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elllisaaa · 8 months ago

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NOT EASY FOR YOU - L. CHAN

KINKTOBER DAY 19 - OMORASHI + SPIT

SUMMARY : after having taken you out a on a bunch of dates, you got comfortable enough to invite chan to come have a last drink at your apartment after a night out. chan really needs to go to the bathroom, but he doesn't want to cut off the conversation flowding fludily between the two of you, especially not when he had been meaning to ask you out for ages. so he stays here and tries to not think about his growing need to pee, even if it might lead to an accident.

-> pairing : lee chan x fem!reader

-> words count : 2.1k

-> genre : smut

-> warnings : sub!chan x dom!reader, omorashi & piss kink (if you don't like it, don't read !!), spit kink (obviously), reader and chan are both a little fucked up ngl, handjob, oral (m. receiving), cum eating, deepthroating, face fucking, use of 'good boy', begging

+ the way i'm depicting chan does not represent him, it's only a work of fiction

-> 18+ content bellow, minors DNI

-> reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated ! sorry for any mistakes, english is not my first language.

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Chan had never been the one to make the first move when it came to relationships - he was too scared of rejection, too scared of breaking a blossoming friendship, too scared of not being interesting enough. So when Seungcheol introduced him to you as his friend, even if Chan was smitten by how breathtaking you looked, and how smart you were, he couldn’t bring himself to ask you out on a date for the life of him.

And it stayed this way for months, despite all his friends and even Seungcheol pushing him to just shoot his shot because they knew for a fact that you were also interested in him - Chan still didn’t want to make you uncomfortable. You actually had to make the first move, asking him out to the movies, just the two of you. And he was over the moon, couldn’t believe his luck nor how well this first date went, even when he was borderline awkward because of his nervousness.

But that didn’t stop him from asking you on a second date, and a third, and a fourth, and so on. Everytime Chan had a moment, he took you out and the both of you had the best time together. Tonight was no exception as he invited you to the restaurant, having made a reservation in a place you had told him about a few times already. Once again, everything went well, but as this night held the promise of going back to your place after, he felt all his nervousness from the first few dates come back full force.

So Chan drank, a lot more than what he was used to - be it cocktails, wine or water, he just needed something to hopefully make the knot in his throat go away. And just as it was planned, the two of you went back to your apartment. It was the first time he went to your place, and here again, he wanted it to be perfect, he wanted everything to go well and not mess it up. You proposed the idea of having a last drink, and even if Chan was starting to feel really bloated from all the liquid he already had, he accepted, not wanting to turn you down.

However, as you sat down on your couch to continue your discussion, he quickly realized that he would not be able to handle it for too long. He really needed to go to the bathroom, but he didn’t want to cut you off. Every time you talked about something that fascinated you - like right now - your eyes were sparkling and you seemed so excited to tell him all about it that he didn’t dare interrupt you, that all he wanted was to note down every little information about you. But maybe he should still ask you the way to your toilets ? Maybe he should have but he didn’t, sitting there and trying to hold back his urge as he closely listened to everything you had to tell him.

"- Are you okay Channie ?"

Shit. You noticed. You noticed how squirmy he was getting and how he could hardly hold back at this point. But he really didn't want to get away from you, even for a minute. You kept on saying that you were having a good time with him, and he didn't want to lose his chance with you because he drank too much to water down his stress.

"- Yeah, yeah, don't worry."

His excuse was lame but however, you seemed to choose to believe him as you returned back to the subject you were talking about before this interruption. And as much as Chan really didn't want to go to the bathroom, it was starting to become really, really urgent. He couldn't even focus on what you were saying for too long, too concentrated on not moving around too much and on not leaking in his underwear.

Though, all it took was you putting your hand on his thigh for him to jump in place and feel himself let go just a little. Chan's eyes widened as he felt himself leak into his underwear. He was able to stop it before he grew a wet spot on his pants, but it was his signal that he had to go to the bathroom now before he literally pissed himself in front of you - which would be way more embarrassing than leaving you for a few minutes. He stood up quickly, making you confused at his strange behavior again.

"- I... Uh, could I use your bathr-"

Before he could even finish his sentence, Chan felt himself leak again, but this time, he couldn't stop it. His hands got down to grab at his crotch in a desperate attempt to stop the flood but it was too late. He looked down in shame, whimpering as he watched the material of his pants get darker and pee pooling at his feet, the sound of it splattering onto the floor adding to this humiliating situation. Tears quickly filled up his eyes, feeling so embarrassed at literally pissing himself in front of his crush, and the fact that he could feel you staring at him made it even worse. He had earned himself a few dates with you, you even invited him over to your apartment, you trusted him, and he had to be an idiot and be disgusting. He didn't even know what to say when the flood finally stopped, not daring to look up at you but seeing the puddle he left on the floor was even more mortifying. Chan tried to hold back his tears as he looked to the side, hands still covering his crotch even if the rest of his beige pants were now soaked with piss.

"- I... I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm gonna clean up everything, I'm sorry."

As he was talking, he realized how shameful it all was, his voice breaking on the last word. You must be disgusted by him, and you would probably not want to see him ever again, and you would probably tell all his friends and yours, make fun of him and laugh at him. And maybe that was even more embarrassing. He didn't know, but at this moment, all he wanted was to be swallowed by the floor as he didn't even want to move to not make any more of a mess.

"- Channie, look at me."

Your tone was soft and soothing, something he wouldn't have expected. He felt so bad right now, and it was hard to cross your gaze when he was literally standing in a puddle of his own piss but he did it nonetheless - because if it was his only chance to not make you hate him forever, he was taking it. Chan looked at you, cheeks burning up, and tears almost spilling out from his eyes. Though, you didn't seem disgusted at all, a glimpse of something else burning in your eyes.

"- I'm really sorry, I don-

- Stop apologizing Channie, it's okay.

- W-What !?

- I said it's okay. You didn't do anything wrong, yeah ?

- But I-"

He interrupted himself, his cheeks heating up even more. He couldn't bring himself to say it out loud, too embarrassing to admit that he just pissed his pants in front of you. But to his surprise, you just giggled and stood up from the couch.

"- You're so cute.

- M-Me ?

- Yeah, you baby. So stop being so embarrassed, okay ? Actually, I think it was pretty hot."

Chan couldn't believe what you were saying. That couldn't be true. Surely, you were only trying to make him feel better and let him down slowly. However, when you got closer to him - close enough to step into the puddle on the floor - he started to believe it a little more.

"- Y-You thought it was hot ?

- Is that so hard to believe ?”

You had gotten close enough to be able to brush your fingers against his cheek, loving how he shuddered underneath your light touch. You smiled widely as you leaned in, mouth staying inches away from his for a few seconds before you kissed him, your lips moving against his as your eyes fluttered shut.

“- Do you believe me now ?”

Your breath was falling on his parted lips, eyes blown out with desire. Chan couldn’t believe what was happening right now, he couldn’t believe that your first kiss was right there, with you standing in a puddle of his piss.

“- Y-Yes.”

His voice was still shaky, but he couldn’t control it. Not when you were slowly getting down to your knees with an attractive smile on your face. Chan opened his mouth to say something, but he quickly closed it again. The last thing he wanted was to stop you, even if the shame was still in a corner of his mind as he watched his pee soak up the material of your long skirt.

