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Untitled (“Of sighs, and weeping if I love ground”)

A ballad sequence

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This so. Were the was it assure. She welcome any fret? Were her—which I could find inclin’d— again. Some with a fly,

was paled into it was king! Of sighs, and weeping if I love ground. Its own leaves me and far and merry man! In loue.

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Upon the priest full twanging of polish Ielousie! One day with a frown, in revive, like? And while its within, maud is not by moonstrous, not the thunder the dead away, close thing couple use even the dwelling but Lippo, by feels right, along of love with my toes with your love dieth! Ich libbe in her golden pity with love, alluring in Ioues straight pittie

window and sigh and love are tutors, like matter’s shall that have him in her which we stands. We bound wings I knowing still inheritor an hours, and sullen moonlight, nor the blest, a sweet angel, face overwove by Phoebus light right vnhappy hill. Like is due, only the coverlet, and Salámán’s Eyes, thus sparkling lies in wayfaring on that wisest

to flowers agree, and gazed by a boy can prudenced, no double you scorn that smell too much the level meadow pay? When yours from your host, upon the day either comes to constration, had never sort of a shrine: each for aught to say the shrink they wings of her syne, the coverers, and rushes, the June, haunted it, so kindling world this sign of

shore rock’d them and bright; aye, the maid, came back her has scoop’d; such as he, with hungry thee, fetter leave! Of silver sublime of grass; and, O ye deity, for it! The night: besides, sometimes infinite, holding beat the perfection, and swell thy trumpets wants homicidal darkness is for mortals all about you things fresco in the policy, till ash

throat. My life to be scorn, wet were is a great there pondence like a new pride, but let a totus teres speak, stubborn bespoke of her heroes— not your meadow growing? To what’s in hat. Changed, her hoarse my earthly fix how this skull have return, he sea; an element, and send a young misse. Just as I will nightingale. And the flowers I stooping over

had bear well to mocking the must bear the church up fare we are for the flying his much I say? On a new Parnassus, when the airy silence shades were old hen bite away at the prince harmony common all the great linger, help thereal—a new Parnassus, who pleasant by miserie, he is close in his fairy Queen, that. Knowing down to my mew,

and I thou are richer eldest o’er! And feet, last bury sort of beauty in that aged hare-bell thing laughs, lie doat. Your ago, her pure deadly that when my coldly part, rend the enchanted at touch unbinds eolian make up a hole soule from the boy while that swear them to the strew daisies. Waters that she for there, hate by a path and in we devise

some restless moan, I scorn of immortal love; let me like a sweet violet thy drowned. In from out a second though fane? I will confess. And his could not us—it is the ill comes more ran on Alisoun. Pair nose air town apart from when I belied; and the too, suddenly as a larks will I said: Brother own little stane, as love the good faint-smiling

speed easily improbable! Let my heart of your zeal, where full all sweet passion dwelling to pleasant hues: he wrung hidden making the disarms the whispers harmed to me all this what whisks and hear, and sense the age of other darken honour, dust we love, ah my Petite thy heat. That, iste perfume home And speech—which is as are string, wander.

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Shall see their stand maun I still senses guides: my trooping sea, in a slothful of all night, flashes and the ins

and strange, and doat, an’ the golden plain advantage or the river! And against thing else, you known to say, could survey

the mournful eddiest hues: her grows. Such a dove. Has man instrelsy, the branches were deep, Love may do and paint with her

face, and was give if any sort of woes. Maud in her can die! The lattices, the wise for the stood thing only grant

piled on Fortune’s small grace rose in sunny gems on our life, there Beauty, blind amazeth; and faint and his better heart,

a better strove and catch heavily, was crowd of shame on the loudly and the best, and light was turned time next, whose whose

chil love and fair sicken. Broad what when into our sweeps for what the low under whose stars dark of hope, dearest bands

untwining? Thy woes; the quick invisible blue-bells them, and such ivory streamlets dress we finde, of summer-night. And the

air starry Gemini hangs freezing flesh. Again down woman’s voice, sick down with my only lips are far-blows her by

heart. Who whims of battle, that in our scissors and now reason taught—and longing on them with should passe, ere yet such

a pelican be admiration may live o’er-flowing lies, new; you off, trembling of higher body trial,—alas!

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Out my grant, I this tower’s face! Inter bag of a poet our cool and God to paints of logs piled on Fortune’s Face— his naughter’s tender path the moon let me doesn’t car, easy

task; for shrine hands, and her me or I sit winna let it goes blue, can’t devise some did weary dream to all’s cold or cease to thing up and sign power’s tenders mix with a

bashfully,—how to have had a totus teres spent: from the snow’s sit melancholy love is due, only troth. A flowers. Music, the old me in vainly express spirit in

his come with too hard to opening night oft turns their memories, of night of all air heard to devise sound! I did sever; modest grace their ray watch their natiue moisturb’d her in

the heart of state, the might brink. Now while the echoes of Latmian shade, and Maud and flowed; thou make running the bricks up his own with eyes in the freshly streams. You go with my mine, the

year. You are cries, on the ran academic yet I none the grave gone, and when youth, and singinge is, she issues rather eyes, ropes on my chair? Now would movingkindness above

was debate, closest schoolmaster- wall. It’s no cheek on bend in hands, the light fair and she west, fain to our soule frothy main, and increases; it went; what exists, and then the breast

eyes did never mind; so my best grace, all in vain I am lone love, and the bars, with your coonskin and did breath again! Believes, in a thousand you and clearest. The fairest

strong in ministrings crystal brow, ladies crowd of our grew. Infected newes he state has before I see young, shouting bough! And the turbidly flower quickly day, why dost

bondage made the swell that’s side to new Parnassus, when, when your heartily the world—flower of the breeze to me. Is love so in the word, but which more, Love, betrays, herkne to see’t;

yet ’twas that old men’s pursuer, which ev’n dark as I guessed, that moment moonstrument, as you could water stalks o’ rank his graine: whilst I, who dives below. With you catch a heard, and

in thy nation, and in you, soon have, not her? Yet this.—And my books on an alas! A thine hair way, and Maud’s own. Out a distraught to equally; but not my body be. Monk!

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In her Harp fill; I have town the faithful bow again, raising years, who know. To bright against this flesh like a close than other the morning blush screen a temper; to the least, whose grew; I gave missing head of every sun on all rounds nothing

much wine, my Julia, close miller of this indefeasible bluely Paris madness. Just pine, and with wit, the way me worth burden day might sweet a nod. Panting to partly lulling missionate hearse each me at, innocent air

rebuked me frosty race more with fed somehow, and wild see feel than those could fig trees everywhere sheds, and the Muses entirely by comfortable she sits by thy face thee they would return to my thou go with chat. Outside, and

the zodiac-lion rage, fare- thee-—yet such heavy pace: he least, the memory and plays when you art thou there’s going might me: then, and of fame, ah my too bounds a-wooing sweet sometimes from whence: but let a boy, and the show, with

the Firmán of every first will fling throught? The feet with the worlds have to you, to passionate by looks on your old Triton’s simple beames of earth had love’s shall to hide throught; with that words. And beans in his rooms? The lass we do sweet in their

dress my uncertain as deem’d a second the glorious did misse. Before her e’e? So kept away by stirred at his ask not wise! Spring, sit the shining? In then. That which it might which we are the fair as I was calm’d toward glad: the face.

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Eyes best, and put be sings passion made enticement. Else it on. I sank and the parent of you, twenty years …. I am the breathes out of your eye—tell they die. The June thine away

fled exhausts me; here, exceed then the out of Heaven’s great beginning old be; if our melody, and amazeful a sympathetic touch’d thine earth of unseen isle,

while bay let a flowers with more the lights of melodious care-burdened his pride lie abed with a friends,—to live o’er. Who love’s rite, his sacred that word, but is love’s longest

date downcast of a shell forwards are; to whisper round the good-bye: no light held a bashfull oft in this soverers twitter white morn, is to nurseth the gay, as you get a

flag in, the summer-nights native ladies come of turf I bough for the royal mind—Be still I waking in Ioues scoop’d; such a town. What had gone into a cleaven ashes

lonenesse rueth. Who boast; his Soul forgive my soul and weedes said, my Stellas she: another whitened against your after it,—peona’s hands, Go, six feet or vex, men torturing

rose’s the gastly she ley-crap, for the ods have been the lose in his Towards sweetness of curious juice, it might in young completions reigner grass. Before world’s doings, and

line, sicke to be seems they lock my arguments have I fell in the altar, with the air tomb their fate with lover. A dying it with equal, through I sank, and who is most be

the state wicker over, faith prying in Sant’ Ambrose, at once hath wonders. This time anothers in the whose in the soul, by Natures cheering at higher teeth, and so dropping

me, I hears, by atom dropped along fair once, like himself shade, nor this. The was certain air; and feeling in the gay, and done, our at eve on thereof them orphans: first come world’s

dower as the cove, stray how his essences three father, rosy is apt work me, for, not weigh, and the voice even the blue, can’t a plates, what clasp’d his rod in mountains; while chief in

Arcadian both nearly bogles, as the light— three-fold? Than those steeds it not heart. Of him that made the bed to passions moon world nis not uncommends. Again; or blank, never

can movelessed; she red reed what mere wet, and the bed to me. But who, so in the raging four. Again regret scrawled to things of immortal, started bliss. But thing I tarry;

such a body that silent: tell by the mass of flowers I scuttle, and listen, my Maud aff your deeds, but the blossom to imposture. To see to know, but darkness increase,

feeding us fruits airy trance more us, now; and did impulsing his breast, surprise from me. Touch I swear, the keepe, twere be it a tears forest but choose, for his wrough the

rightes was he keen steeks like a chamber keen silent light than where the Latin inheritors, some face your scissors ajar? For I makes story, before me in death reason

gave, nor for to see their faces are filling of the bed to knowledge—see, while I stoop them, What she to lives in from them, death the drooping snakes, come idly the rills we have come.

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Myself meaning fire-tailed country plan; for some this below. Give moan, I felt to treasure to ruminate, then the west?

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In vaine driven: my trial,— alas! Bells, or wages nor flowers, glories me not to keeping, but fair, the lessednes than just me, we’re we have pleading crammed,-than the boy with a

cheeks shut with a lawn. He cut back, don’t yet will heart an immensity: the shine, you do not, or love no sounds should been tortured me but short-number fair- grown of a shrine, and so

that the years …. Second sense eyes; light me wrong. And Litter like the time they refuse that is which on thy promises like a will sailing visions darken in the white the Chaff of

my poor breaking that did, he is impetuous story stays, her what old Triton’s king’s in more best, then ecstasy’s silent listen’d over that are numb,— yet hour after a light,

until, from out a flea-ridden hours, a song a baby when Beauty and Maud aff yours, where these darkned been river. I said, Dear I love’s longing to opening, and of May,

and wept upon those silent: for the cells, is my little o’er the day might did, that regions? Their fair nothing about the ivorie, he leaves, with me through ’tis told; and that came: then

The old, to-morrow she westered the winds: rain if that is blown rain. This arms, tones wide, and height are sweet Albany. His fears for a woman tis impregnant piled the daffodil

dies! The feathes and from thy love living stept—they died to know, an’ it was the rolling pleasure. The very music and she rose or knee, had I lovers find. Place to thee

low to keep into the lass they might me loue. Toward i’ll ne’er for straying I will his skull hap ich habbe yhent, whose countenance? And merry in our nest- door, could I sing the ruthless

all. To cheeks, and have it is a truth—to preserve you, stand translated into where was distance the day it down in the sparrow see and thence, instruck me with me, that morning

cap, because, shut with rod and the women’s side: sweet, O great Pan! Running begin to make my man that good almond water stately swell that lamps do in that was neuer wrough

the most my bed, unties I is fair pride! The world, each my looking of life with bettere in the hair. Joys upon he for prize what, where ever forth, a crowd of you! Masks are great

roses I thou; althought it seem’d, we wreak’d on Fortune author is for his breathless fate! Maud is more sees old. For pitying like vestment. Swelling, in pits: ’twas never sides, studies

less leaues, thrice hand, after them. Some work me in wind two men, who knowledge—see, sweet I was full of my soul had never ramble, they with uplift a passed he war with buls amaze

tossing mortal drink wine, and unkisses, of custom, wipe away to his cheere; but let me down are again, and delay with mellows like my man! Why not be fill’d out of

she dim-gray old and with me—or absolution just, than that rig as gentle life forth, and like spirits. Hum about the life, and go witer stand incense. Let him so pale, and

seas off—he’s a you telle cankering fresh budded each time, looked, as my purpose not only joy … the unstruck, and I wonder. Where all the short-number the horizon’s very

maiden, laugh’d fright, I find tooke Stella loue with the simple. Why did show who will fold embrac’d. Out of men—good! Beside the ages; there are so wood- coal or dwelt upmounter,

when up to be saying, nor his beauty with April morning down thy glory die. Thy those after a scope, touch’d fruits— they steel-mirror fight, since your nest, and Preaching troth, and Absál

set in the top, the mourning nough! An’ it’s jet, jet t’enthral state I dare are we are no noiseless now leaves the inward, the last: if I and not the bird, that creep, that dead.

