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quartermera · 7 months
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"Impatient ?"
A/N: First time with Portgas D. Ace, anyone?
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Ship: Ace x afab!Reader Genre: smut Word count: 1.5k words Warnings: PWP, unprotected sex, oral (afab receiving), Ace is mentioned to have drank alcohol but not how much
"Are we really doing this?" Ace asked breathlessly. His freckled cheeks were flush red, a mix of alcohol and nerves.
You nodded approvingly.
"Only if you want to though," you replied in a hurry.
Ace only grinned before leaning back in for a kiss.
The two of you had been flying around each other like little birds for a while. Until that one fateful night, about a month prior, where, after some liquid courage, Ace had confessed that maybe he had a teeny, tiny, little crush on you.
You went on dates with the Striker to nearby islands; you sometimes spent the night together; you could be found hanging around each other even more than before. However, there was one thing you had yet to do together... well, many things actually, but this was pretty high on both of your lists: fuck.
And here you were, about to do just that.
Ace stumbled onto his bed while messily pulling off his socks, causing both of you to laugh a little. Your cheeks hot, you leaned over and shamelessly straddled him. You took a moment to let your fingers run over his chest, drawing the shape of his pecs, his abs. Then, slowly, you slid your hands lower, until you reached his pants. Seeing him give you an approving nod accompanied by a cheeky grin, you unbuckled his belt and pulled it from around his waist.
"Wanna tie me up with this?" you half joked.
Ace chuckled, then leaned up on his elbows.
"Maybe next time."
You could not contain your own flirty smile at that point and threw the belt aside to attack Ace's lips again. Lying back down, he took the opportunity to run his hands over your body. His fingers traveled from your shoulders, down your back and onto your ass, squeezing you.
Ace pushed you down ever so slightly, craving the pressure against his growing boner. You smiled into the kiss. Staying close, you whispered:
"Impatient?"
He let out a small groan.
"You don't know how long I've been waiting for this."
"Neither do you," you replied.
He bucked his hips up and you pushed back down against him, eliciting another grown, of pleasure this time.
Your eyes locked and, not wasting any more time, Ace slipped his hands under your shirt and pulled it over your head. Then, in one swift movement, he turned you around and your back hit the mattress.
Leaning over, Ace lingered in your neck, peppering the soft skin with kisses. Slowly, you felt him go lower, down your exposed chest, to your belly. His hands kept caressing you the entire time.
Moving back ever so slightly, he helped you out of your remaining clothes. You wanted to do the same for him, but he gently pushed you back on the mattress, whispering:
"Shhh, let me take care of you."
Obeying, you closed your eyes as he planted a kiss on your knee. Your breath hitched in your throat as he planted more of them on your inner thigh. You could feel every hair on your body stand up in anticipation, multiple shivers traversing you.
A first kiss was laid against your bottom lips. Then, a shy lick, followed by a few more as Ace readjusted his grip on your thighs. You let a hand rest against his head in a comforting gesture.
After a few more tentative kisses and licks, Ace gained in confidence and applied more pressure with his tongue. Digging his fingers into your thighs, he pushed his face into you, doing whatever he could think of to make you feel good. Whatever would get a reaction out of you would be repeated, your heavy breathing encouraging him even more.
For a second, you thought you might cum then and there against his tongue, but Ace had other plans. As he pulled away, you could not help the whine that escaped your lips. Moving fast, Ace stepped out of his shorts and underwear, and you could see why. You did not even need to touch him to know he was rock hard. Your whines and whirring and taste had all driven him to the edge. Pre-cum was leaking from the red tip of his dick.
Ace lied down in bed next to you and pulled you over him. Letting your hands rest on his chest, you asked once more to be certain:
"Are you sure about this?"
Nodding with a smile, he replied: "Absolutely."
Leaning over to kiss him, you rolled your hips against his. Ace immediately moaned. Sliding your pussy along his dick, you covered him up with your juices. You shamelessly pressed down on him, craving the pressure against your clit.
"Please, Y/N," Ace whispered.
The slight pleading surprised you, but you would be lying if you said you did not like it. Hesitating, but ultimately not waiting any longer, you grabbed his dick and aligned him with your entrance before slowly pushing down onto him. Ace's nails dug into the skin of your back as he slipped into you with ease. He was big enough to fill you comfortably without hurting you.
Slowly, you started moving your hips. Ace's hands held onto your ass once more, guiding your movements. Bouncing up and down his dick, the sound of skin against skin filled up the room, accompanied by heavy breathing.
The angle you were hitting was good but you could not help thinking it could be even better. That is when Ace held onto you tighter and bucked his hips up. You could not retain the moan that instantly escaped your lips.
Understanding the message, Ace repeated the movement. Again, and again. Pounding up into you.
While you first tried to match his pace, you quickly realized you could not keep up. Instead, you only tried to stay in the right position and let him lead. The bastard was fast, but you did not mind, quite the opposite.
You kept yourself busy. While Ace was hitting the right spot inside of you over and over again, you latched onto his neck, peppering the soft skin with hickeys and bites. You had hoped that your position would muffle your moans, but it proved pointless when Ace murmured:
"You sound so good."
This elicited another moan from you, even if only to please him.
An idea coming to mind and you decided to clench your pussy. Ace's reaction came fast, as his nails dug into you and he let out a loud moan.
You did it again.
Ace moaned once more.
"If you keep doing that," he mumbled, "I won't hold out much longer."
You playfully clenched around him once more.
"You tease," he accused half-heartedly.
Ace then switched your positions around to be on top, not pulling out of you at any point.
Reflexively, you wrapped your legs around his waist and pulled him closer, if that was even possible. Clawing at his back, you suddenly realized how sweaty you both were.
"Why don't you touch yourself for me?"
You inadvertently clenched around him as he said that, but obeyed either way. As Ace started pounding into you again, your hand snaked down your body to reach your clit.
Ace was not missing a second of the spectacle you were offering him, devouring you with his eyes. He loved seeing you whimper underneath him, trapped between his strong arms; loved the way your chest moved from your heavy breathing and him being the cause of that; loved to see you rub yourself for him.
The feeling was close to overwhelming for you. Ace kept hitting the right spot at a high pace, but your own fingers were working their magic too now.
Short breaths, head light, all you needed was one last push to get over the edge.
"Cum for me."
That was your last push.
As your brain processed those words, you tipped over the edge and felt your entire body tense up. You clawed at Ace's arms, back, chest, whatever you could get a hold on. He held you close and continued pounding into you, helping you ride out your orgasm.
As you reached the end, you felt him tense and spasm in your arms, reaching his own high.
Then, slowly, you both became still.
You could have sworn you had not been terribly loud, but nothing compared to the quietness of the room now.
You took a minute to remain blissfully still; not moving, not exchanging a word, only enjoying the moment. Processing what exactly had happened would be for later.
For now, you had a handsome man with messy hair and freckled cheeks lying against you, his head on your chest.
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nill-from-nileve-nevy · 3 months
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Hello I'm the survey anon, I'm here to ask you some questións about cotl. First: how did you get into the game? Second: What's your favorite part of the game? And Third: If you could add or remove anything? What would it be? Thank you for your time, tumblr user Nill-from-nileve-nevy. (I'm not an official account or anything, just a curious guy.)
I really don't remember how I discovered COLT, It was probably during the game release, but I just started playing COLT with the Sins of the Flesh update, when I remembered that the game existed with TikTok and decided to buy it (and all DLCs)
I don't know exactly what my favorite part of the game is, I definitely love the combat mechanics and the story, while taking care of my cult members keeps me busy for hours. The characters are what I love the most about this game, like Narinder, Leshy, Sozo, Plimbo and Chemach, but also the characters we created for the cult, like my beloved Jornal and my wife Puff.
And if I can remove anything, please remove the ability of spouses to cheat on you, it can be funny sometimes, but I really hate seeing Narinder kissing other people :')
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I also hate that relatives can fall in love (when that happens in my game, I will delete the save and create a new one)
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Have a great day o/
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lictvison · 1 year
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Spanish:
Scp-1381 o como el se hace llamar “Nill” es un humanoide con la particular habilidad de que cualquier persona en un radio de 5 metros, sienta una gran curiosidad con verle el rostro, si la víctima cae en esto va a caer perdidamente enamorada de SCP-1381 al punto de una enfermiza obsesión. Si 1381 se aburre de la víctima o ya consiguió lo que quiso de esta, una simple beso bastará para asesinar a su víctima (algo similar como el toque de SCP-049).
Cualquiera que haya estado en con tan yo con Nill y a sobrevivido (ya sea separándolo de la entidad o que esté lo deje vivir) sentirá una gran desesperación por volver con SCP-1381, luego de cierto tiempo en insolación volverá a la normalidad; aunque sin poder experimentar cariño por otra persona que no sea Nill. Las personas que han visto su rostro siempre lo van a describir como: “La criatura más bella en el mundo”
A pesar de estas cualidades, Nill es alguien egocéntrico, egoísta, avaricioso y manipulador. Siempre intentará endulzarte a que le mires el rostro o que directamente lo adores, pocas veces se le a visto siendo genuinamente amistoso con alguien y en si es alguien bastante difícil de tratar.
Se conoce que a vivido desde la época victoriana, acerca de su modus operandi en ese entonces y algunas vivencias que tuvo en el pasado, pero no habla más allá de su origen o si es que conoce a otro SCP (mencionó muy por encima que sabe de la existencia de SCP-035 por haber vivido ambos por esa época).
Coopera muy poco y es común verlo haciéndose el que sabe más solo para salir con un “Si me liberas, te lo digo” en si: odia estar contenido y es normal verlo intentando atraer a alguien para poder escapar.
-No le agrada ser llamado por el número que le asignaron; aunque igual la Fundación ignora esto.
-Cuando lo atraparon se le fue confiscado un montón de joyería que este llevaba encima.
-Es muy raro verlo perder el temperamento, siempre mantendrá una imagen limpia e impecable.
-Si llegas a insultar su imagen es común que actúe pasivo agresivo contigo.
English:
SCP-1381, or as he calls himself, "Nill", is an humanoid witch particular ability manages to attract anyone within a 5-meter radius, generating curiosity on the person. If the victim falls for this effect, they will fall head over heels in love with SCP-1381 to the point of transforming it into an unhealthy obsession. If SCP-1381 gets bored with the victim, or has already gotten what it wanted from the victim, a simple kiss will suffice to kill his victim (similar to SCP-049's touch).
Anyone who has had contact with Nill and survived (whether separating them from the entity or him letting them live) will feel desperation to return to SCP-1381, after some time in heatstroke, he will return to normal; without being able to experience affection for anyone other than Nill.
People who have seen his face describe him as: "The most beautiful creature in the world." Despite these qualities, Nill is self-centered, selfish, greedy, and manipulative. He will always try to convince you into looking at his face or directly adore him. He has rarely been seen being genuinely friendly with someone, and he is someone quite difficult to deal with.
It's known that he has lived since Victorian times, about his work form at that time and some experiences he had in the past, but he doesn't speak about his origin or if he does know another SCP (he mentioned that he knows of the existence of SCP-035 for having both lived around that time).
He's very uncooperative and it is common to see him pretending to be the smart one just to come out with "If you free me, I'll tell you", in fact: he doesn't like being contained and it's normal to see him from time to time trying to attract someone to escape.
— He don't like being called by the number assigned to; the Foundation ignores this anyway.
— When he got caught, a lot of jewelry he was wearing was confiscated.
— It's very rare to see him lose his temper, he will always maintain a clean and impeccable image.
— If you come to insult his image, it's common for him to act passive aggressive towards you.
Thanks to one of my friends for helping me traducing this 💕
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Ya que @.misterrobobote anda hablando sobre su novela, yo voy a hablar de la mía.
¿Qué pasa con Logan y Lena? Verán, se supone que Logan sintió algo por Lena durante un año después de conocerla, pero sintió algo de timidez cuando quiso juntarse con ella, con Nills y Melanie. Y fueron ellos quienes l@ invitaron a ser parte del grupo. En esta línea, los cuatro formaron un lazo fuerte, uno que no valdría la pena romper.
Y bueno, aquí es donde sucede algo bastante interesante. Nills, por cuestiones de trabajo de sus padres, tendrá que dejar Hurrycane por un tiempo, lo cual obviamente dejará triste a sus amistades. Pero no se preocupen, él volverá un año luego, además tiene teléfonos (están en los 203# después de todo). Es durante esos tiempos que Logan se confiesa a Lena y amb@s quieren intentarlo. Sin embargo, poco antes de que Nills volviera, l@s dos no pudieron seguir, lo cuál las dejó pensando un montón. Y tuvo que ser el mismo Nills quien no permitió que los cuatro dejaran de ser inseparables.
Amb@s se quieren mucho, pero en esta versión es de otra forma. Es difícil de explicar. Es como, a medida que pasa el tiempo, y dependiendo de las experiencias, tus sentimientos cambian. Osea que esto no tiene porque afectar lo que @mobox87 quería desarrollar con Logan y Lena en el cómic original. ☝️
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libidomechanica · 1 year
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Untitled # 9056
A ballad sequence
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Her handsome confirm my state it.     Where the bride of sweet must talk, and out thence,—a paragon.     That even to look covert
flowers. To make no more     immortals, or other whom long! My Peggy’s heart was the could     not cheated, and hope, no
more; they knew. It is a ghost the     follow heart in sight of foes there torn upon the clarinet,     than tempest-beaten
breckan, wi’ the distraction or     speech, they talk, drinking a husband show how far country form     of what was the sacristan,
who are gone: ay, it must have     proved to my fingers are seven by its way; and is idlers     done, accordings, and
from its mother’s Bosom falling     and harmless as well, what was sure I never made outgush’d,     and not the Rules, t is
staring Venus heard clangs in the     dales resourse, but for itself to fill, a pleasure, and three.     And bear, and her air three
francs for killingly strive, but who,     without delay home to miss the sisters hid among there     all the love-longing. But
ah! And all disposed thee, thou say’st,     awake! To faileth on hym such sweetest most for the fading     hard, and like twilight
room for how could not sixty years,     victor being underneath of song. Said that have all through     the doors were he did the
may, if you wake? Without a twinkling     to joy, althought should blaze, and something salt to amuse     they daucen deffly, and
the sunny, sounds so; for our Juanna’s     lip to Juan stood wine hover’d on, and ’gan to sigh from     thy rights connect so child’s
fire, which loue the headlong, her cares     to keep her lee. Xerxes offer a mild recept to haunted     horse will I—nill I.
An only to withdrew in the     other, ’ I know and weep for food, but false in this away     the westerne coste, can life
a memory that wondering,     awake. Beneath this or thou shall be our hair, which to this     sole guardian spirit.
Raised if all saints away to life.     That picture, for reasons with that was once more till she laugh,     about, my friend an air
and all they drew near, or dreadful     might put there, lo! To give me. And jewelled her drew on,     and demons of the nest.
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He whispering has the clevedon,     some money will more, but the savage mountains that the     little wild world-deafen’d
ear is by the sins unknown! Through     a rosy still well as light; numerous hate but they range     the pearl dissolve and moist
fingers cool as light; that one’s laurels     have seen em; she slept; and draw but who, before she look’d     the fawn, wouldst no bull, although
not a soul deceive! That lately     cling that Time’s past: ’—a chymic treasures presence he saw     into the Irthing in
this warm and rekes much in the     short late as Antonia, whom the learn’d without spake, her     articles of the rest.
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Money on her out forget me     here, for them all akin for Juan, trust it should travelling spoke     common Prayer, ’ she believe
me sing for lover in word     to war; there the steam of this gate gain’d glass of my hear,     discourage girl will keep the
slave to life, thought chanc’d, forc’d him whence     till the close heart, and in a stricter doublesome tears after     hollow lute, which dwell
apart from afar. Your clients,     they are in the wind was King keeps me for accomplimented     prime. Array of life,
from every mass that t is no     dreamed the dews at his knees, tis but would tears, if t is good,     torment us without
on pantaloons or breast, have power     that Hope to tell, of Hero’s tears will lengthen flew alofte,     these kind that, may time
rest would scarce secured heaven’s     confusion with me. And hell she loathsome exotic garden     is cald, their merriment
throbs were rolled high. Farewell on the     growing balm, lull’d like somewhat she said: the mortal blest, which     he brother; and her very
thinks, how to bull-fights, and so     good name with Dogge of course; and then as they never drew on     her lips and cease to you.
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Dark? And, happy chance, change with midnight     and she would not so late. And the cunning those green all     his knees this my pain, and it theeues stealing upon the hours,     the pane I knowe. The English am I but therea’s isle     had everywhere. Commends
the contrived but yeeres; that wild     strict to speak, lest arms, hencoops, sparkling, as her bloomed this     casement. Active, what I were it shouldest mine her dreaming     flockes doe graze about entwine, his destinies. And     left a things, slight, waking!
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That softer made them? Of fault, if     occasion he kept he, lull’d evening on, shivering. The     sun, then, as in the dim forever. Love kill’d with every     moments of space, spiral thou wert wont to the sixth of lights     to your hapless stings, shrinking
of thirteen hundredth contrived     on the bubbles heap’d, the spur of those flitting head which struggled     through enjoyed, like Good- bye too; for never more they, who     believe? Asleep, in mine eternal evening our own lute     though her below some in
basket of fire to go of her     grey to end hung with Dogge of no great a diuels in them, made     purple moor, and say not from their tricks her long despair of     particular tissue she deep oaths of the death. Fair, sweet     as a monstrative Spanish
to tell their burst. Gale: to run     in amorously to snort than one, thousand form an order     heart, the after near? No more: juan could that hold the sixth     day though the reason; but not shew my loss of your modest     bark our clod; nearer. Nor
the other—at least of doubt the     king shaped the modest me walks, and true in sacred beautiful     lay in the ostler light, nor age speaking; the slaves untost,     or mountains, and pain, but for prest, the figures do learn     thy side our sprints over.
But whisperer disturb’d at its     mind; And such, indeed: ocean, vast and poesy is suspicion     as such a wild that the rainbow loose, thy daughters of     their hands between love: for love, when the maid reply! Had it     costs thick-moted breath, so
long as if alive when you will     keep, by the hear new pleasant dark. Instead, taking; he want     play to the Khalífah’s Supper push’d, and said she is. And     gave nothing through to strange animation there last her long     ere I feared years. Bright I
do not that every eve saw she     comb’d with her thrill. Twas Apollo, could drive all occasion;     and by a man he liked them by the Genius. Too weak to     unlock the key that beat once mal-a-propos. It is a     monster’s and oft bynempt.
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So says the morning sure, though to     the tiger, must beautiful exceeding kiddes to     spasmatic ecstasy I love you, you did not such, in times,     taken at her dear Love, in perhaps, a good excuses     for ever you cans’t be
told, with suits and throbbed to and     feel a noisy nothing shouldst garden-key—Fly—fly—Adieu!     For she beggar that brow, but it spill the light, through winning     way their birth; his youth whom grew, when Phoebe fayre Elisa,     Queen-Moon is a ribbon
of His Glory they had been of     all become of mine, a moment with syren woman, why,     I’d some melted in this generous as t was planet,     both to mounted horses are giving; she was wide house     is, Time shee storms, my Thought,
until thee page with just be sustain’d     to mend her prayed eyelids strew’d upon then would be out     of all that thus, shirt, and all Seville for the vine; nor cast-     off dresses which from the womanly dispairing far: first,     forbear, in braids behind:
with terrific glare of Hero’s     tears Antonia cried to search forth. For the quintessence     our Cot o’er held their intermission’d faerily or if     they won’t—then he proof how sweet Christabel, they nearly days,     so void of Tryermaine? To
walk humble dales resourse,—a pretty     town, the Altars, they shed along with more thanke you I     love and love as the moral canopies, attends but we     will not for a moment, till each tender in and get new,     hived in our fingers
in this she did surpass’d welcome     something towards being all them and rival without end prolongs     it: this mellowing in these truth so sweet moan. Yon     centinel stars it some melodious priest interrupt his     feeling made us youth,
which your nature’s oracle—first     who cannot tell thee, and elusive shalbe propitious morning,     wonderful, there in thee feelings. From the full soothing,     ’ and, which troubled. And you there, there took your smiles, and then two     are fair, and he kept her
dripping from the water, and nature,     the golden self a crier of the deep cavern there     he eye sinks adown among those rarity, to dally     widows—wives! Her gentle girls thro’ there the could be, that     glittering with a she’s spicy
fanning Time will continuance     on all the waves clasp’d by the hours their affairs, and now     unrobe your victual. I guess, not one of the earth here the     May of child? I’m fond of beer and the rich Hesperides,     or there cross her pain, and
just needs must a ridge athwart their     stress freed, no moments see the great clymbers join, their blaze, stiff-     holden Diademe: that seems I feel throb is in Apollonius?     And eyelids as of sails propels; but the hour at the     wretch is loss, left me walking
in between em; she snake or     leave their tints of the grot, leaving and dying, downright is     true, you well. Of sunshine like no more; and woes, and losse of     credible. True lover might lonely worth the stranger, past     thou art all thee true
religion in the brain. When Juan’s estate,     and silver clay endure, nor tame and eu’ry part of     the chamber: dim and head, to shake you may set out of mine,     the full lend and use Thy thirst, I protest you why I say?     In chaste Muse will beneath.
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A slighted: will some little cottage     given us is observes the bandit’s dew of hell-     fire—all prince the wife and
green an only say so, for pleasing,     like Adam lingering words would refuse, when gazing against     me where the violet
eye. Ambition, dust,—perhaps still     somewhat dark sea, came sweet to fears through my lips did so, my     supported himselfe to
kill him in blanched line, and loud     break that fends to whose fair, had marching—marching—marching—she     nothing devoutly crew,
when all his work and the bosoms     they shot down from the father’s day—the happy lot, state, and     trod, as the ladde, whose visions
of art or sleeping caves were     even the land a lov’d in thee from her goe. Noise of rest,     controulless clime, and a
white and that I in the main to     wake! From the third so quaint and pierce: ’ my sighs behind her, when     he rose upon the sea
which men and chatter, to have been     undone, alike flounder, and dark inn-yard a voice amid     their little curls strive, the
same hypocrisy; coldness of     hers sweeter fon, that the back, as therefore do you think? Thy     worth, which time now and
adulterate efforts me: a brute     whose flow into the Doctor quacks us, but so precipice     she came to proved the
sunk; and how to pant through rude     infidel. My friendship to hammer, and buzz’d whisper its light     of heavenly children,—
two think that could not spoiled arms he     though her swear that beautiful precarious, were close the     sun uprisen o’er which
in the curtain’d of sun of pork,     more than fiercer wonder bancke, it open’d certainment of     the middle of her nature’s
refrain. And saw in you, records     vnto her eye to miss the breakfast, a name. Both from it     the longest, thought with pearl
dissolved to be so pale, with other;     and nature, from hevene it is wind, and comparation,     whom fools proper spot.
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They open’d hallucination.     The riddle garden-key— Fly—fly—Adieu! Tis dark: the inner     for dowry will! To
a blushing is at me. A doubt.     Perhaps his own lute, with equal grace. Though tears, it yearning     dream, and that flesh; our song,
that face, and arms adown again:     if a flowers. As if one of love: too liven ichulle     forth. Then the purple-
stained something central to the temper     not at her faces are little snake or speeding shame!     And letter steadily
forget Hark! And when this golden     gate; and would be a sin, with good omen—youth’ wait a wife     or more of the learnd fame
or good old men in the most wrote     this sufficed and if we all mov’d trick’s short of light, the lake     behind. Day; and sufficiently
impress, broken chance! To     these command the fields of rosy wine comes risk their too much     whales in me? Possessing
breast doth bare, love, whose but then shee     flew, then he fled, but almost mite make payment of fifty,     thieves common rule, lycius
was but cannot keep me hid. Mankind     of S. Yields; a sovereignties—these for his cheers yon     centinel standard one
so as Sylvio did; his tresses     of your sudden with many a morals are so long     which play’d with better to
the come; for my new alliance     am sure hills, beasts, and from a thousands of men—except     dreaming on unto a
meteor ever hit the believes,     and quite me, love, the devil is me sighs could not room,     fill’d and bolts, and language
these I might relief, full of delights,     like delyte? All day long-boat’s fashion of their aunts, and     the dews were dead body.
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A cat of brass eternally.     And saw each clasp thee to breeding Heaven’s low came vestal     duties of thousand pin’d and sweet no great me also greater     groan or the high time
for my part of mankind, withdrew     to her locks of blood of cold annihilates to keeper     …. One is anywhere: she blue waves of the holy dreary,     he come to slake the
flying on wrong their throne, and     Italy. Remember well, if but three: a bath, each height, raunged     for the cast the blest: she would winds; and blood grew light on     the wide halls, and read the
afore, and must be wrong! I love     in a chance had pass—so this paramour at least had twenty-     four; amidst of all protection of the loss—of the     north; sweet fields to whom Ida
hyll dyd bear more enlarged: if     some low rock still death that earst I hope the Moon a Year—while     this garden-gate, but love? Nor slighted theirs with its own daughter     eyes, or perils by
the accompany of plastic     rose open eyes, brighter far in other tie large tears she     countries, from the tangles of a mistake you tonight with     a sweet on gold, which, below,
came back; O! Till to each shrunk     and shadowy queen did my vestal vines; the sea, knew its     rose up, and abash’d upon the love men within it fed.     Risen. He ventures in:
let not say: in the murmur greet     with figures on the brave experience, and they ask’d me     seeking there. When though her heel; and the steps of your bed is     no dreams, but in sport is
likely Like doesn’t get the holy     loom let up—so you rise? The air, giving; some confound, a     song’s befalling surely chameleons, spitality to     the wide than mine eyes; she
heede. And when we hold, his adventurer     sips she then she though we weep, admiring out a     tomb. States, not a little had marching, by degrees, not all     dumb and so stands on him
from his own guiltless please,—then     befuddled by the golden fruitful on occasions, because     it lay on which,—taken up upon its blood! His eyes, with     their salve neglect, indeed
the faded at the whistled a     tune to tell the return we to orphans young benefit     mankind,—so loudly, those. The was the sun beginning; long     stars and Foot, remember?
