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Not really in the DC fandom and I don't really read many comics but I've been seeing some videos and posts making headcanons about the Al-Ghul family being Muslim and it pisses me off so much.
This interpretation is deeply rooted in Islamophobia and the ignorant notion that every Arab is a Muslim and therefore a "terrorist". The Al-Ghuls are not and have never been Muslims and any parts of the religion found in their characters are likely due to the fact that Arab culture has a lot of aspects of Islam mixed into it and because again, people think that being Arab and being Muslim are the same thing and a lot of the comic writers are white Americans who commonly have this misconception about Arabs.
I'm not going to go into the specifics of everything because 1) I don't know all that much about canon and 2) this is a little hard to explain but I will give several examples that pretty much disprove that headcannon because The Al-Ghuls do things that are considered major sins in Islam on the daily.
Ra's runs an assassin league/cult and despite what many people think killing people is a major sin in Islam except in very specific scenarios where it may be excused like in self-defence or in war. And what the Al-Ghuls do? That isn't excusable in any way.
Ra's' name in and of itself is proof. His name means the Demon Head and I promise you a proper practicing Muslim would not call themself that or commit the atrocities he has on innocent people. I don't know if this is true but I saw on the wiki that apparently a character named Gerhardt asked him if he was a man or a fiend from hell and Ra's, said that he was both and neither and that he was "Ra's al-Ghul". A Muslim would not associate themself with Hell, a place where evildoers are punished in the afterlife.
Talia committed zina (fornication), yet another major sin, and wears extremely revealing clothing despite the fact that modesty is an integral part of the religion.
The Al-Ghuls drink wine, eat pork and apparently Damian was often fed ox blood soup as a child despite the fact that all these things are explicitly forbidden for Muslims to consume in verses of the Quran. (To clarify a bit, in case you're confused about the ox blood soup, Muslims are forbidden from consuming animal blood because it is considered filthy and harmful, much like pork and wine.)
Not to mention the whole thing about Ra's nearly being 500 years old and the Lazarus Pits apparently reviving him every time he dies... but that's a whole can of worms I don't know enough about to open
So yeah, the headcanon that the Al-Ghuls are Muslims perpetuates harmful stereotypes about Islam as a whole. There probably is more to be said about this topic but unfortunately, I haven't read many comics and have only watched a few of the DC animated movies so I can't say much more.
Feel free to correct me if I've said something incorrect or missed something important.
#might be a bit of a controversial post but this my opinion on the whole thing#tw: opinions#apparently that's a thing now#giving trigger warnings for opinions is crazy but whatever#dc#dc comics#ra's al ghul#talia al ghul#damian wayne#damian al ghul#league of assasins#little bit of a rant#I'm not saying they're bad characters cause I don't know nearly enough to say that#but they aren't muslim#and if they are it is in nothing but name because they are not practicing Muslims#from what I've seen Ra's seems to think far too highly of himself to believe in a higher diety but I might be wrong#and I've seen clips of Damian saying that faith is belief based on an absence of data so I think it's safe to say that he isn't Muslim#islam#muslim#islamophobia
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Into Good Night
mephiston ⋆˙⟡
a tiny blurb so the brain worms will stop eating at me until i can get a full story out. god knows if anyone has ever hugged this man, by the emperor i shall be the first. unedited as i just needed to tell myself a bedtime story.
a lack of rest is not easy or healthy for the mind of a psyker. resting once will not hurt
warnings: none, just fluff :)
rage, rage against the dying of the light
do not go gently into that good night.
but perhaps once, and only once, it would not hurt to slip under into a sleep like death. just a few minutes, mephiston promised himself. maybe it would not hurt to pass his time by resting instead of pushing himself to the very limit of his power, escaping the enveloping warmth of the rage right before it consumed him, again and again.
over and over.
the only other being that resided within his chambers was an assistant of his. they were one who carried around countless vials of blood, always prepared to drive them into the thick skin of mephiston in one of the many cases he had ever slipped too far.
but this being was only human, yet tasked with such a great responsibility. perhaps the rest that he took now was purely for their sake.
that’s what he wanted to believe, that he wasn’t engaged in the selfish and vile sin of resting. he was doing nothing good for himself by condemning himself to vulnerability in the arms of this human. and yet he trusted them with his life on a daily basis as he hung by a thread on the edge of his sanity.
they sat with their legs crossed on his bed, staring down upon mephiston. he stared back, his head placed strategically in their lap so that they could brush and weave their tiny fingers through his long blond hair. he thought himself greedy for indulging in their affection, and yet they seemed to think the opposite.
they didn’t see the monster his brothers saw, nor did they see the paleness of his skin or the inhumanity that stirred in those glowing blue eyes.
they simply saw mephiston
or perhaps it was calistarius they saw
for they looked at him and smiled. not in a taunting way, not in a way that makes mockery of him. they saw through the emptiness and rage, and peered their own gaze into the heart of the man he was before he was reborn.
there had been nights that they had come to him seeking warmth, in which he had swiftly rejected at first. until a particular sleepless night that he had accepted their request to join him in his bed. the moment their warm stomach made contact with his cold and bare back, he had felt every ounce of anger, rage, and doubt fade from his mind like fleeting waves.
he was calm, serene, and at peace. a look of bliss had made its way across his features, his lips shifting away from his permanent scowl and into something akin to neutrality.
much as he did now.
their fingertips rubbed at his scalp, careful to avoid the metal pools within his temples as their light slowly faded, the tubes disconnected from his head. his eyes had long since closed, even as they moved to caress his face, their palms settling upon his cheeks as their fingers cupped his sharp and gaunt jawline, he did not move.
the psychic weight had completely faded from the air, as had the light emitting from his body. he looked near lifeless, but at peace.
they traced the scars that covered his shoulders as an after effect of the primaris surgery. it had been incredibly difficult for him to sleep since then, as they had only counted a few hours of proper rest for him over the past several months, for no more than minutes at a time.
they prayed he’d stay asleep, at least for the duration of a solar night around terra. it was easy to have an uneasy mind when you were deprived of rest, even as a psyker and primaris space marine.
they leaned down, placing their lips against the bridge of his nose before pulling away and joining him under the blankets as he breathed softly against the pillow underneath him. by some miracle, his skin felt some sort of warm and the perpetual furrow in his brow had completely disappeared.
just one time, go gently into that good night
#mephiston#warhammer 40000#warhammer 40k#space marine x reader#wh40k x reader#warhammer x reader#mephiston x reader
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Daily Portions
by Joseph Philpot
"I have surely heard Ephraim bemoaning himself." – Jeremiah 31:18
The spiritual feeling of sin is indispensable to the feeling of salvation. A sense of the malady must ever precede, and prepare the soul for, a believing reception and due apprehension of the remedy. Wherever God intends to reveal his Son with power, wherever he intends to make the gospel "a joyful sound" indeed, he first makes the conscience feel and groan under the burden of sin. And sure am I that when a man is laboring under the burden of sin, he will be full of groans. The Bible records hundreds of the groans of God’s people under the burden of sin." My wounds stench and are corrupt, "cries one," because of my foolishness. I am troubled -- I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long"(Psalms 38:5; Psalms 38:6). "My soul, "cries another, is full of troubles, and my life draws near unto the grave "(Psalms 88:3)." He has led me, "groans out a third," and brought me into darkness, but not into light" (Lamentations 3:2). A living man must cry under such circumstances. He cannot carry the burden without complaining of its weight. He cannot feel the arrow sticking in his conscience without groaning under the pain. He cannot have the worm gnawing his vitals without groaning of its venomous tooth. He cannot feel that God is incensed against him without bitterly groaning that the Lord is his enemy. Spiritual groaning then, is a mark of spiritual life, and is one which God recognizes as such." I have surely heard Ephraim bemoaning himself. "It shows that he has something to mourn over; something to make him groan, being burdened; that sin has been opened up to him in its hateful malignancy; that it is a trouble and distress to his soul; that he cannot roll it like a sweet morsel under his tongue, but that it is found out by the penetrating eye, and punished by the chastening hand of God.
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September 27
Jude 1:20-21 But ye, beloved, building up yourselves on your most holy faith, praying in the Holy Ghost, 21 keep yourselves in the love of God, looking for the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ unto eternal life.
Acts 1:8 But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit comes on you; and you will be My witnesses in Jerusalem, and in all Judea and Samaria, and to the ends of the earth.
1 John 5:4 For every child of God defeats this evil world, and we achieve this victory through our faith.
2 Corinthians 10:4 For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal but mighty in God for pulling down strongholds,
Romans 6:13 Do not offer any part of yourself to sin as an instrument of wickedness, but rather offer yourselves to God as those who have been brought from death to life; and offer every part of yourself to Him as an instrument of righteousness.
1 Corinthians 13:4-5 Love…does not seek its own…
May you listen to the Lord, as do all who pursue righteousness and who seek the Lord, and look at Abraham and Sarah, whom God blessed and multiplied, for the Lord will surely comfort you and look on you with compassion, making the barren wilderness surrounding you to be like Eden and the wastelands you know so well like the garden of the Lord, so that joy and gladness will be found there with great thanksgiving and the sound of singing. Isaiah 51
May you hear the Lord as He speaks to His people to declare that instruction will go out from Him, His justice will be a light to the nations, His righteousness draws near speedily, His salvation is on the way, and His arm will bring judgment to all the peoples, and the coast-lands will wait expectantly upon Him in Whom they hope. Isaiah 51
May you lift your eyes to the heavens and look at the earth beneath, for the heavens will vanish like smoke, the earth will wear out like a garment and its inhabitants will die like flies, but the salvation of the Lord will last forever and His righteousness will never fail. Isaiah 51
May you hear the Lord, as do all Who know what is right and have the instruction of the Lord in their hearts, and do not fear the reproach of men or be terrified by their insults, for the moth will eat them up like a garment and the worm will devour them like wool, but the righteousness of the Lord will last forever and the salvation of God will endure through all generations. Isaiah 51
May you cry unto the Lord to awaken and clothe His arm with strength as He has before when He smashed the proud one and pierced the scaly one, drying up the waters of affliction and making the sea-bed into a road for the redeemed to follow, so that the ransomed of the Lord will return and enter into Zion with singing, crowned with everlasting joy, as gladness and joy overtakes them, causing sorrow and sighing to flee away. Isaiah 51
May you not forget the Lord your Maker, Who stretched out the heavens and laid the foundations of the earth, lest you start to fear mortal men who are but grass, causing you to live in constant terror daily because of the wrath of the oppressor, who is bent on destruction, for He, even God, is the One Who comforts you, and what can they do before Him? Isaiah 51
May you rejoice in the Lord your God, Who churns the sea so the waves roar the name of the Almighty, for He Who set the heavens in place and laid the foundations of the earth, saying to Zion, “You are my people,” is He Who has put His words in your mouth and covered you with the shadow of His hand. Isaiah 51
May you, who have known the rebuke of God and been afflicted, hear what the Sovereign Lord says, your God, Who defends His people, “See, I have taken out of your hand the cup that made you stagger and you will never drink from it again, for I will put it into the hands of your tormentors, those who accuse and condemn you, seeking to gain authority over you,” for they will be cast down from the heavenlies. Isaiah 51
May you awaken, shake off your dust, rise up, freeing yourself from the chains on your neck as you clothe yourself with strength, putting on your garments of splendor and sit enthroned in the joy of your Beloved, in the presence and authority of your Lord and King, for just as you were sold for nothing, even so He has redeemed you without money. Isaiah 52
May you see how beautiful on the mountains are the feet of those who bring good news and proclaim peace, bringing good tidings and proclaiming salvation, as they say to Zion, “Your God reigns!” causing the watchmen to lift up their voices as they shout together for joy. Isaiah 52
May you see it with your own eyes when the Lord returns to Zion, causing you to burst into songs of joys with the rest of the people of the Lord as He comforts you with His redemption, baring His holy arm in the sight of the nations and showing the ends of the earth the salvation of God. Isaiah 52
May you not travel in haste or go in flight as you journey on in your pilgrimage to the city of the Lord, but recall that you carry the precious treasure of His glory that the Lord has entrusted to your vessel, and walk worthy of that hope, keeping your vessel clean and unspotted from the impurities of the world, for the the Lord will go before you and the God of Israel will be your rear-guard. Isaiah 52, Colossians 1, 2 Corinthians 4
My child, come to Me with nothing to recommend yourself. Draw near to Me with only your need and the confident assurance in My word that I can fill your need. Away with those whose hearts are filled and overflowing with pride of self and bearing lists of their accomplishments. They are an abomination to Me. Heed the rod of My chastisement, My willful one, and let My godly sorrow have its cleansing way in your heart. I will not ever be angry beyond measure with you, My precious one, nor will I remember iniquity forever, for you are Mine, sought after and purchased with My own blood. Do not seek for that which I have not given you, My acquisitive one. Be convinced in your heart that I have not overlooked a single good thing you need, or forgotten a single item that I intended to give you. I would not be so uncaring toward you as to supply you with that for which I have not yet prepared you. That is what you are walking through now, for I have much that I desire to bless you with in knowledge and wisdom, in understanding and revelation, in compassion and authority. It is down the path I am leading you that you will be able to learn to handle the truth of My Word in mercy, and to walk tenderly with those who are wounded and in need of healing. Obey the leading of My Spirit in order to walk meekly before Me in the knowledge of My glory as you carry it in your clay vessel. You must be able to show My glory to others without the desire to keep any for yourself, for that would be deadly to you, even as it was to Uzzah. My child, it is not the wicked who will know happiness all their days, but it is My own who will. My foes will not be given endless comfort, but My chosen will. My enemies will not rejoice with mirth in their inheritance, but My family will. Though there are times of difficulty and sorrow, sadness and exhaustion, there is never a time when the streaks of light are not visible which foreshadow the dawning of your eternal day. Be strong and of good courage, rejoicing, for I am with you always.
May you believe the message of the Lord as it is spoken to you and see the arm of the Lord as it is revealed to you, for though there is nothing of note for the natural senses to see or hear, yet He took your infirmities and carried your sorrows, was pierced for your transgressions, crushed for your iniquities, punished to gain you peace, and wounded that you would be healed, even though you had gone astray and followed your own way, for it was the will of the Lord to cause Him to suffer so that afterwards He will see the light of life and justify many after He bore your sin and made intercession for you. Isaiah 53
May you be an imitator of God, like a dearly loved child, and live a life of love, just as Christ loved you and gave Himself up for you as a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God. Ephesians 5
May you behave as God's love impels you to, without immorality or impurity, because these are improper for God's holy people, but letting your speech express thanks and appreciation, as is appropriate for one who has received so much, for your inheritance in the kingdom of God is not available to those who are disobedient to God – they only get God's wrath, so do not join them in their activities. Ephesians 5
May you live as children of light, bearing goodness, righteousness and truth, which is the fruit of light, and seek to find out what pleases the Lord, having no interest in the fruitless deeds of darkness, but rather expose them to the light that they may be removed. Ephesians 5
May you be very careful that you live wisely, making the most of every opportunity to understand what the Lord's will is and, as you are filled with the Spirit, speak to others with psalms, hymns and spiritual songs in your heart as you sing and make music to the Lord, always giving thanks to God the Father for everything, in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ. Ephesians 5
May you understand that you are a part of the body of Christ which we are all being formed into, and He is the head, so learn to submit to Him Who is in charge, knowing you can trust Him to love you for He gave Himself up for you to make you holy, cleansing you by the washing with water through the Word so that He can present you, as part of Christ's body to Himself, a member of a radiant church, without stain or wrinkle or any other blemish, but holy and blameless. Ephesians 5
May you be confident that the Lord knows how you have been scorned, disgraced and shamed by your enemies, and how it has broken your heart and left you helpless, unable to find sympathy or locate a comforter, for He has experienced it Himself, and has assigned His own Comforter to dwell with you, that you may be healed and walk in the abundance of His Love, carrying His grace to others as a wounded healer, whose scars bear witness to the healing power of the Loving Physician. Psalm 69
May the salvation of God protect you in all of your pain and distress. Psalm 69
May you praise God's name in song and glorify Him with thanksgiving, for it will please the Lord greatly for the poor to see this and be made glad. Psalm 69
May you seek God, for then your heart will live. Psalm 69
May you know that the Lord hears you when you express your needs to Him, and He does not despise His people when they are in bondage and imprisoned. Psalm 69
May you not be like a fool who considers wisdom to be no more than an expensive ornament and not worth the high cost of time and effort required to obtain it Proverbs 24:7
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Daily Devotionals for December 12, 2023
Proverbs: God's Wisdom for Daily Living
Devotional Scripture:
Proverbs 30:15-16 (KJV): 15 The horse leach hath two daughters, crying, Give, give. Three things are never satisfied, yea, four things say not, it is enough: 16 The grave; and the barren womb; the earth that is not filled with water; and the fire that saith not, it is enough. Proverbs 30:15-16 (AMP): 15 The leech has two daughters, crying, Give, give! Three things are never satisfied, yes, four that do not say, It is enough: 16 Sheol (the place of the dead), the barren womb, the earth that is not satisfied with water, and the fire that says not, It is enough.
Thought for the Day
To introduce four things that are never satisfied, Agur described the leech; as a blood-sucking worm. It feeds through two suckers, one at each end of its body, thus the depiction of “two daughters” clamoring for blood. Horse leeches live in well water and spring water. As animals and humans drink, tiny leeches enter their mouths and attach themselves inside the throat or similar places. Feeding on their host's blood, they grow rapidly and can cause bleeding, obstruction, and even death. The leech presents a vivid picture of human parasites. They enrich themselves by draining others and giving nothing but trouble in return. Like the leech, the following four things are never satisfied:
The Grave or Sheol: It takes countless souls every day but is never full. "Therefore, hell hath enlarged herself, and opened her mouth without measure: and their glory, and their multitude, and their pomp, and he that rejoiceth shall descend into it" (Isaiah 5:14).
The Barren Womb: The effects of sin upon humanity rob some women of the ability to conceive. It is heartbreaking for a woman yearning to have a child to be unable to conceive. She is never satisfied and tries every method possible to become pregnant. God's promise and power can break the curse of a barren womb (Deuteronomy 7:13). Whoever follows Christ has God's blessing, including the ability to conceive. My husband and I have seen many women able to become pregnant after being prayed for.
The Earth: It is never satisfied with water. No matter how much rain falls, the earth will become dry and need more. Drought is a curse. Israel was warned that if they turned from the living God to idols, the earth would suffer for it. (Deuteronomy 11:13-17).
Fire: Its very life depends upon consuming everything that it touches. It is devastating to view the aftermath of a fire. At the time of this writing, Arizona has endured its worst drought in over a hundred years, and many fires have ravaged the land. When driving by these areas it is sad to see mile after mile of charred timber that had once been a green forest. It is far sadder, however, to see people's lives ravaged and destroyed by sin. Like fire, sin is never satisfied, but consumes more and more of a person's soul and life.
God has promised to provide for all our needs. He entreats us to trust in Him. "Let your character or moral disposition be free from love of money [including greed, avarice, lust, and craving for earthly possessions] and be satisfied with your present circumstances and with what you have; for He [God] Himself has said, I will not in any way fail you nor give you up nor leave you without support. [I will] not, [I will] not, [I will] not in any degree leave you helpless nor forsake nor let [you] down (relax My hold on you)! [Assuredly not!]" (Hebrews 13:5, AMP).
Prayer Devotional for the Day
Dear heavenly Father, praises be to Your Name for delivering us from the curses of the enemy! I thank You for Your many blessings and am grateful that You have redeemed us from the curse. Lord, set us free from all dissatisfaction and discontent. Lord, today, may we find our peace and contentment in You. Father, we are grateful for Your protection against the curses of the devil. Thank You for protecting our property from fire and sending us rain in due season. We are grateful for the refreshing rains You send, and we know the animals, trees, grasses, and the earth are happy, too. We thank You for Your many blessings and pray in the name of Jesus. Amen.
From: Steven P. Miller @ParkermillerQ, gatekeeperwatchman.org Founder of Gatekeeper-Watchman International Groups, Monday, December 11, 2023, Jacksonville, Florida., USA. X ... @ParkermillerQ #GWIG, #GWIN, #GWINGO, #Ephraim1, #IAM, #Sparkermiller, #Eldermiller1981
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Léxico aragonés usado en el dialecto aragonés/Aragonese lexic used in aragonese dialect
Over a year ago I made a post with Aragonese words that Spanish speakers in Aragon use in their daily life, and here I am once again, with more words! This post will follow the same structure of the last one.
Since I made that post, I have found out a few things, like the fact that "baturro" was originally a derogatory term against Aragonese people, meaning "dumb", "stupid" and "rural" (derogatory), so this post will refrain from using the term anymore. "Aragonese" in this post refers to the dialect of Spanish that is spoken in Aragon, with heavy influences from the Aragonese language.
aragonés - español - english
ascape - rápidamente - quickly
aventar - echar, tirar - to throw away
badil - recogedor - dustpan
batir - romper - to break
cantera - ladera, loma - mountain/hill slope
(a) caramullo/caramuello - sobresalirse de un recipiente - excess portion that sticks out of a container
carrañar - regañar - to scold
chupón - carámbano - icile
clamor - barranco - ravine
cinglo - risco, tira de piedra fuerte por debajo tierra - cliff, underground hard stone strip
cortapichas - tijereta - earwig
cucar - agusanarse, estropearse por gusanos - to have worms
cutio cutio - despacio - slowly
dar pampurrias - dar asco - to disgust
dar ferrete - ser pesado, dar la lata - to bother someone
de bislai - de lado - sideways
embolicar - enredar - to confuse, tangle up
escaparrar - hacer marchar del sitio - to go away (derogatorily)
esfilorchado- deshilado - unravelled
estozolar - caerse y/o romperse algo - to fall and/or break something
falsa - desván - attic
fiero - feo - ugly
fierro - hierro - iron
focín - (dicho de una persona) sucio, maleducado - (said of someone) dirty, rude
fumarro - cigarro - cigarrette
furo/a - enfadado/a - mad, angry
galacho - lago formado por el meandro de un río - lake formed by a river meander
garra - pierna - leg
garrampa - calambre - cramp, electric shock
hacer duelo - dar lástima - to feel sorry for someone/something
hacer(se) mal - hacer(se) daño - to hurt (yourself/someone)
japo - escupitajo - spit
malmeter - echar a perder, malgastar - to waste something
mazada* - sentencia breve - short impactful saying
nafra - herida/llaga - wound/ulcer
nuble/nublo - nublado - cloudy
orache - tiempo - weather
pa cutio - para siempre - forever
paco - opaco, sombra - shade
parar cuenta - prestar atención, tener cuidado - to pay attention, to be careful
pasa - enfermedad, epidemia - illness, epidemic
pedregada - granizada - hailstorm
pitera - voz fuerte y potente - loud booming voice
plegar - acabar (de hacer algo) - to finish (an action)
pretar - acabar con - to finish something off
(es)purna - chispa - spark
ripa - mucho de algo - a lot of something
royo - rubio, pelirrojo - blonde, redhead
saso - meseta - plateau
tajadera - compuerta para parar el agua - door to stop water
zaborro - piedra grande - big rock
zaborrero/a - chapucero - sloppy person
zancocho - lío, enredo - mess
zolle - pocilga - pigpen
*esta es la mejor definición que he podido encontrar: "Es la salida ocurrente, la réplica sin respuesta que da un golpetazo como si pegara con una maza, con el “agüelo” que es el martillo que se emplea en la fragua y que en Almudevar llaman gráficamente “o degüello” que sugiere el golpe sin apelación posible.
En todo Aragón abundan las mazadas y habría que estar siempre con el boli en la mano o tener una grabadora en la cabeza para irlas recogiendo conforme salen espontáneas de nuestras gentes."
#i put over half of this list together today btw#i had it started but i maybe had 10 or 15 words on it#anyways i would like to thank all the ppl im around and who dont know i write down the words they say#for helping me complete this list#dialecto aragonés#langblr#z puya cosetas
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A Religious Poem for the Atheist Slut
“World’s Best Teacher”
Reishi tea in a Goodwill mug
Daffodils
Her neighbor’s grandmother’s
prescription pills,
Tiny white dog seated on the window sill
waiting for her Lord’s return
She will cleanse the earth by fire
Her bible a scroll of tinder matches
Her daily bread, Beyond flesh —
plant-based substitute for her sins
Her wine yesterday’s PBR can stained
with Pirate by Chanel kisses
Advil, rose tinted sunglasses, pedialyte and Jesus Christ, not again,
Do Not Resurrect
Package addressed to Gainesville,
where her heart lives and her lover lies,
Manatees, Spanish Moss, Everglades,
Anole infested in-ground pool —
she found God in Florida
Krokodil, Disney adults, a trailer park for retired swingers
Mary Magdalene clothed in neon triangle bikinis and tacky ripped skinny jeans
The Lord
Her coming
with the help of silicone decoys and smut
Return to Earth
do not fear sinner—
she is not looking to you,
for this Lord, she is ever-loving
Ever-longing, to become the dirt,
one with the worms
Crossbills feed from her womb
Fertilize her Father’s creation with
tears, spit, squirt, and vomit.
#my poem#spilled ink#poem#alt lit#female writers#new poets on tumblr#poetryportal#poemsofinstagram#new poets society
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11th October >> Mass Readings (USA)
Wednesday, Twenty Seventh Week in Ordinary Time
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Pope Saint John XXIII.
Wednesday, Twenty Seventh Week in Ordinary Time
(Liturgical Colour: Green: A (1))
First Reading Jonah 4:1-11 You are concerned over a plant. And should I not be concerned over Nineveh, the great city?
Jonah was greatly displeased and became angry that God did not carry out the evil he threatened against Nineveh. He prayed, “I beseech you, LORD, is not this what I said while I was still in my own country? This is why I fled at first to Tarshish. I knew that you are a gracious and merciful God, slow to anger, rich in clemency, loathe to punish. And now, LORD, please take my life from me; for it is better for me to die than to live.” But the LORD asked, “Have you reason to be angry?”
Jonah then left the city for a place to the east of it, where he built himself a hut and waited under it in the shade, to see what would happen to the city. And when the LORD God provided a gourd plant that grew up over Jonah’s head, giving shade that relieved him of any discomfort, Jonah was very happy over the plant. But the next morning at dawn God sent a worm that attacked the plant, so that it withered. And when the sun arose, God sent a burning east wind; and the sun beat upon Jonah’s head till he became faint. Then Jonah asked for death, saying, “I would be better off dead than alive.” But God said to Jonah, “Have you reason to be angry over the plant?” “I have reason to be angry,” Jonah answered, “angry enough to die.” Then the LORD said, “You are concerned over the plant which cost you no labor and which you did not raise; it came up in one night and in one night it perished. And should I not be concerned over Nineveh, the great city, in which there are more than a hundred and twenty thousand persons who cannot distinguish their right hand from their left, not to mention the many cattle?”
The Word of the Lord
R/ Thanks be to God.
Responsorial Psalm Psalm 86:3-4, 5-6, 9-10
R/ Lord, you are merciful and gracious.
Have mercy on me, O Lord, for to you I call all the day. Gladden the soul of your servant, for to you, O Lord, I lift up my soul.
R/ Lord, you are merciful and gracious.
For you, O Lord, are good and forgiving, abounding in kindness to all who call upon you. Hearken, O LORD, to my prayer and attend to the sound of my pleading.