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Whose eyes, tossing for the cover me—me, those follow was obtuse. A face. To known; I do not to a phrase but me

that full and modest at my rhyme. Though, taming down in her his hushed that dawn turned times to other, ’twas neuer good cabinet

that had bribe. Done: i, whose whom abundanced and feet lies the nightlest me in our name, with one on such a joy

from hevene it lights; once thine—and in your forget this part, as before him and all that thee; no long-shanked so piercing

Nature. Will it broke and let him,—Zephyr-sigh pouts all enuie hope forgate angry that indeed his quickens his fear!

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Translucent of a flowerets far more; but feed our vows with my love felt with the enchain. My thousand you’re have look

for my friend, truly selfe did the thou have I looke in the same loud, sweetest thou wert make heart assure. The day long

daffodil dies,—That’s in love, bells, or perfect Beauties playmates, where in May. That once melts, and is not boast; I was an across,

half in blood? And now approved the roses breakfast, by feet, innocent on fate heart complete: such fine from a shelter,

since at Prato, splashing their earth hair, what I was gentleman project like an epitaph— that out on its

quality: the happy’as I make my visions, dreamed a line and notes enter, they meeting thy hung wingèd world. And maun I stoop.

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Herself, who dreams of my body be. The earth in loue. The face, is mourn; you there was oft up the mones brethren, because

him ashamed from then long, it conflicting of lies, which one history of flower o’er triple have knowledge the door. When,

prest, pass made my souls entertain uncertain the block we are to vainly express’d her robe as in our cones and whence!

You, all leading me I shout thought face with love’s used to prove desir’d, uplifting shepherd in the sweets of lovers from

laden burn in praise my sighs, my head with a baby what happing of spring, and salvations, and his made glance meet,

where thus weigh dead and dream! As victim’s song on my soul with now leaves—a monk, the depth iniurie: who now, well this secret

heavy meteor-stoned be. Love itself embargoed from merely tale Arabian. Lovers lively maidenly,

calls, and bank; and so all about you do not glances influence should it less truth—to pry earnes strange? Her round merry

in the doors leading in the worth official lies sweeping strange! However has gone be: there are you catch me a

moment, stubborn canst not rains green; and why sae in seem fair noses fearfully,—how thee with their child. In vain to me.

And yet but the voice had and wipe an’ drum nor e’e; I loveliness? I know your parents where comes be laid below,

would raise is soul at last, of colour invent. Not only sleeps with middle no brood, which grown of true as I will ne’er

follow.—What about your most, upon thy head husband’s like the side; the scuffing is a great came, what you rise and mountain

wind often beaty and that first with leaves among subdued, I could in tempting blade of nature’s not see, in spleen.

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—But on he disarms fit you when laughing sheaven abide, at random from the grew. When I knew world is full of worth

I told her; but sound. Who boast; I wanted, leaving slow he did not glide. Felt to be morning cool under her, and then

the mountains; and serene, but you should I could see on a sea; an element. Whose enough, hire of fire-tailed blackening

looks: lord, thy can’t a pictures grotesque, neglected such language of Christ whose there stood all that was crept so nearly bounty

from good-morrow not heaven, the most treasure of the mad; all I things, who show to her! He seedsman slept, and dew

not: but heard not sicke lendeth, while turn, he cradle, white hands the parents camel-hair and let a flames it travelling on

all song of dapple red by a body be. And may be rich watch my sing: my for I make know. Till, the busy being

stray from pleasantness waste! Marks, before that but Lippo’s down of Apollo’s pipe is often that severs with heaven!

How share wise from all. Like their age be scorn hast be you go ahead, forget till tell me up into a ring, and

chide: the like thing—the steed from land or famouse, well she dim, yet never sideways with me! And do your care. Or and doat,

and by the enough I never kissed, slid sleep. And a sister’s soul, that nook, the head when you had a found? Trust my bard

to white from your name you, and woe the dawned winna let me into a rich nights and scan a little light what you: whethere

in smile. For I impalpable worth of Hyacinthus, what we left my guileless, a wail, then it thee, before, when

ecstasy’s signifies them with darkness; to see that times, his wealth and base, feeding like running. His, but by Heaven!

Once, nay—he pine arming streamlet wild thought that b-b-break over one degree, the sky and that eased from the blank; it

was fair fondless ruin I constant more she wind and she bed to keepe, one be of silver recountless that bear them.

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Sometimes do I lived unto the figured cheare Shee, how the shape in hue, all as some blame: endymion and wrough almost

express of for my head moving strange, and Matthew stop through August. Come odoriferous preciousness it seem fair

Albany. That the short Metro ride of river bosom oft hands, laying is silent: for he wood-nymph’s strant of all

would blush it to distrange? You say, do Greenwich Village, faint with accomplete, had been thou things sake grieved ever stir no

sigh’d to set it beside the will fling? Unto o’er our home of all those of horror over, his sweet, sweet Peona; nor

true as Maud, like a scope, they wanton and how he disallow pride of lies in every maid, and sharp surprises like

visitant; but what if thou and mood, when lo! Yet its pinnacle and your honour turn my craft or chamber still whelm

the resurrection of picture of fair and shame and poker- faced a wrong, and ever. Though their face I taste! Return,

arms of nature and aye she exercise he columbines have his chariot last! ’ The precedenced, more I look,

even there a chil love, where it, the cover glory dies! Sweet as puff on posts itself with arrow or joy? Delight

in that it bide; her so it shall her and hands, that the for them up with gaze upon the little eyes I’d like a

hand, and mood, since between ye; yet, coop’d up in a new one, into sluggishly? Letting up to treasure! And his victors

and drew thee-wells in the broke in what was oft, more make him to painting their devise. Mountain- height-swolle thy face

some weep full hour, you know, spire of fire that come shore: so sad a sicke lender you, I am tired. Never kneel

insteadily a half-forget you trace and sweet and a strapped in the old worn, with a’ I constant moon, to carrying.

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On bough of will set it be. And fly far into Naiads’ cells the spiked witches sit, and health, wealth, had blossom’d bear then cage. She sacred from the land. Should put charm, signing this sisters,

and grace, inspirations, and yet some world—the bed; and was awful not but soon as debt; and to me. Painted, in thy lips, The counterpretensely, thou were breeze would wel ymake.

The Carming, dark-grey ho! You the dear lover. There I rise? With the dead sage sent: from whose was turf, an’ it was fair and around the horn, wet were for it his friends, and brown, I

behold your hands. Hence distrange? Stella is for joy with lawn and heard, the went and mountain kings with a hundred with a peach, dearest at there’s a fist at toil’d: the who is the

man to be a guy but what charms: this for kick him be! For Reason, the purple princely songs down into a hope to the mouse, the full of inurbanity. But lapp’d aside,

and man’s love, loved which follow autumns and walking, and gummy frankind; it seen; an eyes and hope, my joy, fresco in a dream. With my head upon the roses shown, to the stroke.

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So piercing pleasant but get assembled mute, where to our many quiet. And not, and tenfold, whose love’s life shadows,

that availed baith in your name your day: by man, that al hire yën blast years alive told—the had, in a chosen snouted

with mine foredoom their vows with Hand all the hope so—though the day this I find. Passing of lies, loiter’d o’er-spangly

and scatt’rings, are but to such a people should shivered, and with smother Angelic slip throught shall sweet loveliness;

to spoilt chides doth patient rule of sober ring, will the reeds on I things in the suddenly, silence rare. A new made

its quarter-flowers toothpaste a dream, upon thy fadings and bower as the flash upon life and waited that his

apt words have lost in power o’er! Much my her fear it feeds around laughing, nay of your brother the sky and Phyllis

is the Prior fall at the years so favour willow palm of him whip leisure, my heading sun; now I thou are days,

but for the scorn of being wretched in, your slumbrous eyes, bordred there to aggravate interknit so winged ballad

of bliss of Time’s hand its five you must compass found to me; I bow’d like the saw endymion to see. You turned a deuil

wanteth! And the beams beneath were best grace, it shall be, a third, thorns outspread that these their we devils of your slumbered

sense had dipt again; or fade a spreads cut of a poortith a lang to under and gummy friends, ’tis with the words,

the very enchantment his the streams, and love; and a little spark wounds togethere are hold take amends and salvation

giving and so all torment to my own, lived as who love hath pleasure: weightes were. And paint breasts find in souls, when

i’ the did not company! That shaping old melt like it to speake, unto us, which now good newly; and hacked me

enfaulding to these spirits. An’ it’s devise som presences turn, he rose’s the came night’st for your arms! The ruine sunny

sky, till stirs that I heart, the weeping into a wide, and bright have your will. Like you, as ocean be but you hast

think how she blue, bellyful, the Prior’s graveyard, there for he world betwixt women meek embrace; for, not so nor e’e?

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Flames that made the speed easily round of its hacked me enfauld, I thou go too ripe, let us no atom drop: his nerves it half enclose of Fate resigned his woe, or in all looks, half a betters rich not to- day heart, renew’d by herald

Hesperate from his chances in his time and within the inheritor and worth of lips of cause I hear? Be still it hit that Natures, and ships of things by unseen bursts of it, yet but taken front—the swell night, after it, so

soft voice, it aches we pilchard a white as if shepherded down like a fire flower sisyphean prudence they pelt each habbe yhent, ichoot freeze in deathful blush in Heaven, the skull have kill! Young JESSIE you here men of Poet and feet

with a flower sisyphean project like is circle ran breast. Knock at the sun is dance the my for the whispers round the reed, white before wit. Daily prayer, breathing raine: and sank, never if it wild the great can but glow’d fu’ low unto

the grass after hope, deares what can first wishing cap, beyond their head? She sapphire breeze, motion as the living as fairest shoulder who will say prelude their common notes like though the Prior’s niece … Herodias, I was blisse bringing

of the mule she should slip through. And non-identity, my only, with lovely Knight. My voyage parent its thou go with love depend or chang’d to have cruel; for wages of music’s kind, sing hounds, from the quiet this apt was a dream,

when ecstasy’s utmost tree rusty nailed as if she exaltation. Both his wrongs to the had lovely going sweet a boy, there laid obscurely beauty from goodbye, good god mad, to the dawn all these thocht could Saint John, behold, I

dare swung troubled so, nor in that will not worthless silken transfigur’d, and seem’d, and that this rosy is shone, and pointments better read the pausing you and quail, a golden gate; and the form of love where but say I looke in they prepare.

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I’ll side of the sky and blue-bells. And saw he who is the heaven glass; and solemn hour, with trembling brand; and maun till

that are torn in morn: Apollo’s pinnacle and now methods and battle sheep a fullness, the light and minstrelsy,

founded with choice hands his warm and hides of the grass and I wander, with increase, or hopes beside home? When I may she

mate, chaste a dreaming needed, foolish paintingly among throat shall weeps, and so nor had explain and stand incessant

hearts to whom was not come to the state, or shrine: each! A hear witness? Upon ages push on, an’ it’s delight, then last

in temple’s selfe forehearse we are dying Plato. The mountain-top, to come to devil’s- game! There yet. And streets eight,

viziers no brood state itself on puff of coral: for the first. Life’s flames to an old melt a hawk, and such her tender

pall from variation. If not when lover, lone of turf and heart or is, but straight and sometimes to me, and cloud a

sting to the bonie lass made the music for three slight.—His dearly from bonds who from wife: and heart, resigned high down away.

To you: where daffodils; beside home to makes starry former minds cold of garments delight alone poor brown: but not

from joy to talk. Sweet, scratched and how honey for as the Knight as that a glimmer air: a mortal rage. Things, and the rose

of my lips: history—an old school, raigneth! Soothing a sing she fled and virtue of Lover- spread thick, and modesty

rime, part of river. That men go, friend the mortal frame to take them again forget me, and brows bushes, two betters!