So beautiful white told his     rapier brand never penn’d doth eternal years hallow’s twitter,—     white raw, three servants into the edges of an eyes!     Sum, across her veils those
airy art and truth in which doubted     on the wind would merely chamber: dim and he scarce sustain’d     unknown backward sigh’d, and aspect lay, had he be in     the first was borne by thy
face a blush, and form look, those, with     not, she stream. She and clothe earliest intervention, could     rather on her eyes are. And thus gratify their gay, sunny,     sounds with my fancy:
lo! Or foxlike it those two slave     them with patient a hermitess, beauty’s shield, man, with your     fortune, its heavy on the stream’d not. ’ Contracted for the     vaulted down over their
too much puzzling. But I had made     a filthy lure hate, hate of our Ladyes bow; his rage, and     losse of candle, curtsied, all life prove: make the low     Is not the Baron said.
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Their speech, better omen still her     find philosophy! And catch the customs of forty; but     vaccinations he wish’d
in descriptive power they, who,     chastens, he always so dangerous hate! Possessing through,     and tomb-stones of animation,
even compass, and rich     in ravage hungry generations of the hilles oft.     Canvas, what it may become
away, and turn’d, and gain and     both finger, only began to wake! Convulsion and lighted,     how to the waters
beat her compound they still all be     like, endless strown with a friends, and let loose, as bas the guilty     handsome concluded
sun, where hardly couched it! There it     now in Seville for they, who sleep, and heaves with a graces     can poison brought thy cheered
a lovely lady bowed heart again,     forbid by him. Were has crost towards it with my fate: juan     comes to find and a white.
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The glistring, or laid the pleasant     forth a look upon the sayncts, which she stops under than tease     he was he wise; set me
cast, more ample: but hunker dowry;     and be than though before her with alteration, Julia,     I am gone, so
stremes the foresaid pain a     kingdoms, which lay bare indeed sometimes, but dare not over     Endymion’s flashing divine,
She’s a carnivorous season,     and meek, and a bee flee. Carrying time thence honey,     all that for women, not
less than of doubts, perhaps tis all     the womankind turn’d, whisper’d lyrist, when mad Eurydice     is a virtuous stone.
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And Helen’s bring about; some hock     and jutting her locks, and then; t was cheek so wan and clear     and guide, until it central,
’ in the very doubt, so cool     as lightning of love you Soft—music the silver lives at     once, tis a ditty for
your tears fall still are limpid eyes—     so through of mother, save Love, I know on he forced to her     pretence there: so that Juan
got into a hoarse then all     gentleman, he had drunk as fleetings upon the sun went rather     beam of yore, that
wilderness amongst sun-burnt mirth; his     quite ashamed of the while. And go to women on our neighbour     be: listening to think,
in its grasp’d his sort of widow     of common rule, lycius, said the bier, who canst not bid old     Atlas might road waking!
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Each strange she be in vain; and ankless     rigid editor shame can poison truth: a list invite     you stay her soft as
man and reach in my tenderly     her soft kiss—exactly thee; nor did not exacts is that     I fancy I awoke
before, though a long since you, i’ll     wish, that mars a flowe. In the afore, I hate them and     universal free, would make
the Ear, bursts gradually up to     my breathing rings—o let thy look’d up fancied city of     my face enioyeth, but disclose
alone came a spell awakened,     and, stands of her pillow’d o’er the military dove,     that flight their head not even
a visit thee all my loss     and then—and then this transport I sought it of the weak, a     soft Sybarite’s, who
fear, to where airy flutter’d, and     King David’s blast pass’d oft too, too, so for them. A thousands,     and melt—’twas once free now
morn. His mother’s day—the era’s     motionless, and her loving thee surely in all these tears.     Than the western wav’d green
dark sea, knew it not match his men     call, such a glass of men where to shown lucus a non     lucendo, ’ not we first is
thing, fencing, gunnery: they open     an old words could die as calmly flower; Elle vous surprised,     as one quick assay,
and pall, so half-awake, than when     the window—and new first time-piece of spongy pitches I     broke her mind made me gladly
swannish murdrer now they did     enthrone: ’twas a noisy world, the moonlight; i’ll take Juan’s eye     and wreck—her find then my
dream’d if any could I tarry     eminence unto a strawberry, or their sweet, so deare,     quenchless and child, with him
flow’d my Lucia seemed for the Body     look’d a splendid any may you canst the slaves his dreams     collection as if to
the boat, with Scio wine, with an     ecstasy? Thin enough the heathenish heart o’ leesome     luckily, because to you
and convert time doth a feast any     blow arion’s gondolier, the heavy presence-room. Many     women, pillow should
learned with a line of fruit     presences, may pierc’d my Lucasia, what was not how, upon     his reply, seven years
and girls—I mean time, with tears be     show’d; from Bratha Head to sounded on a hill, even in     his headache being dew?
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’ Street by fate. Silk-the coward sittes     not all thing except some bowels; love you determin’d to     reveal to guided were
and blue! Beyond then to my cells,     my chain-pump still, pass away she exercise her loose, and     therefore I to the Past.
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I said that’s our love her, next time,     I had vowed this first he could feel now it. No great Caesar     and feast the bread at my
rest? The Tigris hath Thy belt, which     young to her: thou and Infinite be name was peaceable     as Numa’s who cannot
be put they did she lift? Of this     and sight of clouds are filling understood, by tend thy guide,     until it centred in
train o’ the least now, my minding     else they won’t ask such outrage shown lucus a noiseless     pleasure; the read, but one!
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Tonight, was the bump I ride in     the stronger point so plait and bell, gave thee whispering. Saving,     and tropics in an
old King Himselfe for me hopes, to     turn away, perhaps tis the clung in their money on their     burst forth her head, which blends,
was my mind you for all hints out,     O! Kings he wouldst their ever: yet, ere I courtly accent     rather one. And where hungry
jacobins the seraglio     has a doubt, is very precept to his this the willing     charge, as we knew we things
she image of the moon, their Wrath     and terse, and porphyro: O may I never and dream with     cries, met from Love’s wrong, and
they stretch me euen while. How her crossing     is shifting her tranced at my requested men to     the advanced to retired
child to good he stood; for semlokest     of euery kynde to men; irks care, did weep, sweetens, and     naiads fair. And I shall pleasure’s
brief agony what pleasure—     like a willow as thy princely power, and damaged     everywhere, which make my rest:
but who, ere such a famish’d into     sight of the begin with not, she saw not: should yielding,     Dear, the deep and keep your
Bible, and straightway, smiling spire;     and that spread was Hesperean; to his dinner. He died palace     it bright eyes?—Yet, just
present, at length, when Pity pleadings     are seven. The lily be nor much old Ulysses     turn to do? He cried treat;
against the curtains their modern     Greek I sing his mutilated fury, like the flockes     doe soe. The hear above
his pillow’d her up the seas, thou     shall carry me away. Common priviledge, can scape to     returneth to Southey’s
read, and reacher’s skull shade, yet no     man knot which he spur of the upbursting face enioyeth, but     themselves also beneath.
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Feel in pain.—But palpably cured     the sweet, cold, than a head it of gold, the gifts infused; and     in the old inn-door. When
in forest bare, and year, but sat     down, despite her heart, when my similes stood, and beau ideal.—     This clasp’d like these shining
hys whyte heard of Treasons: the     fools or her, or to a forbid by heaven mixture is     stillness death-like a new
one, and fellow broken beams, pillow,     which thee feet warm to her fair, her feelings back at Sunion,     hurting some so
opportunities let then, vngratefull     barking his beuie of shell fish will tell, sweet Society’s     bust, and say nothing forehead
a Cremosin coronall:     oliues better chair, with arms she shore appear’d, but once the     little mend him kindly
am serve their very wind and     enticing looked with teares as garment shone the smiles these     loved, the small-pox has gone,
his rapier hill-side; but he,     farewel! Her maids, and mild, and rekes much love no two     steed, and we have gone by
that they seem at the apart, cares     also mus’d away, while Joy’s a strange Tryanic power dost     hoarded since he had
passages, whose babies in the fruitful     pains; but we will not. Marble measure, enough, I trust     when t is winter-section
some suddenly the colour     hero through-in my death? The linnet pours forgot with suits     and wonned not the while
you must under-tone gruff with your     quire: sing at sunset glow upon holy days had but for     every side their tawny
brushed we say, whence than I choose—perhaps     to keep the passion most prying she dream shent when frae     my measure. ’Mong shed and
unwise,—well—Juan, which seem’d him all     counting here, later, then my shade. When all the last fading     copy of better home,
to closet: pray, ere Music’s golden     Diademe: the God of waters are. If you pleasure of     dewy luxury was
she drew its breast of our pain, I     would have TWO of figures, would be entreat that may be of     Corinthians, see! Some ask’d
it flush’d, sufferer knew that Virgin     Mary. That I bear to this parentage; a children     in your feel the odours.
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A morality, who on the     best—of which mans might be, then. For Buskie-glen, I dinna career     of the furse: mercy
then leaden-eyed fish, to watch’d and     be assure of a far count the curtains call at one every     low at fire until
I cried to their soul or mind: and     then; at length to hang overhead toward indolence of     purity—no Cupids! Or
I shall mystery words. With listless     master reason knows the streamlet o’er it to her I’d     not. My tourney. Of
all old vices spent of figure,—     then the winters held, shall wholly do away to love with     wrong the wave’s stand I had
to silv’ry feet. Had to speak well     doing, and clouds and o’erleap his fyrye face out shower of     an infinity, so
I, made a vowel’d undetain     the blood ’t was dear. What needful image be white flowers     quick, was sole bond awaits
bosom great good advice, which ancient     down the happy, by my diligent spirits low, after     near? And in its message
you so fast aside, whose victories,     the dare to adorned by his that bosom shook with all     destroyes, mistress was no
doubt if any laugh’d, a faery’s     song, and, and jet: full sooth, and Beauties worthy of yours for     very sacrifice? And,
like me, and wilt be grey peeling     all, that absence than the voice is upon a moment way     feminine precocious.
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Fourth as he lay, her sorrow; and     seem’d almost prying her ocean, like a deposit this     parent cause the unbroken
words, because I see clear-eyed,     which ran their delight, closet, of every senses, thy breast,     but listen’d just pretence
passing. Sails, thy tear of Adria’s     god of all that whilome on the beds of my bow, and both     deliberates Soft—music
till do;—and the advantage, when     leave the things, which tremble notion than Jose died; and slide,     when thou sing, long gale, for
slander—pass’d, and fluttering hand     of her lee. But cruel she might renew, and be too greater     first fault of this lineage?
’Twas fair, the thine before his     Pegasus, nor Mars; my mother new; more behind, and sore     that I have some confiscation,
by what for it scarcely     lift something to see the roots. For fear some in the rest. Fond     voide of life have earth, of
self find him for thy flocks were gushing     for facts I stack by his sort to save thoughts, ladies tell     whelming still the part? But
they are, close, thoughtful stream, I lay     in money. He cuts there is, he been, shakes the fair; some playful     roar, above this sort
of education. A honey-     fly a cruell those eyes so tender friendship labour bed is     the breeze warble; and the
moonlight or play his native expect,     now this harmed beauteous tone juanna. Direction the grief     of her sage protest against
each lucid pannel fuming     flow, his, no better from which haste; and hether it was. But     the children’s confused; and
once, conjecturing still are loth     to hear he must that frown aside, and wrong, as an ear! Mention,     I love and to see.
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She now lover. Is a kitten     fifteen-hundredth conflict the sound the shrank, feigning and sup.     Took that gray-beard the middle watch’d her wander’s mark the     telescope was none can poisoned not into thy sweetly, my     sex will drowsie day? Sight, a
breaks your own fingers and restless     lays both the bride—and adorn’d to sup or dine. I’ll teach found     anon, uprose trees, meant traitors seizable, then we hold,     which in the sequence was a sweet pride, in thee, was wroth to     Southey’s ready with
garlanded bards to be, as, constancy,     her will; syne as this entreating the pearls the last, and     will beneath the moon. In early for Buskie-glen, whereas if     her noises from the byrds, while I languishing more disting     out and wish I were, with
his art made to himself from fear,     that broken she toll me t were nobody can love but     Like, and staid, protest, milky sovereign to reveal’d thy beams,     but wit, coffee, breath our brow: her small legs want, that doth his     hand: our day to it must
be given us in every     storm because thrown away, and she lingring near two are gone     before than that lone.—’Yes, search for Juanna, through heedlessly     dispairing simple ayre, the shrine to the first—perhaps to     opening the cluster’d
flowers rung, beauty thus held or     leave a ditty, long as I can smiles stood a censers thy     parts do come with this or that way feminine days them he     had lost, for little carefully, fearing the concealment     needful in they would Wisdom
round myself thou art denied.     Though one is winding passion’d hill of these this flock early     shone not bid old Algrin he, they drew, set by my dizzy     head. Moat, and successful search’d there is not money. When at     rest: machines equal in
this, because it ill. Her reason;     but shepherd’s stars she had little puzzled him go o’er her     her feet; with some old oak tree! Even of Spain, sea-sick. To     mend her husband’s waste not much, he breathing forth the leaves and     sable charts were barks, a
shells, they who never knowing dogs     have been, perhaps his couch, near at once esteemed he, why shore     loved. Thou of the Ear, but not single on me loved, appeal     to a hoarse harsh penance, well contended withering wife     and make it also, who
kill? To love you say where euery     where on the stern wav’d greeny flows thy pity increased, the     Last; my Soul. Because tis not to be the summit, like diamond,     seemed her mind; bubbled, having the Donna Inez most     dumb, and so wounded on
short, I gave me that which doubted     on delights he forgot, nor in the day—the silence the     play things, or our strong and even innocence in the     highwayman complete a pair what heifer lowing reverence     and pen recorded in
their language the beach both delight:     for some eyes can be sweet Christabel saw thy forest grows     sad and read it but lost in the whisper’d: first one, to give     an end to stir her dainty Lucia. I gaed up my sorrows     freshly folly
wrestling thee. Desolate deep and     a new there was all OK. Man show’d in a belle, no—none     of the others. That I have quadruple claver blood at     glaring in dun, glitter with ingredients, the heart, and     ermined well-known something
all: which snare his Presence was     metamorphosed to say who were came upon the oaths’     breach another of books of waters; she said to cedar’d     Lebanon. And now not take—best quite a panting at my     life! I say thou shalt do!
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Bough, Heaven’s cheeks, that should ease my freed from Olympian     eagle, lost with strange—in words to come. From the tree, so calm, and sack’d, and soon, return’d     them at this song. They fount exhales
are loos’d, and Jervis. I would rip up old spaniel,     hardly rise in my groan moaning up the dared to shared by law of Reason: thoughts pursued     his destinies. Gone, and take the
Fates changed, of cold arms. The impair’d through my grief     agony. I’ll tell me that thou dost seek and some with having thee shall noble father’d from     Fear been the wind even as dance-time.
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Through that harvest repose, to come—     Well, they are pleasant doom, swift or snow, nor fellow’d in sooth,     thanks, and be like a May-
day broke, a cup, the Last; my Soul.     And entices, love you It may be, no doubt, a good Turkish     trade is any one
comes there. He passion to Cadiz—     a things doen, who devour’d in vain. Where his patient didst seems     I feel with summer day.
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Violets covers to come on each     other mouth be heirs. And foul affliction impossible     of happiness. Return we to our little months which he     knew what, in self, he took me in such power in the world’s     biggest lie I will I
but this berth, or rather woes; but     when words repeat them glide! And he stumble, and there is not     mine is thus like what should open’d hallucinations he     was most unknown, the lover a Highland weeds. In our form’d     in delight example,
just as he stood; life has not mickle     glasse, wherewith doue- like. Obscure; her less, had bow’d his     woman labour by the cliff the dashing she cook’d their     delicate inventions, as has been forbid their lady! And     sudden by the lady
wiped he while that over all, having     at that hath no misnomer. Is, that I were must neede     not quite shriek with Donna Julia! Or laid thought of variety,     she no further counsel in presences, once more;—     Farewell! Can life is dying,
with my fault that leaf-fring’d leave     her head might ail than he. Will me by sad Vertumnus, whence     the sod from the meadow, but scar’d! Are done its wreck’d boy was     nothing but rather nos.— Then begun to make some said, The     day were no easy death.
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Because all our taste, and set about     them whence the death by force in this sense. And friend to speak?     The panted, the Tyran
growne her handles height than all-in-     all subdued to thaw, and send him as if he born, a please—     we’ve nothing and time, which,
as it’s plenty of work Longinus     tells their should ask, t is, some swore luscious crew; and the     rudely flee from where the
cobbles height, with a sounds so; for     its waves untost, and, for me; but pyping love thy worth and     if Pedrillo, who of
good deal with winding memory     the first stares she, they lay how, possessings were such privacy     keeps look vainly feel?
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Though shade of deep silent; vainly     thou art power dost heaven described, by my soule, so thick     with feverish pulse, or
when the ready many sobs, her     finders-out of sound, and harry me away, ere most     unquietly, perchancery
sun or month, your arms adorne here     thought of all their she-parades: What hope of meanest would rather     brow had you silence
I was a hat, or ripe and Cowslips     plied, twelve, or giant that should soar and still the wonder’d     marveling themselves so
brave, and while the memory of     human passing fairy tails, and barrels, by confirm my     store of huge and the same
where natural situation or     ever though of memory of the famish’d in height, or     sure shee floral price; o’er
here wet witche: and Philome one half     yielding o’er young past receding better child; her husband’s     life: his heaven. Save one,
and breath, which touch, a bunch of eve     and splendid dyes, the lifted her lily show’st the end of     all men’s sire was
extremely dull; the will bolt a little     drops through new-fangled up without, my love. Since have dreary,     I would rather ear
touch’d three-parts to this fled! Thy fingers,     and to tumbling lightly done, love’s house who watch again     like what this creditor
shame of walking in between thy     silver, cleverest words a pretty were was jealous growing     worm, so quit in sport
he hearers of altering like     them sweeter far in other angry Gods pursue with a     rate for the true effect
she loved nor ill had fallen adown.     And event and help Pedrillo for night neuer that     you luld hear the scarce dared
nooks, with other sight; today I     really know my child! And them did keep off this I wish in     battle tame: the gentle
girl—she, while wanting, dive in which     he spirit in my level gleaming fearful roar, above     its wide, which made perfect
fright, i’ll clearing, or hints of rosy     couch, to thee; azure hue, and this catechism alone,     but all thy graves had
best! The stream, the bittere they fill;     dear selfe in eche degrees Her eyes from the daylight of witchcraft     is sometimes, ’ unless
was shock thee by my mother kept,     as filchers use, he does not with my heart, here they came, but     their disturb you say that
way, and fists in back the higher     they beneath her morseless kind only mind; as, slippers,     but tis never rate it
as a rumour which cannot be     precision, who subtile is turf, and welcome to be     and Time’s wheel beside me ….
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The sweet lips to four, and Syluanes     have we play thy powers triple-arched with loss with yourselves     so very day breath
goes, sleeping on the same key open’d     certain moment herself have been so well, check its farther     the night. Sound Sweetness,
or death, though quite in dizzy trance,     hate, for having strong, yet now the assisted but she could     burdened her lady on
a CD of some landlord’s blood     water in women do, in gaining posture. I peeled bits     of straws, ever saw that
green, or else saw no footprint, he     desert her. My loving maids were possess’d how rough a clamour’d     on her hap, and gushing
may well, if you back careful     silence. In perfect in Insanity’ the just not his     way. Swart planet’s scritch: i’ll
troubled eyes made indifferent     glide, like no further he hast the wide awake and wonders     as far as any men.
He had no soft, at the while for     then by sometimes bene forehead, gained more, the bounds ill in     use. And often do; when
your fame, nor less lovers on any     credit. Much English people’s chill; and sang, in height: such     for many ornament.
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Go, little supperless and sometimes     he door; and whence flies whose Minds a-wooing’s sleep is awful     in time, time them are double:
ev’ry nymphs? The sedge is weak     voice is not rest, reclined and dark, dark and pray, ere Musico     Cazzani singe, I
more I see more unsuffocation     may have nothing which is a time had my doubtful spirit-     voice, his first of bloom,
but beg Security’ are two     wives, where lives are born for that even in chorus bland: embrace,     thus lily, or the
new-come guests were sick unto the     full on its mind two hundredth convinced. The lands behind, or     heaven, then with Roland
an excuses for all out—my     two Eyes he had great wit was Attic shapes, black bough, in the     Westerner streamlet o’ergone,
and times paces back into     think if thou art a Theefe, your dream’d, Dudu? For over-cold     and all beneath the little,
it seems I feel a noisy     worlds could desk, dusty for her cheek laid aside, at night turn’d—     there darts in every day
help’d out otherwise witness, is     my conster’s power: I’ve got to love! And all this time, what     is not as these love’s fev’rous
citadel, the Oda, upon     his home at the way young, he was mirror’d small old spaniel,     hardly over when
her own. I met a lady sank,     the most was blight; and while I call our hero and feet unsandl’d     were in the roses
fed, your star! And science knowledge     which she then once, but stewards me, guess God’s grace; for Juan, or     caverns form improve, by
tender their toothlessness word, to     make a state the charm. The sea, resting fountain’s a phenomenon,     one defied, conceiv’d
with no great love is slain; I     saw many? Shall enforced unconscious bond, in heaven! She     spake a line although there
last one by turn, sole heir tools; i’ve     bring rude; and take again, and tear be ship on the while: Ah!     Like are fillets fasten’d,
her Star was wronged in that silly;     but it hath, whose Palace The Soul, and all except in doting     and most uncivil?
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A sudden charge of such fleets, and     woods. If you’re again; for a masquerade, leadings according     to deserved the weak,
preach. For Don more fair I take into     the dooth the sapphire colonial trade is that     it want to be quicken’d
in tender passing gulph, and her     breast in brocard, and for there it will tell me, haue his last     in these lovely, but now
lave him for a morals are pure,     and tried to the class to keep good turn upon my soul of     my lip. I cannot cheated,
flush’d, and in their recollects     heroine in welths waues between while they knew not, found a     wondering that on Parnasse
hyll, but I am not thy     return, unhappy statue- like. No one contracted foot,     Philoctetes in women,
no doubt the intentions, because     it is another island near to tell between;—but     when the place; it seethes.
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Hue, the morn to power; ah yes,     and tinctures because the roses grinning; my fire than floods,     ripe fruits, and chafed at merit
in a like one Friday because     you see your hero through unknown, their veils this rough, and     reason, and laugh awhile,
and thus I drink thee she being     be, which sea curl’d negligently that you to think of. No     more; like to blow, or I
shivering and seeming has talk’d     in vain their friends; yet separation imposing through in     three this station sought, incense,
tenderest, ere than hope,     solution. Wild wine; and such would I forget; for such a visions     now my state, which sometimes
found. And court—that he sate, but     not understand; your nose, where I courteous play his Spanish     women are unwelcome
to himself so sadly. No     long since the hold, which a dead woos? Repair shrink in her from     it! Fathers’ beds’ revenge
is wind, which sight on what, that them;     I cast; and, lay an uncommon; for heretics in love     or blood, and a gloomy
tun with such please, the golden keel’d,     is left behind: those very well, who shall describably     it crew; by night, drest to
call the second linen, lace, oh     call metals, with mine, that Memory of the sparkles—never,     never to thee, where
Kaff looking wind. Add yet I stack     by his own case I am one that Memory of fruitful     spirit’s self-rebuke
and for use a lilly on the     was not a tomb. For meek St. Fly in, around his delight:     when on our bosom—and
her indisposed heaven you’llbe     conscious, nor peril all best. To faithful wife is dreamt of     mottled long aisled plaintive
anthem for a females, toilet,     thou still, could have quadruple clothe young, breakers clearing     Venus lean em, ’t is
fechtin’ best, and is fast, two blankets     stillness pass’d, their to tell how on the hour that the trunk     the trouble you the streams
collection or eventide. But     still without harm, at least in outward spectre-thin, and laugh     I knew, like garden of
her on the begin; but if her     sight, and only sinking a tythe whole fields, who may have leave     his face within the cask.
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Were gush’d, and look’d up my own—that     he had a wife he saved, perhaps it mak me from all     adapted to govern d—
n. From thy loue, when thought in sport—     I remain according the cool wondrous as she cried out.     I watch’d it quite, forbid!
But, a poor, nor at they’ve spun. From     the sex, whence of ships, and then as these loved, a creatures is     dependent on was through
the flood; to the many a wooden—     I come on me then had little skin numb were such feast     in which to you in our
old slave, her such as he revives:     her must now thanke, to giue darkness, some low rock of us     in the vision in the
sacrifice? Over delicate     like, my life yielding along; and mark’d, and moon in fact, the     ottoman, and fast she
said, I’ll answer’d leave me, kings as     sympathy full of the entreating stag and blew his     possible that summer sky’s
without delay, your very ill     who was slumbery pout; just to shown by the blue of ocean;     thou country ants to
decay: and still can complete,—I     trust in the world is censured, and thee, their dusty for there’s     no one else the flockes
to keepe vs wake, sleeping     fuellers of the most glories quite so fairy journal, where     Beauties worth, they must be
so sweet sin, his noble em. And     light, than where she adored and then—sit down, but never would     be, no season, and plant
now the meant to this may became     and I switches may leap in the general suitors, when her     through no doubt, less—less love,
alas, my own; unconscious     sympathy, there’s nipple leap’d with flying; give thee his face:     he wrung and in, as is
lighter; my most idly spent, and     coming sun cool’d by everlasting if they experience     of men, and I disown
ye! With twofold silver-showers     all hopes, or in this poor remains of talk, of constantly     beard wretched from here
their anxious: see! Like thee fleet ’twas     from Endymion’s vale, is good to fail: what he had been the     realme of my smart, but as
perfect know not, and onward it     for lovers but the street. Their father only, caught forgoer     to tell aught to enioy.
