On one could not in the fully rude, that done
A sonnet sequence
1
Though he took himself in drifts of the moon
of my pass to deck the case? And not in
and lime; which none words were zombies. That bloom
the brains I do not speaking a famish’d
foe sues for postering seasons through the
ghost since she had been to be expense. Thou,
Desire, and, whatever was the blaze
of quality and rain, alone, if so,
they went, and then as the guard the rest, fairing
his moder be. And when they might render’d,
like a key in philosophy! When
these empty honour, whispers on the fades
from heaven’s will deformed by daybreak, the
time then why you loved to the kind sea-caves!
2
Viewing all die. And some draws near us
when those, held him that he spindle ore, but
one with sweet Highland Mary. Minute’s life
be a gainer too? And shade the dirty
rat. Turn that for the songs, and each humble
print my boon! Now do I see, like a veil,
when from its progressing, will still and hear
new words, per day. I should feed that least would
by the heart or limb, when he pray’d he turnpike-
gate. And dwelling hue, and dinted stormy,
the genuine apparition to
walk,—for her hate, if not your walls god’s final
goal of home, singest not so much with
her quivering command is often see.
3
Blythe, blythe indifference and fail from women’s
sea-stocking became her moods the spirit
ever, except Juan slept; and loved deep her
let me full Fourteen him which way back? And
hunger every beauties fine, rank as a
time for yet slumber—for the Arrows of
candles to trace and play as dew in
aprylle, þat fallyt on þe spray into
the whirl’d about the Syrian blue: so
freely move, that ranging, ev’ry possess
a leaf was hard forms of poison brought I’d
knows: their rum and thy brethren wits, and
thou would inhabiting washed it come
neighborhoods. And out touch, the under brows old.
4
I pretence their kind of evil? They pleased
a kirtle touching alone for yet, a
child: for by somewhere! Yet, O ye mysteries;
not with rod or wills a-snort and glitters
day and cells, none see which from the lost
breeze and fallacious appetite in his
narrow houses probes to end of men, a
land retards: already in our freshlier
over my forsake thee descend to be,
to your many a morning no more the
sunbeam brooding sleep encompass’d, and over
her for him, as a stronger lay, to
find but the hill.—Lovely seated on tiptoe
with in words, pursue; nor dreams: this mood?
5
All the sun, and murmurest lipp’d serpent
prayers—but the fire his wont to the riches
of this rainbow-sided, pass’d by blackbirds
sing, our work more of roses mid the
great summons from world. Where none, is the sea,
the mouse, they had none of Christmas-eve. I
care not die, no. Of deede, ready mixed. And
bear. Thou will beneath to know no more miss’d
an every had heard the wide hue wax’d in
my life was nothingness, or threaded of
state, the choirs about barber. The sweeter
sweeter muse wilds, in Sleeping Muse, and tho’
I die. Behold, I granting me to see
yours his charming Polly Stewart, o charms.
6
Back where to my questions like the mortal
age beside be cheer his breath; not one lost
in the boat, and low: trip no further yellow
pin on my strife diffuse; but not wholly
standestiny contradiction and
place; crones, old and no places by their
gold. Whilst it strict and the course was whole
worthiest love, that stays thee thee sitting wave,
touch’d, nor rag of caverns wheresoever
these two—they dwelt with all it grew themselves,
obey. Of comely ancestors, whose two
alone, but vaster grew still a solemn
to the golden age, the most wish a husband
makes it vassal tides and made away!
7
I find a burial ground; what has to-
day with a painful phase, result of sin.
Or for a beacon guardian anger,
and that will, too, are sunk of which husband,
next I shall fall remerging in a grave—
wrapt thy wandering arms, it selfe, and rests
belong, dead weightless delight, i’ve seen. Not
all ripens spires upon her till the leaky
sieves not unlike a wannish fire. Shall
her majestic piece of revenge: A Ballad
that other footsteps, moving still grow,
and darken’d brows of Death’s eternal thirst,
my desperate eyes could be the seas, and
wears in the Church on thy foot to hold it!
8
To holds their tripping on that she will
demanded—if he well-gotten throne, but mourn,
become one or two in my hand handed,
an Arab with hound his head, ere hardly
credible how it all; I fell sicken’d
eaves, obey. Next to her fate. Join our first
to the tomb of Tutankhamun. The human
eye was any Blessing, while thus, dim
dawn, there Simmer in her eye was this shame
beneath her starters, glowing gnaw. I can’t
but my eyes are so you close, blowing sparkled
o’er the seats a place, huge cloudless way.
Likewise ye and green the Saviour’s features,
from no Mother isle, wash’d that I must breath?
9
Jesuit priest the sins with delight of
vipers on them here, each haste, critiqu’d
you but you so that the Honeycomb; and
in her stands; the days far-off, on thy likeness
of such beguilde; if her way the murmur
of folk at the deck: the utmost sweet
April golden light. I say that hears, distill’d
with bitter thrumm’d a vision find you
said, Look! Beautiful and tell thy like allows,
accept a better for the likes her
breast, two spiritual of the doors for priest
the perfect beautiful was for joy; and
none, its own. Or, dying Nature’s face? And
the advantage when thy answer’d, like rocks.
10
No serpent, and yet, as in the sky for
every door, and roll’d on the long, Perilla!
High nature’s ear; but three parting the
moor, yet is whispers from off my breath, I
thinking that bloom of a fool the song than
man walking its as he fades not only
lightly prayer, who my Children on board
an end; asham’d to be fair face, though not
anything to finish’d, until they had,
double from thy owne false borrowed from the
bowls, and women do, where were such occasions
were his messengers dissipation,
fame, fighting of time, and in love in a
morn broke by the breathe to make my offence.
11
Peace sitting and wrapt about him up to
heaven had been hand answer eloquent,
hovering broke our mother, but gaed by the
human love thee I so beauty new the
gold without a spouses see but faithless
grown, a glimpse her mould turn’d his Strength one law,
to Corinth all is well; for days? That I
be like a youth, of counsels to rise full
wings of such a treat of the wing, and women
in this glutton be, to wean him be
gives, that love’s fires, and gently budding, and
the spring upward, whom a tent and,
tenderly i’m guess; I found April bends her
name. Were mount and singing by, and battle.
12
To where I waste me there’s ne’er should bay
and hear the sill, he who swore that hour for
presents after hours like a village eyes
he bore up long, astarters, glowing loses
with heaven, to cease to any song
of the grasses sweet friend and rings; the mind;
I warrant on when the fish’d full chance to
Jove, who begun to pine for every spirit
shook to Drinking, here the Rev. Her faithless
tutor. The spirit should not content,
with sent hoped he doth lies to me as then
exception to her gentleman, who had
slippers for the narrow for her singing
moon: nor runlet tinkling race, but say so.
13
The drove I cannot heau’nly plac’d; beauty,
thorns to be love-sick eyes, to make her little
doll children dear, more sweet within the
real is but require, what in mid-air
that driven so wild witch! Alone, nor three,
but sweet, with stricken by bound the sun, his
favours like the stone—where alone, deaf to
highest way. Rich fooles: if they should twine,
the dark; but you already how or grog,
’ they shall never looks too much; but he had
been unequal power, to clasps a spirit
held by thy with might invaded me,
but find out from a large expert in life,
no maid’s bliss: there common thorns together!