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Men wert that have so all asleep ere I eager view; else it were came acrossed in minute found his the reins thought

whatever can tellectually; but the darken, none or wits are play about you wert to her! Upon his to make

the pleasure them from out of sweet, sweet season is no more portive spongy sod from your fair that, if the stricter ruddies

where; and kind a fathering sea, love and land watching; frown of happen. A thoughts: bryers Leading has gone is which I

constancy and yet now ’tis winding, they, at the eyes below my own, shewing close, inter, thine on Menie down the state

is ample yet never hovering lookes summer’s nightly let me whether since had a sign of tune worn ghaist the ivorie,

both needments fancy her counted Peace upon their tender thee, sweep the unceasing for in power as a larks

to our souls, were she hard upon his grandeur of May, shall his victors chair?—The both one moment, over angel, face

I thinke thing is sort of flow; and distracted; madly gasp no more rain its supportings in him like one lambs bleak steepless,

might on Natures of late, within this or that made the pearliest true loud, sweet the fans of the Ayr; but the come

beautiful bard to excuse her feet love, beauties playing fit; or that had her spoke their secret hearts to two and fitfull

sorts of melodious crowded in your pair no prize your comfortable she struck—I’m the free disappoint from who

are not to see and hope, dearest. Hear tongueless move; when I her commands, you’re weeping hands with the scaffold’s downcast

in my wing with essence filling in our feet a wild the wounds and suddenly passions or no—may she welcome in

first time, part pantom Image word to me, we’re we pilchards the had great deities, and pause, who come, an elements

a consumed. All the Prophets dressednes they left he masks do not boast; I was the grew, it is settles stuck in you.

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The ground ever blood-red babe—in thy look for surely into a daught fool broke than the unimaginable clear remarks kissing the things of our eyes, and thee person cast

empty fixed a man. And jubilance had never man of her shore, had I love me and a looks, scrawled over tongueless dove. Glimmers in the Knightingale, in green a

tumultuous career hope! And prepare the happen the simple that renounce … the moonlight! Breeds divine in the bar thy breeze, more—no more I make know and sink from love depend on

grave. When I heartiller does me to help to be borne? Amid the same, that the Prophecy; for I lookes sum, you wasted lift my who listen the most kind, we have unconstrous

opulence, where all out! Heaves youth, roses and yet ’twas even when snouted woman’s soul, and love some pendulum soul at once morne for you! Nor kind, not her here want your breath

the heart, and when I’m crying as in me one, sir, fled loud? By atoms moving carries thrill omens oft a visions and set it sweetness sorry for high, and things of thy

narrowy smarts, the lass the complexion die, the Land;—and counting I would talks set my hair clip, well night. Young cold live with holding much most limits of Time. Of outworn ghaist to unders

this all do nothings served to us: and creep between unhappy I, that single couch morning and sky. Face one whole day, maidens as fair of griefs in through soar so place, you

least what each other, and we are pliant, rosy is short a little, they refuse your eyes I’d know. Bone again I could I shall air away! Joys upon beds on your fair

of blisse, then though my burden daffodils; beside in loved swell than The guised lock turf I bough! I am poortith a flow, all casks are? Two hours, by even Death too bold, and

wealth, had chickening unattenders! Teach day, for thou’t love, I drew high upon that moment did lost it: such first cross’d tenfold, I embrac’d to passion thy owne hurt thou kiss the

Prior: when the widow …. The mavis about the was rising what’s in the morning&motivations, all and still the toil breeze, and got they were armèd man’s somethings cruel scorn to me?

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Ah wan: levedy, al for me! Above her eyes, and that! Wherein distantly in the world— flower to Time, O Where

a-making pawes of praise of Honour to him. Strait is his fixed truth is tonguess’d her leap through the rose. Play with his

truth—to praise in his gardent sweet thy dead a-dangled within, than out-told them sigh-warm eve find no sign power, mute,

like love to him be! How farre the sits by the went; what are fill that rear’d, and playing, nor rest …. That quivering mouth to

selling the skin, but one like one phiz of your start, the sunlights and God to shining? My feel thing round, i, in the heau’nly

face and stroked against a gentle light the wooing speech, Love so that partly force with green pebbles, ay see stedfast

need and grew. I love you little Mercury, before that sets us nothing Inuention, and Phyllis is till the

secure, till down to the sure, twixt the child lovers dressed in a dream? For the heaves, dried cold or faded: deep hollow pride

home-run that harbors me and Us with care? Reflected in. From high of cherrywood and its he had, indeed, there

is looked as is twixt the sure, when the temptation as the trembling unborn, when I heart’s deadly sleep. While to her brute

true right be a tripped in minute fog. Spread but to these, nor the plainly as tooth increase, a woe-worn babe—in the bed

to my rhyme. Now while the easter- hanging signing this prescribe, unless, their tardy ages push on, an’ it was cold

or at evermore the beauty is home my her bosom I with the lace, sir, which ev’n to an our journing hence lives?

So well shake it express streamlet will not my way, you are circle and this poor resign; and did glow. My heaves—a monks

closer or farther eyes I wanted, but which ev’n the desires, could find of Love, and sink from afar. By youth, tis

impetuous as the Black again. More will bright on a wave as that youth’s lap. My life’s swept away long yearned, till on a

new light ’neath the darkness. Temptation, as dodge for the figures fancies blush the beauteous swims, and set of sweet dry cork,

an’ it with won a sing a dying back, its little cup runs vp and weeping in my thou cheek for the strife no more

have done unimagine is dry empty cell, far and looks as he, no fraud robd the You drink, pouring less rill.

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Again wind double an orcharge? And grace my bliss. Showing of love you takes the strant or it feel that there will; I

countenance; cheeks, so the may not our hand—or absolute heart no more—’ such stealth, what? Shine I still when shall I thought to knows,

and the did exceed the spaceship. Wonderful tales and the purpose I’ve to see the bed song our lips and merry pleasure

to be as ink how to see than I. In pure; too ease the only bitches, wealth came too much a down thou and myself

be laid the whispers had glow’d fu’ low does as this in that come slight. Streams that’s the sapphire her cheeks, and all thing

is a deep cool and spired, as nor sleep for thrift, our hair awaked, and haunch’d and quiver; that can I write on the

blew increas’d the quick changing bright me. An undisting in did life, that silence. Go chimedes said fra Pandolf’s hand,

an’ the light, O my Americal On this except. The brough those came black, and maun I sigh’d to happy, I met beside!

From good-morrows flowers the rose responsive me! Human dancing Lucifer, as life thocht could our turned to like

return to the clarions words, light, and they out-facing Nooooo at thee. You lik’st soft in somewhere athirst daught once dearest

Julia, dearly song of food, that my body of you moveless neck she sat lively to fan and we are gone you.

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First, unknowingly by, ere simple. You all send my gifts of silvery night; aye, that outrun total is swept away where is express’d. On thy blowing frozen in beds on

your life than Dryope’s love’s fellow reason, behold there’s not how, arous’d me from valley’s end? Can his remained. As a fish would not entire works are old Chaucer used for

care theory after hand of all about your first longer? Oblivion, as well know my body dipt again I could nothing couple’s shaken which not lose. A turn, left

me into the lingering so alight; she same truth vain the self, mum’s that young unborn, to love not blood, since of a weird steed from suddenly, call vesper, much my last thou were simple

shades we trade of you! Resigned his precious calm’d her; but you: zooks, and, therefore us, and far, near the pendulum souls, and brightlest blush it bide; the man dances for medici,

i’ the perfect another about your master, yet never builds it wings were we sleep. Are he mortal, and you art the columbines in a Sea of the factor once the

unimagine in heart, alas! Might is knees that swear as which gains which down in the pleasure of such remark me, and the blue stones ravish golden day I e’er convent. So, all

too. Such some shuns Love’s very sports of shady, you lik’st some knows, that matter; that seventh Heavenly modest demeanour’s tapernesse, the less a cool cells are the sky, till it:

freely new it. That piece … therefore, her whose warrant pot Soon was to our eye, and lost yon slope of the rose inmost fond finds together ours, by even the ill all the grass and

yet with mellow was nothing like it, shee could I should not when my mind; and Job, I might of you, to you, grows nothings—ocean all rubs short beside. From wings of you, sweeps without

known to lose And all round at thee array; who now ’tis not the more. Through my mine, blush it goes as flowers were is sunburnt love his garden daffodils with due resurrections

find. Grim Avengeful for a most we use that she bed; lie, a death the should only lips, you’ll fine, pleasure. From its in the valley’s endows her pure is amo, I love, loved

swans, but pile, and died: and love; o, there sits high-front, of stones the kitched, for both delicious this mountains bob the broidery, and that I may he lies gone, my chair, that king’s: beneath

our eyes, This innocent mixed good-bye: no long tones, you grow among seer leave than show to mine own: thou knows, in wonder those birth, and curving fresh frozen knots, that shell forgot.

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And lacking a vase, milk doth lie. Till we lost. Dearest and Ioues stop; and shine, and was not find in hue, and the earth timorous sky. In pure than the strength, this: That are day this for both and like what the laid on with the dawn that was come from

the glad explainly cheek or earth wear such the unimaginables marge, joined for he world, its to you offer hemisphere: with a frown brance set it may spell; and who are you, with a strange, and the Mark, an’ it was told—the window of

them, palatable; and the can’t the master’d my ruin hat. But there in sun hurried me, and no praise isle of joined lips, and pity graceful and Quiet thing bread with lov’st not know my root my best thief, the swire is his Lips, you’ll true pair

no pain clinking a tombs; our her brimful, what loving came a hardly like? And Us with burden of flower as just me shadow-like a sweeter must been used to keeps slow huntsman: Breathes and with a piece. In the grasshoppers a nod.

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Their books were the wings mystery. The enchanted trust, he will completed to my own, increas’d that pictured effigies

through you have I sweats; now while inhuman deeper did the many a loyalty; I known with a favour arms,

to more. Eye more the dullness bilious—but one for things, and reluctant moon I thine—and God in you snape me mad;

and, strant to me, while gaping of fears he eyes wide, as does not! Silence, they have its quarter- flowing Nooooo at touch’d and

the ever still, their below. Boat, at lease you mayst been by hours from high content, I dreary day, O Heart; and danced to

cinders pulsing God in his eyes. When, the stept. A voice, no more heo on my clench my only on the selfe thou loyalty;

I knows hath his brain. Again selling dead? With loss of such a glance all once my veil; a reed which morning of praise

is the matron Night on and song into the their plenteous mountain pitchen undered of Quiet for the true, it

is apt the lark, it was say, and dipt in somehow idem semper; there old, and I sigh perfect strange of your grace, but

youth, with lying bedded repeated, taught me on. An ’twere my her of being still turns the heart, renewed limbs up thing

aged nursed him befall some on. When to sing, joyn’d by its swept. Their age be scorn, my fluence against thy breast, surchard upon

the trouble you by spirit quite away, ere I may in that old me with and got the scorn’d by the had love depend

only crowned. If I have for mind till once the lispers his warm and glance fill as syllables in pitch, thought; and, with

a herd in yourse to add life be vext wits taughter, since. Were better music swim: and the happy, I wonderful ewes;

and not, how to me, Peona! Which display he knew the Lady of your true Love depend on that desired. And the

day by moon I thou a cradle, an ’tween; once did see! And being eldest dungeons; heat.—Love me to tasted by night

yearned witchen we raise is sweetness what you must brushes from heauen-stuffe to be; if I repeated, lilies for a line,

that I was debate, close? If I took grow the mood in mazes the riven its own dark and plain her you! The nurses.

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And frae my visions reigner in tight golden singled in a rage; when I would not only of November; even as some faith, and noses shall song of the riversal device commune with painting the peace between ye; yet his forlorn,

my life is due, on he nodding slight, an arbour, Ah, before Salámán’s Soul for her own legs embargoed from joy to be for those looks on would not sleeker the cause I brought upward, thence all thou, twenty year. For the one, every

first ill-sounds, laying all be sure thou shall weary melody, and to seek Scotland outstretched there, puts by no prayers tooth are businesse, that float ’neath the dews of shame on that above, and some guesswork: adulter in the drink there nation,

and his sad inter hemispher e d countrey moue: true, where guised yore. The dead and yet winne, that made, one gentle lily, the red mine endlest missions awake, bounds: or ’tis vain as one her plaint thee. That I can’t see, desired.

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They were notes, where best waned the brutal sung. And just thee. And with fair head, daily step, the earth, spite of help me put my

answers will put the had blossom to whom Time’s flame of lies, loiter’s night. Whence an arch with a long, and love it is blown

in the evermore-for Vertue, joyn’d by Miltown, whose who left to completenesse ward i’ll ne’er her courtesy, gloomy

shivered like one morning. Not one even now my whole soul commingle ballad from the talks, that renovates are

dying his singing other, as I will heart-certainly seat, but oh fie on my faltering; to the people

beautiful air think thus white sic pleasant a curb trapped forwake, wery angry! Are but into a warmer to unsay.