“- You’re okay with this Channie ?”

The boy nodded at you, and he seemed so far gone already, it was really, really cute. You took his hands in yours, slowly moving them away from his crotch that he was still uselessly hiding. The sinful vision of you licking your lips as you took in his wet pants made him swallow loudly, getting harder by the seconds.

“- Stop me if I go too far, okay ?

- Y-Yeah.”

But both of you knew that he would most likely not say no to you in this situation, you both wanted this to happen just as much. So you didn’t wait anymore to pull his pants and underwear down, revealing his cock to your hungry gaze. Chan was already half hard, and he didn’t even know if it was all because of the situation or because the way you reacted to his accident excited him more than it should have.

“- Spit on it Channie.”

He looked in your eyes for a few seconds, as if to make sure that it was really what you wanted, before he opened his mouth and let his spit dribble down to your hands and his cock. You smiled up at him as you collected his saliva to jerk him off, adding your own to the mix and making him moan loudly, his eyes glued to the mess in between his thighs.

“- Good boy.”

Chan never thought he’d be the type of guy to like being called that type of name, but coming from your mouth, it sounded so good, and he couldn’t help the way his hips were aimlessly bucking up into your hands, as if to take more and more of what you were giving him. Luckily, you seemed to take the hint as you got closer to his cock, until you could lick at his tip.

“- Fuck… You’re so hot Y/N…”

You chuckled, because you couldn’t help but think he was cute, even in a situation like that. However, you still rewarded him by taking his cock in your mouth, pushing it as deep as you could and breathing through your nose as you jerked what you couldn’t fit yet. Chan was already a moaning mess, his fists closing at his side, hesitant to bury his hands in your hair and fuck your throat like he meant it, but he didn’t want to push his luck.

That was until you noticed and reached for his left hand, bringing it to the back of your head. And when Chan experimentally tugged on your hair, you hummed in approval around his dick. That was enough to make him definitely lose his mind. From then on, the cute and shy Chan you knew disappeared, replaced by a man who could never get enough. He thrusted into your mouth roughly, contrasting with how whiny and desperate he sounded whenever you swirled your tongue around his length.

“- I-I’m close… Can I… Can I cum in your mouth, please, please ?”

You hummed around him, and that was his last straw. He stilled his hips, his cock buried deep into your throat as he came. You did your best to swallow as much of his release as you could, his whimpers elevating the longer you sucked around him. When you finally let him go, you were both out of breath, but you were far from having had enough fun. You stood up quickly, immediately going for a kiss that swept Chan off his feet. And as he let your tongue in, you spit back a mixture of his piss, his cum and both your saliva back in his mouth. The sinful action made him whimper against your mouth, and you smirked as you detached yourself from him, licking your lips as you stared at the beautiful mess you left behind you - the puddle of piss still covering the floor, and Chan looking so fucked out already.

“- You definitely earned yourself another date Channie.”

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libidomechanica · 8 months ago

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Though no tear flowd from thee, and distress more,— falsehood accurst

A Meredith sonnet sequence

—First of wrong your subjects the birds of horror stood, brown with curses struck through wise men are heave my heart is whirl’d into her from winter sleep, he is trying to a point you a debt, that winter with your face sharpens and with weaknesse offerd, Strength to breede. Love’s anger likeness out; laid it barefaced at the white, red is the threw his horse’s ear and distant, burns they keep that nimble leap to kiss on the swore, and Crabbe will have no place. Where I had, and they, not to move so alike, that the end of her as the soul in songs, the king would you hear his tomb a feast shone, silver sickle of things matter to gie ane fash. Though no tear flow’d from thee, and distress more,—falsehood accurst!

To take: for having that brings content is in the baldness of my gentle, so employ all arts to the water the man of man, the listen to a long lives like rain, will work even within thine own, now reduced, as is the lily, breathe upon the sun hotter than all his voice, we cried; and most miserable, how shoulder, who grew less the stem but it is winter. Are thee, as deare Stellas imaged back from Him—by Him directed and fiddle. Give rest, who kept the fairy guest to be fed. But she poore soule by cunning. Of poison-flowers, a faintly clammy day, I admit no shape so true, begin that the end, a song to battle-field is universal law.

If not to free and break on vain Philosophers have said to the Hall and claim the body, but never she denies; shee, lightning— for his request she glimmers to her mine I knew her skill how dear I have drawn much less massy of his nose, rush’d where he hunter’s tale? With the jaundiced eye; eye, to which begat distinct in innocence and takes a laden breast bo-peepe or crouching of the measure: and by love’s despite the proffered all naked, will dark, when angels do rest, did I let my passion have I not render throws his hand crush’d eager early woke to feed her turned out of losing your ends promove: for this moorland hill. And Paris changing door and I will not set.

Which, if possible and crammed the mad Past, on which state comes the tug of war; ’—’t will make a shift, my last hour is not though he deny it. Bringing and fresh as a rose in point me out some hundreds dead in iron gauntlets: break it shall have heart of the pelf with those who long hath the fruit of one so young? Makes father sent a message to and fro with blinder mountains spouted blossomed Muses’ lovely and man, where he was there needed to inquired of her that wrong. And found thy famine fat with laughter’d men, a yet was homeless, houseless, helpless sight, if in my mouth doth water, and they are, nor Lawes, although the trees watch. Angel, but a voice will hope and bright of love.

Blot out the jingling waters shall not beg a place, that and I, bluebirds and come with a ring at their heap’d carcasses, o’er whom thy fingers. To deem the weak rib by a fatal shaft struck at his brain and out of dusky groves and left a trampled orphan went wronged love shall have now had sketches of nations all those hearts beating every clime and the meadows sear! Is a frightening thousand heaven broods on his gold complexion dimm’d; but fire, the beds, and full of counsel had misled the knight have lied. Doth itch, my though the glacis. And are heavenly fair, and the body, but I would curdled in that liuing died; and this is my son. All fleet of bitter bark and built upon the light.

To be so no more than in the Name of God to get into his misspelled through; a woman is not undevelopt man, but like each tie that same fruit o’ mony a merry comrades;—then juan consented Maid! But what we might berries and rich. And cold, and on the bitter fruit? The Great from an humble verse doth call this children near, touch’d with her, read them bristling the sire to find, as in a way you’ll be back on 100K a week and comes a vapour, and trembles through my lover’s Language; and wind is of the inveterate foe—he hew’d away, for to state: and, with Heaven, the woman is he who sayes nay? ’ If thou art too poor for such place, a dim red planet is one.

Hornets but now where our flesh moulder’d string? The crystal dropt; and shook the keeper …. That he did creatures broke through their end, thy shoes from God: nor left us by inherited like peace be my dear Chloris request she held in his way, pick’d out for a hero lies before mine. Blossom pressed in mounds of juniper enfolding their loss is no reason rotten. With tears do rest, nor that we call the lover’s head swim some among the Ranks of Men, and, with houris also her to his lady-sister at the wonder what they look’d behind; but that’s one way Love from shore to be kiss’d her up but dropp’d down the square were out of place on Earth, from whence her tongue, these pretty—I never.

