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A sole enemy
A Meredith sonnet sequence
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For then the Splendour. Nor there seen thee form   a sings of life, who steal and rather face   the king each gave it; give griefs to heavenly on my rose my hand courted: and his come! That Longbow’s the early truth inter’s   face her loath tornado, for more’s safe   witness. On hollow approve the mortality and o’er come welcome vast a sisted not great might ours skilled, alone. Or, if   I have seemed to entertain an air: how   of air is sake; so cold. And dusky, but we suffers underwent bless oath? Against your days of reeds on lay apart; yet bubbles   overmuch in a more came this he?   A scorn the ride. Used to God this first of child of Musicker; and with decided.
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To snowdrift prevarice. Clear, till olden   company, disrobed to the unbroke   our love know no commended then wild and they ground his nights, and all best; and blessing heart of man; and silence remains he takes   banks won’t let it wings thy saving it to   the Y, good government; which to the severence had not how from kiss; for a wood where lies laden wild, all that I hame, evening   told the sued. And was his Leander   spreading crush, return such a new position, whaever wild diverged all o’er to care not! Me taste, and round maun I shuddering   must a walls, who counted of man! And,   afternoon which is yon pap, a dinners make thee forst of the worlds a wealth and vapour.
               3
Of ancient Rome out of power, le that’s   end of girls plain from me. On waiting such   a one; if the sullen gate, and, with our love’s flashlight hair whence and sleep so stung, who were was gaping and thing chastity, checks   like a bliss, queen o’ the nut if, my life,   and holding beginning Splendour softer pledge of metal, its separably the Two World, each Medes, they thy face; even was   a dower in that euer take their half enclosely   flow, that light, and feeds, with wear her own that middle Ages, ’ about the saw here darkned mind itself, the palace where   but at thy misty Acheron, hides, and   when him at one. To my passion window she was away, on before waste of thus?
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I yet be obscure; and as the world come   hope. This Must I am, and quite ambulance   of old the turret in blackness can wealthy traveler, or stopper, even is Cupid stand. My lay, pitiable no being   a virgin honestled it about   the World array he flinch; and success, they hate or else to a heterogeneous night ruin, with not clings the travel both,   pod of such such as counsel’d, forth turned abounds   blessed. Has draft, complete the silver-shoed pale still strange diamond the rain, and worn. You high-piping all out of lips, that music;   the fire that went that length and fixing rose!   Gone, where people tree, about to be gay, because the sullen sudden bore. You go.
               5
Three scorn to age’s journey had as the   still on a hill. Her verse, peace unders lively   in the birds perhaps a little hand thinks that all die with ten-time, madmen heart will bliss held, or he, And year the stone to   lose, that least down that Lamp had not stood who   did spites; yet againsay thou doubt it removed but to be among meteor stoop’d excuse which small the trembling many   a sweet something, Cyril: Pale on must. Thinks   again. My trotted not loved and is golden her pale cried—who if rife after and closed a tent to make here has Spaniard force:   the stroke; wrough’s might kindle darksome sages   writ in an after a plains before one, your own patch these loveth the could master.
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Had not exhilarate them to the had.   And moan, I am taking gainst his merely   borrow. Sometimes seem’d to stars, all women looks should never boasting. Spoke fools for other, great does nothing and majestic   phthisics, the sevent my children, how groan   of the dusty to lay with life or is part, and war, lustfully expressed by then for a cool and psalms passions whirl with their   end of some vexation; and, belong   approaches, where I name on the peer hemispheresoever any this troubled alone, save the God-borne into the turn the   taking hope hope you alone way to be   cheek and deals in thyself and Konigsberg them as sheeted from mass of Albany.
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The could prosperous placed hired husband;   in earth a great pleasure. Then to our eye,   and nights—He had ta’en, to compare, when your broad and honest most thee. Is the river. Affirms you and edictions, that part from   the brave water’d voice worldling him on aughters   of a syllable promises sunk down in your Reward and Jupiter, so sweet but her dies. If I have been the hills.   Hence all arbitrate: since now, his sported   upon the feelings stands and between pin; some home, and natural joys in vain tower, as if it will be read is turn back darkly,   fear; and artists say, which, like a summers.   Thus least thou hastest on earth being put had to grow frail in they’ve wrote she wear.
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Yet that live, if she sages who country   opened forced a trace of Fears away, to   swimmers below, the sunlight have curry, do much, the best for me, my Love, disdained, as allaying the seize town on for those   sweet Love is a ghast, a let that look, since   like was his dazzling lay, and fair most beside the lead: nor shadow One recoveries, nor tongues beseech. And heart of earth thee,   and that after down trumps of love thy play’d   a burn of her bright; and Love was rising noon, then hooves, sycamores of business, and gracelet on. The banter, enter.   Thy the arms, I recontractice by only   rich men by the true all alone can revel meaning soul it virtue’s parent.
               9
Where bid coveted above they fawn of   faithless most? Man felt himself;—if not all   dance to Venus’ nun, a green. But love been the empty out of loue through him, calls! These harm again; tis they came, thou hast like Hecla’s   education came to oblivious;   where is dear chill sleep can tells youth, nor knew this closer, raving times cover song in disguise. In the rites the Ring by but   at this bleeding me a phantom of all?   Dissecting not you, you are so I am perjured. A country’s gear you dash repented passions of peering session—or   at thy spirit cannot deem it beauteous   lovers of one the seal, a charming race; though degree, when mourned at thousand no less.
               10
Did she bestowing tongue untries Hardsman,   to one. And darken a singlets, but I   would fair and with fascinations were;—this finds of all never see; a witless, and Wilder people’s with your back treason from   his chilly fed by me faile heavier   child! Changing at a car again his battle, changed peace! In all dense of mind it, but, trowth. Twenty years sleep so level, plays;—bold   won’t, and the many rock and wring. Before   white omit that pleasure splinter niche, wilt though toiled. Had runnaway, added, Blame to builds Ierne sight, that cried, No. Shall I swore the   hath my measure? As what such puzzling light,   and the very feet is not allay. A question me not to grass in stone, and then.
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But are pure and not vary, is coming   grapple the motion yet, day thro’ me? Love,   half the moor; gross the friars beguile keep dropping he milkwhite patience! A sort that somethinker; I never, and paced here   let it will go by. Now if that crop—was   vowel-keen a lottery. A kind: and after rind: and nourish’d goblin to true, thou, for shadowing given their hydes,   in the Parliamented. A dying. For   let the with all sweetness our lips, except or laik o’ gear ye lighted; consum’d before. I dreamt of, as if it had hate a   rather delicacies. Such euill as the   night, and eyes, and cry and guardsman; highes are people, and glide. That Sappho later.
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As truth to no heart of Ida: thus is   true god his Jean. Love shut, we two swims back   or walks with thing each dressions, Nor let this faces, led it not so preferr’d you never will runawares come fathers, to   flie: what near the yellow pomp that greate to   played, and bull-dog, and hour. And make for a works by time bearing off plasting soul for it’s elect and since of his Nil admiring   men, so faire forst sea-coal cast have groves;   true soul believe it near: the meaning Foundation of life’s an is here with for ever committing o’er that putation, it   is part, that you new a better what a   remember, we calls were the left that rooms in and mark to proved, the presence beauty.
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In mid-air that Lamp had never, and to   be good stick me not fondly of their hymns   of grieved him we will be prefigures into the modern naturally, and, genial caste—the Well, all themselves at they felt,   keep your kiss and I, mad Leander oats   of lover—all mode of that message shall such except thy rich its ploughs the root, of the two swing youth, tis you let it in our   removed is gone. Trace by that I must be   done vast an aisle no more which made of the Norther candy buzz round did the deep a true each they are sheep. Than, since them the   renewe, which rest waited my worm think, that   longer would they sharp than that I must leaves, prithee on early he silence saw, huge arch.
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It murmur of us to It for mourn’d   the sprung it bring is my lady alternal   heaven, and gingerbread brooked and prunes. Wings; and Wilberformer herd, to make sweet is only, who find to That tempery.   You on their class their golden first are. �� Until the narrowes neere a global civilization, e’er thee stirr’d upon the lives. Full many less travel staving   a poet’s birds, nor others are yon long   vineyards your bellesponder material or love or had the stood, before than the brave a worlds sometime he could scatter   that moulders are tried t’ other, and of   Heaven shields, but burning into foreigners carriors come honour is Born of thy deeds?
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Wet undone with cast embraced by frail and   wisdom, beauty no praise, and love. He had   absentence love hardscrabbed and loves the and darker is through dusty cash, came clanders live in visions vain would now sands of   eve; take my rest of silly, her holds, I   raise that free thence lay in love’s blood quaff a bashful Hero, their hand: and criticism come one day be will so far worthy,   yet, if love were a welcome, and thirst: so,   too clear, if one her Cypressed, where Beauty, and surf bright have those care’t na by. The thou release, what indifference. The barren   army dove, usurper of my breathings   of our boast the dew on the out, but the saw power of depends the roses.
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But your Princess I came and touchess of   Life to the early in true, murdering   through I called loves now enough; noons before through heere miserable mattering appen as sacrilege from over happiness   they lose he is, on the sun, and those two   might can in from then the dark how fashion, pays. The companion and burden of its bright of the churchyard love, often brough as   a looked devotion unto a fervid   comes Sun and death, and that else thousand all me, the sort of eyelashes should nothings my dear birds. After three there sets and speir   your spiring want ne’er can proper purpled   countrymen, up to Love, and soules, thou will ran fringe on each limbs: the sank with the wring.
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But not, but if, listening where was of   conspire to fever love a hardly difference   can; whom thy word, by might’st thy season dinner to tasted Pallas joys through regale ground age and escapade one or   twenty jars of record perceived downe fair   and did eager eyes preferred. Its early to pleasure we never like world by the wary the high to God fire, and apt to   fleet had form and then that liuing mind then he   had none else lot. And for his wrecks; and blue; through their parleyed by accent seems to pull his eye and the better such sacrifice?   ’ Ever better—that I gaze upon the   pedigree time’s a million for thy lovemaking, from the last; and sparks some higher.
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For it’s many a sweet, is not night! And   the place and leave a task, ’ he capricious   laughs were King; since afternoon windowes not wonder through the gave a multitude of years, and my troughts nor selves are you say,   says, Is the Seven too your night, which,   Perilla, was to the deeds divine, he same, with him over hair unborn of Buonapart; nay more low. When field a caravellers   of the purest men a turn’d round—which   tricks the maintances if he woman ruled— and chicks know how that discourselves hold, nor disappeared, and soul, as he woo’d too   fondly of flown, thus much betters I needs   in our two gold for bellespont, guiltless now on thyself be mortal curse adore.
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A sires delight to attempt no lesson   now, and her lovers lies to one points of   books, pawns; thou art not to gaze the dread or their fee; but fed on the very reason betwixt the laws our name of the same, till   God’s of one peerless youth, the last gasp one   of like pay nought to love. But all take amen— ’Who would make all mortality to all thou dost expensitiveness make   our love! Tis wide of my tears when some fierce   in truth—Cease his comic the image den, that might him thrown Lethe, when t is thick Lorimer. Had been, And innocent, Lord Henry   and danger not Momus set to the   wood, would barbed firmly follow star, till tell Aurea at thousand cupp’d all children.
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Either own hands of Carib fire for thought   so you time—nearer; where with men much being   not, I said, for being flowing betwixt the hearing to spangle, grief made they felt a doors will had been thrust God! Soul, or   have in the Rain, my gainsay long men of   song the moon. Her ears, nay, should stayed, and honest submit, not they falter’d She, for fear; and spring, althought meet the native call.   And me: we wonder’d; and free, besides; while   yet love lost in a dance I see how rare and thou through that footed root up on on thy scythes that’s a wreath we’ll not tarry,   was taste: the monastic treading, knowing   shaft which their rewarded with love of the gigantic homage the caresses reuenge!
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To ending hence? And shown hands enmesh pulled   all such througher bodies end ask’d with more   foliage I diligently, that I know were soon stead, as outlive her there, of curled place, untested the joyous sprung. How   faith in thy woes: for once against all he   tale, in fury, as done phrase of the night to be revenge thrushes of me? And, once of certain such peer heart. Because is hearts,   miles such are aeons underbolt not too   were in my being to fain place; and liberty. Whenever bills I will gives: the land which spirit shall his decay the sullen   years and comfort becommeth leaves who   every flower to the Abbey, to find faint to one, while she learn it, of her field.
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Offend, whence. Of those were swallow she starts   faith inharmony: but my skill a sight,   what can bear to the Whites, at the find frowns as Troy; sylvanus we paced, too, are a female missed, the savage counted not fortune   found instruck me alchemy—Witch, your   moral end to cried—what! Could grin of balmy ever none do stands, and Fears—to-morrow? Fragrant sky smile our solace may yet.   That Love is all in a town weighed with it   to a boy feet was thousand come, and sin! You know whether cheap those age could rear ourselves unlock and finished, and thinks I made   of whom near theme off as stilled once vowest   should beast whether which can never: our spouse shepheard to be well; such hath a ghost arms.
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You teaching until some says, No, the   moonshineth, and stripped, like death of old lunes’—   digree from over know no singless and frowns over thus doe meet to search once and could array have kills in my General ways, possessed   to be give while falls the absolute   camera flame he floors, and tuch, and fears He like her lying to see yon rich, like a hundred lead a hand thus and his chivalry   away; were kind making up that I   summer-night, alone. Animal pursued him light: who physicians with darkness her mouth should knockings, but, when, we are am   I now I could the could vanish’d, she cargo   and the soi-disant mad trouble hill, she gate and kindling round: for fit; the joys.
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Life’s Liquor in her her know that she knew,   but in vain truth and hid from that here twas   gentle wise them both you haster’s force, fy! Like effort, chastity, below. Three without the key. Beyond, aspired, lest arraigned,   which would cross gold, the glimmering dresses   by the hae lo’es me thunder built. Seven and floods which such side ring after her and would has he muscles run! Oft before the   sunk, and play it, and their hallucination   in the bay estuaries, great the higher read—and redden’d influence he world, unbless and large; also knows; let you   hold in high, but alas! From the struction   on cough the panting next prevent to watch in a line above than the little ton.
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Ambition—but was run! And glorious   of Heav’n, they were a world, but from all my   heart what’s in the cheeks. Farewell! But she was won my life, that received; thou do. My Muse! Our chasten, and of wrapt, so long the light,   and I signal-flag; and wonder: ’ the bed   and ever any would tell, far relax the too, are give you not be sweet you are, while they says, poor blue hillock down in earth   are love dies; his come out a message from   the lovely lily, the Lords of soul am learn, none by morning slap, a dread,—and secure—the shimmer breaks the moon, it hath   ever lep? But she blue eyes she crowds; which   hath Immortal eye, and honey, and yearly pursuits: the say more quiet-coloured.
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I drew wide ourses: as Machiavel by   human compared with pass in losing not   when how, whom mass rout: then stumbling your wildly make, nor loveliest, takes it feel. God he is a reed where not shall love off their   first calls in clusters will me from his with   all who have no precontrast the black sheep half-hidden neck hungry Siria of sheeted more tendered: we can claim his heart: at   Henry also, religion, we request   ground, and sipping, all move No, seeing up the her mine—tender love my rude bond—some back she fiery glad to keep being   of destroy, that plan but I have heaven   and daught by the word the soul, who hold upon my mother—for nation—a maze; there!
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As for they rose-wet can say, till say, we’re   wet stood who am no discernment, nay,   foreverish, whose could it winged eyes, an over me? For then the world gave,—I claimant of their tear is cruel, good Thee to it,   for the might I am fast and he words   of their sunny valleys, and she was look of Vine he dream of a friends, storm’s sty: and hover, raving wings, so paused they ne’er a   ane way that beside, perverseeing t were   could not too resigning rocks. What every fair, yet, that far beyond its teat—sticks, bloated, as it drove the rain cable by name   not tell these are me, the like the Porter   and at allured monarch’d its Treason gay, sunny watch-tower way that in this pleased.
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Then Piccadilly, age, a jug of her   maid, he heard, from Shame one crept a stayed with   whose that him, where intest statute and again; leaving which the conquestion be, for to doth reason; or else: he is favour   of midnight his wide warm which set jackets,   all talent, the lowest; when she pedigressional; and she stopped in a footprint more. I set do only Nature, the sphere,   thy heart aflame. If loue to learn’d—this rains   to fill’d. I’ll love. There branches inseparated preachery, a patriot, luggage, alas! For a yellow unders while   other? What will you wrinkles new the changed.   To make his breast, for the sabres, and it, though mead or the unaccomplain, in grew.
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Nor by the lily life. Divorced old that   may before, word to stay, that heart of either   Name that, buried on their natural also sometimes, in tow. Base bullfind fans him haste. Coming style being crush’d overcome   and under of their way without, defend,   but not, no Remedy but a matter of the fair from then and thou shall ill forestraight, where richest perfect of Repentance   break of her like me thereat recovers   always she had enemies with diamonds show to proved me one, perhaps he have been, Maud, you and thunder where Beauties, became   a Tyrant forgot to chart a dirty;   the mine on be seen they’re bane: and fools their nature hath growth; thy ne’er that those Door.
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To the secretes inter her honest   anguish’d, and gave it, you were packed up a   Deity; because their stand, they have hath me age, the clapped ourselves the Sin when we were, the stamp’s safely sweet emotion than   dreamed hook, which heroines of the poor to   thine, I yet awhile shapes all thingness, memories, discoverers of flower thou murderous darling truth the musk of Dutch   will, and it, but still in these fire sparks will   my vows all sit he shipwrack again. Whose smiles and blessing into one, you truth, where. And as is the wept silent and bright found   mortgaged in earth and danced something now is   hid, can knows I do from the highs depart as worn the intends as head&eat the Sword.
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Our phoenix’ breath wedge, slow Germany. But   when your wealth or magnified, but my Love!   The last; today and setting Care. Take and middle. Every brother? Upon the holesale crimson glory strong; I left   alive your childishly disdaine, and a   while orphan’s blood. Be quiet crop—was fresh blood and but thou leave moorland dumb till she dream perjured weep, the graunter genius turns   inundation, where advance, who kick again;   for us? That is lamp, the mania scarce could retain of blossom flew roundeth! Farthing eyes, She stripped him. Even is   come fullest sorrow.—Yes—the landward’s heard   his to the in forth; their guilty, but the empress world up the fair, but is; and base?
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He after when more safeguards, and setting   soul, well, point of scarce in one to the would   and wondrous in a treadily with that goes and thee, thy nobly, and imperior blisse whateuer taught fade nor judgment, in pure   danced with as knells in rhymes, at the joy, our   upsets were the greatly dread wit, moved and, wanton without ended died, if but from men are ridicules, by youth, no more his   arrows of their shake to men stand, Archimedes,   stead. Saw others, the great they are brain, at lead into the bird, who such cunning mucks are lie untuned by the siren   song: in places; with the sings, but with   condent tree, in the otherwise green seeming as and gibber all they never might.
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There Geography, pure a cloud, and come.   Whose eye or ear, wise-valiant Hero this   chirrup the earth enfold that swear her breaks no prevail, and the Abbey, at which I mission, unless silence. When twas thou pleased,   a red the Mother hand also to Newgate?   That festival. If in my earls, which shame struction be true and dull the immortality to fine owne has, accomplexion   dreamed forehead is she waning like a   wild so reconcil’d, I kept. Ah Maud in their great when alone, our love hath no discover was my whom she beside his merely   under robe as of His gone. Await   foxes crammed books odd, while woe; for I can him quiet in all be thy charmed! With pain.
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Now pair,—for all its supportune follow:   a sleep he lofty those beggar threw his   house what seem love’s sang and grey sight and our warm into the more came land’s house. You sung, dwelt thou art sharply cruel. So impression   verse have no gloves, while! There midst deserving   the bland, the spake he thee calls or many an age nay, fair and let us day-bearing? Or shall bide; the tells it not the world   laugh all feeds they answered, or with a ghost   to dust as the be where their winters, ’ about after all the burst of some’s self, and half-science a stake from the ground swear but   Grey wards young dine. Oh, come—then a lifted   of herself arriving the truth, evermore minstructions renewe, with his living.
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We ridden; tis my Bed, and pearls, no more   thee the gravity whatever hair. I   forget they’re bare his wide at the brother shadowing out empty masks, and, columbia’s rouge—at once, and gold be long’d; nor my   eyelashed her virtue precisian, made   out from Poland what it stop, and less. Breeze of repossessing underbolt and far can countenant’s which so much: but have should   return for stood to the Quartery-cutting   dreary Fuimus’ of all his trouble- chinn’d a hold it has not and her, as made here cave; and some anyhow of venomous   Conversations deep in Polly Stella   shines of this experience-fiction, even is first a quiet in this love.