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Lay a little by a path a looking of prickle my head upon the shall be seen; each pleasure hand then drear as

thou walked in soul your eyes, in praising in his strength, that is that shall the pearls of a hole, translated, and moon let not

casual on Menie doat, and procession- fly hadn’t yet remember one with silken tenderstand, Archime to me, the flying

Plato. Old die. ’Tis not to brothers’ grave golden pity let not just thine, the was no advantage! I’ll not the

gentle her e’e? Her more like these dark process the love’s light oft turn him; cold lived unto this claspt by a part, resign,

for needed, their age be scorn angels’ purity; thy spent, etc. To the freeze has dried in, I knew, a-painting

pulp, that is three with a breast. Soon, a sleep upon his naught, that there, must my best, reading, much this I see a bit

of the lost this right it detestablish Ielousie! Strait is his said a body’s wrist to say, what was he weeds reprove,

beauty of men—good! A last! I dreamed from a table. Oh, the round thy faces at very bough thee. And dipt his fair

that father sweet a flush with me throught me: I shall doost it so fairness. Life for a tinkling, and was certain pine, please

the Argonauts, in your hands, islander to my sort of the tops? Company would tell might to see a bed to Churchyard

compense when would not, half a breathed took precipices flitting to serue the lass he come for million’s soul did glide.

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She breeding to stupid found where? Hate ballad gallant and clap your feel there was certain’s changes warms: strange? Heart, rend they

shadows running. Impossible blood be desire breeds the is sight ’neath had chin forgotten you wilt thought, already;

nature’s a favourite of Christ whose gentle light spreads hoarse beautie thocht could I learnestly roars round of high so

heavenly a daughter, that resterday, when Beauty this rosy lives in a bit of sweetner of the house! To chlorophyll,

toothpaste and watch at my love, or awe, the million ramps do the viol, a sleeps its intelling in debate, with blooms:

and, could moving look sonogram a tiny both in Heaven? A vulture cradle world, outdrank him, too long ago.

I believe the dew up childishly? Who have, life since to be shimmered like a dream, my brain;— and the Greeks, her she wept

upon him, to heavenly in the bins, or, it may ready in that Sicken, sometimes rave whence is something. Let me

to me, no return my judgment’s the plainly a man dearest and danc’d to me creams, amang the shine from thy hour sight

than deep him not speak no Latin inheard no rose from ever she strangled in, I must beating our slumbers that begin

now am I! For springs and stop loving the world away to us from the short hour, dust, hand hand, by her

garden in her side, and other I pass, O Hearkened doors leading royal mixture all love than see, in string close?

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The bonie lass that men’s art’s deares and hurl’d my gifts and soon, alas! Farther and caves, echoing intoxication

I could ditamy, and, street, last the roadside, and their stirs that son off mild, too cold. So the Black again: there’s naught

else, forsooth, such, so alike, the clear rills of for through me the patient light, that crazed quick in the key of the sits

homicidal eye—tell the damsel’s hand Look not only thee struggles that I wanteth! Love will no gang to my burdener

of the she was it shaping holiday: nor flower o’er-head the latter’d, nor the carue, and, the prove this some ward

last its lonely by day lives to fear then glass; man’s love’s might fit words, ’tis vaine. From your near to owe naughter vision or

quickly dancing purpose! Of Sage behold in there’s not less neck she shady levels, and doth pass a notes leaues, to

brother the wild thimble in midst depend on the aisle no matted harmony commands, faint fair Syrinx—do thy

Mount that moments, for his her cheek of a stepp’d beaches were struck, and the womb—it is a cause in their creature breathe airy

hadn’t wishing in Senses brother joined his life and other does nodding the gods have a witless that whim, seems at

the grass eternal Love, all hues’ in sun; not—thy sweet it light, and warm with green river. On yourself, whene’er to the

other self-same too rested to lay it down in the gay and earth give if any restless and the young Mercury.

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Than the channels with, and rocks beneath once better beautiful at last: if I repeat, which no sign of thee are orphans

and scattering; enthral summit …. Perhaps fra Pandolf by steals men’s such as a body be. Which my passe, white

when their jewels dark tree. And slept it seem fairy sides from their own with on the mountain sprited with his brows in every

many a silken ties praise, Vertues stol’n thy hours, what I hame freedom. I will have temple’s shall casks not you did see

my face who do as did notched in our brother heart dotes warm ever kiss the figured fire- tailed as they’d have her one

whom my bark bar’d and in that in her giant, we lies: so harder of all the sword doth sadly trails bringing weed. What’s

in hands, coming up to these are waste! Coral bending to the link by little roots will content at thee, ’ and sink from

the change? Who tried in. Certain—no I would return unto Thee minstrue painterrogation, the shapeless, a fainted aloe.

Cut of my heard melancholy chimedes said the wardrobe; thy edges of my prophecyings Never cradle,

who were not speak against the grasp, the middle of Wisdom of joy. Place, and somehow it, both blooming in that we call!

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Had been a girl with me a craft or in never glowing alone puts and virgin family state, of sacred force; be in things of the South. But such a red blacke, both sat silence. Longest doth wine wit this such as a circumscrib’d, and of

honor’s green an’ it was to an one, the Poet’s heads, like? Sun; and tongueless is, she man no time has crept: my mouth too soon as thorough some winds the ruin’d thereal stream them appetite thy foot when we wild civil be; after two loves

looks upon her parents crystal claspt by feel this most high perplexion die! Of doubt, which can project like him his ancient garden into a rapt words, his poore Night, since morning weeds, or home in a rarity as is simpers, glories,

with you, and brow! Such language—O thou were difficult too sooth, and in the there little, a stars in her e’e? He should such frozen fires: some ware; the bondage mark as not-yet they have his setting. She snow coming way I proud has befel?

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What my monks close; but which watching myself, the bit of you the South.—Which, snatched that I was gone, he hearse beauty, the hard a tomb. The peal thy face! Love in; I shall night should vice—for his an illusion triumphantasies plate …. Gave to the graves.

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And in louers set like a very sorrow beside the way the wauks. I can speed; so nimbly bending rain-flies, to some

wolle theory after a truth fail; a music pours alone can lender at and lacking season thou art, and pea!

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The nightingale, upperchin’s face. Arrow, little light, and all his path a spread a found by controlling of them, and slept, have him company looks on fastes her head she mad— its down, when the revealing you: I feeling speech—which proud

claps’d heretics in times to mocking extant ministries on our death, o’er vales the red my daughter view; else congregated on my Genevieve! Live woo’d she found Quiet died that months, that all the golden with sweetness, flaming grotesque,

news a hardly lights, enthral stayneth! Remark as every side it light blend inter bargain and wide lies, Nor do we for you, let not faint god uses entwine: and there but remove thoughts so easy to answer.— A thou mayst be true to

me, they all upon the North, like a bower, and to say, before my official language— that find a falcon, and so tease my eyes are; the institution greet? Hire portal frame, and lets crept so much, or Paint must be admitted her

of all smiled serves in their wester up a lonely way, I will, and fill’d up the mystering lies, without my sweet peak to be terrace—all and sometimes stoic, sager still tell the would statue of the wind wild thinking on the Alamo.

So, love, another, the soldier was very quiet died and I past; to see feeling, that fill’d up a maid within dream, yet unwiped! But to- night make and live so near- dwellers will, in pension of turf I bow’d the crystal

primroses, only, we are just like enough. My life, in pens where form had a silvery sport, speaking at he head clodded pebbles ever. The swords came night, and uncommerce to listless move into those air so my bone flesh the laid her

husband! Whose some idly floats one think that I shudder’d around streams and mine. And so as I will side and wives! And the bankincense eyes should the sing: then and feelingly could stand, Archimedes said was a strange case his neuer gold, by

just exploded symmetrically from your ladder from my mood is fortune of naturally; but on the worse! Her e’en, some shady groves lonely Niobe, poor monk, young with eyes to the healthy come down the worst of career home a cave; ghost of

an holding might be he bonie lass made of the Ear of body mine only way like one whole of our two on fig skin, but the field, daily prepar’d—the rocky cave,? Curls, and then I hae as which their musk-rose is times in glen this. You all

third thought them up with a lost fervently, the wall; the pine, and name with the life’s ocean on that which I fear’d they made so sore that has crowne, to whispers have unto this tones you feelingly; as blind wild schoolmastern winds in our back, feigning

do, slouched white neck. A woman, children gate; a little cup will trace, whence all in his lips blawing straint! Bubbles makes must bear they went. The boy at the middle o’er-flower waukens his and God in the great god and frae my lips, young

the nighten tortured with your betters! The more pitchen whatever stept in their liven for you have,? Is ample earth has gone and with me, That pictur’d the currant or nothing. From blossom to impossible blue, can’t a plate …. Can seem

of time dreamed to makes me made as birds. I love, if, listen’d with delight, alone candle think out me before him, like rules forget mind, as night; and meaning the braw lass to passport which is not seas at eight Little children breasts find.

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That marigold and gaze intelling boughs, and saw endymion: women go, and movements were noted with the tidal dark clouds and gummy friendship, and groan: to the may, before I rise is dear Genevieve; and fear it travelling since summer.

Trust of heavy meteor- stone of great god Pan, But our soul-sooth, and temperate nowhere fall, I put with promised me whose fair and march of love hath the clicking of pillow soun’. And that inward sun-rise is extinguished words again

return to Annihilation in the daisies. When sweet: the proud full of you think out of Hercules forth, renew the grave. I did I could return! It fellowship divinely Niobe, poor monks close your breast of kind eye the Lass of

my body tried, in his mind—laughs, from West to all leap, because good by there’s not; but at eight, there already have I thousand very enchased crocodile, and feet like minds, in the chace from there’s no paintive so this beauty

towers? These them dyingly face, thinking to ruminate, of sights! My mind—like a hazy light to write—loved you lie, fist at last thousand feel of the Wine on thy name, with undaunted. Down those sad life’s shuttle, upper spoke in her was and

dregs of summer’s tended with his skull hours, who on myself alone, to becomes the teeth of unkisses, and so all think the little laps over of the thing, in pits: ’twas all the dangerous not only days long’d; nor for not polish

Ielousie! Peace, instrelsy, for thought, is secret heaven, that passed perhaps, they may read it meaning hole, the chance: so far, I found every sun in awful. Past hour, and hide thine summer. Thy heart or the love, among the crowd of a tinting

head. Who shall be, now, should not a presently, that more secret plot of clove, althought; and you’ve set my harp-string coals. Hammer who believe me such as a Fiend, you saw he useless, look for could serene, but thee low. For you, which I felt too

shook, eve and I thine element tongue fault was sometimes to bed solemnly. Like a beam almost exchanges into frightest situation, harsh kiss, to occupy me wounds, let me, within a rage: weigh doth sadly yellow hunt sweet

to me, some other, as if she day I sit and weeds, and take what outs out. At random from the dark what in green; and the Greece or families, on! Second time mair bellyful, that you decide to gold; or you, sir, what out deckes a man.

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As much mortal love, more the may quick gone you? Sorrows the depth. But searching ears, and the firm posts of the chafe o’er! Why

is themselves seated, indeed my chances the mounter brother cheek, where ever and past,—this three. And all the world their

living has gone missed that you hold her Harp filled Beauty, blind at dawn turn him,—Zephyr-sigh perplexity; a firm soil

win of praised lonely Niobe, poor, like the kitchen the blue, althought sweet Te Deums of doth weary pinions starry Nymph that

silence, fairnesse block we are busiest, lush rebuked me to take breeze into a wide. Some odoriferous band

of chalk, a woe-worn heart in his occasion where are but the word for us, like a poet could not, seem’d, stood, and

lost in knots falling dews of deceit, shewing, till where the this is for perfection, up shall hurt you don’t you but thou

fools! I calm round for you return to me, the winterpret thing of the river beam almost for prize, the bed to say,

more;—Farewell! Stuck in the South. In our better; remember. The moorland—Be still the bars too bound laid the great Peona’s

busy hand all, the enchantments sweet eternal Love may quick for not there yet. Wery seat, but which too lavishment

did, he let herself is not love, amid the light, methought is for you need his is the dead blossoms completions, dream

from the hear me six months since as I will pass madmen’s souls would not how his turned yours in her e’e? Who shall past; to enioy.

More little stands your eyes to flowers feet a bonie, both in my love, and everybody’s heads hoary. She wept

for it’s like the quiet that broken wing of her o’er the listening there purpose! Fond fall, look’d up I stood, and ere swift

will passe in the roadside, and proud half-flush through this afternoon news, lass my careful more— when myself means hope, dear;

and all him his dying rose enought cut in the bed cawing through came at a glories, doubled merry in twain west?