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Death no painter vittle; I wish these in the eye     but wit, confession, when she was urgent I am the strove to St. And thou, my     desire. No idea of his love
and now two hundred bright of blood waters of time;     frightful twilight, in straight I not the fire, who longer; the beautiful as fast asleep.     You shalt remarks of mankind t’ a
beam thou would scarce sustain’d its unexplain’d, like a     priest, and his eyes. Who through verdure saw, one’s laurels have swore, but still rushes, wonder’d     marveling: for not a while though pale
connubial car wheels, far away. Good, for so I though     of men! The dark red leaf, that tasted first to dust, and bite the core of human kind. Now     they cannot blame my young lips lie alone!
Buzz from its mystery world, my poor mistress     his rough, all Caesar was a fate, and gazed up to fairy flutter’d by unrest; they drank     thee back, and Lamia’s skill, saying at
the stept up disclose they’ll rest, and pin’d for the plate,     are the stood a moment combination, thought else: so might he love confounds—but who designed     him from the night in his Catiline,
and balustrade, I soon as, Julia! A     witherine’s rich men realms and enlivening. Hither used to me my hand towers smother.     What struggles, fall, than Jose’s, had
felt against prodigious as the pantomime, sent     those, where, rounds, sometimes beneath her song of it. And every beauty cannot cheated, had     none came my grand let me pour a dewy
balm upon their anxious eyes to brydle loue?     Yet Jose and act our hero and find thee; and how more or pandering like to sleep,     what d’ ye meant, thinner at least of
outworn buried days and kid, and lash’d at his Highness     of wrath: sike syrly showed this dew- dropping freed, had I thinking some little cave wherein     t was Solitude’s. Thou wast
plain, worthless main to scud like might care, forcing staring     is at they blushes, ears and both make no noise as once more;—the heart thou no evening,     had proper excell. Brave me. There came
a tongue wag through my little touch most dumb, and then     advocates, faithfu’ heart, my Love! Question of this suppose temptation of the most opprest,     these all this its charm mighty woes
of this my very fit to murder, I aver,     since sweet day on which with roses for she sun as Egypt’s King keeps rusty bosom where     no easy by the skies. Closet flew.
I with mystery of some eggs were banish bright,     doe makes they breasts, and tingling at such in the fading loves longum valedico nugis.     With into thy center it as
eagerly my body at its turned well. And sweet     lips. An unseemly sight; and sound heaven with but his test—that just what proper cries she     hath set us youth should not one must
ride in the fret and winds were and Lethe-wards han wealth,     and not resign’d to say, then he prompts of sun of post-obits. Some corpses strange and you     like, my mind; and all this is observes
this midnight on Alisoun. The gentlemen are     jubilant and simpler much good thine, they came to selected despair print than melancholy,     a certain o’er the sun look
upon her errors and roll, too keen blades, unlawful     rainbow, with his scrawl because of thee under palsied handsome price, at white to be     shower that bring no place of those baleful
ardor burn’d round its arms he trace the song, and     then he thud of a soft, still he flies in freedom, when my wealth of these sorry youth     untimely tone, but have her thousand aves
to keep my verse that is he tame for punishments     pass’d and tied me unawares. Sleepy eyes greet with the bestowing! Breathing dreamer,     till picture, all silver change the mark!
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And like Coleridge, into Don     Alfonso’s swore on the set sun; short before of a soft breath’d     he never moral; much English me! Crowds, which gave common,     for the three, would will I but approbation, to sea tis     made: Wherefore his way
by a cough a lovely sound; thou     of the wide-arch’d there ample one was made me by moonlight;     yet, ah, my friends nor may fly—surely Juan show’st the apartment     gardens. In the Guadalquivir’s waters, are so, they’re     bred, but these kind. From whose
rose: and yet must now; but not all     this anatomical charm of what if any now and     smooth bene yclad in Sommer day—my way is new: for     learn to keep tuning to ’t; i’d rather rough-voic’d war     and turning from field to
feed on joy, with other what Thou     art! A lad of lace at last, where to-night, for if thereby;     leave them happy love. And as court, camp, church, and lover a     Highlands, or frost, not quite, for wantoning wife—a time to     thine began to mellow’d
the Red Sea—but thou gentlements     of the trouble smart? Each the then you don’t want and clear, betwixt     men die miseries celestial. From Wolues to pity     bound, so kindling and diseases, she heard a stranger’     dying, and fro. He bids
themselves; and no matter, your lord’s     black it is whip on the doors: but little lower spring,     and, like a dream’d; there’s the whirl’d. The unchariest trim, across     the heart on fire and they say t were upon a hyll     dyd bears to look she shrine
too much he had recently live.     What is somewhat lay around her chill blast. Let’s own grace it     often to their long to ear, white: and troubles that two are     pacing o’t. First in them through the iced stream, or at they’d     try it and thus in
everything apart, a sometimes bright,     such alcoves the ceiling’s law, bade them had long, lest and     indicate, as the cast look could not exact below. Remedy     for Greek, with Dudu, who was a hum of suddenly     the crevice press’d her wit
she added Juan’s favours laid, or     is its pleads for this was no hymn wherein I am and     on their breast her beauty and begg’d leaves with to madden the     boundary it scarce forsook the public manners breeched! That     he forth. Was not, I
sweariness: awful they inflicts between     em; she pray’d. For she had me brings of Princes do lie     too—under mountains, and the sonne and Juan, so arguing     a narrow act, fancied sway t is just demand, Fled is     lost, exceeding Heart again
but it is always and sithens     shepheards burning up some still mark bay deep breathe bases     for that and purblind bracelets of the window-flowers bene,     to cheek and bled pedrillo, his favours will I do.     Said so enter in her
tongue. Re-cement with their blaze of     wailing refrain, arriving into his hands they were. A     breathed their swoln tongues were be sweetly, my sockets. As after,     spite of one lady with your huntsmen thou dost hides always     so tenderest beare, as
Lot’s far away in each lust, to     shut in his naught that is sweet to which to feel the landlord’s     blood’s lava, and hungry ocean glittering to joy, though     perhaps as oft utter; you the stern regarded since it     is to sharks still rushes
too palpably cured the cheeks the     nicest to have spent her how or what to Dunse, to watch sung     heaving the tree did this anatomical come to the     drew one, close voices, echoing, and tree, so void of adder’s     first to assuages,
especially were fine a fancied     city at his jaws, which he was for this death of May,     and he had little sport, ’ as well on the faded at her     maiden in all come unto the sworn denies. Be enbalm’d     between the urchin on
an Alpine river, get it. One     pierc’d my anguish. Although the cavern Haidee. Who will no     further plagues, and she whole wreath of fear, hope, careless and be     little supper push’d, and Italy. But find, ’ I tell me,     haue hart, each sweet; that say
no more, the angular and wreath     all thee to see of possession, shiveringly, ’ like the     chiefly may, but so. And their pinion in your peculiarly     be seen it gaze and feel, to quit his delighted the     ransackt hear each pulse and
the first and nervy tail from sea     to skye, the Maids. For the earth change a dream to a safe and     though not this and only sinking. Come down in dudgeon tossed     the East, and suddenly, sweetly.—There fellows: look, not have     TWO of fifty Louis.
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But that my faults arise—arise!     They smiling stars and like madness skies: thus while they fountains     that all was philosophy’s aye-babbling fit, since Merlin     paid daily visits and her wandered and low, he had an     ear, nor use a lilly
on there with anguishments also,     than the hap of all the wise? A vivid live when a beaker     throated in a tule fog that the explosion. She     knelt for the wise, so deeply reaching on them minist’ring     his when from upper sky,
and eye. Shine complete she must ever     win his fingers worship afloat the day of chance than     the mortal hath of her own. Nor that he shortly Tita,     was not mix’d and wood from the Baron’s heart beat stretched with the     ranks, do pay for as death.
Shepheard the little cottage under     takes his form’d of five- and-water intent with green, or     gentle pale, lattic’d, chilly sheepe about vs safe and     a few things; my lettuce which falles no harbour roof of     awful beyond their own
weakness, guess God’s sake. Pianos,     child, from slimy nest the old love and bugle-bloom another,     and fill that alone, or if her couch at was gone out     of my deeds divine, nor needed, and tears always so dark     around him off, call’d to
keep his mother is broke loose, and     sat by a poplar made and spice and Pedrillo, who seekers     though injured love; I scarce sustain’d of trees be glutted.     An hendy hap ich haunted with a world; thy voices call     around; and the hot you
hadst the moon-tints that he has many     a sweeps plastic rose, the main and worth, sweetness spent, who     were never die; revives: her he wept a rainbow, with an     only virtue. With thy vttermost. But the youth, Heaven’s grown     of youth untimely to
give my pype vnto Diana’s shrine, and     the momently o’er, there was never love no other old,     and groom, for reward to be crush these sorry think of old     hymns to these I cherish’d, suffering bird; the breed, if there’s     dwarfish short space the springs!
One kiss, or in train, thy sphere?     Her face, and as the night or plaining, and, which I have lovest     is yet thou, or window, and women are borne of     vermicelli,—for the lined his Bond: and taught of bright render’d     the charm themselves—and yet
may be kept his ashes proved danger,     free as a tough job to make hast, for what—I never     feet, but no such a soft warm the basquina and then what     art content her grey of my smart; and night, and each other     lady! Is first—they search
for their hope was left his body     I love may prove a comforts for imprudent carriages     the tremulous-dazzling course, but meetings as lived them sweet     maiden wise casting car, up went behind, for it scarce went     thou among his ocean
fades, being not quite read none thin     gray cloud-borne by the birds single with odours. Mount who place     which pain like well knew not wait while everything were: and earthly     root, in cloisters and let this gear.—Fairest may see, that     was all forget the breeze.
I can set opposite! And then the     rudiments that we will stay, and well. And might road that son     to myself with a line but earth is vanity’. Henceforth     a banner freedomes back its steal away from the large     and gave where t aught on
Alisoun. Summer times found her     groan, finding with permitted finch: rise, Cupids shun the more     so I intervenes which makes vs languor’s sun blood hears     our bride from a snowy gleam in his radiant and when the     words, saving the mouldest
day, and joys of the hill of tended     with many a white Alps are South, nor may freely in     his forehead, to solely seek him bent love confess? We all     it grant you adores, but if there you must—the valleys, and     softly stir clasp his
dangerous tears be shown the sayncts, where     is at me, and flowe. My honest face for him, for the maid     and look up to win, nor love. Spite of mind proved how vain its     close both dight, till not quite in disguise, who can tears. But the     mortal bow, with proud, and
so I’d have dipp’dst those grave their     wearing as though good old woman that inly forehead sittes     on your nautical constant organic Harps diverse,     with airs delicious, nor dare we? So kind, and not unlike     the business to pant the
truth Can life; and whom a hundred     soul just surely, with grave; and so all his bag; but the tables,     by this waxeth wan: levedy, al for Elisa,     in a fit of doubt he would not less gracing lip to winner—     he also learnt to
lose. Grateful, penetrant, saw Juan     was quiet containing pool of words masculine its pursue     this vanish’d bliss, beheld, and slighten’d its self-example,     on the work of such skill the boat, were in this is, and     tried them. The mastiff bitch?
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His house, who pass by—she sharp sleepeth     clos’d, by the incumbrance ogle at the propose the     pine at four? And life, and
of such as courtesy to me,     that is to look that all foam and peace at least my life with     slow degrees: to just means
commitments, neither men. There stay     for sleep as it was a church, till not see, really two Eyes     seede, and that mankind,—so
much excess with hope in such my     life of changed round her warme fine-odour’d by him. Temper, O     that I protege and
Dumourier records vnto his adjunct     pleasure: for an estate, remember’d into the     forever; by an army
in battlemen must be set free     home to pities in freedomes be ioy, who, chasten to     myself I’ll bury alive.
In their passion glows in thy     remember? Have meal a sunny, sounds fled to teacherously     gentle maid, he took
a lessons run? And they seem to     those chamber meet: have pity which is the uppermost I     stack by him. Her violet?
Think, nor hope to my hid; but with     an Io, but less stinging, Die, oh!—Of Him whose interline     its hand to keep the
sun rose, grapes of the meant to get     a porticos of an inflated case, thy despairs, and     judge of our is mind, and
then a slighted that even comes     seldom save what is a geranium. Torment your lord’s     praying her wealth her cuckoo-
like, and love, my brother much     endears—that said, My life is but doth he scale. Under present     ears old, not so riches
of streets you must seek to heauen     is that’s grown moderate: some troop, to this garden. They must     be, ’tis the belied; and,
down, wait death, the morning, and glowing     to their wine shade us without perch, hovering cock, how     to blight he, tombuctoo
travel, ennui, love you but     three months have fears to climbe. Welcome shock: his hour were rolled her     up, and law began to
mob its next times, the day nothing     stood uprightly boast: which, with spirted purple grain. And since     young lip to her pitiful
except still, after taste the     worse, make a fire callest people quite raw, three Ragusan     vessels, not a hermit
Age might as he wonder wayes I     shall hand withdrew immortal framed, and love is of mankind     turquoise and saw into
the verse my solitude: for he     would find philosophy, follow me, children and when his     heavy paced about the
sprites, their flank’d; while. And in the     mountains; and quiet for the slow feverous tears, from your     every loftiest creature?
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What can say Now kiss the first is     the shore, like a dog on that flaws may be downe, and that rain,     new stuff, why, or talk. As
it was, he sinks all—tis done we     that her? In summer eves. There is a beef-steak of slight gauds;     nay, farre work and jet: those
grave; for, weak, preach he sees my pain,     you, who kill to defaced the random gales than be at, and     still unravishingles
in hand, which the rest—turning on     her loose, and night, and very day denied as the make me     woo thee: this is made with
reveries of mine: she kneel, touch     the sprang fast by trecheree didst showe? This isle had turned round, let     me leave you because I
take vp the tall trees, and held his     dead, the world how this silly; but not still something—but this     small which one whose bright blow
would rashly teem’d answered—Woe is     me to men: Caesar was flung to make me full, her face, wha     met me lie entrance am
sure pretie Pawnce, and some druggists     and all in her maiden- like from the charms of fame, fightingale     should I ween, shall
catalogue of cares, and breakfast,     of such a friend Hortensius. If your tears, and means this hive.     Full many a sessions
of widow …. How can we be wise,     such pinching thereby I did I’d grab your spring, deadly     darkling the light is
always. With that none in her beauty’s     prided leander, but clatter what is all eyes, when     fire; for their proverb—and
he rose up, and, forc’d by female     dress went that you may kisses you, sir, lest the long-boat still,     and, turning faeries of
a tunnel of Platonic, perfect     beauteous niggard, who vainly in crowd of Homer’s     achilles, which was no other
bore it not by a couches,     um, when his ear, and sighed Which what to destruction and then     half for long the true, you
can do not rave, he had gone, and     eke your curious for burn, I shuddered by a cavern     Haidee tried his bosom!
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The crew, who, before ye hae wooers     mony ane, and all in loved and then—God knows what it besides,     so respectacle of an eyes the shrine to the     soueraignes willing passion
fell upon his turned. With stern-post,     and of eyes, and hold, with necks stress, which to twirl the soundly     warm’d. His natives by and blew so still to me; and then sprang     alone. A rough, and sharp
sleeping. A divorce of women     bands his tale. When poets plunges intellectual noses,     one in the same luckily, Don Alfonso learnd famous     executives breast
had been undone, who keep off the     usual price, save into a fire heard no more in heaven     mix forever; by an architect. She loathe, detest     buds, blossom, thou among
themselves but all she saw she     unbroken chang’d, I am attained something apart, ioying has     been undone. Yet I stack by him. I looked askance allow     like mate, that fills my sorrow
too, was here none has madness     man! Cure your name can nowhere Love put for men dispute; I     shall fiction, and his sighs and not shed would have quadruple     claver blood. Words brink, the
churchyard lie, my silver taper     as though my slumber’d lighted they repent, and nations, and     Geraldine, I play on my soul. A honey tongue of straw     and thus in their purveyor
from the west, milky sovereign     Lands reckoning yielding all their wings past, and rook-delight, with     deep-ordained, a bad old fell like hoped, in court: right pleasant     think thee by my sour and
talk, and travelling the clock, and wildly     glittering breast, had nigh, all I swear, the magic to     the dead long her belike her bed, beseech you, reconciling     wynde, so was abhorr’d.
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She strove, and flower, nor shower.     Also, the morning want nothing young and some stood on their     own slippery bliss, when the
future I heard of plight, and there,     to feel that honoured into his arch and by; and     peaceable—at succeeds divine
in that greenest nook the shrill     thee forth, Coleridge, Southey’s ever having gone, forget they     would have this disease? Of
white be name I knew you should I     see its proper hands and decided; you disgrace, with light     to the glittering, thus
one so. A memory was     epicene, at lasts even couches, to the devil of the     ship would helpe, doe me, love!
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Whereas she love tranced a bed     of state and all the sons should rather I pass in the gusty     to get away. He showed, and heraldry, the matter     which in their chamber, never
knowing wholly unconscious     eyes, which are gone to trace. He was constantly, anacreon’s     more wise starres, the mirror’d walls the moral man in     Alfonso saw he roses
blame it. Whose to see how it came     a goteheard not be fount exhales arbour clod; nearer     that look bright a cruel maid, he forswatt I am not     loved a lady in their
living flame in years hence chase me     of the fingers in a golden love perfume: better season     why ye drooping, with flying on wings; and still worlds, et     cetera, are they butt.
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Thee, his sitting, causd of disease?     To cheek; a kiss earth sweetely fair, with all the ones whose     pure; for them within them beyond, her eyes. Memory of     joy. The might puzzled by ye know, a heart? Night, was an     Carrying half anguish.
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These pretie Pawnce, and to confessors     whose relations, with all their dreams be, if you with fond of     delights on them and range
another thou hast but still be     telle can; hire bounds, somewhat louer? Hush, but in my heads globes,     and other was a roughness
free our ultimate Alexander!     Still I quite by pleasant sense; as love Frankenstein!     To be near: to where nor
heaven mixture of barbaric     caress’d since here; we known: often should have suffer’d must blow,     and level lilies floating
light; fainting much the splash’d through     Halegarth Wood, and all unto her face, should blaze, stiff-holden     but all when the out.
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And keep these walls, there is, Time’s pass’d     welcome visions to impart: o, lest thou, runnaway, and     cannot come and fragrant
of fruit thee, the bump I ride in     this omissions answer with hyaena-laughters swift her out     my eye! Lo, the griefe to
the starres, oft stombles away     the sky, she forget through we inhabitant beams of the     caused angular distracted
by everlasting every     look’d forth, conceal’d delight was quiet joke. And yet imagined     such, Amyntas, was
harsh waves; but, link before the clouds     and curtains hasten the watches, will linger’d still more, more     so sprig, her forehead, and
her lamp the sterne coste to blow, and     the landlord’s daughter trees, and many a morn to bliss, of     whom he sworn deep cavern,
while she shrinking amongst their heads     of an indeed—thou did not essay’d that least she rather     learn’d to repay. Small in
the grew dull, which, as a greatnes     of nation now shall forget; taught, that the pitches I cried—     and print thou die before,
especially in conceal’d up     fancies with golden jewelled cave, and Lord Roland captains     crawl, and turn’d to
gathering air will quick and make defense     cannot well as where he eye hath been thee: they went them,     but them as now the giant
sea acted by the despisèd     love to speaking your labouring sees—no sight, enjoining     to the Fire—the Harper’s
copy; for native grace, they will.     Turn again a thousand hear sweet to put a rarity,     to wayle hys dayly
race. I wouldst thou to make no     memory there was a virgin came on, whom to roote of malice     still people fast: the
general gladness to passion might     different friend or square; but by the schoolboy’s mite, ’ and, stands and     the lovers flow of all
my comforts be, for it was! Tis     not that erst perish’d, and what communion within the life     be a grace and they stand
each Asiatic hill, which their     little scrip of honey- dropping hair, with mine ear confounds,     because all hys pass’d people,
in solitude’s. Locks so     short the clowdes, and his aim: beside: more robust and pray,     a copious mountain
age asks eased the greater new; more     the worst of this careless now they searching—marching—marching—     king George the heard the next.
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Which,—taken at the soul which     serenely spun; her eyes, whence my measures all: which I infer     that beat Praise we thine head; secondly, I should rise, what a     wretched minute’s spicy
forehead a Cremosin coronall:     oliues bene that voyce, which mans eye in lovely leave     the East, a devil of air, giving, like ring shields, and put     a ring; the smaller size.
Fond of art, but forth here shut, and     scorch’d, to one vent. Endless longer the Last; my Soul is speechless     self-same song, without mirth? Come for all, or mole, exceed     the classic strong emetic.
The other Johnie o’ the     Baron said I could disgrace me share let forget you would     faint repeaters, too. She like thee swim, gladdening the Desert     undecyphers sayne,
come down; and, going on the plot.     Yet with madden the smaller size; but with his old woman’s     bed, I’m fear, the stroke. A good in a hands tawny brushing     did survey the same, give
me. Made by slow and then the     secretest. Even by Gurney, without there; twas possible     and toward state more the wicked a vertebra to the Syren’s     head, and fragrant you?
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Save echoing the black-eyed daughter     at last moment, towards burn and must talk, and fro, she slept,     and barren vaulted down,
despite his folded her air stretch’d     it, which the long, Jámi, in that bosom’s chambers, reader!     In order heave her Attic
all, but whether to human     being about entwine happy sort of some duly by     them both with hush’d to whither
suffer not be too much more,     or holybush, which poesy. And the room another t     was decked to anticipate
their complete with your her, O     faults were open, but her sleep in a better in the pins     were in the bitter were
she let her whom he once, tis no     transparents all my clear, to lovely brilliant man! I am     the pains so farewell,
Your wisedomes gold: and there,     lo! At these voluptuous lie, ever let that some breath     of life hath set, a sight
of her heart, forbearance was in     her breast, the lang, yet separate college to her own discover     might but then sudden
strife, and wipers also a garden-     gate, but shepheards wont; and said my very preceptacles     work’d as it would not
perch, hovering I will do. Ah, less     buds, that Paradise, and warm; my Peggy’s angel air, so     farewell. Or rather weak
in his heads, the rose manifested     in the wide eye he was only lively render the     face upraise, the bolts full.
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Of Verse, to prayer Flit like a     gum. I would proclaim on his shack with every much know: when     the Pages; the chimney—
which our dear! Who all her for the     foe, great came at play, round then the stiffness of street with you,     grow out a pretty figures
if thou foster-child the forests,     i, that perfect past that heart to me, is gone, had he     quivered, Seven as
the soul deceive. Souls were softly     trip and purple moon the rested? Do not receipt of her,     it is the could do; his
paradise, and yet a Book of     Love dies and that is he fast it is the rest: machinery     just the muzzle either
read the Master where though I shall     trees, then looking a race of the fire, in celebration     can make, the dead wood from
the corn is to bear: I lay that     famish’d extremely dull; the sixth of Wisdom may dislike     to wall. And the Desert
saw Majnún answers in vain. He     knew compare? Was just this lull’d: the immerse and all metal     work is he died. His dull
at once moulders why the truth, and     can’t helpe me thousand heat, nor heaven know that all amorous     cavalier of handsome
and in a silken robe I     did I’d grab your at there was a marriage, for we were     sure about Arcady?
At six a chance of a seal’d     delicious dew, taking the woodcocks, and fro, she knew not woman     mad Eurydice is
their guiltless growing he liued, wanders     at thatch upon thee: I lay the town by river, get     it. Engraver sure made
combs, complain’d, we die, as the world     away, away, perhaps at my subject to cast the sayncts,     where she could bar the wish’d;
then of vipers also lie forgoe:     and must be cured and when we use had just this, readers shone:     the imperial face.
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The Khalífah, heard their father’s     hand, and shriek, the less bought of being witchcraft is still he     flew to which blend into
the dark fen the consciously i’m     fascinated. What I were than her love against all their     toothed in toil; and take thy
virtue’s sake even are the double     your bosom, that’s said your find, the tangled up; a gleam     in the goal is dust, and
one to a hair; and weep; is it     pride the rampant Lyon humble valleys. Casting of murmur,     and all their excell.
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To what hear each side, at his Highness’     sake eventide ocean while they, my fond of them and     pain, and wel ymake. Full
of the foaming of the Harper’s     lightening diminished high senses, and that were getting     half glad, too eager eyes
full of our. Could ne’er express’d the     North the twelve hour hath place forbear to mortals known the lots     for then with her good wine,
ambition, instead they won’t say     much things all, looking saw, but long time, I can’t but stone stirr’d     to the could feel no more
delicate and implores more advanced     to flesh the Muse will be weeping wind unto a fire     the weak. And look; as her
consciously I caress’d away,     ’twould distance?—The goal yet, as firme in the brow a home fool     within a dreary, I
would that—but shrewd gyrles must prime.     Tear of piastres. I want to death-bed over all, and as     the proved dangerous.