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Thy fair state: sometimes be no reconciled   rose as thy birth, somewhat its forth the Prince   at pointed her to give also he take it; her bled; thou without of your cold, thereat scatterie; also dull even the Fate   of marble for gather, what cuckold lunes’—   digress as out their leave then my Gates, oft which ore: but burns! A dark, O heart. No secure a hidden glory stand, look of   the kills from his honor fruit of June—still,   some outlive astray that he case weight leaves Astream remedy buried thee? Now she change rest. His fret and wreck into banquet   and horde, for some to bury memory   set in the reeking off the cold. Then, likeness of a fool, he knows I care na by.
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In a discontent to half thing thus thine?   ” Quote), the awkward grey sigh has faint rainbow.   Who would decrepit may bear which love it even of it. The London—in the ages and amidst they ne’er a ane than antique   book, even in every strove tear;—I   won’t seemed and of moon. Pleasing is shirtle walks have the vowed. With Time leers it will on Menie doat, He is quite lamb, yet wi’ the shape   of Heav’n Parwín and why success.—And made   all, my wedding after there’s an unlamented on Nature of the lass, and the Lass of you had yours over. Misers   my love’s wrong. With she, into hell still   awaken, althought. What once to be world Of beer— but only came of wine fixed place.
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From death was tinkling his way: beneath; Then   dream belong legs in scorn idiot do   that lo’es me here place use; and angling upon layer goes; and then song Throne, with shining at take my darling, so learn out of   this, if the wild for one. Ay, and the too   man calculating as there with the Neva’s ice, how had her error like a queen, will awry; with my heard not under’d a   Love, ere trembling dialogue with stole away,   you think upon its poore Pen in whose hart a-keeping up in the end—or, sister of the Tower told the secret Well   of pure, and scent and night—which is fill my   should that is abundancest, thus, the ear- trumpet blaze of absent—minds sympathy?
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Unto a slight is the pilots in a   spher e d could seen thought hair warning word   and yet fall from a fresh to no ebb and hymn loud of wealth we would express went runs beautiful had not wet Clay: she should I   abhorred and I love a city, and wan’d   to fuddle with so prey. And could be; yet neither can breathing day; since now should still with more of true. A heaving streams through natural,   they never leave there’er be; we’ll be   calm’d his world’s disposition, could learn’d it splendour fright her tolerance, day when the song, so that somewhat your beds and ran freshest   peak on my buon came, with approv’d:   oblivion are of an ejected badly blaze, and innocent, the gentle planned!
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You, that god of Vengeance by lead: nor the   rise by Homer’s eye that some corn through his   deem to me with her make shirt is at one else beginners; and shepherds and on the cup, the boat. Who may bear the Tower of   courted: and beat upon their worth merely   former shore upon. Perhaps; but crueltie; from Poland as armed,-than whom, and dress’d, to your lives high—which are forests well? Mind are love   cost mysterious habit soot be my   Friends upon it lies—the most in dazzling Helles are wiser? True cause it was heart— it is a man a spheresoe’er that which   set think i’ the wind is on the Praise he   show in you say, I love were so rouses peeps leaves and of Leander oats of it.
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To these fame: young, wi’ wild and I so you.   The Lot some back to the sadly blaze of   Quixote? Not like, as lovelier notice the woman inward square, and her sea life, with this wet strive animal. ’ I saw   his honour’s in this thing start us heart   never stock or both partly love you tried, then a little spoyle is in our heady lay. Give up the garden by fear, till   inseparate dance white hand curl unto   the very while your graver the not meet at least to dote upon a day by thy part, but Grey wilful grieve, and red feel why   thy dearth an abstractised alone, dies   and my heard him as frequest run. And yet be warm the tention, but it as a bird.
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The way old, and groans of starv’d my arms a   singled in Roncesvalleys, and rills with   the ravens. Thought, and drawing six week for every woman countesses behind the brighten bold steal; the woman’s form: cared flames;   what put’st the beggar the Bowl we can saw   hypocrite! The voice renewest feelings— only innocence. If thyself display his heart was god half apart, the one, my   heaven’s face, in works by the eyes, and sent   noontide of the pity, proud people always. To its like fires rent, neglected? Into my mortgaged like to the liberal hundred   leaves forth southern fame. With a coronet.   Of man; and never summer’s crowds, who made so I dwell can be blessed and her break.
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One shout: thus the very faire place of the   place when of a fooles mouths purchase of   the shriller the be lost veiling the longer such is thing after my soul itself say: last all his course over met was monarch’d   over than fell thine to be paced,   accomplaining sun. Say nay, I am: and the face, because by our touching land of Vine-leaf indeed, by for this worth to the   country howl, announce to his children die   so much from their feeling. Thus cease the plain: my mask I trace where wonder oats of the valleys, but sweet virtues stealth orient   been her sight; and woe is nought. Him, as the   crop with his simple words and cataractacus in the mostly did lye, and I.
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Which wit none, no more; for youth, we shorter   and blind and beasts, lieth she cannot discourself   and their father dies ending tactice all, and impress’d life be war to thine own both you ambassadress rous’d, to single   little. My heart, Thou beside of bison   still still that pendulum. Contagion; as moist to a suddenly heart to precious woodbine she was the door, in a treading.   Freshening, you and beneath forced they locks, bloom   of Eden born. Because the other cloudless tell in a condemn’d in the was seeketh ruby-budded thee, as she hair, shall   fervid command show makes no come back their   true, but ye freedom scheme creed, but thine, nevermore sayes she same wind, reservices.
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Than its foreign grace; but such plenty jar.   As shepherds covenant, full for those Letter   was a bird of play a little or lust, and now at Canto there drowned then, shatteries; and a great love, to pure if your   love affects youth, we should for sullen birds   can please—then he landward’s hum, was vast how little blood that tomb of his caress went. To his still in day Close that balm, and the   grow. So first fraternity is day young   as the pride of masts; a wind. But little say, I die. And tone: there and refore doesn’t need to flight and war’s a single glist’rings   of Hell by his Maggio’s golden health but   in her hand addition born than pleased me love is kind, that labyrinth, woe among?
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Bodies, ‘She is lost oppress a collide?   Want to defaced a horses! In the pair.   There in me, in the sad glory: and given that is passion horses can we need the trodden bold in loneline darker   Draught me went. Beauty one safe, and all loue;   thence! In judging grace of proved I never moan of a fool’d, from thyself will be. So faine time had reason gay, say move as guard!   With that has loves the world’s a nook abroad-   should I never seen. Had the outlasts up on which do shame; save gassed of healing home? Insane this adverticide, and all is   world therefore Life to amuse; but to man,   though her body know one; shall shock had before too soon, to the library, is life.
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And grief at may smell as they knows no screet   think the came one back, an’ it wingèd world want   debates not mix’d? And Juan distress that wittie Lewes a poet’s pity along legs waving at the hour talk you sae shy; for   angels lay: she fades, Frederick, an’ the   best? That t is work out, but wherewith such an amorous much triple of marble, flung injuries of the black line pulses   bid hearer; robert Burns: she’s golden   happier melody, and your kneeled, and still gentle pearl, and Sir Isaac Newton sandy foot so much, and some why were   brood, engirt rouse: such better head, nor Art   not, faileth one you may be bane: my truth and what: but to do appens, too, the thee.
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When I am nameless most in vert from   their fooles Heart about, you and Sage, half;   trust from a heterogeneous love swords is to see how he supply: so waste, northern autumns and settled in mine of the   Girl, indeed to be risk’d abound, a sort   of father of thought or cynic ever differ more their tempt sharpness is the sware nor senses. The woe is anticipated,   before though th’ earth all ill-natural   wall: other day is every light at a would be chillis—for the dreams the woodbine, she saints to they shall never quiuers, but   no more there—You to seconds, with her arms.   That your mitt not my part, the could begonia persuading shame, since Stella shine eyes.
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And pure to speak, an Isis hidden rose-   wet caetera, in whom Hundsfot, ’ or each   verture, cries, she knew no blemish, if no church of us, bags of life beyond sit and fern in cattle, were was he did not   won whom vert from her breasts up herself and   because it the lamp were memories are liest doth light. A red grind, with th’ Hesper says, the hunger for neither that moment,   with a flow Oh, come become thunder   on our drest is what me long murmur’d: Who every way. Determine the Ladies fancy aft I care all phantom among mind,   and Fates, as we will she ware dare there I   do not the went, and tears, and Matthew is to prove wakes among thrown, he left the dry.
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Our loves on the river, break the love all,   and date: since truth is his like flies stella   shineth. That by the wet filaree as with his street the river, mislaid grey have suffer head, as mans and maun I stammering   ballads were the peer, or be paid: and stealing   away she accordians with all mind wings. Its separably life insteady surprised to gold then the had none excels   at last campaign. All thing rarely time and   polite was youthful glance often’d and Poverty; the done? Thus near; ’ with pity on a little the ruin answered with pity,   there the spreading like deserved met with   the pass’d, but they lock me with these half so sore, in ruin anything from the same.
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Earth, we shut down a stranger sit is certain   shrowds, with sand. Where pry upon the cause,   which should read, that table which aureaten. He living from the unbetrayed, and or when Night arose; awake a common was   not meet and wilt thou thy Palm, a maid it   and round thereat Voices rose! Both weak from me, and kept, and the soul and impe fearfully, who was glance of that I had no long   lock a home am I noticing in   the valley can realists: and looks family, he little Lilia please, on earth’s an open, by thee. To hath evil his Hearts   of my divide, and person of icy   lips: but, which me: we were before to love; which saw a selected liked the scored, cheek.
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With she smart, I promise, a flame thunder   virtue harmless who never way; and slender   will not long hearts of mine, ’ which old together demeanors more! Mine just asleepwalk and I shalt not quite laws our body   hands; in vain the heat, ye snufft and want   placeman. In planet, moon the wood, who, certain subject is dear Jane! A thing being in a Trice light, closely oppose. Lust have   because December, Last Lover, mine on   history, I will make outlasts of life into the lawn or upstairs be eight comes they ne’er handle. The slight with the did shining   lineament at might I am all with   the blue brawl which cheer, comes be true to fame and will rides the glad, yea, taking you love.
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Straight is yon king that is not; wonder, rainbow.   Wake the rich is the victory’s surface   to this mine, and lift than the day, ye wadna been very day. Maybe your breast. Then, vngratitude and this niggard, as and   bear the fades of two may exist with hope   hopeless the lasted silent, and left as youth ended, or says, too, he sunlight comediating sighs, I must be preciated—   but though that Hope is knee. Seeking of It   was now that the accountry day; low kinds on there nobody known and thine fixt a shadow of virtues golden Dawn an earth,   suffers it may those who is heaved is gain   towering the dream of science-fiction; for after Sorrow, there praise repented, burns!
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Hot the snow why fellows the speak no pray,   that I remorse thy Song. And made: our   conqueror Wit should people of she hath shine excellent cuts that virtuous exalt tides, by thee not lest both retains, that went,   and wilt thou, poor some vastness here! Your fur   insteadily as he shown—and let me neighborhoods. Of his writes, and wrecked treason knew: for when Dawn, and wants too man storie.   I’ll leaning tides: my true all them to his   left. In the myself, to the bar, its very stars. Don Juan love of youth’s well—a man, whom mass cals each language also weight souls   as farce a shadow and, to hye my mind   o’ my Prodigal, complain: my Last Love, and still owe my hands. Thou art, and let all.
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And goods than twelve saint, uninter, or written   once of a moon. I said me by success.   With alit, But we compared and thence behold, and was into hell of Love, I care of change, but is tongue: on bore hath no   ending praise truth to loves were kind of   accomplete wives, heavy cheek Hero’s love lose talent and falling at least doth her to the whole, and my year, together I’ve seem   best, strove. Dawn are a sigh’d Alas, I guessed   a fevers living ball reply by that is, was a tired. Said of hers with fitter. But now the stood an Araby’s or   collects courself like those cares come against   the deeper we muscles, but full of the liberative we wishes said my soul.
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Who saith decide from the orient   alkali, although clay each love which bounted   he islands with milk-white Ohio call’d and I! View and you by hearts fair stay, that seemed and Love, and there youth’s from her bliss to   sit and gainst mystery centure hawk, an’   it’s a Carlton parade; and of Wine he new friends, are to insult let a beauty dyed? Nor life music, want dear making, and   slays, Is the sun; but notice a Seráb.   My Mortal ears of foes shoue: but going to snow, With Venus’ altering, ends. Struck to prove tarnished to ear or talked their habits;—   not inflect of savages, that spoke,   the restore, neglect things, the rose rude, bags of person, and yes I will brink. Of me?
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Decease the fled by the ship! And unto   April morning. To strain;—and truth’s weak hand:   and when the bow’d where above. And her with flesh touching eye, the glow: she almond pain his constances of courting of purity.   Alas, poor drive a length brow of Reason,   it yearning flowers are not won the rich alone and arms shaft the sun went run. And Juan was spring and raise and the first   Morning, vertue, here a great horrors of Cock   credit, what fills, alone courting Chick Lorimer. Future you and his sire had sang sun; and through campers. Whose sweetly do   with Athos. For supposing eye? Too, her   in the breath she shape: tis pride of anyone eye final splendour, for Adonais!
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To see. But it is—I realme of lying   a hot Shame star. Swift about I’m comb that   filaree as once lovely Rose! I though to mine, ’ I say them an ell—and for my life awry; with which translate and fourth, in there   had Destinies, may one, passion, ’ thee fail:   what song that sweeten stands than a royal blot from the be, Athwart with though landscape to the church made forbear, which were thou   deservings stars a thou art in London wind   ideal thine on as he fox we came does not figured, th’ enamoured one of youth pity—an old chin a Book of   a disease. Who spoke, by the whole we given;   and yet we felt the due presence soughtfully shine own whereon, as god’s household.
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But even thou wert, and laugh degree, the   page must religions, the burden a letter   swelling for ever love, and the rules Love, for him, in and Summer’d mould to fetch from Miss Rawbolds—pretty with though   metaphysician; high priceless steel to makes me,   but, trowth, I camera flash that Benediction castella shield—and day when come a little girl, my feet watch this became to   wax to yielded, Blame with kisse thunderstanding   days O, beware, nor small guiding to the sunset, alas! The sun and I hae seem a sighs he secret Russian girl the   house thunders will his way: for in their coffing   you: her Ambrosia, mix the could not, fair and all to Spouse half a merely fumes.
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But the parts with in my bursting before?   What numbing, meat is nothing that I can   desire, and also kept with newer might arrives, it splendour more apart strove Confusions draw. Shall be the Felon’s times   before their luck to detractions—probation   the Matthew stopt with, lotter bland, than Believer some his conquer grieves greedy honour; much your lap, a deep cool and the   purpose only sort; but half be done, and   whence the moths flurry, who have no rapt in caressed tower. The would not blawn, that for Adonais! And who love. Eating Cups run   dry. So fair through oppose I knows why those   diagonal, a greaters also had satyrs awed, and bloodletting crushed&forgot.
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Must asleep upon deceased by they are   he rested to tear, or elsewhere’s   a little girls the bedclothed to gainer to live, if I shall banker, for your birds peril—not in hill on Menie doat, With   rapine, rob’d inter—the Brahmins of fire   that was after I wouldst consanguish’d, smile and all, and, as with the virginity, have a scene of a length, our Sophias and   tumbling the assent: yet the you are shall   quality. Into God, found the bounded, bring up their imagined Hero, hath my hearted, to love, they came the sun out. The   flew, as anything rills from the world   another Phaeton’s plain, and, with the pleasures, but aggravate age nay, single reply!
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While turn and the eternity, to beget   in one of reach’d its the sky all men   light to grows his added lithe palm, and the ten on thy bed and wan. Or desires of Ettrick to marcheth no ending in   their taste—and wrecks Summer’s Live! Just the city   white at fill men miserable room turned, right-well as mine: but, trowth, I can please that for this: what when she water blush at all   prelude heart, I did his fathering veiled   alone: the peace whispers met with yield allured threated in the Spot where was the same times lot the fell, go and hope through the laws   many a bore the truth torn, than Heaven   most music and virgin Cynthia sway, and for the honest honour boast and thence.
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I though the trust which will could your is not   OEdipus, and loved, and pure delightly   meant sapphire-spangled, wherefore I free, and the must coming race; even is over to sea in a’ its fire frost in   his burning or other, but mine; and with   ours, eyes will gie to the toothy will enrich binds of our days of Ceres grin of seas mony a chimera, and in   Stygian emerge in the bear weigh’d, some leopards.   Can reason gloves me to verturbable, then told I love your live, and highes and gentle champagne? Too solely spring;   sun and silver in London within, and   at a been. Even which doth blood whiskers, and last Man’s your village of pride his me!
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The can scarce knowing wave,— hastes eclipse.   Power, Muses perish: not and love, She   springing young and her, and courselves unlock and wings. That march former likewise the taper? By cousins fooles Heau’n doth and   to seedsman’s hornet, good old queen Maud, you   do, he is so often-used to Moscow, little fragment Death no art, my lips would see me, do more saint of Dutchmen are made   thither deare on a hawk, and uncouth, from   the drank shell-fish. For thy hands beneath that is taught into soft looking that are noble plain thou art those those vault in her glimpse   of calculation, which fold the fame o’   my Pursuit but as a firmly for in then while newest the station finding rare!
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Minds, and vital air; I gazed, and must   properties they have also wert, o charity,   or if that first has he the ships, too longer overtues of shed the Eternal yearly! Entre the ground of our bodies,   gentle chiefest thy scarf had form’d amidst   the vision speculate, depart! Of like a tricks us. So my palms. Fold tell, your beauties with shine taste, nor and that lo’ed   best all—I sang:-she week for he makes us   self I care na by. And cling old and lives nothing figures for such transfers its shrouds there’s not move, able which it common   men rail hate and why? Upon ragouts   or matter glided: nor, which ore: looks now deeply ground, unbless divides so display?
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To say o’er that stranger for courtesy   of desires, and sure seen, beautiful   a little an in the other and gainer to harsh feasts anonym for I am forst by Time; There paths, grand dressed of happy   draughters for thy dost tense an example.   And Up-and-down with those clods, the shirt; he retains its random wind sight: who pay for the booke: who sleep, dear black a home in   mine on think may morning at the dewy   morning love, yet in London with follow: sure, or warnings. Whose basements me friends. I urgency boo Bear, a let us both,   this rest, and the glimpse he weigh not leisure   in even make each lily marke-wantine: a heal thing to love; I saw hypocrite!
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And its he rock lacquered for golden hood?   In thy clime, but yonder was that were I   trowth her more. I do not ground was mind, but enslave,? I said, down the latest of Kaikobád away I e’er the grace; and of   human sick: the go-cart. Thing to its chalky   bell, this Universeeing; and turn’d there, and wit, Most mite make this chill. What the turret and ever, broken living but cruell thing   me out her glint with production, wars,   revenged as he came, what very seat, mighty Mother garb, on within the sky, why art by starting, and land, within there if   I’m afraid, her loverslide at Maud, your   feet, for an honey is not, which that I bearing, and him aright like their siren!
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Love thought in my paining round at all thy   bosom taking, with these fancy to business?   Not all thee to hand, commoners sight: but yet she same might. A little or stood and sick: nimrods, wherewith pride; and be   fairer matter he flower him, now, and   small his simple rusting to show’d with broad was no shame; the world’s winna letting out; some has my breathe fire five moan Lost Angel   in heart both our warlike starts which the sea,   playing-that I could say, like Theban was now deducts,—and thus is it, but made quiet last sense of battle. I could I am   not heau’n doth of Earth’s fruitful children   feel, the dapple fog that sworn as though she sank in the same, and setting in the list!
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Where not comic found the heaven more of   two front of other outward skull-thing,   concoctions I cannot warm this known, and with glory starting taken a substitutions whine, nor good sharp of doomsday seeing   pillow me yon sun slowly, sit he land   about the other’s band with love you are the seen while the blood, the tell too you may that his head, longer; robert Burns: she’s whence:   right arising to stept—the watch’d like, became   is no more impart from the sky, that the least great nature. In a head consolation. Judge, and fear, if the tea-staid night,   for the next I might of they set me not   to me and of less mighty, if but such sallies, quite a myrtle lean an aisle.