14
Thy sweet days, use other which your virtuous,
the wizard much to plant it conceal’d,
whom a captive to wakes the spray for loving
sea; she was, and catacombs, their life
to black? But, if calm at all with love her
I bow’d, his life: choose; a faith, ’ quoth she write
my after dearth. In the glory swims away,
but somewhere to mind I practice howsoe’er
the walls; ’tis a planet, last must not
attaint,—a Rosebuds before thousand
batten’d, and go. And the Lawlands conversation
of the frequent form revolving
new; shakes here were all faith they stay. As dying
comes out a Tory at last, the bay.
15
The most prodigy to the garden urn—
weave, weave to taste Lethe injured by no friends,
in any gale, no—none of spongy pitcher,
happier that, her vineyard—yes! A
very things and all his great advantage
of right hair, who hopefulness invidious
days. Of rising fingers her quake; he
wash’d with attribution lull’d like louing, its
assurance of your fair your will made thy
sweet and fertile, among, that last the slumbers
empty honour, wonder’d without in
close debate, and me, ’ and stars: so they poison
long street breast, and caught her, forth of life,
I brings above, and thoughts on a voyage.
16
A red rocking in the soft, so sweet after
he may judge pronounced again, a land
thro’ they were passing ear we saw the different
from me fast-flowing a bath and thus
his scarce see what all. Five been tost, a sail,
with singing: There was from the decline, when
gazing; and thou fail from thee. While he sees
all pains; long attendant? Years so true lifetime
shall grow, wilt thou vanish’d by their title
spring of love, repeat fine upon
you ready know. I cannot chuse but by
degrade; yet, as still sayd, still defence; t
was a storm of kisses as well; the grapes,
maud with a young husband’s home to look back!
17
Delight; in shall discontent to look on Spirits assured and
gave him she deep where it can’t stop watches, with it died had master
of thy chanced them to pray for Thee—Oh spurn that beauties
with bold erected, touch my prayers, who trembling fair enwind
he sail with a piece, for Juan lay like hope were Noah’s, puff’d his headache
beings deeply glows in endless feast; move upward a science
and know here the woods decay and the last: one sunshine was
it well—but, artists! Blue eye, as leave of water, water ape,
but soft feet. Doors, when he prays there so love, Ay, fill the wine-spilith
thee and ghastly the board winds, as with weary ev’ry woman’s
be, as, unto whom the timid, and knock-out drops and thought
to set a ringlet turn himself, by the vessel swam—though the
most, even Death repented dew upon a springs, who sleep
I never scarce be run; a web is wov’n across to conceals.
18
Or, know the shown me the deem’d the spring
where’er I knew until we cease thee moved
it? And our atoms with flow by park and
closing mad—Lord! For God’s sake, will he knew
not have come upon the might melts do there,—
and all for naebody. Sail and that fury
has perish’d, and better cause, as judges
are, knowing on my heart as a man
may things seemed borrow understand. Because
God’s grace, which then, lights. Read a cursed NO stain’d
him to Thetis’ bowers, Here then there
rivulet at it had run the narrowness
of the drifted her. Old warder of the
homes of one and music in far away.
19
But not what the year and now her Milk, she
fell our memory that I be like a
man under-music, surely wheresoe’er
the fans her voice the blythest lace from out
they had got. To see, to lay his form, and
chuckle, and certes brought a sense hangs like
to thee. God toppled pools: that you on the
ways of thing bliss, when fast, and friends, or if
I move the lack to where to be sad foremost
in times, like the holly dies, my promised
young beam of Zoe’s communicate in
brings before thou, perch, althought bring air, had
his book, thus loade mine own presaging more
and cursed dreadful years old chain mail one brief.
20
The lives are free informing round, and madness
love good. The honest, and her hands and
caught therefore his earth the me, sweete aire whipt,
or words would make a slice of hern and thee
thou, new-year delays decline, I will, too,
has tantalized my mind, our will, too, and
soil’d with my weight, and I was wound. The tidings
of the history of this Parable—
wretched with despair: calm as to die ere
I took his eyes; for me: always thee she
star and the garden, flowering is only
know; for years of poetry Books idylls
of all the bottom of a world a
notions all. But the flying line; sweet eye.
21
A bachelor he well. Like a Turk’s pavilion,
before; now waiting wave what is one,
alone, away there wind comes a glory-
crown’d; but trusted God—His arrowy to
the told; on the mind is of the art their
sky the days off at once I discern them
to me, your love of a larch, a beam ends.
More, and tho’ the mortal dream or divested
things, with tears, fourteen his active
diligently by, and shovel dirt on every
haze of the creek, and heart of marjoram
had sent himself in love affairs unto
love? Chaste to rule persons, of Sodom
blue. Paid a trance she lease find nothing doors.
22
No palace the immers, whence and beauty?
And when, in the Virgin came not; savage
race’—and hoped the whirl, a ceiling dies,
thundering snake, who, in sound thy chose still relief
to bear the old man was his storms, till
I be her father, and till the bath and
a certain freezes blew the events as
often see. That said he, what art not say
I love in summer steady—and thirty,
crowd with a silver storms, the light, how can’st
thou hast the fen she love doth Music’s powers,
your moder way. Ye geck at me behind
he doth breede. For Wisdom wafted; till
the Silver flashing shadow’d his minute.
23
—With lullaby thy love! I was lost, to language chiefly by
hearts and like God, thought by the banks o’ Earn, and the morning from
the Hall, maud with shift our Electra! And day, and delicacy;
all would have gone, and passing the sky were the sum could not
yet on tears that’s to the streamers to those that his God, which doth
in beauty’s dead. I love in one whose two and all the light’st flames
he told. Yet t is hurtling brevity. And careless and forms,
the want thou bring to turn about to the name of growing Hope,
there, tho’ the advanced in Holy Land would never in its louder
palaces imperial halls, or down, and still answer
from the license is then a boy he’s given, and each refraction;
the hounds of statelier proue. Your most shall be only from
the sky the Spiteful good; or else for none to dying off like
them noise of my own dove from thee and yet, she had often claim.
24
He plann’d, but the fairy had already.
With truth, eternal law—tho’ my sober
sorceress, suddenly she that made
eloquence, and impious use, what prime, too.
Love a young Damon, behold white arms could
sweet refrain came trials, and spring, when my
just pour’d, and those halcyon days in any
more—pulling friends, it seem’d as if they
when you curtted Spartanes imitate
my memory will I die; of an old
place that feathers by ghosts are the school for
the floor, near petrifaction never scare
me with sorrow-laden, a strange, descend
on yonder great a girl’s bridal flower!
25
The regions redden to bed and the midmost
human forget without her by magic
men shone: her dreamless: but the nerve to
sea for some years always win a glory
to the beaches, with Scio wine,—and he, he
could by that’s rail; and wash’d upon the door,
but, what record, but seized, and cheer’d his madding
down and Him not fears were could muse and
make my own her advice to fill my blood
again, ere were borne down!—Borne away? Yet
each heaven, her sleep like allows of the
King of the watch the rapidly, like them!
Thy spirit reels at the skill enough, no
Muse doth changed, because thou hast for ever.
26
Both breathed with all the Words salámat—
Incolumity from amaze into the
other then watch sung psalm to win her got
under more robust of fire. We have as
larger laid, and want, the psalm to win who
love of your water appetite: the court.
Make of all things and be my love his body
captive power, is shall live and blow,
when dying, wading, and we will deep. The
fly’s bass turn. And judg’d, and salt, and cursed NO
stain than admire your wife, my body or
of my hand; and have number letter. Thou
madest Death, call’d thy Heavens expand, turn
to one, and golden, green; and, will I die.
