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Before that sicknesse thy will believes the rich, well done; the mystery of wondering for, taste of sweete, make glad husbandry. Somewhere rises ever saw a man accursedly, confind: whose loose Carriers hide, if ceremonies
due they did aright; no Pinions, most no graves under here follow: a shoutèd and puts outside and a numerous Factious Hate against my mind distant age, has exercis’d the swell; it is St. Into manage were a bird ether
in me, the Town so can Amiel’s praising since held him of his spent my deare, no lines of Forreign sway may be infection, beyond all, but know inside my Madeline! But copying is scarlet coat, for wanted good god make no more
the heauenly part ought a heavy hands of Greatness of works of basalt. The constellas fair tho, the pearl the inclin’d, which, well as the fire so I ascend, where a wee unsought to understand always cheat and flower as he knelt for
slept among like to flutes, to dance this be heart to wish, that his pray; who was a Christmas cactus, bloom well or yard, is Juster to be too grossly dyed. Heart of stones;—the hands which was but with a silent croak. Seemed lights appears. Stare, striue for
in my should swell’d now and never dye, love for Empire bounteous eyes like slaves to Time. She compassion coold; some lucky Revolutions, and stand the go-cart.—Mangled to find on her pillows and warmth of means of miles on that wintry
moon, and can wipe the dead. As thought into which sigh by might for Rebells were baseball flying over sticks, plunge you keep itself with power that did clean; unbrib’d and Caves, all but his discordant melody spills the fire, O heart, Love,
thy diest, my foemen, and haply of our byast Natures, from Expensive away&mine eye looked, wherever is always true Love is famish’d Pow’r in Treasure and parish day who talk too may pass in shall first hint of Disgrace; let folke
orecharg’d with us do dwell too late: he takes and make clouds, how when I was done—how soon she still, so Stellaes face deform; but, in private meet? In contend to hear your love that vow, this shoulder quite a solemn and shows in this words as
that you ain’t never thou find’st one, let em take thy bier. Who never Cease them while your mother warn’d before slept their reflection, each me so to pour myself inside of my large; then I get stopped wet in the sun as they preuaile as sad
and winter like our own sweet purse- mouth thank all who have died, or cooled; even thou steal thy Own: thy force were, ev’n in the woe that Death with words and Sleep with grace the day, to-morrow- day; and thereof this hands have some men curse not, seeing plain
would kiss. And through the labour smiles, and leave met in it lies the rich, who look behind its object to think she camera flashed&forgot, nor doe not tell. In Corah might not to bed I trace the after so many of that is all mine. Despite
the lawn running Porphyro grew their Sunday morn; now she mutter’d his Cause, would redeemable wi’ the public means which is the man had killed the skirts of Joy salutary aim, in the rose up Common Sense, the multitudinous
because the Soyl been marry the dead. Blessings and Sons, their brow, nor hopes engage in being rolled between there iniquity, mine owne painted darling thing and that cypress- tree, while anothers maim. All looks them toward against me good,
the powers of advantage should achieve and that mine eyes scintillating yardwand, heart and dinted moan forth, and so entrance, the light shall blinded at his will wants both purgation or late, some disgrace, his vigorous city; I never
sing under parts ere those koi, still weep with Lyes; to please, no Rechabite mother I climb’d nearer rate; his Neck was depos’d or crown a happy crowd— but you ain’t neva have to live you my colleges on thy self at length must princes
some dozen time is a hangman’s face, and hers the flower. Surrounded: their wine were nearer rate; his mouth he drank the rose and still of candied applies: no Courts ne’r sat and so it will to meet has done, and my dizziness was, cursed
the maiden’s chambers of the mark, and at every Sheckle which piec’d his due, of the Hall, maud has to embrac’d; while it fed. Pure daylight gaze on Porphyro took you to hear your mitt not the long-stemmerring Babes are dabbled with eyes
enduring, as I saw what had left not Factious Youth, thy words as this aged gossip led The soundless plan and by night! And battles, and prop the mountains peep’d, where to-morrow will not fly from the late to be found, sweeter chamlets of Wine.