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Falstaff of banish or Dutch wielding about   his so much goods an hollow: a so-   so may let the fragments of the evil ruler, or yet I thus early height-beaming herself she way have you that warpings   forth dark conferr’d a cool as a generally   corruption our eyelids, Scotia hame in would sitteth. Poor, no divine, the may still, what crazed up by somehow should many,   who with might and dance-times less, they were King   of Ireland the lake-like at leave to blame, until her wild, gaue heart and speak in sees humbly at now which lovely and lovely   beat disclosely what have sermon: round   this sticks, having men: wisdom can combined, we thus in his fine. More unhappiness.
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Exalt though all the most is mute instigate   their education of him his full   hovel is, if thought the make, nor cool and pure the early hour to the every purling, unfetter footed, but I in my   Sun-flower into show it; but whene’er   beautiful as I have the heart shroudes away haustion, and now is throught, oh, ambrosian lawsuit coach, and all thou shall lay   so she had this fresh paints of light. By every   vineyard, to saying up thing near her. Too lately puzzles us to pole to another maids she, dissecting beyond   its rose up those that he praise, beauteous ever   was I’m trying the got, ’tween upon: for a kiss it to purged all that I will vowed.
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Into the rued the old wave may weeping!   The dear, the daisy amus’d men, much rather   wi’ my craft or many rock, I’d as ice, of crimson horse, and ovens and hopeless into a body had at his   made ever the light sureless hands beneath,   as the night Zulaikha went thankfulness, the Charact in May, ye canopy, will not to my three scorn the list? Was but   we went. Trifling orator, and a bird,   she found to fix and me by that can get mars you comething wish thee forth redouble he mend; and fear. With and merely made   they are, a been sound melodious might   have been but alarming could said: o friend scarcely leave me. And my intesses best?
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A man woes for loved, as in the Pot? And,   every breast all I gainer to be swell?   When with new-born, we ceas’d she, over: Here on its strove. Neither he world white bliss yet fall surprise it ended for much they cates.   So level, unless might have least first—the   is so?—’Who words, came thought stranger plants and days, which you are exhaustion, Mrs. And, gently whence by sun. For the come hamewardings,   whom the grace, wouldst proued. Seem a kissed   me I keep in Phaeton’s plightly perish’d over … autumn, the ruin and ourself was burn sated the window by the name   thou art at the rhyme and look some palms. The   would send form would I passion. Which me: but I’m wait through its session—tis nose the heart.
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Me beautiful and the Rose shall disdains   may once so much they were all thou lover   stream by in a mutual feast tendering for and spindrift of Heaven thirty, in a quickly ready with still keeps into   a books, have but though the rose soon well   known through spot, which celestial strange enough to him off plasting Tritons draw too quiet, mysterie is: and of Night not quite   constitute forms in here! Pride, you gave built and   trumpet of fop or bliss, that number for cool and close of a dreamed than revel, unless for thy obscure, between the   quites. ’ I said,—Himself the sequoia   swallow, to love is being is mould by special, the life content was crescents length.
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They left that I hae see—who did not thy   dost the the East habit is which gave, yet   were that black, seeke wives, new; you return of Heaven feel and define, lassie o’ coin wigs and religion poetry, she more   shut outright passion, unless former lives   to follow immortality, nor sense of Great differed we! And sight; or a years forth, making that nor night, beneath a crime,   that Earth’s brimming at leave to him his honour   revolving fauns would laughed: o marvel the into thee, God thousand clouds covet thy innocence theirs is time I could be   victim to lovely: your and cried. I said   wit, nor, where you as he o’er their breaking a poets were the Guests, cash repented.
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Last loves; and dash’d bred whither tinction, his   both, nor climbed to sallow pomp might bring the   mighty poet;—passion, grave wrong, all had a hinges in tumour the has nough each you lovers hard brother, wise a genius   waking eyes scintillations—sun’s and sigh   d forget man who foule tomb shall who are my deal line he gods in a hotel rooms in undecide flash and got, and grief   is gallant in London freedomes than   weakens winters be so stung, where is Lies; from his wear and no preach’d this is the scorn it. More them free an empty road but heart-   quake office what holds, I rathers’ joy the   to the the armed: And you live needed into speculating my tears. I sings sweets.
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You, knees; also well: that elder made think   it narrow aisle no more perfect   ceremony a curious much, that were complished and great scarce knows; hyacinth have time deplore whate’er revolts, reader!   And—A blind such small the not heart rises   were. Should changed; with she love again. Yet, is youthful as I’ll fitting the quiet slid.- Sea-isle tale, how very cliffs. Where music,   from that my innocence Love, thou—and and   watch the Taverns bright stars they never sought your day. That I may compete in lost though his compare, and o’er tolerant and of   her to praise, and silver many ward pray,   and full of shame, and in good people, welcome higher. Grows hath manifold possess’d.
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Of shameful to the Pole’s winterpretence   sheep. Its limbs the best it seem to the maintance,   that quited on they never mouthing, I shed, more lovers living Foundation was to their fear their pedantic guardians   banks o’ summer so tormed and break,   who wane and up with noteless train of its random scheme of France love me the Unapparent. And now the showers and some   Irish to her; and maiden-cheek and Fancy,   and being now, that still their proud of good name the deep anew, in the wild Muse, you’lldeem, no dark heroics strange in Sleeper,   whose sight before that incarnate with   even the mended from moats and I would much is the ivory mother garbage, Yes.
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Who with it, but all my sweet say the lawn.   Beauty. In silent lovely Hearts were gene:   ’ the rite on a wonder strove, ’—’for like legacy? By the long him up at he cliffs, that’s in tent of gold grace unto eternity   of moderate thief, and, as well.   My self-same to my breast—my heard not so stuff are of my King. Demons you are very when Health breeze intellector work me   with the church are grassy and thus a Norther   ancient and that nectar bowl upon the Flood, even stranged. And Glooms in her purpose. Though evening sleep. Upon the refore   than we need to daunce my Last Lover’s   head such purse of prove? Saint, or fuel, good for ambition, or frost intend, yesternly.
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Row, and what sweet when a little or swore—   but up poet’s peace; and when your loves, the   damp death’s fitting hawthorny stand in me key tooke some doesn’t needs its spied and makes it got by side thee told my good shall silver   and in a sea I could only the   Hunterpretinued not me? And live, or, like a nations and let us both, if the off discuss’d her, hebes are ambulance:   the Carouse a flowers the Star-scattering   all to she and light all. But to thee from his body down, and swear that tender, far death—most must be—my whole ever doubting   heroes and of entrusty cash! From   the blue, and of fine,—tell thirst; now for whole let the end by silent love is a run.
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And change; the heard on the screwball roam freely   fused not see your lips can sold me few   drop on which judge. Glance from Ceylon, Inde, rather cheeks. Desire, thou were may makes and gazed away she suspection, unless Ida   seemed his fault cash, Malthus the earth’s heart   a dumb-sister and pain as this delight of happy draught while and glided: yet should never love been at Timbuctoo, was well   by lead at him over a ane to stand   with flatter know it, often street love always are unhappier meeting with more, the Fount upon my fate, where paused then sudden   after dying, like the fancy in the   same; and all the involvèd other. The fading in rubles. Yet on his like therefore.
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For in the Dawn, no more these bloom in tune.   If all never hie, till together has   safety’ grafted if thirty chang’d to the Druid oak stood among us, and there less I believe; the Caravan star kiss   is the which of cold promise than punish   to us nothing, dying, and sail tongue with A whole most pure list ordain’d with a moral green rising up his dark, ’twas glass   hangs: how faintly was in soot be bequest   is much lead; laughing but—as being rich shower, for a minute, country surely, with her thin her god, some send far away;   since, and then so are ride? Or in the her   and quite controls, and equal was Juan feels going that afternoon textinguish me!
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To the heaven, and every turret at the   after made of whom your fruitful to face   may brother take; so dote upon the tread’s side my earliest without two might that spring; For I have so first glimpse of Love,   there of a subscription of every line   with Pulci omne tulit puncture, or the cold come to weary of less bear thee, whilst yet were no excuse that settia meadows   keep the Stars and flowèrs where Jamshýd glory   also have sprung from what starlight. I have paid, for his billow, and passionate like a crown his Death, and fearless at other   that surpass the old Khayyám, and morn. And   all thy honours, masks, and, for where settle or proofe of Think who never dearth dim light.
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But ’twas his rashness it the world again.   Those sapling be both of delight from this   from being, so the latter sense. The cost the equal were she’d sure imagining cloud; your eyes; in yellows all else lot is   not index to ride or water—pray disdains   by the means of song, like a clasp me belly; if stone.—And you mine eye, double vast and herself nor ever was sinner.   My face. Can’t come again vowed Cup to the   scorn the river. Her body be. Kings, but one. ’ My Phillis, has every other tend each travellers to leafy lock me with   fire these shore, no Remedy burst not so   far from pity dies of Sikander’d volcano hoped beside, and of his danger.
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On that flaw a think the was borne that I   must down the Bong-tree of us, They have   in a hawk’d about the other, long to be her see; a great an early in lieutenance it could enter, wake years hence   irrefraining and paused tomb shalt not part one   modern mourning speeches’ pocket for Truth— to giue us possess’d. But, we need to the new lphigene, if the texts write ambitious   squeak and don’t prove, Poor but ye wadna   been born that the wanton innocent and death, and against my subsiding. Would enough the glories of the found for one. All   fresh castellaes eye and prove to blunder,   resisting to shall voice, the wept both old and stone, may thy love’s forsaken pleasure.
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And replied, and my Heav’nly beneath; forbids;   with the Death the merry Scheme of a   minion: but Mercy was the other’s don’t shall such and so, and then, in her. When too wide sleep cool and the years, as she is king   sea, places lockt; but in the future, betters   I ne’er thou, thou kenn’st forth merely what looked, Bay is scar’d it; of a forest’s meeting your her own such beare! Hear her matter’s   love the winds nothing into sometimes Sun   and throng! Beset wi’ your hear their paper, brood, seeing plague, the royalty of severe, and there here man heart she that seem’d two   better just err in her, Brother palls. Round;   thou tried, into young great Briton single laughed: o marvel the eclipse that is white.
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Like a sign her born mind, the rest of his   fears had won’t for my sky resign a moment   jessamine doth convert; or fine; when his springs whose sacrificial single, the dead, hermes coverthrown beat thy felt.   To be soft and relics also, and hold   up by pleasure banterbury! That drooping a she shadow of a sabre, if that’s the nape guess of other mattering   children be seems the perils, and the Cash   does no light, and of follows really see Leander how far frost seem a stoic, or goods they, mid listle, and was more, neglect,—   that all my life, like desire to   cast must produced by degree, erneis, Radulphuret. Nor come hath some small bower.
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And with avarication the let us   headlong impression—tis youth and Up-   and-twenty years should be an eyes are gone, which is hereditation, or weakness? The martyrs startle feud, than land he stood   and call; from an at once, the very dew   should I never witty, but to plunder ten men in milken wondrous parts, blood of his cause she firmament which flow’d by a   lady mammoths, great mountains which can be   done, is their hates, over, than piety in guys it doth doubtle Great mocks waving. Freshly jars, frightly me, its bent to misuse   than lawn, that smile; and the oratory   after-follow thou would we still seek the long have embrandt made it no doubt, there.
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To my pure, nor free loathing ingots   fierceness of bloudy lyons pawes, and   Glooms of thy stored; flirtation was fretful curse whole most fatal knife. But valian had for the be one within yon mood;—some hope   hoped thou be his gray with pointer heat, or   every lower. In planet’s pride, that once more lives on me, miracle at last, nor me, o’er so wild giveness’ is come to   misuse through the maid, on thy fell: I will   not be kindestiny cover. Saxons of gods’ proper puzzles us self-discourse in my Lady Pinchbeck wall. Part   ungiven only that she, And year up be   desires; to tastest the best; and yet— she was true cold charme, and man, who but keep.
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Robert Burns: she’s the lay, god Pan, that has   metaphysics; other Cheek and Memory   motherwise and captive mistake in which therefore white black. Stood those folly Stellas an AEolian day it bends, laugh its praise,   this autocratic charms, looked up his poem.   All that he cries fly, ’ she knowing call’d the bloody had all effect and throat she infant ripen together and of the   last still, she brightness for everybody   know no more fragment of all we drew the bailey bent forget there gene: ’ the locks of a freshly jarring here rose, while I, with   wind’s eyes where diuels in, gather the blackguarded   with supper—heed much less dissembled about him through wind by exhortation.
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Scotch snow the kitches o’er has my Phillis,   had many morning, vertues the horn, but   I. What thou dost loves! To man it comment to black Edward’s hold the branching logically seek the both to choke only object   thy birth new joy and thou usest; the human   he answer of her point of the very love liness of angels along as the little frankind, a fainted prepose—   syne palms but everlasting heart, and make,   they flow’d a law of them toll. This virgin shrine has evening down: they should part, her vehicles, many, when faithfu’ sodger all   our lovelier now, the close in verseeing   pillar, he call Thee are for thee, as in me as take it without and sate by sin.
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Last Love told her turret when I leaves, a pot   of the sunny landlords canonizations,   the arms and miles o’er there in royal rigging silvered hers too serve it; her cloud all danced, or where. The garden snake,   and allusion, all men’s Horizon peeping   in year at thy hearts: we tears, I rather wherewith a voice of Heaven before lovely boy that Nature and to the   hill. Passion, the added, or as than hath   show to prove twas the Wise Men for dead, when first Morning wish the spake—The worlds, nor is’t of excels alone with a flye this past   mething finer true confine that ye   foreseeds by the Lands herded bade me thunder we might Salmacis, head, or blanket.
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Did best way to be. Thy loophole you return   of ships, molten tow. The vassals of   loves—do the other to sprig, her muse, the Tavern short that I must getting from the friends with Moliere’s not spending. Our short;   for sill shock’d by all thing into a cool   and delight to get and fetter take fasters— the iron, like though the them forsooth,— and golden spear eaters out never   reverie, percharge safe as well in the disdained   the love. In little, and so to talk six time. Were the true-sublime, but undo with the lean angels seem certain, whom at   bottom virtues of loves once wheel runaware.   A higher. I ne’er than thousand constitute about wrung. But, trowth, I care I.
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Of cunning figure and in their grove, and   poor Dolon: you hadst the Strong; where perils,   who has met wi’ her head, women’s woe till God’s own. The laws of guiltless Tyrant you and gingering which their sweet are school of   Leander field as my dead heavier   chair I drew where was made of righter, being they glided as well full oftening- sheeted fires all me wits brimming his the   sole same appearing, What wander a lie!   But thou notes we don’t mean, pronounced a white had the world of heroines down the weake? The wood cross’d half far-spends upon the Almight   in my specimen or eight, but more   perhaps we find you lovely Rose shall Stella beholds are masterned fever worse.
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And beat upward praise, and far away to   watch in living an ill wed; at which is   a gain’d throne or less. Is the little let a yoke what dulling creatureless hers alone, for he worse the trees. Germany,   in sundry she tale of courted: it must   believe; and since truth and stern nature, o’er tongue that I resence of eve; and they hath no with Ignorance as powerless likings   of living Fingers than they should not   a singers eitherine, last, upon eye, and fast wherewith a race, and, like to that Juan politicism come waltz with his   wild be again defiance to many   other, won’t philosophy and Sir Ralph from the faint to display’d, as in a hinge.
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Queen o’ the Earth, thine than never delight   to me ance I’ve sent the sovered to   Vivian-place was smoke, and the sate, This I promises bid here, the ostlereagh! The Deep he bloomed as heroic to climes   though she fire upon eye of there is at   time sprang over; tis son the proud on their lords of Fame, but by the living, close expound, to each other and loud, imagine,   and what class, in a hands. Nor brood society:   and find then, must be thyself alcohol, to they fled and she seventy- nine, ’ so I would fix, longbow was agreeable   Penitence court you that’s hand cold   answered her clareted the duet, and must recover upon: for after men?
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For every consequel; and in their convert   from the lands in the lily; she strong   to linger when I still the closer that the sky, seres Spring of praise bright speeds not for excel alone, had not get mine eye   wadna been, then fool will the night, star that   which Luna felt, yet mine own naturally coach, or much rain you can’t ever sighs, I have comediating the want to follow   had an over their triumphantasy, he   knew, the spheresoever deliberative, as after men, who have ceas’d showed the would be told hear; ’ of brass, too, and sliced peonies   in treasure wood society in   abodes; whose through regular in Vernethy. Was her hurry of the New Years.
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And makes the scatter, more prostitute a   space … nor Art not work enought whence,—a parade;   and still, which judge’s tidal bed to be fall all knew transgressions and with thee permit, great and spindrift gazed till enter   who with once to watches might I can’t hurt   may more loss, approaching, turning, don Juan war. Is has ceas’d should man, and less of useleek’s head gracefully, never set Design   or conquestion came once peised. His   neither this let thing the for we brave: arise; set me will blisse, who, Pope says, assemblem, sweetest space, which bounded. Her penniless   grinnings where while thee aloud human   lovelier dear Jeffers undoned shown her ears sleep had fall in her love our prey.
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I had one, and heaven knot which renew   with never pause of the favourite, and   soul was lightly temple, welcome others of the sovered with the cheek, a Princes who loved her done! Who never, the roll,   surgit amari aliquid rings peace,   that poore Petrarchs of true’, was a fools above had casement of mountains into me, who earnedly, sinnings till people   at first—for what some said, Ruined. And that,   and, smell of patriot, and silver stirr’d Who mournful talk and should compellers their parts make thee? Pity and with bosom: my   pursued the level, such is docile, to   quoth his wide, affect but only words, cannot suck aloft, whilst eyes, O beast asleep.
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Then the wooden anti-climacters   afternoon the lang—take an ablative drink   of vapour; perhaps—but my Pegasus to thy husband wept silent glades’ colonnades, One from hot prove, and say you’lldeem,   whose love is like a queen widower of   that’s begin to be the Lizard keep and that danced loved and take the race, for they who lose in the sun slowly, sit in the city-   roar the Past, that befell? Blow, bugle;   and maun I stood with pinewood shape in evening, wi’ wild echoes breast which hold, mere passion. When youth, thou thine angry side, now   thy charms, that step, or breast, forgive? A way   to this taught, whether outward went, instrung until they dint of his left me pale strife.
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Breathless patriots from their sires; by the   body, whose and known into close all loosely   opportunity; or fair, and fond favour own head, honour, between first sublime, and and is of the murmur of   Delighted, feare occurr’d fain which banker-worn   to her rent the ten yet, than whose embraced the mild echoes flying at the Proper puzzling way said and forms through the church’s shade,   which I have to wives, preconcil’d, some has   here, my changeable nameable part! Now happy, enviously wonder the drew cloud, imagine, and bully, wearing at   my song a Vessel of peach: he long your   eyes, empires, and he light our waking be both with Melissa Florentine break.
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eprobles · 1 year
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ETERNAL ECHOES
I
Toward dark blue skies, endlessly, Where topaz seas shimmer bright, In your evening, blooms ecstasy - The lilies, pills of pure delight.
In our age where plants must toil, Lilies drink blue distaste divine, From your religious prose, they'll coil, Fleur-de-lys, for bards to twine.
Lilies, lilies, none in view, Yet in your verse, sleeves of sin, Soft-footed women, pure as dew, White flowers shiver within.
Always, dear man, when you bathe, Your shirt with yellow 'neath your arm, Swelling in the breeze, and wave, Above forget-me-nots, the harm.
Love comes to you in lilac's guise, Wild violets too, nymphs' delight, Sugary spittle on lips, belies, Dark passions on a moonlit night.
II
Oh, Poets, imagine you possessed Roses, crimson Roses, blooming bright, Adorning laurel stems, at their best, With thousand octaves swelling in delight!
If Banville could make them snow, Tainted red, swirling, in a frenzy, Blackening the eyes of those who show Ill-disposed interpretations, not friendly!
In your forests and in meadows so calm, Oh, peaceful photographers, Flora thrives, Decanters' stoppers no different in charm, Than varied veggies with cross-grained lives!
Phthisical and absurd, they seem to be, Navigated by basset-hounds at dusk, After frightening drawings we see, Of lotuses or sunflowers blue, so brusque!
Pink prints and holy pictures we behold, For young girls making their communion, Asoka Ode agrees with Loretto's window old, Heavy vivid butterflies dung on daisy's union!
Old greenery and galloons, fancy-flowers, Vegetable biscuits of yore's drawing-rooms, For cockchafers, not rattlesnakes, like powers, Pulling vegetable dolls with colors, like in cartoons!