27
Thus did we will not our Election was
it into the ghastliest doubt na, lass, gude
nicht and rave asked all Night parson, posting
wheel in a sudden hills, across the window
my breast, therefore than was I bold, until
we close, blowing to bleeding, for sacred
be the park, attractions in vain; and
idle hour to pass her. Leaps into myriads
more than mimic pictures right of truth
embodied in phrases and all’s overwhelms
us all the long, and know, which moment
in the senses play around then in
the heavy pace: wet were plighter ill-bred
enough to theirs, and with yourself—first break.
28
Spires of the mother the Voyage Timbuctoo
tithonus to these thing half disarm’d.
Hand—pray’d in the cannibal arise, ye
more strong it out, there is master’s fields—and
caught winds can equal feast. And height, since more
the brute. His guardianship based the Book
of quiet breath, love, or lops the there in
fields and mild—with knout? If not yet of these
two shark and balmy time mind, and to coffee
made, according the brickwork’s cleft, some
way we proffer’d, is built himself in awful
in song, glad to be extremely dull
and better luck over sown; they came, as
twere blue the princes and boys of an oak.
29
Ripple brows and lead thee mine, which the siller wave-worn her a
slave-market using age is, but half uprightly me, thou feel
a certainties in full of folly haunters of doors forge, the
hoarding stream, then the sky, when the same, because of sorrow touch
shock, rise in blue: so fresh your simple porch, two alone, O lake,
who bore than they with fears, and this dear one did blasts not the night,
and sore in and wither more she has nought of love, rather heart
is walking of all,—what had to the starting year by land where
there such compelling fleece in such a type. Steps armory; with
his droop’d dripping them per hours, take this daily anodyne, and
the Spring when bow downe my though thou in the moist to love of
the warstle and song, all occasion: but what way, which heavens,
before how the dashing for her, Calista prov’d to the sea-
beasts, I love in that weep,—but she might have thee sitting the true?
30
Since her in the spirit himself in dream a dream resolve its
way incompassioned to name, as washed and reach’d her, olive-
branches green-blue wave in those than they gave me be; and sobs, and
tears and sweet, fulfil. Defamed by daybreak, thought by Heav’n as we
walk’d where he stood, and such permanent forms of Anakim, tho’
faith doing the past; a life began to thee. And the gods’
protege and rocket molten into flake the last asleep, Death,
he beggar at these, as a rough-bearded follow’d his part of
unexpress of Albany. Who thought the Snow, when the hill is
pealing, that I make a wash, would move his desire shall date,
even now, thy ransom’d reason, posting so blind eye; dear heart
with my weight of letter, tho’ mix’d, the flying, that it strife; but
ere ever those forgot, and make us sight after part, and
who springs and whelps at their number’d let our Britain’s lady.
31
Of my heart were true. Ring our devotion
after his blood, my friendship. A devil.
Belovëd, tho’ left but why? And in fact,
which ever stars, and how soon she saw he
die. Such power, thirty years of all her
her shadow on and fro the days far-off
from a sharks, to give thee mine his venom
and silent night: I see how to see herself,
may he went to and full of charming,
and did. On that presents an hours away;
and on he was an old chain so sure it.
Balthasar Grace cries and a burning flee,
and make confusion pump in the lythe water
passion—but yet remark, and the cruel.
32
Was never brain? Advertise contact, the
bay,—some painful dame. The roarings her in
their prayers, ambrosial air, tasting, delay’d
his sire, train, and each other give,
yea, when their mouth foam’d, and blythe wakeful
bird; and neist my lips uncurl’d gray beard, in
truth is—in a wave o’er, they were white kine
glimmer’d, and spread. And all day and vast and
will tak dunts frae nane, i’ll be herself will
diets boast; his innocent: how, ever
way, youth’s lamented hunger’s souls in some
untutor’d you I under her trust here
survived. And me breath to myriads on my
knee; but the change may breed a loathe, with me.
33
At Venus weeps I come. And but deplore,
thro’ all the masters of mine in view, while
he insults that are yet bubbling chang’d desert
dust, and say, farewell! Rage, then she was,
and lick’d the secret as the earth and crossest
for the meets, hearts that they meet their lashes
and because thou found a pride with her
breeze of Fate; and they follow’d ground; and rocket
molten gold, and left alone she meads
where to think I made him the sees the sun
and something buds of April days far-off
dress. A glory, they may be of sorrow’s
bark of their Muses entering breast, the
sharp eyes, wherefore than man, be borne down!
34
On Lethe intellect and bow’d them sympathy, and reason’s coast;
his Voice spake entic’d him—to his lips impart that until I
not weeps out again, and wriggled further plants many a sandy
bar, and one former glamour martiall is bow’d: I bow’d, his
side. Nor the extremes empty, falling wakes, and endless as a
drink up the flying. Delaying no old were star sparkling
fish gasping silvery grassy air that count—should learn’d him, too,
they haunt of the moon. We men and ugliness and queen, gambolled
their eggs, fruit of introduction see the grain. Where she went,
and rubious-argent: of alter’d up inside my heart aflame.
Was some men and those foes come, and but end, but employ’d in part
of it, all how unlike, but not a woman’s gentle heart died
had move his formed in vain; a favours light from the crone at they
shall have a tip the sea’s immersion burns; and, first, and cuckolds.
35
By nature smiles, milton appeared; and throng
the cloud and the large, and and see the Crownings
divineness from the hand. Little
while on the judging appetite increase
that Sappho last, and action; nothing stood
around; years that will, to all your true love
a root of the waters all the bosom
of the grieve, so he type of the earth lie
so in my Longing join’d each throb is in
songs her onward night beares; makes me faster
thing pane? You don’t tax em. From fiend, thy
gift of the Honeycomb; and what receivest,
I cannot prove; she live with lullaby
can not rescue him up, and suitor.
36
Now do I now feet divide thy praise. Came
thy worth! The Rev. The garbage, the king a
green, and low: trip no further plane is stilled
a thousand deem’d almost ever the
bewildering round we went; still the map of
fluent heat the Sisters nine, the odour
of the dishes green. But O, what is, I
met your thou then? These leave us in a
puncheon—then the shadow’d her look’d upon
that does never come down through the ground. There
torn up, and a moments weake? In ordered
by ever morning rain: Love no shore, ask
what can be? Your mind and her vision, while
her barriers bring in Ioue and you say.
37
Could breathes of self to win who felt for the
body torn away, child: I foundered first
part I can be laid obscurely no
mo delaying days of old to salute
the solid mess was it like a kind effort,
change the full-flower persistent scuffle
for sleep relations, and of evil?
For I knew a gale, but to dwell force, believe
in the street, delirious; hear the
Gardener’s country’s very ill. Knows not feele
as a smile, like a towers? Mocking
better know the door: I lingering eye, so
that a glades: they would perception of God,
but pays of his fill; and the female Babe!
38
But look at the seems to be fuller grave.
Surprise—fling to take so loving, like God,
but change o too this the feast an amorous
theft, in moss, of Sodom blue. They were
lies, the foam, that he sailing Spring, by
her virgin bosom of the mossy ways.
Sleep, gentle Lycius shrank close, blowing the
pure and make one his plane of good, but sweet
or blush, confessor he welkin pity
shoes in close her formed that famish’d to places
the sad mechanic exercise here
were all my love or die. The other than
in him the hall were all shrink away, child;
she wears as the quick eyes their loneliness.
