#gorm the languid

[libidomechanica]

Listens to thee

A ballad sequence

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Disgrace; and I fly, to lived too     little snakes of all that sweet; but beauty’s dead brow not who     come as the faring of

right. But still I see. That Yermoloff,     or Momonoff, or Scherbatoff, or abused its tenant     of full clear as words

wouldn’t say the phrase is that extreme     verge, and alone on the least surpasse, most sweetness skies above,     below, her managed

by thy soul out the stept—then the     skies more square, when neither children nursed sort of all is, when     will be sport—of hair rising

the lyre, and left undone to     each wave often haue behote him those temper; but ye may     chance of it were fanciful;

she greened fields—and night visit.     They fear, then this. No one who dies, say of your indiscretion     seems Love is allotment

where to burdens were clever,     then my dream, as read? A voice as dry as we won’t analyse—     our strife arose, and

wipe. Ear, no false Art what if so     timid air is blood was hidden kind revell’d as wheat … it     makest watch of day and

marble, we’ll measurable Knight;     she is a morning, she saw that clean, were to say, This poor     rhymes nothing the wheels wind.

All the answer him like a gem,     and summer’s blown do but pray for the eye of having no     hear my mother without.

The year waxed very word in my     fashion. That column was gray: I laid he, I would set that     made the Rust Belt mode—work

hard, have been faithful to this, and     then do mine only dower, shall be my rival, the facts! If     it gives us ourself

being mute, who thus blanchingly,     with the grass crook. The sweetly she, without transcended but     spotte, which is many a

hero’s lot, and here one new tear     arose in poesy, unless caravan; and I loathe through     dooms of man. Yet what is

he remain! Was told their eyes of     an Italians, as the Widdowes daughter, and of it     heavens,—because I love

or a girl with treble soft as     a swallows, borne away. Is in her that have love was better     love. Listens to thee.

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A message sense; no summer’s sense.     A bushy brere, the damn’dest partake a truth—i say they     were so Heaven, her better

understand. And delight! Bout     the crew; in multitude, as thou art my hair no paints at     least, hail, and went by murmur

of a pistol, where abundancy     is wrong with oyster- shells: streets, after Winter common     sempstress. That in thy

dearie! Colors is thinking the     rotation, and but never collide? Who say he put then; as     the casket of seldom

commit to half of gently stroke     surprising mowers do not why, but as a Cairn Gorme, being!     This man so good,

transgresses from her breath, when others     read? Unfit to make fine a fault of silent seems he’s right     and stealing on the light.

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Tis torture and smiled as if she have accused me     of pain with her pillow bend; nor shall not much bigger fellow, when I heard,—all these effects     suffice what an unthrift in the

lonely men breathe mystic offices, so those cannot     skill to be loved a little waves thirstye payne. Chloris, the bed to this, all art: he still,     and faith nothings thoughts, hart root or the

lawn or up the spot he did me invite to wage,     and only she liked to epaulettes; his quiver shrunk to ’stablish danger was sowne,     warning Coronall: oliues between

border free from a drug that he did see; sweet, sweets     your eyes appeare: love, and bleed. The shock: his airy doubt itself alone, that brings of     desire, give my vocabulary.

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Hands and love your troupes to speak the swell; such heavy!     And it were, across the gem so small. Or glittering, and he himself so languid and     sigh, or whose destroy, record play as

the wa’; the bent to hers, to mix with Gelliflowre     of her falls to see. Very clever fair weathered, fecund, overtall singer, took you     years over; the villainton’—for Fame

sound shall because God made when first thy nation or     breath thy heart’s words would complete, but next amusement which every one to higher end than     their eyes of my bed that love, that flies

in fear Love’s no great cause a lady to ladye—love     drinke nectar mist: curst be those lips, and scarce could nothing buys for no such store, but how his     hour, and thus err, in some leers beating

sheaue, cockel for if the sepulchral gloom enough     within her kind. It is an every moving of ancient stratagems sweetest part, and     forget till the should not die. And the

chief art intense, it was certain half-moon large and     me nigger never white folks hair is first looked and for wrong her glance today—this, and     overworking out my arms in love;—she

was all others crowd confused a main of the robs     thee which evermore endear they shouldst thou wilt, but reverend and curse young, enjoy a sudden     tresses there? And witlesse Colins

owne self would surely dead; corruption leaves loneness     be, shewes loue-though ne’er forget you wilt say more endeavour. And self-substantinople.     On softer rhymes, while from an

attention,—all hope; to love, or sit, the deil a     ane wad speir young—I see, we are all, t is the matter, I am no flattering,     like the Raven, blind, her sad ears like

it toward laughter, their aim, and why to be, to Pan     his own relief! Tis—’t is he remaine, and gentlemen, yet I bare and queuing up     for the memory she loved out my

advice: you are! But a voice is out greatly more:     you have to play us. That only knows were e’er afraid. Her the braw lass made the body     has taken. By carrying sail

with ripeness ever be the watch the Shore to     shed not a treated moment sections love canonical, and lose her mither’d with me:     such for maddening sun; conspiring wind;

or on a half-reap’d full of blood was beyond the     compress, nor Lawes, and I her sight. But for loue, within the rugged rynde, and breast. Be scorns     and fry. My backward too. Our spirits

grew alone. All those who live; you would melt a harp-     strings its dose;—hers was most begin without some still to make no praises ever sing we     would obey a shade, when it grew the

ceiling rose that ends me fall sorts of blue: ’ o, Lady     of their little droops her spacious thou hast no more, and lay at all, pondering home.     A singly crown the dust. Was left both

sides that I had thrift in a sheeted water was     an every line farm is rather joys: the beastes to me as the think I should it have     done! Assault and ease: and here right it

little fellow; in fact, if he his starvation;     and Ida in them pleasant: a gentle present, with no less stroke, thou thus some discover     at there, my body has also

carried beach; three instead of as we won’t analyse—     our strife arose, and three wither’d fruit. That mourne, but so imbrace, to eat they which thing     what ends promove: for you are mute; or,

if the show of yestern impulse of my darlin’     darlin’ darling between me and weep over Endymion’s den, so that suited well, ere     men have remember’d my deepest see,

the bonie lass that can finde, cupids knot to rather     more clear fortune’ was in humble duty born a woman is better the daunce more     A slice or nature said: juan was quite?

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The terrible month, your mind, and     may take you all? You must be thought, I will teach youth, all used     the last line of us—

a watches. See him sword. Along;     and darkest shall sum my count—should I begin joy was the     train: but their mere Sense and

delighted match, glance inquired,     Who was the foster-babes of love you do letters rage hys     madding mythological

it was waxin’ weary heart     breaking a boat and express, deigns to this, and thanks me no     more doth sides me not, thought

of woes; your beauteous plight, she had     some conceit; with dew; nor fragrant bank of that he had dwell,     each to chaos, they looked

and after they daucen deffly,     and corruption lack! The brave: and melon, yellow smoke that     says Shakspeare the dirt, for

thee. Which wound? That we are all wear     that’s my Julia’s breaking out my little, but I must be     that fame much in your voice

less be, bearing sun on the empress     lying, kind into thee, my day; then Lambro bade her     beauty’s pride, his mourning

go. Juan and sick withal: so through     our veins, even as might to be market streets of the dews     of Hate, and of pain, but

sought to breakfast, she turn’d his madness     was his pleasure first stare, glare, from my mother than     nominal, to swarm the nymphs,

thy life of joy; praising din past     reason knows; yet never feelings of the next ocean and     sorrow that you deeply,

and look’d up, amaze. A flow just     man. All the Pomp of murmur of a turtle, as that he     canker vice content you?

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That minds admit impediments.     For summer shake thy vertue triumphant, and thou hast passion,     yea, I was an instant clime! So strongly sting voice to lose     for fame—without spoilt children’s eyes dart scrutinizing snow.     Though I must lose hers for

it a heavenly touching prow,     and pity—let me, then put his voice, and sing and kings     peacefully harder to me, and some, in fields—and afternoon     who sang another. And there is completely weep my whole     bone, your crimson clouds all

his gold ingots, like that clean an     angel mind. Him, too, I find virgins bene dryed vp for     hither have founde? On the fruit of love, all pleasure passe     his worth which she doth sleeping sale was Juan, till actions, and     I may e’en gae hang. My

trembling Prickets of the Knight, and     dinna cry. And fall who shall my hemisphere, too—it might’st     flame. They beheld their flight! He found thy morn and having to     Spain and forbeare his whispered legs in a glass eye. She has     constant spring-tides from

the moon has hidden in things, and     as the night shall me from that’s done in which young heart were transport,     gentleman. As the stept—then happy hour, what avail’d     for a Princesse beneath it will she musicks mirth, a good     poem,—for shall flow, a

madness to each. As if to show     false fire I espy walking how earth after terme, my little     dreams that made of. Of Tityrus his country for the     bleeding, now pondering like trickling were: adieu my life     withdrew. Of the flint, as

dart on his Thebes, and flowers: and     a dewy splendid the sharp, on whose worthy of celestial     bodies how the skies, wherein he all-seeing eyes seem’d     a poet’s occupation? My morn and where never agree     the real as a wary,

cool old vices spent, my spring-     tides from my Maw. I’m so entangl’d and brown till air sae     smart, if that hour and of the darkness made the restless praise:     glory earth could be only, silenced him with rainbows, in     royal husband in these,

save breach wave is the same skin doth     scornfully, to live in motion just, no doubt of all! My     deepe furrow speakes for known the mark was his own long the realm’s     starling; why then presage; incertain I love I know why     they han before now echo,

assonance; his Thebes, and your     head as if there, by Stella oft sees to show his count and     in front of our memory: but where rivulet at her     at all. Feels soft, a heavy day of war, ’ but naked of     custom. His motion. And

smiles; and tears, which she made through rather     talk. Then, eu’n of ioyes that she’llsay or done, is pleasant     capital of pain with thee all these noble, her sire’s story     of a coterie. It make love rows, my bowre, that cheerful,     were lies, which will know

its bad forget it should be still     possible and day, like some leers on one singen sooth, thro’     all these effects sufficient reasons should be—a lion’     then unconfined been to her neighbourhood, nor all the birds.     Leads for pearly graceful

bow, as bold as Daniel in the     lightes, the bed to thee to me:—the bed. Besides Platonical,     because more fancie feede hearken slowly, since, absence     is, in her better, be lucky together bread or that     I should farewells. And made

of us ever been; they could     not tell forget some ruffled roof like the chaffe for me. Tis     true mind, have the shall vertue triumphant specie can, more thatch o’er     the disappoint we can explain myself to home     He blush, and half your fair.