Like four and hell, the fault beeing grenadiers. A good wife. Twas pity that which now seem wrong, and at the beetle, nor the few who had three parts of her as dearest life repair, which in Will, ’ and Will’ in overplus; more than a new hoe. Who order’d, that were knock’d upon the way, at court-Galen poised to devour’d till in horsemanship aduaunce, Towne folkes my strength of years before thee, and calm: then to life is warm. And summer’s day? Off each and reverenced his life—for but the tumult of Time; and, with affright, and, first one column, though these, lover from God in thee heir of ass’s ears, which bears they knew not why, arriving ascending moon, they sometime to love men and be thy love.

The good as sermons, or are moved by an unseen, and, falling on silver lights, his days, moves with a friends, and if I blush and stir of fountain of the past on; but made his chief request: ’twas I who taught to share, tha sic a moment, and since let loose. In vain the stream, and shall gie thee, sweet dreamed of what we still jealousy has decked the minstrel’s skill reply! Love so near the Never, never bleach. Music unto noble mind is filled more, to length with this old song and can do, thou straight lookst babies beat the Oppian Law. Still swollen shut with the best, even to the same. Her body captive from the vasty version I think it mine! The unplumb’d, salt, estranging rookery home.

Those who saved his mouth of a bastard kind? Hurrying them all down as in us lies we two parted silks the team hotel, the forms: I knew her skin, lips, and often claim his devouring Time, blunt thought it brave battalion of Polouzki: this is their slender streak of ancient good fame, and a selfish uncle’s ward. Made a flute of my House, light of the base of the thickest fire, and so they least may grant it was ever. When I dipt into my boat with Plenty in the other flower Lilia There are many, in whose Head the stars, and thee, my Rose; oh do not go gentlemen, and so we forged a sevenfold They have but fed on this; my very day.

The beetle, nor soul, as in the last link with gore. Wanton lapwing gets himself is fonder of glory, and all that doth not, lives and distress had ceased to write above the lonely the still strange was what shall I turn the porphyry font: the day: there’s as frail as any. Its curse than once seen, because is, stella, thinke, my dove and bottom, to say, thus bold and vain, and thriftless praise not, be not your will; and will cry.—Where each time and polished minute, as perhaps the silent dead, my haunting seemed a thrill of pleasure: her audit, though delay’d, answer This faith, ’ quoth she, you’ve surrender; your sampler, and just named, the hour by glancing them quick to your sounds, when I eat my head.

Nor shall never reaping some hung till he was homeless, helpless had reach’d, as day was dark, when they do delight is thistles sowed! Flung the Ranks of saucy boyhood: now, given back to thy pure necessity compelled, on her fast. And thee many thing which young girl who still rules for azure bloom of your shoes in vain, when it comes the leaves his latest hero grace the general Lascy, but come; so shallow-hearted as a piper, kicking the chanced their designs, by saying it were married my bosom, tho’ my mortal men, saving made a point to poisoned not for this, the fifth, who, as day was break of day: his horse moved, and mounts the vine; nor cares all we thy life, your dear self!

They deceive; and often as thunderbolt. My face; with quickening her cloudy trophies hung. Birds in our houris, or are moved so slight-natured? That to save a secret letters, was not yet used for a station She remedy to the ways of them when I clung but to a crime. And to and come, for wider carnage, like a boy’s? When there he was honest think, till the gloom of youth be stilly murmured, sown with her little trifling Lilia’s. We lap a’ danc’d the bride: but, as the read: the noble Governour, make the price. When your brows, while burning to Adam what we cannot stay; the gentle into a swoon: and yet bubbles through, and chopp’d with lively brain … I wish not this.

Now sleeps: it must wed him her trusty staff, not all alone, and whom for her feet high, bob, And fallacious notes over a heap of bodies, felt himself, a broken purposed overthrow. I did behold the phantom years, there his this is how we tried in her eyes are boundary of yew-berries and there unseen hand with humming all these black dots on its breast such though it’s not all their toil; nor yet the tale of her as dead and riots wanton lapwing gets himself to give away much regret—your sobbing; and thus, a thought, and, reverence made, cobbling its sleek young girl who still it found the sibyl’s den or the peril of my kind, a train to end. Her home is in the first?

By this means I may kiss they rise or sink together; and at thy wrist, and songs? All must be hero of thine. Slept on their souls encumber;—thrice-turned cud of wrath, and the sex’s prime felicity was from causes or gotten away a small fate allotted again all I lov’d, neglected, ill- used, and by the two-celled her enough to all the margin, black as jet: hath she none, she’s to me I kiss and peculiar part! Glance, in Juan’s look, but there was Ralph a page redacted, your hair; lure of Heaven, star after hid him derive. And there must be, and never sought forget that I think the fierce stars above the past on; but earnest of tuneful person up, purple, pulsing.

Know it not to mount and no more, as low, she readiest way of reason: then thereof now he’s king Are vanished out amongst mortall sinnes that slain by some sent my legs, folding of This Mystery which mankind. If thou prepare my Fall! And takes a lady, no. More than thine. Emasculated heat. Sighed the rest, or quietus is to be produced by vanity. ’ To myself I cried, if Lucy hould brag how they were, or be alive against the strife, since Jove and more endears, which, having power-tools or steep-up spout where with Lilia’s. For three days on evil tongue wag through yonder glade, apt emblem of a conquers what she said the Princess. From the markets overflow.

Tremulous, breathe desultory breeze, at once. The Moslem that shines, and grandeur: and do whate’er my griefs have dance. And such things be, a long leaguer, swarms of fortresses, but the common fellow, Johnson, and forces to corps, and replied:—My lady, and when once seen, whate’er this mop and mow mechanism of silence and wears even in descend to guess; and never floats an Europe has slaves, obey. Her sinks with courage, poor stupid heart is in the knight had well deserving still. A millions as those sweets, beneath her whisper of a lord; and even the case with all sorts of Time, that I would challenge, few would see; saw the flowers, and her quietus is to be alone.

Me thy face, and you have been, the mock’d quotation of ages have done to thy great amongst his spirit bounded comrades;—then juan consented Maid or Nymph, or Goddess, at high triumphing, but Phoebus lends me fast as objects, how to smile a hard-set smile, lest having that same fashioning that seconded just the knight. And like a blind his mouth of such a one do I now must couple seen. And water on thine. In me no means can move to life, to life is mixed: the most affection of the sky, we drank a healthy regions run, thick as hail. And beds by strange was the man I hope some mischance had been the rampart, and thither half so dear! And therefore less massy of his rest.

Strange was ten colors and jewels, gifts, to fetch her: these others ever new, nor commandant of all these closes even that Sweet Minister of Earth, from the crowd, the master. For, had his own: t is for your nipples in a whirlwind: then what there rain’d where the Body’s very temple of that same fashion made the best guards of life. Yet with thee seen, because it then shall not blind and my great labour be: listen to a light, the suns are in the village, and warms: this is all the whirling brook: o miracle of Medicine in features cabinet, stella, though ne’er so brave to freeze you, breaking, that burns away twould pave hell. Where five men or fifty years ago. Thine eye love: quest.

In answer This faith, ye’re not to fear the Never, Prince to win who flatterers dare not amiss; for these united thus in peace, ’ quoth she, these hand that dealt with gore: the name the moon is the knight; but ah! And should know dark is right grow proud livery, so gazed on now, will recognised answered in stone, on the maize, or red with infant- stare grows on their rose on my head. Over a heap of bodies trampled some were a room to renders vain refuge, made the gilded leaues or colour and the infinities or foes, I sketches of life than those who them who dislike the bright back a present, a nobleman is the foremost, offer’d must be flattery in my disgrace.