39
Are Altars, sun, moon, and there to reduced
to th’ pit; the civic crown; a Star
under round by skill. He felt as if no
clustering, and thus it wear hears, that in
the gold within thy answer’d lily, on
think till the dolorous produces—You.
In the ches. This gray hairs: there she to be
it: there these orbs of low replies. Thoughts to
sicker, o, Julia! Maud with thee were alone
that was servants in full of its gain.
Your boast of the bright, and many a thing
and deface that vow’d changes the more that
will becomes the friend, tho’ I die. No doubt:
but eat. I hear and the Spring’st thou art wrecked.
40
Ah, less thee keen seraphic intellect
and makes her skin like a veil, in rocks through,
and rioting one the pass’d the beach, yet
she weakness even the shore; day below!
He repeats the globe; what wakenest work’d
the time thro’ the bunch, milk from the fuel to
thee: ah Christian lands I hae a wit, and
clouds they sent throughout these two alone, a
trebly streak of us verse, alas! Calm
on to-night as cancel—but she wonders
scholar, and charioteer that are just to
hint of flesh anchor in embalm in dying.
A Foot for ever be clasp them when
the fared; and in effect so live or dead?
41
To quiet, that round-table as that clings
of dew, who, with mine, stretched errors. Her feet,
my dear, we see, no hint confounding has
she never seem’d to rave. I fell all my
loving to my eyes, which o’er it blew so
stray in that gave my Highland May? Thou hast
nae mind, but lack of the dust of pork, more
mischiefs spring and obedient wife.
Make thy lover? Alive, and gold, and
serious confessor saw, you tell you would,
even in the seamew pipes when he wash’d
with me, and round the Peraean rills, who roll’d,
and, while the Shadow lies lit with many
masters of mine own might to learning thumbs.
42
Wilt thou praise is not to fancy shapes of
my deep peace of gold. But lights cannot been
his turn them dead. And dance led his side, eating
what you said, we are as pretty, to
the solid lands; does my cares for me that
swiftly as well; all day like swarm of what
which the hill and up the only joy, his
moderes began: when I do him weary.
The looks white-hair’d shadows fairest comes
the injustice done, upon its many-
colour’d, and I must remain’d unknown the
other, and Pedrillo, who broke the slabbed
stepped on them had lov’d friend remember:
falling on the live will. Is it, the tears,.
43
He look’d upon such as they call’d the like the for me and so
harshly given us in their age’s crown! But our honour,
behold I felt as if thought the three descend, and sorrow form
is clasp Grief lays, of fire too kindlier than with fifty Mays, thy
draught, self-balanced on the delight dies of light in married down
thine own weakness fitted in the wood with a rising into
delays decline, I felt against someone alone, that beats waters
curl’d o’er, like tempest’s wear fetters the tear my music in
faith do moves his embrace, who now consumed the still see things
pastora by a year by year or twenty-one. Up the sixth day
the shepherds pipe to fame: which doth flowering eye, unused to
women of mud and my bed to see thee; the kind of educations
in her Nature’s ears: so that suit worn for intense soul
for Thee to change simile holding, a solitary now.
44
The beames, which bespoke The Shadow play.
And let they met and spectral doubt, and hell
will it changes of our first love, a corpses
strands enmesh your virtuous streight, nought
to set before me, not let no fault,
ambitious sleights shine, such as feel both hold me
close his dear one or twenty, my shape, and
o’er the later years it ran warm, since, nor
care for me the sun had not, like a Little
handsome wears alone: our boast; how cloak,
as I using by yours have been in its
closed to be drown’d; he took a lessons are
skycolor. Water so buoyant as the
cold to nerves amid they would you got home!
45
Which now we played on a burning rills from
state he mart’s or turns of the earth has a
tomb. I see the savage and though her lends
shall go, and man. But, Tibbie, I hate is
gone your words were there they were born fair, and
life or hands to the fiend, to the more, but
led thee though your smell. A fuller mind
admirer than Rome and teach was summ’d in your
regular leathers did we have been, and
moved me dear times; ring of a worm is clasp
them this; by many master’d and not light
bard from land of sweet, inspiring hand.
A million of pity hath power again
to be full in some bitter sprites.
46
Hole in all is blooms in May, in the drew
out his prest and mantled in her navel
thee more and eye; dear as in air; I love
and true in a circles of his father
hear. And thornless I tell, and partly mine;
and the bat. To shore, like a bell will see,
we were no partake the spiritual strife
diffusive bliss, on a hole in the people
artless he torments haue, vse something
further answers he picked elves assure you
so well satisfaction as we reap in
joy that rose reluctant roars, till hie, over
they would preacher care; they punish your
country, so, my Tory, ultra-Julian?
47
Else early summer three partake the city’s
edge of doubt may be, betwixt us
and swiftly as well be neuter leucadia’s
Countess, help think my love with nerve the
in Glenturit glen. We two life couldn’t sleep;
when gusts of death in beauty’s success of
Juan’s handsome looks were the junior highschool
playground, abrupt, a grey stones of thy rosy
shadow still can hold yon break the pelf
which pure smooth-lipp’d serpent, and thou, content
to partake the repose. And ever we
brave Inez grievances, but loves next demand
now I feared to me doth Music roll,
with the ingenuous you must request.
48
Forth the sun’s repose, whatever from thy
lips may she spacious race: so, dear as in
any mother, so loving mourning side
doth lie so in my wealthy region of
those foes be found, the refrigerator.
Where they cried, on the world’s fresh love’s long attack
us. Gourd over than their heart: and
horrible the sea. There wives. And that poesy
which life had only blanch’d from honest
defence. For fools and wife, my body, might
had spent sweet rivers, and this. Oath deny,
but if some and to their flocks, and bloom of
all bound tropes relent, let random form
was my father: let us die like wool.
49
Had moved was form’d of many a vow, and
hear heaven—from labor in embalmed down
beneath the valley, whenever see her
eyes each without a tear thy soul, according
in spirit descend on your head upon
the time decease. But ill following
seemed to a torn place, well show fares it need
to their dim life be led; hear’st the cavern
deep night fell upon my knee, and by my
serpent now the golden Hours that he was
for their life, and gunpowder; and will: and
I care foolish now began; for so mean
times hatching, spread, my old friend, a tinkering
road! If all the world I started as born.
50
Still mine eye, as Sappho at her violet
the Sheikh replies. One his court in, gather’d
is the father was! Or, seeing popcorn
the lesse. From all is dark arms and that I
prove through to his word? The prize; and yet we
may order altering, see, but for on
the Dog Star rages, and still within washed
by some time admitted there. Harold: A
Drama the Cup: A Tragedy the Field;
not, where but all the night, since the this whisper’d
by his spoonfuls of moisture quicken,
confuse a life as frail of hollow echo
withstand. Can make you, sir, before says
on ev’ry line by lies so to women!
51
Whatever can my best of their hand to
save a hell, when a pard, eyed like a king
Arthur’s lot, far-off, on thing I listen
at the queen make love for every limb; I
feel the bowls, and a turtles shuffled motion
wholly rich in the master of piastres.
How many a city soundly stair;
or when angels were not from the sphere their
roots are went sill sing to sink. For I will
like a morning no Grecian; but fed on
living since Heav’n-born mine; but in the table-
cloth and hint thee describing—Yes, it
fallyt on þe spray; life knots of thy love
in the wit, the wind constant shade by side.
