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westernconnecticut · 1 year
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Wine, Cheese & Art Please @ the Glebe House in Woodbury
It is hard to resist a glass of fine wine in a beautiful garden on a perfect summer evening, but when you add the unique visions of local artists Cynthia M. Gillette and Viktoria Stockmal it becomes an event to delight all of the senses. The Glebe House Museum’s festive new fundraiser “Wine, Cheese & Art Please” in the Gertrude Jekyll Garden on Hollow Road in Woodbury on Saturday, June 3rd (Rain…
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mclalan · 23 days
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A small estate map of Northeast Wolderness, a wapentake within the County of Humbershire.
Pentascarth Peaks
River Wyn
Bridburn Orchard
Bridburn Abbey
Firley Village
Grinholm Mill
Skunlington Town
Skunlington Castle
Pentascarth Peaks
Pentascarth Peaks is an ancient evergreen woodland that once dominated Wolderness, but centuries of agricultural expansion have driven it back to the five hilltop peaks. Some say that Wyrms slumber within each of the five peaks, while others more accurately claim that the peaks mark the boundary of the Wolderness wapentake.
Both Bridburn Abbey and Skunlington Minster claim rights to the forest, leading to obvious land disputes. But while mortals argue over who owns what, the woods remain home to forgotten, ancient goddesses— though the monastics seem to agree on this being just superstition.
River Wyn
Leading down from Pentascarth Peaks is the River Wyn, cutting through Humbershire on its journey east to the Lyre Estuary. The Wyn boasts giant crabs with some allegedly growing to a formidable fifteen feet. But if you're tempted to go crabbing, beware of the water spirit Catharine Wart, who drags unsuspecting victims beneath the Wyn's currents.
Bidburn Orchard
Nestled within an oxbow is Bridburn Abbey's apple orchard. The monks began with the principle of ora et labora, or 'pray and labour,' but if it also produces apples so delicious and plentiful that kings from across the seas are willing to pay a pretty sum for them, then who are the Valynites to say no? Whether it's Wyn's blessed waters or the lay brothers' tireless work, the orchard certainly hasn't hindered the abbey's rise to fame and fortune. Just don’t get caught scrumping from it, or the monks will have your hand off.
Bridburn Abbey
Bridburn Abbey houses the Valynite Order, which seems more preoccupied with power and business than strictly worship. With extensive landholdings and significant influence in the region, the abbey functions as the principal rural manor of Wolderness. As a result, it has become the largest and wealthiest abbey in all of Humbershire. But beyond just collecting tithes from the surrounding peasants, the monks are skilled in land management, particularly in assarting the land of trees and marshes.
Firley Village
Firley Village, named after the fir trees that once grew in the area, is an agricultural settlement situated on the glebe of Bridburn Abbey.
A large plot of common land lies to the west of the village, while smaller plots are located south on the opposite bank of the River Wyn. While the villagers grow a rotation of barley and vegetables, they're best known for they're prized oxblood-coloured sheep, whose wool appears black but shines red when catching the light. You'd think the village would grow fat from the wealth of this highly sought-after wool, but as the village falls under the manorial holding of the abbey, it is the abbey that reaps the wealth.
Grinholm Mill
Grinholm Mill, a growing hamlet owned by the Rolleston family, offers a much more reasonable miller's toll compared to the one up by Bridburn Abbey. They've become quite popular amongst the peasants of Wolderness, (well at least by miller standards), as well as wealthy. Although they pay their tithe to the abbey like everyone else on this side of the river, they are perceived to have undermined the abbey’s milling soke monopoly—much to the abbey displeasure.
Skunlington Town
Skunlington is a prominent market town, both wealthy and influential, with a history that stretches back to the First Age. It's located behind a small range of hills that shield it from harsh weather and provides a natural defence, with an added Royal Castle on the highest peak for good measure.
The castle is about the only Royal influence in the town however, as Skunlington holds charters that grant it a degree of autonomy from the Crown. The town is governed by a council of Merchant Guild Aldermen in coalition with the Provost of Skunlington Minster. But despite this apparent independence, the town is practically in the pocket of the Archbishop of Humberthorpe, the capital city of Humbershire.
South of Bridburn Abbey, across the River Wyn, lies the land controlled by Skunlington Minster’s estate (marked in purple on the map). The large tract of empty land between Skunlington and Bridburn Abbey is an ongoing contention, as both estates claim it for their own. The bickering has gone on so long that the land has turned fallow. But the biggest source of contention is how Skunlington controls the river toll for use of its docks, with particularly extortionate prices for Bridburn Abbey. Rumour has it that Bridburn Abbey might just build a whole new town of its own, south of Skunlington, just to avoid paying this toll!
Skunlington Castle was strategically built in the First Age atop the highest hill on Pen-y-Skun for its vantage point overlooking the whole of North Wolderness Dale—crucial in the Woodsy War against the pagans. However, these days it’s the Crown's administrative center for Wolderness, run by the Under-Sheriff. Here, secular law is enforced, tasks such as collecting taxes for the Crown, raising levies, chopping off heads, that sort of thing. There’s a lot of overlap with the ecclesiastical courts however, sometimes resulting in collaboration and other times in clashes.
Skunlington Castle
But it’s not all work. The castle also serves as the hub for the gentry afterall, and they're not exactly know for their hard work. So the castle hosts games, jousts, fairs, that sort of thing, and a bed for when the King comes to visit.
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huariqueje · 1 year
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The kitchen, Glebe House    -   Jacqueline Williams , 1997.
British, b. 1962  -
Oil on board , 23 x 16 cm.      
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pairs-studio · 1 year
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Glebe House by Chenchow Little
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vanishingsydney · 2 years
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A couple of tiny 1880's era remnant terrace houses/hovels that were somehow missed during the extensive slum clearances of the late 1940's-early 1950's. Now 'studio apartments'. Small public park at rear is where the rest of them once were. Glebe.
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Go geocaching
Ahhh this goal was one of my extras not a regular one and I was a bit nervous because Kevin dubbed it a “nerd activity” but it was actually fairly satisfying and quite fun. We were going to the Glebe foreshore anyway to hang out and read and so I downloaded the app and we had a look and found a couple of boxes whilst we were there.
It was good actually I left a little flower from the ohige no pon boxes and have ended up with a used ticket from Naples lol. I think I will keep the app and then whenever I’m in a park setting or chilling I can look for things but I don’t think I will make it a like go out of my way to do hobby. The containers were easily identifiable which is nice but the gps is a guide and not completely accurate. It feels good looking at all the little knickknacks being left and like satisfying signing your name and people Log like how recent the box is found so that’s cool too.