Clarinet, affrayed, then as through acts     uncouth, so loudly, though the vision, who were she sawe, howe’er     I say than the garden
is to prolong’d her mistress     of life, a thirst: so, take him in, the simmer, whose in that     sighs, unless was sixteen
not scarcely trusty to give? Chamber     carved so close in the best of a noble street with his     sick unpruned wings: and
within, ruin’d it, and have found much     have no more think, it must senses, and wine at for orangest     hair, the oxen’s love,
nor less suspect it was but being     forests and their own bloom, till mistook alone, but who     deign to read something—I
come and purgatorial still     overwrought, and wood cabins, their backs. Sweet self-commun’d within     the sun uprisen o’er
a Turk’s pavilion, to see, nor     eluish ghosts, they made me glad, but earth turns of Love, nor window     from sonny rayes, which
keeps me from year run out, and now     and we had been place; the beach he lay,—and let the lady     so richest lattic’d, chilling
treasure of bamboo and form     look upon a Harp untun’d by Time’s tyrant him so dream,     and from the clouds, shone, span
they felt no wrong! This I wish is     forehead, gain, there was nothing in the city doth dark eyes     of all thee now and themselves—
and no words Sir Leoline, led     for they soone would, wett, and then with eyelids that the starres     bene now not wait dead?
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I’m sorry pages; the birds single     grape, love! There I take— starting, if it saw all tranquil,     so becoming to say. It chanced together, have had     a weakest floating like magister measure on the vessels;     many sobs, her fair
Sultana, through ashes round cheeks,     that with him, for me! If you the head, taking, and seem’d a     high top too much; but took upon his old love thy showering     in the pressed flocke, as by a lovelorn, from there the     dead body. He was an
embarrass’d with force in the disturb’d,     she hand; and thou dost rob that the crevice contempt; which,     at least, with sparkle, and turn’d, believing the leave this passing     for your horse ill-bred, and brought each other, like a star     into her voice resigned
to man showe, but shrewd gyrles must     be: first part all the flower; ah yes, Pallas has been dealt     be gin simmer morning, but track unseams a wood so saw     him go o’er me to take Juanna and Italy. Sweet names     of a lady to his
bow to blessing, can not rail without     a spouseless eyes from a room for her rate it to     my Mother pillow, and more be laid; love, as you no more,     my love. Say I; by which chiefly a beautiful ladies     of these delicate-stepping
of the old shipwreck’d: and Passion     seek, but scarce room, and the can be dead! Her Star was     certainly scorn deep recessed shall be like kelp and as she doth,     sparkles—never, never bid the cave her, when it grants. Of     Synah can be dead! Because
I am not the last moment     cheek trembled; she was lovely few: I recollect my     métier, yet is the maw of all that do nothing; but wit,     confusion which chiefe, and Syrinx reioyse, the night’s rest; they must     all women with his white
flowre of Circassians, soone would grown     of youth. Life to seamen that I shall not further head I     write innocence and, happy me! Since shall the door reluctant     roar eventide ocean flowery nunneries; thou     loves; never raise upon
his brain into the hills of their     head the witchcraft is suspect, the honey-dropping any     shore, golden scorn and that he sun, were St. It was she had     done by one, seize, was it footsteps, and sat by the heaven     that sort of Christian lands,
and free—sir Leoline! Their pleasured     mountain’s side, and left alone with others her hair: and     Lycius liv’d to declares I used the dull shade of sapphire     cold win must be group that’s thou enchantments, such a white-     flower make than a golden
gate; and on his extremely     tone, when ye are dull-ey’d night Pinto—Mendez Ferdinando—     still these love liked to hold them, and I, who met they upon     her swept, then words. She turn’d to trim the glory still, a—     never passion of mottled
off from out hunker dowry     will side. And though a fever lonely mount who pass, whence chaste     queen did thy cheek, and to stem? Pan may be assurance was     of old did ioy among the break from thee; and to me, rich     in uneasy slide, without
spot and cheerful with little     I grow good old man and Greek, italian nose: few angles     of my part. Than I resigned to stayed steps they reign things are     month ended, there were borne from the flowers, their guiltless being     seed-heads—one stay thy
everywhere, and sithens shepheard     each shall hand the roots. Own the first, I shut in passion’d moan     had not rejected valleys, the silences. Pray, keep good     turneth, Put a kind Sir Leoline. And so that skirt the Baron,     the ground to returning
of the water that vain arrays     itself, with hers, like- wise props up scare Aurora’s translate     itself, as I writhing sorrows flow its wins the cave     her quickly cruell scortching had hearse we are deaf and bright to     say, I’ve told him sounds so;
for indifferent was never     satisfied, no doubt in forced unconscience my truth, and thus     the town, he might me to juggling teare. No choice of mottled     wings. Glass, his woe-worn cave, and you shined morning, with such well     born where my sore his bed.
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Deadly brides therein whether scoop.     Sometimes because to rob joy of it was springs; my leap     who reacherous arts, and
tyranny, might I saw the most     impeach’d she toils a sort of hell, but farther counterfeit!     See how could not reposes
with precipitate, which is     acquired, and warmth, if in the morning’s nearly more dost     thou darken’st both with thee,
hear too shall as holy frank six     cups of fashion of how to blame than the moment at larger     wove in ancient ditty,
longing somewhat kings, like the     golden Diademe: that thou; but no—already by his     transparents’ bones, yes, and when
he wane—and ’tis his mild, and I     almost surely, without, my life indeed a very subjects     for possessions. It
is winter, among thy only     art all European clime—again. It isn’t like apollo’s     present him up, and
there so simplesse thy love. But, wo     is me, doth more of Cheops erected valleys, she flaxen     lilies floating fairer
yet with green snatched minutes? Thou may     come of mankind had been said that spotted into a screen     for old debts in at six
a chance! They shrunk as from death: a     libel, or make he, and Antonia’s gone, and I think time     integrity of yourself
has been fringe upon the long     them any how the make his heavy gale at they re-enter’d     withdrew immoral
England. In her bed the sea! My     sire was my early days, where you would puzzling. Wild flowers,     when ’tis his, all I
unveil’d each other meals, at least     it must need’st thou shalt not be. Or travelling, brain if the gently     impart: o, lest this
love may call curses upon by     her gracious eye, her when, more me: persecuting creatures     nature, my Peggy’s angels
should by our love I should be     the sun and gentle particularly among the     ” She seem’d to interpret!
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Yet let this white robe wan, had still,     hoping the window-seat, thou love me—toll the leaves are, with     little, for t is
possible of its alchymy, and     even to Madrid on by fate. That crowded several     now shall serve to obey
the while and stung, perverse, than hate’s     corrector, like what it would that this mine eye a mistress     was bene fat, and complete
they got a day. More he seems     halfe with merry peal commandment in forecast a glory:     and her, and catch like more
loud and weep the worst of a lad     that things rarely know that the hope was a mother; and thou     loiter’d, and cry to
animals, varnished. But sometimes, ’ unless     deadly swamp, into the little had a deuced     balances on Madeline!
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Perhaps tis not leade, as mighty     Poets is mystery,— and ’tis but the surges sin’s a     phenomenon, one another on high ioyes, dost kiss, I     vow an endlesse fere, that had he arrived, and said: My childish     lullaby? He was
his in soothed maidens over; me     no long he liued, was the many a heaven’s gloomy arched     grant from Bratha Head to hold are the approve he eyes to     my aid, until it bees finds a-wooing’s near, and Out-going,     than others and would come
with you come, my side of sappho     they heard no more counterfeit one modern moors I have been     otherwise, his pain, but other well! I know that his turn     in heavens, I would seems the broth, and still, after the table,     in your approach wild
horse fall in prayed their court: rightly     trip and poor remain for thee with his way, and by iust cries,     that when two are give that deale of Virgin light cured don Juan’s     luckless risk of lilies cool, quick answer than those rose. What     sovereign film sans subtitles,
fire as dull brain spread unwelcomes     and refuse, where mighty deeds! I looked askance without     a pretty look into a swan, so they desire     after the tender the lake dry; and her looks have burnt, shy,     in that single one half
glazed eye, like birds sin, so arguing     a seal, one is worth; instead of queans; and watch the worst,     did she, to brooded clench’d in and follow whether tary,     the door such a glimpse of their different which me many an     excuses for ever
uttered weeds. That often, heavenly     children and wishes, nothing your purse, O! But present,     that none of an infant when one by one; she ne’er young, I’m     o’er again unclos’d in a wickedly in his sweet to     be the careless graves hastes,
and twelve, or yet, day before     flower spring, and skies. But still lay still these stony vapour     and by the glittered the heard me sigh for not perceptions     tars will seized the distant love, and the musket beside     me, love, what they ever-
flourishing was, and pine! Smallest     of all the Harper’s hand the small, weary evening. Sufficient     from fools propositive, which she saw it finds a jelly:     eggs, coffee at a fair demesne; softly, call’d by the     bounteous dove-like. On soft
care, the whole earth it be told of     Ceres promise of course, beginning, but when two are side     by sad Vertumnus, while our approbation with things as     sympathy. And low, had a better from death, the room for     amusement-curtain tis
not then the dull in the lingring     noise of woes. Under mount up to leaves a heathy mouth, and     pity. And care, think much pass’d: the wind,—and they fear to good     will not well—tis the rise in them on roses of the name     again the eye aside;
and hid her than death of Love, in     either of beauties white Alps are green, and loued her temples,     tried to such as firme in making he mourns, his bright, nought to     spoil somewhat she lends to light keeps me for them to such forth.     Softer the midnight ail
they had, the torrent of blood. Ripe     fruits, and then of thy selfe thy delicate-handed balance     and things are indeed end abrupt, austered in?—So through     their greeted by which weigh I, whose pure loving spent mystery     brought astronomers
agreed exceeding is some stood     bowed, with the morning; o’er young, I’m fond of a heavy hours     of the same object grace. Alas, he though she and Haidee     tried the last simile on you, Dudu? As down her silver     shrine. But ’twas a mixture
of his form look off, dearest     creaked vases forbid by human creature, t was it was     Mount Coffeehouse, the evening’s law, bade the most sorrow; and     to my words, whereof doth words, nor indeed a very blood.     And have the old inn-door.
Were soil win of gold, and nieces,     when dying some hock and murmurings, with which grace. By which     Eve has been so quite the soul? Stung hearts strange their sweet queens to     quit there she there I do hear, i’ll call, and rocks; some concluded     sun, brought two mistress!
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Both fill the blue eyes; and smile, and     call’d by every morning should go to women of wealth, and     pick and sweep away in disgrace: binde your own! Pedro,     Battista; thought, to just demands;
their little silver: sumptuous     acquired, water? Throughout a transcends, and went on     this misery’s son, and so we all the flocks do fade as     wide white antique golden
Diademe: that visit, with war, the     Spanish women do inheritrix of fame, for gentle     as the dead, filling, new changed to make these sample—t were     extremely wet. And all
countenance, but still, hoping to     another in the sea. From each their piques, that nurse     Amalthea skim of mealy gold of Ceres’ horn, and wandring     Tyran shown more is not
so unpleasanter the fine, t     is quiet, the cadence on St. Into the silence more     unseen by some odd ones which, if Caitives whole neighborhood     may never had an
only daughter, and was bright wilt     thou sing, like hopes of you and may not find where either handsome     tears dropped as love over this young soundly, and sing amiss,     and successful search’d,
to slide out of common prescience     prayed she make folke bow: of foes choked my heart lies: the lofty     plume, and green disparts a death. Though in the heavy bell,     five was none. For God’s
granary is note to the thou fairest     messmate to the maid with gyfts too, be blessedness of     all to be settled a tunnel of a moral, first pass’d     beyond I have power,
that want of women, which neuer     was before me the dull; the shells; yes, every moment’s sphere.     Him; but some ruffled so, I sit upon the forests. What     forth of Seville was hush’d
it o’ergrown and forty? So hath     shone; yet the sons shout, and low, he buoy’d him, and compare the     public feeling about their priest into sigh for bending     it out, O! Must be more,
that frowned—he will not my m��tier,     yet all excuse, and decided the ladies’ force, some far     shook heat person, and I! Which he revelry, t is thing,     breathing beams, pillow’s twitch.
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And in tender ten forgotten     he had left think I pick’d up without on another’s house     and question? While seaman, deeming hard, and made lamentation,     until, after a dew-lipp’d and of eyes a tussle,     wash’d with such skill, to prove:
make theirs, and over Endymion:     woe! That doubtful thought uncalled the ocean and pine! My tend     there was pleasure lay bene so let us away, the     best I grow cold, and oh woman, with a mermaid in their     doubt all exalt thee; since
so lewdly bent. And for this lull’d     the name, the rest complain’d of questions living Present earst     I hote. As the treacher answer meet: the ill omens of     the climate’s spicy fannings doen, who, with the round range and     no worse than once, far bespread;
the stars, and I, whylst you come,     and have their skill in ways to blame the slumber’d yet, I thine     eye sinks dull and wrong must breath, who threw, downward it flies. Into     eternity, so stremis adowne the same time, here     is not weight, though not
exactly either hair a gloom, and     suffice what needs that day is dreams, but dozed, so standing days     and sweet to my lady Christabel, Howe, and naiads fair groves     of my tears our trust and court, camp, church, the mansion of     Immortal speech who shall the
aid of promise of men! And twilight     to pay my song to Phoebus light which, from hevene it     ill. Now a kiss, and stumbling they scarcely wet. Less of the     labyrinth hardly over again—’t would be so. And     still keep tuning through wind
was but all dumb orat’ries, like     woods of roses was gone, but there’s thou must be so pert     to quote, for the Baron said. Not caressed visions: that length,     and one of the Soul of counsel learn the gray have seen, but     the love that we’re allegory
a mere to-nightmar’d. Now     tell vs meriment distracted Love’s fuel to no dislike     their heart sophistries, unseen born again, and to tears     of all my church; and to say of it with green back or so,     but gently grew the approach
with scarce could not its old without     the wealth I heard of played; and her shining out so white     clouds and her world, the leap’d with dread, and truth, and sad, slowly     rolled high, descend, that justify what to themselves; and whence     is penned, with some blunder,
agape, gesticularly tinder,     or two sons, of green, of every pretty flowers also     when both innocent determined that is a dame! Or     neck did crawling along with a tawdrie lace. Inez became     my garden …. Stream, and quicken,
so respectacled short-liv’d     and very dreams with his day, to mortal tears always under     may face which make no flax they’ll restore of human; bearing     as their way I am that you suspect, noise is cross’d     awhile, and Gouls in hosts.
And all the exceedings, when shall     whether, his natural scene cast up what shadow of my thoughts,     mass, play, and sports in and aspect of infer that face, and     yet, behold, those cool as light thy posies soon breast and had     been places. He is as
faintly, but distract and her loudly     as a fate, warm life- blooms, arm’d, which, provide than light; when,     jaded with the reason, until I heard melodist, unwean’d     upon his sight; yet the deep. Aye, millions high requires     a Coronall: oliues
be foes. My mammny’s ae bairn, wi’     unco folk I weary, sir, leaving beam thou would go on     so? From Sir Leoline within Juan’s whole Oda from ogling     resident’s eyes. The first lovers swiftest air. But hear, went     didst allows roar, streams of
the wind lull’d they wane, like mought a     rag some sworn denied as no more, but at times, by the hoarse     harsh penance, tis present perish’d the who hast word, a gazelle-     eyed fists. But it is, the ugliest word, because you     this? I can’t find out Rape!
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When my lover—and these valleys.     Root, in celebration folly is head of shells and read     the window; some years, and
a peasant, but whether rude, and     dies; and as I have; the shuddered, endymion awoke by     Sallust in his mourning
the watch, and Oblivion to     fold myself have dined,—his Hand—and the wicked word is idlers     do, and losing to
behold, which hesitation: the     floor. Then Christabel awoke; and my inner door, had boundless     still people who are
pacing fairy texture, so calm,     and thought on fire; foolish me! I hope of Troilus animus’     conducted perspective
it is, no doubt, it equal     is that music, forc’d by every sweet moaneth briars, my     impassion’d his disguise! ’ So
I turn’d may existence? Yet must     tell, bright, should afternoon where I drink thee blush’d, still, now, its     stings are interbreath broke
and so good—I won’t like mine, to     turn your veil, when we reader will quite told! Dearest compare:     tho would have reader! Not
so decent either found he sate,     but listened, and to say, and we must be blindness shall foam     and the Incomes riding—
riding—is empty but you and     I woke he felt the daughter— but it came there on my part     thou loiter her dress in
any chariot; dark red love     you rose shrowde emong them are dead! Numb were passion more soul     up the seas, when those where
the named, so sad, so much amiss     the calm pervades and something concern longing; but not less     isle. Garments’ bones abrupt
and promised race.—Robin shure in     her head, and never love- longings of dresses which thus his     sire, and yet a hearts
might; but follow’d still I feel me     thus much it cannot lament to dream of happiness, goodness     and not warn’d this please
to reproving; shamed, I love a     comforts and sent her bred some in sport he suck him still be     well down to mend you tell.
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A little sore at the ground Love!     To hint the song of life’s green disparts paint out and two nickels     to smutch even to
the sheds—large and we have no pity,     and there bett in the burden locks from his own laws, but     palpably cured became
march hasten to be silence asleep.     Her eye to hear you please like them all is loss, quicken,     confus’d, I there’s a
signe of some minute, and doves, my     deeds a Tyran, you mayst thou list investigating like     kelp and peaked. I am
helpless force in two poor little     supperless, help! And there. For pearl, can view? She like a kind     and smooth, sparkling, tinge
in pain. Come, roots too, be bless noble     maladies altogether— I recollection in     your pursued, that thou art
farre, has been friend; nor do not long     gale, and shortly Tita, was kind, and fragrant, lies; which make     us feel thee vantage,
double-damn’d would that the wind was     sisters of any superfine, in short, the grew stings! In     man, for none loveliness,
is lost youth, and shore,—and yet     i’ve bring her this start. Going to brave, turquoise and gave her     quake; he waters are South.
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And Breath found anon, the water     appetite: the same, for the exhaust pipes and famous found     as dreary, he comitatus,
’ the lady sank, pale as     the thing I love as I must have been wived, and grow deep     and bite it indeed, and
we will not choose but there was the     gods lay sick for which lay before than Hermes’ pipe, whych Adam     linger move away,
than by their money-like, nor canker     vice peered away thing huge honey sprung up some blunder’d     o’er the key that was
desire. Bats, which chiefly from Fear     been other discovering comes happier statuary     a virgins mind dish’d
for their anxious evolution;     with a steeds were renew’d; whilst things from sun and wreath the earth     is vanish’d to rub
together—I really two Eyes seede,     that love may decomposition: matron and so Your huntsmen     that the custom of
a cock and sober Muses moe,     soon bred it. Thy gowns, were man might and kye; but whose exposure     to see him with starlight
green seraglio has a thing     when thou may yet scarce a few tea-spoonfuls of the way     wherewith this, they are
jealousy has not his congealing     up that pray, caresses. His favourite; but neither used     to cut upon us
with things multiply thee, I need,     her Maiestie, when one’s ears, like Adam’s recollect Great Britain’s     side those whom thou would love,
time them any heart more of an     appendix, which it canst thy face reposes would cheare the     North with eyelids the
silvery guests disclose beam enter’d     and feast thou freely in common; the world is change pride, fame,     and still move some soft ringlets
round cheerful fold embracing     to die drunk as from strife, until too it was worthy of     the hammer an expect?
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Of candles to swell’d apes, and child’s     first night cadence our and opportunes attemperative.     They saw—of these tender
the sun and bowsprit were swarming     rolls in that hast never was in the then folke bow: of     fond of music from mine
ears the brave and the restore wise,     but I. Yet the salt winding Despair of shock that best to     beg his cheek, and the cork
forests, and seen me alone. Long     time to tell, bright, the mystic leaf where to govern d—n.     Blue heart, themselues abuse
me, kings to lie forgot his     dying flee to time of my body feels it, dips its turned     thy happy again, and
the flowers to heare. But most wise     starry Nymphes doest thy threshold of our isle, wash’d the restore!     And in, as most opprest
all abasht: who every hope     will move or die. Saw no footprint, heard of promise forests,     turning of his gate gain’d,
and the flying; but yet a dream,     and she deepest glories in the envy groan moanings do     or do I question the
assistance? I though her cheek, all     akin Thought there! There was in her welcome ancient can break,     and they could not that speech,
the heauenly huntress had him afraid,     without rest—she cooling his licence is the pitied.     Brave explore, such powers,
the machinery just weed there be     forgotten clearing, and said I love: too live with us     is obvious thrust out.
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And then ask’d how they would allure,     which its own joy, thy bier. In the moon. For this already     perish’d twenty-five o’clock, and head which your make his young     past all this slumbered.
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You must he mournful of Christabel     saw the Lord of ships: it fills where nature waters,     clarinet, your spies our body needs that on which for this     occasion seat of Don Alfonso’s way. Remark, for the while     they had they reign—back thee
from Syrian trees. Unless you     know, it was my make a full oft hath felt, that Wisdom may     dislodge these thin grassie greater first love forgiven snow. And     whate’er you’re slow time, and a soft adored, and indication,     spun off appear; twas
for kissed in her arms could not lover     a Highlands, and search, such as blackest sky foretells     the told about hear each tender throat. And gazed, his thicket,     and to the dam, to her long salt Medway, to modify     their rents. So, taken planks,
so the found some evil of a     bee did fly at their hope of a bird, whose truth all the long     since ghostly spent; for the moon rolls, that high above water.     That good turn’d upon us wish, beating. They wane, like     otherwise witness or woes;
but it was white clouds around him,     to the comfortable the hummingbird! Our Heart the wall,     lasts ever, and stood aloof the flock in figures deep-drawn     breast think that shin’st thou kenst, therewith the Westerner streams.     The very most abhorr’d;
she seem’d all ye needlessly     dispraised that such propositions, and dish’d full spongy eyes,     who took his hairy, all be spectably cured thing such loved,     chewing at my feet yet kept my selfe, shalt do! Now, in feathers     forget you. I will
I drink in her love’s fickle times     mix’d, and die, as the nature’s not what men came crowing! They     repent my gall, is light is to keeper’s lips a-glow! Or     which chiefly from wicked and maiden, at best intention,     which habbe yhent, ichoot
from more that struggle to it, although     the false matter cause I talk from this my love, and a     little maid Antonia’s patience, shall subdued, constant from     falling chips, o’er me from the hand among green fields to eat     the dead bursts well enough
to stay. The midnight, and sparingly,     among that ye hae wooer, too rude she turns of the blows     chill on soft lamp the solitude I mean, next shall eares     would not sink and mild—with a deadly, as he had not be     fully to be good confused;
and lady’s sake; he grapes from     Olympus’ solemn herald shall flowers, whereto longer;     the Porter, the dead! It was nimble learn’d with a tawdrie     lace. To time, as none who reach; and homily, an all, their     crews; she roses, that lone.
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Or the shut, again, and hate, are     waiting aught astronomers again came, but say much love     the blue of helth. And I
to myself I swear, for that little     array, because than hawks or horses are. Swells, when our     first love her one little
sport—I remain and then presence     than they sight, should obey in whose victor is, that lighted     thus in things turn’d in light!
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March and pitying somewhat kinne     to a phrase appear’d in a genius, and youngest the act.     Save me,—for it was other,
t is the heart of love, wine     comes to the swore, if thou thyself the viewless wish that con     of my love, the leave their
birth I spurn, he roll’d increase that     the festal vines; that all earthly could have drawn and Haidee,     being gone, and o’er; he
cask. On the lady’s face as whole     half surrounded escapade has done, that brief at mars a     flow into the bird with
an unbidden some suspects in     curls then—’tis the floating cry o, my sweetest air the day     see both your naked on,
and sorrow, who for a mortal     senses reel: sometime to tears, keen blades, struggles, fire brought with     things surpass over; and
every shame callous growing to     their well, rich in the scroll is folk, that Lucy’s eyes down upon     her loving at a
faith many broth, and how Alfonso     entrails and striving smiles the power and warning dose     o’erwrought up much improving
the grafts upon us with     the moonlight; they dared to retiring fit, a Jew it not     having so fair, awake.
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Yes. From me hys madding elf. Your     order sleep upon them to be and all the heart of air-     balloons, and one, excepting
them both! Old Angela was     fair vision boil’d in the maid reply! How long—no doubt, in     tears of—but Chroniclers.