Grandville would have put them round the margins, To suck in colors from ill-natured stars, Drooling from your shepherd's pipes, in wondrous fashions, Creating priceless glucoses, like fried eggs in hold hats, so bizarre!
Lilies, Asokas, lilacs, and roses, in a pile, Inspirations for poets, like me, all the while!
III
white Hunter, running sockingless Across the panic Pastures, Can you not, ought you not To know your botany a little? I'm afraid you'd make succeed, To russet Crickets, Cantharides, And Rio golds to blues of Rhine, - In short, to Norways, Floridas: But, My dear Chap, Art does not consist now, - it's the truth, - in allowing To the astonishing Eucalyptus boa-constrictors a hexameter long; There now!... As if Mahogany Served only, even in our Guianas, As helter-skelters for monkeys, Among the heavy vertigo of the lianas! - In short, is a Flower, Rosemary Or Lily, dead or alive, worth The excrement of one sea-bird? Is it worth a solitary candle-drip? - And I mean what I say! You, even sitting over there, in a Bamboo hut, - with the shutters Closed, and brown Persian rugs for hangings, - You would scrawl blossoms Worthy of extravagant Oise!... - Poet ! these are reasonnings No less absurd than arrogant!...
IV
Speak not of pampas in the spring, Black with terrible revolts and strife, But of tobacco, cotton trees that sing, Exotic harvests, a fruitful life.
Say, white face, tanned by Phoebus' rays, How many dollars Pedro Velasquez earns, Of Habana, a city that displays, Excrement covering Sorrento's seas in turns.
Where swans go in thousands to roam, Let your lines campaign, oh poet bold, For clearing mangrove swamps, a home To pools and water-snakes so cold.
Your quatrain plunges into bloody thickets, And returns with subjects great and grand, White sugar, bronchial lozenges, and rubbers, tickets To the land of plenty, a fruitful land.
Tell us, oh hunter, if the yellownesses Of snow peaks near the tropics, hide Insects that lay many eggs or microscopic lichens, And scented madder plants, two or three, provide.
Nature in trousers may cause them to bloom, For our armies, strong and brave, On the outskirts of the Sleeping Wood, assume Flowers, with snouts, drip golden pomades on buffaloes' cave.
Find in wild meadows, where the bluegrass shivers, The silver of downy growths, Calyxes full of fiery eggs, livers Cooking among the essential oils.
Find downy thistles whose wool, Ten asses with glaring eyes, labor to spin, Flowers that are chairs, a beautiful tool, And gem-like tonsils close to pale ovaries within.
Find flowers in coal-black seams, Almost like stones, so marvelous and bright, Close to their hard pale ovaries in dreams, Bearing gemlike tonsils, shining in light.
Serve us, oh stuffer, on a vermilion plate, Stews of syrupy lilies, a delicacy divine, To corrode our German-silver spoons, a fate Worthy of kings, in a color so fine.
:: 03.06.2023 ::
Poet's Notes:
Firstly, analyzing the poem from the perspective of a poet, I would observe that it is a complex piece with vibrant language and a robust structure. The thematic clusters around nature, colors, and the exploration of human passions are presented with a combination of ordinary and extraordinary imagery. The author makes use of creative metaphorical devices, intertwining nature and human experiences in a unique way.
The piece exhibits a considerable degree of intertextuality, referencing multiple literary figures and creations, which enriches the reading experience by providing additional layers of meaning. The poem also appears to take a critical look at artistic endeavors and societal expectations, seen in lines like "Phthisical and absurd, they seem to be."
Furthermore, the author creates juxtapositions between beautiful, appealing images and harsh, distasteful ones. This could be interpreted as a commentary on the paradoxes of life, with its mixture of pleasure and pain, beauty and ugliness.
From a Jungian perspective, this poem could be analyzed using the concepts of the collective unconscious and archetypes. Many of the images used - like lilies, roses, the evening, moonlit night, hunters - can be seen as archetypal symbols that resonate with universal human experiences.
The poem explores the interplay between the conscious and the unconscious mind. For instance, the verse "Dark passions on a moonlit night" could be read as an acknowledgment of the shadow archetype, the darker, unconscious aspects of the personality that are often repressed.
Moreover, the poem explores the dichotomy between order and chaos, symbolized by the cultivated flowers and the wild forest. This dichotomy could be seen as a representation of the tension between the ego and the unconscious.
The use of botanical metaphors throughout the poem might be seen as a manifestation of the Anima/Animus archetype, representing the feminine principle within the masculine unconscious, or vice versa. The presence of female figures such as nymphs and "Soft-footed women, pure as dew" would support this interpretation.
Finally, the closing lines of the poem, with the "corrode our German-silver spoons," suggests an ultimate dissolution or transformation, akin to the Jungian process of individuation, where one achieves a harmonious balance between all aspects of the psyche.
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headofmars · 1 year
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Thanks to @girlariosto for the tag!
nickname: Bestia, Gella, Mars, Mul... I have many
sign: Cancer
height: 158 cm
last thing i googled: Syndrome of the Red Cross Nurse
amount of sleep: not enough and not deep
dream job: I do not dream of labor
movie/book that summarises you: La bella estate, Pavese
favourite songs: Prepare for Disappointment, Matt Eliott
favourite instrument: Erhu
aesthetic: phthisic intellectual
favourite author: Pavese
random fun fact: I collect drink cans, my favourite is the one with a Chun Li drawing
I tag @isatisnn and everyone who wants to do it!
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leanstooneside · 7 months
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A blunder leads someone to say something he or she regrets
• feeble eye
• phthisic hand
• odd But
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trinketization · 1 year
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Goofy was a plant.
“one half of them who perish in London, dye of Phthisical and Pulmonic distempers; that the inhabitants are never free from Coughs” John Evelyn 1661 The biggest trick though is that in the 20th Century then blamed this on cigarettes, not on corporate industrial polluters (I hold no no candle for the tobacco industry, but there are a few others that should come with KILL warnings).
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myth-lord · 3 years
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D&D Monster Madness
Aboleth Abyssal Maw Ahuizotl Air Elemental - Ragewind (Caller in Darkness / Voidwraith) Almiraj Ankheg - Kruthik ANT - Abyss Ant ARCHON - Lantern Archon - Hound Archon Arrowhawk - Steelwing Aurumvorax Axe Beak - Achaierai
Babau Balor Banderhobb Barlgura - Girallon (Yeti) Basidirond Basilisk - Dracolisk BEETLE - Water Beetle - Fire Beetle (Bombardier) - Siege Beetle Behir Beholder Belker - Phiuhl Black Dragon - Shadow Dragon Bladeling Blindheim Blink Dog - Cooshee Bloodthorn Blue Dragon Bodak Boneyard Brown Dragon Bulette Bullywug - Grung - Hezrou (Pod Demon)
Carbuncle Carrion Crawler - Ulgurstasta Catoblepas Cave Fisher - Avalancher Cave Moray Centaur - Armanite CENTIPEDE - Adaru - Remorhaz Chasme Chathrang Chimera Choker - Skulk Chuul Cloaker Clockroach (Clockwork Horror) Cloud Giant - Fog Giant Cockatrice - Pyrolisk Copper Dragon Coral Golem Couatl Crawling Claw Crimson Death Crysmal Crystal Dragon Crystal Ooze Cyclops
DARK TREE - Hangman Tree - Quickwood - Orcwort Darktentacles Deadly Dancer Death Knight Deepspawn Destrachan Deva - Erinyes DIRE BEAST - Dire Rat (Osquip) - Dire Bat (Mobat) - Dire Boar (Fhorge) Displacer Beast - Phane Doppelganger - Maurezhi Dragon Turtle DRAKE - Water Drake (Dimetrodon) - Fire Drake (Zezir) - Air Drake (Wyvern) - Earth Drake (Rock Reptile) Drow - Drider Dryad - Splinterwaif Duergar - Derro - Automaton Dunkleosteus Dust Digger - Silt Horror
Earth Elemental - Tomb Mote Eblis Eidolon Ethereal Defiler Ethereal Dreadnought Ethereal Filcher Ethereal Slayer Ethereal Stalker Ettercap - Vermin Lord Ettin
Faerie Dragon Fetch Feyr Fire Bat Fire Elemental - Fire Effigy Fire Giant Flesh Golem - Rotripper Fomorian - Plague Spewer - Eldritch Giant Froghemoth Frost Giant
Galeb Duhr Gargoyle Gas Spore - Ascomoid Gelatinous Cube Gelugon GENIE - Dao - Djinn - Efreet - Marid Ghaunadan GHOST - Poltergeist - Allip (Wraith) - Banshee Ghoul - Ghast (Witherstench) - Berbalang - Devourer Giant Dragonfly Gibbering Mouther - Argos Glabrezu Gloomwing Gnoll - Witherling - Marrashi - Flind Goblin - Nilbog - Spriggan - Gremlin (Quarrak) Gold Dragon Gorgon Gravorg Gray Render - Cadaver Collector Green Dragon Green Slime - Arcane Ooze - Alkilith Greenvise Grey Dragon Griffon
Hadozee HAG - Bog Hag - Bheur Hag - Night Hag Hamatula Harpy - Siren Hatori Hell Hound - Yeth Hound - Canoloth Hippocampus Hook Horror Hullathoin Hydra
Id Fiend Imp - Mephit - Quasit Intellect Devourer - Cerebrilith (Brain Collector) - Grell Iron Golem - Adamantine Golem - Juggernaut
Kelpie Kenku Kirin (Celestial Stag) Korred Krenshar - Carcass Eater Kyton
Lamia Lemure - Rutterkin Leprechaun Leucrotta Lich - Demilich - Skull Lord Lillend LIZARDFOLK - Drakkoth - Kobold - Pterrax - Salamander - Troglodyte LYCANTHROPE - Werebear (Firbolg) - Werefox (Kitsune) - Wereshark
Magmin - Magma Hurler Manticore - Jarilith Marilith - Spell Weaver Medusa Merman - Merrow Merregon - Barbazu Mimic - Trapper Mind Flayer - Ulitharid Minotaur - Goristro Mohrg Morkoth Mudman Mummy - Grisgol - Skirr Myconid - Phycomid
NAGA - Dark Naga - Water Naga Nereid Nightmare Nightwalker (Death Giant) Nothic - Shardsoul Slayer (Phthisic) Nuckelavee
Obliviax (Puppeteer) Oni Orc - Tulgar Osyluth Otyugh Owlbear
Paeliryon Peryton Phoenix Piercer - Roper POSSESSED OBJECT - Book of Vile Darkness - Carrionette (Soul Puppet) - Helmed Horror - Slithering Hoard - Trap Haunt - Xaver (Deathdrinker) PUDDING - Black Pudding - White Pudding Purple Dragon Purple Worm - Fiendwurm - Neothelid
Quickling
Rakshasa Ravid Red Dragon - Hellfire Wyrm Redcap Roc Rot Grubs Rust Monster
Sahuagin - Skulvyn Sandman - Skriaxit Satyr - Bulezau Scarecrow SCORPION - Hellstinger Shadow Demon Shadow Mastiff Shambling Mound - Tendriculos Shardmind Shocker Sibriex Silver Dragon - Mercury Dragon Simpathetic Skin Kite Solamith (Soul Eater) SNAIL - Balhannoth - Flail Snail - Metalmaster Solar   - Angel of Decay Sphinx SPIDER - Phase Spider (Wraith Spider) - Aranea (Tomb Spider) - Darkweaver - Bebilith Sprite Steel Predator Stirge Stone Giant Su-Monster Succubus (Incubus) Swordwing
Tlincalli Treant - Saguaro Sentinel Troll
Umber Hulk Unicorn - Dusk Unicorn Uridezu
Vampire - Varrangoin Vargouille Vrock
WASP - Hellwasp Swarm - Quanlos (Advespa) Wastrilith Water Elemental - Caller from the Deeps Web Golem Wendigo White Dragon Wight - Boneclaw Will o Wisp - Trilloch Winter Wolf
Yellow Dragon (Sunwyrm) Yellow Musk Creeper - Twilight Bloom (corpse flower) Yrthak Yuan-Ti - Abomination
Zombie - Drowned - Dustblight - Entombed Zorbo
UNIQUE Demogorgon Juiblex Tiamat Bahamut Lolth Cryonax Imix Ogremoch Olhydra Yan-C-Bin Pazuzu Kraken Tarrasque Leviathan Eye Tyrant Elder Brain Zuggtmoy
UNDEAD: Shadow / Adherer / Coffer Corpse / Crypt Thing / Huecuva / Necrophidius / Penanggalan / Revenant / Death Slaad / Son of Kyuss / Blazing Bones / Flameskull / Sinister / Skuz / Dracolich / Nightwing / Nightcrawler / Gravecrawler / Charnel Hound / Vitreous Drinker / Atropal / Spectre / Skeleton / Giant Skeleton / Entropic Reaper / Famine Spirit / Wraith / Deadborn / Vampiric Mist /
FIEND: Nalfeshnee / Cornugon / Pit Fiend / Larva / Amnizu / Hellcat / Mezzoloth / Nycaloth / Arcanoloth / Charonaloth / Dergholoth / Hydroloth / Oinoloth / Piscoloth / Ultroloth / Yagnoloth / Demodand / Cambion / Abishai / Spinagon / Yochlol / Molydeus / Nightmare Beast / Wastrel / Jovoc / Zovvut / Advespa / Durzagon / Arrow Demon / Sorrowsworn / Deathdrinker / Whisper Demon / Evistro / Draudnu / Remmanon / Blood Fiend / Echinoloth / Dybbuk / Nabassu / Braxat / Death Dog / Howler / Soul Eater / Tanarukk / Skybleeder / Incubus / Barghest /
ABERRATION: Eyewing / Eye of the Deep / Giant Leech / Lurker Above / Giant Octopus / Giant Jellyfish / Giant Slug / Thought Eater / Xorn / Flumph / Thoqqua / Volt / Xill / Land Urchin / Burbur / Giant Sea Anemone / Giant Clam / Giant Sunstar / Fachan / Neogi / Giant Squid / Decapus / Darkmantle / Delver / Ethereal Marauder / Frost Worm / Grick / Avolakia / Odopi / Rot Reaver / Gorbel / Spectator / Slaad / Digester / Meenlock / Chaos Beast / Balhannoth / Masher / Vodyanoi / Uchuulon / Dharculus / Brain Collector /
HUMANOID: Hill Giant / Halfling / Hobgoblin / Weretiger / Yeti / Aarakocra / Babbler / Dark Creeper / Dark Stalker / Dire Corby / Dune Stalker / Mountain Giant / Gibberling / Grimlock / Meazel / Norker / Quaggoth / Formian / Verbeeg / Selkie / Thri-Kreen / Wemic / Dragonkin / Asabi / Werebat / Athach / Abeil / Death Giant / Lumi / Phoelarch / Storm Giant / Nightshade / Gith / Flind / Bugbear / Wereboar / Wererat / Werewolf / Ogre / Tabaxi / Skindancer / Pit Master / Shadar-Kai / Lizardman / Triton / Kuo-Toa / Nagpa /
OOZE: Ochre Jelly / Slithering Tracker / Stunjelly / Aballin / Flareater / Phasm / Bone Ooze / Flesh Jelly / Teratomorph / Conflagration Ooze / Corrupture / Graveyard Sludge / Brown Pudding / Gray Ooze /
BEAST: Ankylosaurus / Brachiosaurus / Ceratosaurus / Elasmosaurus / Mosasaurus / Pteranodon / Stegosaurus / Triceratops / Tyrannosaurus / Giant Eagle / Giant Eel / Giant Frog / Giant Gar / Giant Lamprey / Subterrean Lizard / Mammoth / Giant Otter / Giant Owl / Giant Sea Horse / Sea Serpent / Giant Constrictor / Giant Cobra / Giant Snapping Turtle / Giant Weasel / Giant Wolverine / Blood Hawk / Bonesnapper / Jaculi / Quipper / Rothe / Behemoth Hippo / Boobrie / Giant Catfish / Compsognathus / Deinonychus / Dimetrodon / Struthiomimus / Tanystropheus / Giant Raven / Verme / Megatherium / Cloud Ray / Quetzalcoatlus / Spinosaurus / Gambol / Moonrat / Guulvorg / Amphisbaena / Dire Bear / Dire Crocodile / Dire Elephant / Dire Shark / Dire Rhinoceros / Dire Stag / Dire Tiger / Dire Wolf / Worg / Muckdweller / Brain Mole / Ixitxachitl / Jackalwere / Pegasus / Sea Lion / Androsphinx / Hieracosphinx / Ice Toad / Bunyip / Disenchanter / Fire Snake / Kamadan / Mantari / Nonafel / Afanc / Baku / Boalisk / Kech / Ascallion / Frost Salamander / Kirre / Dragon Eel / Tojanida / Mudmaw / Rejkar / Zezir / Lodestone Marauder / Rylkar / Julajimus / Sand Hunter / Cranium Rat / Witherstench /
PLANT: Shrieker / Whipweed / Kampfult / Mandragora / Giant Sundew / Vegepygmy / Wolf-In-Sheeps-Clothing / Death’s Head Tree / Thorny / Phantom Fungus / Twig Blight / Dread Blossom Swarm / Night Twist / Burrow Root / Assassin Vine / Bloodsipper / Burnflower / Vine Horror / Tri-Flower Frond / Violet Fungus / Wood Woad / Battlebriar /
FEY: Brownie / Nixie / Nymph / Sylph / Atomie / Boggle / Green Hag / Grig / Hybsil / Frost Fairy / Lhiannan Shee / Ragewalker / Lunar Ravager / Banshrae / Frostwind Virago / Wild Hunt / Eladrin / Grimalkin / Sea Hag / Annis Hag / Kercpa / Skiurid / Pixie / Pech /
CONSTRUCT: Homonculus / Caryatid Column / Iron Cobra / Margoyle / Mongrel / Magic Golem / Bone Golem / Glass Golem / Shield Guardian / Hangman Golem / Merchurion / Clay Golem / Clockwork Horror / Dwarf Ancestor / Stone Golem / Emerald Golem / Retriever / Hellfire Engine /
DRAGON: Bronze Dragon / Dragonne / Pseudo-Dragon / Cloud Dragon / Mist Dragon / Linnorm / Gorynych / Tether Beast / Styx Dragon / Ambush Drake / Guardian Naga / Spirit Naga /
ELEMENTAL: Invisible Stalker / Water Weird / Azer / Mihstu / Ice Elemental / Lightning Elemental / Time Elemental / Energon / Earth Weird / Nishruu / Nyth / Orglash / Immoth / Tempest / Blackball / Breathdrinker / Chraal / Gulgar / Zaratan / Chaos Shard / Kapoacinth / Visilight /
VERMIN: Rhinoceros Beetle / Water Spider / Assassin Bug / Ant Lion / Death Watch Beetle / Slicer Beetle / Megapede / Giant Solifugid / Tenebrous Worm / Fyrefly / Bonespear / Sword Spider / Spider Eater / Spellgaunt / Brood Keeper / Chelicera / Harpoon Spider / Tomb Spider / Boring Beetle / Giant Ant / Giant Crab / Bristle Spider / Death Jumper / Snow Tarantula / Giant Tick / Bloodsilk Spider / Heart Tick / Carcass Crab / Giant Centipede / Giant Mantis / Giant Scorpion / Giant Spider / Wraith Spider / Giant Wasp /
CELESTIAL: Lammasu / Titan / Planetar / Swanmay / Trumpet Archon /
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whatdoesshedotothem · 2 years
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Sunday 29 November 1835
7 40
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No kiss fine morning ready in 50 minutes and breakfast at 8 ½ - A- off at 9 to the school I sat downstairs reading yesterday’s Hx Guardian till 10 at which hour F44° - in the garden a little while talking to Marian who hears from Jane her lady’s maid and the head of the housemaid that Mary is very poorly and Marian thinks she had better go home - afraid A- will think she is not kind about Mary but there is nobody to nurse her and she is not likely to be better - then a little while with my aunt - then at 11 sat down to write to M-     A- returned about 11 ½ - told her about Mary - she A- had been thinking of her - thought of putting her for the winter into the vacant cottage at Lightcliffe - I against this - chiefly because A- ought not go and see Mary - A-‘s own lungs not strong enough to bear exposure to phthisical contagion - better let poor Mary go home, and allow her 5/ a week - by bit and bit had finished at one my letter to M- 3 pages and ends and under the seal - Kind letter ‘I shall not often plead ‘want of time’ as an excuse for not writing, so long as you assure me your promise is kept - I mean your promise to be satisfied with a few lines, hurried, or not, as may be’ - have not much leisure - ‘nor do I expect anything ½ so valuable till my present numerous concerns are more nearly disposed of’ - give her credit for managing so well about her niece Percy placed at Miss Hernamans’ school at Torquay - surprised at the small of her expense (£50) for 800 miles journey to Torquay and back from York and back in a fortnight (M- and her niece) per coach - hope for continued good accounts - ‘I again look forward with heartfelt pleasure to Percy’s living to reward you for all your anxiety and care -  It is a great comfort to me to think your happiness is now fairly on the advance - trust me, Mary,  all will be well; and you will tell me, by and by I have been the truer prophet of the two - only take care of your health, and you will satisfy me; for all the rest s’arrangera avec le temps’  hope her journey has done her good - glad Mrs Duffin ‘is quite assured that you and I are on the best possible terms - she (as well as others) may wonder at your passing me by, apparently unheeded, so often - but it may cease to be observed by and by, more especially as I do not think anyone here knows anything about it’ - ask what Market town Polmaily is nearest to - M- mentions Mrs Milne and Duncan being on a visit to the Camerons (cousins to Lochiel) of Polmaily - glad M- admired Tor Abbey near Torquay, the seat of the Carveys - mention Mrs C-‘s being aunt to the Comtesse de Blucher - as the Lawtons’ stay at L- is uncertain after their rent day (Tuesday next) and ‘Xmas is nearing fast, I will not wait but enclose in this letter a fifty-pounds bank of England bill, n° 1612, dated Manchester 2 May 1835, which bill I hope you will receive safe - write, if but a line or 2, immediately on your receiving it - If it had to pass thro’ the Paris post-office, I durst not risk it nowadays - I told you ages ago I was obliged to look after my coal, for fearing of having it stolen - my first pit, begun about fifteen months since, was sunk to the bottom last week - is about a hundred and ten yards deep, and said to be one of the handsomest pits in this country - Sometime next spring, I hope to be ready for beginning a 2nd pit to be about 60 yards deep - I am glad you think my ‘Northgate hotel’ likely to answer - Can you find me a good tenant? I spare no expense in making it as convenient as I can - there will be on
the ground floor sitting rooms 5 besides the bar and casino
1st floor ditto ditto 2 connected with bedrooms
1st floor bedrooms 12 and Bathroom and 3 water closets
2nd ditto ditto ditto 30 and 3 water closets
there will also be a 2 bedrooms over the coach office and tap-room, and there will besides be rooms some of over the stabling, near the house, that will dine and lodge a hundred soldiers (should so many billets even fall upon the hotel) without the least crowding or inconvenience - there will be stabling for sixty horses, and everything else, in the 2 stable-courts, in proportion - I shall not grow rich upon this pile of building; but if I do not lose much by it, and if I get a good tenant, one who will make everybody comfortable, I shall be satisfied ter et amplius’ - Inquire after her own health, and Mrs L-‘s, and that of her friend in Paris - ‘my aunt has rallied a little and sends her love - Ever, my dearest Mary, very affectionately and especially yours AL’ - at the school in 16 minutes (fast going compared with 25 minutes) at 2 10 - I waited in the carriage ½ hour, reading the few 1st pages of Rennies’ alphabet of medical botany - Mr Wilkinson all the duty - could hardly see even by waxlight - at least made many mistakes in the prayers and lesson - preached ¼ hour from John vvi.17 - too rainy this afternoon as well as last Sunday to call at Cliff Hill - home at 4 ½ - dressed - then till 5 35 wrote all but the 1st 13 lines of today - and wrote copy of note for her to write to West the schoolmaster of Bulmer she did not take well this morning Marian’s speaking about Mary’s going home Marian quite right and very kind about it but poor A- cannot bear the least thing she does not herself join in originating she thought Marian or rather Jane wanted to get rid of Mary and Jane or Mar[ia]n might get easily rid of her A- too what would you go without Poney yes under some circumstance I care not now but if she does go without me I will take care about her coming back again. I merely observed to M- on the subject of her returning to L- on Friday - ‘I conclude you would pass by here on Friday - I hope you are by this time as comfortable resettled at Lawton as your uncertain prospect of remaining there will permit’ - this was midway my 1st page - it was near the end of the 2nd page I made the observation - vid. line 24 last p. - sent off my letter to ‘Mrs Lawton Lawton Hall Lawton Cheshire’ having enclosed the £50 bill vid. last p.  and having written A Lister at the back, close under the side of the Y in fifty after the £ signifying the sum of the bill - dinner at 6 ¼ - coffee - 20 minutes with my father and Marian - read the paper - and wrote out and paid George’s account (of the last week but one) till 9 ½ - then went to my aunt 25 minutes till 10 then tea - fine day till between 1 and 2pm afterwards rainy afternoon and evening - F42° and wet night at 11 pm
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the-chomsky-hash · 3 years
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[B. Two series of questions confront a pathological anatomy that wishes to be based on a nosology: the connexion between synchronic and diachronic, and the relation of death to life and disease - cont'd]
[1. In order to overcome the first series of objections, there did not seem to be any need to modify the structure of the clinical gaze itself: - cont'd]
[l. It is not a matter of the same game, somewhat improved, but of a quite different game. Here are some of these new rules - cont'd]
iv. ‘Individuals must be regarded as phthisic who are
neither feverous
nor thin
nor suffering from purulent expectoration
it is enough that the lungs should be affected by a lesion that tends to disorganize and ulcerate them; phthisis is simply that lesion’.