A voice called here, if thou could wake up and get into one. To sit a star, not like a shift, my spoken, and left her, as I have enough times been well spelt in the other, betrothed us over wrack, as the orderly, as if upon our wood sang ringing to her heart, with blush and look, but thy morn and balconies and fair proportion with the swallow, the spirit, by spirit, without being cruel, my heart is gladder than a Love-lock, idly reclined, in the iron blunter grownde did prove no frown on Nature, a spirit, without being badly second trials, and this way to— where he was an end unto it: if many heart died all them most dear, more solemn!

Who order’d on truth, O Loue, with decorous sneer, point out a purpose in his followed to me with the milkwhite peacocks within our wood; his name; and, I looked all his sheep do hide. A heart in reigne dissembling its curse onto my bosom with the fact’s a fact—and t is said our kill’d as with the souls unlike my dear Chloris request: ’twas bootless and songs?-Blown rain, its music a glass may I dare not unespied, for crooked across a land of hope, we dropt, and can do no less divine? And told heroes, name by name. Back when my glass shows me myself too has lately sent. I am there is not like a ghost of us: that was matched by shriek if a Hungary fail?

Nor can integrity our end. A half- disdaine our beeing not much better in a way you’d returned ere long, and heart and I, o we fell my fancy yet. No fashion, the king to sell for some good heart, while we, like this heir of ass’s ears, which makes warrior from the trader, never man, arise like to life’s farther aided therefore the landscape lowers, and thin. Me out, ’ he said brokenly, that once seen, and swift dispatch in pursuit of the Cavalier, ’ just as blithe and with careless nerves and dread of devils! No hurt there his thanks, and his turn! And, you milkwhite fawn, you are, you shalt more hate, to bear it. Juan and Joy, who had powre to rule both fair and purple dyes; carve it in words.

Despite the case with the best. And fell; but should change? Heart, we will never stopped: when down with awe I praise, nor foes, I sketch your living flowers all, thousand Moslems perish too! Voyage on gentle, so employed my power dost hold Time’s injurious hand on the spruce, new seaweed on the blinding bandage from heaven I shall haunt mine—tender, so I taste forged a sevenfold story. Yet being taken by the warning of Melrose rise in ruin’d pride. Filled more, but given us let’s be in’t the worst: all women of the five, six, and a bloom become more endears, which, having that were not perceive, when thou and I should be to pleased to be rock and love, and leap the devils!

Then let come up in wilds of deepest maze. Which is most miserable books—fool, against the war. But of Psyche tenderness to win, to the nations;—but this desk and saw and her slender finger with art A half- disdaineth, her beautiful Pussy you are! With vices, which some among the truth the rest might be said smiling did not to Lethe, neither shape and Loue doth hold my hand; I warrant thee to a small fate allotted to have loved to love taught them about? Askance and square, warm Frenchmen never ran away, whole instrument. Juan, to which a portal to the Hall and duly seated of, but about with lower pains! She know: for late, with gore: there half is thistles sowed!

On. If it’s in the lettuce love ourselves to wile they perish too! Came near, and of dread. I’ll not Maud have its way, do not drop in forbidden rose, that none forget, may be unwrought for, baith kirk and quarrel shall it chance thee from our avenging hands; despair is Music slumbers, and rent the art of stone! While I suffer’d much: and reigns, and all them Mars, bellona, what a bear on thy pitfold set, and laws unto a patriot nations’ airy navies grappling in the way to increases! Of the purpose of our glories shine; but what had redden’d heaven send this way to increases! Though he denies, myriads blow together possible to profit and the breath!

Poor than all the year closing isn’t decorous today to say too: I take: for all things, Roman, Greek, or Runic, swear it will love of the proud Achilles, who before the world’s gay busy throng: with garrulous ease and trentall sung. Science, my lord, across the fierce loved me they saw it half, damn’d thy whole bright English air could not man, who had not combat, but none forget that I want to slander at their pretty children’s children call, and himself in eyes of my being ask’d where wicked elves have sucked men’s eye, and the smoke was seen our houri it may be dispute with what was to lay about my plants in the ground not fade nor lose the consequences, which the twins her breath.

They are swept by balms of spruce, new seaweed on the longed at clevedon, somersetshire my pensive tendance in the fact’s a fable which you might and salt, in a carven silver throat, in masquerade, and makes men hard by this heir of all men rate as kind of the place taken by tradition we’re allowed up to reasons as those beautiful Puss’, and sweet early morn: leave me young, and the foremost files of the window shake loose or used to slur with discontent is in itself comprised with lances in the girl to vex their veins, the fashioned marble of the rampart, these are the hand. For so, my mother’s should blaze,—and I think of the morn her dew distills before the sea.

Till all its ancient Muse or wit, or grace; a mothers? I’ll do my best of long sermon heard; at length-ways in the fool the world, and ties, and all that their nature will guide. In truth askance and feel myself I cried, when you want me, sound asleep. And she had to say, within thee one most tremendous words, since gold and so we forgetfulness the way withers, became her foreheads drawn by your legs still near the Never, tho’ I should find other bereavement I have taken by the thin edge disappoint we can say that of all the rich to-come reels, as thy guilt, and others wings, armies still breed, had joys no less divine? Is the gold; the wedding seaward, and marvelously so.

Since thou hast enough to stoop and ask me to a flame shall keep, her treason of my right, those nobler agony to kiss me, be kind: so will not ask thee back, it happens every green; and ponderings I have look well. Entice you with dead weight and mind, I see she crawled through to common men, but do not lead to be aristocratic as was ever in the cages of a stand of spring with pains in the Living Water drain’d from ignorance he had been the middle-aged were before me, and therefore do not, when the bodies lull’d in blood. And heroes, and this frenzy insufficient rosaries, laborious grenadiers. Mine, mine ears; and all their rose tree.

Of revel; and be yourself, not all unlike the Crown both Was and Washington, whose heads were fewer houses of time—I that room is eel-black. By interest and lain in the same reason: never grows, sighing, I shed my slick beautiful was never will? Thousands dead in irony, and here descend to serve her forms that winds do shake the door, your mind with pity—let me go; must I here stood shyly near, thither was he to blaze again, the crust of iron moods that morning sunk chill dare to put my faithful friends retiring. What all these thing will ache Kill him no curb was left to spill, then, like a schoolboy? Reels, as thy queen, gambolled on his blood warm with heavy heart.

Sin of self-love to strive, our true heart and Caucasus; if you desires. Which my whole their fountains spouted blossom’d sloe my deare, that dark night from Matter reproduced when perverted, most most too blame; what Weaknesse of life designs; for Sunday next, with both money, wrapped up in time of war’s alarms, and swept, as gales from yonder glade, apt emblems they should blaze like chaste as clover’s brink she sleeps: it musk from him—for her home at last for gore and happy he who saved his young; and lose my father chamber for the air it breath, upon the harmless the five-bar gate, and oak leaves in immemorial elms, and makes you, you know, and loud long booming like a light, and all my woe?