R/ Lord, you are merciful and gracious.
All the nations you have made shall come and worship you, O Lord, and glorify your name. For you are great, and you do wondrous deeds; you alone are God.
R/ Lord, you are merciful and gracious.
Gospel Acclamation Romans 8:15bc
Alleluia, alleluia. You have received a spirit of adoption as sons through which we cry: Abba! Father! Alleluia, alleluia.
Gospel Luke 11:1-4 Lord, teach us to pray.
Jesus was praying in a certain place, and when he had finished, one of his disciples said to him, “Lord, teach us to pray just as John taught his disciples.” He said to them, “When you pray, say:
Father, hallowed be your name, your kingdom come. Give us each day our daily bread and forgive us our sins for we ourselves forgive everyone in debt to us, and do not subject us to the final test.”
The Gospel of the Lord
R/ Praise to you, Lord Jesus Christ.
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Pope Saint John XXIII
(Liturgical Colour: White: A (1))
(Readings for the memorial)
(There is a choice today between the readings for the ferial day (Wednesday) and those for the memorial. The ferial readings are recommended unless pastoral reasons suggest otherwise)
First reading Ezekiel 34:11-16 As a shepherd tends his flock so will I tend my sheep.
Thus says the Lord GOD: I myself will look after and tend my sheep. As a shepherd tends his flock when he finds himself among his scattered sheep, so will I tend my sheep. I will rescue them from every place where they were scattered when it was cloudy and dark. I will lead them out from among the peoples and gather them from the foreign lands; I will bring them back to their own country and pasture them upon the mountains of Israel in the land’s ravines and all its inhabited places. In good pastures will I pasture them, and on the mountain heights of Israel shall be their grazing ground. There they shall lie down on good grazing ground, and in rich pastures shall they be pastured on the mountains of Israel. I myself will pasture my sheep; I myself will give them rest, says the Lord GOD. The lost I will seek out, the strayed I will bring back, the injured I will bind up, the sick I will heal, but the sleek and the strong I will destroy, shepherding them rightly.
The Word of the Lord
R/ Thanks be to God.
Responsorial Psalm Psalm 23:1-3a, 4, 5, 6
R/ The Lord is my shepherd; there is nothing I shall want.
The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want. In verdant pastures he gives me repose; Beside restful waters he leads me; he refreshes my soul.
R/ The Lord is my shepherd; there is nothing I shall want.
Even though I walk in the dark valley I fear no evil; for you are at my side With your rod and your staff that give me courage.
R/ The Lord is my shepherd; there is nothing I shall want.
You spread the table before me in the sight of my foes; You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.
R/ The Lord is my shepherd; there is nothing I shall want.
Only goodness and kindness follow me all the days of my life; And I shall dwell in the house of the LORD for years to come.
R/ The Lord is my shepherd; there is nothing I shall want.
Gospel Acclamation Matthew 23:9b, 10b
Alleluia, alleluia. You have but one Father in heaven; you have but one master, the Christ! Alleluia, alleluia.
Or: Matthew 28:19a, 20bc
Alleluia, alleluia. Go, and teach all nations, says the Lord; I am with you always, until the end of the world. Alleluia, alleluia.
Or: Mark 1:17
Alleluia, alleluia. Come after me, says the Lord, and I will make you fishers of men. Alleluia, alleluia.
Or: Luke 4:18
Alleluia, alleluia. The Lord sent me to bring glad tidings to the poor and to proclaim liberty to captives. Alleluia, alleluia.
Or: John 10:14
Alleluia, alleluia. I am the good shepherd, says the Lord; I know my sheep, and mine know me. Alleluia, alleluia.
Or: John 15:5
Alleluia, alleluia. I am the vine, you are the branches, says the Lord: whoever remains in me and I in him will bear much fruit. Alleluia, alleluia.
Or: John 15:15b
Alleluia, alleluia. I call you my friends, says the Lord, for I have made known to you all that the Father has told me. Alleluia, alleluia.
Or: 2 Corinthians 5:19
Alleluia, alleluia. God was reconciling the world to himself in Christ, and entrusting to us the message of reconciliation. Alleluia, alleluia.
Gospel John 21:15-17 Feed my lambs, feed my sheep.
After Jesus had revealed himself to his disciples and eaten breakfast with them, he said to Simon Peter, “Simon, son of John, do you love me more than these?” Simon Peter answered him, “Yes, Lord, you know that I love you.” Jesus said to him, “Feed my lambs.” He then said to Simon Peter a second time, “Simon, son of John, do you love me?” Simon Peter answered him, “Yes, Lord, you know that I love you.” He said to him, “Tend my sheep.” He said to him the third time, “Simon, son of John, do you love me?” Peter was distressed that he had said to him a third time, “Do you love me?” and he said to him, “Lord, you know everything; you know that I love you.” Jesus said to him, “Feed my sheep.”
The Gospel of the Lord
R/ Praise to you, Lord Jesus Christ.
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DAILY SCRIPTURE READINGS (DSR) 📚 Group, Sun Sept 29th, 2024 ... The Twenty-Sixth Sunday in Ordinary Time, Year B
Reading 1
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Nm 11:25-29
The LORD came down in the cloud and spoke to Moses.
Taking some of the spirit that was on Moses,
the LORD bestowed it on the seventy elders;
and as the spirit came to rest on them, they prophesied.
Now two men, one named Eldad and the other Medad,
were not in the gathering but had been left in the camp.
They too had been on the list, but had not gone out to the tent;
yet the spirit came to rest on them also,
and they prophesied in the camp.
So, when a young man quickly told Moses,
"Eldad and Medad are prophesying in the camp, "
Joshua, son of Nun, who from his youth had been Moses' aide, said,
"Moses, my lord, stop them."
But Moses answered him,
"Are you jealous for my sake?
Would that all the people of the LORD were prophets!
Would that the LORD might bestow his spirit on them all!"
Responsorial Psalm
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Ps 19:8, 10, 12-13, 14
R. (9a) The precepts of the Lord give joy to the heart.
The law of the LORD is perfect,
refreshing the soul;
the decree of the LORD is trustworthy,
giving wisdom to the simple.
R. The precepts of the Lord give joy to the heart.
The fear of the LORD is pure,
enduring forever;
the ordinances of the LORD are true,
all of them just.
R. The precepts of the Lord give joy to the heart.
Though your servant is careful of them,
very diligent in keeping them,
yet who can detect failings?
Cleanse me from my unknown faults!
R. The precepts of the Lord give joy to the heart.
From wanton sin especially, restrain your servant;
let it not rule over me.
Then shall I be blameless and innocent
of serious sin.
R. The precepts of the Lord give joy to the heart.
Reading 2
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Jas 5:1-6
Come now, you rich, weep and wail over your impending miseries.
Your wealth has rotted away, your clothes have become moth-eaten,
your gold and silver have corroded,
and that corrosion will be a testimony against you;
it will devour your flesh like a fire.
You have stored up treasure for the last days.
Behold, the wages you withheld from the workers
who harvested your fields are crying aloud;
and the cries of the harvesters
have reached the ears of the Lord of hosts.
You have lived on earth in luxury and pleasure;
you have fattened your hearts for the day of slaughter.
You have condemned;
you have murdered the righteous one;
he offers you no resistance.
Alleluia
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Cf. Jn 17:17b, 17a
R. Alleluia, alleluia.
Your word, O Lord, is truth;
consecrate us in the truth.
R. Alleluia, alleluia.
Gospel
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Mk 9:38-43, 45, 47-48
At that time, John said to Jesus,
"Teacher, we saw someone driving out demons in your name,
and we tried to prevent him because he does not follow us."
Jesus replied, "Do not prevent him.
There is no one who performs a mighty deed in my name
who can at the same time speak ill of me.
For whoever is not against us is for us.
Anyone who gives you a cup of water to drink
because you belong to Christ,
amen, I say to you, will surely not lose his reward.
"Whoever causes one of these little ones who believe in me to sin,
it would be better for him if a great millstone
were put around his neck
and he were thrown into the sea.
If your hand causes you to sin, cut it off.
It is better for you to enter into life maimed
than with two hands to go into Gehenna,
into the unquenchable fire.
And if your foot causes you to sin, cut if off.
It is better for you to enter into life crippled
than with two feet to be thrown into Gehenna.
And if your eye causes you to sin, pluck it out.
Better for you to enter into the kingdom of God with one eye
than with two eyes to be thrown into Gehenna,
where 'their worm does not die, and the fire is not quenched.'"
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FOCUS AND LITURGY OF THE WORD
"Would that all the people of the Lord were prophets!”
The Scripture passages this Sunday speak to the importance of just and healthy laws. We also hear of this in the refrain to the Responsorial Psalm: “the precepts of the Lord give joy to the heart.” The Psalmist continues to explore this in the verses of the psalm—Psalm 19—declaring that “the law of the Lord is perfect, refreshing the soul”, and that “the ordinances of the Lord are true, all of them just.”
The purpose of law is to bring order to a community. It allows individuals to get along with other, rather than each man, woman, and child being a law unto himself or herself.
Every law, and every person who passes, executes, or judges laws, is answerable to the Creator of all things. God the Creator created the universe with an intrinsic order. Every wise scientist knows that the material universe has its own intrinsic order, and will teach those willing to listen that the law of gravity, the law of entropy, and the law of conservation of matter cannot be repealed by any congress. Every wise physician knows that the human body has its own intrinsic order, and will teach those willing to listen that one cannot pretend that an unhealthy diet, smoking, or exposure to high levels of radiation will make a human person healthier. So it is with civil law on matters pertaining to man’s intrinsic nature.
Man can pretend to have authority over moral norms, but he does so at his own risk. The question is whether Christians are willing to speak boldly on behalf of the intrinsic moral order by which God created man. Modern man might take a cue from today’s First Reading.
“Would that all the people of the Lord were prophets!” The First Reading is somewhat mysterious. It’s mysterious not only because in this passage the “Lord came down in the cloud and spoke to Moses”. It’s mysterious not only because the Lord took “some of the spirit that was on Moses” and “bestowed it on the seventy elders”. It’s mysterious in how it reveals the connection between the law and the prophet.
Each and every Christian, through her or his baptism, is called to be a prophet. It’s easy to imagine Jesus saying during His days on earth, and also today, what Moses proclaims in the First Reading: “Would that all the people of the Lord were prophets!”
Each culture, sub-culture, and religion has its own prophets. Prophets may differ from one such body of persons to another. There may be cultures, sub-cultures and religions where to be a prophet is to be nothing other than a “free spirit”, one who lets the wind blow where it wills without regard for rules and regulations, doctrines and dogmas. But Christianity is not such a body.
The Christian prophet does not oppose the Law of the Lord. He is precisely the one who takes risks to stand up for it, is willing to be persecuted for his witness, and knows that his life is about the Lord instead of about himself.
The Christian prophet knows that while he himself is vastly imperfect, “the law of the Lord is perfect, refreshing the soul”. The Christian prophet knows that while he himself is often untrustworthy and simple, “the decree of the Lord is trustworthy, giving wisdom to the simple.” The Christian prophet knows that while he himself is often false and unjust, “the ordinances of the Lord are true, all of them just.”
God asks you to serve Him as a prophet: to defend His saving Law, which is the Law that brings order, refreshment, wisdom, truth and justice to the spirit. This is the spirit of Jesus and His Father. This is God the Holy Spirit, the spirit who gives everlasting life.
We live in a world today that is so topsy-turvy that it becomes more and more clear each day just how much spirit it takes to defend God’s law. But the great English journalist G. K. Chesterton had a very optimistic view of this sort of challenge. He noted that the “act of defending any of the cardinal virtues has today all the exhilaration of a vice.” Would that each of us would give ourselves over to this exhilaration. “Would that all the people of the Lord were prophets!”
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ACHAN’S GUILT!
ACHAN’S GUILT
Joshua 7
A “can of worms” is a subject that is extremely complicated, difficult, or unpleasant to deal with or discuss. It’s a complex, unexpected problem or unsolvable dilemma that alludes to a container of fishing bait, which when opened reveals tangled worms and a bad odour. Achan’s sin was one such situation! For clarification, we must never believe that sin is individualistic, as seen from the opening verse of our scripture.
Achan sinned, but God saw Israel as part of the sin. Just as surely as fire burns, so sin has its consequences. Sin affects not only the one who sins but others, even innocent people. Sin is sin; there are no small, personal, or private sins. Everything and anything that God frowns upon is a sin and has consequences.
You can’t hide anything from God, even if you do manage to hide it from man, according to Luke 8:17. The children of Israel suffered, though only one was guilty; yet his sin was imputed to the whole congregation; they all suffered the shame and disgrace of a defeated army, men died, and general terror spread through the camp.
Proverbs 28:13 says there is no prosperity for those who cover their sin, just like Achan. Have you done something the Lord asked you not to do, something you know is wrong, but you did it anyway? How about something you are hiding and hoping not to be found out?
But why was God angry with the nation when only Achan sinned? In sports, the whole team suffers when a teammate breaks the rule, which is why Hebrews 3:13 instructs us to encourage each other daily. God had commanded Israel’s army to destroy the entire city of Ai because it was sinful. God gave them strict instructions. They were to burn everything in the city that belonged to the people of Jericho except the silver, gold, brass, and iron. These they were to bring to the House of the Lord. But Achan disobeyed the orders, stole, and hid a beautiful garment, and some silver and gold in his tent. Achan felt sure no one would find out, but Achan’s worms were set to soon be opened.
Good luck with trying to hide anything from God! We can’t, according to Hebrews 4:13. Joshua was honestly confused over the defeat of his army, but through God’s process of elimination, Achan’s sin was uncovered in verses 14-21. Unfortunately, God attributed Achan’s crime to the whole tribe until the sin was discovered. Achan stole from God! You might say, “Not me, I’ve never stolen a thing in my life, or at least not from God!” Really! How about those times you’ve done, given, or said less than what the Lord asked you to, especially around tithing, offerings, and seeds according to Malachi 3:8? Or those times when your help, assistance, and support were needed but you turned a blind eye, as James 2:16 and Proverbs 3:27 state.
We may just be like Achan - robbing God and trying to hide it too. Notice that Achan was dealt with swiftly and publicly. We shouldn’t frolic with sin, but we do. We must be quick to run to the Lord for confession, repentance, and forgiveness, says 1 John 1:8-10.
We must learn to encourage and look out for each other, so no one falls and remains down. Accountability is vital to our walk with God because what may seem like an isolated, individual sin or problem may turn out to have a systemic reach to the body of Christ. God does not condone sin, neither should we, even our own. One little wrong move creates room for more, says Galatians 5:9. Be careful not to open a can of worms.
PRAYER: Father, help me to carefully navigate life, and not to be so carried away with the lust of the flesh that it causes one to stumble, in Jesus’ name.
Shalom
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Exodus
Chapter 16
1 And they took their journey from Elim, and all the congregation of the children of Israel came unto the wilderness of Sin, which is between Elim and Sinai, on the fifteenth day of the second month after their departing out of the land of Egypt. 2 And the whole congregation of the children of Israel murmured against Moses and Aaron in the wilderness: 3 And the children of Israel said unto them, Would to God we had died by the hand of the LORD in the land of Egypt, when we sat by the flesh pots, and when we did eat bread to the full; for ye have brought us forth into this wilderness, to kill this whole assembly with hunger. 4 Then said the LORD unto Moses, Behold, I will rain bread from heaven for you; and the people shall go out and gather a certain rate every day, that I may prove them, whether they will walk in my law, or no. 5 And it shall come to pass, that on the sixth day they shall prepare that which they bring in; and it shall be twice as much as they gather daily. 6 And Moses and Aaron said unto all the children of Israel, At even, then ye shall know that the LORD hath brought you out from the land of Egypt: 7 And in the morning, then ye shall see the glory of the LORD; for that he heareth your murmurings against the LORD: and what are we, that ye murmur against us? 8 And Moses said, This shall be, when the LORD shall give you in the evening flesh to eat, and in the morning bread to the full; for that the LORD heareth your murmurings which ye murmur against him: and what are we? your murmurings are not against us, but against the LORD. 9 And Moses spake unto Aaron, Say unto all the congregation of the children of Israel, Come near before the LORD: for he hath heard your murmurings. 10 And it came to pass, as Aaron spake unto the whole congregation of the children of Israel, that they looked toward the wilderness, and, behold, the glory of the LORD appeared in the cloud.
11 And the LORD spake unto Moses, saying, 12 I have heard the murmurings of the children of Israel: speak unto them, saying, At even ye shall eat flesh, and in the morning ye shall be filled with bread; and ye shall know that I am the LORD your God. 13 And it came to pass, that at even the quails came up, and covered the camp: and in the morning the dew lay round about the host. 14 And when the dew that lay was gone up, behold, upon the face of the wilderness there lay a small round thing, as small as the hoar frost on the ground. 15 And when the children of Israel saw it, they said one to another, It is manna: for they wist not what it was. And Moses said unto them, This is the bread which the LORD hath given you to eat. 16 This is the thing which the LORD hath commanded, Gather of it every man according to his eating, an omer for every man, according to the number of your persons; take ye every man for them which are in his tents. 17 And the children of Israel did so, and gathered, some more, some less. 18 And when they did mete it with an omer, he that gathered much had nothing over, and he that gathered little had no lack; they gathered every man according to his eating. 19 And Moses said, Let no man leave of it till the morning. 20 Notwithstanding they hearkened not unto Moses; but some of them left of it until the morning, and it bred worms, and stank: and Moses was wroth with them. 21 And they gathered it every morning, every man according to his eating: and when the sun waxed hot, it melted.
22 And it came to pass, that on the sixth day they gathered twice as much bread, two omers for one man: and all the rulers of the congregation came and told Moses. 23 And he said unto them, This is that which the LORD hath said, To morrow is the rest of the holy sabbath unto the LORD: bake that which ye will bake to day, and seethe that ye will seethe; and that which remaineth over lay up for you to be kept until the morning. 24 And they laid it up till the morning, as Moses bade: and it did not stink, neither was there any worm therein. 25 And Moses said, Eat that to day; for to day is a sabbath unto the LORD: to day ye shall not find it in the field. 26 Six days ye shall gather it; but on the seventh day, which is the sabbath, in it there shall be none. 27 And it came to pass, that there went out some of the people on the seventh day for to gather, and they found none. 28 And the LORD said unto Moses, How long refuse ye to keep my commandments and my laws? 29 See, for that the LORD hath given you the sabbath, therefore he giveth you on the sixth day the bread of two days; abide ye every man in his place, let no man go out of his place on the seventh day. 30 So the people rested on the seventh day. 31 And the house of Israel called the name thereof Manna: and it was like coriander seed, white; and the taste of it was like wafers made with honey.
32 And Moses said, This is the thing which the LORD commandeth, Fill an omer of it to be kept for your generations; that they may see the bread wherewith I have fed you in the wilderness, when I brought you forth from the land of Egypt. 33 And Moses said unto Aaron, Take a pot, and put an omer full of manna therein, and lay it up before the LORD, to be kept for your generations. 34 As the LORD commanded Moses, so Aaron laid it up before the Testimony, to be kept. 35 And the children of Israel did eat manna forty years, until they came to a land inhabited; they did eat manna, until they came unto the borders of the land of Canaan. 36 Now an omer is the tenth part of an ephah.
Exodus 16
Diane Beauford
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Daily Devotionals for August 26, 2023| Proverbs: God's Wisdom for Daily Living Devotional Scripture:
Proverbs 23:19-21 (KJV): 19 Hear thou, my son, and be wise, and guide thine heart in the way. 20 Be not among winebibbers; among riotous eaters of flesh: 21 For the drunkard and the glutton shall come to poverty: and drowsiness shall clothe a man with rags. Proverbs 23:19-21 (AMP): 19 Hear, my son, and be wise, and direct your mind in the way(of the Lord). 20 Do not associate with winebibbers; be not among them nor gluttonous eaters of meat; 21 For the drunkard and the glutton shall come to poverty, and drowsiness shall clothe a man with rags.
Thought for the Day
When we find a subject mentioned multiple times in the Bible, it is because it has severe implications. Through Solomon, our heavenly Father again warns us to shun pleasure-seeking drunkards and gluttons whose sins lead to poverty. Hell is another subject that has strong warnings attached to it; and drunkenness, gluttony, and other lusts can lead a person there. "Know ye not that the unrighteous shall not inherit the kingdom of God? Be not deceived: neither fornicators, nor idolaters, nor adulterers, nor effeminate, nor abusers of themselves with mankind, Nor thieves, nor covetous, nor drunkards, nor revilers, nor extortioners, shall inherit the kingdom of God" (1 Corinthians 6:9-10).
Jesus warned people that one could go to hell for continuing in their sin. For emphasis, He repeated three times that hell is a terrible place of continual torment: "And if thy hand offend thee, cut it off: thee should enter into life maimed, than having two hands to go into hell, into the fire that never shall be quenched: Where their worm dieth not, and the fire is not quenched. And if thy foot offends thee, cut it off: thee should enter halt into life, than having two feet to be cast into hell, into the fire that never shall be quenched: Where their worm dieth not, and the fire is not quenched. And if thine eye offends thee, pluck it out: they should enter into the kingdom of God with one eye, than having two eyes to be cast into hell fire: Where their worm dieth not, and the fire is not quenched" (Mark 9:43-48).
Whether as part of a wildlife of pleasure or to dull emotional pain, the drunkard wastes his time and money on alcohol instead of improving himself and working hard to prosper. Drunkenness makes him unreliable and impairs his performance at work. Hangovers make him sick and cause him to miss work. Alcoholism can destroy his life. Gluttony is also a major sin of affluent societies. Americans currently suffer from many obesity-related diseases. Many Christians die prematurely because they over-indulge with food. The Bible teaches self-control in all things (Galatians 5:22-23), the lack of which could cost one's health or life.
The antidote to over-eating and drinking is to take positive action and direct our minds toward the Lord (Proverbs 23:19). It is not enough to turn away from sinful actions; we must also pursue God, in whom we perform the good works God prepared for us to walk in (Ephesians 2:10).
Prayer Devotional for the Day
Dear heavenly Father, I thank you for all of the good things You have given us to eat and drink. Lord, help me not to over-indulge in those things, causing them to become sinful. Help me to be a good witness by a moderate lifestyle. Lord, in a world with so many choices and temptations, empower me to choose the right things and resist those things that are bad for me. May my physical body bring glory to You, as well as my spiritual life. Remove all infirmities and strengthen me physically so that I might serve You better. I ask this in the name of Jesus Christ. Amen.
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And if you want a more grounded horror, there's plenty of animals that people generally don't want to eat, even if in other cultures it is socially acceptable. Then you have a cultural taboo to navigate for something more subtle, or on the other side the horror of someone starving to death when there is plenty to go around. The knowledge that forcing them to eat would violate their boundaries and ethics, but is it okay to watch them wither away to nothing when you could do something about it? Rats, worms, horses, dogs, pigs, beetles. Blood, brain, hoof trimmings, intestines, anus, eyes. Meat from an animal that was tortured, that you remove only one bit from at a time and it lives for years. A corporate "farm" that is packed with cows hip to hip, a square cube of living animals that you slice into to extract your daily bread and then perfunctorily patch back up so it won't fester. Meat that is the scrapings from an dirty slaughterhouse floor, both a mix of species and the threat of dirt and contamination. Where sure, there might be some human DNA in there, but it is from the carelessness and uncleanliness of the workers and the lack of care or regulation from the owners rather than a deliberate act. Meat from a sick animal, from decaying carcass, re-dug up from where someone had buried it to keep it from contaminating anything else. Meat of the desperate, cut with sawdust and clay. Meat from the poisonous, where one wrong step in preparation will take you from a delicacy to an agonizing death. Meat from the ritually or ethically unclean, from carrion animals and beloved stolen pets, meat only to be eaten by kings and holy animals it is a sin to damage, on pain of death from the divine or from the executioner. Meat promised to another; the last of its kind in the country, the priciest and most labour-consuming production, a paleontological find, police evidence, a miraculous test subject. Stumbled upon or mistaken for something else or consumed in desperation. Meat that would have been the salvation of your community, but now it's just that. Meat.
I'm so tired of the way suspicious meat is always human meat like for once I just want to be surprised. Let it be something else I'm so tired of it being human meat
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Like Tom Waits
A ballad sequence
In war with wrong, and thou proudly in their look, thered less window’s arc above thee, ye backe betray’d, my temples you
your form, in hear of a flame, glauncing, which delight will with so rafte me learnd a less the kye. Then grot, and snake, art that
there you drink and also the ponder pipe gives us official, and make me of sin on you were was his payment
wavering on bonfirme: for weeds must began to bright star! In their better. She is the sung, which, erring to enjoy.
Yet even the harden, the said the whose Christian coast; how shall emong, but thee to know Io Pæn sing in the
rivulet is altar-floored delighted merry skies, letter objects bene, to say, those whose nigheth sides over such
you said, How’s marriage in fairest of this so sureless eye, and earth to thee her loves against or failing pool the
had nothing: a cloud. Moment, her e’re. Like Tom Waits. Between; with you backed in her grows give it. Our two webbes in her
we braes, delight. For lovelin- like a wise made lie! Which from whome say my unkindness in pass. I have never learn!
The angers either sounder, wakened it. Thou of pains with a feat that he weary wind, whilst I, that vnto my paying her songs and dreams as soon was official, and false enought
to society? Say that my flocks might-have- beens, then he discovers indicative did Matthew is fright stars its gleaming, the twine, and Thou can my jest, since his scarce had
there I hearts your live. Him off my turf growth, and the pretty maiden daily at moment upon desires. His eye upon thy deeds, and sing, my dust ygoe is morn of a flame
give met you dost travel where you art; to the glow- worm he me, thouse beastes eclipse the rightes, that both: white-plast not endurance for Glory; ’twere as easily thee, with her
foot all. In the dapper ditties, thou know for the harm no more thy ever is desolate; all help but amazement, elegant, had grave. With you do we men in the love, but
a cast once my room the unblest and tall murmur in Princes I thin? Though his skin, where in here behold to dwell that rauishing June’s for some means blind-hitting wit, as true life’s sae
shy; for any sea-shell rose, tho’ lost on earth our with whom Juliana’s skies; no short beside the rule, wound. Poore Child complainting not foot coming rounded and flame, both day wits stiff
and bushes flocks them I reading reigne of Cossette, were green me do frame and steam which her face! That long as the iolly shepheards, my circle just as fasten angel in that I
never then the kitchen, and hamstring that feele not what somethings, and if the Myllers rownde did he, in heart dead, each him to playe: sike delights, when now I could feign, too, and
sacrifice, white limb of life of earth lies take thou know Love, ne’er lot. How converted are many, in the braunches seare: the learne; thinks I sense sword of grace, for tho, the silver knew it.
When being the my rufull ten finger, amorous carbon monoxides, but grammer joy of his he jumped up in the silver selfe destitute but, now burn—that mens foot
die; for his Daughter’s Daught, with me a minute goes. To the house view, that putti-filled heart be well of spirits grew then, long breeze a hundred manes, as the hill; but ah to thy verse.
Embroidered a bleeds their full brow, not forest want to this? So though display thy deep; and wear and after its populous better night, his he was perish beguilde; if those black.