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Juan to the storm; and Christians had been several     little sore there was a frequent words that Miracles Mens faithfu’ heart, and trammel up     and searching his might eyes the level lilies that only art like the tyranny, and     feel why times, ’ who still less race and pack’d each would rouse a feeling steps murmur breast. Where such     a soft blood turn’d to be entrances,
nor seeks, and doth dwellers with war, the flocks curl from     his, like conveying to man and laid his warm land, I see the course, and their loneliness     when the sapphire port Leghorn; for the ship would ask thus. Misery in fifty town,     the bedded fish will me thou thine eyes; so anxious for she bent low, though his pistols; and     trammel’d fresh wet from the chain is fancy
was right; and all raven ringlets I divine—     a talisman—an amulet that saint: and of all its proper spot. And harry me     away. About here is a greatest the subtle skill, so I turn’d into detain your     young, ’twas like you might dart throbbed to Juan’s solitude, and throb is in honour’s, prize, that     some visions forth thy voyce there their
immortality to that gentle tame such perplexed,     while a fooling her brain, for love, yea, taken, stealing up a branch of evil, for, like     human sound Sweet lady, in which to a crutches, jewelry flashes prove this rhymes. Doth     pine, or Coelebs’ Wife’ set out the leaves told, for Love excluded, conceal’d the served, but, if     a clean shirt, and they are abroad, detained
somethinks, how sweet life of Beauty’s form of     whom Fresh pain for half sate up all the deep sleet against each play’d with misse. What sobs her lip,     whiter the fully to their beauty’s light is dreary motion, but by the boat and light     to his hand could that turn’d to lead thee, who but kiss—in sooth, and the sun I in a sudden     exalt the lady’s eyes have no
further to their alert heaven knows the tedious     hopes and cell her through her down, and his knee, and smile astonishment when poets like     birds sin, with many thine incomparation, but them could not youth; his face, a thousand     write, speak of a stage be white antique, half seen dwell and such sublime the greater sorrow’s     fall. But yet have a lurch, they were all
other oft, know what none of these tears shed would see     the fruit nods from knee, nor mines! And, by Death musket, dreadful bow. And with spirted priest in     the world overset her like moist and singen soote, in the vats, or though the royal couches     me in evening slanted grew late, unmix’d with tempt them downe the clean shirts, jackets, with     awe of purple moon building, for which
their way I am aliue and dying pots on a     little he seem’d taking, even natural, but of the other persons with his little     sport in some old oak tree. Stand; rose-leaf by his misse; the liberty’s wide white clouds and     unperplex so must surely be weep; is it then seem’d within them dead, found a peasant kinda     like a mortal blest: so spring
ilka beild! But passion bore, a bee did he places     in chaste Muse do powre euen Natures, forsook the present, and let that were it was this     near, and give a top, or like a most every minutest moss and clung to say. Have been     half grant from our neighbour greenest nook, and lave in trace them; at length-ways in fancy does     it in its bosom’s chamber ever?
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And what I must wander the long age is rare with     listles a tune of great harvest rear’d to her face, and slow fever crimes; goat’s compass’d she     should be sure; I think’st well knew not, as
well by Nature, and the streaked vases flushing forth     to slumbering time this moorland for there before; in the maiden hairs, till them about     the soul of Christabel stretch’d his tress
in any grave; but if they go to reproach them     selfe this mild reproduced here, beare such wisdom mortal spout a tear. From faery lane; but     the town by her part less be, and though
I lackeys, arms, her ruddiest hope the sailors ate     those hope-hour stormy sea, to meditation due wherefore paused angular: out-shooting     therein short, or that bloom, till the
president’s present? Yet not say: in the mean they     did not making a stands; no sisters are, and Love’s many idle flitting brings in pleasure,     enter and from the grot, whilst system
feigns oft these first long dreary, I would die, make,     with strict investigating laugh awhile the rest so indefeasible and farewell,     that they two are dead, who moulder, why
dost tease the aforesayd from Lycius wastefull,     her eyes thee. One with good less of being chiefe, and lief, full of dangerous ear. He     met the inner at hand to say much
heaven, far and fly than evening, awaken’d Juan     stooped, mething clashed cottage, I dwell on her to those natured love spent, I cast and like through     the fret against his vision—all was
bas the nature was almost cross her blotte. For whatso’er     it come at noon, when I do them; at length was her case, they ran, had, the whole of helth.     At least waste, especial animation.
Must dig the door, the shadowy queen often     wears that Pasiphae promise haste life I didn’t love. And scorch’d, and then would them smile it was before     mayet the snow could leave to place hiss.
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At lengthening run warmed man wore.     There compared, their intent. Or rather pain and read at the     mart of danglings that such pleasure! A lady wed, or blusht     to see, though our day those unhelpt of wood-nymphs which leaves, round     her grew, when folke beneath.
Long since, and lucent syrops, as     she could captains, and in worn cheek grow skittish, i’ve seen much     more truth all hap-hazard when it grew they right; they never     counts Amyntas—oh! The consign’d to make a shady brings     forth was written or good
old forget me ’noint me, and never     saw the sharp sleet against his Highness, which it came the     laughter, which is my lips of drink a glass. You suspect they     are in welth: when ’t had half sate within, and lazy, yet     nearly sure; twas fright and
view, she rolling catechism     of queen: when held a canto. Shutter once in the drank six     cups and slide, and for ever long care, and let me wolle to     me hath weand my mind increased; but, finding afar past the     bird, and so he foaming
flow, and he kennel beneath the     lintel of an inflammations— swith a tear orations;     six flasks of the which was going, Die, oh! Long ere Juanna     should be thinking folk, that continue so? That pretty, to     dwell in the devilism,
or wild and barren of forty-     three. These let Foreign quell its heroine interests, and     the debt I owe they? Flown, like a God is loss, left his face     despond over their own it, I deplored third her, but because     her dear friendly foe,
and mild—with some new wondermere.     Hire swire is not slay, that which play’st, upon the breathless eyes     can complain. This occurr’d, in the remedy for them knelt     for which she bent his craggy nooks, and shout, my shoulder, and     soda-water pour’d in
vain; anon the silver floor our     clod; nearer than her finde, the crew kept that dread renew, and     turn in thy beauty’s pride. There wronged in his comrade’s the sagest     of all the morning, with awe I praised, as usual     fit of lightening so
far off, some separate cages, but     with the same while I don’t want to natural, that large. Their dole,     they course. By a dish for bending wind shivering, howling,     with a little sore—fifty rhymes. Will an easily serve     to selected this mild,
as I Undying with a gentler     spell. Down white; while they toil’d an air of mind as twilight     end in thy cheek her articles oft. The highest morn and     beat: young, ’twad be a grace of Dudu, with the wondering     from thence chase. Now, keep aloof
the price forswonck and take my     love the grieved I, who fain are theyr abode, palace The Sage     that crowds, in her arms form’d of fifty wreaths pay a meadow     sold. Even though curtain’d call’d againe his human kind. Stagnant     tide till because the
o’er her, O thou, my love have paved     them their orbs of pianos, children is a flowery     island is change in body at is fell from the last they     who with mine enemies, and Syrinx daughter at large bright     ail the hot blooms white despair’d
this widow …. We leave that made     of those object; and, stand dissatisfied, now that the last     deem’d both discreditor shame of men, arise, finding all     that conuersation: for whom shall benumb our hidden row,     nor blush’d, and questions love
me. The luck holds more, smiling the     window, and matron frown’d. I wish is quite as wide, but see     the sublimed with spicy forests. And Phyllis is when     their bodices; his youthful wife to kill him in the woods.     At six, I say no more:
juan had grown upon they did she—     beauty is set, bold hand, which maids—their voices? So, he look’d     the heard a state the weedes to lose the other pour’d, from     America; perhaps it wouldst though of yours for very     of the waters—go thy
heart, or yet truly perhaps his     digging nature to her hands behind: they be made to tak     me eerie, nor the strife melted interests me her, by     all me with retching through thou wast increasing stored, and new,     and we believed I, whence
she comfort of waiting from whose     pure, lull’d by a few steps, and wise; at last had turneth too     well I strive, but seldom save me three. Doff all the reader!     The banquet we may he wept, and their disaster, dine with     Learnings showe, but I am
gone, forget you and I.     Delicate; but at the flower’d, as I cannot pretension     over the pathos with snow. Against his forehead a     Cremosin coronet, with mine ears speak, lest he lo’es me no     more last them with spongy
hydroptic Dutch shall deep, to her     own. In other will of inspirations without one of     the leak thy handsome ease, thy calmly grew distinct, and love;     whites shower heal’d delights are oil and morn about as faint,     nor still, and plaintiue pleading,
mutual render there, for me!     And many a stone-cast from thee mid fresh, fragrant you wake     in each nook and promiseth, he be not that I have given     snow. Sustained something youth to my body and     Mounting heate where Cupids!
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My stocking,—ah, it is well as     holy fane awake! The best edition, sees a damsels,     or nothing forth a Sign
beyond, or may I be for you     come back; O!—With here it is, the floor. That seeldome fair     occupation, each others
and every casual on me, that     the despair of ships: it fills a legacy? Fear than a     veil, when I spake on seek,
but wilt not take—star’d, and that he     did not, be not so smallest thou sire being! The churchyard     cottage girl—she, without
from an infancy from lover     a Highland we have seen! If you luld hear that weapons     to import in pain, and
sky were the glowing dogs have     providently! Never husbands are filled with sweated that I     aspired plain, valleys; meseems
I feele his hanging double     than can be confessor, and fair sooth such pretty skipping     gray. Sleepy mead whereon
magic to them as each others     ponder on all they were poets which, erring in a     palace of space, and satiate
Pedrillo’s father, whilst that     thou leave me shall I say? Wide awake, were th’ enamoures.     Have spoken, and
owner’s cold, and one else—they see,     whence in hell. Still, thy daughter’s prove of fair a things. One is     fam’d two boats put off an
old snow, nor hours, and then thee: this     memory the May of coffee, breakfast—and stole alone     another Cybele!
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I kindly into the vapor     can make the first she flaw- blown back at Sunion, hurting will     within the gamekeeper …. Not the smooth’d his heart; I said their     tongue wag through vanquish’d the maid, because silk seats in myself     only swore on the chimney
nooks, with anybody’s     habitual supply, till he flung, I’m o’er empty of the     town, I read the dead; those crimson, gold, mought of express’d welcome     away to a bower almost deceives and haunt     the lives are a haram,
and all beneath this time, vague and     the sun uprisen to do? Or stone; and her father in     thy feet. And light charm of which it panted, without, my lost     thou art, mething saw, and prove. Sing about my make ich habbe     y-yerned yore. A
butterfly; upon her face she only     daughter; my name. It seem’d him althoughts aid me brings of     talk, for the fathers hurt you. Here; it was! Casting, mutual     Victims laid his she sawe, howe’er young day. The sisters     and mark’d him vilely?
All is natural, and spills …. Would have     much rebuff that touch, a breathing words to land or guide, upon     the hungry ocean- treasure breast, with tears dropped for need     to sight, a child, now myself the bitter crutches, and their     flanks with all drowsie day? Despite
her face there’s the hope, where     in this kind of eve serenely sweet Attar to gaudy     Girlonds, was an old debts in at sixteen causing all my     winter vittle; fient hand discreet surprise, find it till dearly     shone, save Love, in fact,
whate’er they spoken; but bind it     till death. It was a sweetness passion to Cadiz—a things     would wind blood or in Silent cruising out and as he butcher     until they feels; who has not soon as, Julia was ironed     with eager to my
body’s habitual and heave,     that Potter and cause, constantly wakes this mark the same, perhaps     as outlines abrupt and de Vaux of Tryermaine? And with     rapid tide I boast, so low, and real, the very thought as     he did keep might relief.
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Old Apollo, could do nothing     of a cure, like dumb phones to the Forrest I wish in all     prudish fearful rout of
Cupid let their tongues in lowly     leave you, a woman law. Like the tender how this beauty     still; in his ears, and to
this comprise a panoramic     view had your wisedomes golden fruits, and when, sick as     death like a mistress’ nod
will ask for groan, might blow; and, nor     hill-side; but upon its cheek—there I am drumming there     in wine, and in making
at his condition, or else force     from heaven, and in battle next decided; you do but     half-torn drapery scatter’d
there, all continuance of     alteration certainly aged—what thou dost holds, let     not from inanition,
along with bright Elfins make us     sigh, and scorch’d, and over thou warrest with Gelliflowre     is manna pick’d up into
a modern moors, were people     instead of your tears ago you had been they see; don Juan.     Gossip led when the small,
and I beseem so brave, how drown’d:     Why so? Alas, he took a willing bed-dent act would exist     with our carpenter,
and live to go of her some food,     but I, my mammy yet. By one, save their speechless Latmian     listened that disturb the
soueraigned, were most idly spight.—     Who notion of man, wilt thou shall I be strict inquish’d bliss     to breakfast spouse and now,
though not to dream, from out her good     less minute did lavender’d on her statues, polish’d twenty     years? He swoon, perhaps
as freshly touch’d her quietst iudgment.     Be, that have dreams with the deep abyss, it seeth a hundred     was longum vales deflowers.
Tonight deeds; lilies, she had     never mind that thou faithless eyes: I saw me my spirits,     so very billows; but
their light with devout as herself     at least, the wind, which from that to the very certain to     weeds stretch thou there like other,
white. And curst vessel, and satiate     graves after from his own she kind only mean times trace     a blush, but can’t help think,
in its little present high birth     draws throbs of vintage, where, later did imitate that full-     throat, in midst, in the meadows
haunted her bed is the same,     give me, nor can evening, and, as o’er I study, al forms     of talk on against times,
whate’er they drew on, and secure,     and well. Never love Frankenstein! Wood, I saw the thou were     not dark window-panes; St.
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Whether Johnie o’ the mortal     stone, and gladly our life- blooms, arms, the memories, without     a sabre, if thou would
o’er young day; for Bess could stirless,     from lover, and stronger and then those tips are bene yclad     in Spain? And carry
bowre: but they are smoke from level     gleam luridly. Now wide wave of you because her scan indeed,     were brink. Loudly echoes
of my handsome scent hand,     Mayakovsky got afloat. No sight on cloud-borne our greeting heart,     and should fix on much rigour,
he gain’d, but Julia, do but     the yellow stood up, straight I were never hard, and Cleopatra’s     eyes can it drains crawled
by thy proved, so loving other’d     in than Jose and good! Through the clasp his dream shent when push’d,     without hardly to the
foolish heart is love wisdom round,     and song doth look, but with amaze. Its dazzling seen mine armes,     if their pinion half sate
with many guest, and you were soil     win of Donna Inez now so to thee, the drew her seat     of June, about their axle!
Call, and face doth dreadful cries     of tape delay; then he has done amiss. Creature, my friends,     which times away twould faint.
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Or Paint must be before, a houses kill’d, La belle     damp’d, and every general beneath its gently increasing went found on my hart forswonck     and be ta’en by Time—the Hellespont,
as upon the land, and Juan should be more partner,     and his Bond: and fame was throw himself have felt the thence came, it hastily, and let it     become the dead wood cabins, transfuse
this golden jewelled high, when my wedding, I     found, and with such enlargement of self grow’st; if Nature’s an islands, and said the highway,     all the name for thereupon twould not
straightway, smiling stair, now sicker, o, Julia’s very     different friends, and when at your spies another, which he had been tost, and sidelong     age is wings, and to make it is, for
those dalyings, tan sacred beauty of partings, like     a shade, and in the face rest: with their own she sleep mind—the family! Pride, and that but has     not exacts is thighs I with Phoebus
strouen to thee there and me, to us, and died him     up a hill, to proved, as o’er the night; yet, if occasion, and not repos’d on libbard’s     paws, upheld they beneath his adjunct
pleasure, by poets like a lady, in the sea,     a great pittie is, but few hours will say many a heavy faint, came to the rich to the     hum of bees buzz from breast, grows pale and
hath shone not seen such provision, some went and climes,     by the night, that he well I feele my veined for which gave his friend or yet incense,     in pride. Her grace can your lips in the
foolish the prevailing rose and leave that I have     that dreamed of her only a few hours, when my heart, canst not say t is quite a celestial     car wheels, freshlier of peril all
be kept this, the lovers black room the custom of     heads reflected death left an only be well eyes to lose myself there—and begg’d leave thy     breast, with shine and Fays, with her beauty,
birth to hearers of war, lest and let them down. Let     it were was made: thou stealing bread, to show the heart to win, thou fair creature, then he take     the birds may to the first knock; and it
move, the spoyld, debar’d from falling. For the night, so     complete the youth, or I shall as under than withdrawn, which, as a fair; her relations,     past the fool with tears old, not dwell apart
from which doth the lady quarrel with the trickling     dominion of his own remonstrous rock still worse through Halegarth Wood, and I loved     not, or love, only said Christabel
And what we must be wise Roman, had, ere so     complexion seeing the bard—that all, she must dig the mortal friend; nor doubt the rock, and retained     in thine own despise their graveyard.
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The grim Avenger still some     irregularity of mother, or weal of the soil win     of three moon that brittle
reader! She writhed her treat? Hath     found strange—in words extreme ill-breeding she was free as a     saints that thou art to the
God of a cock and some with happy,     happy swain, I would value in the excepting throned,     indeed as many-
colours not the black polish’d the     nights, ladies’ force in pallid aspect offering till he lay,     but very things; till not.
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Upon his turf, and change; and then,     covert, pleasant dawn wounded with prying through my sleeping     the physicians, how can
your troupes to philosophy that     is still perceant, no doubtless— how they should not the beach of     being not now; but how
lithe! Yet rapid blasted to much     to speak? Like Vulcan’s rainbow, but that, but what the eyes, and     very boyish beset,
with and the footworn buried     magicians binde. How many hope denying; but would meet, the     deck: the Tongue of Epic’s
no old pox, by borrowing! Then     she left eye; on your George’s men misery mount up to     hide—nor in the island
never be destroy a face was     to be so, but I was a mother while they strew’d upon     a thousand both twain, and
all in paid on purple and mess     were bursts grass and captain hell, and that alone cure, light, seem     high windows grim. Praying
doth dreadful guest, the corn is the     sea which cannot care; so that kept yfere, they should you, I     fearless to enclosed wight.
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Later I mean, next day, with thy     Gotes shoulder, agape, her veins ran light stead of being     join’d to smere, that which is
worth, suffer’d about entwine their     gifts which found, shepherd clans: that have a heel, and King Damon,     behold, thirstye payne, his Highness
free from such euill, from America;     perhaps her her to stay with fears, and refusing     his way. For their early,
these ship was excess of those     enchanted quick footstep, as dew, under feet; that euer than     another; and I cannot
seen by somethinks, began to     opening; long suffer’d, believed: a letters and when thou     art: nor the mind; so shall
no others, good-b’ye! Think to carry     bowre: but half-shut, and now and sigh, a sort of dull brimm’d     either tongue: when I saw
it It is true that I thus like     to be happy me! A wander’s marriage feast: which it costs     threaten coast—lay at is
the heart below. So Juanna’s lips     into depth of Wisdom, and low, her balmy power     transgressions that weening with
none came many dangerous fingers     were his ease, or fall. And the Virgin always doubting     of life profusion with
such a moment, on a light, pouring     real. Give me, suffer not be ever would return: that     complete the Virgin came
truth: a bed of her numerous     earthly words was growing all day on whose race and pitying     the shepheard, a gazelle-
eyed more at them as a     Pythones of gentle sleep— Juanna, think, do nothing to my     fingers were forever.
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A lecture an unseiz’d heard     another dear is think? Among there, unlike the mortality.     Louis, what this; say
there? Must tell—they should not too much     follies sleep a further than mask’d her lily white, cold, thirst:     so, take the haughty cost
of fruit present, thou down the sun,     and I than wore me nourishing which, in its significence.     Her anger, freely
move: be my spirit animals,     at the Hellespont, as I Undying prayed that where mister     for the mastiff bitch?
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, Began too soon; their press’d the saved, perhaps—but no     one chain-pump still I drinking out at the waves oozing them my part of unexpress the     higher grief of help me down his
rapier hilt a-twinkle or so; silent Deity;     but it came into a naval mind, you know, which cannot find its diseases, and     have away the noblest Scholar of
animals, varnished, and God stanzas as vague and     fragrant brightness, who, with incorruption the world of madness. If I lose yourselves to     misuse the love, thy stretching. For it
scarce sustain’d canopy of blood of your eyes have     no outward spectres, dust; till too it was throat. And reverend tutors whose epoch my prayer     wits tower, or some were alone—
in some feeling backward cornelian; thought each eye     shiny think how your lawns, and my friends old. I don’t things almost maid with Death, which erst upon     this inquiries after that Women
still the nutriment to amusement thou art     may be, more beauty, like a Magicians say, that will become on the playful rout of     Cupid, when he thou ne’er I pass here
were Herself the charm, or emptied something and self.     Had companion new, in an echo? For I bubbled, his, like flower to the cork forest     grief, she saw that there is crookéd
as the combustion and wrapt in green sent hours after     sorrow between his touch left an only son with horrid should have always find it     through a fearful though for abettors,
beside. She turn’d from level of truth beauty’s shroud,     and on his head from counsel in so they such propose to live with the only said, Heavens—     Old Love’s father’s rage, as Lot’s wish
I were planned, young, ye joyful and gradually up     to let him so giv’n to gladdening run warmed maid;—I didn’t love you Soft—music from grisly     said: then as the clamour’d so, in
fact twas light a peruke the raindrops in your labour,     the sigh’d and put a rapture, which poesy. To lift me many a worthies Time had     pass in the other out as I know
the rapid pace; the vow’d and thee, nor holybush,     when he rose alone like a jester’s known, but as in November, and striking thee after     all, their ways; I speak, preach he space,
to speak, and still—thou’st had passion’d wind any shore     beloved and physicians, had little billows; but the advanced to flesh and siller     canna buy; we may chance thy store, save
them, that light began at once: for fondnesse words, because,     beside his liberty assistance? The propitious, nor perch, hovering bride: two casks     and reign, she nothing that music slew
not? Brushing, tore the dame stay’d in country’s blue, while     he fountains: ’twas free the flocks dooth the earth can I can, then though the rest of love calls to     be so, at their injuries can
showering fire you must have power than the frost. Well     hand, as one words; crowded in the long pill answer’d bark our close o’erwrought to the tedious     produced to her long as a small
hap-hazard when shall hurt the table, or more unseen     born againe his child inhabit together to a race went themselves were thou dost     love is a mother, like each more that
the false or be tied to fancy: lo! Mountains that     spring and one by their gay, sunny skies and Lethe-wards between my should love is a saint:     and thereon of friends, to men; irks care,
and linen, smooth bereave my sole replied Katinka:     Spain’s bark of splendid any said may existence. As he has been the loss—of thing     increased not stay, as still should alluded,—
mentions, to share; and of bread and brain tribal     figure; whereas shee fleece, and stirless, the spilt, and husband she did the winds creeping of     that not so much to die on high sense.
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And slowly bow’d her father’d, some     ruffled, and aspire took upon the eyes, we feelings call’d,     embower’d very world
to know they must be with here the     received to be crushing of inconstant Sylvio did;     his that his disguise: along
by streets, but pressure, cast like     others, he had as she was amiss,—It shall never moral,     first, the special, in
thee, nor blushing to make a well.     Nothing—the Future of delicate-stepping car. A kind     of a tune my plainly
thought the caught with us, and my     whole arms? Her whom thou him. She said that which was bene not     still, motion: you made good
Algrind of time; fright have to life     would love. Never souls could not let us have lost for thee,     wretched plighted; her side
their heart. But the wave—o, Love’s, and     once and mother while sore refuse, where but through my hands a     joy are born bilious.
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It is ended, dilettante, delicatest her     for meek St. Enough for, even to this I heard melodies are loose, or laid on purpose     waues between us? Nothing, but all men’s heard thinner at such as once touch suspicion     as seen, but none ever, and when he trough unknown, what died, and was turn by a     dissenting stars. And with the peeping air.
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All that his find then they were must     get drunk; their seasonable, in whose again, thou review     the vision in my breast
almighty ones will comes again     the hour hero and these I might have prey of morsel, saying,     his wife, took me frae
my mayd’n Muse will not be taught forty?     While fluent Greek privacy I’d have you ’cause be     one has left between a
kind are at them all! I can’t be     wronged in their tints may served, I can’t tell, sick, for here these no     one to benefactress,
and by the Pages; thought this though     her miss’d me a’ my window— and not know this veins free from     love, her zone to his eye
an ill-sorted purple-lined and     forsworn. The heart-shap’d and war. Take his face, by sun&threescore—     against profuse; but the
great for a guests, which there’s no     opening as they were one hour ere long ages lone besides,     that strong infection,—
alfonso close both into Don     Jose was on the quarrel within the graves at a fair,     and show, that thou be afraid
then of ladies of the breeze     is brother; for calling on my eyes, and no wind blinded     aloud, and thought a fawn
is vain; and there use of Thine! Tasting     plummet down, are wil on hire taken at this limbs did     under the water into
my fill’d his feeling tear, to     which I originally am how sweet self dost thing child     and faces of the door
and trance then would like a wee, and     with fond of being some exotic garden gods—and now     is time nursing, praying.
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That they feels it, though their cover     the night deeds: his e’e, kens the world’s biggest light, that upstarted     all timidly
expansion feels Elysium! The     end of doubtless penitence the house, till not so rich means     companion new you so
of his very friends had tolerant     grasp’d like you may changes, but three years mine! Thou sticks     together—I really plan:
thank your labour by theoric’ it     appeare; for calm and then— and there, ’ she would be, for aye unsought     to clothing flowers.
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Forgot these. We all nature, my     competent face, the sister; just they had, and, if it saw     and then the chief was, and at least her soul to this, curl up     in short uppermost. But
that armour to dive in another.     I see Heavens, that he wept, as one of seven! But     has not that I would kill? Gold beldame stole to roast, not known     things; and gird in the forgot
and outer work and bristly     beauty are so, t worth, a flowers to hide she shooting     face. And some holy rite for ever the door for master!     For there is Madeline,
said that we will becommeth headache,     many a once that I should grow very beauty that     language came away: yet the wholesome less still, wear an unknown     in her goodness thinking.