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If you and me, curled once I freeze.     But as for my heartache. Bid me to reap hell, power was     warrior’s coldly. Just now

they can not with the unquiet scene;     these greater than life’s race. A better Resolution—is     more ice, and kisses swift.

Not how, but each lov’d Stella euer     he betraide, wi’ Since the fled to behold; last day!     Would, I doubt I am.

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I have treason—Reason hunted, by Death’s neighbor.     All impulse of night waves which should mingle life has rooted in love. A thousands we tooke     song and battery, drawn by the

Phlegethontic rill! Would trance,—well I know they beheld     a spoil I thinkes the grandame Nature of a new how its lipless ample that     Colinet. I have to entranced in like

here is to guides mething tone with the universe?     Strain, like mountains save a fire and which Eve so mix’d with a joy is but a wall, your cart,     driven so wild flowers shalt find. To

the gray sea and cherish no less real. Sweet look’d on     board her feet which truth; and we dreams, on his most precious light, how Phoebus thrill often lie     deepest see, doe not doomed to be the

hardest father spacious methods t is but he     came fervente? Food she blush of brass or hail they were none common sempstress without knowledge,     which, entomb’d the window. He robe doth

frame would be torn. That you permit you both the best     bears it out the women as green like to trail alone cure, like sunny glad to know how     my grave will to disappear, tis pity

Nature self being soul out there. In many     rest’?—Nothing my heart wouldn’t say thus gan he learnd of pain—even Voltaire’s, and to     Where walking on the dawn was natural.

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But, Tibbie, I haunt of the crueltie     farre they had been faithful vein; but I will sink where new milk     o’er silks were gone for who tries? Which are the must ransom me.     Was not say the had thou stil, and faith marble figure, and     always scorch through chill blast

the turn’d her to ask her, it should     look’d on her eye doth make her to enjoy. Was like life’s dry     cork, and the auspices of am thought; and some fine words,     all the sun a shiver’d weed, of small gnats mouth opens four     daughters, be’t in her in

you and something to bathe youth and     been her arms in awful that they are at first in your mind.     Now wee make blunting bloom the most I will to be senses,     or Melancthon, which now it is just the lecture, that’s done     your great, like Fairy Queene,

hye you come, and walk the seraphim,     the listen’d to rave, and calling not pay for a new     acquaintance on his fair of the water under a broken     my beclowded storm, over Endymion will me sooner     had past reason selfe

lies a sort of my hardly could     melt a hair away from her feel my faces. Moss look’d upon     his, now my life and she wept to turn around shadow,     Cynara! Lie withdrew his large dark cloud the Sultan, and     owns the falling, and high—

each broken sky. Thus is deadly     darte. Is when she faith; I love these press’d with the young man, nor     night have to long ere throng, and chain’d, as tedious, preacherly     heavy sleeping like wags new got to say just buriest     the raging fyre, that you

should but several strings are foole     I oft sees the woo’d of the vnwary sheep are less lie     alone on the ornament off the dead, ere tyranny?     And taken within my rhymes, who is not in each endear     the world is chaunting blasted

frame, and my woes with thee against     a warm lake. Ocean an angry asp, there will repay,     for though ice burning to depend: and hard to rave, and nature     of a shade alone survey, forgot, the Dead, and arm’d     for some to live and flowers

your yeare drawn cripples the core;     And how sweet self so late both your love. My husband has a     tomb. Of their steadfast? Unseen with rigorous eye too fondly     on her neare they are, or captain jewelled me of     me: always remember

you add to these great rate. Go tell     thy looks, her wi’ a kiss, I put my arms in awful fold     embrace; for laik o’ gear ye lightly let me not how, and     singen sooth, through that aperture become to hear my sisters     twittered in the

Rauen of Love, the formed, and walk     into mischaunce mought her at night and loued lasse forlorn, and     faces, especially of his laye of faithful vein; but     I want too, vs in the tree fell into the sun and     singular She is fled;

and looking of Destiny house     of the measure than when shee is more him sworder, took the     blow; and sick of an inspired, how dull redeem from my     Injury, thou may pick out shooting sheaue, cockel for that     kind be sad. Is like the

glue that just notes, if we misses     swift I wandred heretofore: the delightfully I ring     of life, just like Pyrrho, on a heaven that keep by child     of yield. I pass that colour a traveller on deep, the     fair-faced Lanskoi. But you

may; take me to resign thy     proportional to myself she dreaming even that he could     remember me; you used to me, ah lette me in. Of midnight     I remember me when Pegasus seem to bear traps     for the ship! Who say just

man; which God hath she have examined,     it might forbad, but now, the Sunne betrays but made the     next morning wan and glorious part that brings my bright routes,     surmounts thou’s fair desire, give me to hustle in     pondering him too; you

wastefull brown, her visage. Though     Amaryllis dancer, much more true calm. Is perjured, as my     bridal night did dwell the right, I feele the middling snow.     As if born a womanhood and the scorn; her to happen’d     to be; or let her many

know. Of all the destiny     convulsed at made a mile of Fate resist: curst be he     I was in clay, the meant. The rigour to exact of gold     ingots, like to her; and there will die of delightful land     their lee—another. By

child is censured by that whene’er     was his prey, as will let me because of my handsome limb     and pain, but fix’d all my pretty follie greeting, that pity,     and course the light to play hard as her blue eyes of that our     cover. But cease to me.

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So much you all? Each day, more can     kill. And his God-knows-what: for none, yet shee florish bloosmes     that seem’d turned over as the his worth, a good to shining     he dying faces Love die young flare understood still,     attending or beaten way

their mates do not less in t: and     much admiring the black eyes already, known themselves into     certain we walking.— In vain—in vain—in vain essay’d     in a cave; and hollow, but I was she talk’d of thou art     now fayre? And mammoths, and

mire, scheming ransackt heart. With     cloaths on, when added sense and touch the breath, bleed away, the     file of a happy show! Had dwells such as any reason     of the mind the rocks. Yet thee possible to dwell upon     me for peace which best bed.

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You are stripped, lovely Davies. To     suppose him stand my own dear brunette company, and the     theaters, to pull downward,

a warm leaden she had either     Alexander crossed long plume, waving, and then did him     in a day of the

presently it was certain that Life’s     great eyes away my dominion: now my shepherds unlike     other summer’s barely

the solar orbit run, but to     life and spin, and pausing as they are like flowers, illumine     us! And breake more.

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Strain of her tremendous tears) dry.     Responds,—as if with my absence, with case; for shame; my eyes     it easier formall rockets of every Christmas game:     althought thy death descend

that I forget till not made this     candid thou hast thou wilt be sayles, which makes the coachman thou,     to what was uncertain of her blue eyes, was not die, the     Pomp of must endure till

action, and adored with his age,     yet look’d dose at thy dear Conversely property and tuned     it vnto her; and water love to elder ladies, say of     yore. And also did Miss

Protasoff the dared not moves from     thy reverence of the moon singing desire; how soon     or late he trod, he fourth placed illicit free, through destroys     most sweet; the scaffolds thee

forsweare, as it malingered     upon her wo; yet ne’er forget, or else to lead to be     recital was once adventures we die. Whom thee, and ward:     I thanke your lovely, Woman

fair, not starte, and inscrutable     the first approach Love’s head grown Latmian steep, and dear object     of gold ingots, like a parish school boys loved the yellow     forest wyde, with case;

but how her begot such for a     Prince of trust, enjoy’d no more, who ruine am within the     long ago was interline withstood by. Out of the sum     could not lose who ne’ertheless

the lingered, fecund, overtall     forget it is so good, not her, Take me to this little     mould, the music and touch on rough, and a man lean     interest, teach others childhood,

nor hours, will be wiser Muses     all, a thousand day; that tilted tiny house is hoarse     and Juan sprung from the rich a one; but the patiently did     see; sweete reward fate which

of our temple when shall of timely     taken to your selves, cloud them cruel, not to be those then     majestic figured in your daughter, their brevity to     come too quiver, and yet

all particulate by pearls. Turns     that cocking could be out them, so intensity of writing     the winnowing a paradox become movements you     to die for punishment?

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Even for so correct an arm!     I at length discloses: but, for a kiss, and what a strange,     strange charms of fearful means new: you’ve supp’d furrowes one, settling     a boat and modest grace of all belli’-thou art so     sordid and shadow’d the

best, but spares that euer last day! Or     broken her whom he slew. How lonely downe on they are in     one profession find thine eies, that surfaces that hearts first     and I will but at the rivulets dance was not much     enquired of the wall she

stept—then Nature former, underground,     which makes dayly mone, was taught to go althought but one     poore worth while Cupid, hauing me, his God-knows-what: for the proved     how vain by thy golden age, yet when the roots and not speak     of the appeal says I

long vine creed and we dream change. My     sheep, leaf and prove’ ’tis Pope’s phrase, beautiful and so a woman     like Moses, other& father turn it in airy lusty     days and cast hem out, as tedious argument of     every vain. Power to

ask his face, his or throat, in mossy     found himself and perfumèd garment’s coil: they could’st there can     say at leaves, whose who building angrily in my father’s     hair was my thigh and light his write; write, but read in the kind     of children still welcome

againe is spredde, it was free, they     call, and I hae seene, or copper—the delight go far, I     hold handmaids bore because he could not sound! His mask of me:     and nothing mynd is death that in the distance avails to     shed and weeks, but like the

confess that evenings hardly heart     is burning from your fair imperial trade of maybe     like an imbecile shepheards Oaten reede, such all kisses     on a sea the boat?—For he had return, I am the     dirt, for a map doth stay!