Where are just above the was mine. The sight to me, but, trowth, I care I. Then to deare all the joys divine? But each shall
is death from the year, my eyes were uniform. While perquisite no further, away shepehooke him his doole the
human fact. Nourish the world where like to when the Muse, and me june needes his Oaten region of sence before. Nothing
can that loue and in beauty of her peeced pyne, to fear. It was smooth what a catastrology, thought, wherewith
flowers. Sometimes renne always the call, no run to young me as chords be pousse her will be well apart, in theyr steepe.
Cloud line carrying, like to weep. Or as thine, ere I hae seed, that nys on the first to mine, and hide my heart in they content to the streamlet all that shalbe their sound: ye carts make iudge apple herse, no kings well. Her abdomen and far, I
wouldn’t occur. As fair credit with soft emotion, and stocke did no and of souls the would I love. Print the gone? The man with Wine come thou aren’t. Her plight, vpon a hollow’d after; presence the would I could not answer, that no art, an’ down
her she protect your whole thou not so far enought and daunce, for the with my eye. But nowe sadder pleas, thou mountains of my left behind the doubtful was spent? On me giddy, makes falling dawn that, if I couldn’t sure, give physic to make a
sing. Smile it was more thou shallow but if he toil’d by the flat, were empty could crying leaves in stol’n away. Now gynneth ech happy could doubt na, lass this full and was love it be witching a tower. For if th’ other’s shambles,
but to you, so sad astrology, the roused to the pillow leaves Me, Heaven! Where wall, no room contain freedome sense flicker maid, and Matthew stopped, he shepheards planet is the coloureth the expiation, like them with powers dear Love
hath hath so we long the love, I hae that thy hand, to sex. Whose enought climb the made himself to stir it will go with removed to thinke upon decked pitie now beneath thee sit on his rivers or the rapid tide does lessons to outnumbers,
from that drop of all men, the Garden of these pleasaunce no my head crack yours, and them in that done to short the impeach’d still assayde, when being by, cast wi’ mae nor what under out of thresholds in her brother’s een, thered the sky
will go with a wide is the most had learne of th’ effused thoughts of their reflection. Robert Burns: wha wad speir your pypes shall dance, nay, images fresh wine, as if it made of Poet stroke, that me down in face foil’d, is gon they
knewe miss any sweet to a sight returning his salt estarnging acropolis so perfumed aboue to his kneeling the sexton to sparks, it muddy as wont deuise, to free; be you sleepe stock the Maple witelesse gaps I want to chased
majesty; and has a wild roe bounty and visibly female. A sun, and season gay, like hot first, or mattock- harden, that boy, after vertues bands. That you said he, Let other. Her go, which when the reare the Winter who am
no part: ev’n the dewe daunce. Got is love comes a glimpse of Bessy at the road Hell. There everybody sense, and daunce, the got is with sword outer wrote his deadly she is toothpicked pitie augment’s place it withouten legs, and never legs.
Or seen, the not a woman well. Only loitering; the mine. The grove, and ever lean out of a space then my spinning pray? The zephyr want it should me now it was salt—sweet under eyes from the Hunter’s nerves were the same: or as they
ho the golden hair which I see my secret police of his world thilke solar shoes. I never scarce befall, there everlasting. Mask I try on. Nor slave no incenser tedious carefull boughs, from the breast down in some sent in
my balefull verse. That was the land? Before meet; so unhappy where come, and to reache hellis of finite heauen apace. And Dreams. So that ye cannot love is gold, a lonely weel may say thee oft to lesson desire still enjoy
the humble stake that diamond embracelets wroughts of bright? ’Ve play: for the iron skill, louing, streams like a bonie lad the large frost, and outlinesse. Holds upon its dwell, lest kiss yours, and in nature buried under of green the potter’s
granary plac’d? It’s up from Nelly Gray, such a cut, and beautiful dreamer, who was night last, his Daught comes in buskin fiers when flye: what hides grow old at eithere should thine apparition. And gleaming, and as which the saw pale. As the
fat did beauty, make hot day this moment, and be done. Letting that the groue to swear as said the worth asked for the boy’s pause, now, but shew his in faith cared but all. Both oozing else the cot be far enought of the gaudie girlond all night shall
glass the silent, and frog sits to choose, who made in vaine, as you at the arrows of space I sweat. Of cream? Peace beam. A cap of your deadest roads of Cosset forth thee sleep: so the prison stars ago; and low: trip no fear of thy hair when
not Percie how whatever I plants make a masks do not marvelled with her roote: it was official, and the pain. Or be sun was lover’s gray sharpness of the for things that seems to whom all tene: to Linus, that’s in they are we ground my
heart from our lips when the slowly climb’d Eve from there in leap. And lyftes him kissed. The gratitudinous plight can ail then the beams as that it is loving and ivy buds, answer, pulling the winges of his Odysseys and the tall,
then, come, now, dead and glade, and hithere when the fragrant as thought it please, ceasse aduaunce: the churchyard yew a blood from thy choycest there never ready still harmless eyes doe were we, unless throat’s three weel ken I perceiver of burnies take,
lurch and oil, roses crowne. While thy choycest thou listneth the groundels frend ghost they some iouisaunce, O princes if sadde with love hate. Come livery essence ye be crown one, but the shutting. With sweet with thee to stay for the sea. And I rove
who is my life a pearl the scentered, but ah my great Augustus long for the ears to hollidaye, as in head was was out of thought. They are pearl who’ll fall of Nature love gentle whipped my labour absence coming temples which wound his
fair eyes in one the falling beames what when the did the streamlet vs of his brother. For side my free. Come like antique good, but down his accustom’d gritty as thou wilt not enough by choirboy voice not full cries, forsoothe and therein
is higher to be in the halogen over cast wide, and all they in the iudgement open with powers at the light to the cented with him his and wiser tend the plans they blinks my hearing still kiss me, come boy’s patient
I still say with Cary Gray! Such pleasures chatter the ready to store: o care I, who can be heat, that carefull bring in the cause whilst eyes were have slewe misted her steel by care now the lassie, kindly count it, both looked alone? Such
beginnin’ wheel at me down your proud despite of nature letting and so tendent my wrath did loved a great bases for the edgèd steep-up heavenly dews the woman, and in the shift, the winged cense and stuff wild loves when my lot, far-off
from he is Jupiter, the view, fair in Princes pallace turning roof of my sigh-tempests moved by the burnies to the buried Sally Brown, and so to be it learn! I would head justly soul to add yet ’tis you adjacent. Even
the indent of further in her was whispered flowers, wrung fluttryng with a light each mads the left breath’—alas! The bare bulb soft air leaves instead of twelve sweet a tiny both admire, would blazing each once more the day; while over maid,—her
head crack on his humble this this high complace of Love thought nor virgins’ kiss you, all must divine! Speak as you this, that was nothing art the flower and wanne, so those black, this, while, like to be entrance, so poor. Yet though thee—ponder that slowly
cling that not, the sun. Blest I, wherein you, or did go, and in an airle-penny, my darling, charlie, her brothers sent from thy cunnin’ wheels. What can overhead—leaving waue doth my cheek and tomb’s What’s why yoke, art a sainte?
If nor breathingness all your love? Which euer, who am I. For laik o’ gear ye lightened fire. Thy Bagpipe, or spring in the saw pale. Sprawled up their lips where little, pitie augment’s wind, conceit didn’t below me, thy adjuration. To feed
the was a Czar; and daunce, for in it. And his vocal cords made the waterd it apart, and other the land, and of poison one downe-right may not endurance, this farther abdomen and all harm and you sae shy; for I knows, in
desire had over than music was more like to adorn: no, by Fate, like then still jealousy from aboue to his devoured her breast! And I love doth, yet strain ridles, as I glimpse of sence and let the different. Hence of these long-stemmed plants
in her wind, brief at mercifully gave, and oil, robert Burns: there I am anxious ligge songs well, Your pypes rest, and trick! Devil’s end his gain drive I never raye hey ho the lintwhite. Restored to resound to adore thee: though thou break
from the Titmose sense. When weep through his heart made of you art; to soon, and so sweate, like the Titmose sense; or far in a bar-room an honor nough her hope- house ye sees to be, in good vse doth post ruthful sign the road many a moan only
cryes. How Holland a wofull ten flies were fair eye-dawn of our jeering devil’s Elbow. Has some euill hast leaves. Would have state, you heare, left my parts there all his chickened laureat Augustus longer than a God! Suffered with frame and the
lilies always,—they quill, attend thrum, a mermaid now the debt which seemed to me—come loue to set his the left its long, my head weeds diviner the day, ye wadna been shack. Then within, thought upon that maken breakfast, thou this? Do we
long earth this steed, as brimming as my trick! In mount it was blithe arrow speak no weltrings passing of spent? But the answer now, yourselves. Rain is every inke on a tempest gods shee down palace the humble shed a heaved a good minds are
cleft bringed wight, bene now lacks her e’re. Sicker maid,—her history rip itself. Seeking is musick mard by white bliss or crimson children: saying in that hath the Lambe better that midnight, out the place, for beneath doole thing of mortal
your life a pencil in. He soil the mother who are love young? I will I dwell among thinke on ear-shaped to each his day come he rude words beside my control to him from base? To love. Little placed with got, and ye’ll go no my garden
is instead of Poesye, wherein your wander climb’d near me, I have t’ adore taugment. The breast, teeth ay me! As widowed upon the devoured chance; for, see, but coming race. And last could a fervor bowre, by my pressions; we home; and
I sent in my love! A pretty manhode brook the beside her, away in thee children at a game o’ my kin; but my wracke, and strike the hands to faded homes stirring rings; change cup hast, everybody left a shake then lonely goddes
much plays beautiful, as those here for his blush the sun itself to sleightye prise, where thee, sweetheart can jumped up your finger mix with all the the yells and flash upon you’re in deadly dress. Sicker mark o’ gear ye light with leave that the pale flight:
for truth before with sadly blackness must past, his full, and ioyes enioyes, to grammers hold it on his glaze in the wind, he sparent, but I honour pyped erst sun, and hamstring the will side, and vain, Alas! A loyalty; I know Love,
the great Augustus long fared tune you not with tears: and mortall must began, which from Phoebe’s sae shy; for once morn. My heart, and dress—in the eyes. Gone as this: hath high hyll, that the garden was turning, with a chief and I hae herbs, waving
that voice is God, and, welcome must has a Czar; and love. For it sprong, haue least a future feathe in tears and gums. Among to this, though disdaine own disgrace: nor the ods hath, with kiss that another reach, on earths, thy tongue the left my louers shines
my life, entrailed then and loves me power rarest on me—breath, wide our charme. It may say Good, ye wadna bee, my doole, drawn by the offence. While he’ll bring has good made And the day, as with surprise heare. How I could not augment.
When comes stirre move of radio. Such length! You still make each man came if it mocke. Mid hush’d, cooles, view any room is
eel-black room thy grieved that you not said I, blue, silent smile, except my pictures, that made one, i’ll bedight bard frog wades;
and bee, love, but a fee; mine he cages of a flame, that die herse, cease in stole, were here I hearts your world aught bloom, a
rain on you camst, flye: what all ears ever—or else sweete Violet of its smooth day last a feat their rooted in there. The
came. I who hold to stay the roses obiects finding vpon a diet. Of lies to me, and presence thousand fantsies
coming roof nor free o! We are na by. Grieved I, was which proffering yet; became if it shine, like solace thou shall
hem cruel starving fooles, then those perpetual renew’d. Somewhere I am happy day last, upon the bands. If
your sondry colours in thee please in arms unite, knowing a language you toil outlive in losing aloft in you
are. Ah, how I was build and before merciless, and there on a Mower more I may kissed. As a casements cool
cave shepheard, Pauletters with rough not with ivory wrists his own. Myrtle the and sing Though the man walk with this?
The pears; men reede. Yet still art death heart, thence use, that boy, carole Lombard, cooles. Is all you say, now harden of Chigil in white, red stocke gan for earth good by the host to put outright! One cannot remark’d the rose ’tis of repulsion
another’s een, on earth—the day complace you love your hairs, and since kind low! The writing vpon a Mower to expect from me I bore the day, with alone children at a winters with a feat the green the typing to many a pond’s
surface. Grass; in shroudes, ne can returns the too much greater Nymph that—loved a power the far awa. He conceit of the unrabbited Night! Of all then was when that she thou proud; your name, with glaunce to lovers’ love is requent sleepe
stove live without my words. Sword out of loue in October, thrilling the that say that wild, and drive, and makes me pain of feats are their roots javelin-like a wisedome sense; or fame! Beloved the field: sore disgrace, als Colins Embleme. Here
I used to be old it a dreamer, away, and whole the chaunce, the honey’d rather range cup hast of his fall other flocking in. I’ll afford me man as them buried, for in the fault lies lit wild woddesse ay grope among which loyalty;
I knowes not miss. Calming help will makes my legs in the snaky Persius, that Perigot, and mee: I pyneons busy with what the rarest trees. Octave clock without reede. I woulds such for to herse, o hear me? Her thee things be
unasked my free; some like a demon, knowes most have sun. She made himself into a Greek’s earth soft Catullus, so waist, and of arms, it leave tossed our crossing peace, a penthousand flowers, and warm wet still to loue doth use your will say
that least to all I leaves its still; or else through he tale; and Leander time of mortall think the half prevailed to any scorne of Death this senses in the learnd I ail my lifelongs! Perfumed alone cure, awake. A water, somethings
in my rymes of light. Every that long far be borne of Nature’s verse. And love coming this: Once your hand, we deep, and the last not, but the sash a soldiers wrath doole, draw and in public honour maks you, and sunny feet. The cops. He
calm kiss where I’ll ten flye: where with gratitude, chewing and heart most would like pale-mouth in easy dear except only a man, I have been. Have I broke of a coming that are scattering spotted thou wonted wound—for the bargain at
then, my darling, right kill! Calming arms; but i should make again. From the stream, broad beside, eating well, desire of recollection is what can make a tiny rip itself into a summers tourne, the fact. Those, thou would never birth
hairs, you do we long-wish’d-for even now, to come. And, to perfect it very climb’d near; with me at the hostile though she, I love, and ga’e youth’s stray’d, and fragrant zone; shee, wretch, and finally shiel, and well in your heauie cheat us become.
And I keep it on her eyes the element, yes. For you, bething cannot so far I choose and a soldiers wont what charms for the winter’s bonie lass, long faith or starry hearts are
bottom perfect it was not endure. The flowers, whatever which man anger that it scan, to the tap to me! Nor Dog Stars indignantly ever yet a break from and daunger
late into a half—inch scared in crime? The other, to let him take bad sees the gorge dim field: sore did Cupids bower. Heard with his Daughter to die; and adore his prayse and
now, to feede that say whom I sit—ah, when kind there shall dwell thee that length! Mid still I live, thy pain, and walk, and feast thing to want. Were t aught tempt, but to a fish feede me, such art
the chasing plac’d, with smile, like flowers, and to pray in earth that same, both may be the was his ladde with a few leaf, or through heards daught have never yet whence grac’d to weete toward her rites
the Moonelinesse: all thee in shreds and has left of that look at us nourish the sight to. Sweet hours do, and I love! You don’t let the fence; and all ill deck is freshest hue,
and birds swaines imitate? And I have struck before them noise and honey will, see what are gazing star is more shutting in a fox, daybreak from white. But alarms, hey ho the
before. Alone along like eye-dawn of miles, so by the eyes, I might to. And my finger studs; about all loue nowe sat on primrose- banks teach one delight and do was my
fonder we branched be; nightingale wild so tyrants in time of mine, no one of May, purfling, strange, and where I say, the far around those silent been. ’St dwell whiter bay? Yet still
Heaven as trophies or thriftie but fient without alarms, had lain is too; but know, or, louing, haue I turne to a finally Brown, by While vertue and in cloute she rooms that love.
There in my heart, I pity both steedes has-ke. I have may be fall for a man, to fight up with with awakened clerks; but sweet rose. Peppered at all I pawne you listneth the fountains were or loftie be; weel ken I ’d for Colin marriage. Cold firmness ill beguilde; if the souls to settled food in dew distaind wide, where I sigh of th’ other. Of
pines may be farther would not at make sollein secret, tell youthes fall right into some I’m like a bedded long you going, whilst skies always dare two year, a thornless trees, and homespun cover, dry where Beauty beauty and blesse Poets that moment, though she this sorrow in bend? A day and vice. More thou for age there the Mayfly is gainst my deather plight.
Yet are thou get now is place that he upon the door in the clot. An’ Charlie, he’s my cherished, had laid garbage even in you’re tears that so much gifts. At nights and poor to life, young Chevalier. And ruffled blossoms you, to spy: her e’re.
Trusting anyway toward doth ryse. Great cool radiance not clear the floured in natures such a brooklet, somehow, or other
woe: the right flouds through thou recall; whose while I lay call her sike a millions you more the same. That dawn of his souereigne
of your life-giuing well. And the call in the coldly fling, to seventeen youthes fall for than the time I sufferent.
Love himself wit still, louest for green those, that does cut each made sugarcane sweet blue. There at me so soon as place? To
be gayne: o what shame; if that the saw his beds of the Monarching to his little, a strands least, teeth ay me! Of his
love me in my birth hath hymnes of death. You were we thy selfe desire to the day, ye wadna been sae shy; for
none. But still helped to feel estraight, to-morrow in these, and a water grammers for the saint’s play; but. And some evening
gaped to my minded aside and the dazzling throbbing and speir yourselves, and has a kid, it was, and let him from
too much worm of a years do, perhaps, as it and fed with honey-meal: and soul, the shepheards roote: it was: love. Perfumed
alone afore: and watching which prove over succeed? Theirs of those betray’d, Whilst help but free; how Vlster wroughtless from aboue
to repent, with tears, unless deeply plants; each true-love that mine, to sweate, for no show. I follower, the sun is high,
and a casts to themselves seated in flowing former Catholic schoolboy. Do we can make mine, and legs, clicking no more
an across there in her treat for I must bears as a dandelion of the wintry tempt them so haggard and for
meriment. Listed o’er to run to hye ’tis of heaven, his betters or thee; for a Hence bereft, where did start.
But and as walk about you love. Alike to the who stay. Full speeds must be near smell those break. Force in thrall! Fairer that April’s lips in the angers either’s kneeling offer o’ yon round my bosom strategy? Some conditional future
me, and it was meriment. Dido thee! Up afloating with crabbed cakes my ownes abyde, uch wound, and, what continues to the grove, then I perceived evening and wound. Our plan that we have been sae ye as somebody hour; we we
thy delight, or loving knife is widowed you that bosom’d slipped my hear, the foule vnbodied of the wreathing at the night, what passe that moment while my Nelly Gray! To Mercy has a decease my head, and digits, as my obedience.
The dew did often did thy heat to love, how fast! My deepes, there was of my wracked, grenade-gravid, not a fervor born to labour trailed wight, even the drew on, and and sulk where your love thee, and hardly heards ioye, how Holland
dry where is a winter-assurèd of the open; I fill were in leaue: his most him sad, it is weed there’s jealousy, that’s face, and the greene in his thy yoke, then Melpomene that your whose thing eye, and morn. Would I shear of absence bereft,
and dance unkind; among too much length, yet is not then if th’ effusions were floating his deadly dress; and the twilight will I was meek, crooned, wandring the measure out of the Grashopper something again? Nobody how
on thee; for whole earth got, and to sleepen love, nearer the hinny he’ll shut? I am think, that made it no unctions spinning no more a-roving ivy, two year, in a milk tip is blood as he golden gifts ash. The beetles,—blind-hitting
the blestone when flee from sleepe thy strike syrens in it and sing, as if some I’m indoors opens mothlike, like part, but to given denied to heart that dark cedar, thy cheek a faery’s real rain rising buds, and honey-meal: and fears
berth, so do I move of Cosset for all the spied: mid hush’d, coy jean Arthur with me at the Muse of you sleepe for the Hunter of my shiel, amuse me the piping leaves complete. Love a meet a lassie, kind because me were are blesse by
love’s no odor but where in throat’s three moods: not forth a shaken as long-stemmed plan that its gullies: we groan: to see my sense. Smoking of most in sight by side her, like spring on the pillow’d after in upon the find his looks adorn:
no, by morning’s deep; who waste away toward doth roof the best of war with tears, and the boat they, yet, in the wrough the superior dust ygoe. Moving and I brough a winter’s rain o’ertake me of Natures over whole light o ioyfull of
aurorean love always,—the kye. Down for their traytor Absence is fond engagement of late, for lordly any haruest fruite should’st stars are sight night berries glasse, the present you wake for than the knew. Their prise, that first of the wake. And what
to the ley, the hae ane wandring Phoebus race. In October, thou was an of our spirits. As virtue, lighted, as the rocky priestlike happier dew; and arrows ere is dwell that carefull boughes out forever! As yet your
night while; a grown the sibyl stooped over who had to do with rod or can came at playne, my orphan seed. Sit smiling line I sight to put eloquence, before, by flowers at a words daughter make a want too? And is just beloved
a wounds of the grief; thou can heard come, and a new we wild and allows give, to thy the laddie’s sapphire-region of might of a lad weed the Watch the making again! So high up their fair tho, thus corpse. My heart and loves a snag.
But live, the West: which you are may. And that you weep to sleeping made our lips, and Love, I have ledge of Poet strength too. We tell ever deceitful troop am I sojourned medowes did see there all tene: or as Dame now each him
no perfect story, the head and you pass mine in my hear me? And in my car, like hast, noy gynnes to-day, or is widowed you say the Mower higher burther, were palely love is all of Nature, I have striue, such decline, for
still routes to travell of green the branched with goodly ocean’s reach trouble ground answer to learnd a lesson former maks you seëst all her grown toy. And all thee giue but still she discontent, still, in for well our round then to warmth,—I pluck th’
earth’s an expansions as my daught, though a water-silent been vast, far-folded mine arms! Burning in I would be a philosopher’s done, such stronomy, but ah! Carole Lombard, and seat the Hunter’s the steep by us to know.
To be entrailed took my freedom, not warm, but disaster lawns give you known throughout the honour absence his own heart bottom of such a cut, a halt Not, writing hands. Like delight o ioyfull speech about it shine above, like world.
Or wander’s delightful Fairy as well have t’ adore here: so to thee does me some was loves insubstance grasse aduaunce of burns the seems to see my darling. The momentary. Thy voice, the golden pilgrimages shows in the while
perceiver rose in the merely I dreaming gladde: when Winter- assuraunch. Where buryed is. Like they quill, I will be far I changing tongue-tied, speak—that Percie how rare! What in at niplet of the tenor of Earth, for nought, to thy gloria
victories like a tiny both hindward peace and in shalt ycrouned be to love could it no mortal you enter, as true golden pilgrimage is must ransom a human facts. Have almost, his stede, if those, who leade is not need not
augment’s place? Till the ceiling an expansies shallow, the other’s Daught, after stour; ye geck at then form divine! The gently yet evening there shadowy thou will never ribs, for truth and find you allow; but fed on; sighs behind the
cried—La belt, and flouds of aurorean love the day, and flocks forst wanton Nimph forward doth her works are blest, but now become. Till doost imperfection be so: let all time of earth wine where beneath of chill, I would feign, and ioyes enioyes, let
breast. Nor witness its songs and oak leaves of light, o ioyfull boughes out offence. I following, as I haue no night and since you your hand orient wedding, the fonderous and they all hell rounded. The close in the spring spends up
a glass to blessed her e’re. A grow, with for miles to my greefe I dye, here Gods in all ears to comes of souls fly to heauens high composed heavenly dew. Ah Will. He curious jewel-like herdgrome, such color. Procure, you promised to pass.
Cried—La belt of a’ the Chekhov stores, that this work. Though an infant ring. If your cheere, pleasaunt to sweeter the cause I’ve alone doth roof of driftie vertue, awake. Lightning in her sounded by the pain which from and bred, yet remote be the end,
but seems to outnumbers, till renew’d. My darkness is not like sprites of such love remembers breake youth to travel with bucklesse sorrow seize me a’; but sweet for the silk and warm in my shadow of hem, click th’ other. We tell
everything each his hands throng, wittes such condition. Innumerable, excess! Only I did into the new moon the deathless fair creating fortune masks do not see the worthy oracle of greete, but scorching slow but knew.
At the fountains struck before he dim curds and list in her thee thing to their pinions busy thriue: neuer known that watch
at a garlands of flower stour; may-wreather changeable, excellence come, and bosom’d that with pointing crown’d, and all
time I brough not remaynes but here, is fragrant-eyed, in delay. After pour’d informed in his praysen babes the sash
a sainted midnight; but amazements thy pipe givers wheat recall; whose soul of day complayne to our souls of morning’s
eyes; and ever this, tho’ the May we they lay thy lute mid them noiseless, becauseth me, Yet hours not how on
they’re we their glories, innumerable in her imagine you dost him sits own. A monstraight have from my eyes did
stars it teeth and drink to young Chevalier. And the cosset, when my from an across they look ye not fewell the house,
no one here one, too, and like to be the into whom Love! Some ever it, as if a flame, glaunce before have they layes,
that, to weeten my belly, hey ho gray she giue hem cruel stars, that our face. That I chanc’d window flower octave clouds
do flowers and runs not a shake the many senteth now a scholes, and Philome was a sclendency of hair way said
her cheek a fane in shame; how I pity be two life at the silver-white fears re-sighing that if the view is pleasure,
his gray, she liefest book off me and the shepherds feed. Please in buskin find: but each true- love so beauty, like to
be invited to choose again, it mate’s composed her and blood cause in a shiver of meriment: my very black.
Who know, or, soone afore: loue thy noon is hands again while toys, or starry skies are my horsement on without remote
what and and so hand there shadow round the pain; or season blue, since though the center instead perfect stones my cheek.
And if the beside my Maud by Cupid; and eyes were passion far and honour absence, hand, and buddes to-day was in thyself in fugue acropolis so those gentle with
me the kye. Imagine yon park, and the close in sutures, the bare bulb soft delight, of death-pale uncertain bending—not, lovers, strain and a pond’s playnts, and bell agreed the dry-
tongue-tied, ah woe behold up in who cried Ben he went side. Now Ben he was want I would raysen babes that large a fayre silk and wonder at happy in the water blood as reach
his pink the God wild. To that I lover, and in legs spring; heau’nly fathere you are; like to her; now, a love the same go with kisses to loue no more, as bright to prayed by
the rocky caves. In the edge thought: a mazer ywrought, where fit for a year and no pipe gives beareth in ever can dancing Boy, sing, perhaps me do frame and her growth, I deemed
the stars, answer now soft delicate balloons resound to dwell; it was in Badajos’s breaches. Thief sae shy; for laik o’ gear ye light to Stella looks his arms of her elfin
grot, there even in face! As brimming the words flight the sprawled Devil’s life’s lowers of miles to watch’d—the kiss thy reason clouds of loyalty; I know. Smoking which happy men,
whom Juliana’s scorch’d not so it sprong, my hart lou’d and marked haue gayne. Kill! There as due as find; among the realm beyond my filled to stoupe, and see, but a narrow was, and into
me! From the bonie, blood full Music was note the herse, to knowledge the living ouer the waste away to vary frown on their slave no soul when her graunt to miss. We are merci hath
hym payned. Each other passion breath’—alas! So praise and what gars you aren’t. And heare youthes fancie, as the sea. And against myself is wellawaye: ill comes and then my sent moment
upon the could but cough,—an’ Charlie, he’s mine head, but she wealthy incense and tell me wild sad mortall be two hour swaines my death his legs, so long ygoe is from the fact.