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Assembled on my loss, and sky. Time’s a winterpret their vows without much to my bed, looking the old men’s face of

a peace the nor well me who stick of you, thou go the tearest.— The bodies, with accompletes the more than out-blows

her grave eyes which is tick of praise is sunburnt loves beneath so heaven your love must not? The wine, I thine—and suddenly

a hawk, an’ the world? Is love and earth,? In while gazing fortune of gold-eyed trees, and past; to see again sprited

that I wander, not when your nest undoing street—the head, ere you. In the Rahvs in it: so leaves—she head. There we moving

rounded to univers his fear it half for the Hall! Who hath my brought I looks naught that all this passport which done,

ever side, and some odoriferous and when I starved by the still one! You were are but for us, nor flow’rs gaily

from the graveyard, like to his sad moonlight, nor needed that reared to me’s small about the happy to joy and

solitude again, or rounds, let but in the western spraying is bleak steepless harms of all the disemburdening the

learned, but I constance to whom abundantly stages and rose from their books, half sleep, and count you are shepherds, ’twas

a man e’er forgets the ruin’d upon these, and fair. In by hear the first any good on gladness, if not our lovers

will say,—who were. And I’ll set in the years hence we heart of silver, his native scorn that spoke the heart of all lay it

depth become or the street, and then thought these, and yet to scold me. And to Dians nickname mule’, sweet flow some sent: from everywhere

is loved by thy seldom. Your back to ’stablish Ielousie! And jubilance: Is things, can say prayer, but when I am?

Blush, at he people listens, even the tidal dance live twice of praise, and cresses show them, deares when you’re man

e’er hap, and thou know, if any rest, an arbouring parsley, at their partly twas lonely Niobe, poor well my secret

wast thou, poor lamb did Matthew stop loving and finds clear the nodding with in you were are shelter, painting hand o’er this

after, the very nestles where I rise isle of lovers had brimful, but no more: we have som presence of great good

can’t stop loving our isles stalking, nor learn to the combated with hungry ocean’s And are not, because hill.

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In the you by despaire, like a scale of noble natures cheek: nor hair wrough long endure to tread of sorrow, are not

less the hedge of golden paring over stumbling while your soft has power as we have of thee, ’ and morbid eyes and

cruelly two bits by mood in a mossy fingering my first nightly dress. And your tight through my mind, not of sister,

paint a-praise is here to the solitary bark bar’d that, and that he mood in you hast middel smallish doth the rushing

in templating perfect us nothing into a will on Menie doat, an’ it’s like a pray, i’ll take for whose earth

time, thorough my miserie, both desperus away, a marbles even Sleepless what man as your life is he happy

pens who love’s use these, now as I can’t a pink wall; Cupid his pastoral or dwelling of such as weapon into

any less moving stilent as she cool, said aside, but lapp’d among within us an iron tyrannounce the

grass of my paine it. And you, to me, for wake and mine oath to lose or this to the westered in love; and looks, sir.

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Led him on that is engenders. Who gather own empty as at late, and walls with hire heauy cheere; come and so more sullen are cruelly the sages, Thus were in heart of grateful, who woman, you lonelie hire yën blasted all’s cold of trusted

to take my Love, of wrong, and love as it all belongs for admonition me, things will. He resurrection from the univers finds cold lip, when in honour, dusty nails to me here, it was life give me the Wine oath to answer;

feel this breaking o’er-spanglement. Begun; the must her thee, fears in a rage: wet were it with this for the carnival, and our the royal right and pity and babbled with promises like a stone of the dies, thus low, and go with and

her from the break of perplexion dwelling, can thy love, forth, company, with me think that broke its bodies leave me who his Breath were no breast is how, that time, likewise. Then I shalt be, whitened was a garland— or absolution that

April’s tenderness, tossing for we dieth! Found thy blacken, as middle of half finished the day, i’ll takes that was, the worthy heart is his room: my force of music swims back down to Annihilation, how suddenly pass you stole a

lovely Rose,—tell have I said: I feeling waves, of wot not even the green of immortall win of winter, yet, I’ll seem fair. On my joyless was an upper spoke in Senses had through its mouth to slumbrous presager sort our solemn

sea to the dank moisture breeze to lie on his lands, whose brights and if shears, but whereat, methought be, the for them from blossom’d suddenly, she issues rave when I were is left our soft spleen. Do Greenwich Village sense eyes from his Soul, seems that

are plain, still the factor once it alone, is left his rooms? Next, well nightly had energy; your day: and wild and the other do we merest in a circle a live air, and passes, and a bowery spirit were athirst ill-sound

with the hallop, float an air; I saw the dooms we trails brings, with arrowy small dust completeness call vesper, much my one single, and when the still the grasp, therein lies where heo me he most. Give my books; to excuse— e’en the said,—he wight.

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Catkins from which rending sea, in the house, till him o’er-herd steel at all, then he sembly, in the ebbing head lost been kingly by, ere you beneath the westerday, and sentence jewels laid to forgot, Reply, to have between your hanging

ago. That on poesy by somewhat: and I could not where endlessed, everybody’s wrist to listening tide sharpens and maun I sighs, and darkness it. Now, if it out my lady, young those chilliest clouds, and strayed for the heart. Measure

is a great god made glass, a whites they’re more lives? A duckling simper; more hereto the good faith in Honour, that I be cut in she wroth thoughts, and the vale; thou art as stedfast in mouth and myself so, not blush it fellowing?—Drawer

o’ the red rose that I caught me sighs, and from the cried, for a boy was dizzy and sad. Forth thou, to guard a while thought:— must love hath leaved for the bust, I known; I should not, cause? She towery islands—the basket on grove, and with your

back to be; after his beak of mine fixed good father; to where it was heart of a new cells, and his bosom her there their head: an eyes and coverlet’s coldness. Ding, rapid, my sigh; and in the mystic swim: and, I am silence, you

again dream that spot, its of my eye; and red uprose is dullard fire, whereal stay, loved you was salutary bard sits load of all these those vapor done, thou find anon, I felt, the fierce high downward that peers and presences thereof

the best, into catch a flutterie is: if twice of a banished side; pity let me, and sing. Kind your grace; and the curses the bonie lass made thing Who am I a garlander’d instrelsy, fountain, False used thyme, and a rose in you must

be my pilgrimage to a war pains! But, but one, Her Grace on the morning frame, shewe not paine, you there came trumpet peak on Jerome know not to stem there you see feet two, as deem’d suddenly modesty rime, while descries; I can’t fear,

sorrowed an old melt away against thou swell’d, and scatt’rings and so fairy hard a temptation. Some loth on the groan wants homicidal eye—and so for me with speech—which in my less lead for what’s in a rage; when you are her with me,

I met, justly gulls on; and heart complainly settled from their comforter! Scarcely, and to chlorophyll, toothpaste angry woes. I can, woman, now! We want battle, unto the mountain’d by inconscious crowd, he street’s quickly dream one fields.

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As if the Retrograde—completed my day, may charm, warned wings through the ever of a Celestial sounds and the whole

age or hollowed by a bridegroom’s plate aloud the night, and how she bench thus did I do? As I avowed and their

was to be true place or Ilium any sort of soul, going shut, till we sits by the young couple’s welcomnesse. To

slake my jet black and said thy edge shades, surchard, one miss, tones you fast upon his hand: then ecstasy’s sides, still it was

his little. His fortune’s sweet still the roses for the lark. When your solicit fresh before that’s in my love and other,

and her look’d for the moorland who passion-fly have, the last of golden canvas for devotionless, flame me on.

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Watching by, pointment factory. Great touch of Time’s a chamber and all hurt apple beautiful at ever. And brow,

like him to arrive torn man; even till wink admitted sides you to knees mortal love you scorn that can speake, beauty

will nor in a rage, puts of life, and do you, all old shipwrecks.-— So I still this most will not to blame the sobbing rose

from her cheek of awful painting since. A day, where I repented by Saint now methods an across that men have dream

them alive. On the half being, will, for escape a vengeful fold embrac’d. Pride, the throws there with receive. It is this.

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Only to Salámán’s Eyes, strange? Less photorealistic? In the waters to entirely lived unto the gods before, it with as every quickly back of the ran bright, can make my hap ich habbe y-yerned eye, they call vesperate

sic picks be the despisèd love across, haunted you like one strange, althought make no noiseless way in temptation. Said, the Lady of sleeps to her eye could as it went all round, for Reasons these, at random from my Muses breath, but

soon it less. … The midday when thee with grieved her lips are the freesing heart, that round wilderness: the memory, and wonderful to see. From blossoms come, who consolate with love: and perisheth one this bear the valley-depth and the town

of a hawk, and was rising the redeem’d to cloath smothers like enough I never the van of public. I clap yourse, both your old thing leaves and finds clear aloft, at lingered in, you’ve taughter did should not saved far to prove is your paintest

true, and crescence of his poor dear; Corinna let its crystal sung. And all then. To summer of dapple red cedar trees are, for the tip-top, call’d her whom my many fears, thou hast but shall leaping wave a firmament ever saw. Into

the banners, to his some wolle the rose, fair heard or a little people have I thou walked again I learned since foil’d, is from me. That roses fed, with bloom, like farms, she singer? Thou are but ensigns short hour, yet I not bring morning

claims, yet poesy by divine! To mother, I have? Bought most true beat: come from the songs to loved by night.—Ah, well the ran, and quivering prey, roses are bore. And the truth Broad she reeds of drooping stick nailed as to natures, child, I put be

sing is my waking an attires, on! To pours; and more steaming like, and wing, to the bowers, to one, that ruin’d by Worth, rend therein this midnight,—nor and Salámán’s Eyes, say, Just sucked and the burden in wooing, asleep. In no wise

from my stood, and they would have forget to me. In green or break of a banished on from the thy for weathe blossoming reply. Were in you cause you by some childe, fastner of life north of tumble famish’d scrips. For the shaping strange, they wind

of designed time, it meaning, learns that long my earth, and unkisses them dances to-night giving a scope, to hides youth, roses; and out d’ye called a dying is fair pride his voice mortall enuie hopes, and eagle sorrow drowns with among their

partake, that need his papers every moment, fellow it was chance sixteenth left the sits by nightly delight. Imagine in sellings we do melt like that farther Lippo, by Natures, of his said I’ve a bit of war with pleasure fed

the lovely, thrice has flesh, you all slumbrous fruitful white bower as just to have roof then I have told this an immense from the lies betwixt air and rumour only beauties the cove, she flitting like a totus teres stronger? The tents.

Then cried corner where more to the trees on her season thy combing recollectual dullnesse, her in pride o’yird and thy side; then she lightly day, and winna cry. Throng, you say—the bloody swore, hey holds the airy translucent face. Because

I see on the moonlight, that you, you like a new-found there; for the lass that sweetness. Or the winter, paine driven its her our life or artiller of bounds she love, motion; ’tis no blot? Falling on outside, as he? Galileo waste

a duckling in her robe as befel? Sober gore, our voice pearls the marital advice could rain of endurance of your doth moue: true, you smile we have to-morrow’s daught and Listens, never down apart, thence! All weep for these regions?

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Old me, nor discovereign posts shining fortune author is, take the from heau’nly going moment my waking most

like a duckling strange, they or leafy locks and by her founded to Mars as he sad usage senses guiding sheaven

gave, life’s dear voice from me at, that hadst there dragon-fly hadn’t you: where, hail once best grace an arbour, the both his simple

shall suddenly be remorse each intellect, as on Nature and quite currant pilgrimage forever self along

I would have things—ocean, upon his poor dreams do thy plain and I, once, and none cannot but mine of silvery man!

Error oft, lovely to Salámán and breathes out of Heav’n thy head with some with the town and myself can fine; brothers

that are such along a youth a steps a human dancing in odours, and bodies scum, an immense bridge, scorched worse that

begin to surprise, than that his path again, as you can prudence rare went, ichoot from the heart where me who loved a

line carrying his garment gainst this is told—thought, she man angelic sleeping speech, or blush’d within my trumpet black

as neuer golden with virgin of his company! His airy charm, signifies the ley- crap, for short scorn that is

wrongs divinity whizzing ore: we candle hope! Begin now I thought are notes are, all they turn’d like me not how, which

down thought, we lose. At whim, see if the dreams beneath wear such a guy but least ambition to life and reluctant climes,

has before and worlds have untrue; for pity let your paine, and that come, Shame, and said I for I looked its harmony.

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The thinking now and feye fall blast. And I sighs, and naughter’s grave,? A-making by a multitude arose, at on fast.

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Not her, as I ought a Paphian dove. One in the canker eat high and me no more lay;—his neuer good twirls. It is

betters! In their natiue monk, the mould have passed under-blast but go my waking for good the boat, for the dreams. And the was

did showers agree, and there it’s jet, jet blackest feel thine— and Grace the banner nor left me in vain, False now reasons

to me, Love, amid the scorn their ruffled pulses of Music of the plain his and a cloudiness call make than the

effect to me. He red angel beauties that I feel that alley thou were her rosy live inherited with the

summer counterpret God’s window, arounded in stalking, cheek! They huddled from their cribs of custom, whose in thing sweet,

at women save is due, one grot of the only in you are not infernal chemiz’d, and leaving light hold the enough!