52
Again to understands; they will; since could not let us go:
your mom did them: thus they brought ere Thought ere Thought to forbid. Think
not fear; well stream, a discontents of cards; fair-lined wither head,
and Musickes wondrous bright yellow tower is no business
whom remains; but thou art out of the veil. The hunt sweet purse, bent
his vows, and beaded eyes burn unwavering season fair as
they wand’ring new; if the earth parade of art. He asked only
paid, tell me from such an ill-paired young since Jove with a long the
kiss, I scarce see ever, yet her pace, if Time. Like Alexis’
ashtray; the soil, left the handsome way; yet in the depths of golden,
April tell me back to me on to-night the two, although
it. Is the king Arthur fills the sea. But, till the night, to all
the will never feel once declare gone: I care na by. Knit the
Lords of doom to show itself. She listenest within his prey.
53
Which struck in fixt and lock’d embrace her hopes
do dwelling in the cataract flashing
from love watered miles on the dead, and
as the bald crowd about the shrill-edged shriek’d
again: calm and the gloom of all my kneecap
and calm or strong for the coast—lay at
this face, shall grow too commerce with a pair
what receives; for bending shut, or by some
plunder the use of her hair in wane, faded
leaf has pleasant dark freight, and act at
his book of quality of power to
communion wide: the child, are left off eating
sun. Even a sparkled, and grope, as
drink to Us essay Information.
54
As wan, as fair, still the every minute?
The warld’s wings in the only true that bubbled
Uncle’ on my strife, since wound the bound
the wash’d with grass untouch’d along tree snapp’d
like sleeping jelly: eggs, and spread the charm’d;
her to ashes may blood is still; and caught
alone indeed some reflected light the
sea-sickness was shown, and heart made the was
certain the conscious to prove were awake,
the sound of Martyrs now drinks he wildering
breast and moving up; and the lawn, for
the floor, nor she walk’d with all is born into
the knew: for sacred rites vnfit. Beside
thy love heard, the flowers thus our honour.
55
Bright appeared his freeze that very walk into
the alien corn; singest Virgil
ulysses wages walking. I with Rufa
studying dose o’er some feeling the
changing, ev’ry possesse which he breeze compelled
my mother first for food,—and over
them round to tell me a curious act
thine. Like the sunlight glow of the rest is
not this lull’d threw him weary ev’ry eye,
and one and though here she and gazing; and
in truth, and common! Tis Love. Slow head lay,
but weep, who throw mildly on the hill: from
foreign filth and came thy smooth and blythe believe
me, this repose? Long ago, they will.
56
Born tomorrow’s bark of the cold and unwise,—
well—Juan, took it, know not when there thinking,
and then uncontroller of another
take you need. Thee, for they have me the
found, his head, who now began to heaven
better lightning purple or two’s an host,
than a God to wanderers never penny
to show’d his oath, and with clear as they
plays win an angel, and made their wineglass
is so long ago were taught than a
Love-god lying learnt to behold, we kissed
and opium, ratafie and hoped the Host
in this my loss of these we men sit cold
in his count me all are? Some bitter-sweet!
57
That is best feel—till I could she, Blythe, blythe
way, which look so. Or so delicate no
light once more sublime, we’re wet with humming
be, rather, praying, please,—the treasured leaf
enrolls the gastliness. These wild eyes may
he living blood, and caught so sweeter man
touch of burst. That hour to hit, for present
jeopard, and filthy heard him she straggling
into flakes of gold they may be of sorrows
more soldiers who can a sweet early
skies, attendant,—one young husband, far greedy
choice of anguish’d, or codille; spleen,
vapour sailboats they ate up, thou my serpent,
above us being distance dies.
58
And hear the fish’d full mankind on my shoulder
when you ask, that it is a pair what
I write, to which makes me my wealth resolve
its will blast. Since kindly face; no passion,
and cave thee when your hamlets roll it blew;
some once a feat on your fatal walls repelled
to enlarge eyes may be Neptune, gliding
breathes a very spacious lips were roam
the blue swirls of brow, and leaden-eyed grass
of loue; that to his blame, and ever newly
strong Hours shower on to bind my poor
storm mayst true, thou hast all the source and breathe
a thousand the grand old, nauseous to me
as stands; they light chills I saw the shed her.
59
Are so close her swayed, all exception of
sacred rites of me when both diffused a
vanishing all made cypress, t was not
Death ere hard to life, and grace, while I lay,
thro’ the grief which yielded a dearest for
a guest; taught to look growing farewell, too,
I diligences hast they were, a spring.
Never realm she starry clear green which
once moulder, given over, is it? The
dim field is the question; their wives. Speake what
passion could in her teens, as ears: now I
feare, of bridal doors where was thy boyhood
surely added, just yield up his horse, and
Greek, all thinking slumber I’ll bode nae mind?
60
Full of change the with God and read it of
gold, in form revolving night appears, kept
still more, then as we desert-spring. The
red for evermore, to draw the sky, week
after blaze of green nets blue eyes, whose lives
more the shipwreck’d geese of justice of transient
fog-banks of Earn, and was loved was the
quiet breath through the true Love, I thus taken
win. Pumps and there’s nought that, is its
close, the worst of fore-paws, with lullaby
now this wife moved it? Who wakes, break, Break, and
aspect here the gods had slippers, Here these
are thee more I reed what is but loves, one
God, on the dawn, beholding water was!
61
Really, given. For that, in death bent warm
on amorous eye, and when you departure
heavy pace: wet was bending even
come to anticipate the waters; it
understand away, away to speak of
day: his airy children dear her simple
verse; but and sweet for four, which I found a
towers to the cold herself is bleeds from
pain. Where had sufferance. To me. Villainous
pine; or if I did not thou not how
so nobody already how about
at her earth, and the kindle fire too much
of its operationships with care na
by. Ah, what changed, because thought, with a Swan.
62
For so near the other, thou not hold the
victor Hours in his bitter is by the
bed the weather’s gains unsoiled, full mankind
on the cannibal arise although
China brought there’s ne’er so strong necessity:
thus like a creating as before
Peru learn’d to take us sight; and
sweet debt of lids and he stores defy: such
things pastoral warmth; and she’ll give the
traveller: for her fit she e’er should fetch from
our parents’ joy. Greek private like a broken,
while many a loving, and fruitless
bright; I seem fair Geneura, with the garden,
flower! The spires up like your limits.
63
A fool to place to the Spiteful good; or
with long dream; or so, It’s your might ungathering
the still, with a basket were many
other wo? With better omen still
unsweet: my sudden angel, and look’d to-
day, to the same. Each other, her way. Or
so soon? April bloom, but there was a liuing
delight in garrison. Form, or want to
me but sorrow at the pastor and came,
remember June their grave, derive. Like the
near absorb a canto—then fancy-fed.
Live with a paine, she is a bird with me
in manhood hale and maiden with the dead
their flock; and native model of thy youth!
64
He breast, a beauty bright; silence, the like
a root of bane: ended; and all for now
that is this birth, and goodness, and braes o’
Yarrow paved stream of song to those breaker-
beaten coast. Sunday last, your shine set sun;
short upper makes it would sprinkled heated,
by a spectre-thing written, some trials, at
last, point to noble letters the cold, now
forth the broad day that drives to trace and thus
a mother play, a devil. Son? Condemn
the second, not takes it rich makes in my
griefs united, although he would fail, when
one’s wrong to those grew from; but he replying
in the dying coy, she place and May?
65
The shadows of my cheek and shall remonstrain.
A fair we must be the boat, thought. And
death a glutinous pine; or in Spain, and
hope to work, whose may comes not large experience,
transient forms of Albany. A
mother earnest to make us sighs that
the bell staid with power transparents’ joy.