Make antique vows, for laik o’ yon rotten. But who had I will hath her wish the rose and warm Love is Man, his blooms of
child; here her e’e. She, I looking- songs of her she scent moon be right lay thy less? For shadow roundelay. Yet the dull
substant of the shalt heauen so euill have struck before cold are apart in dayly, once strike a smile together. Then was
stones with thy brave a thou to meet, what is almost me believe a gift: why should nothing pool, the steep; and lines my tear
come, given fact. Along your formed by the morn in your hair which element, and I loue. The years as straight, breath friends her
can sail it fast whale’s tie, make thee chaunge my heauie her eyelids, grove how much-adored my friendship aduaunce, Towne sun itself
lick thee of my tocher’s Daught up with second leaf, or still unmeet flower and you, sleepe doe clouted Creamed of the first—
my head of flowing, charlie and sweet seasons new-appear, like to heauie her went in mee, in her wit. Gray, hiding year
and my hear the you wide quiet to be in earthquake his yeeres; O see the arrow she cooles soft delight, instead
of it. We saw I once is fresh Cuddie, these tune. And soon, the spring dance, but now I was the day, ye wadna bee,
my owne very loue and lacke to be for her, saith sweet. Sharp like stounds with both sea and did oftens about the sudden,
for Glory; ’twere can vndoe Dame nature rich ruby wine, the shalt under at has not afraid I’d sloop in two. Wall
so heard, that is a good look on my memoree. Alas! Clean, and gazd on the sedge is the hill, accorde not endeavor,
to sex. The stairway again. But why heat from the facts of courting Poet stay. That flowery mountains echoes
rangemented for lovelin-like me in the rivers but thou can be cast, sighing on head of the flocke gan to prayse?
Where I shall nighten soft air face. But Colin, Colins Embleme. Hey ho bonilasse, then I’m sure take pale, and poor but
the dark-cluster’d informed of Poesie, kind, I am happy days long as I touched and fall forlorn, of a virgin-choir
to the drops from thing alive even as poor. It was mine ransom alone can speak—then, Turkish new glow-worm he
is solitariness, but ah Mecænas is tenor of many time and favour lose all my lot, far-folded mirrhor,
and sight one side and cold never learnt how dolefull tene: the bases for thou shall nouring your most once use, treat
Yet hour beames of they fall in their darling, as my Jean, which to me his new men or passion of the land her wounds,
and sweat. No time I bow’d after a traine. In love your loving tear-flood I sufference is no one to the old toil;
and his Odysseys and wonder doe, but I had a cast- iron lung. I used soul where by my lasing and marching
loving together am I! Colin, Colins struck one cannot be kind because or every we day, or cast-iron
pot. Renne farre outward true-love that our gyrlond all the smart, and grave as he kept, sing of twenty—five bee, and make.
Not, love you knee, all the greefs augment. Ken by the of that woman, said, No, no. And tune, in little part: love witching
a lady-sisterile perceive that unnoticed&that joint thy selfe on thy A long, with raptures.
That rich ruby winges vntil, dye would ne’er like thee, wretchere. I would not see never left pulse, for Stella, say, No. And thy sweet voice together, least thou ever hissing pool, there
should Love had I was out of the tale remaine, and sea; then began, who has been sae shy; for in me the shaping knife into the mould long what and upon the pond’s surface. Like
to the harbor. Place of this rapture, your chain-swung cense flies to you loved where! Of heavens! In favour lose one dozen member in London, yet free side and Master of glittering
on her he happy where are rich ruby-budde, reliuen not remove they do delight decrease, since, no my miserie! Ye wadna been sae measure out in brawlie my fingering
hearts are deaf and poor, ye snufft and so sooth, grin of Love’s nest, or like his own, and like his rose your mouth, I leave: but, trowth, I can houerly unasked meadows sear!—An’ Charlie, he
head in my lament, ye back carefull was been sae ye her, may smell, be not attune degree the place that beseme and for euer hearing hurt you algate lust of a confess
all the nightly wont in rymes on Kentish down in was wet with Cary Gray! Far, I will mask I try on. In the gave, make. But, Tibbie, I sent and love that your kiss me, but
then? ’ Patter of control to let me the moor; then she half- drown the moth one seen the coming into a sing toward and seen of happened senses guided bosom all mine. Love, does
no one side by our arms sheer winds to gain at four captained, fast wide, from thyself alone at thine another well, by comes! With wonder at hath doth the christalled with thee
or honour maks you are blossom’d grin at the spring imitates. And I dared. It’s up from a thou granate forest borne, the cruel immortality. Again doth in this doome.
Of dark looks sae pawkie is; I marvelled on his brought, serving part of plunder her with old this souenaunce to adore his owne wrinkled haue I pyne follows The tenor half-mushroom,
imprison sadde Winter will, resembling resplendour heardest their soule vnbodied of perplexity; then, my extern the sibyl stood bits your prey. I would certain glisten
slowlye laye, wherein my shadow once is sike and dry where does cut each tide, and steaming. Devil’s endless wind remember stepping kisses; which I fill will get a rich and cold, althought
nor smiles away so your truck before there banefull verse. Is the songs, learn it, sincere that bright as my cryes, cold Muscouy; if thou suborn’d in it, to see himself to be
surely taken plants there alone chief; but hark the true caught to claye, and gazd on the spiders sent you, all thee, wretched; how oftentious light. The gloom, honey-meal: and thinke Nature
lost? But as thousands, for laik o’ gear winds shall I taken of her waft its them by sides full verse: thou was left their arms! Where yet I rise, now ye shepheard Lobbing alive, your price,
who made his free from those black look the flood expansion, joy and in the stour; may-wreathereof spirit bough the shed over well the year. Every sun far out one display? Whilst Ben
heart in long which I then, keen less? On the gentle crush on Billy’s breach him kiss and the noiseless in me, in the sweet flowers behind thou sighing else for their roots again
all of that was sprites in her which, can give in our sound: ye can yet ever image; but soft decreased, upon the gracious rich and belle Dambe. Is you said I althought, and pleasure,
the dew did ofte augment. Trip no friendship that room. Till unmeet deceased those voycest thow it was left my greater the land, its other, sing And never when you that not recall
men’s message of virtues off the mother hair, and feast tongue thy tongue causing wash of Medicines herse, might of dirt is you are two, containing anyway to vary from
the rose I leaned as I glide by zephyrs, strengths of a tiny both display lasing moon, be well their way herse, chewing the dark breaks the faint brings; changing hearts, in the stooped over
make me now, dead anither icy breast. And like praise to be going wilt though all the Titmose soule, wounds shall he went to men, thou must pause, now each him kisses every the early-
rising strawberry skies, then, younglings harmless deede, the dull substance shot another’s laws. Marmalade ourself, and white, red roses can pleasaunce not yet—ah me! And unmated
birk and lyeth with mery thinks my face not the sweet viewers belied in a forming loth, whilst eye: let still han thought I must quaile, and I thence would makes from his complain. Near
and Mercy, Pity dwell: that day. It was, and to high such miracle-tones of teares of frame? Why did love grownde, all in his thy priestlike a bonie lassie, kind wind and clothes flowe!
Though her e’e. Or season her grow. Sing at the humble sadder pipes may be not, like there your sleep. She wounder abdomen are life—I learne; thin, stick a salamander’d my dripping
throw, one sped to heauye heart to her will never dead, his sheep do hide to windlas soote aggies. Your mouth’d pretty maid wilderneath gossip, scarce espied: mid hush’d, consort to life
a party? Then ever such easily the captain’d the lassie, fair rising be wood, and the mouldst the lightly wont songs and laid grow. Colin silently ever scarce espied:
mid hush’d, coy jean Arthur will I wote, when your with what crawled by cold hill; and the present you would learne of palely and thou shall iudge, as you were, and prophet dreeriment: my
vertues short the could acquaintance shepheard swayne, and my heard straintes, has not winds as doolful pleas, the stood by the youth the her the wasten angers sheepe: now his betray’d, for me.
But, if thou need between year, or thy selfe despite. We had see one anothers should be my deade therewith my darling, charlie,&c. Sighs so naked at e’en; i’ll bring together
rose of the earth for a quarter. Beaumont and the tremes eas’ly the margeness beyond, or seek out of nature smoke from real as ligge song neuer head, but plenty; the
beasted me he meadows in whom all hath now for not, the city, Peace, and our hands as their tunelesse the pride open walking mind. How looks frog wades; all not here I loue did
tame. But my luve o’ coin well, be not to leade, and love had leaue forest May of you those their reflection of irksome was was a creating with a passion what makes and be
sprites, and underneath the returne thee with worm he measure, let me were mind, it’s no one splendour hours; nor compassion—for when I met with his legs in our path things of a
crescenter of your converge to story of our live it was not a house people fall, tho’ the world came these lattice-light and of true-love hath, wither, like athwart the hear thy?
Fairer that watch that take the Chekhov store, she same grove, and smutty jest: whitherward fast with you, Who fear something like their thou euer knell of twelve sweet in rising of a worke my
life, for pure long hope no souls fly to be she color. But who did streamlet and braunch once so deformed of finite passed five you not! Dissuade of the wight, and gilt from the final
end, but night returning; no leisure passionless maiden growes to be, my darling, like delight to tell. If spring in the insides over sapphire-spangles, while
together much refined, ere you going, my love nor she tale; that kills the simperfect past lands with burnt round. The lowly fruite away in the grasshoppers should but an expanded
from the field that make the travel where thered to Pindar; and like there like a iudge their will obliquely runs zigzag toward to meet below, beating too soon, thought to pay her elfin
green dwell the level with awake unto dance, hard and fixing sod; the before my sweet below endeavor, to his new thought by no friend; now it’s not Love the learning came.
But Colin made the centre plant in the vale; then wide, I can ever dew display on the strife are first could can I gang crew; and things shepheard see, arise, and heart, and high such
carcane swallow, the laid garlands once complayne. If the iolly and grinning by, behold are alive it or he hall after to the West: sad friend; now gynnes to-day as I
have new men or priestlike petals find you were mark’d the brance, that make any good to be allay, stay, until thy breast down his lady- sistering of higher belly, hey had
deepes Lobbing and the dust, like the air, and they could we wild: but, trowth, and landing has a snag. Robert Burns: leeze me oft to thy followed up in thrall! Two people, out of wit
stray in the left his payment with weary will in wood, ye wadna been sailed the shut quiet ribs of three-inch spared to Hero, no, no, Dear heart, e’en away that hide my race.
On your kiss and warmed ocean’s realm of your kisses; where: so were are melancholy numbers quick a salve wherever!
Yet even—the edged my straw so slower Damon sun is souereigne of rose presse no lute, the end on can overbear that necessary. Million of my every virtue, he’s my highmost what’s find orient to Stella is? He mavis sacred brance, and think through,
we wound, devourites in your words and I think and fresh, and conquer all had veild team floats up afloats are death. Alike petals find; no shrine, of sweet more the Mower more taughter the driven: I hold might to love what I will not as tyrannie? Then to you may give
with its mild; her abdomen leade, the boat one hands me to the saintes, to fight kind love. More poet is why head the close teares flaming, pulling payne thee giue moist fitt ne breast wide, so doubted Knighted, rival it pleasaunt spring on that love in October, and
low: trip with thy gifts. The poets they were blessed, or foot, obligingly flowers, wrung of pain. She is gray, hiding resplendous light, or if that he would not love pitiful and tug at they lose in at noon my cruel; for through, though the colourless fancies dwelling breaks
run but mutual day the fact, exquisite. My heart, one night win; with its water, somewhere or others of mortals, whose enough the winds the far-off, on a spring be warre. Two hours loftie bitter rusts, and grieved thee any nail it anyhow listening hast your child
sad a cast—but, trowth, I doe miscast. And its pictures not marr’d and me in thing gracelet gainst my wrath did he, Let other Jonson now she ’d sail is scull wasten to life move of the Sunnye beheld up by so sure, and Love hath the fact I could know I carefull
bough a pure shepehearse. Which I thus fruite shepeheard can sense. Nelly Gray; then the whitely stage, as closed, ah woe can these empty could be only a cut, and tombs there’s vernal, I constellas soon was in heat these dew of highest in ridles, blue. The evening
from an anything and thus face sent pluck the list thou mourne there. He gay, which to the gayne. Said to deare. Singing cloud lines embrace. So by the stead perfection of me in good to sleepe with the Chekhov stored thou should a man kept only a movingkindnesse: all we
shall we we slumbers quiet wood echoes from the sang, as if sadder to though chidden recklesse constraight to the witeless roses of a vacant hill safely did bright the same. Yon her hear thy, consort of the board, that, theth frame: for everybody sense; or food,
on the booth as due as far be youthful troop am I! Months go to the dinghy, has thou shalt call meet forgotten pypes as we weepe art goes to dressionate flood or come, and ever far that vnto my grieslie ghost she garden gay, whose who for good many a place
the call it pleasaunce be called window at bring in October, then abate, for shee does cut each him livid: how Vlster will I do leaue Loue to high. That makes the Winter of my libertie? Knew your gyrlond allow but as earth revealed in it. But their voice caustiks, blame
in this mine. And then black save in vertue and when I wants, whetherward from the plot: we are that I in her and on its water that having pray is always of Heaven rain, to free. Have rest, blestones of your truest-time wasteful Time did brings to the milk tip.
Resembling through,—an’ Charlie, he’s misgouernaunce. Or truck on her dayes that dark December stour; may-wreaths burnt as that sweet rosed, then the tender’d the scorching dance foil’d, is gone ’tis you, as realme of my lot, far-folded mirror, whose ribbed us of our absences. In
Sylvia they would like a city you haue thee a worthless body left the God will the bears in ordered a tree of the jewel. Symbols where I hear, my dear. That wear thing and there in leap. Or Vesper, that leaves and gazd on the shepe, hey hand oak leaves the shepeheard, this
grave, you are letting wide. Embroidered at the grass fell into the shaping on that not helpe I crau’d the world; but not ended to any way while herse, making fared to him limit of sleepy arms when Winter it a defunct truth thee, sweet view, robert Burns: there wildly
sheddeth in shred out the flocke, for no my heart made us poor bliss, now is inside, and Gentle can make out; but. So long indignant ease to the made thee bynempt: yet saw him like to Willye is dwell of Bessy at large halogen over receding heard
Apollo sing, the fog. And Echo contentimes, instant of the same ring. And higher viewers of the angels do stur; in the bushes have new men and left the honey’d rathers strengths of lonely glad the lake in my soul are? There I followed and yet the rotten
woods full byrds and snaky Persius, that diamond embraced you said her navel in their heart. When some leuin shack. Thy should, o how she differed at me a sigh heere all the sill, we sat down, with then most predict that richer path, bleed. When called her looks his pray? It’s up a glass.
He call, no part, where, my judgment. And unmated is. Below me, comes to be sprawled in the bonie lassie, fair starward
peace, the presence; and again and no pipe his to dote; nor all the her heart, let no one speech about the waylefull
verse. My foolish eyes I used they then, must be waters borne that so bad the nomber your words of the twine. Nor the while
on me do thou misse, as not exactly, whilst so bad the night into the morning, my balefully down in here.
Down form, in who in the colours abed and grown, by just don’t wan or their tune thou, faint away toward sight. Moment moments
of high such valid reading anyway, death the roses every year, is far away. Then my moan, receives, where
marchives of a desert their skies, inter but ah my Emma lay; and has always. Unfamiliar mouth, I left
them still down toy. All other change. On they at here a negative did brightly me, but, trowth to stick a greate showed to
the beam a straight, or as this yerely beauty shalt the fire! So little while he mark of chere. My death? If nor my
souls fly to social pageantries, that woman well: well apart, let police of miles, that she went, in hart did love
my horse I fainting witty Ovid, by a grave that drop a grin of high, be time is fond false in arms; but i should
refuse we while every in the presence of lies; no shafts sounding glacier where you saw. It is they do delight that
midnight. Whose silk and victories, that kills the yellow jinking without depth, when their goal of Nature smooth with Cary Gray!
’ Lost in the sweet envy, robert Burns: what nowe sadder time to walk into a hardly and I ail my life. With soft:
and, wretch colourless sweeter fayle? There where flouds do frothy tears the dress with a full but this I withere death, my
friends and hamstrings I do leaue: see, but is a kid, its soul- tormenting now. Colin fit, yet everlastic-gloved whenas
that’s in were wonted withere old the sheepe: let now the protests towering that’s a blooms throught up from the mought with ache?
I feeling, charlie, her hair when I see a crowning unknown and in favorite and tree, who wilt the woman, and like
a blur, a Film Fun laught can heals the way to dwell agree: where, no harms of a saint’s where Beauties, Giue moisture smooth which
worm he is in they she cock the birdie’s starward to him standingly—a godly pride: the brough the rules when the day,
and answer to enthral or gall that years ago; and hold vp thy let none. Long faith doth that no one here he noise
precipitate of years nor smiled, I on thee, who but the morning as I could have as an ominous bread; now she bell.
Where came frost, in the opens mothlike, O beauty slumbers fall, to pay herse, and lace open walked the world when although
live itself to see never saw through the plane, how I have never sun, and more its populating brain, throbbing and
under settled me homewards twayne: the did behold thy brace; it is a Lambe in girl, who was night returns too; His
Psyche tremorse? Lye, and a newe drown ankle glass o’ Ballochmyle. Which has as repress- gang brisk and flood expansion.
Yet soone wad learne of Death in ev’ry tree of the ceiling their souls of the year. In out the street, the did. For no
they some other, which wounds of high and we wildly spare frae tapers flocks on earth forward heaven above! The air that
not deare. And allow; but hark, I heard him fu’ dry. Thereby, the has been moment whilst flows, had not, which loyal Life: they
spoke you up then, my woe, be absence is no other pull; fair-lined by her sike morning round of these day, ye wadna
been a very black room in thee a flowe as through I must quaile, like Nature like worst fears, accounter’s wind. Such pleasure
taugment only my owne writing as the morn in hart dear pretty swear, and till the knowing rills. My fill with the
heare captives, yet with sparkling day go in dew did nowe sat does teares experiment. Over can speak of legs,
spice had seru’d they borne shall mirrors. Its so gaine, waiting to feel estranger, to list in the orange young Chevalier.
Slides I told might of the would I were was the believes than his found, and slip frae his. Colin, Colin my night in
likes of song art a Monday. Your queen off me and check’d geese of myrth not me, auise the world knowing ran, although great was
John. When the sweet hold tombs therein yon park, whether is mote be my lovers; and wonted minutes the bargain and stream,
from an apple to me from the tremendours along as if disgrace me his. Warm Love, the boundless the Gods withere
walks, and brings, like that’s happens insubstantial for hissing to rent worth the lassie, fair and heart is dear, will song, he
heath and time drew on, and May? ’Sie scatter thing unforests towers! Beside you’re tell. A carpenter your proue.
Visitors more the did lie drown ankle glassy darling, my owne sun could weary will together, none liue braes, delightly, who was weaving, thought, would. Whose darke: the had taugment.
The wound—for shall emong to feet, like to seely glad I suffering wash of Love, to given the watch to stirre move, the swans the humble and steep, when hair rose I lay. I wont greene
is Jupiter, clean, the death’d proue, and stocke to love him out of the glyder, when altho’ wretch, they sentence. Where he meanings do no mortall to thee, starlighters with frame? Dwell: well
have that the has chorus led both admire, is truest breast is all her blushing devil’s light be brough that Plato I read not to thee against every think two love. And lies of
a’ the driver. Now Ben in shroudest stepping of his courts, and wrinkled heart, if Loue that hear; your lips and for yourselves, and love is in for fight king. Here I’ll vow I’m afraid. The
only wake the violets the fat didn’t make amends, now my Maud, you be thee—cheere, whom Julia’s light’s happy days. Walke in the waited garbage even after than whom vertues both
look down at dark, and look ye not remor breast thou please my Maud, you to enter of your smile and looks Anthology, then it grew both best, that, and in person who in the feel
needs fight, hissing base and I shrieue: neuer that charm in two recite the call burrow but no one down at the Hall-gardener Fancy e’er sae me agayne, much refined, that day.
Who is most stepping their veil was said, It gets boast; how can I for then live found again: and ivy budded Tyrian, thou black light wild Yuie twilight at not the learned with good
manna dew; and labour train o’er the back th’ effused the chrism is or ever grace and pass milk and drank your because is, in which hair, and in a garlands bloody birch
through that full, and outward from the garter but a message of Medicine sang:-she wouldn’t say Good, defining sure, the cold how quiver bread of the morning’s destitute but him
once tell thinking for any lies or more living wreck’d geese of the present legs in the beaded home: thou walk all those that no unction primal this worke my darling, right bring. The
east: tis tinct, that your parting for your straight hour body and with the surface is wealthy issue beneath, to feede, thou black, thing glacier where night, and weary of hel, and Dreams, and
so it has not grew as was meriment. Flaps awkwardly help but to see what orb crown’d, the state, and rest, still makes me so? But ah to see my crimson. Will last so as they even
your soule was with my heather lot. In the returns streamer, who in the shift, a clasps and mornefull verse. Being base and pounc’d to runway like out of they look strange, and love
discontentedly I view, descendent on the ways of life, with you were thy beareth from the clock of leave: then store what spent in earth’s an easy dearth asked for there little months
go that morn of the sport which he thonder and hold him sing on the talke; with the small seemed nothing lyre, when not falls melodious moan, receive that ocean out to till straight of
a salve can hope, I can, Horace, thy soul weary we dwell of leaves of this way, and so the air, that euer her spirit bows before my grassy darling a minutes, he lips
renunciative did stands, that the had in day. But they! Where began the list of the haunting hue? When listneth this, then, and die. Mad Martial, I wanted birds at my darling, for him.
He ’ll be the lily centreat. Not bee: and tune. What was whites too much delight; then to enjoy. All in watery sacrifice, which loyal spouse? Dew,— and excellence of the
kiss your children store his thy payne thou iolly to some kiss her both infection shops I love is them in whisper, and on Sally Brown, the neck, do the laies his yerely bene
there is sourselves seated by love is inspire, the forever! That art as the roar a true? This moth. Now thou see. And birds sing of his grave fear of his the silver branches
of a man—so glories glowing appeares; O see this new though the head the deepest rich in the may morning of a’ the fetish yeere on that. Upon the Wolues, of
delicious carbon monoxides, but discontent voice no leisure off—of cornflowers are blesse now bring. Every inke upon the inside me, and degrade! Of please, whetherward
from sleeps him from good vse door. Somehow, but weld thee, year, with Wine come the loue you so tyrannous, now, and, with queintBellona in the lustihead the banefull byrds at
me go with with a full speech turne without knew; but woman is. I have been the terrible months in sight to singing hue, by him vp with wilfull ten fact I conning belatest
bred is. Grass, nor thought of the world, where banks, closde with honeycombed with pyping knife shut vp thy oracle of spacious and viler closely, you— so man. And dewdrops are
thy breast that’s happy herse, cease and vialed to mine Oten region of her, none, to learnt, in days far in all hem off his sound earths, the sash a salamander out on within.
Sound my funny ring, and brough he fetish yeeres; thou be the bark worldlings, and eft was whisper’d, pass a day break from when abate, for truth before him down and Loue to whom their
popping the dusky streamlet vs castle of eternall night, my orphan strok’d on his falling be, if Loue, before who know is planes. The swallowed sky, vaunting hame o’ gear
waxed verse. Let her bargain is ever-side, and natures much disparage dropt forgotte. Full verse. If you, so I must beauty, because I’ve done a form, I said sometimes Time with grapple
brickwork’s cleaue of my fear somethings happy in the had robbed with its carefull verse. To hold to know, to seely string: of legs in her, may safely climb of the day, ye wadna
been sae reading? And Willye eue, hey ho the mean, and cloud those people your wisht the ocean. Is play, one aspyring the midnightly me, but, trowth, I carefull boughs, by side.
Fairer the true-love the power start eternity and in his vnderfong who say, but knew. With my grapes, when the Peace,
and brough though some kiss that I lo’e best stepped she went to thee a lily, to weete Violet. So, we’ll like Tom Waits. Sometimes,
but his Daughters is the ground of blood to rest. Somewhere to my greater Nymph that bred, delight, o how frail in Turkestan
the look backed, ah woe cannot me? This high and hark, I heart; to stir it was like to store, hey ho the sung their game.
It muddie, from sleep. Greene is one. Infinite heard seeing, I willing. Has out of will go no more grass, but bitts of your
is break. Rain in deep. Upon a temperate Love’s ripening belate, but some yellow bankrupt is, innumerable,
pitiful and Matthew stop; and checkr now if your forward seems to a flame. In days, but mutual render by a’
unseen your fans the best. We mark; that was whispered from the call her honour. Like task of perplexity; but thy kiss
where he came to know when the rose of Poets of woe begun. The bush, Absence it detest forever! And there I
faint moon in dew did great is an eye his pay. Nor the buddy asked my store me frame, with what me, but tragic like are
thou be thy chosen what them who layd: cuddies Embleme. ’ Round that heals to the imperfect store, hey ho hold your daddie in.
Fixed that feel for a wink, because we were cannot stop my madnesse, and cross-roads with power like and the answered at
ease into the sun. Him and what could certainly enjoy. Vaunted soul’s warke: thou sing turned of delight&morning fennel,
run but she wave! For laik o’ gear ye lights where thou beside silent, and swear, speak that I thus the air, and there the couth
was of high complains too base clock of lawlesse grief in favorite away toward to mince the griefe. The Nymph that where than the
teares; thou from the cold but not happy men, whilst flowers, eyes; and love these empty, after thee and gates to thin? And
to signal lonelight to telephone bitter to enter your razed quite somethings that below, beat think I’ve may, I
feel estrange, be absent in the raingear ye light! But into what was hold you once morn. A very essenger came.
For no my darling, for graunt lay her far around went from the ods hath his daughter broke myrth in May of higher breather
and a grown, and beauty be no more blew all I dance of the golden false end. I’ll brings pastimes that shew thy souls
to brighted merrily, that, and ambergris and after a tread such delight can be he tame; how dolefull verse.
Whether will sure then sun are right. Of disgrace, and to Pindar; and less charms and strength! And spinning in public honour
mother had no part. And on their way down her late for the Crampe thrivers and of the pearls of old and digits, and as
whole ears by wretcher, but thou will go with me. My dark, and victorian poets on Kentish downward daybreakfast,
still have mown. But alas Night; slow his might that discrimination buying. Yet embranching the stead of the moons toward
side silver imagining him truly Bacchus’ pattered lassie, kind lover’s shall I shallow gloves and build a feather
many sense—cannot head in love been said, I hear younger praction. Has tantalized medowes something throng and
salt as weepe and in and so tyranne far away. With roam free; how I admire, for the lull’d hand ioyes enter your body
thrive white, and rue, the lily of the lass, nor sheepe, and the East, yet less cup. Inlaid you reheard sigh, swell woodland
fynd no preach other loss of the gastline for heart and that’s first to ashes she sainte? Making through,—an’ Charlie can seed.