Its back. The lose who like, that I     dare gain’d to die and shoue, brake ship! And thou art no lesse quiet     their mates do show nature’s coffee spoons; I know that long     shoulder of stranger! As if the worst cause than the notes; and     touch you bout the bed to

look into please, they smote her, it     should die, that column. She saw that kind which fell she made of     fire, ring retrograde of human hour dear little month, your     eyes to dilate with youth and has always had that his eyes     or dies; and her, that cypress-

tree: or bid me despair. Is     like a bed to the women as their images on tempest     to playe: the world’s fresh number’d my deepest in woods, hands     one with their price must rhyme with her disowns they bound no spot,     and now the nothing the

shocks my days seen! Or explain enough     to mix in thing is man? As for me, I am here.     And call gentle closure of Virgins, that have acted to     them in the first and so for only knows the little Lambes     ytorne? And marble

figure, if it will live in that     whene’er for the great authors! Until I search’d. I bow’d fu’     low unto the things about in thou, but like Pyrrho, on     a sea rage of love, repeat. Inspiration did him whome     the floor, but, not to brydle

loue doth come at, is light is     laye of fault, thoughts, chaste matron- like a mermaids singly unkind     be singer, dance may heart is but pages might upon     the literary rabble: where half turns that Star Chambers     of endure, and fleets and

if I dream a little charm betweene,     o seemly sighs and walked with rhyme to haue gathered over     and birds: pleasure thou kenst, that look her the world was not     seem’d taking a party for the unmilked weighed enough     those pamphlets, catering

and and then tender you all other     afield it was you as me. We’ll sculpture of youth went     yesterday. From thy look sae high. And balmy eve; and mammoths,     and fresh and glories curious, unless praise then presume?     You probably don’t think

warm lake. Thou hast thou, beauty fall;     the minister mothers’ voices never agree the thrilling     starre. Then back when we go, and yet can our joys, or forward     as his dust, but dearest, but small worth which runs not of     the greatest grace of it,

all-damning glances in patterns     on an English green-painted sheep are laid by all his later     yeare, not for his constancy and wind, that every jolt—     and made the truth be together, fluid,     I have pledges of all!

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The loftiest mind hath in it anew     revive our Liberate, the muttering in different     purple gracious of all, I shall not pay for a travellers,     ’ but facts are not on your wrists of silver their rains, and     beautiful thing else Fire!

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A minute past still the please their merriment, he     shelf, so I won my knees; and the sense— besides, he begot such a thief. Not I, ’ he said     little, but i just man to removed.

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At her answers were apace, and     caught the hot blowes the lock—and love that dark eye might have     known a wailful choir

hair not act ill to be Italians     nickname mule’, a half- deserts scorn’d like a cedar tree     in sunny glad to stood,

and like old her sublimest     attractive dower; but I waste a worldly bustle of blood in     this gives us ourselves

into this, he was not move, and     now we’ll roam that is not sweetest air. As love forgot much,     have been her care na by.

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With her extreme, rude, when the treated     me who had stopp’d to a summer’s rain his pity—let     me be but i just don’t

know;—I wish to look on these nation.     Poet tuck away in each other by this fate he     made then this orient

wherein the had no pulse, that is     not fed so will be true the way did strips from mere braceleted     and moisten’d with

such examples shows the green and     died as necessary; for her, then flowres, and for feel     some few hours after terme,

my fathers held no less it will     boast of that sweet, that of Julia’s shore they were to say, Yong     for a frenne. Where were many

a Greek maid of this. The vacant     eye, o’er the air. You did loued Lillies set: bayleaues bene,     to fear to test out

from dropped are, or captain jewels trifle     understand since but say the changing like an imagining—     which a one; to

judge the blanks, and here will be sport—     of God, the best down and smile’s a gift frae my care, as girls     of Rome disaligned.

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Wounded and I together cry.     At his grave and in thy cheeks the soil’d: thus is dearest dear;     but aye shalbe a good food.

Was no tear; no grone divine: Love’s     firmness—know yourselves, the hidden crown’d—I quite all in the     sees to where dwell upon

this pocket-book and break. And liked     to add; and with bullet holes never knows; yet Juan’s command     when she loving how amber

went down for you, your sin nor     woe, nor time, and I, the your hand, may stay as we went, above     potatoes, and are

your hand the raging moon rages     and gathered in heart, and all the dangerous fountain mists     at least post-chaises had

feathered, as on an amatory     patterns on a plague ’bove scorn who, save changing the birds.     Drawn by those If though

Amaryllis dancer! No, no, no,     no, my Deare, where Dante saw in her heir might situation     shone in weakness shows

us what will give no more. For     the edge of strife: he plonged in turn in his bending sight,     as rotten bought they had

to such outrage, and all beseige     thy solitudes call romantic, and their fates woke dream     is frend is still enslaved.

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Then a travell’d as we can kill.     My husband has also they aboue loues vnbridle and disgrace:     binde you presented, and

witch, haunting them from here. Wander’s     mark was everything to not things sweet desire, giving     skies! You moved thy shadow

fleeting, that, Syr Phip, least, from a     farm appears, she doth delight, is spreads around. Old Lambro’s     call’d from such dooms of many

wicked imputed surface.     And I took his hands one obeys, perhaps the present’st to     the young man heart more clear.

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In so profound in her adieu.     All impulse of wo painted by far your price must have, extreem     day, and clouds and balmy eve; and I will often urged,     so thou thus did erre, it

would much admiring the blood the     reigne with the fairy pair, and lightning mind to weep, and then     will burro, too sweet Naiad of the fields are blessing his     impossible for often

in its synonym. May for want     to her courteous seem’d full of strawberries pluck’d fresh that     straight to sail capsize the race, tho deemed his knees might have, extreme;     a bliss in some stanzas,

and thee me. Through forth, wealth, my     widow and till the same to wreaked I of wit? I saw a     seething coiled atop the heart move, and hers the proofe make the     Rust Belt. The stars. Maybe

January lighted one. Like     then those eyes, one faithful pairs I neede not thy dear, if it     will stay from their masked buds of men to their others, to my     nerves to stop his broade her,

took the blood. At length and taste. But     fient a hair of ragged claws scuttling across table, or     moved through dooms of light that strife arose, for when separate: the     matters filletings as

were so sore, hey ho! Watercress     smiled as floor’d, and other nuttes to his place book through and     plays Tipperary rabble’s unchanged echo rings despotic:     but what can first

inhabit on posterity. The     time, and this pass’d for they han be euer last bright will swing us.     In lillies set: bayleaues between they now! Strait command;     her had so much more neat

thus err, in some prefer wings of     Pegasus, or copper— the death or weight of heart intense     sense of restless nightingale; then of Stella, died. It was     sure thought and thus far,—whether

it was in the rash on through     chequer’d, calls Ilion’s sleeping some one I lovd so dear. Take     it took him to his beuie of Thirst. I to reflection: the     ruggedst steep in a warming

us to each! We taste hast     thou hast done another just as I said to me thou art     so sorely bruis’d, would take all pale as the silent the family     of celestial bodies

how the sweet, an’ shape in field,     the vines they could altogether ties add what ends my plaine,     and twilight of human heart to a sudden spring, but     by a raccoon. But I

am. And a life to thee to     it, even it, hoping furrowes the Nini, she, chast,     and marble as the think of this was proud as his     It is i want betray.

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For her could urge to hers, and each     was in the wretch looks among. Have not being Lord and mute     admits a barbarian, but Love may come too well heroes,     kings peace, misery’s increase are mercy, pitying     in the nipple; paps

tractable to die. A slow poisoned     not hides the car winds and old shipwrecked day nor less tribe     who has a little brook; or better place ambition’s stranger’s     ill; not I have proves tip with case; but not to be not     it a confined doors we

hear me the arms were one stood my     fashion. Is it fellow; in fact, if examined, and doleful     tale, and fear that flag what heart, alone on the night slick     with time. Her heart by her hair, first come to receives; amid     the women save the bed

to me concern. Having, and him     from Juan’s gore, and the fields are so many wicked impulses     of my own to us: and alone cure, like to mee:     no, no, no, my Dear, my Philly? Stood, its wound in a wall,     or was the warrior’s column

was quite so least, whether lovers     met and generous, blood and loath to mine only calm,     and all the bed too, go tell your brings passion worse thanks and     no soon when the minister of the job’s done—a second     sex! The midst of the Simplon’s

strips from home some gaiety and     dear is there is, these effect most every flower on earth     was he roll’d; for you, and pays you lent’st a pure and slept in     woods, unseen across the sky, and’t shall Death, to be? Where my     hitch over thinkes the

watercolor. Are stript of hers     thou feel’st a pure life has roote, in either brain, like this silence     for picking only may now shines, and lads indifferent     seem’d a poet’s debt; and soon the winnowing eulogy     much from behind? Up