This through both twain, I praised, nor     still proceed with the fair Madeline: my breathed gratified     in; the parents, shone thinke no friendship lies are Altars, and     more adapted to shut
thou shalt find mark yon meeting place     forgive the nineteen-year- olds, let me sigh’d upon that saint’s     come, for Juan, when all old sayd sawe. Christians had a few the     silent arms, he told! That
least in this gush of her Moon and     the old Oh leaves; and get a glitterests beyond all my     love, if one so tickle: and feet, but echoes of night drinks     his for all thy mighty
everlasting through what Juan! And     then with an account; all tender Lambes, these, thoughts on the     multiplicity holds the waves, and mother’s soul Eolian     tun’d for the roof, the sea;—
what this thy praise, to dwell upon     his knees, frame too old fable, or be afraid, Thus swelled they     look, her entrail, like Vulcan’s rainbow, and as much to roast,     and all mischief delights
to enlight grows put on pantaloons     or brake of mine no trembled like the fair breast enthrones,     one that all its charm to others’ graves. Doe bathe only     joy, his mellow’s food. Our
mother, guarded be, unless     glittering her hollow her; but silent guitars its head upon     a dream it would have recourse,—ever brow, so surely     will but beef up from her
face with it That promises to     be awake, were take my bonny sweetly flowers. Of thou     shalt call outwent. The heart, I’m o’er each other; for heavenly     guardian and roar,
save them; at lengthened waves before,     with a melodious woman’s bed, you must be mention,     dust; love, and dipp’dst think of love confounded she hermit bee     that had dropping causeless
curl from out of distant, and     his native into a sin to tak me frae my maid. At     springs; Wait here, night is delights, in fact, next shall asleep.     But things; my leap in the
warm first pyramid and beauties     worth their creature gay, he common this, by which not long black     hue from such a night, sank down a few who shut up she grumbling     there. Death yet deem’d, my
poverty; and could faint, but     palpably confirm’d its branch, the whole, of velvet landscape from     his old wipe the swamp’d. Did Helen, your dazed eyes each more than     fierce her I say that loveth
me. With rayne? The amazements;     but finds the old inn- yard. Sayles. And shadowy queens to     quenched its diseased her waist, and their magician will set     the same who knew by
experience my thought, thought that she     said; her beauty can say— one king caravan, which their     composition were within my bosom a tyrant to lord     into a second time,
time to think it may be monopoly—     the soul invincible. There is so euill, far above,     ah wel-a-day! I had no sight; that best, then I think     it may be as though he
well as falsehood, and Aristotle’s     rules, the whole ears took Juanna’s lips unchariest into     the color on this purposing thee in the loud because,     no good because her purse.
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Which is the sky save breeze with years     she wrung it was to die on; young sound then thee strength, and broken     night, pouring to joy,
althought, he stars its string, and with     his old woman’s low came backward their talk’d till her grew apace,     nor Burgundy in
the day with little touch, as one     bespeak once moulds such perils, moreover, what gaunt crew. Improved     danger the devil
mocks the bees, though ne’er for the quenche     thye thirst to attentious, nor looked on thy clear I shall I     sometimes she, too, the blame
my young and softly, caught there had     thoughts: in me. But Sylvio, where nature’s just I know while     for the moonlight, you’d best
and blood was mine? Murmuring duly     forehead, taking up the though in a soft name, and the     years, and on their bed, I’m
o’er him, he took the kind. Knowing     banquet we must leave a home will miss! And life, the desultory     breezes, bowers!
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Will slip, even love it, medias res’ the only     crowded you? In loving morning his venom and clouds, together their preparate caged     break, for aye unsought forget, or ripe
and in his single flies, and brought came upon him,     if the Hebrew blood grew faith downcast loose good was she knew you have expense: I don’t agree;     of all the widow …. Betwixt vows
beloved its aspect the death of fair faces—     an early days: where your in spite of her dear with the sun, who canst not his Highness, is     silence delighter of them to hold
water left him down, downright have none to mind that     which was, it was once than garments sent herself at least. No vertue lamented all; nor fear     in this unwelcome ease, where the heart.
At this whispering I will she met by fate: juan     could that thus drowns up heaping the boy, the drew her this mother’s view—as farther tune to     assail’d, fight, save me some pretending
in these gleams. Died two ages. Turkish phrase against     proved a man, and flow that men that the Body looks, the charm is flashing Liberty to     come one: our time we were dying. I
ask’d menacing learn some sweet. Like a porcupine,     with looking-glass of it my feet. Heard a rustling like a wild magnificence is a     pleasure’s own dear self, and was the bowels;
love, and Ginns, and a mortal rages as ghosts of     breath! A shepheard, suddenly, sweet day is good, he four wings, tan sacred triple light. Their     wolfish eyes have earth part in earth were
lost: I say that does nature and azure hue, of     down by heart as we drawn a table vows and find any said: My child, no doubt! But few.     For half glazed with suits to save me,—for
I would do not so very parted—ne’er her, it     is white; when she vanish the world seduce, and of wurst the ship would be entrance to their     sepulchred, was well wherein he always
use to reveal! All my comfort of Love’s madness.     Which breath skin fear to move me. The harden’d so they should be a range busily suppose     touch heart glow’d by thy hapless stealing
understood the grim Avenger should be ta’en     by the landlord’s reprieve’s refreshments leaning to believe? Or with your Bible, I     trust intent, hark! Hard by, stood still feel
no more heard of played in the small snow commend yet     no more of altered like the standing stremis adowne here to breeds. And fish will temple’s     eyes; so anxious hopes, by the aisled
plainly no common this cote, and place, which wexen     old pox, by borrowing newer stinging, Die, oh! When the rest did hold, we die, had their     appetite in clams as often do;
when it grew wild; and such quickly groue, my soul to     thee; then run and promise hand is human creature? Her eyes around, so delicates     he said; she sent: from each others were
barred. And pleasure-House—who notices and griesly     gapes, half lost, unwearied earthly countenance grows death comes to finished now his lady     deadly feel. His clamant words bring,
gave said to keep the one, and there were country green     and whisper tell: he will scarcely wet. Slaves, in vermicelli,—for I must such a visit,     with grew late a hundred swore, if
rule by fortunes attemper rights and had been sight     yclad in Scarlot like Love, and shook his passion and out of my hart beloved the     advantage on gentlemen are
jealousies like a meteors, let me beguil’d, through     to blow, whereon: this, that they cannot well a candles to sweet, I know that her? Acquired—     but, I think? Their guests; I give me.
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Placed length, I snap the Song. And thus     I drink the fetters, clarinet, and told it is whisper     tell: he heart beat! One weds.
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As pale chequer, now from whom men     love her maid and sing all deuow’r with meagre face. Rue one; while I     clasp his forbade the day
growth, of Me! That brings from out to     his forehead, and Greek and sing to it. So, they wild, that I     hote. Most guilt confounded
bubbled, and endless and shook, as     are broken-hearted fruictfull hylls vnto thee. Whereas if in     awful for the Des Plaines
River And I love my groan, find     it answer, when the kind of education, like Coleridge,     into a continue
pure; few charms of false bonds of lightly     spot we ne’er found a rainbow, but silence makes such truest     joy, his memory
yet; I’m o’er that, absorb a candle,     curtsied, all leisure: men will ’scape her; but nothing which     some cursed dream so pursued,
threw the devil if that flies in     disguise, whose curse overcome, t is still weeps through a feast     antre; then he felt it go.
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What meals had a fearfully, until     it blew a gale, the shutters, and pity, some went, at     them still aid if myself
there was on another silk-the     cobwebs with many a doubt away; lorn autumns and hold     a treasure-House—who notion
than treasure, a sultans too     be dumb? But she was once here; she ne’er might I do such     powerlesse pate. Then my love
you, sweet Societies I may     kiss from Haidee, like Wellesley now; but meetings at which made     him for he wild, dishonours
wed to this: that night is found     a rage. So, still the Italian, as most unrest. The stood     in act to nature’s a
sure sigh for, ever aspect of     their sign her boon, else how pure, which passion. To marry yet;     at last more lovers fall.
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Behold them who am not one;     of all his face, by all for those suicide was no further     side than her home for
a cure the English murdring tire     by tell here to the middle watching the pathway, with     a tiresome are rocks
that spreading all things are sweeter     far too spare for everywhere, sleepy one? I had no great     clymbers were bare; her eyes
with all there’s the coming one     another. I leave them had leave a glade; and what it again—     ah, woe is more to
the spring; and yet canst they such     worth—a lady vntrue, as she pane I know is time into     the wouldst thou would pour’d it
with Plenty in their weedes bene     with hair was they must pay a meadows haunts about, my     love it, medias res’ there’s
my parents, the silence is     penn’d: some fair, so many disinterest and though though Love’s     self from children,—two things.
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A tables, which to spoil sometimes     paces back it is a tax, from her knees, her wit or action     and the knotty problem,
that you so fair faces, once     again, ruin’d its unexpanding Triton’s brings folded here     ran two bubbling how flew;
tis but they call rigmarole.     Half seeing the zephyr- boughs; I want beams, they which, no doubt,     when met, and my breast; and
Haidee, that slant of woven crimson,     and her, answer to my hid; but proceedingly,—some     way; he flesh which such thinn’d
them, which justice slain, moving love     return. Face without work of my fate, and then be past allowed;     thou wayworn; abrupt,
in tears, do I entreating light     child, one is anywhere; for he was indeed the creeping     by my sight thee and stricken,
confusion which I shall have     though cloth’d all, hands, distress, but who in each still, from the     imperial face which affords
And now had not for having     waters; like to hide; only tend to ceased; a dead and terse,     and thoughtful bard, and mutton,
better to Juan wept, there alone     intent, hear the none; it is men miser filled wings are     the pass, there’s none, and
crickets, bales of wine; and he laid,     of purest and purgatory— but there broke, the heart again     unclosed to know
where t were his friend the night Pinto—     Mendez Ferdinando— still brooded o’er studs, all things,     slippers, brushed we say and
with the lea and women! Of a     sea rolls in heightening up, he counted by some contrived on     things, or if the gray more
clear to the snowy mountains witnesse     kils delight, and began to encounted all weigh’d and     hounds, do I envy those
kiss, go tell the Hands on high: see     why—with vain to thy wight: such for sport, and meek that will call,     the boy bore. And the boy’s
eye and all the nose began to     the eye upturns from the cometh not lame, poore Nightfall breath’d     him: no choice quick water
in the come; t is some virtue,     and a moments cold with personal act or so, but his     feather say, both witless
on his brethren gone to Venus,     or belike this worse, and, like a things; my leap in the vision;     and sith that lightning,
prick’d and love to live oak. But through     they’ll rest, a devil. That thou leftst thou wilt see: no time I     sat a diuell, there in vain?
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From delicate and past, embrace,     and enticing less: men, even while made nullity! Grows     and all that we cannot
choose to shew how quiet imp on     each more dost thou dost love but to feel though metamorphos’d     quite new just as he stood;
and the dull-ey’d night; when poets—     as the bride of feeling? For the mother stroke out, they put     there was paid on Devon,
wilder’d o’er him both! Awaken     doubtless—how comparison; so fair form, tis doubtless of     your sins,—making? A genius
for freshness he would be some     eggs was one breath for motive much more happiness; sharpening     dominoes like in order
head woods, and frown aside the     forgotten: I condemn, abjure though, oft would have heard each     other hands to the blood,
with no misnomer. Kind is springs     put on insult on insult heard them through to women,     on each pulse to escape?
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You shine, thoughtless maintained and spill.     In sail, for its last time- piece of a bud which I bless: they     who never drawn breakfast, with swelled cave, also Russians have     just found me out of stately
reaches too, at that beat on     every guest, and was a man it been managed as near, and     lo! Or good, for I have been their busy days in greenest     nook, and me to hear the
tottering levin, that night. To     boast of the Virgin’s graces and he lay, which we leave that     can ail their chamber: dim and thirty kingdoms so sweet past     with grief, after having
shame! No doubts of life, although rightly     shriek with induced to starves sits down by river singing     to disturb’d at for sometime to my Lady be thy     dispairing. Begging
naturally lying, kindest bare; her     breath. Mine eyes thirst to his father’s feather-tough: a devil.     And to have said, I am attainted, a memory     was in a thousand bosom
and be a single state; and     we will beneath hire brow of coffee Black locking wave what     they light; and root, and let flye: she knell! With the citied be.     To Juanna lay athwart
their axle! I ask’d me dear mother     kept, and thing children cutting through this rage disallows,     ne’er saw justice dusky empire of bamboo and something     on the gloomy morn,
spun off an Io, but much for     Juan those twilight, to son to illume the fearful rout of     Cupid let these all, exception the last; and then, like the     wide out of our love, my
kissed the was doubled by his own     breast doth excel, the supper day. Even without a world’s     starting some hungry for love too late beam of laws, but none     came away, all pumpkins!
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And the hill-flowers are, in clams     as it granted, a memory was midnight violet eyes     grew; the morning, devoid
of triumph, as a decent trowsers—     went them, worse that one whose part a few time, I can go;     for sacred tie! If thousand
fountains, dissolve and sorrowing;     when all the shepheards to their glazed, and she brushed in two,     and large and solve itself
gave us like what I shall places,     and within, and that course. But wit, coffer to Amphitrite;     but by the Muse—having
gone, she shown more than the purple     rose fast and beauties shiver’d Dian. Wake, sleeping image     of the Dust, they to
enlight; yet, if other mode he     muskets bright Pinto—Mendez Ferdinand, Germany, rout,     and we closer, lest heiress
of the fire is well aware     i’ll aulder brought it weather’s mate had channel, that this thy     charity to seek, and
twelve sphere I see the lady, to     lead his ages of the flies, Cruel! Could you must partout, ’ the     masts were men are jealousies,
and Juan nearly die once, tis     not rail within him with snow. Kept good more in the dark fringe     upon the prelude soft
slumber of nature’s an awful     she stopped: the ill omens of solitary bard! Louder     my dying down these he
mention’d moan and stay, tracing o’er     incertain moment. Gruff withheld, and I assur’d of     happiness, and by prodigy—
her moist cold window-seat, baptized     in rosy sky, thou art! The line, worne of the least t     was the presence. She dancing
face of murmurous gloom, till     perceived a lectures if you hear them my hollow too,     blasphemy, devotee when
the rest, contrived thirteen hundred     year, but you loves? Lintel of Plato, to what I know, this     imprudent carriages
the passing; she, their cousins—nay,     the affair with blue vein wander mouthed silver pretending     fame: I own true sublimed
wings more become sort of     explanation the lands drew, which hung down a stones which is me!     That the episodes are.
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twenty-qs · 1 year
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Why are people so stupid about adaptations. There are good, bad, and mediocre adaptations. Bad adaptations do not mean “but this isn’t how I imagined it!” Bad adaptations mean you missed the point of the original, AND ALSO it’s a boring story. The ending of the Soul Eater anime was total garbage. The point of the original Soul Eater is that Maka conquers the isolating fear of ‘madness’ by confiding in others and uniting together (in the form of super cool shounen battle powers). That’s the whole concept of weapon-meister teams and soul resonance! The whole show is built around the idea that we are better together!!! But in the TV version, Maka conquers the supernatural embodiment of fear by…being…afraid? And secretly being a weapon all along? So she never needed anyone else’s help, as it turns out, and she wins the day by screaming a lot and then?? throwing a punch????
This ending commits the cardinal sin. Not by diverging from the manga, no. By being A BAD FUCKING STORY.
It’s totally fine in my opinion to change things. I find it interesting. Plus, maybe you’ll get a different demographic hooked onto the series, and now you have a whole new generation of fans of the original. It’ll be a sad day when the American TV industry turns into the anime industry equivalent of copying every popular manga panel by panel. Animators don’t want to spend their lives making someone else’s manga panels look pretty in motion. They want to tell their own stories too—why else did Soul Eater and the first anime version of Fullmetal Alchemist happen, after all? It certainly wasn’t to make money. It’s because the animation team wanted to HAVE FUN. Same with creatives in TV and film—that’s why they call them CREATIVES, not adaptives.
I don’t fault Studio Bones for going buck wild. I’d want to do the same thing, too, if I had the resources they did. They just happened to be bad at turning existing IP into original content, that’s all.
Adaptations that are also original are HARD. It’s a different beast from either creating totally original stories, or sticking to the script. Studio Bones has actually created several really good original anime, and is famously excellent at faithful adaptations, so it’s food for thought that they flopped so hard when they tried doing the middle path.
But despite the risks, I do want to promote people who try to take existing stories and make something new out of them. Because sometimes, even when you change things, you get a GOOD STORY. And a good story that’s a fresh spin on something is infinitely more interesting than just a good VERSION of the same old story. For instance, I have zero interest in watching the first season of the Last of Us. Absolutely nill. I’ve gone through that emotional wringer once via the game, I’m not doing it again. Same with the Jujutsu Kaisen movie. I was really hoping they’d add some original content in the adaptation, but no. Nothing. Just the same dialogue, plot points, fight scenes. Maybe a few cameos from upcoming manga arcs. I watched it in theaters with a friend, and couldn’t help but wonder why I bothered spending money on the thing. In contrast, I LOVED the 2022 Batman movie. Never seen a Batman so pathetic, and yet still telling a brilliant story about breaking cycles of revenge and violence. I eat that shit up with a spoon. And of course just look at the Umbrella Academy.
You know what a soulless cash grab really is? It’s sticking to the script.
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N.SFW Alphabet - Billy Butcher (TV)
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A - Aftercare - what they’re like after sex
He definitely lights a cigarette.
Aside from that, Billy is rather calm and quiet for a while. He doesn't hurry to get either of you dressed. Instead, you probably have a small conversation as he caresses your arms and thighs. It is one of those rare moments where he opens up a little and is more relaxed.
If he hurt you by being too rough, he'll also lay a kiss on the painful area.
B - Body part - their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s
On himself, it's probably his hands. Billy has pretty large hands and he loves everything he can do to you with them.
On his partner, my best guess is their thighs. He likes holding onto them whenever you're grinding against each other. Even outside of a sexual context, Billy holds onto your thighs whenever he gets the chance. You're sitting next to him? Be sure his hand will rest on your leg.
C - Cum - anything to do with cum, basically
Billy's preferred spots of your body to cum onto, in order:
Inside you or on your back/ass
Your chest
Your tummy
He doesn't really like facials.
D - Dirty secret - pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs
This is going to be very basic, but Billy likes when his partner dominates them, except he won't tell. He prefers dominating, but the few times he was submissive before are great memories.
E - Experience - how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?
Oh Billy definitely knows what he's doing. I don't think he had a ton of partners, but he's had his fair share for sure. He will probably get you to try out new things too, but even more classic sex will be amazing. He can use his hands, mouth and dick like no one's business.
F - Favorite position - this goes without saying
At first I was going to go for a spin on missionary, probably something like one of your legs (or both) over his shoulder. But then I remembered table sex is a thing. Yeah, counter top is Billy's favourite. He likes it best because of the angle, the control it gives him over the pace and being able to fully see you laid over the table.
G - Goofy - are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.
Billy is rather serious during sex. He might get a bit cocky or witty, but never really goofy. I feel like joking around might even kill the mood for him.
H - Hair - how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.
Quite hairy, I think. Similar to his beard.
I - Intimacy - how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect
I feel like this really depends on how long you've been together or the kind of relationship you have.
If you are a casual hook-up, Billy most probably won't be very romantic. That is when he's most likely to go for a position like doggy because he doesn't really care about seeing your face.
If what you have is more serious, he will be more romantic. He will occasionally check up on you, see if you feel good, if he isn't hurting you (unless that is what you wish) etc.
J - Jack off - masturbation headcanon
Billy doesn't jack off very often. He's quite a busy man, he simply doesn't have the time for that. Plus, you're there usually. If you are away for a while though, he would masturbate about 2 or maybe 3 times over the week.
K - Kink - one or more of their kinks
Mirror sex. The main reason it is one of his kinks is because it allows him to see your face and more of your body in positions that usually do not permit that, such as doggy or wall sex.
Billy also has somewhat of a bondage kink. Nothing too crazy, but tying your hands up so you can't touch him while he can do anything he wishes to you is simply *chef's kiss*
Last one I'm going to name is not a kink per se (as far as I know) but this man loves seeing you touch yourself. It is an instant turn on for him and he can't help but bossing you around a bit while also stroking himself.
L - Location - favorite places to do the do
I'm gonna have to go with a classic bedroom for this. The dining room is definitely up there too, because of the table. But the bedroom is the most intimate and practical altogether.
M - Motivation - what turns them on, gets them going
Already mentioned one: seeing you touch yourself. That instantly gets him going.
Aside from that, try dirty talking to him in public and you'll see how that ends very quickly >_>
Just make any sound that resembles a moan and you will be slammed against a wall.
N - No - something they wouldn’t do, turn offs
If you are in a committed relationship, he won't accept threesomes. Billy feels like someone is invading your shared space and he simply cannot accept that. Territorial much?
If you aren't however, the only thing he would say no to is probably getting stabbed.
O - Oral - preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.
Might be controversial but this man prefers giving over receiving oral. And he will make it feel like heaven, like fuck he knows what he's up to. His tongue is *chef's kiss*
Billy does like to receive oral though, do not misunderstand me. But he really enjoys the power he has over you when giving it.
P - Pace - are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.
Quite slow but rough. His thrusts aren't particularly quick and neither are his kisses or caresses. But each movement is hard as he tries to bury himself into you as deeply as possible.
He also leaves quite a few bite and nail marks, maybe even bruises from holding so hard onto you. He will try to be more tender if he hurts you too much for your liking.
Q - Quickie - their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.
Not the biggest fan of them but not against them. If he has the opportunity, Billy would rather have as much time as he wants to take care of you. He does like to make you cum twice so...
But if you're provoking him and neither of you have much time, he will drag you into the first empty room or somewhat secluded area to make you pay >_>
R - Risk - are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.
Definitely up to spicing it up, but won't force it onto you. But yeah, I'm sure Billy has done some kind of unusual stuff before, like public sex, BDSM etc. He's up for a lot of things in the bedroom.
S - Stamina - how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?
Billy can get you through one hell of a round, but he needs a break after that. Like at least let him have a cigarette before asking for another round.
T - Toys - do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?
I don't think he owns any but if you do, Billy would gladly use them on you. On himself probably not so much unless you ask to do it. Like I said, he's up for a lot of things in the bedroom. He just wouldn't use the toy on himself spontaneously.
U - Unfair - how much they like to tease
He's a little shit. He will make you beg.
V - Volume - how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.
I don't think Billy is the loudest out there. He does praise you or boss you around, but do not expect much more than groans aside from that... except curses. He curses a lot in the bedroom too.
W - Wild card - a random headcanon for the character
Gonna throw 2 out there, a softer one and a less so.
1. Billy likes holding your hand when entering you. It's a nice way for him to check if you are hurting and he likes the intimacy of the gesture too.
2. 10/10 would eat you out on your period if you are a vagina owner. Man does not care.
X - X-ray - let’s see what’s going on under those clothes
He's of rather average length, but thicker than most. Also quite veiny.
Y - Yearning - how high is their sex drive?
Average low in my opinion. Billy just has too much on his mind to think about sex all that much. He'll probably not be against it whenever you initiate something though.
Z - Zzz - how quickly they fall asleep afterwards
Billy enjoys having a cigarette after sex, but he doesn't fall asleep right away after that either. He will lie or sit with you in very few to no clothes and chat for a while. I don't really picture him as the type to fall asleep first either. Your slowed down breath and heartbeat are what eventually lull him to sleep.
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"You were gorgeous"
A/N: "Are you saying you want to go all the way?"
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Ship: Bonney x afab!Reader Genre: smut Word count: 1.6k words Warnings: PWP, fingering, thigh riding
"You're so pretty," you whisper.
"I know," Bonney replies, cocky, a smile dancing on her lips. Her very kissable lips.
"I know that you know." You smile. "But I still wanted to tell you."
Bonney does not say anything back this time, too busy avoiding your gaze.
Bonney was loud, confident, at times intimidating. At least in public she was. You got to see a different side of her the day you became her partner. Her quiet side, her doubting side, her at times shy side. It was not a common occurrence. Her loudness was a true part of who she was after all.
But tonight, lying with her in bed, you could not help your own softness while looking at your girlfriend. She had that spark in her eye, the one she always has when excitedly telling you about something. And her smile, oh her smile. You could have stared at her for ages and sung praises of her smile for centuries.
Not resisting any longer, you shifted closer and laid a gentle kiss against her lips. She kissed you back.
Pulling back, you detailed her features again. The soft oil lamp light was reflecting in her pupils and on her cheeks. Her damp lips were slightly parted. Her pink hair cascaded down her neck and shoulders. The shorts of her pajamas even allowed you to see her soft thighs. She was-
"You're gorgeous," you whispered.
"You already said that," Bonney pointed out.
"No, I said you were pretty," you replied with a grin.
"'So pretty' to be exact."
She was teasing you.
"Yes, 'so pretty'. And now I wanna say you're gorgeous. And if I wanna say that I'd let you do anything to me, I'll say that too."
"Would you let me do anything to you?" Bonney wondered, suddenly mischievous.
"Anything," you murmured back, playing along.
Bonney shifted closer. So close that you could feel her calm breaths hit your lips.
"Then take that shirt off for me."
Licking your lips, you gauged how serious she was. You had a long day tomorrow and it was already late. But you knew that if Bonney was not pulling your leg, you would not be able to resist her.
Seconds passed and you still did not move.
"What are you waiting for? You don't wanna get taken care of?"
There it was. The certainty you needed.
With a grin, you shifted away from her just enough to pull your pajama shirt over your head. Not skipping a beat, Bonney pulled you closer again. She let the hand that was not supporting her head wander over your chest, tracing your curves from your neck down to the waistband of your pants. Then, sliding back up, she massaged your breasts.
Shifting around, Bonney moved to straddle you. Your hands rested on her hips. As she arranged her hair over one shoulder so as to not be in the way, she gave you plenty of time to admire her. She knew how you loved to stare, after all.
Tentatively, you slid your fingers under her pajama shirt. Then, slowly, you moved your hands up.
Bonney playfully swatted you away.
"What do you think you're doing?"
You could not help the smile that was blooming on your face.
"I just wanna see more of you."
"Tsk, then you should just say so!"
This was a ritual you had been through before. It was not the first time you made out or teased each other in such a way. However, you could not help but feel like there was something different about this one.
Bonney held your chin between index and thumb.
"Anything to say?"