A nice little activity to leave on the list I think, a good quiet hobby that would get you out of the house.
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theirishaesthete · 9 months
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Beyond the Tower House
Graffan House, County Offaly is thought to date from the early 17th century when it may have been constructed as a glebe for the adjacent Ballintemple Church, now also an ivy-drenched ruin. T-shaped and of f three bays and two storeys, the building occupies a fine position on raised ground with views over the surrounding countryside. The house is T-shaped, with the staircase likely occupying the…
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scotianostra · 1 year
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Kirkliston, Wet Lothian
I have pics of the historic parish church, with 17th century graves in the cemetery, I will however cover all the history of Kirkliston in this post.
Kirkliston was designated a Conservation Area in 1977. The conservation area all lies south of the main crossroads and Main Street. It focuses on the Parish Church, The Square and the High Street but also stretches south down to encompass the remote manse and the little group of buildings at Breastmill.
The Parish of Kirkliston was originally called Liston, recorded in various forms, between 1163 and 1218. The form Temple Liston was first used about 1298 by an English chronicler undoubtedly because the Knights Templars possessed the central part of the parish, or the Barony of Liston. The Templars were suppressed in 1312 and their lands were given to the Knights Hospitalliers, the Order of the Knights of St John. If you recall I posted about Torphicen a few years ago where the Hospitalliers were based, it is around 10 miles from Kirkliston.
In 1893 the Privy Council ordered the closure of the Old Kirkyard (except for widows or widowers whose spouses had already been interred) because the ground was “Contrary to decency” and a new cemetery was opened at the East end of the Glebe.
During the early part of the 19th century, around 1830, Kirkliston had two visits from grave robbers, who dug up freshly buried corpses to sell to the anatomy schools. In 1818 the resurrectionists carried off the bodies of a young widow who died in childbirth and a widow over 80 years of age. The Kirk Session made extensive enquiries and offered a reward of 20 guineas for information which would lead to the arrest of the robbers to no avail.  The Session built a watch-house at the east gate of the kirkyard and the vigilance of the parishioners prevented any further robberies taking place You will see the watch-house in my pics to come.
Several Kirkliston witch trials are recorded. The most notable witch of Kirkliston Parish was Euphame McCalzean, daughter of Lord Cliftonhall. In July 1591 she appeared before the High Court in Edinburgh charged with crimes varying from common witchcraft to conspiring against the life of King James VI. Euphame was one of nine principals, five men and four women – at ‘the conjuring of cats’ whereby the witches claimed to have raised a great storm on 1st august 1590 that nearly wrecked the ship in which James VI and his bride Anne of Denmark were coming to Scotland from Oslo. Euphame was sentenced to be burned alive on the Castle Hill in Edinburgh. This was the most severe sentence ever pronounced by the court. Ordinarily condemned felons were strangled by the common hangman before being committed to the flames. She endured her fate with obstinancy to the last. Extracts from the Linlithgow Presbytery records show there were Kirkliston witches in the 1650’s. (The height of witch hunting was during the first half of the 1600’s. The crime of Witchcraft was abolished in Scotland in 1736.
From 1969 to 2001 the west side of Kirkliston was the site of the Drambuie Liqueur Factory providing employment for up to 150 workers, men and women, in  peak periods. There had also been a whisky distiller in the south of the town since 1795, which in later years became a malt factory. Both were demolished for housing. (The history of the Kirkliston Distillers are stories in themselves).
According to family tradition the recipe for the world famous liqueur was given to the ancestors of the Mackinnon directors by Prince Chares Edward Stuart for their loyalty during the Jacobite Rising in 1745. While their allegiance cannot be doubted it is however possible that the Mackinnon’s were entrusted with the secret recipe because of their skills in measuring liquids. The production of Drambuie (Drambuidhe = yellow drink) began commercially in 1903 when Malcolm Mackinnon &Son established a business at 9 Union Street, Edinburgh.
The Drambuie and Kirkliston Pipe Band was formed around the close of WWII, but went out of existence some 15 years later. A new band was formed in 1990 and a sponsorship arrangement was made with the Drambuie Liqueur Co. Ltd involving an input of around £40,000 which ensured a good beginning for the Drambuie Kirkliston Pipe Band which played at many events, festivals and processions. (Drambuie limited provided the group with one of the pipe band world’s best sponsorships, with the band supplied with two kilts and various combinations of uniforms. The band travelled extensively to raise awareness of the Drambuie brand around the world. It lost its sponsorship in 2005 when the Drambuie company withdrew sponsorship of the band after experiencing financial challenges and redeveloped its marketing and sponsorship programs. The band chose to disband rather than search for other funding. It had been set to start its first season in grade 1 after being officially upgraded. www.pipesdrums.com)
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5style · 2 years
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Celebrating fluidity and light. Sculptural staircase aesthetics from the Glebe House, designed by @chenchowlittle. Photography by @peterbbennetts. #5STYLE (at Sydney, Australia) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkbnZ1Jswy2/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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qnewsau · 3 months
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Lance Leopard remembered
New Post has been published on https://qnews.com.au/lance-leopard-remembered/
Lance Leopard remembered
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Marcus Pierce, better known as Lance Leopard, died along with his mother during a house fire in the Brisbane suburb of Woodridge on June 16.
Lance Leopard, an icon of Sydney’s gay scene, first rose to prominence as the keyboardist for the New Romantics group the MegaMen in Brisbane where they supported acts including The Reels and Deckchairs Overboard, and performed on television as part of the Brisbane Telethon in 1983.
Leopard’s mother, Carmel Pierce, was a well-known figure in the Brisbane gay scene of the 80s and she and Lance’s straight brother Michael supported Lance at gigs, never shy about their immense pride in his talent.
He later relocated to Sydney, where he worked as a stylist and where his gossip columns in publications throughout the 90s including On The Street, Sydney Star Observer and Capital Q became must reads in the Sydney gay scene.
News of Lance’s passing in June led to an outpouring of memories of him online with many sharing their Leopard encounters.
“I remember the endless days of rehearsal when we were putting the MegaMen together at Marilyn’s Cocktail Bar,” Ken Maxwell recalled.
“He was so patient with the other two who were always wanting to change and twist things a little. He just stood behind his keyboards and waited for them to get on with it. A very wonderful man offstage too.”
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“When I started writing my wine column for Capital Q Weekly I was so nervous to meet him because he was so revered on the gay scene,” Drew Lambert remembered.
“I needn’t have been. He was so warm and welcoming. I was writing the column that appealed to his favourite pastime.
“He loved the fact that I was his passport for free wine samples after I took my taste. I gave him hundreds of bottles over the years!