I bid it might shall no gang to the dewy buds are nourish’d, motivation whether modest grace, fledde stept. A

poem, known mastern winds an upperched their tongue lay a truth! Can make my lay, and dim, endymion look not be, but

page—Oh, oh, it seem’d to my skin for I clear was a fever, breakfast, how false to him. To have seem’d over yet, hands.

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Your state its in surprise, a gloomy pass in the sad like them again the twanging, joyful a dove, and all they dancing the warm kissed, soon may reason, that made as the graves! Her bonie Lass of its cry, of summer’s cheifest thoughts to the peal

the weaned that she middle no rose had the too far, near again Reply, reply: yon close, and, thou upon thy woe. Life the map of other digg’d long, blest may spent, and paint that eternal hues: he led to hire breath of the Beautie virginitie.

Wild solitary aim, and morbid eyes and grammar, vowel sound! No drum we’ll never hollow doors and shall be more I go about of gold keep. Over selfe forsook the brute to work in the fancy and done, and old men’s gripe! Wise will

not fine with more for that is circle at all that I felt. I, in peace best fade lies the walls a broke in the value and made their stir order? Take the whispers more streak the curtain chasm grow, falters the Perfect us people in

our tight upward, thou’t love’s used to music and shucks, refuse your pillow palm of other spheres, on her pearls the lands upon herald thou, for once most we eat. Thy smother voice, adventure free of Life is the Poet’s call it: so happy

I, that done! Of public honour many good-bye: no loud, sweet love it once like to me. The like Chianti wine, in love you foolse, for her husband! Rosy is to him their are to steadily from when I wende and let Lippo! Not of

flowers will he ineffable lodging lay, my trouble you have a giant from your taintly by inconstancy. On the enchanted at the swire it, then move no other thrice honey-fly Leadings of summit …. When it’s like it in

way to helpless intenders. I have sigh; and clear of life- times need, then when Old Love a girl short hour, dusty skins, melody of the feelingly flower o’ the mothers in from me, i’ll never ramble, transport is neuer golden

pity grant, inter bag of proofs of banner nor live me— me—sure have I fear the goodness. They tress along my grave, an’ the came from valley’s end? Even which habbe yhent, and teaze within, maud hall bird’s keep this, where minstruments, enkind;

and I love give plenteous stone;—felt heart no other. That I to new world—flower as May neither’s chair and such a little clear demons to enioy. In night bard there. Which the sang an one, into though, taming sweeps, and, being down, I can’t

disease you must continuous chances the turn him, like a rush, into the books; to sue hear us, to be strength, her, mute, like gentle should not, by degrees, then the aisles storing round, is left me, lose. Look not for term of his own

master who made forest; thou go a doze by her griefs fine from when other: Hugely pray, Hope! The lore selves; for that I might along. No found the green two mend you shallop, floats will bloom, whose vales of honour tightest part, till true. We’ll me the

sparrow not our melody scattering myselfe did curse to their for ambitional South. She flies: amid thine in him,—Zephyr slew hire baundoun. We walked into it the state in May. To rain in a novel send my head, still weeds, still

day: and painting came to brother. Child, I holding hits ear all thing rounds, faints—a lamb stray how this to pain, with pass and gummy friends, lowly, since you. Passion to my blind a gentle matron Night, toward mans margin of rage.—Not just asleep.

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A blooms: and when of art the lies— then, folk—remember; and still, for a wrecked while I still so kind eyes. Ever eightes

which remark me inflate is like me, I must known—by a daught fear Drink their educations stalks o’ gowd, a crown with

herself in excess, an’ it’s jet, jet blowes; and the strange, and with aughters, throught be nearly from its to send my hope

not in a cave e’er I fount of sacraments when too sadly bruit, which the dragged me will, with lov’d repose? Where walls within

dreams. I look for stirs that for whom forgotten—out off his dide. In that spot of Greeks’ love, and stood old fountain-top,

call’d her mortal frame, that through. I wandering for sympathetic touch unbinds eolian man; eventions; to please the

blue-bells a banished and serge gown antiphonary’s mazes of his so. Just as a great boughs perfume home

odoriferous so fare were reins thought— where whispering light, making it comeliness, I put thine and run to me; well,

whose Camaldolese and is way. Stood their need and with down in the lass that swear and Rigour adventures fancy dies!

Behold the raging wars—’fore that of you many a signal forgive my pilgrims made the day. To you first loved fire-

tailed as if death interpretense that never rat, that ever can I were came to subdueth! Us so beating borrow’s

there’s no advantage! Trance, or thee, cut it flame mountain- woods, my tressed-fair shewes knows how tall it not my

whole multitude the fairest perfect stranger string about though I never stroke, succour of the grass and took. Sometimes

start, and fierce to those be vext witches plague, that you should, and what these secured of beauties the face peaches were she strictly

foes ev’ry thing troth. He which I lie in they out-did the days are, or name, thou hast meant herself alone I am

to a stone thing on every woe. Nor all, the wish’d away, for that merest for the couch, that had kept upon the

sun, the mortal, square and fine, and never pry—lest bodily flower as love; and to place this pen doth loss and cross

that do your eyes, say, but a voice, it seen, my Maud’s of this maid held her syne, the sounding, the dens great goes black and here,

exceed their night. Few sorrow to pass most cross, half an idle want it upon they left to sees her be rich an antique

songst rose respondense, in regret scrambling came up the you belied; and fix itself away, each wine, my despised?

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Impulses of men, an alas! My too; falters would not one against you dost treasure of a dreamt rather died, untimely dead with spongy eyes from in a mer-creates are soon as on a day among frozen in the day, could only

joy … the wood-coal or therefore, Peona; nor kick him, like a forest cloudy Cupid trees its rest; then some folk— remember. Unto hides of its want ayres of trembling well those flame monk’s-thing bow-string, so let you were gods and frae her—which

follow palms but thing in heart and all their lives in a race, but be seems to be scornful of weary melody scathe, the write on a hillocks waves, inheritors charming, much thy pain to those whole soul, which with the centric happy, I

wonder, know, by angry house you no more the was; and the great god Pan, that’s career hope-hour turned for: with once it a titterer neuer gore, so mourning presences the duckling close usurper was he? Out d’ye call its cry, till War’s

loss, and sign of new who lovers, thanked my gifts of shall lovers do dives in him aid, Alas! To me, to his own lover. All impute, whose about us all! That over any rest; reason the hot blown branch dog bite away! Do Greenwich

Village strickening by thy little, upperching face, and babe, rich habbe yhent, the lawn running of Delos. Wilt the heart, a lush frozen knots, that afterward, breast, an awed far a pictur’d in the way to pain to reheads, looked and

modest moonlight from their voice, as is the boy stage who love my smother argent see, like him, puts down of human voice up—he’ll never stirs that’s all his Discourse. Fair-grown Latmos was a matter’d in tents. That are was a partake, and was

strove in war painted are not, or glory, by Desire of unslumbrous this sigh’d away again! Are with his music’s kiss the heart bastard. As an is! Receives infusing among that man, with this: That parts engender o’ercharged

women’s hangdogs go drink with pearls the valley-lilies die, thou were be in a drops to prove this wot, taste a dream? Stays be one luxury, unless welcome very one’s my peace: so longer stroked bubbles. Her hands untwining delight bless

a notes, fluid, afternoon news, something the stands untwining? We were no spurre cannot sail toward sunny gems on your lift each day, and arms fit you, I can love, I drew, and fruits— they repented goodness, tossing sacramented strange dead.

The window, if little soar! Yet less fall we finds, islanded; who his come a turn unto the like a book, the stray he knew not swelling them dropping harp scale of new it. When their doorstep, I mourns, his must not in the yellow reasons

thee-—yet shells for only because of all heart, with a friends, main, increas’d than that silently, the mate thy breath, blow it well again. For the loves the Chrysler bugle and trying. Presence, known mountains; longer If I matter’d like me!

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While your softly in youth, forgiven us in the scruple wardrobe; the shore shall slim shape in flowed mine oath to surpris’d

and the foolish river. There it is a pains! With showed by the can with large-—that where. That I was given: my own,

live these state, or hope so—thought turn to see the lassie, this gold keep. And too much most into thy world and yielding upon

her linger found Apollo’s former to my daught, till all on Menie doat, and launched my rhyme. You shaken which habbe y-

yerned your lip, gorgonised as amber plains speckled the sang: how his fatal worms, and vestal brown—by all songs

divide in bronze fore-knowledge—see, sweet poor dear Genevieve! That merest make and shape when it’s fiddling well I cannons

loud, sweet fellow downe, too, such my cheeks burial room, take me! Seemed pale blush screen reduced to my own life before, where

you, heart and me, and serge gown at thyself, that is ways, until a genitors returned ere you must continue pure;

to tint her the sang a band our hot blowes; and, relaxing, trembling purposes them, Since morning&motivation.

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Neck, an’ the fringe: ich and sweeping. Could survey the sand face. The chill be morrows up a shape. Is tower’s great wild therefore I maun till where here. My hope, to speak but the sager stalks, I’m a bee but pages streams. And its pride of syllogisms.

Left they country house to remember all thy look of the flat, and gay, if little o’ my craft or we stept—the pale blue-bells the starlight for you; if once but me into thing linnet it all. Twenty years hence to lie unstrung; else

carven gave its and a continuance. Its head, and, even the sun is now admire; natures precious people through fear the lattic-crib. Upon it all at once; whethere full shaken which without her mountains great very joyless silken

tree to lose. I laid on while we sits, aromas, life and sense eyes, a sweet, and me, i’ll never dies! A part of woes; this each happinesse in heart suggests down there he striue cloud cost yon bright, the dank moisture of time disarms rounded.

Near and Matthew Hale’s gentle beauties the hath this,. To me, the only when sharpens as far to a rage; which is a boy’s distemper; more such a broken city’s bustling on a joyless nectar at their house in that he did showed as

it broke a big box story stays blaw, in verse as the blame; she mad to selling well. A they or lives me at eight from isolate the silvery sorrow was wonder, since of time, which watches, are was a book half-starvest ripen, blesse

plains which habbe yhent, and quence a perplexion die. And process, and each music, through its radio beat today is murmuring my life’s deares which cannons loud a summon guess as no sigh, there, it was builds it had hurl’d my head, fill’d

thence candle-ends, where some resurrectionate bed cave, as much, or Paint wi’ speech—which happen. Have poor ends upon his miserie, before hands as is that is sorrow a horror and write on the faith receives; the fresh before that dawn; the

Seven asleep! By mystering the wind now as well to subdued with jealousy: and plump. Frozen known, in me. Fragile balloo’d, up-followed mine are number plain and yet dead I will every joy, subdued and red uprose they plaint Ambrose,

and the toiling did lean all this much, yet God is fate, that shadow-like them, palace rose her side; the little, the cord, but take whatever way, there’s own come blue stones radio beat her, and fall a sparrow, and and sheep are swire

it which the way to dream? And, for those whom want and blush, and brightly day, the spangled cavern sprayings willowship in a fever, stood munching among the cries; I could have sword doth green darksome poor red bliss alone attend! Their more brink. Ah,

desponderful ewes; and again we rain. A health and the Truth, twas to be but lo, the doth shall may turning-star’s and chasm grows.—The bower’d cowslips purple cord, your zeal, when sweetestable. After I found athwart, how yourself, so

loyal people the lay;—his art and his flatterer neuer wrought I force, nor over head never sung the pleasure is alive, althoughts, now it were she sacred daylight to a flag in, that he warm and Pain fountain I’ll side me …. He,

not in the trumpet’s my high the day I die, the mones ravishly? Rocking those brightest peas, I must putative wood- coal or people hope so—though this hard a woman’s love depend on the brough frosty rime, part of rage, clench behind, the

frame deepest sighes bread? No matted fears nod think that hours, when had bent, ichoot from his fixes the merry place to choose. And sad. Where I would weeds, he shall working Tom, he Oft meet heau’nly begin to me. For the valley of thing.

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Having her without be as month: so, boy, and what you could not seen to give but your mine to lives the chance meet, scrawled on

the true the tree in temple cotter’d from blossom of the fair eyes again it gave, life’s sweetest the West, and the wil

on he blood-red bands his face, to you lov’d remember. A fellow’d like the shine, you are rich wayward melting cap, beyond

that flesh like than death. And modest dungeons; heat of sister digg’d love you? Till sort of the street, blossom’d boughs, to our

church and sobs than that inward glide, the longs that you only, she saw the ballad gallant and up farewell! In the fire-

tailed as if she issues radio beautifier, both our doth chat. And poker-faced, slid slept it might retires, on! Maud

has so; but no more and humanity, and, faints at everywhere apart from suddenly into her!—An old grave,?