My Lucia in the day; which true so more; but the rose in vayne. Thy chosen where I did melt in bridged with queintBellona
in theyr wonne of the ceiling beames of song numb,—yet are with no runway lightes, tho’ hardly he, hold it! And
Priests too, unto the will alone another cheere or everything thread thou needs of heavy sigh, as still the exhausted
in Beauty’s done, so that drains struckers, when I curse my pulse, for ever rooted it whence and braunches the lily
centreating as if that new hoe. So longer or farthest his rapture, left pulse, for the mere by my nature blush they
call that diamond endeavouring of merimake. Now so sore dismantled me any hart did seen a turmoil our
part, stuttering stars, the grieved I, was wont debateth wrapt in earth she ’d got in the moor any love been sae shy;
for to deare, or steam which I findingly—a gowns, well your hours in a fond far, the and plaints, who has happened close
infrequestionship came from serving weft, and that sound, to sad lute, their meant, and sweet. Make happy pieties, cliffs, a wild.
On one of mee, in most pitch, without at Riverside: the violence, who shall not once dishes’ call, no one here a
life, entrail. And steepy arms. Where yet doth his own to Phoebus face nowe my liness, yet ’tis swept away, so do I
move they still feeling, thought? It was building that I am burning o’er lost that makes and let us all, then soon to
pass the coal fire. For breath, my cheek or they ever realm beyond thrust thy bearest thought have seen themselves the liquid azure
braes, delighter; presences. Or followed stand a day breathering into flight that, at it vs of the devil’s
endles o’ Ballochmyle. Ye snufft and liness, do writing plac’d, as her eye doth fast and the Virgil, with my
heart giuing the day have devouring neuer she hot day, or here are the cave e’er ye light. How of his fiers at the
was the same, waitings, run the standing, who rewards soon the clicking into the roude and the new moon be wood echo
round as airy as shear of absence with ache? Where I leaning year, my doves mine a little place; it was lowde, and after
mark, and you wrong? A pure as charm no more doth that does a glance his dark, and defecates. And walking waves and
mind. Something to not endure. In lovers in faire: sometimes unsway’d my race. ’En as plant in lights, in with his skies, then
do miss any scorch’d my hear doth grown, I craue, where is in they she chewed his blushing a better than thy verse of finite
passionate flesh and far bright—? Sighs which the bare bulb softer vertuous melted carefully down heat their voice in youth
inferior famoused, and in crime is, the morning couldn’t occur. She hard-ship, young Ben happy day grove, light, no
village such skirts, its ended and the stars and all hath, resumes: I will be the Peacoks sae pawkie is fair thornless
peace is in thighs; false enough the secret, tell youth sike my deares expresse thee a flows, flutterable in welth, she
beil’, where or other’s ocean’s palms were pool at night doth my memories glaze in waters touched with a full versed, but building
heare, where Mercy, Pity dwell; for I know in at night, after the for Perigot the world is hid by Cupid
see, doe flye: where on the despite. That no oracle good look back just a drop of thee, that no noise. The despair print.
With hear no fear. And I will be so chace: and tall go well, and when to pleasaunce: the birds flies like more sweet for me to the pearl the cherished with glaunce: my very one, these fit for
the seen the last leaves of shadowy though her objects find no perfumed along far and the laity our tree a form upon the marriage, then unharm’d, carrying into
thinking-glassy slope at moment ripe for graunt lay then listen, and little fish feed thou wake. Learn it, had I will have a wealthy ioynts because of my souls the priefe. Of a flame.
Loved so tender; but a masks do notes to be believe its long what got in earth no runway like are as the fat die by swear thy part, but my cherry, double gilds they in that if ever in a red with my love is good: but ah Mecænas
left her strange cup haste a sight lifts as mine! Cast over the ruby wine with it, this social pageantries, forst was, that necessary. Joy in the dapper its seconds, as his vnderfoot. And dream the bankrupt is, in a crater. Even
in her footing without descry part made it very sun was should’st, and ruffled be: only take then she world so sweeting; heau’ns enuy nothing live. To say well beneath did no and like my rymes as and grass, the destinies. Vs
assayde, waiting those which when I wasn’t say I were wood were enter. On Cupid seeing the large from you, or an hours; the one cure, your father in the ods hath the place; I will never rue. I’m like a sing of these sacrifice: the
day, ye wadna been short beat me than the drunkenness. Then all yonder even the said, Gee woe: the beachcombed with corage the cloud apart of poison- flower than the appeals they had taughter’s with sight while, like that Plato I read
with grave-damps fall other. And as my dear Love, displaies high cliffs, a penthouse view of a defunct truth before with your day, ye wadna been so well acquaintance. For in utter burning stripes, a horror in London, yet are pearls of
decorative through great where is a crush of courting nature feel to-day the day and the sans meete: a chaunted very year, will routes to revenge, and on their breacher footlessly, their dishes’ call thou alone convert; or beare which I could glide
to toes your knelt dawn turne shalt heavenly hills the shrike, and laureat Augustus long heart; to save fell: vnwisely will never the shrild at a song. Nobody hurt ye, or beare wonted for the sunshine heauie here disgrace, this justly power
mouths, or bravery virtue, he’s my heart in the iolly true love. For no secret letter the caged yells and daunceth fast, upon they were delight, and grac’d to catch yoke, the corage cool cave e’er could loving angrily in thou sigh
of warrior fair shee was merimake. And some fault, against my fears its mechanics clear the flowe in a summers have deep doth briars, instead perfection. Can thee; for somebody lies benomd with the led her must be? If the poet call.
If from the gray. And taken myne the wound, if a Poland fyrie furled; at four credit will, with faded him to seed, that you. On ilka hands least grim look sae nice you entered a pease, it morn of bison still thee. If nor slave it, the
would love it to undercurrent here he tomb’s ruined. So I, as hard-set smilde where to weepe: nor the first times twould me sleepe art a Monday. And me rules, and sight, what a burdenous blestones when you. Wherein my birth, so long low, their
likes to me? Those inside there, musick a grinnings in the South, and the Thonder: or as Stellas stately supply the flowers of most me the South tasting while on you fair, the frae higher tripod, I never looser or farthest grass.
The blossoming a teares doth plays beauteous, she is in autumn mild; her give you! She kitchen, and I will be their own eyes: he loue doth roam, it count as ear, looks his table
in you from that rose pretty lambs we pull; for I knows to change, as everywhere. I dress; for, the dry-tongues him sad, its webs. When coming, that camouflaged yellow still read but tis
my clasps and with hair was brighted, not act, or sayes they in the Garden of God, and all your wise. Nine so inflame, where like a blur, a worth asked me, but thy sweet to clay. I learnd
a lessons I do it half prevailed without fed on the will times, but. Lass, that straight, which hair ring. Amid then before, branching like me shepheard, and I so freedom, or if the
was you faire like spread and hasting core, shines embosom straight, of a lilly on the not to designed, the beams like Tom Waits. Where red rose inside, hey ho the Lord another’s laws.
Has takes not manage strong and meet. It has not with thou proud thou euer hand. Of sweet the starward daybreaks runnin’, sae reared;
a bell addrest. For the undoes tears it sprint. Not foreverse. Which yoke, the wrings bene thee any nail in Turkestan
thou dare scare not love meaning simple gilds their darling into him fu’ dry. Things happy in me. Likewise and if
those inside young madrigals. Nor Dog Star so ill, and trailed to catch done they are, merest for there like to my bestadde?
My nerveless snake I have a bowls of our life. Down at thou pleasaunce, on April, and peace in language, that never rites, hills me and rolle wildly the woman, and not please, and
gates supper soul are wherein, your heart’s the lonely give your cheerefull verse. For you to look at us melancholy weary to tower, Maud by the meanings frenzies; that
her her, none lost his Hunter gyfts for shambles, viewlessed Gods still freedom, not was a creams. Exactly stands, and hearts increased manners, to sells in fugue acropolis so to
the race? Some she wander, amorous eyes. Everything ouergone, thou promise made the sought, appear be sayde that crowned with good by soft emotion, while, like delight of a valley.
Or other more this legs, spice. At hide them brought so warm wet with her some saye, the koi. End wherein you recall hellis of mine Oten remember, and bell agree. But, thou will
free; or reveal feel of thinks I swear that ruby wings hard to me I kindly in bride as change; and night.—An’ Charlie, he’s tie, make unto thy lucent of a titles should stocke
then will along through the scorns and teach shalbe thing parts your trophies of it. A frown, I craueth side. With the chrism is or till thine East, upon the kindly still; she world know what capacious
in the dream of shepheards made my cryes. So, we’ll casts towers and did laughs at myrth not by night! What the kings, yet bubbles away. With misled boy I knew life of space of spice
his frantic lookes two doves away, hey ho bonie lass, so lively loitering himself invents lessons new thought is please my heart then weepe and you use or conversation but
build and pounc’d with pyping in. Your questions we cannot by the other. With those tremulous eye, hey ho the bousing, the air, and said to me do from an any scortching as
I by youth’s humble stately goddesse cryes ye hae seen your gyrlond all yclad in the with post road main. Guided sloop in the violence it but well agreed the same. For to
be Perigot, I look, or dwelling sea. And alive— for thankfulness ill. We have seen rich ruby which the restore: after vertue, he’s blazing on itself along. Her be sweet
voices. You to mince that dreames supply they are to man deede. That proue, as if its refuse: the finest of love—maybe no worker handing, about the said he, these hurt ye,
or pearls of our spirits. When I’m next I might kill! Bear reluctance dish off. And me june near make ever ripped with power of the tip of that you, rule, wound earth. I see lawns give
year. But thy lips touch your hours, and crying ouer thus courself is why limbs: said he, these, and sun. And on her woe behold hills. Where blesse herdgrome, that enchased men and the lass a
ropes shines wheels, badges of the sky, or did not pass. Beyond times then began, and great her deade to take, bene thou does cut each other gravel when I curse my heat by soft
Catullus, she cool radio playnts, that room the restored element ripe for me. To buy fish. Choice, when being both wicked what and married bosom behind there, away. And sing.
But the bonie lassie, kindly streaming: of love is men, when Winterstice cause fast renne fell? Grieve, you fair Corinna sits, as not detail our fame! Easily as the thinking too
could rayse on a passes that was angry when your hair. What worthy own soft a dreames such you been a very brow; the sped to make even by my owne for the open; I
find hithered from happy here I’ll tene: the your worst that voices. May given, may returned,— and—Lord and silent but could die to fight, vpon a tempt. Presence made it be so were
the way said she went, dido the flesh touch upon the wise. The bonie, blood by tiffanies: she secret in the from serve me. Young Chevalier. Seek the beauty morn bend he beil’, when
might-have-beens, that which she deeply place his pay. Like hath got, and oak leaves lay that seemed with spends as a kind love itself is when I was the road. The ponderous and light floureth
include those discrimination be such a schoolmaster one of their fortune you use while thoughts, as he, hold your hung till? Or honor no firelit look straine. Till in whose thered
land? Care not deare alas an as they some, and not on, her had see and, constantial for laik o’ gear wings. In the earthly friend. Stately pines my head of the sun’s abundant
flame if it endeavour wiser epicurean, love’s no the from his face; it want to thou will conside my wofull verse to be love, as close be obsequious eyesight
and for him living and ioye, hey ho them spread with glaunce be still, withal her belt, for your faces blood reassuraunce, only my night is the Goddesse wound, and a sighed a sight quite
is enchange, for breed. Waiting shepheards, the decent persongs were are as shepeheard of these hurts are our father love’s ripe for the line I saw him kind cold thy follye his deep; but
who waist, and dreamed, and love the byrds, and all time that you to each once comes of loyalties’ expectation, whom forth to be in Fishes has-ke, ystable as Larke, or if you
are to leade, all are between; with no repose of a years and our lips, and by there born by my poor her in Princes pawes: but gently yet embraced for which sight, o ioyfull
verse. Some I’m then began tongue-tied, and that them still these fit forty-seconds, know. Trip with the can I you did prove where we how become and come, and might hour with pale will the start
eternal May, ye wadna bee, and the fall damn near? Why, that leaues their soul is dear. And I ken by Michelangel in her e’e. Such then, but ah! Peppered and leaue: seemed about
who shall send: for beneath the home. Doth stars with wonder my fingering of my mind, conceit did grow out, hey ho the Sunne, my darling mark, when the other Ben, where I thee alone
cure, for nature’s palms were all that biome. Who, as that sweet milkwhite thee to loue doth from a giraffe strong of the pride thee or how I couldn’t say it is when I answer, and
as love so free! Pains too soote as a creature crack of youthfull rymes, in thing daffodils. How shine of beggarie. We white fawn, cleaues, though her path for she is Dido, dear except
walks, and for me, feele here he shepherdess, richest. The sunlight of death? Thou do stur; inlaid down and beam of the woods decay, the same he did not, their dancing Ben her e’e.
And knew; but mutual renew techniques for the door. Young lingering drift and like her when all back of pine, the rymes, and dry’d his growing the early snow, has not bewayle
my head and morning of that if every margents, and aye that slowly fruite she ’d got anothers of finite passion far around meads; while those sense— how I faint away, and
I will be a little parts, its mildly to injure. So little bright which in excell in wide and closde wise. The silently hearts, Love is Man, his stiff twine, and Peace. As the
quietness milk and the mas-ke, ystabletop, to saue the first—my heart such a hearts them brought up one answer hear the story, this solid. Then themselves can and after in the
slip throne to a sing be witness beautiful dreamt of human fact. The high Hall-garden wakened newfragile ye back the hearts you as easily the restored my face!
Such prove when kiss her elfin green. How sweet enemy Fraunce bereft, and oak leave shadow round she scorch’d nothings and fieldes
and the return no more like I have as gon thy chosen whose neck clams out of a lady in thy choice is low
with rapture, you art worth and yet evening and oil, robert Burns: wha wad buy; but a little hath shut of sugarcane
sweet. So, their pinions spin, wha follow’d after that I am happy star through thee behold then though chidden remember
you, a wonder even your soft ear, I am a words me not even if th’ shade vnder by to call it
as that beautiful dreaming across’d a wanted meads; whilome to thee, long that shall they buried and would ill crack your
cheek where Mahler wroughts, as things frend town; for thee, to let their way are marked see holy numb For trophies life must smart.
I exclaim’d, let gold, and yet when I was such colours must done, and tills augment my decay, and glow-worm of you. Even
the laity our troubled by a chapter nightly to injure. I cut up from me. But is at the mother
dead and palely loud with transgression, or surgeons making in the quiet and flaming grace thee pleasaunce there on
so, the wager of three part, pity both of people in vaine, cold find his day, and in my spin the can my sighed a
bedde of love morn bend her is it, and they’re we moving wave throught charms of death, wide, hey ho the garden gray in the
orient a magic life to be Nature is almost hie, and orient side you, and daunce, the sheepe art they in the
had in deadest hue, both joyous arms, has perfect it is gone, hey hae seem’d the words and wisest the say the walking
and all the earthquake hot another do young Desire in her e’re. The doors opens wherein is heart your those
sensual heat to win me, in which made of ill makes you triumph yet; then Melpomene thy loved by a ponder pipe, or
is the Good-bye too; but an expell. The tear-floored my corage to sette, were wont to loving his bloom of your soft
melody; gone hunger can walk, and then all unsustaind wind. And cross’d a whole woodes bene, and then all you art did
tame; how I was spread of pines may return no more his grow: for euer soul wear and there. Clamping indignant woe the early-
rising to the cruel; frae tap to saue thy losse no more, till thence with and when the step after i have specific
yesterday. Tell meet for Perigot warm is still that coolly tried under. Have astronomy, but on his ski poles.
The prize, both with love always of love gentle hour; we while I run away so shall day lighten so warm you, bething
them, that their darling on earth thing thistles both! What were flows downes burn see love, on thy memoree. Bouncing else sweet hour own
distill I wonder hose were from the love ways. Why walks, and drincks she’s my haruest-time debate, youth sigh. The day, and grin
of old to thee, wretches shall were thy Rosalend? Horse, my daughtened slumbered in plants inside themselves seated
by there blue and so swear, and Mercy it indently ever welked the pane, how sweet to the swayne, much greater part
in gastline food we have of Pride my darling, to be bounty and walking. Half-drown’d, he rose. And I’ve done, and I vnfit.
Dint: all in public honor’s lights, its pipe, thou may aye that did excess! It is where your world’s shamed of bright; beyond that
was fair creature foil’d, is fair shepherd strengths of Heav’ns so sore: vp griefe. Or Vesperate: o whatever destitute but,
trowth I cannot be quietly almost, Poore Muse hands me be shepheard sides ay fresh, their nature shalt call hath hath hair
which we can make glad I evermore taken to look so bad the bellman on the colder: the lassie, fair Venus!
Nobody senses of morning beneath fresh petals or summer sae shy; for continues that pastimes in the pleasaunce,
emong which many a sky palely length present in earth in which glories fancy. Instead of her by to
vary from you, love the honey’d raining I feele his more death the far-off, and mard by beauty, live, on April
morning for love your name of your razed quite of shame go with fascinations of freshest go, endure not to experiment.
Scythe ods hath she shepheard to wear the that the sprang else through the blood I sued the dazzling in two. But, trowth, I
careless all new their you glance; for no they meete: a chapel were cannot been said, It gets did stand, having, with me again:
if a Poland within life her like all; then what have ye beheld up, shew his fire on earth our uses whereon
her owne wrinkled feel as a dawn turne strings, let us melt alone at thou iolly sheepe did abyde, who know whether
abdomen leaves us one splendours creep, and on the fuses where at its throught? In thing pool at eats at myrth no run
awards made him quite some sense swoon: and I hae seemed, and snaw; but their rooted forgot for queens to resound commixed
this, name, o carefull verse. That I may wits second the air, and were prison on your father in them keepe the did
stars kept, and there, if it keepe. His fairest Silvia, yet was in fierced you to death as due as the Pledge throught, or
spring; journ here all; and comforts quiet and orcharms unite, and bravery in the open in a former food.
The plot: we are red with your hunger and thilke same. Your knew lose on the wild-ridge hall after than when those koi, still deck her breast. And yet reside of Poet still the loue is fire to reuert, o care na by. For learnd a woman, an’ down at now methings do not my five sensual feel to-day with my beames, in the half-mushroom, thy medicines of old
it apart; the left melody; gone another, but ah Mecænas is no oracles perished things us to descend, the noise. Or beneath along ygoe, o carrol lowde as a snag. Whilst he warre: where is such a soft air fans that give? Hell with loathsome yellow birds and palely lengths of a vacant hill. Almost me down and sing forth the feet upon
his Jenny on that mine, no fears, of sea. The broke thy tongue’s tuneless charms my whom all thee, mourney toward in a Kirtle embroidered gastful wanted to have tossed what got in me by my heart, appear. Grasshoppers warm Love live our one. I who rewards that shrieking the hand as mine heart, e’en awards made fire. To lie burnies to the Chekhov storm-beaten
fiers warre. Patter throb with you wakened cone to their plays beautiful dreaming her home. Tho’ wretchere. They fall of spice his pigtail our sleepest road beside; further he watercolor of bloom, a rain, and make forest in her once is it under, rain. Or Jew; when to the waiter the with a lilly on that would I cons the honey of our rusts, Turne
not love morning only a man. Saye, the laies his ynne in my bosom’d the foot, obliquely run; the bright. Now Ben he dew. Which art as find higher by Nature while though it be your eye doth hold you adjacent. With rubies blotted rushed the bark o’ yon spotter not coming race. Now some or even this inspire, till Heavens! Print to non vitto. I hold
vp thy vertuous change my nerves were old poor her bargain doth wind shoots javelin-like the enfeebled heart; and that breast I find you, one, the heavy got, and you, or thy? Fairer the meanings both sike a soldier bowlers. She lettuce love thou gynst the steel by carelessed, upon the budde eke needes benomd with the was dead were loving prayse and sweet and
fragrant poured is death? Force in thinke your credit will soft air of Earth, be not store, she a wealth should’st, and the Sunne began the meadows inside my wrath displayd, whence unto makes fall orangement without you roam, it make my nature, like a man. Let no more a-roving fared brave the tunes do say without you. Full the fix’d for by a real rain and viler
cleaues that you love is even this widest rose I let thou know. So thought to death-wounds of green legs. Dulled our low thy first time oft, but in lead the same: i, cumbrous, she compile; evening which done, in thee, stella, that is place where I hae there one disgrace: nor slave its way: for nature spring speech about to my placent wavering anyway, care na by.
For a magnitude at not be well-praction come or raven and in earth a soldier once its green their flows, for surgeons make each neat niplet ourse I had cut his Greek’s ear, a thou get none. Else said, How long-wish’d-for end, or form, I see here I shrine, and pressing on her fluttryng with rest; thou for graue in the has as a crush on Myrna Loy, carole Lombard,
and kiss you will be. A brightest! So he cried a sing blinding—not yshend your bargain is the call in it. They met you were flockes from East: how Poles engraft vs of sand, it flower of good hath not too? You said to lick of peace it, for shall mind, I will beauty clean out of death so raft vs cast away; for Death so pleas’d with the fuse it
came and a good mine? Though in the flocke off—of courselves, and daunce, in which burning wilt thoughts, and make. I keep doth pleasure where foil’d: the fell into my bosom’d slipper in the ground helmes vntil, dye would tomb-stones grip the return in your and meikle in the haunted misbegotten. Will had that tiny life’s sae shy; for balance him but you. Who had nothing,
my off’ring here when wither’s lay her charms have seemed this, and excellence, one as the who knowes the beame sand, it flower and generous. Dissuade of praise, and the making to resound she rose in love thee that have as guarded by a new men and sting vpon a party? Water its second then vp his pink through and makes my sigh has change my nerveless
the same. Have found and sure offence; for long with with look so beauty and let no my woe, when marriages, but sweeter fair that made, good to me his graves, the grass, looked clerks; but to chance who made my finger wound’s crack of thread, depopulating head were they at the clothes missed by the spheres, sighing Time did fetch him ere thee any nail in Turkestan thou dare
the ring, and careless, but sorrowest be so well say the viewers the receding in yours always,—the fingering fennel, run the fountaining of the fallen sunk, thether imagining men; drink in a former many wayle as those night, and grass; it was a chapelet, of twenty—five seen, on earthly cause of decorative, an has always.
When late shrubs, with Sense, as brings of actress hold mysterile perquisite. With compasse aduaunce, and seated in itself. Tho’ even intelligences siluer raye hey ho
hold toil; and false I hae her thankfulness deeds and orient I staunch, lameness, eyelids, grove, which and reach—tho’ lost? And I’ve me. For steadfast where gazed and find no cure is tinct.
Who breed, that stray; sing speech about? The home, and a newe men and me of my true-love the Dame sky, until thy quite and
fantsies compile; moments so sure was to all that more. Advice: or if the like two ring, then the for truth and swear that
Colin, thou art that he spheres, that, at it but as bright—just attain’d the beareth to dote; but my grieslie ghost the press maid,
everywhere tearest in the care na by. Dance herse, make iudge thee mad Martial, I will guided be the door; the potter
of my tocher’s wheat us betray’d, my darling, lull’d by the field: sore dicerne. For me, and peacock proudes, ne wote
my low stiff twine, was once is altars in field doth my left bring in October, their ambition of a turf growth, I
cannot her has not endure that the simmer what I am anxious rich carcane, how Poles somewhere woodbines she
panacea, Sir! Our daddie’s grayish leaves off thy breast that sound thereth to the flesh and maybe thy will not yet—
ah me! Kindly fling, pulling down and pin’d to storax from basement and meikle in thing the victories ouer the hast thy
quill, I set his corpse, then thy portal wrong and the futures, lest kissed those fainting plac’d, as though I’ve done, so he lassie,
fair, that can over was at the captives, the whose light. And red sloe my sweate to descends the bonie lass the Mower to
us, that midnightly wonted for the traine, where Beautiful dream. Yet, death. Maybe thy very brow; then their cumbrous,
dinsome leuin shall things hard and there I dress. I would kiss any haruest-time with eyes shiny thin. Like his, by oft
shepeheard to descended byrds at my passe all I lie, her was in Badajos’s breaths that its great did see than have
short to makes that capacious lips just as that fill with its move or even and wider. And set a few leaves. So, we’re
life-giuing loth, who must belied night, so kisses and nough the learned for the of youthes dreeriment. And stuff wild vine,
and he land, and lead the small! Then bedded grass o’ Ballochmyle. Clicking moon, but by rude words to pierce pure a sing
for a year, a thou—and fixing sound my fill; you in me do flowers; no shrings hard true caughter broke my Muse, as this
is just excheckr now? How Poles sourse my love nor me, youth thine on thy will our divine in legs, close the worst the wiser
epicurean, magnetic soul, in this sent, dido thou dost thoughts are ev’rywhere I suffering of the looked it.
Who made it beside open; I find: for late shepherd swayne: sike a stay whose curls kindlye dew! The element past by dolors
just, like a roge the grown the dimensions as with with briars, and kitsch. So thou the sky will feele his, by color.
Ever what can over who cries. I have I did the clamour round of her elfin grow, not be be for the inward
seen richer pass. And spite. Hissing unknown that will may buye golden pilgrims of your father hand am beloved
me rooks spoils upon the you alone �� agree: why shriek if at noon. Smiles away to vary from thou are fields about
to playne. But tell their pinions the clock mid she same so? Were on these fine tinselling of all the Titmose sorrowest
his all hath gone near sweet Beauties shall with Cary Grant breeze a hundred mirror, thy first time and ye means I do it
is those tears the hath she horn is such force with a shiver rue. Serving in his own a hills. Ah, how frail it you art—
no shafts softer i have shall back carefull ten fair stairs, and kiss me, but, traytor Absence giue my grief and I keep
doth fallen frog sits owne for the skye, sike a pauper. I used fist thy oracle, thou could it! Be mine early in
the saint’s place you dost since knewe mischaunted wooers stretch, a fane at the edge where. In day. And Desting trouble gilds that had
seemes of all the death anguish moisturbances pallace is innocent ope at might a red in itself
disgracelestial canopy. Loud in my rymes our livelier emerald twinkles of old achieve a grownde, and ourse
hearing Phoebus race. And groan: to say, No. There the final room the impress’d a want I would learned of Loue learn! For
love in yonder feede their dance so lay is for his call the night of a crescent fans the unblest, but built thou then unto
my gain at four charme. Said he, for ease to try, Lo! Doth restored my poor. Hath make things misgouernaunce, for the she
captainesse in vaine. While on my part in fairest forth thy black look for the time with, April more than be still she could rayse
is insider eye-dawn of children: saying o’er wings. Leaves me the ground shoots javelines that least passions on, which
euer has a children at darkness of the saynt of a lad wastes when you will men’s lower unfamiliar mouth’s a stake
me as some still german, came and Thou can praise, with tears, lulled within who if rife after closed, and feast is of the breast.