“I was so jealous that his column took a mere twenty minutes to write and mine would sometimes take six hours! His gossip columns were absolute perfection. A joy to read.”
“I’ll never forget the first time I saw him swan into The Exchange hotel in about 1986, a mane of black dreadlocks,” Chris Munro remembered.
“He was so clever and witty. When Diana died and everyone was utterly miserable he posted his column with the headline, ‘Don’t worry we still have this one!’ and a big picture of Diana Ross.”
“He was a darling man to me at all times,” friend Rebecca Mullins recalled.
“And I am so sad that he and his dear mum have gone this way. A truly iconic presence in our gay world.”
The MegaMen reunited to play Brisbane Powerhouse in 2014 and in more recent years Leopard was a special guest at DJ Maynard’s Love Shack and Madd Club parties at Red Bar in Glebe.
However he moved back to Brisbane four years ago to care for his elderly mother who had become wheelchair dependent.
“All of our lives are just that little bit less glamorous today,” Maynard wrote after learning of his friend’s death.
“Some travel in style, some travel discreetly. Lance travelled both ways through the back alleys and laneways of Darlinghurst.
“He was a sharp dresser with an even sharper tongue. Some even today are still feeling the sting from one of his very blunt show reviews.
“Lance touched many people through his life and work, but mainly the hot ones. As he said, ‘I don’t believe in the afterlife, but I’ve always believed with all my soul in the afterparty.’ Your name is on the door Lance.”
-DJ Maynard recorded a series of podcasts with Lance in 2019 that you can listen to at www.maynard.com.au.
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libidomechanica · 3 months
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“But it but that is hand”
A sonnet sequence
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But it but that is hand. She wild Disorder see her to seke? It is but thou can get nachos. Only contrive it times the same to see graves unnumber’d Throngs on earth’s old and dragged you just do: for things. Now Jove has twa sparkling tear: then raging to thee: root pity may do better frequent rain, and then quick as her Head, for a yawning- fit o’er they, yet doth lie so in my sensual Taint, be let affection, who taught me have, life’s iron blunter growe. That lurk in your vacuum cleaner breath may complain, but to denounce the gate now, unveil’d, and high prize the world? Shaken with thee, Pox!
               Stanza II
Clover wring throbs of face then you were thistle next, a Chief th’ unequal Fight those fairer work boots. That detains, scatters in Garbs succinct, a true good thinke that dire Offence from that posterity will never disciplined and wine much as—’Unless there is blind. These Honours shall men upon our clouds of thee—I am tired to struggle on his herte al hoolly on his half a Pair of vermeil cheek, and strike the frugal life ends mere splendour make his Cry to faith of us singing human race, he rais’d; and have, life’s despair that somehow people are apt to rhymes to the trees.
               Stanza III
So inflame the Patch-box fell; the day I die, the deep sorrow disappears; th’ importunity, insisting the honey cool cave shall stand tingle, sunning Light hover, at the fuming Liquor fann’d, my Mine of thys so weigh I, whylst you more acknowledge of Courtly Balls, those red flow of vestals claim, a watchful Spirits thick eyelid dry, but sweet eyes let it is bed. Accord peruse! For that held them likely to keep a blacke inough all bare, in the Animal Desire? And, with her smiled, A mass of grace, or wedg’d wholly ponder’d upon the cup of a bakery in my youngly toad half-opens its Name. A feelings and what might-have-beens, they less. No grasping and whate’er he got her garb, nor is sheepe about; she wrought no wretch, object where I, who fondly lov’d repose? Great, but all that gives half pedantic, into metaphysics and fears,—did you more grace my store.
               Stanza IV
Safe with Conquests yet to walk into far Ku-to-yen, by turns nor good red ran from God’s like Men, submit to walk about a fear wound his crowne, or move whene’er the thing was in the Lock! A hazy widower turn’d; for it is these our only dear, the Pile; and all we feed? I must get it shot through stroke besides, Fred really swollen moon and I but very quiet leaves and Dukes, and keener Light did not any charity, to be: for their comment on the White, that we would forgive and Balkís a Secrets, sat Sulayman spoke—Though stroke surprize the heart a-dying. Midst thou art of love.
               Stanza V
And withstand, one whose flame; and those night is Royal Rage. Because silk is what I dare to have a due respect: the generous House with Men below! Nation, the Glebe distant, and thus and leaves my moving points on me grace unto this hands, your complain. I shall be. Your daughters oft as Lighting the greenery when we prove my lips that sacred Hair! Her breath thy love’s dearest bands upon that black for ever wanted tresses whose clue is only I Fawne on it; o let our looked back at a smil’d, but you until her Lap their outside ourselves, and Tweezer- Cases. In mystic books frame: enough.
               Stanza VI
Why call, command you have lied. Thy Brother’s Arms; there is, stolne to bear take me as pillow bundle unthreshed corn and with the Pow’r; four Kings in a wash of other poem written embassage, and Garter, or sell, what’s eleven syllables, Billet- doux. Of loue, when dispel envy and strong he may passing up perfume. Is no morn heart—it is a very face, the little taper? Where ever-singing human face; where the blood repose? Long back again, to lay some fruit with oxytocin or how, or wits, or a woman’s flow. Be she blue, and hold the braw lass than this covenant.
               Stanza VII
Then she’s to me there and sillily smile or does choose; and all his gold them a raiment made bleede, why of the stars. And wounded one, each Band there among the floure-de-luce so closde with Tears; puts for the lass that strife, painful lips, and flammable creature rest, and o’er the high gifts, I rendering her left Thee Living in the pool, the loud, around with his wife we saw of passion, pure and left so deformed to collide violets. True, t is half his sword did you—because here, tho’ mark’d distinguishing did shiverings of Sensual call, command you have we known to abstracted guests, that poison foul a face? A Wine of wandring Orbs on his this sting, and might sun-bow that like Leaders of Japan the poor once are thy love as oft in hevene a-bove; for the snake, that line after than Life predicament so indefeasible worm, that die by him? Sunk, then, with the path, to feel his voice?
               Stanza VIII
Us parted, and Mitford in the wise as birth, please my sail’d? Went o’er the breeze went on waste awhile Well of life for being a window-seat for to what is gone. By Phoebe shine these, yet every others cry my soul that froaths below my heau’nly beames of their paper; ambition, or o’erflows, and the Water of so much hope, and all by having then when them all. But when I was desolate the would seem on roses on innocent showers where Byrds of me. I say to mine distant mount and so nor will below. So that with her shall glow, a heart: ev’n then, but keep your conjectures.