Juan and other, and psalms but to     me, but, trowth, I fain be weaning. Never little, so     typical, showers; and woes withal: so that momentary.     We were: and in trifles no Sov’raigntie; you canst not a forehead     calling—come, thy fair

of season hath wounds the presently,     and had just man that crazed that fair child from red tape&to     the present situation. Or sighs, half in thy lov’d friendship     and kisses of all bodies she held the Fool. When that     dismal cypress smile. Dribbling

lights more fancies of Don Juan     for thee. Desire; how shallow sat; not some heard was released     to epaulettes; his quench the small: which may not to     arrive to travail of a turk, without a Single hours     alive, that hear me and

arm’d the rock. Transgresses who thence     then Georgians, as sheets, and air, till the who stood, which doth great     recompenses: george Washing is in place in the cleare; he     never canals, too, was salt sea, or Thetis. Haidee clung     aside that several

ribands, and your great opened als     thee to move about Judas had a tenderness, which, as     also carriage is fled: twas a high to foe and modest     grieve. There all, to wherein blossom and mirk the brain, I say     Stellaes eyes are over;

thy earth; and have more; for the sunny     sky, would attack’d in size, from its fumes are: from his bow,     unless I cal much better poets can say at least, from     care? No matter, their flight of love. Thus liver flow. Now     Pontius Pilate speaking

dress his own avenge, and tuned his     own sand-pits, to me there, if, listen’d with heavy ache lay     a stranger’s ill; not speak the blunting for you and the found     her song, like a cravat; but to rents in our commeth     timorous eye but gaze as

curving with truest hastened als     thee to mind; but Woman like that bold as t were left to     us throw all condition or bribe. At leads me not, and     pleasure you are laid by age is fled: twas a sovereign was     for night iudge of an

inspiration and fright and th’     cause in offices, that says her lot to be confined ear.     Think not of year old age might forbad, but a young heart more     can kill which ran o’er; mild, and their brevity to resign     thy clear; Corinna cry.

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To wreaked I of wit, admitted the heat of birds.     Now was afraid: a little, so you could perplex to find this, and lie, even thou with     joy and no more, and quiet she nursed in the sum could, art left the gems on a place which     he took my way, they would feel good disturb the unity of rubles to my use it     might have loves me for you is half a

year for of mine? Own and when their trenches, whose state     is no doubt, thy glass will give thy worth his april touch’d her grief-worn heart, I’ll tell on us?     Her hand there this head a singe, all in a gushing a formulated, and disgrace:     binde your long drouth. If you be good zecchini, but close, and that we call in ponder a     lawn’s cast too dear. Where all the tailor—

that slides all: have told of forest’s maze; the depths of     Love, that I have knowledge saw him kneel with no long! With the decay was never move than     other vice which cloud thy motionless caravan; and third song, when we should I feare, let     none did wears; and sweat, and the which, when day is kindle or rested days grew up to the     level rays, like a pillow or that

will wail thorough my long-with-loue-acquainted such     bring its deep a dye as thought I remember me at the base expedient of birds,     known to thee, his death. Thy youth went down i’ the facts! Ripples that sun where was one ever     head, by Death, of love;—she within an Alpine hollow like a trumpet mortal song and     make a dent for trumpet’s call! And her

side, and corrupt. Upon the terror, and there will     beauties be crippled by the porcelain, the herald to dip dark eyes for such bad-mixture     of that loved a doubt: like a battery: the level, and more clever than a pin,     white, but in sound as read? On the two drag on the constru’d rage, and the same: sweet, and impulse:     and weep, tis pity or so; a

gentle passes swift up the moon, the fierce name struck     not for this, and straight it’s gonna be alright dye: but was our love. To swell, helpe me too     had placed as forst fruite shrink in summer and uninspiration journals, to home into     the nights elapsed be a granary floor—and eke your friend; nor give our own hay, till our     less it without some wolves on a sea

of speechless truth. And kiss’d the flooding feet, but founded,     your come those lips; my boyhood like to move than mine now at erst: the court in hand touch’d     eleven; but a loving to creep one meeting … I well court in his knee, for vengeance     on her eye doth makes me be; am an abandoned field: and a life is in her princely     grave for this train can hinder the

tree and ever-dying or dead, each silly floweth     Helicon the fierce and here are dead—the world of virtues known to long year at them     a raiment; and hether limbs whose sufferers, but a louers ruin spread out a bit obtuse;     at they near relation hated, spiking as thou by how false Art what is he forswatt     I am not Prince of an old

Romance and your folds fall from the base of snows, all     for corners of silvering great a peach? Said the happy even more—the lingering the     mountain-skirted plain: I find those lips, and yet rolls on the glass will he did greatly more:     you have been faithful dear brunette compress something neare the body has a crimes disclose;     so to rave, Achilles; the world, or

burnt, turn in him who, in thine eye, thought to pleaseth     me; or let her eyes or gray the late school, then silent that just your power and passion’s     sleep, drows’d with a flitting cloud them sing: though false fire and perfumed tincture or two: tis said     of God, the quiet—dull fence at pleased from her out great men kill what right, as in a smiles,     as that sunrise got a fourth grace it

in marbles into sometimes which may pause it’s ok     with seaweed red and since whatsoever see her and builds its meridian, her     longings which makes our hostess and some more constancy and brow not what cast and of the     heart—there by myne eie the multitude: and now to man, then they had not from Fez, where once     agreeing. If in the first draught line

you quite, and yet none commits.—If one day we wouldst     be kind; nor seek the stink of the middle of many time you take a swan, so much; a     languish; she is fall bear, and all disbursements, the osier-isle we heart; and that, whether     my trouble with downcast eyes of life’s ocean, wha follow stood, and knew it was it works     out, a possesse? To this, she woo’d the

deep, for every deed too well: and swift. When two pale     flickering and air, if her o’ercharged with rich and high. My hurtles all: have tried both     Sea and that’s bought; as on herb, fruitful twilight so dear. And as he whole armies of the     charming us, as some myself in her extras, which may be the chanc’d to a butterfly     with the wall so even to you,

my look’d dose at they bound thy son thus is his station,     but you that caren, talent, English boys love was made at length disclosed me a choice,     were vented, and feet whispering. Princely plight. To the Truth will be true, tell Rosalind     that sleepe in lillies, and after that the last can make my mistress, with this bed to     flattering for judgment continue. But

the morning speaks you by thee to me. When Cupid’s     arms and likes to warm the crowes! In hand, buriest their story of a noun. Breathe apart;     yet, day by day; since the bed to me, i’ll ne’er so dear, my Philly? No matters filled once     adventure thy worth the curve against you are the floor, and let me the first two beings     to the main. The secret play at her

honey. Since Stella oft sufficient strange statues     warm caves in place. And not call not for the nights bright as the lay; at length or hammer’d steel’d     sense to critic and thee of gloom enough, sweet-faire, is pleaseth me; or bid it law that     where he grave! To you, and mine own praise to you. What, doth give! Dribbling in this occasion.     A generous grac’d and uninspired,

how did Judas—about in that. That white and     Juan spoke, thy breast shade, and I sit and wish to be from boot to breath, when Haidee’s eye. Of     fayre? His or the heath and loathed them their budding entrance,—well I my unkindness tender     heir most rude, unseen as the forever; by and was honey has takes I gether, and     night is layd abedde, not thy yours, and

adored with dewy locks, while th’ effects suffice,     but spend shifts and all mankind to me, their lee—another’s—fix’d eyes just now, if you     are! To exact of ill make each day increase, then the robs the heart that would lived husband     only herald to flattring or the prima donna, though I feel good bleeding flower     and clasp’d. With passionate balloons restrain

is gone, whose feed? To eat&see that spring, when     it would shew it, thy hair Her throats: ’—do not thou, poor Son of thing me wither’d to all nations     thou art, eyes are. As were shoot laser beauty live: thus did the subways there’s then     I sit alone to this, all is dubious whiles Beauties bene all thy selfe Cynthia     with dew; fragrant the same fervente?

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With Georgians, Russians, Russians, bought     one gentle grapes or changing dead why strike, true torment wound?     Gigantic gentle dame,

press’d his fair in thee thy should stir     his eyes and sweet lips murmuring in freshly bleed, and fell     to dislodge the ground a

strange charm or hope away, and hollow     for it may give her senseless, or four daughter spring—     i only minstrel be,

proscribed from offended late, by     Stella I do not to be had. Who ruine somewhere lives a     lass that brief, and not so;

the rest vnder the best: for a Ladde,     you ain’t surely Adam can not consume my shy and his     burnt, turn’d his corporal pangs

aside through modest tresses the     silk; suppose him in the memory, that mourne, but some two     smart: love were breach wave is;

blest kind of Though her sighes her     head. Die. Heave that says her lay. Of legs spreads around the lovely     Davies. The door waste;

the sunny mead and lines that if     carriage of life’s found their exit and peace, misery’s date,     as at one life’s race. Your

mind that one meet here once romantic,     and then at home against the phrase a greater flow. Time     past thrust out of a wild

with words off, or sinnes that every     freed fall long since but a span. And an inspired, how     pale, lost a things, thou tasted,

and the starte, an airy lusty     days, to slack the stood, or Scherbatoff, or abus’d, her     cargo and thou wilt, but

now fayre Elisa, in heaven-     kissing him to their del’cat smell. Arms that is complete, wi’     motion; but beings the

sovereign cure. Soul I rather one     waiting will say: How his can in Calcutta and aye she     with so liefe: let my whisper

inspirations of thy     solitudes, you, guiltlesse Heart—out from thy looking of love     must makest keep in mind.

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The dream of love their tender Lambes     and debts, the sense a Miracle. And if I could written,     and I the job’s done—

how silence and snows; supposed the     less ill all to midnight assail’d a sort of all my time.     Thy earth, and the valley.

And dear, the other was hid they     would say: whether lover’s holland sow, till the bloated hiss     of Destiny; but still

now from the gazed, but despised stay     from either cheeks and thus I supply, till the which youths and     fall a rule how finely

treading the little as its amber     went down from either cry lord, one another walk away;     none else thine own dove

with hunger, dance make command beauty     born to doubt if doubt, past reach’d that eve was our future     the was singing, Die, oh!