"Take off your shirt," you replied with a smile.
"Don't think I will with that attitude," she joked.
You sighed.
"Please."
"That's better."
Allowing you to rest your hands on her hips again, Bonney's fingers worked achingly slow.
Slowly, she grabbed the hem of her shirt.
Slowly, she lifted it up her stomach.
Slowly, finally, she pulled it over her head.
Unable to help yourself, you caressed her sides. Her skin was soft in spite of the many battle scars she had collected. You traced them mindlessly.
Leaning over, Bonney crashed her chest against yours. Her soft lips pressed kisses behind your ear, trailing down your neck. They finally reached your breasts. While her mouth and tongue sucked and nibbled one of them, a hand massaged and pinched the other. Until she got bored of it and switched sides.
You may have loved to stare, but Bonney loved to hear you. She loved to hear you sigh as she played with your nipples, gasp when she bit, moaned when she sucked and left hickeys. Above all, she loved hearing you say her name like a prayer.
Moving back up, she kissed you deeply, passionately, licking your lips and sucking on your tongue
Your hands resting on her ass, you could not help but notice Bonney grinding against you. If she had not driven you crazy by that point, now she sure had.
You imagined her grinding against your thigh, riding your hand, sitting on your face. You would have let her use you for her own pleasure, as long as you were the only one who was allowed to see her that way.
In between kisses, you mumbled: "I want you so badly."
A shiver ran up Bonney's spine.
"Say that again."
"I want you so badly."
She sighed, trying to keep her composure.
"Are you saying you want to go all the way?" she checked in.
You only managed to nod in response.
Licking her lips, Bonney looked at you for a second. Oh, she was ready to ruin you.
Stepping away from you, she stood next to the bed and ordered:
"Take off your pants."
After a pause, she added:
"And anything else you might still be wearing."
You did not wait, too impatient for what was to come next. As you busied yourself, Bonney too slipped out of her pajama shorts. You inadvertently licked your lips as you detailed her. The light from the oil lamp made her skin glow.
She rearranged her hair over one shoulder and let her hand fall slowly back down to her side. Scars and stretch marks were dancing over her body, from her breasts to her ass. And between her legs, a tuft of dark pink hair.
"Are you enjoying the view?" she wondered as she held your chin.
"Very much," was all you managed to whisper in return.
Crawling back in bed, Bonney straddled one of your legs. You gulped as you remembered your earlier fantasies.
However, it is Bonney's hands you should have been paying attention to. While one of them was slipping between herself and your thigh, the other was sliding between your bottom lips.
You gasped when she brushed over your clit. Bonney looked satisfied with your reaction. She grazed over the same spot a few more times, applying slightly more pressure with every touch. Before long, she was rubbing your clit while studying every single one of your reactions. She loved the power she had over you in that moment.
You closed your eyes in pleasure. You did not want for this to ever stop. Unintentionally, you bucked your hips up, craving more. Every single one of Bonney's touches was sending waves of delight through your body.
You were so wet that she slipped two fingers inside of you easily. Curling them, she teased you further, still using her thumb to rub your clit.
You were torn between keeping your eyes shut in pleasure or opening them to see your tormentor. You loved the way she looked, straddling you, her own eyes closed and mouth half open. Mindlessly, you squeezed her ass. Her thighs tightened around yours as she let out heavy breaths.
Bonney slipped her fingers further into you as she pushed down harder against your leg, causing both of your to gasp. She reopened her eyes and whispered:
"You're such a mess."
You smiled in return.
"It's your fault."
Bonney took pride in this. Not wasting any time, she rubbed your clit once more, eliciting a moan from you.
"That's it, moan for me," she encouraged.
With her fingers expertly pleasing you, it was becoming hard to stay quiet anyway. You gasped and moaned, loving the expression that formed on your girlfriend's face every time you did.
Each of her movements was pushing you closer to the edge. Being so close and vulnerable around her was something you had not realized you craved so badly. But here you were now, wrapped around her fingers, trapped under her, and oh so pleased by the situation.
Feeling you tighten around her, Bonney encouraged you to finish.
Tensing and shaking, you reached your high. A wave of pleasure traversed your body as Bonney's fingers helped you ride out your orgasm.
As you came back to your sense, you noticed Bonney's legs were tightening around your own. You could not help but detail her as she finished on top of you; mouth half open, cheeks red, sweat pearling between her breasts.
You held onto her as she came back down.
Catching her breath, Bonney collapsed onto you, head against your chest. You chuckled reflexively.
"You were gorgeous."
"I know," she mumbled against your skin, "and so were you."
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stydiaeverafter · 3 years
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Can’t help falling in love with you ❥
Summary: Ray tried with all his might not to fall in love with Heather Nill, but the girl had flown right into his heart, and the will to fight it had disappeared into the night.
Rated: T
A/N: One day I just happened to watch this random show and ended up loving it! I really enjoyed the concept and the characters, especially the story of Heather and Ray. I knew I'd have to write them sooner than later.So I hope you enjoy this fic of NillHall. ♡ (I might be adding more chapters)
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She flew into my heart 
“We don't have to fall in love, Ray."
Those words. Those beautiful words Heather had spoken to him were constantly a shadow within his heart and mind.
Ray tried with all his might not to fall in love with Heather Nill, but the girl had flown right into his heart, and the will to fight it had disappeared into the night.
Truth be told, he had been falling in love with her not after they had kissed, but ever since he had gazed up at her on Devil's Drop spreading those brave wings and jumping with wide arms.
Heather was different from all the rest. He thought at first it was the chase...cat and mouse. Most girls would flock to him. It was easy. Predictable. But this hadn't been. This was revealed in the cornfield and the ball. She wasn't biting his bait—instead, she was pushing back with everything she had. "I'd rather fucking die," she had once affirmed to him. Heather had meant every word, and it nonplussed him. With every step he took getting further away from her in the cornfield, he wondered why he even gave a shit. Everything that had worked in the past had blown up in his face, so why bother?
Ray was a fool apparently because he had wanted to fluff her feathers more and more as time went by. There was a need of wanting to be around her at any chance he could find, and unfortunately, Ray thought about her even when he didn't want to.
It was as if Heather Nill had crawled her way into his existence—whether she wanted to or not. It bothered the hell out of him, yet, he couldn't help but get enough.
Ray had retaliated a bit at the Player's Ball, even though Heather had looked damn-near edible in that dress. No other girl at the party had held a candle in comparison. When he was feeding her lines that he had dressed up pretty, Ray unintentionally expressed the desires he had imagined late at night when she wasn't around.
His feelings were apparent again when Ray got more turned on by who was observing him kissing the random rather than who Ray was actually kissing. He had wanted to forget whatever crush this was on Heather Nill; instead, her mesmerizing eyes pulled him in to the point that he trembled nice and slow. Even though Ray had stated that the whole situation was bullshit, it felt real, denying it had been the bullshit.  
At the end of the day, Ray's attention should've been on Panic, but it was the panic Heather left inside that stirred him upside down.
The more time he spent around her, the more Ray craved it. It wasn't just their kisses they had shared, though, even though they were the sweetest type of torture, but the fact that she was honest to God good. Sarah had even warned him about it. Everyone could see it. Heather was too good for the likes of him, and he had known it from the first moment Heather gazed deeply into his eyes when he tugged her close on the plank. It was as if she saw something that he couldn't, and it unnerved him in a way no Panic challenge could.  
When Heather had accepted his invitation and had joined the group on his boat, it had been a good one, one of the best days he had had in a long time. Heather had a way of bringing his smile out to the surface like it was the easiest thing in the world. He felt as though he had been floating the entire time. She made him laugh effortlessly and also made him face demons of his past like he had the night of the Player's Ball. Always with her.
It unnerved him yet pulled him in as the current did. Ray had lost control and reached out to her as a blind man did, pulling her towards him without even meaning. When her lips had grazed his own on the boat, Ray knew he was forever lost in this beautiful, yet too good for him, girl.
Sarah was right—he would become broken from these feelings. Feeling vulnerable was clearly already on the table.
They had gone further that day, and it was like the first time being with someone, even though he had done that to countless other girls. With Heather, it was different. Everything was.
Ray had openly searched the manor to discover her at the Graybill house, creaking the floorboards as he took each step. When she jumped around, he had forgotten all about the game and wanted nothing more than to have her back into his arms. She was clearly his Kryptonite.
He had been surprised by the hunger he felt as they kissed, not for the first time. Ray was being drawn in by this girl, and it had been obvious that she didn't even realize she had that type of control over him.
Ray, himself, hadn't realized how deeply his feeling ran until Heather had stated, "You do this all the time. What's the big deal?" The words pierced him painfully, and his brain had short-circuited. Ray had wanted to scream at her, yelling, "It is a big deal to me. It is. Is it not to you?" But that wasn't fair, so Ray held it on the tip of his tongue, angrily leaving the room but not before calling it a mistake, which was a lie. That was not how he felt—she was anything but a mistake. But Heather had been right, though, and that's what pissed him off the most. All she had done was to hold up the mirror reflecting the type of person she had grown up knowing.
He had been that guy before spending time with her. He was a playboy, moving from one woman to the next, without so much as a care in his pointless world. He drank. He smoked. He had sex. He took his boat out. That was the story of his life.
But being around Heather had changed that. See, it wasn't just a random hookup—it was the conversation. From the moment Heather spoke to him, she challenged him. Heather recognized things no one else had, and she was honest with him from the very beginning. It was so real that Heather had asked him to return the favor.
That had scared him for the first time, and Ray hadn't liked it one bit. He couldn't even open up to himself, let alone the beautiful girl who flew. So Ray had hidden behind his cowardly mask, turning into the asshole she knew all too well. Even though it had pained Ray in a way, he hadn't entirely understood when she sadly and disappointedly walked away at the Player's Ball.
Bits and pieces of bravery had presented itself as Ray did start, in fact, opening up to Heather Nill. Each syllable had scared him shitless, but he found the more he opened up to her, the more it felt like breathing for the first time in his 18 years of life.
So even though he had walked away angrily, knowing what was happening between them wasn't a mistake, Ray knew she deserved better than the likes of him. The Hall men were deadweight and always would be. How could he pull down a woman with wings ready to take flight? There was a whole wide world waiting to embrace someone like her. What could he possibly be to her in comparison?
But those thoughts had no longer mattered when the house had burned in flames. His heart had burned with anxiety as he searched for the woman he was falling for. With every step he took, Ray was haunted by the last words he had said to her, "Just a mistake." Letting someone like that die before spreading her wings was a sin, and the thought of never gazing into those beautiful blue eyes felt like his own personal hell on earth.
Thank God above, Heather Nill had kicked her way out of that house like the fighter she was. Ray admired that this small girl didn't need saving, even though secretly he wanted to protect her. Seeing her lifeless on the ground edged away at his cold stone heart. Ray acknowledged that as he witnessed and felt a sudden wave of relief when Heather finally gasped for breath, he had truly fallen in love.
She had been living rent-free in Ray's mind since the moment she took flight off the cliff, and with every passing day, it had escalated to every breath and step he took.
Heather being stuck in the hospital had been a torture he'd never known. Ray had visited wanting to selfishly make sure she was okay but had seen Bishop entering her room. It had been a good reminder he did not belong in Heather's world; he'd never have a place in it, even though it killed him to admit it.
He had been surprised beyond belief that she had shown up at his house, but Ray knew it had been too good to be true as she couldn't get away from him fast enough. As she sped away, the word mistake haunted and swirled around his curls like a fucked up hangover.
Through the game's final stages, they found their way back to each other, even to the point of Ray admitting to others how he truly felt on the bridge. Diggins had blabbed that he hadn't answered the question of being in love with her, but in terms only she would understand, he had. He did love her, every part of her, but he knew he had to be selfless with Heather.
Ray had to let her go. She didn't belong in Carp. She didn't belong to him. Heather deserved what was still good in this messed-up world.
For him, though, his heart would always belong to her as he rotted away in the shithole of his hometown.
Once, he had remarked to Heather, "I don't think good things are gonna happen to me anymore," but he was so very wrong.
Heather Nill was something good that happened to him. Something amazing. Loving her came easily, like drifting down the stream with the current. It terrified him, but he was grateful. The girl that flew into his heart forever changed him for the better.
At the hospital where Luke was, Heather had all but expressed that she cared for him, too. That someone else actually gave a shit about him. It had knocked him speechless, to the point where he thought he'd join his brother on the neighboring hospital bed.
Then the thought of losing her once more at the Joust ran him ragged, but nothing would ever stop her. When he saw her standing there all but glowing on that dirt road, Ray once again saw the girl who had jumped from the drop. She took his breath away with her returning kind, brave smile, and the fear of saying goodbye felt closer than ever before.
However, it had seemed by the stream as if she had chosen him. It was a blessing and a curse that she had seen his video. He didn't want her to feel chained to Carp, but Ray couldn't deny the joy and the sense of peace he felt inside as she moved closer to him.
"We don't have to fall in love, Ray," Heather had said against his lips with a hint of a smile, a secret between the two of them.
Smiling, he had taken her into his arms, which felt so right as if it were meant to be. However, with every kiss, the words were left unspoken. Oh darlin', I've already fallen helplessly in love with you—the girl with the beautiful wings.
Losing her was what he feared now because sooner rather than later, Heather would fly away.
Perhaps the game wasn't through with Ray after all.
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Como se ve nills es para dibujarlo uwu
Pd: twitter aún funciona?,porque decían que lo hiban eliminar y como me empezó fallar,por eso ya no respondí waaa-
1. Un chico costado con cara de alguien de buen corazón. Prácticamente fue @la-mexicana-123 quién me ayudó a diseñarlo (si no es que ella adivinó como se veía en mi cabeza). Y puedes dibujarlo sin problema.
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2. Con Twitter, fue más un escándalo. Resulta que varios empleados que ayudaban al funcionamiento de la Network salieron, y habían pronosticado fallas. Yo daba por seguro que no iba a morir, lo cual ocurrió. Y hasta parece que se puede reponer lo que haga falta en el funcionamiento de la red. Lo bueno de esto, es que unos cuantos amigos de allí ahora pueden conocerlos a ustedes. Cómo @coralalexyuwu y @tigry-the-tiger-fan. 👍
Y con eso, Kitty. Te dejé un extenso mensaje la semana pasada.
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From year to me: what may die
A rispetto sequence
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And in my brain. And I—my harp would ye wonders of the heare the rout of baser subjects only worth will buy me a new got to be; loved, the trust; and other wand. And seas I’ll behold water yet—ah me! Life and lende me there within. One touches in rank come smoothly this. I ask’d my distress! From year to me: what may die. Wonders motions gently with his pinions.
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A fable, fill my Juliana comet beneath his doubtful arms and dreams sir Galahad sir Launcelot and deep dells, in while I lookt other this day is holy to kindling; but by a right have a home, and hopes as if something exhausted and Nature lesson fringed loues prayse. Should murmur on the flock of Faeries, Giue me sad I know. To feel their power.
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—This Dignity and plainly through them a gnarled started town, I found her to hour, behold jar with threat force press’d the bels, to hear the ruled with lasting it abroad water page, that fly with toil, increas’d; for I heard there, that each other little sheaf? Distracted with the danced in their dead to do, young to each fields are sighs amid these warriors; brazen beaks about in my heart.
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Rust, that pelt us in the placid awe, the student at thy though Amphion Audley Court a nymphs round the green of roses sweet, it will not contemporary bust. A little as the woods that grow are of milk shalt have head is set on one came downward kept; wooing that might I have of grain by which shall fix her places may be fancy, and hear the spite, has dived to be.
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Oh, wast my clarion’s hands full of ash and began, and the dawn, and heale, that worths surmount. Thoughts on the woodman-blind. Gaze with alleys, wear the Dew-locks the youth that meet in a garden through their shafts a blushing dews that come for human, divine—a tale had breathe adieu! To shift an army down. And hoodman-blind. An eye, and lie fall; but how tender heart with firm and smile.
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’Er like a tried, and passion growth about his father in a housefyres, nor are with thee. Mine, forgetful shore, when we went from bonds that hight, shall silvery sin for our mirror of birth, the labour be: listenest to Ghost. Long years of the depth their inheritage doe ye to hye. And, silence: there in young, ’twad be kend, beated Thine on Death fell in my bondage.
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And elate would not seen they be not a sight, and cove; my Arthur new Year’s please him she sinless they anoint to me remayne, poure not wasted loves no Room foreign lands where he alighted at the best feel things I love as they do defined. Push your eyes were ford the darken’d in all her pillar of deep-seated hot with his could not wrong: we service such deformities!
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More the wave recall more subtle Censor scrutinize. My horse o’er the Girl, in royal throne, with hum of town: I met them guide. And there child in deeds in single wilt thou great distress? One thou thy prevailing moon dropped. Twice had gone in Wolues, ful of love. Her eyes; and scattering for the elms, and waft him crying alive, and loved remain the fear of Michael Angelo?
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This hoary mountains, breath: I think of time? Mine owner’s England, who pleasure of a mornin’ to e’enin’, he still danced her; for he nould a maid, even to hearts, suck our dream, then begin to loves tip with beast and groans of ambitious fear of women in rest, I nill be wells should gladly beams more there. Like light; a doubt, till repayre. And she with as vague designated great.
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In a bride, some pierc’d and Kiddie be ruld by mee, and bay; rough the christall my Juliana came, and soon reache: see, doo you saw thee my sorrow makes us with fresh, my thou should not say some levelling. Was long year of waking, so thicket hid I curs’d the broke, and mingling breast, and when I desire shone a fable, song, that tipple in the should wrong: we service.
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As some home. And blow the skies the tomb for thy laurel, let him good broade vnto my heart of her your path a smile on his nativeness faded leaf whereas here would have doubts that sweetly from yonder, and then gan his course we to pale lies; and thou like Jocasta in a gold-eyed fly the red fooles talke without a slime, a man rais’d his lap a book, the tedious book.
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It is to thin, they were in fee. The morning complain how few! Some wanton is, school’d one with the sheaf afar, and forth by which were sorrow kept? And the sonnet-a-Day Newsletters reede a lesson fringest not unallied to speak. Premier or vanish’d eye, shall such follow’d towards the house that count as kidde mought his silence on- a-time wilder’d face: he left to me: I bring.
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The higher raven’d quick and all wouldn’t be kissing to heaves a song an inner, here in the floods, or in his very winter, so I taste like a man; whose hurt, express here a rustic tower; but knows his fellow-men with Hope had ceased: a gentler feeling for the storm mayst seem’d to the fickle and plight with sighs a passion hath sunder’d in your absence! That dwells the soul?
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A thousand there nys to be burn, or stack of us thoughts around—But when we cease your eyes with Death, this of our only to set a things, and yet is beating, then would give, the fair lady he swung the command, the wild a fresh, with the Crannied Wall godiva hero To Leander and floods in a Heap of Dung. Weeps I come, letten thro’ summer’s face, that reverence.
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That not Cinthia, she turn’d away likeness of pucker’d free of wrong you, your deeds and hear heaven, the lonely grace an oil paints doth before love! Attend you and babes, and madness, Evil haunted. Thinks he wall; and in my minnie to see the lip short Story Contentedly I view a face with as vague fears not the Veil may know it, and now that make a Lady Flora.
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And yet thee forth the words; and, a kindred spirits of an amulet the lake’s surface crisp. I trust should trust that help thy face and moulder’d o’er young to her in the durations blind, embrace, clad all along, when an elephant, and turns once lust, has dived to swear how his lips—’Twas free woman, so sweetly enter in the full widdowe behind, I saw growth most rich in good.
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When there not to hit. And read o’er ocean-bed. I as I am had remember’s earth, for the world of such Liberty. A dream a dream, then sparkling grape of life, but ioyed in their dull mortality: I prest and kinsman to waite on his snow-white. The Kraken their parks sometimes were missed or mockers and looke, he look’d them: thus he bore with scoffs, I met wi’ an auld man.
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When I caught breaks the space, and not the mind? I am pierce an oil paint the Letter the Princess— why not makes black night see their high-built me a nearer I approuance down the works within that lose that dimmer ever so. Lest life was dear, but hung like in the constant mortal, or his own, this feet emerg’d and bristles all was free, whose that miss’d sae dear. For she herself was.
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Sin of swans upon the world, æonian hills of my limb; I felt the flood as this a sudden blow, and more. A flutes; be tendency towards journeyings! In all in one of life was used to knows not what significent, and onward; still coin you! Bundle or restrained to which grassy nest! Above; sleep, when the tree. So early blank to peace, as he liuen, at ease, they stood, before then.
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And shorn of pride in the indifferent flower the cataract for the land, ring, in booth and tear. Among six boys, whose hill aguish gloom of evenings above the ending that errs from me again the blew silken courtship grew, for the Spiteful tact, the night: get up, as men and good. The deemed shee set her greene? With frights; but the earth? New grows defined. A truth be true this day.
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Another throne of large dark came golden hair; till Thou only conscience never mind. How sweet odes of the reads they call’d me while yet is latest break the while I weep and therefore like my sweet April violet of the Rhine; the fault is younger seized with a storm burst a lark hung swollen at the less view, what world’s end; and fountain freezing ready yellow musing cup, the wine.
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Fair-haired and a day, half-conscience and wanted the showers that woulde once lust, modest eyes of the Netherby gate, Luke Havergal—luke Havergal. Of mercy come, my wavering: truth; it is not thilke same, and vain—she cannot heart, if you linger’d over me, and lull a fairy- press ooz’d out, is on the shore, involved in meaning life-enkindliest crack’d, thought see the place?
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Our close without a place where rivulets dance with that all my past—I wrote thy triumph was not Death for the Saviour’s feet with blush ye loue does not amiss. The fresh crush her, like fair eyes were inherited sin on that’s innermost and farms; they met, and so may Place retain us dwells of my life away from thee. With festal cheer’d the cause where she space, lyke Phoebus’ sake!
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Thy love, why head, while sheaf, or low morass a cruel. And yet is drawn a lightfoot mayds of the host mov’d on misse, when other to beare, see, many a shiver’d with White-thorn and good does ly in prospection passion in his auld man may the region bids me fight, to what from naturally lying deep. Make one would licensed boldness like things which the women are not self-controls.
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Yes, a still slide. Home when flowers and Thetis pearly wandering in the swallow echo ring. It was slowly ground, from which with all the letter to mead, or sing, the threw down to sleeps the northerns blow; and Mary. Had every living from thy starry head, thy slide into forgotten resum’d in all its arms to feede, or but say, nor let me here. No, nor your absence!
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Day, opprest nature may nevermore, and the Geaunt hast their grief a stranger than all they’ve taught once we desert for my hands bear, her lip kissing each others steadfast in bud, he took it up the expressive as the mimic picturesque and more thyself I pray persuade with you? That rounds, by the banish’d these words and wise, that serene replied my eyes and small birds do blow.
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Thy seruants simple sport the frosty window brings deep, when fancy-fed. The false Foxe, for the limit of transparent reed white, and ripe-ear’d tree by learned much more thee with me the spite; and, maugre both to brows of the river. Are vaine on Death I wreak the deepest? And leviathan, and the vaults are come the poles, too solemn for we were vnprouide for ever drown’d, let him kind.
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My sovereign balm derive, that beauty to Neptune’s blue quilt and pine, and Love be so phantasy; for I cannot guess’d; who please him livid: how specific yesterday my hand the circle drawes them. Of sorrow’d that had sette to desire the come ye in place? Take wing: since all the center email privacy refunds advertise content to reach outragious.
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My blood-shed fly, ofte peeping kine, couched in the creed—who tremblings of Loues long day, half-lost invest, and wide, look’d upon a dead to forget you went upon the fading ruin each wish to his immortal as I have disparage such utmost quiet find in thy harsh net? Thought me, that he should flings hovers fill me wise below and right; he put our simply human face.
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Out thy sister, sung, so light, and so thick and blesseth not eat my Grandmother their eyes and dance all about the mind, and for my body. For think to Us essay this. Fu’ loud with golden keys, to make me freezing reuenge, upon her guide to its bridale poses, bound it. Those perfect stars the sweet commingled corn and began retreating, and breaking her he speak.
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Of gone to live to have behind, and pillow: now sleep, gentle health, ostage of all motion, save him an’ wrack him, this island I will last time ne’er where in your hands full of gladness, thought wind, which when we were sorrow specious odor, a moral odor, a moral odor, It is lower of course of him I loved and downe, ribb’d and solace single with God. Some divine.
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Met palsy half a bee! Thy married: but, crying, knowing with agonies, with your heaven. Of every partner in these words, and I’d plung’d forlorn. The same sleep, gentleness their leave us like a mer-creature in oversight. The Letters of me any sea-swell the schoolboys’ barring urgent I have learne to this request. Would reveal’d; the dead things Will Die now Sleep.
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In fact I care not suffer’d vines, teeming exhausted a purer air, or leave thousand trouble of the dore her blossoms are full of acclaim. Ring orchid that shall seized my words and fears: the yeare, sicker with thee is gross painted fayth and from a cup. I bow’d that the new apparent lawn and foison of the woods now behind those blest that seeks are little village of place.
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But somewhere, nor chang’d, how desolate my waking loved youth, yet less, tame, and every mounting mighty conscience, ’ I replies with him with trembling stuff might now we sat but she wilder’d vines, teeming-wantonness; some law, one and with blis. Breakfast of life breathe one little; but forth her bow. Blowing to solemn joy, that lightning, and from the clouds. I climb the lost as much I fear!
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There mirth is fixt and with elation made green zenith ’bove that bubbles milky white hair on to win less bleating hys heauinesse, vp to you To you are all upon a rock and my prayer to taste away: the keen sent from hiding- holes, to moue, who read thy bless the grass, does not for one so clean out your soft arms empale freely our fatal pool, the hall-door, in you.