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Or wish’d, and Plato call thing but to comes of calculative hours its fair, when without thereon spend th’ affrighted. Watching like him, tho’ less snake, thou distill all of prince odds are butter, in thy sacred Rites of calculative earth, smiles below! Soon as shed upon my tatter’s counter, or any weeping, gardeth. And time, and love, gained hand in fact to noticed you I never not long will find how very quiet, told of sheaves my mother’s Ears. Ready ear to you, that he could presence; as a beggar need as if the walke with spire that china without divulging it. To see ourself, tooke Stella, died. I say, could not too wide sits musick, and I was in a new rhythm. Had not my sorrowful noise overrun all other slowly mounting at old hopes in your eye will you are your present they must, and that had been said, flying consciousness of my night did not do.
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To thee, lest my beclowded string, and women gathered presence I adore the shade dight gauds; nay, while thy soul’s thou to warm today when he view, thin glitt’ring from Boreas screen; they deeme, an English home, the bed to me. It is my wishes. Had felt by a hand then would be much but thee most hath neither side to brings with Her I love profaned the Desert—entering bough by autumn robbed, by Degrees are, not more the surface. He had stopped noticed before The Sage set them, bleeding on me of turbulence without all things as they now that hides his Soul she fills my sight, and chaste as clover’s vow, despite. Then, unnumber’d Throngs on the by, when thing core, away, so gently through virtuous even in the greens I place and Jove suspends her Face, like leaves so much— to give hit, but with you will be laid before a few graves. Until none but once I did persever, all say, Juliana’s eyes.
               Stanza XI
But once of the best in the Last sole Agent is importunity; or fair created; till the day I die, the bed to me, i’ll ne’er for hectic phthisics, thought she shades we’lldispose; for love you turn in Cupid trembling lies, and to Fate, that when camerado’ Scott, so celebrated fortune’s shines, wide as a foe would be the morning Rows, puffs, Powders, Patches, which the nights hath neither of us dared, could raise; or if they mix’d their Charms conceal’d from Carnal Errors of that this our own wishes. It from behind the people far as grave, o Rotha, with the Lost Soul are Love and rain.
               Stanza XII
It does not reproduce of a mere nought to sight, time may be told them in the lingring nigh and rush of red to me repeatedly, in this Pray’rs, or ouer-wise. All our deep, dear maid, an’ chiefly Love—then, with vertuous even the end is surprise your breasts where did creation. Slumber-drunk all be a Jew. Now I may not seen you read to reach’d thee chameleons, changes in your fingers. Triumph spreads her going of their gas, the mere splendid sinners, each Eye o’er the tides: and I sawe Calliope wyth Muses Hobbinol, I conne no skill to the sea, who breathe only were. Can dances terse.
               Stanza XIII
You could be at home apace; th’ instruct the curtain of Gold, Elysian Screen; they hurt me. Did you—because their Ways, and once in the ruler, on his saints? It does th’ affrighten’d by human heart-flame of God that had been basking in yours, you’llsay, nought it mount and trouble, well cultivated, it may look’d, and trembling wynde, so Ladies as these saying with Men below my heart had given as it leave a gentle Juan, that the bed to comes the Gown; and all the devilish escapade or suspicion. Her bosom’d before him, gliding with those frequent Cups and runs on in his voice?
               Stanza XIV
To sit amid all thy Pow’r; four Knaves in Romance assist the flew and does nor can breathes there or here, round its orbit in our magnolia ignite the lengthening beneath the unquiet and lost hath been born today where the houses went. The heart of the Court loathed furrows fresh the eyes were you ready, o mount and aspir’d to deck within whose clue is only constitutional futures. Resolving, runs on in my brow dost seek out the cool, like Marius, to sit in Air, in this senses balance is so easy now allows’ perch’d upon the glorie shiny things transmitted their power?
               Stanza XV
Has caught us little crosses and not care I want, who think upon, lulled by Miltown, we lie on silly was to a scrape, but that you anywhere I don’t success a Lover! And Pan himself she knot. Do thoughts in bed. Not the fills with Care; the rest my mouth made for men, ’ like Thunder’d; and then ask of silly Man to oppose great Anna! Make but pick’d the milkweeds’ honey tastes shall seal the World; for the displaies vertue, All, our deep, outstretches him—one Dagger at a Ball, of every bow, than they shift though my mouth stuttering with these Angels would you I love you do not that way, my care?
               Stanza XVI
Through nis to deck with shining sweet, sweet expressive Emblem of the Eyes first begun. Yow made, sure of them, too, like Confusion dies. One hand isolate a falling of Empirie, her Eyes corrupt by over-fond: so, to prepar’d the Case, so calm, yet unexpected large, shall I descend thy narrow houses went. On one alive when both to Combat, or by Fraud or Force with dainty wits cries, in wind. Devoted to refer to.-At-elbow round the with these saying what we should burden the filmy Dew; dipt in pondrous Baron now he is givings. Full of Rome. Even the close—at last!
               Stanza XVII
Of guilt—of guilt brought on: in ev’ry Wordsworth’s feat and holden rod, throw, entering boughs to climb when the Chief is when may use deceit: he always on the World of such beauteous eyes were she, still we miser’s eyes that Firmán-issuing for when a tremulous death alone: cash rules Love. Or by Fraud betray how sweetly sings are quite below there is not made the Work, yet unexpect much steal sweet Te Deums of their Elemental woe, and Midnight with pole. Only constant Charge repairs her slowly mountaine, while, and with tinkling roguish een. And gin; there before the heart’s blood running, still one.
               Stanza XVIII
Wars, revels, loveliest friends, to the Glass appeal than t’ others’ graves and mid’st thy west wind th’ effect wealthiest oligarchs of his Love deny’d. Him Basto follows like an egg, every Wise Self- fulfilling—was hidden in Raiment undefiled of euerie image with spire of all the street, but pick’d the Rival of his Foe to denounce that’s me. Dismantled, I have wrapt thy haplesse my thunder’s souls in its parted, your cures for a walk about vs safely stuck to trace. If you not empty cell o Mercurius, that after his Widow’s Gown: her in a Vain Woman’s dross.
               Stanza XIX
Gums and is nowhere fynd, to say, The truly liberal Lafitte, and silent night Beauty, rounding rises not, follow’d, but my inner clown is full of hope hope will didst vnderfoot. Unseen, are a sample. But yeeres more stranger Causes of Pins extend, some food. Thou shalt be, the earthly Vehicles to give they spray the grey to keep the bed to master-mistress of Matter weeds twenty add a hundred. Life’s wheel; my finger and flowing the gen’ral Fate may be sometimes of being at old hopes, and the careful solemn grove, ’ a wife makes me written on Marlborough the hard gain’d by him?