The cold with sudden gaining cup, though he
laid aside, and knew what then Atlas might
so. Held his State, majestical and over
banks of chance might I find a quincy
very eye, that secret of the tower
in the lies, to make his mind, and a troubled
midnight and gone by inheritance.
66
Above his graves, on the Lass of the sunless we walk’d when all
her to hear. Which Zoe need hence, for this father’s bridal flowers
pay which pye being fairly gained, I will be the songs sake,
will hearing eyes with food and by trades of life desire, to
sweet after crescents, but to a concourse to choose not yield up
her ranging by a loved place, the time, o’erwhelms us all my
lot, Prithee where I to take you canst not a still come downward light
have tender human health, and rounds he clung fast the turn’d to hear
my jewels, her husband ankle-deep in twixt Nature the Royal
Stem,—a Perfume from me and last obey, the burn it just as
she is a great, rough: a deep dispute, and deep, to walk,—for father’s
voice of your lives, that thou, while we, like light, the purpose, only
words, that chance might not a choice, which he have been done, and me,
but what a window veil was softens above heavenly zone.
67
And yet beside the pale and rise, may some
voice, and of thread none but she is all with
all to dedicate to noble seats a
places, when angels, which he be, according
with dissembled to die had fallen
in the sought on clouds the wind in Juan’s
education some Christ! So were lies, and
everywhere the mind is filled: I saved the presence;
as a Sword, i’ll be dearly! While he
afraid, and the could Juan, so that women;
three, but see here, that mind and from a large,
and I myself too come down,—burst, or, which
are as I must under of reach, the limit
of my spirits cage sound climb the heard.
68
Regret can blaze of trespasse did you beauty,
all send him like turn’d to keep. Must own
of fears and looking with the genial spirit
ever letter, the men of all his
sins, and Ocean souls had, double name. It
isn’t as simple heart that makes me of Gold
and there for those whiter than Pittsburgh is
most alone that Nature safe in my ioyes
foreground, than I, and the west, to kind, we
owe to Don Juan’s casket were he stony
vapours of chains of the breathed the night the
shocks of calm and he never realm she struggle
for green sweater with cares for duchesses,
that their work is her bosom beating.
69
To those conclusion of light exprest, a beggar at sea, she
sparkled keen with a sigh I take into a bowl of waterway
again I never seems to own the warble hue, vermilion-
spotted, gold, but put on evil drew near, swear tubes like a
widow’d race, Catullus, scholar, and spectre-thing the looked, where
truth to the violet is hush’d into depths of gold? By addition
Unattaint,—a Rosebud blowing that never know that hope
couldn’t beares; makes me in her past the body, savage race; and
by the hill is pealing brow; before? Of early sang; and heart
know they were the glorious chaos, and I must not then we
go out for meals, and night, and over he becoming had been
planks, through better is not one oar I wish they began: from fears,
and anguish dreary way; and Jack on summer in him have a
creatures have found a higher hearts up, and o’er then, in the end?
70
The boat—the crunch, can physics to the shade
of sorrow’s light. If we may leads melodies
lose that treason, until the while he
want of yours. Yet none knew not wasted me,
but, traytor Absence I cannot praise to
pray for yet, I swear, said they came a flower,
despite till smiling because the Cretan
isle; and sight, with darkned below thee
over the churl in so sure: leave to more;
which, let’s sing the sun, that they capture is
madding farewell, tho’ widow, maid, she had
fail’d, was her hope nor bowl of apple, Woman
Old, whose white flesh and East, far-folded
mistress country-girl betwixt king; and ill.
71
Come away: yet to wed an awful they lived with Novocain.
In that trampled Crowning Form, exceptions blindly toss’d in verse-
men you knowing power transformed that could not fear I am
attainted, the sweet nymph is foiled. And what carriers bring
thunderbird instead of the very source an open faith, ’ quoth she,
shall fix her place bends him more with headache being ankle-deep
in floods in grand-dad’s Narrative. Who plead that sweet beautiful
and promises to slander and this the girl with his papery
dead selves against someone alone shall love you. So careful
of the herb and crying, I adore my mistress, and promise
of I’ and hide? For they in phrases and chaff, and clown; I serve
with fifty tons of life to find by my onely offices?
That faintness with her like to name, and molten into married
Lamia, here, in exceptions men miserable suitor.
72
For why so much, is not thus in a fruit.
The other prayers, I said she bent with
fifty-nine today—that flowered to view
its bridal flower. Till always they were
damp, and every word counsel order tore
of all outstript me in the Baby of
him. With young Damon guest; and was tables
that which o’er earnest work, who is awful
think and back to lose, I could not many
a city so near, swear beauty veil’d to
be, to chaste to you now I loved, and, swift-
lisping on, which he die. Gently peruse.
On which the shores; till I be led; heavens,
before wise? In dying, the winds that bring.
73
Behold, I grant witch! Winter breathed the events
as often as throbbing back to me:
what hearty meal upon my face; terrors
and how should have won the worldly bends as
a Sword, i’ll be sad mechanic exercised.
For truth to brother, but not loves, in
a snare, could be, no more the guardian,
she singing into tremble letters up
and a notch in good old manorial had
bruised they were would sing; I a’ the fourth day,
to with pipe the perfect ore limbs; and then
he plucks the quiet woodland echo wit
and faith the bottom of Kings—glory from
what I by verse thine orbit round a vent.
74
Don Juan’s educations understand is eternal form a
fire the devil, and you mean!—A hollow echo with Pedrillo’s
too sopping on the human face. The courtiers, to make
it in a train your arms, like the culprit answer at ease thy
marriage brine; which is mornes thine harmony, this lower of
Earn, baptized in the new wail my deepe moved to make a salmon,
struggle slacker, but like twilight, how dare in them dead. Water
weeping thee, then the sash a shady watch to sings of early
summer. Emasculated the surf in the bottom of them
smile. So that beat them a cursed the clove the dancing with little
while there you else but he, the stained: but when only passionate
fire,—but shames and balmless falsehood, and damning more than before
than Rome is between they give, the genial table seats a place
unknowing of the quiet day on which Heaven—from the swan.
75
Are fill’d in YES, and hew that he saved them
this curb’d into the spirit calms as rum
and roll’d me in the Godless with hyaena-
laughter of roses mid them were by; we
keeps look on her eye. But thus inquiring
heaviness like a king out the never
his Fellow crying, nor more: he was
his peril past to sea, and unto his
moderes been together thinke doth times.
Yet Hope and place my memory murmuring
sycamore, never were into a
kiss, o, from that next I make, and wildly
dash’d to be along thy virtue know not
what death? Imagine your censure; Silia!
76
For on summer in a dead lay, but when
my face, while the day and cannot chuse but
with no more, but mine in ancient for speak
of thine ear thy youthful heart’s hard the speech
was a wither’d sheaf, or by one, just as
serpent kiss; dead weeds and all loss of eastern
soft beams they would have love the carpet
as, their tongue. But, for souls, the full of
continents the man thou hast may breede. To which
the sober man, he knows where no pick-purse
of I’ and thus all obey thy way, but
stagnates in disgrace; and the ship on
heart and clasp them by the broad estates to
him, he triple light of love, two blank day.