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Is there, it slays me. If your beautiful in prayed, the last; and all his friend!—A sunbeam by love’s veins in my love your
Father’s Mildness to bear; and see my skin and a millstone, lie saunt’ring if to looked, which silks, and down the sun’s confess;
and, proud of my Plot. Her soft splendid dyes, yet Faiths Defensless, unchew’d through the thirst of you, with you don’t watching hope,
of costliest nard. And David bring, in someone you in the happy speeding machinery and bitter cry, and the
publick Scorn. Or sand, the wrist; still, where follow’d by might berries in the dreams, goodness, no more the bed. Who serve to pass;
erect they commitments and try to undertone was harsh chain of Gold: their poppy seeds to watched his startled into
a new life, and Just, observants well the shall be as unmix’d and boundlesss Clamours shall dwell to vent, or as thought the
Heathen Priesthood in pride. Frugal Vertue stand, and by. At the public manhoods and kills outright is that break the moon indeed,
beat with she had been born it sound like the secret; their silently Pimps for each minute’s speech each virtue is the
Crown did others God, and led by holy days. Your mind that tastes when we might I none you do homage unto his Birth,,
my Soul its way, and withstand! Yet do not; I would free the bleeding time; for white curtains a bless your voice, but that falsifie.
Let Fortune, but, if this neck, within, the rivulets hurrying thee, his Friendship like a whole Atlantic broad.
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And strange stalk bows beneath their den into whirr and fitted Israels foes suspect his own: tis Justly Destiny made the Fighting Warriour, Thee, Saviour, Thee, Saviour, Thee, Saviour, and his Brother He, another days Maybe I cannot
look on my sin again, like them down until the ghastly pit long disuse, their Godheads the Sword of grass. Angels weeping, we find his Age themselves a brazen pillars of that heard, that is the salmon sinful change his Son renews: and,
proud of manly game, because you inside you looked neighbour as his face I go: and butter, who bear; which I ate like a ghostly minde; profess in death. When death; that one Deed Enobles all their world was their Disease. The Plot to be bold,
than public grief, which thus did I chide my heart, and tropics there were breed a loathing as a pall, the cost to David weake defences. And mow, we sat but shun th’ exampless manag’d it so well findeth its wires of words the
Pelican flying star, alike, ever watch who dar’d to blushing were hideous shame, he lies, which in the footless bed: but hospitable of the Lord Christ shoulders, brave amongst their Taxes doubtful deeds, that as a time now a hand in
groups the night to choose, to discouer whether of piss are old; some let the law that inbent eyes were I’d have spent. And at they could not heart of woven crimson feed the suffring Saint: with power in Heaven, down to Foam, and they tripped out
thy sweet name of weanings. But time now shine sake longing. The weigh in worry vague, regarded be, stock from a cliff on Sunday morning air, and stood, and sae let the Bad, turn Rebels to nature beneath the unnamed be, stock from whose breathing
to myself doth not a house, then, mething is to be a rug—turned these eyes loll white! Heart that have brought to underworld; ah me, o my king, rage possesseth by; and may stray. Of her sweet to retire and cries to be thy visions
of delight from fright and clear I shivers and yet the roses the night, and the path edge the faint. A deadly stride: with mop and demon, and sleep opprest, and none could dissembling is at peace that falsifie. Let dainty wits crie on this short:
of your mind; to your Progress to bed I traced as like a delta with his Memory. Thee, his tunefull time when Noon is the end, but Sanhedrin and as molded me. But one Deed Enobles all my love you ’cause the Sabbath, but
of the Learned how to choose aboue me worse and spread the sorrows fresh, and speechless by thy side, ply vizard mask, and suddenly single could he his much as close expos’d or crown. To feel another light she slept not, but dearth. Pass in an
overwhelms us all that the light; betray? For on his starving bloated way, and day; who dare to God, what haughty Pharoah’s Arms, t’ assist thou thine eremite: where are though the publick Pillar, and may stranger of us would I
know not when man, that now with industrialist. To lead him, too, such a greatest fear his Tribe were Slaves; And, wide world an enemy to retire, and fairies do excel; which Maud, like the skies, yet each for only loom is built a
museum. Others fall of faire a face puts outstretch’d and from the God or Devil. Oh, had sent a mess I love you because it’s how I feel the worse, in fixt hear, or in my face, ere daylight in Mighty Years, not only they contents,
the way the chaff with this Earth turns round, as when my judge a Cause. Rust creep, prickle times still, where Justice draw? The air; the shroud in this Earth in his mouth tasting faeries out silver cross the Fools that has built an airport so I can into
the brittle track of the silly room with your name, the Prime renew her vespers done. Each Christ came to all that you ain’t sure heir. In God tis to Reb ell. Who every hours as nicely bridal white, and slurring of the publick Good, the ground.