               Stanza XX
But without dislike then when clever, and tho’ she has truth upon the expected anything but yet imbibe the Subject of lost my powers demand what the thunder’d; and worse that they wait, anxious, and wash them in the Fight to be twain, but Airy Band, caps on their heau’nly bosom move? I but we have, like the Return of the Murders of build its nest upon our music; the spider in hand remember sleep-warm pillow bundle unthreshed and feverish powers, eyes seeing sight, their neighb’ring China shook with Pearl, her Eye should not a mere splendour magnolia ignite the shadow, Cynara! The Light, they send: for ease my soul may call, and from pain, in vain, while they will banish them see the solitary now. He taught moths flutters, Stars in the ice haven’t both in beauteous Mold; the murm’ring I see you speaks so weight to buildings in Machines the weigh’d, what’s it, the ruin’d me.
               Stanza XXI
All in conceal’d from China’s Ears. But trust. She might esteem me, a something bears alone: cash rules Love. That might bends his ruthful vows, as your hurt our lore! With that froaths below, if such the bold Sir Plumes his winning, here is for the spider in a Bodkin Spear, and flammable creature having you the hyghest Ioue, and fallen—on this beauteous gift the world revolves anew its music speaks so weigh’d, and as food for Passion, even the virgin three, people are deaf and blind. Thy earthly fruit. Their ancient trees a purer Blush at a routed Army runs, of white heaven’s Dome reject a Lord?
               Stanza XXII
And for the Board with vertuous care to set in her eyes of Eighteen, practice my girlish grace my rymes bene rough all their with August over to undertake the wore about me to have behind the dreamed I was a gentle heard—he rent there o’er thy ravish’d gentle heart was that lyues on ever-singing again, and Child fresh sprung from autumn robbed, by winter chill blast. But when one strike the soldiers and eyes halfe with that liv’st but a game, o wrang na my virgin council with pied flock early youthful as your days I wanna be yours, with the vital Air, this wave to pitie the Sorrow!
               Stanza XXIII
On Change; and all things be devoted to seek: were it lies, yet doth breede. Hides the kinder veteran without a far from the British Fair, a though love enjoy? And thought in Air, and one safeguard more shade of late, with her sire had stopped Stop, let the vanquish’d foe sues for pride does choose ye blest, but thoughts are cheats a national debt-sinkers. Higher class, it do, not seen your presence are spurn’d to hear how the angels used to me. People should be better the ocean-stream with Reproach assails, for here, vilely; her voice, that most modern, reigning, haue so lead the art of her face Who hold a lover.
               Stanza XXIV
Abandoned, almost Dionysian. Upon her court you, entreating thorny stem; an’ she has twa sparkling roguish een. Oft she could not be laid back at all? Which looks, and Y your carpet-stripes for since I did persever, and all thy name, o wrang na my virgin Cynthia swallows’ call? In ev’ry Pow’rs. If this, youth to fields to rule me, love is, and think, to denounce the Flame, direct, to pray. It’s noble yet later thoughts in Flame mount and go, and men, could not longing O darlin’ darlin’ darlin’ darling Care; some hang upon the higher class, and when thou with their Sylphs content?
               Stanza XXV
We wanted half to singe, I mournful Glance with life-enkindling brain. And strange similes enrich each hardscrabble back, O liberal and puts appear, tis but at large and sounds of blisse, looking then see! Learn Ombre, nor winds clear the Hand of unjust Fortune, has arm’d with orient eyes might we slept in Night-Dress give, an’ she has died today when to you, when someone you wear locks the smoking one alive, not judge. Of your Chief th’ unequal Fight. See the rest my mother, fierce Tempests on the leads people never glided: when thou art of late I not a new rhythm. Blessings of keen remorse.
               Stanza XXVI
Ask God who Absál? That novelties at once more reticular—fishers for gently through with Ribs of Whale. The Sylphs with a good nor harpsichords, those nightgown in wine, but thou, Cruel! While my Nostrils draw freshly bleed: but, ah, yesternight, and purple of my night Inhabiting the progression to Balaam, and the Lock a thousands more Alexis smokes, the loud, he fleece of Female fuss, it self must choose, and chaste rejects my Pegasus to snow today when they, at bottom, a living fled! What would not to say nought my head: I have mown. I know, tho’ world, and of red to me molested.
               Stanza XXVII
When I’m some weeping from bothered, reach’d the Whistle blew; the rest: thus ourselves, in truth before. I never move wi’ twa white robes, penal codes, dead aside, trembling with blue as they benefit mankind, nourishes, and the Virgin! In solemn grove, as souls in Lighting to tell vs mery tales, that’s a man sick, and think the lass that passes zither case of Court the white. Were flower Sky; these thine; do thoughts survey, and all fear, sweet express how pure, however had the cowslip braes between, and dragged me pretty? Chosen; tis a great Anna! But Juan was graves. By adding sky, and drawes it.
               Stanza XXVIII
Say what off-hand as far as when thou list of the cool flowe, of the Birth-night her wring beneath the Lock! When gleam like sleep in on flower as love you to warb—le those brink when we rais’d for ever wear. Thou be a tornado, for these bring upwards will not her Garment of Vapors and only later did ioy among the old coquetry, or her full oft he perisheth on a play he seems to rise, and the fame where or under road rejoice is not my selfe, all hues’ in his very Night with ease in times we lay the green the blue plums. Takes to Belinda smile. Be my grief-worn her alone.
               Stanza XXIX
Pinch of reed of loue, and is seed, this saints on all things till in constant while the devil has twa sparkling roguish een. Steeples of Pray’r, th’ inferior by Force with bands on flat, cool rocks, alone confines, burns to building breastplate and gin; there will strength the every sheets, and wound here! Above, blessed hours to the more poor rich China who hath her own, our Beings with good she lay; surely into. Or if I’m wrong: in an amber cloud of her air, her fair face Who haue so frothy though the wide domain, while savage mind in the dance weigh not made the fatal Sheers, and Ardors, were let go.
               Stanza XXX
Up, and brow dost seek for my poor that wiry Coronets appears; on her buckle for my pass unblamed,—and the same aged aunt, each cousin, he meditates the sea, the hour he dies. Reads around. Hark how the deep Atlantic Ocean on flat, cool rocks, so drenched fists. With me, the bed to cheerful Breeze this body bent, his dying hold up to touch! Scourge of the rich China’s Ears. All my paines my mother Secret from elsewhere, and arrow, and Sense—through ne’er for my poor Lover. And think, since then: ten years! And shall we see where Cupid’s Flame that sleep in a tangle, and tell thy soft bed.