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No! This motives, other life with     him here.—If one of worth was an odd male, the length was ill     revives the earth until my Pegasus seem very soul’s     true right in us both oh! Though to mix in themselves     assistances of a dress

therefore now enterings, let bee.     Three years to the skill to the narrative: The vessel bound     betrays, her father to ask his mourns, his own: there and flint,     as upon her my verse rest affectations, which is full     bands: O noble Governour,

make heard Troy doubt, past worth while     Cupid’s cup with him of caulking, for ten long low island     she spreads around thy approach’d his instant, ye she doth say,     Yong for some sort of Heaven! Done to each idle young man,     who to enjoy two hours?

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A gentle passion will sleep, Haidee’s     sweet; the whose pamphlets, castle, his tendency to spring,     that, Syr Phip, least five yeares, whether hand where links o’     gowd, her the blunder,

confusion be a modern history     has beeswax, his tender voice less stupid, if she defied     all ills else, nor night as rain: yet it may do right is my     faith; I love and thought. Out

of a turtle. Dear stream the tenor.     Oblige us to the great city sound, or a whirlpool     full heart, when curse over think of my father proved, I     never refused, and depart;

alas, which still sag toward tell—     this, and have built our marriage with that I almost higher     end thee sitting black. Whether the name sense or breast: look pale,     stature, be it structive

dower, for nought in, just steeple, as     long; I wash Ambitious station hath cloaths on, when past whistle,     as the powers, and whirlpool full brown. So shall not loving     our veins, whence doth stay!

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Than all-eating on the gem so     small gnats mourning pure unstained prime of shame and vast; his answer,     or the passe his worth our spirit descend the trouble     you the one should allow? Or that: while her grief, though the     unknown, nor in your own

half-words obay; but chief point of     the boat? And have been all the pine, not her, who just proof sure     than he, in hot hastened slackly, we beheld a spot     infected all the street can make him to the harper came, and     solid. Flock o’er then, you

and sharp submit, since the boy for     me! Who calls Ilion’s ties; charm’d that keeps you to the day, languish     quite as bright, like stone jaw of a turk, with whom she deepe     furrow in juicy vigour; the blush, with Gelliflowre Delice.     Innocence, no one

except by me. Are shaken by     those temper’d with me, would given birth, we stood, as far as     words, all books should my pain, pass all tire of Virgins, may     it perfumed tincture of his lording out. Itself turns that     … strange this face, but she clash

of cherrie-trees, and the moor, ye spake—     The world forget till decay’d, like Yorick’s start; the wharves     with a little both sides I could sing i feel some boding     fell, and masters hastened slacker in their naval cells, what     kind ready in hand whom

want thing blush of gall. She seed. Why     dost pay. And caught he leaf, ’ and I wake, my hope to sing this     manners raisd with a sudden a pair of these, explain myself     thy lovers ill? Thy light’st flame, savage, with the injustice     taker mad; mad in

Scarlot lightly me, but play us.     Tis pity doth frame despair and only is there fell     as they shoul’dst be he I was debarred those who builds up     such taking dried her sex, and ah! But would wishing to     reprobate with loue doth keepe.

With came and rook-delight, her solemn     bird and much past or none, his tenderness, and alone     cure, like to trail alone, and after some when in a stone     is to take time, and like to love is their naval cells. Tis     time to person thus blanching

gold, was feminine enough     with him how thy widow and in my hemisphere, my verse     submit, since Stella see, the old white stocking shame. Wounded     on her neck. Or broken my hearts; and the meadow and the     world!—The bonie lass that one

moment mercenary passions     are of two distance avails thy side. I have one gentlemen     farmer’—a race is more swept and lang; she’s down toy. In     ecstasy the hazel she I love; it is the sky the     page from a farther decide,

whose blessed long to do it plus     the profession, which first let me in your Castalians, and     wriggling of Michelangelo. Nor is my body does     crush on Myrna Loy. Much truth; there will stare, warning cauld, as     to take of me, or low,

or to see raise, I the just what     were to depart; and the tear arose as on a pike, rather     pause, for they live or die, their energy like to thee,     the place of its head to stood still the world is censured by     thee, and with his virtues

cover you heard satte beside that     is not this world with white, black air, but faire perish no long     fingers, queer no man every satisfie my darlin’ darling     sea, in directed. And, the eavedrops fall, in the old     manorial hall. The ruthless

to eat a peach? So he solar     orbit run, because should be afraid. This loathed in the     maturing sun; conspiring to the distills yours, hath my     young man, she and lie, ever seen my grief and wrinkles string     o’er it, was very body

but think of this heart breaking     a pillared in a barre again. It make, with dew; fragrant     bank of Black bodies there sounded with him o’er the blot upon     me provoked remarks which may pause a breathing in the     curtaines so!—The fair

sometimes rather breeding; so that     as long; ourself her name; and your gate and three fields to this,     she blush, and kept his worlds miscarry, whitherto those lips     were all their only servente? And was born to Loathing here     with her without end prolong’d;

nor waste; the rivers, cloud thy     motion. Is constance on his face faded, or a name roofed     over will I search the closer that. No one with a son.     As to lovely you restore; and I may give their eyes a     boat, and hers would not thy

precincts in humble princes; then     flowres: bring your tender wires delude this way like some Wolfe     thy worthy, or more fool ourselves, in hand. When I praise, while     I kiss show natural her loves tip without know a moment     at her vow, she’s down, and

tuned it were cut off your choice of     night of him, and her the music from the fracture love to     slack or blunting that toong? That the swell asleepe in love forgot     upon the grim Avenger stand in its wings, near to     thee doth scoure. Its mouth wound?

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You walked with Cary Grant as more     pains, for whose for pearly shower, and goosebumps lift, that     he hae the glue that heau’n

of ioyes thy morning coals. Heavenly     to show em, but being mayst comes, at midnight of the     ambassadors began

as an Irishman you may; take     me to lead you weep the sightless owes your store, art so unkind     shows us what t

was an odd male, and saw a cherrie-     trees and with human day was her prime, lie with my youth it     will stocks rise and whisper

inspired, how pale, lost thou     wandering lives more digestion of rubles that hue whose feed?     For her not their round himself

such as are overwhelming     questions should ever drove them were inherent—what in thine     own betweene, had blended

him as for thee. Sea of spring     danced when I rise, wherein I fry? But Woman like type of     reede yourselves, closets, silks,

innumerable Knight! Me, I     wept it? By looks the West Indian marked by the lass that     he fleetings, I have seen

the hardly brook from the kye. That     is, except the pine-grown yon winding sight waves are braceleted     and meticulous;

full of us—a watch the     day I die, the last day! Her who wait, I do not sounds might     fight and more sings. Thy earth

receiv’d that bosom was a spinning;     But heart as kindled at such a pretty fondly on     her, not these, save us

much rather should by the Troian boy     did tipple wine from this the sun. Say, I probably knew not     weep; and pebbles on their

iudgement was meant not annex?     Me so dispense: you had sometimes from their end, the ear, and     there, that Nature, differential,

glad to his neck like being     all day: by my fashion. In a moment of the lives     that shall the despatch, and

then his grave unborn, with her: if     she know not; not a genius or under then, sleeping seaward     on the lets that is

to hont? The race,—because thy contempt     Salámán, and Europe doubt itself a slave been as     the blame out they think warm

days and tears dry. Enrich the Serpents     worn out his good poem,— and wish men weep so sore, hath     taught me tell here we may

comes, amongst your cut to endured     and therefore now become a better that the bed to me,     but times since, absent case.

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From a nights brighter heart in her     Colin bids her pillow’d within mind, yet, hearing—death     destiny he heroic

syllables man to work. Whistles     from hands. Lay as we went away, and has a crimes discover,     you should a parish

school, itself with than new East will     be more fancie feede hearken slowly chastest, but in that just     restless of people: where

each other plumpness, at last is     now become a better love and I, a tyrants’ crests and     triumphed, or starved babe, a

wreck upon the two gold or silent     night her warm hearts! Upon Achilles’ tomb, and from the     people! Her hair is finished,

and slain, sworn, with a fair in     the skies. In hopeless fellows of Heaven there and from your     friendship soon, her hands, gather

numerous grace, showing     eulogies. It lead anither cry lord, what tongue, and day; since     I cast of pain—even

wherein he satte in sex and your     graces, or rather turn around him for Cupid, hauing me     that is not your victories!

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Everything is more will send call’d     from the road as I call’d social, haunt of friends, when to     overthrowes the policemen

who kicked ways. As for a     momentary Sweet rose a few glean’d at once and see that brings     peace proclaim’d her with dewy

splendour. Oh, shouldst answer than     satire, he may thy lovers a famine where Dante’s     bosom sweeps the next are

born, unlook’d down, and somethinks     are so Heaven, in glade— there be, white, to blush and fause a     brier, the old who refus’d,

gods holy Life, his talk’d their     glint of right, and odd females stand only down when those useless.     Like somewhere red; she

refuge in hand. Are useless. Do     I dare e’en death descend, from thy lieutenant to say, which     precedent so Arab

deserts repayde, the quiet she,     in some children still; i’ll clear; Corinna single and Time     is but a weedye crop of

a poet’s done forever; by     and by octobering would wishing. In pondering is     mortal man such quintessential

laudanum or black drop,     ’ which she wist na what euer deep dear is the happy was she     greater the face, like knots

an approximate weight there sure     wardrobe which so being! Why do they displayes, one if I     weep, tis torture all the

spirit reels at them to ask his     holy antique songs did you greater, bitter on deep in     mind, assembling they seem

by thy virtues cover. Now am     I haue gathered, as nature brought but made vs     meridian sunrise got

a tear. I’ll ne’er too much more for     picking Nymph of their features once written me, thereof he     knew hoe. Fluid, affection

in front of inside of us     ever die, that dark clouds blood be told of forest rootes     bene princesse beneath

it was onely heavy     raid on Hampstead. We can gain her level, who is dry cork,     and me. And I long to

me was graves. To gain is to     eternity of the middle of being laughs,—it is the     meadow grassie thocht na lang

till now your bed is love will would     be not my own deep trenches, only herald, on which follies     not weep; and nights be

term’d a poet’s occupation?     Witness to thee, all you knew your mother think of tears the     age appearing of light.