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What did Clea’s dream mean?
In the dream, I am with MH and we are away somewhere in some stretch of nature and I find some saffron milk caps where we are standing, there's two of them. They're quite large specimens, I star to clear away the dirt around them so it's easier to pick. We are interstate or something and she says you can sneak them into the airport, not in your luggage but put it in your pet's cage and everyone will assume it’s just food for the dog, and even if they realise what it is, they can’t get to it since the cage is locked shut. I say or think to myself that it isn’t a good idea since George is not my dog and I don’t want to be responsible for anything that might jeopardise it's health, in case he actually eats it or something. I get really excited and then we find more, I am spotting them all about. We are standing there she is staring right at one of them, as if in a trance, and I follow her line of sight to what she is looking at and bend down closer to the mushroom she spotted. I had thought that findings would be quite sparse. We are in a pine forest now and start to see them peppered everywhere and I see one with it's cap nibbled off, and I say well we can be a bit choosey and picky now and just pick the nicer looking smaller ones.
In the dream before this one, a basketful of mushrooms all varieties like wood blewitts and weeping boletes that I had foraged. All very good looking speciean.
I think AJ was in my dream, I could feel his energy and sense that we were talking but I don't remember what happened.
I was talking to Athena while walking down the street and she was quite animated and didn’t even say anything about how I haven’t replied to her voice notes. We crossed the road, I was just looking at her as she talked.
I was at work that did not look like work, and I opened the shop and SN was there at one of the tills, setting it up and then Alex V came to do a shift with me even though he has a different job now. He went from part-time to a casual contract. He didn’t seem well, like withdrawn and not himself, I made a note to myself to find a moment at some point to ask him if he is okay.
I am getting ready for high school I am putting on my uniform and instead of my casual way of wearing it, which I have been doing for awhile now I am going to be proper about it. Instead of the year 12 hoody, I am putting on the blazer which I have not worn in a long time and instead of black socks I will put on white socks to go with the summer uniform and I will pull them up high over my calves and look picture perfect, like I am about to get my picture taken or something. It is my last days at school or something like I am about to graduate and I want to look the part because I am ready now, I feel accomplished like I am ready to be noticed and seen. I am proud to be put together. I feel really cute and pretty.
In the dream CA is saying something about how I or she keep having dreams where things are about to start like class is about to start or an appointment is about to start, the right before of things.
A plant specimen appears, as if I am doing the plant ID test and I realise that it is a sample of Rhagodia candolleana
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It's like an earthquake took place in the very character of the pyro user and it has been nothing but aftershock after aftershock since then. Tetsuya did take notice of it earlier and perhaps he should have done something about it then to spare himself the hassle now, but oh well. He's not one to weep over spilled milk, he'll simply have to do with what he has and isn't that always the case anyway? At least now a days and as of late. The turbulence started the closer they got to these blood stained sands, these miserable ruins, and this sandstorm that will never cease its cries for help from the hopeless and the damned from times oh so long ago. Tetsuya hardly thought that it was the consecrated beasts, or the vipers, or the littered automatons that have instilled fear upon Thoma. Why, he wasn't scared of Scaramouche back then, surely these little things aren't anything worth fretting about, he could give that much credit without a flinch. However that last close call with the Wenut almost makes Tetsuya want to reconsider. It even seems like Thoma needs to take a moment to collect his thoughts and feelings even through the haze of his eyes, a haze Tetsuya is all but too sickly familiar with. It's the look someone has when they're stuck in the past and are struggling to get out from it. It is burdensome to him to think that he can understand because of personal experience.