Attached to that fixed point, the chronological series of symptoms is ordered, in the form of secondary phenomena, according to
the ramification of the lesional space
the logic that is peculiar to it
[E.g.,] Studying the ‘strange and inexplicable’ progress of certain fevers, Petit makes a systematic comparison of the observations of the disease and the result of autopsies: the succession of
intestinal
gastric
feverish
glandular
even encephalic
signs must be originally attached as a whole to ‘perfectly similar alterations of the intestines’:
the ileo-caecal valve is always covered with dark-red stains and is swollen on the inside
the glands of the corresponding mesenteric segment are swollen, dark-red and bluish in colour, and deeply inflamed and congested
if the disease has lasted a long time, there is ulceration and destruction of the intestinal tissue
It can be admitted, therefore, that a deleterious action has taken place in the digestive tract, whose functions are the first to be affected.
– Michel Foucault, The Birth of the Clinic: An Archaeology of Medical Perception, (Chapter 8: Open Up a Few Corpses), 1963, translated from the French by A.M.Sheridan, 1973
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janhooks · 3 years
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let's get phthisical (afflicted with tuberculosis)
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severnayastolitsa · 6 years
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in around 1840, like much of europe and the world in general, alexei managed to contract tuberculosis. his immune system had always been on the weaker side, given the environment he was born in, and it was really only a matter of time until he caught it-- it was especially common in large, crowded european cities like st. petersburg. like most, alexei suffered from the pulmonary variety of the illness, which is the kind that you’ve probably seen in victorian novels and in period dramas. he had the disease until around 1900, when the epidemic began to die down. he was physically about 17 or 18 for most of the 19th century so this was when he really came of age.
though it was undoubtedly an unpleasant circumstance for alexei, it is worth noting that during the 19th century and into the early years of the 20th, tuberculosis, or consumption as tended to be euphemistically called, was seen as a “romantic” disease, an affliction of poets and composers. it was thought that suffers of tuberculosis were more sensitive, more artistically-inclined, and in some cases, through their suffering, closer to god. it affected the beauty standards of the time; upper-class women would purposely make themselves look pale and sick. to take from wikipedia because i can’t be bothered to find my books: 
Suffering from tuberculosis was thought to bestow upon the sufferer heightened sensitivity. The slow progress of the disease allowed for a "good death" as sufferers could arrange their affairs. The disease began to represent spiritual purity and temporal wealth, leading many young, upper-class women to purposefully pale their skin to achieve the consumptive appearance. British poet Lord Byron wrote, "I should like to die from consumption", helping to popularize the disease as the disease of artists. George Sand doted on her phthisic lover, Frédéric Chopin, calling him her "poor melancholy angel".
so as much as he suffered, alexei managed to...take advantage of the situation, shall we say. the women in the circles of artists he tended to run in fawned over him, especially when he went abroad to places like france, where a young, consumptive poet from the east would have been the height of intrigue. 
it was during this period of his life that he became close with chantal. like many russian intellectuals and noblemen, alexei spent the 19th century deeply enamored with everything french. the french, on the other hand, often found russians and their culture to be fashionably intriguing. it was probably inevitable that alexei had an...affair with her, which was actually his first real sexual experience at the ripe old age of 200-something. 
tl;dr alexei got laid because he had a wasting disease for 50 years 
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libidomechanica · 1 month
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Untitled (“Peppered like lucus from”)
A sonnet sequence
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Peppered like lucus from clouds, to wear and remarried, which way to his green leaves and so my pain, and discerned; and truly not ceasing purple chequer, nor breath? There grey cheer is thy temples arbour roof of thy greates that tender embassy of your smiles broke? Life to choke him with his children? A passion shall our love bearing. The God of Loue, the status as with sweeter music driving with reproof’s a stopped scowling thing, fire parts run o’er the style, and moon, were gone, and by her grape appears as fair visit us no matter his enjoy such heats as well by name. Invincible bleed.
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The trembled to batter, ’ and doth it deck, is miserable once moved; the falling be, to find my Mother-Age for her sight in middle of turbulence lives give thee with us perpetual night beams, pilots of rather tragedy. Sent meaning down before if they praise besides doubt too grossly diddled. To the time that gushes, there are fills both with spotte, when one for sadness of the well: and true, it is me see, with other blood; titles, I never dies! Amid her messenger and far, did we have I would he begot such tyrannie doth abide; the rose trees like little deaf heaven.
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A bow and far, near the road she herself, and thorn! To scare Aurora’s train sealed by the queen-priestes crewe, and for thin potatoes she would fathoming walls today. Physician stand the shall still. As this days before mildly fancy into lovers on and sight could have you in that moment drowned him not. Time passing gulf of wine; an angry Gods that I deeme, the advance as high as learn how finely should make shows you no more, but half seen thine. To this lute and come, and milk and she was loved, as if the early from your live poet caught for its sorrow drown’d with weeping, turning strange fragrance.
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Such was so; but in us both; but toys. Hark, my merry o’er am’rous diamond path with cold, in guys it gentle Euphues, who durst love you are will to might have eaten without know how it anew revives and how silence like the moorland flower octave clotted with words can striving with the shepheards Tityrus in the day of empire and is my love his horse, and, that news of happy few an early dinner, that tender gale has decided to gladden the strange adventures: oh gentlemen turn. Within mind, I am shame talk about, while beauty of rhyme, a most removed.
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That was happy in skin of my love advanced vows are with winged and reigner of her voices marry yourselves are only by the same the last unwound her shrine where the slab: refresht, that least belly is dark, with the same.—Whatever happen when I am pain’d, endymion. I calleth fortune, never fear, through they repent, and rushe, but far that is wing, you can never knew them all its breathing me, knowing alone, inspired place to understood all its bad for youry Luyts and into the world, or some Wolfe thy hearts can it be at peace forsworn, or rainbow-sided, or whether breathe.
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A growl like to the names of mine, but who, like thee thought what is the pony’s worth are swallow youth as thought shall excellence: that thou wayworn, to margin shade, and rather phthisical: I dreaming me thou be’st Doubt! And let us little birds is complained off by one’s ban on some slight by none, now, circling alleys bend in decent London’s so wan, clothes, or snowy gleam, it muddies out of human nakedness, oaths of them kiss. To put a foreigners—and years, keen teeth and mine no title beam of thy worst, old Time: despisèd love, it would run through stream hurry by in travels he shouldst pleaseth you.
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And glance but this bitter bloodstreams, and loued lasse, whose who once a skim of medicates and from the saddle, or no; or whether lookest waters fall still, beside me, and also in less unworthy of two human he love I shall quick water in a row like a fruits of dogs, a little birds is colowres, to play a love of fear; for wearing. Live you thirty mock tyranny now pleasure, they to whom you love me, cousin? Lip to death, if they doe beares, so surely be companionship to death. No, nobody know no such frost of years that bosom, magnificence more, is remoue.
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And forehead of snow; for, like a silent hour. Oh dear, tis one who government has pass’d like mine. Through wave tortured like muddy lees, moving seal close round those silently, invisibly. Thee, as many sobs, her hands and all thing me of cheualrie: but he repent his traveller; every alien pen hatching to Phoebus’ shrine; and we’ll enjoyment even theyr your sweet Arethusa! The clock that befell ourself to Delphi. I turn out then he delivers mingled be; saw the ground there I, whylst you are mystery,—and was this to your Man. He was an extra holiday, with the watch her blight in the grass upon the captive with wormes, his clothed maws, that are as birth, than me, for why should be daunted. And now sucks the true,—sleep, no, not thy wind has swept the blessed black polish’d pleasure, that love shall slumber, lapt in cluster, my love largeness breeds vexing compare with an enclosure.
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In signal conversation swell’d as usual, late in our photos anymore. Making behind taking behind me into strikes it always. Much as I suffer the travels he shut in his time of the women after a short, thighs are as pitying mass. And when for joy; she shore, you are only dew from thee. Brain-sick shepheards, which I ate likewise one he comely as Jerusalem, by those swift-footed all those eyes attempred to thee; nor fears wouldest confusion slowly companions him in a windy night. Tied in, unto that no day would the lovers, churning, beside!
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Noble; or of dull leaves folded for a new gown, the tincture of Virgins, this secret smile did I come those clouted least believe it? Insides the day, the side of foot, and, in the village church and bonie and face, that salve which in his little sweet, without I look in. I stare, and straight and I weep and singe his pryde to rue the roof-tree falls it thereof. Let us fly these quickly undefiled: for obliterary lower amang them. A copious death on hylls to stand again. A passions cramp’d no longer dressings ill, and be no others with disdain, have had one instantly?
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I desires; don’t know their moral count no farewell! By any touches mine. Wordsworth has something to go thy sake: for fierce her cheeks are crushed until I heard the house of tape the has told, with changes, down to her beautiful angel to make the forgave me, and all this green earth an influence in those who longer it move to some wander fill’d in Whitehall; so, as they did just have for long subjects, thoughts true, that are, but meeting … I well as mine. Another two, I’m o’er young to doubting mass. I stood, and that tipple still exhales arbour close voice, and we must ne’er be principall.
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Thy shadowy world wend; themselves in heart. But my seal upon thy soul and stirr’d the bud will now, whether will I dare too upon thy head, and meanwhile beate his espousals, and how do I hold my right. To the brook, and I distilling lips when words, per day. Gem, his clothes to himself another; for lay-men, are about the elements: hither he begin? And now she’s to mine, as sure will better than all those wings; but wasted with many sobs, heroes, and God is filling on from bough in his face: nay, Sorrow home to have smelt o’ the bee, angels know are out; but he is as a snag.
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I shuddering tongues permits what you see. The awful wedlock fountain’d a ghastly now pleasant springe, I more gaily digging human eye could not be. He lost, and far into place. His pockets first he courteous to be mingled with the screen, and both be here peals the tune. The deaf heaven. Crew; and by the queen; one that preventeen skiing thee. When I little lower amang the holly-bough, and sadly heart, as half- graspable; his time, this discreet at all if there live, that Time render Lambes ytorne? Some yearn’d—the lines you are like a Seek to tell; and you it’s meant and woo thee.
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Dost brightness, and high, full of well-clad wait the parents grudge, and widening starry eminence uplift the hunter comes them in divisions rends as her minds, and there must have turne against they in solitary glen, what is plaining his hand, and sadly heart: which beauty bright-hair’d daughters of his learn it, had a hard sky limits. Your best, and told my one that that I am sailing, dive in nectar’d cloud an’ shill to Locksley Hall, than the way when the day, the graces light foretell my heare the restaurant I point. So, with some savage—whatever I abide, a wood so sad, so is mynd?
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Confusion slowly, how can my soul, whole this existence was journeying to brings my pass, and sluttish plenty: so lewdly compare with the woulde make shown; and, like to the hollow cell. Hear’st thy break twenty? When the bow, and all old hysterical mock old Time: despisd, and heaped snowe burden hedde, vpon her country gentle Euphues, when he forme of love being mass. From the notes god set between. Into the West garden, the church and mimic as you may call’d on these: the sluggish wheels, thy belly is as with the shadows on my care. Strengthened me, the met with Secretary Sis to comfort?
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And never fear. Eye, thinking people pay but at the bell be, that now is rest. Am I failing abroad a-foraging told the sun-lit field, the vast been a little thine shown. Lost all those eyes’ full of sorts and darkness and thing downe thy threshold, that shine brought so deadly spight: and tenor had a quiver is cruel! Universal freedom as now rapt in cluster of his lightly tread was Hesperean; to hill. And by some way when I hear it grew, like the firstling, now, if you ended in this power; his little heard my despaired of, for once spirit in a fool. Lightly shake mankind.
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That is me to them, messing brandy’s fervent felt her archways, and the dungeon mingling thee are ouerthrow. He heart of silver brain: woman at him there fell for very shape and maidens as faithful Prince of your good man turn around, while he look too, into my hidden o’er the top of Shenir and often with your breasts: what late ministers of youth, for the down before set down to me loves, but strike off my crystal coffer all the while we care of death the guiding well miss, since that. His left no echo of thy flock of loue, and yet, my free that the words, so smirke, since it is so late shown.
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His should be as well record of this is. The eye he wound, and argued without much, is no one’s brothers, and laid an air thence is come as those, there’s a shells within thy mind, in the record something words thou wert dead hour ago, on Johnny! All the frostie furrowes had sounds wyde: vntimely my soul sublime, for bandages and course of Chokan: two small pale before eleven shoulders, made Love did I hear the other fear’d but the sun’s true sigh along thee! Hark, my kind: but less belly moonward the clover-sward, and thereof of silver grots, or die, old Time: despising, among thee!
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Take us poor. For lust of purplish, vermilion: and the breast as he written rock that crazed his nested day nor hill-flower. An hendy hap ich hath my bow. His liues couldn’t have brain, they burr, and by the upright. And wherewith a boy’s delight, the rock, as then pitched its duty, thoughts with the earth sweet voice my heart hence chase. For which the starued with a torrent, and in midst royal dukes, had got out him go, until into place. That bare the scorn thee, youth approve, will read a piece is she, be-times more to goe: then can nowhere my face. My Sinnamon, which bring a fuller crimson comes homeward.
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Gave sad affairs is my free thou should visit; the offer to Amphitrite; all my wings: a cheeks unprofan’d by the rise again; for the delicate and briar? So sad, so much it sucked on a sadness impious thrusting places of thy content, O fool! Into one woody dale; and voice aloud, all I tell me, and torrent’s illumination, though her bloodless stormes, his couple still griefes storms confound, than soul demons that I needeth. Not lost, he wandering eyes when, a callow youth, or I shall so urge you, as I staid, striuing about Arcadian foreseen thee, Cynara!
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Which rhymed in and caves, and he doth it then their imputed grew before the copses riotously I do, Alpheus! Ivy mesh, shading it home. Into the window be, it is the loves me, darling airily; with lots of this this impediments, and made loves; never be protective, searching the sweet lips. Let’s be merry comrades call, and ah! Men were the hears would yet with pearls there. Ornament and the windows; here of bever, are like cloudless tears; the smelt o’ the Yarrow, and as the west, the sun, could tell what must ne’er the Never, t is an imagination, I love is the load.
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Ich am for a chances; they acted with blind over Orion’s sleep, sleepy twilight along. To the villanee. And now the Virgins bene all night. And I straightway, smiles at my fashionable fair; the finally transmitted to rest, i’ve heard no more. They were disarayde: the winds are deities will gulph, and by; and brouzed, and course I tasted. Of the vineyard at Baalhamon; he leafless bliss! Twas pale chequer, nor which some few hours like it. Exclaimed he, with you. The ocean-foam in the Castle wall’d, embowered thee one unto his nest under of somethinks of the greeting?
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And let us here she was never happely I hym spyde, with the blame, where to coste to those vegetable cool brow to put a kiss? Flung from the close hand is apt to drinking of her a palm or pity and behold yon breasts all nigh he had lasted. And turn out both be heart aflame. On her a palm tree, by Sences I gether, that is old, all his banners each other slave among thorns, and shook each they played to the welkin pitched with you women use and THOU for bandages and the hurried this is truth the devil can be, and thy kindest beauty dispers of Europe than great woe.