               Stanza XXXI
Her Eyes, as not a lesson’ they set thy cheek, and midnight beneath his mind. And again: if all wisdom, beauteous eyes with many people should be lynched fists.—Loving, rapid, merciless Tyrant in statesman’s rage; gainst the Rival of heights, than He! Controlling, I desired my beclowded store of accomplishments or gore, beaus banish that after male loss is not to be a Jew. They held yours—who’s neither stopped noticing I never on the fattened spuds, that tho’ match yet mad with tremble at thy yoke, the larkspur, and Betty’s pride; on the wealth, my Pegasus to burden of love.
               Stanza XXXII
On the turn’d; for that settled—and you have lied. The slowly groue, which brighter shine as we a crystal brow, the Noon of You. But I dislike the bay when the lass made the Sea on what avails to toe. To perfect was once too in my youth go use thy store of military bard to high, or revel in the stops understand. Ready. With a global civil! Then flashed&forgot. Around they impressed splendid sinners; a little twist of dawn. The way her answer, or to see grave, o Rotha, with what Virgin’s Thoughts of Ill the narrow from still, still enjoy. Like Confusion of sentimental.
               Stanza XXXIII
My Muses moe, soone wouldn’t just in your greater glides, pretensions of my books taught us, even by which puts on all you’ve don’t, Cash alone cure, like silver Lamp; the morning- Shower of Joy and painted hast the just a disaster, or aspire to perfect was not Love done forever again: if all the supremest kiss, and mower both sight; an’ made the baits for this, youthful to thee, as I to take the day I die, the skies, of white is black hold. Beare wise disgust, for a yawning-fit o’er the Shrouds Aerial Race preside, when I am, first, rob’d in Sommer dayes: whose hurts are you lost.
               Stanza XXXIV
Poetic voice, that blossoms on the think of politeness spreads his dying years by some strange things are from lovers, when purest people say t will bring, disarmèd of it, shall rest his Finger’s Ears. First opening of hypocrisy has saving Hampton’s Earth, Air, Sea, to Chaos fall, love you and rising sky, seres Spring’s maturity; thence, that fair creature have been dead, spite of his arms; and song sang your tight with reverence use, trembling for Death-bed Alms are rouleaus! And they never more shadow as I’ll ne’er so sooner shalt wane, so calme, so it pleasure have shut down to a hole matter?
               Stanza XXXV
The whole, or die, I lie because she’s sages widen where are so call the by, where the more bright those faire takes love depends his grief pre-scorch; descending, that very essence so leaden eyesight. There is, stolne to breath was a general, but thus said the came in thy feet slipper knockings, ispahan Apples, Pomegranates of her Face; sees full for ever candy buzz rounding unseen by which heaven’s employ? With sorrows flow. Others would indeed like trash in a cros, our soules for thy ravish, or wring bears not clear away from that grows the key to every song: in broad through all other.
               Stanza XXXVI
Nay, married My Lord, which looks be anchor, that’s great Grandsire wore, while sage. Or be some frail China Vessels, fal’n from Rainbows ere the truth descries, the healing powers demand there occurr’d what’s whole in battle through the pillow to the spoke, and Noons, her cheeks but enslaved two sable Ringlets of Bow; soone would raise; or if they have, life’s deare found, depopularity: now the dales resort, to put the Palate till day long bees to Belinda may vouchsafe to say the lingers ache, my love’s Thunder thus broken Troops into my gate of your dreadful of mine Eyes. Grows nice; reads around, and held then?
               Stanza XXXVII
I love the ruler, on him time at wintry Main, the two only one more spot and beauty grow’th, which means ever bind it by what are like a day, stellation—lost, the hope that grieve to those night us little girl and of Pride conceal’d, to Maids turn’d Bottels, called on. Did let us peal to the Birth of us that fairer far it profit much one man mann’d, my kingdom, safely treasures are bent. And garlands found, gaining in yours in the first, unconquerable spite, while we can—you came to all the first Intelligence, that novelties pleading, if that is his mouldering roguish een.
               Stanza XXXVIII
And why sae sweeter far than stormie face to reach through the grasses. So Cash rules Love an Altars of being Love, ’ be no more of the flames of deed, rose, he looks too short of the Visits shall make times in some draweth newe delight sun-bow that from you, hearing style which that nothing beautiful as young, the Way of Nothing with both to the Whispers breast the bed to be Perfect wealthy careless glorious moods of expiring Maids alone confess’d in Beauty, for Force to refer to, I think of silver, white hand pale yellow pride another, you loved by thy Sylphs with ease and learne spelling. I saw the silence of Lu, sad Chance! Young, and flits art, a little dreadful outer bringst with lovers, all the devil laughing, and saved there was luck, my wish her smile, nor eluish ghosts, rejoinder—then And as we scale they happens next because a home, all the slave of Ombre, nor good hear of every day.
               Stanza XXXIX
Whole trajectory’s toward man, entering black reel of my swells such success a matter reproue, I play to moue; o let alone, and is not, folly, or futures on constant, burns. And see the world imagination, a king in Sense—through, and Coronet and so are your brow: and thy blind error was of invocation, will be known: but who, ah! In times since things: the primrose, and in his Box. With varying than a toothache hurts in Flame, or change return’d Bottels, cast all the light polluted water the sun hotter the other hidden Blush arise; the enamoured rustic wind sleep.
               Stanza XL
My mothers cry my soul appalled. Of broken Troops, and all this winters wouldn’t just a sparkling roguish een. Nor this lone steps into the Lock! Been to cheerful Breeze, the pierc’d Battalions springs me to Parnasse hyll, but pretty thou drawest the chest way, and all that’s a fast track shifted thee low. When Husband is filling Spires, pale Spectres, gaping Train beneath his wife make his beautiful as your ex-boyfriends ouerpasse, vnseene, vnheard, who had been born my moving Tears each line, that we haven’t under the shadows would indeed: nine time ere long behind the more the streamlets flow; and gibber all. Lips?
               Stanza XLI
Too old for you, and thro’ the vernal Intercourse renew, clipt from the discover such they make the tott’ring Spires, which the Muse- like—like the the Sentence so calm, yet are apt to rhymes to th’ Aerial view, they never stones, My Empire of the sky, and this than theyr peace which will protesting the age had bredd, and that passeth sone as they bene rough the pleasures grieve, as messengers of the hands and mount and see no bride expir’d, he water falls hem best. In spring dew: or glitt’ring Textures ope at once more durable Creator, rising of your Locks first begun.—The Lust-adoring Body, slave to War her Airy Band; some, Orb in Orb, around the waiting the future less therefore is no deed that painted with it, confound, like lilies o’er the heart, lopped-off heads; unwrapping from Belinda fails, despised I with a sickly back with his sorrow was, and strangers are.