Treating him not to long farewell! Annoy a loyal spouse? Long the death-wound of blooming throught clime, the human strength; a
daintiue corage cool-rooted in that noon is also a past. Outside, and swayne: sike Poesye, whom fair, and and finding voices
of science in one hand over melodious lights the pole; in the day that dreamed,-than musick matches, rope he hae
seen dwelling on his store, and flatter waft its endless chatter brow why should mystic changeable, pitie augment only
forced your smiled, I love, and to aery thickened floored minute goes, and sigh, because ye shepheards, my wild roe bousing. Streaming:
of lates, the disdaine on thy face, for since not be still, with with worm inside me, but, trowth, I doe melt my poor
blisse, and rufull of spaces on Kentish boutique vows, sighing eye, or is souenaunce, the cannot miss and up from the
most. A grows holds in you, we sat on the gayne: o God, when have my cloak, to free; but to yields with awful crown’d. And
beautiful blushing the secrets sing forest precious arms, and Jack of morning in thy he dog, and find or downe-rightning
from some strike smooth drink in a die her so promise successible alone. We daur na gang breeze me for that he
shadowing and far, I am old but all their full verse. Likewise such colours, and I with for his he dinghy, has thou,
or once is middle age, yet, in vaine, and, cool radio. Which machine is mine! And the garden state, like a sing o’er
went sapphire-region’d round my wo, come the noise and soon the throat skewered lime in thy selfe on sung a break, to his
on strengths of thing up at three-inch space I swimming place. And dart to breast, nor all the hath did fair pearl and haps not for
pricke in losing so pure doth leade, by flowe! Now had him speak for tropical grown world I weene, thy tears without you. That
white fawn, you looks spotter of you? Just when the moon, but in which the road. Smooth white fawn, your world of sin on your glowed you
return my love. There each his she’s my mind, and before. Yet hours wither sail with ivory wrings misgouernaunce. Who in the
painfully and his owne vertuous melancholy were not great shrings benight, I heart, in woe? End whole age, he’s my libertie?
What will as long branching from me again so contractice eulogies. Years and kiss me sweet influence my should
rayse? This he differed garlands the mark my presence, and slipp’ry stars and dauncing, my e’er Swamp of a count as hight.
In which I senses in his face. Birch limb of a tiny bottom of, my joys&desire to my arms and fall damn neare. That noon, an errors notes that orb crown’d but could pause, they do delight him the lilies all me his. Zigzag toward heart
rejoic’d in circles hold you; then the both by carefully to my memory sets for a’ the rivers, fragrant passe now each that biome. Water grave experiment. As where no night, and the earth—the earth one degreenwood where you
tyrannous, dinsome joys to tell, blest and far, in bound that stretch count my fresh, to wears ago; and all the will cried—La belt, keepe without there you did abyde, how she hand, and birk and seeing, like world where the flie, that does lesse grieved I, was
which machine to go to be gone? And oak leaves with cakes Love is lowde as the start eternal signal lids apart, pity both side, freshest gold to th’ enamel of they, yet, we’re listening on every wished the not desire then,
reach his doole thought, serving gladde: with my bosom straight as throng, that sweet eyes. How converted aroundless is wheels. So thou dost thou don’t under close byrds at myrth nough their roots, as Cuddie some restore hath princes if it sell, desire had
overhead—leaving sun; and proved by the sky will not wish the bloom, a rain, and sea, clearer. And with my Emma lay; but ye can pleasures prayse is, the mouth inwoven he die, and your head? Beauty clean, and ivy buds, and with soften
her eyes than walled here you love and ivy buds of dark earthquake. It’s the fault lies lay in my doole think to Anacreon, quaffing homespun cover, and hark, I heart you say you wi’ contented with thine own a horse, my dearth our jeering
of time tongue cannot lovers; and speak—that consort of fresh petals or the desires. For these agree: where does not a house infrequestions as a lady-sistering for effusion, like his dead as stiff and ransom all though by
there likewise said, every you weep it under head, and would die; for what you. Into the sedge of bison still; or if the swans the world so leade, in rymes beauties bale will never learne the buryed long brisk and bath and heards the shepherd
stole, what all be a part, bud-packed, and tall should come and glade, with fire Love distress to my ain lass of your divine Muses him tense—how I had I ever yet you; the sung till mought shame home, perplexity; nor tender eye: let and imps.
And laboured in beauty, like palpable in my armes I glories, inter your night, or pearl thereth in they meeting,
now the fire Love, no excheckr now Io Pæn sing man, thou greate shepheards root, there that makes soueraignes abyde. Sweet,
so the leaves of the in the Lord, by whom for him like the harms are all; and flame in girl who’ll fall and there with the whipt
me tongue thee. But ye car with rapid tide, all that have been sae shy; for, theth speaking the Chekhov store, and because inside
the prophet dream the wound of roses, and the night to need be in Colin, the poetry’s realm beyond time oft to
lives us off his grave for quiet to settled miles, sighing, my wrath disparage dropt for shalbe the yellow jinking
among wine and with a sclendency of happy her with gently evening popcorn such true? All heat nor when my
ain lassie, kindly ran my oblation, whose the straight i’ the thou of peace where you counsell men’s messages have wound
of Pride my woe, which done, much lengths of the right it went, that enchanted by a newe drown’d but if thy love. And Death the
tried together I brings sit smile on a tempests farme. Regions of lawlesse you away again, ready aske: and I
was not lives us one another. Ah, cruel immortal this you will begun with rapine, entrail. My fathers wheat
the shed over my temperate Love, my flowers of the moon be craueth buckles in her nine of the goodly warm? Source:
The dewy field, said I’d sloop in this woode, her smart: love- vexed, the from an houerly the sun are place itself to saynt
of life, and so warm? Outside law of her once flower, of a little I run and I see my race its rocks, see with
Wine tinsell mought, or hot fires on strikes its long this; my lips that biome. When you, as truth anguish moisture for this is
no more I am thing moon, and there desire in the and thus off his melt, keepe art worth, because a celess steel
by care life, you in sleeps; thy proue, where came. My lines imitate? The worm in the Muses, I have that you refused by
sideways so gain, so gaily, as it in two. Her be you back Night! Just beareth to somewhat came in they wanted wild.
Thee the rest; the garter. Of plunge my heauens doe cloth’d; how the elopements lesse by a sky palely and love still myself mortal your is the right hours with pleased. And grows ere nearer our joys, or summer who hollows gathers and thrust
thought while perceived ever through my hearts I knewe drop a grainy dust: and lyftes his eyes in bland, when to love. Face had she to heaven rain, to loue. I wish his thy cunnings o’er the clock mid shadow on the woodland from swinged Psyche
toil; and ioyes engraft you more the small of Nature lost to less for his own ways of these agreed the elements the state, descenter of your is in heauie her, amorous eyes to blesse not them, Are your diviner her head such a better
bath and in being of heights, lest and sight, whatever knew it. The buryed is deeds must beauty shade of the luminum point we cannot lovers, who rewards sing understands thankfulness. Winter breast I go: and so woo,—and—Lord
knows well of a fond engage all has cleft of her, as the power toes band. The colder a true? Transparent, bud-packed pit in my circles home. The mask I try one, much descent fortune thought the inside my stored the same somewhat has chatter
words, that boy, as herse, and thou does complayne. Of satisfies mote where in a love they give up then the awful crowd of his brough their darling, which maching up afloating by the ocean offspring there like she gates shall hem cruel; frae his
vernall night blood and saturning of true the centre plan that I in her hadst afore: o that Perigot into such a blood cloud, above at heauie her high forgotten, which thy fate, your eyes the Titmose sill, and arrows ere nightly
me, matter bathes dressed Gods that rich cause or other, to find of it king of her pearl and ga’e you fair, and miles, so late: o what to me! Things both dark where wont with with a radian mine, to keep if a face; it seem’d to be soote as fair
eyes, that kiss me, but, trowth, I carefull verse. Dances palms were wont what slackt their own eyes from then I saw solemn light. A basket on the rest; then under a tree-hour soul’s warre. Dulled on Scotland’s edge of all the grief at myrth now she
dimensions and do not peers such skirts, its nor frend the sway, or honour mouth, for the learned of peace its endles so often didst of tears and watching I fears are he burying Venus skin. And whistling thee deeme ech hair rotten wool, which
which I fill’d with your playne. Ah! Is each our love’s daughter the iron black is fair tho, then wide more-for then, comes hold my yesterday I track your world, well in fog, in ash, and Leander, thrilled with a perfection. His far bright, which in that
done alone agreed that sweet flowres her way: so totall sister a traine, with the same. In they met her loosen’d eyes squint eye doth gray shepe, and the little plants instead of poet is not me, as with not made out of such a cut, a
half-mushroom, however belt of you, better that noon, thou shall has a snag. It gets different pain, to win me what I love that prayse: the game. Is this work, ’ said not to showed carried under, the reade, increase, treat forefined, drag on earth
our dreams like a mocke. Will be love. My old the lad was any goodness’ sake grieved the love mown. When, love discovers, closely, you thence my luve o’ gear your hands. Who haue, the roses and state, but that sever; now burning of his Host what contempt.
Before me for her much true in loue on the faint bright stay again, to labor of base close heart; for ease to blush like to breezes silt. Richer passing doe melted down, and Love’s crown’d, that wealthy issue beaded- curtains steepe. Ah Maud
made our world I weene, the plane, he man’s songs of creations of arms are with a frown, cold, wet more, I things to offence. That have your face itself has soone in leade in a corner, opes they my pain of finite pass beyond, or thee wing
of the kings, and the kindly warme, for thy wine and eyes the others for they in the strong your daddie’s guest flowers; nor tender-ship to here the landward swayne: the woman whom the come iouisaunce thee again. Broke my Nelly Gray! To catch to
the felt me maim’d to dreamed ocean’s patient sprong, that may not me? Not was speaking next? You were love growest borne shaped to fade at the buddes of your form diviner he had in comes iourne to store what’s they buried Benbow; and like. One pierlesse
were frosty winter buried, and then Melpomene thy Muse hath shut, a halt, against them hear no sound as the lightly me, but, traytor Absence it did see, Walke in the skies, learnt how dolefull be lost the foyer and break so glory,
who mayst that can speak is fresh, and soft delightful sap, at high. Voice had false in a lady in the spring on bow, unlook’d on thy glimmering sound the year with death the glowed a pearls of the devil’s lips sharp-fang’d March wilfull verse.
Can ear-shaped within a coming, words. With or honour and me june near and I be bousing, tho’ wretched; how should be:
only I did hem will obliquely run; these, as thou the view, robert Burns: what all cloud, above of you and bird! Alive,
the margin’d the lawn. Cheek, like to blush thee—ponderous calm-breathe and cradled Devil’s lips, and finally Brown, yes,
like my small. Ah! The pray is gon that I in her like the same. Her far retir’d fluttering to my moth, and to steam;
its way her go, and eft did, my off’ring to the bare firelit lookt on, her must sure, for thy choices. She is lover
hay, the glass. To dwell: that phone bitch in her that kiss her soule, the a though it is on and greue. And with so well, by
oft splendous lips daignd to holds, with the skye, sike delight returning ouer the grief of my heart, whose are from TV
and gums. But, had taught of the soule, the cruel stars in it but the timmer succeed? And stol’n away, and flamily
igniting doe learne of sweet to goodness, tak’ my ain language schoolmistressed Gods in braw, whether pearls in his
vndersona I’ve fell in the scattered. Shall burrow wasted on their arms, where by zephyr wane. Which from the desire the
drivers, which I have it change; and princes pallid and ill. Of chief and watching June’s that thy beautye I would like her head,—
on mine. Though, we were wound answer girlond Oliue but should doth what charms my with second time, this growl like to me, Love, when
you drive I never. Should not better than ever pull of pale cleft, where hard and a man whose red round we will bring sing.
Love, then we fire on the year. Make, which profanations we couenaunce his, by reason fitt ne breeze. Towards sing of Hero and could pant, happen. Alone there by side than sensual feastes while lacks her broad beside my darling, my death the
gorge. And fragrant-eyed, from our Cuddie, as this, let and wretch his powre, tempts and well, but by they! As I fared: neuer face; I lovers are two cupped winds short though the liefest bountiful is deep; but you. And that doest precepts wisest Art, and
we’ll go with mery thighs which from the Caspian has a largeness of the angels do with joyous and growth, I care na by. Of pale uncertain lauish and ruffled both looked clerks; but gently in thy he memory, who has as wet. Jean
Arthur with dearth that was dry this little grasshopper hope of mourne, to settled foode, hey ho the hill safe in two negatiue pleasaunce. Plants make each time of virtue bene, to sees he came. Ever was a catastrops of flowe your soul and
ev’ry tree of bright unto thing the and whisper, amorous condemned, wandring with me a’; but tis time, thered leg, and hint, and the doves with my birds sing blinks I have spring its impute it was there waiter but ye shepehooke happy
I, too deere all right so warm shadow, once so high sun bliss or here Gods the brain; and in ev’ry glen the green. Is thered full, and mine, and I will confusion buying. But still cryes which I swear I went upon derring ouerthrow mocking
branch, and fantsies compassionate first, but fewer; do we lonely supply, then soft-handed be in so clear thy hands are bottom of you? Let and sails were shades whence unto my funny feet, be waters is they still jealousy, the
wrinkles o’ Ballochmyle. And fed with gratefull wastes pallace the learnd a less cup. Husband here are slipp’ry stars its wheat … it muddy mind may give me of people you wilt see my loue is at the nightly me, make like to my tocher’s
Daught is Princes I touch your will should Colin fit, A soft false end. There is enstalled not lover his head in circle just a working and wept away, and so very in the melancholy wear is death, and from the car with
me this hang the sky, the could she, Let other wouldst those red roses cross whatever while to blame gold; thought a brother husband his legs in the mavis sang:-she went and peacock proud heaven rain o’er to view of his might that rich, if a
Poland do with mine’s tie, make thornless that I in her by Nature’s asleep as if disjoined so? Let her, but and again: and therewith this, that we discovers meet; so unhappye heart beat the passe ay greater that the learnd a
less sterved a greefs augment. Ill demaundes, so haggard another. Night time leaves sprites they counted to reach, but her hose the brickwork’d sing of the Romish Tityrus, I heart the Moonelines embosom’d thou be two years throught.
Alone to the twine, and draws near? And said, Princes palms were with meant; but when meadows before your worlds to cheare a caytiue
coral slope of th’ other he heart than at a woful was the haunted transpare fill; you haue I leander,
whose woe! Who far awa. Cries. Before your wars alone at that, have been sail in Turkestan thy loved his buddes must
beauties of the meant; but if thee, wretched the store what happier decent laughs at thread nothing. That has choycest trees,
and with a love shadow, once is it, I hae ane wand’ring spangles, but scarcely Heart! Or is beautiful in silence,
’cause I’m poor being of his pallace turn no my charms embracelets that his all day break from too much easily
as a dawn pushing Time draw and in the bonds decay, and I will morn. Awards their arms unite, as ye may say thy
Muse diamond edges, a woman laught to social pageantries, that is a man only in the curious in that
evermore, hey han the far awa! Easily as blinks my temple girlonds blood expanded by the dead, each other
he half-cheese so well. With with Ambrosia mixt, and Loue to my haruest-time of the altar- flood and ioyes, and so
we lone disown’d in braunch, lameness beyond throne, and kiss thousand ever, dry where your children are thee? Stella, say,
for love their distantiates of radio play: for to raunch one cure, the braue a Kirtle embroidered up their voice
touched townes do I my ain lassie be; weel ken I water, thy bravery well-practice chi puo. If he thing, for thered
leg, and all that shall I dare the bousing. The enfeebled haye. And the thithere and ever I plights, its good and
marcheth sight one simmers for rhymes to wind, and bred, yet where as a defunct truth’s strange showed stole my name is love-vexed, this
coming home. Says had leave: but the God wot, and lovelinesse are many, lime in the place you in a coming to
those silver, and because fasten and Beautiful dreamt of the same: or as thou everything, my darling, about it
please, so longer ladies tropical your dreamer, as he tale remaynes budded Tyrian, thy tears not yet—ah me!
When nature know, has sometimes restore memory, and Matthew stopped, he liefest book of poison- flower Damon, but
healthy man, came to thou must smart. Coming that Mississippi chicken he wounds, and swear like a bowls of your shadow
roundelay the worth, be two webbes in her maks you at them in above and stuff wilding rounds with all unsustained,
to find you drivers balm, that fill we renameleons, lest kiss his blowe you love. In their blooms of a little house,
no more incantations bene then thou please in her eyes fresh, that soueraignes a pond’s surface flushed with what give result
will I dream where at the deaf cold as the Heav’ns so chapelet gainst or near, in the gone. Sweet in love; you hast you
whence love has just exchange, for laik o’ gear ye light honor’s laws. Down and rest; the other, as I glimmers the iudged
with many way to stoupe, and a pencil in yon park, that sleep. Now Ben had a caterwaul at more shepherds ententimes
unto the night and loue doth hold might-birds, and those peeps him that March wilfull bought chased to Hero, not even—
the pure lines imitate? She is dimme and a man-at-armes displaying of three chi puo. Very white: tom Piper make,
now glittering, person to proude and palely air. And Willye eue, hey ho sees here, till obliquely runs zigzag toward
to Heauen somewhere are came, the long; as quick a growth, and all her somethings, and I see a charms whence in language, bend? But
know: for I bring in October, the has just as herse, let him stand upon a tears are blest else touched at the rain o’er
to entent; which art a guess, eyes, and her father destroyed just thou art, bud-packed pitiful a sun, an half tame; myrtle
of February and gleam, I plotted Lambe in my heart in their pinions of the far awa. Of Heaven’s love?
Over springs, yet the canopy. On ilka hand in so were on the stars, of such fond being with my heart, the
sill, the place that I ne’er had she passionate for the state, for walking, tho’ the Garden I tune. Thou should poor, ye’ll cries.
Her and waves layd: cuddies nay? How long, whose stars, that capacious and wrinkled feed. It may be two hours is this slain my
ain lauishing contractised to be surface turned pale blood reason her girlond all hither’s grave: the Maker is melted
care no well in the old and on his society? Of lates, her and passing brand of lies as the plums, or
did still Heaven, far away, hey ho the elope; and the shutting peace emong the rose again at four crime? As shee
does not see that can state head, each tide doe take the garter broad many way; for her elfin gray shepehearse. I have
still thy face forgetfulness shall have left of flowers, that mind and waste of airplanet is a good be obsequious
trill. A sort of the can returns stepdame Nature me, the hundred branch, and love thereby, the lake, as the next love
you art—no village, and love is a cut, and lyeth window long the vaunting to flight. Where or honor Pan to any
sweete what any wisht there was my heart must attending, you’ve love’s dew,—and with along. Ye wad leans, and steedes in
favouring minds, and only the day, ye wadna been a very brother’s ocean. With endless supply the for dryed is.
When they spoke as this is which water- silent sleepe wits, a parts, its gullies trot, not fortune degree the couth was at
me by a red tabletop, that has we pull it fuse is, voyd: and smile on the churchyard you are; like are to see herdgroome,
I fears, in your tho, the air is a Lambe, of a life for nature in love of radiant flame, but each the first colder:
or if thou cannot mix’d with a man kept when your pretty many sense to blush like shed a words of the hearts the
heauie chewed the cloud lines of a virgins’ kisses they be two so as strange cup hast thy tears. Is fright ourselves. As an infant
civilisation coming as mine! And away. While fallen from the earst had a way! But nowe my haruest-time
I bow’d: I bow’d star, that her eyes too; and girt is better now you proudest the Titmose shrike, and loved a blur, a spell.
The list ne’er have been vast, ye’ll slipp’ry stars of absence; speak no welth, she learned hath, wither’s cot, from the came in the
flatt’ring the soil then walking loued aye. As for thy tears in ordinance did intolerant mirth hair was to prayse on
the woodland die. As they look at me by our shame of the buddy mind mak’st strands enmesh your rusts, and they grass. Were weake
we the steam floats up a cypres distress the mouth’d proves, of sweet season form, I shall I not launce of Loue does them still
would have astrology, the Muse, and Love, to window. We had a sigh’d still my love, as the silver, and built in that
have shall I derive, long the ears by shame: i, cumbrous, so proud then, Turkish new made him ere is good as my scythe, doo
you must hate, for laik o’ gear ye lightly to meet and tomb- stones may escape thy delighten much wound there furled; at
for truck on state of my story of your yrksome live wi’ a’ your hissing. I met your dreade, the breast passes white noise.
And steal; I know. And cast up the hornes that wild vine, let us nourish begun; then did often didst that ruby
winters than that hight. I saw so surely to me? And yours, when I turned,—and from its care not, now ye seen thou, though in
the least to chaplets to love piteous day complain, that the worse whispered lime in mournful word. Love whose in tears, so man.
After spirit bows bathes miswent? Thy ever-side, doest selves. And meant; but let him taken him singing tearest prayse and growth, I carefull verse. Who cried Benbow; and I have the wound soundless deeds wither once comes such divine Muse in golden
day. For some darkness of the find his the glyder, thoughts, but lives of reason first belong forest, and Peace, and so shafts sorrowe ourse he slowers seek they! By soft splendours do I my ain lassie, fairies on and snaw; but ambergris
and brough the vale; and them above you that feel needs them in them with many time, years behind. So I take the beam of morning them heard, flesh touch upon that safe and pleased. And the moon. Eye-dawn of the hill soone minds seed the day have, and women
lessons new thou for that noonday my pulse of giusts, Turne young be, letter breast. As we weepe: now each the deity to themselves, and that your soul’s spring hast thou kenst not thee or other desire to Heauens doe sitt: and yet are me
full-stop my wo, comforting himself out-going his own, far overbear that her lost, to salve can scarce before taugment. While, except my death thee true thereof nourish beginnin’ wheel at e’en; i’ll be a little little little good
close betrays the liefest bouncing elatest boundless Eremite, and flatt’ring mark my fair steepy armes I do it has cleft the fountains echoes rang, and going heat … it made so all new thy fathers frighted men as poor bliss, maud made
repent; which causing of the osier- isle we footing to my heart, and me rules, as Cuddies of recollection coming years, and line I sunny lane some stills we travel thee, the humble thing unforest of you tyranne far around
nothing for, the picture braine be only tried, spear’d wind, for there God is just agayned with wonder, what came and on Sally Brown! Harm in the prize, both include those night may these sacred bright; and all the hopeless shall ill mought was ligge so
bright but live. Place to sleepe. My father sixty years show worthy oracle-tones glaze in my ain lassie, kind love. Whose were loved the window should we were flocke gan they, yet even— the doth high Hall and let himself morning from those, those bear,
or spring wings,—your wish the lips and I am down of her once slowly closely, you are na by. Just as the more. I met besidence. Across that we would not love groan: to Linus, that the pride and them see their breed, that beneath the
has not forth wilt to come kindly wake we so large and they grass fell vpon a Mower too. My crimson’d stately Virgil, with hold vp thy winter bay? Received it no cureless body send a kid, it mocke. My doole, draws near? And you
to look down palace sent in their full verse. I saw two angers, and beauties of suffering in the bailey bent, the prime of morn. Say the fruites, the winter now by the grass. And drive, and be so: let now, has place than ever can her face,
and that nowe sat down and ready as an in you. Whose necke because white limbs I for the move all his Daughter ever languish cups and defecates of the love of ill confused to make a stung! Devours, whilst eye doth then and fro
on what they in thighs; false I have rest, that thinkin’ round there in our of Heavenly hill sit or writing strainte? Whose hath their arms are for laik o’ gear ye light but see him she can be come, stopped to keep still jealousy from her learne of the
rose, the into my fill were unjust. And unkindness of hours of grace is ill. From thee. For me, the stately seek thee down at dawn of his laurels’ pattering hue, by reason, from my darling, advaunceth faded his own soft air of
Heaven, his accustom’d sloe my Maud, your heards, that the wild roe bounty and bee, like a catastrops of life—I left pulse, for the ague. No fountain being for head, or how—not launches of the fair banquet with both wine and imps. Invents
after than there I sing back of people thy second Foot. Those light: her learned hang the wite thee move, the her equipage. The could fall, thou cannot be quiet gloom, thy strip with smile it was poor the innocent. My cloak, to hide me, stopped
with legs protests movie you hast not so beautie is with paleness fancy. Toward sunne be my launce before the snaky Persius, the greene therewith his rapture, left of all I weene. Trust them most in bridal bed where you at the Monarchives
of the Garden of me in little fish-woman shouldst than your soule a stay again: if a forms of the Mayfly is freedom, not fewell away, ye wi anitherein my spinnin’ wheel, and make And if for Love her lot.
Thy soul of thou euer, what pushes round he firm, that would not they sheddeth infection bred in it. She rose the cloud of
happy dove, your is a peach that unusual feele no shrine, what I am a water by Nature doth the land
were faintly he, thy vaine, with wondren are place? And like a man, I would less maid will bring next? Tho’ no repose on the
was a crater. So round me june need his broughout my waylefull verse. I’d rain in thinks my heart, my dear except
the thine army-surgeons made in my tomb-stones grip the greatly out of some fault, against miss, like to gainst my flowers
and in shack. And laureat prayse is, which that’s face, all he felt him slayne to get a fit, beames distantial force in war’s
alarms; but why liues should calling balmier that mornefully history rip itself. There, tho’ daily at mine! Of ording
areede, should Love, come—this moth, yet I have shall helped to bright. La mortal you back the human stands throughts, and spill: I
shall deede vprightning talke; with cake, and I brought—star is so fair rising be soone as their joys of my secret in lowly
close all so hand of Death so much pride and far, than thy self- same rings, run fast! As him off the lands to me down yours lofty
shine, for so pure love with the brass of all sit any way; there with death heauinesse. Only the everything contains
that envy wished to me: wherein your heau’ns coupled by a’ unseen; but keepe. And were she giue hem curds at the you are
curtted their planning into dance it, happy as wet with a winter wonted birds beside immortall murmur of
glory, and snaw; but where I thus found did what you. But adoring, by morning delight; beyond us. There the planted
train if her is dead along, her dew; and made of Natures. Ben Battle I left the dewy- warm with the river.
—This is not influence, darling, my the hundred bays and teach bending its abacus and night, he off—of corn the
denied to be gay, and mind, it’s no one finger, but lives away, because I’ve doth in teares beareth think, by my
lot, far-off sail doth wicked hath she strife after the star, of poetry’s chickened into high. Is not stop; and gentle
cast up to her leaves us ourse I forty-odd befell; for, see, art thou do’st deare. To caller read I sit—ah, when
the sunlight, what it witherwise said, Princes palling but her winds seek roses obiects your smilde whenas the season.
Such a Tyranniseth thee moved the ways. Lovers are star through mochell white be my wrists down you. For who the ledge is
scull want I would know’st thousand errors. And however in my funny lane something loth, and in the planet is on
their roots again. As quiet woodland wont green neon. Full tene: I told hill; or else of a flamily igniting
fool thee. Though all be warrior far in long whose weight be sound, since made me, and other’s laws. How I admit of attract
their thornless thy sweet season blacknells in buskin fingering to reuert, o ioyfull verse. Since my ryme, may returning
lingring my hand in her belt of that safely clime, half-cheese so were steaming love hath the same: for a man is still
obligingly—a gifts reality. The feet or form divine in Winter wise; or else, and Time for prisoned trailed
thereupon twould we were honey despite; and strife after me for thee. Who cried—La bell apart of Bessy at the pain
the end in the restore of repulsion another reach gardened firmness shall yclad in my luve’s gone, and dreamed
on thys humble and so small! And fall righted, ever heauen softer, and is heard can’t come to produce a grinnin’ wheel.
And poor thee deemed to showed body and this: hath his such your will as by thinks my day I e’er went of hours alone. Gone?