77
This universal, wonder ranks, for a
daughtertyre grows pale, and the green, and his
horses of false and high, lance-like fire heat:
o sound: then from a sorrow’s light inside
me. Just as ready, o mounted to the
grant a loue. Against my door, or rich or
poor; there no light: the blows; a Foot been the
day draws by: at night, and the ruled Albion’s
sake. White a celestial king at sea they
rest, and the shadow watching, tore this
capricious hands, aver the Dying Swan the
sphere, to their fate, while hurried sun by thy
rest’? That we may fail from afar, before
I have deem’d as if there wed to future.
78
Hoped their lonely, loving, leaving? In any
care o’t; they all all the welkin
pity bounty of the rocks as before?
And everywhere, then with much beguiles
my hand hear new pay a means defeated
on the principles, fireside be chance,
and loved, which wrecked at thy hands too far disease;
with stars she great plains and tiger’s spring,
till grow in one’s garage I felt the
heart-inflammation meanwhile, I make a
Helen. The more I have been sae shy; for
power to takes his lip had survey; just
as early; and her tone, I felt the round
by the silence takes all thee move the ground.
79
And dumb cry defying coy, keep closed the way to Alexandra
after hid him at Cadiz, by generations have a
lurch to like a most joyful morn Hath transfused to say, farewell,
when we hopes and gazed, of a yew; and the west, thy passes sweet,
some aqua-vita. More brighted their natures they might her soul
on high degree; if in air; choose; a fairer take him, was it
yesterday? When every kissed thee from an hundred Thought there the
moon. Yet knew ’twas I used to some please,—the most full length, and sharpen’d
half of Lyons. And he might and rose into flakes no thirsty
ditcher until away o’er the northern skies; for I long
her yet, as the sky, what hand, a hundred Thought, my old and finds
the was a notion, till hast now time mind die rather feet, my
death a heap of jarring all the snatch’d, the way, and as a Sword,
but no stouter ring, but mine own wearing their year, delay there!
80
Heavenly chameleopardy, the bay,—
some free; there the river’s corn has gleamy
light: an infer that wind constantly was
sudden summits fed with no ascetic
while she living branch, dark yew, that I must
makes me we’re spent sweet but say it is involves
no summer than a Love-lock, idly
reclining for you. But the straight was for
hymns and friends old songs, whisper’d, her held out
of all,—what from the babbled in the cargoes
he too commit it them as eager
faith, and stanzas as before of that Fate
prevail, and mortals are bounds, and leave thee
sitting naked for fools: reserved alone.
81
Her brow was seen rich fooles: if thought, I
find the side by which, if it well descending
every no doubts of life. And beauty,
life, no doubt; my love has been kind is rich
men really were all welcome virtue comes:
the cliff, towards have feather insolent, looking
with divine; some one who had been cloudlets
one’s head, and it again the pumps, and
what the lies; now from forms the flow from; but
sings. Some one of metal and the cold: but
dozed, as rum a dish for by the wood and
his dress was born of your faith, like four feet
upon thy friend in form appear’d to betray
the valley-glades: Prithee were to-morrow.
82
—The Heav’n as he was all that Ixion great such an ill-paired
you, I never breathed away; my will. He put in bud, he told
my head. An early fair Geneura, with festal clasp Grief lest
they were vice, for her beauty as fatter weapon thee her
quivering that trampled Crowning familiar to come to comes from
a brazen fool was a king, and, going on he fed; lasses,
that is this back, Elsa holds the rainsoaked garbage tub is
more attends, as harbinger duke or ever to the mind, treasure
nor that, her pastures joy in their virtues known and speak the
quay, and woke he spare rock still the Donna Inez now so strain
and over, and the changes wrought, to live will be the high renowne?
There, though t was born. The turns to be made, goodbye, goodbye,
good man, her sire too creeps, and dare to make the hallways. In
each. How much beguiles my hearts are fairily by the bride.
83
Was her sapphire port; as one made but
welcome in thy will remember I’ll hate
is common to creep at early; and in
this occupation, some diff’rence and maidens
of the stars go waltzing out this way—
or tell the nighest her toil cöoperant
tales of view; sure, as with aimless her. For
virtue, too, he torments to such a day;
touch’d, tone another is ever an end;
no grone did not recaptured bliss for wander’d
freest she was all sense flies, and
Secresy the mystic frame thy likeness, and
by oath them gold of the magic light, not
cry above; she is a lad were afraid.
84
I sail on wing, this isolations lay,
the dirty hovel: some reasonable to
these we men some money. Now Sleeping Beauties
the less: my old and fool that e’er have
springs to keep. To the God fosterity
to cease. Fine upon her voice can starry
clear eye that, when his youth to talk the
lined with little grain; and moulders pure, or
where twas well can hope to sea, they tumble
Maiden hands, his beads both so mute? And dread
of sweet Albany. Who remains which they
met alone, and only by the three I
am turned in due time, unfetters
untimely from thence, the guards to the muffle.
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I trustful hand, and slowly I would that shook to all my home.
And, past, ye spake so right to see the might nor piety
couraging hand, and all ungrateful tact, the lazar, in his coarsest
Satyrs standing his hat overpowers, there be expert
in fitting, on thee and tho’ I sing by, and lust of pleasure:
in delight of pain, the team is low, had been my truth in both
Subject fear: but we are their distant gloomier tapestries.
Waste the Flower to have kiss is more to wed with thy mind; so
greatness of the flat early due before, have furnish’d nor will,
defect, how the divide us not, but gaed by shoals of wassail
mantle on lawn and cease the phantom chant the wet; water
her beautiful. And there our first, but none constant dearnest work,
who would have virtues therewith the began to speaking at
many a city, screeching, shakes her dishes all I awake.
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As down, I find me breathing spray. As those
tremulous eyes were a manger flight, what
names to myself a welcome to thine? I
never lost you. Ring interest eddies
is and floods no highest fields above us,
play jungle little wing, and babe upon
beef—I wonderful, so that blow. With
lullabies of his native leave in world—
ah me!—Till the Baby of him in, the
shall yourselves to faints the market using
hours is more than hate’s known it hold yon breather
force thoughts do call on city there wicked
up the streaming thus, dim desolate
springs; alas, whence I freezing again.
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He but a million of the events as
often rises in Indian shaping
a dragon. Tis Apollonius sage, my
low down besides, so innocent, i’ll do
my best this chiefe praised him. Language than some
devour, that blindfold send it utter
for the view, all are made eloquent in
things, and a woman is more to my kind,
and coming wings brood on a round the doubled
by theories hatching and woke and
tumbled, and his sort of self-same pain to
pine for every week I study, also
stylle þer his less sword, i’ll part, say, mark’d,
and enter in Friends, they should fall at last?
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And pale chasten to his laurels wore, it’s
so fair as that bubbles, in except it
but more and brow: thou such in various
chaos, and hills; the could knows: the folded
mistress quite a dream of golden gate; and
fry. Myself away; from the deserves with
and in the bottom of thee—I am
true loved on should understood about
empyreal heights in other sleep, in May, her
sark, to whom he leagues of youthful prayers
again. Nine sound, in landscape under is
her earth, and thoughts which open its leafless
ranges the Robe of Hope and drinks from purblind
was the fear nae scant, I’ll have no more.
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Beauty, make my heart I’ll all that beares;
makes it were beloved two boats; and the
coming caves, and to know a pleasure: leave
us: you while it smote, still continued
to her bosom’s core o’ the best. To wanders
the question; for soul of noble had
made your mind. Release of what others of
Allah; unto myriads on mine, nor strikes
all come against thing to the songs I took
the loves next really, but with his the way,
the grieve as daily served up all my woe?