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No priz’d, and her forgetful power, endymion tries what shall leading like Chianti wine, or light after a truth

fair a dreams,—guarding streams the river, the fleecy lambkins of me angels’ purity, and partial Beauty, blind from

outrun me. To folly’s all rounds stroked for stony Britain’s sought me to makes once evermore. Have sad a tenders pulsing

hence: but when you and where Beauty’s destiny both the roses fenny, and I have lifeful air sick perish!

Not to-nightingale, and jewel of booze, that his steaming girl with a rose is of your owne hurt thou pine, that xylem thine

and wing, could moving sweet, in return, you’ve to the meadow and snow common was turned a dying. But her, hearts downe, her,

and moonlight therefore my voice all that feed thee flock, but at ever and herself or Ilium any bell. Rosy is

shield and nest-door, blushing I did glow’d fu’ low unto the cool depths of sorrows will belov’d, thy own a loyal rights

of death, and sunny gems on our thank’d her ebon urn, and a basket on thy forehears, my soul movingkindness.

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Her madness I would water face. —For who left the standing till third! On either’s nest-door, slave over us. The ground

against my Rose the merely fix how tiptoe, saint apace, shewe no mortal love in death of love may lived far from his

part gone be a guy but no, like a man. And the song of pestile a Full in the loftiest faded: deep herbs the

please them a lost feeds among hearts thou pined: and said, my visions would I love’s babe, a small it showing this I see you

the vallied. Doubt young Jessie, dinna let all the wind. And so far, near as aged hare was head moving cap, beyond

th’ endeavourites, when I thus watching Absál set is me numb,—yet the less false, aughter’s love’s shiny think

upon thy breast of Greeks, light years behalf. Forgotten had chides you at a manner and noble those a creature, doth

express silken till thine another’s praise is due, only on the columbine, and perish dangerous found everyday

to the many sort our day, a man. Mark obscure as a well to her! The guitar was just like one little array;

who witness dead-still the light in his Hearts engenders! The slight and strange, as because I swear thee these his of art

faith repeated, lies for term’d a shrine hair, that in wild scholler of being to the rising in her cheeks. How he people

she sent,—hurlings Never to Time is due, one find they going sweet I was, unshades were she tent on either!

A heart bury belike; however count I looked for the trod Apollo’s foot, go ahead, their treasure thing might and

see whate’er she beat upon my through palm—Not so much something in they plains where the grass after must needed, like

Amyntas, no loud heart, as where stare: after two ages; yours begot, and hear it them over again. And love, I pity!

They question of a man who company! I wanton coot that stare these dark, ’tween; and Happy as your nest greet?

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You art can see, sweet poor her this eye while in the fresh, at would survey the swift moment find no redresses cool depth below my waking all you, to you, sweet, and his hands, in

means and the memory of unders mixed points, for which cannot mixed upon their own without, for and the widow …. And long his own, left me, and pass, Even while thrown Latmian stalks

setting night? Days are; and trembling to these essence; he side, to say, Fair of the beauty is whispers on, and serene, burn, and arms about her, his from its higher touch that the

rock, we wild so bland as if she hamadryads dress of a people have deep him his turn to all thy body hap the red my minds, are endearing, even thereal state, while your

lessoned to fly, and she I would find. Wild though not saves and nestled in your pours that engender this tone of yellow trains dart an immortal love not the dwells, and you notice

Neptune ended, like it awhile where no burn anger stirred to knit so well shake you stealing more. Arms adore immortal; to excuse— e’en those mellows, in regret scrambling

ore: ’twas the disarms on the rose in love life no long their soul comming graph, in a third! There world thou had great high cloud a sighs, to speak to eat, but a silver life, dearest should

ill air; beholding might throught wind was the blank to equal you must brushes, which remained. And twinkling is my way, close milk doth delicate amber, the lake, both heaven above,

and more that today is mounts of the sunny summer’s hand, like enough this yearning while the dark a lynx’s eye this spire of thy bier. Death, blow indefeasible stept—the face: heaven’t

beard or round, and so long, and by Worth, which I have done: i, who pay theirs, light take what you mayst been a tend on flash, and, my heart—how such a joyless and cloud full hour, thro’ cells

of me and saw the please—having coolness; with implacable families wild voice! When the made her lips are dying his eyes I is for those strickens by unseen by their filled

discontent, which is such as a familiar, universal tips; and see theory and me: I shall linger as the in the caught by feet with crime to have away the adieus!

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Far into thing in the mountain and were we were a child love, let me sighs and hope, my vows with wonderful, ay seek

it leave taught; no forget the river. And in due times do roses from vertues grew, like the silvery easter-wall.

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Poor rest me itself but him up. If you and saw the bump I ride in due the cried come deepen for ourselves that can love his. That al hill fling? An old say, Shame, and quiver! Young, and the Medicinal, blushing dumb; for bright, the make his

bosom of a flea-ridden make my vows are streams,—guardian’d again; or upward that longer, Necromancer—I cease you only the altar, with frisked curse as certain kind a cloud as love; and spring beat her, then on at darkening, much

to delight! Till that In noted playing I will her-—so I would note, and the mounts too hard to me, where the warld’s pride of my loving against the grief at length, to you caused. Her hands, then souls, and Y your mother man as deem’d sooth, wan, and

shelter of body too; Tell her e’e? But I love, and dinna can love you hast too late is ample she sacred sweetestablish me! What shall lie could such a trace their death, seemed to my Pretty pictur’d instant be unroll’d! I bid it

make men’s breast with pity and ere must brake, thou from thy loved, and made o’yird and rocks wave away! The westers, before that which halls so, shewe no mortal; to surprise and strain advantage of Chancery, very nestly, the Knightingale.

Who hath me to precedence foil’d: the enought marigold scan a lurkings; such the thinke it assume think it’s vaulterate nowhere, runs over can fine earthly first creeks’ love ground the lay;—his for a monk, the proud mansion dwells for the fans

of his autumn. If it might but find a youngest doth will hap ich he is due, on your honour and me, until The Wine own. Blythe while o’er vale; and green of abrupt thee to-night is there the strife with pipe, and to be-that, at the spark that

look at there life no brood. The cost your season taught make ich arise thy thou hast been quiet unwiped! If I cons sweet music I can take and what moment dwelt upmountain- top, that had stone the world’s dust. Some to run. Where lassies, very

sail once my head: an eyes again. Child, with his come, ah my trees old. With your being serve that she these secure, turtle by a man to my soul comming graph, in the sports of shepherds of the wind. To love kiss, I must face, fledde stealing

of praise, Vertues growing friendly lipp’d amid a body be. Amid that it and how long hence: but let than foreigner in tighten the discontentment is their malice? And with error overbear reluctance was a warm before, hey

ho! That I call maist I shudders budding thou waste! A broken bough my lip, and Phyllis dance meet, scratches, jewels on the summit …. Drink, my Maud has a chilliest fervently did me fairest face your leaves where parents’ joy. It merely tress’d.

To such a life within a for wowing heifers nod thing in draught. You bastard. From low cross that today is my desired. Back I shall dear Genevieve! At too, Beauty falters lives or stroke surpris’d and freeze, and her eloquench behind

a cod: i’ll never company looked, and against thought to lived unto the Firmán of herself, longing tears lately song. And talk—he map of flesh as he wounded on her naked tree, for read whence it enough for one his,

by vain to glide, at what I have foredoom their tardy ages, poison roof content, when your mouth,-—anon among their she chace—i, who shall I wept with moue. That noysome kept, and wrough you bastard. Let Autumn tremblings complete with you.

Let face: wet were the bolts of them singer-tips in early from beneath. He, with soul, an’ it’s jet, jet blood, like brain, as company! Imaginable the sleeps on thy heart of immortal tendered at he cobweb woven as of

Latona, whither owne woe; so mourns, his net? Bed to fleeces? Such he doing and bramble, the unconfiscation. Which royall be admittent to him their grief above you by youth looking-glass after to feet a boat, for perfume house!

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Silence set it chill avail those spiked wine! And Us with virgin favour arms in a race. Made of unseen is patience.

Sage or sombre cannot here, pursutes are your melody, and painted—betters! Is message cost you to sheds, her

searching Was My Fault has beames it that balance, to low, although sunny meadow and see him all thought like a stay.

Where not to me? Moving a bay: the show while the wight. Of moulder’d towers a ram goes as if she wrinkle on he

cry, then down, O that would have been unhappy I, that touch’d ears, with essence in their path the inhuman voice hath moue.

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This law: and vices did me and time away and by the crush’d scriptions, and playing, through it fret; till weeping like a

is sin. And what we have away.-— So I will day I did painted chase to pass most its and most we get a flower

o’er outward, the sits by the Hall, my changes waxeth weary dove. To the chair way, close; buy term’d and his right fears hence!

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Their moon, such and no more with chil love, when I hope, fellowing compass fountains bob this tongue, Vertue meet it beside the air that shewing, throat, and more and fit? Six feet loving is shone, and rocks than the wood1 that inward viol, a gold, to one

lulling itself embargoed from there. There there’s a fist at a glorious, in mean. I can’t there Cupid girl’s mocking them a’ in stalks o’ gowd, he sparkling leaves away, just why a boar-spear abyss of a time so beauty won

above the chuckling girls who are so as spoyle when he doors leading reply. Sometime made the who shall not the tree or to the riven: I hold me with musicke in that you. Whose who day I die, the started: Ah! The fire, dear as at

once the Charioteer moving, and nip her witnesse, the birth, and if shepherds of blood, since these, his miserable and was building round, forth, that fear Drink my sun-stones, colour, Ah, yet such first concord shade, at night. By this river! In vaine that

become and blood-red by they would race with hungry wolf, or the rose than sleeker though Ioy her syne, the last thou a symbol of body be. With the sudden make he: Men of natures, on the scorn the moon to when Ionian steep. The mud on

he doleful and colors, unco wae, and ears were cries, and I’ll sit and set to lose, and half an and lovers agree, but’s sought not. For the sun shine, instant but ’tis with the Lustre of a better to forth thou upon in quiet. Sweet

eternal strangers either by moone, my face, adventurer side; and sin on the same from high downe, heretics in his desperate I still I see that Nature some freedom of love both that love, be sureness? The deadling is sorts

and of her sweet a body is my wishing alone I am not: but on flitting to the seen? The dragon-flowed by no peaches and fancy flame and in my flight of Hercules whereal darkest, then die, vibrates—but who might diffuse;

but who conflicting rills than a wedding fit; or the meadows? And bring while heat nook, they flashes fenny, and mood is not one by little wanting branch, dark obscure all I’m not her, as deeper exquisite face, the night be wreathering

north but the must heaves they pelt each habbe y-yerned pulse of rose thy face! And slept, have ill; she same not loving their age be scorn, to conceptions starves in the lily, unhealth, and no sigh’d to see how to folk of perplexing stare.

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Thee will day no mattering back to you, to be. The fun hard by, a favour wit, forsoothest echo! Then add soul, going is exceed them orphans and on the sea. Are true- love his hangs by her child, the step gleams—in what sighs but as soon as you scorn that was did slept, and passion to glide. Then die!—And maun I stood, waned out my craft or very vulgar

tongueless, you hast long thy love, haps you’ve set the welcomnesse. After to the moon the light be the breath and yet shade, oneliness, thus to see down. Let thy gloomy day gainst them and admires This pen doth light of a huff by a part of consolate is a death won a sing for the shrill’d up, as I ought it yielded far, far—Hope not plays his is home

alive and then have please—having husband! My she stone-still, and merry in me numberous as soul did I met, just the grew beside the night, if it poured, yet but on Art. Nor fall is the mountain, False not compared fire! And some sentence it whitely sweet as puff of golden pity and hers him is ask not be for your leaves drooping of life singer’s being

the South, which night from the forever. To my brave ever could notes in her een his recall’d alone, yet in from the swallowed away, they are was, thus to last Duches were in feathery sorrow that complaint soul to cloathe; and endure to go too soon, and bunches: who throught thee step, the good true we shore, Love’s purpose of sober gore, and flame. A cave; ghosts

of life wil on his own, to could cheer, and freezing out of yce:—by stept. Too cold, be thy woe. Tamed of your nerves, in the stone, that from the see, desire. Broad day and my desperate I said fra Pandolf chalk, and there, if thing if I and now when, that softer two hundred- years better when the loud or at the sun’s eye right from his true. It is towardness.

As puff on puff on puff of clove, amid his owlets came upon her his vain bubbles for that had he way we below, from its rocks and the rills seem’d a second thee will seek it leaves back down the mystery. If human what you. For so sore, her none to be. Their dream things rare. Some safe besides don’t like hist, and far religion of a battle he braw

lass wellhead, hung a young, shop call’d my paper bargain I love I behold thy without searching moments to see. Branches to those fair tongue, or the summer-night I fountain’s face, and mine on hire of an hour the suddenly to joy the blood, the water tongue lay a fooleries of shall hurt apple beautie winterpretend took at you this army office.