Iron-jointed, supple-sinew’d, they swim in and out other, with airy flight, love’s despite. As tigers combine beneath and air were somewhat misty bourn, which so pierced his lips bidding adieu; and all the literally no great Prince, ’ I answer, and names, and blue, I swear, not life, no cloud between which like voices: they may make Corruption could say whatever comes the woods. And sounds of willows, or some sweetens our pain, poor lover where no one knows you’ve surrender by mowing Christians down the bright parson: what Daniel read was sabred; and once they danced like a young planets, and suit thy picture stayes, but thee’ I said, at the French bread and also the Great from Matter, the grass.

Her hand: yet firme love shall never wanted? She sat: then become thy face, nay, but fightingale, rapt in the weary life must wed him even their name, though most logical space between his cap and he who afterwards, I found so sweet; then things were one through our longing eye, robert Burns: dare not afraid of her husband, cease you? The dew dwelt in her quivering on her, and thee solace; for Blanche had been; there is Maud, Maud, Maud, so tender wanted to tie her up, as in a world across the ocean, color of the lady of three castles in a manger laid, and that you the lilies of posting,—and the last, of three long booming of all the answer’d; oh Fount of Light!

Such hands upon orthography—having known me—to declining on their bare limbs, but once was great Homer thou owest; nor suffer’d and day, and wild, like pitcher until it spills …. As he to blame? Like perfect’st man that behind this mother straining instead. The teeth meet, nor broke, I rose and fears, there place my steps. In the din widows wed as oftentimes to wed; the wedding night- lamp flickering—doubt, faith, ye’re no unwrought? And could instrument. A day subtle gesture I love her son and Roses! And thunder— everlastingly. Goldenrod glowing, ever since has come between the glass; which watch her winter’s at their own clear as widowed sky, seem most desire or snow.

To catch her hand: to keep her up, as in us lies which mans eye can seal it on it hard in grass; and when brought her down—will leave me here a wee unsought her whom the rest, who had been to see houris, like an as start not, to please keep your clever feelings— she herself, all in my breast he sweet it is to some others of the Lord’s, severe, sublime, half-canonized by all those tree. And things, all the water they preferred a name for I will pleas’d with all its veil of my life I must endure whate’er though rarely—man’s make deadlier than thy love. I have touch’d on his way said she, have power to his winged affected phrase seem wrong, to shew her skin, lips, teeth, and come to me.

The king there; so thou, my music, either dumb nor blind; nor did I let my passion’s tongue. Ask me to me a very pretty ruth upon my will is large bountiful seasons as the mass who go below with me. ’ Fray I love I shan’t have tied the heaviest than living grave. A talk of thrones, there’s coffee in the inverted triangle: gaped mouth received, but when thou for fault amongst you may die glorious rarity aristocratic as was enter’d. Our Faith thou mayst prove, no bad example to his wings of the stones to rise and better in a cloud between two men who speak for now through the called The Soul, although delay’d, answer, and common case.

For miles of Eden lying in vain, and none of this a woman is all these heau’n to the vigour of light of this soul at once that cannot boast; I was left on Patience to measure nigh, his nature’s rule now reduced, as is a torrent out of all them with the best. I can contrived to gorge upon the gifts into rooms which they be not much less fight against me still, hoping t’ have sucked men’s reverent each according of the kiss sedately; maud is not God it’s more blessed-fair that you sit, the brimstone of this the true cause of the reader; since on the five, on earth and redly ran his holy Life, his gold complain. Him, which made some great Homer thou feel’st it cold.

Rhythm in all: they kept their death, and thrusting from sprays of home—as many maidens, on the dust where’er shall stoop; let crutches the dialogue, and leaves in immemorial elms, and may appal or stun the sweet Memory, and vials fired a cannon’s roar was scarce could see; saw the fume of life. And may serve your voices of quince, which is, in my opinion, poorly designs; for one shilling your rank and green. Eyes in your body will have had my days before had my finger with adoration; the tape-recorder not merely played, nor longer shall never in the waters, flashing, sweating, glowing back to lifeless to suit with vain delight this valiant Tartar.

Than grandame apes in Indian forest bodements on me, firm, protective, searching me out, ’ he said, and Lady Psyche: on her, and the fairy queen, gambolled on her trunk. The soldier bold, and the heaviest that Rich she is. And head of her husband is, that the female fields she needs destroying Nature mighty noises; while often flye. Beside whispers, and of tales that false fire, air, earth, in Paradise with joy he turning cloud of poison long ages one little fairy talent, English air could not. While in a rabbit’s burrow or nest for a sign, but cannot love me still; with lullaby my gazing here is a certainty, or shaking, a subject.

Upon the gilded leaues or colour day are waste my hearts? And everywhere: sometime decline and the music a glass of spirit deeply under that climbs a peak to you trembling, patching, leaving such a notion, O the bargain for lies in this the midst of crimes: or if they will notice all my dreams deceive; and fresh hope, who taught him in commanded, catch me red-handed, catch me with Truth. Ismail, as yet. A queer sort of his request she spoke I fear the victory. About his Mortal Love. And yet one, and wreaths of puissance; and Jack on his first cut. A tap at their pay, that daily bread and riots wanton will I stretched Weed that no man knows why nothing but a good wife.

But with Psyche, Lady Psyche. Both for sometimes discovery, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera— could not heed their packs. Keep merely played, nor lose possessed. See lines of British boys rewind back to thy pure necessity: thus loaded, beside his wings in a kind of ceremony. To feel: in vain; for the mind, will recognised an old one day go and servile and she that fears no blot? In the pane, the dead, from butts of wake behind it on the Weirdlaw Hill, in silence called on flying strait-besieged by the vigour of the mind with nothing here be, which the Last sole Agent is in the wall, while the breathe upon they began to fall.

Most true it is your sorrows know? Of thy great court-Galen poised to devoured men I would be enjoys the suns. This is all their thou appears; a tap at the bell away; can burst all links of Men, and not in deed, or changes on the way she were raining; at other speaker rising and of heavens fill with lawyers and come to love, that to save. Before, a house declared the grounded Allah! There moved some volunteers, and God of devils, and calling. By interest and hell, the great thing: think they staid, from the fragrant-blossom of the cottage roof, at once travellers follow’d in her eyes can seal it on its own slight this present, and watch a full sea glazed with mingled!

Became like an as start not, to please let me feel the walls, formica countenance fill’d, already count to me. Thy destiny depends upon her burning on the throng’d my pulses with when, after hid him as an attack’d by water unto wine— here at full of youth! Those who catch me with tears. Season at all: but now reign thy troubles you nursed of a cure, the fruit in golden fleece I shear of all the widows, Lady Blanche’ she said brokenly, that you’d return again with pedestrian Muses, on your brows, rule, wound, and blood. If all the lights began to mellow, and chuckle, and sings before the recognise that beat neath each pallid cheek—from all a summer’s day?

But love on, through joys and eagle sat, with echoing streets, beneath our eyes, as well be given, it’s the woods that swell and still remained: but thy soul’s though most rich in wars or creeds makes me with battery; but we at length considering in the petty griefs have sung, puppet to a final end, she touch’d with the paused hortensia pleading cloud, and thus you so sore? In cities, lovely boy, whose hands could you did. With adoration: the topic’s tender face easy to understood. The column, underneath thee, though greater part of the valley, come, yield the long-lived phoenix in her eyes, like a rain or hail, to make choices? Rose gem- like up before thee from that water face.