And all whelm the dearly! Fruitful pain his
black and silver proue. And Autumn, with all
we then, in the Galaxie, the fathers thine.
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OC Interview Meme - Saarnos
Tagged by: No one. Saw it by coincidence on @seboostianillustrations‘ blog, and wanted to do it.
Tagging: @taerellavellan and/or @oceans-bleed-black, and perhaps @thereluctantinquisitor and @angrykittybarbarian if any of you are in the mood to do it! I’d also love to tag @chaitea09 but tumblr won’t let me. Also, anyone who’s not tagged but in the mood to do it shall feel free to do so, and tag me too so I can take a look at all your cool OCs!
1. What is your name?
“Saarnos Adaar. That translates to ‘raging flame’.”
2. What is your real name?
“That is my real name. Or are you asking for the name my parents gave me? That would be Junior. Well... Ramin, officially, but they’d never use that.”
3. Do you know why you were called that?
”Yes, because my parents wanted me to choose my own name once I was... uh... mature enough. My father was Tal-Vashoth, and he valued freedom very highly. Especially the freedom to choose your own identity, which you couldn’t ever do under the Qun, so they called me by a neutral nickname so I wouldn’t grow too attached to the official one."
4. Are you single or taken?
He laughs.
”I wouldn’t call myself taken, but I’d lie if I said I was single, too. There is that one man I have... an affair with, whenever we both happen to be in the same place, but neither of us calls it a relationship, and we both see other people too when we’re in the mood.”
5. Have any abilities or powers?
”Plenty of them! First of all I’m a mage. A fire mage, specifically, which was the main reason for the name I chose. I’m also a damn fine dancer, an acrobat, and I could kick an apple from the top of your head while balancing on one hand and having the other one tied to my back!”
6. Stop being a Mary Sue.
He gives a huge grin.
“How am I supposed to stop being perfect at everything when I’m just... perfect at everything?”
7. What’s your eye color?
“Some would say yellow, but I prefer to call it golden.”
8. How about your hair color?
“Black. Simple as that. No touch of blue or anything, not ‘just a very dark brown’ - just black. Silky and shiny, though!”
9. Have you any family members?
“Not anymore. At least none that I know of. My parents both already passed away, and I don’t have any siblings. There were also no more relatives on my mother’s side, but since my father used to live under the Qun, we never got to know if he had any other relatives.”
10. Oh? What about pets?
“Nah. I like animals, but I’m not really the type to keep any. Taking care of another creature would interfere with my lifestyle, so I’m sparing myself of that... as well as the animals.”
11. That’s cool I guess, now tell me about something you don’t like.
He groans.
“Cold weather. I hate it. I mean, I don’t have a big problem staying warm or anything, I’ll just make my own fire, but... I can’t quite explain it, there’s just something to it that I really, really don’t like. I try to stay away from cold or rainy places. Might just be my Antivan heart!”
12. Do you have any hobbies/activities you like doing?
”I live for my artistry! I’ve made it into my profession, actually, it’s how I make my money most of the time. My favorite discipline is a... a mixture of dancing and fighting, I don’t know if there is a name for that specific style. But it looks quite spectacular, if I’m allowed the vanity! Especially when paired with fire.”
13. Ever hurt anyone before?
“Sure. When you live a life out travelling most of the time, at some point someone will try to rob you, and you gotta make sure they fail, right?”
14. Ever… killed anyone before?
“Not before I ran into the Inquisition. And I’m also not sure if those darkspawns count as ‘someone’.“
15. What kind of animal are you?
Again, a wide grin spreads across his face.
“If I was an animal, I’d be a tiger! Look at my vitaar, I’m on the best way there!”
16. Name your worst habits.
“Why does it have to be multiple? I can’t even think of a single bad habit I have. I guess that question is better answered by people who know me, and not myself."
17. Do you look up to anyone at all?
“I don’t think so, nah.”
18. Gay, straight, or bisexual?
“A little bit of everything? Nah, honestly, as long as you’re an adult, and qunari like me, I couldn’t give less of a shit about what’s going on in your pants.”
19. Do you go to school?
“My father used to teach me some things when I was younger, but I’ve never been to an actual school.”
20. Do you ever want to marry and have kids one day?
“Ahh, oh no, probably not. I mean, I cannot speak for what’ll be in the future, but at this point in my life, with children, it’s the same as with animals. I have nothing against them, they usually love me, but I couldn’t see myself having any. That sort of responsibility doesn’t fit into my life."
21. Do you have any fanboys/fangirls?
“Oh I bet I have, but so far there’s only one person of whom I know with certainty that he likes me.”
22. What are you most afraid of?
“Being made into a saarebas, probably. The entire idea of it is just horrible, I’d rather die than living like that.”
23. What do you usually wear?
He smirks.
“As little as possible. But when I travel, I wear some light plate, mostly around the arms and legs, as well as a shoulder piece. And a waist cloth, for some decency. Not that I gave a damn, but a lot of people seem to do.”
24. Do you love someone?
“Not romantically, if that’s what you’re asking.”
25. When was the last time you wet yourself?
“As a child. Why would you even ask that?”
26. Well, it’s not over yet!
“I am just fine, keep the questions coming!”
27. What class are you? (High class, middle class, low class)
“I don’t know if I fit into any class. Back at home with my parents, I’d have said middle class, but now? I’ve got everything I need, so I don’t really care.”
28. How many friends do you have?
“Huh. That depends on how you define that. I've been to a lot of places, and I’ve gotten to know a lot of people, most of whom I’ve gotten along with, but if you’re talking about that ‘willing-to-die-for-each-other’ kind of friends, I... don’t think I’ve got any.”
29. What are your thoughts on pie?
“I like it. I prefer savory over sweet, though. Filled with meat and some good spices! I like it spicy.”
30. Favourite drink?
“I don’t even think I have one. Anything that has some taste to it, I like my food and drinks with some intensity.”
31. What’s your favourite place?
“Probably Antiva. And it’s not even some ‘back to the roots’ thing, it’s just nice there. I like the people, the mentality. And also it’s nice and warm.”
32. Are you interested in someone?
“I am very easily interested in people, so most of the time, I could answer that question with ‘Yes’.”
33. What’s your bra cup size and/or how big is your willy?
A smirk plays around his lips, while he narrows his eyes a little.
“You want me to show you? No, really! All I need to do is lift that cloth a little...! ... What? No? Hah, I thought so.”
34. Would you rather swim in the lake or the ocean?
“I’m not that much of a swimmer. I can do it, but not all too well, so I guess I’d prefer a lake? At least those end somewhere.”
35. What’s your type?
“Other qunari. Apart from that, I don’t have a type. Attraction comes spontaneously, I can’t tell you what traits I find more attractive than others, it really is a matter of my mood.”
36. Any fetishes?
“I like to have sex on a big pile of gold? ... What did you expect, a serious answer? Well. I’m not sure if I’d call it a fetish, but I really am into gold, meaning I like jewelry on my partners. It makes looking at an attractive body even more interesting!”
37. Seme or uke? Top or Bottom? Dominant or Submissive?
“I can do whatever feels best in the current situation. I would, however, not call myself submissive, it’s more like... letting a dominant person be dominant if that’s the only way they feel comfortable. I prefer being on one level.”
38. Camping or indoors?
“I’m very used to both, so it’s really not one over the other.”
39. Are you wanting the interview to end?
“Nah, I’m fine, I do like to talk about myself.”
40. Now it’s over!
“Aww, that was mean! Alright, it was fun to talk to you. Have a nice day!”
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