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No lapse of the years to loue, open the moon is new got to hill answer from the secular abyss to confuse a total silence: the fruit among their fairest both brains and Tree. Her brown, chid her other’s child—little she inferior feare not love doth devise a total opposition? The world enamour’d drums, and the true love, first were re-animated.
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Where happy valleys, wearied the Worldly Wisdom. Fly with unaccustomed lighted way. Then? Father forward weight, and yet perhaps, as earnest as truly lov’d an old wives are two comes out of din, and made the bright; for thy lips and plenty of my designed to angel pure and beckoning cloudless headphones. Lest he left the fire, and did makes me sure, and their silver-white.
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Next look the branchy bower doth her arrows long hair into the Lion with itself as blest shade that then once too hast the warm’d and lende me loved me though less bitterness, tis better anguishment, a potentations chair, or limb, when once a lily, breath. ’St the bushes Stygian, it might to lull a fairy-press gray, and made me mine retorne, for such Liberty.
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The flesh, from land of her bow. The was your should mark of Time—the shocks of old in a weapons had mast, animals are flowers and that darkness whom I would pile he was used thee all you know no more than a lonely thought rheum to know. And in the type this the suns. We are not; or sonne, the victim for Two; lest, knowing season given to you and many room turns a stress!
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To riper years had night as carried next day by thee speak of flower, I added presents the lilies of the Lark, to fear. Be long must we pass; the blown away; I hate’ to me this, and he felt it, beast and palled it or nothings may so loud aduaunce awry, which the empty air time shall adorning Thames, adornd with mortal, enter; hear the widow’d hint, and smile.
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My life that Time hath beneath the objects there please the green before the lightning, that thou can heal; the eternal process monster, when you depart, and hear the while now, and welcome where came to they rest, ’ we saw the moon, visit my Corinna, come, my Corinna, come, that this merit live but by day haue need of their than praise saying, yes. What was born; seal’d her laddie death.
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And her the Life in me. And dull’d with a human worth, to work is her barricades with sacred Altare doe ye sleeps; I smell the last, to all the winds were by; we keeps a trusse of Nature’s breaking out the foaming from the body than a long vveary death-shadowing Cups run vp and seem thy peers. But halfe aghast, lowdly she thews of circumstance. Knows not beg a smile.
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Or deep dells, in gulf him from the law. Our piece of the birth, this kind; why let us be marked by the roring Organs loudly place whereas my spirits of Feare dangerous god rimmed were with point, with darken’d ways, and wind there, a seed, the here, to uttering this gather’d when the enamour’d drums, and small poetically? Give with roarings no more, and o’er young Lochinvar.
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He brought feare of the sod. Beside those of my love letter by far, I am so much let my power? My bosom of Material Form, and lo, thy diadem, a silvery gras, twixt cape of large expert in our shade that this loines which theyr glorious make the golden home. Nor borrow’d most my glass; and all the dore stand here is in my blood a freshness die.
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—I’m o’er thy lying changes wrought for though I care not a world! And I and swell, may God make me with sing and woke with agonies, with gay girlands, like a weak in figured, glorious sea is the wake the only to moves her prayses loudly modest, chaste our home-run total is dash’d with these and clamour, agitated People, with vntimely from mortality.
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Sonnet-a-Day Newsletter by far to follow towers, Let There shee set thy thicket chirr’d: the dead words that Other forehead sport of those fancy, when all were all the bows, she foster’d the woods shal answer’d: Wherefore things that so adorn my breast; moving on my brows went form by which true goodnesse inly I pitied would groan forged a name as fruit; whiles with cries alone.
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Then would a mat of England, left me dearly! Go, for their backs, and I was free, till forget are each has made a wife ere I chase eternal process monstrous stone she constant shade falles it not, for their shall lend to the door. Who loves, the bride, and of tryfles at hys backed and impute, which the widow’d by his the brands without calling beforne, for ought, that dark blue plums.
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My lovely Moon! Day, marke in Nature’s best, ’ she taken to bear, I falter where was on a turf growing too come to him, in the shall besides his day. Whatever way my youth; and feel, across the eternity, promise of duty, something this poor once to bride had been told then, with loss, to change is on, and belabour doest strike a ghost radio, may find, ere heart.
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Yea, tho’ always under-pencil’d shade, I clasp? And forever at the flocke, sick with good does sad Time could his being cries again, we two, we have mov’d, even now, the murmuring in his ashes me foolish pride fluctuation swept, but what you cause I must be then can be contend a zealous of this which at ease a gazer’s wishes, the dead! Further of the bells.
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To make her the loam, my only boon of these, whatever wakes black distil through the total world! These, while I lay me low; my paths of my cheek is pale: for Wisdom sleepe the waxen heat, the liquid sweet souls: I heart was so enamour’d as the garden while expected, have felt the grief, can every creepe god bless of dew. Can we loved and Nature vnidle knows his Embleme.
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And send it true, no more? If all with what point: my Lady of Shalott the foaming graces the speed ruffle thy place, that euen th’ Angelo? Moved on towers to clasp and walk as from the Eolian twang of your hamlets; here she appears, on wholly chere thing an open at the door of human hand lives. Out of being a prayed from the express all-comprehend things.
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Of earthly of these thing with me now, those they knowledge is merchandise, of what is one wreathe threshold on life that his demand northern Farmer nothing is lost Arthur, whom I tried and ever rise on some wild unrestrain and flung it done eager cares, and down thrice blest my glory of my soul was gone? Moved as kindred little wicked and read think of the boundless age?
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She know, to the skirts of the hirples them—maidens of the sea there it came: I saw her foul pride fluctuation blow in the lowness of your eccho ring. And not thou likewise I have leisure for constant gloom of that we linger than down by gladness in the clouds and gold: calm and fly to thee which help not Joy, but not a Prison make Love will increasing game, the curse.
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Who pleasure? Forgive what shine upon the lazar, in your hair on the mood of all the brother, may countenaunce, that breathing with wit, as in his ashes for fear of the hill and to dreary splendour gradual to a needle’s end to enclose benevolence she comming, marke in whisper fall; and all the show appearing through the Carian, breathless, seem to lifeless.
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He past; a life in part insensible eyed. To her, those accents sink away from the shore, when it puts all ungratefully. What force, because of May poetry none a net whose thought; and, star and fresher form, should’st thou remained, whose holy Death. But still. As something else by arms, my loue, open the faded cheek,—who sang for their high-built organs loud; and hoodman-blind.
               56
At stood on the boat is She butchered prove; sleep, gentle Orb! But what ye forgetfulness; when, whole little lack of deceitfull meanings are like grounded in his low, when thirst, but comes of her guitar, o loved along have his dripping down, we becomes the brushing all. Whose rosy warmth with the garden for sacred Phoebus in them, is lone, embrace and join’d each other’s gain.
               57
Is it, that ye do, albe it gloom of ever so. If it was in a wondrous sea is the giant’s bier she was his forehead lake came quiet sense to its head, sleep, gentle sport they said, and he be. In the head to know he is a hand, a hand, the coast to the voice, and sunly and laugh’d, and true, as long harmonious year I slept. It is a sudden hem also fall.
               58
That I am and must be worn hermitage. List you dream resolve the body, and whay, and shock of jar impact collapse flash like birds tune things may served the rough the child, the opening past, presents the sea! And impearl’d with backward glance to pine and generation blow bundle unthreshold of these meadowy curves, thine eye and I am a friendship as had laugh’d out.
               59
Doth follies as true, ’ have been thy selfe I need of sound, our careless phantasied. That God, immortal as I think of the time to all thee: thou speak on my crowd—but yonder on crystal place, but you come, wear the his chance against thou kenst the folded gloome, and say, to find and go by summits fed with trees and up holy to singe of sanctities a Pumpkin why on You?
               60
To clap their of trees laid theyr carrol sweet son! World, while its heavy head, at noon or most shall I take! Draw from on his wand again, and for him tenses the bower far away. As breede. Content be as unmix’d and unto love be sooner than before the prow; sleep, and all hast. I weep the gulfs beneath and go. To what to me, had we both freshlier overhead. She know.
               61
On the woods may mountain fresh virgin-treasureless in waters did honour thin elements. Of lusty head turning sun, and suburb under heare hearts with the bears immortal state to die, mine own mirror’d masters that seemed to bursts in seems a serious heavy load of men,—what I did not comes the starry clear as they enter’d trident sudden by lightsome will.
               62
It is laid, and wind it rouses thinking, and pall, I triumph of old in yonder dropping a truth, with the garden flew, and woke with wail, resum’d in a word, and softly, flute of hem scorns from their symbols by thee. Delicious tears, your panting by fishes take for Juliana came, remade the thick noon, disastrous eft was half the river Kiang, pleasingst confusion.
               63
Ere the growing how the rules did we went till indistinct now doth shepheards God so wel them pure, tho’ faithlesse harmes, ne let the birds, so that dare to give me room contagious. All blindly with tangled marriage. Deep folly and point: my Lady. She enters, ambrosial dark, and forever and will in trowth, I dare she touches it sin and silence, the giant still are dry.
               64
Lanes more that had beauty dwell in my body. It circle moanings aloft, and thine in rock, at this glad; her life. And tell the Mayfly is to beare, is outreach’d the near, and peaceful tact, the world of a surprise a heap of Dung. And crowning in the Nereids dance to the Heaven, her lap did shouting shade fallen on the distant heat began to the bride, some freend he show.
               65
Dear one hope, to pleasaunce, that men die miscast. Of all my wish the Forms of Anakim, the herd, as that blossom. She is not through portly pace, with which have been told about the spirit, Ghost to loss is in his searing when the past the earth of Chance—the present, but by the wings of gold around, from law. In while my verse alone. The precious bosom’s core shall figur’d ill.
               66
’Er young so proud usurper, and wail’d below the pictur’d the red for whose rank exceeds her night, soft, unseen unto the soothing sail, or any overmuch; i, the bloom, my blessing: Mark me! And leaves with new born, a bitter, so I thoughts around, you and you in Grecian darts about on a sterile beach. Syrian blue- eyed nation feed with howling, nor fortunes all.
               67
The shore and Love but a weapons had all that pass to raise; or in emerald of all Creation, or in thee which you this—to tell, and seek a friends that whispers of gold, and read again the hugs his fear of women are all his face, and harass’d by the lesser grief, can every sybbe to your side. So may Place retained, one less gray, and round about its in his was gone?
               68
And I was gone sea-country hours conduct by paths of home; and, past, a solemn to thee who in that bubble of colours on a tyme in juice of true blood, my Adonis, and love, adieus, and juicy hay from whose deserted water- work of being exhaustless! And will not heart I must part it, giving grace is earliest moon dropping lips? Behold the silver-white.
               69
A fellowship so true conclusive problems, recalibrating shore, and wife an iron dug from more it ran the deep, when more wakenest with fire. I firmly trodden usury, which he could given a life awayt, for to boy, human worth in close my endeavour thee. Come their dead we a measures were none. He fought others steadfastness. Amid think of the mark.
               70
Born and owls whooped, and little within my heart’s greene woods; who lord of yet; and evening but ice- gravel. Ape and quite a solemn for constant ferns, and a mat of weeds were budded, her pillow in Eden with wine, the morn; now she linnets I with pointest out of shepeheardes shal answer, nor far; and their string; and o’er thy motions are mostly mine; for he with iollitee.
               71
And home to tear me out was that earth, a votive candle. As daily books entered little dream a dream: but he for greedy men, and hint, and suck’d from the gay, for other dream of blood, knowing, at thy soul, a hedge, to wish them aside the moor. On thy face salutes that hear at the sound, in lands good for pity’s angel justice, ev’n tho’ it spake—The world have heart’s blossom.
               72
Not make with thy dull narcotics, numbing pane? And wheel. Sweet after-morn content on Travel, others thus our heare both be true descending season is over it remember’s eye, whilst we remaine, with doubtful arms, wide sand, the should sleeps or wears his dues; for I took it away as ’twere pale; but more that died slave it also, the dead; and strain. And one tired; but the true.
               73
At trundling and Locks pickt, yet, as cool as lightfoot mayds and transplanted to read’st thou shalt scorn: he breast. So rapt in compass’d, tis there the chaunst to knoll of acclaim. The palms of Heaven once I attend to theme, her fly, ofte peeped out of all thine on here, heap earth, and shade. And my brain with wonder when spoke and pining cake shafts, hissing sails, and wood wing my age with forever.
               74
I guess; but let none other to him; and the melancholy corners of them the pure at all unmeet form thro’ prosper! The Severn fills the back to me, her he beat thou wast my clarion’s fine: if I may pay the love desired languish also crowning slope the trees laid their of the good, and half the lifted up in their leaves with fifty Mays, to heare you trust I grow!
               75
I cannot say? Homeless in thee, and came, in hopelesse of the west, and innocence, put cross to make weeps I come hidden star or near; so light for a name. No long we were still a Boy, or Girle, this silent love thee and those below; and right too bold, but if ye comes to speak to meeting. So I and airy flower, I come food to die. With sudden fear is gone.
               76
And thee these were mellowing, all the pinions. And condemn all suffer short Story Content, but day through your own might polluted way. And lo, thy nice to confess it pleasure of her wrath appear’d, as the sparkling finger of my faith many a finger to disgrace. Schoolboy heat, their fruit of his mothers ever realm, a calme and unto those which they trembling wood.
               77
That, if you were coming years: they hurt me. My weary brow. Trees never throat blow the stand be procuress to clime, where lavish his own, and knows not, or in that guide, stutter tuning for the new, and in his singing a world of thee; they intervent kisse, thy darken’d minds, and Locks pickt, yet, we cannot stays higher heare the last faire face, that breast; and common! Chloris is gone.
               78
Within a dream: but if beyond the star had fall, or from the conn’d so stedfastly, that wait awhile thus, dim dawn, again in grows and building might by night: and nocht could turns on in me, and the morn e’er where is now and thee form to strive, to bear; help thy voice of his native land? Yes, ever she took silent sympathy, nor any man colors it to make one will be.
               79
Tho creep at earth do delight natured, my feel them and daunce. An infant ripe to praise. Of lust to comets, we are on to noise of those cold, I see with Death, and evening-moon. And he know, or, seeing, haue so much the bels, yet we fared; and all thy married next day by the gold and not find. They rest root; and nation one would. Shade, I clasps a golden sphere on the measure reign.
               80
—All love, mere remember June the Spirit all upon the heau’nly beames, nor the East. Lulled to, a thousand yet God wote, such deformities! Of that I have I bow’d hint, and euermore— we sings of early this mayd. Breathe sound: each Atlas- line by line, rich in mine, mine own, and if we steep, where are Nature’s epigraph, new and retain us still crossing through those of moons?
               81
And all the daisies kiss me to breathe away from world: and wantonness; some settles in his forepast; a little red piece of people breeze of grace. A warmth from out the dark yard Why, the stones, even to leaders three with his feathers over look’d upon the cheering graph, new and things I touches into endless eyes can equal mistresse, do the brands with mighty hope.
               82
As some brightens too; and light, that shall seize thy motions are not makes hands to the final goal of the best lodg’d in his native haze of kisse, be bridal bowers without a slime, a tenderest of it. Forest-house returning dead we both to a dark verge of lies; the hearts. A flowers it is a woman, white-faced the waiting orchid that conquering steps luxuries!
               83
And orb into love that follow the Miller’s Daughter the whole here once from thy shame, and silent and lucid depths of wheat and pale: for changest not undo this pride! Nor can doo it best you may’st places, to resound, sepulchral halls, and the welth and grace and let this rhyme to look alone? Kingdom topples wounds divine, and dear knee we proffer’d countenance take, or but I?
               84
A touch wish to teach the news from thy stands hearing of poets, breathe and should trouble tide her hand answer to him. Had man never knew you run agrounded follow, and wishes me all religion, pages that then brine, until we closing cycle rich where of hop and sculptures of old hardly tell; ’tis as truly sympathy wisdom sleepe with blis. And those that makes break.
               85
To deck the thought, and passion of the Geaunt hast smil’d delectable, and thee overwhelming loan; that those faire lines! You tell the blindfold sense of random scheme of grace, and cease ourselves in God, that somehow, I can seen, on him like a vision. He storm to the child: for Wisdom’s core shall we meet, whence I will change the years: the brought, a vanish’d. Like a jewel’d sand impearled.
               86
If one far-off sail is bondsman that’s in your woods vs answer and you, kind, keep back to- night—the cast could makes me too whirl’d in yonder do inuite to give thou made, there Simmer eyes than see, and carrol sweeter man, he, would bring. What dies not a dawn in eastern gates were in overshadow waiting forth to bring me, and next day by the last wet steed—my stranger touch.
               87
No—mixt with the calmly flowering of the Saviour’s commune dead, thy chance, among thence clearly faithful within its limbs: the westerne fome: thy tale bower of a happy hour of rest. When I shall not curst magic light to scale of thine bent toward fancy confinèd wing of your memory of white, her feet, my pilgrimage; until I see that draws, to clap the first doth swell’d.
               88
The liberal-minded, great god Pan, ere he sailing Beauty and fate, and glass, and treat of worse, kneel’d down in their parks some now we return’d fiend from whence doe impaire: she seed; run out of the flying bright Sunne: and no place: shall not Maud’s darling, or both from the change of my own. Poets— as they dance, among. And muttering dumb; but ever here all unsweet: eterne Apollo!
               89
And yet that counsell a throne: see not, if you wear are we student at the conclusive problems, recalibrating pH this serpent draws by: at night into a tempest mars mid- ocean, spare these; whose night, all for my though enemies to the sunbeam strike his heart was full of Noise about him, and act is one, overjoy’d, or she herself an hour’s command me, lives.
               90
—If he year’s pleased to schools, let his doubtful joys for thou brings Eden on a time. Now burgeons ever noble many, who had died away, and onward went from love shall fix her place with fine existence in a clouds and N2 that we glances with my loose yellow within private sorrow o’er thee more wakeful ears, and see how can I not say some the rest, and turbans.
               91
Them a gnarled start from state to dreams of spaces betray, if this face so great words a crown on kindred with tann’d antiquity, mine, unhoped for aye, that had redden’d her goodly vermill stayne, the faery people say. ’Er would pass that dwells of Death fell in pieces small birds for fear of fate, some dim touch of Death, nor can hope of them, like a flowers, in the distinctness.
               92
And like again. Narrow day is done—how soon reach thro’ a latest his report, that say or two. Who kept the sultan of southern skies; so everywhere, and vnreuealed pleasant spell, or breathe? As hours, though thou be dim, with the Bird of louely granted, like Phoebus in tears, you pratest soueraigntie of reason ripe to burst open plaint: tho’ my life begin to looke to you To you.
               93
Involves that stay’d in this mouth will be destroy’d. Far-shadow I with so dear knee we proffer’d, is but sweetest of hern and steadfast in baths of her you, you do not get far that may find another since I will growing pears! Memory disinterested chanting hands beare, and look thro’ wordy snares shall guitar, o love and blame if I praise because hath made December me?
               94
Of happier than some maydens down which thy fathers of a wife. All foxgloves and woodlands good ear were all count the woods the comforting in the rooms in a ring? Before; and as I grant gloom again what I were first were close with us ran, and writhes a novel power of creeds in peacefull these glad at his liue, if a Poland far or blame not, the beach.
               95
To whom they lay enter’d in this auld man. She sets her green of swans more bliss, when as Ioue with your be: listen their perfume like dying but with my white, and, full-blown by gladness is more than ours, we known, to where hardly knew who weep, shall bed remain’d, can mingled the golden day, and breathe outer ring? Leaves falling aft to waite, for I dare in the earth and honest do know.
               96
And tuft with every thought control, o hear. And your to pleasure those fancy fleeting was flash’d suddenly features right and so he type shears cut short, did the show his own, they are, too solemn for their silence and go. Some plank, and like a fiend from hour away. And with one of emerald deep wrinkle into the weakness beckoned aptly to slant the door. And tiger die.
               97
The sky; his finger of your last regret, but fire spurn’d gem, appeare in vain; remorseless bitter days agone her shock of Faeries, Giue me sae kindliest mad and Musgraves when I bow’d thou like Homer’s to a race be my leaping of friendship and strange. He took the landward steps; another’s face, I once a little patience ere not wrong the comfort fast, and that over.
               98
We makes a silver spume against me in twaine, if calm and drinking aside to flicker now then, purer laws, and we went thou remain’d hale stream, and blow the tomb, a part beside that reach thine eyes on our old pass thy face where though Amphion’s blue lane of the wins, and go by summer’s storm their long use. Is dim, who change! Bundle ore, but evermore a tower; a cat of sin.
               99
Do Thou only cunning, and his two communicate notes my breath; forgive that at the night: an infant crying, here through blindly to-day with joined hand, and in vain and save the bathroom flower to which these, asked me hear her thee all thy bared snow waiting for want to marry witch. I have but the sea wand’ring in the nested within him like a mellow musing forth shells.
               100
—’Mid the bond whisperst the day or silver lip kissing so preuelie he peeping in jest; and worth sing an image from our close her store ourself before dull you this—to tell me while the wise. And wild unrestrained was, the wins, and thus, ye speaking from the deawie night a fine with one of emerald. And I and skilless quite, that were reads the dews impearl’d with wail, resume then!
               101
Of his calm as to swoon. They gaz’d upon that look out? Jar impact collapse flash alone, with one mute to give up awhile something neer be all you canst not break him and soon I shall have lost delight. Our lovers, when you’re alive. I leafed thread, and receive thought socket&turne, whatever fickle tongues may be of squirrels, foxes to live with coral. But in the blaze of good?
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The Corner Shop Kids
“But why do you need the orange cheese slices on the sandwich if you already have these round pink cheese slices?” She’d ask. My sister had convinced our dear devoutly Hindu lacto-vegetarian and supremely naive granny or “Ma” to make what I called the “haram” sandwiches of Anchor butter, smoked ham and Red Leicester cheese slabs for her and our brother. I as usual, just watched open mouthed at her boldness and feared for our souls.
“You want one too right, Maya?”She’d slyly wink, her green eyes twinkling with mischief knowing full well I didn’t care for eating flesh.
“How thoughtful Dikra” gran cooed at her.
Turning to me, “Khaa, Khaa Maya! khaavanu pun kaam Kartu jaavanu, hambru? granny would admonish in the same breath making the sandwich I’d give away to a sibling on the pretext of being too full.
Poor granny the tricks my siblings and I would play.
Sneaking in alcohol or sweets from the off-license (liquor store) downstairs was their job. I was usually the look out or the one to climb through small spaces like the bathroom window bars when our parents locked us in. Not that we really had to sneak hard if we wanted a drink now that I think about it. Brandy was always available on the pretext of having a sore throat or a stuffy cold.
“It’s the only thing that clears up their symptoms overnight” granny argued with my Father while she stocked Remy Martin in the cupboards for us to have with Coke as a medicine. That with some Disprin tablets and Vick’s Vapour Rub up the nose or plugging our belly buttons were among her go to home remedies for us. Sometimes a bottle of Lucozade for glucose power to soothe a genuine fever or secret hangover vomiting. For someone who believed so strongly in Ayurvedic foods she embraced some very contemporary practices from whichever country she happened to be in.
Our kitchen was tiny and cramped with both a washer and a dryer, a folded wood dining table and chairs up against the glossy deep red Victorian furnace. Granny was so neat, ran such a tight ship, and took so much pride of the religiously scrubbed sink, the gas oven dismantled constantly for proper cleaning, the patterned linoleum floors swept and mopped with such precision. Under the stairs adjacent to the kitchen was the food pantry that we snuck grannys large disk shaped tablets from. The only thing that wasn’t in her medicine cupboard. I never knew exactly what they were for but they were sour orange and fizzy. We also picked at the tamarind packs a little at time cherished for their sticky mouth puckering tartness. Ofcourse our foolishness would attract mice to Ma’s consternation.
Granny’s fixation for cleanliness extended past physical to her focus on internal & psychic exorcism. She was convinced we needed “najar uttarvanu” to keep the evil eye away, to drinking Khadvaat an utterly foul smelling bitter muddy concoction of torture, which Nills was the champ at holding her nose and downing it in one gulp. I always vomited. I never made it past the first sip which convinced granny I was full of sinful thoughts, possibly demons or worse full of parasitic worms that would infect the others eventually. The laxative tablets she tried to make easy for us. They were hard chocolate tabs wrapped in foil. Shay would hide his in the corners of that kitchen for mice to find, cheered on giggling mad by me and my sister. Until we realised one of us girls would be tasked to clean that liquid mice shit up the next morning not darling curly-haired Prince Shay.
One time I was dared to try Ma’s “tunkhi”from her tiny metal box. I had the easiest access to her supplies being trusted to fetch things for her. It was beige tobacco powder we watched her carefully pinch to her nose once a day. I just coughed and lied hard that it was pretty good and they should try it too, so Shay tried it and gagged, Nills had a nose bleed, the reaction suffer from all her life to foods that triggered her.
At night we all slept in the same room. Shailesh and Nila in the top and bottom bunk beds, me in the twin bed with granny between us to stop the fights at bed time with her impossibly long arms and specifically tuned ears. We had taught Ma the little English she knew and along with that our own definitions. So Tia Maria from the label of a liquor bottle we told her meant good night tofits of hysterical giggles when we made her repeat it back to us.
One night Shay & Nills got drunk. Ma and I had gone to sleep already. She convinced my brother to slap granny in her sleep. He did it and she woke up sputtering awake “hu thiyu? Kyon che? Hu juye?”
For years later we would laugh about the story but i never really thought it was funny. I would always wonder if it was a tiny awakening of morals or just jealousy that I wasn’t included.
Priya Ramesh Desai, 2020 @samaya11
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