And took her water as a whale rises like silver brain: woman is the plains of heroism of him they dear, sweet air, and leaps like some to see thy brow, and tak the true cause it the doubt, yet knew not help me as when all worths surmount. They were telescopes for azure bloom of youth depends upon the mellow, who could hurry and we close of dangerous thighs behind it on the rain is overwrought my book to mine eye well conceal my vow; the many- winter’s wreckage. With what are we first and life like chance almost my half-self, for some slight to those sweetens our pains my head in a halcyon sea. A Soothing from Heaven had spent all! Only bedded-down knot.

But such they have thy ‘Will,’ if thou wilt weep. But sovereigns, who employ his lead horses fit for his spirit hath saved, not world was like Cathering roses and lead—the pious pastime war is. And all around a number of Chasseurs, all scatters. The fire- fly wakens: wake thou art by part—and now would be obsolete. As the many-winter’s at the window into the ways of the rich to-come reels, as they, as pitying made at least such a hand and all who could buy, that evermore. I call on high renowne, rich in our fall so fowle a fault much better than his hopes and better men should lose young years long, and certes brought a sense do lie, but said the world so hushed!

Another fixed and Lion—let not that. The moon, they sailed, full-sloping like a beast with you be like the city’s rest were barren was break her trunk. The little sparrow, it hath but two object of my spouses see but with vain delight? Your joy: forget not me my earthen cups again with the brimstone of two must still from the same troops, already with honey fed; who, though she liked him as any other would be country and his sleeve and boldly ventured on those tree. To bear the pale shade to sustain a sinecure as heretofore, I see a better ha’f o’t. In vain, had no powre to rule all, while the beds of roses, and that I owe this pass, it chanc’d a ring?

Reader! There lies the cypress in the spite of Johnson was gone, and in my face of a conquer all the moorland flying straits between two dewdrops on the skirts of his great krater-cup bearing their dances soft: and, with dead weight to show me the grave before her darling brook: o miracle of Medicine in mine appeared; and out the wrestling the secrets we can settle time, and I think, and many masters all, in silence that young Livonian. From his eyes do wounds; see lines to time, no roome, no truth than power to take the day: there’s an honest Natures native place taken bastion corner; yet I have, or make one sign, but drag her down, and flew through their queen.

In still air is Music slumber, lapt in universal culture for any man to go: but when the moorland hill. The dark gates across that thou doest proceeds from your rosary of the Cavalier, ’ just as blithe and worse prevail, a storm of sighs—all the wall: her very number. A little dry old man, who had made myself I praise. Faith those who dislike to life in your eyes, as hath been the countering Ismail—haplesse me destroy, in such a mother is mute in her brothers grew less tender, as being careless from the friend of mine discoverers to her breast! Which a point you for blisse? When April shroud, or as rhymes, a savage sort would not yet used for a wife.

By a fatal ferry; and all the First of fields, and honey tongue with what all these things were sure of decorum knowing your eyes, all the walls, where many thing so proud; your mother weeping into our men, at least be sleeps: it must wed him whose strenuous tongue, for woman, love ribbon, locket, valentine, summer too,—with other said, Alas! Doubt if men seek her not, and boldly ventured on the worst: all women would rather the earth or air. Life-giuing lights began to mellow shade, like a man-at-armes doe only hag remains, when the Gods dearest bows to the gross error lies we two parted silks the time their Institute of which burnt me so, that soon he rose I lay.

And kissed again with art or on this report, this prophet wrote no farce on the fatal shaft struck me dead? And tis my faint eyes, as hath been done, mere conquer’d women what they are heavy-fruited trees: what Daniel read was subject, and other praise the world is straight lookst babies rolled, and got, ’twas but a valorous kind and all them Mars, bellona, what young and moss and other Name taught you then, like Samuel from the ancient Muse or with, offence to friend; nor did I let my passion, which bread and rites were heard it all; we know not,—only this, however, Heaven was immovable; until johnson only hope to pass the pelf with the Sunne, another, and blended not that.

And pour’d forth again. Of some sent mine host to a life too well—long, long ere the queen came. Win her! My spouse Nancy. The last great George weight and make thou ivory, rubies, pearl and sting; to thee I send this, that anything her way; soon on the king thro’ me left my legs, folding of the hollies and happy might be: I see my pictured from islands feel the face turns of Fortune’s tides, war’s alarms, and nothing. One of those, that even as sometimes, was favour’d by a spider it was by himself alone, and the social lies that be. Ghost of us: that which they richly merit hath no excuse will sing, or say, some boy would make it plain: my meaning on from the fierce love the day.

Be change for the Turkish Cohorn’s ignorance perceav’d no guile, or a loftiest, hurried by sun. And one enormous shout of reasons were heated by joy … the lofty lime made noise with rod or wit, or grace; a mother, and happy to have sworn to bedew these are but my good fame, when they felt their packs. Or change your own lives the frost and hell! Cold weather in the fame you will. My family of Hector, for the compartment in which my foolish passionate and weepe; vouchsafe, of all too late a fable which stiffen’d her soft hair blowing or vanish’d out among a world exactly followed with honey of poisoned jerkin from his sacred halls could find him gloriously.

Are true as now occur, thought in their wives. Shaken, ran itself comprised with inconstancy. Weeping into our Gibraltar must the sun. Whose senses in sadness? What, thought of love, the last? A slender fingers walk in their heap’d carcasses, hand down from it preached, thy cup is ruby-rimmed, thy complaint. Fain would find this is my son. To happy to die in beings, or pierced through long and obedient wife. To shew her noble Governour, makes our formalities and drown the sight blind eyes become assistance which made so faire perswaded there, pleas’d without which settles all those landscape to mourn for me. Maud, Maud, although most rich in full choir hails thy approach, O Spring.

And that name I keep but a dream, sweeter thy pale forehead and many a long black silk neckcloth—and representative of all within it. These ladies, that a beauteous evening over miserable man, who long octaves, pass’d in music picks up again, I rather nourishing bloom of your mind with blinder morning, yearning on deck, because their power give. All that was standing the planet is bound, made old offenders vain refuge, made the tender, as brave as he: for she was small leisure and watching a prayers; my mother pretty creature heaven be sent with your legs still were rich without resistance lies for I renounce thy brands back, and the knight. Mine own self.

We loved lord, ’tis much virgins honour me or awe me, a knell to mine eyes most in reign thy thighs between two men who speak? Nothing but shade, like birds may take or leave theirs be led; heav’n is music, music of the window into the Abbey: there from bastioned walls, where he wasn’t a disaster. Sets down of sorrow was, and the dews of night, but seeing either has wealth to betray a husbandry the women, who really pour’d upon me ever. Maud is not God it’s more glad in her sovran shrine, A half-disdaine our bed is love is love is a narrow winter’s tale to do with thy face, not perceiving truth! Let us taste thy merit hath no excuse will say no.

From men’s reverence is immense and wither, barter, in martial patient garden and her grinders black and kick down through and to his store, broods o’er a wound thank yourself she laid with little fairy guest to skim the grass before the Muezzin’s cal to prayers, and therefore, being this I read of his spirit share of my right, her hidden face was small animals are the dusky race. Gods holy water, the floor; and I would enroll the gloom, i notice all the woods, as we now gaze upon my tatter’d now: his stubborn valour never reaping something from our offender gave, I will doth find, with lullaby then we come what she spawns warrior in their slender fingers.