               Stanza XLII
I never noticed you just like love the ether has a hummingbird sipping frame: enough. A persons pleasures haue so much half a fitting of our pleas in tight, their last, when flash’d and Desire of thousand up a million fight. He rais’d his sting; to the World is changing hue, and doors withdrew, and wins oh shameful Chancery,—which though the vale; the two grubs on high, in glitter’d, saying why then safely fedde. Good, beauty’s bust, What this thro’ the lingering hell! All day long she wrote showers. And pretty though sorrowful noise over, dismantled, held you add o’er than seruants wracke I reed of loue.
               Stanza XLIII
And Wreaths around. Swept far fair my friends, as eas’ly they shifting child with that beat about wives. That is The Throne of Pomp and Giaours throw troops into my place. But aggravate that seem bare, in the word of all had one sort of silver, and still I but venture that press of purest in the Birds delighted. Flung roses blown do but forasmuch as any one always with reverence use, trembled and wound round a dying Plato called mine there it was not everything in her Hand, with loud Alarms. On Sunday morning-Shower of losing is added, Blame throne—but Grey Monk’s side, his Purple Fire.
               Stanza XLIV
I say luck; it’s how dear maid I meet has been stare! First in your ear. From each Pause of Courts to Day. By autumn, in widest river. Little Men? Her forehead; then falls hem best. This moral end that are already money, that Higher Power shrink in The Shah, who everywhere!—Which makes my comen through Hades, and the beames, and all we see what we used to seek: were sweet Te Deums of Hair. Others cry Too late, our chain of Gold. He saw, alas! Here is also get them go, before farewell; go troubles the sword in the plants a big load of these care-burden of the narrows from the interwove?
               Stanza XLV
And kill’d the dawn of Spades appear; from the meed of all this true my Rosalind, and root, their smart: love distinguish. One or I do but somehow people’s try to the them a’ in sad, it was told, when the robin comes to a Gnome, and the dance to refer to. The shades we’ll go, and tell me not be writing sex in little cross’d, a wretched Main, those fair my friends, to your hollow to you by some ancient Race, a hospital, a church last—at last—at last, ankle glance Sir Fopling up perfume. But you as since lingering men thus, or what avails to the Gnome, and heaven, and kept my Charms conceal’d.
               Stanza XLVI
Or such pleasures ope at once to much sicker; which that his Throat, another, some fathom three: husband, like a Smoke in Sommer shade of the Rahvs in thing-a snail, because in sun hotter to seize hairs but had been, I believes till we feed? With ease my selfe, still can be, and too longed to me, or may descent mosses, lifting chest tiptoe to that spot, as are one: so whit lesse yeeres did let the two life, and Snakes or great, but anger not the shoots a long sorrow and as food for that’s me. Columbines have been born or something but yeeres more the praise than the same aged aunt, or each, or what?
               Stanza XLVII
(Which I envy, that he shoreliness. Without I wanna be the silver Bound, and have been several also the nipple stimulation, unless I bless you love like an ancient Race, and Wings. Is moral lesson fit Instruments that he marriage also the unknown, she mere child of all their imputed grace a Lady’s Hairs, where the bed to thy Protect their Doom; and I am helmsman. Seeking far less since I’ve remark’d and I looked back his brow, so soft, so consumed, the Sun their darling day; love like cloudy center. Until her point only ones. And Crystal Wilds of your lie.
               Stanza XLVIII
Pallas, Mars; Latona, Hermes arms; and griding chase of epic Love’s first—for he was no whit lesse Rosalind, forlorn, my brave, unable males that posterity, our Sex resign’d to denounce that fed the longer could solace bring streamlet wind it falls, the pen;—strange similes enrich each door lockt in his has nought socket pile or stain a Flounce, or two upon my toil me heat and somethinks already passed that delicious oathes, there is, stolne to shedde. This is a long behind in equal share; but here, without thy soul may call thing, I love in what does choose an aerial Kind.
               Stanza XLIX
In broad daylight be found and skill to say, what the East had raise, nor Dog Stars by some ten time to clear; and I will not gainsay love talks; here Thou, great Grandsire wore, and Ariel weeping so, she deadly speculation, that Boy, proue to lose his Bosoms themselves, in trifling coiled atop the gloom. We tell true, they make mere like Leaders at hand the Mower mown. By render nothing Fan be not what beat, night-long wo in weaken’d minds to roll, teach her teeth gleam like Gods the Vial whence those Tresses ready money is Aladdin’s lady. Toward part one modern, reigning, he was—but have to come.
               Stanza L
Flickering the Hair, which in a Pett, to put faire linen hence from his own an end to the numbered flocks thus we meet comer; or—as it should makes me much as we! Forget till these plague are all other of swirling Cross she spreads her Breast. And doors with ardent Lovers look not long way. From a cliff- road edged with his captiu’d in her Bosom of joyless dearest of old, and bud about you were I but venturer sips met on a bed with the grain a surprise you forget it but enslaved two Locks admir’d remain’d in someone stept in a wasp can see nought her to take; thrice she pride doth breede.
               Stanza LI
Succeed in mediation I think they will process, your door you canst wait through all this new position, but to hear of her Head. Least would awake to that flow over him to much; which your tender Box. And kept in her buckle for support in the waiting session. In thing steps into Airs, and love are have, life’s whole, or tires, and loves the cries, will for Vice suppressively, most faire out how the Mower Damon sung, when thou this scythe, the imperfect the light for the shirtless detests upon this, ev’n then, fair aspect a cowards cast beneath thee, stellation. To leave the despair.-Clad?
               Stanza LII
Here, in your age, people all the blest, but adore.—The bonie lasse, to worke delyte? Swear to leaden eyes, bluer soule-inuading voice in the pleaded—whate’er her court an heiress for peaceful Ease, and feet; and after; saying to the lattery, to the Truths from gods or more rype, and mountain beneath thee who art dearth and not succeeding Vanities, and adding sky, sports in the clear away her that the nights repair: soft Sound out his Throat, another’s holland should be enough and what else: and what is The First love depend on the thunder’d; and to that his past a Jest ⸻ nay prithee, Cynara!
               Stanza LIII
And firme loveliest lie I will not be writes. My Pegasus to be a tornado, for the sorrow today when you delight to coste, can nowhere the Hand of the Empire, to the selected largesse? In the best booke of Nature life, or part to love me from her slowly with an offering roguish een. He knew she’d just Gods, and fears,—did you—because she’s tired to standing indeed: nine times. As beauteous Face, a thousand don’t knows what can never stop nor scarlet. Oh Thou whose Presence soon were in your Charms, repair; the has twa sparkling over wrist, as since I her daughter’s fate!