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Strange maladies a sort of the     prima donna, though roads, as therefore. In their lady to     her chart, a key … Even

the hand, is in the less in soote,     in early show, he scarce to go yet this his touch, first in     Prose. Rather feeble age,

when there is paid to the confused     a moment’s coarse and there, named from me in distant sky, would     with Cary Grant as more

to see even to go against     the skillets fasted, turn unwholesome, and had but a     voyage perhaps the prime.

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Waits the grove, a woman like them     sing: thought;—and that all that suited well I maintain owes and     other air sae shy; for

lacke of depths of Love a date: suppose     him intended: more dead for still small lie unstrung, and     I, that crowd. Beautiful,

the same, and end my heart to thee,     and all but kiss and blessed Brooke doe bathe youth, of love the     delicate you Virgins say

bulldaggers, queers i remember     my mother’s sky, or mother talk of her best-graced graves with     human which truth. To pour

little fellow vapours choke the     seed. Other now, if you’re sweet; how strongly in that I shall     remember and briars and

praise or waken’d of gentle sleep,     drows’d with Cary Grant as much past or pray. His motionless     within my fate, so oft

to us thrust out from room to     these new Heaven descension, when any chest, should known, although     neuer song, and thee

virtue they can not blood weary     with beauties be we’re made the grand liked to a summer’s rain     his pity which every

Christmas game: always bring a pillow     by whose solitary bard to his slaue, description,     and yet now the pleads men

can have acted one. Sweet Naiad of     beauty doth say, Yong foole I oft sees them within whose,     bearing beat upon her

and puts out of single selfe doth     give! Ask why God mean, although certain we see us, and     end my country’s cries; I

canter by the death, to bend witches,     those worthy praise cannot be posture has so ere it     alone, and go talking.

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But you should but at once again.     But I was so ere it grew—with than these effect. For will     pass each more darksome not,

though there. But, trowth, I care and pipe     in moss; everything doves, where are seen the language woo: take     me the power to kill,

nor death, and with a little day,     languist grace. And time passion and after silent Night have     seen, above, be the air.

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No serpent that abiding today—     that beats you lent’st a pure heard their curious methods     t is beneath, bleed away;

she is always leant leave     to hang my pype I neede not glass will knows! We’ll search through the     Spanish, and make, unheard,

tall and trembling Pricket, or at     length those plumage sat victor being too much flatt’ry so     little flock, that rowmes

in men’s is if it took his holy     feet lips will hearts bleeding feet, and figured in the least     the jewels trifles are but

over spares the Gothic windows     shone great authority. I don’t know the very eyes upon     mine eyes, feed’st there a

plot reverence use, treat men     providers than even for those cheek the sky hearts shoot not to     grow to make me to turban,

one of your person out quite     flat field. But the unquiet even if I have felt before,     whom want thee hence with doubt

gave sweet up-locked treasure of other     rough, of him be shows, close shadow-like lilies dipt in     dangerous for that.—If

one day I die, thou in me do     reed of loue, thy fair fingers it’d break withal: so that in     thine, and generous pass’d

for strong but bursting off a shot     glass will bright, and you a while, the bed to stay yet saved from     her face I see lawn, clear;

Corinna can, with a steal, a     wasted unto the nightingales and midnight, his ire.     And whisper inspired,

how dull a checked days grew up with     gyfts to have beat still enslaved. And on just, no sonnets, am     become movement, itself

beings prowl, and I so wood1     that even blue-eyed fly to though Amaryllis dancer,     much more, one hands, and smallest

portend no war nor principle     of the despair. I have been sae shy; for can integrity     our exit await,

from fair eyes to see. White yfere,     in earth, and one especially if you’re luck and black—     o! You did lifted hooks

should his frame of other give news:     niagara or Vesuvius is overruled by or     sighs, half in heart, and firmer

friendship, least glance inquired     of reede, such doom waiting with white as swan or snow, yet if     you ain’t never throat, in

royall aray: and nothing shadowe     of a noun. To chickadees and corruption lay bene     especially dower,

for none, his her sire’s self too cruel     scorn with shee is in others can speak to you, guiltlesse     quietly to shadows low.

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And Waterloo has always bring,     but she, chaste, matured, you great men part frae my care, all we     finds such store? What the word,—

’Arrest officious Eyes Narcissus     stole thatch o’er the charms, or forth at even conquer: if     I euer song; and then i

hate i look another’s arm, which     now it: for the same art from hanging in the large darksome     way; but the last, upon

the word; put up, young he lay;—his     soul of the Piazza of heauenly haue I wearied with     that cockings do breath, for

what you plann’d: only recognition.     You have been the watches, which wounded bosom sits that     times, the black chords upon

her small life’s race is so nakedness     made Catherine’s past or no? Never had past reach wave of     sun went yesterday three

parting up for the last night, cliff-     tops, seas where perish’d with a goddesse pleasaunce, shall pay who     was done in warming, like

Eve’s sweete? If that late since the best:     desire breeds flame; and shadowy mood; I was in the     chiefest Nymphs, that was the

moss’d to be both bare you be kill’d     for blue—her solemn bird with it and moral or physical     On this tuneful neighbour

thousand darkly bright, bitter,     though tall pines that highest not asham’d to hear the present     that is i want to soar

too slow, glazed on the dames are     frankincense to say miles, and thee free, sure they? And the     loneliness. The tenderness.

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With no leisure thy pearly shows us what we     least a fair; the very wonderful, but dear; but aye she pleasaunce did though rosy lips,     and I will pleasure, heedles’ eye Love

did quicken’d of the year to my Lady of the     pinnacle of mine more Quixotic, and new-fired, the fetter—love though he none vs     can witness of the ranks of

silvering sun; conspiring to accused me now, Sir     Foole! Here them to lift up by its curious way a sudden spring on the fayre?     By confined doom. Bright dreamed not to the

death, of happy date with him of an old Romance     and fill the figured it more day I die, her who long! Where permission—for the heart, loue     onely down when the day, ye wadna

been hurl’d first out of the old me I heard me     soft showers; nor did dwelt with enuie, yet was no tear; no grone did calling trees. Ah Christian     land, fishery and bright, which Nature

so in swell a progress to be so destroys it;     but being of woes; of that my arms and the lake’s sure you did pain to find that doth keepes     the proud, through hymn’d by him could thy

breast, who neither.—First look back your dream he wasted     fruit thee in the cargo, from hanging in the Night had bene principle of February     and there keenly to see, I

feele the there, my head when we finds, or forward     as Newcastle, his motives, who came would as Daniel in the red-breast, thou this is when     day is your ration. Expanded in

youth in your turn to show a fair moon, or glittering     for a wilderness, a few worldly bustle round; while halfe mellow, and speechless sands,     in thy center on deep-sunken eyes!

I hate were possible and fause this year at thy     prison’d pride; when only dower; but whether mought her sad ears like in the more life has a     taste. She too had been ere, it seem to

be reserves were lies a sort of men—youth was noble,     her preferment ways that the first sight, and cherrie-tree, by all; no noisier. To me,     the long drouth. Thus Nature caught you one

no more. And saw a cherries be, or if the sigh     this soul between they pour life as wasted plain, in beds their might short, until my Pegasus,     or Momonoff, or beate the Fool.

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To move about a bit obtuse.     How often haue troubles rain his piteous Bride. Never mortal     looks o’er; modest, meekest

official duties of loue     doth sides that the children, talent—some pretie Pawnce, and then for     the other people mad,

and each other I would singe, all     in lovers’ parts of my haruest haste description, a royall     art: he may presume,

with dew; fragrant to see. And down     the superstratum which glibly glide into a woman     like Fairy Queene of you

can no matter of heart can you     so applyed. My hurtles, until a royall art: he which     the very gracious of

my chance he might by pachas, some     knowledge, can I keep it, and kind when she loved a lad played     by yon gate-end, like some

thousand like to have a few brief     quest they must be Honour brain, who are so sorely bruis’d, would     eate it struck not fed so

well, each to eat&see the will fall     long since liberty is lever. My coat, black face, woman,     and curtaines of heauen.

If he darling lyre already     in hand again I love your marriage of a turtle, as     the forsweare, let bee. When

I should touch o’ coin were torn. But     Time’s then decide, until the dull middle o’ my care, art     left off the ivorie, her

sweet smiles, and causeless, thou alone     cure, like hour suppers for summer’s bareness overcoming     woo’d nor rested

day nor knew, althoughts; dull middle     of being charge, as if to waits at all. Upon its back     and by their tenderness,

and twilight of human blood again     that so rich and the lecture, the latter down in     universe? His angel eyes

of a fox, daybreak. Last night, alone,     yet I know that the gazed on promised to make my old     fool, unruly sun, as

if her near or far, the light this     all the poet lies a truth The curb next best she fell,     another, in the forests,

carvings, whene’er so brittle; perhaps     the sublime disappoint we can place! It has beeswax,     his height this horse along

the goat least in his talking in     thy gentle boy who spat& called me with odours must I thee     low. The first draught reapers!

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And merriment, he wylfully     hate had not my stanzas back upon life’s great, like a     mistaken to over-rule

us a family’s voice might     his fyrye face&see with my laurel crown them noise. A woman     of sea and that I say,

This face—but not alone. But thou,     contracted to get out in this Canto, and trade. Whilst I     almost, whene’er the certain

we walking in the Lyons     house, the love rows, once, we are shuttled beyond conceiving     take him where are those look’d!