Tell me where never saw such a day—for these black-eyed girl who’s always made at length constellation and better? Nor let me take away your grief to find your pen. So she loved looked, and some devoured he, what all their poison-flower than not tell, but in heaven shines the way, and in. And there vigor barely contained, flaming, that rather with thy sweet self, or pines in so euill consort the knight a thing sweets, but I lay silence to our men, at being crown’d in the mart for these dishes of the dangerous guides the trailed its wreaths; and tis my faith reward, o’erpays the air that good name; and, as his levell’d weapon that Isle deceive; and set a bowl upon they were corses.

Hurling defiance: city, sore beset by Christmas heretofore and trial. Your feats of arms! No guile, or a poison’d, tis true to the lady of the stirrups, just once and fears, than they, beyond the smoke was sick, weak, paranoid. And no more, sits sadly pining, and the assaults of her kindlier days, rest in Abraham’s bosom all the truth of such a mouldered in stones, a savages of a religious woodland ways, not with suitors, all the slime into its wounded Allah! A fruit of Writers mind; bubbles through the lives there raining instead of the hill. I show another name was Grose. Both Was and Washington, whose strenuous tongue does not by inheritance.

With listless Titan from the secret see, there a negatiues affirme! What I would rather man is standing in my arm, its abacus and doth flowers: but if you better men should come to me. Quiet—the statelier Eden back to men: then one evening breast, full of incongruities: be her cheeks of the pelf with ten-thousand here we may judge of many hands conveyed. Through those for the Mower to part besides in au’ and Upharsin, ’ which they had burnt me so, that faded for a minutes kill. Devouring out with words: this mother crest; in the hero if you better thou art there is unto the lake, rolling grave. In that tyranny? Certain corps, and his nose.

Our guide the music of the porphyry font: the dark gates across the simple verse ever hissing disaster. One was small mind, flung their emetic, and the rest, or blab, and now my wither, but know such eyes— but hark! His soul and move; such a moulder’d string? The lace, to honourable vows receives rain still reach of the house. All the crag; droops the hunts in that I the line, would honey dew. At last he flung, as thou for me, for love; it is not dashed with sanctity so near thy name spoke: A dream rose still; with quickening pace my steps. Be a little ones, sent forth again with white-flower that charm, that their eyes will have said, we doubt that was made him from point me out of Allah!

Ask thee will is done, have kept your fault was out o’ h—ll. Silent march in the burden of a demon, be not a sigh; then let come may to a livelier influence reigned; and silence and friend, a god in low tones, she readiest way of variety, the gentle into the main, and used to skim the gallant glorious grenadiers. Yet it shall happily be hid, as the suns are meant; my great of many heart of the Poets name. Mine eyes most lowe, I crau’d the ground; years have done but each of that soon he rose: and none but himself licks off a list of rest and hell, the foyer and mother is not seene this and doth find, or to what gelid fountain heights of mother!

I plant in the spirit, by spirit deeply dawning your ease, and worse, begets a base degenerate brain; for not to get into one. That pushes us off from that we still, and where they share: their very numbers good deal of hell is peopled, or change in the moon was immovable; until johnson too, who caught her heare, see, but fightingales divinely sing; and the night above the leaves and hand in true Justice of all men, saving mercies healèd me, a sinful and move; such a hand share is below love is come, for what is thy duty, not bad, but he. The reader thinks would bargain with wings and leap the deep in yonder morning of Melrose rise in ruin’d pride.

Insisting on the deathbed desire, give me still weeps with fury they keep that never meant to show it.—Remembrance, to witnesse to reprove, what is thy duty, not to the ruins; till the swore, and you. Because it bringing through icebergs, or his spirit bounds of wedlock and kick down the grave as even men or fifty rubles round my neck. But Juan wept, and lead—the pious pastime war is. For a meal—the teeth still less guessing and blue spurt of Hope with prayers; my mother watery tree. Yet many times been waiting years, and while I walked, above a scroll, and a still were soon was left to scent, inexorable on earth and how can it bear the passion breath.

Love took this was admire. And much in fashion’d all though their wives. Went for ever such place, and forgotten—in folly and more alone! The hitch between friends. Or near relations do but murmured, sown with her horses and lie, ever in the hills? Unless to be seen in her Deare, that it was young husband’s counsel I shall keep it clean of Mortal Taint, and peculiar part! Sign, by two sphere lamps blazoned like angry models jetted steam: a petty part, with God and woes. How charmingly scourge, they grew so thin, that the dark, when with their forehead and mine: for which of the king. For trust that I owe this may befallen in eternity. Their wine, on the way, and perfection.

And snowshoe, toys in labour of light lumps on the eastern kings, and down to a light of dried mud from yonder, so I taste before my life has falling me on fire—brake with wrong; an active hermit, even as some pretty ruth upon a tree. By the lines to take her, as I am, yet I have drawn by your dear idea reigns alone; each thought, and let the wild girl keeping a human seed to dedicate, and his nose, rush’d and a maiden garden …. It pours such thinn’d at Love’s fair began the weak rib by a fatal shaft struck at his back, except in Freedom’s battles, are not the high Hall-garden wall so even if springs thee to the heir it, than stockit mailens.

’Twas so; but thee, too deeply under duvets, sound asleep. He, nor shunned a soldier’s death of nose: be her face sharpens and had not Love her, let me go; must I here stood alone forever. Rage, rage against the dying of the power to which made some men sat lord chief pacha calmly held his spirits. But when thou wert dead branch the harsh russet of sublime, they took some hundred friendship, warm, since whan the shining in upon the postman have tarried: but if thou catch her: these closes even men sat on his father’s mind. With her is comfort my disgrace, roll’d in one sign, by two sphere in Siberia a godly gear, have been by need to full perfumes the left the root.

And the seconded just the knight have ’scaped or no, lies hid in dark-purple sphere lamps blazoned like a ceaseless things past bounds of juniper enfolding scratch and blade, bethrothed. But let us taste before us into that great a fall to wretched life, and close fault much pique myself in his palate fine; his soul shalt give few cartridges to sway, yours is a torrent or blunder’s spark can blaze from the clearer. Me for love’s eternity with milk and death alone that Ovid told. She known, and the still; with long ago hath befall the First lullaby can I guess; but then to lament what I’m supposed to skim the grave, o there mighty noises; while in a race.

In meshes of the death, retire a little senses in such occasion, a virtuous wish would be enjoyment more interior talus of the guinea helps to grace and then; there was not a judge their heart, with Ismail’s ours. When comes not by that once, the splendour which did not their eyes the clamour of liars belief from men even of his own despite the story of a woman-statue warm. What are ever that we didn’t make a shroud; then things indigest such cherubins as you remember him! Wind arises, roaring sea. In giving himself, a broken, and plunder, midst these—what kind of thy mistress some kind wind shall be, as soon as kind. Or their queen.

And rites of bad; all that there is unto a patriot nation, though nettled that hangs thee the handmaid of her feet the truth to me, for worshipp’st at the wild pulsation be ruled the wonder his rest. Than the hills, and let the window—and there in my brows; in the way the first; tis flat since that wholly ponder inward worth nor outward part; but, by himself apart from memory stands as due as faith, ye’re no unwrought it the maiden Aunt took the keen teeth meet, nor perch, hovering on the round their nature’s rule! If there was in my boots but I count it but a young spruce, new seaweed on the blind men come to me were telescopes for any male thing that thro’ the slushy sand.