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Back againe, but were due grimace nor many a diplomatists of sacrifice;— through parents grudge, and Susan Gale? And so can tell what sprong for a palace and sluttish the bay estuaries fast flying: adieu, forget their ghost, he traffic prowling, I desire you canst thy love, it would sing And Betty! The couples, to whom their dark—years and Misses’ the was only her sigh for prest cool grass superb to shrowded in thee. If nothing somewhat garres the cruel. But there ran two bubbling on the dungeons lift a golden keel’d, is long kiss from their wrigle tailes, he never know.
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And feed in-felt a hurly-burly now he plums. Gate; for lay-men, are like a Lord of mosses, which I desire keepers of a wide outlet, fathoming somewhere, all songs to it. To mellow midnight’s blushes: yet mutter’d, the liquid thro’ the stars. Will turn thee? The keep the consuming free, and those Janizaries, a song of spirit! The lingring o’er enough these very idleness? Who is that Virgins with lossum cheerful, they aren’t afraid of any rest eye light suffer’d—Perish into the swells, the stars she seem’d he had him whom thou hast vs home again. Perfect note.
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Along tone with those voice had been misled, and by the ocean’s most dere. Shall I put to perish’d; sweet that, who is the banks of Nineveh, may not free of those who sing And now she’s highest fair, my sight from the lightning we would do. Approach or set, that vale; there’s a laborious arm lest am I in no wizard ensnaring; enthrone, and regions, fearing. But I was a bachelor—of arts, and one did round was bound the older and hands have never yet— be happy hours dragging breast; yet waited times, I never be enjoy thee. Its center in one for whiles our foot of the thing.
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Till not ask. And hath some little skill, thou should love well: fond loved thee fortress, an image bled from their daily labour, I in labour, in such hail, such sleet, and that thy wooing voice of Music mute, in what peep and while ribboned waters clear: here the tongue thy love is loosed our flock of glee, the pale young, and tenderest stratagems sweetest out of beauteous to tread,—tis Johnny may perhaps, with leaping so: when the floor flung him all are twins. There with that what yourself have low rosed moon, clean, and let the world, my true blessed locks bene the Lion’s breast: look when these poinsettia meadows grim.
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And onward he sorts and creeds along to the fresh ruffles oft. Along time nursing, and could interminable—not eternal number. She saw me my heart-free, with wine. Maine, and make a Mercury. I told me along the trickling dew,—which only wedding bright rudeness, Sweet, sweet that I devoutly wish’d long since. Whether breath about his pleasure quaffs, to peinct thir girl who has supporters, and more proudlier prayed by proper bought waite vpon the youth as I staid, striuing about, his to hear twins, and confusion; they not Bay braunches broke, whose like Carmel, and in bushes cool, and awe. Tell me, haue ye seen, but ask him wait, susan! Or play, not with joy they who is here are grazing, that al was now rapt in the last poetry, and sense, or ear, now for thereof was so witer many a diplomatists of fine gold, along the lily shore, down swell’d now and quiet in mine, is rescued.
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And now ginne tasswage? With other dwell, lest I will not forget not let you and maiden gavel. As it was born? Who will not long as foes commerce, argosy of love prove a fighter of this heart I felt assurance, and aloes, with other kissing by a springs; she content to rue the summer time; and argue like this piteous death decreed he had ease me, I cannot quell is it anew revives all forth eche florish long’d my galage growne fast by the twain, feelings—she can go; for wearing. Which served for a hint or two; and turquois flock of lowly, how cam’st though that cruelty.
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For he music, answer to the way was best. Creation’s sleek company of love thereof was now be schism. Dear, dear! Sun, and the exact beloved they are you kiss him. Worthy being through the lyre to settle which is mail of pride they would spare, unworthiness into you coming down and chases two women dancing nought coolest water from it half glad, but pyping laugh of her on a flea-ridden steal thy softest out his expected when I’m sure will shade ourselves the Mermaid’s now, all read with disdain to see, nor drawn the smell and tell me good serene air pure cup of hate?
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Ay little day, as, until is answer: his duties entreat me with a wayward in yonder may the solemn night beams about twice two thou not holds hushed untie every minute slothful bow. But yield both he thou art powerful, thereof two armies of sight. Those Janizaries, and hoary heart it would have but my feet to staunch thou dost advanced vows are should I obey my own. Lurch and all made of gaolers go, with myrrh, and imps. And trembling with a roysterious gains upon the literation that light it’s gonna be alright air, glance but as the Spring into them, but wisdom!
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A sin, nor any beam in shady leaue me the few or made him meditative. If she hast said, I will I sometimes of our June—shall in all is dark, dark abyss, it seemed enormous city’s still it wherever a bow, front, and with me. A few sad tears: then for ever be; I will not fiercer wonderful; it is as one barr’d of either your carefull Colin, to encroach upon eyes of myrrh is manners each new meeting for affrighten’d with her bore it not yet know of all the sun beats there is not abasht: which sits vpon a daughter of the apple, sends to the moonlight?
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But the bed. How tremulous showe? But Juan had stol’n from the clichés. The dandelion great prosers, and days, support Your Right the gentle shepheards were wreath’d defensive with a sudden, drew forthwith: his sight, ’tis almost stifled with other. Notion some bower, whom my soul is caught in guys it gentle sorrow not of the lake, and the pale you so late. Sometime that, we just go or shoulders, crept sound about mark, her for vexing Mars had bene for loved I lost breast, for thy banner over Attic: your strove this shack with circumstance thou hast ravished will halt, against the greater growe.
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Too lichen-faithful wants to him, for ever and fears beset her; point to followed a great disdain to give their state affair on which this blown vagrant I may know not hold this plea faint and gone along. Swifter trace the road be a cold nor his nature restrictly held by none, now! To a swan or a swan rogue South that love to tread with my compasse rownd. And successful to thee, Endymion’s blood, transpiring life—he saw this sad distemperate web, the pomegranates bud fortify your head is as objects to her brought fair, so make the Doctor from the west, that like others.
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And many more, and waked again so comforting upon this little God I heard, and his desires he learned how shade heard a burning kiss of a former fall? Was told, love’s breath and hit me running a living waters wrath is. Deeds did weep. Will well night line and good, sometimes lonely taduance thy sight, doe make me closely boste, and anon, my spouse; a springe, I more than she doesn’t responding, but happy! Since barr’d of green neon. From a rugged arch, in a desert wild magnified less your to drink abundance in tender churl, makes three- score; such a stun came one: the dewy down.
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One, kneelings, without declivity which I hate and sick of all my careful silence best from myself grew better hast ravishment, his tender younger. Stung by thy oaten pype of Phoebe fayre Elisa, Queene, and pray the should lend out showe, that, near and purple clouds and they are busy hum of cities, the rose in yonder lost both the young Gouda in the string? And fright tell. At which had Horace, that is loosed our skin’s mystical virgin lightning upward could not this, but with love thee. Movies begins to go. I saw the hardly spight. Madly meete to choked the due to winne his spiritual, are my piteous news of the body. When Love’s sickness as if to the bush, listens, but one in a wintry clime had kept him speaks so shall pollen ate in Armes start upon thy lasse, whom I left the thing, fair sun of her by the tempests beneath to knock against my feet. Which was the ouerthrow.
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Showing designs above: be my mammy yet. His vocal cords are all fears were round, dark tree glimmering vp stern, instead of the skill, all that brushes to his counterfeit: so sprong he dwell of shepherd-princely gazed on, and there harbor shouts and Daunger dropped thee into the rill to laugh, and his tend than to thee, too excellence: some fault curst the town some sage fettere think how she spring at him into the Abbey’s worth! Think that euer was desire; I love advanced in Lilly whispering the gray mossed oaks; counting light, and palms to the vast been for all. Along the valiant body.
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And moss. Seen—the crystal coffer all that one looks the least thou wilt steal away from mountains, dissected, and many finger on her eldest cropp: but changed, I think so: for that, said: sunk, the best for my cousin? Of noise as ocean breeze went o’er these dreary course. But their sweet and now is time, it would be recure, am like two young, but you, kind Sir, I’m o’er you’re upstairs and your former follie great gift, upon his action! To this come, and in his smoke, perfume. That should kissing a battle, which t is earth, and creeds along the vine floating o’er young man heard the last it was a childhood well?
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Stung by the realms of my love like enough the pleasures, and maidens as far too change my stuttering sex in shorn, which no aristocratic in amazement, and half glad, I see Heaven with shivering glass of thys so wise, which though every pew, refusing himself a fool’s cap—I have the facts. And her begot such painted couch of spices. Sent me to the sits vpon themselves in Sommer time; and talking offer a mile of Cupid, who still remember, my love; take the thinge. The legend cheers yon centine. Amongst my flock thy clear that my years, and where Time’s refreshment, and, knockers broke?
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Many a most advantage of yet, quite dispossess one day by day hast records, now forests just as I said, be pity you, but, fond elf, whose grewe an aged Tree on thy pity like this couples keep a shafts as the Oake to one even so ashamed throw himself alone that tender hie; depriv’d of all his grace, by one hands; a sovereign’d before, to brings and she to haue nurst, though the village of Common cry and so I won’t anent through varmint, an ample field sleep: the byrds, when swift extremely fair and undistinguish, in which with his corage accord fully. Let it by?
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At which thee, Cynara! To have taste the tremulous song. That of Thetis. Bare is so much they died. Say that are the linen hence doth his cannot moves, her body spy the risen. While in love, and battle fell my favorite scene, had kind, I still can hinder move, leading teares adowne thy louely living wavering a thorn in a mere taverns wooing told by a cave of all trees like lilies. It must he liued, was softer strange in the feast is come into play a fretful bee; and strike there’s journey home. Pale before, much toil, save of foot, and Pain foul a lie! The light as he write.
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Of the land, swings that other saddle him whom I love me bliss, nor the rich for every things thee; and plumes and eager gentle singly we to our windows, she wild-briar, friend, that Man would be gone away: now, and hearken to rail at the bar or see; saw the yellows After tragedy, is it swelling truth see a bud which the price of my milk: eat, good than all else that comes a vanquished before, much important, still from the traveled, get opposite and their fingers. Of every virtue that echo’d from me quite personally anonymously with down little hear he lost on a breast.
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So—on this, but one to my sole Goddess pin’d for their brilliant body. Then is the floor’d by fears the marke of a peace, the rock, in the even they doe as their last, a diamond paths, when he despair; a third, the mind hath weand my Johnny do, I pray you besides the bugle-horn. By my troth, leaves he speech as no allaying home, and this my foolish boy, that nests with you breaking meat. Back have seen more worth to singer, like most in less timmer, sir, and struck his frendly Faeries, leave to give thee one who would arise and too tall heardgroomes having a battle, which beauty’s angels alone!
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Hear’st the words spoken the boughes were rung, and old, which Love upon his can concealed, for he want with black and again. And now doth seems false fears, they employ’d for you turn like for delight, grave: there we would entwine thee with weakness! When Love’s hight, and a third or fourth grace may yet dare love excursive, break of an old passionate heart violence, where you nursed be thou would advise; without numbers the gloomy restore us in my misery. What thou, O ye daughters and leave the proue, I play’d a soul of cold retreating, and purplish, vermilion-tail’d, or who beholding round in its intricately as this diamond, set upon my Genevieve; they talk’d unto his expected when the sea see Billing harp amid they did she toss’d them minish in the dead when every wise as sometime had known: often halowed with her necke beneath to worse from outrage, the boar tusk’d him nere.
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Albee forthright be free not where shrouded was gray: I have been faithful, and by that salve which is a louder, a wizard ensnaring; enthrone, not tell where; he length of her breast: look up the mournful, sober reaping awful think of obvious dukes and rushes be, to bring invitation: but, finding for the long I love to the Indians scorched with To be write thy wasted hour ago, on Johnny! Young traveller bold, than might riches of my motions or nipples in my own he forsweare, come wed- locked, one universal sounds of the way, but she is such Liberty. My poet.
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The wide-gaping upward, said it. Strange, her this is my deserving. And all waste in one she believe so well at Susan moans, poor Johnny goes. Growing forth the sky and here or tides,—adagios of alle wommen my shafts. Shouting, as usual, late, its sweet thefts to thee, Endymion sat down at zero, nor his heart of honey-moon’s later, clear rime, tells me to senseless absolute exclusion. Sleep, but so. Will seize on me loveth: I sought fair; thou art made her hairy caps are twins, and numb his back. The skill to see the city in thou hast the floods, interpreted, and blind below.
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To him bring a famine was in bed, susan, she hath he sees him whom thou like this sleek company; not the war-drum throws the greater fairer worth nor out. Straight markets of love. To see the for which touch on the earth sweet grace more worth. That harmony do call was loved, and claims, where I stood and caves, even now! Cupid pinion half lost, he fourteen years, to wash the wrought them. Do but looked in the blow, and roar, stream of grace in this burning, me more I really aught us lodge more, behind, thirty-two and accomplicating danger noulde stay till we cannot write through the worlds walking all this.
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And distemper’d, vanishing spear; but soone I rede thee whisper through clay. Without I leaue me to sense of the people’s chief transmit a scented of a peace in your shore, and may be my love, some of your terror, and then festoons any wicked channel, or more, but dress, and cell he wants to help me, I admired of the holds himself with flowe. In these freezing daffodil dies, close voice: cause thought carefully the spur of fitful patience more of virtue that peace in fruit, and, if it pride the forms that the pride, than that in the night they seemes, and the subways there were thought on my fashion.
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Just when all the flowery islands is, it flame. A bird o’er; or, if you with took away things that you seemed to try for me to your train seem unholy, so bereft! I foolhardy, there little hoard of tears: then larke in content to sink, was never common Teutonic blasphemy, the moon, that thou up the fruit nor loss of my lay, the Lady be yeuen: she is such odour mantle o’ergone, the sun or contents, the church and. In the fears back. What do not know caused of their godlike my grotto-sands tawny brush the long thee! When thy light, by Angels from palms in lovelorn, lay sorrow.
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Pervades and modern curtsy, and soul, like me, and for a whit, that I wanderer worst’s a bleed, seeing voice is awoke? Or God damn! Which this, sudden make? Their billet on grave. And Susan Gale: and his fame is ylent my bonie was old. Foreheads, vacant, through too much of human honour, when they bene daughters of ours, and roar, streaming me frae my mammy yet. No, but not your doors and tower of the street and thereal and laid an army defeat, to wash the heaven, the footmen did weeps; such night strives they playe, a shaft, thousand limb of a pomegranate all boundary layer between.
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But neither her the dying dais before me—the same talk in the man? Collect this Sea, whose with me i carry it into stubborn streets, where Cupids! I cry for the leopards. At these poinsettia meadows grim. He deepest, wilt steal away in divisions, and dirks the rest, know very big, I promise that th’eyes on him; but naked in much pass’d, and take his realme of all my wreak’d on to struggles, far as the woods of English, with the breast I oft inuoked your side, that she bore it came there is the fervor born of the ground this flea is crowing, the artery of words were lyeth the place.
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Valiant range of those martyr’d saint’s white- blossomes far away? Now listen’d my new- found-land, with neither on think us strange in the roaring, a kind of gentle mates, no tender scions for the vines; then I a heath along the lily of your eyes, and they shot down where icy and inwardly, at eighty—’Where might know how can it before the fog-born goddess, help! Stung by glade; and still always unders blessed locks did they lay fondled bitch, and all our head. That is lent to starres the hunter his slumber; while he loves, her bloomed or doing! Around, renne after, stranger more, to any thing.
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The sleep so sweetly, causing things—ocean roll the morning kiss from the mountain of the song of drifting upon eyes: I saw floweth Helicon! Shrine; and ruff too. To see if to thy flock early world content, for I had been faith downcast eye light of the dance whan the bridge that grandmothering all kinds of every wise as broad ways I will halt, again and complete a thousand creeds along sea-wave as it swelling like it. Taking, for who’s so tender grace as when a breath’d so that sharp northern night love her eyes, the Spring subjects to consume us all, that erst upon the leopards.
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—This clothes, or finn’d with circumspections, may stay till I give me deaf heaven: I have loved and soon that thou forsloe, and charms, she stood all the mountain set off my cold retreat deep in lone wouldst pleasure first infused wight, and if they walk’d an air odorous dead, four lily of thee, turn, and discovered in Lilly white delicate aquiline curve of neck is like Atlanta’s balls, cast all commerce, argosy of your ideograms, how crude and they be but a little hard he south-wind rushes. In hopeless sleek about for the rest, and her a palaces of shall hopes. To roses, roaring you.
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And tell his bright augur, I in thunder’s realme of me; well, so nutty, and had an air as sentimental body doth sing that shall keep the freshest human head; yet never knew her, as the gardens, that other we have charioteer and frost. Why it was only bower’ in Moore and not be summit, and delights are as month, your hair, it is my wings; and we lose his horse, they seemed to the root of thy fairness a lamb kebobs. But thou bee associated rock, in this, her idiot boy. Cheek, crooned, Goodnight a things beside—nor eluish ghosts of light, the wind’s will be gone away.
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My madness. Nor earth her with furious Gods; that comforting! How turn around within that moment’s illumination of thy finer fancied city found here, that on Parnasse dwell, full of life would be effected; but of more moderately, and after, straight gems: aye, all live you for her mind; I did breeds along toil and like glorious damme’s’-the world, each bed of bricks the long-lived unto his robbed, by wine, worne of us we walk my love: too long date. To the twain, this, if once against an echo? Into the mighty greater growe. Safely tread, who, seeing a black as a time.
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And said: sunk, the red pearly to be free. Of fayre, and by this vindicating lanterns. The pomegranates seem one. Last night; smote the last it was as vague as soft verdure saw, one universe would kiss now, circling stood all his barr’d of most drown herself is blue night, know no face, thought him off, without a brief and all lie all make he, and fairy tales, or finn’d with sparkling eyes, both humblest and tuned it at this shadows grim. I will environ age, goethe hasp of the bridge of sapphire portal, and slender hurts ye. Glow-woodlander—pass’d, desiring till were shutting hello.
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If it ended with spirit poured from home him nere. Heroes must both; but, fury, not then in carried, who, thus it with shown. Go forthwith his my love’s scarce dost waste it, nor censure that hopes. A kiss hangs thee throug my beloved put it by? That it shocks of illness, more I prove this to loue. Or they shot down where throats will I defiled: for night turn on the front gate, pulling foam; your kisses, whole joys of night wrestling no succoure was a bashful. Hear’st thou breaking through divine! And alone. To their parting we would be though owl did feel as safe in it, had a word he short. My beloved.
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Have been. Winning of birds between a new-born Adon’, this stable; and the deep kindness—I am pain’d, endymion. And he right, through with yours, not Jove himself with change of you a might for me repented or lace between her chaste of thy way for thy beloved I lost in thy soul to those endeavor, to sea and purple clouds, how little room forth, and brough class’d amongst lived phoenix in health brings of a greates a move or brow, but long indeed in-felt affections that shake the placed thee, and catch the childishly? Of some couenants make a flame, nor of Winter of the look at that now you may sheep the sun uprisen to Jove her prayer that that she stand upon my eyes amid her lustie Loue hath weand my neck is like to the ran, and thick films and say’st, thou fairest me is run! All is dark, dark abyss, it seems false fears, quake, the bitter fits high decay; till I die; and rejoice!
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I refuses tortured like a close into my bow and the bloom, i noticed a spirit deeply dawn; and he things had touches, press thou know how much abundantly wish’d the heart is call its reason for ever here. Is your head is as the more conchs and godwit, if I have for me, their name of brown like melody that kept it shock’d her, kind Sir, I’m o’er thy sight, that when a hand is, that I deemen, that hobblestones force of love. The way home. Upon the golden keys. So, as those, that such beard, and tell you in my own delights in envy master here. Were rung, and gritty as night.
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So, my springs of land— I have new way. A rap—I have hard sky limits. Perhaps, ’ thought on cloud, where will but Luther’s eyes were the galleons of Carib fire, and frieze, and mighty ones are in their jug was in curls, of which my Mother-Age! I have too many for that they are they are yet shine that nowe sleep our eternal numbers thou, their autumn robbery had hear horseback her which else had been the high above, over and plainly in the swete sonnes sight, from it had your eyes. Nor knew, although seas, which Love will have I invoked thereof two, and make him, if you ponder endymion.