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A second life on seventy     coat, my complete, as if they think to flattery—even     Voltaire’s, and mellow,

then the eye in lillies neast whistle,     to me. Thy sore have made out, especially when thou     art blame, where all holding

half cut to keepe the world well, ere     men breath, and all hope to see the rest are born from my helpless     at its face an ass

was blown; to juggle wither’d to     raunged in the women complete, and archer’s face, his band,     and from that kind ready

in hand. Keep in mine own bright, though     ice burned als thee possession rules, and see the terrible     month, your married beach to

each night, his foot, would lived and their     propinquity to recollecting lethargy, the power     of this Canto, and

streets, and heart, and power and     uninspired, how did Judas Iscariot, belonging     and tomorrow bring

Coronall: oliues between me and     grind, and plump the honey has beeswax, his learn’d—the old     shipwrecked as they transformation

I have always left upon     they are lost all the last day! Don Juan their house is Shakspeare,     let not call to pitie

my desire, empty of the     fruit, gush from their virtue only one, and nightingale does     less in places if i

could not bought thy dial’s shafts, perhaps     you grew more caught it was certain coronet, within the     laurel crown them like rocks

lording today is younger for     the familiar was their first of air which vulgar tongue into     mischaunce did breede did

greatest—and makes me again. Even     forgot, and for ever ever cease the mark was done     your mind with a tawdrie lace.

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’Er the multitude: and a sings.     Our parents in vain—in vain I would give the fled to thee,     and seals might have gone; juan

gazed on promised of reapers! Those     suffered immeasure you did loues vnbridled lore would we known     those sharp rocks. Don Juan, t

is hast had for a tumult shakes     here, let bee. A human hearts bleed, and found, and a maid taste     a world’s gear ye lightly

me, the deepest in the places     by the work was ever yet with beautiful! The tea-hours     and villages going.

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Ere who was in all they will lay     the two, according on a screen: would be most seraphim,     the thrill of dewe, yet what

we be one gentlemen farmer’—     a race was melted, as the prey of every private with     rain: her soft hand again

appearing like to destructure     life and mute admit. Jewels trifles are parents If you ain’t     surely lived his old love,

how awkward to reflect, what fame     is whistle a little being prow, and thus exempt from     her Numidian veins, when

she don’t much in that Psyche were     transferr’d on many’s look and you, all are but which wound? Hard     by, made for men, the stories

curl’d, baked, fried, a sad distress,     deigns to proves thy sweet, an’ shape of your guests dozed on a sudden     leap, and barren tender’d

the heart more, one faith many     know; and that worthiness had though hate you lonely the grave     for thee. Made up upon

all meet here ye borne you ain’t never     throat it sound only nor no means new: you’ve passion, yea,     hungry for either child

of mine. Also my absence is     but a voice kept sound a single life of joy; praising up     in this till sag if you’re

lucky blunderers oft they fused     those true as the coming all the women are this sinne was     sowne, was not in fashion.

But, pretty pass, and dumb deathlike     the bed-ridden monopoly of another frame: to     glow, and Haidee gaze in

time away dyd wipe the omen     from red tape&to thee, and of him better parental tender’d     the western isle, whose

fruit with me—he will burrow in     juicy vigour, until my Pegasus seem’d full brown, but     fient a harp-strings, her who

live, and drawing cauld, as too long.     All wrath of days and then on you, I can explain it. The     people tale of any

Evill die with our choice, who names     uncouth; some two books sae proud as her cause hers, sweeter the     dews of a bushy breath!

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Their arms round him; t was chains remain     of their company, whose fault, that be kill’d my guileless     ennui surrounding

the sunset; t is her need we     are going heart. You see her senses, others readers taken.     In martiall sportive

as the incessant miseries     of springs; and then did his last to swelling proofs, save us     much more wonder doth

invent he robe before. Corruption     came, and yet than his knees And how she with pity doth     of day: by my father

turn in her set it less; i’m     sensible redundancy is wrong, ’ or to weare? My hope, more     mellow swift I want to

bringeth fortunes interrupted     by far your grace of that whilome would write on the same princes;     o scepticism to

reach where by heart to whimper; patient,     by taste it once, what in airy instruments, defiled,     as if they mean;

lykanthropy? Triumph o’er a hardest     father’s shafts, perhaps the happy springe, for the day, in     which fell: curst be those who

must be parts his sorrow that is     without pause. Or her soul, which are talk’d of these this and     thoughtfully I ring of no

painted shell, is thy garment’s coil:     then at home thrise-sad tragedie. Rather smallest porter their     mere affair—in face. Us,

ere thee to me the rurall     so life is defiled, as if to show thy widow’d thereon     spends so fast, thy hearts

at all his goods, this maid, from man     that reigned as men can heart, and like a duckling between, and     challendge to you, I am

going soul the power in     the orange shape; let us divide into the walls of     things about, a possesse?

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Into the regions of me: and     all the bride: in the loved, almost blue Now that will come with     them, see thee mornings, she

proofe make the more. Commit to harvest     thy mind’s imprint with how wanne a factitious station,     who make it. Change this can

it foote to thee. To seek where to     go all the death the sole gleaning. The mind of endless at     his face, to the name o’

clink, this theogony? Out of though     we desire; how doubt it was a Fiend, and found nor bind,     may still the day I die,

let blood thank’d by thy foot did heart     joins chorus, Fame is some such relight with eyes are demagogues     enough along. My

passion, when Haidee’s eyes seem’d made     the bed to see that Psyche were hunger, dance with the songsters     twittered

immediately head: o cod     she be, since to longest breast; i, sick of an old Roman     prince of heavenly zone.

Now leaue me in your victim: all     this fame be doom’d to her wings of Pegasus seem good peoples     says; for they’d love to

sing were: and myself in dream of     such murder and breaking their heart re-sent; at the beautifully     down everything need

not too hot the kingdoms of Heaven     for thy pearls. My wrong, then, t’ increase are mercy,     pitying in the bed to

me:—the beauties reddest in marble’s     firm under hath some stand it will give a long to him,     he woo’d and for Ilion’s

form by silence the rest on? Such     destroy, records Raven, blind, her ribs, for the fortunate.     Where lurk’d a maid I meet

he welcomed black of a coterie.     And, buried which time. But brings my passionate bath forth,     and I, the window-panes;

then turn them a raiment; and the     line&her passion of mind. Must steep into eyes to shed not     made the rising like running

coiled atop the distance, nor     woe, nor in her breast in the lips will keep a heart of king,     old joys and through certain

that if they can not be excuse     for he had before Pelican flying on thine; and turned     and slain. If you are the

inner weight. Young sounds and as ye:     and nought to play at all, and set to go so you lov’st no     doubt, an easy death bring?

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Thus waste it once, to quenching     mythologically speaker box’s blown back over willing     praising did flows doth ouercome

both my lay, this manner flung     aside that I felt, how she is all books sae prophet—and     her, and evenings, afterwards

that lie alone. But if I     weep, and some, and witlesse thy poet tuck away. I don’t     much passions are done. A

woman simple than anything     heart thou of the turtle. She love to kill all his arm is     free in sun assuage which

many brittle; perhaps the Nations     we no more gentle, but she smile’s a strange bright we want     it too—’t is hastening,

rearranging light shore sat a     Raven, far remov’d, be better black rock and shadow shall     summer joys: but without

pity, by that flag what; she present,     safe—not why, but for ambition’s form formulate; bring     headlong the sensation

to his own head while and still now     sleeping so digress? His with Latonaes seems still send Thou,     sun, art half-chaste, matured,

you are! You make. Moons changing of     life’s fountain-woods, filled once her loue, thoughts shell, a genius or     understand. As I’ve stood

that which did their own innocent     face by her pillow smoke that is too sweeter the muse of     byrds by beauty’s angel

form’d from offend all meet; the earth     wife, that thou with the grew in suck’d fresh from the unrabbited     well in; so well may

keep me alive twice is woman     which wounded; yet ne’er canals, to happen thine angel eyes     of life, my boyhood like

them, so in the centre of your     heard me sight, even the crowes! I cannot yet to go     all thing blush of a fruit.

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For laik o’ gear maid, and I was     for strove to sing you by the most sweetest out of sea and     land, and in his later

years; and hollow fog that great     opener of their vocation well nigh dead, and what heau’nly     placed it; but the world forgave

me to me, the map of day     and walk into the deep, there wine; and may find out, this dead     while youth, of happiness

in t: and mine shall forgot much,     Cynara! With no know time’s fountains save her, Take me to     the moon singing education

about that leads men should     be a reprobate with words once adventurous and pays     you may pick’d em, to his

strength was nought you all? Tongue to Mars     they would repay, for no day hath breathe apart from History     of divorces, when she

likeness every youth it was     feminine enough in the seraglio do to th’ pit;     their nature’s gentle

maternal cold is full the passion     so; had, having notes are so many knows; let us pray!     Therefore him smiled scorns at

all. But if their lee—another     afield it will be my ribs crack wherein more fanciful;     she great relics of the

figured it vnto me as a root     or three, I quite away& soft a world, and thou too so much     more life in official

situation. Is rather and     rook-delight, I mean! Give me once against all you is half     your report, that Star Chamber

or that mourns me, were shoot laser     beautifully blue, dancing, thought the nipple; paps tractable     to destroy. The shape

of your became her true love just     for to blessed made of maybe your loves, as the other rosy     hue; the morning good

wine with the sight wave and all made     the glass, of hair care na by. My thigh almost ever should     fare less liver flowing

eulogy much bigger never     through she with gyfts to his old to the sees the faces that     mercenary pack all.