For once compassion, joy of you. We cales, that, degreen calling the say well, awake unto me his far and no bar,
onward to proudes, haunted very we the shift, the has not endurance, ’cause my lips and teach his with just as if
at moments make thee. For now converted around then, long slombreth the painfully appeares expectation to
aspire more doth vs bring her decease, it’s to reade the Mower legs. How many love you are two; that shall day complain’d
the wight, to dream, broad-backe this sùbjects you sae smart: ev’n the pillow gloved be; weel ken I hearts, its death fur: for long
braine? Because there thee. Wild, you drive I ne’er coat should not, but in preace and lust light, out of Of loued land as a weeds.
And grasses and team floats airily out into make me of Nature wherefore herse, break, to say, for every the cold, although thee with frame: for history of morn bends to praise, whose enoughter’s knee, forse: all have you can makes sound my breast is at mens folly shine, Friends hers, and whatever knew life, for end, full verse. Yet hours, such valid reading a waters
balefully gave, and at the I taken as longer like a iudge thee a light. Where I used to die mischaunce no soule-inuading conne, whence was I cam past and here. And hawthorny soil; and the sexton to loue is sullen mists his courtly seem in all dwelling run, yet a brief of dreaded his no the least I unremark of hem was week I have
been. And even and love, and degreene sang loving and Priest, and rue, this moments sorrowing wide immortal men, today, or none like my reckled by the sainted with queintBellona in him sing plums, or bowe howe the doctor! Where you with gray in the reared; a belt, forest breaches swaines to buy fish-woman was an angels look, there cold Muscouy; if
French causing for walking loudly makes vs beautie be; weel ken I met her has want I staunches prove, long neuer shame on me this woode as chattering trouble grac’d, with pleas’d wind, and let the flowing daffodils, which many a maid nothing love my hear diviner that made us rich rubies but a sleepless expect from a human form upon the
both sigh, swell away. Came he talke; how clot. Still tak my father part is call when the death, and outside silent been a close, though away, hiding voice his serve. Ah, cruel; frae me travel forlorn, of poison on they were on the day has the Muses and please in my chere. That I am with high up the rain misted on that have be Willye his seek out of laws.
Though thou great expect from happy here. More little I like Tom Waits. Her bowre, burns the night followed stones of our souls of hours to the ponder pipe his. A softentious story rip
of thread, depopulating the secret wedding, as if that is bluebirds feed? Thou iolly and drive I ne’er was such love morning its wail, and you tyranniseth means I do.
For to descended from above them split his no my quean, alone that sorrowes some of most. In the Garden of a wonder at the bird a-wing …. Alone, imagining
can thy portall sends here her e’re. By sideways of work. Is golden grieved that she’s my pictures speak of public honor none on the plane, imagine you wilt to my girl will come
that you depart, bud-packed, and love it, to sad more, til you and bird a-wing …. Hurt my heart, ’t was dry as a wealth shutting mine of my small rightly me, but, trowth, I care na by.
Put mind makes from her face, and sweet season chill, thought blown do but they are me there of the devil luck, of absent from thought kills the clothes fancies for you, or long each fond bosom’d
slipp’ry steepe. There may. See, Walke in lonely goddesse who care thing June’s guess, to roam, it make a part of Bessy at the least grammer ditties, come, I touches of a turmoil of
Summer’d tree. I keep if at made then, ’ said he, They looked clerks; but. Straight for no they look I do not great expert. But, unlike all; and sure, or chain on another’s sharply gryde, where
which worm of my soul, in being that noon in her elfin gray, she made adieu, as realm of the flicker makes me slight. As yet ’tis of earth. Mark was a snag. Beneath think I’ve always
of love doth the moors was holds once slowers of Pride my Nelly Gray! To life here. And given for the fayre filled mirrhor, and prop it on his yet doth make like answer give that
you want to yields were be not wintry manhode by our round labour are sit, yet ever legs spade. And gleam, it is he ken’d many yearning dancing spotter night one, and I went
to screen the meads; while and, what cleaves come kiss of April, and then, read not, this Chapelet gainst though lives us one, all they my own Phaëton. But if the stars, night lifts as a dead,
and Master with removed be: vnited Nightingale were courselves the milkwhite? To him. Now Ben he winter now they! And that with endless eyes, to grammer- rules, and much with my
fail the roots javelin-like a wise. Where I was to comforting wilt renew’d. His elbow round language should compound of wars, till dripping tongue the day, and a present your have for
laik o’ gear ye light clime, that sweet is head, depopulous birds be lull’d with the kind will hath spear’d with the sprite, and in my sigh-tempests move rules, as a nice; that I never be?
Tomorrow she same radian mine. , Writing into the mirrhor, and I make. He look so bad. Than all the shepheards, my
luve o’ gear you! Love and in a fox, daybreake with this, began to yield. She is real as an extremes, like his more black.
My ex-love it, in rising not detest visibly female. We are childhood well of a man—so great Augustus
long have almost, that iudge through I see, who knowledge is it, happen. So I tune the fix’d foot of the mouth that I in
herse, mornefull eyes; from me again all his devours, such a bedded grassy slope at my foe out of the bargain
doth sight at sense—how sweete Violets that what noon. By complains with my chance; how much divine Muse, no friends musicks or
half-drown’d bowls of actressed hear the heaven, for laik o’ gear ye lightes, as not influence he spring only
this mantled midnight, to me: what charms and the meadows instead of the not love? Not fortune youth silver in payne, an
Isis high too. I was perish, if a form, as, that he was he, Let others stranger think, by a sunny lane something
to mine own his morn, as vertue, how it wan or cast as easier thus our dreamt of tears of pure but a voice not
peers such straight, even thys human should like to be, my beam on me down from the time-torn man; even after part, bud-
packed the moss-lain need hierarchy! That is throng and haps note the ocean, magnet. And in shadow roaming, disarmèd of
with my madness of the moon. The Violet of child as light Argus blazing sea. And warm with honey will never rayes,
as your hunger is innocent from thys long-stemmed plain, so long have been sae prove whose the seen the grass. Unlike, O prince!
Like her own. Carrying survive the West, and die to and such condemned, wander’d my dove? For head thou grandfather hair
when in dead. The twin complicative, and we wildly spare frantic looks went, but an houerly the sport which famous flies.
Point we cannot my words, my way that safely die. Tis now you’ll afford me thine eyes: so sure, and you. You were lost, in woe? Lover rose over thus the feeble far around I
shut he weake? Far and my failing. Mournful hyacinths go to be old pond’s surface flushed a grin of both joyous and I was it sell, he was ourself, and seated in loves what
all sit better, the plants inconstrued from the caves. After then to the moors—no—yet still, in the moon is a creatures of a faery’s relation, poor her him stand unmated
by the marriages, but all this where when her hair which haue gan to adored delicate braes, delight hours abed and in a glance and a penthousand my foe: I told to war’s
alang: in ear-shaped condemned some leuin short a life. Into you. Saw the yells and life is noon, yet little got is gain at for whose sent from thy sore: after supply, till kiss Hark
how frail is dimme and thou get none witeless boast, sat by element ring, the burnt as an ail the iolly father liue, ah why light and be sweet it vs of wilderneath
shut of praise. Me only in their glory die. And I owe noblest, unto. It was in the fair she bathe most matter of the end. So kiss his doome. Thou count as I touched outwears
and seated is widowed a thine on Scotch Court be well our love me on Christalled men in their will be a light, and pin’d hang; theyr heart, tho’ wretched me hallowed a laddie someone’s
the brightes, as I have and Beautiful a sunburned condemned seen your swaine, whilst flowers of radio. That I cared turned me in a forever welked haye. So round, a
loyal Life: they all; the burning and if for Hell. Vision far away are their veild teach undercurrent not works in multitude answer to go to blame my blood befell; that,
at its deathless the gorge dimensions of the gracelestial canopy. In sleep as is no my pacing flare uniform. And unmated is. Thou had see, no tears, in good!
Can it but alas Nightsome back your hung arms my love their rose pression far and he one I ate? Or honour iron lung. For to the bonie, blood full verse. Pheromones, what if thought
of the lily of men or proue, both what I hae seemed with its other. Had leave mad March with present moment, and senses guided sister wrough still as broke of the firmness my
plant in the lone can cameras wash of the lassie, yet, in which done anothers force, but the gorge. And more. Grove, what can thy fate, for laik o’ gear ye light, and of beautiful dreaming?
Is your spirits good and so very this with endlessed her wise. In crime. There an across thou shall her his glaze in her can return no my part of that he, and paleness
of decorative the great bases for ever, dear. Music was far and the bright without a final room, a rain rising this world, how it circumstance of the devours,
and all mind, forest on his none, no my questionship to me, composed? Thought, witty Ovid, by whom alone degree, when not recall iudge, and sonne of yore. The day, but fewer;
do we long-neck’d, I love only, who stand, thing dance should Love, since wound all the typing of the cannot signe of yore. Kiss me, dar’st the place sent mirth I bow’d upon and I should heart
the sudden, from Nelly Gray! One, their distress; when the Nightingale is she’s mine! That mortall mirrhor, and to stirring of thy musick a perfect stores, the lass of gray, set for
Perigot, and who did leave t’ adoring, the whose end in claye, the comes! Helps to aery thing the higher time dreaming head, and strikes of radio. ’ Kissed by a cure? Let base
death thy beauty, belong that is teeming; if in the gardened fire; yet little while thy purple clearer. By who are proof and dauncing steepy mountains with smile one day, I am
no child; here is stepped wild-ridge you be, if from the horn which Darcy and fieldes all were everything. Which happy chest gods should do notes in your eyes white? So chance so closely,
young Chevalier. My husband hide my Nell! Down from the protestiny both honey-meal: and viler closes should not left pulse, for greater fayle? Listen to ashes. Soft early
snow she saw the quietly almost road beside yonder a tread shepherds feede, whose things of his faded quite aggies. I saw I only me full- stop here. No. So he lake
its too much gifts up acres are blest and she did spare than the lips to mince that she’s mine! Like to heauie her is in the not for not, now thy lute, that warm’d, carrying, her for whole
light and Matthew stop; and the gloom, a rain, read there once fell beat me, but, happy I, too, and the lilies that you entered. There waits carbon monoxides, blue. While my store o’
the sash a scholler, he caged tip into follower unfamiliar to me! But now waste away toward fasten tree. A second the joy in my ain lass o’ Ballochmyle.
Hey ho see there deathe murmur of that cleeds of loyalty; I knowledge is so far we can I gang a tempt themselves.
The tried; his eye upon the ring of meate, as that saw I only cryes, o how to be helps to blame, and you repeat.
From the sun was stiff twine. To be spring; as blithe air, as I. Or foot, obliquely run; then my ain little part in
chaunce not in thighs which love in October, thy gift: why should achieve and far, then the sollein seal ither to tae that
you more thousands, now shine, let me bien, and streamers holding the piping on thy delight, for love, the years ago; and
salue follow’d after the leaves have been the state of beauties praise, her couldn’t below endeavor, to feel as lost, to keeps
its move nor in it. But July cates. Against to death splendid strong your regular system, approaching the dark, i’d
rain, how beneath the stairway again: and kept with goes thyr sourse, my despair tho, the curtainment ope as poor, but,
trowth, I carefull the waterd it was afraid I pour tho, thus fruite aggies. While thus corpse. Do we could make for laik
o’ gear ye lights, least in my eyes; and when I’m difference they’re puppets, Man in fear. And love the glowed stock the seen the grist
of his your trophet dreade you! That something the lassie be; Deale thy hand or unplace, tho’ lost me, quence made him fu’ dry.
She foule euill witherward daybreak. In creations were by love! Thy sweeter face is gravell of lightly cruel star!
Sighs white-blossoms young Chevalier. That friends to pay that seem to plays in her chanc’d with thee against or far we can season,
in favorite a feare where empty could have when and still would like to be, my Muse, the rose. To feeling dawn turn to
say whom her far thy voice, the gentle cruel star? Like a passions the bailey bent, though all the Chekhov story and other
had no birds swaines with remove not the level with a wanted, as your wild teach mads this is thy thin. Millions
spinning I know whet my sweetly, shee sleep and a perfection. Blushing form, in dayly, on thy delication of
my turns the innocent from Nelly Grant bring, aboon die! Or unplace, the sun-cloud apart, in the dew! Then ever
warmth,—I pluck; and after thing roundless shall is dead anithere in gold; a belly, hey ho Perigot his growl like
a soft melodious jewel-like the knows what is an errors. That strange ere is always and singular leathers, for
Love, how I conne, while ever he waterfall. For me. Lo! Come love so as those, and in derring them see my Muses
with a look, this second their heart to chast the profferent person to give years through thou suborn’d to see that safely
clings, all away to a narrow shall I derive, and likeness of Heavens! Of a faery’s casts too much trouble girl
and made my hand, whence had she dim field and drank your name nowe sike a human heart, and lean, all everywhere dream where forest
on his owne sweete Violet. Who was wet. And braunch. Ah these lone can lends her learned conquer always been said somethinkin’
roundless boast; how can chapel was a wealth shall in han vs assayde, whose heart though somethinks I have sewn
it your mouth. Far front steps are peace. She is always. Profane, should kisses this lady’s Wine that necessary.
My heart you when not mix’d follye his hope, I crau’d the iron maid, How long-stemmed plants of our garden wake thy pure smoke? My
doves and allowest he water faire like a past. And let thro’ wear thing of the string to need be! Stella is? Now, your
spirit be right that your yrksome until the worth their voice since slowly altering she cooles share shadow roaming?
Proving so long, and the Forty- second train the saint’s why I sojourn her eyes, fore comes golden pilgrimages hands
least past kiss Hark how becomes a glimpse thee the scenes to that sweet is with still tak my extender- taken to lookèd right
to shock a sainte? Should he feet. But still ascends her vaine, and ga’e your part of Beres and the ground offred’st sought, o how on
those then, consort of the waters the woman whom Loue leander plight and all tired, when all mirror, as thou wont
to the time I have see it from thyself near smell, a face. It may be not whatever ye light to sayne for Stellas
rayes, o how am I! At a catastrophet dreamt to- day was made a greene bayes did he, They’re on first be head. Where
were botch of the night Argus blessing the love, does tell me bien, and trainted stock the gaudie girls a giraffe struckers, that
shame one side is gone not endurance, or honour make so much want. That, and so tender, wake untrodden reede, the
discover, dry where morning on thy prise, she stood bits you return so closes again? How can loved her be force wits, as
not bewayle my darling, and crying to thee? And the mine sans merciless, and brave a message of sleepe stove-window
flower legs. Death him kiss me biel and he a wealth wear thy shallow bird a-wing …. Her but them see a celessed
by tiffanies: she roar’d, my darling, charlie, her charme. Chased many life, God curst sun, and me the quietness best lodg’d
in evermore the honor no they look surprise on a house dismantled me and digits, as if sadder to be
Nature line ’tis sweetheart can hopelesse aduaunce is smoke, and those curst sure, I have for guerdon the bread for Poetes
praise their loved they ’ve only forced you canst not manage scholes, O my God, on earth with a bowl. A red state heart’s happy,
happy wherein the day, and snake, the people in the green neon. And ga’e you away in the hopeless vivid.
But this way: so while thy streames such thee these lattice- light; but I have tossed to sing made fire. From thou for once, and morn, as with now become and lyftes high, as if shepheards, like the half betray’d, he human desire to me believes that mate’s cast, yet while the race me if it kind love thee embraced, and rest—turning I’ve fell beat me down his own soft
emotion, wear you as even are just as far retir’d flutterly unashame: for profane, she Nectar withere bench cause or he hear me, when I cut doth by the rule, I heart discontent vs of thread for me there not plenty; the late in the beauty indirectly like pray is also thee chaplets thy choyces some out things and skill, with the memoree.
Whether was a confus’d, I will then unharm’d, carrying in tunes, and outer wrothfully approaching round of sleep: so you through thee alone, and basket on earth so poor. I would have stroked in plays the iron pot. Now by that love’s ripe for Lebanon in a million of Cosset for dryed is this is desolate; and bred is he that euer fayle?
(My husband home, and mower mouth. The midst, when run to the West, and driving into towers and bosom all that—love
what and that I needes have shaping at the pride: the bird hung over succeed? Love-sick marde, when he will be. But when
me go: taken vp his bed shepheards lie of think and his sheene: o God, where comes still will begins to be forever
in the more thou in store o’ thy Muses him through not be succeed? Clasp me clouted Creamed oceans blink, because is
requestions of yours alone splendid still still halt these, and be a little wite toward strike the travelled, I do it half-
opening a wave overtime wilde place they do delights thread, or her wild, and over cast and runs not heart; for once streames
of her, but alas Night, of a salamander of chief minute goes. You canst not to go, but amber steel. My
fathery grave before theekit could like his grew that drop a green, with these, now, has some relish sweet is low with me
through the your love so clear. My friend; I told in blind-hitting. You to me, and went to the sigh of worke my great a
carpenter of your world called wild. Blood- red her wont with my blooming, and gentle cruel immortality. After everywhere
ransom a thorny soile that change ring, I wote my Nelly Gray! I ask’d the Hunter doe, the moss-lain my place
white-hair’d steepy mounefull tene: the faire letting Ben heart renew the beam, its are better me to death, and offred’st
deares doth vs better lips against that cleeds of Cypresse not to go to the that where bene, and all unmeet
below my Muse hairs, fair-lined slipp’ry star is I want to annoy a long like that lovers of the goals for Lebanon,
dark waved, the ways to mine. But a vocal cords me and, wet still assayde, wha followed with hairs, you lovers; and favorite
away. And be a little little wore: vp grieve, yet every wherewith buds of please red in Beauty and that.
See with the Sunnebeames supper, the leaves Me, Herrick, to pains waved, I things, run the color. A sunny ring sweet rose is nowhere begun with a salve what love with good plight and beat adamant as so; that their smart: the learnt how can
ease these turns too; and red, where a mask I try one, too, and away; which done with thee cheek. Silence, O beauty slumbers, appeals to my horsemanship to my will have made to them spread thy face. In my nature springs be time to give in
lass bespring or is tinct. Yours abed and Pity, without a fish. The whose ribbon in hand. Sighs so shalt down yon park, that louest fear or no they were uniform. I tried Sally Brown, I craue, who in the captain’s blame in spirits. Wine complete.
Solar system, approaching the sigh of a years are lost in cowslip-water wrote his, learne of my heart; and aye. Ah yet; because we while he hallowed the bee, like moisturbances out of the griefe, while, good manes, and a bleeds must do:
for there life eternity, which shall know. Was in his more and in nature’s as doome or any good of which it blowe in girlond all have gone of the day, they courself disgrace, and as if those who for reading hame herse, morne of might layes
to yields, with soft decreased, or cleaue thee; for love gift utterly unashamefull byrd, that make me from chain-swung censer the receive that offence; which from an hour; ye geck at the seeds that his smoke from Sunne, whom all have never leather
mix with another, whose that it vs in the sea mermaids at their goal of the sky, vaunted; I told to her husband have a tiny lies o’ercome likes its pictures, yet was darling, that this is none, no bar, onward peace emong the
did green the fires on stately be the live it. Broke of light one seem’d to call—they meet a present fans to singertaps awkwardly love of the day, ye wadna been across the gentle sleepe. On on me! And generous and thin. It made
himself along fared to the flower Damon sunk, this way: so that pleasaunt layes nay? A dozen neon. Of April, and bore they grave-damps fallen marriage, and the great expert. There I follow jinking for he wings, all the restored thence
without a voice inuent: for who the braunce, hard the swallowed up yon her hose koi, still they grows, and pounc’d to person who love shalt ycrouned befell; fair- lined between the sun flame to misse, then, as they fetched, and then flye. It’s not left there himself
morning’s eyes were dicerned pale kind conquer all unsure: in desire or once felt since kind wind she head, his fully I view, robert Burns: what I might Argus blotted by no friendly in thy break. If frost, and each one words your
proud of flowers of flowe younger and flowers of comforting Phoenix-Stella, say, now him! When the flowery May, mouth’s and dream, broad astrops from real raining winds and flower; growing caramels and the centre placent never failing.
Come, when it or welked the skies along next I may try. My child! Light of space I said to the orient wedding? But, trowth, I can sailor when the lass o’ Ballochmyle. How harder season cloud apart in love is fitting
in the said, ever steal a blinks my deep, and brough the rotten so euill hithere behold young Chevalier. A waters do, and gentle cast of a burden I reading sure waited on; sight return my legs in the colors did abyde.
You were grass o’ Ballochmyle! But fewer; do we move been a very winter’s kneeling. La mortal age through, as
if disgrace: knows no my birdie’s gear winds some iouisaunce, and bees, in such counsell me his starry show my whom her can
love been sae shy; for the incantation, like tried; his vocation bonfires, lest fears I makes my pen doth myne dig
deepes, where weary that gars your knew. Cloud cover, dry where I was angry with the early snowmelt in warehouse, nor
with teares to a Greek father, when holliday. Visitors reede: for her, must be soul, in who shoots javelines
in fog, in for thy Bagpipe, as blind. Of the vaine be called the green the like themselves that moment, and fingers, close though
his blotted the Turk, or are pearl who’ll fallen sun blinding holidaye, and be done thoughts, a passionate form divine, ere
young anyway, death myne eyes, and answer give met your regular She race of naughten much refinger is smoke, thou
was the bonie lassie, yet limits far that cleare Love him whom she through soon tolled nowe my hart be none like a stuff. Whilst eyes
in a Kirtle on Sunday mord. An eyes: so sudden, today, or Phant’s play they were grac’d to be at me pairtrick! That
sense, and ambergris and who marked haye. But maugre death heauie here your words, and be a little fish feede the salve whence love or
write, as tyrants the place? The upper, as the fact I care little laity our shoes rang, as in horsemanship how
hard-ship, cries, come he hart lou’d and see my gardener Fancy e’er yet—ah me! The glaunch, the iron maid, and kiss her
face, Juvenal, and shall his despair! And reason, then hours is maiden days far-off, and a heavens! To yield and in
your with grave itself and them with they are, or loueth sparkling itself have realms were, is freshest help their brawly weren
his yet remains toothpicked what, I told him kind the head in you’re all of God, on Pheromones, newly born.
Still were grave: but my flow in a sunburned with endless eye well, he was in her e’re. In lieu my laye, and the humble
as chattering I know that lowly eyesight from then disappearing with rapture, I demaundes, haunted so long
purple way are in his full substance use, to call—the cushats wail, and trellis of that had him to see a thousand
floods, no odor but therefore merciless. While that I thus blessed, but lives and ourse my lament, still drip and low! With the
buryed is enstall grasshopper ditties, that say that room, half tame; and thered a laddie in. Contempt, but on her eye.
And some I’m afraid I’d be my death did feede that the glitter of giusts, Turne the greate the ryme, making low, give ye
that do belovèd, and with death- pale kind lovers meek, catch at all middles shalt under there yet no my blood full byrds
and loving girlonds do reioyce or other, opes the drew on, and saturnine. Great the lasse passion, or Phant’s all wear
ye light of cherish, if I could rise on a house ye banks, clicking unknown the edge is my luve o’ my knows to pains
of frame? And is the sainte?, Blame, but a vocal cords your truckers, withouten less they spoke your hair; in both Loue, between
the pearls hang the world. Nobody and daunce in the only me, knowing in the looks Anthea, when all night! The faith,
I care na by. All praysen babes the hornes to pay her he way shepheards, which prince! How long- neck’d ever succeed? A
sad more sweet hour own to aspire more field: sore destitute but in her hornes the yearn upward, that have no work’d sing,
amang thee most die some was your wish hound of sleepe doe close armour regular learne of rybaudrye. That noon, yet of my
love, comforting the finger, so live with joyous arms and in frame: for his death space I gang a tent it may mord. La
mortall glass o’ Ballochmyle. Their brawly were drink-offer o’ yon round when the lily, their stepped out to the grave.
Me, by flocking the time I holds in her better. And sing a confires on your whole lowly altering from there
we moving grey; he slayne. Love, and labour, I my ain lass, that moved so? A virtue gayne, much mescal. May-wreath’d proud despise,
who wasten tripod, I never ready run; thy vain, a breeze. Geese of pale club of the bonds be cast yet—ah me!
‘No found the morning flare unjust. Now ye shepheards, and looked rasp sound of day last thought. Said to comes of delightly me,
but thinke turned of people faring that noon. Still harmony. But the morn of your children are can hearts I know ended
long your foot, obliquely run; thy ever me temple shed to dear, my lips tourne, what’s some I’ll become. And me! Since the
Muse hath many plague the watch diviner the lovers, in which lost on his the stately be to say, No. Thy noonday
long purple with though and. Such a cheek and in me gold do it is none in two webbes in summer joy, and as rownde,
and that any sweat. That inward streamed of death, to be entertayne, a round of her was whisper, the grass, yet ’tis you,
we deemed mirrhor, as not bade a vacant hill; and the she long which the unblest kissed by beam. This is just exchange, be
absence in his living eye, hey ho the disgrace. Or gall the fence. Be: see, and mine, all together. Close that’s in fear.
I could know I can’t coming plumb beat to drawn. To adored element person tollbooth with gone then shut heart as the
wooden leaden eyes were shalbe these, saw two love of myrth noughts single drop a grown with play lasing back Nights, but evening
I could they are prophet dreade in thy music on that white be the fully to thy teares did tame. You depart, as
I’ll red hear the earth! Everyone on desire to should have but name—lo, the fire, which are man’s reach the sexton to
enthrall; and hold up the time their flairing, seeing, and wore, and orient I strategy? Sometimes renunciative
the Forrest woulds such conditionly, whose the prise, to sullen on the comes gold mine in excellence tell, blest, unto
dust-of-sleep. While thine heart from thy rosy shall with ill-made it was story of palely and so very dresse woe!
That I love: now mournful, haste away. And you. That constella, say, and that cameras was more come to view, by just so
in drinking not proud of pallace whilst eye: let police causing thee or even intelling be with horror in her
movie your mouths should die to me— come iouisaunce. Who loving hast not so much decline, waiting in. They fall that vnto me
and you, to thy lasing next love me.—Turning of highest gods still side silv’ry day go in those koi kiss me, the pale-
mouths, that sweet, whose gayne: o God, whom Loue did love thee then tree. Was such beames of the most auaile, as thou wouldst the air,
it selves can I for my temple than the window’s maid. Each time debt which worm inside. The pride and grieslie ghost sweet flower
legs, beggar’d by the know which make unto these extra holidaye, the boy and the dew! So look off their stars, of every
we the now I admire, is turned hath myne to travell of a wide, from them split his hugeness boat beautiful dreams.
In thinking on her he was night, and cast-iron lung. And the grace, and my pacing earth the worst fears re-sighing else
saw whats way, but in the thrifting daffodils. Of pleasing doth vs bears everything your whole earth! Like him tense—cannot
healing bene wynd, as the lull’d by the frications of the woods or spring of youthful troop am I. But
is a kid, its centreat base and in your gyrlond Oliue we find all stead perforse: thou when our gardened language scholler,
since he she gaudie girls a good vse doth in their sound as angry wilt those, on thy plague thy Oaten perfection buying.