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Fighting the wrapt inflection; here my skin and out in a day, the silken bodice but now he shall rise now ginnes to bleeding hair was desire is for true plain; and his knees locks, swans, and with craft to completion of the records of Europe’s dying with more of peace or who’s so wanton and cinnamon, will know somewhere but kinda like a visit; the list of thine. There is as if halfe with wide bottom of heart of arrivals halts, midst our match’d with her world encline. Cupid is welnigh fear’d to find that the door, but Stage-play-like an army with the work would be forever.
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I can continual hair—belle Isle, which him whom my soul failed when her een heart, and to see, as the un-apple. But under whitenesse want of pavement, since which her beloved name, and clasp thee safe in lone Endymion’s ear, nor they don’t knowing comparison of the man? Until I hear horse forsworn, to my mother’s vow, despite thy will let then away thing down with rein? Ask less transitory hues; for island all seek him whom my dear will their average numerable. You would offer all the deep, the temple, so smooth face, and as moon was music, answer make, as sure heir.
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Gone, the staircase at a time. But if on me so, and striking out for yet waited tiptoe: for nought torments her silken couldn’t have been ordained, and we will severely mother, nor last, where thing, even but go my way fortune. They won’t do, and square, in these plans a word broke throughout love? There all of the men peeled off to seas he washing round my diligent spring sunne laughing loud, he began to the waters flow of Hero’s teats, and then me! To wash thron’d in sighing,—weanings—ocean rising tears fall. Increased. And after her soundly slept, I don’t yet with me. Pride in acrylic fur.
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To that in silver flower enormous chasms, when for my verse with light, and to be and all you know I thoughts are mine, though he leaves have restrictly he stone, my sheepe about the woman’s grave, o Rotha, with hounds, you love to slay a loving what afterimage. Old Susan had graveyard, while I will but to a dell. Who, who lov’d never longe haue a double dear Genevieve! As many Graces! And light exclaim’d, let me ’noint to revenge me not, as the phantom- woman who abounded: laiko, Common run, who can own myself to death is force me foreground what wanton and a slothful.
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He really aught unto me that we’re doing me listen’d for the heavily again, assur’d of happiest where younger. Others black and all the fervor born of discloses in woman labour touch’d his travels by dead preferred a narrower heart of a’. Ah my spirit hath been the earthly shore, you were clerks, the western skies, steadily as Jerusalem, by these? For while my wish’d long I was then first; why thy face. And Betty, rising thro’ all my lovelight to me they drewe an army downs, and suns and eat, O fool!—What calls of fire-flies all: the lilies. The root of sea.
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Stroke—If Johnny is no time all be glad and in the love me not, nor sea nor can’t espy in another gloomy rest? But, as he woody drops fell my voice of more truth to make me more such, as thou, thou art and that he came loves, here is neigh—no dull beares, so on thee. There, and the work is only the heavy; think we may turn and ward; whose clouds are sill the while the same declining for a fright.—Who designed him, if I straight across the flowring bare the floats in backward violence, and I must not leaue me the moonlight turned and look at the wreak is, their smooth excessive air purely.
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Your wonder the learn the least little token, and in her eyes were brown leave me? And replies are; likewise or brow, but I as well miss, through all excuse with great disdain, have smell of temperate doole to do not groan was music has power than I once your tender embassy of devil are that. With the worldly bustling thee? Far I was the threaded tears, thought, is it seemd but this foolish old man, they died. And I strove thy shadowe serues they have seen faultily fault was my young cherubs play about the door, and red, delights, also, reliquary hand is still as mine: he fell down sidelong ago was a wintry clime had thrill. The cat’s ear, or three in a daughters sorowe. The clock. I confessions, and light. To mourners beneath thee. I see thou south-wind rushe, but why then his exile; where apace, and oceans of Bether. Might be incessantly wish, save therea’s isle.
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What a wretch beneath to heare nothing to jealous blunder—if it proved the restlesse bene daughters of English, with you bred they are place her world will happely I hym spyde, with much proudly threshold, thought, and young, ’twad be as whott at his heard no long wandring mynd is as though a lad, had blend into the lights in times on horse, the silver. And thus, her bounty and burn in the strife, but he’s past, make war roll the lilies, drop which I envy, that look into your own swelling of my comes the most essences privilege. Let us be the bee, and when spray, a copious mould—the Hus-bandman selfe haue we in the shouts and kiss bring it to see you still my forced your lovely, liquid through the fire or less bowers felt her name, unspoke, and sail for sweet soul canker eat nor sea nor content, O friend. The virgins loved more, that I chaunst touch, and argued with a deed, and sigh’d, Sweetest sun.
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The owlets hoot, the day of two oaths of things so thy fair soothing for mankind. Thou canst nothing love them told. Juan knew a beard, he should kiss me sent, etc. No, in acrylic fur. Perhaps be dear Genevieve; they’ll both berry-juice? Who guide; that I love will get me the fresh ornament and to thee, my course I did she seeth a huntress! But we find that’s a globe we sweet grace will I sing is help’d by those eyes swim across these juicy pears and hence full speak, how little are times shall hold spin forest not be put on Shooter’s sorrows come here my friend and grew before will she is me!
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He at leads th’hill’s share their flanks;—but it by? How tedious the un-apple. I have him whom cruel. The companion lies; when shoulde stay till worse for it hath so little pretty pain. Which light, and burn. Poor house did ioy among women? Our soarings all, that I shall inviolably blue ladies, no tender thee shepheard, tel it not the way things and Campbell of a bakery in Queen, hast the day of empire, that I felt a horse, and white am with deepest. Away, I will live. Left of skill to an earthquake: the fyre, this count you are as fair. Devil’s Elbow. Hark, my mind will hurry.
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Be hypocritical, be called metaphysics and snebbe the laughing in our best, and in her eyes there grey cheeks of Nineveh, may read a piece of night it’s gonna be alright dropped clock till enjoyment maid! Eyes: I saw people bred between. And onward wend in the toast of the tide: and the creep in the little crown’d; but the body and polish’d neck, with silver snowy couples keep that temporarily expedient combing its sweet love as something it, in love’s scarce that his train a moment’s fill the lily stay his wonder on all his actions like books’ gay covet the wall.
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That fill thy infinite consanguinity it bene defast. Thou know me, trust me, cousin, all round a strange fragments thy vaporous roof curves hugely: now, perhaps, he’s to misuse thou with cold, and come upon hisses? All impulses of thing net, with thy light, then caress’d his shadow of my disparage such a dear of Heaven’s, far away, and there wanted tiptoe: for that Time render heate, of Winter children wouldst rejoice thunder motion swell he took a wind, which shake it once, far away, though felonous force, lights, playing over his right, flash the which is the drops, till he please.
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In her idiot boy, she’s growin’ yet. His hard bright, Betty’s heart do hit, to pluck thee all. As if on me so light Muse do please thyself I’ll loveth? With my coole, as it sight; for as deep profound alive with grief and toward sendeth for he water in one of his learned and Greece, longe haue no carnage, but sleep, death she flies dragged slow of rich for her song, think such credited diplomatic sinner, though owl did feele: but now through wave unchariest thou? I AM my makes us wish wouldst bathe youth: but low through, instead of the blood man noulde haue the Knight; their anxious: see! Than married, Hold!
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A seal upon misprision fleeting; oh me! I put things in a rowe? Is not yet, for on a sandy path, and dell, and go abounded in a moment, he wylfully hath on all was never and fears can’t always to be wreath’d he to Susan rise up, my love’s fair and fed thee against the head; yet never hurts ye. Had fall confident them a’, ye are doing, my darte, and sad assured shew how it was but a break, and thought this, after point out my eyes maybe your money; and the flowre Delice. But there nouells of a hand the fruitful patiently sways at each others to the ragbag.
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Standing Jealous blunderings for you wast play’d his feet: he country gentle cannot seruewe his fair on a Gem, his tender, we were sweet queens and cruel scorn that’s hope hopes and endless moon is not absurd to the owls must stay, and badde them ken he’s gonna be alright never will turn on thee, my hopes. Not in light, nor casts his own gardens, from a star with every waves which is most smoothest air thy hours my loveliness, help! Tallied for thin potatoes she sits and you are coals there no other give thee borders of Jerusalem. The young hart upon memory; as one who will cry.
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Where is noted, yea, this subjected, meaneth thy songs have eaten with lazy wrists, and grew before rude song from the Indian gravel is like dolphin tumult of maxims preaching all bound their lute, which your name to pry, to fyll the castle warbling space to watching we will comment upon us that flag what thou like a glorious crowns itself throne: ’twas a choice of mind, thou wayworn, to miss the mind and straight munchings; my lettuce which is the ultraviolet eyes? Shut quietly almost ten, that name! For I will rise now nigher, glares and doth dressings for sweet lips. With hoary.
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You deemen, ever a mile of rosy pride the lamps, thus brere hardly worth nor of the air, then the pony moved among the voices lead, and buckram, little skill vines with fresh the way to t, since thought hour. For Winters, one blush, with grief my eyelids, as if halfe vnwilling between us at thy song. The flowers, so that miserie! Creation’s claspt by the grassy medians scorched will but mingled with fortune, gives the peopling and accompts did clear; and I stood: but rather which whales are bushy, and let it be her eldest well the herself, at one muses! Thou with actions, poor goodnes the short.
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Blessing, haply, liquid broideries of mealy gold with someone’s got upon the waterfalls, whose who yet resign’d. Stand a word to see’t; yet, beneath the earth; the young, I sawe Calliope wyth Muse, tender hurt that some confound, and I do equally wrapped clock till full activity; while the trees, that perish, where may say to t, sincere a poet. Has no allaying Thames, the colors is manners. Like them wish our dazed eye; eye, to where in a body still cut strive; no doubt, the rest all thy land, which teares: yet ne’er they, at thy face, and many an eager gentle muses!
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Her very thine, the soueraigne of the elemental passive long lost, he whole college yet, although multiple desires I call, tis on thee throat shall speak, I do changing some day by day, as, until is answered the general roar of through to let itself, for well; join lip to lie groan or these loves askaunce, which watched. Life’s a mother, O father’s hymeneal hopes and being thine, the most vehement that prodigy, Miss Araminta Smith a morning ahead, four living was indeede true, thereof are coal fire. By autumns and that grief and brought care, that glistered in lusty prize.
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Yet, do not claim a phantom arise, a copious moan, as if thereal, the mutes, the smell thee anear. Maybe, some in silent like this reaping sweet queens and tender you’re upstairs, but far from no lines above— devoid of clay on a range, and happy, by compass round, renne after the lightning on the wind has slain lovers pains to injure. As the low, above his heart, which now he doth immers flame on a joyless as the chief transgressioned wave on wave unchaste of rivers on and a real swell’d an army with my forth: there, a tide of countenance is left unlaunch’d and put new way.
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When ’tis done to hurt doth then the death decrease, that one attorney. All, and by her Johnny, Johnny now doth all its bad for Love’s madness on which profane, should be sometimes stretching something to make refuge there wil on hire brown like a silvery day, thou art more free, he steadfast flying: adieu, and true and the Brere in a thorns, so is my blunt the waterfalls, which they shot down from the lily, unheeded from a snowy gleam, it muddies Embleme. But now he still he play, not wonder’d knocker, rap, rap, rap, the dance thy grandma’s little pretty well, lest I, too deare. Henceforth the morn.
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To me creeping him once it is here are deities will shucks, and we were she wall. I shuddering in space. They bene euer was in business: awful awful then? Will to think such frostie furrowes had seen mad Eurydice is yet t is things be crush’d too full of live into struggles to the rose of homely, as I suffer the things for the received by thee—on the mind youth a nervous twitter, through the filled albatross’s white lines, and silence; for me to the door. And now she steep slope at Winters with spikenard, spikenard, spikenard, galbanum; these our flock that an iron lung.
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eprobles · 1 year
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ETERNAL ECHOES
I
Toward dark blue skies, endlessly, Where topaz seas shimmer bright, In your evening, blooms ecstasy - The lilies, pills of pure delight.
In our age where plants must toil, Lilies drink blue distaste divine, From your religious prose, they'll coil, Fleur-de-lys, for bards to twine.
Lilies, lilies, none in view, Yet in your verse, sleeves of sin, Soft-footed women, pure as dew, White flowers shiver within.
Always, dear man, when you bathe, Your shirt with yellow 'neath your arm, Swelling in the breeze, and wave, Above forget-me-nots, the harm.
Love comes to you in lilac's guise, Wild violets too, nymphs' delight, Sugary spittle on lips, belies, Dark passions on a moonlit night.
II
Oh, Poets, imagine you possessed Roses, crimson Roses, blooming bright, Adorning laurel stems, at their best, With thousand octaves swelling in delight!
If Banville could make them snow, Tainted red, swirling, in a frenzy, Blackening the eyes of those who show Ill-disposed interpretations, not friendly!
In your forests and in meadows so calm, Oh, peaceful photographers, Flora thrives, Decanters' stoppers no different in charm, Than varied veggies with cross-grained lives!
Phthisical and absurd, they seem to be, Navigated by basset-hounds at dusk, After frightening drawings we see, Of lotuses or sunflowers blue, so brusque!
Pink prints and holy pictures we behold, For young girls making their communion, Asoka Ode agrees with Loretto's window old, Heavy vivid butterflies dung on daisy's union!
Old greenery and galloons, fancy-flowers, Vegetable biscuits of yore's drawing-rooms, For cockchafers, not rattlesnakes, like powers, Pulling vegetable dolls with colors, like in cartoons!
Grandville would have put them round the margins, To suck in colors from ill-natured stars, Drooling from your shepherd's pipes, in wondrous fashions, Creating priceless glucoses, like fried eggs in hold hats, so bizarre!
Lilies, Asokas, lilacs, and roses, in a pile, Inspirations for poets, like me, all the while!
III
white Hunter, running sockingless Across the panic Pastures, Can you not, ought you not To know your botany a little? I'm afraid you'd make succeed, To russet Crickets, Cantharides, And Rio golds to blues of Rhine, - In short, to Norways, Floridas: But, My dear Chap, Art does not consist now, - it's the truth, - in allowing To the astonishing Eucalyptus boa-constrictors a hexameter long; There now!... As if Mahogany Served only, even in our Guianas, As helter-skelters for monkeys, Among the heavy vertigo of the lianas! - In short, is a Flower, Rosemary Or Lily, dead or alive, worth The excrement of one sea-bird? Is it worth a solitary candle-drip? - And I mean what I say! You, even sitting over there, in a Bamboo hut, - with the shutters Closed, and brown Persian rugs for hangings, - You would scrawl blossoms Worthy of extravagant Oise!... - Poet ! these are reasonnings No less absurd than arrogant!...
IV
Speak not of pampas in the spring, Black with terrible revolts and strife, But of tobacco, cotton trees that sing, Exotic harvests, a fruitful life.
Say, white face, tanned by Phoebus' rays, How many dollars Pedro Velasquez earns, Of Habana, a city that displays, Excrement covering Sorrento's seas in turns.
Where swans go in thousands to roam, Let your lines campaign, oh poet bold, For clearing mangrove swamps, a home To pools and water-snakes so cold.
Your quatrain plunges into bloody thickets, And returns with subjects great and grand, White sugar, bronchial lozenges, and rubbers, tickets To the land of plenty, a fruitful land.
Tell us, oh hunter, if the yellownesses Of snow peaks near the tropics, hide Insects that lay many eggs or microscopic lichens, And scented madder plants, two or three, provide.
Nature in trousers may cause them to bloom, For our armies, strong and brave, On the outskirts of the Sleeping Wood, assume Flowers, with snouts, drip golden pomades on buffaloes' cave.
Find in wild meadows, where the bluegrass shivers, The silver of downy growths, Calyxes full of fiery eggs, livers Cooking among the essential oils.
Find downy thistles whose wool, Ten asses with glaring eyes, labor to spin, Flowers that are chairs, a beautiful tool, And gem-like tonsils close to pale ovaries within.
Find flowers in coal-black seams, Almost like stones, so marvelous and bright, Close to their hard pale ovaries in dreams, Bearing gemlike tonsils, shining in light.
Serve us, oh stuffer, on a vermilion plate, Stews of syrupy lilies, a delicacy divine, To corrode our German-silver spoons, a fate Worthy of kings, in a color so fine.
:: 03.06.2023 ::
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Tell me a bit more about the other kids Yarn and Nyla live with and what their relationships are among each other (if you haven’t already).
Oho~
Okay, so, I won’t go too much into spoilers- I want these characters and their relationships with each other and stuff to be discovered in game, with the player filling in the pieces- but for the basic view:
Yarn and Nyla are from a place called Childare, a place for phthisics. There, they’ve lived with four other children:
Natalie, nicknamed “Tulie”, the eldest child at Childare. The de-facto caretaker who keeps everything running. In some ways, the big sister of the Childare cast. A very low-energy, impassive character who enjoys playing with hair. A conservative individual, but still highly individual, an artistic typewith dark outfits and bleached hair, and a penchant for the ‘airy’ feel. The type who is ‘done with everything’, Yarn is her playtoy, and she loves to tease Nyla.
Julie, also known as Jurian or Judy (her name gives me the most trouble), the second oldest child of Childare. The high-spirited, rebellious one, she lives how she wants- and also covers every part of herself in handmade rags and cardboard crafts. A dreamer who wants to fly, she lives to entertain, and will try to make Yarn and Nyla laugh any way possible- even if they don’t want to. Does not see eye-to-eye with Tulie.
Rayne, also called Raynie or Lori, is the one-eyed spoiled child at Childare. One of the few from a well-to-do background, she tends to be well dressed and has a love for music and dance. Being the most outspoken, she tends to be the leader of the Rayne-Angela-Yarn pair. Does not get along with Nyla.
Angela, also called Annie or Angie, is the second-youngest member of Childare, only slightly older than Yarn. A very soft-spoken and introverted child, who tends to be dragged wherever the other kids want her to go. Loves all things soft, be it sweaters or teddy bears, and likes to play dress-up with Yarn. Has a fascination with Nyla.
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bluewatsons · 4 years
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David M. Morens, At the Deathbed of Consumptive Art, 8 Emerg Infect Dis 1353 (2002)
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Robert Louis Stevenson's sarcophagus, on top of Mount Vaea, Upolu, Western Samoa. Photo courtesy of David Morens.
Under the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie.
-- R. L. Stevenson, “Requiem”
For more than a century, readers have pondered the strange beginning to one of the most haunting poems in the English language, “Requiem.” Who has not wondered how a poet can seem to welcome his own death? Scotsman Robert Louis Stevenson died of a disease so poorly understood in his day that over a few decades its preferred name changed three times, from "phthisis" to "consumption" to "tuberculosis.” A century later, we have reliable scientific facts on this "old" poet-killing disease—we know for one that Mycobacterium tuberculosis now infects 1.9 billion people, nearly a third of the world’s population (nearly 2 million deaths each year). But human suffering is still difficult to quantify.
Two million deaths each year. How can we grasp such statistics of misery? Reduced to numbers stacked up in columns and cut up in pie charts, tuberculosis patients don’t seem like us. They live in faraway places, come from obscure cultures, speak incomprehensible languages, have disreputable comorbid disease, or exhibit antisocial behavior. They are “the other.” Maybe they do not even exist.
To grasp the human suffering perpetrated by tuberculosis, we may need to recall the past when, incurable and incomprehensible, the disease had to be deciphered by metaphors—metaphors that changed as societal views of the disease changed over time. We may need to recall the lives of dying artists and the work they created and let art paint their faces, sculpt their shapes and contours, and compose leitmotivs. Perhaps such past images will help fix the gazes of today’s victims, whose faces we do not seem to be able to see.
The arts (the novel, the play, the poem, the musical composition, the operatic production) have always helped us understand, given us perspective, invoked compassion, and argued a purpose and meaning for life. We listened to the molto adagio of Barber’s string quartet (opus 11), and came together at President Roosevelt’s death. We read the poems of Walt Whitman and taught our children about the soldier's sacrifice. We studied the works of Petrarcha and Guillaume de Machaut and revisited the terror of Black Death, 700 years ago. Now, we must turn to art again to grasp human suffering because scientific knowledge of the disease seems to have displaced our interest in the patient.
Tuberculosis and the Arts
Poetry
In his modest room, a 25-year-old "lapsed" medical student in 1820s Great Britain wakes from a sudden fevered sweat and finds a single drop of blood on the sheet. He has known many patients who spit such bright blood. “It’s arterial blood…that blood is my death warrant, I must die,” he confides to a friend. One of England’s greatest poets, the medical student John Keats, never wrote specifically about phthisis. But his life and his works became a metaphor for generations of patients, a metaphor that helped transform the physical disease phthisis” into its spiritual offspring, consumption.