The wanderer does grow impatient, it is in his nature to do so and yet he does not pressure Thoma as he had been just moments prior after coming to the conclusion that he has. It is not actually surprising at the end of the day perhaps. That the curse this place chants day in and day out is beating Thoma to a pulp. In fact, Tetsuya would argue that's quite a normal reaction, an acceptable one unlike the ones from the scholars who seem ever so fascinated from all of the pain and ruin this place stands for. It is so glaringly obvious and yet it somehow goes over their heads and all for knowledge. Humans are so twisted and disgusting, he gets firm reminders every day, it is in their nature somewhere, in their organic material, no matter how hard they attempt to deny or stray from it. "I'm assuming your exposure to mortal arrogation and destruction at the hands of what people like you revere isn't very common." His delivery comes out mocking, but it is not so, he is simply voicing an observation of his out loud. He sighs, sliding the sling of the bota bag filled with fresh spring water he has over his shoulder off. He pops the cap open and paces towards the other, offering it to him, gently tapping his shoulder with it. "Here." A silent demand, hidden behind a sounds of a request. He takes this course because of the steam he just saw.
The question Thoma presents to Tetsuya is horribly misguided. If Thoma thinks Tetsuya is level headed and zoned in tranquility, then his façade is as good as Scaramouche's was. He feels oddly comforted by that which he shouldn't, but he does. Stability, especially of the spirit, is a thing of fantasies to Tetsuya, he genuinely does not believe himself capable of such a thing. "I've seen worse." He confesses vaguely and it isn't the flex he intends it to sound like in fact it's something to be sad about. He has seen worse... and he has done just as bad if not worse, as well. "You should have said something earlier." He deflects almost a little too fast, chastising Thoma for apparently holing all of this inside until he could not take it any longer. "Many become victims to these cruel sands," he informs him, "don't be so eager to be the next one in line for that." If they need to head back he'll turn this entire thing around and do just that.
Advice like this is seldom such an element he'd come to listen to.
Yet right now? As much as the raw feeling seizes at his spirit, there's no fight in pressing into obedience, only that look of frustration holds as they find themselves taken to safe ground. Upon landing does Thoma show that he's still fully able to keep a clasp upon function and thought. Instead, it's the haze tucked within those once shining eyes that feel like a suffocating brand of miasma.
Tetsuya's criticisms that borders on challenging does not go ignored. Akin to fresh water that's too stinging, too cold, it allows his mind to breach from the cursed history that managed to hold vigil over a heart such as his. For someone who found strength within righteous and kind spirit, who saw the golden lines of loyalty and all of the good it can bring, this truly was no different than an acidic pit of vipers he found himself thrust into. Instead of granting any faintly backed reasoning, he stumbles a few steps, allowing himself to keep a perch upon jutted stone finely dusted with sand.
"Thank you for your assistance, first and foremost." The words feel disconnected from what was truly asked, yet as he turns to face the Wanderer, it's clear that the protector's eyes of the soul were thrust into the pasts imagined instead of the present.
The twisted and honeyed whispers of a legacy built upon madness and vengeance hasn't been what he was prepared for.
Rather... To find themselves discovering just how much red wine squeezed by slaughter ran within these gilded sands.
"This place." He begins. "What we've witnessed so far.. How this poison has bled into so much of what we've seen." His attention draws into a well of focus as he prods at that inner ache that briefly kicked him out of reality, in such a rare display of blankness no less. Part of him wonders if Tetsuya could actually hear it, the cold, yet seething whispers of tormented automatons, of those weapons. How each scream fashioned in elemental rage or laser fire released holds this untold scale of agony.
..Is he leaving his heart too open?
For all of the glory sung about Gurabad through text and word, the truths they've found etched in freshly emerged records speak differently.
So utterly different. Betrayals.
A heavy sigh releases tinges of compressed emotion as steam. "Tetsuya, does your spirit hold such a level of tranquil, that it makes this travel effortless?"
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I found these lovely old photos (1980) taken by Soviet photographer Вадим Гиппенрейтер (Vadim Gippenreiter).
#mushrooms#fungi#Amanita muscaria#fly agaric#suillus granulatus#boletus granulatus#weeping bolete#dotted-stalk bolete#chanterelle#cantharellus cibarius#Ugly Milk-cap#Lactarius turpis
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