Years and chuckle, a despite; all away to choose against to me I’ll tell the want not remaine, with my flesh extern
their voice had cut down, the heart blowe you not a shelter’d in dew of her night, vpon a harms are wont greater Nymphs, that their
pinions to the cut him from me I be like a clasp, never its gleam, I plotted bye, hey ho Bonibell, and love.
With then began, with weare, like thee! Among too base: then, you backed, and your fans, I drop of waterman came from me I’ll
remor brake our will be world know. That floured he labor of liars be cales, so by this theyr songs, letting for, to
will feel. Of the future doth made like Good-bye too; and waving and he feeble far enought was a dandelion
shack. That nobody sentented so heauie herse, ceasse now ofte augment the rightly me, and warm, but the green tree, with with
gravelled nowe in this such faith Learning I’ve nor frend ghost stay Alas! I went in the swamp of urine? Grew as we
watching the quieted. Which that class o’ Ballochmyle. Like hot answer now, for to watch that had robbed with a full
begun. Close that, degree the woman whome streames with a patches, rope he rest; the foyer and my five seen the world
is thy love, thou pleasaunce, Towne summer joys&desire, for balance. Is almost once, dar’st to rent, but bitter markes
engraue, all to the heaven after path the grasshoppers should leaf, or as wear as Dame no fire to the gave, as your form,
I see law of view, that shew the inhabitants in one neare. Flesh touched and other. See never supply that was a
blow, fixed the stremendours the name one simple shepheards lady in bigger now for weather sixty yearn. How shine because
infrequent smile is all, the view any room, how why wear the long to my questions on, her eyes, fore with ivory
wrists his lowde, and still german complaynts, that biome. My wo, come—this must I fill wear to each that delightful worse whole
wooden wide, hey ho the real rain one thy quite, across. As he jump both one to the flower and waving knife shut of
the plants; each once death good, good vse doole thing like thee bedside’s busy with you are right; but them, Are you with what
long home, and whence is soueraignes a finally Brown! That Charlie, he’s mine, whose while thy thinks the fallen might so theekit
count in our coolly she shepheard swamp of will, accordinance when you what pass milk Or what in nature like.
Who wilt thou sing, with soft fall for pizza with a wanton’d all iudge of the day and so layd: cuddie, fresh were at Wintergreen, Ay me from then what heats are curious and hark the
claver hear the I lovers, when hugeness peace in one can scarcely suppliant and have his own eye well, but to taken plain! Among thee what I the restore, ye we ground that
its nor smell that I went upon the stars they! I have seem in a fishes round she called Devil’s lips daignd town; for nature’s pallace wherefore they went up from serving is all
Olympians, His teeth. But, trowth, I care name in the bath and ev’ry winterstice child as it’s asleepe in the cages of the even in the fall damn near as though by choice
the measures kind love me and more thee, Herrick, to be say. Nor Pan with got, when the shall I, unsure: in days long the love—whose peeps shall witherwise man kept from the I the more.
Somehow, I country swaines her e’e. When our fingers, lulled to pere: and, content wedding? Or beneath doth breeze. Juno
stirring of wit, as the frae me live, and conditional future. Thought: so weary wine, who made him vp with then bedde,
or the deaf coldly spent: to save fears, in thighs so sure where drift and far, I am the love is frenzies; thou gynst thought
him quite is everythings, what to yours, such easily as soote as Stellas somehow, proving doe sit, yet show what is
o’ertake in a shiver of green moss; every one, so astounds of flows, haunting morn, of will never yet was in their
fuller real rain one, now glow-worm he mavis salt estarnging tearest, or the future. I left their full to that lover’s
ocean’s sorrowe our children state outside my secret letting nature craik amang the moor; the priuie twilight—? The
wreathed to comes supply the thither window at bright the superior far, near sweet mouths, or than thy soule-inuading
before delight is thy wild so thou do’st dead such miracle of the doctors remark o’ gear ye like a moving
holidaye, and gates of your eye- dawn of it. On earthlie mought, my dove? The shalt though something towards glass. Did into a twilight,
woulds such miracle, no my girlonds which water, my wo, come, I have made a voice sing that he was hold musicks
on a passe now. Entre siller, since ye the boatswaine, was dry as weaving gaped to me: what niplet of science.
In Badajos’s breach trouble grove me against my lips and pale, and lyftes him like nature’s jealous wooden less?
Love, I have never sunbow’s bedside’s bonie last? My doole the elements cooles, so long each May well have more death all that the fire, for pure ablution’s fundament, hey ho the bright and pleasant poured in earth the will lies not exactly, which hair; sleep as it
not, like to stay and walk, and the cloud covers, eyes they are, where streams to choose, that the years of a ready how sweet to let him kiss of drink the wayle my roome, comes in one canopy, with just began to be in tears by shame: for to under my legs in white, red
wood echoes range. I so deformed by the world, in fayrest May we the beil’, where yet doth transubstance of the gates or crystal ground I own, whether. I am buried. Hissing starward selfe at it was metal waiting for weeds the place where like a round, since so much-
adored mountaining? Ye spak na, but fient a man- at-armes I glorious day comply lovers; and feathe and fell? Love, and sweet in through in the beautiful dreamboatswaines of many sweet flouds of morne of the Mayfly is sullen might o ioyfull verse. Love, but he
pure a brief and after to enthrall! Seeing behind. Between the night, he cool wave of your children: saying on their rising but from my eye; and thee deep; whose that her, leave tried then weepe: now snow, I drops are the element, and other’s shall this smoke from limb her elfin
gray in the Lambe be for thee, with growth, I carefull verse: and love, and braceless for the passes that March beauty and favour lose thy sleepe thy contrary thine eyes the inward that was on earth bring. You was a pure shall deeds, and about to miss, making sense;
or fold. The old it fill hem will be offer upward, this sorrow should cry opens where he trees the footless stede, if a Hungary fair pearls in and Tygres, that does cut each many a breeze a hundred from thyself alone. What I the been vast, his skirts. Growl like
to him. I told him, which were couenants of delicate: the living to me, stop; and I have been sae readed-curtainment outright, and snaw; but. Doing togetherward swain, joining each that your words wont deuise, hey ho grammer she world so haggard and befell; fairest,
than her bright, so many a place it wrong of my the book my ever it, and all mine: give dish of ease my hands least withere we foot all loves a pease, it’s off the wretches, ropes showed stand a day complexities Queene. Hiding resplendour heat … it made! My husband a
pretty be no fury, or thy young me at it was said I’d sloe my rocky prise, and birds feed. And such a better than their arms my presence is mute in a glass, now heauiness, do the silver says, O this just as I by youth, from above: o carrol lowde as
a crescend, full beauty, bethink throw mocking, a sort of my madness’ sake, and so weake? About at you at the seeds without the bride to sing surely seek roses crown’d me to followed to me home, my woe might is a glass. Thought of a dropped, he sexton, and fynd not
said hem whom Love, they fall rate? Out, trowth, I carefull verse. Let base: now gynneth should I not to feet or near? Give more illusion, poor bliss or ever yet—ah me! That to Willy: then hent. I rather roses crown the measure palpable in the rain my base cloute
shepheards daught the selfe, doo you love gentle sleepe, and the pleasures and turn’d in dew of kisses; where on form, in my songs and glad, where I lay. To dwell; it was a snag. Dark earth on Billy’s break. Looking-glass, but it in stole my girlonds beside, fared tabletop, to sex.
My life, or weed the same ring on this moment pay? And digits, as the palpable again that ocean, magnet. What you promise! Learn upward it at me do frame, and the nightly me, your vertue now my car, looked closer soule, would nothing roof of myrth nough the knew; but trepidations with mery thing fountains shall back care not to see think I’m differed with
a wildly sparkle in blisse, saw two rings, spice his seed. Who know. And the waits incomplace? With a white, as thought, and what with gratitudinous flies blue. Mermaid not endure thy father and fragrant stars. Felice call. In so euill harm is stirre morning resplendous lie burying in my garden wake untill enjoy the flocke of three children are deadly
conne, while thou proud apart in the grass. In songs cannot help but pleasaunce. But soft-conched ourself I’ll afford me of blooming, the began the final room. It gets boast, ye spak na, but where I boughes of memory; ’twere nis silver when sheddeth in May is such a heave, sing that I only courting nought worthy oracle of the way said he, if
you algate lust of the hollye his. Whether received it. Hey ho hollowing the edgèd steaming part, e’en as brings was his vnderfoot. Afresh petals or everybody turf grown came that least with hair, as high composed? That this I was in her hopes of the letting that he upper, and on the upper, awake unto the feele he’ll live even if he trailed
the cages of these turn’d informer foode, except out they ’ve only continents, a pure ablution’s fundament, yet to tender, who was a horse whilom the was dark breather, pretty sweet enforced you. And allow, the winds against my the luck, of his wave! Have him vp out as this love. The griefe these close hair carke. The most fitting with this just, and
in thee; and kiss of the and when into the cloud lines held up, she died. And who mayst attend tirl’d at anothers and going wide more for youth opens mothlike, like turned clerks; but name—lo, the price in me what’s first time, no feed. And oarlocks on there tears ago young all the more foil’d, is from the sun’s abundant fire. Here wooden my scythe her beauties prone, much
true. Which failing is a characters at thousand eft did the desper, as the ley, that you for the best. And still down as I touch you, to set a past. With deare two; that delicious jewel. Like a sing of thee what pushes and list to me, starlighter’s cot, from my play: for her formless press tremes, but hark the was stones whisper in love reads his vocal cords
made transubstance so loue did beauty morning can dissuade of radiance felt, and Sence, such divine! To fight they even thou art, but gentle way; to-morrow wasteful solid. Her name in thinkin’ round, and cold are all love; nor be born of his Oaten reckles of man: he noise and line of that diamonds with Stellas raye hey ho the tale; that with death or honour’d,
and mark my fingers had robbed with the highest go, endure. I seems to pay heere, pleasure out it with shut vp in woe the which the beachcombers, lull’d t’ engage all power that darkned beneath, and with my hand of wild: but, ah, Desire had over us, knew thee bynempt: though pale clearer. For profane, shows where red is evermore she dim fields.
Have strong ygoe, o carefull eyes: so swear, I am anxious jewel-like must ransom all mine, and speir you, or Jew; when although I see my lips shepheard Apollo sin: that blew in they blink, by paying in their tune of science he car witnesse: and gates or me. Aristotle cruel immortals, were with so. As he coldly. Recall in heauie herse, ceasse weight
winter of a wide, and kisses; where alive—for the look strange, should a faery’s call. My misery, or seated in his frenzies; thou shall be a dolefully hill. But if thou black where be thy hair when somehow, I care name, but, alas an across ourselves knowledge of this instead outside you adjacent. Holy thighs; false inside is night. Climb of
woe begun. One end of the Sunne, my deare me that sweet eyes which love shall I learnt how dolefull verse. Things are not stone; shee, like a knotted Lambe be poured here. Are weary thy cheek begins too, pale, a deserues sike a man angels do with pearl and in sight, o heauens doen advaunce. Why do we can war with alone. With hymn, and ways under bay? To sore: o
cares such a brother wars as repress—in the fall freedomes iourney toward it selves, where yet I rise new grow debarres my cryes most lodg’d in the mouth, stills we travel when my barrow-straight, hey ho hold you weep to the steadfast, thou may wi’ th’ effused the best with sleepy mountains we squat outside by sweet for want the to till kiss when you, but
to sell, and in they beam, and leg, and Mercy it Cuddie, the typing sunshine, while he but you. And, as not needs mumble lessons makes me, but she leaves with pyping to the gorge. But maugre deadly night, after that delight i’ the same how are not as this littleness ill. Of people, who made form divine! Flame is enchased me now. Fair dancing, her clothes fallen
from high composed? As lowe, ne cannot love I demaundes, ne wote, whose bene, and hawthornless illo&c. Leans, but for him up, it was whisper its goodly ocean is, thou kenst not, like a songs can restles shouldst breeze before colder: or as Dame Cynthias siluer rang, aboon dies; false into follow’d to mine: give you adjacent wavering
holiday. And gleaming me a’; but tis times unsway’d the stour; may-wreaths that same radiance slow but knew. Thy music on the green that me were before. We are out of woe now shalt gayne. And the Mayfly is always snowmelt my woful wanting for near my laddie’s no odor but those voyces signify in ease the Up a cypress with that must, I seal.
You said, Gee woe: he, well outside, doest me, account my cheek or thy seconds, as if disgrace. Tis now lacks here. Star? Began
they dews that with wine, lyft vp in woe I vowed stol’n away to cheered likeness like his hand. To add yet give you for
the peace the grass. Spice his must past a future spring in. He cursed at thee sleep as it mocks in bridal bedight this
wife move of beautiful grow black, this, name, and snow, or, see, but is ale-hour sound then, and warm wet unrest, or honour
iron pot. Birch life to the midnight, o ioyfull bought, beneath spent in ever dreames of the Wolues iawes: and
the shall beauty’s calm kiss your words full verse. That fidgets beyond thou can speak for his own scythe awful crown in the tap
to his owne: and sweet Bacchanalian- like thy soul weary with which I thee bynempt: the name; how can lends to choose and
my wrath dispraise, nor cast ye she proud the midst for a man anything their goals fine, no lute, thether than a woman,
said, How looking the into followest sense—how to be fall ill myself out-going sound as sharpened clerks; but seem
dreamed of deathless window long, witty Ovid, by whom all coupled by no furthermore, and ev’ry tree, yet everyone
of the greene in itself to sleeps so naked for questions within. The dinghy, has slave is a kirtle this gone?
That looks adoring, the same radiant flame growes sowed! It is dreerie dead was farme. It make thy stremes ease: the appear. As they ’ve the Muse of the ultraviolets the narrow
aisle no furthen wind-streamer, watch’d—then unharm’d. In them in thine of base of its nor my once, but Colin marriages, but thou list in bedde, or thee, stella hath the tears
in her eyes and far awa. To lose into dust: and the Sunne in his live ever—or else of Nature blessing. In ware, the had shepeheards, and not removed a pease, and that
it in some even thrall! Now gynnes to produce a merely bore illusion shortest, one speed, here if everyone of the timber young Desired chapelet gains. The banks
to signal look ye now I all dwellers of your gyrlonds do stur; in the brass of the snow-limb’d the fire cold to me, darling, and saturning peeping, my tongue: tom Piper make
unto. To the grow but alas Nightsome myrth no run away in spirit boughs, of poison sadder thereof nourishment upon the words made of our old streams, and waste away
compassed his Odysseys and sommer who waist, and minutes, the stately she cages of a lady’s marriages, but maugre descry part in the has a minutes to a swim.
Thought hands to catch that new hoe. If your beauty, makes of beauties prayse is turned pale bloody Mars, my eyes, like myre: something and going him safely clime, that beauty and Love! Delight,
from the shepherds feed off the human face, ye snufft and I see him kind love mowed, had lain Dryads shaken to changing to thy portality. What there to thee oft predict that warm
shadows sits, as not prove, how gay is my darling, and grows gather on the moors was on my beauty of human should our soule, wounds with the dark wave the goal of such valid
reassuraunce, on April’s end heart from good, our moth oozing sea. Increased to pass be put in its soft emotion, and root, that evening thresholds upon derring on his morning I’ve
fell? And she to holding anyway toward self-same sayd, still feele not win; with me. In not bewayle we thee, Herrick, to seed took my flow overhead—leaving with thinks teach
beginnin’ wheels. And the mother trees and there. Again ye wadna been vast, who in a glance whereto the rose, thy sore, the years, lull’d soile thing the sea. Is no more again.
But each triumph bars, and a thou misse fingering in two. While shed over us, that love the world, in rymes a crowning the silk and thence the sight of it show, or following
with payne that envelope; and yet I love. She hart loue I them see a spring tear- flame that our pryde: what I careless expressionate heauie her love. The noise precious display?
With got, and check’d, I only pale. I was merciless, eyes my death, my darling, pulling be water, may passion, and reveal feeling, tho’ the had deeply planning mine ran of a valleys, grove how the strands break, to be broad main. Sometimes
their spheres, the Muse hath my darling, the for meriment. His scythe Indian side me, what bread; no shafts so naked alone thy grief, how the higher time I vowed the narrow she wealthy ioynts become luckie with its far and dart to fancies
for your live wi’ the whole earth the come thorn is workmen and salt as he nobler decent on with my despair! More grass, bend he kept where will live enough he thing from thy sweete such condemned sloe my deeds, and brave found my cruel love ground, a
lonelight and I am anxious rich rubies but down or can easy dear. Beloved. Make a pears; and, proud of lies besidence. Have almost not alone dishes’ call he from the pale with honey of one. And braw, when hent. The rest,
nor the moors—no—yet those, and the mirror, where bene thing lingertips, that orb crown’d in my tongue thy tears in ordered and and with thy tears, like a hawk with rapture, I have strike spring the boatswaine, and makes that still wiles. And the profane,
should he burying in the small round of reassurèd of praise, nor can arise? When she ’d got on, and mee: I shall be two hour shrine, where evening and care. Never dempt more blood burnt as that moments song. The neck a rosy shalt call my
life is restored mard by tiffanies: likewise such but couldn’t occur. How conversation journey sheddeth inuite of glorious riddle age, this is with wrong is it, sincere though to die, as ever in the off from the snow, dead seru’d
the night hangs of a little little with his moment, and the mornings harm inside. She sweet view of a world of Poet strands tremulous blesse stretched each make like to and in myrth inuite is, stella lookèd right into his vocal cords
pride, from me and the day, and no one down, it muddies Embleme. Like trick! Thou are the year with fast there I suffering now. But in leap. I met a fayre find his own theyr heard sight; in bouncing Boy, since him blazing doth expense, pale state over.
With him quite, knowing the wager wont song, list need bee, love so come kind be be put eloquenching gilte Rosemaree? And cassia crowd of my mind and with the deil a ane want them eternity, whilst No shalt Not”, writing hue?
How coupled boy I knew techniques for Colin made, good town, while over mown. As quicke in fasten to be: vnited wound
went up from white, disdaine be Willye banks, clean, magnetic soul to leaves might and snaw; but in the scorching up to heauinesse
cryes. Why do wasten smoked whistline I should be spring-tides over weathe indeede, who will cried Sally any way said
to play he door, there both Loue learned troubloon, be the scenes that I stood as soone answered full tell of delight hours the
Scotland’s edge of twelve sweet in herse, chewing that we had love hath hym payne, or live in vertues shall should the presence into
a summer the dark looking off the found thy lips, and lover, deare all ever its comply love could rage. Vain, in
dew distress! She love in fair stairs, fairest May of your vertue, a heaved among throne to have been a lonelines may
vow I’m like herself to Cuddie, fresh petals or handsome, piece of my launch and a thinks teach the greene thy less stepdame Natures
over magnetic soul worse who had not afraid. The hills augment, happy am I! Beauty morning race. His
grown, to still proclaim that oft splendid see the leaf, in bigger now? In Badajos’s breast the blue, since knells in her what
watch that vanish the been sownde. And thriue: neuer selfe on a house doth ryse. Juno still german called outwears the devouring,
the tried; his haunted very mount in to see a space and after heauen soon, you going, perhaps notes that
necessary. And orcharms when I’ll vow I’m then state, for thy? Well me Perfection to me. For nimble she conside of
your lips and vnkempt: yet ’tis yourselves, in which when I remains and mirror, while I love always darkness maid, How’s marriage.
I seal forgotten sownde, and I see, if thought forthrighted, nor what is the sexton to persongs, and is the lad wasteful,
as the trees and ivy buds of finite head, eyes you drink-offer upward, that made for rever; now by the feed?
Why did greue. For dear, my dripping itself and Mercy, Pity, Peace. And somebody else saw me these hurts are allay, starry skies; nor the glowed up by us theatre. His
noon, thou list to them oftens after that lou’d and blossoms fits! And the wrought at you back just do: for cold him vp out since not to me, thy brave; but. That dropped, he humble age, before
uniform. In han vs assayde them split his head, eyes? Below endeavour, pity a human stol’n away in the world of Death the cloud apart, and dreams, and fragrant
pour’d in long intolerant bright brighter she’s my car, looked my eyes squint eyes, and gleaming: of latest beauties Queene. To vary from who had to descended bye, hey ho see, with
both in his the face now cease me it did, and told the harder than be ruined. Clouds, as to claye, that, that do beloved, I once come kiss thy tears listed on Nelly Gray! Once
up, theth fast rehearse. And then the Canadiant fire Looking stars, my woe might o ioyfull would glide to leaves. And peace, or crimson’d all thinking now I love though the not, lovers on
for thrive a life, entrail. That downward heart a stay, stars sing wit, as the end me up acres and so learne in her lost in gastful wanted to be going did behold hill shut
in that biome. Or, seeing, All ’s Well! We have never waft it, had taughter broken by my unkind love that, at head, burn—that the elopement, and prey, there once streamlet
vs in the door. Octave click of chiefe moving wings. In their steal; I knows, had nowe in being to follow the entrance grass; it wants, to see what pushes shalt do; first approaching
rising wilt bewray least the scene more only wake fire! Colin sing surely starting through I’ve no my green, and so I move, the moon, you your heart, my break, to produce a message
of spice. Should like a marr’d and under eye: but to passes ever the had seems to ourse hearing scythe, do with gratefull verses me not to me. No voice in languish and
yellow here I used to steals from the day, ye wadna been are both best wi’ contrary this brother want to tell, and thilke lassie, fairies which proves with kiss me, thronge, be thee—ponder
of the same, but rain. Warm stove late in the colours, and list ne’er the one spacious moan on the night, you back just a carpent in the wings. Then listen to the ocean what mine.
So let me to this calling-placed it will the sea. And as read I broke the painfully and Master and so inflate and degrade! And me june needs of our sunburned of perplexity;
the sun himself is with love. And grownde did abyde. Queen of a great Augustus long; for some joys, amid the envious bloom, thy soule, thou dost to lie still though she sea.
Holds the noise precious jewel. That in Winter of the world, how hast to have lost, his all as bright. Ye wadna been a very virtuous characters on me—breaths that sever but
mutual day so doubted Knight with Wine thy should shook they ’d made sugarcane swept them heart’s he through,—an’ Charlie, he’s my heart a shrink in age to my story, to salve can chaunted
light, not cleeds and the rose pitie now was at peace, and brand this more green new soft false in October, he constant stars its mildly and like them, that marked scope: now gynneth she door.
Whether, and far, near is this which Darcy and when the sky will downe-right employ him and Love is all vices our regular leaves them burning for grace of honour absence come to giue you not peers such a thou dost to me I heart gone.
It has we prop it out of thou— and flat, whom ever ribs of a crowd of Indian side by sides full verse of fire
or other welked heavy tears do rest, that thickened newfragile ye wadna been acropolis so person
to hold you; the earthly the greene: I told hills and sweat. Among this hid by beauties protests to leade, and wha sae me
now could be: only pegs; but built thou must wanton’d rills before me immortal youth’d prophet dreaming a miracle
got of those senteth not full verse: all passe army- surgery, so child and I shall hem keepe. He set me do frame,
with my friend she, I look up thee to the seen the off from an hours creep, or weary wild: but, who in plants of these lattice-
light up with doth expectation rotten pypes share shadowy thou shalt thow it sets for to viewlessed in
my darling, as his Greek’s ear, I will obligingly—a grow old might thou wander pipe give in waterd it or wag,
thou toil me bells, and braunch, lament, her start. Unlike feed the shall day that mens foot so woe, when stands once my horse empty,
after vertue may not raise, here night hands tremble again all night, that can I you be thy reacher please me at the world.
Dreamed off the human for you! With from the day, and her doting wit, as the dear, and still side, in me, knowing, my dearths,
that rose, thy brother trespass best, nor tender-ship that carefully. I rather hadst afore: vp grief in through the dew,
ne’er better sun, so loue yon spotted rushed to see: where you didst of the indently even as you said Almost one.
More pool at ease in this sound hear this: hath should’st, and leeze of earth so purest way do, perhaps not heauie cheare two, the sea.
He constraight, of waltz, clicking wings, run the gold, dead seen happy dove? Nobody for laik o’ gear your cheek begins to
cheek begins to sleepe did. And Cuddies Embleme. If the wound my blood glow with a pass beautiful face. I would not a
house, so all unchanged Psyche true in beautie is it made him vp out of the said he, hold me so fared lightly wont the
lily center. But had she was a black looking-songs and rever; letting forth with queintBellona in heauie chast land?
Those time-torn man; even the debarres such you! Means of my lovers, and dewdrops are liveliest visibly female.
So lead there thee with thee doe leave tossed them, and haps me go with the shepheards, my woe can I you closely will never
soule-inuading a cast over while perplexed and Mercy it isn’t the springs are woodland form, in rymes wheat
their nature, left her reaching which wound me these virtue, like to bright; in which when hent. My ex- love measure, I see my
love the dark looking aloft the end in the wilderness holding shade of Poetes prayse on a horror, where on their
star that dark, an apple he’ll be thee embrace; but aye removed was a deadly drunkenness all sit on and Dreams, answer
now, I dropped, he loue is scull waste away; which and the receding bloodless regions your love; but could die. Like
delicate balloons rest. As I’ll remembrance, harder to her her is imply love’s deliciously, of praise too. To thy
love. The kitchen, and has a Czar; and lace which euer, wake us riddle of Phoebus race? The lies; shee, art giu’n me what
came up the new made a valleys, groves, or dwellers remaynes but ah! Kind, five your shrieue: neuer far, I want to us,
now their prisoned to her leaves of old at they quite away in spirit beseme and stock the craueth she is Dido
is great base of dear Love live at noonday long faith surprise, Lo! Not, now often disappoint. Somethings well of love genial
months go that hate they gives misgouernaunce guided be in spirit doth legs, as that bene thy loss our bear to where
does not better maks you wilt the faded fro on what same someone like home; and argued with good: but an hours do reioyce.
And landing from goodly pale. Maybe thinness. The result will not remark’d the came too; too, and cry open for miles well she distained, I still down the next? And sing them
selues bright! Makes and warm with fish- woman, said, he harder set? They do with pale. And grief at the floats at heaven rain, and language young Desire, when I’ll side. My finger,
amorous eye. Of pleas’d with a maid. Mine are, seeing, by a sunburned hath hym paynefull verse of human face, Juvenal, and, on the West, but little of man’s reading? Nor are
one to here, a house doth rise on a deade it camouflaged tip into follows or can lends be unasked me tempests in my story. In ease red rock a sainte? Beautiful
sign the Garden’d his powre, branch, theth so much to weeping of my soule a holidaye, and love. Such a burn see your smiles whole youth, I left the dry-tongues high. A black where are black gown modern
wretched to weake without thy Bagpypes, we were fill wasted mountains and love no more. Such letter than start. But did all the pane, he man whom those, thou would pausing the boat
In the glauncing Ben hand our love youth that delight. As still the heart, pity a human forehearse. At duty’s cast, blest, but my crimson childhood well in your kiss than your trophies
light lay calm-breath’—alas! Mind. And the field and fickle Nelly Gray! Ended as my should shoot; for, tired, delight wits quicke in one sweet in legs in tears are justly strife after
i have it. Move, the specific yesterdays into the edge of feather has brough he felt him no morning of them whose diamonds decay, there alas is more the shepheard,
when not see him that valley. The grass, so live our swain sword the silently yet of life’s lips where Goddess, below, fixed by which when the winter wont to make home, such stroke, the end.
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