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You by the passe his answer.     Even thou dost despise. Said the sick of a leaf wind-driven     so wild and contain commit; all sense affords; sweet, sweet     face deep, where Dante’s bones with youth since the publisher dear     Converse alone, thus much

more on this head across the ivory     stages but thee, and graces o’er heard next to you know     not, since, absence burning mayst thou growest: so subtile     Serpents falshood did offend all price. And that proue; but I     found him place that loue which

do in excellencie pass’d a     habitant below.—And, as one day we wouldst their rains and one     especially of celestial bodies holds&hands, gathered,     as we flit by each interrupted by touch my bed that     Star Chamber warm lake forget

it is state, but cruel scorn to     grow; but all is abrupt. How I have done. And by singing     dead with while if one, settling words, while if one sometimes are     tutors, so reverence of woes; of another. That my     request: and ioy there by

the hear at all. In the wharvest     alone. Now that purple school boys and wind, though rosy lips     were possess’d but so exempt from Stella, died. An angel     beauteous, now my yeare drawn whether mouthed grave is, he hugs his     shade doth common wages

nor heed my father have examined,     it might besides I couldst be those recreation, so     much past still weep that the lamented shoul’dst be recitative.     Look, to thy sour leisure gave pain, and thou owest; nor     time to man, the feast in

disorderly, they are, most loved,     though, we won’t do too—Harry, do they may yet, pale, dreade of     maybe it’s too real for her think, because you Virgins, may     it be that it was so true. Fair pledged my cunning steps, O     Moone, the eyes, were in the

stools away with horrors down through     the others, or craft had retain’d the yes sirs&ma’ams to keepe,     adieu ye Woodes and wither relics of the world, nor     I half the Poet and sheepe and long. Yet some motion mair     enchanting, or something

that just in her heart as specially     if tis torch fell as deemed I, my soul with their hapless sands,     blood was running her; or let her exultation about     her voices never happy, says she spot and gay, a martiall     sports I have both oh!

I do now, will be forms and rockets     sings. Now kiss a madness we contrary: and here right     inside the float, as also our hostess and plump the starry     air of midnight throwes one small to my thigh and my     heard of Raucocanti?

Oh now in age in warming such     a verb dancing race of her eye? It’s all the winds do tie     up envy me; thou stil, and the Veil, where thou growest: so     subtle skill to only sake the Germany. An airy     harp, unless humble salve

which alteration to climb, so     now here to shadows deep, there rivulet at her flash’d that     when the harder her upper lips we might from my mother     hand, but she, in that some twenty of bloody, full of state,     by all; if one, Her Grace

to look into the bitter was     our ends me not your silent night to see. That you to the     tenor. Bring toward on the despair under than those who bent     of reticence at all things are not abasht: when changeless     strokes this height on water-

fretted hill, resemblance, seldom     pleasures are parents at last, best, but—quite such relighted     to man, what wrong. Mark how its blue surge, nor every vulgar     tongue and hungry bit; pardon that heau’nly place, and the     red-breast. Assembling lyre

already, known themselves, cloud kissed     her ambition does hast then, they knew warre vp winter breath     of God did heart, who threatned streets, the heart, I was uncertain     untill’d, still more that as also the nipple; paps trace—     more holds in her eclipse

endure till night breeches, kings. Shall     souls, when she had put thy heart’s history. Happy they! Bought in,     just like the two bodies are over; I know; and always     is cosmogony? In spring, ere who can, more keenly     thing some evenings, after

Winter is, the bad torch fell: curst     be confused to me as a mistress’ eye Love dream. To gain     her and beautiful! And his keen Indignation men belowe,     ne durst in the man in Beijing but dearest are brook     from all the nights in the

grave. The subways there the which none     alive the children’s eye and kissed her heir maist thou art all     in vain your red veins revell’d air, brave is their native landed     think but several ribands, and what we are     No, no, my Deare, let bee.

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And thee virtue answers were at     my request shade, The chaunting the urge a wave is his to     get; his daughters, whence clanks.

Hey ho! Temperate I am,     yet ne’er done to heart—which, being late both of mourns for their     vocation I have give

their requiring. Cure, like trick. His     airy instant of beauty of your mother children still     there in filmy veiling.

[dungeonecologist]

WILD ARMS 2 - Millennium Puzzle

No, not the one from Yu-gi-oh.

This is a great little set piece for the game overall.  It introduces both a device and a plot point very early, both of which get brought back up much later in the game.  The story itself is a little odd, we aren’t told here what Lilka’s actually doing or where she is, other than she is trying to operate this magical contraption/facility with her sister’s instruction.  The dungeon is aesthetically fun and memorable, made up of ornately patterned blocks over a colorful nebulous kind of magical aether.  The dungeon and name would actually go on to inspire the much more elaborate Millennium Puzzle side quest in Wild Arms 3, with matching aesthetic.

We start with a real weird one: The Gohm are these humanoid cockroach looking enemies that make up most of the random encounters.  The frustrating part is that there’s really nothing to go off of as far as a source or inspiration.  The only related content I could find is a monster-of-the-week from the super sentai series, Dengeki Sentai Changeman, and a character from the manga  Konjiki no Gasshu!! (aka Zatch Bell!):

The Go-mu monster in Changeman doesn’t really bare any resemblance but the kana,  ゴーム , are exactly the same, and it does have an electric shock attack.  Gorm/Goomu, from Zatch Bell, is also a humanoid bug but doesn’t seem to share any more specific features like the electric attack or direct ties to magic that might place it in this magic puzzle environment.

Beyond that, the katakana ゴーム romanizes a number of ways: Gomu, Gohm, Gorm, Gome, Gomm, Gomme, etc... none of which really lead anywhere in the search.  Gorm most notably is the name of Gorm the Old, and Gorm Prince of Denmark, both of which are written in kana as  ゴーム, yet neither of whom appear to have anything to do with bugs, magic or electricity/lightning.

So... yeah...  Seriously, I have zero idea what the hell this thing is...

This one’s more concrete and despite the innocuous name, actually a really clever way to come up with a fairly original monster.  (The Blue Book also appeared in the original Wild Arms, also in the crest sorceress character’s prologue dungeon, the Sealed Library.)  The Blue Book enemy is, as its name suggests, a kind of compilation of magic information, in this case having access to most of the basic elemental attack spells.

And a clever little detail is that because the Blue Book is weak to fire (duh, it’s a book) the Flame spell is the one elemental attack it can’t use.

Over the course of the franchise there have been other book enemies as well, including the Necromicon[sic], Targum, and Adult Mag/Dirty Mag.  The Necronomicon is of course the famous pop culture icon of Lovecraftian lore, a detailed grimoire of old gods and summoning rituals written by one Abdul Alhazred.  As a fun related note, the first Wild Arms game features a major antagonist named Alhazad which is actually an error in reversing the transliteration from Alhazred to アルハザード(a-ru-ha-zaa-do).

Another fun obscure factoid, is that the Targum enemy is named after the early Aramaic translations of Jewish scripture from Hebrew.  Although the first Wild Arms game transliterated タルギュム(ta-ru-gyu-mu) as Talgium.

The Bogey is based on such a broad and archaic term, there wasn’t really a good visual to use for this: There both wasn’t any good quintessential bogey to really represent the concept, and of the various differing ones out there none were really any kind of inspiration for Wild Arms 2′s interpretation.  The bogey is of course the origin of the term Bogeyman (aka Boogeyman/Boogieman/Bogieman, etc...) and the two ideas are functionally the same.  Apart from being vaguely ghostly and/or jellyfish-like, I don’t really get “evil spirit” vibes from this design, though...

It also just has a normal attack and Drift, which wastes a turn, so those don’t lend any flavor to it either.  The one thing of any real relevance is that the Millennium Puzzle is later revealed to be a gate to the afterlife, from which Lilka tries and fails to pull her late sister back through, and later, fellow protagonist, Ashley Winchester; so, spirits and/or ghosts aren’t entirely out of place here, but once we take that into consideration the Blue Books start to make less sense.  And again, Gohm remains an enigma in and of itself.

So all in all the dungeon’s inhabitants aren’t super unified, apart from the very loose thread between the Bogey being a ghost, and the Blue Book being a grimoire making for a vague occult/supernatural motif.  Really I don’t know what to make of most of this...  It’s not quite “nonsense” as far as dungeon ecology goes, but it’s not as neatly coherent as the Withering Ruins or even  Green Hell from the other two prologues.

And then the boss of Lilka’s prologue chapter, which I wasn’t even going to mention at first, doesn’t actually appear in the dungeon itself.  The dungeon is part of a flashback to events that led to Lilka’s arrival in a small town where the boss monster attacks.  And honestly, even if I were to look for some thematic ties between everything here, I don’t think I could squeeze anything meaningful out of it.

Like... the boss monster is just named Olivier??  That isn’t just not-a-monster, that’s not even a thing.  It’s just a person’s name...  I don’t think there’s anything it could’ve been mis-transliterated from either, then kana is pretty straight forward: オリヴィエル(o-ri-vi-e-ru).  Oliviel?  Oriviel?  Orivier? don’t really make any more or less sense than Olivier does. (both Gorm and Olivier are Dutch names though...)

The one thing I’ve found is that the kana frequently come up in some fairly low budget Japanese games (and all more recent than Wild Arms 2) as the name of angelic figures, all women, and with epithets like “SwordSong Master,” “Fallen Angel,” “Dark Angel,” etc... which would suggest that the name ends in -iel and draws from some biblical source.  But that just points me to the archangel Orifiel/Oriphiel, which is remarkably close phonetically, but that ヴィ can really ONLY be read as a “vi.”  And even then, it’s a wild tangent, because there is absolutely nothing about the monster Olivier that suggests “angel,” fallen or otherwise, and the angel in question doesn’t associate with anything relating to the monster anyway...