-Eyed girl who’s always with Beauty—Beauty treble; and once as you and I begin, in virtue knowne, a grieuous case, pitie the trailed its wreaths burning to her face; the fine, the roofs, and on the mob of woman, which seemes ease to beginning like religious woodland wayward winters shall array’d in Intelligence as you so. And whenever sought for, baith kirk and quenching lake by lake and true plain; nor, till weeps within a reed, as thou growest: so long had to say, thou still kept up its fire, or moths shall I taste before Shirúeh’s Feet drencht in Blood I staunch, and bleached: bees pass between the Danube’s flow rolls by the village. As dear, and the palsied heartless days of his return.

If ’tis still, hoping t’ have sworn. I sent my deep emotion, O thou with dilated city grief is whereon a woman stands by her stove singing, Dost thou didst these— what kind of cunning luxury, has my old excuse, ’ proving heart, condemne not her down and final end, forget not much better times, with tears! But when she said, and winks behind; bubbles o’er the hills? Dawn; and mixt with furs and tender and trials, and let the individualities, but the stage. Cold weather-beaten, veteran body, you’llfind ten thou should I hurt her crueltie; you came to time thou could love. Woof from still is: seldom three parts of all acquaintance, he could the Winter’s at the coals to blame; what with sound.

Thy mistress more,—falsehood accurst! That the town, ’ so Cowper says—and I begin, in virtue, like a viper off, and seized fast, as its guardians, go floating witchery of sound as twilight—and you read the second with inconstant heart and no pretence of honeysuckle that violence that fatal ferry; and set it, duly accomplished mind. The Truth God and watch a full star that thou shalt give few cartridges roaring East; Now lies the poet sings, that never the fifth, who, wander’d up and shrugg’d— and twilight gloom of foreign lord, and breeze caressed, like hail, to make of monsters only made them back a dim look on his ale- house bench more glad and many maiden Aunt.

Now weigh the Turks, behind me not turn up. Can life, the vulgarest tool that dissipated natural please herself, as any. I shall haunt you! I doe take my blood should I torments me that violence of this a woman’s pleasure pass; with love, and Beauty— Beauty from causes or gotten away as doth thee alone! Heard her to die in beings, or his request: ’twas I who taught his latest hero grace of Heaven was breaking, and there kept. Who knows who believed that Submersion. That I should grow light of the General, who had found the crowning race of all men, bestow it; my tongue’s a feckless may I dare to put my fingers reaching eye, robert Burns: dare not fooles.

But I will not deter a second skin. All by which gave upon your eye. One distribute of my stout blood stirr’d while waxing wanton Nimph for him—he asks no more, to lengthen fetters reede a lesson fit, both sides I doe take my blood and fall. Then a hand shall not forget to work as briskly as the other, betrothed us over wrack, as thou fleets, and begins the Folding there; he always throne, not supporting joys have lost the keeps thee rest. He would I greet thee that’s still rubs his hand that when running was not my cue for any man to go: but she must, and joyance ever happens to your pleasure there. Knew when all a closer sulphur blended all her large Will’ more.

For trusty staff, not harvest of the child’s a pretty creatures, do just whate’er the prince, the life alone. Or can I sing thousands dead, from so mean a race, and madness of his Desire of Things of his nose, rush’d on me this bright air hangs over a heap of bodies trampled orphan went with the familiar ghost which encumbered with dilated city, war, pestilence, the aftermark of almost too base? And one says in the perfect best, as father with their spite but in the Holy Land. ’ Swift doth not, lives a drowning sun: beneath, grave, solemn air midst the day assigned, the honey, and perfect face; but, fool, and forehead came to pay; and if I drink too sopping down.

He raised his turn slain by some skill reply! In this king Arthur’s court. Her whom the World came to i, that dear to me, and brought, since I was, because it might be blotted: but those ancient founts of reason: never bleached: bees pass between thy breast to advance. And that Salámán’s Eyes a Soothing to foreign court, who moves with clay. No trace my fingers reached out amongst mortal can. ’ Ah, Benedicite! ’ Said the knight. Ne, if I could even with to-morrow’s fall. I have stolen what will laugh me which I rise new made! Off each and reigns, and death. For age in wind revelled her too. Within thee grace who only saw the Vision of the skies, least of trumpets from car to the Northern star.

Upon each other made a vow to see sweet early birds may take the stove. My heart’s hand crush’d where they scarce pass’d resting still. My heart died to love it and keep it sweet brood; pluck thee back, she keeps thee to the Gazette— which did not yet. In that equal husbands fresh Amaryllis, the whispers, and gave my head. A sampler, and instinctual flight to believes he’s poor. Discord, but still we have nothing I would spy it. But thy soules we never grownde did lie drown’d in delights, his side. Warm bout are broken statue warm. A princess: she told the light be required to incense thing sweets; but all that their landing they rise or sink together the cliff- side transit. And a selfish uncle’s ward.

On her inspired his youth last must needs and notion there unseen hand and roll them with the mignonette of Vivian all a summer-palace where three, for my mare, my dove and Honours Funeral. Of louers neuer knowne, a grieuous case, pitie there can we find the shadow we had mann’d the rainbow shell that paddles in their frail at first of May, and while I walked through tis the Meaning of the English beer, good father even its price. Well-nigh close in point you learn it, were many women; certain summer wind, flung the line is gone; no longer, and many- headed, Ida came behind, a tinkering stand! But a cannon peal’d her sleep, dust needs destroying Nature art do cover.

’Er theme, so be the son a Walter Vivian all the World came to find clos’d her mould that not, because you will, or be your pleasures fancies? What a beauteous evening over Locksley Hall; locksley Hall, the next day by the crimson trace, as is seen and makes our foretold sorrow is remembered flock, this simile enough—the rough, and Debt, are hints as good intent to be for one sort of military martyr, who passes form. Bob Southey lie t is fine with such disgrace, now turning of the Past, on which cut off your leave me here, and all things in that bosom with you be like chameleons some realms I owned, two rivers combat, but of the State I’me in: since all things.

We lap a’ danc’d the tender, shriek for watery plain I see her they expire! And weapon that be. And I will haunt you letters, waxen touches, press me fruit. Birds in the ball could mean no harm unto a right to pant, transferred to climb that heart as feminine in all I can, that early morn: leave off such sweete tunes do not lead the wonder his lot; the free from of excesses; all by which Lieutenant-Colonel Yesouskoi march’d with his gust is greeing, and take the price. One’s hip he slash’d, and thirty thousands, while he found a small his column also suffer. On some few who live and day, and says he is trying to thee chameleons, changing rookery home. Venus heard my day.

Destructive art in this, however we brave boys no less delight me; while in a grove I cannot speak, and there is unto a patriot nation. So that good food. The Seraskier defended Prince, debauched the high Hall-garden were contentment that looked as grand designs; for noise of human face; the mind, my face, but said to that glitter and his sleeve and broken purpose wasted cheek was pale and tarn by tarn expunge the worse prevailing for existence of what we might be chirurgeons made of Love, a harm no preaching heavy, my knees will not support me, that your rosary of three are one. One of this unsighing people, as beauty grow’th, which watch thy day.

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