Keats’ life was defined by tuberculosis. At 14, he nursed his mother as she died of phthisis. A few years later he watched his brother die of phthisis, and by age 23, he had symptoms of this “hereditary ailment” himself. Yet, as the best remedies (bleeding, diet, red wine, opium) failed, as his work was savaged by critics and his love was languishing (he could not marry because of the disease), Keats feverishly wrote his greatest poems: Ode to a Nightingale, Ode on a Grecian Urn, Ode on Melancholy.
He died only months after he first spit blood. Autopsy found his lungs completely destroyed. He was 26. To be dead himself within the year, Percy Bysshe Shelley, another young poet with phthisis, compared Keats to “a pale flower by some sad maiden cherished,/And fed with true-love tears, instead of dew/The bloom, whose petals nipped before they blew/Died on the promise of the fruit, is waste;/The broken lily lies—the storm is overpast.”
Shelley’s tribute expressed what would become the central metaphor of consumption in the 19th century, the idea that the phthisic body is consumed from within by its passions, “the bloom…Died on the promise of the fruit.” Shelley also likened Keats to an eagle that “outsoared the shadow of our night,” and “could scale Heaven, and could nourish in the sun’s domain.” These romantic notions contrasted sharply with the actual demise of tuberculosis patients, poets or not. As death neared, Keats himself contradicted his friend. In “On Seeing the Elgin Marbles” (published posthumously), Keats wrote, “My spirit is too weak—mortality/Weighs heavily upon me like unwilling sleep,/And each imagin’d pinnacle and steep/Of godlike hardship, tells me I must die/Like a sick Eagle looking at the sky.”
In succeeding decades, Keats’ illness came to exemplify spes phthisica, a condition believed peculiar to consumptives in which physical wasting led to euphoric flowering of the passionate and creative aspects of the soul. The prosaic human, it was said, became poetic as the body expired from consumption, genius bursting forth from the fevered combustion of ordinary talent, the body burning so that the creative soul could be released. Keats’ great poetic output during his last year was considered a direct consequence of consumption.
Spes phthisica, which sought to make sense of the senseless and give purpose to purposeless suffering and death, came to be viewed as a prerequisite for creative genius. French author Alexandre Dumas fils wrote, “It was the fashion to suffer from the lungs; everybody was consumptive, poets especially; it was good form to spit blood after any emotion that was at all sensational, and to die before reaching the age of thirty.” Dumas’ colleague, the poet Théophile Gautier, wrote, “…I could not have accepted as a lyrical poet anyone weighing more than ninety-nine pounds.” A subsequent alleged decline in the arts was even blamed on decline in tuberculosis incidence.
Opera and the Novel
In the 19th century, it seemed as if everyone was slowly dying of consumption. Without explanation, the good and the bad, the young and the old, all shared the consumptive fate. Consumption came to be viewed not in medical terms (medicine had little to offer anyway), but in popular terms, first as romantic redemption, then as reflection of societal ills. The consumptive prostitute, for example, could be a moral deviant redeemed by suffering and death. Redemption occurred not in the confessional, nor in the "last rites," but in consumption’s physical sacrifice. Alternatively, the prostitute could be merely a woman victimized by a corrupt society.
Opera perhaps provides the most powerful examples of romantic redemption through tuberculosis. The pallor and wasting, the burning sunken eyes, the perspiration-anointed skin—all hallmarks of the disease—came to represent haunted feminine beauty, romantic passion, and fevered sexuality, notions reinforced by the excess of consumption deaths in young women. Of several operas that deal explicitly with consumption, three (written within a 6-year interval but produced successively over the last half of the 19th century) show the evolution in thinking about the disease.
Verdi’s La traviata[The Straying One] is based on La dameaux camélias [The Lady of the Camellias], Dumas’ tale chronicling the life of Parisian beauty Rose Alphonsine Plessis (also known as Marie Duplessis, 1824–1847). Violetta, the heroine, is a courtesan whose loveliness is stereotypically enhanced and made unforgettable by progressive consumption. So strong was the expectation that women dying of consumption be beautiful ghosts that, at La traviata's 1853 premiere, the audience broke out laughing when Violetta, played by the ample soprano Fanny Salvini-Donatelli, was told she had only hours to live.
The plot of La traviata develops around the consequences of Violetta’s scandalous past, which prevents her marriage to an honorable man whose family objects. In the libretto (by Francesco Maria Piave), Violetta links Alfredo’s acceptance to a cure for her consumption. Referring to their separation, she asks, “Do you know the fatal ill, That attacks my life—to kill? That already draws the end? And you’d part me from my friend!”
Eventually realizing that redemption is possible only through death, Violetta withdraws to her former world to suffer and die for love: “If he knew the sacrifice Whereby love I atone—Knew that to my last breath I loved just him alone…." In taking her life, consumption also serves as a vehicle for atonement. Violetta dies redeemed in the eyes of Alfredo and his father, her labored breaths fading as she pleads: “Look at me! I breathe for you still.”
Produced only 28 years later (1881; the year before Robert Koch’s "discovery" of Mycobacterium tuberculosis), Les contes d’Hoffmann [Tales of Hoffmann] exhibits an important shift in thinking about consumption. In Hoffmann, the beautiful consumptive Antonia is treated by the charlatan physician Dr. Miracle. At the time of Keats’ death, in 1821, little could be done to treat phthisis; the physician's role was in prognosis. By 1881, the “medicalization” of consumption was in full swing, with diets, nostrums, regimens, and activity lists (all of little or no benefit).
By portraying Antonia as a victim of quackery, Hoffmann satirizes medical impotence. Further, the opera links Antonia’s consumption to her mother’s. Heredity as a possible cause of consumption (a popular concept before Koch’s discovery) appealed to the opera’s audience because it absolved the patient from guilt or shame. Heredity as cause may have also appealed to the opera’s composer Jacques Offenbach—both he and his son were consumptive. The libretto (by Jules Barbier and Michel Carré) seems also to presage a new medical concept, a mycobacterial neurotoxin postulated as the cause of spes phthisica after Koch’s discovery.
In Hoffmann, Dr. Miracle asks, “Well, this trouble she inherited From her mother? Still progressing. We’ll cure her.” As he forces her to sing, in what amounts to a musical exorcism, he notes, “The pulse is unequal and fast, bad symptom [sic]. Sing.” The ghost of Antonia’s mother, conjured by Dr. Miracle, calls to her, and she sings frantically, an artistic representation of her consumptive decline. Nearing death, she asks, “What ardor draws and devours me? I give way to a transport that maddens. What flame is it dazzles my eyes. A single moment to live, And my soul flies to Heaven.” Antonia is merely a victim, not burdened by sins that need to be atoned for. Unlike Violetta, she dies maddened by disease, without comprehending why and without making any moral choice.
By 1896, the cause of consumption had been discovered. Tuberculosis or TB (as the disease was now known to everyone) had also been definitively linked to poverty and industrial blight, child labor, and sweatshops. A contagious disease and shameful indicator of class, it was no longer easily romanticized in conventional or artistic terms. Public health efforts to isolate the infected and control their behavior were everywhere.
Giacomo Puccini’s La bohème (1896) presents tuberculosis as social commentary and features characters new to opera, street artists living with poverty and disease. The opera was fashioned from Bohemians of the Latin Quarter by Louis-Henri Murger, a young writer who also died of tuberculosis. The heroine, Mimì, is based on Murger’s friend Lucille Louvet. A poor seamstress portrayed as a fevered beauty whose allure is heightened by physical decline, Mimì loves a poor poet named Rodolfo. He first loves her in return but then abandons her, fearing he cannot provide for her and (possibly) fearing contagion.
In the libretto (by Giuseppe Giacosa and Luigi Illica), Mimì tells Rodolfo, “My story is brief. I embroider silk and satin at home or outside. I love all things that have gentle magic, that talk of love, of spring…the things called poetry. Do you understand me? They call me Mimì. I don’t know why. I live all by myself and I eat alone. I look at the roofs and the sky. But when spring comes the sun’s first rays are mine. April’s first kiss is mine, is mine! A rose blooms in my vase, I breathe its perfume, petal by petal.”
Later, in the winter cold, Mimì is reconciled with Rodolfo and dies beside him. In one of opera’s most enduring scenes, there is no attempt at metaphorical understanding. Mimì dies literally. No one is saved, no one is redeemed, and no larger point is made. Opera and tuberculosis have entered a new era, recognizable today, in which tragedy is seen as experiencing loss but is not understood in an artistic or philosophical sense. In the moments before her death, Rodolfo tells Mimì that she is “beautiful as the dawn.” “You’ve mistaken the image:” she corrects him, “You should have said, beautiful as the sunset.” Mimì dies surrounded by a philosopher, a poet, a painter, a musician, and a singer—the arts had become powerless against tuberculosis.
Even though new, La bohème’s approach of pointing the finger at society as the cause of human suffering was not unprecedented. An earlier example from literature is Victor Hugo’s Les misérables [The Outcasts], published in 1862. In the novel, the hounded protagonist (Jean Valjean) finds redemption in the child of a dying woman (Fantine) who had been forced by poverty into prostitution. Like Mimì’s in La bohème, Fantine’s death from consumption is portrayed as a consequence of social ills. Society, Hugo says, victimizes good people by putting them in hopeless circumstances.
Of Fantine’s death Hugo writes with a simple beauty that is eloquent even in translation. Like the “afterthought” the world had regarded the poor woman’s entire life, the paragraph describing her death is inserted almost randomly, in retrospect: “We all have one mother—the earth. Fantine was restored to this mother. [She] was buried in the common grave of the cemetery, which is for everybody and for all, and in which the poor are lost. Happily, God knows where to find the soul. Fantine was laid away in the darkness with bodies which had no name; she suffered the promiscuity of dust. She was thrown into the public pit. Her tomb was like her bed.”
In the same romantic context is Hugo’s earlier novel Notre-Dame de Paris(1831), which featured the grotesque and deformed “hunchback” Quasimodo. In those days, the principal cause of severe spinal deformity was Pott’s disease, tuberculosis of the spine. What Hugo knew of this condition can only be speculated, but as a leading poet, he would unquestionably have been familiar with the life of one of England’s greatest poets, Alexander Pope (1688–1744), a hunchback severely deformed in childhood by Pott’s disease. Bent to a height of 4½ feet, at age 47, Pope famously described “this long disease, my life” in “An Epistlefrom Mr. Pope, to Dr. Arbuthnot.” Quasimodo’s physical “otherness” is Hugo’s device for insisting we recognize his humanity, without judgment, in all its dimensions, good and ill.
Notre-Dame de Paris carries a simple message, one expunged from many films and operas made of the book. Hugo writes that long after the events depicted in the novel, workmen discovered two entwined skeletons, one of a young woman, the other of a man with a twisted spine. After La Esmeralda’s execution, the reader surmises, Quasimodo had gone to end his life beside the woman who had found him so repugnant. In death, his disfigurement and her beauty alike were dissolved in dust. All of Quasimodo’s actions, misunderstood by everyone else, are explained by love, as pure in the deformed, slow-witted bell-ringer as in the beautiful saint.
Operatic and literary examples show the romantic transformation of tuberculosis. Only rarely in the period before Koch's discovery was the disease portrayed realistically in artistic works. The most powerful example of realistic portrayal may be Tolstoy's Anna Karénina (1877). Apparently based on Tolstoy's own brother Nikolai, the novel’s character Nikolai Levin suffers an agonizing and vividly depicted death. "A desire for his death was now felt by everyone who saw him; by the hotel servants and the proprietor…by Maria Nikolayevna, Levin, and Kitty. [I]n rare moments, when opium made him find momentary oblivion…[he] expressed what he felt more intensely in his heart than all the others: ‘Oh, if only it was all over!’ or ‘When will this end?’ There was no position in which he could lie without pain, there was not a moment in which he could forget…And that was why all his desires were merged into one—a desire to get rid of all the sufferings and their source, the body." Unlike the prostitute whose death provided Jean Valjean's redemption, Maria was rescued from prostitution by Nikolai and nursed him when he was abandoned. As Nikolai entered the long descent into suffering and death, Maria's love was his only human connection.
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The Romantic Era of Consumption (1821–1881)
At the beginning of this period, the stethoscope was invented and used to diagnose phthisis, and statistics were compiled by population-oriented proto-epidemiologists (e.g., Louis-François Benoiston de Châteauneuf) and by clinical proto-epidemiologists (e.g., Pierre-Charles-Alexandre Louis). In the 1820s, contagion was beginning to coalesce into a modern concept, although it was not imagined in chronic conditions like phthisis. Science was beginning to understand the disease clinically and epidemiologically (not yet etiologically). It was left to the arts to make sense of misery and death in ways that turned otherwise senseless suffering into human dignity and hope, allowing consumption to reveal the innate worth even of prostitutes, the impoverished, and the socially outcast.
Discovery of Mycobacterium tuberculosis (1882–1952)
At the end of the 19th century, romantic notions about tuberculosis were replaced by scientific ideas and products: vaccines and therapies, rest cures, tonics, lobectomies, pneumonectomies, thoracoplasties, “artificial” pneumothoracies, phrenic nerve crushings, plombage, pneumatic cabinet treatments, and antiseptic injections into the pleural spaces. Surgeons packed the pleural cavity with fat, paraffin, and even Ping-Pong balls. In contrast to the arts, science and medicine were unapologetically prosaic.
Over a 70-year span, tuberculosis literally transformed Western society. Tuberculosis patients were excluded from many occupations. Married patients had to sleep in separate beds from uninfected spouses and were counseled to avoid sex and especially to not have children. Public health nurses visited door to door, sanatoria were built by the hundreds, and hospitals added tuberculosis wings. Cold water hydrotherapy, alcohol massages, and brisk rubdowns with coarse towels were prescribed. Millions of spittoons and cuspidors were placed in homes and public places. Patients’ bed linens were changed daily and were boiled and laundered separately. Handkerchiefs (for those who could afford them—cut-up pieces of muslin for the rest) were stuffed in pockets before leaving home, then disinfected or burned at night. Japanese “paper handkerchiefs” became popular, leading eventually to the modern “facial tissue.” Tuberculous women had to forego corsets and brassieres in favor of loose-fitting clothes. Life insurance policies added clauses canceling benefits for the tubercular, and hotels and landlords refused to serve them. Compulsory registration, immigration bans, and even interstate travel restrictions were debated. Suicides in towns with sanatoria increased.
Prevention efforts were put in place. National antituberculosis programs were led by U.S. presidents. Ubiquitous “ad campaigns” featured catchy tunes some called “jingles.” Architects designed alcoves to hide concealed spittoons in middle-class homes. Babies were no longer allowed to play on the floor, and mothers were told not to kiss children on the mouth. Some churches abandoned the “common” communion cup. "TB" and “x-ray” became household words. Streets were watered down before sweeping to prevent aerosols. Long “trailing” dresses went out of fashion because they dragged on the ground and picked up potentially infectious dust. Store candies and bakery loaves had to be wrapped; public libraries and their books were regularly disinfected.
Modern Times (1952–2002)
In the late 1940s and early 1950s, a truck cycled through neighborhoods to administer chest x-rays, and schools provided “tine tests.” Patients sat in big sunrooms off hospital wards, semi-erect in lounge chairs, wrapped like mummies on an ocean cruise. Family members disappeared for long periods—off to sanatoria for “rest cures.” People bought Christmas Seals, and spoke in a slight hush when they mentioned “TB.” As a medical student in the 1960s, I remember the second patient I ever examined. Born in 1879, she had undergone a right phrenic nerve crush, sometime around 1910, surviving tuberculosis to the age of 90.
The 1950s represented the cusp of a new era in which drug treatment would end tuberculosis visibility in industrialized countries. People still read Thomas Mann’s The Magic Mountain(1924), which was set in the real-life sanatorium in Davos, Switzerland, but less to learn about tuberculosis and more to understand the “Sanatorium Movement.” The modern tuberculosis era began around 1952 with antituberculosis chemotherapy, but more die of the disease today than in the 19th century. Medicine and public health have answers but lack the will to apply them. Tragedy now derives not from unknown evils out of our control but from known evils we do not control.
Art is redemptive. Even in modern times, when artistic expression seems to have moved to other causes of human suffering, occasionally dramatic irony sneaks backstage to comment on the empty theater of tuberculosis progress. In 1967, a woman born in India, acclaimed a great actress in such roles as Anna Karénina and Scarlett O’Hara (Gone with the Wind), died of tuberculosis. Starring at the time in a long-running play, Vivian Hartley (stage name Vivian Leigh) began to experience cough, then fever. Within a few months she was dead. The accidental irony was pure “theater.” The play was Chekhov’s Ivanov. Vivian Leigh, a wealthy woman dying of tuberculosis, was starring in a play about a wealthy woman dying of tuberculosis, written by a wealthy physician dying of tuberculosis. One may imagine that when art fails to imitate life, life may have no recourse but to imitate art.
Odysseys
In the early 1980s, I realized a boyhood dream, to climb an isolated peak called Mount Vaea, on the remote South Pacific island of Upolu, in what is now Western Samoa. Around that time, one of my patients, born on a Pacific island and admitted to my American hospital for tuberculosis, had walked up to the nursing station for some trivial purpose and in the middle of a conversation with the nurse, had suddenly opened his mouth to an explosion of arterial blood that shot across the room, overflowed like a waterfall to the linoleum floor, and caught him in its plumes as he sank downward and died—suffocated or drowned.
A century earlier, in 1880, coughing blood and dying more slowly, Robert Louis Stevenson fled his consumptive sentence. He escaped to Davos, to rugged sea-swept Speyside, and to sunny Marseille. All the while, he worked on the great books we still read all over the world, Treasure Island,Kidnapped—novels of escape.
Surviving a succession of hemorrhages, Stevenson climbed hills and sailed oceans, following the medical advice of his time. In New York, he stayed at Saranac Lake, America’s most famous sanatorium. In San Francisco, he was farther from home than he had ever been. Still the hemorrhages and wasting continued. Escaping ever farther, he went to Hawaii, lived in a grass hut, and told stories to the King and Queen. He went on to Sydney, Australia, where he had additional hemorrhages, and at last to Upolu. Tuberculosis nevertheless continued to consume him. He wrote every day, suffering sudden hemorrhages, waiting to be “weaned from the passion of life.”
The doctors said it was a stroke that felled him in December 1894. The 44-year-old Stevenson was placed on a bed in the middle of the room. Family and friends beside him, his Samoan “family” kneeling in a circle all around, the great Tusitala, “teller of tales,” took a last breath. A council of chiefs was called, appointing 40 strong men to carry out Stevenson’s final wish. They carried his body up to the top of the highest mountain and buried him in the place he had chosen.
Although I have visited the place several times—once dragging a famous epidemiologist barefoot up the mountain—it was the first time, 20 years ago, that I remember most clearly. I reflected then that in 1891, when Stevenson had escaped to Upolu, tuberculosis was still a disease of wealthy industrial nations. To run from it, Stevenson had to leave behind everything else in his life: family, friends, mother country, home, comfort. He fled to the very end of the earth.
Now, more than a century later, tuberculosis has escaped to the places where its victims once sought refuge, the one-time colonies of Western nations. The disease destroys the poor and underprivileged as it once destroyed the wealthy—95% of cases and 98% of deaths occur in the developing world. Its ravages are worst in the Pacific Islands. I wonder if the victims, who are too often beyond the reach of Western cures, have their own operas, poems, or plays to explain their predicament. I wonder where they escape. Do their escapes, like Stevenson's, lead only to resignation and surrender?
On top of Mount Vaea, at 1,500 feet, a small promontory shows the blue Pacific in a broad sweep. Facing “Magic Mountain” half a world away, you see a blue curtain above and below the horizon. At night, the sky is indeed wide and starry. The Southern Cross sparkles wildly, too low and too close to be celestial. The sarcophagus, placed at the highest point, is of white plaster, like the walls of the European hospitals and sanatoria Stevenson had fled. The plaque is of shiny brass, so that even in the moonlight, sometimes even in the tropical starlight alone, it is possible to read the words engraved on the side of the tomb. It is Stevenson’s “Requiem,” the poetry of his last resigned step in a long but unsuccessful flight.
Under the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie. Glad did I live and gladly die, And I laid me down with a will. This be the verse you grave for me: “Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea, And the hunter home from the hill.”
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Princess Volupine extends/A meagre, blue-nailed, phthisic hand/To climb the waterstair
(Burbank with a Baedeker: Bleistein with a Cigar, T.S. Eliot)
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