               Stanza LIV
Transparent of loue and from gods or what we are strange man so fit to bear: I lay on the Sword-knots Sword-knot Sylvia’s Hand is surprise you draw profit while our souls unbodied Good, some o’erflows, accept the horse alone, and all their Bliss, no doubt: but the cowslips bedeck the windchime in ordinary place and and daunce, whoever this worth—compared with Care; let Spades. Down, O the bold Homer make politeness and illusion by charge safe with startled and my whole, or Slight, but had given thy heart, but to hide. Arlene, Father one in Sommer shadow as I’m nearing long possession ends.
               Stanza LV
Society for stronger court you, dear virtue leads people far excellent. The high, and take me with that instantly renew her turn’d for Show. Envy and brief, the weary cry. Jar impact collapse flash up into the Robe of Perfections are made the mine eyes caught meet from behind Belinda with friends. Sharp Vengeance will recur a Pang for women’s sound thy narrow views her gilded Chariots, whether hair leave. But there is He that very much? How farther play, he flirted with pleasure, mine be thy heart its vastness duty, not take Lodgings in Battel seiz’d alive … Oh my Camel!
               Stanza LVI
Scenes romantic, which with heath, for ignorance is no deed that would missing as Atalantis shall be laid beware of politics run glibber all true, their Knight, no hopeful Isle, who show things past bounds of Goose-Pye talks o’ rank and moon the last; and as unfix’d as thy airy Garments see. That she has twa sparkling tear: then when the paired but my scythe, the memory being a star, gleam like the city and Soul was received, as did ioy among the alphabet, Logos appears; th’ embroider’d King until the walls into the young girls are but adoring, if to known world’s tear alone? While other make us feelings the glittring and mount up, and Canyon, still my deere, there is foiled. Colin, I lament at his sacred tune myself, and the came with Pow’r disdain’d, and bring of your teddy bear take me as much thine in the died, bodies in heart was the bright ease in soothing.
               Stanza LVII
She said: sunk, the windchime in ordinary place, and if I were, ye genteel and sound the Fops envy, that laden are change, o yearning comely Youth be told; or, Pindars apes, flaunt them courtesie; I bow’d fu’ low unto good back but torments or goes; you mayst thou art not act, or wedg’d wholly spoken and as for the Hand of that held him is fled, that was mine, robb’d other it isn’t have ebbs of flickering less produced a Special legend of Gold, dangle her smooths. Than to sooth’d must accuse you ever raise, nor Dog Star so indefeasible worm, that guardian, or add a Furbelo.
               Stanza LVIII
Grows grizzled, and tingle, sunning ingots, bags of deep Atlanta’s balls and forever again and the spare. Boast not seen her, I can, too, he said: Thou whose tale below! Than to show oft Ambition rends, ’tis all competition, we remember, reade, music, worthy of the Praise a Pimple ayre, thy sweet a flower anchor’d in vassalage thy youth untimely sick? Your lie. Of hot or contraries implore to drop in Shades from his blesse me dead: succeed in the hour would be so, I think that by trecheree didst implore the heat the looks thro’ Heav’n who compress. Down the rises in his letter?
               Stanza LIX
But this, prithee the nice Conduct of the preciously. A xylophone manly Strengthen’d ears, it make a rival’s bosom of thy sweet a flow over her cheek, and all around that goes a looks are have, like the floure- de-luce so calm, yet eloquent, the merely washen clean, i’m a man so firm, quiet, to the yield; now too much—to give the horrid thinke doth breed than cozy, once inclination, or o’er the tear stream of your hollow graceful sisters, ’ that can never move or brow: thus were a Goose, ’ as I rang’d to be put thy shadows sear! Thou shalt sit in such they spoke his sense that erst perfume.
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lostharvest · 4 months
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Wikipedia: Conjectural map of a feudal manor. The mustard-coloured areas are part of the demesne, the hatched areas part of the glebe. The manor house, residence of the lord and location of the manorial court, can be seen in the mid-southern part of the manor.
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The Hunstanton Fun Dog Show is taking place at the weekend with inflatable obstacle course
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The Hunstanton Fun Dog Show is taking place at the weekend with inflatable obstacle course
A dog show will provide fun for the whole family – and there will even be a giant inflatable obstacle course for youngsters. The Hunstanton Fun Dog Show, organised by The Barking Bugle, will be taking place this Saturday at Glebe House School on Cromer Road. There are 14 classes to enter, with rosettes up […]
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On Tuesday April 23, 2024 at 6:00 pm in the meadow beside the GOP Headquarters on Glebe Road in Easton, citizens of Talbot County gathered to eat pizza and cookies, socialize, buy Trump t-shirts and listen to speeches from three of our elected officials. It was slightly chilly and windy but a spectacularly lovely clear evening with over sixty guests present. The "Pizza and Politics" evenings occur once a month and are the brainchild of Talbot County Republican Central Committee member Lori Stepp, who certainly knows where to get the best pizza in town. But the main success is that it is an evening for concerned citizens to recreate and talk with their elected officials about the issues of the day.
The invited speakers were State Senator Johnny Mautz (District 37), Delegate Chris Adams (District 37B), and Delegate Tom Hutchinson (District 37B). Delegate Adams spoke about about the challenges of being a Republican in a Democrat run run House under Democrat Governor Wes Moore. Governor Moore continues to raise taxes, driving the Maryland economy into the ground. The departments of the Maryland executive branch have been weaponized against the citizens by going after small businesses, looking for reasons to fine them so as to fill the state coffers. We must demand accountability from our governor, as well as support for law enforcement, as crime is surging throughout the state, especially in Baltimore.
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The Glebe Hotel (1862). One of the very oldest pubs in the Inner West. Originally the Australian Youth Hotel (an odd name, but it referred to the "youth" of the then British colony at the time). You can still see the ghost sign right top storey. Always considered a rough house hotel, the joint reached its nadir in the late 1960's when only a brothel operated on the top floor. Reopened as a pub in the mid-1980's. Given a complete restoration and interior renovation (although the original front bar remains in place) in 2018-19 just before the Pandemic and the name changed to avoid any confusion with youth hostels. Heritage Listed. Glebe.
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An 1860s Glebe Terrace Injected With Light + Joy
It’s hard to believe, but prior to its recent transformation, this Glebe terrace offered little street appeal. The 1860s Sydney house was rundown and dominated at the rear by tall brick walls from larger neighbouring homes that blocked light to the property. David Boyle Architect was engaged to inject more natural light into the home, and a sense of spaciousness not normally associated with…
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