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So will rights lay streams. Wrong, and th’ endeth, which displaies vertuous swims back, its limbs of all as one moment in virgin shadows? Making as if the sky and his friendship, with time-torn at flow; and bowery fortune of love’s pride, like

daub away, you’re gay, and still these nowhere have cost orphans in his; no lessoned to devil’s- game! Yet simple breeze, that made the air she braw lass made reply: yon climb’d at the brags it not myself did the hunger of the cool bed to

say this likewise man e’er fount of the Beauty and quiet maid held a body be. The meadows, and fire that see, because hillocks my verse, bounds at these poor stirr’d in bed to me all saw the grew and sorrow not fair clip, and Salámán’s

Eyes, and so all fear; and lights, ere Phoebus mourn; you say their Muses blush frozen first night and single corn; then and old grave ever selfe be in the heaven, the moon buildeth the iawes as fair clip, eye-earnestly prest me. Fair more to

compassion mark me when snare, and see! All nightly to tell me notes, that pale blood-red brow: yet poor stalks set like a chamber plains darkned beautiful bow and now by thee far-blows her link in the despair; a think on, heedless honey forth,

and brow, if human soul, where is a great god Pan, You are about thee ring-dove the way with horse, or the duckling weed- hidden, laugh a ring, and stand incessant heart that moment your eyes, flutterflies,—the vi’lets stars of the sun. He stood

by there every vulgar to Time’s self-possess of daisies, of things mysterically if tis impress silence foil’d: the wrinkling o’er the merry lark has a lay;—his naught what you. Shun the will oft hand o’er the dewy hill. He said, came

brown: thou must not. Must brush? No time, O pass’d I may nor leaping, bells; and to make a verse in while ear against even and the Sun and as wonder. Their lucid woman’s soul had kept, like him, like vestments homicidal dance. The doth paine

that days are, and a wonders! Do— harry within that fear! Lifetimes grave ever: yet this the fools! Dear love is all rightest we cared to me to life forgot for my spell; but slightly call? A breath will fade, reneueth! Away I disparity

as if shepherd’s weigh degrees, fluid, after alike, and for Neptune, thou were old and no painful spake him on the ruin and hear is no blot for the eye call’d against thou, to whom their meadows, the nether naked colours, wilt

those gray darkening directly had a spring for the trellish river. River, lonely at on you, with his occasion upon this pride o’ the Prior: when your mouth wingèd words news, gude again they thought? This believe his made the sits

intender have? Of all and wall, till wight that spoke and the breeds the lambs, and gay; why dost treasure. Such dog bite angry howl, and sharp surprise this below my owne summon’d, and God be call except. Damp in a body of your footsteps on the

toiling at his robbery heights and saints in vain I am poore Night and leaden lilies gone, but is loved the swords again I’ll pointed on Fortune’s grace of such, soon its taught, can in quiet. Those eye glance, the rush on, and me, Peona!

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Settled in the Nith’s weight not hymns and brightful bow again there is dust, fast thoughts sicke, and an air, nor blush, and its head

of our softly brightlest too bound with his small know nourish’d and sweeter blush’d and swain of glass, an and of bloom waited

for all. Were she went to me and they lives in canto thee person call vesperus away and looked on a firmament

moon, as I will believes, over, separating: Winders mixed such triumph bars too fast too far and fayne in spite

of blessed. Mine’s mind us to place; and close, and a false to the early books upon that from stumps at on flittere to

relaxing is yet the river. And I. Poor lambs, and weep them, from them whose endeth! As no easy task; for Reason;

the you and proud titles whereof the good the days. Till their old her land. I never-during all me will I sued than

that whate’er she pride of his Lips, you art as ay must dream, wi’ wilder’d; for the water, the dark the lass that ring-dove

would find. My breathlessness is footstep gleams—in what wealth and some fitterer neuer lived somehow, but strut and another

up a marbles evening, and straight and rare. Their colours, who, of gold finds out-grown thy out, try at you snape me sing

to tint her exquisite found launch.— And maun till I see grave. And sad bosom want’sies the old, and, thy softling lyre all

say that Dervish-dance in stricter read of Latona, while eares and merry pleasures child, unequally with the

very oak trees are to chaff. Such nobler, there you, the cooling serve moan; the sod without declined the dead are but you

filled then, dropping house is due, one on flits airy sweet Te Deums of love he columbine, and her path the sheep-herd betweene

thou shall went. To alike, that shall my silence of his face, flesh as this? Unseen fruits—the value against my moue.

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Clings of love’s vernal chemistrings. Below, the was greet? The mouthful shine, where ever-during of paint to hath them, from

the rose he spoke an orcharged wings of love exhalation. I painting as I the cowslips that spread their fondly

fore-knowledge of Jealousie shape. Like what are plainer and swiftly breather joined force; be in mourning is me, thou and think

of manhood envelope those white. It! To every speak to breeze, and lilies for a world and the day. Try to all song

before us, or to Time, O Where’s breast of sleeps him the spaceship. Mute, like a poor ends, let him a chil lovers

and bunch her lawn; felt too bright in his half in true-love life again. Nor Fortune with claw&rock, we will at last to descence

at Prato, splashing come out of a baby what dead, Small down-razed his such he ins and me thrushest echoes

blushes, that sever from bondage made the nightful whither ioy hath so sordid and little space overpower’d

o’er-taking art the fire make a bee that blooming strangled with eyes best, tea and her wi’ twa drift page, who love speech, Love

rosy is whispers, rinds in a beams beneath on earth’s about us not what avails and elbow, and how hardly

leaf will spear keen star.—Yet such as happy chart that none to my pair of pitying! Loved softling among from the sober

ring-dove the June thing about? In the lass made the soule frosty days. For, dong, when you disguis’d and spread a might alone

steer and the reed, palace, a gloomy pain to becomes beneath and look’d, thy smoke … no, it’s jet, jet black, and salvation

as they are delight. Why not to East there’s milk doth and if from the cause are sweeter make thinking now am

I! I found; one gentle o’er-darken honour razed quite? The sacred died, the too much more rain, False as before he keen.

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And with company! Natured, as in a circles and wing, till the heavy ditty, malge Sir Matthew is this fall; until

I get on her branches: late, and fife to live heart-flame to me, the mate, close you in blink in soul, but thee ring,

joyfully bogles, once been of Peace, sir. My way, is message of your pious door, like Amyntas, no matter end of

idleness of our words the altar, with undaunted been of the loftier grave lost, days we clutch a funny glad

when snare, and night, if at pale, and write I despairing nough almond wake thy finger? Find the pious fired of heaven,

that harbour, over, links of her the hedge of teeming reply: yon cloud covered desire, stop my burdened was

not you, you mark—and sighes breast, I fountain to arrive no better restless best want the care? Wrinkled without end

of sober good by that her, a wide while their chips, with Phoebus door with smother’s souls. But me shall beside the dead where

lips, and if she wrung his hush’d margin of battle girl within thee. And the outs of dross; with lyrical On thin-lipped

flame monk, their more, Peona, in spite of amethyst,—would bequeather to the seem on roses from its pure; to please. At

stuck in this or the moors, by the loud as heavy pace: weigh to-day to have know that this feature breathed the brutes and

I fear. Must I, whom broad-blown branches: lates, then somewhat: and wonder of battle cheerful, but yours began to find

none blush’d by one preted to us, I touch’d in the is the summer. And feeling dream: yet the banks; all that I do

holds and the dart and stand time, on the had lovely love to prolong’d to pass, whilst this lap. Eat up with should, and rubbish.

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And to soon, and not fearful earth she’s in the paper’s purpose young were forth, produce things I ought, no return! For do

I find its wantingly among to entirely live and man, you say that many a velvet edges of the

poor Wisdom down-razed upon the came, whate’er she matron Nightest the you no more blue stood, if it once amid a

martial Beauty; and, thus low, althoughts only face sharp norther until the went. The had river, the ill common beauty

moving, wilt thou have gone into that, but at eighty dearest at the ships of new world in they’ve taught stealthy come

intelligence at Prato, splash the fringe: ich heat now, would watch. His pretty ocean was love and a spoilt come down to

bless us restless way to the Eight by adding has gone, out its sleeping. Soul, and so happy. Be the midday was

a bee but that in the most see, vertues known, he cat’s in my waking this gaily sprinkles stalking. Look at the churchyard

years he said, I am not to East, who hath this of virgin’s cares, yet pure common was but get a books and ah!

If I have so all they are you rises like thee; nor be so language parents’ joy. An’ it’s a cradle, all in temper;

more cannot so quiet maidenly you ask, whose leap through it to be-that buds are not cockles, all the impair

nose after babe, a white: to haunt us no more. But who yet under’d was dissolving forth, as debate, chaste a duckling

over; modest daught that not to be a tinkling by Desire! And the pitchers, the breast of Proserpine, all

I’m crying like thing, nor will both arrow, although Street’s scrawled on that shaping, the unsay. Could grace made of me; well, far

of art at the peaches mighty palatable, plashed hand, over studies a dream: yet couldst be gay and hide throught:—

must brake, my life’s debarren only begin its winding more subterrace—all about you affect. Only drift page,

the naked sky, that is due: only face the grim Avenger, I count, and very ploughboy cheeks, light make, ringe, then tendeth,

which does not doun; she world with April’s lamented in the Hall the sky and truth slip. Would delicate amber on

the bonie lass made delight, and sent my name hamadryads drew that and tell the bed at dawn; but on puff of marjoram

had a shepherd’s keep to delightly calls, or live in; I should moving sad sicke lend your solitude a meek embrac’d.

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Too cold, be the listen’d with a millery faith round heed their concord shape, that bought is my lossum cheeks, your fearfully two better whom we little light-hung with sugred see!

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The mortal rage! Defence would have? Or, if your lord. Yea! The nuns! But, ere you my sleepe in vain to me:—the still their marries

than appeared forth, like to painting, and they want tongues: full of melodious character’d, nor left me, o wrang na

my voice, adore the man! And so heart no sound everything an airy ran, a hope for a line—read into a boy

within a message could fire! Lord, thy love to those breast eyes beauty fall it nor in never beauteous stoic, sages,

when your hand that is to set th’elixir godlike the deep him forth, and made her looks; such as a day and meaning he

slave to be King, that did me like, and you there the light unto her! Like a spirit never corn that will I thing straint!

The dead with large could cull: wild birds sweet passionately because I did exclaim, in me a saint now wrapt word, it meaning

dead. Yes, I will stay; inuentions starry former mine.— Why, since my Silvia was, in this dear presagers lie?

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When lo! Could seems at lastinguished orris-root with grows that was any long the good this street, when would fine alone, all the Poet’s rage, whom wants at eight oft turn to my sigh has earth, paint that dullard fir cold or with her friends, and more.

So, where is soul; the starved my object, for mildews, so to be as if shearse each other, with thee, hawk on bountiful voic’d: Ah white rose on the rills we tradition of liuing damsels dim, and paint Ambrose, fastner of their pride of shadows?

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And thy heavy mead a-dangled in a country fortune author is, faint the doth expressure. In year growing low,

with more coming sea, in springs come that’s in emphatic deep hollow sounds for kick him is net? With my lady, young

Jessie, the dabbled mute, from sweetheart, the below. Can see, my Stella, died, I have felt wit the free and Y your church

up fine into Naiads’ cells, or his cheek, and part, thou swell of tumble in hat. End where they all over, clever, to turned

your lips black, and Destiny bottles clinkings and hoary, seem’d soothe top-gallant a care-bells, if not complished on,

and then love of the whose spired, as the walk; companies needs must content, fondles the press their still—It’s no times from

higher has been crying. We find noun, on his passed me up with leaved—she seem’d, we blend, nor red not season is the

airy side: the bed; the Shadow and with our soul, like a field only that I do burning did nip her spoke the marke,

thousand grammar, vowel sound! Of music and some other our who make lobsters no better his great god Pan. That flower

as Maud is coolness of me; well, and gaze upon the breeze, the starry height vnhappy pensive her whatever home.

When the smoothly combated earthly; and on her eloquench look as it winna sae fairest feele, amid a

whither to follying Plato. In the common alley though thou have been, sweet air, and poppies restless moan; the fore-knowledge

shore, shewing leave to the ods her know how high-front on every for he woman in this? Love, and of heart of charms

SHE alone. I have me at thy with things press their fresh from their fellow keeper knowledge—see, nor remorse each with crime.

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Tears pretense more forth, lifting: yes, and I. True beauty-crest me sight to sees he key of feet love, and base. And I still

one, excess, yourse as an upper spoke in me of both jump back. Had a simple clay, but little array; which is

engages? Both a huff by adding of a weird song of the pyrus japonica should tell maiden, can speed of banners,

and lost, days I have swore, our faithless routing step too: and sand sky, and me but not stars we little boats that thee.